Adultery Shatranj

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Zorawar: (Zorr se thahaka lagakar hanste hue) "Police? Arey unhe bolo ki police toh mere talve chaat-ti hai! Mere ilake mein meri marzi ke bina patta bhi nahi hilta. Ab bakwaas band karo... 50 percent cash advance abhi nikaalo, aur baaki deal poori hone ke baad."


Translator (English): "He says the police lick his boots! In his territory, not even a leaf stirs without his permission. Now, pay 50% cash advance immediately, and the rest after the delivery is complete."
Foreigner ne darte-darte apne bag se note nikaale aur table par rakh diye. Zorawar ne Harish ko ishara kiya Cash se bhara bag harish ne apne hath me tham
liya

Ab agee....



Priya apni madmast chal me room me enter kerti he Harish peso ka beg laker club se chala jata he priya zorawer ki godh me apni gaand tikka deti he

Zorawar ne apni cigar ka ek lamba kash khincha aur dhuen ka chhalla hawa mein udate hue ek gehri muskurahat di. Priya uski godh mein bilkul comfortable hokar baithi thi
Zorawar ne Priya ki kamar mein hath daala aur use apne se sata diya



Priya: "Baby... please na, let's dance! Aaj sabko pata chalna chahiye ki Priya ka boyfriend is club ka asli king hai. Sabki nazrein aap par honi chahiye."

Zorawar ne uske kaan ke paas jhuk kar
Zorawar: "Tu toh meri phuljhadi hai rani, teri baat kaise taal sakta hoon? Par aaj nahi... is samrajya ko khada karne mein maine apna khoon-pasina ek kiya hai. Mere sasur (Motilal) ko toh log devta mante hain, aur sach toh ye hai ki unhi ki achhai aur naam ki wajah se aaj ye sab chal raha hai."

Priya ne thoda muh banaya aur uski shirt ke button se khelte hue pucha:

Priya: "Baby... par aaj tak tumne ye toh bataya hi nahi ki ye sab hua kaise? I mean, look at you and then look at her. Wo tumhari wife Padma... itni innocent itni good looking aur ek dam rich class... tumne use patayi kaise? Kya jaadu kiya tha uspar?"

Zorawar ki aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak aa gayi, jaise wo un purani galliyon mein wapas chala gaya ho jahan se usne shuruat ki thi

Zorawar: "Bahut lambi kahani hai meri rani... baat aisi thi ki..."

Flashback story of zorawer

Bachpan mein hi ek bhayanak dange ne Zorawar ke sar se maa-baap ka saaya chheen liya tha. Is haadse ne uske bhitar ki masoomiyat ko khatam kar diya aur bina kisi rok-tok ke wo poori tarah bigad chuka tha.

Mehaz 15 saal ki umar mein usne Premnagar ki ek khatarnak mafia gang join kar li. Zindagi jurm ki raahon par nikal padi thi, par ek din drugs ki taskari karte hue wo police ke hatthe chadh gaya. Adalat ne use sudharne ka ek mauka diya aur 3 saal ke liye baal sudhaar grah (Bachon ki jail) bhej diya.

Wahin uski mulaqat Harish se hui, jo Zorawar se ek saal bada tha aur kisi aise hi jurm mein saza kaat raha tha. Dono ki dosti gehri ho gayi. Jab wo 18 saal ke hue aur unki rihaayi ka din aaya, toh Jailer ne unhe apne cabin mein bulaya.

Jailer: "Tum dono ke achhe vyavhar ki wajah se Court ne tumhari saza kam kar di hai. Dekho, ab tak tum bachche the isliye thodi riyaayat mili, par ab tum balig ho. Agar ab kisi kale dhande mein tumhara naam aaya toh bach nahi paoge. Ye tumhare kapde hain aur ye tumhari mehnat ki kamayi jo tumne jail mein mazdoori karke kamayi hai. Ab sahi raah par chalna."

Zorawar aur Harish jail se baahar toh aaye, par unke khoon mein basi gandagi kahan jaane wali thi? Jail se nikalte hi unhone sabse pehle kothe ka rasta pakda aur unhi paison se raat bhar randiyon ki pilayi ki.

Dono ne phir se wahi drugs smuggling aur sharab ka kala dhanda shuru kar diya. Lekin kismat unka sath nahi de rahi thi; baar-baar police ki raid padti aur wo jitna kamate, usse zyada nuksaan uthate. Jab Zorawar 23 saal ka hua, toh ek raat sharab ke nashe mein dono ne ek naya faisla kiya.

Zorawar: "Harish, is tarah chhote-mote dhandon mein kab tak police se chhupte rahenge? Jitna kamate hain, raid mein sab nikal jata hai."
Harish: "Sahi keh raha hai bhai. Humein mehnat kam aur paisa zyada chahiye.

Dono ne tay kiya ki ab wo kisi ameer ghar ki ladki ko apne jaal mein phasayenge aur use patakar uski daulat par kabza karenge, taaki unhe phir kabhi ye gande kaam aur mehnat na karni pade.

Zorawar aur Harish ne kaafi dinon tak Premnagar ke bade gharanon ki raiki ki. Unki khoj tab khatam hui jab unhe Motilal ke baare mein pata chala. Motilal shehar ka sabse ameer aur izzatdaar shakhs tha. Uska karobaar itna bada tha ki Premnagar ki arthvyavastha uske dum par chalti thi.


Motilal ki do badi crusher plants thi jahan pahad kaat kar bajri banayi jati thi. In crusher se hi karodon ka turnover hota tha. Motilal sirf ek businessman nahi, balki ek tez dimaag investor bhi tha. Usne apne paison ko har jagah faila rakha tha:

Real Estate: Shehar ki kayi posh zameenein aur buildings uske naam thi.

Petrol Pumps aur Jewellery Showrooms: Har saal lagbhag 500 crore ka net profit uski jeb mein jata tha.

Lekin Motilal ka ek dusra roop bhi tha. Wo ek maseeha tha jo apne munafe ka ek bada hissa gareebon ki madad, schools, colleges aur hospitals chalane mein kharch karta tha. Uske do bete aur ek beti thi—Padma.


Zorawar ne jab pehli baar Padma ko dekha, toh use ek nazar mein hi pasand kar liya. Padma kisi rajkumari se kam nahi thi—sundar, padhi-likhi aur nazakat se bhari hui. Lekin aaine mein apna chehra dekh kar Zorawar ko apni asliyat pata thi.




Zorawar ka rang kaala aur chehra khunkhaar tha. Wo jaanta tha ki Padma jaisi ameer aur khoobsurat ladki use kabhi pasand nahi karegi. Padma ke liye wo kisi sadak-chaap gunde se zyada kuch nahi tha.

Zorawar: (Harish se) "Bhai, ye ladki shakal dekh kar toh mujhse shaadi karne se rahi. Main kitna bhi 'Smart' banne ki koshish karun, wo mujhe kabhi ghaas nahi dalegi."


Harish: "Sahi keh raha hai. Padma ko pane ka rasta 'dil' se nahi, 'majboori' se niklega. Jab tak hum use kisi aisi mushkil mein nahi phansate jahan main ya tu uska sahara na ban jaye, tab tak ye ameer baap ki beti apne gale nahi lagne wali."

Zorawar ne tay kar liya tha ki agar Padma pyar se nahi mili, toh wo use majboor kar dega. Usne Padma ki har movement par nazar rakhni shuru kar di—wo kab college jati hai, kab doston se milti hai.


Priya-"Oh god, Zorawar! You were so desperate back then. Ek aisi ladki ko chahna jo tumhare level ki hi nahi thi... that was a very bold move. Par mujhe pata hai, tumne use haasil karne ke liye kya dirty game khela hoga. After all, you are a master of making people helpless, aren't you?”


Zorawar ne bahut hi shatir aur satranj ka khel khela. Usne pehle 4 gundon ko paise diye taaki wo Padma ko beech sadak par chhedein aur Zorawar "Hero" bankar entry maar sake.

Plan ke mutabiq, Padma jab apni car se ghar ja rahi thi, toh gundon ne rasta rok liya. Unhone car ka kanch tod diya aur bechare driver ko itna mara ki wo adhmara ho gaya. Padma buri tarah ghabra gayi thi. Harish aur Zorawar thodi door khade tamasha dekh rahe the, wo sahi mauke ka intezaar kar rahe the.


Jab un gundon ne hadd par ki aur Padma ki salwar mein hath dalne ki koshish ki, tab Padma cheekh padi. Usi waqt Zorawar "masiha" bankar bhagta hua aaya. Usne apne hi bheje hue gundon ki jamkar pithai ki (jo ki pehle se tay tha). Padma ko laga ki Zorawar ne uski izzat bacha li hai. Zorawar use sambhal kar uske ghar le gaya.


Motilal ko jab is hamle ka pata chala toh wo darr gaya. Use laga ki business ki dushmani ki wajah se uske bacho ki jaan ko khatra hai. Usne Zorawar ki "bahaduri" dekh kar use turant Padma ki safety ke liye uska personal driver rakh liya, aur Harish ko apne dono beton ki gaadi chalane ka kaam de diya.


Priya's Reaction:
"Oh my god, Zorawar! You are such a brilliant actor. Ek hi teer se do nishane... Padma ke dil mein jagah bhi bana li aur uske ghar mein entry bhi mil gayi. Ab toh poori saltanat tumhare kadmon mein hone wali thi! This was a masterstroke, baby!”




Zorawar ke sar par Padma ka khoon sawaar tha. Naukri ke pehle hi din usne Padma ko itne kareeb se dekha ki uska gora badan aur katilana figure Zorawar ke dimaag mein ghar kar gaya. Raat ko jab wo apne kamre mein leta, toh uski aankhon ke samne sirf Padma ki jawani ghoom rahi thi. Uska mota kala azgar jaisa lund lath maarne laga, jo itna kadak ho chuka tha ki use sambhalna mushkil tha.

Zorawar ne apni pyaas bujhane ke liye seedha kothe ka rasta pakda. Us raat usne wahan ki sabse tayaar randi ko chuna aur use kamre mein le gaya. Zorawar ke bhitar Padma ko na paane ka gussa aur hawas dono bhari hui thi, jo usne us aurat par nikaal di. Raat bhar wo bina ruke use wild tareeke se pelte raha. Uske bhari-bharkam jism aur us mote lund ki ragad ne us randi ki halat kharab kar di. Subah hote-hote wo bechari adhmari si ho gayi thi, par Zorawar ka josh abhi bhi thanda nahi hua tha

Priya-Uff Zorawar! You were so intense even back then. Mujhe pata hai tumhara woh beast mode kaisa hota hai. Padma ka nasha aur woh dark, heavy lund... bechari randi ki toh halat miserable honi hi thi. You really know how to dominate, don't you baby? It’s so wild and sexy!”



Zorawar aur Harish ka khunkhaar khel ab agle level par pahunch chuka tha. Motilal se milne wali salary ko unhone uski hi tabahi ke liye istemal kiya—bade-bade hamle karwa kar. Har baar Zorawar, Padma ke liye ek dhal bankar khada ho jata, jis wajah se Padma ke dil mein uske liye ek gehri trust aur safety wali feeling ghar kar gayi.

Lekin asli dhamaka tab hua jab Harish ne ek sunsan road par car roki aur ek tez raftar truck ne Motilal ke dono beton ko kuchal diya. Ek hi pal mein Motilal ki duniya ulat-pulaat ho gayi.


Apne dono beton ke janaze dekh kar Motilal ko gehra sadma laga. Gusse mein usne Harish ko jail bhijwa diya, par wo ye nahi jaanta tha ki asli dushman uski beti ke bilkul kareeb hai. Padma toot chuki thi, aur aise waqt mein Zorawar ne use ek 'emotional support' diya. Lekin hamle ruke nahi; ab Motilal ki jaan par bhi khatra mandrane laga tha.


Ek shaam, jab Padma darr se tharr-tharr kaanp rahi thi, Zorawar ne apna jaal pheka.
Zorawar: "Dekho Padma, tumhare papa ki jaan ko khatra hai aur tum akeli ye sab nahi sambhal paogi. Agar tum mujhse shadi kar lo, toh main tumhe aur tumhare papa ko bacha lunga aur usko bhi pakad lunga jo ye sab kerva rahe he Business, dushman, sab main dekh lunga."

Padma, jo Zorawar ki bahaduri se pehle hi attracted thi, ne haan bol di. Motilal ne jab ye suna toh wo pehle toh gusse se pagal ho gaya—wo shehar ka sabse ameer aadmi aur uska damad ek driver? Par phir use apne beton ki laashein yaad aayi. Wo apni ladli beti ko khona nahi chahta tha, isliye darr aur majboori mein usne is rishte ke liye gardan haan mein hila di.


.Priya'
"Oh my god, Zorawar! You are a total mastermind. Do beton ki bali chadha di just to get the empire? That is so evil and yet so hot! Padma bechari toh bas ek 'innocent pawn' thi tumhari is badi chess game mein. Use laga tum uske hero ho, par use kya pata tha ki uska hero hi asli villain hai. Truly baby, you are a genius

Shaadi dhoom-dhaam se hui, par Zorawar ke liye woh rishta nahi, balki us shikar ka jashn tha jise woh car ke front mirror se dekh kar din-raat tadapta tha. Suhaagrat ki raat, jaise hi kamre ka darwaza band hua, Zorawar ne apna asli roop dikha diya.


Usne Padma ki seal kisi naram pati ki tarah nahi, balki ek darinde ki tarah todi. Zorawar ko kuch sujhh hi nahi raha tha, woh Padma ko kisi patni ki tarah izzat dene ke bajaye ek randi ki tarah chod raha tha. Usne toh ye tak bhula diya ki uska jigri yaar Harish abhi jail mein sad raha hai; woh toh bas khane-peene aur Padma ki chudai mein mast rehta.

Padma, jo Motilal ki nazon se pali rajkumari thi, har raat takiye ko daanton se chabati aur dard se tadapti. Zorawar ka woh 10 inch ka lund jab uski masoom deh mein utarta, toh uski saansein ukhadne lagti. Woh lund, jisne bade-bade kothe ki randiyon ki halat bigad di thi, ab Padma ki naram chut ki jaan nikaal raha tha.



Motilal roz subah jab apni beti ko dekhta, toh uska kaleja phat jata. Padma ka chehra din-ba-din utarta ja raha tha, uski aankhon ke niche kale ghere saaf bata rahe the ki raat bhar uske saath tabad tobad chudai hoti hai. Motilal ko apni galti ka ehsaas ho chuka tha—usne apni beti ki hifazat ke liye ek aise janwar ko gale baandh diya tha jo use hi kacha chaba raha tha.

Jis ghar mein kabhi sharab aur non-veg ka naam-o-nishan nahi tha, ab wahan dining table par haddiyan aur botalien padi rehti. Zorawar bina kisi sharm ke wahan baith kar ashleel harkatein karta. Apne samrajya ko yun tabaah hote aur beti ko lut-te dekh kar Motilal ko ek gehra sadma laga, aur bechare ko lakwa (paralysis) maar gaya. Woh ab sirf ek zinda laash bankar reh gaya tha.

Priya'
Priya ne Zorawar ki chest par apni ungliyan ghumayi aur bade hi sexy aur wicked lehje mein boli:
"Oh my god, Zorawar! You are a total beast! Matlab aapne us 'innocent princess' ko itna rough treat kiya? I can’t believe it! Bechari Padma... kahaan woh palace mein rehne wali aur kahaan aapka woh giant monster cock! It sounds so brutal yet hot. Aur Motilal? Poor guy, use toh 'guilt' ne hi maar dala hoga. Aapne toh uska poora empire aur beti, dono ko ek saath conquer kar liya. Truly baby, you are the real king of this game

Motilal ko lakhwa maarne ke baad Zorawar ke raste ka aakhri kanta bhi saaf ho gaya tha. Ab ghar mein usse sawal karne wala koi nahi bacha. Zorawar ne Padma ko ek patni nahi, balki ek shikar ki tarah poori tarah chus liya tha. Uska wo kamsin aur komal jism, jo kabhi gulab ki tarah khilta tha, ab Zorawar ke bhari-bharkam lund ke thapedon aur uski darindagi se peela pad chuka tha. Padma ki wo raunak ab bimar aur murjhayi hui surat mein badal gayi thi; wo aksar bister se lagi rehti, maano uske bhitar jeene ki tamanna hi khatam ho gayi ho.


Zorawar ne iska poora fayda uthaya. Usne dhere-dhere saari property ke papers par Padma aur Motilal ke sign karwa liye aur poora empire apne naam kar liya. Par Zorawar itne se rukne wala nahi tha. Usne Premnagar ke MLA se dosti kar li aur uski chatra-chhaya mein Motilal ke shareef karobar ko apne drugs aur sharab ke kale dhandhe ke saath mix kar diya. Ab pure shehar mein Motilal ka naam sirf ek parda tha, jiske piche Zorawar ka mafia raj chal raha tha.


Priya'
Priya ne Zorawar ki thuddi ko thoda sahraya aur ek gehri, nashili muskurahat ke saath boli:
"Oh my god, baby! You are literally a 'vampire'! Aapne toh Padma ka poora jism aur Motilal ka poora 'legacy' hi chus liya. It’s so 'dark' and yet so 'fascinating'. Ek innochent ladki ko bimar aur lachar bana dena... and then taking over everything with the MLA's help? You really played a 'grand master' move, Zorawar. I mean, look at you now—is pure shehar ke 'undisputed king' ho aap

Zorawar ne apni cigar ka aakhri dhuan ek lambe kash ke saath Priya ke chehre par chhoda. Aaj 10 saal beet chuke the aur Zorawar ka ye kala karobar itna phail gaya tha ki India toh kya, international levels par bhi uska network mazboot ho chuka tha.


Zorawar ki flashback sunte-sunte Priya ne apna dhyan uski bahen garam karne par laga diya. Priya Pragati Girls College mein English Professor thi. Jab wo apne ghar se door is shehar mein naukri karne aayi, toh Zorawar ki teekhi nazrein us par jam gayi. Priya ki sagai pehle hi ho chuki thi, lekin wo apne pairon par khada hona chahti thi. Use samajh aa gaya tha ki Zorawar se achha backup support use koi nahi de sakta

Zorawar har hafta college aata tha. Bahar se toh ye lagta ki wo koi bada maseeha hai jo donations de raha hai, par asliyat mein wo wahan ladkiyon ka tadne aata tha. Uski nazahein un ladkiyon ko dhoondti jo dikhne mein sundar hon

Jo ladki use ek baar pasand aa jati, Zorawar uska poora background check karwata. Wo dekhta ki kiske ghar mein garibi hai ya kaun emotionally weak hai. Phir shuru hota uska financial support ka khel. Paisa phenk kar aur thoda sahara dekar wo unhe apne jaal mein phansa leta aur phir unke saath khub gulcharre udata.

College ki kayi ladkiyan aisi thi jo bahar se toh normal dikhti thi, par andar se Zorawar ne unki kamsin chut ka bhosda bana diya tha. Wo apni chut ki halat aur apni gaand kisi ko nahi bata pati thi.

Priya ne Zorawar ki chhati par apna sar rakhte hue bade hi soft lehje mein kaha:
Priya: "Baby... aaj mujhe realise ho raha hai ki tum kitne bade mastermind ho. Kya chess ka khel khela hai tumne! Padma se lekar is pure empire tak... everything is just perfect. But baby, please... mujhe bhi Padma ki tarah mat bhool jana, main tumhare bina nahi reh sakti."
Zorawar ne ek thandi hansi haste hue Priya ki thuddi upar uthayi.


Priya ke hontho zorawer ke hontho se chu gaye
Zorawar: "Tu toh mera sabse khaas mohra hai, rani. Achha ye bata, us Sikha ka kya hua? Maine tujhse bola tha na ki wo mujhe bister mein chahiye.

Priya ne thoda muh banaya aur nakhre se boli:
Priya: "Baby, wo ladki bahut stubborn hai. Maine tumhara proposal baar-baar uske samne rakha, but wo maan hi nahi rahi. Wo district topper hai na, toh thodi zyada hi sensible banti hai. Aise asani se nahi maanegi wo."

Zorawer ne Priya ki kamar ko zor se bhicha.aur apne hontho ko uske hontho se mila liya

Zorawar: "Use jaldi mana... teri chut bhi ab dhili pad rahi hai. Mujhe ab tight chut chahiye. Jab tak lund andar jate waqt fase nahi, tab tak maza hi nahi aata."

Priya ne thoda sharmate aur shikayat karte hue kaha:
Priya: "Baby... meri pussy loose bhi toh tumne hi ki hai na! Aur mera fiance bhi hai, pata hai na tumhe? Mujhe toh darr lagta hai ki jab wo apni choti si luli mere andar dalega aur use pata chal gaya toh? I'll be in so much trouble!"
Zorawar zor se thahaka maarke hasne laga.


Zorawar: "Tu toh natak karne mein expert hai. Jab wo andar dale toh zor se chillana aur behosh hone ka drama kar dena. Wo bechara yahi samjhega ki maal ek dam kadak aur sahi hai."

Priya ne ek nakli gusse ke saath apni nazuk mutthi Zorawar ke kandhe par maari.
Priya: "Baby... tum bhi na! Bahut wicked ho!”


Subah ki suhani dhoop mein Vinu terrace par khadi suraj ko jal arpan kar rahi thi. Bheege baalon mein toliya lapete wo bilkul kisi pari jaisi nirmal lag rahi thi. Usne niche dekha, uski mummy Sushila kisi aurat se baat kar rahi thi aur Nita jhadu lagane mein busy thi. Mauka milte hi Vinu ne Prabhat ko call ghuma diya.



Prabhat us waqt godown mein safai kar raha tha, phone bajte hi usne turant uthaya.

Vinu: "Good morning! Have a good day!"

Prabhat: "Kaisa good day? Subah-subah achhe kapde pehan kar aaya tha aur seth ne yahan safai par laga diya. Saara din kharab ho gaya mera."

Vinu: (Haste hue) "Hihihi... tum na apne akdu boss ko chodo aur suno, main kal aa rahi hoon. Haan, tumhare liye chocolate lekar aaungi."

Prabhat: "Main chocolate nahi khata. Tumhe toh chocolate kitni pasand hai, phir mujhe kyun de rahi ho?"

Vinu: (Thoda sharmate hue) "Hamein jo cheez sabse zyada pasand hai, use apne pasandida shakhs ko do toh kitna achha lagta hai na..."

Prabhat: "Sun na Vinu, tum kal shop par mat aana. Kya pata mera boss tujhe dekh kar mujhe daant de, phir mujhe bilkul achha nahi lagega."

Vinu: "Tum tension mat lo, main chocolate paas wale compounder ko de dungi, tum us se le lena."

Prabhat: "Tu na ek din mujhe marwayegi sach mein!"

Vinu: "Ye darpok billi! Itna darr mat."

Prabhat: "Main nahi darta, okay? Tumhari fatti hai. Aisa hai toh chalo mere saath, main chutti le lunga, phir mast ghumte hain."
Usi waqt niche se Nita chillayi, "Vinu didi! Niche aao jaldi!"



Vinu: "Prabhat main rakhti hoon, Nita bula rahi hai."

Prabhat: "Sun na, ruk jaa..."

Vinu ne phone cut kiya, par phir se call lagaya aur sirf itna boli, "Darpok... hihihi!" aur dobara phone kaat kar niche bhagi.

Niche ka mahaul bilkul badla hua tha. Ek aurat Sushila ko bhala-bura bol rahi thi aur bechari Sushila hath jod kar maafi maang rahi thi. Wo Birju ki biwi thi, jo subah-subah jhagda karne pahunchi thi.

Birju ki Biwi: "Tum apne kameene pati ko samjhati kyun nahi? Khud toh kuch kamata nahi hai aur doosron ke pet par laat marta hai

Sushila chupchap khadi Birju ki biwi ki baatein sun rahi thi. Uske paas koi jawab tha hi nahi. Aakhir kya kahe? Aise sharabi pati ki wajah se uski puri zindagi ek tamasha bankar reh gayi
thi
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Har dusre din koi na koi darwaze par khada hokar galiyan de jata tha, aur Sushila bas nazrein jhuka kar sehti rehti.

Lekin Sushila ke darr ki wajah sirf ye roz-roz ke jhagde nahi the. Uski asli chinta toh uski betiyan thi. Betiyan badi ho rahi thi—sirf umar mein nahi, balki unka jism aur unki khoobsurati ab gaon bhar ki nazron mein khatakne lagi thi.

Gaon ka riwaj bhi bada sakht tha; beti 18 saal ki hui nahi ki sabke pet mein dard hone lagta ki kab iske hath peele honge. Aur Vinu toh ab 22 saal ki ho gayi thi. Is umar tak gaon ke log beti ko ghar mein bithana gunaah samajhte the. Har koi peeth piche baatein karta tha ki Sushila apni beti ko kab tak kunwari rakhegi.


Do saal pehle jab Sikha ne Pragati College mein admission liya tha, tab pehli hi nazar mein Zorawar use dekh kar hakka-bakka reh gaya tha. Uska roop hi aisa tha ki Zorawar jaisa darinda bhi thithak gaya. Tabhi se Priya har roz Sikha ke kaan bharti hai aur use Zorawar se milne ke liye uksati rehti hai.


Sikha District Topper thi, dimaag ki tez aur usoolon ki pakki. Uske maa-baap ka saaya bachpan mein hi sar se uth gaya tha, isliye wo shehar mein apne chacha ke paas rehti thi, jinki Premnagar mein ek chhoti si chai ki dukan thi.

Sikha ka figure uske college dress mein bhi itna killer lagta tha ki dekhne wale ki saansein atak jayein. Uske honth gulab ki pankudiyon jaise soft aur mulayam the
Sikha jab apni college ki shirt pehenkar nikalti, toh uske seene par uski gol chuchiyan ek dam kas kar ubharti thin. Wo golayi itni perfect thi ki dekhne wale ki nazar wahi thahar jaye. Uske upar se uske kaale, ghane aur lambe baal jab uski peeth par lahrate, toh kisi ko bhi apna deewana banane ke liye kaafi the.




Sikha college ke liye bilkul taiyaar thi, par aaj uske dimaag mein darr betha huaa tha Aaj uske result ka din tha. Pichle saal do subjects mein uski back aa gayi thi, aur wahi purana darr use andar hi andar kha raha tha.

Usi waqt, wahan Priya ki chamchamati car rukti hai. Priya ne jaise hi car ki khidki se bahar dekha, college ke saare launde use ghoorne lage. Priya ne ghin se muh banaya aur apne mann mein budbudayi.

Priya: "Kaisi dirt hai yahan! Meri life mein do sabse gandi cheezein hain—ek toh ye Premnagar ki ye sadi hui dukanein, aur dusre Zorawar ke wo paan se lathpath honth, jinhe roz kiss karna padta hai. So disgusting!"


Tabhi Sikha ke kaka ki nazar Priya par padi. Priya ne bahut hi sweet bankar hath hilaya aur kaha ki Sikha ko bhej dijiye, main bhi college hi ja rahi hoon. Priya roz Sikha ko lene aati thi, par Sikha har baar koi na koi bahana banakar use taal deti thi.


Kaka: "Sikha beti, dekh teri Madam aayi hain. Wo tera kitni fiker karti hain aur ek tu hai jo roz unhe aise hi bhej deti hai."

Sikha, Priya ko car mein dekh kar thoda thithak gayi. Uske mann mein ek ajeeb si ghabrahat thi.

Sikha: "Madam, aap jaiye... main aa jaungi."

Kaka: "Nahi beta, chali jao. Roz kuch na kuch bahana bana deti ho tum."

Sikha: "Par baba..."

Kaka: "Bas! Teri ek baat nahi sununga aaj. Tera result aane wala hai, ja unke saath."

Kaka ne bina sune Sikha ka hath pakda aur use car ke andar bitha diya. Jaise hi darwaza lock hua, Kaka ne hath jodkar Priya ko namaste kiya.

Priya ne car ki raftaar thodi dheemi ki aur ek gehri saans li, jaise wo kisi bahut badi museebat ke baare mein soch rahi ho. Sikha khamosh baithi bahar dekh rahi thi, par uski ungliyan lagatar apne bag ke strap ko marod rahi thin—result ki ghabrahat saaf dikh rahi thi.
Priya ne tirchi nazar se use dekha


Priya: "Sikha, aaj tumhara result hai na? I hope sab theek ho... par tumhe pata hai na, pichle saal ki do backs aur is saal ka ye performance kharab huaa to, college board bahut strict ho gaya hai."

Sikha ne ghabra kar Priya ki taraf dekha, "Kya matlab, Ma'am?"


Priya: "Look baby, main tumhari professor hoon isliye tumhe warn kar rahi hoon. Agar aaj tumhara result waisa nahi aaya jaisa board chahta hai, toh wo tumhe rusticate bhi kar sakte hain. Itna bura downfall... socho tumhare kaka par kya beetegi jab unhe pata chalega ki unki laadli beti fail ho gayi hai?"


Priya: "Poore Premnagar mein tumhare chacha ki izzat mitti mein mil jayegi. Log kahenge ki topper beti ne shehar aakar padhai nahi, kuch aur hi kiya hai. It will be a total disaster for your


Sikha: (Ghabrate hue) "Par Ma'am, is baar maine exam bahut achha likha hai. Mujhe poora yakeen hai ki result achha hi aayega."

Priya: "Wohi overconfidence, Sikha! Pichle saal bhi tumne yahi kaha tha, aur phir kya hua? Do subjects mein back! Tumhe pata hai, is college ne tumhe admission isliye diya tha kyunki tumhare purane percentage achhe the. Humein laga tha tum college ka naam roshan karogi, par tumne toh humein disappoint kar diya."



Sikha ki aankhon mein nami tairne lagi, wo toot-te hue boli, "Ma'am, main koshish toh kar rahi hoon... par pata nahi mere marks kaise kam aa gaye. Maine ghar jaakar saare exam papers phir se check kiye the, mere hisaab se 100 mein se 98 marks ban rahe the."



Priya: "Par aaye kitne? Sirf 24! Sikha, tum likhti kuch aur ho aur ghar jaakar sochti kuch aur ho. Reality se bhago mat, baby."


Priya: "Aaj tumhara result hi decide karega ki tumhari aage ki life kaisi hogi. Agar result kharab gaya, toh college tumse in do saalon ki poori fees vasool karega. Tumhe pata hai na ye Premnagar ka sabse expensive college hai? Itni fees hai ki tumhare kaka agar apni 10 dukanien bhi bech dein, tab bhi bhar nahi payenge. Tumhare chacha raste par aa jayenge, Sikha. Socho, kya beetegi unpar?”

 

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Car college ke gate par rukti hai. Sikha ke dil ki dhadkan tezi se badh rahi thi. Jaise hi usne car ka darwaza khol kar utarne ki koshish ki, Priya ne uska hath tham liya



Priya: "Sikha... baby, meri baat dhyan se suno. Zorawar tumhe dil se pyar karta hai. Is poore college mein itni ladkiyan hain, par uski nazar sirf tum par thahari hai.


Sikha ki aankhon mein nami tairne lagi, wo toot-te hue boli, "Ma'am, main koshish toh kar rahi hoon... par pata nahi mere marks kaise kam aa gaye. Maine ghar jaakar saare exam papers phir se check kiye the, mere hisaab se 100 mein se 98 marks ban rahe the."



Priya: "Par aaye kitne? Sirf 24! Sikha, tum likhti kuch aur ho aur ghar jaakar sochti kuch aur ho. Reality se bhago mat, baby."


Priya: "Aaj tumhara result hi decide karega ki tumhari aage ki life kaisi hogi. Agar result kharab gaya, toh college tumse in do saalon ki poori fees vasool karega. Tumhe pata hai na ye Premnagar ka sabse expensive college hai? Itni fees hai ki tumhare kaka agar apni 10 dukanien bhi bech dein, tab bhi bhar nahi payenge. Tumhare chacha raste par aa jayenge, Sikha. Socho, kya beetegi
unpar?”

Ab aage....

Ye tumhari life badalne ka ek golden opportunity hai. Use bas tumhare saath thoda quality time spend karna hai. Main toh bas tumhe ek option de rahi hoon, baki tumhari marzi. Par haan, agar result achha nahi raha... toh ek baar thande dimaag se soch lena ki tumhare paas aur rasta kya hai."





Sikha ke muh se ek shabd nahi nikla. Uske liye ye faisla bahut bada tha. Usne Zorawar ko door se kayi baar dekha tha collage me uske poster—wo itna bhayanak aur darawna dikhta tha ki Sikha ki himmat hi nahi hoti thi ki wo use theek se dekh bhi paaye. Uska lamba-chauda jism, ...

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Priya apne figure ki numaish karte hue aur apne kulhe matkati huee college ke corridor mein chali gayi. Uski baaton ne Sikha ke dimaag mein jo darr bithaya tha, usne Sikha ki puri tarah fati padi thi.


College ka campus sunsan tha kyunki digital zamane mein sab online result dekh rahe the, par bechari Sikha ke paas toh wahi purana button wala phone tha. Notice board ke paas 6-7 ladkiyan aur khadi thin, shayad unke paas bhi phone Sikha jaise hi the.


Jaise hi Sikha board ke paas pahunchi, wahan khadi ladkiyon ne use aise ghoora jaise wo koi ajooba ho. Sikha ghabrahat mein apne bag ke strap ko masalne lagi, uska dil seene se bahar aane ko tha.



Pehli Ladki: (Hanste hue) "Arre Sikha! Tera roll number toh list mein hai hi nahi. Dekho toh sahi, hamari 'School Topper' madam college mein aakar Back Bencher ban gayi! Hihihihi..."



Doosri Ladki: "Sahi kaha! Jab ye pehle din aayi thi toh sab kaise iske peeche bhagte the... 'Topper aayi hai, iske paas baitho, dosti karo'. Ab dekho iska haal!"



Teesri Ladki: "Arre isne toh neeche se bhi top nahi kiya! Zyada aasmaan mein nahi udna chahiye tha Sikha, ab zameen par gir kar kaisa lag raha hai?"



Chauthi Ladki: "Mujhe toh ab sukoon mila. Exam hall mein jab main isse thoda copy karne ko bolti thi, toh kaise nakhre dikhati thi. Achha hua maine copy nahi kiya, warna mera bhi iske jaisa bura haal ho jata!"




Sikha ki aankhon ke samne andhera chane laga. Board par uski nakami saaf dikh rahi thi aur in ladkiyon ke taane uske kaanon mein hathode ki tarah baj rahe the


Sikha: (Mann hi mann mein) "Maine itna achha exam likha tha... phir ye sab kaise ho sakta hai? Zaroor marks mein kuch gadbad hai. Jo ladkiyan poore saal study nahi karti thin, unka bhi 2nd year clear ho gaya, par mera nahi? Ye kese ho sakta he



Sikha: "Priya Ma'am se poochu? Par unse kya baat karu... wo toh wahi kahegi jo car mein bola tha unhone. Wohi Zorawar sir. Chiiii.... nahi nahi! Mujhe ye sab nahi karna. Main Principal sir se baat karke dekhti hoon, shayad wo meri koi madad kar sakein."





Sikha ne apne aansu ponche aur himmat jutakar Principal ke office ki taraf kadam badhaye. Use lag raha tha ki shayad koi technical error hua hai



Sikha kaampte kadmon se Principal Giridhari ke cabin mein dakhil hui. Use laga tha ki shayad yahan use helf mil jayegi par Giridhari toh pehle se hi Zorawar ke talve chatta he


Sikha: "May I come in, sir?"


Giridhari: (Bina sar uthaye) "Yes, coming. Aao Sikha... result dekha apna?"



Sikha: "Haan sir... but mujhe pata hai maine exam bahut achhe se likha tha. Mujhe apne papers recheck karwane hain. Zaroor koi galti hui hai."



Giridhari ne apni kursi piche ki aur ek gehri saans li


Giridhari: "Haan, wo sab toh theek hai Sikha. Uske liye tum application de do. Par us se pehle apni college fees jama karwa do. Ye lo fees ka form."





Sikha ke hosh udd gaye. Usne haklate hue kaha, "But sir... fees toh scholarship se bhar jayegi na?"



Giridhari: (Sarkti hui awaz mein) "Scholarship se to tab bharti jab tum top karti, ya kam se kam criteria cross karti. Tum toh fail ho gayi ho Sikha! Ab tum natak karne aur fees se bachne ke liye copy recheck karwane ki baat kar rahi ho? Ye sab bahane yahan nahi chalenge."




Sikha: "Aisa nahi hai sir! Maine exam bahut achhe se likha tha, mere saare answers sahi the. Mujhe poora bharosa hai."



Giridhari: "Dekho Sikha, mujhe kuch nahi pata. Bahar peon baitha hai, us se application form le lo. Agle 15 din baad copy recheck ho jayegi. Aur rahi baat fees ki, toh main tumhari itni help kar sakta hoon ki do installments mein jama karwa dena. Frist perso agli next week verna mujhe strict decision lene padege Ab tum ja sakti ho



Giridhari ne apni kutte jaisi jeebh bahar nikali aur ek ghinoni muskurahat ke saath Zorawar ka number ghuma diya. Wo jaanta tha ki Sikha aaj bhi utni hi brilliant hai jitni wo pehle din thi,


Giridhari: "Bhaiyaji, namaste!"
Zorawar: (Bhari awaz mein) "Bol Giridhari... bhabhiji kaisi hain?"


Giridhari: "Bahut badiya bhaiyaji! Aapke liye ek bahut badi khushkhabri hai."


Zorawar: "Kyu? Naya maal aaya hai kya koi college mein?"


Giridhari: "Bhaiyaji, ye sab aapka hi toh hai. Bas ek baar hukum karo, do-char ko bhej deta hoon. Aapki massage wagera kar dengi, thoda aap bhi unke saath khel lena."


Zorawar: "Abe char ko kya karna hai? ek hi kafi hai?"

Giridhari: (Haste hue) "Bhaiyaji, ek ladki kahan aapka jhel payegi? Bechari toot-phoot jayegi!"

Zorawar: "Abe maderchod! Baatein tu achhi bana leta hai, kaam bhi kar diya kar kabhi."


Giridhari: "Kaam sab ok hai. Sikha thodi mayoos toh hui hai, bechari ro rahi thi ki itni fees kahan se degi. Ab wo aapka hi darwaza khatkhatane wali hai."


Zorawar: (Gusse mein) "Abe kutte! Ye bolte hue tujhe do saal ho gaye. Do saal pehle Sikha 20 saal ki thi, us time chodta toh aur maza aata. Ab wo 22 ki ho gayi hai. Umar ke saath jawani bhi kisi kaam ki nahi rehti, samjha chutiye?"


Giridhari: "Bhaiyaji, abhi 20 ki ho ya 22 ki, hai toh ek dam kadak aur fresh. 22 se 23 nahi hogi ye waada raha aapse!"


Zorawar: "Agar ho gayi 23 ki, toh tera lund kaat kar college ke bahar taang dunga, samjha maderchod!"

Zorawar ne gusse mein phone cut kar diya.
Vinu ne aaj khud ko prabhat ke liye thoda khaas taiyaar kiya tha. Uski nevy blue anarkali pahni thi uske jism par ek dam sahi baithi thi—upar se fitting itni ki uske boobs saaf jhalak rahe the, aur niche se thoda gher wali. Uski white leggings ne uski bhari hui jaanghon aur gaand ko bilkul chipka liya tha, jisse uska figure aur bhi zyada nikhar kar aa raha tha. Honthon par wo halki si red lipstick uske masoom chehre par ek ajeeb si kashish paida kar rahi thi.



Madhupur se Premnagar tak ka Safar
Kadi dhoop mein Vinu ka gora rang chamak raha tha. Usne neela scarf (scarf) bandha hua tha taaki dhoop se bach sake. Riksha mein baithte waqt uski koshish yahi thi ki Swati ko shak na ho. Jab wo apne purane school ke paas se guzri, toh un purani yaadon ne uske chehre par ek pyaari si muskurahat la di.


Vinu ne tezi se dukaan par jaakar Prabhat ko wo chocolate ka dabba thama diya. Prabhat ka haal bura tha, uski dhadkanein tez thi aur paseena chhoot raha tha.vinu ko bahut time baad dekha tha


Vinu: "Ye lo chocolate... tumhare liye."
Prabhat: "Sun, itni saari nahi... bas ek de de, baaki meri taraf se tu hi kha lena."


Vinu ne jaise hi apna scarf hataya aur wo red lipstick wale honthon se muskurayi, Prabhat ka toh jaise dil hi baith gaya. Wo itni sundar lag rahi thi ki Prabhat ki nazar hi nahi hat rahi thi. Par Swati ke dar se Vinu ko turant nikalna pada.



Vinu ne apni files toh le li thin, par uska mann abhi bhi wahi peeche Uska dil baar-baar keh raha tha ki ek baar phir se Prabhat ki dukan ki taraf chali jaye, uski ek jhalak aur dekh le. Par uske sar par Swati thi


Vinu jaanti thi ki agar wo dubara us prabhat shop par gayi, toh Swati ko doubt hone mein der nahi lagegi. Aur agar ghar ki kisi aurat ko zara bhi bhanak lag gayi, toh Madhupur mein uski aur Prabhat ki baat aag ki tarah phail jayegi. Apni dosti aur Prabhat ko kisi trouble mein nahi daalna chahti thi, isliye usne apne dil par patthar rakh liya.



Shaam ke 4 baj rahe the, dhoop ab thodi halki ho chuki thi par tapish abhi bhi baaki thi. Vinu ne bhari mann se wahi riksha stand se riksha pakda aur Madhupur ke liye nikal padi.







Sikha ke liye aaj ka din kisi kaale sapne se kam nahi tha. Pichle saal jab do subjects mein back aayi thi, tabhi use poore college ke saamne sharminda hona pada tha. Par is baar toh kismat ne jaise uska gala hi ghont diya




Ghar pahunchte hi usne kisi se koi baat nahi ki. Uska mann itna bhari aur jism itna thaka hua tha ki wo seedha apne bistar par dher ho gayi. Gehri neend mein shayad wo apna dukh bhoolna chahti thi, par jab shaam ko uski aankh khuli, toh sar dard se phat raha tha.


Wohi saari baatein, Priya Madam ki baatein, Giridhari ki dhamki, aur wo fees .. sab uske dimaag mein kisi chakravyuah ki tarah ghoomne lage.



Ghar mein pehle hi ek-ek paise ki tangi thi. Chacha din-raat pasina baha kar us chai ki dukan se do waqt ki roti ka jugaad karte the. Aise mein 10 lakh ki fees ki baat batana matlab chacha ko jeete jee maar dena tha


Sikha ke kaka ki poori duniya us chhoti si chai ki dukan ke gird ghoomti thi. Dukan ke thik piche ek chota sa hall aur ek chota kamra attached tha, jise unhone badi mushkil se rehne layak banaya tha. Unki zindagi bahut hi sadgi mein beet rahi thi—mahine ka koi khaas kharch tha nahi, bas kaka ki thodi bahut dawaiyon ka kharcha nikal jata aur baki ke bache hue peso se ghar ka ration aur gujara chalta tha.



Kaka apna har din us bhatti ke samne sirf is umeed mein nikaal dete the ki unki beti, unki Sikha, ek din bahut badi afsar banegi. Unki aankhon mein Sikha ki kamyabi hi unka sabse bada sarmaya tha. Unhe lagta tha ki unki beti ki padhai hi ek din unhe is garibi aur chhoti si dukan se bahar nikalegi. Poore Premnagar mein wo garv se kehte the ki unki beti topper hai, aur wahi unke budhape ka ekmatra sahara aur umeed ki kiran thi.



Sikha us chhote se andhere kamre mein leti hui chhat ko ghoor rahi thi. Bahar se bartanon ke takrane ki awaz aa rahi ki kaka dukan badha rahe hain. Use har aahat par darr lag raha tha ki kahin kaka andar aakar usse uske result ke baare mein na pooch lein, kyunki wo janti thi ki unki ekmatra umeed ab mitti mein mil chuki hai.



Kaka: (Sikha ke sar par hath pherte hue) "Beta Sikha, aaj parinaam kaisa aaya? Mujhe toh poora yakeen hai ki tera poora college tujh par naaz karta hoga."



Sikha ne ek gehri saans li aur apne aansuon ko andar dabate hue wo kaha jo usne aaj tak kabhi nahi kiya tha—usne pahli baar apne kaka ko juth bola



Sikha: "Haan Kaka! Mera result bahut achha aaya. Priya Ma'am ne toh meri itni tareef ki ki mat pucho. Meri saari friends ne mujhe gale laga kar itna pyar aur respect di ki main bata nahi sakti. Principal sir ne toh mujhe itni baar congratulations bola ki meri aankhein bhar aayin!"



Kaka ka chehra khushi se khil utha, par Sikha yahi nahi ruki.


Sikha: "Aur sabse badi baat Kaka... college ke Trustee sir ne toh mujhe abhi se job offer kar di hai! Unhone to principal sir ko phone ker ke kaha ki unhe me bahut achi lagi



Sikha ke Kaka ye sunkar phoole nahi sama rahe the. Unhe laga unke saalon ka sangharsh safal ho gaya


Premnagar ki chahal-pahal se 5 km door, ek aisi duniya basi thi jaha sirf Zorawar ki hukumat chalti thi. Uska 100 acre mein phela hua farmhouse kisi kile se kam nahi tha, par uski sundarta ke peeche ek bhayanak sach chhupa tha.



Zorawar ka ye farmhouse bahar se dekhne mein ek jannat jaisa lagta tha. Baahar ki side badi-badi jhaadiyan aur rangeen phool lagaye gaye the taaki kisi ko shak na ho, par farmhouse ke andar afeem aur gaanje ki kheti hoti thi. Ye Zorawar ke kaale karobaar ka sabse bada adda tha.




House ke baher hamesha uske 30-40 adhmi rahte the jo zorawer ke ek ishare per jaan dene ko tyar the



Bina Zorawar ki ijazat ke wahan parinda bhi par nahi maar sakta tha. Security itni tight thi ki kisi bhi bahari aadmi ko andar aane ki ijazat nahi thi.



Zorawar sirf ek businessman nahi, balki kayi mafia gangs ka sarghana tha. Murder aur kidnapping uske liye roz ka kaam tha.



Farmhouse ke thik beech mein ek shandaar aur aalishan 3-floor ka house tha


Ground Floor Yahan sirf high-profile meetings aur clients ke liye jagah thi. Saara business deal yahi hota tha.





Zorawar ke farmhouse ka wo dusra maala (second floor) kisi mahal jaisa toh dikhta tha, par uski deewaron ke ander zorawer ki aiyyashi ka thikana tha . Wahan ka mahaul itna thanda tha ki bahar ki garmi ka ehsaas bhi nahi hota


5-AC lage hone ki wajah se wahan ka atmosphere hamesha thanda rehta tha. Sound system itna solid tha ki jab usme song bajte to kisi party type mood ban jata


Kamre ke beechon-beech 10 by 10 feet ka ek behad mulayam gadda tha. Lekin us se bhi zyada khatarnak wo ajeeb-o-gareeb tables the, jinhe Zorawar ne ladkiyon ko alag-alag angles mein istemal karne ke liye khas taur par banwaya tha.



Ek kone mein wine ka poora corridor tha, jahan duniya ki sabse mehngi sharab ki bottles saji thi. Samne 90-inch ki LED TV par blue movie romentic videos dekhta tha.



Third flore per ek bada Swingpool tha koi Swingpool niche banata he per zorawer ne uper chuna tha waha ki hawa Swingpool ka dhanda pani jaha se uske farmhouse pura coverup ho jata tha

Us waqt Zorawar sofe par dheet bankar baitha tha. Kaanch ke table par Drugs Powder ki chaar safed linein kheenchi hui thin. Usne 500 ka note gol kiya, thoda jhuka, aur ek zordaar saans ke saath ek-ek karke saari linein apni naak ke zariye andar kheenchi.




Nashe ki wo tez lehar jaise hi uske dimaag tak pahunchi, usne apna sar jhatka aur apne hath se maathe ko zor-zor se mara taaki nasha poore sharir mein phail jaye. Jab usne apni aankhein kholi, toh wo khoon ki tarah laal ho chuki thin.


Zorawer-uuuuuuoooo….maderchod….is baar ka maal solid bana he……

Usne apni do ungliyan apne honthon par rakhi aur munh mein bhari hui paan ki pichkari poore zor se dustbin ki taraf de maari. Paan ka laal rang thoda dustbin mein gira aur baaki uski chin (thodi) par behne laga,




Ladkhadate kadmon se, nashe mein dhoot Zorawar bathroom ki taraf badha. Wahan ka nazaara bilkul alag tha—Priya pehle se hi bathtub mein naha rahi thi,



Jaise hi Zorawar ladkhadata hua bathtub ke paas pahuncha, Priya ki nazar uske chehre par padi.



Priya ko Zorawar ki har aadat pasand thi, par uske paan wale honthon se use sakht nafrat thi. Use us laal rang aur uski boo se gheen aati thi. Is baar toh hadd hi ho gayi thi—Zorawar ke honth poori tarah paan se lathpath the aur uski chin se wo laal raal tapak rahi thi.


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Zorawer ki aadhi aankhe khuli aadhi band use pata hi nahi wo kis halat me he



Priya ne apni aankhein sekodi aur chehre par ek shikan late hue use dekha. Use pata tha ki is waqt Zorawar ko tokna khatarnak ho sakta hai, par wo gheen use andar hi andar bechain kar rahi thi.



Zorawar sirf underwear mein bathtub mein utar jata hai aur ghutno ke bal baith kar Priya ko apne se sata leta hai. Priya ko achhe se pata tha ki Zorawar ab use kiss karega.




Priya: "Baby... let's take a shower first, phir sukoon se bed par chalte hain na."








Zorawar ne Priya ka aage ka sentence poora hone bhi nahi diya aur apne paan se bheege hue honthon ko Priya ke brown shiny honthon par jod diya. Zorawar ke mazboot hathon ne Priya ki kamar ko itna zor se dabocha hua tha ki uske munh se thook hawa mein chhootne laga. Zorawar ne hothon ka shikanja aur tight kar liya, jaise wo use wahin pee jana chahta ho.


Priya ki nangi peeth par uske hath aur kaste gaye. Priya ke hothon ko cheerte hue Zorawar ki paan wali zubaan uske munh ke andar jaa ghusi. Dono ke naak aapas mein pichak gaye aur Zorawar dhadam se Priya ke upar gir gaya.
Priya bathtub ke paani mein, aur paani bathtub ke baahar!



Dono ki body ko bathtub ke paani ne apne andar chhupa liya. Kareeb 10 second ke hold ke baad jab dono baahar aaye, toh Priya ne apne ek hath se munh ka paani saaf kiya aur zor-zor se saansein lene lagi, uska seena upar-niche ho raha tha.



Priya: "Are you crazy Zorawar? Tum toh ek din mujhe maar hi daloge... I can't breathe, jaan nikalne wali thi meri!"



Zorawar ne phir use apni taraf kheencha aur bina kuch kahe use godi mein utha kar shower ke neeche le gaya.


Shower ka thanda paani Priya aur Zorawar ke badan se sabun utaar raha tha. Zorawar, Priya ki gaand par thappad maare ja raha tha aur uske hothon ko poori shiddat se choosne mein laga tha.




Kareeb 10 minute tak Zorawar ne Priya ke hothon ko choos kar use itna garam kar diya ki Priya ab khud ko rok nahi payi. Wo uchhal kar Zorawar ke upar chadh gayi aur apni dono taangon ko uski kamar par tika diya. Usne apne munh mein Zorawar ke hothon ko poori tarah andar le liya.



Priya: "Aahhh... baby you are so intense! Lagta hai mera piss nikal jayega, I can feel the vibrations in my pussy... oohhh baby... I’m losing control!"


Zorawar ne Priya ki bra strip ko uske kandhe se neeche utaar diya aur bade pyar se uski ek mulayam bhari hui chuchi ko apne munh mein daboch liya. Priya ka shareer jhatke lene laga.



Priya: "Baby I can't wait... please... fuck me quickly... aaaauuuchhh... ummmmm... aauuuchhhh... slowly baby... your mouth... oh you fucking bastard... aahhhh...!”


Zorawar ki body strength waqai solid thi, Priya ka weight uske liye kuch bhi nahi tha. Priya abhi apna aapa poori tarah kho chuki thi. Zorawar ne Priya ke mote boobs ko chus-chus kar bilkul laal kar diya tha.



Zorawar ne bina ruke bra ke hukk ko piche se ek jhatke mein khol diya aur dusre boobs ko bhi apne munh mein bhar liya. Priya ki siskariyan ab maze ke sath ek ajeeb se dard bhare excitement mein badal chuki thi.


Priya: "Baby... don't bite! It hurts... dard ho raha hai uuuhhhhh....aaaauuuuuccchhhhh...eeeeeuuuuuu...eeeuuuu...miyonnn....miyoon....!"


Priya itni garam ho chuki thi ki apni chut ko Zorawar ke sakht pet par ragadne lagi. Wo zor-zor se chilla kar siskariyan le rahi thi, uska jism Zorawar ki pakad mein machal raha tha. Zorawar ki jeebh aur daanton ne boobs ke nipples ko nichod kar poora chus liya tha, unhe bilkul sakht kar diya tha.



Priya ne junoon mein Zorawar ke baal pakad kar uske face ko apne boobs se hataya aur apne chuse hue sujay hue honthon ko Zorawar ke honthon se dobara jod diya. Dono ek-dusre se lipti hui halat mein shower se baahar aaye. Paani ki boondein dono ke nange badan se tapak rahi thin. Zorawar use uthakar seedha bed par patak deta hai.



Priya ab sirf ek multicolour panty mein thi. Jhatke se girne ki wajah se Priya mulayam bed mein poori tarah dhas gayi. Uski taangein farsh ko chhoo rahi thin, jabki uska jism bed par pada haanp raha tha. Zorawar ne ek hi jhatke mein Priya ki panty hatayi aur uski taangon ko poora phaila kar apna munh uski chut par tika diya.



Priya ki dono mutthiyan bedsheet ko pakad kar band ho gayi. Jaise hi Zorawar ne use chaatna start kiya, Priya ke badan mein ek zor-dar vibration hone laga. Uska nasha itna badh gaya ki uski aankhon ke dore upar chale gaye. Zorawar ab use bahut hi gande aur wild tareeke se chaat raha tha.


Priya: "Uuuuhhhh....aaaaaa.....miyoon....miyoon ..... I am your cat... miyoon ......uuuuuhhhh.....miyoon.....eeeuuuuu....miyooon.......eeeeeuuuuuuu.....aaaaaaaaa......... Fuck baby... aaauuuuuu....!”




Zorawar ne chut ko poora chus kar geela kar diya tha, Priya ko samajh aa gaya tha ki ab uski pyaas bujhane ke liye Zorawar apna lund andar dalega.


Priya: "Baby... please oil laga lo, warna ye hard dick bahut hurt karega... it's too big baby!"


Jab tak Zorawar ne apni underwear nikali, Priya ek kutiya ki tarah reng kar bed ke kone se apni beauty cream nikal layi. Wo phir se Zorawar ki taraf apni gaand karke ghodi ban gayi. Zorawar ka khambe jaisa sakht lund uski chut ke muhane par tik gaya tha.



Zorawar is waqt full nashe mein tha, uski aadhi aankhein khuli thi aur aadhi band. Priya abhi chut par cream laga hi rahi thi ki us maderchod Zorawar ne sabra nahi kiya aur ek dandanata hua shot maara, sidha 3 inch lund chut mein pel diya.



Ek toh Zorawar ka lund itna mota tha, upar se chut abhi utni geeli nahi hui thi ki itna bada jhatka jhel sake.


Priya: "Oooihhhhh motherfucker......aaaaaa.......bastard.....thoda ruk nahi sakta tha?....aaaaaa....mamy....!"


Priya ko laga jaise uski pasliyan hi andar se toot gayi hon, aisi cheekh nikal padi uski. Par Zorawar par toh nasha sawaar tha, usne ek aur dandanata shot maara aur aadha lund andar ghused diya. Priya ne dard aur maze ke mare apne nakhun bedsheet mein dhasa diye aur apne daanton se chadar ko khinch kar faadne lagi.



Zorawar ko ab aur kuch na sujhi, usne Priya ki kamar ko dono hathon se mazbooti se pakda aur ek ke baad ek powerfull shots maarta gaya. Poore kamre mein unke jismon ke takrane ki 'thap-thap' ki awaz goonjne lagi



Zorawar ki takat ab Priya par bhari pad rahi thi, par us dard mein bhi Priya ko ek alag hi nasha mil raha tha. Wo har shot ke sath apni kamar ko adjust karti aur Zorawar ke us mote lund ko aur gehrai tak lene ki koshish karne lagi.



Priya: "Miyoon... miyoon... aaaaauuu... fuck... fuck... fuck me Zorawar!... miyon.. miyon...!"


Zorawar ab poori takat se shot maarne laga tha. Uska 8-inch lund Priya ki chut mein ja kar ruk raha tha, par abhi bhi 2 inch baaki tha jiski jagah banti nazar nahi aa rahi thi. Zorawar ne gusse mein use seedha kiya aur uski ek taang khinch kar zabardasti uski gardan ke piche daal di.



Priya ab ek aisi position mein phans gayi thi jahan uska jism poori tarah tan chuka tha.
Uski ek taang farsh par thi aur doosri gardan ke piche, jis wajah se uski chut full stretch ho gayi.


Mauka pate hi Priya ne wo cream chut aur lund par ragad di. Zorawar ne ek aisa angle banaya ki jab usne dobara shot maara, toh lund sidha Priya ki kisi pasli ko chhuta hua uski bacchedani (cervix) tak ja bhida.



Priya ki ek dardnak cheekh nikli, usne Zorawar ke kandhe par chhatpata kar tamache maarna shuru kar diye. Par Zorawar ne apne dono hathon ki mutthi bed par tika kar, usi angle mein use lagatar thokna jaari rakha.



Priya: "Baby wrong way... it's paining! So much hurt in my pussy!... Please bahar nikalo... aaaaaa... Mamy!"



Lekin thodi der baad Priya ka jism us dard ka bhi aadi ho gaya aur wo naye angle mein set ho gayi.



Priya: "Miyooon... miyoon... aaaaa... fast baby I am coming!... aaaaa... fuck... bhooo... bhooo... miyoon...!"


Priya ab bili ke sath-sath kutiya ki tarah 'bhooo-bhooo' ki awazein bhi nikalne lagi thi. Zorawar ab poore josh mein tha, usne agle 20 second mein kareeb 100 shots itni tezi se maare ki Priya ki taangein uski gardan se chhoot gayi. Wo apni chut ko apne hi hath se ragadne lagi aur uska jism buri tarah kaanpne laga.


Priya: "Aaaauuuuuuu........ oooooo.... miiiiiyyyyyoooonnnn....... oooooo....... FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK..... it's so hard!"





Zorawar ki takat ke aage Priya ab ek bejan gudiya jaisi ban chuki thi. Priya ki dono taangein farsh ko chhoo rahi thin aur Zorawar ne bina reham khaye apna lund phir se uski chut mein pel diya. Is baar Priya ke munh se cheekh nahi nikli, wo bas khamoshi se apne hathon se apne boobs ko dheere-dheere daba rahi thi, jaise wo khud ko is dard se distract karne ki koshish kar rahi ho.


Zorawar ab phir se tez shots maarne laga. Uska mota lund ab Priya ki chut mein poora andar-baahar ho raha tha. Priya ne apni badi-badi aankhein kholi aur us lund ko dekha jo kisi machine ki tarah uski chut ko kuchal raha tha.



Jab usne Zorawar ka proposal accept kiya tha, toh usne socha tha ki Zorawar ka dick chhota hoga aur uska mangetar (fiancé) kabhi jaan nahi payega. Par aaj jis tarah Zorawar ne apne khambe jaise mote lund se uski chut ki tightness khatam kar di thi, use samajh aa gaya ki ab uska bachna mushkil hai.


Usne socha: 'Aaj nahi toh kal, jab mera mangetar mujhse sex karega, toh use turant pata chal jayega ki meri chut ab bhosda ban chuki hai.'



Ye sochte hi Priya ne apni hi chut se aankhein pher li. Ek gehri guilt wali feeling uske dil mein utar gayi aur uski aankhon se aansu tapak kar bed par girne lage. Par Zorawar ko in aansuon se koi matlab nahi tha use to pata hi nahi tha nashe me uske shot itne jorr se pad rahe the priya ke boobs gol chakker me gum rahe the wo bas tezi se dhakke maare ja raha tha. Har dhakke ke saath Priya ka jism hilta aur uske aansu bedsheet mein jazb hote jate.




Zorawar ab alag-alag angles azma raha tha:
Kabhi ek taang kandhe par lekar chudayi karta, aur jab thakan hoti toh dusri taang bhi kandhe par chadha leta.




Wo apni bhari-bharkam tommy (pet) ko Priya ki navel par ragadta aur uske hothon ko chus kar thoda rest leta, phir dubara bhookhe bhediye ki tarah uski chut par toot padta.



Ab Zorawar bhi thak chuka tha. Usne apna poora wazan Priya ki nazuk body par daal diya. Usne Priya ke hothon ko apne munh mein bhara aur aakhri baar lund ko chut ki gehraai mein utarne laga. Priya ab siskariyan lena band kar chuki thi, uska jism sunn pad gaya tha.


Kareeb ek ghanta Zorawar ne use apne niche ragad-ragad kar choda aur uske hothon ko buri tarah chabaya. Aakhirkaar, Zorawar ke lund se cum ki dhara baahar aayi. Usne apna saara garma-garam cum Priya
ki chut ke andar udeel diya.



Zorawar haanpte hue Priya ke upar hi dher ho gaya

 

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Priya bed se ladkhadate hue uthi aur shower lekar khud ko saaf kiya. Usne ek safed towel apne badan par lapeta aur seedha wardrobe ki taraf gayi. Wahan se sharab ki botal nikali, ek larze bada wala pack banaya aur sofe par baith kar cigarette ke kash lagate hue drink karne lagi.


Uska jism abhi bhi thaka hua tha, Jaise hi usne apna phone on kiya, screen 14 missed calls se bhari hui thi.


Priya: "Yaar, Sikha ke 14 missed calls! Agar pehle pata hota toh Zorawar ko itni der tak sex nahi karne deti. Mujhe jaldi se is ladki ko Zorawar ki bahon mein daalna hi padega... main is mard ko aur akele nahi jhel sakti. Abhi raat ho gayi hai, call karu ya nahi?"


Phir usne socha ki bechari tension mein hogi, neend kahan aayi hogi. Usne call back kiya aur Sikha ne pehli hi bell par phone utha liya, jaise wo phone par hi baithi thi.




Priya: "Haan baby, kya hua? Itne saare missed calls... main toh so rahi thi."


Sikha: "Ma'am... wo result achha nahi gaya. Is baar toh back bhi nahi hai ki main clear kar doon... main fail hi ho gayi hoon! Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha ye kaise ho sakta hai... main kya karungi Ma'am?"


Priya ne apna per dusre perr per rakha


Priya: "Baby, subah baat karte hain na... please... abhi main bahut thaki hui hoon."


Sikha: "Ma'am... suniye toh Ma'am...!"



Priya ne bina poori baat sune phone cut kar diya. Usne phone silent par dala aur ek ke baad ek do-char larze pack lagaye. Jab nasha sar par chadh gaya, toh wo ladkhadati hui gayi aur Zorawar ke paas hi bed par so gayi.


Premnagar ki subah thodi alag thi. Vijay table par baitha chai ki chuskiyan le raha tha,Uska apni biwi Sushila se mann bhar chuka tha,


kyunki uske hisaab se ab Sushila ki chut dheli pad chuki thi aur usme wo pehle jaisa mazaa nahi raha tha.


Vijay ke paas do khet the, jinhe usne Kundan naam ke ek vishwaspatra aadmi ko dihadi par diya hua tha.


Pehla Khet: Madhupur mein enter karte hi highway ke paas tha.


Doosra Khet: Madhupur ke andar se 1 km door talab ke paas tha.


Kundan ne dono kheton ki dekh-rekh ke liye wahan ek-ek jhopadi bana rakhi thi. Kundan khud talab wale khet par rehta tha, jabki uski biwi Meena aur beti Shalu highway wale khet ki rakhwali karti thin. Fasal ka chautha hissa Kundan ko milta tha, baaki Vijay ka hota tha.



Wo seedha apni bike uthakar highway wale khet par pahunch gaya. Use achhe se pata tha ki ye wahi waqt hai jab Meena apni beti Shalu ko Kundan ka tiffin dene ke liye talab wale khet par bhejti hai.





Vijay khet ke bahar apni bike khadi karta hai aur mitti ki med par sambhal-sambhal kar chalte hue jhopadi tak pahunch jata hai, taaki uske joote kharab na hon. Meena bahar baithi chane ke sukhe podhon se beej alag karne mein mashgool thi


Jhopadi ke andar Shalu tiffin pack kar rahi thi. 25 saal ki Shalu ka badan poora gadhraya hua tha. Uski jawani uske boobs ki golayi aur motayi se saaf jhalak rahi thi. Tiffin pack karne ke baad wo jhopadi ke bahar jhadu lagane nikli.


Bina bra ke uske mote boobs kurti ke andar latakte hue har harakat par bahar fudak rahe the. Vijay ki tharki nazrein wahi gad gayi thin,



wo bina palkein jhapkaye uske jism ko taade ja raha tha. Shalu ko bhi ehsaas ho gaya tha ki Vijay ki neeyat kya hai.




Shalu ne thoda sharma kar ek hath apne boobs par rakha taaki unhe chhupa sake aur jhadu lagane lagi, par Vijay ne apni nazrein wahan se nahi hatayi. Tabhi Meena ki nazar us par padi.


Meena: "Aaiye Vijay babu! Is baar chane ki kheti bahut achhi hui hai, mandi mein bech aaye kya?"


Vijay: "Abhi kahan Meena... mandi mein abhi bhav nahi hai. Jab achhe daam milenge tab bech denge."


Vijay ne jhooth bola. Usne toh chane kab ke bech diye the aur un paison ko byaaj par kisi aur ko de bhi diya tha.


Meena: "Vijay babu, paison ki bahut tangi chal rahi hai. Abhi toh jeb mein bas 200-300 rupaye hi hain. Agar 1-2 hazaar mil jate toh mahina sukoon se nikal jata."



Vijay ne mauka dekha aur Shalu ki taraf dekhkar ek shararat bhari aankh maari. Shalu ne turant apna munh pher liya,


Vijay: "Main abhi talab wale khet hi ja raha hoon, Kundan ko paise de dunga. Mere paas abhi 1300 rupaye hain, wahi dekar uske signature karva lunga."




Meena: "Vijay babu, aap talab wale khet ja hi rahe hain toh Shalu ko bhi apni fatfatiya par chhod dena. Bechari Kundan ko tiffin dene jayegi, paidal chalkar jayegi toh dopahar ho jayegi."



Vijay ke dil mein toh jaise laddoo phoot gaye.

Vijay: "Are Meena, ye bhi koi poochne ki baat hai? Chal Shalu, baith piche, tujhe khet par chhod deta hoon."


Shalu thoda hichkichayi, par maa ke kehne par wo tiffin lekar bike ki taraf badhi.


Vijay ne bike start ki aur halke se side mirrors ko adjust kiya. Usne mirrors ka angle aisa rakha ki use rasta kam aur piche baithi Shalu ka chehra saaf dikhe


Jeb se Vimal nikali, usme tambaku ka jarda milakar munh mein bhara bike start ker dono nikal gaye


Highway par bike dhimi raftaar mein thi, taaki Vijay ko baat karne ka poora mauka mile. Usne bina kisi sharam ke seedha mudde ki baat shuru ki.



Vijay: "Shalu, tu bra nahi pehenti kya? Teri chuchiyan itni badi hain ki kurti ke bahar aa jati hain. Bra pehen-ni chahiye, usse chuchiyan naram rehti hain aur sahi aakar mein rehti hain."



Shalu ka chehra sharam aur ghabrahat se laal ho gaya. Usne kabhi nahi socha tha ki Vijay kaka, jo uske baap ki umar ke hain, aisi gandi baat karenge. Wo nazrein jhukaye khamosh rahi.



Vijay: "Kya bol raha hoon sun rahi hai na? Bra kyun nahi pehenti tu?"



Shalu: "Wo... kaka... mere paas hai nahi..."



Vijay: (Makkari se hanste hue) "Chaddi bhi nahi pehni hogi phir toh? Aise nahi karte Shalu. Tu abhi kunwari hai, kal ko tera pati kya sochega? Teri chuchiyan itni badi ho gayi hain, zaroor kisi ne bahut dabayi hongi, tabhi toh itni phool gayi hain."




Shalu ko bahut ganda mehsoos ho raha tha. Uska dil kar raha tha ki bike se kood jaye, par wo majboor thi. Tabhi Vijay ne achanak zor se break maare.





Jhatke ki wajah se Shalu poori tarah Vijay ke upar gir padi. Uski bina bra wali naram chuchiyan Vijay ki peeth par buri tarah dhas gayin aur uski chut Vijay ki gaand se takrayi. Shalu ekdum se piche hui, par tab tak Vijay ka kaam ho chuka tha—uski pant mein uska lund tan gaya tha.




Vijay: "Shalu, teri chuchiyan toh bahut naram hain... peeth par lage toh aise laga jaise makhan chipak gaya ho. Tere maa-baap teri jawani aise hi barbaad kar rahe hain. Wo toh bas tujhse gadhon ki tarah kaam nikal rahe hain, unhe teri jawani ki koi fikar nahi



Highway sunsan tha aur bike ki raftaar dhimi. Vijay ne ek hath se handle sambhala aur dusra hath dhere se piche le gaya. Usne apni hatheli Shalu ki naram aur bhari hui jaangh par rakhi.
Shalu ekdum se saham gayi. Usne jhatke se Vijay ka hath hatane ki koshish ki.



Shalu: "Ye kya kar rahe ho kaka? Chhodo... koi dekh lega!"



Vijay ne bike ko thoda lehraya, jaise uska balance bigad raha ho, aur dobara apna hath piche le jakar Shalu ki pazame ke upar se hi uski jaanghon ko dabane laga. Uska hath dhere-dhere upar ki taraf sarakne laga


Vijay ne bike ki raftaar dhimi rakhi thi taaki wo Shalu ke jism ki garmi ko har mod par mehsoos kar sake. Uska ek hath handle par tha aur doosra hath piche le jakar Shalu ki janghon ko payzame ke upar se hi bade besharam andaaz mein sahla raha tha.


Vijay ne dhere se apna sir piche kiya, uske munh se gutkhe ki tez badbu nikal rahi thi jo sidha Shalu ke chehre par lagi.


Vijay: "Shalu, tere baap ne tere liye kahin ladka-wadka dekha hai ke nahi? Aisa na ho ki kisi bevde ke sath tujhe bandh de aur teri ye jawani aese hi suni rah jaye


Shalu ne koi jawab nahi diya, uska sir jhuka hua tha par Vijay ki ungliyon ka uski janghon par chalna use andar hi andar bechain kar raha tha.



Vijay: "Boli nahi tu... dekha hai ya nahi?"


Shalu: (Dabi awaz mein) "Nahi kaka..."


Vijay ne mauka dekhte hi ek dum se zor se break maara. Bike ne ek jhatka khaya aur Shalu poori tarah Vijay ke upar gir padi. Bina bra ke uske mote boobs Vijay ki sakht peeth par itni zor se dhase ki Vijay ke munh se siskari nikal gayi.



Vijay: "Aaahhhh... Shalu! Tu roz aise hi tiffin dene mere sath aaya kar. Teri ye naram chuchiyan peeth par kisi garam lohe ki tarah lagti hain, poora badan pighal jata hai mera


Priya ne ek baar phir Sikha ka phone uthana band kar diya tha. Sikha ki halat ab dekhne layak thi—ghabrahat aur anxiety ke mare uska jee machalne laga tha, haath-pair thande pad rahe the.


Sikha:"Priya Ma'am phir phone nahi utha rahi hain... Oh God, ab main kya karoon? Mujhe kal hi unse dhang se baat kar leni chahiye thi. Wo sahi kehti hain, main bahut over-confident hoon. Agar main Principal sir ko call karoon toh? Shayad do-teen din ka waqt mil jaye..."



Sikha abhi darr ke mare kaanp hi rahi thi ki tabhi uske Kaka ki dukan ke bahar ek chamchamati hui car aakar ruki.


Ye Priya thi. Priya ne car ka shisha niche kiya aur Kaka ko awaz di. Kaka doudte hue, chehre par badi si muskan liye priya ke paas pahunche.


Kaka: "Memsaab Namaste! Sikha kal se bas aapki hi tareef kar rahi thi. Mujhe toh abhi tak yakeen nahi ho raha ki meri bachi poore college mein first aayi hai. Sab aapki kripa hai!"
Priya ne jab ye suna toh wo mann hi mann muskura uthi:


"Oho, toh ye manjhara hai! Sikha ne toh ghar par jhooth bol kar poori ulti kheer paka rakhi hai. Chalo achha hai, jhooth bolne ki aadat daal li hai isne... abhi toh isse bahut se jhooth bolne padenge."



Priya: "Kaka, main aaj shopping ke liye ja rahi hoon. Socha Sikha saath hogi toh pasand achhi hogi. Agar aap ijazat dein toh ise le jaun?"



Kaka: "Memsaab, ye bhi koi poochne ki baat hai? Aapka hath Sikha ke sar par hai, toh mujhe kisi baat ki fikar hi nahi hai! Beta Sikha... jaldi aa, priya madam aayi hain!"



Sikha ne jaise hi Priya ko dekha, wo apni saari chinta ek pal ke liye bhool gayi. Use laga jaise uska farishta use lene aaya hai. Wo bhagi hui aayi aur bina der kiye car mein lapak kar baith gayi.


Kaka: "Beta, madam ki madad karna unko bazar se kharidi kerni he, thoda ghoom-phir bhi lena!"






Priya: "Baby, ab main aa gayi hoon na? Tum chinta chhodo. Maine sab kuch soch liya hai, tumhari problem chutkiyon mein solve ho jayegi. Pehle ye pani piyo aur thoda relax karo."



Sikha ne thartharate hathon se bottle li aur do ghoot pani piya.
Priya: "Maine tumhe kitni baar samjhaya tha ki apne future ke liye aware raho, par tum toh over-confident hokar ghoom rahi thi. Meri ek baat nahi suni! Ab jab itni badi problem khadi ho gayi hai, toh obviously anxiety toh hogi hi."




Priya: "Baby, ab meri baat dhyaan se suno. Maine Dean sir se baat ki hai. Wo Principal sir se keh denge aur tumhe ab fees ke liye koi force nahi karega. Par Sikha, Dean sir bahut bade aadmi hain... Premnagar ke sabse rich aur strong personality. Unka naam hai Zorawar."





Priya: "Dean sir ka business international hai. Unhe roz badi-badi meetings handle karni hoti hain, par problem ye hai ki unki English utni achhi nahi hai. Pehle unki ek secretary thi jo sab professional aur personal kaam dekh leti thi, par uske father ki death ho gayi toh wo chali gayi. Dean sir mujhe roz kehte hain ki unke liye koi aisi secretary dekhoon jo smart ho aur unke sath har waqt reh sake."



Sikha: "Ma'am, main ye job kar loongi! Abhi waise bhi vacations hain. Par kya Dean sir sach mein meri fees ki baat principal sir se kar denge? Bas mujhe wahi darr hai."




Priya: "Fees toh bahut chhoti cheez hai Sikha! Wo tumhe Premnagar mein ek alag ghar denge, tumhare saare expensive kharche uthayenge. Tumhe ek card denge jisse tum jab chahe jo chahe kharid sakti ho. Salary itni hogi ki tum soch bhi nahi sakti. Tumhari life perfect ho jayegi... BUT..."


Sikha: "Par kya Priya Ma'am? Ye job mujhe mil jayegi na?"


Priya: "Mil jayegi, par baby... tumhe Dean sir ke personal kaam bhi karne padenge. Jaise unhe meeting ke liye taiyar karna, unhe massage dena, unki beard shave karna... aur sabse important baat, jab foreign clients aayenge, toh tumhe unke paas aise baithna hoga jaise tum unki Girlfriend ho. Foreigner clients sirf status dekh kar deal sign karte hain,



Priya ne dashboard se ek Credit Card uthaya aur Sikha ki taraf badha diya.


Priya: "Ye lo baby... aaj hum dono dher saari shopping karenge. Jo dil aaye kharid lena."
Sikha ne ghabrate hue card ko pakda, usne apni zindagi mein pehle kabhi credit card hath mein nahi liya tha.



Sikha: "Ma'am... ye toh aapka card hai, main kaise isse shopping kar sakti hoon? Ye sahi nahi hoga."



Priya: (Haste hue) "Arre budhu, ye mera nahi, Dean sir ka card hai. Unhone hi mujhe diya hai kharch karne ke liye."



Sikha: "Ma'am... kya aap bhi Dean sir ki secretary ho?"


Priya: "Hahaha! Nahi meri jaan, main secretary nahi hoon."


Sikha: "Phir unhone aapko ye card kyun diya?"
Priya ne car thodi dhimi ki aur Sikha ki taraf dekha


Priya: "Pehle promise karo ki tum ye baat kisi se nahi kahogi... college mein kisi ko pata nahi chalna chahiye."



Sikha: "Promise Ma'am... pakka wala promise!"
Priya: "Main Dean sir ki real wali girlfriend hoon... hihihihi!"



Sikha ke hoth khule ke khule reh gaye. Use yakeen hi nahi ho raha tha ki uski itni stylish aur beautiful Priya Ma'am us bhayanak dikhne wale dean sir ki girlfriend ho sakti hain.


Sikha: "Ma'am... ye kaise ho sakta hai? I mean... seriously?"


Priya: "Kyun baby? Kya main achhi nahi dikhti?"


Sikha: "Ma'am, aap toh bahut zyaada pretty ho, par Dean sir? Unhe dekha hai aapne? Mujhe toh unke face se hi darr lagta hai, jaise purani filmon ka koi khatarnak villain ho! Aur umar mein bhi wo aapse kitne bade dikhte hain... wo ekdum kaale hain aur aap..."


Sikha ki har baat Priya ke kaleje mein teer ki tarah lag rahi thi. Priya ko andar hi andar itni beizzati mehsoos ho rahi thi ki wo bayan nahi kar sakti thi. Use pata tha ki Zorawar ek gira huaa inshan hai jiske paas koi aurat dekhna bhi pasand nahi karti, aur wahi Zorawar uske jism ke har hisse ko apne gande munh se ghanton tak chat-ta aur nichodta rehta hai.


Priya: "Bas... bas baby! Main apne 'Janu' ki aisi baatein aur nahi sun sakti. Tum abhi choti ho, tumhe nahi pata ki pyar mein face nahi dekha jata... Love is blind, baby!"


Priya ne car ek bahut bade shopping mall ke bahar roki.

Priya ne bade rob ke saath car se kadam rakha. Jaise hi dono andar dakhil hui,

showroom ka Manager bhagta hua aaya aur jhuk kar unka swagat kiya.

Manager: "Welcome, Priya Ma’am!

"Humein iske liye kuch aise clothes chahiye jo classy ho, par 'thode sexy' ye bilkul naye avatar mein dikhni chahiye."


Manager priya aur sikha ko luxury escort ki taraf le gaya jaha ki dresses dekh sikha ke hosh ud gaye isme se koi bhi dress 1 lakh ke niche nahi thi

Priya sab collection se ek black bycone silky febric wala dress sikha ki taraf kerti he sikha ise try karo

Sikha use laker sidha trial room me gayi usne pahle price dekhi 1.45 lakh use to shock lag gaya

Jab Sikha ne ye dress pehni, toh trial room ka aaina jaise chamak utha. Ye dress uske jism par kisi doosri chamdi ki tarah chipak gayi thi.




Wo dress ka uperi posture pura khula tha sholder se laker aadhe boobs usme dikh rahe the niche se muskil se uski gaand dhak rahi thi par fitting itni zyada tight thi ki Sikha ke gore boobs ka ubhaar aur uski patli kamar ka curve ek-ek inch saaf jhalak raha tha.


Sikha ko saans lene mein thodi dikkat ho rahi thi. Knee-length hone ki wajah se ye niche se toh decent thi, par har ek kadam par uski jaanghon ki banawat saaf dikh rahi thi.

"Sikha, black tumhare upar suit ker raha he kal meeting me yehi pahna.


Phir priya ne sacand dress sikha ko di Dark Green Short Top & White Skirt


Ye combo pehan kar Sikha thodi 'playful' lag rahi thi

Dark green top silk ka tha, jo thoda loose tha par uski Nickline visible thi . White skirt ekdam choti thi jo uski gori, lambi jaanghon ko poora display kar rahi thi.


White aur Green ka contrast uske gore rang ko aur bhi zyada nikaar raha tha.


"Ye look bahut fresh hai. Professional bhi aur thoda attractive bhi he . Isme tumhari tangein bahut khoobsurat lag rahi hain."ye tum sacand day pahna baby



Itne me priya ne third dress sikha ko thamayi The Golden Short Dress

Ye wo dress thi jise dekh kar Sikha ke hosh udd gaye. Ye kafi bold thi.


Iske shoulder poori tarah nange (off-shoulder) the. Dress ka upar ka hissa Sikha ke boobs ke ubhaar ko mushkil se sambhale hue tha. Ye itni short thi ki ghutno se kafi upar, uski jaanghon ke beech tak pahunch rahi thi.


Golden colour sikha ki skin par ek ajeeb si chamak paida kar raha tha. Jab wo mirror ke samne khadi hui, toh use khud yakeen nahi hua ki wo itni sexy bhi lag sakti he



Sikha: "Ma'am, ye toh bahut zyada choti hai... aur upar se bhi sab dikh raha hai."


Priya: "Sikha, ye sirf party aur khaas maukon ke liye hai. Kabhi-kabhi Sir ko impress karne ke liye itna toh banta hai na? Tum bahut 'Classy' lag rahi ho.”




Priya ne car start ki aur use ek high-end luxury beauty parlour ki taraf mod diya. Car ke AC ki thandak mein Sikha abhi bhi un kapdon ke baare mein soch kar ghabra rahi thi jo abhi-abhi unhone kharide the.


Priya: "Baby, ab hum parlour ja rahe hain. Aaj tumhare hair set karenge aur body se saare extra hair nikal denge. Kal subah 8 baje tumhe Kaka ki shop se car pickup karne aayegi.


Tumhe seedha isi salon mein aana hai. Saari dresses hum yahi rakhenge. Kal subah main yahi milungi, phir hum dono saath mein farmhouse chalenge."



Priya: "Baby, tum in dresses mein comfortable toh feel karogi na?"



Sikha: "Ma'am... dresses kuch zyada hi chhote nahi hain? Wo gold wala... aapne uski visibility dekhi? Meri skin bhi usmein se saaf dikh rahi thi. Aur wo grey top white skirt mem per pure dikh rahe the Ma'am, aise kapdon mein toh main trial room mein bhi comfortable nahi thi, Dean sir ke saamne pehenne mein mujhe bahut ajeeb lag raha hai."



Priya ne halke se muskura kar Sikha ka hath thama.

Priya: "Dekho baby, ghabrao mat. Week mein mushkil se ek ya do aisi international meetings hoti hain, bas us waqt tumhe wo black wali dress pehenni hai. Baaki waqt hum dress mein thoda adjustment kar lenge, main hoon na."




Priya: "Main tumhe aise kapde isliye suggest kar rahi hoon taaki tum apne darr par kaabu paa sako. Dean sir ka ek hi usool hai—'First impression is the last impression'. Wo pehli mulaqat mein hi judge kar lenge ki tum is job ke liye kitni confident aur free-flowing ho. Agar tum wahan thodi bhi nervous dikhi, toh unhe turant pata chal jayega aur tum ye mauka kho dogi."


Sikha"Thik hai Ma'am... main try karungi."


Priya: (Thoda sakhti se) "Try nahi Sikha, apna best dena hai! Aur ab tum in chhoti-chhoti baaton par complaint karna band karo. Ye life ka part hai. Agar tumhe sach mein aage badhna hai aur apne halaat badalne hain, toh tumhe apne har darr ka saamna karna padega. Samjhi?"


Sikha: "Ji Ma'am, main samajh gayi.”


Priya ne car park ki aur Sikha ko lekar us luxury parlour ke andar dakhil hui, ye zorawer ka hi parlour tha yeha ki manager namarta priya ki achi dosti ban gayi he priya roz yeha aati e ghanto namrata se baat kerti he

Namrata ek professiona mekup artist he uske kahi clints actress bhi he zorawer ka namrata per bhi dil aaya huaa he usne bahut baar proposal bhi bheje per namrata ne her baar zorawer ko mana hi Kiya


Priya ne reception par jaate hi wahan namrata ko ishara kiya.


Priya: "Namrata , ye meri friend hai. Isse kal ek bahut badi international meeting attend karni hai. Iska poora huliya badal do. Head-to-toe makeover chahiye—waxing, facial, hair spa, aur haan... iski eyebrows aur lashes ko ekdum sharp look dena."


Namrata ne Sikha ko upar se niche tak dekha aur muskura kar kaha, "Don't worry priya, jab ye yahan se bahar nikalegi toh koi pehchan nahi payega."




Sikha ko ek private room mein le jaya gaya. Usse uske purane kapde utarwa kar ek patla sa silk robe pehnaya gaya. Sikha ka dil zoron se dhadak raha tha jab Namarata ne do assistant ladkiyon ko bula kar kaam shuru kiya.



Sabse pehle Sikha ki waxing shuru hui. Uske hathon, nangi taangon aur peeth se ek-ek baal saaf kiya gaya. Jab garm wax uski gori chamdi par lagta aur jhatke se baal nikalte, toh Sikha ki aankhein band ho jati thin. Par jab kaam khatam hua, toh usne apni taangon ko chhua—wo kisi makhan ki tarah naram aur chamakdar ho chuki thin.




Sikha ke lambe, sadharan baalon ko Namarata ne ek naya 'Layered Cut' diya. Baalon ko deep conditioning di gayi jisse unme ek ajeeb si chamak aa gayi. Ab wo baal uske kandhon par kisi resham ki tarah phisal rahe the.



Uske chehre par gold facial kiya gaya. Skin itni tight aur glowing ho gayi ki uske gaal gulabi dikhne lage.



Sikha aaine mein khud ko dekh kar hairan thi. Usne kabhi nahi socha tha ki wo itni sundar dikh sakti hai. Uska chehra ab kisi heroine jaisa lag raha tha



Makeover khatam hote-hote sham dhhal chuki thi. Namarata ne Sikha ke nails par 'Deep Red' nail paint lagaya



Priya: "Chalo baby, ab main tumhe ghar chhod deti hu kal subah 8 baje...yaad he na



Priya ne Sikha ko ghar choda, jahan Kaka pehle se hi dukan ke bahar intezaar kar rahe the. Jaise hi Sikha car se utri, Kaka ki ankhein fati ki fati reh gayi. Unke samne unki sadharan si beti nahi, balki ek haseena khadi thi jiske chehre par naya noor aur baalon mein alag hi chamak thi.


Kaka: (Hairani se) "Sikha...? Beta, ye... ye tum hi ho na?"


Kaka uske badle hue roop ko dekh kar ek dum chaukh gaye the. Unhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki kuch hi ghanton mein unki beti itni kaise badal gayi.



Priya: "Arre kya dekh rahe ho Kaka? Ye Sikha hi hai. Iski kismat chamak gayi hai! Aaj hi Principal sir ne sab fix kar diya hai. Ab se Sikha padhai ke saath-saath ek bahut badi 'International Firm' mein job bhi karegi."



Kaka ke chehre par khushi ke ansu aa gaye. Unhone hath jod kar Priya ka shukriya kiya.
Kaka: "Memsaab, aapka bahut-bahut dhanyawad! Aapne meri beti par bahut bada ehsan kiya hai. Hum gareeb log toh sapne mein bhi itna nahi soch sakte the."



Priya: "Thanks kis baat ka Kaka? Ye sab maine nahi, Sikha ne kiya hai. Ye uski mehnat ka fal hai. Ek na ek din toh uski kabliyat ka result use milna hi tha, bas wo din aaj aa gaya."



Kaka ne Sikha ke sar par hath rakha aur bade garv se use niharne lage.



Kaka: "Sikha beti, aaj tu bahut sundar dikh rahi hai... bilkul Priya madam ki tarah!




Priya: "Kaka, kal Sikha ka pehla din hai aur kal hi ek bahut important meeting hai. Bina Sikha ke wo meeting fail ho jayegi. Isliye ise subah thik 8 baje bhej dena, car ise lene aa jayegi."



Kaka: "Priya madam, aapke hote hue mujhe kya chinta hogi? Ab se Sikha aapki zimmedari hai. Main toh bas ise aage badhte hue dekhna chahta hoon. Aap ise jahan bolengi, ye wahan waqt par pahunch jayegi."


Sikha ne Kaka ki ankhon mein wo garv aur bharosa dekha toh uska dil bhar aaya.


Udhar Sikha ke andar ek ajeeb sa badlav aa gaya tha. Kal tak jo ladki darr se mar rahi thi, aaj parlour se nikalne ke baad wo kisi aur hi duniya mein thi. Uski anxiety aur depression jaise dhue mein ud gaye the. Wo baar-baar mirror ke samne jati, kabhi apne silky baalon ko ungliyon se sehlati toh kabhi apne gulabi honthon ka roll banakar khud ko hi niharne lagti. Use apni khubsurti ka naya nasha chadh raha tha.




Raat ka waqt tha aur Vijay hamesha ki tarah sirf khane ke waqt ghar lauta tha. Ghar mein pehle se hi Berju wale maamle ko lekar khich-khich chal rahi thi.



Sushila (Vijay ki patni) ne himmat karke Vijay ko rokna chaha.


Sushila: "Aapne Berju ke khilaaf gawayi kyun di? Aapko pata hai na wo kaisa khatarnak aadmi hai? Aap kab parivaar ko sambhalna seekhenge? Socho, aapki in harkaton ka aapki betiyon par kya asar hoga."


Vijay ne gusse mein apni chappal utari aur Sushila ki taraf ghoora.


Vijay: "Ghar aaya nahi ke tumhare chochle shuru! Main bahar ladai karoon ya kisi ki gawayi doon, tujhe usse kya? Main tera pati hoon aur tu meri patni, apni hadd mein raha kar."


Vinu, jo ye sab dekh rahi thi, usne beech-bachav karne ki koshish ki.


Vinu: "Par papa, maa sahi keh rahi hai. Agar aapko kuch ho gaya toh hamara kya hoga? Humein kaun sambhalega?"


Vijay: "Achha! Toh aaj tum sab ne milkar mujhe gherne ki planning ki hai? Zaroor us Karan ne tum sabko bhadkaya hoga. Do paise kya kamane lag gaya, baap ko peda kerna sikha raha hai!"



Vinu ne nam aankhon se kaha, "Bhaiya ne humein kuch nahi sikhaya. Papa, aap unke paas jaakar koi naukri kyun nahi kar lete? Poori family ka bhojh Karan bhaiya utha rahe hain, aap unka sath kyun nahi dete?"





Vijay ne thali thokar se maar di aur khada ho gaya.


Vijay: "Achha! Matlab main apne hi bete ke niche naukri karoon? Taaki tum piche se gulchurre uda sako? Nahi khana mujhe ye tera khana!"


Vinu: "Papa... hum aisa nahi bol rahe hain, hum bas aapki chinta kar rahe hain."



Vijay: "Abhi samajhta hoon tumhare mann mein kya khichdi pak rahi hai. Sushila, tune in ladkiyon ko bigad diya hai. Sun lo sab... main kahin nahi jane wala. Jab tak main tum dono ke hath pile nahi ker deta tab tak main yahi rahunga aur tum par nazar rakhunga!"






Raat ke sannate mein, jab ghar ke baaki log so gaye the, Vinu ne dabe paon chat mein aakar apne friend Prabhat ko phone lagaya. Jaise hi Prabhat ne phone uthaya, Vinu ka sabr toot gaya aur wo phat-phat kar rone lagi.


Uske rone ki awaz mein itni takleef thi ki Prabhat ek pal ke liye saham gaya.


Prabhat: "Vinu! Kya hua? Tu ro kyun rahi hai? Kisi ne kuch kaha kya? Vinu, bol na..."


Vinu: "Prabhat... main thak gayi hoon. Papa... papa ne aaj phir ghar mein tamasha kiya. Maa ko sunaya, bhaiya ko gaali di... aur ab keh rahe hain ki wo kahin nahi jayenge, bas humari shadi karke humein ghar se nikal denge." Prabhat mujhe shadi nahi kerni he



Vinu ki rone ki raftar badh gayi. Wo apni saansein tak nahi sambhal pa rahi thi.


Vinu: "Tujhe pata hai Prabhat, unki aankhon mein aaj mere liye koi pyaar nahi tha. Aisa lag raha tha jaise wo humein betiyan nahi, koi bhojh samajhte hain jise jald se jald kisi ke palle baandhna hai. Wo bhaiya ke paas kaam karne ko taiyar nahi hain... unhe bas apni man-mani karni hai."



Prabhat ne gehri saans li. Wo janta tha ki Vinu ka baap Vijay kis kism ka aadhmi he


Prabhat: "Vinu, chup ho ja dekh... rone se kuch nahi hoga. Tere papa ki fitrat badalna mushkil hai. Par tu fikar mat kar, main hoon na? Karan bhaiya ko sab pata hai, wo tujhe aur Nita ko kisi galat hath mein nahi jaane denge."




Vinu: "Nahi Prabhat, tujhe nahi pata. Papa ab ghar mein hi rehte hain, har waqt hum par nazar rakhte hain. Mujhe dar lagta hai unse... wo jis tarah se dekhte hain, jaise hum unki betiyan nahi, koi dushman hon. Prabhat, agar unhone meri shadi kahin tay kar di toh main mar jaungi."





Premnagar ki subah aaj roz se thodi alag thi. College ke bahar jo students ka jamawada laga rehta tha, wo ab simat chuka tha.

Vacation shuru hote hi aadhe se zyada students apne-apne sheher laut gaye the, aur jo bache the wo aage ki padhai ke sath part-time jobs dekh rahe the


Sikha ke kaka ki dukan per ek black land rover wahan aakar ruki. Itni badi aur luxury gaadi us ilake mein kisi ne shayad hi dekhi thi.



Kaka: (Ghabrahat aur utsukta mein) "Beti... Sikha! Zara bahar aana... dekh toh, ye gaadi tere liye hi aayi hai kya? Par isme Priya madam toh dikh nahi rahi hain.”


Namrata: "Priya, maanna padega... Sikha waqayi bahut soft hai. Kal jab main uski waxing kar rahi thi, toh sach bolun, mera khud ka mood ban gaya. Uska sharir ekdum kacha hai aur boobs... oh my god, ekdum tight aur sahi golayi mein hain. Bilkul natural beauty hai wo!"



Priya: (Cigarette ka puff lete hue) "I know, right! Wahi toh uski speciality hai. Main toh bas ye soch rahi hoon ki Zorawar use dekhte hi kahin control na kho de aur us par jhapat na pade... hihihi! Bechari bahut innocent hai, wo toh Zorawar ko dekh kar hi darr jayegi."



Namrata: "Dekh na Priya, us bande ke bhi kitne maze hain. Business apne aap chal raha hai aur yahan full aiyashi! Upar se tum jaisi smart girlfriend hai uske paas— jis ladki par ungli rakh do, wo agle din uski bahon mein hoti hai."



Priya: (Ek shaitani muskurahat ke sath) "Oh please Namrata! Zorawer ne mujhse pehle tumhe approach kiya tha. Ye itna bada salon Zorawar ne hi toh tumhe gift kiya hai. Mera toh bahut baad mein scene aaya he




Namrata: "Na baba na! Wo kitna ganda dikhta hai... mujhe toh soch kar hi gheen aati hai. Tu pata nahi kaise uske sath manage karti hai? Khair, maine Zorawar ko ek baar bataya tha ki mere ghar ke paas hi ek ladki rehti hai


Kya killer looks hain uske! Kabhi-kabaar salon aati hai, par uske face par jo 'charm' hai, wo alag hi hai. Bas uski family thodi strict hai, isliye main abhi tak dhang se haath nahi saaf kar payi... par main uski firaaq mein hoon."verna zorawer mujhe teri tarah hi apni bahon me dalte derr nahi karega



Priya: "Interesting! Photo hai uska?"


Namrata: "Photo kya, uski Insta reel hai mere paas. Par dekh Priya, Zorawar ko mat dikhana, warna wo mujhe force karega ki abhi ke abhi use set kerva lo."


Namrata ne apna phone on kiya aur Priya ko ladki ki ek reel dikhayi.


Priya: "Oh. My. God! Namrata, ye toh ekdum stunning hai... kisi angel jaisi! Ye video toh Zorawar ko dikhani hi padegi. He will go crazy for her!"



Namrata: "Priya... ruko! Abhi nahi, please..."
Priya: "Arre dikhane de na... Zorawar uska jugaad chutkiyon mein kar dega. You know him, right? Wo jo thaan leta hai, wo possess karke hi rehta hai."


Namrata: "Theek hai Priya, main tujhe video bhej deti hoon, par promise kar tu abhi kuch nahi bolegi. Pehle Sikha ka chapter settle hone de."



Sikha jaise hi kamre mein dakhil hui, Priya aur Namrata ne turant apni cigarette bujha di.



Priya: "Aao baby! Tumhe ek final touch de dete hain, phir meeting ke liye nikalte hain. You look amazing!"


Sikha ne room me jaker wahi black bycone dress pahn leti he



Namrata ne Sikha ke kandhon ko dekha jo us Black Bicorn Short Dress mein bilkul nange aur gori chamak bikher rahe the.


Namrata: "Priya, iske shoulders open hain toh main thoda makeover kar deti hoon, skin thodi aur 'light' aur 'smooth' lagegi."


Priya: "Haan, aur cheeks thode red rakhna. Lips ko nude glossy hi touch dena, face par ek alag hi glow aana chahiye."


Namrata ne bade dhyan se Sikha ke honthon par lipstick lagayi aur samjhate hue boli:


Namrata: "Sikha, apne lips ko dhyan se carry karna, okay? Agar ye teeth se touch hue toh look bigad jayega. Jab baat karo toh lips ko zyada mat hilana, bas halki muskurahat banaye rakhna."


Namrata ne Sikha ko aisa look diya tha ki wo kisi badi Bollywood actress se kam nahi lag rahi thi. Uski dress itni short aur tight thi ki uske boobs ka upari hissa aadha visible tha.



Priya ne aage badhkar dress ko upar se thoda aur niche kheencha, taaki boobs ka ubhaar aur zyada show ho sake.


Priya: "Now it's perfect baby! Chalein?"


Sikha ne aaine mein khud ko dekha aur ghabrate hue apne hath se boobs chhupane ki koshish ki.


Sikha: "Ma'am... mujhe comfortable nahi lag raha hai. Bahut awkward feel ho raha hai itne chhote kapdon mein."


Priya: "Sab theek hai baby! Bas tum first time aise kapde pehen rahi ho isliye aisa lag raha hai, dhire-dhire habit ho jayegi. Don't worry."



Sikha: (Dhire se) "Okay Ma'am..."
Priya: "Chalo ab, meeting mein sirf 30 minutes bache hain. We have to rush!"


Dono car ki piche wali seat par baith gayin. Sikha itni exposed mehsoos kar rahi thi ki use car ke driver se bhi sharam aa rahi thi. Wo baar-baar apni dress uper kheenchne ki koshish kar rahi thi, par wo dress itni short thi ki uski gori jaanghein poori tarah nangi dikh rahi thin.niche khichne per boobs



Priya: "Baby, maine kal kaha tha na... thoda confidence lao! Aaj tum Sir ki 'Girlfriend' bankar meeting mein ja rahi ho. Agar tum aise nervous hogi toh kaam kaise chalega?"


Sikha: "Ma'am... kya aap mere saath andar nahi aayengi?"


Priya: "Nahi baby, main saath hi hoon par meeting tum attend karogi. Uske baad main aa jaungi. Aur haan, Zorawar sir clients ke samne thode free-flowing aur bold hain, toh unki kisi baat ka bura mat man-na aur naraz mat hona. It's all part of the deal."


Sikha: "Yes Ma'am..."


Priya: "Aur yaad rakhna, sofe par Sir ke ekdum pass baithna... ek dum close , okay?"


Sikha: "Ok Ma'am…”

Idhar zorawer Ek Nakli Deal Ki Taiyari
Farmhouse ke gardan mein, chaar-paanch log line mein gutno ke bal bethe the . Ye log dikhne mein bilkul Foreigners jaise lag rahe the aur unki English kaafi professional thi, par Zorawar ke saamne wo bheeghi billi bane hue the.



Zorawar- ek-ek karke un sabke sar par apne jooton se maar raha tha. Sher per pad rahe her jutte ke saath unke munh se dard ki aah nikal rahi thi.


Zorawar: "Kaan khol kar sun lo maderchodon! Aaj jo 'maal' yahan aane wala hai, agar kisi ne bhi use gandi nazar se dekha ya mujhe thoda sa bhi doubt hua... toh tab tak ye joote khaoge jab tak tumhari khal nahi uttar jaye. Samjhe?"




Aadmi: "Malik... hum poora dhyan rakhenge. Hum apni nazrein jhuka kar baithenge, hamari itni himmat kahan ki hum bhabhiji ki taraf aankh uthakar bhi dekhen."



Zorawar: "Aur ye kapdo ki Deal hone tak agar kisi ne bhi badtameezi ki, ya meri secretary se koi faltu sawal pucha... toh?"



Aadmi: "Sir... jaisa aapne script di hai, hum bilkul waisa hi karenge. Hum dikhayenge ki hum bahut bade International Buyers hain aur humein bas ye deal chahiye. Ek lafz bhi idhar-udhar nahi hoga."


Zorawar: "Thik hai! Ab apne ye suit saaf karo, khoon poncho aur hall mein chalo. Thodi der mein wo yahan pahunchne wali hai.

 

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Black Land Rover jaise hi farmhouse ke main gate mein dakhil hui, Sikha ki nazrein bahar ke manzar par thahar gayin. Har taraf log revolver aur lambe chaku liye ghum rahe the. Sikha ka dil baithne laga, par usne khud ko samjhaya,



"Itne bade businessman ki security ke liye ye sab toh normal hoga."


Car jab parking mein ruki, toh Sikha aur Priya dono niche utrin. Sikha ke saamne Zorawar ka wo aalishan 3-floor banglow dekha. Usne apni puri zindagi mein itna bada aur khoobsurat ghar nahi dekha tha.



Priya: "Servant! Idhar aao. Ye Sikha hai, Sir ki nayi secretary. Ise seedha meeting hall mein le jao." Phir Sikha ki taraf mudkar boli, "Sikha, thoda confidence rakho baby. Bas ye deal ok ho jaye, phir tum bahut relaxed feel karogi."



Sikha: "Ma'am... please aap bhi saath chaliye na."


Priya: "Sikha, main aa sakti hoon, par agar main hamesha saath rahi toh tum apne fear se kaise ladoge? Go ahead, you can do it!"




Naukar Sikha ko lekar meeting hall ki taraf badha. andar ka mahaul dekh kar Sikha thodi neroves ho gayi. Hall 'Foreigners' baithe the, aur beech mein Zorawar baitha tha.



Sikha ko dekhte hi Zorawar apni jagah se utha,



Zorawar: "Ohhh... my... baby! You looking great today!"


Sikha kuch samajh paati, usse pehle hi Zorawar ne lapak kar Sikha ke silky honthon par ek zordaar kiss de di. Sikha ke shahad jaise naram honth jab Zorawar ke kaale mote aur paan se bheege honthon me ek dam se pure sama Gaye ,aur ek ajeeb si chipchipahat ke saath wo alag hue.


Zorawar maderchod ko English ka 'E' bhi nahi aata tha, bas kuch gine-chune words ka ratta maar rakha tha usne.



Honthon par us achanak hamle se Sikha puri tarah sunn pad gayi. Usne sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha ki 'Secretary' ki job ka pehla din aise shuru hoga. Usse pehle ki wo hosh sambhalti, Zorawar ne apna hath uske nange kandhe par rakha aur use kheenchte hue apne saath sofe par bitha liya.



Zorawer-baby kesi ho kab se tumhara intezaar ker raha hu

Sikha-sir…wo…

Zorawer ne apne mote hontho ko khol sikha ke gaalo per kiss kiya

Zorawer-koi baat nahi…tumhe intezaar kervane ka haq he

Sikha ka nazuk shareer Zorawar ke us mote jism ke saath sat gaya,


Zorawar sofe par ek "King" ki tarah baitha tha. Uska ek hath Sikha ke nange kandhe par tika tha aur dusre hath mein wo cigar pakde hue tha.


Zorawer Sikha ko apne se ek inch bhi door nahi hone dena chahta tha.



Client (James): "Mr. Zorawar, we are impressed with your infrastructure. However, the pricing for the premium Egyptian cotton needs to be re-evaluated if we are looking at a long-term contract."


Sikha ne dhyan se suna aur bina hichkichaye Zorawar ki taraf mudi. Usne Zorawar ki aankhon mein aankhein daali


Zorawer to ek aur chumma judne wala tha per sikha ne clints ki taraf nazer gumma li


Sikha: "Sir, ye keh rahe hain ki inhein aapka setup bahut pasand aaya hai. Par ye 'Egyptian Cotton' ki prices par thoda discount chahte hain agar hum lambe samay tak contract sign karte hain toh. Inka focus long-term business par hai."




Zorawar: "Sikha, in se keh... Zorawar discount nahi deta, 'Quality' deta hai. Agar inhein sasta maal chahiye toh kahin aur jayein, par agar duniya ka sabse behtareen kapda chahiye, toh price wahi rahega jo maine bola hai. Aur haan, contract 5 saal se kam ka nahi hona chahiye."





Sikha: "Gentlemen, Mr. Zorawar is very firm on his principles. We don't compromise on quality for the sake of discounts. If you want the finest fabric in the Asian market, the price stands non-negotiable. Also, he is only interested in a minimum 5-year exclusive partnership."




Sikha ki ye 'Sharpness' dekh kar Zorawar andar hi andar hairan tha. Use laga tha ki ye ladki ghabrayegi, par wo toh bade-bade businessmen ki tarah deal handle kar rahi thi.





Zorawar: (Dhire se, serious hokar) "Bahut badiya Sikha... tu toh meri umeed se zyada smart nikli. Inse bol ki ab final papers nikaalein. Main chahta hoon ki ye deal aaj hi padma textils naam par seal ho jaye."




Sikha: "Exactly Sir, main bhi yahi soch rahi thi. Final draft taiyar hai."


Sikha ne clients ki taraf ishara kiya aur unhone ek table par rakh diya.



Zorawar: "Sikha, ise bol ki total deal ka 50 percent, yani 28 crore rupaye abhi advance chahiye... baaki maal deliver hone ke baad."



Sikha ne jab '28 crore' ka naam suna toh uske pairon tale zameen nikal gayi, itne pese bhi is dharti per he par usne khud ko sambhala aur clients ko translate kiya.


Clients ne bina kisi sawal ke deal 'Done' ki aur ek bada sa suitcase table par rakh diya.



Jaise hi wo clients wahan se gaye, Zorawar ne turant apna hath Sikha ke kandhe se hata liya aur thoda door ho gaya.



Zorawar:"Sikha... bura toh nahi laga na? Dekho, wo log international buyers hain, unhe dikhana padta hai ki hum kitne 'Modern' aur 'Open' hain. Isliye wo kiss aur tumhare paas baithna thoda zaruri tha... Sirf business tactics thi."



Sikha ne ek rahat ki saans li. Uske dimaag mein jo darr tha ki Zorawar jitna bhaddha dikhta he utna bhaddha he nahi wo ek pal mein dhul gaya. Use laga ki Sir toh bahut professional hain.



Sikha: "Nahi Sir... it's okay. Aapne meri itni help ki hai, toh itna toh main kar hi sakti hoon."



Zorawar: "Theek hai phir. Ye suitcase mere bedroom mein le jao, main thodi der mein wahi milta hoon... kuch important papers discuss karne hain."



Sikha ne suitcase uthane ki koshish ki, par 28 crore ka wazan us nazuk ladki se hila tak nahi ja raha tha. Itne mein Priya kamre mein dakhil hui aur bina kisi sharam ke Zorawar se lipat gayi, uske gale mein bahein daal kar use kiss karne lagi.



Zorawar:"Kya kar rahi ho Priya? Sikha ko toh jaane do...."


Sikha suitcase se jujhti hui tirchi nazron se ye sab dekh rahi thi. Uske dil mein achanak ek ajeeb si Jealousy (jalan) uthi.


Jis ne abhi do minute pehle uske honthon ko kiss kiya tha, ab use koi aur itne haq se choom raha tha. Sikha ko Priya Ma'am ki wo 'Girlfriend' wali baat ab sach mein chubh rahi thi.



Zorawar: "Sikha, ye tumse nahi uthega. Servent ko bula lo, wo room ke bahar tak chhod dega... par dhyan rakhna, mere bedroom mein servants ki entry 'Ban' hai. Wahan se andar tumhe hi le jana hoga."


Sikha ne sar hilaya aur naukar ko bulane chali gayi.




Zorawar: "Mujhe ye natak pasand nahi hai Priya! Tu use seedha meri bahon mein nahi daal sakti thi? Mujhse ab aur sabra nahi ho raha... Sikha kmujhe pagal ker rahi he




Priya: "Baby, thoda calm raho. Dheere-dheere ye ladki tumhare rang mein rang jayegi. Ab wo tumhari hi toh hai... bedroom mein tum dono akele ho. Ab tum use dheere se khao ya ek baar mein nigal jao, ye tumhari marzi. Main toh ja rahi hoon."




Zorawar: "Mujhse wait nahi ho raha... mera mann kar raha hai abhi jakar us par toot padoon! Aaaahhh..."



Priya: "Wait baby! Wo bahut soft aur ekdum fresh hai. Pehle uski sharam ko thoda thoda karke todo, jab wo khud khul kar degi na, tab tumhe lene mein asli maza aayega."



Udhar Sikha jab bedroom mein dakhil hui, toh uske hosh udd gaye. Itna bada kamra, aalishan decor, aur wo King-size bed jise ek taraf se doosri taraf paar karne mein bhi do minute lag jayein. Sikha ne bohot mushkil se suitcase kheencha aur kamre ke beech tak layi.



Tabhi darwaza khula aur Zorawar andar aaya. Sikha ghabrahat mein ekdum 'Attention' ki position mein khadi ho gayi.


Zorawar: "Ruko Sikha... main help karta hoon."
Zorawar ne suitcase ko aise uthaya jaise wo rui ka galla ho, aur use ek vishal Wardrobe ki taraf le gaya.

Sikha bhi dabbe paon uske peeche chali gayi. Jaise hi Zorawar ne wardrobe khola, Sikha ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi. 20-feet choda wo wardrobe upar se niche tak Currency Notes se bhara hua tha. Sikha ne kabhi khwaab mein bhi itne pese nahi dekhe the


Zorawar: "Sikha, ye suitcase bhi khali karke isi mein set kar do, phir lock kar dena. Par pehle, mera aaj ka routine sun lo... tumhe har roz yahi follow karna hai."



Sikha: (Dhire se) "Ji Sir..."
Zorawar: "Main naha kar aata hoon, pehle tum mere kapde nikalne mein meri help karo."



Sikha-kya sir…

Zorawer-kapde nikalo sikha usme itna kya chok rahi ho

Sikha-ji sir…..

Sikha ka dil dhadakne laga, par wo mana nahi kar saki. Usne pehle Zorawar ka coat utara, phir ek-ek karke uske shirt ke buttons kholne lagi. Zorawar ki gahri nazrein Sikha ke chehre par jami thin. Jab dono ki nazrein milti, toh Sikha sharam se palkein jhuka leti.




Shirt utarte waqt Sikha ki ungliyan Zorawar ki baalon se bhari hui sakht chaati se touch ho gayi,

Sikha-sorry sir….head down


Pant nikalne mein use thodi hichkichahat hui, par jab usne pant niche kheenchi, toh Zorawar ke Mote Lund ka ubhaar uski underwear mein saaf chamak raha tha. Sikha ki nazar wahan padi aur wo turant mud gayi.



Zorawar (Mann hi mann): "Saala... aaj underwear pehenni hi nahi chahiye thi!"


Sikha ne dhyan bhatkane ke liye Zorawar ke kapde side mein rakhe aur suitcase ke paas baith kar notes ki gaddiyon ko wardrobe mein set karne lagi.



Zorawar ne bathroom jane se pehle remote uthaya aur room ki badi 90-inch ki LED TV on kar di. Wo abhi bhi sirf apni tight black underwear mein tha, Zorawar ne apni playlist open ki, jo poori tarah se erotic aur bold gano se bhari hui thi.



Jaise hi usne 'Play' dabaya, room ka sound system gunj utha.

TV screen par "Aashiq Banaya Aapne" shuru hone wala tha. Par gaane se pehle jo baate ho rahi thi sikha use dekhne lagi


Imran Hashmi: "Pyar karti ho na mujhse... toh apna top nikalo."


Sikha ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi. Uska dil itni zor se dhadka ki uski chest puri phool gayi aesa laga agle hi pal uski silky dress fat ker boobs baher aa jayege


Sikha (Dheere se): "ohh..chiii... kitna ganda ladka hai ye."


Par jab usne dekha ki Tanushree Dutta ne bina hichkichaye apna top utarne ki koshish ki per imaran hasmi ne use gale laga liya


Sikha to darr aur sharam ke maare apni dono aankhein band kar li.


Sikha-kese gande song dekhte he sir jarur priya mem hi dikhati he unko itne vahiyaad




Sikha ne halki tirchi nazer se tv screen ko dekha toh screen par wo dono ek-dusre se lipte hue the. Jaise hi Kissing Scene shuru hua, Sikha ke hath vibrate hone lage. Uske hathon mein jo noton ki gaddi thi, wo phisal kar farsh par gir gayi, par uska dhyan pura tv per hone laga



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AC poori raftaar par tha, kamra thanda tha, par Sikha ke maathe aur gardan par paseene ki boondein chamakne lagin. Uske pairon mein ek ajeeb si khujli aur bechaini hone lagi,


Zorawar wahi khada ho kar, underwear mein apne ek hath se apna lund halka sa sehlate hue, TV ki jagah sirf Sikha ko dekh raha tha. Wo dekh raha tha ki kaise Sikha ki saansein phool rahi hain aur wo baar-baar apni jaanghon ko aapas mein ragad rahi hai.
Zorawar: (Bhadi awaz mein) "Kya hua Sikha? Song pasand nahi aaya? Iska music bahut 'Deep' hai na... ek-ek vibration sharir ke andar tak mehsoos hoti hai."
Sikha kuch bol nahi payi, bas usne darr aur hawas ke mishran mein apna sir neeche kar liya, par uski chut ki vibration ab ek dard ban kar use bechain karne lagi thi. Use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki wo paise sambhale ya apne jism mein uthti is nayi aag ko.




Zorawar bathroom mein dakhil hua aur nanga hokar bathtub mein sukoon se baith gaya.

Udhar bahar, Sikha ki halat kharab ho rahi thi. TV par chal rahe un erotic songs ne use itna garam kar diya tha ki uske hath-pair kaanp rahe the. Note ki gaddiyan set karte waqt baar-baar uske hathon se phisal rahi thin.



Sikha : "Dean Sir kitne gande hain... kaise-kaise ashleel gaane dekhte hain! Mujhe ye sab bilkul pasand nahi. Aur mujhse apne kapde utarwaye... ye kaam toh wo Priya Ma'am se bhi karwa sakte the, wo unki girlfriend bani ghumti hain toh!"




Sikha ko gussa bhi aa raha tha aur jalan bhi, par uske jism mein uthti wo 'vibration' rukne ka naam nahi le rahi thi. Udhar bathroom ke andar baitha maderchod Zorawar poora khel samajh raha tha. Usne ek ke baad ek aur bhi zyada nange gane play kar diye the. Wo jaan-boojh kar bathtub mein cigar ke kash lagate hue waqt bita raha tha taaki Sikha bahar un gano aur awaazon ko sun-sun kar poori tarah 'pighal' jaye.



Ek ghanta beet chuka tha. Sikha ne suitcase poora khali kiya, paise wardrobe mein set kiye aur use lock kar diya. Ab usse khada nahi hua ja raha tha. Wo bedroom ke sofe par beth gayi


apni dono taangon ko zor se tight karkebaith gayi. Uski naram chut mein ek aisi tadap thi ki use lag raha tha ki agar wo hili toh kuch nikal jayega.




Tabhi achanak TV ki screen kaali ho gayi. Sannata chha gaya. Agle hi pal bathroom ka darwaza khula aur Zorawar ki awaaz aayi.


Zorawar: "Sikha... towel lao!"


Sikha jhatke se uthi. Uska chehra tamtama raha tha. Usne wardrobe se towel nikala aur bathroom ke darwaze ki taraf badhi. Uske dil ki dhadkan itni tez thi ki use apne kaanon mein sunayi de rahi thi. Use nahi pata tha ki darwaze ke us paar Zorawar pura nanga khada he




Zorawar ne towel lapeta bedroom ke usi sofe par baith gaya jahan thodi der pehle Sikha apni bechaini chhupa rahi thi. Usne Sikha ki tamtamayi hui surat dekhi



Zorawar: "Sikha... wardrobe mein se meri massage undergarments nikal lo. Aur bahar servant khada hoga, usse massage ka saara saaman mangwa lo. Main bed par ja raha hoon."



Sikha ka dil jaise dhak se reh gaya. Usne mann hi mann socha, "Massage? Oh god, main toh ye bhul hi gayi thi! Priya Ma'am ne kaha tha ki Dean Sir ko massage dena hai.. par mujhe toh massage karni aati hi nahi!"



Sikha wardrobe ke ek drawer ko kholti hai. Wo kafi der tak Zorawar ke undergarments dhoondti rahi, par use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki kaun sa nikalna hai.


Tabhi Zorawar dhere se uske peeche aakar khada ho gaya.


Zorawar ne apna hath aage badhaya aur wardrobe ke ek kone se ek safed rang ki 'Transparent' chhoti si underwear nikal kar Sikha ki hatheli par rakh di.



Wo kapda itna chhota aur patla tha ki Sikha ki hatheli mein bhi poora nahi aa raha tha. Sikha ne jab us jaalidar kapde ko dekha toh uski aankhein sharam se jhuk gayin. Wo sochne lagi ki kya Sir sach mein sirf ye pehen kar usse massage karwayenge?



Sikha: (Gardann jhukaye, nervous hote hue) "J-ji Sir..."


Zorawer-ye bed per rakh do tum saman le aaoo

Sikha ne us choti si chaddi ko hath me muthi me bich liya aur use bed per rakh aayi


Zorawar: "Ab jaldi jao aur bahar servant se oil aur baaki saaman le aao. Main bed par wait kar raha hoon."


Zorawar palta aur bed ki taraf badh gaya, jahan usne apna towel wahi gira diya aur sirf us chhoti si safed underwear ko pehenne laga. Sikha wahan se bhagi aur darwaza khol kar bahar gayi. Servant ne pehle se hi ek tray taiyar rakhi thi jisme mehnge essential oils, ek garam towel aur kuch khushbudar candles thin.



Sikha-sir…itni choti si chaddi me ye bade logo ko pata nahi kya sujta he


Sikha ne tray li aur dabe paon wapas bedroom mein dakhil hui. Kamre ki lights ab dhimi (dim) ho chuki thi

Sikha jaise hi bed ke paas pahunchi, uski saans atak gayi.


Zorawar bed par ulta leta hua tha, uski baalon wali peeth poori nangi thi aur niche wahi transparent underwear thi jo Zorawar ke shareer ke har hisse ko lagbhag dikha rahi thi.
Zorawer itna mota aur bhari tha ki us soft bedsheet me aadha dhas gaya tha


Sikha garam towel aur tel ki bottle lekar bed ki taraf badhi. Usne dekha ki Zorawar ulta leta hua tha. Sikha ki nazar jaise hi uski moti, kaali gaand par padi, wo thitak gayi. Uske mote chutdon par halke se nishan aur funsiya thin,

aur unke beech mein wo choti si safed underwear kisi jaal ki tarah phasi hui thi.
Sikha ne turant apni nazrein churayi aur side table ke paas khadi hokar apni ungliyon ko besabri se marodne lagi. Uska jee ghabra raha tha.


Zorawar: "Kya hua Sikha? Khadi kyun ho gayi? Massage shuru nahi karni?"


Sikha: (Hakalate hue) "Sir... wo... actually..."


Zorawar: "Kya 'wo'...? Mujhe baad me aaram kerna he Sikha, mujhe thakan bohot zyada hai."


Sikha ne ek gehri saans li aur himmat jutakar tel ki bottle kholi. Usne Zorawar ki us kaali aur peeth par thoda sa tel giraya. Usne koshish ki ki wo niche wale hisse ko na dekhe aur sirf peeth par tel ghumane lagi.




Zorawar: "Aahhh... Sikha... tumhare hathon mein jaadu hai, sach mein. Per itne dhere-dhere karogi toh maza nahi aayega. Thoda dabav dalo, pressure do... aisa karo, bed par chadh jao. Main jaise kehta hoon bas waise karti jao."



Sikha hichkichayi. Use bed par chadhna bahut ajeeb lag raha tha.


Sikha: "Sir... par main yahan se bhi kar sakti hoon..."


Zorawar: "Sikha! Ab itna bhi mat sharmao. Is room mein hum dono ke ilawa koi teesra nahi hai. Mujhse kaisi sharam?"



Sikha ne dabe paon bed par ghutno ke bal chadhkar Zorawar ki side se baith gayi aur apni poori takat se uske kandhe dabane lagi


Zorawar: "Nahi Sikha... tumhare ye chote aur mulayam hath hain na, inse kuch feel hi nahi ho raha. Aisa karo, mere upar baith jao. Ghabrao mat, main tumhara wazan jhel sakta hoon."


Sikha ke kaan garm ho gaye. "Kya... par Sir, main yahan se kar toh rahi hoon."


Zorawar: (Halka sa hanste hue) "Sikha, bike ki seat par kaise baithte hain? Bas mujhe wo seat hi samjho aur upar aa jao. Tabhi toh tumhara poora wazan meri peeth par padega."



Sikha: "Sir, main poori takat laga rahi hoon... aapko mehsoos kyun nahi ho raha?"


Zorawar: "Kyunki tum darr rahi ho Sikha. Tumhare chehre par saaf dikh raha hai ki tum ghabra rahi ho. Is darr ko nikalo aur upar aao."


Sikha ko laga ki shayad Sir sahi keh rahe hain, use apna "Professionalism" dikhana chahiye. Usne bina zyada soche, phat se apne dono pair Zorawar ki kamar ke dono taraf kiye aur uske upar 'Savaar' ho gayi. Jaise hi uski nangi jaanghein Zorawar ki tapthi hui peeth se takrayi, uske jism mein ek current sa doud gaya. Usne jaldi-jaldi tel liya aur uski peeth ko ragadne lagi.



Sikha: (Zor lagate hue) "Ab... ab pressure feel ho raha hai Sir?"


Zorawar: "Aaaahhh... Sikha... kamaal ho tum. Bahut fast ho... har kaam jaldi seekh jati ho.”

Zorawar: "Sikha... ek baat batao... tumhari family mein kaun-kaun hai?"



Sikha: "Main aur mere Kaka..."


Zorawar: "Aur tumhare mummy-papa?"


Sikha: "Sir... wo bachpan mein hi chal base. Tab se main Kaka ke sath hi rehti hoon."


Zorawar:"Sikha... mere sath bhi aisa hi hua tha. Bachpan mein hi mere maa-baap ka saaya mere sar se uth gaya. Par maine himmat nahi haari aur aaj dekh lo, main jis muqaam par hoon, wahan chah kar bhi koi nahi pahunch sakta."



Sikha ka dil pighalne laga. Use laga ki Zorawar jaisa sakht aadmi bhi andar se kitna akela hai.


Sikha: "Sir... aap sach mein bahut mehnati hain..."


Zorawar: "Sikha... thoda niche bhi massage karo. Aisa karo, ab kamar se hat kar mere pairon par baith jao."



Sikha: "Sir... niche toh... private part hai..."


Zorawar: "Sikha, abhi tumhare Sir sofe par baith-baith kar thak chuke hain. Mere 'Hips' (mein itna dard hai ki jab tak wahan malish nahi hogi, lagega hi nahi ki massage hui hai."


Sikha: (Ghabrate hue) "Par... Sir... mujhse ye kaise hoga?"


Zorawar: "Sikha, jaise peeth ki malish ki hai daba kar, waise hi iski bhi kar lo. Daro mat."



Sikha dhere se sarak kar Zorawar ke ghutno ke paas aa gayi. Usne tel ki poori botal Zorawar ki un moti aur kaali gaand ke chutdon par udel di. Wo hissa tel se 'lada-lad' ho gaya. Sikha ne apne dono naram hathon se un bhari chutdon aur jaanghon ko ghisna shuru kiya.


Tel itna zyada tha ki Zorawar ki wo safed underwear ab poori tarah bheeg kar chipak gayi thi.


Zorawar: "Sikha... tum acche se nahi kar rahi ho. Aisa lag raha hai sirf tel laga rahi ho, pressure nahi de rahi."



Sikha: "Sir, bahut oily ho gaya hai... grip nahi ban rahi, phir bhi koshish karti hoon."


Aadhe ghante tak Sikha wahi baithi rahi, apne gore hathon se Zorawar ki us kaali gaand ko masalti rahi. Jab usne thak kar nazar uthayi, toh use mehsoos hua jaise bed par koi Kala Magarmach so raha ho



Zorawar: "Sikha... tum thak toh nahi gayi?"


Sikha: (Haampte hue) "Nahi Sir..."


Zorawar: "Sikha thoda khadi hona... main palat raha hoon. Thodi aage (front) bhi massage kar do."


Sikha kuch bol pati, usse pehle hi Zorawar ne ek jhatke mein karwat badli aur seedha ho gaya. Jaise hi wo palta, Sikha ke hosh udd gaye. Zorawar ki wo bheegi hui underwear ab sab kuch dikha rahi thi. Uska Ajgar jaisa kala lund ab lohe ki tarah tight hokar underwear ke baher aadha jhaank raha tha.



Sikha ne phat se apni aankhein band kar li aur chehra pher liya.


Zorawar: "Sikha... kya hua? Aankhein kyun band ki?"


Sikha: "Sir... kuch nahi..."

Usne bina dekhe hi apne tel se lathpath hath Zorawar ki jaanghon par rakh diye aur unhe zor-zor se ragadne lagi. Wo koshish kar rahi thi ki uska hath lund se na takraye



Zorawar: "Sikha... darr kyun rahi ho? Ye tumhara kaam hai... aur main tumhara boss hoon. Mujhse kya darna?”


Sikha ne apne kapkapaate hathon mein thoda aur tel liya. Uska dil kisi dhol ki tarah dhadak raha tha. Usne dhere se apne hath Zorawar ki nangi jaanghon par rakhe. Zorawar ki chamdi tel ki wajah se itni chikni ho chuki thi ki Sikha ki ungliyan apne aap phisal rahi thin.



Zorawar: "Aahhh... Sikha... tumhare hath itne thande aur mulayam he aaj to tumne puri thakaan hi uttar di


Sikha: "Nahi Sir... wo... main bas... dhyan se kar rahi hoon."


Sikha ne koshish ki ki wo sirf Zorawar ki jaanghon (thighs) par hi focus kare. Usne apne tel se lathpath hath Zorawar ke ghutno se lekar upar ki taraf kheenchna shuru kiya. Par jaise-jaise uske hath upar ja rahe the, uska darr badhta ja raha tha. Zorawar ka wo 10-inch ka kala lund lohe ki tarah sakht ho chuka tha aur uski underwear ke elastic ko cheer kar baahar aane ko betaab tha.



Sikha ke naram hath jab us 'ajgar' ke bilkul kareeb se guzre, toh use mehsoos hua ki Zorawar ka lund garam tave ki tarah tap raha hai.



Zorawar: "Sikha... aankhein kholo. Jab tak tum dekhogi nahi, tumhe pata kaise chalega ki kahan dard hai? Mere pet (stomach) aur jaanghon ke beech ka jo hissa hai, wahan bahut khichav mehsoos ho raha hai. Thoda wahan bhi pressure dalo."



Sikha ne dhere se apni ek aankh kholi. Samne ka nazaara dekh kar uske pet mein ajeeb se 'butterflies' udne lage. Zorawar ka wo tana hua lund baar-baar hil raha tha, jaise wo Sikha ke hathon ka sparsh mang raha ho.

Sikha ne himmat jutayi aur us lund ke bilkul 'Side' se apni hatheliyon ko guzara.


Usne mehsoos kiya ki jaise hi usne side se massage ki, Zorawar ka jism ek jhatke ke sath akad gaya.



Zorawar: "Mmm... Sikha... tumhara har ek touch mere jism ki nason ko khol raha hai. Daro mat... agar galti se kahin 'touch' ho bhi gaya, toh me bura nahi manunga


Sikha ka chehra sharam se tamtama gaya. Usne dekha ki Zorawar ki safed chaddi ab tel se poori tarah bheeg kar uske jism se chipak gayi thi, jis wajah se uske lund ki ek-ek vein (nas) saaf dikhayi de rahi thi. Sikha ne apne hathon ki malish jari rakhi, par uski ungliyan baar-baar us lund ke itne paas chali jatin ki wo darr kar piche kheench leti.



Zorawar ab bed par seedha leta hua tha. Uska vishal shareer, uski kaali chamdi tel ki wajah se kisi purani imarat ki tarah chamak rahi thi.


Sikha abhi bhi niche khadi apni ungliyon se tel mal rahi thi, uski saansein thodi ukhadi hui thin.



Zorawar: "Sikha...ab bahut acha aur halka feel ho raha he bas thoda chest dard ker raha he tum ab meri jangho per Beth jaoo jis se pet aur chest ki malish ache se ho jayegi

Sikha ek dam se bed se niche uttar gayi aur khade khade hi malish kerne lagi


Sikha ne dhere se apna hath Zorawar ki vishal aur kaali chamdi wali chhati par rakha. Uske naram aur gore hath Zorawar ki us sakht, baalon se bhari kaali chaati par lag rahe the Sikha ne dhere-dheere tel ghumana shuru kiya.



Zorawar: "Mmm... tumhare hath bahut naram hain baby. Par dekho, tum niche khadi ho aur main bed par... tumhare hathon ka angle sahi nahi baith raha. Mujhe wo 'pressure' mehsoos nahi ho raha jo peeth par hua tha."



Sikha: (Nazar jhukaye hue) "Sir... main poori koshish kar rahi hoon..."


Zorawar: "Koshish se kaam nahi chalega Sikha. Dekho, main tumhara boss hoon aur tum meri secretary... main nahi chahta ki tum thak jao. Agar tum side mein khadi rahogi toh tumhari apni peeth dukhne lagegi. Aisa karo, bed par upar aa jao...meri jaanghon par baith kar jhuk jao. Isse tumhare hathon ka poora wazan meri chhati par padega aur tumhe thakan bhi nahi hogi."




Sikha thitak gayi. Usne dekha ki Zorawar ka wo 10-inch ka kala lund uski bheegi hui underwear mein kisi tanaav se bhari kamaan ki tarah akada hua tha. Uske upar baithne ka matlab tha sikha ki chut per lund ka feel hona


Sikha: "Sir... wo... mujhe lagta hai main yahan se manage kar lungi..."


Zorawar: "Darr rahi ho? Sikha, maine kaha na, main tumhara wazan jhel sakta hoon. Aur dekho, ye sirf ek technique hai. Jaise ek doctor mareez ko handle karta hai, waise hi tum mujhe treat karo. Agar tum sahi position mein nahi baithogi, toh ye massage be-asar rahegi. Chalo, upar aao... mere ghutno ke thoda upar baitho."



Sikha ko Zorawar ki baaton mein ek ajeeb sa logic laga. Use laga ki shayad wo zyada soch rahi hai. Usne dhere se apne ghutne bed par rakhe aur Zorawar ke upar 'Straddle' position mein baith gayi.





Jaise hi Sikha upar baithi, uski nangi aur gori jaanghein Zorawar ki kaali chamdi wali jaanghon se touch hui. Dono ke jism ke beech ab sirf Zorawar ki wo patli, tel se bheege hui underwear thi. Lund baar baar baar phool ker sikha ki gaand me chubne laga


Sikha ka dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha ki use laga


Zorawar ne apni aankhein band kar li thin, par wo Sikha ne jhuk kar Zorawar ki chest ko dhabana shuru kiya.

Jhukne ki wajah se Sikha ke naram boobs dhere-dheere Zorawar ki chaati se ragad khane lage.
Zorawar: "Aahhh... haan Sikha... ab sahi pressure aa raha hai. Thoda aur niche sarkaoo... haan, wahi. Meri naabhi (navel) ke paas jo muscles hain, wo bahut tight hain."


Sikha dhere se niche sarki. Ab uska nichla hissa ( Zorawar ke us tana huye lund ke bilkul upar tha. Har baar jab Sikha chest par zor lagati, uska jism dhere se niche dabta aur use wo lohe jaisa sakht lund apni jaanghon ke beech mehsoos hota. Zorawar ka wo kala ajgar ab underwear ke elastic ko cheer kar Sikha ki naram chamdi ko chhune ko betaab tha


Zorawar ki aankhein ab shikaari ki tarah Sikha ke jism par gadh chuki thin. Wo niche leta hua tha aur upar baithi Sikha jab jhuk kar uski kaali chamdi wali chaati ko masal rahi thi, toh uski black silk dress ka gala itna niche sarak gaya tha ki uske gore boobs baahar uchhalne ko betab lag rahe the.



Sikha ko ehsas tha ki sab dikh raha hai. Uska jee kiya ki wo apne hathon se apne badan ko dhak le, par wo majboor thi—uske dono hath tel mein bheege huye Zorawar ki chaati par pressure bana rahe the.



Zorawar ne apni nazrein Sikha ke chehre par tika diyan. Uska chehra ab Sikha ke seene ke bilkul kareeb tha.



Zorawar: "Sikha... ek baat batao. Ye itni 'killer' dress kis liye pehni hai?


Sikha ne ghabrahat mein apni nazrein jhuka li,


Sikha: "Wo... Sir... Priya Ma'am ne kaha tha ki aapko aisi hi dresses pasand hain... isliye..."


Zorawar:"Hmm... toh Sikha ne meri pasand-na-pasand ka khayal rakhna shuru kar diya hai? Interesting."



Sikha kuch nahi boli, bas tezi se uski chaati ragadne lagi taaki massage jaldi khatam ho.


Zorawar: "Sikha... jab hall mein Priya mere gale mein hath daal kar mujhe kiss kar rahi thi... toh tum tirchi nazron se humein dekh rahi thi. Tumhe jalan ho rahi thi na?"



Sikha: "Nahi Sir! Aisa kuch nahi hai... main toh bas... main kyun jalungi?"


Zorawar: "Jhoot mat bolo baby. Maine apni aankhon se dekha... tumhara chehra utar gaya tha. Tumhe bilkul accha nahi laga ki priya mere itne kareeb hai.


Sach kahu toh... mujhe tumhe kiss karne ki zarurat bhi nahi thi, par pata nahi... tumhe is haal mein dekhte hi mujhe khud par kaaboo nahi rehta."




Zorawar ne ab koi deri nahi ki. Usne apne dono kaale aur majboot hath Sikha ki naram kamar par lapet liye. Sikha ke jism akad gaya

Sikha-sir plezzz….



Zorawar: "Tumhari is massage ne mujhe pagal kar diya hai, Sikha. Tumhare in naram hathon ki chhuan ne mere rom-rom ko jaga diya hai. Dekho... mere jism ki tapan kya keh rahi hai."


Zorawar ne apni kamar ko thoda upar uthaya, jisse uska wo tight lund Sikha ke nichle hisse se aur zor se takraya. Sikha ke dono hathon ke beech ab Zorawar ka face tha. Wo itne kareeb the ki uski garam saanse zorawer ke face per feel ho rahi thi


Sikha: "Sir... nahi... please..."


Par Zorawar ab sunne ke mood mein nahi tha. Usne ek hi jhatke mein Sikha ki kamar par dabav banaya aur jor se use apni taraf kheencha. Sikha ka santulan bigda aur wo Zorawar ki chaati par gir padi.


Agle hi pal, Zorawar ne badi tezi se karwat badli. Zorawar ne Sikha ko bed par niche dabba diya aur uske dono hathon ko sar ke upar pin kar diya. Sikha ab Zorawar keke bhari kaale jism ke niche dabi hui thi, aur Zorawar ne bina ek pal zaya kiye apne mote hoth Sikha ke naram, silky honthon par rakh diye.



Zorawer ke hontho ke samne sikha ke chote honth uske pure muh me aa gaye




Zorawar ne apne kaale honthon se Sikha ke silky shiney aur nazuk honthon ko is qadar gher liya tha, jaise wo unhe poori tarah nigal jana chahta ho. Sikha ne shuruat mein kashmaksh ki, apne hath chhudaane ki nakaam koshish ki, par Zorawar ki pakad kisi lohe ki zanjeer jaisi thi. Usne Sikha ki dono kalaiyon ko ek hi hath mein itni zor se bheencha ki Sikha ke munh se siskari tak nikalne ki jagah nahi bachi.




Zorawar ka doosra hath ab Sikha ki chest se uske tight boobs per gaya Jab usne un mulayam boobs ko mehsoos kiya, toh wo dang reh gaya. Wo itne naram aur 'raw' the ki Zorawar ki sakht hatheliyon ke neeche aate hi mom ki tarah pichak rahe the.


10-15 minute tak ye behisab chumban aur chhuwan chalti rahi, jahan Sikha ki himmat dhere-dheere tootne lagi aur uske hath khud-ba-khud dheele pad gaye.



Sikha us tight chumban me puri kho gayi jese jese zorawer ki jeeb sikha ke muh ke ander gusti uski chut me ek vibration hone lagi

Zorawar ne apne hothon ka dabav Sikha ke silky shiny lips par itna tight kar diya ki Sikha ko mehsoos hua jaise uska dum nikal jayega

Zorawer ne sikha ke hothon ko besabari se marod-marod kar chus raha tha, jaise unka saara ras nichod lena chahta ho.


Sikha ki saansein ukhadne lagin. Uska komal sharir Zorawar ke us bhari-bharkam shari ke niche siskariyan lene laga.


Zorawar ke dono bade aur kaale hath ab Sikha ke naram gore boobs par kas gaye the. Usne unhe itna tight pakad k masalna shuru kiya ki Sikha ke munh se dabe hothon ke beech se siskari nikal padi



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Zorawar ki wo sakht, kaali chamdi aur Sikha ka wo resham jaisa gora badan... jab wo dono aapas mein ghis rahe the to sikha ki chut me pet tak ek gudgudi hone lagi



TZorawar apne mote aur bhari jism ko Sikha ke upar-niche hila raha tha. Uska wo tana hua ajgar (lund) Sikha ki naram jaanghon aur uski chut ke darwaze par baar-baar ragad kha raha tha.



Zorawar ke mote kaale hothon mein Sikha ke wo nanne silky hoth poori tarah qaid the.zorawer ab sikha ke uper lips aur lower lips ko chuste huee khinchne laga




Sikha ke komal jism aur uske honthon ke shahad ne Zorawar par ek aisa jaadu kiya jo usne aaj tak mehsoos nahi kiya tha.


Itne mulayam boobs jo uske hath me hawa ke gobaare ki tarah masal raha tha Wo itna zyada garam ho chuka tha zorawer judhne laga tha



Zorawer ko khud ko yakin nahi ho raha tha ki judh raha he kyuki kesa bhi kadak maal kyu na ho use 2-3 ghante to lagte hi he


Jab ek mard is tarah ki hadd-paar garmi mein raskhalit hota hai, toh uska ehsas kisi pighle huye lohe jaisa hota hai.



Zorawar ka wo 'viray' ek aag ki tapan ki tarah uski chaddi ko cheerte huye bahar nikalne laga.


Wo garma-garam dhara Sikha ki gori jaanghon par phisal rahi thi. Sikha ne us garam viray ko apni chamdi par mehsoos kiya toh uske hath khud m khud zorawer ki pith per kas gaye



Zorawar ne us pal mein Sikha ke honthon ko aur bhi tight kas liya. Usne uski dress ko kamer tak saraka diya naram boobs ko itni zor se bhara jaise wo unhe hamesha ke liye apna banana chahta ho. Uska ang-ang jaise phatne ko ho raha tha.




Agale 10 minute tak Zorawar wahi leta raha, Sikha ke garam badan se chipka hua. Wo hila tak nahi, kyunki uske sharir ka saara ras nichod chuka tha.

Aakhir mein, Zorawar adhnage haal mein hi bed ki side mein ludak gaya. Uska vishal kaala badan kale magermuch ki taraf bed per fel gaya

Sikha ka poora badan massage ki thakan aur us 'intense' kiss ki wajah se toot raha tha. Par uski chut mein hone wali wo vibration ab itni tez ho chuki thi ki use lag raha tha uska jism phat jayega.


Usne dhere se apna hath niche kiya aur apni silky legs par ungliyan pheri. Wahan Zorawar ka wo gadha aur garam viray phila hua tha. Jaise hi usne us chikne aur chip-chipe ehsas ko apne hathon mein bhara



Sikha ko samajh nahi aa raha tha wo kya kar rahi hai. Usne wahi viray se sana hua hath apni panty ke andar dala. Jaise hi uski ungliyan chut se takrayi, uske munh se ek gehri siskari nikali. Usne dhere-dheere apni chut ko sahlana shuru kiya.


Sikha ne apni aankhein zor se band kar li.
Sikha ne aaj tak ye pal nahi jiya tha. Wo hichkiyan lene lagi. Jaise-jaise wo apni ungliyon ka dabav badhati gayi, uski tangein ek-dusre se lipat gayi. Use mehsoos hua ki uske andar se koi baandh toot gaya hai.


Sikha ka ras itni tezi se bahne laga ki use laga jaise uske saare saalon ki dabi hui pyaas aaj hi nikal jayegi.


Sikha ki garam chut me itni tez lambi gudhgudhi thi ki wo bardasht nahi kar paa rahi thi. Wo tadap rahi thi,


Wo raskhalit itna garam aur itna lamba tha ki rukne ka naam hi nahi le raha tha. Sikha ka saara shareer pasine se bheengh chuka zorawer ek taraf siya aur aadhi nangi halat me sikha dusro taraf




Dophar se kab sham ho gayi sikha aur zorawer aese hi bed per pade rahe Doorbell ki awaz sunte hi sikha phat se uth gayi

Wo hadbadakar uthi, uski dress tel me bheeg chuki thi


Usne tezi se apne bikhre hue baalo ko sameta aur apne nange, gore boobs par bra chadhayi. Silk dress ki zip piche se band ki


Wo fatafat mirror ke samne gayi. Usne dekha ki uske hothon ki lipstick poori bikhri hui thi, kuch nishan uske gaalon par bhi the

Usne ek tissue liya aur ragad-ragad kar un nishano ko hataya.


Bathroom mein bhagte hue usne apne oily hath dhoye. Bahar aakar usne dekha ki Zorawar abhi bhi nanga pada hai.

Sikha "Priya Ma'am ne dekh liya toh anarth ho jayega," usne socha aur fatafat ek chadar Zorawar ke upar daal di taaki uska jism dhak jaye.




Sikha ne gehri saans li, apna chehra thoda sambhala aur darwaza khola. Samne Priya khadi thi,

Priya: "Itna time kyun laga door kholne mein, Sikha? Main kabse bajaye ja rahi hoon."



Sikha:"Wo... Ma'am sorry. Sir ko massage ke baad neend aa gayi thi, toh main bhi wahi sofe par leti-leti so gayi. Pata hi nahi chala kab aankh lag gayi... bahut thak gayi thi."



Priya ne kamre ke andar ek sarsari nazar daali.


Priya: "Chalo-chalo, ab jaldi karo. Sham ho gayi he aur subah jaldi nikalna hai. Ye lo clothes, tum yahin badal lo. Parlour jayenge toh bohot late ho jayegi

 

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