Yesterday, 09:07 AM
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Colony ke naam se jani jaane wali woh badi si bastion, “Shanti Vihar”, city ke kinare basaya gaya ek aisa samuh tha jahan log ek dusre ke ghar mein bina dastak ke ghus jaate the. Sau se zyada flat, do blocks, ek central park, aur har taraf se aati hui aawazein—bachchon ki chilahat, pressure cooker ki seeti, aur raat ke andhere mein kisi ke bedroom se nikalta hua daba hua siskariya. Yahan koi akele nahi rehta tha. Yahan har cheez sabko pata chal jaati thi.
Us colony mein ek naya kirayedaar aaya.
Uske naam se log pehle hafte sirf itna jaante the—“Aarav”. Bais-teess saal ka, seedha-saada, lekin aisa chehra jo dekhte hi ruk jaaye. Lambi ungliyan, chaude kandhe, jawani ki woh taji nami jo kapdon ke neeche se bhi mehsoos hoti thi. Pehle hafte woh chhote se 2BHK mein akele rehta tha. Doosre hafte, bilkul usi flat se, ek aurat nikalati—Suman. Unnees-tees ke beech umar, gori chamdi, bhari hui chhati, patli kamar, aur aankhein jo dekhte hi kisi ko behka dein. Woh kehti thi, “Yeh mera beta Aarav hai. Main uski maa Suman.”
Sach yeh tha ki dono ek hi the.
Aarav—ya jo bhi uske andar tha—us shakti ko samajh nahi paaya tha. Har hafta, raat ke baarah baje, uska shareer badal jaata. Ek hafta mard, ek hafte aurat. Pehle pehle dar, phir utsukta, phir ek gehra, andhera sa laalach. Usne faisla kiya: is colony mein hi basna hai. Yahan log itne close hain ki raaz chhupana mushkil hai, lekin yahi closeness uske kaam aayegi. Woh unhein batayega ki Suman uski maa hai aur Aarav uska beta. Is jhoot ke peeche woh apni asliyat chhupa lega, aur is jhoot ke sahare woh un sab tak pahunchega jo uske laalach ko khila sake.
Pehle din, mard roop mein, Aarav ne flat ka kiraya diya. Building ke caretaker, Brijesh, ne usse ghoora. “Akela rehte ho?”
“Haan. Maa kabhi-kabhi aati rahegi.”
Brijesh ne sir hilaaya, lekin uski nazar Aarav ke kandhon aur patle kamar par atak gayi.
Us raat Aarav ne apne aap ko sheeshe mein dekha. Lund pehle se hi thoda sa uth raha tha. Usne socha—agar main aurat ban jaun, to yeh lund kahan jayega? Kya choot ban jayegi? Kya doodh aa jayenge? Us soch ne uske pet mein ajeeb si garmi bhar di.
Doosre hafte, raat ke baarah baje, dard shuru hua. Haddi-haddi mein khichav, chamdi ka tanav, aur phir woh narmi. Subah jab usne aankh kholi, to sheeshe mein Suman thi. Bhari hui, gol, badi chhatiyan, gulabi nipples, patli kamar, aur janghon ke beech gili, soft choot. Usne haath neeche le jaakar apni ungliyon se choot ko chhua—garam, geeli, aur itni sensitive ki sirf chhune se uske pair kaamp gaye.
Us din Suman ban kar woh park mein baithi. Colony ki auratein uske paas aayi. Rina, 28 saal, do bachchon ki maa, chhoti si kamar aur badi si gaand wali. “Aap nayi hain?”
“Haan. Beta Aarav yahan rehta hai. Main kabhi-kabhi aati hoon.”
Rina ki nazar Suman ki chhatiyon par atak gayi. “Bahut sundar ho aap.”
Shaam ko Rina ne Suman ko apne ghar bulaya. “Chai piyogi?”
Andar jaate hi Rina ne darwaza band kiya. “Main aapko dekh ke… pareshan ho gayi.”
Suman ne muskura kar uska haath apni chhati par rakh diya. “Toh dekh lo achhe se.”
Rina ke haath kaamp rahe the. Usne Suman ke blouse ke button khole. Badi, bhari, naram chhatiyan bahar aayi. Nipples pehle se hi sakht the. Rina ne muh laga diya. Chusti se choosne lagi. Suman ki aankhein band ho gayi. “Haan… aise hi… doodh nahi hai, lekin choos.”
Rina ne neeche haath le jaakar Suman ki skirt upar ki. Panty geeli thi. Usne ungli andar daali. “Itni gili… maa banne ke baad bhi itni garam?”
Suman ne uske baal pakad liye. “Chup chap choos. Aur neeche jaa.”
Rina ghutnon ke bal baith gayi. Suman ki choot ko chaatne lagi—lambi, geeli jeebh se, clit ko dabochte hue. Suman ki siskariyan nikalne lagi. “Haan… aur zor se… apni ungli gaand mein daal.”
Rina ne daal di. Ek ungli choot mein, ek gaand mein. Suman ka shareer kaamp utha. Woh jhad gayi—garam pani ki tarah, Rina ke muh par.
Rina ne uth kar apni saari utaar di. Uske bhi bade doodh the, lekin Suman se kam. “Ab meri baari.”
Suman ne usse bed par litaya. Apni jeebh se Rina ki choot chaati, phir do ungliyan andar daal kar zor-zor se chalayi. Rina chillane lagi. “Aahh… maa… mat rukna…”
Suman ne uske muh par haath rakh diya. “Chup. Colony waale sun lenge.”
Jab dono thak kar leti, to Rina ne poocha, “Aapka beta… kitna sundar hai. Kabhi aapke saath rehta hai?”
Suman ne muskura kar jawab diya, “Haan. Woh mera sab kuch hai.”
Us raat Suman ne apne flat mein aakar sheeshe mein khud ko dekha. Choot ab bhi geeli thi. Usne socha—agle hafte jab main Aarav banunga, to Rina ko kaise chodunga. Uske muh mein lund daalunga, uski gaand faadunga, aur usse kehunga ki main uski maa ka beta hoon.
Colony ab uske liye sirf rehne ki jagah nahi thi. Yeh uska shikar-gaah banne wala tha.
Agle din, building ke neeche, ek naya chehra dikha—Kavita. 32 saal, husband Dubai mein, akeli, aur aankhon mein woh bhook jo chhupti nahi. Usne Suman ko dekha aur ruk gayi. “Aap… Aarav ki maa?”
Suman ne sir hilaaya.
Kavita ne dheere se kaha, “Main aapke beta ko dekh ke… pareshan ho jaati hoon. Woh itna… handsome hai.”
Suman ke andar kuch hil gaya. Ab game shuru hone wala tha.
Raat ke do baj rahe the. Suman ke shareer mein woh pehli khichav shuru ho chuki thi jo har hafta aati thi. Haddi-haddi mein dard, chamdi ka tanav, aur pet ke andar ek gehra, andhera sa khinchav. Woh bathroom ke sheeshe ke saamne khadi thi, dono haath sink par tikaye hue. Aankhon ke saamne uski bhari chhatiyan, gulabi nipples, aur neeche ki geeli, soft choot—sab kuch dheere-dheere badalne laga.
Dard itna teez tha ki usne daant pees liye. Phir, ek ajeeb si garmi ne uske seene se lekar janghon tak faelna shuru kiya. Jaise koi purani, soyi hui cheez andar se jag uthi ho.
Us waqt, pehli baar, yaad aayi.
Woh yaad bilkul saaf thi. Paanch saal pehle. Ek chhote se pahadi shehar ka puraana mandir. Aarav tab sirf Aarav tha—ek ordinary ladka jo apni zindagi se tang aa chuka tha. Uske maa-baap nahi the. Rishteydaar ne use chhod diya tha. Ek raat, baarish mein bheegta hua, woh mandir ke andar ghus gaya. Andar andhera tha, bas ek diya jal raha tha. Deewar par purani, dhundhli si nakashi—ek aadmi aur ek aurat ka shareer ek dusre mein ghulta hua, aur unke beech ek teesra roop.
Usne haath badha kar us nakashi ko chhua.
Us chhoone ke saath hi kuch toot gaya.
Ek awaaz, jo uske dimaag ke andar se aayi, bilkul saaf:
“Jo chahe woh ban. Ek hafte mard, ek hafte naar. Lekin is shakti ka mol hai. Jo tu chhelega, woh tujhe bhi chhelega. Jo tu jhooth bolega, woh jhooth tujhe kha jayega.”
Phir dard. Itna teez ki usne cheekh maari. Subah jab aankh khuli, toh uska shareer badal chuka tha. Pehli baar woh aurat bani thi—Suman. Usne apne aap ko sheeshe mein dekha, haath se apni nayi choot ko chhua, aur usi raat pehli baar khud se hi jhad gayi. Uske baad har hafta yahi hota raha. Kabhi woh is shakti se darta tha, kabhi isse nafrat karta tha, lekin dheere-dheere yeh uska sabse bada hathyar ban gaya.
Ab, Shanti Vihar ke us chhote se bathroom mein, jab uska shareer dobara mard ban raha tha, toh woh yaad aur tez ho gayi. Nakashi ki woh aankhein… jaise dekh rahi hon. Jaise keh rahi hon: “Ab tu is colony mein bas gaya hai. Ab tu is shakti ka asli istemaal karega.”
Subah jab Aarav bana, toh uska lund pehle se hi sakht tha. Lambaa, mota, aur itna garam ki usne haath lagate hi siskari nikaali. Usne yaad kiya Rina ko—uski geeli choot, uski badi gaand, aur uske muh se nikalta hua “maa” ka shabd. Phir Kavita ka chehra aaya. Dubai wale husband wali woh aurat jiski aankhon mein bhook saaf dikhai deti thi.
Aarav ne faisla kiya. Aaj hi.
Shaam ko woh Kavita ke flat ke bahar khada tha. Darwaza khula. Kavita ne use dekha aur ek pal ke liye saans ruk gayi. “Aarav… aap?”
“Haan.” Usne seedha andar ghus kar darwaza band kiya. “Maa ne kaha tha aap mujhe dekh ke pareshan ho jaati ho.”
Kavita ka chehra laal ho gaya. “Woh… maine bas…”
Aarav ne uske muh par ungli rakh di. “Chup. Aaj main dekhna chahta hoon ki aap kitni pareshan ho.”
Usne Kavita ko deewar se sata diya. Ek haath se uska kurta upar kiya, doosre se bra khol di. Bade, naram doodh bahar aaye. Nipples pehle se hi sakht the. Aarav ne muh laga diya—zor se choosa, daant se halka kaata. Kavita ki siskari nikal padi. “Aahh… dheere…”
“Dheere nahi.” Aarav ne uski skirt neeche gira di. Panty geeli thi. Usne ungli andar daali—garam, tight choot. “Itni gili… sirf mujhe dekh ke?”
Kavita ne sir hilaaya. “Haan… aapki maa… itni sundar hai… aur aap…”
Aarav ne usse bed par dhakel diya. Apna pant khola. Lund bahar aaya—mota, naseela, aur itna sakht ki sir se paani nikal raha tha. Kavita ki aankhein phail gayi. “Itna… bada…”
“Muh khol.”
Usne lund uske muh mein threes diya. Kavita ne choosna shuru kiya—gehra, geela, aur bhookha. Aarav ne uske baal pakad liye aur zor-zor se pelne laga. “Haan… aise hi… maa ki tarah choos.”
Kavita ne aankhein upar ki. “Aapki… maa?”
“Haan.” Aarav ne muskura kar kaha. “Kal woh yahan thi. Aaj main. Same blood. Same hunger.”
Usne lund nikaal kar Kavita ko ulta litaya. Gaand upar ki. Thook laga kar pehle ek ungli, phir do. Phir lund seedha uski gaand mein dhakel diya. Kavita cheekhi. “Aahh… faad mat…!”
“Faadunga.” Aarav ne zor se pelna shuru kiya. Har dhakke ke saath Kavita ki gaand phailti gayi, uske doodh bed se takraate rahe, aur uske muh se gandi gaaliyan nikalne lagi. “Haan… chod… apni maa ki tarah chod…!”
Aarav ne uski choot mein bhi ungliyaan daal di. Ek saath gaand aur choot. Kavita jhadti rahi—ek baar, do baar, teesri baar. Jab Aarav ne apna pani uski gaand ke andar giraaya, toh dono kaamp rahe the.
Baad mein, jab Kavita saans le rahi thi, Aarav ne uske kaan mein kaha, “Agle hafte maa aayegi. Tab tum dono ko saath mein lunga.”
Kavita ne aankhein kholi. “Dono…?”
Aarav ne muskura kar jawab diya, “Haan. Maa aur beta. Ek saath.”
Us raat jab woh apne flat mein wapas aaya, toh bathroom ke sheeshe mein usne apne aap ko dekha. Aankhon mein wohi andhera tha jo mandir ki nakashi mein tha. Shakti ne use chuna tha. Ab yeh colony uska khel ka maidan ban chuka tha.
Aur khel abhi shuru hi hua tha.
Story Title:
“Roopantar Ki Pyasi Raatein”
(A Lusty Chronicle of Flesh, Lies & Forbidden Hunger)
Part 3
Raat ke teen baj rahe the jab Aarav ne apne flat ka darwaza band kiya. Kavita ka swaad ab bhi uske lund par chipka hua tha—uski gaand ka tight gherao, uske muh se nikalta hua “maa” ka shabd, aur uske doodhon ki narmi. Lekin aaj sirf yaad nahi thi. Aaj andar kuch hil raha tha.
Woh bathroom mein gaya. Sheeshe ke saamne khada hokar apne shareer ko dekha. Lund ab bhi adha sakht tha. Usne haath se usse dabaya, lekin is baar sirf maza nahi aaya. Ek ajeeb si khichav pet ke andar thi—jaise koi poorani awaaz dobara bol rahi ho.
“Jo tu chhelega, woh tujhe bhi chhelega.”
Usne aankhein band kar li. Mandir ki woh nakashi dobara saamne aa gayi. Is baar aur saaf. Aadmi aur aurat ka shareer ek dusre mein ghulta hua, aur unke beech se nikalta hua teesra roop—jo na poora mard tha, na poori naar. Uske chehre par ek muskaan thi jo dekhte hi rakt jama deti thi.
Aarav ne aankhein kholi.
Ab samajh aa raha tha.
Yeh shakti sirf badalne ka vardan nahi thi. Yeh ek sauda thi. Har baar jab woh kisi ko chodta, us shakti ka ek hissa uske andar aur gehra utar jaata. Har baar jab woh “maa” aur “beta” ka jhooth bolta, woh jhooth uske khoon mein mil jaata.
Usne faisla kiya—ab sirf maza nahi lena. Ab is shakti ko poori tarah se kholna hai.
Subah uthte hi usne Rina ko message kiya.
“Aaj raat aa. Akeli. Aur Kavita ko bhi le aana.”
Shaam ko dono aa gayi.
Rina ne pehle hi blouse ke do button khole hue the. Kavita ki aankhon mein ab bhi kal raat ka nasha tha. Aarav ne unhein living room mein khada kiya aur seedha kaha,
“Aaj main dono ko ek saath lunga. Aur agle hafte jab maa aayegi, tab bhi.”
Rina ki saans ruk gayi. “Aapki… maa?”
“Haan.” Aarav ne apna shirt utaar diya. “Woh bhi yahi shareer hai. Bas roop alag. Ab kapde utaaro.”
Dono ne ek dusre ki taraf dekha, phir dheere-dheere kapde girane lage.
Rina ki badi, naram gaand pehle nazar aayi. Kavita ke bade doodh, sakht nipples ke saath. Aarav ne unhein apne paas khincha. Ek haath se Rina ki choot mein ungli daali, doosre se Kavita ke doodh ko zor se dabaaya.
“Itni gili… dono.” Usne Rina ki ungliyon se geela pan nikaal kar Kavita ke muh mein daal diya. “Chakh. Apni saheli ka swaad.”
Kavita ne choosa. Rina ki siskari nikal padi.
Aarav ne unhein bed par litaya—Rina neeche, Kavita uske upar. Dono ki choot ek dusre se satti hui. Usne pehle Rina ki gaand mein lund dhakel diya. Zor ka dhakka. Rina cheekhi. Phir usne Kavita ki choot mein do ungliyaan daal kar unhein saath-saath chalaya.
“Dekho… maa ka beta tum dono ko ek saath chod raha hai.”
Har dhakke ke saath Rina ki gaand phailti gayi. Kavita ne jhuk kar Rina ke doodh choosne shuru kar diye. Aarav ne lund nikaal kar seedha Kavita ki choot mein pel diya. Gili, tight, aur itni garam ki uske pair kaamp uthe. Phir wapas Rina ki gaand mein. Phir Kavita. Phir dono ki choot ko ek saath chaat’te hue.
Rina jhadti rahi. Kavita ke muh se sirf gaaliyan nikal rahi thin—“Chod… faad… apni maa ki tarah…!”
Jab Aarav ne apna pani pehle Rina ki gaand mein, phir Kavita ke muh mein giraaya, toh dono kaamp rahe the. Safed, geela pani unke chehron aur doodhon par chipak gaya tha.
Baad mein, jab kamra sirf saanson se bhara tha, Aarav ne unhein kaha,
“Agle hafte Suman aayegi. Tab tum dono uske saath bhi soogi. Aur main dekhunga.”
Rina ne aankhein kholi. “Aap… dekhoge?”
“Haan.” Usne muskura kar jawaab diya. “Kyunki main aur woh… ek hi hain.”
Us raat jab dono chali gayi, Aarav bathroom mein gaya. Sheeshe mein uska chehra thoda sa badla hua laga. Aankhon ke peeche wohi andhera, lekin is baar aur gehra.
Usne haath se apne lund ko chhua. Ab bhi thoda sa geela tha—Kavita aur Rina ka mila-jula swaad.
Aur tab, pehli baar, usne awaaz suni.
Bilkul saaf. Mandir wali awaaz.
“Ab tu samajh gaya.
Jo tu unhein chodega, woh tujhe andar se khayega.
Ek din tu na mard rahega, na naar.
Sirf bhook.”
Aarav ne sheeshe mein apni aankhein dekhi.
Muskura diya.
“Toh khane de.”
Bahar colony ke park mein ek naya chehra baitha tha.
Ek aadmi.
Kaafi dinon se us building ko ghoor raha tha.
Uske haath mein ek purani tasveer thi—mandir ki usi nakashi ki.
Woh dheere se bola,
“Mil gaya… shakti wala.”
Subah ka ujala dheere-dheere Aarav ke bedroom ki khidki se andar aaya.
Kamre mein ab bhi kal raat ki geeli khushboo bachi hui thi—Rina ki gaand ka thoda sa gandh, Kavita ke muh ka meetha-sa swaad, aur uske apne jhadne ke baad bikhari hui wo garam nami. Aarav bed par litta hua tha. Chadar uske kamar tak hi thi. Lund neeche halka sa soya hua, lekin poori tarah se shant nahi. Jaise ab bhi yaad kar raha ho ki kal raat usne do chooton aur ek tight gaand ko kaise baari-baari se bhara tha.
Usne aankhein kholi. Ceiling ko dekhte hue uske dimaag mein kal ki awaazein ghoom rahi thin.
Rina ka woh daba hua “Ahhh… dheere… ahhh faad mat…”
Kavita ka geela, bhookha “Hmmph… aur andar… haan… chod…”
Aur uske khud ke dhakkon ki awaaz—thap-thap-thap—jab uska mota lund unki geeli cheezon ke andar baar-baar ghus raha tha.
Aarav ne haath neeche le jaakar apne lund ko halka sa dabaya. Ab bhi thoda sa geela tha. Usne ungli se us nami ko uthaya aur muh ke paas le jaakar soongha. Kavita aur Rina ka mila-jula swaad. Pet ke andar ek gehri, andheri si garmi fail gayi.
Woh uth kar bathroom gaya. Sheeshe ke saamne khada hokar apne shareer ko dheere-dheere dekha.
Chaude kandhe, tight pet, aur neeche latakta hua lund jo ab dheere-dheere phir se uthne laga tha. Usne haath se usse pakda, ek baar upar se neeche tak sahlaaya, lekin is baar jhadne ki koi jaldi nahi thi. Aaj usne faisla kiya tha—har cheez ko dheere se lenge. Har saans, har chhoo, har siskari ko poori tarah se mehsoos karega.
Shaam ko usne Rina ko phone kiya.
Awaaz mein jaan-bhoojh kar thakan rakhte hue kaha, “Aaj raat aa. Akeli. Kavita ko mat lana. Aaj sirf tu.”
Rina ki saans doosri taraf se thodi tez ho gayi. “Sirf… main?”
“Haan. Aaj main tujhe dheere se lena chahta hoon. Poori tarah se.”
Raat ke nau baje Rina aayi.
Usne halka sa pink colour ka maxi pehna tha. Neeche kuch nahi. Aarav ne darwaza kholte hi uski aankhon mein dekh kar samajh liya. Usne bina kuch kahe Rina ka haath pakda aur use seedha bedroom le gaya. Light dim thi. Sirf bedside lamp jal raha tha.
Aarav ne Rina ko bed ke kinare khada kiya.
Dheere-dheere uske maxi ke straps neeche kiye. Kapda uske shareer se phisal kar farsh par gir gaya. Ab Rina bilkul nangi thi.
Aarav ne ek kadam peeche hat kar use dekhna shuru kiya.
Uske bade, naram doodh—gol, thode se bhaari, nipples pehle se hi thode sakht. Kamar patli. Aur neeche… woh badi, gol, soft gaand jo kal raat uske lund ko itna tight suck kar rahi thi. Janghon ke beech thodi si nami pehle se chamak rahi thi.
Rina ne sharmaate hue kaha, “Itni der se dekh rahe ho…”
Aarav ne jawaab diya, “Kyunki aaj main har cheez dekhna chahta hoon. Jaldi nahi karni.”
Usne Rina ko bed par litaya. Khud uske upar aaya, lekin abhi lund nahi lagaya. Pehle sirf muh.
Dheere-dheere uske gale ko choosa. Phir kandhe. Phir doodh ke upar wale hisse ko. Jab usne nipple ko muh mein liya, toh Rina ki pehli siskari nikalii—
“Ahhh… hmm…”
Aarav ne us nipple ko jeebh se ghumaya, halka sa kaata, phir zor se choosa. Rina ka haath uske baalon mein chala gaya.
“Aarav… aahh… aur zor se chooso na…”
Usne doosra doodh bhi same tarah se liya. Ab Rina ke muh se lagataar awaazein aa rahi thin—
“Hmmph… ahhh… haan… wahan… ahhh fuck…”
Aarav ne dheere-dheere neeche kiya. Pet ko chooma. Phir naabh. Phir aur neeche. Jab uski jeebh Rina ki choot ke upar lagi, toh Rina ka poora shareer uchal pada.
“Aahhh…! Aarav… dheere… ahhh…”
Usne jeebh se pehle sirf upar-upar se sahlaaya. Clit ko halka sa dabaaya. Phir poori jeebh andar tak daal di. Rina ki choot pehle se geeli thi. Uske muh mein uska swaad fail gaya—thoda khatta, thoda meetha, bilkul garam.
Rina ab zor-zor se siskiyaan le rahi thi—
“Ahhh… haan… chaat… ahhh aur andar… hmmph… meri choot chaat… ahhh…”
Aarav ne do ungliyaan dheere se andar daali. Rina ki deewar kitni soft aur tight thi, yeh usne pehli baar itni shaanti se mehsoos kiya. Har baar jab ungliyaan andar jaati, Rina ka muh se awaaz nikalti—
“Ummph… ahhh… aur… ahhh haan wahan… mat nikaal… ahhh…”
Aarav ne un ungliyon ko andar hi ghumaya. Clit ko jeebh se dabochte hue. Rina ka shareer ab kaampne laga tha. Uske pair Aarav ke kandhon par tight ho gaye.
“Main… main jhadne wali hoon… ahhh Aarav… ruk mat… ahhhh…!”
Usne rukna nahi tha. Ungliyaan aur tez ki, jeebh aur zor se. Rina ek gehre, lambe moan ke saath jhad gayi—
“Aaaaaahhhhh… fuck… ahhh… ahhh… hmmph…”
Uske shareer se garam pani ki tarah ras nikal kar Aarav ke muh aur chin par lag gaya. Aarav ne sab chaat liya. Phir uth kar apna pant khola.
Lund ab poori tarah se sakht tha—mota, naseela, sir se paani tipak raha tha. Usne Rina ki taangon ko aur khola. Lund ko uski geeli choot par rakh kar dheere-dheere ragda.
Rina ne aankhein khol kar dekha. “Andar… daalo… ahhh please…”
Aarav ne pehla dhakka bohot dheere diya. Sirf sirhana andar gaya. Rina ki awaaz badal gayi—
“Ummph… ahhh… bada… ahhh dheere…”
Doosra dhakka. Adha lund.
“Ahhh… haan… aur… ahhh…”
Teesra. Poora.
Jab uska poora lund Rina ki choot ke andar gaya, dono ek saath saans rok kar reh gaye. Aarav ne kuch der bilkul hilaaya nahi. Sirf andar rah kar mehsoos kiya ki uski choot uske lund ko kitni tight suck kar rahi hai.
Phir usne hilna shuru kiya.
Dheere. Bohot dheere.
Har dhakka poora. Har baar nikaalte hue almost bahar tak, phir dheere se poora andar.
Rina ke muh se ab lagataar awaazein aa rahi thin—
“Ahhh… ahhh… haan… aise… ahhh chod… dheere… ahhh fuck… meri choot… ahhh…”
Aarav ne uske doodh pakad liye. Zor se dabaaye. Nipples ko ungliyon se roll kiya. Rina ki awaaz aur teez hoti gayi.
“Ahhh… ahhh… main phir se… ahhh jhadungi… ahhh Aarav… ahhhh…!”
Usne pace thoda badhaya. Ab dhakke thode tez the, lekin abhi bhi control mein. Rina ki choot se geeli awaazein aa rahi thin—squelch-squelch—har baar jab lund andar-bahar ho raha tha.
“Sun… teri choot ki awaaz… kitni gandi… ahhh…” Aarav ne kaha.
Rina sharm se muh band karne lagi, lekin Aarav ne uske muh se haath hata diya. “Nahi. Awaaz nikaal. Poori.”
Rina ne chhod diya.
“Ahhh… ahhh… chod… ahhh meri choot chod… ahhh haan… aise… ahhh faad… ahhh…!”
Jab woh doosri baar jhadi, toh uska shareer itna kaampa ki Aarav ko bhi rokna pada. Usne lund andar hi rakha aur Rina ke kaampne ka wait kiya. Phir dobara shuru kiya.
Is baar usne Rina ko ulta kiya. Gaand upar.
Lund ko uski geeli choot se nikaal kar gaand ke ched par rakha. Thook giraaya. Ungli se failaya. Phir dheere se dabaya.
Rina ki awaaz bilkul badal gayi—
“Ahhh… ahhh nahi… dheere… ahhh bada hai… ahhh… ummph…!”
Aarav ne bohot control se andar dhakela. Pehle sirf thoda. Phir thoda aur. Jab adha lund uski gaand mein gaya, Rina ne bedsheet pakad li.
“Ahhh… ahhh fuck… ahhh andar… ahhh…!”
Poora lund jab uski gaand ke andar gaya, toh Aarav ne ruk kar mehsoos kiya. Itni tight. Itni garam. Har dhakke ke saath Rina ki gaand uske lund ko aur zor se dabochti thi.
Ab usne dheere-dheere pelna shuru kiya.
Rina ke muh se sirf toot-ti hui awaazein aa rahi thin—
“Ahhh… ahhh… gaand… ahhh chod… ahhh dheere… ahhh… ummph… ahhh haan… aise… ahhh…!”
Aarav ne ek haath aage le jaakar uski choot mein ungliyaan daal di. Ab woh uski gaand aur choot dono ek saath le raha tha. Rina paagal hone lagi.
“Ahhh… ahhh… dono… ahhh… main… ahhh jhad… ahhhhh…!”
Woh teesri baar jhadi. Is baar itni zor se ki uski gaand ne Aarav ke lund ko itna tight kar diya ki use khud ko rokna pada. Usne kuch der aur pela, phir apna pani uski gaand ke gehre andar gira diya.
Garam. Geela. Bahut.
Dono kuch der aise hi pade rahe. Sirf bhaari saansein.
Aarav ne dheere se lund nikaala. Rina ki gaand se uska pani dheere-dheere bahar aa raha tha.
Usne Rina ko apni taraf khinch kar litaya. Uske baal sehlaaye.
Rina ne thaki hui awaaz mein kaha, “Itna… dheere… pehli baar kisi ne itna dheere choda…”
Aarav ne kuch nahi kaha. Sirf uske maathe par ek choom liya.
Raat ke barah bajne mein ab sirf aadha ghanta baaki tha.
Aarav ne mehsoos kiya. Shareer ke andar woh purani khichav shuru ho chuki thi. Haddi-haddi mein dard. Chamdi ka tanav.
Rina so rahi thi.
Aarav ne dheere se bed se utar kar bathroom ka darwaza band kiya. Sheeshe ke saamne khada ho gaya.
Dard badhne laga.
Usne daant pees liye.
Is baar badlaav pehle se zyada teez tha. Jaise shakti khud jaldi kar rahi ho.
Jab dard khatam hua, toh sheeshe mein Suman khadi thi.
Bhari hui chhatiyan. Gulabi, sakht nipples. Patli kamar. Aur janghon ke beech… woh geeli, soft choot jo ab uski apni thi.
Suman ne haath neeche le jaakar apni choot ko chhua.
Abhi bhi thodi geeli thi—Rina ke ras ki yaad.
Usne do ungliyaan andar daali aur dheere se chalaya.
Muh se pehli awaaz nikalii—
“Ahhh… hmm…”
Usne aankhein band kar li.
Ab sochne lagi… agle hafte jab main yeh shareer le kar rahungi, toh kaun mujhe chodega. Kaun meri is nayi choot ko bharega. Kaun meri gaand mein lund daalega.
Aur tab, bahar se ek halki si dastak hui.
Darwaze par.
Suman ne aankhein kholi.
Heart zor se dhadakne laga.
Darwaze par dastak phir se hui.
Is baar thodi tez.
Suman ne bathroom ke andher e mein khadi hokar saans rok li. Abhi-abhi uska shareer badla tha. Chamdi ab bhi thodi si jalan mehsoos kar rahi thi, jaise koi naya kapda pehna ho jo abhi body se chipka nahi. Usne haath se apni nayi chhatiyon ko dabaya—bhaari, naram, aur itni sensitive ki halka sa dabaav bhi uske pet ke neeche garmi bhej raha tha. Neeche uski choot ab bhi thodi geeli thi, kal raat ki yaadon se.
Usne dheere se bathroom ka darwaza khola. Bedroom mein Rina ab bhi soyi hui thi, muh ke bal, chadar sirf uski gaand tak. Uske baal chehre par bikhre hue the. Suman ne ek pal ke liye use dekha. Kal raat Aarav ban kar usne is aurat ko jitni dheere se choda tha, uski yaad ab uske naye shareer mein ajeeb si tarah se gunguna rahi thi. Jaise shareer khud yaad rakh raha ho.
Dastak teesri baar hui.
Suman ne apne aap ko sambhala. Usne Rina ki maxi uthayi aur jaldi se pehan li. Mirror mein ek nazar daali—chehra thoda thaka hua, lekin aankhein teez. Yeh Suman ka roop tha. Colony mein yahi roop “Aarav ki maa” ke naam se jaana jaata tha. Usne dheere se bedroom ka darwaza band kiya aur living room ki taraf badhi.
Darwaza kholte hi uske saamne ek aadmi khada tha.
Kaafi dinon se building ke bahar ghoomne wala wahi aadmi. Umra shayad pentalis ke aas-paas. Chehre par halki si dadhi, aankhon mein ek ajeeb si shaanti jo darane wali thi. Uske haath mein ek purani, folded paper thi.
Usne Suman ko upar se neeche tak dekha. Phir bola, awaaz mein koi jaldbazi nahi thi,
“Tum ho. Shakti wali.”
Suman ka haath darwaze ke handle par sakht ho gaya.
“Aap kaun hain?”
Aadmi ne dheere se muskura kar kaha, “Naam se kya hoga. Main us mandir ka dekhne wala hoon. Jahaan se yeh shakti uthati hai. Paanch saal pehle ek ladka wahaan gaya tha. Baarish mein bheegta hua. Usne nakashi chhui thi.”
Suman ki saans thodi tez ho gayi. Usne darwaza poora nahi khola, lekin band bhi nahi kiya.
“Aapko kya chahiye?”
“Sirf baat karni hai.” Aadmi ne paper aage badhaya. “Yeh dekh lo. Phir faisla karna.”
Suman ne paper liya. Khola.
Andar usi mandir ki nakashi ki ek purani tasveer thi. Lekin is baar tasveer ke neeche kuch likha tha—purani lipi mein. Aadmi ne khud padh kar sunaaya:
“Jo shareer badlega, uska dil bhi badlega.
Jo jhooth bolega, woh jhooth uska khoon ban jayega.
Ek din aisa aayega jab woh na mard rahega, na naar.
Sirf bhook. Aur bhook kabhi nahi bharegi.”
Suman ne paper wapas kar diya. Uske haath thode kaamp rahe the, lekin usne awaaz mein koi darr nahi aane diya.
“Main isse pehle bhi jaanti hoon.”
Aadmi ne sir hilaaya. “Jaanti ho, lekin samajhti nahi. Har baar jab tum kisi ko chhooti ho, is roop mein ya us roop mein, shakti tumhare andar aur gehra utarti hai. Kal raat tumne do auraton ko liya. Unka ras tumhare khoon mein mil gaya. Ab tumhari bhook unse bhi tez ho jayegi.”
Suman ne chup reh kar use dekha.
Andar uske naye shareer mein ek ajeeb si bechaini fail rahi thi. Jaise koi bhook jag rahi ho jo abhi-abhi paida hui ho. Usne apne aap se poocha—kya yeh aadmi sach bol raha hai? Kya har chudai ke baad woh thoda aur kho rahi hai?
Aadmi ne aage kaha, “Main tumhein rokne nahi aaya. Main sirf yeh batane aaya hoon ki is colony mein tum akeli nahi ho. Yahaan pehle bhi ek tha. Bahut pehle. Woh bhi maa-beta ka khel khelta tha. Ant mein uska kya hua, woh main baad mein bataunga. Abhi itna samajh lo—tumhari bhook badhegi. Aur jab bhook poori tarah se jag jayegi, toh tum khud decide nahi kar paogi ki kis roop mein rehna hai.”
Itna keh kar woh peeche hat gaya.
“Main phir aaunga. Jab tum taiyaar hoge.”
Darwaza band hote hi Suman ne peeth deewar se sata li. Saans tez thi. Usne apne haath ko dekha—ab yeh haath naram the, ungliyaan patli. Kal tak yahi haath Rina ki gaand ko pakad kar uske lund ko andar dhakel rahe the. Aaj yahi haath kaamp rahe the.
Woh bedroom mein wapas gayi.
Rina ab bhi soyi hui thi. Suman ne uske paas baith kar uske baal sehlaaye. Itni naram. Itni asl. Kal raat Aarav ban kar usne is aurat ke shareer ko jitna jaana tha, aaj Suman ban kar woh usse ek alag tarah se dekh rahi thi. Ek ajeeb si mamta aur ek gehli hui bhook dono ek saath.
Rina ne aankhein kholi.
Pehle toh use samajh nahi aaya. Phir usne Suman ko pehchana.
“Aap… Aarav ki maa?”
Suman ne dheere se muskura kar kaha, “Haan. Beta so raha hai doosre kamre mein. Main aa gayi thi.”
Rina ne jaldi se chadar khinchi. Sharm se uska chehra laal ho gaya.
“Main… main yahaan…”
“Main jaanti hoon.” Suman ne uska haath pakad liya. “Beta ne mujhe sab bata diya. Tum dono ki baat. Kavita ki bhi.”
Rina ki aankhein phail gayi. Woh kuch kehna chahti thi, lekin shabd nahi nikal rahe the.
Suman ne uske haath ko apne cheek se lagaya.
“Darne ki zaroorat nahi. Main kisi ko nahi bataungi. Lekin…” Usne Rina ki aankhon mein dekh kar kaha, “Main bhi dekhna chahti hoon. Jo beta dekh chuka hai.”
Rina ka shareer sakht ho gaya.
“Aap…?”
Suman ne uske muh ke bohot kareeb aa kar kaha, awaaz bilkul dheemi,
“Haan. Main bhi. Agar tum chaho.”
Rina ne kuch der kuch nahi kaha. Phir usne dheere se sir hilaaya.
Ek chhoti si, kaamp’ti hui ijazat.
Suman ne uske honthon ko chhua.
Pehla choom bohot halka tha. Sirf mehsoos karne ke liye. Doosra thoda gehra. Rina ke muh se ek dabi hui siskari nikalii—
“Hmm…”
Suman ne uske maxi ko dheere se upar kiya. Ab Rina ke bade doodh uske haath mein the. Kal raat Aarav ne inhein zor se dabaya tha, kaata tha. Aaj Suman ne inhein bilkul alag tarah se liya—naram, sehlate hue, nipples ko ungliyon se ghumate hue. Rina ki saans tez hone lagi.
“Aahh… aap… aahh…”
Suman ne uske nipple ko muh mein liya. Jeebh se ghumaya. Halka sa choosa. Rina ka haath Suman ke baalon mein chala gaya.
“Ahhh… hmm… aise… ahhh…”
Suman ne doosra doodh bhi same tarah se liya. Ab uske andar ki bhook thodi aur jag rahi thi. Usne Rina ki taangon ko khola. Ungliyon se uski choot ko chhua—kal raat ki tarah hi geeli. Lekin aaj yeh geelapan Suman ke liye alag tha. Jaise woh khud ko chhoo rahi ho.
Usne ek ungli dheere se andar daali.
Rina ki awaaz nikalii—
“Ummph… ahhh… aapki ungli… ahhh…”
Suman ne doosri ungli bhi daal di. Dheere-dheere chalaya. Rina ki choot uski ungliyon ko suck kar rahi thi. Suman ne jhuk kar uski clit ko jeebh se chhua.
Rina ab zor se siskiyaan le rahi thi—
“Ahhh… ahhh… chaat… ahhh haan… ahhh aap… ahhh…!”
Suman ne use chaat’te hue socha—kal main is choot mein lund daal kar chod raha tha. Aaj main isse chaat rahi hoon. Ek hi shareer. Do alag bhookein.
Rina jhadne ke kareeb thi. Suman ne ungliyaan tez ki, jeebh zor se dabayi.
Rina ki awaaz toot gayi—
“Aaaaaahhhhh… ahhh… ahhh fuck… ahhh…!”
Uske shareer se ras nikal kar Suman ke muh par lag gaya. Suman ne sab chaat liya. Phir uth kar Rina ke upar aa gayi. Unke doodh ek dusre se satt gaye. Suman ne apni geeli choot ko Rina ki choot se ragda.
Dono ki clit ek dusre se takra rahi thi.
Rina ne haath neeche le jaakar Suman ki choot mein ungli daal di.
“Aap bhi… ahhh… geeli ho… ahhh…”
Suman ki pehli badi siskari nikalii—
“Ahhh… haan… aise… ahhh andar… ahhh…!”
Woh dono ek dusre ki choot mein ungliyaan daale, ek dusre ke doodh chooste, ek dusre ki awaazon mein doobte hue jhadne lagi. Kamra unki siskariyon se bhar gaya—
“Ahhh… hmmph… ahhh haan… ahhh… ahhh…!”
Jab dono thak kar litte, toh Suman ne Rina ke maathe par ek choom liya.
Rina ne thaki hui awaaz mein poocha, “Aap… sach mein Aarav ki maa ho?”
Suman ne aankhein band kar li.
Andar uske dil mein ek ajeeb sa dard utha. Jhooth ab itna gehra ho gaya tha ki kabhi-kabhi woh khud bhi bhool jaati thi.
Usne dheere se kaha, “Haan. Main uski maa hoon.”
Rina ne uska haath pakad liya.
“Phir… aap dono… ek jaise kyoon lagte ho? Aankhein… bilkul same.”
Suman kuch nahi boli.
Usne sirf Rina ko apne se chipka liya.
Bahar, building ke neeche, woh aadmi ab bhi khada tha.
Usne apne phone mein kuch type kiya aur bhej diya.
Message tha:
“Shakti jag gayi hai. Ab bhook bhi jagayegi. Dekhte hain kitni der sambhaal paati hai.
Subah ka ujala ab poori tarah se kamre mein fail chuka tha.
Suman ab bhi Rina ke shareer se chipki hui thi. Unke doodh ek dusre se satte hue the, janghen thodi si khuli hui, aur dono ki choot ke beech ki nami ab thodi si sookh rahi thi. Rina ki saans ab bhi thodi tez thi. Uske baal Suman ke seene par bikhre hue the.
Suman ne aankhein kholi.
Ceiling ko dekhte hue uske dimaag mein kal raat wale aadmi ki awaaz ghoom rahi thi —
“Jo jhooth bolega, woh jhooth uska khoon ban jayega.”
Usne dheere se Rina ke baal sehlaaye. Ungliyan ab naram thin, kal ke Aarav wale haath se bilkul alag. Aaj yahi ungliyan Rina ki choot ke andar thin. Aaj yahi ungliyan uske apne shareer ki bhook ko jagaa rahi thin.
Rina ne aankhein khol kar Suman ko dekha.
Uske chehre par ab sharm nahi thi. Ek ajeeb si shaanti thi, jaise raat bhar jo hua usne uske andar kuch badal diya ho.
“Aapki aankhein…” Rina ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Bilkul Aarav jaisi hain.”
Suman ne kuch nahi kaha. Usne sirf Rina ke honthon par ek halka sa choom liya.
Rina ne uska haath pakad kar apne doodh par rakh diya.
“Phir se chhoo lo.”
Suman ne uske nipple ko ungliyon se ghumaya. Rina ki saans phir se tez ho gayi.
“Ahhh… aise… hmm…”
Lekin is baar Suman ne aage nahi badha. Usne haath hata liya.
“Ab nahi. Beta ab uthega. Tumhe jaana hoga.”
Rina ne thodi der chup reh kar kaha, “Main… main aapse darti nahi. Aarav se bhi nahi. Aap dono… ek jaise lagte ho.”
Suman ke dil mein ek teez dard sa utha.
Jhooth ab itna gehra ho gaya tha ki Rina ki yeh baat uske liye chaku ki tarah thi. Usne muskura kar Rina ke maathe par choom liya aur kaha, “Jaao. Kavita ko mat batana. Abhi nahi.”
Rina ne kapde pehne. Darwaze par jaate hue usne ek baar phir mud kar dekha.
“Main phir aaungi. Aapke liye bhi. Aur… unke liye bhi.”
Darwaza band hote hi Suman ne aankhein band kar li.
Uske shareer mein ab ek gehli hui bechaini fail rahi thi. Kal raat Rina ke saath jo hua tha, usne uski bhook ko aur jagaa diya tha. Lekin ab woh bhook sirf jismani nahi thi. Uske saath ek ajeeb sa darr bhi tha — kya sach mein har baar jab woh kisi ko chhooti hai, toh woh thoda aur kho rahi hai?
Woh uth kar bathroom gayi.
Sheeshe ke saamne khadi hokar apne naye shareer ko dheere-dheere dekha.
Bhari hui chhatiyan, gulabi nipples jo ab bhi thode sakht the, patli kamar, aur neeche uski choot — kal raat ki nami se thodi si suji hui. Usne haath se usse chhua.
“Ahhh…”
Halka sa moan uske muh se nikal gaya.
Usne do ungliyaan andar daali. Dheere-dheere chalaya.
Apni hi choot ki narmi, apni hi geelapan… yeh ehsaas Aarav hone se bilkul alag tha. Jab woh mard hota tha, toh woh leta tha. Ab woh de rahi thi — khud ko.
Tabhi living room se awaaz aayi.
“Maa?”
Suman ka haath ruk gaya.
Yeh awaaz uski apni thi — Aarav ki awaaz. Lekin ab woh Suman thi. Usne jaldi se haath dhoye, maxi theek ki, aur bahar aayi.
Living room mein koi nahi tha.
Awaaz uske dimaag mein thi.
Woh sofe par baith gayi. Haath kaamp rahe the.
Pehli baar usne mehsoos kiya ki shakti ab sirf shareer nahi badal rahi. Woh uske dimaag mein bhi ghus rahi hai. Maa aur beta ka jhooth ab uske andar itna gehra utar chuka tha ki kabhi-kabhi woh khud bhi confuse ho jaati thi — kaun asli hai?
Shaam ko Kavita aayi.
Usne seedha poocha, “Rina ne kaha aap yahaan ho. Main… baat karna chahti hoon.”
Suman ne use andar bulaya.
Kavita ne darwaza band kiya aur seedha kaha, “Kal raat Aarav ne mujhe aur Rina ko… ek saath liya. Aapko pata hai?”
Suman ne sir hilaaya.
“Haan.”
Kavita ki aankhein laal ho gayi. Gussa tha, lekin uske neeche kuch aur bhi tha — sharm, bhook, aur ek ajeeb si curiosity.
“Aap… gussa nahi kar rahi?”
Suman ne dheere se kaha, “Main gussa nahi karti. Main samajhti hoon.”
Kavita ne kuch der chup reh kar kaha, “Aapki aankhein… Aarav jaisi hain. Bilkul.”
Suman ne uske kareeb jaakar uska haath pakad liya.
“Tum dono ko pasand karti ho. Beta bhi. Main bhi.”
Kavita ki saans ruk si gayi.
Suman ne uske muh ke bohot kareeb aa kar kaha,
“Aaj raat tum yahi rukogi. Main tumhein dikhana chahti hoon ki maa bhi beta jaisi bhook rakhti hai.”
Kavita ne inkaar nahi kiya.
Usne sirf sir hilaaya.
Raat ke gyarah baje dono bedroom mein the.
Suman ne Kavita ke kapde dheere-dheere utaare. Uske bade doodh haath mein liye, nipples ko muh mein le kar choosa.
Kavita ki pehli siskari nikalii —
“Ahhh… aap… ahhh chooso… hmm…”
Suman ne usse litaya. Janghen kholi.
Apni jeebh se uski choot ko pehle upar-upar se sahlaaya, phir poori tarah se chaatne lagi.
Kavita ke muh se awaazein toot-ti hui nikalne lagi —
“Ahhh… ahhh haan… chaat… ahhh aapki jeebh… ahhh andar… ummph…!”
Suman ne do ungliyaan daal di. Kavita ki choot kal raat ki tarah hi tight aur garam thi. Lekin aaj Suman ke liye yeh ehsaas alag tha. Woh khud bhi geeli ho rahi thi. Usne ek haath neeche le jaakar apni choot mein ungli daal li.
Ab woh Kavita ko chaat rahi thi aur khud ko bhi.
Dono ki siskariyan kamre mein mil rahi thin —
“Ahhh… ahhh… haan… ahhh… ahhh fuck… ahhh…!”
Tabhi darwaze par dastak hui.
Tez.
Suman ne aankhein kholi.
Kavita bhi ruk gayi.
Darwaze ke peeche se ek awaaz aayi — bhaari, jaani-pehchani.
“Suman? Main hoon. Kholo.”
Yeh woh aadmi tha.
Mandir wala.
Suman ne Kavita ko ishara kiya ki chup rahe. Usne maxi pehni aur darwaza khola.
Aadmi ne andar jhaank kar Kavita ko dekh liya. Phir Suman ki aankhon mein dekh kar bola,
“Bhook jag gayi hai. Ab tum akeli nahi sambhaal paogi. Aaj raat main yahi rukunga. Tumhein dikhana hai ki is shakti ka asli mol kya hai.”
Suman ne darwaza poora khol diya.
Uske andar ki bhook aur darr dono ek saath chilaa rahe the.
Aadmi andar aaya. Darwaza band kiya.
Usne apna shirt utaara. Chhati par purani nakashi jaisi ek scar thi.
Usne Suman ki taraf dekh kar kaha,
“Aaj tum chudogi. Poori tarah se. Taaki samajh sako ki jo tum le rahi ho, woh tumse kya le raha hai.”
Suman ne peeche hat kar Kavita ka haath pakad liya.
Uske dil ki dhadkan itni tez thi ki use khud sunayi de rahi thi.
Aadmi ne dheere se kaha,
“Kapde utaaro. Dono.”
Kamre mein ek ajeeb si khamoshi fail gayi thi.
Sirf teen logon ki saansein chal rahi thin — Suman ki tez, Kavita ki kaamp’ti hui, aur us aadmi ki dheemi, control mein.
Aadmi ne apna belt khola. Pant neeche gira.
Uske lund pehle se hi adha sakht tha — mota, naseela, kaale baalon se ghira hua. Usne use haath se ek baar upar se neeche tak sahlaaya, phir Suman ki taraf dekha.
“Pehle tum.”
Suman ne peeche hatne ki koshish ki, lekin deewar uske peeche thi. Kavita uske bagal mein khadi thi, aankhein badi-badi, muh thoda sa khula hua. Suman ne uska haath zor se pakad liya.
Aadmi ne aage badh kar Suman ki maxi ke straps pakde aur ek jhatke mein neeche khinch diye. Kapda farsh par gir gaya.
Ab Suman bilkul nangi thi.
Uske bade, bhaari doodh, gulabi nipples jo pehle se hi sakht the, patli kamar, aur neeche uski choot — thodi si geeli, thodi si kaamp’ti hui. Aadmi ne use upar se neeche tak dekha. Uski nazar Suman ki choot par atak gayi.
“Yeh wahi shareer hai jo kal raat do auraton ko chod raha tha,” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha. “Aaj yeh khud chudega.”
Usne Suman ko pakad kar bed ki taraf dhakel diya. Suman bed par giri. Uske doodh uchal kar do taraf fail gaye. Aadmi ne uski taangon ko zor se khola. Beech mein jhuk kar uski choot ko soongha.
“Geeli hai. Bhook lagi hui hai.”
Usne jeebh se ek lamba stroke maara — neeche se upar tak.
Suman ke muh se pehli awaaz nikalii —
“Ahhh…!”
Aadmi ne uski clit ko muh mein le kar choosa. Zor se.
Suman ka shareer uchal pada.
“Ummph… ahhh… dheere… ahhh…!”
Kavita bed ke kinare khadi thi. Uske haath kaamp rahe the. Aadmi ne use bhi ishara kiya.
“Tum bhi nangi ho jao. Aur iske doodh chooso.”
Kavita ne kaamp’te haathon se apne kapde utaare. Uske bade doodh bahar aaye. Woh bed par chadh kar Suman ke upar jhuk gayi aur uske nipple ko muh mein le liya.
Ab Suman ke upar do log the.
Neeche aadmi uski choot chaat raha tha — jeebh andar tak daal kar, clit ko daboch-daboch kar. Upar Kavita uske doodh choos rahi thi.
Suman ke muh se awaazein toot-ti hui nikalne lagi —
“Ahhh… ahhh… haan… ahhh chaat… ahhh chooso… ummph… ahhh…!”
Aadmi ne do ungliyaan uski choot mein dhakel di.
Suman ki peeth kamr se utth gayi.
“Aaaaaahhhh…!”
Ungliyaan andar ghumne lagi. Tez. Geeli awaazein nikalne lagi — squelch-squelch.
Aadmi ne ungliyaan nikaal kar apne lund par laga li. Phir lund ko Suman ki choot ke muhane par rakha.
“Ab le.”
Usne ek zor ka dhakka maara.
Poora lund ek hi baar mein andar chala gaya.
Suman ki cheekh nikal gayi —
“Aaaaaahhhhh…! Bada… ahhh faad… ahhh…!”
Aadmi ne rukna nahi tha. Usne pehle dheere-dheere pela — har dhakka poora, har baar lund almost bahar nikaal kar phir poora andar.
Suman ki choot uske lund ko tight suck kar rahi thi. Har dhakke ke saath uske bade doodh uchal rahe the, jinhe Kavita choos rahi thi.
“Ahhh… ahhh… chod… ahhh dheere… ahhh… ummph… ahhh haan… aise… ahhh…!”
Aadmi ne pace badha diya.
Ab dhakke tez the. Bed ki khat-khat ki awaaz kamre mein gunj rahi thi. Suman ki gaand har dhakke ke saath bed se takra rahi thi.
Kavita ne Suman ke muh se apna doodh hata kar uske honthon ko choom liya.
Suman ne uski jeebh choos li.
Dono ke muh se geeli awaazein aa rahi thin —
“Hmmph… ahhh… ahhh…”
Aadmi ne Suman ki taangon ko uske kandhon par rakh diya. Ab lund aur gehra ja raha tha.
Suman ki aankhein pichhakne lagi.
“Ahhh… ahhh… main… ahhh jhad… ahhhhh…!”
Woh ek lambe, toot’te hue moan ke saath jhad gayi.
Uski choot ne aadmi ke lund ko itna tight kar diya ki usne bhi daant pees liye. Lekin woh ruka nahi.
Usne lund nikaala aur Suman ko ulta kar diya. Gaand upar.
Thook giraaya. Ungli se failaya. Phir lund ko uski gaand ke ched par rakha.
“Ab yahaan.”
Suman ne bedsheet pakad li.
“Ahhh… nahi… dheere… ahhh…!”
Aadmi ne dheere se dabaya.
Sirhana andar gaya.
Suman ki awaaz badal gayi —
“Ummph… ahhh… bada… ahhh…!”
Adha.
“Ahhh… ahhh fuck… ahhh…!”
Poora.
Jab uska poora lund Suman ki gaand ke andar gaya, toh Suman ne muh mein chadar daboch li.
Aadmi ne pehle bohot dheere pela. Har dhakka control mein.
Suman ke muh se ab sirf toot-ti hui awaazein aa rahi thin —
“Ahhh… ahhh… gaand… ahhh chod… ahhh dheere… ahhh… ummph… ahhh…!”
Kavita ne Suman ke neeche haath daal kar uski choot mein ungliyaan ghusaa di.
Ab Suman ki gaand aur choot dono bhari hui thin.
Woh doosri baar jhadne lagi.
“Aaaaaahhhhh… ahhh… ahhh…!”
Aadmi ne uski gaand ke andar hi apna pani gira diya.
Garam. Bahut.
Suman ne mehsoos kiya ki uska pani uski gaand ke gehre andar fail raha hai.
Kuch der tak sirf bhaari saansein chal rahi thin.
Aadmi ne dheere se lund nikaala. Suman ki gaand se uska pani dheere-dheere bahar aa raha tha, uski janghon par beh raha tha.
Usne Suman ke baal sehlaaye.
Awaaz mein pehli baar thodi si narmi thi.
“Ab samajh aa rahi hogi. Jo tum le rahi ho, woh tumse yeh le raha hai — control.”
Suman bed par litti hui thi.
Uske shareer mein dard tha, lekin uske saath ek ajeeb si shaanti bhi thi.
Jaise koi bhook thodi der ke liye shant ho gayi ho.
Kavita ne uske paas litte hue uska haath pakad liya.
Suman ne uska haath wapas pakad liya.
Aadmi ne apne kapde pehne. Darwaze par jaate hue bola,
“Main phir aaunga. Jab tumhara beta wapas aayega. Tab dekhna ki woh kya karta hai jab use pata chale ki uski ‘maa’ raat bhar chudi hai.”
Darwaza band hote hi Suman ne aankhein band kar li.
Uske dimaag mein ek hi baat ghoom rahi thi —
Kal jab main Aarav banunga…
Toh main kya karunga?
[/img]Colony ke naam se jani jaane wali woh badi si bastion, “Shanti Vihar”, city ke kinare basaya gaya ek aisa samuh tha jahan log ek dusre ke ghar mein bina dastak ke ghus jaate the. Sau se zyada flat, do blocks, ek central park, aur har taraf se aati hui aawazein—bachchon ki chilahat, pressure cooker ki seeti, aur raat ke andhere mein kisi ke bedroom se nikalta hua daba hua siskariya. Yahan koi akele nahi rehta tha. Yahan har cheez sabko pata chal jaati thi.
Us colony mein ek naya kirayedaar aaya.
Uske naam se log pehle hafte sirf itna jaante the—“Aarav”. Bais-teess saal ka, seedha-saada, lekin aisa chehra jo dekhte hi ruk jaaye. Lambi ungliyan, chaude kandhe, jawani ki woh taji nami jo kapdon ke neeche se bhi mehsoos hoti thi. Pehle hafte woh chhote se 2BHK mein akele rehta tha. Doosre hafte, bilkul usi flat se, ek aurat nikalati—Suman. Unnees-tees ke beech umar, gori chamdi, bhari hui chhati, patli kamar, aur aankhein jo dekhte hi kisi ko behka dein. Woh kehti thi, “Yeh mera beta Aarav hai. Main uski maa Suman.”
Sach yeh tha ki dono ek hi the.
Aarav—ya jo bhi uske andar tha—us shakti ko samajh nahi paaya tha. Har hafta, raat ke baarah baje, uska shareer badal jaata. Ek hafta mard, ek hafte aurat. Pehle pehle dar, phir utsukta, phir ek gehra, andhera sa laalach. Usne faisla kiya: is colony mein hi basna hai. Yahan log itne close hain ki raaz chhupana mushkil hai, lekin yahi closeness uske kaam aayegi. Woh unhein batayega ki Suman uski maa hai aur Aarav uska beta. Is jhoot ke peeche woh apni asliyat chhupa lega, aur is jhoot ke sahare woh un sab tak pahunchega jo uske laalach ko khila sake.
Pehle din, mard roop mein, Aarav ne flat ka kiraya diya. Building ke caretaker, Brijesh, ne usse ghoora. “Akela rehte ho?”
“Haan. Maa kabhi-kabhi aati rahegi.”
Brijesh ne sir hilaaya, lekin uski nazar Aarav ke kandhon aur patle kamar par atak gayi.
Us raat Aarav ne apne aap ko sheeshe mein dekha. Lund pehle se hi thoda sa uth raha tha. Usne socha—agar main aurat ban jaun, to yeh lund kahan jayega? Kya choot ban jayegi? Kya doodh aa jayenge? Us soch ne uske pet mein ajeeb si garmi bhar di.
Doosre hafte, raat ke baarah baje, dard shuru hua. Haddi-haddi mein khichav, chamdi ka tanav, aur phir woh narmi. Subah jab usne aankh kholi, to sheeshe mein Suman thi. Bhari hui, gol, badi chhatiyan, gulabi nipples, patli kamar, aur janghon ke beech gili, soft choot. Usne haath neeche le jaakar apni ungliyon se choot ko chhua—garam, geeli, aur itni sensitive ki sirf chhune se uske pair kaamp gaye.
Us din Suman ban kar woh park mein baithi. Colony ki auratein uske paas aayi. Rina, 28 saal, do bachchon ki maa, chhoti si kamar aur badi si gaand wali. “Aap nayi hain?”
“Haan. Beta Aarav yahan rehta hai. Main kabhi-kabhi aati hoon.”
Rina ki nazar Suman ki chhatiyon par atak gayi. “Bahut sundar ho aap.”
Shaam ko Rina ne Suman ko apne ghar bulaya. “Chai piyogi?”
Andar jaate hi Rina ne darwaza band kiya. “Main aapko dekh ke… pareshan ho gayi.”
Suman ne muskura kar uska haath apni chhati par rakh diya. “Toh dekh lo achhe se.”
Rina ke haath kaamp rahe the. Usne Suman ke blouse ke button khole. Badi, bhari, naram chhatiyan bahar aayi. Nipples pehle se hi sakht the. Rina ne muh laga diya. Chusti se choosne lagi. Suman ki aankhein band ho gayi. “Haan… aise hi… doodh nahi hai, lekin choos.”
Rina ne neeche haath le jaakar Suman ki skirt upar ki. Panty geeli thi. Usne ungli andar daali. “Itni gili… maa banne ke baad bhi itni garam?”
Suman ne uske baal pakad liye. “Chup chap choos. Aur neeche jaa.”
Rina ghutnon ke bal baith gayi. Suman ki choot ko chaatne lagi—lambi, geeli jeebh se, clit ko dabochte hue. Suman ki siskariyan nikalne lagi. “Haan… aur zor se… apni ungli gaand mein daal.”
Rina ne daal di. Ek ungli choot mein, ek gaand mein. Suman ka shareer kaamp utha. Woh jhad gayi—garam pani ki tarah, Rina ke muh par.
Rina ne uth kar apni saari utaar di. Uske bhi bade doodh the, lekin Suman se kam. “Ab meri baari.”
Suman ne usse bed par litaya. Apni jeebh se Rina ki choot chaati, phir do ungliyan andar daal kar zor-zor se chalayi. Rina chillane lagi. “Aahh… maa… mat rukna…”
Suman ne uske muh par haath rakh diya. “Chup. Colony waale sun lenge.”
Jab dono thak kar leti, to Rina ne poocha, “Aapka beta… kitna sundar hai. Kabhi aapke saath rehta hai?”
Suman ne muskura kar jawab diya, “Haan. Woh mera sab kuch hai.”
Us raat Suman ne apne flat mein aakar sheeshe mein khud ko dekha. Choot ab bhi geeli thi. Usne socha—agle hafte jab main Aarav banunga, to Rina ko kaise chodunga. Uske muh mein lund daalunga, uski gaand faadunga, aur usse kehunga ki main uski maa ka beta hoon.
Colony ab uske liye sirf rehne ki jagah nahi thi. Yeh uska shikar-gaah banne wala tha.
Agle din, building ke neeche, ek naya chehra dikha—Kavita. 32 saal, husband Dubai mein, akeli, aur aankhon mein woh bhook jo chhupti nahi. Usne Suman ko dekha aur ruk gayi. “Aap… Aarav ki maa?”
Suman ne sir hilaaya.
Kavita ne dheere se kaha, “Main aapke beta ko dekh ke… pareshan ho jaati hoon. Woh itna… handsome hai.”
Suman ke andar kuch hil gaya. Ab game shuru hone wala tha.
Raat ke do baj rahe the. Suman ke shareer mein woh pehli khichav shuru ho chuki thi jo har hafta aati thi. Haddi-haddi mein dard, chamdi ka tanav, aur pet ke andar ek gehra, andhera sa khinchav. Woh bathroom ke sheeshe ke saamne khadi thi, dono haath sink par tikaye hue. Aankhon ke saamne uski bhari chhatiyan, gulabi nipples, aur neeche ki geeli, soft choot—sab kuch dheere-dheere badalne laga.
Dard itna teez tha ki usne daant pees liye. Phir, ek ajeeb si garmi ne uske seene se lekar janghon tak faelna shuru kiya. Jaise koi purani, soyi hui cheez andar se jag uthi ho.
Us waqt, pehli baar, yaad aayi.
Woh yaad bilkul saaf thi. Paanch saal pehle. Ek chhote se pahadi shehar ka puraana mandir. Aarav tab sirf Aarav tha—ek ordinary ladka jo apni zindagi se tang aa chuka tha. Uske maa-baap nahi the. Rishteydaar ne use chhod diya tha. Ek raat, baarish mein bheegta hua, woh mandir ke andar ghus gaya. Andar andhera tha, bas ek diya jal raha tha. Deewar par purani, dhundhli si nakashi—ek aadmi aur ek aurat ka shareer ek dusre mein ghulta hua, aur unke beech ek teesra roop.
Usne haath badha kar us nakashi ko chhua.
Us chhoone ke saath hi kuch toot gaya.
Ek awaaz, jo uske dimaag ke andar se aayi, bilkul saaf:
“Jo chahe woh ban. Ek hafte mard, ek hafte naar. Lekin is shakti ka mol hai. Jo tu chhelega, woh tujhe bhi chhelega. Jo tu jhooth bolega, woh jhooth tujhe kha jayega.”
Phir dard. Itna teez ki usne cheekh maari. Subah jab aankh khuli, toh uska shareer badal chuka tha. Pehli baar woh aurat bani thi—Suman. Usne apne aap ko sheeshe mein dekha, haath se apni nayi choot ko chhua, aur usi raat pehli baar khud se hi jhad gayi. Uske baad har hafta yahi hota raha. Kabhi woh is shakti se darta tha, kabhi isse nafrat karta tha, lekin dheere-dheere yeh uska sabse bada hathyar ban gaya.
Ab, Shanti Vihar ke us chhote se bathroom mein, jab uska shareer dobara mard ban raha tha, toh woh yaad aur tez ho gayi. Nakashi ki woh aankhein… jaise dekh rahi hon. Jaise keh rahi hon: “Ab tu is colony mein bas gaya hai. Ab tu is shakti ka asli istemaal karega.”
Subah jab Aarav bana, toh uska lund pehle se hi sakht tha. Lambaa, mota, aur itna garam ki usne haath lagate hi siskari nikaali. Usne yaad kiya Rina ko—uski geeli choot, uski badi gaand, aur uske muh se nikalta hua “maa” ka shabd. Phir Kavita ka chehra aaya. Dubai wale husband wali woh aurat jiski aankhon mein bhook saaf dikhai deti thi.
Aarav ne faisla kiya. Aaj hi.
Shaam ko woh Kavita ke flat ke bahar khada tha. Darwaza khula. Kavita ne use dekha aur ek pal ke liye saans ruk gayi. “Aarav… aap?”
“Haan.” Usne seedha andar ghus kar darwaza band kiya. “Maa ne kaha tha aap mujhe dekh ke pareshan ho jaati ho.”
Kavita ka chehra laal ho gaya. “Woh… maine bas…”
Aarav ne uske muh par ungli rakh di. “Chup. Aaj main dekhna chahta hoon ki aap kitni pareshan ho.”
Usne Kavita ko deewar se sata diya. Ek haath se uska kurta upar kiya, doosre se bra khol di. Bade, naram doodh bahar aaye. Nipples pehle se hi sakht the. Aarav ne muh laga diya—zor se choosa, daant se halka kaata. Kavita ki siskari nikal padi. “Aahh… dheere…”
“Dheere nahi.” Aarav ne uski skirt neeche gira di. Panty geeli thi. Usne ungli andar daali—garam, tight choot. “Itni gili… sirf mujhe dekh ke?”
Kavita ne sir hilaaya. “Haan… aapki maa… itni sundar hai… aur aap…”
Aarav ne usse bed par dhakel diya. Apna pant khola. Lund bahar aaya—mota, naseela, aur itna sakht ki sir se paani nikal raha tha. Kavita ki aankhein phail gayi. “Itna… bada…”
“Muh khol.”
Usne lund uske muh mein threes diya. Kavita ne choosna shuru kiya—gehra, geela, aur bhookha. Aarav ne uske baal pakad liye aur zor-zor se pelne laga. “Haan… aise hi… maa ki tarah choos.”
Kavita ne aankhein upar ki. “Aapki… maa?”
“Haan.” Aarav ne muskura kar kaha. “Kal woh yahan thi. Aaj main. Same blood. Same hunger.”
Usne lund nikaal kar Kavita ko ulta litaya. Gaand upar ki. Thook laga kar pehle ek ungli, phir do. Phir lund seedha uski gaand mein dhakel diya. Kavita cheekhi. “Aahh… faad mat…!”
“Faadunga.” Aarav ne zor se pelna shuru kiya. Har dhakke ke saath Kavita ki gaand phailti gayi, uske doodh bed se takraate rahe, aur uske muh se gandi gaaliyan nikalne lagi. “Haan… chod… apni maa ki tarah chod…!”
Aarav ne uski choot mein bhi ungliyaan daal di. Ek saath gaand aur choot. Kavita jhadti rahi—ek baar, do baar, teesri baar. Jab Aarav ne apna pani uski gaand ke andar giraaya, toh dono kaamp rahe the.
Baad mein, jab Kavita saans le rahi thi, Aarav ne uske kaan mein kaha, “Agle hafte maa aayegi. Tab tum dono ko saath mein lunga.”
Kavita ne aankhein kholi. “Dono…?”
Aarav ne muskura kar jawab diya, “Haan. Maa aur beta. Ek saath.”
Us raat jab woh apne flat mein wapas aaya, toh bathroom ke sheeshe mein usne apne aap ko dekha. Aankhon mein wohi andhera tha jo mandir ki nakashi mein tha. Shakti ne use chuna tha. Ab yeh colony uska khel ka maidan ban chuka tha.
Aur khel abhi shuru hi hua tha.
Story Title:
“Roopantar Ki Pyasi Raatein”
(A Lusty Chronicle of Flesh, Lies & Forbidden Hunger)
Part 3
Raat ke teen baj rahe the jab Aarav ne apne flat ka darwaza band kiya. Kavita ka swaad ab bhi uske lund par chipka hua tha—uski gaand ka tight gherao, uske muh se nikalta hua “maa” ka shabd, aur uske doodhon ki narmi. Lekin aaj sirf yaad nahi thi. Aaj andar kuch hil raha tha.
Woh bathroom mein gaya. Sheeshe ke saamne khada hokar apne shareer ko dekha. Lund ab bhi adha sakht tha. Usne haath se usse dabaya, lekin is baar sirf maza nahi aaya. Ek ajeeb si khichav pet ke andar thi—jaise koi poorani awaaz dobara bol rahi ho.
“Jo tu chhelega, woh tujhe bhi chhelega.”
Usne aankhein band kar li. Mandir ki woh nakashi dobara saamne aa gayi. Is baar aur saaf. Aadmi aur aurat ka shareer ek dusre mein ghulta hua, aur unke beech se nikalta hua teesra roop—jo na poora mard tha, na poori naar. Uske chehre par ek muskaan thi jo dekhte hi rakt jama deti thi.
Aarav ne aankhein kholi.
Ab samajh aa raha tha.
Yeh shakti sirf badalne ka vardan nahi thi. Yeh ek sauda thi. Har baar jab woh kisi ko chodta, us shakti ka ek hissa uske andar aur gehra utar jaata. Har baar jab woh “maa” aur “beta” ka jhooth bolta, woh jhooth uske khoon mein mil jaata.
Usne faisla kiya—ab sirf maza nahi lena. Ab is shakti ko poori tarah se kholna hai.
Subah uthte hi usne Rina ko message kiya.
“Aaj raat aa. Akeli. Aur Kavita ko bhi le aana.”
Shaam ko dono aa gayi.
Rina ne pehle hi blouse ke do button khole hue the. Kavita ki aankhon mein ab bhi kal raat ka nasha tha. Aarav ne unhein living room mein khada kiya aur seedha kaha,
“Aaj main dono ko ek saath lunga. Aur agle hafte jab maa aayegi, tab bhi.”
Rina ki saans ruk gayi. “Aapki… maa?”
“Haan.” Aarav ne apna shirt utaar diya. “Woh bhi yahi shareer hai. Bas roop alag. Ab kapde utaaro.”
Dono ne ek dusre ki taraf dekha, phir dheere-dheere kapde girane lage.
Rina ki badi, naram gaand pehle nazar aayi. Kavita ke bade doodh, sakht nipples ke saath. Aarav ne unhein apne paas khincha. Ek haath se Rina ki choot mein ungli daali, doosre se Kavita ke doodh ko zor se dabaaya.
“Itni gili… dono.” Usne Rina ki ungliyon se geela pan nikaal kar Kavita ke muh mein daal diya. “Chakh. Apni saheli ka swaad.”
Kavita ne choosa. Rina ki siskari nikal padi.
Aarav ne unhein bed par litaya—Rina neeche, Kavita uske upar. Dono ki choot ek dusre se satti hui. Usne pehle Rina ki gaand mein lund dhakel diya. Zor ka dhakka. Rina cheekhi. Phir usne Kavita ki choot mein do ungliyaan daal kar unhein saath-saath chalaya.
“Dekho… maa ka beta tum dono ko ek saath chod raha hai.”
Har dhakke ke saath Rina ki gaand phailti gayi. Kavita ne jhuk kar Rina ke doodh choosne shuru kar diye. Aarav ne lund nikaal kar seedha Kavita ki choot mein pel diya. Gili, tight, aur itni garam ki uske pair kaamp uthe. Phir wapas Rina ki gaand mein. Phir Kavita. Phir dono ki choot ko ek saath chaat’te hue.
Rina jhadti rahi. Kavita ke muh se sirf gaaliyan nikal rahi thin—“Chod… faad… apni maa ki tarah…!”
Jab Aarav ne apna pani pehle Rina ki gaand mein, phir Kavita ke muh mein giraaya, toh dono kaamp rahe the. Safed, geela pani unke chehron aur doodhon par chipak gaya tha.
Baad mein, jab kamra sirf saanson se bhara tha, Aarav ne unhein kaha,
“Agle hafte Suman aayegi. Tab tum dono uske saath bhi soogi. Aur main dekhunga.”
Rina ne aankhein kholi. “Aap… dekhoge?”
“Haan.” Usne muskura kar jawaab diya. “Kyunki main aur woh… ek hi hain.”
Us raat jab dono chali gayi, Aarav bathroom mein gaya. Sheeshe mein uska chehra thoda sa badla hua laga. Aankhon ke peeche wohi andhera, lekin is baar aur gehra.
Usne haath se apne lund ko chhua. Ab bhi thoda sa geela tha—Kavita aur Rina ka mila-jula swaad.
Aur tab, pehli baar, usne awaaz suni.
Bilkul saaf. Mandir wali awaaz.
“Ab tu samajh gaya.
Jo tu unhein chodega, woh tujhe andar se khayega.
Ek din tu na mard rahega, na naar.
Sirf bhook.”
Aarav ne sheeshe mein apni aankhein dekhi.
Muskura diya.
“Toh khane de.”
Bahar colony ke park mein ek naya chehra baitha tha.
Ek aadmi.
Kaafi dinon se us building ko ghoor raha tha.
Uske haath mein ek purani tasveer thi—mandir ki usi nakashi ki.
Woh dheere se bola,
“Mil gaya… shakti wala.”
Subah ka ujala dheere-dheere Aarav ke bedroom ki khidki se andar aaya.
Kamre mein ab bhi kal raat ki geeli khushboo bachi hui thi—Rina ki gaand ka thoda sa gandh, Kavita ke muh ka meetha-sa swaad, aur uske apne jhadne ke baad bikhari hui wo garam nami. Aarav bed par litta hua tha. Chadar uske kamar tak hi thi. Lund neeche halka sa soya hua, lekin poori tarah se shant nahi. Jaise ab bhi yaad kar raha ho ki kal raat usne do chooton aur ek tight gaand ko kaise baari-baari se bhara tha.
Usne aankhein kholi. Ceiling ko dekhte hue uske dimaag mein kal ki awaazein ghoom rahi thin.
Rina ka woh daba hua “Ahhh… dheere… ahhh faad mat…”
Kavita ka geela, bhookha “Hmmph… aur andar… haan… chod…”
Aur uske khud ke dhakkon ki awaaz—thap-thap-thap—jab uska mota lund unki geeli cheezon ke andar baar-baar ghus raha tha.
Aarav ne haath neeche le jaakar apne lund ko halka sa dabaya. Ab bhi thoda sa geela tha. Usne ungli se us nami ko uthaya aur muh ke paas le jaakar soongha. Kavita aur Rina ka mila-jula swaad. Pet ke andar ek gehri, andheri si garmi fail gayi.
Woh uth kar bathroom gaya. Sheeshe ke saamne khada hokar apne shareer ko dheere-dheere dekha.
Chaude kandhe, tight pet, aur neeche latakta hua lund jo ab dheere-dheere phir se uthne laga tha. Usne haath se usse pakda, ek baar upar se neeche tak sahlaaya, lekin is baar jhadne ki koi jaldi nahi thi. Aaj usne faisla kiya tha—har cheez ko dheere se lenge. Har saans, har chhoo, har siskari ko poori tarah se mehsoos karega.
Shaam ko usne Rina ko phone kiya.
Awaaz mein jaan-bhoojh kar thakan rakhte hue kaha, “Aaj raat aa. Akeli. Kavita ko mat lana. Aaj sirf tu.”
Rina ki saans doosri taraf se thodi tez ho gayi. “Sirf… main?”
“Haan. Aaj main tujhe dheere se lena chahta hoon. Poori tarah se.”
Raat ke nau baje Rina aayi.
Usne halka sa pink colour ka maxi pehna tha. Neeche kuch nahi. Aarav ne darwaza kholte hi uski aankhon mein dekh kar samajh liya. Usne bina kuch kahe Rina ka haath pakda aur use seedha bedroom le gaya. Light dim thi. Sirf bedside lamp jal raha tha.
Aarav ne Rina ko bed ke kinare khada kiya.
Dheere-dheere uske maxi ke straps neeche kiye. Kapda uske shareer se phisal kar farsh par gir gaya. Ab Rina bilkul nangi thi.
Aarav ne ek kadam peeche hat kar use dekhna shuru kiya.
Uske bade, naram doodh—gol, thode se bhaari, nipples pehle se hi thode sakht. Kamar patli. Aur neeche… woh badi, gol, soft gaand jo kal raat uske lund ko itna tight suck kar rahi thi. Janghon ke beech thodi si nami pehle se chamak rahi thi.
Rina ne sharmaate hue kaha, “Itni der se dekh rahe ho…”
Aarav ne jawaab diya, “Kyunki aaj main har cheez dekhna chahta hoon. Jaldi nahi karni.”
Usne Rina ko bed par litaya. Khud uske upar aaya, lekin abhi lund nahi lagaya. Pehle sirf muh.
Dheere-dheere uske gale ko choosa. Phir kandhe. Phir doodh ke upar wale hisse ko. Jab usne nipple ko muh mein liya, toh Rina ki pehli siskari nikalii—
“Ahhh… hmm…”
Aarav ne us nipple ko jeebh se ghumaya, halka sa kaata, phir zor se choosa. Rina ka haath uske baalon mein chala gaya.
“Aarav… aahh… aur zor se chooso na…”
Usne doosra doodh bhi same tarah se liya. Ab Rina ke muh se lagataar awaazein aa rahi thin—
“Hmmph… ahhh… haan… wahan… ahhh fuck…”
Aarav ne dheere-dheere neeche kiya. Pet ko chooma. Phir naabh. Phir aur neeche. Jab uski jeebh Rina ki choot ke upar lagi, toh Rina ka poora shareer uchal pada.
“Aahhh…! Aarav… dheere… ahhh…”
Usne jeebh se pehle sirf upar-upar se sahlaaya. Clit ko halka sa dabaaya. Phir poori jeebh andar tak daal di. Rina ki choot pehle se geeli thi. Uske muh mein uska swaad fail gaya—thoda khatta, thoda meetha, bilkul garam.
Rina ab zor-zor se siskiyaan le rahi thi—
“Ahhh… haan… chaat… ahhh aur andar… hmmph… meri choot chaat… ahhh…”
Aarav ne do ungliyaan dheere se andar daali. Rina ki deewar kitni soft aur tight thi, yeh usne pehli baar itni shaanti se mehsoos kiya. Har baar jab ungliyaan andar jaati, Rina ka muh se awaaz nikalti—
“Ummph… ahhh… aur… ahhh haan wahan… mat nikaal… ahhh…”
Aarav ne un ungliyon ko andar hi ghumaya. Clit ko jeebh se dabochte hue. Rina ka shareer ab kaampne laga tha. Uske pair Aarav ke kandhon par tight ho gaye.
“Main… main jhadne wali hoon… ahhh Aarav… ruk mat… ahhhh…!”
Usne rukna nahi tha. Ungliyaan aur tez ki, jeebh aur zor se. Rina ek gehre, lambe moan ke saath jhad gayi—
“Aaaaaahhhhh… fuck… ahhh… ahhh… hmmph…”
Uske shareer se garam pani ki tarah ras nikal kar Aarav ke muh aur chin par lag gaya. Aarav ne sab chaat liya. Phir uth kar apna pant khola.
Lund ab poori tarah se sakht tha—mota, naseela, sir se paani tipak raha tha. Usne Rina ki taangon ko aur khola. Lund ko uski geeli choot par rakh kar dheere-dheere ragda.
Rina ne aankhein khol kar dekha. “Andar… daalo… ahhh please…”
Aarav ne pehla dhakka bohot dheere diya. Sirf sirhana andar gaya. Rina ki awaaz badal gayi—
“Ummph… ahhh… bada… ahhh dheere…”
Doosra dhakka. Adha lund.
“Ahhh… haan… aur… ahhh…”
Teesra. Poora.
Jab uska poora lund Rina ki choot ke andar gaya, dono ek saath saans rok kar reh gaye. Aarav ne kuch der bilkul hilaaya nahi. Sirf andar rah kar mehsoos kiya ki uski choot uske lund ko kitni tight suck kar rahi hai.
Phir usne hilna shuru kiya.
Dheere. Bohot dheere.
Har dhakka poora. Har baar nikaalte hue almost bahar tak, phir dheere se poora andar.
Rina ke muh se ab lagataar awaazein aa rahi thin—
“Ahhh… ahhh… haan… aise… ahhh chod… dheere… ahhh fuck… meri choot… ahhh…”
Aarav ne uske doodh pakad liye. Zor se dabaaye. Nipples ko ungliyon se roll kiya. Rina ki awaaz aur teez hoti gayi.
“Ahhh… ahhh… main phir se… ahhh jhadungi… ahhh Aarav… ahhhh…!”
Usne pace thoda badhaya. Ab dhakke thode tez the, lekin abhi bhi control mein. Rina ki choot se geeli awaazein aa rahi thin—squelch-squelch—har baar jab lund andar-bahar ho raha tha.
“Sun… teri choot ki awaaz… kitni gandi… ahhh…” Aarav ne kaha.
Rina sharm se muh band karne lagi, lekin Aarav ne uske muh se haath hata diya. “Nahi. Awaaz nikaal. Poori.”
Rina ne chhod diya.
“Ahhh… ahhh… chod… ahhh meri choot chod… ahhh haan… aise… ahhh faad… ahhh…!”
Jab woh doosri baar jhadi, toh uska shareer itna kaampa ki Aarav ko bhi rokna pada. Usne lund andar hi rakha aur Rina ke kaampne ka wait kiya. Phir dobara shuru kiya.
Is baar usne Rina ko ulta kiya. Gaand upar.
Lund ko uski geeli choot se nikaal kar gaand ke ched par rakha. Thook giraaya. Ungli se failaya. Phir dheere se dabaya.
Rina ki awaaz bilkul badal gayi—
“Ahhh… ahhh nahi… dheere… ahhh bada hai… ahhh… ummph…!”
Aarav ne bohot control se andar dhakela. Pehle sirf thoda. Phir thoda aur. Jab adha lund uski gaand mein gaya, Rina ne bedsheet pakad li.
“Ahhh… ahhh fuck… ahhh andar… ahhh…!”
Poora lund jab uski gaand ke andar gaya, toh Aarav ne ruk kar mehsoos kiya. Itni tight. Itni garam. Har dhakke ke saath Rina ki gaand uske lund ko aur zor se dabochti thi.
Ab usne dheere-dheere pelna shuru kiya.
Rina ke muh se sirf toot-ti hui awaazein aa rahi thin—
“Ahhh… ahhh… gaand… ahhh chod… ahhh dheere… ahhh… ummph… ahhh haan… aise… ahhh…!”
Aarav ne ek haath aage le jaakar uski choot mein ungliyaan daal di. Ab woh uski gaand aur choot dono ek saath le raha tha. Rina paagal hone lagi.
“Ahhh… ahhh… dono… ahhh… main… ahhh jhad… ahhhhh…!”
Woh teesri baar jhadi. Is baar itni zor se ki uski gaand ne Aarav ke lund ko itna tight kar diya ki use khud ko rokna pada. Usne kuch der aur pela, phir apna pani uski gaand ke gehre andar gira diya.
Garam. Geela. Bahut.
Dono kuch der aise hi pade rahe. Sirf bhaari saansein.
Aarav ne dheere se lund nikaala. Rina ki gaand se uska pani dheere-dheere bahar aa raha tha.
Usne Rina ko apni taraf khinch kar litaya. Uske baal sehlaaye.
Rina ne thaki hui awaaz mein kaha, “Itna… dheere… pehli baar kisi ne itna dheere choda…”
Aarav ne kuch nahi kaha. Sirf uske maathe par ek choom liya.
Raat ke barah bajne mein ab sirf aadha ghanta baaki tha.
Aarav ne mehsoos kiya. Shareer ke andar woh purani khichav shuru ho chuki thi. Haddi-haddi mein dard. Chamdi ka tanav.
Rina so rahi thi.
Aarav ne dheere se bed se utar kar bathroom ka darwaza band kiya. Sheeshe ke saamne khada ho gaya.
Dard badhne laga.
Usne daant pees liye.
Is baar badlaav pehle se zyada teez tha. Jaise shakti khud jaldi kar rahi ho.
Jab dard khatam hua, toh sheeshe mein Suman khadi thi.
Bhari hui chhatiyan. Gulabi, sakht nipples. Patli kamar. Aur janghon ke beech… woh geeli, soft choot jo ab uski apni thi.
Suman ne haath neeche le jaakar apni choot ko chhua.
Abhi bhi thodi geeli thi—Rina ke ras ki yaad.
Usne do ungliyaan andar daali aur dheere se chalaya.
Muh se pehli awaaz nikalii—
“Ahhh… hmm…”
Usne aankhein band kar li.
Ab sochne lagi… agle hafte jab main yeh shareer le kar rahungi, toh kaun mujhe chodega. Kaun meri is nayi choot ko bharega. Kaun meri gaand mein lund daalega.
Aur tab, bahar se ek halki si dastak hui.
Darwaze par.
Suman ne aankhein kholi.
Heart zor se dhadakne laga.
Darwaze par dastak phir se hui.
Is baar thodi tez.
Suman ne bathroom ke andher e mein khadi hokar saans rok li. Abhi-abhi uska shareer badla tha. Chamdi ab bhi thodi si jalan mehsoos kar rahi thi, jaise koi naya kapda pehna ho jo abhi body se chipka nahi. Usne haath se apni nayi chhatiyon ko dabaya—bhaari, naram, aur itni sensitive ki halka sa dabaav bhi uske pet ke neeche garmi bhej raha tha. Neeche uski choot ab bhi thodi geeli thi, kal raat ki yaadon se.
Usne dheere se bathroom ka darwaza khola. Bedroom mein Rina ab bhi soyi hui thi, muh ke bal, chadar sirf uski gaand tak. Uske baal chehre par bikhre hue the. Suman ne ek pal ke liye use dekha. Kal raat Aarav ban kar usne is aurat ko jitni dheere se choda tha, uski yaad ab uske naye shareer mein ajeeb si tarah se gunguna rahi thi. Jaise shareer khud yaad rakh raha ho.
Dastak teesri baar hui.
Suman ne apne aap ko sambhala. Usne Rina ki maxi uthayi aur jaldi se pehan li. Mirror mein ek nazar daali—chehra thoda thaka hua, lekin aankhein teez. Yeh Suman ka roop tha. Colony mein yahi roop “Aarav ki maa” ke naam se jaana jaata tha. Usne dheere se bedroom ka darwaza band kiya aur living room ki taraf badhi.
Darwaza kholte hi uske saamne ek aadmi khada tha.
Kaafi dinon se building ke bahar ghoomne wala wahi aadmi. Umra shayad pentalis ke aas-paas. Chehre par halki si dadhi, aankhon mein ek ajeeb si shaanti jo darane wali thi. Uske haath mein ek purani, folded paper thi.
Usne Suman ko upar se neeche tak dekha. Phir bola, awaaz mein koi jaldbazi nahi thi,
“Tum ho. Shakti wali.”
Suman ka haath darwaze ke handle par sakht ho gaya.
“Aap kaun hain?”
Aadmi ne dheere se muskura kar kaha, “Naam se kya hoga. Main us mandir ka dekhne wala hoon. Jahaan se yeh shakti uthati hai. Paanch saal pehle ek ladka wahaan gaya tha. Baarish mein bheegta hua. Usne nakashi chhui thi.”
Suman ki saans thodi tez ho gayi. Usne darwaza poora nahi khola, lekin band bhi nahi kiya.
“Aapko kya chahiye?”
“Sirf baat karni hai.” Aadmi ne paper aage badhaya. “Yeh dekh lo. Phir faisla karna.”
Suman ne paper liya. Khola.
Andar usi mandir ki nakashi ki ek purani tasveer thi. Lekin is baar tasveer ke neeche kuch likha tha—purani lipi mein. Aadmi ne khud padh kar sunaaya:
“Jo shareer badlega, uska dil bhi badlega.
Jo jhooth bolega, woh jhooth uska khoon ban jayega.
Ek din aisa aayega jab woh na mard rahega, na naar.
Sirf bhook. Aur bhook kabhi nahi bharegi.”
Suman ne paper wapas kar diya. Uske haath thode kaamp rahe the, lekin usne awaaz mein koi darr nahi aane diya.
“Main isse pehle bhi jaanti hoon.”
Aadmi ne sir hilaaya. “Jaanti ho, lekin samajhti nahi. Har baar jab tum kisi ko chhooti ho, is roop mein ya us roop mein, shakti tumhare andar aur gehra utarti hai. Kal raat tumne do auraton ko liya. Unka ras tumhare khoon mein mil gaya. Ab tumhari bhook unse bhi tez ho jayegi.”
Suman ne chup reh kar use dekha.
Andar uske naye shareer mein ek ajeeb si bechaini fail rahi thi. Jaise koi bhook jag rahi ho jo abhi-abhi paida hui ho. Usne apne aap se poocha—kya yeh aadmi sach bol raha hai? Kya har chudai ke baad woh thoda aur kho rahi hai?
Aadmi ne aage kaha, “Main tumhein rokne nahi aaya. Main sirf yeh batane aaya hoon ki is colony mein tum akeli nahi ho. Yahaan pehle bhi ek tha. Bahut pehle. Woh bhi maa-beta ka khel khelta tha. Ant mein uska kya hua, woh main baad mein bataunga. Abhi itna samajh lo—tumhari bhook badhegi. Aur jab bhook poori tarah se jag jayegi, toh tum khud decide nahi kar paogi ki kis roop mein rehna hai.”
Itna keh kar woh peeche hat gaya.
“Main phir aaunga. Jab tum taiyaar hoge.”
Darwaza band hote hi Suman ne peeth deewar se sata li. Saans tez thi. Usne apne haath ko dekha—ab yeh haath naram the, ungliyaan patli. Kal tak yahi haath Rina ki gaand ko pakad kar uske lund ko andar dhakel rahe the. Aaj yahi haath kaamp rahe the.
Woh bedroom mein wapas gayi.
Rina ab bhi soyi hui thi. Suman ne uske paas baith kar uske baal sehlaaye. Itni naram. Itni asl. Kal raat Aarav ban kar usne is aurat ke shareer ko jitna jaana tha, aaj Suman ban kar woh usse ek alag tarah se dekh rahi thi. Ek ajeeb si mamta aur ek gehli hui bhook dono ek saath.
Rina ne aankhein kholi.
Pehle toh use samajh nahi aaya. Phir usne Suman ko pehchana.
“Aap… Aarav ki maa?”
Suman ne dheere se muskura kar kaha, “Haan. Beta so raha hai doosre kamre mein. Main aa gayi thi.”
Rina ne jaldi se chadar khinchi. Sharm se uska chehra laal ho gaya.
“Main… main yahaan…”
“Main jaanti hoon.” Suman ne uska haath pakad liya. “Beta ne mujhe sab bata diya. Tum dono ki baat. Kavita ki bhi.”
Rina ki aankhein phail gayi. Woh kuch kehna chahti thi, lekin shabd nahi nikal rahe the.
Suman ne uske haath ko apne cheek se lagaya.
“Darne ki zaroorat nahi. Main kisi ko nahi bataungi. Lekin…” Usne Rina ki aankhon mein dekh kar kaha, “Main bhi dekhna chahti hoon. Jo beta dekh chuka hai.”
Rina ka shareer sakht ho gaya.
“Aap…?”
Suman ne uske muh ke bohot kareeb aa kar kaha, awaaz bilkul dheemi,
“Haan. Main bhi. Agar tum chaho.”
Rina ne kuch der kuch nahi kaha. Phir usne dheere se sir hilaaya.
Ek chhoti si, kaamp’ti hui ijazat.
Suman ne uske honthon ko chhua.
Pehla choom bohot halka tha. Sirf mehsoos karne ke liye. Doosra thoda gehra. Rina ke muh se ek dabi hui siskari nikalii—
“Hmm…”
Suman ne uske maxi ko dheere se upar kiya. Ab Rina ke bade doodh uske haath mein the. Kal raat Aarav ne inhein zor se dabaya tha, kaata tha. Aaj Suman ne inhein bilkul alag tarah se liya—naram, sehlate hue, nipples ko ungliyon se ghumate hue. Rina ki saans tez hone lagi.
“Aahh… aap… aahh…”
Suman ne uske nipple ko muh mein liya. Jeebh se ghumaya. Halka sa choosa. Rina ka haath Suman ke baalon mein chala gaya.
“Ahhh… hmm… aise… ahhh…”
Suman ne doosra doodh bhi same tarah se liya. Ab uske andar ki bhook thodi aur jag rahi thi. Usne Rina ki taangon ko khola. Ungliyon se uski choot ko chhua—kal raat ki tarah hi geeli. Lekin aaj yeh geelapan Suman ke liye alag tha. Jaise woh khud ko chhoo rahi ho.
Usne ek ungli dheere se andar daali.
Rina ki awaaz nikalii—
“Ummph… ahhh… aapki ungli… ahhh…”
Suman ne doosri ungli bhi daal di. Dheere-dheere chalaya. Rina ki choot uski ungliyon ko suck kar rahi thi. Suman ne jhuk kar uski clit ko jeebh se chhua.
Rina ab zor se siskiyaan le rahi thi—
“Ahhh… ahhh… chaat… ahhh haan… ahhh aap… ahhh…!”
Suman ne use chaat’te hue socha—kal main is choot mein lund daal kar chod raha tha. Aaj main isse chaat rahi hoon. Ek hi shareer. Do alag bhookein.
Rina jhadne ke kareeb thi. Suman ne ungliyaan tez ki, jeebh zor se dabayi.
Rina ki awaaz toot gayi—
“Aaaaaahhhhh… ahhh… ahhh fuck… ahhh…!”
Uske shareer se ras nikal kar Suman ke muh par lag gaya. Suman ne sab chaat liya. Phir uth kar Rina ke upar aa gayi. Unke doodh ek dusre se satt gaye. Suman ne apni geeli choot ko Rina ki choot se ragda.
Dono ki clit ek dusre se takra rahi thi.
Rina ne haath neeche le jaakar Suman ki choot mein ungli daal di.
“Aap bhi… ahhh… geeli ho… ahhh…”
Suman ki pehli badi siskari nikalii—
“Ahhh… haan… aise… ahhh andar… ahhh…!”
Woh dono ek dusre ki choot mein ungliyaan daale, ek dusre ke doodh chooste, ek dusre ki awaazon mein doobte hue jhadne lagi. Kamra unki siskariyon se bhar gaya—
“Ahhh… hmmph… ahhh haan… ahhh… ahhh…!”
Jab dono thak kar litte, toh Suman ne Rina ke maathe par ek choom liya.
Rina ne thaki hui awaaz mein poocha, “Aap… sach mein Aarav ki maa ho?”
Suman ne aankhein band kar li.
Andar uske dil mein ek ajeeb sa dard utha. Jhooth ab itna gehra ho gaya tha ki kabhi-kabhi woh khud bhi bhool jaati thi.
Usne dheere se kaha, “Haan. Main uski maa hoon.”
Rina ne uska haath pakad liya.
“Phir… aap dono… ek jaise kyoon lagte ho? Aankhein… bilkul same.”
Suman kuch nahi boli.
Usne sirf Rina ko apne se chipka liya.
Bahar, building ke neeche, woh aadmi ab bhi khada tha.
Usne apne phone mein kuch type kiya aur bhej diya.
Message tha:
“Shakti jag gayi hai. Ab bhook bhi jagayegi. Dekhte hain kitni der sambhaal paati hai.
Subah ka ujala ab poori tarah se kamre mein fail chuka tha.
Suman ab bhi Rina ke shareer se chipki hui thi. Unke doodh ek dusre se satte hue the, janghen thodi si khuli hui, aur dono ki choot ke beech ki nami ab thodi si sookh rahi thi. Rina ki saans ab bhi thodi tez thi. Uske baal Suman ke seene par bikhre hue the.
Suman ne aankhein kholi.
Ceiling ko dekhte hue uske dimaag mein kal raat wale aadmi ki awaaz ghoom rahi thi —
“Jo jhooth bolega, woh jhooth uska khoon ban jayega.”
Usne dheere se Rina ke baal sehlaaye. Ungliyan ab naram thin, kal ke Aarav wale haath se bilkul alag. Aaj yahi ungliyan Rina ki choot ke andar thin. Aaj yahi ungliyan uske apne shareer ki bhook ko jagaa rahi thin.
Rina ne aankhein khol kar Suman ko dekha.
Uske chehre par ab sharm nahi thi. Ek ajeeb si shaanti thi, jaise raat bhar jo hua usne uske andar kuch badal diya ho.
“Aapki aankhein…” Rina ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Bilkul Aarav jaisi hain.”
Suman ne kuch nahi kaha. Usne sirf Rina ke honthon par ek halka sa choom liya.
Rina ne uska haath pakad kar apne doodh par rakh diya.
“Phir se chhoo lo.”
Suman ne uske nipple ko ungliyon se ghumaya. Rina ki saans phir se tez ho gayi.
“Ahhh… aise… hmm…”
Lekin is baar Suman ne aage nahi badha. Usne haath hata liya.
“Ab nahi. Beta ab uthega. Tumhe jaana hoga.”
Rina ne thodi der chup reh kar kaha, “Main… main aapse darti nahi. Aarav se bhi nahi. Aap dono… ek jaise lagte ho.”
Suman ke dil mein ek teez dard sa utha.
Jhooth ab itna gehra ho gaya tha ki Rina ki yeh baat uske liye chaku ki tarah thi. Usne muskura kar Rina ke maathe par choom liya aur kaha, “Jaao. Kavita ko mat batana. Abhi nahi.”
Rina ne kapde pehne. Darwaze par jaate hue usne ek baar phir mud kar dekha.
“Main phir aaungi. Aapke liye bhi. Aur… unke liye bhi.”
Darwaza band hote hi Suman ne aankhein band kar li.
Uske shareer mein ab ek gehli hui bechaini fail rahi thi. Kal raat Rina ke saath jo hua tha, usne uski bhook ko aur jagaa diya tha. Lekin ab woh bhook sirf jismani nahi thi. Uske saath ek ajeeb sa darr bhi tha — kya sach mein har baar jab woh kisi ko chhooti hai, toh woh thoda aur kho rahi hai?
Woh uth kar bathroom gayi.
Sheeshe ke saamne khadi hokar apne naye shareer ko dheere-dheere dekha.
Bhari hui chhatiyan, gulabi nipples jo ab bhi thode sakht the, patli kamar, aur neeche uski choot — kal raat ki nami se thodi si suji hui. Usne haath se usse chhua.
“Ahhh…”
Halka sa moan uske muh se nikal gaya.
Usne do ungliyaan andar daali. Dheere-dheere chalaya.
Apni hi choot ki narmi, apni hi geelapan… yeh ehsaas Aarav hone se bilkul alag tha. Jab woh mard hota tha, toh woh leta tha. Ab woh de rahi thi — khud ko.
Tabhi living room se awaaz aayi.
“Maa?”
Suman ka haath ruk gaya.
Yeh awaaz uski apni thi — Aarav ki awaaz. Lekin ab woh Suman thi. Usne jaldi se haath dhoye, maxi theek ki, aur bahar aayi.
Living room mein koi nahi tha.
Awaaz uske dimaag mein thi.
Woh sofe par baith gayi. Haath kaamp rahe the.
Pehli baar usne mehsoos kiya ki shakti ab sirf shareer nahi badal rahi. Woh uske dimaag mein bhi ghus rahi hai. Maa aur beta ka jhooth ab uske andar itna gehra utar chuka tha ki kabhi-kabhi woh khud bhi confuse ho jaati thi — kaun asli hai?
Shaam ko Kavita aayi.
Usne seedha poocha, “Rina ne kaha aap yahaan ho. Main… baat karna chahti hoon.”
Suman ne use andar bulaya.
Kavita ne darwaza band kiya aur seedha kaha, “Kal raat Aarav ne mujhe aur Rina ko… ek saath liya. Aapko pata hai?”
Suman ne sir hilaaya.
“Haan.”
Kavita ki aankhein laal ho gayi. Gussa tha, lekin uske neeche kuch aur bhi tha — sharm, bhook, aur ek ajeeb si curiosity.
“Aap… gussa nahi kar rahi?”
Suman ne dheere se kaha, “Main gussa nahi karti. Main samajhti hoon.”
Kavita ne kuch der chup reh kar kaha, “Aapki aankhein… Aarav jaisi hain. Bilkul.”
Suman ne uske kareeb jaakar uska haath pakad liya.
“Tum dono ko pasand karti ho. Beta bhi. Main bhi.”
Kavita ki saans ruk si gayi.
Suman ne uske muh ke bohot kareeb aa kar kaha,
“Aaj raat tum yahi rukogi. Main tumhein dikhana chahti hoon ki maa bhi beta jaisi bhook rakhti hai.”
Kavita ne inkaar nahi kiya.
Usne sirf sir hilaaya.
Raat ke gyarah baje dono bedroom mein the.
Suman ne Kavita ke kapde dheere-dheere utaare. Uske bade doodh haath mein liye, nipples ko muh mein le kar choosa.
Kavita ki pehli siskari nikalii —
“Ahhh… aap… ahhh chooso… hmm…”
Suman ne usse litaya. Janghen kholi.
Apni jeebh se uski choot ko pehle upar-upar se sahlaaya, phir poori tarah se chaatne lagi.
Kavita ke muh se awaazein toot-ti hui nikalne lagi —
“Ahhh… ahhh haan… chaat… ahhh aapki jeebh… ahhh andar… ummph…!”
Suman ne do ungliyaan daal di. Kavita ki choot kal raat ki tarah hi tight aur garam thi. Lekin aaj Suman ke liye yeh ehsaas alag tha. Woh khud bhi geeli ho rahi thi. Usne ek haath neeche le jaakar apni choot mein ungli daal li.
Ab woh Kavita ko chaat rahi thi aur khud ko bhi.
Dono ki siskariyan kamre mein mil rahi thin —
“Ahhh… ahhh… haan… ahhh… ahhh fuck… ahhh…!”
Tabhi darwaze par dastak hui.
Tez.
Suman ne aankhein kholi.
Kavita bhi ruk gayi.
Darwaze ke peeche se ek awaaz aayi — bhaari, jaani-pehchani.
“Suman? Main hoon. Kholo.”
Yeh woh aadmi tha.
Mandir wala.
Suman ne Kavita ko ishara kiya ki chup rahe. Usne maxi pehni aur darwaza khola.
Aadmi ne andar jhaank kar Kavita ko dekh liya. Phir Suman ki aankhon mein dekh kar bola,
“Bhook jag gayi hai. Ab tum akeli nahi sambhaal paogi. Aaj raat main yahi rukunga. Tumhein dikhana hai ki is shakti ka asli mol kya hai.”
Suman ne darwaza poora khol diya.
Uske andar ki bhook aur darr dono ek saath chilaa rahe the.
Aadmi andar aaya. Darwaza band kiya.
Usne apna shirt utaara. Chhati par purani nakashi jaisi ek scar thi.
Usne Suman ki taraf dekh kar kaha,
“Aaj tum chudogi. Poori tarah se. Taaki samajh sako ki jo tum le rahi ho, woh tumse kya le raha hai.”
Suman ne peeche hat kar Kavita ka haath pakad liya.
Uske dil ki dhadkan itni tez thi ki use khud sunayi de rahi thi.
Aadmi ne dheere se kaha,
“Kapde utaaro. Dono.”
Kamre mein ek ajeeb si khamoshi fail gayi thi.
Sirf teen logon ki saansein chal rahi thin — Suman ki tez, Kavita ki kaamp’ti hui, aur us aadmi ki dheemi, control mein.
Aadmi ne apna belt khola. Pant neeche gira.
Uske lund pehle se hi adha sakht tha — mota, naseela, kaale baalon se ghira hua. Usne use haath se ek baar upar se neeche tak sahlaaya, phir Suman ki taraf dekha.
“Pehle tum.”
Suman ne peeche hatne ki koshish ki, lekin deewar uske peeche thi. Kavita uske bagal mein khadi thi, aankhein badi-badi, muh thoda sa khula hua. Suman ne uska haath zor se pakad liya.
Aadmi ne aage badh kar Suman ki maxi ke straps pakde aur ek jhatke mein neeche khinch diye. Kapda farsh par gir gaya.
Ab Suman bilkul nangi thi.
Uske bade, bhaari doodh, gulabi nipples jo pehle se hi sakht the, patli kamar, aur neeche uski choot — thodi si geeli, thodi si kaamp’ti hui. Aadmi ne use upar se neeche tak dekha. Uski nazar Suman ki choot par atak gayi.
“Yeh wahi shareer hai jo kal raat do auraton ko chod raha tha,” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha. “Aaj yeh khud chudega.”
Usne Suman ko pakad kar bed ki taraf dhakel diya. Suman bed par giri. Uske doodh uchal kar do taraf fail gaye. Aadmi ne uski taangon ko zor se khola. Beech mein jhuk kar uski choot ko soongha.
“Geeli hai. Bhook lagi hui hai.”
Usne jeebh se ek lamba stroke maara — neeche se upar tak.
Suman ke muh se pehli awaaz nikalii —
“Ahhh…!”
Aadmi ne uski clit ko muh mein le kar choosa. Zor se.
Suman ka shareer uchal pada.
“Ummph… ahhh… dheere… ahhh…!”
Kavita bed ke kinare khadi thi. Uske haath kaamp rahe the. Aadmi ne use bhi ishara kiya.
“Tum bhi nangi ho jao. Aur iske doodh chooso.”
Kavita ne kaamp’te haathon se apne kapde utaare. Uske bade doodh bahar aaye. Woh bed par chadh kar Suman ke upar jhuk gayi aur uske nipple ko muh mein le liya.
Ab Suman ke upar do log the.
Neeche aadmi uski choot chaat raha tha — jeebh andar tak daal kar, clit ko daboch-daboch kar. Upar Kavita uske doodh choos rahi thi.
Suman ke muh se awaazein toot-ti hui nikalne lagi —
“Ahhh… ahhh… haan… ahhh chaat… ahhh chooso… ummph… ahhh…!”
Aadmi ne do ungliyaan uski choot mein dhakel di.
Suman ki peeth kamr se utth gayi.
“Aaaaaahhhh…!”
Ungliyaan andar ghumne lagi. Tez. Geeli awaazein nikalne lagi — squelch-squelch.
Aadmi ne ungliyaan nikaal kar apne lund par laga li. Phir lund ko Suman ki choot ke muhane par rakha.
“Ab le.”
Usne ek zor ka dhakka maara.
Poora lund ek hi baar mein andar chala gaya.
Suman ki cheekh nikal gayi —
“Aaaaaahhhhh…! Bada… ahhh faad… ahhh…!”
Aadmi ne rukna nahi tha. Usne pehle dheere-dheere pela — har dhakka poora, har baar lund almost bahar nikaal kar phir poora andar.
Suman ki choot uske lund ko tight suck kar rahi thi. Har dhakke ke saath uske bade doodh uchal rahe the, jinhe Kavita choos rahi thi.
“Ahhh… ahhh… chod… ahhh dheere… ahhh… ummph… ahhh haan… aise… ahhh…!”
Aadmi ne pace badha diya.
Ab dhakke tez the. Bed ki khat-khat ki awaaz kamre mein gunj rahi thi. Suman ki gaand har dhakke ke saath bed se takra rahi thi.
Kavita ne Suman ke muh se apna doodh hata kar uske honthon ko choom liya.
Suman ne uski jeebh choos li.
Dono ke muh se geeli awaazein aa rahi thin —
“Hmmph… ahhh… ahhh…”
Aadmi ne Suman ki taangon ko uske kandhon par rakh diya. Ab lund aur gehra ja raha tha.
Suman ki aankhein pichhakne lagi.
“Ahhh… ahhh… main… ahhh jhad… ahhhhh…!”
Woh ek lambe, toot’te hue moan ke saath jhad gayi.
Uski choot ne aadmi ke lund ko itna tight kar diya ki usne bhi daant pees liye. Lekin woh ruka nahi.
Usne lund nikaala aur Suman ko ulta kar diya. Gaand upar.
Thook giraaya. Ungli se failaya. Phir lund ko uski gaand ke ched par rakha.
“Ab yahaan.”
Suman ne bedsheet pakad li.
“Ahhh… nahi… dheere… ahhh…!”
Aadmi ne dheere se dabaya.
Sirhana andar gaya.
Suman ki awaaz badal gayi —
“Ummph… ahhh… bada… ahhh…!”
Adha.
“Ahhh… ahhh fuck… ahhh…!”
Poora.
Jab uska poora lund Suman ki gaand ke andar gaya, toh Suman ne muh mein chadar daboch li.
Aadmi ne pehle bohot dheere pela. Har dhakka control mein.
Suman ke muh se ab sirf toot-ti hui awaazein aa rahi thin —
“Ahhh… ahhh… gaand… ahhh chod… ahhh dheere… ahhh… ummph… ahhh…!”
Kavita ne Suman ke neeche haath daal kar uski choot mein ungliyaan ghusaa di.
Ab Suman ki gaand aur choot dono bhari hui thin.
Woh doosri baar jhadne lagi.
“Aaaaaahhhhh… ahhh… ahhh…!”
Aadmi ne uski gaand ke andar hi apna pani gira diya.
Garam. Bahut.
Suman ne mehsoos kiya ki uska pani uski gaand ke gehre andar fail raha hai.
Kuch der tak sirf bhaari saansein chal rahi thin.
Aadmi ne dheere se lund nikaala. Suman ki gaand se uska pani dheere-dheere bahar aa raha tha, uski janghon par beh raha tha.
Usne Suman ke baal sehlaaye.
Awaaz mein pehli baar thodi si narmi thi.
“Ab samajh aa rahi hogi. Jo tum le rahi ho, woh tumse yeh le raha hai — control.”
Suman bed par litti hui thi.
Uske shareer mein dard tha, lekin uske saath ek ajeeb si shaanti bhi thi.
Jaise koi bhook thodi der ke liye shant ho gayi ho.
Kavita ne uske paas litte hue uska haath pakad liya.
Suman ne uska haath wapas pakad liya.
Aadmi ne apne kapde pehne. Darwaze par jaate hue bola,
“Main phir aaunga. Jab tumhara beta wapas aayega. Tab dekhna ki woh kya karta hai jab use pata chale ki uski ‘maa’ raat bhar chudi hai.”
Darwaza band hote hi Suman ne aankhein band kar li.
Uske dimaag mein ek hi baat ghoom rahi thi —
Kal jab main Aarav banunga…
Toh main kya karunga?
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