Misc. Erotica सुपरस्टीशन

[maitripatel]

Mayuri bilkul nangi bastar par leti hui thi. Uski aankhein band thi aur saansein abhi bhi bhaari chal rahi thi. Uski chehre par ek sharmili, lekin behad kaamuk muskaan khel rahi thi.

'Aao Babaji… ab mat ruko… bhog lo is shareer ko… chod daalo apni is daasi ko… aaj poori tarah sama jao mujh mein…'
 
Ye khayaal uske dimaag mein baar-baar ghoom rahe the. Uski choot abhi bhi pichhle orgasm se kaamp rahi thi aur usme se ras ki boondein dheere-dheere beh rahi thin. Woh apne dono pair halke se phailaaye leti thi, jaise Babaji ke aane ka intezaar kar rahi ho. Uski boble upar-neeche ho rahe the aur nipples abhi bhi sakht khade the. Woh bas kalpana kar rahi thi ki kab Babaji ka woh mota, garam ghoda uski choot par dastak dega aur use poori tarah bhar dega. Ek zabardast thukaai ke liye woh apne aap ko taiyaar kar rahi thi.
 
Lekin kaafi der ho gayi. Koi awaaz nahi aayi. Koi sparsh nahi hua.
 
Aakhir Mayuri ne aankhein kholin. Kamra khaali tha. Babaji kahin nahi the.
 
"Ye…? Behenchod.....kahan chala gaya....." woh hairan ho gayi. Usne jaldi se uthkar chaaron taraf dekha, phir khidki ke paas gayi aur bahar jhaanka.
 
Babaji mandir ke bahar ek bhakt se baat kar rahe the. Woh jaan-boojh kar Mayuri ko adhoori pyaas ke saath chhodkar bahar chale gaye the.
 
Mayuri ka chehra nirasha aur sharm se laal ho gaya. Uski choot abhi bhi bhookhi thi, ek lambi thukaai chaahiye thi aur ab aur zyada taral ho rahi thi. Lekin waqt ho chuka tha. Richa kisi bhi samay aa sakti thi. Usne jaldi-jaldi apne kapde pehne, baal theek kiye aur peeche ke darwaaze se chupchaap nikal kar apne ghar chali gayi. Jaate waqt uske kadam bhaari the aur choot mein abhi bhi ek khaalipan aur tadap mehsoos ho rahi thi. Rachayita Maitri Patel.
 
"Aise kaise ek choot ko bina maare aadmi jaa sakta hai!" Mann hi mann sochti woh bhaari paagalon se door hoti ja rahi thi.
 
Jab Babaji kuch der baad waapas aaye toh kamra khaali dekh kar rahasyamayi andaaz mein hans pade.
 
"Bahut achhi aurat hai… jaldi hi toot jayegi," unhone mann hi mann kaha. Woh jaan-boojh kar Mayuri ko tarpaakar chhodna chahte the. Pooja toh unke paas pehle se hi thi - ek aagyakaari, bhookhi aur poori tarah samarpit choot. Isliye woh Mayuri par saare prayog karna chahte the, use dheere-dheere todna chahte the.
 
Thodi der baad Pooja aa gayi. Aaj uske haath mein ghar ke bane khaas pakwaan the, Holi ke liye bani gujiya aur laddu. Woh Babaji ke liye khaas taur par leke aayi thi.
 
Dono mandir mein hi baith gaye. Pooja aaj kuch zyada hi bechain nazar aa rahi thi. Baar-baar apni jaanghein ragad rahi thi, apni saadi ka pallu theek kar rahi thi, aur Babaji ko laalsa bhari nazron se dekh rahi thi. Uski choot mein tez khujli ho rahi thi. Pichhle kai dino ki niyamit chudai ki wajah se ab use din mein bhi Babaji ka mota land yaad aata rehta tha. Uski choot aur gaand ab hamesha Babaji ke land ke liye aatur rehti thi.
 
Babaji uski kasmasahat ko achhe se dekh rahe the aur dil hi dil mein muskura rahe the. Sahayikaa Sauni Patel.
 
Babaji ne poochha,
 
"Kya hua Pooja? Tum aaj thodi asahaj dikh rahi ho! Kya karan hai?"
 
Pooja ne sharmate hue, lekin adheer swar mein kaha,
 
"Jee nahin… aisa kuch nahin… bas main… soch rahi thi ki aaj aap andar kyun nahin chal rahe…"
 
Usne Babaji ke kamre ki taraf ishaara kiya. Uski awaaz mein spasht bhookh thi.
 
Babaji halke se hanse aur kaamuk andaaz mein bole,
 
"Chalte hain… itni jaldi kya hai? Lagta hai ab tumhe roz chudne ki aadat pad gayi hai… hai na?"
 
Pooja ne sharm se apna munh neeche kar liya. Uske gaal gulabi ho gaye, lekin uski choot aur bhi geeli ho gayi.
 
Babaji ne aage kaha,
 
"Achha suno… yaad hai tumne kaha tha ki mujhe kisi bhi kaam ke liye mana nahin karogi?"
 
Pooja ne turant sir uthaya, Babaji ki aankhon mein aankhein daal kar, seena aage kar ke vishwas bhare swar mein boli,
 
"Yaad hai Babaji jee… aap aagya kijiye. Main aapke liye kuch bhi karne ko taiyaar hoon."
 
Babaji ne muskurate hue kaha,
 
"To suno… aaj raat 9 baje tum mere paas aana. Aur jo kaam hum roz din mein karte hain, woh aaj raat mein karenge… aur ek naye tareeke se karenge."
 
Pooja ki aankhein uttejna se chamak uthin. Uski saansein tez ho gayin. Usne hoth kaatte hue dheere se poochha,
 
"Naye tareeke se… matlab…?"
 
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Prastutkarta Maitri Patel.