Train Mumbai pahunchi toh subah ke 7:30 baje the. Platform par crowd, local train ki awaazein, aur woh purani Mumbai ki smell — sab kuch pehchaana sa tha, phir bhi ajnabi lag raha tha. Main bag uthaye bahar nikla. Auto mein baith kar purane area ki taraf ja raha tha jahan ek chhota furnished flat book kiya tha.
Flat chhota tha — ek bedroom, chhoti si kitchen aur balcony jahan se sirf buildings aur traffic dikhta tha. Greenwood Villas ki tarah peace nahi tha yahan. Main bag rakh kar bed par let gaya. Mobile mein Aunty ka last message tha — “Pahunch gaye toh bata dena. Khayal rakhna apna.”
Maine reply kiya: “Pahunch gaya. Sab theek hai.” Bas itna hi.
Pehle do din bilkul aise hi guzar gaye. Subah uth kar chai banayi, bahar ja kar breakfast kiya ek chhote dhabe par. Dopahar mein purane doston ko call kiya — kuch mile, coffee peey, purani baatein ki. Sabko bataya ki “family ke saath thoda break chahiye tha.” Koi kuch zyada nahi poocha.
Shaam ko balcony par baitha cigarette peeta aur sochta — yahan koi Aunty nahi jo raat ko seene se lag jaaye. Koi Arjun nahi jo subah mummy ko chupke se chume. Koi Priya nahi jo flirty messages kare. Colonel ki strict awaaz bhi nahi.
Pehli raat akeli bahut ajeeb lagi. Bed bada tha lekin khali. Maine Aunty ko call kiya.
Aunty (dheemi awaaz mein):
“Karthik… kaisa hai wahan? Ghar mein sab theek hai… lekin tu nahi hai toh lagega jaise kuch kami hai.”
Main:
“Yahan bhi aisa hi lag raha hai Aunty. Thoda time lagenge adjust karne mein.”
Aunty ne thodi der baat ki — Arjun college se aaya hai, Priya aayi thi poochhne, Colonel subah walk ke time nazar aaya tha. Sab normal tha, lekin uski awaaz mein wohi purani kami thi.
Teesra Din – Slow Settling
Subah office area gaya — ek chhoti marketing company mein freelance ka kaam dhundhne. Wahan ek ladki mili — naam Sneha, 26 saal, same team mein. Simple, baatein karne wali, thodi shy. Usne coffee offer ki break mein.
Sneha:
“Naye ho na yahan? Accent se lag raha hai bahar se aaye ho.”
Main:
“Haan, abhi shift hua hun. Pehle family ke saath tha.”
Bas itni baat. Koi flirting nahi, koi jaldi nahi. Woh apna kaam karti rahi. Main bhi.
Shaam ko flat laut kar aaya toh bore ho raha tha. Gym join kar liya society ke paas. Wahan workout kiya, paseena bahaya. Body thak gayi toh mann thoda shant hua. Raat ko Aunty se video call aaya.
Aunty nighty mein thi, baal khule. Peeche Arjun bhi dikha thoda.
Aunty (muskurate hue lekin aankhein udaas):
“Dekh, hum dono wait kar rahe hain. Tu wahan maze kar raha hai kya?”
Main:
“Maze? Abhi toh bas adjust kar raha hun. Yahan sab tez hai… lekin dil mein sukoon nahi.”
Arjun ne camera mein haath hilaya aur bola, “Bhai jaldi aa jaana… mummy roz yaad karti hai.”
Call cut hone ke baad main balcony par khada raha bahut der tak. Mumbai ki lights jal rahi thi, lekin andar kuch khali sa lag raha tha.
Chautha Din – Thoda Bore Hone Laga
Aaj Sneha ke saath lunch kiya office canteen mein. Woh normal baatein kar rahi thi — movies, family, weekend plans. Mujhe achha laga uska company, lekin andar se Aunty ki yaad aa rahi thi. Uske shareer ka touch, uski awaazein, woh guilty lekin laalach bhari muskurahat.
Shaam ko akela ghar aaya. Shower liya, phir bed par let kar mobile scroll kar raha tha. Priya ka message aaya — “Karthik… Aunty ne bataya tu Mumbai chala gaya. Miss kar rahi hun tujhe aur usko bhi
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Maine reply nahi kiya. Bas dekha aur band kar diya.
Raat ko neend nahi aa rahi thi. Maine Aunty ko call kiya. Woh terrace par thi, akeli.
Aunty (halki saans mein):
“Yahan raat bahut sunder hai aaj… lekin tu nahi hai toh maza nahi aa raha. Kal Arjun ne mujhe touch kiya tha… lekin mann nahi kiya. Tera intezaar hai.”
Main kuch nahi bola, bas sunta raha. Uske bolne ki awaaz mein woh purani softness thi jo mujhe hamesha pagal kar deti thi.
Abhi bhi sirf 4 din hue hain. Mumbai mein zindagi dheere dheere shuru ho rahi hai, lekin purana sab kuch yaad aa raha hai. Abhi koi nayi ladki ke saath jaldi nahi badha, bas normal baatein ho rahi hain.Main bed par let gaya tha. AC chal raha tha phir bhi garmi si lag rahi thi. Mobile haath mein tha aur Aunty ka last message abhi bhi screen par tha — “Aaj terrace par akeli baithi hun… tu bahut yaad aa raha hai.”
Maine socha… aaj mann bahut zyada hai. Video call kiya.
Aunty ne turant uthaya. Screen par uska chehra aaya — bedroom ki dim light mein, baal khule hue, sirf ek thin black nighty pehni hui. Uski aankhon mein wohi purani softness aur thodi si udasi thi.
Aunty (halki muskurahat ke saath):
“Karthik… itni raat ko? Sab theek hai na beta?”
Main (voice dheemi karte hue):
“Haan Aunty… sab theek hai. Bas… bahut yaad aa rahi hai teri.”
Aunty ne phone thoda door kiya. Nighty ka gala neeche tha, uski badi choochiyaan half dikhai de rahi thi. Woh bed par let gayi, phone ko pillow par tek kar.
Aunty:
“Tu bhi bahut yaad aa raha hai… yahan sab theek chal raha hai lekin… raat ko neend nahi aati.”
Main ne apni shorts thodi neeche ki. Mera lund already khada tha. Camera mein dikhate hue dheere se haath se sehlane laga.
Main:
“Aunty… mujhe dekh… aur apni nighty upar kar.”
Aunty thoda sharmaayi, aankhein jhuka li, lekin phir nighty ko dheere se upar kheencha. Uski chut saaf dikhai di — thodi geeli, pink aur moti. Usne taange thodi faila di.
Aunty (dheemi awaaz mein):
“Aise dekh raha hai jaise pehli baar dekh raha ho… kitni geeli ho gayi hun main bas teri awaaz sun kar…”
Main apna lund pura camera mein dikhate hue haath se upar-neeche karne laga. Slow, tight grip mein. Aunty ne apni ungli apni chut par rakh di aur dheere dheere circle banane lagi.
Aunty (saans tez hote hue):
“Karthik… aur tez kar… apna mota lund dikha mujhe… main soch rahi hun jaise tu yahin hai aur mujhe chod raha hai…”
Main:
“Aunty… apni choochiyaan bahar nikaal aur chus… jaise main chusta hun.”
Aunty ne nighty ke dono straps neeche kiye. Dono badi choochiyaan bahar aa gayi — nipples already tight. Usne ek choochi apne muh tak uthayi aur khud chusne lagi, zubaan se chatte hue, dusri choochi dabate hue. Uski ungli ab chut ke andar bahar ho rahi thi.
Aunty (moan karte hue):
“Aaahh… Karthik… main teri randi hun na… video call par bhi mujhe chod raha hai… aaahh… mujhe apni ungli se chod… zor se…”
Main apna lund aur tez se hilane laga. Awaz aa rahi thi — shlick shlick. Aunty ne phone ko thoda neeche kiya taaki uski chut close-up dikhe. Usne do ungliyan andar daal kar andar-bahar karna shuru kiya.
Aunty (saans phoolte hue, rone wali awaaz mein):
“Beta… mera beta Arjun so raha hai… aur main yahan teri lund ke liye apni chut mein ungli kar rahi hun… bahut gandi hun main… aaahhh… tu jhadne wala hai kya?”
Main:
“Haan Aunty… bahut mann kar raha hai tujhe chodne ka… apni chut faila aur dikha… main jhadne wala hun…”
Aunty ne taange aur faila di, chut ko fingers se khol kar dikhaya. Uski geeli chut chamak rahi thi. Woh tez-tez ungli karne lagi aur moan karne lagi,
“Aaahh… Karthik… jhad ja… apni Aunty ke muh par jhad… main bhi aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… teri randi aa gayi…!”
Aunty ka shareer kaanp gaya, uski chut se paani nikal aaya. Usne zor se moan kiya lekin muh par haath rakh kar awaaz rokne ki koshish ki.
Main bhi jhad gaya — mota sa cum mere pet aur chest par gir gaya. Camera mein dikhate hue pura jhad diya.
Dono thak kar kuch der chup rahe. Aunty muskurayi, aankhon mein pyar aur sharm mila hua.
Aunty (halki awaaz mein):
“Ab thoda sukoon mila… lekin yeh video call mein nahi… tu jaldi wapas aa jaana. Warna main khud Mumbai aa jaungi.”
Main:
“Thoda time le lunga Aunty… lekin aise calls roz karenge.”
Aunty ne nighty theek ki, good night kaha aur call cut kiya.
Main bed par let gaya, cum saaf karte hue. Dil mein thoda sukoon tha… lekin abhi bhi yeh Mumbai wali zindagi adhuri si lag rahi thi.Subah office pahuncha toh usual routine tha. 9:15 baje entry ki, laptop on kiya, coffee ki cup haath mein li. Sneha already apni seat par thi, simple blue kurti aur jeans mein, baal ponytail mein. Usne muskurakar good morning bola. Main bhi reply kiya aur apna kaam shuru kar diya.
Lekin aaj mann bilkul alag tha. Kal raat Aunty ke saath video call ke baad neend toh aayi thi, lekin subah uthte hi uski yaad aa rahi thi — uski geeli chut, choochiyaan chuste hue uska chehra, woh moan jo usne rokne ki koshish ki thi. Body mein ek halki si garmi si hone lagi thi.
Kaam karte-karte 11 baje tak toh dhyan baith hi nahi raha. Reports likh raha tha lekin aankhon ke saamne Aunty ki nighty upar karte hue taange failati hui nazar aa rahi thi. Lund dheere-dheere tight hone laga. Chair par baith kar position badalta raha, lekin kuch farak nahi pad raha tha.
Around 11:40 baje main utha aur bola, “Washroom jaa raha hun.” Kisi ne notice nahi kiya. Office ka washroom third floor par tha, thoda door. Main seedha wahan gaya. Ek cabin andar band kiya, bolt lagaya.
Andar akele tha. Mirror mein dekha toh chehra thoda laal tha. Maine pant ki zip kholi aur lund bahar nikala. Woh already half-hard tha. Haath mein pakad kar dheere se sehlane laga.
Pehle toh sirf soch raha tha Aunty ke baare mein… uski awaaz “Karthik… teri randi hun main…”
Haath dheere-dheere upar-neeche hone laga. Lund poora khada ho chuka tha. Main aankhein band karke sochne laga — jaise Aunty video call par apni chut khol kar dikha rahi thi, ungli andar-bahar kar rahi thi. Uske moan ki awaaz kaan mein goonj rahi thi.
Saans tez ho rahi thi. Maine mobile nikala, Aunty ke saath kal raat ki video call ki recording nahi thi lekin uski last photo thi — jismein woh bed par leti hui muskurati hui thi. Us photo ko dekhte hue haath ki speed badha di.
Lund ab bahut tight tha. Pre-cum nikal raha tha. Maine socha — agar yahan koi aa gaya toh? Lekin mann nahi maan raha tha. Cabin ki deewar par tek kar khada ho gaya, ek haath se lund hilata raha, dusre haath se balls ko sahla raha tha.
Dheere-dheere pace badha. Soch raha tha Aunty ki moti gaand, uske nipples, woh feel jab uski chut mere lund ko andar khinchti thi. Office ki silent washroom mein sirf mera saans aur haath ki halki awaaz aa rahi thi — shlick shlick shlick.
5-6 minute tak aise hi chalta raha. Koi jaldi nahi thi. Bas woh garmi badhti ja rahi thi. Last mein Aunty ke “aaahhh… main aa rahi hun” wali awaaz yaad aayi aur main jhad gaya. Mota cum washbasin ke andar gir gaya. Do-teen zor ke dhakke aur pura nikal gaya.
Thoda der wahi khada raha, saans sambhalte hue. Lund ko saaf kiya, haath dhoye, chehra dhoya. Mirror mein dekha toh thoda relief mila tha chehre par, lekin andar se abhi bhi woh khali pan tha.
Cabin se bahar nikal kar wapas seat par aaya. Sneha ne poocha, “Sab theek hai? Thoda tired lag rahe ho.”
Main muskuraya, “Haan, bas thoda headache tha. Ab theek hai.”
Baith kar kaam shuru kiya. Ab dhyan thoda better tha, lekin dil mein ek baat ghum rahi thi — yeh sab temporary relief hai. Asli sukoon toh wapas Greenwood Villas mein hi hai.Office mein washroom se wapas aane ke baad main apni seat par baith gaya. Kaam mein dhyan lag raha tha ab, lekin mann thoda halka feel ho raha tha. Around 1:15 baje lunch break hua. Sab log canteen ki taraf ja rahe the.
Sneha apni seat se uthi, mujhe dekha aur dheere se boli,
“Tu bhi lunch ke liye ja raha hai na? Akele khana achha nahi lagta. Chal saath mein?”
Main ne haan kar di. Hum dono canteen mein ek corner table par baith gaye. Aaj usne simple blue kurti aur black jeans pehni thi. Koi makeup nahi, bas natural glow tha chehre par. Woh tiffin khol rahi thi — ghar ka khana.
Sneha (muskurate hue):
“Tu kya laaya hai? Office canteen ka khana toh roz khate-khate bore ho jata hai.”
Main:
“Bas ek sandwich le liya tha. Tu ghar se laati hai har roz?”
Sneha:
“Haan… mummy banati hain. Akeli rehti hun toh unko bhi achha lagta hai. Tu kahan rehta hai family ke saath?”
Main ne thoda hesitate kiya, phir bola,
“Abhi toh akela hi hun yahan. Family… thoda door hai. Adjust kar raha hun.”
Woh thodi der chup rahi, phir boli,
“Pehle din se hi lag raha tha ki tu kuch sochta rehta hai. Naya city, naya ghar… kabhi kabhi aisa hota hai na.”
Baatein dheere dheere chalne lagi. Usne apne bare mein bataya — woh bhi 8 mahine pehle hi Mumbai aayi thi job ke liye. Ghar mein mummy-papa Pune mein hain. Weekend par kabhi kabhi ghar jaati hai. Bahut simple aur sachchi baatein thi uski. Koi flirting nahi, bas normal baat-cheet.
Lunch ke baad jab wapas ja rahe the toh usne kaha,
“Kal se hum dono saath lunch kar sakte hain na? Bore nahi hoga.”
Main ne muskurakar haan kar di.
Shaam 6:30 baje – Office se nikalte waqt
Kaam khatam hone ke baad main bahar nikal raha tha. Barish shuru ho gayi thi — Mumbai ki tez barish. Main chhatri nahi laaya tha. Gate par khada soch raha tha auto ka intezaar karun ya wait karun.
Tabhi Sneha aayi, uske paas umbrella tha.
Sneha:
“Arre, tu toh bhig jayega. Chal, main drop kar deti hun metro station tak. Mera bhi usi taraf hai.”
Hum dono ek umbrella ke neeche chal rahe the. Barish ki boondein tez thi. Uski kamar mere se thodi touch ho rahi thi umbrella chhote hone ki wajah se. Woh normal baatein kar rahi thi — movies, web series, office ke funny colleagues. Koi garam baat nahi, bas halki si closeness feel ho rahi thi.
Metro station pahunch kar usne kaha,
“Kal milte hain. Take care.”
Main ne sirf haan kaha aur muskuraya. Woh chali gayi. Main wahan khada thodi der uske jaane ke baad sochta raha — Sneha achhi ladki lag rahi hai, simple aur real. Lekin Aunty ki yaad bhi saath mein thi.
Ghar pahunch kar main balcony par baitha cigarette peeta raha. Aunty ko message kiya — “Aaj office mein ek ladki se baat ki. Normal friend jaisi.” Aunty ne turant reply kiya: “Achha hai… lekin zyada mat ulajhna. Main yahan wait kar rahi hun.”
Raat ko khana banaya, TV dekha, lekin mann baar-baar Aunty aur ghar ki taraf ja raha tha.Main flat mein lights off karke bed par let gaya tha. Balcony ka darwaza khula tha, Mumbai ki barish ki halki boondein aa rahi thi. Dil mein ajeeb sa ghoom raha tha — Sneha ke saath aaj ki normal baatein achhi lagi thi, lekin Aunty ki yaad bilkul alag level par thi.
Maine video call kiya. Is baar Aunty ne turant uthaya, jaise wait kar rahi ho.
Screen par Aunty ka chehra aaya. Woh apne bedroom mein thi, sirf ek loose cream color ki nighty pehni hui. Baal khule hue the, light bilkul dim thi. Uski aankhon mein woh purani pyar aur thodi si tanhai dikhai de rahi thi.
Aunty (dheemi, naram awaaz mein):
“Karthik… aaj office se late aaya tha? Bahut thaka hua lag raha hai.”
Main:
“Haan Aunty… thoda busy tha. Tu kaisi hai? Arjun so gaya?”
Aunty ne phone ko bed par tek diya aur let gayi. Nighty ka ek strap already neeche sarak gaya tha, uski ek choochi ka half part dikhai de raha tha.
Aunty:
“Arjun so gaya hai. Main terrace par thodi der baithi thi… teri yaad aa rahi thi. Yahan sab theek hai… lekin tu nahi hai toh ghar khali khali lagta hai.”
Main ne dheere se apni shorts utari. Lund already thoda tight ho chuka tha. Camera mein dikhate hue haath se dheere se sehlane laga.
Main:
“Aunty… nighty upar kar… mujhe dekhna hai.”
Aunty thoda sharmaayi, aankhein jhuka li, phir dheere se nighty ko upar kheencha. Uski chut saaf dikhai di — halki si geeli, jaise pehle se ready thi. Usne taange thodi si faila di aur phone ko thoda neeche kiya.
Aunty (saans mein halki garmi ke saath):
“Aise dekh raha hai… kitni buri habit ho gayi hai teri… video call par bhi mujhe nangi karke dekhta hai.”
Main apna lund pura camera mein dikhate hue dheere-dheere haath hilane laga. Tight grip mein, bilkul slow. Aunty ne apni ungli chut par rakh di aur dheere circle banane lagi. Uski saans tez hone lagi thi.
Aunty (moan ke saath):
“Karthik… aur dikha… apna mota lund… main soch rahi hun jaise tu yahin mere upar hai… aaahh… dheere se andar daal raha hai…”
Usne ek ungli andar daal di aur dheere-dheere andar-bahar karne lagi. Dusre haath se apni choochi dabane lagi. Nighty ab poori upar thi, pura shareer camera mein.
Main:
“Aunty… apni dono choochiyaan dikha… aur unko chus jaise main chusta hun.”
Aunty ne nighty poori utar di. Ab woh bilkul nangi thi. Dono badi choochiyaan bahar, nipples tight. Usne ek choochi muh tak uthayi aur khud chusne lagi — zubaan se chatte hue, halke se kaat te hue. Saath mein do ungliyan chut mein andar-bahar kar rahi thi.
Aunty (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahh… Karthik… tu mujhe aise dekh raha hai na… main teri hi randi hun… yahan akeli apni chut mein ungli kar rahi hun… aaahh… bahut geeli ho gayi hun… tu tez kar apna haath…”
Dono taraf se dheere dheere speed badh rahi thi. Main apna lund zor se pakad kar hilane laga. Aunty ab tezi se ungli kar rahi thi, chut ki geeli awaaz phone par aa rahi thi.
Aunty (ankhein band kiye, rone wali awaaz mein):
“Beta… mujhe chod… video mein bhi chod de mujhe… main aa rahi hun… aaahhhh… teri Aunty aa gayi…!”
Uska shareer kaanp gaya. Chut se paani nikal aaya, taange kaanp rahi thi. Main bhi jhad gaya — mota cum mere pet par gir gaya. Dono thak kar kuch der chup rahe.
Aunty (muskurate hue, aankhon mein pyar):
“Ab thoda sukoon mila… lekin yeh sab temporary hai. Tu jaldi wapas aa jaana… warna main khud aa jaungi Mumbai.”
Call cut hone ke baad main der tak bed par let kar sochta raha.
Agla Din – Chhatha Din – Office (Sneha ke saath closeness)
Subah office pahuncha. Sneha already thi. Aaj usne light pink kurti aur white leggings pehni thi. Simple aur fresh lag rahi thi.
Lunch time par woh khud aayi aur boli,
“Chal, aaj bhi saath lunch?”
Hum phir corner table par baith gaye. Aaj usne apna tiffin share kiya — ghar ka dal-chawal aur achaar. Main bhi apna sandwich uske saath khane laga.
Sneha (halki muskurahat ke saath):
“Kal barish mein tune mujhe drop kiya tha… aaj main tujhe chhoti si treat deti hun. Office ke bahar ek achha vada-pav wala hai, shaam ko chalenge?”
Main:
“Haan, chalte hain.”
Lunch ke dauran baatein aur gehri hui. Usne bataya ki uska breakup hua tha 6 mahine pehle. Ab akeli feel hoti hai kabhi kabhi. Main ne bhi thoda apne bare mein bataya — family se door aane ki baat, lekin details nahi diye.
Shaam 6:30 baje hum dono office se nikal kar vada-pav khane gaye. Khade-khade khate hue baatein kar rahe the. Woh has rahi thi mere jokes par. Thoda touch bhi ho raha tha — haath se haath takrate hue plate lete waqt.
Sneha (gusse ke saath muskurate hue):
“Tu bahut chup rehta hai… lekin jab bolta hai toh achha lagta hai. Kal se hum roz lunch saath karenge, okay?”
Main ne haan kar di. Metro station tak saath gaye. Aaj umbrella ki zarurat nahi thi, lekin dono ek saath dheere chal rahe the.
Ghar laut kar main soch raha tha — Sneha ke saath yeh naya normal feel achha lag raha hai… lekin Aunty wali garmi bhi andar hi andar jal rahi hai.Office mein din normal guzra. Kaam, meetings, aur beech-beech mein Sneha ke saath halki baatein. Lunch mein usne phir se apna tiffin share kiya aur boli, “Aaj shaam ko ghar chhod dungi tujhe, mera flat yahin 10 minute ki walk par hai.”
Shaam 6:45 baje jab hum office se nikal rahe the, barish phir se shuru ho gayi — halki si, lekin tez hoti ja rahi thi. Sneha ne apna umbrella khola aur mujhe bhi andar le liya.
Sneha (muskurate hue, thoda zidd ke saath):
“Arre aaj tu mere ghar aa ja na. Sirf 10 minute ki doori hai. Chai peete hain, thoda baat karte hain. Akela flat hai mera… bore ho rahi hun roz. Please mat mana kar.”
Main thoda hesitate kar raha tha. Lekin uski aankhon mein woh sachchi si request thi, jaise sach mein company chahiye ho. Maine haan kar di.
Hum dono barish mein ek umbrella ke neeche chalte hue uske flat pahunche. Yeh ek chhote se society ka 1 BHK flat tha, ground floor par. Andar ghushte hi simple aur saaf mehsoos hua — ek chhota drawing room, kitchen corner, aur bedroom ka darwaza khula hua. Furniture purana lekin achhe se sajaya hua tha. Wall par uski aur uski family ki photo lagi thi.
Sneha:
“Baith na. Main change kar leti hun aur chai banati hun.”
Woh bedroom mein chali gayi. Main sofa par baith kar idhar-udhar dekh raha tha. Thodi der baad woh simple grey t-shirt aur black shorts mein bahar aayi. Baal khule hue the, chehra fresh. Woh kitchen mein chai banane lagi.
Sneha (kitchen se awaaz dete hue):
“Tu yahan akela feel kar raha hoga na Mumbai mein? Main bhi pehle aisi hi thi. Ab thoda adjust ho gaya hai.”
Chai ban kar woh mere paas baith gayi. Dono haath mein cup liye baatein karne lage. Usne apne breakup ki baat ki — ladka cheating kar raha tha. Uske baad se kisi ke paas jaane ka mann nahi kiya. Main ne bhi thoda apne bare mein bataya — family se door hone ki feeling, lekin details avoid kiye.
Baatein dheere dheere gehri hoti gayi. Barish bahar tez ho gayi thi. Sneha ne window khol kar barish ki smell aane di.
Sneha (cup side par rakh kar, thodi si sharm ke saath):
“Tu bahut achha sunta hai… aur samajhta bhi. Aaj tu yahan aa gaya isliye achha lag raha hai. Warna raat ko akeli bore ho jaati.”
Woh mere paas thoda aur sarak aayi. Uski jaangh meri jaangh se halka sa touch ho raha tha. Dono chup ho gaye kuch der. Sirf barish ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Sneha (dheemi awaaz mein):
“Ruk ja na thodi der… dinner kar ke jaana. Main kuch bana leti hun. Mat ja abhi.”
Main ne haan kar di. Woh kitchen mein khana banane lagi — simple dal, chawal aur anda. Main bhi uske saath kitchen mein khada ho gaya help karne. Dono ek saath kaam kar rahe the, kabhi haath takrate, kabhi hasi ho jaati.
Khana khate waqt bhi baatein chalti rahi. Dinner ke baad woh sofa par let gayi, main uske paas baitha. TV par koi movie laga di usne.
Sneha (sir mere kandhe par rakh kar, dheere se):
“Aaj bahut achha laga… tu yahan tha. Kabhi kabhi aisa lagta hai ki koi apna ho toh kitna farak padta hai.”
Main ne uske sir par haath pher diya. Woh chup rahi, bas aankhein band kar li. Koi jaldi nahi thi, koi galat feeling nahi. Bas woh halki si closeness thi jo dheere dheere badh rahi thi.
Raat ke 10:15 baje main utha toh Sneha ne insist kiya,
“Auto mat le, barish mein. Main chhod dungi society gate tak.”
Usne mujhe gate tak chhodne aayi. Jaate waqt usne halke se gale lagaya aur bola,
“Kal office mein milte hain. Aur haan… kabhi bore ho toh call kar lena.”
Main flat laut aaya. Dil mein do feelings lad rahe the — Sneha ke saath yeh naya, simple aur peaceful connection achha lag raha tha… lekin Aunty ki yaad bhi andar hi andar jal rahi thi.Office mein lunch ke baad kaam karte hue mann bilkul nahi lag raha tha. Sneha aaj thodi busy thi apne project mein, kabhi kabhi muskurakar dekhti thi lekin baat nahi ho pa rahi thi. Main baar-baar Aunty ki last video call ki yaad mein kho ja raha tha — uski nangi body, ungli karte hue chut, woh moan.
Lund subah se hi half-tight tha. 2:15 baje main utha aur bola, “Washroom ja raha hun.” Kisi ne notice nahi kiya.
Third floor washroom tak gaya. Aaj bhi wohi last cabin andar band kiya, bolt lagaya. Pant ki zip kholi, lund bahar nikala — woh poora khada tha already. Maine Aunty ko video call kiya.
Aunty ne 4th ring par uthaya. Woh apne bedroom mein thi, abhi abhi nahakar aayi lag rahi thi. Sirf white towel lapeti hui thi, baal geele.
Aunty (muskurate hue, dheemi awaaz):
“Karthik… office se? Itni jaldi yaad aa gayi?”
Main (saans tez karte hue):
“Aunty… bahut mann kar raha hai… jaldi towel hata aur dikha mujhe.”
Aunty ne thoda sharma kar towel neeche gira diya. Ab woh bilkul nangi thi screen par. Badi choochiyaan, moti gaand, geeli chut. Usne phone ko bed par tek diya aur let gayi, taange faila kar.
Aunty:
“Aise dekh raha hai… office mein bhi teri Aunty ko nangi karke muth marne ka mann kar raha hai? Kitna ganda hai tu…”
Main apna lund haath mein pakad kar dheere se hilane laga. Tight grip, slow strokes. Aunty ne apni chut par ungli pherni shuru ki.
Aunty (saans mein garmi ke saath):
“Dikha apna mota lund… aur tez kar… main bhi apni chut mein ungli kar rahi hun… aaahh… jaise tu andar daal raha ho…”
Dono taraf se dheere dheere awaazein badhne lagi. Main apna lund camera mein dikhate hue hilane laga. Aunty ne do ungliyan andar daal kar andar-bahar karna shuru kiya, chut ki halki geeli awaaz aa rahi thi.
Tabhi...
Door par halki si awaaz aayi.
Main ne turant awaaz rok li, lekin call cut nahi kiya. Bahar se Sneha ki awaaz aayi,
“Sneha: Karthik? Tu andar hai kya? Manager tujhe dhoond raha hai… urgent meeting ke liye file chahiye.”
Mera dil zor se dhadka. Lund abhi bhi haath mein tha, poora khada. Aunty screen par abhi bhi ungli kar rahi thi aur dheemi awaaz mein moan kar rahi thi, “Karthik… mat ruk… aur hilaa…”
Main ne bahut dheere se bola, “Haan… bas 2 minute… aa raha hun.”
Lekin Sneha chali nahi gayi. Woh door ke bahar khadi thi. Maine socha shayad chali gayi hogi, lekin phir usne halke se door knock kiya.
Sneha (thodi pareshan awaaz mein):
“Sab theek toh hai na? Tu thoda weird lag raha tha lunch ke baad se.”
Main ne jaldi se pant upar ki (zip abhi bhi khuli thi), lekin call abhi bhi on thi — Aunty abhi bhi nangi aur ungli kar rahi thi, screen par. Maine phone ko niche rakha taaki camera andar ki taraf na ho, lekin awaaz aa rahi thi.
Aunty (phone par dheemi moan):
“Beta… jaldi kar… main aa rahi hun… aaahh…”
Sneha ne shayad halki si awaaz sun li. Woh thodi der chup rahi, phir boli,
Sneha:
“Karthik… kya ho raha hai andar? Koi awaaz aa rahi hai…”
Mera chehra laal ho gaya. Lund abhi bhi khada tha pant ke andar. Maine jaldi se call mute kar diya (lekin video off nahi kiya). Door khola thoda sa.
Main (nerve ke saath muskurate hue):
“Bas… thoda personal call tha. Aa raha hun 1 minute mein.”
Sneha andar jhaankne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Uski nazar mere chehre par thi, phir neeche… jahan pant mein ubhaar saaf dikhai de raha tha. Woh thodi der tak dekhti rahi, phir uska chehra laal ho gaya. Usne kuch nahi bola, bas ek strange si smile di aur boli,
Sneha (dheere se):
“Jaldi aa ja… manager wait kar raha hai.”
Woh wapas chali gayi. Main ne door band kiya, phir se Aunty ko unmute kiya. Aunty ab zor-zor se ungli kar rahi thi.
Aunty:
“Kaun tha woh? Koi ladki? …aaahh… chhod mat… main jhadne wali hun…”
Main ne tez-tez lund hilaya. 30-40 seconds mein hi jhad gaya — washbasin mein mota cum nikal gaya. Aunty bhi saath mein jhad gayi, uski taange kaanp rahi thi screen par.
Aunty (thak kar muskurate hue):
“Office mein bhi mujhe chod diya tune… ab ja, jo ladki thi usko sambhal lena.”
Call cut kiya. Main ne sab saaf kiya, haath muh dhoya, chehra thanda kiya. Bahar nikal kar seedha meeting room gaya.
Sneha meeting room mein baithi thi. Jab main andar aaya usne ek lambi nazar daali — pehle aankhon mein, phir neeche. Woh kuch nahi boli, bas thodi si sharmili muskurahat di aur apna laptop khol liya.
Lekin uski aankhon mein ab kuch alag tha — jaise usne sab samajh liya ho, lekin abhi kuch nahi pooch rahi thi.
Flat chhota tha — ek bedroom, chhoti si kitchen aur balcony jahan se sirf buildings aur traffic dikhta tha. Greenwood Villas ki tarah peace nahi tha yahan. Main bag rakh kar bed par let gaya. Mobile mein Aunty ka last message tha — “Pahunch gaye toh bata dena. Khayal rakhna apna.”
Maine reply kiya: “Pahunch gaya. Sab theek hai.” Bas itna hi.
Pehle do din bilkul aise hi guzar gaye. Subah uth kar chai banayi, bahar ja kar breakfast kiya ek chhote dhabe par. Dopahar mein purane doston ko call kiya — kuch mile, coffee peey, purani baatein ki. Sabko bataya ki “family ke saath thoda break chahiye tha.” Koi kuch zyada nahi poocha.
Shaam ko balcony par baitha cigarette peeta aur sochta — yahan koi Aunty nahi jo raat ko seene se lag jaaye. Koi Arjun nahi jo subah mummy ko chupke se chume. Koi Priya nahi jo flirty messages kare. Colonel ki strict awaaz bhi nahi.
Pehli raat akeli bahut ajeeb lagi. Bed bada tha lekin khali. Maine Aunty ko call kiya.
Aunty (dheemi awaaz mein):
“Karthik… kaisa hai wahan? Ghar mein sab theek hai… lekin tu nahi hai toh lagega jaise kuch kami hai.”
Main:
“Yahan bhi aisa hi lag raha hai Aunty. Thoda time lagenge adjust karne mein.”
Aunty ne thodi der baat ki — Arjun college se aaya hai, Priya aayi thi poochhne, Colonel subah walk ke time nazar aaya tha. Sab normal tha, lekin uski awaaz mein wohi purani kami thi.
Teesra Din – Slow Settling
Subah office area gaya — ek chhoti marketing company mein freelance ka kaam dhundhne. Wahan ek ladki mili — naam Sneha, 26 saal, same team mein. Simple, baatein karne wali, thodi shy. Usne coffee offer ki break mein.
Sneha:
“Naye ho na yahan? Accent se lag raha hai bahar se aaye ho.”
Main:
“Haan, abhi shift hua hun. Pehle family ke saath tha.”
Bas itni baat. Koi flirting nahi, koi jaldi nahi. Woh apna kaam karti rahi. Main bhi.
Shaam ko flat laut kar aaya toh bore ho raha tha. Gym join kar liya society ke paas. Wahan workout kiya, paseena bahaya. Body thak gayi toh mann thoda shant hua. Raat ko Aunty se video call aaya.
Aunty nighty mein thi, baal khule. Peeche Arjun bhi dikha thoda.
Aunty (muskurate hue lekin aankhein udaas):
“Dekh, hum dono wait kar rahe hain. Tu wahan maze kar raha hai kya?”
Main:
“Maze? Abhi toh bas adjust kar raha hun. Yahan sab tez hai… lekin dil mein sukoon nahi.”
Arjun ne camera mein haath hilaya aur bola, “Bhai jaldi aa jaana… mummy roz yaad karti hai.”
Call cut hone ke baad main balcony par khada raha bahut der tak. Mumbai ki lights jal rahi thi, lekin andar kuch khali sa lag raha tha.
Chautha Din – Thoda Bore Hone Laga
Aaj Sneha ke saath lunch kiya office canteen mein. Woh normal baatein kar rahi thi — movies, family, weekend plans. Mujhe achha laga uska company, lekin andar se Aunty ki yaad aa rahi thi. Uske shareer ka touch, uski awaazein, woh guilty lekin laalach bhari muskurahat.
Shaam ko akela ghar aaya. Shower liya, phir bed par let kar mobile scroll kar raha tha. Priya ka message aaya — “Karthik… Aunty ne bataya tu Mumbai chala gaya. Miss kar rahi hun tujhe aur usko bhi
Maine reply nahi kiya. Bas dekha aur band kar diya.
Raat ko neend nahi aa rahi thi. Maine Aunty ko call kiya. Woh terrace par thi, akeli.
Aunty (halki saans mein):
“Yahan raat bahut sunder hai aaj… lekin tu nahi hai toh maza nahi aa raha. Kal Arjun ne mujhe touch kiya tha… lekin mann nahi kiya. Tera intezaar hai.”
Main kuch nahi bola, bas sunta raha. Uske bolne ki awaaz mein woh purani softness thi jo mujhe hamesha pagal kar deti thi.
Abhi bhi sirf 4 din hue hain. Mumbai mein zindagi dheere dheere shuru ho rahi hai, lekin purana sab kuch yaad aa raha hai. Abhi koi nayi ladki ke saath jaldi nahi badha, bas normal baatein ho rahi hain.Main bed par let gaya tha. AC chal raha tha phir bhi garmi si lag rahi thi. Mobile haath mein tha aur Aunty ka last message abhi bhi screen par tha — “Aaj terrace par akeli baithi hun… tu bahut yaad aa raha hai.”
Maine socha… aaj mann bahut zyada hai. Video call kiya.
Aunty ne turant uthaya. Screen par uska chehra aaya — bedroom ki dim light mein, baal khule hue, sirf ek thin black nighty pehni hui. Uski aankhon mein wohi purani softness aur thodi si udasi thi.
Aunty (halki muskurahat ke saath):
“Karthik… itni raat ko? Sab theek hai na beta?”
Main (voice dheemi karte hue):
“Haan Aunty… sab theek hai. Bas… bahut yaad aa rahi hai teri.”
Aunty ne phone thoda door kiya. Nighty ka gala neeche tha, uski badi choochiyaan half dikhai de rahi thi. Woh bed par let gayi, phone ko pillow par tek kar.
Aunty:
“Tu bhi bahut yaad aa raha hai… yahan sab theek chal raha hai lekin… raat ko neend nahi aati.”
Main ne apni shorts thodi neeche ki. Mera lund already khada tha. Camera mein dikhate hue dheere se haath se sehlane laga.
Main:
“Aunty… mujhe dekh… aur apni nighty upar kar.”
Aunty thoda sharmaayi, aankhein jhuka li, lekin phir nighty ko dheere se upar kheencha. Uski chut saaf dikhai di — thodi geeli, pink aur moti. Usne taange thodi faila di.
Aunty (dheemi awaaz mein):
“Aise dekh raha hai jaise pehli baar dekh raha ho… kitni geeli ho gayi hun main bas teri awaaz sun kar…”
Main apna lund pura camera mein dikhate hue haath se upar-neeche karne laga. Slow, tight grip mein. Aunty ne apni ungli apni chut par rakh di aur dheere dheere circle banane lagi.
Aunty (saans tez hote hue):
“Karthik… aur tez kar… apna mota lund dikha mujhe… main soch rahi hun jaise tu yahin hai aur mujhe chod raha hai…”
Main:
“Aunty… apni choochiyaan bahar nikaal aur chus… jaise main chusta hun.”
Aunty ne nighty ke dono straps neeche kiye. Dono badi choochiyaan bahar aa gayi — nipples already tight. Usne ek choochi apne muh tak uthayi aur khud chusne lagi, zubaan se chatte hue, dusri choochi dabate hue. Uski ungli ab chut ke andar bahar ho rahi thi.
Aunty (moan karte hue):
“Aaahh… Karthik… main teri randi hun na… video call par bhi mujhe chod raha hai… aaahh… mujhe apni ungli se chod… zor se…”
Main apna lund aur tez se hilane laga. Awaz aa rahi thi — shlick shlick. Aunty ne phone ko thoda neeche kiya taaki uski chut close-up dikhe. Usne do ungliyan andar daal kar andar-bahar karna shuru kiya.
Aunty (saans phoolte hue, rone wali awaaz mein):
“Beta… mera beta Arjun so raha hai… aur main yahan teri lund ke liye apni chut mein ungli kar rahi hun… bahut gandi hun main… aaahhh… tu jhadne wala hai kya?”
Main:
“Haan Aunty… bahut mann kar raha hai tujhe chodne ka… apni chut faila aur dikha… main jhadne wala hun…”
Aunty ne taange aur faila di, chut ko fingers se khol kar dikhaya. Uski geeli chut chamak rahi thi. Woh tez-tez ungli karne lagi aur moan karne lagi,
“Aaahh… Karthik… jhad ja… apni Aunty ke muh par jhad… main bhi aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… teri randi aa gayi…!”
Aunty ka shareer kaanp gaya, uski chut se paani nikal aaya. Usne zor se moan kiya lekin muh par haath rakh kar awaaz rokne ki koshish ki.
Main bhi jhad gaya — mota sa cum mere pet aur chest par gir gaya. Camera mein dikhate hue pura jhad diya.
Dono thak kar kuch der chup rahe. Aunty muskurayi, aankhon mein pyar aur sharm mila hua.
Aunty (halki awaaz mein):
“Ab thoda sukoon mila… lekin yeh video call mein nahi… tu jaldi wapas aa jaana. Warna main khud Mumbai aa jaungi.”
Main:
“Thoda time le lunga Aunty… lekin aise calls roz karenge.”
Aunty ne nighty theek ki, good night kaha aur call cut kiya.
Main bed par let gaya, cum saaf karte hue. Dil mein thoda sukoon tha… lekin abhi bhi yeh Mumbai wali zindagi adhuri si lag rahi thi.Subah office pahuncha toh usual routine tha. 9:15 baje entry ki, laptop on kiya, coffee ki cup haath mein li. Sneha already apni seat par thi, simple blue kurti aur jeans mein, baal ponytail mein. Usne muskurakar good morning bola. Main bhi reply kiya aur apna kaam shuru kar diya.
Lekin aaj mann bilkul alag tha. Kal raat Aunty ke saath video call ke baad neend toh aayi thi, lekin subah uthte hi uski yaad aa rahi thi — uski geeli chut, choochiyaan chuste hue uska chehra, woh moan jo usne rokne ki koshish ki thi. Body mein ek halki si garmi si hone lagi thi.
Kaam karte-karte 11 baje tak toh dhyan baith hi nahi raha. Reports likh raha tha lekin aankhon ke saamne Aunty ki nighty upar karte hue taange failati hui nazar aa rahi thi. Lund dheere-dheere tight hone laga. Chair par baith kar position badalta raha, lekin kuch farak nahi pad raha tha.
Around 11:40 baje main utha aur bola, “Washroom jaa raha hun.” Kisi ne notice nahi kiya. Office ka washroom third floor par tha, thoda door. Main seedha wahan gaya. Ek cabin andar band kiya, bolt lagaya.
Andar akele tha. Mirror mein dekha toh chehra thoda laal tha. Maine pant ki zip kholi aur lund bahar nikala. Woh already half-hard tha. Haath mein pakad kar dheere se sehlane laga.
Pehle toh sirf soch raha tha Aunty ke baare mein… uski awaaz “Karthik… teri randi hun main…”
Haath dheere-dheere upar-neeche hone laga. Lund poora khada ho chuka tha. Main aankhein band karke sochne laga — jaise Aunty video call par apni chut khol kar dikha rahi thi, ungli andar-bahar kar rahi thi. Uske moan ki awaaz kaan mein goonj rahi thi.
Saans tez ho rahi thi. Maine mobile nikala, Aunty ke saath kal raat ki video call ki recording nahi thi lekin uski last photo thi — jismein woh bed par leti hui muskurati hui thi. Us photo ko dekhte hue haath ki speed badha di.
Lund ab bahut tight tha. Pre-cum nikal raha tha. Maine socha — agar yahan koi aa gaya toh? Lekin mann nahi maan raha tha. Cabin ki deewar par tek kar khada ho gaya, ek haath se lund hilata raha, dusre haath se balls ko sahla raha tha.
Dheere-dheere pace badha. Soch raha tha Aunty ki moti gaand, uske nipples, woh feel jab uski chut mere lund ko andar khinchti thi. Office ki silent washroom mein sirf mera saans aur haath ki halki awaaz aa rahi thi — shlick shlick shlick.
5-6 minute tak aise hi chalta raha. Koi jaldi nahi thi. Bas woh garmi badhti ja rahi thi. Last mein Aunty ke “aaahhh… main aa rahi hun” wali awaaz yaad aayi aur main jhad gaya. Mota cum washbasin ke andar gir gaya. Do-teen zor ke dhakke aur pura nikal gaya.
Thoda der wahi khada raha, saans sambhalte hue. Lund ko saaf kiya, haath dhoye, chehra dhoya. Mirror mein dekha toh thoda relief mila tha chehre par, lekin andar se abhi bhi woh khali pan tha.
Cabin se bahar nikal kar wapas seat par aaya. Sneha ne poocha, “Sab theek hai? Thoda tired lag rahe ho.”
Main muskuraya, “Haan, bas thoda headache tha. Ab theek hai.”
Baith kar kaam shuru kiya. Ab dhyan thoda better tha, lekin dil mein ek baat ghum rahi thi — yeh sab temporary relief hai. Asli sukoon toh wapas Greenwood Villas mein hi hai.Office mein washroom se wapas aane ke baad main apni seat par baith gaya. Kaam mein dhyan lag raha tha ab, lekin mann thoda halka feel ho raha tha. Around 1:15 baje lunch break hua. Sab log canteen ki taraf ja rahe the.
Sneha apni seat se uthi, mujhe dekha aur dheere se boli,
“Tu bhi lunch ke liye ja raha hai na? Akele khana achha nahi lagta. Chal saath mein?”
Main ne haan kar di. Hum dono canteen mein ek corner table par baith gaye. Aaj usne simple blue kurti aur black jeans pehni thi. Koi makeup nahi, bas natural glow tha chehre par. Woh tiffin khol rahi thi — ghar ka khana.
Sneha (muskurate hue):
“Tu kya laaya hai? Office canteen ka khana toh roz khate-khate bore ho jata hai.”
Main:
“Bas ek sandwich le liya tha. Tu ghar se laati hai har roz?”
Sneha:
“Haan… mummy banati hain. Akeli rehti hun toh unko bhi achha lagta hai. Tu kahan rehta hai family ke saath?”
Main ne thoda hesitate kiya, phir bola,
“Abhi toh akela hi hun yahan. Family… thoda door hai. Adjust kar raha hun.”
Woh thodi der chup rahi, phir boli,
“Pehle din se hi lag raha tha ki tu kuch sochta rehta hai. Naya city, naya ghar… kabhi kabhi aisa hota hai na.”
Baatein dheere dheere chalne lagi. Usne apne bare mein bataya — woh bhi 8 mahine pehle hi Mumbai aayi thi job ke liye. Ghar mein mummy-papa Pune mein hain. Weekend par kabhi kabhi ghar jaati hai. Bahut simple aur sachchi baatein thi uski. Koi flirting nahi, bas normal baat-cheet.
Lunch ke baad jab wapas ja rahe the toh usne kaha,
“Kal se hum dono saath lunch kar sakte hain na? Bore nahi hoga.”
Main ne muskurakar haan kar di.
Shaam 6:30 baje – Office se nikalte waqt
Kaam khatam hone ke baad main bahar nikal raha tha. Barish shuru ho gayi thi — Mumbai ki tez barish. Main chhatri nahi laaya tha. Gate par khada soch raha tha auto ka intezaar karun ya wait karun.
Tabhi Sneha aayi, uske paas umbrella tha.
Sneha:
“Arre, tu toh bhig jayega. Chal, main drop kar deti hun metro station tak. Mera bhi usi taraf hai.”
Hum dono ek umbrella ke neeche chal rahe the. Barish ki boondein tez thi. Uski kamar mere se thodi touch ho rahi thi umbrella chhote hone ki wajah se. Woh normal baatein kar rahi thi — movies, web series, office ke funny colleagues. Koi garam baat nahi, bas halki si closeness feel ho rahi thi.
Metro station pahunch kar usne kaha,
“Kal milte hain. Take care.”
Main ne sirf haan kaha aur muskuraya. Woh chali gayi. Main wahan khada thodi der uske jaane ke baad sochta raha — Sneha achhi ladki lag rahi hai, simple aur real. Lekin Aunty ki yaad bhi saath mein thi.
Ghar pahunch kar main balcony par baitha cigarette peeta raha. Aunty ko message kiya — “Aaj office mein ek ladki se baat ki. Normal friend jaisi.” Aunty ne turant reply kiya: “Achha hai… lekin zyada mat ulajhna. Main yahan wait kar rahi hun.”
Raat ko khana banaya, TV dekha, lekin mann baar-baar Aunty aur ghar ki taraf ja raha tha.Main flat mein lights off karke bed par let gaya tha. Balcony ka darwaza khula tha, Mumbai ki barish ki halki boondein aa rahi thi. Dil mein ajeeb sa ghoom raha tha — Sneha ke saath aaj ki normal baatein achhi lagi thi, lekin Aunty ki yaad bilkul alag level par thi.
Maine video call kiya. Is baar Aunty ne turant uthaya, jaise wait kar rahi ho.
Screen par Aunty ka chehra aaya. Woh apne bedroom mein thi, sirf ek loose cream color ki nighty pehni hui. Baal khule hue the, light bilkul dim thi. Uski aankhon mein woh purani pyar aur thodi si tanhai dikhai de rahi thi.
Aunty (dheemi, naram awaaz mein):
“Karthik… aaj office se late aaya tha? Bahut thaka hua lag raha hai.”
Main:
“Haan Aunty… thoda busy tha. Tu kaisi hai? Arjun so gaya?”
Aunty ne phone ko bed par tek diya aur let gayi. Nighty ka ek strap already neeche sarak gaya tha, uski ek choochi ka half part dikhai de raha tha.
Aunty:
“Arjun so gaya hai. Main terrace par thodi der baithi thi… teri yaad aa rahi thi. Yahan sab theek hai… lekin tu nahi hai toh ghar khali khali lagta hai.”
Main ne dheere se apni shorts utari. Lund already thoda tight ho chuka tha. Camera mein dikhate hue haath se dheere se sehlane laga.
Main:
“Aunty… nighty upar kar… mujhe dekhna hai.”
Aunty thoda sharmaayi, aankhein jhuka li, phir dheere se nighty ko upar kheencha. Uski chut saaf dikhai di — halki si geeli, jaise pehle se ready thi. Usne taange thodi si faila di aur phone ko thoda neeche kiya.
Aunty (saans mein halki garmi ke saath):
“Aise dekh raha hai… kitni buri habit ho gayi hai teri… video call par bhi mujhe nangi karke dekhta hai.”
Main apna lund pura camera mein dikhate hue dheere-dheere haath hilane laga. Tight grip mein, bilkul slow. Aunty ne apni ungli chut par rakh di aur dheere circle banane lagi. Uski saans tez hone lagi thi.
Aunty (moan ke saath):
“Karthik… aur dikha… apna mota lund… main soch rahi hun jaise tu yahin mere upar hai… aaahh… dheere se andar daal raha hai…”
Usne ek ungli andar daal di aur dheere-dheere andar-bahar karne lagi. Dusre haath se apni choochi dabane lagi. Nighty ab poori upar thi, pura shareer camera mein.
Main:
“Aunty… apni dono choochiyaan dikha… aur unko chus jaise main chusta hun.”
Aunty ne nighty poori utar di. Ab woh bilkul nangi thi. Dono badi choochiyaan bahar, nipples tight. Usne ek choochi muh tak uthayi aur khud chusne lagi — zubaan se chatte hue, halke se kaat te hue. Saath mein do ungliyan chut mein andar-bahar kar rahi thi.
Aunty (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahh… Karthik… tu mujhe aise dekh raha hai na… main teri hi randi hun… yahan akeli apni chut mein ungli kar rahi hun… aaahh… bahut geeli ho gayi hun… tu tez kar apna haath…”
Dono taraf se dheere dheere speed badh rahi thi. Main apna lund zor se pakad kar hilane laga. Aunty ab tezi se ungli kar rahi thi, chut ki geeli awaaz phone par aa rahi thi.
Aunty (ankhein band kiye, rone wali awaaz mein):
“Beta… mujhe chod… video mein bhi chod de mujhe… main aa rahi hun… aaahhhh… teri Aunty aa gayi…!”
Uska shareer kaanp gaya. Chut se paani nikal aaya, taange kaanp rahi thi. Main bhi jhad gaya — mota cum mere pet par gir gaya. Dono thak kar kuch der chup rahe.
Aunty (muskurate hue, aankhon mein pyar):
“Ab thoda sukoon mila… lekin yeh sab temporary hai. Tu jaldi wapas aa jaana… warna main khud aa jaungi Mumbai.”
Call cut hone ke baad main der tak bed par let kar sochta raha.
Agla Din – Chhatha Din – Office (Sneha ke saath closeness)
Subah office pahuncha. Sneha already thi. Aaj usne light pink kurti aur white leggings pehni thi. Simple aur fresh lag rahi thi.
Lunch time par woh khud aayi aur boli,
“Chal, aaj bhi saath lunch?”
Hum phir corner table par baith gaye. Aaj usne apna tiffin share kiya — ghar ka dal-chawal aur achaar. Main bhi apna sandwich uske saath khane laga.
Sneha (halki muskurahat ke saath):
“Kal barish mein tune mujhe drop kiya tha… aaj main tujhe chhoti si treat deti hun. Office ke bahar ek achha vada-pav wala hai, shaam ko chalenge?”
Main:
“Haan, chalte hain.”
Lunch ke dauran baatein aur gehri hui. Usne bataya ki uska breakup hua tha 6 mahine pehle. Ab akeli feel hoti hai kabhi kabhi. Main ne bhi thoda apne bare mein bataya — family se door aane ki baat, lekin details nahi diye.
Shaam 6:30 baje hum dono office se nikal kar vada-pav khane gaye. Khade-khade khate hue baatein kar rahe the. Woh has rahi thi mere jokes par. Thoda touch bhi ho raha tha — haath se haath takrate hue plate lete waqt.
Sneha (gusse ke saath muskurate hue):
“Tu bahut chup rehta hai… lekin jab bolta hai toh achha lagta hai. Kal se hum roz lunch saath karenge, okay?”
Main ne haan kar di. Metro station tak saath gaye. Aaj umbrella ki zarurat nahi thi, lekin dono ek saath dheere chal rahe the.
Ghar laut kar main soch raha tha — Sneha ke saath yeh naya normal feel achha lag raha hai… lekin Aunty wali garmi bhi andar hi andar jal rahi hai.Office mein din normal guzra. Kaam, meetings, aur beech-beech mein Sneha ke saath halki baatein. Lunch mein usne phir se apna tiffin share kiya aur boli, “Aaj shaam ko ghar chhod dungi tujhe, mera flat yahin 10 minute ki walk par hai.”
Shaam 6:45 baje jab hum office se nikal rahe the, barish phir se shuru ho gayi — halki si, lekin tez hoti ja rahi thi. Sneha ne apna umbrella khola aur mujhe bhi andar le liya.
Sneha (muskurate hue, thoda zidd ke saath):
“Arre aaj tu mere ghar aa ja na. Sirf 10 minute ki doori hai. Chai peete hain, thoda baat karte hain. Akela flat hai mera… bore ho rahi hun roz. Please mat mana kar.”
Main thoda hesitate kar raha tha. Lekin uski aankhon mein woh sachchi si request thi, jaise sach mein company chahiye ho. Maine haan kar di.
Hum dono barish mein ek umbrella ke neeche chalte hue uske flat pahunche. Yeh ek chhote se society ka 1 BHK flat tha, ground floor par. Andar ghushte hi simple aur saaf mehsoos hua — ek chhota drawing room, kitchen corner, aur bedroom ka darwaza khula hua. Furniture purana lekin achhe se sajaya hua tha. Wall par uski aur uski family ki photo lagi thi.
Sneha:
“Baith na. Main change kar leti hun aur chai banati hun.”
Woh bedroom mein chali gayi. Main sofa par baith kar idhar-udhar dekh raha tha. Thodi der baad woh simple grey t-shirt aur black shorts mein bahar aayi. Baal khule hue the, chehra fresh. Woh kitchen mein chai banane lagi.
Sneha (kitchen se awaaz dete hue):
“Tu yahan akela feel kar raha hoga na Mumbai mein? Main bhi pehle aisi hi thi. Ab thoda adjust ho gaya hai.”
Chai ban kar woh mere paas baith gayi. Dono haath mein cup liye baatein karne lage. Usne apne breakup ki baat ki — ladka cheating kar raha tha. Uske baad se kisi ke paas jaane ka mann nahi kiya. Main ne bhi thoda apne bare mein bataya — family se door hone ki feeling, lekin details avoid kiye.
Baatein dheere dheere gehri hoti gayi. Barish bahar tez ho gayi thi. Sneha ne window khol kar barish ki smell aane di.
Sneha (cup side par rakh kar, thodi si sharm ke saath):
“Tu bahut achha sunta hai… aur samajhta bhi. Aaj tu yahan aa gaya isliye achha lag raha hai. Warna raat ko akeli bore ho jaati.”
Woh mere paas thoda aur sarak aayi. Uski jaangh meri jaangh se halka sa touch ho raha tha. Dono chup ho gaye kuch der. Sirf barish ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Sneha (dheemi awaaz mein):
“Ruk ja na thodi der… dinner kar ke jaana. Main kuch bana leti hun. Mat ja abhi.”
Main ne haan kar di. Woh kitchen mein khana banane lagi — simple dal, chawal aur anda. Main bhi uske saath kitchen mein khada ho gaya help karne. Dono ek saath kaam kar rahe the, kabhi haath takrate, kabhi hasi ho jaati.
Khana khate waqt bhi baatein chalti rahi. Dinner ke baad woh sofa par let gayi, main uske paas baitha. TV par koi movie laga di usne.
Sneha (sir mere kandhe par rakh kar, dheere se):
“Aaj bahut achha laga… tu yahan tha. Kabhi kabhi aisa lagta hai ki koi apna ho toh kitna farak padta hai.”
Main ne uske sir par haath pher diya. Woh chup rahi, bas aankhein band kar li. Koi jaldi nahi thi, koi galat feeling nahi. Bas woh halki si closeness thi jo dheere dheere badh rahi thi.
Raat ke 10:15 baje main utha toh Sneha ne insist kiya,
“Auto mat le, barish mein. Main chhod dungi society gate tak.”
Usne mujhe gate tak chhodne aayi. Jaate waqt usne halke se gale lagaya aur bola,
“Kal office mein milte hain. Aur haan… kabhi bore ho toh call kar lena.”
Main flat laut aaya. Dil mein do feelings lad rahe the — Sneha ke saath yeh naya, simple aur peaceful connection achha lag raha tha… lekin Aunty ki yaad bhi andar hi andar jal rahi thi.Office mein lunch ke baad kaam karte hue mann bilkul nahi lag raha tha. Sneha aaj thodi busy thi apne project mein, kabhi kabhi muskurakar dekhti thi lekin baat nahi ho pa rahi thi. Main baar-baar Aunty ki last video call ki yaad mein kho ja raha tha — uski nangi body, ungli karte hue chut, woh moan.
Lund subah se hi half-tight tha. 2:15 baje main utha aur bola, “Washroom ja raha hun.” Kisi ne notice nahi kiya.
Third floor washroom tak gaya. Aaj bhi wohi last cabin andar band kiya, bolt lagaya. Pant ki zip kholi, lund bahar nikala — woh poora khada tha already. Maine Aunty ko video call kiya.
Aunty ne 4th ring par uthaya. Woh apne bedroom mein thi, abhi abhi nahakar aayi lag rahi thi. Sirf white towel lapeti hui thi, baal geele.
Aunty (muskurate hue, dheemi awaaz):
“Karthik… office se? Itni jaldi yaad aa gayi?”
Main (saans tez karte hue):
“Aunty… bahut mann kar raha hai… jaldi towel hata aur dikha mujhe.”
Aunty ne thoda sharma kar towel neeche gira diya. Ab woh bilkul nangi thi screen par. Badi choochiyaan, moti gaand, geeli chut. Usne phone ko bed par tek diya aur let gayi, taange faila kar.
Aunty:
“Aise dekh raha hai… office mein bhi teri Aunty ko nangi karke muth marne ka mann kar raha hai? Kitna ganda hai tu…”
Main apna lund haath mein pakad kar dheere se hilane laga. Tight grip, slow strokes. Aunty ne apni chut par ungli pherni shuru ki.
Aunty (saans mein garmi ke saath):
“Dikha apna mota lund… aur tez kar… main bhi apni chut mein ungli kar rahi hun… aaahh… jaise tu andar daal raha ho…”
Dono taraf se dheere dheere awaazein badhne lagi. Main apna lund camera mein dikhate hue hilane laga. Aunty ne do ungliyan andar daal kar andar-bahar karna shuru kiya, chut ki halki geeli awaaz aa rahi thi.
Tabhi...
Door par halki si awaaz aayi.
Main ne turant awaaz rok li, lekin call cut nahi kiya. Bahar se Sneha ki awaaz aayi,
“Sneha: Karthik? Tu andar hai kya? Manager tujhe dhoond raha hai… urgent meeting ke liye file chahiye.”
Mera dil zor se dhadka. Lund abhi bhi haath mein tha, poora khada. Aunty screen par abhi bhi ungli kar rahi thi aur dheemi awaaz mein moan kar rahi thi, “Karthik… mat ruk… aur hilaa…”
Main ne bahut dheere se bola, “Haan… bas 2 minute… aa raha hun.”
Lekin Sneha chali nahi gayi. Woh door ke bahar khadi thi. Maine socha shayad chali gayi hogi, lekin phir usne halke se door knock kiya.
Sneha (thodi pareshan awaaz mein):
“Sab theek toh hai na? Tu thoda weird lag raha tha lunch ke baad se.”
Main ne jaldi se pant upar ki (zip abhi bhi khuli thi), lekin call abhi bhi on thi — Aunty abhi bhi nangi aur ungli kar rahi thi, screen par. Maine phone ko niche rakha taaki camera andar ki taraf na ho, lekin awaaz aa rahi thi.
Aunty (phone par dheemi moan):
“Beta… jaldi kar… main aa rahi hun… aaahh…”
Sneha ne shayad halki si awaaz sun li. Woh thodi der chup rahi, phir boli,
Sneha:
“Karthik… kya ho raha hai andar? Koi awaaz aa rahi hai…”
Mera chehra laal ho gaya. Lund abhi bhi khada tha pant ke andar. Maine jaldi se call mute kar diya (lekin video off nahi kiya). Door khola thoda sa.
Main (nerve ke saath muskurate hue):
“Bas… thoda personal call tha. Aa raha hun 1 minute mein.”
Sneha andar jhaankne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Uski nazar mere chehre par thi, phir neeche… jahan pant mein ubhaar saaf dikhai de raha tha. Woh thodi der tak dekhti rahi, phir uska chehra laal ho gaya. Usne kuch nahi bola, bas ek strange si smile di aur boli,
Sneha (dheere se):
“Jaldi aa ja… manager wait kar raha hai.”
Woh wapas chali gayi. Main ne door band kiya, phir se Aunty ko unmute kiya. Aunty ab zor-zor se ungli kar rahi thi.
Aunty:
“Kaun tha woh? Koi ladki? …aaahh… chhod mat… main jhadne wali hun…”
Main ne tez-tez lund hilaya. 30-40 seconds mein hi jhad gaya — washbasin mein mota cum nikal gaya. Aunty bhi saath mein jhad gayi, uski taange kaanp rahi thi screen par.
Aunty (thak kar muskurate hue):
“Office mein bhi mujhe chod diya tune… ab ja, jo ladki thi usko sambhal lena.”
Call cut kiya. Main ne sab saaf kiya, haath muh dhoya, chehra thanda kiya. Bahar nikal kar seedha meeting room gaya.
Sneha meeting room mein baithi thi. Jab main andar aaya usne ek lambi nazar daali — pehle aankhon mein, phir neeche. Woh kuch nahi boli, bas thodi si sharmili muskurahat di aur apna laptop khol liya.
Lekin uski aankhon mein ab kuch alag tha — jaise usne sab samajh liya ho, lekin abhi kuch nahi pooch rahi thi.