Neeta - Masoom Housewife

[sakzkhan]

Buddhe ke andar vaasna aur bhay ke beech ka mahasangram suru ho chuka tha. Kabhi uske mann mein khayal aata ki thok de saali ko aur fenk de rashte mein, jo hoga dekha jayega! Fir use lagta ki is budhape mein wo security officer se kahan kahan bhaagta firega? aur budhape mein jail, na baba! Wo kinkartavyavimudh ki sthiti mein Neeta ke bagal waaleseat par ja kar baith gaya. 

Randiyan to usne kayi chodi thi, par randiyon mein wo baat kahan. Ek bade ghar ki sundar, jawan laundiya ke bagal mein, jangh se jangh sata kar baithne matra se hi uska lund uski god mein kutub minaar ki tarah khada tha. 

Wo kabhi laal blouse ke upar waale hisse se jhalakti neeta ke chuchi ke ubhaar ko dekhta, kabhi uski rasheele laal honthon ko to kabhi uski safed chikni pet ko. Kayi baar to wo apni haath ko neeta ki chuchi tak le gaya, uska jee kar raha tha ki us bharpoor chuchi ko apne haathon mein le kar neembu ki tarah nichod de! 

 

par wo use halke se chhu kar fir wapas apni lund par aa gaya. Wo apni lund ko zor zor se hilane laga. Par fir wo shant ho gaya. Wo apne lund ke ras ko aise hi barbaad nahi karna chahta tha, wo bhi tab jab ek khubsoorat jawan laundiya bagal mein ho.

 

Neeta ki taraf ghoom kar usne apne lund ko neeta ki jaangh par dabaya. Par zor se dabane ki himmat uske andar nahi thi!

 

Buddha bechain tha, kabhi apni lund bahar nikaal kar hilata, kabhi lund ko dhoti mein dhak kar Neeta ko ghoorta, kabhi uski chuchi ke upar halke halke haath sahlata to kabhi uske chehre ke paas jaa kar uske badan ki khusboo leta.

Kareeb aadhe ghante is tamasha chalne ke baad road ke jerking se Neeta jag gayi.

Apne seene ko bina anchal ke dekh kar wo harbada gayi aur anchal utha kar apne chuchi ko dhakne lagi, tabhi uski nazar bagal mein baithe buddhe par gayi.

 

Buddhe ne ghabra kar apne lund ko dhoti mein chhipaya. Buddhe ko apne bagal mein baithe dekh kar Neeta gusse se tamtama gayi “Himmat kaise hui

tumhe yahan baithane ki?”

 

“Hadd karti hain madam aap bhi! Ek ta khalasi waali seat par baith gayi hain? bataiye hum kahan baithenge? Khalasi hain, driver ko guide dena hota hai, darwaze ke paas wala seate par na baithenge? 

aap dunnu miya bibi bina baate ke gussa mein rahti hain” Us buddhe ne aise nirih ho kar kaha ki Neeta ke liye apna gussa banaye rakhna sambhav nahi tha.

 

“Theek hai! main peechhe ja kar baith jaati hoon” Neeta apna samaan sametne lagi. Wo is baat se bilkul anbhigya thi ki bus mein uske alawa aur koi passenger nahi hai.

 

“Dekhiye madam, hum gareeb zaroor hain, par neech nahi hain. Hum neech jaati ke bhi nahi hain. Jaat ke . hain. oo ta kismat ka khel hai ki khalasi ho gaye hain. Par itno gel gujral nahi hain ki humra bagal mein baithane mein bhi aapko takleef ho!” Iswar ne us buddhe ko jitni buri shakla di thi, utni hi prabhavshaali vaani di thi.

 

Wo shayad sammohan vidya jaanta tha, baaton mein wo kisi ko bhi prabhavit kar sakta tha. Wo to ravi ne use kuchh kahne ka mauka hi nahi diya, warna wo kabhi Ravi ke haathon pitai nahi khata.

 

“Aisi baat nahi hai, tumne hi to kaha ki yahan tumhara seat hai”

 

“Hai to hai! aapke baith jane se aisa thode hi hai ki seat mera nahi rahega? aap araam se baithiye. Humko kono dikkat nahi hai”

 

Neeta fir se confused thi. Buddha baaton se bahut sareef lagta hai, par uske vyavahar se baar baar use shaq hota tha! Kahin, usi ne uske blouse par se anchal to nahi hataya?

 

Nahi, itne passengers ke saamne buddhe ki himmat nahi hogi aisa karne ki. Kitna seedha sada buddha hai, shakla kharab hone se aadmi kharab thode hi ho jata hai, main bina matlab hi ispar shaq kar rahi hoon. Fir uske dhoti mein tent kaisa hai? Iska lund kahin khada to nahi? Par itna bada? Itna bada kaise ho sakta hai? Ravi ka to itna sa hi hai! Kuchh aur rakha hoga.

 

Gaon dehat mein log dhoti ke andar potli mein paisa bhi to rakhte hain, shayad wahi ho?

“Kaun kaun hai tumhare parivaar mein?

“Kya batain madam. bibi pehle bachhe ko janam de kar upar chali gayi. Bada mushkil se beta ko paal posh kar bada kiye ta u bhi shadi ke baad badal gaya.

Jab se bahu ghar mein aayi ghar mein mere liye jagah hi nahi bacha. Nahi ta aap hi bataiye, ee budhapa mein raat raat bhar kahe khatate?”

 

Neeta ko buddhe ki baat sun kar usspe daya aa gayi. Ab wo buddha use utna ghrina ka patra nahi lag raha tha. “Bibi ke marne ke baad tumne doosri shaadi nahi ki?” Neeta ki nazar baar baar us buddhe ke dhoti mein bane tent par ja rahi thi.

 

Wo ye confirm karna chah rahi thi ki lund hi hai ya kuchh aur?

Neeta ko apne lund ki taraf ghoorte dekh kar buddhe ka lund aur tamtama raha tha. “Kaise kar lete madam. sauteli ma se beta ko pyar thode hi milta”

“To abhi kahan rahte ho?”

“Kahan rahenge madam? ab ta isi bas mein jeena hai, isi mein marna hai. Aap araam kijiye madam, is buddhe ki kahani sunkar kya kariyega?”

Neeta ne apni aankhein band kar li. Par uski aankhon ke saamne baar baar buddhe ke dhoti par bana tent aa raha tha. Wo janana chah rahi thi ki wo aakhir hai kya? 

Lund hi hai ya kuchh aur? aur agar lund hai to itna bada lund aakhir dikhta kaisa hai? Kya kunal ke sath hathapai mein usne apni gaand par jo mahshoosh kiya tha wo bhi lund hi tha? Kya sabhi lund bade hote hai, sirf Ravi ka hi chhota hai? Kya isiliye usne chudai ke baare mein jo bhi suna tha use waisa koi bhi maza nahi aaya? Kya isiliye Ravi use ma nahi bana pa raha hai? Oh! agar aisi baat hai to uski kishmat to is buddhe se bhi gayi gujari hai.

 Bus mein khalasi hai, bibi ke marne ke baad kam se kam randi ko to choda hi hoga! wahi hai jise chudai ka sukh abhi tak prapt nahi hua. Aur kunal! oh! aaj bhi wo pal yaad aate hi dekho kaise dil ki dhadkan badh gayi. Pata nahi usne jaan boojh kar mere stan ko dabaya tha ya anjaane mein. Par wo maza kabhi ravi ke dabane se nahi aaya tha. Kya kunalv meri chudai ke irade se aaya tha? Kya us din use mauka milta to wo mujhe chod deta? oh! kash! Kitna maza aata! main bhi bewkoof thi.