Incest Nayi Bahu Ki Suhagrat (sabhi mard se)

[BruceWayne13579]

**Part 2: Suhagrat Ki Pehli Baat – Dil Ki Baat**

Baraat khatam hone ke baad ghar mein ek alag si khamoshi chha gayi thi. Mehman chale gaye the, courtyard ki lights band ho chuki thi. Sirf bedroom ki dim yellow bulb jal rahi thi, aur rose petals bed pe bikhere hue the. Zoya abhi bhi apna heavy red lehenga pehne baithi thi, jewellery ki wajah se thak gayi thi lekin chehra pe ek halki si nervous smile thi.

Bilal ne darwaza lock kiya aur uske paas baith gaya. Usne dheere se uska haath pakda.

Bilal: "Zoya… aaj se tu meri biwi hai. Main jaanta hoon yeh sab naya hai tere liye. Ghar bada hai, log bohot hain… agar kuch uncomfortable lage toh bata dena, okay?"

Zoya ne sir jhuka ke haath mein haath rakha. "Haan Bilal… main bhi thodi nervous hoon. Itna pyar, itni khidmat… sab log itne ache hain. Bas… main nahi chahti ki koi galatfahmi ho."

Bilal ne muskuraya aur uske maathe pe kiss kiya. "Koi galatfahmi nahi hogi. Main tere saath hoon hamesha."

Tabhi darwaza halke se knock hua. Bilal ne uth ke khola — **sasur ji (Aslam)** aur **dada sasur (Haji Abdul Rahman)** dono andar aaye. Dono ke chehre pe thodi si seriousness thi, lekin aankhon mein pyar.

Aslam: "Beta Zoya, hum bas dua dene aaye the. Thodi der baith sakte hain?"

Zoya ne jaldi se uth ke pair chhuye. "Ji sasur ji, dada ji… aaiye baithiye."

Dono bed ke paas wali sofa pe baith gaye. Dada ji ne dheere se shuru kiya.

Dada: "Beta, yeh ghar ab tera bhi hai. Hum sab ek hain… lekin ek baat dil se dil tak kehna chahte hain. Hamari family mein kuch traditions hain jo bahar ke log nahi samajhte. Hum chahte hain tu khush rahe, lekin agar tu na chahe toh bilkul force nahi karenge."

Zoya ki aankhein badi ho gayi. "Traditions? Kaunsi traditions, dada ji?"

Aslam ne saans le ke bola: "Zoya… yeh ghar mein sab log bohot close hain. Pyar sirf shabdon mein nahi, kabhi-kabhi haathon se, jism se bhi dikhaate hain. Bilal ke saath toh tu patni hai, lekin hum baki sab bhi tera pyar chahte hain… agar tu bhi chahe. Sasur, dada, devar — sab. Yeh hamara tareeka hai family ko mazboot rakhne ka. Lekin yeh sirf tabhi, jab tu 100% haan kahe. Ek baar mana kiya toh kabhi baat nahi uthayenge. Tu sirf Bilal ki biwi rahegi, aur hum sab tujhe utna hi izzat denge."

Zoya ka chehra laal ho gaya. Woh bilkul chup ho gayi, haath kaanp rahe the. Bilal ne uske kandhe pe haath rakha.

Bilal: "Zoya… main bhi yahi chahta hoon ki tu khush rahe. Agar tu nahi chahti, toh main sabko mana kar dunga. Yeh meri zimmedari hai tujhe protect karna."

Tabhi darwaza phir khula — **devar Ali** andar aaya, haath mein ek glass paani. Usne scene dekha aur ruk gaya.

Ali: "Bhabhi… main bas paani laaya tha. Sorry agar disturb kiya."

Zoya ne Ali ko dekha, phir sabko. Uski aankhon mein confusion, darr, aur thoda sa curiosity tha.

Zoya (dheere se): "Main… main samajh rahi hoon. Yeh sab bohot achanak hai. Main ek middle-class family se hoon… aisi baatein kabhi sochi nahi. Sasur ji, dada ji… aap log itne bade hain, izzat wale… phir bhi yeh?"

Dada ji ne muskurate hue kaha: "Beta, izzat jism se nahi, dil se hoti hai. Agar tu haan kahegi, toh hum tujhe rani ki tarah treat karenge. Har khwahish poori karenge — paisa, comfort, pyar, sab kuch. Tu family ki center ban jayegi. Lekin agar na kahegi, toh kal se sab normal — tu sirf Bilal ki biwi, hum sab tere saas-sasur, devar jaise hi rahenge. Koi badlaav nahi."

Aslam ne add kiya: "Soch le beta. Aaj raat hi faisla bata dena. Hum wait karenge. Force nahi, kabhi nahi."

Zoya ne sar jhuka liya. "Main… mujhe thoda time chahiye. Sochne ke liye. Bilal… tum kya chahte ho?"

Bilal ne uska haath zor se pakda. "Main chahta hoon tu jo bhi decide kare, woh dil se kare. Agar haan, toh main khush hoon — family aur close ho jayegi. Agar na, toh bhi main tujhe utna hi pyar karunga. Tu meri priority hai."

Zoya ne aankhein band ki, saans li. Room mein sannata tha — sirf clock ki tik-tik.

Phir woh dheere se boli: "Main… abhi jawab nahi de sakti. Mujhe raat bhar sochne do. Kal subah bataungi. Theek hai?"

Sab ne sir hila diya.

Dada ji: "Theek hai beta. Kal subah chai pe baat karenge. Ab tu araam kar."

Sab uth gaye. Ali ne last mein Zoya ko dekha — uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi. Woh chupke se muskuraya aur bahar chala gaya.

Darwaza band hone ke baad Bilal ne Zoya ko gale lagaya.

Bilal: "Jo bhi decide karegi… main tere saath hoon."

Zoya ne uske seene pe sir rakha. "Bilal… main darr rahi hoon… lekin thoda sa excited bhi hoon. Yeh sab soch ke hi dil tez dhadak raha hai."

Woh dono bed pe let gaye — sirf baatein ki, haath pakde hue. Zoya ke dimag mein sab ghum raha tha: sasur ji ka mature touch, dada ji ki izzat wali awaaz, Ali ki jawani, Bilal ka pyar… aur yeh naya "family pyar" ka idea.

Subah tak woh so nahi payi — sochti rahi… haan ya na?

Zoya ne dheere se uth ke dekha. Darwaza khula toh **sasuma (Shabana Begum, 48 saal)** aur **sister-in-law (Ayesha, 24 saal)** andar aayi. Dono ne simple nighty pehni thi – sasuma ki nighty thodi loose, uske bhare hue boobs aur gaand ka shape saaf dikhta tha, Ayesha ki tight wali, cleavage dikhta hua. Dono ke chehre pe pyar bhari smile thi, lekin aankhon mein kuch gehra raaz tha.

Sasuma ne dheere se bed ke paas aake baith gayi, Zoya ke sir pe haath rakha.

Sasuma: "Beta Zoya… hum dono sun rahe the ki tum soch rahi ho. Humne sab sun liya. Tension mat lo, hum yahan tumhari madad ke liye aaye hain. Dil ki baat karte hain."

Ayesha ne doosri taraf baith gayi, Zoya ke haath ko pakda.

Ayesha: "Bhabhi… hum dono jaanti hain yeh sab kitna confusing lagta hai pehli baar. Main bhi jab yeh ghar aayi thi, tab bilkul tumhari tarah thi – darr, sharm, aur thoda sa curiosity. Lekin ab… main bohot khush hoon."

Zoya ne dheere se poocha: "Aunty… didi… yeh sab sach mein hota hai? Sasur ji, dada ji, Bilal aur Ali… sab milkar…?"

Sasuma ne muskurate hue sar hilaya.

Sasuma: "Haan beta. Yeh hamari family ka sabse bada pyar hai. Main jab nayi bahu bani thi, tab Aslam ke saath pehli raat ke baad sasur ji aur dada ji ne mujhse baat ki thi bilkul waise hi. Unhone kaha tha – 'beta, yeh ghar mein pyar sirf do logon tak nahi rukta, poora family share karta hai.' Main bohot darr gayi thi pehle. Socha reject kar doongi. Lekin unhone force nahi kiya, sirf baat ki, samjhaya. Phir ek raat maine haan kaha… aur us raat se zindagi badal gayi."

Ayesha ne thoda sharmate hue add kiya.

Ayesha: "Main bhi jab shaadi hui thi, tab Bilal ke saath pehli raat ke baad yeh sab hua. Pehle toh maine mana kar diya tha. Lekin ammi ne mujhse baat ki, kaha – 'beta, yeh pyar hai, incestuous love hai jo family ko mazboot banata hai.' Main sochti rahi. Phir ek din maine haan kar diya. Us raat… aabu jaan, dada ji, Bilal bhai aur Ali ne mujhe poora pyar diya. Chaar mardon ne milkar mujhe choda – pehle dheere dheere, phir zor zor se. Meri choot, gaand, muh sab bhara. Pehli baar dard hua, lekin phir itna maza aaya ki main jhadti rahi. Woh sab itne caring the – har baar poochte the 'theek hai beta?', 'aur chahiye?'. Ab main roz unke saath enjoy karti hoon. Yeh incestuous love hai – bilkul alag, bohot gehra."

Zoya ki saansein tez ho gayi thi. Usne poocha: "Aur… aap logon ko bura nahi lagta? Society, guilt…?"

Sasuma ne Zoya ke gaal pe haath phera, bohot pyar se.

Sasuma: "Beta, guilt toh pehle hota tha. Lekin jab dekha ki family kitni khush hai, sab ek doosre ke liye jeete hain, toh guilt chala gaya. Ab yeh hamara normal pyar hai. Sasur ji mujhe raat ko apne room mein bulaate hain, mujhe massage dete hain jo kabhi kabhi sex mein badal jaata hai. Ali aur Bilal dono mujhe apni maa ki tarah pyar karte hain lekin jism se bhi. Hum sab enjoy karte hain – gangbang wali raatein, double penetration, triple bhi kabhi kabhi. Maza itna aata hai ki subah uth ke bhi mann karta hai phir se. Agar tum haan kahogi, toh tum bhi yeh sab feel karogi – special privileges milenge: sab tumhari khwahish poore karenge, tum family ki rani ban jaogi. Aur pyar… itna gehra pyar ki kabhi akela mehsoos nahi karogi."

Ayesha ne Zoya ke haath ko zor se dabaya.

Ayesha: "Bhabhi… main bataun? Pehli baar jab chaaron ne mujhe choda, main cheekh uthi thi maza se. aabu jaan ji ne pehle choot mein daala, dada ji ne muh mein, Bilal bhai ne gaand mein try kiya (dheere dheere), Ali ne boobs choosa. Sab ek saath… main pagal ho gayi. Jhadti rahi 4-5 baar. Ab toh hum sab milkar plan karte hain – kab kaun si raat kis ke saath. Yeh incestuous love hai jo bahar nahi dikhta, lekin andar se family ko jodta hai."

Zoya chup thi. Uske dimag mein sab ghum raha tha – darr, excitement, guilt, aur thoda sa arousal. Usne dheere se poocha.

Zoya: "Aur agar main na kahun… toh?"

Sasuma ne pyar se kaha: "Toh kuch nahi badlega beta. Tu sirf Bilal ki biwi rahegi. Hum sab tujhe utni hi izzat denge, pyar denge. Koi badlaav nahi. Yeh sab tumhari marzi pe hai."

Ayesha ne muskurate hue add kiya: "Lekin agar haan kaha… toh kal se tum bhi humari tarah enjoy karogi. Soch lo bhabhi… raat bhar hai."

Dono uthne lagi. Sasuma ne Zoya ke maathe pe kiss kiya.

Sasuma: "Soch lena beta. Hum bahar wait kar rahe hain. Jab mann kare, bula lena."

Woh dono bahar chali gayi. Ab sirf Zoya aur Bilal the. Zoya ne Bilal ki taraf dekha, aankhon mein aansu aur excitement dono the.