Incest JANNAT TERI BAHON (TANGO) MEIN

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Part - 78Manik ki baaton ne aur khaas karke shanivar (Saturday) ko pakka ghar aane ke waade ne Pari ke bheetar ke saare darr aur akelepan ko ek jhatke mein gayab kar diya. Jo ladki abhi kuch der pehle tak phoot-phoot kar ro rahi thi, uski siskkiyan ab poori tarah thham chuki thheen. Manik ki pyaar bhari aawaaz aur uski baaton ke jadoo ne Pari ke rote hue chehre par ek sachi aur pyaari si muskaan lautayi thi. Use ab mehsoos ho raha tha ki bhale hi uske bhaiya usse kayi sau kilometer door chale gaye hain, par unka dil aur unka judav bilkul pehle jaisa hi mazboot hai.

Pari ne phone ko dono haathon se kas kar pakda aur behad khushi aur utsaah se bhari aawaaz mein boli, "Haan! Theek hai bhai! Main bilkul aapka intezar karungi! Main to abhi se shanivar ke liye ulti ginti (countdown) shuru kar rahi hoon! Bas teen din aur... uske baad aap mere saamne hoge!"

Pari ka dil ab halka ho chuka tha. Use is baat ka poora yakeen ho gaya tha ki is lambi doori (distance) ke bawajud, unka rishta aur unki dosti kamzor nahi padne wali. Woh is naye badlav ko lekar thodi excited bhi lag rahi thi.

Apne dimaag mein ek naya plan bante hi Pari thoda aur utsaahit (excited) hokar bolne lagi, "Aur suno bhaiya! Mujhe pata hai ki aap wahan office mein aur apni CA ki training mein bohot zyaada busy rahoge... un khadoos clients aur lambi-lambi files ke beech aapka dimaag thak jayega. Par... par maine ek mast idea socha hai! Hum dono ko jo Maths ka subject itna zyaada kathin (tough) lagta hai na, jise dekh kar hum dono ka dimaag ghoom jaata hai... kyun na hum us maths ko roz raat ko video call ke zariye sath milkar padha karein?"

Pari ne apni aawaaz mein thodi shararat aur thoda haq jatate hue aage kaha, "Aise aapka extra time bhi sahi jagah use ho jayega, aapka revision bhi ho jayega... aur mujhe aapse dher saari baatein karne ka ek solid bahana bhi mil jayega! Main roz raat ko aapko theek isi samay video call karungi, aur hum dono apni maths ki book lekar baith jaya karenge. Bolo, kaisa laga mera masterplan?"

Manik jo sofe par baitha Simi ke khayalon aur office ki yaadon ke beech jhooja raha tha, Pari ka yeh bholapan aur uski dimaagi khurafat sunkar zor se hass pada. Use apni behen ka yeh masoom sa vichar (idea) sach mein bohot zyaada pasand aaya. Usne socha ki chalo, is bahaane roz raat ko apni gudiya ka chehra bhi dekhne ko mil jayega aur ghar ki kami bhi mehsoos nahi hogi.

Manik ne haste hue bade pyaar se kaha, "Wah meri jaan! Yeh to sach mein bohot hi zabardast aur gajab ka idea hai! Done raha! Hum roz raat ko isi tarah video call se hi padha karenge. Tum udhar apni book kholna, main idhar apni laptop screen par dhyan doonga. Aur haan... ek baat to suno! Padhte-padhte, maths ke formulae lagate-lagate... agar hum dono ke beech thoda bohot pyaar aur zyaada badh jaye... thodi bohot shararat ho jaye... to chalega na?"

Pari ne Manik ki is mazaakiya aur pyaar bhari baat par khilkhila kar haste hue jawab diya, "Bilkool chalega, bhai! 100% chalega! Ab mujhe sach mein bohot accha lag raha hai, saara rona-dhona gayab ho gaya hai. Ab aap aaram karo, thak gaye hoge office se aakar. Kal milte hain raat ko seedha video call par!"

Pari ab poori tarah shaant, santusht aur khush thi. Dono ne ek doosre ko good night kaha aur Manik ne call disconnect kiya.

Phone rakhne ke baad Manik ne sofe par peeche ki taraf take lagayi aur ek lambi, gehri aur sukoon bhari saans li. Uske bheetar ka saara tanaav ab poori tarah khatam ho chuka tha. Woh man hi man muskura raha tha aur aane wale samay ka ek poora map apne dimaag mein taiyar kar raha tha. Use ab saaf-saaf dikh raha te ki uski CA ki training ki jo dedh saal ki lambi aur boring life hone wali thi, woh ab bilkul bhi boring nahi rahegi.

Usne socha, "Chalo, poora intezam ekdam perfect ho gaya hai! Dinbhar office mein taxation, GST returns aur udhar boss ki beti Vani ke jism aur uske kapdon ke naye-naye nazaare... shaam ko ghar aate hi video call par Pari ka ye bholapan, uski baatein aur uske sath maths padhne ka maza... aur jab weekends aayenge, to meri pyaari Simi ke kamre ka khula darwaza aur uski naram-garm chut ka maza! Meri life to pehle hi din se ekdam set ho gayi hai."

Is haseen aur shatir khayal ke sath Manik utha, apne kapde badle aur aane wale kal ki nayi subah, naye office ke kaam, aur apne zindgi ke is naye chapter ke naye maze lene ke liye poori tarah taiyar ho gaya.

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Manik abhi-abhi Pari se baat karke phone rakh hi raha tha. Uske chehre pe ek halki si muskaan thi kyunki usko laga tha ki ghar ka morcha temporary toh sambhal liya hai. Tabhi uske room mein Simi aayi, bina kisi awaaz ke, usko completely chounka diya. Simi quietly room mein daakhil hui, pehle dheere se darwaza band kiya aur phir andar se lock laga diya. Manik ne yeh dekha toh uske chehre pe turant ek shararti si muskaan aa gayi. Woh halki awaaz mein bola, “Arre! Kya hua rani? Itna chup-chaap kyun? Masi dekh lengi toh kya hoga?”

Isse pehle Manik kuch aur bolta, Simi tezi se uske bed pe chadh gayi jahan woh baitha tha. Bina kisi sharam ke seedha uski god mein baith gayi. Uska poora soft wazan Manik ki jaanghon pe aa gaya, uske thighs Manik ke hard thighs pe settle ho gaye aur uska body thoda-thoda hilne laga. Simi ne kaan mein phusphusate hue, garam saans lete hue kaha, “Ab koi nahi dekhega… aaj raat tum bilkul mere ho.” God mein Simi ke baithte hi Manik ki saari thakaan gaayab ho gayi. Uske andar ek familiar heat uthne lagi. Usse pata tha ab uski dedh saal ki training ka pehla real reward milne wala hai.

Simi ne apni bahen Manik ki gardan ke chaaron taraf lapet li. Unki saansein ek-doosre se takra rahi thi. Dono ne ek-doosre ki aankhon mein dekha—un aankhon mein ab pyaar, raaz aur betabi thi. Manik ne bina der kiye Simi ke hothon ko dheere se choom liya. Yeh chumban unke din bhar ke intezaar aur naye shahar mein akelepan ki shuruaat ka jawab tha. Pehle toh yeh kiss bahut naram thi, jo unke gehre emotional judav ko dikhati thi, lekin jaise hi unki jeebhein mili, kiss turant gehra aur vasna se bhara ho gaya. Simi ne Manik ke baal kheenchkar usko aur nazdeek kheench liya. Woh poori tarah se Manik ki god mein pighal gayi. Unke beech ka pyaar aur aakarshan us room ke har kone mein mehsoos kiya ja raha tha.

Kiss ke dauran Manik ke haath dheere-dheere Simi ki kamar pe chal gaye, phir uski soft peeth ko sehlaane lage. Simi ki saansein tez hone lagi. Usne Manik ke shirt ke buttons dheere-dheere kholne shuru kiye aur apne haath uske seene pe phira diye. Manik ne bhi uski top ko upar ki taraf uthaya aur uske soft curves ko apne haathon se mehsoos kiya. Unka chumban ab aur gehra ho gaya tha, jeebhein ek-doosre se ulajh rahi thi, aur dono ke beech garam saans aur halki si aahen nikal rahi thi. Simi ne Manik ke pants ke upar se uski hardness ko mehsoos kiya toh uski aankhein band ho gayi. Woh dheere se uske upar hilne lagi, apne hips ko uske against ragadte hue. Manik ne uski kamar ko tightly pakad liya aur usko aur nazdeek kheench liya. Unka yeh pehla intimate touch unke forbidden rishte ko aur gehra bana raha tha.

Jab kiss ki intensity thodi kam hui, toh Simi ne Manik ke seene pe sar rakh diya, abhi bhi uski god mein baithi hui. Dabi hui awaaz mein boli, “Mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha ki tum sach mein yahan ho. Maine socha tha ki yeh dedh saal kaise katega!” Manik ne uske gaalon ko thapthapate hue kaha, “Main bhi… mujhe bhi laga tha ki Pari ke bina… tum sabko chhod kar yahan rehna bahut mushkil hoga. Par ab lag raha hai… yeh training bhi achhi hai!” Simi ne haste hue Manik ko phir se gale laga liya. Uske haath ab Manik ke seene pe hi the, dheere-dheere uski skin ko sehla rahe the. Manik ke haath bhi uski peeth se neeche ki taraf ja rahe the, uski soft body ko explore kar rahe the. Dono jaante the ki yeh raat aur aane wali kai raatein unke varjit pyaar aur khule aam pyaar ke beech ka santulan banaye rakhegi. Darwaza band tha, aur bahar ki duniya ko unke beech chal rahe is gehre emotional aur physical rishte ki koi khabar nahi thi. Is pal, woh duniya se kate hue, ek-doosre ke pyaar aur vasna mein poori tarah se leen the.

Simi abhi bhi Manik ki god mein baithi thi, uske haath uske seene pe ghoom rahe the. Manik ne uski top poori tarah se utaar di aur uske soft breasts ko apne haathon mein le liya. Usne unhe dheere-dheere sehlaaya, nipples ko ungliyon se dabaya toh Simi ki muh se halki si aah nikal gayi. Woh Manik ke muh ke paas apna face le aayi aur phir se uske hothon ko choosne lagi. Is baar kiss aur gehra tha, jeebhein ek-doosre se lipat rahi thi. Manik ne uski bra ka hook khol diya aur uske nange body ko apne seene se sata liya. Unki garam skin ek-doosre se ragad rahi thi.

Manik ne Simi ko dheere se bed pe letaya. Woh uske upar aa gaya, uski jaanghon ke beech mein settle hote hue. Usne uski skirt aur panty ek saath neeche khiska di. Simi ki aankhein band thi, saansein tez chal rahi thi. Manik ne pehle uski thighs ko chooma, phir dheere-dheere upar ki taraf badha. Jab uski jeebh uske soft folds pe padi toh Simi ne uske baal pakad liye aur zor se kaha, “Aaahh bhaiya… maza aa raha hai… thoda aur jor se…” Manik ne usko apni jeebh se sehlaaya, choosa, jab tak ki Simi ke hips hilne lage aur woh thartharane lagi. Uski pehli climax aayi toh usne Manik ke naam ko phusphusaate hue apne thighs ko uske head ke around tightly band kar liya.

Jab Simi ki saansein thodi normal hui, toh usne Manik ko upar kheench liya. Usne uske pants aur underwear ko neeche utaar diya. Manik ki hardness uske haath mein aa gayi toh Simi ne usko dheere-dheere sehlaaya, phir apne muh mein le liya. Manik ki aankhein band ho gayi. Woh uske baal pakad kar dheere-dheere uske muh mein hilne laga. Kai minute tak yeh chalta raha, phir Simi ne usko hataaya aur apne neeche let gayi, jaanghein khol di. Manik ne apna lund uske entrance pe rakha aur dheere se andar dhakela. Simi ki muh se lamba sa moan nikal gaya, “Aaahh bhaiya… itna deep… maza aa raha hai…” Woh poori tarah se andar tak gaya toh dono kuch second ke liye ruk gaye, ek-doosre ki aankhon mein dekhte hue.

Phir Manik hilna shuru hua. Pehle dheere-dheere, phir tez. Har dhakke ke saath bed ki charpai halki si awaaz kar rahi thi. Simi ne apne legs ko Manik ki kamar pe lapet liya aur usko aur andar kheench rahi thi. “Zor se bhaiya… aur zor se… aaahh… meri chut phaad do,” woh bar-bar bol rahi thi. Manik ne uske hips ko tightly pakad kar tez-tez dhakke maare aur saath hi bola, “Meri behan ki chut mujhe hamesha anand deti hai… kitni tight aur garam hai teri yeh chut, Simi…” Unka pehla round kaafi lamba chala. Simi do baar aur climax kar chuki thi jab Manik ne apna load uske andar chhoda. Woh uske upar gira, dono ki saansein tez thi, bodies paseene se bheegi hui.

Thodi der aaram karne ke baad Simi ne Manik ko side pe ghumaya. Ab woh uske upar baith gayi. Usne uske soft lund ko apne haath se phir se hard kiya, phir usko apne andar le liya. Is baar woh khud control mein thi. Simi ne apne hips ko gol-gol ghumana shuru kiya, kabhi upar-neeche, kabhi aage-peeche. Manik ke haath uske breasts pe the, unhe dabate hue, nipples ko pinch karte hue. Simi ki aankhein band thi, muh se aahen nikal rahi thi, “Aaahh bhaiya… maza aa raha hai… thoda aur jor se hilao mujhe…” Manik ne uski kamar pakad kar usko aur tez hilaya aur kaha, “Meri behan ki chut mujhe hamesha anand deti hai… aaj raat isko poori tarah se chodunga.” Doosra round pehle se bhi tez aur gehra tha. Unka bodies ek-doosre se takra rahe the, awaaze room mein goonj rahi thi. Simi ne apna climax phir se feel kiya toh usne Manik ke seene pe apne nails gaad diye aur chillayi, “Bhaiya… aaahh… main aa rahi hoon…” Manik bhi uske saath hi release hua, uske andar hi.



Baad mein dono ek-doosre se lipte hue let gaye. Simi ne Manik ke seene pe sar rakh diya, uski ungliyon se uske chest ke baal sehlaate hue. Bahar abhi bhi andhera tha, darwaza lock tha, aur unke beech sirf paseena, saansein aur woh forbidden pyaar tha jo ab aur gehra ho chuka tha. Manik ne uske baal sehlaate hue dheere se kaha, “Yeh training ab asl mein shuru hui hai… meri behan ki chut aaj bhi utni hi mast lagi.” Simi ne muskuraate hue uske hothon ko phir se choom liya, jaise keh rahi ho ki raat abhi khatam nahi hui.

 

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Part -79Fir ek din….(simi ka man kiya ke wo manik ko khud ke virgin hone ka role play karne ko kahe…jab manik ne ye suna to pehle to wo hansa fir taiyar ho gaya)

Chhat par, chandni raat thi. Aur hawa mein ek garmi thi... ek aisi garmi jo sirf garmiyon ki raaton mein aati hai. Manik ne apna glass uthaya aur last sip li. Usne dekha Simi apne baal hata rahi thi, aur paseene se uski gardan chamak rahi thi.

"Kitni garmi hai aaj," Simi ne kaha, apne kapde ke neckline ko halka sa hila kar. "Aisa lag raha hai aag bars rahi hai."

Manik ne use dekha. Woh dono mausere bhai behan the, par aaj kuch alag tha. Woh dono ab bade ho chuke the - Manik 22 ka tha aur Simi 21 ki. Aur aaj woh ek dusre ko nayi nazron se dekh rahe the.

"Tune kabhi socha hai..." Manik ne dheere se kaha, "...ki hum sirf bhai behan hi kyun hain?"

Simi ne suddenly uski taraf dekha. Uske hont thode se khule. "Kya matlab?"

"Matlab..." Manik ne aage badh kar kaha, apna haath uske gaal par ferte hue. "Aisa kyun nahi ho sakta ki hum... zyada ho?"

Uske haath ka sparsh Simi ki skin par bijli ki tarah guzra. Woh tharthara kar reh gayi. Usne kabhi apne bhai ko iss nazron se nahi dekha tha. Aankhon mein ek aag thi... ek aisi bhookh jo keval uski taraf thi.

"Manik..." usne fisfisaya, lekin uska jism uski awaaz ke against gaya. Usne apne aap ko peeche khenchne ki koshish ki, lekin uski gardan ne jhuk kar uska haath apne aap ko chune diya.

"Bas itna bata," Manik ne kaha, uske honton ke itne kareeb ki uska saans Simi ke hothon ko chhu rahi thi. "Kya tum nahi chahti? Kya tumhe kabhi aise khayal nahi aaye?"

Simi ne haan mein sar hila diya, uski aankhen band hote huye bhi. "Par... aisa galat hai."

"Kuch bhi galat nahi hai jo itna sahi mehsoos ho," Manik ne kaha, aur finally uske honton ko apne honton se daba diya.

Woh pehla chumban koi komal sparsh nahi tha. Woh to ek dam se lapak kar jhapat gaya tha, jisse Simi ke shareer mein aag lag gayi. Usne apne hoth press kiye, uska mooh khula, aur uski jeebh ne dheere se uska daanta chata. Uske haath uski kamar par gaye, use apne pass kheech kar. Simi ne ek gehri saans li aur apne haathon se uske balon ko pakad liya, use apne aur kareeb kheencha.

Ab koi sharma nahi rahi thi. Ab koi sawaal nahi tha. Sirf ek jalti hui ichcha thi. Ek doosre ko poora feel karne ki.

Manik ne uske hoth chode bina, uski gardan ko chumma shuru kar diya, niche utar kar uske collar bone ko. Uske hont garam the aur nam, aur har chuman Simi ke shareer mein nayi lehrayein bhej raha tha. Usne apni ungliyon se uske kapde ke buttons kholne shuru kiye.

"Dheere se," Simi ne fisfisaya, lekin uska jism aage badh kar uske haath ko chhu raha tha.

"Main theek kar dunga," Manik ne kaha, aur akhir kar uski kameez khol di. Usne bra dekhi, jo uske bhare hue chhati ko sambhale hue thi. Usne apna mooh uske dono stanon ke beech rakh diya, gehra saans lete hue uski khushboo ko mehsoos karte hue.

Simi ne cheekh mari jab usne uske bra ke clasp ko khol kar stanon ko bahar nikala. Usne unhen apne haathon mein liya, unke nipples ko ungliyon se dabaya. Woh itne hard the ki use dard hua, par woh maza bhi de raha tha. Manik ne apni jeebh se ek nipple ko chata, suck kiya, nibhaya. Simi ki saansen tez ho gayin, usne apna sar peeche kiya aur apne baal patak diye.

"Ufff... Manik... aah..."

Usne apna haath niche kiya, uski pet ki kori ko chua, phir uski salwar ke andar. Simi ne apni jaanghen khol di, uske haath ko apne beech ane diya. Usne apni ungliyon se uske panties ke upar use ragda. Woh already geeli thi, aur uska garam pani uski ungliyon tak aa gaya.

"Kitni tayyar ho tum," Manik ne uske kaan mein gurghuraya. "Mere liye."

"Haan... sirf tere liye," Simi ne jawab diya, apni behan wali awaaz kho chuki thi, ab to ek aurat ki gehri, bhuki awaaz thi.

Usne use patak kar niche kiya, chattai par. Usne uski salwar utaar kar fek di. Ab woh bilang nangi thi, uski golden skin chandni mein chamak rahi thi. Manik ne apne kapde utaare aur uske upar aa gaya. Usne apna lund, jo pura tana hua aur sakht tha, uski geeli chut ke against ragda.

"Please," Simi ne bheek maangi, uski aankhen bheegi hui. "Ab intezaar nahi kar sakti."

Manik ne apna sir hildaya. "Nahi. Pehle main tujhe dekhna chahta hoon. Poora."

Usne use palat kar pet ke bal gira diya. Simi ne apna munh dabaya jab usne uski gaand ko dekha, phir apni ungliyon se uski chut ko khola. Woh gulabi thi, phooli hui, aur usme se ek meethi khushboo aa rahi thi. Usne apni jeebh nikali aur uske ciltoris ko chata.

"Ah! Bhagwan!" Simi ne cheekh mari. Usne apni chut use zor se pesh ki. Manik ne apna sir andar kiya, apni jeebh use andar tak le gaye. Woh use chaat raha tha, choos raha tha, uske taste ko apne andar le raha tha. Simi sheeti maar rahi thi, uska jism tharthara raha tha. "Main... main ja rahi hoon!"

Uske orgasm ne use jhatak kar rakh diya, aur uska pani Manik ke munh mein gir gaya. Usne use pee liya.

Ab aur intezaar nahi tha. Manik ne use palat kar seedha kiya aur apne ghutnon ke bal uski jaanghon ke beech baitha. Usne apna lund liya aur use uski chut ke darwaze par rakha.

"Tayyar ho?" usne pucha, aankhon mein ek aag ke saath.

Simi ne haan mein sar hila diya apni aankhen band kiye hue. "Haan. Ab andar aa jao."

Manik ne jhatke se apna hip aage kiya, aur uska lund uski tight chut mein ghus gaya. Simi ne ek tez cheekh nikaali. Dard tha... lekin uske saath hi ek ajeeba maza bhi. Woh itna bada tha ki use lag raha tha ki woh phat jayegi. Manik thoda ruka, use adjust karne diya.

"Theek hai?" usne pucha, apne aap ko control karte hue.

"Haan... bas... hiltao," Simi ne kaha.

Usne hiltana shuru kiya, pehle dheere dheere, phir tez. Har stroke ke saath, uski chut use tight karti ja rahi thi. Aawaazein aarahi thi - unki tez saansen, skin ka skin se takrana, pani ki aawaz. Simi ne apni aankhen kholi aur Manik ko dekha, jo uspar latka hua tha, uska paseena uske chest se tapak raha tha.

"Aur hard," usne bheek maangi. "Mujhe chahiye."

Manik ne use zor se pakda aur zor zor se dhakelde. Ab koi control nahi tha. Sirf ek jungle ka kanoon tha. Lena aur dena. Usne uski taange kandhon par utha li aur aur gehrai tak gaya. Har baar jab woh andar jaata, Simi ki cheekh nikal aati.

"Kaha ja raha hai?" Simi ne pucha, hawa ke liye haambakti hui.

"Teri aakhri hadd tak," Manik ne jawab diya, aur use chumte hue.

Usne apna ek haath niche kiya aur uske ciltoris ko ragda. Simi ke jism mein ek aur jhatka aaya. "Haan! Ussi jagah! Matlabi!"

Uska orgasm nazdeek tha. Manik ko bhi mehsoos ho raha tha. Usne tezi badha di. Simi ki aankhen pichak gayin. "Main... main... aaahhhhh!"

Uske jism ne ek lambi khamoshi ke baad jhatke liye. Uski chut tight hui, aur uske andar se garam pani nikla. Yeh dekh kar Manik apne aap ko rok nahi saka. Usne ek gehri, gurghurati hui awaaz nikaali aur apna beej uske andar gira diya.

Woh dono saath mein gir gaye, ek doosre se lipte hue, apni tez tez saansen le rahe the.

Thodi der baad, jab unki saansen normal hui, Manik ne use dekha. "Kaisa laga?"

Simi ne muskurakar jawab diya, "Aaj tak ka sabse behtar."

Aur phir usne apna haath uske phir se khade hue lund par rakha.



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Part -80

ek aur din…

Raat ka samay tha aur chandni bikhri hui thi chhat pe. Hawa halki-halki chal rahi thi jo unki bodies pe thandak de rahi thi. Manik aur Simi, jo mausere bhai-behan the, saath-saath chhat pe tahal rahe the. Manik ne Simi ki taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi. Simi ki saari halki si lehra rahi thi aur uske kandhe pe Manik ka haath rakha hua tha. Woh dono bachpan se ek-doosre ke kareeb the lekin aaj raat kuch alag tha. Chand ki roshni mein Simi ka chehra aur bhi sundar lag raha tha, uske hoth thode geele the jaise usne abhi-abhi paani piya ho. Manik ka dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Usne socha kitni baar unhone issi chhat pe khelte hue raatein guzari thi lekin aaj unke beech woh bachpana nahi tha. Ab unke andar ek alag si aag thi jo dheere-dheere badh rahi thi.

Manik ne Simi ka haath pakda aur usko rok liya. “Simi, aaj raat kitni sundar hai na?” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha. Simi ne muskurate hue jawab diya, “Haan bhaiya, lekin tumhari nazrein toh mujh pe hi tiki hui hain.” Manik hans pada aur usko apni bahon mein kheench liya. Unke hoth ek-doosre se mile, ek garam aur lamba chumban. Simi ki saansein tez ho gayi aur usne Manik ki kamar pe haath fera. Kiss gehra hota gaya. Manik ki jeebh Simi ke muh mein ghus gayi aur dono ki saansein milne lagi. Simi ne Manik ke baal pakad liye aur usko aur nazdeek kheench liya. Unka bodies ek-doosre se sata hua tha. Manik ke haath Simi ki peeth pe ghoom rahe the, uski soft skin ko sehlaate hue. Chandni unke upar gir rahi thi aur hawa unke paseene ko thanda kar rahi thi.

Woh dono chhat ke kone mein chale gaye jahan koi nahi dekh sakta tha. Wahan ek purani charpai padi hui thi jo kai saalon se use nahi hui thi. Manik ne Simi ki saari ka pallu sarka diya aur uske kandhe choomne laga. Simi ki skin naram thi aur woh sihar uthi. “Bhaiya, yahan toh koi aa sakta hai,” usne phusphusate hue kaha lekin uski aankhon mein utsah tha. Manik ne kaha, “Koi nahi aayega, aur agar aaye toh bhi hum rukenge nahi.” Usne Simi ki blouse ki hook khol di aur uske stanon ko bahar nikaal liya. Woh gol aur kade the, nipples thande hawa se aur bhi tight ho gaye the. Manik ne unhe dabaya, apne haathon se sehlaaya aur phir muh mein le liya. Usne nipple ko choosa, jeebh se chakkar lagaya. Simi ne karaah li, “Aah… bhaiya… aise mat karo… main pagal ho jaungi.” Manik ne doosre breast pe bhi wahi kiya. Uske haath neeche ki taraf badhe aur usne Simi ki pet ko sehlaaya, phir uski saari ko aur khol diya.

Manik ne Simi ko zameen pe lita diya jo thandi thi lekin unki body ki garmi se garam ho rahi thi. Usne Simi ki saari poori tarah khol di aur uski chut ko dekha. Simi ki panty geeli ho chuki thi. Manik ne usko bhi utaar diya. Simi ki taangein faila di aur Manik ne apni jeebh se uski chut ko chatna shuru kar diya. Simi ki chut geeli ho chuki thi aur woh zor-zor se siskari maar rahi thi. “Bhaiya, aur chato… haan, wahin… aaahh bhaiya maza aa raha hai…” Manik ki jeebh andar-bahar ho rahi thi. Usne uske clit ko choosa, phir do ungliyan andar daal di. Simi ka body kaamp raha tha. Usne Manik ke baal pakad liye aur uske face ko apni chut pe dabaye rakha. “Thoda aur jor se… haan aise… meri chut ko chaatte raho bhaiya.” Manik ne usko bilkul pagal kar diya. Simi ki pehli climax aayi toh usne apne thighs ko Manik ke head ke around tightly band kar liya aur uska ras Manik ke muh pe behne laga.

Kuch minute baad Simi ne Manik ko upar kheench liya. Usne Manik ki pant khol di aur uska lund bahar nikaal liya. Lund kada aur mota tha, tip pe pehle se hi precum nikal raha tha. Simi ne usko muh mein le liya. Woh choosne lagi, jeebh se chatate hue. Manik ne uske baal pakde aur dheere-dheere dhakke dene laga. “Simi, kitna achha lag raha hai… chooso aur zor se.” Simi ka muh lund se bhara hua tha aur laar tapak rahi thi. Woh gale tak le rahi thi. Kabhi-kabhi woh lund ko muh se nikaalti aur uski tip ko jeebh se sehlati, phir phir se andar le leti. Manik ki saansein tez ho gayi. “Meri behan kitni mast choosti hai… teri yeh jeebh… aaahh.” Simi ne uske balls ko bhi haath se sehlaaya. Manik thodi der baad usko hataana chahta tha lekin Simi ne usko rok liya. “Nahi bhaiya, pehle main hi choosungi… tumhara cum mere muh mein aana chahiye.” Lekin Manik ne usko rok diya kyunki woh abhi nahi jhadna chahta tha.

Ab Manik ne Simi ko phir se litaya aur apni taangein faila di. Uska lund Simi ki chut pe ragadne laga. Simi ne kaha, “Bhaiya, daal do… mujhe chahiye.” Manik ne ek zordar dhakka diya aur lund poori tarah andar chala gaya. Simi cheekhi lekin anand se. “Aaahh bhaiya… itna bada… meri chut phaad di…” Manik ab pelne laga, tez-tez dhakke maarte hue. Simi ki chut lund ko kas kar pakad rahi thi aur dono ki body paseene se tar thi. “Aah… bhaiya, aur zor se… faad do meri chut.” Manik ne uske stanon ko choosa aur kamar pakad kar aur gehrai tak pahunch gaya. Har dhakke ke saath Simi ki aahen tez hoti gayi. “Bhaiya… meri chut ko aise hi chodo… hamesha… aaahh maza aa raha hai thoda aur jor se…” Manik ne uske kaan mein kaha, “Meri behan ki chut mujhe hamesha anand deti hai… kitni tight hai aaj bhi.” Woh tez-tez hil raha tha. Unka pehla round kaafi lamba chala. Simi do baar climax kar chuki thi jab Manik ne apna load uske andar chhoda. Garam-garam sperm uski chut mein bhar gaya. Simi bhi saath hi kaamp uthi.

Woh dono thak kar let gaye lekin raat abhi baaki thi. Thodi der baad Simi ne Manik ka lund phir se pakda aur sehlane lagi. Woh jaldi se phir se kada ho gaya. Simi uske upar sawar ho gayi. Usne lund ko apni chut pe set kiya aur dheere-dheere andar le liya. Ab woh khud control mein thi. Simi ne apne hips ko gol-gol ghumana shuru kiya. Kabhi upar-neeche, kabhi aage-peeche. Manik ke haath uske stanon pe the. “Dekh bhaiya… teri behan kaise uchal rahi hai tere lund pe,” Simi haste hue boli. Manik ne uski gaand ko thapthapaya. “Haan meri rani… aise hi hil… meri behan ki chut mujhe hamesha anand deti hai.” Simi tez-tez uchalne lagi. Uske baal idhar-udhar lehra rahe the. Manik ne ek ungli uski gaand mein daal di. Simi aur zor se chillayi, “Haan, gaand bhi chodo bhaiya… aaahh…”

Manik ne usko palta aur lund ko uski gaand mein daal diya. Simi dard se siski lekin phir anand mein kho gayi. “Aaahh bhaiya… dheere se… nahi… zor se karo… meri gaand bhi teri hai.” Manik ne peeche se dhakke maare. Simi ki chut se ras beh raha tha jo uski thighs pe gir raha tha. Manik ek haath se uski chut ko sehla raha tha aur doosre haath se uski kamar pakde hue tha. “Teri yeh gaand bhi utni hi tight hai jaise teri chut… meri behan kitni mast hai.” Simi ke muh se bas aahen nikal rahi thi. “Bhaiya… aaahh… maza aa raha hai… thoda aur jor se…” Manik ne kai der tak uski gaand chodi. Phir usne lund nikaala aur phir se chut mein daal diya. Dono ki bodies ek-doosre se takra rahi thi. Chandni unke nange bodies pe chamak rahi thi.

Aakhirkaar Manik ka veerya bahar aane wala tha. Usne Simi ki chut mein hi jhad diya, garam-garam sperm bharte hue. Simi bhi orgasm pe pahunch gayi, uska body kaamp utha. Woh dono thak kar let gaye, ek-doosre ko gale lagaye. Manik ne Simi ke kaan mein phusphusaya, “Simi, hum hamesha aise hi rahenge.” Simi ne muskurakar kaha, “Haan bhaiya, yeh hamara raaz hai.” Lekin unki raat yahin khatam nahi hui. Thodi der baad woh phir se uttejit ho gaye. Manik ne Simi ko deewar se sata liya aur khade-khade chudai shuru kar di. Simi ki taangein Manik ki kamar pe lipti hui thi aur lund chut mein andar-bahar ho raha tha. Hawa mein unki karaahen goonj rahi thi. Simi ne Manik ke kandhe kaat liye aur kaha, “Bhaiya, kabhi mat ruko… mujhe hamesha chodte raho.” Manik ne aur tez dhakke diye. “Meri behan ki chut mujhe hamesha anand deti hai… aaj raat isko thakne nahi dunga.” Phir se woh jhad gaya, is baar Simi ki chut ke bahar, uski pet pe sperm gira.

Woh dono nange let rahe, taaron ko dekhte hue. Simi ne Manik ka lund phir se pakda aur sehlane lagi. Manik ne uske stanon ko chooma aur jeebh se nipple chate. Simi geeli ho gayi aur boli, “Ek baar aur… please bhaiya.” Manik ne haami bhari aur is baar Simi ko doggy style mein choda. Uski gaand upar ki aur Manik ne peeche se lund thoka. Simi ki cheekhen chhat pe goonji lekin koi nahi tha sunne wala. “Aaahh bhaiya… itna deep… meri chut phaad do… maza aa raha hai thoda aur jor se…” Manik ne uske baal pakad kar uska face peeche ki taraf kheench liya aur tez-tez dhakke maare. “Bol meri behan… kiski chut hai yeh?” Simi ne jawab diya, “Bhaiya ki… sirf bhaiya ki… aaahh…” Manik ne uski gaand pe thappad maara. Unka yeh round bhi lamba chala. Dono kai baar climax kar chuke the jab aakhir mein Manik ne phir se andar hi jhad diya.

Subah hone se pehle woh phir jaage. Manik ne Simi ki chut mein ungli daali aur chatne laga. Simi ne uska lund choosa. Phir se chudai hui, is baar dheemi aur romantic. Manik ne Simi ko chooma aur kaha, “Tum meri ho Simi.” Simi ne jawab diya, “Aur tum mere bhaiya… hamara pyaar anant hai.” Manik ne uske upar aate hue dheere-dheere andar dakhil hua. Is baar dhakke soft the lekin gehre. Simi ne uske peeth pe nails gira diye. “Bhaiya… aise hi… meri chut ko pyar se chodo… aaahh…” Manik ne uske kaan mein kaha, “Meri behan ki chut mujhe hamesha anand deti hai… chahe kitni baar chodu, har baar nayi lagti hai.” Unka aakhiri round sabse gehra tha. Dono ne ek-doosre ko itna tightly pakda hua tha jaise kabhi alag na hona ho. Jab Manik ne aakhiri baar jhada toh Simi bhi uske saath hi doob gayi.

Woh dono ek-doosre ki bahon mein so gaye. Chand ab dhalne laga tha lekin unke bodies abhi bhi garam the. Simi ne Manik ke seene pe sar rakh diya tha aur uski ungliyan uske chest pe ghoom rahi thi. Manik ke haath Simi ki peeth pe the, uski soft skin ko sehlaate hue. Unhone us raat itni baar ek-doosre ko choda tha ki ginti karna mushkil tha. Har baar Simi ke muh se “aaahh bhaiya maza aa raha hai thoda aur jor se” nikalta tha aur Manik har baar kehta tha “meri behan ki chut mujhe hamesha anand deti hai.” Yeh unka raaz tha, unki chhat ki raatein, unka forbidden pyaar jo ab unke khoon mein bas chuka tha. Subah hone wali thi lekin unke liye raat abhi bhi jaari thi, kyunki jab bhi Manik ki nazrein Simi pe padti, uske andar wohi aag phir se bhadak uthti thi.



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Part -81Savita Anand ke ghar mein akeli baithi thi. Uske mann mein ek ajeeb si uttejana aur jigyasa chal rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi ki Anand uske saath kai baar so chuka hai, unki raatein hamesha garam aur junooni rahi hain. Lekin aajkal kuch afwahen sunai de rahi thin – uski beti, jo ab 18 saal se upar ho chuki thi, aur uski saheliyon ke baare mein. Savita ka dil dhadak raha tha, lekin gussa kam tha, balki ek ajeeb si raahat mehsoos ho rahi thi. Usne socha, agar sach mein Anand ne uski beti ko choda hai toh shayad yeh uske liye behtar hi hai. Anand jaanta tha kaise sambhalna hai, kaise control karna hai. Kisi random ladke ke haath lagti toh shayad zindagi barbad ho jaati.

Anand kamre mein aaya, uski aankhon mein wahi shararti chamak thi jo Savita ko hamesha lubhati thi. Woh shirt utarte hue bola, “Kya baat hai Savita, aaj itni gambhir kyun lag rahi ho?” Uske body pe paseene ki halki si chamak thi, jaise woh abhi gym se aaya ho. Savita ne uski chest pe nazar daali, uske strong shoulders ko dekha, aur uske andar wahi purani aag bhadak uthi. Usne gehrI saans li aur seedha pooch liya, “Anand, kya tumne meri beti ko bhi chod diya hai?” Uski awaaz mein na toh gussa tha, na hi dar – bas ek sawal, jo kai dino se uske dimaag mein ghoom raha tha.

Anand ruk gaya, phir muskuraya. Woh bistar ke kinare baitha aur Savita ka haath pakad liya. “Tum meri dost ho, main tumse jhooth nahi bolunga. Maine usko kai baar choda hai, aur uske doston ke ghar pe bhi choda hai. Woh khud utsuk thi, aur maine usko sab sikhaya.” Anand ki baatein bina sharam ke nikal rahi thin, jaise koi purani yaad taza kar raha ho. Usne detail mein bataya kaise pehli baar uski beti ne khud uske paas aakar kaha tha ki woh jaanna chahti hai, kaise usne dheere-dheere usko touch kiya, kaise uski pehli baar ki chudai soft thi lekin baad mein woh khud aur maangne lagi. Savita ki aankhein chaudi ho gayi, lekin uske hothon pe muskaan aa gayi. Woh halki se hansi, “Shukar hai use tumne choda. Kisi ladke ke haathe chadh jaati toh barbad ho jaati. Kam se kam tum toh jaante ho kaise sambhalna hai.”

Anand ne uski kamar mein haath daala, usko kareeb kheench liya. “Toh phir beti ki maa ka kya vichar hai? Woh choosegi mera lund?” Anand ne shararat se poocha, jabki uski pant mein ubhaar saaf dikh raha tha. Savita ki saansein tez ho gayi, uski chut mein ek garmahat mehsoos hui. Usne socha apni beti ke muh mein Anand ka lund, uski beti ki aankhein band, uski saheliyon ke saath group mein… yeh sochte hi uski panty geeli hone lagi. Woh muskurayi aur dheere se boli, “Haan, kyun nahi? Aakhirkaar, tum meri beti ko sambhal rahe ho, toh main bhi apna hissa loongi.”

Savita ne Anand ko peeche dhakela aur bistar pe lita diya. Uski saari ka pallu sarak gaya, uske bhare-bhare stan bahar jhalakne lage. Anand ki pant ka button kholte hue woh boli, “Dekho na, kitna kada ho gaya hai. Meri beti ko bhi yahi pasand hai?” Anand ne hanskar kaha, “Haan, woh toh isko ghanton choosti rehti hai. Lekin tumhari tarah experienced nahi.” Savita ne pant neeche sarka di, aur Anand ka lund bahar uchhal pada – mota, lamba, nasein ubhri hui, sira chamakdar. Woh isko haath mein pakadkar sehlane lagi, ungliyan dheere-dheere upar-neeche sarka rahi thin. “Kitna garam hai… lagta hai meri beti ne aaj hi istemal kiya hoga,” Savita ne chidhate hue kaha. Usne lund ko apne cheek pe ragda, uski garmi ko mehsoos kiya, phir uski tip ko apne hothon se chooma.

Anand ne uske baalon mein haath daala, “Chooso Savita, dikhao apni beti ko kaise karna chahiye.” Savita ne jeebh nikaali aur lund ke sire pe halka sa chata. Namkeen swad uske muh mein fail gaya, aur woh dheere-dheere jeebh ghumane lagi. Lund ka sira chamak raha tha, pre-cum se geela. Woh muh kholkar sira andar le gayi, hothon se kas kar pakad liya. Choosne ki awaaz kamre mein goonjne lagi – chap-chap. Anand ki saansein bhaari ho gayi, “Aah… Savita, kitna achha… aur gehra lo.” Savita ne sar aage kiya, lund uske muh mein aadha andar chala gaya. Jeebh neeche ki taraf daba rahi thi, lund ki nason ko mehsoos kar rahi thi. Usne socha apni beti bhi aise hi karti hogi, shayad usse bhi slow, shayad usse bhi gehra.

Woh dheere-dheere sar hilane lagi, aage-peeche. Lund uske gale tak pahunchne laga, lekin woh ruki nahi. Laar tapak rahi thi, thudi pe beh rahi thi. Savita ne ek haath se Anand ki gendon ko sehlaaya, unhe halka nichod diya. Doosra haath lund ki jad pe pakadkar madad kar raha tha. “Mmm… kitna swadisht hai,” woh beech-beech mein bolti, lund bahar nikaalkar chatati. Anand ne uske sar ko pakad liya aur halke dhakke dene laga, “Haan, waise hi… chooso zor se. Meri dost, tumhari beti bhi yahi seekhegi.” Savita ki aankhein band ho gayi, woh poori tarah kho gayi. Muh garam aur geela tha, lund andar-bahar ho raha tha jaise koi piston. Usne apni beti ki soch kar aur tezi se choosa. “Kya meri beti bhi itna gehra leti hai?” usne beech mein poocha. Anand ne kaha, “Haan, ab toh leti hai… pehle gag karti thi, ab toh practice se expert ho gayi hai.”

Kuch minute baad Savita ne speed badha di. Ab lund poora muh bhar raha tha, gagging ki awaaz aa rahi thi lekin woh ruki nahi. Jeebh lund ke neeche ragad rahi thi, sire ko choos rahi thi. Anand ki kamar sikudne lagi, “Savita… main… aah!” Lekin Savita ne rukne ka naam nahi liya. Woh aur tez choosi, haath se gendon ko masalte hue. Lund fadakne laga, aur achanak garam sperm bahar nikla. Pehla jhatka uske muh mein hi aaya, gale pe gira. Savita ne nigal liya, lekin kuch bahar beh gaya. Woh lund ko choosti rahi, sara ras nikalte hue. Anand siskiyan le raha tha, “Bas… bahut ho gaya.” Savita ne lund ko aakhiri baar chata, saaf karte hue. Woh uthi, uske hoth geele the, chehre pe santushti. “Kaisa laga? Meri beti ko bhi aisa hi sikhaoge?” Anand ne usko kheenchkar kiss kiya, “Haan, lekin tumhari tarah perfect nahi banegi. Ab tumhari baari.”

Savita ki saari poori khul chuki thi, uske stan nange lehra rahe the. Anand ne uske nipple ko muh mein liya, choosne laga. Savita karahi, “Anand… meri chut bhi geeli ho gayi hai.” Lekin Anand ne kaha, “Pehle aur chooso, ek baar phir.” Savita hansi aur phir ghutnon pe baith gayi. Lund abhi bhi aadha kada tha, lekin woh jeebh se phir chatne lagi. Is baar woh dheemi thi, lund ko pyar se sehlate hue. Jeebh sire pe ghumayi, phir neeche ki taraf lamba chata. Gendon ko muh mein liya, choosa. Anand ki saansein phir tez ho gayi. “Savita, tumhari beti ne kabhi aisa nahi kiya. Woh toh jaldi-jaldi choosti hai.” Savita ne lund muh mein liya aur boli, “Main sikha dungi use. Lekin pehle tumhe santusht karun.” Woh phir se choosne lagi, ab lund poori tarah kada ho gaya. Sar aage-peeche, haath sehlata. Laar beh rahi thi, kamre mein choosne ki awaazein. Anand ne uske stanon ko dabaya, nipples masle. Savita ki chut se ras tapak raha tha, lekin woh ruki nahi.

Woh lund ko gale tak le gayi, saans rokkar. Anand ke dhakke tez ho gaye, uske muh ko chodne jaise. “Haan… Savita… chodo mere lund ko muh se.” Savita ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye gagging se, lekin uttejana badh gayi. Woh aur zor se choosi, jeebh ghumati. Aakhirkaar, Anand phir jhad gaya, sperm uske muh mein bhar gaya. Savita ne sab nigala, lund ko chatkar saaf kiya. Woh thaki hui uthi, Anand ke seene pe let gayi. “Ab meri beti ke baare mein aur batao, kaise chodte ho use?” Anand ne hanskar kaha, “Baad mein, pehle tumhe chodu.”

Anand ne Savita ko neeche litaya. Usne uski saari poori tarah hata di, panty ko bhi kheench liya. Savita ki chut bilkul geeli thi, ras uski thighs pe beh raha tha. Anand ne pehle uski chut ko dekha, phir ungli se sehlaaya. “Dekho kitni gili ho gayi ho… meri beti ki maa bhi utni hi hot hai.” Usne do ungliyan andar daal di aur dheere-dheere hilane laga. Savita ki aahen nikalne lagi. “Anand… aaahh… aise hi… meri beti ko bhi aise hi karte ho?” Anand ne kaha, “Haan, lekin woh jaldi aa jaati hai. Tum toh control karti ho.” Usne apni jeebh se uski clit ko chatna shuru kiya. Savita ke hips hilne lage. “Haan… aur… aaahh Anand… meri chut ko chaatto.” Anand ne usko bilkul pagal kar diya. Savita ki pehli climax aayi toh usne Anand ke baal pakad liye aur uske face ko apni chut pe dabaye rakha.

Phir Anand uske upar aa gaya. Usne apna lund Savita ki chut pe ragda, tip ko uske folds mein ghumana shuru kiya. “Bol Savita, meri beti ki maa ko chodu?” Savita ne kaha, “Haan… daal do… poora andar.” Anand ne ek zordar dhakka diya aur lund poori tarah andar chala gaya. Savita cheekhi, “Aaahh… kitna bada… meri beti bhi itna le paati hai kya?” Anand ne hanskar kaha, “Haan, ab toh leti hai… practice se.” Woh tez-tez pelne laga. Har dhakke ke saath Savita ki aahen tez hoti gayi. “Anand… zor se… meri chut ko faad do… jaise meri beti ki faadte ho.” Anand ne uske stanon ko choosa, nipples ko daanton se halka kaata. “Tumhari beti ki chut bhi utni hi tight thi pehli baar… ab thodi dheli ho gayi hai practice se.” Savita ko yeh sunke aur maza aaya. Woh apne legs ko Anand ki kamar pe lapet liye aur usko aur andar kheench rahi thi.

Unka pehla round lamba chala. Anand kabhi dheere karta, kabhi bilkul tez. Kabhi lund nikaalta aur sirf tip se khelta, phir poora andar dhakel deta. Savita do baar climax kar chuki thi jab Anand ne kaha, “Ab main andar nahi jhadunga… tumhare muh mein dalunga phir se.” Usne lund nikaala aur Savita ke muh ke paas le aaya. Savita ne turant usko muh mein le liya aur choosne lagi. Anand ne uske sar ko pakad kar tez-tez dhakke maare, jaise uske muh ko chod raha ho. “Haan… aise hi… meri dost… tumhari beti bhi aise hi seekhegi.” Aakhir mein woh phir se jhad gaya, sperm Savita ke muh mein bhar diya. Savita ne sab nigala aur muskuraayi.

Thodi der aaram ke baad woh phir se shuru hue. Is baar Anand ne Savita ko doggy style mein kiya. Usne uski gaand upar uthaayi aur peeche se lund daal diya. Savita ki muh se lamba moan nikal gaya. “Aaahh Anand… itna deep… meri beti ko bhi aise hi peeche se chodte ho?” Anand ne uski gaand pe thappad maara. “Haan, aur woh bhi yahi maangti hai… ‘Anand uncle aur zor se’ bolti hai.” Savita ko yeh sunkar aur uttejana hui. “Toh phir mujhe bhi aise hi chodo… meri beti ki maa ko bhi same treatment do.” Anand ne uske baal pakad kar uska face peeche ki taraf kheench liya aur tez-tez dhakke maare. Kamra unki awaazon se bhar gaya – dhakke ki awaaz, Savita ki aahen, Anand ki bhaari saansein.

Kai der baad Anand ne uski gaand mein bhi lund daalne ki koshish ki. Savita ne pehle thoda resist kiya lekin phir maan gayi. “Dheere se… meri beti ne bhi try kiya hai kya?” Anand ne kaha, “Haan, ek baar… woh bhi pehle dard se chillayi thi phir maza aane laga.” Usne dheere-dheere gaand mein dakhil kiya. Savita ki aankhein band ho gayi. “Aaahh… bada… dheere… haan ab… aise hi.” Anand ne peeche se dhakke maare, ek haath se uski chut ko sehlaate hue. Savita bilkul pagal ho gayi thi. “Anand… meri beti aur main… dono tumhari hain… hamesha…” Anand ne is baar uski gaand mein hi jhad diya.

Raat abhi khatam nahi hui thi. Woh dono thak kar let gaye lekin thodi der baad phir se haath milane lage. Savita ne Anand ka lund phir se kada kiya, apne stanon ke beech mein rakhkar sehlaaya, phir muh mein liya. Anand ne uski chut mein ungliyan daal kar hilaya. Unhone ek doosre ko aur explore kiya. Anand ne bataya kaise uski beti ki ek saheli bhi join ho gayi thi ek baar, kaise teenon ne saath mein kiya tha. Savita yeh sunkar aur geeli ho gayi. “Agli baar mujhe bhi bula lena… main bhi dekhna chahti hoon.” Anand ne muskuraate hue kaha, “Zaroor… meri dost.”

Subah hone se pehle unhone ek aakhiri round kiya. Is baar dheema aur gehra. Anand ne Savita ke upar aate hue uske hothon ko chooma, uske kaan mein phusphusaya, “Tumhari beti tumhari tarah hi mast hai… lekin tum abhi bhi number one ho.” Savita ne uske peeth pe nails gira diye. “Chodo mujhe… aur batao… sab kuch batao.” Anand ne usko dheere-dheere choda, har dhakke ke saath uski beti ke experiences share karta raha. Savita har baat pe aur geeli hoti gayi, har detail pe aur zor se moan karti gayi. Aakhir mein dono saath mein climax pe pahunche, bodies kaampte hue, paseene se bheege hue.

Woh dono ek-doosre ki bahon mein let gaye. Savita ne Anand ke seene pe sar rakh diya. “Ab main free feel kar rahi hoon… meri beti safe haathon mein hai.” Anand ne uske baal sehlaate hue kaha, “Hamesha… aur tum bhi.” Unki raat abhi bhi jaari thi, kyunki jab bhi Savita ki soch uski beti aur Anand ke beech ke scenes pe jaati, uski chut phir se geeli ho jaati thi. Anand jaanta tha yeh, isliye usne uske thighs ke beech haath rakh diya, dheere-dheere sehlaate hue, jaise keh raha ho ki raat abhi khatam nahi hui.



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Part -82Manik aur Vani dono ek shaant kone mein apne laptop ke saamne baithe the. Hawa mein halki si coffee ki mehak thi aur screen pe chamak rahe the GST return ke jatil forms. Vani jo pichhle kuch ghanton se mathapachchi kar rahi thi, pareshan nazar aa rahi thi. Uske forehead pe halki si silwatein padi hui thin aur woh baar-baar apne balon ko kaan ke peeche kar rahi thi. Manik ne uski taraf dekha. Vani aaj ek light pink top pehne hui thi jo uske figure ko soft tarike se highlight kar raha tha. Manik ki nazar kuch second ke liye uske boobs pe ruki, unki soft shape ko notice kiya, lekin turant hi usne apni aankhein screen pe wapas kar li. Vani ko bilkul pata nahi chala.

“Bas karo Vani,” Manik ne kaha, uski awaaz mein ek aatmavishwas tha jo batata tha ki woh ab is vishay ka master ban chuka hai. “Yeh utna mushkil nahi hai jitna log isko dikhate hain. Aur haan, agar tum soch rahi ho ki mujhe yeh sab kaise aata hai… toh jawab hai – teen din ki intensive study.”

Manik ki yeh baat sunkar Vani ki aankhein badi ho gayi. Manik ne muskurate hue apni kursi kheenchi aur shuru kiya simple GST pe apna vistaar se vyakhyan. Usne pehle GST ke basic structure ko samjhaya – CGST, SGST aur IGST ka farak. Phir usne input tax credit ke rules ko detail mein bataya, kaise invoices match karne hote hain, kaise reverse charge mechanism kaam karta hai. Vani dhyan se sun rahi thi, kabhi-kabhi notes bhi bana rahi thi. Manik jab usko examples de raha tha tab uski nazar phir se thodi der ke liye Vani ke chest pe chali gayi. Pink top thoda tight tha aur jab Vani aage jhuk kar kuch likhti thi toh uske boobs ki soft outline aur clear dikhti thi. Manik ne dil mein socha ki Vani kitni naturally attractive hai, lekin usne turant apna focus wapas forms pe laga diya taaki Vani ko kuch mehsoos na ho.

Vani ki aankhein chamak uthi. Usne apni seat se uthkar Manik ko dhanyavad dete hue kaha, “Bhaiya, aapne mujhe bahut achha sikhaya! Sach mein, mujhe ab yeh poora mechanism samajh aa gaya hai. Aapki is teen din ki mastery pe ek kitaab ban sakti hai.” Manik teen din mein GST expert banne ki khushi mein santushti se muskuraya. Usne Vani ko dekha, uske smile ko notice kiya, aur phir se uske boobs pe ek quick glance daala jab woh apne baal theek kar rahi thi. Vani bilkul befikr thi, usko kisi cheez ka andaza nahi tha.

Chartered Accountant office ki dopahar thi. Manik aur Vani apni desk pe ek jatil company ke varshik khaton ko antim roop de rahe the. Manik gyaan aur aatmavishwas se bhara hua tha, aur Vani poori lagan se uska saath de rahi thi. Office mein AC ki thandi hawa chal rahi thi, bahar se traffic ki halki awaazein aa rahi thin. Manik ne apne laptop pe kuch figures check kiye, phir Vani ki taraf dekha. Vani ab ek white formal shirt pehne hui thi, jo uske figure ko professional banati thi lekin uske boobs ki shape ko completely hide nahi kar paati thi. Jab woh typing karti thi toh uske shoulders thode move hote the aur Manik ki nazar un voluntary movements pe chali jaati thi. Usne socha ki Vani kitni focused rehti hai kaam mein, lekin usne apne aap ko control kiya aur wapas accounts pe dhyan diya.

Achanak office ke senior partner Amit – jo Vani ke pita the – apni cabin se bahar nikle. Unki chaal mein tezi thi aur haath mein ek zaroori file thi. Amit seedha Vani ki desk ke paas ruke. Office mein peshewar mahaul banaye rakhne ke liye Vani usually unhe sabke saamne ‘sir’ kehkar bulati thi, lekin kabhi-kabhi anopcharik kshanon mein yeh aupcharikta toot jaati thi.

“Vani, ek minute,” Amit ne apni file kholi. Unki awaaz mein boss wali gambhirta kam aur pita wali ummeed zyada thi. “Yeh hamari purani client ‘Safal Enterprises’ ki pichhli timaahi ki balance sheet hai. Mujhe DTL (Deferred Tax Liability) ke aankdon mein achanak uchhal dikh raha hai. Tum mujhe saral bhasha mein bata sakti ho ki is uchhal ka sambhavit karan kya ho sakta hai?”

Manik ne chupchaap Vani ki taraf dekha. Woh jaanta tha ki Vani pe dohri chunauti hai – ek toh sahyogi ke roop mein sawal ka jawab dena, aur doosra, pita ki ummeedon pe khara utarna. Vani ne bina ghabraye, aatmavishwas se bolna shuru kiya, apni awaaz mein santulan banaye rakhte hue, jaise woh ek peshewar audit team member ho:

“Papa, main samajhti hoon. DTL tab paida hota hai jab kisi khaas avadhi mein accounting profit taxable profit se zyada hota hai. Is mamle mein, DTL badhne ke do mukhya karan ho sakte hain, jaisa ki mujhe pichhli timaahi ke notes se yaad hai. Pehla, depreciation method. Company accounts ke liye SLM ka upyog karti hai, jabki tax rules ke tahat WDV istemal hota hai. Pichhli timaahi mein kuch bade assets ki kharid hui hai, jisse WDV ke tahat tax depreciation mein bhari vriddhi hui hogi, aur iska parinaam DTL mein aaya hoga. Doosra important karan, agar sarkar bhavishya ki avadhi ke liye corporate tax rate badhati hai, toh DTL ka mulyankan badhi hui rate pe karna padta hai, jisse uska vartaman mulya badh jaata hai.”

Amit ne kuch pal ke liye apni beti ke aatmavishwas ko dekha. Unke chehre pe ek badi, gehri muskaan aa gayi – yeh garv ki muskaan thi jo ek pita apni beti ki safalta pe mehsoos karta hai. “Shandaar, beta! Bilkul sahi jawab. Tumne na keval karan bataya, balki use accounting standards ke sandarbh mein bhi samjhaya. Mujhe yeh dekhkar behad khushi hai ki tum itni baarikian pakadne lagi ho.”

Amit ne phir Manik ki taraf dekha, unki aankhein chamak uthi. “Manik,” Amit ne kaha, “tumhare saath kaam karke Vani ne bahut kuch seekha hai. Yeh uski apni lagan ko toh dikhata hi hai, par saath hi yeh bhi siddh karta hai ki sahi margdarshan kitna zaroori hota hai. Tum dono ki team work kabil-e-tarif hai.” Manik ke chehre pe santushti ka bhaav tha. Use khushi thi ki usne apne mentoring se apne boss ki beti aur apni sahyogi ko safal banaya. Usne Vani ki taraf dekha jo ab apne pita se baat kar rahi thi. Vani ki white shirt ke buttons thode tight the aur jab woh hans rahi thi toh uske boobs thode move ho rahe the. Manik ne yeh notice kiya lekin turant nazar hata li. Vani ko bilkul pata nahi chala.

Vani ab poori tarah se sahaj thi. Usne apne pita ki taraf dekhkar halki se sir hilaya. Ek pal mein, woh boss-karmachari se hatkar, garvit pita aur safal beti ban gaye the. “Shukriya, papa,” Vani ne ab thodi dheemi awaaz mein kaha, jismein safalta ki vinamr goonj thi. Amit muskuraye, sir hilaya, aur apni cabin ki ore mud gaye. Manik aur Vani wapas apne kaam mein jut gaye, lekin ab unki energy mein yeh ehsaas shamil tha ki office ka kaam parivarik sahyog aur vishwas ke saath chal raha hai.

Thodi der baad office mein tea break ho gaya. Manik aur Vani pantry ki taraf gaye. Wahan doosre staff members bhi the lekin woh thoda alag khade ho gaye. Vani ne coffee banate hue kaha, “Bhaiya, aaj papa ne jo sawal poocha tha na, usme aapki training kaafi kaam aayi. Agar aapne mujhe DTL ke baare mein itne detail mein nahi samjhaya hota toh main shayad utna confidently nahi bol paati.” Manik ne muskuraate hue kaha, “Tumhari apni mehnat thi Vani. Main toh bas direction de raha tha.” Usne Vani ko dekha jo ab coffee cup pakde hue thi. Uske pink nails cup pe the aur jab woh sip leti thi toh uske lips soft lagte the. Manik ki nazar phir se uske boobs pe chali gayi jab Vani ne thoda aage jhuk kar sugar li. White shirt ke through unki soft curve clearly dikh rahi thi. Manik ne dil mein socha ki Vani kitni unaware hai apni attractiveness ko leke, lekin usne turant topic change kar diya. “Kal humein Safal Enterprises ke aur documents check karne hain. Tum ready ho?”

Vani ne haan mein sir hilaya. “Haan bhaiya, main raat ko bhi thoda revise kar lungi.” Woh dono wapas apni desk pe aa gaye. Shaam hone lagi thi. Office ke kai log nikal chuke the lekin Manik aur Vani abhi bhi kaam kar rahe the. Vani ne apne laptop pe kuch entries ki thin jo match nahi kar rahi thin. Woh pareshan ho kar Manik ke paas aayi. “Bhaiya, yeh reconciliation nahi ho raha. Kya aap dekh sakte ho?” Manik ne usko apni desk pe bithaya. Vani uske bilkul bagal mein aa baithi. Uski soft perfume ki mehak Manik ke paas aa rahi thi. Jab Vani aage jhuk kar screen dekh rahi thi toh uske boobs uske arm ke bilkul kareeb the. Manik ne notice kiya ki uske top ke neckline se thodi si soft skin dikh rahi thi, lekin usne apni aankhein sirf screen pe rakhi. Usne Vani ko step by step samjhaya ki kahan galti ho rahi hai. Vani dhyan se sun rahi thi, kabhi-kabhi uske baal Manik ke shoulder se touch ho jaate the.

Is scene mein Manik ne Vani ko aur detail mein GST ke advanced topics sikhaye – jaise place of supply rules, e-way bill requirements, aur annual return filing ke practical issues. Vani ne kai sawal pooche aur Manik ne har ek ka jawab diya. Beech-beech mein jab Vani soch mein pad jaati thi toh Manik ki nazar uske figure pe chali jaati thi. Usne notice kiya ki Vani jab concentrated hoti hai toh uske lips thode press ho jaate hain, aur uske boobs ki soft movement jab woh saans leti hai. Lekin har baar woh turant apna dhyan wapas kaam pe le aata tha. Vani ko is baat ka bilkul andaza nahi tha ki Manik uske body ko itni subtle tarike se notice kar raha hai.

Raat ke almost 8 baj gaye the jab unhone kaam khatam kiya. Vani ne apna bag pack karte hue kaha, “Bhaiya, aaj bahut kuch seekhne ko mila. Papa bhi khush the. Aapki wajah se mera confidence badha hai.” Manik ne muskuraate hue kaha, “Tumhari hard work thi Vani. Kal milte hain, aur naya case lenge.” Vani ne bye kaha aur nikal gayi. Manik ne uske jaate hue uski back ko dekha, uske figure ko notice kiya, lekin phir apna laptop band kar diya.

Agle din subah office mein ek naya scene shuru hua. Manik aur Vani ek conference room mein baithe the jahan unhe ek naye client ke GST audit ke liye prepare karna tha. Conference room mein badi glass windows thin aur bahar dhoop aa rahi thi. Vani aaj ek light blue top pehne hui thi jo uske complexion ke saath bahut achha lag raha tha. Manik ne jab usko documents pass kiye toh uski nazar phir se uske boobs pe chali gayi. Blue top thoda fitted tha aur uske soft shape ko clearly dikha raha tha. Manik ne socha ki Vani kitni professional dikhti hai phir bhi uske body mein ek natural charm hai. Usne turant apni nazar hata li jab Vani ne uski taraf dekha.

“Bhaiya, is client ke invoices mein kai jagah mismatch hai,” Vani ne kaha. Manik ne uske saath milkar har invoice check kiya. Unhone saath mein almost do ghante kaam kiya. Beech mein Vani ne coffee mangwayi. Jab woh coffee peekar baith rahi thi toh Manik ne notice kiya ki uske lips pe coffee ki halki si chamak thi aur uske boobs jab woh cup rakh rahi thi toh thode move ho rahe the. Usne dil mein socha ki Vani agar is baat ko jaan jaaye toh shayad uncomfortable feel kare, isliye usne apne aap ko strictly professional rakha.

Is teesre scene mein unhone client ke saath video call bhi kiya. Vani ne confidently questions handle kiye aur Manik ne usko support diya. Call ke baad Amit ne phir se unki tarif ki. Manik ko santushti thi ki uski mentoring kaam aa rahi hai. Vani ne Manik ko privately kaha, “Bhaiya, aapke bina main itna nahi seekh paati. Aap really best mentor ho.” Manik ne muskuraate hue jawab diya, “Tumhari capability hai Vani. Main bas guide karta hoon.” Usne Vani ko dekha jo ab khush thi. Uske smile mein ek alag hi energy thi. Manik ki nazar ek baar phir uske chest pe gayi jab woh apne documents arrange kar rahi thi, lekin usne turant focus badal diya.

Office ka din aage badhta gaya. Manik aur Vani ne kai aur small tasks saath mein complete kiye. Har baar jab Vani uske kareeb aati thi, Manik uske presence ko notice karta tha – uski perfume, uski soft awaaz, aur haan, uske boobs ki subtle movement jab woh move karti thi. Lekin woh hamesha professional boundaries maintain karta tha. Vani bilkul befikr thi, usko sirf kaam aur learning se matlab tha. Shaam ko jab woh dono office se nikal rahe the toh Vani ne kaha, “Kal phir se GST ke kuch advanced topics revise karte hain na bhaiya?” Manik ne haan mein sir hilaya. “Zaroor Vani. Tumhari progress dekhkar achha lagta hai.”

Is tarah unke beech ka professional rishta aur gehra hota gaya. Manik apne mentoring se khush tha, Vani apne learning se, aur Amit apni beti ki tarakki se. Office ka mahaul positive tha, team work strong tha, aur chhoti-chhoti moments mein Manik ki subtle observations thin jo sirf uske dil mein thin, Vani ko unka bilkul pata nahi tha. Yeh unki saanjhi mehnat ki kahani thi jo har din naye confidence ke saath aage badh rahi thi.



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Part -83

Manik aur Simi ki woh raat chhat pe shuru hui thi, jab chandni mein unki saansein ek-doosre se takra rahi thin. Pehle toh sirf hothon ka sparsh tha… dheere-dheere, phir gehra aur bhookha kiss. Simi ki ungliyan Manik ki shirt ke andar sarak gayi aur Manik ne uski kameez upar utha kar uski narm kamar pe haath fera. Dono ki saansein tez ho chali thin. Chand ki roshni unke chehron pe gir rahi thi aur hawa unke bodies pe thandi si mehsoos ho rahi thi, lekin andar se dono garam the.

Simi ne phusphusate hue kaha, “Manu… koi dekh na le…” Manik ne uski gardan pe kiss karte hue jawab diya, “Koi nahi hai yahan… sirf tu aur main.” Usne Simi ko aur kareeb kheench liya. Unka kiss ab aur gehra ho gaya tha. Jeebhein ek-doosre se ulajh rahi thin. Manik ke haath Simi ki peeth pe ghoom rahe the, uski soft skin ko sehlaate hue. Simi ne khud apni bra ka hook khol diya aur Manik ke haath apne seene pe rakh diye. Manik ki aankhein chamak uthi. Usne Simi ko deewar se sata diya aur uske stanon ko muh se choomne laga. Pehle dheere-dheere nipples ko choosa, phir jeebh se chakkar lagaya. Simi ki aahen ab dabayi nahi ja rahi thin. Usne Manik ki pant ki zip kholi aur andar haath daal kar usko sehlane lagi. Manik sihar utha. Uska lund pehle se hi kada ho chuka tha aur Simi ke haath mein aur bhi hard ho gaya.

Dono ab bekabu the. Manik ne Simi ki salwar ka nada kheench liya aur use neeche sarka diya. Simi ne bhi uski pant utaar di. Chandni mein dono nange khade the. Unke bodies ek-doosre se sata hue the. Manik ne Simi ko god mein uthaya aur chhat ke kone mein rakhe purane gadde pe lita diya. Gadde thoda purana tha lekin unke liye kaafi tha. Simi ne pair faila diye aur Manik ko apni ore kheench liya. “Andar daal na… ab aur nahi saha jaata,” Simi ne karaahte hue kaha. Manik ne apna lund Simi ki geeli chut pe ragda. Woh bilkul gili thi, ras uski thighs pe beh raha tha. Phir dheere-dheere andar sarka diya. Simi cheekh padi, lekin maze ki cheekh thi. “Aaahh Manu… itna bada… dheere…” Manik ne dhakke shuru kar diye. Pehle dheere… phir tez… phir aur tez. Har dhakke ke saath Simi ki aahen tez hoti gayi. Usne Manik ki peeth pe nakhun gada diye. Manik ne uske hoth chooste hue kaha, “Simi… main jhadne wala hoon…” Simi ne pairon se usko aur kas liya, “Mere andar hi jhad ja… main bhi aa rahi hoon…” Aur phir dono ek saath jhade. Manik ka garam veerya Simi ke andar bhar gaya. Dono paseene se tar, ek-doosre se lipte let rahe. Chandni mein unki saansein abhi bhi tez thin.

Simi ne muskurakar kaha, “Yeh toh bas shuruaat thi na…?” Manik ne uski gaand pe haath ferte hue kaha, “Abhi toh poori raat baaki hai, didi…” Usne Simi ke stanon ko phir se choomna shuru kiya. Is baar aur dheere, jaise unko pyar se explore kar raha ho. Simi ki aankhein band thi. Manik ne uski chut mein do ungliyan daal di aur dheere-dheere hilane laga. Simi phir se geeli hone lagi. “Manu… aaahh… aise hi…” Manik ne apni jeebh se uski clit ko chatna shuru kiya. Simi ke hips hilne lage. Woh Manik ke baal pakad kar uske face ko apni chut pe dabaye rakhi. “Haan… aur… meri chut ko chaatto…” Manik ne usko bilkul pagal kar diya. Simi ki doosri climax aayi toh uska ras Manik ke muh pe behne laga. Manik ne sab chat liya.

Phir Manik ne Simi ko side pe ghumaya. Usne uske peeche se apna lund uski chut mein daal diya. Is baar dhakke aur gehre the. Ek haath se uske stanon ko dabata, doosre haath se uski clit ko sehlata. Simi ki muh se bas aahen nikal rahi thin. “Manu… zor se… meri chut phaad do…” Manik ne uske kaan mein kaha, “Didi ki chut kitni tight hai aaj bhi…” Woh tez-tez pelta raha. Kai der baad woh phir se jhada, is baar bhi andar hi. Simi bhi uske saath hi kaamp uthi. Woh dono thak kar let gaye lekin thodi der baad phir se haath milane lage. Manik ne Simi ke stanon ke beech apna lund rakhkar sehlaaya, phir uske muh mein diya. Simi ne usko choosa, jeebh se chataya. Manik ki aankhein band thi. “Simi… tere muh mein… aaahh…” Aakhir mein woh uske muh mein hi jhad gaya. Simi ne sab nigal liya.

Woh raat unke liye yaadgaar thi. Chandni ne unke nange bodies pe soft roshni daali hui thi. Unhone kai baar ek-doosre ko choda, kai positions try kiye. Kabhi Manik upar, kabhi Simi. Kabhi side se, kabhi peeche se. Har baar Simi ke muh se “Manu… aaahh… aur jor se” nikalta tha. Aakhir mein woh dono thak kar so gaye, ek-doosre ki bahon mein.

Agli raat, ghar mein sab so chuke the. Simi ne Manik ko WhatsApp pe sirf ek message kiya tha: “Apne kamre mein aa, darwaza khula hai.” Manik chupke se gaya. Kamre mein sirf ek chhoti laal light jal rahi thi. Simi bistar pe nahi thi. Achanak peeche se uski awaaz aayi, “Haath upar kar, bhai…” Manik ne mudkar dekha. Simi ne kala lace wala bodysuit pehna tha, aankhon pe kala mask aur haath mein uski apni dupatta tha. Usne Manik ke haath pakde aur bistar ke sarhane mein baandh diye. Manik ki saansein tez ho gayi. Usne try kiya haath chhudane ka lekin Simi ne mazbooti se baandha tha.

Simi ne dheere se uske kaan mein phusphusaya, “Aaj tu mera hai… poora ka poora.” Phir woh uske upar chadh gayi, ghutnon ke bal. Usne Manik ki t-shirt upar ki aur uski chhati pe jeebh ferne lagi… dheere-dheere neeche… nabhi… phir pant ke upar se hi uska lund dabakar muh se choosne lagi. Manik ne karaahte hue haath kheenche, lekin bandhe the. Simi ne haste hue uski pant neeche sarka di. Manik ka lund poori tarah khada tha. Simi ne uspe thook lagayi aur apni ungliyon se sehlane lagi. Phir achanak muh mein lekar gehrai tak le gayi. Manik ki kamar upar uth gayi. Simi ne usko poori tarah gale tak liya, phir bahar nikala… phir liya… phir bahar. Manik pagal ho raha tha. “Simi… chhod de… main tere andar aana chahta hoon…” usne gidgidate hue kaha. Simi ne mask upar kiya, muskurayi, “Abhi nahi.”

Phir woh uthi, apna bodysuit sirf kamar tak neeche kiya. Uski chut ekdum saaf aur geeli chamak rahi thi. Woh Manik ke muh ke theek upar ghutnon ke bal baith gayi. “Chat,” usne hukm diya. Manik ne jeebh nikaali aur Simi ki chut chatne laga. Simi apni kamar aage-peeche karne lagi, uska clit Manik ki jeebh pe ragad raha tha. Woh khud apne stan daba rahi thi aur karaah rahi thi. “Haan bhai… aise hi… meri chut ko chaatto…” Paanch minute baad woh jhad gayi… Manik ke muh pe hi. Uska ras Manik ke hoth-thudi pe fail gaya. Manik ne sab chat liya.

Phir Simi ne khud ko sambhala, neeche sarki aur Manik ke lund pe baith gayi… ekdum se. “Aahhh…!” dono ek saath cheekhe. Simi ne kamar ghumana shuru ki… pehle dheere-dheere gol-gol, phir upar-neeche. Manik ka bandha hua haath kuch nahi kar pa raha tha, bas maze le raha tha. Simi ne speed badhayi. Uske stan uchhal rahe the. Woh Manik ki chhati pe jhukkar uske hoth choosne lagi. Kamre mein sirf chap-chap aur dono ki saanson ki awaaz thi. “Bhai… teri didi kitni mast chudwa rahi hai… dekh…” Simi bol rahi thi. Manik bas moan kar pa raha tha.

Achanak Simi ruki. Uthi. Manik hairan. Simi ne mudkar uski taraf peeth ki aur phir se lund pe baith gayi… reverse cowgirl style mein. Ab Manik ko uski gol-gol gaand saaf dikh rahi thi jo upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Usne dono haathon se Simi ki gaand failakar dekha ki uska lund kaise andar-bahar ja raha hai. “Gaand maarna hai kya aaj?” Simi ne peeche mudkar shararti andaaz mein poocha. Manik ki aankhein chaudi ho gayi, “Kar sakti hai…?” Simi ne lund bahar nikala, uspe thook lagaya aur apni gaand ke chhed pe rakha. Dheere-dheere dabaya. Pehle sirf supara andar gaya… Simi daant bheenche karaah rahi thi. “Aaahh… bada hai…” Phir aadha… phir poora. “Fuck… kitna mota hai tera,” Simi cheekhi. Phir woh khud hi upar-neeche hone lagi. Manik ki haalat kharab thi. Das-pandrah dhakkon baad woh bola, “Nikaal… jhadne wala hoon…” Simi ne lund bahar nikala, muh mein liya aur Manik ne uske gale mein poora veerya udel diya. Simi ne ek boond bhi bahar nahi girne di. Sab nigal gayi.

Phir woh Manik ke haath khole, uske seene pe sar rakhkar let gayi. Manik ne usko kaskar gale lagaya aur phusphusaya, “Ab meri baari aayegi na… agli raat?” Simi ne shararat se haste hue kaha, “Pakka… aur tab main bandhungi.” Lekin raat abhi khatam nahi hui thi. Manik ne Simi ko neeche litaya. Ab uski baari thi control lene ki. Usne Simi ke haath bistar ke sarhane mein baandh diye. Simi ne muskuraate hue kaha, “Ab tu mera malik hai…” Manik ne uske stanon ko chooma, nipples ko daanton se halka kaata. Phir uski chut mein ungliyan daal kar hilaya. Simi karaahne lagi. Manik ne apna lund uski chut mein daal diya aur tez-tez pelne laga. “Didi ki chut aaj phir se meri hai…” woh bol raha tha. Simi ke pair uski kamar pe liptе hue the. “Haan bhai… chod do mujhe… poori tarah…”

Manik ne usko doggy style mein ghumaya. Usne uski gaand upar uthaayi aur peeche se lund daal diya. Simi ki muh se lamba moan nikal gaya. Manik ne uske baal pakad kar uska face peeche ki taraf kheench liya. “Bol kiski chut hai?” “Bhai ki… sirf bhai ki…” Simi ne jawab diya. Manik ne uski gaand pe thappad maara aur tez-tez dhakke maare. Kai der baad usne lund nikaala aur Simi ki gaand mein dheere-dheere daal diya. Simi daant bheenche karaah rahi thi lekin phir maza aane laga. “Aaahh… bhai… meri gaand bhi teri hai…” Manik ne peeche se dhakke maare, ek haath se uski chut ko sehlaate hue. Aakhir mein woh uski gaand mein hi jhada.

Woh dono thak kar let gaye. Laal light abhi bhi jal rahi thi. Simi ne Manik ke seene pe sar rakh diya. “Aaj toh tune mujhe completamente le liya,” woh muskuraate hue boli. Manik ne uske baal sehlaate hue kaha, “Aur agli raat main tujhe bandhunga… phir dekhna.” Unhone thodi der aaram kiya lekin thodi der baad phir se uttejit ho gaye. Manik ne Simi ke muh mein lund diya, uske baal pakad kar dheere-dheere dhakke maare. Simi ne usko gale tak liya. Phir Manik ne usko uthaya aur deewar se sata kar khade-khade choda. Simi ki taangein uski kamar pe lipti hui thin. “Manu… aaahh… itna deep…” Manik ne uske stanon ko dabate hue tez-tez pelna shuru kiya. Unka yeh round bhi lamba chala. Dono kai baar climax kar chuke the jab aakhir mein Manik ne andar hi jhad diya.



Raat ke almost 3 baj gaye the jab woh dono aakhirkaar soye. Unke bodies paseene se bheege hue the, sheets geeli thin. Simi ne Manik ko kaskar pakad rakha tha. “Yeh hamara raaz hai… hamesha,” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha. Manik ne uske maathe pe kiss kiya. “Hamesha, didi.” Chandni ab khidki se andar aa rahi thi. Unki raat abhi bhi unke bodies mein mehsoos ho rahi thi – chhat wali raat, kamre wali raat, bandhe haath, free haath, har position, har moan. Yeh unka forbidden pyaar tha jo har raat aur gehra hota ja raha tha.

 

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Part -84

Divya bistar pe leti thi. Raat ke do baje the. Kamre mein sirf table lamp ki peeli roshni thi. Usne dheere se apni shorts aur panty neeche sarka di. Ungliyan jaise hi uski soft, garam chut pe pahunchi, dimaag ne dhokha de diya. Saamne nahi, aankhein band thin, phir bhi saaf dikh raha tha. Manik. Uska bhai. Woh kala towel lapete bathroom se nikla tha pichhle hafte. Towel dheela tha, aur jab woh jhuka toh uska mota, bhaari lund ek pal ke liye jhool gaya tha. Woh drishya Divya ke dimaag mein chaku ki tarah chubh gaya tha. Us din usne gusse mein Manik ko daanta tha, “Sharm nahi aati tujhe?”

Par ab… ab wahi lund uski aankhon ke saamne tha. Lamba. Mota. Halka sa tedha. Nasein ubhri hui. Supara gulabi aur chamakdar. Divya ki ungliyan apne aap tez ho gayi. Woh kalpana karne lagi ki Manik uske upar hai. Uska wazan. Uski garam saansein. Woh lund uski chut pe ragad raha hai. “Nahi… nahi…” woh mann hi mann chillayi, par haath nahi ruke. Clit pe gol-gol ghumti ungliyan aur tez. Beech ki ungli andar-bahar. “Manik… nahi… uff… haan…” Uske muh se apne aap nikal gaya. Teesri ungli bhi andar chali gayi. Woh kalpana kar rahi thi ki Manik ne usko ghodi banaya hai. Uske baal pakde hain. Aur woh lund ekdum zor se andar thonk raha hai. Pat-pat-pat-pat. Divya ki kamar upar uth gayi. Uski chut ne sikudna shuru kiya. “Aa… aa… ruk… nahi… Manik…!” Aur phir woh jhad gayi. Bahut zor se. Bistar geela ho gaya. Uski jaanghein kaamp rahi thin.

Par jaise hi jhatke ruke, sachai ne zor se thappad maara. Usne takiya muh pe daba liya. Aansu nikal aaye. “Main pagal hoon… ghinouni hoon… jisse nafrat karti hoon, usi ko sochkar… usi ke naam lekar jhadi main…?” Woh baar-baar apne haath ragad rahi thi, jaise gandagi dhona chahti ho. Phir uthi, bathroom gayi, nahane lagi. Thande paani se. Par jitna ragadti, utna hi woh drishya saaf hota ja raha tha. Woh lund. Woh jhoolta hua. Aur uski apni awaaz… “Manik…” Wapas bistar pe lauti toh phone pe Manik ka message tha. “So gayi di? Good night.” Divya ne phone door phenk diya. Dil mein ek saath gussa, sharm aur… ek ajeeb si uttejana thi. Woh takiye mein muh chhipakar royi. Par neeche, uski chut phir se geeli ho rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi… kal raat phir wahi hoga. Aur woh phir wahi gunah karegi. Aur phir pachtaayegi. Phir bhi… ruk nahi paayegi.

Agli raat phir wahi hua. Raat ke dedh baje. Ghar mein sannata. Divya ne is baar light bilkul band kar di. Andhere mein uske haath neeche gaye. Panty pehle se hi geeli thi. Usne socha pichhli raat ka scene. Manik ka lund. Usne kalpana ki ki Manik uske kamre mein aa gaya hai. Darwaza band karke. “Kya kar rahi hai di?” woh pooch raha hai. Divya sharm se kaamp rahi hai. Manik uske bistar pe baith jaata hai. Uske haath ko hataata hai aur khud uski chut pe haath rakh deta hai. “Itni geeli… mere liye?” Divya mann mein chillati hai nahi, lekin uski ungliyan tez ho jaati hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uski chut mein do ungliyan daal raha hai, uske clit ko apne angoothe se sehla raha hai. “Bol di… kiska naam le rahi thi?” Manik poochta hai. Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Tera… tera lund…” Uske dimaag mein Manik uske upar aa jaata hai. Uska mota lund uski chut pe ragadta hai, tip se ras milata hai. Phir dheere-dheere andar ghusata hai. Divya ki kamar uth jaati hai. Woh kalpana karti hai ki Manik uske stanon ko choos raha hai, nipples ko daanton se daba raha hai. “Itni tight hai teri chut di… jaise pehli baar…” Manik kehta hai. Divya ki ungliyan ab teen ho gayi hain andar. Woh sochti hai Manik tez-tez dhakke maar raha hai. Uske baal pakad kar uska face upar utha raha hai. “Dekh mujhe jab main tujhe chod raha hoon.” Divya ki aankhein band hain, lekin woh Manik ka chehra dekh rahi hai – uski shararti muskaan, uski garam saansein. Uske apne haath ki speed tez ho jaati hai. Clit pe ungli ghumti hai, andar ki ungliyan tezi se hilti hain. “Manik… aaahh… aur jor se… meri chut tod do…” Woh apne muh se kehti hai. Uski chut sikudti hai, ras behne lagta hai. Woh jhad jaati hai – is baar aur zor se. Uski jaanghein kaampti hain, bistar phir se geela ho jaata hai. Par jhatke rukte hi sharm aati hai. Woh uthkar bathroom jaati hai, thanda paani daalti hai apne aap pe. “Main bimaar hoon… apne bhai ko sochkar…” Par jab wapas aati hai toh uski chut phir se geeli ho rahi hoti hai.

Teezri raat. Divya ne decide kiya ki aaj nahi karegi. Usne panty tight pehni, shorts upar se. Lekin raat ke do baje aankh khul gayi. Neeche geelaas mehsoos hua. Usne resist kiya. Takia dabaya. Lekin dimaag mein Manik aa gaya – is baar bathroom wala scene aur detail mein. Towel girta hai. Lund jhoolta hai – bhaari, mota, thoda upar ki taraf uthа hua. Divya sochti hai ki woh wahi khadi hai. Manik usko dekh leta hai. “Dekh rahi hai di?” Woh muskuraata hai. Divya bhaagne ki koshish karti hai lekin Manik uska haath pakad leta hai. Usse bathroom mein kheench leta hai. Shut the door. “Ab dekh le ache se.” Woh Divya ka haath apne lund pe rakh deta hai. Divya ki kalpana mein uska haath Manik ke lund ko sehlaata hai – garam, hard, nasein ubhri hui. Manik uski panty neeche kheenchta hai. “Tu bhi geeli hai…” Phir woh Divya ko washbasin pe jhuka deta hai. Peeche se apna lund uski chut pe ragadta hai. “Bol di… daalun?” Divya mann mein kehti hai nahi, lekin uski ungliyan ab uski chut mein hain. Woh sochti hai Manik ekdum se andar daal deta hai. “Aaahh…!” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai. Manik uske baal pakad kar peeche se dhakke maarta hai. “Teri chut itni garam hai di… jaise intezaar kar rahi thi.” Divya ki ungliyan tezi se hilti hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uski gaand pe thappad maarta hai, uske stanon ko peeche se dabata hai. “Main tujhe har raat chodunga… samjhi?” Divya ki climax qareeb aati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske andar hi jhad jaata hai – garam cum bhar jaata hai. “Manik… bhar de…!” Woh apne muh se kehti hai aur jhad jaati hai. Is baar itni zor se ki uski taangein kaampne lagti hain. Woh der tak leti rehti hai, saansein tez. Phir rote hue uthati hai. Bathroom mein jaakar der tak paani daalti hai. “Main khud ko maaf nahi kar sakti…” Par dil ke kone mein ek awaaz kehti hai – kal phir hoga.

Chauthi raat. Divya ne phone pe Manik ke purane messages padhe. “Di, khana tayaar hai.” “Di, main late aaunga.” Har message pe uska dil zor se dhadakta. Raat ko jab sab so gaye, usne light band ki. Is baar usne socha ki Manik uske kamre mein so raha hai. Beech mein takia. Lekin raat mein Manik ka haath uski kamar pe aa jaata hai. Divya jaag jaati hai. Manik ki saansein uske kaan mein hain. Uska hard lund uski gaand pe daba hua hai. “Di… so nahi pa raha…” Manik kehta hai. Divya kalpana karti hai ki woh palat jaati hai. Manik uske hothon pe kiss karta hai – pehle dheere, phir gehra. Uski jeebh uske muh mein ghus jaati hai. Haath uski chut pe. “Itni geeli… mere liye?” Phir Manik uske upar aa jaata hai. Lund dheere-dheere andar. Divya ki ungliyan ab uski chut mein chaar hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uske legs ko uski kandhon pe rakh deta hai, taaki aur gehra ja sake. “Dekh kaise ghus raha hai pura…” Manik kehta hai. Divya ki aankhein band hain, lekin woh apni chut mein uska lund feel kar rahi hai – mota, nasein ragad rahi hain. Manik tez-tez dhakke maarta hai. “Di… main tujhe pregnant kar dunga…” Yeh sunkar Divya ki speed aur tez ho jaati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske stanon ko zor se dabata hai, nipples ko choosta hai. “Teri chut meri hai… sirf meri…” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Haan… teri… chod… aur jor se…” Uski climax itni tez aati hai ki woh apna muh takiye mein daba leti hai taaki awaaz na nikle. Jhadne ke baad der tak kaampti rehti hai. Phir rote hue sochti hai, “Main kaise apne bhai ko aisa soch sakti hoon…?”

Paanchvi raat. Divya ne try kiya ki so jaye jaldi. Lekin aankh nahi lagi. Usne socha alag fantasy. Is baar Manik usko force nahi karta. Woh khud jaati hai uske kamre mein. Raat ke teen baje. Manik so raha hai. Divya uski chadar uthaati hai. Uska lund soft hai, lekin bada. Woh usko haath mein leti hai, sehlaati hai. Manik jaag jaata hai. “Di… kya kar rahi hai?” Divya sharm se kehti hai, “Mujhe chahiye…” Manik usko neeche kheench leta hai. “Toh le le.” Divya kalpana karti hai ki woh Manik ke lund ko muh mein leti hai – pehle tip, phir gehrai tak. Laar beh rahi hai. Manik uske baal pakad kar dhakke maarta hai. “Aise choos… meri di…” Phir Manik usko upar uthaata hai, apne lund pe bithata hai. Divya ki ungliyan uski chut mein tezi se hil rahi hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uske stanon ko choos raha hai jab woh uske lund pe uchal rahi hai. “Kitni mast hai teri chut di… har raat aana…” Divya ki kamar hilti hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uski gaand mein ungli daalta hai. “Yeh bhi meri hai…” Divya jhadne ke kareeb hoti hai. “Manik… andar… bhar de…” Woh jhad jaati hai, is baar itni geeli ki uski thighs chipak jaati hain. Baad mein woh bathroom mein jaakar der tak roti hai. “Main gunahgaar hoon… lekin ruk nahi pa rahi…”

Chhati raat. Fantasy aur gehra ho gaya. Divya sochti hai ki Manik usko pakad leta hai jab woh nahane ja rahi hoti hai. Bathroom mein. Pani gir raha hai. Manik uski towel kheench leta hai. “Aaj toh dekh hi loonga.” Woh Divya ko deewar se sataata hai. Uska lund uski chut pe. “Bol di… daalun?” Divya kehti hai haan. Manik ekdum se andar. Pani ke neeche dhakke. Divya ki ungliyan uski chut mein, clit pe. Woh sochti hai Manik uske baal pakad kar peeche se chod raha hai. “Teri awaaz mat nikaal… mummy sun legi…” Divya apne muh ko haath se dabaati hai. Manik tez-tez. “Main tujhe roz chodunga… subah, shaam, raat…” Divya ki climax aati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske andar jhadta hai, phir usko ghumata hai aur muh mein lund deta hai saaf karne ke liye. Divya jhadti hai, phir sharm se kaampti hai. “Main kaise aise soch sakti hoon apne bhai ke baare mein…?”

Saatvin raat. Divya ka resistance bilkul toot chuka tha. Usne jaan boojhkar light band ki, panty utaar di. Fantasy shuru ki – Manik uske saath poori raat bitata hai. Pehle kiss, phir stanon ko choosna, phir chut chatna. Divya sochti hai Manik uski chut ko jeebh se kha raha hai, ungliyan andar. “Itna ras… mere liye?” Phir lund andar. Har position – missionary, doggy, cowgirl, reverse. Divya ki ungliyan thak jaati hain lekin rukti nahi. Woh sochti hai Manik usko bolta hai, “Di, main tujhe kabhi nahi chhodunga… tu meri hai.” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Haan… teri… hamesha…” Woh teen baar jhadti hai us raat. Har baar Manik ka naam lekar. Aakhir mein jab thak kar leti hai toh aankhon mein aansu hote hain. “Main paagal ho gayi hoon… lekin yeh gunah… yeh maza… main chhod nahi sakti.”



Har raat yahi cycle tha. Fantasy, climax, guilt, sharm, rona, phir agli raat wahi. Divya jaanti thi ki woh khud ko rok nahi paayegi. Manik ka lund, uska wazan, uski awaaz, uske dhakke – sab kuch uske dimaag mein bas chuka tha. Aur har baar jab woh jhadti, toh uske muh se wahi naam nikalta – “Manik…”

 

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Part -85Office ki canteen mein dopahar ka break tha. Thodi si bheed thi, kai log apne lunch boxes khol rahe the, kuch log coffee machine ke paas khade the. Manik coffee ka mug haath mein liye khada tha, nazrein Vani Goyal pe tiki hui thin. Woh ek corner table ke paas khadi thi, apni saheli se baat kar rahi thi. Manik ne apne aap ko rokne ki koshish ki lekin uski nazar baar-baar usi taraf chali jaati thi.

Vani aaj kuch zyada hi khili hui thi. Safed shirt, top ka button halka sa khula hua, jisse uske collarbone aur thodi si soft skin dikh rahi thi. Hoth… gulabi gloss lagaye hue the. Har baar jab woh hansi ya baat karti, woh hoth halkе se chamakte the aur Manik ka dhyan unhi pe atak jaata tha. Usne socha kitni baar usne Vani ko kaam karte hue dekha hai – laptop pe focused, pen se notes banate hue, kabhi baal kaan ke peeche karti hui. Lekin aaj uska attention bar bar uske hothon pe ja raha tha. Soft, gulabi, thode se chamakdar.

Manik ne apna mug thoda kaskar pakad liya. Usne nazar hataane ki koshish ki, lekin Vani jab apni saheli se hans kar kuch bol rahi thi toh uske hoth ki movement phir se uska dhyan kheench leti thi. Woh sochne laga ki Vani aaj thodi alag nazar aa rahi hai – zyada relaxed, zyada bright. Shayad kaam mein uska confidence badha hai, isliye poora mood hi alag tha.

Tabhi Vani ne achanak uski taraf dekha. Seedha aankhon mein. Manik ka dil ek pal ke liye tez dhadak gaya. Vani ne apni saheli se baat khatam ki aur dheere-dheere uski taraf badhne lagi. Har kadam ke saath Manik thoda sa alert ho gaya. Woh itni kareeb aa gayi ki Manik ko uski perfume ki halki meethi khushboo aa gayi.

“Bhaiya… kya dekh rahe ho itna dhyan se?” usne muskurate hue poocha. Uski awaaz mein halki si shararat thi. Manik hadbada gaya. Coffee mug halka sa hila, thodi coffee uske haath pe gir gayi.

“Ku… kuch nahi Vani… bas soch raha tha ki tum kuch hi dino mein bahut kuch seekh gayi ho.” usne hadbadate hue kaha. Uski awaaz thodi si normal rakhne ki koshish mein thi. Usne apne face ko serious rakhne ki koshish ki.

Vani ne hoth dabakar halki si hansi. Usne ek kadam aur aage badhaya. Itna kareeb ki Manik ko uski saans ki halki si mehak bhi mehsoos hui. Uske gulabi hoth ab bilkul saamne the. Manik ki nazar unpe thodi der ke liye ruki, phir usne jaldi se aankhein utha li.

“Kya seekh gayi hoon bhaiya?” usne dheere se poocha, aankhein jhukakar phir upar uthayin. “Aapne toh abhi tak zyada sikhaya bhi nahi… sirf dekhte rehte ho kabhi-kabhi.” Uski awaaz mein ek halka sa challenge tha, lekin bilkul soft.

Manik ki saans thodi si ruk si gayi. Usne notice kiya ki Vani ke top ka button ab bhi halka sa khula hua hai. Jab woh baat karti thi toh uske hoth ki soft movement uska dhyan kheench leti thi. Usne apni nazar zor se hataayi aur coffee mug ki taraf dekhne laga.

Vani ne apna nichla hoth halkе se daanton se kaata – bilkul natural sa action, jaise soch mein ho. Yeh dekhte hi Manik ka dil tez dhadakne laga. Usne socha yeh hoth kitne soft lagte honge… lekin usne turant apne dimaag ko roka.

Vani ne ek second aur usko dekha, phir mudkar jaane lagi. Jaate-jaate woh thodi si ruki. Usne peeche mudkar Manik ki taraf dekha aur bilkul dheemi awaaz mein, itni halki ki sirf Manik hi sun pata, ya shayad usne mann hi mann kaha –

“Waise… mere hoth sach mein bahut soft hain…”

Phir woh turant muskura di aur hasti hui apni saheli ke paas chali gayi. Jaate hue usne ek baar phir peeche mudkar Manik ko dekha, aur halki si muskaan dekar nazar hata li.

Manik wahi khada reh gaya. Uske haath mein coffee ka mug thanda ho chuka tha. Usne jo thodi si awaaz suni thi, ya jo usne socha ki Vani ne kaha, woh baar-baar uske dimaag mein ghum rahi thi. “Mere hoth sach mein bahut soft hain…”

Usne jaldi se apne aap ko normal karne ki koshish ki. Canteen se bahar nikalte hue usne socha ki Vani shayad bas mazaak kar rahi thi, ya phir usne sach mein itni dheemi awaaz mein kaha tha ki kisi aur ko pata bhi nahi chala. Lekin uske dimaag se woh baat nahi ja rahi thi.

Corridor mein aate hi Manik ne deep breath liya. Usse pata tha ki ab uski nazar Vani pe pehle se thodi zyada rukne lagi thi. Aur Vani bhi… shayad jaanti thi. Usne decide kiya ki abhi kisi bhi cheez ko gehra nahi sochna. Kaam pe dhyan dena hai. Lekin andar hi andar ek halki si bekaraari si mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Usne apne cabin mein jaakar laptop khola. Screen pe numbers the, lekin uska dhyan baar-baar canteen wale moment pe chala jaata tha – Vani ki muskaan, uska lip bite, aur woh bilkul dheemi si baat jo shayad usne kahi thi, ya sirf Manik ke dimaag ne bana li thi.

Ab sirf dekhne se kaam nahi chal raha tha. Lekin Manik ne khud se kaha – abhi dheere-dheere. Kuch bhi jaldi nahi. Pehle bas yeh samajhna hai ki Vani sach mein kya soch rahi hai.

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Raat ke 1:37 baje. Dono ke phone pe video call chal rahi thi. Kamre mein sirf screen ki neeli roshni thi. Manik bistar pe poori tarah nanga tha. Uska mota lund haath mein tha, sakht, nasein phooli hui. Woh dheere-dheere usko upar-neeche hila raha tha, aankhein screen pe tiki hui thin.

Doosri taraf Pari bhi nangi baithi thi. Pair failaye, ek haath mein phone, doosra haath uski gulabi chut pe. Uski saansein pehle se hi thodi tez thin. Usne camera neeche kiya. Uski chut ekdum soft aur geeli chamak rahi thi, halki si roshni mein aur bhi clear dikh rahi thi.

“Dekh… kitni geeli ho gayi hoon tere naam se…” usne dheere se kaha aur apni ungli andar-bahar karne lagi. Ungli ke saath uska ras thoda sa bahar aa raha tha. Manik ne apna lund zor se pakad liya aur upar-neeche hilane laga. Uski aankhein Pari ki chut pe atki hui thin.

“Pari… tu kitni gandi ho gayi hai yaar… dekh, mera lund kitna khada hai tere liye.” Usne lund ko thoda camera ke kareeb kiya taaki Pari clearly dekh sake. Nasein ubhri hui thin, tip thodi si geeli thi.

Pari ne karaahte hue kaha, “Haan… main teri randi hoon… aa ja na… faad de meri chut ko… roz sochti hoon tera yeh mota lund mere andar…” Usne doosri ungli bhi andar daal di aur thodi tez speed se hilane lagi. Uski kamar halki si hilne lagi thi.

Manik ki saansein tez ho gayi. Usne lund ka supara camera ke kareeb kiya. “Dekh… kitna laal ho gaya hai… bas teri chut mein ghusna chahta hai… poora andar tak… teri soft chut ko phaadte hue…” Usne apne haath ki speed thodi badha di. Pre-cum uski tip pe chamak raha tha.

Pari ne do ungliyan andar daal li thin aur tezi se khud ko chodne lagi. “Aahhh… Manik… zor se bol… ganda bol… mujhe teri gandi baatein pasand hain…” Uski awaaz mein moan mix ho raha tha. Usne camera thoda aur adjust kiya taaki Manik ko sab kuch clear dikhe.

Manik ne grunt karte hue kaha, “Teri chut ko chod-chod kar laal kar doonga… phir teri gaand mein daalunga… tujhe ghodi banakar peeche se thokunga… bol… kitni baar jhadegi aaj mere naam pe?” Usne apne lund ko aur kaskar hilaya. Uski thighs thodi si tight ho gayi thin.

Pari ki aankhein band ho gayi. Uski kamar hilne lagi. “Teen… chaar… jitni baar bolega… aahhh… main teri rakhel hoon… roz tere lund ki bhookhi rehti hoon…” Usne apni ungliyon ki speed aur badha di. Clit pe uska angootha ghum raha tha, andar ki ungliyan tezi se hil rahi thin. Uska ras ab thighs pe bhi thoda behne laga tha.

Manik ne speed badha di. Uska lund ab chamak raha tha, precum se geela. “Ab jhadne wala hoon… bol… kahan daalu?” Uski awaaz bhaari ho gayi thi. Woh screen pe Pari ko dekh raha tha – uski geeli chut, uski hilti hui kamar, uske band aankhein.

Pari cheekh padi, “Mere muh mein… mere chehre pe… mere stanon pe… sab jagah… aahhh… main bhi aa rahi hoon… Manik…!!” Usne apni ungliyan bilkul tezi se chalayi. Uski taangein thodi si kaampne lagi thin.

Dono ek saath jhade. Manik ka gaadha veerya uske pet aur chhati pe gira, kuch boondein neeche bistar pe bhi giri. Pari ki chut se ras ki halki si dhaar si nikalti hui mehsoos hui, uski jaanghein tak bheeg gayi. Dono ki saansein phone mein zor-zor se aa rahi thin. Screen pe unke bodies ki halki si kaamp mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Thodi der tak dono chup chaap haanthte rahe. Phir Pari ne ungli se apna ras chatа aur camera pe dikhaya. “Agli baar… asli wala… wada?” Uski awaaz abhi bhi thodi haanthi hui thi, lekin usme ek soft muskaan thi.

Manik ne haanfte hue muskurakar kaha, “Bahut jaldi… aur tab raat bhar nahi chhodunga tujhe.” Usne apne lund ko dheere se sehlaate hue screen pe Pari ko dekha. Woh ab bhi nangi thi, pair thode failaye hue, body soft si chamak rahi thi neeli roshni mein.

Phir dono ne ek-doosre ko udta hua kiss bheja. Pari ne soft se kaha, “Jaldi mil… ab phone se dil nahi bharta.” Manik ne sir hilaya, “Haan… ab milna padega.” Call cut hone se pehle dono ne ek-doosre ko aur kuch seconds tak dekha – thake hue, santusht, lekin abhi bhi bhookhe.

Call cut hui. Kamre mein phir se andhera sa ho gaya. Manik bistar pe letа raha, ceiling ko dekhta hua. Uski saansein ab normal hone lagi thin, lekin dimaag mein Pari ka scene abhi bhi chal raha tha – uski geeli chut, uski awaaz, uski baatein. Pari doosri taraf bhi aisi hi thi. Dono jaante the…

Ab phone se kaam nahi chalega.

Ab milna padega.

Aur jab milenge…

toh bas ek doosre ke liye honge.

Raat bhar.



Xxxxx

 

[hotaks]

Part -86

Dopahar ke dhai baje. Jasleen didi ka cabin. Darwaze pe likha tha: Jasleen Kaur, CA – Partner. Manik ne dastak di. Uske haath thode se paseene se geele the. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Pichhle kuch dino se uske dimaag mein ek hi baat ghum rahi thi – chhat wali raat, Simi, unka woh raaz. Kya kisi ne dekh liya? Kya koi baat fail gayi?

“Aaiye…” andar se thandi, gambhir awaaz aayi. Manik ne gehrI saans li aur andar gaya. Jasleen apni chair pe peeche tek lagaye baithi thi. Kala blazer, safed shirt, chashma aankhon pe. Bilkul professional. Uski posture mein wohi strictness thi jo office mein sabko thoda daraati thi. Manik ki toh gaand mein hawa hone lagi. Usne socha aaj kuch toh gadbad hai.

“Manik… zara darwaza band karo aur baitho.” Jasleen ki awaaz mein koi emotion nahi thi. Manik ne darwaza band kiya. Kursi pe baithte waqt uski taangein halki si kaamp rahi thin. Usne apne haath ko pant pe ragad kar dry karne ki koshish ki. Dimaag mein sirf ek hi scene chal raha tha – chhat pe Simi ke saath wahi raat… koi dekh toh nahi gaya tha? Camera? Simi ne kuch bata toh nahi diya? Jasleen agar jaanti hogi toh…

Jasleen ne file band ki, chashma utara aur ekdum gambhir chehra banakar boli, “Yeh kya suna maine Manik…?”

Manik ka chehra peela pad gaya. Gale mein jaise kuch atak gaya ho. “K… kya hua didi…? Maine… maine kuch galat kiya kya…?” Uski awaaz thodi si kaamp rahi thi. Usne socha ab sab khatam. Job, izzat, sab.

Jasleen ne hoth dabakar usko ghoora. Do second. Teen second. Puri cabin mein ek ajeeb sa silence tha. Bahar se office ki halki awaazein aa rahi thin lekin andar bilkul shaant. Manik ki saansein ruk si gayi thin. Woh Jasleen ki aankhon mein dekh nahi pa raha tha.

Phir achanak uske hothon pe shararti muskaan fail gayi. Woh muskaan dekhte hi Manik ka dil ek baar phir tez dhadakne laga – is baar confusion se.

“Lagta hai tumne sach mein kuch galat kiya hai…” Jasleen ne dheere se kaha. Manik ki saans ruk gayi. Usne socha ab pakde gaye.

“…par main us galat ki baat nahi kar rahi.” Jasleen hans padi. Uski hansi sunte hi Manik thoda sa relax hua, lekin poori tarah nahi.

“Are dar mat! Main toh keh rahi thi ki CA Amit Goyal sahab (Vani ke papa) tumhari bahut tarif kar rahe the. Bole ki unki beti Vani tumhare under mein bahut achha seekh rahi hai. Bahut khush the. Promotion ki baat bhi kar rahe the tumhari.”

Manik ne lambi saans chhodi. Uska dil phir dhadakne laga – is baar raahat se. Paseena uski shart pe thanda ho raha tha. “Bas… bas itni si baat thi didi?” usne hansne ki koshish ki. Uski hansi mein abhi bhi thodi si nervousness thi.

Jasleen ne phir wahi nazar se dekha, jaise kuch jaanti ho. Uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi. “Haan… bas itni si. Baaki jo tumne kiya hai, woh toh tumhare aur tumhare… dil ke beech ki baat hai na?”

Manik ne ghabrakar neeche dekh liya. Usne socha kya Jasleen sach mein kuch jaanti hai? Simi ke baare mein? Usne jaldi se apna face normal karne ki koshish ki.

Jasleen uthi, uske paas aayi, aur dheere se uske kandhe pe haath rakhkar boli, “Relax. Main kuch nahi jaanti. Aur jaanu bhi toh… main apni chhoti bahan se zyada smart hoon. Jo baat chhupani hoti hai, chhupa leti hoon.”

Phir kaan mein phusphusayi, itni dheemi awaaz mein ki sirf Manik sun saka, “Bas itna khayal rakhna… Vani ke papa bahut khush hain. Unhe aise hi khush rakhna. Samjhe?”

Manik ne haklate hue haan kaha. “Haan didi… samajh gaya.” Uske kandhe pe Jasleen ka haath thoda sa der tak raha, phir usne hata liya.

Jasleen wapas apni seat pe baithi aur muskurakar boli, “Ab jao… aur haan, Simi ko dekho na, woh aajkal bahut… khush rehti hai.” Uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb sa tone tha – jaise woh kuch zyada hi jaanti ho, lekin khulkar nahi bol rahi.

Manik bahar nikla toh uski shirt paseene se tar thi. Corridor mein aate hi usne gehrI saans li. Dil mein ek ajeeb si hansi bhi thi. Jasleen didi… shayad sach mein sab jaanti hain. Aur shayad… unhe koi aitraaz bhi nahi. Usne socha Simi ke baare mein Jasleen ka last comment. “Bahut khush rehti hai…” Kya woh really hint de rahi thi? Manik ne sar hilaya. Abhi is baare mein zyada nahi sochna. Pehle kaam pe dhyan dena hai. Lekin andar hi andar ek halki si raahat thi – ki shayad uska raaz safe hai.

Shaam saat baje. Manik ka phone baja. Screen pe likha tha – Anu didi ♡. Usne turant pick kiya. Anu didi ki awaaz sunte hi uske chehre pe soft si muskaan aa gayi.

“Hello, Manu…” Anu ki awaaz mein wahi purani narmi thi jo sirf Manik ke liye hoti hai. Bahar se sakht, par bhai ke liye uska lehja hamesha pyar se bhara rehta hai. Manik ne notice kiya ki aaj uski awaaz mein thodi si thakan bhi thi.

“Haan didi, bolo na…” Manik ne narmi se kaha. Woh apni cabin mein tha, door band karke. Bahar office ke log nikal rahe the.

“Suno na… aaj Friday hai. Kal se Saturday-Sunday hai. Tum ghar aa rahe ho na?” Uski awaaz mein halki-si bechaini thi, jaise bahut din se kuch kehna chaah rahi ho. Manik ne samajh liya ki Anu didi aaj emotional mood mein hain.

“Didi, thoda busy hoon waise…” Manik ne halkе se taala. Usse pata tha ki Anu didi pressure nahi daalengi, lekin unka dil bhi nahi dukhana tha.

“Are Manu… papa (Anand ji) roz poochhte hain ki mera beta kab aayega. Simi bhi chup-chup si rehti hai. Divya bhi bas phone mein lagi rehti hai. Aur main…” Woh ek pal ko ruki, phir bahut pyar se boli, “Main toh bahut miss kar rahi hoon tumhe. Paanch saal ho gaye mummy (Shweta) ko gaye, tab se ghar mein tumhari hansi bahut kam sunai deti hai.”

Manik ka gala bhar aaya. Anu didi kabhi roti nahi, par aaj uski awaaz mein nami thi. Usne socha mummy ke jaane ke baad Anu didi ne hi ghar sambhala tha. Papa ko support kiya, chhote bhai-behan ko sambhala, khud ko strong rakha. Aur aaj woh khud bol rahi thi ki woh usse miss karti hai.

“Aaunga didi… pakka. Kal shaam tak pahunch jaunga.” Manik ki awaaz thodi si bhaari ho gayi thi. Usne apne aankhon ko dry rakhne ki koshish ki.

Anu ne raahat ki lambi saans li. “Sach mein? Wada?” Uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si bhukh thi – bhai ko dekhne ki.

“Wada didi.” Manik ne firmly kaha. Usne socha is baar sach mein jana hai. Sirf family ke liye nahi, Anu didi ke liye.

“Achha suno, main tumhari pasand ki saari cheezein bana rahi hoon – paneer butter masala, dal makhani, aur woh wali chocolate ice cream bhi fridge mein rakh di hai. Raat ka khana ghar pe hi khaoge na?” Anu ki awaaz ab thodi si halki ho gayi thi, jaise woh smile kar rahi ho.

Manik muskuraya, “Bilkul didi. Tum banaogi toh kaun mana karega?” Usne socha Anu didi ka haath ka banaya hua khana… mummy ke baad sabse zyada usi ka khana yaad aata tha.

Anu ne halkе se haste hue kaha, “Chalo phir… bas jaldi aa jana. Darwaza khula rahega. Aur haan… aate hi mujhe gale lagana. Bahut din ho gaye.” Uski awaaz mein ab clearly nami thi. Manik ne mehsoos kiya ki Anu didi aaj sach mein emotional ho rahi hain.

Phone cut hone se pehle Anu ne ek baar aur kaha, “Manu… ghar mein tumhari zaroorat hai. Papa bhi… hum sab.” Phir call cut ho gayi.

Manik car mein baitha, aankhein nam. Steering wheel ko pakde hue usne socha Anu didi ke baare mein. Jo bahar se lohe ki tarah sakht hain, office mein, rishteydaaron mein, sabke saamne strong. Par apne chhote bhai ke liye hamesha pighal jaati hain. Paanch saal pehle mummy ki death ke baad Anu didi ne hi sab sambhala tha. Papa ko himmat di, Simi aur Divya ko sambhala, aur Manik ko bhi hamesha support kiya – chahe kitni bhi door kyun na ho.

Usne socha ghar jaane ke baad pehli cheez Anu didi ko gale lagayega. Unka dil bhar dega. Unse baat karega, unka banaya hua khana khayega, unki hansi sunega. Papa se milega, Simi se… sabse. Is baar sirf weekend nahi, thoda sa ghar ka sukoon bhi leke aayega.

Car start karte hue Manik ne socha – Jasleen didi ne office mein usko raahat di thi, Anu didi ne dil se bulaya tha. Dono alag-alag tarike se uske liye important thin. Ek professional life mein, doosri personal life mein. Aur ab kal ghar jana tha. Is baar dil se.



Raat bhar Manik ke dimaag mein Anu didi ki awaaz ghumti rahi – “Main toh bahut miss kar rahi hoon tumhe.” Aur usne decide kiya ki is baar jab ghar jaayega, toh sirf body nahi, dil bhi leke jaayega. Anu didi ka dil bharne ke liye.

 

[hotaks]

Part -87

Shaam saat baje. Savita ka flat, teesri manzil. Darwaza khula tha, par andar ka mahaul garam aur bhaari tha. Savita khud sofa pe baithi thi, haath mein chai ka pyala, aankhein laal. Usse sab pata chal chuka tha. Uska purana dost Anand… usi ki beti Chhotu ko pichhle chheh mahine se chod raha tha. Chhotu ne khud qabool kar liya tha. Aur aaj Anand aaya tha… “baat karne”.

Par baat kahan ho rahi thi. Bedroom mein. Darwaza andar se band. Savita ne kitni baar socha tha ki uth kar jaaye, darwaza khol de, chillaye. Par uske pair jaise jam gaye the. Chai ka pyala uske haath mein thanda hota ja raha tha. Bahar se halki si awaazein aa rahi thin – bed ki, saanson ki, kabhi-kabhi Chhotu ki dabi hui aahen. Har awaaz uske kaan mein saaf goonj rahi thi. Woh sofa pe pathar ki tarah baithi thi, pyala kaskar pakde hue.

Andar bedroom mein Chhotu bistar pe nangi leti thi. Uski umar abhi-abhi atharah poori hui thi, par badan aisa ki dekhkar kisi ka bhi lund khada ho jaye. Gora, naram, chhote-chhote stan, patli kamar aur ekdum gulabi chut. Anand ji (pachaas paar, magar tagda badan, chaudi chhati) uske upar the. Unka mota, kala lund Chhotu ki chut mein poora ghusa hua tha. Har dhakke ke saath Chhotu ki saansein tez ho rahi thin.

“Aahhh… uncle… dheere… mummy bahar baithi hain…” Chhotu karaah rahi thi, par pair Anand ki kamar se liptе hue the. Uske nakhun Anand ki peeth pe halkе se gadе hue the. Anand ne uski dono kalaiyan sir ke upar dabayi aur zor ka dhakka maara. Bed ki awaaz poore kamre mein goonj uthi. Chhotu ki aankhein band thin, muh se dabi hui aahen nikal rahi thin.

“Teri mummy ko pata hai… aur ab woh kuch nahi bolegi… aaj se tu meri bhi hai… samjhi?” Anand ki awaaz bhaari thi, saansein tez. Usne ek aur gehra dhakka maara. Chhotu ki aankhein band ho gayi. Anand ka lund itna mota tha ki har dhakke mein uski chut fail rahi thi. Usne apne hips upar uthaye taaki aur andar le sake. Anand ne uske chhote stanon ko dabaya, nipples ko ungliyon se pinch kiya.

“Haan uncle… aapki hoon… roz chodo mujhe… jaise chaho…” Chhotu ki awaaz mein moan mix tha. Woh bilkul bekabu thi. Anand ne usko palta. Ghodi bana diya. Chhotu ki gaand upar thi, gol-gol. Anand ne dono haathon se failaya aur apna lund phir se andar thonk diya. Pat… pat… pat… pat… Awaaz poore kamre mein goonj rahi thi. Anand ki jaanghein Chhotu ki gaand se takra rahi thin. Paseena dono ke badan pe chamak raha tha. Chhotu ne bistar ki sheet ko kaskar pakad liya tha.

“Bol… kiski randi hai tu?” Anand ne uske baal kheenchte hue poocha. Usne peeche se aur tez dhakke maare. Chhotu ki aahen ab dabayi nahi ja rahi thin. “Aapki… Anand uncle ki… Savita mummy ke dost ki… aahhh… aur zor se…” Chhotu chillayi. Anand ne speed badha di. Har dhakke ke saath Chhotu ki gaand hil rahi thi. Usne apne haath peeche badha kar Anand ki thighs ko pakad liye.

Bahar, Savita chai ka pyala kaskar pakde baithi thi. Usse har awaaz saaf sunai de rahi thi – bed ki, dhakkon ki, Chhotu ki karaahon ki. Uski aankhon mein aansu the… aur saath hi ek ajeeb si garmahat bhi. Usne kai baar socha tha ki darwaza kholkar chillaye, par pair nahi uthe. Usne pyala neeche rakh diya. Haath kaamp rahe the. Woh soch rahi thi – yeh sab kaise shuru hua, kab shuru hua, aur ab kyun rok nahi pa rahi. Har dhakke ki awaaz uske kaan mein goonj rahi thi. Uski saansein tez ho rahi thin.

Andar, Anand ne Chhotu ko phir se palat liya. Uske pair apne kandhon pe rakhe aur missionary mein chodne laga. Chhotu ke chhote stan uchhal rahe the. Anand ne unhe muh mein liya, choosa, daanton se halka kaata. Chhotu ki kamar upar uth rahi thi. “Uncle… mere muh mein daalo… aaj pilao mujhe…” Chhotu ne karaahte hue kaha. Anand ne lund bahar nikala, Chhotu ke muh ke paas laya. Chhotu ne jeebh nikaalkar chatna shuru kiya. Pehle tip, phir dheere-dheere poora muh mein le liya. Anand ne uska sar pakda aur gale tak dhakke dene laga. Chhotu ki aankhein mein paani aa gaya lekin woh ruki nahi. Laar uske muh se beh rahi thi.

Do minute baad hi Anand jhadne laga. Gaadha, garam veerya Chhotu ke muh mein, gale mein, chehre pe. Chhotu ne sab chat liya. Ek boond bhi nahi chhodi. Usne lund ko saaf kiya, tip ko choosa, phir muskuraate hue Anand ko dekha. Phir dono lipatkar let gaye. Anand ne Chhotu ke maathe pe kiss kiya. “Ab se har weekend yahin… teri mummy ko koi problem nahi hogi.” Chhotu ne sharmate hue muskuraya, “Mummy ko bhi toh koi chahiye na… aap hi sambhal lo dono ko.” Anand hansa. “Dekhte hain… pehle tu sambhal.”

Bahar, Savita ne aakhiri ghoont chai ka piya. Uski jaanghein aapas mein sat gayi thin. Usne dheere se bedroom ki taraf dekha. Darwaza ab bhi band tha. Par ab use gussa nahi aa raha tha. Balki… ek ajeeb si bechaini thi. Uski saansein tez thin. Woh soch rahi thi ki andar kya ho raha hoga ab – shayad woh dono baat kar rahe hon, shayad phir se shuru kar rahe hon. Usne apne haath ko thighs pe rakha. Ek ajeeb si garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Xxxx

Darwaza khula. Anand bilkul nanga, paseene se tar, lund abhi bhi aadha khada, bahar nikla. Savita sofa pe baithi thi. Aankhein neechi, par saansein tez. Usne Anand ko dekha – uski chaudi chhati, pet pe halkе baal, aur woh mota lund jo abhi-abhi uski beti ki chut aur muh se nikla tha. Anand bina kuch bole uske paas aaya. Savita ne muh pher liya, par virodh nahi kiya. Anand ne uska chehra pakda, ghumaya aur seedha hothon pe kiss kar diya. Gehra, bhookha kiss. Savita pehle halkе se peeche hati, phir khud hi Anand ke muh mein jeebh daal di.

“Teri beti ne toh maza de diya… ab teri baari, Savi…” Anand ne gurrate hue kaha. Usne Savita ko kaskar pakad liya. Savita ki saari ka pallu ek jhatke mein neeche. Blouse ke buttons khul gaye. Uski bhaari, doodhiye breasts bahar aa gayi – aaj tak kisi ne itne paas se nahi dekhe the. Anand ne unhe muh se pakda, choosa, kaata. Savita ki aah nikal gayi, “Anand… koi dekh lega…” “Koi nahi hai… aur teri beti andar so rahi hai… ab chupchaap chudai karwa.”

Anand ne Savita ko sofa pe hi lita diya. Saari kamar tak upar. Petticoat. Phir panty ek jhatke mein utaar di. Savita ki chut poori tarah bheegi hui thi – beti ki chudai sun-sun kar. Anand ne apna lund uski chut pe ragda. “Bol… kitne din se tadap rahi thi?” Savita ne aankhein band kar li, “Bahut din se… daal na ab…” Anand ne ek hi jhatke mein poora lund andar thonk diya. Savita cheekh padi, par maze ki cheekh. “Aahhh… kitna mota hai… fat jaayegi…”

Phir shuru ho gaya. Anand ne usko sofa pe hi zor-zor se chodna shuru kiya. Savita ke stan uchhal rahe the. Woh Anand ki peeth pe nakhun gada rahi thi. “Chod mujhe… jaise apni rakhel chodta hai… aaj se main bhi teri hoon…” “Haan randi… dono maa-beti meri… roz chodunga…” Anand ne usko uthaya, god mein liya aur deewar se satakar chodne laga. Savita ke pair Anand ki kamar se liptе the. Har dhakke mein uski chut se chap-chap ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Savita ki aahen ab khul kar nikal rahi thin.

Phir Anand ne usko ghodi banaya. Savita ki gaand upar, saari kamar mein lipti hui. Anand ne peeche se lund daala aur baal pakadkar kheenchte hue thoka. “Bol… maza aa raha hai?” “Bahut… kabhi nahi aaya aisa… chod… aur zor se…” Das minute baad Savita jhad gayi – zordar. Uski chut ne lund ko kas liya. Anand bhi nahi ruka. Usne lund bahar nikala, Savita ko ghutnon pe bithaya aur muh mein daal diya. Savita ne pehli baar kisi ka lund muh mein liya. Choosa. Gale tak. Anand ne uska sar pakda aur muh chodne laga. Phir jhada – poora gaadha maal uske gale mein. Savita ne sab nigal liya.

Phir Anand ke pairon pe girkar lipat gayi. “Aaj se… jab mann kare… maa-beti dono ko bula lena. Hum tayyar rahengi.” Anand ne uske baalon mein ungliyan ferte hue muskurakar kaha, “Ab toh har weekend yahin guzrega… aur kabhi-kabhi dono ko ek saath litaunga.” Savita ne sharmate hue sir hilaya. Uske hothon pe ab gussa nahi… sirf ek santusht muskaan thi.

Aur bedroom mein Chhotu jaag chuki thi… darwaze ki jhiri se sab dekh rahi thi. Usne ungli chut pe rakhi aur muskurа di. Ab ghar poora ho gaya tha. Ek mard. Do auratein. Aur dher saari chudai. Har raat. Har din.

Anand ne Savita ko phir se uthaya aur sofa pe lita diya. Usne uske stanon ko phir se choomna shuru kiya – dheere-dheere, jaise unko explore kar raha ho. Savita ki saansein tez thin. Anand ne uski chut mein do ungliyan daal di aur hilane laga. “Abhi bhi itni geeli… beti ki awaazein sun-sun kar…” Savita ne aankhein band karke kaha, “Haan… sunte hue hi… main bhi…” Anand ne apna lund phir se uski chut pe set kiya aur dheere-dheere andar daal diya. Is baar woh dheere pelne laga, har dhakke ke saath Savita ke hothon ko choomte hue.

Savita ne uski peeth ko sehlaaya. “Anand… aise hi… dheere… phir zor se…” Anand ne speed badha di. Sofa ki awaaz phir se goonjne lagi. Savita ke stan uchhal rahe the. Usne Anand ke baal pakad liye. “Chod… aaj poori raat…” Anand ne uske pair apne kandhon pe rakh diye taaki aur gehra ja sake. Har dhakke mein Savita ki aahen tez hoti gayi. “Aahhh… Anand… fat jaayegi meri chut…” Anand ne muskuraate hue kaha, “Fatne de… main theek kar dunga.”

Thodi der baad Anand ne usko phir se ghodi banaya. Peeche se lund daalte hue usne Savita ke baal kheenche. “Bol Savi… kiski randi bani hai aaj?” “Teri… sirf teri… aaahh…” Savita chillayi. Anand ne uski gaand pe thappad maara aur tez-tez dhakke maare. Savita ki chut se ras beh raha tha, uski thighs pe gir raha tha. Anand ne ek haath se uski clit ko sehlaaya. Savita phir se jhadne ke kareeb aa gayi. “Anand… main… aa rahi hoon…” Anand ne speed aur badha di. Savita zor se jhad gayi, uski chut Anand ke lund ko kas-kas kar pakad rahi thi.

Anand ne lund bahar nikala aur Savita ko ghutnon pe bithaya. “Ab muh se saaf kar.” Savita ne turant lund muh mein le liya. Usne choosa, jeebh se chataya, gale tak liya. Anand ne uska sar pakad kar dheere-dheere dhakke diye. “Aise… haan… teri beti bhi aise hi karti hai…” Savita ne uski baat sunte hi aur tez choosa. Anand ki saansein tez ho gayi. “Ab nikalne wala hoon…” Savita ne lund ko muh mein hi rakha. Anand ne uske gale mein poora cum daal diya. Savita ne sab nigal liya, lund ko saaf karte hue.

Phir dono sofa pe lipatkar let gaye. Anand ne Savita ke stanon ko sehlaaya. “Ab ghar mein do randiyan hain… maa aur beti.” Savita ne sharmate hue kaha, “Haan… jab mann kare, bula lena.” Anand ne uske maathe pe kiss kiya. “Har weekend… aur beech mein bhi.” Savita ne sir hilaya. Uski aankhon mein ab koi gussa nahi tha, sirf ek ajeeb si shanti aur santushti thi.

Bedroom mein Chhotu darwaze ki jhiri se sab dekh rahi thi. Usne apni ungli apni chut pe rakhi aur dheere-dheere hilane lagi. Woh muskura rahi thi. Ab ghar poora ho gaya tha. Ek mard. Do auratein. Aur dher saari chudai. Har raat. Har din. Chhotu ne socha agli baar woh bhi saath hogi. Mummy aur woh, dono Anand ke saath. Yeh soch kar uski chut aur geeli ho gayi. Usne ungli tezi se hilayi aur dabi hui aah ke saath jhad gayi.

Bahar sofa pe Anand aur Savita ab bhi lipte hue the. Anand ne Savita ke kaan mein kaha, “Raat abhi baaki hai… ek baar aur?” Savita ne muskuraate hue haan mein sir hilaya. Anand ne usko phir se litaya aur lund uski chut pe set kiya. “Ab dheere-dheere… poori raat.” Savita ne usko gale laga liya. “Haan… poori raat.” Anand ne dheere-dheere andar daal diya. Dono ki saansein milne lagi. Sofa pe phir se chap-chap ki awaazein goonjne lagi. Is baar woh dono dheere the, lekin gehre. Har dhakka savita ke dil tak mehsoos ho raha tha.

Anand ne uske hothon ko chooma. “Ab tu meri hai Savi… teri beti bhi.” Savita ne aankhein band karke kaha, “Haan… dono teri.” Anand ne speed thodi badha di. Savita ki aahen phir se nikalne lagi. “Anand… aise hi… mat rukna…” Anand ne uske stanon ko choosa. “Nahi rukunga… kabhi nahi.” Dono ki bodies ek-doosre se lipati hui thin. Paseena, saansein, aur unka naya raaz.

Thodi der baad Anand ne Savita ko god mein utha liya aur deewar se satakar chodne laga. Savita ke pair uski kamar pe liptе the. Har dhakke mein uski chut se awaaz aa rahi thi. “Aahhh… Anand… aur andar…” Anand ne uski gaand ko kaskar pakad liya. “Lo… poora.” Savita ne uski peeth pe nakhun gada diye. Woh phir se jhadne ke kareeb thi. Anand ne mehsoos kiya aur tez ho gaya. Savita zor se jhad gayi, uski body kaamp uthi. Anand bhi uske saath hi jhada – andar hi.

Dono deewar se lipte hue haanthte rahe. Anand ne Savita ko dheere se sofa pe litaya. Usne uske baal sehlaaye. “Ab aaram kar… raat abhi baaki hai.” Savita ne aankhein kholin aur muskura di. “Haan… baaki hai.” Usne Anand ka lund haath mein liya aur dheere se sehlaaya. “Thodi der baad… phir se.” Anand hansa. “Hamesha tayyar.”



Bedroom mein Chhotu ab bhi jhiri se dekh rahi thi. Usne sab dekh liya tha – mummy ki chudai, unki baatein, unka cum. Usne apni chut pe haath rakha aur muskura di. Ab ghar mein ek naya mahaul tha. Ek mard. Do auratein. Aur unke beech dher saari chudai. Har raat. Har din. Yeh soch kar Chhotu ne apni ungli phir se hilani shuru kar di. Bahar sofa pe Anand aur Savita ek-doosre se lipte hue the, unki saansein ab normal hone lagi thin, lekin unke bodies abhi bhi garam the. Raat abhi khatam nahi hui thi. Aur na hi unka naya rishta.