Adultery Shaadishuda Jhanvi aur Mature Uncles ki Garmi aur Deewangi

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Auto abhi bhi chal raha tha aur woh chaar uncle log apni gandi double-meaning baatein karte ja rahe the. Main beech mein baithi, saree ka pallu tightly pakde hue, chehra laal, aankhein neeche, par mann bilkul toofan mein tha. Har baat ke saath meri chut aur geeli ho rahi thi aur past ke saare experiences yaad aa rahe the.


Phir achanak auto ruk gaya.


Driver ne peeche mud kar bola, “Bhai log, yahan tak hi aa sakta hoon. Aage sadak kharab hai, paani bhar gaya hai. Sab utar lo.”


Mera dil zor se dhadakne laga. Ab kya? Main akeli thi in chaar mardon ke saath. Auto khali ho gaya tha, sirf hum paanch log bache the. Main dheere se uthi, par auto itna chhota tha ki uthne ke time mera badan unke badan se ragad gaya. Mera ek boob mota uncle ke kandhe se takraya aur dusra uncle ki jaangh pe mera haath pad gaya. Sharm se main aur laal ho gayi.


“Arre bhabhi, careful…” mota bagal wala uncle ne muskura kar kaha, par uski aankhein mere gehre cleavage pe thi.


Hum sab bahar nikle. Sadak par paani bhara hua tha aur aage ka rasta bahut kharab dikhta tha. Koi rickshaw ya taxi bhi nahi dikh raha tha. Main wahan khadi ho gayi, saree ke pallu se apne boobs ko thoda cover karne ki koshish kar rahi thi, par transparent material mein kuch chhup nahi raha tha.


Woh chaar uncle ek dusre ko dekhte hue muskura rahe the. Sabse mota uncle (jo auto mein mere bagal mein baitha tha) sabse pehle bola, apne dost logon ki taraf dekhte hue:


“Yaar, dekho na… aisi bhaari maal ko yahan akela chhod kar kaise jaa sakte hain? Upar se itna patla kapda, neeche se itni moti packing… thodi der saath chalna padega na? Warna yeh garam cheez thand mein bheeg jaayegi.”


Dusra uncle hans kar bola, “Haan bhai, aur yeh hips dekho… har kadam mein hil rahi hai jaise bol rahi ho ‘peeche se pakad lo’. Aisi cheez ko akela chhodna safe nahi. Koi experienced haath chahiye isko sambhalne ke liye… zor-zor se pakadne wala.”


Teesra uncle meri taraf dekhte hue, lekin baat dusre se karte hue bola, “Aur upar wale mamme… itne tight aur bhare hue. Lagta hai bahut dino se chuse nahi gaye. Ek baar haath laga kar dekh lo… kitna soft aur garam hoga. Doodh nikalne wala hai bilkul.”


Chautha uncle ne apni jeebh se hoth chaate hue kaha, “Bhai, aur neeche ki cheez… patle kapde mein saaf dikh raha hai ki andar bahut geela ho raha hoga. Aisi pyasi cheez ko thoda creamy relief dene ki zarurat hai. Warna yeh khud hi tapakne lagegi.”


Main wahan khadi unki baatein sun rahi thi. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Chehra itna laal ho chuka tha ki lag raha tha jal jaayega. Haath kaanp rahe the. Mann mein ek toofan tha:


‘Hayee bhagwan… yeh log ab seedha bol rahe hain. Ab auto mein nahi, khule sadak par. Meri chut abhi se bahut zyada geeli ho chuki hai. Past mein sirf baatein sunti thi, par aaj yeh log mujhe akeli pakad kar… kya karenge? Agar haath laga diye toh? Main mana kar paungi? Ya bas sharma kar chup rahungi? Mere nipples itne sakht ho gaye hain ki blouse ke upar se saaf dikh rahe honge. Gaand hil rahi hai chalte waqt… woh dekh rahe honge. Sharm aa rahi hai itni ki zameen phat jaaye aur main usme sama jaaun… par andar se ek pyas hai jo keh rahi hai – “thoda aur sun… thoda aur close aa jaane de.”’


Maine dheere se awaaz mein kaha, “Uncle… main… main chali jaungi. Koi rasta nahi hai kya?”


Mota uncle hans pada aur mere bilkul paas aa gaya. Uske badan ki garam smell mujhe aa rahi thi. Usne bola (ab seedha mujhe dekhte hue, par ab bhi thoda indirect), “Bhabhi, akele mat jaana. Hum sab saath chalte hain. Aapki tarah ki soft aur juicy cheez ko akela chhodna theek nahi… kahin koi aur haath laga de toh?”


Baki teeno uncle bhi mere charon taraf aa gaye. Ab main unke beech mein khadi thi. Unki aankhein mere boobs, kamar aur gaand pe ghum rahi thi. Koi haath nahi laga raha tha, par unki nazrein aur baatein mujhe chod rahi thi.


Maine sirf neeche dekha aur chup rahi. Par mann ke andar awaaz gunj rahi thi:


‘Jhanvi… yeh log ab aur close hain. Agar ek ne haath badhaya toh? Tera past bol raha hai ki tu aise uncles ki baaton se hi garam ho jaati hai. Aaj shayad asli khel shuru hone wala hai… par tu khud decide kar – rukegi ya aage badhegi?’


Auto toh ruk gaya tha… par mera yeh naya safar ab shuru hone wala tha.


Kya hoga aage? Main khud nahi jaanti… par sharm aur garam hone ka yeh silsila ab rukne wala nahi tha.


Auto ke baad jab hum sab bahar nikle aur woh chaar uncle log mujhe gher kar khade ho gaye, tab mujhe laga aaj toh meri khair nahi. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Unki aankhein mere gehre cleavage pe, transparent saree ke through dikh rahi meri jhangon pe aur hilti hui gaand pe ghum rahi thi. Mota uncle mere bilkul paas tha, uski garam saans mere chehre pe pad rahi thi. Main soch rahi thi – ‘Ab yeh log haath badha denge… meri chut itni geeli ho chuki hai par dar bhi bahut lag raha hai. Kya karungi main?’


Tabhi achanak se sadak ke us paar se 5-6 gunde log aa gaye. Sab jawan, 25-35 saal ke, tevar kharab, aur unke haathon mein chhuriyan aur knives chamak rahi thi. Unmein se ek ko main pehchaan gayi – woh rickshaw wala tha jo kabhi-kabhi market ke paas khada rehta tha. Uski aankhein mujhe dekhte hi chamak uthi.


“Arre wah… yeh toh maal hai bhai! Itni badi chuchiyan aur moti gaand wali memsaab akeli khadi hai. Aaj toh mazaa aa jayega!” ek gunda bola, knife ko ghumate hue.


Mere pair kaanpne lage. Main dar ke maare peeche hatne lagi, par uncle logon ne mujhe apne beech mein le liya. Mera dil bahut tez dhadak raha tha. ‘Hayee bhagwan… ab toh sach mein kuch ho jayega. Yeh gunde mujhe chhoo lenge… mere boobs pakad lenge… main kya karungi? Shadi-shuda hoon, bete ki maa hoon… par yeh sab dekh kar dar se meri saansein ruk rahi hain.’


Lekin jo hua, woh main kabhi nahi soch sakti thi.


Woh chaar uncle – jo abhi tak sirf gandi baatein kar rahe the – ekdum se sher ban gaye. Sabse mota uncle ne aage badh kar gunde se kaha, “Saale, peeche hat ja. Is bhabhi ko haath lagane ki himmat mat karna!”


Uske saath hi teeno dusre uncles bhi aa gaye. Unmein se ek ne bola, “Yeh hamari area ki bhabhi hai. Tum log yahan se nikal lo warna problem ho jayegi.”


Gunde hansne lage. “Arre buddhe uncles… tum log kya kar loge? Chalo, pehle is maal ko hum enjoy kar lete hain. Itni tight blouse mein chuchiyan dekh kar lund khada ho raha hai.”


Phir ladai shuru ho gayi.


Uncle log gunde se bhari-pad gaye. Mota uncle ne ek gunde ko muh pe mukka maara. Dusra uncle ne rickshaw wale ki knife haath se chheen li. Teesra uncle ne ek ko laat maari. Woh sab bahut strong the – unki hefty body aur experience kaam aa raha tha. Main wahan khadi sirf dar-dar ke dekhe ja rahi thi. Mera pura badan kaanp raha tha, haath muh pe rakh liye the.


“Uncle… please… chhod do…” main dar ke maare chillayi, par andar se unki himmat dekh kar ek alag si feeling aa rahi thi.


Ladai mein ek uncle ko knife ki vaar lag gayi. Uski baazu pe gehri cut aa gayi, khoon nikalne laga. Dusra uncle bhi thoda ghayal ho gaya – uske haath pe chot lagi. Phir bhi woh nahi ruke. Chaar uncles ne milkar un gundon ko bhaga diya. Rickshaw wala aur uske dost bhagte hue chale gaye, gaaliyan dete hue.


Ladai khatam hone ke baad woh chaar uncle mere paas aaye. Ek uncle ki baazu se khoon tapak raha tha, dusre ke haath pe cut tha. Woh sab saans phool rahe the, paseene se tar, par unki aankhein ab bhi mere boobs aur badan pe thi.


Mota uncle (jo sabse zyada ghayal tha) mere paas aaya aur dheere se bola, “Bhabhi… daro mat. Woh log chale gaye. Aap theek ho?”


Main unki taraf dekhi. Unka khoon dekh kar meri aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Maine apna pallu thoda sa faad kar unki baazu pe baandhne ki koshish ki. Mere haath kaanp rahe the.


“Uncle… aap logon ne mere liye itna kiya… aapko chot lag gayi…” meri awaaz mein dar aur shukrana mila hua tha.


Unhone muskura kar kaha, “Bhabhi, aap jaise aurat ke liye hum kuch bhi kar sakte hain. Aapki safety zaroori hai.”


Par unki nazrein ab bhi mere gehre cleavage pe thi. Khoon aur paseene ke saath unka badan aur garam lag raha tha. Main unke paas khadi thi, unki himmat dekh kar mann mein ek nayi feeling jag rahi thi – sharm, dar, gratitude aur… thodi si garam pyas.


‘Yeh log sirf baatein nahi karte… asli mein mujhe bachane ke liye ladai kar li. Ek uncle ko knife lagi… mere liye. Ab yeh ghayal hain… main unka khoon dekh rahi hoon. Par unki aankhein ab bhi mere mammon pe hain. Mann mein soch rahi hoon – kya yeh log ab reward maangenge? Kya main unhe… thoda sa close hone dungi?’


Main dheere se boli, “Uncle… aap log chalo, main aapko doctor ke paas le chalti hoon. Aapki chot…”


Mota uncle ne meri taraf dekha, uski aankhein lust aur dard se bhari hui thi, aur bola, “Bhabhi… doctor baad mein. Pehle aap theek se khadi toh ho jao. Aap itni dar gayi thi… abhi bhi kaanp rahi ho. Aao, hum aapko ghar tak chhod dete hain.”


Baki uncles bhi mere charon taraf khade the. Ab ladai ke baad mahaul kuch alag ho gaya tha. Unki himmat ne mujhe impress kar diya tha, par ab unki nazrein aur bhi gehri ho gayi thi.


Main chup-chaap unke saath chal padi. Mere mann mein bahut saare emotions the – dar abhi bhi tha, shukrana tha, aur ek chhoti si garam feeling bhi jag rahi thi ki yeh log mere liye itna kar sakte hain.


Kya hoga aage? Main nahi jaanti… par ab yeh khel sirf baaton ka nahi raha tha.