Adultery Ammi aur uncle

[lucky222]

Vishal bed par nanga leta hua, apne bhare hue condom ko dekh kar muskura raha tha. Aur Main... jo almari mein paseene se tar-batar, apni Maa ki iss dohari zindagi (dual life) ko dekh kar sadme mein tha. Vishal ne kuch der tak us bhare hue condom ko hawa mein hilaya, jaise wo apni jeet ka jashn mana raha ho. Uske chehre par ek sukoon tha, ek aisi tripti (satisfaction) jo bata rahi thi ki usne aaj meri Ammi ko nichod liya tha.
Usne bed se utarte hue, us condom ki gaanth (knot) bandhi. Uske andar ka safed, gaadha liquid us rubber ki qaid mein hil raha tha. Mera gala ghin aur ajeeb si utsukta se sookh raha tha. Yeh wahi 'maal' tha jo abhi kuch pal pehle meri Maa ke andar pump kiya gaya tha. Vishal ne kamre ke kone mein rakhe ek chhote se dustbin ki taraf aim kiya aur us condom ko wahaan phenk diya.
Thap.
Woh dustbin mein gire hue tissue papers ke beech jaa gira. Iske baad Vishal ne aaine ke saamne khade hokar apne baalon ko theek kiya. Usne zameen se apne kapde uthaye—pehle apna kaccha, phir salwar, aur aakhir mein wo kurta. Jab wo kapde pehan raha tha, wo lagataar aaine mein khud ko dekh kar muskura raha tha. Usne apna collar theek kiya, apne chehre se paseene ko tissue se poncha, aur phir apni jeb se perfume nikaal kar chidka taaki sex ki boo dab jaaye.
Ek aakhiri baar usne bed ki taraf dekha, jahaan ki bedsheet abhi bhi bikhri hui thi aur uspar unke jismon ki ragad ke nishaan the. "Crazy woman..." usne khud se fusfusaya, aur ek shaitani hansi ke saath kamre ka lock khola aur bahar nikal gaya.
Darwaza band hote hi kamre mein wapas sannata chha gaya. Main almari ke andar abhi bhi saans roke baitha tha. Mere pair sunn pad gaye the, jism paseene mein nahaya hua tha. Maine 10 tak ginti gini taaki yakeen ho jaye ki wo corridor se door ja chuka hai.
1... 2... 5... 10.
Maine kaanpte haathon se almari ka darwaza dhakela. Krrreeech... Darwaza khula aur main ladkhadate hue bahar girne ko hua. Kamre ki hawa mein abhi bhi wahi teekhi, nashiili boo thi ….Ammi ka mehenga ittr, Vishal ka mardana paseena, aur unke taaza sex ki kacchi mehak. Yeh hawa mere phephdon (lungs) mein kisi zaher ki tarah utar gayi.
Main seedha nahi khada ho pa raha tha. Mera dimaag chakra raha tha. Lekin meri nazrein... meri nazrein kisi chumbak ki tarah uss dustbin ki taraf khinchi chali gayin. Main zombie ki tarah chalte hue us dustbin ke paas gaya aur neeche jhuka.
Wahaan, kuch gande tissues ke beech, wo 'Silver Packet' ka nateeja pada tha. Wo condom. Usmein Vishal ka safed, gaadha paani bhara hua tha, jo abhi bhi taaza aur garam lag raha tha.
Agle hi pal mujhe ek zabardast ubkai (nausea) aayi. Wo behad ghinouna tha. Us rubber mein bhari wo gandagi dekh kar mera pait ulatne ko ho gaya. Main use chhoo bhi nahi sakta tha.
Maine fauran apna mooh pher liya aur peeche hat gaya. Mujhe kisi physical saboot ki zaroorat nahi thi. Jo maine apni aankhon se dekha tha, aur jo abhi dustbin mein pada tha, wo mere dimaag mein hamesha ke liye chap chuka tha. Wo tasveer hi kaafi thi meri Maa ki sacchai yaad dilane ke liye.
Mujhe ab yahaan se nikalna tha. Maine jaldi se bedsheet ko thoda seedha kiya taaki kisi ko shaq na ho, darwaza halke se khola aur corridor mein jhaanka. Sab saaf tha. Main tezi se, chori-chhupe, guest wing se nikla aur garden ke pichle raaste se hota hua wapas main lawn ki taraf bhaaga.
Jab main wapas Mandap wale area mein pahuncha, wahaan ka manzar badal chuka tha. Dhol ki awaaz ab dukh bhari shehnai mein badal gayi thi. Rukhsati ka waqt tha. Mahual ghamgeen tha. 'Babul ki duayen leti jaa' gana background mein baj raha tha. Saima Khala gale lag kar ro rahi theen. Najma Aunty aur Nani ki aankhon mein aansu the.
Aur wahaan... bheed ke beech mein... Ammi khadi theen. Unhone apna sunehra dupatta dhang se sar par odh rakha tha. Unka chehra dhula hua aur taaza lag raha tha, bas halka sa makeup unhone touch-up kiya tha. Wo Saima Khala ko gale laga kar unke sar par haath pher rahi theen. Unki aankhein nam (moist) theen, chehre par ek dukhi aur sanjeeda expression tha.
"Mat ro Saima…Yeh teri Nai Zindagi ki shuruat hai…..," Ammi ki awaaz mein wahi pyar, wahi mithas thi.
Main door khada yeh naatak dekh raha tha. Koi dekh kar soch bhi nahi sakta tha ki ye wahi aurat hai jo abhi 10 minute pehle ek gair mard ke neeche nangi hokar apni taangein failaye padi thi. Jo mooh abhi duaayein de raha tha, wo abhi kuch der pehle Vishal ke honthon ko kiss kar raha tha. Jo haath abhi dulhan ko sehla rahe the, wo abhi Vishal ki peeth par nakhun gada rahe the.
Ammi ki acting Oscar-winning thi. Lekin jab Saima Khala ko gaadi mein bithaya ja raha tha, Ammi ki nazar ghumte hue bheed par padi. Aur seedha mujh par aakar ruk gayi. Main pillar ke paas khada tha, mere baal bikhre hue the aur chehra paseene se chamak raha tha.
Hamari nazrein mili. Ek pal ke liye... sirf ek pal ke liye... Ammi ki aankhon mein ek darr ki parchhayi aayi. Unhone mujhe gaur se dekha-meri haalat ko, meri ghabrahat ko. Shayad wo soch rahi theen ki main kahaan tha? Kya maine kuch dekha? Lekin phir unhone apni nazrein hata lee aur wapas rone ka natak karne lageen.
Main wahaan khada apni Maa ko duniya ki sabse shareef aurat ka role nibhate hue dekh raha tha, jabki unki asliyat mere dimaag mein, us dustbin mein pade condom ki tarah, hamesha ke liye qaid ho gayi thi.
Gaadi dhool udaati hui gate se bahar nikal gayi. Mehmaan ab wapas mudne lage the, kuch apne ghar jaane ke liye aur kuch khana khaane ke liye.
Ammi ne ek gehri saans li, apni nam aankhon ko saaf kiya aur palti.
Unhone pehla kadam uthaya hi tha ki unke chehre par dard ki ek tez lehar daud gayi.
"Ssshh..." unke munh se halki si siskaari nikli.
Main pillar ke peeche se unhein gaur se dekh raha tha.
Jiss 'Aisha' ki chaal mein hamesha ek shahi nazakat (grace) hoti thi, aaj wo bilkul ajeeb tarah se chal rahi theen.
Wo seedha khada nahi ho pa rahi theen.
Unke dono pairon ke beech... ek ajeeb sa faasla tha.
Wo chote-chote, ajeeb kadam le rahi theen, jaise unhein apni taangein aapas mein milane mein takleef ho rahi ho.
Unki thighs (jaanghein) shayad andar se itni sooj (swollen) gayi theen ya unhein itna dard ho raha tha ki wo ek normal insaan ki tarah nahi, balki... ek 'Penguin' ki tarah ladkhada kar, taangein chaudi karke chal rahi theen.
Vishal ke uss mote, uncut janwar ne unhein andar tak hila kar rakh diya tha.
Unki wo 'Penguin Walk' saaf bata rahi thi ki pichle aadhe ghante mein unke saath kitni buri tarah se, kitni gehraayi tak 'kaam' hua hai.
Wo koshish kar rahi theen ki normal dikhein.Wo bheed ki taraf badhin, jahaan Nani aur Najma Aunty khadi theen.
Jaise hi wo Nani ke qareeb pahunchin, Nani ki tez nazar unki chaal par pad gayi.
Nani ne apni aankhein sikodin aur hairani se poocha:
"Arre Aisha? Yeh tujhe kya hua? Aise... aise kyun chal rahi hai tu? Pair mein moch aa gayi kya?"
Ammi ekdum se seham gayin. Unka chehra, jo pehle hi thoda utra hua tha, ghabrahat se safed pad gaya.
Aas-paas khade kuch rishtedaron ki nazrein bhi unpar ghoom gayin.
Najma Aunty bhi unhein gaur se dekhne lageen.
"H... Haan?" Ammi hadbadayin. Unhone jaldi se apni chaal sudharne ki koshish ki.
"Nahi Ma... wo moch nahi..."
Ammi ne ek jhooti, dard-bhari hansi hasne ki koshish ki aur apni kamar par haath rakh liya.
"Wo... bathroom mein..." Ammi ne jhoot bolna shuru kiya, unki aankhein churaate hue.
"Wahaan Guest Wing ke bathroom mein paani gira hua tha... farsh bahut chikna tha. Mera dhyaan nahi raha aur main... main phisal gayi."
"Hai …!" Nani ne chinta se kaha aur aage badh kar unka haath pakad liya. "Giri toh nahi na? Chot toh nahi aayi?"
"Nahi, nahi, giri nahi," Ammi ne jaldi se kaha, halanki sachayi ye thi ki wo bistar par buri tarah 'giri' theen aur 'chot' unhein unke pairon ke beech lagi thi.
"Bas... sambhalne mein pair thoda... zyada khul gaya... I mean, stretch ho gaya. Isliye thighs mein thodi strain aa gayi hai. Chalne mein thodi dikkat ho rahi hai."
"Dhyan rakha kar beta," Najma Aunty ne humdardi se kaha. "Shaadi waale ghar mein kaam-kaaj mein aise hi hota hai. La, main pakad leti hoon."
"Nahi, main theek hoon, bas thoda aaram karungi toh theek ho jayega," Ammi ne kaha.
Main door khada yeh sab sun raha tha.
"Bathroom mein phisal gayi..."
Mere honthon par ek kadwi, sard muskurahat aa gayi.
Haan, phisli toh wo theen... lekin bathroom ke farsh par nahi... Vishal ke lund par.
Aur wo jo 'stretch' ka bahana bana rahi theen... wo koi moch nahi thi.
Wo Vishal ke size ka asar tha jisne unki taango ko itna chauda kar diya tha ki ab wo jud hi nahi pa rahi theen.
Ammi ne ek baar fir chor-nazron se idhar-udhar dekha, aur jab unki nazar mujhpar padi, toh wo jaldi se palat gayin.
Shayad unhein darr tha ki kahin main unki wo 'Penguin Chaal' dekh na loon aur kuch samajh na jaaun.
Wo nahi jaanti theen ki main wo saboot dekh chuka hoon jo unki iss 'chot' ki asli wajah hai.