Taratari jhola ta rekhe ese hajir holam poltur samne. Poltu amake niye gelo amader parar sheshe ekta chaa dokaan e. Chaa er order diye pase dariye amader kotha shuru holo.
Ami – “haa.. ebar bol ki bolchilis..?”
Poltu – “arey dara…. Ektu patience rakh… chaa khete khete bolbo..”
Ami – “dhurrr leuda… mood kharap korish na.. shigri bol ki bolar chilo tor..”
Poltu – “ aachha shon tahole… tor mone aache kichu din aagey tui amake nijer kakir blouse e hath dhukiye pith chulkiye dewar ek ghotona sunechilis…?”
Ami – “haa… albat mone aache..”
Poltu – “Hmm…. Tahole to tor etao mone hobe je tokhon ami toke bolechilam je tor kakir heavy rosh aache..”
Ami – “haa… bolechilis to… kintu confirm chilam na amra…”
Poltu – “ haa.. khanik ta doubt to chilo… tobe ami je ekebare sothik bolechhilam; seta kaal market e promaan hoye gelo.”
Ami – “Ta ki kore..?”
Poltu – “shon…. Kaal tor kakir sathe market gechilam. Phol, mishti, clips, lipstick, churi…. Ittyadi kena chilo. Market e besh kichu khon edik- odik ghorar por kichu jinish kinlo kaki… tarpor amra dhuklam ek mall e… arey sei mall ta…! Jaar aage shei famous ‘phuchka wala’ ta boshe..”
Ami –“ha , ha, bujhlam …. Aage bol…”
Poltu – “Oi mall e tor kaki aar ami dhuklam.. khanik khon mall e ghurlam… tor kaki jeno kono special kichu khujchilo… oikhane books department / shop o aache… ami koyek ta boye haate niye dekhte laglam.. ektu por kaki ese amaye bollo je tui ekhane boye gulo dekh..ami nijer kena kata ta kore ni…”
Ami – “tarpor…”
Poltu – “tarpor bhai ami jani na keno amar 6th sense bollo je amake kaki ke follow korte hobe.. ami kaki ke follow korlam.. dekhlam je kaki ekta ‘lingeri” department e dhuklo… lady attendents chilo okhane. Aami baire theke kaki ke dekhte laglma ; araal hoye. Praye 10 minutes theke kaki beriye gelo. Sales girl aar kakir haab bhaab dekhe mone holo je; kaki ja chayichilo ta pelo na… ami chot kore boyer department e dhuke pori… kaki amar kache ese bollo je amader opor tolaye jete hobe.. tarpor ami aar kaki pashei lift e dhuke porlam… lift e aaro lok chilo… amader dhukte na dhuktei 2-3 jon aaro dhuke porlo.. aami aar kaaki ekdom pechone hoye gelam .. tao kaki amar aagei dariye chilo… amader 3 floor aaro opor jawar chilo… ekhon lift ta just start hoye ektu opor dike jetei hotat ghammmm kore theme gelo… liftman taratari nijer cell diye operator room e phone korlo… jana gelo je temporary electricity down hoechhe.. amra ektu nischinto holam kintu otto kom jayegaye otto gulo loker majhe kakir bodh hoye bhoy korchilo… uni khanik ta aaro pechone shore elen… onar pachha ta amar komor aar pith ta amar buker sathe sete gechilo ; aar ami pechone lift er body r saathe sete dariye chilam. Kakir amar sathe sete darate amar bara ta pant bhetor chhotpot korte laglo… choto jayegaye oto gulo loker jonno nihshaas niteo kosto hochilo. Tai kakiro ektu ososti hochilo aar tate ektu nara chara korechilo. Ete onar pachha ta bar bar pant er opor theke amar bara ta ghose dichhilo jar phole amar bara ta aaste aaste pant er bhetorei darayi gelo… amarao koshto hochilo oi bondho jayegaye nihshash nite.. tai baddho hoye amakeo side e , ebong epas opash nijer body ta ghurate hochhilo… ete amar danda ta kakir pachhae halka dhakka mere ghosha khachilo… prothom ek du bare to kaki kichu mind korlo naa… kintu jokhon aeivabe 3-4 bar holo tokhon kaki ; matha ta baan paash ghuriye aar chokhe amake dekhlo aar abar samne dike ghure gelo.. aami ektu bhoye pelam… ki korbo ki bolbo kichu bujhte parchilam na… mathaye jor dilam…. Aar jor ditei ekta buddhi elo mathaye… aaste kore kakir kaan e bollam …
Poltu – “kaki… amar shorir kharap korche…”
Kaki –“ keno re ki holo… kemon lagche…”
Poltu – “ khub gaa bomi moto feel hoche…”
Kaki – “bolish ki re…? dekh ektu control kor… ekhuni lift ta thik hoye jabe ; tarpor toke 1-2ta oshudh khaiye debo.. aar soja bari jabo…”
Poltu – “aacha thik aache….”
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2 minute por…
Poltu – “Kaki..”
Kaki – “haa..ki holo?”
Poltu – “ bolchilam je .. aei bondo jayegaye bhalo kore nihshas nite parchi na… matha ghurche.. khanik khoner jonno tomar kandhe matha ta rakhte debe..please.??”
Kaki – “aacha thik aache… rakh …”
Ami – “ta ki korli tui ..? matha rakhli..?”
Poltu – “haa be…. Kintu exactly kaandhe noye..”
Ami – “tahole??!!”
Poltu – “ aagey to kandhei matha ta rekhe chilam kintu aaste aaste kakir pith e chole elam .. pith er opor theke komor porjonto jhola chul take aaste halka haate side e korlam aar nijer matha ta kath kore kakir pith opor rakhlam .. mairi … sotti bolchi… tor kakir oye deep back cut blouse theke beriye aasha chorbi jukto pither opor matha ta rekhe ja aaram pechilam na… ki boli toke … thakte na pere nijer baan diker gaal ta kakir pith e raakhlam…..uuuuuffffff……. ki norom… ki norom…. Makhon ekebare… forsha pither opor halka ghaam aar pith, ghaar aar bogol theke ghaam mishrito onar lagano perfume er snigddho gondho….aahahahahaaa…. sontu re ..!! ami joto baar oi scene ta mone kori ; toto bar i ami jeno shorgo paayi… tor kaki ekebare ek opsora ….joto baar oi scene ta mone kori ; toto bar i amar bara ta 90 noye… 360 degree angle er position niye naye.
Anek khon sei eki vabe thakar por ami aaste aaste kakir pith e nijer nihshas chharte laglam. Oye gorom situation e kakir pith er opor joma ghaam er opor amar thanda nihshaas fela te kaki ekebare shiuare gelo.. Matha ta ektu ghuriye amake baron korar moto bhongi te bollo..
Kaki – “aei …eta ki korcho… emni koro na…”
Poltu – “ki korlam kaaki ??”
Kaki – “dekh ja korchis , ota ekhane lok ra Jodi dekhe naye tahole ekta kelenkari bepar hoye jabe.. tai bolchi ..matha rekhechis ; raakh… kintu aar kichu koris na jeno..”
Poltu – “ami ki korlam kaki..”
Kaki – “uff… bar bar bolte parbo na..”
Poltu – “kichu hobe na…bhorsha rakho nijer Poltur opor..”
Poltu- “Kaki kichu bollo na… Ami pith er opor aste aste nihshas felei chollam.. ek somoye mone holo je kaki chup, soja dariye aache, no movement… pith e matha rakhar fole ami eta bujhte parlam je kaki ekhon gorom hoye gechen kaaron ekhon unio lomba lomba nihshas nichilen.. aar ete onar pith aar buk ta ek special style e otha naama korche. Ami ektu shahos pelam aar kakir dui kandher opor nijer duto haat rakhlam aar halka vabe dhore thaklam. Khanik khon por dui kandher opor nijer dui haat gol gol vabe haalka kore ghurate laglam. Tarpor aaste aaste nijer haat du dik theke niche namate laglam.. emon kore korchilam je mone hobe jeno kakir haater opor haat buliye dichhi. Niche aaste aaste kakir dui haater churir opor haat gelo amar…amar haat lagtei churi gulo , “khannnn” kore aawaaz korlo.. kichu khon haat okhanei rakhar por aami haat duto kakir pachhar dabna gulor side e rakhlam. Dabnar side gulo valo kore feel korar por ami slow motion e duto haat opor e korte laglam. Aar kakir aanchol er niche diye onar pet aar komor ta dui dik theke dhorlam aar khubi slow motion e gol gol haat bulate laglam. Kaki ekhon aaro gobheer aaro lomba lomba nihshas nichilen. Amake to eta ek aladai naughty adventure mone hochilo. Ami komor e haat bulate bulate ebar pet er dike egolam… Pet tao ekebare pith er moton norom … emon ki haat guluo. Nijer middle finger ta kakir nabhi te dhulam aar khubi aaste kore nabhir charpashe aangul ta ghurate laglam. Aar thakte na pere kakir pith ekta alto kore chumu khelam. Dui dik theke sexual torture sojjo na korte pere kaki halka aawaaze “aaahhhhmmmpphhahaahhh” kore nijer matha ta slightly pechone korlo. Aami ek dike kakir pet aar nabhi niye besto chilam to arek dike kakir norom makhoner moto chorbi jukto pith e chumu khawa shuru korlam.. Chumu gulo abar amar lala (saliva) diye.”
Ami – “sotti mairi…??!!” aami biswas korte parchilam na..
Poltu – “arey bara …ami nijer maa er dibbi khe bolchi.”
Ami – “Tarpor??”
Poltu – “aei vabei cholchilo ki tokhoni amar mathaye ghonti baajlo… seta holo ki emon sujog haat chhara kora jaye na.. Full use of the given situation amake kortei hobe. Aei vebe bhoye bhoye ami nijer haat duto asteyy kore kakir pet thke opor othalam .. aar niye giye kaakir dui mai opor rakhlam…….”
Ami – “areyyy baasss…..!!!!!!”
Poltu – “abbey aagey to shon bokachoda..! mai opore haat rakhtei kaki halka vabe ek jhotka dilo amar haat e. ami haat soriye nilam. Kintu abar rakhlam. Kaki abar aaste kore amar haate marlo. Kintu aei baar ami haat soralam na. kaki abar haate marlo. Ami sorlam na. Kaki 3-4 baar haate maarlo.. kintu ami haat soralam na. Tokhon kaki pechone dike mukhta ektu ghuriye aaste kore bollo..
Kaki – “Aei poltu…ki hoche eta..?”
Poltu – “Kichu na.”
Kaki – “tahole haat sora..”
Poltu – “ Kothaye theke?”
Kaki – “jekhane rekhechis..”
Poltu – “Kothaye rekhechi..”
Kaki chup.
Poltu – “bolo na kaki.”
Kaki chup.
Poltu – “bolo na kaki.”
Kaki chup.
Poltu – “bolo na kaki.”
Kaki – “amar buker opor theke.
Poltu – “haa… buker opor theke ki?”
Kaki – “haat shora.”
Poltu – “aami bujhlam na … purota ekbare bolo na..”
Aami bacha der moto baina korlam.
Kaki - amar buker opor theke haat ta sora.”
Ae kotha ta bolar somoye kaakir mukhta to dekhte pelam na tobe eto ta bujhlam je kaaki aei kotha ta mukhe smile niye boleche ; kaaron pechone theke onar gaal e ekta bhanj porte dekhlam je shudu smile dilei hoy.
Poltu – “thake dao kaki… chaap nio na… kissu hobe na… bhorsha koro amaye.”
Poltu – “Er por kaki kicchu bollo na.. ami halka kore 2-3 baar tepar chesta korlam kintu over excitement er jonno thik vabe parlam na. kintu khubi norom godgode chilo mairi…. Bina kapore mai gulo tipte sotti khub khub khubi moja aashbe. Jaak ge… ta jeta bolchilam .. ami haat duto mai er opore rekhe mai er weight aar softness bojhar moto korte laglam… bes ojon aache mairi ; mai gulo te. Amar bara ta to dariyei chilo.. ami aaste aaste aagey pichu hote laglam. Mane chodar moto. Kaki chomke gelo. Kichu bolte jabe taar aagei ami abar bollam, “kichu hobe na…. biswas koro.” Kaki kichu bollen na …. Tobe sposhto bujhlam je onar buk dhor por dhor por korche. Ami somoye na noshto kore nijer komorer aage pichu korar speed ta arektu bariye dilam. Kaki khubi aaste kore “aaaahhhh” aawaaz korchilen. Ami nijer chinta vaabna khomota – shokti sob hariye felechilam. Kakir pithe chumu khachilam aar kaporer opor thekei chudchilam (dry humping). Ekhon nijer chorome chilam ki liftman er cell e information elo je solution hoye geche, lift 5 minute e chalu hoye jabe. Eta shunei ami nijer speed ta arektu bariye dilam. Kaki ke emon vabe dhorechilam je kaki hilleo keo bujhte parbe na. Amar shokto bara aar kakir norom pod…. Aaaahhhhaaaa….. besi khon nijeke dhore rakhte parlam.. First time to … “puch…ssssssssss” kore maal ta beriye gelo. Amar saamner dikta underwear ta puro bhije gelo. Kaki ke kichukhon dhore rakhlam aar tarpor dhire suste haat gulo namiye ; ami nijeo ektu pechone shore porar chesta korlam. Kaki kintu ekhono chupchap soja dariye thaklo.. Lift chalu holo..Lift er bhetore light jole uthlo. Sobai nishchinto. Amio … mone paramaando niye..”
Poltu – “lift theke beriye eshe amader du jonar moddhe beshi kotha holo na…beriye ese dekhi kakir saree ta pechone pachhar moddhe khanik ta dhuke royeche. Ami kaki ke short cut e saree ta thik kore nite bollam jeta kaki taratari korlo. Amio ektu ajana bhoye te chilam.. ki jani ebar ki hobe mairi. Kena keta shere newar por ami aar kaki mall theke beriye elam.”
Kaki –“Poltu …shon ; aaj ke jaa holo; seta niye kono dino karur kache bhuleo kono aalochona korbi na.”
Poltu – “ haa kaki….ekdom … kintu ekta kotha boli..?”
Kaki – “haa ..bol”
Poltu – “Tumi abar ek baar nijer pithe matha rakhte deb..”
Kaki – “ki…??!!”
Poltu - “haan..”
Kaki – “shudhu matha rakhbi to..?”
Poltu – “ Bujhe nao…. Naki sotti sunte chaicho amar mukh diye.”
Kaki –“aacha thik aache… kintu sudu ek baar.”
Poltu – “na …jobe chaibo…joto baar chaibo..jokhon chaibo. Tumi kono badha debe na. Ki hobe na hobe seta aami bujhe nebo.”
Kaki (khanik khon vebe) – “thik aachhe… kintu pakka tui kaoke kichu bolbi naa??”
Poltu –“arey bolchi to… keo jaanbe na… aar taa chhara amra bondhu to …. Bondhu der kotha sudu bondhu rai jaanbe … onno keo na.”
Kaki (chokh boro boro kore) – “she ki…amra abar bondhu holam kobe theke??”
Poltu – “keno… tumi jano na… kaki raa almost friends hoye .. bondhu kinba bondhu der moto…ja bolbe.”
Kaki – “Ooo..aachhaaa…. anek janish dekhchi…”
Aei bole kaki haste laglo… amio sath dilam. Haste haste amra ‘phuchka’ khete egiye gelam.
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(To be continued....)
Ami – “haa.. ebar bol ki bolchilis..?”
Poltu – “arey dara…. Ektu patience rakh… chaa khete khete bolbo..”
Ami – “dhurrr leuda… mood kharap korish na.. shigri bol ki bolar chilo tor..”
Poltu – “ aachha shon tahole… tor mone aache kichu din aagey tui amake nijer kakir blouse e hath dhukiye pith chulkiye dewar ek ghotona sunechilis…?”
Ami – “haa… albat mone aache..”
Poltu – “Hmm…. Tahole to tor etao mone hobe je tokhon ami toke bolechilam je tor kakir heavy rosh aache..”
Ami – “haa… bolechilis to… kintu confirm chilam na amra…”
Poltu – “ haa.. khanik ta doubt to chilo… tobe ami je ekebare sothik bolechhilam; seta kaal market e promaan hoye gelo.”
Ami – “Ta ki kore..?”
Poltu – “shon…. Kaal tor kakir sathe market gechilam. Phol, mishti, clips, lipstick, churi…. Ittyadi kena chilo. Market e besh kichu khon edik- odik ghorar por kichu jinish kinlo kaki… tarpor amra dhuklam ek mall e… arey sei mall ta…! Jaar aage shei famous ‘phuchka wala’ ta boshe..”
Ami –“ha , ha, bujhlam …. Aage bol…”
Poltu – “Oi mall e tor kaki aar ami dhuklam.. khanik khon mall e ghurlam… tor kaki jeno kono special kichu khujchilo… oikhane books department / shop o aache… ami koyek ta boye haate niye dekhte laglam.. ektu por kaki ese amaye bollo je tui ekhane boye gulo dekh..ami nijer kena kata ta kore ni…”
Ami – “tarpor…”
Poltu – “tarpor bhai ami jani na keno amar 6th sense bollo je amake kaki ke follow korte hobe.. ami kaki ke follow korlam.. dekhlam je kaki ekta ‘lingeri” department e dhuklo… lady attendents chilo okhane. Aami baire theke kaki ke dekhte laglma ; araal hoye. Praye 10 minutes theke kaki beriye gelo. Sales girl aar kakir haab bhaab dekhe mone holo je; kaki ja chayichilo ta pelo na… ami chot kore boyer department e dhuke pori… kaki amar kache ese bollo je amader opor tolaye jete hobe.. tarpor ami aar kaki pashei lift e dhuke porlam… lift e aaro lok chilo… amader dhukte na dhuktei 2-3 jon aaro dhuke porlo.. aami aar kaaki ekdom pechone hoye gelam .. tao kaki amar aagei dariye chilo… amader 3 floor aaro opor jawar chilo… ekhon lift ta just start hoye ektu opor dike jetei hotat ghammmm kore theme gelo… liftman taratari nijer cell diye operator room e phone korlo… jana gelo je temporary electricity down hoechhe.. amra ektu nischinto holam kintu otto kom jayegaye otto gulo loker majhe kakir bodh hoye bhoy korchilo… uni khanik ta aaro pechone shore elen… onar pachha ta amar komor aar pith ta amar buker sathe sete gechilo ; aar ami pechone lift er body r saathe sete dariye chilam. Kakir amar sathe sete darate amar bara ta pant bhetor chhotpot korte laglo… choto jayegaye oto gulo loker jonno nihshaas niteo kosto hochilo. Tai kakiro ektu ososti hochilo aar tate ektu nara chara korechilo. Ete onar pachha ta bar bar pant er opor theke amar bara ta ghose dichhilo jar phole amar bara ta aaste aaste pant er bhetorei darayi gelo… amarao koshto hochilo oi bondho jayegaye nihshash nite.. tai baddho hoye amakeo side e , ebong epas opash nijer body ta ghurate hochhilo… ete amar danda ta kakir pachhae halka dhakka mere ghosha khachilo… prothom ek du bare to kaki kichu mind korlo naa… kintu jokhon aeivabe 3-4 bar holo tokhon kaki ; matha ta baan paash ghuriye aar chokhe amake dekhlo aar abar samne dike ghure gelo.. aami ektu bhoye pelam… ki korbo ki bolbo kichu bujhte parchilam na… mathaye jor dilam…. Aar jor ditei ekta buddhi elo mathaye… aaste kore kakir kaan e bollam …
Poltu – “kaki… amar shorir kharap korche…”
Kaki –“ keno re ki holo… kemon lagche…”
Poltu – “ khub gaa bomi moto feel hoche…”
Kaki – “bolish ki re…? dekh ektu control kor… ekhuni lift ta thik hoye jabe ; tarpor toke 1-2ta oshudh khaiye debo.. aar soja bari jabo…”
Poltu – “aacha thik aache….”
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2 minute por…
Poltu – “Kaki..”
Kaki – “haa..ki holo?”
Poltu – “ bolchilam je .. aei bondo jayegaye bhalo kore nihshas nite parchi na… matha ghurche.. khanik khoner jonno tomar kandhe matha ta rakhte debe..please.??”
Kaki – “aacha thik aache… rakh …”
Ami – “ta ki korli tui ..? matha rakhli..?”
Poltu – “haa be…. Kintu exactly kaandhe noye..”
Ami – “tahole??!!”
Poltu – “ aagey to kandhei matha ta rekhe chilam kintu aaste aaste kakir pith e chole elam .. pith er opor theke komor porjonto jhola chul take aaste halka haate side e korlam aar nijer matha ta kath kore kakir pith opor rakhlam .. mairi … sotti bolchi… tor kakir oye deep back cut blouse theke beriye aasha chorbi jukto pither opor matha ta rekhe ja aaram pechilam na… ki boli toke … thakte na pere nijer baan diker gaal ta kakir pith e raakhlam…..uuuuuffffff……. ki norom… ki norom…. Makhon ekebare… forsha pither opor halka ghaam aar pith, ghaar aar bogol theke ghaam mishrito onar lagano perfume er snigddho gondho….aahahahahaaa…. sontu re ..!! ami joto baar oi scene ta mone kori ; toto bar i ami jeno shorgo paayi… tor kaki ekebare ek opsora ….joto baar oi scene ta mone kori ; toto bar i amar bara ta 90 noye… 360 degree angle er position niye naye.
Anek khon sei eki vabe thakar por ami aaste aaste kakir pith e nijer nihshas chharte laglam. Oye gorom situation e kakir pith er opor joma ghaam er opor amar thanda nihshaas fela te kaki ekebare shiuare gelo.. Matha ta ektu ghuriye amake baron korar moto bhongi te bollo..
Kaki – “aei …eta ki korcho… emni koro na…”
Poltu – “ki korlam kaaki ??”
Kaki – “dekh ja korchis , ota ekhane lok ra Jodi dekhe naye tahole ekta kelenkari bepar hoye jabe.. tai bolchi ..matha rekhechis ; raakh… kintu aar kichu koris na jeno..”
Poltu – “ami ki korlam kaki..”
Kaki – “uff… bar bar bolte parbo na..”
Poltu – “kichu hobe na…bhorsha rakho nijer Poltur opor..”
Poltu- “Kaki kichu bollo na… Ami pith er opor aste aste nihshas felei chollam.. ek somoye mone holo je kaki chup, soja dariye aache, no movement… pith e matha rakhar fole ami eta bujhte parlam je kaki ekhon gorom hoye gechen kaaron ekhon unio lomba lomba nihshas nichilen.. aar ete onar pith aar buk ta ek special style e otha naama korche. Ami ektu shahos pelam aar kakir dui kandher opor nijer duto haat rakhlam aar halka vabe dhore thaklam. Khanik khon por dui kandher opor nijer dui haat gol gol vabe haalka kore ghurate laglam. Tarpor aaste aaste nijer haat du dik theke niche namate laglam.. emon kore korchilam je mone hobe jeno kakir haater opor haat buliye dichhi. Niche aaste aaste kakir dui haater churir opor haat gelo amar…amar haat lagtei churi gulo , “khannnn” kore aawaaz korlo.. kichu khon haat okhanei rakhar por aami haat duto kakir pachhar dabna gulor side e rakhlam. Dabnar side gulo valo kore feel korar por ami slow motion e duto haat opor e korte laglam. Aar kakir aanchol er niche diye onar pet aar komor ta dui dik theke dhorlam aar khubi slow motion e gol gol haat bulate laglam. Kaki ekhon aaro gobheer aaro lomba lomba nihshas nichilen. Amake to eta ek aladai naughty adventure mone hochilo. Ami komor e haat bulate bulate ebar pet er dike egolam… Pet tao ekebare pith er moton norom … emon ki haat guluo. Nijer middle finger ta kakir nabhi te dhulam aar khubi aaste kore nabhir charpashe aangul ta ghurate laglam. Aar thakte na pere kakir pith ekta alto kore chumu khelam. Dui dik theke sexual torture sojjo na korte pere kaki halka aawaaze “aaahhhhmmmpphhahaahhh” kore nijer matha ta slightly pechone korlo. Aami ek dike kakir pet aar nabhi niye besto chilam to arek dike kakir norom makhoner moto chorbi jukto pith e chumu khawa shuru korlam.. Chumu gulo abar amar lala (saliva) diye.”
Ami – “sotti mairi…??!!” aami biswas korte parchilam na..
Poltu – “arey bara …ami nijer maa er dibbi khe bolchi.”
Ami – “Tarpor??”
Poltu – “aei vabei cholchilo ki tokhoni amar mathaye ghonti baajlo… seta holo ki emon sujog haat chhara kora jaye na.. Full use of the given situation amake kortei hobe. Aei vebe bhoye bhoye ami nijer haat duto asteyy kore kakir pet thke opor othalam .. aar niye giye kaakir dui mai opor rakhlam…….”
Ami – “areyyy baasss…..!!!!!!”
Poltu – “abbey aagey to shon bokachoda..! mai opore haat rakhtei kaki halka vabe ek jhotka dilo amar haat e. ami haat soriye nilam. Kintu abar rakhlam. Kaki abar aaste kore amar haate marlo. Kintu aei baar ami haat soralam na. kaki abar haate marlo. Ami sorlam na. Kaki 3-4 baar haate maarlo.. kintu ami haat soralam na. Tokhon kaki pechone dike mukhta ektu ghuriye aaste kore bollo..
Kaki – “Aei poltu…ki hoche eta..?”
Poltu – “Kichu na.”
Kaki – “tahole haat sora..”
Poltu – “ Kothaye theke?”
Kaki – “jekhane rekhechis..”
Poltu – “Kothaye rekhechi..”
Kaki chup.
Poltu – “bolo na kaki.”
Kaki chup.
Poltu – “bolo na kaki.”
Kaki chup.
Poltu – “bolo na kaki.”
Kaki – “amar buker opor theke.
Poltu – “haa… buker opor theke ki?”
Kaki – “haat shora.”
Poltu – “aami bujhlam na … purota ekbare bolo na..”
Aami bacha der moto baina korlam.
Kaki - amar buker opor theke haat ta sora.”
Ae kotha ta bolar somoye kaakir mukhta to dekhte pelam na tobe eto ta bujhlam je kaaki aei kotha ta mukhe smile niye boleche ; kaaron pechone theke onar gaal e ekta bhanj porte dekhlam je shudu smile dilei hoy.
Poltu – “thake dao kaki… chaap nio na… kissu hobe na… bhorsha koro amaye.”
Poltu – “Er por kaki kicchu bollo na.. ami halka kore 2-3 baar tepar chesta korlam kintu over excitement er jonno thik vabe parlam na. kintu khubi norom godgode chilo mairi…. Bina kapore mai gulo tipte sotti khub khub khubi moja aashbe. Jaak ge… ta jeta bolchilam .. ami haat duto mai er opore rekhe mai er weight aar softness bojhar moto korte laglam… bes ojon aache mairi ; mai gulo te. Amar bara ta to dariyei chilo.. ami aaste aaste aagey pichu hote laglam. Mane chodar moto. Kaki chomke gelo. Kichu bolte jabe taar aagei ami abar bollam, “kichu hobe na…. biswas koro.” Kaki kichu bollen na …. Tobe sposhto bujhlam je onar buk dhor por dhor por korche. Ami somoye na noshto kore nijer komorer aage pichu korar speed ta arektu bariye dilam. Kaki khubi aaste kore “aaaahhhh” aawaaz korchilen. Ami nijer chinta vaabna khomota – shokti sob hariye felechilam. Kakir pithe chumu khachilam aar kaporer opor thekei chudchilam (dry humping). Ekhon nijer chorome chilam ki liftman er cell e information elo je solution hoye geche, lift 5 minute e chalu hoye jabe. Eta shunei ami nijer speed ta arektu bariye dilam. Kaki ke emon vabe dhorechilam je kaki hilleo keo bujhte parbe na. Amar shokto bara aar kakir norom pod…. Aaaahhhhaaaa….. besi khon nijeke dhore rakhte parlam.. First time to … “puch…ssssssssss” kore maal ta beriye gelo. Amar saamner dikta underwear ta puro bhije gelo. Kaki ke kichukhon dhore rakhlam aar tarpor dhire suste haat gulo namiye ; ami nijeo ektu pechone shore porar chesta korlam. Kaki kintu ekhono chupchap soja dariye thaklo.. Lift chalu holo..Lift er bhetore light jole uthlo. Sobai nishchinto. Amio … mone paramaando niye..”
Poltu – “lift theke beriye eshe amader du jonar moddhe beshi kotha holo na…beriye ese dekhi kakir saree ta pechone pachhar moddhe khanik ta dhuke royeche. Ami kaki ke short cut e saree ta thik kore nite bollam jeta kaki taratari korlo. Amio ektu ajana bhoye te chilam.. ki jani ebar ki hobe mairi. Kena keta shere newar por ami aar kaki mall theke beriye elam.”
Kaki –“Poltu …shon ; aaj ke jaa holo; seta niye kono dino karur kache bhuleo kono aalochona korbi na.”
Poltu – “ haa kaki….ekdom … kintu ekta kotha boli..?”
Kaki – “haa ..bol”
Poltu – “Tumi abar ek baar nijer pithe matha rakhte deb..”
Kaki – “ki…??!!”
Poltu - “haan..”
Kaki – “shudhu matha rakhbi to..?”
Poltu – “ Bujhe nao…. Naki sotti sunte chaicho amar mukh diye.”
Kaki –“aacha thik aache… kintu sudu ek baar.”
Poltu – “na …jobe chaibo…joto baar chaibo..jokhon chaibo. Tumi kono badha debe na. Ki hobe na hobe seta aami bujhe nebo.”
Kaki (khanik khon vebe) – “thik aachhe… kintu pakka tui kaoke kichu bolbi naa??”
Poltu –“arey bolchi to… keo jaanbe na… aar taa chhara amra bondhu to …. Bondhu der kotha sudu bondhu rai jaanbe … onno keo na.”
Kaki (chokh boro boro kore) – “she ki…amra abar bondhu holam kobe theke??”
Poltu – “keno… tumi jano na… kaki raa almost friends hoye .. bondhu kinba bondhu der moto…ja bolbe.”
Kaki – “Ooo..aachhaaa…. anek janish dekhchi…”
Aei bole kaki haste laglo… amio sath dilam. Haste haste amra ‘phuchka’ khete egiye gelam.
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(To be continued....)
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