06-08-2025, 07:42 PM
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agle din subah Shaadi ki dusri rasmein thi jaisi dulhan ki mehndi aur raat mein aaj jagraata bhi hone wala tha.
Shaadi wale ghar mein chahal-pahal aur bhi badh gai thi. kyunki Kal baraat aane wali thi, aur har koi taiyariyon mein vyast tha.
Nisha ne apne aapko samanya dikhane ki puri koshish ki, par andar se vah thaki hui thi. Vah Mausaji ki nazron se bachti rahi, aur jab bhi unki nazrein miltin, vah ek halki si muskan deti, jaise kuchh hua hi na ho.
Mausaji bhi Nisha ko har jagah talash rahe the. Unki aankhon mein abhi bhi vahi havas thi, par aaj unhein Nisha ke karib aane ka mauka nahin mil raha tha. Vah jante the ki aise shaadi wale ghar mein kuch bhi ishara karna aise mahol mein kuchh bhi karna risky hoga.
Nisha ko Mausaji ki aankhon mein vah bhookh saaf dikh rahi thi, aur usse pata tha ki Mausaji use phir se bhogne ka mauka nahin chhodenge.
Shaadi ki rasmein chalti rahin, aur Mausaji ne kai bar Nisha ko akela pakar chhedne ki koshish ki, par Nisha ne har bar koi na koi bahana banakar unhein taal diya. Pura ghar khushiyon se jhoom raha tha. Nisha ne bhi apni dost Nimmi ki shadi ki khushi mein hissa liya, par uske man mein ek ajib si bechaini thi.
Fir akhir kaar jab Nisha ek bheed rahit jagah par thi toh Mausaji ne usse daboch liya. Nisha aur Mausaji ka samna jaise hi hua aur unki ankhein mili toh Mausaji ko jo jalwe dikhae the Nisha ne raat mein woh flash hone lage, unke lund mein ab bhi tanav tha. Unka to man kar rhaa tha ki Nisha ko din dahade kamre mein le jake chod den. Lekin ve kabu rakhte hain, aur sab se nazren bacha ke Nisha ki gaand daba dete hain. "Ohhh...auch," (Nisha ki awaaz dabi hui nikalti hai.)
"Ye kya kar rahe hain aap, Mausaji?"
"Bahut sexy lag rahi ho tum. Mera man kar raha hai tujhe phir se chod dun." (Mausaji phusphusate hain, unki awaaz mein havas hai.)
Nisha ko iss bat ki rahat hoti hai ki Mausaji ko mobile formatting ka us par shak nahin hua. Nisha sochti hai ki use bahut normal behave karna hoga, nahin to Mausaji ko shak ho sakta hai. Isliye Nisha ada se kahti hai, raat bhar karne ke baad bhi man nahin bhara kya aapka?
"Tujhe chodne ke baad to man bharne ki bajae aur pyaas badh gai hai. Madakta ka kuan hai tu." (Mausaji phusphusate hain, unki aankhen Nisha par tiki hain.) "Shhshh...dhire boliye, aas-pas koi rishtedar sun lega." (Nisha phusphusati hai, uski aankhen dar se badi ho rahi hain.)
Abhi rasmo-function chal raha hai ghar pe. Nisha aur Mausaji ke aas-pas rishtedar aur mehman maujud hain, jo hansi-mazak kar rahe hain aur shadi ki rasmon mein vyast hain.
Nisha aur Mausaji ek-dusre se nazre churate hain, par har bar jab unki nazren milti hain, to ek ajib sa current unke bich daud jata hai. Nisha ko is gupt khel mein ek ajib sa romanch mahsus ho raha hai, ek aisa khatra jise vah uthane ko taiyar thi. Nisha apne man mein sochti hai ki agar vah Mausaji ko mana kar degi to unhein pakka us par shak ho jayega. Isliye uske pas Mausaji ko khush rakhne ke alava koi chara nahin tha. Lekin Mausaji ka is tarah sare aam use havas bhari nazron se dekhna risky tha, koi bhi dekh sakta tha. "Aap control rakhiye, Mausaji... (Nisha ne Mausaji ko phuslate hue kaha, uski awaaz mein shahad ghula tha, par aankhon mein thodi si ghabrahat bhi thi.) ... Yahan mere saas-sasur aur sab rishtedar hain. Main... main rat mein aaungi na aapse baat karne... aap phir ji bhar ke baat kar lena." (Nisha ki nazren aas-pas ghum rahi thin, kahin koi unhe dekh na le.) Mausaji bole - "Aaj rat to... mujhe tumse baat karni hi hogi, beti," Mausaji ne phusphusate hue kaha. Mausaji Nisha ko ek kone mein le gae, unki aankhon mein havas ki chamak saaf dikh rahi thi. "Aaj rat... mujhe tumse kuchh khaas chahiye, beti." Unhone phusphusate hue kaha aur apne hathon mein pada shopping bag Nisha ko de diya. Nisha ne dekha to usmein do bahut hi choti choti skirts thi. Nisha ne Mausaji ki or dekha, uska dil tez dhadak raha tha. Use pata tha ki Mausaji kya kahne wale hain, aur uske honthon par ek halki si muskan aa gai, jismein thodi shararat bhi thi. Aapko kya chahiye Mausaji?" Nisha ne dhime andaaz mein puchha. Mausaji ne Nisha ke jism ko upar se niche tak ghura, unki aankhen uske har ubhar par thahar gain. "Aaj tum inh mein se ek choti si skirt pahan kar aana," unhone kaha, unki awaaz mein ek ajib si lalak thi. "Aisi skirt, jismein tumhare ye... (Unhone apni nazar Nisha ke stanon par tika di) ...tumhare ye bhare hue, madmate boobs bahar jhalak rahe hon." Unki awaaz mein besharmi aur vasna saaf jhalak rahi thi, "Aur han, bra mat pahanana... main chahta hun ki tumhare ye ang puri tarah se azaad hon." Nisha ne ek pal ke liye apni saans roki. Use Mausaji ki is demand se hairani nahin hui, kyunki vah unke har rang se waqif thi. Usne apne honthon ko halka sa kata, aur Mausaji ki aankhon mein dekha. Uske chehre par ek ajib si chunauti aur kaamukta thi. "Mausaji, aap bhi na... itne badmash ho gaye hain is umra mein bhi aapke college wale ladko jaise demands hain," Nisha ne shararati andaaz mein kaha, "Lekin... Nisha ki baat sunkar Mausaji ki aankhen aur chaudi ho gain. Unhein laga jaise Nisha unki har ichha puri karne ko taiyar hai. "Tumhare liye to main kuchh bhi sambhal sakta hun, meri rani," unhone kaha, unki awaaz mein jit thi. "Bas, tum meri ichha puri kar dena." Mausaji ki baat sunkar Nisha sharma jati hai, uske gal lal ho jate hain. "Mausaji, main koi college ki chhatra nahin hun, ek shadi-shuda jawan aurat hun," Nisha hichkichate hue kahti hai. "Aise kapde mere ang par bahut tight aayenge, sab kuchh dikh jayega mera." Mausaji, apni havas bhari nazron se Nisha ko ghurte hue, kahate hain, "Haan, dikhne do - mujhe tumhein isi rup mein dekhna hai." Unki awaaz mein ek ajib si lalak aur besharmi thi. "Kya tumne tumhare pati Sunny ke liye aise kapde nahin pahne?" Nisha sharma kar 'na' kahti hai, uski aankhen niche jhuk jati hain. Uske man mein ek ajib si halchal thi, kyunki use pata tha ki Mausaji jo kah rahe hain, usmein kuchh sachchai thi. Sunny ke liye usne kabhi aise kapde pahanane ki sochi bhi nahin thi, kyunki use pata tha ki Sunny ko in sab baton ki parvah nahin thi. Nisha Mausaji se kahti hai, "Lekin Mausaji, aaj to rat ko jagraata hai to hotel room mein nahin aa paungi main aapke, sab log jage honge aaj rat." Mausaji, ek shaitani muskan ke sath, kahate hain, "Aaj rat jab sab jage hue honge, ham mere yaar Balwinder ke dhabe pe jayenge, vahan private rooms ka prabandh hai." Nisha thoda hichkichate hue kahti hai, "Main itne chhote skirt mein kaise dhabe pe jaungi? Vahan sab dekhenge, khas kar ki truck wale." Nisha ki aankhon mein jhizhak saaf dikh rahi thi. "Main itne chhote skirt mein kaise dhabe pe jaungi, Mausaji?" usne dabi awaaz mein kaha, "Vahan sab dekhenge, khas kar ki truck wale... vo kaise-kaise hote hain, aapko to pata hi hai." Uske galon par halki si lali chha gai, aur uski saansen tez ho gain. Use is bat ka dar tha ki agar koi use aise kapdon mein dekh lega, to uska kya hoga. Mausaji Nisha ki is hichkichahat ko dekhkar muskuraye, unki aankhon mein ek alag hi chamak thi. "Are, darti kyun ho, beti?" Unhone Nisha ki kamar par halka sa hath rakhte hue kaha, "Tum jaisi khoobsurat aurat ko to sab dekhna chahenge hi. Aur truck wale... vo to bas dekhte rah jayenge. Tumhein kuchh kahenge nahin, mera naam chalta hai vahan." Unhone apni awaaz mein aur nasha gholte hue kaha, "Aur rahi bat tumhare kapdon ki, to vahi to main chahta hun. Tumhein isi rup mein dekhna hai mujhe, aur sabko dikhana hai ki meri Nisha kitni qayamat hai." Mausaji ke shabd Nisha ke kanon mein shahad ki tarah ghul rahe the, aur uske andar ki dabi hui vasna phir se jag uthi. Use Mausaji ke sath yah naya romanch aur bhi mazedar lagne laga. Nisha ko pata tha ki ab koi bahana kaam nahin aayega. Usne Mausaji ki aankhon mein dekha, aur ek gahri saans li. Use yah bhi pata tha ki use Mausaji ko har haal mein shak na ho, isliye use unki bat manni hogi.
raat aur gahri ho chuki thi . jagraate ka shor dur se sunai de raha tha, par hotel mein ab zyada log so chuke the. Nisha apne kamre mein aayi, uska dil tez dhadak raha tha. Usne Mausaji ki baat maani thi. Usne mausa ji di hui skirts nikaali aur usmein se neele rang ki choti aur tight skirt pehen li, jo mushkil se uski janghon ke bich tak aati thi. Upar usne ek patla sa kaala top pahna, jismein uske 34D size ke stan saaf jhalak rahe the. Usne bra nahin pahni thi, jisse uske ubhar aur bhi spasht dikh rahe the. Apni taiyariyan dekhkar Nisha ke chehre par ek kaamuk muskan aa gai.
Nisha ne jab aaine mein khud ko dekha, toh ek pal ke liye uski saansein tham si gayin. Usne aisi skirt pehle kabhi nahi pehni thi. Itni choti ki uski janghon ka gora maans saaf dikh raha tha. Uski t-shirt ke upar usne bra nahi pehni thi toh uske boobs bullet ki tarah t-shirt se chipke hue the. Aaine mein uski chhavi ek ajeeb si aurat ki lag rahi thi – ek aisi aurat jo apne jism ki har had ko paar karne ke liye taiyaar thi. Uska dil dar se nahi, balki romanch se dhadak raha tha.
Uske man mein dharam-sankat shuru ho gaya. "Yeh main kya kar rahi hoon?" usne apne aap se pucha. "Ek taraf meri saheli ki shaadi ka saval hai, aur dusri taraf meri apni izzat." Uske andar ek ajeeb sa sangharsh chal raha tha. Shaadi ke ghar se, jahan hansi aur khushi ka mahol tha, vahan se ek anjaan jagah par jana , ek aise mard ke saath jiski nazron mein sirf hawas thi.
"Nahi," usne apne aap ko samjhaya. "Yeh main Nimmi ke liye kar rahi hoon. Uski shaadi bachane ke liye, uske parivar ko barbadi se bachane ke liye." Usne khud ko bar-bar yaad dilaya ki yeh ek "balidaan" hai. "Main toh bas apna jism daan kar rahi hoon, ek nek kaam ke liye ." Is soch se use thodi si himmat mili. Uska darr, romanch mein badal gaya. Usne apne honthon ko halka sa chabaaya, aur ek gehri saans li.
Nisha jaanti thi ki yeh safar khatarnak ho sakta hai. Balwinder ke dhaba par truck wale bhi honge, jinhone Mausaji ke kehne par use kuch nahi kaha. Par unki nazron ka samna karna uske liye mushkil hoga. Lekin ab uske paas koi chara nahi tha. Nimmi ki shaadi aur uske parivaar ko bachane ke liye. Usne apne darr ko ek taraf rakha, aur romanch ko aage badhne diya. Uske dil mein ek ajeeb si aag jal rahi thi, jo use is anokhe safar par le ja rahi thi.
Dhire se Nisha apne kamre se bahar nikli. Galiyare mein halka andhera tha. Mausaji pahle se hi intezar kar rahe the, unki aankhon mein havas ki ek alag hi chamak thi. Nisha ko aise dekh kar Mausaji ka lund puri tarah se tan gaya. Mausaji Nisha ka hath pakadte hain, aur dono dabe paanv hotel se bahar nikal jate hain.
Bahar thandi hawa chal rahi thi, par nisha ke jism mein aag lagi hui thi. Mousa ji ne ek purani si jeep nikali, aur dono usmein baith gaye. Dhaba hotel se kuch kilometer door tha, aur rasta sunsaan tha. Mousa ji ne jeep tez chalai, aur nisha ke paas se guzarti hawa uske khule baalon aur nange jism ko chhoo rahi thi. Use ek ajeeb sa romanch mahsoos ho raha tha, ek aisa romanch jo usne pehle kabhi mahsoos nahi kiya tha.
Kuchh hi der mein ve dhabe par pahunch gaye. Dhaba raat ke is waqt bhi chahal-pahal se bhara tha. Truck wale, local log aur kuch musafir wahan baithe chai pi rahe the aur khana kha rahe the. Jaise hi nisha jeep se utri, sab ki nazrein us par tik gayin. Chhote skirt aur bina bra ke, nisha ka jism dhabe ki dim light mein bhi qayamat dha raha tha. Uski doodhiya gori janghein aur uske ubhre hue stan har kisi ki aankhon mein hawas bhar rahe the. Truck walon ki bhookhi nazrein nisha ke jism par aise tik gayin, jaise ve use kachcha hi kha jayenge. Kuchh logon ne fusfusahat shuru kar di, to kuchh ne seeti bajai. Nisha ko yeh sab dekhkar ek ajeeb sa nasha chadh raha tha. Use Mousa ji ki baat yaad aayi, "Tumhein isi roop mein dekhna hai mujhe, aur sabko dikhana hai ki meri nisha kitni qayamat hai." Use is baat mein ek alag hi maza aa raha tha.
Mousa ji ne nisha ka haath kas kar pakda, aur use andar le gaye. Dhabe ka malik, Balwinder, ek mota-tagda aadmi tha, jiski badi si moonchhein thin. Mousa ji ne Balwinder se haath milaya. Balwinder ne nisha ko dekha, aur uske chehre par ek ajeeb si muskan aa gayi. Vah Mousa ji ka yaar tha, to vah sab samajh gaya. "Aao Mousa ji! Swagat hai. Aur... yeh kaun hain? Badi sundar lag rahi hain," Balwinder ne apni aankhon mein shararat liye kaha. "Yeh meri bhatiji hai, Balwinder," Mousa ji ne kaha, unki aawaz mein garv tha. "Aaj raat ise kuch privacy chahiye. Hamein ek private room chahiye." Balwinder muskuraya. "Koi baat nahi Mousa ji. Aapke liye to sab hazir hai. Aaiye, mere saath." Balwinder unhein dhabe ke piche ek chhote se kamre ki taraf le gaya. Kamra saaf tha, aur usmein ek chhota sa bistar aur ek table tha. Balwinder ne chabi Mousa ji ko di, aur muskurate hue kaha , Mausa ji aap itne dino baad mile ho ek ek patial peg toh sath mein banta hai uske baad mein chal jaunga.
Mausa ji - hohohoh - kyun nahi aao aao andar. Nisha ko thoda ajeeb laga lekin woh do dosto ke bich kya kehti . Balwinder nisha ki ore dekh ke kehta hai - madam anything for you ?
Mausaji- areeeey Nisha beti bhi aaj patial piyeggi..
Nisha - nahi nahi .. main whsikey nahi peeti ...
Balwinder -th vodka manga dete hai. usne zor se awaaz lagayi - aye chotu.
kuch der mein chotu naam ka waiter kamre mein aaya. Balwinder- chotu madam ke liye ek 60 vodka leke aa.
nisha naa nahi kar paayi dekhte dekhte nisha ke 2 peg anur mausa ji aur balwinder ke 4 peg hogaye.
BAlwinder - buraah maza agaya mausa ji aapke sath daau peeke aap abhi maze karo main chalta hoon.balwinder hasta hua chala gaya
Ab Nisha pure suroor mein thi , uski ankhon mein besharmi dikhaayi de rahi thi.
Mousa ji ne kamre ka darwaza andar se band kar liya. Nisha ab Mousa ji ke saath us chhote se kamre mein akeli thi. Kamre mein ek ajeeb sa tanav aur romanch tha. Mousa ji ne nisha ko apni baahon mein bhar liya, aur use ek gehra chumban diya. Nisha ne bhi unka pura saath diya, uski zubaan Mousa ji ke munh mein ja chuki thi. Aaj raat ka khel ab aur bhi gehra hone wala tha.
Mousa ji ne kamre ka darwaza andar se band kar liya, aur nisha ko apni baahon mein bhar liya.
Dhabe ke bahar ka shor ab dheema pad gaya tha, aur kamre mein sirf un dono ki tez saansein sunai de rahi thin. Mousa ji ne nisha ke honthon ko zor se chooma, ek gehra, vasna bhara chumban. Nisha ne bhi unka pura saath diya, uski zubaan Mousa ji ke munh mein ja chuki thi, aur dono ek-doosre ki zubaan ko choos rahe the, jaise ve ek-doosre ki saanson mein ghul jaana chahte hon.
Mousa ji ka haath nisha ki kamar par kas gaya, aur unhone use apne se aur chipka liya. "Aahhhhhhhh!" Nisha ke munh se ek dabi hui aah nikli, uska jism Mousa ji ke sparsh se tez sihar utha. "Aaj to tune mujhe pagal hi kar diya, meri rani," Mousa ji ne fusfusate hue kaha, unki aawaz mein hawas aur jeet dono thi. "Aisi chhoti skirt mein aur bina bra ke... tera ek-ek ang mujhe bula raha hai."
Nisha ne ek madak angdai li, aur Mousa ji ki aankhon mein dekha. "Kyun, Mousa ji? meri adaon se abhi se pighal gaye ,abhi toh raat baaki hai ?" Usne shararti andaaz mein kaha, aur apne nitambon ko halka sa hilaya, jisse uski chhoti skirt aur bhi upar sarak gayi. Mousa ji ki aankhein uski doodhiya gori janghon par tik gayi, jo dim light mein bhi chamak rahi thin.
Mousa ji ne bina der kiye nisha ki skirt ko niche sarakana shuru kar diya. Nisha ne bhi bina kisi hichkichahat ke apne pairon ko phaila diya.
Skirt nisha ke jism se sarkati hui zameen par ja giri, aur ab nisha sirf top aur panty mein thi. Uske bhare hue stan top ke andar se saaf jhalak rahe the, aur uske gulabi nipples nukile ho chuke the.
"Kya qayamat ho tum, beti," Mousa ji ne kaha, unke honth nisha ke gale par aa tike, use choomte aur kaat te hue. "Tumhare yeh boobs... aah! Inhein to main aaj ji bharke choosunga." Unhone apne haathon ko nisha ke stanon par rakha aur unhein zor-zor se dabane lage. Nisha ke munh se madak aahein nikalne lagin – "Aahhhhhhhh... ummmmmm...!" Uska jism Mousa ji ke har sparsh se kaanp raha tha.
Mousa ji ne nisha ke top ko bhi utar phenka. Ab nisha sirf panty mein thi, uska gora jism Mousa ji ke saamne ek khule aamantran ki tarah tha. Mousa ji ne nisha ke nipples ko apne munh mein bhara aur unhein zor-zor se choosne lage, kabhi daanton se kaat te, to kabhi apni zubaan se sahlāte. Nisha ka jism dard aur maze ke mishran se tadap raha tha, uski saansein bekabu ho chuki thin.
Mousa ji ne apne ek haath ko nisha ki panty ke andar dala aur uski yoni ko sahlāne lage. Nisha ki yoni, jo ab puri tarah se geeli ho chuki thi, Mousa ji ke sparsh se aur bhi uttejit ho uthi. Mousa ji ki ungliyan uski yoni ke daane par ghoom rahi thin, aur nisha ke munh se lambi-lambi aahein nikalne lagin – "Aahhhhhhhh! Uffffffff!"
Mousa ji ne apni ungliyon ko nisha ki yoni mein aur gehrai tak dala, aur use zor-zor se andar-bahar karne lage. Nisha ka jism ek tez current se kaanp raha tha, aur use laga jaise vah apni charam seema par pahunchne wali hai.
"Ab tum mere land ko choosogi, meri rani," Mousa ji ne kaha, unki aawaz mein aadesh aur hawas dono thi. Unhone apni pant kholi aur apna land bahar nikala, jo puri tarah se tan chuka tha.
Nisha ne Mousa ji ke land ko dekha, uski aankhon mein ab koi sharm nahi thi, bas kamukta aur ek ajeeb si utsukta thi. Usne apne honthon ko halka sa chata, aur Mousa ji ke land ko apne munh mein le liya. Uski zubaan aur honth Mousa ji ke land par aise naach rahe the, jaise vah koi swadisht mithai choos rahi ho. Mousa ji ki saansein tez ho gayin, aur unke munh se dabi hui aahein nikalne lagin – "Aahhhhhhhh! Ummmmmmmmm!" Nisha ne apne honthon se Mousa ji ke land ko chooste hue, apni zubaan se use aur zyada garam kiya. Mousa ji ab puri tarah se madhosh ho chuke the.
Nisha Mousa ji ka land choos rahi thi. Jis pose mein nisha baithi thi, usmein uski gaand bahar ki taraf nikli hui thi. Nisha ko achanak apni gaand par kisi ke haath mahsoos hue. Usne hairan hokar pichhe dekha to Balwinder kamre mein aa chuka tha aur apne kapde utar raha tha aur nisha ki gaand ko sahlā raha tha.
Nisha ki aankhein dar aur hairani se chaudi ho gayin. Balwinder ki moti, khur-khuri ungliyan uski chikni gaand par ghoom rahi thin, aur yeh sparsh nisha ke jism mein ek ajeeb si siharan paida kar raha tha. Mousa ji, jo apni aankhein band karke nisha ke land choosne ka maza le rahe the, unhein abhi bhi Balwinder ki maujoodgi ka ehsaas nahi hua tha.
"B-Balwinder... tum yahan?" Nisha ne dabi hui aawaz mein fusfusaya, Mousa ji ke land ko munh se nikalte hue. Uske honth Mousa ji ke veerya se chamak rahe the. Balwinder ne nisha ki taraf ek gandi si muskan di, uski aankhon mein hawas saaf dikh rahi thi.
"Kamre mein mehman aaye hain, to meri bhi thodi mehmaan nawaazi ki jaaye," Balwinder ne apni bhari aawaz mein kaha, uske haath nisha ki gaand ko aur zor se masal rahe the. Usne apna baniyan utara, jisse uske mazboot bazoo aur chhati ke baal saaf dikh rahe the. Balwinder ka land bhi ab uski pant ke andar puri tarah se tan chuka tha.
Mousa ji ne apni aankhein kholin, aur Balwinder ko dekhkar chaunk gaye. "Are, Balwinder! Tum... tum yaar phir se agaye yahan kya kar rahe ho?" Mousa ji ne thoda ghabrate hue poochha.
"Kyun, Mousa ji? Mehmaan nawaazi nahi karenge kya, daru humne sath mein pee lekin maze aap akele akele le rahe ho .buri baat ?" Balwinder hansa, uski hansi mein ek ajeeb si chiknahat thi. "Maine socha, aap akele kyun maza lein... mujhe bhi thoda hissa mil jaaye."
Mousa ji ka chehra lal ho gaya. Unhein Balwinder ki neeyat saaf dikh gayi thi. Nisha unke beech phansi hui thi,
Uska sar toh abhi bhi suroor mein ghoom raha tha .
Mausaji ne socha Nisha ne toh vaise bhi pee rakhi hai bahot nashe mein hai usse shayad yaad bhi naa rahe subah tak ki ek the yaa do. unke chehre pe kamini hasi chah gayi.aur bole -chal teekh hai yaara tu bhi kya yaad rakhega. aaaja tu bhi maidaan mein. iss kuawe mein doobki lagaane
Nisha ka nanga jism Balwinder ki bhookhi nazron ka kendra tha. Nisha ki gaand par Balwinder ke haathon ka dabav badhta jaa raha tha, aur use ab is sthiti se nikalne ka koi rasta nahi dikh raha tha. Use Mousa ji ke saath ke is khel ka ant shayad kuch aur hi hone wala tha.
Kamre ka mahual ab puri tarah se badal chuka tha. Hawa mein vasna aur pasine ki mili-juli gandh tair rahi thi, aur dim light mein nisha ka nanga jism do mardon ke beech phansa hua tha, jaise koi swadisht mithai do bhookhe sheron ke beech ho. Nisha ab sirf ek naakaafi panty mein thi, uska jism Balwinder aur Mousa ji ke beech sandwich bana hua tha.
Mousa ji, jo ab Balwinder ki maujoodgi se puri tarah uttejit ho chuke the, unhone nisha ko apni baahon mein kas liya. Unke honth nisha ke gale par ghoom rahe the, use choomte aur kaat te hue. Unke khur-khure haath nisha ke bhare hue stanon ko bedardi se masal rahe the. Nisha ke munh se dard aur maze se bhari siskiyan nikal rahi thin, "Aahhhhhhhh... ummmmmmmm...!"
Jaise hi Mousa ji ek stan ko chhodte, Balwinder turant doosre stan ko apne munh mein bhar leta. Uski moti, khur-khuri zubaan nisha ke nipples ko berahami se choosti aur kaat ti. Nisha ka jism har sparsh par tadap raha tha, uski saansein bekabu ho chuki thin, aur uske pairon mein ek ajeeb si thirkan mahsoos ho rahi thi. Vah apni aankhon ko band kar leti, aur khud ko is anchaahi, par uttejit karne wali sthiti ke hawale kar deti.
Balwinder ne nisha ki kamar ko apni mazboot baahon mein kas liya, aur use apne se aur chipka liya. Uska land nisha ke pet se satkar tan chuka tha. "Dekho Mousa ji," Balwinder ne apni bhari aawaz mein kaha, uski aankhon mein hawas ki chamak saaf dikh rahi thi, "Tumhari bhatiji to hum dono ke land lene ke liye kitni geeli ho rahi hai." Usne nisha ki panty mein jhaanka, jahan geelapan saaf dikh raha tha, aur Mousa ji ko ishara kiya.
Mousa ji ne nisha ki panty ki taraf dekha, aur unke chehre par ek ghinoni muskan phail gayi. "Wah, Balwinder! Tu to sahi kehta hai. Meri bhatiji ki raseeli chut mein toh aaj aag lagi hai," Mousa ji ne kaha, aur nisha ke nitambon ko zor se thapthapaya.
Nisha ab puri tarah se sharm aur uttejana ke mishran mein doobi hui thi. Uski panty mein geelapan itna badh gaya tha ki vah use saaf mahsoos kar sakti thi. Balwinder ne apni ungliyon ko nisha ki panty ke kinare se andar dala, aur uski yoni ko sahlāne laga. Nisha ki yoni, jo ab puri tarah se geeli ho chuki thi, Balwinder ke sparsh se aur bhi uttejit ho uthi.
Balwinder ki ungliyan uski yoni ke daane par ghoom rahi thin, aur nisha ke munh se lambi-lambi aahein nikalne lagin – "Oofffffff!"
Kamre mein vasna aur hawas ka mahual apni charam seema par tha. Nisha do mardon ke beech phansi hui thi, uska nanga jism unki bhookhi nazron ka kendra tha. Use pata tha ki aaj raat use un dono ki hawas ka saamna karna hoga, aur uske paas koi aur chara nahi tha.
Balwinder apni naak se nisha ki panty par uske geele ras ki khushbu le raha tha, aur ek gehari saans kheenchte hue bola, "Wah! Kya namkeen raseeli hai saali ki choot! Mousa ji, aaj to maza hi aa gaya, aisa maal to jeevan mein kabhi nahi chakha." Yeh kehte hue, Balwinder ne nisha ki panty ke upar se hi uski choot ko zor se kaat liya. Nisha dard aur uttejana ke maare "Aahhhhhhhh!" karke tadap uthi, uska jism ek tez siharan se kaanp gaya.
Balwinder ki nazar nisha ke gale mein latke mangalsutra par jaati hai, aur ek shaitani muskan uske chehre par phail jaati hai. "Are, wah! Yeh to shadi-shuda bhi hai! To mujhe phir condom pehenne ki koi zaroorat nahi." Yeh kehkar Balwinder ne Mousa ji ki taraf dekha, unki aankhon mein hawas ki ek alag hi chamak thi, jo nisha ko andar tak jhinjhod rahi thi. Nisha ab puri tarah se un dono ke beech phansi hui thi, uski saansein tez thi aur uska dil zoro se dhadak raha tha.
Mousa ji Balwinder ki baat sunkar ek ghinoni hansi hans te hain. "Haan, condom pehenkar itni tasty, raseeli choot ke feel ka maza kyun kharab kar raha hai?" Mousa ji Balwinder se kehte hain, unki aankhon mein hawas saaf jhalak rahi thi.
"Agar kuch ho bhi gaya to nisha beti sambhal legi." Phir Mousa ji nisha ki aankhon mein dekhte hain, jo ab dar, uttejana aur sharm ke mishran mein doobi hui thi, aur poochhte hain, "Kyun nisha beti, sambhal logi na?"
Nisha ki saansein tez ho gayin. Uske saamne do bhookhe bhediye the, aur use pata tha ki uske paas koi chara nahi tha. Mousa ji ki aankhon mein vah sawaal use andar tak cheer raha tha. Use pata tha ki 'haan' kehne ka matlab kya hoga, par 'na' kehne ka matlab tha ki uska aur nimmi ka raaz khul sakta tha. Uske honth kaanp rahe the, aur uska dil zoro se dhadak raha tha. Ek pal ke liye use laga jaise vah behosh ho jayegi. Usne apni aankhein band kar lin, aur ek gehri saans li. Use apne jism ki garmahat mahsoos hui, jo ab vasna aur dar dono se sulag rahi thi. Usne socha, "Jab sab kuch pehle hi luta chuki hoon, to ab kya?" Usne himmat jutai, aur apni aankhein kholin. Mousa ji aur Balwinder, dono ki bhookhi nazrein us par tiki thin. Nisha ke chehre par ek majboor, par kamuk muskan aayi. "Hmm..." Usne dabi hui aawaz mein kaha, uske honth halke se khule hue the, jaise vah abhi bhi haanf rahi ho. "Dekhte hain... Mousa ji... jo hoga... dekha jayega." Uske shabd hawa mein ghul gaye, ek anchaahe samarpan aur chhipi hui vasna ka mishran.
Nisha Mousa ji ki baat sunkar ek majboor par kamuk muskan deti hai. Usne himmat jutai, aur apni saanson ko niyantrit karte hue kaha, "Aap fikr na karein, main garbh nirodhak le lungi."
Uska jawab sunkar Balwinder ki aankhon mein ek shaitani chamak aa gayi. Usne nisha ke bhare hue stanon ko apne munh mein bhar liya aur unhein paglapan ki had tak choosne laga. Uski khur-khuri zubaan nisha ke nipples par aise ghoom rahi thi, jaise vah unhein puri tarah se nigal jaana chahta ho.
"Are wah! Iska matlab main teri choot ka pura maza le sakta hoon! Apna veerya tere andar daal sakta hoon!" Balwinder ne nisha ke stan chooste hue kaha, uski aawaz hawas aur jeet se bhari thi. Yeh kehte hue, usne nisha ko bekabu hokar choomna shuru kar diya, uske honth nisha ke gale, galon aur phir honthon par tezi se ghoom rahe the.
Nisha Balwinder ke is achanak aur aakramak vyavahar se tadap uthi. Uske munh se dabi hui siskiyan nikal rahi thin – "Aahhhhhhhh... ummmmmm... Balwinder...!" Uske jism mein ek tez siharan daud gayi, jo dard aur bepanah vasna ka mishran tha. Balwinder ki dadhi ki khur-khurahat uske nazuk jism par mahsoos ho rahi thi, aur uske munh se aati sharab aur tambaku ki mili-juli badbu nisha ko ghin dila rahi thi, par ab vah use nazar-andaaz kar rahi thi. Uske andar ki aag aur tez ho chuki thi, aur use laga jaise uska pura jism jal raha ho.
Mousa ji, jo yeh sab dekh rahe the, unhone nisha ki kamar ko kas kar pakda aur use Balwinder ki taraf aur dhakel diya. Nisha ki aankhein band thin, aur vah bas is anchaahe, par uttejit karne wale anubhav mein doobi hui thi. Use pata tha ki ab uske paas koi chara nahi tha, aur use in dono mardon ki hawas ka saamna karna hi tha. Uska jism unki har harkat ka jawab de raha tha, aur uski yoni se nikalta ras uski pyaas ko aur bhi badha raha tha.
Balwinder nisha ke ek stan ko apne munh mein bhare hue tha, use zor-zor se chooste hue, aur apni zubaan se nipples ko sahlāte hue chhedta hai, "Agar aaj tu mere aur Mousa ji se pregnant ho gayi to phir yeh kaise jaan payegi ki bachcha mera tha ya Mousa ji ka?" Yeh kehte hue usne nisha ki chikni, ubhri hui gaand par zor se thappad maar diya. 'Thapp' ki tez aawaz dhabe ke us chhote se kamre mein goonj uthi. Nisha dard aur vasna ke maare "Aahhhhhhhh!" karke tadap uthi. Uski nangi janghein
Balwinder ki janghon se tezi se takra rahi thin, aur yeh sparsh nisha ke pure jism mein ek tez siharan paida kar raha tha.
Nisha ne apni saans roki. Uska chehra ab puri tarah se lal ho chuka tha, aur uski aankhon mein dar, uttejana aur ek ajeeb si bebasi thi. Balwinder ki is besharm baat aur uske sparsh se nisha ka jism kaanp raha tha. Use laga jaise uske paas kehne ko kuch bhi nahi hai. Vah ab bas us pal ki hawas mein doobi hui thi, aur use pata tha ki in dono ki marzi ke bina vah is khel se bahar nahi nikal sakti. Usne apni aankhein band kar lin, aur ek gehri saans li, khud ko is anchaahe, par uttejit karne wali sthiti ke hawale karte hue.
Balwinder nisha ko ab ghutnon ke bal bitha diya, jisse uski ubhri hui gaand aur bhi spasht ho gayi. Usne apna tana hua, mota land nisha ke chehre ki taraf kiya, uski saanson ki garmahat nisha ke honthon par mahsoos ho rahi thi. Mousa ji bhi uski bagal mein aakar khade ho gaye, unka land bhi puri tarah se tan chuka tha aur nisha ke doosre gaal ke paas jhool raha tha. Ab nisha ke chehre ke saamne do bade-bade, mote, kaale land jhool rahe the. Kabhi vah ek ko dekhti to kabhi doosre ko, uski aankhein dar, hairani aur ek ajeeb si vasna ke mishran mein dol rahi thin. Uttejana ke maare uske gulabi nipples tan kar bullet ki tarah khade ho gaye the, jo is kamre ke mahual ko aur bhi garam kar rahe the. Balwinder ne apna tana hua land nisha ke honthon par chhuaya. Nisha ghabrahat aur ghin se apna munh pher leti hai. Balwinder ne uski is harkat par koi dhyan nahi diya, uski aankhon mein hawas ki chamak saaf dikh rahi thi. Usne nisha ke vasna se kathor hue pade bade stanon ko apni hatheli se kas kar dabaya. Nisha ke munh se ek halki cheekh nikli – "Aahhhhhhhh!" – aur dard ke maare uska munh khul gaya. Balwinder ne usi pal ka fayda uthate hue apna land us khule munh mein zor se dhakel diya. Nisha ek pal ke liye chaunk gayi, par phir dheere se usne apna munh aur zyada kholkar us land ko pura andar bhar liya, jaise vah ek pyaase ko paani pila rahi ho. Balwinder nisha ko land choos wāte hue ek baar phir chhedkhani par utar aata hai. Uska land nisha ke munh mein bhara hua tha, aur vah uske sir ko kas kar pakde hue tha taki nisha use chhod na sake. Uski aankhon mein hawas aur shaitani chamak saaf dikh rahi thi. Nisha ke galon par Balwinder ke land ka dabav mahsoos ho raha tha, aur uski saansein tez thin. "Maan le, aaj agar tu pregnant ho gayi to is bachche ka baap kaun hoga?" Balwinder ne nisha ko land choos wāte hue poochha, uski aawaz mein ek ajeeb si chiknahat aur besharmi thi. Vah nisha ki aankhon mein dekh raha tha, jaise uske jawab ka intezar kar raha ho. Nisha ke honth
Balwinder ke land se bheege hue the, aur vah uski baat sunkar ek pal ke liye kaanp gayi. Balwinder ka sawal nisha ke kaanon mein goonj raha tha, aur uska land uske munh mein puri tarah bhara hua tha. Ek pal ke liye use laga ki vah nigal jayegi. Uske honth Balwinder ke veerya se bheege hue the, aur uski aankhein dar aur uttejana ke mishran mein naach rahi thin. Mousa ji bhi sab kuch maze se dekh rahe the, unki aankhon mein hawas saaf jhalak rahi thi. Nisha ne dheere se Balwinder ke land ko apne munh se bahar nikala, uske honthon par veerya ki chamak thi. Usne apni saanson ko niyantrit karne ki koshish ki, par ve abhi bhi tez thin. Ek gehri saans lekar, nisha ne Balwinder ki aankhon mein dekha. Nisha ne apni aawaz mein shahad ghola, jo ab pehle se kahin zyada nasheeli thi.
"Itni jaldi fikr kyun kar rahe ho? Bachcha kiska hoga... yeh to baad ki baat hai." Usne apne honthon ko halka sa chata, aur phir apni zubaan se Balwinder ke land par lage veerya ko saaf kiya. Uske shabdon mein ab aur bhi zyada shararat thi, "Agar bachcha gora hua, to Mousa ji ka samajh lena... aur agar kala hua..." Usne ek pal ke liye Balwinder ki saanwli rangat aur uske kaale land ki taraf dekha, "To phir... samajh lena vo aapka hoga." Nisha ke munh se ek halki, kamuk hansi nikli, jo kamre ke mahual ko aur bhi garam kar gayi. Balwinder nisha ke is kamuk jawab se khush ho gaya. Uski aankhon mein hawas ki ek alag hi chamak aa gayi, aur uske chehre par ek chaudi, ghinoni muskan phail gayi.
"Wah, meri rani! Mere hone wale bachche ki maa!" Balwinder ne nisha ke stan ko apne haath mein kas kar dabate hue kaha, uski aawaz mein jeet aur adhikar dono the. "Baazi to main hi maarunga." Yeh kehte hue, usne Mousa ji ki taraf dekha, jaise unhein chunauti de raha ho. Balwinder ka ghamand aur uski aankhon mein dikhti hawas dekhkar nisha ke honthon par ek aur besharm muskan aa gayi. Usne Balwinder ke land par apni nazar tikai, jo ab bhi tan kar khada tha. Nisha boli - "Itni jaldi baazi jeetne ka dawa kyun kar rahe ho?". Usne apni jeebh se apne honthon ko halka sa chata, jahan Balwinder ka veerya abhi bhi laga tha.
"Yeh to maidaan-e-jang hai, "aur is jang mein, kaun baazi maarega... yeh to waqt hi batayega." Usne Balwinder ke land ki taraf halka sa ishara kiya. "Abhi to... abhi to asli khel shuru bhi nahi hua hai." Balwinder nisha ka chehra apne land par dabate hue Mousa ji se bolta hai, "Kya garam maal hai yeh, kahan mil gayi aapko?" Mousa ji hanste hain, unki aankhon mein shaitani chamak thi.
"Tu aam kha, guthliyan mat gin. Yeh aaj raat meri taraf se tujhe tohfa hai." Mousa ji ne Balwinder ko dhakka dete hue kaha, "Chal ab mujhe choos wāne de." Nisha ka besharm jawab sunkar Mousa ji ki hawas aur badh gayi. Unhone turant Balwinder ko ek jhatke se hataya, aur Balwinder ka land nisha ke munh se nikal gaya. Balwinder ko aisa laga jaise kisi ne uske munh se mithai chheen li ho, uske chehre par mayusi saaf dikh rahi thi. Uski yeh haalat dekhkar nisha ko halki hansi aa gayi, jo uske honthon par kamuk muskan ban gayi. Ab Balwinder ki jagah Mousa ji ne le li, aur apna land nisha ke munh mein andar-bahar karne lage. Unke land ki garmahat nisha ke munh mein mahsoos ho rahi thi, aur uski zubaan Mousa ji ke land par aise ghoom rahi thi jaise vah koi swadisht cheez choos rahi ho. Mousa ji apni aankhon mein vasna aur adhikar liye nisha se poochhte hain, "Nisha meri rani, agar tujhe mujhse ya Balwinder mein se kisi se shadi karni hai to tu kisse shadi karegi aur kiska bistar garam karegi?" Unki aawaz mein chunauti thi, aur vah nisha ke munh ki har harkat ko dekh rahe the. Mousa ji ka sawal nisha ke munh mein goonj raha tha, unka land uske andar-bahar ho raha tha. Mousa ji ki aankhon mein vasna aur adhikar saaf jhalak raha tha, aur vah nisha ke munh ki har harkat ko dekh rahe the. Balwinder bhi bagal mein khada, apni aankhein nisha par tikaaye hue tha, uske chehre par besabri aur irshya ka mishran tha. Nisha ke honth Mousa ji ke veerya se bheege hue the, aur use un dono ki baaton se ek ajeeb sa nasha chadh raha tha. Nisha ne Mousa ji ke land ko dheere se apne munh se bahar nikala, uske honthon par geelepan kichamak thi. Usne ek gehri saans li, aur Mousa ji ki aankhon mein dekha. Ab uski aankhon mein koi sharm nahi thi, bas ek ajeeb si chunauti aur besharmi thi, jo Balwinder ki taraf bhi mudi. Nisha ke honthon par kamuk muskan aur gehri ho gayi.
"Shadi to ek pavitra bandhan hai, Mousa ji," "aur main to ek pativrata naari hoon... mere to ek hi pati hain, Sunny." "Lekin... bistar garam karne ki baat agar aap karte hain..." Usne ek pal ke liye dono ke tane hue lando ki taraf dekha, "to is kaam mein... main ek khule vichaaro wali aurat hoon." Nisha ne ek madak hansi di, "mera bistar... main to aap dono ke liye hi garam karna chahungi... aur aap dono hi bari-bari se mera bistar garam kar sakte ho." Mousa ji nisha ka jawab sunkar hairan reh jaate hain, par unke chehre par khushi aur hawas ki ek gehri muskan phail jaati hai.
"Wah! Kitne khule vicharon wali mahila ho tum!" Mousa ji ne kaha, unki aawaz mein ab pehle se kahin zyada jeet aur adhikar tha. "Pati sirf Sunny hai, pavitra bandhan... lekin jab bistar garam karne ki baat hai to tum hum dono ka bistar garam karogi... wah! Bahut khoob!" Unke shabd kamre mein goonj te hain, aur unki aankhein nisha par tiki hain, jismein ab koi shak nahi, sirf bepanah vasna hai. Balwinder bhi yeh sab sunkar muskura raha tha, uski aankhon mein bhi nisha ke liye ek alag hi hawas ki chamak thi. Balwinder nisha ki baat sunkar hawas bhari hansi hansta hai. "Bahut hi nek ladki ho tum," Balwinder kehta hai, uski aankhon mein chamak thi. "Upar wala tumhari jaisi biwi sabko de, taki sabka bhala ho." Balwinder ka 'nek ladki' wala mazaak sunkar nisha ke honthon par ek aur kamuk muskan tair gayi. Ab uski aankhon mein puri tarah se besharmi aur aatm-vishwas tha, koi hichkichahat nahi. Usne Mousa ji aur Balwinder dono ki taraf dekha, jinki aankhein us par tiki thin. Nisha boli - "Aapki yeh ichchha," usne ek pal ke liye Balwinder ke tane hue land ki taraf dekha, "zaroor puri hogi." Uske honthon par kamuk muskan aur gehri ho gayi.
"Lekin," "Upar wala to har kisi ki ichchha puri nahi karta na? Uske liye to insaan ko khud hi koshish karni padti hai." Usne ek madak hansi di. "Aur rahi baat 'bhale' ki," Nisha ne apni nazar Mousa ji par tikai, "to main to bas itna jaanti hoon... ki aaj raat aap dono ka 'bhala' zaroor hoga." Yeh kehte hue nisha ne Mousa ji aur Balwinder dono ki taraf ek shararti aankh maari. Balwinder nisha ki besharm baaton aur uski kamuk adaon se aur bhi uttejit ho utha. Uski aankhon mein hawas ki ek alag hi chamak aa gayi, aur usne ek gehri saans li, jaise nisha ki har ada ko apne andar samet lena chahta ho. "Tera pati mahan hai," Balwinder ne apni bhari, khur-khuri aawaz mein kaha, uske honthon par ek ghinoni muskan thi. "Jisne tum jaisa maal hum jaiso ke liye chhod diya hai, aish karne ke liye." Uski aawaz mein ab puri tarah se adhikar aur besharmi thi, jaise nisha uski niji sampatti ho. Balwinder ka 'pati mahan hai' wala tana sunkar nisha ke honthon par ek aur kamuk muskan aa gayi, jo ab pehle se kahin zyada gehri aur aatm-vishwas se bhari thi. Uski aankhon mein ab puri tarah se besharmi aur chunauti thi, koi hichkichahat nahi. Usne Balwinder ki bhookhi nazron ko apni aankhon mein samet liya, aur phir Mousa ji ki taraf mudi. Nisha ne apni aawaz mein aur shahad ghola, jo ab ek khuli chunauti aur shararat ka mishran tha. "Aap bhi na... mere pati ki itni tareef kar rahe ho?"
"Haan, mere pati bahut achchhe hain... bahut mahan hain." Usne Balwinder ke land par ek pal ke liye nazar dali, jo abhi bhi tan kar khada tha. Nisha ki garam-garam baatein aur is kamuk mahual aur uske garam munh ke sparsh se Mousa ji pighal gaye aur dher saara veerya nisha ke munh mein chhod diya. Nisha ke gaal us gaadhe veerya se bhar gaye. Abhi usne saans bhi nahi li thi aur Mousa ji ka veerya apne munh se nikala bhi nahi tha ki uske baalon se uska sar kheenchar Balwinder ne apna land uske munh mein ghusa diya. Nisha "Are are mujhe Mousa ji ka veerya to nikalne do" kehne lagi, lekin Balwinder ne nahi suni aur nisha ko Mousa ka sara veerya pet mein gatk jaana pada. Balwinder ka land nisha ke munh mein bhara hua tha, aur Mousa ji ka veerya uske gale se niche utar raha tha. Nisha ki aankhon mein aansoo the, par yeh dard ke nahi, balki bebasi aur ek ajeeb se nashe ke the. Usne apne honthon ko bheench liya, taki aur veerya bahar na nikle, aur Balwinder ke land ko apne munh mein kas kar pakda, jaise vah use nigal jaana chahti ho. Balwinder ki is harkat par nisha ka jism kaanp raha tha. Use laga jaise uski saans ruk jayegi, par phir usne himmat jutai. Balwinder ne uske baalon ko kas kar pakda hua tha, aur Mousa ji bagal mein khade sab kuch maze se dekh rahe the. Ek gehri saans lete hue (jitni vah le sakti thi), nisha ne Balwinder ke land ko apne munh mein aur gehrai tak liya. Uski aankhein Balwinder ki nazron se milin, aur phir Mousa ji ki aur mudin. Ab uski aankhon mein koi sharm nahi thi, bas ek ajeeb si chunauti aur besharmi thi. Nisha ne apne munh mein Balwinder ka land bhare hue hi, dabi hui, par kamuk aawaz mein fusfusaya.
"Itni jaldi kyun kar rahe ho?" Uske honthon par ek kamuk muskan phaili, jo uske galon par lage Mousa ji ke veerya se aur bhi spasht dikh rahi thi. "Aapne to Mousa ji ka bacha hua bhi nahi chhoda," "Lagta hai... aap bahut pyaase ho." Yeh kehte hue nisha ne Balwinder ke land ko apne munh mein ek baar aur zor se choos liya. "Lekin... ab jab andar chala hi gaya hai," Usne ek pal ke liye Mousa ji ki taraf dekha, "to swad to lena hi padega na?" Nisha ke munh se ek kamuk hansi nikli, jo Balwinder ke land se dab gayi. Mousa ji besharmi se bole - "Pile beti, protein hai yeh protein shake." Mousa ji ka besharm comment sunkar nisha ke honthon par ek aur kamuk muskan aa gayi, Balwinder ka land abhi bhi uske munh mein tha, aur Mousa ji ka veerya uske galon par aur honthon ke kono par saaf dikh raha tha. Nisha ne apne munh mein Balwinder ka land bhare hue hi, dabi hui, par nasheeli aawaz mein fusfusaya.
"Aap bhi na... bade fikr wale ho." "Protein to bahut achchhi cheez hoti hai... sehat ke liye." Usne Balwinder ke land ko apne munh mein ek baar aur zor se choos liya, aur phir Mousa ji ki aur dekha. "Aur jab aap jaise asli purush," usne Mousa ji ki aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha, uske shabdon mein ab koi sharm nahi thi, "itni mehnat karke... mere liye protein shake bana rahe ho..." Usne apni jeebh se apne honthon ko halka sa chata, jahan Mousa ji ka veerya laga tha, "to phir... mujhe to pura peena hi padega na?" Nisha ke munh se ek kamuk hansi nikli, jo Balwinder ke land se dab gayi. Balwinder nisha ka munh chodte hue Mousa ji se bola - "Bahut garam hai yeh saali. Mera man to karta hai isse shadi rachake apni biwi bana loon ya rakhail banake rakhun." Balwinder ka land abhi bhi nisha ke munh mein tha, aur Mousa ji bagal mein khade sab kuch maze se dekh rahe the. Nisha boli - "Itni jaldi faisle kyun kar rahe ho?" Uske honthon par kamuk muskan aur gehri ho gayi.
"Biwi ya rakhail... yeh to baad ki baat hai." Usne Balwinder ke land ko apne munh mein ek baar aur zor se choos liya, aur phir Mousa ji ki aur dekha. "Abhi to bas itna kahungi," usne Mousa ji ki aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha, uske shabdon mein ab koi sharm nahi thi, "ki mera yeh jism... jise aap itna garam bata rahe ho... yeh to aaj raat aap dono ke liye hi hai." Balwinder nisha ka munh chhode bina hi, uski aankhon mein dekhte hue kehta hai, "Saali, yeh itna garam jism hi to hai jis wajah se tujhe apne hi paas rakhna chahta hoon. Ek raat nahi, roz raat chodna chahta hoon. Isliye to man kar raha tujhe apne paas hi rakh loon apni rakhail bana ke." Balwinder ki hawas bhari baat sunkar nisha ke honthon par ek aur kamuk muskan aa gayi, jo ab puri tarah se aatm-vishwas aur adamya vasna se bhari thi. Balwinder ka land abhi bhi uske munh mein tha, aur Mousa ji bagal mein khade sab kuch maze se dekh rahe the. Usne Balwinder ke land ko apne munh mein ek baar aur zor se choos liya
Nisha ne shararat se Balwinder ke lund pe daant gaad diye balwnider uchal pada - aaahhhhhhhhhh..Nisha ne gusse se kaha - 'rakhail' banaoge mujhe ?' Nisha ke besharm jawab aur uski kamuk adaon se Balwinder ka sabr puri tarah toot chuka tha. Uske sharir mein ek tez siharan daudi, aur vah apni sari taqat nisha ke munh mein undelne laga. Ek tez veerya ki pichkari nisha ko apne gale mein utarti hi mahsoos hui. Balwinder ka garam, gaadha veerya nisha ke munh mein bhar gaya, aur use Mousa ji ke veerya ke swaad ke saath ek naya, namkeen swad mila. Nisha ne ek pal ke liye apni saans roki, aur phir use gatk liya, uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si, parwaan chadhti vasna thi. Balwinder ne nisha ka munh chhoda, aur uske chehre par jeet aur santushti ka mishran tha, par vah haanf raha tha. Balwinder ka veerya nigalne ke baad, nisha ke honthon par ek gehri, kamuk muskan aa gayi. Usne apni zubaan se apne honthon ko halka sa chata, jahan abhi bhi veerya ka swad tha. Uski aankhein puri tarah se besharmi aur chunauti se bhari thi.
Balwinder haanf raha tha, aur Mousa ji bagal mein khade sab kuch maze se dekh rahe the, unke chehre par hawas saaf dikh rahi thi. Nisha ne dheere se apna sir uthaya, aur Mousa ji ki aur dekha. Uske honthon par kamuk muskan aur gehri ho gayi. Phir, bina kisi hichkichahat ke, nisha ne apne ghutnon ke bal thodi aur jagah banai, aur Mousa ji ke tane hue land ki taraf ishara kiya. Uski aankhein Mousa ji ki aankhon mein gadi thin, jismein ab koi sharm nahi, bas khuli chunauti thi. "Ab aapki baari hai, Mousa ji," usne fusfusate hue kaha, Yeh kehte hue nisha ne Mousa ji ke land ko apni zubaan se halka sa chhua, jaise use apne munh mein lene ka nimantran de rahi ho. Nisha ki is besharm harkat se Mousa ji ki aankhein aur chaudi ho gayin. Unhein laga jaise nisha unki har ichchha puri karne ko taiyar hai. Balwinder bhi yeh sab dekhkar apni saansein roke hue tha, uske chehre par betabi aur irshya ka mishran tha. Kuchh hi der mein apne garam munh se nisha ne Mousa ji ko phir se charge kar diya. Mousa ji ka land puri tarah se tan chuka tha, aur vah nisha ki choot mein ghusne ko taiyar the. Unki aankhein hawas se chamak rahi thin, aur unke chehre par besharmi saaf jhalak rahi thi. Balwinder bhi bagal mein khada, apni aankhein nisha par tikaaye hue tha, uske chehre par besabri aur irshya ka mishran tha. Nisha ne Mousa ji ke land ko apne munh se bahar nikala, uske honthon par abhi bhi veerya ki chamak thi. Usne ek gehri saans li, aur Mousa ji ki aankhon mein dekha. Ab uski aankhon mein koi sharm nahi thi, bas ek ajeeb si chunauti aur besharmi thi, jo Balwinder ki taraf bhi mudi aur uski ankhon mein dekhte hue Usne apni jeebh se apne honthon ko halka sa chata, jahan Mousa ji ka veerya laga tha.
agle din subah Shaadi ki dusri rasmein thi jaisi dulhan ki mehndi aur raat mein aaj jagraata bhi hone wala tha.
Shaadi wale ghar mein chahal-pahal aur bhi badh gai thi. kyunki Kal baraat aane wali thi, aur har koi taiyariyon mein vyast tha.
Nisha ne apne aapko samanya dikhane ki puri koshish ki, par andar se vah thaki hui thi. Vah Mausaji ki nazron se bachti rahi, aur jab bhi unki nazrein miltin, vah ek halki si muskan deti, jaise kuchh hua hi na ho.
Mausaji bhi Nisha ko har jagah talash rahe the. Unki aankhon mein abhi bhi vahi havas thi, par aaj unhein Nisha ke karib aane ka mauka nahin mil raha tha. Vah jante the ki aise shaadi wale ghar mein kuch bhi ishara karna aise mahol mein kuchh bhi karna risky hoga.
Nisha ko Mausaji ki aankhon mein vah bhookh saaf dikh rahi thi, aur usse pata tha ki Mausaji use phir se bhogne ka mauka nahin chhodenge.
Shaadi ki rasmein chalti rahin, aur Mausaji ne kai bar Nisha ko akela pakar chhedne ki koshish ki, par Nisha ne har bar koi na koi bahana banakar unhein taal diya. Pura ghar khushiyon se jhoom raha tha. Nisha ne bhi apni dost Nimmi ki shadi ki khushi mein hissa liya, par uske man mein ek ajib si bechaini thi.
Fir akhir kaar jab Nisha ek bheed rahit jagah par thi toh Mausaji ne usse daboch liya. Nisha aur Mausaji ka samna jaise hi hua aur unki ankhein mili toh Mausaji ko jo jalwe dikhae the Nisha ne raat mein woh flash hone lage, unke lund mein ab bhi tanav tha. Unka to man kar rhaa tha ki Nisha ko din dahade kamre mein le jake chod den. Lekin ve kabu rakhte hain, aur sab se nazren bacha ke Nisha ki gaand daba dete hain. "Ohhh...auch," (Nisha ki awaaz dabi hui nikalti hai.)
"Ye kya kar rahe hain aap, Mausaji?"
"Bahut sexy lag rahi ho tum. Mera man kar raha hai tujhe phir se chod dun." (Mausaji phusphusate hain, unki awaaz mein havas hai.)
Nisha ko iss bat ki rahat hoti hai ki Mausaji ko mobile formatting ka us par shak nahin hua. Nisha sochti hai ki use bahut normal behave karna hoga, nahin to Mausaji ko shak ho sakta hai. Isliye Nisha ada se kahti hai, raat bhar karne ke baad bhi man nahin bhara kya aapka?
"Tujhe chodne ke baad to man bharne ki bajae aur pyaas badh gai hai. Madakta ka kuan hai tu." (Mausaji phusphusate hain, unki aankhen Nisha par tiki hain.) "Shhshh...dhire boliye, aas-pas koi rishtedar sun lega." (Nisha phusphusati hai, uski aankhen dar se badi ho rahi hain.)
Abhi rasmo-function chal raha hai ghar pe. Nisha aur Mausaji ke aas-pas rishtedar aur mehman maujud hain, jo hansi-mazak kar rahe hain aur shadi ki rasmon mein vyast hain.
Nisha aur Mausaji ek-dusre se nazre churate hain, par har bar jab unki nazren milti hain, to ek ajib sa current unke bich daud jata hai. Nisha ko is gupt khel mein ek ajib sa romanch mahsus ho raha hai, ek aisa khatra jise vah uthane ko taiyar thi. Nisha apne man mein sochti hai ki agar vah Mausaji ko mana kar degi to unhein pakka us par shak ho jayega. Isliye uske pas Mausaji ko khush rakhne ke alava koi chara nahin tha. Lekin Mausaji ka is tarah sare aam use havas bhari nazron se dekhna risky tha, koi bhi dekh sakta tha. "Aap control rakhiye, Mausaji... (Nisha ne Mausaji ko phuslate hue kaha, uski awaaz mein shahad ghula tha, par aankhon mein thodi si ghabrahat bhi thi.) ... Yahan mere saas-sasur aur sab rishtedar hain. Main... main rat mein aaungi na aapse baat karne... aap phir ji bhar ke baat kar lena." (Nisha ki nazren aas-pas ghum rahi thin, kahin koi unhe dekh na le.) Mausaji bole - "Aaj rat to... mujhe tumse baat karni hi hogi, beti," Mausaji ne phusphusate hue kaha. Mausaji Nisha ko ek kone mein le gae, unki aankhon mein havas ki chamak saaf dikh rahi thi. "Aaj rat... mujhe tumse kuchh khaas chahiye, beti." Unhone phusphusate hue kaha aur apne hathon mein pada shopping bag Nisha ko de diya. Nisha ne dekha to usmein do bahut hi choti choti skirts thi. Nisha ne Mausaji ki or dekha, uska dil tez dhadak raha tha. Use pata tha ki Mausaji kya kahne wale hain, aur uske honthon par ek halki si muskan aa gai, jismein thodi shararat bhi thi. Aapko kya chahiye Mausaji?" Nisha ne dhime andaaz mein puchha. Mausaji ne Nisha ke jism ko upar se niche tak ghura, unki aankhen uske har ubhar par thahar gain. "Aaj tum inh mein se ek choti si skirt pahan kar aana," unhone kaha, unki awaaz mein ek ajib si lalak thi. "Aisi skirt, jismein tumhare ye... (Unhone apni nazar Nisha ke stanon par tika di) ...tumhare ye bhare hue, madmate boobs bahar jhalak rahe hon." Unki awaaz mein besharmi aur vasna saaf jhalak rahi thi, "Aur han, bra mat pahanana... main chahta hun ki tumhare ye ang puri tarah se azaad hon." Nisha ne ek pal ke liye apni saans roki. Use Mausaji ki is demand se hairani nahin hui, kyunki vah unke har rang se waqif thi. Usne apne honthon ko halka sa kata, aur Mausaji ki aankhon mein dekha. Uske chehre par ek ajib si chunauti aur kaamukta thi. "Mausaji, aap bhi na... itne badmash ho gaye hain is umra mein bhi aapke college wale ladko jaise demands hain," Nisha ne shararati andaaz mein kaha, "Lekin... Nisha ki baat sunkar Mausaji ki aankhen aur chaudi ho gain. Unhein laga jaise Nisha unki har ichha puri karne ko taiyar hai. "Tumhare liye to main kuchh bhi sambhal sakta hun, meri rani," unhone kaha, unki awaaz mein jit thi. "Bas, tum meri ichha puri kar dena." Mausaji ki baat sunkar Nisha sharma jati hai, uske gal lal ho jate hain. "Mausaji, main koi college ki chhatra nahin hun, ek shadi-shuda jawan aurat hun," Nisha hichkichate hue kahti hai. "Aise kapde mere ang par bahut tight aayenge, sab kuchh dikh jayega mera." Mausaji, apni havas bhari nazron se Nisha ko ghurte hue, kahate hain, "Haan, dikhne do - mujhe tumhein isi rup mein dekhna hai." Unki awaaz mein ek ajib si lalak aur besharmi thi. "Kya tumne tumhare pati Sunny ke liye aise kapde nahin pahne?" Nisha sharma kar 'na' kahti hai, uski aankhen niche jhuk jati hain. Uske man mein ek ajib si halchal thi, kyunki use pata tha ki Mausaji jo kah rahe hain, usmein kuchh sachchai thi. Sunny ke liye usne kabhi aise kapde pahanane ki sochi bhi nahin thi, kyunki use pata tha ki Sunny ko in sab baton ki parvah nahin thi. Nisha Mausaji se kahti hai, "Lekin Mausaji, aaj to rat ko jagraata hai to hotel room mein nahin aa paungi main aapke, sab log jage honge aaj rat." Mausaji, ek shaitani muskan ke sath, kahate hain, "Aaj rat jab sab jage hue honge, ham mere yaar Balwinder ke dhabe pe jayenge, vahan private rooms ka prabandh hai." Nisha thoda hichkichate hue kahti hai, "Main itne chhote skirt mein kaise dhabe pe jaungi? Vahan sab dekhenge, khas kar ki truck wale." Nisha ki aankhon mein jhizhak saaf dikh rahi thi. "Main itne chhote skirt mein kaise dhabe pe jaungi, Mausaji?" usne dabi awaaz mein kaha, "Vahan sab dekhenge, khas kar ki truck wale... vo kaise-kaise hote hain, aapko to pata hi hai." Uske galon par halki si lali chha gai, aur uski saansen tez ho gain. Use is bat ka dar tha ki agar koi use aise kapdon mein dekh lega, to uska kya hoga. Mausaji Nisha ki is hichkichahat ko dekhkar muskuraye, unki aankhon mein ek alag hi chamak thi. "Are, darti kyun ho, beti?" Unhone Nisha ki kamar par halka sa hath rakhte hue kaha, "Tum jaisi khoobsurat aurat ko to sab dekhna chahenge hi. Aur truck wale... vo to bas dekhte rah jayenge. Tumhein kuchh kahenge nahin, mera naam chalta hai vahan." Unhone apni awaaz mein aur nasha gholte hue kaha, "Aur rahi bat tumhare kapdon ki, to vahi to main chahta hun. Tumhein isi rup mein dekhna hai mujhe, aur sabko dikhana hai ki meri Nisha kitni qayamat hai." Mausaji ke shabd Nisha ke kanon mein shahad ki tarah ghul rahe the, aur uske andar ki dabi hui vasna phir se jag uthi. Use Mausaji ke sath yah naya romanch aur bhi mazedar lagne laga. Nisha ko pata tha ki ab koi bahana kaam nahin aayega. Usne Mausaji ki aankhon mein dekha, aur ek gahri saans li. Use yah bhi pata tha ki use Mausaji ko har haal mein shak na ho, isliye use unki bat manni hogi.
raat aur gahri ho chuki thi . jagraate ka shor dur se sunai de raha tha, par hotel mein ab zyada log so chuke the. Nisha apne kamre mein aayi, uska dil tez dhadak raha tha. Usne Mausaji ki baat maani thi. Usne mausa ji di hui skirts nikaali aur usmein se neele rang ki choti aur tight skirt pehen li, jo mushkil se uski janghon ke bich tak aati thi. Upar usne ek patla sa kaala top pahna, jismein uske 34D size ke stan saaf jhalak rahe the. Usne bra nahin pahni thi, jisse uske ubhar aur bhi spasht dikh rahe the. Apni taiyariyan dekhkar Nisha ke chehre par ek kaamuk muskan aa gai.
Nisha ne jab aaine mein khud ko dekha, toh ek pal ke liye uski saansein tham si gayin. Usne aisi skirt pehle kabhi nahi pehni thi. Itni choti ki uski janghon ka gora maans saaf dikh raha tha. Uski t-shirt ke upar usne bra nahi pehni thi toh uske boobs bullet ki tarah t-shirt se chipke hue the. Aaine mein uski chhavi ek ajeeb si aurat ki lag rahi thi – ek aisi aurat jo apne jism ki har had ko paar karne ke liye taiyaar thi. Uska dil dar se nahi, balki romanch se dhadak raha tha.
Uske man mein dharam-sankat shuru ho gaya. "Yeh main kya kar rahi hoon?" usne apne aap se pucha. "Ek taraf meri saheli ki shaadi ka saval hai, aur dusri taraf meri apni izzat." Uske andar ek ajeeb sa sangharsh chal raha tha. Shaadi ke ghar se, jahan hansi aur khushi ka mahol tha, vahan se ek anjaan jagah par jana , ek aise mard ke saath jiski nazron mein sirf hawas thi.
"Nahi," usne apne aap ko samjhaya. "Yeh main Nimmi ke liye kar rahi hoon. Uski shaadi bachane ke liye, uske parivar ko barbadi se bachane ke liye." Usne khud ko bar-bar yaad dilaya ki yeh ek "balidaan" hai. "Main toh bas apna jism daan kar rahi hoon, ek nek kaam ke liye ." Is soch se use thodi si himmat mili. Uska darr, romanch mein badal gaya. Usne apne honthon ko halka sa chabaaya, aur ek gehri saans li.
Nisha jaanti thi ki yeh safar khatarnak ho sakta hai. Balwinder ke dhaba par truck wale bhi honge, jinhone Mausaji ke kehne par use kuch nahi kaha. Par unki nazron ka samna karna uske liye mushkil hoga. Lekin ab uske paas koi chara nahi tha. Nimmi ki shaadi aur uske parivaar ko bachane ke liye. Usne apne darr ko ek taraf rakha, aur romanch ko aage badhne diya. Uske dil mein ek ajeeb si aag jal rahi thi, jo use is anokhe safar par le ja rahi thi.
Dhire se Nisha apne kamre se bahar nikli. Galiyare mein halka andhera tha. Mausaji pahle se hi intezar kar rahe the, unki aankhon mein havas ki ek alag hi chamak thi. Nisha ko aise dekh kar Mausaji ka lund puri tarah se tan gaya. Mausaji Nisha ka hath pakadte hain, aur dono dabe paanv hotel se bahar nikal jate hain.
Bahar thandi hawa chal rahi thi, par nisha ke jism mein aag lagi hui thi. Mousa ji ne ek purani si jeep nikali, aur dono usmein baith gaye. Dhaba hotel se kuch kilometer door tha, aur rasta sunsaan tha. Mousa ji ne jeep tez chalai, aur nisha ke paas se guzarti hawa uske khule baalon aur nange jism ko chhoo rahi thi. Use ek ajeeb sa romanch mahsoos ho raha tha, ek aisa romanch jo usne pehle kabhi mahsoos nahi kiya tha.
Kuchh hi der mein ve dhabe par pahunch gaye. Dhaba raat ke is waqt bhi chahal-pahal se bhara tha. Truck wale, local log aur kuch musafir wahan baithe chai pi rahe the aur khana kha rahe the. Jaise hi nisha jeep se utri, sab ki nazrein us par tik gayin. Chhote skirt aur bina bra ke, nisha ka jism dhabe ki dim light mein bhi qayamat dha raha tha. Uski doodhiya gori janghein aur uske ubhre hue stan har kisi ki aankhon mein hawas bhar rahe the. Truck walon ki bhookhi nazrein nisha ke jism par aise tik gayin, jaise ve use kachcha hi kha jayenge. Kuchh logon ne fusfusahat shuru kar di, to kuchh ne seeti bajai. Nisha ko yeh sab dekhkar ek ajeeb sa nasha chadh raha tha. Use Mousa ji ki baat yaad aayi, "Tumhein isi roop mein dekhna hai mujhe, aur sabko dikhana hai ki meri nisha kitni qayamat hai." Use is baat mein ek alag hi maza aa raha tha.
Mousa ji ne nisha ka haath kas kar pakda, aur use andar le gaye. Dhabe ka malik, Balwinder, ek mota-tagda aadmi tha, jiski badi si moonchhein thin. Mousa ji ne Balwinder se haath milaya. Balwinder ne nisha ko dekha, aur uske chehre par ek ajeeb si muskan aa gayi. Vah Mousa ji ka yaar tha, to vah sab samajh gaya. "Aao Mousa ji! Swagat hai. Aur... yeh kaun hain? Badi sundar lag rahi hain," Balwinder ne apni aankhon mein shararat liye kaha. "Yeh meri bhatiji hai, Balwinder," Mousa ji ne kaha, unki aawaz mein garv tha. "Aaj raat ise kuch privacy chahiye. Hamein ek private room chahiye." Balwinder muskuraya. "Koi baat nahi Mousa ji. Aapke liye to sab hazir hai. Aaiye, mere saath." Balwinder unhein dhabe ke piche ek chhote se kamre ki taraf le gaya. Kamra saaf tha, aur usmein ek chhota sa bistar aur ek table tha. Balwinder ne chabi Mousa ji ko di, aur muskurate hue kaha , Mausa ji aap itne dino baad mile ho ek ek patial peg toh sath mein banta hai uske baad mein chal jaunga.
Mausa ji - hohohoh - kyun nahi aao aao andar. Nisha ko thoda ajeeb laga lekin woh do dosto ke bich kya kehti . Balwinder nisha ki ore dekh ke kehta hai - madam anything for you ?
Mausaji- areeeey Nisha beti bhi aaj patial piyeggi..
Nisha - nahi nahi .. main whsikey nahi peeti ...
Balwinder -th vodka manga dete hai. usne zor se awaaz lagayi - aye chotu.
kuch der mein chotu naam ka waiter kamre mein aaya. Balwinder- chotu madam ke liye ek 60 vodka leke aa.
nisha naa nahi kar paayi dekhte dekhte nisha ke 2 peg anur mausa ji aur balwinder ke 4 peg hogaye.
BAlwinder - buraah maza agaya mausa ji aapke sath daau peeke aap abhi maze karo main chalta hoon.balwinder hasta hua chala gaya
Ab Nisha pure suroor mein thi , uski ankhon mein besharmi dikhaayi de rahi thi.
Mousa ji ne kamre ka darwaza andar se band kar liya. Nisha ab Mousa ji ke saath us chhote se kamre mein akeli thi. Kamre mein ek ajeeb sa tanav aur romanch tha. Mousa ji ne nisha ko apni baahon mein bhar liya, aur use ek gehra chumban diya. Nisha ne bhi unka pura saath diya, uski zubaan Mousa ji ke munh mein ja chuki thi. Aaj raat ka khel ab aur bhi gehra hone wala tha.
Mousa ji ne kamre ka darwaza andar se band kar liya, aur nisha ko apni baahon mein bhar liya.
Dhabe ke bahar ka shor ab dheema pad gaya tha, aur kamre mein sirf un dono ki tez saansein sunai de rahi thin. Mousa ji ne nisha ke honthon ko zor se chooma, ek gehra, vasna bhara chumban. Nisha ne bhi unka pura saath diya, uski zubaan Mousa ji ke munh mein ja chuki thi, aur dono ek-doosre ki zubaan ko choos rahe the, jaise ve ek-doosre ki saanson mein ghul jaana chahte hon.
Mousa ji ka haath nisha ki kamar par kas gaya, aur unhone use apne se aur chipka liya. "Aahhhhhhhh!" Nisha ke munh se ek dabi hui aah nikli, uska jism Mousa ji ke sparsh se tez sihar utha. "Aaj to tune mujhe pagal hi kar diya, meri rani," Mousa ji ne fusfusate hue kaha, unki aawaz mein hawas aur jeet dono thi. "Aisi chhoti skirt mein aur bina bra ke... tera ek-ek ang mujhe bula raha hai."
Nisha ne ek madak angdai li, aur Mousa ji ki aankhon mein dekha. "Kyun, Mousa ji? meri adaon se abhi se pighal gaye ,abhi toh raat baaki hai ?" Usne shararti andaaz mein kaha, aur apne nitambon ko halka sa hilaya, jisse uski chhoti skirt aur bhi upar sarak gayi. Mousa ji ki aankhein uski doodhiya gori janghon par tik gayi, jo dim light mein bhi chamak rahi thin.
Mousa ji ne bina der kiye nisha ki skirt ko niche sarakana shuru kar diya. Nisha ne bhi bina kisi hichkichahat ke apne pairon ko phaila diya.
Skirt nisha ke jism se sarkati hui zameen par ja giri, aur ab nisha sirf top aur panty mein thi. Uske bhare hue stan top ke andar se saaf jhalak rahe the, aur uske gulabi nipples nukile ho chuke the.
"Kya qayamat ho tum, beti," Mousa ji ne kaha, unke honth nisha ke gale par aa tike, use choomte aur kaat te hue. "Tumhare yeh boobs... aah! Inhein to main aaj ji bharke choosunga." Unhone apne haathon ko nisha ke stanon par rakha aur unhein zor-zor se dabane lage. Nisha ke munh se madak aahein nikalne lagin – "Aahhhhhhhh... ummmmmm...!" Uska jism Mousa ji ke har sparsh se kaanp raha tha.
Mousa ji ne nisha ke top ko bhi utar phenka. Ab nisha sirf panty mein thi, uska gora jism Mousa ji ke saamne ek khule aamantran ki tarah tha. Mousa ji ne nisha ke nipples ko apne munh mein bhara aur unhein zor-zor se choosne lage, kabhi daanton se kaat te, to kabhi apni zubaan se sahlāte. Nisha ka jism dard aur maze ke mishran se tadap raha tha, uski saansein bekabu ho chuki thin.
Mousa ji ne apne ek haath ko nisha ki panty ke andar dala aur uski yoni ko sahlāne lage. Nisha ki yoni, jo ab puri tarah se geeli ho chuki thi, Mousa ji ke sparsh se aur bhi uttejit ho uthi. Mousa ji ki ungliyan uski yoni ke daane par ghoom rahi thin, aur nisha ke munh se lambi-lambi aahein nikalne lagin – "Aahhhhhhhh! Uffffffff!"
Mousa ji ne apni ungliyon ko nisha ki yoni mein aur gehrai tak dala, aur use zor-zor se andar-bahar karne lage. Nisha ka jism ek tez current se kaanp raha tha, aur use laga jaise vah apni charam seema par pahunchne wali hai.
"Ab tum mere land ko choosogi, meri rani," Mousa ji ne kaha, unki aawaz mein aadesh aur hawas dono thi. Unhone apni pant kholi aur apna land bahar nikala, jo puri tarah se tan chuka tha.
Nisha ne Mousa ji ke land ko dekha, uski aankhon mein ab koi sharm nahi thi, bas kamukta aur ek ajeeb si utsukta thi. Usne apne honthon ko halka sa chata, aur Mousa ji ke land ko apne munh mein le liya. Uski zubaan aur honth Mousa ji ke land par aise naach rahe the, jaise vah koi swadisht mithai choos rahi ho. Mousa ji ki saansein tez ho gayin, aur unke munh se dabi hui aahein nikalne lagin – "Aahhhhhhhh! Ummmmmmmmm!" Nisha ne apne honthon se Mousa ji ke land ko chooste hue, apni zubaan se use aur zyada garam kiya. Mousa ji ab puri tarah se madhosh ho chuke the.
Nisha Mousa ji ka land choos rahi thi. Jis pose mein nisha baithi thi, usmein uski gaand bahar ki taraf nikli hui thi. Nisha ko achanak apni gaand par kisi ke haath mahsoos hue. Usne hairan hokar pichhe dekha to Balwinder kamre mein aa chuka tha aur apne kapde utar raha tha aur nisha ki gaand ko sahlā raha tha.
Nisha ki aankhein dar aur hairani se chaudi ho gayin. Balwinder ki moti, khur-khuri ungliyan uski chikni gaand par ghoom rahi thin, aur yeh sparsh nisha ke jism mein ek ajeeb si siharan paida kar raha tha. Mousa ji, jo apni aankhein band karke nisha ke land choosne ka maza le rahe the, unhein abhi bhi Balwinder ki maujoodgi ka ehsaas nahi hua tha.
"B-Balwinder... tum yahan?" Nisha ne dabi hui aawaz mein fusfusaya, Mousa ji ke land ko munh se nikalte hue. Uske honth Mousa ji ke veerya se chamak rahe the. Balwinder ne nisha ki taraf ek gandi si muskan di, uski aankhon mein hawas saaf dikh rahi thi.
"Kamre mein mehman aaye hain, to meri bhi thodi mehmaan nawaazi ki jaaye," Balwinder ne apni bhari aawaz mein kaha, uske haath nisha ki gaand ko aur zor se masal rahe the. Usne apna baniyan utara, jisse uske mazboot bazoo aur chhati ke baal saaf dikh rahe the. Balwinder ka land bhi ab uski pant ke andar puri tarah se tan chuka tha.
Mousa ji ne apni aankhein kholin, aur Balwinder ko dekhkar chaunk gaye. "Are, Balwinder! Tum... tum yaar phir se agaye yahan kya kar rahe ho?" Mousa ji ne thoda ghabrate hue poochha.
"Kyun, Mousa ji? Mehmaan nawaazi nahi karenge kya, daru humne sath mein pee lekin maze aap akele akele le rahe ho .buri baat ?" Balwinder hansa, uski hansi mein ek ajeeb si chiknahat thi. "Maine socha, aap akele kyun maza lein... mujhe bhi thoda hissa mil jaaye."
Mousa ji ka chehra lal ho gaya. Unhein Balwinder ki neeyat saaf dikh gayi thi. Nisha unke beech phansi hui thi,
Uska sar toh abhi bhi suroor mein ghoom raha tha .
Mausaji ne socha Nisha ne toh vaise bhi pee rakhi hai bahot nashe mein hai usse shayad yaad bhi naa rahe subah tak ki ek the yaa do. unke chehre pe kamini hasi chah gayi.aur bole -chal teekh hai yaara tu bhi kya yaad rakhega. aaaja tu bhi maidaan mein. iss kuawe mein doobki lagaane
Nisha ka nanga jism Balwinder ki bhookhi nazron ka kendra tha. Nisha ki gaand par Balwinder ke haathon ka dabav badhta jaa raha tha, aur use ab is sthiti se nikalne ka koi rasta nahi dikh raha tha. Use Mousa ji ke saath ke is khel ka ant shayad kuch aur hi hone wala tha.
Kamre ka mahual ab puri tarah se badal chuka tha. Hawa mein vasna aur pasine ki mili-juli gandh tair rahi thi, aur dim light mein nisha ka nanga jism do mardon ke beech phansa hua tha, jaise koi swadisht mithai do bhookhe sheron ke beech ho. Nisha ab sirf ek naakaafi panty mein thi, uska jism Balwinder aur Mousa ji ke beech sandwich bana hua tha.
Mousa ji, jo ab Balwinder ki maujoodgi se puri tarah uttejit ho chuke the, unhone nisha ko apni baahon mein kas liya. Unke honth nisha ke gale par ghoom rahe the, use choomte aur kaat te hue. Unke khur-khure haath nisha ke bhare hue stanon ko bedardi se masal rahe the. Nisha ke munh se dard aur maze se bhari siskiyan nikal rahi thin, "Aahhhhhhhh... ummmmmmmm...!"
Jaise hi Mousa ji ek stan ko chhodte, Balwinder turant doosre stan ko apne munh mein bhar leta. Uski moti, khur-khuri zubaan nisha ke nipples ko berahami se choosti aur kaat ti. Nisha ka jism har sparsh par tadap raha tha, uski saansein bekabu ho chuki thin, aur uske pairon mein ek ajeeb si thirkan mahsoos ho rahi thi. Vah apni aankhon ko band kar leti, aur khud ko is anchaahi, par uttejit karne wali sthiti ke hawale kar deti.
Balwinder ne nisha ki kamar ko apni mazboot baahon mein kas liya, aur use apne se aur chipka liya. Uska land nisha ke pet se satkar tan chuka tha. "Dekho Mousa ji," Balwinder ne apni bhari aawaz mein kaha, uski aankhon mein hawas ki chamak saaf dikh rahi thi, "Tumhari bhatiji to hum dono ke land lene ke liye kitni geeli ho rahi hai." Usne nisha ki panty mein jhaanka, jahan geelapan saaf dikh raha tha, aur Mousa ji ko ishara kiya.
Mousa ji ne nisha ki panty ki taraf dekha, aur unke chehre par ek ghinoni muskan phail gayi. "Wah, Balwinder! Tu to sahi kehta hai. Meri bhatiji ki raseeli chut mein toh aaj aag lagi hai," Mousa ji ne kaha, aur nisha ke nitambon ko zor se thapthapaya.
Nisha ab puri tarah se sharm aur uttejana ke mishran mein doobi hui thi. Uski panty mein geelapan itna badh gaya tha ki vah use saaf mahsoos kar sakti thi. Balwinder ne apni ungliyon ko nisha ki panty ke kinare se andar dala, aur uski yoni ko sahlāne laga. Nisha ki yoni, jo ab puri tarah se geeli ho chuki thi, Balwinder ke sparsh se aur bhi uttejit ho uthi.
Balwinder ki ungliyan uski yoni ke daane par ghoom rahi thin, aur nisha ke munh se lambi-lambi aahein nikalne lagin – "Oofffffff!"
Kamre mein vasna aur hawas ka mahual apni charam seema par tha. Nisha do mardon ke beech phansi hui thi, uska nanga jism unki bhookhi nazron ka kendra tha. Use pata tha ki aaj raat use un dono ki hawas ka saamna karna hoga, aur uske paas koi aur chara nahi tha.
Balwinder apni naak se nisha ki panty par uske geele ras ki khushbu le raha tha, aur ek gehari saans kheenchte hue bola, "Wah! Kya namkeen raseeli hai saali ki choot! Mousa ji, aaj to maza hi aa gaya, aisa maal to jeevan mein kabhi nahi chakha." Yeh kehte hue, Balwinder ne nisha ki panty ke upar se hi uski choot ko zor se kaat liya. Nisha dard aur uttejana ke maare "Aahhhhhhhh!" karke tadap uthi, uska jism ek tez siharan se kaanp gaya.
Balwinder ki nazar nisha ke gale mein latke mangalsutra par jaati hai, aur ek shaitani muskan uske chehre par phail jaati hai. "Are, wah! Yeh to shadi-shuda bhi hai! To mujhe phir condom pehenne ki koi zaroorat nahi." Yeh kehkar Balwinder ne Mousa ji ki taraf dekha, unki aankhon mein hawas ki ek alag hi chamak thi, jo nisha ko andar tak jhinjhod rahi thi. Nisha ab puri tarah se un dono ke beech phansi hui thi, uski saansein tez thi aur uska dil zoro se dhadak raha tha.
Mousa ji Balwinder ki baat sunkar ek ghinoni hansi hans te hain. "Haan, condom pehenkar itni tasty, raseeli choot ke feel ka maza kyun kharab kar raha hai?" Mousa ji Balwinder se kehte hain, unki aankhon mein hawas saaf jhalak rahi thi.
"Agar kuch ho bhi gaya to nisha beti sambhal legi." Phir Mousa ji nisha ki aankhon mein dekhte hain, jo ab dar, uttejana aur sharm ke mishran mein doobi hui thi, aur poochhte hain, "Kyun nisha beti, sambhal logi na?"
Nisha ki saansein tez ho gayin. Uske saamne do bhookhe bhediye the, aur use pata tha ki uske paas koi chara nahi tha. Mousa ji ki aankhon mein vah sawaal use andar tak cheer raha tha. Use pata tha ki 'haan' kehne ka matlab kya hoga, par 'na' kehne ka matlab tha ki uska aur nimmi ka raaz khul sakta tha. Uske honth kaanp rahe the, aur uska dil zoro se dhadak raha tha. Ek pal ke liye use laga jaise vah behosh ho jayegi. Usne apni aankhein band kar lin, aur ek gehri saans li. Use apne jism ki garmahat mahsoos hui, jo ab vasna aur dar dono se sulag rahi thi. Usne socha, "Jab sab kuch pehle hi luta chuki hoon, to ab kya?" Usne himmat jutai, aur apni aankhein kholin. Mousa ji aur Balwinder, dono ki bhookhi nazrein us par tiki thin. Nisha ke chehre par ek majboor, par kamuk muskan aayi. "Hmm..." Usne dabi hui aawaz mein kaha, uske honth halke se khule hue the, jaise vah abhi bhi haanf rahi ho. "Dekhte hain... Mousa ji... jo hoga... dekha jayega." Uske shabd hawa mein ghul gaye, ek anchaahe samarpan aur chhipi hui vasna ka mishran.
Nisha Mousa ji ki baat sunkar ek majboor par kamuk muskan deti hai. Usne himmat jutai, aur apni saanson ko niyantrit karte hue kaha, "Aap fikr na karein, main garbh nirodhak le lungi."
Uska jawab sunkar Balwinder ki aankhon mein ek shaitani chamak aa gayi. Usne nisha ke bhare hue stanon ko apne munh mein bhar liya aur unhein paglapan ki had tak choosne laga. Uski khur-khuri zubaan nisha ke nipples par aise ghoom rahi thi, jaise vah unhein puri tarah se nigal jaana chahta ho.
"Are wah! Iska matlab main teri choot ka pura maza le sakta hoon! Apna veerya tere andar daal sakta hoon!" Balwinder ne nisha ke stan chooste hue kaha, uski aawaz hawas aur jeet se bhari thi. Yeh kehte hue, usne nisha ko bekabu hokar choomna shuru kar diya, uske honth nisha ke gale, galon aur phir honthon par tezi se ghoom rahe the.
Nisha Balwinder ke is achanak aur aakramak vyavahar se tadap uthi. Uske munh se dabi hui siskiyan nikal rahi thin – "Aahhhhhhhh... ummmmmm... Balwinder...!" Uske jism mein ek tez siharan daud gayi, jo dard aur bepanah vasna ka mishran tha. Balwinder ki dadhi ki khur-khurahat uske nazuk jism par mahsoos ho rahi thi, aur uske munh se aati sharab aur tambaku ki mili-juli badbu nisha ko ghin dila rahi thi, par ab vah use nazar-andaaz kar rahi thi. Uske andar ki aag aur tez ho chuki thi, aur use laga jaise uska pura jism jal raha ho.
Mousa ji, jo yeh sab dekh rahe the, unhone nisha ki kamar ko kas kar pakda aur use Balwinder ki taraf aur dhakel diya. Nisha ki aankhein band thin, aur vah bas is anchaahe, par uttejit karne wale anubhav mein doobi hui thi. Use pata tha ki ab uske paas koi chara nahi tha, aur use in dono mardon ki hawas ka saamna karna hi tha. Uska jism unki har harkat ka jawab de raha tha, aur uski yoni se nikalta ras uski pyaas ko aur bhi badha raha tha.
Balwinder nisha ke ek stan ko apne munh mein bhare hue tha, use zor-zor se chooste hue, aur apni zubaan se nipples ko sahlāte hue chhedta hai, "Agar aaj tu mere aur Mousa ji se pregnant ho gayi to phir yeh kaise jaan payegi ki bachcha mera tha ya Mousa ji ka?" Yeh kehte hue usne nisha ki chikni, ubhri hui gaand par zor se thappad maar diya. 'Thapp' ki tez aawaz dhabe ke us chhote se kamre mein goonj uthi. Nisha dard aur vasna ke maare "Aahhhhhhhh!" karke tadap uthi. Uski nangi janghein
Balwinder ki janghon se tezi se takra rahi thin, aur yeh sparsh nisha ke pure jism mein ek tez siharan paida kar raha tha.
Nisha ne apni saans roki. Uska chehra ab puri tarah se lal ho chuka tha, aur uski aankhon mein dar, uttejana aur ek ajeeb si bebasi thi. Balwinder ki is besharm baat aur uske sparsh se nisha ka jism kaanp raha tha. Use laga jaise uske paas kehne ko kuch bhi nahi hai. Vah ab bas us pal ki hawas mein doobi hui thi, aur use pata tha ki in dono ki marzi ke bina vah is khel se bahar nahi nikal sakti. Usne apni aankhein band kar lin, aur ek gehri saans li, khud ko is anchaahe, par uttejit karne wali sthiti ke hawale karte hue.
Balwinder nisha ko ab ghutnon ke bal bitha diya, jisse uski ubhri hui gaand aur bhi spasht ho gayi. Usne apna tana hua, mota land nisha ke chehre ki taraf kiya, uski saanson ki garmahat nisha ke honthon par mahsoos ho rahi thi. Mousa ji bhi uski bagal mein aakar khade ho gaye, unka land bhi puri tarah se tan chuka tha aur nisha ke doosre gaal ke paas jhool raha tha. Ab nisha ke chehre ke saamne do bade-bade, mote, kaale land jhool rahe the. Kabhi vah ek ko dekhti to kabhi doosre ko, uski aankhein dar, hairani aur ek ajeeb si vasna ke mishran mein dol rahi thin. Uttejana ke maare uske gulabi nipples tan kar bullet ki tarah khade ho gaye the, jo is kamre ke mahual ko aur bhi garam kar rahe the. Balwinder ne apna tana hua land nisha ke honthon par chhuaya. Nisha ghabrahat aur ghin se apna munh pher leti hai. Balwinder ne uski is harkat par koi dhyan nahi diya, uski aankhon mein hawas ki chamak saaf dikh rahi thi. Usne nisha ke vasna se kathor hue pade bade stanon ko apni hatheli se kas kar dabaya. Nisha ke munh se ek halki cheekh nikli – "Aahhhhhhhh!" – aur dard ke maare uska munh khul gaya. Balwinder ne usi pal ka fayda uthate hue apna land us khule munh mein zor se dhakel diya. Nisha ek pal ke liye chaunk gayi, par phir dheere se usne apna munh aur zyada kholkar us land ko pura andar bhar liya, jaise vah ek pyaase ko paani pila rahi ho. Balwinder nisha ko land choos wāte hue ek baar phir chhedkhani par utar aata hai. Uska land nisha ke munh mein bhara hua tha, aur vah uske sir ko kas kar pakde hue tha taki nisha use chhod na sake. Uski aankhon mein hawas aur shaitani chamak saaf dikh rahi thi. Nisha ke galon par Balwinder ke land ka dabav mahsoos ho raha tha, aur uski saansein tez thin. "Maan le, aaj agar tu pregnant ho gayi to is bachche ka baap kaun hoga?" Balwinder ne nisha ko land choos wāte hue poochha, uski aawaz mein ek ajeeb si chiknahat aur besharmi thi. Vah nisha ki aankhon mein dekh raha tha, jaise uske jawab ka intezar kar raha ho. Nisha ke honth
Balwinder ke land se bheege hue the, aur vah uski baat sunkar ek pal ke liye kaanp gayi. Balwinder ka sawal nisha ke kaanon mein goonj raha tha, aur uska land uske munh mein puri tarah bhara hua tha. Ek pal ke liye use laga ki vah nigal jayegi. Uske honth Balwinder ke veerya se bheege hue the, aur uski aankhein dar aur uttejana ke mishran mein naach rahi thin. Mousa ji bhi sab kuch maze se dekh rahe the, unki aankhon mein hawas saaf jhalak rahi thi. Nisha ne dheere se Balwinder ke land ko apne munh se bahar nikala, uske honthon par veerya ki chamak thi. Usne apni saanson ko niyantrit karne ki koshish ki, par ve abhi bhi tez thin. Ek gehri saans lekar, nisha ne Balwinder ki aankhon mein dekha. Nisha ne apni aawaz mein shahad ghola, jo ab pehle se kahin zyada nasheeli thi.
"Itni jaldi fikr kyun kar rahe ho? Bachcha kiska hoga... yeh to baad ki baat hai." Usne apne honthon ko halka sa chata, aur phir apni zubaan se Balwinder ke land par lage veerya ko saaf kiya. Uske shabdon mein ab aur bhi zyada shararat thi, "Agar bachcha gora hua, to Mousa ji ka samajh lena... aur agar kala hua..." Usne ek pal ke liye Balwinder ki saanwli rangat aur uske kaale land ki taraf dekha, "To phir... samajh lena vo aapka hoga." Nisha ke munh se ek halki, kamuk hansi nikli, jo kamre ke mahual ko aur bhi garam kar gayi. Balwinder nisha ke is kamuk jawab se khush ho gaya. Uski aankhon mein hawas ki ek alag hi chamak aa gayi, aur uske chehre par ek chaudi, ghinoni muskan phail gayi.
"Wah, meri rani! Mere hone wale bachche ki maa!" Balwinder ne nisha ke stan ko apne haath mein kas kar dabate hue kaha, uski aawaz mein jeet aur adhikar dono the. "Baazi to main hi maarunga." Yeh kehte hue, usne Mousa ji ki taraf dekha, jaise unhein chunauti de raha ho. Balwinder ka ghamand aur uski aankhon mein dikhti hawas dekhkar nisha ke honthon par ek aur besharm muskan aa gayi. Usne Balwinder ke land par apni nazar tikai, jo ab bhi tan kar khada tha. Nisha boli - "Itni jaldi baazi jeetne ka dawa kyun kar rahe ho?". Usne apni jeebh se apne honthon ko halka sa chata, jahan Balwinder ka veerya abhi bhi laga tha.
"Yeh to maidaan-e-jang hai, "aur is jang mein, kaun baazi maarega... yeh to waqt hi batayega." Usne Balwinder ke land ki taraf halka sa ishara kiya. "Abhi to... abhi to asli khel shuru bhi nahi hua hai." Balwinder nisha ka chehra apne land par dabate hue Mousa ji se bolta hai, "Kya garam maal hai yeh, kahan mil gayi aapko?" Mousa ji hanste hain, unki aankhon mein shaitani chamak thi.
"Tu aam kha, guthliyan mat gin. Yeh aaj raat meri taraf se tujhe tohfa hai." Mousa ji ne Balwinder ko dhakka dete hue kaha, "Chal ab mujhe choos wāne de." Nisha ka besharm jawab sunkar Mousa ji ki hawas aur badh gayi. Unhone turant Balwinder ko ek jhatke se hataya, aur Balwinder ka land nisha ke munh se nikal gaya. Balwinder ko aisa laga jaise kisi ne uske munh se mithai chheen li ho, uske chehre par mayusi saaf dikh rahi thi. Uski yeh haalat dekhkar nisha ko halki hansi aa gayi, jo uske honthon par kamuk muskan ban gayi. Ab Balwinder ki jagah Mousa ji ne le li, aur apna land nisha ke munh mein andar-bahar karne lage. Unke land ki garmahat nisha ke munh mein mahsoos ho rahi thi, aur uski zubaan Mousa ji ke land par aise ghoom rahi thi jaise vah koi swadisht cheez choos rahi ho. Mousa ji apni aankhon mein vasna aur adhikar liye nisha se poochhte hain, "Nisha meri rani, agar tujhe mujhse ya Balwinder mein se kisi se shadi karni hai to tu kisse shadi karegi aur kiska bistar garam karegi?" Unki aawaz mein chunauti thi, aur vah nisha ke munh ki har harkat ko dekh rahe the. Mousa ji ka sawal nisha ke munh mein goonj raha tha, unka land uske andar-bahar ho raha tha. Mousa ji ki aankhon mein vasna aur adhikar saaf jhalak raha tha, aur vah nisha ke munh ki har harkat ko dekh rahe the. Balwinder bhi bagal mein khada, apni aankhein nisha par tikaaye hue tha, uske chehre par besabri aur irshya ka mishran tha. Nisha ke honth Mousa ji ke veerya se bheege hue the, aur use un dono ki baaton se ek ajeeb sa nasha chadh raha tha. Nisha ne Mousa ji ke land ko dheere se apne munh se bahar nikala, uske honthon par geelepan kichamak thi. Usne ek gehri saans li, aur Mousa ji ki aankhon mein dekha. Ab uski aankhon mein koi sharm nahi thi, bas ek ajeeb si chunauti aur besharmi thi, jo Balwinder ki taraf bhi mudi. Nisha ke honthon par kamuk muskan aur gehri ho gayi.
"Shadi to ek pavitra bandhan hai, Mousa ji," "aur main to ek pativrata naari hoon... mere to ek hi pati hain, Sunny." "Lekin... bistar garam karne ki baat agar aap karte hain..." Usne ek pal ke liye dono ke tane hue lando ki taraf dekha, "to is kaam mein... main ek khule vichaaro wali aurat hoon." Nisha ne ek madak hansi di, "mera bistar... main to aap dono ke liye hi garam karna chahungi... aur aap dono hi bari-bari se mera bistar garam kar sakte ho." Mousa ji nisha ka jawab sunkar hairan reh jaate hain, par unke chehre par khushi aur hawas ki ek gehri muskan phail jaati hai.
"Wah! Kitne khule vicharon wali mahila ho tum!" Mousa ji ne kaha, unki aawaz mein ab pehle se kahin zyada jeet aur adhikar tha. "Pati sirf Sunny hai, pavitra bandhan... lekin jab bistar garam karne ki baat hai to tum hum dono ka bistar garam karogi... wah! Bahut khoob!" Unke shabd kamre mein goonj te hain, aur unki aankhein nisha par tiki hain, jismein ab koi shak nahi, sirf bepanah vasna hai. Balwinder bhi yeh sab sunkar muskura raha tha, uski aankhon mein bhi nisha ke liye ek alag hi hawas ki chamak thi. Balwinder nisha ki baat sunkar hawas bhari hansi hansta hai. "Bahut hi nek ladki ho tum," Balwinder kehta hai, uski aankhon mein chamak thi. "Upar wala tumhari jaisi biwi sabko de, taki sabka bhala ho." Balwinder ka 'nek ladki' wala mazaak sunkar nisha ke honthon par ek aur kamuk muskan tair gayi. Ab uski aankhon mein puri tarah se besharmi aur aatm-vishwas tha, koi hichkichahat nahi. Usne Mousa ji aur Balwinder dono ki taraf dekha, jinki aankhein us par tiki thin. Nisha boli - "Aapki yeh ichchha," usne ek pal ke liye Balwinder ke tane hue land ki taraf dekha, "zaroor puri hogi." Uske honthon par kamuk muskan aur gehri ho gayi.
"Lekin," "Upar wala to har kisi ki ichchha puri nahi karta na? Uske liye to insaan ko khud hi koshish karni padti hai." Usne ek madak hansi di. "Aur rahi baat 'bhale' ki," Nisha ne apni nazar Mousa ji par tikai, "to main to bas itna jaanti hoon... ki aaj raat aap dono ka 'bhala' zaroor hoga." Yeh kehte hue nisha ne Mousa ji aur Balwinder dono ki taraf ek shararti aankh maari. Balwinder nisha ki besharm baaton aur uski kamuk adaon se aur bhi uttejit ho utha. Uski aankhon mein hawas ki ek alag hi chamak aa gayi, aur usne ek gehri saans li, jaise nisha ki har ada ko apne andar samet lena chahta ho. "Tera pati mahan hai," Balwinder ne apni bhari, khur-khuri aawaz mein kaha, uske honthon par ek ghinoni muskan thi. "Jisne tum jaisa maal hum jaiso ke liye chhod diya hai, aish karne ke liye." Uski aawaz mein ab puri tarah se adhikar aur besharmi thi, jaise nisha uski niji sampatti ho. Balwinder ka 'pati mahan hai' wala tana sunkar nisha ke honthon par ek aur kamuk muskan aa gayi, jo ab pehle se kahin zyada gehri aur aatm-vishwas se bhari thi. Uski aankhon mein ab puri tarah se besharmi aur chunauti thi, koi hichkichahat nahi. Usne Balwinder ki bhookhi nazron ko apni aankhon mein samet liya, aur phir Mousa ji ki taraf mudi. Nisha ne apni aawaz mein aur shahad ghola, jo ab ek khuli chunauti aur shararat ka mishran tha. "Aap bhi na... mere pati ki itni tareef kar rahe ho?"
"Haan, mere pati bahut achchhe hain... bahut mahan hain." Usne Balwinder ke land par ek pal ke liye nazar dali, jo abhi bhi tan kar khada tha. Nisha ki garam-garam baatein aur is kamuk mahual aur uske garam munh ke sparsh se Mousa ji pighal gaye aur dher saara veerya nisha ke munh mein chhod diya. Nisha ke gaal us gaadhe veerya se bhar gaye. Abhi usne saans bhi nahi li thi aur Mousa ji ka veerya apne munh se nikala bhi nahi tha ki uske baalon se uska sar kheenchar Balwinder ne apna land uske munh mein ghusa diya. Nisha "Are are mujhe Mousa ji ka veerya to nikalne do" kehne lagi, lekin Balwinder ne nahi suni aur nisha ko Mousa ka sara veerya pet mein gatk jaana pada. Balwinder ka land nisha ke munh mein bhara hua tha, aur Mousa ji ka veerya uske gale se niche utar raha tha. Nisha ki aankhon mein aansoo the, par yeh dard ke nahi, balki bebasi aur ek ajeeb se nashe ke the. Usne apne honthon ko bheench liya, taki aur veerya bahar na nikle, aur Balwinder ke land ko apne munh mein kas kar pakda, jaise vah use nigal jaana chahti ho. Balwinder ki is harkat par nisha ka jism kaanp raha tha. Use laga jaise uski saans ruk jayegi, par phir usne himmat jutai. Balwinder ne uske baalon ko kas kar pakda hua tha, aur Mousa ji bagal mein khade sab kuch maze se dekh rahe the. Ek gehri saans lete hue (jitni vah le sakti thi), nisha ne Balwinder ke land ko apne munh mein aur gehrai tak liya. Uski aankhein Balwinder ki nazron se milin, aur phir Mousa ji ki aur mudin. Ab uski aankhon mein koi sharm nahi thi, bas ek ajeeb si chunauti aur besharmi thi. Nisha ne apne munh mein Balwinder ka land bhare hue hi, dabi hui, par kamuk aawaz mein fusfusaya.
"Itni jaldi kyun kar rahe ho?" Uske honthon par ek kamuk muskan phaili, jo uske galon par lage Mousa ji ke veerya se aur bhi spasht dikh rahi thi. "Aapne to Mousa ji ka bacha hua bhi nahi chhoda," "Lagta hai... aap bahut pyaase ho." Yeh kehte hue nisha ne Balwinder ke land ko apne munh mein ek baar aur zor se choos liya. "Lekin... ab jab andar chala hi gaya hai," Usne ek pal ke liye Mousa ji ki taraf dekha, "to swad to lena hi padega na?" Nisha ke munh se ek kamuk hansi nikli, jo Balwinder ke land se dab gayi. Mousa ji besharmi se bole - "Pile beti, protein hai yeh protein shake." Mousa ji ka besharm comment sunkar nisha ke honthon par ek aur kamuk muskan aa gayi, Balwinder ka land abhi bhi uske munh mein tha, aur Mousa ji ka veerya uske galon par aur honthon ke kono par saaf dikh raha tha. Nisha ne apne munh mein Balwinder ka land bhare hue hi, dabi hui, par nasheeli aawaz mein fusfusaya.
"Aap bhi na... bade fikr wale ho." "Protein to bahut achchhi cheez hoti hai... sehat ke liye." Usne Balwinder ke land ko apne munh mein ek baar aur zor se choos liya, aur phir Mousa ji ki aur dekha. "Aur jab aap jaise asli purush," usne Mousa ji ki aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha, uske shabdon mein ab koi sharm nahi thi, "itni mehnat karke... mere liye protein shake bana rahe ho..." Usne apni jeebh se apne honthon ko halka sa chata, jahan Mousa ji ka veerya laga tha, "to phir... mujhe to pura peena hi padega na?" Nisha ke munh se ek kamuk hansi nikli, jo Balwinder ke land se dab gayi. Balwinder nisha ka munh chodte hue Mousa ji se bola - "Bahut garam hai yeh saali. Mera man to karta hai isse shadi rachake apni biwi bana loon ya rakhail banake rakhun." Balwinder ka land abhi bhi nisha ke munh mein tha, aur Mousa ji bagal mein khade sab kuch maze se dekh rahe the. Nisha boli - "Itni jaldi faisle kyun kar rahe ho?" Uske honthon par kamuk muskan aur gehri ho gayi.
"Biwi ya rakhail... yeh to baad ki baat hai." Usne Balwinder ke land ko apne munh mein ek baar aur zor se choos liya, aur phir Mousa ji ki aur dekha. "Abhi to bas itna kahungi," usne Mousa ji ki aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha, uske shabdon mein ab koi sharm nahi thi, "ki mera yeh jism... jise aap itna garam bata rahe ho... yeh to aaj raat aap dono ke liye hi hai." Balwinder nisha ka munh chhode bina hi, uski aankhon mein dekhte hue kehta hai, "Saali, yeh itna garam jism hi to hai jis wajah se tujhe apne hi paas rakhna chahta hoon. Ek raat nahi, roz raat chodna chahta hoon. Isliye to man kar raha tujhe apne paas hi rakh loon apni rakhail bana ke." Balwinder ki hawas bhari baat sunkar nisha ke honthon par ek aur kamuk muskan aa gayi, jo ab puri tarah se aatm-vishwas aur adamya vasna se bhari thi. Balwinder ka land abhi bhi uske munh mein tha, aur Mousa ji bagal mein khade sab kuch maze se dekh rahe the. Usne Balwinder ke land ko apne munh mein ek baar aur zor se choos liya
Nisha ne shararat se Balwinder ke lund pe daant gaad diye balwnider uchal pada - aaahhhhhhhhhh..Nisha ne gusse se kaha - 'rakhail' banaoge mujhe ?' Nisha ke besharm jawab aur uski kamuk adaon se Balwinder ka sabr puri tarah toot chuka tha. Uske sharir mein ek tez siharan daudi, aur vah apni sari taqat nisha ke munh mein undelne laga. Ek tez veerya ki pichkari nisha ko apne gale mein utarti hi mahsoos hui. Balwinder ka garam, gaadha veerya nisha ke munh mein bhar gaya, aur use Mousa ji ke veerya ke swaad ke saath ek naya, namkeen swad mila. Nisha ne ek pal ke liye apni saans roki, aur phir use gatk liya, uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si, parwaan chadhti vasna thi. Balwinder ne nisha ka munh chhoda, aur uske chehre par jeet aur santushti ka mishran tha, par vah haanf raha tha. Balwinder ka veerya nigalne ke baad, nisha ke honthon par ek gehri, kamuk muskan aa gayi. Usne apni zubaan se apne honthon ko halka sa chata, jahan abhi bhi veerya ka swad tha. Uski aankhein puri tarah se besharmi aur chunauti se bhari thi.
Balwinder haanf raha tha, aur Mousa ji bagal mein khade sab kuch maze se dekh rahe the, unke chehre par hawas saaf dikh rahi thi. Nisha ne dheere se apna sir uthaya, aur Mousa ji ki aur dekha. Uske honthon par kamuk muskan aur gehri ho gayi. Phir, bina kisi hichkichahat ke, nisha ne apne ghutnon ke bal thodi aur jagah banai, aur Mousa ji ke tane hue land ki taraf ishara kiya. Uski aankhein Mousa ji ki aankhon mein gadi thin, jismein ab koi sharm nahi, bas khuli chunauti thi. "Ab aapki baari hai, Mousa ji," usne fusfusate hue kaha, Yeh kehte hue nisha ne Mousa ji ke land ko apni zubaan se halka sa chhua, jaise use apne munh mein lene ka nimantran de rahi ho. Nisha ki is besharm harkat se Mousa ji ki aankhein aur chaudi ho gayin. Unhein laga jaise nisha unki har ichchha puri karne ko taiyar hai. Balwinder bhi yeh sab dekhkar apni saansein roke hue tha, uske chehre par betabi aur irshya ka mishran tha. Kuchh hi der mein apne garam munh se nisha ne Mousa ji ko phir se charge kar diya. Mousa ji ka land puri tarah se tan chuka tha, aur vah nisha ki choot mein ghusne ko taiyar the. Unki aankhein hawas se chamak rahi thin, aur unke chehre par besharmi saaf jhalak rahi thi. Balwinder bhi bagal mein khada, apni aankhein nisha par tikaaye hue tha, uske chehre par besabri aur irshya ka mishran tha. Nisha ne Mousa ji ke land ko apne munh se bahar nikala, uske honthon par abhi bhi veerya ki chamak thi. Usne ek gehri saans li, aur Mousa ji ki aankhon mein dekha. Ab uski aankhon mein koi sharm nahi thi, bas ek ajeeb si chunauti aur besharmi thi, jo Balwinder ki taraf bhi mudi aur uski ankhon mein dekhte hue Usne apni jeebh se apne honthon ko halka sa chata, jahan Mousa ji ka veerya laga tha.
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