Adultery AAHAT - ek cuckold ki sanak

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AAHAT - ek cuckold ki sanak

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Sham ki chai pe main aur office ke kuch dost baithe cricket ki baaton mein magsool the. Mujhe waise to khel mein zyada dilchaspi nahi thi, par phir bhi main unki baaton mein apni baat daal raha tha.

“Arey, meri baat samjho! Agar Sachin 2003 mein out na hota, to hum woh World Cup zaroor jeet jaate. Titan Cup ko dekh lo, akele sher ne jitaaya tha!” Yeh awaaz Aashish ki thi, jo hamare office mein cashier tha. Uski baaton se saaf pata chal raha tha ki woh Sachin ka bada wala fan tha. Uski baat sunte hue, chai ki chuski le rahe Lalit ne jawab diya, “Hota, nahi hota, isse kya farak padta hai? Dhoni ne World Cup jitwaaya!” Maine is baat mein kaatate hue kaha, “Gambhir ne bhi toh final mein achchhi batting ki thi.” Ispe Lalit meri taraf dekhte hue bola, “Gambhir se zyada important Dhoni tha.”

Aise hi cricket ki garma-garam baatein chal rahi thi, ki tabhi humein manager ke aane ki aahat sunai di. Bas phir, humne aapas mein sehmati se faisla kiya ki ab wapas kaam pe lag jaana chahiye, warna manager koi tamasha shuru kar deta.

Main apne desk pe aa gaya. Sham ke chaar bajne ko the, aur meri saamne file padi hui thi, jo mujhe aise ghoor rahi thi jaise mujhe kha jayegi. Mera man kaam mein zara bhi nahi lag raha tha. Aksar hum chaar-panch baje ghar nikal jaate the, lekin aajkal auditing ki wajah se rozana kaafi der ho rahi thi. Maine apna phone nikala aur anayas hi gallery mein apni li hui tasveeron ko dekhne laga. Ismein mere bete aur meri pyaari si biwi ke kayi photos the, jinhen dekhkar mere chehre pe muskan aa gayi. Ghar ki yeh tasveerein do-dhari talwaar si thi—ek taraf mujhe ghar jaane ki bechaini thi, aur doosri taraf aaj ka kaam niptaana zaroori tha. Phir bhi, maine socha ki ghar pe call laga kar thodi baat-cheet se mood halka kar liya jaaye. Maine phone lagaya, ek government announcement ke baad ghanti bajne lagi…

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Puri ring jaane ke baad bhi kisi ne phone nahi uthaya. Maine dobara call kiya, lekin is baar wahi announcement sun mera khoon khaul gaya. Ghanti phir se bajne lagi…

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Is baar bhi puri call ke baad kisi ne phone nahi uthaya. Mujhe thodi ghabrahat hone lagi. Main apni seat se utha aur sidha manager ke cabin mein gaya. Use saari baat batayi aur jaldi ghar jaane ki ijazat maangi. Pehle to usne kaafi der socha—ek pal ke liye laga ki shayad mana kar de—lekin aakhir mein usne mujhe jaane diya.

Main office se nikla aur apni bike se ghar ki taraf rawana ho gaya. Dil bechain tha, dimag mein pata nahi kya-kya khayal aa rahe the. Main jitni jaldi ghar pahunchne ki koshish kar raha tha, utni hi der jam ki wajah se hoti ja rahi thi. Kareeb ek ghante ki jaddojehad ke baad main ghar pahuncha. Call bell bajayi, thodi ghabrahat bhari der ke baad darwaza khula, aur saamne meri dil-o-jaan biwi, Noor, khadi thi. Use dekhkar mere dil ko sukoon mila. Usne mujhe dekhte hi chehakte hue kaha, “Aap itni jaldi aa gaye?” Uski awaaz mein khushi thi, jise sun mere dil mein chain sa pahuncha. Maine use kinare karke jhoothi gusse bhari awaaz mein pucha, “Noor, kitni der se call kar raha hun, phone kyun nahi utha rahi thi?” Ispe uske chehre pe sikan si aa gayi. Sar pakadte hue usne kaha, “Hai ,.', Rizwan ke abbu, shayad phone silent pe hi reh gaya. Ammi aur babu so rahe the, to maine silent kar diya tha.” Yeh sun mere chehre pe bhi sukoon aur muskan chha gayi. Phir bhi, maine jhootha gussa dikhate hue kaha, “Khayal rakha karo, Noor. Agar koi emergency aa jati to?” Ispe uski awaaz mein darr aa gaya, “Main khayal rakhungi, Rizwan ke abbu. Sorry.” Yeh sun main aage badha aur Noor ko gale laga liya. Use apni taraf kheenchte hue pucha, “Ammi so rahi hain? Aur baby bhi?” Noor ne haule se sar jhukaya aur haan mein gardan hila di. Yeh sun mere dil ka shaitan phoola nahi sama.

Maine Noor ko apne gale mein qaid kar liya, mere haath uski kamar pe jakad gaye. Uske muh se chidiya jaisi ek awaaz nikli, “Rizwan ke abbu, ammi jag gayi to?” Uski awaaz mein ghabrahat thi, jise sun mere andar shararat karne ki ichchha jaagi. Maine apna haath sarkaya aur uske kulhe pe chunti kaat li. “Hai ,.', kya karte ho aap?” woh boli. Main hansne laga aur dheere se kaha, “Lagta hai ammi gehri neend mein hain.” Ispe usne gusse se mere kandhe pe mukka maara aur haule se boli, “Badmaash.”

Maine Noor ko jhatke se utha liya aur apni godi mein uthakar aage-peeche jhulane laga. Noor ke chehre pe muskan aur gusse ka ajeeb sa mishran tha—ek taraf woh mere kandhe pe mukke maar rahi thi, to doosri taraf hans bhi rahi thi. Main use uthakar apne kamre mein le aaya aur bistar pe baitha diya. Usne meri taraf dekha aur sharam se sar jhuka liya. Woh mere irade achchhe se jaanti thi. Main uske upar aaya, uske kandhe pakadkar bistar pe lita diya, aur apne honth uske honth pe laga diye. Main uske upar chadh gaya. Noor ne mera saath diya, aur hum ek-doosre ko choomne lage. Mere haath uski kamar ko sehlate hue uske badan pe chalne lage. Main uske har ek reaction ko mehsoos kar paa raha tha. Maine apne haath se uski pyjami ka kona pakda, to woh sihar si gayi. Lekin mere dil mein kuch aur hi tha. Maine uski pyjami utari, aur Noor sharam se simat gayi. Haye, uski adayein, uski lajja, uska sharm—yeh sab dekhkar main khud khushi se bhar gaya.

Maine apne haath aage badhaye aur apna pant, underwear samet neeche khiska diya. Phir main wapas Noor ke badan pe chadh gaya. “Noor, aap kitni pyari ho. Zaroor aapko tarashne mein Zamzam ka paani laga hoga,” maine kaha. Meri yeh baatein sun Noor ke chhupe hue chehre pe khushi ki muskan aa gayi, jo meri tareef ki wajah se thi. Maine uski sharmgah se panty ko sarkakar neeche kiya aur apne lund ko meri biwi Noor ki chut pe lagaya. Use apne gale mein bharte hue maine pucha, “Noor, aapko achchha lag raha hai na?” Ispe woh sharmate hue apna chehra chhupa leti hai. Main muskurakar uski peeth pe dono haath rakhta hun aur haule se apne lund ko Noor ki chut mein daakhil kar deta hun. Jab hum ek hue, to aisa laga jaise main jannat mein pahunch gaya. Meri pyari biwi ki chut jaise khaulati hui rasmalai thi. Meri haalat ka andaaza lagana mushkil tha—main badi mushkil se khud ko sambhalne ki naakaam koshish kar raha tha, lekin yeh mere bas ke baahar tha. Do-teen dhakke mein hi main sust pad gaya, aur mera sar sharam se jhuk gaya.

Noor pankhe ko ghoor rahi thi. Main mehsoos kar paa raha tha ki woh bhi niraash thi. Main jaldi se wahan se utha aur sidha bathroom mein ghus gaya. Meri aankhon mein halke-halke aansoon bhi aa gaye, lekin main kya kar sakta tha? Maine jaldi se kapde utaare, nahaya, aur baahar nikla. Noor tab tak mere liye nashta tayyar karne mein lagi hui thi. Main niraash si muskaan dete hue sofa pe baith gaya aur TV pe channel laga diya.

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Office ki audit mein pura din nikal jaa raha tha. Main roz subah bhagam-bhag 9 baje office ke liye nikalta aur sidha raat ko 8-9 baje ghar laut-ta. Yun to overtime ke paise bank de rahi thi, lekin kaam ke pressure ne pura mood kharab kar rakha tha.

Office se ghar jaata, to sharir aur dimag itna thak jaata ki khana khate hi neend mujhe apne gale mein bhar leti. Mujhe aisa lag raha tha jaise office ne mujhe jakad liya ho—main chaah kar bhi kuch nahi kar paa raha tha.

Aise hi ek din main office mein baitha excel sheet mein apna dimag laga raha tha, ki mera phone baj utha. Maine phone uthaya, to meri pyari biwi Noor ki awaaz thi.

“Hello, Rizwan ke abbu, aaj thodi jaldi ghar aa paoge kya?”
“Noor, mushkil hai. Kam se kam is hafta tak to nahi. Kya kaam tha?”
“Kuch nahi, thodi shopping karne ki soch rahi thi. Khair, koi nahi, next week chalenge.”

Main kuch pal sochne laga. Mujhe zara bhi andaaza nahi tha ki next week bhi free ho paunga ya nahi. Thodi der sochkar maine jawab diya, “Noor, aap ammi ke saath shopping chali jao. Jab tak yeh auditing ka kaam chal raha hai, main kuch nahi kar sakta.”

Saamne se Noor ki awaaz aayi, bilkul halke se, “Achchha.”

Main phir office ke kaam mein magsool ho gaya. Dil mein kaafi dukh tha ki main apni muhabbat Noor ki ek chhoti si khwahish bhi poori na kar saka.

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Raat ke 8 baje main apni seat se utha. Bagal mein baitha Aashish kaam ke load ki shikayat kar raha tha, lekin mera dil jaldi se jaldi ghar jaane ka tha. Maine sabko alvida kiya aur bike se ghar pahunch gaya. Ghar pahuncha, to Noor khana banane mein magsool thi, mera beta TV mein laga hua tha, aur meri ammi abbu ke saath baithi idhar-udhar ki baatein kar rahi thi. Abbu ko dekh main chaunka. Maine unka haal-chaal poochha aur unke achanak aane ki wajah jaani. Jaldi se kapde badal, pajama pehenkar main sidha dining table pe gaya, jahan Noor khana parosne mein lagi hui thi.

“Imran, kaisi haalat bana li hai? Chehre ka rang utra hua hai,” mere abbu dining chair pe baithte hue bole. Maine phir unhe bank audit ke dukh sunaye, aur hum khane mein magsool ho gaye.

Raat ko khana khaane ke baad main aur Noor bistar pe baithe hue the. Maine use bade pyar se poochha, “Noor, kya mangwaya? Gayi thi bazaar?” Ispe Noor ne sar naa mein hilaya aur ek cream haath mein masalne lagi, phir chehre pe lagane lagi. Usne meri taraf dekha aur muskurate hue kaha, “Abbu aa gaye, to plan cancel kar diya. Maine call lagayi thi aapko, par aapne uthaya hi nahi.” Maine sar khujaya, “Haan yaar, meeting mein tha. Maine bhi bilkul baad mein dekha missed call.” Mere dil ke jazbaat bhadak rahe the. Maine Noor ke kandhe pe haath rakha aur apne honth uske honth pe sataye, to woh thodi sharma gayi. Haule se boli, “Aap bhi na, Rizwan ke abbu, darwaza khula hai.” Ispe main hans diya aur jaldi se uthkar darwaza band kiya. Rizwan hamesha meri ammi ke saath hi sota tha. Main wapas bistar pe aaya aur phir se apne honth Noor ke honth pe laga diye. Uске honth jaise gulab ki pankhudi the—kitne komal, kitne makhmali. Mujhe aisa laga jaise main unmein hi kho jaun.

Main Noor ko choomne laga, lekin isse mera dil shant nahi hone wala tha. Maine apni jeebh nikaali aur Noor ke honthon ke beech lagayi. Usne haule se apne honth khole, aur main kisi paagal ki tarah uski kamar pe haath kaskar apni jeebh uske muh mein daal diya.

*Chip chip, chup chup*—Hamare choomne ki awaaz kamre mein fail rahi thi. Maine mehsoos kiya ki Noor, jo pehle bilkul khamosh thi, ab apni jeebh se meri jeebh ke saath talwarbaazi kar rahi thi. Mere chehre pe muskan fail gayi.

Main Noor ko bistar pe litaya aur khud uske upar chadh gaya. Noor ki height mujhse sirf ek inch kam thi, to humara chehra aur badan kisi sanchе ke jaise dikh raha tha. Mera haath uske ubhre hue doodh pe chala gaya. Maine saaf mehsoos kiya ki uske nipple behad kadak the. Muskurate hue maine kapde ke upar se hi Noor ki nipple muh mein lete hue kaha, “Aaj main duddu piyunga.” Ispe Noor ne serious chehra banaya aur gusse se aankh dikhane lagi. Maine maafi mangne ki nautanki ki, phir uska ek nipple muh mein bhar liya aur kapde ke upar se chusne laga. Noor ka chehra dekhne layak tha—mujhe pata tha woh bol nahi paa rahi thi, lekin yeh kapda uska dushman ban baitha tha. Maine haule se uska suit khincha. Noor ne jhat se apna badan upar kiya, aur dekhte hi dekhte uska suit zameen pe tha.

Noor ka sangmarmar ke jaise chamakta shareer dekh meri aankhon ke saamne dhundhla sa ho gaya. Main apni kismat ko sarahne laga ki mujhe aisi beinteha khubsurat aur mazhabi biwi kaise mil gayi. Main aage badha. Noor ke chehre pe muskan thi. Maine use ishara kiya, to usne apni bra khol di. Ab sirf pyjami mein thi meri Noor.

“Kasam Khuda ki, Noor, tum sach mein beinteha khubsurat ho,” maine uski tareef ki. Uska chehra laal padne laga, jise dekh mera lund jhatka kha gaya. Aisi masoom, itni khubsurat biwi—main andar se khush tha. Noor ne lekin ishara kiya light bujhaane ko. Main uski sharmahat pe khayal sa ho gaya, bistar se utha, batti bujhayi, aur wapas Noor ke paas aaya. Dubara maine use choomna shuru kiya. Is dafa pehle se zyada aag thi hum dono mein, aur iska gawah humare beech aa jaa rahi thook thi. Mera lund bilkul kadak ho chuka tha. Kiss karte hue mujhe aisa lag raha tha ki kahin mera nikal na jaye.

Is wajah se maine jaldi-baazi ki—mujhe apne upar bharosa nahi tha. Mera haath aage badha aur maine Noor ki pyjami sarka di. Is baar main uske shareer ko aankhon se nahi seka, balki jaldi se uski taangein faila di aur apne lund ka topa uski chut ke muhaane pe lagaya. “Tayyar ho na, Noor?” maine poochha, to usne sharm aur lajja se apna chehra doosri taraf kar liya. Maine apne kamar pe dabao dala—mera lund Noor ki chut ke dwaar pe dastak de raha tha, lekin andar nahi jaa raha tha. Idhar-udhar phisal raha tha. Light na hone ki wajah se mujhe andaaza bhi nahi lag raha tha. Main apna haath neeche le jaane laga, to Noor ne meri taraf dekha aur mera haath rok diya. Usne khud apna haath neeche le jaakar mere lund ko pakda. Jaise hi uska haath laga, main bardasht nahi kar paya aur mera paani uski chut ke baalon pe fail gaya. Main andar se bahut sharminda tha. Apna muh chhupane ki koshish karne laga. Aakhir mujh mein aisi kya kamzori hai? Main bahut udaas feel kar raha tha. Chupchaap, bina koi awaaz kiye, main Noor ke shareer pe leta raha. Uska haath abhi bhi wahi tha, mere lund ko jakde hue. Mujhe kaafi zyada kamzori aur sharmindagi mehsoos ho rahi thi. Jhat se wahan se utha aur bathroom mein ghus gaya. Mera lund bilkul mar sa gaya tha. Dimag mein baahar leti hui Noor thi. Usi ki yaad mein main apna lund wapas uthane ki naakaam koshish kar raha tha, lekin kismat se kuch nahi hua. Wash karke wapas bistar pe aaya, to wahan Noor nahi thi. Kamre mein nazar daudayi, par woh kahin nahi dikhi. Main awaaz lagane wala tha ki Noor kamre mein aayi, haath mein doodh ka glass liye. Usne mujhe dekha aur bade pyar se kaha, “Rizwan ke abbu, ise pee lein. Phir koshish karte hain.” Yeh sun mera dil bhar aaya. Kismat wala tha main. Maine sar haan mein hilaya, aur Noor ne ishara se mujhe bistar pe baithne ko kaha.

Noor mere bagal mein aayi aur mujhe apne haath se doodh pilane lagi. Meri nazar sirf-aur-sirf uske shareer pe thi. Maine doodh khatam kiya, to usne poochha, “Kaisi lagi? Badam aur kesar thi.” Main muskura kar bola, “Noor, tumhare haath se to zehar bhi Zamzam ban jaye.” Yeh sun woh phir gussa ho gayi, “Sirf anap-shanap bolte ho aap. Bataiye, kaisa lag raha hai?” Main hansa aur Noor ko dekhte hue kaha, “Bahut achchha.”

Hum dono dubara bistar pe aa gaye aur ek-doosre ko choomne lage, lekin mujhe kuch ehsaas hua. Mera lund bilkul mara hua tha—usmein zara bhi jaan mehsoos nahi ho rahi thi. Abhi kuch pal pehle hui ghatna ne jaise meri himmat aur atma-vishwas tod diya tha. Maine Noor ko choomte hue apne lund pe haath lagaya, lekin koi fayda nahi. Meri aankh se aansoon nikalne lage, jo Noor se abhi ke liye chhupe the.

Main choome jaa raha tha Noor ko, lekin yeh ishq ki wajah se nahi tha—balki main aage kuch karne ke kaabil nahi tha. Itni der baad Noor bhi pareshaan si hokar mujhse alag hui. Apni himmat jutakar mujhse boli, “Rizwan ke abbu, bas ab woh karte hain na.” Meri biwi, jiska muh bilkul pak tha, jo kabhi in cheezon mein muh nahi kholti, aaj usne muh khola. Lekin main kya karta? Ya kahein, kar bhi kya sakta tha? “Noor, kaafi late ho gaya hai. Mujhe kal subah thodi jaldi office nikalna hai,” maine ek safed jhooth bola. Asliyat to kuch aur thi. Noor ke chehre pe mayoosi maine saaf dekhi, lekin maine jaldi se use hata, bagal mein letkar sone ki nautanki karne laga. Noor mere natak ke baad bathroom gayi aur kuch der baad mere bagal mein let gayi. Hum dono neend ke aagosh mein chale gaye.

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Ek mahina beet gaya tha us manhoos din ke baad. Audit khatam ho jaane ke bawajood main office mein jaan-bujhkar bahane banakar roz raat 8-9 baje tak rukne laga. Lekin asliyat kuch aur thi—main bhaag raha tha apni hi begum Noor se. Us raat ke baad main jaise badal sa gaya tha. Mere andar ka atma-vishwas tukde-tukde ho gaya tha, aur main is dardnaak sachchai ko kisi tarah daba dena chahta tha. Main pehle bhi sex mein achchha nahi tha, lekin ab to haalat aisi ho gayi thi ki mera lund jaise mar sa gaya ho. Is wajah se main buri tarah depression mein rehne laga. Mere andar chidchidaahat bhi aa gayi thi. Main ghar se jaldi office ke liye nikalne laga, der se ghar lautta, aur mere aur Noor ke beech jaise baat band si ho gayi thi. Hum miyaan-biwi kam, anjaan zyada lagte the. Yeh mujhe andar se khaaye ja raha tha. Main itna pareshaan tha ki shahar mein doctor-hakeem ki talaash karne laga. Kuch se mila bhi, dawaiyaan bhi li, lekin koi fayada nahi hua. Mujhe aisa lag raha tha jaise kisi ne mujh par kaala jaadu kar diya ho.

Sabse zyada jo mujhe chubh rahi thi, woh thi meri Noor. Woh jo hamesha muskurati rehti thi, ab mayoos rehne lagi. Jab bhi woh meri taraf dekhti, uski aankhon mein kayi sawaal hote the, jinke jawaab main chaah kar bhi nahi de sakta tha. Main to uske muh se muh lagane se bhi darrne laga tha.

Main isi dauraan khud ko theek karne ki koshish karne laga. Office mein sabke jaane ke baad main internet pe nangi ladkiyon ki tasveerein dekhta, khada karne ki koshish karta, lekin koi fayada nahi tha. Mera lund mari ka mara hi tha, aur din-be-din waqt nikalta ja raha tha. Main kab tak auditing ka bahana banata rahun? Kab tak jhooth bolta rahun? Meri aankhon mein aansoon aane lagte, lekin main kuch nahi kar paa raha tha. Meri koshishen bekaar thi—na dawai ka asar, na porn dekhne se farak, aur na hi kisi maulvi se milne se behtari mili.

Main khoob porn dekhne laga, is galatfehmi mein ki shayad main theek ho jaun. Shuruaat to normal porn se ki—main apne aap ko hero ki tarah sochta aur ladki ko dekh khada karne ki koshish karta, lekin koi fayada nahi tha. Phir main aur bhi gandi filmein dekhne laga, lekin sab bekaar tha.

Ek raat main apne bistar pe baitha mobile pe porn hi dekh raha tha. Noor kitchen ka kaam khatam karne mein magsool thi. Main haar kar phone neeche hi rakhne wala tha ki mujhe trending mein ek video dikhi—“Wife Cucks Husband.” Maine aisi videos pehle nahi dekhi thi. Naam bhi mujhe ajeeb sa laga. Main aam taur pe aisi videos nahi dekhta tha kyunki yeh homemade videos bahut hi ghatiya quality ki hoti thi. Lekin phir bhi maine woh video chala di, aur jo maine dekha, usne mere hosh uda diye—






Here’s a refined and proofread version of your text. I’ve polished the language, corrected grammatical errors, improved flow, and preserved the emotional intensity and rawness of the narrative. The tone remains a mix of vulnerability, frustration, and tenderness, reflecting the protagonist’s complex state of mind.

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Mujhe zara bhi samajh nahi aa raha tha ki aakhir main kya dekh raha hun. Mujhe aisa mehsoos hua jaise mujhe jhatka laga ho, lekin saath hi kuch aur bhi mehsoos hua—aisa laga jaise meri kismat ka pitara khul gaya ho. Mere lund ne apne aap jhatke khaye, bina haath lagaye—jaise woh koi zinda saanp ho. Meri dilchaspi badh gayi. Maine video ke title se search kiya, aur ek line mein hazaaron videos mere saamne aa gaye. Main aage kuch dabane hi wala tha ki Noor kamre mein ghusi. Maine jhat se phone bistar pe patak diya. Muh banate hue usne sawaal kiya, “Kya hua?” Maine jawab diya, “Kuch nahi, Noor.” Noor ne jaldi se bistar ke bagal paani ki bottle rakhi aur wapas kitchen jaane hi wali thi ki maine use pakad liya. Aisa laga jaise Noor isi pal ka intezaar kar rahi thi. Mere pakadte hi, woh kisi piley pade patte ki tarah meri god mein gir padi. Uske chehre pe masoomiyat ke saath-saath ek runwasa bhaav tha. “Rizwan ke abbu, aap mujhse gussa ho kya? Sach-sach batana,” usne poochha. Uska yeh sawaal sun main chaunk gaya. Meri biwi ko is baat ka khauf tha ki main usse naaraaz hun. Maine use gale lagakar ek safed jhooth bola, “Noor, auditing ke pressure ki wajah se kuch gadbad ho gaya tha.” Yeh sun woh chaunk gayi. Usne mere jhooth ko sach samajh liya aur mujhe kas ke pakad liya. “Rizwan ke abbu, aap mujhse sab kuch share kar sakte hain. Itni badi baat aapne mujhse chhupayi?” Uske chehre pe mayoosi aur aankhon mein ubharta paani dekh maine Noor ko apne seene se lagaya aur bade pyar se kaha, “Ab sab khairiyat hai, Noor.” Main aage badha aur Noor ko halke se chuma, to woh mujhe hatakar khadi hui. Jaldi se darwaza band kiya aur boli, “Ab.” Main hasne laga, aur mujhe dekh meri pyari Noor ki bhi hansi chhoot gayi.

Kuch pal mein hum dono aadhe kapdon mein bistar pe lete ek-doosre ko sehla rahe the. Lekin saala mera kameena lund wapas se mar gaya tha. Main dara hua tha—main aaj aage to badh gaya tha, lekin lag raha tha ki yeh din hi aakhiri hai. Noor ne mujhe ishara diya ki woh tayyar hai, to main soch mein pad gaya. Bistar se utha, apna phone uthaya aur Noor se kaha, “Noor, main do minute mein aata hun.” Noor ke chehre pe mayoosi to thi, lekin usne sar hilakar ‘ Asccha ka ishara kiya.

Main bathroom mein ghus gaya aur wohi video wapas kholi, lekin kuch asar nahi hua. Mera lund phir se jaise kisi kaale jaadu mein phas gaya tha. Maine woh search window kholi, jahan hazaaron videos thi. Maine 2-3 videos dekhe, lekin phir bhi kuch nahi hua. Mujhe andar se gussa aa raha tha. Gusse mein, ek video dekhte hue maine kaha-





“Saala, isse achchha to koi aur hi chod deta Noor ko.” Jaise hi yeh baat mere muh se nikli, mera lund jhatka kha gaya. Mujhe aisa laga jaise ek jhatka sa laga ho. Mere dimag mein ek tasveer ban gayi—lekin is tasveer mein main hero nahi tha. Heroine meri biwi Noor thi, jo kisi begaane ke saath humbistar thi. Yeh khayal mere zehan mein aate hi mera shareer sihar utha. Mere haath, jismein phone tha, buri tarah kaanpne lage. Main deewar ke sahare baith gaya. Mere dimag mein jaise koi filmein chal rahi thi, aur uska asar mere lund pe ho raha tha, jo bilkul kadak ho chuka tha. Meri yeh gandi soch jaari rahi, mera lund tanata gaya, aur mere dimag mein goonjne laga, “Noor apne aashiq ke saath maze kar rahi hai, baad mein mujhe chance milega.” Aisi gandi soch mere shareer ko jaise kamzor kar rahi thi. Main bathroom ki zameen pe baith gaya, phir himmat jutakar utha aur bathroom se baahar aaya. Noor ne mujhe dekha aur thodi sawaaliya nazar se poochha, “Kya hua, Rizwan ke abbu?” Main sirf kurte mein tha—meri pyjama peechhe hi chhoot gayi thi. Meri nazar Noor pe padi, phir apne lund pe, aur mere chehre pe atma-vishwas aa gaya. Main muskura kar bola, “Noor, kaisa dikh raha hun main?” Yeh sawaal sun Noor ek pal ke liye sakht si ho gayi. Uski nazar bhi mere lund pe gayi, aur usne haule se kaha, “Bahut achchha, Rizwan ke abbu.”

Main Noor ki taraf gaya, lekin mere dimag mein kuch aur chal raha tha. Noor mujhe tak rahi thi, khayalon mein khoyi hui, aur uski thakan ka kaaran uska aashiq tha jo ab jaa chuka tha—yeh mera khayal tha. Main aage badha aur Noor ke pair faila diye. Meri aisi harkat use ajeeb lagi. “Kya kar rahe ho, Rizwan ke abbu?” usne poochha. Maine kuch nahi kaha. Main uske andar se behte kisi gair mard ke veerya ko dekhna chahta tha—jo asliyat se pare tha.

“Noor, kitni pyari hai tumhari sharmgah,” maine uski chut ko ghoorte hue kaha. Woh apna muh chhupane lagi. Uski isi sharmili andaaz se main fida tha. “Aisa mat karo na, Rizwan ke abbu, mujhe sharm aa rahi hai,” usne kaha. Yeh sun main hans pada aur uske upar beech-o-beech chadh gaya. Hum dono ki saansein tez thi. Mera dil, jise un ajeeb videos ne kaabu kar rakha tha, meri haalat ko aur kharab kar raha tha. Maine Noor ki pyjami neeche khinchi aur apna lund uski chut ki suraakh pe rakh diya. Noor ke muh se chain ki saans nikli, jaise woh isi pal ka intezaar kar rahi ho. Maine uska chehra apne haathon mein liya aur dheere se dhakka lagaya. Hum dono ki awaaz ek saath kamre mein goonj gayi. Phir maine doosra dhakka lagaya, to meri saari lambai meri biwi ki chut mein ghus gayi. Hum dono ek ho gaye—hamare dil ki dhadkan ek saath chal rahi thi, aur saansein bhi. Lekin mere dimag mein kuch shaitani chal rahi thi, jo mujhe pata nahi koi tilismi taakat de rahi thi.

Maine dhakke dena shuru kiya. Main hairaan tha ki main jhada nahi. Mera lund bilkul kasa hua tha. Noor, jise meri jaldi nikal jaane ki aadat thi, mujhe ghoor rahi thi. Main aage-peechhe kar raha tha. Noor ne aage badhkar mujhe apne gale mein bhar liya. “Rizwan ke abbu, aur tez please,” usne kaha. Yeh sun main ruk gaya. Main dheeme-dheeme Noor ko chod raha tha, kyunki mujhe yakeen tha ki tez karne pe mera nikal jayega. Lekin Noor ne pehli baar mujhse sex mein request ki thi. Is baat ne mujhe taakat di. Main aage badha, Noor ko chuma, aur tez dhakke dene laga. Aur jaisa maine socha tha, wahi hua—chaar-panch dhakke hote-hote mera paani nikal gaya aur Noor ki chut mein girne laga. Main apna chehra chhupane ki koshish kar raha tha, jabki Noor mera sar sehla rahi thi.

Maine use dekha. Mujhe laga tha ki uske chehre pe mayoosi ya gussa hoga, lekin aisa kuch nahi tha. Woh muskura rahi thi. Main uske upar se utar kar bagal mein nidhal pad gaya. Woh bathroom mein chali gayi. Tab mujhe ehsaas hua ki mere dil-o-dimag mein kaise khayal aaye. Main lajja aur sharam se apne aap ko kosne laga.

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Woh raat mujhe kaate nahi kat rahi thi. Jo khayal mere zehan mein aaya tha, woh ek nihayati ghatiya aur ganda khayal tha. Jab bhi main sone ki koshish kar raha tha, Noor ka chehra mere saamne aa jata—lekin akele nahi, balki kisi gair mard ke saath. Main use kisi tarah dabane ki koshish kar raha tha, lekin nakamyaabi haath lag rahi thi. Meri aankh lagte hi aisa laga jaise yeh khayal mujhe kha jayega. Main utha, bagal mein soyi Noor ko dekha, phir phone uthaya aur dheere se wahan se uthkar wapas bathroom mein ghus gaya.

Maine wahi gandi videos dekhna shuru kar diya. Lekin ab mere khayal mein main hero nahi tha—na un gandi videos ka, na apne zehan ka. Main sirf ek darshak tha. Mera lund wapas se tanne laga, jise mehsoos kar main shock mein pad gaya. Maine apna lund pakad liya aur kas-kas kar aage-peechhe hilane laga. Mere lund pe Noor ki chut ki khushboo abhi bhi thi. Main wahi sochne laga jo maine video mein dekha—lekin is baar heroine Noor thi, aur main tha ek darshak -





Main jo gandi cheez soch raha tha, woh shayad main bayaan bhi nahi kar sakta tha. Lekin mera lund aise akad gaya tha jaise usmein aag lag gayi ho. Main un videos ko dekhta gaya aur saath mein lund masalta gaya. Main Noor ko kisi gair mard ke saath sochta raha, aur isi beech mere andar se jo paani nikla, woh itna tez aur jhanjhanaati hua tha ki mujhe laga main wahin bathroom mein gir jaunga. Kisi tarah maine apne aap ko sambhala aur badi mushkil se khada raha. Meri lund ki pichkaari itni door gayi thi ki bathroom ke kone ki deewar bhi gandi ho gayi. Mujhe aisa laga jaise main nashe mein hun. Isi haalat mein main bistar pe gaya, aur mujhe jhat se neend aa gayi.

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Kuch dinon baad main apne office mein baitha hua tha. Maine us raat ko bhoolne ki kasam khayi thi, lekin mera lund phir se mar chuka tha. Main file palat to raha tha, par mera khayal mere kameene lund pe tha. Maine apna phone nikala aur Noor ki tasveerein dekhne laga. Mere dimag mein phir wahi gande khayal aane lage, lekin usse pehle ki main kuch sochta, mere office ke co-worker ne mujhe chai ke liye bulaya. Maine file band ki aur uske saath nikal gaya. Mujhe chai ki zaroorat nahi thi, lekin apne khayalon se bhaagne ka yeh ek achchha mauka tha. Hum dono chai peene lage. Woh apni bakwaas baatein karta raha, aur maine zyada dhyan na dete hue idhar-udhar dekhne laga. Tabhi uski nazar ek ladki pe gayi. Usne mujhe ishara karke kaha, “Kya maal hai yaar.” Main uski baat ko ignore karne wala tha ki usne bola, “Saali ka gaand ka size dekh, zaroor chudwaati hogi roz.” Main inki isi gandi baaton ki wajah se door rehta tha, lekin aaj nahi. Meri nazar usi aurat ki taraf gayi, aur sach mein uski gaand kaafi chaudi thi. Main hans diya aur kaha, “Sahi kaha, 2-3 boyfriend milke bhi kam pad jayein.” Mere porn se grasit dimag ne yeh bola, jise sun woh ladka hasne laga. Lekin mere kameene dimag ne ek nayi kahani bunna shuru kar diya—yeh aurat nahi, balki meri biwi Noor guzar rahi thi, aur yeh ghatiya uspe ganda daal raha tha. Yeh sochte hi mera lund harkat mein aa gaya. Main jhat se khada hua aur usse bolkar ki “kaam hai,” wahan se nikal gaya.

Main wapas desk pe aaya, sar neeche rakha, aur apne kameene dil pe kaabu karne ki naakaam koshish karne laga. Tabhi meri nazar manager ke room ki taraf gayi, aur mere dimag ne ek nayi kahani shuru kar di. Lekin isse pehle ki main kuch soch pata, maine apne aap pe kaabu kiya, wahan se utha, aur ghar ki taraf nikal gaya.

Main ek ajeeb se chakkar mein pad chuka tha. Main na chahte hue bhi cuck videos dekh raha tha, kyunki mera lund jaise kasam kha chuka tha. Main na chahte hue bhi Noor ke liye gande-gande khayal bana raha tha, kyunki uske bina main ek namard tha. Lekin yeh kalpana meri zindagi pe haavi hone lagi thi. Main har jagah sirf Noor ko dekhta—sirf-aur-sirf gair mardon ke saath. Aur aise hi chalta raha kareeb 1-2 mahine tak. Main dheere-dheere jaise pagal hota ja raha tha.

Dheere-dheere main sach mein apne soch ko sachchai mein badalna chahta tha. Main chahta tha ki Noor—meri mazhabi Noor—kisi gair mard ke saath soye.

Aise hi ek raat main Noor ke saath baitha hua tha. Noor kone mein baithi kuch silai kar rahi thi. Maine achanak se poochha, “Noor, tumhara favorite actor kaun hai?” Mere achanak puche gaye is sawaal se woh thodi chaunki aur meri taraf dekha. Maine dobara poochha, “Batao na.” Ispe Noor ne sawaal kiya, “Kya karoge jaanke? Waise bhi main kahaan films dekhti hun?” Maine baat ko ghumaya, “Soch raha tha tumhare saath movie pe chaloon. Pata rahega to achchhe se plan karunga.” Meri yeh baat sun woh chehak gayi, “Sachchi? Mujhe SRK kaafi pasand hai.” Maine man hi man socha—saala woh buddha. Phir main wapas apne kaam mein lag gaya, aur woh apni silai mein magsool ho gayi.

Main Noor ko baar-baar ghoor raha tha. Kasam Khuda ki, kya dikh rahi thi Noor. Meri kalpana phir shuru ho gayi. Lekin maine apne aap se poochha—jo main karne ki soch raha hun, kya woh sahi hai? Mere dil-o-dimag ne naa mein jawaab diya, lekin mere lund ne harkat karke jawaab de diya.

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Here’s a refined and proofread version of your text. I’ve polished the language, corrected grammatical errors, improved flow, and preserved the protagonist’s dark, obsessive mindset and inner conflict. The tone remains introspective and slightly unhinged, reflecting his troubling intentions while maintaining readability.

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Noor ek nihayati shareef ghar ki beti thi. Woh ek achchhi aur pak dil ki aurat thi—yeh main achchhe se jaanta tha. Lekin Noor ko ghoorte hue maine faisla kiya ki main Noor ko bigadunga. Use main ek badchalan aurat banaunga. Jo videos main pichhle do mahinon se dekh raha tha—cuckold wali—mujhe yakeen ho gaya tha ki main bhi ek cuckold tha. Jaise hi maine yeh baat maani, ek pal ke liye mera lund karak sa gaya. Mere chehre pe muskan aa gayi, aur maine Noor ko ghoorte hue dekha.

Mujhe achchhe se maloom tha ki Noor ek nihayati achchhi aur mazhabi aurat thi. Meri ek galat kadam hamari zindagi barbad kar sakta tha. Main chahta tha ki woh khud kadam uthaye, khud bewafai ka kirdaar bane—lekin kaise? Noor ek mazhabi aurat thi, jo na-mehram ke saamne ghar se bhi nahi nikalti thi. Upar se mere ammi-abbu bhi ghar pe hi rehte the. Yeh sab aakhir kaise ho sakta tha? Maine kaafi der socha, lekin mujhe kuch samajh mein nahi aaya.

Main koi tareeka dhoondh raha tha Noor ko aage badhaane ke liye, lekin mujhe zara bhi samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main kya karoon. Agle din main apni bike se ghar aa raha tha, to maine dekha ki office ke kone mein kuch manchale ladki chhed rahe the. Yeh dekhkar main Noor ke baare mein soch hasne laga. Har jagah mujhe Noor dikh rahi thi.

Main chahta tha ki koi Noor ko seduce kare, use achchhe se bigade—sirf mere liye. Lekin kaise, aur kaun?

[Edens]

Please continue....very interesting story

[vikram.20.24]

Please update that old story of badhawas maa, i am waiting for it's update.

[Amino]

Very hot and interesting story agla update jlad dena

[xxxhjbxxx]

Please update that old story of badhawas maa, i am waiting for it's update.

That story, I was writing based on the ideas given by @cuckson, sadly it seems like he is not interested anymore.

[Bull devil]

Ok, thank you

[xxxhjbxxx]

Chapter - 2

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Noor bistar pe nind se soyi hui thi, aur main lagatar gandi aur galeech porn dekh raha tha ek se badh ke ek -









Main in videos ko dekh-dekh sirf-aur-sirf apni pyari biwi Noor ke baare mein soch raha tha. Yeh sochte-sochte main apne lund pe tezi se haath chala raha tha. Mera lund bilkul sakht tha—jaise usmein doosri jaan aa gayi ho. Mere haath ki kasawat se mera lund dukh bhi raha tha, lekin woh dard us lazzat se kam tha jo mujhe yeh soch aur yeh videos de rahe the.

Meri seedhi-saadhi biwi Noor—uske liye maine pata nahi kya-kya gande kalpana kar rakhe the. Tabhi Noor mere chehre ke saamne aayi—bilkul nangi, pair failaye, kisi ka intezaar karte hue. Aur woh main nahi tha. Yeh sochte hi jaise mera jism toot gaya, aur mere muh se tez cheekh nikal padi.

“Aaaaaaaah Eeeeeeeeh…”

Meri lund ka paani kisi tez bandook ki tarah ugalne laga, aur main dhadam se zameen pe baith gaya. Mujhe aisa laga jaise nasha sa ho gaya ho. Yeh nasha bathroom ke darwaze pe hui dastak se toota.

“Rizwan ke abbu!? Kya hua aapko?” Baahar meri pyari begum khadi thi, ghabrayi awaaz mein mujhse sawaal poochh rahi thi. Main kya jawaab deta? Maine ek aur safed jhooth bola, “Noor, mera nada galat kas gaya tha.” Turant uska jawaab aaya, “Nada phas gaya tha? Kholiye, mujhe dekhne dijiye.” Maine uski chinta ko jhuthla diya aur kaha, “Noor, aap sone jao. Main ab theek hun, aap chinta mat karo.” Maine phone pe chal rahe video ko dekha, jo abhi bhi band nahi hua tha. Noor meri baat maan chali gayi. Main bathroom ki deewar pe paani daalkar bistar pe gaya, to Noor abhi bhi mera intezaar kar rahi thi. Main uske paas gaya, use pakadkar uske honth chhue, aur dheere se kaha, “Sorry Noor, shayad tumhari neend bewajah toot gayi.” Ispe Noor aadhi neend mein meri taraf dekhi, muskayi, aur wapas sone chali gayi. Main use ghoore ja raha tha. Mere dil mein khayal aaya, “Noor, tumhe meri khushi ke liye bigadna padega.” Phir main bhi sone chala gaya.

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Main ek din office se ghar aaya, to mere saamne Noor aa khadi hui. Uske haath mein ek shirt thi, jise usne mujhe dikhaya aur boli, “Rizwan ke abbu, naye kapde lene hain. Dekho na, kitne chhote ho gaye hain.” Maine kapdon ko dekha aur mere muh se nikal gaya, “Abhi kuchh mahine pehle hi to liye the itne saare.” Ispe woh chehak kar boli, “Mera beta jaldi-jaldi bada ho raha hai.” Uske chehre pe khushi dekh main bhi khush hua aur usse kaha, “Chai banao, main fresh hoke aata hun, phir chalenge.” Yeh sun Noor turant kitchen ki taraf chali gayi. Main uski lachakti gaand ko dekhta raha, aahen bharte hue.

Hum dono baby ko ammi ke paas chhodkar bike se market ki taraf nikal gaye, jo paas mein hi tha. Miyan sahab ka dukaan—jo humare jaan-pehchaan ke the—uske kareeb maine apni bike khadi ki. Phir hum dono dukaan ki taraf badhne lage. Maine dhyan diya ki Noor ne pura parda aur burqa pehen rakha tha, lekin uske bawajood bazaar mein logon ki nazar ek baar zaroor Noor pe ja rahi thi. Yeh dekh maine apni pant mein haath daal lund ko dabaya.

Hum dono dukaan pahunch gaye. Miyan sahab ne hume dekhte hi apne kaam karne wale ladke se jaldi se lassi laane ko kaha aur hum dono ko AC ke seedhe neeche bitha diya. Phir poochha, “Khushnaseeb humare jo aap aaye. Abbu kaise hain, Imran? Aur aapki ammi?” Maine jawaab diya, “Salaam, Miyan sahab. Abbu to gaon gaye hain, sab khairiyat.” Ispe Miyan sahab, jo humse baat ke saath-saath order de rahe the, bole, “Kya khidmat karun?” Maine Noor ki taraf dekha. Usne apne bade se purse se kapde nikaale aur Miyan sahab ko dikhate hue kaha, “Uncle, yeh chhote ho gaye hain. Isi style mein thodi bade dikhayein na.” Ispe Miyan sahab hume ignore karke dukaan mein aaye doosre customers ke paas chale gaye. Wahan unka helper hume lassi thama deta hai aur khud kapde nikaal ke dikhane lagta hai. Mujhe maloom tha ki Noor ko achchha waqt lagega kapde chunne mein, isliye main wahan se utha aur Miyan sahab ke dukaan ke bagal mein shoes ki dukaan pe shoes dekhne laga.

Mujhe shoes leni to thi nahi, so main wahan se kuchh der mein hi nikal gaya taki faltu mein dukaandaar se baat na karni pade. Main market mein tehlne laga. Meri nazar baar-baar Miyan sahab ke dukaan pe ja rahi thi, lekin Noor ka koi pata nahi tha. Main wahin kone mein ek kursi dekh baith gaya. Mera dimag phir chalu ho gaya—main apne gande khayalon mein kho gaya. Isi khayal mein tha ki meri nazar ek paas ke OYO pe gayi. Use dekhte hi mera khayal Noor pe gaya aur main man mein sochne laga, “Kitna lazzat aata agar Noor ko yahan iska aashiq le jaye.” Yeh soch bhar kaafi thi—mera lund wapas se akad chuka tha.

Main inhi khayalon mein dooba hua tha ki us OYO se ek ladka nikla, aur uske peechhe ek aurat. Use dekhte hi maine socha ki agar is aurat ki jagah meri biwi Noor hoti to—mera lund phir se tanne laga. Maine gaur kiya to woh aurat us ladke se badi dikh rahi thi. Yeh dekh main thoda shock sa hua. Woh dono alag-alag direction mein jaane lage, aur woh ladka seedha meri taraf hi aane laga. Main ab puri tarah pagal sa ho gaya tha. Maine himmat ki, us ladke ki taraf badha aur kareeb aakar awaaz lagai, “Tumhara naam kya hai? Kaun thi woh?” Mere sawaal se woh thoda ghabra gaya—aur yeh to laazmi tha uska ghabrana. Usne mujhe upar se neeche ghura aur jawaab ke badle sawaal kiya, “Tum kaun ho be?” Uske aise bebak sawaal se ulta main hi ghabra gaya. Phir maine himmat karke wapas poochha, “Kaun thi woh?” Usne mujhe phir upar se neeche dekha aur bola, “Tujhse matlab? Koi bhi. Tu uska pati hai kya jo teri gaand jal rahi hai?” Yeh sun main sochne laga ki agar main uska pati hota to lazzat ke maare mar jata. Maine wapas sawaal kiya, “Arre, mera woh matlab nahi tha. Main bas jaanna chahta tha ki itni mature aurat ko tum OYO le gaye, aakhir maza kya hai?” Ispe woh phir mujhe ghura aur dheere se jawaab diya, “Saale, main ladki supply nahi karta be. Kya chutiya aadmi ho. Meri setting hai woh.” Main bada ajeeb sa feel kar raha tha. “Matlab tumne use pataya hua hai? Set kiya hua hai? Married hai kya woh?” Mere itne saare sawaalon ko sun woh bhi hakka-bakka tha. Usne apni pant se beedi nikaali, mere saamne jalai, aur peete hue bola, “Haan, pataya hua hai. Uska pati fauj mein gaand mara raha hai.” Yeh keh woh hasne laga, aur meri bhi hansi chhoot gayi. Yeh sab sun mera lund kaafi akad gaya tha.

Woh hanste hue jaane laga to mere dimag mein ek khurafat uthi. Maine dobara awaaz lagai aur use apni taraf bulaya. “Mera ek kaam karoge?” Usne meri taraf dekha, sawaaliya nazar se ghoora. Main aage badha—andar se behad dara aur ghabraya hua tha—lekin himmat ki aur bol pada, “Ek aurat hai, usko pataoge kya? M-m-mera matlab hai, woh mere jaan ki hai. Kuchh zameen ka mamla hai.” Woh meri taraf ajeeb nazariye se dekhne laga. “Tu chahta hai ki main teri rishte wali ko pataun? Saale, chutiya samjha hai kya? Saale, jaan mujhe behad pyari hai.” Main uska jawaab sun thoda relax hua, kyunki mujhe laga tha ki woh chillaega, lekin aisa kuchh nahi hua. Maine wapas usse kaha, “Dekho, main tumhe abhi dikha sakta hun use. Tum agar use pata ke uska video bana lo, to uske changul se zameen chhuda lunga main.” Woh meri taraf phir ajeeb nazar se dekhne laga. “Tu serious hai kya be?” Maine apna sar haan mein hilaya. Usne meri taraf ishara karke kaha, “Dikhao.”

Main us ladke ko—jo bilkul hi awaara aur harami tha—Miyan sahab ke dukaan pe le gaya, jo bheed se kachakach bhari hui thi. Andar Noor ne 50 se zyada kapde nikalwaye hue the. Maine us ladke ko Noor dikhaya. Usne meri taraf dekha aur bola, “Saale, tu miyaji hai kya? Yeh to bilkul dhaki hui hai. Bazaar mein dhoondh bhi nahi paunga, hee hee hee.” Maine yeh suna aur use baahar nikaalne ka ishara kiya. Apna phone khola, photo gallery mein Noor ki akele ki tasveer dhoondhne laga. Ek achchhi si tasveer use dikhayi to usne jhat se mobile mujhse chheen ke ghoorne laga. “Arre baap re, yeh item hai woh! Ekdam rasmalai hai saali.” Maine uski utsukta dekh muskura diya. “Haan, bahut beautiful hai, lekin mere gale ki haddi bani hui hai.” Usne dheere se mera phone mujhe lauta diya. “Saale, yeh to Russian jaisi dikhti hai—so gori! Tu kyun nahi pata leta? Ek teer se do nishana—tera kaam bhi ho jayega aur setting bhi ho jayegi.” Yeh sun main thoda gussa hone ka naatak karta hun. “Tumhe mera kaam karna hai ya nahi?” Usne meri taraf dekha aur apni kameeni muskan ke saath bola, “Bilkul.”

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Maine usse kaha, “Tum sabzi mandi ke paas mera intezaar karo.” Meri baat sun woh wahan se chala gaya. Main wapas Miyan sahab ke dukaan mein gaya, jahan Noor abhi bhi masgool thi. Maine bade haule se apne khade lund ko sehlaya aur Noor ko ghoorne laga. Mera dil dheeme-dheeme dhadak raha tha—thoda darr bhi lag raha tha—lekin in sab se zyada mujhe aisi lazzat mehsoos ho rahi thi jiski main kalpana bhi nahi kar sakta tha.

Kareeb aadhe ghante baad Noor ki kharidari khatam hui. Maine paise diye aur samaan Miyan sahab ko ghar bhejne ko kehkar Noor ke saath bike pe baith ghar ko nikal gaya. Hum dono kuchh hi door gaye the ki Noor ne mere kandhe pe haule se chhua aur kaan mein kaha, “Rizwan ke abbu, ab market aa hi gaye hain to thodi sabzi le lete hain.” Mujhe achchhe se maloom tha ki Noor zaroor sabzi lene ke liye kahegi. Maine apna sar haan mein hilaya, bike ko sabzi mandi ki taraf mod diya. Sabzi mandi mein bhi achchhi khasi bheed thi. Andar ghuste hi ek paan ki dukaan pe woh mujhe dikh gaya. Maine bike uske paas hi dukaan pe rok di, aur hum dono utar gaye. Maine Noor ko 500 rupaye thama diye aur kaha, “Noor, aap shopping jaldi se karo. Main zara ek kaam bacha hua hai—nipa ke aata hun. Kuchh paise lene the.” Yeh sun Noor ne mujhe ghura, lekin phir jaldi aane ko bolkar khud kharidari karne lagi.

Maine haule se us ladke ke paas aaya aur thodi door se ishara kiya, “Jao.” Mera dil bahut tez dhadak raha tha—mano mujhe heart attack aa jaye. Us ladke ne meri taraf dekha aur apne haath utha ke mujhe paas aane ka ishara kiya, lekin maine mana karke kone mein chala gaya. Main intezaar kar raha tha ki woh ladka jaldi se Noor ke paas jayega, lekin aisa kuchh nahi ho raha tha. Mujhe halka gussa bhi aa raha tha. Main gusse mein wapas paan ki dukaan ke paas jaane hi wala tha ki Noor—jiske paas ab kaafi thaile the, jinse use sambhalne mein mushkil ho rahi thi—ki taraf woh ladka chal diya. Main yeh nazara dekh pagal sa ho gaya. Mera lund jaise steel ban gaya; mera dil itni tez dhadakne laga ki shayad woh bahar aa jaye.

Main door se nazara dekh raha tha. Main kuchh sun to nahi sakta tha, lekin meri aankhein unke shabdon ki talaash kar rahi thi. Mujhe laga tha ki Noor use turant rafa-dafa kar degi, lekin aisa na hua. Balki usne kuchh samaan us ladke ko de diya, aur dono meri bike pe aakar samaan bandhne lage.

Mujhe ek baat ka darr bhi tha—kahin Noor ne yeh na bol diya ho ki “Shauhar ki bike hai.” Maine kuchh der dekhta raha, lekin Noor samaan rakhwakar alag khadi ho gayi. Woh ladka kuchh-kuchh bol to raha tha, lekin Noor bilkul chupchaap khadi thi. Paanch minute beet gaye aur kuchh nahi hua. Sach to yeh tha ki mujhe sabse zyada niraasha hui jab woh ladka wahan se chal diya. Maine daud ke us ladke ko pakad liya aur poochha, “Kya hua? Kuchh baat kiye?” Usne meri taraf taajjub se dekha aur bola, “Baat karegi tab na. Ignore kar rahi thi mujhe, bas.” Meri mazhabi, ..,. biwi aakhir kaise kisi na-mehram se baat kar leti? Maine usse mobile number le liya aur alvida karke wapas bike ke paas aaya.

Mujhe dekhte hi Noor ne gusse mein poochha, “Kahan reh gaye the? Itni der!” Maine wapas sawaal kiya, “Kya hua, Noor? Bataya drab tha—paise baaqi lene the.” Noor ka gussa thoda kam hua. “Chalo ghar jaldi. Mujhe yahan ab nahi rehna.” Maine bike shuru ki, aaram se Noor ko bithaya, aur ghar ki taraf rawaana ho gaya. Mera lund bilkul kisi lohe ki rod ki tarah kadak khada tha.

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Raat ko main sone ki naakaam koshish kar raha tha. Maine apne lund ko teen dafa ragad-ragad ke paani nikaal diya tha, lekin mera dil-o-dimag usi pal pe atka hua tha jab us haramkhor ne Noor se baat ki. Bhale baat kuchh nahi bani thi, mera lund aise akda hua tha jaise mera uspe koi kaboo hi na ho. Mere dimag mein ek gandi film chal rahi thi, jiski star meri biwi aur woh sadakchaap tha. Main us raat badi mushkil se soya.

Agla din guzar gaya. Mere dimag mein kuchh samajh nahi aa raha tha ki aakhir main kaise aage badhun. Maine phone number to us kamine ka le rakha tha, lekin mujhe kuchh samajh nahi aa raha tha. Agle din main office mein baitha isi baat ko soch raha tha ki meri ammi ka call aa gaya. “Imran beta, soch rahi thi balcony mein jaali lagwa lete hain. Khoob machchhar aa rahe hain aajkal. Babu bhi pareshan hai.” Main yeh sunte hi meri aankhein chamak gayi. “Bilkul, Ammi. Main kisi ko bhejta hun, woh kar dega kaam.” Maine phone kaat diya aur usi kamine ke phone number ko ghoorne laga. Main kaafi der sochta raha, phir phone laga diya. Pehle hi “hello” karke use samjhaane laga, “Dekho, tumhare paas achchha mauka hai. Kuchh karo yaar. Court mein kitna paisa lag raha hai mera, pata bhi hai tumhe?” Ispe usne jawaab diya, “Mujhe kya maloom kitna paisa lag raha hai? Aur main saala yeh kaam kaise karun? Main koi karigar thodi hun!” Maine uski baat suni aur gussa ho gaya. “Market se net khareedo, keel lo, aur thoko!” Meri gusse ko sun woh jhenp gaya. “Ok-ok, master ji, dekhta hun main.”

Maine wapas Ammi ko call lagaya aur unhe bata diya ki ek karigar bhej raha hun—aa ke kaam kar dega aur chaar-panch din lagega kaam niptaane mein.

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Chapter - 3

Us raat maine us ladke ko phone lagaya.

- “Hello.”  
- “Hello.”  
- “Tumhare paas achchha chance hai. Main chahta hun ki tum mera yeh zaruri kaam jald se jald kar do.”  
- “Saale, itna aasaan hai na? Tu pagal wagal hai kya?”

Mujhe uski baat sunke hansi aa gayi. Mujhse zyada samajhdaar woh lag raha tha. Main muskaya aur dobara baat ko aage badhaya.

- “Chaar-panch din ka maine bol diya hai. Tumhare paas achchha mauka hai. Uske saath ek buddhi ammi rehti hai—usse thoda bachke rehna.”  
- “Kya saale, tu mujhe marwa dega, behenchod!”  
- “Arre, kuchh nahi hoga. Waise bhi balcony kone mein hai. Buddhi ammi ko main keh doonga ki dhoop mein woh khadi na rahe. Teri target paas hi hogi.”  
- “Saale, tu ek number ka chutiya hai. Pakka main bang case mein jail jaunga.”

Main uski baat sun hans raha tha.  
- “Haha, kuchh nahi hoga…”

“Rizwan ke abbu kis se hans-hans ke baat kar rahe hain?” Achanak Noor chhat pe aa gayi. Main ghabra gaya aur phone kaat diya. “W-w-woh mera office ka friend hai,” maine jaldi se kaha. Noor ne sawaaliya nazar se mujhe dekha aur poochha, “Itna ghabra kyun rahe hain? Aisa kar rahe hain jaise dajjal dikh gaya ho.” Ispe maine tunak kar bola, “Arre meri Noor, achanak peechhe koi khada ho jaye to ghabraunga hi na.” Maine baat aage badhate hue kaha, “Noor, kal se ek karigar aayega. Dekho, yun to Ammi ko uspe nazar rakhni chahiye, lekin unki umar aur yeh garmi—tum nazar rakh lena.” Noor ne meri taraf dekha aur haule se boli, “Sahi keh rahe ho, Rizwan ke abbu. Ammi ko rest zyada zaroori hai.” Mere man mein muskan tair gayi. Mera plan kuchh had tak set tha.

Agli subah main office pahuncha aur seedha us kamine ko number lagaya. Use ghar ka pata de diya.

Pura din mera dil ulat-pulat hota raha. Mujhe zara bhi andaaza nahi tha ki ghar mein kya ho raha tha. Mere khayali pulao jaise badhte hi jaa rahe the. Mujhe kuchh kaam mein man nahi lag raha tha. Maine office se jaldi chhutti le li aur bike pakad teen baje hi ghar ko nikal gaya.

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Main ghar jaldi pahuncha. Jaise hi ghar ke paas pahuncha, pasine se lathpath wahi harami mujhe dikha. Woh balcony ke kone mein jaali laga raha tha. Neeche se mujhe zyada to nahi dikha, lekin maine andaaza lagaya ki koi na koi uske tools zaroor pakde hue hoga. Main jaldi se apne flat mein dakhil hua—darwaza pehle se khula hua tha. Maine iska faayda uthaya aur bade haule se balcony ke paas gaya, un dono ki baatein sunne ki koshish karne laga. Lekin baat to kuchh ho hi nahi rahi thi—ajeeb sa sannata pasra hua tha. Maine kuchh samaan uthane ki awaaz lagayi to Noor mere paas aayi. Woh upar se neeche tak kaale burqe mein khadi thi. Mujhe dekhte hi usne saara samaan mujhe thama diya aur boli, “Ekdam bekaar karigar hai. Keel bhi nahi thok paa raha hai sahi se.” Yeh sun maine hans diya aur kaha, “Sabse sasta yahi tha, Noor.” Yeh sun woh bhi hasne lagi.

Main balcony mein gaya. Wahan jaise hi usne mujhe dekha, aage badhkar usne meri shirt ka collar pakad liya aur dheere se, lekin gusse mein, bola, “Saale, tune bola tha ki teri rishtedaar hai. Behenchod, mujhe phasana chahta hai? Apni biwi ko rishtedaar bana ke bata raha hai!” Maine uska haath badi mushkil se jhatka aur maine bhi gusse se, lekin dheere se, bola, “Tujhe kya farak padta hai? Woh meri kuchh bhi lage, tune kaam kiya ki nahi?” Meri yeh baat sun woh hasne laga, meri taraf ghoor ke dekha aur bola, “Dekh, tune sahi kaha. Mujhe zara bhi farak nahi padta ki woh teri ammi ho, biwi ho, ya rishtedaar.” Yeh sunte hi jaise mera lund kisi jaadu ki chhadi ki tarah jhatke khaane laga.

“Tujhe bhadwa banane ka nawabi shauk hai. Mujhse kya? Lekin sach bataun to teri biwi bahut saaf-pak hai.” Usne yeh kaha to mera dil khush hua, aur saath mein mere lund ne jhatke khaye. “Dekh, main teri jo help chahta hai karunga, lekin tujhe meri biwi ko napak karna hoga, samjha?” Uske chehre pe ek kameeni muskaan thi. “Bilkul, mere sartaj. Teri biwi chod ke maza aayega.” Hum dono aise hi khusur-phusur baatein kar rahe the ki andar se Noor ki awaaz aayi, “Chai ban gaya hai, le jaiye na please.” Maine jawaab mein usse kaha, “Noor, chai lete aao na yahan. Main thoda fresh hone ja raha hun.” Maine us kameene ko aankh maar di aur khud wahan se bathroom mein ghus gaya.

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Main bathroom mein ghus gaya tha, haath-muh dho raha tha, lekin kaan balcony ki taraf lage hue the—kuchh sunai de to lazzat mile. Noor chai leke upar aayi, usne cup wahan rakha aur us kameene ko dete hue chupchaap khadi rahi. Main chhupke se darwaze ke peechhe se jhaank raha tha. Woh harami chai lete hue bola, “Bhabhi, aapki chai to lajawab hai. Roz banaogi mere liye?” Uski kameeni muskaan aur awaaz mein woh gandagi thi jo mujhe andar tak jala rahi thi—achchha jala rahi thi. Noor ekdam sakht ho gayi, dheere se boli, “Bas kaam karo,” lekin woh rukne wala tha kya? “Aap itni sundar ho, shauhar lucky hai,” usne kaha, cup haath mein liye aur thodi si doori kam karte hue. Mera lund ekdam lohe ki tarah tan gaya, dil itni tez dhadak raha tha ki saans ruk si gayi.

Noor ka chehra badal gaya. Woh peechhe hati aur sakht awaaz mein boli, “Yeh tarah ki baat mat karo.” Phir woh jaldi se neeche Ammi ke paas chali gayi, chai wahan chhodkar. Woh harami hasne laga, cup uthaya aur maze se peene laga—jaise kuchh hua hi na ho. Main bathroom se nikla, dil mein aag aur lazzat ka tufaan liye, aur balcony pe uske paas gaya. Dheere se poochha, “Kya hua?” Woh kameena muskaya, “Saaf-pak hai, par thodi si baat hui. Chai achchhi banati hai.” Meri aankhein chamak gayi, lekin maine daba ke kaha, “Aur koshish karo—video chahiye.” Usne sar hilaya, “Kal phir aata hun. Dheere-dheere khulegi,” aur meri rooh tak woh baat chhoo gayi—lund jhatke maarne laga.

Raat ko khane pe Noor chup si thi, jaise kuchh kehna chahti ho. Main dil tham ke poochha, “Market mein sab theek tha na, Ammi ke saath?” Woh ruk gayi, phir boli, “Woh karigar ajeeb hai—baatein karta hai jo theek nahi. Ammi ko bolna jaldi khatam kare.” Mera dil zor se dhadka, lekin maine chehra thanda rakha, “Haan, main usse bolta hun,” aur andar se sochne laga—yeh gussa matlab uski pakki chaal mein aa rahi hai. Raat ko maine us kameene ko text kiya: “Kal thodi aur zor laga. Video ke liye baat badhao.” Usne jawaab diya, “Saala, mushkil maal hai, par maza aayega,” aur meri neend udd gayi. Main phir bathroom me gaya aur lund ka paani nikala aur phir main so gaya.

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Agle din main office mein tha, mera saara dhyan ghar ki taraf tha, lekin main is manhoos jagah mein atka hua tha. Har din ghar bhi jaldi nahi jaa sakta tha, aur mere calls ko us kameene ne nahi uthaya, na hi mere text ka koi jawaab diya. Mera lund din bhar Qutub Minar bana raha, soch-soch ke ki us balcony mein kya chal raha hai.

Shaam ko main ghar ke liye nikla. Kuchh der mein ghar pahuncha to Noor kitchen mein nasta bana rahi thi. Maine aate hi poochha, “Noor, kaam kaisa chal raha hai? Maine use jaldi karne ko kaha hai.” Noor muskura ke boli, “Us gadhe ko sirf baat banana aata hai, kaam karna nahi. Kaise namune ko pakad laaye ho, Rizwan ke abbu?” Noor ki muskan mein ek raaz chipa hua tha, jise dekh mere andar ka dajjal jaag gaya. Ho na ho, Noor ko us kameene se baat karne mein maza aa raha tha.

Maine dobara chhat pe jaa usse call lagaya. Is dafa usne phone utha liya, aakhirkaar.

- “Kya hua aaj? Kuchh daal gali?” Main seedha point pe aaya, seedha sawaal kiya.  
- “Mere baap, apki biwi bahut strict hai yaar. Seedhe muh baat bhi nahi karti. Daal khaak galegi?”  
- “Gal rahi baat?”  
- “Kya matlab?”  
- “Hans-muska ke tere baare mein bol rahi thi. Tu aage badh, kal use chhoone ki koshish kar.”  
- “Woh to theek hai, mere baap, lekin mujhe nahi lagta aisi sakht aurat se chaar-panch din mein baat banegi. Kuchh zyada hi shareef hai.”  
- “Haan, woh to hai, lekin woh aurat bhi to hai.”  
- “Main samjha nahi.”  
- “Isme kya samajhna? Humne tees din se nahi kiya hai. Andar garmi to hogi hi na.”  
- “Achchha, achchha. Dekhta hun kal kya hota hai.”

Maine phone kaat diya. Main chhat pe hi kone mein baith gaya aur Noor aur us ladke ki soch-soch ke lund hilana shuru kar diya.

Jab main kuchh waqt ke baad neeche kamre mein aaya to Noor mera wait kar rahi thi. Uske shareer pe pink rang ki nighty thi. Main jaanta tha ki woh kya chahti thi, lekin mera plan kuchh aur tha. Uske liye main Noor ko tadpaata hi rakhna chahta tha. Lekin ek baat tay thi—us kameene ne jo kuchh Noor se kaha, asar to hua. Maine Noor ko nazarandaaz kar so gaya.

Agla din main office mein baitha sapne dekh raha tha. Shaam hui to main ghar ko nikal gaya—mera dil bechain tha. Main jaanna chahta tha ki aakhir kya hua din bhar. Maine aaj us ladke ko call nahi kiya tha. Ghar pahuncha to dekha ki Noor kamre mein leti hui thi, aur Ammi baby ke saath TV mein busy thi. Maine Ammi se balcony ki baat poochhi to unhone bola, “Imran, mujhe kya maloom? Noor ko hi pata hoga.” Main Noor ke paas gaya to woh halki neend mein thi. Main use jagaana sahi nahi samjha aur balcony mein gaya. Wahan bilkul bekaar kaam kiya hua tha, jise dekh maine sir peet liya.

Isi tarah do aur din beet gaye. Kaam jaise-taise us ladke ne to kar diya, lekin jis kaam ke liye maine use bulaya tha, usme bilkul daal nahi gali. Noor ek nihayati shareef aurat thi. Maine us ladke ko chai-paani ke liye resto le gaya aur chaar-panch dinon mein beeti baaton ko sunane laga. “Mere bhai, teri biwi ekdam strict hai yaar. Chutkule tak pe nahi muskati. Baat kya khaak hogi?” Maine uski taraf dekh ke kaha, “Kuchh nahi hua?” Ispe usne teekhi awaaz mein kaha, “Bilkul nahi hua.” Maine apna sar pakad liya. “Achchha, tum kya kehte ho? Kya karna chahiye mujhe?” Ispe woh ladka sochne laga. “Dekh madarchod, teri biwi ko pataana aasaan kaam nahi hai. Time lagega, aur teri help bhi. Lekin agar tu chahe to main use pata hi lunga.” Yeh sun mera lund phir se kasne laga. “Kya help chahiye?” Usne wapas kaha, “Dekh, teri biwi ko pataane ke liye romance ki zarurat padegi.” Main thoda sa confused ho gaya. “Main samjha nahi. Romance matlab?” Usne phir meri taraf dekha aur bola, “Love saale, ishq-pyaar. Teri biwi ko asli mein pyar mein giraana hoga, tab baat banegi. Tu samjha?” Main uski baat samajh to gaya tha, lekin bola, “Arre yaar, yeh sab karne mein kitna waqt lag jayega?” Ispe usne meri taraf ghoor ke dekha, “Tu chah le to bahut jald, tu use ignore karna suru kar de” aur woh hasne laga.

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Mujhe samajh mein nahi aa raha tha ki woh ladka kya chahta hai. Isi beech ek hafta aur beet gaya. Mere aur Noor ke beech sex band tha pichhle ek mahine se. Noor ki murjhayi hui aankhein uske andar ki mayoosi ko dikhati thi, lekin main use ignore kar raha tha—jaisa us ladke ne kaha tha. Main baar-baar us ladke se uska plan poochh raha tha, lekin woh idhar-udhar ki baatein bol mujhe taal raha tha.

Ek aur mahina beet gaya. Main dheere-dheere sab kuchh bhool sa gaya tha. Mujhe ab aisa lagne laga tha ki us ladke ko bhula dena sahi hai. Main aise hi office mein baitha kaam kar raha tha ki usi harami ka message aata hai:  
- “Daal gal gayi.”

Main pehle use padha, phir dobara padha, phir kayi dafa padha. Jab samajh mein nahi aaya to maine usi ko call kar diya—office se hi. Main itna excited tha ki bahar bhi nahi gaya.

- “Kya hua? Kaisi daal? Kya hua, batao!”  
- “Arre, maine kaha tha na ki tu use ignore karna shuru kar de, usi se baat ban gayi.”  
- “Matlab hua kya?”  
- “Arre, teri biwi ko maine apna phone number diya tha. Aaj usne message kiya hai, haha!”  
- “Sach batao!”  
- “Bilkul sach. Lekin ab teri help chahiye hogi mujhe.”  
- “Bilkul, jo tum kaho. Kya help chahiye?”  
- “Dekh, teri biwi ek chhoomui hai. Dheere-dheere sab karna padega.”  
- “Haan, lekin kya karna padega?”  
- “Mujhe aaram se usse milne mein help chahiye hogi.”  
- “Bilkul!”  

Mera lund phir ek dafa akda hua penchkas lag raha tha. Mera dil dhadak raha tha.  
- “Tu help karta ja, aur phir dekh jaadu.”

Usne phone kaat diya. Main seedha office ke bathroom mein gaya aur apna lund hilane laga. Kareeb do baar paani bahaane ke baad main wapas apne desk pe aaya. Meri aankhein chamak si rahi thi.

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Main shaam ko ghar aaya. Ghar mein meri Ammi baby ke saath busy thi, Abbu wapas aa gaye the aur kuchh reading kar rahe the. Main seedha Noor ke paas kitchen mein gaya. Wahan usne mujhe dekha to chupchaap spoon utha chai banane lagi, bina kuchh bole.

Maine hi dheere se Noor ko kaha, “Noor, nasta bhi de do, bhookh lagi hai.” Yeh sun usne haami bhari aur mujhe dining table pe jaane ko kaha. Main excitement se halat kharab tha. Dining kamre ke bajaye main seedha apne kamre mein gaya. Wahan mez pe Noor ki phone padi thi—ek sasti si Motorola, jisme koi lock nahi tha. Maine phone khola, sent messages dekhe, aur wahin tha woh sunehra message—usi number pe jis se main baatein karta tha. Ek chhoti si message likhi hui thi:  
- “Milna tha na, bolo kahan.”

Yeh chhoti si text padh mera lund jaise phootne pe aa gaya. Main daud ke bathroom gaya aur itni tezi se lund hilane laga ki saala khoon nikal gaya. Lekin mujhe koi parwah nahi thi. Main us text ko soch-soch ke apna maal nikala aur haanfne laga.

Kuchh der mein wapas dining table pe gaya. Wahan khana-nasta rakha hua tha, saath mein garam chai. Main nasta utha hi raha tha ki mujhe message aata hai—usi ka. Maine kone mein phone khol li:  
- “Dekh, teri biwi se milna hai. Market le aa na.”  
- “Ok.”

Maine nasta kiya, chai pi. Mera lund chai se bhi zyada kadak phir se jhul raha tha. Mujhe order mila tha—apni biwi ko milwane ka. Main lazzat se bhara hua tha—aisa lag raha tha jaise maine drugs le li ho. Meri shareef aur nek biwi ka message aur phir us ladke ka order—mera to jaise lund steel ban chuka tha.

Main andhera hote hi TV hall mein gaya aur sabke saamne kaha, “Main market ja raha hun. Kuchh samaan bhi laana hai kya?” Main Noor ke jawaab ka intezaar kar raha tha, lekin woh chup rahi. Ammi-Abbu ne bhi kuchh nahi bola to main akele hi niraash ghar se nikalne laga. Lekin isse pehle ki main bahar nikalta, Noor jaldi se mere paas aayi aur dheere se mujhse kaha, “Rizwan ke abbu, periods ke pads lene hain. Main bhi chalti hun. Ammi-Abbu ke saamne bolne mein…” Maine muskura diya, “Achchha achchha, tum yeh pehen lo. Main bike nikal leta hun.”

Main bike pe Noor ka intezaar kar raha tha. Kuchh der mein Noor pure parde mein, full burqa pehen aati hai aur bike ke peechhe baith jaati hai. Main bike ko market ki taraf nikal gaya.

Hum market mein pahunch gaye. Main pahunchte hi us kameene ko dekh liya—woh usi OYO ke paas paanwadi ki dukaan pe tha. Main Noor ko leke us paanwadi ke jitna kareeb ho sake utna kareeb gaadi roka aur kaha, “Noor, main paanch minute mein aata hun. Tum bike pe nazar rakhna.” Main Noor ko chhod thodi door chala gaya, aur meri nazar usi disha mein tik gayi.

Mere jaane ke ek minute baad woh harami meri bike ke paas aa gaya. Usne bhi mujhe aata dekh liya tha aur woh Noor se baatein karne laga. Main itni door tha ki kuchh sun to nahi paa raha tha, lekin maine Noor ko haule se hanste dekh machal sa gaya. Maine yun to paanch minute kaha tha Noor ko, lekin main un dono ke beech kebab mein haddi nahi banana chahta tha. Isliye maine door se hi dekhta raha unki baatein. Shuru mein chup khadi Noor bhi bol rahi thi, hans rahi thi, jise dekh main lazzat se pagal hua jaa raha tha. Kareeb bees minute baad jab woh ladka khud alag hua to main do minute baad wapas bike ke paas aaya. Mujhe dekhte hi Noor ne poochha, “Itni der kahan phas gaye the?” Maine phir ek safed jhooth bola, “Uske paas chhutta nahi tha.”

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Main ghar pahuncha. Noor kitchen mein chali gayi, aur maine seedha us harami ko call lagaya.

• “Kya hua aaj?”
  
• “Kuchh khaas nahi yaar, bas baat-cheet.”
  
• “Aage kya karna hai?”
  
• “Aage koi tareeka dhoondho ki hum dono khullam-khulla mil sakein daily.”
  
• “Kaise?”
  
• “Yeh to tumhe dekhna padega.”
  

Maine phone kaat diya. Ammi-Abbu aur phir baby ke hote hue aakhir yeh kaise possible tha? Mera dimag ghum raha tha, lund akda hua tha, lekin jawab nahi mil raha tha.

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Main agle din office mein yahi soch raha tha ki aakhir main kaise intezaam karun Noor aur us ladke ka milna-julna. Ghar se bahar jaa pana to bahut hi mushkil tha Ammi-Abbu ki wajah se. Abbu to phir bhi ghar se bahar jaate rehte the, lekin Ammi to ghar mein hi padi rehti thi. Phir maine socha ki kya main hi roz un dono ko milaun? Yeh sunne mein lazzatdar to tha, lekin practical nahi tha. Phir mere dimag mein ghanti baji—agar woh kameena delivery boy ban jaye to? Maine jhat se use phone milaya.

- “Dekho, mere paas ek idea hai.”  
- “Kya be?”  
- “Agar tum delivery boy ban jao to baat ban sakti hai.”  
- “Behenchod, pehle tune mujhe mazdoor bana diya, ab yeh? Haath saale, main kuchh nahi banunga!”  
- “Arre mere bhai, samajh zara. Samaan hi to laana hai, phir ghar mein bhi reh sakte ho. Ammi dopahar mein soyi rehti hai, aur Abbu bahar rehte hain.”  
- “Aisa kya?”  
- “Haan, main tera number deke Noor ko bol deta hun ki koi samaan kam pade to tujhse mangwa le.”  
- “Chut ke liye saala kya-kya karna pad raha hai.”

Main hanste hue phone kaat diya, aur phir maine Noor ko phone lagaya. Use us ladke ka number diya aur bataya ki koi samaan chahiye to call karke bula le apne se. Usne sehmati mein phone kaat diya.

Mera plan lagbhag set sa lag raha tha, lekin mujhe kaise pata chale ki ghar mein kya chal raha hai? Meri nazar anayas upar uthi aur CCTV camera dikha—dimag ki ghanti baj gayi. Maine turant Amazon se teen mini CCTV camera order kar diya.

Us raat main ghar pe aaya to ajeeb sa laga mujhe. Noor, jo mayoosh rehti thi, haule-haule muska rahi thi. Main use dekh muskaya aur kitchen mein jhaanka to egg crate pade hue the jo Noor ne mangwaya tha. Main yeh dekh khush ho gaya aur poochha, “Achchha, delivery boy se samaan mangwane bhi lagi?” Ispe Noor thodi chaunki, phir haule se sar hila ke boli, “Haan, Rizwan ke abbu.”

Us raat main so nahi paa raha tha. Mujhe jaanna tha ki din mein kya hua, lekin saala behenkelode ka phone band aa raha tha. Main zeher ki tarah is tarap ko pi gaya. Agle din main office nikala aur maine us ladke ko dobara call lagaya, lekin uska phone busy aa raha tha. Mera gussa badhta jaa raha tha, lekin tabhi uska call aaya.

- “Saale, phone gaand mein daal rakha hai kya? Utha kyun nahi raha tha?”  
- “Teri biwi se baat kar raha tha.”  

Yeh sunte hi mera lund ekdam se tan gaya.  
- “Abhi itni subah?”  
- “Haan.”  
- “Kal kya hua?”  
- “Kuchh nahi, bas kuchh baatein hui.”  
- “Kya baatein?”  
- “Yahi ki tu uska khayal nahi rakhta hai, haha!”  
- “Haha, tu rakh le na!”  

Hum dono jaante the iski wajah. Maine phone kaat diya aur khud office ke kaam mein lag gaya.

Aise hi din beet rahe the. Mujhe maloom tha ki kuchh ho raha hai, lekin mujhe exact nahi pata tha ki kya. Main jab bhi us kameene se update leta, woh hamesha yahi kehta ki baatein ho rahi hain, aur kuchh nahi.

Main ek din faisla kiya ki main jaldi office se aa kar khud dekhunga ki mazaa kya hai. Ek hafta bardasht karne ke baad main office se jaldi teen baje nikala. Main bike se tezi se ghar pahuncha. Saamne bike khadi thi to main muskaya. Maine darwaza ko dhakela to mujhe khula mila. Maine dono ko kitchen mein, phir bedroom mein, aur phir balcony mein dekha to woh kahin nahi dikhe. Mujhe mazaa samajh mein nahi aaya to main sidhiyon se chhat ki taraf gaya. Mujhe phus-phus ki awaaz aayi. Maine darwaze ke kone se dekha to Noor aur woh kameena baithe hue the aur gardening pe baat kar rahe the. Hadd to yeh thi ki Noor ne abhi bhi veil pehen rakha tha. Mujhe hansi aa gayi—kyunki yeh jhooth nahi bol raha tha.

Main wahan se bina awaaz kiye nikala aur phir use message kar ghar ke paas ek park ke paas bulaya. Woh kareeb das minute baad wahin pe aaya. Use dekhte hi main hans diya aur bola, “Tum saale do mahine mein sirf baat kar paaye, lanat ho tujhpe.” Ispe woh gussa ho gaya, “Bhadwe saale, teri biwi ko kitna darr lagta hai ghar mein, zara idea hai, behenchod?” Maine uski baat dhyan se suni. “Tumhara matlab kya hai?” Usne jawaab diya, “Matlab yeh ki teri Ammi ghar pe rehti hai. Woh gharelu aurat kabhi free mind reh hi nahi sakti.” Uski baat mujhe sahi lagi—kyunki mere bedroom mein chhipaye CCTV mein ek din bhi footage nahi aaya tha.

Maine usse dobara poochha, “Kya karna hoga yaar? Ghar se nikalna to namumkin lag raha hai mujhe.” Ispe woh kuchh soch ke bola, “Teri Ammi-Abbu ko kuchh din rishtedaar ke yahan ya tere bhai ke paas kyun nahi bhej deta?” Maine apna sar naa mein hilaya, “Nahi hai possible. Unki marzi hai yahan rehne ki, kaat nahi sakta.” Ispe woh kuchh der socha aur bola, “Dekh, tu biwi ko khilane-pilane bahar le jaata tha na?” Maine turant jawaab diya, “Haan, kabhi-kabhi.” Ispe usne mujhe ghoora aur bola, “Dekh, tu resto ke bahane bazaar le aa, phir use akela chhod ke fut le na. Baaki mujhpe chhod de.” Maine use bataya, “Yaar, woh ghar jaane ki zidd karegi agar mera koi emergency aa jaye.” Ispe usne upar aasman ko dekha aur bola, “Kya jalebi hai yeh. Achchha, ek kaam kar sakta hai—tu bahar phone mein laga rehna, andar mere saath. Kya kehta hai?” Main thoda shock ho gaya, “Yeh to…” Main aage kuchh bol pata, woh wahan se nikal gaya.

Agli din hi Saturday thi. Maine Noor ko plan bataya ki khaane-peene chalna hai—sirf hum dono ko. Woh meri baat sun ke khush ho gayi.

[Edens]

Noor ko ugly middle age gande logo se chudwao

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Chapter 4

Main agle din ka intezaar kar raha tha. Shaam hui to main tayyar hoke itr laga liya, aur Noor ne burqa pehen liya. Hum dono meri bike se ek achchhi resto nikal gaye. Maine plan pehle se set kar liya tha us kameene ke saath—hum jis resto mein jaa rahe the, wahan maine use baithe rehne ko kaha tha.

Hum kuchh der mein resto mein ghuse. Roshni kam thi, is wajah se kam dikh raha tha, lekin meri nazar turant uspe padi jo kone mein baitha free ka paani pi raha tha. Main Noor ke saath baitha hi tha ki maine use ishara kiya ki mujhe call kare.

- *Trnnnn trnnnn*  

“Oh, yeh to manager ka call hai. Noor, tum menu dekho, main turant baat karke aata hun.” Meri yeh baat sun Noor thodi udaas si ho gayi, lekin usne kuchh nahi bola. Main jhoothi call attend karne hotel se bahar nikal gaya.

- “Achchha mauka hai tere paas saale, enjoy kar,” maine us kameene se kaha.  
- “Bilkul, aaj raat teri biwi se chummi lunga.”  
- “Bas itna?”  
- “Haan saale, bas itna. Chummi de de yeh bhi badi baat hogi saali ke liye. Achchha, main message bhejunga to tu aa jana—use aisa nahi lagna chahiye ki tune chhod ke bhag gaya hai.”  
- “Haan, bilkul.”  

Maine phone kaat diya aur khidki se andar jhaanka. Andar woh ladka apne seat se utha, dheere se meri biwi ke paas aaya, aur meri jagah baith gaya. Noor ka chehra baar-baar gate ki taraf jaa raha tha—jaise woh mujhe dhoondh rahi ho—lekin main kisi aur cheez ke firaak mein tha.

Mujhe bagal mein hi ek dukaan ke bahar ek bench dikha. Main wahan jaake apne lund ko dabane laga. Meri halat bilkul barood ki tarah ho rakhi thi—andar hotel mein meri biwi date pe thi, aur yahan main uska intezaar kar raha tha. Yeh intezaar mithi-mithi dard de raha tha.

Main baar-baar andar jhaank ke dekh raha tha. Andar Noor hans rahi thi, baatein kar rahi thi. Mujhe jaan-ne ka mann tha ki woh kya bol rahi hai. Maine gaur kiya to us kameene ne dher saara khana order kar diya tha, jise dekh mujhe bhi bhookh lag gayi. Maine ek 10 rupe ka Kurkure liya aur maze le-le khane laga.

Mujhe achanak usi kameene ka message aaya:  
- “Kab se wait kar rahi hai teri biwi teri. Jaa jake use bol de koi emergency aa gayi hai.”

Yeh padhte hi maine andar jhaanka to woh gayab tha. Main phone ko jhoot-mooth kaan mein laga ke hotel mein ghusa. Saamne Noor ki nazar mujhpe gayi, aur meri uspe, phir meri nazar dher saare khane pe. “Noor, yeh tum apne liye akele itna samaan?” Yeh sun Noor hadbada gayi, “Oh no, Rizwan ke abbu, yeh aapke liye bhi hai.” Main table pe baith gaya aur plate pe samaan rakhane laga. “Sorry Noor, mera ek client foreign ka hai—bahut badi problem aa gayi hai.” Noor mayoosh hote hue mujhe dekha aur boli, “Khair, koi nahi. Ab khaate hain.” Maine jaise hi plate tayyar kiya, us kameene ne wapas call kar di. Main phir is baar kuchh bahana banake hotel se bahar nikal gaya.

- “Chal, bahut ho gaya behenchod. Ab bhag apni biwi ke paas se.”  
- “Kya karega nahi bhaga to?”  
- “To saale, tere saamne teri biwi ki gaand marunga, aur tujhse chatwaunga!”  

Yeh sun ke to jaise mera lund rocket ban gaya—itni lazzat ki bardasht ke bahar tha. Main bahar aaya, aur andar phir woh kameena ne meri seat pakad li. Maine gaur kiya ki Noor use dekh muska rahi thi—mujhe bahut achchha laga yeh jaan ke.

Is baar main keh ke aaya tha ki waqt lagega, isliye mujhe koi jaldi nahi thi. Main bahar ek kone se andar ka dekh raha tha, lekin kuchh sun nahi paa raha tha. Noor uske haath pakad rahi thi—pyar se ek-doosre ke haath woh sehla rahe the. Mera lund in sab ko dekh pagal se zyada pagal ho raha tha. Phir us kameene ne apne haath se Noor ko ek piece khilaya, jispe Noor ne thodi na-nukur ki, lekin phir woh kha li aur ek cute si smile di. Badle mein usne bhi us haramzade ko khilaya. Main yeh sab dekh pagal hue jaa raha tha. Mujhe sunna bhi tha ki woh kya bol rahe hain, lekin afsos woh mumkin nahi tha.

Phir kareeb ek ghante ke baad mujhe uska message aata hai, usme usne order diya tha:  
- “Andar jaa, apni biwi ko bol ki aur time lagega. Aur haan, khane ke paise pay kar de.”

Maine yeh padha aur seedha jhoot-mooth ka phone kaan mein laga andar ghusa. Noor ne mujhe dekha to uske chehre pe darr saaf-saaf tha. Maine khane ki halat dekhi, phir Noor ko ghura, “Tumne itna saara khana kha liya? Dopahar se bhookhi ho kya, haha!” Woh bhi darte-darte hansi, aur maine use 2K ke notes diye aur kaha, “Noor, mera boss jaan nahi chhod raha hai. Thodi der aur lagega.” Ispe uske chehre pe thodi gussa aur thoda khushi thi. Main andar se hansa aur bahar nikal gaya. Jaise hi main gate pe pahuncha, mujhe ek aur message aaya:  
- “Teri biwi ko bagal wale park le ja raha hun. Wapas 15-20 mein yahi milte hain.”

Maine jab yeh padha, mere to jaise hosh udd gaye. Main khidki se andar dekh raha tha—Noor ne mere diye hue paise us launde ko thama diye, jisne payment kar di, aur table saaf hone laga. Woh dono kuchh der wahin baat karte rahe, phir achanak woh ladka khada hua aur saath mein Noor bhi. Dono resto ke bahar aane lage—maine unhe aata dekh chhip gaya.

Noor us kameene ke saath haath mein haath daale chal di—bagal ke park mein. Park bilkul chhota sa aur road se thoda hat ke hone ki wajah se khali hi rehta tha. Mujhe Noor ki himmat ki daad deni padi ki usne resto chhod ke idhar chal padi. Main un dono ka peechha karte hue aa gaya aur door se unhe dekhne laga.

Woh dono ek bench pe baith gaye aur kuchh der baat karte rahe—jo main sunna to chahta tha, lekin doori ki wajah se kuchh sunai nahi pad raha tha.

Phir woh hua jiski main kalpana kar to chuka tha, lekin haqeeqat mein pehli dafa dekha. Woh kameena ne Noor ke chehre ko apni taraf mod liya, aur khud apna chehra uski taraf, aur dono aage badhe. Mera lund jaise haanfte kutte ki tarah khada ho gaya. Maine jhat se apna lund aage-peechhe karna shuru kar diya. Mere saamne meri mazhabi, paak aur deeni biwi—jo ek bacche ki Ammi bhi hai—usne ek lafange ke honth pe apna honth laga diya.

Yeh chummi mushkil se do second chali, aur phir Noor hatt ke idhar-udhar darr ke dekhne lagi. Lekin us kamine ne wapas uska sir pakda aur dobara apne honth uske honth pe laga diye. Is dafa woh kaafi dafa chumte gaye, aur main kone mein khada apna lund puri raftar se ragad raha tha. Mujhe jaise jhatka laga, aur main dhadam se gir gaya. Meri awaaz se woh alag ho gaye. Main aadha pant neeche karke wahan se bhaga—mera lund ka paani mere pair ko bheegone laga.

Main resto mein gaya aur apne saans pe kaabu karne ki koshish karne laga. Kareeb paanch minute baithne ke baad meri hosh mein hosh aayi, aur main table pe jaake baith gaya—Noor ke intezaar mein, jo kareeb paanch minute baad aayi. Use jab maine dekha to laga jaise koi hoor dekh li ho—uske lipstick bikhre hue the, jise dekh main lazzat mein chala gaya.

Main wahan se utha aur Noor se maafi maangi, “Sorry Noor, meri job ki wajah se bahut problem ho gayi aaj.” Yeh sun usne apna sar naa mein hilaya aur boli, “Koi baat nahi, Rizwan ke abbu.” Hum dono wapas bike se ghar ki taraf nikal gaye. Mere saamne woh kiss kisi chalchitra ki tarah chal raha tha.

Hum dono ghar pahunche. Main fresh hone chala gaya aur apne pair ko saaf kiya, jo lund ke paani se gande ho gaye the. Phir main wapas bistar pe aaya to Noor sirf full ganji mein thi, aur meri taraf ghoor ke dekh rahi thi. Lekin maine use ignore kiya aur apne aap se kaha, “Noor, tere aashiq ka haq main nahi marunga.”

Agla din main office mein baitha tha aur usi kameene se chat kar raha tha:  
- “Kal saale tu dekh nahi paya, mast chume hain teri biwi ko.”  

Use andaaza nahi tha ki main woh drishya dekh liya tha, aur iski wajah se mujhe hansi aa gayi.  
- “Kaisi thi uski lips?”  
- “Kamaal, bas ab jaldi se woh honth mere lund pe lag jaaye.”  
- “Woh woh sab nahi karti hai.”  
- “Tere saath nahi karti bhadwe, mere saath karegi.”  

Main mann mein hansne laga—mujhe yakeen tha Noor jaroor iska lund muh mein legi.  
- “Aage kya karna hai?”  
- “Aage yeh karna hai gadhe ki Noor darling ko dheere-dheere sense mein utarna hai.”  
- “Lekin kaise?”  
- “Woh tu mujh pe chhod de, bas tu saath deta reh.”  
- “Ok.”  

Maine chatting band karke apne sapnon mein kho gaya—jahan Noor ko 100 log mil ke chod rahe hain, aur main sab ko paani aur condom bant raha hun.

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Din beet rahe the. Noor aur woh kameena ghar mein roz mil rahe the. Meri Ammi ne ek din mujhse poochha, “Beta, tum saara samaan ke list ek saath kyun nahi bana dete ho? Har din samaan mangana padta hai.” Noor bagal mein hi khadi thi—yeh sun woh thodi darr gayi. Lekin maine jawaab diya, “Arre koi nahi Ammi, zarurat padti hai to mangwa leti hogi. Kyun hai na Noor?” Ispe Noor thoda ghabrate hue boli, “Ji, Rizwan ke abbu.” Main muska raha tha—kyunki yeh to meri hi chaal thi.

Ek hafta aur nikal gaya. Main roz us kameene se update mangta, aur woh mujhe roz chehak-chehak ke batata ki kaise woh meri biwi ke honth ka raspaan kar raha tha—jise sun main lazzat mein chala jata. Aur woh jhooth nahi bol raha tha—kyunki mere mini CCTV mein footage thi. Mere bistar pe pichhle 7 din mein se 3 din usne meri biwi ke honth chuse the—jisme se ek din woh Noor ke upar let ke chusa tha. Yeh footage dekh meri halat aisi ho jaati ki uska bayaan karna mushkil tha. Main lazzat ki nadi mein doobki lagane lagta tha.

Noor bhi ab kaafi sahayog dene lagi thi. Woh pehle jaise darr ke ek-do chummi nahi de rahi thi. Maine pichhle din ki footage dekhi to main chaunk sa gaya—Noor aur woh kameena kariban 10-12 minute tak chumte rahe, jise dekh main lund hilata raha.

Lekin main isse khush nahi tha—mujhe aur chahiye tha, aur jaldi se. Isi wajah se is baar maine plan banaya Noor aur uske kamine aashiq ko paas laane ka, aur mujhe ek bahut achchha mauka bhi mil gaya. Mere paas ek door ke relative ki shaadi ka invitation aaya tha. Maine socha ki yeh ek achchha mauka hai lovers ke liye.

Maine call kiya aur us kameene ka number milaya:  
- “Abhi tak kahan tak baat chali saale?”  
- “Bahut kuchh khaas nahi, lekin jaldi hi bahut kuchh khaas hoga, haha!”  
- “Haha, dekh mere paas ek mast plan hai.”  
- “Bol jaldi!”  
- “Mere paas shaadi ki invite hai—door ke log hain, zyada jaan-pehchaan nahi.”  
- “Arre, lottery hai phir to!”  
- “Wahi saale, main use leke aaunga shaadi mein, aur tu uspe chadh jana.”  
- “Nahi be, itna jaldi nahi. Aaram se karenge. Kab hai shaadi?”  
- “2 week.”  
- “Achchha, phir to time hai apne pe. Dekh chutiye, teri Ammi ke rehte aur aage badh pana bahut mushkil hai.”  
- “To kya kare?”  
- “Dekh, kal main teri biwi ko cinema le jaunga—doctor ke bahane. Mana mat karna use.”  
- “Achchha, yeh plan hai.”  

Usne phone kaat diya, aur main Noor ke baare mein sochne laga.

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Main agle din subah office ke liye tayyar ho raha tha ki Noor mere paas aayi. “Rizwan ke abbu, woh main soch rahi thi ki ek dafa clinic ho aaun. Aap drop kar denge?” Maine usse poochha, “Wahi ladies clinic na?” Jispe usne jawaab diya, “Ji, Rizwan ke abbu.” Main andar hi andar muskaya. Maine apne manager ko phone karke bol diya ki main thodi der mein aaunga, aur phir Noor ko bhi ready hone ke liye keh diya.

Main Noor ko clinic pe drop kar diya aur call lagaya meri biwi ke aashiq ko.

• “Aa gayi teri nayi setting. Le jaa jahan le jana hai.”
  
• “Badi jaldi! Abhi aata hun.”
  

Main office na jaake uska wait karne laga. Kuchh der mein woh kameena aata hai, aur Noor clinic se bahar nikalti hai—uske chehre pe gazab ki khushi thi. Main yeh dekh bagban ho gaya.

Us ladke ki bike pe meri biwi baith gayi, aur woh dono chal diye. Main bhi peechha karne laga. Us ladke ne Noor ko ek khatara sa movie theatre leke aaya, jahan sirf Bhojpuri movies lagi hui thi.

Maine bhi wahi ticket liye aur hall ke andar ghusa to bilkul sannata—sirf 3-4 couples the, jo ek-ek kona pakde hue the. Meri nazar Noor ko dhoondhne lagi, jo kismat se aisi jagah pe thi jahan cinema se aane wala light kuchh-kuchh dikh raha tha. Main bhi chhip ke kone mein baith gaya. Movie pe kisi ki nazar nahi thi—Noor ki nazar us chutiye pe thi, chutiye ki Noor pe, aur main maha-chutiye ki nazar un dono pe.

Asli cinema to seats pe chal raha tha. Movie shuru hone ke 2 minute baad hi Noor aur uska aashiq ek-doosre ke muh mein muh laga ke baith gaye. Maine apna pant sarkaya, lekin phir ruk gaya—kyunki aaj kuchh naya hone wala tha.

Woh dono lagatar chume jaa rahe the. Unki chumne ki awaaz itni thi ki mere kaan tak aa rahi thi, aur mera lund jhatke kha raha tha. Shayad un dono se zyada kharab halat meri thi—kyunki main badi mushkil se bardasht karke waqt guzar raha tha bina lund ko chhue.

Meri nazar chamki jab maine dekha ki us ladke ne meri biwi Noor ka burqa utarna shuru kar diya—jise dekh ke meri halat patli ho gayi. Mera lund akadne laga, lekin phir woh hua jo mere soch ke pare tha. Us kameene ne meri biwi Noor ki salwar utar di—woh cinema hall mein sirf bra mein thi. Main bardasht nahi kar paya, lekin mujhe unki baat sunni thi, isliye main dheere se unki seat ke paas khisak ke aa gaya.
Meri biwi ki awaaz mere kaanon mein aati hai, jise sun main kaanpne laga. Usne kaha:

• “Hira, koi aa gaya to? Mujhe darr lag raha hai.”
  
• “Baby, tumko ghar mein darr lagta hai, ab yahan bhi? Kuchh nahi hoga.”
  

Pehli dafa unki awaaz mujhe saaf sunai pad rahi thi, aur sach kahun to mera dimag band ho chuka tha—kyunki lund mein saara khoon pahunch chuka tha. Main unki baat aage sunta raha.

• “Kitne pyare doodh hain tere, ekdam aam jaise.”
  
• “Muh mein lo na please.”
  

Maine yeh sunte hi pagal ho gaya—Noor is chutiye ka saath de rahi thi. Main andar hi andar bahut khush tha.

• “Woh to lunga hi na baby, pehle ise haath lagao na.”
  
• “Oh, kitna bada hai aapka! Pant ke andar pata nahi chalta hai, hee hee hee.”
  

Noor aur woh ladka aise hans-hans ke baatein kar rahe the jaise woh saalon se ek-doosre ko jaante ho. Aur Noor itni azaad—mujhe yakeen karna mushkil tha. Woh Noor, jo light off karwa deti thi, aaj itni kam roshni mein ek gair mard ka lund ka numaaish kar rahi hai.

• “Bada to hoga hi, tera gandu sauhar ke jaisa thodi hai.”
  
• “Mmm haan, unka kaafi chhota hai. Gaandu hain woh, hee hee hee.”
  

Mere baare mein aisi galeech baatein, mera haath apne aap mere lund pe aa gaya. Noor ki hansi—main use pehchan bhi nahi paa raha tha.

• “Noor, mera lund muh mein lo na please. Bahut din se wait kar raha hun.”
  
• “Itna bada nahi jayega Hira.”
  
• “Try karo na, kam se kam topa muh mein lo.”
  

Mere saamne yeh kya ho raha tha? Aakhir yeh itni gandi cheez itni aaram se kaise bol rahe the? Aur meri paak biwi Noor—aakhir kaise? Main chakit tha.

• Chuuuuuuuup chiiiiiiiiiiip chupppppp
  

Yeh awaaz—yeh maine porn movies mein bahut dekhi thi. Yeh meri biwi Noor ke muh se aa rahi thi. Mujhe ta’ajjub tha ki aisa kaise ho raha hai. Maine sir halki si upar ki aur saamne dekha to Noor ka chehra us kameene ke god mein tha, aur woh aaram se movie pe nazar tikaye hue tha.

• “Aah Noor, daant mat lagao yaar. Haan aise hi, aur thook… aaaaaaaaaaah.”
  

Us kameene ki awaaz jaise mere kaan mein ghus sidhe mere lund pe lag rahi thi—kyunki mera lund Qutub Minar bana hua tha. Main ghadi dekhne laga—kyunki mera lund ka paani pehle hi nikal chuka tha. Wahi doosri taraf yeh aadmi aaram se lund chuswa raha tha. Meri biwi Noor iska pura saath de rahi thi. Mujhe ehsaas hua ki main sahi mein cuckold hun. Mera dil karne laga ki main aage badhun aur us mard ko apni hi biwi chudwane mein madad karun—uske liye paani-beedi leke jaun.

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update bro.....please add more pics and gif to make it more sexy

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Kaisi story lag rahi hai aap logo ko?

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Going good but threesome and dirty stuff avoid

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Chapter - 5

Maine cinema ghar me baitha hua tha, aur mera lund bilkul chup lataka hua tha. Samane screen pe bhojpuri me koi gana chal raha tha, aur kuch waqt ke liye mera nazar us screen pe tik gaya -





Mujhe aisa mehsoos ho raha tha jaise main koi nashe mein hun. Mera sir halka mehsoos ho raha tha, aur main sukoon se baitha woh bakwas si Bhojpuri gaane ko dekh raha tha—aisi halat mein jaise main aadha soya hua hun.

Meri yeh aadhi neend dobara khulti hai jab mere kaan mein meri pyari biwi ki awaaz jaati hai:
- “Hira, ab nahi hoga mujhse. Mujhe dukh raha hai.”

Yeh sun mera dil dhadakne laga. Mujhe dil mein aaya ki main wajah jaaun aur Noor ke muh mein khud lund daal doon, lekin main wahi peechhe chhipa sunta raha.

- “Saali, kitni nautanki karti hai! Tere se 5 minute nahi rakha jaa raha hai. Baby, muh mein daal na dobara.”

Maine mann mein socha, “Yeh kitne pyar aur dular ke saath Noor ko mana raha hai. Use to khush hona chahiye, nakhra kyun kar rahi hai?” Mujhe Noor ke nakhre pe thoda gussa aane laga.

Movie ki screen ki roshni kabhi-kabhi un dono ke upar aa rahi thi, aur meri nazar baar-baar unpe jaa rahi thi. Main hairaan tha Noor ki halat ko dekh ke—meri paak-shareef ..,. biwi, ek gande se ghatiya cinema ghar mein sirf ek bra mein thi. Aur is halat mein pahunchane wala koi aur nahi, main khud tha. Yeh soch ne mere mare hue lund ko wapas khada karna shuru kar diya.

Main unki baat sunna chahta tha, lekin yeh movie ki awaaz mein kabhi unki baatein sunai padti, kabhi nahi. Main zyada nazdeek bhi nahi jaa sakta tha, aur saala peechhe se mujhe Noor aur woh kameena sahi se dikh bhi nahi rahe the. Is wajah se mujhe thoda irritation feel ho raha tha—kyunki mujhe office bhi nikalna tha.

Maine dekhne ki kaafi nakaam koshish ki, aur phir un dono lovers ko chhod main office nikal gaya. Raste bhar mere dimag mein yahi ghum raha tha ki, “Noor kitni khoobsurat lag rahi thi uske saath, aur kitni aasani se usne uska lund muh mein le liya—jabki mere lund ko to usne kabhi haath bhi nahi lagaya. Aur lagati to bhi kya fayda hota—saala jhat se main pighal jata.” Main yahi sochte-sochte office pahuncha, lekin mujhe kaam mein zara bhi mann nahi lag raha tha. Mujhe teen ghante baad ka intezaar tha—jab main Noor ko us clinic se pick karke ghar drop karne wala tha.

Badi dheere waqt guzar raha tha. Mere dimag mein sirf movie hall ki tasveer ghum rahi thi, aur mera lund shaant hone ka naam hi nahi le raha tha. Mere dimag mein phir se chaal chalne laga—“Noor ko usne sahi mein aakhirkaar meri lagatar help se pata hi liya.” Main apne aap pe fakr mehsoos kar raha tha. Phir main apne aap se baat karne laga, “Un dono ne mujhe gaandu bola, haha! Main gaandu nahi hun—haan, bhadwa jaroor hun, haha!”

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[url=https://////.live/threads/aahat-ek-cuckold-ki-sanak.173888/post-10774994][/url]Chapter 6

Main office mein baitha tha. Mera dil kar raha tha ki main us chutiye ko phone lagaun, pata karun ki kya chal raha hai, lekin main unhe disturb bhi nahi karna chahta tha. Isliye main andar hi andar ghut aur jal raha tha—ek aisi jalan jo mere lund ko ek pal bhi sone nahi de rahi thi.

Teen ghante beetate hi main apne manager ke cabin mein gaya aur unhe apni biwi ke clinic ki baat batayi. Yeh keh ke nikal gaya ki Noor ko ghar drop karke main ek ghante mein office wapas aa jaunga. Mere manager ne chidate hue mujhe jaane ke liye keh diya.

Main apni bike se seedha ladies clinic nikala, jahan meri pyari biwi Noor check-up karwa rahi thi. Main clinic pahunch gaya aur phir maine Noor ko call lagaya. Lekin mujhe ehsaas hua ki office mein hi pehle mujhe usse baat kar leni chahiye thi—kahin woh abhi bhi busy ho?

- “Noor, kahan hain aap? Check-up ho gaya na?”
- “Aa rahi hun, Rizwan ke abbu. 2 minute.”

Maine phone kaat diya aur Noor ka intezaar karne laga. Woh clinic se nikli, aisa bartao karte jaise kuchh usne kiya hi na ho—upar se neeche tak meri Noor burqe mein thi. Use dekh main mann hi mann muskaya aur awaaz di, “Noor, idhar!” Meri awaaz sun Noor mere paas tezi se aayi aur mere kandhe pe haath rakh ke woh bike pe mere peechhe baith gayi. Maine usse poochha, “Sab khairiyat na Noor? Report kab tak aayegi?” Meri yeh baat sun Noor thodi ghabrai, “W-woh, Rizwan ke abbu, madam ne kaha sab sahi hai. Report nikalwane ki zarurat nahi hai.” Main uske is pyare se jhooth se khushi se jhul gaya aur socha, “Batao Noor, tum kitni pyari jhooth bolti ho.” Maine bike tezi se aage badhai—mere kandhe pe Noor ka haath kasa hua tha, wahi haath jis se usne aaj us kameene ka lund pakada tha. Main uske honth burqe ki wajah se dekh to nahi paya, lekin mujhe yakeen tha ki lund muh mein lene ke baad Noor aur bhi haseen dikh rahi hogi.

Main ghar pahuncha to Noor bike se utar gayi. Usne mujhe kaha, “Rizwan ke abbu, aap nasta karke jao. Ab ghar aa hi gaye ho to.” Maine jawaab diya, “Nahi Noor, mera manager waise hi mere sir pe chadha hua hai. Aur late karunga to faltu ka nautanki karega.” Yeh bol main bike aage badha diya aur kuchh pal mein main wapas office mein tha.

Office mein pahunchte hi main turant us harami ko message kiya—mere andar chul machi thi jaanne ki kya hua:
- “Kya be, kya hua cinema mein?”

Udhar se mere message bhejte hi jawaab aaya—itni jaldi reply dekh mere andar sukoon aaya:
- “Kuchh nahi yaar, bas movie dekha hum dono ne. Achchhi film thi.”

Main uske is jhooth ko padh hans pada aur phir maine phone pe type kiya:
- “Hath saale, sach-sach bata kya hua wahan!”
- “Saale, teri wife mast hai be, lekin ekdam nausikhiya hai. Tune saale kuchh sikhaya hai bhi ki nahi use?”

Main yeh jaise hi padha, mere lund ne jaise awaaz lagai.
- “Kya hua, batao saale! Ghuma-phira kyun rahe ho?”
- “Tujhe sach jaan ke kya milega? Main kuchh nahi bata raha. Teri biwi hai na, poochh le usse.”

Uski aisi baat sun mujhe samajh mein nahi aa raha tha ki main kaise aage badhun, kaise uska muh khulwaun.
- “Batao na yaar, please! Batao na kya hua!”
- “Chal theek hai. Maine tujhse kya kaha tha? Ki mera lund muh mein legi—bhale tera zindagi bhar na liya ho.”

Yeh padhte hi mere saamne cinema hall ka woh tasveer, jo maine khud apni aankhon se dekha tha, dobara chalu ho gaya.
- “Usne tumhara muh mein liya?”
- “Bilkul, aur legi hi. Boyfriend hun main uska, tere jaisa gaandu sauhar nahi, lol.”

BF? Yeh kab hua? Lekin jo bhi hua, achchha hua. Mera lund pe mera haath tezi se mere chhote se cabin mein chalne laga.
- “Boyfriend?”
- “Haan saale, kitni mehnat ki hai maine use patane mein. Aise thodi chhod dunga, haha!”
- “Mat chhod bhai, bana raho uska BF. Lekin mujhe bata to aur kya-kya hua!”
- “Kuchh khaas nahi be uske alawa. Teri biwi teri Ammi se bahut darti hai be—ghar mein use kapde nikalne mein gaand phatati hai. Lekin cinema ghar mein to salwar bhi utar di.”

Yeh bahut tha mere liye. Meri taqat ne mujhe isi pal dhokha de diya, aur maine apna paani office ke file pe nikalna shuru kar diya. Mujhe tez jhatke aa rahe the. Yun to maine yeh pehle hi dekh rakha tha, uske muh se yeh sab sun mere to jaise haal behaal ho gaya tha.

- “Sach bata saale, tu zyada der nahi tik pata hai na?”
- “Nahi yaar.”

Maine use sach-sach bataya.
- “Haan, teri biwi ko asli mard ki aadat hi nahi hai. Saali turant thak jaati hai.”

“Asli mard”—mera nazar baar-baar ispe jaa raha tha, aur main sochne laga, “Kya main asli mard nahi hun? Lund to hai mera bhi. Kya yeh sach bol raha hai?” Mere dil ke kone se awaaz aayi, jise main daba nahi paya: “Tu cucky hai Imran, asli mard nahi. Tera kaam hai apni biwi aur uske aashiq ko khush rakhna.” Yeh soch main muskaane laga.

- “Haan yaar, tum asli mard ho. Isliye woh tumhara itna saath de rahi hai.”
- “Bahut kuchh sikhana padega teri biwi ko.”
- “Haan to sikhao na yaar! Tumne hi to bola ki tumhari ab woh girlfriend hai. Ab to tumhara bhi haq hai uspe.”
- “Haha, sahi kaha be tu gaandu! Teri biwi ab meri item hai, aur tu mera bhadwa.”

Yeh message padh-padh mera lund dobara tanane laga. Saala, mujhe yakeen nahi aa raha tha ki mera lund bhi itni aasani se tan sakta hai, aur itni jaldi-jaldi.

- “Haan yaar, ab woh tumhari setting hai pehle, aur meri biwi baad mein. Tumhe uske saath jo karna hai karo, main pura saath dunga…”

Yeh likhte hi mera lund phawara dobara file mein chhodne laga. Woh ek client ki important file thi, jisme main do-dafa lund ka paani ugal diya tha. Main apni chair pe baitha haanf raha tha, aur meri nazar us file pe gayi jispe mere bacche tair rahe the. Yeh sheher ke ek bade seth ka file tha, aur maine apna sir peet liya.

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Main shaam ko ghar aaya. Ghar mein wohi ho raha tha jo hamesha hota hai—Ammi mere bete ke saath khel rahi thi, Abbu chhat pe hawa kha rahe the, aur Noor kitchen mein raat ke khane ki tayyari kar rahi thi. Main apna bag rakh Noor ko awaaz lagaya, “Noor, chai bana do na please mere liye.” Ispe kitchen se hi uski awaaz aayi, “Abhi laayi, Rizwan ke abbu.” Main kursi pe baith gaya aur chai ka intezaar karte-karte maine phone pe us kameene ke saath ki hui baat check ki. Mera lund haule-haule khada hone laga. Lekin mera dhyaan tuta jab Noor ne meri chai mere saamne rakhi aur poochha, “Nasta le aaun, Rizwan ke abbu?” Main uski baat na sun uske honth ko ghurane laga. Yeh honth aaj ek gair mard ke lund ke charo aur the—yeh sochte maine apne aap ko sudhara aur apne mann mein bola, “Nahi, gair mard nahi, meri biwi apne boyfriend se mil ke aa rahi hai, aur isme kuchh galat nahi hai.” Mujhe apna text yaad aaya. Isi beech Noor ne mujhe hilaya aur kaha, “Rizwan ke abbu, kahan kho gaye? Nasta laun ki nahi? Ammi-Abbu ke liye banaya tha, aapke liye bhi le aaun?” Noor ko meri chinta dekh mera dil bhar aaya, aur maine usse pyar se kaha, “Haan, le aao.” Aur maine andar apni rooh se kaha, “Bhale Noor uski setting ho, lekin biwi woh meri hi rahegi.” Mere chehre pe badi si smile thi, aur mujhe andar se bahut achchha mehsoos ho raha tha. Main wahan se uth apni Ammi ke paas gaya aur Rizwan ko main bhi puchkarane laga.

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