12-03-2019, 02:55 PM
“bagal mein chacha ka khet hai. dekh rahe hain ki khet mein chacha hain ki nahi” “itni raat ko chacha khet mein kyun honge?” “bade ghar ki randi hai tu. tujhe kya pata? kisaan khet ki rakhwali ke liye khet mein sota hai. wahan kuan bhi hai. chacha nahi bhi hue to pani to hoga.” “Ruko! main kapde pehan kar aati hoon. main bhi chalungi.” Neeta sun saan sadak par akeli nahi rah sakti thi. uske paas apne balatkaari ke sath jane ke alawa koi upay nahi tha. Wo bus ki taraf bhagi. “nange hi chal!” buddha ghayal zaroor tha par uske andar ka jungli janwar shant nahi hua tha. “pagal ho kya? tumhare chacha ke saamne nangi kaise jaungi?” “chacha buddha hai, aur koi fark nahi padta. hum dono ne ek sath kayi auraton ko choda hai. yahin khet mein la kar. chalna hai to aise hi chal varna bhaad mein jaa!” “lautate samay ujaala ho gaya to?” “tu soch le! jana hai ya nahi? hum jaa rahe hain.” Kah kar buddha jane laga. neeta duvidha mein thi. akeli rah nahi sakti thi aur khule mein nangi wo aaj tak kabhi nahi ghoomi thi, bachpan mein bhi nahi. Neeta ke mann ke kisi kone mein ye sambhawana jaag gayi thi ki wahan chacha bhateeja se ek saath chudwane ka mauka milega. Uski choot ko ab tak lund ka swad nahi mila tha. Uski choot lund ke liye tadap rahi thi. Aur uspar do do lund ek saath? is sambhaavna ne neeta ke choot ki aag ko fir se bhadka diya tha. Wo buddhe ke peechhe peechhe thedhi medhi pagdandiyon par apne nange gaand ko matkati hui chalne lagi. Uski poori peeth, gaand aur jaanghon par mitti chipka hua tha. Mitti ke upar kuchh dubhein, kuchh shookhi pattiyan to kahin cheetiyan reng rahe the. Ye to shukra tha ki buddha neeta ke aage tha, varna agar wo uske peechhe hota to uski madak gol gaand ko dekh kar use wahin patak kar uski gaand maar leta. Neeta ke atripta choot se premras ki boondein tapak rahi thi. kali raat ke andhere mein dono besharm nange badan kheton ke beech chale jaa rahe the mano wo vartamaan mein nahi apitu hazaron varsh poorva ke aadi manav hon.