Adultery Bus Ka Suffer

[sahebraopawar]

tapak padti. “waise tumhara kk..kela
bahut bada hai.” kela bolte samay
Neeta ki jubaan fans rahi thi. Kaafi
prayaas ke baad usne ye shabd bolta
tha. Aur shabd bolte hi wo ek azaadi
mahshosh karne lagi thi. ek
halkapan. Khuli chuchi par bus ki
khirki se aa rahi thandhi hawa aur
fir apne upar lagaye hue samajik
bandhano ko tod kar Neeta aisa
mahshoosh kar rahi thi ki mano wo
hawa mein ud rahi ho.
“Bada hai madam ji tabhi to kela ke
badle aam waali sab aam deti hai”
“kitno ka aam khaye ho?”
“ab ginti mat poochhiye. humara
kaam aam khana hai, guthali gin kar
kya karenge?”
Oh! is buddhe ke jeewan mein kitni
masti hai. ise ginti bhi nahi yaad.
na jaane kitni auraton ke sath
sambhog ka anand liya hai isne. aur
ek main, poore jeewan mein bas ek
ke sath, aur wo bhi ek namard ke
sath. Aisa sambhog jisme na to bhog
hai aur na hi anand. Ye kaisa dharm
hai jo manushya ko uske moolbhoot
avashyakta se door karta ho? sex
manushya ke liye itna avashyak hai
ki iske liye kayi ladaiyan hui, kayi
sabhyata bani aur nasht ho gayi.
Agar koi dharm, koi niyam manushya
ko aise sex se rokta hai to wo niyam
sahi ho hi nahi sakta? mera pati ek
namard hai. wo meri sharirik
zarooraton ko poora nahi kar sakta.
agar aise mein main kisi aur se wo
masti leti hoon to isme kaun si
burai hai?
“ek baat bolein madam ji” buddhe
ne Neeta ki soch ko disturb kiya.
“kya?”
“jis aurat ka aam bada hota hai,
uska tarbooz bhi bada hota hai.
aapka tarbooz kitna bada hai
dikhaiyega?”
“Tarbooz?” Neeta ko samajh mein
bilkul nahi aaya. “tarbooz kisko bol
rahe ho?”
“Khadi hoiye to batate hain.” Neeta
khadi ho gayi. Buddhe ne apne dono
haathon se neeta ke nitamb ko
pakad liya. “yahi dono gol gol aapke
tarbooze hain. bahar se pata chal
raha hai bahut mast honge.”
buddha neeta ki gaand se khelne
laga.
“kaun adhik achchha hai? aam ya
tarbooz?” Neeta bhi dwiarthi
samvaad mein maze le rahi thi.
“tarbooz to maine dekha hi kahan
hai? isko to aap keemti khajane ki
tarah chhipa kar rakhi hain” usne
Neeta ki gaand ko masalte hue kaha.
“Keemti to hai. main kisi ko ye nahi
dikhati” neeta bhi buddhe ke khel
mein khel rahi thi.
“nahi dikhayengi to hum kaise
batayenge ki aam aur tarbooz mein
kaun badhiya hai?”
“chhu to rahe ho. isi se bata do”
“Aise thode hi hota hai! aam poora
dekhe hain, aur tarbooz bina dekhe
bata dein? ye to beimaani ho
jayegi!”
“Theek hai! peechhe se thoda kapda
utha kar dekh lo. lekin bas ek
jhalak” Buddha apne saamne itni
mast gaand ko bas ek jhalak dekh
kar rah jayega? wo bhi tab jab
laundiya aadhi nangi ho chuki ho.
aisa ho hi nahi sakta tha. “itni kam
roshni mein kapde ke andar nahi
dikhega madam. aapko khol kar
dikhana padega.”
“Hat besharm! poora nanga karega
kya?” Neeta ko ‘nanga’ bolne mein
maza aane laga tha. “Mujhe laaj aati
hai”.
“Isme laaj ki kaun si baat hai. sabke
paas to aisa hi deh hai. isko dikhane
mein kaisa sharm?”
“Sabke paas hai ka kya matlab?
sabke paas hai to sab nange hi
ghoomte hain kya?”
“Dekhiye madam ji! ghoomna to
sabko nange hi chahiye. lekin aadmi
baimaan hota hai isliye nahi
ghoomta.” Buddhe ne philosophical
andaaz mein kaha.
“Matlab kya hai tumhara?”
“Dekhiye! pehle aadmi jab jungle
mein rahta tha to nange hi rahta
tha. aadmi ka ek jhund, aurat marad
sab nange hokar ek hi gufa mein
rahte the. Tab jis tarah log jungle se
jo bhi phal mile muft mein tod kar
kha sakta tha, waise hi jhund mein
jiska phal mile uske maze le sakta
tha.” Buddha dheere dheere Neeta
ki saree ko upar utha kar uski chikni
makhmali jaanghon ko sahla raha
tha. “un dino shadi, vivah ka riwaz
nahi hota tha. jab marad ko aam
choosne ka man hota choos leta, jab
aurat ko kela choosne ka man hota
kisi ka kela pakadti choosne lagti.”
Uska haath upar ki taraf rengte hue
snaih snaih neeta ki nitamb ki ore
badh raha tha. Buddhe ke kathor
aur khurdare haath apne buddhe ke
andar ke vaasna ko uttejna mein
badal kar Neeta ke shareer mein
pravahit kar raha tha. Neeta ko lag
raha tha jaise uski choot se boond
boond kar ras neeche tapak raha ho.
Buddha apne kaam aur
bhashanbaaji dono mein poori
tanmaita se laga hua tha. “fir jaise
jaise logon mein sabhyata ka vikaas
hua log ek doosre se chhipane lage.
khada kela dekh kar auraton ko pata
chal jata tha ki mard uske aam
choosna chah raha hai. to wo
nakhde dikhati, aam ke badle wo
aadmi se kuchh bhi karwa sakti thi.
To aadmi ne socha ki kela ko dhak
lenge to aurat ko kabhi pata hi nahi
chalega. wo kela dhakne laga, pehle
patta se, fir dheere dheere kapda
se.” Wo neeta ki gaand tak pahunch
chuka tha. Neeta uttejna mein
sarabor khadi thi. wo andh yug ke
rome ke gulaam ki tarah thi, jiske
sath uska malik kuchh bhi kar sakta
tha aur wo chup chap use karne deti
thi. antar bas itna tha ki itihaas
humein ye nahi batata ki gulaam
auratein rome ke raees ki vaasna
bhade vilaasta se anandit hoti thi ya
dukhi, par yahan Neeta sat pratishat
anand le rahi thi.
“aur agar aurat ka aam bada aur
khada ho jata ya uski prem gufa se
ras tapakne lagta to marad samajh
jaate the ki ab kela daalne mein koi
archan nahi hai.” ‘prem gufa’
buddhe ne pehli baar choot ka naam
liya tha. ye sunkar Neeta ke jishm
mein current daur gaya. Uske prem
gufa ki aag dhadhak uthi, aur ras ki
fuhaar nikalne lagi. Neeta ne apne
dono janghon ko ek doosre par
dabane lagi. uski gaand ki
maanspeshiya tan gayi. “isse aurat
sabko marad ko apne bas mein karne
mein dikkat hota. isliye aurat sab
apne aam aur prem gufa dhakne
lagi” Buddha Neeta ki tani hui
gaand ko ek haath se masalne ka
prayas kar raha tha to doosre haath
ki ek ungli uske dono jaanghon ke
beech ghus uski premgufa ke dwar ki
taraf badh rahi thi.
“isiliye marad apna sab kapda utaar
dega khali kela dhake rahega aur
aurat upar neeche dhake rahegi. aap
hi bataiye agar kapda pehanane ka
koi aur karan hota to marad aurat
dunu ek jaisa kapda pehanti.
donokewal neeche dhakte ya sab
chhati aur kamar ke neeche dono ko
dhak ke rakhte. kapda bas aadmi ke
baimaani ko chhupane ka tareekaa
hai. aadivaasi sab ko dekhiye, na koi
beimaan hota hai na kapda pehanta
hai. gaon mein dekhiye. log kam
beimaan hain to kam kapda pehante
hain. aur sahar mein - upar se
neeche tak bees tho kapda. sab itna
beimaan hain ki 3-4 kapda se unka
beimaani dhakayega hi nahi”
Buddhe ne apni ungli ko neeta ki
geeli panty tak le ja kar uski choot ko
dabaya” Neeta uchhal padi. jhat se
wo buddhe se door ho kar buddhe ki
taraf palat gayi. chuchi gaand tak to
theek tha. par wo byahta hai. kisi
gair mard ko wo apne choot tak nahi
jaane de sakti.
“Dekhiye! hum imaandaar hain. hum
apna sab kapda utaar dete hain” bol
kar buddhe ne apna kurta utaar kar
neeche fenk diya. Buddhe ki dubli
patli kaya thi. Seene par jhadi daar
safed baal the. uske poore badan
par sabse unnat uska lund hi tha.
Neeta buddhe ke seene par baal ko
dekh kar sochne lagi. Ravi ke badan
par to ek bhi baal nahi aur is
buddhe ko dekho bhalu ki tarah
poore badan par baal hai. Aise hote
hain mard. Ravi to bilkul namard
hai. wo mujhe kya sukh dega!
“ab aap utaariye!”
“main nahi utaarne waali. main
shadisuda hoon. gair mard ke
saamne nangi kaise ho jaun?”
“matlab aapke man mein beimaani
hai. aap khud ko chhipa rahi hain?”
“beimaani? mere mann mein kya
beimaani hogi?
“mere kele ko dekh kar aapki gufa
geeli ho rahi hai. aur aap ye baat
chhipana chahti hain”
“jee nahi! aisi koi baat nahi hai.
tum do kaudi ke khalasi ho. main
ijjatdaar parivaar ki shadisuda aurat
hoon. tumhare is gande, kaale kele
se mere gufa mein kuchh nahi hone
wala”
“agar aisi baat hai to aap kapde
kyun nahi utaar rahi hain? aap darr
kyun rahi hain?”
“main rajpoot hoon. darti kisi se
nahi hoon”
“to fir utariye kapde!”
Buddhe ne neeta ko shabd ki jaal
mein fansa liya tha. Neeta ki panty
sach mein geeli ho chuki thi. wo
kapde nahi utaarti to bhi matlab
yahi hoga ki wo garam hai aur utaar
deti hai tab buddha uski geeli choot
dekh sab samajh jayega. Neeta ko
bilkul bhi nahi soojh raha tha ki ab
wo kya bahana banaye. “Mujhe
sharm aati hai”
“Theek hai, to aap aankh band kar
lijiye. hum khol kar dekh lete hain”
“theek hai, par panty nahi utaroge”
Neeta aankh band kar khadi ho gayi.
“Jaisa aapka hukm” Buddhe ne neeta
ki kamar se saree ko kheench kar
hata diya. aur bade itminaan se
uske petticoat ka dhaga kheech diya.
Neeta ka petticoat neeche gir gaya.
Khidki se aa rahi thandhi hawa
neeta ke geeli panty ko chhu kar
nikli. Apne choot par thandhak ka
ehshaas paa kar Neeta uttejna se
pagal hui jaa rahi thi.
Neeta ki gaand buddhe ke munh ke
theek saamne thi. Uski choot ki
mehak buddhe ko bekabu kiye jaa
rahi thi. Uska dil kar raha tha ki
abhi is randi ko pakad kar uske
gaand mein baans kar de. Par wo
kachcha khiladi nahi tha. Usne bhi
thaan li thi ki Neeta ke andar ki
randi ko wo bahar nikaal kar hi
rahega. wo apne dono haathon se
neeta ki chuttad ko pakad kar
masalne laga. “Kya kar rahe ho?”
Neeta ne poochha.
“Dekh rahe hain... aam badhiya hai
ya tarbooz” Buddhe ne Neeta ki
panty ko uski gaand ki daraar mein
samet kar uski poori nitamb ko
nanga kar diya tha. “Dekh liya? ab
batao kaun badhiya hai? aam ya
tarbooz” Neeta ki aankhein band thi.
“dekhne mein to dono mast hai.
adhik swadisht kaun hai ye to choos
kar hi pata chalega.”
“Hat badmash! hath se jitna chhuna
hai chhu lo. munh nahi lagane
doongi. ijjatdaar ghar ki shadisuda
aurat hoon.” Neeta baar baar khud
ko yaad dila rahi thi ki wo ijjatdaar
ghar ki bahu hai, uske liye gair mard
ke sath is tarah khelna mahapaap
hai. Par agar manushya ki kaamna,
uski vaasna dharm ki baaton ko
samajhti to sansaar mein kahin paap
hota hi nahi. Sare sanskaar, saare
dharm kaam ke samne napunshak ho
jate hain.
“Nahi bataoge to main kapde pehan
leti hoon” Apne pair par gire hue
petticoat ko uthane ke liye neeta
neeche jhuki. Neeche jhukte hi uski
gaand peechhe ki taraf ubhar aayi
maano buddhe ke khade lund ko
nimantran de rahi ho - door kyun
khado ho, andar aao, meri gaand
mein pel do.. mein tumhare liye
tadap rahi hoon.
Buddha bekaabu ho gaya. uth kar
usne Neeta ki ubhari hui gaand par
apne lund ko rakh uski dono chuchi
ko dono haath mein pakad kar
masalne laga. Jhuki hui neeta ka
santulan bigda aur khud ko gidne se
bachane ke liye usne petticoat ko
chhod kar saamne waale rod ko
pakad liya jisse uski gaand aur
ubhar aayi. buddha uski gaand par
apna lund masalne laga. “kya kar
rahe ho? chhodo mujhe!”
“Thodi der aise hi rahiye na. bina
kapdo ke aap bahut pyari lagti hain”
Buddha uski chuchi aur gaand dono
ko masal raha tha. Neeta apne
nange gaand par buddhe ka garam
mota lund ko mahshoosh kar use
pakadne ke liye bechain ho rahi
thi.Usne ek haath peeche kar
buddhe ka lund pakad liya. “ye kya
hai?” uff! itna garm! itna mota!
kaash ravi ka itna mota hota.
“Mera kela hai. dekhiye kaise aapke
tarbooz ko dekh kar lalcha raha hai.”
Pehli baar neeta ne apne taraf se
kuchh kiya tha, isse pehle wo bas
buddhe ko uksa rahi thi, par khud
kuchh kar nahi rahi thi. Neeta ki
komal haath ka sparsh apne lund
par mahshoosh kar buddhe ki
uttejna aur badh gayi aur usne
neeta ki chuchi ko zor se masal diya.
Neeta ku munh se cheekh nikal gayi.
“aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! mera
tarbooz tumhare kele ke liye nahi
hai.”
“agar mere liye nahi hai to aapka
kachhiya geela kyun hai?” Neeta ko
pata hi nahi chala kab buddhe ka ek
haath uski chuchi par se uski choot
par pahunch gaya tha. buddha
neeta ki choot par apne hatheli ko
rakh kar uski choot ko aage se aur
gaand ko peechhe se daba raha tha.
Neeta ke man mein uski apni jo
chhavi thi us chhavi mein wo us do
kaudi ke khalasi ko apne choot tak
nahi pahunchne de sakti thi. Isse
pehle bhi jab usne koshish ki thi to
usne ek baar to use jhapad mara
tha, aur doosri baar bhi mana kar
diya tha. Is baar bhi wo shakhti se
pesh aana chahti thi, par buddhe ne
use sawal mein fansa diya tha. Do
kaudi ke khalasi ke liye uski choot
geeli kaise ho gayi? “maine kaha tha
na, log kapda apne beimaani ko
chhipane ke liye pehante hain.
isiliye aap apne kapde nahi utaar
rahi thi”
Kuchh kshan ke liye neeta ki saree
uttejna gayab ho gayi. uska chehra
sharm se paani ho gaya. Uski pakad
buddhe ke lund par se dheeli ho
chuki thi, uske nipple sikurne lage
the aur choot mein rakt ka pravah
tezi se ghatne laga tha. wo sithil ho
gayi thi. wo bilkul us bachche ki
tarah khadi thi jisne jeevan mein
pehli baar chori ka prayas kiya tha
aur range haathon pakda gaya. use
bilkul samajh mein nahi aa raha tha
ki wo kya bole. “wwwoo.. ba..at nahi
hai” isse adhik wo kuchh nahi bol
payi.
Buddha neeta mein aa rahi shithilta
ko mahshoosh kar raha tha. Wo
achchhi tarah samajhta tha ki Neeta
uska khilauna tabhi tak hai jab tak
wo khud ko nirdosh maan rahi hai.
Jaise hi usme apradh bodh hoga wo
fir uski vaasna ke khel ko nahi
khelegi. Usne Neeta ki kaan ke paas
ahishte se kaha “Aise hi rahiye na,
bina kapdo ke aap bahut pyari lagti
hain”. Buddhe in is antarangta se ye
baat kahi ki neeta ke rago mein rakt
ka pravah fir tez ho gaya. Uske
nipple tanane lage aur uski choot
mein fir se sugbugahat hone lagi.
“Mujhe sharm aa rahi hai”
Neeta ki tan rahi nipple ko
mahshoosh karke buddha samajh
gaya tha ki Neeta ab fir garam hone
lagi hai. Us ne Neeta ki kamar ko
pakad use apni god mein bitha liya.
“Ab humse kya sarmana madam?
hum to sab dekh hi liye hain. subah
tak aise hi rahiye na”
“ye kahan bitha diya mujhe?”
“Madam ji, seat ganda hai.. aap meri
god mein baithiye” Buddha apne
mote tagde lund par Neeta ki mast
komal gaand ka maza le raha tha.
Uska ek haath bina samay gawayein
Neeta ki nangi chuchiyon par jaa
pahuncha tha to doosra haath uski
makhmali jaangh ko sahla rahi thi.
“to tum koi kam gande ho? tumhara
kela chubh raha hai mujhe”
Buddhe ne lund ko gaand par
masalte hue kaha “madam ji, kela
apni jagah par nahi hai isliye chubh
raha hai. jab apni jagah pahunchega
to bahut maza dega” buddhe ne
haath neeta ki jaanghon ke beech
mein ghusa diya. Neeta ne dono pair
ko ek doosre par daba kar apne
jaanghon ke beech prem gufa ko
chhipane ki koshish ki. “kahan hai
tumhare kela ka jagah?” Wo fir se
dwiarthi samvaad mein maza lene
lagi thi.
Buddhe ne dono haathon se Neeta
ke ghutno ko pakad uske dono
taangon ko alag kar uske gufa ke
dwar ko khola. “aise to kayi thikane
hain! par aapke paas chaar jagah
hai” Buddha ka haath neeta ke panty
par jaa phuncha tha aur geeli panty
ke upar se neeta ki choot ko sahlane
laga.
Char jagah! Neeta ne ab tak kela..
naah ravi ka mirch bas ek jagah liya
tha. buddha char char jagah ki baat
kar raha hai. “kaun kaun se jagah”
Buddhe ka haath Neeta ki panty
mein ghus chuka tha, aur wo bade
itminaan se, apni saari vaasnaon,
saree kaamnaon ko kabu mein rakhte
hue, uski geeli choot ko sahla raha
tha. usne choot ke muhane par apni
ungli rakh kar dabai. Neeta ke munh
se anand ki chitkaar phooth padi
“ssshhhhhhhh.... aaahhhhhhhh! kya
kar rahe ho?” Buddha uski choot ko
ek baar chhu chuka tha aur fir uska
bhed bhi buddhe ke saamne khul
chuka tha ki wo uttejit hai. abki
baar buddhe ke choot chhone par
usne koi teevra pratikriya nahi di.
“ek to ye jagah hai madam ji”
Neeta ne apna neechla honth apne
daanton tale daba liya tha aur apne
haathon se zor se seat ke aage lage
rod ko pakad liya. “aur doosra”
Buddhe ne doosre haath se Neeta ki
chuchi ko bheenchte hue kaha
“aapke dono aamon ke beech mein”.
“Ouch! bade beraham ho tum. thoda
dheere dabao na. teesra?”
“aapke tarboozon ke beech!”
“kya?? pagal ho gaye ho? tumhara
kela itna mota hai. meri to tarbooz
hi fat jayegi”
“Nahi fategi madam ji. jab aapke
andar ghusega to jannat ki sair
karengi” Buddhe ne uski gaand par
lund masalte hue kaha. Buddhe ne
apni ungli Neeta ki choot mein
ghusa di.
“aahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Aur chautha?”
wo buddhe ko apne jishm mein
ghusne se nahi rok payi.
“Are! to aap mera kela nahi
choosengi?”
“Chhii! itni gandi cheej ko munh
mein kaun lega? mujhe to ulti aa
jayegi” Neeta ne na to kabhi kisi ka
lund munh mein liya tha aur na hi
kabhi socha tha ki log aisa bhi karte
hain.
“are! jaise banki fal hain waise hi
kela hai. Jaise hum aam chooste
hain, waise aap kela choos lijiyega”
apni god mein baithi nangi aurat ka
budhha poora maza le raha tha.
“aam aur kela mein antar hai na.
aam se doodh nikalta hai, kela se
paani”
“madam, jab aap choosiyega to kela
se bhi doodh niklega. aur kela wala