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Jab bahu Naina ruki, ghar mein sex tak baat pahunchi

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Naina ne TV ki awaaz ek jhatke mein band kar di. Remote mez par de marne ki thak se drawing room ki shaam tut si gayi. Woh mere saamne khadi thi, peach cotton ki kameez mein, salwar ki silwat seedhi, dupatta kandhe se fisal kar uski kamar tak aaya hua.

“Main Hyderabad nahi ja rahi,” usne seedha kaha. “Kunal ko main pehle hi bol chuki hoon. Ticket uski akeli katwayi hai.”

Yahi baat thi jo subah se mere dimag mein khatak rahi thi. Kunal ka call maine uthaya tha, lekin usne sirf itna kaha tha ki Naina ghar par hi rahegi. Ab uski bahu ke munh se faisla sun kar meri ungliyan wall clock ki chabi par ruk gayin.

Lucknow ke is purane ghar mein, Hindustan ke us naram garm mausam ke saath, shaam hamesha aisi hi dhimi hoti hai. Pankha dheere ghum raha tha. Clock ki chabi ek ghum aur dena chahta tha main, lekin Naina ki aankhen mujh par tikin.

“Aapko gussa hai?” usne pucha.

Sir hilaya maine, inkar mein nahi, uljhan mein. “Gussa nahi. Hairani hai. Bahu ghar mein akeli padegi, Kunal naya shehar sambhalega. Log kya kahenge?”

“Log Bharat ke har mohalle mein kuch na kuch kahte hain,” Naina boli, awaaz mein koi mafi nahi thi. “Maine soch samajh kar kaha hai. Main yahan rukna chahti hoon.”

Uske honthon par halki si lipstick thi, din bhar ki mehnat ke baad bhi. Unattees saal ki umar, shaadi ko do saal, aur itna saaf irada. Dupatta uske kandhon se aur khisak aaya.

“Kunal ko pata hai kyun ruk rahi ho?” mera sawal nikal gaya.

Naina ka gala hila. “Usko pata hai main ghar sambhalna chahti hoon. Jo baat aapke aur mere beech hai, woh maine nahi kahi. Woh meri nahi, hamari hai, aur aaj tak sirf nazar tak thi.”

Pehle se chhupa irada

Clock ki chabi mez par rakh di. “Naina, main tumhara sasur hoon.”

“Isliye to itne din chup rahi,” usne kaha. “Aaj nahi rahungi.”

Mera haath uthaya usne aur apni kameez ke upar, chhati ke paas rakh diya. Kapda patla tha. Garam chamdi ne meri hatheli ko pakad liya. Hata sakta tha main. Hataya nahi.

“Agar aap nahi chahte to keh do,” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha. “Main kitchen chali jaungi, khana garam karungi.”

Uska haath apni kalai par dabaye rakha maine. “Yahan raho.”

Itna kaafi tha. Phir koi lecture nahi chala. Naina aage aayi, meri kurta ki baniyan ke neeche se ubharti garmi tak. Honth pehle honth se takraye, phir dabav badha. Lipstick ka swad meetha tha, saans mein chaye ki khushbu.

Takht ke kinare tak dhakel diya usne mujhe, bina naatak ke. Meri ungliyan uski kamar par phislin, kameez ki silai ke along. Button ek khula, doosra khula. Peach kapda khulne par uski chhati par safed bra dikhi, halka cup, teekha sa uthao.

“Aap bhi itne din dekhte rahe,” Naina ne kaha, saans tuti hui. “Ab dekh ke bas mat kijiye.”

Bra ka hook peeche se khola. Uski chhati haath mein bhari, naram, garam, nipple ungli ke neeche sakht. Muh rakh diya wahan. Naina ki ungliyan mere baal mein ghusi, sir ko dabaya, jaise kah rahi ho ki rukna mat.

Salwar ki nadi dheeli ki usne khud. Kapda ghutnon tak utra. Meri hatheli uski thighs ke andar se geelapan tak pahunchi, panty ke kinar se. Uski chut garam thi, already slippery. Do ungliyan andar gayin to Naina ki kammar lachak gayi, ek ah meri gardan par giri.

Kurta upar se nikalne mein uljha main, phir nikal hi gaya. Pajama ki nadi khuli. Mera lund uski pet ke against khada tha, garam, bhari nase. Naina ne neeche dekha, phir apna ek haath us par phera, dheere, jaise nap rahi ho.

“Itna socha tha, itna nahi,” usne halke se kaha, aur hans di. Woh hansna dar se nahi tha, raahat se tha.

Panty ko taraf ko sarka diya. Takht ki chadar pehle se rumal jaisi guchi hui thi, dopahar ki jhapai ka nishan. Naina us par let gayi, ek taang khuli, dupatta farsh par gir chuka. Main uske upar jhuka, lund uski chut ke muh par teka.

Andar dhakka diya to Naina ne saans roki, phir chhodi. Uski chut ne pakad liya, geeli, sakht. Pehle dhakke mein hi takht ki lakdi boli. Meri kamar chali, uski thighs meri kamar ko lapetne lagi.

“Aur andar,” usne kaha, daant honth par. Itna hi. Baaki awaaz ah aur haan mein tuti.

Chodne ki raftaar pehle sambhal ke thi, phir Naina ke naakhoon meri peeth par lage to tez ho gayi. Uski chhati meri chhati se ragad khati. Pankha upar se hawa ghumata raha, lekin paseena dono ke beech chipak gaya.

Tabhi bahar se dastak hui. Do baar, tez.

Padosi ki dastak

Jism ruk gaya. Naina ki aankhen khuli, meri taraf, dar se zyada gusse se. Pajama uthane ki koshish ki maine, kurta haath hi nahi aaya.

“Kaun hai?” awaaz di, darwaze ke paas jaate hue, abhi bhi adhurala.

“Sharda hoon, Ashok bhaiya. Cylinder wala aaya kya aaj? Humne suna tha line lagi thi.” Padosan ki awaaz saaf thi, beech aangan se.

Kundi nahi kholi. Darwaze ki darar se kaha, “Nahi aaya. Kal dekhte hain. Abhi rest hai.”

“Theek hai. Naina bahu se keh dena, kal subah pani ki line jaldi aa rahi hai.” Kadmon ki awaaz bhaag si gayi.

Peeche mudha to Naina takht par baithi thi, kameez adhuri khuli, salwar ek taang par atki. Uski saans abhi bhi tez thi. Hum akele the, lekin ghar ki deewar patli pad gayi thi.

“Ab yeh nahi chalega,” Naina ne kaha, awaaz dabakar. “Kursi par chum ke rukna, phir darwaza, phir sharm. Ya to aaj yahin poora karo, ya main kapde pehen ke kitchen chali jaun. Beech ka rasta mujhe nahi chahiye.”

Pehle jo socha tha, ki sirf sparsh aur ruk jaana, woh raasta band ho gaya. Dastak ne faisla saaf kar diya. Takht ki taraf wapas aaya main. Naina ne salwar poori utar di, bra bhi. Ab woh nangi thi, peach kameez sirf kandhe ke peeche latakti.

Pajama neeche kiya. Mera lund phir uski chut par laga. Is baar andar ek hi dhakke mein gaya, geelapan ne asani di. Naina ne meri gardan pakad li, pair takht ke kinare tak failaye.

Chodna ab tez tha, bina naap tole. Uski chut ki awaaz gili thi, takht ki chhanak ke saath. Meri hatheli uski chhati dabaaye rakhi, nipple do ungliyon ke beech. Naina ke baal takht par phail gaye, maang ki sindoor ki lakir tedhi pad gayi.

“Wahan… haan,” usne kaha jab meri kamar ka kone uski chut ke upar wale hisse se takraya. Uski taangein sakht huin, pet andar khicha, phir ek lamba kanp. Uski chut ne baraabar jhakjhor ke pakda. Maine rokne ki koshish nahi ki.

Kuch dhakke aur, tez, phir khud ki release uske andar hi giri, garam, bhari. Lambi saans li, uske kandhon par sar rakh ke. Naina ke naakhoon dheele pade, lekin pair ab bhi meri kamar ke peeche the.

Paseena saaf kiya usne apne gala se, meri bhi maath se. Kameez dhoondhi, bra nahi pehni, sirf kameez button upar tak. Salwar taangon mein khinchi, nadi dhili chhodi. Dupatta farsh se uthaya, lekin sir par nahi dala, bas bahon par latkaya.

Main pajama bandh raha tha, kurta dhoondh raha tha jo takht ke neeche sarak gaya tha. Clock ab bhi ruki hui thi, chabi mez par. Shaam ki roshni khidki se peeli ho chuki thi.

Naina ne pani ka steel glass uthaya, do ghoont liye, phir mere haath mein pakda diya. Glass ki thandak honth par achhi lagi. Koi badi baat nahi hui beech mein. Sirf itna sa routine, jaise khana nikalna.

“Kunal ka message aaya hoga,” usne kaha, phone ki taraf dekhe bina. “Kal subah dekhungi. Aaj nahi.”

Phone mez par hi pada raha, screen neeche. Main glass rakh kar chappal dhoondhne laga, jo diwan ke paas the. Roz ki sair ka time nikal chuka tha, lekin pair ab bhi wahi aadat maangte the.

Sair par nikalte hue

Verandah ki taraf badha. Naina saath saath aayi, kameez ke neeche uski chhati ab bhi bina bra ke hil rahi thi, lekin darwaze tak aate aate pallu sambhal liya usne, mohalle ke liye.

Chappal pehne, kutte ki zanjeer nahi thi aaj, sirf walking stick ke bina nikalna tha. Hath kundi par gaya. Naina ne meri kalai pakdi, ek pal, phir chhod di.

Bahar kadam rakha. Peeche se kundi ki khanak aayi, andar se. Naina ne ghar ki kundi band kar di, ek hi jhatke mein, jaise ab yeh ghar uske irade se band hota ho, kisi ke aane ke liye khula nahi.

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