[maitripatel]

Babaji ne apni awaaz ko aur bhi gehri, sammohak aur vashna se bhari banate hue kaha, "To jaisa maine kaha tha Mayuri... Kalp-Urja Kriya ek aisi divya kriya hai, jismein ek saathi dusre ko uttejana ke us shikhar tak le ja sakta hai, jahan woh aaj tak kabhi nahi pahuncha hoga. Sharir ki har nas fadakne lage, rongte khade ho jayen aur aatma tak sihran pahunch jaye. Agar tumne nishchay kar hi liya hai, to mujhe apne sharir ke us sabse pavitra aur sanvedansheel ang, apne stano par - ye kriya karne ki anumati deni hogi. Bolo... taiyaar ho?"

Mayuri Babaji ki in spasht aur kamuk baaton ko sunkar phir se sharm ke samandar mein doob gayi. Uska poora chehra, gardan aur chhati tak laal ho gaya. Woh kuch bol nahi paayi, sirf apni ungliyon ko kaskar pakde rahi.
 
Babaji ne dheere se muskurate hue aage kaha, "Sharm mat karo Mayuri. Yahan sharm karne se kuch nahi seekh paogi. Tum aisa karo... apni saari utaarkar khadhi ho jao. Aur haan... ye blouse bhi utaar do." Rachanakaar Maitri hai.
 
Mayuri kai pal tak chupchap sochti rahi. Babaji dwara diye gaye upkaar, Ruchi ki padhAI, paise aur bharose ki baatein uske man mein ghoom rahi thin. Aakhirkaar usne aankhen band kar liin, chehra doosri taraf ghumaa liya aur kaanpte hthon se apni saari ka pallu kholne lagi.
 
Babaji ne use dekhte hue kaha, "Ye kya kar rahi ho Mayuri? Aise sharmaogi to kuch bhi nahi seekh paogi. Meri taraf muh karke khadhi ho. Upar se nirwastr ho jao. Mujhe dekhne do... tumhe bina kisi jhijhak ke. Aur daro mat, tumhari sammati ke bina kuch nahi hoga." Baba jaanta tha ki use us jagah tak le jaaunga jahan se woh naa kah hi nahi sakti.
 
Mayuri ne gehri saans li. Uski chhati tezi se upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Woh dheere-dheere Babaji ki taraf ghum gayi aur apni saari ka pallu neeche gira diya.
 
Babaji palathi maar kar baith gaye. Unki aankhen tharki Seth ki tarah chamak rahi thin, jaise koi kothe par baitha mehngi veshya ka nritya dekh raha ho.
 
Saari ka pallu girte hi Mayuri ki bhaari, bhari-bhari chhatiyan blouse mein kaid hokar bhi unke saamne ujaagar ho gayin. Blouse ke patle kapde ke andar kaali bra aur uske neeche mote, ubhre hue nipple saaf nazar aa rahe the.
 
Mayuri ne dheere-dheere apne blouse ke hook kholne shuru kiye. Jaise-jaise hook khulte ja rahe the, uske stan apne asli aakar mein aane lage - dabe hue se aazaad hokar halke se uchhalne ko taiyaar. Aakhri hook khulte hi blouse ke dono palle bidak kar daayen aur baayen kandhon par ja gire.
 
Uski nazrein abhi bhi neeche jhuki hui thin.
 
Babaji ne gehri, bhookhi awaaz mein kaha, "Mayuri... meri taraf dekho. Sharm ko apne andar mat dabao. Aankhon mein aankhen daalkar kholo apne ang-vastra ko. Varna ye sharm tumhe aage kabhi nahi badhne degi."
 
Mayuri ne dheere se apna chehra upar uthaya. Uski nashili, sharm aur uttejana se bhari aankhen Babaji ki vashna bhari aankhon se takrayin. Usne donon hathon se blouse ke kinaron ko pakda, ek madak angdaai li aur blouse ko poori tarah utaarkar phenk diya. Lekhikaa Maitri Patel.
 
Ab Mayuri sirf apni kaali bra aur petticoat mein khadhi thi. Uski bhaari chhatiyan bra ke kaid se bahar nikalne ko betaab thin.
 
Babaji ne apni dhoti ke andar fadakte hue mote land ko haath se dabate hue kaha, "Kitna zulm karti ho tum apni in sundar chhatiyon par... itni chhoti-si bra mein unhen kaid karke rakhna... uff... kitna paap hai ye."
 
Mayuri ke hothon par pehli baar halki-si sharmili muskuraan aayi.
 
Babaji ne aur aage jhuk kar, bhookhi nazron se ghoorte hue kaha, "Ab neeche girao is aakhri baddha ko bhi... aur dekhne do mujhe apne in sundar, rasile urojon ko. Mujhe batao... ye kitne din se pyaase hain sachche sparsh ke liye?"
 
Mayuri ka dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Usne kaanpte hathon se peeche haath daale, bra ke hook khol diye. Bra chhitak kar uske jism se alag ho gayi. Agar usne bra ke cup ko haath se na pakda hota, to shayad woh seedhe Babaji ke chehre par gir jaati.
 
Mayuri ne dhadakte dil ke saath apne haath hata liye. Bra sookhe patte ki tarah neeche lahrati hui gir gayi. Edited by Funlover.
 
Uski do bhaari, gol, doodhiya chhatiyan poori aazaadi se baahar aa gayin. Bade-bade, gulabi-bhooray nipple hawa mein sihhte the.
 
Babaji ki saansein bhaari ho gayin. Unhonne lambi saans lete hue kaha, "Uff... Mayuri... kya nazara hai ye. Itni bdi, itni kasi hui, itni rasili chhatiyan... aaj tak maine aisi nahi dekhi. Kitni bhookhi dikh rahi hain ye... jaise saalon se sahi sparsh ki tadap mein hon."
 
Mayuri sharm se kaanp rahi thi, lekin Babaji ki in kamuk tareefon se uske nipple aur bhi sakht ho gaye the.
 
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