Mera naam Kabir hai. Aur 23 saal ka hoon. Rohan mera school ka dost hai, aur hum same society mein rehte the — C-block, third floor pe rahta tha, main second floor pe. Rohan ki shaadi hue char mahine hue the.
Uske baad se main uske ghar kam Jaane lga. Pata nahi kyun, lekin Sneha ko dekhne ke baad mann nahi karta tha zyada der baithne ka.
Sneha 24 saal ki thi. Gol chehra, lambi gardan, aur body aisi thi ki salwar-suit mein bhi dikh jaati thi. Shaadi se pehle main usse kabhi mila nahi tha. Pehli baar reception mein dekha tha, tab hi socha tha ki Rohan lucky hai. Jo itni pyaari patni mili.
Main roz subah balcony se dekhta tha — kapde sukhati, paudhe mein paani daalti, kabhi phone pe baat karti.
Rohan sales mein tha. Mahine mein 10-12 din bahar rehta tha. Un dino Sneha akeli pad jaati.
Pehli baar close se tab mila jab usne meri mummy se washing machine ke baare mein poocha. Machine unki kharab ho gayi thi. Main neeche khada tha, Sneha upar se boli, “Kabir bhaiya, zara dekh loge? Rohan toh Kalyan mein hai.”
Main chala gaya. Usne darwaza khola. Pink printed kurti pehni hui thi, neeche white salwar. Andar jaate hi unki khushboo aayi — halka sa perfume ka.
Machine check kiya, filter nikal ke saaf kiya, 20 minute lag gaye. Wo wahin paas Mein khadi rahi. Jab main jhuk ke pipe dekh raha tha, uska dupatta kandhe se sarak gaya. Uski cleavage saaf dikh rahi thi. Main ne nazar hata li.
Uske baad hafte mein do-teen baar koi na koi bahana nikal aata. Light fuse, WiFi slow, gas ki booking. Har baar thodi der zyada rukne laga.
Ek din wo kapde sukha rahi thi. uska blouse thoda tight tha. Woh jhuk ke bucket se kapde uthati, main balcony unko dekh raha tha. Woh jaanti thi ke main dekh raha hoon. Ek baar seedha mujhe dekh ke muskura di thi, Phir bucket utha ke andar chali gayi.
Uske dus din baad Rohan tour se wapas aagaya.
Ek mahine Baad Phir se wo tour pe chala gya. is baar panch din ke liye. Pehle din shaam ko Sneha ne message kiya.
“TV hang ho raha hai. Aajao na agar free ho toh.”
Main 7 baje pahuncha. Ghar mein sirf woh thi. Door band karke lock laga di.
“Baitho, chai banati hoon.”
Main sofe pe baitha. Woh kitchen se chai lekar aayi, chai rakh ke mere peeche khadi ho gayi. Haath mere kandhe pe rakh diya.
“Kabir… tum mujhe roz aise kiyoun dekhte ho?”
Main kuch pal chup raha. Phir ghabrahat Mein bola, “nahi toh main nahi dekhta.
Woh apna haath mere kandhe se hote huye seene pe ghumne lagi. “Ghabrawo nahi mujhe pta hai tum mujhe dekhte ho. kapde sukhate huye, paudhe mein Paani dalte huye. Aur jab tum mere ghar aate ho. Tab bhi dekhte ho lekin tum samjhte ho mujhe pta nahi.”
Unki baatein sunke mere mathe pe pasina Aa gya.
“Are tum itna kiyoun dar rahe ho. Main kisi ko kuch nahi kahungi. Waise dekhte hi bas ho ki kuch karte bhi ho, soch ke.” unke haath mere seene pe aise ghum rahe the. Unke choone aur Baat karne ki wajah se mera lund khada hone lga tha.
Ye aap kis tarah batein kar rahi hai. kahin rohan ko pata chal gya. toh woh kya sochega?”
Woh mere peeth se lipat gahi. Uske boobs meri back pe dabe. “rohan ko koun batayega? Abhi toh bas hum dono hi hai. aur maine toh door bhi lock kar diya hai.”
Main jaise hi unke taraf ghuma. Uske honth mere honth pe aa gaye. Pehli baar kiss mera pura sharir kaanp gya. Main hatne wala tha ki usne mere balon Mein haath dal ke apne hothon pe aur zor se dba diya. mera munh Khul gya, Usne apni zabaan mere munh Mein dal di. aur hoth chusne lagi.
Main bhi sofe se waise hi utha. aur uski kamar mein Haath dal ke, uska Saath dene lga. hum dono paglon ki tarah ek dusre ko kiss kar rahe the. hamari saanse tej hone lagi thi.
Maine kamar se Haath hataya, aur unke chhati pe Haath rakh ke sahlane lga.
Uske boobs nange the. andar Bra nahi pehni thi. Main upar se dono haath se dabane lga. Woh halka sa karah uthi. “Ahhh…”
Sofa pe usko litaya. Kurti nikal di, salwar neeche sarka di. Uski chut geeli thi pehle se hi. usne taange aur khol di. Mainne uski chut Mein ungli daal di. Wo sihar uthi, “ahhh…”
Chut se ungli nikali aur apne ghutno pe beth gya. Wo mujhe dekh rahi thi jaise pta wo ab aagay kya karne wala houn.
Dono taangey faila ke munh uski chut pe rakh diya. Uski kamar hil gayi aur uska Haath mere baloon Mein ghumne lga. “Ahhh… aise hi chato… ahhh…”
10 minute tak. Woh meri baal pakad ke rakhi aur Mein uski chut chatta raha. Phir usne mujhe apne upar khincha, meri jeans khol di, aur lund bahar nikaal liya.
Mere lund ko pakad ke upar niche ki aur mere akhon mein dekhte huye boli,
“mujhe sochte huye kitni baar jhade ho.”
“Ek baar bhi nahi.” maine turant kaha.
“Jhuth mat bolo, Phir mujhe kis liye dekh rahe the. her time, meri gaand, meri kamar, mere boobs ko.”
“4 ya 5 baar maara hoga.” maine kaha. Aur woh mere upar jhuk gayi.
Mere lund pe jibh pheri. aur mujhe dekhte huye boli, “bas 4 ya 5 baar. maine to pta nahi kitni baar tumko soch ke ungli ki hai.”
Aur lund munh Mein le liya. sach Mein bahoot mja Aa raha tha, jaise kisi aur duniya Mein pahunch gya hoon.
Woh lund ko zor zor se chus rahi thi. upar niche kabhi pura ander le leti, aur andkosh ko masal deti.
Maine mje se uska sar pakad ke lund aagey piche karne lga. Uske munh se laar ki dhar niche gir rahi thi aur wo mje se chuse Jaa rahi thi. Jaise lga abhi uske munh Mein jhad jaunga. Tabhi usne lund munh se bahar nikal ke haafte huye boli.
“Ab andar daalo. Chodo mujhe, apna bna lo.”
Maine thoda ghabraahat se, “condom nahi hai kaise.”
“Are yahan chut Mein toofan macha hai. aur tum condom khoj rahe ho waise hi daalo ander.”
Main uske upar chadh gaya. Lund ko uski chut pe ragda, phir dheere se ghusaaya. Aadha andar gaya toh usne naakhun meri peeth pe gaad diye. “dhakka … maaro… pura ander dal do.”
Maine ek jor se dhakka maara Poora andar ghus gha. Dono ki saanse jaise ruk gayi. Woh mujhe tukur tukur dekh rahi thi, uski aankhe badi ho gayi thi. Phir main hilane laga. Pehle slow, phir tez. Sofe ki awaaz aa aane lagi thi.
Usne pair mere kamar pe lapet liye. “Aur gehra… ahhh… tej chodo…”
Das minute missionary mein chodta raha. Phir usne kaha, “Peeche se karo.”
Woh sofa ke arm pe jhuk gayi. Main ne peeche se pakda. Is position mein aur gehra ja raha tha. Uske gaand mere pet se takra rahe the. Main uske baal pakad liye. Woh awaaz nahi rok paa rahi thi, isliye cushion mein muh dabaaye hue thi.
Main aur tej tej dhakke maar raha tha her dhakke le sofa jaise aagay khisak raha tha. Panch minute ki chudai Mein main niklne wala tha. “Bahar nikalun?”
Usne kaha, “Nahi. Andar hi daal do.”
Mainne aur do chaar dhakke maare aur andar hi nikal diya. Woh bhi kaamp rahi thi.
Paanch minute chup chaap pade rahe. Phir woh uth ke bathroom gayi. Main bhi uske piche piche gaya. Usne shower khol diya, dono ne jaldi se saaf huye.
Bathroom se nikalte hue usne Phir se mujhe pakad liya. “Aaj mere pass hi soo jawo.”
“Kahin meri mammi khojate huye upar aagayi toh.” “woh mujh par chhod do. bas aaj Raat main tumhen pyaar karna chahti hoon pura khul ke.”
Hum dono nange hi bedroom mein aa gaye.
Wo mujhe bed pe lita ke. mere lund pe beth gayi aur upar niche uchhalne gali.
Maine niche se dhakke maarne lga uske dono boobs hawa mein uchal rahe the wo apna hath mere seene par rakhe lund ko ander bahar kar rahi thi sach mein es position mein aur mja aa Raha tha.
Us raat hum dono ne khob mje liye subah tak ek dusre mein khoye rahe, aur wo mujhe apni bahoon mein lekar soo gayi.
Us raat ke baad sab badal gya ab jab bhi rohan bahar jaata hum dono kahin bahar ghumne jaate ek husband wife ki tarah rahte.
Rohan ke aate hi hum ek dusre se anjaan ban jaate bas kabhi kabhi akele mein kis kar leta houn. Rohan ab bhi mera dost hai. Sneha ab bhi uski biwi. Aur uske tour pe jaane ke baad woh Puri tarah meri ho jaati hai.