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Adhyay 61: gunagune paani ki dhar, 144 BPM ka charmotkarsh aur sirdard ka bahaana

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common bathroom ka wo lakadi ka bhaari darwaaza jab Tauji ke peechhe bahut aahista se band hua: *klik*, to us band darwaaze ke baahar, us ghane aur neele andhere mein khadi Kaavya ka poora wajood kisi zalazale ki tarah kanp raha tha.

uske nange pair Italian marble ke thande farsh par jame hue the, lekin uske bheetar ka khoon kisi ubalate hue lawe ki tarah uski nason mein daud raha tha.

Kaavya ne apne donon haathon ko apni jaanghon se sata rakha tha, lekin uski dahini hatheli...

uski wo gori, mulayam aur nazuk hatheli... us hatheli ke por-por mein ek aisi dahakati hui, khaulati hui bhatti jaisi aag sulag rahi thi maano usne kisi jalate hue angare ko seedhe apni mutthi mein bheench liya ho!

us patli, purani aur ghisi hui cotton lungi ke aar-par...

Tauji ke us wishalakay, saadhe aath inch ke dahakate hue paurush ki wo sakht, lohe jaisi kathorata... uski wo ubhari hui, thap-thap karati nasen... aur uska wo aadim, asadharan aakar...

Kaavya ki hatheli ki twacha par wo chhuan kisi garm mohar ki tarah hamesha-hamesha ke liye chhap chuki thi. wo chhuan sirf ek shareerik sparsh Nahi thi; wo ek aisa manasik aur daihik aaghat tha jisane chhah sal ke waiwahik jeewan ki sari seemaon, sari maryadaon aur sari naitikataon ko ek second mein pighalakar rakh diya tha.

Kaavya ki saansen itani tez, itani uthali aur itani bekaboo chal rahi thin ki uski patli, sleewales jamuni nighty ke neeche uska seena kisi pagal dhaunkani ki tarah oopar-neeche ho raha tha. uske donon stanon ke sanwedanasheel, tane hue sire, jo takkar ke us ek bhayanak second mein Tauji ki ghane balon wali, faulaadi aur paseene se tar chhaati ke pattharon ke neeche bilkul sapat dab gaye the, unamen bijali ki ek aisi cheekhati hui, meethi aur asahaneey jhanajhanahat daud rahi thi jisane uski reedh ki haddi ko sunn kar diya tha.

andar bathroom ki sitakani bahut aahista se khanche mein baithi: *khat.*

aur phir... band darwaaze ke par se aati aawazon ne Kaavya ke kaleje ko marod kar rakh diya.

usne suna... Tauji ki moti, khuradari ungliyan apni lungi ki dheeli ganth ko badi mashakkat se neeche khisaka rahi thin: kapadon ki ek bahut dheemi, ghisatati hui sarasarahat. phir us bhaari, 95 kilo ke wishalakay badan ka bhar jab westarn commode ki plastik seet par utara, to seet ne ek halki si charamarahat ki.

Tauji commode par baith chuke the.

bilkul waise hi, jaise unhone kuchh hi second pehle apni sharm aur hethi ko peete hue dahleez par kabool kiya tha... auraton ki tarah, janaana dhang se baithakar!

aur uske theek bad... commode ke paani par girati hui peshab ki ek seedhi, dabi hui aur maddham dhar ki aawaz us sannaate mein goonj uthi: *chharrarr... jharrarr...*

yeh wo mardana, prachand aur goonjata hua garjan Nahi tha jo khade hokar do pheet oopar se siremik par takarata tha, jaisa Rajesh ne sajhi deewaar ke par suna tha; yeh ek toote hue, laachaar bujurg ki us maun jillat ki aawaz thi jisane apni kulawadhoo ki maryada bachane ke liye apni sadiyon purani mardaangi ke abhiman ko commode par jhuka diya tha.

peshab khatm hone ke bad, Tauji ki bhaari saanson ki aawaz aaee. phir unke plaster chadhe haath ke uthane ki sarasarahat hui... aur unki theek ho rahi ungliyon aur hatheli ke pichhale jod ne commode ke oopar lage bade, gol krom flush-button ko poori takat se neeche daba diya:

*klik... hushashash-sh-sh...!*

paani ka ek tez, uphanata hua bhanwar commode ke bheetar ghooma aur sab kuchh bahakar le gaya. phir nal ka haindal unki ungliyon ke sahare ghooma, paani se haath dhone ki aawaz aaee, aur nal band ho gaya.

Kaavya ke gale mein aansuon ka ek bhaari ghoont atak gaya. wo chahati to us darwaaze ko dhakka dekar andar ja sakati thi. wo janati thi ki 56 sal ka wo laachaar, wishalakay bujurg donon haathon par choone ka bhaari plaster chadhae khada tha. use sahare ki zaroorat thi. wo mareez tha, aur wo uski bahu thi jisane ikkees dinon tak ek nars, ek beti aur ek samarpit kulawadhoo ki tarah unke jism ki teemaradari ki thi.

lekin aaj raat... Tauji ne apni mardaangi ki hethi sahakar bhi, use apni dehari se baahar rakhakar us pawitr rishte ki laj bacha li thi.

lekin is time... is aadhi raat ke sawa do baje...

us darwaaze ki chaukhat ko par karana Kaavya ke liye apni hi chita par kadam rakhane jaisa tha!

saamne sirf baarah pheet ki doori par wo master bedroom tha jahan Rajesh soya hua tha, ya sone ka dhong kar raha tha. Rajesh ki wo zahareeli, shak bhari aankhen... uski wo ghinauni jirah... aur uska wo wikrit, beemar chehra Kaavya ki aankhon ke saamne nach raha tha. agar is time Rajesh baahar aa jata... agar usne Kaavya ko aadhi raat ko us band bathroom ke bheetar us 95 kilo ke dehati mard ke sath dekh liya hota... to is ghar mein wo pralay aa jati jise duniya ki koi saphaee, koi daleel kabhi Nahi samet pati.

aur usase bhi bada dar...

usase bhi zyada khauphanak sach wo tha jo Kaavya ke apne badan ke bheetar ghat raha tha!

Kaavya apni jaanghon ko aapas mein bheenchate hue deewaar ke sahare ladakhada kar do kadam peechhe hati.

uski donon jaanghon ke sangam par... uske antarang badan ke sabase gehre, sanwedanasheel tahakhane mein... ek aisa garm, chipachipa aur bekaboo sailab umad pada tha jisane uski cotton penti ko poori tarah tar-batar kar diya tha.

uski kaamuk bhookh... uski wo atript, dabi hui aur pyasi shareerik tadap... jo pichhale chhah maheenon ke waiwahik sookhe aur kal raat Rajesh ke us das second ke sharmanak, dheele-dhale mazak ke bad bheetar hi bheetar sulag rahi thi... Tauji ke us dahakate hue ang ke ek hi sparsh se bhadakakar dawanal ban chuki thi!

Kaavya ke honth kanp rahe the. usne apni donon jaanghon ko itani jor se ek-doosre se bheench liya ki uski nason mein khinchaw aa gaya.

chhah maheene!

chhah lambe, sookhe aur apamanajanak maheene usne is soone bistar par kate the. jab bhi wo apne pati ke qareeb jana chahati thi, to Rajesh ya to thakan ka bahaana banakar karawat badal leta tha, ya phir uski wo liwar ki dawaiyan, kamajori aur anichchha unke beech ek kadawi deewaar banakar khadi ho jati thin. aur kal raat... jab badi minnaton aur taiyari ke bad wo pal aaya bhi, to us 57-emaem ke dheele pade rabar ke gubbare ke saamne das second mein hi sab kuchh bikhar gaya tha! Kaavya us bistar par pyasi, asantusht aur bheetar tak chidhi hui chhod di gayi thi.

aur aaj...

aaj us andhere galiyaare mein, us 56 sal ke dehati bujurg ke us saadhe aath inch ke faulaadi paurush ne... us badan ki aadim, anachhuee aur prachand garmi ne... Kaavya ki us soee hui, bhookhi aurat ko ek hi jhatake mein jagakar rakh diya tha!

Kaavya ki aankhen aansuon se bhar aaeen.

*‘he bhagawan... yeh mujhe kya ho raha hai?’*

usne apne donon kanpate haathon se apna munh daba liya taaki uske munh se koi sisakari ya cheekh baahar n nikal jae.

uska poora badan bhookh se tadap raha tha. uski clitoris itani sooj chuki thi, itani khinchi hui aur dhadakati hui mahasoos ho rahi thi ki nighty ka halka sa gharshan bhi uski nason mein aag laga raha tha. wo is halat mein... is khaulati hui, pagal kar dene wali kaamuk uttejna ke sath wapas us bistar par, us namard aur wikrit pati ke bagal mein jakar chupachap Nahi let sakati thi!

agar wo us bistar par gayi, to uski saanson ki yeh tapish, uske badan ki yeh kanpakanpi aur uski jaanghon ke beech ki yeh nami Rajesh ke saamne uska sara kachcha-chittha kholakar rakh degi.

use khud ko shant karana tha.

use is aag ko, is asahaneey jaiwik unmad ko apne jism se nichodakar baahar phenkana tha, warana uski rooh jalakar rakh ho jati!

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Kaavya ne dabe panw, billi jaisi khaamoshi ke sath apne kadam peechhe kheenche.

wo galiyaare ke andhere ko cheerati hui master bedroom ki taraf badhi. usne darwaaze ke haindal ko bahut hi nazakat se chhua. darwaaza bina kisi aahat ke aadha inch khula, aur wo parachhaee ki tarah kamre ke bheetar phisal aaee.

kamra bilkul kaala tha.

AC ki thandi ghuraghurahat badastoor jari thi. bistar ke doosre kinaare par Rajesh usi tarah seedha pada tha, uski aankhen band thin aur uski chhaati dheemi raphtar se hil rahi thi.

Kaavya ne uski taraf ek bar bhi Nahi dekha. usne apne nange kadamon ko master bedroom se jude praiwet bathroom (ataichd bathroom) ki taraf mod diya.

usne bathroom ka darwaaza khola, andar kadam rakha aur bina koi khataka kiye sitakani ko bahut hi aahista se khanche mein baitha diya: *klik.*

andar ka sannaata bilkul alag tha.

yahan ki deewaaren gehre sleti aur safed Italian tiles se saji thin. bada sa sheesha, phloting vanity counter aur kone mein kanch ka sheeshedar shower cabin.

Kaavya ne lait Nahi jalaee.

use achchhi tarah pata tha ki raat ke dhaai baje agar bathroom ke kanch ke wentileshan se roshni ki kiran baahar bedroom mein jaegi, to wo Rajesh ki band aankhon par bhi ek sawal banakar chamakegi. usne sirf sheeshe ke neeche lagi wo bareek, neeli LED nait-strip on ki, jisase poore bathroom mein ek behad dhundhala, rahasyamayi aur sard neela prakash phail gaya.

Kaavya kanch ke us bade sheeshe ke saamne aakar khadi ho gayi.

neele dhundhalake mein uska apna chehra kisi ajanabi, kamatur dewi jaisa dikh raha tha. uski aankhen nasheeli aur chadhi hui thin, uske galon par sharm aur uttejna ki gehri surkhi daud rahi thi, aur uske honth itane sookhe the ki wo bar-bar apni kanpati jeebh se unako geela kar rahi thi. uske gale ke nichale hisse mein, jahan hansali ki haddiyan milati thin, wahan ek nas bahut tez raphtar se dhadak rahi thi, maano uska dil uske halak mein aakar dhadak raha ho.

uski baeen kalaai par bandha wo roz-gold waterproof fitness band...

us band ka wo hara optical sensor us neele andhere mein kisi pagal juganoo ki tarah teji se dhadak raha tha: *blink... blink... blink...*

har hari chamak ke sath wo masheen Kaavya ki nason ke bheetar khaulate khoon ki raphtar ko nap rahi thi.

Kaavya ne apni ungliyon se us band ke chikane, silicone patte ko chhua.

shaam ko jab Rajesh ne yeh uske haath mein pahanaya tha, to usne kitani masoomiyat se kaha tha: *'Kaavya, tum din bhar buteek mein bhagadaud karati ho, phir ghar aakar Tauji ki dekhabhal aur khana... mujhe tumhaari sehat ki phikr rahati hai. yeh waterproof hai, ise kabhi utarane ki zaroorat Nahi padegi.'*

tab Kaavya ne socha tha ki shayad yeh uske pati ka prem hai.

lekin ab, is aadhi raat ke sannaate mein, us band ki wo hari roshni use kisi zahareele sanp ki aankh jaisi lag rahi thi jo seedhe uski twacha par baithakar uski rooh ki sabase chhipi hui, sabase papi dhadkanon par pahara de raha tha!

Kaavya ne screen par apni nazar dali.

screen par laal rang ka dil bana hua tha aur uske neeche ka ank tharathara raha tha: **122 BPM**.

uska dil abhi bhi kisi bhagate hue ghode ki tarah daud raha tha.

Kaavya ne ek lambi, kanpati hui saans li. usne apne donon haathon ko oopar uthaya aur apni sleewales jamuni cotton-modal nighty ki donon patli pattiyon ko apne kandhon se neeche saraka diya.

phisalan bhara, mulayam kapada ek maddham sarasarahat ke sath uske badan se phisalata hua seedhe tiles ke farsh par ja gira.

Kaavya ab poori tarah unmukt thi.

neele prakash mein uska gora, sudaul aur kanchan jaisa 28 warsheey badan kisi sangamaramar ki moorti ki tarah chamak raha tha. uske bhare-poore 34D stan, jin par abhi bhi Tauji ki faulaadi chhaati ka dabaw aur khuradure balon ki laal ragad ke nishan saaf jhalak rahe the, bhaari saanson ke sath oopar-neeche ho rahe the. uske donon nippals patthar ki tarah sakht aur tane hue the.

usne apni kalaai ke us fitness band ko utarane ki koshish Nahi ki. Rajesh ki bat uske dimaag mein goonj rahi thi ki yeh waterproof hai. aur sach to yeh tha ki us time uske dimaag mein apni jism ki us bhayanak, damaghontoo bhookh ke siwa kuchh aur sochane ki jagah hi Nahi bachi thi.

usne kanch ke shower cabin ka darwaaza khola aur andar kadam rakha.

Kaavya janati thi ki agar usne shower ka poora preshar khola, to nauween manjil ke us flat ke sannaate mein paani ki bauchharen kisi jharane ki tarah goonjengi aur Rajesh phauran uth jaega.

usne apne kanpate haathon se krom pleted shower mixer ke gol haindal ko pakada.

usne use poora Nahi ghumaya, usne use sirf ek inch, bahut hi aahista se ek chauthaee hisse par ghumaya.

oopar lage bade ren-shower hed se koi tez phuhar Nahi phooti.

uski bareek chhedadar jali se gunagune, garm paani ki ek behad patli, reshami aur maddham si dhar neeche girane lagi: *jharr... sasarr...*

paani ki wo dhar itani shant, itani maddham aur itani bareek thi ki farsh par girate hi uski aawaz bhap ki tarah usi cabin mein ghutakar rah gayi.

Kaavya us gunagune paani ki patli dhar ke theek neeche aa gayi.

"uphphaph..."

garm paani ki wo pehli makhamali dhar jaise hi Kaavya ki nangi gardan, uske kandhon aur uski peeth par phisali, Kaavya ke munh se ek dabi hui, madahosh sisakari nikal gayi.

paani ki boonden uski gori peeth ki reedh se hoti hui uske bhare-poore koolhon ke mod par phisal rahi thin. kuchh boonden uske stanon ke un sakht, tane hue nippals par gireen, to Kaavya ke poore jism mein ek siharan daud gayi.

usne apni donon aankhen kasakar band kar leen.

usne apni peeth ko shower cabin ki thandi, geeli kanch ki deewaar se sata diya.

kanch ki barph jaisi thandak aur paani ki gunaguni tapish, in donon ke takaraw ne Kaavya ki indriyon ko poori tarah jhakajhor kar rakh diya.

aur phir...

Kaavya ka dahina haath... wahi haath jisane kuchh minute pehle galiyaare ke andhere mein us dehati pahalwaan ke khoonte ko jakada tha...

wo haath kanpata hua uski naabhi ke neeche utara.

uski ungliyan uske pet ke chikane, sapat ubhar ko sahalati hui seedhe uski donon jaanghon ke beech, us ghane, geele aur dahakate hue trikon par pahunch gayin.

wahan ka tapaman kisi khaulate hue sote jaisa tha.

Kaavya ki ungliyon ne jaise hi apni us sooji hui, ras se bheegi aur tadapati hui bhagashishn (clitoris) ko chhua...

"aahhh...!"

Kaavya ke halak se ek aisi teekhi, dardanak aur kaamuk karah nikali jise usne apni baeen hatheli apne munh par kasakar dabakar roka!

uski ungliyan khud-b-khud... ek unmadi, bekaboo aur bhookhi raphtar se us bheege hue mans ke phool par gol-gol ghoomane lageen.

chhua... masala... aur gaharaee mein dhakela!

Kaavya ka dimaag ab uske wash mein Nahi tha.

uski band aankhon ke kaale parde par... sirf ek hi chehra, ek hi jism aur ek hi bhayanak manzar kisi sinema ki tarah ghoom raha tha!

galiyaare ka wo ghana andhera...

wo 95 kilo ka bhaari, faulaadi pahad jo uske badan se aakar takaraya tha...

Tauji ki wo paseene se bheegi, chaudi chhaati... unke munh se nikalati wo sarason ke tel aur laung ki teekhi, mardani saansen...

aur wo saadhe aath inch ka dahakata hua, nason se bhara faulaadi khanbha jise Kaavya ne apni mutthi mein bheencha tha!

*‘Tauji...!’*

Kaavya ki aatma ke bheetar yeh nam ek khamosh, pap se bhari goonj ki tarah goonj utha.

*‘he bhagawan... mujhe maph karana... lekin main mar jaoongi... main jalakar bhasm ho jaoongi...!’*

usne apni ungliyon ki raphtar aur tez kar di.

uski ungliyan us lisalise, garm kam-ras ke bheetar phisalati hui kisi pagal masheen ki tarah chal rahi thin. wo apni jaanghon ko chauda karake, apne koolhon ko aage ki taraf dhakelate hue us patli gunagune dhar ke neeche apni hi yoni ko pagalon ki tarah ragad rahi thi.

har ragad ke sath paani ki wo maddham, reshami boonden uski ungliyon ke beech ghulakar us gharshan ko aur zyada phisalan bhara, aur zyada teewr bana rahi thin.

Kaavya ke dimaag mein kalpanaon ka ek bhayanak, aniyantrit jwar uth raha tha!

use yad aa rahi thi wo dopahar... jab Rajesh Chennai mein tha. bathroom ki wo garm, bhap se bhari hawa... wo phisal gaya tauliya... aur stool par baitha wo 56 sal ka wishalakay dehati mard...

Kaavya ko yad aa raha tha ki kaise usne apne kanpate haathon se Tauji ki un chaudi, balishth jaanghon par sarason ka tel mala tha. wo tel ki chikanahat... wo khuraduri, mardani twacha... aur un donon jaanghon ke beech aaram karata wo wishal, adamy ang jisaki nason ka jal kisi ajagar jaisa mota tha!

us din Kaavya ne apni aankhen pher li thin. us din usne apni maryada ke dhage ko tootane Nahi diya tha.

lekin aaj raat... us andhere mod par... jab uska haath seedhe us dahakate hue ang par jakar kas gaya tha...

to maryada ka wo aakhiri dhaga bhi jalakar bhasm ho chuka tha!

Kaavya ne apni ungliyon ko aur gaharaee se bheetar dhakela. uski ungliyan uski apni hi yoni ke garm, spandit hote kinaron ko Tauji ke us danawi aakar ki kalpana ke sath bheench rahi thin.

*‘Tauji... aahh... Sukhdev Jee...!’*

Kaavya ke munh se ek ghutati hui, bekaboo sisakari phooti. pehli bar usne apne man ke bheetar us dehati mard ka nam pukara tha: bina kisi rishte ke, bina kisi aupacharikata ke, sirf ek bhookhi aurat ki haisiyat se!

Kaavya ke pair kanpane lage. uske ghutane mudane lage. uski chhaati itani jor-jor se hanph rahi thi ki uski pasaliyon ki ek-ek haddi neeli roshni mein saaf dikh rahi thi.

uska poora badan ek aise charam, asahaneey aur teekhe mod par pahunch chuka tha jahan insan ki chetana shoony ho jati hai!

"hoonhhh... uphph... aahh...!"

Kaavya ke munh se sisakariyan, karahen aur toote hue lafz kisi garm jharane ki tarah phootane lage.

aur tabhi...

ek bhayanak, pralayankari jaiwik wisphot hua!

Kaavya ki yoni ki bheetari mansapeshiyan ek ke bad ek... pagalon ki tarah, hinsak sankuchan (violent spasms) ke sath bheenchane lageen!

uski kam-granthiyon ne ek garm, khaulate hue lisalise ras ki dhar chhod di jisane uski ungliyon aur uski jaanghon ke bheetari hisse ko poori tarah nahala diya.

Kaavya ke pair ladakhada gaye. wo phisalakar shower ke farsh par apne ghutanon ke bal baith gayi. uski peeth kanch se chipaki rahi, uska sir peechhe ki taraf latak gaya, aur uski aankhon se garm, khare aansuon ki ek dhar bah nikali, apraadhbodh, mukti aur us akalpaneey, daihik sukh ke mile-jule aansuon ki dhar!

uski yoni das second tak lagatar tharatharati rahi, spandit hoti rahi, aur har dhadkan ke sath us dehati mard ke paurush ki kalpana uske rom-rom ko tript karati rahi.

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aur theek usi time...

Kaavya ki baeen kalaai par bandha wo roz-gold waterproof fitness band...

us band ka wo hara optical sensor Kaavya ki twacha se chipakakar paani ki dhar ke neeche bhi... us poore jaiwik wisphot ka ek-ek katara, ek-ek dhadkan darj kar raha tha!

jab Kaavya ne apni ungliyan neeche utari thin, tab uska dil 118 BPM par tha.

jab uski ungliyon ki raphtar tez hui aur Tauji ki kalpana ne uski rooh ko jakada, to wo badhakar **132 BPM** par pahuncha.

aur jis second Kaavya ki yoni ne wo garm ras chhoda aur uske badan mein wo hinsak kaamuk sankuchan shuroo hua...

uska dil ek akalpaneey, rikord tod raphtar par kood gaya:

**[LIVE TELEMETRY: 144 BPM - SUSTAINED PEAK CARDIAC CLIMAX]**
**[BIOMETRIC PROFILE: SEVERE AUTONOMIC PAROXYSM / PROLONGED ORGASMIC SPIKE]**

wo hara sensor pagal ho chuka tha.

aur us bathroom ki deewaar ke par...

master bedroom ke us syah, damaghontoo sannaate mein...

Rajesh apne bistar par uthakar baith chuka tha.

uska poora badan barph ki tarah thanda pad chuka tha, lekin uski aankhon mein khoon utar aaya tha. usne apne kanpate, paseene se lathapath haathon mein apna smartphone pakad rakha tha.

us phone ki kaali screen par, us helth traiking app ka wo laiw graph khul chuka tha.

Rajesh apni phati hui aankhon se us graph ko dekh raha tha.

ek seedhi, shant neeli lakeer... jo raat ke do baje 70 BPM par chal rahi thi...

wo achaanak do bajakar chaudah minute par 134 par chhalang marati hai!

aur phir... bathroom ke bheetar jate hi...

wo lakeer 118... 126... 132... aur phir seedhe **144 BPM** ke us laal, khatare ke zon mein jakar ek laharadar, tharatharate hue pathar (plateau) ki tarah jam jati hai!

raat ke sawa do baje... jab poora shahar soya hua hai, jab koi kasarat Nahi ho rahi, koi seedhiyan Nahi chadhi ja rahin... us time dil ki dhadkan ka 118 se chadhakar 144 tak jana... wahan teen minute tak pagalon ki tarah tharatharate hue ek sthir pathar (orgasmic plateau) par bane rahana... aur phir ek bahut hi dheemi, gehri saans ke sath dheere-dheere neeche girana...

yeh kisi beemari ya ghabarahat ka lakshan Nahi tha!

ghabarahat ya painik ataik mein dil ki dhadkan achaanak aasaman chhooti hai aur aniyamit (arrhythmic) ho jati hai. lekin yahan... phone ki screen par khinchi wo laal rekha ek bahut hi layabaddh, teewr aur kramik wistar dikha rahi thi.

yeh medikal sains ki kitabon mein darj, ek aurat ke teewr, hinsak aur charam **kaamuk charmotkarsh (Female Sexual Climax / Orgasm)** ka bilkul klasik, akaty aur dijital saboot tha!

Rajesh ke haath se phone chhootate-chhootate bacha. uski ungliyan itani paseene se bheeg chuki thin ki screen par uske paseene ke dhabbe ban gaye the.

Rajesh ki chhaati ke bheetar wo 144 BPM ka number kisi hathaude ki tarah baj raha tha.

chhah sal ke waiwahik jeewan mein...

Rajesh ne apni patni ko kabhi is tarah, is hinsak raphtar se hanphate hue Nahi dekha tha! jab wo khud Kaavya ke sath bistar par hota tha, tab bhi Kaavya ka dil kabhi 90 ya 95 BPM se oopar Nahi gaya tha. wo hamesha shant, thandi aur ek kartawy nibhane wali gudiya ki tarah leti rahati thi.

aur aaj...

aaj us andhere bathroom mein... us 144 ki raphtar par Kaavya ne apne jeewan ka sabase bhayanak, sabase gehra sukh bhoga tha!

kisake khyalon mein?!

kisake sparsh ke bad?!

Rajesh ki kanpatiyon par nasen phatane ko ho gayin, *‘Kaavya... tum bathroom mein... Tauji ke sath ho?! kya wo boodha pahalwaan tumako is time us tiles ke farsh par patakakar...?!’*

lekin tabhi...

Rajesh ke kan khade ho gaye.

deewaar ke us par se... sirf paani ki ek bahut hi dheemi, bareek dhar ke girane ki sarasarahat aa rahi thi. koi do insanon ke phusaphusane ki aawaz Nahi thi. koi bhaari kadamon ki thap Nahi thi.

aur kuchh hi minute pehle usne common bathroom ka darwaaza band hone ki aawaz bhi suni thi. Tauji apne kamre mein laut chuke the.

to phir?

to phir Kaavya wahan kya kar rahi thi?

Rajesh ke dimaag mein ek aisi bhayanak, nangi aur dahala dene wali sachchaee bijali ki tarah kaundhi jisane uske hosh uda diye:

*‘wo Tauji ke sath Nahi hai... wo akeli hai!’*

*‘wo galiyaare mein Tauji se takaraee thi... usne us andhere mein unke us bhaari jism ko chhua... aur us chhuan ki aag mein jalati hui wo yahan aaee... aur usne paani ke neeche khud ko... apne haathon se... us dehati mard ke khyalon mein apni pyas bujhaee hai!’*

yeh khyal hi itana gehra, itana widhwansak aur itana apamanajanak tha ki Rajesh ke halak se ek sookhi, bebas ghuraghurahat nikal gayi.

uski apni chhah sal ki patni... jisane kal raat uske sath sanbhog karate time ek boond bhi geelapan Nahi dikhaya tha... jo uske sparsh se aise bhagati thi jaise wo koi achhoot ho... wo aurat aaj raat apne haathon se, us 56 sal ke dehati bujurg ke khyalon mein 144 BPM ki raphtar se charam sukh bhog rahi thi!

Rajesh ne andhere mein chaadar ko itani jor se bheench liya ki uske nakhoon uski hatheliyon mein dhans gaye.

uska paurush... jo aam taur par murda pada rahata tha... is bhayanak, apamanajanak aur cuckold phantasi ke khauphanak jhatake se chaadar ke neeche ek bar phir kanpane laga.

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bathroom ke bheetar, paani ki wo patli dhar band ho chuki thi.

Kaavya farsh se uthi.

uske ghutane abhi bhi halke-halke kanp rahe the, lekin uske chehre par... uski aankhon mein... ek ajeeb sa, gehra aur shant sukoon phail chuka tha.

uski nason mein daudati wo janalewa, damaghontoo aag ab thandi pad chuki thi. uska badan poori tarah halka ho chuka tha, maano usne apne sir se manon bhaari bojh utarakar phenk diya ho.

usne ek bade, sookhe safed tauliye se apne bheege hue badan ko bahut aahista se ponchha.

usne apne geele balon ko tauliye mein lapeta.

usne neeche padi us jamuni nighty ko haath Nahi lagaya. wo nighty ab us pap, us takkar aur us wasana ki gawah ban chuki thi. usne vanity ke neeche bani daraj se apni ek behad dheeli-dhali, purani aur susheel cotton ki phloral print wali maxi nikali aur use apne badan par dal liya.

Kaavya ne ek gehri saans li.

usne sheeshe mein apna chehra dekha.

uski aankhen ab patharaee hui Nahi thin. uske chehre par ab wo ghabarahat aur lachari Nahi thi.

kaamuk santushti ne ek aurat ke bheetar wo aadim, atoot aatmawishwas bhar diya tha jo kisi bhi toophan ka samana karane ke liye kaafi tha. wo janati thi ki baahar kadam rakhate hi uska samana Rajesh se hoga. wo janati thi ki Rajesh sawal poochhega.

lekin Kaavya ab kamajor Nahi thi. uske paas ek aisa achook, faulaadi hathiyar tha jo Rajesh ke har war ko usi ke seene mein ghonp dene ki takat rakhata tha.

Kaavya ne bathroom ki kundi kholi.

*khat.*

halki si aawaz ke sath darwaaza khula, aur Kaavya geele pairon ke sath bedroom ke us andhere mein baahar nikal aaee.

aur jaise hi uske kadam bistar ki taraf badhe...

achaanak!

*klik!*

bedasaid table par rakha wo peela lainp ek jhatake se paani utha!

kamre ke us peele, teekhe ujale mein... Rajesh bistar par seedha baitha tha.

uski aankhen neend se halki laal thin aur uske chehre par aadhi raat ko achaanak neend tootane ki kheejh aur ek seedha, teekha sawal tha.

Rajesh ne Kaavya ko sir se pair tak dekha aur bahut hi sapat, lekin pareshan aawaz mein poochha:

"Kaavya! tum is time... raat ke dhaai baje bathroom mein kya kar rahi thin?!"

kamre ki khaamoshi mein uski aawaz saaf goonji.

Rajesh ne apni bhaunhen sikodate hue, us band praiwet bathroom ke darwaaze ki taraf ishara kiya:

"badi der se andar nal chal raha tha... paani girane ki aawaz aa rahi thi. meri to aankh khul gayi us aawaz se... aur jab mainne karawat li to tum bistar par Nahi thin. itani raat ko achaanak tumako nahane ki kya zaroorat pad gayi?! poora ghar soya hua hai, aur tum raat ke dhaai baje bathroom mein ghusakar paani baha rahi ho? kya bat hai?"

Rajesh ki aawaz mein ek pati ka wo swabhawik sawal tha jisaki neend uski patni ke aadhi raat ko bathroom mein paani bahaane se toot gayi ho. usne n to baahar galiyaare ka koi zikr kiya tha, aur n hi uske shabdon mein Tauji ka koi nam tha. wo to bas apne ataichd bathroom ke istemal par sawal poochh raha tha.

lekin... Kaavya ke bheetar ki duniya us time kisi aur hi khauphanak toophan se guzar rahi thi!

uske kan abhi bhi us 134 BPM ki dhadkan se goonj rahe the. uski hatheli mein abhi bhi Tauji ke us faulaadi paurush ki tapish paani rahi thi. aur uske badan mein abhi-abhi aae us 144 BPM ke charmotkarsh ki kanpakanpi thami bhi Nahi thi.

chor ke dil mein baitha wo bhayanak, cheekhata hua apraadhbodh Kaavya ke wiwek par poori tarah hawi ho chuka tha!

Kaavya ko laga ki Rajesh ka yeh sawal koi mamooli sawal Nahi hai; use laga ki Rajesh sab kuchh jan chuka hai! use laga ki Rajesh galiyaare ki us andhi takkar, us chhuan aur us band bathroom ke baahar ki us phusaphusahat ko lekar us par tanj kas raha hai!

aur usi andhi, bekaboo ghabarahat aur aatmaraksha ke unmad mein... Kaavya ki sanyam ki dor toot gayi!

wo bajay shant rahane ke, ek zakhmi sherani ki tarah Rajesh par jhapat padi!

Kaavya ne bahut hi itmeenan ka natak karate hue apne sir par bandhe tauliye ko khola aur apne geele, kaale balon ko ek jhatake se apni peeth par bikher diya. uski khoobasoorat, kajarari aankhon mein ek aisi aakramak, teekhi aur hikarat bhari jwala bhadak uthi maano wo Rajesh ko bhasm kar dena chahati ho.

uski aawaz bahut tez, kadawi aur kisi dharadar khanjar ki tarah teekhi nikali:

"zaroorat?!"

Kaavya ke honthon par ek bahut hi zahareeli, sard muskan ubhari, "aap mujhse poochh rahe hain Rajesh ki mujhe raat ke dhaai baje nahane ki kya zaroorat pad gayi?!"

Rajesh ne kuchh bolane ke liye munh khola, lekin Kaavya ne use koi mauka Nahi diya. uska gilt ek bhayanak, aakramak barood banakar phat pada:

"sharm aani chahie aapko yeh sawal poochhate hue! pehle to aapane shaam se lekar aadhi raat tak... apni un ghatiya, beemar aur wikrit baton se mera sir phad kar rakh diya! aapane apni us gandi soch aur jirah se is kamre ki hawa ko itana zahareela bana diya ki mera yahan ek-ek pal dam ghut raha tha!"

Kaavya ki chhaati us dheeli maxi ke neeche teji se phool aur pichak rahi thi:

"poora badan ghin aur bechaini se tap raha tha mera! aapki un ghinauni baton ki wajah se mera BP itana badh gaya tha ki meri kanpatiyon ki nasen phatane ko ho rahi thin! aapko chhah sal mein aaj tak yeh samajh Nahi aaya ki jab mera sir migraine aur tanaav se phatane lagata hai, to main jab tak apni gardan aur sir par gunaguna paani n dal loon, mujhe chain Nahi aata?! main aapke us gande dimaag ki kadawahat aur apne badan ki wo chipachipi bechaini dhokar aaee hoon taaki is raat ke bache hue do ghante main sukoon se aankhen band kar sakoon!"

aur phir... apne usi bekaboo, andhe apraadhbodh ke bahaw mein... Kaavya wo sabase badi galati kar baithi jisaka Rajesh ne kabhi sapana bhi Nahi dekha tha!

Kaavya ne ek kadam aage badhaya, uski ungli Rajesh ki nak ke saamne tan gayi, aur wo bina kisi ke poochhe, khud hi galiyaare ka sara kachcha-chittha ugalane lagi:

"aur aap jis bat ko lekar man hi man mujhe ghoor rahe hain na, mujhe sab samajh aa raha hai! aapko lag raha hoga ki main baahar galiyaare mein kyun nikali thi?! aapke us beemar dimaag mein shak ke keede reng rahe honge na?!"

Kaavya ki aawaz gusse aur saphaee dene ki hadabadahat se kanp rahi thi:

"to kan kholakar sun lo! baahar galiyaare mein Tauji bathroom jane ke liye uthe the! unke donon haathon par choone ka bhaari plaster chadha hai, donon haath gale ke patton mein bandhe hain... us andhere mein unka pair phisal gaya tha aur wo seedhe deewaar se takarakar girane wale the! shukr manaie ooparawale ka ki meri bechaini ki wajah se main theek usi time kamre se baahar nikali! mainne unako girane se bachaya aur common bathroom ke darwaaze tak chhoda! warana kal subah unka doosra haath bhi chakanachoor milata aur aap yahan baithakar apni yeh pulisiya poochhatachh bhi Nahi kar pate!"

Kaavya yaheen Nahi ruki. uske bheetar ka dar use yeh sabit karane ke liye pagalon ki tarah dhakel raha tha ki bathroom ke bheetar kuchh bhi galat Nahi hua tha. wo ek saans mein sab kuchh ugalati chali gayi:

"aur yeh mat sochiega ki mainne andar jakar unki koi madad ki! Tauji ki haddiyan ab kaafi jud chuki hain, unki ungliyan chalane lagi hain! wo itane swabhimani, nek aur sankochi insan hain ki unhone mujhe bathroom ki dahleez par hi rok diya, mujhe andar jhankane tak Nahi diya!"

Kaavya ki aankhen phati hui thin, wo apni hi aawaz ke unmad mein cheekh rahi thi:

"aur janate hain unhone kya kiya?! ek 56 sal ka purana pahalwaan, jisane poori zindagi apni mardaangi ke rob mein kati hai... wo mard is lachari mein apni lungi kharab hone aur kisi ka sahara lene ke dar se... us angrezi commode par auraton ki tarah, janaana dhang se baithakar peshab karake aaya hai! unhone apni mardaangi ki itani badi hethi aur jillat sirf isliye sahi taaki is ghar ki bahu ko aadhi raat ko apni maryada n chhodani pade! aur unki ungliyan itani theek ho chuki hain ki wo khud apni hatheli ke jod se flush ka bada button dabakar aur haath dhokar baahar aae hain! wo bujurg wahan apni lachari par ro rahe hain, auraton ki tarah commode par baithakar peshab kar rahe hain... aur aap yahan baithakar aadhi raat ko mujhse hisab mang rahe hain?!"

Kaavya ne apni poori saansen us ek jhatake mein khali kar deen.

uski chhaati dhaunkani ki tarah hanph rahi thi. uske chehre par paseena chamak raha tha. use laga ki usne Rajesh ke har mumakin shak ki dhajjiyan uda di hain. use laga ki usne apni Lakshman rekha ka aisa faulaadi kila khada kar diya hai jise Rajesh kabhi chhoo bhi Nahi paega.

lekin...

kamre mein jo sannaata chhaya, wo Kaavya ki ummeed se bilkul ulat tha.

Rajesh bistar par baitha hua tha.

uske chehre par n to koi gussa tha, aur n hi koi parajay.

balki... uski aankhen acharaj aur hairani se poori khuli hui thin. uska munh halka sa khula tha, aur wo Kaavya ko aise dekh raha tha maano saamne koi pagal aurat khadi ho jo bina kisi bat ke hawa mein talawaren chala rahi ho!

Rajesh ne bahut hi aahista se apna sir hilaya.

usne apne donon khali haath hawa mein uthae, aur uski aawaz mein ek aisa shant, masoom aur aahat kar dene wala aashchary ubhara jisane Kaavya ke pairon tale se zameen kheench li:

"Kaavya... tum... tum yeh kya bakawas kar rahi ho?!"

Rajesh ki aawaz bilkul dheemi, sahaj aur awishwasaneey roop se swabhawik thi:

"mainne kab poochha ki tum baahar galiyaare mein gayi thin ya Nahi?! mainne kab Tauji ka nam liya?!"

Rajesh ne aage jhukakar Kaavya ki aankhon mein seedhe dekha. uski nazaron mein ek aisi teekhi, chubhati hui sachchaee thi jo kisi bhi jhooth ko nanga kar sakati thi:

"main to pichhale do ghante se ghode bechakar so raha tha! tumhaari is ataichd bathroom ka nal lagatar chalane aur phir yeh darwaaza khulane ki aawaz se meri aankh khuli. mujhe kya pata baahar galiyaare mein kaun utha aur kaun gira?! mainne to sirf itana sa seedha sawal poochha tha ki tum raat ke dhaai baje apne bathroom mein paani kyun baha rahi thin... aur tum achaanak baahar ki baten, Tauji, unka girana, unka peshab, commode... yeh sab bakawas mujh par kyun cheekhane lageen?!"

Rajesh ke honthon ke kone par ek behad bareek, lagbhag adrishy si sard rekha khinchi. usne ek bahut hi gehri, afasos bhari saans li:

"chor ki daadhi mein tinka suna tha Kaavya... par aaj apni aankhon se dekh bhi liya."

usne Kaavya ko sir se pair tak ek bahut hi bhedak nazar se dekha:

"mainne to baahar ka koi zikr tak Nahi kiya tha... phir tum khud hi baahar ki itani lambi-chaudi dastan kyun sunane lageen? itani aakramakata... itani lambi saphaee... kisalie? kya hua tha baahar aisa, jisake liye tum bina poochhe hi mujh par itana baras padeen aur bewajah ek naya jhagada shuroo kar diya?!"

Rajesh ne ek thandi, tanjiya muskan ke sath takiye par apni peeth tika li:

"tumako sirdard tha, tum nahane gayin... theek hai. lekin bat ka itana bada batangad banakar, mujh par laanchan lagakar aur Tauji ke peshab karane ki kahaniyan sunakar tum sabit kya karana chahati ho? ki tum sahi ho aur main galat? jao Kaavya... so jao. apni yeh bewajah ki nautanki band karo."

sannaata!

ek aisa bhayanak, thanda aur gala ghont dene wala sannaata kamre mein phail gaya jisamen Kaavya ki apni saanson ki aawaz bhi kisi hathaude ki tarah goonjane lagi!

Kaavya ka poora wajood barph ki tarah jam gaya.

uska chehra, jo kuchh second pehle gusse ki lali se dahak raha tha, ek jhatake mein haldi jaisa peela pad gaya!

uske halak mein thook sookh gaya. uski ungliyan sunn ho gayin.

Kaavya ke dimaag ke bheetar ek sath hazaar sayaran baj uthe:

‘he bhagawan... yeh mainne kya kar diya?!’

Kaavya ke pairon ke neeche se jaise farsh khisak gaya tha.

Rajesh sach kah raha tha! Rajesh ne baahar ke bare mein kuchh bhi Nahi poochha tha! wo to sirf master bathroom ke shower aur paani ki aawaz par sawal kar raha tha!

aur usne... apne hi apraadhbodh ke pagalapan mein... apne hi dar aur ghabarahat ki badahawasi mein... khud apne hi munh se galiyaare ki wo sari baten ugal deen jo andhere ke seene mein daphan thin!

usne khud Rajesh ko bata diya ki wo aadhi raat ko baahar nikali thi! usne khud bata diya ki Tauji se uski takkar hui thi! usne khud Tauji ko bathroom tak le jane aur unke commode par baithane ki wo sari antarang baten Rajesh ki thaali mein paros kar rakh di thin!

aur sabase khauphanak bat... Rajesh ki us ek aakhiri lain ne use katghare mein khada kar diya tha:
*‘chor ki daadhi mein tinka... kya hua tha baahar aisa, jisake liye tum bina poochhe hi itani lambi saphaee dene lageen?!’*

Kaavya ke paas ab bolane ke liye ek lafz bhi Nahi bacha tha.

agar wo ab ek shabd bhi aur bolati... to wo apni hi khodi hui us gehri kabr mein aur neeche dhans jati! wo janati thi ki ab koi bhi saphaee, koi bhi tark uski is bhayanak galati ko sudhar Nahi sakata tha. usne khud apni aakramakata se, khud apne hi haathon se Rajesh ke dimaag mein wo shak ka beej bo diya tha jo pehle shayad wahan tha hi Nahi!

Kaavya ke ghutane kanpane lage.

wo ek hare hue, mujarim ki tarah bina Rajesh ki taraf dekhe, ladakhadate kadamon se bistar ke kinaare pahunchi.

usne kanpate haathon se bhaari rajaai ko kheencha aur apne poore badan ko, apne us tapate hue chehre ko usamen chhupate hue deewaar ki taraf munh karake let gayi.

rajaai ke bheetar se uski aawaz itani dheemi, itani bujhi hui aur itani parajit nikali maano wo kisi kabr ke bheetar se aa rahi ho:

"lait band kar do... mujhe bahut tez sirdard hai..."

kamre mein ek bhaari, damaghontoo sannaata pasar gaya.

Rajesh ne apni jagah se hile bina, bedasaid lainp ka swich dabaya.

*klik.*

kamra ek bar phir usi ghane, syah aur neele andhere mein doob gaya.

bistar ke doosre chhor par... Kaavya rajaai ke bheetar bilkul sunn, apni mutthiyan bheenche padi thi. uski aankhen andhere mein phati hui thin aur uska dil ek ajeeb si aatmaglani aur dahshat se kanp raha tha.

lekin Rajesh...

andhere mein Rajesh ke honthon par ek aisi bhayanak, thandi aur wijayi muskan tair gayi jo us kamre ki deewaron ne bhi pehle kabhi Nahi dekhi thi.

wo apne bistar par seedha leta tha, uski aankhen chhat ke andhere ko ghoor rahi thin.

kathaputali ka wo dhaga... jise wo itani hoshiyari se sanbhal raha tha... wo aaj bilkul sahi jagah par khinch chuka tha!

use kuchh bhi poochhane ki zaroorat Nahi padi. use apni smartwatch ka, apne us 134 aur 144 BPM ke dijital tracker ka koi raz kholane ki zaroorat Nahi padi. Kaavya ke apne hi apraadhbodh ne, uski apni hi ghabarahat aur aakramakata ne galiyaare ka poora sach Rajesh ki god mein lakar dal diya tha!

Rajesh janata tha ki Kaavya ab poori tarah uske jal mein phans chuki thi. wo aurat, jo hamesha naitik shreshthata aur swabhiman ka mukhauta pahanakar us par hukm chalati thi, wo aaj apne hi bune hue jhooth aur bewajah ke jhagade ke bojh tale kuchali ja chuki thi.

Rajesh ne andhere mein takie ke neeche haath dalakar us phone ki thandi screen ko chhua.

144 BPM ka wo charmotkarsh... aur galiyaare mein Tauji ke us wishal, dehati jism se Kaavya ki wo andhi takkar...

yeh donon kadiyan ab Rajesh ke dimaag mein hamesha-hamesha ke liye jud chuki thin.

aur is raat ke bad... is ghar ki bisat ka asali wazeer ab Rajesh ban chuka tha!