“Abhi mat jao.” Kavya meri bhabhi ne darwaze ke handle par apna haath rakh diya.
Joota pair mein tha. Main nikalne hi wala tha. Chandigarh ke is chhote drawing room mein dopahar ki dhoop screen ke kinare tapak rahi thi, aur subah ka kaha lafz ab bhi garam tha.
“Parking wala kaam mera nahi tha, bhabhi. Tumne landlord ko mera time de diya, phir mujhe hi irresponsible keh diya,” maine kaha.
“Woh baat adhuri chhod kar nikaloge to kal wahi gussa darwaze par khada milega,” Kavya boli. “Ruko. Ek baar poori baat ho jaye. Phir jaana ho to chale jana.”
Handle chhoot gaya. Joota pair se nikal kar kinare rakh diya. Yeh rukna kisi asani ki wajah se nahi hua, balki us adhuri ladai ko yahin khatam karne ke liye hua.
Hindustan ki garmi mein fan tez ghum raha tha. Pallu uske kandhe se fisla, aur uski aankhen gusse se kam, thakan se zyada bhari thi.
Rukne ka faisla
Kiraya ka apna hissa main pehli tarikh ko alag rakh deta hoon, Tarun bhaiya ke hisab se. Is ghar mein rehna koi udhaar nahi tha, isliye uska lafz aur bhi chubha.
“Unchi awaaz mein tumne mujhe landlord ke saamne jhutar keh diya,” Kavya ne kaha. “Main tumhara time nahi baandhna chahti thi. Parking ka dabaav unka tha, aur main sirf yeh kehna chahti thi ki ghar ke log saath khade dikhein.”
“Saath dikhna aur mera din bech dena ek baat nahi,” maine jawab diya.
Woh pal bhar chup rahi. Pallu ko meri tarah nahi, apni ungliyon se masla. “Toh ab bhi jaoge? Ya yeh adhuri baat yahin khatam karoge?”
Sofa ke paas aa gaya, lekin baitha nahi. “Khatam karunga. Lekin tum bhi woh lafz wapas lo.”
“Wapas leti hoon,” Kavya ne dheere kaha. “Irresponsible nahi ho tum. Gussa tha, isliye munh se nikal gaya.”
Itni seedhi maafi sun kar kandha dhila hua. Bharat ke is shehar Chandigarh mein log deewar ke peeche bhi awaaz pakad lete hain, isliye dono ne awaaz aur gehra ki.
“Main bhi unchi awaaz nahi nikalna chahta tha. Tum meri bhabhi ho. Woh hisab alag hai. Phir bhi subah se meri chaati mein woh baat atki hui thi.”
Do kadam aage aayi. Uski aankhen mili, aur uska haath meri sleeve par raha, jaise darwaza ab bhi peeche khula ho.
“Jab tum handle pakadte ho, mujhe lagta hai ghar khali ho jayega,” usne kaha. “Yeh koi natak nahi. Sirf itna kehna tha.”
Uski ungli meri wrist par ruki. Kapde ke neeche koi natak nahi, sirf garmi thi. Haath nahi hataya.
“Kavya…” naam munh tak aaya, bhabhi nahi.
Usne meri shirt ke pehle button ko chhua, phir ruk gayi. “Agar tum nahi chahte to yahin khatam.”
Maine uska haath button par hi dabaye rakha. Marzi dono ki thi.
Phir usne chuma. Honth pehle halke se, phir tez. Jeebh uske honthon ke beech gayi, aur uski saans meri saans se takra gayi.
Kurta ke neeche uski kamar garam thi. Pallu hata kar uski peeth par haath phera. Salwar ki nali meri ungliyon ke neeche khichi, aur Kavya ne ek ahat si nikaali jo gusse jaisi nahi thi.
Jo darmiyan toot gaya
Sofa ke kinare tak hum khisak aaye, ab bhi drawing room ke isi hisson mein. Tarun bhaiya shaam ko client se lautne wale the, lekin woh soch ab honthon ke beech dabi hui thi. Kavya ne meri shirt ke do button aur khole, seene par munh rakha, aur meri skin itni garam lagi jaise subah ka jhagda ab bhi yahin jal raha ho.
“Itne dino se dekhna aur na dekhna ek saath chal raha tha,” usne kapde ke andar se kaha. “Aaj handle chhuta, to yeh bhi chhoot gaya.”
Kurta sar ke upar se utri. Blouse ke neeche uski chuchiyan kapde mein kasi thi. Hook khula, aur meri hatheli un par ruki. Nipple ungli ke neeche sakht hua. Kavya ne sar peeche kiya, lekin mujhe dhakka nahi diya.
Munh uski chuchi par gaya. Jeebh ghumayi, halke se kaata, phir choosa. Uski ungliyan mere baal mein ulajh gayin. “Awaaz dheemi rakh,” usne saans ke beech kaha. “Neighbour wali auntie balcony par paani deti hai.”
Salwar ki nada dhili ki. Uski thighs ke beech haath gaya, panty geeli mili. Uski chut par do ungliyan rakh kar dheere ghisai, aur Kavya ki kamar meri hatheli ki taraf dhas gayi. Yeh koi jaldi wali harkat nahi thi. Subah ke lafz ab bhi kamre mein the, lekin unka matlab badal chuka tha.
Usne meri jeans ki chain utari. Mera lund bahar aaya, aur uska haath us par ghumne laga. Mutthi mein dabav itna tha ki saans atak gayi. Kavya ne neeche dekha, phir mujhe sofa par dhakel kar khud ghutnon ke bal aa gayi.
Munh garam tha. Jeebh pehle sirf nok par phiri, phir usne lund ko andar liya aur choosa. Meri hatheli uske baal sambhale rahi, zabardasti nahi, sirf taal ke liye. Kavya kabhi rukti, kabhi tez karti, jaise gusse ka bacha hua hissa ab is kaam mein nikal raha ho.
“Itna mat,” maine gehra kaha. “Abhi nahi.”
Woh uth kar meri god mein aa baithi, panty ek side ko sarki. Uski chut mere lund ki nok par geeli lagi. Aankh mili, aur usne khud ko dheere utara. Andar jaate hi dono ki saansein phooli hui thi.
Kavya ki kamar mere hathon mein thi. Woh upar neeche hili, pehle chhote daire, phir lambe. Chodte waqt sofa ki ek siat halki chikni, isliye maine uski peeth pakad kar harkat apni taraf kheenchi. Uski chuchiyan meri chaati se takrati rahi. Pallu sofa ke peeche gir chuka tha, blouse bhi.
“Yahan… aise,” usne kaan ke paas kaha, aur meri ungli uski chut ke upar wale hisse par rakh di. Ghisai ke saath uski harkat tez hui. Main uske andar tha, lekin zor uske rhythm par tha. Yeh meri bhabhi thi, aur yeh baat har dhakke ke saath saaf thi, koi sapna nahi.
Sofa se khisak kar galeechon par aa gaye, ab bhi usi kamre mein. Kavya pet ke bal nahi, peeth ke bal leti, aur maine uski thighs khol kar lund wapas uski chut mein diya. Is baar gehrai zyada thi. Uske kandhon ko nahi, uski kamar ko pakda. Har dhakka uski saans ko kaat’ta, phir chhodta.
“Rohan.” Mera naam uske munh se aaya, pehli baar itna nanga. Main tez choda, lekin munh uske honth par rakh kar awaaz dabaayi. Uski nakhun meri peeth par lage. Paseena dono ke beech chipka. Fan ki hawa thandi thi, jism nahi.
Uski chut aur kasi. Meri ungliyan uski chuchi par dabti rahi, aur Kavya ne apna ek haath apne honth par rakh liya, taaki koi shabd bahar na nikal jaye. Andar dard nahi, bhari hui garmi thi. Maine dhakke lambe kiye, phir chhote. Woh meri taraf uth kar mili, jaise ab bhi koi baat adhuri ho aur usko is tarah poora kiya ja raha ho.
“Ab nikalna mat,” usne daanton ke beech kaha, aur yeh darwaze wali baat nahi thi. Lund uski chut ke andar hi raha. Meri harkat tez hui, uski thighs meri kamar par lapti. Pani jab aane ko hua to maine lund bahar nikal kar uski pet par giraya. Garam lahar, phir dheemi saans.
Kavya ki aankhen band thin, phir khuli. Uski body ki kapkapi utri to usne meri shirt ke kone se paseena saaf kiya, apna nahi, mera. Hum akele the, lekin kamra ab bhi wahi drawing room tha, jahan subah sirf gussa baitha tha.
Pal bhar sar uske kandhe ke paas raha. Jo lafz subah atka tha, woh ab wazan nahi rakhtha tha. Turant jo samajh aaya woh yeh tha ki gussa nikal chuka hai, aur uski jagah ek aisi khamoshi aa gayi hai jise ab chhupana padega.
Koi aane wala hai
Kapde dhoondhne se pehle hi lift ki dantidar awaaz floor par atki. Ghanti nahi, sirf woh dhalwati thap jo is building mein tab aati hai jab koi darwaze ke bahar rukta hai.
Kavya uth kar blouse pakad rahi thi, pallu sofa ke peeche se kheench rahi thi. Main jeans khinch raha tha, shirt ke button galat se sahi kar raha tha. Joota wahi kinare pada tha jahan rukte waqt chhoda tha.
“Pehle tu darwaza dekh,” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, kurta sir ke upar se utarte hue. “Main andar se theek karti hoon.”
Handle ab meri mutthi mein tha, lekin is baar nikalne ke gusse se nahi. Lift ke peeche koi khada tha, aur meri agli harkat yahi thi ki us darwaze ko abhi kholna hai.
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