Misc. Erotica Shreya Ke Raaz: Kab tak Chhupenge

[Celebrorn]

Chapter 3

Rohit abhi abhi college se wapas ghar aaya tha. Metro se uski building ka raasta bas thodi si door ka tha, par dhoop aur thakan ne use nidhaal kar diya tha. Woh soch raha tha ki use bas woh ghatiya sa dikhne wala Tufani na dikh jaye, nahi toh subah wala gussa phir se jaag jayega. Par shayad luck achha tha, is waqt wahan woh doosre boode baba jaise dikhne wale watchman baithe hue they.

Rohit jaldi se lift mein aa gaya. Mummy ko aane mein abhi kuch ghante they aur usse pehle woh thoda chill karna chahta tha. Jab lift uske floor par khuli, toh saamne Khanna Uncle khade they. Unhe dekh kar Rohit ka muh ban gaya - yeh un tharki ‘uncles’ mein ki list mein top par they jo mummy ko hamesha ajeeb nazron se ghoora karte they.

“Rohit beta!” Khanna uncle ne ek badi si chamakti smile ke saath use roka. Rohit unke side se nikalta hua apne darwaze ki taraf badh gaya, mummy ki subah wali advice dimaag mein goonj rahi thi.

“Suno toh!” Khanna uncle uske peeche-peeche aa rahe they. Rohit ne darwaza unlock kiya aur rukha sa jawaab diya, “Ji?”

“Tumhari mummy ghar par hain kya?” Khanna Uncle ne darwaze ke andar jhaankne ki koshish ki, jaise unke paas x-ray vision ho.

“Nahi, office gayi hain. Kyun?”

“Woh... agle mahine Holi hai na, toh society ke dance competition ke liye poochna tha. Shreya ji kafi achha graceful dance karti hain na,” Khanna uncle ne ek ajeeb si khushi ke saath kaha, jaise woh Shreya ko stage par imagine kar rahe hon.

Rohit se raha nahi gaya. Usne tyoriyan chadhate hue kaha, “Aapki beti Naina bhi toh part le rahi hai na? Instagram par toh kafi special dance karti hai woh.”

"Kya matlab tumhara?" Khanna uncle ki aawaz ek dam badal si gayi thi.

"Matlab ki... woh jo chhote chhote kapdon mein apne hot videos daalti hai. Aajkal toh woh sab jyada demand mein hai na. Toh mummy ko kyun pareshaan karna, Naina se karwate hai is baar dance."

Khanna uncle ka chehra tamtama utha. “Badtameez! Bado se aise baat karte hain? Aane do Shreya ji ko, aaj toh tumhari shikayat karke hi rahunga!”

Rohit ne bina jawaab diye darwaza band kar liya. Usne socha, ek aur shikayat, koi baat nahi. Mummy thoda dantengi, phir shaant ho jayengi. Par unhe samajh kyun nahi aata ki yeh log kyun unse baat karne ke bahane dhoondte hain?

Ghar mein sannata tha. Rohit ne apna bag phenka, socks utaare aur bed par let gaya. Ghadi mein 5 baje they. Boring din aur hormonal energy ne use wahi le gaya jahan har teenager jata hai. Usne phone nikala aur ek porn site par scroll karte hue koi exciting si video dhoondne laga.

Par kuch bhi samajh nahi aa raha tha. Usne ghadi mein time dekhte hue jaldi se ek video ko khola. Usme ek college girl apne boyfriend ko apne boyfriend ko apne ghar laayi thi. Shuru mein woh dono apas mein kuch baat kar rahe they aur Rohit ne impatient hote hue jaldi se video ko aage kiya. Video kuch jyada hi aage ho gayi aur woh video ko wapas wahan laaya jahan us aadmi ne ladki ke kapde utaarne shuru kiye they.

Video ki aawazon aur manzar ne Rohit ki saansein tez kar di aur uska haath instinctively uske underwear ki taraf chala gaya. Rohit ka lund underwear se bahar nikal chuka tha aur video mein tez hoti aawazon se uttezit hota hua apne lund par zor se chalne laga.

Video mein aadmi ne us ladki ke baal pakadte hue uska sar peeche kheecha.

 

Woh use zor se chode jaa raha tha. Rohit ki pakad apne lund aur aur mazboot ho gayi aur ek zor ki harkat se saath lund se dher saara sperm nikalte hue bed par aa gira.

“Shit shit shit!” Rohit phone ko bed par thoda door fenkte hue jaldi se bathroom ki taraf bhaaga. Kuch der baad jab woh apne aap ko saaf karke wapas aaya toh video abhi bhi chal rahi thi aur usme sexy so aawazein aa rahi thi. Rohit ne video ko band kiya aur chaddar ki aur dekha. Chaddar beech mein se geeli ho gayi thi.

Rohit achhe se jaanta tha yeh mummy ki nazron se nahi bachegi. Saari chaddare mummy ki almari mein rakhi hoti thi, toh woh unke kamre mein gaya aur unki almari khol li. Aaj tak usne mummy ke pichhe se kabhi unki almari nahi kholi thi aur na hi kabhi chaddar badli thi toh sab kuch ajeeb sa lag raha tha. Usne ek drawer kholi jahan use mummy ki jeans aur skirts dikhayi di, mummy saree aur suit ke elawa inhe bhi pehenti thi aur in mein kafi achhi lagti thi. Doosri drawer kholi toh usme unki bra aur panties neatly saji hui rakhi dikhi. 

Unhe dekhte hi Rohit ne turant us drawer ko band kar diya. Aur phir dheere se curiosity mein dubara khola. Mummy ke paas alag alag rang ki kafi saari bra aur panty thi - black, pink, white. Kuch toh kafi mehngi aur branded bhi dikh rahi thi. 



Rohit ne ek bra ko upar uthaya, kafi stylish sa mesh design tha bra ki, fabric itna naram aur patla ki uski ungliyaan us par phisal si rahi thi. Ek tag par nazar gayi toh us par 34C likha hua tha, shayad unki slim body ke perfect curves ka naap.

Uski nazar drawer mein rakhi matching panties par gayi. Wahan sirf simple briefs nahi they. Kuch thongs aur lace-trimmed panties bhi thi, jinmein wahi kaala aur gehra laal rang dominate kar raha tha. Ek maroon rang ki panty par toh chote-chote satin ke bows lage hue they.

Rohit ka dimaag chakrane laga. Mummy ko is tarah ki stylish bra aur panty pehenne ki kya zaroorat hai, Unhe kaun sa kahi kisi ko yeh sab dikhana hota hai. Ek anjaani si jalan aur ghabrahat uske dil mein paida hui.

Bahar se zara si anjaani khat ki aawaz sunte hi Rohit ke haath kaanp gaye aur woh lace wali bra turant wapas andar drawer mein gir gayi aur usne jaldi se drawer ko band kar diya. Usne jaldi se doosre dresser se bedsheet nikali aur apne kamre mein jaakar badal di. Thakan aur guilty feeling ki wajah se woh kab so gaya, use pata hi nahi chala.

Takreeban dedh ghante baad, darwaza khulne ki aawaz aayi. Shreya ghar aa chuki thi, par uska chehra gusse se laal tha.

“Rohit! Rohit!”

Koi jawaab na aane par woh uske kamre tak pahuch gayi jahan woh soya hua tha. 

Shreya uske paas baithte hue uska maatha bukhaar check karne ke liye chhute hue boli, “Rohit… utho…”

“Kya hua mummy… abhi sone do na… college thoda late chala jayunga.”

“Aree subah nahi shaam ho rahi hai. Utho!” Shreya ne use jhinjhod kar uthaya. “Aur yeh batao ki tumne Khanna uncle ko kya bola? Unhone building ke neeche hi mujhe gher liya tha.”

Rohit ne aankhen kholi aur uth kar baith gaya. Shreya wahi neeli saree pehne thi, par office ki thakan aur garmi se pallu thoda dhila hokar kandhe se neeche sarak gaya tha. Rohit ki nazar unke gale par chamak rahe pasine ki boond par gayi, aur uske dimaag mein instinctively wahi '34C' mesh bra ka khayal aaya. Usne turant apni nazrein pher li, use woh sochte hi ajeeb sa lag raha tha.

"Unhone nahi bataya ki woh aapke baare mein kya bol rahe they?" Rohit rukhe pan se bola.

"Par isme Naina ki kya galti thi? Tumhe Naina ke baare mein woh sab bolne ki kya zaroorat thi." Shreya ke dimaag mein Khanna Uncle ka gussa aur unki dhamkiyan goonj rahi thi.

"Toh main bas chup chaap sab sun lun aapke baare mein? Maine toh bas jawab diya." Rohit ne zid mein apna sar jhatka.

"Maine tumhe subah bhi samjhaya tha," Shreya ne ek gehri saans bhari, uska gussa ab dheere-dheere badta jaa raha tha. Usne apne pallu ko kas kar pakda. "Woh tumse bade hain, Rohit. Tumhe bas unhe namaste karke nikal jaana chahiye tha. Main handle kar leti sab."

"Haan, mujhe pata hai aap kaise handle karti hain," Rohit bed se uthta hua khada ho gaya, uski aawaz mein ek bitter si hasi thi. "Aap toh abhi bhi shayad dance ke liye haan karke hi aa gayi hongi, unko manane ke liye. Aapko lagta hai aap sab theek kar dogi, par mujhe sab dikhta hai."

Rohit tezi se kamre se nikal kar living room mein aa gaya. Shreya bhi uske peeche-peeche aayi, uska chehra darr se peela pad gaya tha.

"Rohit! Meri poori baat suno!" Shreya ne uska hath pakad kar use roka. "Agar Khanna Uncle ne tumhari complaint kar di ki tumne unki beti ko chheda hai, ya uspar gande comments kiye hain... aur officer ne tumhe utha liya, toh phir mera kya hoga? Kya tumhe andaza bhi hai ki ek comment tumhara career barbaad kar sakta hai?"

Shreya ki aankhen thodi si geeli ho gayi thi. Use Naina ki fikr nahi thi, use fikr thi ki Rohit ki, apne ghar ki. Woh Khanna jaise logon ko achhi tarah jaanti thi, jo kisi bhi chhoti baat ka fayda uthana achhi tarah jaante they.

Rohit jawaab mein kuch bolna chahta tha, uske paas dheron arguments they, par mummy ki shakal dekh kar woh chup ho gaya. Uska saara gussa ek pal mein thanda pad gaya aur usne aage badhkar Shreya ko kas ke hug kar liya.



"Sorry mummy... mera woh matlab nahi tha," Rohit ne unke kandhe par sar rakhte hue dheere se kaha, par uske chehre par abhi bhi pareshaani saaf thi.

Shreya ne bhi use zor se pakad liya, jaise woh use duniya ki har buri nazar se chhupa lena chahti ho. 



Par is sukoon ke beech bhi, uske dimaag mein ek kaanta chubh raha tha. Manish Kapoor aur woh aane wala Saturday.

"Theek hai, ab jao, fresh ho jao," Shreya ne khud ko sambhalte hue kaha aur Rohit se alag hui. "Main jaldi se khana banati hoon. Tumne apna college ke assignments kar liye?"

Shreya ne Rohit ko assignments poore karne ke liye keh kar apne kamre mein bhej diya aur khud kitchen sametne lagi.

Dinner ke waqt dono ek doosre ke apne din ke baare mein cheezen share kar rahe they. Shreya use Corporate aur Rishabh ke baare mein batane lagi, par usne Manish ka jikr nahi chheda kyunki use pata tha ki Rohit ko Manish bilkul pasand nahi tha.

Dinner ke baad Rohit apne kamre mein chala gaya tha aur kuch der baad Shreya bhi. Raat ko kafi late ho chuka tha jab Shreya ne apne bag se woh packet nikaala aur thodi ghinn aur be-basi ke saath use apni taangon par lagana shuru kiya.

Cream ko kuch der lagaye rakhna tha, aur is beech Shreya ko pyaas lagne lagi. Usne night gown ke upar se ek shawl lapeta aur dheere se darwaza khol kar kitchen ki taraf badi.

Living room mein andhera tha, par jaise hi woh Rohit ke kamre ke paas se guzri, use kuch dabi-dabi aawazein sunayi di. Usne ghadi dekhi, Rohit abhi tak jaga hua kisi se baat kar raha tha? Uske kadam instinctively ruk gaye aur usne dheere se Rohit ke darwaze par kaan lagaye.

"Please na... sirf ek photo. Pata hai na mujhe kitna pasand hai," Rohit ki aawaz mein ek aisi besabri thi jo Shreya ne pehle kabhi nahi suni thi.

Woh itni raat ko kisse photo maang raha tha aur kyun?

"Arre, toh bra-panty mein hi bhej do na. Kuch nahi hoga, main turant delete kar dunga. Ek baar dekhna hai bas... please."



Shreya wahin darwaze par jam si gayi. Uske hatho mein abhi bhi wahi cream ki tez chemical mehek thi jo usne Manish ke liye lagayi thi, aur andar uska beta kisi aur ki beti se wahi sab maang raha tha jo mard Shreya se maangte they.

Kya yeh wahi ladka tha jo shaam ko use Khanna Uncle ki niyat par lecture de raha tha? Jo watchman ko gandi nazar rakhne par peetna chahta tha? 

Shreya ko achanak ehsaas hua ki use pata hi nahi chala tha ki Rohit kab itna bada ho gaya tha aur uske haath se poori tarah nikal chuka gaya tha. Shreya ke haath darwaze ke handle tak pahuche par woh use neecha ghuma na saki. Woh abhi aaj raat tayyar nahi thi Rohit se is baare mein kisi bhi conversation ke liye.