Adultery Sasur aur Bahu Ki Anokhi Kahani

[Premkumar65]

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Chapter 62: Saheli ka Gupt Gyan
[Location: Sneha ka Bedroom (Balcony), Shaam 6:45 PM]

Suraj dhal chuka tha aur aasman mein halka jamuni rang fail gaya tha. Hawa mein thandak thi, par mere andar ek ajeeb si bechaini thi. Main balcony mein khadi thi, railing par haath rakhe. Neeche aangan mein Suresh Babuji apni purani cycle saaf kar rahe the. Unka dhyan cycle par tha, par beech-beech mein wo upar meri balcony ki taraf dekh lete, aur agar humari nazrein milti, toh wo halka sa muskura dete.

Unki wo muskurahat mujhe pighla deti thi. Par saath hi... mujhe ek gehra Guilt bhi mehsoos ho raha tha.

Pichle kuch dino se, wo meri kitni sewa kar rahe the. Subah 'Sucking Therapy', raat ko 'Massage', din bhar mere khane-peene ka dhyan. Wo mujhe 'Khali' karte the taaki mujhe dard na ho. Lekin badle mein main unhe kya de rahi thi? Sirf dard. Maine dekha tha... jab wo mujhe 'Chuste' hain, toh unki lungi mein wo vishal Tambu ban jata hai. Unka shareer akad jata hai. Wo tadapte hain. Main unhe 'Haath' se shant karne ki koshish karti thi, par mujhe lagta tha ki wo kaafi nahi hai. Ek mard ko... khaaskar Suresh jaise Taakatwar Mard ko... kuch aur chahiye hota hai.

Dr. Mehra ne kaha tha—"2 mahine tak sambhog nahi." Toh main kya karun? Unhe aise hi tadapne doon?

[The Phone Call: Rachana ki Entry]

Tabhi mera phone baja. Screen par naam chamka: Rachana. Meri wahi saheli jisne mujhe 'Adarsh Bahu' wala plan diya tha.

Maine phone uthaya. "Haan Rachana?"

"Kaisi hai meri jaan?" Rachana ki aawaz mein wahi purani masti thi. "Aur kaisa chal raha hai tera 'Sasur-Bahu' wala secret honeymoon?"

Main sharma gayi. "Chup kar... koi sun lega." Maine balcony ka darwaza band kiya aur bistar par aa gayi. "Sab theek hai Rachana. Wo... wo mera bahut khayal rakhte hain. Par..."

"Par kya?" Rachana ne turant pakad liya. "Aawaz mein udaasi kyu hai?"

"Rachana..." maine hichkichate huye kaha. "Mujhe bura lagta hai. Doctor ne 'Woh' karne se mana kiya hai. Par Suresh... wo tadapte hain. Unki halat dekh kar mujhe lagta hai main unhe khush nahi kar pa rahi. Sirf haath se... unhe wo maza nahi aata hoga na?"



Rachana zor se hansi. Ek anubhavi aurat ki hansi. "Arre meri bholi bhaali Sneha! Tujhe kya lagta hai, mard ko khush karne ke liye sirf taango ke beech wala rasta hi hota hai?"

"Matlab?"

"Matlab ye..." Rachana ne rahasyamayi andaaz mein kaha. "Ek rasta aur hai... jo mardon ko, khaas kar Umar-daraaz Mardon ko sabse zyada pasand aata hai."

"Kya?" maine utsukta se pucha.

"Use kehte hain Blowjob. Yaani... Muh ka Sukh."

Mera chehra garam ho gaya. "Muh se? Chhee Rachana... ye toh..."

"Ye 'Chhee' nahi hai pagli!" Rachana ne daanta. "Ye Pooja hai. Ek mard ke liye isse bada samarpan aur kuch nahi hota."



Rachana ne apni awaaz dheemi ki, jaise koi bada raaz bata rahi ho. "Dekh Sneha, main tujhe apne experience se bata rahi hoon. Tujhe pata hai na mera ek... 'Dost' hai? Wo bhi umar mein kaafi bade hain."

(Rachana ka affair sheher ke ek ameer buzurg se tha).

"Jab main unke paas jati hoon," Rachana ne bataya. "Toh unhe 'Karne' se zyada 'Karwane' mein maza aata hai. Jab main ghutno par baith kar, unke us 'Cheez' ko apne muh mein leti hoon na... toh wo paagal ho jate hain."

Rachana ne vistaar se samjhanya shuru kiya, jisne meri saansein tez kar di. "Soch... wo aaram se lete hain ya baithe hain. Tu unke pairon ke beech mein hai. Tu unki aankhon mein dekh rahi hai. Tu unke us sakht, garam auzaar ko ek Lollipop ya Ice-Cream ki tarah treat karti hai. Apni jeebh se use chaatna... apne honton se use dhak lena... aur use gale tak andar lena."

"Gale tak?" main hairaan thi.

"Haan!" Rachana ne kaha. "Buzurg mardon ko 'Gheela-pan' aur 'Garmi' chahiye hoti hai. Jab tere muh ki garmi unhe milti hai... aur jab tu unhe choosti karti hai... toh unhe lagta hai ki wo Raja hain aur tu unki Daasi. Unka Ego satisfy hota hai Sneha."



Rachana rukne wali nahi thi. Wo mujhe train kar rahi thi. "Sun, aaj raat try kar. Ise Suresh ke liye ek Surprise Gift samajh."

"Par kaise?" main ghabra rahi thi.

"Simple hai," Rachana ne samjhaya. "Jab wo lete hon... toh unki lungi hata de. Darr mat. Pehle use haath se sehla. Jab wo poora tan jaye... lohe jaisa ho jaye... toh uspe thoda sa apna Thook laga. Aur fir... dheere se uske Supade ko apne honthon mein le le. Jaise bacha chusta hai na? Waise hi. Daant mat lagana, bas honth aur jeebh. Aur dekhna... wo kaise tadpega. Wo tere sar par haath rakhega, tujhe shabashi dega."



Rachana ki baatein sunkar mere dimaag mein chitra banne laga. Maine imagine kiya Suresh bistar par lete hain. Main unke pairon ke beech hoon. Unka wo vishal, mota Auzaar (jo maine kal raat dekha tha) mere chehre ke saamne hai. Main use chum rahi hoon... chaat rahi hoon... aur fir apne muh mein bhar rahi hoon.

Is khayal ne hi mujhe geela kar diya. Mera dimaag jo pehle 'Chhee' bol raha tha, ab 'Craving' feel kar raha tha. Mujhe unka swaad lena tha. Mujhe dekhna tha ki jab main unhe 'Muh' se pyaar dungi, toh unki aankhein kaisi dikhengi.



"Main... main koshish karungi," maine dheere se kaha.

"Koshish nahi, kar ke dikha!" Rachana ne honsla diya. "Ye unke liye 'Practice' hogi aur tere liye 'Power'. Ek baar tune unhe ye maza de diya na... toh wo zindagi bhar tere gulaam rahenge."

Call kat gayi.

Main wahi bistar par baithi rahi. Andhera ho chuka tha. Neeche se Suresh ji ki awaaz aayi—"Bahu? Chai milegi?"

Unki bhaari awaaz sunkar mere shareer mein current daud gaya. Maine aaine mein apna chehra dekha. Apne honth dekhe. Maine apni ungli apne muh mein daali aur use choosa. Suck...

"Aaj raat..." maine khud se waada kiya. "Aaj raat main unhe wo dungi jo unhone kabhi socha bhi nahi hoga. Aaj hisaab sood samet wapas karungi."

Maine lipstick uthayi aur honton par laga li. Surprise taiyar tha. Bas 'Recipient' ka kamre mein aane ka intezar tha.


Chapter 63: Bhindi ka Ishara

[Location: Dining Room, Raat 9:15 PM]

Raat ke khane ka waqt tha. Aaj ka mahual behad ajeeb tha. Shanta Maa ji ne aaj 'Vrat' rakha tha, isliye wo khana nahi kha rahi thin. Wo bas table ke head par baithi thin, sabko parosne aur nigrani rakhne ke liye. Unka dhyan bhakti mein tha, aur duniya-daari se wo thoda kat chuki thin.

Table par main (Sneha), Suresh Babuji aur Raju baithe the. Raju ka chehra dekhne layak tha. Wo darra hua, simta hua sa baitha tha, jaise use pata ho ki aaj raat fir koi naya dhamaka hone wala hai. Suresh ji shant the, unki bhookh badh gayi thi. Wo bade shauk se Bhindi ki sabzi aur garam roti kha rahe the.

Mere dimaag mein Rachana ki baat ghoom rahi thi—"Blowjob... Muh ka Sukh." Mujhe ye karna tha. Aaj hi. Par usse pehle... mujhe Raju ko tadpana tha.



Maine roti ka tukda toda aur use sabzi mein duboya. Maine achaanak Suresh ji ki taraf dekha aur bade masoom, par shaitaani andaaz mein kaha:

"Suresh... Ji.." (Ab main sabke saamne unhe naam se bula rahi thi, aur Shanta ji ne ise ansuna kar diya tha). "Suresh, aaj Rachana ka phone aaya tha. Wo bata rahi thi ki mardon ko 'Relax' karne ka ek bahut hi 'Modern' tarika hota hai."

Suresh ji ne roti chabate huye meri taraf dekha. "Acha? Kya tarika?"

Maine Raju ki taraf ek tirchhi nazar phenki. Wo darr gaya tha. Maine waapas Suresh ji ko dekha aur wo shabd kaha jo is ghar ki deewaron ne kabhi nahi suna hoga.

"Wo keh rahi thi ki aapko 'Blowjob' ki zaroorat hai."

Sannata. Raju ke haath se niwala gir gaya. Tap. Usne mujhe ghoora. Uski aankhein phat gayin. "B-Blowjob?" Raju ke honth fadphadaye, par awaaz nahi nikli. Uski biwi... uske baap ko 'Blowjob' dene ki baat kar rahi hai?



Shanta Maa ji ne suna, par unhe samajh nahi aaya.
"Blow-job?" Shanta ji ne bholepan se pucha. "Ye kaunsi naukri hai Bahu? Rachana kya ab naukri lagwa rahi hai?"

Main hansi. Ek gehri, rahasyamayi hansi.
"Nahi Maa ji... ye naukri nahi, ye 'Sewa' hai. Bade logon ko khush karne ki vidhi hai."

Maine apni thali se ek lambi, hari aur tel mein lipti hui Bhindi uthayi.
Raju mujhe dekh raha tha. Uski saansein atak gayi thin.
Maine Suresh ji ki aankhon mein dekha, aur fir Raju ki taraf ghooma.

Maine us lambi Bhindi ko toda nahi.
Maine use apne honton ke paas laya. Maine apna muh thoda sa khola, apni Jeebh bahar nikali, aur us Bhindi ke sir (tip) ko halka sa Chaata.
Slurp...

Fir maine us poori Bhindi ko... dhire-dheere... apne muh ke andar Deep Throat le liya.
Maine use chabaya nahi. Maine use Choosa .
Mere gaal pichak gaye (suction ki wajah se).
Maine Raju ki aankhon mein dekhte huye us Bhindi ko muh se bahar nikala aur fir andar liya. In-Out.

Raju ka chehra safed se hara pad gaya. Use saaf dikh raha tha ki main Bhindi nahi kha rahi, main Practice kar rahi hoon.
Main use dikha rahi thi ki main uske Baap ke saath kya karne wali hoon.

[Suresh’s Response: Ganda Maidan aur Kal ki Safayi]

Suresh ji ne mera ye ishara dekha.
Unki chhati (chest) saans rokne se phool gayi. Unki lungi ke neeche halchal hui.
Unhone samajh liya ki main kya kehna chahti hoon.

Unhone apna paani ka gilaas uthaya aur ek ghunt piya, apne gale ko saaf karne ke liye.
"Bahu..." unhone apni bhaari, garajdaar awaaz mein kaha.

Unhone double-meaning mein jawaab diya, jo Shanta ji ke sar ke upar se gaya par Raju ke dil mein khanjar ki tarah laga.

"Tera idea bura nahi hai. Rachana sahi keh rahi thi. Par abhi..."
Unhone apni Lungi par haath phera.
"Abhi 'Maidan' bahut ganda hai. Khet mein kaam karke aaya hoon, pasina hai, dhool-mitti hai. Aur... 'Ghaas-Phoos' (Baal) bhi bahut ug aayi hai."

Unhone meri aankhon mein dekha aur ek vaada kiya:
"Aaj nahi. Kal subah pehle Safayi karenge. Tu hi karegi na?
Jab maidan saaf aur chikna ho jayega... tab Kal Raat ko ye 'Angrezi Sewa' lenge."

Unka matlab saaf tha—Pehle Safai, fir Sex (Blowjob).

Shanta ji ne sar hilaya. "Haan haan, safayi toh zaroori hai. Suresh ji, kal naha lena acche se." (Wo bechari nahaane ki baat samajh rahi thin).

[Raju’s Meltdown: Ulti aur Daant]

Ye sunte hi Raju ka bardasht ka baandh toot gaya.
Uski biwi sabke saamne Bhindi chus rahi thi aur uska baap keh raha tha ki 'Kal saaf karke muh mein lena'.
Ye apmaan, ye ganda ishaara, ye besharmi...

Raju ke pet mein ek ubaal aaya.
"Uggghhh..."
Usne apna muh haath se daba liya. Use sachmuch Ulti aa rahi thi. Use ghinn aa rahi thi apne parivaar se.

Usne apni thali ko dhakka diya. Thannn!
Daal table par fail gayi.
Raju utha aur washbasin ki taraf bhaaga. Oaaakkk... Oaaakkk...

[The Scolding: Maa ki Fatkaar]

Shanta ji gusse mein khadi ho gayin.
"Kya drama hai ye Raju!" wo chillayin. "Ann ka apmaan karta hai? Khana phenk diya?"

"Maa... mujhe... mujhe ghinn aa rahi hai..." Raju ne washbasin se rote huye kaha. "Ye log... ye log kaisi baatein kar rahe hain..."

"Kaisi baatein?" Shanta ji ne use daanta. "Bahu bechari 'Sewa' ki baat kar rahi hai, Suresh ji safayi ki baat kar rahe hain. Isme tujhe kya ghinn aa rahi hai? Tera dimaag hi sad gaya hai us 'Bhasma' se."

Shanta ji ne use nikaal diya.
"Jaa! Bhaag yahan se! Apne Guest Room mein jaakar mar. Khabardaar jo yahan ulti ki toh."

Raju, apmanit aur beizzat hokar, wahan se bhaaga.
Jaate-jaate usne dekha...
Suresh ji muskura rahe the aur Sneha... Sneha apni ungli se apne geele honton ko ponch rahi thi, Raju ko 'Bye' bolte huye.

Raju apne kamre mein ghusa aur darwaza band kar liya.
Bahar hall mein... 'Kal Raat' ki taiyari shuru ho chuki thi.
Kal safai honi thi... aur uske baad Sucking.
Aur Raju? Wo deewar mein bane us Chhed se apni barbaadi ka agla episode dekhne ke liye majboor hone wala tha.


Chapter 64: Gusal-e-Khaas

[Location: Ghar ka Bathroom aur Piche ka Aangan, Subah 7:45 AM]

Subah ki walk se lautne ke baad, hum dono ke shareer pasine se tar-batar the. Aaj hum Park gaye the, jahan Suresh ji ne mujhe daudaya nahi, balki ped ki aad mein khada karke meri kamar sehlayi thi. Unki chahat ab khul kar saamne aa rahi thi. Ghar pahunchte hi humein sukoon mila kyunki Shanta Maa ji Satsang ke liye ja chuki thin. Ghar poori tarah se humara tha.

Hall mein Raju apne Guest Room ka darwaza adha khol kar, choron ki tarah hamein dekh raha tha. Usne dekha ki hum pasine mein hain. Suresh ji ne Raju ki taraf dekha bhi nahi. Unhone seedha apna kurta utaar kar sofe par phenk diya. Unka nanga, chauda, baalon se bhara seena pasine mein chamak raha tha.

"Bahu..." Suresh ji ne apni baniyan utaarte huye kaha. "Badi garmi hai aaj. Mail jam gaya hai shareer par."

Unhone bathroom ki taraf ishara kiya. "Paani garam kar. Aur sunn... aaj mere haath thak gaye hain. Aaj Tu mujhe nehalayegi."

Mera dil zor se dhadka. Nehalana? Ye koi nayi baat nahi thi, par aaj ka maqsad alag tha. Kal raat ki baat yaad thi—"Safayi karni hai."

Main chupchap bathroom mein gayi aur geyser on kiya. Suresh ji piche-piche aa gaye. Unhone bathroom ka darwaza band kiya, par Kundi nahi lagayi. Bas dhakel diya. Ye Raju ke liye ek khuli chunauti thi—"Himmat hai toh aakar dekh le."



Bathroom chhota tha aur bhaap se bhara hua tha. Suresh ji ne apni lungi khol kar hook par taang di. Ab wo poori tarah se Nange the. Unka vishal, bhaari shareer mere saamne tha.

Unhone ek plastic ke stool par baithne ka ishara kiya. "Shuru kar."

Main ek chote patle (low height) stool par baithi. Mere haath mein Sabun aur Loofah tha. Suresh ji mere saamne khade the. Main unki Kamar ke Level par thi. Mera chehra unke... unke us hisse ke theek saamne tha jo abhi shant tha, par bhaari lag raha tha.

Maine sabun mein jhaag banaya. Squish... Squish... Maine wo safed, chikna jhaag unke Pairon par lagana shuru kiya. Mere naram haath unki sakht, kaale baalon wali pindliyon par phisal rahe the.

"Aur upar..." Suresh ji ne hukm diya. "Jadon mein mail jamta hai."

Main upar badhi. Maine unki moti Jaanghon par sabun lagaya. Mere haath unke andaruni hisse mein gaye. Wahan ki skin garam aur naram thi. Suresh ji ne apni taangein thodi chaudi kar di, taaki mujhe jagah mile.



"Bahu..." Suresh ji ne mera sar pakad kar mujhe aur kareeb kiya. "Yaad hai na kal raat kya tay hua tha?"

"Ji..." maine fusfusaya, meri nazrein unke Groin par thin.

"Aaj raat mujhe tera Muh chahiye," unhone saaf shabdon mein kaha. "Aur main nahi chahta ki jab tu mere 'Devta' ko chumne aaye, toh tujhe pasine ya mail ka swaad aaye."

Unhone mere haath ko pakad kar apne Ling par rakh diya. "Ise saaf kar. Ekdam chamka de. Mere Taton ke neeche tak haath daal. Wahan pasina chipka rehta hai."

Main kaanp gayi. Ye 'Sewa' thi ya 'Pooja'? Maine darr aur excitement ke saath, wo sabun wala Loofah unke Andakosh ke neeche ragada. Scrub... Scrub...

Suresh ji ne ek gehri saans li. "Aaahhh... Haan wahi... Masal de mail ko. Aaj raat ye hissa tere muh mein pighalne wala hai."

Unki ye baat—ki main unhe muh mein lungi—mujhe itna excite kar gayi ki main wahan ghutno ke bal baith gayi. Maine unke pure private part ko Jhaag se dhak diya. Main use apne haathon se saaf kar rahi thi—taaki wo mere liye 'Tasty' ban sake.



Ghar ke piche, bathroom ki deewar ke paas ek Ventilator tha, jiska sheesha thoda toota hua tha aur exhaust fan band tha. Raju wahan khada tha. Wo ghar ke andar se nahi, balki piche ke aangan se sun raha tha. Use laga tha ki shayad yahan se kuch dikh jaye.

Dikh toh kuch nahi raha tha (kyunki height zyada thi), par Awaazein... wo awaazein seedha Raju ke kaaleje mein utar rahi thin.

Usne suna Paani girne ki awaaz. Chhapaak... Chhapaak... Usne suna Gili Skin par haath phisalne ki awaaz. Slap... Slosh...

Aur fir... usne apne Baap ki awaaz suni. Wo awaaz bathroom ki goonj ki wajah se aur bhi bhaari aur darawani lag rahi thi.

Suresh: "Aaaahhh... Haan wahi... Neeche se utha Bahu. Ache se dho. Main chahta hoon jab tu ise apne Gale tak le, toh ye sheeshe ki tarah saaf ho. Koi 'Khatas' nahi rehni chahiye."

Raju ke kaanon mein wo shabd pighle huye seesey ki tarah utre—"Gale tak le", "Saaf ho". Uska dimaag sunn pad gaya. "Meri Sneha... mere Papa ka... muh mein legi? Gale tak?"

Usne fir ek geeli awaaz suni. Squish... Slip... Ye Sneha ke haath the jo Suresh ke 'Samaan' par phisal rahe the.

Raju ke pet mein marod uthi. Wo wahi piche ke aangan ki gili mitti aur kachre ke paas deewar ke sahare Fisal kar gir gaya . Usne apne dono haath apne kaanon par rakh liye, par awaazein band nahi huin.

Suresh: "Bas... ab paani daal. Thanda paani... taaki ye shant ho jaye. Raat ko ise bahut kaam karna hai."

Raju ne apna sar ghutno mein de diya. Wo cheekh nahi sakta tha, kyunki agar usne shor machaya toh Papa bahar aa jayenge aur use aur zaleel karenge. Wo bas muh khol kar, bina awaaz ke, hichkiyan le-le kar rone laga. Uski aankhon se aansu beh kar mitti mein mil rahe the. Andar uski biwi uske baap ko 'Chamka' rahi thi, aur bahar wo khud 'Kachre' mein pada tha.



Bathroom ke andar, maine hand-shower uthaya. Maine gunguna paani Suresh ji ke Kamar se neeche daala. Shooshhh...

Safed jhaag unke shareer se beh kar naali mein jaane laga. Jhaag ke hatne ke baad... unka Vishaal, Saaf aur Chikna shareer mere saamne tha. Unka 'Auzaar' abhi shant tha (thanda paani ki wajah se), par saaf hokar wo aur bhi Gulaabi aur Taza lag raha tha.

Suresh ji ne mera haath pakda aur apne geele 'Supade' par rakh diya. "Dekh..." unhone garv se kaha. "Kaisa chamak raha hai? Ab lagega na swaad?"

Maine sharam se nazrein jhuka li, par mera haath wahan se hata nahi. Maine unhe toliye se pochna shuru kiya. "Ji..." maine fusfusaya. "Bahut saaf hai."



Suresh ji ne toliya lapeta aur bathroom ka darwaza khola. Bhaap bahar hall mein fail gayi. Hum dono bahar nikle—Suresh ji taaza aur taiyar, aur main bhigi hui, unki sewa karke 'Trupt' .

Raju piche ke darwaze se abhi tak andar nahi aaya tha. Wo wahi bahar mitti mein pada apni kismat ko kos raha tha. Use pata tha ki aaj raat... us ghar mein ek nayi Rasm hone wali hai. Ek aisi rasm jisme uski biwi ke honth aur uske baap ka jism ek ho jayenge.

hut mast chhed chhad chal rahi hai Suresh aur sneha me.

 

[Premkumar65]

Chapter 65: Saheli ka Class
[Location: Sneha ka Bedroom, Shaam 7:15 PM]
Shaam gehari ho chuki thi. Ghar mein sannata tha, kyunki Raju abhi bhi apne Guest Room ke 'bil' mein chupa hua tha, aur Shanta Maa ji apne kamre mein thin. Main (Sneha) aaine ke saamne khadi thi. Mera dil kisi train ke engine ki tarah dhak-dhak kar raha tha. Subah bathroom mein jo hua... wo 'Jhaag' aur 'Safayi'... usne mujhe aadha pagal toh kar hi diya tha. Par ab... ab asli imtihaan ka waqt tha.
Tabhi phone vibrate hua. Screen par naam: Rachana. Meri 'Guru'.
Maine phone uthaya. "Haan Rachana..."
"Bol meri jaan!" Rachana ki aawaz mein utsukta thi. "Ho gaya kaand? Chakha tune apne 'Buddhe Sher' ka lollypop?"
Mera chehra laal ho gaya. "Dheere bol... nahi, abhi nahi. Raat ko... khane ke baad hoga."
"Haaye!" Rachana ne lambi saans li. "Matlab abhi 'Intezaar' ka maza chal raha hai? Sun, darr toh nahi lag raha na?"
"Lag raha hai na..." maine hichkichate huye kaha. "Maine kabhi... matlab Raju ke saath bhi kabhi kiya nahi. Aur Suresh... wo toh bohot... bohot 'Bade' hain. Size mein bhi aur umar mein bhi. Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha shuru kaise karun."

Rachana hansi. Ek anubhavi aurat ki gandi hansi. "Fikar mat kar. Tera ye 'Dost' hai na. Aaj tujhe 'Budhe Mardon' ko handle karne ka crash course deti hoon. Dhyaan se sun."
Rachana ne samjhana shuru kiya: "Dekh Sneha, jawan ladkon ka 'Lund' petrol engine jaisa hota hai. Turant start hota hai, phat-phat karke chalta hai aur jaldi band ho jata hai. Lekin... tere Suresh jaise umar-daraaz mardon ka auzaar Diesel Engine hota hai."
"Matlab?"
"Matlab ye ki unhe Garam hone mein time lagta hai. Unka lund ekdam se khada nahi hoga. Tujhe uspe mehnat karni padegi. Isliye... seedha muh mat maar dena."

"Toh kya karun?"
"Pehle Haath ka istemaal kar," Rachana ne solid tip di. "Ise kehte hain Handjob. Jab wo let jayein, toh unki lungi hata dena. Unka auzaar shayad shant hoga, ya aadha jaaga hua. Tu use apne haath mein pakadna. Aur sunn... sookhe haath se nahi! Apna Thook nikaalna... khoob saara. Apni hatheli par thookna aur use unke lund par laga dena. Budhe mardon ko Chiknayi aur Gilaas bahut pasand hoti hai."
Rachana ki baatein sunkar main aaine mein apne haath dekhne lagi. Maine imagine kiya ki mera haath Suresh ji ke us mote 'Dande' par hai.
"Use zor se mat hilaana shuru mein," Rachana ne kaha. "Use Masalna. Jaise tu aate ki loi banati hai na? Waise. Upar se neeche... 'Supade' ko apne anguthe se ragadna. Jab wo poora tan jaye... jab wo lohe ki rod ban jaye aur nassein phool jayein... tab samajhna ki engine garam ho gaya hai."

Rachana ki awaaz ab aur bhi gandi ho gayi. "Aur haan Sneha... sabse zaroori baat. Jo aksar ladkiyan bhool jati hain."
"Kya?"
"Unke Tatte ."
Mera gala sookh gaya. Mujhe subah ka scene yaad aaya jab maine unhe saabun lagaya tha.
"Budhe mardon ke tatte... thode latke huye hote hain, bhaari hote hain," Rachana ne bade shauk se bataya. "Unme bahut 'Maal' bhara hota hai. Jab tu unka lund hila rahi ho... toh apne dusre haath se unke taton ko pakad lena. Unhe Tolna apne haath mein. Unhe halke-halke sehlaana. Unhe dabana mat zor se, bas unke saath khelna. Suresh pagal ho jayega kasam se. Mardon ko lagta hai ki koi unki 'Jaan' (balls) ko pyaar kar raha hai."
Mujhe yaad aaya Suresh ji ke tatte kitne bade aur bhaari the. Unke andar kitna 'Beej' bhara hoga. "Theek hai..." maine haanfte huye kaha. "Taton ko bhi pyar karungi."

"Jab wo poora garam ho jaye," Rachana ne final step bataya. "Tab baari aayegi tere Muh ki. Darna mat. Wo bada hoga, mota hoga. Pehle use Ice-Cream ki tarah chaatna. Neeche se upar tak. Uske 'Supade' (Top) par apni jeebh ghumana."
"Aur fir... use apne honthon mein bhar lena. Daant mat lagana Sneha, galti se bhi nahi. Apne honthon ko andar ki taraf mod lena. Aur use Choosna. Jaise tu aam ki guthli chusti hai. Zor se. Slurp-Slurp awaaz aani chahiye."
Rachana ruki, fir boli: "Aur koshish karna... ki use jitna andar le sake, le le. Deep Throat. Jab wo tere gale (throat) ko chuyega na... toh tujhe thodi 'Ubaayi' (gag) aayegi, aankhon mein paani aayega. Par wahi toh asli maza hai! Jab mard dekhta hai ki aurat uske lund ko gale tak le rahi hai, aur uski aankhon mein paani hai... toh wo apne saare hosh kho baithta hai."

"Yaad rakhna," Rachana ne kaha. "Jitna zyada Thook (Spit) hoga, utna maza aayega. Apne muh ki laar tapakne dena unke auzaar par. Unhe feel hona chahiye ki tu unki Randi bhi hai aur unki Bahu bhi. Ye jo 'Power' hai na... ki ek izzatdaar bahu apne sasur ka lund chus rahi hai... yahi unhe sabse zyada josh dega."
Main pasine se bheeg chuki thi. Rachana ki baaton ne mujhe itna garam kar diya tha ki meri panty gili ho gayi thi. "Samajh gayi Rachana..." maine fusfusaya. "Aaj main unhe khali karke hi manungi."
"Jaa meri sherni!" Rachana ne aashirwad diya. "Nichod de apne Sasur ko. Aur haan... wo 'Maal' giraana mat. Ho sake toh... pee jana. Wo bhi 'Prasad' hai."
Call kat gayi.
Main wahi khadi rahi. Mera dimaag ab 'Sharam' se azaad ho chuka tha. Ab mere paas ek Plan tha. Pehle Haath... Fir Tatte... Aur fir Muh.
Maine aaine mein apni jeebh nikaali aur use dekha. "Aaj raat... ye jeebh bahut mehnat karne wali hai."
Neeche se Suresh ji ke khansne ki awaaz aayi. Khhh-Khhh... Sher jaag gaya tha. Aur shikaar (main) taiyar tha.

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Chapter 66: Purani Dress
[Location: Sneha ka Bedroom (Dressing Table), Raat ka samay]
Khana khatam ho chuka tha. Bartan samet diye gaye the. Ghar mein ek bhaari shaanti thi, lekin mere (Sneha) kamre ke andar ek alag hi toofan taiyar ho raha tha. Main aaine ke saamne khadi thi. Mere dimaag mein Rachana ki wo baatein goonj rahi thin—"Use 'Muh' ka sukh de... Use Raja mehsoos kara."
Maine almari kholi. Meri nazar us 'First Night Fire' wali Maroon Lingerie par gayi jo hum kal Mall se laye the. Maine use chu kar dekha. Dil kiya pehen loon. Par fir maine socha... "Nahi. Wo khaas hai. Wo us 'Rasm' (Suhaagraat) ke liye hai. Aaj raat toh... aaj raat toh 'Practice' hai. Aaj raat main wo pehnungi jo mere 'Guzre huye Kal' (Raju) ke liye khareeda tha, par ab mere 'Aane wale Kal' (Suresh) ke kaam aayega."
Maine almari ke sabse neeche wale rack se ek Gehre Jamuni (Deep Purple) Rang ki Satin Dress nikali. Ye dress maine pichle saal Raju ke birthday par online mangwayi thi. Socha tha ise pehen kar Raju ko surprise dungi. Par us raat Raju thak kar so gaya tha, aur ye dress tabse almari mein sad rahi thi. Aaj... aaj is dress ka uddhaar hone wala tha.


Maine apni cotton nighty utaar kar phenk di. Mera gora, bhara hua shareer aaine mein chamka. Maine wo Satin Dress pehni. Kapda thanda aur chikna tha. Jaise hi maine use pehna, wo mere shareer se paani ki tarah chipak gaya. Ye dress Knee-Length thi (ghutno tak), par iska gala (neckline) bahut Deep tha. Mere 36 size ke soojhe huye, bhare huye Boobs is dress mein aadhe nange dikh rahe the. Cleavage ki ghaati saaf jhalak rahi thi. Satin ka kapda mere hips aur kamar par itna Tight tha ki meri panty ki line saaf dikh rahi thi.
"Perfect..." maine khud ko dekh kar kaha.
Ab baari thi Chehre ki. Maine foundation lagaya, taaki chehra chamke. Aankhon mein gehra kajal lagaya, taaki meri nazrein 'Katilana' lagein. Aur aakhir mein... Lipstick. Rachana ne kaha tha—"Honth gile aur rangeen hone chahiye." Maine apni sabse Chatak Laal (Bright Red) lipstick nikali. Maine use apne honton par pherna shuru kiya. Glide... Mere honth ab kisi raseele, pake huye Tamatar jaise laal aur chamakdar lag rahe the. Maine jaan-bujh kar lipstick thodi gehri lagayi, taaki jab Suresh ji ka wo mota 'Danda' mere muh mein jaye, toh un par mere honton ka nishaan chhap jaye.
Maine baalon ko khula chhod diya, ek side mein karke. Main taiyar thi. Ek Rakhail ki tarah sundar, aur ek Bahu ki tarah namkeen.

Main aaine se hati aur kamre ko set karne lagi. Rachana ne kaha tha—"Wo aaram se baithe hon." Toh mujhe ek Aaramdayak Kursi chahiye thi, jis par Suresh ji baith sakein aur main unke pairon ke beech ghutno par baith sakun.
Maine kone mein dekha. "Arre?" Wahan rakhi hui wo badi wali Cushion Chair (Aaram Kursi) gayab thi! Wahi kursi jis par Suresh ji aksar baith-te the.
Mera dimaag ghum gaya. "Raju!" Mujhe yaad aaya ki shaam ko Raju apna samaan shift kar raha tha. Zaroor wahi le gaya hoga. Mujhe gussa aa gaya. Wo kursi mere plan ka hissa thi. Uske bina Suresh ji ko aaram kaise milega?
Main gusse mein tamtamati hui kamre se nikli. Thap-Thap-Thap...

Main seedha Guest Room ke darwaze par gayi aur use dhakka dekar khola. Dhadaam!
Andar Raju apne chhote se bistar par baitha phone ghur raha tha. Kamre mein ek purana pankha chal raha tha aur zameen par wahi Cushion Chair rakhi thi, jipar Raju ne apne gande kapde phaink rakhe the.
Mujhe dekh kar Raju hairan reh gaya. Uski aankhein phati ki phati reh gayin. Usne mujhe upar se neeche tak dekha—meri chipki hui satin dress, mere ubhre huye chuche, mere khule baal aur wo Khooni Laal Honth.
Ek pal ke liye uski aankhon mein Havas aayi, par agle hi pal wo Jalan mein badal gayi.
"Ye... Ye kya huliya banaya hai?" Raju ne taane (sarcasm) bhari awaaz mein pucha. "Raat ke 10 baje itna heavy makeup? Kahan ja rahi ho? Ram-Leela mein part lene?"
"Bakwaas band karo Raju!" main chillaayi. "Meri kursi wapas karo. Abhi ke abhi!"
Raju khada ho gaya. Uske chehre par ek kutil muskurahat thi. "Kursi? Kyu? Tumhe toh Bistar pasand hai na? Kursi ka kya karogi? Ya aaj raat koi naya 'Aasan' try karne wali ho Papa ke saath?"
Uski baat sunkar mera khoon khaul gaya. "Tumhari gandi soch tumhare paas rakho. Wo kursi mere kamre ki hai. Mujhe wo chahiye. Suresh ji ke baithne ke liye."
"Ohhh..." Raju ne lamba 'Oh' kiya. "Maalik ke liye 'Sinhasan' chahiye? Lekin Sneha begum... mujhe bhi toh baithne ke liye kuch chahiye na? Is kamre mein toh dhang ka carpet bhi nahi hai. Main kahan baithun? Zameen par?"
"Haan!" maine ungli dikha kar kaha. "Tumhari aukat wahi hai Raju. Zameen par baitho. Waise bhi tum 'Namard' ho, tumhe aaram ki kya zaroorat? Aaram toh 'Asli Mard' ko chahiye hota hai jo thak jata hai."
Mera ye taana Raju ke dil par tezaab ki tarah gira. "Main kursi nahi dunga," Raju ne zidd pakad li. "Le jao apne sasur ko kahin aur. Mere kamre se niklo."
"Raju!" main aage badhi. "Agar tumne wo kursi abhi nahi uthayi, toh main..."
"Kya karogi?" Raju mere kareeb aaya. Usne meri dress ko gandi nazron se dekha. "Itna saj ke aayi ho... mere liye toh kabhi lipstick nahi lagayi itni gehri. Kiske liye laal kiye hain ye honth? Kiska 'Loha' chusne ke liye?"

Abhi Raju apni baat poori kar hi raha tha ki achanak bahar se ek Garajdaar Awaaz aayi.
"RAJU!"
Hum dono kaanp gaye. Suresh Babuji guest room ke darwaze par khade the. Unhone safed kurta-pajama pehen rakha tha. Unka chehra gusse se tamtama raha tha. Unhone sab sun liya tha. Raju ka wo taana, wo 'Loha Chusne' wali baat... sab kuch.
Suresh ji kamre ke andar aaye. Unka shareer Raju ke saamne pahaad jaisa lag raha tha. Raju dar ke maare piche hat gaya, deewar se ja laga.
"P-Papa..." Raju haklaya.
Suresh ji ne Raju ka collar pakad liya. "Teri himmat kaise hui Bahu se aise baat karne ki? Tu uske charitra par ungli uthayega? Wo 'Loha' chuse ya 'Sona'... wo uski marzi hai. Tu kaun hota hai rokne wala jab tu khud 'Mitti' nikla?"
Suresh ji ne Raju ko jhatka diya. "Bahu ne kya kaha? Use Kursi chahiye. Matlab chahiye!"
Unhone us Cushion Chair ki taraf ishara kiya. "Utha ise. Abhi."
"Papa, mujhe baithne ke liye..." Raju ne rone jaisi shakal banayi.
"Tu zameen par baith!" Suresh ji ne daanta. "Teri jagah wahi hai. Ye kursi 'Maalik' ke liye hai. Aur Maalik main hoon. Utha!"

Raju ke paas koi chara nahi tha. Usne darrte-darrte wo bhaari Cushion Chair uthayi. Uski aankhon mein aansu the. Wo us kursi ko utha kar corridor se hota hua mere bedroom ki taraf chala.
Main aur Suresh ji uske piche-piche chale. Suresh ji ne chalte-chalte meri Kamar par haath rakh diya. Unhone meri dress ke satin kapde ko mehsoos kiya. "Bahut sundar lag rahi ho..." unhone dheere se kaha, Raju ki peeth piche. "Ye Laal honth... aaj raat inka rang mere upar chadhega."
Raju aage chal raha tha, bojh uthaye. Piche uska baap uski biwi ke saath romance kar raha tha.
Raju mere bedroom mein ghusa. "Kahan rakhun?" usne haanfte huye pucha.
"Wahan... Bistar ke saamne," maine hukm diya. "Jahan sheesha dikhta hai."
Raju ne kursi wahan rakh di. "Ho gaya?" usne neeche dekhte huye pucha.
"Haan," Suresh ji ne kaha. "Ab nikal. Aur darwaza bahar se bhida dena. Aur sunn... koi aawaz nahi aani chahiye teri taraf se. Hamein 'Dhyan' lagana hai."
Raju ne ek aakhri nazar meri Satin Dress aur mere Laal Honthon par daali. Use samajh aa gaya tha ki ye kursi kyu mangayi gayi hai. Wo sar jhuka kar, zaleel hokar kamre se nikal gaya.
Thak. Darwaza band hua. Suresh ji ne turant Kundi laga di. Khataak.

Kamre mein ab sirf hum do the. Suresh ji us Kursi par baith gaye—Raja ki tarah. Unhone apne pair failaye. Unhone mujhe dekha. Main unke saamne khadi thi, chamakti hui dress mein, laal honton ke saath.
"Aaja..." unhone apne pairon ke beech jagah banayi. "Kursi aa gayi hai... ab meri 'Rani' ko apna kaam shuru karna chahiye."
Mera dil zor se dhadka. Sab kuch taiyar tha. Ab bas mujhe jhukna tha... aur unki duniya hilaani thi.


Chapter 67: Lungi ke Neeche ka Ajgar
[Location: Sneha ka Bedroom, Raat 10:15 PM]
Kamre mein zero-watt ka bulb aur dressing table ki madham roshni thi, jisne mahaul ko behad rahasyamayi bana diya tha. Suresh Babuji us badi si Cushion Chair (jo Raju ne laakar rakhi thi) par kisi Maharaja ki tarah phail kar baithe the. Unhone apni taangein chaudi kar rakhi thin, aur unke haath kursi ke hatho (armrests) par the. Unka safed kurta upar ki taraf khinch gaya tha, aur unki Lungi unke pairon ke beech latak rahi thi.
Main, Sneha, unke pairon ke beech, zameen par ghutno ke bal baithi thi. Meri Jamuni Satin Dress mere shareer par chamak rahi thi. Mera deep gale ka cleavage unki nazron ke theek saamne tha. Mera dil tezi se dhadak raha tha, par darr se nahi... balki us Uttejna se jo ek naye khazaane ko kholne se pehle hoti hai.
[The Unveiling: Spring jaisa Uchaal]
"Khol de..." Suresh ji ne apni bhaari awaaz mein hukm diya. Unki aankhein band thin, aur gardan piche tiki hui thi. "Bahu... apne Maalik ka deedar kar."
Maine kaanpte huye haathon se unki Lungi ki Gaanth ko pakda. Khichhh... Gaanth khul gayi. Maine dhire se lungi ko hataya aur use unke pairon se neeche gira diya.
Ab wo sirf apne safed Underwear mein the. Aur wo kaccha... Phatne ko taiyar tha. Andar jo 'Cheez' qaid thi, wo kapde ko cheerne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Wahan ek bada sa, sakht ubaar bulge bana hua tha jo saans le raha tha.
Maine apne honthon par jeebh pheri. Rachana ki baat yaad aayi—"Darrna mat." Maine apne dono haath underwear ke elastic par rakhe. Suresh ji ne apni kamar hawa mein uthayi.
Maine dhire se kacche ko neeche kheench liya. Snap!
Jaise hi kapda hata... Unka vishal, mota aur kaala Auzaar kisi Spring ki tarah jhatke se upar uchla. Boing! Wo itna sakht tha ki seedha khada ho gaya aur mere chehre ke bilkul paas aakar ruka. Wo thoda hil raha tha—Throbbing phadphada raha tha.
"Haaye..." mere muh se nikal gaya. Maine Raju ka auzaar dekha tha—chhota, patla aur jo mushkil se khada hota tha. Par ye? Ye toh Loha tha. Iski motayi (girth) kisi majboot kalayi jaisi thi. Is par moti-moti neeli Nassein ubhri hui thin jo bata rahi thin ki isme kitna khoon aur kitni garmi bhari hai. Iska 'Supada' ekdam laal aur bada tha, bilkul kisi Mushroom jaisa.

Suresh ji ne subah mere haathon se 'Safayi' karwayi thi. Lekin din bhar ki garmi, lungi ke andar ki qaid aur ab is Uttejna ki wajah se... wahan ek nayi mehak paida ho gayi thi.
Maine apna chehra aage badhaya. Maine apni naak unke us tane huye 'Dande' ke paas layi. Snifffff...
Ek teekhi, Musky (Kacchi) aur namkeen gandh mere naak mein ghus gayi. Ye badboo nahi thi. Ye Pheromones the. Ye ek 'Alpha Male' ki khushboo thi. Raju ke paas se hamesha sabun ya powder ki mehak aati thi, jo nakli lagti thi. Par ye? Ye Mitti aur Taqat ki mehak thi.
"Uff Suresh..." maine madhosh hokar kaha. "Isme toh nasha hai... jaise koi purani sharaab ho."
Suresh ji ne mera sar pakad liya. "Soongh le meri jaan... Ye khushboo sirf tere liye bani hai. Raju jaisa namard ise kabhi paida nahi kar sakta. Ye Asli Mard ka paseena hai."

Ab baari thi Rachana ke 'Tip' ki. Maine apni hatheli par khoob saara Thook nikaala. Ptuuu... Maine wo gila thook Suresh ji ke garam, sookhe auzaar par laga diya.
Jaise hi thanda thook unki garam skin par laga, Suresh ji machal gaye. "Sssss... Aahhh Bahu..."
Maine apne thook-wale haath se unke 'Supade' ko masalna shuru kiya. Rub... Squeeze... Maine poore dande par haath phera. Upar se neeche. Mera haath chhota pad raha tha, wo itna lamba tha.
"Garam hai na?" Suresh ji ne pucha. "Bahut..." maine kaha. "Bilkul aag jaisa."
Main use hila nahi rahi thi (handjob nahi), bas Sehla rahi thi. Masal rahi thi. Meri laal lipstick wale honth muskuraye. Main use taiyar kar rahi thi.

Fir meri nazar neeche gayi. Unke Tatte . Wo latke huye the. Bade. Bhaari. Raju ke tatte chhote aur sikude huye hote the, jaise khaali hon. Par Suresh ji ke? Inme wazan tha. Inme wo 'Vansh' bhara tha jiske liye pura ghar tadap raha tha.
Maine apna dusra haath neeche kiya aur unke dono taton ko apni hatheli mein Tol liya. Wo garam the. Naram the.
"Kitne bhaari hain ye..." maine hairaani se kaha. Maine unhe halke se dabaya. Suresh ji ki saansein bhaari ho gayin. "Haan... inme bohot Garmi bhari hai Sneha. Pichle 2 mahine se tune jo roka hai... wo sab yahin jama hai. Aaj tujhe ye sab khaali karna hai."

Thik usi waqt... Guest Room mein. Raju deewar se kaan lagaye zameen par baitha tha. Usne abhi tak chhed se dekha nahi tha (darr ke maare), par wo Sunn raha tha.
Usne suna—"Khol de..." Usne suna kapdon ki sarsarahat. Usne suna Sneha ki awaaz—"Kitne bhaari hain ye... Uff Suresh... Nasha hai isme."
Raju ne apna sar deewar par maar diya. Thud. "Meri biwi... mere baap ke tatte tol rahi hai? Keh rahi hai bhaari hain?" Raju ko apne 'Khali-pan' ka ehsaas hua. Use laga wo kisi sukhe huye patte jaisa hai, aur uska baap ek bhara-pura ped hai.
Usne suna Gili Awaazein (Thook lagane ki). Chup-Chup... Raju ka dimaag phatne ko ho gaya. "Wo unhe gila kar rahi hai... Haath se... Thook se..."
Raju ki aankhon se aansu beh rahe the, par uske pajama mein... dardnaak tarike se... ek Adhoora Erection ho raha tha. Apni biwi ko gair mard ki 'Daasi' bante sunkar... uska shareer jaag raha tha.

Andar kamre mein, maine Suresh ji ke auzaar ko poora Gila aur Chikna kar diya tha. Wo ab chamak raha tha. Mera chehra uske bilkul paas tha. Meri gori naak unke 'Supade' se touch ho rahi thi.
Suresh ji ne mera sar pakad kar apni taraf dabaya. "Bas Bahu... Haath bahut chala liya. Ab ise wo ghar de... jiske liye ye tadap raha hai. Khol apna Laal Muh... aur le le ise."
Maine apni aankhein upar karke unhe dekha. Meri Laal Lipstick chamak rahi thi. Mera muh khulne wala tha. Asli khel... agle pal shuru hone wala tha.


Chapter 68: Laal Lipstick ka Nishaan aur Muh mein Bharata Ubaar
Kamre mein AC ki hummm ke alawa sirf bhaari saanson ki awaaz thi. Suresh Babuji us kursi par phail kar baithe the, unka vishal, kaala aur mota Auzaar unki taango ke beech kisi Naag ki tarah fun uthaye khada tha. Wo poora geela tha (mere thook se) aur light mein chamak raha tha.
Main (Sneha) unke pairon ke beech ghutno ke bal baithi thi. Meri Jamuni Satin Dress mere shareer se chipki hui thi, aur mera deep gala ka cleavage unke saamne khula tha. Mera dil tezi se dhadak raha tha. Rachana ki baatein dimaag mein ghoom rahi thin—"Ise Ice-Cream samajhna."
Maine ek gehri saans li aur apna chehra us Tane huye Dande ke paas laya. Mere Chatak Laal honth uske kaale 'Supade' ke ekdam kareeb the.

Maine apni aankhein band ki aur sabse pehle... uske 'Top' (Tip) par ek halka sa Kiss kiya. Smooch...
Mere laal honthon ki chhaap wahan lag gayi. Suresh ji ka shareer akad gaya. Unhone kursi ke hatthon ko bheench liya. "Aaahhh... Bahu..."
Fir maine apni Jeebh bahar nikali. Maine neeche se shuru kiya—jadd (root) se. Maine apni jeebh ko unke dande ke neeche wale hisse par (vein par) lamba ragada. Lick... Slurp...
Namkeen swaad. Pasine aur mardangi ka swaad. Mujhe ghinn aani chahiye thi (jaisa Raju ke time lagta tha), par mujhe Nasha aa raha tha. Maine use chaatna shuru kiya—bilkul waise jaise bacha ice-cream chaatta hai. Ghum-ghuma kar. Meri jeebh uski motayi ko napne ki koshish kar rahi thi.



Fir mujhe Rachana ki 'Special Tip' yaad aayi. Main thoda neeche jhuki. Unke Tatte ... jo bade aur latke huye the. Maine subah unhe saaf kiya tha ab wo chikne the.
Maine ek tatte ko apne haath mein uthaya aur... use apne Muh mein bhar liya. Gulp... Maine use apne gaalon ke andar lekar, hawa ke saath Kulla (Gargle) kiya. Use jeebh se gudgudaya.
"Ooooooffff!" Suresh ji ki gardan piche gir gayi. "Maar daalegi Sneha... Taton mein jaan hoti hai mard ki... tu wahi khel rahi hai..."
Mera confidence badh gaya. Main unhe control kar rahi thi.



Ab baari thi Main Act ki. Main wapas upar aayi. Unka 'Supada' ab poora soojh kar laal aur bada ho gaya tha. Uske ched se halka sa paani (pre-cum) nikal raha tha.
Suresh ji ne mera sar pakad liya. Unki ungliyan mere baalon mein thin. "Le le..." unhone fusfusaya. "Daant mat lagana... sirf honth aur jeebh. Pyaar se."
Maine apna muh khola. Jitna bada khol sakti thi. Mera jabda dukhne laga. Maine us Mote Supade ko apne honthon ke beech liya.
Glup...
Wo andar gaya. Garam. Sakht. Aur Bahut Bada. Wo mere muh mein poora bhar gaya tha. Meri jeebh ko jagah hi nahi mil rahi thi. Maine apne honthon ko daanton ke upar mod liya (cover kar liya) taaki unhe chubh na jaye.
Suresh ji ne neeche dekha. Nazara: Unki Bahu, laal lipstick lagaye, unke auzaar ko muh mein liye huye hai. Uski badi-badi aankhein unhe dekh rahi hain.



Us waqt... Guest Room mein. Raju ki himmat toot chuki thi, par jalan ne use khada kar diya tha. Wo us Barik Chhed par aankh lagaye khada tha.
Aur jo usne dekha... wo uske liye Maut ka manzar tha.
Usne dekha ki Sneha—wahi Sneha jisne suhaagraat par kaha tha "Chee Raju, muh mein mat do, mujhe ulti aati hai, ye sab ganda hota hai"—wahi Sneha aaj bade shauk se, badi bhookh se uske Baap ka Lund chus rahi hai.
Raju ne dekha ki Sneha ka muh kaise phoola hua hai. Usne dekha ki kaise Sneha ke Laal Honth us kaale dande par fisal rahe hain. Aur usne dekha wo Laal Nishaan (Lipstick) jo ab Suresh ke ling par jagah-jagah lag gaya tha.
"Randi..." Raju fusfusaya, aansuon ke saath. "Mere liye ganda tha... aur Papa ke liye Ice-cream hai?" Raju ne apni pant mein haath daala. Dard aur Jalan ne use itna excite kar diya tha ki uska chhota sa lund bhi khada ho gaya tha. Wo rote huye... apni biwi ko chusta dekh kar... khud ko masalne laga.



Andar, main mehnat kar rahi thi. Suck... Slurp... Pop... Awaazein aa rahi thin—gili, chipchipi awaazein.
Maine muh se bahar nikala. Pop! Ek laar ki taar mere muh se unke lund tak judi reh gayi.
"Uff..." maine haanfte huye, thook ponchte huye kaha. "Ye... Ye bahut bada hai Suresh... mere muh mein fit nahi aa raha."
Suresh ji hase. Unhone mere gaal ko thapthapaya. "Koshish kar meri jaan... Bada hai tabhi toh maza hai. Chhote-mote se tera kya bharta?" (Taana Raju ke liye).
Maine wapas muh mein liya. Is baar main thoda Deep gayi.

Jaise hi wo mere throat ke piche touch hua... "OAAK!" (Gag reflex).
Mujhe ubaayi aayi. Meri aankhon mein paani aa gaya. Main turant piche hati. Khansne lagi. "Khhu-Khu..."
Suresh ji ne mera sar sehlaaya. "Koi nahi... koi nahi... pehli baar hai. Dheere-dheere aadat padegi."
Unhone zabardasti nahi ki. Wo jante the ki main seekh rahi hoon. Maine pani bhari aankhon se unhe dekha aur muskuraayi. "Raju ko toh..." maine saans lete huye kaha, ek kutil muskurahat ke saath. "Raju ko toh ye naseeb bhi nahi hua kabhi. Wo toh sapne mein bhi nahi soch sakta ki uski biwi kya kar sakti hai."
Ye sunkar Suresh ji ka seena garv se phool gaya. Aur bahar khada Raju... wo zameen par girne wala tha. Uski biwi uski namardangi ka mazaak uda rahi thi, lund chuste huye.

"Ab tez kar..." Suresh ji ne kaha. "Main ruk nahi paunga."
Maine speed badha di. Ek haath se unke tatte pakde, dusre se dande ki jadd pakdi, aur muh se upar ka hissa chusne lagi. Bobbing Motion. Mera sar aage-piche ho raha tha. Mere baal unke pet par lag rahe the.
"Aaaahhh Sneha... Haan... Waise hi... Jeebh chala... Ufff..."
Suresh ji ka poora shareer akad gaya. Unke pairon ki ungliyan mud gayin. Unhone mera sar kas ke pakad liya. "Main... Main chhodne wala hoon...!"
Maine muh nahi hataya. Rachana ne kaha tha—"Pee jana." Suresh ji ne ek zor ka jhatka maara. "SNEHAAAAAA!"
Spurt... Spurt...

Mere muh ke andar... unke Garam, Gaadhe Virya ki pichkari chhoot gayi. Pehla shot seedha mere gale mein gaya. Maine gatak liya. Gulp. Dusra... Teera... Wo itna zyada tha ki mere muh se bahar behne laga.
Suresh ji haanfte huye ruk gaye. Maine muh hataya. Mera chehra... Hey Bhagwan. Mere honton par Safed Jhaag laga tha—Thook aur Virya ka mixture. Meri Kajal fail gayi thi. Meri Lipstick poori tarah se unke lund par aur mere thudi par fail chuki thi. Kuch boondein meri Satin Dress par gir gayi thin.
Main wahan baithi thi—Bikhri hui, gandi, par behad Satisfied. Maine apni ungli se apne honton par laga hua wo safed drav saaf kiya aur use chaat liya. "Namkeen hai..." maine fusfusaya.

Suresh ji ne mujhe kheench kar uthaya aur apni god mein bitha liya. Wo mujhe Kiss karne ke liye aage badhe. Unhone mere honthon ki taraf muh kiya.
Maine apna haath unke muh par rakh diya. "Na..." maine muskura kar kaha. "Wahan abhi 'Aap' lage huye hain. Aur wo... wo safayi maangta hai."
Suresh ji samajh gaye. Wo hase. "Theek hai... aaj Maathe par." Unhone mere maathe par ek gehra chumman diya. "Tu Devi hai Sneha. Tune aaj mujhe wo sukoon diya hai jo mujhe 56 saal mein nahi mila."
Unhone mujhe apni baahon mein bhar liya. Hum wahi kursi par, ek-dusre se lipat gaye. Mera sar unke nange seene par tha. Unka haath meri dress ke andar meri nangi peeth sehla raha tha.

Deewar ke us paar. Raju zameen par pada tha. Usne wo 'Climax' dekha tha. Usne dekha tha apni biwi ko wo 'Ganda Paani' peete huye. Usne dekha tha uska khush chehra.
Raju ke andar kuch toot gaya. Hamesha ke liye. Wo ab gussa nahi tha. Wo ab jal nahi raha tha. Wo bas Khatam ho gaya tha. Wo wahan andhere mein, farsh par sikud kar let gaya. Uski aankhon se aansu beh rahe the, par awaaz band ho gayi thi. Uski duniya lut chuki thi, aur lutne wali koi aur nahi... uski apni "Adarsh Patni" thi.

Wowww kya gajab ka Falatio karwaya hai. mazaa aa gaya.

 

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Chapter 69: Balcony ka Tamasha
[Location: Sneha ke Bedroom ki Balcony, Subah 11:00 AM]
Raat ke us toofan ke baad, aaj ki subah mere liye kisi nayi zindagi ki shuruaat thi.
Mera chehra chamak raha tha (afterglow). Mere honton par abhi bhi wo Namkeen Swaad mehsoos ho raha tha jo maine kal raat chakhha tha.
Suresh Babuji subah-subah kisi zaroori kaam se bahar gaye the.
Ghar mein Shanta Maa ji rasoi mein thin, aur Raju… Raju bechara aaj chutti par tha aur apne Guest Room mein pada chhat ghur raha tha.
Guest room ki khidki meri balcony ke theek neeche thi.
Mujhe pata tha wo wahan hai. Aur mujhe ye bhi pata tha ki wo meri har baat sun sakta hai.
Isliye maine aaj wahi jagah chuni—Raju ko jalane ke liye.
Maine apna phone uthaya aur Rachana ko call lagaya.
Maine apni awaaz jaan-bujh kar **Buland ** rakhi.
“Hello Rachana! Kaisi hai meri guru?” maine khanakti hui awaaz mein pucha.
Rachana ki hansi sunayi di. “Aha! Awaaz mein badi khanak hai aaj. Lagta hai ‘Mission’ successful raha? Kaisa tha ‘Prasad’?”
Maine guest room ki taraf dekha aur zor se kaha:
“Arre mat puch yaar! Kamaal tha! Kasam se Rachana… maine apni zindagi mein Asli Mard pehli baar mehsoos kiya.”
Neeche Raju ke kaan khade ho gaye.
“Sach mein?” Rachana ne pucha. “Size kaisa tha? Fit aaya muh mein?”
“Fit?” maine hanste huye kaha (taaki Raju sune). “Arre pagli, Fit kahan se aata? Wo toh itna Bada aur Mota tha ki mera jabda dukh gaya. Pura muh bhar gaya tha aur fir bhi aadha bahar tha. Gale tak liya maine… uff… kya Taqat thi usme!”
Maine ruk kar ek teer aur chhoda:
“Mujhe toh aaj pata chala ki ‘Size’ matter karta hai. Bechara Raju… uska toh uske saamne ‘Mungphali’ jaisa lagta hai. Pata nahi main paanch saal kaise jhel gayi us Thande aur Chhote aadmi ko.”
kamre mein, Raju ne takiya apne kaanon par rakh liya.
Uski biwi… uski saheli ko bata rahi thi ki uska lund chhota hai aur uska baap (Suresh) bada hai.
“Mungphali?” Raju rone laga. “Itni bezzati?”
Par wo kuch bol nahi sakta tha. Wo ‘Chup’ rehne ke saude mein bandha tha.
Phone par Rachana ne kaha, “Waah meri sherni! Tune toh Sasur ji ko nichod diya. Wo toh pagal ho gaye honge?”
“Haan,” maine kaha. “Keh rahe the ki aaj tak aisa sukh nahi mila. Mere sar par haath pher rahe the, pyaar kar rahe the.”
“Badhiya,” Rachana boli. “Tune diya, unhone liya. Ab baari teri hai Lene ki.”
“Lene ki? Par Doctor ne mana kiya hai na penetration ke liye,” maine kaha.
“Arre budhu!” Rachana chillaayi. “Penetration thodi karni hai. Jaise tune unhe Muh ka sukh diya… waise hi wo tujhe Jeebh ka sukh denge.”
Mera dil dhadakne laga.
“Matlab… wo meri…?”
“Haan!” Rachana ne samjhaya. "Unhe bolna ki ‘Suresh, maine aapka lollypop chusa… ab aap meri Katori chaato’.
Soch Sneha… wo 56 saal ka anubhavi mard… apni choudi, khurduri jeebh se jab teri Chut ko chaatega… uske daane ko chusega… toh tu toh paani ke jharne baha degi."
Mujhe imagine karke hi gilaas mehsoos hone lagi.
“Rachana… sharam aati hai…”
“Sharam chhod. Aaj raat hi bol dena. Unki moochhein jab wahan gudgudayengi na… maza aa jayega.”
Rachana ne aage kaha, “Par sunn… agar chatwana hai, toh ‘Plate’ saaf honi chahiye.”
“Matlab?”
“Matlab wahan ke Baal,” Rachana ne professional advice di. “Poora saaf mat karwana… wo boring hota hai. Thoda Design mein rakhna.”
“Design?” main hairan thi.
"Haan. Parlour ja. Wahan ‘Bikini Wax’ karwa. Unse bolna ki neeche ek chhota sa Dil ya Teer (Arrow) ka shape chhod dein.
Jab Suresh ji teri taangein kholenge aur wahan ‘Dil’ bana dekhenge… toh wo wahin pagal ho jayenge. Unhe lagega ki ye ‘Dil’ unke liye dhadak raha hai… neeche wala."
Maine socha… Dil ka shape? Meri yoni par?
Idea bahut hi Slutty aur Hot tha.
“Theek hai… main aaj hi jaungi.”
“Aur ek aakhri dhamaka,” Rachana ne aawaz dheemi ki (par main abhi bhi zor se bol rahi thi, bas words cryptic the).
“Sneha, tu unhe ek Permanent Surprise de.”
“Kya?”
“Ek Tattoo .”
“Tattoo? Kahan?”
“Wahan… jahan sirf Wo dekh sakein. Ya toh teri Naabhi ke neeche… ya teri Jaangh ke andar… ya fir teri Kamar par jahan wo ‘Love Bite’ dete hain.”
“Kya likhwaun?”
Rachana ne sujhaav diya:
“Kuch aisa jo unhe Maalik feel karaye. Jaise… ‘Suresh ki Zameen’… ya ‘Sirf Suresh ke liye’… ya koi aisa symbol jo unki mardangi ko darshaye (jaise Sher ka panja).”
“Par aisi dukaan kahan hai?” maine pucha. “Yahan toh sab normal tattoo wale hain.”
“Arre sheher mein ek nayi jagah khuli hai” Rachana ne bataya. “Wahan private rooms hain. Wo log aise ‘Personal’ tattoo banate hain. Wahan ladke-ladkiyan apne private parts par bhi banwate hain. Safe hai.”
Mera dimaag ghoom gaya.
Ek tattoo… jo hamesha mere shareer par rahega… Suresh ke naam ka.
Raju bhale hi sindoor dekh le, par Suresh wo tattoo dekhenge.
“Main jaungi Rachana!” maine zor se kaha (Raju ko sunane ke liye). “Mujhe wo ‘Thappa’ lagwana hai. Taaki poori duniya ko (aur khaaskar ghar ke logon ko) pata chale ki ye cheez kiski hai.”
Neeche Raju confuse tha.
“Thappa? Kaisa thappa? Property ka?”
Usne socha shayad zameen ki baat ho rahi hai.
Par fir usne suna—“Jahan sirf wo dekh sakein.”
Raju ka dil baith gaya.
“Ye apne shareer par Papa ka naam likhwane wali hai? Tattoo?”
Usne imagine kiya ki Sneha ki nangi kamar par ‘Suresh’ likha hai.
Ye uske liye kisi ‘Daag’ se kam nahi tha.
“Theek hai Rachana,” maine kaha. “Main aaj dopahar ko hi nikalti hoon. Parlour aur Tattoo… dono kaam nipat jayenge. Jab wo raat ko aayenge… toh unhe ‘Nayi Sneha’ milegi.”
Maine phone kaata.
Maine balcony se neeche jhanka.
Maine dekha Raju ki khidki ka parda hila. Wo wahan tha. Sun raha tha.
Maine muskurate huye zor se khud se kaha:
“Bechara Raju… use toh kabhi Dekhne ko bhi nahi mila hoga dhang se… aur aaj koi Chaatne wala hai.”
Main apne kamre mein aayi aur tayar hone lagi.
Aaj mujhe apne ‘Maidan’ ko saaf karwana tha… aur apne shareer par apne Maalik ka naam likhwana tha.

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Chapter 70: Nazar ka Darr
[Location: Ghar ka Hall, Dopahar 12:30 PM]
Ghar mein dopehar ka aalsi waqt tha, par Shanta Maa ji ke chehre par hawaiyan udd rahi thin.
Wo abhi-abhi apne kamre se nikli thin, pasine mein tar. Unhe dopehar ki neend mein ek bura sapna aaya tha.
Unhone dekha tha ki ek Kaali Billi (jo shayad Raju ya samaj ka prateek thi) unki Bahu ke ‘Phoolte huye Pet’ (bhavishya ke) ko ghoor rahi hai.
“Hey Bhagwan… Mere vansh par kisi ki nazar na lage,” Shanta ji badbadayin.
Unhone turant Raju ko awaaz lagayi, jo sofe par baitha phone mein ghusa hua tha
“Raju! Idhar aa!”
Raju aalsi tarike se utha. “Kya hua Maa? Kyu chilla rahi hain?”
Shanta ji ne chinta mein kaha, “Mujhe abhi sapna aaya. Bahu ko nazar lagne wali hai. Wo ab itni Sundar aur Bhari ho gayi hai (Suresh ke pyaar se) ki logon ki aankhein uspar tikti hain.”
“Toh main kya karun?” Raju ne chidh kar pucha.
“Ja, abhi bazaar ja,” Shanta ji ne hukm diya. “Aur Mandir ke bahar wale pandit se ek Abhimantrit Kaala Dhaaga lekar aa.”
“Kaala Dhaaga? Kyu?”
“Bahu ki Kamar par baandhna hai,” Shanta ji ne faisla sunaya. “Kamar par dhaaga rahega toh koi buri nazar uske garbh tak nahi pahunchegi.”
Raju ne matha peet liya. “Maa, ye 21vin sadi hai. Ye dhaaga-tabeez sab bakwaas hai. Sneha waise hi mujhe paas nahi aane deti, ab main ye dhaaga lekar jaunga toh wo aur bhadak jayegi.”
“Tu bas lekar aa!” Shanta ji ne daanta. “Baandhne ka kaam tere Babuji ka hai. Waise bhi… Pati ko baandhna chahiye, par tere haath toh ‘Shubh’ nahi hain (kyunki tu baanjh hai). Isliye main Suresh ji se kahungi.”
Shanta ji ne anjane mein Raju ko fir zaleel kar diya.
Raju behes karne hi wala tha ki…
Tring-Tong!
Doorbell baji.
Raju ne darwaza khola.
Samne Rachana khadi thi.
Aur kya lag rahi thi!
Rachana ne ek Tight Sleeveless Kurti aur Jeans pehen rakhi thi. Wo sheher ki hawa mein rachi-basi thi. Uski chaal mein ek ‘Nakhra’ tha aur honton par ek shaitaani muskurahat.
Use pata tha ki is ghar ke andar kya khichdi pak rahi hai (Sneha se sab sun chuki thi), par usne chehre par masoomiyat odh rakhi thi.
“Namaste Raju Ji!” Rachana ne jaan-bujh kar thoda aage jhuk kar namaste kiya, jisse uska cleavage Raju ki aankhon ke saamne aa gaya.
Raju, jo waise hi tharki aur pyaasa tha, ek pal ke liye hil gaya.
“A-Arre Rachana ji… aaiye aaiye,” Raju ne rasta diya, andar hi andar khush hote huye ki koi toh dhang ki aurat use bhaav de rahi hai.
Rachana andar aayi aur seedha Shanta ji ke paas gayi.
“Pranaam Aunty ji! Kaisi hain aap? Bada shor sunayi de raha tha bahar tak.”
Shanta ji ne muh banaya. “Kuch nahi beta, ye Raju hai na… sunta hi nahi. Main keh rahi hoon Bahu ke liye ‘Kaala Dhaaga’ la de, nazar na lage. Ye kehta hai andh-vishwas hai.”
Rachana ne Raju ki taraf dekha. Uski aankhon mein mazaak tha.
“Oho Raju ji…” Rachana ne chedte huye kaha. "Aap mard log kya jaano auraton ki Nazuk cheezon ke baare mein?
Sneha abhi jis ‘Daur’ se guzar rahi hai (Suresh ke pyaar ka daur), usme toh uske Roop par sabki nazar hai. Nazar toh lagni hi hai."
Rachana ne Shanta ji ka haath pakda.
"Aunty ji sahi keh rahi hain. Kamar par kaala dhaaga bahut zaroori hai.
Aur waise bhi Raju ji…" Rachana ne Raju ke kareeb jakar, dheere se kaha, “Suna hai Kamzor mardon ki biwiyon ko nazar jaldi lagti hai. Kyunki pati ka ‘Tej’ unhe bacha nahi pata.”
Ye sunte hi Raju ka rang safed pad gaya.
“Ise pata hai kya?” Raju ne socha. “Nahi nahi… ise kaise pata hoga ki main namard hoon? Ye bas mazaak kar rahi hai.”
Raju ne jhenp kar kaha, “Mera wo matlab nahi tha… main bas…”
“Bas bas…” Rachana ne haath dikhaya. “Behas mat kijiye. Bado ki baat maaniye. Auraton ki kamar aur pet ka maamla hai… aap door hi rahiye toh acha hai.”
Rachana ne Raju ko upar se neeche tak dekha, jaise koi rejected item dekh rahi ho.
“Aap jaiye dhaaga lene. Der mat kijiye. Sneha ka ‘Suraksha Kavach’ zaroori hai.”
**
Shanta ji khush ho gayin ki Rachana unke side hai.
“Dekha? Samajhdaar log samajhte hain.”
Rachana ne mauka dekha.
“Aunty ji, dhaaga toh shaam ko bandhega. Abhi main Sneha ko lene aayi hoon.”
“Kahan?” Shanta ji ne pucha.
“Wo… thoda Parlour jana tha,” Rachana ne bahana banaya. “Sneha ka mann behal jayega. Thoda Waxing-Vaxing karwa legi, saaf-safayi ho jayegi. Aapko toh pata hai… ghar mein Bahu saaf-suthri rahe toh barkat khush rehti hai.”
Rachana ne ‘Barkat’ (Suresh) par zor diya. Shanta ji samajh gayin ki Bahu ko ‘Taiyar’ hona hai.
“Haan haan, le ja. Zaroori hai. Bahu thodi ‘Chamkegi’ toh ghar mein acha lagega.”
Raju beech mein bola, “Parlour? Main chhod deta hoon…”
Rachana ne turant kaat diya.
"Ufffo Raju ji! Parlour mein mardon ka kya kaam? Wahan hum auratein Nangi hokar… mera matlab hai… khul kar baatein karti hain. Aap wahan bore ho jayenge.
Aap jaiye… Dhaaga laiye. Wahi aapki Zimmedari hai."
Rachana ne ‘Zimmedari’ shabd aise bola jaise keh rahi ho—“Tum bas naukar ho, maalik mat bano.”
**
Raju bechara akela pad gaya. Maa bhi khilaaf, biwi ki saheli bhi khilaaf.
“Theek hai… main lata hoon dhaaga,” Raju ne mari hui awaaz mein kaha.
Wo darwaze ki taraf badha.
Jaate-jaate usne dekha ki Rachana aur Shanta ji hans-hans kar baatein kar rahi hain.
Rachana ne Raju ki taraf dekh kar aankh maari—ek aisi aankh jo keh rahi thi, “Mera raaz, tera raaz.”
Raju ghar se nikal gaya.
Use itanan hi pata tha ki uski biwi parlour sirf ‘Waxing’ ke liye nahi, usko ye nahi pata tha ko wo apni kamar aur jaanghon par ‘Suresh ki Mohar’ (Tattoo) lagwane ja rahi hai.
**
Raju ke jaane ke baad Rachana ne Shanta ji se kaha:
“Aunty, main zara Sneha se mil loon? Upar kamre mein hai na?”
“Haan beta, ja. Wo tera hi intezaar kar rahi hai.”
Rachana seedhiyan chadh kar upar gayi.
Uske dimaag mein Sneha ke liye wo ‘Design’ taiyar tha jo aaj shaam Suresh ji ko pagal karne wala tha.
Ab do saheliyan milengi… aur Tattoo ka plan final hoga.

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Chapter 71: Band Kamre ki Gossip
[Location: Sneha ka Bedroom, Dopahar ]
Neeche hall mein Shanta Maa ji aur Raju ke beech ka drama khatam ho chuka tha. Raju, apmanit aur thaka hua, ‘Kaala Dhaaga’ lene ke liye bazaar nikal gaya tha.
Main, Sneha, apne kamre mein aaine ke saamne baithi thi.
Mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Aaj main wo karne ja rahi thi jo kisi bhi ‘Shareef’ ghar ki bahu sapne mein bhi nahi sochti—apne Private Parts ko saaf karwana, aur wahan apne Sasur ke naam ka Tattoo banwana.
Tabhi darwaze par halki si aahat hui aur bina khatkhataye darwaza khula.
Rachana andar aayi aur turant piche mud kar usne Kundi (Latch) laga di.
Khataak.
Is aawaz ne mujhe bata diya ki ab humari baatein in chaar diwariyon se bahar nahi jayengi.
Rachana mere paas aayi aur mujhe piche se gale laga liya. Uski Tight Kurti mein kase huye boobs meri peeth par dabe.
“Bol meri jaan…” Rachana ne shaitaani hansi ke saath pucha. “Kal raat phone par toh bada udd rahi thi. Sach mein maza aaya ya bas hawa bana rahi thi?”
Main ghoom gayi aur use bistar par kheench liya. Hum dono aamne-saamne baithe the.
“Maza?” maine aankhein badi karke kaha. “Rachana… mujhe laga hi nahi ki main kisi 56 saal ke aadmi ke saath hoon. Unka wo… wo ‘Hathiyar’… Uff! Mere muh mein abhi tak dard hai.”
Maine apne gaal par haath phera.
“Pura andar tak liya maine. Aur jab unhone… jab unhone ‘Chhoda’… toh itna saara tha ki main gatak bhi nahi paayi. Sab bahar beh gaya.”
Rachana ki aankhein chamak uthin. “Haaye! Matlab Sasur ji poore bhare huye the? Sahi hai. Ab tu unki ‘Raakh’ nahi, ‘Aag’ ban gayi hai.”
Rachana ne mera haath pakda aur meri Saari ki taraf ishara kiya.
“Par ab sunn… muh ka kaam toh ho gaya. Ab baari hai Neeche ki.”
Usne meri jaanghon par haath mara.
"Aaj raat ko jab wo tujhe ‘Chaatne’ ke liye kholenge… toh wahan koi rukawat nahi honi chahiye.
Maine suna hai tu Raju ke saath toh kabhi wax nahi karwati thi? Bas wo trimmer chala leti thi?"
Main sharma gayi. “Haan… Raju ko kya fark padta tha? Wo toh kabhi dhang se dekhta bhi nahi tha.”
“Par Suresh ji dekhenge,” Rachana ne samjhaya. "Wo Buzurg hain, unhe safayi pasand hai. Unhe Chikna Maidan chahiye taaki unki jeebh phisal sake.
Isliye aaj hum Full Brazilian Wax karwayenge. Ekdam smooth."
Tabhi Rachana ne apna phone nikala aur ek app khola. Uski aankhon mein ek ‘Lalach’ tha.
“Aur sunn Sneha… hum us sadak-chaap parlour mein nahi jayenge. Hum sheher ke sabse bade, High-Class Salon mein jayenge—‘Velvet Curves’.”
“Wo toh bahut mehnga hoga?” maine chinta jatayi.
“Arre wahi toh baat hai!” Rachana ne aankh maari. "Wahan ek Scheme chal rahi hai.
Agar main kisi ‘Naye Customer’ (tujhe) ko lekar jaungi, toh ‘Referral’ ke chakkar mein tujhe 50% Discount milega… aur mujhe meri agli Full Body Polishing Free milegi."
Rachana hansi. “Tera kaam saste mein ho jayega, aur mera shareer bhi chamak jayega (mere budhe lover ke liye). Ek teer se do nishaane!”
Main hansi. “Tu nahi sudhregi. Apana fayda dhoond hi leti hai.”
“Fayda toh tera hai pagli,” Rachana ne kaha. “Jab Suresh ji teri chikni kamar aur taangein dekhenge… toh wo discount nahi, Bonus denge tujhe.”
Hum khade huye.
Maine jaldi se apni saari theek ki. Maine purse mein dher saare paise rakh liye (jo Suresh ji ne mujhe ‘Ghar kharch’ ke naam par diye the, par asliyat mein unhe pata tha main unhi ke liye kharch karungi).
“Chal,” Rachana ne kaha. “Der mat kar. Raju ke aane se pehle hamein wapas aana hai. Dhaaga baad mein bandhega, pehle Tattoo aur Wax hoga.”
Hum niche utre. Shanta Maa ji apne kamre mein aaram kar rahi thin.
“Maa ji, hum ja rahe hain!” maine awaaz lagayi.
“Ja beta, jaldi aana,” andar se awaaz aayi.
Hum ghar ke bahar nikle. Rachana ki Laal Rang ki Scooty khadi thi.
Rachana ne start kiya. Vrooom!
Main piche baithi. Maine dono pair ek taraf karke baithne ki koshish ki, par Rachana ne toka.
“Arre fashion mein baith! Pair khol kar. Gir jayegi warna.”
Maine dono pair scooty ke dono taraf karke baith gayi.
Rachana ne race di.
Hawa mere baalon ko uda rahi thi.
Rachana tezi se chala rahi thi. Jab bhi wo break maarti, mera bhara hua Seena uski peeth se takra jata.
Hum do jawan auratein, sheher ki sadkon par, apne-apne ‘Gande Raaz’ lekar ja rahi thin.
Log humein dekh rahe the.
Ek taraf Rachana—bindaas, modern.
Dusri taraf main—Saree mein lipti hui, par andar se Suresh ki Aurat banne ke liye betaab.
Kareeb 20 minute baad, hum sheher ke Posh area mein pahunche.
Ek badi si building ke ground floor par kaanch ka darwaza tha. Upar bade golden letters mein likha tha:
VELVET CURVES
(Beauty, Spa & Tattoo Studio)
Bahar se hi andar ki neeli aur gulabi roshni dikh rahi thi.
Ye jagah gaon ke beauty parlour jaisi nahi thi. Yahan Ameer Gharon ki Auratein aati thin—wo jo apne patiyon ke liye nahi, balki apne shauk ke liye sajti thin.
Rachana ne scooty park ki.
“Pahunch gaye,” usne helmet utaarte huye kaha.
“Tayar hai tu? Dard hoga thoda… par maza bahut aayega.”
Maine us chamakti hui dukaan ko dekha.
Mera dil ghabra raha tha, par mere shareer mein ek Siharan thi.
“Chalo…” maine kaha. “Aaj aar ya paar.”
Humne kaanch ka darwaza dhakela aur AC ki thandi hawa ne humara swagat kiya.
Ab mera ‘Makeover’ shuru hone wala tha.
Aur sabse pehle… meri Yoni ki safayi aur uspe lagne wali Mohar (Tattoo).

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Chapter 72: The Heart-Shaped Patch
[Location: ‘Velvet Curves’ Beauty Parlour, Private Waxing Room, Dopahar 1:45 PM]
Parlour ka wo private kamra behad thanda tha, lekin meri taango ke beech aag lagi hui thi.
Main massage table par leti hui thi. Mere shareer ke nichle hisse se saree aur petticoat hata diya gaya tha. Meri gori, bhari hui taangein (legs) hawa mein faili hui thin—Frog Position mein.
Mere saamne ek young Beautician (Juhi) khadi thi, jiske haath mein garam wax ka spatula tha. Aur mere sarhane khadi Rachana bade shauk se ye nazara dekh rahi thi.
Juhi ne wax lagana shuru kiya. Garam-garam wax meri Yoni ke baalon par lag raha tha.
“Ma’am, poora saaf kar doon? Brazilian?” Juhi ne pucha.
Isse pehle ki main kuch bolti, Rachana ne beech mein hukm diya.
“Nahi nahi!” Rachana ne aankh maari. “Poora maidan saaf mat karna. Beech mein… bilkul Katori ke upar… ek chhota sa ‘Heart Shape’ chhod dena.”
Juhi hansi. “Oho! Valentine special?”
“Haan,” Rachana ne meri taraf dekh kar kaha. “Inke ‘Valentine’ ko dil bahut pasand hai. Jab wo wahan pahunchenge, toh unhe pata chalna chahiye ki ye dil kiske liye dhadak raha hai.”
Juhi ne samajhdaari se sar hilaya aur carefully baalon ko shape dena shuru kiya.
Chharrrr!
Juhi ne strip kheench di.
“Aaaaahhh! Maa!” main chillayi.
Meri nazuk jagah se baal jad se ukhad gaye the. Meri aankhon mein paani aa gaya. Wahan ki chamdi laal pad gayi.
“Bas bas… natak mat kar,” Rachana ne mere haath ko dabaya.
Usne mere kaan mein jhuk kar kaha:
“Ye dard kuch bhi nahi hai Sneha. Soch… aaj raat jab Suresh ji ki choudi, gili aur khurduri Jeebh is laal hui chamdi par lagegi… jab wo tere is naye ‘Dil’ ko chaatenge… tab ye saara dard maza ban jayega. Ek-ek aansu vasool ho jayega.”
Rachana ki baaton ne mere dard ko Uttejna mein badal diya.
Maine socha—Haan… jab wo wahan chumenge, toh kitna thanda lagega.
Waxing khatam hui.
Juhi ne soothing lotion lagaya.
“Dekhiye Ma’am,” Juhi ne ek Hand Mirror mujhe pakdaya. “Kaisa lag raha hai?”
Maine darrte-darrte sheesha apne taango ke beech kiya.
Nazara dekh kar meri saansein ruk gayin.
Wahan… jahan hamesha ghaas-phoos rehti thi… ab wahan Doodh jaisi Safed aur Chikni chamdi thi.
Mere Lips saaf dikh rahe the, thode sooje huye aur gulaabi.
Aur theek upar… kaale baalon ka ek chhota sa, perfect Paan (Heart) ka nishaan bana hua tha.
Main khud ko hi ghurti reh gayi.
“Hey Bhagwan… ye main hoon?”
Mere dimaag mein Raju ka khayal aaya.
“Paanch saal ho gaye shadi ko… Raju ne kabhi light jala kar dekha bhi nahi hoga ki wahan kya hai. Usne kabhi maanga hi nahi.”
Aur aaj… aaj main ise itni mehnat se saja rahi thi… kiske liye?
Apne Sasur ke liye.
Kyunki wo iske asli Paarkhi the.
“Suresh ise dekh kar paagal ho jayenge…” maine sheeshe mein apne us ‘Dil’ ko dekh kar muskuraya.
Juhi ne gaur se dekha.
“Ma’am… ek suggestion doon?”
“Boliye?”
“Aapki skin bahut fair hai, par Inner Thighs aur ‘Wahan’ ke aas-paas thoda dark pigmentation hai. Agar aap kahein toh main Intimate Bleach laga deti hoon. Ekdam Gulaabi ho jayega. Bilkul foreign wali feel aayegi.”
Mera chehra sharam se laal ho gaya. “Gulaabi?”
Mujhe subah ka scene yaad aaya.
Bathroom mein… jab maine Suresh ji ka auzaar saaf kiya tha… toh unhone kaha tha—“Saaf aur Chikna hona chahiye.”
Unhe Gulaabi cheezein pasand thin (jaise mere nipple).
“Laga dijiye,” maine bina soche haan kar di. “Jo sabse best ho, wo kijiye. Mujhe sab kuch Perfect chahiye. Daag nahi hona chahiye koi.”
Juhi ne bleach lagana shuru kiya. Thodi jalan hui, par mujhe laga main Suresh ji ke liye taiyar ho rahi hoon.
Jab bleach apna kaam kar raha tha, Rachana ne deewar par lage posters dekhe.
Wahan Body Piercing ke designs the.
“Oye Sneha!” Rachana ne meri chhati ki taraf ishara kiya (jo blouse ke andar bhi ufan rahi thi).
“Tu Niplle Piercing kyu nahi karwa leti? Ek chhota sa Silver Ring? Tere bade-bade nipples par bahut sexy lagega. Jab wo hilenge toh ring chamkegi.”
Maine turant mana kar diya.
“Nahi! Bilkul nahi!”
“Kyu? Darr lag raha hai?”
“Darr nahi Rachana,” maine serious hokar kaha. “Tujhe pata hai na… Suresh ji ko mere nipples Choosna kitna pasand hai? Wo subah-shaam ‘Sucking’ karte hain.”
Maine apni chhati par haath rakha.
“Agar wahan Loha hoga… toh unke daanton mein lagega. Unki jeebh ko rukawat hogi. Unhe Natural maas ka swaad pasand hai, lohe ka nahi. Unhe acha nahi lagega agar unke muh mein kuch chubhega.”
Rachana ye sunkar dang reh gayi. Fir wo zor se hansi.
“Waah ri meri ‘Maa’!” Rachana ne taana maara.
“Maine socha tu kahegi ki—‘Nahi Rachana, aage chalkar Bacha paida hoga, use doodh peene mein dikkat hogi, infection ho jayega.’”
Rachana ne meri naak kheench di.
"Par tujhe bache ke future ki nahi… Sasur ke Swaad ki chinta hai?
Tujhe ye fikar nahi ki tera hone wala bacha kaise piyega… tujhe ye fikar hai ki tera ‘Boodha Bacha’ kaise chusega?"
Rachana ki baat sunkar main paani-paani ho gayi.
Sach mein… mere dimaag mein bacha aaya hi nahi tha. Mere dimaag mein sirf Suresh the.
Mera doodh, mera jism, mera sab kuch… ab pehle Unka tha.
“Tu bahut badmaash hai Rachana,” maine sharmaate huye kaha. “Ab chal… der ho rahi hai. Raju aa jayega.”
“Raju bhaad mein gaya,” Rachana ne kaha. “Abhi toh Tattoo baaki hai. Asli ‘Mohar’ toh ab lagegi.”
Hum parlour se nikle.
Main chal rahi thi toh mujhe apne taango ke beech ek ajeeb si, Thandi aur Nangi hawa mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Mera ‘Heart’ dhadak raha tha… neeche wala bhi.
Ab baari thi uspar naam likhwane ki.

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Chapter 73: Sui ki Chubhan
[Location: ‘Velvet Curves’ Tattoo Studio, Private Section, Dopahar 2:30 PM]
Waxing ke baad meri chamdi abhi bhi jal rahi thi, par mere dimaag mein ek alag hi nasha chhaya hua tha.
Hum Tattoo Section mein gaye.
Wahan ka mahual alag tha. Hawa mein ‘Dettol’ aur ‘Ink’ ki teekhi gandh thi, aur background mein tattoo machine ki Bzzz-Bzzz awaaz gunj rahi thi.
Studio ke andar ek Ladka baitha tha—Ricky.
Wo lamba tha, patla tha, aur usne khud apne pure shareer par tattoos banwa rakhe the. Uske kaanon mein baaliyan thin aur chaal mein ek ajeeb si lachak thi.
Main darwaze par hi ruk gayi.
“Rachana…” maine ghabra kar uska haath pakda. “Ye toh Ladka hai! Main… main iske saamne kapde kaise utaarungi? Wo… wo jagah dikhani padegi.”
Rachana hansi aur mujhe andar kheench liya.
“Arre darr mat bholi bhali gaay! Ye Ricky hai. Ise Auraton mein koi dilchaspi nahi hai. Ye ‘Rainbow’ wala hai (Gay). Iske liye tera jism bas ek canvas hai, aur kuch nahi.”
Ricky ne humein dekha aur bade style se haath hilaya. “Hi Darlings! Don’t worry, meri nazrein sirf meri ‘Kala’ par rehti hain. Aa jao, curtains band kar deta hoon.”
Ricky ki baaton se mujhe thodi rahat mili. Kam se kam wo mujhe gandi nazron se nahi dekhega. Par fir bhi… ek gair-mard mere un hisson ko chuyega jo Raju ne bhi dhang se nahi dekhe… ye soch kar mujhe ek ajeeb sa Romaanch mehsoos hua.
Main ‘Public Property’ nahi, balki kisi ki Private Property banne ja rahi thi, aur ye ladka bas uspar ‘Board’ laga raha tha.
“Kahan banana hai?” Ricky ne gloves pehente huye pucha.
Rachana ne meri Saree ka pallu hataya aur mere blouse ko piche se upar utha diya.
Meri gori, nangi peeth aur kamar khul gayi.
Wahan… theek reedh ki haddi ke neeche… abhi bhi wo Neela Nishaan halka sa dikh raha tha jo Suresh ji ne diya tha.
“Yahan,” Rachana ne us nishaan par ungli rakhi.
“Yahan likhna hai… ‘Suresh’s Only’.”
Ricky ne stencil lagaya. Thanda gel lagaya.
Main stool par ulti baithi thi.
Machine ki awaaz aayi. Bzzzzzzz…
Jaise hi Sui meri kamar ki haddi par lagi…
“Aaaahhh!” main machal gayi.
Dard teekha tha. Chubhne wala.
“Hilna mat,” Rachana ne mere kandhe pakad liye. "Soch Sneha… Jab wo tujhe Piche se karenge… jab wo jhukenge… toh unki nazrein seedha yahan padengi.
Unhe tera naam nahi, apna naam dikhega. Unhe yaad rahega ki ye ‘Maal’ sirf unka hai."
Mera dard dhire-dhire maze mein badalne laga.
Suresh’s Only.
Har akshar ke saath mujhe laga jaise Suresh ji wahan apne daant gada rahe hain.
“Ab agla?” Ricky ne pucha.
Rachana ne mujhe seedha litaya.
Usne meri saree aur petticoat ko Naabhi se neeche khiska diya.
Mera gora pet, aur waxing ke baad chikna ho chuka Pedu (Pubic Mound) dikh raha tha.
Maine sharam se aankhein band kar li.
“Yahan…” Rachana ne meri Naabhi ke theek neeche, jahan se baal shuru hote hain (jo ab ‘Dil’ ke shape mein the), wahan ishara kiya.
“Yahan ek Taala banao. Aur uske andar likho ‘S’.”
Ricky ne kaam shuru kiya.
Pet ki chamdi naram hoti hai. Wahan suii chalne par mujhe gudgudi aur jalan dono ho rahi thi.
Mere pet ke muscles fadphada rahe the.
Rachana mere kaan mein fusfusayi:
"Dekh… Taala lag gaya. Is taale ki Chaabi kiske paas hai? Sirf tere Sasur ke paas.
Ab Raju chahe jitna zor laga le… ye taala uske liye nahi khulega."
Maine apni mutthi bheech li.
Haan… main bandh gayi thi. Hamesha ke liye.
“Aur aakhri?”
Rachana ne meri taangein pakdi aur unhe chauda kar diya.
“Yahan… Inner Thigh par. Bahut upar. Jahan sirf tab dikhe jab ye taangein khol kar leti ho.”
Ricky ne meri gori jaangh ke sabse naram, sabse sensitive hisse ko saaf kiya.
Wahan likhna tha: “Property of Suresh”.
Jaise hi wahan suii lagi…
“Maaaaa! Ooooohhh!”
Meri aankhon se paani nikal gaya.
Wahan ki chamdi bahut patli thi. Dard bardasht se bahar tha. Aisa laga jaise koi wahan aag laga raha ho.
Rachana ne mera chehra pakad liya.
“Seh le Sneha! Is dard ko mehsoos kar. Soch ki ye Suresh ji ke Daant hain jo tujhe kaat rahe hain. Wo tujhe ‘Mark’ kar rahe hain.”
Maine apni aankhein kass ke band kar li.
Mere dimaag mein Suresh ji ka chehra aa gaya. Unki moochhein, unki aankhein.
Maine dard mein unka naam japna shuru kar diya.
"Suresh… Aahhh… Suresh… Maalik…"
Ricky bhi ek pal ke liye ruka.
Usne aaj tak ladkiyon ko apne bf ya pati ka naam lete suna tha. Par ye ladki… itni shiddat se, itni tadap se jis naam ko pukaar rahi thi, wo kisi bhagwan ke naam jaisa lag raha tha.
Jab “Suresh” ka ‘S’ meri jaangh par khud raha tha, aur usme se halka khoon ris raha tha…
Rachana ne chupke se apna phone nikala.
Usne mera chehra nahi liya.
Usne sirf meri Faili hui Taangein, meri nangi jaangh, aur uspar chalti hui machine ka close-up video banaya.
Suii andar ja rahi thi… Ink bhar rahi thi… aur Khoon nikal raha tha.
“Ye kyu?” maine dard mein pucha.
“Ye Teaser hai,” Rachana ne aankh maari. “Abhi nahi bhejenge. Raat ko… jab wo tujhe kholenge… tab unhe ye dikhega. Aur baad mein jab wo akele honge, toh ye video dekh kar unka lund phat jayega.”
Kareeb ek ghante baad kaam khatam hua.
Main uth kar aaine ke saamne khadi hui.
Mere shareer ke teenon hisse—Kamar, Naabhi ke neeche, aur Jaangh—ab laal pad chuke the. Wahan ki chamdi sooj gayi thi aur usme se halka khoon aur plasma ris raha tha.
Ricky ne un par petroleum jelly laga di thi, jisse wo chamak rahe the.
Maine aaine mein dekha.
Mere gore shareer par wo Kaali Syaahi kisi ‘Mohar’ ki tarah dikh rahi thi.
"Property of Suresh".
Maine apni ungli se us taaze bane huye tattoo ko chua.
“Sssss…” main sihar gayi.
Jalan thi. Chubhan thi.
Par dil mein ek ajeeb sa sukoon tha.
“Dekh Rachana…” maine apni saheli ko dikhaya, meri aankhon mein ek junoon tha. "Ab main chah kar bhi kabhi Raju ki nahi ho sakti. Agar galti se bhi kabhi Raju ne mere kapde utare… toh ye naam padh kar wo wahi mar jayega.
Ye tattoo nahi… ye meri Mukti hai.
Mere jism par Suresh ka naam chap gaya hai… hamesha ke liye."
Rachana ne mujhe gale laga liya. “Maan gayi tujhe Sneha. Tu toh Paagal Premi nikli. Ab chal, kapde pehen le. Hamein ghar pahunchna hai.”
Maine apni saree aur petticoat wapas pehna.
Kapda jaise hi meri Kacchi Chamdi se ragad khaya, mujhe ek teekhi jalan mehsoos hui.
Par maine us jalan ko enjoy kiya. Har ragad mujhe yaad dila rahi thi ki main kiski hoon.
Hum wapas scooty par the.
Raasta kharaab tha. Har speed-breaker, har gadda meri taaza ‘Branded’ skin par asar kar raha tha.
Jab scooty uchalti, toh meri Kamar ka tattoo petticoat ke naade se ragad khata.
Jab main pair faila kar baithti, toh meri Jaangh ka ‘Property’ wala tattoo aapas mein ghisata.
“Aahhh…” main piche baithi baar-baar siskari leti rahi.
“Kya hua?” Rachana ne aage se chillaya. “Maza aa raha hai?”
“Bahut…” maine hawa mein kaha. “Aisa lag raha hai jaise Suresh ji abhi bhi mujhe kaat rahe hain. Ye jalan mujhe ghar tak garam rakhegi.”

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Hum ghar pahunche. Shaam ke 5 baj rahe the. Ghar ke hall mein shaam ki dhoop dhal rahi thi.
Ghar ke darwaze par Raju khada tha.
Wo bazaar se wapas aa chuka tha. Uske haath mein wo Kaala Dhaaga tha jo Shanta Maa ji ne mangwaya tha. Raju ke haath mein wo Abhimantrit Kaala Dhaaga tha jo wo mandir se laya tha. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb si bechaini thi—ek taraf gussa, aur dusri taraf ek ‘Mauka’ milne ki umeed.
Use laga tha ki Dhaaga baandhne ke bahane hi sahi, wo apni biwi ki Nangi Kamar ko chu payega. Wo us mulayam chamdi ko mehsoos kar payega jo ab usse cheen li gayi hai.
Hamein dekhte hi Raju aage aaya. Usne meri taraf shakk aur gusse se dekha.
“Itni der laga di Parlour mein? Kya karwa rahi thi?”
Rachana ne turant jawaab diya, “Arre Raju ji, khubsurti mein waqt lagta hai. Dekhiye Sneha ko… kitni Nikhar gayi hai.”
Raju ne mujhe dekha.
Mera chehra waakai mein chamak raha tha (dard aur excitement ki wajah se).
Par use kya pata tha ki meri saari ke neeche kya ‘Nikhara’ hai.
“Chalo andar,” Raju ne rookhepan se kaha. “Maa intezaar kar rahi hai. Dhaaga baandhna hai.”
Hum andar gaye. Hall mein Shanta Maa ji sofe par baithi thin. Unhone Rachana ko vida kar diya tha.
“Aa gayi Bahu? La Raju, dhaaga de.”
Shanta ji ne wo mantra-padha hua Kaala Dhaaga liya.
“Bahu, idhar aa. Pallu hata thoda. Kamar par baandhna hai.”
Mera dil zor se dhadka.
Kamar par?
Wahi toh maine abhi “Suresh’s Only” likhwaya tha! Meri kamar aur jaanghon par wo Taaze Tattoos aag ki tarah jal rahe the. Wahan ki chamdi laal aur sooji hui thi.
Agar Maa ji ne dekh liya toh?
“La Raju, dhaaga de,” Shanta ji ne haath badhaya. “Main baandh deti hoon. Der ho rahi hai.”
Raju aage badha. “Maa… main baandh deta hoon na? Pati hoon, mere haath se…”
Raju ne koshish ki. Wo chahta tha ki wo ye rasm kare.
Shanta ji kuch bolne hi wali thin ki maine beech mein hi unhe tok diya.
Mera dimaag bijli ki tarah chal raha tha. Agar Shanta ji ne baandha, toh shayad wo tattoo par dhyaan de dein. Aur agar Raju ne baandha… toh uska ganda haath mujhe bardasht nahi hoga.
"Suraksha wahi de sakta hai jo khud Samarth ho. Jo khud Shaktishali ho.
Raju… Raju toh khud kamzor hain (maine ‘Namard’ nahi kaha, par ishara wahi tha). Inke haath se bandha hua dhaaga kya asar karega? Kahin ulta asar na ho jaye?"
Raju, jo dhaaga lekar aage badh chuka tha aur almost meri kamar ke paas tha, use Shanta ji ne jhatke se rok diya.
“Ruk ja Raju!” Shanta ji chillaayi. “Hatt piche. Tere bas ki baat nahi hai ye.”
Raju ka muh khula ka khula reh gaya. “Par Maa… main laya hoon…”
“Laya hai toh kya hua?” Shanta ji ne uske haath se wo kaala dhaaga Cheen liya.
“Tu naukar ki tarah samaan la sakta hai, par Vidhi karne ka haq tera nahi hai. Tune toh vansh ko maarne ki koshish ki thi… tu raksha kya karega? Hatt!”
Raju ko dhakka laga.
Wo wahi khada reh gaya—haath khali, dil toota hua.
Use apni biwi ki kamar ko chune ka ekmaatr mauka bhi nahi mila.
Chapter 74: The Erotic Demand
[Location: Ghar ka Hall aur Bedroom]
Hall mein sannata chha gaya tha. Suresh Babuji ki garajdaar awaaz ne Raju ko wahi jamne par majboor kar diya tha.
Raju ke haath mein wo Kaala Dhaaga tha, par uski aankhon mein aansu aur gussa tha.
“Shor kaisa hai ye?” Suresh ji ne hall ke beechon-beech khade hokar pucha. Shanta ne suresh ji ke haath vo dhaaga tika diya.
“Maine kaha tha na Raju… tu sirf ‘Darshak’ hai. Vidhi tera kaam nahi.”
Suresh ji ne Raju ko ungli dikhayi.
“Jaa… Apne Guest Room mein ja. Aur darwaza band kar le. Mujhe Bahu ke kamre mein ‘Pooja’ karni hai.”
Raju ne ek baar Sneha ki taraf dekha. Sneha ne nazrein fher li.
Raju apmanit hokar, pair patak-te huye apne bil ki taraf bhaaga.
Dhadam! Usne darwaza band kiya. Par Suresh ji aur Sneha dono jante the ki wo soyega nahi… wo Dekhega.
Suresh ji ne mera haath pakda.
“Chal Bahu…” unhone mera haath apne seene se laga liya. “Dhaaga baandhna hai na? Yahan sabke saamne nahi… aaram se baandhenge.”
Hum bedroom mein gaye.
Suresh ji ne darwaza lock kiya. Khataak.
Kamre ki light madham thi.
Suresh ji mere paas aaye. Unke haath mein wo kaala dhaaga tha.
“Ghoom ja…” unhone fusfusaya.
Main ghoom gayi. Meri peeth unki taraf thi.
Main aaine mein dekh sakti thi ki wo mere piche khade hain, unki aankhon mein ek ajeeb si bhookh hai.
“Kamar par baandhna hai na?” Suresh ji ne pucha.
“Ji…”
Unhone mere blouse ko piche se thoda upar kiya.
Lekin Dhaaga Waist par nahi, balki Hips ke thoda upar bandhna tha.
Suresh ji ne apne dono haath meri saree ki pleats par rakhe.
Aur bina kisi jhijhak ke… unhone meri Saree aur Petticoat dono ko pakad kar neeche khiska diya.
Swishhh…
Kapda meri kamar se fisalta hua neeche gaya.
Mera petticoat ab mere Hips ke aadhe hisse par latak raha tha.
Meri gori, chikni kamar… meri reedh ki haddi ka wo gaddha… aur mere Butt Crack ki shuruaat… sab kuch nanga ho gaya.
Suresh ji dhaaga baandhne ke liye jhuke. Wo ghutno par baith gaye mere piche.
Jaise hi unki nazar meri *Lower Back par gayi… wo sunn reh gaye.
Wahan… jahan unhone parson wo Love Bite diya tha…
Theek uske upar… taazi, laal aur sooji hui skin par kaale aksharon mein khuda hua tha:
Suresh’s Only
Suresh ji ki saansein atak gayin. Unhone dhaaga chhod diya.
Unhone apni khurduri ungli us taaze tattoo par pheri.
“Sneha…” unki awaaz kaanp gayi. “Ye… Ye kya hai?”
Main aaine mein unhe dekh kar muskurayi.
“Ye Mohar hai Suresh. Aapne kaata tha na? Maine us nishaan ko hamesha ke liye amar karwa diya. Ab chahe koi bhi aa jaye… ye jism cheekh-cheekh kar kahega ki ye sirf Suresh ka hai.”
Suresh ji ka seena garv se phool gaya. Unhe laga jaise wo duniya ke sabse taqatwar mard hain.
Unhone wahan… us jalte huye tattoo par… apne geele honth rakh diye.
Smooch…
“Aahhh…” main dard aur maze mein machal gayi.
“Tu toh paagal hai meri jaan…” unhone kaha. “Par ye paagalpan mujhe pasand hai.”
Unhone wo Kaala Dhaaga uthaya aur use mere tattoo ke theek upar baandh diya.
Kala dhaaga us ‘Brand’ ki raksha kar raha tha.
Thik usi waqt… Guest Room mein.
Raju us Chhed se aankh lagaye khada tha.
Kyunki main Suresh ji ki taraf peeth karke khadi thi… mera Saamne ka Hissa seedha us chhed ki taraf tha.
Jab Suresh ji ne mera petticoat neeche khiskaya tha, toh wo sirf piche se nahi, Aage se bhi neeche hua tha.
Raju ne chhed se dekha.
Uski biwi ka gora, sapaat pet.
Uski gehri naabhi.
Aur uske theek neeche… jahan se uski ‘sharam’ shuru hoti hai… wahan ki skin laal aur sooji hui thi.
Raju ne aankh faad kar dekha.
Wahan ek Tattoo tha.
Ek Taala bana hua tha.
Aur us taale ke beech mein likha tha: “S”.
Raju ka dimaag phat gaya.
“Taala? Aur ‘S’? S matlab Suresh?”
Raju ko tattoos se nafrat thi. Wo ise ‘Randi-baazi’ aur ‘Vulgar’ maanta tha.
Par aaj… uski ‘Sati-Savitri’ biwi ne apne sabse private hisse par… uske baap ke naam ka taala lagwa liya tha.
Raju ne apna sar deewar par patka.
“Matlab chaabi mere paas kabhi thi hi nahi… Main toh bas darbaan tha.”
Jalan ke maare uska dam ghutne laga, par wo nazrein hata nahi pa raha tha.
Andar kamre mein, Suresh ji khade ho gaye. Unhone mujhe piche se apni baahon mein bhar liya.
Unka haath mere pet par us ‘Taale’ wale tattoo ko sehla raha tha (unhe abhi pata nahi tha ki wahan kya likha hai, bas skin mehsoos ho rahi thi).
“Tune mujhe itna bada tohfa diya Sneha…” Suresh ji ne mere kaan mein kaha. “Maang… aaj jo maangegi wo milega.”
Mera dil dhadakne laga. Rachana ki baat yaad aayi—“Ab lene ki baari hai.”
Main ghoomi aur unki aankhon mein dekha.
“Suresh… wo…” main sharma gayi. “Maine aapko ‘Muh’ ka sukh diya tha na?”
“Haan…” unhone aankhein band kar li, yaad karke. “Kamaal tha wo.”
“Toh… toh mujhe bhi waisa hi kuch chahiye.”
Suresh ji samjhe nahi (ya shayad teasing kar rahe the).
“Kya chahiye? Paisa? Gehne?”
Maine unke kurte ko pakad kar kheencha.
“Nahi… Gehne nahi. Mujhe… Mujhe wo chahiye jo aapne subah kaha tha.”
“Kya kaha tha?” wo muskura rahe the.
Maine himmat jutayi.
“Aapne kaha tha… ‘Saaf rakhna, swaad lena hai’.”
Maine apni saree ko thoda aur neeche dhakela.
“Maine saaf karwa liya hai Suresh. Poora Chikna. Ab… ab aapko Chakhna padega.”
Suresh ji ne mujhe chedte huye kaha, “Main samjha nahi Bahu. Khul kar bol. Kya karwana chahti hai apne Sasur se?”
Main sharam se laal ho gayi.
“Wahi… Jo maine aapke saath kiya tha. Jeebh se…”
“Jeebh se kya?” unhone mere honthon ke paas aakar pucha. “Gana gaaun?”
“Nahi!” maine unke seene par mukka maara. "Suresh… sataiye mat.
Mujhe… Mujhe Chatwana hai. Aapki jeebh se. Meri… Meri…"
Main atak gayi.
“Bolo…” unhone order diya. “Kise chatwana hai?”
Maine unki aankhon mein dekha aur fusfusaya:
“Meri Katori ko. Meri Chut ko. Main chahti hoon aap use Khaayein.”
Ye sunte hi Suresh ji ki aankhon mein aag lag gayi.
Unhone mujhe utha kar Kursi par bitha diya.
“Badi besharam ho gayi hai tu…” unhone gurra kar kaha. “Par mujhe teri ye besharmi pasand hai.”
Suresh ji jhukne hi wale the ki maine unhe rok diya.
Maine unke baal pakad liye.
“Rukiye…” maine haanfte huye kaha. “Abhi nahi.”
“Kyu? Abhi toh maanga tha?”
“Haan… par ‘Khaane’ se pehle… aapko ‘Menu’ dekhna padega,” maine shaitaani muskurahat ke saath kaha.
“Maine wahan sirf safayi nahi karwayi hai Suresh… wahan aapke liye ek aur Tohfa hai. Ek aur Surprise.”
“Kya?” wo betaab ho gaye.
“Wahan… Kaale Baalon ka ek Dil bana hai,” maine unke kaan mein bataya. “Aur uske bagal mein… ek aur Tattoo hai.”
Suresh ji pagal ho gaye.
“Dikha mujhe! Abhi dikha! Main abhi us katori ko saaf karunga.”
Maine turant unke dono haath pakad liye aur unhe rok diya.
“Rukiye!” maine haanfte huye, par shaitaani muskurahat ke saath kaha. “Itni jaldi kya hai Suresh? Khana abhi parosa nahi gaya hai.”
“Par tune kaha tha…”
“Maine kaha tha ki maine ‘Taiyari’ ki hai,” maine unhe piche dhakka diya taaki wo khade ho jayein. Main kursi par baithi thi, meri saree ghutno tak upar thi.
Maine apni saree aur petticoat ko Naabhi se thoda sa aur neeche khiskaya.
Sirf itna… ki meri Naabhi ke theek neeche wala hissa dikh sake.
“Dekhiye…” maine ungli rakhi.
Wahan… mere gore pet ke sabse neeche… wo taaza khuda hua Tattoo tha.
Ek Kaala Taala jiske beech mein ‘S’ likha tha.
Skin abhi bhi laal aur sooji hui thi.
Suresh ji ki aankhein phat gayin.
“Ye… Ye Taala?” unhone pucha, us nishaan ko chune ke liye haath badhate huye.
“Haan,” maine unka haath pakad kar wahan rakh diya. “Ye Taala hai. Iska matlab hai ki ye ‘Khazaana’ band hai. Is par aapka naam likha hai.”
Suresh ji ne bechaini se pucha, “Chaabi kahan hai? Mujhe ise kholna hai. Abhi.”
Unhone apni Lungi ke ubaar ki taraf ishara kiya, jahan unki ‘Asli Chaabi’ (Lund) akad rahi thi.
Maine unke honton par ungli rakh di.
“Na… Na… Na…” maine nakhre se kaha.
“Wo ‘Badi Chaabi’ abhi nahi lagegi Suresh. Wo toh us ‘Khaas Raat’ (Suhaagraat) ke liye hai. Agar abhi zabardasti wo moti chaabi ghusayi… toh taala toot jayega. Abhi Doctor ne mana kiya hai na?”
Suresh ji tadap gaye. “Toh aaj raat kya hoga?”
Maine apni jeebh apne honton par pheri aur ek bahut hi ganda ishara diya:
"Aaj raat… hum is Taale ki ‘Marrumat’ karenge.
Taale ko kholne se pehle… use Gila karna padta hai na? Use Tel dena padta hai taaki jab chaabi ghuse, toh wo fisalti hui andar jaye."
Suresh ji ki aankhon mein samajh aur hawas dono chamak uthi.
“Matlab…?”
“Matlab ye…” maine fusfusaya. “Aaj raat aapko apni Jeebh se is taale ko chupi hui us ‘Gufa’ ko itna Chaatan hai… itna Lubricate karna hai… ki wo aapki chaabi ke liye taiyar ho jaye.”
Suresh ji ne jhuk kar us Taale ke neeche dekhne ki koshish ki.
“Aur kya hai wahan? Tune kaha tha kuch aur bhi hai?”
Maine turant apni saree wapas kheench li aur cover kar liya.
“Hai…” maine rahasyamayi dhang se kaha. "Is Taale ke theek neeche… jahan se aapki pasandida jagah shuru hoti hai… wahan maine ek Jaadu chupaya hai.
Ek aisa Design… jo aapne sapne mein bhi nahi socha hoga."
“Kya hai? Bata de!” wo zid karne lage.
“Bilkul nahi,” maine khade hokar unhe dhakka diya. "Wo ‘Surprise’ hai.
Aur main shart lagati hoon Suresh… us cheez ko dekh kar aapki Jeebh andar jaane ke liye paagal ho jayegi."
Thik usi waqt… Guest Room mein.
Raju us chhed se ye sab dekh raha tha.
Usne wo Taala dekha.
Usne suna ki Sneha keh rahi hai—“Chaabi aapke paas hai (Lungi mein).”
Raju zameen par fisal gaya.
“Taala… mere baap ke naam ka? Aur Chaabi… Papa ka lund?”
Raju ko samajh aa gaya ki wo hamesha ke liye bahar ho chuka hai. Uski biwi ab kisi aur ki ‘Tijori’ ban chuki hai.
Kamre mein, maine Suresh ji ko ‘Flying Kiss’ diya.
"Intezaar kijiye… Raat hone dijiye.
Aaj raat aapko sirf ‘Chaatna’ hai… taaki agli baar ‘Khol’ sakein."
Main wahan se nikal gayi.
Suresh ji wahi khade reh gaye—apne ‘Auzaar’ ko sehlate huye, ye sochte huye ki aakhir wo Raaz kya hai jo taale ke neeche chupa hai.
Raat ka manzar… ab bahut hi gila aur rahasyamayi hone wala tha.

 

[TedBundy]

Awesome update

 

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[UshaUrmi]

Lovely and very much hot story

 

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[Curiousbull]

Super Erotic. Amazing writing