Main right chappal ko haath mein uthaye hue jhuk raha tha, left pair pehle se pair mein thi, jab Pallavi kitchen ki taraf se boli.
“Itni jaldi kahan?”
Maine sir uthaya. Uske baal abhi bhi kaan ke peeche kase hue the, cotton kurti ke neeche saans ki halki lehar dikh rahi thi. Dinner ke bartan sink mein pade the. Pasta ki haldi meri ungliyon par ab bhi chipki hui thi.
Mysuru ki is society ki galliyan raat ke is pahre mein so rahi thin, aur India ke doosre bade shehron jaisi horn yahan nahi thi. Sirf door koi kutta bhauk raha tha.
“Pasta kha liya, baatein ho gayin. Ab main nikalta hoon. Tera ghar late tak rokna theek nahi.”
Pallavi sink ke paas khadi rahi. Phir usne napkin se haath ponchha aur seedha boli, “Maine tujhe sirf pasta ke liye nahi bulaya.”
Munh ki baat
Maine chappal haath mein hi pakde rakhi. “Matlab?”
“Matlab yeh ki main tujhe dekh ke sirf college ki yaad nahi karti. Main tujhe chahati hoon. Aaj. Yahi. Bina natak ke.”
Woh jumla itna saaf tha ki mere pair ke neeche wali chappal bhaari lagne lagi. Maine socha tha dosti hai, do purane classmates ka normal dinner hai, aur kuch nahi.
“Pallavi, tu serious hai? Main yeh soch ke aaya tha ki tu yahan naya ghar sambhal rahi hogi, isliye yaad kiya.”
Usne sar hilaaya. “Main naya ghar sambhal leti hoon. Charity nahi maang rahi. Agar tujhe sirf yaar chahiye to chappal pehen ke nikal ja. Main tujhe pakad ke nahi rakhungi.”
Bharat ke kitne hi shehron mein hum alag-alag rahe, lekin aaj yahi the, aur uske honth ke is seedhe jumle ne nikalne ka bahana tod diya.
Maine pair se left chappal nikaali. Dono neeche, darwaze ke wood par rakh di. “Main nahi nikalna chahta. Main bhi tujhe dekh ke ruk jaata hoon, lekin keh nahi paata.”
Pallavi ke kadam mujh tak aaye. Usne mera collar nahi pakda, sirf apna ek haath meri shirt ke button ke paas rakha aur ruki, jaise meri saans ka wait kar rahi ho.
Maine uska haath apni tarah se dabaaya. Phir uske honth tak jhuk ke usne jo jagah di, usi jagah chumma. Pehla kiss namak aur thaki hui muskuraahat jaisa tha.
Uske baad uski aankhen band nahi hui. Woh dekhte hue meri taraf aur khichi, aur meri jeebh ko apni jeebh se jawab diya. Kitchen ki light peeche jal rahi thi, living area ke diwan par uska rumal pada tha.
Kurti ka cotton mere haath ke neeche garam tha. Maine kamar par haath rakha, uski kamar patli aur mazboot dono lagi. Usne meri shirt ka pehla button khud khola, doosra mere haath se khulwaya.
Ghar ke beech mein
Diwan ke kinare baithte hi Pallavi ne meri shirt ke baaki button khol diye. Meri shirt kandhon se sarakti hui kamar tak aa gayi, aur uski ungliyan meri chhati ke baal par ruki, jaise map kar rahi ho ki main kahan tak garam hoon.
“Ishaan, sun. Main khel nahi rahi.”
Maine sirf itna kaha, “Main bhi nahi.” Uske baad uske gale par honth rakh diye, wahan jahan pulse tez thi. Pallavi ki lambi saans meri gaal se takrai, aur usne meri gardan ko apni taraf kheench liya.
Kurti upar uthaate waqt uski baanh atak gayi. Dono has pade, phir usne khud baanh nikaal li. Neeche kaale bra mein uski chhati uthi hui thi, cup ke kinare pasina ki ek patli lakeer thi. Maine cup ko side kiya aur nipple ko munh mein liya. Pallavi ki ungli mere baal ki jadon mein ghusi, na rokne ke liye, sirf rakhne ke liye.
Leggings ka naada dheela tha. Usne khud use khola, phir mere haath ko kamar ke andar le gayi. Uski thighs garam thin, aur panty ke cotton ke neeche geelapan pehle se tha. Maine kapda side kiya aur ek ungli uski chut ke upar pheri. Pallavi ki kamar meri taraf uth kar jhuk gayi.
“Dheere. Pehle yahi.”
Maine dheere hi kiya. Do ungliyan geeli ho gayin, teesri baar phir se uske clit par ruki. Pallavi ke honth mere kaan ke paas aaye, koi lambi speech nahi, sirf ek ghunni hui awaaz. Diwan ki chadar sirak gayi, rumal neeche gir gaya, kisi ne uthaya nahi.
Jeans ka zip mere liye tight ho chuka tha. Pallavi ne zip khola, haath andar kiya, aur mera lund pakad ke ek baar upar se neeche laayi. Itna seedha touch tha ki meri saans atak gayi. Usne jeans aur underwear dono ghutnon tak utarwaye, phir khud meri taraf jhuki.
Munh garam tha. Usne sirf kopri se chhua, phir jeebh se, phir itna andar liya ki meri ungli uske baal mein khud ruk gayi. Main uske sar ko dabaye rakha nahi, sirf chhua. Pallavi ne khud speed banayi, kabhi ruk kar saans li, kabhi meri jangh ko apne haath se kas ke pakda.
Thodi der baad usne munh hataya aur meri taraf dekha. “Ab andar. Lekin pehle woh nikal.” Uske ishare se maine jeans ki jeb se condom nikala. Packet ki awaaz chhoti thi, kitchen ki light us par padi. Pallavi ne packet khud cheera nahi, bas dekhti rahi jab maine roll kiya. Barrier lagte hi uska haath mere lund ke upar se phir ek baar gaya, jaise pakka kar rahi ho.
Diwan patla tha. Pallavi let gayi, ek taang bahar, ek meri kamar ke peeche. Maine uski chut ke muhane par lund rakha aur ruka. Usne apna ek haath mere kandhe par rakh ke mujhe andar kheencha. Pehla dhakka gehrai tak nahi gaya, doosra gaya. Uski chut tight thi, geeli thi, aur meri har inch ko pakad rahi thi.
Beech mein usne meri kamar pakad ke meri speed ghatayi. “Yahan ruk. Wahan nahi, yahi.” Maine wahi kiya. Pelvis ka chhota circle, tez dhakke nahi. Pallavi ki aankhen is baar band hui, honth khule rahe, aur uski saans meri collarbone par tootne lagi.
Kapdon ka dher diwan ke pair ke paas pada tha, kurti ulat, meri shirt uske upar. Pallavi nangi thi sirf panty ke ek side sarke hue loop ke saath, jo uski ankles tak aa chuka tha. Maine us loop ko poora nikaal diya, phir uski thighs ko apni kamar ke dono taraf set kiya.
Andar har dhakke ke saath uski chut ne pakad kasi. Maine uske nipple ko doosri baar munh diya, is baar tez nahi, bas dabaye rakha. Pallavi ki awaaz badli, pehle dabi, phir khuli. Usne meri peeth khurach nahi, sirf meri shirt ke jo hisse ab bhi baanh par the unhe mutthi mein le liya.
“Ishaan… ab tez.”
Maine tez kiya. Diwan ki lakdi ne ek baar karraya, phir sambhal gayi. Pallavi ki thighs meri kamar par kasin, uski chut bar-bar khinchti hui mera lund ko gehra lene lagi. Condom ke upar garmi saaf mehsoos ho rahi thi, aur uske geele hone ki awaaz chhoti, seedhi, chhupane layak nahi thi.
Beech ki ek saans par Pallavi ruk gayi, kamar upar uthayi, aur meri gardan mein munh gaad ke kamp gayi. Uski chut ne itni zor se pakda ki main bhi ruka, phir uske kampne ke saath-saath dheere chalaya. Uske baad uski aankhen khulin, geeli nahi, bas tezz nahi, shaant.
Maine uski kamar ke neeche haath diya aur last dhakke diye. Pallavi ne meri gaand ke upar haath rakh ke mujhe andar hi rakha. Mera lund condom ke andar hi khatam hua, lambi saans ke saath, uski chut ke gehre hisson mein. Thodi der tak dono ki saansein phooli hui thi, diwan ke upar, kitchen ki light ab bhi peeche jal rahi thi.
Main uske upar se hat ke bagal mein let gaya. Condom ab bhi lagaa tha. Maine use sambhal ke nikaala, tissue diwan ke paas ke box se liya, aur wrap karke side table ke khaali bowl mein rakh diya. Pallavi ne kambal nahi maanga. Usne meri chhati par bas apna ek haath rakha, jaise abhi bhi naap rahi ho ki main yahi hoon.
Paas wali khidki se Mysuru ki raat ki hawa aa rahi thi, halki, garmi liye hue. India ki yeh shaam ab dinner wali shaam nahi rahi thi. Pallavi ke kaan ke peeche jo baal pehle kase the, ab bikhar chuke the.
Chappal wahi rahi
Aadat se main uth baitha. Darwaze ke wood par dono chappal jesii chhodi thin, waise hi padi thin. Pallavi ne kuch nahi poocha. Usne sirf meri taraf dekha, kapde pehenne ka ishara nahi kiya, nikalne ka bhi nahi.
Maine chappal uthayi. Pair ke paas le jaane laga, phir ruka. Pallavi diwan par nangi thi, ek taang modi, dusri seedhi, uski aankhen meri mutthi par thin. Mutthi mein jo joote the, unhe wapas neeche rakh diya. Dono chappal darwaze ke paas hi reh gayin.
Palat ke diwan par uske paas baith gaya. Pallavi ne kambal nahi odha, sirf apna sar mere kandhe ke paas sarka diya. Kitchen ki light ab bhi jal rahi thi, bartan ab bhi sink mein the, aur main wahi ruka raha.