Mera naam Ananya hai, 22 saal ki. Main apne final year ki summer break pe ghar aa gayi. Mere dad ne 3 saal pehle mom ki death ke baad doosri shaadi ki thi – Radhika aunty se.
Jab main pehli baar ghar aayi thi tabhi Radhika aunty se mili thi. Tab mujhe unse kuch khaas feel nahi hua tha. Lekin ab 3 saal baad, jab main ghar wapas aa rahi thi, to kuch alag sa lag raha tha.
Ghar pahunchi to Radhika aunty ne darwaza khola. Unhone white kurta aur light blue jeans pehna tha. Baal khule hue the, aur chehre pe koi makeup nahi tha. Phir bhi kitni khoobsurat lag rahi thi.
“Ananya! Kitni badi ho gayi hai tu!” unhone mujhe gale lagaya.
Unki baahon mein mujhe kuch alag sa mehsoos hua. Unki khushboo… koi perfume nahi, natural khushboo thi. Aur unki body ki garmi…
“Hi Radhika… I mean mom,” maine kaha.
“Radhika hi bulao, mom sunne mein ajeeb lagta hai. After all, hum dono mein itna zyada farak bhi nahi hai. Main 38 ki hun, tu 22 ki. Bas 16 saal ka gap hai,” unhone muskurate hue kaha.
Main unhe dekhti rahi. Unki smile mein kuch tha jo mujhe attract kar raha tha.
Dad ka business hai, unhe aksar tour pe jaana padta hai. Is baar woh 10 din ke liye Singapore gaye hue the.
“Ananya, ab ghar mein bas hum dono hain. Tu comfortable rehna,” Radhika ne kaha.
“Thanks Radhika,” maine kaha.
Pehle din to bas adjustment hua. Main apne room mein thi, woh apne kaam mein. Lekin shaam ko jab humne saath mein dinner kiya, tab baat shuru hui.
“Ananya, college mein koi boyfriend hai?” Radhika ne poochha.
“Nahi… abhi tak koi special nahi mila,” maine kaha.
“Koi crush? Ladki?” unhone casually poochha.
Main unki taraf dekhi. Unki aankhon mein koi judgment nahi tha, bas genuine curiosity thi.
“Actually… main sure nahi hun ki mujhe ladke pasand hain ya ladkiya,” maine finally kaha. Pehli baar kisi se yeh baat share ki thi.
Radhika ne muskuraya. “Its okay, explore karne mein time lagta hai. Main bhi college mein confused thi,” unhone kaha.
“Really?” maine hairani se poochha.
“Haan, lekin phir samajh aaya ki dil kya chahta hai,” unhone kaha aur mere haath pe apna haath rakh diya.
Woh chhuan… kuch alag sa tha.
Agle kuch din mein humari dosti gehri hoti gayi. Subah saath mein yoga karte, shaam ko saath mein chai peete, raat ko movies dekhte.
Ek din main unke room mein gayi. Unhone apni purani college ki album dikhai.
“Wow Radhika, tu kitni pretty thi… I mean hai,” maine kaha.
“Thank you Ananya. Lekin ab to buddhi ho gayi hun,” unhone kaha.
“Bilkul nahi! Tu to ab bhi bilkul young dikhti hai. Dekh, yeh photo mein aur ab mein koi farak nahi hai,” maine kaha.
“Sweet hai tu,” unhone kaha aur mere gaal pe chhoo kar kiss kar di.
Woh kiss… halke se the, lekin mere dil mein kuch hua.
“Radhika, main… mujhe kuch poochhna hai,” maine himmat ki.
“Poochh,” unhone kaha.
“Tu… kabhi ladki ke saath… I mean…?” maine adhura sawal chhoda.
Radhika ne meri aankhon mein dekha. “Haan, ek baar. College ki friend thi. Do saal tak relationship tha. Phir woh US chali gayi,” unhone shanti se kaha.
Main kuch nahi boli. Bas unhe dekhti rahi.
“Kyun poochh rahi hai?” unhone kaha.
“Bas… mujhe jaanna tha,” maine kaha.
Ek raat achanak bijli chali gayi. Garmi bahut thi, AC bhi band ho gaya.
“Ananya, mere room mein aa ja. Mere paas candles hain,” Radhika ne awaaz lagayi.
Main unke room mein gayi. Unhone candle jalayi hui thi. Room mein halki roshni thi.
“Bahut garmi hai,” maine kaha.
“Haan, shirt utaar de. Main bhi utaarti hun,” Radhika ne kaha.
Hum dono ne apni shirts utari. Main bra mein thi, woh sleeveless tank top mein. Candle light mein unki body ki outline dikh rahi thi.
“Radhika, tu kitni fit hai,” maine kaha.
“Yoga ki wajah se. Tera bhi to mast figure hai,” unhone kaha.
Main sharma gayi. “Thanks.”
Hum bed pe baithe baatein kar rahe the. Candle ki roshni mein unka chehra aur bhi khoobsurat lag raha tha.
“Ananya, tu mujhe kisi bhi baat ke liye comfortable feel karati hai. Mere apne bhi nahi hote itne close,” Radhika ne kaha.
“Main bhi Radhika, aap mere dad ki wife hai, lekin ab meri best friend ban gayi hai,” maine kaha.
Radhika ne mera haath pakda. “Thank you.”
Hum dono ek doosre ki aankhon mein dekh rahe the. Kuch alag sa atmosphere ban raha tha.
“Ananya, main tere baalon mein haath phiraun?” Radhika ne poochha.
“Haan,” maine kaha.
Woh mere paas aayi aur mere baalon mein haath phirane lagi. Unki ungliyaan mere scalp pe ghum rahi thi. Mujhe bahut relax feel ho raha tha.
“Kitne soft baal hain tere,” unhone kaha.
“Radhika…” maine unki taraf dekha.
Unki aankhen meri aankhon mein thi. Hum dono ruke. Kuch pal ke liye jaise time ruk gaya ho.
Phir dheere se, Radhika ne apna haath mere cheek pe rakha. “Main kiss karun?”
Main kuch nahi boli. Bas aankhen band kar li.
Unke hoth mere hothon pe aaye. Pehle to halke se, phir dheere dheere gehra kiss Karne lagi. Unki jeebh mere munh mein ghusi. Main bhi response dene lagi.
Yeh kiss alag tha. Pehle kabhi kisi se itna emotional connection feel nahi hua tha.
Radhika ne mujhe gale lagaya. Hum dono ek doosre se chipak gaye. Unki body ki garmi mere body se mil rahi thi.
“Ananya, tu sure hai?” unhone poochha.
“Haan Radhika, main sure hun,” maine kaha.
Radhika ne mujhe bed pe lita diya. Woh mere upar aayi, lekin poora weight nahi daala. Hum dono abhi bhi kiss kar rahe the.
Unhone mere gale pe kiss kiya. Phir collar bone pe. Dheere dheere neeche aa rahi thi.
“Radhika… yeh sahi hai?” maine poochha.
“Haan, agar dono ko maza aa raha hai to sahi hai,” unhone kaha.
Unhone mere bra ke upar se hi mere boobs dabane shuru kiye. Halke se, pyar se. Jaise koi precious cheez ho.
“Kitne soft hain tere,” unhone kaha.
Main moan karne lagi. “Ah… Radhika… aur karo…”
Unhone meri bra utari. Ab mere boobs bilkul free the. Candle light mein unki nazar mere boobs pe thi.
“Beautiful,” unhone kaha aur ek boob munh mein le liya.
Unki zubaan mere nipple pe ghum rahi thi. Pehle halke se, phir zor se choosa. Main apne haath unke baalon mein daal ke unhe aur zor se apne boobs pe daba rahi thi.
Radhika dheere dheere neeche gayi. Meri navel pe kiss kiya. Phir jeans ke button pe haath rakha.
“Utaarun?” unhone poochha.
“Haan,” maine kaha.
Unhone meri jeans utari. Main sirf panty mein thi. Unhone meri panty pe haath rakha aur upar se hi meri choot ko feel kiya.
“Gili ho gayi hai tu,” unhone kaha.
“Radhika…” main sharma gayi.
“Its okay, yeh achha sign hai,” unhone muskurate hue kaha.
Unhone meri panty neeche ki. Meri choot unke saamne thi. Maine shave ki hui thi, bilkul saaf.
“Kya gori hai tu,” unhone kaha.
Unhone meri ek taang uthai aur bed pe rakhi. Ab meri choot poori khuli thi. Unhone apni zubaan nikaali aur meri choot pe rakh di.
“Ah… Radhika…” main chillayi.
Unki zubaan meri choot ki line pe ghum rahi thi. Pehle upar se chat rahi thi, phir dheere dheere andar ki taraf.
“Teri taste bahut achhi hai,” unhone kaha.
Main pagalon ki tarah moan kar rahi thi. “Ah… haan… wahin… aur zor se…”
Radhika ne meri clit pe zubaan rakh di. Halke se pehle, phir zor se ragadne lagi.
“Ah… maa… nahi Radhika… bahut zyada ho raha hai…” main chillayi.
“Bas relax kar, enjoy kar,” unhone kaha.
Unhone meri clit ko zubaan se masalna shuru kiya. Saath mein ek ungli meri choot mein daal di.
“Ah… andar ghus gayi…” maine kaha.
Unki ungli andar bahar ho rahi thi, aur zubaan se clit ko ragad rahi thi. Main poori tarah se wet ho gayi thi.
“Main jhadne wali hun…” maine kaha.
“Jhad ja meri jaan, jhad ja,” unhone kaha.
Main jhad gayi. Poora badan kaanpne laga. Radhika ne saara ras chat liya.
Radhika upar aayi. Unhone apna tank top utara. Bra nahi pehni thi. Unke boobs bilkul perfect the – bade, gol, nipples dark brown.
“Ab meri baari,” maine kaha.
Main unke upar aayi. Pehle unke boobs choose. Unke nipples tight ho gaye. Main ek ko choos rahi thi, dusre ko haath se daba rahi thi.
“Ah… Ananya… tu to natural ho,” Radhika moan kar rahi thi.
Main neeche gayi. Unki jeans utari. Woh panty mein thi – black lace wali. Main unki panty ke upar se hi unki choot pe kiss ki.
“Ah… haaan…” Radhika ne kaha.
Maine unki panty neeche ki. Unki choot thodi hairy thi, lekin maintained. Main ne apni zubaan nikaali aur unki choot pe rakh di.
“Teri zubaan kitni soft hai,” Radhika ne kaha.
Main unki clit pe zubaan se ragadne lagi. Saath mein ek ungli andar daal di. Unki choot garam thi, aur tight bhi.
“Ah… Ananya… aur zor se… bas wahin…” Radhika chillane lagi.
Main zor zor se unki clit chatne lagi. Unki ungli andar bahar kar rahi thi.
Radhika ne mujhe upar khincha. “69 mein aao,” unhone kaha.
Main samajh gayi. Main unke upar aa gayi, lekin ulte position mein – mera munh unki choot pe, aur unka munh meri choot pe.
Hum dono ek doosre ki choot chatne lagi. Main unki clit pe zubaan se ragad rahi thi, woh meri clit pe. Saath mein ungliyan andar bahar ho rahi thi.
“Ah… Ananya… main jhadne wali hun…” Radhika ne kaha.
“Main bhi…” maine kaha.
Hum dono zor zor se chatne lagi. Radhika jhad gayi, unka ras mere munh mein aa gaya. Aur Main bhi jhad gayi.
Hum dono thak kar ek doosre se lipat gayi. Candle ab bhi jal rahi thi.
“Radhika, yeh sahi tha?” maine poochha.
“Ananya, yeh perfect tha,” unhone kaha aur mere forehead pe kiss kiya.
Subah jab main uthi, Radhika kitchen mein chai bana rahi thi. Unhone mera favourite nightie pehna tha.
“Good morning,” unhone muskurate hue kaha.
“Good morning,” maine kaha aur unke gale lag gayi.
“Kaisi ho?” unhone poochha.
“Bahut achhi. Tu?” maine kaha.
“Main bhi perfect. Raat ko mja aaya?” unhone poochha.
Main sharma gayi. “Haan, bahoot mje aaya?” Phir humne khana banaya aur masti karte huye khaye.
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