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Agle kuch din dheere-dheere guzre. Ali ab mummy ko chupke-chupke lekin bahut intense tareeke se chhedne laga tha. Woh kaam karte waqt bhi aise double meaning wale jumle bolta ki mummy ka chehra laal ho jaata, lekin woh kuch keh nahi paati.
Ek din dopahar ko mummy akeli thi. Unki chut phir se tadap rahi thi. Woh chupke se Ali ke kamre mein ghus gayi. Ali aur Lallan dono bagiche mein kaam kar rahe the.
Mummy ne Ali ki lungi uthayi. Usme Ali ki chaddi bhi padi hui thi. Unhone chaddi ko naak par rakhkar gehri saans li.
“Ahhh… Ali ki khushbu… kitni mardana hai…”
Woh chaddi ko sunghati rahi, phir use apne muh par rakhkar choomne lagi.
“Ummmm… agar ye asli lund hota…”
Woh kuch der tak chaddi sunghati aur choomti rahi, phir use wapas rakh diya aur jaldi se kamre se nikal gayi.
Baarish tez ho gayi thi. Mummy chhat se kapde utarkar neeche utar rahi thi. Seedhiyon par paani bhar gaya tha. Jaise hi unhone aakhiri seedhi utari, unka baaya pair phisal gaya.
“Aah…!”
Mummy zor se cheekhi aur girne lagi. Theek usi pal Ali neeche se aa raha tha. Usne turant aage badhkar mummy ko apni majboot baahon mein pakad liya. Mummy ka poora sharir Ali ki chaati se sat gaya.
Ali ne bina ek pal ganwaye mummy ko god mein utha liya aur seedhe unke kamre ki taraf chal pada.
Mummy ke kapde baarish mein thode bheeg gaye the. Saadi ka pallu sarak gaya tha. Chehra dard aur ghabrahat se laal tha.
Ali ne mummy ko bistar par lita diya aur khud unke pairon ke paas neeche baith gaya.
Mummy ke pair behad sundar aur makhmali the. Unhone aaj red nail polish lagayi hui thi.
Ali: “Memsahab… zyada chot to nahi lagi?”
Mummy: “Aah… pata nahi Ali… pair bahut dard kar raha hai.”
Ali ne bahut dheere se mummy ka pair apne haath mein liya. Uski ungliyan naram lekin majboot thi.
Ali: “Moch aayi hai shayad. Aap ghabraiye mat.”
Mummy: “Uff… wahan mat chhoona, bahut dard ho raha hai.”
Ali ne mummy ki aankhon mein gehri nazar daali aur dheere se bola,
“Dard theek karne ke liye chhoona to padega na didi…”
Mummy: “Tum… tum rehne do, main khud kar lungi.”
Ali: “Aapse hila bhi nahi ja raha. Shaant se baithiye.”
Mummy ki saansein tez ho gayi. Woh sharm aur dard ke mishran mein boli,
“Par Ali… ye theek nahi lag raha.”
Ali: “Kya theek nahi lag raha? Mera aapka khayal rakhna?”
Mummy: “Nahi… wo baat nahi hai… par tumhara aise…”
Ali ne baat kaatate hue, bahut dheere se mummy ke tango ko sehlate hue kaha, halke haathon se upar jaate hue
“Main sirf wahi kar raha hoon jo mujhe karna chahiye.”
Mummy: “Aah! Ali… dheere…”
Ali ki ungliyan ab mummy ke takhne se dheere-dheere upar ki taraf sarak rahi thi. Woh halke-halke dabav ke saath malish kar raha tha.
Ali: “Aapki chamdi bahut naram hai didi… isliye neela nishan jaldi pad gaya.”
Mummy: “Tumhe kaise pata?”
Ali: “Bas dikh raha hai. Aapka dhyaan rakhna mera kaam hai, hai na?”
Mummy: “Haan… par itna kareeb mat aao.”
Ali ab aur thoda kareeb sarak gaya. Uski ungliyan mummy ke ghutne tak pahunch chuki thi. Woh bahut dheere, lekin mardana tareeke se sehla raha tha.
Ali: “Kyon? Dar lag raha hai… ya kuch aur ho raha hai?”
Mummy: “Ali! Badtameezi mat karo.” Mera beta ghar mein hi hai.
Ali muskuraaya aur fusfusate hue bola,
“Badtameezi nahi kar raha didi… hak jata raha hoon.”
Mummy: “Hak? Tum naukar ho…”
Ali: “Naukar hoon, isliye to pair daba raha hoon. Par dabate-dabate agar dil tak pahunch jaun to?”
Mummy ki saansein ab aur tez ho gayi. Woh sharm se sir jhuka leti hain, lekin sharir Ali ki ungliyon se hat nahi raha tha.
Ali ki ungliyan ab mummy ki janghon par ghoom rahi thi. Bahut naram, lekin jaanbujhkar seductive tareeke se.
Ali: “Didi… aapka dard kam ho raha hai na? Dekhiye… mere haathon mein kitna sukoon hai.”
Mummy: “Ali… ruk jao… koi aa jayega.”
Ali: “Baarish ho rahi hai bahar. Koi nahi aayega abhi.”
Ali ki ungliyan ab mummy ki janghon ke hisse par dheere-dheere ghoom rahi thi. Woh halka dabav daal raha tha, kabhi sehla raha tha. Mummy ki saadi upar tak kar di thi.
Ali: “Aapki janghen kitni garm hain didi… aur kitni naram… jaise rui.”
Mummy ki saansein phoolne lagi. Unki awaaz kaanp rahi thi,
“Ali… bas… ab kaafi hai…”
Ali ne mummy ki aankhon mein dekha aur bahut dheere se bola,
“Didi… aapki aankhen to kuch aur keh rahi hain. Wo dard nahi… kuch aur hai.”
Mummy ne nazrein jhuka li. Unka chehra ab aur laal ho gaya tha. Sharir mein ek ajeeb si garmi daud rahi thi. Ali ki ungliyan ab janghon ke bahut upar tak pahunch chuki thi, lekin abhi bhi malish ka bahana kar rahi thi.
Ali: “Didi… aap shaant ho jaiye. Main bas aapka dard door kar raha hoon… aur agar beech mein kuch aur mehsoos ho raha ho… to wo bhi theek hai.”
Mummy kuch nahi bol paayi. Unki saansein tez thi, sharir halka-halka kaanp raha tha. Ali ki ungliyan abhi bhi unki janghon par naram lekin seductive tareeke se ghoom rahi thi.
Mummy ki chadar ab thodi sarak chuki thi. Unki saadi ka pallu bhi hat gaya tha. Ali ki nazar mummy ki chhati par baar-baar ja rahi thi.
Ali ne bahut dheere se kaha,
“Didi… aapki saansein bahut tez ho rahi hain. Dard abhi bhi hai… ya kuch aur?”
Mummy ne kaanpti hui awaaz mein sirf itna kaha,
“Ali… tum… bahut shaitaan ho…”
Ali muskuraaya aur apni ungliyon ko thoda aur upar sarakte hue bola,
“Shaitaan nahi didi… bas aapka khayal rakh raha hoon.”
Mummy ki saansein ab aur bhaari ho chuki thi. Woh chadar ko kas kar pakde hue thi, lekin sharir Ali ki ungliyon se door nahi hat raha tha.
Ali ki ungliyan ab mummy ki janghon ke sabse upari hisse par thi. Mummy ki saansein poori tarah aniyantri ho chuki thi. Woh chadar ko kas kar pakde hue thi, lekin unka sharir Ali ki taraf jhuk raha tha.
Ali ne dheere-dheere apna chehra mummy ke chehre ke bahut kareeb le jaaya. Unki saansein ab ek-dusre ke chehre par pad rahi thi.
Mummy ki aankhen badi ho gayi. Woh ghabrakar boli,
“Ali… nahi… ye mat karo… please… ruk jao…”
Ali ne unki baat nahi suni. Usne ek haath se mummy ki gardan ke peeche ko halka sa pakad liya aur apna muh aage badhaya.
Mummy ne dono haathon se Ali ki chaati ko dhakka dene ki koshish ki,
“Ali… chhodo mujhe… ye galat hai… main tumhari didi hoon… ruk jao… aah… nahi…”
Lekin Ali nahi ruka. Usne mummy ke honthon par apna muh rakh diya.
Pehla kiss bahut gehra aur ghinauna tha. Ali ne mummy ke nichle honth ko apne honthon mein le liya aur zor se choosne laga. Uski jeebh mummy ke honthon ko alag karke andar ghus gayi.
Mummy ne zor se sir hilaya aur Ali ki chaati ko dhakka dete hue budbudayi,
“Mmm… n… nahi… Ali… chhodo… ummm… please…”
Ali ne mummy ki gardan ko aur kas kar pakad liya. Uski jeebh ab mummy ki jeebh se lipat gayi. Woh bahut gande tareeke se kiss kar raha tha — jeebh ko andar-bahar kar raha tha, mummy ke honthon ko choos raha tha, kabhi-kabhi halka sa kaat bhi raha tha. Uske muh se thodi-thodi laar mummy ke honthon par gir rahi thi.
Mummy abhi bhi virodh kar rahi thi. Unke haath Ali ki chaati par the, lekin dhakka dene ki taakat nahi thi. Unki awaaz ab dabi hui aur kaanpti hui thi,
“Ali… bas… aah… nahi… main… main nahi kar sakti… ummm… chhod do mujhe…”
Man mein – Main ye kya kar rahi hoon… nahi nahi… lekin mujhe maza aa raha hai.
Ali ne kiss ko aur gehra kar diya. Ab woh mummy ke honthon ko poora muh mein le raha tha. Uski jeebh mummy ki jeebh ko zor-zor se choos rahi thi. Kiss ki awaazein kamre mein goonj rahi thi — “chup… chup… chup…” wali geeli, ghinauni awaazein.
Mummy ki aankhon se aansu nikal aaye. Woh abhi bhi “nahi… nahi…” kar rahi thi, lekin dheere-dheere unka virodh kam hota ja raha tha. Unke haath Ali ki chaati se hatkar ab uske kandhon par aa gaye the.
Ali ne kiss ko thoda alag kiya, mummy ke honthon ko chooste hue fusfusaya,
“Didi… tumhare honth kitne meethe hain… kitne naram… main ruk nahi sakta…”
Mummy ne aankhen band kar li. Unki saansein ab poori tarah haanph rahi thi. Unhone bahut kamzor awaaz mein kaha,
“Ali… hum… hum galat kar rahe hain… aah…”
Lekin Ali ne phir se unke honthon par hamla kar diya. Is baar kiss aur bhi gehra aur lamba tha. Ali ki jeebh mummy ke muh ke andar ghoom rahi thi, laar ek-dusre ke muh mein mil rahi thi. Mummy ka sharir ab dheere-dheere Ali ki taraf jhuk raha tha.
Mummy ka ek haath ab Ali ki peeth par chala gaya. Woh abhi bhi virodh karne ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin unka sharir saath de raha tha.
“Ummm… Ali… bas… aah… nahi… haan… nahi…”
Ali ne kiss ko thoda aur gehra kiya. Ab dono ke muh poori tarah jude hue the. Laar unke honthon se tapak rahi thi. Mummy ki saansein ab Ali ki saanson mein ghul gayi thi.
Aakhirkaar mummy ka virodh poori tarah toot gaya. Unhone aankhen band kar li aur dheere-dheere Ali ke kiss mein saath dene lagi. Unki jeebh ab Ali ki jeebh se milne lagi. Kiss ab dono taraf se ho raha tha — geela, ghinauna, lamba aur bhookha.
Mummy ke muh se ab sirf “Ummm… ahhh…” ki awaazein nikal rahi thi.
Ali ne kiss ko thoda alag kiya, mummy ke honthon ko halka sa kaata aur fusfusaya,
“Didi… ab tum bhi saath de rahi ho… dekha… tumhe bhi accha lag raha hai…”
Mummy ne sharm se aankhen band rakhi, lekin unhone Ali ka kandha nahi chhoda. Unki saansein abhi bhi bahut tez thi.
Ali ne phir se mummy ke honthon par kiss kiya — is baar aur bhi dheere, lekin aur gehra.
Mummy ab poori tarah saath de rahi thi. Unke haath Ali ki peeth par the aur woh dheere-dheere kiss ka jawab de rahi thi.
Kamre mein sirf dono ki geeli kiss ki awaazein aur tez saansein goonj rahi thi.
Achanak bahar se ek aurat ki awaaz aayi —
“Didi…! Didi, aap kahan ho? Main hoon Reshma!”
Mummy aur Ali dono ek saath chaunk gaye. Mummy ki aankhen phat gayi. Ali turant peeche hat gaya.
Mummy ghabrakar fusfusayi,
“Arre… Reshma aa gayi…! Jaldi… Ali, bahar ja!”
Ali bhi ghabra gaya. Usne turant bistar se uthkar darwaze ki taraf dekha. Dono ke chehre par dar saaf dikh raha tha. Mummy ne jaldi se chadar theek ki, saadi ka pallu sambhala aur baalon ko haath se theek kiya. Unke honth abhi bhi Ali ke kiss se laal aur sooje hue the.
Mummy ne Ali ko haath ke ishare se bahar jaane ko kaha aur khud tez se kamre se bahar nikal gayi.
Bahar aangan mein Reshma khadi thi — Rohan ki chachi.
Reshma ka varnan (bahut gande tareeke se):
Reshma mummy se thodi zyada khubsurat thi. Umar karib 38-39 saal. Gora rang, lekin thoda gehua. Lambe, ghane, kaale baal jo kamar tak laharate the. Chehra gol aur nayan-naksh bahut aakarshak — badi-badi aankhen, mote honth aur ek chhoti si naak.
Uski chhati behad bhari hui aur unchi thi — shayad 40D ya usse bhi zyada. Blouse itna tight tha ki dono momme lagbhag fatne ko taiyar the. Nipples ki outline saaf dikh rahi thi. Kamar patli thi, lekin kulhe aur gaand bahut moti aur gol thi — saadi mein saaf ubhari hui, jaise do bade-bade tarbooz. Janghen moti aur gori thi. Kul milakar Reshma mummy se thodi zyada sexy aur bharavdaar lag rahi thi.
Reshma Haridwar se aayi thi. Chacha MNC company mein high post par job karte the, isliye zyadatar time bahar rehte the. Reshma bhi gharelu aurat thi, lekin mummy ki tarah akelepan ki aag se joojh rahi thi.
Mummy tez se bahar aayi aur muskuraane ki koshish karte hue boli,
“Arre Reshma… tum kab aayi? Main andar thi… kapde sukha rahi thi.”
Reshma ne mummy ko gale lagaya. Mummy ki saadi abhi bhi thodi ast-vyast thi aur honth sooje hue the. Reshma ne kuch anjaane mein hi poocha,
“Didi, aapka chehra itna laal kyon hai? Aur saansein bhi tez chal rahi hain. Theek to ho?”
Mummy ghabra gayi. Unhone jaldi se jawab diya,
“Kuch nahi… bas… seedhiyon se utarte waqt pair phisal gaya tha. Ali ne pakad liya. Thoda dard ho raha hai.”
Reshma ne muskuraate hue kaha,
“Accha… Ali ne bachaya? Accha ladka hai.”
Mummy ne sirf sir hila diya. Unka dil abhi bhi bahut tez dhadak raha tha.
Mummy ke man mein vichar:
“Bhagwan… Reshma ne mujhe aise dekh liya… agar use pata chal gaya ki Ali mere kamre mein tha aur hum… hum kiss kar rahe the… to kya sochegi? Main kitni sharminda hoon… lekin… Ali ke honth abhi bhi mere honthon par mehsoos ho rahe hain… meri chut abhi bhi geeli hai… Reshma ke saamne bhi mujhe Ali ki yaad aa rahi hai… main kitni gandi ho gayi hoon…”
Reshma ne mummy ka haath pakadkar kaha,
“Didi, aap baitho. Main chay bana deti hoon. Lagta hai aap thak gayi ho.”
Mummy: “Arre nahi Reshma, main banaati hoon na.”
Chachi nahi mani aur chay banane chali gayi.
Mummy ne haan mein sir hilaaya aur sofe par baith gayi. Lekin unka man abhi bhi Ali aur us ghinaune, gehre kiss mein uljha hua tha.
Tabhi Ali peeche se aaya aur mummy ke gaal mein peeche se aake chaat liye. Mummy ne use ghoor ke dekha.
Mummy: “Ali tum ye kya badtameezi hai?”
Ali: “Didi ye pyar hai.”
Mummy ne use ghoor ke dekha. Reshma chay leke aa gayi.
Mummy aur Reshma (chachi) dono sofe par baithkar chay pi rahi thi. Mummy abhi bhi thodi asahaj thi — unke honth halke sooje hue the aur chehra thoda laal. Reshma ne chay ka cup haath mein lekar mummy ko dekha aur muskuraayi.
Reshma ne Ali ko dekha jo chay ka tray rakhne ke baad khada tha. Usne muskuraate hue kaha,
“Ali bhai, tum bhi chay lo na.”
Ali ne sir jhukakar kaha,
“Shukriya didi.”
Usne ek cup chay liya aur bahar seedhiyon par baith gaya, jahan se andar ki baatein saaf sunai de rahi thi.
Mummy aur Reshma ab akeli thi. Dono purani saheliyon ki tarah baatein karne lagi.
Reshma: “Waah didi, aap to aur bhi chamak rahi ho. Chehra itna nikhra hua hai. Kya raaz hai? Lagta hai bhaiya ne koi naya tel-malai laga diya hai.”
Mummy ne sharmate hue muskuraakar kaha,
“Arre nahi Reshma… bas yun hi. Tum to dekho khud kitni sundar lag rahi ho. Lagta hai devar ji roz raat ko acche se ‘dawa’ dete hain.”
Reshma hans padi. Usne chay ka ghoot liya aur aankh maarte hue boli,
“Arre didi, devar ji to mahine mein das-pandrah din hi ghar aa paate hain. Baaki time to main bhi tumhari tarah akeli hi hoon. Lekin haan… jab aate hain to… thoda-bahut kaam chala lete hain. Tum batao, bhaiya kab aa rahe hain? Tumhara chehra to dekhkar lag raha hai ki kisi ne acche se ‘malish’ kar di hai.”
Mummy ka chehra aur laal ho gaya. Unhone chay ka cup neeche rakha aur boli,
(Chachi aur mummy saheliya jaisi thi)
“Arre chhodo na… bhaiya to dusre rajya mein hi pade hain. Mahine mein ek baar aate hain, woh bhi do-teen din ke liye. Phir chale jaate hain. Main to din bhar akeli hi rehti hoon.”
Reshma ne mummy ki jangh par haath rakhkar kaha,
“Didi, sach batao… akelepan mein man nahi karta? Sharir to maangta hi hoga. Hum auratein hain na… bas chupchaap sah lete hain. Main to kabhi-kabhi sochti hoon ki agar koi accha sa naukar ya koi aur mil jaaye to… thoda-bahut… tum samajh rahi ho na?”
Mummy ne sharm se sir jhuka liya. Unki saans thodi tez ho gayi. Unhone halke se kaha,
“Reshma… aisi baatein mat karo. Log sun lenge to kya kahenge?”
Reshma hanssi,
“Arre kaun sunega? Ali to bahar baitha hai. Aur woh to apna hi ladka jaisa hai. Tum batao na… sach-sach. Tumhe kabhi man nahi karta? Main to maanti hoon… kabhi-kabhi bahut tadap hoti hai.”
Mummy ne chup rehkar chay ka ghoot liya. Phir dheere se boli,
“Hota hai Reshma… bahut hota hai. Lekin kya karen? Samaj, izzat, beta… sab kuch dekhna padta hai.”
Reshma ne mummy ke kandhe par haath rakha aur seductive andaz mein boli,
“Didi, samaj to bahar ka hai. Andar to hum akeli hain. Agar koi accha, majboot aur chup rehne wala ladka mil jaaye… to thoda-bahut… maza to le sakte hain na? Main to kehti hoon… zindagi ek baar hai.”
Mummy ne kuch nahi kaha, bas muskura di. Lekin unke man mein Ali ki tasveer ghoom rahi thi.
Reshma ne phir se hanste hue kaha,
“Dekho didi, tumhara chehra dekhkar lag raha hai ki koi naya ‘tel’ lag gaya hai. Batao na… koi raaz hai kya? Ali to bahut accha ladka lagta hai… majboot bhi hai.”
Mummy ghabra gayi. Unhone jaldi se vishay badalte hue kaha,
“Arre chhodo na Reshma… tumhari baat karo. Devar ji kab aa rahe hain?”
Reshma ne aankh maarte hue kaha,
“Abhi to do hafte baad aayenge. Tab tak to main bhi tumhari tarah tadap rahi hoon.”
Dono hans padi, lekin mummy ki hansi mein sharm aur bechaini chhupi hui thi.
Bahar seedhiyon par baitha Ali poori baat sun raha tha. Uske honthon par ek shaitani muskana thi.
Ali ke man mein:
“Dono randiyan aapas mein baat kar rahi hain… saali Reshma bhi tadap rahi hai… accha… do-do randiyan ek saath… maza aayega…”
Mummy aur Reshma chay peete hue aur bhi ladies-talk karti rahi — pati ki kami, sharir ki tadap, akelepan ki peeda — sab kuch.
Mummy baar-baar Ali ko soch rahi thi, lekin Reshma ke saamne kuch nahi bol pa rahi thi.
Ali bahar seedhiyon par baitha chay pi raha tha, lekin uska poora dhyaan andar chal rahi baaton par tha. Dono auraton ki wo garm-garm baatein sunkar uska lund lungi ke andar khada ho chuka tha. Woh man hi man soch raha tha — “Dono randiyan ek saath tadap rahi hain… aaj ya kal inhe chodkar hi rahunga.”
Inhe apna thook bhi pilaunga
Andar sofe par mummy aur Reshma ab aur bhi khulkar baatein kar rahi thi.
Reshma ne apni saadi ka pallu thoda sarakte hue apni bhari hui chhati ko aur ubhaar diya. Blouse ke tight button se uske mote, gol nipples ki outline saaf dikh rahi thi. Usne mummy ki jangh par haath ferte hue seductive swar mein kaha,
“Didi… sach batao na… raat ko akeli lete-lete chut mein ungli to daalti ho na? Main to roz daalti hoon… kabhi-kabhi do-do ungliyan… aur sochti hoon ki koi mota, garm lund andar ghus raha ho… uff… kitni tadap hoti hai yaar…”
Mummy ka chehra sharm se laal ho gaya. Unki chut pehle se hi Ali ke kiss ke baad geeli ho chuki thi. Ab Reshma ki aisi khuli-khuli gandi baatein sunkar unki chut mein aur jhanjhanahat hone lagi. Unhone kaanpti awaaz mein kaha,
“Reshma… tum… bahut sharm nahi karti? Aisi gandi baatein…”
Reshma hanssi aur mummy ke kaan ke paas muh le jakar fusfusayi,
“Sharm kis baat ki, didi? Hum dono auratein hain. Main jaanti hoon tum bhi tadap rahi ho. Tumhare honth aaj aise sooje hue kyon hain? Aur chehra itna chamak raha hai… lagta hai kisi ne acche se choos liya hai aaj. Bolo na… Ali ne kuch kiya kya?”
Mummy chaunk gayi. Unka dil zor se dhadakne laga. Unhone ghabrakar kaha,
“Arre nahi… woh to bas… pair daba raha tha.”
Reshma ne aankh maarte hue kaha,
“Pair dabate-dabate agar janghon tak haath chala gaya ho to? Maine dekha hai Ali ko… bahut mardana badan hai uska. Lamba, kaala, mota lund hoga uska… sochkar hi meri chut geeli ho jaati hai.”
Mummy ab kuch nahi bol paayi. Unki saansein bhaari ho chuki thi. Unhone bas chay ka cup kas kar pakad liya. Unke man mein baar-baar Ali ke gehre, ghinaune kiss ki yaad aa rahi thi — wo laar, wo jeebh ka khel, wo honth choosne ki awaazein…
