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“Final close-ups! Camera tight!” Ravi sir ki awaaz gunji.
Sab lights ekdum se meri aur mummy ki nangi body par focus ho gaye. Cameras bilkul kareeb aa gaye — itne kareeb ki meri saans ki garmi lens par pad rahi thi. Teen aadivasi ab bhi hamare upar the. Unke lund ab bhi hard the, cum se geele, aur woh rukne wale nahi the.
Pehle aadivasi ne meri taangein itni zor se khol diin ki meri jaanghon mein dard utar aaya. Usne apna mota, kaala lund meri sooji hui chut ke muhane par tikaya. Mainne sir hilana shuru kiya,
“Nahi… please… aur nahi… ahhh…!”
Lekin usne ek hi janwar-jaise dhakke mein poora lund andar tak dhakel diya.
“AHHHH…!!!”
Meri awaaz itni unchi nikal gayi ki poora set gunj utha. Uske lund ne meri chut ko itna phaada ki mujhe saaf feel hua kuch andar se fat gaya. Geeli, garam dhaar meri chut se nikalne lagi — laal. Khoon.
Camera ne turant zoom kiya.
Close-up: meri khuli hui, sooji hui chut jisme mota lund baar-baar ghus-bahar ho raha tha, aur har dhakke ke saath laal khoon ki dhaarein cum ke saath mil kar bahar nikal rahi thin. Sticky, laal-safed mixture meri gaand aur thighs par fail raha tha.
“AHHH… nahi… khoon… ahhh… mat… ahhh…!!!”
Main bilkul jabardasti chillane lagi. Awaaz mein dard, darr aur majboori thi. Usne meri chunchiyon ko itni zor se pakda ki uske ungliyon ke nishaan laal pad gaye. Nipples ko pinch karke kheenchne laga. Meri soft chunchiyan laal ho chuki thin — daant ke nishaan, ungliyon ke nishaan, thappad ke nishaan.
Bagal mein mummy ki haalat bhi yahi thi.
Doosra aadivasi unki taangein kandhon tak fold karke dabaaye hue tha. Unki chut bilkul khuli hui thi — lips sooje hue, andar ka gulabi hissa saaf dikh raha tha. Usne apna lund poora andar tak dhakel rakha tha aur tezz, short, mazboot dhakke maar raha tha. Har thrust pe mummy ki bhaari chunchiyan upar-neeche uchal rahi thin. Unki chunchiyan bhi poori laal ho chuki thin — nishaan, barish, kaatne ke marks.
Mummy ki awaaz bhi ab control ke baahar thi—
“AHHHH… nahi… chhod do… ahhh… beti… ahhh… bahut ho gaya… ahhh…!!!”
Camera unki chut par zoom kar gaya. Close-up: unki poori khuli hui chut, mota lund baar-baar uske andar ghus raha tha, aur pehle se bhara hua cum har dhakke ke saath bahar nikal-nikal kar unki gaand par fail raha tha. Unki chut itni khul chuki thi ki lund ke baahar nikalte hi andar ka hissa thoda sa bahar ko aa jaata.
Teesra aadivasi dono ke beech ghum raha tha. Kabhi meri laal chunchiyon ko zor se masalta, kabhi mummy ki. Kabhi mera muh pakad kar apna lund dhakelta, kabhi mummy ka.
Ab final round shuru hua.
Pehle aadivasi ne meri taangein aur zyada khol diin. Usne meri chut mein lund daale hue hi meri clit ko anguthe se tezz tezz ragadna shuru kiya. Main sir zor-zor se hilane lagi—
“AHHH… mat… ahhh… nikal raha… ahhh… khoon… ahhh…!!!”
Uske dhakke ab itne tezz the ki meri poori body hil rahi thi. Khoon aur cum ki mixed dhaar continuously bahar nikal rahi thi. Camera ne bilkul tight close-up liya — meri chut ke lips lund ke around lipte hue, laal khoon ki lines, aur andar se nikalta hua thick cum.
Usne last ke 10-12 dhakke itni taaquat se maare ki meri aankhon ke saamne andhera chha gaya. Phir usne apna poora paani meri chut ke deep mein chod diya. Itna zyada ki mujhe feel hua jaise andar kuch aur nahi sama sakta. Cum ki dhaar khoon ke saath mil kar meri chut se bahar nikalne lagi.
“AHHHH… bhar diya… ahhh… nahi… ahhh…!!!”
Usne lund bahar nikaala. Camera ne turant capture kiya — meri poori khuli hui, laal, sooji hui chut jisse continuous cum aur khoon ki mixed dhaar bahar nikal rahi thi. Chut ke lips itne sooje hue the ki band nahi ho pa rahe the.
Ab mummy ki baari.
Doosra aadivasi unki chut mein itni tezz se dhakke maar raha tha ki unki siskariyan chillahaton mein badal gayi thin—
“AHHHH… ahhh… chhod… ahhh… bahut… ahhh…!!!”
Usne unki laal chunchiyon ko dono haathon se pakad kar itna zor se masla ki unke nishaan gehre laal pad gaye. Phir last thrusts maarte hue usne apna poora cum unki chut ke andar chod diya. Mummy ki body arch ho gayi. Unki chut se bhi cum ki moti dhaar bahar nikalne lagi.
Camera unki chut par gaya. Close-up: mummy ki bilkul khuli hui, sooji hui chut, andar ka hissa dikh raha tha, aur continuous cum nikal raha tha. Unki chunchiyan poori laal, nishaanon se bhari hui.
Teesra aadivasi ne dono ki chut mein baari-baari se apna lund daal kar last cum nikaala — pehle meri khoon-bhari chut mein, phir mummy ki khuli hui chut mein. Ab dono ki chut se cum ki dhaarein ruki nahi thin.
Final shot:
Camera ne pehle meri chut ka tight close-up liya — laal khoon aur safed cum ki mixed sticky dhaar, sooje hue lips, bilkul khuli hui. Phir mummy ki chut ka — poori tarah khuli hui, cum se labriz, andar tak dikhta hua. Phir dono ki laal, nishaan-bhari chunchiyon ka. Phir hamare faces ka — aankhon se paani, muh khula hua, siskariyan ab bhi nikal rahi thin—
“Ahh… ahh… umm… ahh…”
Ravi sir ki awaaz aayi,
“Cut! Final take done. Pack up.”
Cameras ruk gaye. Lights dim hue.
Main aur mummy zameen par kaampte hue pade the. Meri chut se ab bhi khoon aur cum tipak raha tha. Mummy ki chut se cum ki dhaar ruki nahi thi. Dono ki chunchiyan laal aur nishaanon se bhari hui thin. Awaaze ab dheemi pad rahi thin, lekin body ab bhi kaamp rahi thi.
Aakhri scene yahin khatam hua.
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“Pack up” ke baad set par ek ajeeb si khamoshi chha gayi thi. Lights dim ho chuke the. Cameras cover ho rahe the. Teen aadivasi artiste apne lungi sambhalte hue side mein chale gaye. Ravi sir aur Suresh sir apne assistants se baat kar rahe the.
Main aur mummy ab bhi usi soft zameen par leti thin. Meri chut se ab bhi halka-halka khoon aur cum tipak raha tha. Thighs bilkul sticky. Chunchiyan laal aur nishaanon se bhari hui. Mummy ki haalat bhi same thi — unki chut bilkul khuli hui, cum ki dhaarein unki jaanghon par sukhne lagi thin, chunchiyan gehre laal nishaanon se bhari.
Mainne pehle haath badhaaya. Body itni dard kar rahi thi ki uthna mushkil ho raha tha. Mummy ne bhi dheere se meri taraf haath badhaya. Hum dono ek doosre ka sahara le kar uthne ki koshish karne lage. Pairon mein bilkul taaquat nahi thi. Jaise hi main khadi hui, meri chut mein ek tezz dard utra aur main thodi si jhuk gayi.
“Ahh…” meri dabi hui awaaz nikal gayi.
Mummy ne mera baazu pakda. Unki apni chaal bhi bilkul normal nahi thi. Taangein faili hui, kamar jhuki hui. Dono ne ek doosre ko dekh liya. Aankhon mein thakan, dard aur ek gehra khali-pan tha.
Set ke corner mein ek chhota sa changing area tha. Wahan pehle se kuch spare clothes rakhe hue the — doosre scenes ke liye. Mainne dheere-dheere wahan kadam badhaye. Har kadam pe meri chut hilti, dard utarta, aur cum ki sticky feeling thighs ke beech se ragadti. Mummy mere bilkul bagal mein thin. Unki saari ke tukde peeche zameen par pade the, blouse phata hua.
Changing area mein pahunch kar mainne pehle ek clean panty uthayi. Haath kaamp rahe the. Mainne dheere se panty peheni. Jaise hi kapda meri sooji hui, khoon-aur-cum se geeli chut se laga, ek tezz jalan hui. Mainne aankhein band kar liin aur saans rok li. Phir bra uthayi. Laal nishaanon wali chunchiyon par bra ka kapda laga to phir se dard utra. Hook lagate waqt ungliyan kaamp rahi thin.
Mummy ne bhi same kiya. Unhone ek soft panty uthayi aur dheere-dheere peheni. Unki khuli hui chut par kapda lagte hi unke muh se halki siskari nikal gayi. Phir unhone bra pehni. Unki bhaari, laal chunchiyan bra ke cup mein adjust hote hi unhone aankhein band kar liin.
Ab kapdon ki baari thi. Hamare original kapde itne phate hue the ki pehenne layak nahi the. Mainne doosre set se ek simple kurti aur leggings nikaale. Kurti peheni to chunchiyon par thoda pressure aaya. Leggings chadhate waqt meri taangein kaamp rahi thin. Mummy ne ek plain salwar-kameez nikaali. Salwar chadhate hue unki chaal dekh kar samajh aa raha tha ki unhe bhi har kadam par dard ho raha hai.
Hum dono ne chehra thoda sa paani se dhooya. Aankhon ke around laali ab bhi thi. Hoth sooje hue. Gale par halki-halki nishaniyan.
Ravi sir ne door se kaha, “ Material bahut strong hai. Paise ki baat baad mein.”
Humne sir hilaya. Kuch nahi bola. Dheere-dheere set se baahar nikal gaye. Baahar ki hawa thodi thandi thi, lekin hamari body ab bhi garam aur dard se bhari hui thi.
Auto mila. Baithte hi mainne taangein faila kar baithne ki koshish ki. Leggings ke andar panty bilkul geeli si feel ho rahi thi. Mummy bhi mere bagal mein baithi. Unhone apni salwar ko thoda adjust kiya. Dono chup. Auto ke jhatkon se har baar dard utarta.
Ghar pahunche to shaam ke almost saat baj rahe the. Gate kholte hi pata chala ki Papa aa chuke hain. Unki slippers bahar rakhi thin. Dil zor se dhadak utha.
Andar gaye to Papa drawing room mein baithe the. TV chal raha tha. Unhone humhe dekhte hi TV band kiya.
“Itni der laga di? Market se seedha aa gaye kya?”
Main bol nahi paayi. Mummy ne aage badh kar normal awaaz banane ki koshish ki, lekin unki awaaz mein thakan saaf thi.
“Haan… thodi der late ho gaya.”
Papa ne meri taraf dekha. Phir mummy ki taraf. Unki nazar hamari chaal par ruk gayi. Main seedha nahi chal pa rahi thi. Taangein thodi faili hui, kadam chhote-chhote. Mummy ki bhi yahi haalat thi. Unhone apni salwar ko baar-baar adjust kiya.
Papa ne aankhein sikodi. “Kya hua? Dono ki chaal ajeeb kyun hai? Tabiyat theek nahi hai kya?”
Mainne neeche dekh liya. Mummy ne ek second socha, phir aage badh kar sofa par baith gayi. Baithte hi unke muh se halki si awaaz nikal gayi. Unhone meri taraf ishara kiya. Main bhi dheere se unke bagal mein baith gayi. Leggings ke andar se dard utar raha tha.
Papa khade ho gaye. “Bol na. Kya hua?”
Mummy ne saans bhari. Unhone apni aankhein neeche ki, jaise himmat jama rahi hon. Phir dheere se boli,
“Raaste mein… teen chor aa gaye the.”
Papa ki aankhein phail gayiin. “Kya?!”
Mummy ne meri taraf ek nazar daali, phir Papa ko dekhte hue story sunani shuru ki. Awaaz mein darr aur thakan dono thi.
“Hum auto se utar kar thoda sa walk kar rahe the… shortcut se. Wahan se teen ladke aa gaye. Pehle unhone paise maange, mobile maanga. Humne dene ki koshish ki… lekin unhone… unhone saman nahi liya.”
Papa ka chehra tight ho gaya. “Matlab?”
Mummy ki awaaz thodi kaampne lagi. “Unhone… hum dono ko… dhakka dekar ek khaali plot mein le gaye. Wahan… unhone humare kapde… phaad diye. Paise-mobile se zyada unki nazar… hum par thi. Unhone… hum dono ko… dhamki dekar… jo kiya…”
Woh ruki. Aankhein geeli ho gayi thin. Main chupchaap baithi rahi. Meri aankhein bhi bhar aayi thin — asli dard se, aur is jhooth ko nibhane ki majboori se.
Papa ka chehra laal ho gaya. Woh aage badhe. “Kya kiya unhone? Bol clearly!”
Mummy ne sir jhuka liya. “Jo soch sakte ho… wahi. Hum dono ko… alag-alag… zabardasti… kiya. Bahut der tak. Jab woh chale gaye… tab humne doosre kapde pehne jo wahan padey the kisi ne phenke hue… aur ghar aa gaye.”
Papa ne apna sir pakad liya. “security officer! Abhi security officer ko phone karta hoon!”
Mummy ne turant haath badha kar unka haath pakad liya. “Nahi… please mat karo. Unhone kaha tha agar security officer ko bataya toh… woh phir aayenge. Aur… humari izzat… ab aur logon ke saamne nahi… please Papa. Ab jo ho gaya so ho gaya. Hum… hum theek ho jaayenge.”
Papa ki aankhein laal thin. Woh room mein chhalne lage. “Teen chor… meri biwi aur beti ko… aur main yahan…”
Mainne dheere se kaha, awaaz bilkul dabi hui, “Papa… ab mat… please. Mummy theek keh rahi hain. Ab aur kuch nahi… hum sambhal lenge.”
Papa ne meri taraf dekha. Meri aankhon mein paani dekh kar unka chehra aur tight ho gaya. Unhone mummy ki taraf dekha — unki chaal, unke baithne ka tareeka, unke gale par halki nishaniyan jo saari ke neeche se thodi dikh rahi thin.
Woh aage aaye aur mummy ke kandhe par haath rakha. “Dono bathroom jao. Garam paani se naha lo. Main khana garam karta hoon. Kal doctor ke paas le jaayenge.”
Mummy ne sir hilaya. Main uthi. Uthte hi meri taang mein dard utra aur main thodi si lachakti. Papa ne turant mera haath pakad liya.
“Slowly… dheere.”
Mainne unka haath chhodne ki koshish nahi ki. Unke sahare se bathroom tak gayi. Mummy peeche-peeche aa rahi thin. Unki chaal dekh kar Papa ka chehra phir se kaala pad gaya.
Bathroom ka darwaza band hote hi mainne aankhein band kar liin.
Panty ke andar ab bhi sticky feeling thi.
Bra ke neeche laal nishaan dard kar rahe the.
Aur baahar Papa the… jo ab ek jhooth ki duniya mein khade the.
Mummy ne mera haath pakda. Paani ki awaaz ke peeche unhone dheere se kaha,
“Ab yeh story hi hamari sachchai hai. Samajh gayi na?”
Mainne sir hilaya.
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Us raat ke baad kuch din aise hi guzar gaye.
Pehle din subah uthte hi body ab bhi dard kar rahi thi. Chut mein halki si jalan, chunchiyon par nishaan ab gehre laal se halki guhongi mein badal chuke the. Papa ne doctor ke paas le jaane ki baat ki thi, lekin mummy ne mana kar diya. “Ab theek ho jaayega. Doctor ke paas jaakar sawal-jawab nahi seh paayenge.” Papa chup ho gaye. Unhone sirf itna kaha, “Jo chahiye bolo. Main hoon.”
Uske baad se ghar ka mahaul dheere-dheere badalne laga.
Main college nahi gayi. Mummy ne college ko phone karke aur do din ki chhutti le li — “Abhi bhi kamzori hai.” Papa office jaane lage, lekin har shaam jaldi aate. Unki aankhon mein ab bhi woh raat wali baat ghoomti rehti thi, lekin woh poochte nahi the. Bas dekhte rehte.
Mummy aur main… hum dono dheere-dheere ek doosre ke kareeb aane lage.
Pehle din shaam ko jab Papa TV dekh rahe the, mummy mere room mein aayi. Darwaza band kiya. Bed par mere bagal mein baith gayi. Kuch der chup rahi. Phir dheere se boli,
“Dard ab bhi hai?”
Mainne sir hilaya. “Thoda… chalne mein.”
Unhone mera haath pakad liya. Kal tak jo haath meri chunchiyon ko masalta tha, jo meri chut mein ungliyan daalta tha, aaj wohi haath sirf sahara de raha tha. Mainne unka haath wapas dabaya.
Us raat se hum dono ki baat cheet badalne lagi.
Dusre din subah naashta karte hue mummy ne achanak kaha, “Woh shoot… cancel kar dete hain.”
Mainne unki taraf dekha. Unhone chai ka cup neeche rakha.
“Ravi sir ne kal phone kiya tha. Agle scene ki baat kar rahe the. Mainne saaf mana kar diya. Kaha ki Anita ki tabiyat theek nahi, aur main bhi ab is line mein nahi jaana chahti. Unhone thoda pressure dala, paise ki baat ki, lekin mainne cut kar diya.”
Main chup rahi. Andar se ek ajeeb sa sukoon mila. Woh wala darr, woh cameras, woh teen aadivasi, woh khoon aur cum… ab aur nahi.
Mummy ne aage kaha, “Ab padhai pe dhyan de. college regular jaa. Main bhi ghar ke kaam mein busy rahungi. Jo hua… woh hum dono ke beech reh jaaye. Papa ko jo story bataayi hai, wahi hamari sachchai hai ab.”
Mainne sir hilaya. “Theek hai.”
Uske baad se din normal hone lage.
Main subah uthkar college jaane lagi. Uniform pehenti, baal baandhti, tiffin pakadti. Mummy door tak chhodti. Kabhi-kabhi mere baal theek karti, toh unki ungliyan mere maathe par phir jaati — lekin ab unmein woh garmi nahi thi. Sirf ek maa wali narmi thi.
college mein doston ke beech baithti. Hasati. Padhti. Teacher jab history ka chapter padhate toh main dhyan se sunti. Pehle jo dimaag mein sirf body, siskariyan aur dhakke ghoomte the, ab dheere-dheere books, homework aur class ke notes aa rahe the.
Shaam ko ghar aati to mummy kitchen mein hoti. Main bag rakhkar unke paas chali jaati. Kabhi aloo chheelne mein madad karti, kabhi unke saath chai peeti. Hum baatein karte — college ki, doston ki, padhai ki. Kabhi-kabhi khul ke has dete. Ek din mainne achanak kaha,
“Woh raat… ab bhi yaad aati hai.”
Mummy ne chhuri rakh di. Meri taraf dekha. Phir dheere se boli, “Aati rahegi. Lekin ab usse jeena nahi hai. Ab hum normal zindagi jeenge. Tu meri beti hai… aur ab meri saheli bhi. Jo baat dil mein aaye, khul ke bol dena. Main bhi bolungi.”
Us din ke baad hum aur khul gaye.
Raat ko jab Papa so jaate, kabhi-kabhi mummy mere room mein aa jaati. Bed par lit kar baatein karti. Kal ki shooting, chowkidar, budhdha, producer… sab kuch. Bina sharam ke, bina chhupaye. Kabhi main unse poochti, “Tumhe dard hua tha na us raat?” Toh woh seedha bolti, “Haan. Bahut. Lekin ab nahi sochna.” Kabhi woh poochti, “Teri padhai pe asar toh nahi pada?” Main bata deti, “Pehle distract hoti thi. Ab dhyan lagane ki koshish karti hoon.”
Ek din mainne college ka result dikhaya. Marks ache aaye the. Mummy ne mujhe pakad kar gale laga liya. Unki chunchiyan mere seene se lagi, lekin us mein koi garmi nahi thi. Sirf sukoon tha. Unhone mere baal sahlaate hue kaha, “Bahut accha. Ab isi tarah lagatar mehnat karti reh.”
Papa bhi dheere-dheere normal hone lage. Woh ab humari chaal nahi dekhte the. Khane par baithkar normal baatein karte — office ki, news ki. Kabhi-kabhi meri padhai ke baare mein poochte. Main bata deti. Unki aankhon mein ab bhi ek halka sa darr tha, lekin woh chhupaate the.
Hafta guzar gaya. Phir do hafte.
Body ke nishaan bilkul gayab ho gaye. Chut ki jalan khatam. Chalne-phirne mein koi takleef nahi rahi. Main phir se purani Anita jaisi ho gayi — college bag, books, doston ke saath hansi-mazak. Mummy bhi ghar ke kaam, TV serials, aur meri padhai mein busy rehne lagi.
Ek shaam ko balcony mein baithkar chai pi rahe the. Sooraj dhal raha tha. Mummy ne achanak kaha,
“Lagta hai ab hum nikal aaye us andhere se.”
Mainne unki taraf dekha. Unke chehre par halki muskurahat thi — thaki hui, lekin asli.
“Haan,” mainne kaha. “Ab normal hai.”
Unhone mera haath pakda. “Jo bhi hua… usne humein todne ki koshish ki. Lekin hum toot kar bhi ek doosre ke saath khade rahe. Ab sirf aage dekhna hai. Padhai, future, normal zindagi.”
Mainne unka haath dabaya.
Us shaam hawa mein koi bojh nahi tha.
Na koi shoot ka phone,
na koi choron wali story ka darr,
na koi chhupi hui garmi.
Sirf maa aur beti.
Saheliyan jaisi.
Khul ke baatein karti hui.
Normal zindagi jeeti hui.
Din aise hi guzarte rahe.
college, homework, mummy ke saath kitchen ki baatein, Papa ke saath dinner, aur raat ko shant neend.
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“Final close-ups! Camera tight!” Ravi sir ki awaaz gunji.
Sab lights ekdum se meri aur mummy ki nangi body par focus ho gaye. Cameras bilkul kareeb aa gaye — itne kareeb ki meri saans ki garmi lens par pad rahi thi. Teen aadivasi ab bhi hamare upar the. Unke lund ab bhi hard the, cum se geele, aur woh rukne wale nahi the.
Pehle aadivasi ne meri taangein itni zor se khol diin ki meri jaanghon mein dard utar aaya. Usne apna mota, kaala lund meri sooji hui chut ke muhane par tikaya. Mainne sir hilana shuru kiya,
“Nahi… please… aur nahi… ahhh…!”
Lekin usne ek hi janwar-jaise dhakke mein poora lund andar tak dhakel diya.
“AHHHH…!!!”
Meri awaaz itni unchi nikal gayi ki poora set gunj utha. Uske lund ne meri chut ko itna phaada ki mujhe saaf feel hua kuch andar se fat gaya. Geeli, garam dhaar meri chut se nikalne lagi — laal. Khoon.
Camera ne turant zoom kiya.
Close-up: meri khuli hui, sooji hui chut jisme mota lund baar-baar ghus-bahar ho raha tha, aur har dhakke ke saath laal khoon ki dhaarein cum ke saath mil kar bahar nikal rahi thin. Sticky, laal-safed mixture meri gaand aur thighs par fail raha tha.
“AHHH… nahi… khoon… ahhh… mat… ahhh…!!!”
Main bilkul jabardasti chillane lagi. Awaaz mein dard, darr aur majboori thi. Usne meri chunchiyon ko itni zor se pakda ki uske ungliyon ke nishaan laal pad gaye. Nipples ko pinch karke kheenchne laga. Meri soft chunchiyan laal ho chuki thin — daant ke nishaan, ungliyon ke nishaan, thappad ke nishaan.
Bagal mein mummy ki haalat bhi yahi thi.
Doosra aadivasi unki taangein kandhon tak fold karke dabaaye hue tha. Unki chut bilkul khuli hui thi — lips sooje hue, andar ka gulabi hissa saaf dikh raha tha. Usne apna lund poora andar tak dhakel rakha tha aur tezz, short, mazboot dhakke maar raha tha. Har thrust pe mummy ki bhaari chunchiyan upar-neeche uchal rahi thin. Unki chunchiyan bhi poori laal ho chuki thin — nishaan, barish, kaatne ke marks.
Mummy ki awaaz bhi ab control ke baahar thi—
“AHHHH… nahi… chhod do… ahhh… beti… ahhh… bahut ho gaya… ahhh…!!!”
Camera unki chut par zoom kar gaya. Close-up: unki poori khuli hui chut, mota lund baar-baar uske andar ghus raha tha, aur pehle se bhara hua cum har dhakke ke saath bahar nikal-nikal kar unki gaand par fail raha tha. Unki chut itni khul chuki thi ki lund ke baahar nikalte hi andar ka hissa thoda sa bahar ko aa jaata.
Teesra aadivasi dono ke beech ghum raha tha. Kabhi meri laal chunchiyon ko zor se masalta, kabhi mummy ki. Kabhi mera muh pakad kar apna lund dhakelta, kabhi mummy ka.
Ab final round shuru hua.
Pehle aadivasi ne meri taangein aur zyada khol diin. Usne meri chut mein lund daale hue hi meri clit ko anguthe se tezz tezz ragadna shuru kiya. Main sir zor-zor se hilane lagi—
“AHHH… mat… ahhh… nikal raha… ahhh… khoon… ahhh…!!!”
Uske dhakke ab itne tezz the ki meri poori body hil rahi thi. Khoon aur cum ki mixed dhaar continuously bahar nikal rahi thi. Camera ne bilkul tight close-up liya — meri chut ke lips lund ke around lipte hue, laal khoon ki lines, aur andar se nikalta hua thick cum.
Usne last ke 10-12 dhakke itni taaquat se maare ki meri aankhon ke saamne andhera chha gaya. Phir usne apna poora paani meri chut ke deep mein chod diya. Itna zyada ki mujhe feel hua jaise andar kuch aur nahi sama sakta. Cum ki dhaar khoon ke saath mil kar meri chut se bahar nikalne lagi.
“AHHHH… bhar diya… ahhh… nahi… ahhh…!!!”
Usne lund bahar nikaala. Camera ne turant capture kiya — meri poori khuli hui, laal, sooji hui chut jisse continuous cum aur khoon ki mixed dhaar bahar nikal rahi thi. Chut ke lips itne sooje hue the ki band nahi ho pa rahe the.
Ab mummy ki baari.
Doosra aadivasi unki chut mein itni tezz se dhakke maar raha tha ki unki siskariyan chillahaton mein badal gayi thin—
“AHHHH… ahhh… chhod… ahhh… bahut… ahhh…!!!”
Usne unki laal chunchiyon ko dono haathon se pakad kar itna zor se masla ki unke nishaan gehre laal pad gaye. Phir last thrusts maarte hue usne apna poora cum unki chut ke andar chod diya. Mummy ki body arch ho gayi. Unki chut se bhi cum ki moti dhaar bahar nikalne lagi.
Camera unki chut par gaya. Close-up: mummy ki bilkul khuli hui, sooji hui chut, andar ka hissa dikh raha tha, aur continuous cum nikal raha tha. Unki chunchiyan poori laal, nishaanon se bhari hui.
Teesra aadivasi ne dono ki chut mein baari-baari se apna lund daal kar last cum nikaala — pehle meri khoon-bhari chut mein, phir mummy ki khuli hui chut mein. Ab dono ki chut se cum ki dhaarein ruki nahi thin.
Final shot:
Camera ne pehle meri chut ka tight close-up liya — laal khoon aur safed cum ki mixed sticky dhaar, sooje hue lips, bilkul khuli hui. Phir mummy ki chut ka — poori tarah khuli hui, cum se labriz, andar tak dikhta hua. Phir dono ki laal, nishaan-bhari chunchiyon ka. Phir hamare faces ka — aankhon se paani, muh khula hua, siskariyan ab bhi nikal rahi thin—
“Ahh… ahh… umm… ahh…”
Ravi sir ki awaaz aayi,
“Cut! Final take done. Pack up.”
Cameras ruk gaye. Lights dim hue.
Main aur mummy zameen par kaampte hue pade the. Meri chut se ab bhi khoon aur cum tipak raha tha. Mummy ki chut se cum ki dhaar ruki nahi thi. Dono ki chunchiyan laal aur nishaanon se bhari hui thin. Awaaze ab dheemi pad rahi thin, lekin body ab bhi kaamp rahi thi.
Aakhri scene yahin khatam hua.
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“Pack up” ke baad set par ek ajeeb si khamoshi chha gayi thi. Lights dim ho chuke the. Cameras cover ho rahe the. Teen aadivasi artiste apne lungi sambhalte hue side mein chale gaye. Ravi sir aur Suresh sir apne assistants se baat kar rahe the.
Main aur mummy ab bhi usi soft zameen par leti thin. Meri chut se ab bhi halka-halka khoon aur cum tipak raha tha. Thighs bilkul sticky. Chunchiyan laal aur nishaanon se bhari hui. Mummy ki haalat bhi same thi — unki chut bilkul khuli hui, cum ki dhaarein unki jaanghon par sukhne lagi thin, chunchiyan gehre laal nishaanon se bhari.
Mainne pehle haath badhaaya. Body itni dard kar rahi thi ki uthna mushkil ho raha tha. Mummy ne bhi dheere se meri taraf haath badhaya. Hum dono ek doosre ka sahara le kar uthne ki koshish karne lage. Pairon mein bilkul taaquat nahi thi. Jaise hi main khadi hui, meri chut mein ek tezz dard utra aur main thodi si jhuk gayi.
“Ahh…” meri dabi hui awaaz nikal gayi.
Mummy ne mera baazu pakda. Unki apni chaal bhi bilkul normal nahi thi. Taangein faili hui, kamar jhuki hui. Dono ne ek doosre ko dekh liya. Aankhon mein thakan, dard aur ek gehra khali-pan tha.
Set ke corner mein ek chhota sa changing area tha. Wahan pehle se kuch spare clothes rakhe hue the — doosre scenes ke liye. Mainne dheere-dheere wahan kadam badhaye. Har kadam pe meri chut hilti, dard utarta, aur cum ki sticky feeling thighs ke beech se ragadti. Mummy mere bilkul bagal mein thin. Unki saari ke tukde peeche zameen par pade the, blouse phata hua.
Changing area mein pahunch kar mainne pehle ek clean panty uthayi. Haath kaamp rahe the. Mainne dheere se panty peheni. Jaise hi kapda meri sooji hui, khoon-aur-cum se geeli chut se laga, ek tezz jalan hui. Mainne aankhein band kar liin aur saans rok li. Phir bra uthayi. Laal nishaanon wali chunchiyon par bra ka kapda laga to phir se dard utra. Hook lagate waqt ungliyan kaamp rahi thin.
Mummy ne bhi same kiya. Unhone ek soft panty uthayi aur dheere-dheere peheni. Unki khuli hui chut par kapda lagte hi unke muh se halki siskari nikal gayi. Phir unhone bra pehni. Unki bhaari, laal chunchiyan bra ke cup mein adjust hote hi unhone aankhein band kar liin.
Ab kapdon ki baari thi. Hamare original kapde itne phate hue the ki pehenne layak nahi the. Mainne doosre set se ek simple kurti aur leggings nikaale. Kurti peheni to chunchiyon par thoda pressure aaya. Leggings chadhate waqt meri taangein kaamp rahi thin. Mummy ne ek plain salwar-kameez nikaali. Salwar chadhate hue unki chaal dekh kar samajh aa raha tha ki unhe bhi har kadam par dard ho raha hai.
Hum dono ne chehra thoda sa paani se dhooya. Aankhon ke around laali ab bhi thi. Hoth sooje hue. Gale par halki-halki nishaniyan.
Ravi sir ne door se kaha, “ Material bahut strong hai. Paise ki baat baad mein.”
Humne sir hilaya. Kuch nahi bola. Dheere-dheere set se baahar nikal gaye. Baahar ki hawa thodi thandi thi, lekin hamari body ab bhi garam aur dard se bhari hui thi.
Auto mila. Baithte hi mainne taangein faila kar baithne ki koshish ki. Leggings ke andar panty bilkul geeli si feel ho rahi thi. Mummy bhi mere bagal mein baithi. Unhone apni salwar ko thoda adjust kiya. Dono chup. Auto ke jhatkon se har baar dard utarta.
Ghar pahunche to shaam ke almost saat baj rahe the. Gate kholte hi pata chala ki Papa aa chuke hain. Unki slippers bahar rakhi thin. Dil zor se dhadak utha.
Andar gaye to Papa drawing room mein baithe the. TV chal raha tha. Unhone humhe dekhte hi TV band kiya.
“Itni der laga di? Market se seedha aa gaye kya?”
Main bol nahi paayi. Mummy ne aage badh kar normal awaaz banane ki koshish ki, lekin unki awaaz mein thakan saaf thi.
“Haan… thodi der late ho gaya.”
Papa ne meri taraf dekha. Phir mummy ki taraf. Unki nazar hamari chaal par ruk gayi. Main seedha nahi chal pa rahi thi. Taangein thodi faili hui, kadam chhote-chhote. Mummy ki bhi yahi haalat thi. Unhone apni salwar ko baar-baar adjust kiya.
Papa ne aankhein sikodi. “Kya hua? Dono ki chaal ajeeb kyun hai? Tabiyat theek nahi hai kya?”
Mainne neeche dekh liya. Mummy ne ek second socha, phir aage badh kar sofa par baith gayi. Baithte hi unke muh se halki si awaaz nikal gayi. Unhone meri taraf ishara kiya. Main bhi dheere se unke bagal mein baith gayi. Leggings ke andar se dard utar raha tha.
Papa khade ho gaye. “Bol na. Kya hua?”
Mummy ne saans bhari. Unhone apni aankhein neeche ki, jaise himmat jama rahi hon. Phir dheere se boli,
“Raaste mein… teen chor aa gaye the.”
Papa ki aankhein phail gayiin. “Kya?!”
Mummy ne meri taraf ek nazar daali, phir Papa ko dekhte hue story sunani shuru ki. Awaaz mein darr aur thakan dono thi.
“Hum auto se utar kar thoda sa walk kar rahe the… shortcut se. Wahan se teen ladke aa gaye. Pehle unhone paise maange, mobile maanga. Humne dene ki koshish ki… lekin unhone… unhone saman nahi liya.”
Papa ka chehra tight ho gaya. “Matlab?”
Mummy ki awaaz thodi kaampne lagi. “Unhone… hum dono ko… dhakka dekar ek khaali plot mein le gaye. Wahan… unhone humare kapde… phaad diye. Paise-mobile se zyada unki nazar… hum par thi. Unhone… hum dono ko… dhamki dekar… jo kiya…”
Woh ruki. Aankhein geeli ho gayi thin. Main chupchaap baithi rahi. Meri aankhein bhi bhar aayi thin — asli dard se, aur is jhooth ko nibhane ki majboori se.
Papa ka chehra laal ho gaya. Woh aage badhe. “Kya kiya unhone? Bol clearly!”
Mummy ne sir jhuka liya. “Jo soch sakte ho… wahi. Hum dono ko… alag-alag… zabardasti… kiya. Bahut der tak. Jab woh chale gaye… tab humne doosre kapde pehne jo wahan padey the kisi ne phenke hue… aur ghar aa gaye.”
Papa ne apna sir pakad liya. “security officer! Abhi security officer ko phone karta hoon!”
Mummy ne turant haath badha kar unka haath pakad liya. “Nahi… please mat karo. Unhone kaha tha agar security officer ko bataya toh… woh phir aayenge. Aur… humari izzat… ab aur logon ke saamne nahi… please Papa. Ab jo ho gaya so ho gaya. Hum… hum theek ho jaayenge.”
Papa ki aankhein laal thin. Woh room mein chhalne lage. “Teen chor… meri biwi aur beti ko… aur main yahan…”
Mainne dheere se kaha, awaaz bilkul dabi hui, “Papa… ab mat… please. Mummy theek keh rahi hain. Ab aur kuch nahi… hum sambhal lenge.”
Papa ne meri taraf dekha. Meri aankhon mein paani dekh kar unka chehra aur tight ho gaya. Unhone mummy ki taraf dekha — unki chaal, unke baithne ka tareeka, unke gale par halki nishaniyan jo saari ke neeche se thodi dikh rahi thin.
Woh aage aaye aur mummy ke kandhe par haath rakha. “Dono bathroom jao. Garam paani se naha lo. Main khana garam karta hoon. Kal doctor ke paas le jaayenge.”
Mummy ne sir hilaya. Main uthi. Uthte hi meri taang mein dard utra aur main thodi si lachakti. Papa ne turant mera haath pakad liya.
“Slowly… dheere.”
Mainne unka haath chhodne ki koshish nahi ki. Unke sahare se bathroom tak gayi. Mummy peeche-peeche aa rahi thin. Unki chaal dekh kar Papa ka chehra phir se kaala pad gaya.
Bathroom ka darwaza band hote hi mainne aankhein band kar liin.
Panty ke andar ab bhi sticky feeling thi.
Bra ke neeche laal nishaan dard kar rahe the.
Aur baahar Papa the… jo ab ek jhooth ki duniya mein khade the.
Mummy ne mera haath pakda. Paani ki awaaz ke peeche unhone dheere se kaha,
“Ab yeh story hi hamari sachchai hai. Samajh gayi na?”
Mainne sir hilaya.
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Us raat ke baad kuch din aise hi guzar gaye.
Pehle din subah uthte hi body ab bhi dard kar rahi thi. Chut mein halki si jalan, chunchiyon par nishaan ab gehre laal se halki guhongi mein badal chuke the. Papa ne doctor ke paas le jaane ki baat ki thi, lekin mummy ne mana kar diya. “Ab theek ho jaayega. Doctor ke paas jaakar sawal-jawab nahi seh paayenge.” Papa chup ho gaye. Unhone sirf itna kaha, “Jo chahiye bolo. Main hoon.”
Uske baad se ghar ka mahaul dheere-dheere badalne laga.
Main college nahi gayi. Mummy ne college ko phone karke aur do din ki chhutti le li — “Abhi bhi kamzori hai.” Papa office jaane lage, lekin har shaam jaldi aate. Unki aankhon mein ab bhi woh raat wali baat ghoomti rehti thi, lekin woh poochte nahi the. Bas dekhte rehte.
Mummy aur main… hum dono dheere-dheere ek doosre ke kareeb aane lage.
Pehle din shaam ko jab Papa TV dekh rahe the, mummy mere room mein aayi. Darwaza band kiya. Bed par mere bagal mein baith gayi. Kuch der chup rahi. Phir dheere se boli,
“Dard ab bhi hai?”
Mainne sir hilaya. “Thoda… chalne mein.”
Unhone mera haath pakad liya. Kal tak jo haath meri chunchiyon ko masalta tha, jo meri chut mein ungliyan daalta tha, aaj wohi haath sirf sahara de raha tha. Mainne unka haath wapas dabaya.
Us raat se hum dono ki baat cheet badalne lagi.
Dusre din subah naashta karte hue mummy ne achanak kaha, “Woh shoot… cancel kar dete hain.”
Mainne unki taraf dekha. Unhone chai ka cup neeche rakha.
“Ravi sir ne kal phone kiya tha. Agle scene ki baat kar rahe the. Mainne saaf mana kar diya. Kaha ki Anita ki tabiyat theek nahi, aur main bhi ab is line mein nahi jaana chahti. Unhone thoda pressure dala, paise ki baat ki, lekin mainne cut kar diya.”
Main chup rahi. Andar se ek ajeeb sa sukoon mila. Woh wala darr, woh cameras, woh teen aadivasi, woh khoon aur cum… ab aur nahi.
Mummy ne aage kaha, “Ab padhai pe dhyan de. college regular jaa. Main bhi ghar ke kaam mein busy rahungi. Jo hua… woh hum dono ke beech reh jaaye. Papa ko jo story bataayi hai, wahi hamari sachchai hai ab.”
Mainne sir hilaya. “Theek hai.”
Uske baad se din normal hone lage.
Main subah uthkar college jaane lagi. Uniform pehenti, baal baandhti, tiffin pakadti. Mummy door tak chhodti. Kabhi-kabhi mere baal theek karti, toh unki ungliyan mere maathe par phir jaati — lekin ab unmein woh garmi nahi thi. Sirf ek maa wali narmi thi.
college mein doston ke beech baithti. Hasati. Padhti. Teacher jab history ka chapter padhate toh main dhyan se sunti. Pehle jo dimaag mein sirf body, siskariyan aur dhakke ghoomte the, ab dheere-dheere books, homework aur class ke notes aa rahe the.
Shaam ko ghar aati to mummy kitchen mein hoti. Main bag rakhkar unke paas chali jaati. Kabhi aloo chheelne mein madad karti, kabhi unke saath chai peeti. Hum baatein karte — college ki, doston ki, padhai ki. Kabhi-kabhi khul ke has dete. Ek din mainne achanak kaha,
“Woh raat… ab bhi yaad aati hai.”
Mummy ne chhuri rakh di. Meri taraf dekha. Phir dheere se boli, “Aati rahegi. Lekin ab usse jeena nahi hai. Ab hum normal zindagi jeenge. Tu meri beti hai… aur ab meri saheli bhi. Jo baat dil mein aaye, khul ke bol dena. Main bhi bolungi.”
Us din ke baad hum aur khul gaye.
Raat ko jab Papa so jaate, kabhi-kabhi mummy mere room mein aa jaati. Bed par lit kar baatein karti. Kal ki shooting, chowkidar, budhdha, producer… sab kuch. Bina sharam ke, bina chhupaye. Kabhi main unse poochti, “Tumhe dard hua tha na us raat?” Toh woh seedha bolti, “Haan. Bahut. Lekin ab nahi sochna.” Kabhi woh poochti, “Teri padhai pe asar toh nahi pada?” Main bata deti, “Pehle distract hoti thi. Ab dhyan lagane ki koshish karti hoon.”
Ek din mainne college ka result dikhaya. Marks ache aaye the. Mummy ne mujhe pakad kar gale laga liya. Unki chunchiyan mere seene se lagi, lekin us mein koi garmi nahi thi. Sirf sukoon tha. Unhone mere baal sahlaate hue kaha, “Bahut accha. Ab isi tarah lagatar mehnat karti reh.”
Papa bhi dheere-dheere normal hone lage. Woh ab humari chaal nahi dekhte the. Khane par baithkar normal baatein karte — office ki, news ki. Kabhi-kabhi meri padhai ke baare mein poochte. Main bata deti. Unki aankhon mein ab bhi ek halka sa darr tha, lekin woh chhupaate the.
Hafta guzar gaya. Phir do hafte.
Body ke nishaan bilkul gayab ho gaye. Chut ki jalan khatam. Chalne-phirne mein koi takleef nahi rahi. Main phir se purani Anita jaisi ho gayi — college bag, books, doston ke saath hansi-mazak. Mummy bhi ghar ke kaam, TV serials, aur meri padhai mein busy rehne lagi.
Ek shaam ko balcony mein baithkar chai pi rahe the. Sooraj dhal raha tha. Mummy ne achanak kaha,
“Lagta hai ab hum nikal aaye us andhere se.”
Mainne unki taraf dekha. Unke chehre par halki muskurahat thi — thaki hui, lekin asli.
“Haan,” mainne kaha. “Ab normal hai.”
Unhone mera haath pakda. “Jo bhi hua… usne humein todne ki koshish ki. Lekin hum toot kar bhi ek doosre ke saath khade rahe. Ab sirf aage dekhna hai. Padhai, future, normal zindagi.”
Mainne unka haath dabaya.
Us shaam hawa mein koi bojh nahi tha.
Na koi shoot ka phone,
na koi choron wali story ka darr,
na koi chhupi hui garmi.
Sirf maa aur beti.
Saheliyan jaisi.
Khul ke baatein karti hui.
Normal zindagi jeeti hui.
Din aise hi guzarte rahe.
college, homework, mummy ke saath kitchen ki baatein, Papa ke saath dinner, aur raat ko shant neend.
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ANITA PATEL
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