Mera naam Rohan hai aur main 22 saal ka hun. Hum log Delhi ke ek posh area mein rehte hain. Papa ka business hai to ghar mein bas main aur maa rehte hain. Papa mahine mein 15-20 din tour par hi rehte hain.
Hamare ghar ke bagal waale ghar mein naye log aaye the. Unka naam tha Sharma ji. Sharma ji ki wife ka naam Anjali tha, lekin sab use Anju bulaate the. Wo lagbhag 38-40 saal ki hogi, lekin dikhti bilkul 30 ki thi.
Pehli baar jab maine unhe dekha, to meri aankhen khuli reh gayi. Kaali saree mein wo kisi heroine se kam nahi lag rahi thi. Uska figure bilkul perfect tha – 36-28-38. Gori rangat, lambe baal, aur wo hansi… bas kya kahun!
“Mummy, bagal waale uncle kaun hain?” maine poochha.
“Sharma ji hain, unka transfer yahan hua hai. Unki wife Anju bahut achhi hai. Kal milaungi tujhe,” mummy boli.
Dil mein laddoo phootne lage. Bas kal ka intezaar kar raha tha.
Shaam ko jab main college se lauta, to dekha Anju aunty apne gate par khadi thi. Maine jaldi se apni shirt theek ki aur unke paas aagya.
“Namaste aunty, main Rohan hun, bagal waala,” maine kaha.
“Arre haan, tum hi ho na? Tumhari mummy ne tumhare baare mein bahut kuch bataya hai. Padhai kaise chal rahi hai?” Anju aunty ne muskuraate hue poochha.
Unki aankhen… itni gehri aur sexy. Main to bas unhe hi dekh raha tha.
“Achi chal rahi hai aunty,” maine kaha, lekin meri nazar unke gale mein locket par thi jo unke cleavage ke beech ja raha tha.
“Achha suno, kal shaam ko ghar pe aana. Maine tumhari mummy ko bhi invite kiya hai. Pehli rasoi hai hamari yahan,” Anju aunty boli.
“Zaroor aunty,” maine kaha aur wahan se chala aaya.
Raat ko sote waqt bas Anju aunty ka hi chehra nazar aa raha tha. Unki smile, unki awaaz, aur wo kaali saree mein unka jism… lund to bas control mein hi nahi tha.
Kal shaam ko hum Sharma ji ke ghar gaye. Sharma ji bahar gaye hue the, kisi meeting ke liye. Bas Anju aunty hi thi ghar mein.
“Arre aao aao, baithein,” Anju aunty ne khusi se humein andar bulaya.
Main aunty ko dekh kar hi reh gaya. Aaj unhone pink saree pehni thi, aur blouse itna deep tha ki… bas kya bataun. Backless blouse tha, aur unki peeth bilkul gori aur smooth dikhti thi.
Khana bahut achha tha. Mummy aur Anju aunty baatein kar rahi thi. Main bas chup-chap aunty ko hi dekh raha tha. Kabhi unke boobs, kabhi unki kamar, kabhi unke honth…
“Rohan, beta, kya soch raha hai?” Anju aunty ne poochha.
“Kuch nahi aunty, bas aapki saree bahut achhi lag rahi hai,” maine sharmaate hue kaha.
“Achha? Toh phir kal main tumhare liye special dinner banaungi. Sharma ji to do din ke liye Pune jaa rahe hain,” Anju aunty ne kaha aur aankh maari.
Dil dhak-dhak karne laga. Kya sach mein aunty ne aankh maari thi? Ya bas mera dimaag kharab ho raha tha?
Ghar aake main poori raat so nahi paya. Bas Anju aunty ke khayal hi aa rahe the.
Agle din shaam ko, main taiyaar hokar Sharma ji ke ghar gaya. Sachmuch Sharma ji Pune gaye hue the. Ghar mein bas Anju aunty akeli thi.
“Arre wah! Rohan, tum to bilkul hero lag rahe ho,” Anju aunty ne gate par hi taareef shuru kar di.
Maine black shirt aur jeans pehni thi. Aunty ne red saree pehni thi, aur wo blouse… oh god! Sleeveless tha, aur itna tight ki unke boobs bilkul perfect shape mein dikh rahe the.
“Thank you aunty, aap bhi… I mean, aap bahut achhi lag rahi hain,” maine kaha.
“Bas aunty-aunty mat karo, Anju bulaaya karo. After all, hum neighbours hain,” Anju aunty ne kaha aur mujhe andar bulaya.
Dinner table par hum dono baithe. Anju aunty ne wine bhi nikaali. Maine pehli baar wine pe thi.
“Rohan, tum mujhe achhi tarah jaante nahi ho. Main bahut bindaas aurat hun. Jo mann mein aata hai, bol deti hun,” Anju aunty ne kaha.
“Aunty… I mean Anju, aap sach mein bahut different ho,” maine kaha.
“Different? Matlab?” Anju ne poochha.
“Matlab… aap itni khubsurat ho, itni confident ho. Sharma ji lucky hain,” maine himmat karke kaha.
Anju ne smile di. “Sharma ji to bas business mein busy rehte hain. Unhe meri parwah nahi. Main akeli reh jati hun,” Anju ne gham bhari awaaz mein kaha.
“Main hoon na Anju, aap kabhi akeli nahi ho,” maine kaha aur unka haath apne haath mein le liya.
Anju ne mera haath nahi chhoda. Bas mujhe dekhne lagi. Nazren mil rahi thi, aur atmosphere mein kuch alag sa ho raha tha.
“Rohan… tum mujhe pasand karte ho?” Anju ne dheere se poochha.
Main darr gaya. Kya kahun? Sach bolun ya jhooth?
“Anju… main… haan, bahut pasand karta hun. Pehli nazar se hi,” maine finally haimat karke kaha.
Anju ne muskuraya. “Main jaanti thi. Tumhari nazar se pata chal raha tha. Roz mujhe ghoor rahe the.”
“Mujhe maaf kar do, main control nahi kar paya,” maine kaha.
“Koi baat nahi. Mujhe bhi tum pasand ho. Young, handsome, aur itna attention dene waala… Sharma ji to kabhi dekhte bhi nahi mujhe,” Anju ne kaha.
Main uthkar Anju ke paas gaya. Unki aankhon mein dekha. Wo bhi uth gayi. Ab hum dono ek doosre ke bahut kareeb the.
“Anju…” maine unka naam liya.
“Rohan…” Anju ne bhi mera naam liya.
Maine dheere se unke kandhe par haath rakha. Anju ne apni aankhen band kar li. Yeh signal tha. Maine unke honthon par apne honth rakh diye.
Pehla kiss tha, lekin aisa lag raha tha jaise saalon se ek doosre ko jaante hain. Anju ne bhi poora saath diya. Unke honth itne naram the, aur unki saans mein wine ki mehak…
Kiss karte-karte main unki kamar ko sahlaane laga. Anju ne bhi mere baal pakad liye. Hum dono pagalon ki tarah ek doosre ko kiss kar rahe the.
“Rohan… bedroom chalen?” Anju ne saans lete hue poochha.
Main kuch nahi bola, bas unka haath pakad kar unke bedroom ki taraf chal diya. Unka bedroom bada aur royal tha. Bich mein bada sa bed.
Anju ne apni saree ka pallu gira diya. Ab unka blouse aur petticoat hi tha. Main unke peeche gaya aur unki peeth par kiss karne laga. Anju ne apna sir peeche kar diya, aur main unke gale par kiss karne laga.
“Rohan… bahut dinon se kisi ne itna pyar nahi kiya,” Anju ne kaha.
Maine unke blouse ke hook kholne shuru kiye. Ek-ek karke saare hook khule. Anju aage jhuki, aur maine unka blouse utar diya.
Ab Anju sirf bra mein thi peechhe se. Main unki peeth ko kiss karte-karte unki bra ke hook bhi khol diye. Anju ne bra aage se pakad kar hata di.
Main peeche se unke boobs ko touch karne laga. Kitne naram the, kitne bade… bas maza aa raha tha. Anju moan karne lagi.
“Rohan… please… ab aur mat tadpao,” Anju ne kaha.
Maine unko ghoomaya. Ab Anju bilkul nangi thi upar se. Unke boobs bilkul perfect the – gol, bade, aur nipples ka colour light brown.
Main ek boob ko munh mein lekar choosne laga. Anju ne mere sir ko apne boobs par daba diya. Dusre haath se main dusre boob ko masal raha tha.
“Rohan… ah… bahut achha lag raha hai,” Anju moan kar rahi thi.
Maine Anju ko bed par lita diya. Ab main unke upar tha. Unke honth choos raha tha, aur haath se unki panty ke andar haath daal diya.
Anju ki chut bilkul gili ho chuki thi. Main unki clitoris ko touch karne laga. Anju pagalon ki tarah chillane lagi.
“Rohan… please… ab daal do… bahut ho gaya,” Anju ne kaha.
Maine apni shirt aur jeans utaar di. Anju ne mere lund ko dekha. 7 inch ka tha, aur bilkul tight khada hua tha.
“Rohan… tumhara to bahut bada hai,” Anju ne kaha.
Maine Anju ki taangein failayi aur apna lund unki chut par set kiya. Ek jhatke mein poora andar ghusa diya.
“Ah… Rohan… dard ho raha hai… thoda dheere,” Anju ne kaha.
Maine speed kam kar di, dheere-dheere andar-bahar karne laga. Anju ki aankhen band thi, aur wo maza le rahi thi.
Dheere-dheere Anju bhi response dene lagi. Wo apni kamar utha-utha kar mera saath dene lagi.
“Rohan… aur tez… aur tez karo,” Anju chillane lagi.
Maine speed badha di. Bed ki khat-khat ki awaaz poore kamre mein gunj rahi thi. Anju ki chut itni tight thi ki maza hi aa raha tha.
“Anju… main jhadne waala hun,” maine kaha.
“Andar hi jhad jao Rohan” Anju ne kaha.
Maine poora maal Anju ki chut mein hi chhod diya. Aur Hum dono thak kar ek doosre se lipat gaye.
Jab Sharma ji waapas aaye, to Anju normal wife ki tarah unka intezaar kar rahi thi. Lekin ab hum dono ke beech ek secret tha.
Roz shaam ko, jab Sharma ji office jaate, main Anju ke ghar jaata. Kabhi unki kitchen mein chodta, kabhi drawing room mein.
Yeh rishta ab saalon se chal raha hai. Anju ab 45 ki ho gayi hai, lekin ab bhi utni hi sexy hai. Main ab 30 ka ho gaya hun, aur ab bhi usi junoon se unhe chodta hun.