Mera pair aapi ki moti garam jaanghon ke beech dheere dheere ghum raha tha. Sirf 2-3 inch aur door tha… unki choot tak. Main feel kar sakta tha salwar ke patle kapde ke andar se unki garmi. Choot ki wohi garam, geeli wali garmi jo maine raat mein kitchen me dekhi thi. Mera lund payjama ke andar poora tan gaya tha, topa se paani nikal raha tha. Dimaag mein sirf ek hi khayal tha – ek aur halka sa dhakka… aur mera pair unki gulabi choot pe press ho jayega.
Aapi abhi bhi baat kar rahi thi…
“Haan beta… paiso ki bahut tension hai… abb u roz kehte hain kamm badhega par…”
Unki awaaz normal thi, lekin saans thodi tez ho gayi thi. Doodh upar neeche ho rahe the. Main aur himmat karke pair ko 1 inch aur andar dhakel diya… ab bilkul kareeb tha… choot ke muh ke paas… sirf salwar ka ek patla layer beech mein.
Aur tabhi…
Achanak aapi ne zor se saans li aur ek second mein uth kar baith gayi.
Jaise current lag gaya ho.
Unhone jhat se mera pair apni jaanghon se hata diya aur bed se uthte hi bol padi,
“Asim… mujhe… bathroom jaana hai……”
Unki awaaz mein dar aur sharm dono tha. Nazar mujhse milayi nahi. Seedha bathroom ki taraf bhag gayi. Darwaza band kar diya.
Main wahi chair pe baitha rah gaya…
Uffff dosto… shayad aapi bura maan gayi.
Shayad gussa ho gayi.
Shayad abbu ko bata degi.
Mera lund abhi bhi khada tha par darr se dheela hone laga.
Main jhat se utha, chair wapas rakhi aur chupke se apne kamre ki taraf bhag gaya.
Apne kamre mein darwaza band kiya aur bistar pe let gaya.
Pura sharir paseene se tar tha.
Raat bhar neend nahi aayi.
Baar baar aankhon ke saamne woh pal aa raha tha – mera pair unki jaanghon ke beech… sirf 1 inch door unki choot se… aur aapi ka uth kar bhagna.
Main soch raha tha – agar aapi ne bura maan liya toh kya hoga? Par andar se ek ajib si maza bhi aa raha tha.
Wo bhagi zaroor… par pehle 10-15 minute tak kuch nahi boli thi.
Kya wo bhi feel kar rahi thi?
Kya unki choot bhi garam ho gayi thi?
Yeh sochte sochte subah ke 6 baje tak main palat ta raha.
Subah hall mein sab log nashte pe baithe the.
Ammi ne garam garam parathe, aloo ki sabzi aur chai bana rakhi thi.
Abbu sabse pehle aaye, apna gussa wala chehra liye.
“Kaam kal bhi kam tha… 3-4 customer hi aaye. Is mahine kiraya kaise denge?”
Ammi ne chai daalte hue kaha,
“Arre chinta mat karo… thoda sa aur intezar karo. Mausam theek ho jayega toh log kharidne aayenge.”
Zainab aapi ne paratha todte hue boli,
“Papa, maine kal online dekha tha… aap kuch new design kapde le aaiye. Young ladkiyan aaj kal kuch aur pasand karti hain. Tabhi kaam badhega.”
Noor ne muskurate hue kaha,
“Haan papa… college mein bhi sab kehte hain aapki shop pe variety kam hai. Main toh aapke liye free marketing kar dungi.”
Sab baato me lage hue the… hasi mazaak chal raha tha.
Lekin meri nazar sirf meri badi aapi Anam pe thi.
Aapi aaj bhi normal salwar suit mein thi – upar wala kurta thoda tight, doodh itne ubhre hue ki har saans ke saath hil rahe the. Gaand chair pe dab rahi thi aur jab wo paratha utha rahi thi toh moti gaand ka shape saaf dikhta tha.
Lekin… aapi mujhse nazre chura rahi thi.
Ek baar bhi meri taraf nahi dekha.
Jab maine unko paratha maanga toh unhone sirf haath se plate badha di, aankhein neeche.
Jab maine chai maangi toh chup chaap cup rakh diya aur turant Ammi se baat karne lagi.
Main chupke se unko ghur raha tha.
Nashta karte hue bhi meri aankhein unke bade bade doodh pe tik gayi thi – kurta ke upar se shape bilkul saaf, bra ke andar nipple ka halka sa ubhaar.
Jab wo jhuk kar sabzi lene lagi toh cleavage itna gehra dikh gaya ki raat wala scene yaad aa gaya – wohi doodh jo leti hui bed pe latak rahe the.
Unki gaand chair se thodi upar uthi toh salwar mein dono moti gaand ke hisse alag alag hilte hue dikhe.
Mera lund table ke neeche payjama mein phir se khada hone laga.
Abbu mujhse pooch rahe the,
“Asim, tu shop pe aayega aaj? Thoda haath bata de.”
Main sir hila ke bola,
“Haan abbu… zaroor.”
Lekin meri nazar toh aapi ke chehre pe thi – wo abhi bhi nazre chura rahi thi.
Gaal thode laal the.
Jab Noor ne koi mazak kiya toh sab has pade… aapi bhi muskurayi par meri taraf ek baar bhi nahi dekha.
Nashta khatam hote hi aapi jhat se uthi aur kitchen ki taraf chali gayi.
Unki gaand hilti hui jaate hue dekh kar main soch raha tha – raat mein mera pair sirf 1 inch door tha unki choot se… aur aaj wo mujhse aankh bhi nahi mila rahi.
Par is baar darr ki jagah ek naya maza aa raha tha.
Mujhe lag raha tha… aapi kuch chhupa rahi hai.
Maine jaldi se muh dhoya, shirt-pant daala aur abbu ke saath nikal gaya. Raste mein abbu lage hue the – "Kaam bilkul khatam ho gaya hai… online wale loot rahe hain… tu bhi kuch dimaag laga…” Main sir hila raha tha par dimaag poora kahin aur tha. Aankhon ke saamne bas raat wali Anam aapi……
Shop pahunchte hi garmi ne gher liya. Pankha bhi dheere chal raha tha. Maine counter pe baith gaya. Pehle 40-45 minute 2-3 ladkiyan aayi, salwar suit dekha, pucha, lekin kuch nahi liya. Abbu bahar khade customers ko bula rahe the.
Mera mann bilkul nahi lag raha tha. Lund andar hi dheere dheere khada hone laga tha. 11 baje tak sirf ek suit becha. Abbu ka chehra laal hone laga.
Maine bol diya,
“Abbu… sar bahut dard kar raha hai. Kal raat neend nahi aayi. Arjun ke yahan jaa ke 10 minute mein aata hun… wo dawai de dega.”
Abbu ne gusse mein haath hila diya, “Ja… jaldi aa ja. Yahan baith ke time mat barbaad kar.”
Main turant nikal gaya. Seedha Arjun ke ghar. 10 minute ki sadak thi. Raste mein hi lund poora tan gaya tha.
Arjun ka darwaza khula tha. Main andar ghus gaya. Wo bistar pe let ke mobile chala raha tha. Mujhe dekh ke muskuraya,
“Arre sale Asim! Aaj itni jaldi? Shop se bhaag aaya kya?”
Main uske paas bistar pe let gaya. AC ki thandak achhi lag rahi thi.
“Haan yaar… abbu ka gussa dekh ke nikal aaya. Sales zero hai… baith ke bore ho raha tha. Tu bata… kya chal raha hai aaj kal?”
Arjun ne cigarette sulga li, ek kash liya aur bola,
“Arre yaar… subah se garmi ne maar rakha hai. Tu bata… ghar pe sab theek? Ammi ne aaj bhi parathe banaye the kya?”
Main hans ke bola,
“Haan yaar… parathe toh banaye the. Par Hamara kaam shi nhi chal raha.. Ghar mein kiraya, bijli bill… sab par pressure hai. Main soch raha hun koi chhota-mota kaam dhundhun.”
Arjun: “Haan bc… paiso ki toh sabko tension hai. Par sale tera chehra dekh ke lag raha hai kuch chhupa raha hai. Kal wali ladki yaad aa rahi hai kya? Jo photo dikhayi thi… bade wale doodh wali?”
Main thoda muskuraya, “Haan yaar… wo hi. Dimaag mein ghum rahi hai.”
Arjun ne cigarette rakhi aur seedha baith gaya,
“Bc dikha na aur photo… kal raat usko yaad kar ke maine do baar muth maari thi sale! Kitni umar hai wo? Kahan rehti hai?”
Ab meri saanse tez ho gyi. Maine mobile nikaala. Pehle se 3 photo crop karke ready rakhi thi – bilkul natural angle se.
Pehli photo – tight kurta mein dono ubhre hue doodh, cleavage gehra, bra ka lace halka jhaank raha.
Doosri – side se gaand ka full curve, salwar chipki hui, moti nitamb alag-alag.
Teesri – jhuk kar sabzi uthate waqt, doodh latakte hue, gehra cleavage.
Maine phone uske haath mein thama diya aur bola,
“Le dekh….”
Arjun phone lete hi pehli photo zoom karke dekhne laga. Uski aankhein phail gayi.
“Saleeee Asim… ye kya maal hai bc! Dekh in choochiyon ko… uffff kitne bade aur bhare hue hain! Kapde phatne ko ho rahe hain yaar! Main in dono ko pakad ke zor zor se dabaunga… nipple ko muh mein leke chusunga… kaatunga… ye randi cheekhegi ‘ahhh Arjun aur zor se…’
Bc gaand dekh… itni moti aur lachakti hui… ek haath se pakad bhi nahi paunga! Main isko ghodi bana ke peeche se apna 8 inch ka lund ek hi dhakke mein ghused dunga… iski choot faad dunga… tadpegi, roye gi, par main nahi rukunga bc!
Ye toh poori chudai ki randi hai sale… main iski gaand pe 8-10 zor ke thappad marunga… poori laal ho jayegi… phir iski bur mein apna garam maal bhar dunga aur bolunga ‘le madarchod… ab teri choot meri ho gayi… roz aaunga chodne!’”
Arjun photo pe ungli ferte hue aur gaaliya dene laga
“Fuck… cleavage dekh randi ke… andar tak gori skin… main isko chit litake dono choochiyon ko muh mein bhar lunga… neeche ungli se bur masalunga… ye paglo ki tarah tadpegi… bolengi ‘aur andar daal do Arjun… faad do meri choot…’
Sale Asim… tu isko jaldi fix kar bc! Main tere saath aaunga… pehle main is randi ko chodunga… tu dekhna kitna maza aayega! Roz … har jagah pelunga isko!”
Main bahar se chup-chaap baitha tha… par andar se poora jannat mein tha.
Mera lund payjama ke andar jhatke maar raha tha. Topa se paani nikal raha tha.
Har gaali, har line sun kar maza aa raha tha…
Ye meri sagi badi aapi Anam hai… … aur Arjun usko “randi… choot faad dunga… gaand pe thappad” bol raha tha.
Mujhe itna zabardast maza aa raha tha ki main khud ko rok nahi pa raha tha.
Arjun ne phone wapas dete hue bola,
“Yaar… sach bata… ye maal kahan ki hai? Kal tak fix kar de… warna main pagal ho jaunga iske liye!”
Main muskurate hue bola, “Haan yaar… sochta hun.”
Ghar lautte waqt har kadam pe Arjun ki gaaliyan repeat ho rahi thi… aur har baar mera lund aur sakht hota ja raha tha.
Raste bhar uski gaaliyan aur Anam aapi ki photos wali baatein repeat ho rahi thi. Mera lund abhi bhi half-khada tha payjama ke andar. Ghar ke darwaze pe pahuncha toh andar se halki si TV ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Main chupke se andar ghus gaya.
Pehle nazar badi aapi Anam ke kamre pe gayi… darwaza band tha. Light bhi andar se nahi aa rahi thi. Shayad wo rest kar rahi ho ya so rahi ho. Dil mein thodi si udasi bhi hui… aaj usko dekhna bahut mann tha. Par phir socha – koi baat nahi, shaam abhi baaki hai.
Hall mein mudte hi nazar Ammi aur Zainab aapi pe pad gayi.
Dono hall ke bade sofa pe baithi thi. TV pe koi serial chal raha tha, lekin unka dhyan baat-cheet pe zyada tha. Ammi ke paas ek bada sa basket tha – kapde fold kar rahi thi. Zainab aapi uske bagal mein baithi thi, mobile pe kuch dekh rahi thi.
Uffff dosto… jaise hi main unko dekha, mera lund ek jhatka maar ke poora khada ho gaya.
Ammi 48 saal ki umar mein bhi figure aisa ki koi bhi jawan ladka pagal ho jaye. Aaj light pink salwar suit pehna tha. Upar wala kurta thoda tight tha, isliye dono bade bade doodh bilkul ubhre hue the. Har saans ke saath doodh upar neeche ho rahe the aur kurta ke kapde mein deep cleavage saaf dikh raha tha. Doodh itne bhare hue aur gol the ki bra ke andar se bhi shape bahar aa raha tha. Jab wo kapde fold karne ke liye jhukti thi toh doodh aage ki taraf latak jaate the… uffff kitna gehra cleavage tha!
Gaand toh poori moti thi – sofa pe dab rahi thi aur jab wo thoda side hoti thi toh dono gaand ke hisse alag-alag dikhte the. Salwar ka kapda unki gaand pe itna tight chipka hua tha ki poori shape saaf thi.
Zainab aapi unke bagal mein baithi thi – bilkul alag vibe. Uska tight sky-blue salwar suit… doodh itne tane hue aur bade the ki bra ke bina bhi khade dikhte the. Kurta ke upar se nipple ka halka sa ubhaar dikh raha tha. Figure ekdum bhara hua – kamar patli, gaand moti aur lachakti hui. Jab wo mobile pe jhuk kar kuch dekh rahi thi toh uski gaand sofa se thodi upar uth gayi aur salwar mein dono moti gaand ke hisse bilkul alag-alag hil rahe the.
Main dheere se hall mein ghus gaya aur unke saamne wale single sofa pe baith gaya.
Ammi ne nazar uthayi aur muskurate hue boli,
“Arre Asim beta aa gaye? Shop se itni jaldi? Abbu ne chhod diya kya?”
Main muskuraya,
“Haan Ammi… sar dard kar raha tha thoda. Abbu ne bol diya ghar aa ja.”
Zainab aapi ne mobile side pe rakh diya aur hans ke boli,
“Arre bhai, ab ghar aaye ho toh thoda kaam bhi kar liya karo. Roz shop se bhaag aate ho kya?”
Unki awaaz mein thodi si masti thi. Jab wo boli toh uske bade bade doodh halke se hil gaye. Main nazar neeche karke bola,
“Haan aapi… ab se try karunga.”
Lekin andar se mera dimaag poora unke figures pe atak gaya tha.
Main baith ke unko ghur raha tha.
Ammi jab kapde utha-utha kar fold kar rahi thi, unke doodh itne zor se latak rahe the ki main soch raha tha – raat mein Anam aapi ne apne doodh ko kitna zor se daba raha tha… Ammi ke doodh toh usse bhi bade hain… agar main haath badha dun toh kitne garam honge?
Zainab aapi thodi side hui aur apni taang upar chadha li. Salwar ka patla kapda uski jaangh pe tight pad gaya. Uski patli kamar aur ubhri hui gaand ka curve bilkul saaf dikh raha tha. Jab wo mobile uthane ke liye jhuki toh uske doodh aage ki taraf latak gaye… bra ke andar se nipple ka shape poora dikhai de raha tha.
Mera lund payjama ke andar poora tan gaya tha. Topa se paani nikal raha tha. Main neeche haath daal kar chupke se lund ko dabane laga.
Dimaag mein ek hi khayal tha – yeh dono… meri ammi aur meri aapi… ghar mein itne shareef ban ke baithi hain, parda karti hain… aur main yahan baitha unke bade bade doodh aur moti gaand ko taad raha hun. Anam aapi room mein hai… shayad abhi bhi raat wale pair wale touch ko soch rahi ho…
Ammi ne ek kurta uthaya aur Zainab se boli,
“Zainu, ye wala suit dekho… kitna sundar hai. Tum pe achha lagega.”
Zainab ne leke apne upar kiya aur hans ke boli,
“Ammi aap bhi na… main toh abhi shaadi ke liye dekh rahi hun. Ye tight wale suits pehenungi toh sab log kya sochenge.”
Unki baat sunte hi mera lund aur jhatka maara. Main soch raha tha – haan aapi… … tumhare doodh itne tight hain ki bra ke bina bhi khade hain… gaand itni moti hai ki ek baar pakad lun toh haath mein aa hi nahi sakti.
Ammi ne mujhe dekha aur boli,
“Beta chai piyoge? Main bana deti hun.”
Main sir hila diya, par nazar unke ubhre hue doodh pe hi tik gayi thi. Jab wo uthi aur kitchen ki taraf gayi… uffff unki moti gaand hilti hui ja rahi thi. Har kadam pe dono gaand alag-alag hil rahi thi.
Zainab aapi ab sirf mere saamne baithi thi. Usne taang cross ki aur mobile pe scroll karne lagi. Salwar uski jaanghon pe aur tight ho gayi. Main chupke se uske doodh, kamar aur gaand ko ghurta raha… aur andar se tadap raha tha.
Raat ke khane me Ammi ne aaj chicken curry, roti, salad aur dahi banaya tha. Hall ke bade table pe sab log ek saath baith gaye. Abbu sabse pahle, main unke bagal mein, phir Zainab aapi, Noor aur Ammi. Anam aapi sabse corner wali seat pe baithi thi, bilkul chup-chaap.
Jaise hi main baitha, meri nazar seedha Anam aapi pe pad gayi.
Uffff… aaj light green salwar suit mein thi. Kurta thoda tight tha, dono bade bade doodh table ke upar se hi ubhre hue dikhte the. Dupatta sirf ek taraf latka hua tha… har saans ke saath doodh halke-halke hil rahe the aur dupatta dheere se slide ho raha tha.
Abbu ne roti todte hue shuru kiya,
“Aj kaam bahut kam tha .. sirf 5-6 customer aaye. Mausam garam hai isliye log bahar nahi nikal rahe.”
Ammi ne curry serve karte hue boli,
“Arre chinta mat karo… Aaj maine thoda extra masala daala hai… sab ko pasand aayega.”
Zainab aapi ne roti lete hue muskurate hue kaha,
“Papa… aur aapne jo naye design mangwaye the unme se ek suit toh maine aaj fold karke rakh diya. Bahut sundar hai… garmi mein bhi comfortable lagega.”
Noor ne salad daalte hue hans ke boli,
“Ammi aapka chicken curry toh har baar zabardast banta hai. College se aate hi bhookh lag jati hai… aaj toh maine tiffin bhi khatam nahi kiya tha.”
Sab halke se has pade..
Lekin main… main sirf Anam aapi ko dekh raha tha.
Wo ek baar bhi meri taraf nazar nahi utha rahi thi. Nazar sirf plate pe thi. Roti tod rahi thi, curry mein dubo rahi thi, chup-chaap kha rahi thi. Gaal thode laal the. Jab wo roti muh mein daal rahi thi toh uske hont aur doodh ka halka hilna… mera lund table ke neeche payjama mein dheere-dheere khada hone laga.
Main pareshan bhi tha… raat wale pair wale scene ke baad wo aise nazre chura rahi hai jaise mujhse baat bhi nahi karna chahti. Kya gussa ho gayi? Kya abbu ko bata degi? Yeh soch-soch kar mera dil dhadak raha tha.
Phir main himmat karke uske doodh ko ghurne laga.
Table ke upar se perfect view tha. Dupatta dheere se slide hua aur ek bada doodh aur zyada ubhar aaya. Bra ka white lace aur gori skin saaf dikh rahi thi. Jab wo curry ke liye thoda jhuki toh dono doodh aage latak gaye… cleavage itna gehra ki andar tak nazar ja rahi thi.
Anam aapi ne shayad feel kar liya.
Usne ek second mein nazar uthayi aur meri aankhein uske doodh pe pakdi gayi.
Uski aankhein thodi phail gayi. Chehra aur laal ho gaya. Turant usne dono haathon se dupatta uthaya aur doodh pe tightly lapet diya. Ab dupatta bilkul tight ho gaya tha… par doodh itne bade the ki shape ab bhi halka sa dikh raha tha.
Wo phir se nazar jhuka li. Ek shabd bhi nahi bola. Sirf roti kha rahi thi.
Ammi ne mujhse poocha,
“Asim beta, shop mein aaj kya kya kiya??”
Main neeche dekhte hue bola,
“Haan Ammi… thoda hisaab dekha bas.”
Zainab aapi
“Papa, kal main bhi shop pe aa jaungi… thoda help kar dungi. Ghar ka kaam bhi ho jayega aur aapko bhi sahaara milega.”
Noor ne dahi lete hue kaha,
“Haan aur main college se aate hi ghar ke sab kaam mein haath bataungi. Exam ke baad free hun.”
Sab baatein kar rahe the… hasi thitholi bhi ho rahi thi sabki.
Lekin Anam aapi abhi bhi chup thi. Dupatta ko baar-baar theek karti ja rahi thi… jaise mujhe rokna chahti ho.
Abbu ne khana khatam kiya aur uth gaye,
“Main so raha hun. Sab jaldi so jao… kal subah jaldi uthna hai.”
Jaise hi abbu upar gaye, Anam aapi bhi jhat se uthi. Dupatta ab bhi tight pakde hue. Jab wo table se uthi toh uski moti gaand salwar mein hilti hui… ek pal ke liye meri taraf dekha… phir turant nazar ghuma li aur apne kamre ki taraf chali gayi.
Main wahi baitha tha… lund khada, dil pareshan.
Wo mujhse nazre chura rahi hai… dupatta theek kar rahi hai… matlab wo samajh gayi hai ki main uske doodh ko kaise ghur raha hun.
Andar se tadap bhi ho rahi thi aur ek ajib sa maza bhi aa raha tha.
Aadhi raat ko pura ghar sannata tha. Abbu ka kamra band, Ammi aur Zainab so chuki thi, Noor ke kamre ki light bhi off thi. Main apne bistar pe 2 ghante se palat raha tha. Neend naam ki cheez nahi aa rahi thi. Dimaag mein sirf Anam aapi… dinner table pe nazre churati hui, dupatta theek karti hui, aur raat wala scene jab mera pair uski jaanghon ke beech sirf 1 inch door tha unki gulabi choot se.
Meri saanse tez chal rahi thi… par pair khud-ba-khud uth gaye.
Main dheere se utha, payjama theek kiya aur chupke se Anam aapi ke kamre ki taraf badh gaya. Darwaza thoda sa khula tha… andar table lamp ki halki si yellow light jal rahi thi.
Main dheere se andar ghus gaya.
Aapi bed pe leti hui thi. Upar wala light green kurta thoda upar chadha hua tha, neeche salwar ka naada dheela pada tha. Taange thodi si faili hui thi. Ek taang seedhi, dusri thodi mod kar ke… uski moti moti jaanghein salwar ke patle kapde mein saaf dikhai de rahi thi. Doodh dono taraf fail kar ke bed pe latak rahe the… har saans ke saath upar neeche ho rahe the. Dupatta ek taraf gira hua tha. Chehra side ki taraf tha, aankhein band.
So rahi thi… ya sone ka natak kar rahi thi… maalum nahi tha.
Main bed ke paas wali chair pe baith gaya. Dil ke dhadkane ki awaaz khud ko sunai de rahi thi.
Dheere se awaaz lagayi,
“Aapi…”
Koi jawab nahi aayi.
Thodi der ruk kar phir bola,
“Aapi… so gayi kya?”
Phir bhi koi response nahi. Sirf uski saans chal rahi thi… thodi tez-thodi.
Main aur himmat karke bed pe baith gaya. Uske pairon ke paas. Uske dono pair mere god mein rakh diye… bilkul dheere se.
Uffff dosto… jaise hi mera haath uske pair pe pada… current daud gaya. Uski paon ki ungliyan thodi si garam aur mulayam thi. Maine dheere se ungliyon ko sehlaya… phir pair ke talve ko dabane laga.
Achanak… uske shareer mein ek halki si kapan hui.
Pura jism ek second ke liye kaanp gaya. Taange thodi si tight ho gayi… phir relax ho gayi. Saans ek pal ke liye ruk gayi… phir tez ho gayi.
Main samajh gaya…
Aapi jag rahi hai.
Sone ka natak kar rahi hai.
Lekin main ruka nahi.
Dheere dheere unke pair ko masalne laga… talve se shuru karke upar ki taraf. Unki jaanghein itni moti aur garam thi ki haath andar dhans ja raha tha. Salwar ka patla kapda unki skin se bilkul chipka hua tha. Jab main ungliyon se dabata tha toh unki jaangh ki garam narm flesh mere haathon mein hil rahi thi.
Mera lund payjama ke andar poora khada ho chuka tha. Topa se paani nikal raha tha.
Main soch raha tha – yeh wohi jaanghein hain jo us raat mein rak pe faili hui thi… ungli andar bahar kar rahi thi… gulabi choot se paani tapak raha tha. Aur ab mere haath inpe hain… itni garam… itni moti… ek haath se poori nahi pakad sakta.
Maine pair ko aur upar masalne laga… ghutno ke paas tak. Har dabav ke saath aapi ke shareer mein halki-khali kapan hoti thi. Uske doodh upar neeche tez ho gaye the. Kurta aur upar chadha hua tha… neeche se pet ki gori skin dikh rahi thi. Salwar ka naada aur dheela ho gaya tha… jaanghon ke beech ka hissa thoda sa khula hua dikhai de raha tha.
Main dheere se bola (bilkul halki awaaz mein),
“Aapi… aap thak gayi hogi na roz kaam se… … acha lag raha hai”
Koi jawab nahi diya aapi ne… bas unki saans aur tez ho gayi.
Usne aankhein nahi kholi… par unki jaanghein thodi si aur fail gayi… jaise khud hi permission de rahi ho.
Maine aur himmat karke dono haathon se uski moti garam jaanghon ko pakad liya.
Uffff… kitni garmi thi andar se… kitni narm… kitni bhari hui. Haathon mein jaise garam maida ka dough ho. Main dheere dheere masalta ja raha tha… upar ki taraf… ghutno se thoda aur upar… sirf 3-4 inch door unki choot se.
Aapi ka shareer ab baar-baar kaanp raha tha. Doodh zor zor se upar neeche ho rahe the. Hont thode khule the… saans mein halki si “hhmmm” jaisi awaaz nikal rahi thi.
Mera lund ab payjama phaadne ko ho raha tha.
Dimaag mein sirf ek hi baat – agar main aur upar chala jaun toh… uski gulabi choot mere haathon mein… aur wo abhi bhi natak kar rahi hai.
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