“Yeh cream shirt pehen lo. Reema neeche lawn par saat baje se pehle dono ko chahiye.”
Aditi ne almirah se meri shirt nikaal kar mere seene par fenk di. Main bathroom ke kinare khada tha, towel kamar pe kasa hua. Agra ki garam shaam khidki se andar ghus rahi thi, neeche society ke mandap par dhol tune kar raha tha.
Usne peele kurti ke sirf do button bandhe the. Churidar tight thi, dupatta chair par pada tha, lipstick abhi adhoori line thi. Woh meri taraf dekh kar ruk gayi, jaise time kam ho aur baat zyada.
“Jaldi karo Samar. Reema ki nanad bhi aa gayi hai.”
Main shirt uthane laga to uski aankhen meri towel par atak gayin. Itna sa pause tha, lekin us pause ne woh baat nikaal di jo mahine se atki padi thi.
“Tum aaj bhi rukna chahte ho?” Aditi ki awaaz mein gussa tha, pyaar bhi tha.
Hairani se meri ungliyan button par ruk gayin. “Rukna? Family ko batane ki baat thi, Aditi.”
“Tumne kaha tha abhi nahi. Maine samjha tha tum mujhe nahi chahte, ki pyaar sirf baaton tak hai.”
Function se pehle khula raaz
Shirt mere haath se bed par gir gayi. Aditi ne apna ek haath meri kalaai par rakha, zor se nahi, seedha. “Reema neeche hai, yeh bhi sach hai. Lekin jo tumne socha tha, woh galat tha. Main wait nahi kar rahi thi.”
Agra, Bharat ki is purani nagri mein, society ke lawn par Reema apne rishtedaron ko dikhane wali thi. Wahi social naksha tha jiske liye hum dono taiyar ho rahe the. Us naksha ne pehle wale wade ko kheench kar saamne rakh diya.
“Maine kaha tha ghar walon ko abhi mat batao,” maine kaha. “Tumne usko body se door rehne ka hukum samajh liya.”
Aditi hans di, chhoti si, kadi. “Toh ab batao. Tum chahte ho ya nahi?”
Main uske kareeb gaya. Uski aankhen upar uthin. “Chahta hoon. Aaj, ab, is kamre mein. Function baad mein bhi khada rahega.”
Usne meri gardan pakdi aur chuma. Pehla kiss gehra tha, lipstick meri upper lip par phaili. Dupatta chair par hi raha. Kurti ke bache buttons khud khulne lage jab meri ungliyan un par padi.
“Yahan, abhi,” usne meri kaan ke paas kaha. “Main rukna nahi chahti.”
Towel neeche gir gaya. Cream shirt bed ke kone par padi rahi. Aditi ki kurti meri kalai se sarak kar farsh tak pahunchi, churidar uski thighs se neeche utri, panty ke saath. Woh nangi ho kar mattress par let gayi, pair thoda khol kar, saans tez.
Maine uske baal kaan ke peeche kiye. Uski gardan par munh rakha, phir seene par. Left nipple ko honth se dabaaya to uski kamar uth gayi. Uski chut garam thi, geeli, meri do ungliyan dheere ghusi to usne meri kalai pakad li, hatane ke liye nahi, rakhne ke liye.
“Aur andar,” usne kaha, awaaz bhari hui.
Mera lund already khada tha, pet se takra raha tha. Purse table par tha, usne haath badha kar chhota packet nikaala aur mere hatheli par daba diya. Maine condom khola, lund par chadhaaya, ring tak kheench kar dekha ki woh tika hai. Phir uski thighs ke beech ghutne teke.
Aditi ne khud apni taangein meri kamar pe lapet li. “Ab daalo. Pyaar baaton mein nahi, yahan.”
Maine lund uski chut ke muh par rakh kar dheere dhakka diya. Pehla inch gila tha, doosra zyada. Woh kuli, phir meri peeth par nakhun ragarne lagi. Poora andar gaya to dono ki saansein ek saath ruki, phir chhutti.
Kamre ki khidki adhkhuli thi. Neeche dhol ki taal ab clear thi, lekin bed ki chaar paai us taal se alag hil rahi thi. Maine kamar se dhakka diya, nikal kar wapas ghusa, har baar uski geeli deewar meri nass ko masalti rahi.
“Tez mat, bas gehrai se,” Aditi boli, phir khud hi meri kamar pakad kar tez kar di. Contradiction uske pairon mein tha, baaton mein nahi. Main uske rhythm pe chal pada.
Uski chut mera lund ko kasti rahi. Har dhakke par uske stan hilte, meri hathon ke neeche garm. Maine apna ek haath uski chut ke upar wale gidde par rakha, anguthe se gol, jab lund andar bahar ho raha tha. Aditi ki aankhen band hui, honth khule.
“Samar… yahi… mat nikalna.”
Main nahi nikla. Condom ki patli diwar ke peeche garmi badh rahi thi, lekin grip tika raha. Uske kandhon ko gaddi se dabaaye rakha, munh uski gardan par, daant halki si. Uski thighs meri kamar ko kheenchti rahi, aisi ki bed ki chadar side se sarak gayi.
Pyaar us pal mechanical nahi tha. Mahine ka galat wada beech mein pighal raha tha. Har dhakka us misunderstanding ko tod raha tha jo “abhi nahi” ne khada kiya tha. Aditi ne mera chehra uthaya, aankh se aankh, aur dubara chuma, geela, lamha lamba.
Phir usne meri kamar palat di. Main let gaya, woh upar aa gayi, lund ko haath se pakad kar dubara uski chut mein baitha diya. Kurti farsh par hi rahi, uske baal mere seene par girne lage. Woh hilne lagi, pehle chhote daire, phir lambe, jaise mandap ki dhol uske hips tak aa gayi ho.
Mere haath uski kamar par the. Uski chut neeche se mera lund ko nigal rahi thi, geeli awaaz dabi hui, khidki ki hawa mein mil kar. Aditi ki saans meri gardan par girti, kabhi naam, kabhi bas awaaz.
“Main aa rahi hoon,” usne kaha, aur uski thighs kas gain. Uski chut jhatke se sipak gayi, andar se geela dhakka, uski aankhen nam. Maine usko utarne diya, dhakke chhote kiye, angutha uske gidde par rakhe rakha jab tak uski kamar dheeli na padi.
Uske baad bhi woh upar se utri nahi. “Ab tum.”
Maine use neeche kiya, pair uski thighs ke bahar, lund wahi andar. Dhakke ab gahre the, tez, mattress ki chaal badal gayi. Condom garam ho chuka tha, lekin phisla nahi. Aditi ne meri peeth pakdi, munh meri shoulder par, daant se kapda nahi, chamdi.
Mera lund uski chut ke andar kasa, nass khichi, phir jhatka aaya. Main andar hi gira, condom ke andar, kamar akdi hui, lambi saans kheench kar. Aditi ne mujhe dabaye rakha jab tak meri ungliyan uske baal se nahi khuli.
Kuch pal hum akele hi saans lete rahe. Neeche dhol ki taal badh chuki thi, kisi ne mike check kiya, awaaz phati. Aditi ki aankhen meri aankhon par thin, thaki, khush, thodi si ghabrahat liye.
Maine lund bahar nikaala, condom utaar kar tissue par lapeta, dustbin ki taraf fenka. Aditi bed par leti rahi, pair judte, chut se geela chamak abhi dikh raha tha. Phir usne meri kalaai dabaayi.
“Pyaar tha. Sex bhi. Dono ek saath. Yeh wada galat nahi tha, samajh galat thi.”
Mandap ki dhol bahar bajne lagi
Uske turant baad society ke loudspeaker ne naam pukara. Reema ki awaaz electric ho kar hamare floor tak chadh aayi, pehle haste hue, phir kadi.
“Samar! Aditi! Lawn par aao, nanad intezar nahi karegi!”
Aditi uth baithi. Peela kurti ulat kar pehni, ek button galat ched mein gaya. Churidar pairon se kheench kar kasi, panty dhundhne ke bajay seedha kapda. Dupatta gardan par daala, lipstick bina dekhhe honth par ungli feri, jo aur faili.
Main cream shirt uthaya, teen button bandhe, do khule chhod diye kyunki time nahi tha. Underwear aur pant jaldi, belt skip. Towel bathroom ke hook par latak gaya, jaise koi kaam adhoora.
Hindustan mein aise functions late nahi chhodte. Reema ki awaaz seedhi hamare darwaze tak aa sakti thi, aur aa bhi rahi thi, ab seedhi se, dhol ke saath.
Aditi aaine ke saamne ruki, phir nahi dekha. “Baal khule hain. Honth kharab. Chalo.”
Darwaza kholte hi seedhi ki hawa aayi, dhoop nahi, shaam ki. Neeche mandap ki battiyaan peeli pad chuki thin. Reema railing ke paas khadi thi, lehenga sambhalte, chehra tana hua.
“Bhaiya ko naach dikhana tha,” Reema ne kaha, dekhte hi ruk kar. “Tum dono ke kapde… Aditi, tumhara button.”
Aditi ne galat button ko haath se dhakha, muskuraahat adhoori. Main uske peeche se utra, shirt ke khule hisse ko andar karte. Lawn par log taali de rahe the, dhol ek taal upar chadh gaya, introduction shuru ho chuka tha bina hamare khade hue.
Reema ne sir hilaaya, gussa chhota, asar bada. “Aage aao. Ab photo ke liye jagah nahi, sirf line ke peeche.”
Hum line ke peeche khade ho gaye. Aditi ki churidar ab bhi kamar pe thodi sarki hui thi, meri shirt ka ek button ab bhi khula. Mandap ki dhol ne jo naam padha, usme hamara nahi tha. Pyaar kamre mein reh gaya tha, sex ki garmi bhi, aur neeche wala function bina hamare toast ke chal pada.
Aditi ne andhere mein mera haath pakda, zor se, chhup kar. Uski aankhen mandap par thin, lekin ungliyan meri hatheli par wohi dabaav de rahi thin jo bed par tha. Reema humein ek nazar aur dekh kar palat gayi, dhol ke shor mein hamari late aamad dhan chuki.