Misc. Erotica सुपरस्टीशन

[maitripatel]

Babaji ne ab apni jagah se uthkar Mayuri ke bilkul paas aakar baith gaye. Unke ghutne ab uske ghutno ko choo rahe the. Unhone dheere se apna haath badhaya aur uske thodi ko upar uthate hue uski aankhon mein dekha.

Babaji ne apna haath phir se uske kandhe par rakha, lekin is baar ungliyaan halke-halke uski gardan ki taraf sarkane lagi. Unki awaaz ab aur bhi gehri aur vasna bhari ho gayi thi: Maitri ki rachana.
 
"Mayuri… tumhe shayad dar lag raha hai. Koi baat nahi. Shuru mein har stri ko sankoch hota hai. Lekin yaad rakho… sharir ki bhook bhi utni hi asli hai jitni atma ki."
 
Babaji ne apni awaaz ko aur bhi gehri, madhur aur sammohak banate hue poocha,
 
"Achha, mujhe ye batao Mayuri… jab Gopal tumhara chumban leta hai, to tumhe kaisa lagta hai?"
 
Mayuri ne apna chehra puri tarah neeche kar liya. Uski aankhe ab neeche zameen ko naap rahi thi, uska gaal, kaan aur gardan tak laal surkh ho chuke the. Woh kuch pal chup rahi, phir bahut dheemi, kaap ti hui awaaz mein boli,
 
"Ji… achha hi lagta hai… jaise sab parinita ko lagta hai."
 
Babaji ne apne pair neeche latka liye, ghutno par baazue rakhkar thoda aur aage jhuk gaye. Ab unke aur Mayuri ke beech bahut kam doori reh gayi thi.
 
"Kahan choomne par sabse zyada aanand aata hai?" Unhone poocha.
 
Mayuri chup rahi. Uski saansein bhaari ho gayi thi.
 
Babaji ne dheere-dheere aage badhaya, "Tumhare hothon par… ya gardan par… ya phir…"
 
Ve jaan-boojh kar ruk gaye. Mayuri ne tez saans lete hue apna chehra upar uthaya. Uski aankhon mein sharm, uttejana aur sankoch ke laal dore tair rahe the.
 
Babaji ne uski chhaati ki taraf ishara karte hue, "stan" shabd par vishesh jor dete hue kaha,
 
"…ya phir tumhare stanon par?"
 
Mayuri ki saansein railgadi ke engine ki tarah tez aur bhaari ho gayin. Uski seena upar-neeche hone laga. Babaji ko turant samajh aa gaya ki unhone sahi jagah par nishana saadha hai.
 
Mayuri ne dheere se sir haan mein hila diya aur phir sharm se apna chehra saadi ke pallu mein chhupa liya. Edited by Funlover.
 
Babaji muskuraaye, "Aur kya Gopal ne kabhi 'kalp-urja kriya' ka prayog kiya hai tumhare stanon par?" "Kalpurja ka shabd prayog jaan-bujh kar kiya taaki Mayuri ka doosra prashn ye rahe ki woh kya hota hai.
 
Mayuri ne hairani se poochha, "Ye… "kalpurja", ye kya hoti hai?"
 
Babaji ne gyaani mudra banate hue samjhaaya,
 
"Ye ek bahut hi prachin kriya hai. Ismein purush stri ke un angon par vishesh dhyan lagata hai jahan use sabse adhik sukh milta hai. Yah kriya donon taraf se ki ja sakti hai… stri purush ko, aur purush stri ko. Isse sharir ki urja jagrit hoti hai aur dampatya jeevan mein naya josh pradan hota hai."
 
Mayuri ne aashcharya se kaha, "Achha… aisa bhi hota hai? Par na to inhone kabhi kiya, na maine…"
 
Babaji ne dheere se muskurate hue kaha,
 
"Jab tum Gopal ke ling ko apne muh mein lekar choosti thi, woh bhi isi kriya ka ek roop tha."
 
"Lund choosne" wali spasht baat sunkar Mayuri phir se sharma gayi. Usne donon haathon se apna muh dhaank liya.
 
Babaji ne aage kaha,
 
"Isiliye maine poochha tha ki tumhen kis ang par chumban aur sparsh se sabse zyada aanand milta hai."
 
Mayuri chupchap unki baatein sunti rahi. Babaji ne ant mein apni mansha saaf kar di:
 
"Agar tum chaaho, to main tumhen ye kalpurja kriya sikha sakta hoon. Jiska prayog karke tum apne bikhre hue dampatya jeevan ko phir se khushhaal bana sakti ho."
 
Mayuri thoda hichkichaayi, "Par Babaji ji… Gopal ko sabak sikhana tha…"
 
Babaji ne aatmvishwas se kaha,
 
"Uski chinta mat karo Mayuri. Agar tum chaahegi to mere kehne par woh maafi bhi maang lega, sharaab bhi chhod dega aur sirf tumhare baare mein sochega. Hamare puraanon, kaamsutra aur kok shastra mein in sab samasyaon ka poora nivaran likha hai." Rachayita Maitri Patel hai.
 
Mayuri ne kuch pal socha, phir dheere se boli,
 
"Theek hai Babaji ji… aap bataaiye mujhe kya karna hoga."
 
Babaji: "Main tumhen woh kriya sikhaunga… jisse tum apne pati ko phir se apne vash mein kar sakti ho."
 
Mayuri ne halka sa sir hilaya, "Main… taiyar hoon."
 
Mayuri ke is aatmvishwas bhare chehre ko dekhkar Babaji ka mota lund dhoti ke andar puri tarah khada ho gaya. Unki aankhon mein bhook aur vijay ka mishran tha.
 
"Shuruat hamesha chhoti-chhoti kriyaon se hoti hai Mayuri…" Unki awaaz ab puri tarah vasna se bhari hui thi.
 
"Pehle main tumhen dikhata hoon ki stanon par kalpurja kriya kaise ki jaati hai… phir tum khud mahsoos karke batana ki kaisa lagta hai."
 
Unki ungliyaan Mayuri ke blouse ki upri hook ki taraf sarkne lagi.
 
Mayuri ka poora sharir sihar raha tha. Uski saansein tez thi, hoth sookh gaye the, lekin woh ruki nahi.
 
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Maitri Patel.