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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?

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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.

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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.

[xxxhjbxxx]

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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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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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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Chapter 7

2-3 din beet gaye the us cinema ghar wale ghatna ke, jahan meri pyari biwi ne clinic ka jhootha bahana karke us kameene ke saath aiyashi ki, woh bhi meri hi madad se. Main office mein baitha hua tha aur kaam karne mein busy tha. Kaafi kaam ka bojh badha hua tha, aur mera manager mujhse khafa tha kyunki main kaafi dafa late aa raha tha, aur kayi dafa late jaa raha tha. Upar se ek bahut zaroori client ka file gayab tha office se—jispe maine apna maal do dafa nikala tha, aur baad mein phaad ke phek diya tha. Kaam ke beech-beech mein mere saamne meri wife ki woh tasveer chhap jaati—bra mein cinema ghar ke kone mein ek gair aadmi ke saath—jise yaad kar main kamali hone laga.

Maine apni ghadi dekhi to 2 bajane ko the. Mere honth pe ek badi si smile aa gayi. Maine mann mein socha, “Noor ka delivery boy aa chuka hoga.” Main mann hi mann hansne laga. Mera dil to kiya ki ek dafa Noor ya us lafange ko phone milaun, lekin main un dono ke beech mein kebab ki haddi nahi banana chahta tha. Maine aahein bhari aur main apne kaam mein lag gaya.

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Shaam tak main busy raha. Mujhe kaam se zara bhi fursat nahi mili, aur main shaam ko bike se wapas ghar ki aur nikal gaya. Ghar pahuncha to sab kuchh waisa hi tha jaisa saalon se chala aa raha tha—Ammi aur Abbu apne kaam mein busy the, Noor hamare baby Rizwan ke saath khel rahi thi. Kuchh bhi aisa nahi lag raha tha ki bahut kuchh badal sa gaya ho, ya kahin to badlao dikh nahi rahi thi.

Main fresh hone ko jaane se pehle Noor ko ishara kiya, “Noor, mere liye kadak chai bana do na. Aaj bahut thak gaya hun kaam ki wajah se…” Meri baat sun Noor meri Ammi ki aur mudi aur Rizwan ko unhe pakadwaya, “Ammi, aapke aur Abbu ke liye bhi bana dun?” Ispe meri Ammi Rizwan ko khilkhilate hue haan mein jawaab de di. Main bathroom mein aaya aur apne muh pe paani maara, toilet use kar fresh ho bahar nikala, aur sidhe dining table pe pahuncha. Wahan mere Noor, Abbu, aur Ammi chai ka maza le rahe the. Main bhi wahin baith gaya aur chai peene laga, aur idhar-udhar ki paas-dur ki khandan ki baatein chalu ho gayi. Us waqt aisa lag raha tha jaise hamari zindagi mein kuchh badlao nahi aaya hai, aur sabkuchh bilkul normal tha.

Hum sab raat ka khana kha ke apne-apne kamre mein aa gaye. Main aur Noor agal-bagal mein aadhe lete hue the. Maine Noor ko nazar chura-chura ke dekh raha tha, jaise woh koi gair ho, na ki meri biwi. Noor ne phir meri aur dekha aur muskane lagi aur poochha, “Kya dekh rahe hain, Rizwan ke abbu?” Maine use ghurte hue kaha, “Noor, aap behad haseen hain, ek moti hain aap.” Meri yeh baat sun Noor muskane lagi, “Aap bhi na.” Meri tareef use bahut achchhi lagi, aur main aage badha. Mere honth Noor ke honth ke kareeb aa gaye. Main chumne hi wala tha ki uske honth ki mujhe woh cinema ghar wala din aankh ke saamne gaya, aur main Noor ke honth ko ghurane laga. “Kya dekh rahe hain, Rizwan ke abbu?” Noor bade sharmile andaaz mein mujhse sawal kiya. Maine kuchh nahi kaha aur apne honth aage badha diye, aur mere aur Noor ke honth ek-doosre se mil gaye. Noor aur mere honth ek-doosre mein 20-30 second lage rahe, lekin yeh chumma nahi tha, bas ek chhoti si kiss thi. Main isse aage nahi badha. Mujhe yakeen tha ki Noor mujhe nahi talti, lekin main khud peechhe hat gaya, kyunki Noor meri biwi hone se pehle ab kisi ki setting thi. Woh, jaisa ki us kameene ne kaha tha mujhe, ab Noor uski girlfriend thi, aur mera koi haq nahi banta tha ki main kisi ki GF ko haath lagaun. Maine apne honth uske honth se hataya aur sone chala gaya. Mera lund bhale puri jaan se jaga hua tha, lekin kaam ki thakawat ki wajah se mujhe jhat se neend aa gayi.

Meri neend raat ko khul gayi kyunki mujhe bahut tez pyas lagi hui thi. Maine apna sir Noor ki aur kiya to woh wahan se gayab thi. Maine mann mein socha, “Kahan gayi Noor, shayad bathroom mein hogi.” Mujhe tez pyas lag rahi thi to main bistar se utha aur kitchen ki aur gaya. Raste mein bathroom pada, jispe chitkani lagi hui thi to ek pal ke liye mera dimag kaam karna band kar diya. “Kahan gayi Noor itni raat ko?” Maine ghadi mein waqt dekha to raat ke 1 baj rahe the.

Kitchen mein glass mein maine paani nikala aur dheere-dheere peene laga. Mere dimag mein abhi bhi yahi sawal tha ki Noor kahan hai. Mera dil tezi se dhadak raha tha aur thoda darr bhi lag raha tha, aur main thoda excited bhi tha yeh soch ke ki shayad woh us harami ke saath ho. Maine phir bade ahiste dhoondhna shuru kiya. Ghar mein woh kahin nahi mili to chhat ki aur chadhne laga to mujhe Noor ki hansne ki awaaz aayi, bahut hi haule se, jaise woh duniya se chhupa ke yeh hans rahi ho.

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Chhat ke sabse upar seedhi pe baithi thi Noor, andhere mein, aur uske kaan pe mobile laga hua tha, aur woh hans-hans ke baatein aur jawaab de rahi thi.

Main to achchhe se jaanta tha ki mazaara kya hai, aur mere chehre pe muskan aa gayi. Main haule se Noor ke jitna kareeb aa sakta tha bina awaaz kiye pahunch gaya. Is jagah se mujhe Noor ki awaaz saaf sunai pad rahi thi, lekin us kameene ki nahi—main thoda niraash sa hua. Meri biwi ka hans-hans ke apne boyfriend se baatein karna mere dil ko sukoon de raha tha, aur main uski baat sunne laga—

- (N) “Hath badmaash kahin ke!”

- (N) “Chee, astaghfirullah, yeh kya bol rahe ho?”

Yeh sun main hairaan tha ki us kameene ne aisa kya bol diya—kahin woh mujhe to nahi gaali de raha hai? Maine apne lund ko sehlaya jo khada ho chuka tha.

- (N) “Haan, mujhe to bahut pasand aayi, kal main tumhare liye bhi kuchh bana dungi.”

Yeh sunte hi mera kaan phadka. Pehle to us ladke ki baat mujhe sunai nahi de rahi thi ki woh kya bak raha hai, lekin Noor ke jawaab sun ke main lazzat mein chala gaya tha. “Kal woh khana khayega, meri biwi ke haath ka… to isme galat kya hai, uski bhi girlfriend hai,” maine apne aap se kaha. “Noor ke haath ka khana kha ke woh uska gulam banne ko raazi ho jayega,” maine fakr ke saath apne aap se kaha.

- (N) “Ispe video call nahi ho payega Hira, sirf call aur message hota hai.”

Maine jab yeh suna to meri nazar Noor ke haath mein pade phone pe gayi. Yeh ek dumb phone tha jo maine saste mein bahut pehle liya tha backup ke liye aur phir ise Noor ko de rakha tha. “Aaj ke zamaane mein phone, khaskar smartphone, bahut zaroori hai, main use jaldi hi dilwa dunga,” maine ek mental note banaya. Main aage kuchh sochta ki Noor ke muh se nikla—

- (N) “Al... hafiz.”

Main yeh sunte hi jaldi se dauda, maine koshish ki koi awaaz na ho. Bistar tak pahunchte-pahunchte mere dil ki dhadkan saatve aasmaan pe thi. Main bistar pe leta sone ki nautanki karne laga, aur kuchh der mein Noor aayi aur mere bagal mein so gayi. Maine bhi rahat ki saans li aur neend ki aagosh mein chala gaya.

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Agle din phir wahi mera routine, main ghar se jaldi hi nikal gaya, aur main din bhar office mein sapne mein khoya raha. Mujhe nahi maloom tha ki ghar mein kya ho raha tha, lekin mera lund murjhane ka naam nahi le raha tha.

Shaam ke waqt main office mein baitha bank balance check kar raha tha. Usme futi kaudi nahi thi, lekin mere paas bank ka credit card tha. Main shaam ko thoda jaldi office se nikla—maine manager ko bataya ki mujhe apni wife ke saath shopping pe jana hai to usne mana nahi kiya, kyunki Friday hone ki wajah se workload kam tha.

Main bin bulaye apne hardin ke waqt se ek ghante pehle ghar ki aur rawana ho gaya. Kismat se road mujhe khali mili to main jaldi hi ghar pahunch gaya. Maine apni bike stand pe lagai to uske bagal mein usi kameene ki fatichar bike lagi hui thi. Mera dil ek pal ke liye chehka. Main jaldi se apne ghar ki aur gaya, lekin andar se lock pada tha. Maine darwaza khatkhataya to kuchh pal mein meri Ammi bahar nikli aur mujhe dekh kaha, “Aa gaya beta, aaj jaldi aa gaya? Roz is time pe nahi aa sakta?” Apni Ammi ki baat sun main muskaya aur kaha, “Ammi, office mein kaam rehta hai, baitha thodi rehta hun.” Main hairaan tha ki Ammi jagi hui hain. Maine Noor ko awaaz lagaya, “Noor, mere naye kapde nikal do na, main fresh hoke aata hun.” Meri is baat pe Ammi ne mujhe ishara kar ke kaha, “Arre, Noor chhat pe hai, woh ladka hai na jisne jaali lagai thi.” Maine haan mein sir hilaya, “Hummm.” Meri Ammi aage badhi, “Chhat pe pipe pe color karna tha.” Maine sawaliye andaaz mein poochha, “Color? Kaun sa color? Mujhe kyun nahi bataya aapne?” Ispe Ammi ne aage bola, “Aaj hi aaya hai. Tere Abbu ke dur ke dost ne thok ka business shuru kiya hai, isliye Syed ke ghar pehle maal bhejwaiya hai. Tere Abbu ne kaha ki ab hi gaye hain to lage haath pipes pe laga do.” Main unki baat sun ke sir ko hilaya, “Achchha, achchha, aaj hi aaya hai.” Ammi ne aage bola, “Haan, humne us delivery boy ko hi bol diya yeh bhi kar dene ko. Saste mein ho gaya, warna mistri bulate to 2-3k ka kharcha hai, haha.” Main Ammi ko dekh ke kaha, “Chhat pe woh paint kar raha hai abhi?” Ammi ne haan mein sir hilaya to maine aage poochha, “Aur Noor?” Ispe Ammi peechhe mud kitchen ki aur jaane lagi, “Noor ne kaha ki dhoop hai isliye woh dekh legi upar. Achchha imaandaar aur naik ladka hai, aur tera jaan-ne wala hai to maine kaha theek hai, upar hi hogi.” Yeh sab sun mera lund tis-tis ki dard mere shareer mein fail raha tha. Main jaldi se, lekin bina awaaz kiye, chhat pe chadh gaya, aur meri nazar pani ke tanki ki aur gayi jise paint karna bacha hua tha. Wahan pe, jaisa Ammi ne bataya, woh kameena paint kar raha tha, lekin wahan meri biwi uske paas hi chair lagake baithi hui thi, full burqe mein. Kuchh bhi aisa nahi ho raha tha jis se yeh lage ki inke beech kuchh hai—sirf malkin-mistri jaisa dikh rahe the. Mujhe kaafi afsos aur niraasha mehsoos hui yeh dekh ke.

Main chhat pe aaya aur un dono ki nazar mujhpe padi. Noor ne mujhe dekh ke kaha, “Aa gaye aap? Chaliye neeche, apke liye chai-nasta bana deti hun.” Maine yeh sun jawaab diya, “Noor, aap neeche jayein, main kaam ko dekh ke aata hun.” Jaise hi Noor neeche ki aur gayi, maine sidhe us kameene se poochha, “Yeh kya ho raha hai?” Ispe usne mujhe gusse se dekhte hue kaha, “Saale, yeh delivery boy wala nautanki khatam karo saale. Labour bana ke rakh diya hai tum logon ne. Sale, teri Ammi saali ek number ki kamini hai, sab kaam free mein karwana chahti hai.” Main yeh sun hansne laga. “Madarchod hans raha hai! Sala, yeh chut ke chakkar mein pura naukar bana diya hai be—saman mangwate ho, ghar ka kaam karwate ho. Saali teri Ammi ne to almirah bhi mujhse theek karwa liya.” Main yeh sun thoda chauka, “Achchha, woh kaam tumne kiya tha?” Ispe woh gusse se meri aur dekhta hai, “Behen ke lund, tujhe pata bhi nahi hai? Kya aadmi hai re tu!” Main yeh sun dobara hansne laga to usne meri aur dekha aur bola, “Pehle teri Ammi dopahar mein soyi rehti thi to kuchh ho bhi jata tha, ab to saali mujhpe chil ki nazar rakhti hai.” Ispe maine kuchh der socha aur poochha, “Kahin Ammi ko pata ya shak to nahi?” Ispe woh paint brush gusse mein chalate hue kaha, “Mujhe kya pata!”

Main wahi Noor ki jagah chair pe baith gaya, aur saamne woh paint kare ja raha tha. Maine usse poochha, “Dekho yaar, ab main Ammi ka to kuchh nahi kar sakta, woh to ghar mein rahengi na.” Ispe usne mujhe dekha aur aah ki awaaz aur saans nikali, aur kaha, “Main kahan bol raha hun uska kuchh karne ke liye? Kam se kam Noor ko to azaad karo, pinjre ki tarah ghar mein qaid rehti hai.” Mujhe maloom tha Ammi-Abbu ke rehte bina kisi wajah se Noor ka ghar se bahar nikalna namumkin sa tha. “Mujhe uske bahar jaane mein koi dikkat nahi hai, lekin…” Ispe usne gusse se meri aur dekha, “Kuchh bahana bana le gaandu" maine kuch der socha aur phir maine use dekhate hue kaha, "main dekhata hun, kuch ho sakta hai ye nahi" ye keh main niche aa gaya aur Noor ke banaye chai-nsta karne laga, maine ishara kiya ki upar bhi de aao to usne jawab diya ki ammi ne mana kiya hai.

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Shaam ko woh kameena ghar se gaya, uske chehre pe gussa saaf-saaf tha. Mujhe yeh dekh kaafi hansi aayi, aur maine use pura bahar nikalne se pehle rok liya. Maine dheere se usse kaha, “Kal mera chhutti hai, main Abbu-Ammi aur Rizwan ko leke kahin ghoom aata hun, kya kehte ho?” Yeh sunte hi uski aankh mein chamak aa gayi, aur woh muskate hue bahar nikla. Maine uske jaate hue dekh apne aap ko bola, “Apni biwi ke boyfriend ke liye itna karna to mera farz banta hai.”

Raat ke khane ke waqt hum sab baatein kar rahe the aur saath-saath khana kha rahe the. Tabhi maine plan ke mutabiq poochha, “Imambada ke paas jo khala rehti hai, kal chala jaye kya? Bahut din se woh reh tak rahi hai.” Ispe Ammi ne to turant razamandi de di. Maine phir Abbu aur Noor ke saamne sawal dohraya to Abbu sochne lage, aur Noor ne hi haan mein sir hila diya. Kuchh der sochne ke baad Abbu bhi haan mein sir hila diya.

Agli subah hui aur maine ek cab book kar di, aur maine sabko tayyar hone diya. Kuchh der mein gaadi aa gayi, aur hum sab ready the. Tabhi maine call aane ka jhootha bahana shuru kiya—yeh call usi kameene ka tha jise maine kaha tha isi waqt call kare. Maine phone pe baat ki aur apna chehra utar liya, aur mere bagal khade Abbu, Ammi, aur Noor ko problem batayi, “Arre, mera ek parcel aane wala hai, usko receive karna bahut important hai, woh sirf person-to-person handover kiya ja sakta hai.” Meri yeh baat sun meri Ammi ne kaha, “Dekho, jab hum itna ready ho gaye hain to ab rukna sahi nahi. Waise bhi maine unhe reh di thi ki hum aa rahe hain, rishta bigdega agar nahi gaye to.” Yeh baat sun Abbu ne bhi haan mein haan milaya. Maine phir kaha, “Ammi, aap mat ruko, koi fayda nahi hoga. Usme kuchh papers English mein hain, jaanch karna padega lene se pehle.” Yeh sun Ammi ne sir na mein hilane lagi to maine jaldi se kaha, “Noor, tum ruk jao, hum baby ko le jate hain. Agar jaldi aa gayi parcel to main pick karne aa jaunga.” Meri baat sun Ammi ne jhat se mana kar diya, “Akeli kya karegi din bhar? Waise bhi parcel to kal bhi le sakte hain.” To maine dobara ek safed jhooth bola, “Ammi, urgent hai, warna main khud nahi bolta rukne ko.” Yeh sun woh chup ho gayi, aur meri baat Noor ne maan li. Hum teeno—Ammi, Abbu, aur main—Rizwan ke saath cab mein baith ke khala ke ghar nikal gaye, aur maine mobile se usi kameene ko ek message bheja—

- Ho gaya kaam

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Main khala ke ghar boriyat mehsoos kar raha tha. Mere dil-o-dimag mein sirf aur sirf Noor aur uska aashiq tha jo abhi ghar pe akele the, aur main apne Ammi, Abbu, aur baby ke saath akela tha. Mujhe jaanna tha ki wahan kya chal raha hai, mujhe dekhna tha, mujhe machalna tha, lekin main sirf boriyat hi mehsoos kar paa raha tha.

Din mera bahut takleef se guzra—ek to mera lund na pura dheela tha na tight, beech mein akda hua tha, upar se khala ke yahan mujhe aisa kuchh khaas mann nahi lag raha tha kyunki sab ki umar mujhse bahut zyada thi.

Khair, din kata aur hum dobara cab leke shaam 9-10 baje wapas ghar pahunch gaye. Ammi ne gate khatkhataya to Noor bahar nikli aur humein andar bulaya. Hum sab thake hue the aur khana khala ke ghar hi kha ke aaye the to sidhe hum apne-apne kamre mein sone ke liye gaye. Maine Noor se poochha ki usne khana kha liya to usne jawaab diya, “Haan, Rizwan ke abbu.” Maine sir haan mein hilaya aur main sone wale kapdon mein aa gaya. Maine wapas poochha, “Parcel aa gaya na?” Uspe Noor ne na mein sir hilaya, to main apne aap ko bolne laga, “Kal company ko sidhe phone lagaunga.” Hum dono bed pe aa gaye, aur baatein karne lage.

“Kaisa raha din, bore ho gayi hogi tum to?” Ispe Noor ne sir haan mein hilaya, “Haan, Rizwan ke abbu, khala kaisi hain?” Maine jawaab diya, “Achchhi hain, lekin tumhe to unka nature pata hi hai.” Hum dono aise hi baatein kar rahe the. Meri nazar Noor ke chamakte hue chehre pe gayi, jispe ek masoom si muskan thi. Main yeh dekh aahein bharne laga—mujhe Noor ke muh se sunne ki talab thi ki aaj kya hua, lekin main chup raha. Hum dono kuchh der mein sone lage, lekin neend mere koson door thi. Maine us kameene ko turant message kiya—main din mein use aur Noor ko disturb karna sahi nahi samjha tha, aur main CCTV mein se video khojna nahi chahta tha—

- Kya be saale, maza aaya?

Udhar se koi jawaab nahi aaya. Mujhe bhi neend aa rahi thi isliye main phone neeche rakhne laga ki tabhi uska message aaya. Maine jhat se phone uthaya—usne koi message send nahi kiya tha, balki ek chhoti si video file thi. Maine use play kiya aur meri to jaise duniya hi ulat-palat gayi—





Meri neend jo kuchh pal mujhpe haavi thi woh ab koson dur thi. Meri aankh phati ke phati reh gayi. Meri nazar video pe ja rahi thi phir Noor pe. Yeh video jo us harami ne bheja tha, yeh Noor ki thi—uske lund ko muh mein lene ki jedojehad karte hue. Main jhat se apna pyjama utara aur apna lund haath mein liya aur use niharne laga. Mera bhura rang ka khaal utra lund is video mein dikh rahe kaale rang ke chamdi wale lund ka ek-tihai bhi nahi tha, lekin yeh jaanne ke baad main us video ko ghurte raha. Meri nazar us lund pe ja rahi thi aur video mein Noor ke honth pe, aur phir main apne bagal mein soye Noor ke honth ko dekhta. Mera shareer sihar raha tha, mere haath tezi se chal rahe the, aur phir mujhe achanak se aisa laga ki bhookhal aa gaya hai. Main aadha mara sa ho gaya. Mere lund ka paani mere pyjame ko gandi tarah se bheego deta hai. Mere shareer mein jaise koi jaan hi nahi bachi thi—main bas ek rubber jaisa reh gaya tha.

Mujhe hosh sambhalne mein kareeb-kareeb das minute lag gaye, aur jab main hosh mein aaya phir main us video ko ghurane laga. Is baar lekin havas mere upar haavi nahi thi—is baar main kisi taalib ki tarah gaur se us video ko dekh raha tha. Maine aage badh Noor ke honth pe ungali lagayi—mujhe aisa laga jaise maine jannat ki sabse keemti khajoor chhu li ho—aur phir maine video dekha. Mera lund dobara se khada hone laga, lekin is baar maine haath nahi lagaya aur main bistar se uth rengte hue bathroom gaya aur kapde badalne laga. Main kapde badal ke kamre wapas bistar pe aaya—Noor abhi bhi gehri neend mein soyi hui thi. Meri nazar kuchh messages pe gayi jo us kameene ne bhej rakhe the—

- Teri biwi kamaal ki hai saale, muh mein le leti hai lekin chut nahi deti hai, haha

Maine yeh padha to mujhe ehsaas hua ki abhi tak isne Noor ko nahi choda hai. Yeh sochte hi main hans pada, aur khud se kaha, “Muh mein le leti hai, lekin chodne nahi deti, haha.”

Maine phir message bheja—

- Kyun nahi karne deti hai, tumhari girlfriend hai, tumne manaya nahi, aaj to achchha mauka tha

- Arre yaar gaand phattu hai saali, ise darr hai ki pregnant ho jayegi to life barbaad, ab use sachchai kya maloom, haha

- Haha, koi life khatam nahi hogi, waise bhi mujhe ek aur bachcha chahiye tha

- Haha, bilkul gaandu ho tum saale, kuchh intezaam kiya daily milne ka?

- Pehle yeh batao na kya-kya kiya aaj, jaanne ka mann hai

- Saale bhadwe, apni biwi ke chudne ki kahani sunna chahta hai

- Nahi yaar, teri setting ki kahani sunna chahta hun, please batao na

- Yeh samajh le ki teri biwi ki chut/gaand nahi mari hai abhi tak, lekin jaldi hi loonga

- Bilkul yaar, apki hi hai woh maal, jitni marzi utni lo tum, aur condom lagane ki tension aap mat lena

- Ekdam bhadwa hai saale tu

Uski yeh gaaliyan bhi mujhe excite kar rahi thi, aur usne sach hi bola tha—main to tha hi bhadwa. Mera lund kadak ho chuka tha, aur maine haath dobara chalana shuru kar diya. Phir se mujhe laga ki main behosh ho jaunga, aur main badi mushkil se hosh sambhale rakha.

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Agle din main baar-baar Noor ke honth ko ghoor raha tha—uski komal si smile, aur phir mujhe woh video yaad aa jata. Mera lund tanch ho raha tha. Mujhe us kameene ne roz milne ka intezaam karne ko kaha tha, lekin kaise, samajh mein nahi aa raha tha. Agar Ammi-Abbu yahan nahi rehte to main to use bagal wale kamre mein hi rakh leta, lekin woh possible to nahi tha. Sunday ke din main yahi soch raha tha ki Noor mere paas aayi. Usne apne mobile ko kas ke pakad rakha tha, aur mujhe ehsaas hua ki woh jaldi-jaldi type kar ke kas ke pakad rahi thi—iska matlab tha ki woh usi se chat kar rahi hai. Main muskaya aur maine Noor ko awaaz di, “Noor, main kya soch raha tha.” Ispe Noor meri aur dekhti hai, “Kya, Rizwan ke abbu?” Main aage badha, “Main soch raha tha ki aapko naya phone dilwa dun. Aaj ke zamaane mein yeh sahi nahi hai—aajkal tarah-tarah ke apps aa gaye hain. Aapko lena hai?” Is baar maine Noor ke chehre ke noor ko dekha, “Ji, Rizwan ke abbu, mujhe bhi ek chahiye thi.” Main uske jawaab se khush tha, “Aaj shaam ko chalte hain.”

Noor ke chehre pe khushi dekh main bhi khush tha, aur mujhe maloom tha ki woh kyun khush hai, aur uski khushi mein meri khushi thi. Shaam ke waqt hum dono bike se nikle aur ek achchhi si Motorola ki smartphone maine Noor ke liye EMI pe khareed di. Noor us mobile ko pakad bilkul chamak rahi thi. Main use dekhta raha, sochta raha ki ab wo kameena isse video call pe bhi gandi-gandi baatein karega. Mera lund phir se tanch hone laga—saala, meri biwi ka naya phone uske aashiq ke kaam aayega, aur yeh soch ke mera dil bhi thodi si khushi se dhadka. Noor ne mujhe dekha aur boli, “Rizwan ke abbu, yeh phone sach mein bahut achchha hai, shukriya!”

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Chapter - 8

Mobile phone Noor ko dilwane ke baad main use ghar le aaya. Uske chehre pe kaafi khushi thi, mujhe bhi kaafi achchha lag raha tha. Ghar pe main uske bagal mein baith gaya aur phone ke features Noor ko dikhane laga. Noor ne pehle aisa phone chala rakha tha isliye woh kaafi jaldi seekh gayi chalana. Maine phir uski aur dekha aur poochha, “Noor, chalo main ispe number add kar deta hun.” Usne meri aur dekha aur main uske saamne Ammi-Abbu aur phir mera phone number add kar diya. Phir maine usse poochha, “Aur koi number add karni hai, Muskan?” To usne haan mein sir hilaya aur kaha, “Rizwan ke abbu, mere is phone ke saare number kar dein, zyada nahi hain.” Maine uska purana phone mein se ek-ek kar ke naye phone mein number add kar diya, aur phir maine phone use de diya.

Hum sab raat ka khana kha ke free hue, aur main jaldi se bistar pe padte hi sone ka nautanki karne laga. Kareeb 5 minute baad mujhe ehsaas hua ki Noor bistar se uthi. Maine apni aankh haule se kholi to Noor kamre se bahar ja rahi thi. Maine kuchh der intezaar kiya aur phir main bhi bed se utha aur sidhe chhat ki aur gaya. Maine use chhat ke kone mein khada paya—Noor ke haath mein mera naya diya hua phone tha, aur woh baatein kar rahi thi. Noor aisi jagah pe khadi thi ki na to mujhe awaaz aa rahi thi aur na main nazdeek ja sakta tha. Maine apne pyjame mein apna haath daala aur lund ko sehlane laga. Mujhe Noor ki baatein to sunai nahi de rahi thi, lekin uski hansi saaf sunai de rahi thi jo woh apne yaar se baat ke beech mein nikal rahi thi.

Main bas kalpana karne ki nakaam koshish kar raha tha ki woh kya baatein kar rahi hogi, woh kameena use kya-kya bak raha hoga aur kya galeez gaaliyan de raha hoga mujhe. Main Noor ko dekhte ja raha tha, lekin phir 10 minute ke baad main wahan se utha aur apne kamre mein chala gaya, aur is baar sahi mein sone chala gaya—aur mujhe kuchh pal mein neend bhi aa gayi.

Agle din main office ko nikal gaya, aur main busy ho gaya kaam mein. Kareeb 3 baje mujhe usi kameene ki message aati hai. Main us waqt client ko deal kar raha tha—maine us message ko ignore kar diya. Jab main client se free hua to uska message maine padha—

- Saale, kuchh socha ki nahi?

Main khud nahi samajh pa raha tha ki aakhir main kaise yeh bandobast karun. Maine wapas reply kiya—

- Kuchh samajh mein nahi aa raha hai, jab tak ghar pe Ammi-Abbu hain tab tak mushkil hai

Mere message bhejne ke ek minute baad hi mujhe usne ek pic bhej diya, jise dekh meri aankh phat si gayi…



Noor ko naya phone mile 24 ghante bhi nahi bite the, aur woh use nude selfies bhejana shuru kar chuki thi. Maine mann hi mann Noor ko shabashi di aur maine apne aap se kaha, “Noor, tumhe maine isi liye to phone dilaya hai. Tum azaad ho Noor, apne aashiq se baatein karne ke liye, use apni nangi tasveer bhejne ke liye, uske saath video chat karne ke liye.”

- Kaisi hai photo madarchod

Main to Noor ki tasveer ko dekhte hue reply kiya—

- Tumhe achchhi lagi ki nahi, teri setting ne tujhe bheji hai

- Bilkul pasand aayi, haha, saale jaldi kuchh tarika khoj usse milne ka, bina labour banaye hue

- Haha, main kuchh khojta hun tarika, tum apni maal ka khayal rakho, main baaki sab dekhta hun

Maine use wada to kar diya tha ki main koi tarika khojne ki, lekin kya? Main apna lund haule-haule sehlane laga, aur soch raha tha ki kya karun…

Main shaam ko bike se ghar ki aur rawana hua, aur tabhi mujhe ek idea aaya -

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Mera pura khandan raat ko dinner kar raha tha, tabhi maine baat chhedi, “Aajkal canteen ka khana kaafi kharab ho gaya hai.” Yeh sun meri Ammi meri aur dekhi, “Matlab ab pehle se bhi kharab hai?” Maine halka sa udas hota hua bola, “Aa Ammi, shayad unhone company change kar di hai, ab to roti bhi thandi rehti hai.” Ispe mere Abbu ne meri aur dekhte hue kaha, “Imran, ghar se khana le jaya karo, waise bhi canteen mein kya tel istemaal karte hain, kya pata.” Ispe Ammi baat jodti hai, “Haan Imran, tere Abbu sahi keh rahe hain, ghar pe Noor bana degi khana, tiffin le jaya kar.” Main lekin yeh to nahi chahta tha. Maine phir beech mein Noor ki aur dekhte hue jawaab diya, “Main soch raha ki tiffin le jane mein bhi koi fayda nahi hai, lunch tak thandi ho jayegi.” Ispe Noor ne sir haan mein hilaya, aur Ammi ne kaha, “Haan, yeh bhi hai.” Phir maine apne chehre pe kamini muskaan le aayi, “Noor, tum la sakti ho kya lunch mere liye?” Ispe Ammi ne gusse mein kaha, “Yeh kaise le jayegi Imran, akeli kaise jayegi?” Jaisa maine socha tha waisa hi hua—Ammi ne bilkul ek sire se mana kar diya. Aur bagal se Abbu ne kaha, “Woh tumhara delivery boy tha na, usse bhejwana behtar hoga.” To maine kuchh socha aur phir maine bola, “Abbu, aap usi raste se jaate hain na, aap ke saath aa sakti hai Noor, baad mein phir main drop kar dunga, waise bhi us waqt traffic nahi hoti hai.” Meri yeh baat sunke Ammi-Abbu kuchh der khayalon mein kho gaye, aur phir Abbu ne kaha, “Lunch to tumhara ek baje hota hoga na?” Maine sir haan mein hilaya, “Haan Abbu.” Phir unhone aage bola, “Tab kaise possible hai Imran, main to 9-10 nikal jata hun.” Maine unki baat sun kuchh der sochne laga, aur maine kaha, “Chhodo, main canteen mein kha liya karunga.” Maine thoda gussa aur mayoosi dikhate hue kaha. Meri yeh baat aur tone sunke meri Ammi ka kaan phadka, “Imran, tumhe woh ghatiya khana khane ki zaroorat nahi hai, main lunch bhejw dungi, mere ek jaan ka ladka hai paas mein, uske haath se.” Main yeh sun apna sir peet liya, mere saare plan ka kachumbar nikal gaya.

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Mujhe ab zara bhi samajh mein nahi aa raha tha ki ab main kya karun, aur mujhe maloom tha Ammi-Abbu na-mehram Noor ko ghar se bahar jaane to nahi denge, mujhe lekin ek plan sujha.

Main Noor ke saath bistar pe leta hua tha, meri nazar uski aur gayi. Maine Noor ko dekhte hue kaha, “Noor, tumhe nahi lagta hamein exercise bhi karni chahiye kabhi-kabhi?” Ispe Noor ne sir haan mein hilaya aur kaha, “Aan, Rizwan ke abbu, aap sahi keh rahe ho.” Maine aage bola, “Sehat achchhi rehti hai Noor, main soch raha tha ki kyun na hum dono roz walking pe chale, office se aane ke baad, kya kehti ho?” Ispe Noor ne kuchh der socha aur phir mujhe muskate hue kaha, “Ok, Rizwan ke abbu, aap mera kitna khayal rakhte ho.” Uske chehre pe muskan thi, main bhi muska raha tha. Main itni mehnat kar raha tha lekin apne liye nahi—balki Noor ke boyfriend ke liye ek achchhe cuck ki tarah.

Maine phir Noor ko ghoor ke dekhne laga to Noor ne mujhse dheere se kaha, “Kya dekh rahe ho, Rizwan ke abbu?” Woh yeh keh bade pyar se muskaane lagi. Main kuchh jaanna chahta tha, ek sachchai, isliye maine aage badh apne honth Noor ke honth pe rakhe, aur Noor ne mujhe dheeme-dheeme choomne lagi. Main phir aage badha aur Noor ke shareer pe haath rengane laga. Mera lund yeh sab karte waqt bilkul mara hua pada tha. Noor ne bhi mujhe kuchh nahi kaha aur maine Noor ko litaya aur khud uske upar chadh gaya, aur hum dono ek-doosre ko choomne lage. Mere haath uske shareer pe rengne lage. Maine phir Noor ki suit ko utarne laga to usne bhi bade aasani se apne haath khade kar diye, aur woh bra mein aa gayi—usi din ki tarah cinema ghar mein jaise woh aayi thi. Main muskaya aur maine bola, “Kasam khuda ki Noor, tum kisi jannat ki hoor se zyada nahi to kam bhi nahi.” Yeh sun woh muskaane lagi. Main phir Noor ko halki si chummi li aur phir apne kapde utarne laga, aur sirf pyjame mein aa gaya.

Noor ki aankh mujhpe thi, aur meri uspe. Main aage badha aur Noor ko apne paas laakar uske bache hue kapde jaldbaazi mein utarne laga. Maine ek cheez pe gaur kiya ki Noor kaafi aaram se kapde utarwa rahi thi. Maine bhi apni pant utar di, aur hum dono bilkul nange the—kam se kam do mahine baad. Mera lund aadha hi khada ho paya tha. Maine Noor ki aur dekha, aur maine us ladke ke video ko yaad kiya aur maine himmat ki aur maine Noor se kaha, “Noor, mera khada karo na.” Mere yeh kehne pe Noor ne bada ajeeb sa chehra banakar mujhe dekha, jaise usne meri baat samajh mein nahi aayi. To maine dobara dheere se bola, “Noor, muh mein lo na woh.” Yeh sunte hi Noor ne apna sir tezi se na mein hilaya, “Tauba tauba, Rizwan ke abbu, main itni neech aur galeez cheez nahi kar sakti, chee!” Uske awaaz mein gussa tha, jaise maine use kuchh aisa bol diya ho jo woh kabhi sunna nahi chahti thi.

Noor ki yeh naa sunte hi mera muh chamak gaya, “Saali, us kameene ke liye muh khul jata hai, aur mere liye ‘tauba tauba’ bol rahi hai,” main andar-andar hansne laga. Maine phir se Noor ki aur dekha aur kaha, “Kam se kam haath lagao na Noor.” Meri yeh baat sun usne apna haath aage badhaya, mere lund ko tham liya. Mera lund kadak ho chuka tha aur Noor ke haath chalane ke baad, usne teen-chaar dafa hi mere lund ko sehlaye ki mera paani nikalne laga. Main apne lund se nikalta paani ko dekh andar hi andar hansne laga, aur maine mann mein socha, “Noor ne sahi kaha ki mera lulli muh mein lene ka soch bhi neech aur galeez hai, uska muh sirf apne yaar ke lund muh mein lene ke liye bana, aur waise bhi jo maine aaj kiya woh galat tha, mujhe dusare ki gf ko hath nahi lagani chahiye thi....” Main apne soch mein pagal lund hila raha tha ki meri nazar Noor pe gayi jisne video call shuru kar diya tha, aur ab mujhe awaaz aur baatein sunai pad rahi thi…

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“Dikha na saali, kitna nakhra karti hai,” Hira ki gandi awaaz goonj rahi thi—main samajh gaya yeh kameena apna lund dikhane ki tayyari mein tha. Noor ne hans ke kaha, “Sabar kar na harami, chhat pe hun, awaaz dheemi rakh.” Meri aankhein phat gayi—“harami”? Mujhse to sirf “Rizwan ke abbu” suna tha! Pyjame mein main lund sehlane laga, sochne laga—saali, iske saath kitni khul ke bolti hai. Hira bola, “Apni chut dikha, mera lund taras raha hai!” Noor ne thodi sharmate hue kaha, “Chee, pehle tu dikha!” “Lund” sunke mera dimaag hil gaya—meri biwi yeh bol rahi thi? Chhupke dekha—usne bra neeche sarkayi, doodh dikhaya, aur Hira chillaya, “Wah, ekdam maal hai tu!” Main soch mein dooba—“Uske saath Noor kitni khuli hui hai, kitne aaram se gandi baatein uske muh se nikal rahi hain, nanga khel khel rahi hai—yeh sab apne boyfriend ke liye. Mere saamne to sharamati hai, aur us harami ke liye randi banne ko taiyaar hai.” Mera lund kadak ho gaya, paani nikalne ko tha, main chupchap sunta raha.

Hira phir chillaya, “Ab chut dikha randi, mera lund pant phad raha hai!” Noor ne gandi hansi mari, “Thik hai madarchod, pehle apna kala lund dikha!” Main chhupa tha, pyjama khol ke lund haath mein liya—meri aankhein phati reh gayi. “Lund”? “Chut”? Yeh wahi Noor thi jo mujhse “tauba tauba” ke siwa kuchh na bolti, aur ab iske saath tharki baatein kar rahi thi? Hira bola, “Le dekh, mera mota lund, teri chut mein pel dunga!” Noor ne salwar sarka di, gili chut phone ke saamne kholi, “Dekh, yeh tere lund ke liye tadap rahi hai, aa chod na!” Ungli andar daal ke chusne lagi, aur main dang reh gaya—iske saath yeh sab bolti hai, mujhse to haath bhi na chhua. Main socha, “Noor apne boyfriend ke saath yeh karegi to uska haq hai—uske liye yeh jawani kholti hai, har ganda lafz uske naam pe. Mera koi haq nahi ki Noor mere liye yeh kare—yeh sab us harami ka hai.” Lund se paani tapak gaya, chhat pe gira, aur main wahi pada, unki baaton mein khoya.

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Main Noor ko chor niche aa gaya, aur bistar pe let gaya, maine jo khula hua andaaz dekha Noor ka, uski main kalpana bhi nahi kar sakta tha, mujhe yaad aa raha tha ki Cinema ghar me bhi wo uske sath itna hi khuli hui thi, maine apne chote se lund ko pakada aur sehlane laga aur phir main Noor ki baat dil me dohrane laga-mera lund wapas khada ho chuka tha. Mujhe yaad aa raha tha ki Noor ne us kameene ko chut nahi di thi, mujhe yakeen karna muskil lag raha tha, kyunki jaisa main kuch pal pehle dekha tha, Noor aise harakat kar rahi thi jaise wo koi kothe wali ho, maine phir apne aap se kaha, "accha agar chut nahi di hai to main jaldi hi dilwane ki puri kosis karunga" ye sochate sochate mujhe nind aa gayi aur main so gaya.

Agle din main utha, Noor phir se bilkul normal sharmili aur shareef bibi aur bahu ban chuki thi, uske lehza phir se asraf tha, aur koi use dekh nahi soch sakta tha ki uske muh se utne galeech sabd nikal bhi sakte hain.

Main office ko nikal gaya, din bhar mere dimag me sham ki exercise ki baat chal rahi thi, aur maine us ladke ko message kiya -

- maine ek idea khoja hai

- accha bhadwe, ban gaya plan

- haan

- behenke lund agar is baar labour ka kaam karna pada to sabse pehle teri ammi ki aur phir teri gaand marunga

- ha ha ha, nahi yaar kuch nahi karna hai

- bol kya plan hai

- rock park hai na

- haa

- roz sham main use exercise ke liye laa raha hun

- accha samajh gaya main plan, main bhi wahin rahunga - 5 baje

- ok

maine phone rakhi desk pe aur mere chehre pe muskan aur mere dil me khud pe faqr ho raha tha.

sham ho gayi, main ghar jaldi se nikala aur ghar pahuncha aur maine chai nasta ki aur phir main Noor ke sath bike pe park ke liye nikl gaya.

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Thanks everone for support.

Survey - Noor should have
1. one single partner
2. multiple partner
3. gangbang queen

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Chapter - 9

Main bike chala raha tha aur Noor ka haath mere kandhon pe tha, jise mehsoos kar mujhe achchha lag raha tha.

Hum kuchh der mein park pahunch gaye—ghar se yeh park 2-3 km ki doori pe tha. Pehle Noor utri aur phir main utra, aur phir hum dono baatein karne lage. “Rizwan ke abbu, kitna bada park hai yeh, aur kitni bheed hai yahan,” Noor ne kaha. Maine usko jawaab diya, “Haan Noor, abhi haal mein hi khula hai yeh, chalo udhar thodi khali jagah hai, hum wahan se shuru karte hain.” Hum dono ek saath thodi tez raftar se tehelna shuru kar diya. Pure burqe mein Noor mujhse dheere chal rahi thi aur baar-baar peechhe chhoot ja rahi thi, aur mujhe ruk kar uska intezaar karna pad raha tha. Mujhe lekin exercise aur walking se koi matlab nahi tha—main to yahan kuchh aur chakkar mein Noor ko leke aaya tha. Maine us kameene ko park mein intezaar karne ko kaha tha. Meri nazar usi ko dhoondh rahi thi is park mein, jo abhi tak mujhe dikha nahi tha. Maine mehsoos kiya ki Noor ko burqe ki wajah se bahut garmi lag rahi thi aur woh bahut dheere chal rahi thi. “Kya hua Noor, aap itna dheere kyun ho gayi hain?” Uspe woh hansphatate hue kehti hai, “Rizwan ke abbu, bahut garmi lag rahi hai aur mujhe pyaas bhi lagi hui hai.” Main ruk gaya aur mujhe dekh woh bhi ruk gayi. Mujhe paas mein hi ek paani ka nal dikha to maine Noor ko ishara kiya, “Noor, woh dekho, wahan hamein paani mil jayega.” Usne bhi nal ko dekh sir haan mein hilaya aur hum dono udhar jaane lage. Mere dil mein khayal aaya ki Noor se keh doon ki burqa utar le, lekin phir maine socha, “Nahi, yeh galat hoga ki main kisi amanat ko beparda kar doon.” Main yeh soch apne pyjame ke lund ko dabaya aur paani ke nal ke paas pahunch hum paani peene lage.

Paani peene ke baad hum paas ke hi ek bench pe baith gaye, aur main sochne laga ki woh chutiya kahan mar gaya. Shaam kaafi zyada dhal chuki thi, aasmaan kaala-kaala hone laga tha ki mujhe Noor ki awaaz aayi, “Rizwan ke abbu, ghar chale, raat ka khana bhi banana hai.” Maine uski baat suni aur phir nazar daudayi to mujhe woh chutiya kahin nahi dikha, to maine bhi niraash hoke bola, “Haan Noor, chalte hain.” Hum dono park se dheere-dheere nikle aur apne bike ki aur gaye. Maine bike mein chabhi daali aur start kar diya, aur Noor peechhe baith gayi. Main bike wahan se nikalane hi wala tha ki meri nazar us chutiye pe padi. Main ek pal ke liye gussa ho gaya—main aadhe ghante se intezaar kar raha hun aur woh pata nahi kahan gaand marwa raha tha. Use dekh maine Noor se kaha, “Noor, aap do minute gaadi se utariye na, start nahi ho rahi auto se, kick karni padegi.” Noor utar mere acting ko dekhne lagi. Main jaan-bujhkar bike dheere se kick mar raha tha ki woh start na ho. Meri is koshish ko dekh us kameene ki bhi nazar padi aur woh daud ke hum dono ke paas aaya, aur mujhe kaha, “Bhaiya, choke do, shayad petrol khatam ho gaya hai.” Maine apna sir uthaya—hum dono ke chehre pe kamini muskaan thi jo Noor se chhupi hui thi. Maine use dekh ke kaha, “Oh tum ho, dekho na bike start hi nahi ho rahi hai.” Usne accelerator ko pakda aur ghumane laga, “Bhaiya, shayad koi leakage hai, repair mein deni hogi.” Main sir khujane laga aur mayoos hone ki acting karne laga, aur Noor ki aur dekha, “Oh ho, kya musibat aa gayi hai, aur raat bhi ho rahi hai.” Noor ne bhi apna sir haan mein hilaya, “Haan Rizwan ke abbu, late hoga to raat ka khana bhi waqt pe nahi ban payega—Ammi-Abbu ko dawai leni hoti hai.” Ispe maine sir khujaya aur us kameene ki aur dekha aur kaha, “Tumhare paas bike hai na?” Usne sir haan mein hilaya. Maine Noor ki aur dekha aur batue se 500 rupaye nikal ke diya, “Noor, tum iske saath market chali jao, aur market se ghar ke liye khane ka samaan le lena. Main bike ko repair karane le ja raha hun, pata nahi kitni der lag jaye.” Noor ne meri aur ghaur se dekha, jaise woh meri nazar mein naa dekhna chahti ho. Maine phir kaha, “Theek hai na?” To Noor ne dheere se kaha, “Ji Rizwan ke abbu,” aur usne paise le liye. “Tum mujhe call kar lena, agar kaam ho jaye to,” ispe kameene ne muskaan ke saath kaha, “Bilkul bhaiya,” aur Noor ko apne bike ki aur ishara karte hue kaha, “Chaliye bhabhi ji”, mujhe lag raha tha ki Noor mana kar degi lekin kyunki main us ladke ko janata tha as delivery boy and helper, noor ne baat maan li.

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Main bike ko ek taraf khada kar un dono ko jaate hue dekhta raha—Noor us kameene ke peechhe baith gayi, aur woh bike start kar market ki aur nikal gaya. Mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha—saala, ab yeh dono akele honge, pata nahi kya-kya karenge. Maine apna lund pyjame mein adjust kiya. Noor ke chehre pe thodi si ghabrahat thi jab woh ja rahi thi, lekin us kameene ki aankhon mein woh tharki chamak saaf dikh rahi thi. Main park ke bench pe wapas baith gaya, apne phone ko haath mein liye soch raha tha—ab yeh plan kaam kar gaya, par dil mein ek chhota sa darr bhi tha ki kahin Ammi-Abbu ko shak na ho jaye, kuchh karna padega. Phir maine socha, “Chhod, Noor khushi se apne yaar ke saath hai, aur main yahan maze le raha hun,” aur apne lund ko phir se dabaya, mujhe apne upar fakr ho raha tha ki maine do aashiqon ko milaya.

Maine us kameene ladke ko message kiya,

- Ghar mat pahunchana, Ammi-Abbu Noor ko na-mehram ke saath liya to dikkat ho jayegi, call kar dena, main use apne saath ghar le jaunga

Maine message send kiya, kuchh der intezaar kiya lekin koi reply nahi aaya, to main hansa, “Busy honge.”

- Koi jaldbaazi nahi hai, aaram se waqt bitao apni setting ke saath.

Main yeh message karne ke baad khud park mein tehelne laga, apne bibi aur uske aashiq se anjaan, mera lund aadha khada tha.

Kareeb 10 minute hi hue the ki mujhe phone aaya, maine phone uthaya to yeh usi harami ka tha.

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Maine phone ko kuchh pal ghura, “Itni jaldi ho gaya in dono ka…,” aur phir maine phone utha liya. Maine use sidhe-sidhe poochha,

- Kahan ho tum dono, kya ho raha hai?

- Bahut jaldi hai bhadwe jaan-ne ki?

- Haan yaar bata na, kya kar rahe tum dono, itni jaldi phone?

- Madarchod teri bibi, saali ekdam darpok hai be, ekdam gaand phat hai.

Main uski baat sun thoda sochne laga ki itni jaldi aisa kya ho gaya,

- Kya hua, batao to pehle?

- Arre teri bibi saali chut deti hi nahi, 2 mahine se sirf upar-upar chal raha hai, saali ko samajh mein hi nahi aata mard ki zarooratein.

- Woh mard ke saath rahi nahi hai na, isliye shayad, lekin tum to uske boyfriend ho na, use manate kyun nahi ho?

- Mana hi raha hun, dekho aaj kuchh hota hai ya phir upar-upar.

Usne thoda aahein bharte hue kaha,

- Try karo yaar, khoob maze karo.

- Haan woh to theek hai, lekin saale itna time nahi hai hamare paas ki samaan le sakein, tu khareed le, aur tere ghar ke paas jo paan wala hai na, wahan drop kar dunga use.

- Theek hai.

Main Noor pe mann mein kaafi gussa tha. “Kya yaar Noor, do mahine se apne aashiq ko tadpa rahi ho, lekin isme galti meri hi hai, aur Ammi-Abbu ki bhi, humne use qaid kar rakha hai ghar mein, bina kisi azaadi ke, kaise baat aage badhegi phir,” main yeh soch kuchh sochne laga. Agar Ammi-Abbu nahi hote aur Noor azaad hoti to woh itni dabi hui nahi hoti.

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Main bike chalate hue market ki taraf badha, dil mein gussa aur thodi si sharam thi—saali, main apni biwi ko uske yaar ke saath milane ki koshish kar raha hun, aur woh abhi bhi “darpok” ban rahi hai. Mann mein socha, “Arey Noor, agar tu ghar se nikal ke is harami ke saath khul ke jee leti, to shayad uska lund bhi andar le leti, par yeh qaid ne tujhe darpok aur sehmi hui aurat bana diya.” Mujhe apne aap pe bhi gussa aa raha tha—main itna kuchh kar raha tha, par Ammi-Abbu ka darr Noor ke dil mein itna gehra baitha tha ki woh Hira ko bhi poora maze nahi dene de rahi. Market pahuncha, samaan khareeda, aur paan wale ki dukaan ki taraf bike mod di, aur main Noor aur uske aashiq ka intezaar karne laga.

Ek ghante aur maine idhar-udhar intezaar kiya, aur phir meri nazar bike pe gayi aur woh kamina meri aur aa raha tha. Woh bike mere saamne ruki aur Noor utri aur meri aur aa gayi. Maine haule se us kameene ko ishare se poochha ki hua, to usne apna sir naa mein hilaya aur wahan se nikal gaya—mujhe dekh Noor kuchh bolna chahti thi lekin uske honth kaanp rahe the, to maine khud bol pada, “Usne bataya ki tum dono bahut bade jham mein phas gaye the.” Ispe Noor ne jhooth bola mujhse, “Ji Rizwan ke abbu.” To maine bike ke aage ishara karte hue kaha, “Maine samaan le liya hai, bike jaldi sahi ho gayi thi, chalo Noor ghar chalte hain.” Hum dono bike pe aa baith gaye aur main ghar ki aur nikal gaya, mere zehen mein tha ki kisi tarah Noor ko azaadi deni padegi.

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Hum sab raat ko mere laaye hue khane ko kha rahe the. Khane ke baad hum sab room mein aa gaye. Noor ka chehra khila-khila tha jaise woh kaafi achchhe mood mein ho. Maine uski khushi ko dekh achchha mehsoos karne laga. Main uske honth ko dekh raha tha, “Aaj phir isne uska lund muh mein liya hoga, kal mujhe mana karne ke baad,” main yeh soch ke muskurane laga. Phir maine uske shareer ko dekha, “Aaj phir woh Noor ke upar chadha hoga, kas woh Noor ko chod bhi pata,” main yeh soch ke lazzat mein dooba hua tha, mera lund khada hone laga tha. Lekin maine use bilkul bhi chhoone ki koshish nahi ki, yeh meri nakaamyabi thi ki Noor aur uska aashiq ab tak ek nahi ho paye the.

Hum dono bistar pe lete hue the, aur phone chala rahe the. Meri nazar baar-baar Noor ki aur ja rahi thi, mujhe yakeen tha ki woh usi harami ke saath chat kar rahi thi. Main mann mein muskaya, “Mann hi nahi bhadta uska us se,” aur andar hi hansne laga.

Hum dono kuchh pal ke baad so gaye, ya kahein main so gaya kyunki Noor kaafi raat tak us se chat karti rahi.

Agle din main office mein baitha hua tha, kaam karne mein busy tha tabhi mujhe message aaya meri bibi ke aashiq ka,

- Kal maza aaya, teri bibi ke saath bahdwe.

Ye sun main khush hua, aur reply kiya,

- Hai re, ho gaya kya kal maqsad poora?

- Nahi abhi nahi, lekin ab manzil bahut kareeb hai.

- Kal kya-kya hua, bata na saale.

- Teri bibi ko OYO leke gaya tha, pehle gayi hai kabhi OYO?

Ye padhte hi jaise meri aankh phat gayi, mere haath kaanpne lage, aur mera lund kadak ,. ban gaya…

- Tum use OYO le gaye the?

- Haan, ha ha ha.

Mera lund saala bina haath lagaye phatne ke kareeb tha, mera saara shareer kaanp raha tha, “Saala main khud aaj tak kabhi OYO nahi gaya, aur yeh meri bibi ko le gaya,” ye sochte hi main ruka, “Nahi woh meri bibi baad mein hai, pehle woh us harami ki setting hai, aur us harami ka haq hai ki woh apni setting ko jahan mann kare wahan le jaye.”

- Aur kya hua?

- Kuchh nahi hua be, ghusane to nahi diya bheetar, lekin uske chut pe lund, aaj khoob ragada, ha ha ha.

Main kuchh reply karta is se pehle do video mujhe us harami ne bhej diya. Abhi main office mein baitha hua tha, aur video ko dekhte hi main utha aur sidhe bathroom ki aur bhaga, raste mein maine ek staff ko dhakka bhi de diya…

Main bathroom mein ghusa aur apne pant neeche kar diya, aur videos ko kholna shuru kiya -

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Pehle video mein Noor us kameene ka lund haath mein hila rahi thi. Uska bada sa chamdi chadha hua lund ko tezi se Noor ke gora-chitta haath aage-peechhe kar raha tha. Mujhe pichhli raat ka yaad aaya jab maine apna lund Noor ki hatheli mein diya tha, aur main 10 second bhi nahi tik paya tha. Mujhe andar hi andar hansi aa gayi, lekin mera lund lohe ki rod ki tarah kadak tha. Video mein Noor ne lund ko kas ke pakad rakha tha, aur aage-peechhe kar rahi thi. Ise dekh main jaise hosh khone laga—mere saamne ek mard ka lund tha jise ek aurat hatheli mein masal rahi thi aur woh bina darr ke lazzat le raha tha. Maine apne lund ko haath bhi nahi lagaya tha, phir bhi woh jhatke kha raha tha, aur mujhe mehsoos hua ki main manzil pe pahunchne wala hun, isliye maine jaldi hi doosri video kholi.





Doosri video dekh ke to meri gaand phat gayi—main bathroom mein khada tha, pant neeche, aur aankhein screen pe chipki hui thi. Noor aur woh kameena OYO ke kamre mein the, dono hans-hans ke baatein kar rahe the, jaise koi tharki jodi ho. Woh kameena apna bada sa, kaala lund Noor ke chut ke muhane pe ragad raha tha—saala, uska lund itna mota tha ki Noor ki chhoti si gili chut pe bas ghoomta hi reh gaya. Hira ne thodi si tharki hansi ke saath kaha, “Arre Noor, bas thoda sa andar daal doon, maza aa jayega, dekh na kitna tadap raha hai yeh!” Noor ne uski taraf dekha, apni taang thodi si band karte hue boli, “Nahi-nahi, andar nahi jayega yeh, itna bada gadhe ka lund hai tera, meri chut phat jayegi!”

Main sun ke dang nahi, balki hairaan reh gaya—saali, kitne aaram se “gadhe ka lund” bol rahi thi, aur uska lund hai bhi gadhe ke jaisa” Hira ne uski kamar pakad ke kaha, “Arre thodi si himmat kar na, bas thoda sa ghusega, poora nahi daalunga, tujhe maza dunga.” Noor ne hans ke uska haath jhatka, “Haan haan, thoda sa bolega aur poora pel dega, mujhe pata hai tera plan—main pregnant ho jaungi phir, kya karenge?” Hira ne phir uski chut pe lund ragda to Noor ne hath niche kar lund ko pakad liya taki wo aage na badhe, “Arre condom laga lunga na, tension mat le, bas ek baar try kar!” Noor ne bola, “Nahi yaar, mujhe darr lagta hai, yeh itna bada hai, meri andar ki haddi toot jayegi, aur Ammi-Abbu ko pata chal gaya to meri gaand maar denge!”

Hira ne sharaarat se uske gaal pe haath rakha, “Arre meri jaan, main dheere se karunga, tujhe dard nahi hoga, bas thoda sa andar daal ke maza doonga, dekh na kitni gili hai tu!” Noor ne thodi sharamate hue kaha, “Haan gili to hai, par yeh tera lund nahi, kisi ka muh hi kaafi hai—tu itna bada kahan se laaya, saale!” Dono hansne lage, aur Hira ne uski chut pe lund phir ragadte hue kaha, “Bas ek baar haan bol de, tujhe jannat dikha dunga!” Noor ne taang band ki, “Nahi baba, jannat se pehle jahannum ho jayega, tera yeh gadha meri jaan le lega!”

Main yeh sab sun raha tha, mera lund lohe ki tarah kadak tha, par main hairat mein tha—saala, yeh Noor ka roop maine kabhi nahi dekha tha, is harami ke saath kitni khul ke masti kar rahi thi! Mann mein socha, “Wah Noor, tu to iske saath ekdam tharki ban gayi hai—‘gadhe ka lund,’ ‘pel dega,’ yeh sab bol rahi hai, aur kitne maze se uski baaton ka jawab de rahi hai.” Mujhe uski himmat pe hairani ho rahi thi—mujhse to woh haath bhi nahi chhuti thi, aur yahan iske saath khul ke yeh khel khel rahi thi. Mera shareer kaanp raha tha, lekin yeh gussa ya sharam nahi, balki ek ajeeb si taareef thi—Noor aur Hira ka yeh tharki rishta dekh ke main un dono ki duniya ka fan ban gaya tha. Video ko baar-baar rewind kar ke main unki baatein sunta raha, Hira ki manane ki koshish aur Noor ke mazedar bahane, dono ki yeh masti mujhe pagal kar rahi thi, aur bina hath lagaye mere lund se paani girane laga aur main nashe ki halat me chala gaya.

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Main kuch der baad dheere dheere wapas cabin me aaya, mera lund bilkul mara pada tha aur main apne desk pe baith kaam karne laga, mere dimag me khayaal aaya, "Noor tum kitni pyari ho, tumhe apne ashiq ko mana nahi karna chahiye, use tadpana nahi chahiye".

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Chapter 10

Shaam ko dining room mein hum khana kha rahe the, meri nazar baar-baar Noor pe ja rahi thi—uske chehre pe wohi masoomiyat thi, aur main soch raha tha ki yeh wahi Noor hai jo kal us harami ka lund haath mein masal rahi thi. Saali, yeh masoom chehra dekh ke kaun sochega ki isne OYO mein “gadhe ka lund” bol ke masti ki thi? Khair, khana khate waqt hum sab baatein ki, jaise kuchh hua hi na ho—Ammi-Abbu ke saamne sab normal tha. Khana khatam hua, hum room mein chale gaye. Main aur Noor bistar pe lete, thodi der baatein ki—Hafiz ka zikr kiya—aur phir so gaye. Main so gaya, lekin shayad Noor raat bhar us kameene se chat karti rahi.

Agle din office mein baitha tha, kaam mein dooba hua, par dimaag mein plan chal raha tha—jab tak Ammi-Abbu ghar pe hain, Noor aur us harami ka milna mushkil hai, to main khud Noor ko bahar le jaunga aur usko milwaunga. Dupahar mein Noor ko phone kiya, “Noor, agle hafte door ke rishte mein shadi hai, kapde lene hain—yaad hai na?” Woh boli, “Haan Rizwan ke abbu, yaad hai.” Main mann mein muskaya—kapde to bahana the, asli kaam us kameene ke saath bhejna tha.

Mera plan seedha tha—main khud Noor ko ghar se bahar leke jaunga, aur ghar ke bahar usse kahunga, “Noor, tum iske saath kaam kar lo, kapde le lo—yeh ladka mehram jaisa hai, bhai jaisa samajhna isko.” Ammi-Abbu ko lagega Noor mere saath hai, koi shak nahi hoga.

Maine Noor ko phone pe kaha, “Noor, tum ready ho jao, main 15 minute mein aata hun, aaj thodi si shopping kar lete hain, nahi to ek baar mein kaafi zyada ho jayega.” Noor ne meri baat suni aur haami bhari, “Ji Rizwan ke abbu, aap aaiye, main ready rehti hun.”

Main office mein manager ko keh ke nikla ki main 30 minute mein wapas aa jaunga, aur bike se ghar pahunch gaya. Noor ko phone lagaya to woh ready thi aur peechhe aake mere saath baith gayi.

Main phir bike pe hi usse baat karne laga, “Noor, main to bahut busy hun, tujhe ek kaam karna padega, lekin Ammi-Abbu ko mat batana.” Noor ne kuchh der socha aur kaha, “Kya Rizwan ke abbu?” Main aage badha, “Noor, main to shopping mein itna time barbaad nahi kar sakta, office bhi zaroori hai.” Usne apna sir haan mein hilaya, “To phir?” Phir main bola, “Woh delivery boy yaad hai na, jo ghar ke kaam bhi kar deta hai? Maine use keh diya hai ki tumhari shopping mein help kar de.” Ispe woh thodi shock hoke boli, “Lekin Rizwan ke abbu, uske saath shopping, woh bhi akele?” Main use katate hue kaha, “Arre Noor, woh mera bhai jaisa hai, aur tune bhi dekha na kitna imaandaar aur nek dil hai—use mehram hi samajh, lekin Ammi-Abbu ko mat batana.” Usne kuchh der socha aur phir kaha, “Okay Rizwan ke abbu.” Main Noor ko leke market pahunch gaya, aur mere bataye hue woh ladka intezaar kar raha tha. Main use dekh apne paas bulaya aur bola, “Hira, mam ko achchhe se shopping karwa ke shaam tak mere office mein drop kar dena, aur shopkeeper ko kehna samaan ghar pe pahuncha de.” Usne haan mein sir hilaya, “Bilkul bhaiya, aap tension mat lo.” Phir main un dono ko akela chhod office ki aur nikal gaya, ek badi si smile mere chehre pe faili hui thi, aur main soch raha tha ki mujhe yeh pehle se karna chahiye tha.

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Main wapas office pahunch gaya, mere dil mein sakoon tha aur mera lund akda hua tha, lekin main apne lund pe haath lagana jayaz nahi samjha aur kaam mein busy ho gaya.

Shaam ko mujhe Noor ki call aayi, “Rizwan ke abbu, humne shopping kar li hai, hum kuchh der mein aa rahe hain.” Maine uski baat suni aur jawab diya, “Samaan ghar bhijwa diya na?” Ispe Noor ne jawab diya, “Haan Rizwan ke abbu.” To main phir kaha, “Achchha aa jao, waise bhi mera kaam khatam hone ke kagar pe hai.”

Us kameene ne Noor ko mere office mein drop kar diya aur jaldi se nikal gaya, mujhse baat bhi nahi ki, aur phir kuchh waqt baad main aur Noor bhi ghar ki aur nikal gaye.

Hum ghar pahunche, Noor sidhe nashta aur chai banane chali gayi, aur main us ladke ko message kiya -

- Kaisi rahi shopping?

- Teri bibi bahut waqt lagati hai kapde dekhne mein.

Mujhe yeh baat achchhe se maloom thi, Noor ke isi aadat ki wajah se meri mulaqat is kameene se hui thi—woh kapde dekhne mein busy thi aur main is kameene ko plan batane laga tha. Mujhe andar hi andar hansi aa gayi…

- Woh chhodo, kuchh baat badhi, kuchh kiya tum dono ne ki nahi, ya time barbaad?

- Badhegi baat jaldi hi, tu bas roz milwata reh.

- Haan aaj se main koshish karunga ki tum dono roz milo.

- Bhadwa saala, ha ha ha.

Main bhi uski gaali sun hansne laga.

- Yaar mera bas kare to main tum dono ki shadi karwa doon.

- To phir tera kya hoga be, ha ha ha.

- Kuchh nahi hoga, meri bibi ke do-do shauhar honge bas, main kamaunga aur tum maze karna.

- Sahi hai saale, bhadwe.

Main messages padh ke mann mein muskurane laga, aur mann mein socha, “Noor ki ek aur shadi, ek baar phir woh dulhan ban jaye to kitna maza aayega.” Yeh soch mere liye kaafi thi, mera lund kadak hone laga…

Noor ki awaz aayi to maine phone rakh diya, uske haathon mein nashta aur chai thi aur hum dono baith nashte ke saath chai ki chuski lene lage. Ammi bhi jag gayi thi, woh bhi hamare saath baith gayi.

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Agle din phir maine Noor ko ghar se bahar le aaya aur main phir use us kameene ke haath mein saunp aaya. Main chahta tha ki woh jitna ho sake utna akele mein mile, unke beech ishq ho, mohabbat ho aur baat aage badhe jo pichhle do mahine se atki padi thi. Us kameene ne to waise bhi Noor ko pataya hua tha, lekin ek bedi jo uske zehen mein thi qaid rehne ki wajah se, woh main todna chahta tha. Main chahta tha ki Noor bilkul azaad ho jaye.

Noor ko drop karne ke baad main office mein baitha kaam kar raha tha. Mujhe jaanne ka dil to tha ki un dono ke beech kya ho raha hai, lekin main unhe disturb bhi nahi karna chahta tha. Shaam ko phir usne Noor ko mere paas pahuncha diya, aur main mehsoos kar sakta tha ki Noor mein badlaav aane laga hai. Noor ka chehra chamakne laga tha, uske muh pe hansi aur badi ho gayi thi, aur use dekh main bhi khush tha.

Maine phir ghar pahunch pata kiya ki cheezein kaisi ja rahi hain un dono ke beech mein, aur isi wajah se maine use message bheja -

- Aaj to Noor bahut smile kar rahi thi, lagta hai ho gaya sab kuch aaj.

- Nahi bhadwe, aisa abhi tak kuchh nahi hua hai.

Main uske diya gaali ko sun hans diya, aur sawal kiya -

- To aaj itna khush dikhne ki wajah?

- Aaj teri bibi ko, ahem, mera matlab apni setting ko ghuma raha tha.

Mere andar khushi aur lazzat ki lehar daud gayi, aur maine aage poochha -

- Oh ho, kahan-kahan ghumaya?

- Mall ghumaya - street food.

- Achchha achchha, matlab date jaisa.

- Samajh sakte ho, mini-date jaisa kuchh.

Mera plan rang laane laga tha, unke rozana milne se un dono ke darmiyaan ishq badhne laga tha.

- Haan apni setting ko khilate-pilate rehna chahiye.

- Ha ha ha, bilkul madarchod, waise kal se main khud lene jaunga, helmet pehne rahunga to khak pata chalega kisiko.

Ye sun mera lund khadak gaya.

- Tum khud, achchha bilkul lene jao, tumhari hi setting hai, waise bhi mujhe faltu ka up-down karna pad jata hai.

- Phone kar dena, usko surprise dunga kal.

Mujhe hansi aa gayi, lekin saath mein maza bhi aa raha tha, aur main agle din ki raah dekhne laga.

Agle din main office gaya, aur maine dupahar mein Noor ko keh diya ki neeche aa jao, lekin neeche main nahi tha - wahan uska boyfriend intezaar kar raha tha. Mujhe pura din meetha-meetha judai ka dard hota raha, mujhe zara bhi nahi pata tha ki aakhir Noor uske saath kya kar rahi hai. Lekin mujhe itna pata tha ki jo bhi kar rahi hai woh apne boyfriend aur mujhe, dono ko sukoon farma rahi thi.

Main un dono ko zara bhi disturb nahi kar raha tha aur aise hi 4 din beet gaye. Noor ke chehre pe chamak aur khushi faili hui thi, lekin main har raat us kameene se poochhta ki kya aaj meri bibi ne use chhodne diya aur har dafa woh naa mein hi jawab deta, aur iski wajah se main thoda mayoos ho jata.

Relative ke yahan shadi ka din kareeb aa chuka tha, maine pehle hi us kameene ko saath chalne ko keh rakha tha - pichhle 4-5 dinon mein Noor ne sirf ishq nahi kiya balki sabke liye shadi ke naye kapde bhi khareede the. Hum sab dining table pe baith ke sabne faisla kiya ki hum cab se jayenge, aur shadi wale din maine cab book karwa di.

Agle din hum sab tayyar ho gaye, shadi hamari qaum ki thi isliye Ammi aur Noor ne burqa ki jagah veil pehna. Mere dil ke ek kone mein tha ki shayad woh din aaj hi hai.

Noor bahut khubsurat dikh rahi thi, uske chehre pe raunak thi. Hum sab cab mein baith shadi ke liye nikal gaye, aur kuchh waqt ke baad hum marriage hall pahunch gaye.

Marriage hall khachakhach bhara hua tha logon se, aur hum bhi ghul-mil gaye. Shadi ki dawat chal rahi thi, hum bhi dawat mein shamil hue -

Kuchh waqt hi beete the ki meri nazar usi kameene pe padi jo auraton ko ghoor raha tha. Hum dono ki nazar takrai, aur woh mere paas aaya aur ishaaron se poochha ki uski setting kahan hai, to maine use ishaare se bataya ki woh andar relatives se baatein kar rahi hai.

Woh intezaar karne laga, aur main phir logon mein ghul-mil gaya. Ek-do ghante beet gaye phir jaake Noor bahar nikli andar se. Maine us ladke ke paas gaya aur ishaare se Noor ko dikhaya aur woh khada ho gaya.

Aur main phir bheed mein ghul-mil gaya, aur woh meri bibi ke kareeb chala gaya - ek ghanta aur beet gaya tab woh kameena mere paas aaya aur mere kaan mein phusphusaya, “Koi khai jagah khojo mere liye, aaj lagta hai Eid ka chand dikhne wala hai.” Ye sunte hi mera dil ek pal ko jaise ruk gaya, jaisa maine socha tha waise hi hua, Noor ne aakhirkaar ek aakhri deewal gira di thi. Main uski baat sunte hi marriage hall mein un dono ke liye jagah dhoondhne laga…

Main marriage hall mein un dono ke liye jagah dhoondhne laga, dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha aur mera lund pyjame mein akad gaya tha—saala, aaj Noor apne yaar ke saath poora khel khelne wali thi, aur main unka rakhwala ban ke tamasha dekhne wala tha.

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Shadi mein meri Ammi rishtedaron ke saath ghul-mil gayi thi, aur Abbu bhi purani baatein nikal thahake laga rahe the. Rizwan meri Ammi ki god mein so chuka tha, aur main ek kamre ki talaash kar raha tha, jahan meri bibi Noor apne yaar ke saath rangraliyan mana sake. Main marriage hall ke peechhe gaya to dekha wahan pe kuchh kamre the. Main aage badha aur andar khol ke dekha to pehle kamre mein ek khala sex kar rahi thi. Darwaza khulte hi meri nazar unpe gayi—woh meri Ammi umar ki khala thi, aur unke upar marriage ka catering wala ek staff chadha hua tha. Yeh tasveer dekh mera haal aur behaal ho gaya. Main bahar nikla aur doosra kamra dekha to woh khali tha. Maine jhat se phone nikala aur use message kar ke peechhe bulaya. Woh kuchh waqt mein akele aaya. “Ye is kamre mein ek khala chudwa rahi hai, tum bagal wale mein Noor ko le jao, aaram se maze lo, main chaukidari karunga,” ispe woh hansa aur phir woh wahan se chala gaya. Aur kareeb 10 minute ke kaat khane wali intezaar ke baad woh kamina meri bibi ke saath idhar kamre ki aur aaya. Main chhip gaya taki Noor mujhe na dekh le.
Un dono ki baat mere kaan mein ja rahi thi, jise sun mera lund harakat kar raha tha.

• Hira safe nahi lag raha ye, chhodo na kabhi baad mein.
  
• Nahi Noor babu, aaj achchha dastoor hai, jo jaane do meri jaaneman, aur kitna tadpaogi?
  

Ye keh Noor ne jaise sehmati us kameene ko dedi aur woh dono us chhote se kamre mein ghus gaye, aur main bahar khada ho gaya. Kamre mein koi tareeka nahi tha dekhne ke liye, lekin kamra chhota hone ki wajah se awaaz saaf sunai pad rahi thi…

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Main kamre ke bahar khada tha, dil ek thandi si lehar ke saath dhadak raha tha, aur mera lund pyjame mein lohe ki tarah kadak ho chuka tha, uski har nass mein ek garam sansani daud rahi thi, jaise koi bijli ka jhatka har pal usmein utar raha ho. Andar se awaazein aane lagi—pehle Noor ki dheemi, sulgi hui siskiyan, jaise woh saans ko daba ke apni awaaz chhupane ki koshish kar rahi ho, uski har siski ek halke se “sss” ke saath bahar nikal rahi thi. Phir Hira ki tharki, dheemi awaaz aayi, uski boli mein ek gandi si madhoshi thi, “Arre babu, zara kapde utar na, yeh veil abhi bhi kyun pehna hai, pura nanga kar doon kya tujhe ekdum se?” Noor ka jawab dheeme se aaya, uski awaaz mein sharam ka ek chhota sa sur aur masti ka ek thoda sa rang ghula hua tha, “Haye Hira, dheere bol na, darwaza band bhi nahi hai poora, koi sun lega to meri izzat ka kya hoga, thodi si awaaz bhi bahar jayegi to?”

Hira ne apni woh madhur, tharki hansi chhodi, halki si khanak ke saath, jaise usne Noor ki sharam ko mazaak mein uda diya ho, “Arre meri jaan, darwaza thodi khula hai bas, koi nahi aayega yahan, ab chhod de yeh sharam, meri Noor babu.” Kamre se ek halka sa kharashne ka shor sunai diya, jaise Noor ka veil dheere se zameen pe sarak gaya ho, uski silwaton ka halka sa ragad ek pal ke liye sunai diya. Uske baad ek dheemi si “phus-phus” ki awaaz aayi, shayad Hira ne uski kameez ke button kholne shuru kar diye the, har button ke khulne ke saath ek chhota sa “tik” ka shor, jaise koi chhoti si chabi khul rahi ho. Noor boli, uski awaaz ab thodi bhari aur gehri ho gayi thi, jaise uska dil bhi ab thodi si tezi se dhadak raha ho, “Hira, yeh itna bada hai, dheere-dheere karna, mujhe darr lag raha hai, meri saans ruk jayegi agar jaldi kiya to.”

Hira ne jawab diya, uski awaaz mein ek gandi si khushi thi, jaise woh Noor ke darr ko apne liye ek trophy samajh raha ho, “Arre meri jaaneman, yeh gadha tujhe dheere-dheere hi chadhega, pehle tujhe thoda gila kar doon, zara sabar kar.” Phir ek halki si “chap-chap” ki awaaz aayi, jaise Hira apne lund ko haath se sehla raha ho, uski ungliyon ke ragadne ka woh gila shor dheeme se bahar tak aa raha tha. Uske baad ek thodi si gili “thap” ki dhun sunai di, shayad usne apna mota, garam lund Noor ki chut ke muhane pe rakh diya ho, woh thap ek pal ke liye ruki, phir dobara aayi, jaise woh uski gili chut pe dheere-dheere ragad raha ho. Noor ki siskiyan ab thodi tez ho gayi, uski awaaz mein ek halki si kampan thi, “Haye, yeh garam hai, Hira, zara ruk ja, meri jaan nikal rahi hai iski garmi se,” par Hira ne dheeme se, ek tharki si sur mein kaha, “Rukne ka waqt nahi hai babu, ab to yeh andar jana hi chahta hai, thoda sa khol apni yeh tangen, meri rani.”

Main bahar khada tha, meri saansein tezi se chal rahi thi, har saans ke saath mera seena upar-neeche ho raha tha, aur har awaaz mere kaanon mein ek garam chingari ki tarah gir rahi thi, jaise koi aag ka gola mere andar jal raha ho. Andar se ek halka sa “khach” ka shor aaya, shayad Noor ki salwar neeche sarki thi, uski resham si fabric ka zameen pe girne ka woh dheema sa shor ek pal ke liye sunai diya. Phir Hira ki awaaz aayi, uski boli mein ek gahra maza tha, “Wah babu, yeh gori chut kitni sundar hai, dekh to kitni gili ho gayi, ab to yeh mera lund mang rahi hai, ekdum taiyar hai.” Noor ne dheeme se, thodi si sharamate hue kaha, “Haye, bas dheere se daal na, meri jaan nikal jayegi warna, yeh itna mota hai,” aur uski awaaz ke saath ek halki si “ahh” nikli, jaise Hira ne apna lund uski chut ke andar thodi si dhakel diya ho, woh “ahh” dheere se ek lambi siski mein badal gayi. 

Phir ek lambi, dheemi “thap-thap” ki awaaz shuru ho gayi, har thap ke saath ek halka sa gila shor, jaise Hira ne dheere-dheere uski chudai shuru kar di thi, woh rhythm ek baar dheema pada, phir thodi si tezi pakdi, har thap ke saath Noor ki siskiyan ek sur mein badalne lagi, “Hira… haye… dheere… ahh… zara ruk…” par Hira bola, uski awaaz mein ek gahra sukoon tha, “Arre babu, ab to pura maza le, yeh tera hai aaj, thodi si taangein aur khol na.” Uske baad ek thodi si tez “thap” aayi, shayad Hira ne apna lund thoda aur andar dhakka diya ho, aur Noor ki ek lambi “aaah” ke saath uski saans ek pal ke liye ruk gayi, phir ek gahri siski ke saath bahar nikli. Hira ki awaaz aayi, “Haan babu, ab maza aaya na, dekh kitna andar tak gaya,” aur uski boli ke saath ek gahri saans ki awaaz sunai di, jaise woh bhi apne lazzat ke samundar mein dhire-dhire doob raha ho.

Mera shareer kaanp raha tha, meri ungliyan pyjame ke upar lund ko dabane lagi thi, uski garam chhuan mere haathon mein mehsoos ho rahi thi, par main khud ko rok raha tha—andar jo dheemi, gili chudai ka shor chal raha tha, uski har awaaz mere dil mein ek garam dhoop ki tarah fail rahi thi. Main darwaze ke paas chhipa khada raha, har ek shabd, har ek siski, har ek thap ko apne kaanon mein samet raha tha, aur unki yeh dheemi, madhosh masti meri rooh ko ek ajeeb si khushi se bhar rahi thi.

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Main darwaze ke paas chhipa khada tha, mera lund pyjame mein ek garam, sakht rod ban chuka tha, har jhatke ke saath thodi si garmi uske sira se tapak rahi thi, aur mera shareer ek dheemi si thartharahat mein doob gaya tha. Andar se Noor ki siskiyan ab ek madhur, gahri taan mein badal gayi thi—woh lambi, sulgi hui “aaah” jo uske honthon se nikal rahi thi, ek aisi awaaz thi jo usne kabhi mere saath nahi chhodi thi, har saans ke saath uski woh moan ek gili, makhmali dhun ban rahi thi. Hira ki awaaz uske beech mein goonj rahi thi, uska sur ek tharki si madhoshi se bhara hua, “Haan babu, ab to pura andar gaya, dekh kitna maza hai, zara aur josh se chilao na.” Noor ki woh bhari, kaanpti awaaz aayi, “Haye Hira… yeh… yeh itna gehra hai… ahh… meri jaan nikal rahi hai,” aur uski har “ahh” ke saath ek tez “thap” ki awaaz milti thi, jaise Hira ka mota lund uski chut mein dheere-dheere aur andar tak dhakel raha ho, har dhakke ke saath ek gila, chamkila shor kamre ki deewaron se takra raha tha.

Noor ki siskiyan ab ek lambi, tooti-tooti sargam ban gayi thi, “Hira… ahh… dheere na… haye… zor se mat… ooooh,” uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si masti thi, ek woh lazzat jo usne mere saath kabhi nahi dikhai—mere liye to bas thodi si chuppi aur “tauba tauba” thi, par yahan uski har moan ek garam, gili chingari ki tarah ud rahi thi. Hira ne dheeme se, ek gahre sukoon ke saath kaha, “Arre meri rani, ab to yeh tujhe pura bhar raha hai, zara aur khul ja, tera yeh maza dekh mera lund aur tadap raha hai.” Phir ek halka sa “chhap” ka shor aaya, shayad Hira ne uski gori janghon ko thodi aur chauda kiya ho, uske baad “thap-thap-thap” ki awaaz ek tez, gili rhythm mein badal gayi, jaise woh ab Noor ko poori taakat se chod raha ho, har thap ke saath uski chut ka gila shor aur uske honthon se nikalti woh “ooooh” ek doosre mein ghul rahi thi. Noor boli, uski awaaz ab ek toote hue sur mein thi, “Hira… bas… ahh… itna andar… haye… main mar jaungi… ooooh,” aur uski woh “ooooh” ek lambi, kaanpti cheekh mein badal gayi, jaise uska shareer ab Hira ke lund ke saath ek ho gaya ho.

Main bahar khada tha, meri saansein ek garam, tezi se chalne wali hawa ban gayi thi, har saans ke saath mera seena upar-neeche ho raha tha, aur mera lund pyjame ke andar itna sakht tha ki uski nass-nass dard karne lagi thi, par haath lagane ki himmat nahi thi. Andar ka shor chal raha tha—Hira ki gahri “hmmm” ki awaaz, jaise woh apne maza ke samundar mein dhire-dhire doob raha ho, aur Noor ki woh siskiyan, “Hira… ahh… yeh… haye… aur mat… ooooh,” jo ab ek madhur, gili dhun mein badal gayi thi, ek aisi awaaz jo mere kaanon mein ek garam tel ki tarah gir rahi thi. Kamre se ek halka sa “khach-khach” ka shor bhi aaya, shayad zameen pe padi Noor ki salwar uske pairon ke neeche ragad rahi ho, phir Hira ki awaaz, “Wah babu, teri yeh chut ab meri hai, pura maza le na,” aur uske saath ek aur tez “thap” aayi, jaise usne apna lund poori garmi ke saath uski chut mein pel diya ho. Noor ki ek lambi “aaahhh” nikli, uski awaaz ab ek thaki hui, madhosh cheekh thi, “Hira… bas… ahh… meri jaan… ooooh,” aur woh moan mere dil mein ek aag ki tarah fail gayi, jo usne mere liye kabhi nahi utari thi.

Mera shareer ab ek thartharahat mein tha, meri ungliyan pyjame ke upar lund ko dabaye ja rahi thi, uski garam chhuan meri hatheli mein chhilkane lagi thi, aur har awaaz—Noor ki woh siskiyan, Hira ka woh thap-thap—mere kaanon mein ek garam, makhmali rang bhar rahi thi, jaise main unke ishq ka hissa ban gaya ho, khushi se dooba hua, unki chudai ka pehra dete hue.

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Andar ka shor dheere-dheere thama, Noor ki woh lambi, madhosh siskiyan ab ek halki, thaki hui saans mein badal gayi thi, jaise woh abhi bhi Hira ke garam sparsh ke neeche pighal rahi ho. Hira ki awaaz aayi, uska sur ek gahre sukoon aur tharki pyaar se bhara hua, “Arre babu, kaisa laga tujhe, yeh maza to kabhi na bhoolna, haan?” Noor ne dheeme se, ek makhmali si hansi ke saath jawab diya, “Haye Hira, tu kitna ganda hai… lekin haan, yeh… yeh kuchh alag tha, meri to jaan hi nikal gayi.” Kamre mein ek halka sa “sar-sar” ka shor sunai diya, shayad Noor ne apni salwar uthai ho aur uski resham si fabric uski gori janghon pe phir se chadh rahi ho. Hira bola, uski awaaz mein ek thodi si chhedchhad thi, “Wah meri jaaneman, tujhe aisa maza pehle kabhi mila kya? Tera woh miya to shayad tujhe aise na chod pata ho, kitna dheela hai na woh?” Noor ne ek halki si hansi chhodi, uski awaaz mein ek pyaar bhari shikayat thi, “Haye chhod na uski baat, woh to bas kaam mein laga rehta hai, tujh jaisa thodi hai jo har waqt yeh sab sochta ho,” aur uske baad ek dheemi si “chum” ki awaaz aayi, shayad Hira ne uske honthon pe ek geela chumban de diya ho.

Hira ne phir poochha, uski awaaz mein ek ganda sa maza tha, “Sach bol babu, mera yeh lund tujhe zyada pasand aaya na, uske chhote se tukde se to yeh dugna bada hai, bol na?” Noor ne dheeme se kaha, uski awaaz ab ek thodi si sharam aur thodi si khushi se bhari thi, “Haye Hira, tu kitna besharam hai… haan thik hai, tera yeh… yeh bada hai, lekin uski baat mat kar, mujhe sharam aati hai,” aur uske baad ek halki si “thap” ki awaaz aayi, shayad Noor ne uske seene pe pyaar se maara ho. Hira ne hans ke kaha, “Arre meri rani, uska to bas kaam karna kaam hai, tujhe asli maza to main hi deta hun, yeh dil se dil tak ka rishta usse kahan banta hai?” Noor ne jawab diya, uski awaaz mein ek gahra pyaar tha, “Haan Hira, tu alag hai, tujhse yeh sab… dil se dil tak hi lagta hai,” aur phir ek dheemi si “sar-sar” ki awaaz ke saath ek chhota sa chumban ka shor, jaise dono ek doosre ke gale lag gaye ho, unki saansein ek saath mil rahi thi.

Main bahar khada tha, unki yeh pyaar bhari baatein mere kaanon mein ek garam, makhmali dhun ki tarah goonj rahi thi, aur mera lund pyjame mein ek tez jhatke ke saath phat gaya—ek garam, gila dhaar mere pyjame ke andar baha, meri tangen kaanp rahi thi, aur mera dil ek ajeeb si khushi se bhar gaya tha. Hira ka har sawal, Noor ka har jawab, unki yeh baatein mujhe ek cuck ki tarah sukoon de rahi thi—main jaanta tha yeh maza mera nahi, Hira ka tha, aur Noor ki woh awaazein, woh pyaar, mere liye nahi thi. Andar se ek halka sa “khach” ka shor aaya, shayad darwaza khulne ki tayyari mein ho, to main jhat se ek kone mein chhip gaya, meri saans abhi bhi tezi se chal rahi thi, par mera chehra ek khushi se chamak raha tha. Noor aur Hira kamre se bahar nikle—Noor ka chehra ek thaki hui raunak se bhar gaya tha, uski aankhon mein ek chamak thi, aur Hira uske peechhe tha, ek tharki si muskaan ke saath. Dono shadi ki bheed mein wapas ghul-mil gaye, aur main chhipa khada raha, sochta hua ki yeh unka rishta hai, main to bas iska ek hissa hun, unki khushi ka chaukidar.

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Main chhipne ke baad dheere se bheed mein wapas ghul gaya, meri aankhein Noor ko dhoondh rahi thi, aur thodi der baad woh mujhe door se dikhi—woh ek kone mein relatives ke saath baithi thi, uska chehra ek thaki hui chamak se bhar gaya tha, uski aankhon mein ek alag si raunak thi, jaise abhi bhi Hira ke sparsh ki garmi uske shareer mein baaki ho. Usne veil thik kiya hua tha, lekin uski woh thaki hui muskaan, uski dheeli si chaal, yeh sab mujhe dikha raha tha ki woh abhi bhi us lazzat ke baad ke sukoon mein doobi hui thi. Main door se use dekhta raha, mera dil ek garam khushi se bhar gaya, mera lund abhi bhi pyjame mein halka sa sakht tha, uski garmi abhi thandi nahi hui thi, aur main soch raha tha ki yeh Noor meri wahi biwi hai jo ab Hira ki ho chuki thi. Tabhi woh kamina mere paas aaya, uski aankhon mein ek tharki si chamak thi, aur woh dheeme se bola, “Bhadwe, kaam ho gaya, teri bibi ko maze de diye, ab woh thak gayi hai.” Usne ek haath meri peeth pe rakha, ek chhoti si thapki di, aur hans ke chala gaya.

Kuchh der baad shadi ka mahaul khatam hone laga, hum sab apne gharwaalon ke saath cab ki taraf badhe. Ammi aur Abbu aage baith gaye, Rizwan Ammi ki god mein soya hua tha, aur main aur Noor peechhe ki seat pe baith gaye. Noor ka sir ek taraf jhuka hua tha, uski aankhein band thi, aur uski saansein ek dheemi, thaki hui rhythm mein chal rahi thi—woh gehri neend mein doob gayi thi, shayad Hira ke saath us chhote se kamre mein bitaaye waqt ne uski saari taakat chheen li thi. Main use dekhta raha, uske chehre pe ek sukoon bhari thakan thi, uski gori gardan pe ek halka sa pasine ka daag chamak raha tha, aur uske honthon pe ek chhoti si muskaan abhi bhi thi, jaise woh sapne mein bhi us maza ko yaad kar rahi ho. Cab chalne lagi, maine apna haath uski jangh pe rakha, uski garmi mere haath mein utar aayi, par woh neend mein thi, ekdum shant. Mera dil khushi se bhar gaya—yeh thakan, yeh sukoon, yeh sab Hira ka diya hua tha, aur main iska hissa banke khush tha.

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Chapter 11

Us raat ko main bistar pe leta hua tha, aankhein band, dil ek ajeeb si thandi garmahat mein dooba hua, aur mera haath mere chhote se lund ko sehla raha tha—pehle dheere, phir thodi si tezi se, meri ungliyan uski chhoti, topa kheench rahi thi, jaise usmein koi chhupi hui aag ko jagane ki koshish kar rahi ho. Mere bagal mein meri mazhabi begum gehri neend mein soyi hui thi, uska chehra ek sukoon bhari thakan se chhaya hua, uske honthon pe ek halki si muskaan thi, jaise woh abhi bhi us chhote se kamre ke maza ko sapne mein jee rahi ho. Main uski saanson ki dheemi rhythm sun raha tha, har saans ke saath uska seena dheere-dheere uthta aur girta, aur mera dil kaafi halka mehsoos kar raha tha—us ghatna ko soch-soch kar, woh pal jab Noor ki kaamuk awaaz mere kaanon mein ek garam chingari ban ke giri thi, uske muh se nikle woh gaaliyan—“Hira, yeh lund tera… haye, dheere na”—aur un dono ke beech chala woh khel mere khoon ko garam kar chuka tha, meri nasson mein ek bijli si daud rahi thi.

Mera haath ab zor se chal raha tha, meri muthi mere lund ko kas ke pakad rahi thi, uski chhoti si nok ko ragadte hue, har ragad ke saath ek halka sa dard aur ek gahra maza saath-saath ubhar raha tha. Main us pal ko yaad kar raha tha—Noor ki woh lambi, tooti-tooti siskiyan, “Hira… ahh… yeh itna bada… ooooh,” uski awaaz mein ek woh masti jo mere saath kabhi nahi thi, woh gaaliyan jo usne Hira ke liye boli thi—“tu besharam… haye, yeh kalua lund meri jaan le lega”—aur woh “thap-thap” ki gili awaaz jo kamre ki deewaron se takra ke mere kaanon tak aayi thi. Mera lund ab sakht ho chuka tha, chhota sa lekin ek lohe ki tarah kadak, aur maine apni ungliyon se uski chamdi ko peechhe kheench kar zor se ragda, jaise usmein se Noor ki woh siskiyan nikal aayengi. Meri saansein tezi se chalne lagi, har saans ke saath ek garam hawa mere seene se nikal rahi thi, aur mera shareer ek thartharahat mein doob gaya—main khushi se pagal tha, yeh soch kar ki Noor ab Hira ki thi, uska woh pyaar, woh maza, sab us kameene ka tha, aur main ismein ek hissa banke kitna khush tha.

Mera dimaag us raat ke har pal mein ghum raha tha—Hira ki woh tharki awaaz, “Arre babu, pura maza le, yeh tera hai aaj,” aur Noor ka woh jawab, “Hira… ahh… bas… meri jaan nikal rahi hai,” uski woh siski jo mere liye kabhi nahi thi, woh gaaliyan jo mere liye “tauba tauba” se zyada kabhi nahi badhi thi. Maine apna haath aur tezi se chalaya, meri muthi ab ek gusse aur maza ke saath mere lund ko masal rahi thi, uski nok pe ek garam, gila chhala ban gaya tha, aur har ragad ke saath ek jhatka mere shareer mein daud jata tha. Main us pal ko jee raha tha—Noor ki woh gori chut jo Hira ke lund ke saath ek ho gayi thi, woh gila shor, woh “ooooh” jo uske honthon se nikla tha, aur woh pyaar bhari baatein—“tu alag hai, Hira”—jo usne mere liye kabhi na kahi thi. Mera lund ab phatne ke kagar pe tha, meri ungliyan uspe zor-zor se ragad rahi thi, aur ek garam dhaar mere andar se nikal pada, pyjame ke andar ek gili chhapan chhapa gayi, par main chup raha, Noor ke bagal mein leta hua, uski neend mein chhupi muskaan ko dekhta hua, mera dil ek ajeeb si khushi se bhar gaya—main uska miya tha, lekin uska asli maza Hira ka tha, aur yeh baat mujhe sukoon de rahi thi.

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Agle subah main office ke liye tayyar ho raha tha, maine socha tha ki kal ke baad Noor mein kaafi badlaav aa jayenge, lekin aisa kuchh nahi mehsoos kiya maine. Woh waise hi thi, ghar ke kaam karne mein masgool, ghar aur khas kar mera aur mere bete ka khayal rakhne wali meri pyari bibi Noor. Maine ehsaas kiya ki chudai kar lene se rishte nahi tootate, aur meri bibi Noor meri bibi hi rahegi. Mere chehre pe muskaan thi aur main kha kar kaam ko nikal gaya.

Main office mein kaam pe gaur kar raha tha ki mera phone baj utha, saamne wahi kameena tha. Maine usse sidhe poochha, “Maza aaya kal ka nahi?” Ispe woh chehakte hue jawab diya, “Haan bhadwe, bahut maza aaya.” Main uski baat sun hasne laga, “To phir aaj ka kya plan hai?” Ispe woh mujhe bolta hai, “Haan usi ke liye phone kiya, main teri bibi ko pick karne ja raha hun, tu use bol de neeche ready rahe.” Maine usse poochha, “Kahan ka plan hai?” Ispe usne hanste hue jawab diya, “Arre water park le ja raha hun be.” Maine yeh sunte hi turant maan gaya, “Arre wah, le jao, main abhi call kar deta hun.” ispe usne mujhe bola, "jarurat nahi hai, maine pehle hi use bula liya hai, haan teri ammi-abbu puche to bol dena zaruri kaam hai" ye sun mujhe kaafi accha laga ki wo kameena noor ke acche hi soch raha hai, maine phir use kaha, "maze karo tum dono" maine phone kaati aur bathroom ki aur chal pada, mere dimag me ek hi baat chaal raha tha, "Kal shadi aur aaj waterpark" aur main hasane laga.[/size]

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Chapter - 13

Main khidki ke paas chhupa, apni saanson se joojh raha tha, par meri aankhein Noor aur Hira ke bistar pe thami hui thi—woh dono ek jungli lay mein ek doosre mein ghul rahe the, Noor uske upar thi, uski salwar ab poori tarah neeche sarki hui, uski kamar Hira ke lund ke saath ek tez taal mein hil rahi, uski har siski kamre mein goonj rahi. Hira ne uski kameez ke neeche haath dala, uski chhati ko masalte hue bola, “Teri ye garmi mujhe pagal kar rahi hai, aur zor se kar,” aur Noor ne apne hoth uske kaan ke paas le jake kaha, “Tu bhi to ruk nahi raha, mujhe aaj tabaah kar de,” uska jism ek taakat ke saath uske upar lehra raha, uski aankhein band, chehra ek pyaas aur sukoon se jal raha. Mera lund pant mein ek dard sa ban gaya—haath tezi se chal raha, aur ek jhatke ke saath main pehli baar khatam ho gaya, ek garam lehar mere jism se nikli, par meri aankhein unpe jami rahi, Noor ki wo besharmi, uski wo taakat, mujhe phir se uksa rahi. Hira ne usse palat diya, ab Noor bistar pe peeth ke bal thi, uski taange uske kandhon pe, aur Hira uske andar ek zor ka jhatka maar raha—har dhakke ke saath Noor ka jism hil raha, uski cheekhein ek geeli awaaz mein badal gayi, “Aur tez, mujhe aur chahiye,” aur Hira ne uski kamar pakad ke apni puri taakat laga di. Main ye dekh raha tha—meri Noor, jo mere saath ek minute bhi nahi tikti, ab Hira ke saath ek jungli taakat mein kho gayi, mera lund phir se tan gaya, haath ruk nahi raha, ek doosra jhatka aaya, main phir khatam ho gaya, par ye tamasha band nahi hua, meri rooh ek aag mein jal rahi.

Phir Noor ne ek sharaarti hasi ke saath Hira ko roka, uske lund ko haath mein liya, aur condom ko dheere se khench ke nikal diya, “Ye to ab uktahat de raha tha, ab asli maza lene de,” usne mazaak mein kaha, condom ko side mein phenkte hue, aur Hira ne ek gehri hasi chhodi, “Tu to meri jaan le legi,” aur usne usse phir se apne neeche dabaya. Noor ne uske kandhe pakad liye, uski taange uski kamar ke charon taraf lapeti, aur Hira ne ek naye josh ke saath uske andar jhatke maarne shuru kiye—Noor ka jism ab ek lehar ki tarah hil raha, uski saansein ek sangeet ban gayi, “Bas aise hi, mujhe yahi chahiye,” aur Hira ne uske hothon pe apne hoth rakhe, unka milan ab ek aag ka toofan tha. Main ye sab dekh raha tha—ye bees minute mere liye ek sadi jaisa tha, main to ek minute bhi nahi tik pata, par ye dono ek doosre mein itna kho gaye ki waqt jaise ruk sa gaya. Mera lund phir se tan gaya, haath beqabu tha, ek teesra jhatka aaya, main phir khatam ho gaya, par Noor ki wo hasi, uska condom nikalna, uski wo taakat, mujhe baar-baar uksa rahi—Hira ki taakat, Noor ka josh, unka ye besharm milan, meri aankhon ke saamne ek aisa tamasha tha jo mujhe hairaan chhod raha. Meri rooh jal rahi, par main chhupa hua, unki is duniya ka ek ajnabi, bas dekh raha, har pal ek nayi aag mere jism mein bhar raha.

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Hira ka jism ek toofan ban gaya, usne Noor ko bistar pe zor se dabaya, uski taange uski kamar ke charon taraf jakdi hui—ek gehri cheekh uske muh se nikli, par usne Noor ke kandhe pe daant gadaye, awaaz ko uski twacha mein daba diya, uska jism Noor ke andar ek jungli lay mein hilta raha. Main khidki ke paas chhupa, chhoti si jhiri se dekha—Hira ne Noor ko neeche kasa hua, uski kamar uske haathon mein jakdi, aur uska lund bina condom ke ek aakhri jhatka maara, uska beej uske andar faila, thoda uski jaanghon pe gira, geeli chamak Noor ki twacha pe chhodi. Mera lund pant mein dard kar raha—haath tezi se chala, ek garam jhatka aaya, main khatam ho gaya, itna zor se ki aankhein band hui, sar ghuma, main khidki ke neeche ladkhada ke gir pada, ek pal ke liye behosh sa. Hosh aaya to paseena kameez mein geela—maine phir jhanka, Hira aur Noor poori tarah nange, bistar pe ek doosre ke bagal mein letay. Hira ke haath mein bidi thi, usne ek lamba kash kheench ke dhuaan chhoda, Noor ki taraf badhaya, “Le, ek baar try kar, maza aayega,” usne kaha, ek sharaarti hasi ke saath. Noor ne bidi li, “Tu bhi na, kya-kya karwata hai,” usne shikayat ki, par ek chhota sa kash maara, turant khansne lagi, dhuaan uske hothon se nikla. “Ye to jalati hai, gandi hai!” usne haste hue kaha, bidi wapas Hira ko di. Hira ne uske baalon ko sehla ke bola, “Arre, thodi si aadat daal, teri saanson mein bhi dhuaan dilchasp lagta hai.” Noor ne uske seene pe ungli ghumayi, “Dilchasp to tu bolta hai, par main to isse daaru ke saath kabhi try karungi, tab dekh tu,” aur dono has pade. Noor ne uski taraf jhuk ke kaha, “Tu mujhe aisi cheezein karne pe majboor karta hai, kabhi socha bhi nahi tha main aise khelungi.” Hira ne uske hothon pe haath rakha, “Aur tu mujhe aise pagalpan ke liye uksati hai, abhi to aur khelna hai,” usne kaha, ek gehri muskurahat ke saath.

Noor ka jism abhi garmi se chamak raha—usne Hira ka lund dekha, jo dheere-dheere phir se tan raha. “Ye kya, itni jaldi wapas?” usne mazaak kiya, ek shaitani hasi ke saath, “Lagta hai tujhe meri zabaan ka swaad chahiye.” Hira ne bidi ka ek aur kash liya, “Teri zabaan to jadoo hai, chal dikhla phir,” usne kaha, aur Noor ne uske lund ko haath mein liya, apne hoth uspe rakhe, dheere-dheere chusne lagi, uski jeebh uske supade pe ghoom rahi, ek geeli awaaz kamre mein faili. Hira ki aankhein band hui, Noor ke muh ke maze mein khoya. Main ye dekh raha tha—ye ek gandi tasveer jaisa tha, Noor ka ye roop, jo mujhse kabhi nahi dikha, Hira ke saath itna khula, itna sharaarti, uski har baat, uski khansi, uska bidi ka mazaak, uska lund muh mein lena, meri rooh ko chhed raha. Mera lund phir tan gaya, ek nayi aag jism mein bhar rahi, par main chhupa hua, unki is duniya ka ek ajnabi, Noor ki is besharmi se jal raha.

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Noor aur Hira ek chhoti si saans ke baad phir ek doosre mein doob gaye, unka doosra daur shuru ho gaya—Noor bistar pe peeth ke bal leti, uski nangi twacha paseene se chamak rahi, uski salwar aur kameez kahin kone mein padi, aur Hira uske upar jhuka, uski aankhein ek bhukhi pyaas se bhar gayi. Noor ne uske seene pe haath rakha, ungliyan uske paseene mein geeli, “Abhi bhi itni garmi bachi hai tujhme?” usne sharaarti andaaz mein pucha, apni taange uski kamar ke charon taraf lapet te hue. Hira ne uske hothon pe apne hoth rakhe, ek lambi chumban ke baad bola, “Teri wajah se ye aag kabhi nahi bujhegi, ab dekh main kya karta hoon,” aur usne uski kamar pakad ke apna lund uski chut pe rakha, dheere se andar dabaya, Noor ki ek lambi siski nikli, uska jism ek lehar ki tarah hil gaya. Main khidki ke paas chhupa, ye sab dekh raha—Hira ki sahanshakti, uski taakat, mujhe hairaan kar rahi, meri Noor uske saath ek aisi duniya mein thi jo main kabhi chhu nahi saka, aur main isse khush tha, ek gandi si khushi meri rooh mein daud rahi. Mera lund ab tan nahi raha—kai baar ragadne ke baad ek thakan si chha gayi, par Hira ki ye taakat, Noor ka ye josh, mujhe hairaan chhod raha, meri aankhein unpe jami hui.

Hira ne Noor ke kandhon ko pakda, uske andar ek tez lay shuru kiya, har dhakke ke saath Noor ka jism bistar pe hil raha, uski cheekhein ek geeli awaaz mein badal gayi, “Aur kar, mujhe pura jala de,” usne kaha, aur Hira ne uske kaan ke paas bola, “Tujhe aaj jannat dikhla dunga, bas mere saath chal.” Unka milan ek toofan sa tha, Noor ke haath Hira ki peeth pe noch rahe, uski saansein ek jungli sangeet ban gayi. Hira ne ek pal ke liye meri taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein ek chhedti si hasi—woh jaanta tha main wahan hoon—usne apne hothon se pani ka ishara kiya, aur main ek ajeeb si khushi se bhar gaya, ek perfect cuck ki tarah. Main dheere se khidki se hata, kitchen ki taraf bhaaga, dil ek gandi umang se dhadak raha—main apni biwi ke aashiq ke liye pani laane ja raha tha. Kitchen mein maine ek jug mein nimbu sharbat banaya, nimbu ka ras nichodte hue meri ungliyan kaamp rahi, soch raha ki Hira abhi bhi Noor ke andar hai, aur main yahan unki khidmat kar raha hoon. Wapas khidki pe aaya, nimbu sharbat ka jug haath mein liye, maine Hira ko ishara karne ki koshish ki, par woh ab Noor ke upar ek naye josh mein tha—usne uski taange kandhon pe rakhi, uska lund uske andar ek tez lay mein andar-bahar ho raha, Noor ki cheekhein ek lambi, bhaari siski mein badal gayi, “Bas aise hi, mujhe aur chahiye,” usne kaha, uska jism paseene se geela, Hira ke har jhatke ke saath hil raha.

Main chhupa hua, ishara karta raha, par Hira ka dhyan sirf Noor pe tha. Yeh sab bees minute se chala, mere liye ek sadi jaisa lamba—main to ek minute bhi nahi tik pata, par Hira ki sahanshakti, Noor ka josh, mujhe hairaan chhod raha. Aakhir mein Hira ka jism zor se kamp gaya, usne Noor ko aur zor se dabaya, ek gehri siski ke saath uske andar khatam ho gaya—Noor ki aankhein band ho gayi, uska jism ek aakhri lehar ke saath hil gaya, ek lambi, bhaari cheekh uske muh se nikli, uska charam sukh itna zor ka tha ki woh bistar pe lagbhag behosh si ho gayi, abhi bhi haanfte hue, apni saanson ko sambhal rahi. Main ye dekha—meri poori zindagi me jab se nikah kar ke sath hun, maine Noor ka charam sukh kabhi nahi dekha, uski ye taakat meri rooh ko jala rahi.




Hira dheere se bistar se utra, darwaza khola, aur bahar aaya—mujhe dekha, ek thodi si hasi ke saath jug le liya, “Achha kiya,” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, aur wapas kamre mein gaya, Noor abhi bhi bistar pe leti, paseene se geeli, apni saansein sambhal rahi.

Hira ne jug se do glass bhare, ek Noor ko diya, aur dono ek saath thanda, taaza nimbu sharbat peene lage. Noor ne ek ghoont liya, ek lambi saans chhodte hue kaha, “Tu to bada achha bawarchi hai, Hira, ye nimbu sharbat to dil khush kar diya—kab banaya?” Hira ne uske baalon mein haath phera, “Bas, jab tu jannat mein thi, tab,” usne mazaak kiya, aur Noor ne ek sharaarti hasi ke saath uske seene pe haath maara, “Tu bhi na, har cheez mein maza daal deta hai.” Dono has pade, ek doosre ke jism ke paas baithe, nimbu sharbat ke ghoont lete hue, Noor ki hasi aur Hira ki muskurahat kamre mein goonj rahi. Main chhupa hua, unki is duniya ka ek ajnabi, Noor ki is nayi taakat se jal raha, par ek gandi si khushi bhi thi.

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Noor aur Hira bistar pe ek doosre ke jism se lipte hue let gaye, nange, paseene aur garmi se chamakte—Hira ne Noor ko apni baahon mein kheench liya, uske baalon mein haath pherte hue kaha, “Ab thodi si neend le le, meri jaan, tu to aaj raat poori tarah pighal gayi.” Noor ne ek thaki hui hasi ke saath uske seene pe sir rakha, “Tu bhi to rukne ka naam nahi le raha tha, ab bas thodi si rahat chahiye,” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, aur dono dheere-dheere neend ki aagosh mein doob gaye, bistar pe ek doosre ke jism se chipke, thandi hawa ki masheen unki twacha ko sehla rahi. Main khidki ke paas chhupa, ye dekh raha—meri rooh ek ajeeb si khushi aur jalan se jal rahi, par mera jism thak chuka. Main dheere se hall ki taraf chala, sofa pe let gaya—ek purana, kath ka sofa, jisme na pankha tha na koi aaram. Maine apna phone nikala, alarm paanch baje ka set kiya—ammi-abbu subah chhe baje uth jaate, usse pehle Hira ko nikalna hoga. Sofa ke neeche ek patli chadar pe lette hue, meri aankhein band hui, par neend ek lambi ladai thi—Hira aur Noor ka tamasha meri aankhon ke saamne nach raha, aur main ek thaki hui khushi ke saath so gaya.

Subah jab alarm baja, meri aankhein ek jhatke se khuli—mera lund dard kar raha, kai baar ragadne ke baad ek sujan si thi, ek ganda sa dard jo mujhe har pal yaad dilata ki maine kya dekha. Main uttha, paseena meri kameez mein geela, hall ki garmi mujhe kha chuki, par main kamre ki taraf chala—darwaza band, andar thandi hawa ki masheen ka halka sa sur sunayi de raha. Maine darwaza khatkhata, dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Hira, nikal ja, ammi-abbu abhi uthne wale hain.” Andar se ek halki si harkat hui, Hira ki awaaz aayi, “Haan, aa raha hoon.” Main bahar chala gaya, ghar ke main darwaze pe khada hua, aur ghanti baja di—jaise main abhi ghar aaya, ek rasmi dakhila. Noor thodi der baad bahar aayi—uske baal uljhe hue, kameez idhar-udhar, chehra paseene aur thakan se bhara, uski aankhein ek ghabrahat se mujhe dekhi, jaise woh chhupane ki koshish kar rahi. Main andar chala, uske saath, ek achha cuck ban ke—uski ghabrahat dikhi, par maine kuch nahi kaha, bas ek thodi si muskurahat di. Kamre mein gaya, jahan Hira meri biwi ke saath raat bhar raha—bistar abhi bhi ganda, Noor ki khushboo aur Hira ki garmi abhi bhi hawa mein. Meri nazar ek kone mein padi strawberry condom pe gayi—main khud laaya tha kal raat, par istemaal nahi hua, ek mazaak sa laga. Main muskura diya, ek ajeeb si khushi ke saath—meri rooh abhi bhi unki raat ke jadoo mein thi. Noor abhi bhi apne kapde theek kar rahi, uski ghabrahat chhup nahi rahi, par main bistar pe let gaya, thakan meri aankhon pe chha gayi, aur main so gaya, Hira aur Noor ke tamashe ki yaadon mein khoya hua.

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Subah main utha, kamra bilkul saaf—bistar ke chaddar naye, kal raat ki koi nishani nahi. Meri nazar us strawberry condom ko dhundhne lagi, jo maine Hira ko diya tha, par woh gayab tha. Maine aankhein ragdi, bathroom ki taraf chala, tab meri nazar us khidki pe padi—wahi jahan se maine Noor aur Hira ka jungli khel dekha tha. Ek gandi khushi dil mein chhupi thi, kal raat ka tamasha meri aankhon ke saamne tha. Fresh hoke main bahar nikla, naak mein biryani ki khushboo aayi. Kitchen mein Noor degchi ke paas khadi thi, kameez ke aasteen upar chadhe, baal joode mein. Uske chehre pe chamak thi, hothon pe muskurahat. Main ruk gaya, “Wah, Noor, aaj biryani?” Usne meri taraf dekha, haske boli, “Rizwan ke abbu, aaj Sunday tha to socha sab ke liye special bana dun.” Maine hasa, “Itna achha khushboo hai, intezaar kaise karun?” Woh degchi mein masale milate hue boli, “Bas thodi sabr rakho.” Uski har harkat waisi hi thi—bilkul meri Noor, koi badlaav nahi.

Main hall mein chala, sofa pe baith ke TV chala diya—koi filmi gaana chal raha tha, par mera dhyan kal raat pe tha, Noor ki siskiyan, uska Hira ke saath josh. Mera lund tanne laga, par sujan se dard utha, ek ganda ehsaas jo kal raat ki yaad dilata tha. Ek achha cuck ban ke, main khush tha—Hira aur Noor ka tamasha dil mein basa hua tha. Kuch der baad biryani tayyar hui, ghar wale ek saath khane baith gaye—ammi, abbu, Noor. Noor ne sab ko parosa, uski muskurahat mein wahi narmi thi, wahi gharwali ka roop. Main usse dekhta raha—woh abhi bhi meri achhi biwi thi. Dil mein faqr utha, biryani ka swaad lete hue main unki raat ke jadoo mein khoya, ek gandi khushi ke saath.

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Itwar ko hum sab kha suntaane lage, Noor lekin apne phone pe chatting kar rahi thi mujhe chhupa-chhupa ke, mujhe yeh dekh thodi hansi aa gayi, main bhi mobile pe porn dekh raha tha - lekin ab mujhe porn se zyada maza nahi mil raha tha, kyunki kal raat ki tasveerein kisi porn ko aasani se maat de chuki thi.

Hum dono bistar pe letay hue the, tabhi mujhe usi kameene ka message aaya.

- Are madarchod bhadwe, teri bibi ne biryani banayi mere ko khabar bhi nahi di.

Main yeh padh sochne laga ki Noor ne isse bataya hai ki biryani bani hai.

- Haan bani to hai, khana hai kya biryani?

- Haan madarchod, khaunga tabhi na teri bibi ko patak patak ke chodunga.

Main yeh sun muskane laga, aur Noor ki aur dekha jo abhi bhi mobile pe chatting kar rahi thi, main phir andar hi andar hansa.

- Tujhe biryani khani hai, apni maal chodani hai, kal raat ki tarah.

- Bhadwe tujhe to front row seat mili hui thi, maza aaya ki nahi?

- Haan yaar bahut maza aaya, Noor kitna masti se chudwa rahi thi.

- Ha ha ha, tu achha nimbu ka juice banata hai, ek thela khol le, kaafi paise kama lega.

Main hasne laga is message ko padh ke.

- Hat chutiye, biryani khana hai, abhi bacha hua hoga.

- Neki aur puch puch - bol abhi aa jaun?

- Haan ajao, aur ammi-abbu ko pata chal jaye, chutiye.

Maine message reply kiya.

- Haat madarchod tere ammi-abbu meri maal ke beech deewar bane hue hain, inki maaki chut.

- Uska kuch nahi ho sakta hai, tu kya kar, Noor ko bol mujhse poochhe ki kuch kaam hai market mein, main mana kar dunga - tere sath bhej dunga.

- Wah bhadwe, abhi kehta hun, lekin kaisa kaam?

- Kuch bhi yaar, bol de ki dentist ke paas jana hai.

- Dentist ka lund chusaane jana hai.

Main yeh message padh hasne laga.

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Aadha ghanta baad Noor kamre mein aayi, kameez thodi idhar-udhar, baal joode mein, chehre pe ek chamak. Bistar pe mere paas baithi, phone haath mein, aur muskurate hue boli, “Rizwan ke abbu, mujhe dant ke hakim ke paas jana hai, chaloge na?” Maine kuch der socha aur kaha, “Noor, main kaafi thaka hua hoon, emergency hai?” Ispe Noor ne meri aur dekhte hue apne phone ko kas ke pakda aur jhoot bola, “Haan, Rizwan ke abbu.” Maine kuch der socha, dil mein ek lazzat daud rahi thi. “Accha, tum uske sath chali jao, Hira ke sath. Accha ladka hai, kitni madad karta hai hum sab ki.” Mere yeh kehte hi Noor ke chehre pe ek sharaarti muskaan fail gayi, aur usne dheere se kaha, “Aap jaisa kahein, Rizwan ke abbu.”

Maine phir us kameene ko message kiya:

- Le jao apni maal ko.

- Abhi aata hoon, bahdwe.

Maine Noor ko awaaz di, jo kitchen wapas chali gayi thi, “Noor, maine usse bula liya hai, tum tayyar ho jao, aur haan, thodi biryani pack kar lena, kisi wajah se deri hui to khane ke liye.” Ispe Noor ki aankhein chamak rahi thi, jaise woh yahi sunna chahti thi. “Theek hai, Rizwan ke abbu,” usne kaha. Noor ne kitchen mein biryani ek tiffin mein pack ki aur phir ek kaale rang ka burqa pehna. Mera lund dard aur sujan ke bawajood khada hone laga tha. Phir kuch der mein Noor ghar se nikal gayi. Main daud ke balcony mein gaya, neeche dekha to wahi kameena bike pe helmet lagaye khada tha. Noor uske peechhe seat pe baith gayi, aur main unhe jaate hue dekhta raha.

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Chapter - 15

Main apne kamre mein baitha baar-baar ghadi dekh raha tha. Raat ke 10 bajne wale the, aur Noor abhi tak ghar nahi aayi thi. Maine badi mushkil se jhoot bolkar abbu-ammi ko samjhaya tha ki Noor ko emergency operation ke liye rukna pada. Doctor se baat karne ka bahana bhi main kai baar bana chuka tha. Meri dil ki dhak-dhak tez thi, aur andar se darr laga hua tha ki kahin kuch galat toh nahi ho gaya. Maine us kameene aur Noor ko kai baar phone kiya, lekin dono mein se kisi ne ek bhi call nahi uthayi.

Samay dheere-dheere beet raha tha. Main bas phone ko ghoorta raha, umeed mein ki kisi ka call aaye. Aakhirkaar, kareeb 10:30 baje, mera intezaar khatam hua aur usi kameene ka phone aaya.

Maine jhat se phone uthaya aur apne gusse ko dabate hue chillaya, “Kahan tha, behenchod? Itni der kaise ho gayi?” Mere gusse se wo ghabra gaya aur dheere se bola, “Yaar, thodi si pee li thi...” Uski awaaz ladkhada rahi thi. Main turant samajh gaya ki wo nashe mein hai. Maine apne aap ko sambhalte hue kaha, “Kahan ho tum abhi? Aur Noor kahan hai?” Ispe wo chup raha, kuch nahi bola. Mera gussa aur bhadak gaya. “Saale, bol kahan ho? Chutiya hai kya?” Maine dobara chillaya. Usne phir dheere se kaha, “Arre yaar, OYO mein hain, wahi market wala.” Yeh sunte hi mujhe samajh aa gaya ki wo kis jagah ki baat kar raha hai. “Accha, main aa raha hoon. Room number kya hai?” Maine poocha. Usne dheere se kaha, “201,” aur phone kat gaya.

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Main jaldi se ghar se nikla aur bike nikali. Market ki taraf tezi se chal pada. Dekhte-dekhte main OYO ke kamre number 201 ke saamne khada tha. Maine darwaza khatkhataaya, par andar se koi jawab nahi aaya. Us kameene ko phone lagaya, lekin usne call uthane ke bajaye sidhe darwaza khol diya. Saamne Hira khada tha—bilkul nanga, lund latakta hua, aankhein laal, badan ladkhadate hue. Itna nasha chadha tha ki usse apne nange lund ko chhupane ki bhi sujh nahi thi. Kamre ka manzar toh bilkul tabaahi ka tha—Noor ka burqa zameen par pada tha, uski salwar-kameez idhar-udhar bikheri, aur bra aur chaddi bistar ke ek kone par uljhi hui. Hawa mein cigarette ki gandi si badboo thi, saath mein daaru aur chudai ki mehak. Bistar ke paas ek chhoti table par do gande glass pade the, unmein daaru ke daag sookh rahe the. Ek plate mein adha-khaya chicken chili bikhra tha, jaise kisi ne jaldi mein chhod diya.

Main wahin khada reh gaya, mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Hira ne mujhe dekha, lekin uski nasheeli aankhein jaise mujhe pehchan bhi nahi rahi thi. Wo bas ek thandi si hansi ke saath ladkhadaya aur bistar ke paas girte-girte baith gaya. Meri nazar uske lund par gayi—bada, mota, aur abhi bhi thodi si akad ke saath. Phir maine apne chhote se lund ke bare mein socha, aur andar hi andar has pada. Hira ka yeh kameena lund mujhse kahi zyada mardana tha, aur yeh baat mujhe ek tarah se jala rahi thi, par saath hi ek gandi si khushi bhi de rahi thi. Mera yeh cuckpan, yeh gandagi, mujhe ek deewana sa bana raha tha.

Phir meri nazar Noor par padi. Wo bistar par leti thi, nangi, bas ek chadar uske badan ke kuch hisson ko chhupa rahi thi. Uska chehra bilkul shant tha, jaise wo kisi gandi sukoon ke sapne mein doobi ho. Uski saansein sust aur lambi thi, nashe mein madhoshi ka ehsaas chhalk raha tha. Uske bikhre baalon mein Hira ka sookha hua maal saaf dikh raha tha—chipchipa, safed, uske chehre ke ek taraf aur baalon ke kuch laton par sookh chuka tha. Main usse dekhta raha, ek gandi si uttejana aur sharam ke saath. Noor ke hothon par ek halki si muskurahat thi, jaise usne abhi-abhi kisi jannat ka maza chakha ho. Uske gale par laal nishaan, uske kandhon par ungliyon ke daag—sab kuch us chudai ke toofan ka saboot de raha tha jo abhi guzar chuka tha.

Kamre mein sannata tha, bas Hira ki nasheeli siskiyon aur Noor ki sust saanson ki awaaz thi. Bistar ke neeche zameen par kharoch ke nishaan, daaru ki botal ke paas cigarette ke tukde, aur woh adha-khaya chicken chili ka plate—yeh sab us raat ki gandi kahani suna raha tha. Main wahan khada tha, apne gusse, apni gandi bechaini, aur apni khushi ke saath. Yeh meri Noor thi, aur yeh Hira, jo usse mujhse kahi zyada maza de chuka tha. Main uske chehre par, uske baalon par Hira ka sookha hua maal dekhta raha, aur andar hi andar ek gandi si khushi mehsoos kar raha tha. Yeh thi meri kahani—ek aisi kahani jismein main khud apni haar ka deewana ban chuka tha.

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Main Noor ko dekhta raha, aur ek pal ke liye hairaan reh gaya. Yeh wahi Noor thi, jo mahzabi aur deendar thi, jo kabhi daaru ko haath nahi lagati thi. Par ab uske paas pade glass aur uski nasheeli saansein sab kuch suna rahi thi. Maine andar hi andar has diya—meri wajah se wo zina kar rahi thi, aur use pata bhi nahi ki yeh sab meri marzi se ho raha tha. Main Hira ki taraf mudkar bola, “Bhai, Noor ko ghar le jana hai, thodi madad kar de.” Hira ne meri baat suni, aur ek gandi si hansi ke saath mujhe ignore kar diya. Wo sidha bistar par gaya, Noor ke peeche let gaya, aur usse chipak kar spoon karne laga, uska nanga lund uski kamar se takra raha tha. Yeh sab meri aankhon ke saamne ho raha tha. Mera lund ekdum tight ho gaya, aur main khud ko rok nahi paya. Maine apni pant kholi aur wahin khade-khade muth marna shuru kar diya, meri aankhein Noor aur Hira par tiki hui thi. Thodi der mein main itni zor se jhada ki ek cheekh si nikal gayi, aur main girte-girte sambhala. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha, aankhon ke saamne andhera sa chha gaya. Phir maine apne kapde theek kiye, un dono ko wahi chhod diya, aur ghar wapas aa gaya. Ghar pahunchte hi main bistar par gira aur itni gehri neend soya jaise koi tension hi nahi thi. Subah jab aankh khuli, Noor mere bagal mein leti thi, uska sar pakadte hue, chehra dard se bhara hua.

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Noor bistar par leti thi, uska sar itni zor se dard kar raha tha ki wo aankhein band karke bas haath se sir pakde hue thi. Uska chehra sookha hua tha, nashe ka hangover saaf dikh raha tha. Main uske liye paani aur ek painkiller laya, dheere se uska sar dabaya, aur phir ammi-abbu ko bol diya ki Noor ki tabiyat kharab hai, aaj wo aaram karegi. Wo dono chinta mein pad gaye, lekin maine unhe samjha diya ki bas thodi si thakan hai. Phir main jaldi se tayyar hua aur office jaane se pehle Hira se milne nikal gaya. Dil mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi, ek gandi si uttejana jo mujhe us kameene ki baatein sunne ke liye kheench rahi thi. Main uske paas ek chhote se chai ke tapri par pahuncha, jahan wo apni motorbike ke paas khada cigarette pee raha tha, uski shirt ke button khule hue, badan abhi bhi us raat ki madhoshi mein dooba sa lag raha tha.

Hira ne mujhe dekhte hi ek gandi si hansi di, uski aankhein mujhe upar se neeche tak ghoor rahi thi. “Arre, bhadwa, aa gaya apni biwi ki kahani sunne?” usne kaha, aur ek zor ka thook zameen par phenka. Main chup raha, lekin mera lund pant ke andar ekdum tight ho gaya. Usne cigarette ka lamba kash liya aur shuru ho gaya, “Teri Noor, bhai, kya cheez hai. Pehle toh na-na karti thi, bolti thi ‘main toh deendar aurat hoon, daaru nahi peeti.’ Lekin maine usse ek glass mein thodi si vodka daali, thodi si baatein ghumayi, uske kandhe par haath rakha, aur bas… wo pigal gayi.” Usne apni ungliyon se ek chhoti si chhed banayi, jaise koi ganda ishara kar raha ho, aur phir hasa. “Ek baar daaru andar gayi, uska burqa utar gaya, aur phir toh wo meri godi mein thi, bol rahi thi, ‘Hira, aur ek sip de do.’ Bhai, teri biwi ka woh nasha, woh madhosh aankhein—main toh usi waqt uspe jhapta.” Main uski baatein sun raha tha, meri saansein tez ho rahi thi, aur maine apna haath pant ki jeb mein daal liya, dheere-dheere apne lund ko sehlane laga. Hira ki har baat mere dil mein ek ganda sa toofan utha rahi thi, aur main uski har baat ko apne dimaag mein dohra raha tha—Noor ka burqa utarna, uska Hira ke saath madhoshi mein doobna.

Hira ne cigarette zameen par phenki aur apni baat aage badhaya, “Aur sun, bhadwa, hum dono shopping bhi kiye the us din. Tera paisa kharch karke maine uske liye do saree li—ek bilkul transparent wali, jo uske badan ko dikhaye, aur ek laal wali, jo main usse pehnake chodunga. Aur haan, kuch sexy panties bhi li—wo lace wali, jo main usse utarunga jab agli baar usse OYO mein le jaunga.” Usne apne honth chate, aur ek gandi si muskurahat ke saath mujhe dekha. Meri jeb mein haath ab tez chal raha tha, mera lund itna sakht tha ki pant phatne wali thi. Hira ki baatein meri biwi ko ek chudai ki cheez ki tarah pesh kar rahi thi, aur main, yeh sab sunke, ek gande sukoon mein doob raha tha. Usne achanak meri taraf dekha, apni aankhein sikodi, aur kaha, “Ek baat yaad rakh, bhadwa. Noor ab meri maal hai. Tu usse haath bhi nahi laga sakta, samjha? Wo ab sirf meri hai.” Uske yeh shabd mere kaanon mein teer ki tarah lage, par mere lund ne ek aur jhatka maara, aur main bas sar hila diya, jaise ek kutte ki tarah uske hukum maan raha ho. Hira ne ek aakhri hansi di, apni bike start ki, aur nikal gaya. Main wahin khada raha, jeb mein haath abhi bhi chalta raha, dil mein ek ajeeb si garmi aur sharam ka toofan uth raha tha.

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Main ghar wapas aaya, dil mein abhi bhi Hira ki baaton ka ganda sa nasha chadha hua tha. Kamre mein ghuste hi maine darwaza band kiya, pant utari, aur bistar par letkar muth marna shuru kar diya, Noor ke burqa utarne aur Hira ke saath uski chudai ki tasveerein mere dimaag mein chal rahi thi. Jhadne ke baad maine ek plastic ka shopping bag dekha jo almari ke paas rakha tha. Usmein do saree thi—ek transparent si, jo Noor ke badan ko nanga sa dikha degi, aur ek laal wali, bilkul suhagraat ke jaisi. Main unhe haath mein liya, unki mulayam fabric ko mehsoos kiya, aur jaise koi nasha chadh gaya. Mera lund phir se khada ho gaya, lekin maine khud ko roka aur office ke liye tayyar hua. Office mein pura din main kaam mein dhyan nahi laga paya, bas yahi sochta raha ki Hira kab Noor ko in saree mein pehnake apni suhagraat manayega, uska mota lund uske andar jayega, aur wo dono madhoshi mein doob jayenge. Shaam ko office se nikalte hi maine Hira ko phone lagaya, bahana banaya ki chat pe kamre ka light kharab hai, usse theek karne aana hoga. Hira maan gaya, aur maine plan banaya. Ghar pahunchte hi maine Hira ko chat par bheja aur Noor ko kaha, “Jao, dekho wo kya kar raha hai, thodi help kar dena.” Noor, abhi bhi sar dard se pareshan, chali gayi, aur maine thodi der baad chupke se chat par chadh gaya. Wahin ek kone mein chhupkar unki baatein sunne laga. Noor gusse mein bol rahi thi, “Teri wajah se mera sar phata ja raha hai, Hira! Ek toh pehli baar daaru piya, upar se yeh hangover. Aur pata nahi kaisa chutiya hai mera sauhar, koi khabar hi nahi use meri!” Main飛chhupkar sun raha tha, uski yeh baat sunke mera lund ekdum tight ho gaya—woh nahi jaanti thi ki main sab jaanta hoon. Hira ne ek gandi si hansi di aur kaha, “Arre, meri jaan, yeh dard toh bas pehli daaru ka hai. Aur tera sar dard? Mera lund uski dawa hai, le le, sab theek ho jayega.” Wo uske kareeb gaya, apni pant kholi, aur apna mota lund uske saamne latka diya. Noor pehle hichkichayi, phir uski aankhon mein wahi madhoshi chadh gayi jo kal OYO mein thi. Usne dheere se Hira ka lund apne haath mein liya, phir apne muh mein le liya, aur chusne lagi, uski awaaz chat ke sannate mein goonj rahi thi. Main chhupkar dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar phatne ko tayyar tha. Hira ke haath Noor ke baalon mein the, aur wo usse dheere-dheere guide kar raha tha. Main apne aap ko rok nahi paya, jeb mein haath dala, aur dheere-dheere sehlane laga, har pal ka maza le raha tha. Yeh meri Noor thi, Hira ke lund ko chus rahi thi, aur main, ek chhupa hua cuck, is gande sukoon mein doob raha tha, apni biwi ki chudai ka ek aur naya chapter dekh raha tha.

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Chapter - 16

Main raat ko achha sa khana kha kar bistar par leta hua Noor ko dekh raha tha. Wo table par baithi apne geele baalon mein kanghi kar rahi thi, uske baal bulb ki roshni mein chamak rahe the. Shaam ka waqia mere dimaag mein ghoom raha tha—Noor aur us harami Hira ki baatein mere kaanon mein goonj rahi thi. Meri bibi mujhe chutiya samajhti hai—yeh khayal mere dil se guzra toh jaise meri rooh mein ek gandi si lazzat phail gayi. Main samajh nahi pa raha tha ki aakhir kyun uski yeh gandi baatein mujhe itni pasand aa rahi thi.

Main bistar se utha aur dheere se Noor ke peeche jaakar khada ho gaya. Maine apne haath uske kandhon par rakhe toh wo thoda chaunk kar boli, “Kya hua, Rizwan ke abbu?” Maine uski noorani aankhon mein apni aankhein daal kar ghoorne laga. Usne dobara poochha, “Kya hua, Rizwan ke abbu?” Main chup raha, bas usse ghoorta gaya. Meri nazar uske komal honthon par ja kar chipak gayi—yeh wahi honth the jinhone ek namahram ke lund ko chaaron taraf chhua tha, yeh wahi honth the jinhone daaru apne gale ke neeche utari thi, aur yeh wahi honth the jinhone mujhe chutiya kaha tha. Mera lund ekdum kadak ho gaya. Maine aage badhkar Noor ko chhune ki koshish ki, toh jaise mujhe current sa laga. “Rizwan ke abbu, kya kar rahe hain?” usne teesri baar dheere se poochha. Maine apna pyjama dheere se neeche kiya. Noor ne mujhe ghoor kar dekha aur boli, “Kya kar rahe hain, Rizwan ke abbu?” Maine uski baat ko an-suna karke pyjama aur chaddi dono neeche kheench diya. Mera pyjama mere pairon ke paas pada tha, aur Noor mujhe ghoor rahi thi, jaise poochhna chahti ho ki yeh kya kar raha hoon. Maine aage badhkar uska haath pakda aur dheere se apne lund par lagaya. Uske chehre par ekdum se sikan aa gayi, aur usne apna haath jhatak kar peeche kheench liya. “Yeh kya kar rahe hain, Rizwan ke abbu? Tauba tauba!” usne kaha. Maine shaam ka woh manzar yaad kiya—yeh wahi haath jo abhi jhatak kar peeche khincha gaya tha, usne Hira ke lund ko bade aaram se sehlaaya tha. Maine dheere se Noor se kaha, “Maine… wo… wali movies mein dekha tha. Kuch naya try karte hain na.” Usne mujhe aur ghoor kar dekha aur boli, “Kya, Rizwan ke abbu? Kaisi gandi cheezein dekh lete hain aap!” Maine muskura kar, dheeme se kaha, “Noor, mera yeh muh mein lo na.” Noor, jiske honthon ne shaam ko Hira ka lund lollipop ki tarah chusa tha, aankhein sikod kar boli, “Tauba tauba, Rizwan ke abbu! Yeh kya ganda kaam karne ko keh rahe hain? Main toh aisa soch bhi nahi sakti!” Uski yeh baat mere dil mein teer ki tarah lagi, aur mera lund aur kadak ho gaya. Maine dheere se apna pyjama aur chaddi upar chadhaya aur udas hone ki nautanki karte hue kaha, “Koi baat nahi, Noor.”

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Maine Noor ki baat ko an-suna karke bistar par let gaya, aankhein band ki aur sone ka natak shuru kar diya. Dil abhi bhi shaam ke waqie mein uljha hua tha—Noor ke honthon ka Hira ke lund par ragadna, ye mere dimaag mein teer ki tarah chubh raha tha. Par main chup raha, bas bistar par pada siskiyan dabata raha. Thodi der baad maine mehsoos kiya ki bistar halka sa hil gaya. Noor dheere se mere paas aayi, uska badan bistar par sarka, aur wo meri peeth se chipak gayi. Uske haath meri kamar par rakhe hue the, ungliyan meri kameez ke neeche meri khaal ko chhoo rahi thi. Uski garam saansein meri gardan par lag rahi thi, jaise koi dheemi si aag jal rahi ho. “Rizwan ke abbu?” usne dheeme se pukara, apni awaaz mein ek ajeeb si narmee bharte hue. Main chup raha, aankhein band rakhi, sone ka natak jari rakha. Usne apna haath meri kamar se dheere se upar sarkaya, meri chhati par rakha, aur phir apne honth meri gardan par rakh diye. Uske komal honth meri khaal par dheere-dheere ragad rahe the, ek chhota sa chumban chhodte hue. Main ab bhi chup raha, par mera lund pant ke andar ekdum tight ho gaya, kyunki mere dimaag mein wohi tasveer thi—Noor ke yeh honth Hira ke lund ko chus rahe the, uske muh se daaru ki mehak nikal rahi thi, aur uski zubaan mujhe chutiya bol rahi thi.

Aakhir maine palat liya, uski noorani aankhon mein dekha, aur uske chehre ke kareeb gaya. Humare honth mile, uski saansein meri saanson se takra rahi thi. Uske honthon ka swaad mujhe pagal kar raha tha, kyunki main soch raha tha ki yeh wahi honth hain jo Hira ke saath madhoshi mein doob chuke the. Kiss ke beech Noor ne dheeme se kaha, “Rizwan ke abbu, aap itne udaas kyun hain? Aapki khushi ke liye main… main tumhara woh pakad leti hoon, bas aap muskura do.” Main hairaan reh gaya—meri bibi, jo Hira ke lund ko lollipop ki tarah chus chuki thi, ab mujhe khush karne ke liye yeh bol rahi thi. Dil mein ek gandi si lazzat chha gayi, jaise koi haram ka nasha chadh raha ho. Maine usse ghoor kar dekha, uske chehre par ek ajeeb si jhijhak thi, par uski aankhon mein thodi si narmee bhi. “Sacchi, Noor?” maine dheeme se poochha, apni awaaz mein thodi si bechaini bharte hue. Usne sar hila diya, aur ek chhoti si muskurahat ke saath boli, “Haan, Rizwan ke abbu, aapke liye.” Main aur bardasht nahi kar paya. Maine jaldi se apna pyjama aur chaddi neeche kheench di, mera lund already kadak tha, ekdum taiyaar. Noor ne ek pal ke liye mujhe ghoora, uske chehre par thodi si ghabrahat aayi, par phir usne apna komal haath aage badhaya. Uski ungliyan dheere se mere lund ko chhui, phir unhone usse pakad liya, aur dheeme-dheeme sehlaana shuru kiya. Uske haath ki garmi, uski ungliyon ka dabav, mujhe pagal kar raha tha. Main uske haath ko dekhta raha, sochta raha ki yeh wahi haath hai jo Hira ke mota lund sehla chuka tha, aur bas yeh khayal hi kaafi tha. 15-20 second bhi nahi guzre the ki mera lund jhatke ke saath jhad gaya, ek chhoti si siski mere muh se nikli, aur mera maal uske haath par bikhra pada. Noor ne mujhe ghoor kar dekha, uske chehre par hairaani aur thodi si majak ka bhaav tha, jaise wo soch rahi ho ki main itni jaldi kyun khatam ho gaya. Main sharminda sa bistar par let gaya, saansein tezi se chal rahi thi, par andar ek ganda sukoon tha—meri Noor, jo Hira ki maal ban chuki thi, ne mujhe chhua tha, bhale hi yeh ek chhota sa pal tha. Main apne cuckpan ke nashe mein doob gaya, uski ungliyon par laga mera maal dekhta raha.

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Main Noor ke haath par apna maal dekhkar sharminda sa bistar par let gaya, aankhein band kar li aur sone ka natak shuru kar diya. Usne dheere se apna haath saaf kiya, bistar se utri, aur chupke se kapde theek karte hue kamre mein idhar-udhar dekha, jaise yakeen karna chahti ho ki main so raha hoon. Main chup raha, aankhein thodi si kholkar usse dekhta raha, par palatne ki himmat nahi hui. Dil mein uske honthon aur Hira ke lund ka khayal abhi bhi ghoom raha tha, ek gandi si khushi meri rooh mein phail rahi thi. Kareeb adha ghanta guzar gaya, Noor bistar ke paas khadi hui, phir dheere se kamre ka darwaza khola aur baahar chali gayi. Maine aankhein kholi, ek thandi si muskurahat mere chehre par aayi, aur main dheere se bistar se utra. Main janta tha ki wo Hira ke saath koi ganda khel khelne ja rahi hai. Maine apne pairon ke panje zameen par dheere se rakhe, awaaz na ho iska dhyan rakhte hue, aur uske peeche chupke se chat ki taraf badha.

Chat par Noor ek kone mein baithi thi, uska phone uske haath mein tha, aur screen ki roshni uske chehre par chamak rahi thi, raat ke andhere mein ek chhota sa noorani daira banaye hue. Thandi hawa chal rahi thi, uski salwar kameez ka dupatta dheere se hil raha tha, aur uske baal hawa mein thoda sa bikhre hue the. Maine chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar jhaanka—wo Hira ke saath video call par thi, dono ki awaazein masti aur josh se bhari hui thi. “Hira, tu kitna besharam hai,” Noor ne hanskar kaha, uski awaaz mein ek sharmili si masti thi. “Agli baar jab milein, kya kya karega meri laal saree mein?” Hira ne ek gandi si hansi di, uski awaaz phone ke speaker se chat ke sannate mein goonj rahi thi. “Arre, meri rani, tujhe us laal saree mein pehle main apne haathon se sajhaunga, phir ek ek inch tera badan chumunga. Teri kamar pakadke tujhe apni godi mein bithaunga, aur woh lace wali panty… usse toh main daanton se kheenchkar utarunga,” usne kaha, apni zubaan chabate hue. Noor ne ek zor ki hansi di, uska chehra sharam se laal ho gaya, par usne apne baal ek taraf karke kaha, “Tauba tauba, Hira! Itna ganda sochta hai tu? Par… thodi si masti toh banta hai.” Hira ne phir se hasa, “Masti? Main toh tujhe OYO ke bistar par nanga karke aisi chudai karunga ki tu subah tak siskiyan bhari jayegi. Aur sun, agli baar main tujhe ek chhoti si skirt pehnake le jaunga, niche kuch nahi, bas mera lund tera intezaar karega.” Noor ne apni ungli honthon par rakhi, ek chhoti si siski nikali, aur boli, “Hira, tu na… bilkul kameena hai, lekin yeh baatein… acha lagta hai.” Usne apna dupatta thoda sa sarkaya, uske kandhe nange dikh rahe the, aur uski aankhein screen par tiki hui thi, jaise Hira ki har baat uske badan mein aag laga rahi ho.

Hira ne baat aage badhayi, “Aur sun, meri jaan, main tujhe ek baar shower ke neeche le jaunga, paani ke saath tera badan geela karke tujhe deewar se lagake… samjhi na?” Noor ne sharmate hue kaha, “Bas bas, Hira! Koi sun lega yahan chat par! Mera sauhar so raha hai, par tu toh hadd karta hai.” Hira ne ek zor ka thahaka lagaya, “Woh bhadwa kya samjhega? Tera yeh jism ab mera hai, Noor. Kal raat ka mazaa yaad hai? Agli baar main tera muh aur bhi zyada bharunga.” Noor ne ek masti bhari hansi di, “Hira, tu kitna ganda bolta hai, par… thik hai, agli baar dekhenge kitna dum hai tere mein.” Dono ke chehron par khushi thi, jaise yeh gandi baatein unke liye ek khel ho. Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar sun raha tha, mera lund pant ke andar ekdum kadak ho gaya. Unki yeh masti bhari baatein, Noor ki sharmili hansi, aur Hira ka kameenapan—sab kuch mere dil mein ek ganda toofan utha raha tha. Maine apna haath pant ke andar dala, apne lund ko dheere se sehlaana shuru kiya, har shabd ka maza lete hue.
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Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar Noor aur Hira ki gandi baatein sun raha tha, mera lund pant ke andar kadak hua pada tha, haath sehlaate hue. Video call ab aur garam ho rahi thi, Hira ki awaaz mein ek kameena sa josh badh gaya. “Noor, meri jaan, zara apna jism dikha na,” usne kaha, apni zubaan chabaate hue. Noor ne pehle hichkichaya, ek chhoti si hansi ke saath boli, “Hira, tu bhi na, yahan chat par? Koi dekh lega!” Hira ne ek gandi si hansi di, “Arre, raat ka andhera hai, tera bhadwa sauhar so raha hai. Bas thodi si jhalak de de, mera lund tujhe dekhne ko taras raha hai.” Noor ne apne honthon par ungli rakhi, sharmaate hue idhar-udhar dekha, phir dheere se apni salwar kameez ka dupatta sarkaya. Usne apni kameez thodi si upar uthayi, uski kamar aur pet ki chamak phone ki roshni mein dikh rahi thi. Hira ne ek siski bhari, “Wah, meri rani, ab zara aur upar… tera woh dikha na.” Noor ne phir sharmili hansi di, “Hira, tu kitna besharam hai!” par usne dheere se kameez aur upar kheench li, uski bra ke neeche ka hissa dikhne laga. Hira ne zor se kaha, “Bas, Noor, abhi nanga kar do mujhe! Agli baar main tujhe poora nanga karke apne lund se khelunga.” Noor ne ek masti bhari hansi di, “Thik hai, kameena, agli baar dekh lenge tera khel,” aur apni kameez neeche kar li, par uska chehra abhi bhi sharam aur masti se laal tha.

Main wahan chhupkar yeh sab dekhta raha, mera haath pant ke andar tezi se chal raha tha. Noor ka woh jism, Hira ki gandi baatein, aur unki yeh besharmi—sab kuch mere cuckpan ke nashe ko charam par le gaya. Bas kuch hi palon mein mera lund jhatke ke saath jhad gaya, ek dheemi si siski mere muh se nikli, aur main chat ke darwaze par tik kar sambhala. Mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha, par main chupke se wapas kamre ki taraf bhaaga, dar ke maare ki koi dekh na le. Kamre mein bistar par let gaya, par neend kahan aane wali thi? Meri aankhon ke saamne Noor ka nanga pet, uski sharmili hansi, aur Hira ka kameena lund ghoom raha tha. Main bistar par karwatein badalta raha, mera lund abhi bhi thodi si akad ke saath tha, gandi khushi mein dooba hua.

Kareeb adha ghanta baad kamre ka darwaza dheere se khula, Noor andar aayi. Usne socha main so raha hoon, par maine aankhein thodi si kholkar usse dekha. Wo almari ke paas gayi, us shopping bag ko nikala jo usne aur Hira ne kal kharida tha. Usne bag se woh laal saree nikali, usse haathon mein pakadkar dekha, aur ek dheemi si hansi ke saath boli, “Dulhan bana ke…” Uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si masti thi, jaise wo Hira ke saath apni agli mulakat ke sapne dekh rahi ho. Usne saree wapas bag mein rakhi, almari band ki, aur bistar par aakar mere paas let gayi. Uski saansein abhi bhi thodi tez thi, shayad Hira ki baaton ka nasha abhi utra nahi tha. Main chup raha, aankhein band rakhi, par mera lund phir se kadak ho gaya, uski yeh baat aur uske jism ka khayal mere dil mein aag laga raha tha. Noor dheere se meri taraf mudkar so gayi, uska haath meri kamar par rakh gaya. Main bhi aankhein band karke sone ki koshish ki, par mera lund abhi bhi tight tha, aur main apne cuckpan ke gande sukoon mein doobkar ek ajeeb si neend mein chala gaya.

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Agli subah main office mein baitha tha, files ke dher ke beech dimaag kal raat ke manzar mein uljha hua tha—Noor ka nanga pet chat par, uski “dulhan bana ke” wali hansi, aur Hira ki gandi baatein. Mera lund pant ke andar thodi si akad ke saath tha, par main kaam mein dhyan lagane ki nakam koshish kar raha tha. Tabhi mera phone baja—Hira ka call tha. Maine jaldi se uthaya, dil mein ek gandi si uttejana jag gayi. “Arre, bhadwa, kya haal hai?” Hira ne apni kameeni hansi ke saath shuru kiya. “Sun, ek kaam kar. Teri Noor ko bol uski chut shave kare. Main bola toh wo darr rahi hai, bolti hai ‘Hira, mujhe sharam aati hai, aur agar Rizwan ke abbu ko pata chal gaya toh?’ Tu usse samjha, bhadwa, warna main kaise maza loonga?” Uske shabd mere kaanon mein teer ki tarah lage, par mera lund ekdum kadak ho gaya. Main apne cuckpan ke nashe mein doob gaya, yeh sochkar ki main Hira ke liye Noor ko tayyar karunga. “Thik hai, Hira, main baat kar lunga. Tu fikar na kar,” maine jaldi se kaha. Hira ne ek zor ka thahaka lagaya, “Shabash, bhadwa! Teri biwi ka jism mera hai, aur tu mera kaam asaan kar raha hai.” Usne phone kaat diya, aur main office ki chair par baitha raha, dimaag mein Noor ke nange jism aur Hira ke lund ke khayal ghoomte rahe, ek ganda sukoon dil mein phail gaya.

Raat ko ghar wapas aaya, khana khaane ke baad main aur Noor bedroom mein lete hue the. Wo apne phone mein kuch dekh rahi thi, uska chehra thoda sa shant tha, par uski aankhon mein ek chhupi si masti thi, jaise Hira ke saath apne haram ke khayalon mein khoyi ho. Wo chhupane ki koshish kar rahi hai, jaise mujhe kuch pata nahi—aur yeh soch mere lund ko aur tight kar rahi thi. Maine almari se ek magazine nikali, jo maine dukaan se kharidi thi is plan ke liye, jismein fashion aur grooming ke articles the, aur Noor ke paas baith gaya. “Noor, yeh dekha tune?” maine magazine kholte hue kaha, ek page par shaving ke bare mein article dikhaya. “Aajkal toh yeh sab karte hain, acha lagta hai, hygiene ke liye bhi thik hai.” Noor ne mujhe ek ajeeb si nazar se dekha, phir ek dheemi si hansi di. “Rizwan ke abbu, aap bhi na, kya kya sochne lage?” usne kaha, par uski awaaz mein ek chhupa hua josh tha, jaise wo kisi aur ke liye yeh soch rahi ho. Maine thodi si himmat juta kar kaha, “Noor, sach mein, tu try karke dekh na… main toh bas tera acha chahta hoon.” Usne magazine ki taraf dekha, phir mujhe ek sly si muskurahat di, aankhein thodi si sikod kar boli, “Achha, Rizwan ke abbu, aap itna keh rahe hain toh thik hai. Main try kar lungi.” Uske yeh shabd sunke mera dil zor se dhadka. Usne apni aankhein jhuka li, ek sharmili si hansi di, aur dheeme se kaha, “Kal karungi, thik hai?” Mera lund pant ke andar ekdum phatne ko tayyar tha, Noor ki yeh kamini khushi aur Hira ke plan mein meri madad ka khayal mujhe pagal kar raha tha. Maine chupke se muskura diya, magazine band kiya, aur sochne laga ki jab Hira Noor ki chikni chut dekhega, toh kya karega.

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Chapter - 17

Raat ko Noor ke “kal karungi” bolne ke baad main bistar par leta tha, dil mein ek ajeeb si khusi thi. Noor aur Hira ka yeh “chikni chut milan” mere dimaag mein ek special tamasha ban chuka tha, jaise koi jashn hone wala ho. Main sochne laga ki yeh milan khaas kaise banega—koi OYO ka kamra, koi naya kapda, ya koi ganda khel? Par yeh sochte-sochte meri aankhein band ho gayi, aur main Hira ke lund aur Noor ke nange jism ke sapnon mein doobkar so gaya. Subah office jate waqt bhi mera dimaag isi khayal mein uljha raha, aur maine faisla kiya ki Hira se baat karni padegi. Lunch break mein maine usse phone lagaya, dil mein wahi gandi uttejana thi. “Arre, bhadwa, itni jaldi call kiya?” Hira ne apni kameeni hansi ke saath shuru kiya. Maine seedhe baat par aate hue kaha, “Hira, ek idea hai. Tu roz raat ko chat par Noor se mil sakta hai. Ammi-abbu ghar mein hote hain, par chat safe hai, aur main khud neeche khada hokar guarding karunga.” Hira ne ek thandi si hansi di, “Bhadwa, tu kitna wafadar hai, par chat par kya? Wahan na jagah hai comfortable hone ki, na bistar. Main apni rani ko aise thodi na chodunga, khade-khade?” Uske shabd mujhe chubhe, par mera lund pant ke andar tight ho gaya, sochkar ki Hira kitna besharam hai.

Maine jaldi se kaha, “Hira, main koi tareeka dhoondh lunga, tu fikar na kar. Waise, kuch special karna hai kya? Noor ne ab tak chut shave kar li hogi, na?” Hira ne ek zor ka thahaka lagaya, aur bola, “Arre, bhadwa, teri biwi toh ekdum fast hai! Usne kal raat hi apni chikni chut ki photo bhej di thi.

Kya cheez lag rahi hai, bilkul nangi, chikni, jaise mera lund uske liye bani ho!” Yeh sunke mera dil zor se dhadka, ek taraf hairaani ki Noor ne itni jaldi Hira ko photo bhej di, aur doosri taraf ganda sukoon ki meri biwi uske liye itni taiyar hai. Maine phir poochha, “Toh, Hira, kuch special plan hai kya is milan ke liye?” Hira ne thodi der socha, phir kaha, “Main soch raha hoon, usse kahin ghumane le jaun. Ek resort ya hotel book karun, wahan poora din uske saath maze karun, uski chikni chut ka poora swad loon.” Uske shabd mere dimaag mein ek gandi tasveer bana rahe the, par maine dheeme se kaha, “Hira, yeh thoda mushkil hai. Ammi-abbu ke hote hue Noor ko itni der ke liye bahar bhejna asaan nahi. Koi aur tareeka soch.” Hira ne ek gandi si gaali di, “Thik hai, bhadwa, tu apne ammi-abbu ka bandobast kar, aur main apni rani ka. Chat par hi kuch karna padega, par tu jagah ka intezaam kar.” Maine sar hilaya, jaise phone par bhi wo mujhe dekh sakta ho, aur sochne laga ki kaise yeh milan special banega. Mera lund abhi bhi tight tha.
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Shaam ko main ghar pahuncha, darwaze par hi chai aur nashte ki khushboo ne mujhe khushi se bhar diya. Noor ne dining table par chai ke pyale aur garma-garam pakode rakhe hue the, uska chehra shant tha, jaise kuch badala hi na ho. Main, ammi, aur abbu table par baithe, pakode khaate hue thodi si ghar-pariwar ki baatein ki. Ammi bol rahi thi, “Imran, beta, apni khala ko phone kar lena, unki tabiyat theek nahi hai.” Abbu ne chai ka sip lete hue kaha, “Haan, aur yeh ghar ka saman bhi khatam ho raha hai, kal bazaar se le aana.” Maine sar hilaya, par mera dimaag kahin aur tha—chat par, jahan Noor aur Hira ka “chikni chut milan” hone wala tha. Noor ne chai ka pyala mere haath mein dete hue ek chhoti si muskurahat di, aur maine socha, yeh ladki kitni chhupati hai, mujhe kuch pata hi nahi aur main uske ashiq ke liye plan bana raha hoon. Baaton-baaton mein waqt guzar gaya, aur nashta khatam karte hi maine kaha, “Main zara chat par jaakar dekhta hoon, hawa thodi khuli hai.” Ammi ne kaha, “Haan, thik hai, par jaldi wapas aa jana.”

Chat par pahunchkar maine charon taraf dekha—nanga aasman, thandi hawa, aur bas ek purana plastic ka chair aur diwar ka sahara. Hira sahi bol raha tha, yahan na bistar tha, na koi comfortable jagah. Main hans pada, sochkar ki main kitna acha cuck hoon—apni bibi ke ashiq ke sukoon ka bhi itna khayal rakhta hoon. Par yeh khali chat Noor aur Hira ke milan ke liye kaafi nahi thi. Maine diwar ke paas khada hokar sochna shuru kiya, aur tabhi ek shaitani idea mere dimaag mein aaya. Kya hoga agar main yahan ek chhota sa “love nest” bana doon? Maine socha, main ek purana folding mattress, jo store room mein pada tha, chat par chhupa sakta hoon, ek badi si chadar se dhak kar, taaki ammi-abbu ko shak na ho. Aur ek plastic ka tarpaulin bhi lagaya ja sakta hai, ek kone mein, jisse hawa aur nazaron se bacha ja sake. Yeh sab main “chat ki safai” ke bahane kar sakta hoon, aur Hira ko bol doonga ki yeh unke liye hai, bina Noor ko yeh pata chale ki main janta hoon. Yeh sochkar main aur hans pada—kitna kameena plan hai, aur kitna maza aayega jab Hira apni rani ko is “love nest” mein leke maze karega, aur main neeche khada hokar unki hifazat karunga! Mera lund pant ke andar tight ho gaya, yeh ganda sukoon aur apne cuckpan ka nasha mujhe ek aur raat Noor ke haram ke sapnon mein doobne ke liye kheench raha tha.

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Shaam ko main neeche storage room ki taraf badha, dil mein ek shaitani josh tha. Ammi kitchen mein Rizwan ke saath khel rahi thi, uski hansi andar se aa rahi thi, aur abbu kamre mein aaram kar rahe the, TV ki awaaz dheemi-dheemi goonj rahi thi. Noor bhi kitchen mein khana bana rahi thi, uski churiyon ki khanak aur chulhe ki siskari sunai de rahi thi. Maine mauka dekha aur jaldi se store room se purana folding mattress uthaya, ek badi si chadar ke saath usse dhak diya, aur chat ki taraf chupke se le gaya. Chat par pahunchkar maine mattress ko ek kone mein diwar ke peeche chhupa diya, upar se tarpaulin daal diya taaki koi shak na kare. Sab kuch itni chupke se kiya ki kisi ko bhanak bhi na padi. Phir maine phone nikal kar Hira ko message bheja: “Bhai, chat par mattress aur tarpaulin ka intezaam kar diya. Ab tu aur Noor aaram se maze kar sakte ho. Raat ko aa jana.” Hira ka reply turant aaya: “Shabash, bhadwa! Tu toh ekdum wafadar hai. Aaj raat teri rani ke saath yeh love nest try karunga. Tu dekhna, kya mazaa aayega!” Uske shabd padhkar mera lund pant ke andar tight ho gaya, aur ek gandi si khushi dil mein chha gayi. Hira ki shabashi ne mujhe apne cuckpan par fakr sa mehsoos karaya, jaise main koi bada kaam kar raha hoon.

Raat ko khana khaane ke baad main bistar par let gaya, aankhein band kar li aur sone ka natak shuru kar diya. Noor bhi mere paas leti thi, par uska phone uske haath mein tha, aur screen ki roshni uske chehre par chamak rahi thi. Main aankhein thodi si kholkar, ankh ke kone se usse dekhta raha—wo chupke se kisi se chat kar rahi thi, uski ungliyan tezi se chal rahi thi, aur kabhi-kabhi ek dheemi si muskurahat uske honthon par aati thi. Main samajh gaya, yeh Hira hi hoga. Do ghante tak main bistar par pada raha, dil mein bechaini aur uttejana ka toofan uth raha tha. Aakhirkaar Noor ne phone side mein rakha, dheere se bistar se utri, aur chupke se chat ki taraf chali gayi. Maine thodi der intezar kiya, phir uske peeche chupke se chat ke darwaze tak pahunch gaya, pairon ki awaaz na ho iska dhyan rakhte hue. Chat par Noor ek kone mein khadi thi, phone kaan se lagaye, thodi gusse mein bol rahi thi, “Hira, main bol rahi hoon, itna risk kyun? Agar kisi ne dekh liya toh? Rizwan ke abbu ya ammi-abbu jaag gaye toh?” Hira ki awaaz dheemi si aayi, “Arre, meri jaan, tu fikar na kar, main sab sambhal lunga.” Noor ne ek gandi si gaali di, phir dheeme se boli, “Thik hai, baba, jaldi aa.” Main samajh gaya, Hira usse mana raha tha, aur Noor maan gayi. Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhup gaya, andhere mein ekdum ghul sa gaya.

Das minute baad chat ka darwaza dheere se khula, Hira andar aaya. Noor ne pehle hi darwaza khula rakha tha, jaise uska intezar kar rahi ho. Hira seedha chat par pahuncha, aur jaise hi dono ki nazrein mili, dono ekdum jungli ho gaye. Hira ne Noor ko apni baahon mein kheench liya, uske honthon par apne honth rakh diye, aur dono ek doosre ko bhookhe sher ki tarah chumne lage. Noor ke haath Hira ke baalon mein the, aur Hira ka haath uski kamar se neeche sarkar uski gaand dabane laga. Noor ne ek dheemi si siski nikali, uska dupatta zameen par gir gaya, aur uski kameez thodi si upar uth gayi, uski chikni kamar chamak rahi thi. Main darwaze ke peeche chhupkar yeh sab dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar ekdum kadak ho gaya. Maine apna haath pant ke andar dala, dheere se sehlaana shuru kiya, har pal ka maza lete hue.

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Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar Noor aur Hira ko dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar ekdum kadak, haath sehlaate hue. Hira ne ek jhatke se Noor ko apni godi mein utha liya, uske honthon par apne honth rakh diye, aur dono ek doosre ko bhookhe janwaron ki tarah chumne lage. Noor ke haath Hira ke kandhon par the, uski ungliyan uski shirt mein gad rahi thi, aur Hira ne uski kamar ko zor se pakda hua tha, jaise usse kabhi chhodna hi na chahta ho. Unki saansein ek doosre se takra rahi thi, awaaz chat ke andhere mein goonj rahi thi, aur dono itna gehra chum rahe the ki jaise oxygen khatam ho jayega. Aakhirkaar, jab dono ki saansein phool gayi, Hira ne Noor ko dheere se side mein utara, uske pair zameen par tikte hi uska dupatta phir se gir gaya, uski chikni kamar abhi bhi roshni mein chamak rahi thi.

Hira ne ek kameeni si muskurahat ke saath Noor ko dekha aur kaha, “Kya baat hai, meri rani, kitni hawasi hai tu!” Noor ne sharmate hue apni aankhein jhuka li, ek dheemi si muskurahat uske honthon par aayi, aur usne dheere se kaha, “Hira, tu bhi na, bas shuruaat tu karta hai.” Hira ne ek zor ki hansi di, phir uske kareeb gaya, uske baal ek taraf kiye, aur kaha, “Noor, aaj tere liye ek surprise hai.” Noor ki aankhein chamak uthi, usne utsaah se poochha, “Kya hai, Hira? Koi gift?” Hira ne ek shaitani hasi di, phir usne diwar ke paas jakar tarpaulin uthaya, jahan maine folding mattress chupa tha. Noor ke chehre par hairaani chha gayi, usne kaha, “Yeh… yeh toh store room ka mattress hai! Chat par kaise aaya?” Hira ne jhooth bolte hue kaha, “Arre, sahab ne kaha tha yahan rakh do, shayad chat ki safai ke liye.” Noor ne sar hila diya, thodi si shanka uski aankhon mein thi, par usne kuch nahi kaha.

Hira ne mattress ko kholna shuru kiya, Noor ne bhi haath badhaya aur chadar ko seedha karte hue uski madad ki. Jab mattress poora khul gaya, Hira us par baith gaya, aur Noor ne dekhte hue kaha, “Hira, yeh toh bahut purana hai, kahin tut na jaye!” Hira ne ek gandi si hansi di, “Arre, meri jaan, tujhe fikar hai? To phir dheere se karenge.” Main darwaze ke peeche chhupkar yeh sab sun raha tha, Noor ki yeh baat mere dil mein teer ki tarah lagi—unki chudai itni khatarnaak hogi ki yeh purana mattress bhi shayad na jhel paye! Mera lund pant ke andar aur tight ho gaya, maine tezi se sehlaana shuru kiya.

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Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar Noor aur Hira ko dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar kadak, haath dheere se sehlaata hua. Hira aur Noor ne folding mattress khol diya tha, chadar seedhi karte hue dono ek doosre se masti mein baatein kar rahe the. Noor ne mattress ko gaur se dekha, uske chehre par ek naak-bhau sikan aayi, aur usne kaha, “Hira, yeh folding toh bilkul ganda hai! Dhool se bhara hua hai, is par kaise baithun?” Hira ne ek kameeni muskurahat ke saath uski taraf dekha, uske kareeb aaya, aur dheeme se kaha, “Arre, meri rani, gande kaam ke liye ganda bed bhi chahiye, hai na?” Usne apni aankh maari, aur Noor ke chehre par ek sharmili hansi chha gayi. Usne Hira ke haath par dheere se chanta maara aur boli, “Tu bhi na, kitna besharam hai!”

Par Noor abhi bhi mattress par baithne ko tayyar nahi thi. Usne haath jodkar kaha, “Hira, sach mein, yeh dhool wala nahi chalega. Kuch toh kar!” Hira ne ek shaitani si hasi di, phir bola, “Thik hai, meri jaan, apna dupatta de de, usse chadar banate hain.” Noor ne idhar-udhar dekha, uska dupatta thodi door zameen par pada tha, jo pehle chumma-chati ke waqt  gir gaya tha. Usne jhukkar usse uthaya, Hira ko diya, aur kaha, “Le, par yeh chhota hai, kaam nahi aayega.” Hira ne dupatta mattress par bichhaya, par yeh sach mein chhota tha, bas aadha hissa hi dhak paya. Hira ne apne daant dikhate hue ek kameena sa smile diya aur bola, “Noor, ab toh teri kurti hi deni padegi, warna kahan baithenge hum?” Noor ne ek zor ka thahaka lagaya, uska hasna chat ke andhere mein goonj gaya. “Kitna bada harami hai tu, Hira!” usne kaha, par uski aankhein masti se chamak rahi thi. Thodi si hichak ke baad usne apni kurti dheere se utari, uske haath thodi si kaanp rahe the, aur usne kurti Hira ke haath mein thama di, ab wo sirf bra aur pyjama mein khadi thi, roshni mein uska jism chamak raha tha.

Hira ne kurti aur dupatta dono ko mila kar mattress par bichha diya, ek makeshift bed banate hue, aur Noor ko dekhkar bola, “Ab yeh perfect hai, meri rani, aa baith.” Noor ne ek sharmili si muskurahat ke saath sar jhukaya, par usne Hira ke haath pakda aur dheere se mattress par baith gayi, uske pair abhi bhi thodi si hawa mein latak rahe the. Main darwaze ke peeche chhupkar yeh sab dekhta raha.

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Chapter - 18


Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar, andhere mein ghula hua, Noor aur Hira ko dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar ekdum kadak, haath tezi se sehlaata hua. Noor jugadu bed par baithi thi, sirf bra aur pyjama mein, uska jism roshni mein chamak raha tha, uski kamar ki gori chamdi ekdum makhmali, jaise koi haram ka khazana. Hira uske kareeb, uski kamar par haath rakhe, ek kameeni muskurahat ke saath usse chhed raha tha. Unka ganda khel ab poore josh mein tha, chat ke sannate mein unki masti bhari siskiyan goonj rahi thi. Hira ne Noor ke kaan ke paas apna chehra le jaya, dheeme se kaha, “Meri rani, zara apni wo dikha na, main toh bas uske liye mara ja raha hoon.” Usne apni aankh maari, uski awaaz ek gandi si masti se bhari thi. Noor ne ek tez siski nikali, sharmate hue apne haath se chehra chhupaya, aur boli, “Hira, tu kitna harami hai! Aise kaise bolta hai? Nahi dikhati, kameena!” Usne apne pair band kar liye, par uski aankhein masti se chamak rahi thi, jaise wo is khel ka poora maza le rahi ho.

Hira ne zor se hansi di, uska haath Noor ke kandhe par gaya, aur usne usse dheere se kheenchkar kaha, “Arre, meri jaan, itna sharma kyun rahi hai? Tujhe toh pata hai, yeh sab maine tere liye hi intezaam kiya hai. Bas ek jhalak, phir dekh kaise tujhe rani banaunga iss gande bed par.” Noor ne sharmili muskurahat di, apne honth kaat liye, aur ek gandi si awaaz mein kaha, “Achha, thik hai, dekh lo, par bas dekhna, kameena!” Usne apne pair thoda sa khole, pyjama abhi pehne hue, aur uski yeh shaitani masti Hira ke chehre par ek badi si hasi laayi. Hira ne uske kareeb apna chehra jhukaya, jaise koi toffee ka wrapper dekh raha ho, aur bola, “Wah, meri rani, yeh toh bilkul komal hai, ab toh main tera poora deewana ho gaya!” Noor ne chhoti si hansi ke saath uske sir par dheere se chanta maara, boli, “Bas, Hira, ab hadd mat kar, warna main wapas chali jaungi!” Par uska hasna aur Hira ka kameenapan ek ganda josh jaga raha tha, jaise chat par koi haram ka tamasha chal raha ho.

Meri nazar un par tiki thi, par kabhi idhar-udhar bhi jati, yeh dekhne ke liye ki koi unhe na pakad le. Dil dhadak raha tha, cuckpan ka nasha meri rooh mein sama raha tha. Tabhi Noor ki hasne ki awaaz kaanon mein padi, ek aisi hansi jo maine pehle kabhi na suni thi, gandi aur sharmili ka mishran. Maine dhyan us taraf lagaya. Meri Noor aur uska ashiq masti mein baatein kar rahe the, Noor has-has kar jawab de rahi thi. Hira ne uski kamar sehlate hue kaha, “Baby, teri yeh chikni chut toh bilkul mithai jaisi hai.” Noor ne halki si hansi di, sharmate hue boli, “Hat, pagle, tu bhi na!” Hira ne apna haath uske pyjama ke kinaare par phiraya, jaise koi haram ka khazana kholne ki koshish kar raha ho, aur dheere se uske gale par ek ganda sa chumma liya. Noor ne ek siski nikali, aisi awaaz jo meri bibi ke muh se pehle kabhi na aayi thi, ek ganda josh aur masti ka toofan. Uske haath Hira ke baalon mein gaye, aur wo uski is shaitani mein poora sath de rahi thi, jaise yeh haram ka khel uske liye zindagi ka nasha ban gaya ho. Main apne lund ko masalta raha, har siski meri rooh mein teer ki tarah chubh rahi thi.

Hira Noor ko beinteha chumta raha, uske gale se kandhe tak, uski kamar par haath neeche sarkate hue, jaise koi bhookha shikari apne shikar ka maza le raha ho. Noor ne kuch pal baad use dheere se dhakka diya, thoda door kiya. Uski saansein tezi se chal rahi thi, wo hanf rahi thi, aur usne us kameene ki chhati par mukka maar kar kaha, “Janwar kahin ka!” Dono zor se hasne lage, unki hansi chat ke andhere mein goonj rahi thi, ek aisa tamasha jo mere cuckpan ke liye ek ganda sukoon tha. Noor ke sharir par sirf bra thi, uski kurti aur dupatta bedsheet ka kaam kar rahe the, aur baki kapde zameen par bikhre pade the. Mera dil haule-haule dhadak raha tha, par usme ek gazab ki khumari thi. Raat ki thandi hawa mein main ek premi jodi ko dekh raha tha, unka yeh haram ka khel mere liye ek nasha tha.

Tabhi Hira ki awaaz kaanon mein aayi, “Baby, mujhe bhukh lagi hai.” Noor ne chehak kar jawab diya, “Chalo, neeche raat ka khana bacha hua hai.” Hira ne kameeni hansi di, “Nahi, baby, mujhe teri us cheez ki bhukh hai.” Noor ki halki awaaz mein ek sawaal aaya, “Kya…?” Hira ne apne daant dikhate hue bola, “Teri chut ki bhukh hai, meri jaan.” Noor ne bade adaa se jawab diya, “Babu, mauka toh diya hai, tu hi der kar raha hai, kha na jee bhar ke!” Yeh sun main khud ko rok na saka, mera lund phir paani ugalne laga, saansein tezi se chali, aur mere saamne Hira ne Noor ke pairon ko thoda sa failaya, apna chehra uske kareeb le jaya, jaise koi bhookha aadmi mithai ke tukde ke liye taras raha ho. Noor ke muh se ek tez siski nikli, “Umm, hai re… aaaaah,”.