17-04-2025, 05:25 PM
Chapter - 15
Main apne kamre mein baitha baar-baar ghadi dekh raha tha. Raat ke 10 bajne wale the, aur Noor abhi tak ghar nahi aayi thi. Maine badi mushkil se jhoot bolkar abbu-ammi ko samjhaya tha ki Noor ko emergency operation ke liye rukna pada. Doctor se baat karne ka bahana bhi main kai baar bana chuka tha. Meri dil ki dhak-dhak tez thi, aur andar se darr laga hua tha ki kahin kuch galat toh nahi ho gaya. Maine us kameene aur Noor ko kai baar phone kiya, lekin dono mein se kisi ne ek bhi call nahi uthayi.
Samay dheere-dheere beet raha tha. Main bas phone ko ghoorta raha, umeed mein ki kisi ka call aaye. Aakhirkaar, kareeb 10:30 baje, mera intezaar khatam hua aur usi kameene ka phone aaya.
Maine jhat se phone uthaya aur apne gusse ko dabate hue chillaya, “Kahan tha, behenchod? Itni der kaise ho gayi?” Mere gusse se wo ghabra gaya aur dheere se bola, “Yaar, thodi si pee li thi...” Uski awaaz ladkhada rahi thi. Main turant samajh gaya ki wo nashe mein hai. Maine apne aap ko sambhalte hue kaha, “Kahan ho tum abhi? Aur Noor kahan hai?” Ispe wo chup raha, kuch nahi bola. Mera gussa aur bhadak gaya. “Saale, bol kahan ho? Chutiya hai kya?” Maine dobara chillaya. Usne phir dheere se kaha, “Arre yaar, OYO mein hain, wahi market wala.” Yeh sunte hi mujhe samajh aa gaya ki wo kis jagah ki baat kar raha hai. “Accha, main aa raha hoon. Room number kya hai?” Maine poocha. Usne dheere se kaha, “201,” aur phone kat gaya.
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Main jaldi se ghar se nikla aur bike nikali. Market ki taraf tezi se chal pada. Dekhte-dekhte main OYO ke kamre number 201 ke saamne khada tha. Maine darwaza khatkhataaya, par andar se koi jawab nahi aaya. Us kameene ko phone lagaya, lekin usne call uthane ke bajaye sidhe darwaza khol diya. Saamne Hira khada tha—bilkul nanga, lund latakta hua, aankhein laal, badan ladkhadate hue. Itna nasha chadha tha ki usse apne nange lund ko chhupane ki bhi sujh nahi thi. Kamre ka manzar toh bilkul tabaahi ka tha—Noor ka burqa zameen par pada tha, uski salwar-kameez idhar-udhar bikheri, aur bra aur chaddi bistar ke ek kone par uljhi hui. Hawa mein cigarette ki gandi si badboo thi, saath mein daaru aur chudai ki mehak. Bistar ke paas ek chhoti table par do gande glass pade the, unmein daaru ke daag sookh rahe the. Ek plate mein adha-khaya chicken chili bikhra tha, jaise kisi ne jaldi mein chhod diya.
Main wahin khada reh gaya, mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Hira ne mujhe dekha, lekin uski nasheeli aankhein jaise mujhe pehchan bhi nahi rahi thi. Wo bas ek thandi si hansi ke saath ladkhadaya aur bistar ke paas girte-girte baith gaya. Meri nazar uske lund par gayi—bada, mota, aur abhi bhi thodi si akad ke saath. Phir maine apne chhote se lund ke bare mein socha, aur andar hi andar has pada. Hira ka yeh kameena lund mujhse kahi zyada mardana tha, aur yeh baat mujhe ek tarah se jala rahi thi, par saath hi ek gandi si khushi bhi de rahi thi. Mera yeh cuckpan, yeh gandagi, mujhe ek deewana sa bana raha tha.
Phir meri nazar Noor par padi. Wo bistar par leti thi, nangi, bas ek chadar uske badan ke kuch hisson ko chhupa rahi thi. Uska chehra bilkul shant tha, jaise wo kisi gandi sukoon ke sapne mein doobi ho. Uski saansein sust aur lambi thi, nashe mein madhoshi ka ehsaas chhalk raha tha. Uske bikhre baalon mein Hira ka sookha hua maal saaf dikh raha tha—chipchipa, safed, uske chehre ke ek taraf aur baalon ke kuch laton par sookh chuka tha. Main usse dekhta raha, ek gandi si uttejana aur sharam ke saath. Noor ke hothon par ek halki si muskurahat thi, jaise usne abhi-abhi kisi jannat ka maza chakha ho. Uske gale par laal nishaan, uske kandhon par ungliyon ke daag—sab kuch us chudai ke toofan ka saboot de raha tha jo abhi guzar chuka tha.
Kamre mein sannata tha, bas Hira ki nasheeli siskiyon aur Noor ki sust saanson ki awaaz thi. Bistar ke neeche zameen par kharoch ke nishaan, daaru ki botal ke paas cigarette ke tukde, aur woh adha-khaya chicken chili ka plate—yeh sab us raat ki gandi kahani suna raha tha. Main wahan khada tha, apne gusse, apni gandi bechaini, aur apni khushi ke saath. Yeh meri Noor thi, aur yeh Hira, jo usse mujhse kahi zyada maza de chuka tha. Main uske chehre par, uske baalon par Hira ka sookha hua maal dekhta raha, aur andar hi andar ek gandi si khushi mehsoos kar raha tha. Yeh thi meri kahani—ek aisi kahani jismein main khud apni haar ka deewana ban chuka tha.
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Main Noor ko dekhta raha, aur ek pal ke liye hairaan reh gaya. Yeh wahi Noor thi, jo mahzabi aur deendar thi, jo kabhi daaru ko haath nahi lagati thi. Par ab uske paas pade glass aur uski nasheeli saansein sab kuch suna rahi thi. Maine andar hi andar has diya—meri wajah se wo zina kar rahi thi, aur use pata bhi nahi ki yeh sab meri marzi se ho raha tha. Main Hira ki taraf mudkar bola, “Bhai, Noor ko ghar le jana hai, thodi madad kar de.” Hira ne meri baat suni, aur ek gandi si hansi ke saath mujhe ignore kar diya. Wo sidha bistar par gaya, Noor ke peeche let gaya, aur usse chipak kar spoon karne laga, uska nanga lund uski kamar se takra raha tha. Yeh sab meri aankhon ke saamne ho raha tha. Mera lund ekdum tight ho gaya, aur main khud ko rok nahi paya. Maine apni pant kholi aur wahin khade-khade muth marna shuru kar diya, meri aankhein Noor aur Hira par tiki hui thi. Thodi der mein main itni zor se jhada ki ek cheekh si nikal gayi, aur main girte-girte sambhala. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha, aankhon ke saamne andhera sa chha gaya. Phir maine apne kapde theek kiye, un dono ko wahi chhod diya, aur ghar wapas aa gaya. Ghar pahunchte hi main bistar par gira aur itni gehri neend soya jaise koi tension hi nahi thi. Subah jab aankh khuli, Noor mere bagal mein leti thi, uska sar pakadte hue, chehra dard se bhara hua.
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Noor bistar par leti thi, uska sar itni zor se dard kar raha tha ki wo aankhein band karke bas haath se sir pakde hue thi. Uska chehra sookha hua tha, nashe ka hangover saaf dikh raha tha. Main uske liye paani aur ek painkiller laya, dheere se uska sar dabaya, aur phir ammi-abbu ko bol diya ki Noor ki tabiyat kharab hai, aaj wo aaram karegi. Wo dono chinta mein pad gaye, lekin maine unhe samjha diya ki bas thodi si thakan hai. Phir main jaldi se tayyar hua aur office jaane se pehle Hira se milne nikal gaya. Dil mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi, ek gandi si uttejana jo mujhe us kameene ki baatein sunne ke liye kheench rahi thi. Main uske paas ek chhote se chai ke tapri par pahuncha, jahan wo apni motorbike ke paas khada cigarette pee raha tha, uski shirt ke button khule hue, badan abhi bhi us raat ki madhoshi mein dooba sa lag raha tha.
Hira ne mujhe dekhte hi ek gandi si hansi di, uski aankhein mujhe upar se neeche tak ghoor rahi thi. “Arre, bhadwa, aa gaya apni biwi ki kahani sunne?” usne kaha, aur ek zor ka thook zameen par phenka. Main chup raha, lekin mera lund pant ke andar ekdum tight ho gaya. Usne cigarette ka lamba kash liya aur shuru ho gaya, “Teri Noor, bhai, kya cheez hai. Pehle toh na-na karti thi, bolti thi ‘main toh deendar aurat hoon, daaru nahi peeti.’ Lekin maine usse ek glass mein thodi si vodka daali, thodi si baatein ghumayi, uske kandhe par haath rakha, aur bas… wo pigal gayi.” Usne apni ungliyon se ek chhoti si chhed banayi, jaise koi ganda ishara kar raha ho, aur phir hasa. “Ek baar daaru andar gayi, uska burqa utar gaya, aur phir toh wo meri godi mein thi, bol rahi thi, ‘Hira, aur ek sip de do.’ Bhai, teri biwi ka woh nasha, woh madhosh aankhein—main toh usi waqt uspe jhapta.” Main uski baatein sun raha tha, meri saansein tez ho rahi thi, aur maine apna haath pant ki jeb mein daal liya, dheere-dheere apne lund ko sehlane laga. Hira ki har baat mere dil mein ek ganda sa toofan utha rahi thi, aur main uski har baat ko apne dimaag mein dohra raha tha—Noor ka burqa utarna, uska Hira ke saath madhoshi mein doobna.
Hira ne cigarette zameen par phenki aur apni baat aage badhaya, “Aur sun, bhadwa, hum dono shopping bhi kiye the us din. Tera paisa kharch karke maine uske liye do saree li—ek bilkul transparent wali, jo uske badan ko dikhaye, aur ek laal wali, jo main usse pehnake chodunga. Aur haan, kuch sexy panties bhi li—wo lace wali, jo main usse utarunga jab agli baar usse OYO mein le jaunga.” Usne apne honth chate, aur ek gandi si muskurahat ke saath mujhe dekha. Meri jeb mein haath ab tez chal raha tha, mera lund itna sakht tha ki pant phatne wali thi. Hira ki baatein meri biwi ko ek chudai ki cheez ki tarah pesh kar rahi thi, aur main, yeh sab sunke, ek gande sukoon mein doob raha tha. Usne achanak meri taraf dekha, apni aankhein sikodi, aur kaha, “Ek baat yaad rakh, bhadwa. Noor ab meri maal hai. Tu usse haath bhi nahi laga sakta, samjha? Wo ab sirf meri hai.” Uske yeh shabd mere kaanon mein teer ki tarah lage, par mere lund ne ek aur jhatka maara, aur main bas sar hila diya, jaise ek kutte ki tarah uske hukum maan raha ho. Hira ne ek aakhri hansi di, apni bike start ki, aur nikal gaya. Main wahin khada raha, jeb mein haath abhi bhi chalta raha, dil mein ek ajeeb si garmi aur sharam ka toofan uth raha tha.
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Main ghar wapas aaya, dil mein abhi bhi Hira ki baaton ka ganda sa nasha chadha hua tha. Kamre mein ghuste hi maine darwaza band kiya, pant utari, aur bistar par letkar muth marna shuru kar diya, Noor ke burqa utarne aur Hira ke saath uski chudai ki tasveerein mere dimaag mein chal rahi thi. Jhadne ke baad maine ek plastic ka shopping bag dekha jo almari ke paas rakha tha. Usmein do saree thi—ek transparent si, jo Noor ke badan ko nanga sa dikha degi, aur ek laal wali, bilkul suhagraat ke jaisi. Main unhe haath mein liya, unki mulayam fabric ko mehsoos kiya, aur jaise koi nasha chadh gaya. Mera lund phir se khada ho gaya, lekin maine khud ko roka aur office ke liye tayyar hua. Office mein pura din main kaam mein dhyan nahi laga paya, bas yahi sochta raha ki Hira kab Noor ko in saree mein pehnake apni suhagraat manayega, uska mota lund uske andar jayega, aur wo dono madhoshi mein doob jayenge. Shaam ko office se nikalte hi maine Hira ko phone lagaya, bahana banaya ki chat pe kamre ka light kharab hai, usse theek karne aana hoga. Hira maan gaya, aur maine plan banaya. Ghar pahunchte hi maine Hira ko chat par bheja aur Noor ko kaha, “Jao, dekho wo kya kar raha hai, thodi help kar dena.” Noor, abhi bhi sar dard se pareshan, chali gayi, aur maine thodi der baad chupke se chat par chadh gaya. Wahin ek kone mein chhupkar unki baatein sunne laga. Noor gusse mein bol rahi thi, “Teri wajah se mera sar phata ja raha hai, Hira! Ek toh pehli baar daaru piya, upar se yeh hangover. Aur pata nahi kaisa chutiya hai mera sauhar, koi khabar hi nahi use meri!” Main飛chhupkar sun raha tha, uski yeh baat sunke mera lund ekdum tight ho gaya—woh nahi jaanti thi ki main sab jaanta hoon. Hira ne ek gandi si hansi di aur kaha, “Arre, meri jaan, yeh dard toh bas pehli daaru ka hai. Aur tera sar dard? Mera lund uski dawa hai, le le, sab theek ho jayega.” Wo uske kareeb gaya, apni pant kholi, aur apna mota lund uske saamne latka diya. Noor pehle hichkichayi, phir uski aankhon mein wahi madhoshi chadh gayi jo kal OYO mein thi. Usne dheere se Hira ka lund apne haath mein liya, phir apne muh mein le liya, aur chusne lagi, uski awaaz chat ke sannate mein goonj rahi thi. Main chhupkar dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar phatne ko tayyar tha. Hira ke haath Noor ke baalon mein the, aur wo usse dheere-dheere guide kar raha tha. Main apne aap ko rok nahi paya, jeb mein haath dala, aur dheere-dheere sehlane laga, har pal ka maza le raha tha. Yeh meri Noor thi, Hira ke lund ko chus rahi thi, aur main, ek chhupa hua cuck, is gande sukoon mein doob raha tha, apni biwi ki chudai ka ek aur naya chapter dekh raha tha.
Main apne kamre mein baitha baar-baar ghadi dekh raha tha. Raat ke 10 bajne wale the, aur Noor abhi tak ghar nahi aayi thi. Maine badi mushkil se jhoot bolkar abbu-ammi ko samjhaya tha ki Noor ko emergency operation ke liye rukna pada. Doctor se baat karne ka bahana bhi main kai baar bana chuka tha. Meri dil ki dhak-dhak tez thi, aur andar se darr laga hua tha ki kahin kuch galat toh nahi ho gaya. Maine us kameene aur Noor ko kai baar phone kiya, lekin dono mein se kisi ne ek bhi call nahi uthayi.
Samay dheere-dheere beet raha tha. Main bas phone ko ghoorta raha, umeed mein ki kisi ka call aaye. Aakhirkaar, kareeb 10:30 baje, mera intezaar khatam hua aur usi kameene ka phone aaya.
Maine jhat se phone uthaya aur apne gusse ko dabate hue chillaya, “Kahan tha, behenchod? Itni der kaise ho gayi?” Mere gusse se wo ghabra gaya aur dheere se bola, “Yaar, thodi si pee li thi...” Uski awaaz ladkhada rahi thi. Main turant samajh gaya ki wo nashe mein hai. Maine apne aap ko sambhalte hue kaha, “Kahan ho tum abhi? Aur Noor kahan hai?” Ispe wo chup raha, kuch nahi bola. Mera gussa aur bhadak gaya. “Saale, bol kahan ho? Chutiya hai kya?” Maine dobara chillaya. Usne phir dheere se kaha, “Arre yaar, OYO mein hain, wahi market wala.” Yeh sunte hi mujhe samajh aa gaya ki wo kis jagah ki baat kar raha hai. “Accha, main aa raha hoon. Room number kya hai?” Maine poocha. Usne dheere se kaha, “201,” aur phone kat gaya.
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Main jaldi se ghar se nikla aur bike nikali. Market ki taraf tezi se chal pada. Dekhte-dekhte main OYO ke kamre number 201 ke saamne khada tha. Maine darwaza khatkhataaya, par andar se koi jawab nahi aaya. Us kameene ko phone lagaya, lekin usne call uthane ke bajaye sidhe darwaza khol diya. Saamne Hira khada tha—bilkul nanga, lund latakta hua, aankhein laal, badan ladkhadate hue. Itna nasha chadha tha ki usse apne nange lund ko chhupane ki bhi sujh nahi thi. Kamre ka manzar toh bilkul tabaahi ka tha—Noor ka burqa zameen par pada tha, uski salwar-kameez idhar-udhar bikheri, aur bra aur chaddi bistar ke ek kone par uljhi hui. Hawa mein cigarette ki gandi si badboo thi, saath mein daaru aur chudai ki mehak. Bistar ke paas ek chhoti table par do gande glass pade the, unmein daaru ke daag sookh rahe the. Ek plate mein adha-khaya chicken chili bikhra tha, jaise kisi ne jaldi mein chhod diya.
Main wahin khada reh gaya, mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Hira ne mujhe dekha, lekin uski nasheeli aankhein jaise mujhe pehchan bhi nahi rahi thi. Wo bas ek thandi si hansi ke saath ladkhadaya aur bistar ke paas girte-girte baith gaya. Meri nazar uske lund par gayi—bada, mota, aur abhi bhi thodi si akad ke saath. Phir maine apne chhote se lund ke bare mein socha, aur andar hi andar has pada. Hira ka yeh kameena lund mujhse kahi zyada mardana tha, aur yeh baat mujhe ek tarah se jala rahi thi, par saath hi ek gandi si khushi bhi de rahi thi. Mera yeh cuckpan, yeh gandagi, mujhe ek deewana sa bana raha tha.
Phir meri nazar Noor par padi. Wo bistar par leti thi, nangi, bas ek chadar uske badan ke kuch hisson ko chhupa rahi thi. Uska chehra bilkul shant tha, jaise wo kisi gandi sukoon ke sapne mein doobi ho. Uski saansein sust aur lambi thi, nashe mein madhoshi ka ehsaas chhalk raha tha. Uske bikhre baalon mein Hira ka sookha hua maal saaf dikh raha tha—chipchipa, safed, uske chehre ke ek taraf aur baalon ke kuch laton par sookh chuka tha. Main usse dekhta raha, ek gandi si uttejana aur sharam ke saath. Noor ke hothon par ek halki si muskurahat thi, jaise usne abhi-abhi kisi jannat ka maza chakha ho. Uske gale par laal nishaan, uske kandhon par ungliyon ke daag—sab kuch us chudai ke toofan ka saboot de raha tha jo abhi guzar chuka tha.
Kamre mein sannata tha, bas Hira ki nasheeli siskiyon aur Noor ki sust saanson ki awaaz thi. Bistar ke neeche zameen par kharoch ke nishaan, daaru ki botal ke paas cigarette ke tukde, aur woh adha-khaya chicken chili ka plate—yeh sab us raat ki gandi kahani suna raha tha. Main wahan khada tha, apne gusse, apni gandi bechaini, aur apni khushi ke saath. Yeh meri Noor thi, aur yeh Hira, jo usse mujhse kahi zyada maza de chuka tha. Main uske chehre par, uske baalon par Hira ka sookha hua maal dekhta raha, aur andar hi andar ek gandi si khushi mehsoos kar raha tha. Yeh thi meri kahani—ek aisi kahani jismein main khud apni haar ka deewana ban chuka tha.
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Main Noor ko dekhta raha, aur ek pal ke liye hairaan reh gaya. Yeh wahi Noor thi, jo mahzabi aur deendar thi, jo kabhi daaru ko haath nahi lagati thi. Par ab uske paas pade glass aur uski nasheeli saansein sab kuch suna rahi thi. Maine andar hi andar has diya—meri wajah se wo zina kar rahi thi, aur use pata bhi nahi ki yeh sab meri marzi se ho raha tha. Main Hira ki taraf mudkar bola, “Bhai, Noor ko ghar le jana hai, thodi madad kar de.” Hira ne meri baat suni, aur ek gandi si hansi ke saath mujhe ignore kar diya. Wo sidha bistar par gaya, Noor ke peeche let gaya, aur usse chipak kar spoon karne laga, uska nanga lund uski kamar se takra raha tha. Yeh sab meri aankhon ke saamne ho raha tha. Mera lund ekdum tight ho gaya, aur main khud ko rok nahi paya. Maine apni pant kholi aur wahin khade-khade muth marna shuru kar diya, meri aankhein Noor aur Hira par tiki hui thi. Thodi der mein main itni zor se jhada ki ek cheekh si nikal gayi, aur main girte-girte sambhala. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha, aankhon ke saamne andhera sa chha gaya. Phir maine apne kapde theek kiye, un dono ko wahi chhod diya, aur ghar wapas aa gaya. Ghar pahunchte hi main bistar par gira aur itni gehri neend soya jaise koi tension hi nahi thi. Subah jab aankh khuli, Noor mere bagal mein leti thi, uska sar pakadte hue, chehra dard se bhara hua.
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Noor bistar par leti thi, uska sar itni zor se dard kar raha tha ki wo aankhein band karke bas haath se sir pakde hue thi. Uska chehra sookha hua tha, nashe ka hangover saaf dikh raha tha. Main uske liye paani aur ek painkiller laya, dheere se uska sar dabaya, aur phir ammi-abbu ko bol diya ki Noor ki tabiyat kharab hai, aaj wo aaram karegi. Wo dono chinta mein pad gaye, lekin maine unhe samjha diya ki bas thodi si thakan hai. Phir main jaldi se tayyar hua aur office jaane se pehle Hira se milne nikal gaya. Dil mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi, ek gandi si uttejana jo mujhe us kameene ki baatein sunne ke liye kheench rahi thi. Main uske paas ek chhote se chai ke tapri par pahuncha, jahan wo apni motorbike ke paas khada cigarette pee raha tha, uski shirt ke button khule hue, badan abhi bhi us raat ki madhoshi mein dooba sa lag raha tha.
Hira ne mujhe dekhte hi ek gandi si hansi di, uski aankhein mujhe upar se neeche tak ghoor rahi thi. “Arre, bhadwa, aa gaya apni biwi ki kahani sunne?” usne kaha, aur ek zor ka thook zameen par phenka. Main chup raha, lekin mera lund pant ke andar ekdum tight ho gaya. Usne cigarette ka lamba kash liya aur shuru ho gaya, “Teri Noor, bhai, kya cheez hai. Pehle toh na-na karti thi, bolti thi ‘main toh deendar aurat hoon, daaru nahi peeti.’ Lekin maine usse ek glass mein thodi si vodka daali, thodi si baatein ghumayi, uske kandhe par haath rakha, aur bas… wo pigal gayi.” Usne apni ungliyon se ek chhoti si chhed banayi, jaise koi ganda ishara kar raha ho, aur phir hasa. “Ek baar daaru andar gayi, uska burqa utar gaya, aur phir toh wo meri godi mein thi, bol rahi thi, ‘Hira, aur ek sip de do.’ Bhai, teri biwi ka woh nasha, woh madhosh aankhein—main toh usi waqt uspe jhapta.” Main uski baatein sun raha tha, meri saansein tez ho rahi thi, aur maine apna haath pant ki jeb mein daal liya, dheere-dheere apne lund ko sehlane laga. Hira ki har baat mere dil mein ek ganda sa toofan utha rahi thi, aur main uski har baat ko apne dimaag mein dohra raha tha—Noor ka burqa utarna, uska Hira ke saath madhoshi mein doobna.
Hira ne cigarette zameen par phenki aur apni baat aage badhaya, “Aur sun, bhadwa, hum dono shopping bhi kiye the us din. Tera paisa kharch karke maine uske liye do saree li—ek bilkul transparent wali, jo uske badan ko dikhaye, aur ek laal wali, jo main usse pehnake chodunga. Aur haan, kuch sexy panties bhi li—wo lace wali, jo main usse utarunga jab agli baar usse OYO mein le jaunga.” Usne apne honth chate, aur ek gandi si muskurahat ke saath mujhe dekha. Meri jeb mein haath ab tez chal raha tha, mera lund itna sakht tha ki pant phatne wali thi. Hira ki baatein meri biwi ko ek chudai ki cheez ki tarah pesh kar rahi thi, aur main, yeh sab sunke, ek gande sukoon mein doob raha tha. Usne achanak meri taraf dekha, apni aankhein sikodi, aur kaha, “Ek baat yaad rakh, bhadwa. Noor ab meri maal hai. Tu usse haath bhi nahi laga sakta, samjha? Wo ab sirf meri hai.” Uske yeh shabd mere kaanon mein teer ki tarah lage, par mere lund ne ek aur jhatka maara, aur main bas sar hila diya, jaise ek kutte ki tarah uske hukum maan raha ho. Hira ne ek aakhri hansi di, apni bike start ki, aur nikal gaya. Main wahin khada raha, jeb mein haath abhi bhi chalta raha, dil mein ek ajeeb si garmi aur sharam ka toofan uth raha tha.
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Main ghar wapas aaya, dil mein abhi bhi Hira ki baaton ka ganda sa nasha chadha hua tha. Kamre mein ghuste hi maine darwaza band kiya, pant utari, aur bistar par letkar muth marna shuru kar diya, Noor ke burqa utarne aur Hira ke saath uski chudai ki tasveerein mere dimaag mein chal rahi thi. Jhadne ke baad maine ek plastic ka shopping bag dekha jo almari ke paas rakha tha. Usmein do saree thi—ek transparent si, jo Noor ke badan ko nanga sa dikha degi, aur ek laal wali, bilkul suhagraat ke jaisi. Main unhe haath mein liya, unki mulayam fabric ko mehsoos kiya, aur jaise koi nasha chadh gaya. Mera lund phir se khada ho gaya, lekin maine khud ko roka aur office ke liye tayyar hua. Office mein pura din main kaam mein dhyan nahi laga paya, bas yahi sochta raha ki Hira kab Noor ko in saree mein pehnake apni suhagraat manayega, uska mota lund uske andar jayega, aur wo dono madhoshi mein doob jayenge. Shaam ko office se nikalte hi maine Hira ko phone lagaya, bahana banaya ki chat pe kamre ka light kharab hai, usse theek karne aana hoga. Hira maan gaya, aur maine plan banaya. Ghar pahunchte hi maine Hira ko chat par bheja aur Noor ko kaha, “Jao, dekho wo kya kar raha hai, thodi help kar dena.” Noor, abhi bhi sar dard se pareshan, chali gayi, aur maine thodi der baad chupke se chat par chadh gaya. Wahin ek kone mein chhupkar unki baatein sunne laga. Noor gusse mein bol rahi thi, “Teri wajah se mera sar phata ja raha hai, Hira! Ek toh pehli baar daaru piya, upar se yeh hangover. Aur pata nahi kaisa chutiya hai mera sauhar, koi khabar hi nahi use meri!” Main飛chhupkar sun raha tha, uski yeh baat sunke mera lund ekdum tight ho gaya—woh nahi jaanti thi ki main sab jaanta hoon. Hira ne ek gandi si hansi di aur kaha, “Arre, meri jaan, yeh dard toh bas pehli daaru ka hai. Aur tera sar dard? Mera lund uski dawa hai, le le, sab theek ho jayega.” Wo uske kareeb gaya, apni pant kholi, aur apna mota lund uske saamne latka diya. Noor pehle hichkichayi, phir uski aankhon mein wahi madhoshi chadh gayi jo kal OYO mein thi. Usne dheere se Hira ka lund apne haath mein liya, phir apne muh mein le liya, aur chusne lagi, uski awaaz chat ke sannate mein goonj rahi thi. Main chhupkar dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar phatne ko tayyar tha. Hira ke haath Noor ke baalon mein the, aur wo usse dheere-dheere guide kar raha tha. Main apne aap ko rok nahi paya, jeb mein haath dala, aur dheere-dheere sehlane laga, har pal ka maza le raha tha. Yeh meri Noor thi, Hira ke lund ko chus rahi thi, aur main, ek chhupa hua cuck, is gande sukoon mein doob raha tha, apni biwi ki chudai ka ek aur naya chapter dekh raha tha.
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