Part -46
Dono ki saansein abhi bhi tez chal rahi thi. Honth sooje hue, laal, garam. Pari ka chehra paseene se bhiga hua tha, aankhen chamak rahi thi – dar aur laalsa ka mila jula rang. Woh dheere se uthi, kurti ko theek kiya, jeans ka button bandh kiya. Uske haath abhi bhi kaanp rahe the.
Pari: (awaaz kaanpte hue, gehri chinta se) Bhai… bas! Ab… ab mujhe jaana chahiye. Kahin koi anahoni na ho jaye!
Woh darwaze ki taraf mud gayi, par palat kar ek aakhri baar Manik ko dekha. Manik abhi bhi bed par baitha tha, shirt khuli hui, jeans ka zip khula, lund abhi bhi sakht, jeans ke bahar ubhra hua. Uske chehre par vasna abhi bhi thi, aankhen laal, saansein bhari hui.
Manik: (awaaz bhari, gehri) Haan… haan, tum sahi keh rahi ho.
Pari ne ek sharaarti, muskurati hui nazar us par daali – woh nazar jo keh rahi thi “abhi bhi tumhare andar aag hai”. Usne dheere se Manik ke lund ki taraf ishara kiya.
Pari: (fussfusate hue, sharaarti andaaz mein) Chinta mat karo bhai… tum… tum bathroom mein jaakar muth maar lo. Usse tumhara gussa aur yeh… (lund ki taraf ishara) …yeh sab shant ho jayega.
Pari ne yeh kehkar ek tez saans li, jaise khud ko rok rahi ho. Phir bina rukawat ke darwaza khola aur bahar nikal gayi. Darwaza dheere se band ho gaya. Kamre mein sannata chha gaya – sirf Manik ki tez saansein aur uska dil ki dhadkan.
Manik wahi baitha raha kuchh pal. Uska lund abhi bhi sakht tha, jeans ke andar tadap raha tha. Pari ki baat uske kaanon mein goonj rahi thi – “muth maar lo”. Woh utha, dheere se bathroom ki taraf chala. Mirror ke saamne khada hua. Apna chehra dekha – laal, paseena bhara, aankhen laal. Usne shirt utari, jeans neeche ki. Lund bahar aaya – sakht, topi geeli, veins ubhri hui.
Woh shower ke neeche khada ho gaya, paani nahi khola. Bas haath se lund pakda. Dimag mein Divya ka chehra aa gaya – woh ghoorne wali nazar, table par uska gussa, woh “thank you di” ke baad uski jalti aankhen. Manik ke dil mein gussa phir se bhadak utha.
Manik: (khud se badbadate hue) Saali… tu mujhse itni jalti hai? Bullet mili toh jal rahi hai? Bachpan se jalti hai… cycle chhupayi, bat chhupaya, phone chhupaya… ab yeh gussa? Ab main tujhe dikhaunga…
Usne lund ko zor se pakda, hilana shuru kiya – dheere se, phir tez. Dimag mein ek khayal aaya – Divya bebas hai. Woh sochne laga ki Divya uske saamne bebas hai, haath bandhe hue, aankhen band, aur woh usko chod raha hai – gusse mein, zor se, uski saari jalan ko uske sharir par nikaalte hue.
Manik: (tez saans lete hue) Haan saali… ab tu meri hai… teri chut mein daal raha hoon… zor se… tu chillayegi… roegi… par rukunga nahi…
Usne speed badhayi. Haath tez chal raha tha – upar neeche, topi par ungli ghumate hue. Dimag mein Divya ki cheekh soch raha tha – “Bhai… mat karo… dard ho raha hai…” par woh ruk nahi raha tha. Gussa aur vasna mila hua tha – Divya ko punish karne ka khayal usko aur uttejit kar raha tha.
Manik: (moan karte hue) Aaah… saali… teri chut kitni tight hai… main poora andar daal raha hoon… tu jalegi… ab jalegi mere lund se…
Usne aankhen band ki, Divya ka chehra saamne socha – uski laal aankhen, uska gussa, par ab woh bebas hai. Manik ne zor se hilaya – haath tez, lund topi se geela ho raha tha. Aakhir mein woh jhad gaya – behisaab maal nikla, shower ke farsh par girta hua. Usne zor se moan kiya – “Aaah… saali… le… mera sab kuchh le…”
Woh thak kar shower ke neeche baith gaya. Paani khola, garam paani us par gira. Usne saans li – ab dil halka tha. Gussa ab thanda ho chuka tha. Par andar ek ajeeb si khushi thi – jaise usne Divya ko mentally punish kar diya ho.
Udhar Pari apne kamre mein pahunch gayi thi. Darwaza band kiya, bed par let gayi. Uski saansein abhi bhi tez thi. Kapde abhi bhi paseene se bheege hue the. Usne apni jeans ka button khola, panty neeche ki. Ungli chut par rakhi – woh geeli thi, tadap rahi thi.
Pari: (fussfusate hue) Bhai… tumne mujhe itna uttejit kar diya… ab main kaise so paungi…
Usne ungli andar daali – dheere se, phir tez. Dimag mein Manik ka chehra aa gaya – uska gussa, uska lund jeans ke andar ubhra hua, uski awaaz “tu meri hai”. Pari ne aankhen band ki, ungli ko andar-bahar karne lagi.
Pari: (moan karte hue) Bhai… tumhare haath… tumhari awaaz… aaah… mujhe chod rahe ho… zor se…
Woh tez ho gayi. Doosri ungli bhi daal di. Chut geeli, awaaz nikal rahi thi – chup-chup. Usne pillow muh par rakha taaki awaaz bahar na jaye.
Pari: (tez moan) Haan bhai… andar… poora andar… mujhe jhadne do… tumhare naam se… aaah…
Usne speed badhayi. Dimag mein Manik ka gussa, uska lund, uski awaaz – sab ghum raha tha. Aakhir mein woh jhad gayi – zor se, badan kaanp utha, maal bahar nikla, bed sheet geeli ho gayi. Woh thak kar let gayi, saansein tez.
Pari: (saans sambhalte hue) Bhai… tumne mera gussa bhi le liya… ab hum dono ek hain…
Dono alag-alag kamron mein the, par ek hi khayal mein – ek doosre ke. Gussa ab vasna mein badal chuka tha. Raat abhi baaki thi, par unke dil mein ek nayi aag jal rahi thi – pyar ki, vasna ki, aur thodi si gusse ki.
Subah hone wali thi, par yeh raat unke rishte ko aur gehra kar chuki thi. Ab woh dono jaante the – unka rishta sirf bhai-behen ka nahi raha. Yeh kuchh aur tha – gehra, khatarnak, par beinteha mazedaar.
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