Misc. Erotica Nisha ki Life : Puraana Mohalla

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                           Nisha ki Life : Puraana Mohalla


Bahot dino baad soch raha hoon kuch likhoon... Kuch adhure kisse pure karu.. Woh puraani kahani ... Ki fir se shuruwat karu.. Ek nayi shuruvat .. Pata nahi 2019 mein likhi apni story "Nisha ki Life : ek chote seher mein" jaisi story fir likh bhi paaunga yaa nahi lekin ek koshish jarur karna chahunga.... Aur agar support mile pehle jaisa toh shayad likh bhi jaau ....
Khair, story shuru karte hai:

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Mohalle Ki Jhalak 

Yeh story hai Nisha Chowdhary ki, jo ab 27 saal ki behad khoobsurat aurat hai. Aur filhaal primary college mein teacher ki job kar rahi hai. Padhai likhai mein toh khair Nisha bahot hi average thi, iski wajah kuch hadh tak uske gharwale aur rishtedaar bhi the. Jo bachpan se uske dimaag mein yeh baat feed karaate rahe ki woh itni sundar hai, usse padhai likhaayi ki kya zaroorat? Usse toh koi Ameer yaa NRI yunhi mil jaayega. Lekin kismat ne uska rishta puraani Dilli ke Chowdhary Halwai ke yahaan, Sunny ke saath karwa diya.
Nisha ka sasural puraani Dilli ke Puraane Mohalle ka rahvaasi hai. Ek aisa mohalla jahan purani haveliyan aur tang galiyan ek doosre se lipati hui hain. Subah ki azaan ke saath chahal-pahal shuru ho jaati hai, aur shaam ko galiyon mein bachchon ki kilkaariyan aur bade-buzurgon ki chaupal jamti hai. Har ghar ki khabar doosre ghar tak palak jhapakte pahunch jaati hai, aur mohalle ka har kona ek kahani kehta hai.

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Parivaar Aur Rishtey
Nisha ke parivaar se parichay kar lete hain:

• Nisha ka Pati - Sunny: 30 saal ka smart aur handsome jawaan mard. Jo bachpan se hi dil-o-dil Nisha se pyar karta tha. Nisha ki ek jhalak ke liye ghanto sadak pe intzaar karta tha, apni dukaan par baitha bas uska rasta takta rehta. Uska pyar itna gehra tha ki usne apne sapne, apni zindagi Nisha ke naam kar di thi.
  Nisha bhi kahin na kahin uske dil ka haal bachpan se jaanti thi isliye woh bhi kabhi kabar usse "ghaas daal deti" thi aur kapde sukhaane ke bahaane chat pe aajati thi aur usse cricket khelte hue nihaarti thi. Kissi din agar dono ki nazrein mil jaaye aur Nisha muskura de toh Sunny ka toh din hi ban jaata tha. Woh poora din us muskurahat ke nashe mein rehta.
  "Chutiye Sunny" mein itni himmat toh thi nahi ki apni dil ki baat Nisha se kar paaye. Bas "lavdu" bachpan se hi "hello-hi" kiye jaa raha tha aur akhirkaar maa baap ne pehal kar ke Nisha ka hath maanga apne nakaare bete ke liye. Chowdhary halwai ka acha khasa rutba tha toh Nisha ke  gharwalo ne bhi haan kar di.  Itna bada "chutiya" tha Sunny ki, us "lavdu" ne apni engineering ki admission chhod ke Nisha ke B.Com college mein daakhla le liya tha . Uski soch thi ki kam se kam woh uske kareeb toh rahega. 
  Sunny ki harkatein dekh uske pitaji ko bhi pata chal gaya tha yeh "nakaara" hai lekin tha toh unhi ka khoon isliye unhone apni halwai dukaan se kamayi hui saari jami punji laga ke Sunny ke liye ek hardware ki dukaan khol di aur Nisha jaisi sundar sanskaari ladki se uski shaadi bhi karwa di, jisse woh bachpan se pyar karta tha. Baap ne Sunny ko naukri aur chokri thaal mein paros ke di thi. Lekin "naalayak Sunny" fir bhi din bhar awaragardi karta rehta aur bechara buddha baap hi do-do dukaane sambhal raha tha, apne bete ki khushi ke liye.
  
  
• Nisha ke Sasur - Chowdhary Halwai: Mohalle ki sabse purani aur mashhoor Chowdhary Sweets ke maalik. Unki mithaaiyon ka swaad door-door tak prasiddh hai, aur unka naam hi shuddhata aur parampara ka prateek hai. Unke chehre par hamesha ek santushti aur meethapan rehta hai, jaisa unki banayi barfiyon mein.
  
• Nisha ki Saas - Chowdharayan: Ek seedhi-saadi, '. mahila jo ghar aur parivaar ko bade pyar se sambhalti hain. Unki baaton mein gaon ki mitti ki khushboo aur maa ka mamta bhara pyar jhalakta hai. Woh ab Nisha ke liye ek maa jaisi hain, jo naye rishton ko jodti hain.
  
• Nisha ka Naalayak Chota Devar - Kallu Halwai:  umar 22 , Jo pichle 3 saal se "first year" ki pariksha  mein fail ho raha hai. Uski zindagi sirf cricket, gali mein doston ke saath gappe maarna aur apni bhabhi Nisha ko chidana tak seemit hai. Dukaan par baithne ke naam se hi uske pet mein dard shuru ho jaata hai, aur ab toh Chowdhary Halwai ne bhi usse zyaada umeed rakhna chhod diya hai.
  

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Mohalle Ke Anya Kridaar (Story mein aur bhi kirdaar aate jaate rahege )

• Nimmi - Nisha ki Hum-Umar aur Saheli: Dikhne mein bilkul sadhaaran aur bhaari bharkam mote sharir wali, lekin dimaag se bahut tez aur dosti nibhane wali. Nisha ki har baat sunne wali aur uski har mushkil mein uska saath dene wali. Unki dosti bachpan se hai, aur dono ek doosre ke raaz jaanti hain.
  
• Patwardhan Panwadi - Nimmi ke Pita: Jinki mohalle ke chourahe pe ek choti si, lekin hamesha chahal-pahal se bhari paan ki dukaan thi. Inhe pure mohalle ki khabar hoti thi, kyunki aksar awaara launde aur tharki mard unki dukaan pe aake gossip kiya karte the – idhar udhar ki, iske uske ghar ki. Toh maan lo yeh Panwadi Uncle jeete-jaagte encyclopedia hain, jinse koi bhi khabar chhupi nahi reh sakti. Unki nazar har aane-jaane wale par rehti hai, aur unke kaan har sargoshi ko pakad lete hain.
  

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Khair ab aate hain kahani ki mukhya kirdaar Nisha pe. Nisha itni khoobsurat thi ki uski khoobsurati ke charche aas-paas ke mohallo mein bhi the. Nisha behad khoobsurat thi – paune 6 foot ki height, kamar tak ke lambe kesh, hari aankhein, aur sabse jyada jaanleva the uske bhaari boobs. Halaanki Nisha hamesha dhaki-dhaki hi rehti thi, lekin laakh koshishon ke baawjood kahin na kahin se uska 34D size ke boobs ki wajah se cleavage dikh hi jaata. Jiski ek nazar paane ke liye awaara mardon ke dil mein humesha chaah rehti thi, aur unki bhooki nazrein uske har kadam ka peecha karti thi.

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Maujooda Din: Mohalle Ka Chouraha
Ab aate hain present day pe. Subah ke 7:30 baje hain. Nisha aur Nimmi mohalle ke chouraahe pe apni bus ka intzaar kar rahe hain, college jaane ke liye. Suraj ki pehli kiranen galiyon mein phail rahi hain, aur chai ki tapri se uthti khushboo hawa mein ghuli hui hai.
Ki tabhi wahaan chouraahe pe ek puraani phatphati  pe bagal wale mohalle ke chatte hue badmaash - Ajju aur Ballu aa jaate hain. Dono Panwadi ki dukaan pe khade hoke door se hi Nisha ko ghurne lagte hain. Unki aankhon mein gandi chamak saaf dikh rahi thi.
Ajju: "Haaye kyaa maal hai yeh, iski gadraayi gaand dekh ke mera khada ho jaata hai har baar..." aur woh besharmi se apni pant ke ubhaar ko dabaane laga Nisha ki ore dekh ke.
Ballu: "Haan bhai, aisa pataka pure ilaake mein nahi hai.... Gaand toh gaand iske gol gol mammey toh aise lagte hain ki kabhi kurta phaad ke bahar aa jaayenge...."
Panwadi Uncle, apni dukaan par baithe sab sunn rahe the aur mann hi mann sochte hain: "Saala, acha hai meri beti Nimmi Nisha jaisi sundar nahi, varna yeh haraami uskee baare mein bhi ant-sant sochte." Unke chehre par chinta ki lakeerein ubhar aayi.
Itne mein Nimmi ki nazar Ajju aur Rahim pe padti hai.
Nimmi: "Nisha, dekh woh dono lafange tujhe kaise ghur rahe hain...."
Nisha muh pher leti hai aur kehti hai: "Pata hai mujhe Nimmi, yeh toh ab roz ka hi ho gaya hai lekin kya hi karu main... ab apni jawani ko inki bhooki nazron se toh nahi bacha sakti naa..." Uske lehje mein thodi bechari aur thodi udaasi thi.
Nimmi: "Ek idea hai...."
Nisha: "Kya?"
Nimmi: "Tu Sunny se kyun nahi baat karti?"
Nisha hansi: "Hahahahahahahahahahaha, woh kya hi karlega?"
Nimmi: "Areeey, woh tera pati hai. Usse pata chalega ki tujhe gunde chhed rahe hain toh kuch naa kuch toh jarur karega.... Aur ek baat bata.. tum dono ke honeymoon ko toh 5 saal ho gaye, good news kab suna rahi ho??" Nimmi ki aankhon mein shaitani chamak thi.
Nisha sharma gayi: "Dhattt......"
Wahaan door khade Ajju aur Ballu ko Nisha ko yun hasna aur sharmaana ek alag hi signal de gaya. Unhein laga ki Nisha unki gandi harkatein dekh ke sharma gayi hai aur unhein unki harkaton se koi farak nahi pad raha. Unki himmat aur badh gayi.
Fir thodi der mein bus aa gayi aur Nisha aur Nimmo college chal diye. Yahaan Ajju aur Ballu toh saatvein aasmaan mein the – unhone din mein hi theke ki ore gaadi mod li aur apna kaam dhaam chhod ke peene baith gaye.

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                                                          Chapter 1






Bus apne raste par thi, puraani Saher ki tang galiyon se nikal kar ab thodi khuli sadkon par daud rahi thi. Nisha aur Nimmi ko pichli seat par baithne ki jagah mili, jahan se khidki ke bahar ka nazara saaf dikh raha tha. Mohalle ki garmi se nikal kar bus ke andar ki hawa thodi rahat de rahi thi, lekin Nisha ke mann mein abhi bhi Ajju aur Ballu  ki nazron ka bojh tha. Nimmi ne uska haath halka sa dabaya, jaise keh rahi ho, "Sab theek hai."
Bus mein zyada bheed nahi thi, kuch college ke bacche, kuch roz ke musafir aur do-teen buzurg. Mahol shant tha, bus ke engine ki halki awaaz aur sadak ke shor ke alawa kuch khaas nahi. Nisha ne apna bag apni god mein rakha aur khidki se bahar dekhne lagi. Uske lambe baal hawa mein halka-halka lehra rahe the.
Tabhi, bus ka conductor, Rakesh, jo ki kareeb 35-40 saal ka ek dubla-patla sa aadmi tha, Nisha ki taraf badha. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb si muskurahat thi, jo uski aankhon tak nahi pahunch rahi thi. Woh aksar isi route par rehta tha aur Nisha ko har roz college jaate-aate dekhta tha. Nisha ki khoobsurati uski aankhon mein bhi bas chuki thi.
Woh Nisha aur Nimmi ke paas aaya, ticket dene ke bahaane. "Arre madam, aap dono ka college yahi hai na? Roz isi bus mein dekhta hoon." Usne jaan-boojh kar apni awaaz mein thodi mithaas gholi.
Nisha ne bina uski taraf dekhe ticket ke paise aage badhaye. "Haan bhaiya," usne chote se jawab diya.
Rakesh ne paise liye, lekin ticket dene mein thodi der ki. Uski nazrein Nisha ke chehre se hoti hui uske gale ke paas thehri jahan uske kurta se halka sa cleavage nazar aa raha tha. Usne ek gehri saans li, jaise us khushboo ko andar samet raha ho jo Nisha se aa rahi thi.
"Madam, aapka college kaun sa hai?" Rakesh ne sawaal kiya, jabki use pata tha. Yeh bas baat badhane ka ek tareeka tha.
Nimmi ne turant jawab diya, "Primary college, bhaiya. Aapko pata toh hai hi." Nimmi ko uski niyat theek nahi lag rahi thi.
Rakesh halka sa muskuraya, "Arre waah, Primary college... wahin padhai hoti hai kya ya bas..." usne apni baat adhoori chhod di aur ek gandi si hansi hansa. Uski nazar ab bhi Nisha par thi. "Waise, aap jaisi auratein padhai mein kam, aur baaki cheezon mein zyada dhyan deti hain, hai na?" usne apni awaaz ko aur dheema kiya, jaise koi raaz bata raha ho.
Nisha ko uski baat se behad gussa aaya. Uska chehra laal ho gaya. Usne apni mutthi bheench li. "Aapka matlab kya hai?" usne thodi tez awaaz mein kaha.
Nimmi ne Nisha ka haath pakda aur use shant rehne ka ishara kiya. "Bhaiya, aap ticket dijiye na."
Rakesh ne jaise suna hi nahi. Usne ticket Nisha ke haath mein dene ke bajaye, uske haath par apni ungliyon se halka sa sparsh kiya. Nisha ko current sa laga aur usne jhatke se apna haath peeche kheench liya.
"Arre madam, itni bhi kya jaldi hai? Safar lamba hai... hum toh bas do pal ki meethi baatein kar rahe the," Rakesh ne besharmi se kaha aur ab uski aankhon mein ek alag hi chamak thi. "Waise, aapke baalon ki khushboo toh kamaal hai... lagta hai nayi shampoo use ki hai." Woh Nisha ke bilkul kareeb aa gaya tha, itna kareeb ki Nisha ko uski saanson ki garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Nisha ko ab darr lagne laga. Usne himmat karke kaha, "Aap apni jagah jaaiye bhaiya."
Rakesh ne halke se hansa. "Kya ho gaya madam? Itni jaldi bura maan gayi? Hum toh bas... tarif kar rahe the. Aap jaisi khoobsurat aurat ki tarif toh banti hai na." Usne apni ungliyon ko Nisha ke bag par halke se ragada, jo uske seene ke paas tha. Uski niyat aur harkatein aur zyada badhne lagi thi. Nisha ko uske sparsh se bechaini ho rahi thi.
Bus mein baithe kuch logon ki nazrein un par padne lagi thi, lekin koi kuch bol nahi raha tha. Indian society mein aksar log aise mamlon mein dakhal dene se bachate hain.
Nimmi ne himmat ki. "Bhaiya, aap ticket dijiye aur aage badhiye. Hamein late ho raha hai." Uski awaaz mein ab gusse ki bajaye majboori thi.
Rakesh ne ek lambi saans chhodi, jaise woh abhi bhi Nisha ke paas rukna chahta ho. "Theek hai, theek hai. Itni gussa mat kijiye. Fir milenge," usne apni aankhon se ek gandi si muskaan dete hue kaha aur peeche mud gaya. Jaate-jaate bhi uski nazrein Nisha par thehri hui thi.
Nisha ne rahat ki saans li, lekin uska dil tezi se dhadak raha tha. Uske gaal ab bhi laal the aur use ghinn aa rahi thi. Usne Nimmi ki taraf dekha, Nimmi ka chehra bhi chinta se bhara tha. Dono ek doosre ko dekhti rahi, is ashleel anubhav ke baad unki subah ki shuruaat ek kadvi yaadon ke saath hui thi.

Bus ab agle stop par ruki. Darwaze khulte hi andar ek bujurg aunty chadheen, jinki aankhon par kala chashma laga tha aur chehre par thakan saaf dikh rahi thi. Unka abhi-abhi cataract ka operation hua tha, aur woh sahare ke liye idhar-udhar dekh rahi thi. Bus kachaakach bhari thi, til dharne ki jagah nahi.
Nisha ki nazar un par padi. Uske dil mein taras aa gaya. Usne Nimmi ki taraf dekha, Nimmi bhi aunty ko hi dekh rahi thi. Bina kuch kahe, Nisha apni seat se uth khadi hui. "Aunty ji, aap yahan baith jaiye," usne narm lehje mein kaha aur unhe apni jagah di.
Bujurg aunty ne muskurakar dua di, "Jeeti raho beta, bhagwan tumhe khush rakhe."
Ab Nisha us bheed-bhaad wali bus mein khadi thi. Har station par bheed aur badhti ja rahi thi, aur Nisha khud ko passengers ke beech daba hua mehsoos kar rahi thi. Tabhi, use apne peeche kisi ki maujoodgi mehsoos hui. Yeh aur koi nahi, wahi Rakesh, conductor, tha. Mauka paakar woh Nisha ke theek peeche aa khada hua tha.
Bus ne ek jor ka jhatka liya aur Rakesh Nisha ke aur kareeb aa gaya. Nisha ko apne ubhare hue nitamb par kuch chubhta sa mehsoos hua. Ek pal ke liye woh hadbada gayi. Use pata tha yeh Rakesh ki harkat hai, aur use behad gussa aa raha tha. Usne koshish ki ki thoda aage khisak sake, par jagah hi nahi thi.
Yeh uski zindagi ka pehla anubhav tha jab kisi gair mard ka touch usse itni gandi niyat ke saath mila ho. Sunny ke sparsh se alag, is chhuahan mein ek ajeeb si lahar uske andar daud gayi. Uska dil tezi se dhadakne laga. Kya yeh darr tha, ya kuch aur? Nisha khud samajh nahi paa rahi thi. Kahi na kahi, ek anchaahi si bhaavna uske mann mein paida hone lagi thi, jise woh pehchan nahi paa rahi thi.
Jyun-jyun bus dhakke khaati, Rakesh aur bhi zyada Nisha se sat-ta aur jhuk jaata. Har jhatke ke saath, woh chubhan aur badhti. Nisha baar-baar apne aap ko sametne ki koshish karti, par Rakesh ki nazrein aur uska sharir uska peecha nahi chhod rahe the.
Ek baar toh Rakesh ne hadh hi kar di. Bus ne ek bade speed-breaker par jor ka jhatka liya, aur isi ka fayda uthate hue Rakesh ne apna haath Nisha ki patli kamar mein daal diya, jaise use girne se bacha raha ho. Uska angutha Nisha ki kamar par halka sa ghoom gaya. Nisha kaanp gayi. Uski saansein tez ho gayi. Usne jhatke se uska haath hatane ki koshish ki, par bheed itni thi ki woh theek se hil bhi nahi pa rahi thi. Uska dimaag sunn pad gaya tha. Kya kare, use samajh nahi aa raha tha.

Bus ab college stop ke kareeb pahunch rahi thi, lekin Nisha ke liye har pal ek sadi sa lag raha tha. Rakesh ki besharmi har guzarate lamhe ke saath badhti ja rahi thi. Bheed ka fayda uthate hue, usne ek aur hadh paar kar di. Sabse nazrein churakar, usne Nisha ke nitambo ko daba diya. Nisha ki saansein garmaane lagi, uska poora badan sulag utha. Ek jhurjhuri si uske tan-badan mein daud gayi.
Nisha ne gusse se ek nazar peeche khade Rakesh par daali aur use apni aankhon se hi jala dena chaha. Uski aankhon mein aag thi. Lekin Rakesh, bilkul besharam sa, daant dikhaane laga, uske chehre par ek gandi si muskaan thi. "Bahot bheed hai beta, main bhi kya karu," usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, jaise woh Nisha ki majboori ka mazak uda raha ho. Nisha bheed ki wajah se chup thi, woh koi tamasha nahi banana chahti thi, na hi use pata tha ki aisi situation mein kya karna chahiye. Uska dimaag sunn pad gaya tha.
Tabhi, usne rahat ki saans li. Uska stop aa gaya tha. Bus dheere hone lagi. Nisha ne jaldi se utarne ki taiyari ki. Lekin Rakesh, apni gandi niyat ke saath, jaate-jaate bhi shrarat se baaz nahi aaya. Sabse nazrein bachakar, usne apne ticket wale bag ka sahara lekar Nisha ke nitamb par zor se chikauti kaat di.
Nisha ke munh se haule se chikh nikal gayi – "Ouuuuuuuuuuuuucchhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Nimmi, jo thodi peeche baithi thi aur is sab se anjaan thi, Nisha ki taraf dekhi. "Kya hua Nisha?" usne chintit hokar poochha.
Nisha ne apne gusse ko dabate hue, Rakesh ki ore dekha. Uske chehre par gussa aur sharam saaf jhalak rahi thi. "Woh... woh..." usne hichakte hue kaha, aur fir jaldi se sambhalte hue gusse se conductor ki ore dekh kar boli, "Woh conductor ka pair aa gaya tha mere pairon pe!"
Nimmi ne gusse se conductor ki ore dekha. "Bhaiya! Kya hai? Dhyaan se nahi chal sakte kya?"
Rakesh ne ek lambi, double meaning wali muskaan di. Usne Nisha ke cleavage ki ore dekhte hue kaha, "Arey beti, itna dhyaan se chala hoon main ki bus mein kissi ko mere chalne ki awaaz bhi naa aayi hai." Usne apni aankhein phir se Nisha ki taraf ki, ek shararati chamak ke saath. "Woh toh tumhari saheli itni komal aur naajuk hai ki mere halke se paao lagne se bhi cheek di." Uske shabdon mein taana aur besharmi saaf jhalak rahi thi.
Nisha ko uski baat par aur zyada gussa aaya, lekin bus ruk chuki thi aur college ka stop aa gaya tha. Nisha ne Nimmi ka haath pakda aur bina kuch bole bus se utar gayi. Uska chehra laal tha aur dil gusse aur apmaan se bhara hua tha. Usse ghinn aa rahi thi Rakesh ki in harkaton se aur apni majboori par bhi.

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Chapter 2


Nisha ka din toh kharab chal raha tha, is baat se inkaar nahi kiya ja sakta. Subah conductor Rakesh ki besharam harkaton aur uske ang ke sparsh ne, khaas kar us chubhan ne, use andar tak jhanjhod diya tha. Uske komal angon par hue us anchaahe sparsh ne, darr aur gusse ke bawajood, uske andar ki aurat ki bhaavnaon ko ek chingari de di thi. Ek ajeeb si halchal thi uske mann mein, jise woh samajh nahi paa rahi thi. Yeh pehla mauka tha jab kisi gair mard ka touch usse itni gandi niyat ke saath mila ho. Sunny ke sparsh se alag, is chhuahan mein ek ajeeb si lahar uske andar daud gayi. Uska dil tezi se dhadakne laga. Kya yeh darr tha, ya kuch aur? Nisha khud samajh nahi paa rahi thi.
college pahunchte hi usne apne pati Sunny ko call lagayi.
Sunny: "Hi Nishu, college pahoch gayi?"
Nisha: "Haan Sunny." Nisha ne gusse mein kaha.
Sunny: "Kya hua jaan, ukhdi ukhdi lag rahi ho?"
Nisha: "Main kal se bus se nahi aungi."
Sunny: "Kyun, kya ho gaya?"
Nisha ne mann mein socha ki Sunny ko sab bata de conductor ki harqat, lekin fir kuch soch ke: "Bus mein bahot bheed badh gayi hai, saans lena mushkil ho raha hai." Usse laga ki Sunny in baaton ko samajh nahi payega, ya sharmindgi mehsoos karega.
Sunny: "Ohhh... main kuch karta hoon. Tum car seekh lo yaa ek kaam karo, tumhare college ke woh sir hain naa, Gupta uncle, woh bike se jaate hain, unke saath bike pool karlo." Sunny ne masoomiyat se kaha.
Nisha: "Nahi Sunny, kaise main kisi gair mard ke saath bike pool kar lu?" Nisha jaanti thi ki "yeh munaasib nahi hai." Unka chota, puraana mohalla tha, log tarah-tarah ki baatein banayenge. Ek adhed aadmi aur ek jawaan aurat ka saath mein bike par aana-jaana, mohalle ki zabaan par chadh jaayega. Khair, usne Sunny se kaha, "Koi second-hand scooty kharid lete hain. Main ab bus se safar nahi karna chahti, bheed bahot rehti hai." Uske lehje mein subah ke anubhav ka asar saaf tha, jise Sunny samajh nahi paya.
Sunny: "Okay, main dekhta hoon kuch, papa se baat karni paregi paison ke liye." usne turant kaha.
Nisha chidke boli: "Offo Sunny, kab tak apni hi dukaan mein naukar bane rahoge? Samajh nahi aata tum Papaji se itna kyun darte ho. Tumne unse humare shift hone ki baat ki?" Uska frustration ab Sunny par nikal raha tha, sirf bus ki wajah se nahi, balki unki zindagi ki thehri hui chaal se bhi.
Thodi der baad Nimmi college ke andar jaate hue Nisha se mili. "Arey, tune Ajju aur Rahim ki baat kyun naa batayi?"
Nisha mann hi mann sochti hai ki Ajju aur Rahim toh theek hain, lekin conductor Rakesh ke baare mein toh main kisi ko nahi bata sakti. Jisne mere angon ke saath chedkhani ki aur apna "hathiyaar" bhi chubaya. Us baat ko apne andar dabana hi use theek laga, yeh kuch zyada hi niji aur sharmnaak tha batane ke liye. Uske dimag mein bas wahi pal ghoom rahe the, jo use andar hi andar kha rahe the.

Shaam ko practical ki wajah se college mein deri ho gayi. Nisha ne Nimmi ko kaha, "Tum jaao, main late aaungi." Nimmi ko thoda ajeeb laga, par Nisha ke kehne par woh chali gayi. Nisha aaj akele hi bus stop ki taraf badhi, uske kadam bhaari the.
Nisha jab sham ki bus se jaa rahi thi toh bus kaafi khaali thi. Usne bus ke andar baithte hi rahat ki saans li ki subah wala conductor Rakesh nahi tha. "Chalo, shukar hai," usne socha. Lekin uski khushi zyada der tak naa reh paayi.
Agale hi stop pe Ajju bus mein chadh gaya. Uska dhyan abhi Nisha ki taraf nahi tha. Bus ka naya conductor usse poochhta hai, "Arey Ajju bhai, aap aur bus mein? Aapki phatphati kahaan gayi?"
Ajju ne ek lamba sa munh banaya. "Saala, woh puncture ho gayi aur petrol bhi khatam ho gaya raaste mein. Isliye bus pakad li." Usne apni aankhein ghumayi, tab jaake uski nazar Nisha pe padti hai. Ajju ke chehre par ek ajeeb si chamak aayi, ek shikaari ki chamak.
Nisha dekhti hai uski nazrein seedhe uske bade-bade boobs par thehri hui thi. Shaam ka waqt tha, Nisha ne ek halka sa top pehna hua tha, aur uska cleavage door se hi chamak raha tha. Nisha ne turant apna muh pher liya, uske chehre par phir wahi bechaini aur gussa aa gaya. Ajju ne uski is harkat par dhyan nahi diya, woh bas Nisha ko nihaarta raha, uski bhooki nazrein uske har ang par ghoom rahi thi.
Bus mein gin chunke do chaar log hi the kyunki kaafi shaam ho gayi thi, fir bhi kamina Ajju, Nisha ki seat pe jaake usse sat ke baith jaata hai. Nisha ko uske jism se paseene, sharab aur gutke ke mili-jhuli badboo aa rahi thi. Nisha ko ubkaayi si aane lagi, usne apna muh pher liya aur khidki ke bahar dekhne lagi.
Itne mein Ajju ne besharmi se poocha - "Tera number 34 hai na...?"

Nisha chaunk gayi - "Kya?" 
Ajju - "Arey tu puraane mohalle mein rehti hai naa, 34 number ke ghar mein." Ajju ne '34 number' Nisha ke boobs ki ore dekhte hue kaha aur bola, "Mujhe 34 number bahot pasand hai, mera lucky number hai." 

Nisha hairaan hui - "Iss kamine ko mera ghar bhi pata hai." Usne muh chadhaya aur kuch naa boli. 

Ajju - "Main aata jaata tere mohalle mein, Panwadi ke paas. Dekha hai maine tujhe ek do baar."

 Nisha ne chup hi rehna theek samjha. Ajju, Nisha se aur bhi zyada sat raha tha. Nisha ko Ajju ki baah uske left boob pe dabti mehsoos hui. Nisha ne fir bhi koi pratikriya nahi ki. Uske dil mein gussa aur bechaini dono badh rahe the. 

Ajju - "Kallu, woh tera devar hai na?" 

Nisha ne iss baar haan mein sar hilaya. 

Ajju - "Woh aata hai humare yahaan cricket khelne kabhi kabhi." Nisha - "Ohh acha." Ab Nisha se baaton ka response paake Ajju aur bhi zyada satne laga Nisha se. 
Nisha ke jism mein jo subah conductor ne aag lagayi thi, fir se jalne lagi. Ajju ne apna ek haath Nisha ki jaangh pe rakh diya. 
Nisha chaunk gayi - "Yeh kya kar rahe ho?" Usne gusse se Ajju ki taraf dekha, lekin uski awaaz mein darr bhi tha. 
Ajju - "Arey seat choti hai, haath rakhne ki jagah kahaan hai." Usne apni aankhon mein ek gandi chamak liye kaha. Nisha ne peeche ki ore ishara karke kaha - "Peeche poori seat khaali hai, wahaan jaake baith jaao." 

Ajju - "Arey akele safar karne mein bore hota hai, saath mein baatein vaatein karke safar maze mein kat jaayega." Usne Nisha ki jaangh par apni pakad aur mazboot kar li. Nisha samajh gayi ki woh nahi jaane wala, Nisha fir se bahar khidki ke bahar dekhne lagi. Ajju Nisha ki jaangh daba raha tha. Nisha rokna chahti thi lekin scene bhi nahi banana chahti thi. Usne dekha toh wahaan pichli seat pe sirf woh aur Ajju the, toh kissi ko khabar nahi thi ki wahaan kya chal raha hai. 
Ajju ne bhi jab dekha ki Nisha uski jaangh pe haath ka virodh nahi kar rahi thi, toh usne haule se Nisha ke boob ko daba diya. 

Nisha gusse mein lekin hauli awaaz mein boli - "Yeh kya kar rahe ho?" Uski aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. 
Ajju - "Arey jagah nahi hai naa... isliye haath lag gaya." Usne Nisha ke chehre par ek ajeeb si muskurahat dekhi aur uski harkatein aur badh gayi.

Bus ab dheere-dheere apni manzil ki ore badh rahi thi, lekin Nisha ke liye har pal ek imtehaan tha. 
Ajju ki besharmi ab apni saari haddein paar kar rahi thi. Nisha ki jaangh par apna haath ragadte hue, Ajju ne apni nazrein uske chehre par jama di.
"Tera naam kya hai?" Ajju ne poocha, uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si chiknaahat thi.
 Nisha, apni garam saanson ko niyantrit karti hui, dheere se boli – "Nisha." 

Uska poora jism sulag raha tha, aur uska dil zoron se dhadak raha tha. "Mera naam Ajju hai," usne kaha, apna haath Nisha ki jaangh par aur zor se ragadte hue. Nisha ne koi pratikriya nahi di, bas khidki se bahar dekhti rahi, jaise in sab ko nazarandaaz karna chahti ho. Uske andar gussa aur bechani ka toofan uth raha tha. Tabhi, Ajju ne apni dusri haath Nisha ke nitamb ke niche sarkaa diya. Nisha ko laga jaise uske jism mein bijli daud gayi ho. Uske munh se ek halki siski nikal gayi – "Ouuuuuuuuuhcccccch, yeh kya kar rahe ho?" Ajju ne apne chehre par ek besharam muskaan laayi. "Arey, mera haath aaj din bhar bike chala chala ke dukh raha hai. Tere bhaari nitambon ke niche rakhne se raahat milegi." Uske lafz Nisha ke kaano mein zehar ki tarah ghul rahe the. "Kya bak rahe ho? Hosh mein toh ho?" 
Nisha ne gusse se kaha, par uski awaaz kamzor thi. 
Ajju, bateesi dikhata hua, aur bhi kareeb aa gaya. "Arey ismein itna gussa kyun ho rahi ho? Tumhe chhu thodi naa raha hoon. Tere bhaari nitamb kissi ka dard mitaane mein kaam aa jayenge toh kya bura hai?" Uski aankhon mein shaitani chamak thi. Nisha ko Ajju ke munh se paseene, sharab aur gutke ki mili-jhuli badboo aa rahi thi jo uski saanson tak jaa rahi thi. Use ghinn aa rahi thi. Ajju ne Nisha ke nitamb ke niche haath daal ke usse zor se daba diya. Nisha ke munh se ek aur haule se siski nikal gayi – "Aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Uska chehra laal ho gaya. Ajju ab baqaayda apni ungli Nisha ke nitamb ki daraar par jeans ke upar se phirra raha tha. Nisha ka jism pathar sa ho gaya tha, woh hil bhi nahi paa rahi thi. Uski aankhon mein aansu bhar aaye the, par woh kisi bhi tarah ka scene banana nahi chahti thi. Usne khud ko majboor paya. Itne mein, Nisha ka stop aa gaya. Jaise hi bus dheemi hui, Nisha ne Ajju ko ek jhatke se dhakka deke seat se uth khadi hui aur apne stop pe utar gayi. Usne ek baar bhi peeche mud kar nahi dekha. Uska dil zoron se dhadak raha tha aur use jaldi se jaldi is jagah se door bhaagna tha.

[Wickedguy]

Chapter 3




Bus se utarte hi Nisha tezi se apne ghar ki taraf bhaagi, jaise kisi anchaahi cheez se peecha chhuda rahi ho. Uska dil zoron se dhadak raha tha, aur uska chehra gusse, sharam aur ek anokhi bechaini se laal tha. Ghar ke andar kadam rakhte hi usne jald-baazi mein darwaza band kiya aur apni saas ki awaaz sunte hi, bina kuch kahe, seedhe apne kamre mein ghus gayi. "Thak gayi hoon Mummyji, baad mein baat karti hoon," usne adhoori saans mein kaha.

Kamre mein aate hi, usne chain ki saans li ki Sunny abhi lauta nahi tha. Usse Sunny pe gussa aaya – usne mann hi mann socha, "Pakka kahin na kahin daaru pee raha hoga. Huh! Yahaan main saas ke taane sun rahi hoon ki 5 saal ho gaye bacha nahi ho raha, ab unhein kya bataun jab mere fertile din hote hain, aapka beta meri taangein khol ke apna beejh bone ki jagah theke pe daru pee raha hota hai aur aake so jaata hai kharaate maarta hua." Huh. Fir usse din bhar ki baatein yaad aati hain aur woh bechaini uske andar ab bhi maujood thi. Uska din subah se hi ajeeb tha – pehle conductor Rakesh ka sparsh, phir Ajju ki gandi harkatein. Yeh sab uske liye naya anubhav tha.
Usne darwaza band kiya aur apne kamre ke kone mein rakhe adamkad sheeshe (full-length mirror) ke saamne ja khadi hui. Usne dhire-dhire apne jism ko nihaarna shuru kiya. Aaj se pehle usne kabhi khud ko is nazar se nahi dekha tha. Uske haath apne aap uski chuchiyon par chale gaye aur uske munh se ek "Ahhh..." nikal gayi, jaise woh un sparsh ko mehsoos kar rahi ho jo abhi kuch der pehle uske jism ne sahe the.
Woh mann hi mann sochi, "Uff, yeh mujhe kya ho raha hai? Aaj se pehle mujhe kabhi aisi feelings nahi aayi. Aisa lag raha hai ki mera jism andar se jal raha ho. Mujhe conductor aur uss lafangey gunde Ajju pe gussa toh bahot aa raha hai, lekin kyun jab unhone mujhe chhua main kuch bhi kar naa paayi, jaisi main khud chahti thi ki woh mujhe chhuye? Yeh kya ho raha hai mere saath? Mere andar ek sangarsh chal raha hai."
Ek baar phir uski nazrein adamkad aaine par jaati hain. Woh apne jism ko iss baar bade gaur se dekhti hai – doodh si gori rangat, patla samtal pait (flat stomach), bhaari-bhaari jaanghein aur un jaanghon ke beech ek akarshit trikon. Har ang ko woh pehli baar kisi aur ki nazar se dekh rahi thi, jaise Ajju aur Rakesh ki bhooki nazron se.
Woh khud hi se kehti hai, "Uff, aisi jaanleva figure dekh ke toh un mardon ka yeh haal hona hi tha..." Aur uske chehre par ek muskaan chaa jaati hai, ek ajeeb si, nayi muskaan jo sharam aur ek anchaahi khushi ka mishran thi. Usne apni aankhein band ki aur un sparsh ko dobara mehsoos karne ki koshish ki. Nisha ke andar kuch badal raha tha.

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Nisha apne kamre mein aaine ke saamne khadi, apne naye ehsaason mein doobi hui thi. Uska jism andar hi andar sulag raha tha, ek aisi tapan jo usne pehle kabhi mehsoos nahi ki thi. Uske dimag mein bas wahi sparsh ghoom rahe the – Rakesh ki chubhan, Ajju ka haath. Uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi, ek khamosh sawal, ek anchaahi chahat.
"Ufff, apne jism ki tapan ko mitaana hi parega," usne mann hi mann socha. Uske haath khud-ba-khud uski taraf badhe, aur ek-ek karke usne apne kapde utaar diye. Har kapde ke utarne ke saath, uske jism ki garmi aur badhti gayi. Jab woh poori tarah nagn ho gayi, usne ek gehri saans li aur bathroom mein jaake shawar ke niche khadi ho gayi.
Thande paani ki boondein jab uske garam jism se takraayi, toh ek halki siski uske munh se nikal gayi. Usne apni aankhein band kar li aur paani ko apne upar girne diya. Nahaate waqt bhi, uske haath khud hi uske chikne jism mein gudgudaahat paida kar rahe the. Uske muh se bhaap jaisi garam aahein nikal rahi thi. Usne apne haath ko apne trikon (intimate area) ki ore badhaya, aur dheere se apni do ungliyan usmein daal di.
Ek tez siskaari uske munh se nikali – "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Poora bathroom uski siskiyon se goonj utha. Uska jism kaanp raha tha, aur use ek ajeeb sa sukoon mil raha tha, jise woh kabhi nahi bhool payegi.
Nisha kaafi der tak apne aap ko shant karne ki koshish mein lagi rahi, uski saansein ab bhi tez chal rahi thi. Tabhi, uski saas ki awaaz ne use jaise neend se jaga diya.
"Nisha! Khana nahi khana kya?" Uski saas ki awaaz ne use asliyat mein wapas khincha.
Nisha jaise hadbada gayi. Usne turant paani band kiya aur jaldi se khud ko towel mein lapeta. "Aaayi Mummyji! Abhi aati hoon!" usne ghabrahat mein kaha.

[Wickedguy]

Chapter 4

Agli subah, Nisha ek white t-shirt aur jeans pehen kar college jaane ke liye taiyaar ho gayi. Pata nahi kya baat thi, lekin har roz se aaj Nisha ko zyada taro taaza mehsoos ho raha tha, jaise raat ke anubhav ne use ek nayi oorja di ho. Uske chehre par halki chamak thi aur uske kadamon mein ek anokhi halkeepan.
Usne Nimmi ko phone ghumaya.
Nisha: "Nimmo, main ab nikal rahi hoon ghar se. Main tera bus stop pe intzaar karungi."
Nimmi, neend mein karaahti hui kehti hai: "Arey Nishu, main nahi aa rahi aaj, mujhe julaab lage hue hain."
Nisha has di: "Hahahah! Theek hai theek hai, apna dhyan rakh." Aur Nisha akele hi bus stop ki taraf rawana ho jaati hai. Uske mann mein subah ki thandak aur ek anjaani si utsukta thi.

Bus aati hai aur Nisha bus mein chadh jaati hai. Aaj bus mein kal ke muqaable kaafi kam bheed thi. Lekin fir bhi saari seats full thi, standing log nahi the aaj. Bus thodi khaali thi, jisse mahol thoda shant tha.
Conductor ne Nisha ko aaj uss white top aur jeans mein dekha toh uska muh khula ka khula hi reh gaya. Nisha ne aaj halka-phulka makeup aur lipstick bhi lagayi hui thi, jo uski khoobsurati ko aur nikhaar rahi thi. Uska cleavage aaj aur bhi saaf dikh raha tha. Conductor ki gandi nazrein Nisha ke jism par tik gayi thi.
Nisha ne conductor ko usse aise ghurte dekha toh uske trikon  mein geelapan sa mehsoos hone laga. Woh nazrein jhukaaye khadi rahi, uske andar ek ajeeb si halchal thi, sharam aur ek anchaahi aakarshan ka mishran.
Bus chal padi. Kuch der baad conductor Nisha ke paas aaya toh Nisha ne apna bus ka monthly paas dikha diya. Conductor ne pass gaur se dekha aur Nisha ke jism ko nihaarte hue bola, "Wah, tumhara naam bhi tumhari hi tarah sundar hai, Nisha." Uski awaaz mein ek chiknaahat thi.
Nisha kuch naa boli, bas chup chaap khadi rahi.
Conductor: "Arey tum khadi kyun ho? Meri seat khaali hai, baith jaao." Usne apni seat ki taraf ishara kiya.
Nisha ne bhi socha, "Kab tak khadi rahungi?" Aur agar zyada khadi rahi toh yeh conductor kal wali harkat dohraayega. "Na baba na, aaj toh bus mein bheed bhi kam hai, kisi ne dekh liya toh main muh dikhaane ke bhi laayak nahi rahungi." Nisha yahi sochti hui conductor ki seat pe baith jaati hai. Uske dil mein ek darr tha, par woh bechaini bhi uske andar ghar kar chuki thi.

Kuch der baad conductor bhi aake Nisha ki bagal mein baith gaya. Nisha mann hi mann sochi, "Kamina kahi ka, yeh kyun aaya?" Uski dhadkanein tez ho gayi thi.
Conductor Nisha se sat ke baith gaya. Conductor ki jaanghein Nisha ki bhaari jaanghon ko chhu rahi thi. Nisha ki komal baahein conductor ke khande ko chhu rahi thi. Ek ajeeb si garmahat dono ke jismon ke beech thi. Nisha ko uske sparsh se bechaini ho rahi thi, par woh khud ko rok nahi pa rahi thi.
Conductor ne fir apna haath Nisha ki peeth peeche lejaake uski nangi peeth ko chhua. Ek current sa Nisha ke jism mein dauda. Nisha ne gusse se conductor ki ore dekha. Conductor battisi dikha diya – woh paan tambaaku khaake laal hue daant uski besharmi ko aur badha rahe the.
Conductor: "Woh bahot choti seat hai isliye haath lag gaya." Uske chehre par ek gandi si muskaan thi.
Nisha ne gaur kiya conductor ke daant paan tambaaku khaake laal hue pade the. Usse dekh ke ubkaayi si aayi aur usne muh pher liya. Lekin uske jism mein ab bhi woh current sa daud raha tha, jo use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki pasand aa raha hai ya nahi.

Bus ab aage badh rahi thi, aur jaise-jaise stop aate gaye, bheed kam hoti chali gayi. Log apne-apne gyaatavya par utarte chale gaye. Ab Nisha aur conductor ki seat ke aas-paas ki saari seats laghbhag khaali thi. Bus mein ek ajeeb si khamoshi chha gayi thi, jise sirf bus ke engine ki awaaz aur sadak ka shor tod raha tha. Nisha fir khidki se bahar dekh rahi thi, apne andar chal rahe toofan ko dabane ki koshish mein.
Tab Conductor ka haath Nisha ko apni jaanghon pe mehsoos hua. Nisha ka jism ek pal ke liye sakht ho gaya, lekin usne koi reaction nahi diya. Shayad woh darr, sharam aur us naye ehsaas ke beech ulajh gayi thi jo uske andar janam le raha tha. Conductor ka hausla badha aur usne apna ticket wala bag apni aur Nisha ki satti hui jaanghon ke upar rakh diya, jisse andar kya ho raha hai woh kisi ko naa dikhe. Bag ki aad mein, usne apna haath aage badha ke apni ungli upar ki aur khiska di aur jeans ke upar se hi Nisha ke trikon pe apni ungliyaan pher di.
Nisha ko jaise 440 volt ka jhatka laga. Uska poora jism kaanp gaya. Uske munh se haule se phusphusahat nikali – "Yeh kyaa kar rahe ho aap? Please hosh mein rahiye, hum bus mein hain?" Uski awaaz mein darr aur ek anchaahi kamzori saaf jhalak rahi thi.
Conductor dheere se phusphusaya, uski saansein Nisha ki gardan par pad rahi thi, "Tu bahot sundar aur sexy hai. Jab se tujhe dekha hai, mera khada ho gaya hai." Uski aankhon mein ek gandi chamak thi.
Nisha gusse se chup kariye, "Main ek shadi shuda aurat hoon, Aapki umar ka lihaaj kar rahi hoon, varna complain kardeti. Kal bhi aapne mere angon ke saath apna woh ragda tha." Uske lehje mein ghinn thi, par woh shaktiheen mehsoos kar rahi thi.
Conductor dheere se phusphusaya, "Haan. Agar teri saheli naa aati toh mera paani aise hi nikal hi jata." Uske chehre par besharmi ki muskaan thi.
Nisha – "Chiii, kitni gandi baatein karte hain, aap mujhse dugani umar ke hain, kuch toh sharam karo."
Conductor – "Toh kya hua? Tu ek aurat hai woh bhi kheli-khaayi aur main ek mard. Ismein umar ka kya lena dena?" Uski awaaz mein dabav tha, uske shabdon mein ek ajeeb si besharmi thi.
Nisha – "Ab aap bas kijiye bakwaas, varna main apki complain kardungi." Nisha ki awaaz ab bhi dheemi thi, woh ladne ki himmat nahi juta pa rahi thi.
Nisha ko iss baat ka pata hi nahi chala ki Conductor ne chori-chupe bag ki aad mein uski jeans ka hook khol diya tha. Aur conductor ne ab apni do ungliyaan Nisha ke trikon pe rakh di. Isspe Nisha ki saansein tez ho gayi. Uske munh se ek siskaari nikali – "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ufff, mat karo naa koi dekh lega." Ab Nisha behakne lagi thi, uska jism uske control mein nahi tha. Andar ki aag use jala rahi thi, aur woh sparsh us aag ko aur badha rahe the.
Lekin fir uske college ka stop aaya. Bus rukte hi, conductor ne apni ungli hata li. Nisha ne apni jeans durusth ki aur chup-chaap bus se utar gayi, bina ek pal bhi ruke, bina peeche dekhe. Uska chehra laal tha, aur uske dil mein kayi anjaane ehsaas the.

[Jyotimoy123]

Nisha is back . Wellcome back wickedguy bro

[Rohan1198]

Great welcome back

[Wickedguy]

Chapter 5

Nisha college pahunchi toh uska dimag ab bhi bus mein hue haadse se ghoom raha tha. Conductor ki harkatein aur uske apne jism ke naye ehsaas, dono use andar hi andar kha rahe the. Usne jaldi se staff room mein jaakar apni attendance lagayi aur apni class ki taraf badh gayi. Bacche usse "Good Morning, Ma'am!" keh rahe the, par Nisha ka dhyan kahin aur hi tha. Woh bas jaldi se jaldi yeh din khatam karna chahti thi.
Padhai mein uska mann nahi lag raha tha. Har thodi der mein uske zehn mein conductor ka sparsh aur Ajju ki besharmi ghoom jaati. Uska jism ab bhi un chhuan ko mehsoos kar raha tha, aur use khud par gussa aa raha tha ki woh kyun koi pratikriya nahi de paayi. Lunch break mein Nimmi ne usse kayi baar baat karne ki koshish ki, par Nisha ne sirf sir dard ka bahana banakar use taal diya. Woh yeh sab Nimmi ko batana nahi chahti thi, khaas kar ab jab woh shaadishuda thi aur uske andar khud bhi ajeeb si halchal thi.
Shaam ko jab college chhoota, toh Nisha ne jaldi se apna bag uthaya aur Nimmi ko bina bataye hi bus stop ki taraf chal di. Uske mann mein sirf ek baat thi – aaj bus mein koi galat insaan nahi milna chahiye.

Bus stop par khade Nisha ne dekha ki aaj bheed bilkul kam thi. college se zyada bacche ab tak ja chuke the. Ek bus aayi aur Nisha usmein chadh gayi. Andar gin-chun kar paanch-chhe log hi the. Conductor bhi koi naya ladka tha, jisse Nisha ko thodi rahat mili.
Usne pichli seat par baithna theek samjha, jahan khidki ke paas woh akeli baith sakti thi. Bus chal padi. Jaise-jaise bus aage badh rahi thi, Nisha ke andar ki bechaini phir badhne lagi. Usne socha, "Kyun ho raha hai yeh sab mere saath? Kya main Sach mein itni kamzor ho gayi hoon?"
Usne apni aankhein band ki aur apni saanson ko niyantrit karne ki koshish ki. Tabhi uske dimaag mein kal raat ki woh ghatna ghoom gayi jab woh aaine ke saamne khud ko nihaar rahi thi. Uske haath khud-ba-khud uski jaanghon par chale gaye, jahan Ajju ne use chhua tha. Ek halki si siski uske munh se nikali.
Uski soch ab Sunny par chali gayi. "Sunny se shaadi ko 5 saal ho gaye, par uski awaara-gardi aur Papaji ka darr, usne humare rishte ko kaisa bana diya hai." Use yaad aaya kaise Sunny uske paas aata toh tha, par aksar thaka-hara ya nashe mein dhut. Woh sparsh, woh naya ehsaas jo use Ajju aur Rakesh se mila tha, woh uski shaadi-shuda zindagi mein shayad kabhi mehsoos nahi hua tha. Uska dil ek ajeeb si khali jagah mehsoos kar raha tha.

Nisha bus mein baithe-baithe apne khayalon mein itna kho gayi ki use pata hi nahi chala ki uska stop nikal chuka tha. Jab usne aankhein kholi, toh dekha ki bus poori tarah khaali thi. Sirf woh aur driver the.
"Madam, aapka stop toh kab ka nikal gaya," driver ne peechhe mudkar kaha.
Nisha hadbada gayi. "Oh, sorry bhaiya! Main so gayi thi. Kahaan aa gaye hum?"
Driver ne kaha, "Yeh toh bus ka aakhri stop hai, madam. Depot aa gaya."
Nisha ko pata tha ki yahaan se wapas ghar jaane ke liye use kaafi mushkil hogi, khaas kar itni raat ko. Uske phone mein bhi battery kam thi. Ek anjaan sa darr use gherne laga.

Ab Nisha bus ke aakhri stop par akeli khadi hai. Andheri raat aur anjaan jagah. Kya use koi madad milegi, ya use aage aur mushkilon ka saamna karna padega?
aagey

Nisha bus ke aakhri stop par akeli khadi thi, Depot ke saamne, jahaan se busen agli subah ke liye taiyaar hoti thi. Shaam dhal chuki thi aur andhera apni chaadar faila raha tha. Charon taraf sannata tha, sirf hawa ki sarsarahat aur door kahin se aati kutton ke bhonkne ki awaaz. Nisha ko samajh nahi aa raha tha ki woh kya kare. Ghar ka rasta use bilkul bhi nahi pata tha aur uska phone bhi bas aakhri saansein gin raha tha, battery low hone ka signal de raha tha.
"Yeh main kahaan aa gayi!" usne khud se kaha, uski awaaz mein darr aur ghabrahat saaf jhalak rahi thi. Usne jaldi se apna phone nikala, umeed mein ki shayad Sunny ko ya Nimmi ko call lag jaaye, par screen par bas battery low ka nishan chamak raha tha aur phone band ho gaya. Uska dil tezi se dhadakne laga.
Usne idhar-udhar dekha. Depot ka bada sa gate band tha aur andar kuchh busen khadi thi. Door ek choti si dukan nazar aa rahi thi, jahaan se halki roshni aa rahi thi. Usne socha, "Shayad wahaan koi madad mil jaaye."
Darte-darte woh us dukan ki taraf badhi. Jaise hi woh kareeb pahunchi, usne dekha ki woh ek choti si chai ki tapri thi. Ek boodha aadmi wahaan baitha angithi par chai garam kar raha tha. Nisha ko thodi himmat mili.
"Bhaiya, yeh kaun si jagah hai? Aur yahaan se puraane mohalle jaane ke liye kya milega?" Nisha ne thodi himraat karke poocha.
Boodhe aadmi ne sardi mein apni angithi se haath sekte hue upar dekha. "Arre bitiya, tum yahaan akeli? Yeh toh bus depot hai. Yahaan se koi sawari nahi milegi ab. Puraana mohalla toh yahaan se kaafi door hai, kareeb 10-12 kilometer."
Nisha ka chehra utar gaya. "Toh ab main ghar kaise jaungi?"
Boodhe aadmi ne kaha, "Ab toh beti, koi tempo ya auto hi dekho, par is waqt yahaan milna mushkil hai. Aur itni raat ko akeli ladki ka bahar rukna bhi theek nahi."
Nisha ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Use apni majboori par rona aa raha tha. Woh jaanti thi ki Sunny ka intezar karna bekaar hai, woh toh apni masti mein hoga.
"Kya koi taxi ya auto stand nahi hai yahan aas-paas?" Nisha ne umeed se poocha.
Boodhe aadmi ne sar hilaya. "Nahi bitiya, yahaan se toh aage jaana padega, kareeb 2-3 kilometer, tab shayad kuchh mile. Par rasta sunsaan hai."
Nisha ne gehri saans li. Uske paas koi aur chara nahi tha. Usne us boodhe aadmi ko dhanyawad kaha aur himmat karke us sunsaan raste par chal padi. Andhere aur sannate mein, use har kadam par darr lag raha tha. Uske dimag mein bus mein hue woh sparsh aur Ajju ki gandi baatein ghoom rahi thi. Uska jism fir se usi bechaini se ghir gaya tha.


Nisha us sunsaan raste par tezi se kadam badha rahi thi, har aahat par uska dil uchhal jaata. Andhere aur sannate mein use har cheez dravani lag rahi thi. Kareeb aadha kilometer chalne ke baad, use door se ek rikshaw aata dikha. Uski aankhon mein umeed ki kiran jagi. Usne haath diya aur rikshaw uske paas aakar ruk gaya.
Rikshaw wala, ek lagbhag 45-50 saal ka aadmi, jiska chehra thaka hua aur daant tambaku se laal the, Nisha ne usse dekha toh usse Aisa laga ki usne usse kahi dekha hai.. rikshawala toh Nisha ko Roz hi dekhta tha toh jhatt se pehchaan gaya aur  Nisha ko upar se niche tak ghurne laga. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb si muskaan thi. Rikshaw wala aur koi nahi balki ajju ka awara dost Ballu tha.
"Kahaan jaana hai madam?" usne ek chikni awaaz mein poocha.
"Puraana Mohalla," Nisha ne haanfte hue kaha. "Kitne loge?"
Rikshaw wala ne ek lambi saans li, jaise woh hisaab laga raha ho. "Puraana Mohalla? Itni raat ko? Wahaan toh koi jata nahi. Aur rasta bhi sunsaan hai. Madam, 400 rupaye lagenge."
Nisha chaunk gayi. "400 rupaye? Itne door toh nahi hai." Usse pata tha ki din mein iske aadhe paise bhi nahi lagte.
Rikshaw wala ne apni aankhein patli ki. "Arey madam, raat ka samay hai. Aur tum akeli ho. Meri bhi toh jaan ka khatra hai is raste par. Agar jaana hai toh baitho, varna main chala." Uske lehje mein dabav tha.
Nisha ko pata tha ki uske paas koi aur chara nahi hai. Usne apne bag se paise nikale aur bag mein wapas daalte hue, rikshaw mein baith gayi. "Theek hai, chalo," usne majboori se kaha.
Rikshaw chal pada. Shuru mein toh sab theek tha. Rikshaw wala chupchaap chala raha tha. Lekin jaise hi woh aur sunsaan ilake mein pahunche, jahan gali ki battiyon ki roshni bhi kam ho gayi thi, rikshaw wala ne apni speed dheemi kar di.
"Madam, aap itni raat ko akeli kyun ghoom rahi ho?" rikshaw wala ne peeche mudkar poocha, uski nazar Nisha ke cleavage par thehri hui thi.
Nisha ko uski niyat theek nahi lagi. "Woh bus nikal gayi thi," usne chote se jawab diya.
"Achha... toh aap teacher ho?" usne ek aur sawaal kiya, aur jaan-boojhkar rikshaw ko ek jhatka diya, jisse Nisha  thodi agey ko jhuk gayi. Jisse aur bhi jyada cleavage dikhne laga
Nisha ne khud ko sambhala. "Haan."
Rikshaw wala ne ek gandi si muskaan di. "Teacher toh bahot nek log hote hain. Achha, humne suna hai teachers ke bhi bade maje hote hain. Khaas kar jab koi jawaan aur khubsurat teacher ho." 

Fir aagey jaake rikshaw ruk gayi ,Nisha ne pucha rikshaw kyun roka 
Usne kaha- madam shayad kharab hogayi hai check karta hoon.. Nisha - ohhh no...
Kuch der kaam karta relaha rikshaw wala aur phir peeche aake Nisha k paas baith gaya 
Usne apni awaaz ko aur dheema kiya, aur apna haath seat par Nisha ke nitambon ke kareeb le aaya.
Nisha ka dil zoron se dhadakne laga. Use woh bus ka haadsa yaad aa gaya. Usne thodi himmat ki. "Tum apna kaam karo, jaldi rikshaw theek karo mujhe jaldi ghar pahunchna hai."
Rikshaw wale ballu  ne halke se hansa. "Kya jaldi hai madam? Safar ka maza bhi toh lena chahiye. Tum toh lagta hai kisi cheez ka maza nahi leti." Usne apna haath aur kareeb kiya aur Nisha ke nitamb par halka sa sparsh kiya.
Nisha jhatke se seedhi ho gayi. "Yeh kya kar rahe ho?" 


Rikshaw wala ne palat kar dekha. "Arre madam, rikshaw chota hai, isliye haath lag gaya. Maaf karna." Usne apna haath fir se Nisha ke nitamb par rakh diya aur dheere se daba diya. Nisha ko laga jaise uske jism mein aag lag gayi ho. Uske munh se ek halki siski nikal gayi.

Rikshaw wale ki himmat ab hadd se zyada badh chuki thi. Nisha ke nitamb par uska haath ab khul kar ghoom raha tha, aur uski ungliyaan jeans ke upar se hi Nisha ki komal maansalata ko mehsoos kar rahi thi. Nisha ka jism sakht ho chuka tha, darr aur ghinn se uska gala sukh gaya tha.
"Madam, aapka figure toh kamaal ka hai," rikshaw wala ne gandi muskaan ke saath kaha, uski awaaz mein laalach saaf jhalak raha tha. 
Rikshaw wala bola Madam Rikshaw din bhar chalne se bahot garam hogya hai 15 min wait karna hoga hai  Yahaan t." Usne apna haath Nisha ki jaangh se upar khiska diya, seedhe uske trikon ki taraf
Rikshaw wala ne apni ungliyon ko Nisha ke trikon par daba diya. Nisha ke munh se ek tez siski nikal gayi, jise usne jaldi se apne honth dabakar dabane ki koshish ki. "Ahhhh... uff..."

Nisha - yeh yeh tum kya kar rahe ho?

Ballu - arrey kya madam jab kal ajju ke sath bus mein ki thi toh tab toh tum maze le rahi thi..mujhmein kaunse kaatte lage hai ?

Nisha - chup karo aur yeh kya bakwaas kiye jaa rahe ho 
Ballu -
"aap bahot sexy ho madam," rikshaw wala ne besharmi se kaha aur ab usne apna haath Nisha ke pet par rakh diya, upar ki taraf badhte hue. Uski ungliyaan Nisha ke kurte ke andar ghusne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Nisha ko uske thande, gande haath ka sparsh apni nangi tvacha par mehsoos hua.
 rikshaw wala ne uski kamar ko ek haath se pakad liya aur use apni taraf kheench liya. Nisha cheeki - Ouuuchhh  .Ab Nisha us rikshaw wale se bilkul sat chuki thi. Uski saansein rikshaw wale ki paseene aur tambaku ki badboo se ghutne lagi thi.


Ab bas, madam. Bahot ho gayi nok-jhok. Ab thoda aram kar lete hain." Aur usne apna haath Nisha ke kurte ke andar ghusa diya, seedha uske boob par. Nisha ko apne bhaari boob par uski gandi ungliyon ka sparsh mehsoos hua. Usne  boob zor se daba diya.
Nisha ke munh se ek tez siskaari nikalne hi wali thi, par usne apne hoth  mein usse daba liya

Rikshaw sunsaan jagah  par ruki hui thi . Rikshaw wala ne apna haath Nisha ke kurte ke andar ghusaya tha aur uske bhaari boob ko apni gandi ungliyon se masal raha tha. Maze  aur vaasna ke maare  Nisha ka poora jism kaanp raha tha,  is anchaahe sparsh mein bhi, uske andar kahin ek ajeeb si lahar daud rahi thi, jise woh samajh nahi paa rahi thi.
Nisha ne dekha ballu ki aankhon mein hawas ki aag saaf jal rahi thi. uski pakad Nisha ki kamar par aur mazboot ho gayi. Nisha haanfte hue saans lene lagi. Uske dimag mein bas ek hi baat thi – ki mera jism vaasna se tap raha hai 
 isse pehle ki Nisha kuch soch paati, rikshaw wala ne tezi se uska kurta upar kiya aur ek jhatke mein uske sar se nikal diya. Nisha ab sirf apni bra aur jeans mein thi. Andhere mein bhi uski gori chamdi chamak rahi thi. Usne sharam se apni aankhein band kar li.
Rikshaw wala ki nazrein Nisha ke ubhare hue seene par tik gayi. Usne ek gehri, gandi saans li, jaise uski khushboo ko andar tak kheench raha ho. "Wah re wah, kya maal hai!" usne kaha aur bina waqt zaya kiye, usne apna haath Nisha ki bra ke andar ghusa diya. Usne Nisha ke nange boob ko mutthi mein bhar liya aur zor se masal diya. Nisha ke munh se ek tez siskaari nikali – "Ahhh!"
Rikshaw wala ki vaasna  ab charam seema par thi. Usne apne dusre haath se Nisha ki bra ki strap pakdi aur ek jhatke mein use nikaal  diya. Bra Nisha ke jism se alag ho gayi aur rikshaw ke farsh par gir gayi.
Ab Nisha ka upri jism poori tarah se nagn seene ke saath, sirf jeans mein baithi thi. Uski aankhon mein sharam  thi aur woh  ek ajeeb se anubhav mein ulajh chuki thi. Uske bhaari boobs hawa mein bejhijhak the, aur rikshaw wala ki nazrein unpar tikki hui thi. Usne apna chehra Nisha ke chehre ke kareeb laya, uski gandi saansein Nisha ko mehsoos ho rahi thi.
"Ab bolo  kya karna hai iske aagey agar teri marzi hai toh hi badhege ?" rikshaw wala ne shaitani hansi ke saath kaha.


Rikshaw ke andar ka mahol ab aur bhi sangeen ho chuka tha. Nisha ke seene se bra utar chuki thi, aur uske bhaari boobs rikshaw wale ki hawas bhari nazron ke saamne the. Uska jism darr ki kahi koi aa naa jaaye aur sharam se kaanp raha tha, par ek ajeeb si sunn-pan bhi us par haavi ho rahi thi. Rikshaw wale ka chehra Nisha ke itna kareeb tha ki use uski gandi saanson ki garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi.
"Iska matlab tu taiyaar hai wah ?"  uski awaaz mein jeet ka bhaav tha. Usne apna ek haath Nisha ke nange boob par rakha aur use zor se dabane laga. Nisha ke munh se ek siskaari nikali, jise usne apne honth kaat kar rokne ki koshish ki. "Ahhh... uff..."
Rikshaw wala ne Nisha ke chehre par dekha. Jab usne dekha ki Nisha virodh karne ki bajaye bas sisak rahi hai, toh uska hausla aur badh gaya. Usne apne dusre haath ko Nisha ki jeans ke button ki taraf badhaya. Nisha ki aankhein badi ho gayi. Woh samajh gayi ki ab kya hone wala hai. Usne apne aap ko rokne ki poori koshish ki, par uska jism uska saath nahi de raha tha. Darr aur is anchaahe sparsh ke ehsaas ne use jakad liya tha.
Rikshaw wala ne tezi se Nisha ki jeans ka button khola aur zip neeche kar di. Thande hawa ka jhoka Nisha ke badan se takraya, aur use apne niche ke hisse mein ajab si bechaini mehsoos hui. Rikshaw wala ne ab apni ungliyaan Nisha ki panty ke upar se hi uske trikon par pherni shuru kar di. Nisha ke munh se ek aur tez siskaari nikali. Uski aankhein laal surk hone lagi woh bhulne lagi ki woh kaha hai aur kiske sath hai .
"Itni acchi cheez chhipa rakhi thi," rikshaw wala ballu ne fusfusate hue kaha, uski awaaz mein kamini muskaan thi. Usne apni ungliyon ko Nisha ki panty ke andar daal di...
Nisha vaasna men tadap uthi...ahhh ummmm

[Wickedguy]

Chapter 6

Nisha ka dimaag sunn pad gaya tha. Woh bas us sparsh ko mehsoos kar rahi thi,
Rikshaw ke andar ka sannata ab Nisha ki siskiyon aur rikshaw wale ballu  ki saanson se bhar gaya tha. Uska haath Nisha ki panty ke andar ghus chuka tha, aur uski gandi ungliyan Nisha ke trikon ko besharmi se masal rahi thi. Nisha ka jism ek tej current se kaanp raha tha. Darr aur ek ajeeb sa anchaaha ehsaas uske andar ek saath ubhar raha tha. Woh munh dabaye sisak rahi thi, uski aankhon nasheeli hoti ja rahe the.
"Ahhh... kitna naram hai," Ballu ne fusfusate hue kaha, uski awaaz mein jeet ki khushi thi. Usne apni ungliyon ko Nisha ke andar ghusane ki koshish ki. Nisha ne apna sir jhatka, jaise na keh rahi ho, par uske jism mein itni taakat nahi thi ki woh use rok paati. Har pal use lag raha tha ki woh gehraai mein dhas rahi hai.
Rikshaw wala ne Nisha ki jeans ko aur neeche sarka diya, uski taangein ab rikshaw ki seat par nangi thi. Usne apna ek haath Nisha ke nange boob par rakha aur use zor se daba diya, jabki dusra haath uske trikon mein apni manmaani kar raha tha. Nisha ke munh se dard aur lazzat ki mili-jhuli aahein nikal rahi thi. Woh behak chuki thi.
Usne apni aankhein band kar li, uske dimag mein Sunny ka chehra ghoom raha tha, phir Rakesh conductor aur ab Ajju ki harkatein. Yeh sab uske liye itna naya aur itna sharmnaak tha ki woh khud ko sambhal nahi pa rahi thi. Rikshaw wale ki gandi badboo uski naak mein ghus rahi thi, par uske jism ki tapan use kuch aur mehsoos karne de rahi thi.
Ballu ne Nisha ke haathon ko pakad kar uski jeans utaar di. Ab Nisha rikshaw mein poori tarah nagn thi, uski nazrein jhuki hui thi aur woh kaanp rahi thi. Rikshaw wala ne ab apni kameez bhi utaar di aur Nisha ke upar jhuk gaya. Nisha ko uske garam jism ka sparsh mehsoos hua.


 Ballu uske upar jhuka hua tha. Uska saara jism darr aur sharam se kaanp raha tha, par ab  karne ki bajaay woh bas ballu ki ek ek harqat ko dekh rahi thi mehsoos kar rahi thi ,yeh ek mukh nimantran tha . Uski aankhein aur bhi laal surkh ho chali thi. Ballu  ki gandi saansein uske chehre par pad rahi thi aur uski badboo se Nisha ka dum ghut raha tha. Ballu ne ek sutta sulghaya aur uska dhua nisha ke chehre pe chod diya..
"Ab aayega maza, rani," ballu ne fusfusate hue kaha, aur usne Nisha ke honthon par apne gande honth rakh diye. Nisha ne apna munh pherne ki koshish ki, par woh ballu ki mazboot pakad mein thi.  Usne Nisha ke boobs ko masalna shuru kar diya aur apni zubaan se uske jaban ladaane laga. Nisha ke munh se halki siskiyan nikal rahi thi, uska jism ek ajeeb si lazzat ke beech ulajh gaya tha.
Nisha ko laga jaise uski saansein tham rahi hain, uska dimag sunn pad gaya tha. Woh bas us pal ko jee  rahi thi, samarpan kar chuki thi.Uske andar ki aag jo Rakesh aur Ajju ke sparsh se jagi thi, ab ek bhayanak roop le chuki thi.  Jiska bharpur phaayda uthaate hue aaj Rikshaw wala ballu  apni manmaani kar raha tha, aur Nisha ko lag raha tha jaise uska wajood vaasna mein tadap raha ho.
Bahut der tak yeh silsila chalta raha. ballu ne Nisha ke hotho ki puri laali chura li
Nisha uska bharpur sahyog kar rahi thi .fir woh pal bhi aaya jab Rikshaw wale ne apni pant niche karke apna hathiyar nisha ke labo pe rakh diya . nisha ne apna muh pher liya uski badboo uske nathuno tak jaa rahi thi. Ballu ne thoda aur uske chehre pe ragda toh Nisha ne dheere se muh mein bhar liya.. yeh uska pehla anubhav tha kisi ka lund muh mein bharne ka.. usne toh aaj tak sunny ka bhi nahi liya tha muh mein hygiene ki wajah se..aur aaj woh ek rikshaw wale ka le rahi thi woh bhi khuli sunsan sadak pe. Usne dheere dheere karke   usse apni panaah mein le liya.
Bahut der tak yeh silsila chalta raha aur fir nisha ko apne muh mein kuch chipchipa sa utarta hua meshsoos hua. Ballu k sar se Vaasna ka bhukar utarte hi rikshaw wala thak kar usse alag hua, saamne se kuch gaadiyon ki light aati dikhi toh usne  jhat se apne kapde pehana shuru kiya aur Nisha ki ore dekh k bola - madam kapde pehen lo apne , yahan ab koi bhi aa sakta hai.. ballu ka kaam toh hogya tha lekin Nisha ki tadap toh aur bhi jyada badh gayi thi.. Nisha ab aur agey badhna chahti thi . Woh wahin rikshaw mein nagn padi rahi aur hichkhichate hue madak awaaz mein boli - bhaiya yahaan risk hai ,kahin aur chale  kya ?
Rikshaw wale ko apne kaano pe yakeen nahi hua - usne jaldi-jaldi apne shirt ke button bandh kiye  aur Nisha ki jeans aur kurta uske paas fenk diye. "Chalo , jaldi pehan lo isse"
Nisha ne bina kuch bole, apne kapde uthaye aur ghasitte hue pehne. Uska jism masti se kaanp raha tha. Rikshaw wala ne rikshaw aage badhaya aur Nisha ko apne sath leke chal diya.

Rikshaw ke andar Nisha ab poori tarah nagn thi, rikshaw wala uske upar jhuka hua tha. Uska saara jism darr aur sharam se kaanp raha tha, par ab virodh karne ki taakat usmein bachi nahi thi. Uski aankhon mein ab suroor tha. Rikshaw wale ki gandi saansein uske chehre par pad rahi thi aur uski badboo se Nisha ko ab ajab sa nasha chhaane laga tha.
"Ab aayega maza, rani," rikshaw wala ne fusfusate hue kaha, aur usne Nisha ke honthon par apne gande honth rakh diye. Nisha ne pehle apna munh pherne ki koshish ki, par uski gardan rikshaw wale ki mazboot pakad mein thi. Ab Nisha bhi uska bharpur saath de rahi thi, apni zubaan nikaal ke uske munh mein daal rahi thi. Rikshaw wala ab Nisha ke jism par poori tarah haavi ho chuka tha. Usne Nisha ke boobs ko masalna shuru kar diya aur apni zubaan se uske trikon ko tatolne laga. Nisha ke munh se halki siskiyan nikal rahi thi, uska jism ek ajeeb si lazzat aur dard ke beech ulajh gaya tha. Nisha ne khud hi apne boobs masal diye aur uska haath rikshaw wale ke hathiyar (penis) pe aa gaya. Nisha usse sehlane lagi. Rikshaw wala bola - "Wah kya garam cheez hai tu!"
Nisha ko laga jaise uski saansein tham rahi hain, uska dimag sunn pad gaya tha. Woh behak gayi thi. Uske andar ki aag jo Rakesh aur Ajju ke sparsh se jagi thi, ab ek bhayanak roop le chuki thi. Rikshaw wala apni manmaani kar raha tha, aur Nisha uska bharpur sahyog kar rahi thi. Fir woh pal bhi aaya jab Rikshaw wale ne apna hathiyar Nisha ke labon pe rakh diya. Nisha ne usse apni panaah mein le liya.
Bahut der tak yeh silsila chalta raha aur fir Nisha ko apne munh mein kuch chipchipa sa utarta hua mehsoos hua. Rikshaw wala thak kar usse alag hua, Nisha ab aur aagey badhna chahti thi. Woh wahi
Rikshaw wale ko apne kaano pe yakeen nahi hua. Usne jaldi-jaldi apne kapde pehne aur Nisha ki jeans aur kurta uske paas fenk diye. "Chal, ab jaldi pehan le," usne hairaan hote hue kaha.
Nisha ne bina kuch bole, apne kapde uthaye aur ghasitte hue pehne. Uska jism masti se kaanp raha tha. 
Nisha rikshaw wale ke saath chal di, uska jism masti se kaanp raha tha, aur uske andar ki aag ab sholon mein badal chuki thi. Rikshaw wala use mohalle se thoda bahar, ek sunsaan gali mein le aaya jahan ek sasti si lodge thi. Lodge ke bahar dim roshni jal rahi thi, aur uski deewaron par paan ke peek ke nishaan the.
Nisha pehle thoda ghabra gayi. Usne rikshaw wale ki taraf dekha aur thodi hichakte hue kaha, "Yeh kahaan le aaye aap mujhe?" Uski awaaz mein ab bhi halka sa darr tha, par uske jism ki garmi aur chahat itni badh chuki thi ki woh ab kahin bhi jaane ko taiyaar thi. Use bas apne andar ki tapan bujhani thi.
Rikshaw wala ne Nisha ka haath pakda aur use andar le gaya. Lodge ka andar ka mahol bhi bahar jaisa hi tha – halka andhera, purani deewaren, aur hawa mein ek ajeeb si silan. Rikshaw wala ne reception par kuchh baat ki aur ek chabi le kar Nisha ko room mein le gaya.
Kamra chota tha, usmein ek purana sa palang aur ek dim bulb jal raha tha. Jaise hi darwaza band hua, Nisha aur rikshaw wala akele the. Nisha ki saansein tez ho gayi. Rikshaw wala ne uski taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein ab sirf hawas thi.
Dheere-dheere, Nisha ne apne kapde utaarne shuru kiye. Pehle usne apni t-shirt utari, phir jeans. Har kapde ke utarne ke saath, uske gore gadraaye jism ki chamak badhti gayi. Jab woh poori tarah se nagn ho gayi, toh rikshaw wala use dekh kar pagal sa ho gaya. Uski aankhein badi ho gayi aur uske munh se halki awaaz nikali. Woh apni kismat par naaz karne laga, uski nazron mein ek jeet ka bhaav tha. Nisha ko apne nange jism ko nihaarte hue dekh kar usne apna nichla honth chaba liya, uske andar ki aag aur tez ho chuki thi.
ballu  ne bina der kiye apne kapde utare aur Nisha ke kareeb aaya. Nisha ne bina kisi hichak ke uska hathiyar (penis) apne haath mein liya aur usse acche se choosna shuru kar diya. Uski zubaan ballu ke hathiyar par naach rahi thi, aur ballu sisakne laga.
Badle mein, ballu Nisha ki taraf jhuka aur uski trikon ko choosne laga. Nisha ke munh se madak aahein nikal rahi thi. "Ahhhhh... ummmm," woh sisak rahi thi. Fir usne apna munh upar kiya aur mann bhar ke Nisha ke boobs ko choosne laga, unke nipples ka ras peene laga. Nisha ka jism masti se bilbilane laga, aur usne apne haathon se rikshaw wale ke baalon ko pakad liya.
Kareeb 20 minute tak yeh silsila chalta raha, jahan dono ek doosre ke jism ki chahat mein doobe hue the. Nisha poori tarah se behak chuki thi. Akhirkaar, ballu ne apne hathiyar ko Nisha ke trikon mein daal diya.



ballu lagataar nisha ke trikon mein khalbali macha raha tha Nisha ke munh se ek teekhi  "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oucchhhhh!" Yeh dard aur lazzat ka mila-jula ehsaas tha, jo uske poore jism mein daud gaya. Har dhakke ke saath uske boobs uthne aur girne lage, jaise talabgar ho. ballu ne bina der kiye unhe apne munh mein bhar liya aur unhe choosne laga, jabki neeche se dhakke lagataar maarne laga. Nisha ka sar peeche ki taraf ludak gaya, aur uski aankhon mein nasha chha gaya. Woh poori tarah se us pal mein doob chuki thi, uska jism har sparsh ka jawab de raha tha.
Dhakkon ki raftaar badhti gayi, aur Nisha ki siskiyan bhi tez hoti chali gayi. Rikshaw wala Nisha ke boobs ko choosta raha, unke nipples ko apni zubaan se chedta raha, aur neeche se apni poori taakat se dhakke maarta raha. Nisha ab control mein nahi thi, woh bas us lazzat ki leharon par behti chali ja rahi thi. Uska jism garam ho chuka tha, aur uski saansein haanfne lagi thi.
Fir, ek aakhri tez dhakke ke baad, rikshaw wala paani chhod deta hai. Dono gehri-gehri saansein lene lagte hain, unka jism thak chuka tha, par nasha ab bhi baaki tha. Kamre mein ab sirf unki haanfne ki awaaz goonj rahi thi.
Thodi der baad, jab saansein normal hui, rikshaw wala ne Nisha ki taraf dekha. Uske chehre par ek shaitani muskaan thi. "Tune kabhi peeche se liya hai?" usne dheere se poocha.
Nisha chaunk jaati hai. Yeh sawaal uske liye bilkul naya tha. Usne palat kar rikshaw wale ko dekha aur hichakte hue kaha – "Nahi."
Ballu ne use muskurate hue ghodi banne ko kaha. Nisha ko pehle thodi jhijhak hui, par uske jism ki chahat ab bhi us par haavi thi. Usne dheere se apne ghutno par jhuk kar apni gaand upar ki taraf utha di. Rikshaw wala ne peeche se kuch dekha, uski aankhon mein ek alag chamak thi. Usne apna hathiyar fir se Nisha ke kareeb laya aur peeche se daal diya.
Nisha ke munh se ek tez cheekh nikal uthti hai – "Ahhh!" Yeh dard pehle se zyada tha, par dheere-dheere woh dard maze mein badalne laga. Rikshaw wala dhakke maarne laga, aur Nisha us naye anubhav mein kho gayi. Har dhakke ke saath, use ek anokhi lazzat mil rahi thi. Uska jism ek baar phir masti se kaanp raha tha.
Aur fir, lagataar dhakko ke baad, dono haafne lagte hain, unka jism pasine se tar-batar ho chuka tha. Raat ki gehrayi mein do jismon ki chahat poori ho chuki thi.


Iss raat ki subah hone tak, Nisha ek alag insaan ban chuki thi. Rikshaw wale ke saath bitaye woh pal, woh dard aur phir us dard ke beech mili lazzat, usne Nisha ke andar kuch tod diya tha aur kuch naya bana diya tha. Jab woh rikshaw wale ke saath us lodge se nikli, toh uski chaal mein ab woh pehle jaisi jhijhak nahi thi. Uske andar ek ajeeb si himmat aur besharmi aa chuki thi, jise woh khud bhi pehchan nahi pa rahi thi.
Rikshaw wala ballu use mohalle ke paas chhod gaya. Nisha ne use bina kuch kahe paise diye aur bina peeche mudke dekhe apne ghar ki taraf chal di. Subah ki halki roshni mein bhi uski aankhon mein ab woh aansu nahi the, balki ek nishchit bhaav tha. Uske kadam ab dhile nahi the, balki usmein ek tezi aur naya iraada tha.
Ghar pahunch kar, usne dekha ki Sunny abhi tak soya hua tha, kharaate le raha tha. Saas kitchen mein subah ka kaam kar rahi thi. Nisha ne chupchaap apne kapde badle, nahaayi aur taiyaar ho gayi. Uske chehre par ab koi ghabrahat nahi thi, balki ek shaant, gambhir bhav tha.
Jab woh subah ki chai ke liye baithi, toh saas ne use dekha. "Aaj theek ho beta? Kal tumhari tabiyat theek nahi lag rahi thi."
Nisha ne halki si muskaan di. "Haan Mummyji, ab bilkul theek hoon. Bas thodi thakan thi." Uski awaaz mein pehle jaisi kamzori nahi thi.
Us din ke baad se Nisha mein ek saaf badlav dikhne laga. Woh ab pehle se zyada khuli soch (open-minded) ki ho gayi thi. Uske andar ki dabi hui chahatein, jo ek chingari bankar shuru hui thi, ab ek aag ka roop le chuki thi. Woh ab apne jism ko ek alag nazar se dekhne lagi thi, uski khoobsurati ko pehle se zyada mehsoos karne lagi thi. Mardon ki nazron se ab use ghinn nahi aati thi, balki ek ajeeb sa aakarshan mehsoos hota tha.
Sunny ke saath uska rishta jaisa tha, waisa hi raha. Nisha ne us raat ki ghatna ya apne andar ke badlav ke baare mein Sunny se kuch nahi kaha. Use laga ki Sunny in baaton ko kabhi samajh nahi payega, aur woh khud bhi ab apne naye raste par chalna chahti thi. Uske liye ab Sunny sirf uska pati nahi, balki uski zindagi ka ek hissa tha jiske saath woh apni nayi chahaton ko pura nahi kar sakti thi. Nisha ab apni zindgi ko apne sharto par jeena chahti thi, apne andar ki aurat ko azaadi dena chahti thi.

[Wickedguy]

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[Demon King]

Now complete this story. And next time choose another character. Best of luck for story. Nisha ki life story ko kafi time ho gaya hai, ab phir se read karni pade gi.

[Jyotimoy123]

Gajab

[Guy93]

Hope I am   keeping the same pace as Nisha ki life ...

Honestly saying.... Wo feel nahi aaa rahi jo tumhari pahili story jaise thi.

[Jyotimoy123]

Honestly saying.... Wo feel nahi aaa rahi jo tumhari pahili story jaise thi.

100% sahi bola

[Wickedguy]

Honestly saying.... Wo feel nahi aaa rahi jo tumhari pahili story jaise thi.

apni apni pasand hai dost .  jaake pehli wali padh lo ..  mai  toh apne hisaab se hi likhta hoon

[Wickedguy]

PSand aaye toh theek naa aaye toh bhi theek..

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