29-03-2026, 08:47 PM
Zahreen aur Riya campus ke party ground ki taraf chal rahi thi. Raat
ka time tha, lights jagmagaa rahi thi, music ki dheemi dhun door se hi
sunai de rahi thi. Zahreen ka haath Riya ke haath mein tha – Riya ne
tightly pakad rakha tha, jaise wo kah rahi ho ki “main hoon na, dar
mat.”
Lekin Zahreen ke andar ek bada sa toofan chal raha tha.
Usne apni sky blue kurti ko neeche se thoda sa kheencha. Kurti fitted
thi, uske 34C boobs ko dheere se ubhaar rahi thi. Har kadam ke saath
uski gori skin ke upar fabric halka sa ragad raha tha, aur usko
mehsoos ho raha tha ki uske nipples thode se hard ho gaye hain. “Yeh
kya ho raha hai mujhe?” usne andar hi andar socha. Mummy ki call
abhi bhi kaan mein goonj rahi thi – “Burkha pehen ke hi college ja rahi
ho na beta?” Uske gaal garam ho gaye. Sharam ki ek lahar uske pure
badan mein fail gayi. “Agar mummy ko pata chal jaaye ki main party
mein ja rahi hoon… aur itne logon ke saamne… bina burkhe ke… wo
kya sochenge? Papa? Dadi ki rooh bhi shayad ro rahi hogi upar se.”
Par uske saath saath ek aur feeling thi – ek chhoti si, par tez hoti ja
rahi curiosity. Riya ke haath ka garam touch uski ungliyon pe abhi bhi
mehsoos ho raha tha. Jab Riya ne room mein hug kiya tha, tab dono
ke boobs ek dusre se takraaye the… wo soft, garam feeling abhi bhi
uske dil mein thi. “Riya itni freely sab karti hai… usko koi sharam nahi.
Aur main? Main itni sundar hoon, doodh jaisi gori… kasa hua badan…
phir bhi hamesha chhupati rahi. Kya ek baar… bas dekhne se hi kya
farak padega?”
Wo apne aap ko yaad dilane lagi – “Main sirf dekhungi. Dance nahi
karungi. Kisi se baat nahi karungi. Bas Riya ke saath rahungi aur
wapas aa jaungi.” Par uske dimag mein ek aur tasveer ban rahi thi –
party ke lights mein log usko dekhenge. Uski patli kamar, gol hips jo
leggings mein thoda thoda hil rahi thi… kya wo sab notice karenge?
Uske thighs ke beech ek halki si garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi jo pehle
kabhi nahi hui thi.
Riya ne uski taraf dekha aur muskurayi, “Zahreen… kya soch rahi hai
itna? Tera chehra laal ho raha hai. Nervous hai kya?”
Zahreen ne aankhein jhuka li, awaaz mein sharam bhari hui, “Riya…
bahut dar lag raha hai. Mummy ki baat yaad aa rahi hai. Main… main
aisi jagah pe kabhi nahi gayi. Sab log dekh rahe honge na? Mera…
mera figure… yeh kurti mein bhi boobs thode ubhar rahe hain. Log kya
kya sochenge? Main bilkul alag mehsoos kar rahi hoon… jaise mera
badan khud ko pehchaan raha ho.”
Riya ne uske haath ko aur tightly squeeze kiya aur dheere se uske
kaan ke paas boli, “Arre pagli… yeh sharam hi toh tujhe itni hot bana
rahi hai. Dekh, teri yeh gori skin lights mein kitni chamak rahi hai. Teri
kamar… hips… sab perfect hai. Curiosity ko mat rok. Bas feel kar. Main
hoon na saath mein. Agar uncomfortable lage toh turant wapas
chalenge. Promise.”
Party ground ke gate pe pahunchte hi music zor se sunai dene laga.
Lights colorful thi, log has rahe the, dance floor pe couples aur groups
hil rahe the. Zahreen ka dil zor-zor se dhadakne laga. Usne apne
boobs ko jhuk kar dekha – kurti ka neck thoda sa low tha, collarbone
ki gori line saaf dikh rahi thi. Uske nipples ab aur bhi sensitive lag rahe
Rahe the, fabric se ragad ke. Sharam ne usko rokne ki koshish ki –
“Wapas chal jaa Zahreen… yeh teri izzat hai” – par curiosity ne dheere
se kaha, “Bas ek nazar toh dekh le… kaisa feel hota hai yeh sab.”
Wo Riya ke saath andar kadam rakhte hi ruk gayi. Uski saans tez ho
gayi thi. Badan pe paseena aa raha tha, par wo paseena bhi uski gori
skin ko aur chamka raha tha.
Riya ne uske kaan mein fursat se kaha, “Dekha? Sab normal hai. Tu
kitni beautiful lag rahi hai. Ab bata… andar chalna hai ya wapas?”
Zahreen ne gehri saans li. Uske andar sharam aur curiosity dono ek
dusre se lad rahe the… aur curiosity dheere dheere jeet rahi thi.
Zahreen aur Riya party ground ke andar kadam rakhte hi lights aur
music ne unko lapet liya. Dheemi blue aur pink lights har taraf chamak
chamak rahi thi, log has rahe the, groups mein baatein kar rahe the
aur dance floor pe thoda thoda hil rahe the. Zahreen ka dil zor-zor se
dhadak raha tha. Usne apni sky blue kurti ko neeche se ek baar phir
se kheencha, par wo fitted thi – uske 34C boobs ko dheere se ubhaar
rahi thi, collarbone ki gori line saaf dikh rahi thi. Har saans ke saath
fabric uski sensitive skin pe ragad raha tha, aur uske nipples thode se
tight feel ho rahe the. “Yeh kya jagah hai… sab itne freely ghum rahe
hain,” usne andar hi andar socha. Sharam ki ek gehri lahar uske pet se
se hote hue uski taangon tak pahunch gayi.
Riya uske paas khadi thi, normal smile ke saath. “Dekha? Sab maza
kar rahe hain. Tu relax kar na Zahreen. Bas thodi der yahan khade reh,
phir dekhte hain.”
Zahreen ne sirf haan mein sir hila diya, par uski aankhein neeche
jhuki
hui thi. Uske dimag mein abhi bhi mummy ki awaaz goonj rahi thi –
“Burkha pehen ke hi college ja rahi ho na beta?” Usne socha, “Main
yahan kya kar rahi hoon? Yeh sab… mere liye nahi hai. Main toh
hamesha ghar ki izzat rakhti aayi hoon. Par phir bhi… yeh feeling…
andar kuch alag sa ho raha hai. Jaise mera badan khud ko pehchaan
raha ho… itni gori skin, itna kasa hua figure… kya log notice kar rahe
honge?”
Tabhi uski nazar ek ladke pe padi.
Wo ek good-looking student tha – tall, sharp jawline, dark curly hairs,
fitted shirt mein muscular body. Wo door se hi Zahreen ko ghoor
ghoor ke dekh raha tha. Uski aankhein uske chehre se hote hue uske
boobs tak, phir patli kamar se hote hue uski gol hips aur white
leggings mein chamakti hui taangon tak ruk gayi. Nazar hat-ti hi nahi
thi. Intense thi… jaise wo usko pura absorb kar raha ho.
Zahreen ka pura badan ekdum se garam ho gaya. Uske gaal laal pad
gaye, phir uski neck bhi. Pasina chhootne laga – pehle sirf forehead
pe, phir uski gori collarbone pe halke halke boond ban gaye. Kurti ka
fabric ab uski skin se chipak raha tha, boobs ke ubhar aur bhi zyada
saaf dikh rahe the. Uske thighs ke beech ek ajnabi si garmi fail gayi
thi, jo sharam se aur tez ho rahi thi. “Ohh ,.'… wo mujhe aise kyun
dekh raha hai?” usne dil mein chillayi. “Mera badan… mera figure… wo
sab dekh raha hai. Mere boobs… meri kamar… logon ke saamne itna
sab… main kya kar rahi hoon yahan? Sharam se mar jaungi.”
Uski saans tez ho gayi. Haath thande pad gaye, par badan pe paseena
paseena aur tez chhoot raha tha. Wo apne aap ko sambhal nahi pa
rahi thi. Curiosity jo thodi si jagi thi, ab sharam ke saamne bilkul
chhoti pad gayi. “Yeh galat hai… main aisi jagah pe nahi reh sakti.
Mera dil toot raha hai… dadi ki yaad, mummy papa ki izzat… sab yaad
aa raha hai.”
Usne turant Riya ka haath pakad liya aur kaanpati awaaz mein boli,
“Riya… please… wapas chalte hain. Main yahan nahi reh sakti. Pls
Riya… ham jayenge hostel ko. Abhi. Mujhe bahut… bahut sharam aa
rahi hai. Wo ladka… wo mujhe aise ghoor raha tha… mera pura badan
pasine se bhig gaya hai. Main… main nahi handle kar pa rahi.”
Riya ne uski taraf dekha, thoda surprised. “Arre Zahreen… kya hua?
Bas abhi toh aaye hain. Wo ladka? Arre normal hai yaar, tu itni
beautiful hai toh log dekhte hi hain. Relax kar na… main hoon na
saath mein.”
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Zahreen raat ko hostel room mein wapas aate hi bed pe let gayi thi.
Usne apni sky blue kurti utaar di aur ek loose night suit pehen liya, par
par uska badan abhi bhi paseene se bhiga hua tha. Riya ne usko paani
paani diya aur dheere se boli, “Sorry yaar… maine force kiya. Par tu itni hot lag rahi thi wahan… wo ladke ki nazar dekh ke bhi tera figure aur
zyada chamak raha tha.” Zahreen ne sirf aankhein band kar li, kuch
nahi bola. Par andar uske dil mein Riya ki yeh baat ghum rahi thi –
“hot lag rahi thi… figure chamak raha tha.” Usne takiye mein muh
chhupa liya aur sochne lagi, “Main kyun itna sharma rahi hoon? Aur
kyun… yeh feeling andar garam kar rahi hai?”
Subah uth kar dono college ke liye ready hue. Zahreen ke dil ka ek
hissa use phir se koi simple par fitted kurti aur jeans pehnane ko keh
raha tha taaki kurti se uske 34C boobs dheere dheere se highlight ho,
esi kurti jisse uski gori collarbone saaf dikhe. Esi Jeans jisse logo ko
uski patli kamar aur gol hips ki perfect shape dikhe . Par mirror ke
saamne khadi hui toh use kal shaam ki baat yaad aane lag gyi, uske
dimaag me chal raha tha “Kal ki baat yaad aa rahi hai… Sab kal kese
mujhe party me ghur rahe the.... wo ladka, uski nazre..... Ese lag raha
tha jaise wo mere kapdo ke paar mere nange badan ko dekh sakta
tha..... aaj class mein sab log honge...... Kya hoga Aaj? Pata nahi.....
Chutti lelu kya? Nahi chutti nahi lungi..... main ek baar try karke
dekhna chahti thi..... jo ki Maine kal try kar liya..... bas ab aur nahi.....
ab main dubara apne purane tareeke ke kapde pehanungi”
Ye baat dil me thaan kar or apne ghar walo ki izzat or unke riti riwaazo
ka soch kar Zahreen ne white colour ka full sleeves salwar suit pehna.
Kameez ka gala pura band tha. Usne duppate ko bhi ese apne sir pe
oda tha taaki sirf uska chehra dikhaai de..... Wo to college me allowed
nahi tha varna Zahreen to burkha pehen ke hi college chali jaati.....
Zahreen jab puri tarah taiyaar ho gyi to usko dekh kar Riya thoda
chounk gayi..... Usne socha tha ki kal raat ko itna khulne ke baad
Zahreen thode modern kapde pehnegi par wo to ulta apne pure
andaaz me wapas aa gayi..... Par Riya ne use kuch nahi kaha..... Wo
Zahreen ko or uncomfortable nahi karna chahti thi..... Dono dosto ne
breakfast Kiya hostel ke mess me or college ke liye nikal gaye.....
College pahunchte hi first lecture tha – Business Management.
Zahreen class mein front row mein baith gayi. Riya uske bagal mein hi
baith gayi. Professor ne roll call kiya aur phir bola, “Zahreen Khan…
tumne B.Com mein top kiya tha Lucknow se. Aaj pehle class test ka
result bata raha hoon – Zahreen ne highest marks paaye hain. Topper
of the class!”
Pura class taaliyan bajaane laga. Ladke ladkiyan uski taraf dekh rahe
the. Zahreen ka chehra laal ho gaya. Wo jhuk kar baith gayi, haath
apni kurti ke neeche daba ke. “Sab dekh rahe hain… meri taraf,” usne
socha. Ki kahi Uske boobs ya bra ki straps kurte se dikh to nahi rahe
the, uski saans tez ho gyi thi ye sochkar......
Riya ne uske kaan ke paas dheere se fusfusakar kaha, “Waah
Zahreen… topper bhi aur itni khubsurat bhi. Kal raat party me chaar
chaand lagane ke baad Ladke toh line laga denge aaj tere liye.”
Zahreen ka pura badan garam ho gaya. Uske gaal aur bhi laal pad
gaye. “Riya… aise mat bolo na,” usne kaanpati awaaz mein bola, par
awaaz bahut halki thi. Uske nipples kurti ke andar hard hone lage the
– fabric se halki si ragad se unmein ek ajnabi si garmi fail rahi thi. Wo
apni thighs ko ek dusre se tightly press kar ke baith gayi, sharam se
pasina chhootne laga forehead pe.
Lecture shuru hua, par Riya ne thodi der baad phir se dheere se uske
kaan mein bola, “Teri kamar itni patli hai… aur hips itne gol… Tu chahe
jitna bhi apne badan ko chhupa le koi faaida nahi. Kal party mein wo
ladka ghoor raha tha na? Aaj bhi yahan sab notice kar rahe hain tujhe.
To be continued......
ka time tha, lights jagmagaa rahi thi, music ki dheemi dhun door se hi
sunai de rahi thi. Zahreen ka haath Riya ke haath mein tha – Riya ne
tightly pakad rakha tha, jaise wo kah rahi ho ki “main hoon na, dar
mat.”
Lekin Zahreen ke andar ek bada sa toofan chal raha tha.
Usne apni sky blue kurti ko neeche se thoda sa kheencha. Kurti fitted
thi, uske 34C boobs ko dheere se ubhaar rahi thi. Har kadam ke saath
uski gori skin ke upar fabric halka sa ragad raha tha, aur usko
mehsoos ho raha tha ki uske nipples thode se hard ho gaye hain. “Yeh
kya ho raha hai mujhe?” usne andar hi andar socha. Mummy ki call
abhi bhi kaan mein goonj rahi thi – “Burkha pehen ke hi college ja rahi
ho na beta?” Uske gaal garam ho gaye. Sharam ki ek lahar uske pure
badan mein fail gayi. “Agar mummy ko pata chal jaaye ki main party
mein ja rahi hoon… aur itne logon ke saamne… bina burkhe ke… wo
kya sochenge? Papa? Dadi ki rooh bhi shayad ro rahi hogi upar se.”
Par uske saath saath ek aur feeling thi – ek chhoti si, par tez hoti ja
rahi curiosity. Riya ke haath ka garam touch uski ungliyon pe abhi bhi
mehsoos ho raha tha. Jab Riya ne room mein hug kiya tha, tab dono
ke boobs ek dusre se takraaye the… wo soft, garam feeling abhi bhi
uske dil mein thi. “Riya itni freely sab karti hai… usko koi sharam nahi.
Aur main? Main itni sundar hoon, doodh jaisi gori… kasa hua badan…
phir bhi hamesha chhupati rahi. Kya ek baar… bas dekhne se hi kya
farak padega?”
Wo apne aap ko yaad dilane lagi – “Main sirf dekhungi. Dance nahi
karungi. Kisi se baat nahi karungi. Bas Riya ke saath rahungi aur
wapas aa jaungi.” Par uske dimag mein ek aur tasveer ban rahi thi –
party ke lights mein log usko dekhenge. Uski patli kamar, gol hips jo
leggings mein thoda thoda hil rahi thi… kya wo sab notice karenge?
Uske thighs ke beech ek halki si garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi jo pehle
kabhi nahi hui thi.
Riya ne uski taraf dekha aur muskurayi, “Zahreen… kya soch rahi hai
itna? Tera chehra laal ho raha hai. Nervous hai kya?”
Zahreen ne aankhein jhuka li, awaaz mein sharam bhari hui, “Riya…
bahut dar lag raha hai. Mummy ki baat yaad aa rahi hai. Main… main
aisi jagah pe kabhi nahi gayi. Sab log dekh rahe honge na? Mera…
mera figure… yeh kurti mein bhi boobs thode ubhar rahe hain. Log kya
kya sochenge? Main bilkul alag mehsoos kar rahi hoon… jaise mera
badan khud ko pehchaan raha ho.”
Riya ne uske haath ko aur tightly squeeze kiya aur dheere se uske
kaan ke paas boli, “Arre pagli… yeh sharam hi toh tujhe itni hot bana
rahi hai. Dekh, teri yeh gori skin lights mein kitni chamak rahi hai. Teri
kamar… hips… sab perfect hai. Curiosity ko mat rok. Bas feel kar. Main
hoon na saath mein. Agar uncomfortable lage toh turant wapas
chalenge. Promise.”
Party ground ke gate pe pahunchte hi music zor se sunai dene laga.
Lights colorful thi, log has rahe the, dance floor pe couples aur groups
hil rahe the. Zahreen ka dil zor-zor se dhadakne laga. Usne apne
boobs ko jhuk kar dekha – kurti ka neck thoda sa low tha, collarbone
ki gori line saaf dikh rahi thi. Uske nipples ab aur bhi sensitive lag rahe
Rahe the, fabric se ragad ke. Sharam ne usko rokne ki koshish ki –
“Wapas chal jaa Zahreen… yeh teri izzat hai” – par curiosity ne dheere
se kaha, “Bas ek nazar toh dekh le… kaisa feel hota hai yeh sab.”
Wo Riya ke saath andar kadam rakhte hi ruk gayi. Uski saans tez ho
gayi thi. Badan pe paseena aa raha tha, par wo paseena bhi uski gori
skin ko aur chamka raha tha.
Riya ne uske kaan mein fursat se kaha, “Dekha? Sab normal hai. Tu
kitni beautiful lag rahi hai. Ab bata… andar chalna hai ya wapas?”
Zahreen ne gehri saans li. Uske andar sharam aur curiosity dono ek
dusre se lad rahe the… aur curiosity dheere dheere jeet rahi thi.
Zahreen aur Riya party ground ke andar kadam rakhte hi lights aur
music ne unko lapet liya. Dheemi blue aur pink lights har taraf chamak
chamak rahi thi, log has rahe the, groups mein baatein kar rahe the
aur dance floor pe thoda thoda hil rahe the. Zahreen ka dil zor-zor se
dhadak raha tha. Usne apni sky blue kurti ko neeche se ek baar phir
se kheencha, par wo fitted thi – uske 34C boobs ko dheere se ubhaar
rahi thi, collarbone ki gori line saaf dikh rahi thi. Har saans ke saath
fabric uski sensitive skin pe ragad raha tha, aur uske nipples thode se
tight feel ho rahe the. “Yeh kya jagah hai… sab itne freely ghum rahe
hain,” usne andar hi andar socha. Sharam ki ek gehri lahar uske pet se
se hote hue uski taangon tak pahunch gayi.
Riya uske paas khadi thi, normal smile ke saath. “Dekha? Sab maza
kar rahe hain. Tu relax kar na Zahreen. Bas thodi der yahan khade reh,
phir dekhte hain.”
Zahreen ne sirf haan mein sir hila diya, par uski aankhein neeche
jhuki
hui thi. Uske dimag mein abhi bhi mummy ki awaaz goonj rahi thi –
“Burkha pehen ke hi college ja rahi ho na beta?” Usne socha, “Main
yahan kya kar rahi hoon? Yeh sab… mere liye nahi hai. Main toh
hamesha ghar ki izzat rakhti aayi hoon. Par phir bhi… yeh feeling…
andar kuch alag sa ho raha hai. Jaise mera badan khud ko pehchaan
raha ho… itni gori skin, itna kasa hua figure… kya log notice kar rahe
honge?”
Tabhi uski nazar ek ladke pe padi.
Wo ek good-looking student tha – tall, sharp jawline, dark curly hairs,
fitted shirt mein muscular body. Wo door se hi Zahreen ko ghoor
ghoor ke dekh raha tha. Uski aankhein uske chehre se hote hue uske
boobs tak, phir patli kamar se hote hue uski gol hips aur white
leggings mein chamakti hui taangon tak ruk gayi. Nazar hat-ti hi nahi
thi. Intense thi… jaise wo usko pura absorb kar raha ho.
Zahreen ka pura badan ekdum se garam ho gaya. Uske gaal laal pad
gaye, phir uski neck bhi. Pasina chhootne laga – pehle sirf forehead
pe, phir uski gori collarbone pe halke halke boond ban gaye. Kurti ka
fabric ab uski skin se chipak raha tha, boobs ke ubhar aur bhi zyada
saaf dikh rahe the. Uske thighs ke beech ek ajnabi si garmi fail gayi
thi, jo sharam se aur tez ho rahi thi. “Ohh ,.'… wo mujhe aise kyun
dekh raha hai?” usne dil mein chillayi. “Mera badan… mera figure… wo
sab dekh raha hai. Mere boobs… meri kamar… logon ke saamne itna
sab… main kya kar rahi hoon yahan? Sharam se mar jaungi.”
Uski saans tez ho gayi. Haath thande pad gaye, par badan pe paseena
paseena aur tez chhoot raha tha. Wo apne aap ko sambhal nahi pa
rahi thi. Curiosity jo thodi si jagi thi, ab sharam ke saamne bilkul
chhoti pad gayi. “Yeh galat hai… main aisi jagah pe nahi reh sakti.
Mera dil toot raha hai… dadi ki yaad, mummy papa ki izzat… sab yaad
aa raha hai.”
Usne turant Riya ka haath pakad liya aur kaanpati awaaz mein boli,
“Riya… please… wapas chalte hain. Main yahan nahi reh sakti. Pls
Riya… ham jayenge hostel ko. Abhi. Mujhe bahut… bahut sharam aa
rahi hai. Wo ladka… wo mujhe aise ghoor raha tha… mera pura badan
pasine se bhig gaya hai. Main… main nahi handle kar pa rahi.”
Riya ne uski taraf dekha, thoda surprised. “Arre Zahreen… kya hua?
Bas abhi toh aaye hain. Wo ladka? Arre normal hai yaar, tu itni
beautiful hai toh log dekhte hi hain. Relax kar na… main hoon na
saath mein.”
Zahreen raat ko hostel room mein wapas aate hi bed pe let gayi thi.
Usne apni sky blue kurti utaar di aur ek loose night suit pehen liya, par
par uska badan abhi bhi paseene se bhiga hua tha. Riya ne usko paani
paani diya aur dheere se boli, “Sorry yaar… maine force kiya. Par tu itni hot lag rahi thi wahan… wo ladke ki nazar dekh ke bhi tera figure aur
zyada chamak raha tha.” Zahreen ne sirf aankhein band kar li, kuch
nahi bola. Par andar uske dil mein Riya ki yeh baat ghum rahi thi –
“hot lag rahi thi… figure chamak raha tha.” Usne takiye mein muh
chhupa liya aur sochne lagi, “Main kyun itna sharma rahi hoon? Aur
kyun… yeh feeling andar garam kar rahi hai?”
Subah uth kar dono college ke liye ready hue. Zahreen ke dil ka ek
hissa use phir se koi simple par fitted kurti aur jeans pehnane ko keh
raha tha taaki kurti se uske 34C boobs dheere dheere se highlight ho,
esi kurti jisse uski gori collarbone saaf dikhe. Esi Jeans jisse logo ko
uski patli kamar aur gol hips ki perfect shape dikhe . Par mirror ke
saamne khadi hui toh use kal shaam ki baat yaad aane lag gyi, uske
dimaag me chal raha tha “Kal ki baat yaad aa rahi hai… Sab kal kese
mujhe party me ghur rahe the.... wo ladka, uski nazre..... Ese lag raha
tha jaise wo mere kapdo ke paar mere nange badan ko dekh sakta
tha..... aaj class mein sab log honge...... Kya hoga Aaj? Pata nahi.....
Chutti lelu kya? Nahi chutti nahi lungi..... main ek baar try karke
dekhna chahti thi..... jo ki Maine kal try kar liya..... bas ab aur nahi.....
ab main dubara apne purane tareeke ke kapde pehanungi”
Ye baat dil me thaan kar or apne ghar walo ki izzat or unke riti riwaazo
ka soch kar Zahreen ne white colour ka full sleeves salwar suit pehna.
Kameez ka gala pura band tha. Usne duppate ko bhi ese apne sir pe
oda tha taaki sirf uska chehra dikhaai de..... Wo to college me allowed
nahi tha varna Zahreen to burkha pehen ke hi college chali jaati.....
Zahreen jab puri tarah taiyaar ho gyi to usko dekh kar Riya thoda
chounk gayi..... Usne socha tha ki kal raat ko itna khulne ke baad
Zahreen thode modern kapde pehnegi par wo to ulta apne pure
andaaz me wapas aa gayi..... Par Riya ne use kuch nahi kaha..... Wo
Zahreen ko or uncomfortable nahi karna chahti thi..... Dono dosto ne
breakfast Kiya hostel ke mess me or college ke liye nikal gaye.....
College pahunchte hi first lecture tha – Business Management.
Zahreen class mein front row mein baith gayi. Riya uske bagal mein hi
baith gayi. Professor ne roll call kiya aur phir bola, “Zahreen Khan…
tumne B.Com mein top kiya tha Lucknow se. Aaj pehle class test ka
result bata raha hoon – Zahreen ne highest marks paaye hain. Topper
of the class!”
Pura class taaliyan bajaane laga. Ladke ladkiyan uski taraf dekh rahe
the. Zahreen ka chehra laal ho gaya. Wo jhuk kar baith gayi, haath
apni kurti ke neeche daba ke. “Sab dekh rahe hain… meri taraf,” usne
socha. Ki kahi Uske boobs ya bra ki straps kurte se dikh to nahi rahe
the, uski saans tez ho gyi thi ye sochkar......
Riya ne uske kaan ke paas dheere se fusfusakar kaha, “Waah
Zahreen… topper bhi aur itni khubsurat bhi. Kal raat party me chaar
chaand lagane ke baad Ladke toh line laga denge aaj tere liye.”
Zahreen ka pura badan garam ho gaya. Uske gaal aur bhi laal pad
gaye. “Riya… aise mat bolo na,” usne kaanpati awaaz mein bola, par
awaaz bahut halki thi. Uske nipples kurti ke andar hard hone lage the
– fabric se halki si ragad se unmein ek ajnabi si garmi fail rahi thi. Wo
apni thighs ko ek dusre se tightly press kar ke baith gayi, sharam se
pasina chhootne laga forehead pe.
Lecture shuru hua, par Riya ne thodi der baad phir se dheere se uske
kaan mein bola, “Teri kamar itni patli hai… aur hips itne gol… Tu chahe
jitna bhi apne badan ko chhupa le koi faaida nahi. Kal party mein wo
ladka ghoor raha tha na? Aaj bhi yahan sab notice kar rahe hain tujhe.
To be continued......
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