Bouquet ke ribbon ko lapetne ke bajaye Kavya ne use table par patak diya. Side room ki halki peeli batti mein uski saansein tez thi. Bahar community hall mein farewell ka shor chal raha tha, lekin kamre ke andar sirf hum dono the.
“Tumne kaha tha aaj door rahoge,” usne meri cream shirt ke kagar ko ungliyon se masla. “Phir MC ne humein jodi bana ke announce kaise kar diya?”
Main uske kareeb khada tha, dark trousers ki belt abhi bhi kasi hui. Dehradun ke is purane community hall ka yeh chhota sa side room teacher ke bouquet aur water bottles se bhara pada tha. India ke is pahadi shehar mein aaj shaam Ramesh sir ka farewell tha, aur hum dono volunteer the.
Kavya ki maroon kurta ki silwat uski kamar par atki thi. Black churidar tight tha. Dupatta ek chair par pada tha. Uske baal bun se thode khule the, aur uski aankhen gusse se chamak rahi thi.
“Maine door rehne ka waada isliye kiya tha kyunki tumne kaha tha tumhare mama audience mein honge,” maine jawab diya. “Tumne kaha tha pehle unhe kuch dikhne mat dena. MC ko maine jodi nahi likhwayi. Committee ne khud maan liya ki hum saath aayenge.”
Woh ek kadam peeche hatti, phir ruki. Bahar se dholak aur taaliyon ka shor aa raha tha. Bharat ke is shehar ki thandi hawa khidki ke neeche se ghus rahi thi, lekin kamre ke andar garmi thi.
“Main samjhi thi tumhe meri zaroorat nahi,” Kavya ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha. “Last month jo hua, uske baad tumne space maanga. Maine socha yeh farewell tak rukna sirf bahana hai.”
Last month humne almost line cross ki thi, phir dono ne rok liya tha. Us raat ka waada yahi tha ki pehle yeh public kaam khatam hoga, phir baat hogi. Dono ne alag matlab nikaal liya.
Stage par Ramesh sir ka speech shuru hone wala tha. Humein thodi der ke andar bouquet dena tha. Itna time tha, aur itna time nahi tha.
Kavya ne table ke kinaare se crushed ribbon uthaya, phir wapas rakh diya. “Agar tumhe nahi chahiye, to abhi keh do. Main akeli stage par chali jaungi.”
Maine uska haath pakda, zor se nahi, bas rokne ke liye. “Mujhe chahiye. Space nahi chahiye tha. Sirf yeh mat socho ki log humein dekh kar faisla karenge. Waada galat samjha gaya.”
Usne meri ungliyon ko apni ungliyon mein uljha liya. “Phir abhi. Stage se pehle. Main khud yeh maang rahi hoon, Varun.”
Galatfehmi hall ke kone mein khuli
Pehla kiss dheema nahi tha. Kavya ne mera kolar pakad kar khincha, aur maine uske honth milaye. Maroon kurta ke neeche uski body garam thi. Chair par pada dupatta wahi raha. Table ki kinaar meri kamar se takrai.
Uske baal bun se aur khule. Meri ungliyon ne unhe peeche kiya, gale ki narm jhilli tak. Kavya ne lambi saans li, phir meri belt ke buckle par haath rakha.
“Itne din isliye nahi ki main darti thi,” usne kaha, awaaz kanpte hue. “Isliye ki main samjhi thi tum pachtate ho.”
Shirt ke pehle do button khul gaye, teesra atka, phir tut sa gaya. Kavya ke honth mere seene par lage. Cream kapde ka kagar uski kalaai par latka. Main nanga nahi tha, lekin shirt khuli hui thi aur uski garam saans meri chamdi par thi.
Kurta upar uthate hi black bra dikha, patli pattiyan kandhon par. Maine patti ko side kiya, muh se nipple ko dabaya. Kavya ki ungliyan mere baal mein ghus gayin. Uski aankhen band thin, lekin muh se halki si awaaz nikal rahi thi jo dholak ke shor mein bhi saaf thi.
Belt khuli. Zipper neeche. Dark trousers ghutnon tak khisak aaye. Kavya ke haath ne meri underwear ke elastic ko khincha, aur mera lund bahar aa gaya, tight, garam, uski kalaai ke andar dhadakta.
“Itna wait karke bhi tum soft nahi pade,” usne hans diya, woh hansna chhota tha. Phir uska chehra gambhir ho gaya. “Varun, agar ab ruke to main khud ko maaf nahi karungi.”
Churidar ko maine uski thighs se neeche sarkaaya. Ek pair panty black thi, geeli. Kapda side hua to uski chut garam mili, balon ke beech geelapan ungli par chipak gaya. Kavya ne apna ek pair pair table ki kinaar par tikaaya, doosra zameen par rakha, balance ke liye mera kandha pakad liya.
Pehli ungli andar gayi to usne daant honth par dabaaye. Doosri ke saath uski chut ne dabaav liya. Main tez nahi gaya. Uski kamar meri kalai ke neeche kamp rahi thi. Bahar clap ka round aaya, kisi ne Ramesh sir ka naam liya, lekin kamre ke andar sirf geeli awaaz thi.
Kavya ne mera lund pakad kar neeche se upar phera, geele honth se meri gardan chumi. “Condom. Shirt ki jeb mein last month se hai na? Tab bhi socha tha, phir ruke the.”
Jeb se packet nikala. Plastic ki patli awaaz table ke shor se alag thi. Maine lund par condom lagaya, kinaar ko neeche tak sarkaaya. Kavya ne dekh kar sir hilaya, jaise yeh chhoti si taiyari bhi uske liye zaroori thi.
Table ki kinaar thandi thi uski nangi thighs ke neeche. Main beech mein khada raha, trousers ghutnon par. Lund uski chut ke muh par laga, geelapan condom ke upar phisla. Kavya ne meri kamar pakdi aur khud ko aage kiya.
Andar jaate hi dono ki saansein phooli hui thi. Uski chut ne dabaaya, garam, tight, itne din ke rukne ke baad. Maine uske kandhon ko thama. Kurta abhi bhi uske upar thi, pet tak uthii hui, bra ek side khiski. Yeh adhoora kapdon wala hona hi us pal ko aur teekha bana raha tha.
“Chodo,” usne kaha, seedha, bina sharm ke. “Jo waada beech mein atak gaya tha, use yahin khatam karo.”
Maine use choda, pehle chhote dhakke, phir lambe. Table halke se hatne lagi. Water bottle ek kona chhui, giri nahi. Kavya ki ek taang meri kamar ke peeche bandh gayi. Har dhakke par uski chut geeli awaaz karti, jaise woh bhi saaf kar rahi ho ki misunderstanding kitni extra thi.
Uske baal mere muh se chipak rahe the. Maine bun ka guchchha khol diya, kaale baal peeth par gir gaye. Kavya ne meri khuli shirt ke dono kinaare pakad kar khinche, jaise door bhagne ka koi rasta hi na bache.
“Mama ko kuch nahi dikhega yahan se,” maine kaha, saans ke beech. Woh line pehle tension thi, ab sirf garam hansi ban gayi.
“Chup. Unki baat baad mein.” Kavya ne meri gardan kaat ke neeche honth rakhe. Uski aankhen is baar khuli thin, aur usme gussa nahi, bhook thi.
Rhythm badla jab usne khud ko table par aur peeche jhukaaya. Meri ungliyan uski kamar par thin, phir uski thighs ke andar. Har baar jab lund poora andar jata, Kavya ki awaaz rukti, phir nikalti. Bahar koi geet start hua, microphone ki ghoonj deewar se aai, lekin shabd saaf nahi the.
Uski chut aur tight hui. Maine dhakke gehriye, condom ke saath bhi garmi saaf mehsoos ho rahi thi. Kavya ne apna ek haath apne pet par rakha, neeche, jahan hum jude the, jaise confirm kar rahi ho ki yeh sapna nahi.
“Varun… yahin, yahi…” uski awaaz toot gayi. Uski thighs meri kamar ko kas gayin. Main uske climax ke dauran andar raha, chhote dhakke, ruk ruk ke, uski chut ke dhakkan ke saath. Kavya ka muh mere seene par daba, awaaz dabi, lekin uska jism spasht tha.
Uske baad bhi main andar tha. Shirt gili thi paseene se. Kavya ki lambi saans meri chamdi par faili. Maine nahi nikala, kyunki usne abhi chhoda nahi tha.
“Ab tum,” usne kaha, halki muskaan ke saath. “Itna control mat dikhao. Main dekhna chahti hoon tum bhi girte ho.”
Phir dhakke tez hue. Table ki kinaar uski nangi thighs ko thoda chhil rahi thi, isliye maine uske neeche apni kalaai sarkaai. Kavya ne meri kalaai pakad li. Lund uski geeli chut mein baar baar gaya, condom ki patli ghisar ke saath. Meri kamar kasi, pet gathri sa bana, aur main andar hi gir gaya, dhakke ke last khinchaav mein.
Kuch pal hum akele se lage, jabki hall bhari thi. Uski aankhen meri aankhon par thin. Kurta uske pet par gili silwaton mein padi thi. Mera lund abhi bhi andar tha, dheema padta hua, condom ki garmi ke saath.
Bahar taaliyan phir uthin. Kisi ne glass ki chhanak sunai. Side room ki peeli batti waisi ki waisi rahi. Kavya ne meri shirt ke khule button par ungli pheri, jaise ginti kar rahi ho kitne khule hain.
“Committee ne jodi isliye maan li kyunki hum hamesha saath aate hain,” usne dheere kaha. “Galat unka nahi tha. Galat hamara chup kar ke alag matlab nikalna tha.”
Maine nikaala, dheere. Condom bhara hua tha. Trousers ko ghutnon se upar kiya, zipper poori nahi kheench paaya pehli koshish mein. Kavya ne churidar uthaya, panty seedhi ki, kurta neeche ki. Bra ki patti kandhe par wapas daali. Bun nahi bana, baal khule hi rahe.
Bahar se naam pukara gaya
Loudspeaker khadka. “Varun Malhotra aur Kavya Mehra, bouquet ke saath stage par aaiye. Ramesh sir waiting.” Awaz itni kareeb thi jaise koi darwaze ke peeche khada ho.
Kavya ne crushed bouquet uthaya. Ribbon ab bhi table par pada tha, alag. Phool kuch dabe hue the, jaise unhe bhi dhakka laga ho. Usne unhe jaise-taise saamne kiye, maroon kurta ki silwat pet par ab bhi gili thi.
Maine teesra button lagane ki koshish ki, atka hua tha, chhod diya. Cream shirt ke neeche seene par Kavya ke baal ka ek taar chipka tha. Belt kasii, lekin loop ulta pada. Dark trousers ki crease ab nahi rahi.
“Mama dekh lenge,” maine kaha, dar se nahi, jaldi se.
“Dekh len to dekh len. Bouquet daba hua hai, baal khule hain, tumhari shirt tedhi hai. Itna kaafi hai ki log samajh jaayein hum late isliye aaye.” Kavya ne darwaza pakda. Uski aankhen ab gusse wali nahi thin. “Saath chalo. Jodi unhone announce kar hi di.”
Side room ka darwaza khula to hall ki roshni aankhon mein bhari. Dholak ruk chuka tha. Log palat kar dekh rahe the. Ramesh sir stage ke kinare muskuraha tha, haath aage, bouquet ke liye.
Hum tez kadam nahi chala paaye. Kavya ke churidar ki silwat ab bhi thighs par ghumi hui thi. Mera lund ab shaant tha, lekin condom ki yaad trousers ke andar abhi bhi thi. Stage ke pehle ki seedhi par uska haath mere haath se takraya, is baar chhupane ke liye nahi.
Bouquet usne Ramesh sir ke haath mein diya. Phool dabe hue the, ribbon ghaayab. Hall mein halki hansi phaili, koi samajh nahi paaya wajah. MC ne microphone par kuch cover kiya, taaliyan uthin.
Kavya mere kandhe ke peeche khadi rahi, saans abhi bhi tez. Main muskuraha, kyunki ab aur chhupane ka waada nahi bacha tha. Stage ki roshni ne uske khule baal aur meri khuli shirt dono ko saaf dikha diya, aur committee wale taaliyon ke beech hi hum dono ko dekhte reh gaye.