[Deepak.kapoor]

Adhyay 9

Vishal ne ek thahaka lagaya aur Aisha ke makhmali gaal ko apni ungliyon se sahlaya.

Vishal:
"Bahut khoob! To chaliye Aisha ji, is 'private ceremony' ka aagaz aaj se hi karte hain."

Vishal ne apna phone nikala aur Aisha se kaha, "Aap mujhe apna number dijiye, mein abhi aapke phone par miss call karunga, use save kar lena." Uski aawaz mein ek malik jaisa rob tha.

Aisha ke phone par call aayi aur unhone number save kar liya. Udhar Vishal ne bhi Aisha ka number save kiya, lekin naam rakha—'Rasili Bhabhi'.

Vishal ne apni screen par us naam ko dekhte hue ek gehri aur kutil muskan bhari.

Vishal:
"Yaad rahe, mera message aate hi tumhari ungliyan jawab dene ke liye taiyar honi chahiye."

Vishal ne ek baar charon taraf apni nazrein ghumayin, aur jab yakeen ho gaya ki us andhere kone mein koi teesra nahi hai.

Vishal ne jhatke se Aisha ke sudaul wajood ko apni fauladi bahon mein kheench liya.

Aisha ke ve pusht aur rasile mamme Vishal ke mazboot aur chaude seene ke neeche poori tarah kuchal gaye the. Us sharabi rang ki saree aur maheen blouse ke paar bhi Ammi ko Vishal ki mardanagi ki tapish mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Vishal ke bade hath Aisha ki patli kamar ke us hisse par jam gaye jo saree sarakne ki wajah se bilkul nanga tha. Uske hathon ki tapish Aisha ko apne nange aur makhmali pet par kisi jalte hue koyle ki tarah mehsoos ho rahi thi. Aisha ke pet ka woh nanga dudhiya hissa khauf ke mare andar ki taraf sikud gaya. Vishal ne apni poori hatheli khol di aur uske nange pet ko sahlane laga.

Vishal ne aur bhi kareeb aate hue kaha, "Dariye mat Aisha ji, aap to meri girlfriend hain, aur mein chahta hoon ki meri girlfriend mujhe khush karein. Aap apne ye rasile mamme meri chhati par ragadiye."

Usne Aisha ki kamar par apni pakad aur bhi kas li, jisse unke badan ke beech ki doori poori tarah khatm ho gayi.

Aisha ke munh se khauf ke mare cheekh nikal gayi, "Kya keh rahe hain aap!"

"Kya hua Aisha ji? Aap to Saima ki aabroo ka sauda karne aayi thi na?" Vishal ne ek hath badhakar unke chehre ki lat ko kaan ke peeche kiya, "To phir ab kadam peeche kyun kheench rahi hain? Bas thoda sa sahyog."

Aisha ki aankhon se aansu ki ek boond tapak kar Vishal ke hath par giri, lekin us par iska koi asar nahi hua.

Vishal (Aisha ke aur kareeb aate hue): "Roiye mat, Aisha ji, ye aansu aapki khoobsurati ko kam kar rahe hain. Yaad rakhiye, aaj aap yahan ek maa aur ek khala bankar nahi, balki meri pasand bankar khadi hain. Ab pyaar se apni ye rasili deha mujh par nyochhavar kar dijiye, varna... ."

Vishal ne apna doosra hath Aisha ki gardan ke peeche rakha aur unke chehre ko apni taraf upar uthaya. Aisha ne bebasi mein apni aankhen pher leen, par unka jism Vishal ke dabav mein buri tarah pisa ja raha tha.

Ammi (kanpti aawaz mein): "Vishal... tum... tum bahut gire hue insan ho. Khuda tumhein kabhi maaf nahi karega."

Vishal (thahaka maarte hue): "Khuda ki fikr aap kijiye Aisha ji, mein to filhaal is jannat ka maza lena chahta hoon jo mere samne khadi hai. Ab bahane chhodiye aur woh kijiye jo maine kaha hai... varna anjam ki zimmedar aap khud hongi."

Aisha ki siskiyan ab ek bebas surrender mein tabdeel hone lagi thin. Saima ki zindagi bachane ke liye usne bhaari man se apne jism ko harkat di.

Woh dheere-dheere apne badan ko upar-neeche karne lagi, jisse un dono ke jismon ke beech ek teevra ragad paida hui. Vishal ke seene ke saath uske vakshon ka woh gharshan Aisha ko andar tak sharmsar kar raha tha, lekin Vishal ke liye yeh kisi nasheeli jeet se kam nahi tha.

Vishal ne apni aankhen moond leen aur us siharan ka lutf uthane laga. Uske hathon ki pakad Aisha ki kamar par aur bhi zyada hinsak ho gayi.

Vishal (bhaari aur hawas bhari aawaz mein): "Haan... bilkul aise hi Aisha ji. Aapki ye narmahat aur ye bechaini... mujhe pagal kar rahi hai."

Vishal ne use aur zor se apni taraf kheench liya, jisse Aisha ka pet uski mardanagi ki kathorta ko aur bhi saaf mehsoos karne laga. Aisha ka chehra sharm se surkh ho gaya tha aur woh chahkar bhi apni nazron ko Vishal ki aankhon se nahi mila pa rahi thi.

Vishal: "Rukiye mat... jaari rakhiye. Aaj mujhe mehsoos hona chahiye ki Saima ki khala use bachane ke liye kis had tak ja sakti hain."

Vishal ne Aisha ke kaan ke paas apni garm aur bhaari saansein chhodte hue kaha, "Aisha ji, ab mera yeh hath jo aapki nangi kamar aur pet par hai, ise aap khud upar le jaiye... ise apne in rasile mammon par rakhiye. Aur phir, aapko apne hathon se mere hathon ko dabana hoga."

Aisha ka poora wajood kaanp utha. Sharm aur zillat ki ek lahar unke sir se paon tak daud gayi. Ek maa aur ek izzatdar khala ke liye isse badi agnipariksha aur kya ho sakti thi?

Aisha ne kanpte hue hathon se Vishal ke bhaari hath ko pakda. Unhone dheere-dheere Vishal ke hath ko apne pet se upar ki ore sarakana shuru kiya. Jab Vishal ki hatheli unke reshmi blouse ke upar se unke pusht vakshon par tiki, to Aisha ki ek dabi hui siski nikal gayi.

Vishal (apni pakad mazboot karte hue): "Sharmaiye mat Aisha ji... ab dabaiye mere hath ko. Mujhe mehsoos hona chahiye ki aap apni marzi se yeh sab kar rahi hain."

Aisha ne apni aankhen kaskar band kar leen aur rundhe hue gale se Vishal ke hath ko apne seene par bheenj liya. Vishal ne hawas ke mare ek gehri saans li, use Aisha ke jism ki hararat aur unke majboori ka yeh mel bahut sukoon de raha tha. Woh samajh chuka tha ki ab Aisha poori tarah uske kaabu mein aa chuki hain.

Vishal ne pehle to sirf unke mammon ki golai ko mehsoos kiya, phir dheere-dheere woh apni hatheliyon se unke ubharon ko tatolne laga. Jaise-jaise uski pakad mazboot hoti gayi, usne dabav badhana shuru kar diya. Aisha ke jism mein is anchaha sparsh ki wajah se ek ajeeb si siharan aur sansani daudne lagi, jise woh chahkar bhi nahi rok pa rahi thin.

Unke halak se ek dabi hui aah nikal gayi—"Uhhhh..."

Vishal ne jab unke munh se nikli woh madhosh kar dene wali aawaz suni, to uski hawas aur bhi badh gayi. Usne apne hathon ka dabav aur tez kar diya, jaise woh un pusht vakshon ko apne hathon mein masal dena chahta ho.

Vishal (Aisha ke chehre ke bilkul kareeb aakar): "Dekha, Aisha ji? Aapka jism bhi wahi chah raha hai jo mein chah raha hoon. Ye aahein jhooth nahi boltin. Aap bhale hi zuban se nafrat dikhayein, par aapki ye dhadkanein aur ye aawazein bata rahi hain ki aapko bhi is khel mein maza aa raha hai."

Aisha ne sharm ke mare apna chehra doosri taraf pher liya, magar Vishal ke hathon ka woh badhta hua dabav unke poore wajood ko jhakjhor raha tha. Woh jitni koshish kartin khud ko sambhalne ki, Vishal ki mardanagi aur uski chhuan unhein utna hi bebas karti ja rahi thi.

Vishal ne Aisha ki aankhon mein apni hawas bhari nazrein gadate hue aadesh diya, "Ab aap apne hath se mere hath ko pakadkar apne blouse aur bra ke neeche le jaiye. Mein apni girlfriend ke in mammon ko nanga pakadna chahta hoon."

Aisha ke kaanon mein uski yeh maang kisi bam ki tarah phati. Unki rooh tak kaanp gayi. Abhi tak to Vishal kapdon ke upar se hi zabardasti kar raha tha, magar ab uski maangein sharmo-haya ki saari hadein paar kar rahi thin.

Vishal (apni aawaz ko aur bhaari karte hue): "Der mat kijiye, Aisha ji. Jitna aap jhijhakengi, utni hi der Saima un tasviron ki giraft mein rahegi. Kya aap nahi chahtin ki mein apna phone nikaalun aur sab kuch abhi ke abhi delete kar doon? To phir mere hath ko andar le jaiye."

Aisha ne ek lambi aur thandi saans li. Unki aankhon se aansu ab lagatar beh rahe the. Unhone kanpte hue hathon se Vishal ki mazboot hatheli ko phir se thama. Unke hath ki ungliyon ne Vishal ke khurdare hath ko unke blouse ke kinaron ki ore le jana shuru kiya.

Jaise hi Vishal ki ungliyon ne Aisha ki chhati ki reshmi twacha ko seedhe chhua, Aisha ke poore badan mein ek bijli si daud gayi. Vishal ne apni ungliyon ko aur andar dhakela aur unki nangi twacha ko apni hatheli mein bhar liya.

Vishal (madhoshi mein fusfusate hue): "Ufff... Aisha ji... ye to resham se bhi zyada naram hain. Aap to waqai kayamat hain."

Vishal ki ungliyan ab Aisha ke blouse aur bra ki seemaon ko paar kar unke reshmi badan ki gehrai mein utar chuki thin.

Usne apni ungliyon ko failaya aur Aisha ke us pusht ubhar ko apni mutthi mein poori tarah bhar liya.

Aisha ka shareer buri tarah tharthara utha. Vishal ne ab kisi jaanvar ki tarah unke nange vaksh ko apni hatheli mein masalna shuru kiya.

Vishal (madhoshi mein fusfusate hue): "Aahh... Aisha ji, aapki yeh twacha to bilkul makkhan jaisi hai. Kitne narm, kitne sudaul... kaash! Mein inhein abhi jee bhar ke dekh pata, par filhaal to inhein sirf mehsoos hi kar sakta hoon."

Vishal ne apni pakad ko aur bhi faila diya, jaise woh use poori tarah mehsoos karna chahta ho; uski pakad mein ab ek ajeeb si taqat thi.

Aisha ki siskiyan ab dheere-dheere ek karah mein badalne lagi thin aur uski saansein tez ho gayi thin. Woh nahi chahti thi ki uske munh se koi aawaz nikle, par uska shareer uska saath nahi de raha tha.

Aisha (bebasi mein siskte hue): "Vishal… bas… ab aur nahi… aapne…"

Vishal (ek kutil muskan ke saath): "Abhi shuru hua hai jaanam. Abhi to maine sirf chhoona shuru kiya hai. Ab jab mera hath yahan tak pahunch hi gaya hai, to ise thoda aur kaam karne dijiye. Apni in aankhon ko kholiye aur meri taraf dekhiye… mujhe aankhon mein woh darr aur chahat dekhni hai."

Jab Aisha ne apni aankhen nahi uthayin, to Vishal ki aawaz aur bhi kathor ho gayi. Usne uske nipples par dabav badhate hue unhein buri tarah masala aur kadak lahje mein kaha, "Meri girlfriends mere har hukum ko maanti hain, Aisha ji. Agar maine kaha hai ki meri aankhon mein dekho, to iska matlab hai ki tumhein dekhna hoga."

Dard aur us anchahi uttejna ki ek lahar Aisha ke poore shareer mein daud gayi. Vishal ki ungliyon ki woh sakht pakad use cheekhne par majboor kar rahi thi, lekin uski aawaz sirf ek dabi hui karah bankar reh gayi.

Vishal:
"Ye palkein jhukakar tum khud ko nahi bacha sakti. Tumhari har dhadkan ab meri marzi ki mohtaj hai. Ab apni ye khoobsurat aankhen kholo aur dekho ki tumhara malik kaun hai."

Aisha ne bebasi mein dheere-dheere apni palkein uthayin. Unki aankhon mein aansu bhare the aur ve sharm se laal ho chuki thin. Vishal ne unki aankhon mein jhankte hue ek muskan di aur apne hath ka dabav aur bhi zyada badha diya, jisse Aisha ka badan kaman ki tarah mud gaya.

Vishal:
"Behtareen... ab lag raha hai ki tum ek achhi aur aagyakari premika banne ka hunar seekh rahi ho. Isi tarah meri baaton ko maanti raho, to shayad mein Saima ke baare mein thoda naram dil ho jaun."

Tabhi Vishal ko bahar se kuch aahat sunayi di. Usne jhatke se apna hath Aisha ke blouse ke andar se nikala aur khud ko durust karte hue Aisha se kaha, "Mein bahar mehfil mein ja raha hoon. Aap thodi der mein mujhe wahin miliye, aur yaad rahe, wahan aapko mere saath hans-hanskar baatein karni hain."

Vishal ne apni shirt ki silvaten theek kiyan aur ek aakhri baar Aisha ke bikhre hue husn ko hawas bhari nazron se dekha. Aisha abhi bhi kanp rahi thin aur apni saree ka pallu sambhalne ki koshish kar rahi thin.

Vishal:
"Agar aapke chehre par zara bhi shikan dikhi ya kisi ko shak hua, to Saima ka woh video viral hone mein ek second bhi nahi lagega. Samajh gayi aap? Ab apna chehra saaf kijiye aur muskurate hue bahar aaiye."

Aisha wahin khadi rahin—unki sharabi saree betarteeb thi, unke baalon ka juda dheela ho chuka tha, aur unke pusht seene par Vishal ki ungliyon ke nishan abhi bhi jal rahe the. Woh apni is katilana aur bepanah khoobsurati ko kos rahi thin, jo aaj ek shaitan ki bhook ban chuki thi. Bahar Sahil abhi bhi bekhabar tha, jabki uski Ammi ke noorani jism par ek darinde ki hawas ki muhar lag chuki thi.