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Suhagrat par Anjali ne mujhe rasam se pehle rok liya

Thali Anjali ke haath se hil gayi jab neeche se mausi ki awaaz aayi. Woh darwaze ke paas khadi thi, shaadi wala lehenga abhi bhi pehne hue, bindi tight, saans tez.

“Vikram, chalo neeche,” usne kaha. “Tumne subah kaha tha pehle rasam khatam karenge.”

Main palang ke kinare baitha tha, sherwani ke buttons adhkhule. Nagpur ke is purane ghar ki pehli manzil par Bharat ki shaadi wali raat thi, aur family ka dastur neeche zinda tha.

Maine sir hilaya. “Maine woh nahi kaha. Maine kaha tha mausi ko bol denge ki yeh raat humari hai.”

Anjali ki aankhen ghumi. “Tumne kaha rasam ke baad. Maine suna rasam pehle. Ab mausi thali lekar khadi hai.”

Yeh hamari suhagrat thi, aur beech mein ek galat suna hua jumla khada tha. Neeche se phir awaaz aayi, mitthi, jaldi wali.

Neeche mausi ka dastur

Anjali ne thali ko seene se lagaya. “Mausi boli agar aaj na kiya to subah mandir se pehle mood kharab rahega. Main wada samajh ke taiyar hui.”

“Wada yeh tha ki hum unhe mana karenge,” maine jawab diya. “Tumne meri baat ko ulta pakad liya.”

Woh ek kadam andar aayi. Lehenga ki ghungroo ki halki khanak kamre mein faili. Uski aankhen gusse se nahi, uljhan se bhari thi.

“To ab?” usne poocha. “Main jhooth bol ke laut jaun? Hindustan mein aisi suhagrat pe koi na koi rishtedaar darwaze ke peeche khada hi rehta hai.”

Maine khade hokar uska haath thali ke kinare se pakda. “Thali yahin rakh. Main jaake bol dunga ki hum thak gaye. Tumhe neeche nahi jana.”

Woh hasi nahi. “Tumhare bolne se mausi manegi nahi. Unhone subah mujhse haan li thi. Galti meri bhi hai.”

Palang ke paas diya ki lo palak jaisi kaamp rahi thi. Kamra garam tha. Anjali ki saans unchi thi, meri bhi.

Maine thali dheere se uske haathon se nikal kar palang ke paas mej par rakh di. Yeh pehla solid faisla tha. Woh ruk gayi, lekin darwaze ki taraf peeth nahi ki.

“Agar main abhi nahi gayi,” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “to unhe lagega humne dastur tod diya.”

“Dastur todna nahi, der karna hai. Yeh raat pehle hamari hai. Neeche ki thali baad mein bhi chalegi.”

Anjali ne apna ek haath mere sherwani ke khule button par rakha. “To rukti hoon. Baad mein jaungi. Abhi yahin.”

Uska haath wahan ruka, button ke neeche meri chhaati par. Main uski ungliyan nahi hataaya. Woh aur paas aa gayi, lehenga mere ghutnon se takraya, aur usne mujhe chuma.

Vaada palatne ke baad

Chumma pehle halka tha, jaise woh ab bhi neeche ki awaaz sun rahi ho. Phir uski zubaan aayi, garam, aur maine uski kamar pakad li. Dupatta uske kandhon se sarakne laga.

“Lehenga mat bigadna,” usne honthon ke beech kaha, phir khud hi meri taraf jhuki. “Mausi ko crease dikhegi.”

Main hans diya, lekin awaaz dabayi. Dupatta neeche giraya, blouse ke hook peeche se khole. Uski chhatiyan kapde se nikalte hi meri hatheliyon mein aa gayin, garam aur bhari. Anjali ki aankhen band hui, sir peeche gaya.

Sherwani ke baaki buttons usne khud khole. Meri baanh se kapda utra. Hum palang tak pichhe hate, lehenga ke ghunghat ko usne khud kamar se dheela kiya. Petticoat ke naade mein meri ungliyan atak gayin, phir khul gayin.

Woh palang par let gayi, nangi nahi poori tarah, choli abhi bhi kalaai tak atki thi. Maine woh bhi utaar di. Uski thighs mere pet se lagi, geeli garmi beech mein. Mera lund pant ke andar tight tha, usne zip khinchi, haath andar daala.

“Itna jaldi,” usne kaha, lekin haath nahi hataya. “Neeche koi aaya to?”

“Darwaza band hai. Aawaz kam rakhenge.” Maine uski chut par ungli feri. Woh geeli thi, malai jaisi, aur uski kamar meri taraf uth gayi. Meri do ungliyan andar gayin, dheere, aur Anjali ne meri gardan kaat li daant se.

Uski saans meri kaan ke paas phooti. “Aur andar. Haan. Wahi.” Main uski clit par anguthe se ghumaya, ungliyan uski chut ke andar palatata raha. Woh meri kalai pakad ke rokne nahi aayi, daba ke rakha.

Pant pairon se nikal gayi. Mera lund uski pet par laga, garam, aur usne mutthi mein le liya. Upar se neeche, dheere, phir tez. Pre-cum uski hatheli par chamka. Anjali ne sir uthaya, mujhe dekha, aur khud hi taangon ko aur khola.

Main uske upar jhuka. Lund uski chut ke muh par ruka. Woh meri kamar par pair lapet ke khinchi. Andar gaya, ek hi dhakke mein nahi, do teen mein, kyunki woh tight thi aur saans rok ke le rahi thi.

“Ruko mat,” usne kaha. “Bas awaaz… ah.” Maine muh uske honth par rakh diya. Har dhakka chhota tha pehle, palang ki charpai nahi chillaayi. Uski chut ne pakad liya, geela, garam, aur meri kamar khud hi tez hone lagi.

Anjali ke baal takiye par phail gaye, sindoor ki rekha tedhi. Maine uski chhati muh mein li, nipple dabaaya, aur uski ungliyan mere baal mein ghus gayin. Neeche se koi footstep nahi aayi. Sirf diya, sirf hamari saansein.

Woh palatna chahti thi. Maine kamar se uthaya, uske saath ghum gaya, ab woh upar thi. Lehenga ka ek hissa palang ke neeche atka raha, humne nahi chheda. Anjali ne haath meri chhaati par tikaaye, kamar ghumayi, mera lund uski chut ke andar poora baith gaya.

Uski thighs meri kamar ke dono taraf kasi thin. Har baithak par uski chut ne nichaoda. Main uski gaand par haath rakh ke taalu de raha tha, utna hi jitna palang chup rahe. Uski aankhen khul kar meri taraf thin, munh khula, lal.

“Main… ab,” usne kaha, aur uski chut dhadakne lagi. Maine uski clit anguthe se dabaaye rakha. Woh meri upar jhuk gayi, daant mere kandhe mein, aur kampte hue nikal gayi, geela aur zyada, meri jaanghon par.

Uske baad bhi woh hati nahi. Kamar chalti rahi, dheemi, phir meri pakad tight hui. Maine uski kamar pakad ke neeche se dhakke diye, do, chaar, aur andar hi khatam hua, garam, uski chut bhar ke. Anjali ne meri gardan dabaye rakha, jab tak meri kamar ruki nahi.

Hum aise hi rahe, meri saans uske baalon mein. Mera lund dheela hua, lekin bahar nahi nikala turant. Uski ungliyan meri peeth par halki pad rahi thin, gin rahi thin jaise ab bhi mausi ki fikr ho.

Neeche se phir awaaz aayi. “Anjali beta, doodh thanda ho raha hai.”

Woh meri chhaati par muh daba ke hans di. Hansi kapde ki tarah dabi. Maine uske kaan ke paas kaha, “Ab jaana padega.”

Thali uthakar nikalna

Anjali uth kar baithe. Mera lund uski chut se nikalte hi uski jaangh par geela nishan chhod gaya. Usne petticoat dhunda, naada kasa, blouse hook peeche se lagaye, haath kaampte hue bhi tez.

Maine pant pehni, sherwani ke do button lagaye, baaki chhod diye. Dupatta uske kandhon par daala. Sindoor usne ungli se seedha kiya, bindi theek ki. Lehenga ke ghungroo phir khanke, lekin ab kam.

Mej par thali waisi hi thi. Anjali ne uthayi, diya ki lo uske chehre par padi. “Bolna kya hai neeche?”

“Yahi ki hum aa gaye. Der ho gayi.” Maine darwaza khola. Seedhiyon ki hawa aayi, thandi, neem ke patton jaisi.

Woh pehle nikal. Main uske peeche. Palang peeche chhoot gaya, kamra adhkhula. Thali uske haath mein sthir thi ab, aur hum dono neeche utarne lage, suhagrat ka pehla hissa kamre mein chhod ke.

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