Latch par meri ungli ruki hui thi, paon pehle hi chappal ke andar tha. Raghav ke last jumle kamre mein latak rahe the, jaise unhe koi poora karne wala hi nahi.
“Tumhari ma ne mujhe plate pakdai, tumne sirf woh muh ki muskurahat di. Itna bhi nahi kaha ki yeh koi mehmaan nahi.” Uski awaaz gusse se kam, thakavat se zyada thi.
Maine muh khola, band kiya. Nashik ki dopahar itni garm thi ki khidki se aati hawa bhi suki lag rahi thi, Bharat ke is hisse mein April aise hi chalta hai. Hum dono usi living room mein khade the jahan subah chai bani thi, aur ab chai thandi pad chuki thi.
“Main roz unke saamne lecture nahi de sakti.” Yeh meri taraf se adhura jawab tha, poori saza nahi. Dupatta kandhe se sarak kar kohen tak aa gaya, lekin maine sambhala nahi.
Raghav ne t-shirt ke neeche se saans bhari. Jeans ki pocket mein haath daal kar khada raha, darwaza uske peeche tha, main uske saamne. “Jana hai toh jao, Tanvi. Main bheek nahi maangunga.”
Yahi jumla adhura jhagda ban gaya. Na maafi, na faisla. Chappal ne floor par halki si awaaz ki. Main nikal sakti thi. Clinic ki evening shift baad mein thi, maa ka call bhi silent par pada tha. Ek kadam bahar ka matlab tha yeh baat kal bhi kaachi rahegi.
Haath latch se hata. Chappal se paon nikaal kar andar rakh diya. Palat kar usi kamre mein ruki, kyunki jaane se jhagda khatam nahi hota, sirf dafan ho jata.
Baat adhuri thi isliye ruki
“Main jaa sakti thi. Ruki isliye hoon ki mujhe tum abhi chahiye, lecture nahi.” Itna keh kar main khud bhi chup ho gayi. Yeh izin ki bheek nahi thi, seedha khwahish thi.
Raghav do kadam aaya, ruk gaya, phir mere kareeb aa kar maatha mere maathe se laga diya. Uski aankhen gusse wali nahi, geeli garmi wali thi. “Theek hai,” usne itna hi kaha, aur uska haath meri kamar par raha, dabav se nahi, poochne se.
Pehla kiss daant aur gusse ka mix tha. Maine uske baal ungliyon mein liye, usne meri kameez ki back pe hatheli feri. Dupatta floor par gira, koi uthane nahi aaya. Hum sofa ke kinare tak dhakke se pahunche, na koi naya kamra, na koi bahana.
Kameez ke button upar se khule. Uske honth mere gale par the, meri saans tez ho gayi. Main ne uski t-shirt upar ko kheench, seene par muh rakha. Uski skin par namak aur sabun dono mil rahe the. Jeans ka button meri ungliyon se zid kar raha tha, phir khula.
“Yahan,” maine kaha, sofa ki taraf thoda dhakka de kar. Woh let gaya, main uske upar aa gayi, salwar ab tak kamar par hi thi. Usne naada khola, mere pair se kapda neeche sarakaya. Panty geeli thi, uski ungli uske upar ruki, phir andar gayi, dheere, jaise ab bhi gussa beech mein khada ho.
Main uske kandhon ko pakad kar jhuki. “Tez mat kar, magar ruk bhi mat.” Itna kehna kaafi tha. Uska lund jeans ke andar se nikal kar meri pet par lag, garam, tight. Maine haath se sahla, uski saans meri gardan par toot gayi.
Hindustan ki is dopahar mein bahar scooter, hawker, door se koi radio chal raha tha, lekin kamre ke andar sirf hamari khalish thi. Maine uska lund apne honthon tak laya, choosa, geela kiya, uski thighs meri palmon ke neeche kaanpne lagi. Woh mere baal sambhal kar rakhta, kheenchta nahi.
Jab main upar aayi toh uski aankhen band thi, muh khula. Maine salwar ek taraf fenki, kameez bhi. Bra hook peeche se khula, uske munh ne meri chhati pakad li, jeebh se nipple ko ghumaya. Meri chut already geeli thi, uski do ungliyan andar, angutha upar, rhythm milte hi meri kamar khud hilne lagi.
“Ab andar,” maine kaha, aur uske upar baithe hue uska lund apni chut ke muh par raga. Dheere utri, pura liya, aankh band ki. Pehla bharawat itna tha ki gussa bhi kisi kone mein baith gaya. Uske haath meri hips par the, na upar dhakka, na neeche.
Main hilne lagi, chhoti leher, phir lambi. Sofa ki back meri hatheli ke neeche dasti. Usne meri kamar pakdi, neeche se dhakka diya, meri chut uske lund ko nigalti rahi. Aawazein sharm se kam, bhook se zyada nikal rahi thi. Kabhi uska naam, kabhi bas saans.
Palat kar main sofa par let gayi. Raghav mere ghutnon ke beech aaya, ek pair ko apne kandhe par rakha, doosra sofa ke kinare. Is baar usne choda tez, lekin nazar meri nazar se mili rahi. Har dhakke par meri chhati uchhalti, uske baal gire hue seene par chipakte.
“Aur,” maine kaha, aur usne diya. Lund gehra gaya, meri chut pakad kar rakhti. Paseena dono ke pet par mil raha tha. Uske honth mere honth se hat kar gale par, phir wapas. Main apna ek haath beech mein le gayi, clit sahlaate hue uske dhakkon ke saath taal milayi.
Jo chaha woh khul kar kiya
Woh pal jab meri thighs kaanpne lagi, maine uske kandhon ko kheench liya. Orgasm aasteen ki tarah nahi, darwaze ki tarah aaya, ek jhatke mein. Meri chut uske lund ko bar bar kas ti rahi, awaaz meri marzi se unchi nikal gayi. Usne rukne ki koshish ki, lekin main ne hips se kaha ki mat ruko.
Thodi der baad usne nikal kar meri pet par cum gira, garam, chipchipa. Main ne haath se chhua, saans sambhali. Woh meri bagal mein girsa, dono ki saansein phooli hui thi. Na koi badi baat, na maa wali file khuli. Sirf ceiling fan ki dheemi dhar.
Maine uske seene par ungli ghumai. “Abhi bhi gussa hai?”
“Abhi nahi. Shaam ko shayad.” Uske muh par thaki hui hansi thi. Yeh wada nahi tha, sirf timing thi.
Hum thodi der aise hi pade rahe. Usne meri thighs ke andar se apni hatheli feri, na naya round shuru kiya, na sawal. Maine uska lund dheere se pakda, dheela, garam, phir chhod diya. Kameez floor se uthai, bra pehle, phir kameez. Salwar taangon se chadhaya, naada bandha.
Dupatta sofa ke neeche se nikala. Chappal wahi thi jahan maine utari thi. Raghav jeans khheench kar khada ho gaya, t-shirt muh se nikalte hue bola, “Pani?”
“Nahi. Maa ka time nikal raha hai.” Yeh jhagde ka jawab nahi tha, sirf meri zindagi ka next kadam tha. Usne kuch nahi roka. Main darwaze tak gayi, latches ko is baar poora ghuma, peeche dekhe bagair nahi, ek nazar zaroor daali. Woh kitchen ke kinare khada tha, glass haath mein liye, abhi bharne se pehle.
Neeche jaakar auto mil gaya
Seedhiyon par garmi aur humari khushbu dono peeche reh gayi. Gali mein ek shared auto khali khada tha, driver paan masalta. Maine haath uthaya.
“Panchavati, seedha.” Baithte hi meter chadha. Auto ne Nashik ki patli gali se ruk-ruk kar nikaal, aur maine phone unmute kiya. Maa ka missed call glow kar raha tha. Is dafa maine uthaya nahi, sirf bagal wali seat par dupatta sambhala, aur aage dekhti rahi.