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Suhagraat par Isha ke izhaar ne mera jaana rok diya

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Chappal pair mein daalte hue main darwaze ke paas ruk gaya. Neeche Ahmedabad ke is ghar mein shaadi ke mehmanon ki hasi abhi bhi chal rahi thi.

Isha palang ke kinare baithi thi, lehenga ke gher ko dono haathon se sametti hui. Uske baal gajre se bandhe the, aur uski aankhen mujhe dekh rahi thin jaise main sach mein nikal jaunga.

Maine kaha, “Main neeche jaakar cousin logon ko keh aata hoon ki shor kam karein. Tum sone se pehle paani pee lena.”

Uske kandhon par laal dupatta dhila pada tha. Main samajha tha ki Hindustan ki lambi pheras aur dhol ke baad usko aaram chahiye, isliye nikalna hi uske liye sahuliyat hogi.

Haath darwaze ke knob par rakh chuka tha. Pair ke neeche chappal thi. Palang se uthkar usne meri taraf do hi kadam liye.

“Varun.” Uske muh se mera naam halka tha. “Mat jao. Maa ko maine khud bhej diya hai. Main nahi chahti tum is raat neeche utro.”

Main wapas muda. “Mehman nahi manenge. Bua bhi poochhegi ki dulha kahan gaya.”

Isha ne mera haath pakad liya. “Bua Lata ko maine keh diya hai ki suhagraat hamari hai. Tum jaoge to main yahan akeli pad jaungi, aur main akeli nahi sona chahti.”

Uske izhaar ne raasta palat diya

Chappal ka feeta haath se chhoot gaya. Maine uska haath vapas dabaaya. “To main rukta hoon. Jo tum kahogi, wahi hoga.”

Darwaza peeche se halke se band ho gaya jab main andar aaya. Pairon se chappal nikal kar main uske paas khada ho gaya. Isha ne mera kurta ka kadda pakda, lekin kheench nahi, sirf pakde rakha.

Uske honth pehle meri gardan ke kareeb aaye, phir muh par. Chumma geela tha, gajre ki khushbu ke saath. Meri ungliyon ne uski kamar dhoondhi, jahan lehenga ki naada kas ke bandhi thi.

Palang par baithe baithe blouse ke hook ek ek karke khule. Isha ne khud haath peeche kiye, jaise yeh kaam usne soch rakha ho. Choli ke neeche uski chhatiyan bhaari thin, nipple mere hatheli ke neeche sakht ho gaye.

“Yahan se dheere,” usne saans ke beech kaha, aur main rukkar sirf ungli phiraata raha. Bharat ke is garm mausam mein bhi uski twacha meri hatheli ke neeche thandi lagi, paseene ke baad bhi.

Lehenga neeche sarakte sarakte petticoat atak gaya. Dono hans pade. Uske baal gajre se chhoot kar mere muh par aa gaye. Maine gajra alag rakha, koi jaldbaazi nahi, sirf rasta saaf kiya.

Nangi hote hi Isha chadar ke kone se apni thighs dhakne lagi, phir khud hata diya. Uski maang mein sindoor ab bhi gehra tha. Maine maang par honth rakhe, aur laal rang mere honth par lag gaya.

Uski chut garam thi jab meri ungli neeche gayi. Geeli, tight, aur uski saans meri gardan par toot rahi thi. Do ungliyan andar gayi to usne meri kalai pakad li, dhakka nahi diya, sirf taalswar rakha.

“Aur andar,” usne kaha, aankhen band karke. Maine dabaaye rakha, phir nikaal kar uski clit par gol kiya. Uski kamar meri taraf uth ti, palang ki chadar sikud gayi.

Mera lund kurta ke neeche kasa hua tha. Isha ne pajama ki naada khud kholi. Uska haath garam tha. Woh mujhe dekhkar muskuraayi, sharm aur bhook ek saath.

Upar se meri shirt utri. Neeche se uski petticoat poori tarah hat gayi. Kamre ki ek hi batti peele rang ki thi, deewar par kalash ki parchaai kaampi.

Palang par let te hue usne ghutne khole. Main uske beech aaya, lund uski chut ke muh par tika. Isha ne mere kandhe par naakhun rakhe aur sir hilaya, itna sa ishara kaafi tha.

Andar jaate hi dono ki saansein ruki. Uski chut ne pehle dhakke par kas liya. Maine rukkar uski aankhen dekhin. Woh muskuraayi, phir honth kaat kar kaha, “Ab hilao.”

Dheere dhakke shuru hue. Lehenga ka gher palang ke neeche gira pada tha, pair usi kapde se atakte. Main uski thighs ko apni kamar se sataaye rakha. Har baar jab lund poora baithta, Isha ki awaaz dabi reh jati.

“Zor se nahi, gehrai se,” usne kaha. Maine taalswar badla, chhota khainch, lamba baithna. Uski chhatiyan meri chhati se ragad khati thin. Sindoor ab meri gardan par bhi lag chuka tha.

Kabhi uska haath mere baal mein jaata, kabhi mere lund ke neeche apni chut ko dabaati. Geelapan raaston tak aa gaya. Palang ki paaye halki si chhalak paida karti, lekin neeche ke shor mein woh awaaz mil jaati.

Main uski kamar ke neeche haath ghasit kar usko apni taraf kheenchta. Uski aankhen kabhi khulti, kabhi band. Jab khulti to seedha muh par dekhti, koi shikayat nahi, sirf maang.

“Yahan… yahi,” usne ek baar kaha jab meri pubic bone uski clit se takrai. Maine wahi kona pakad liya. Uski thighs meri kamar par lapeti gayi. Andar dhakke tez hue, lekin kachche nahi.

Paseena uske kaleje par chamka. Maine jeebh se chaat kar ponchha. Woh hans di, phir turant saans bhaari ho gayi. Uski chut bar bar kasti, jaise pakad kar chhodti ho.

Mera lund poora geela ho chuka tha. Nikaalte hue sirf mundi bahar rehti, phir dubti. Isha ne apna ek haath apni chati par rakha, doosra meri kamar par. “Mat nikalna ab.”

Uske kehne par main andar hi raha. Dhakke chhote, gahre. Palang ki chadar munh tak aa gayi. Gajra neeche farsh par luthak raha tha. Kamre mein kapur ki khushbu aur uski twacha mil gayi thi.

Jab uski kamar kas kar uth ti, uski chut ne mera lund ko itna dabaaya ki meri saans atak gayi. Isha ne daant se mere kandhon ki skin dabaayi, awaaz dabi, pair seedhe.

Uske baad bhi main hilata raha, lekin dhima. Uski aankhen nam thin, muskuraahat ke saath. Maine uske honth chume, sindoor ke swaad ke saath. Woh meri jeebh pakad kar chhodti rahi.

Jaldi hi mera lund bhi kasne laga. Maine uski kamar pakad kar poora andar baitha diya. Isha ne mujhe apne se chipkaaye rakha jab main uske andar utar gaya, garam, lamba, ek hi daur.

Dono kuch der aise hi pade rahe. Meri saans uske baal mein phansi. Uski ungliyan meri peeth par dheemi thi. Bahar se koi hansi uthi, phir door chali gayi.

Lund nikalte hue geelapan uski thighs par behne laga. Maine chadar ka kone se uski kamar ponchha. Isha ne haath hataane nahi diya, sirf meri kalai ko apni pet par rakh liya.

Kurta palang ke paaye ke paas gira tha. Dupatta usi ke upar. Isha ne chadar khinch kar dono ko dhak liya. Maang ka sindoor ab bikhar chuka tha, meri collarbone par laal daag saaf dikh raha tha.

“Neeche mat jaana ab,” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, aankh band karke. Maine sirf uski ungli pakad li. Baat wahi khatam ho gayi. Zyada qasamnahi, sirf haath.

Raat ke baad kamra shaant pada. Kabhi uski saans meri chhati par garam thi, kabhi meri kalai uski chut ke upar dalti, bina naye dhakke ke. Ek hi milna tha, usi par dono ruk gaye.

Subah uska saath chhootna

Subah bua Lata ki awaaz neeche se aayi, nashta aur doodh ka naam lekar. Isha aankh malte hue chadar mein simat gayi. Main palang se utra, pajama pehna, kurta uthaya.

Kurta ke kaddhe ab bhi khule the. Sindoor ka daag collar par sookh chuka tha. Maine woh daag nahi ponchha. Isha ne palang se haath badhaaya, meri ungli ek pal ke liye pakdi, phir chhod di.

Darwaza kholte hue main seedhiyon ki taraf nikal gaya, us laal daag ko kurta par liye, jaise suhagraat ka nishan neeche nashta tak saath chala aaya ho.

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