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SAMREEN: Shikast-e-Zanjeer-e-Muflisi

Writer/Author- Herotic

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 ANNOUNCEMENT 

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EPISODE 01

Zindagi hamesha ek jaisi nahi rehti. Kabhi-kabhi *** hamari aazmaish ke liye hamare raste me thode kaante bikhair deta hai, taaki hum sabr aur mehnat ka daaman thamein aur Uske aur kareeb ho jayein. Mera naam Samreen hai. Meri umar 34 saal hai, aur main ek nikaah-shuda aurat hoon. Mera nikaah Asif se hua hai, jo behad nek, narm-dil aur deendar insaan hain. Hum dono ki zindagi hamesha se saadgi aur sukoon ke sath guzri hai. *** ne mujhe surat aur seerat dono se nawaza hai, aur mai hamesha koshish karti hoon ki apne parde aur deeni aqeedo ki puri hifazat karoon. Mere liye paakizagi aur haya hi ek aurat ka sabse bada gehna hain.
 
Lekin pichhle kuchh mahino se hamare ghar ke halat thode badal gaye hain. Asif ki ek chhoti si *** kitabon, itar, aur nazaqati chizon jaise ***, ***, aur veil ki dukaan hai. Kuchh waqt se bazaar ki mandali aur dukan ke kiraye me badhauti ki wajah se hamara financial struggle shuru ho gaya. Asif ke chehre par wo fikr ki rekhaayein mujhe andar hi andar takleef deti thin, jo wo mujhse chhupane ki koshish karte the. Ek din maine tay kiya ki main unka hath bataungi. Mujhe bachpan se hi mehendi lagane ka bohot shauk tha, aur poore mohalle me log mere mehendi ke designs ki tareef karte the. Maine socha, kyun na is hunar ko apni taqat banau?
 
Us subah, maine hamesha se thoda jaldi uthkar *** ki *** ada ki. *** se dua mangi ki wo mere is naye kadam me barkat dale aur meri haya aur izzat ki hifazat farmaye. *** ki *** aur *** ki tilawat ke baad, maine ghar ka saara kaam niptaya. Asif dukan ke liye nikalne wale the aur humare ghar ke us bakse jaise purani TV pe news dekh rhe the.
 
BBC News Pakistan, “Lahore ki mashoor Qureshi General Store ke maalik ki eklauti beti Mahira Qureshi ne kuchh aisa kar diya hai jisse pure mulk me sansani hai”, Aaiye yahan ke kuchh logon se puchhte hain ki mahaul kaisa hai, reporter ne ek bande se puchha “Aap zara batayein ki yahan asal me masla kya hua Paijaan”, “are naa karein janab naa karein… dekhein hum yahan apne kaam ke silsile me aayein hain… hume kuchh malooom nhi hai paaijaan… aap kisi aur se puchhein…” us aadmi ne kahan.

[Authors Note: Mahira Qureshi: Ek Gunaah-e-Naseeb ki story complete ho chuki hai, agar aap read karna chahte ho to mujhe messege kar sakte ho.]
  
Tabhi maine TV band kar diya kyuki dusre mulk ke news se humara kya lena dena. Maine unhe chai pesh ki aur bohot hi narm aawaz me apne is faisle ke baare me bataya. "Asif, maine socha hai ki mai shaadi-byah aur tyoharon ke is season me mehendi lagane ka kaam shuru karoon. Meri ek saheli ne ek bade parlour me baat ki hai, jahan sirf khawateen aati hain," maine thoda jhijhakte hue kaha.
 
Asif ne mujhe thodi fikr se dekha, phir unhone muskura kar mera hath thama. "Samreen, mujhe tum par poora bharosa hai. Bas is baat ka khayal rakhna ki jahan bhi jao, tumhara parda aur tumhari paakizagi barkarar rahe."
 
Maine unhe poora yaqeen dilaya. Unke nikalne ke baad, maine aaine ke samne khade hokar khud ko dekha. *** ne mujhe khoobsurati bakhshi hai, lekin us khoobsurati ka asli parda meri haya hai. Maine apni kaali abaya nikali, jise pehan kar mujhe hamesha ek ajeeb sa sukoon milta tha. Maine use pehna, aur bohot hi saleeqe se apne sarr par kaala veil baandha, jisse sirf mera chehra numaya ho rha tha. Mere chehre par koi make-up nahi tha, bas ek paakiza chamak thi jo shayad subah ki *** ki wajah se thi. Apne hath me ek chhota sa purse liye, jisme maine mehendi ke cones, kuchh designs ki photos aur thoda zaroori saaman rakha tha, main ghar se nikal padi.
 
Mera rukh shehar ke ek mashhoor Ladies Parlour and Mehendi Centre ki taraf tha. Jab mai wahan pahunchi, toh bahar se hi halchal saaf mehsoos ho rahi thi. Eid aur shaadiyon ka mahina hone ki wajah se wahan kaafi bheed thi. Maine andar kadam rakha. Parlour ka mahol poori tarah se khawateen ke liye mahfooz tha, isiliye maine wahan jaakar apna veil thoda dheela kiya aur abaya ko sambhala. Wahan kaafi saari auratein pehle se hi baithi hui thin. Kuchh apne baal set karwa rahi thin, toh kuchh facial lagwa rahi thin, lekin sabse zyada bheed mehendi ke section me thi. Hawa me itar, mehendi aur gulab jal ki ek milti-julti, bohot hi pyaari khushboo bikhri hui thi.
 
Wahan ki manager, Farha Baaji, mujhe dekhte hi aage badhin. "Assalamaikum, Samreen! Tumhara hi intezar tha. Tumhari saheli ne tumhare hunar ki bohot tareef ki thi. Aaj hamare paas bohot clients hain, chalo jaldi se shuru ho jao.", Maine unhe salam kiya, "Walaikumsalam Farha Baaji, main apni taraf se poori koshish karungi."
 
Farha Baaji ne mujhe ek aaramdayak kursi par bithaya. Mere saamne ek badi mez thi aur aas-pas kaafi saari auratein baithi thin, jo aapas me hans-bol rahi thin. Unme se kuchh auratein mujhe bade gaur se dekh rahi thin. Shayad unhe mera itna deeni aur parda-nasheen hona, aur sath hi is tarah ke kaam me aana thoda alag lag raha tha. Meri pehli client ek nayi-nayi begum thin, jinka naam Shazia tha. Wo thodi pareshan thi kyunki unhe bohot hi bariki wala Arabic design chahiye rakhna tha.
 
"Baji, mujhe aisi mehendi chahiye jo bohot ghani ho aur rang bhi bohot gehra aaye," Shazia ne thoda nakhre se kaha. Maine muskura kar apne purse se mehendi ka cone nikala. "Aap befikr rahiye, *** ne chaha toh design bhi achha banega aur rang bhi chokha chadhega."
 
Maine unka hath apne hath me liya. Unke naram hath par jaise hi maine cone chalana shuru kiya, meri ungliyan khud-ba-khud ek jaadui raftaar se chalne lagin. Maine bina kisi jhijhak ke, bohot hi khoobsurat phool, pattiyaan aur bareek jaali ka kaam shuru kiya. Mere haathon ki safai dekh kar aas-pas baithi doosri auratein bhi paas aakar khadi ho gayin. "Mashahalah, Samreen! Tumhare haathon me toh sach me jaadu hai," ek buzurg khatoon ne meri tareef karte hue kaha, Maine nigahein neeche rakhte hue kaha, "Sab *** ka karam hai, Ammi jaan."
 
Par aane wali auraton ki sankhya badhti ja rahi thi. Ab tak maine paanch-chhe auraton ko mehendi laga di thi. Kaam karte-karte, wahan baithi auraton se baatein bhi ho rahi thin. Wo sabhi gharelu aur deeni mizaaj ki thin, isiliye meri unse kaafi acchi banti chali gayi. Ek khatoon, jinka naam Razia tha, unhone mujhse puchha, "Samreen, tum dikhne me itni haseen ho, aur tumhara andaz bhi itna paakiza hai. Tumhare shauhar kya karte hain?"
 
Maine bina kisi jhep ke sacchaai batayi, "Ji Unki ek chhoti si dini cheezon ki dukan hai. Bas aajkal bazaar ke halat thode thik nahi hain, toh maine socha unka sath doon." Meri baat sunkar wahan baithi kayi auraton ke dilon me mere liye izzat aur badh gayi. Razia ji ne mere sarr par hath rakha, "*** tumhare rizk me barkat de aur tumhare nikaah ko hamesha salamat rakhe. Aaj ke daur me aisi samajhdar aur nek biwi milna naseeb ki baat hai."
 
Unki baaton se mujhe andar se ek ajeeb sa hausla mila. Jo darr aur hichkichahat subah ghar se nikalte waqt mere dil me thi, wo ab poori tarah se gayab ho chuki thi. Mujh jaisi ek aam, deeni aur parda-nasheen aurat ke liye, ghar se nahar nikal kar kaam karna aasan nahi tha, lekin jab maqsad saaf ho aur niyat me paakizagi ho, toh raaste khud-ba-khud aasan ho jaate hain.
 
Dopahar ki *** ki aawaz jab qareeb ki *** se aayi, toh maine thodi der ke liye kaam rok diya. Farha Baaji ne parlour ke andar hi ek chhota sa kona *** ke liye banaya hua tha. Maine wahan jaakar *** kiya aur bohot hi sukoon se *** ki *** ada ki. *** ke baad maine apne purse se thoda sa khana nikala jo mai ghar se layi thi.
 
Abhi mai khana kha hi rahi thi ki Farha Baaji daudti hui aayin. "Samreen, jaldi karo! Ek bohot hi khas client aayi hain. Wo shehar ke ek bade pakki-saakh wale khandaan se hain. Unhe kisi khas function me jaana hai aur unhe sabse behtareen artist chahiye. Maine unhe tumhara naam diya hai.", Maine apna hath dhoya, apni abaya aur veil ko dubara sahi kiya aur apni jagah par aakar baith gayi. Jo khatoon aayin thin, unka naam Yasmin Begum tha. Wo kaafi robdar aur ameer gharane ki lag rahi thin, lekin unke mizaaj me ek therao tha.
 
Unhone mujhe upar se neeche tak dekha, shayad mere is saadgi bhare parde ko dekh kar wo thoda hairan thin. "Toh tum ho Samreen? Maine suna hai tum bohot haseen designs banati ho.", "Ji, Begum Sahiba. *** ne jo thoda bohot hunar diya hai, wahi pesh karti hoon," maine narm-dili se jawab diya, Yasmin Begum ne apna hath aage badhaya. Unke hath par mehendi lagana ek badi chunauti thi, kyunki unhe ekdum traditional design chahiye tha, jisme kaafi bariki aur sabr ki zaroorat hoti hai. Maine gehri saans li, Dil me *** padha aur cone thaam liya.
 
Ghanto beet gaye, meri ungliyan bina ruke chalti rahin. Maine Yasmin Begum ke haathon par ek aisi mehendi rachayi jo kisi shahkaar se kam nahi thi. Beech-beech me parlour ki doosri ladkiyan aur auratein aakar dekhti aur dabi aawaz me tareef karti. Meri kaali abaya ke aasteen thode upar the, jisse mere apne gore aur saaf hath numaya ho rahe the, jo khud mehendi ki halki laali se saje hue the. Jab mehendi poori hui, toh Yasmin Begum ne apne haathon ko dekha. Unke chehre par ek munasib muskaan aagayi. "Mashahalah, Samreen! Jaisa suna tha, tum usse kahin badhkar ho, Tumhare haathon me safai toh hai hi, par tumhare mizaaj ki paakizagi tumhare kaam me dikhti hai." Unhone khush hokar mujhe tay-shuda paise se kahin zyada inaam diya.
 
Din khatam hote-hote mera purse un paison se bhar chuka hai, jinki hamein is waqt sakht zaroorat thi. Maine Farha Baaji ka shukriya ada kiya, apna veil sahi se dhaanpa, aur bahar nikal aayi. Bahar sham ki thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Mai tezi se apne ghar ki taraf badh rahi thi, jahan Asif mera intezar kar rahe honge. Mere dil me aaj ek alag hi sukoon aur fahr ka ehsaas tha. Maine ye pehla din kamyabi se poora kar liya tha, aur mujhe yaqeen tha ki *** hamari mushkilon ko jald hi aasan kar dega.
 
Zindagi me har naya din ek jaisi dhup lekar nahi aata. Kuchh subah aisi hoti hain jo dil me sukoon bikhair deti hain, aur kuchh din aisi aazmaish lekar aate hain jahan aapki haya, aapka sabr aur aapke mizaaj ka imtihan hota hai. Us din se agle din, mai bohot ummeed aur hausle ke sath uthi thi. Kal ki kamyabi ne mujhe ek naya bharosa diya tha. Maine hamesha ki tarah *** ki *** ke baad *** ka shukr ada kiya ki usne hamare financial struggle ke beech ek aasan rasta dikhaya.
 
Ghar ka kaam niptakar, maine aaine ke samne khade hokar apna kaala abaya pehna. Apne sarr par veil ko is tarah saleeqe se baandha ki meri paakizagi par koi aanch na aaye. Meri gori rangat aur nigaahon ki haya, is kaali abaya me hamesha aur numaya ho jaati thin. Log kehte hain ki mai sundar hoon, lekin mere liye meri sundarata sirf mere shauhar Asif ke liye hai. Bahar ki duniya ke liye toh ye sirf ek aazmaish hai, jisse mujhe khud ko hamesha mahfooz rakhna hota hai. Maine apna wahi chhota sa purse uthaya aur Farha Baaji ke parlour ki taraf nikal padi.
 
Jab mai parlour pahunchi, toh dopahar ka waqt ho raha tha. Kal ki kamyabi ke baad Farha Baaji ne mujhe dekhte hi gale se laga liya. "Aao, Samreen! Aaj bhi kaafi kaam hai. Kal jo tumne Yasmin Begum ke hath par mehendi lagayi thi, uski wajah se aaj do-teen naye clients sirf tumhara puchhte hue aaye hain.". Maine narm-dili se muskura kar kaha, "***, Baaji. Ye sab *** ka karam hai."
 
Maine apna abaya thoda sambhala, veil ko sahi kiya aur apni kursi par baith gayi. Shuruati do-teen ghante bohot tezi se beete. Maine do ladkiyon ko unke bhai ki shaadi ke liye bohot hi pyare designs lagaye. Wo dono mere mizaaj aur meri deeni baaton se itni mutasir thin ki unhone mere sath kaafi der tak deen aur paakizagi par baatein kin. Mujhe lag raha tha ki ye kaam mere liye sirf paisa kamane ka zariya nahi, balki logon se judne aur ek paakiza daayra banane ka sabab ban raha hai. Lekin tabhi, dopahar ke dhalte waqt, parlour ka darwaza khula aur ek aisi tabdeeli aayi jisne mere dil ke sukoon ko hila kar rakh diya.
 
Parlour ke darwaze par lagi kaanch ki ghanti baji. Maine sarr utha kar dekha, toh ek bohot hi ameer sahab andar dakhil hue. Unki umar lagbhag 40 se 45 saal ke beech rahi hogi. Unhone bohot hi mehnge kapde pehne hue the, hath me ek qeemti ghadi thi, aur unke mizaaj se saaf jhalak raha tha ki wo ek bade *** gharane se taalluq rakhte hain. Unke sath unki wife thin, jo behad khoobsurat thin aur unhone bohot hi bhaanpne wala, mehnge reshmi sadi ka pehnawa pehna tha.
 
Farha Baaji unhe dekhte hi apni kursi se khadi ho gayin aur bade hi garm-joshi se unka welcome kiya. "Namaste, Pandey Ji! Namaste Madam, Aaiye, aaiye. Madam, aap toh bohot dino baad aayin. Bilkul bhul hi gyi hain, aap toh hamari sabse purani aur khas customers me se hain. Bataiye, aaj kya sewa karein aapki?", Pandey Ji ne muskura kar jawab diya, "Madam ko ek khas function ke liye sabse behtareen mehendi lagwani hai Farha Ji. Maine kaha ki aapke parlour se achhi mehendi poore shehar me koi nahi laga sakta." Ye sunkar farha baaji hasne lagin.
 
Farha Baaji ne turant meri taraf ishara kiya. "Aapne ekdum sahi kiya Pandey ji. Ye hain Samreen. Hamari sabse behtareen aur naye zamane ki sabse maahir artist. Inke haathon me toh jaise jaadu hai.", Jaise hi Farha Baaji ne mera naam liya, Pandey Ji ki nigahein ghumkar mujh par aakar tik gayin. Us lamhe, jab unhone mujhe dekha, toh wo jaise poori tarah hakka-bakka reh gaye. Unki nigaahon me ek ajeeb sa thehrao aur hairani thi. Main apni kaali abaya aur veil me baithi hui thi, lekin meri aankhon ki chamak aur mere chehre ka paakiza noor shayad unke liye bilkul anjaan aur hila dene wala tha. Wo kuchh pal ke liye bilkul sunn khade rahe, jaise unhe yaqeen na ho raha ho ki koi aurat parde me bhi itni haseen aur purkashish ho sakti hai.
 
Unki wo pehli nazar hi mere dil me ek ajeeb sa bechaini paida kar gayi. Ek deeni aur paakiza khaatun hone ke naate, mujhe mardon ki nazron ki pehchan bohot acche se thi. Jab koi mard kisi aurat ko is tarah gaur se dekhta hai, toh ek shareef aurat ka dil andar se kaamp uthta hai. Maine turant apni nigahein neeche kar lin aur dil hi dil me *** padhne lagi.
 
Madam meri mez ke saamne aakar baith gayin. Pandey Ji bhi unke theek peechhe, ek aaramdayak sofe par baith gaye, jahan se meri mez aur main bilkul saaf dikh rahi thi. "Samreen, zara mere haathon par kuchh alag aur naya design banao," Madam ne bohot hi narm aawaz me kaha. "Ji, bilkul," maine dabi aawaz me kaha, lekin mera dhyan lagane me thoda waqt lag raha tha. Mera poora jism is ehsaas se tharr-tharra raha tha ki Pandey Ji ki nigahein mujh par hi tiki hui thin.
 
Maine Madam ka hath apne hath me liya aur mehendi ka cone chalana shuru kiya. Lekin jaise hi maine kaam shuru kiya, mujhe mehsoos hua ki Pandey Ji apni wife ko dekhne ke bajay, lagatar sirf aur sirf mujhe hi ghur rahe the. Unki aankhein mere chehre, mere baandhe hue veil, aur jab main cone chalane ke liye apni abaya ki aasteen ko halka sa peechhe karti, toh mere gore haathon aur ungliyon par aakar ruk jaati thin.
 
Mera andaruni jung shuru ho chuka tha, mera dil mujhse keh raha tha, 'Samreen, uth ja yahan se! Ek gair-mard is tarah tujhe ghur raha hai, ye teri haya aur tere parde ke khilaf hai.' Lekin doosri taraf, mere dimaag me mere shauhar ka chehra ghoom gaya. Unki dukan ki maali tangi, ghar ke kharche, aur wo umeed jo kal unki aankhon me dikhi thi, unhone mujhe ijazat di thi is shart par ki mai apni hifazat karoon. Agar mai is tarah beech me kaam chhod kar uth jaati, toh Farha Baaji ka nuksaan hota, unke sabse purane customer ke samne tamasha banta, aur shayad mujhe is parlour se nikal diya jaata.
 
Maine apni nigaahon ko poori tarah se Madam ke haathon par kendrit kar liya. Maine tay kiya ki main upar dekhungi hi nahi. Lekin ek aurat ki sixth sense kabhi jhoot nahi bolti. Jab koi aapko itni shiddat aur gaur se ghurta hai, toh aapki jild par us nazar ki tapish mehsoos hoti hai. Pandey Ji sofe par baithe kabhi apni ghadi dekhte, toh kabhi dukan ke bahaane mujhse baat karne ki koshish karte.
 
"Samreen Ji, aap kaafi tezi se aur safai se kaam karti hain. Waise aapne ye kaam kahan se sikha?" Pandey Ji ne achanak puchha. Unki aawaz me ek ajeeb sa jhukav tha, Mera dil zor se dhadka. Maine bina unki taraf dekhe, bohot hi choti aur ruki hui aawaz me jawab diya, "Ji Ghar par hi sikha hai."
 
Madam ne bhi unka sath diya, "Haan, waise tumhari mehendi ki khushboo aur design dono hi bohot acche hain. Pandey Ji, dekhiye na, kitna pyara phool banaya hai inhone." Pandey Ji ne apni wife ki baat ka jawab toh diya, lekin unki aankhein ab bhi mere chehre par thin. "Haan haan, mai dekh raha hoon. Sach me, aisi khoobsurati aur aisa hunar roz-roz dekhne ko nahi milta."
 
Unke is bayaan me ek chhipa hua ishara tha, jo meri sundarata ki taraf tha na ki sirf mehendi ki. Ye sunkar mere kaan garam ho gaye aur mujhe ek ajeeb si sharm aur gusse ka ehsaas hua. Mujhe lag raha tha ki meri paakizagi par ek anjaan shakhs apni nazron se daka daal raha hai. Mai ek deeni aurat thi, mere liye ek gair-mard ki aisi nigaah kisi khanjar se kam nahi thi. Mera dil chah raha tha ki mai apna abaya aur veil aur zor se samet loon aur wahan se bhaag jaun.
 
Maine apne dil ko sambhalne ke liye andar hi andar *** ka naam lena shuru kar diya. 'Ya ***, meri hifazat farma. Mere is parde ki, meri haya ki hifazat farma. Mai yahan kisi galat niyat se nahi aayi hoon, bas apne shauhar ka sath dene aur nek kaam karne aayi hoon. Mujhe is aazmaish se surkhru kar.'
 
Madam ke haathon par mehendi ka design aage badh raha tha. Pandey Ji beech-beech me uthkar thoda paas aate, jaise wo mehendi ka design dekh rahe hon, lekin unka asli maqsad mere qareeb aana aur mujhe aur gaur se dekhna tha. Jab wo paas aate, toh unke mehnge perfume ki khushboo meri saanson tak pahunchti, jo mujhe aur pareshan kar deti. Mere apne hath thode kaampne lage the, lekin maine apne hunar ko bikharne nahi diya. Maine apni ungliyon par kabu rakha aur design ko bilkul kharab nahi hone diya.
 
Farha Baaji thodi der ke liye doosre section me gayi hui thin, isiliye mujhe is mahol me khud ko akele hi sambhalna tha. Maine socha ki agar mai yahan thoda sa bhi gussa dikhaungi, toh halat kharab ho sakte hain, aur agar mai kamzor pad gayi, toh Pandey Ji ka hausla aur badh sakta hai. Isiliye maine ek paakiza khamoshi ka rasta chuna. Ek aisi khamoshi jo khud me ek parda hoti hai.
 
Lagbhag do ghante tak wo aazmaish chalti rahi. Pandey Ji ki lagatar ghurti hui nigaahon ne mujhe andar se thaka diya tha, jitna main din bhar ke kaam se bhi nahi thakti thi. Jab Madam ke dono haathon aur pairon par mehendi poori ho gayi, toh unhone aaine me dekha aur khushi se uchhal padin, "Oh my god, Samreen! Ye toh kaafi sundar hai! Itni sundar mehendi maine aaj tak nahi lagwayi," Madam ne tareefon ke pul baandh diye. Pandey Ji bhi khade ho gaye. Unhone apne purse se paise nikale aur Farha Baaji ko diye, aur phir ek bada note nikal kar meri taraf badhaya. "Ye aapki mehnat aur aapki... khoobsurati ka inaam hai, Samreen Ji."
 
Maine unke hath ki taraf dekha bhi nahi. Maine apni nigahein zameen par tikaye rakhte hue narm magar saaf aawaz me kaha, "Shukriya Pandey Ji, lekin mujhe meri mehnat ke paise Farha Baaji se mil jaate hain. Mujhe alag se inaam ki zaroorat nahi hai.", Meri is baat me jo therao aur parda-nasheen mizaaj tha, usne shayad Pandey Ji ko ye samajhne par majboor kar diya ki main koi aisi-waisi aurat nahi hoon. Unhone thoda jhijhakte hue apna hath peechhe kiya aur apni wife ke sath parlour se bahar nikal gaye.
 
Unke jaane ke baad, maine ek gehri aur thandi saans li. Mera jism ab bhi thoda kaamp raha tha, lekin mere dil me ek sukoon tha ki maine apni haya aur apni paakizgi par koi aanch nahi aane di. Maine is naye din ki aazmaish ko bhi sabr aur paakizagi ke sath jhel liya tha. Maine apna veil sahi kiya, apna purse uthaya, aur ghar ki taraf chal padi, jahan mere shauhar ki sukoon bhari duniya mera intezar kar rahi thi.

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EPISODE 02

Bahar shaam ka saya gehra ho chuka tha. Jab main apne mohalle ki taraf badh rahi thi, toh thandi hawa ke jhonke mere chehre se takra rahe the, lekin mere andar ab bhi ek ajeeb si bechaini thi. Pandey Ji ki wo ghurti hui nigahein aur unke kahe hue alfaaz mere dimaag me baar-baar gunj rahe the. Maine apni abaya ko aur thoda samet liya aur apne kadam tezi se badhane lagi. Ek paakiza aurat ke liye gair-mard ki aisi nazar ek bojh jaisi hoti hai, jise wo jitna jaldi ho sake, utaar fekna chahti hai.
 
Jab main hamare mohalle ke nukkad par pahunchi, toh wahan se Asif ki chhoti si dukaan saaf nazar aa rahi thi. Raat ke is waqt dukaan ki peeli roshni me sab kuchh bohot narm aur sukoon-bhara lag raha tha. Maine apne kadam thode dheeme kiye aur door se hi unhe dekhne lagi.
 
Asif dukaan ke andar khade the. Unhone hamesha ki tarah kurta-payejama aur sarr par topi pehni hui thi. Unke chehre par wahi pur-sukoon aur narm mizaaj tha jo unki sabse badi pehchan thi. Is waqt unki dukaan par ek customer aaya hua tha. Asif bade hi sabr aur adab ke sath us shakhs ko alag-alag tarah ki safed topiyan aur itar ki shishiyan dikha rahe the. Unhone ek chhoti si itar ka dhakkan khola aur bohot hi saleeqe se us customer ke hath ki pusht par lagaya taaki wo khushboo ka andaza laga sake.
 
Unhe is tarah mehnat karte dekh kar mere dil me unke liye mohabbat aur izzat aur badh gayi. Wo kitne nek aur imandari ki rozi kamane wale insaan hain. Bhale hi hamari zindagi me maali tangi chal rahi thi, lekin unka imaan aur unka mizaaj kabhi nahi badla. Wo thode se paise ke liye bhi har customer se itne akhlaq se pesh aate the. Maine ek gehri saans li aur dil me socha ki unka sath dekar maine bilkul sahi faisla kiya hai. Mai unke samne se guzarne ke bajay, ghumkar peechhe ki gali se sidhe ghar chali gayi, taaki unhe dukaan par mere aane se koi khalali na ho.
 
Ghar aakar maine sabse pehle *** kiya aur *** ki *** ada ki. Uske baad maine *** par baithe-baithe *** se bohot dua mangi. Phir maine kitchen me jaakar khana taiyar kiya. Thodi der baad Asif bhi dukaan band karke ghar aagaye. Unke chehre par din bhar ka thakaan tha, lekin mujhe dekh kar unhone hamesha ki tarah ek pyari si muskaan di. Hum dono ne dastarkhwan par baith kar khana khaya. Maine unhe aaj ki kamyabi aur paison ke baare me bataya, jise sunkar unhone *** ka shukr ada kiya. Lekin maine Pandey Ji wali baat unhe nahi batayi, main nahi chahti thi ki wo khamakhah fikr-mand hon ya unhe bura lage.
 
Khana khane aur bartan saaf karne ke baad, hum dono sone ke liye kamre me aagaye. Asif thake hue the, isiliye wo jald hi bistar par let gaye aur unki aankhein moondne lagin. Maine kamre ki bulb band kar di aur sirf ek chhota sa dim lamp jalta chhod diya.
 
Jab main bistar par leti, toh kamre me poori tarah sannata tha. Asif ki saanson ki dheemi aawaz aa rahi thi. Maine aakhein band ki, toh achanak mere dimaag me parlour ka wo manzar dobara ghoom gaya. Pandey Ji ka wo robdar chehra, unki mehenge perfume ki khushboo, aur unki wo lagatar ghurti hui aankhein... "Sach me, aisi khoobsurati aur aisa hunar roz-roz dekhne ko nahi milta..." Unke ye alfaaz mere kaano me dobara gunje.
 
Maine karwat badli. Mujhe ek ajeeb sa, anjaan sa ehsaas hone laga. Ek taraf toh mera deeni mizaaj aur meri haya un baaton ko gunah aur galat maan kar radd kar rahi thi, lekin doosri taraf, ek aurat hone ke naate, us mardana tawajjo ne mere andar ek ajeeb si halchal paida kar di thi. Maine aaj tak Asif ke alawa kisi mard ko is tarah apne itne kareeb mehsoos nahi kiya tha. Pandey Ji ka wo rukh, unka wo upar se neeche tak dekhna, mujhe thoda beaaram kar raha tha, lekin saath hi mere jism me ek ajeeb si garmi bhi paida kar raha tha jise main khud samajh nahi paa rahi thi. Main baar-baar *** padh kar un khayalon ko jhatakne ki koshish kar rahi thi.
 
Shayad meri is bechaini aur karwatein badalne ki wajah se Asif ki aankh khul gayi. Unhone kamre ki dim roshni me meri taraf dekha. Unki aankhon me mohabbat aur thoda sa ishara tha. Unhone apna haath aage badhakar meri kamar par rakha aur mujhe apne kareeb khinch liya. "Samreen, tum abhi tak soyi nahi? Kya baat hai, kaafi thak gayi ho kya?" unhone behad narm aawaz me puchha.
 
"Nahi, bas aisi hi neend nahi aa rahi thi," maine unki baahon me samate hue kaha. Asif ne mere baalon ko chhua aur mere chehre par chumban dene lage. Unka ye dulaar hamesha mujhe sukoon deta tha. Dheere-dheere unka mizaaj badalne laga aur wo mere sath jismani taalluq banane ke liye aage badhe. Mere andar pehle se hi Pandey Ji ke khayalon aur ek anjaan garmi ki wajah se ek halchal machi hui thi, isiliye aaj main bhi is taalluq ke liye andar se kaafi garam aur tayyar mehsoos kar rahi thi. Maine unka saath diya.
 
Lekin hamare rishte me ek aisi kami thi jo pichhle kuchh waqt se aksar samne aati thi. Ek biwi aur ek paakiza aurat hone ke naate mujhe ye sab bolna to nhi chahiye par mere shauhar ek deen-dar aur narm-dil insaan zaroor the, lekin jismani taur par wo thode kamzor the. Unki lulli size me thodi choti thi, aur unke andar mardana taqat ki thodi kami thi. Jaise hi unhone mere jism me dakhil hone ki koshish ki, mera jism unki chhuwan aur us garmi se poori tarah pighal raha tha, main chahti thi ki wo mujhe us sukoon tak le jayein jahan ek aurat poori tarah shaant hoti hai.
 
Lekin afsos, wo do minute bhi nahi tik paaye. Abhi mai us lutf ki shuruat me hi pahunchi thi ki unka nikaal kar ho gaya aur wo poori tarah dhaanp kar mere upar se hat gaye. Wo buri tarah se haanf rahe the. "Samreen, aaj din bhar ki thakaan zyada thi…" unhone sharmindagi se muskura kar kaha aur meri peshani par haath rakh kar doosri taraf karwat lekar let gaye. Kuchh hi minto me unki gehri saans chalne lagi aur wo so gaye.
 
Main bistar par bilkul khamoshi se chhat ko dekhti rahi. Mera poora jism is waqt garmi se tap raha tha. Ek aurat hone ke naate, jab aapka jism aadhe raste me chhod diya jaye, toh wo bechaini bardasht se bahar ho jaati hai. Mai adhoori aur garam hi reh gayi thi.
 
Is tanhai aur adhoorepan me, mere dimaag me phir se Pandey Ji ka wo mardana thasra, unki unchi lambi jism aur unki wo ghurti hui jaanleva nigahein aane lagin. Maine bistar ki chaadar ko apni ungliyon me zor se bheencha. Ek nek aur deeni biwi hone ke bawajood, is waqt mera jism aur mera dimaag ek ajeeb si aazmaish ke daure se guzar raha tha, jahan ek taraf mera shauhar tha jo nek tha par kamzor, aur doosri taraf ek anjaan mard ki nazar thi jisne meri soyi hui khwahishon ko jaga diya tha.
 
Khiar raat ka sannaata ab aur gehra ho chuka tha. Kamre me deewar par tangi ghadi ki tik-tik aur Asif ke gehri saanson ki aawaz gunj rahi thi. Wo sukoon se so rahe the, is baat se bilkul bekhabar ki unke barabar me leti unki biwi is waqt kis zehni karb aur jism ki aag me jal rahi hai. Mera jism abhi bhi us adhoorepan ki wajah se tar-ba-tar tha, aur usse bhi zyada mera dimaag khayalon ke ek aise bhanwar me fasa tha jahan se nikalne ka rasta mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha.
 
Maine karwat badal kar pas me soye mere shauhar ke chehre ko dekha. Dim peeli roshni me unka chehra behad masoom aur nuraani lag raha tha. Unhe dekh kar mere dil me achanak ek tees uthi. Asif ki isi jismani kamzori aur mardana taqat ki kami ki wajah se, hamari nikaah ke itne saal baad bhi meri godd sooni thi. Aaj tak hamara koi bachha nahi hua tha.
 
Har aurat ka ek khwab hota hai ki wo ammi bane, uske aangan me kisi bacche ki kilkariyan gunje, aur jab wo apne shauhar ko dekhe toh unke darmiyan unki mohabbat ki ek janti nishani muskura rahi ho. Maine bhi ye khwab dekha tha. Shuruati saalon me jab maine is baare me baat karne ki koshish ki, toh Asif sharminda ho jaate the. Unka wo utra hua chehra dekh kar maine phir kabhi is mauzu par baat nahi ki. Maine socha ki shayad *** ki yahi marzi hai, aur maine sabr kar liya. Maine unki is kamzori ko unki izzat ke khatir poore zamane se chhupaye rakha, yahan ke apne maika walo ko bhi kabhi bhanak nahi lagne di.
 
Lekin aaj, jab jism aadhe raste me sulagta hua chhod diya gaya, toh wo saari dabi hui khwahishein aur ek bacche ki chah achanak se dabe paon bahar nikal aayin. Mera dil andar se rone laga. Kya main zindagi bhar aisi hi adhoori rahoongi? Kya main kabhi us sukoon aur us khushi ko mehsoos nahi kar paungi jo ek aurat ka haq hoti hai?
 
Is adhoorepan aur jism ki garmi me, shaitan ne mere dimaag par ghera dalna shuru kiya. Main jitna un khayalon se bhaagna chahti thi, Pandey Ji ka wo robdar chehra meri aankhon ke samne utna hi saaf hota ja raha tha. Unka wo 40 saal ki umar ka mardana jism, unke choude seene, aur unki aankhon me jhalakti wo mardana kashish, jise dekh kar hi samajh aata tha ki wo kitne taqatwar aur mardana ufaan se bharpoor hain.
 
Mera dimaag mujhe ek aisi jagah le jaane laga jahan mujhe nahi jaana chahiye tha. Maine socha ki agar Pandey Ji jaisa mard kisi aurat ke saath hota, toh kya wo use is tarah do minute me adhoora chhodta? Unki wo ghurti hui nigahein, jo parlour me mere jism ki nazaqat ko naap rahi thin, unme ek aisi tishnagi thi jo shayad meri is adhoori pyaas ko poori tarah mita sakti thi. Unka wo mehenge perfume ki khushboo jaise ab bhi meri saanson me basi hui thi.
 
Mera jism un khayalon ke saath hi aur zor se dhadakne laga. Ek pal ke liye, sirf ek gunahgaar pal ke liye, mere andar ek aisi khwahish jagi ki kaash... kaash koi aisa mard hota jo mujhe poori tarah se ek aurat hone ka ehsaas dilata.
 
Jaise hi ye khayal mere dimaag me mukammal hua, mera poora jism darr aur sharmindagi se kaamp utha. Maine jhatke se apni aankhein kholi aur bistar par baith gayi.
 
"***! ***!" Maine dono haathon se apna chehra chhupa liya aur mere halaq se ek dabi hui cheekh nikal gayi. Mera dil itni zore se dhadak raha tha jaise abhi seene se bahar nikal aayega. Mujh par ek ajeeb sa gunah ka ehsaas taari ho gaya. Mai nek deeni aurat hoon, mai panch-waqta *** hoon, maine hamesha parda aur haya ki hifazat ki hai, phir mere dimaag me ek paraye mard, aur wo bhi ek gair *** mard ke baare me aise gande aur napaak khayal kaise aa sakte hain?, "Ya ***, mujhe maaf kar de! Mai bhatak rahi hoon, shaitan mujhe behka raha hai," maine roti hui aawaz me dabi dabi dua mangi.
 
Mujhe apne aap se ghin aane lagi. Maine paas me soye mere shauhar ko dekha, jo mujh par itna bharosa karte hain, jinhone subah hi mera haath thame hue kaha tha ki 'tumhara parda salamat rahe'. Wo kitne nek hain, bhale hi unme jismani kamzori hai, lekin unhone mujhe kabhi koi takleef nahi di, hamesha izzat di, mohabbat di. Aur mai yahan unke barabar me let kar ek paraye mard ke jism aur uski taqat ke baare me soch rahi hoon?
 
Ye mere nikaah ke khilaf tha, meri paakizagi ke khilaf tha. Maine mehsoos kiya ki mere parde me ek aisi darar aagayi hai jise koi dekh toh nahi sakta, lekin mera *** dekh raha hai. Meri aankhon se aansu nikal kar mere gaalon par behne lage. Mujhe lag raha tha ki main un auraton jaisi banti ja rahi hoon jinki main hamesha ninda karti thi.
 
Is zehni jung aur galati ke bojh ko main aur bardasht nahi kar paa rahi thi. Bistar par letna mere liye azaab ban gaya tha. Maine dheere se chadar hatayi, taaki Asif ki neend kharab na ho, aur dabe paon kamre se bahar nikal aayi.
 
Maine gussalkhane me jaakar thande paani se chehre ko dhoya. Paani ki thandak ne mere jism ki us jalti hui garmi ko thoda shaant kiya, lekin dil ka bojh abhi bhi wahi tha. Maine sarr par dupatta achhe se dhaanpa aur *** ki niyat baandhi. Jab main *** me gayi, toh mera sabr toot gaya. Mai zor-zor se subakne lagi, lekin meri aawaz bilkul dabi hui thi.
 
"Ya ***, mere is bhatakte hue dil ko sambhal le. Mujhe mere shauhar ka wafadar rakh. Shaitan ne jo napaak khayal mere dil me dale hain, unhe hamesha ke liye mita de. Mai kamzor pad rahi hoon, ***, mujhe is maali tangi aur jism ke imtihan se bahar nikal. Meri haya hi mera guroor hai, is guroor ko kabhi tootne mat dena."
 
Maine kaafi der tak *** me sarr rakh kar ro-ro kar apne un gunahgaar khayalon ki maafi mangi. *** se sarr uthane ke baad, mujhe thoda sa sukoon mehsoos hua. Maine tay kiya ki main ab se parlour jaate waqt apne dil aur nigaah par aur sakhti se pehra lagaungi, aur Pandey Ji ho ya koi bhi gair-mard, unka koi bhi khayal apne paas bhatakne bhi nahi dungi. Mera ye pehla aur aakhri bhatkaav tha, jise maine apni *** se dho diya tha.

[Herotic]

EPISODE 03

Waqt parinda ban kar udta hai, aur insaan uske paron ki raftaar ke saath apne halat ko dhaalne ki koshish karta hai. Us bechain raat ke baad, maine apne dil aur dimaag par ek sangeen pehra bitha diya tha. Shaitan ne jo ek pal ki kamzori mere andar paida karne ki koshish ki thi, maine use *** ke *** me ro-ro kar poori tarah dho diya tha. Din beet-te gaye, aur maine apni paakizgi, apne parde aur apne *** ke usoolon ko aur zyada mazbooti se thaam liya.

Asif ke saath mera rishta wahi pehle jaisa pur-sukoon tha. Unki jismani kamzori ab bhi wahi thi, hamari raatein ab bhi usi khamoshi aur adhoorepan me guzarti thin, lekin ab maine us adhoorepan ko apna naseeb maan kar sabr ka daaman thaam liya tha. Main unhe dekh kar muskura deti, unke liye dil se dua karti aur unki maali pareshaniyon ko kam karne ke liye har roz parlour jaakar apni poori jaan laga deti. Mera dhyaan ab sirf aur sirf rozi kamane aur apne shauhar ka saath dene par tha.
 
Pichhle kuchh dino me Ladies Parlour me meri ek alag hi pehchan ban chuki thi. Shehar ki door-door ke ilaqon se khawateen aati thin aur aate hi sirf ek hi naam puchti thin, "Samreen Baaji kahan hain?", Maine apne hunar ko is hadd tak nikhara tha ki mere banaye hue Arabic, Darbaari aur Marwadi designs ki dumein har taraf thin. Farha Baaji mujhse behad khush thin, kyunki meri wajah se unka parlour poore ilaqe me sabse top par chal raha tha. Har shaam jab mai ghar laut-ti, toh mera purse un paison se bhara hota tha jinki wajah se ab Asif ke chehre ki fikr kam hone lagi thi. Unhone apni dukan ke liye naya samaan mangwa liya tha, aur hamara financial struggle dheere-dheere khatam ho raha tha.
 
Khair, Parlour ka mahol hamesha hansi-mazaak aur chahchaha-hat se bhara rehta tha. Kyunki wahan sirf auratein aati thin, isiliye sab bohot khul kar baatein karti thin. Koi apni saas ki burai karti, koi apne shauhar ke nakhron ke kisse sunati, toh koi shaadi ke naye jodon ke latife sunakar sabko hasati.
 
"Oho Samreen! Tumhari mehendi ka rang toh itna gehra chadhta hai, zaroor Asif bhai tumse bohot mohabbat karte hain," ek din parlour ki ek ladki, Saima ne chhedte hue kaha. Wahan baithi saari auratein hansi me shamil ho gayin. Maine apni nigahein neeche kar lin aur muskura kar kaha, "Mohabbat rang me nahi, dilon me hoti hai Saima."
 
"Arre Baaji, aap toh hamesha *** baatein shuru kar deti hain. Par sach me, aapki khoobsurati aur aapka ye sharm-o-haya dekh kar toh koi bhi aap par fidaa ho jaye," ek doosri client ne kaha. Main unki baaton ko hansi me taal deti. Mera kaala abaya aur veil meri dhal thin. Parlour me sabhi mujhe ek bohot hi paakiza, *** aur suljhi hui khatoon ke roop me dekhte the aur meri izzat karte the. Mujhe lag raha tha ki meri zindagi ab bilkul sahi raste par aagayi hai aur koi bhi khalal ab mujhe bhatka nahi sakta. Lekin tabhi, ek aisi dopahar aayi jisne parlour ke saare usoolon aur meri nigaahon ke samne ek naya sawaal khada kar diya.
 
Us din dopahar ke waqt parlour me thodi sasti thi. Kuchh hi auratein thin jo facial aur mehendi lagwa rahi thin. Mai apni kursi par baithi ek naye design ki kitaab dekh rahi thi, aur Farha Baaji counter par baithi hisab-kitab kar rahi thin.
 
Achanak, parlour ke kaanch ke bade darwaze ke bahar ek bohot hi shandaar, mehengi safed gaadi aakar ruki. Gaadi ki chamak aur uski aawaz se hi saaf pata chal raha tha ki ye kisi aam insaan ki nahi hai. Parlour me baithi do-teen ladkiyan turant kaanch ke sheeshe se bahar jhankne lagin.
 
"Wah! Dekho toh kaun si gaadi aayi hai. Kitni mehengi hai!" Saima ne kaha. Maine bhi dhyaan se bahar dekha. Gaadi ka darwaza khula aur usme se ek ladka bahar nikala. Uski umar mushkil se 20 ya 21 saal rahi hogi. Wo behad handsome, lamba, aur bohot hi aakarshak jism ka maalik tha. Usne ek mehengi jeans aur white shirt pehni hui thi, uske baal bade hi saleeqe se set the, aur uski aankhon par ek keemti chashma tha. Uske chalne ke andaz me ek alag hi mardana tishnagi aur amiri ka thasra tha.
 
Mujhe hairani is baat par hui ki wo ladka gaadi se nikal kar seedha hamare Parlour ki taraf badh raha tha. Hamare parlour ke bahar bade-bade aksharon me likha tha "Strictly Only For Ladies". Koi bhi mard andar aane ki jurrat nahi karta tha, agar kisi ka shauhar ya bhai aata tha to baat alag hai, jaise ki us din pandey ji aaye the. Mera dil thoda tharraya, maine turant apna veil aur thoda aage khinch liya aur apni abaya ko sambhala. Maine socha ki shayad wo rasta bhatak gaya hai ya use kisi se milna hai.
 
Lekin jaise hi us ladke ne parlour ka darwaza dhakela aur andar kadam rakha, wahan jo kuchh hua usne mere hosh uda diye. Farha Baaji, jo hamesha parde aur auraton ki hifazat ke usoolon par bohot sakht rehti thin, jo kisi gair-mard ko parlour ki dehleez par khade hone par bhi daant deti thin... wo us ladke ko dekhte hi apni kursi se uchhal padin. Unke chehre par ek aisi khushi aur deewanapan tha jo maine aaj tak nahi dekha tha.
 
"Oye! Mera badmaash aagaya!" Farha Baaji ne zor se kaha. Wo lapak kar us ladke ke paas gayin aur sabke samne, poore parlour ke beech, unhone us 20 saal ke jawan ladke ko gale se laga liya. Meri aankhein hairani se fati ki fati reh gayin. Baat sirf gale lagane tak nahi ruki, Farha Baaji ne bade hi pyaar se us ladke ke dono gaalon ko apne haathon me liya aur uske gaalon par kiss karne lagin, bilkul waise hi jaise koi ammi apne bete par ya koi behad kareebi apne azeez par jaan chhidakta hai.
 
"Tumne toh kaha tha ki tum shaam ko aaoge? Itni jaldi kaise aagaye? Aur mujhe bataya bhi nahi!" Farha Baaji uske baalon ko bigadte hue, behad laad se bol rahi thin. Wo ladka bohot hi haseen muskuraan ke sath bola, "Bas Farha, tumhari yaad aa rahi thi, aur bhook bhi lagi thi, toh socha seedha yahin chala aaun." Usne Farha Baaji ko 'Farha' keh kar pukara, koi 'Aunty' nahi.
 
Main wahan baithi ye sab dekh rahi thi aur mera dimaag kaam karna band kar chuka tha. Farha Baaji ek *** khaatun thin, bhale hi wo parlour chalati thin par wo parde aur *** ka khayal rakhti thin. Ek 20 saal ke jawan mard ke saath unka ye khulapan, ye jism ki nazdeeki... mere *** mizaaj ko bohot bada jhatka de rahi thi. Lekin abhi mere hosh udne ka sabse bada sabab aana baki tha. Jab wo ladka apna chashma utaar kar counter par rakh raha rakhna tha, tab meri nazar uske daayein hath ki kalai par gayi.
 
Us ladke ki kalai par ek lal aur peele rang ka *** bandha hua, Mera jism jaise sunn pad gaya. Wo ek *** ladka tha! Ek gair-***, jawan aur behad handsome mard, jo ek pure *** ladies parlour ke andar khada tha, aur parlour ki maalkin, jo khud ek *** hain, wo use is tarah gale laga rahi thin aur uske gaalon par kiss kar rahi thin.
 
Mera andaruni jung ek baar phir se jaag utha, lekin is baar ye pehle se bilkul alag tha. Mere zehan me sawalon ka ek tufaan khada ho gaya. Ye ladka kaun hai? Farha Baaji ka iske saath kya rishta hai? Ek gair-*** jawan ladke ko is tarah ek ladies parlour ke andar aane ki ijazat kyun di gayi, jahan saari *** auratein bina veil aur parde ke baithi hoti hain?
 
Maine gaur se dekha ki us ladke ke andar aate hi, parlour ki doosri ladkiyan, Saima aur baaki sab bhi bilkul sahaj thin. Unke chehre par koi hairani nahi thi, balki wo sab bhi use dekh kar muskura rahi thin, jaise wo is ladke ko pehle se bohot acche se jaanti hon aur unke liye ye sab bilkul aam baat ho. Wo ladka counter par baith gaya aur uski nigahein dheere-dheere ghumte hue parlour ke andar baithi auraton par padne lagin. Jab uski nazar meri taraf ghumi, jahan main apni kaali abaya aur veil me lapeti hui, hairani se use dekh rahi thi, toh usne apni nigahein mujh par tika din. Uski jawan aur gehri aankhon me ek ajeeb si chanchalata aur sharaarat thi, jise dekh kar mere dil ki dhadkan achanak se tez ho gayi.
 
Maine turant apni nigahein zameen par tika lin, lekin mere dil me ab ek naya darr aur ek nayi bechaini ghar kar chuki thi. Ye kaisa imtihan tha jo *** ne mere samne dobara lakar khada kar diya tha?
 
Raat ki un *** aur *** ke baad maine socha tha ki maine apne dil ke chor ko hamesha ke liye dafna diya hai. Maine socha tha ki meri paakizagi ki deewar itni unchi hai ki koi bhi paraya khayal use faand nahi sakta. Lekin insaan ka dil bhi ajeeb cheez hai, ye jitna sabr ka dindora peet-ta hai, andar se utna hi kamzor aur pyaasa hota hai. Us jawan, haseen *** ladke ki maujoodgi ne parlour ke us saaf-shafaf mahool me ek aisi garmi paida kar di thi, jisne meri saari riyazat ko ek hi pal me hila kar rakh diya.
 
Wo ladka counter ke paas khada tha, lekin uski gehri, jawan aankhein ab poori tarah mujh par aakar tik gayin thin. Wo mujhe ek-tak, bina apni palkein jhapkaye dekh raha tha. Uske dekhne me ek aisi shiddat thi jo meri kaali abaya aur veil ke mote pardon ko bhi cheer kar seedha meri rooh tak pahunch rahi thi.
 
Jaise hi usne mujhe is tarah ghoorna shuru kiya, mere dimaag me sarsarahat hone lagi. Mujhe turant kuchh din pehle aaye, Pandey Ji ki yaad aa gayi. Pandey Ji ne bhi toh mujhe isi tarah ghoora tha, unki nazron me bhi wahi jism ki tapish aur ek aurat ko bhaanpne ki tishnagi thi. Lekin Pandey Ji ki umar 40 se zyada thi, unki nazar me ek ghagpan aur gehra mardana nakhra tha, jabki is ladke ki nazar me ek jawan, sharaarati aur deewanepan ka nasha tha.
 
Mera dil zor-zor se dhadakne laga. Mera *** mizaaj cheekh-cheekh kar keh raha tha, 'Samreen! Apni nigahein neeche karo! Ye gunah hai, ye tumhari haya ke khilaf hai.' Lekin pata nahi kyun, us din mere jism me jo adhoorepan ki aag sulgi thi, usne aaj mere dimag par kabu paana shuru kar diya. Mera khud par se kaabu khone laga. Mere haath thode kaampne lage aur mehendi ka cone jo mere hath me tha, wo jaise bhari lagne laga. Aur phir wahi hua jo nahi hona chahiye tha. Na chahte hue bhi, jaise kisi adrishya taqat ne meri gardan ko upar khinch liya ho, meri nigaahein uthin aur seedha us ladke ke aankhon me jaakar dhas gayin.
 
Us lamhe, waqt jaise ruk gaya. Uski wo maasoom, nazaqat se bhari aur behad khoobsurat mardana aankhon ne mujhe ek hi pal me apne aakarshan me baandh liya. Un aankhon me ek aisa jaadu tha jo maine aaj tak Asif ki aankhon me bhi nahi dekha tha. Wo ek jawan mard ki poori taqat aur shaan se mujhe dekh raha tha. Jaise hi hamari nigahein mili, maine dekha ki uske gulabi honton par ek behad haseen aur dheemi si muskaan tair gayi. Wo samajh gaya tha ki usne mujhe apne dhyaan me kheench liya hai. Meri sharm aur garmi ab mere gaalon par laali ban kar utar aayi thi, jise maine apne veil ke pichhe chhupane ki koshish ki.
 
Tabhi us ladke ne apni nazar Farha Baaji ki taraf ghumayi aur bohot hi bebaak andaz me puchha, "Farha... ye aunty kaun hain? Inhe maine pehle yahan kabhi nahi dekha.", Usne mujhe 'aunty' kaha, shayad meri umar aur mere is bhaari parda-nasheen libas ko dekh kar, lekin uski aawaz me jo ras tha, wo kisi aunty ke liye nahi, balki ek haseen aurat ke liye tha.
 
Farha Baaji ne tab tak fridge se ek thanda glass nikala, jisme unhone laal rang ka Rooh Afza sharbat banaya hua tha. Unhone wo glass bohot hi laad se us ladke ke haathon me thamaya aur uske sar par hath fira kar meri taraf ishara kiya. "Arre Vivaan, ye hamari Samreen hain. Aajkal hamare parlour ki sabse behtareen mehendi artist. Inke haathon me jo safai hai na, wo poore shehar me kahin nahi milegi," Farha Baaji ne meri tareefon ke pul baandhte hue kaha.
 
Phir Farha Baaji ne counter se thoda aage badhkar mujhse kaha, "Samreen, tumhe yaad hai na? Kuchh din pehle jo Pandey Ji aaye the, apni wife ko lekar, jinko tumne mehendi lagaya tha aur wo bohot khush hui thi... ye unhi ka eklauta beta hai, Vivaan." Farha Baaji ke muh se ye sunte hi mere hosh ud gaye. Vivaan! Toh ye Pandey Ji ka beta hai! Mere dil se ek aah nikali, Waah! Jaisa baap, waisa beta! Baap ne mujhe apni dhalti umar ki nazron se ghoora tha, aur ab ye beta apni jawan aur qaatilana aankhon se meri paakizagi ka mazaak uda raha tha. Dono baap-bete me ek hi jaisi mardana kashish thi, par is ladke me ek alag hi nasha tha jo kisi bhi aurat ko bhatkane ke liye kaafi tha.
 
Maine apne aap ko sambhala. Main ek shareef aur nikaah-shuda aurat thi, isiliye maine apne mizaaj ki narmdili ko banaye rakha. Maine unki taraf dekha, apne labon par ek behad halki aur adab se bhari muskaan laayi aur bohot hi dheeme se unhe greet kiya. "Assalam Alaikum," maine kaha, bhale hi wo *** the, par mere muh se mere *** ke mutabiq hi alfaz nikale.
 
Vivaan ne apna Rooh Afza ka glass honton se lagaya, ek ghoot piye aur meri is halki si muskaan ko dekh kar uski aankhein aur chamak uthin. Usne glass neeche rakha aur bola, "Namaste, Samreen Aunty. Aapki mehendi ki tareef toh mummy ghar par karti hi hain, par aaj dekh kar lag raha hai ki aap khud... aapka kaam sach me bohot khoobsurat hai." Uske is andaz ne mere andar ek naya tufaan khada kar diya. Baap ne paise ka thasra dikhaya tha, par is bete ne apni zubaan aur nazron ka aisa jaal feka tha jisme mera sabr ab dheere-dheere tootne ki kagar par pahunch raha tha.

[Herotic]

EPISODE 04

Raat ke sannate me jab insaan apne khayalon se darta hai, toh wo subah ki roshni me unhi khayalon ke samne aakar khada ho jata hai. Vivaan ke un alfaazon aur uski sharaarat bhari nigaahon ne mere dil me jo khalbali machayi thi, main abhi usse sambhal bhi nahi payi thi ki usne counter par glass rakhte hue ek aisi baat kahi jisne mere pairo tale zameen khinch li.

Vivaan ne Rooh Afza ka aakhri ghoot liya aur glass counter par rakhte hue Farha Baaji ki taraf ghum gaya. Uske chehre par ab ek munasib aur gambhir mizaaj tha, jo kisi bade baap ke bete ka ho sakta hai. "Farha, asal me main aise hi nahi aaya tha," Vivaan ne apni khubsurat aawaz me kaha. "Do din baad mera birthday hai. Dad ne ghar par ek bohot badi party rakhi hai, jisme hamare saare rishtedar aur padosi aane wale hain. Mummy, relatives aur baaki ki jo ladies hain ghar ki, wo sab chahti hain ki is baar unhe sabse behtareen mehendi lagayi jaaye. Mummy ne saaf kaha hai ki unhe wahi artist chahiye jisne us din unke haath par wo shaandar design banaya tha."
 
Usne mera ka naam nahi liya, lekin uski nigaah ghumi aur seedha mujh par aakar tik gayi. Uski aankhon me ek jeet ka ehsaas tha, jaise use pata ho ki wo jo chah raha hai, wo hokar rahega. "Toh main ye keh raha tha," Vivaan ne baat aage badhayi, "ki tum kisi ko hamare ghar bhej do. Ek-do din ke liye wahan rehna padega, kyunki ladies kaafi hain aur sabko alag-alag tarah ke heavy designs lagwane hain. Paise ki bilkul chinta mat karna, jitna bologe, dad usse dugna dene ko taiyar hain."
 
"Arre Vivaan! Isme puchhne ki kya baat hai? Aur aisa thodi hai ki hamare parlour se pehli baar koi tumhare ghar jaane wala hai? Main to khud kitni baar gyi hun… lekin Jab mummy ne khud pasand kiya hai, toh hamari sabse best artist hi wahan jayegi," Farha Baaji ne bade fakr se kaha aur mujhse mukhatib huin. "Samreen! Sun rahi ho na? Parso Pandey Ji ke ghar par Vivaan ke birthday ki wajah se mehendi ka ek chhota function hai. Tumhe wahan jaana hai. Ek-do din ka kaam hai, bohot achhe paise milenge aur hamare parlour ka naam bhi aur bada hoga."
 
Farha Baaji ki baat sunte hi jaise mere kaano me sairan bajne lage. Mere hosh poori tarah se ud gaye. Mera dil itni zore se dhadakne laga ki mujhe laga wo abhi mere seene se nikal kar farsh par gir padega. Mere hath-pair thande pad gaye, aur lagatar bolne wali meri zubaan jaise talwe se chipak gayi. Ek gair-*** ke ghar? Aur wo bhi ek-do din ke liye rukna?
 
Mera andaruni *** mizaaj is baat ko soch kar hi kaamp utha. Mai ek 34 saal ki nikaah-shuda, paakiza aur parda nasheen *** aurat hoon. Maine apni poori zindagi apne ghar aur *** daayre me guzari hai. Parlour aana hi mere liye ek bohot bada kadam tha, jahan sirf auratein hoti thin, isiliye mere shauhar ne mujhe ijazat di thi. Lekin ek aise ghar me jaana jahan gair-*** mard honge, jahan ka mahool hamare *** se bilkul alag hoga, aur sabse badi baat, jahan Pandey Ji aur unka ye 20 saal ka jawan, handsome beta Vivaan mauzood hoga, jo mujhe pehle hi aisi nazron se dekh chuka hai... ye mere liye kisi imtihan se kam nahi tha.
 
Mera gala bilkul sukhne laga. Mujhe saans lene me thodi takleef mehsoos hone lagi. Maine apne purse ko zor se bheencha. Mera dimaag mujhe chilla-chilla kar keh raha tha, 'Samreen, hargiz nahi! Wahan mat jaana. Wo *** ka ghar hai, wahan teri haya par aanch aa sakti hai. Asif ko jab pata chalega toh unhe kitna bura lagega.' Bhale hi hamari zindagi me financial struggle chal raha tha, lekin itne paise ke liye main apne *** aur parde ke usoolon ko daav par nahi laga sakti thi.
 
Vivaan aur Farha Baaji dono meri taraf dekh rahe the. Vivaan ki aankhon me ek ajeeb sa intezar tha, wo dekhna chahta tha ki main kya jawab deti hoon. Maine gehri saans li, apne sukh rahe gale ko saaf karne ke liye halka sa khanghara, aur apni nigaahein neeche hi rakhte hue bohot hi narm, dabi magar saaf aawaz me bola.
 
"Farha Baaji... main... main wahan nahi ja paungi," maine bohot hi darte hue, par pyaar se kaha. Farha Baaji ka chehre achanak se badal gaya. Unki muskaan gayab ho gayi aur unhone hairani se puchha, "Kyun Samreen? Kya pareshani hai? Itna bada order hai, aur tum mana kar rahi ho?"

Maine apne veil ko thoda aur aage khinchte hue kaha, "Baaji, aap toh janti hain. Mera ghar, mere shauhar... unhone mujhe parlour me kaam karne ki ijazat isiliye di kyunki yahan sirf khawateen hoti hain. Kisi ke ghar jaakar, aur wo bhi ek-do din ke liye ruk kar kaam karna mere liye mumkin nahi hoga. Mere ghar ke usool aur mera parda mujhe iski ijazat nahi dete. Aap kisi aur ladki ko bhej dijiye, Saima ya kisi aur ko."
 
Meri is baat par Vivaan ke chehre par jo muskaan thi, wo thodi dheemi pad gayi. Usne mujhe bade gaur se dekha, jaise wo meri is pakizagi aur mere is sakht parde ke usoolon ko samajhne ki koshish kar raha ho. Maine apna faisla suna diya tha, bhale hi darr ke sath, par meri niyat saaf thi, main kisi bhi haal me us *** ke ghar me kadam nahi rakhna chahti thi.
 
Khair, Insaan ka zahir kitna alag ho sakta hai, iska andaza mujhe us dopahar se pehle bilkul nahi tha. Hum aksar logon ke libas, unke bolne ke andaz aur unke banaye gaye sakht usoolon ko dekh kar unhe paakiza aur *** samajh baithte hain. Lekin *** ki is duniya me parde ke peechhe kya khichdi pak rahi hoti hai, ye sirf wahi zaat jaanti hai. Meri saaf aur narm inkaar ne Farha Baaji ke chehre par mayusi ki ek gehri parat chhod di thi.
 
Farha Baaji ne mujhe kuchh pal ke liye behad thandi aur naraz nigaahon se dekha. Unhe lag raha tha ki maine unke haath se ek bohot bada aur mehenga order nikal diya hai. Lekin unhone mujhse us waqt kuchh nahi kaha. Unhone Vivaan ki taraf dekha, jo ab bhi mujhe ek ajeeb sa chhuppa hua teer chalati nazron se dekh raha tha.
 
"Chalo Vivaan, tum mere personal chamber me aao. Hum wahan baith kar baat karte hain ki iska kya hal nikalna hai," Farha Baaji ne apni aawaz ko thoda badalte hue kaha. Vivaan ne apna chashma uthaya, ek aakhri baar meri taraf dekh kar muskuraya, aur Farha Baaji ke peechhe-peechhe unke private cabin ke andar chala gaya. Darwaza halki si aawaz ke sath band ho gaya.
 
Dheere-dheere dopahar dhalne lagi aur parlour me baaki bache hue clients bhi apna-apna kaam karwa kar ek-ek karke nikal gaye. Saima aur parlour ki doosri ladkiyan bhi apna shift khatam karke ghar ke liye rawanah ho gayin. Poore parlour me ek ajeeb sa sannata chha gaya. Main apni mez par baithi hui mehendi ke cones ko sambhal rahi thi aur unhe apne purse me rakh rahi thi. Mera irada bhi ab ghar nikalne ka hi tha, kyunki kaam poora ho chuka tha.
 
Tabhi, us gehri khamoshi ko cheerte hue mere kaano me ek ajeeb si aawaz aayi. Maine apne haath rok liye. Wo aawaz bohot dheemi thi, lekin is khali parlour me saaf sunayi de rahi thi. Aisa lag raha tha jaise koi aurat dard, ya phir kisi ajeeb si bechaini me karaah rahi ho. Maine ghaur se kaan lagaye. Wo aawaz kisi bahar ki gali se nahi, balki parlour ke kone me bane Farha Baaji ke usi personal chamber se aa rahi thi.
 
Mere dil me achanak se ek dhakka laga. Vivaan abhi bhi andar hi hai.., Mera dimaag jo pehle se hi Pandey Ji aur Vivaan ki mardana kashish ke khayalon se bhatak chuka tha, wo ab mujhe galat aur napaak khayalon ki taraf kheenchne laga. Kya chal raha hai andar? Farha Baaji toh itni strict aur *** aurat hain, wo har ladki ko parde ki nasihat deti hain. Phir ek 20 saal ke gair-*** ladke ke sath andar se aisi aawazein?
 
Maine himmat ki. Mere kadam kaamp rahe the, par ek anjaan shauk aur sacchai ko dekhne ki chah ne mujhe aage badhne par majboor kar diya. Maine dabe paon, bina koi aawaz kiye, counter ko paar kiya aur seedha Baaji ke chamber ke darwaze par aakar ruk gayi. Darwaza poori tarah band nahi tha, usme ek bariki si faank chhooti hui thi. Maine apni saans roki, apni ek aankh us darar par tikayi aur andar jhaanka.
 
Jo manzar us darar ke paar meri aankhon ne dekha, usne mere pairon tale se zameen hi nikal di. Mera poora jism ek hi pal me barf ki tarah thanda pad gaya aur mere haath kaampne lage. Farha Baaji, jo roz yahan baith kar auraton ko haya aur saleeqe ka paath padhati thin, wo is waqt sofe par ghodi bani hui thin. Unka woh dupatta, jise wo hamesha apne seene par saleeqe se rakhti thin, wo zameen par ek kachre ki tarah feka hua tha. Unki kurti upar ki taraf khinchi hui thi aur unke jism ka nichla hissa poori tarah nanga tha. Unki panty unki jaangho me aakar fasi hui thi, Aur unke peechhe khada tha Pandey Ji ka beta, Vivaan Pandey.
 
Vivaan poori tarah nanga tha. Uske 20 saal ke jawan aur muscular jism ko dekh kar main hairan aur sunn reh gayi. Uske choude sheene, uski peeth ki nazaqat aur uski jaangho ki taqat saaf dikh rahi thi. Wo poore josh aur deewanapan me Farha Baaji ki chut me apna lund daal raha tha aur behad berahmi aur taqat ke sath unki chudai kar raha tha. Har ek dhakke ke sath sofe se halki sarsarahat ki aawaz aa rahi thi.
 
Mera dil itni zor se dhadakne laga ki mujhe laga mera dum ghut jayega. Main apni kaali abaya me lipti hui, darwaze se chipki khadi thi, par meri nigaahein us manzar se hat nahi rahi thin. Farha Baaji halki-halki aawaz me karaah rahi thin, unka chehre par nasha aur lutf saaf jhalak raha tha. Wo chup nahi thin, balki wo Vivaan ko aur uksa rahi thin.
 
"Aaah... Vivaan... aur zor se... tumhara ye lund... mere shauhar se hazar guna behtar hai," Farha Baaji ne haanfte hue, behad kaamuk baaton me kaha. "Mujhe... mujhe sirf tumse hi chudna pasand hai... yahan tak ki tumhare baap se bhi… mere shauhar, wo toh do minute me dher ho jaate hain... tumhara ye jawan jism mujhe pagal kar deta hai..."
 
Unke ye alfaaz mere kaano me pighle hue sheeshe ki tarah gire. Mere zehan me achanak apne shauhar Asif ka chehra ghoom gaya, jo do minute bhi nahi tik paate the. Mujhe mehsoos hua ki Farha Baaji ki dastan bhi mujhse milti-julti thi, par unhone is adhoorepan ko mitane ke liye is gunah aur napaaki ka rasta chuna tha, aur wo bhi ek 20 saal ke jawan *** ladke ke sath. Mera jism is manzar ko dekh kar aur un baaton ko sunkar ek ajeeb si garmi se bharne laga. Mere andar ka guilt aur meri haya mujhe wahan se bhaagne ke liye keh rahi thin, par meri aankhein us jawan aur muscular Vivaan ke josh ko dekh kar jaise wahin jamm chuki thin. Parde ke peechhe ka ye nanga sach meri paakiza duniya ko tabaah karne ke liye kaafi tha.
 
Darwaze ki us barik si faank ke peechhe khadi main, ek paakiza aur nikaah-shuda aurat, is waqt ek aise nange sach ke samne khadi thi jisne meri poori *** duniya ko ulat-pulat kar diya tha. Meri saans bilkul thami hui thi. Mujhe darr tha ki agar mere abaya ki halki sarsarahat bhi hui, toh andar chal raha ye napaak silsila ruk jayega aur mai pakdi jaungi. Magar mera dil aur dimaag is waqt ek ajeeb hi kashmakash me the. Ek taraf ghin aur guilt ka bojh tha, toh doosri taraf ek jawan mard ke muscular jism ki taqat ko apni aankhon se dekhne ka wo nasha, jisne mere andar sulagti hui garmi ko aur bhadka diya tha.
 
Vivaan ke har ek dhakke me wo mardana salahiyat aur josh tha jo mere shauhar me kabhi nahi tha. Uska wo gathila aur chouda jism Farha Baaji ke upar poore rob se chal raha tha. Farha Baaji ke bikhre hue baal, unki nangi peeth aur unki jaangho me fasi hui panty is baat ki gawah thi ki wo is gunah me poori tarah doob chuki thin. Vivaan ne achanak apna ek hath aage badhakar Farha Baaji ke baalon ko peeche se zor se pakda, jisse unka sar peechhe ki taraf jhuka. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb sa guroor aur sharaarat thi, wahi sharaarat jo usne kuchh der pehle counter par mujhe dekhte waqt apni aankhon me dikhayi thi.
 
"Farha... tumhari ye chut sach me kamaal hai," Vivaan ne haanfte hue, behad gandi aur kaamuk aawaz me kaha. "Jitni garam aur tight ye do-teen saal pehle thi, aaj bhi bilkul waisi hi hai. Jab mai 18 saal ka hua tha aur tumne pehli baar apna dupatta hataya tha mere liye, tab se lekar aaj tak, mujhe tumse zyada maza kisi aur ke sath nahi aaya." Uski ye baat sunte hi mere hosh ka ek aur parda ud gaya. 18 saal ki umar se?
 
Mera dimaag hisab lagane laga. Yaani jab Vivaan sirf ek ladka tha, tabhi se Farha Baaji ne use apne is jism ke jaal me baandh liya tha. Ek *** aurat hokar, apne shauhar ke hote hue, unhone ek gair-*** ladke ko uski jawani ke shuruat me hi is gunah ki raah par daal diya tha. Aur ye silsila do-teen saalon se lagatar is ladies parlour ke parde ke peechhe chal raha tha, jahan bahar hum jaise shareef auratein *** aur haya ki baatein karti thin.
 
Vivaan ki baat sunkar Farha Baaji ne aah bhari. Unka chehra lutf aur saroor se laal ho chuka tha. hUnhone peeche mudkar Vivaan ke un muscular sheene par apne haath rakhe aur uske jism se aur chipakne ki koshish ki. "Ah... Vivaan, tum sahi keh rahe ho," Farha Baaji ne sisakte hue kaha. "In do-teen saalon me tumne mujhe jo sukoon diya hai, wo mujhe meri poori nikaah-shuda zindagi me kabhi nahi mila. Mera shauhar... wo toh jaise mard ke naam par sirf ek khilona hai. Do-teen jhatke aur sab khatam. Par tumhara ye jawan lund... ye jab andar tak jata hai, toh meri rooh tak kaamp jaati hai. Aur tumhara wo baap… uffff Pandey ji… saale tum dono baap bete ke lund ne meri pyaas na jaane kitni baar bujhayi hai… haayeee *** main is parlour me sirf tumhara intezar karti hoon. Mujhe tumse chudna itna pasand hai ki main iske bina reh hi nahi sakti."
 
Unke ye alfaaz mere kaano me aag ki tarah lag rahe the. Mera poora jism, jo meri kaali abaya ke andar lipta hua tha, is waqt buri tarah se tap raha rakhna tha. Mujhe apne shauhar ki kamzori yaad aa rahi thi. Mera dil chilla-chilla kar keh raha tha ki Farha Baaji jo kar rahi hain wo ek sangeen gunah hai, jahannum ki aag ka rasta hai. Lekin mera jism... mera wo adhoora jism jo mere shauhar ke do minute me dher ho jaane ki wajah se hamesha pyaasa reh jata tha, wo is waqt Vivaan ke is mardana khel ko dekh kar andar hi andar bilkul pighal chuka tha.
 
Maine apni aakhein band kar lin, par wo aawazein, Vivaan ke jism ke dhakko ki aawaz aur Farha Baaji ke karaahne ki sarsarahat mere zehan me goonjti rahin. Mujhe achanak ek bohot bada guilt mehsoos hua. Main yahan kya kar rahi hoon? Mai ek paakiza khatoon hoon, main apne shauhar ki wafadar biwi hoon. Agar maine is napaaki ko aur dekha, toh mera imaan poori tarah se tabaah ho jayega.
 
Lekin jab maine dobara aankhein kholin, toh meri nazar phir se darar ke paar chali gayi. Vivaan ka wo jawan, nanga aur khoobsurat jism is waqt mere andar ek ajeeb si chah paida kar raha tha. Maine socha, kya Pandey Ji aur unka beta Vivaan sach me aisi taqat rakhte hain jo kisi bhi aurat ke parde ko taar-taar kar sake? Vivaan ke is raaz ne mere samne ek aisi deewar khadi kar di thi, jiske ek taraf mera *** aur haya thi, aur doosri taraf ek aurat ki wo jalti hui pyaas jo shayad zindagi bhar adhoori rehne wali thi.
 
Darwaze ki us barik faank se jo manzar meri aankhon ke saamne chal raha tha, usne pehle hi meri rooh ko jhanjhod kar rakh diya tha. Farha Baaji aur Vivaan ke beech ka ye napaak rishta, is ladies parlour ke parde ke peechhe chhupa hua ye ganda raaz meri samajh se pare tha. Main apni kaali abaya me lipti hui, saans roke khadi thi, aur mera dil itni zore se dhadak raha tha jaise abhi seene se bahar nikal aayega. Lekin abhi jo baatein un dono ke muh se nikalne wali thin, usne mere dimaag ki nasen hila kar rakh din. Mera poora jism khauf aur sharmindagi se poori tarah tharr-tharra utha.
 
Vivaan jo abhi tak poore josh me Farha Baaji ki sharmgaah me apne jawan jism ki taqat undhel raha tha, achanak uski raftaar thodi dheemi hui. Usne Baaji ke bikhre hue baalon ko chhod kar unki kamar par apne mazboot haath tikaye. Uski saansen tez thin aur uske handsome chehre par ek ajeeb sa deewanapan tha, wahi nasha jo ek ameer baap ke laadle aur bigde hue bete me hota hai jise har cheez haasil karne ki aadat ho.
 
"Farha..." Vivaan ne haanpate hue, ek ziddi bachhe ki tarah bilkul ajeeb andaz me kaha. "Mujhe ek cheez chahiye. Aur tum jaanti ho ki main jis cheez par hath rakh doon, wo mujhe chahiye hi chahiye."
 
Farha Baaji ne sofe par ghodi bani hui halat me hi apni gardan halki si ghumayi, unki aankhon me chudai ka nasha aur lutf saaf jhalak raha tha. "Aaah... bolo na mere Vivaan, tumhe kya chahiye? Meri jaan hazir hai mere chhote Pandey ji ke liye... aaahhh… Batao, kya chahiye mere badmaash ko?", Vivaan ne ek gehri saans li aur uske labon par ek sharaarat-bhari aur kameeni muskaan aagayi. "Mujhe tumhari ye nayi mehendi artist... ye Samreen chahiye. Mujhe use chodna hai, kisi bhi keemat par!"
 
Ye sunte hi mere kaano me jaise koi dhamaka hua. Mera sar chakkar khane laga aur maine darwaze ka choukhat zor se thaam liya taaki mai gir na jaoon. haaye ***… Vivaan mujhe... mujhe apni napaaki ka shikaar banana chahta hai?, Vivaan baat karte-karte aur aag-babula hone laga. Uska josh ab ek ajeeb zidd me badal chuka tha. Usne achanak apn bada aur muscular haath uthaya aur poore zor se Farha Baaji ki nangi gaand par ek zordar thappad mara.

Chataaaaaak!

 

Us thappad ki aawaz is khali parlour me itni zor se goonji ki main andar tak kaamp gayi. Farha Baaji ke munh se dard aur lutf ki ek mili-julti cheekh nikali. Vivaan ruka nahi, usne ek ke baad ek do-teen thappad unki gaand par aur mare, jisse wahan ki chamdi poori tarah laal ho gayi.
 
"Mujhe nahi pata, Farha!" Vivaan ne apni zidd dohrate hue kaha, uski aawaz me ek ajeeb sa mardana roab tha. "Maine jab counter par use dekha tha… aaahhh… tabhi se mera lund uski us kaali abaya aur veil ke peeche chhupe jism ke liye pagal ho raha hai. Wo dikhne me itni hot aur sundar hai, aur uski wo paakiza nazrein... uffff saali… mujhe uski wo haya taar-taar karni hai. Tumne suna na usne kaise mana kar diya mere ghar aane se? Mujhe uski wahi hekdi nikaalni hai. Tum use manaogi, kisi bhi tarah manaogi!"
 
Maine socha tha ki Farha Baaji ek aurat hone ke naate, aur meri izzat ki hifazat karne wali owner hone ke naate Vivaan ko daantengi. Wo use samjhayengi ki Samreen ek shareef, nikaah-shuda aur paakiza aurat hai, wo aisi-waisi nahi hai. Lekin parde ke peechhe chal rahi is napaaki me aakhir ek aurat hi doosri aurat ki dushman ban chuki thi, jaisa ki hamesha se kaha jata hai ki ek aurat hi aurat ki dushman hoti hai.
 
Farha Baaji, jo Vivaan ke thappadon ke dard se thoda karaah rahi thin, unhone uski ye zidd sunkar gussa karne ke bajay ek ajeeb si kaamuk hasi hasna shuru kar diya. Wo dard me bhi halki-halki has rahi thin, jaise unhe Vivaan ka ye ziddi aur wild andaz aur zyada pasand aa raha ho. Unhone apne jism ko aur peechhe dhakela taaki Vivaan ka lund unke andar aur gehra utar sake.
 
"Ah... Vivaan... tum sach me bohot badmaash ho," Farha Baaji ne haanfte hue aur Vivaan ke josh ko badhate hue kaha. "Theek hai mere shaitaan pandey ji... tum itni zidd kar rahe ho toh mai mana lungi use. Tum chinta mat karo. Main koi na koi bahana bana kar, use paise ka laalach dekar ya phir kisi kaam ke bahaane parso tumhare ghar bhej dungi. Ek baar wo tumhare ghar pahunch gayi, phir tum jo chahe karna. Apni bistar garm karna ya kuchh bhi. Wo bechari toh bohot seedhi hai, use kya pata ki bahar ki duniya me kya hota hai."
 
Farha Baaji ne aage bolte hue ek aur ganda jhatka diya. "Waise bhi, uske shauhar ki maali halat kharab hai. Main uski majboori ka fayda uthaungi. Tum bas parso apni party ki taiyari karo, Samreen tumhare bistar tak zaroor pahunchegi… par pehle tumhari is raand ko to shaant kar do mere shehzaade… ummhhhh"
 
Vivaan ne jab ye suna, toh uski khushi ka thikana nahi raha. Usne poore josh me aakar Farha Baaji ko sofe par aur zor se dabaya aur apni chudai ki raftaar ko poori tarah tezi se badha diya. Wo dono is napaak khel me doob gaye, is baat se bilkul bekhabar ki jis Samreen ko wo apni saazish ka shikaar banana chahte hain, wo darwaze ke bahar khadi unki ek-ek baat sun rahi hai.
 
Mera poora jism is waqt paseene se naha chuka tha. Meri kaali abaya ke andar mera dil aisi zor se dharak raha tha jaise koi dhol baj raha ho. Main batana nhi chahti par meri… meri panty bhi puri geeli ho gyi thi. Mere samne ab poori saazish saaf thi. Jo Farha Baaji kal tak meri tareef karti thin, jo mujhe apni behtareen artist maanti thin, wo sirf apne is 20 saal ke gair-*** yaar Vivaan ki khushi aur uski zidd poori karne ke liye meri izzat ka sauda karne ko taiyar thin.
 
Mera gala poori tarah sookh chuka tha. Mere andar ka *** mizaaj aur meri paakizagi mujhe cheekh-cheekh kar keh rahi thi, 'Samreen, yahan se bhaag! Apna purse utha aur is napaak jagah se hamesha ke liye nikal ja. Ye log shaitan ke roop hain, ye teri haya aur tere nikaah ko tabaah kar denge.'
 
Lekin doosri taraf, ek aurat hone ke naate, aur us adhoorepan ki aag me sulagne ke naate jo mere shauhar ki kamzori ki wajah se mere andar thi... mere dimaag me ek behad chhupa hua aur gunahgaar khayal bhi aaya. Vivaan jaisa jawan, muscular aur taqatwar mard... jo kisi bhi aurat ko poori tarah se pighalane ki salahiyat rakhta hai, wo mere jism ke liye is hadd tak pagal ho raha hai? Uski wo zidd, unki wo nangi taqat jo main is waqt dekh rahi thi, usne mere andar ek ajeeb si thartharahat paida kar di thi. Maine socha, kya main sach me is saazish se bach paungi? Ya phir *** ne meri haya ka koi aur hi imtihan tay kar rakha hai?
 
Maine apne haath ko apne munh par rakha taaki meri rone ya saans lene ki aawaz bahar na aaye. Maine dabe paon peechhe ki taraf kadam badhaye. Mai parlour ke main area me aayi, apna purse uthaya, aur bina kisi aawaz ke parlour ka kaanch ka darwaza khol kar bahar nikal aayi. Bahar sham ki thandi hawa chal rahi thi, par mere andar ek aisi aag sulag rahi thi jo mujhe poori tarah se jala kar rakh dene wali thi. Mujhe parso ka intezar tha, aur ab mujhe apne imaan, apne parde aur apni izzat ki hifazat ke liye ek bohot badi jung ladni thi.

[Herotic]

EPISODE 05

Bahar duniya so rahi thi, lekin mere andar ek aisa toofan barpa tha jo *** ki har deewar ko hila dene ke liye kaafi tha. Ghar aakar maine hamesha ki tarah Asif ke samne khud ko bilkul aam dikhane ki koshish ki thi. Unhe khana khilaya, unki dukan ke baare me puchha, aur jab unhone meri mehendi ke kaam ke baare me puchha toh maine bas ek pheeki muskaan ke saath baat taal di. Main unhe kaise batati ki jis parlour me unhone mujhe haya ke sath kaam karne bheja tha, wahan meri izzat aur mere nikaah ko taar-taar karne ki ek napaak saazish rachi ja rahi thi?

Asif khana khane ke baad jald hi gehri neend me so gaye. Unki saansen is khali kamre me gunj rahi thin. Maine kamre ka chhota lamp jalta chhod diya tha, jiski peeli roshni deewaron par ajeeb sa saya bana rahi thi. Main bistar par leti hui thi, chadar ko apne seene tak khinche hue, par meri aankhein chhat par tiki thin aur dimaag me sarsarahat ka ek aisa silsila chal raha tha jo rukne ka naam nahi le raha tha.
 
Jab kamre me poori tarah sannata chha gaya, toh mere kaano me parlour ke us personal chamber se aane wali aawazein dobara goonjne lagin. Farha Baaji ka wo karahna, aur sabse badhkar Vivaan ka wo mardana guroor se bhara andaz. "Mujhe tumhari ye nayi mehendi artist... Samreen chahiye. Mujhe use chodna hai, kisi bhi keemat par!"
 
Uske ye alfaaz mere kaano me kisi pighle hue garam sheeshe ki tarah baar-baar utar rahe the. Maine apni aakhein zor se band kar lin, par andhere me us 20 saal ke jawan, muscular aur nange Vivaan ka chehra aur saaf dikhne laga. Uske wo choude seene, uski gathili peeth, aur uske jism ka wo josh jo us din maine parde ke peechhe se dekha tha... wo sab mere zehan par is tarah haavi ho chuka tha ki mujhe saans lene me takleef hone lagi.
 
Mera andaruni jung ab apni inteha par tha. Ek paakiza, nikaah-shuda *** aurat hone ke naate, mujhe is baat par gussa aana chahiye tha, khauf aana chahiye tha. Mujhe chahiye tha ki main kal hi parlour jaana chhod doon, Farha Baaji ka munh na dekhu, aur apne shauhar ko sab sach batakar ghar me baith jaoon. Lekin pata nahi kyun, mere jism ke andar ek alag hi aag sulag rahi thi. Ek aisi aag jise main khud se chhupane ki koshish kar rahi thi, par wo dheere-dheere mere poore wajood ko apni lapet me le rahi thi.
 
Maine karwat badli aur barabar me soye Asif ko dekha. Unka size me chhota lulli aur unki do minute me dher ho jaane wali mardana kamzori... is sacchai ne mujhe pichle 10-12 saalon se ek aisi tadap me rakha tha jise maine hamesha sabr ka parda oadh kar chhupaye rakha. Maine kabhi shikayat nahi ki thi, kabhi kisi paraye mard ki taraf aankh uthakar nahi dekha tha. Main sochti thi ki meri jism ki ye pyaas isi tarah ek din marnghat tak chali jayegi.
 
Lekin aaj achanak duniya badal gayi thi. Ek 20 saal ka handsome, ameer aur poori tarah se mardana salahiyat se bhara ladka, jo kisi bhi aurat ko apni unchi lambi kaamat se pighla sakta tha, wo mere jism ke liye is hadd tak pagal ho raha tha. Wo Farha Baaji ke samne zidd kar raha tha, unki gaand par thappad maar kar mere jism ko haasil karne ki bheekh maang raha tha.
 
Uska mujhe is tarah hot aur sundar kehna, aur meri is deeni haya ko taar-taar karne ki khwahish rakhna... is baat ne mere andar ek ajeeb sa nasha paida kar diya tha. Ek aurat chahe kitni bhi *** kyun na ho, jab use pata chalta hai ki koi jawan aur purkashish mard uske jism ka is hadd tak deewanepan se talabgar hai, toh uski soi hui khwahishein jag uthti hain.
 
Mera poora jism is waqt paseene se tarr-ba-tarr ho raha tha. Maine mehsus kiya ki meri jaangho ke beech ek ajeeb si nami utar aayi thi, wahi garmi jo us raat Asif ke adhoorepan ke baad chhut gayi thi. Main bistar par tadap rahi thi. Mere dimaag me ek gunahgaar khayal aaya ki agar parso mai Farha Baaji ke bahaane Pandey Ji ke ghar chali gayi... aur agar Vivaan ne mujhe us kamre me akele paa liya... toh kya hoga? Uski wo muscular bahein jab meri is kaali abaya ko mere jism se alag karengi, uske wo jawan honth jab mere is parda-nasheen chehre par kiss denge... toh kya main khud ko rok paungi?
 
"***... ***..." Maine achanak baith kar dono haathon se apna munh dhank liya. Meri aankhon se aansu nikal kar gaalon par behne lage. Mujhe apne aap se aisi ghin aane lagi jise main bayaan nahi kar sakti. Main kis raste par chal padi hoon? Mai ek gair-mard, aur wo bhi ek gair-*** ladke ke jism aur uske lund ke baare me is tarah bistar par let kar soch rahi hoon? Mera nikaah, mera ***, meri ***... kya ye sab is ek raat ki garmi me beh jayenge? Asif jo mujh par itna andha bharosa karte hain, agar unhe pata chala ki unki paakiza biwi ek 20 saal ke jawan ke khayalon me sulag rahi hai, toh wo jeete ji mar jayenge.
 
Maine bistar se uthkar gussalkhane ka rukh kiya. Maine thande paani se apne chehre ko dhoya, apni gardan aur haathon par paani dala taaki jism ki wo napaak aag thodi thandi ho sake. Maine aaine me apna chehra dekha. Meri aankhon me is waqt haya ki jagah ek anjaan khwahish ki chamak thi, ek aisi chamak jisne mujhe darr se bhar diya.
 
Maine socha ki main parso kisi bhi keemat par parlour nahi jaungi, main beemari ka bahana bana dungi. Lekin mera dil jaanta tha ki Farha Baaji mujhe chhodne wali nahi thin, unhone Vivaan se saazish kar li thi aur wo mujhe kisi bhi bahaane Pandey Ji ke ghar bhej kar hi rahengi. Main ek aisi daldal me fassi thi jahan se nikalne ka har rasta mujhe us jawan Vivaan ke mansal jism ki taraf hi le jata hua dikh raha tha. Raat dhal rahi thi, par mere andar ka ye tufaan aur gehra hota ja raha tha.
 
Subah meri aankhein aisi lag rahi thin jaise mai poori raat soyi hi na hoon. Aur sach toh yahi tha. Raat bhar mai khayalon ke us sulagte hue jahan me bhatakti rahi jahan ek taraf mera ***, meri haya aur mere shauhar Asif ki masoomiyat thi, aur doosri taraf Vivaan ke wo jawan, muscular jism ki taqat aur uski napaak zidd thi. Maine *** ki *** me bohot koshish ki ki mai apne dil ko bilkul saaf kar loon, par wo aawazein aur wo manzar mere zehan se mitne ka naam nahi le rahe the.
 
Ghar ka saara kaam niptane ke baad, maine aaine ke samne khade hokar apni kaali abaya pehni. Apne sarr par veil ko bohot hi saleeqe aur sakhti se baandha, jaise mai us kapde ke zariye apne andar chal rahe tufaan ko chhupana chahti hoon. Jab main ghar se nikal rahi thi, toh Asif ne mujhe hamesha ki tarah duayein dein. Unki un paakiza duaon ne mere dil par ek aur bojh daal diya. Mai unse itna bada raaz chhupa rahi thi. Apne kadmo ko bhari karte hue, main parlour ki taraf nikal padi.
 
Jab maine Ladies Parlour ke kaanch ke darwaze ko dhakela aur andar kadam rakha, toh wahan sab kuch bilkul normal tha. Hawa me wahi itar, facial creams aur mehendi ki milti-julti khushboo bikhri hui thi. Saima aur parlour ki doosri ladkiyan apni-apni jagah par baithi hui thin aur aapas me hansi-mazaak kar rahi thin.
 
Farha Baaji hamesha ki tarah counter par baithi hui thin, unka dupatta unke seene par bohot hi saleeqe se rakha tha aur wo hisab-kitab ke register me ulajhi hui thin. Unhe dekh kar koi bhi insaan ye andaza nahi laga sakta tha ki ye wahi aurat hain jo kal isi parlour ke parde ke peeche, sofe par ghodi bani hui ek 20 saal ke jawan ladke se apni jism ki pyaas bujha rahi thin. Unka ye zahiri roop dekh kar mujhe andar hi andar ek ajeeb si ghin mehsoos hui, par sath hi ek darr bhi tha ki is jhooth ki dunya me mera kya hoga.
 
"Assalam Alaikum, Farha Baaji," maine apni aawaz ko jitna ho sake aam rakhte hue kaha. "Walaikum Assalam Samreen! Aao, aao. Aaj subah se hi do clients tumhara intezar kar rahi hain. Jaldi se apni jagah sambhalo," Farha Baaji ne bohot hi narm aur hamesha wale andaz me kaha, jaise unke dil me mere liye koi narazgi na ho.
 
Maine apna purse mez par rakha aur apne customers me ulajh gayi. Ek nayi-nayi shaadi-shuda khatoon aayi hui thi jise apni pehli Rasoi ke function ke liye mehendi lagwani thi. Unka naam Hina tha aur wo ek doctor thi, Aur mujhe ek bada jhatka tab laga jab mujhe pata chala ki unka shauhar ek *** hai aur unka naam Siddharth hai, wo ek zile ke collector the, dono miyaan-biwi me bahut pyaar tha aur main ye dekh ke hairaan thi ki kaise ek hamari *** ki khatoon ek *** se nikaah karke itni pyaar bhari zindagi ji rhi thi. Khair, maine cone thaama aur unke haathon par design banana shuru kiya. Kaam me ulajhne se mera dimaag thoda shant hua, lekin mere dil ki dhadkan tab tezi se badh gayi jab kuch ghante beetne ke baad, Farha Baaji ne counter se uthkar meri taraf rukh kiya.
 
Dopahar ke waqt jab parlour thoda khali hua, toh Farha Baaji mere paas aayin aur bohot hi pyaar se mere shaane par hath rakha. "Samreen, thoda waqt nikaal kar mere chamber me aao. Mujhe tumse ek zaroori baat karni hai." Mera dil zore se dhadka. Main jaanti thi ki ye wahi waqt hai jiske baare me unhone kal Vivaan se saazish rachi thi. Maine gehri saans li, apne abaya ko sambhala aur unke peechhe-peechhe unke cabin ke andar chali gayi.
 
Jaise hi maine cabin me kadam rakha, meri nazar sabse pehle usi sofe par gayi jahan kal Farha Baaji nangi halat me ghodi bani hui thin aur Vivaan unke peechhe khada unhe thappad maar raha tha. Us jagah ko dekh kar mere jism me ek siharan daud gayi. Farha Baaji ne darwaza band kiya aur mujhe sofe par baithne ka ishara kiya. Wo khud mere barabar me baith gayin aur mera hath apne haathon me le liya. Unka ye behad pyaar dikhana mujhe andar se uncomfortable kar raha tha.
 
"Samreen, main kal se bohot pareshan hoon," Farha Baaji ne bohot hi bhaanpne wale aur narm andaz me shuru kiya. "Tumne kal Pandey Ji ke ghar jaane se mana kar diya, usse mujhe bohot dukh hua. Main tumhari bhalai ke liye hi keh rahi hoon. Tum jaanti ho na ki hamari zindagi me paise ki kitni ahemeyat hai? Tumhare shauhar ki dukan ki halat buri hai aur tumhari life me financial struggle chal raha hai, aur ye ek aisi opportunity hai jo roz-roz nahi milti."
 
Maine apna hath dheere se unke haathon se nikaala aur nigahein neeche rakhte hue kaha, "Baaji, maine kal bhi kaha tha. Mai kisi gair-*** ke ghar ek-do din ke liye ruk kar kaam nahi kar sakti. Mera parda, meri haya aur mere shauhar ke usool mujhe iski ijazat nahi dete. Aap kisi aur ko bhej dijiye." Farha Baaji ne ek aah bhari, jaise wo meri is *** par afsos kar rahi hon. Lekin unka ye roop ab mere samne benaqab ho chuka tha. Mujhe unke is chehre ke peechhe wahi kaamuk aur napaak aurat dikh rahi thi jo kal Vivaan se chudte waqt apne shauhar ko galiyan de rahi thi.
 
"Arre Samreen, tum kitni bholi ho," Farha Baaji ne ek safed jhooth bolte hue kaha, unke chehre par ek aisi masoomiyat thi jo ab mujhe shaitani lag rahi thi. "Tum gair-*** ki chinta kyun karti ho? Pandey Ji ka khandaan shehar ka sabse shareef aur izzatdar parivar hai. Wahan saari ladies bohot hi suljhi hui hain. Aur sabse badi baat, wahan mard log apne kaam me itne busy rehte hain ki unhe ghar ki ladies ke function se koi matlab hi nahi hota. Pandey Ji aur unka beta Vivaan... wo dono toh poore din ghar se bahar hi rehte hain. Tumhe wahan kisi mard se samna hi nahi karna padega. Wahan sirf auratein hongi, bilkul hamare is parlour ki tarah."
 
Unka ye safed jhooth sunkar mera dil chah raha tha ki mai unke munh par cheekh kar bolu ki 'Baaji, kal maine apni aankhon se dekha hai ki Pandey Ji ka beta Vivaan aapke sath is cabin me kya kar raha tha! Aur maine ye bhi suna hai ki wo mere saath kya karna chahta hai aur aapne unse saazish ki hai!', Lekin maine apne gusse aur apne jazbaat par qaabu rakha. Main jaanti thi ki agar maine is waqt apna patta khola, toh mamla bohot kharab ho jayega.
 
"Baaji, paisa hi sab kuchh nahi hota," maine bohot hi narm magar mazboot aawaz me samjhaya. "Agar meri haya aur mere nikaah par koi aanch aane ka thoda sa bhi darr ho, toh mai aise lakhon rupaye par thookti hoon. Main yahan parlour me subah se shaam tak kaam karne ko taiyar hoon, par main unke ghar nahi jaungi."
 
Farha Baaji ne ab apna andaz thoda aur badla. Unhone mujhe aur paise ka lalach dena shuru kiya. "Samreen, Pandey Ji ne is kaam ke liye pure 50,000 rupaye dene ka wada kiya hai. Aur unhone kaha hai ki agar tum wahan ruk kar kaam karogi, toh wo alag se inaam bhi denge. Tum socho, 50,000 rupaye se tumhare shauhar ki dukan ki saari maali tangi ek hi jhatke me khatam ho jayegi. Kya tum apne shauhar ke sukoon ke liye itna bhi nahi kar sakti? Wahan sab bohot acche log hain, mai khud tumhari hifazat ki zimmedari leti hoon."
 
Unka ye har ek lafz ek napaak jhooth tha, ek aisi saazish ka jaal tha jisme wo mujhe dhakelna chahti thin taaki Vivaan unse khush rahe aur unki jism ki pyaas bujhata rahe. Main us cabin me baithi hui thi, unke is safed jhooth ko sun rahi thi, aur mere andar ek ajeeb sa darr aur ek anjaan garmi dobara daudne lagi thi. Mujhe samajh aa raha tha ki Farha Baaji mujhe aasani se chhodne wali nahi thin, aur mera ye imtihan ab aur mushkil hone wala tha.
 
Farha Baaji ke us cabin se jab mai bahar nikali, toh mere sar me ek ajeeb sa dard tha. Unka wo safed jhooth, wo meethi-meethi baatein, aur 50,000 rupaye ka wo laalach, ye sab ek aisa jaal tha jise wo bohot hi saleeqe se mere aas-pas bun rahi thin. Maine bahar aakar gehri saans li aur dobara apni mez par baith gayi. Shaam ke naye clients aane shuru ho gaye the, aur maine khud ko poori tarah kaam me uljha diya. Mera dimaag baar-baar bhatak raha tha, par maine apni ungliyon ki raftaar ko kam nahi hone diya. Maine ek ke baad ek teen auraton ke haathon par behad khoobsurat aur bareek mehendi rachi, taaki mera dhyan us khaufnaak saazish se hat sake.
 
Dheere-dheere shaam dhalne lagi aur bazaar ki roshniyan jagmagane lagin. Parlour ke andar ki chahchalahat ab kam hone lagi thi. Ek-ek karke saare clients ja chuke the. Saima aur baaki ki ladkiyan bhi apna saaman samait rahi thin. Maine bhi thakan ki wajah se apni mez saaf ki aur cones ko apne purse me rakhne lagi. Mujhe laga ki ab din khatam ho gaya hai aur main sukoon se ghar ja sakti hoon. Lekin is parlour ki dehleez ke peechhe chhupi napaaki ka ek aur parda abhi fatna baaki tha.
 
Saima aur baaki ladkiyan bahar nikal chukin thin, ya shayad mujhe aisa laga tha. Parlour me ek gehra sannata chha gaya tha, sirf main hi bahar baithi hui thi. Tabhi, achanak Farha Baaji ke cabin ke andar se tezi se bolne ki aawaz aayi. Wo aawaz pehle ki tarah dheemi nahi thi, balki usme ek gehra gussa, nafrat aur chidchidahat thi.
 
Maine apne purse ki chain band karte-karte apne haath rok liye. Farha Baaji kisi par bohot zor se chilla rahi thin. Is khali parlour me unki aawaz deewaron se takra kar saaf sunayi de rahi thi. Mera dil dubara zore se dhadakne laga. Kal ka manzar meri aankhon ke samne abhi bhi taza tha, isiliye mere qadam khud-ba-khud dabe paon us cabin ke darwaze ki taraf badh gaye. Maine apna kaan darwaze par tika diya aur andar chal rahi baatchit ko sunne lagi.
 
Andar Farha Baaji kisi aur ko nahi, balki Saima ko buri tarah daant rahi thin. Saima, jo hamesha parlour me sabse zyada hasi-mazaak karti thi, wo is waqt andar rone wale andaz me khadi thi. "Tu samajhti kya hai apne aap ko? Teri himmat kaise hui mujhse zidd karne ki?" Farha Baaji ki aawaz me ek aisi darindagi thi jo maine unke muh se pehle kabhi nahi suni thi. "Maine ek baar keh diya na ki tu Pandey Ji ke ghar nahi jayegi, toh bas nahi jayegi!"
 
Saima ne rote hue dabi aawaz me kaha, "Par Baaji, har saal toh mai hi jaati hoon na? Is baar aap Samreen Baaji ko kyun bhej rahi hain? Wo toh jana bhi nahi chahtin. Mujhe jaane dijiye, mujhe unke ghar ka kaam pasand hai aur... aur Vivaan bhi...", Saima ke muh se Vivaan ka naam sunte hi Farha Baaji ka gussa jwalamukhi ki tarah fat pada. Unhone Saima ko aisi-gandi gaaliyan dena shuru kiya jise sunkar darwaze ke bahar khadi meri rooh kaamp gayi. Ek *** aurat, jo bahar itni izzatdar banti thi, wo andar ek doosri ladki ko is hadd tak gira sakti thi.
 
"Saali raand! Ek number ki chhinal hai tu!" Farha Baaji ne poore gusse me chilla kar kaha. "Kutiya, tu apni chut marane ke liye kahin bhi chali jayegi hai na? Tujhe kya lagta hai, mujhe teri is haraamzaadi niyat ka pata nahi hai? Tu wahan sirf mehendi lagane nahi, balki un mardon ke samne nangi hone ke liye taddap rahi hai!", Saima ke rone ki aawaz aur tez ho gayi, par Farha Baaji rukne ka naam nahi le rahi thin. Unka ye bhootiyapan dekh kar mujhe samajh aaya ki parde ke peechhe in sab ne kya daldal banakar rakhi hai.
 
"Tujhe pata hai na ki Vivaan ke birthday me wahan kya hota hai?" Farha Baaji ne aage jo kaha, usse mere hosh poori tarah ud gaye, mere pairo tale se zameen sarak gayi. "Wahan koi shareefo ki party nahi hoti! Birthday party ke baad, raat me jab sab rishtedar chale jaate hain, toh wahan ke saare mard apni hawas ki bhookh mitate hain. Wo ek aisi raat hoti hai jahan chudai ka nasha chalta hai. Aur tu toh saali do saal se mere sath Pandey Ji ke ghar par un mardon se chud rahi hai! Pandey Ji aur unke doston ne teri wo gandi chut is tarah faadi hai ki ab tu unke bina reh nahi sakti!"
 
Mera jism darwaze se chipka hua tha, aur mere jism ka ek-ek katra khauf se paani ho raha rakhna tha. Saima do saal se wahan chud rahi hai? Farha Baaji khud use lekar jaati thin? Yaani ye poora parlour mehendi ke naam par ek aisi daldal tha jahan se shareef auraton ka sauda kiya jata tha.
 
Farha Baaji ne apni baat poori karte hue jo aakhri teer chalaya, usne mere dimaag ki nasen hi fadd din. "Lekin is baar Pandey Ji aur mere Vivaan ko kuchh naya chahiye!" Farha Baaji ne gusse me phanphante hue kaha. "Saima, tu ab purani ho chuki hai. Tera wo jism ab wo roz dekh aur chakh chuke hain. Is baar, Samreen ka wo paakiza aur mitha ras mujhe Pandey Ji aur mere jawan Vivaan ko chakhana hai! Wo kaali abaya me lipti hui *** aurat jab wahan jayegi, aur jab uski wo haya un *** mardon ke lund ke neeche taar-taar hogi, toh jo maza aayega, uske badle Pandey Ji mujhe is parlour ki nayi branch khol kar denge! Isiliye saali raand, tu beech me mat aa, warna main tera ye dhandha sabke samne laakar khada kar dungi!"
 
Darwaze ke bahar khadi main, Samreen, is waqt ek zinda laash ban chuki thi. Mera gala bilkul sookh gaya tha, aur meri aankhon se aansu beh rahe the, par un aansuon me ab darr nahi, balki ek ajeeb sa khaufnaak gussa aur jism ki ek aisi siharan thi jise bayaan karna mumkin nahi tha. Saazish ab poori tarah mere samne nangi khadi thi.

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Vivaan Samreen ki hekdi nikaale aur Samreen ki jo bohot nek hone ki ghamand hain, usse tod de bas

Definitely!

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EPISODE 06

Darwaze se kaan lagaye main jab un napaak baaton ko sun rahi thi, toh mujhe aisa lag raha tha jaise mere sar par aasmaan aakar gir gaya ho. Farha Baaji ke muh se nikli ek-ek gaali, Saima ka wo rona, aur sabse badhkar mera sauda... meri izzat, mere parde, aur mere nikaah ka sauda jo wo dono baap-bete, Pandey Ji aur Vivaan ke sath karne ja rahi thin, usne meri rooh ko andar tak jhanjhod kar rakh diya tha.

Mera poora jism barf ki tarah thanda pad chuka tha. Maine apne kaanpte hue haathon se apna purse seene se lagaya aur bohot hi dabe paon, bina koi aawaz kiye, us napaak cabin ke darwaze se peechhe hati. Parlour ka wo khali hall, jo mujhe kal tak ek aaramdayak jagah lagta tha, is waqt mujhe kisi jahannum ke kuan jaisa mehsoos ho raha tha. Maine tezi se kaanch ka darwaza dhakela aur bahar nikal aayi.
 
Bahar shaam ki thandi hawa chal rahi thi, par mere andar ek aisi aag sulag rahi thi jo mujhe andar hi andar jala rahi thi. Mai tez kadmo se apne ghar ki taraf bhaagne lagi. Meri kaali abaya hawa me ud rahi thi, aur mera veil mere chehre par aakar mere un aansuon ko chhupane ki koshish kar raha tha jo meri aankhon se lagatar beh rahe the.
 
Mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha tha! Farha Baaji... jo roz subah yahan baith kar *** ki baatein karti thin, jo har ladki ko *** aur parde ki hifazat karne ki nasihat deti thin, wo parde ke peechhe itna bada dhandha chala rahi thin? Ek gair-*** ke mardon ki hawas ko shaant karne ke liye wo hamari *** auraton ka sauda kar rahi thin? Aur Saima... wo ladki jo mere sath baith kar hasi-mazaak karti thi, wo do saal se un mardon ke lund ke neeche apni izzat taar-taar karwa rahi thi?
 
Ghar pahunch kar maine kisi tarah khud ko sambhala. Maine gussalkhane me jaakar thande paani se munh dhoya, par aaine me mujhe apna chehra bilkul badla hua laga. Kuchh hi der me Asif bhi dukan band kar ghar aagaye. Unke chehre par wahi hamesha wali masoomiyat aur thakan thi. Unhe dekh kar mere dil me ek aisi tees uthi ki mai unke gale lag kar zor-zor se ro doon aur sab sach bata doon. Lekin main jaanti thi ki agar maine unhe bataya, toh unka imaan aur unka dil dono toot jayenge. Unki mardana kamzori aur hamari maali tangi pehle hi unhe daba chuki thi, main un par is khaufnaak sach ka bojh nahi daal sakti thi.
 
Maine khamoshi se unhe khana parosa. Hum dono ne khana khaya, par mere halaq se ek-ek nivala mushkil se utar raha tha. Khana khane ke baad Asif bistar par let-te hi gehri neend me so gaye aur main unke barabar me leti hui us parso aane wale tufaan ke baare me soch kar kaamp rahi thi.
 
Raat ke lagbhag 11 baj rahe the. Kamre me peeli roshni thi. Tabhi achanak sarhaane rakha mera mobile phone vibrate karne laga. Sannate me uski aawaz ne mujhe darra diya. Maine jhatke se phone uthakar dekha to screen par Farha Baaji ka naam chamak raha rakhna tha.
 
Mera dil zore se dhadakne laga. Maine ek pal ke liye socha ki phone na uthau, par main jaanti thi ki agar maine phone nahi uthaya toh wo kal parlour me mujhse sawal-jawab karengi. Maine gehri saans li, Asif ki taraf dekha jo sukoon se so rahe the, aur phone uthakar kaan se lagaya. "Assalam Alaikum, Farha Baaji," maine apni aawaz ko jitna ho sake narm aur bholi banaye rakhne ki koshish ki.
 
"Walaikum Assalam, meri Samreen!" Farha Baaji ki aawaz me ek aisi mithaas aur pyaar tha jise sunkar mujhe unke is do-moohi roop par ghin aane lagi. Kal hi unhone Saima ko saali raand aur kutiya kaha tha, aur aaj mujhse itne laad se baat kar rahi thin. "Samreen, tum so gayi thi kya? Maine socha zara tumse baat kar loon, kal dopahar se mera dil bohot bhaari hai.", "Nahi Baaji, main bas leti hui thi. Boliye, kya baat hai?" maine dabi aawaz me kaha.
 
"Samreen, main tumse ek badi behan aur ek saheli ke naate baat kar rahi hoon," Farha Baaji ne apna jaal phekna shuru kiya. "Maine dopahar ko jo tumse baatein kin, main chahti hoon tum un par ek baar phir se socho. Main jaanti hoon tum ek bohot hi paakiza aur *** khatoon ho, aur tumhara parda tumhara guroor hai. Maine Pandey Ji se dobara baat ki hai. Unhone saaf kaha hai ki tumhare parde ka wahan poora khayal rakha jayega. Wahan unke ghar me ek alag bada AC room tumhare liye book kiya gaya hai, jahan sirf ghar ki ladies aayengi aur tumse mehendi lagwayengi. Kisi mard ki jurrat nahi hogi ki wo us kamre ki taraf jhank ke bhi dekhe." Unka ye jhooth sunkar mere dimaag me unka wahi alfaaz goonj rahe the, ‘Is baar Samreen ka wo paakiza aur mitha ras mujhe Pandey Ji aur mere Vivaan ko chakhana hai!’
 
Farha Baaji aage bolti rahin, unki aawaz me ek aisa jaadu aur dabaav tha jo kisi bhi majboor aurat ko ghutne tekhne par majboor kar de. "Samreen, tumhare shauhar Asif bhai kitne nek insaan hain. Par unki dukan ke halat tumse chhupi nahi hain. Pandey Ji ne mujhe advance ke taur par paise bhej diye hain. Agar tum parso subah wahan jaati ho, toh 50,000 rupaye toh milenge hi, saath me wo tumhare shauhar ki dukaan ke liye kuchh paise bhi dene ko taiyar hain. Tum socho, ek aurat ka asli *** toh yahi hai na ki wo apne shauhar ki musibat me uski taqat bane? Tumhari ek haan se Asif bhai ki saari pareshaniyan hamesha ke liye khatam ho sakti hain."
 
Farha Baaji ne meri sabse badi kamzori par hath rakh diya tha, mere shauhar aur hamari maali tangi. Unhone baat ko is tarah ghumaya tha ki agar main mana karti, toh main ek buri aur khudgarz biwi sabit hoti. Aur sachaai toh yahi thi ki hamare ghar ke halat sach me kharab the. Lekin un baaton ke sath-sath, mere andar chal rahi jism ki wo purani aag, wo saalon ki tadap jo Asif ke chote lulli aur do minute me dher ho jaane ki wajah se adhoori chhut jati thi... us aag ne bhi is andheri raat me apna asar dikhana shuru kiya. Vivaan ka wo muscular jism, uska mujhe hot kehna, aur un mardon ke beech chalne wale us napaak khel ka khayal... is sabne mere dimaag par ek ajeeb sa nasha kar diya tha. Main khauf se kaamp rahi thi, par sath hi mere jism me ek aisi siharan thi jise main rok nahi paa rahi thi.
 
Farha Baaji ne phone par thoda dabav badhaya. "Samreen? Tum khamosh kyun ho gayi? Bolo na, parso subah taiyaar hona chalne ke liye? Apne shauhar ke liye, is ghar ke liye haan keh do, meri jaan." Mera gala poori tarah sookh chuka tha. Maine ek baar soye hue Asif ko dekha, phir apni aankhein band ki aur apne dimaag par se kaabu khote hue, behad bebasi aur dabi aawaz me kaha. "...Ji Baaji. Theek hai... mai jaungi."
 
Jaise hi mere muh se ye haan nikli, Farha Baaji ne phone par ek lambi saans li aur unki aawaz me ek ajeeb sa shaitani saroor jhalak utha. "Mashahalah! Mujhe tumse yahi umeed thi, Samreen. Tum dekhna, tumhara ye faisla tumhari zindagi badal dega."
 
Phone kat gaya. Maine mobile ko sarhaane rakha aur bistar par sidhi let gayi. Mera poora jism is waqt paseene se naha raha tha. Maine haan toh keh diya tha, par main jaanti thi ki main kisi kaam ke liye nahi, balki ek aisi daldal me kadam rakhne ja rahi hoon jahan meri haya, mera parda aur mera nikaah sab kuch daav par lagne wala tha. Raat ke is sannate me, main apni haan ke bojh tale dabi hui, parso aane wale us tufaan ka intezar karne lagi.
 
Subah jab meri aankh khuli, toh mere sar par ek ajeeb sa bojh tha. Raat bhar main karwatein badal-badal kar thak chuki thi, par sukoon ka ek lamha bhi naseeb nahi hua. Kal raat Farha Baaji ke call par jo haan mere munh se nikali thi, wo ab ek faansi ke fande ki tarah mere gale me lapat chuki thi. Maine hamesha ki tarah *** ki *** padhi, par is baar *** me sar rakhte hi meri aankhon se aansu nikal aaye. Main *** se kya maangti? Ek taraf mere shauhar ki maali halat aur unki masoomiyat thi, toh doosri taraf ek aisi napaak daldal jahan main khud apne kadam aage badha chuki thi.
 
Ghar ka saara kaam niptane ke baad jab main parlour ke liye nikalne lagi, toh Asif ne bohot hi mohabbat se mera chehra dekha. "Samreen, tum aaj kuchh thaki hui lag rahi ho? Agar tabiyat theek nahi toh parlour mat jao, main dukan par thoda aur waqt baith jaunga," unhone kaha. Unki is chinta ne mere guilt ko aur zyada badha diya. "Nahi Asif, mai bilkul theek hoon. Bas thoda mausam badal raha hai na, isiliye," maine jhooth bola aur apni kaali abaya aur veil ko sambhalti hui ghar se nikal aayi.
 
Jab main parlour pahunchi, toh hamesha ki tarah chahchaha-hat shuru ho chuki thi. Kaanch ke darwaze ke andar dakhil hote hi meri nazar sabse pehle counter par baithi Farha Baaji par gayi. Mujhe dekhte hi unke chehre par ek aisi geedadh jaisi shaitani muskaan aayi jise dekh kar mera khoon khol utha. Wo khush thin, kyunki unka shikaar ab unke jaal me phans chuka tha. "Aao Samreen! Aaj toh tumhare chehre par alag hi raunaq hai. Maine kaha tha na, sahi faisla insaan ko sukoon deta hai," Farha Baaji ne aawaz me mithaas gholte hue kaha.
 
Maine bas sar hila diya aur bina kuchh bole apni mez ki taraf badh gayi. Kuchh hi der me subah ke customers aane shuru ho gaye. Kisi ko threading karwani thi, toh kisi ko facial. Main unke chehron par cream mal rahi thi, par mera dimaag kahin aur hi ghoom raha tha. Meri ungliyan chal rahi thin, lekin zehan me baar-baar wahi sawal uth raha tha, Kya maine sahi kiya ya galat? 50,000 rupaye hamari gurbat toh mita sakte the, par jo izzat aur haya ek baar chali gayi, kya wo duniya ki koi bhi doulat wapas la sakti hai?
 
Kaam ke dauraan hi meri nazar thodi door khadi Saima par gayi. Saima aaj bilkul khamosh thi. Wo ladki jo poore parlour me apni hansi aur baaton se rounaq lagaye rakhti thi, wo aaj gumsum ek kone me baithi hair-straightener thame hue thi. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb sa darr aur mayusi thi. Kal shaam Farha Baaji ne use jo saali raand aur kutiya keh kar gaaliyan di thin, aur jo uske jism ka sauda Pandey Ji ke ghar hone ki baat kahi thi, wo sab mere kaano me gungunane laga. Mujhe Saima par gussa bhi aa raha rakhna tha aur ek taras bhi, kyunki wo bhi is daldal me is tarah phans chuki thi jahan se nikalne ka koi rasta nahi tha.
 
Dopahar ke do baje jab parlour me thoda sannaata hua aur lunch ka waqt aaya, toh baaki ki ladkiyan bahar market se kuchh khane chali gayin. Farha Baaji bhi kisi zaroori kaam se bank ki taraf nikal gayin thin. Parlour me sirf main aur Saima hi bache the. Saima hall ke kone me baithi hui apna tiffin box khole bina hi chammach se chawal ko idhar-idhar ghumaye ja rahi thi. Maine apna tiffin uthaya aur uske barabar wali kursi par aakar baith gayi. Saima ne chaunk kar meri taraf dekha, uski aankhon ke neeche halke kaale ghere saaf dikh rahe the, jaise wo bhi raat bhar soyi na ho.
 
"Saima, tum khana kyun nahi kha rahi ho? Tabiyat toh theek hai na?" maine bohot hi narm aur apnapan dikhate hue puchha. Saima ne ek pheeki muskaan di, "Ji Samreen Baaji, bas bhookh nahi hai." Maine charo taraf dekha ki koi aas-pas hai toh nahi, phir apni aawaz ko thoda dheema kiya. "Saima, mai jaanti hoon tum kyun pareshan ho. Kal shaam... main parlour se gayi nahi thi. Maine cabin ke bahar se Farha Baaji aur tumhari saari baatein sun li thin." Ye sunte hi Saima ke haath se chammach chhoot kar plate me gira. Uska chehra khauf se bilkul safed pad gaya. Wo kaampte hue khadi hone lagi, "Baaji... wo... aap galat samajh rahi hain... wo Farha Baaji gusse me..."
 
"Baitho Saima," maine uska hath pakad kar use dobara kursi par bithaya. "Mujhe sab pata chal chuka hai. Aur kal raat Farha Baaji ka mere paas bhi phone aaya tha. Unhone mujhe Pandey Ji ke ghar jaane ke liye mana liya hai... aur maine haan keh diya hai.", "Kya?!" Saima ki aankhein fati ki fati reh gayin. Usne apna hath mere muh par rakhne ke andaz me aage badhaya, uski aawaz me ek ajeeb si hichkichahat aur darr tha. "Aapne... aapne haan keh diya? Nahi Baaji! Aap bohot shareef aur paakiza aurat hain. Aapko nahi pata aap kis jahannum me kadam rakhne ja rahi hain!"
 
Saima ka darr dekh kar mere andar ki sulagti hui pyaas aur khauf dono ek sath jaag uthe. Maine uska hath thama, "Saima, mujhe khul kar batao. Pandey Ji ke ghar aakhir hota kya hai? Kal Farha Baaji jo keh rahi thin, kya wo sab sach hai? Mujhse kuchh mat chhupao, ab main bhi isme shamil ho chuki hoon."
 
Saima ne ek gehri saans li, uski aankhon se ek aansu nikal kar uske gaal par beh gaya. Wo hichkichate hue aur aas-pas dekhte hue bohot hi dheemi aawaz me bolne lagi, jaise koi bohot bada gunah kabool kar rahi ho. "Baaji... Farha Baaji ne jo kal kaha, wo ek-ek lafz sach hai," Saima ne haanphte hue batana shuru kiya. "Pehle saal jab main wahan gayi thi, toh mujhe laga tha ki sirf ameer logon ki shaadi ya birthday party hai jahan mehendi lagani hai. Lekin wahan ka mahaul bilkul alag hai. Pandey Ji aur unka beta Vivaan... wo dono bahar se jitne shareef aur bade achhe aadmi bante hain, andar se utne hi dareende hain."
 
Saima ne apni thook nigli aur bataya, "Birthday party toh sirf ek dikhava hoti hai. Raat ke 11-12 baje ke baad jab saare aam mehmaan chale jaate hain, toh wahan unke kuchh khas dost, bade-bade ameer aur asraat wale mard hi rukte hain. Wahan sharaab aur nasha poore josh me chalta hai. Aur uske baad... uske baad shuru hota hai hawas ka nanga naach."
 
"Farha Baaji har saal mujhe aur khud ko wahan lekar jaati hain," Saima ne rote hue iqrar kiya. "Hume ek bade kamre me le jaya jata hai. Wahan mard log apni hawas ki bhookh mitane ke liye aate hain. Vivaan... wo 20 saal ka ladka zaroor hai, par uske andar ek shaitan chhupa hai. Wo aur uska baap Pandey Ji, dono milkar hume nanga karte hain, Baap apne doston ke saath aut beta akela apne kamre me hamare maje leta hai baaji. Vivaan ka wo muscular jism dekh kar pehle toh main darr gayi thi, par unhone mujhe paise ka aur nasha dekar is tarah choda... ki main unki aadat ban gayi."
 
Saima ki baatein sunkar mere jism me ek aisi garmi aur siharan dauri jisne mere dimaag ko poori tarah hila diya. Wo bolti rahi, "Wahan ek-ek mard aakar apni bhookh mitata hai. Do saal se main aur Farha Baaji un mardon ke lund ke neeche apni izzat taar-taar karwa rahe hain. Pandey Ji ke dost... bohot berahmi se chudai karte hain Baaji. Wo thappad maarte hain, baal khinchte hain, aur poori raat hume chain nahi lene dete. Mera to do saal hi hua hai par pata nhi farha baaji kitne saalon se wahan jaa rhi hain."
 
Saima ne achanak mera hath zor se dabaya, uski aankhein khauf se bhari thin. "Aur is baar... is baar unka irada aapko lekar bohot kharab hai. Vivaan ne jabse aapko is parlour me dekha hai, wo aapki is kaali abaya, aapke is veil aur aapki is *** haya ka deewana ban chuka hai. Usne Farha Baaji se saaf keh diya hai ki use is baar kisi bhi keemat par Samreen ki chut chahiye. Wo aapka wo mitha ras chakhna chahta hai jise aapne itne saalon se parde me chhupa kar rakha hai aur jo sirf aapke shauhar ke liye hai. Pandey Ji bhi is khel me shamil hain, wo dono baap-bete aur unke dost parso raat aapko apni hawas ka nanga naach dikhane wale hain!"
 
Saima ki ye khaufnaak dastan sunkar mera poora jism paseene se naha chuka tha. Meri abaya ke andar mera jism buri tarah tharr-tharra raha rakhna tha. Ek taraf mera imaan aur meri izzat mujhe wahan se bhaagne ke liye keh rahi thi, par doosri taraf... mere andar ki wo saalon ki tadap, wo jism ki bhookh jo Asif ki mardana kamzori ki wajah se kabhi poori nahi hui thi, wo is naye aur wild khayal ko sunkar andar hi andar bilkul pighal chuki thi. Mujhe samajh aagaya tha ki ab pichhe hatne ka koi rasta nahi tha, parso subah meri zindagi ka sabse bada aur napaak imtihan shuru hone wala tha.
 
Saima ke muh se Pandey ji ke ghar ki us nangi aur khaufnaak haqeeqat ko sun kar jaise mere jism se rooh hi fanaah hone lagi thi. Mera gala is tarah sookh chuka tha jaise tapte hue sehra me koi musafir paani ki ek-ek boond ke liye taras raha ho. Meri kaali abaya ke andar chhupa mera jism barf ki tarah thanda pad chuka tha, par dil ki dhadkan ki raftaar aisi thi jaise abhi seene ka parda cheer kar bahar nikal aayegi.
 
Mera zameer, mera ***, aur meri haya mujhe cheekh-cheekh kar keh rahe the ki main isi waqt apni mez se apna saaman uthau aur is napaak parlour ki dehleez ko hamesha ke liye chhod kar bhaag jaoon. Magar mere kadam jaise wahin jamm chuke the. Mujhme ab mana karne ki zara bhi himmat baaki nahi thi. Mere dimaag me baar-baar kal shaam ka wo manzar ghoom raha tha jab Farha Baaji ne Saima ko saali raand aur kutiya keh kar uski izzat ko bazaar me neelaam kiya tha.
 
Main soch kar hi kaamp jaati thi ki agar maine ab is mauke par inkaar kiya, toh Farha Baaji apni us darinda aawaz me mujh par chillayengi, mujhe gandi-gandi gaaliyan dengi aur meri shareef-zaadi hone ki hekdi ek pal me nikaal dengi. Agar unhone mere nikaah, mere shauhar Asif bhai ki mardana kamzori par koi tanz kasa, toh main khud ki nazron me is tarah gir jaungi ki phir kabhi aaine me apna chehra dekhne ke kabil nahi rahungi. Isi darr aur ek anjaan si jism ki siharan ke bojh tale dabi mai khamosh baithi rahi.
 
Tabhi Saima ne hall ka darwaza halka sa aur band kiya, usne apni aawaz ko bilkul ek sarsarahat jaisa banate hue meri taraf rukh kiya. Uski aankhon me khauf ke sath-sath ek ajeeb sa rashk aur hairat ka nasha tha.
 
"Samreen Baaji..." Saima ne haanpate hue batana shuru kiya. "Wahan Pandey ji ki ek bohot hi kareebi khaatun rehti hain, Rubina Siddiqi. Unhe dekh kar toh aisi feeling aati hai jaise *** ne unhe kisi alag hi mitti se banaya ho. Wo itni zyada maintain aur shaan-o-shaukat me rehti hain jaise is zamane ki koi shehzadi hon."
 
Maine hairat se Saima ki taraf dekha, "Rubina Siddiqi? *** naam hai... wo wahan kya karti hain?" Saima ne ek gehri saans li aur apne honth bheenchte hue kaha, "Baaji, unka naam zaroor *** hai, par wo *** aur imaan se bohot door nikal chukin hain. Poore shehar ke bade logon me aur Pandey ji ke khas doston me ye afwaah bohot aam hai ki Rubina actually me Pandey ji ki niji rakhail hain. Unka apna ek bada ghar hai, unke aage-peeche naukar-chakar daudte hain, aur unka libas... unke her ek suit ki keemat hazaron me hoti hai. Wo jab chalti hain toh unke jism se aisi mehegi khushboo aati hai jo kisi ko bhi hosh kho dene par majboor kar de."
 
Saima ki baatein mere kaano me aisi utar rahi thin jaise koi kahani chal rahi ho, par ye kahani sachi thi aur bohot khaufnaak thi. Saima ne ek manzar yaad karte hue bataya, "Baaji, mujhe yaad hai jab pichhle saal Vivaan Pandey ki birthday party chal rahi thi. Poora hall shehar ke ameer aur naye-naye bade logon se khacha-khach bhara hua tha. Har taraf sharaab ke glass takra rahe the aur sangeet baj raha tha. Tabhi achanak Rubina ne andar kadam rakha."
 
Saima ki aankhein us manzar ko yaad karke chamak uthin, "Baaji, unke dakhil hote hi jaise poori party ka vatavaran hi badal gaya. Har taraf ek sannata sa chha gaya aur log jaise ruk gaye. Wo un ameer aurat aur mardon ki bheed ko is tarah cheerti hui aage badhti hui vivaan ke paas aakar khadi hui jaise wo koi bohot badi shehzadi hon aur baaki sab unke paon ki dhool. Unki kaamat, unka nazaqat se bhara chalne ka andaz aisa tha ki lag raha tha wo sabse zyada unchi hain aur baaki poori dunya unke neeche dabbi hui hai."
 
"Pandey ji khud unke is ada pe fida the," Saima ne bataya. "Unke labon par jo guroor tha, wo kisi aam aurat me ho hi nahi sakta. Wo bohot chaalak aur khatarnaak aurat hain Samreen Baaji. Wo Pandey ji ki taqat, unke paise aur unke political power ke dum par hawa me udti hain. Unhe acche se pata hai ki mardon ke dimaag se kaise khelna hai. Unhone apni isi behisab khoobsurti aur nakhre se na jaane kitne bade-bade mardon ko apni jooti ke neeche daba kar rakha hai."
 
Saima ki ye baatein sunkar mere andar ek naya hi tufaan uthne laga. Rubina Siddiqi jaisi khatoon, jo *** hokar ek gair-*** ke mard ki rakhail bani hui thi aur poori shaan se jee rahi thi... uske is roop ne mere dimaag ko sunn kar diya. Ek taraf unka ye napaak aur sharmnaak dhandha tha, aur doosri taraf unki wo shahi zindagi jise dekh kar Saima jaisi ladkiyan bhi hairan thin.
 
Mera dimaag ab poori tarah bhatak chuka tha. Mujhe kal subah ka khayal aane laga jab mujhe Pandey ji ke ghar ke liye nikalna tha. Vivaan ki zidd, Pandey ji ki hawas, Farha Baaji ki saazish, aur ab is shahi rakhail Rubina ka khauf... ye sab milkar ek aisa ghera bana chuke the jisme main ab poori tarah phans chuki thi. Mera jism is khaufnaak nange naach ke khayal se hi andar tak sulagne laga tha, aur mujhe mehsoos ho raha tha ki parso subah jab main us ghar ki dehleez par kadam rakhungi, toh meri zindagi ka wo parda hamesha ke liye hatne wala tha jise maine ab tak apna sab kuchh samjha tha.

[Herotic]

EPISODE 07

*** ki *** ke baad jab main *** samait rahi thi, toh mere andar ka tufaan abaya ke kaale parde ko cheer kar bahar aane ke liye betaab tha. Maine aaine ke samne khade hokar khud ko naye sire se dekha. 12 saal ke is adhoore nikaah ne mere jism ko ek aisi gathili aur bhari hui rasili jism bana diya tha jise mardana taqat ki sakht zaroorat thi. Bhale hi meri umar 32 saal thi, par mera jism is umar me bhi kisi jawan ladki se zyada tana hua aur rasila tha, pata nhi ye sab mujhe bolna chahiye ya nhi par yahi sach hai.
 
Maine is din ke liye apni sabse aaramdayak aur thodi sexy underwear chuni thi, jo maine kuchh saalon pehle is umeed me khareedi thi ki shayad Asif kabhi iska nasha samajh payenge. Maine apni 36D size ki bhari hui chhatiyo ko sambhalne ke liye ek laal rang ki bra pehni, jiske lace borders meri makhmali aur gori twacha par saaf chamak rahe the. Uske sath hi maine ek matching panty pehni jo meri 38 inch ki choudi aur gathili gaand par bilkul fit baithi thi. Jab maine aaine me dekha, toh meri kamar ka 30 inch ka patla ghera aur upar-neeche ke ye bhare hue ubhaar kisi purkashish nange nazaare se kam nahi the.
 
Maine apne is garam aur haseen roop par salwaar kameez daali aur fir apni wahi dheeli-dhaali kaali abaya pehn li aur sarr par veil baandh liya. Kaale kapde ke andar laal rang ka wo napaak nasha chhupa hua tha, thik waise hi jaise meri shareef soorat ke peechhe ek bhatki hui aurat ki bhookh sulag rahi thi.
 
Chaurahe par khadi safed car me jab main baithi, toh Farha Baaji ne mujhe sar se paon tak ghoora. "Arre Samreen! Aaj toh tumhari abaya ke andar se tumhari chhatiya kuchh zyada hi tani hui aur bhari lag rahi hain. Lagta hai kuchh khaas taiyaari hai." unhone dabi aawaz me meri jaangh par hath rakhte hue kaha. "Baaji... aap kya keh rahi hain... mai toh bas..." maine sharm se sar jhukate hue kaha, par gaadi ke jhatkon ke sath meri 36D chhatiyo ka ubhaar meri abaya ke kapde ko lagatar jhatka de raha tha jaise abhi ke abhi dono meri bra faad ke bahar nikal jayenge.
 
Gaadi jab Pandey Ji ke aalishaan ghar ke samne ruki, toh wahan ka VIP nazaara dekh kar meri saans atak gayi. Main gate par chaar guards khade the. Parking me chamchamati hui do-teen safed Fortuner aur kuchh kaale rang ki Scorpio khadi thi, jinke bonnet par political party ka jhanda laga tha. Main behad sehmi hui, apni bhari hui gaand ko matkati hui Farha Baaji ke peechhe-peechhe andar dakhil hui. Italian marble ke farsh par jab meri sandle ki aawaz gunji, to mujhe aisa laga jaise main kisi mahal me aa gyi hun.
 
Tabhi main hall ke unche leather sofe se ek lamba, chouda aur muscular saaya utha. Wo koi aur nahi, khud Vivaan tha. Usne ek bohot hi patli, sleeveless gym t-shirt pehni hui thi jisme se uske gathile biceps aur chouda seena saaf jhalak raha tha. Uske jism se ek mardana, garm cologne ki khushboo aa rahi thi. Usne jaise hi meri kaali abaya me lipti hui surahi jaisi jism ko dekha, uski aankhon me ek hawasi chamak daud gayi, bilkul usi parlor waale din jaisa. Usne meri 30 inch ki patli kamar aur upar-neeche ke un bhare ubhaaron ko is tarah ghoora jaise wo kapde ke paar meri laal rang ki bra aur panty ko dekh raha ho.
 
"Arre Farha! Aa gayi tum... aur saath me... Samreen Aunty ko bhi le aayi," Vivaan ne apne hothon par zabaan pherte hue kaha. Uske muh se mera naam sunkar meri bra ke andar band meri chhati zor-zor se dhadakne lagin. Mera jism uske is garm aur wild roop ke samne andar hi andar pighalne laga tha, aur meri jaangho ke beech ki wo laal panty ab halki si garm nami se tarr hone lagi thi.
 
Main hall ki khamoshi me Vivaan ki wo mardana aur bhari aawaz kisi hathode ki tarah gunji thi. Usne jis andaz se mera naam liya tha, usne mere kaan me pighla hua sheesha ghol diya. Main wahan khadi apni kaali abaya ke gher ko dono haathon se bheenchte hue use dekh rahi thi. Uski sleeveless gym t-shirt ke andar se uske tana hue muscular biceps aur choude seene bilkul saaf jhalak rahe the, aur un par aayi hui paseene ki boondein subah ki dhoop me chamak rahi thin.
 
"Haan Vivaan, main samreen ko lekar bilkul waqt par aa gayi hoon," Farha Baaji ne aage badhte hue bohot hi laad aur nazaqat se kaha. Unka dupatta unke seene se thoda sarak gaya tha, aur unke chehre par ek aisi besharam muskaan thi jo kisi shareef ghar ki aurat ke chehre par nahi ho sakti.

Vivaan ne sofe se uthte hue Farha Baaji ke kandhe par apna bada aur gathila hath rakha aur unhe bilkul apne qareeb kheenchte hue bola, "Bohot accha kiya Farha, tum humesha apna wada poora karti ho. Par tumhari ye mehendi artist toh kuchh zyada hi darr rahi hain. Kyun Aunty, isse pehle kabhi itne bade ghar me nahi aayin kya?"

Usne Farha Baaji ko unke naam se pukara jaisa ki main kuchh dino se sun rhi hun. Farha Baaji mujhse umar me kam se kam das saal badi thin, unke chehre aur gardan par umar ka asar saaf dikhne laga tha, phir bhi 20 saal ka ye jawan unhe unke naam se pukar kar unke jism se khelta tha. Aur mujhe... meri umar abhi sirf 32 saal thi, mera jism apni poori jawan hadd par tha, meri 36D chhatiyo ka ubhaar aur 38 inch ki bhari hui choudi gaand is abaya ke andar kisi rasile aam ki tarah pakki hui thin, phir bhi wo mujhe baar-baar Aunty keh kar shayad mujhe chidha raha tha.

Mera dil andar hi andar ek ajeeb si jalan aur gusse se bhar gaya. Ek paakiza aur nikaah-shuda aurat hone ke naate mujhe is baat se farq nahi padna chahiye tha, mujhe toh khush hona chahiye tha, lekin mere jism ki sacchai is waqt bilkul badal chuki thi. Mera andaruni guroor jaag utha tha. Main andar hi andar sochne lagi ki "Ye ladka mujhe baar-baar Aunty kyun bol raha hai? Kya main itni umardaraj lagti hoon? Kya meri is kaali abaya aur is veil ne mujhe iske samne ek nani-dadi jaisa bana diya hai? Agar ye Farha Baaji ko naam se pukar kar unke jism ka maza le sakta hai, toh mujhe dekh kar iske muh se Aunty kyun nikalta hai jabki mera jism unse kahin zyada bhara hua jawan aur gathila hai?"

Lekin agle hi pal main khud se darr gayi. Maine socha, "***... main ye sab kya soch rahi hoon? Main ek nikaah-shuda aurat hoon, biwi hoon. Mujhe is gair-*** ke jawan ladke ke muh se apna naam sunne ki itni tadap kyun ho rahi hai? Mujhe is baat se jalan kyun ho rahi hai ki wo Farha Baaji ko naam se pukar raha hai aur mujhe nhi?"

Lekin jism ki bhookh aur hawas ka nasha bohot khaufnaak hota hai. Jab main un dono ko itne qareeb khada dekh rahi thi, toh meri kaali abaya ke andar band meri 36D size ki chhatiyon par bandhi hui laal bra ke lace borders meri gori twacha ko chhubhne lage. Vivaan ki mardana aur garm cologne ki khushboo mere nathuno ke zariye mere dimag me utar rahi thi, jisse meri 38 inch ki choudi gaand par lipti laal panty ke andar ek ajeeb si garm nami aur tezi se risne lagi thi.

Farha Baaji ne halke se muskura kar Vivaan ke seene par apna hath mara aur boli, "Arre Vivaan, tum toh bas badmashi shuru kar dete ho. Chalo, Samreen ko upar uske kamre me chhod aao, jahan madam ne uske rukne ka intezam kiya hai. Aur dhyan rakhna, ye bohot shareef hai, tumhari tarah khuli hui nahi hai.", "kya? Shareef? Tab to maza aayega" Vivaan ne ek shaitani hansi haste hue Farha Baaji ko alag kiya aur dheere-dheere mere paas aane laga.

Uske har ek kadam ke sath mere pair zameen me dhaste ja rahe the. Jab wo mere bilkul samne aakar khada hua, toh uska lamba aur muscular jism mujh par haavi ho gaya. Uske choude baazuon ki garm hiddat mujhe apni abaya ke kapde ke paar mehsoos ho rahi thi. Usne aage jhuk kar meri aankhon me seedhe dekha, uski aankhon me is waqt aisi khullam-khulla chamak thi jise dekh kar koi bhi aurat apna sab kuchh bhool jaye.

"Aaiye Samreen Aunty, main aapko aapka kamra dikha deta hoon," Vivaan ne mere kaan ke bilkul paas aakar apni garm aur dabi aawaz me kaha. "Wahan chal kar main aapki mehendi ke designs bhi dekhunga, aur ye bhi dekhunga ki is kaali abaya ke andar aapne kya-kya chhupa rakha hai." Uski ye baat sunkar mere hosh ud gye, main bolna chahti thi par mere muh se ek shabd bhi nhi nikla.

Hum dono upar ki manzil ki taraf badhne lage. Farha Baaji neeche hi ruk gayin thin kisi kaam se. Oonchi aur aalishaan jhaalar wali seodhiyo par jab main aage badh rahi thi, toh meri 38 inch ki bhari hui gaand abaya ke andar har kadam ke saath halki si matak rahi thi. Vivaan mere bilkul peechhe-peechhe chal raha tha. Mujhe saaf mehsoos ho raha tha ki uski nigahein meri peeth aur meri choudi gaand ke ubhaar par hi tiki hui thin.

Seedhiyo ke aakhri mod par pahunchte hi, jab aas-pas koi naukar nahi tha, Vivaan ne achanak tezi se aage badhkar apna ek bada aur gathila hath meri patli kamar par rakh diya. "Ahhh... !" mere muh se ek halki si aah nikal gayi. Uske garam haathon ka dabao jab meri abaya ke kapde ke upar se meri narm kamar par pada, toh mere jism me jaise bijli daud gayi. Maine jhatke se peechhe mudkar use dekha, meri aankhein sharm aur darr se bhari hui thin. "Vivaan... ye kya badtameezi hai? Chhodo mujhe! Main tumse keh rahi hoon na, ye galat hai."

"Badtameezi nahi hai, Samreen Aunty," Vivaan ne Aunty lafz par jaan-boojh kar aur zyada zor dete hue kaha, aur apna chehra mere itna qareeb laya ki hamari naak ek doosre se chhu rahi thin. "Aapka ye sexy aur bhara hua jism dekh kar mera dimaag kharab ho raha hai usi din se. Aapko pata hai, aapki ye chuchiyan is kaale kapde ke andar se bhi itni tight aur tani hui lag rahi hain ki mera dil kar raha hai ki main yahin aapki is abaya ko phad doon aur aapki chuchiyan masal masal ke chus lun. Shayad aapka shauhar namard hai, wo nhi janta hoga ki is khazane ko kaise nichoda jata hai tabhi to aisi garam biwi ko kaam pe bhejta hai."

Ab kya bataun main, Uske muh se namard aur khazane ko nichodna jaise gande alfaaz sunkar meri bra ke andar band mere narm chuchon ke nipple sakht ho gaye. Mera jism is tarah ki gandi baatein sunne ka aadi nahi tha, par un baaton me ek aisi mardana garmi thi jise sunkar meri panty ke andar bhi meri sharmgah se meetha paani risne laga tha. Main uski garm aankhon me dekhte hue bilkul bejaan ho rahi thi. Maine bohot hi narm aur kamzor aawaz me use mana karne ki koshish ki, "Nahi Vivaan... tum… tum ye kya kar rhe ho... aisi baatein mat karo... main ek nikaah-shuda paakiza aurat hoon..."

"Are Nikaah-shuda mere laude pe… Kal mere birthday ki raat aap sirf meri rahogi," Vivaan ne meri kamar par apna dabao aur mazboot karte hue mujhe deewar se tika diya. Uske gathile jism ka poora dabao meri 36D ki chhatiyo aur meri jaangho par padne laga. Usne mere kaan ke paas apne hoth laye aur bilkul dabi hui, gandi aawaz me bola, "Kal raat ko jab main aapki is kaali abaya ko utarunga, aur aapki panty ko cheer kar apna jawan aur garam lund aapki gadrayi chut mein dalunga... tab aap chilayengi... aur tabhi se aap meri raand banogi."

Uske is khullam-khulla aur behad kaamuk shabdon mere dimaag ki ek-ek nas ko hila kar rakh diya. Wo mujhe Aunty keh kar sirf chidha raha tha, taaki meri *** haya ko ek khel bana sake, jabki uske napaak khayal mere pure jism ko nigalne ke liye betaab the. Main deewar se tiki khadi rahi, meri saansen tezi se chal rahi thin, aur meri aankhein us badmaash ke jawan chehre par tiki thin, jahan se ab nikalne ka har rasta hamesha ke liye band ho chuka tha.

Vivaan ne jab mujhe deewar se alag kiya, toh mere jism ke har ek hisse me ek aisi siharan daud rahi thi jise rokna mere bas me nahi tha. Meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan abaya ke andar is tarah tezi se upar-neeche ho rahi thin jaise wo is band kaid se bahar aane ke liye betaab hon. Mera poora badan paseene me naha raha tha, aur meri 38 inch ki choudi gaand par lipti hui laal panty ab Vivaan ke gathile ghutne ke dabbao aur uski gandi baaton ki wajah se bilkul geeli ho chuki thi. “Haaye ***… ye ladka itna besharm kaise ho sakta hai…” mere dimaag me bas yahi chal rha tha.

"Chalo Samreen Aunty, ab bohot nakhre ho gaye," Vivaan ne mere kamre ka darwaza kholte hue ek shaitani muskaan ke sath kaha. "Farha ne kaha tha na ki aapke paas mehendi ke bohot hi naye aur khoobsurat designs hain? Mujhe wahi designs dekhne hain. Kal mera birthday hai, aur main chahta hoon ki aapke haathon ka sabse behtareen rang mere ghar par bikhre."

Main kisi bejaan laash ki tarah dheere-dheere kamre ke andar dakhil hui. Kamre me halke peele rang ki lights jal rahi thin, jisse wahan ka mahaul aur bhi zyada gehra aur kaamuk lag raha tha. Maine kaampte hue haathon se apne purse se wo velvet ka mehendi catalogue nikala. Mere narm aur gore haath is waqt is tarah tharr-tharra rahe the jaise main koi gunahgaar dastavez khol rahi hoon. Main bed ke kinare par baith gayi, aur meri abaya ka gher farsh par phail gaya.

Vivaan door khada nahi raha. Wo turant mere bilkul paas bed par baith gaya. Uske baithte hi mulayam gaddha ek taraf jhuk gaya, jisse mera bhari jism khud-ba-khud sarak kar uske muscular aur gathile badan se bilkul chipak gaya. Uske sleeveless gym t-shirt ke andar se aane wali jawan mardana garmi meri abaya ke kapde ko cheer kar meri nangi twacha ko pighlane lagi.

Maine kaampte hue haathon se catalogue ka pehla panna palta. "Ye... ye normal function ke designs hain, Vivaan... aur ye baajuon par lagane ke liye hain," maine bohot hi dabi, narm aur pyaar bhari aawaz me kaha. Meri aawaz me ab koi sakhti ya gussa nahi bacha tha, balki ek aisi dabi hui kaamuk tadap thi jise sunkar Vivaan ka hausla aur zyada badh gaya.

Vivaan ne designs par nazar daalne ke bahaane apna chehra mere bilkul paas laya. Uski garm saansen meri nangi gardan aur kaan ke peechhe ke hisse par takra rahi thin, jisse meri laal bra ke andar band mere dono nipple bilkul tight aur khade ho gaye, haaye main ye kya bol rhi hun. Usne apna ek hath aage badhaya aur catalogue par rakh diya, par uski ungliyan jaan-boojh kar mere gore ungliyon se chhu rahi thin.

"hmm... ye sab designs toh auntiyon ke liye acche hain, Aunty," Vivaan ne mere kaan ke paas apne hoth laakar bohot hi gandi aur haseen aawaz me phusphusaya. Usne catalogue ka ek panna aur palta, jahan ek bada, seedha aur lamba design bana hua tha, jiske beech me naam likhne ki jagah chhuti hui thi. "Haan! Ye design dekhiye... ye bilkul lamba aur seedha hai. Mujhe ye pasand hai. Mujhe isi design me mehendi lagwani hai."

Maine chain ki saans lene ki koshish ki, "Th…Theek hai, agar tumhein ye pasand hai toh parso jab baaki log lagwayenge, main tumhare haath par bhi...", " Ek minute Ek minute… Maine kab kaha ki mujhe ye mehendi apne haath par lagwani hai, Samreen Aunty?" Vivaan ne achanak meri baat kaat di, aur uski aawaz me ek aisi napaak zidd thi jise sunkar mere pure jism ka khoon jam gaya.

Maine chaunk kar uski taraf dekha. Uski nigahein is waqt meri aankhon me nahi thin, balki wo seedhe mere dono jaangho ke us beech wale hisse ko dekh raha tha jahan meri panty geeli ho chuki thi. "Toh... toh phir kahan lagwaoge?" maine apne masoom chehre ke saath haklaate hue poocha, mera dil is tarah dhadak raha tha jaise abhi bahar nikal aayega. Vivaan ne catalogue ko jhatke se band kiya aur use bed par phek diya. Usne apna haath aage badhaya aur meri thuddi ko pakad kar mere chehre ko apni taraf ghuma diya. Uske anguthe ka dabao mere narm hothon par tha.

"Mujhe ye mehendi apne 3 inch mote aur 9 inch lambe jawan lund par lagwani hai," Vivaan ne bilkul dabi hui, gandi aur behad kamuk aawaz me kaha. Uske ek-ek lafz me hawas ka nasha tha. "Aur sirf design nahi chahiye... mujhe us par ek naam chahiye. Mujhe mere lund ke top se lekar neeche tak aapke haathon se likha hua chahiye SAMREEN naam. Main chahta hoon ki aapka naam meri is mardana takat par is tarah rache ki jab kal raat ko main is lund ko aapki garam chut me daaloon, toh aapka naam aapki hi chut ki garmi ke andar pighle."

Us badmaash ke muh se itni gandi aur khullam-khulla baatein sunkar mere hosh poori tarah ud gaye. Meri aankhein fati ki fati reh gayin. Ek paakiza aurat, jo kal tak sar jhuka kar chalti thi, aaj ek 20 saal ke jawan mard ke samne baithi thi jo uske naam ko apne lund par likhwane ki zidd kar raha tha. Mera zameer andar se cheekh utha, "haaye ***! Ye kaisi musibat hai? Main ek nikaah-shuda aurat hoon, main kisi gair mard ke us ang ko kaise chhu sakti hoon? Mujhe yahan se bhaag jaana chahiye!" Lekin mere jism ke andar jo 12 saal ki pyaas thi, usne is khaufnaak farmaish ko sunte hi ek aisi kaamuk karwat li jise main bayaan nahi kar sakti.

Mera chehra sharm aur hawas ki garmi se bilkul laal ho chuka tha. Meri saansen itni tez ho gayin ki meri 36D chuchiyan meri abaya ke kapde ko faad kar baahar aane ke liye tarasne lagin. Maine bina chahte hue bhi apni nazar neeche ki taraf ghumayi, jahan Vivaan ki tight pant ke andar uski mardana takat pehle se hi ek bade ubhaar ki tarah tanni hui saaf dikh rahi thi. Wo sach me bohot mota aur lamba lag rha tha, bilkul mere shauhar Asif ke us chhote aur kamzor lulli se alag.

"Haayee ***... Vivaan... nahi... tum… tum ye kya bol rhe ho..." mere muh se ek aisi kaamuk aur dabi hui aah nikli jo mana karne ke liye nahi, balki use aur uksane ke liye thi. Maine apne dono haathon se bed ki chadar ko zor se jakad liya kyunki mujhe mehsoos ho raha tha ki meri laal panty ke andar se mitha aur garm paani ab bilkul beh kar meri jaangho tak utar raha tha. "Main... main tumhara naam wahan kaise... haaye *** main ek shareef aurat hoon, Vivaan..."

"Are shareef aurat mere laude pe… kab se Shareef aurat kya laga rakkha hai Samreen Aunty, ab aap sirf meri kal raat ki raand ho," Vivaan ne meri thuddi par apna dabao aur badhate hue, mere hothon ke itna paas aakar kaha ki uske hoth mere hothon se halke se chhu gaye. "Mujhe pata hai aapki chut is waqt paani chhod rahi hai. Kal aap sabse pehle isi kamre me aakar mere is mote lund par mehendi se apna naam likhogi. Aur agar aapne nakhre kiye, toh Farha ko toh main nangi karta hi hoon, aapko bhi sabke samne nangi kar dunga."

Usne apna haath meri thuddi se hataya aur meri abaya ke andar haath daal kar meri laal bra ke oopri hisse par apna garam hath pher diya aur meri chuchi ko kas ke masal diya, haaye. Uske gathile haathon ka wo wild touch meri gori chuchi par padte hi mere muh se ek behadd kaamuk cheekh nikal gayi, "Ahhh... haaye *** … Vivaan... bas karo...", Wo ek shaitani hansi hasta hua utha aur kamre se bahar nikal gaya, mujhe us aalishaan bed par poori tarah pighli hui aur gunah ke nashe me dhoobakar garam hi chhod gaya.

To Be Continued...

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EPISODE 08

Vivaan ke jaane ke baad, darwaze ke band hone ki aahat mere dimaag me kisi bomb ki tarah phati thi. Main usi king size bed par bikhri hui leti rahi, meri saansen chal nahi rahi thin balki ukhad rahi thin. Mera poora jism upar se neeche tak aag ki tarah tap raha tha. Ek 20 saal ka jawan, gathila ladka mere hi naam ko apne us mote aur jawan lund par likhwane ki zidd kar raha tha aur is napaak, gandi aur behad kaamuk khayal ne mere zehan par ek aisa jadu kar diya tha ki mera zameer is tanaav ke aage ghutne tekh chuka tha.

Mera jism is qadar pighal chuka tha ki mujhe chalne me bhi takleef ho rahi thi. Meri 36D ki bhari hui chuchiyan meri laal bra ke andar is tarah tight ho chuki thin ki unka bojh mujhe khud par bhari lag raha tha. Maine apne bikhre hue kaale baalon ko samaita aur ladkhadate kadmo se bathroom ki taraf badhi. Mujhe is waqt thande paani ki sakht zaroorat thi, taaki main is napaak suroor se thoda bahar nikal sakoon.
 
Bathroom ka darwaza andar se band karte hi maine sabse pehle nal ko poora khol diya. Thande paani ko dono haathon me bharkar maine apne surkh chehre aur nangi gardan par mara. Paani ki thandak jab meri garm twacha se takrayi, toh mere muh se ek halke si aah nikli. Magar is thandak se mere andar ki aag bujhne wali kahan thi.
 
Maine aaine me khudko dekha. Meri kaali abaya par paseene ke dhabbe saaf dikh rahe the. Maine kaampte hue haathon se abaya ko apne jism se sarka kar ek hook par taang diya. Ab main sirf apne bheege hue kurte aur salwar me khadi thi. Magar meri chut me jo sarsarahat ho rahi thi, usne mujhe aage badhne par majboor kiya. Maine apni salwar ka naada dheere se khola aur use bhi pairon ke raste neeche gira diya.
 
Ab main sirf apni laal bra aur matching panty me khadi thi. Meri 30 inch ki patli kamar aur 38 inch ki choudi, gathili gaand ka nazaara is aalishaan bathroom ke mehenge shishe me poori tarah nanga chamak raha tha. Maine apne dono haath ki do ungliyon ko apni laal panty ki elastic ke andar dala aur use dheere-dheere neeche ki taraf utaara.
 
Jaise hi panty meri jaangho se hote hue neeche giri, maine use apne haath me uthaya aur us makhsoos jagah ko dekha. Mera kaleja dhakk se reh gaya. Chut wali jagah se meri laal panty poori tarah se geeli ho chuki thi, kapda meri chut ke paani se tarr-ba-tarr ho kar bilkul gehra laal pad gaya tha. "Haaye ***...!" mere muh se ek be-ikhtiyar cheekh nikli aur maine sharm ke maare apni aankhein band kar lin.
 
Maine us geeli panty ko bathroom ki ek steel rod par taang diya, taaki wo thodi sookh sake. Mere paas is waqt koi doosri panty nahi thi, isiliye maine bina panty ke hi apni salwar ko wapas upar kheencha aur uska naada sakhti se baandh liya. Meri jism ke us sabse narm hisse yaani meri chut par ab koi kapda nahi tha, sirf salwar ka dheela kapda jab meri nangi, garm aur geeli chut se chhu raha tha, toh mujhe har kadam par ek naya, makhsoos nasha mehsoos ho raha tha. Maine jaldi se apni kaali abaya pehni aur veil ko sarr par saleeqe se baandh kar bathroom se bahar aa gayi.
 
Main abhi bed par baith kar apne saaman ko theek kar hi rahi thi ki kamre ke darwaze par ek halki si dastak hui. Maine darwaza khola toh samne ek naukrani khadi thi, jo safed uniform me thi. "Suniye madam, bhabhi ji ne bulaya hai," naukrani ne sar jhukate hue kaha. "Neeche hall me ghar ki saari ladies ikthha ho gayi hain. Ab sabko mehendi lagwani hai, isiliye aapko turant neeche bulaya hai.", "Theek hai, tum chalo... main aati hoon," maine apna purse uthate hue kaha, jisme mehendi ke cones rakhe the.
 
Mera jism is waqt ek ajeeb hi siharan se guzar raha tha. Panty na pehen-ne ki wajah se, jab main neeche hall ki taraf jaane ke liye seodhiyo se utarne lagi, toh meri 38 inch ki bhari hui gaand ke har ek jhatke ke sath meri salwar ka kapda meri us geeli aur garam chut ki faank par ragad kha raha tha. Mera har ek kadam mujhe us daldal ki yaad dila raha tha jahan Vivaan ne mujhe abhi thodi der pehle dhakela tha.
 
Neeche hall ka mahaul ab poori tarah se badal chuka tha. Pandey Ji ke khandaan ki saari ameer aur raseokh wali ladies mehegi silk saariyon aur gehnay me ladi hui baithi thin. Har taraf perfume aur mehenge dry fruits aur mithaiyon ki khushboo bikhri hui thi. Farha Baaji pehle se hi baithi pandey ji ki badi bhabhi se baatein kar rahi thin aur unke chehre ki muskaan batati thi ki wo itne saalon me in logon se kitni ghul-mil chuki thin. "Aao, aao Samreen! Sab tumhara hi intezar kar rahe hain," Farha Baaji ne mujhe dekh kar bade laad se pukara. Unka dupatta unke seene par tha, par unki aankhon me wahi shaitani chamak thi jo jaanti thi ki unka shikaar ab unhi ke jaal me phans kar neeche utar aaya hai.
 
Main ek chhote sofe par baith gayi aur ek ameer khatoon ka hath apne haathon me le liya. Maine mehendi ka cone thama aur unke narm hath par bareek design banana shuru kiya. Meri ungliyan bina ruke chal rahi thin, par mera dhyan kahin aur tha. Main soch rahi thi ki ye saari auratein jo yahan baithi hain, jo khud ko itna shareef samajhti hain, kya unhe pata hai ki kal raat ko is ghar me kya hone wala hai? Kya unhe pata hai ki unka laadla Vivaan kal raat ko mere is parda-nasheen jism ko apni hawas ke neeche dabochne wala hai?
 
Mera jism abaya ke andar bina panty ke halchal kar raha tha, aur har ek design jo main bana rahi thi, mujhe us gande design ki yaad dila raha tha jo Vivaan ne apne us mote lund par mere naam ke sath banwane ke liye chuna tha. Saazish poori tarah se mere charo taraf jamm chuki thi, aur main us aalishaan jahannum me apni izzat neelaam karne ke liye dheere-dheere taiyar ho rahi thi.
 
Main poore dhyaan se un ameer auraton ke haathon par mehendi ke bareek aur pecheeda designs utar rahi thi. Mera sar neeche jhuka hua tha, aur mere veil ka parda meri aankhon ko aas-pas ke nazaaron se chhupe hue tha. Magar is shareefo wali mahfil ke peechhe, meri abaya ke andar ki sacchai bilkul alag thi. Panty na hone ki wajah se, jab bhi main thoda sa hilti, toh meri salwar ka thanda aur narm kapda meri geeli chut se seedhe ragad khata tha, jisse mere jism me lagatar ek kaamuk siharan daud rahi thi.

Mera dimaag abhi bhi bathroom me tange meri laal panty aur Vivaan ke un mote lund wali gandi baaton me uljha hua tha. Maine socha tha ki neeche is bheed me aakar main thodi der ke liye us napaak nasha se door ho jaungi. Par mujhe kya pata tha ki wo 20 saal ka badmash mere sath ek aisi gandi aur khaufnaak chaal chalne wala hai, jo meri izzat ko is bhari mahfil me tinke-tinke ki tarah bikher dega.
 
Tabhi achanak, hall ke unche Italian marble ki seedhiyo par ek bhaari aahat hui. Maine bina sar uthaye, sirf nigahein ghumakar upar dekha. Ek bada, sunehri rang ka Labrador kutta jhatke se seedhiyo se neeche utar raha tha. Wo shayad is aalishaan mehal ka paltu kutta tha. Magar jaise hi meri nazar us kutte ke munh par padi, mere pairon tale se zameen bilkul khisak gayi. Haye *** mera poora jism ek jhatke me sunn ho gaya, aur mere haath me pakda hua mehendi ka cone wahi ruk gaya.
 
Us kutte ne apne daanton ke beech ek chhota sa laal rang ka kapda daba rakha tha, aur wo use lekar poore hall me idhar-udhar daudne laga. Mera kaleja halaq me aa gaya kyuki wo laal kapda koi aam kapda nahi tha, balki meri panty thi jise main bathroom me bheege haal me chhod aayi thi. Us panty ka beech wala hissa, jo meri chut ke paani se bilkul tarr aur geela tha, wo us kutte ke muh ke aage latka hua tha aur hawa me lehra raha tha uffffff.
 
Maine darr aur jhatke se upar balcony ki taraf dekha. Wahan reiling se tek lagaye, sleeveless gym t-shirt me khada khud Vivaan neeche dekh raha tha. Uske chehre par ek aisi shaitaan jaisi kaamuk muskaan thi jo saaf keh rahi thi ki ye sab usi ka kiya dhara hai. Wo upar se khada-khada us kutte ko halke-halke haath se ishaare kar raha tha, aur uski nigahein seedhe meri abaya ke nichle hisse par tiki thin, jahan se use pata tha ki main is waqt bilkul nangi aur be-libas hoon aur meri chut nangi hai.
 
"Oye Tommy! Laa, idhar laa... Kya lekar ghum rha hai tu? Ab aisi chiz khule me chhod di jaye to insaan kya, janwar bhi muh maarenge heh…" Vivaan ne upar se khade hokar ek aisi dabi aur bhari aawaz me kaha jo baaki auraton ke hansi-mazaak me sirf mujhe hi saaf gunji. Uske alfaaz itne gande the ki unhe sunkar mere shareer se achanak paseena aane laga. "Dekho, dekho kaise sungh raha hai ye tommy use... Abe meetha paani laga hai na usme? Ya namkeen paani? Bata zara tommy behn ke lund."
 
Haaye ***! Us haramzade ne bathroom se meri geeli panty khud nikaali thi ya us kutte ko wahan bheja tha ye to pata nhi, par ab wo meri laal panty pure hall me ghoom rahi thi. Kutta kabhi Pandey Ji ki badi bhabhi ke saari ke pallu ke paas jata, toh kabhi Farha Baaji ke pairon ke paas, aur wo sabhi auraton ke bich meri panty ki chut wala hissa aage latkaye ghum rha tha. Ye kitna embarassing nazara tha main bata nhi sakti. Mera dimaag poori tarah kaam karna band kar chuka tha. Mujhe aisa lag raha tha ki agar us kutte ne meri panty kisi aurat ke aage gira di, toh mera nikaah, meri izzat, mera parda sab ek pal me raakh ho jayega. Haaye ***.
 
Lekin is bhayanak khauf ke sath-sath, mere jism ke andar ek behad kaamuk halchal shuru ho gayi thi. Ek gair mard meri us geeli panty ko lekar bhari mahfil me gandi baatein bol raha hai, aur apne kutte ke muh me dekar use auraton ke bich nanga ghuma rha hai, aur main bina panty ke uske samne baithi hoon, is khayal ne meri saanso ki raftaar ko itna tez kar diya ki meri 36 ki chuchiyan meri tight bra ke andar lagatar dhasne lagin. Meri chut se ek aur garm ras ki dhaar nikal kar meri salwar ko andar se bhigone lagi.
 
Vivaan upar se mujhe hi ghoor raha tha. Usne apne haath se ek ganda ishara kiya, apne hothon par zabaan pheri aur dabi aawaz me bola, "Samreen Aunty? Pata nhi tommy ke muh me kya laga hai? Par jo bhi laga hai, wo hoga kaafi mazedaar, tabhi to wo use itne maze se lekar ghum rha hai, ufff saale ki lottery lag gyi… huh… kahin wo panty to nhi hai samreen aunty? Haan?… pfffttt…" Uski baatein sunkar main sharm aur us kaamuk nazaare ke maare poori tarah pighal chuki thi. Mere haath is qadar kaamp rahe the ki jis aurat ka haath mere haath me tha, usne chaunk kar meri taraf dekha, "Arre Samreen! Kya hua? Tumhare haath itne kaamp kyun pad rahe hain? Aur itna paseena?"
 
"K-Kuchh nahi bhabhi ji... bas thodi ghabrahat hai," maine kisi tarah apni aawaz ko sambhalte hue kaha, par meri nigahein abhi bhi us kutte tommy par thi jo meri us geeli laal panty ko apne muh me dabaye idhar udhar ghoom raha tha.
 
Farha Baaji ne bhi us kutte ko dekha aur unhone ek gehri muskaan ke saath upar Vivaan ki taraf ishara kiya, jaise wo samajh gayi hon ki unka shararat-pasand maalik kya khel khel raha hai. Main jaanti thi ki ab main is daldal se kabhi bahar nahi nikal sakti thi. Vivaan ne meri izzat ka wo saboot apne haath me le liya tha, aur ab kal raat ko mujhe apna poora bhara hua jism uske mote jawan lund ke aage poori tarah nanga karna hi tha. Mera jism usi napaak suroor aur jism ki bhookh me dooba ja raha tha.
 
Main hall me baithi kaampte haathon se mehendi laga rahi thi, par mera dhyaan poori tarah se bhatak chuka tha. Us kutte ke munh me dabi meri panty aur upar se Vivaan ki wo shaitani muskaan ne mere jism ke andar ek aisi aag sulga di thi jo bujhe nahi bujh rahi thi. Meri 36 ki bhari hui chuchiyan abaya ke andar is tarah tezi se dhadak rahi thin jaise abhi tight bra phad kar bahar nikal aayengi.
 
Farha Baaji ne jab meri ye haalat dekhi, mera sar se paon tak paseene me nahnana aur kaampte hue haath, toh wo mamla samajh gayin. Unhone bade hi makhsoos andaz me muskura kar Pandey Ji ki bhabhi se kaha, "Bhabhi ji, lagta hai Samreen ki tabiyat thodi kharab hai. Subah se safar ki thakan hai, main ise thoda aaram karne ke liye upar bhej deti hoon, baaki mehendi ye thodi der me laga degi.", "Are Haan, haan, bilkul. Samreen tum jaakar upar kamre me aaram kar lo," unhone hamdardi se kaha.
 
Maine bina waqt ganwaye apna saaman sameta aur khadi ho gayi. Panty na pehenne ki wajah se, jab main tezi se seedhiyon ki taraf badhi, toh meri 38 ki choudi aur gathili gaand ke har ek jhatke ke sath meri salwar ka kapda meri us garm aur geeli chut aur gaand ki darar par seedhe ragad kha raha tha. Mera har ek kadam mujhe us kaamuk ehsaas se bhar raha tha jise main chah kar bhi dimaag se nahi nikaal paa rahi thi.

[Authors note: Hi... Kaise ho aap sab? aap logon ko ye story pasand aa rhi hai is baat ki mujhe khushi hai, aur apne suggestions dene ke liye bhi dhanyawaad, jo ki kaafi jaruri hota hai ek author ke liye. To main apni ek nayi story, jo ki completed hai, uske baare me batane aaya hun. 

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Khair, Main jaise hi upar apne guest room me dakhil hui, maine turant darwaza andar se band kar liya aur ek gehri saans li. Maine socha tha ki yahan mujhe sukoon milega, par jaise hi main bed ki taraf badhne lagi, mujhe kamre ke andar bane aalishaan bathroom ke adhkhule darwaze se ajeeb si aawazein sunai din.
 
“Ahhh... Samreen... kya maal hai yaar... kya khushboo hai is raand ki...” Wo ek bhari, mardana aur behad kaamuk aawaz thi. Meri saans wahin atak gayi. Mera dil itni zor se dhadakne laga jaise mere seene se bahar nikal aayega. Maine darr aur ajeeb si utsukta ke sath, dabe paon bathroom ke paas kadam badhaye. Maine apni kaali abaya ko dono haathon se bheencha aur adhkhule darwaze ki faank se andar ka nazaara dekha. Andar ka nazaara dekh kar mere hosh poori tarah ud gaye, aur meri aankhein fati ki fati reh gayin.
 
Andar khud wo zaalim Vivaan khada tha. Aur haaye ***... wo poori tarah se nanga tha! Uske jism par kapde ka ek qatra bhi nahi tha. Main ek shareef aurat hone ke naate kisi gair mard ki tareef nahi karna chahti thi, par us badmash ka shareer sach me kisi patthar se tarasha hua majboot mardana jism tha. Uske choude aur tana hua seena aur uske pet par ubhri hui gathili abs bathroom ki light me chamak rahi thin. Uski jawan mardana garmi aur uske perfume ki khusboo poore bathroom me bikhri hui thi.
 
Magar jo harqat wo kar raha tha, usne mere pure jism me bijli dauda di. Usne meri wahi laal panty, jo tommy neeche lekar gaya tha, use wapas haath me le liya tha. Usne meri panty ko apne naak aur munh par itni zor se daba rakha tha, jaise us geeli panty ke andar chhupi khushboo ke bina uski saansen hi na chal paayein. Wo meri us panty ko sungh raha tha jahan meri chut ka meetha paani laga hua tha.
 
Wo apni aankhein band kiye, meri panty me apna munh chhupaye mere liye aisi gandi-gandi aur behad kaamuk baatein bol raha tha jo maine apni zindagi me kabhi nahi suni thin. “Ahhh... is shareef khaatun ki chut ki khushboo toh kamaal hai behencod... kitna paani chhoda hai is raand ne sirf mere naam se... kal raat ko toh main iski ye gathili 38 ki gaand phad ke rakh dunga iski behn ki fuddi... iski ye bhari hui 36 ki chuchiyan jo iske dheeli abaya me bhi tani rehti hain, unhe to is tarah chusoonga ki ye dard se chilayegi saali... uff meri jaan Samreen... teri is mithi chut ko toh main poora ka poora kha jaunga...”
 
Uske muh se itni gandi, wild aur horny baatein sunkar main darwaze se tek lagaye poori tarah se haanf rahi thi. Mera zameer mujhe wahan se bhagne ko keh raha tha, par mera jism wahan se ek inch bhi hilne ko taiyar nahi tha. 12 saal ki mardana pyaas mere andar is qadar ufaan par thi ki un gandi baaton ne meri sharmgah ke andar ek aisi tanaav paida kar di jise bayaan karna namumkin tha.
 
Tabhi achanak, Vivaan bathroom ke bade aaine ke samne thoda sa ghuma, aur meri nazar seedhe uske dono jaangho ke beech padi. Haaye ***...! Use dekhte hi meri chut ne ek jhatke me itna paani chhoda ki meri salwar andar se poori tarah se paniya gayi. Mera sar chakkar khane laga. Vivaan ka wo khatarnaak lund... wo sach me 9 inch lamba aur behad mota tha! Wo kisi lohe ki tani hui rod ki tarah upar ki taraf rukh kiye khada tha. Wo bilkul chamdi se dhaka hua tha aur nason ka jaal tha uske lund par haaye, uska topa ekdum surkh laal aur bhara hua tha. Uske aage wale hisse precum ki ek-do boondein dheere se tapak kar farsh par gir rahi thin, jo is baat ka saboot thin ki wo badmash mujhe yaad karke kis qadar garam ho chuka tha.
 
Mere shauhar Asif ka wo chhota aur kamzor lulli jo do minute me dher ho jata tha, uske samne Vivaan ka ye 9-inch ka kaala naag kisi sapne jaisa lag raha tha. Meri aankhein us mote aur lambe lund par tik gayin. Mera poora badan andar se kaamp raha tha, aur meri jaanghein aapas me ragad kha rahi thin. Main samajh chuki thi ki jab ye 9 inch ka jawan lund meri is paniyai hui chut ke andar dakhil hoga, toh meri shareefiyat ka ek-ek parda hamesha ke liye tar-tar ho jayega, aur mera jism bhi shayad ab is gunah ke rasile daldal me doobne ke liye poori tarah se betaab ho chuka tha.

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EPISODE 09

Bathroom ke adhkhule darwaze ki faank se aati hui wo garm hiddat mere kaale abaya ke andar chhupi hui twacha ko jhulsane lagi thi. Vivaan ka wo nanga, tarasha hua badan aur uske haathon me dabi meri laal panty, jise wo kisi nashedi ki tarah apne naak se lagaye sungh raha tha, mere dimaag par poori tarah haavi ho chuka tha. Magar sabse bada qayaamat ka manzar toh uske dono jaangho ke beech tana hua wo 9 inch lamba aur mota chamdidaar lund tha. Uske surkh tope se tapakti hui wo boondein mere zameer par kisi jalte hue koyle ki tarah gir rahi thin.

Main abaya ke parde me lipti, darwaze ki choukhat se tek lagaye poori tarah se haanf rahi thi. Meri saansen itni tez aur garm ho chukin thin ki mere sar ka veil mujhe ek bojh lagne laga tha. Vivaan ka wo kaale naag jaisa tana hua lund dekh kar mere andar ki 12 saal ki adhoori pyaas ek khunkhar sherni ki tarah jaag uthi thi. Asif ke us dheele aur nakaam auzar ne mujhe zindagi me kabhi is mod par nahi laya tha jahan sirf ek mard ko nanga dekh kar meri chut is tarah paniya jaye.
 
"Ahhh...***..." mere muh se ek behadd dabi hui, garm siski nikli jise maine apni hi hatheli se dabane ki koshish ki. Maine darr aur us nasha ke maare apne neeche wale hoth ko apne daanton ke beech daba kar zor se kaat liya. Mere hothon par aane wali wo halke dard ki siharan seedhe meri jaangho ke beech nangi sharmgah tak utar gayi. Vivaan andar khada lagatar meri panty ko sungh raha tha aur uske muh se nikalne wale wo nange alfaaz, ki wo meri is 38 inch ki choudi gaand ko phad dega, meri is chut ko poora kha jayega… ufff mere kaano me kisi zamzam ki tarah ghul rahe the.
 
Mera jism is qadar bebas ho chuka tha ki mere dono haath khud-ba-khud meri abaya ke andar dakhil ho gaye. Maine apni kaali abaya aur bheegi hui kameez ke upar se hi apni 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyon ko dono haathon me dabocha aur unhe zor-zor se bheenchna aur dabana shuru kar diya. Meri laal bra ke tight straps meri gori chuchiyon ke nichle hisse ko kaat rahe the, aur us dabao ke beech jab maine apne sakht ho chuke nipples ko ungliyon se masla, toh mere jism me jaise koi jhatka laga. Main wahin darwaze se chipak kar apni chuchiyon ko masalti rahi, aur meri aankhein lagatar uske us chamdidaar lund ke ufaan ko ghoorti rahin.
 
Vivaan ka wo 9 inch ka mota lauda kisi lohe ke khambe ki tarah sidha khada tha, aur har ek jhatke ke sath uska wo surkh topa halka sa hilta, jahan se ras ki ek aur boond farsh par tapak jaati. Wo sach me ek kamil mard tha jiske jism ki banawat kisi jawan janwar jaisi wild thi. Uska wo uncut lund mere dimaag par ek aisa jadu kar raha tha ki main apni shareefiyat ka har ek usool bhool chuki thi.
 
"Haaye ***... kaisa mard hai ye..." maine andar hi andar socha, meri ungliyan abaya ke upar se meri 30 inch ki patli kamar ko masalti hui neeche meri anchhuye ubhaaron par ja rahi thin. Main bahaar khadi lagatar sisak rahi thi. Meri salwar, jo bina panty ke thi, wo meri chut ke paani se samne se bilkul bheege kapde ki tarah chipak gayi thi. Jab bhi main apni chuchiyon ko upar se dabati, meri jaanghein aapas me jor se bheenchtin, aur salwar ka wo garm bhiga hissa meri nangi sharmgah par aur ragad khata. Mera jism Vivaan ke us khatarnaak lund ke samne poori tarah se apna samarpan kar chuka tha, aur ab kal ki raat ka khauf ek aisi bhookh ban gaya tha jo mujhe hamesha ke liye is badmash ki raand banane wala tha.
 
Main apni 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyon ko abaya ke upar se bheenchte hue, uske 9 inch ke chamdidaar lund ke nazaare me is qadar doobi hui thi ki mujhe waqt aur halaat ka koi hosh nahi tha. Meri salwar bina panty ke pehle hi geeli ho chuki thi aur meri jaangho ke beech se behta hua ras meri nangi twacha par ek sarsarahat paida kar raha tha. Tabhi achanak, bathroom ke bade aaine par ek roshni chamki. Vivaan ne apni aankhein kholin aur aaine me darwaze ki faank ka aks saaf jhalak gaya. Meri saas andar ki andar jamm gayi. "Kaun hai wahan? Kaun hai darwaze par!" Vivaan ki wo bhari aur mardana aawaz pure gussalkhane me zor se gunji.
 
Uske chillane ki aawaz sunte hi mere pairon ke neeche se jameen sarak gaya. Main achanak darr ke maare poori tarah kaamp uthi. Maine jhatke se apne haath apni chuchiyon se hataye aur ladkhadate hue kadmon se peechhe hati, jhat se wahan se door bhaagi. Main darr ke maare haanfte hue bed ke paas aakar khadi ho gayi, mera sar se paon tak jism paseene me naha raha tha aur dil is tarah dhadak raha tha jaise abhi heart attack aa jayega.
 
Main abhi bed ki chadar ko jakad kar khud ko sambhalne ki koshish kar hi rahi thi ki gussalkhane ka darwaza ek jhatke me poora khul gaya. Is kamre ke andar ab Vivaan ka kanoon chalne wala tha. Meri peeth darwaze ki taraf thi, par mujhe uske nange pairon ki aahat safed Italian marble par saaf sunai de rahi thi. "Ohhh... toh aap hain, Samreen Aunty..." Vivaan ki garm aur hawas se bhari aawaz mere bilkul peechhe gunji. Uske muh se nikalne wali garm saans meri abaya ke kapde ko cheer kar meri peeth par lagi. "Lagta hai aapne sab kuchh dekh liya... meri ek-ek cheez par aapki nigahein thin… maine sach kahan na samreen aunty?."

Wo ek behad shaitani aur hawas se bhari hansi hasne laga. Uski us mardana hansi me ek aisi mardana kashish thi jo kisi shareef aurat ki *** haya ko ek pal me raakh kar de. "Vivaan... tum... tum peechhe hato..." maine haklate hue aur kaampte hue kaha, par jaise hi main peeth ghumakar uski taraf palti, meri aankhein fati ki fati reh gayin aur mere muh se ek jor ki cheekh nikal gayi. "Haaye ***...!"
 
Maine apne dono haath apne munh par rakh liye, par meri nigahein samne se hat nahi sakin. Vivaan mere bilkul samne, sirf kuchh inch ki doori par poori tarah se nanga khada tha. Uske gathile biceps aur choude seene par paseene ki boondein chamak rahi thin, par sabse bada toofan uske dono jaangho ke beech tha. Uska wo 9 inch lamba aur mota lund kisi lohe ke sariye ki tarah seedha khada tha aur uska laal surkh topa meri patli 30 inch ki kamar ke bilkul samne halke-halke jhatke kha raha tha. Uske aage se kaamras ki ek aur boond tapki, jo seedhe meri kaali abaya par ja giri.
 
Main khauf aur behad garmi ke maare tharr-tharr kaamp uthi. Ek 20 saal ka muscular jawan mard apna wo khatarnaak aur mota lund lekar meri shareefiyat ke parde ko kuchalne ke liye mere ekdum samne khada tha. Meri salwar bina panty ke pehle hi bheeg chuki thi, aur ab uske is nange roop ko itne kareeb se dekh kar meri chut is qadar paniya gayi ki mujhe aisa laga jaise main wahin farsh par gir jaungi. Sharam aur hawas ka ye naya samundar mujhe poori tarah se nigalne ke liye taiyar tha.
 
Main darr aur behad kaamuk nashe ke maare tharr-tharr kaamp rahi thi. Mere samne khada 20 saal ka wo muscular jawan mard, apna poora nanga aur 9 inch lamba chamdidaar lund liye meri haseen auratpan ko nigalne ke liye betaab tha. Maine darr ke maare ek kadam peechhe hatne ki koshish ki, par mere pair bed ke kinare se takraye aur mera tawaazun poori tarah bigad gaya.
 
Main ek jhatke ke sath peeth ke bal us aalishaan king size bed par peechhe ki taraf gir gayi. Jaise hi main bed par giri, meri dheeli-dhali kaali abaya farsh aur bistar par pankhon ki tarah charo taraf phail gayi. Meri 38 inch ki choudi aur gathili gaand jab mulayam gaddhe me dhasar gayi, toh jhatke ki wajah se meri salwar ka kapda meri us bina panty wali nangi aur geeli chut ke andar aur gehrayi se dhans gaya. Salwar ki wo thandi aur garm ragad lagte hi mere jism me ek ajeeb si current daud gayi, aur meri jaanghein khud-ba-khud thodi khul gayin.
 
Vivaan ne jaise hi mujhe is haal me bed par bikhre hue dekha, uski aankhon ki hawas das guna aur badh gayi. Wo ek pal ke liye bhi nahi ruka. Apne us lohe jaise majboot aur nange jism ke sath, wo ek hi jhatke me bed par mere upar aa gaya. Uske choude shane aur gathile biceps mere dono taraf jam gaye, aur uska poora mardana jism ka bojh meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyon par padne laga.
 
Magar qayaamat toh tab hui jab uska wo mota aur garam lund seedha meri nangi salwar aur abaya ke kapde ke upar se meri chut ke thik upar aakar dhans gaya. Kapda bohot patla tha, aur jaise hi uske us 9 inch ke kaale naag ki garm hiddat aur motapan meri sharmgah par daudi, mujhe aisa laga jaise usne mujhe bina kapdo ke hi chod liya ho. "Ahhh... haaye...***... !"
 
Mera jism us garam dabao ko bardaasht nahi kar paya, aur mere muh se ek behadd kaamuk aur dabi hui aah nikal gayi. Meri aankhein darr aur dher saari garmi ke maare khud-ba-khud band ho gayin. Mera sar bed ke sirhane par tik gaya, aur meri 36D chuchiyan abaya ke andar is tarah tezi se upar-neeche hone lagin jaise meri saansen aakhri daur me hon. Mera poora badan paseene se naha chuka tha, aur meri jaangho ke beech se chut ka paani is qadar ris raha tha ki meri salwar ka wo hissa ab bilkul chip-chipa ho gaya tha.
 
Main abhi apni hi saansen sambhalne me lagi thi ki achanak Vivaan ne apna bada aur gathila haath aage badhaya aur unglion ka majboot ghera banakar mere jabde ko kas ke pakad liya. Uske muscular haathon ka dabao itna sakht tha ki mere dono gaal andar ki taraf dhas gaye aur mere hoth gol ho kar khul gaye. "Aunty... aankhein kholo... meri taraf dekho !" Vivaan ne apni bhari, gandi aur behad horny aawaz me mere chehre ke upar phusphusaya.
 
Maine kaampte hue dheere se apni aankhein kholin. Uska chehra mere itna kareeb tha ki uski garm saansen mere gol khule hue hothon ke andar utar rahi thin. Uski aankhon me is waqt ek nangi aur khullam-khulla mardana taqat thi, jo ek aurat ke zameer ko poori tarah kuchal dene ke liye kaafi thi. Usne apne lund ko meri abaya ke upar se meri chut par thoda aur nicha kiya, jisse mera poora jism upar ki taraf uth gaya. Wo meri aankhon me seedhe dekhte hue ek shaitani muskaan ke sath puchhne laga, "Batao Samreen Aunty... kaisa laga mera lund? mera ye 9 inch ka uncut sariya dekh kar tumhari chut ka paani nikal gaya na? Bolo... kaisa laga tumhein?"
 
Haaye ***...! Us waqt mera zameer, meri 12 saal ki tadap, mera nikaah, sab mujhse door khade ro rahe the. Mujhe use gaali deni chahiye thi, mujhe use dhakka dekar hatana chahiye tha, mujhe kehna chahiye hai ki main ek nikaah-shuda paakiza aurat hoon. Magar mere jism ke andar chhupi hui wo kaamuk raand is waqt poori tarah se jeet chuki thi. Vivaan ke us chamdidaar lund ka jadu mere dimaag par is qadar chha gaya tha ki ab nakhre karne ka koi bahaana nahi bacha tha.
 
*** mujhe maaf kare, par mere muh se ek second ki deri ke bina hi uske lund ki tareef nikal gayi. Maine apni saari haya ko ek taraf phenk diya. Maine us ladke ki hawas se bhari aankhon me ek maasoom aur pighli hui bacchi ki tarah dekhte hue, behadd dabi, narm aur hawas se bhari aawaz me keh diya. "Haaye... Vivaan... tumhara... tumhara lund sach me bohot bada aur khatarnaak hai... haaye ***, bohot mota hai... main... main mar jaungi... agar tumne andar dala to…"
 
Mera ye kehna tha ki Vivaan ke chehre par ek azeem kamyabi ki hansi bikhari, aur usne mere jabde par apna dabao thoda aur badha diya, kyunki wo jaanta tha ki ab main kal raat ke liye uski ekdum tayaar raand ban chuki thi.
 
Maine jaise hi us zaalim ki hawas se bhari aankhon me dekh kar uske 9 inch ke khatarnaak aur mote lund ki tareef ki, kamre ke andar ka mahaul bilkul badal gaya. Meri shareefiyat ka aakhri parda bhi ab tinke ki tarah udd chuka tha. Vivaan ne jab dekha ki 32 saal ki ye parda-nasheen aurat ab uske saamne ek pighli hui aurat ki tarah bebas ho chuki hai, toh uske andar ka janwar poori tarah se baahar aa gaya.
 
Mera chehra darr, sharm aur andar ki sulagti hui kaamuk garmi se poori tarah se paseene se lathpath tha. Paseene ki boondein meri gori gardan aur hothon par chamak rahi thin. Vivaan ne mere jabde par se apni pakad ko dheela kiya, par apna bojh mujhse nahi hataya. Usne ek gehri, garm saans li aur apna chehra mere bilkul paas laya. "Ahhh... Samreen aunty... ye tumhara jism nahi, kisi rasile aam ka bageecha hai," Vivaan ne bilkul dabi hui, gandi aawaz me kaha.
 
Aur phir, haaye ***... usne bina kisi jhijhak ke apni garam aur lambi zabaan nikaali aur mere paseene se bheege hue gore chehre ko ekdum tassalli se chatna shuru kar diya. Usne mere daayein gaal par apni zabaan pheri, phir baayein gaal ko nazaqat se chata. Mujhe aisa lag raha tha jaise koi bhookha sher apne shikaar ko pehle zabaan se naram kar raha ho. Uske is tarah chatne se mere jism me ek aisi garm siharan daudi ki meri aankhein phir se band ho gayin.
Magar wo sirf chatega nahi, ye mujhe nahi pata tha. Mere dono bhare hue rasile gaalon ko ek kutte ki tarah chaatne ke baad, usne achanak apne nukile daanton se meri gori twacha ko kas ke kaat liya.
 
"Ahhh... haaye... Vivaan... kaat kyu raha hai haramzada mujhe... !" Mere muh se ek zor ki karah nikli aur galti se gaali bhi nikal gyi. Uske daanton ka wo gehra dabao mere gaal par ek surkh nishaan chhod gaya. Par is dard me ek aisa ajeeb nasha tha jisse meri gaand bed ke mulayam gaddhe me aur tezi se thirakne lagi. Meri jaanghein bina panty ke aapas me zor-zor se bheench jaati, aur meri salwar ka bheege kapda meri nangi sharmgah ko lagatar ragad raha tha.
 
Vivaan mere gaalon se hatha aur uski nigahein mere un gol khule hue rasile hothon par tik gayin jahan se lagatar meri garm saansen nikal rahi thin. Usne ek jhatke me apna munh mere hothon par rakh diya aur itni shiddat aur hawas se mere hothon ko choosna shuru kiya ki kya bataun main…. Ufff meri saas wahin ruk gayi.
 
Usne mere upar wale hoth ko apne daanton me dabaya, phir neeche wale hoth ko is tarah se nichoda jaise wo meri zindagi ka poora ras nikaal lena chahta ho. Main Asif ke sath 12 saal ke is rishte me rahi, par aisa napaak aur wild kiss maine kabhi khwaab me bhi nahi socha tha. Uske munh ka thook aur uski mardana garmi mere gale se neeche utar rahi thi.
 
Uske is tarah shiddat se choosne ka asar seedhe mere jism ke upar ke hisse par hua. Meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan abaya ke andar ekdum tight ho gayin, aur dono nipples bilkul pashthani hokar khade ho gaye, jo meri bra ke lace ko cheer kar baahar aane ko betaab the.
 
Vivaan ka wo 9 inch lamba aur mota lund abaya aur salwar ke upar se meri chut par lagatar apna bhaari dabao bana raha tha. Uske hothon ka choosna, uski zabaan ka nasha, aur uske lund ka wo garam ghera, ye sab milkar mere jism par ek aisa qayaamat ka jadu kar gaye ki main apna aapa poori tarah kho baithi.
 
Mujhe zindagi me pehli baar itna tez aur bhayanak orgasm aaya. Mera poora badan bed par jhatke khane laga. Meri aankhein poori tarah se pichhe ghum gayin, aur mere jism ke nichle hisse se, yani meri us nangi aur geeli chut se ras ki aisi nadiya beh nikli ki meri salwar ka samne wala poora hissa ek jhatke me garm paani se tar-ba-tar ho gaya. "Ahhh... ahhh... Vivaan... haaye ***... main gayi..." maine uske munh ke andar hi dabi aawaz me cheekha, aur mera jism bejaan hokar bed par phail gaya, jabki wo shaitan abhi bhi mere hothon ka ras nichod raha tha.
 
Mera poora wajood is waqt bed ke naram gadde me is tarah bikhra hua tha jaise koi toofan sab kuchh tabaah karke nikal gaya ho. Mujhe abhi-abhi jo bhayanak orgasm aaya tha, uski wajah se meri jaanghein lagatar kaamp rahi thin. Meri salwar, jo bina panty ke thi, wo meri chut se nikalne wali paani ki nadiyon ki wajah se bilkul chip-chipi hokar chut se chipak gayi thi.
 
Mera dimaag poori tarah sunn ho chuka tha. 12 saal ke rishte me Asif ne mujhe kabhi is mod par nahi laya tha jahan jism ka har ek nasha is tarah toot kar baahar bahe. Ye jo kuchh bhi ye 20 saal ka zaalim Vivaan mere sath kar raha tha, ye meri zindagi ka pehla aur sabse wild experience tha.
 
Meri kaali abaya bed par charo taraf phaili hui thi, aur jhatko ki wajah se jo veil maine apne sar par itne saleeqe se baandha tha, uski pins khul chukin thin aur wo dheere-dheere mere sar se sarak kar dheeli ho rahi thi. Mere kaale, ghane baal ab bed par bikharne lage the, par mere andar itni taqat nahi bachi thi ki main apna parda sambhal sakoon. Main poori tarah se is zaalim mard ke neeche daboch li gayi thi.
 
Pata nahi us pal mujhe kya hua, mere andar ki shareef aurat ne dam tod diya ya meri 12 saal ki mardana pyaas ne mere dimaag par poori tarah qabza kar liya. Vivaan jab mere hothon ko behad shiddat se nichod raha tha, toh maine bina soche-samajhe apne hoth aur khole aur apni garm, ras-bhari zubaan us badmaash ke munh ke andar daal di.
 
Mera itna karna tha ki Vivaan ke andar ka jaanwar jaise bilkul paagal ho gaya. Usne ek bhari mardana aah bhari aur meri zubaan ko apne daanton aur hothon ke beech jakad kar bilkul paaglon ki tarah choosne laga. Uska ye wild andaz mere pure jism ko pighlane ke liye kafi tha.
 
"Gmmm... ummmm... ahhh..." Uske munh ke andar meri zubaan phansi hui thi, isiliye mere muh se aisi maadak, dabi hui aur behadd horny aawazein nikal rahi thin jise sunkar kamre ka mahaul aur bhi zyada garam ho gaya. Maine apne dono haathon se Vivaan ke choude aur muscular shanon ko kas ke pakad liya, aur meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan uske tane hue seene se lagatar ragad kha rahi thin. Meri bra ke andar band mere nipples is waqt meri chuchi se chipke do chhote chhote lund ki tarah tight ho chuke the.
 
Vivaan ne kaafi der tak mere munh ka poora ras choosne ke baad dheere se apne hoth mere hothon se alag kiye. Hum dono ke thook ka ek lamba dhaga humare hothon ke beech bikhra hua tha. Meri saansein itni tezi se chal rahi thin ki mera poora seena upar-neeche dhas raha tha.
 
Vivaan ne apna ek haath neeche badhaya aur abaya ke upar se hi meri us geeli aur garam chut par apna bhari hath rakh kar use zor se dabocha. Usne meri aankhon me seedhe dekha, uski aankhon me is waqt ek napaak aur khunkhar hawas chamak rahi thi. Usne mere kaan ke paas apna munh laya aur ek aisi gandi aur khaufnaak baat boli jise sunte hi mera kaleja kaamp utha.
 

"Samreen Aunty... Ek raat ka kitna leti ho?."

 
"Haaye ***... !" mera kalega muh me aa gya. Us haramzade ke muh se itni ghatiya baat, jo shayad maine apne khwab me bhi nhi socha tha ki mujhe sunna padega, sunkar mera pure jism ka khoon khol utha, par saath hi mere jism ne ek aisa kaamuk jhatka khaya jisse main rok nahi payi. Uske muh se kisi raand ki tarah mera ek raat ka rate puchhne ki baat sunte hi, meri chut ne ek baar phir se paani ki ek aisi tez dhaar chhodi ki meri salwar ka bacha-khucha hissa bhi ab garm paani se poori tarah bheeg gaya. Uski ye baat itni jyada zaleel karne waali thi ki mujhe orgasm aa gya. Main khauf aur hawas ke ek aise chakravyuh me phans chuki thi jahan se ab baahar nikalne ka koi raasta nahi bacha tha.
 
Vivaan mere upar kisi pahaad ki tarah musallat tha. Uska wo 9 inch lamba aur mota chamdidaar lund meri abaya aur salwar ke patle kapde ko cheerte hue meri sharmgah par apna poora mardana bojh daal raha tha. Uski aankhon me is waqt ek aisi nangi hawas thi jo mujhe andar tak jhanjhana rahi thi. Wo ektak meri aankhon me jhaank raha tha, aur uske hothon par wahi shaitani muskaan thi jo batati thi ki wo mujhe poori tarah apna ghulaam bana chuka hai.
 
Mera poora badan paseene me lathpath tha aur meri bheege hui salwar meri jaangho ke beech is tarah chipki thi ki mera har ek jhatka meri geeli chut ka saboot de raha tha. Maine darr aur sharm ke maare apni nam aankhon ki palke baar-baar jhapkayin. Ek shareef, parda-nasheen khayalaat wali aurat hone ke naate, uski is ghatiya baatein ki main ek raat ka kitna leti hun? mere andar ek aakhri baar thoda sa gussa aur gairat jaga di.
 
Maine apni kaampti aawaz ko thoda sakht karne ki koshish ki. Apne narm haathon se uske choude, patthar jaise majboot seene ko halka sa dhakelne ka natak karte hue maine thode gusse me kaha, "hato Vivaan... hato yahan se! Tumhari himmat kaise hui aisi gandi aur napaak baatein karne ki? Main ek nikaah-shuda aurat hoon, tumhare ghar me bas mehendi lagane aayi hoon. Mujhe... mujhe is tarah badnaam mat karo. Chhodo mujhe aur bahar niklo yahan se!"

Magar meri is daant ka us 20 saal ke jawan ladke par koi asar nahi hua. Usne meri is gusse bhari baat ko poori tarah se ignore kar diya, jaise maine kuchh kaha hi na ho. Usne apne lund ka dabao meri chut par thoda aur badha diya aur mere chehre ke upar jhuk kar apni bhari, kaamuk aawaz me bola, "Aunty, ye gussa chhodo aur pehle ye batao... kya aaj tak aapke in rasile hothon ko is tarah se kisi ne choosa tha? Kya zindagi me kabhi aisi mardana chuski ka maza mila tha aapne?"
 
Uski is behaya sawaal ne mujhe andar tak hila diya. Maine phir se apna sar bed par idhar-udhar ghumate hue use daantne ki koshish ki, "Tum... tumhe zara bhi sharma nhi aati Vivaan? tumhari aisi baat karne ki... ". Mera alfaaz abhi poora bhi nahi hua tha ki achanak Vivaan ke chehre par se wo naram muskaan gayab ho gayi aur uski jagah ek wild, khunkhar jaanwar ne le li. Usne bina koi waqt ganwaye apna bada aur gathila haath aage badhaya aur meri gori, narm gardan ko apne panje ke beech kas ke pakad liya. Usne meri gardan ko is qadar dabaya ki mera dum ghutne laga. "Ahhh... ughhh... !"
 
Usne mujhe bed par halka sa choke karna shuru kar diya. Mera saas lena mushkil ho gaya, aur darr ke maare meri aankhein poori tarah khul gayin. Is dabaon ki wajah se mere seene ki 36D chuchiyan hawa ke liye tarasne lagin aur tezi se upar-neeche phoolne lagin. Magar haaye ***, is dum ghutne ke darr me bhi ek aisa bhayanak sexual orgasm chhipa tha ki jaise hi usne meri gardan dabayi, mera jism khud-ba-khud neeche se upar ki taraf utha aur uske us mote lund par ragad kha gaya.
 
"Batao na Samreen Aunty... kya kisi ne aisa maza diya tha?" usne apni pakad ko barkarar rakhte hue poocha. Maine apni jaan bachane aur uske is bhayanak mardana dabao ke aage poori tarah haar maante hue, jaldi-jaldi apni gardan na me hila di. Yani maine maan liya ki aaj tak kisi mard ne mere sath aisi wild harqat nahi ki thi.
 
Mera na me sar hilana dekh kar Vivaan ke andar ka mardana guroor aasman par pahunch gaya. Usne meri gardan par se apni pakad ko thoda dheela kiya, par uske haath ka ghera abhi bhi meri saas ko kaabu me rakhe hue tha. Wo kisi paaglon ki tarah jor-jor se hasne laga. Uski wo gandi, buland hansi pure room me gunj rahi thi.
 
Wo mere upar nanga, apne us 9 inch ke mote lund ko meri chut par lagatar ragadte hue, behad behaya andaz me ek Bhojpuri gaana gungunane laga. "Are Pandey ji ka beta hoon... chumma chipak ke leta hoon... !" Uske muh se ye gaana sunkar meri main aur dar gyi. Wo sach me Pandey Ji ka wahi bigda hua beta tha jo is pure ilaake par raaj karta tha, aur aaj wo meri is 32 saal ki shareef jism ko apna khilona bana chuka tha. Uski is behaya gaane aur uske lund ke har ek jhatke ne meri kamzor sharmgah ke andar phir se wahi mithas ghol di, aur main bebas hokar uske neeche sisakti rahi.
 
Vivaan mere jism par poora bojh daale us behaya gaane ko gunguna raha tha, aur uska wo 9 inch ka chamdidaar lund meri abaya ke patle kapde ke upar se meri sharmgah par lagatar dab raha tha. Mera poora badan paseene aur sharm ki hiddat se sulag raha hai. Magar tabhi, uske dono jaangho ke beech hilti hui us lohe jaisi sakht rod par ek alag tarah ki chip-chipi garm hiddat ka ehsaas hua.
 
Meri us bina panty wali nangi chut se jo kaamras ki nadiyaan bahi thin, unhone na sirf meri salwar ko aage se poori tarah bhigo diya tha, balki uske upar maujood kaali abaya ka wo hissa bhi ab bilkul tarr aur geela ho chuka tha. Vivaan ke lund ka surkh laal topa us bheege hue kapde par lagatar ghisne ki wajah se ab poori tarah se bheeg chuka tha.
 
Vivaan ne achanak gaana gaana band kar diya. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb sa tanaav aaya, aur usne bade jhatke ke sath apni kamre ko peechhe khincha. Usne apne dono haathon se bed ki chadar par tek lagayi aur upar uthte hue apne us khade ho chuke 9 inch ke kaale naag ki taraf dekha. Uska wo mota auzar meri chut se nikle us mithe paani se halka bheeg gaya tha, aur uske surkh tope par kaamras ke sath-sath mera chhoda hua paani chamak raha tha.
 
Wo poori tarah se chaunk gaya. Uski aankhein fati ki fati reh gayin, aur wo bed par mere phailay hue jism ko is tarah dekhne laga jaise usne koi azeem khazana dekh liya ho. Uski shaitani muskaan ab das guna aur zyada hawas bhari aur badtameez ho gayi thi. Usne apne haath se apne us raseele lund ko halka sa jhatka diya aur meri taraf jhukte hue behad gande andaz me bola.
 
"Are Baap re baap...! Samreen aunty main toh aapko sach me… koi paakiza aur behadd izzatdar khaatun samajh raha tha, jiske is parda-nasheen roop ke saath khelne me mujhe maza aa raha tha... par tu toh ek number ki saali raand nikli... !"
 
Uske muh se saali raand sunte hi mere pure jism me ek jhatka laga. Maine apni nam aankhon se use dekha, par us ladke ke andar ka jaanwar ab meri izzat ko tinke-tinke ki tarah bikherne par utaru tha. Wo mere dono jaangho ke beech us bheege hue kapde ko apni ungli se chhoote hue lagatar zaleel karne wali gaaliyan bakne laga.
 
"Saali... teri is chut ne kitna paani chhoda hai be? Teri ammi ki chut maarun behn ki laudi...! Maine toh abhi apna ye 9 inch ka lauda tere andar dala bhi nahi hai, abhi toh maine tujhe apna ye asli swaad chakhaya bhi nahi hai, tab tera ye haal hai! Teri behn ki fuddi faadun raand... tu toh andar se itni garam hai ki sirf mere naam se hi teri chut se nadiyan beh niklin... !"
 
Wo lagatar mere chehre ke samne apne us mote aur lambe lund ko hila raha tha, aur uski zubaan se nikalne wali ek-ek gaali meri *** haya, meri parvarish aur meri sharafat par kisi tezaab ki tarah pad rahi thi. Usne meri ammi tak ko apni un ghatiya gaaliyon me ghasit liya tha.
 
Haaye ***...! Main ek shareef parivaar ki aurat, jo hamesha parde me rahi, jiske nikaah ko 12 saal ho gaye par ek baar bhi gair mard ko dekha tak nhi, aur aaj ek 20 saal ke ladke ke neeche uske bed par bikhri hui thi. Us shaitan ke muh se itni saari mujhe zaleel karne wali gandi baatein aur gaaliyan sunkar mera jism bilkul jam gaya. Meri bolne ki taqat poori tarah khatm ho chuki thi.
 
Meri aankhon se aansoon ki ek behad garm dhaar behne lagi, jo mere gaalon se hoti hui mere kaano ke paas bed ki chadar ko bhigone lagi. Mera dil andar se lagatar ro raha tha. Mujhe aisa laga jaise main wahin, usi pal hamesha ke liye khatm ho gayi hoon. Meri izzat, mera parda, mera guroor, sab kuchh Vivaan ke us 9 inch ke chamdidaar lund aur uski napaak zubaan ke aage ghutne tekh chuka hai. Main ab is daldal me is qadar dhas chuki thi jahan se mujhe ab apni bachi-khuchi zindagi sirf is zaalim ki raand bankar hi guzarne ka rasta nazar aa raha tha.

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EPISODE 10

Vivaan ke muh se nikalne wali ek-ek gandi gaali aur un zaleel karne wali baaton ne mere andar bache hue guroor ko poori tarah raakh kar diya tha. Main bed par apni bikhri hui kaali abaya aur bina panty wali geeli salwar me bejaan leti hui thi. Magar us shaitan ke dimaag me reham naam ki koi cheez nahi thi. Mere bebas hone se uske andar ki hawas aur mardana guroor das guna aur zyada badh gaya tha.

Usne ek zor ki shaitani hansi hasi, jo pure room ke sannate ko cheerti hui gunji. Usne mere chehre par se apna haath hataya aur bed par thoda peechhe hat kar apne ghutno ke bal baith gaya. Uski muscular aur tanni hui jaangho ke beech uska wo 9 inch lamba aur mota chamdidaar lund abhi bhi ek lohe ke sariye ki tarah upar ki taraf rukh kiye halke-halke jhatke kha raha tha, aur uske tope par lagakar meri chut ka paani chamak raha tha.
 
"Chalo, bohot ho gya Samreen Aunty," Vivaan ne apni bhari, sakht aur behad horny aawaz me mujhe hukm dete hue kaha. Usne apne haath se apne us mote lund ko pakad kar halka sa jhatka diya, jisse uske aage se kaamras ki ek aur boond tapak kar bedsheet par giri. "Ab aapki ye chut jo mere naam se itni nadiyaan baha rahi hai, pehle iska ilaaj karo. Aur chuso mera ye lauda...! jar dekho iska kya haal kar diya hai aapne, ye aapka ras chakhne ke liye kab se tadap raha hai Samreen aunty. Chalo, jaldi se ise apne munh me lo!"
 
Uske muh se lund chusne ki baat sunte hi mere pure jism me ek aisi khaufnaak siharan daudi ki main sarr se paon tak tharr-tharr kaampne lagi. Mere dimaag me ek pal me hazaron bhayanak khayal ghoom gaye. "Haaye ***... kya ab main ek paakiza aurat hokar, kisi gair *** ke 20 saal ke jawan ladke ka aisa nanga auzar apne munh me lungi? Wo bhi aisa lund jo chamdi se dhaka hua hai, jahan pata nahi kitni gandagi aur mardana hiddat chhupi hogi! Maine zindagi me kabhi Asif ke us chhote se auzar ko bhi kabhi munh lagana toh door, dhang se dekha tak nahi tha, aur aaj ye zaalim mujhe is napaak kaam ke liye majboor kar raha hai!"
 
Main is khayalon se hi poori tarah darr gayi. Mujhe aisa laga ki agar maine iske is mote lund ko apne munh me le liya, toh *** aur duniya dono me mera muh dikhane ke laayak nahi bachega. Mera zameer is gandi farmaish ke aage ek aakhri baar bagawat karne ke liye khada ho gaya.
 
Maine apni nam aankhon se, jahan se lagatar aansoon beh rahe the, seedhe Vivaan ke us hawas se bhare jawan chehre me dekha. Mera poora badan kaamp raha rakhna tha, aur maine sharm aur darr ke maare apne nichle hoth ko apne daanton ke beech is tarah daba liya ki wo bilkul surkh laal ho gaya. Maine bohot hi dheere se, ladkhadate hue apne sarr ko na me hilaya.
 
Maine apne dono haath jode hue, behad kamzor, narm aur rone wali aawaz me usse iltija ki. "Dekho Vivaan... please... main tumse hath jodti hoon, mere sath aisa mat karo. Main ek nikaah-shuda paakiza aurat hoon... Asif ki izzat hoon. Tum... tum please mere sath ye sab gandi harqatein mat karo. Maine kya bigada hai tumhara? Main toh yahan sirf mehendi lagane aayi thi... mujhe jaane do, Vivaan... please mujhe chhod do..."
 
Meri aawaz me ek aisi dabi hui kaamuk tadap aur bebasi thi jo kisi bhi mard ko aur zyada uksane ke liye kaafi thi. Main bhale hi munh se mana kar rahi thi, par bina panty ke bheege hui meri salwar is waqt bed par saaf bata rahi thi ki mera jism is badmaash ke us 9 inch ke toofan ke samne pehle hi ghutne tekh chuka hai. Main ab bas uske reham-o-karam par baithi thi, jabki wo shaitan mere is inkaar par ek naya khel khelne ki taiyar kar raha tha.
 
Main abhi apni nam aankhon me dher saare aansoon bhare, haath jodkar us shaitan ke samne gidgida rahi thi. Meri aawaz me ek shareef aur paakiza aurat ki bebasi poori tarah bikhri hui thi. Main use mardana sharafat ka vaasta de rahi thi, apne nikaah aur paakiza rishte ki qasam de rahi thi, taaki wo kisi tarah apne is nange roop ko mere samne se hata le aur mujhe is aalishaan jahannum se baahar jaane de. Magar munh se nikalte un narm alfaazon ke peechhe, mere jism ki haqeeqat kuchh aur hi dastaan likh rahi thi.
 
Gidgidaate hue aur sar ko na me hilate hue, achanak meri nigahein seedhe Vivaan ke dono jaangho ke beech chali gayin. Uff, haaye ***...! Wo manzar dekh kar mere jism ka bacha-khucha kanoon ek jhatke me toot gaya. Mere samne us zaalim ka 9 inch lamba aur mota lund is qadar ufaan maar raha tha jaise koi gathila, zinda saanp ho. Maine apni poori 32 saal ki zindagi me kabhi itne qareeb se kisi mard ka aisa chamchamata aur tana hua auzar nahi dekha tha. Asif ka wo chhota aur bejaan sa auzar is asli Lund ke samne tinke jaisa bhi nahi tha.
 
Jaise hi meri nazar uske us mote sariye par tiki, meri aankhein ektak wahin ruk gayin. Main chah kar bhi apni nigahein us nange nazaare se hata nahi paa rahi thi. Uske lund ki motai shayad meri kalaai jitni thi, aur us par ubhri hui neeli nasein is baat ka saboot thin ki usme jawan khoon kis qadar tezi se daud raha hai. Uska surkh chamdidaar lund halke-halke jhatke kha raha tha, aur usme se tapakti hui kaamras ki boond ne bed ki chadar par ek geela daag bana diya tha.
 
Us nazaare ko dekhte hi mere andar achanak ek aisi khaufnaak kaamuk garmi daudi ki mera sar chakkar khane laga. Mera poora badan, jo abaya ke andar bina panty ke tha, wo aag ki tarah tapne laga. Meri bheegi hui salwar meri sharmgah ke andar aur gehrayi se dhans gayi, aur meri jaangho ke beech ek baar phir se paani tezi se risne laga.
 
Maine jo kaabu ab tak itni mushkil se barkarar rakha tha, jo *** haya mujhe is gunah se rok rahi thi, wo is 9 inch ke lund ke samne ek pal me pighal gayi. Mere dimaag me pata nahi kaise khud-ba-khud behad gande aur horny khayal aane shuru ho gaye.
 
Main ektak us mote auzar ko ghoorti hui andar hi andar sochne lagi. "Haaye ***... kya ek mard ka lund sach me aisa hi hota hai? Kya ye sach me itna lamba, itna mota aur itna majboot hota hai? Maine toh aaj tak sirf ek adhoora nikaah bhugta hai, jahan mardana taqat ka nasha kya hota hai, mujhe kabhi pata hi nahi chala. Agar... agar main ek baar is ladke ke is raseele lund ko apne munh me lekar chus lungi, toh kya hi ho jayega? Kaun sa yahan koi dekh raha hai? Kisi ko kuchh pata nahi chalega... ye raaz isi kamre ke band darwaze ke peechhe hamesha ke liye dafan ho jayega. Haaye main kya karun... mera jism toh iske is mote sariye ko chakhne ke liye andar se tadap raha hai!"
 
Mera dimaag ab poori tarah se ek raand ki tarah sochne laga tha. Ek taraf gunah ka khauf tha, toh doosri taraf 12 saal ki adhoori jism ki bhookh, jo is waqt Vivaan ke is 9 inch ke chamdidaar lund ko dekh kar apni aakhri hadd par pahunch chuki thi.
 
Main bed par bikhri hui padi rahi, meri kaali abaya charo taraf phaili thi, aur maine darr, sharm aur behad hawasi nashe ke maare apne ek haath se apne munh ko poori tarah se dhak liya tha, taaki mere muh se nikalne wali siskiyan baahar na ja sakein. Apne haath ke peechhe, maine apne surkh laal neeche wale hoth ko apne teekhe daanton se itni zor se kaat liya ki mujhe apna hi garm swaad mehsoos hone laga.
 
Meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan abaya ke andar lagatar tezi se upar-neeche dhas rahi thin, aur mere dono nipples lohe ki tarah tight hokar khade ho chuke the. Vivaan bed par baitha meri is badalti hui haalat ko bohot acche se dekh raha tha. Use saaf samajh aa raha tha ki meri zubaan bhale hi 'please mujhe chhod do' keh rahi thi, par meri ye nasheeli nigahein uske is mote lund par aakar jam chukin thin aur main andar se poori tarah uske is napaak khel me shamil hone ke liye taiyar ho chuki thi.
 
Mera poora dhyaan is waqt Vivaan ke us ufaan maarte hue 9 inch lambe aur mote chamdidaar lund par tik chuka tha. Main apne ek haath se apna munh dhake, apne surkh laal hothon ko daanton se kaat rahi thi aur mere dimaag me chal rahe un gande, horny khayalon ne meri shareefiyat par poori tarah qabza kar liya tha. Main is qadar us nange auzar ko ghoorne me dhoobi hui thi ki mujhe aas-pas ke halaat ka koi hosh hi nahi raha.
 
Vivaan meri is badalti hui haalat aur meri jami hui nigahon ko bohot acche se taad raha tha. Usne dekha ki 32 saal ki ye gadrayi hui parda-nasheen aurat ab poori tarah se uske jadu me phans chuki hai. Usne ek pal ki bhi deri nahi ki aur achanak ek jhatke me apne dono haath aage badhaye aur meri kaali abaya ke shanon ko pakad kar mujhe bohot hi wild andaz me apni taraf aage kheencha. Main abhi kuchh samajh paati ya peechhe hat-ti, usne apni kamar ko aage kiya aur apne us garam aur mote lund ka surkh topa seedha mere gol khule hue munh ke andar thus diya. "Ughhh... ! Mmm... !"
 
Achanak uske us 9 inch ke khatarnaak auzar ka garam aur bhari topa jab mere halaq ke paas tak dhas gaya, toh meri saansein ek jhatke me andar ki andar dhans gayin. Meri aankhein khauf aur jhatke ke maare poori tarah se badi ho gayin. Uske chamdi se dhale hue lund ka wo garm swaad, mardana paseena aur kaamras ka zayqa mere narm munh me ek hi pal me phail gaya. Mera dam ghutne laga, aur mere jism ne ek bhayanak bagawat ki.
 
Maine poori taqat lagakar apne sar ko jhatka diya aur apna munh zor se peechhe hataya. Main bed par peechhe girti hui haanfne lagi, mera poora chehra sharm, gusse aur dam ghutne ki wajah se surkh laal ho chuka tha. Mere hothon ke kinare par uske lund ka paani laga hua tha jise maine apne haath se ponchha.
 
Mera zameer, jo ab tak uske lund ko dekh kar pighal raha tha, wo is achanak hue hamle se poori tarah se baaghi ho gaya. Ek shareef nikaah-shuda aurat ke upar is tarah ka waar mujhe andar tak jhanjhana gaya. Maine apni nam par gusse se laal aankhon se seedhe Vivaan ki ore dekha aur poori taqat se chillate hue bola. "Tum haiwan ho kya... ! Tumhe kisi aurat ki izzat ka zara bhi khayal nahi hai? Itne bade ghar ke bete ho, itna paisa hai is mehal jaise ghar me... lekin tumhe kisi shareef aurat ke sath bartaao karne ki tameez nahi sikhayi kisi ne? Tumhari himmat kaise hui mere munh me apna ye ganda ang ghusane ki!"
 
Maine ye sab poore gusse me, bina darr ke ek hi saas me bol diya tha. Meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan gusse aur tezi se chal rahi saanso ki wajah se abaya ke andar kisi toofan ki tarah upar-neeche hilti hui thar-tharra rahi thin. Magar jaise hi mere munh se wo aakhri lafz nikla, pure kamre me ek bhayanak khamoshi chha gayi. Aur usi pal mujhe achanak ye ehsaas hua ki maine kya bol diya hai. Main kis ameer, khunhar aur bigde hue bete ke samne padi hoon, aur main abhi darr paane ki koshish kar hi rahi thi ki achanak qayaamat toot padi.
 
Vivaan ke chehre par se wo hawas wali muskaan ek jhatke me gayab ho gayi. Usne bina ek lafz bole apna bada, bhaari aur gathila haath poori taqat se ghumaya aur….
 

CHATAAK... !

 
Pure kamre me us zordar thappad ki aawaz gunji. Us mardana aur sakht panje ka thappad jaise hi mere daayein narm gaal par pada, mera chehra poori tarah se doosri taraf ghum gaya. Thappad itna jordaar tha ki mere muh se ek dardnak cheekh nikli, aur main bed par ek taraf gir gayi. Uski us taqat ka jhatka mere sar se hote hue mere pure jism me gaya, jisse meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan aur meri 38 inch ki choudi gaand bed ke gadde par ek dum se thar-tharra gayin.
 
Mera gaal ek hi pal me aag ki tarah tapne laga aur meri aankhon ke samne andhera chha gya. Us zaalim ne mujhe bata diya tha ki is kamre me meri shareefiyat ki koi auqat nahi thi. Us jordaar mardana thappad ki gunj abhi bhi mere kaano me seeti ki tarah baj rahi thi. Meri gori twacha par Vivaan ke bhaari panje ka dabao is qadar sakht tha ki mera daaya gaal ek hi pal me aag ki tarah surkh laal ho kar tapne laga tha. Main bed ke mulayam gadde par ek taraf bikhri hui leti thi, meri kaali abaya farsh aur bistar par pankhon ki tarah charo taraf phaili hui thi. Us thappad ke jhatke ne meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan aur meri 38 inch ki choudi gaand ko andar tak hila kar rakh diya tha, aur mera poora jism ek anjaane khauf aur ajeeb si kaamuk siharan se thar-tharra raha tha. "Ahhh... haaye... ***... !"
 
Main apne narm haath se apne tapte hue gaal ko chhoo kar dard se lagatar karah rahi thi. Meri aankhon se garm aansoon ki ek dhaar beh nikli thi, jo mere laal chehre ko bhigoti hui meri nangi gardan tak utar rahi thi. Maine zindagi me kabhi kisi mard se aisi maar nahi khaai thi. Asif ne kabhi mujh par haath uthana toh door, unche aawaz me baat tak nahi ki thi, par is 20 saal ke muscular jawan mard ne ek hi jhatke me mujhe meri auqat dikha di thi.
 
Main abhi dard se kaamp hi rahi thi ki achanak Vivaan ne bina koi reham dikhaye mujhe apni taraf wapas upar uthaya. Uske gathile biceps aur choude shane mere bilkul samne tarr-ba-tarr nange chamak rahe the. Usne apne bade aur majboot haathon se mere dono bhare hue gaalon ko is tarah se pakda ki main chah kar bhi apna sar hila nahi sakti thi. Wo bed par aage ki taraf jhuka, aur uska nanga, garam jism mere itna qareeb aa gaya ki uske seene ke muscular abs meri chuchiyon se halke se chhu gaye.
 
Uske dono jaangho ke beech uska wo 9 inch lamba aur mota chamdidaar lund abhi bhi ek lohe ke sariye ki tarah khada tha, aur uski garm hiddat meri bina panty wali geeli salwar ko cheer kar meri sharmgah ko mehsoos ho rahi thi.
 
Vivaan ne mere us thappad se laal ho chuke chehre ko ektak ghoora. Meri aankhon se tapakte hue un garm aansoon ko dekh kar uske chehre par phir se ek dabi hui, shaitani muskaan laut aayi. Usne apna munh mere kaan ke paas laya aur bohot hi dheere, gandi aur bhari mardana aawaz me phusphusaya. "Aapko aisi baatein nahi bolni chahiye thin, Samreen Aunty... aapki in baaton se mujhe sach me bohot bura laga. Aur mujhe gussa itna aaya tha ki aapki ammi, behen aur aapke pure khandaan ki saari auraton ki abhi ke abhi gaand maar deta... un sabko yahan nanga kar ke randiyon ke jaisa nachwa deta!"
 
Uske muh se apni ammi aur behen ke liye itni ghatiya gaali aur khaufnaak baat sunkar mera kaleja kaamp utha, par usne apni pakad dheeli nahi ki. Usne mere hothon par apni garm saans chhodte hue aage kaha. "Lekin kya karun... aapke is haseen chehre aur is raseeli 32 saal ki jawani ne mujhe rok liya, Aunty. Is bhare hue jism ka nasha hi aisa hai ki main sab bhool gaya. Toh aage se jo bhi bolna, bohot soch-samajh ke bolna, theek hai?"
 
Usne jaise hi apni baat poori ki, mere andar ka darr ek nayi kaamuk Tadap me badal gaya. Maine socha tha ki wo mujhe phir se maarega, par us badmaash ne achanak ek aisi harqat ki jisse meri bachi-khuchi sharafat ka poora janaza nikal gaya. Vivaan ne mere gaalon par se apna dabao halka kiya, par apna chehra peechhe nahi hataya. Usne apni lambi aur garam zabaan baahar nikali aur mere us daayein gaal par pherna shuru kiya jahan uske thappad ke panjon ke surkh nishaan chhape hue the. Wo mere us tapakte hue zakham ko ekdum tassalli se, nazaqat ke sath chatne laga. "Uff... ahhh... Vivaan..."

Uski zabaan ki garm hiddat jab mere laal gaal par aayi, toh mere muh se ek behad maadak karah nikal gayi. Wo sirf mere gaal ko hi nahi chaat raha tha, balki meri aankhon ke kono se jo aansoo lagatar beh rahe the, un garm aansoon ko bhi wo apni zabaan se ek-ek karke chaat chuka tha. Uske is tarah chatne me ek aisi hawas bhari mardana taqat chhupi thi, jo mere pure jism ko pighla rahi thi.
 
Mera zameer andar se ro raha tha ki main kitni bebas ho chuki hoon, par meri bina panty wali nangi chut ne uske zabaan ke har ek chaatne ke sath phir se garm paani chhodna shuru kar diya tha, jo meri salwar ko andar se aur chip-chipa bana raha tha.
 
Vivaan ne mere paseene aur aansoon se lathpath laal gaalon ko apni garm zabaan se ekdum tassalli se chaat kar saaf kar diya tha. Uske is ajeeb wild marham ne mere pure jism ke andar ek aisi siharan paida kar di thi ki mera darr ab dheere-dheere ek ajeeb se samarpan me badalne laga tha. Usne apne bade aur majboot haath mere gaalon se thode dheele kiye, par uska nanga badan abhi bhi mere upar musallat tha. Uski garm, mardana saans meri naak aur khule hue hothon se takra rahi thi.
 
Usne apni gehri, hawas bhari aankhon se seedhe meri aankhon me dekha. Main bed par bikhri hui, darr aur sharm ke maare apni nam aur geeli palkon ko baar-baar jhapka rahi thi. Meri 36D size ki bhari hui chhatiyan abaya ke andar abhi bhi tezi se upar-neeche ho rahi thin, aur mere tight ho chuke nipples uske nange seene ke aage lagatar tanaav mehsoos kar rahe the. Uski bekabu hawas ke aage meri 12 saal ki shareefiyat ab poori tarah se ghutne tekh chuki thi.
 
Vivaan ne bohot hi dheere se apna ek haath uthaya. Meri kuchh awara, kaali aur ghaneri zulfein jo thappad ke jhatke aur rone ki wajah se mere chehre aur aankhon par bikhri thin, unhe usne apni jawan ungliyon se bade hi naram par maalikana haq ke sath mere chehre se hataya. Usne un zulfon ko mere kaan ke peechhe kiya, aur uske haath ka naram sparsh jab meri nangi gardan se takraya, toh mere jism me ek baar phir se bijli daud gayi.
 
Usne mere kaan ke bilkul paas apna munh laya aur ek aisi mardana aawaz me, jisme poora hukm chhupa tha, mujhse poocha. "Samreen Aunty... abse mujhse aap aise tone me baat nhi karogi na? Abse mere sath aisi badtameezi dobara toh nhi karogi na?"
 
Haaye ***, pata nahi us pal mere dimaag par kis qadar us 20 saal ke shaitan ka jadu chha chuka tha. Uske is sawaal ko sunte hi, maine bina ek second ki deri kiye apna sar jaldi-jaldi na me hila diya. Yaani maine maan liya ki abse main uske kisi bhi napaak hukm ke aage apni zubaan nahi kholungi. Vivaan ne jab mera ye roop dekha, toh wo ek paaglon ki tarah halka sa hasa aur mere gaal par thapthapate hue bola, "Good girl, Samreen Aunty... bas yahi seedha-saadha aur submissive roop chahiye mujhe aapka."
 
Mujhe laga ki wo ab mujh par toot padega, par us badmaash ke dimaag me kuchh aur hi chal raha tha. Wo mere upar se hata aur bade hi aaram se mere bilkul side me, peeth ke bal bed par let gaya. Uska poora 9 inch lamba aur mota chamdidaar lund abhi bhi hawa me lohe ki tarah khada tha, par use is baat ki koi parwah nahi thi.
 
Usne bed ke paas rakhe side-table se ek mehangi cigarette ka packet aur ek sunehri lighter nikaala. Mere dekhte hi dekhte, usne ek cigarette apne hothon ke beech dabayi aur lighter ki chingari se use jala liya. Within seconds, usne ek lamba kash kheencha aur apne munh se cigarette ka ghana, safed dhuaan ceiling ki taraf chhodne laga.
 
Ye sab dekh kar mere andar ka khauf aur zyada badh gaya. Mera poora badan andar se kaamp raha tha. Haaye ***...! Ek 20 saal ka bilkul nanga jawan mard mere sath ek hi bed par nanga leta hua cigarette ka dhuaan uda raha tha, aur main ek nikaah-shuda aurat hokar, abaya me lipti uske bilkul paas bebas leti thi.
 
Kamre me sirf us cigarette ke sulagne ki aahat aur Vivaan ke saans lene ki aawaz thi. Cigarette ki wo teekhi khushboo jab meri naak me gayi, toh mujhe apne is gande haalat ka aur zyada ehsaas hone laga. Main poori tarah se majboor thi, mera dimaag kaam karna band kar chuka tha aur mujhe kuchh samajh hi nahi aa raha tha ki is shaitan ke agle kadam se main apni izzat ko kaise bachaun, jabki mera jism pehle hi uske is naye nashe ka ghulaam ban chuka tha.
 
Main bed ke ek kinare par apni phaili hui kaali abaya ke andar poori tarah se simat chuki thi. Mera sar se paon tak ka jism paseene aur darr ki hiddat se tap raha tha. Apni izzat aur sharafat ke is tarah tar-tar hone ke baad, mere andar ab itni taqat nahi bachi thi ki main khadi hokar is kamre se baahar bhaag sakoon. Maine darr aur bebasi ke maare apne dono ghutno ko upar ki ore mod liya aur unhe apni baahon me bheench kar, un par haath rakhe gumsum baith gayi.
 
Meri bina panty wali salwar ka geela hissa mere ghutno ke is tarah modne se meri nangi jaangho par aur zor se chipak gaya, jisse lagatar ek garm siharan mere jism me daud rahi thi. Maine apni nam aankhon se ektak Vivaan ki ore dekha. Wo bilkul nanga, beparwah hokar bed par leta hua tha. Uske seene par paseene ki boondein chamak rahi thin, aur uske dono jaangho ke beech uska wo 9 inch lamba aur mota lund abhi bhi hawa me tana hua halke jhatke kha raha tha. Wo apni dhun me cigarette ke lambe-lambe kash kheenche ja raha tha, jaise is pure room me sirf usi ka raaj ho.
 
Vivaan ne achanak apna sar thoda sa meri ore ghumaya. Uski aankhon me abhi bhi wahi nangi aur badtameez hawas bikhri hui thi. Usne cigarette ka ek behad gehra aur lamba kash kheencha, aur apna munh mere chehre ke bilkul qareeb laakar poora safed, teekha dhuaan mere muh aur naak par chhod diya. "Khho-khho... ughhh... !"
 
Cigarette ka wo teekha aur kadwa dhuaan jaise hi mere halaq ke andar utra, meri saas ek jhatke me atak gayi aur main zor-zor se khaansne lagi. Meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan abaya ke andar is tarah tezi se upar-neeche hone lagin jaise mera dam nikal jayega. Maine apne ek haath se apna munh dhak liya aur meri aankhon se paani nikal aaya.
 
Mera is tarah bebas hokar khaansna dekh kar wo shaitan paaglon ki tarah jor-jor se hasne laga. Uski mardana aur buland hansi pure kamre ke sannaate ko cheer rahi thi. Wo bed par halka sa utha aur apni bhari, horny aawaz me bola. "Kya hua Samreen Aunty? Sirf dhuein se hi halat kharab ho gayi aapki? Pura jism toh andar se itna garm hai ki nadiyaan baha raha hai, aur yahan ek chhote se kash me hi dum nikal gaya aapka?"
 
Maine kaampte hue apni nigahein neeche kar leen, par wo badmaash rukne wala nahi tha. Usne apni cigarette ko unglion ke beech hilaate hue mujhse poocha, "Samreen Aunty, kya zindagi me kabhi cigarette try kiya hai aapne? Ya aapke shauhar ne aapko is abaya ke parde me hi band karke rakkha hai hamesha?" Maine darr ke maare bina koi lafz bole, bas bohot hi dheere se apne sar ko na me hila diya. Mera sar neeche jhuka hua chal raha tha aur meri zulfein mere laal gaal par bikhri thin.
 
Vivaan ne jab mera inkaar dekha, toh usne apni cigarette ko mere hothon ke paas thoda aur aage badhaya aur maalikana andaz me bola, "Toh phir aaj ek baar try karke dekho. Meri is mehangi cigarette ka nasha jab aapke is rasile jism ke andar jayega, toh aapka ye gussa aur darr dono hamesha ke liye gayab ho jayenge. Lo, ek kash khinchon!"
 
Uske muh se ye behaya farmaish sunkar mere andar ki shareef aurat ek baar phir se jagrit ho gayi. Maine gusse me apne hothon ko bheencha aur main use saaf mana karne wali thi. Main kehne wali thi ki main ek *** aurat hoon, ye sab napaak cheezein main nahi chhu sakti.
 
Magar jaise hi maine apna munh khola, mujhe usi pal apne gaal par pada wo jordaar thappad yaad aa gaya. Mujhe yaad aaya ki kaise uske ek hi panje ke waar ne mere pure jism ko thar-tharra diya tha, aur kaise usne meri ammi aur behen ko gandi gaaliyan bakin thin. Us khaufnaak tamache ka dard mere gaal par abhi bhi aag ki tarah tap raha tha. Mera poora gussa ek hi second me hawa ho gaya, aur meri gairat ne darr ke maare dam tod diya.
 
Main is qadar darr gayi ki mere muh se ek lafz bhi nahi nikla. Maine apna zameer, apna parda aur apni sharaft sab kuchh is shaitan ke aage bech diya. Bina kuchh bole, maine bohot hi dheere se apna ek narm aur gora haath abaya se baahar nikala aur uski ore badha diya. Mera haath is qadar tharr-tharr kaamp raha tha ki meri ungliyan hawa me ladkhada rahi thin. Vivaan ne meri is bebasi ko dekh kar ek gehri hawas bhari muskaan di, aur usne apni unglion se chhoote hue wo sulagti hui cigarette mere kaampte hue haath me thama di.
 
Haaye ***...! Main ek nikaah-shuda paakiza aurat, jo hamesha parde me rahi, aaj ek 20 saal ke nange mard ke sath bed par baithi, uski peeti hui cigarette apne haath me liye thi. Cigarette ki wo garm badbu meri unglion par lag chuki thi, aur mera jism ab poori tarah se is gunah ke naye aur badnaam nasha me doobne ke liye agle qadam ka intezar kar raha tha.
 
Maine apni zindagi me kabhi kisi aisi cheez ko haath tak nahi lagaya tha jise hamare *** aur samaj me napaak ya behuda samjha jaye. Magar is waqt, mere pure jism par khauf aur us 9 inch ke tane hue chamdidaar lund ka aisa jadu chha chuka tha ki meri saari sharafat hawa ho gayi thi. Vivaan ke us jordaar tamache ka dard mere daayein gaal par abhi bhi sulag raha tha.
 
Maine na chahte hue bhi, apne tharr-tharr kaampte hue haathon se us sulagti hui cigarette ko apne hothon ke paas laya. Lighter se jali hui us cigarette ki teekhi, garm khushboo meri naak ke raste mere sarr me chadhne lagi thi. Maine darr-darr kar apne hothon ko khola aur bohot hi halka sa andar ki taraf kash kheecha. "Khho-khho... ughhh... ***... !"
 
Maine pehla kash kheenchna hi tha ki wo kadwa aur garm dhuaan mere halaq me jaakar buri tarah phans gaya. Mujhe ekdum se behad tez aur dardnak khaansi aa gayi. Mera poora badan jhatke khane laga, aur maine turant us cigarette ko apne hothon se door kar diya. Khaansne ki wajah se meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan abaya ke andar is tarah tezi se phoolne aur thar-tharrane lagin jaise mera dam abhi nikal jayega. Meri aankhon se ek baar phir se garm paani beh nikla, jo mere laal gaalon ko bhigone laga.
 
Vivaan ne jab meri ye halat dekhi, toh wo bed par leta-leta khilkhila kar hasne laga. Uski mardana aur badtameez hansi pure room ke sannaate me gunj rahi thi. Wo thoda sa upar utha aur apne us mote nange lund ko haath me pakad kar hilaate hue behad ghatiya, double meaning baatein bolne laga.
 
"Hahaha... First time me aisa hi hota hai. First time aapko koi bhi cheez andar lene me thodi dikkat toh hogi hi na... bilkul waise hi, jaise shayad aapki suhaagraat par aapke shauhar ne jab apna auzar aapke andar dala hoga, tab hui hogi! Par fikar mat karo, jab mera ye… ye dekh rhi ho na aap? ye 9 inch ka sariya aapke andar jayega na samreen aunty, toh pehle aapko dard hoga, aur phir aapko iski aadat ho jayegi aur aapko main jannat ka ehsaah kara dunga wo bhi jeete ji hahahaha."
 
Haaye ***...! Us shaitan ke muh se apni suhaagraat aur apne shauhar ke baare me itni gandi aur behaya baat sunkar mera khoon khol utha. Meri gairat ne ek pal ke liye aag pakad li. Mera dil is qadar gusse se bhar gaya ki mera man kar raha tha ki is haath me sulagti hui cigarette se hi daag doon iski ye saari shaitani hekdi! Mera man kiya ki iski in gandi aankhon aur iske is nange lund par ye jalti hui cigarette rakh doon, taaki is badmaash ko samajh aaye ki ek shareef aurat ko zaleel karne ka anjam kya hota hai.
 
Magar afsos... main poori tarah se bebas thi. Main ek room me, ek ameer aur khunhar ke bete ke neeche daboch li gayi thi. Mujhe achhe se pata tha ki agar maine is waqt koi bhi aisi harqat ki, toh ye shaitan mujhe zinda nahi chhodega. Mera wo gussa mere andar hi ghut kar reh gaya, aur maine apni nigahein phir se neeche kar leen.
 
Khair, Vivaan ki in sab harqaton ko dekh kar, jaise pehle meri panty ke saath wo sab, phir gussalkhane me nanga khada rehna aur meri panty sunghna, meri gardan dabana aur choke karna, mujhe jordaar thappad marna, phir mere aansoon ko chatna aur ab mere sath bed par nanga let kar aisi double meaning baatein bolna, mujhe ye poori tarah se ehsaas ho chuka tha ki ye ladka pakka ek psycho hai. Ye aam mard nahi tha, ye ek aisa khunhar shaitan tha jo kisi aurat jism ko poori tarah se kuchal kar us par raaj karna chahta tha. Aur sabse darane waali baat ki ye ladka kab kya kar dega iska koi ata-pata nhi tha.
 
Uski is psycho andaz ne mujhe andar se poori tarah se dara diya tha, par haaye ***, is darr ke peechhe mere jism ke andar ek alag hi gunah ka samundar ufaan maar raha tha. Ek psycho mard ke neeche is tarah nanga hone ka khayal hi meri kamzor sharmgah ke andar is qadar garmi paida kar raha tha ki meri bina panty wali salwar ab poori tarah se mere chut ke paani se tar-ba-tar ho chuki thi. Main samajh chuki thi ki is psycho ke is 9 inch ke lund se ab mujhe koi nahi bacha sakta, aur meri 32 saal ki bhari jawani ab iske agle waar ke liye poori tarah se pighal chuki thi.

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EPISODE 11

Vivaan ki shaitani baaton aur uski psycho harqaton ne mere zameer ki aakhri deewar ko bhi poori tarah se dhah diya tha. Main samajh chuki thi ki ek ameer aur khunkhar mard ke is bigde hue bete ke samne meri shareefiyat aur nikaah ki qasam ki koi auqat nahi thi. Mera daaya gaal abhi bhi uske jordaar thappad ki wajah se aag ki tarah tap raha tha.

Vivaan ne lagatar dhuaan udate hue bohot hi maalikana andaz me apna haath aage badhaya aur mere kaampte hue haath se wo sulagti hui cigarette wapas le li. Usne cigarette ka ek aakhri lamba kash kheencha aur phir ash tray me use bujha diya. Uske chehre par ab kisi azeem shikaari jaisi kamyabi chamak rahi thi. "Bohot waqt kharab ho gaya Samreen Aunty... ab chalo, jaldi se apne ye saare kapde utaaro!" Vivaan ne apni bhari, ameer aur behad sakht mardana aawaz me mujhe naya hukm diya.
 
Haaye ***...! Is ladke ke muh se ye saaf aur seedha hukm sunte hi mere pure jism me ek siharan daud gayi. Magar ab kisi bhi tarah ke naatak, rone ya inkaar karne ki gunjaish nahi bachi thi. Main acche se jaanti thi ki agar maine ek second ki bhi deri ki, toh uska wo bhaari panja mere doosre gaal par bhi pad jayega.
 
Maine bina koi naatak kiye, behad khamoshi aur darr se kaampte hue haathon se sabse pehle apne sar se wo dheela ho chuka veil hataya. Uske baad maine apni kaali abaya kholi aur use apne shanon se neeche gira diya. Meri laal bra aur bheege hue kameez ko utarne me meri ungliyan is qadar tharr-tharr kaamp rahi thin ki mujhe har ek kapda hatane me apni maut nazar aa rahi thi. Aakhri me maine apni wo salwar bhi utar di jo bina panty ke pehle hi meri chut ke paani se tar-ba-tar ho chuki thi.
 
Ek hi pal me, main 32 saal ki ek shareef, nikaah-shuda aurat, ek 20 saal ke gair mard ke samne poori tarah se nangi ho gayi. Sharm aur zillat ke maare mera bacha-khucha khoon mere chehre par utar aaya. Maine jhatke se apne dono narm haathon ko aage kiya, ek haath se maine apni 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyon ko dhakne ki koshish ki aur doosre haath se apni nangi sharmgah ko chhupaya. Meri nigahein bed ki safed chadar par neeche ki ore jamm gayin, aur main ek gunahgaar ki tarah baithi rahi.
 
Vivaan bed par baitha-baitha meri is tarashedaar aur gori jawani ko apni bhookhi nigahon se taad raha tha. Usne meri is 38 inch ki choudi gaand aur bhari hui chhatiyon ko dekh kar ek gehri, garm saans li. Wo ek jhatke me aage badha aur usne phir se mere jabde ko apni majboot unglion ke beech daboch liya.
 
Usne mera sar jhatke se upar uthaya, jisse meri aankhein majbooran uski hawas se bhari aankhon se takrayin. Usne bina ek pal zaye kiye apna munh mere hothon par rakh diya aur ek behadd gehra aur wild kiss kiya. "Ummmm... gmmm..."
 
Uske munh ke andar se mujhe abhi-abhi pi hui cigarette ka wahi kadwa, garm aur teekha swaad aaya, jo uske mardana thook ke sath milkar mere halaq ke neeche utar gaya. Usne mere hothon ko is tarah se choosa jaise wo mujhe poori tarah se apna ghulaam bana raha ho. Uski is mardana chuski ne mere nange jism ke andar ek baar phir se aag laga di.
 
Kiss todne ke baad, Vivaan ne mujhe apne dono haathon se thoda neeche jhukaya. Uska wo 9 inch lamba aur mota chamdidaar lund kisi gathile fulaad ki tarah lohe sa sakht hokar aage tana hua tha. "Ab chalo, isko pakdo aur acche se iska massage karo," usne mere kaan ke paas phusphusaya. Maine na chahte hue bhi, apne kaampte hue dono haathon ko aage badhaya. Uska lund itna zyada mota aur lamba tha ki ek haath me wo kahan sambhalne wala tha! Maine apne dono haathon ka ghera banakar uske us garm aur mote sariye ko majboot pakad liya. Uske lund ki nangi hiddat aur ubhri hui nasein meri hatheliyon ko jhulsane lagin.
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Maine behad darr aur dabi hui garmi ke saath, dheere-dheere apne dono haathon ko upar-neeche chala kar uske lund ka massage karna shuru kiya. Vivaan ko shayad mere in narm aur gore haathon ka dabao apne us garam lund par behad achha lag raha tha. Usne apna sar bed ke sirhane par peechhe ki ore jhuka liya, uski aankhein band ho gayin, aur wo apne muh se cigarette ki bachi-khuchi garm saans chhodta hua behad bhari mardana aawaz me karahne laga "Ahhh... Samreen Aunty... aaahhh... aapke haath kitne narm hain... saali raand... aise hi chalati reh... !"
 
Is psycho mard ki bhari karah aur uske lund ka ye pehla nanga sparsh mere pure jism ko ek naye, badnaam aur khatarnaak anand ki ore dhakel raha tha jahan se ab wapsi ka koi raasta nahi bacha tha.
 
Mera nanga jism is waqt room ke us aalishaan bed par Vivaan ke bilkul samne jhuka hua tha. Meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan hawa me poori tarah se nangi latak rahi thin aur mere tight ho chuke nipples bed ki thandi hawa se thar-tharra rahe the. Mere dono gore haath us shaitan ke 9 inch lambe aur mote chamdidaar lund par majboot ghera banaye hue the. Ek haath me uski motai aur lambai ka sambhalna bilkul namumkin tha, isiliye maine apne dono narm panjon ko us fulaadi sariye par lapet rakha tha aur lagatar dheere-dheere upar-neeche chala rahi thi.
 
Vivaan ke chehre par ab wo pehle jaisa gussa ya wild jaanwar ka roop nahi tha. Mere haathon ke is naye jaadu se wo poori tarah se madhosh ho raha tha. Usne apne sar ko bed ke sirhane par peechhe tikaya hua tha, uske gardan ki nasein tani hui thin aur uske hothon se abhi-abhi pi gayi cigarette ki halki si garm saans ke sath ek gehra mardana sukoon nikal raha tha.
 
Mera chehra sharm aur paseene ki hiddat se poori tarah se tamtama kar laal ho chuka tha. Mera dimaag baar-baar mujhe 12 saal pehle ke un dino me le ja raha tha jab mera nikaah Asif se hua tha. Maine apni poori nikaah-shuda zindagi me kabhi kisi mard ke ang ko is tarah apne haathon me pakad kar use is tarah chalana to door, kabhi dekha tak nahi tha. Asif ne hamesha andhere me, parde ke andar bohot hi dheeme se sab kuchh kiya tha, jahan mardana auzar ki ye shahi motai aur ye nasha mere liye bilkul anjaan tha.
 
Magar is waqt, ek 20 saal ka gair *** ladka mere dono haathon ke neeche is tarah dheela pad raha tha jaise main uski malika hoon. Pata nahi mere andar ki us parda-nasheen aurat ko kya hua, par Vivaan ko is tarah sukoon me dekh kar, wo bhi meri wajah se, mere dil ke kisi andhere kone me ek ajeeb sa ganda aur behad kaamuk guroor jagne laga.
 
Main acche se jaanti thi ki main ek behad bada gunaah kar rahi hoon. ***, ***, samaj aur mere nikaah ka janaza is shahi bistar par poori tarah se nikal chuka tha. Kal jab main is ghar se baahar jaungi, toh Asif ki aankhon me kaise dekhungi, ye soch kar mera kaleja kaampna chahiye tha.
 
Magar haaye ***...! Mera badan is waqt mere dimaag ka sath nahi de raha tha. Vivaan ke lund ka wo garam, chamdidaar aur nason wala hissa jab meri narm hatheliyon se lagatar ragad kha raha rakhna tha, toh mujhe apne jism ke nichle hisse me, yaani meri us nangi aur geeli chut ke andar ek behad gandi wali gudgudi hone lagi.
 
Wo ek aisi sarsarahat thi jo meri chut se hoti hui mere nipples tak ja rahi thi. Bhale hi main darr se kaamp rahi thi, par ab mujhe is napaak kaam me halka sa maza aane laga tha. Haaye main kya karti! Ye sab mere liye bilkul naya aur bilkul alag tha. Kisi jawan mard ke nange jism ki ye garmi aur uske auzar ka ye bhari dabao maine zindagi me kabhi mehsoos hi nahi kiya tha.
 
Maine apne haathon ki raftaar ko thoda sa aur badhaya. Uske lund ke surkh tope par jo kaamras chamak raha tha, wo ab meri hatheliyon par lag chuka hai, jisse wo stroke aur bhi zyada naram aur geela ho gaya tha. Vivaan ne jaise hi mere haathon ka wo tez dabao mehsoos kiya, usne apne dono haathon se bed ki chadar ko kas ke jakad liya. "Ahhh... ufff... Samreen aunty... saali raand... bohot sahi chal rahi hai tu..." usne apni band aankhon ke sath hi behad kaamuk aur dabi hui aawaz me karahna shuru kiya. "Aise hi... apne in gore haathon se mere is laude ka poora nasha nikaal le raand... !"
 
Us gair *** mard ke muh se ye gandi taareef sunkar meri chut ne ek baar phir se halka sa jhatka khaya, aur meri jaangho ke beech se kaamras ki ek boond nikal kar bistar ki chadar par ja giri. Main ab poori tarah se uske is shaitani toofan me behne ke liye tayaar ho chuki thi.
 
Mera nanga jism Vivaan ke us faulaadi badan ke aage poori tarah se pighal chuka tha. Mere dono gore haath uske 9 inch lambe aur mote chamdidaar lund par lagatar upar-neeche chal rahe the. Uske lund se nikalne wala garam kaamras ab meri hatheliyon par phail chuka tha, jisse har ek stroke ke sath ek aisi chikni aur shiddat bhari aawaz nikal rahi thi jo is room ke sannaate ko aur bhi nanga kar rahi thi. Vivaan bed par peeth ke bal leta hua mere haathon ke is jaadu me poori tarah madhosh ho raha tha, par us shaitan ka dimaag kabhi shant nahi baith sakta tha.
 
Usne achanak apni surkh aur hawas se bhari aankhein kholin aur seedhe mere laal chehre ki ore dekha. Uske hothon par ek aisi badtameez aur jeetne wali muskaan thi, jo mujhe andar tak jhanjhana gayi. "Ufff... Samreen Aunty," Vivaan ne ek gehri mardana aah bharte hue kaha, aur uske lund ki nasein mere haathon ke beech aur zyada akad gayin. "Sari garmi chus logi kya tum mere is lund ki... Ek baat batao, kya tumne pehle bhi kisi mard ke sath ye sab dhanda kiya hai? Kya pehle bhi kisi ka lauda is tarah chalaya hai?"
 
Maine sharm aur khauf ke maare apni nigahein neeche hi rakhi thin. Maine jaldi se apne sar ko na me hila diya aur bohot hi dabi aawaz me kaha, "Nahi... nahi Vivaan, maine zindagi me kabhi aisa... " Mera lafz abhi poora bhi nahi hua tha ki wo achanak jor se hasa aur beech me hi bol utha. "Toh phir... toh phir ye randiyon jaise maze kaise de rahi hai tu? Saali... itna maza toh kisi dhande wali ke haath me bhi nahi hota. Sirf haath chala kar hi tune mere is 9 inch ke sariye ko paani chhodne par majboor kar diya hai!"
 
Haaye ***...! Us shaitan ke muh se khud ke liye randiyon jaise maze ka lafz sunkar main sharm aur zillat ke maare poori tarah se paani-paani ho gayi. Mujhe aisa laga jaise usne meri bachi-khucha sharafat ka poora parda hi cheer kar phenk diya ho. Mera jism is qadar sharmaya ki meri nangi chut ne bed ke gaddhe par ek naya jhatka khaya aur wahan se garm ras ka ek aur rella nikal gaya.
 
Magar itna kaafi nahi tha. Wo psycho ladka meri izzat ko sirf bistar par nahi, balki mere nikaah ke saaye me bhi kuchalna chahta tha. Usne achanak apna ek haath aage badhaya aur mere nange seene ki 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyon ko thoda sa dabocha, jisse mere tight nipples aur akad gaye.
 
Wo meri aankhon me jhaankte hue achanak ek aisi napaak baat pooch baitha jise sunkar mere kaan me ekdum se tez seeti baj gayi. "Achha samreen aunty... aapka shauhar... uska lund kitna bada hai be? Wo to roz raat ko tumhari is choudi gaand aur is rasili chut ke maje leta hoga? Uska size kitna hai?". Us sawaal ne mere pure wajood ko jhatka de diya. Main ekdam sunn ho gayi. Main kya bolti? Apne nikaah wale mard ki mardangi ka sauda is 20 saal ke gair *** ke ladke ke samne main kaise karti? Maine darr ke maare apne hothon ko band kar liya aur apna sar idhar-udhar ghumane lagi.
 
Vivaan ne jaise hi dekha ki main chup hoon, uske chehre par phir se wahi khunkhar psycho gussa lout aaya. Usne mere dono gaalon ko apne ek haath se kas ke bheecha aur thode gusse me chillakar poocha. "Bol saali...! Chup kyun ho gayi? Maine poochha na ki tere us shauhar ka kitna bada hai? Jaldi bol, warna abhi doosra thappad padega aur gaand maarunga wo alag!"
 
Us thappad aur meri gaand maarne ka naam sunte hi mera poora badan darr ke maare tharr-tharr kaampne laga. Mujhe achhe se yaad tha ki uske ek hi tamache ne meri chuchiyon tak ko thar-tharra diya tha. Main uske gusse ko jhelne ki halat me bilkul nahi thi. Maine apni nam aankhon se, behad halki, toot-ti hui aur haklate aawaz me wo sach keh diya jo 12 saal se mere andar dafan tha.
 

"Un... unka... lund nahi hai... Vivaan... unki... unki toh bas choti si lulli hai... wo... wo tumhari tarah bada nahi hota..."

 
Mera ye kehna tha ki Vivaan ke andar ka mardana guroor aasman par pahunch gaya. Usne mere gaal se apna haath hataya aur bed par peechhe girte hue kisi paaglon ki tarah jor-jor se hasne laga. Uski wo gandi aur buland hansi pure room me gunj rahi thi. "Hahaha...! Abe Saali raand, toh ye sach hai!" Vivaan ne mere shauhar ko behad gandi gaali dete hue kaha. "Tere shauhar ki ammi ki chut us bhenchod ki... ! Saala namard, aisi 32 saal ki rasili aur bhari hui jism wali aurat ke hote behen ka lauda apni choti si lulli liye baitha hai! Tabhi... tabhi toh teri is chut ne mere is 9 inch ke jawan mote aur lambe laude ko dekhte hi paani ki nadiyaan baha deen. Saali, tu us namard ke layak nahi rahi, ab se tu sirf is Pandey ji ke bete ki asli raand hai!"
 
Us shaitan ke muh se apne shauhar ke liye itni gaaliyan aur khud ke liye raand ka khitaab sunkar main bed par poori tarah se bejaan hokar dhas gayi, jabki mera jism uske is 9 inch ke faulaad ke aage apni aakhri hiddat tak pighal chuka tha.
 
Vivaan mere shauhar Asif ko behad nangi gaaliyan bakte hue bistar par kisi paaglon ki tarah jor-jor se has raha tha. Uski mardana hansi mere kaano me hathode ki tarah pad rahi thi. Ek shareef parivaar ki aurat hone ke naate, bhale hi mera jism is waqt poori tarah se nanga ho chuka tha aur mere dono haath uske 9 inch ke mote lund par jakde hue the, par apne shauhar ki aisi ruswai mujhse bardaasht nahi ho rahi thi.
 
Maine rote hue, kaampte hothon ke sath bohot hi dheere se kaha, "Dekho Please Vivaan... main tumse hath jodti hoon, tum mujhe chahe jo bol lo... par please mere shauhar ko ya mujhe is tarah gandi gaaliyan mat do..."
 
Mera ye bolna tha ki Vivaan ne achanak hasna band kar diya. Uske chehre par ek khunkhar gussa laut aaya aur wo apni surkh aankhon se mujhe is tarah ghoorne laga jaise wo abhi mera gala daba dega. Uski us bhayanak aur ghoorti hui nigahon ko dekh kar main is qadar darr gayi ki mujhe samajh hi nahi aaya ki main kya karoon. Us jordaar thappad ka khauf mere dimaag me itna gehra tha ki maine darr ke maare bina soche-samajhe apne dono haathon se uske us ufaan maarte hue mote lund ko behad kas ke daba diya.
 
Mera ye darr ke maare lund ko zor se dabana hi us shaitan ke liye qayaamat ka ishara ban gaya. Mere haathon ka wo behad tight dabao aur uske lund par lagatar chal raha kaamras ka jaadu apne aakhri mod par pahunch chuka tha. Maine jaise hi please please karte hue uske chehre ki ore dekha, usi pal Vivaan ke jism ne bed par ek bhayanak jhatka khaya. Uska wo 9 inch ka chamdidaar sariya ekdum se lohe se bhi zyada sakht ho gaya aur usne ekdum se garm paani ka fawwara chhod diya!
 

PICHH-PICHH-PICHH... !

 
"Ahhh... saali raand samreen... aaahhhh... !" Vivaan ke muh se ek behad buland karah nikli. Uske us mote auzar ke surkh tope se uske jawan khoon ka gaadha aur behad garam paani kisi pichkari ki tarah itni tezi se chhuta ki mera poora nanga badan hil gaya. Uska wo safed, gaadha maal meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyon par, mere gore pet par aur meri naabhi ke aas-pas poori tarah se phail gaya. Uske jawan jisme ke paani ki hiddat itni tezi se meri twacha par lagi ki mujhe aisa laga jaise kisi ne garam tel mere jism par chhidak diya ho.

Vivaan bed par haanfta hua peeth ke bal gir gaya, par uske muh se lagatar gandi-gandi gaaliyan nikal rahi thin jo meri izzat ko tinke ki tarah uda rahi thin. Wo haanfte hue chillaya, "Saali raand... tune mera maal nikaal diya... teri ammi ki chut behnchod... kya tight pakda tha tune mera lauda saali... aaj tak tabhi pakda tha kabhi aisa asli mard ka lauda?"
 
Main poori tarah se hairaan padi thi. Maine darr aur achanak hue is jhatke ke maare abhi bhi uske us dheele hote hue lund ko apne haathon me pakad rakha tha. Mere dono narm, gore haath ab uske us gaadhe aur chip-chipe maal se poori tarah se san chuke the. Uski unglion ke beech se wo garam safed paani tapak kar bed ki chadar ko tar-ba-tar kar raha tha.
 
Maine zindagi me kabhi aisa nazaara nahi dekha tha. Main andar tak kaamp gayi aur mere munh se ek gehri saans nikli "Haaye ***... is ladke ke andar kitni jyada garmi chhupi hai! Iska paani itna zyada, itna gaadha aur itna garam kaise ho sakta hai… ye to sirf 20 saal ka hai? Asif toh mahino me kabhi ek-do boond nikaalte the jo chhoote hi thandi ho jaati thi, aur is 20 saal ke ladke ne toh mere pure nange jism ko apne garm maal se nahla diya… uffff!"
 
Uske paani ki wo teekhi mardana khushboo mere naak ko cheerte hue mere fefdon me ghus rhe the. Mera poora badan uske maal se sana hua tha, meri bina panty ki nangi chut bhi paani chhod rhi thi, aur main is ameerzade ke bigde bete ke samne poori tarah se badnaam aur nangi padi apni aakhri qayaamat ka intezar kar rahi thi.

To Be Continued...

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EPISODE 12

Main bed ke kinare par ghutno ke bal baithi hui thi, mera poora jism sar se paon tak nanga ho chuka tha. Meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan aur mera gora pet Vivaan ke us jawan, gaadhe aur behad garam paani se poori tarah lathpath ho chuka tha. Uske jawan jism ki garm hiddat jab meri twacha par rami, toh mujhe aisa laga jaise mera poora wajood is gunah ki aag me jalke raakh ho gaya ho. Mere dono gore haath abhi bhi uske dheele hote hue 9 inch ke mote lund par jame hue the, aur meri ungliyan uske chip-chipe, safed maal se poori tarah san chuki thin.

Vivaan bed par peeth ke bal leta hua zor-zor se haanf raha rakhna tha. Uske choude, muscular seene par paseene ki boondein chamak rahi thin aur uski saansen itni tezi se chal rahi thin ki uska poora jism upar-neeche ho raha tha. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb sa, shaitani sukoon tha, jaise usne kisi gehri aur napaak jung ko fatah kar liya ho.
 
Kamre me is waqt mardana paseene, cigarette ke kadwe dhuein aur Vivaan ke us gaadhe paani ki ek ajeeb si teekhi khushboo phail chuki thi, jo ek shareef aurat ke dimaag ko sunn karne ke liye kaafi thi. Main ektak apne dono haathon ko dekh rahi thi jo uske maal se sane hue the. "Haaye ***... main kis mod par aakar khadi ho gayi hoon," maine andar hi andar rote hue socha. "Agar mere is badnaam roop ko kisi ne dekh liya, toh mera nikaah, meri izzat aur mera parivaar sab kuch ek hi pal me mitti me mil jayega. Magar is shaitan ke samne meri aawaz tak nahi nikal rahi."
 
Vivaan ne dheere-dheere apni aankhein kholin. Uski aankhon me abhi bhi wahi badtameez aur psycho chamak barkarar thi. Usne apna sar thoda upar uthaya aur mere is nange, sane hue jism ko dekh kar ek behad gandi aur hawas bhari muskaan di. "Dekha Samreen Aunty...?" usne apni bhari aur thaki hui aawaz me kaha. "Mera ye jawani ka ras kitna garam hai? Abhi toh ye sirf aapke jism par gira hai... kal raat ko jab mera ye 9 inch ka sariya aapki is raand jaisi chut ke andar jayega na, toh is gaadhe paani ka ek-ek qatra aapke andar utrega... tab aapko pata chalega ki asli mard ka nasha kya hota hai."
 
Uske muh se kal raat aur chut ke andar maal nikalne ki baat sunte hi, meri sharmgah ke andar ek baar phir se wahi kaamuk gudgudi hone lagi. Main chah kar bhi us dabao ko rok nahi pa rahi thi. Meri nangi chut, jo bed par nangi tiki hui thi, wahan se ek aur garam boond nikal kar bistar par dhas gayi.
 
Vivaan ne dekha ki main abhi bhi uske lund ko pakde hui hoon. Usne mere dono haathon par apna majboot hath rakha aur unhe dheere se apne auzar se alag kiya. Uske aisa karte hi, uske lund par laga chip-chipa paani mere haathon ke beech lamba dhaga banate hue bikhra. "Jaiye... ab is bathroom me jaiye aur apni is haseen jism ko achhe se saaf kariye," Vivaan ne mujhe hukm dete hue kaha. "Par yaad rakhna samreen aunty... apne is jism par se mera ye paani saaf karte waqt aapko meri hi yaad aani chahiye."
 
Main bed se behad dheere se uthi, mera poora badan kaamp raha tha. Maine apni salwar aur abaya ko farsh se uthane ki koshish tak nahi ki. Main bilkul nangi, apni 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyon aur pet par uske garam paani ko liye, bathroom ki taraf chalne lagi. Har ek kadam ke sath, meri 38 inch ki choudi gaand halke-halke thar-tharra rahi thi, aur Vivaan peeth ke bal leta hua peechhe se meri is nangi nazaare ka poora lutf utha raha tha. Main ek aisi daldal me utar chuki thi jahan se ab baahar nikalne ka har raasta hamesha ke liye band ho chuka tha.
 
Maine apne nange jism par phaile us chip-chipe, garm maal ko dekha aur behad sharm aur darr ke sath bed se uthne ki koshish karne lagi. Mere dono gore haath uske jawan auzar ke safed paani se poori tarah sane hue the. Mera irada tha ki main jaldi se bathroom ki taraf bhaagoon, taaki apne is napaak aur gande jism ko paani se dho kar thoda saaf kar sakoon, aur is shaitani kamre se baahar nikalne ka koi rasta dhoondoon. Magar is room me meri har harqat aur meri har saas par sirf aur sirf Vivaan ka qabza tha.
 
Main abhi bed se thoda sa upar uthi hi thi, aur mere ghutne bed ki narm chadar par tike hue the, ki achanak ek tezi se aate jhatke ne mujhe wahin rok diya. Vivaan ne achanak bina koi waqt ganwaye apna bada aur gathila haath aage badhaya aur mere un sane hue kaampte haathon ko beech raste me hi kas ke pakad liya. Usne bina kisi reham ke mujhe apni taraf zor se kheencha. Us mardana taqat ke dabao ke aage main khud ko sambhal nahi paayi aur seedhe uske nange, choude aur tani hui muscular chhati par ja giri. "Ahhh... !"
 
Mera nanga jism aur meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan uske lohe jaise seene se is qadar buri tarah chipak gayin ki unke beech se saari hawa nikal gayi. Uske seene par jo paseena aur garm hiddat thi, wo seedhe meri nangi twacha me dhasne lagi.

Magar is baar, usne mujhe maara nahi. Usne meri dono kalaaiyon ko bed par dono taraf phailaya aur upar se aakar seedhe meri aankhon me dekhne laga. Uski aankhon me is waqt wo pahle jaisa khunhar psycho gussa ya nangi hawas ka shor nahi tha. Is waqt uski aankhon me ek aisi gehri, thahraav wali aur raseeli kashish thi, jaise wo kisi parayi aurat ko nahi balki apni khud ki nikaah-shuda biwi ko dekh raha ho.
 
Uff, haaye ***...! Uske is tarah se dekhne se mere seene ke andar mera shareef dil ek baar ke liye bohot hi zor se dhadak utha. Mera poora badan jhanjhana gaya. Ek pal ke liye main bhool gayi ki ye wahi ladka hai jisne mujhe thappad maara tha, jisne mere shauhar ko gaaliyan di thin. Uski us maalikana aur pyaar bhari nigahon ne mere andar ek ajeeb sa dewaanapan paida kar diya jo kisi shareef aurat ke liye sabse bada gunah tha.
 
Vivaan ne mere darr se kaampte aur sharm se laal hote chehre ko nazaqat se ghoora. Usne apna ek haath dheela kiya aur mere kaano ke paas bikhri hui kuchh awara, kaali aur ghaneri zulfon ko bohot hi naram ungliyon se peechhe kiya. Uski garm ungliyan jab mere kaan ke peechhe aur meri nangi gardan par phiri, toh mere jism me ek naya kampan shuru ho gaya.
 
Usne dabi hui mardana aawaz me ek gehri aah bhari, aur apna munh mere chehre ke bilkul qareeb laya. Aur isse pehle ki main apni palke jhapka paati, usne apne garm aur raseele hoth mere hothon par chipka diye. "Mmmm... ughhh... !"
 
Ye koi aam kiss nahi tha. Usne mere hothon ko is qadar gehraai aur wildness ke sath apne munh ke andar daboch liya ki main ek hi pal me madhosh hone lagi. Uske munh se abhi bhi us mehangi cigarette ka kadwa aur garm swaad aa raha tha. Usne mere dono hothon ko bari-bari se apni mardana chuskiyon se choosna shuru kiya, jaise wo meri saari gairat ko hothon ke raste hi pi jana chahta ho.
 
Mera jism jo pehle se hi uske is naye nashe me dhas chuka tha, wo is kiss ke aage poori tarah dher ho gaya. Maine na chahte hue bhi apna narm munh thoda aur khol diya. Vivaan ne jaise hi dekha ki main surrender kar chuki hoon, usne apni garam aur gathili zabaan seedhe mere munh ke andar daal di.
 
Uski garam zabaan jab mere munh ke andar ghoomi, toh usne mere munh ke ek-ek hisse ko chaatna aur choosna shuru kiya. Wo mere munh ka sara raseela paani is tarah chus raha tha jaise wo mujhe poori tarah se kha jayega. Main uske neeche nangi bikhri hui, uske is bhayanak aur pyaar bhare hamle me is qadar kho gayi ki mere dono haath, jo abhi tak uske maal se sane hue the, wo khud-ba-khud uth kar uske choude shano par jam gaye. Main ab poori tarah se is shaitan ki dulhan ban chuki thi, jiska har ek ang uske is 9 inch ke laude ke samne behne ke liye bilkul tayaar khada tha.
 
Wo gehra aur junooni chumban ek jhatke ke sath toot gaya. Mere hoth, jo abhi kuchh pal pehle tak uske hothon ki garam chuskiyon me band the, ab kaanp rahe the. Maine apni saansein roki hui thin, aur meri aankhein ek ajeeb si madhoshi me band thin. Par us madhoshi ko Vivaan ke ek naye, bedard hath ne tod diya.
 
Achanak, usne apna ek haath mere hothon se hata kar meri nangi chut par jor se dabocha. Uska wo sakht haath mujhe cheekhne par majboor kar raha tha. Wo meri aankhon me bilkul kareeb se dekh raha tha. Uska chehra itna qareeb tha ki main uski garam saanson ko apne gaalon par mehsoos kar sakti thi. Main haanf rahi thi, mera dil zoron se dhadak raha tha, aur ek pal ke liye mere andar ki wo shareef aurat chah rahi thi ki kaash... kaash ye sab ab yahin ruk jaye. Kaash wo mujhe chhod de.
 
Par Vivaan ka iraada kuchh aur hi tha. Usne apni aankhon me wahi purani, napaak chamak liye mujhe ghoora aur ek gehri, thandi muskaan ke sath bola, "Kya hua Samreen Aunty? Itni jaldi thak gayi kya? Ek dhandhewaali aurat ko itni jaldi thakaan nahi honi chahiye. Abhi toh aapka ye raand jaisa roop mujhe poori tarah dekhna baaki hai."
 
Uske munh se dhandhewaali shabd sunkar mera wajood kaanp utha. Usne meri izzat ke har ek reshe ko masal kar rakh diya tha. Mujhe mere andar ek ajeeb si chot mehsoos hui, jaise kisi ne meri rooh par tanz ka khanjar chala diya ho. Wo mera nikaah, mera ghar, meri sharafat, sab kuchh apne pairon tale kuchal raha tha.
 
Mera gussa, jo ab tak darr ke saaye me dabha hua tha, wo ek dum se ubal pada. Maine apni mutthi kas li, apne hothon ko gusse ke maare zor se dabaya aur uske haath ko apni chut se hata kar main thodi peechhe hui. Mere chehre par ab sharam nahi, balki ek aisi aag thi jo shayad meri naslon se aayi thi.
 
Maine apni aankhein badi ki, unhe poori tarah phaila kar, ek bilkul nayi aur dahadti hui awaz me kaha, "Vivaan! Tum sach mein nahi maanoge na? Tumhein lagta hai ki tum mujhe jitni baar chahoge, zaleel kar loge aur main chupchap sahti rahungi?" Vivaan ne meri baat ko itni sanjeedgi se nahi liya, wo bas apni wahi hansi muskurate hue sun raha tha.
 
Maine apni saansein gehri ki, aur ekdum darr ko khatam karte hue chilla kar boli, "Dekho Vivaan, kaan khol kar sun lo! Mujhse badtameezi mat karo, main ek Pathan ki beti hoon! Samjhe tum? Mere andar Pathani khoon daud raha hai. Agar main apne asli roop par aa gayi na, toh tumhari ye saari hekdi, ye saari badmaashi, sab ek pal mein nikaal kar rakh doongi… besharma kahin ke. Yaad rakhna, mujhe kamzor mat samjho, warna tumhari ye saari harkaton ka hisaab dena bhari pad jayega!"
 
Maine puri koshish ki thi ki main us par rob jama sakoon. Meri aankhein badi thin, mera saans lena tez tha, aur main us waqt apni nazar mein ek dam himmat wali aurat lag rahi thi jo apni izzat bachane ke liye kisi bhi had tak ja sakti thi.

Par Vivaan? Uski hansi rukne ka naam hi nahi le rahi thi. Usne mujhe aise dekhna shuru kiya jaise main koi darawani sherni nahi, balki koi choti si bacchi hoon jo khelte-khelte gussa hone ka natak kar rahi hai. Usne apna haath mere gaal par rakha, usse sahlaaya aur bade hi laad-pyaar aur mazakiya lehje me bola, "Are baap re! Pathani khoon? Achha? Kitni cute lag rahi ho gussa karte hue aap. Lag raha hai jaise koi khilone ke liye rooth gayi ho. Waah, kya performance di hai aapne samreen aunty! Ekdum real!"
 
Wo meri baat ko gussa samajhne ke bajaye ek performance keh raha tha! Mujhe laga tha mera gussa usse dara dega, par wo toh mujhe ek khilona samajh kar khel raha tha. "Aisi garm khoon wali Sherniyan mujhe bahut pasand hai… uffff," usne meri aankhon me jhuk kar kaha, "akhir mein aap mere is bistar par, mere is 9 inch ke khilone ke aage hi pighlogi. Aapki ye khoon ki garmi, sab mere isi laude ke neeche aa kar thandi ho jayegi."
 
Usne apni baat khatam karte hi mujhe phir se apne paas kheench liya. Meri saari himmat dhari ki dhari reh gayi. Usne mere baalon ko apni ungliyon se lapeta aur mujhe aise dekhne laga jaise main uski koi mili hui property hoon. Mere dil ki dhadkanein ab gusse se nahi, balki ek naye, khatarnak ahsaas se tez ho rahi thin, ye ahsaas ki main chah kar bhi is shaitaan se bach nahi sakti, kyunki wo mere gusse ko bhi apna maza banane ki kshamta rakhta tha.
 
Main wahan padi rahi, nangi, uske maal se sani hui, aur uski un aankhon me doobti hui jo ab mujhe sirf ek khilona samajh rahi thin. Mera gussa, mera Pathani khoon, sab uski us muskaan ke aage har chuka tha.
 
Meri Pathani khoon wali dhamki ko Vivaan ne ek pal me dhool me mila diya tha. Main uske samne poori tarah nangi, uske jawan garm maal se sani hui thi aur khud ko ek bahadur aurat dikhane ki aakhri koshish kar rahi thi. Magar wo ameerzade ka beta meri is himmat par khilkhila kar has raha tha. Uski aankhon me ab ek naya, behad khunhar aur jungli junoon jag chuka tha. Meri bagawat ne uske andar ke mardana ahem aur hawas ko chot pahunchayi thi, aur ab wo mujhe poori tarah se kuchalne ke liye tayaar tha.
 
Usne apni hasi ko achanak roka aur mere chehre ke behad qareeb apna munh laya. Uski saans me cigarette ki teekhi khushboo aur hawas ki garmi thi. Usne mujhe ghoorte hue bohot hi bhari, gathili aur sarsarati hui aawaz me kaha, "Theek hai, Samreen Aunty... agar aap Pathan ki beti hain aur aapke andar Pathani khoon daud raha hai, toh yaad rakho ki main bhi Pandey hoon! Aaj is bed par Pathan versus Pandey ho hi jaaye. Dekhte hain ki aapke is guroor me kitna dum hai aur aapka ye Pathani khoon mere is 9 inch ke faulaad ke aage kitni der tik pata hai!"
 
Mera dil ye sunte hi halaq me aa gaya. Main abhi uske is alfaaz ka matlab samajh pati ya peechhe hatne ki koshish karti, usne ek jhatke me mujhe bed par peeth ke bal patak diya. Meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan hawa me zor se uchhli aur meri 38 inch ki choudi gaand bed ke gaddhe me dhans gayi.
 
Vivaan ne bina ek second zaya kiye apna bhaari, muscular jism mere dono jaangho ke beech musallat kar diya. Usne apne dono majboot haathon se meri dono gori aur bhari hui taangon ko pakda aur unhe poori tarah se baahar ki ore phailakar khol diya. Meri nangi, bheegi hui chut ab poori tarah se uske samne khuli thi, jo darr aur garmi ke maare lagatar ris rahi thi.
 
Usne apne ek haath se apne us 9 inch lambe aur mote chamdidaar lund ko pakda, jiske tope par abhi bhi kaamras chamak raha tha. Usne bina kisi nazaqat ke, ek hi jungli andaz me use meri chut ke narm hothon par zor se ragda aur phir poori mardana taqat ke sath ek hi jhatke me use ghused diya! "AAAAAAHHHHHH... !!!"
 
Uff, haaye ***... !!! Meri ek aisi khaufnaak aur dardnak cheekh nikli jo is guest room ke sannaate ko cheerte hui shayad kamre ke baahar gallery tak gayi hogi. Uska wo lohe jaisa mota aur lamba sariya jab meri 12 saal se band jaisi narm sharmgah ko cheerte hue ek hi jhatke me dhas gaya, toh mujhe aisa laga jaise mere jism ke do tukde ho gaye hon. Meri saansein andar ki andar jamm gayin, aankhein phat kar badi ho gayin aur mere haath khud-ba-khud bedsheet ko nochne lage.
 
Vivaan ko jaise hi ehsaas hua ki meri cheekh bohot tez thi, usne turant apna bada aur bhaari hatheli mere khule hue munh par zor se rakh kar daba diya. "Mmm... mmm... !!!"
 
Meri bachi-khuchi aawaz uske haath ke neeche hi ghut kar reh gayi. Wo mere upar poori tarah se jhuka hua tha, uski chaudi chhati meri chuchiyon ko masal rahi thi, aur usne apne muh se phusphusate hue kaha, "Chup saali raand...! Chillana mat, warna kahin sabko aapki asliyat pata na chal jaaye ki aap dhandhewali hi hain… pffftttt!"
 
Usne mere munh ko kas ke dabaye rakha aur apni kamar ko tezi se peechhe kheencha aur phir se poori taqat se aage mara. PHATAK... ! PHATAK... ! Pure kamre me hamare nange jismon ke takrane ki aur uske lund ki geeli ragad ki khaufnaak aawaz gunjne lagi. Vivaan bina ruke, behad wild aur psycho andaz me meri chudai karne laga. Wo har ek stroke itna gehra aur sakht maar raha tha ki uske lund ka surkh topa meri chut ke aakhri kone se takra raha tha, jisse mere pure badan me dard aur ek anjaane, naye nashe ka ufaan uth raha tha.
 
Mera Pathani khoon aur mera guroor uske har ek dhakke ke sath pighal kar bistar par beh raha tha. Meri 36D size ki chuchiyan uske har ek jhatke sath upar-neeche buri tarah thar-tharra rahi thin. Maine apni aankhein band kar leen aur meri aankhon se garm aansoon beh kar uske haath ko bhigone lage, par mera jism ab poori tarah se is Pandey ji ke bigdail bete ke is 9 inch ke lund ka ghulaam ban chuka tha.

To Be Continued...

[Herotic]

EPISODE 13

Vivaan ke un naye aur bedard jhatkon ka silsila bistar par lagatar jaari tha. Uske 9 inch lambe aur mote lund ka har ek dhakka meri narm sharmgah ki deewaron ko cheerte hue andar tak dhas raha tha. Usne apna bada aur bhaari panja mere munh par is tarah daba rakha tha ki meri har ek dardnaak siski uski hatheli ke neeche hi dam tod rahi thi. Shuruat ke un kuchh minton me mujhe aisa bhayanak aur teekha dard mehsoos hua jaise mere jism ke do tukde ho rahe hon. Meri aankhon se garm aansoon lagatar beh kar uski unglion ko bhigo rahe the. Magar phir, ek aisa jhatka laga jahan se meri poori haqeeqat hi palat gayi.

Agle hi pal se, pata nahi mere jism ke andar kaun sa jadu chal gaya. Wo teekha dard dheere-dheere ek behad meethe aur gehre sukoon me badalne laga. Mere pure badan me ek aisi siharan daudi ki meri aankhon ke samne andhera gayab ho gaya aur ek naya nasha chha gaya.
 
Mujhe aisa mehsoos hone laga jaise main zindagi me pehli baar poori tarah se bhari hui hoon. 12 saal se Asif ke us adhoore aur chote se lulli ne mere andar jo ek gehra, khali kuaan chhod rakkha tha, Vivaan ke is jawan aur mote sariye ne use ek hi jhatke me poora bhar diya tha. Aisa lag raha tha jaise mere jism ka jo hissa barso se adhoora aur pyaasa tha, wo mujhe aaj mil gaya ho.
 
Main gunah, ***, *** aur samaj ki saari deewaron ko laangh kar, Vivaan ki is wild mardana taqat ki wajah se jannat ki sair karne lagi thi. Uska har ek dhakka jo meri 38 inch ki choudi gaand ko bed par uchhla raha tha, wo mujhe ek nayi hi duniya me le ja raha tha. Maine ab apne sar ko peechhe hatane ki koshish band kar di. Mere hothon se darr gayab ho gaya aur maine uske haath ke neeche hi madhoshi me garm kaamuk siskiyan bharna shuru kar diya "Mmm... uff... ahhh... Vivaan... !"
 
Vivaan ne jaise hi mere munh se wo badalti hui maadak siskiyan suni aur mehsoos kiya ki meri chut ab uske 9 inch ke sariye ko andar kas ke jakad rahi hai, usne mere munh par se apna bhaari haath hata liya. Uske chehre par se wo gussa ab poori tarah gayab ho chuka tha. Uski jagah ek behad gehra, aashiqana aur romantic nasha uski surkh aankhon me utar aaya tha.
 
Usne apni raftaar ko thoda sa naram aur gehra kiya. Wo meri nangi jaangho ko aur upar uthate hue, apne ek haath se mere us gaal ko bade hi pyaar se sahlane laga jahan kuchh der pehle usne tamacha maara tha. Usne mere hothon ke paas apni garm saans chhodte hue behad romantic andaz me kaha "Ahhh... Samreen aunty... meri jaaneman... saali kitni raseeli hai tu. Dekha na, maine kaha tha na ki aapki ye Pathani khoon mere is Pandey ke laude ke aage paani chhodne lagegi... ab dekho kaise aap ek sadakchhap raand ki tarah mere neeche bikhri hui hain... !

Uske muh aisi baatein aur khudke liye raand jaisa lafz sunkar meri bachi-kuchi gairat poori tarah beh gayi. Pure kamre me hamare nange jismon ke takrane ki phat-phat ki aawaz ke sath uski ye gandi baatein mujhe kisi behad naye nashe me dubo rahi thin.
 
Main ab poori tarah se ek behaya aurat ki tarah uske is shahi hamle ka maza lene lagi thi. Maine darr ko hamesha ke liye peechhe chhod diya. Maine apne dono narm aur gore haath uthaye aur Vivaan ke gaalon aur daadhi ko apne haathon se chhoo liya.
 
Maine apni nam par behad kaamuk aankhein kholin aur seedhe uski un jawan, hawas se bhari aankhon me jhaankne lagi. Uska 9 inch ka mota lund jab meri sharmgah ke andar poori tarah dhas kar bahar nikalta, toh main apni peeth ko bed se upar uthati aur uski aankhon me dekhti hui poori taqat se karahne lagti "Uff... haaye... Vivaan... please ruk jao na ab... itna mota hai tumhara ye nikalo bahar ise... ahhh... tum sach me... mujhe paagal kar doge... !"
 
Bistar par chal rahi us chudai ne mere jism aur dimaag par ek aisa jaadu chala diya tha ki main apni 12 saal ki sharafat, apna parda aur apne nikaah ki har ek qasam ko poori tarah bhool chuki thi. Vivaan ka wo 9 inch lamba aur mota uncut lund jab meri sharmgah ki deewaron ko cheerte hue andar tak dhas raha tha, toh mere pure badan me maza ka ek aisa toofan utha jise main chah kar bhi nahi rok paa rahi thi. Mera poora nanga badan ab uske har ek dhakke ke sath khud-ba-khud upar uth raha tha, aur meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan buri tarah thar-tharra rahi thin.
 
Pata nahi us pal mere andar kaun si behaya aurat jaag gayi. Jo aurat abhi kuchh der pehle tak darr se ro rahi thi, wo ab is 20 saal ke jawan mard ke sath is napaak khel me barabari par utar aayi thi.
 
Maine apni nam aur kaamuk aankhein kholin aur seedhe Vivaan ki un surkh, hawas se bhari aankhon me dekha. Maine apne dono haath uske muscular shanon par kas diye aur apne hothon par ek shararat bhari, maadak muskaan laakar bohot hi uksane wali aawaz me boli "Suno Vivaan... tumne hi kaha tha na ki aaj is bed par Pathan versus Pandey ho hi jaye? Toh chalo, aaj ek shahi shart lagate hain. Dekhte hain ki kisme kitna dum hai aur kaun pehle dher hota hai!"
 
Vivaan ne jaise hi mere muh se ye shart suni, uske jhatke ek pal ke liye ruke. Uska wo mota lund meri chut ke andar poori tarah dhasa hua tha aur uske seene ka paseena meri chuchiyon par tapak raha tha. Wo hairani aur ek azeem khushi se mujhe ghoorne laga.
 
Maine apni kamar ko halka sa upar uthakar uske lund ko andar aur zor se bheecha aur aage kaha, "Jo bhi pehle jhada, wo hamesha ke liye haar jayega! Aur tum jaise hawasi, jawan ladke mere is 32 saal ke raseele jism ke aage kahan tik paoge, huh? Tumhara ye 9 inch ka sariya abhi paani chhod dega dekhte jao!"
 
Mera ye tanz sunkar Vivaan ke andar ka mardana ahem poori tarah se bhadak utha. Usne ek khunhar shikaari ki tarah muskuraya aur apni kamar ko poori taqat se peechhe kheencha. Magar main ab tayaar thi. Maine use pehle jhadane ke liye jaan-boojh kar apni aawaz ko aur zyada maadak aur gandi banana shuru kar diya. "Ahhh... uff... Vivaan... ! Haaye zaalim kahin ke... koi ek nikaah shuda aurat aur kisi dusre ki biwi aur sabse badi baat dusre *** ki aurat ko bhala aise chodta hai kya? Haan? Batao bhala! Ek number ke bigdail ladke ho tum!"
 
Main har ek dhakke ke sath uski aankhon me jhaankti aur behad raseeli siskiyan leti. Main baar-baar uska naam lekar uske kaan ke paas apna munh le jaati aur aisi romantic aur kaamuk baatein karti jisse uska dimaag ghum jaye. Maine apne haathon se uske seene aur uske abs ko sahlana shuru kiya, aur apni chut ko is tarah tight kiya ki uska lund andar poori tarah phasne laga.
 
"Vivaan... haaye zaalim... Ek bholi bhaali nikaah shuda *** aurat ka kya haalat kar di tumne... ahhh... tumhara ye 9 inch ka toofan mujhe jannat dikha raha hai... jhad jao na Vivaan please... apni samreen aunty ke andar poora maal nikaal do na jaan... please vivaan!"
 
Main lagatar romantic aur behaya baatein karke use uksa rahi thin, taaki wo apni mardana taqat par se qaabu kho baithe aur pehle discharge ho kar is shart me haar jaye. Vivaan meri is badalti hui chaal aur mere jism ki is bhayanak garmi ko mehsoos kar raha tha. Uska poora jism paseene se tarr-ba-tarr ho chuka tha, uski gardan ki nasein tanni hui thin, aur wo mere is maadak hamle ke aage apne hothon ko daanton se kaat kar apni garmi ko rokne ki koshish kar raha rakhna tha. Pure room me hamare nange jismon ke takrane ki phat-phat ki aawaz aur meri naye andaz ki aashiqana karah gunj rahi thin, aur Pathan versus Pandey ka ye mukabla ab is shahi bistar par apni aakhri aur behad khunhar manzil ki ore badh raha tha.
 
Uska 20 saal ka jawan jism meri in uksane wali baaton aur raseeli siskiyon se ekdum paagal ho utha. Usne meri dono taangon ko aur zyada phaila kar apne shanon par rakh liya. Uska wo 9 inch lamba aur mota fauladi lund meri nikaah shuda paakiza chut ke andar ab kisi bina ruke chalne wali machine ki tarah aage-peechhe ho raha tha. PHATAK... ! PHATAK... ! PHATAK... !
 
Uska har ek dhakka itna gehra aur junooni tha ki mera poora nanga badan bed par uchhal raha tha, aur meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan hawa me berahem tareeqe se thar-tharra rahi thin.
 
Pata nahi us pal mere dimaag par kis qadar is napaak aur raseele nashe ka saaya chha chuka tha. Vivaan ki mardana taqat aur uske mote sariye ki ragad ne mujhe ek aisi duniya me pahuncha diya tha jahan mera apna koi wajood nahi bacha tha. Main us shart ko jeetne ke chakkar me khud hi is junoon ke samundar me poori tarah doob gayi.
 
Jab Vivaan ne ek behad gehra aur wild jhatka mara, jisse uska lund meri chut ki aakhri deewar se ja takraya, toh mere munh se ek behad lambi aur maadak cheekh nikal gayi "UFFF... Ammiiiiiiiiii bachaoooo... !"
 
Maine madhoshi aur bekhudi ke aalam me apne dono gore aur narm haath uthaye aur uski nangi peeth par rakh diye. Aur phir, bina kuchh soche-samajhe, maine apne lambe naakhun uski peeth ki chamdi me kas ke gada diye. Vivaan ke peeth par mere naakhun dhas gaye, par us shaitan ne rukne ke bajaye apni kamar ki raftaar ko do-guna kar diya. Main uske mote lund ki garmi aur uske har ek dhakke ka maza leti hui bed par machalne lagi.
 
Main uske junoon me is qadar paagal ho chuki thi ki meri sharafat, mera nikaah aur mera hosh poori tarah se khatam ho chuka tha. Vivaan ka chehra mere bilkul paas tha, uske hoth mere hothon se takra rahe the aur uske jawan jism ka garm paani aur paseena meri naabhi par gir raha tha.
 
Usi madhoshi ke aalam me, mere munh se achanak ek aisa lafz nikal gaya jisne mere poore wajood ka janaza nikal diya. Maine uske kaan ke paas apna munh laya, uski gardan par apni garm saans chhodte hui ek behad nangi aur raseeli aawaz me bol padi "Ahhh... Vivaan... zaalim... suno na... mujhe gaabhin kar do na... ! Mujhe gaabhin kar do aur apne is 9 inch ke lund se mujhe apne bacche ki mummy bana lo jaan mmmmmm... !"
 
Haaye ***...! Ye maine kya bol diya! Ye lafz mere munh se kaise nikal gaya, mujhe khud bhi pata nahi chala. Main 32 saal ki ek nikaah-shuda aurat, ek gair *** ke 20 saal ke ladke se uske lund se khud ko pregnant karne ki bheekh maang rahi thi!
 
Vivaan ne jaise hi mere munh se "gaabhin kar do" aur "apne bacche ki mummy bana lo" jaisa behaya aur ganda lafz sunna, uski aankhein ekdum se phat gayin. Uske chehre par ek aisi psycho aur azeem jeet ki muskaan aayi jise dekh kar koi bhi kaamp jaye.
 
"Arre waah hahaha... kya boli saali raand... ?" Vivaan ne haanfte hue aur meri chut ke andar poora 9 inch ka lund dhasate hue chillakar kaha. "Toh aakhirkar tune bol hi diya! Tu mere bacche ki mummy banna chahti hai na? Teri is Pathani gairat ka bhoot nikal gaya na? Ab dekh... ab main tujhe sach me gaabhin karke hi chhodunga!"
 
Us psycho mard ko meri is baat se ek aisa naya junoon mil gaya ki usne meri taangon ko aur kas kar dabocha aur apni kamar ko aakhri aur sabse bhayanak raftaar par chala diya. Main uske neeche nangi, bebas aur poori tarah se uski hone ke liye machal rahi thi, aur hamari ye napaak milan sabse khaufnaak aur raseele mod par pahunch chuki thi.
 
Mera wo lafz “mujhe gaabhin kar do, apne bacche ki mummy bana lo” meri zubaan se nikal toh gaya tha, par usne mere zameer ko andar tak jhakaar kar rakh diya. Haaye ***! Main ek shareef, nikaah-shuda aurat hokar ek 20 saal ke gair mard se aisi napaak baat kaise keh sakti thi?
 
Magar jab maine us bekhudi ke baad apne dil ke andhere kone me jhaanka, toh mujhe sach samajh aaya. 12 saal ke nikaah ke lambe arse me Asif mujhe kabhi wo sukoon nahi de paaye the. Unki us choti si lulli aur namardangi ki wajah se main aaj tak kabhi Ammi nahi ban paayi thi. Ek aurat ke andar jo ammi banne ki, ek poore mard ka aulaad apne pet me paalne ki jo tadap hoti hai, wo 12 saal se mere andar ek zakhmi naagin ki tarah phat rahi thi. Vivaan ke is 9 inch lambe aur mote chamdidaar lund ki garmi ne mere us dafan dard ko baahar nikal diya tha.
 
Magar Vivaan ke liye mera ye sach uski hawas aur mardana guroor ka sabse bada eendhan ban gaya. Us psycho ladke ke dimaag par ab meri us baat ne ek aisi aag laga di thi ki wo poori tarah se jaanwar ban chuka tha.
 
"Aakhir sacchai chhupaye nhi chhupti samreen aunty… aahh… aap sachme ek randi hain ye maan lo!" Vivaan ne haanfte hue, apni surkh aankhon se meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyon ko taadte hue kaha. "Toh le saali raand... aaj ye Pandey ji ka beta tujhe poori tarah se bharega… tujhpe apna nishaan chhod ke tujhpe apna thappa laga dega… saali kutiya!"
 
Usne mere jism ko thoda aur aage kheencha. Usne apne dono haathon se meri gori aur bhari hui 38 inch ki gaand ko kas ke daboch liya. Usne apna wo poora 9 inch ka lohe jaisa sakht lund meri chut se lagbhag poora baahar nikaala, itna baahar ki sirf uska tope ka hissa mere narm hothon par tika raha, aur phir poori taqat se, bed par uchhal-uchhal kar poora ka poora sariya mere andar ghused diya! PHATAK... ! PHATAK... !
 
Mera poora nanga badan bed par uchHal gaya. Uski ye uchhal-uchhal kar chudai karne ki wild andaz itni khunhar thi ki jab wo poora lund baahar nikaal kar jhatke se andar maarta, toh mujhe lagta jaise mera jism do tukdon me phat jayega. Uska wo mota topa meri chut ki aakhri deewar se ja takrata aur mera pet andar tak hil jata.
 
Zaalim Vivaan rukne ka naam nahi le raha tha. Wo ek minute me 100-100 dhakke maar raha tha. Uske muscular jism ka paseena meri nangi chuchiyon aur meri naabhi par tapak kar hamare jismon ko aur chikna bana raha tha. Pure room me phat-phat-phat aur mere cheekhne ki bhayanak aawaz gunj rahi thi.
 
Mera poora badan ab dard aur behad tez maze ke beech me phat raha tha. Meri 36D chuchiyan dhakke se thar-tharra rahi thin, mere hoth khule hue the aur meri aankhein chhat ki taraf ghumaav khane lagin. Main jo Pathan versus Pandey ki shahi shart lagakar use pehle jhadane aayi thi, wo mera sara Pathani guroor is 20 saal ke mard ki mardangi ke aage ghutne tekh chuka tha. Main haar gayi... ek Pathani beti ek Pandey ji ke bete ke 9 inch ke mote lund ke aage poori tarah se dher ho gayi!
 
Mera jism ab is bhayanak chudai ko aur zyada nahi jhel sakta tha. Uske aakhri teen behad gehre aur uchhal-uchhal kar maare gaye jhatkon ne meri sharmgah ke andar ek aisa bhukamp la diya ki meri saas atak gayi. "HAAAYE ***... MARR GAYI... ZAALIM VIVAAN... MUJHE JHADA DIYA IS ZAALIM NE... !"
 
Mera poora nanga badan ek jhatke me lohe ki tarah ainth gaya. Meri 38 inch ki gaand ne bed ke gadde me dhas gyi, aur meri nangi, bheegi hui chut ne ek jharna phad diya! PICHH-PICHH-PICHH... !
 
Meri chut se mera garm, meetha paani kisi phawware ki tarah phoot pada. Mera paani itni tezi se nikla ki usne Vivaan ke 9 inch ke lund aur uske tatton ko poora ka poora bhigo diya. Meri chut ki narm deewarein uske mote auzar ko andar kas-kas kar jhatke dene lagin. Main haar chuki thi, aur mera paani kisi jharna ki tarah bahte hue is shahi bed ki chadar ko poori tarah tar-ba-tar kar raha tha.

To Be Continued...

[Herotic]

EPISODE 14

Mera poora nanga badan bed par bejaan hokar dhas chuka tha. Meri nangi chut se phoota wo chut ka paani abhi bhi Vivaan ke mote lund par aur bed ki safed chadar par ris raha tha. Meri saansen itni tezi se chal rahi thin ki meri 36D ki bhari hui chuchiyan upar-neeche ho kar thar-tharra rahi thin. Meri aankhon me ajeeb si thakaan aur samarpan ka nasha tha.

Is Pathan aur Pandey ke mukable ka anjam bilkul saaf ho chuka tha. Main, ek Pathan ki beti, poori tarah se haar chuki thi, aur Vivaan, Pandey ji ka beta, is shahi bistar par poori tarah jeet chuka tha.
 
Vivaan ne jab dekha ki meri chut ne paani ka jharna chhod diya hai aur main uske neeche poori tarah dher ho gayi hoon, toh uske chehre par ek azeem jeet ki muskaan aa gayi. Usne apna muscular jism mere upar se thoda sa uthaya, par uska wo 9-inch ka mota lund abhi bhi meri geeli chut ke andar poora dhasa hua tha.
 
Usne jhuk kar mere aadha khule hue, kaampte hothon par ek behad gehra aur raseela kiss kiya. Kiss todne ke baad, usne apne narm panje se mere daayein gaal par ek halka aur pyaara sa thappad maara, ye pehle jaisa bedard tamacha nahi tha, balki ek maalik ka apni jeeti hui malika par pyaare se jataya gaya haq tha.
 
Usne meri aankhon me dekhte hue, behad garv aur gathili aawaz me kaha, "Samreen Aunty... bolo ki aaj Pandey ji ke is 9 inch ke laude ne is Pathani chut ke upar apna parcham lehra diya! Bolo, tabhi nikalunga main apna lund!"
 
Haaye ***...! Us shaitan ne mujhe apni jeet ka iqraar karne par bhi majboor kar diya. Main itni thak chuki thi aur uske is mote auzar ke nashe me itni doob chuki thi ki mere andar ab inkaar karne ka thoda sa bhi dum nahi bacha tha. Maine apni nam aankhein band ki, ek gehri saans li, aur bohot hi dabi, roti hui aur raseeli aawaz me uske aage bol hi diya "mmmmhhh... haan Vivaan... aaj... aaj Pandey ke laude ne... is Pathani chut par... apna parcham lehra diya... tum jeet gaye... bass? ho gye khush na?"
 
Mera ye bolna tha ki Vivaan ke andar ka mardana guroor aasman chhoone laga. Wo bed par khilkhila kar jor-jor se hasne laga. Uski wo buland aur psycho hansi pure room ke sannaate me gunj rahi thi. Vivaan ne meri baat sunkar ek jhatke me apna poora 9 inch ka mota aur chikna sariya meri chut se baahar kheencha POCK... !
 
Uska lund baahar nikalte hi meri sharmgah ke narm hoth khule ke khule reh gaye, aur mere andar se bacha-khucha garm paani raste se baahar nikal kar bed par phail gaya. Vivaan bed se ek jhatke me utha. Uska nanga badan paseene se chamak raha tha. Usne meri is bikhri hui, nangi haalat ko ek aakhri baar dekha, ek gandi muskaan di, aur bina kuchh bole seedha bathroom ki taraf badh gaya.
 
Bathroom ka darwaza band hone ki aawaz aayi, aur main bed par nangi, uske maal aur apne paani se sani hui, apni aakhri saansen ginte hue gumsum padi rahi.
 
Room me bathroom ke darwaze ke band hone ki aawaz gunji, aur us aawaz ke sath hi pure kamre me ek ajeeb sa sannaata phail gaya. Main us aalishaan bed par peeth ke bal nangi padi hui thi. Meri 36D ki bhari hui chuchiyan thakaan aur tezi se chalti saanson ke maare abhi bhi upar-neeche ho rahi thin, aur meri 38 ki gaand bed ke gadde me dhas kar reham ki bheekh maang rahi thi.
 
Vivaan ke auzar ke baahar nikalte hi, mere andar ekdum se ek behad gehra aur khaufnaak khalipan phail gaya. Mujhe aisa laga jaise mere jism ka wo hissa jo pichhle aadhe ghante se bhara hua tha, jisme aag sulag rahi thi, wo ekdum se khali ho kar thanda aur soona pad gaya ho.
 
Main bed par machalne lagi. Meri jaanghein khud-ba-khud ek doosre se ragad khane lagin, par wo andar ka khalipan bharne ka naam nahi le raha tha. Main andar se tilmila uthi. Mere chehre par achanak ek ajeeb sa gussa aane laga. Mera dil chahta tha ki main cheekhoon, chillaoon aur bed ki chadar ko apne naakhun se faad doon.
 
"Haaye ***... ye mujhe kya ho raha hai?" maine apne munh par haath rakh kar dabi hui aawaz me socha. "Mujhe gussa kyun aa raha hai? Mujhe toh khush hona chahiye ki wo shaitan bathroom me chala gaya... mujhe toh shukr ada karna chahiye ki us zaalim se thodi der ke liye jaan bachi... par... par mera badan tilmila kyun raha hai?"
 
Mera dimaag aur meri gairat cheekh-cheekh kar keh rahi thi ki main ek shareef, 32 saal ki nikaah-shuda aurat hoon. Par mera jism... mera jism is waqt kisi aur hi bhasha me baat kar raha tha. Mera dimaag soch raha tha "Nahi... nahi Samreen! Tu aisi napaak baat nahi soch sakti! Tu ek gair-murd ke 9 inch ke lund ki aadi nahi ho sakti!"
 
Magar meri nangi, bheegi hui aur tadapti hui twacha, meri tight ho chuki nipples aur meri chut ki narm deewarein bilkul wahi chah rahi thin jiske khayal se bhi mujhe gunah mehsoos ho raha tha. Meri body ab us Vivaan ke 9 inch ke mote lund ki garmi, uski un jungli chuskiyon aur uske uchhal-uchhal kar maare jaane wale dhakko ki gulam ban chuki thi. Us fulaadi auzar ke bina mera andar ka hissa ab Tadap raha tha.
 
Wo shaitan, wo pandey ji ka psycho beta bina kuchh kiye hi mujhe sabse badi saja de gaya tha. Usne mujhe maara nahi, usne mujhe gaali nahi di, balki wo bas apna lund meri chut se baahar nikaal kar bathroom me chala gaya tha, aur uski ye khamoshi mere liye kisi zehar se kam nahi thi.
 
Wo zaalim mujhe bina chhooye bhi andar tak tadpa raha tha. Main bed par nangi padi thi, meri chut se mera paani ris kar bed par phail raha tha, aur main bathroom ke band darwaze ko aisi bhookhi aur tadapti nigahon se ghoor rahi thi jaise main intezar kar rahi hoon ki wo kab baahar aaye aur kab apna wo garam toofan phir se mere andar dhasaye. Main ab poori tarah se uske is shaitani jaal me dhas chuki thi.
 
Gussalkhane ke andar se aati paani ki halki sarsarahat mere dimaag ko aur zyada bechain kar rahi thi. Bistar par nangi padi main us tilmilahat ko bardaasht nahi kar paa rahi thi. Mere andar ka wo naya, behaya roop meri parda-nasheen sharafat par poori tarah haavi ho chuka tha. Vivaan ke auzar ke nikalte hi jo khalipan mere jism me paida hua tha, usne meri aql ko poori tarah sunn kar diya tha.
 
Main bechaini ke maare bistar se uthi. Mere nange pair thandi tiles par padte hi kaamp gaye, par mera dhyan apne jism par nahi, balki kamre me bikhri us shaitani mehak par tha. Meri nazar farsh par pade Vivaan ke utaare hue kapdon par gayi. Maine bina kuchh soch-samajh jhuk kar uski t-shirt aur jeans ko apne dono haathon me utha liya. Uski us t-shirt me uske jawan muscular jism ka paseena, mehangi cigarette ka teekha dhuaan aur uske qeemti perfume ki khushboo aapas me mili hui thi.
 
Maine un kapdon ko apne chehre par lapet liya aur ek lambi, gehri saans kheenchi "Uff... Haaye***..." Uski wo mardana mehak mere dimaag me chhadti chali gayi. Main un kapdon ko apne seene aur apni 36D ki bhari hui chuchiyon se chipka kar wahi farsh par baith gayi. Mera poora badan kaamp raha tha aur mere munh se bekhudi me us zaalim ka naam nikalne laga "Vivaan... zaalim Vivaan... kya kar diya tumne mere sath... uff Vivaan... kitne zaalim ho tum..."
 
Main use zaalim keh kar dosh de rahi thi, par mere haath uske kapdon ko aur kas kar apne jism se ragad rahe the. Main apni hi is haalat par hairaan thi, par mera badan us zaalim ke sparsh aur uski garmi ke liye gidgida raha tha. Main bilkul ek paagal deewani ki tarah uske kapdon ko sunghte hue uski ratt lagaye ja rahi thi.
 
"KHAT... !" Achanak gussalkhane ka darwaza khula aur uski tez aawaz se mera dhyan bhatka. Mera kaleja dhak se reh gaya. Vivaan bathroom ke baahar nikal aaya tha. Uske jism par ek bhi kapda nahi tha, uske baalon se paani ke qatre tapak kar uske choude, muscular seene aur abs par hote hue neeche gir rahe the. Wo bilkul nanga, apne jawan aur kasrat-shuda wajood ke sath baahar khada tha.
 
Main wahi farsh par nangi baithi hui thi, mere haathon me uske utaare hue gande kapde the jinhe maine apne chehre aur chuchiyon se chipka rakha tha, aur mere hothon par abhi bhi uske naam ki zikr thi.
 
Vivaan ne jab mujhe is haalat me dekha, uske utaare hue kapdon ko sunghte hue, paaglon ki tarah uske naam ki ratt lagate hue, toh wo ek pal ke liye ruk gaya. Us badmash ke chehre par ek aisi behad gandi, jeet se bhari aur shaitani muskaan aa gayi jo meri bachi-khuchi izzat ko aag lagane ke liye kaafi thi. Usne apni surkh aankhon se meri is zaleel haalat ko sar se paon tak dekha.
 
"Oho... Samreen Aunty!" Vivaan ne apni bhari, mardana aur mazaak udate hui aawaz me kaha. "Ye kya ho raha hai? Mere bathroom me jaate hi meri yaad me itni paagal ho gayi ki mere gande kapde sunghne lagi? Mere laude ke bina khaalipan mehsoos ho rha hai kya aapko?"
 
Uski wo baat sunte hi mere haath se uske kapde chhoot kar farsh par gir gaye. Mera chehra sharm aur zillat ke maare tamatar ki tarah laal ho gaya, par main wahan se hil bhi nahi saki. Main us badmash ladke ke samne poori tarah se benaqab ho chuki thi.

To Be Continued...