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Mujhe is kahani ko aage badhane se pehle seedha un logon se baat karni hai jo yeh padh rahe hain. 

Apni hi Ammi ko kisi doosre aadmi se chudte hue dekhna meri zindagi ki sabse badi aur sabse behtar cheez ban chuka hai. Main is baat ko poori tarah se kehta hoon. 

Ismein koi bhi atyukti nahi hai. Pehli baar jab maine usko Gajendra ke liye ghutno ke bal baithte dekha, pehli baar jab maine uski woh siskiyan suni jo mere abba ke liye nahi thi. 

Pehli baar jab maine kisi doosre aadmi ka lund usi shareer ke andar gayab hote dekha jisne ek samay mujhe pet mein rakha tha, us pal ne mere andar kuch aisa badal diya jo ab kabhi wapas nahi jaayega. 

Yeh kisi bhi safalta, kisi bhi dosti, kisi bhi aam sukh se kai guna behtar hai jo maine kabhi mehsoos kiya. 

Woh sharm, woh khatra, uska chehra jab badalta hai jab uska istemal ho raha hota hai, yeh jaanna ki wohi muh jo mere abba ko raat ko goodnight ka kiss deta hai abhi kisi aur ke lund ke aaspaas faila hua tha—yeh sab ek aisi bhookh ko khilaata hai jisse koi aur cheez nahi chhoo sakti. 

Agar tumne kabhi yeh mehsoos nahi kiya toh main poori taakat se tumhe yeh kehna chahta hoon ki kisi tarah se isko paao. Apni Ammi ko, ya kisi ki Ammi ko, us aadmi se chudte hue dekho jisko usko chhoone ka koi haq nahi hai. 

Us bijli jaisi jhatke ko mehsoos karo jab tum jaante ho ki tum parivaar ki tasveer ke tootne ko dekh rahe ho jabki tumhara apna lund haath mein dhadak raha hota hai. Woh guilt is sukh ka hissa hai. 

Pakde jaane ka dar is sukh ka hissa hai. Yeh jaanna ki tum itne paap jama kar rahe ho jinka kabhi toba nahi karoge, yeh bhi is sukh ka hissa hai. 

Ek baar iska swaad le lo toh aam sex bilkul pheeka aur khali lagta hai. Yeh asli cheez hai. Yeh jeene ka sabse uncha roop hai jo maine paaya hai. Main chahta hoon ki doosre log bhi wohi mehsoos karein jo main mehsoos karta hoon, kyunki isko akela uthana lagbhag bahut zyada ho jaata hai. 

Ab wapas us raat ki taraf jo nadi ke paas hui thi. 

Gajendra ne usko itna zor se chuma ki uske zor se Ammi peeche kambal par gir gayi. Uske muh ne uske honton ko kuchal diya, jeebh uske honton ke andar zor se ghus gayi, daant halki si ragadte hue jaise woh usko kacchi bhookh se apna bana raha ho. 

Uske ek haath ne uske sar ke peeche baalon mein ungliyan phansa li, usko jagah par pakde hue, jabki doosra haath uski kamar ke neeche dabata raha, uske shareer ko apne se chipkaaye hue. 

Woh kiss bahut der tak chalta raha, geela aur gehra, unke muhon ke milne ki awaaz thodi door nadi ke dheeme behne ke saath mil rahi thi. 







Jab usne aakhir mein muh hataya toh unke honton ke beech ek patli laar ki ladi ek second ke liye latki phir toot gayi. 

Ammi ka seena tez tez upar neeche ho raha tha. Uski aankhein dheemi chandni mein badi badi thi. 

“Gajendra… mujhe dar lag raha hai,” usne kaha, uski awaaz dheemi aur kaanpti hui. “Sach mein bahut dar. Hum bilkul khule mein hain. Koi bhi yahan se guzar sakta hai. Hussein tent mein sirf thodi door hai. Agar woh uth gaya toh? Agar woh mujhe dhoondhne aaya toh?” 

Gajendra ne apna wazan badla taaki woh uske upar jhuk sake, ek haath abhi bhi uski gardan ke kinare par. 

“Mujhe dekho,” usne kaha, uski awaaz mazboot lekin sakht nahi. “Hussein nahi uthega. Jo goliyaan maine uske khaane mein mili thi woh usko kai ghanton tak soye rakhegi. Tent itne door hain ki aam awaazein us tak nahi pahunchegi. Pedon se raaste ka nazar nahi aata. Yahan sirf hum hain.” 

“Lekin agar koi aur raat mein ghum raha ho? Koi camping wala, ya kisi doosre group ka koi?” 

“Toh hum unko dekhne se pehle hi sun lenge. Har mumkin khatre ke baare mein sochna band karo aur mujhpar dhyan do.” 

Ammi ne thook nigla. “Main sochna nahi rok paati. Har baar jab hum yeh karte hain mujhe lagta hai ki main sab kuch daav par laga rahi hoon. Apni shaadi, apna parivaar, apni izzat. Yahan toh aur bhi bura lagta hai kyunki koi darwaza nahi hai band karne ko.” 

“Tum mere saath isliye aayi kyunki tumhe yeh chahiye tha,” Gajendra ne jawab diya. “Jab hum tent se nikal rahe the tabhi tum geeli thi. Yeh mat dikhao ki dar usse zyada strong hai jo tumhe abhi chahiye.” 

“Mujhe abhi bhi dar lag raha hai.” 

“Toh dar ko main sambhalta hoon.” Usne apna haath uski taraf se neeche sarkaaya, uski kamar ke gol hisse par, aur uski safed patloon ke kamar band ko khincha. “Yeh utaar do. Main tumhe theek se dekhna chahta hoon.” 








Ammi ne baayein daayein nazar daali, uski aankhein andheri pedon ki line, campsite ki taraf jaane wale dheeme raaste, aur paani ke kinare gehri chhaayon ko jaanch rahi thi. Usne kai seconds tak hichkichaya, phir dheere dheere patloon ko apni kamar aur jaanghon se neeche dhakel diya. 

Usse unhe poori tarah utaarne ke liye apni kamar kambal se upar uthani padi. 

Jab kapda aakhir mein uske takno se nikal gaya toh usne patloon ek taraf rakh di aur sirf apni safed panty mein reh gayi. Patla kapda beech mein pehle se hi uski uttejna se geela aur gehra ho chuka tha. Woh har kuch seconds mein apna sar ghumati rahi, baar baar aaspaas check karti rahi. 

“Kya koi hai?” usne dheere se kaha. “Mujhe lagta rehta hai jaise koi dekh raha ho.” 

“Koi nahi dekh raha,” Gajendra ne kaha. “Sirf main. Aage badho.” 

Ammi ki ungliyan safed panty ke kinaron mein phans gayi. 

Main ek ped ke peeche chhupa hua tha aur main pehle se hi apni pant ka zip khol raha tha taaki phir se dekhna shuru kar sakoon. Mujhe apne aap se bahut sharm aa rahi thi lekin mujhe parwah nahi thi. 








Usne ruk kar zor se saans li. “Yeh itna sharamnak lag raha hai. Hum bahar hain, lagbhag kuch pehne bina, raat ki hawa meri twacha par, jaante hue ki mera pati paas mein so raha hai. Kaun si aurat aisa karti hai?” 

“Woh jo iski zaroorat mehsoos karti hai,” Gajendra ne jawab diya. “Utaar do. Tum gandi randi.” 

Usne panty dheere dheere neeche sarkaayi. Kapda uski jaanghon ke beech thodi der chipka raha phir usne usko azaad kar diya. 

Usne chhote se safed kapde ko ek haath mein pakda, usko dekhti rahi, phir usko kambal ke kinare ghaas mein phenk diya. 

“Mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha ki maine yeh kar diya,” usne kaha, uski awaaz sharm se bhari. “Maine apni panty mitti mein phenk di jaise uska koi matlab hi nahi tha. Main ek shaadi shuda aurat hoon. Ek Ammi. Aur main yahan nadi ke kinare kisi doosre aadmi ke liye nangi hoon.” 

Gajendra ne time barbaad nahi kiya. Usne uski kamar ko mazbooti se pakda aur usko ghumaya taaki woh usse door muh kare, phir usko kambal par haath aur ghutno ke bal dhakel diya. Position ke achanak badalne se usne siski bhari. 

“Gajendra—ruko—tum kya kar rahe ho?” 

“Ab main chahta hoon ki tum jhuk jaao,” usne kaha, pehle se hi uske peeche position lete hue. “Main ab aur intezaar nahi karna chahta.” 

Ammi ki safed patloon aur blouse dono pehle ki rough harkaton se phaade hue the—blouse ki ek aasteen kandhe se phati hui thi, kapda dheela latak raha tha, aur patloon ka kamar band phat chuka tha. 

Gajendra ki apni patloon aur kameez bhi aisi hi haalat mein thi: kameez ke kai button gayab, ek taraf lambi phaad, aur patloon ka zip zor se khola hua aur toota hua. Yeh bigde kapde is baat ko mushkil bana dete ki agar abba uth jaaye aur unhe dhoondhne aaye toh unhe badi dikkat hogi. 

Unhe yeh kahani banana padegi ki woh paani mein gir gaye ya kapda kisi daal se atak gaya, lekin sach phaade hue kinaron mein saaf tha—woh itne bechain aur itne rough the ki kapdon ko theek rakhne ki unhe parwah nahi thi. Tent tak bina dhyan khinche wapas jaana mushkil hoga. 

Ammi pehle se hi geeli thi. Jab Gajendra ne uski ungliyan uski jaanghon ke beech chalayi, uski chut ke hont geele aur khule hue the, dheemi roshni mein bhi uski uttejna se chamak rahe the. Usne apne anguthe aur ungli se unhe thoda failaya, geelepan ko unke beech tanate hue dekhta raha. 

“Tum bilkul bheegi hui ho,” usne kaha. “Tum poori shaam iske baare mein sochti rahi ho.” 

“Haan,” Ammi ne maana, uski awaaz sirf dheemi si. “Jab hum aag ke aaspaas baithe the tab bhi main mehsoos kar rahi thi. Har baar jab tum mujhe dekhte the main aur geeli hoti jaati thi. Main khud se nafrat karti thi iske liye, lekin mera shareer nahi sunta tha.” 

“Achha. Kyunki main intezaar nahi kar raha.” 

Usne apne aap ko line kiya aur ek hi zor aur force wale jhatke mein apna lund uske andar dhakel diya. Achanak failne se Ammi chillayi—ek tez, unchi awaaz jo shaant raat ko kaat gayi. “Aaaaahhh Uuhhhh Gajeeendraaaaa!!!! Oohhhh sshiitt ooohhhhhhhh” 








“Chup!” Gajendra ne siskari bhari, ek haath uske muh par dabate hue. “Kya tu chahti hai ki poora campsite tujhe sun le? Chillana band kar warna main aur bura karunga.” 

Ammi ki awaaz uske haath ke neeche dabti hui nikli. “Aaahhh oohhhhhh Dard ho raha hai—bahut gehra hai—please dheere karo—” 

“Saans le aur le. Tu ne hi maanga tha.” 

Usne pehle dheere dheere chodna shuru kiya, lambe gehre jhatke jo har dhakke ke saath usko blanket par aage dhakelte the. 

Uske lund ke andar bahar nikalne ki geeli awaaz shaant raat mein saaf sunai de rahi thi. Ammi ki ungliyan blanket ke kapde mein ghus gayi thi. 

Jhatkon ke beech woh apna sar uthati rahi aur idhar udhar dekhati rahi—baayein taraf pedon ki taraf, daayein taraf raste ki taraf, kandhe ke upar peeche—kyunki pakde jaane ka dar uske andar se poori tarah nahi gaya tha jabki woh bhar rahi thi. 








Kuch der baad Gajendra ne raftaar badha di. Uske kamar ke hisse aage ki taraf aur zor se aur tez jhatke maarne lage, uske sharir ke uski gaand se takrane ki awaaz tez hoti gayi. Usne ek haath neeche le jaakar uske stanon ko dabaya, nipples ko pinch kiya, phir uski kamar ko peeche khinch kar har jhatke se milaya. 

Ammi ki dabti hui siskiyan uske haath ke kinaron se nikal rahi thi. Woh hard jhatkon ke beech bhi baayein daayein dekhati rahi, aankhein badi, kyunki kisi ke sunne ya dekhne ka khatra har sensation ko aur tez aur khatarnak bana raha tha. 

Mere pedon ke beech chhupe hue jagah se main pehle se hi muth maar raha tha. Mera haath apne lund par dheere dheere hil raha tha jab main apni hi Ammi ko haath aur ghutno ke bal dekh raha tha, khule aasmaan ke neeche nadi ke kinare doosre aadmi ka lund lete hue. 

Mujhe pata tha yeh galat hai. Mujhe pata tha har second ismein un paapon ki list badha raha hai jin se maine kabhi tauba nahi ki—usko dekhna, uske istemal hone ke nazare se apne aap ko chhoona, chup rehna jab woh beizzat ho rahi thi, apne abba ke dhokhe mein sukh paana. 












Paap bade the aur bina rukawat ke jama hote ja rahe the: vasna, beizzati, chhupkar dekhna, usko is halat mein dekh kar jo andhera sukh mil raha tha. 

Mujhe pata tha yeh galat hai, lekin mujhe parwah nahi thi, kyunki paap itna achha lag raha tha. 

Uske sharir ko liye jaane ka nazara, uske chillane se rokne ki koshish ki awaaz, yeh jaanna ki abba sirf thodi door soye hue hain—sab kuch sukh ko aur tez aur gehra bana raha tha. Main hilata raha, aankhein scene par atki hui, ek second ke liye bhi nazar nahi hatayi. 

Gajendra ne ek pal ke liye dheera kiya aur uski taangon ke beech neeche dekha. “Teri chut abhi bhi kitni tight hai,” usne kaha, uski awaaz kadak thi. “Aaj raat jo kuch kiya uske baad bhi har baar jab main andar dhakealta hoon toh yeh mujhe pakad leti hai.” 

Ammi ki saans uneven thi. “Kyunki main darti hoon. Mera poora sharir tight hai.” 

“Nahi. Kyunki tu isi ke liye bani hai. Tight aur geeli ek saath. Main mehsoos kar raha hoon yeh mujhe andar khinch rahi hai.” 

Woh bhi usi tarah clearing ke aaspaas dekh raha tha jaise woh, chhaon check karte hue aur kisi ajib awaaz ke liye sunte hue, jabki woh dhakka maarta raha. Yeh shared vigilance unke beech ke charged mahaul ko aur badha raha tha. 

Phir uski awaaz badal gayi. “Apni gaand ke cheekh failao main teri gaand chodna chahta hoon.” 

Ammi ka sharir sakht ho gaya. “Nahi. Gajendra, nahi. Main chillaungi. Yeh bahut zyada hai. Yahan nahi. Is tarah nahi.” 

“Tu legi.” 

“Please—mat karo. Main bahut zor se awaaz nikaalungi. Koi sun lega. Agar tum woh kiye toh main chup nahi reh paungi.” 

Usne nahi suna. Usne dheemi lekin kadak awaaz mein usko galiyan deni shuru kar di, usko randi, gandi shaadi shuda randi, woh aurat jo apne pati ke soye hue sirf meters door hone par bhi doosre aadmi ke liye taangein failati hai. 

Usne uski gaand par itna zor se thappad maara ki saaf laal nishan pad gaya, phir doosri taraf bhi. “Tu pehle se hi mera ched hai. Yeh wala ab agli baari hai.” 

Usne usko blanket par pet ke bal litaya, uska chehra ek taraf, ek gaal kapde se dabaya hua. 

Ammi toot-ti hui awaaz mein bheekh maangne lagi. “Please mat karo. Meri gaand nahi. Main bahut zor se awaaz nikaalungi. Please, Gajendra—please—” 

Usne seedha uski gaand ke ched par thook diya. Geeli awaaz shaant raat mein saaf thi. “Khol.” 

“Main nahi kar sakti—main darti hoon—please—” 

Usne apne lund ke sir ko tight muscle ke ring par dabaya. Ammi ne zor se kas liya, uska sharir instinctive inkaar mein jam gaya. 

Usne kas liya kyunki dard aur dar ne uske sharir ko apne aap ko bachane ki koshish karwayi, kyunki usko laga yeh itna risky hai, kyunki chillane aur sunne ka khayal usko is kaam se zyada dara raha tha. 

Gajendra ka control toot gaya. “Mujhse mat lado.” Usne phir se dhakka maara, is baar aur zor se, aur lund ka sir tight ring se andar ghusa. Ammi ki cheekh tez aur oonchi nikli, uski pehli awaazon se bhi zor ki. 

Cheekh pedon se hote hue door tak gayi. Main hairaan tha ki awaaz kitni door tak pahunchi. 







Main pareshan tha kyunki campsite utna door nahi tha, kyunki abba awaaz se jag sakte the, kyunki raat ko raste par chal raha koi bhi nadi ke kinare ek aurat ki cheekh sun kar jaanchne aata. 

Gajendra nahi ruka. Usne aur gehra dhakka diya jab tak uska lund uski gaand mein poora dab nahi gaya. 

Ammi ka sharir uske neeche hil raha tha. Usne uski gaand ko steady gehre jhatkon se chodna shuru kiya, tight ring har baar bahar nikalte aur andar jaate waqt usko mazbooti se pakad raha tha. 

“Yeh ched ab mera hai,” usne kaha, uski awaaz sukh se kadak thi. “Woh ched jahaan se tu shit karti hai ab mera hai. Mujhe yeh jaanna bahut pasand hai. Mujhe yeh sochna pasand hai ki teri fart aur yeh jagah jahaan se tu shit nikaalti hai, aur ab mera lund iske andar hai.” 

Ammi ki awaaz phat gayi. “Please aise mat bolo—please—mujhe itna ganda mehsoos hota hai—please us baare mein baat band karo—” 

“Tu gandi hai. Tu ek shaadi shuda aurat hai jiske shithole mein doosre aadmi ka lund hai. Bol.” 

“Main nahi—” 

Usne usko aur zor se choda, uske jhatkon ki taakat se uska sharir blanket par aage hil raha tha. “Bol.” 

“Main… gandi hoon… please us baare mein baat band karo—” 

“Tu mere lund par shit nahi karegi. Samajh gayi?” 








Ammi ne usse koi vaada nahi kiya. Woh sirf siski bhar rahi thi aur apna chehra blanket mein aur zor se dabati rahi, un awaazon ko dabane ki koshish mein jo har gehre jhatke ke saath nikal rahi thi. 

Main pehle se hi jhad raha tha. Mera haath tez hota gaya jab main apni Ammi ki gaand ko istemal hote hue dekh raha tha. 

Doosra orgasm pehle se bhi tez aaya, mera sharir hil raha tha jab main andhere mein jhuk kar baitha raha, Gajendra ke lund ke baar baar uske andar gayab hone ke nazare se nazar nahi hata pa raha tha. 

Phir mujhe kadmon ki awaaz sunai di. 

Main jam gaya, dil pasliyon se takra raha tha. Ek pal ke liye mujhe laga yeh phir se Grandpa Qadir hain, pichhli raat ka koi asambhav echo. 

Lekin awaaz alag thi: bhaari boots zameen par, torch ke switch on hone ki narmi metallic click. Gajendra aur Ammi ne bhi sun liya. 








Gajendra ka sharir tight ho gaya; woh pehle se hi Ammi ki gaand ke andar gehra jhad chuka tha, uska lund abhi bhi uske andar dabaya hua tha jab safed virya base ke aaspaas se nikal kar blanket par tapakne laga. 

Mere chhupe hue jagah se maine torch ki beam pedon se hote hue kaat-ti dekhi. Yeh mera abba nahi tha kyunki abba abhi bhi apne tent mein soye hue the. 

Ek aadmi us area mein ghum raha tha, tez roshni zameen aur paani par baayein daayein sweep kar rahi thi. Beam seedha blanket par giri. 

Yeh aadmi kaun hai?? 

Agla hissa mein pata chalega kya hua.