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Meri biwi Malini ne Sunday newspaper chheen kar ghar rakhne ko kaha

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Malini ne meri newspaper ek jhatke mein kheench li, itni tez ki chai ki pyali palang ke kinare hil gayi. Kanpur ke is do-kamre ke flat ki Sunday subah thi, Hindustan bhar mein log mandir ya bazaar nikalte hain, par meri biwi ne pehle hi meri routine tod di.

“Aaj bhaiya ke ghar nahi chalna,” usne kaha. Cotton nighty ghutnon ke upar atki thi, geele baal kandhon par pad rahe the. “Bol, rukega ya nahi. Seedha jawab chahiye.”

Dupahar ka program pehle se bandha tha. Uske bhai ke yahan namak-mirch, bachchon ka shor, phir der se wapas aana. Shirt kursi par pada tha, loha thanda ho chuka tha, aur palang ke kinare baniyan-pajama mein baitha hua tha main.

“Ruk jaunga,” maine kaha. Us ek shabd ne nikalne wala din khatm kar diya. Malini ki aankhen ghumi, jaise itni jaldi haan milna uske hisaab se aasan na ho.

Newspaper palang ke neeche giri. Meri patni mere ghutne par aa baithi aur nighty ka hem meri patliyon par chadha. “Toh yeh shirt mat pehen. Aaj tu kahi nahi jaa raha.”

Uski ungliyon ne meri baniyan ki patti khinchi, phir ruk gayi. “Agar mann nahi hai to bol de.” Maine jawaab mein uske honth pakad liye. Gardan pakad kar usne khud ko aur kareeb khinch liya.

Teen Sunday se sirf rishte daar ke drawing room ki muskaan nikalni padti thi. Malini ko woh thakaan meri gardan par rakhni thi, aur aaj rakh di. Pankha ki hawa nighty ko chhati par chipka rahi thi.

Meri biwi ka seena kapde ke peeche saaf dikh raha tha, aur uski saans meri gardan par garm pad rahi thi. Bharat ki is April garmi mein bhi palang thanda tha, lekin uske peeth ke neeche jo kampan tha woh alag tha.

Faisla badla

Nighty sarakte hi uski thighs meri pajama par ghisne lagi. Maine uski kamar pakdi. Baniyan sar ke upar nikalte hi uske honth meri chhati par aa gaye, jaise koi hisaab chuka rahi ho jo hafte bhar chhupa tha.

“Itne din se yahi soch rahi thi,” Malini ne kaha, awaaz kapde ki tarah halki. “Tu khud kabhi rukta nahi. Hamesha kisi ke ghar ki timing.” Meri ungliyon ne uski nighty ki patti pichhe se kholi, ek-ek button dheela hua.

Kapda kamar tak utra to uski chhati bilkul saamne aa gayi. Maine ek nip ko muh mein liya, usne mere baal pakad kar sir daba diya. Palang ki chadar pehle se garmi se chipki hui thi, ab uske ghutne mere sides par kheenchtay hue aur gehre ho gaye.

Pajama ki nada usne khud kholi. Mera lund kapde ke andar se nikalte hi uski hatheli mein aa gaya, garam, bhari. Malini ne neeche dekh kar ek baar hans diya, woh hasi sharmili nahi thi, seedhi thi.

“Itna ready, aur tu newspaper padh raha tha.” Uski mutthi dheere upar-neeche chali, mere pet ki nas tight ho gayi. Maine uski chut par haath rakha, nighty ke neeche panty pehle se geeli thi, cotton ka patch chamak raha tha.

Panty zang se ghutne tak utari, uski chut ki darar meri do ungliyon ke beech gili ho gayi. Malini ne meri kalai pakad kar aur andar khinch li. “Yahan. Aur dheere nahi.” Pehli ungli andar gayi to uski saans ruk kar nikli, doosri par uske naakhun mere kandhe par chubhe.

Palang ke kinare se usne jhuk kar mera lund muh mein liya. Garam jeebh, daanton ki halki kharash, phir gehrai. Maine uske geele baal ek haath se hataaye taaki uski aankhen dikhein. Woh upar dekhti rahi jab tak meri patliyan kampne lagi.

“Abhi nahi,” maine kaha. Malini ne honth chhod kar mere upar chadhi, nighty ab kamar par hi atki thi jaise koi parda. Uski chut mere lund ke sir par ragad khane lagi, geela pan meri pet tak behne laga.

“Andar le,” usne kaha. Maine kamar se utha kar set kiya, phir dheere ghusa. Uski chut ne pehle tok di, phir khul gayi. Poora lund baithte hi dono ki saansein ek saath bhari hui nikalin. Palang ki paaye halki si chikri.

Pehle dhakke lambe the. Malini ne apna maatha meri maathe se sataaya, aankhen band. Har baar jab meri pubic bone uski clit se takrati, uska muh ek chhoti si awaaz nikalta jo pankha daba nahi pata tha.

“Aur zor,” usne kaha, lekin haath meri peeth par itne kheenchtay hue the ki rukna mushkil tha. Maine uski ek tang upar uthayi, kona badla, aur uski chut ne aur pakad liya. Kanpur ke is kamre ki deewar ke us paar koi radio chal raha tha, par yahan sirf chamdi aur saans thi.

Nighty bilkul upar sarak kar uske gale ke paas ikatthi ho gayi. Maine uski chhati dabaye rakha, nip ungliyon ke beech. Malini ne meri kalaai itni kas ke pakdi ki nishan padne wale the. Uski thighs meri sides par kamp rahi thin.

Thodi der baad usne mujhe palat diya. Ab woh upar thi, ghutne chadar par, haath meri chhati par. Apni chut mein lund baithaye hue usne kamar ghumaya, pehle gol, phir seedha upar-neeche. Mera lund har baar almost nikalta, phir dub jata.

“Dekh mujhe,” Malini boli. Maine dekha. Uski aankhen geeli thin, honth khule. Meri biwi ka yeh chehra rishte daar ke ghar wala nahi tha. Yahan koi namak-mirch nahi thi, koi bachchon ka shor nahi tha.

Uski chut se awaaz geeli aa rahi thi, meri pet tak. Maine uski kamar pakad kar dhakke upar se diye, usne sar peeche phenka. Pankha ki hawa paseene ko thanda karti, lekin andar ki garmi nahi utarti thi.

“Khade ho ja, almirah ke saath,” usne kaha, saans toot-ti hui. Maine socha haan, uthenge, uski tang uthake deewar se sata kar chodenge. Woh iraada itna saaf tha ki palang ki chadar pehle hi ek kone se sarakne lagi.

Beech ka phone

Side table par Malini ka phone kanpa, itna tez ki dono ruk gaye. Screen par Maa likha tha. Uski kamar meri patliyon par ab bhi baithi thi, mera lund ab bhi uski chut mein tha, lekin uski aankhen phone par chali gayin.

“Abhi nahi uthna chahiye tha,” usne kaanon-kaan kaha, phir swipe kiya. Speaker on ho gaya kyunki haath meri chhati par the. Usha ki awaaz kamre mein faili, saaf, jaldi wali.

“Beta, train aa gayi. Kanpur station se auto le liya. Bis-pachchis minute mein colony. Tum dono bhaiya ke yahan nikal to nahi gaye?” Malini ne meri taraf dekha, lund ab bhi andar, faisla ab doosra tha.

“Nahi nikaley, Maa. Ghar pe hain. Aap seedha aa jaiye.” Call kat te hi usne phone patak diya, lekin uthne ko kaha nahi. Almirah wala khada hona ab bewkufi lag raha tha. Kapde door the, time kam tha.

“Palang par hi khatam karo,” Malini ne kaha, awaaz mein jaldi thi, lekin rukne wali nahi. “Khade mat ho. Meri nighty paas hai, teri pajama bhi. Jaldi, lekin nikalna mat.” Usne wapas kamar ghumai, is baar chhoti, tez.

Maine uski chut mein dhakke bhar diye, ab hisaab almirah ka nahi, clock ka tha. Uski clit meri anguthe ke neeche aa gayi, usne daant honth mein daba liye taaki awaaz bahar na jaaye. Colony ke neeche kabhi-kabhi horn hota hai, aaj har horn saas lag raha tha.

“Siddharth, yahi, yahi.” Meri biwi ka yeh naam lena bhi geela tha. Maine uski chhati muh se dabaayi, lund poora baitha kar ragda. Uski chut ne jhatke se pakad liya, paani meri thighs par behne laga, uska sharir aage jhuka.

Kampan uski pet se meri pet tak aaya. Malini ne meri bazuon ko itna kheench liya ki saans meri bhi atak gayi. Uski aankhen band thin, muh khula, ek lambi saans nikal kar toot gayi. Palang ki paaye ek baar aur chikri, phir ruk gayi.

Uske dheele hote hi maine do-teen tez dhakke diye aur khud gir gaya. Mera lund uski chut ke andar dhadka, geela garam, meri kamar akdi hui. Malini ne mujhe andar hi dabaye rakha, jaise bahar nikalna ab bhi nahi dena chahti ho.

Paseena dono ke pet par mila hua tha. Nighty gale par atki rahi. Meri biwi ne meri chhati par gaal rakha, saans ab bhi bhaagi hui. Bahar radio kisi filmi gaane par aa gaya tha, yahan sirf pankha aur do dhadkane thin.

“Kapde,” usne dheere kaha, lekin abhi uth nahi rahi thi. Maine uske baal kaan ke peeche kiye. Uski aankhen band rahi. Palang ke neeche newspaper ab bhi padi thi, pehle wala din us kaagaz ke saath hi khatam ho chuka tha.

Auto neeche ruka

Thodi der baad main uth kar bathroom ki taraf bada, chehra dho lene ka irada tha, pajama abhi ghutne par hi atka tha. Khidki ke parda ka kone se bahar colony ka rasta dikhta hai. Wahi ruk kar dekha.

Neeche peela auto brake maar kar khada ho gaya. Usha utri, saari ka pallu sir par, koi extra cheez haath mein nahi, sirf purse. Colony ke gate ki taraf usne ek nazar daali, phir hamare building ke stairs ki taraf kadam badhaya.

Chehra dhona ab possible nahi tha. Maine pajama kheench kar bandha, nada ek baar phisli, doosri baar kas. Baniyan kursi ke peeche giri hui thi, pehenne ka time nahi. Shirt wahi pada raha, loha uske bagal mein thanda.

“Maa neeche utar gayi,” maine kaha, awaaz kamre ke andar hi. Malini palang par baithi, nighty neeche khinchte hue, baal ab bhi geele. Uski aankhen meri nangi chhati par atki, phir darwaze ki taraf.

Main living room ke taale ki taraf nikal pada, pairon mein abhi chappal nahi thi. Peeche palang ki chadar uljhi padi thi, newspaper uske neeche se ek kone se nikal rahi thi. Ghanti se pehle mujhe darwaza kholna tha, warna sawaal lambey ho jaate.

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