Mat lapette hue maine dekha ki Tanvi ka haath beech mein ruk gaya. Class khatam ho chuki thi, Pune ke society ki is chhat par Bharat ki dupahar dhal chuki thi, aur last participant lift ki taraf nikal chuka tha.
Hum dono ne session saath sambhala tha. Uski bottle railing se satti rahi, jaise koi jaldi hi na ho. Meri nazar uske khule baal par gayi, jo subah ki tight ponytail se bilkul alag the.
Woh ek mat ko do baar fold karti, phir wapas khol deti. Kapdon mein abhi bhi stretching ki garmi thi. Meri t-shirt peeth se chipak gayi thi, uski kurti kamar par geeli nishani chhod rahi thi.
Main apna mat lapet kar khada raha. Uski aankhen railing ke paar buildings par thi, lekin focus kahin aur tha.
Neeche gali se rickshaw ki horn aayi, phir khamoshi. Chhat par sirf hum dono bache the. Subah wali practical jaldi ab nahi dikh rahi thi.
Session mein usne mujhe teen baar partner stretch ke liye bulaaya tha. Teesri baar maine kandha diya, lekin kamar se alag hata liya. Tab uski aankhen meri taraf uthin thi, aur maine bahana kar diya tha ki paani peena hai.
Wohi bottle ab bhi bhari hui railing par thi. Yeh jhoot saaf tha. Usne nikalne ka natak bhi nahi kiya.
“Tu nikal kyun nahi rahi?” maine aawaz di. “Subah to dentist ka time gina rahi thi.”
Tanvi ne mat ko pair se sarkaaya. “Appointment cancel kar diya.”
Itna seedha jawab tha ki main ek pal chup raha. Hawaa mein kapdon ki geeli khushbu thi.
Seedha sawal
“Cancel kyun kiya?” maine poocha. Sawal personal tha, class se bada.
Usne meri taraf dekha. “Kyunki tu stretch ke time mujhse door khisak raha tha. Main sochti rahi, kya maine kuch bigaad diya.”
Main hans diya, lekin awaaz halki nahi nikli. “Tune kuch nahi bigada. Partner pose mein teri saans mere gale par padi, aur main sambhal nahi paya.”
Tanvi ke honth khule. “Isliye tu peeche hat gaya?”
“Haan. Paani ka bahana tha.”
Woh do kadam aage aayi. Chappal peeche padin. “Toh ab door mat reh. Main yahan isliye ruki hoon.”
Meri saans atki. Neeche kisi ghar se radio chalu tha, lekin shabd nahi pakde jaate the. “Tanvi, ye dosti ke baad wali jagah hai. Agar tu rukna chahti hai, to bol.”
Usne mera haath pakda aur apni geeli kurti ke against daba diya. “Main rukna chahti hoon. Abhi. Yahan.”
Maine uska haath wapas dabaaya. Itna kaafi tha. Koi lambi line nahi chahiye thi.
Uske baal mere honthon tak aaye jab maine uski gardan par munh rakha. Woh nangi hona chahti thi, ye uski ungliyon se saaf tha jo meri t-shirt ke hem ko upar khinch rahi thi.
Jo dosti ke baad aaya
Maine t-shirt sar ke upar se utari. Dhoop dhal rahi thi, lekin chhat ab bhi garm thi. Usne meri shorts ki cord kholi, aur main khada raha jab kapda gir gaya. Boxer uske baad giri.
“Tu bhi,” maine kaha, awaaz kaan ke paas.
Tanvi ne kurti utari, phir sports bra. Uski chati saamne aayi, garmi se chamakti. Leggings ko usne pair se dhakka dekar utara. Panty ke saath. Woh poori nangi ho gayi, pair mat ke kinare, pet ki saans tez.
Main bhi nanga tha. Mera lund uski nazar mein tha, aur uski aankhen hatin nahi. Usne apna ek haath aage badhaya, bas unghliyon se chhua, jaise naap rahi ho.
Hindustan ke kai shehron mein aisi chhaten shaam ko khaali ho jaati hain, lekin aaj hum akele ruk gaye. Pune ki is garmi ne kapde bekaar kar diye the.
Woh mat par let gayi. Maine uske saath ghutnon ke bal baith kar uski thighs kholi. Uski chut geeli thi, stretching ke paseene se alag, garam.
Maine zubaan se chhua. Pehla swaad namak aur garmi ka tha. Usne mere baal pakde. “Dev… andar. Itna mat tadpa.”
Maine upar uth kar uske honth chume. Uski ungliyon ne mera lund pakda aur apni chut ke muh par ragda. Main dheere se andar gaya, ruk ruk kar, kyunki uski kamar pehle hi uth kar mil rahi thi.
Uski chut ne pakda. Hum dono ki saansein phooli hui thi. Maine apna ek haath uski chati par rakha, doosra mat ke kinare taaki hum sarak na jayein.
Woh boli, “Tez nahi. Pehle yahin ruk. Mujhe tera wazan chahiye.”
Maine ruk kar uski aankhen dekhin. Phir halke se hila. Har dhakke par uske kandhon ne mat ko dabaaya. Neeche se kabhi kabhi uski awaaz nikalti, dabi hui, jaise koi sun le to bhi poora na samajhe.
Beech mein ek kabootar railing par baitha. Hum dono ruke. Uski thighs meri kamar ke around kasin hui thi. Jab panchhi udd gaya, usne meri gardan kheench kar phir se chuma.
“Ab mat soch,” usne kaha. “Class khatam hai.”
Maine uski kamar pakdi aur andar tak gaya. Uski aankhen band huin, munh khula. Meri ungliyon uske baal mein phans gayin. Woh nangi thi poori tarah, pet ki lakir se lekar thighs ke andar tak, aur main uske upar nanga tha, paseena mil raha tha.
Usne mujhe palat diya. Pehle dhakke ke baad meri peeth mat se lagi. Woh upar aa gayi, nangi kamar mere pet par. Uski thighs mere sides par kasin hui thi. Usne khud ko neeche utara, mera lund poora andar.
“Yeh,” uski awaaz tooti, “yahi chahiye tha subah se.”
Maine uski kamar pakdi. Woh hilti rahi, baal chehre par chipke. Main neeche se uth kar milta raha. Uski chut geeli awaaz karti thi, chhat ki khuli hawaa us awaaz ko le jaati.
Kabhi woh rukti, meri chati par haath rakh kar saans leti, phir dobara hilti. Yeh koi doosri shuruaat nahi thi, sirf wahi ek baat jo beech mein tik rahi thi.
Usne mera haath apne honthon par dabaaye rakha. Main uski chati chumta raha. Jab uski saans tez hui, usne nakhun se meri ungliyon ko masla aur andar aur kheench liya.
“Dev,” usne naam kaata, “ab nikal mat.”
Main bhi nahi sambhal paya. Uski kamar kas kar maine bahar nikalne ki koshish ki, lekin usne thighs se pakad liya. Hum ek saath khatam hue, uski aankhen band, meri saans uske kandhe par, mera lund uski chut mein dabka chhodta hua.
Woh meri chati par gir gayi. Dono nange, mat ke kapde geele. Lambi saans uske kandhe se meri gardan tak chal rahi thi.
Thodi der sirf saans thi. Phir usne meri gardan par honth rakhe, ek chhota sa chuma, jaise confirm kar rahi ho ki woh yahin hai.
Maine uske baal hataye. Uski aankhen muskurahat liye thi, sharmili nahi. Paseena uski kamar ki lakeer par chamak raha tha.
“Mera dentist kal ho jayega,” usne kaha. Awaaz mein hasi thi.
Main kuch aur poochta, lekin usne pehle hi utthna shuru kar diya. Ghutne mat se uthhe, nangi peeth sidhi hui, jaise class ke baad wala stretch khatam ho.
Kapda le kar
Woh nangi hi khadi hui. Uski kurti mat par geeli padhi thi. Usne woh nahi uthayi.
Meri t-shirt kursi ke back par latki thi. Tanvi ne woh utha kar pehan li. Hem uski thighs tak aaya. Neeche kuch nahi tha, sirf uski nangi taangein aur chappal.
Usne apni chappal pehni, meri taraf ek nazar di, aur seedhi se utar gayi. Lohe ki seedhi ek baar khadaki, phir khamoshi.
Main shorts mein hi chhat par raha. Uski nangi raat ki kurti mat par padi rahi, jaise woh jaan-boojh kar chhod gayi ho.