Adultery My wife become Mirzapur ki Malika

[Joker44]

Mumbai ka Chhatrapati Shivaji Terminus (CST) hamesha ki tarah bheed aur shor se bhara hua tha. Platform par announcements ki tezz awaazein, chai-samosa bechne walon ki pukaar, aur logon ki bheed ke beech Pranali khadi thi. Usne ek simple par elegant cream aur golden border wali cotton saree pehni thi. Saree seedhi-saadhi zaroor thi, par uski bhari hui chhaati aur patli, sharp kamar ke curves ko puri tarah chupa nahi pa rahi thi.
Uski maa ne aage badhkar uske pallu ko kandhe par theek se pin kiya, unki aankhon mein halke aansu the. "Beta, sambhal ke jaana. Akele safar kar rahi hai, aur Aarav bhi chhota hai. Mirzapur aisi jagah nahi hai... bas dhyaan rakhna aur pahunchte hi Soham ko call karna," maa ne uske haath ko halke se dabate hue kaha.
Pranali ki ungli pakde, chhota sa Aarav khada tha. Naye neele rang ke kurta-pajama mein wo bilkul ek chhota farishta lag raha tha. Apne nanhe kadmo se wo idhar-udhar bheed ko hairani se dekh raha tha aur train ke bade dabbe ko dekh kar khush ho raha tha. "Mummy, chhuk-chhuk gaadi!" usne apni totli aawaz mein kaha, jisse wahan khade sabhi ke chehron par muskaan aa gayi.
Pranali ne niche jhuk kar use god mein utha liya. Bacche ke jism se aane wali us mithi baby-powder ki khushbu ne Pranali ki aatma ko thandak di. "Haan mera bacha, hum chhuk-chhuk gaadi mein baith kar papa ke paas jayenge," usne uske maathe ko choomte hue kaha.
Soham wahan nahi tha. Munna Tripathi ki chalbazi ki wajah se Soham ko jo naya "promotion" aur traveling profile mila tha, uske chalte wo apne field tour par hi phasa hua tha aur seedhe Mirzapur mein hi milne wala tha. Isi wajah se Pranali ko akele Aarav ke saath wapas lautna pad raha tha.
Tabhi Rhea, uski chhoti aur nakhreli behen, aage aayi aur uske gale lag gayi. "Di, Mumbai mein is baar jo maza aaya na! Ab Mirzapur wapas jaake wahi boring housewife mat ban jaana," usne aankh maarte hue dhimi aawaz mein sirf Pranali ke kaan mein fusfusaya, "Aur haan... jo bhi tension hai Mirzapur mein, handle kar lena. Main hoon na... aur Sharad jiju ki memories ko zinda rakhna."
Pranali ka chehra sharam aur ek ajeeb si garmi se tamtama gaya. Usne aas-paas dekha ki maa-papa ne toh nahi suna, fir jaldi se Rhea ki peeth par halke se mara. "Pagal ladki, chup kar. Dimaag kharab ho gaya hai tera," usne dheere se danta, par uski saansein achanak bhari ho gayi thi.
Train ka lamba hooter baja. Pranali ne aakhri baar apne maa-papa ke pair chuye, unhe gale lagaya aur Aarav ko god mein liye AC compartment mein chadh gayi. Window seat par baith kar usne bahar dekha. Aarav ne khidki se apne chote-chote haath hilaye, "Bye-bye Nani! Bye-bye Dadu!" jab tak train ne speed nahi pakad li aur platform peeche nahi chhoot gaya.
Train ke AC compartment ki thandi hawa ke baawajood, Pranali ke jism mein ek ajeeb si bechaini wali garmi daud rahi thi. Kuch der baad, bahar ke nazaare dekhte-dekhte Aarav thak gaya aur Pranali ki god mein sarr rakh kar gehri neend mein so gaya. Pranali ne halke haathon se uske baalon mein ungliyan pheri. Apne masoom bete ko sota dekh kar uske andar ka guilt ek baar fir kisi jwalamukhi ki tarah phatne laga.
Wo akeli us khaufnaak aur hawas bhare shahar, Mirzapur, wapas jaa rahi thi. Train ki rhythmic thak-thak aawaz ke sath uska dimaag pichle kuch mahinon ki dark memories mein doob gaya. Kahan wo ek seedhi-saadhi, sanskaari patni aur maa thi, aur kahan is Mirzapur ne use kya bana diya tha.
Usne apne sote hue bete ko dekha... iski jaan bachane ke liye hi toh usne sabse pehle Munna Tripathi ke aage ghutne teke the. Us raat, Munna ne maseeha bankar khoon bahaya tha, par badle mein Pranali ki rooh aur jism ka sauda kar liya tha. Pranali ne ankhein band ki, aur us terrace wali raat ka scene uske dimaag mein film ki tarah chalne laga. Soham andar bedroom mein bekhabar so raha tha, aur bahar andhere mein, Munna ke sakht haathon ne uska deep red blouse khol diya tha. Munna ke garam, hawas bhare hothon ne jab uske bhare hue boobs ko choosa tha, aur is masoom Aarav ke hisse ka doodh piya tha... wo ehsaas yaad aate hi train ki seat par baithi Pranali ki saansein bhari ho gayi aur uski jaanghon ke beech, saree ke andar ek mithi si aag jal uthi. Usne chahte hue bhi khud ko us raat roka nahi tha. Hospital ka wo scene, jahan usne ghutno par baith kar Munna ka lund apne muh mein liya tha... aur uske baad wo darindgi bhari wild chudai... sab yaad aakar uski panty dheere-dheere gili hone lagi.
Aur fir Mumbai... jahan usne socha tha ki wo is hawas aur darr se door bhag jayegi, wahan Sharad Shukla ne uski life mein entry li. Sharad ka pyar aur uski mardangi Munna se bilkul alag thi, par usne bhi Pranali ke andar ki bhookh ko ek naye level par jaga diya tha. Mumbai ke us flat mein, bed par nangi hokar Sharad ke upar ride karna, uske hothon ko bebaaki se choomna... aur wo pagalpan wali video call, jahan Munna screen par dekh raha tha aur Pranali bed par kisi aur se chud rahi thi. Usne ek hi waqt mein do-do taakatwar mardon ko apne jism ka deewana bana diya tha.
"Main kya ban gayi hoon? Ek randi? Ek slut jo apne pati ki peeth peeche yeh sab kar rahi hai?" Pranali ne khud se pucha. Guilt uski chhati par pathar ki tarah baith gaya, par sach toh yeh tha ki is danger, is hawas bhare dominance mein use ek ajeeb sa nasha aane laga tha.
Ghante beet gaye. Bahar ka nazara hariyali se badal kar sookhi aur dhool bhari zameen mein tabdil hone laga. Mirzapur kareeb aa raha tha. Pranali ne ek gehri saans li, apni god mein sote hue Aarav ko thoda theek se lityaa, apni saree ki pleats set ki aur khud se pakka waada kiya, "Nahi. Ab bas. Yeh sab mujhe khatam karna hoga. Aarav ke liye aur Soham ke liye. Main wapas normal life jeeyungi."
Train ki speed dheemi hone lagi. Station aane hi wala tha. Usne apna handbag uthaya.
Bzzzz. Bzzzz.
Uski side mein rakhe phone ki screen achanak light up hui. Ek WhatsApp message. Number save nahi tha, par DP dekhne ki zaroorat nahi thi. Pranali ki dhadkan ruk si gayi. Sote hue Aarav ko disturb kiye bina, usne kaampte hue haathon se phone uthaya aur message open kiya.
Munna Tripathi: "Welcome back, meri malika. Mirzapur ki hawa tujhe bohot miss kar rahi thi. Station ke VIP gate par black Scorpio mein wait kar raha hoon. Mujhe pata hai tera chutiya pati Soham abhi tour pe hai aur tu sirf bache ke sath akele aayi hai... Gadi mein baithne se pehle washroom jaakar apni panty utaar kar bag mein rakh lena. Teri wo mehak aur tera paseena mujhe turant chakhna hai. Late mat karna, warna platform pe hi tera pallu khich lunga."
Pranali ke haath se phone chhoot-te chhoot-te bacha. Uska poora jism darr aur ek bhayankar, control na hone wali hawasi garmi se kaanp utha.
Use kaise pata meri train ka exact time? Use kaise pata Soham mere lene nahi aa raha? Uski saansein atak gayi. Aur in sabke beech, use yaad aaya ki Kaleen Bhaiya (Munna ke baap) ki khufiya nazrein bhi us par thi. Ek bhola-bhali maa apne bache ko god mein liye wapas us narak mein utar rahi thi... jahan poora Mirzapur uske jism ka bhookha bhediya ban chuka tha.
Train station par ruki. Pranali wahi seat par jami rahi, uski saansein tej chal rahi thi, aur uski saree ke andar uski yoni (pussy) zor se dhadak rahi thi, us aane wale toofan ke intezaar mein jo ab use poori tarah tabah—ya uske andar ki sachai ko azaad—karne wala tha.






Mirzapur station par train ek lambi aur thaki hui 'hiss' ki aawaz ke saath ruki. Pranali khadi hui, apni cream saree ke pallu ko ek aakhri baar sambhala. Uska dil platform ke announcements se bhi zyada tezz dhadak raha tha. Window seat ke sheeshe mein usne apna aks (reflection) dekha—safar ki wajah se baal thode bikhre hue, aankhon ka kajal halka smudged, par chehre par wahi masoomiyat thi jo ab kai kaale raazon ko chhupaye hue thi.
Usne so rahe Aarav ko uthaya, "Chalo beta, hum pahunch gaye." Aarav ne apni neend bhari aankhein mali aur Pranali ki god mein sarr rakh diya. Pranali jaise hi platform par utri, Mirzapur ki wo garam aur dhool bhari hawa usse kisi purani yaad ki tarah takrayi.
Aur wahan wo khada tha.
Exit gate ke thoda aage, ek chamchamati kaali SUV se teka lagaye Munna Tripathi khada tha. Kaali shirt ke upar ke do button khule hue, rolled-up sleeves, aur aankhon par kaala chashma. Uske hothon par wahi jaanleva smirk thi. Uske saath do gundey khade the—ek phone par baat kar raha tha aur dusra bheed par nazar rakhe tha.
Pranali ek pal ke liye thithak gayi. Usne Munna ko exact time nahi bataya tha, phir bhi wo wahan tha. Uske darr ke beech ek mithi si muskurahat uske hothon par tair gayi. Usne kitna bhi inkaar kiya ho, par Munna ko wahan dekh kar—utna hi khatarnak aur dominant—uske pet ke nichle hisse mein ek ajeeb si hulchul hui.
Munna ne jaise hi use dekha, wo gadi se hatt kar aage badha. Uska smirk ab aur bhi gehra aur hawas bhara ho gaya tha. Munna ke ek aadmi ne turant aage badhkar Pranali ke haath se luggage aur handbag le liya.
"Welcome back, meri malika," Munna ne dhimi aur chhedne wali aawaz mein kaha. Wo itne kareeb aa gaya ki uske cologne ki khushbu station ki dhool mein ghul gayi. "Kitne din laga diye... socha tha train se utarte hi tujhe kacha chaba jaunga."
Pranali ke gaal sharam se tamtama gaye. Usne neeche dekha, phir thoda sambhal kar boli, "Munna ji... aap yahan kaise? Maine toh bataya bhi nahi tha."
"Arre, tujhe lagta hai is shahar mein tera mard (Munna) nahi jaanega ki uski rani kab aa rahi hai?" Wo halke se hasa. Uski nigahein Pranali ke hothon par ruki, phir neeche utar kar uski saree mein lipti curves ko dekhne lagi jo safar ki wajah se aur bhi ubhar kar dikh rahi thi. "Miss kiya tujhe. Bohot zyada."
Pranali ne thook nigla. "Maine bhi..." Uske muh se ye nikal hi gaya. "I mean... safe feel ho raha hai aapko dekh kar."
Munna ki nigahein gehri ho gayi. Wo kisi aise mard ki tarah lag raha tha jo sadiyon se bhookha ho—aroused, restless, aur taiyaar. Usne kadam aur badhaya, itna kareeb ki Pranali uski saanson ki garmi mehsoos kar sakti thi.
"Aaj raat ko... wo sab recover karna hai jo tune Mumbai mein khoya hai. Pura hisaab lunga."
Pranali ki saans atak gayi. Usne aas-paas dekha—log hi log the, par koi dhyan nahi de raha tha. Phir bhi, uska pulse race kar raha tha. "Munna ji... station hai, bacha hai saath mein..."
Munna hassa. "Chal, gadi mein baith." Usne apne aadmi ko ishara kiya, "Samaan rakho."
Wo SUV ke paas pahunche. Munna ne khud front passenger door khola. "Aarav ko peeche bitha de Banwari ke saath, wo sambhal lega. Tu aage mere paas baith."
Pranali thoda hichkichayi. Usne Aarav ko peeche ki seat par seatbelt ke saath set kiya aur Banwari (Munna ka khaas aadmi) ko samjhaya ki wo dhyan rakhe. Phir wo aage aakar Munna ke bagal wali seat par baith gayi.
Gadi start hui. Munna ne ek haath steering par rakha aur dusra haath aram se Pranali ki seat ke peeche headrest par faila diya. Uski ungliyan Pranali ke nange kandhe ko halka sa chhoo rahi thi—sirf ek touch, par Pranali ke jism mein bijli daud gayi.




Munna ne side se usse dekha aur dhire se pucha, "Jo message bheja tha... kiya?"

Pranali ne khidki se bahar dekha, uska chehra surkh laal ho gaya. Usne dhire se sarr hilaya. "Haan... washroom gayi thi station par."
Munna ke chehre par ek shaitani sukoon aaya. "Matlab bag mein hai? Sham ko check karunga." Usne apni ungliyan Pranali ke kandhe par gol-gol ghumani shuru ki. "Relax kar... abhi toh sirf shuruaat hai Mirzapur mein teri wapsi ki."
Pranali ne saamne dekha. Mirzapur ki dusty sadkein, honking autos, aur wo purani bhayanak khushbu use gherne lagi thi. Uska dimaag ghum raha tha—ek taraf Soham ka ghar tha jahan use ek 'sanskaari' biwi banna tha, aur dusri taraf Munna ka ye hath... jo use bataye bina hi us par haq jata raha tha.
SUV ghar ki taraf nahi, balki ek sunsaan raste ki taraf mud gayi.
"Ye rasta... ghar ka nahi hai Munna ji," Pranali ne darr aur excitement ke beech pucha.
Munna ne steering ghumaate hue smirk kiya, "Ghar jayegi, par pehle Malika ka swagat thoda 'special' hona chahiye na? Soham tour par hai, Aarav peeche so raha hai... aur humare paas pura ghanta hai."
Pranali ne apne haath kas kar pakad liye. Wo badal chuki thi, aur Munna ye baat bohot acche se jaanta tha.

The SUV Mirzapur ki sunsaan sadkon par tezzi se daud rahi thi. Gadi ke andar AC ki thandak toh thi, par mahaul kisi jwalamukhi ki tarah garam ho chuka tha. Munna ne steering se ek haath hataya aur Pranali ki taraf dekha, uski nigahein kisi shikari ki tarah thi.

"Bag de," Munna ne hukkam diya.
Pranali ne kaampte hue haathon se apna handbag uski taraf badha diya. Munna ne bag khola aur usme haath daalkar wahi khoja jo usne maanga tha. Kuch hi second mein, uske sakht haathon mein Pranali ki wo silk ki panty thi jo usne train ke washroom mein utari thi. Munna ne use apne naak ke paas laya aur gehri saans li, uski aankhein band ho gayi. Pranali ki jism ki mithi mehak, paseena aur uski hawas ka nishaan Munna ke dimaag par chadh gaya.
"Mumma... Mumma... dekho!" peeche se Aarav ki masoom aawaz aayi. Wo khidki se bahar kisi jaanwar ko dekh kar khush ho raha tha.
Pranali ka dil dhak-dhak karne laga. Ek taraf uska masoom beta tha jo use pukaar raha tha, aur dusri taraf Munna tha jo uske saamne uska sabse bada gunah (panty) soongh raha tha.
"Haan beta... Mummy dekh rahi hai," Pranali ne palat kar Aarav ko dekha aur ek jhooti muskurahat di, par uske jism mein thartharahat thi.
Munna ne panty side mein rakhi aur steering sambhalte hue peeche mudkar Aarav ki taraf dekha. "Kya dekh raha hai mere sher? Mirzapur pasand aa raha hai?" Munna ne bade dular se pucha, jaise wo koi family friend ho. Par uska dusra haath ab Pranali ki nangi jaangh par tha, jo saree ke sarakne se thodi dikh rahi thi.
"Haan Munna uncle! Badi gadi!" Aarav khushi se bola aur dobara khidki se bahar dekhne laga.
Munna ki ungliyan ab Pranali ki komal twacha par रेंग (crawling) rahi thi. Usne dhire se Pranali ki saree ko upar uthana shuru kiya.
"Munna ji... please, mat kijiye. Bacha peeche hai... gadi mein aadmi hai... koi dekh lega," Pranali ne dhire se uska haath pakadne ki koshish ki, uski aawaz mein darr aur ek ajeeb si chahat dono thi.
Munna ne koi parwah nahi ki. "Toh dekhne de. Mirzapur mein Munna jo karta hai, wo kanoon hota hai. Aur tu toh meri malika hai na?" Usne jhatke se saree ko ghutno se kaafi upar kar diya.
Pranali ne apni jaanghein kasne ki koshish ki, par Munna ka haath itna taakatwar tha ki wo use rok nahi paayi. Usne saree ko aur upar khinch diya, jab tak ki Pranali ka poora nichla hissa nanga nahi ho gaya. Pranali ne sharam se aankhein band kar li. Uska jism bilkul saaf tha, wahan koi baal nahi the—ek dum shaved aur chamakdar skin. Mumbai mein usne Sharad ke liye khud ko groom kiya tha, par ab uska phal Munna chakne wala tha.
Munna ki ungliyan ab Pranali ki gili yoni (pussy) ke upar pahunch gayi. Jaise hi usne apna angootha uske clit par rakha, Pranali ke muh se ek siski nikal gayi.
"Ahhhhh... Munna ji..."
"Chup," Munna ne gurrate hue kaha, par uski nigahein raste par thi. Uski ungliyan ab tezzi se uske clit ko masalne lagi. Pranali ki pussy itni gili thi ki Munna ki ungliyan wahan fisal rahi thi.



Bohot zyada gili ho rahi hai... lagta hai train mein sirf mujhe hi yaad nahi kiya tune," Munna ne chhedte hue kaha. Use bilkul bhi andaza nahi tha ki Pranali ki ye gila-pan aur uska ye 'shaved' look Mumbai mein Sharad Shukla ke saath bitayi gayi raaton ki den thi. Munna ko lag raha tha ki ye sab uske darr aur uske dominance ki wajah se hai.

Pranali ne apna sarr seat ke peeche tikka diya, uski saansein ukhadne lagi. Peeche Aarav apni dhun mein khel raha tha, aur aage uska "shaitaan" lover use poori tarah tabah kar raha tha. Munna ne ek ungli dheere se uske andar daal di.
"Oh god... Munna..." Pranali ne apne hoth kaat liye taaki wo cheekh na pade. Use is khatre mein ek alag hi nasha aa raha tha. Wo ek maa thi, ek patni thi, par is waqt wo sirf Munna Tripathi ki ek hawasi rani thi, jo apne bete ki maujoodgi mein nangi hokar chudne ke liye tadap rahi thi.
Munna ne gadi ki speed aur tezz kar di, ek haath se steering aur dusre haath se Pranali ki pussy se khelte hue. Usne thoda aur jhuk kar uske kaan mein phusphusaya, "Ghar drop karne se pehle, mujhe is gadi mein tera thoda aur ras (cum) chahiye. Soham ko toh sookhi biwi milegi aaj."
Pranali bas haanp rahi thi, uska jism jhatke le raha tha. Mirzapur mein uska asli swagat ab shuru hua tha.

Kaali SUV Mirzapur ki sadkon par kisi kaale saaye ki tarah daud rahi thi. Gadi ke andar AC full par tha, par Pranali ka jism paseene se tar-ba-tar ho raha tha. Munna ka ek haath steering par tha aur dusra haath Pranali ki reshmi saree ke andar, uski nangi aur gili jaanghon ke beech kisi shaitaan ki tarah khel raha tha.

Munna ki ungliyan bohot be-reham thi. Wo Pranali ke clit ko apne angoothe se buri tarah masal raha tha, aur ek ungli uske andar baar-baar andar-bahar ho rahi thi.
"Ahhh... uuhhh... Munna ji... bas..." Pranali ke hothon se dabi dabi siskiyan nikal rahi thi. Uska jism seat par machal raha tha. Har baar jab Munna ki ungli gehraayi mein jaati, Pranali ki kamar upar ko uth jati.
"Kya bas? Abhi toh shuruaat hai malika. Mumbai mein bohot araam kar liya tune, ab yahan mehnat karni padegi," Munna ne bina raste se nazar hataye kaha. Uska chehra bilkul shaant tha, par uski ungliyon ki raftar badhti ja rahi thi.
Pranali ne halke se apni nazar upar uthayi aur front mirror (rear-view mirror) mein dekha. Uska kaleja mu ko aa gaya. Peeche baitha Banwari use hi dekh raha tha. Banwari ki hawasi nigahein Pranali ki sarakti hui saree aur uski nangi jaanghon par jami thi. Pranali ne dekha ki Banwari ne ek haath apni pant ke upar rakha hua tha aur apne lund ko adjust kar raha tha, uski aankhon mein besharmi saaf dikh rahi thi.
Pranali ne sharam ke maare turant apni nazrein neeche kar li. Use ehsaas hua ki wo kitni gir chuki hai—uska beta peeche hai, pati tour par hai, aur wo ek gundey ke saamne nangi hokar uske maalik se ungli karwa rahi hai.
"Mumma! Wo dekho... bada wala truck!" Aarav ne peeche se chilla kar kaha.
Pranali ki saans atak gayi. Usne koshish ki ki uski aawaz normal lage, par Munna ne thik usi waqt apni do ungliyan uske andar jhatke se daal di thi.
"H-haan... beta... M-mummy dekh rahi hai... b-bohot bada truck hai na?" Pranali ki aawaz kaanp rahi thi, har shabd ke saath ek siski nikalne ko betab thi. Uska jism thar-thar kaanp raha tha kyunki Munna ab uske andar ki deewaron ko khured raha tha.
"Mummy... aap aise kyun bol rahe ho? Aapko thand lag rahi hai?" Aarav ne masoomiyat se pucha.
Munna hassa, ek halki shaitani hansi. Usne Pranali ki jaangh par ek zor se chutki kaati. "Nahi beta, Mummy ko thand nahi, garmi lag rahi hai. Hai na Pranali?"
Pranali ne apne hoth itni zor se kaate ki shayad khoon nikal aata. "M-munna ji... please..." wo gidgidayi.
Par Munna ab rukne wala nahi tha. Usne gadi ki speed aur badha di. Usne apni teesri ungli bhi Pranali ki gili yoni mein ghusa di. Ye Munna ki 'big finger' ka jhatka tha. Pranali ki aankhein phat gayi, uska dimaag sunn ho gaya. Wo "big finger" uske andar itni gehraayi tak gayi ki Pranali ko laga uska dum nikal jayega.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"
Pranali ne seat ke handle ko kas ke pakad liya. Uska jism ek jhatke ke saath akad gaya. Uske andar se garam ras ka fawara (cum) nikal kar Munna ki ungliyon aur seat par girne laga. Wo kai seconds tak jhatke leti rahi, uski yoni (pussy) Munna ki ungliyon ko kas ke jakad rahi thi. Uska chehra surkh laal ho gaya tha aur saansein dhonkani ki tarah chal rahi thi.




Munna ne dhire se apna haath bahar nikala. Uska poora haath Pranali ke mardani ras aur paseene se lathpath tha. Gadi abhi bhi chal rahi thi.

Munna ne apna haath uthaya aur Pranali ke chehre ke paas laya. Usne apni un gili ungliyon ko bade sukoon se chatna shuru kiya. Wo Pranali ki aankhon mein dekh raha tha jab wo uske 'cum' ka ek-ek katra apni zabaan se saaf kar raha tha.
"Mmm... swad hai. Mumbai ka paani lagta hai tere ras mein ghul gaya hai," Munna ne apni ungli chaat-te hue kaha.
Pranali bas haanp rahi thi. Usne dekha ki mirror mein Banwari ab bhi use dekh raha hai, shayad ab wo aur bhi zyada uttejit ho gaya tha. Pranali ne apni saree ko niche khincha aur apne bikhre hue baalon ko sambhala. Uska jism abhi bhi thanda nahi hua tha, par Mirzapur ki sadkein use uske ghar ki taraf le ja rahi thi, jahan use ab ek 'patni' ka natak karna tha.
Munna ne steering ghumaate hue kaha, "Abhi toh sirf ungli thi. Raat ko jab Soham so jayega, tab main aaunga... asli swagat karne."
Pranali ne kuch nahi kaha, bas khidki ke bahar dekha. Use darr tha ki agar wo boli, toh shayad wo ro padegi... ya shayad fir se garam ho jayegi.

Gadi ki speed dhire-dhire kam hone lagi thi. Mirzapur ke jaane-pehchane raste aur uske mohalle ki sadkein aane lagi thi. Pranali ki saansein abhi bhi bhari thi. Uska poora nichla hissa ek ajeeb si aag aur thakaan se jhinjhin kar raha tha. Munna ke us behreham, deep fingering session ne use uski aukaat dikha di thi. Uska warm cum abhi bhi uski pussy se nikal kar uski nangi jaanghon par riss raha tha.

"Jaldi theek kar apne aap ko. Sanskaari bahu ka ghar aa gaya hai," Munna ne ek shaitani muskurahat ke saath steering ghumate hue kaha.
Pranali ne jaldi se tissue paper nikala aur apne hothon ko saf kiya. Uske haath buri tarah kaanp rahe the. Usne apni sarki hui saree ko jaldi se apni nangi, gili jaanghon ke upar khincha. Panty toh uske paas thi nahi, wo toh Munna ke paas thi. Saree ka rough fabric seedhe uske over-sensitive clit aur gili pussy se ragad kha raha tha, jisse har movement ke saath uske jism mein ek current sa daud raha tha. Usne apne bikhre baalon ko set kiya aur peeth seedhi karke baith gayi, halanki uski jaanghein abhi bhi orgasam ke after-shocks se thar-thar kaanp rahi thi.
Peeche Aarav bhi neend se jaag gaya tha aur ghar dekh kar khush ho raha tha.
Kaali SUV Pranali ke ghar ke main gate ke theek saamne aakar ruki. Engine ki bhari aawaz sunkar andar se uske saas-sasur (Saraswati aur Prakash) bahar nikal aaye. Unke liye Munna Tripathi koi gunda nahi, balki wo maseeha tha jisne unke pote Aarav ko kidnappers se bachaya tha.
Peeche se Banwari ne gadi ka darwaza khola aur Aarav ko niche utara. "Dadu! Dadi!" Aarav khushi se unki taraf bhaga.
Pranali ne ek gehri saans li, darwaza khola aur bahar kadam rakha. Jaise hi usne apna pair zameen par rakha, uski jaanghein dhadak uthi. Bina panty ke khade hone par, use saaf mehsoos hua ki uski khud ki garm lusty juices ki ek boond uski andarूनी jaangh se hoti hui niche sarak rahi hai. Usne apne pairo ko thoda paas kiya taaki saree ke bahar kuch na dikhe aur pallu ko theek karte hue apne saas-sasur ke paas aayi.


Prakash ji ne aage badhkar hath jod liye. "Munna bhaiya... aap khud bhabhi aur bache ko chhodne aaye. Aapka toh hum jitna shukriya karein utna kam hai. Aaiye na, ghar chaliye. Andar aakar ek cup chai toh pijiye."

Pranali ki dhadkan ruk gayi. Usne darr ke maare Munna ki taraf dekha. Munna gadi ke andar hi seat par aaram se baitha tha, aankhon par kaala chashma tha. Usne window se bahar dekha, pehle hath jode hue Prakash ji ko, aur phir seedha Pranali ki ghabrayi hui aur laal padi shakal ko.
Munna ke hothon par ek bohot hi dirty smirk aayi. Usne Pranali ki aankhon mein dekhte hue aaram se kaha, "Nahi chacha, chai ki zarurat nahi hai. Dar-asal, abhi raaste mein main ek bohot hi meethi cheez chakh li hai... muh ka swaad ekdum mast ho gaya hai. Ab aur kuch peene ka mann nahi hai."
Pranali ka chehra sharam aur darr se tamtama gaya. Uska pet ajeeb tarah se ainth gaya. Sirf wo janti thi ki us gadi ke andar Munna ne abhi kuch der pehle uski pussy ke kis 'meethe ras' ko apni ungliyon se chaata tha.
"Arey aise kaise bhaiya... thik hai, agli baar pakka aaiyega," Prakash ji masoomiyat se bole.
"Bilkul chacha. Dhyan rakhiye bhabhi ji ka, safar mein bohot 'thak' gayi hain," Munna ne ek aakhri baar Pranali ke ubhre hue boobs ko dekha, ek halki si wink ki aur gadi ka sheesha upar kar liya.
Pranali ne jaldi se apna bag uthaya aur Aarav ko god mein lekar seedha ghar ke andar chali gayi. Uski chaal thodi ajeeb ho rahi thi kyunki har kadam ke saath uski gili pussy ki deewarein aapas mein ragad kha rahi thi.
Bahar, Munna ne gadi aage badha di.
Jaise hi gadi thodi aage nikli, peeche baitha Banwari kisi bhookhe kutte ki tarah uchal kar aage aali front passenger seat par aa gaya. Ye wahi seat thi jahan abhi kuch der pehle Pranali baithi thi. Banwari ki nigahein seedhe leather seat par gayi. Wahan ek bada sa, chamakta hua geela nishaan tha. Pranali ka warm cum aur uski extreme hawas ka pani leather par faila hua tha.
Banwari ki aankhein hawas se phat gayi. Bina ek second soche, usne apni moti aur gandi ungliyan us gile nishaan par ragdi. Pranali ke mardani ras ko apni ungliyon mein ikattha kiya, use apni naak ke paas laya aur ek lambi, gehri saans li. Aurat ki pure lust aur pussy ki wo heavy smell uske dimaag par chadh gayi. Fir usne wahi gili ungliyan apne muh mein daal li aur kisi janwar ki tarah unhe chaatne laga. Slurp... ahh...
Munna jo steering sambhal raha tha, uski nazar mirror se Banwari par padi. Usne ek zor ka thahaka lagaya.
"Bhosdike chutiye... ye kya kar raha hai randi ke bacche?" Munna ne haste hue gaali di.
Banwari ne apni ungliyan muh se nikali. Uska chehra kisi dork aur pagal hawasi ki tarah lag raha tha. Usne apne pant ke upar se hi apne khade lund ko masalte hue besharmi se kaha, "Bhaiya... kya bataun. Bhabhi ji ka ras ekdum amrit hai. Kasam se, peeche baithe-baithe aur mirror mein unki gili chut dekh kar mera lund patthar ho gaya hai. Fatne ko ho raha hai."
Banwari ne kutte jaisi shakal banayi aur gidgidate hue bola, "Bhaiya... wo... wo bhabhi ji ki panty milegi kya? Jo train mein unhone utari thi... please bhaiya."
Munna ko apne dominance aur power ka ye khel bohot pasand tha. Use is baat mein nasha aata tha ki jis aurat ko pura Mirzapur izzat ki nazron se dekhta hai, uske jism ki bachi-kuchi cheezon ke liye uske apne aadmi aise bhookhe kutton ki tarah bheekh maang rahe the.
Munna hassa, usne ek haath apni pant ki pocket mein daala aur Pranali ki wo unwashed, gili aur mehekti hui silk panty nikali. "Le bhosdike, apni aukaat mein reh aur is se kaam chala."
Munna ne wo panty Banwari ke muh par phek di.
Banwari ne hawa mein hi us panty ko daboch liya jaise koi anmol khazana mil gaya ho. Usne turant us panty ka crotch area, jahan Pranali ki pussy ka paani sabse zyada laga tha, use apne pure chehre aur naak par daba liya. Wo pagal ki tarah usme saans lene laga, uski smell ko apne andar bharne laga aur ek haath se apni pant ki zip khol kar apne mote, kaale lund ko bahar nikal kar speed mein hilane laga. Gadi ke andar ab Pranali ki mehak aur in do mardon ki gandi hawas ka nanga naach chal raha tha.
Aur udhar, apne ghar ke bathroom mein, Pranali shawar ke niche nangi khadi ro rahi thi. Uske jism par Munna ke haathon ki mehak thi, uske andar ek ajeeb sa dard aur satisfaction ka mix tha. Wo janti thi ki ye sirf shuruaat thi. Soham ko pata nahi tha, par ab wo sach mein Mirzapur ke shaitaan ki malika ban chuki thi.







Ghar ke bathroom mein, gungune paani ki dhaar Pranali ke jism par gir rahi thi. Usne aankhein band kar rakhi thi, aur paani uske baalon se hota hua uske chehre, ubhre hue chhatiyon, aur nangi jaanghon tak beh raha tha. Shower ke is shor mein wo khud ko saaf karne ki koshish kar rahi thi, par Munna ke us janwaro wale touch aur car ke andar us brutal fingering ka ehsaas uski skin ke andar tak bas gaya tha.

Usne thoda liquid body wash liya aur apne thighs aur dono pairo ke beech ke hisse (pussy) par ragda. Wahan abhi bhi halka sa dard aur jalan thi, Munna ki unn moti ungliyon ki wajah se jo kuch der pehle uski gehraaiyon ko be-reham tareeke se khured rahi thi. Jism ko ragad-ragad kar dhone ke baad bhi uski saansein bhari thi. Ek ajeeb sa guilt aur usse bhi zyada ek sharamnaak nasha uske dimaag par haawi tha.
Nahaane ke baad, usne ek soft white towel apne jism par lapeta aur bahar aayi. Bedroom mein Aarav pehle se hi thak kar so chuka tha. Tabhi dressing table par rakhe uske phone ki screen light up hui.
"Soham Calling..."
Pranali ne ek gehri saans li, aaine mein apne bheege baalon aur thode sooje hue hothon ko dekha, aur call utha liya.
"Hello jaan, pahunch gayi theek se?" Soham ki wahi fikar-bhari aur masoom aawaz uske kaano mein padi.
Pranali ka gala thoda sookh gaya, usne apne aawaz ko normal rakhne ki poori koshish ki. "Haan Soham... bas thodi der pehle hi pahunchi. Naha kar nikli hoon. Aarav bhi so gaya hai."
"Thank God. Main bohot tension mein tha tum dono ke akele travel karne ko lekar. Station se ghar kaise aayi? Cab mil gayi thi easily?"
Pranali ne apni aankhein band ki. Uske dimaag mein kaali SUV, Munna ki hawas bhari baatein aur wo seat par gira hua apna hi garm ras yaad aa gaya. "Wo... Munna ji station pe the. Unhe pata chala tha main akele aa rahi hoon Aarav ke saath, toh unhone hi drop kar diya gadi se."
Soham udhar se khush hote hue bola, "Sahi mein? Munna bhaiya kitne helpful hain yaar. Jab main wapas aaunga toh unhe zaroor ghar khane par bulaunga. Unhone Aarav ki jaan bachayi thi, aur ab tumhara itna khayal rakh rahe hain. Tum aaram karo jaan, main kal subah call karta hoon. Miss you."
"Miss you too... bye," Pranali ne call kaat diya. Uska pati us insaan ko devta maan raha tha jo asal mein uski patni ki izzat ka roz shikaar kar raha tha. Ye thought use darrata bhi tha aur andar hi andar ek kinky thrill bhi deta tha.
Lekin is darr aur thrill ke beech, Pranali ko ek alag tarah ki kami mehsoos ho rahi thi. Ek aisi pyaas jo Munna ki darindgi nahi bujha sakti thi. Use us pyaar aur care ki yaad aane lagi jo use Mumbai mein mili thi.
Usne wardrobe khola aur ek bohot hi patli, silky maroon nighty pehan li. Nighty ka gala kaafi deep tha, aur uski bra-less heavy cleavages saaf jhalak rahi thi. Bed par let kar, usne blanket apne pairon par daala aur ek number dial kiya.
Do ring ke baad hi phone uth gaya.
"Hello..." dusri taraf se ek deep, manly, aur behad romantic aawaz aayi. Ye Sharad Shukla tha.
"So gaye the kya?" Pranali ne dheemi, nakhrili aawaz mein pucha. Uska tone bilkul badal gaya tha. Ab wo kisi ki dari hui biwi nahi thi, balki ek nayi-nayi pyaar mein padhi girlfriend lag rahi thi.
"Tumhare khayalon se chhutti mile, tab toh neend aaye," Sharad hassa. "Pahunch gayi Mirzapur? Wahan ki hawa lagte hi meri yaad aane lagi?"
Pranali sharma gayi, uske gaal laal ho gaye aur wo bed par palti maarte hue boli, "Mumbai chhodne ka mann hi nahi kar raha tha Sharad. Tumhara wo flat... marine drive... aur tum."
"Sirf baatein, ya wo raat bhi yaad aa rahi hai jab tum mere upar baithi thi aur humne pure bed ki chadar gili kar di thi?" Sharad ne thodi dirty aur deep aawaz mein kaha.
Pranali ne apne honth daanto tale daba liye. "Sharad... besharam ho tum. Par sach kahun... main bohot miss kar rahi hoon tumhe. Yahan is kamre mein akele neend nahi aa rahi. Lag raha hai jaise tum abhi bhi mere paas ho, mujhe chhu rahe ho."
Sharad ki saansein phone par bhari hone lagi. "Agar main wahan hota, toh us nighty ko faad kar tumhe abhi bed par patak deta, Pranali. Tumhari wo tight pussy aur tumhari siskiyan... pagal kar diya hai tumne Jaunpur ke is don ko."
Pranali ki band pussy mein fir se ek halki si garmi daud gayi. Ye romance aur dirty talk ka mix use Sharad ki deewani bana raha tha. "Baatein mat banao. Jab aogi na milne, tab bataungi. Abhi ke liye... goodnight baby."
"Goodnight. Par akele neend nahi aayegi mujhe. Ek picture bhej do, jise dekh kar main aaj raat kaat sakun," Sharad ne demand ki.




Pranali muskurayi. Call disconnect karke usne front camera on kiya. Usne maroon nighty ke ek strap ko halke se kandhe se niche sarka diya. Uski left breast ka gora hissa aur gehra cleavage bilkul clear dikh raha tha. Bheege, messy baal, aadhi khuli nashiili aankhein, aur hothon par ek halki si muskaan. Click.

Usne bina kuch likhe wo hot selfie Sharad ko WhatsApp par send kar di.
Do second baad hi Sharad ka reply aaya: "Pura aag laga rahi ho... Kal hi Jaunpur se nikalne ka plan banata hoon. Tumhare is jism ko toh ab main hi poori tarah nichodunga. Keep it wet for me."
Pranali ke jism mein jhurjhuri daud gayi. Usne phone side mein rakha aur aankhein band kar li. Ek taraf Munna ki hawas aur darr, aur dusri taraf Sharad ka junoon aur pyaar. Wo is bhool-bhulaiya mein buri tarah phans chuki thi.



Tripathi Kothi - Mirzapur

Kothi ke ek bade se aalishan kamre mein, Kaleen Bhaiya apne aasan (chair) par baithe the. Kamre ki roshni halki thi. Unke haath mein ek glass whiskey thi aur chehre par wo hamesha ki tarah shaant, par khaufnaak expression tha.
Darwaza khula aur Maqbool andar aaya. Uski chaal mein hamesha ek adab hota tha.
"Bhaiya... ek khabar hai," Maqbool ne sir jhuka kar kaha.
Kaleen Bhaiya ne apna whiskey ka glass table par rakha aur apni gardan ghumayi. "Bolo Maqbool."
"Pranali Sharma... wapas aa chuki hai shahar mein. Gadi se Munna bhaiya hi unhe drop karke aaye hain. Par usse badi khabar ye hai bhaiya... hamare aadmiyon ne jo khabar Mumbai se nikali thi, wo bilkul sach hai. Pranali ka milna-julna Jaunpur wale Sharad Shukla ke saath chal raha hai. Wo dono hotel mein bhi saath the."
Kaleen Bhaiya ke hothon par ek bohot hi dheemi, zehrili aur jaanleva muskurahat tair gayi. Unhone wapas glass uthaya aur ek sip liya.
"Munna ko ye baat pata hai?" Kaleen ne pucha.
"Nahi bhaiya. Munna bhaiya ko lagta hai ki aurat sirf unse darti hai aur unke niche dabi hui hai. Unhe Sharad ke baare mein koi bhanak nahi hai."
Kaleen Bhaiya dhire se hase. Ye hansi kisi toofan ke aane se pehle ki shanti jaisi thi. Unhone apni aankhein choti ki aur bole, "Sahi kehte hain Maqbool... aurat jab apni chaal chalti hai na, toh bade-bade mardon ki aukaat mitti mein mil jati hai. Hamara ladka (Munna) us aurat ke jism ka bhookha hai, par Sharad... Sharad us aurat ke ishq mein pagal ho raha hai."
Kaleen Bhaiya apni seat se khade hue aur khidki ke paas jaakar pure Mirzapur ko dekhne lage.
"Sharad Shukla hamara dushman hai. Jaunpur par humari nazar kab se hai, par wo lomdi hamare haath nahi aa rahi thi. Par ab... ab us lomdi ki gardan is Pranali Sharma ki choot mein phansi hui hai," Kaleen Bhaiya ne bohot hi gandi par sateek bhasha ka istemaal karte hue apna masterplan samjhaya.
"Bhaiya, hukum karein. Kya karna hai?" Maqbool ne pucha.
"Kuch nahi Maqbool. Is aurat ko ek 'Mohra' (Pawn) ki tarah istemaal karenge. Munna aur Sharad dono is ek aurat ke liye bhidenge. Sharad apna dil aur dimaag dono khokar Mirzapur aayega is aurat se milne... aur jab wo yahan aayega, tab hum uska shikaar karenge. Sharad marega, Jaunpur hamara hoga, aur uske baad..." Kaleen Bhaiya ruke.
"Uske baad Pranali Sharma ka kya hoga bhaiya?"
Kaleen Bhaiya ke chehre par ek dark hawas chamki. "Jo aurat Mirzapur ke do sabse taakatwar mardon ko apne aage ghutne tikwa sakti hai, us aurat ka aakhri thikana Tripathi Kothi ka master bedroom hona chahiye. Munna use khel samajh raha hai, Sharad use pyaar... par main... main use is raj-gaddi ki rani banaunga. Apni rakhail (mistress) banaunga."
Kaleen Bhaiya ne apna whiskey ka glass ek hi ghoont mein khatam kiya aur khali glass table par patak diya.
"Mirzapur ka naya khel shuru ho chuka hai Maqbool. Baazi bich chuki hai."