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Chapter - 17
Raat ko Noor ke “kal karungi” bolne ke baad main bistar par leta tha, dil mein ek ajeeb si khusi thi. Noor aur Hira ka yeh “chikni chut milan” mere dimaag mein ek special tamasha ban chuka tha, jaise koi jashn hone wala ho. Main sochne laga ki yeh milan khaas kaise banega—koi OYO ka kamra, koi naya kapda, ya koi ganda khel? Par yeh sochte-sochte meri aankhein band ho gayi, aur main Hira ke lund aur Noor ke nange jism ke sapnon mein doobkar so gaya. Subah office jate waqt bhi mera dimaag isi khayal mein uljha raha, aur maine faisla kiya ki Hira se baat karni padegi. Lunch break mein maine usse phone lagaya, dil mein wahi gandi uttejana thi. “Arre, bhadwa, itni jaldi call kiya?” Hira ne apni kameeni hansi ke saath shuru kiya. Maine seedhe baat par aate hue kaha, “Hira, ek idea hai. Tu roz raat ko chat par Noor se mil sakta hai. Ammi-abbu ghar mein hote hain, par chat safe hai, aur main khud neeche khada hokar guarding karunga.” Hira ne ek thandi si hansi di, “Bhadwa, tu kitna wafadar hai, par chat par kya? Wahan na jagah hai comfortable hone ki, na bistar. Main apni rani ko aise thodi na chodunga, khade-khade?” Uske shabd mujhe chubhe, par mera lund pant ke andar tight ho gaya, sochkar ki Hira kitna besharam hai.
Maine jaldi se kaha, “Hira, main koi tareeka dhoondh lunga, tu fikar na kar. Waise, kuch special karna hai kya? Noor ne ab tak chut shave kar li hogi, na?” Hira ne ek zor ka thahaka lagaya, aur bola, “Arre, bhadwa, teri biwi toh ekdum fast hai! Usne kal raat hi apni chikni chut ki photo bhej di thi.
Kya cheez lag rahi hai, bilkul nangi, chikni, jaise mera lund uske liye bani ho!” Yeh sunke mera dil zor se dhadka, ek taraf hairaani ki Noor ne itni jaldi Hira ko photo bhej di, aur doosri taraf ganda sukoon ki meri biwi uske liye itni taiyar hai. Maine phir poochha, “Toh, Hira, kuch special plan hai kya is milan ke liye?” Hira ne thodi der socha, phir kaha, “Main soch raha hoon, usse kahin ghumane le jaun. Ek resort ya hotel book karun, wahan poora din uske saath maze karun, uski chikni chut ka poora swad loon.” Uske shabd mere dimaag mein ek gandi tasveer bana rahe the, par maine dheeme se kaha, “Hira, yeh thoda mushkil hai. Ammi-abbu ke hote hue Noor ko itni der ke liye bahar bhejna asaan nahi. Koi aur tareeka soch.” Hira ne ek gandi si gaali di, “Thik hai, bhadwa, tu apne ammi-abbu ka bandobast kar, aur main apni rani ka. Chat par hi kuch karna padega, par tu jagah ka intezaam kar.” Maine sar hilaya, jaise phone par bhi wo mujhe dekh sakta ho, aur sochne laga ki kaise yeh milan special banega. Mera lund abhi bhi tight tha.
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Shaam ko main ghar pahuncha, darwaze par hi chai aur nashte ki khushboo ne mujhe khushi se bhar diya. Noor ne dining table par chai ke pyale aur garma-garam pakode rakhe hue the, uska chehra shant tha, jaise kuch badala hi na ho. Main, ammi, aur abbu table par baithe, pakode khaate hue thodi si ghar-pariwar ki baatein ki. Ammi bol rahi thi, “Imran, beta, apni khala ko phone kar lena, unki tabiyat theek nahi hai.” Abbu ne chai ka sip lete hue kaha, “Haan, aur yeh ghar ka saman bhi khatam ho raha hai, kal bazaar se le aana.” Maine sar hilaya, par mera dimaag kahin aur tha—chat par, jahan Noor aur Hira ka “chikni chut milan” hone wala tha. Noor ne chai ka pyala mere haath mein dete hue ek chhoti si muskurahat di, aur maine socha, yeh ladki kitni chhupati hai, mujhe kuch pata hi nahi aur main uske ashiq ke liye plan bana raha hoon. Baaton-baaton mein waqt guzar gaya, aur nashta khatam karte hi maine kaha, “Main zara chat par jaakar dekhta hoon, hawa thodi khuli hai.” Ammi ne kaha, “Haan, thik hai, par jaldi wapas aa jana.”
Chat par pahunchkar maine charon taraf dekha—nanga aasman, thandi hawa, aur bas ek purana plastic ka chair aur diwar ka sahara. Hira sahi bol raha tha, yahan na bistar tha, na koi comfortable jagah. Main hans pada, sochkar ki main kitna acha cuck hoon—apni bibi ke ashiq ke sukoon ka bhi itna khayal rakhta hoon. Par yeh khali chat Noor aur Hira ke milan ke liye kaafi nahi thi. Maine diwar ke paas khada hokar sochna shuru kiya, aur tabhi ek shaitani idea mere dimaag mein aaya. Kya hoga agar main yahan ek chhota sa “love nest” bana doon? Maine socha, main ek purana folding mattress, jo store room mein pada tha, chat par chhupa sakta hoon, ek badi si chadar se dhak kar, taaki ammi-abbu ko shak na ho. Aur ek plastic ka tarpaulin bhi lagaya ja sakta hai, ek kone mein, jisse hawa aur nazaron se bacha ja sake. Yeh sab main “chat ki safai” ke bahane kar sakta hoon, aur Hira ko bol doonga ki yeh unke liye hai, bina Noor ko yeh pata chale ki main janta hoon. Yeh sochkar main aur hans pada—kitna kameena plan hai, aur kitna maza aayega jab Hira apni rani ko is “love nest” mein leke maze karega, aur main neeche khada hokar unki hifazat karunga! Mera lund pant ke andar tight ho gaya, yeh ganda sukoon aur apne cuckpan ka nasha mujhe ek aur raat Noor ke haram ke sapnon mein doobne ke liye kheench raha tha.
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Shaam ko main neeche storage room ki taraf badha, dil mein ek shaitani josh tha. Ammi kitchen mein Rizwan ke saath khel rahi thi, uski hansi andar se aa rahi thi, aur abbu kamre mein aaram kar rahe the, TV ki awaaz dheemi-dheemi goonj rahi thi. Noor bhi kitchen mein khana bana rahi thi, uski churiyon ki khanak aur chulhe ki siskari sunai de rahi thi. Maine mauka dekha aur jaldi se store room se purana folding mattress uthaya, ek badi si chadar ke saath usse dhak diya, aur chat ki taraf chupke se le gaya. Chat par pahunchkar maine mattress ko ek kone mein diwar ke peeche chhupa diya, upar se tarpaulin daal diya taaki koi shak na kare. Sab kuch itni chupke se kiya ki kisi ko bhanak bhi na padi. Phir maine phone nikal kar Hira ko message bheja: “Bhai, chat par mattress aur tarpaulin ka intezaam kar diya. Ab tu aur Noor aaram se maze kar sakte ho. Raat ko aa jana.” Hira ka reply turant aaya: “Shabash, bhadwa! Tu toh ekdum wafadar hai. Aaj raat teri rani ke saath yeh love nest try karunga. Tu dekhna, kya mazaa aayega!” Uske shabd padhkar mera lund pant ke andar tight ho gaya, aur ek gandi si khushi dil mein chha gayi. Hira ki shabashi ne mujhe apne cuckpan par fakr sa mehsoos karaya, jaise main koi bada kaam kar raha hoon.
Raat ko khana khaane ke baad main bistar par let gaya, aankhein band kar li aur sone ka natak shuru kar diya. Noor bhi mere paas leti thi, par uska phone uske haath mein tha, aur screen ki roshni uske chehre par chamak rahi thi. Main aankhein thodi si kholkar, ankh ke kone se usse dekhta raha—wo chupke se kisi se chat kar rahi thi, uski ungliyan tezi se chal rahi thi, aur kabhi-kabhi ek dheemi si muskurahat uske honthon par aati thi. Main samajh gaya, yeh Hira hi hoga. Do ghante tak main bistar par pada raha, dil mein bechaini aur uttejana ka toofan uth raha tha. Aakhirkaar Noor ne phone side mein rakha, dheere se bistar se utri, aur chupke se chat ki taraf chali gayi. Maine thodi der intezar kiya, phir uske peeche chupke se chat ke darwaze tak pahunch gaya, pairon ki awaaz na ho iska dhyan rakhte hue. Chat par Noor ek kone mein khadi thi, phone kaan se lagaye, thodi gusse mein bol rahi thi, “Hira, main bol rahi hoon, itna risk kyun? Agar kisi ne dekh liya toh? Rizwan ke abbu ya ammi-abbu jaag gaye toh?” Hira ki awaaz dheemi si aayi, “Arre, meri jaan, tu fikar na kar, main sab sambhal lunga.” Noor ne ek gandi si gaali di, phir dheeme se boli, “Thik hai, baba, jaldi aa.” Main samajh gaya, Hira usse mana raha tha, aur Noor maan gayi. Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhup gaya, andhere mein ekdum ghul sa gaya.
Das minute baad chat ka darwaza dheere se khula, Hira andar aaya. Noor ne pehle hi darwaza khula rakha tha, jaise uska intezar kar rahi ho. Hira seedha chat par pahuncha, aur jaise hi dono ki nazrein mili, dono ekdum jungli ho gaye. Hira ne Noor ko apni baahon mein kheench liya, uske honthon par apne honth rakh diye, aur dono ek doosre ko bhookhe sher ki tarah chumne lage. Noor ke haath Hira ke baalon mein the, aur Hira ka haath uski kamar se neeche sarkar uski gaand dabane laga. Noor ne ek dheemi si siski nikali, uska dupatta zameen par gir gaya, aur uski kameez thodi si upar uth gayi, uski chikni kamar chamak rahi thi. Main darwaze ke peeche chhupkar yeh sab dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar ekdum kadak ho gaya. Maine apna haath pant ke andar dala, dheere se sehlaana shuru kiya, har pal ka maza lete hue.
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Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar Noor aur Hira ko dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar ekdum kadak, haath sehlaate hue. Hira ne ek jhatke se Noor ko apni godi mein utha liya, uske honthon par apne honth rakh diye, aur dono ek doosre ko bhookhe janwaron ki tarah chumne lage. Noor ke haath Hira ke kandhon par the, uski ungliyan uski shirt mein gad rahi thi, aur Hira ne uski kamar ko zor se pakda hua tha, jaise usse kabhi chhodna hi na chahta ho. Unki saansein ek doosre se takra rahi thi, awaaz chat ke andhere mein goonj rahi thi, aur dono itna gehra chum rahe the ki jaise oxygen khatam ho jayega. Aakhirkaar, jab dono ki saansein phool gayi, Hira ne Noor ko dheere se side mein utara, uske pair zameen par tikte hi uska dupatta phir se gir gaya, uski chikni kamar abhi bhi roshni mein chamak rahi thi.
Hira ne ek kameeni si muskurahat ke saath Noor ko dekha aur kaha, “Kya baat hai, meri rani, kitni hawasi hai tu!” Noor ne sharmate hue apni aankhein jhuka li, ek dheemi si muskurahat uske honthon par aayi, aur usne dheere se kaha, “Hira, tu bhi na, bas shuruaat tu karta hai.” Hira ne ek zor ki hansi di, phir uske kareeb gaya, uske baal ek taraf kiye, aur kaha, “Noor, aaj tere liye ek surprise hai.” Noor ki aankhein chamak uthi, usne utsaah se poochha, “Kya hai, Hira? Koi gift?” Hira ne ek shaitani hasi di, phir usne diwar ke paas jakar tarpaulin uthaya, jahan maine folding mattress chupa tha. Noor ke chehre par hairaani chha gayi, usne kaha, “Yeh… yeh toh store room ka mattress hai! Chat par kaise aaya?” Hira ne jhooth bolte hue kaha, “Arre, sahab ne kaha tha yahan rakh do, shayad chat ki safai ke liye.” Noor ne sar hila diya, thodi si shanka uski aankhon mein thi, par usne kuch nahi kaha.
Hira ne mattress ko kholna shuru kiya, Noor ne bhi haath badhaya aur chadar ko seedha karte hue uski madad ki. Jab mattress poora khul gaya, Hira us par baith gaya, aur Noor ne dekhte hue kaha, “Hira, yeh toh bahut purana hai, kahin tut na jaye!” Hira ne ek gandi si hansi di, “Arre, meri jaan, tujhe fikar hai? To phir dheere se karenge.” Main darwaze ke peeche chhupkar yeh sab sun raha tha, Noor ki yeh baat mere dil mein teer ki tarah lagi—unki chudai itni khatarnaak hogi ki yeh purana mattress bhi shayad na jhel paye! Mera lund pant ke andar aur tight ho gaya, maine tezi se sehlaana shuru kiya.
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Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar Noor aur Hira ko dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar kadak, haath dheere se sehlaata hua. Hira aur Noor ne folding mattress khol diya tha, chadar seedhi karte hue dono ek doosre se masti mein baatein kar rahe the. Noor ne mattress ko gaur se dekha, uske chehre par ek naak-bhau sikan aayi, aur usne kaha, “Hira, yeh folding toh bilkul ganda hai! Dhool se bhara hua hai, is par kaise baithun?” Hira ne ek kameeni muskurahat ke saath uski taraf dekha, uske kareeb aaya, aur dheeme se kaha, “Arre, meri rani, gande kaam ke liye ganda bed bhi chahiye, hai na?” Usne apni aankh maari, aur Noor ke chehre par ek sharmili hansi chha gayi. Usne Hira ke haath par dheere se chanta maara aur boli, “Tu bhi na, kitna besharam hai!”
Par Noor abhi bhi mattress par baithne ko tayyar nahi thi. Usne haath jodkar kaha, “Hira, sach mein, yeh dhool wala nahi chalega. Kuch toh kar!” Hira ne ek shaitani si hasi di, phir bola, “Thik hai, meri jaan, apna dupatta de de, usse chadar banate hain.” Noor ne idhar-udhar dekha, uska dupatta thodi door zameen par pada tha, jo pehle chumma-chati ke waqt gir gaya tha. Usne jhukkar usse uthaya, Hira ko diya, aur kaha, “Le, par yeh chhota hai, kaam nahi aayega.” Hira ne dupatta mattress par bichhaya, par yeh sach mein chhota tha, bas aadha hissa hi dhak paya. Hira ne apne daant dikhate hue ek kameena sa smile diya aur bola, “Noor, ab toh teri kurti hi deni padegi, warna kahan baithenge hum?” Noor ne ek zor ka thahaka lagaya, uska hasna chat ke andhere mein goonj gaya. “Kitna bada harami hai tu, Hira!” usne kaha, par uski aankhein masti se chamak rahi thi. Thodi si hichak ke baad usne apni kurti dheere se utari, uske haath thodi si kaanp rahe the, aur usne kurti Hira ke haath mein thama di, ab wo sirf bra aur pyjama mein khadi thi, roshni mein uska jism chamak raha tha.
Hira ne kurti aur dupatta dono ko mila kar mattress par bichha diya, ek makeshift bed banate hue, aur Noor ko dekhkar bola, “Ab yeh perfect hai, meri rani, aa baith.” Noor ne ek sharmili si muskurahat ke saath sar jhukaya, par usne Hira ke haath pakda aur dheere se mattress par baith gayi, uske pair abhi bhi thodi si hawa mein latak rahe the. Main darwaze ke peeche chhupkar yeh sab dekhta raha.
Raat ko Noor ke “kal karungi” bolne ke baad main bistar par leta tha, dil mein ek ajeeb si khusi thi. Noor aur Hira ka yeh “chikni chut milan” mere dimaag mein ek special tamasha ban chuka tha, jaise koi jashn hone wala ho. Main sochne laga ki yeh milan khaas kaise banega—koi OYO ka kamra, koi naya kapda, ya koi ganda khel? Par yeh sochte-sochte meri aankhein band ho gayi, aur main Hira ke lund aur Noor ke nange jism ke sapnon mein doobkar so gaya. Subah office jate waqt bhi mera dimaag isi khayal mein uljha raha, aur maine faisla kiya ki Hira se baat karni padegi. Lunch break mein maine usse phone lagaya, dil mein wahi gandi uttejana thi. “Arre, bhadwa, itni jaldi call kiya?” Hira ne apni kameeni hansi ke saath shuru kiya. Maine seedhe baat par aate hue kaha, “Hira, ek idea hai. Tu roz raat ko chat par Noor se mil sakta hai. Ammi-abbu ghar mein hote hain, par chat safe hai, aur main khud neeche khada hokar guarding karunga.” Hira ne ek thandi si hansi di, “Bhadwa, tu kitna wafadar hai, par chat par kya? Wahan na jagah hai comfortable hone ki, na bistar. Main apni rani ko aise thodi na chodunga, khade-khade?” Uske shabd mujhe chubhe, par mera lund pant ke andar tight ho gaya, sochkar ki Hira kitna besharam hai.
Maine jaldi se kaha, “Hira, main koi tareeka dhoondh lunga, tu fikar na kar. Waise, kuch special karna hai kya? Noor ne ab tak chut shave kar li hogi, na?” Hira ne ek zor ka thahaka lagaya, aur bola, “Arre, bhadwa, teri biwi toh ekdum fast hai! Usne kal raat hi apni chikni chut ki photo bhej di thi.
Kya cheez lag rahi hai, bilkul nangi, chikni, jaise mera lund uske liye bani ho!” Yeh sunke mera dil zor se dhadka, ek taraf hairaani ki Noor ne itni jaldi Hira ko photo bhej di, aur doosri taraf ganda sukoon ki meri biwi uske liye itni taiyar hai. Maine phir poochha, “Toh, Hira, kuch special plan hai kya is milan ke liye?” Hira ne thodi der socha, phir kaha, “Main soch raha hoon, usse kahin ghumane le jaun. Ek resort ya hotel book karun, wahan poora din uske saath maze karun, uski chikni chut ka poora swad loon.” Uske shabd mere dimaag mein ek gandi tasveer bana rahe the, par maine dheeme se kaha, “Hira, yeh thoda mushkil hai. Ammi-abbu ke hote hue Noor ko itni der ke liye bahar bhejna asaan nahi. Koi aur tareeka soch.” Hira ne ek gandi si gaali di, “Thik hai, bhadwa, tu apne ammi-abbu ka bandobast kar, aur main apni rani ka. Chat par hi kuch karna padega, par tu jagah ka intezaam kar.” Maine sar hilaya, jaise phone par bhi wo mujhe dekh sakta ho, aur sochne laga ki kaise yeh milan special banega. Mera lund abhi bhi tight tha.
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Shaam ko main ghar pahuncha, darwaze par hi chai aur nashte ki khushboo ne mujhe khushi se bhar diya. Noor ne dining table par chai ke pyale aur garma-garam pakode rakhe hue the, uska chehra shant tha, jaise kuch badala hi na ho. Main, ammi, aur abbu table par baithe, pakode khaate hue thodi si ghar-pariwar ki baatein ki. Ammi bol rahi thi, “Imran, beta, apni khala ko phone kar lena, unki tabiyat theek nahi hai.” Abbu ne chai ka sip lete hue kaha, “Haan, aur yeh ghar ka saman bhi khatam ho raha hai, kal bazaar se le aana.” Maine sar hilaya, par mera dimaag kahin aur tha—chat par, jahan Noor aur Hira ka “chikni chut milan” hone wala tha. Noor ne chai ka pyala mere haath mein dete hue ek chhoti si muskurahat di, aur maine socha, yeh ladki kitni chhupati hai, mujhe kuch pata hi nahi aur main uske ashiq ke liye plan bana raha hoon. Baaton-baaton mein waqt guzar gaya, aur nashta khatam karte hi maine kaha, “Main zara chat par jaakar dekhta hoon, hawa thodi khuli hai.” Ammi ne kaha, “Haan, thik hai, par jaldi wapas aa jana.”
Chat par pahunchkar maine charon taraf dekha—nanga aasman, thandi hawa, aur bas ek purana plastic ka chair aur diwar ka sahara. Hira sahi bol raha tha, yahan na bistar tha, na koi comfortable jagah. Main hans pada, sochkar ki main kitna acha cuck hoon—apni bibi ke ashiq ke sukoon ka bhi itna khayal rakhta hoon. Par yeh khali chat Noor aur Hira ke milan ke liye kaafi nahi thi. Maine diwar ke paas khada hokar sochna shuru kiya, aur tabhi ek shaitani idea mere dimaag mein aaya. Kya hoga agar main yahan ek chhota sa “love nest” bana doon? Maine socha, main ek purana folding mattress, jo store room mein pada tha, chat par chhupa sakta hoon, ek badi si chadar se dhak kar, taaki ammi-abbu ko shak na ho. Aur ek plastic ka tarpaulin bhi lagaya ja sakta hai, ek kone mein, jisse hawa aur nazaron se bacha ja sake. Yeh sab main “chat ki safai” ke bahane kar sakta hoon, aur Hira ko bol doonga ki yeh unke liye hai, bina Noor ko yeh pata chale ki main janta hoon. Yeh sochkar main aur hans pada—kitna kameena plan hai, aur kitna maza aayega jab Hira apni rani ko is “love nest” mein leke maze karega, aur main neeche khada hokar unki hifazat karunga! Mera lund pant ke andar tight ho gaya, yeh ganda sukoon aur apne cuckpan ka nasha mujhe ek aur raat Noor ke haram ke sapnon mein doobne ke liye kheench raha tha.
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Shaam ko main neeche storage room ki taraf badha, dil mein ek shaitani josh tha. Ammi kitchen mein Rizwan ke saath khel rahi thi, uski hansi andar se aa rahi thi, aur abbu kamre mein aaram kar rahe the, TV ki awaaz dheemi-dheemi goonj rahi thi. Noor bhi kitchen mein khana bana rahi thi, uski churiyon ki khanak aur chulhe ki siskari sunai de rahi thi. Maine mauka dekha aur jaldi se store room se purana folding mattress uthaya, ek badi si chadar ke saath usse dhak diya, aur chat ki taraf chupke se le gaya. Chat par pahunchkar maine mattress ko ek kone mein diwar ke peeche chhupa diya, upar se tarpaulin daal diya taaki koi shak na kare. Sab kuch itni chupke se kiya ki kisi ko bhanak bhi na padi. Phir maine phone nikal kar Hira ko message bheja: “Bhai, chat par mattress aur tarpaulin ka intezaam kar diya. Ab tu aur Noor aaram se maze kar sakte ho. Raat ko aa jana.” Hira ka reply turant aaya: “Shabash, bhadwa! Tu toh ekdum wafadar hai. Aaj raat teri rani ke saath yeh love nest try karunga. Tu dekhna, kya mazaa aayega!” Uske shabd padhkar mera lund pant ke andar tight ho gaya, aur ek gandi si khushi dil mein chha gayi. Hira ki shabashi ne mujhe apne cuckpan par fakr sa mehsoos karaya, jaise main koi bada kaam kar raha hoon.
Raat ko khana khaane ke baad main bistar par let gaya, aankhein band kar li aur sone ka natak shuru kar diya. Noor bhi mere paas leti thi, par uska phone uske haath mein tha, aur screen ki roshni uske chehre par chamak rahi thi. Main aankhein thodi si kholkar, ankh ke kone se usse dekhta raha—wo chupke se kisi se chat kar rahi thi, uski ungliyan tezi se chal rahi thi, aur kabhi-kabhi ek dheemi si muskurahat uske honthon par aati thi. Main samajh gaya, yeh Hira hi hoga. Do ghante tak main bistar par pada raha, dil mein bechaini aur uttejana ka toofan uth raha tha. Aakhirkaar Noor ne phone side mein rakha, dheere se bistar se utri, aur chupke se chat ki taraf chali gayi. Maine thodi der intezar kiya, phir uske peeche chupke se chat ke darwaze tak pahunch gaya, pairon ki awaaz na ho iska dhyan rakhte hue. Chat par Noor ek kone mein khadi thi, phone kaan se lagaye, thodi gusse mein bol rahi thi, “Hira, main bol rahi hoon, itna risk kyun? Agar kisi ne dekh liya toh? Rizwan ke abbu ya ammi-abbu jaag gaye toh?” Hira ki awaaz dheemi si aayi, “Arre, meri jaan, tu fikar na kar, main sab sambhal lunga.” Noor ne ek gandi si gaali di, phir dheeme se boli, “Thik hai, baba, jaldi aa.” Main samajh gaya, Hira usse mana raha tha, aur Noor maan gayi. Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhup gaya, andhere mein ekdum ghul sa gaya.
Das minute baad chat ka darwaza dheere se khula, Hira andar aaya. Noor ne pehle hi darwaza khula rakha tha, jaise uska intezar kar rahi ho. Hira seedha chat par pahuncha, aur jaise hi dono ki nazrein mili, dono ekdum jungli ho gaye. Hira ne Noor ko apni baahon mein kheench liya, uske honthon par apne honth rakh diye, aur dono ek doosre ko bhookhe sher ki tarah chumne lage. Noor ke haath Hira ke baalon mein the, aur Hira ka haath uski kamar se neeche sarkar uski gaand dabane laga. Noor ne ek dheemi si siski nikali, uska dupatta zameen par gir gaya, aur uski kameez thodi si upar uth gayi, uski chikni kamar chamak rahi thi. Main darwaze ke peeche chhupkar yeh sab dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar ekdum kadak ho gaya. Maine apna haath pant ke andar dala, dheere se sehlaana shuru kiya, har pal ka maza lete hue.
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Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar Noor aur Hira ko dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar ekdum kadak, haath sehlaate hue. Hira ne ek jhatke se Noor ko apni godi mein utha liya, uske honthon par apne honth rakh diye, aur dono ek doosre ko bhookhe janwaron ki tarah chumne lage. Noor ke haath Hira ke kandhon par the, uski ungliyan uski shirt mein gad rahi thi, aur Hira ne uski kamar ko zor se pakda hua tha, jaise usse kabhi chhodna hi na chahta ho. Unki saansein ek doosre se takra rahi thi, awaaz chat ke andhere mein goonj rahi thi, aur dono itna gehra chum rahe the ki jaise oxygen khatam ho jayega. Aakhirkaar, jab dono ki saansein phool gayi, Hira ne Noor ko dheere se side mein utara, uske pair zameen par tikte hi uska dupatta phir se gir gaya, uski chikni kamar abhi bhi roshni mein chamak rahi thi.
Hira ne ek kameeni si muskurahat ke saath Noor ko dekha aur kaha, “Kya baat hai, meri rani, kitni hawasi hai tu!” Noor ne sharmate hue apni aankhein jhuka li, ek dheemi si muskurahat uske honthon par aayi, aur usne dheere se kaha, “Hira, tu bhi na, bas shuruaat tu karta hai.” Hira ne ek zor ki hansi di, phir uske kareeb gaya, uske baal ek taraf kiye, aur kaha, “Noor, aaj tere liye ek surprise hai.” Noor ki aankhein chamak uthi, usne utsaah se poochha, “Kya hai, Hira? Koi gift?” Hira ne ek shaitani hasi di, phir usne diwar ke paas jakar tarpaulin uthaya, jahan maine folding mattress chupa tha. Noor ke chehre par hairaani chha gayi, usne kaha, “Yeh… yeh toh store room ka mattress hai! Chat par kaise aaya?” Hira ne jhooth bolte hue kaha, “Arre, sahab ne kaha tha yahan rakh do, shayad chat ki safai ke liye.” Noor ne sar hila diya, thodi si shanka uski aankhon mein thi, par usne kuch nahi kaha.
Hira ne mattress ko kholna shuru kiya, Noor ne bhi haath badhaya aur chadar ko seedha karte hue uski madad ki. Jab mattress poora khul gaya, Hira us par baith gaya, aur Noor ne dekhte hue kaha, “Hira, yeh toh bahut purana hai, kahin tut na jaye!” Hira ne ek gandi si hansi di, “Arre, meri jaan, tujhe fikar hai? To phir dheere se karenge.” Main darwaze ke peeche chhupkar yeh sab sun raha tha, Noor ki yeh baat mere dil mein teer ki tarah lagi—unki chudai itni khatarnaak hogi ki yeh purana mattress bhi shayad na jhel paye! Mera lund pant ke andar aur tight ho gaya, maine tezi se sehlaana shuru kiya.
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Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar Noor aur Hira ko dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar kadak, haath dheere se sehlaata hua. Hira aur Noor ne folding mattress khol diya tha, chadar seedhi karte hue dono ek doosre se masti mein baatein kar rahe the. Noor ne mattress ko gaur se dekha, uske chehre par ek naak-bhau sikan aayi, aur usne kaha, “Hira, yeh folding toh bilkul ganda hai! Dhool se bhara hua hai, is par kaise baithun?” Hira ne ek kameeni muskurahat ke saath uski taraf dekha, uske kareeb aaya, aur dheeme se kaha, “Arre, meri rani, gande kaam ke liye ganda bed bhi chahiye, hai na?” Usne apni aankh maari, aur Noor ke chehre par ek sharmili hansi chha gayi. Usne Hira ke haath par dheere se chanta maara aur boli, “Tu bhi na, kitna besharam hai!”
Par Noor abhi bhi mattress par baithne ko tayyar nahi thi. Usne haath jodkar kaha, “Hira, sach mein, yeh dhool wala nahi chalega. Kuch toh kar!” Hira ne ek shaitani si hasi di, phir bola, “Thik hai, meri jaan, apna dupatta de de, usse chadar banate hain.” Noor ne idhar-udhar dekha, uska dupatta thodi door zameen par pada tha, jo pehle chumma-chati ke waqt gir gaya tha. Usne jhukkar usse uthaya, Hira ko diya, aur kaha, “Le, par yeh chhota hai, kaam nahi aayega.” Hira ne dupatta mattress par bichhaya, par yeh sach mein chhota tha, bas aadha hissa hi dhak paya. Hira ne apne daant dikhate hue ek kameena sa smile diya aur bola, “Noor, ab toh teri kurti hi deni padegi, warna kahan baithenge hum?” Noor ne ek zor ka thahaka lagaya, uska hasna chat ke andhere mein goonj gaya. “Kitna bada harami hai tu, Hira!” usne kaha, par uski aankhein masti se chamak rahi thi. Thodi si hichak ke baad usne apni kurti dheere se utari, uske haath thodi si kaanp rahe the, aur usne kurti Hira ke haath mein thama di, ab wo sirf bra aur pyjama mein khadi thi, roshni mein uska jism chamak raha tha.
Hira ne kurti aur dupatta dono ko mila kar mattress par bichha diya, ek makeshift bed banate hue, aur Noor ko dekhkar bola, “Ab yeh perfect hai, meri rani, aa baith.” Noor ne ek sharmili si muskurahat ke saath sar jhukaya, par usne Hira ke haath pakda aur dheere se mattress par baith gayi, uske pair abhi bhi thodi si hawa mein latak rahe the. Main darwaze ke peeche chhupkar yeh sab dekhta raha.
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