100% trueSubah ke 5 baj chuke the—Khoiya ke saare participants neeche aa chuke the. Hotel ka staff chai ki taiyari kar raha tha, aur kuch harami log abhi bhi bar ke aas-paas tehal rahe the, peg ki jugaad kar rahe the.
Chaaron taraf beer ki bottle, kahin wine, whiskey, gin, vodka ki bottles ludhakti phir rahi thin—jo yeh dikha rahi thin ki tamasha khatam ho chuka hai. Kuch aurtein sharma rahi thin, apne pallu theek kar rahi thin, apne bikhre baalon ko samet rahi thin. Par jayada tar mard aur aurtein—unka garam khoiya dance ki masti ka khumar abhi utra nahi tha.
Aas-paas kacchi amiya, nayi laundiya bhi ghoom rahi thin—middle-aged mama, chacha, mausa, fufa un ladkiyon ko
dulaar ke bahane choom rahe the, masal rahe the, aur tarah-tarah se dulaar rahe the.
Kuch cousins bhi ek doosre ko ishare kar rahe the, aur idhar-udhar chumma-chaati chalu thi. Kuch marriageable ladkiyan apne bujurgon ke pair chhoo rahi thin—to tharkii buddhe unko bhi ashirwad dene ke bahane sehalate aur chipta lete the. Sabke dimaag mein chudai ka bhoot chadha hua tha.
Tabhi Bucchi—jo abhi tak kone mein khadi thi, apni saree ke pallu ko theek karte hue—Ranjan ki taraf dekhti hai.
Ranjan bhi wahan khada tha—uski aankhon mein thakan thi, par uski nazar Bucchi ko dhundh rahi thi. Dono ki aankhen takrati hain—ek pal ke liye, jaise poori duniya ruk gayi ho.
Bucchi ki aankhon mein sharam thi, par uske honthon par ek halki si muskaan thi. Ranjan ne apni bhaunhein uthayi—jaise pooch raha ho, "Sab theek hai?" Bucchi ne dheere se sir hilaya—"Haan."
Ranjan ne apna haath apni jeb mein daala, aur ek chhota sa paper nikaala—us par likha tha, "Room 305. 6 baje." Usne ishara kar ke Bucchi ko dikhaya. Bucchi ne padha, aur uski aankhen phail gayin. Usne apna muh jhuka liya, par uski ungliyan apni saree ke pallu ko kasa rahi thin.
Ranjan ne apni aankhon se kaha—"Aana." Bucchi ne apni aankhon se jawab diya—"Aaoongii."
Dono ki nazron ke beech ek bijli si daudi—koi shabd nahi, koi ishara nahi, bas ek samajh, ek vaada, ek raaz.
Bucchi ne apna pallu theek kiya, apni saheliyon se kuch kaha, aur dheere-dheere seedhiyon ki taraf badhne lagi. Ranjan ne apna glass uthaya, aakhri ghunt liya, aur uski nazar Bucchi ke jaate hue kadmon par thi—uski chaal, uski kamar, uske baal.
Bucchi seedhiyon ke mod par ruki, aur ek baar peeche mud kar dekha—Ranjan abhi bhi wahi khada tha, uski nazar usi par. Bucchi ne halki si muskaan di, aur seedhi utar gayi.
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Ranjan ne apna glass rakha, aur apni jeb mein haath daal kar woh paper ko mehsoos kiya—jaise koi khazana ho. Uski saans tez thi, dil dhadak raha tha.
Aur us subah, jab resort chai ki khushbu se mehak raha tha, aur nashe ka khumar utar raha tha—ek naya raaz, ek naya vaada, ek nayi shuruaat ho rahi thi.
South India mein Rishton ki Girah — Ek Samajik Nazariya
Bharat ek aisa desh hai jahan har kuch kos par paani badalta hai, aur rishton ke naam bhi. North India mein jahan "bhai-behan" ka rishta pavitra maana jaata hai, wahan South India ke kuch hisson mein rishton ki girah kuch aur hi thi. Andhra, Telangana, Tamil Nadu, Karnataka aur Kerala ke kuch castes aur communities mein cross-cousin marriage—yaani mama ki beti se shaadi, ya mausi ki beti se shaadi, ya chacha ki beti se shaadi—ek purani parampara thi.
Yeh incest nahi maante . Yeh ek social arrangement tha, jiska maksad tha—zameen, jaaydaad, aur family ties ko ek saath rakhna. Isse family ka daayra chhota rehta tha, aur sampatti bahar nahi jaati thi. Isliye yeh practice kuch communities mein saikdon saal tak chali aur wahan ke ladke ladkiyan aapas main ghar ghar main jam ke chudaai karte hain ...
Andhra aur Telangana mein—jahan aaj bhi kuch gaonon mein mama-bhanji ya mausa-bhanji ki shaadi hoti hai—yeh riwaaz aaj bhi dekha ja sakta hai. Wahan ise "menarikam" kaha jaata hai. Tamil Nadu mein "muraimai" ke naam se jaana jaata hai—jisme mama ki beti ya mausi ki beti se shaadi hoti thi. Karnataka ke kuch hisson mein bhi yeh practice thi.
Kerala mein—jo aaj 100% literacy ke liye jaana jaata hai—wahan bhi kuch communities mein cross-cousin marriage common thi. Nair aur kuch doosri castes mein mausi ki beti ya mama ke bete se shaadi ka riwaaz tha. Wo isko INCEST nahi maante " tha—balki yeh ek endogamous practice thi, jisme rishta khoon ka nahi, parampara ka hota tha.
Lekin—incest alag cheez hai. Incest yaani sagi behan-bhai, maa-bete, baap-beti ke beech sexual sambandh—kabhi bhi kisi bhi Indian culture mein accepted nahi tha. Par Ander khaane sabse jayada behan chodi yahin jaati hain ...
Jo cases media mein aate hain, woh hain aur Ghar ke bujurg inhain samaj se chhupate hain —inko "tradition" kehna galat hai. Cousin marriage aur incest do bilkul alag cheezein hain—yeh farq samajhna zaroori hai.
Aaj ke daur mein—urbanisation, education, aur law ke badlav ke saath—yeh practices kam ho rahi hain. , sapinda relationship mein shaadi par rok hai, lekin custom ke aadhar par kuch communities ko chhoot mili hui hai. Aaj bhi Andhra, Telangana, Tamil Nadu aur Karnataka ke kuch gaonon mein yeh riwaaz zinda hai—lekin shehron mein yeh tezi se kam ho raha hai.
Toh haan—South India mein cousin marriage common thi. Par badhate internet aur urbanization main bhai behan ko chodna bhi common hai ... yahan tak ladke apni Maa chod dete hain with out any remorse...baap beti kii ch00t aise maarta hai jaise wo iske aangan ka fal(fruit) ho ...aur incest ke maamle Mai Kerala awwal hai ...
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Room 305 — Ocean Pearl Resort, Kovalam. Subah ke kareeb 6 baj rahe the.
Bucchi darwaza kholte hi andar aayi—Ranjan bed par baitha tha, sirf ek towel lapete hue. Kal raat ki thakan uske chehre par thi, par uski aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi. Bucchi ne darwaza band kiya, aur deewar se tik gayi—uski saree ka pallu sarak gaya tha, aur uski chhati par pasina chamak raha tha.
Ranjan ne usse dekha—"Aaja… behana…"—uski awaaz mein ek naram si garmi thi. Bucchi dheere-dheere uske paas aayi, aur bed ke kinare baith gayi.
"Bhaiyaa…" —usne dheere se kaha, aur dono halke se hanse.
Bucchi ne apna sir uske kandhe par rakha—"Bhaiyaa… kal raat… us gandi toilet mein… maine kabhi nahi socha tha ki meri pehali chudaai ....aisi gandi toilet mein hogi…" —uski awaaz mein ek halki si sharm thi, par aankhon mein nami.
Ranjan ne uski thuddi uthayi—"Behana… woh jagah gandi thi… par tera pehla sukh… woh toh saaf tha na…"jo tune mujhe diya aur mujh se liyaa ...
Bucchi ne apni ungliyan uske baalon mein daal di—"Bhaiyaa… us toilet mein tatti aur peshab ki gandh thi… par teri baahon mein… main kho gayi thi…"
Ranjan ne uske honthon par apne honth rakhe—dheere se, pyaar se, jaise koi phool khila raha ho. Bucchi ne apni aankhen band kar li, aur uski ungliyan Ranjan ki peeth par tan gayin. Ranjan ne uski blouse ka pehla button khola—phir doosra, phir teesra. Uske gol, bhari stan bahar aaye—sakht nipple, aur uski saans tez. Ranjan ne unhe apne haathon mein liya—dheere se sehlaya, masla, aur phir apna muh uski chhati par rakha. Bucchi ki saans tham gayi—"Ranjan…"
Ranjan ne uski saree ko neeche kiya—uski kamar, uski naabhi, uski janghein—sab nangi ho gayin. Usne apni ungli uski janghon ke beech phera—geeli, garam, aur kaanpti hui. Bucchi ne apni taangein khol di—jaise woh bhi is khel ke liye tayyar ho.
Par Ranjan ruk gaya. Usne apna haath hataya, aur uski aankhon mein dekha—"…"
Bucchi ne uski gardan mein apna muh chhupa liya—"Bhaiyaa… main jaanti hoon…tu mujh se Kitna
pyar karta hai ...par yeh subah… yeh pal… sirf tera hai…"
Ranjan ne uska maatha chuma—"Ek mahine mein mera UPSC interview hai…"
Bucchi ne uski ungliyan apni ungliyon mein uljha li—"Aur meri ek Administration Training hai Mussoorie mein—ek mahine ki. Uske baad posting Bangalore mein—Central Processing Unit, Income Tax, Assistant Commissioner."
Ranjan ne uska haath apne honthon par rakha—"Toh phir… Bangalore mein… hum apna waqt bitayenge…"
Bucchi ne sharmate hue apna sir uske kandhe par rakha—"Bhaiyaa… aaj teri shaadi hai… Anjali bhabhi se …"
Ranjan ne uska chehra uthaya—"Behana… shaadi ek rasam hai… par tu toh meri hai… kal raat se hi…"aur shayad uss din se jab teri pehali Mahavari huii thii ...
Bucchi ne apni ungliyan uske baalon mein daal di—"Bhaiyaa… aaj tera din hai… main nahi chahti ki tu…"
Ranjan ne uski aankhon mein dekha—"Main jaanta hoon… aaj meri shaadi hai… par is subah, kuch pal toh mere apne honge…"
Bucchi ne dheere se apni saree ka pallu theek kiya, par uski aankhen Ranjan se hatt nahi rahi thin. Usne apni ungli uski chhati par phera—"Bhaiyaa… kal raat ke baad… main kuch aur ho gayi hoon…"Ranjan ne uskii naram aur badii choochion ko masalte hue uske blouse ke ooper se ...
Ranjan ne uske honthon par apne honth rakhe—dheere se, pyaar se, jaise koi phool khila raha ho. Bucchi ne apni aankhen band kar li, aur uski ungliyan Ranjan ki peeth par tan gayin. Ranjan ne uski blouse ka pehla button khola—phir doosra—par teesre par ruk gaya.
"
Bucchi ne apni aankhen kholin—"Bhaiyaa…" —uski awaaz mein nami thi.
Ranjan ne uska maatha chuma—"Aaj meri shaadi hai… par yeh subah, yeh pal, sirf tera hai…"
Bucchi ne uske gale laga liya—"Mussoorie se… Bangalore… main teri raah dekhungi…"
Ranjan ne uski peeth par haath phera—"Aur main… apni Assistant Commissioner se milne aaunga…"
Dono halke se hanse—aankhon mein aansoo, honthon par muskaan. Bucchi ne apna muh uski chhati mein chhupa liya, aur Ranjan ne uske baalon ko sahlaate hue kaha—"Behana… tu meri hai… chahe duniya kuch bhi kahe…"
Bucchi ne uski kamar mein apni ungliyan daali—"Aur tu mera… chahe teri shaadi kisi aur se ho…"
Room 305 — Ocean Pearl Resort, Kovalam. Subah ke kareeb 6:15 baj rahe the.
Bucchi ne apni saree ka pallu theek kiya, aur dheere-dheere uske paas aayi. Ranjan ne uska haath pakda—"Aaja…" —uski awaaz mein ek naram si garmi thi.
Ranjan ne uske chehre ko apne haathon mein liya, aur uski aankhon mein dekha—"Ek mahine mein mera UPSC interview hai…"
Bucchi ne uski ungliyan apni ungliyon mein uljha li—"Aur meri ek Administration Training hai Mussoorie mein—ek mahine ki. Uske baad posting Bangalore mein—Central Processing Unit, Income Tax, Assistant Commissioner."
Ranjan ne uska haath apne honthon par rakha—"Toh phir… Bangalore mein… hum apna waqt bitayenge…"
Bucchi ne sharmate hue apna sir uske kandhe par rakha—"Ranjan Bhaiyya … aaj teri shaadi hai…"
Ranjan ne uska chehra uthaya—"Shaadi ek rasam hai… par tu toh meri hai… kal raat se hi…" —usne uski gardan par halka sa hoth rakha, aur Bucchi ki saans tham gayi.
Bucchi ne apni ungliyan uske baalon mein daal di—"Ranjan… main nahi chahti ki tu…"
Ranjan ne uski aankhon mein dekha—"Main jaanta hoon… par is subah, kuch pal toh mere apne honge…"
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Ab woh dheere-dheere aage badha.
Usne Bucchi ki saree ka pallu poora sarakaya—uski chhati par pasina chamak raha tha, aur uske bhari stan blouse ke neeche ubhar rahe the. Ranjan ne uski blouse ka pehla button khola—dheere se, jaise koi tohfa khol raha ho. Phir doosra, phir teesra.aur aakhri vastra Bra ka hue bhi khol diyaa....
Uske gol, bhari stan bahar aaye—sakht nipple, aur uski saans tez. Ranjan ne unhe apne haathon mein liya—dheere se sehlaya, masla, aur phir apna muh uski chhati par rakha. Bucchi ki saans tham gayi—"Ranjan…"
Usne apne honthon se uske nipple ko chuma—pehle halka, phir thoda zor se. Bucchi ka badan kaanp gaya, aur usne apni ungliyan Ranjan ke baalon mein daal di. Ranjan ne uski bra utaar di—uski chhati poori nangi ho gayi, aur hawa mein uske stan ke niple aur bhi sakht ho gaye.
Phir woh neeche aaya—uski kamar par haath rakha, aur petticoat ka naada pakda. Dheere se kheecha—petticoat
uski kamar se phisal gayi, aur uski janghein nangi ho gayin. Bucchi ne sharm se apni taangein band kar li—par Ranjan ne apne haath se unhe dheere se khol diya. Uski choot ab bilkul saamne thi—geeli, garam, aur halke se kaanpti hui. Uske baal saaf dikh rahe the, aur uski choot ke labb abhi bhi band the—par unme ek nami thi jo sab kuch keh rahi thi.
Ranjan ne apni ungli uski choot ke labbon par phera—Bucchi ki saans tez ho gayi. Usne ungli ko halke se andar daala—geela, garam, aur ek naram si garmi uski ungli ko gher rahi thi. Bucchi ne apni aankhen band kar li—"Bhaaaiiiii… dheere…"
Ranjan ne apni ungli andar-bahar karni shuru ki—dheere, phir thoda tez. Bucchi ki choot se ras behne laga, aur uski janghein kaanpne lagin. Ranjan ne apna muh uski choot ke paas le gaya—uski jeebh se uske labbon ko chuma, aur Bucchi ki kamar uth gayi. "Ahh… Bhaiyya aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa …" —woh siski.
Usne apni jeebh se uski choot ko chaatna shuru kiya—upar se neeche, aur phir andar tak. Bucchi ki ungliyan bed ki sheet ko kasa rahi thin, aur uski saans tez ho gayi. Ranjan ne apni ungli uski choot mein daal kar upar wale hisse ko sehlaya—jahan uska clit tha. Bucchi ki kamar uthi, aur usne apni taangein aur khol di.
"Ranjan… ab…" —woh boli, aur Ranjan samajh gaya.
Usne apna towel khola—uska lund khada tha, sakht aur garam, aur uski nas-nas mein khoon daud raha tha. Usne Bucchi ko bed par lita diya, aur uske upar aa gaya—uski chhati uski chhati se takrayi, aur dono ki saansein ek ho gayin.
"Bucchi…" —usne uske kaan mein phusphusaya—"Bangalore mein…
"Aur har subah…" —Bucchi ne kaha.
"Har raat…" —Ranjan ne apna lund uski geeli choot ke labb par rakha. Dheere se ragda—Bucchi ki saans tham gayi. Phir usne apna lund uski choot ke andar dheere se dhakel diya.
Bucchi ki aankhen phat gayin—"Ranjan…" —par usne apni taangein uski kamar mein lapet li. Ranjan ne dheere-dheere andar jana shuru kiya—pehle sirf upar wala hissa, phir thoda aur, phir poora. Bucchi ki choot uske lund ko kas rahi thi—garm, geeli, aur tight. Ranjan ruk gaya—"Theek hai?" —Bucchi ne haan mein sir hilaya.
Phir usne hilna shuru kiya—dheere, phir thoda tez, phir gehra. Uska lund Bucchi ki bacchedaani ki kor kor hila raha tha—jaise koi nayi zameen tod raha ho. Bucchi ne apna muh Ranjan ke kandhe mein daal liya—chillana nahi chahti thi, par uski choot Ranjan ke lund ko kas rahi thi, aur har dhakke ke saath uski saans tez ho rahi thi.
"Ranjan…Bhaiyya aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa aur…" —woh siski.
Ranjan ne tez hilna shuru kiya—"Bucchi… tu meri hai…" —aur Bucchi ne apni ungliyan uski peeth par gaad di. Uska lund ab poori raftaar se andar-bahar ja raha tha—har dhakke ke saath Bucchi ki choot se ras tapak raha tha, aur unki janghon ki takkar se bed halke se hil raha tha.
Bucchi ki saans tez ho gayi—"Bhaiyyaaaa… main…" —aur usne apni kamar utha di. Ranjan ne aur zor se choda—jab tak dono ek saath apne charam par na pahunch gaye. Ranjan ka garam ras uski choot mein nikal aaya—Bucchi ne apni aankhen band kar li, aur uske badan mein ek jhijhak si daudi.
"Bhaiyya … ab toh main teri hoon… hamesha…" —usne kaha, aur Ranjan ne uska maatha chuma.
"Aur main… tera… chahe duniya kuch bhi kahe…"
Dono us subah, us kamre mein, ek doosre ki baahon mein simat gaye—jaise koi rishta nahi, bas do pyaase dil, jo ek doosre mein kho gaye the.
Bucchi darwaza kholte hi andar aayi—Ranjan bed par baitha tha, sirf ek towel lapete hue. Kal raat ki thakan uske chehre par thi, par uski aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi. Bucchi ne darwaza band kiya, aur deewar se tik gayi—uski saree ka pallu sarak gaya tha, aur uski chhati par pasina chamak raha tha.
Ranjan ne usse dekha—"Aaja… behana…"—uski awaaz mein ek naram si garmi thi. Bucchi dheere-dheere uske paas aayi, aur bed ke kinare baith gayi.
"Bhaiyaa…" —usne dheere se kaha, aur dono halke se hanse.
Bucchi ne apna sir uske kandhe par rakha—"Bhaiyaa… kal raat… us gandi toilet mein… maine kabhi nahi socha tha ki meri pehali chudaai ....aisi gandi toilet mein hogi…" —uski awaaz mein ek halki si sharm thi, par aankhon mein nami.
Ranjan ne uski thuddi uthayi—"Behana… woh jagah gandi thi… par tera pehla sukh… woh toh saaf tha na…"jo tune mujhe diya aur mujh se liyaa ...
Bucchi ne apni ungliyan uske baalon mein daal di—"Bhaiyaa… us toilet mein tatti aur peshab ki gandh thi… par teri baahon mein… main kho gayi thi…"
Ranjan ne uske honthon par apne honth rakhe—dheere se, pyaar se, jaise koi phool khila raha ho. Bucchi ne apni aankhen band kar li, aur uski ungliyan Ranjan ki peeth par tan gayin. Ranjan ne uski blouse ka pehla button khola—phir doosra, phir teesra. Uske gol, bhari stan bahar aaye—sakht nipple, aur uski saans tez. Ranjan ne unhe apne haathon mein liya—dheere se sehlaya, masla, aur phir apna muh uski chhati par rakha. Bucchi ki saans tham gayi—"Ranjan…"
Ranjan ne uski saree ko neeche kiya—uski kamar, uski naabhi, uski janghein—sab nangi ho gayin. Usne apni ungli uski janghon ke beech phera—geeli, garam, aur kaanpti hui. Bucchi ne apni taangein khol di—jaise woh bhi is khel ke liye tayyar ho.
Par Ranjan ruk gaya. Usne apna haath hataya, aur uski aankhon mein dekha—"…"
Bucchi ne uski gardan mein apna muh chhupa liya—"Bhaiyaa… main jaanti hoon…tu mujh se Kitna
pyar karta hai ...par yeh subah… yeh pal… sirf tera hai…"Ranjan ne uska maatha chuma—"Ek mahine mein mera UPSC interview hai…"
Bucchi ne uski ungliyan apni ungliyon mein uljha li—"Aur meri ek Administration Training hai Mussoorie mein—ek mahine ki. Uske baad posting Bangalore mein—Central Processing Unit, Income Tax, Assistant Commissioner."
Ranjan ne uska haath apne honthon par rakha—"Toh phir… Bangalore mein… hum apna waqt bitayenge…"
Bucchi ne sharmate hue apna sir uske kandhe par rakha—"Bhaiyaa… aaj teri shaadi hai… Anjali bhabhi se …"
Ranjan ne uska chehra uthaya—"Behana… shaadi ek rasam hai… par tu toh meri hai… kal raat se hi…"aur shayad uss din se jab teri pehali Mahavari huii thii ...
Bucchi ne apni ungliyan uske baalon mein daal di—"Bhaiyaa… aaj tera din hai… main nahi chahti ki tu…"
Ranjan ne uski aankhon mein dekha—"Main jaanta hoon… aaj meri shaadi hai… par is subah, kuch pal toh mere apne honge…"
Bucchi ne dheere se apni saree ka pallu theek kiya, par uski aankhen Ranjan se hatt nahi rahi thin. Usne apni ungli uski chhati par phera—"Bhaiyaa… kal raat ke baad… main kuch aur ho gayi hoon…"Ranjan ne uskii naram aur badii choochion ko masalte hue uske blouse ke ooper se ...
Ranjan ne uske honthon par apne honth rakhe—dheere se, pyaar se, jaise koi phool khila raha ho. Bucchi ne apni aankhen band kar li, aur uski ungliyan Ranjan ki peeth par tan gayin. Ranjan ne uski blouse ka pehla button khola—phir doosra—par teesre par ruk gaya.
"
Bucchi ne apni aankhen kholin—"Bhaiyaa…" —uski awaaz mein nami thi.
Ranjan ne uska maatha chuma—"Aaj meri shaadi hai… par yeh subah, yeh pal, sirf tera hai…"
Bucchi ne uske gale laga liya—"Mussoorie se… Bangalore… main teri raah dekhungi…"
Ranjan ne uski peeth par haath phera—"Aur main… apni Assistant Commissioner se milne aaunga…"
Dono halke se hanse—aankhon mein aansoo, honthon par muskaan. Bucchi ne apna muh uski chhati mein chhupa liya, aur Ranjan ne uske baalon ko sahlaate hue kaha—"Behana… tu meri hai… chahe duniya kuch bhi kahe…"
Bucchi ne uski kamar mein apni ungliyan daali—"Aur tu mera… chahe teri shaadi kisi aur se ho…"
Room 305 — Ocean Pearl Resort, Kovalam. Subah ke kareeb 6:15 baj rahe the.
Bucchi ne apni saree ka pallu theek kiya, aur dheere-dheere uske paas aayi. Ranjan ne uska haath pakda—"Aaja…" —uski awaaz mein ek naram si garmi thi.
Ranjan ne uske chehre ko apne haathon mein liya, aur uski aankhon mein dekha—"Ek mahine mein mera UPSC interview hai…"
Bucchi ne uski ungliyan apni ungliyon mein uljha li—"Aur meri ek Administration Training hai Mussoorie mein—ek mahine ki. Uske baad posting Bangalore mein—Central Processing Unit, Income Tax, Assistant Commissioner."
Ranjan ne uska haath apne honthon par rakha—"Toh phir… Bangalore mein… hum apna waqt bitayenge…"
Bucchi ne sharmate hue apna sir uske kandhe par rakha—"Ranjan Bhaiyya … aaj teri shaadi hai…"
Ranjan ne uska chehra uthaya—"Shaadi ek rasam hai… par tu toh meri hai… kal raat se hi…" —usne uski gardan par halka sa hoth rakha, aur Bucchi ki saans tham gayi.
Bucchi ne apni ungliyan uske baalon mein daal di—"Ranjan… main nahi chahti ki tu…"
Ranjan ne uski aankhon mein dekha—"Main jaanta hoon… par is subah, kuch pal toh mere apne honge…"
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Ab woh dheere-dheere aage badha.
Usne Bucchi ki saree ka pallu poora sarakaya—uski chhati par pasina chamak raha tha, aur uske bhari stan blouse ke neeche ubhar rahe the. Ranjan ne uski blouse ka pehla button khola—dheere se, jaise koi tohfa khol raha ho. Phir doosra, phir teesra.aur aakhri vastra Bra ka hue bhi khol diyaa....
Uske gol, bhari stan bahar aaye—sakht nipple, aur uski saans tez. Ranjan ne unhe apne haathon mein liya—dheere se sehlaya, masla, aur phir apna muh uski chhati par rakha. Bucchi ki saans tham gayi—"Ranjan…"
Usne apne honthon se uske nipple ko chuma—pehle halka, phir thoda zor se. Bucchi ka badan kaanp gaya, aur usne apni ungliyan Ranjan ke baalon mein daal di. Ranjan ne uski bra utaar di—uski chhati poori nangi ho gayi, aur hawa mein uske stan ke niple aur bhi sakht ho gaye.
Phir woh neeche aaya—uski kamar par haath rakha, aur petticoat ka naada pakda. Dheere se kheecha—petticoat
uski kamar se phisal gayi, aur uski janghein nangi ho gayin. Bucchi ne sharm se apni taangein band kar li—par Ranjan ne apne haath se unhe dheere se khol diya. Uski choot ab bilkul saamne thi—geeli, garam, aur halke se kaanpti hui. Uske baal saaf dikh rahe the, aur uski choot ke labb abhi bhi band the—par unme ek nami thi jo sab kuch keh rahi thi.
Ranjan ne apni ungli uski choot ke labbon par phera—Bucchi ki saans tez ho gayi. Usne ungli ko halke se andar daala—geela, garam, aur ek naram si garmi uski ungli ko gher rahi thi. Bucchi ne apni aankhen band kar li—"Bhaaaiiiii… dheere…"
Ranjan ne apni ungli andar-bahar karni shuru ki—dheere, phir thoda tez. Bucchi ki choot se ras behne laga, aur uski janghein kaanpne lagin. Ranjan ne apna muh uski choot ke paas le gaya—uski jeebh se uske labbon ko chuma, aur Bucchi ki kamar uth gayi. "Ahh… Bhaiyya aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa …" —woh siski.
Usne apni jeebh se uski choot ko chaatna shuru kiya—upar se neeche, aur phir andar tak. Bucchi ki ungliyan bed ki sheet ko kasa rahi thin, aur uski saans tez ho gayi. Ranjan ne apni ungli uski choot mein daal kar upar wale hisse ko sehlaya—jahan uska clit tha. Bucchi ki kamar uthi, aur usne apni taangein aur khol di.
"Ranjan… ab…" —woh boli, aur Ranjan samajh gaya.
Usne apna towel khola—uska lund khada tha, sakht aur garam, aur uski nas-nas mein khoon daud raha tha. Usne Bucchi ko bed par lita diya, aur uske upar aa gaya—uski chhati uski chhati se takrayi, aur dono ki saansein ek ho gayin.
"Bucchi…" —usne uske kaan mein phusphusaya—"Bangalore mein…
"Aur har subah…" —Bucchi ne kaha.
"Har raat…" —Ranjan ne apna lund uski geeli choot ke labb par rakha. Dheere se ragda—Bucchi ki saans tham gayi. Phir usne apna lund uski choot ke andar dheere se dhakel diya.
Bucchi ki aankhen phat gayin—"Ranjan…" —par usne apni taangein uski kamar mein lapet li. Ranjan ne dheere-dheere andar jana shuru kiya—pehle sirf upar wala hissa, phir thoda aur, phir poora. Bucchi ki choot uske lund ko kas rahi thi—garm, geeli, aur tight. Ranjan ruk gaya—"Theek hai?" —Bucchi ne haan mein sir hilaya.
Phir usne hilna shuru kiya—dheere, phir thoda tez, phir gehra. Uska lund Bucchi ki bacchedaani ki kor kor hila raha tha—jaise koi nayi zameen tod raha ho. Bucchi ne apna muh Ranjan ke kandhe mein daal liya—chillana nahi chahti thi, par uski choot Ranjan ke lund ko kas rahi thi, aur har dhakke ke saath uski saans tez ho rahi thi.
"Ranjan…Bhaiyya aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa aur…" —woh siski.
Ranjan ne tez hilna shuru kiya—"Bucchi… tu meri hai…" —aur Bucchi ne apni ungliyan uski peeth par gaad di. Uska lund ab poori raftaar se andar-bahar ja raha tha—har dhakke ke saath Bucchi ki choot se ras tapak raha tha, aur unki janghon ki takkar se bed halke se hil raha tha.
Bucchi ki saans tez ho gayi—"Bhaiyyaaaa… main…" —aur usne apni kamar utha di. Ranjan ne aur zor se choda—jab tak dono ek saath apne charam par na pahunch gaye. Ranjan ka garam ras uski choot mein nikal aaya—Bucchi ne apni aankhen band kar li, aur uske badan mein ek jhijhak si daudi.
"Bhaiyya … ab toh main teri hoon… hamesha…" —usne kaha, aur Ranjan ne uska maatha chuma.
"Aur main… tera… chahe duniya kuch bhi kahe…"
Dono us subah, us kamre mein, ek doosre ki baahon mein simat gaye—jaise koi rishta nahi, bas do pyaase dil, jo ek doosre mein kho gaye the.
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