Misc. Erotica सुपरस्टीशन

[maitripatel]

Pooja ki choot aur gaand dono ek saath chud rahe the. Woh apne charam par pahunchne ke liye Babaji ke land par apni gaand aur kamar hila rahi thi. Theek usi pal uske muh se ek gehri, lambi aur aniyantrit siskaari nikli –

"Aaaahhhhh……!" Written by Maitri.
 
Tabhi uski maa Shilpa apne kamre se bahar nikli thi. Paani peene aur mutra tyaag ke liye. Raat ke sannaate mein Pooja ki woh siskaari uske kano mein padte hi woh ruk gayi.
 
Shilpa ek pal ke liye jad ho gayi.
 
Woh samajh gayi thi ki yeh kis tarah ki siskaari hai. Stree hone ke naate, ek maa hone ke naate, aur khud ke pati hone ke bawajood apni bhook ko saalon se dabake rakhne waale jism ke saath- use yeh awaaz pehchaanne mein der nahi lagi.
 
Woh dheere-dheere Pooja ke kamre ki taraf badhi. Darwaza andar se band tha, lekin andar se aane waali karaahein, maans ki takraahat ki halki-halki awaazein aur gehri saansein saaf sunai de rahi thin. Halaanki use koi purush ki awaaz nahi sunai di toh thodi shanti aur rahat hui.
 
Shilpa ka chehra pehle toh gusse se laal ho gaya.
 
'Yeh kya behoodagi hai…! Pooja… meri beti… apne ghar mein… raat ke is waqt… kya kar rahi hai!'
 
Uska mann hua ki turant apne pati ko jagaye aur sab bata de. Lekin kuch kadam chalte-chalte hi uski chaal ruk gayi.
 
Woh deewar se tek lagakar khadi ho gayi.
 
Uske mann mein vicharon ka toofan uthne laga:
 
'Gussa kyun kar rahi hoon main?
 
Pooja vidhwa hai.
 
Jawan hai.
 
Sundar hai. Edited by Funlover.
 
Uska jism bhi bhukha hai… theek ek aurat ki tarah.
 
Toh phir Pooja kyun na kare?
 
Kya hum auratein sirf doosron ke naam par apni bhook dabake jeena seekh lein?'
 
Shilpa ki aankhen nam ho gayin.
 
Usne apne stano par haath rakha. Woh bhaari aur sanvedansheel the. Nipple pehle se hi sakht ho chuke the. Uski choot mein halki-halki garmi phail rahi thi. Pooja ki siskaariyaan ab use gussa nahi, balki ek ajeeb-si sahanubhooti aur uttejana de rahi thin.
 
'Kitni bechaari hogi woh… kitne dino se taras rahi hogi… main toh samajh sakti hoon. Main nahi samjoongi toh aur kaun samajhega? Ek aurat doosri aurat ki peeda aur bhook ko behtar samajhti hai. Samaj humein chudne nahi deta, lekin bhook toh mitti nahi na…'
 
Shilpa ne deewar par sir tikaya. Uski saansein thodi tez ho gayi thin.
 
'Main gussa kar rahi thi… lekin sach toh yeh hai ki mujhe bhi jalan ho rahi hai. Jalan isliye ki Pooja aaj woh sab paa rahi hai jo main nahi kar sakti kyun ki baaju mein pati hota hai. Koi garam, mota, zordar land… jo andar tak bhar de… jo mujhe rula-rulakar chode…'
 
Usne apni jaanghen kass kar bheench lee.
 
'Shayad… Pooja sahi kar rahi hai. Hum auratein bhi insaan hain. Hamari bhi ichchayein hain. Agar koi humein woh sukh de raha hai, toh hum kyun rokein? Bas… samaj ki nazar se bachkar…'
 
Shilpa ne ek lambi saans li. Usk gussa ab dheere-dheere ek udaas, lekin samajh bhari muskurahat mein badal gaya.
 
Woh dheere se apne kamre ki taraf laut gayi. Lekin ab uske kadmon mein ek nayi uthal-puthal thi. Pooja ki siskaariyaan ab uske kano mein goonj rahi thin, gusse ki jagah, ek stree ki sahanubhooti aur chhupi hui ichcha ke saath.
 
Shilpa deewar se satkar khadi rahi. Pooja ki gehri, aniyantrit siskaari uske kano mein baar-baar goonj rahi thi. Har "Aahhh……" uske shareer mein ek kankampanee paida kar rahi thi.
 
Woh vidhwa hai.
 
'Kya galat kar rahi hai Pooja?' Yeh sawaal uske mann mein baar-baar ghoom raha tha. Rachayita Maitri hai.
 
'Woh bhi toh insaan hai. Jawan hai. Usk jism bhi bhukha hai. Main kitni baar raat ko akele mein takiye ko kaati hoon… apni jaanghen bheenti hoon… lekin rahat nahi milti. Pooja ne toh kam se kam himmat kar li.'
 
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Maitri Patel.