Update 04
Kuchh kshan ke liye neeta ki saree uttejna gayab ho gayi. uska chehra sharm se paani ho gaya. Uski pakad buddhe ke lund par se dheeli ho chuki thi, uske nipple sikurne lage the aur choot mein rakt ka pravah tezi se ghatne laga tha. wo sithil ho gayi thi. wo bilkul us bachche ki tarah khadi thi jisne jeevan mein pehli baar chori ka prayas kiya tha aur range haathon pakda gaya. Use bilkul samajh mein nahi aa raha tha ki wo kya bole. “wwwoo.. ba..at nahi hai” isse adhik wo kuchh nahi bol payi.
Buddha neeta mein aa rahi shithilta ko mahshoosh kar raha tha. Wo achchhi tarah samajhta tha ki Neeta uska khilauna tabhi tak hai jab tak wo khud ko nirdosh maan rahi hai.
Jaise hi usme apradh bodh hoga wo fir uski vaasna ke khel ko nahikhelegi. Usne Neeta ki kaan ke paas se kaha
“Aise hi rahiye na, bina kapdo ke aap bahut pyari lagti hain”. Buddhe in is antarangta se ye baat kahi ki neeta ke rago mein rakt ka pravah fir tez ho gaya. Uske nipple tanane lage aur uski chootmein fir se sugbugahat hone lagi. “ Mujhe sharm aa rahi hai”
Neeta ki tan rahi nipple ko mahshoosh karke buddha samajh gaya tha ki Neeta ab fir garam hone lagi hai. Us ne Neeta ki kamar ko pakad use apni god mein bitha liya.
“Ab humse kya sarmana madam? hum to sab dekh hi liye hain. Subah tak aise hi rahiye na”
“ye kahan bitha diya mujhe?”
“Madam ji, seat ganda hai.. aap meri god mein baithiye” Buddha apne mote tagde lund par Neeta ki mast komal gaand ka maza le raha tha.
Uska ek haath bina samay gawayein Neeta ki nangi chuchiyon par jaa pahuncha tha to doosra haath uski makhmali jaangh ko sahla rahi thi.
“to tum koi kam gande ho? Tumhara kela chubh raha hai mujhe”
Buddhe ne lund ko gaand par masalte hue kaha “madam ji, kela apni jagah par nahi hai isliye chubh raha hai. jab apni jagah pahunchega to bahut maza dega” buddhe ne haath neeta ki jaanghon ke beech mein ghusa diya. Neeta ne dono pair ko ek doosre par daba kar apne
jaanghon ke beech prem gufa ko chhipane ki koshish ki. “kahan hai tumhare kela ka jagah?” Wo fir se dwiarthi samvaad mein maza lene lagi thi.
Buddhe ne dono haathon se Neeta ke ghutno ko pakad uske dono taangon ko alag kar uske gufa ke dwar ko khola. “aise to kayi thikane hain! par aapke paas chaar jagah hai” Buddha ka haath neeta ke panty par jaa phuncha tha aur geeli panty ke upar se neeta ki choot ko sahlane laga.
Char jagah! Neeta ne ab tak kela.. naah ravi ka mirch bas ek jagah liya tha.
buddha char char jagah ki baat kar raha hai. “kaun kaun se jagah”
Buddhe ka haath Neeta ki panty mein ghus chuka tha, aur wo bade itminaan se, apni saari vaasnaon, saree kaamnaon ko kabu mein rakhte hue, uski geeli choot ko sahla raha tha. usne choot ke muhane par apni ungli rakh kar dabai. Neeta ke munh se anand ki chitkaar phooth padi
“ssshhhhhhhh.... aaahhhhhhhh! Kya kar rahe ho?” Buddha uski choot ko ek baar chhu chuka tha aur fir uska bhed bhi buddhe ke saamne khul
chuka tha ki wo uttejit hai. abki
baar buddhe ke choot chhone par usne koi teevra pratikriya nahi di.
“ek to ye jagah hai madam ji”
Neeta ne apna neechla honth apne daanton tale daba liya tha aur apne haathon se zor se seat ke aage lage rod ko pakad liya. “aur doosra”
Buddhe ne doosre haath se Neeta ki chuchi ko bheenchte hue kaha
“aapke dono aamon ke beech mein”.
“Ouch! bade beraham ho tum. Thoda dheere dabao na. teesra?”
“aapke tarboozon ke beech!”
“kya?? pagal ho gaye ho? Tumhara kela itna mota hai. meri to tarbooz hi fat jayegi”
“Nahi fategi madam ji. jab aapke andar ghusega to jannat ki sair karengi” Buddhe ne uski gaand par lund masalte hue kaha. Buddhe ne apni ungli Neeta ki choot mein ghusa di.
“aahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Aur chautha?”
wo buddhe ko apne jishm mein ghusne se nahi rok payi.
“Are! to aap mera kela nahi choosengi?”
“Chhii! itni gandi cheej ko munh mein kaun lega? mujhe to ulti aa jayegi” Neeta ne na to kabhi kisi ka lund munh mein liya tha aur na hi kabhi socha tha ki log aisa bhi karte hain.
“are! jaise banki fal hain waise hi kela hai. Jaise hum aam chooste hain, waise aap kela choos lijiyega”
apni god mein baithi nangi aurat ka budhha poora maza le raha tha.
“aam aur kela mein antar hai na. aam se doodh nikalta hai, kela se paani”
“madam, jab aap choosiyega to kela se bhi doodh niklega. aur kela wala dhoodh adhik gaadha, adhik swadisht aur adhik paushtik hota hai”
“Chhi! mujhe to sun kar hi ghinn ho rahi hai. jahan se log susu karte hain wahan koi munh kaise laga sakta hai?”
Buddhe ne Neeta ki choot mein apni poori ungli ghusa di.
“aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh” Neeta anand sagar mein gote kha rahi thi. “Aap bhi to yahan se peshab karti hai, fir ise kaise hum munh mein lete hain?”
“Ise munh mein lete ho? chhi chhi. kaise aadmi ho tum? mujhe to ulti ho jayegi”
“sirf hum hi nahi, sab mard lete hain”
“Tum jhooth bol rahe ho. main nahi maanti”
“Main lekar dikha doon?”
“Le hi nahi paoge!” Neeta bilkul sure thi ki aisa kaam koi kar hi nahi sakta.
“agar le liye to jo bolenge kijiyega?”
“theek hai”
“wada se mukad to nahi jaiyega?”
“Main ek rajpoot hoon. apne wade se kabhi nahi mukadti. chache jaan hi kyun na chali jaye”
“Madam ji, aisa maza aayega jo aap apne poore jindagi mein kabhi nahi li hongi. agar maza nahi aaya to aap humko chalti bas se neeche dhakel dijiyega” buddhe ne apni do ungli Neeta ki choot mein ghusa di.
Neeta ne kabhi itna mota kuchh apni choot mein nahi liya tha. Ravi ka khada lund to buddhe ke ek ungli jitna bhi nahi tha. wo to anand se pagal ho uthi!
“ufff! aahhhhh ssshhhhhhh. nikalo na use”
“choosne dijiye”
“theek hai! lekin bas thoda sa”
“To fir neeche let jaiye”
“neeche? is gande bas mein jahan
sab par rakh kar chalte hain? Main waha letungi? kabhi nahi!”
“bina lete maza nahi aayega. Main tapak padti.
Main dhoti bichha deta hoon” buddhe ne
Neeta ko seat par bithaya aur apne dhhoti ko seat ke kataron ke beech bus ke farsh par bichha diya aur neeta ko utha kar dhoti par rakh diya. neeta ne buddhe ke kurte ko takiya bana kar sar ke neeche rakh liya.
Buddha Neeta ki panty ko sarkane laga. neeta ne panty ko dono haathon se pakad liya. “Pehle tum apni aankhein band karo. Main tumhe dekhne nahi de sakti. jo bhi karna hai aankhein band karke kado”
Buddhe ne aankh band ki aur neeta ki panty khol kar use poora nanga kar diya. Chalti bus ke khidki se aa rahi tez hawa neeta ke geeli choot ko chhu kar ak ajeeb ehshaas de rahi thi. neeta ki choot ki garmi par hawa ki thandhak! uff! kya ehshaash hai, shabdon mein use vyakt kiya hi nahi jaa sakta. neeta pehli baar kisi ke saamne poori nangi hui thi. Buddhe ne apni aankhein khol di. Neeta ne apne dono haathon se apni choot ko dhak liya. “Aankh kyun khol rahe ho?”
aapki choot bahut pyari hai” ‘choot’ neeta ne pehli baar kisi ke munh se suna tha. “dekhne dijiye na”
Buddhe ne neeta ke haathon ko uski choot par se hataya. reshmi, sunahre halke halke baalon ke beech geeli gulabi choot chamak rahi thi. “aapke bur ke baal bhi bahut sundar hain”. ‘bur’ bhi neeta pehli baar sun rahi thi. sun kar uski uttejna badh rahi thi. Uska dil bhi kar raha tha ‘choot’ ‘bur’ bolne ka. par wo bus ki khalasi jaisi neech nahi thi, wo ek ijjatdaar ghar ki rajpoot thi. Buddhe ne uski jaanghon ko pakad kar sahlaya aur jaangh choomne laga. fir uski jaanghon ko faila kar uski choot ka dwar khol diya aur jhuk kar uske choot par chumban liya. Neeta machal gayi. Usne buddhe ke sar ko pakad liya. Buddhe ne apni jeebh se Neeta ki geeli choot ko poori tarah se dhak kar dabaya. Thandhi choot par garam mulayam jeebh ka sparsh ne Neeta ko bekabu kar diya. Usne Buddhe ke sar ke baal ko pakad kar kheencha aur uske sar ko apni choot ki taraf daba diya. Usne apni jaangh ke beech buddhe ke sar ko daba kar apna pair uske chaaron taraf lapet liya. Apne nichle honth ko daanton tale daba kar Neeta ne aankh band kar li.“
ssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!”
Buddha Neeta ki choot ko kutte ki tarah chaat raha tha.
Buddha neeta ki clit ko apne ungli se masal raha tha. aur usne apne jeebh ko Neeta ki choot mein ghusa rakha tha. Buddha sambhog kala mein parangat tha aur Neeta chudai mein bilkul anadi the. Ye sara anubhav neeta ke liye bilkul naya aur aseem anand dene wala tha. Wo uttejna ke shikar ki ore tezi se badh rahi thi. Buddhe ne apne jeebh se neeta ki clit ko masalte hue uski choot mein apni do ungliyan poori andar ghusa di. Fir apne ungli se neeta ki choot ki antarik deewaaron ko sahlane laga. Aaj Neeta ke jeewan mein sabkuchh pehli baar ho raha tha. Wo anand ke saatve asmaan mein ud rahi thi. Buddha neeta ke choot ko apni ungli se chod raha tha aur isse nikalne waale prem ras ko chaat kar jeebh ko choot ke charo taraf aur clit par masal raha tha. Neeta ab buddhe ki lay mein lay mila kar apne gaand ko uchhal rahi thi. Buddhe ka doosra haath Neeta ki chuchi ko masalne mein vyast tha. Neeta jisne apne jeevan mein bas ek napunshak mard ke chhote lund ke alawa kabhi apni
choot mein kuchh nahi liya tha, uske liye buddhe ki kaamkala ki kushalta adhik der tak bardasht kar lena uski kshamta ke bahar thi. usne buddhe ke sar ko zor se choot ki taraf dabaya, apni gaand ko upar utha kar ek aseem anand bhadi cheetkaar ke saath charmotkarsh par pahunch gayi.
“aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh uffffffffffffffff shssssssssssssshhhhhh”
uski choot ke andar mano atishbazi ho rahi ho. fir achanak se atishbazi khatam. sannata sa chha gaya. Neeta jhad chuki thi. Neeta shithil ho chuki thi, usne buddhe ka sir chhod diya, aur jaanghein faila kar nidhal ho let gayi. Buddha kutte ki tarah uski choot se nikli sari premras ko chaat raha tha.
Neeta ne apne jeevan mein pehli baar charamotkarsh ka anubhav kiya tha. Wo is anand ke nashe mein madmast thi. Buddha mauke ka fayeda uthane mein vyast tha. Wo uski choot se upar ki taraf badha, aur uske pet ko apne jeebh se chatate hue uski chuchiyon ki taraf badha.
Kayi ghanton se Neeta ki ye safed chuchiyan aur uske upar susajjit gulabi nipple buddhe ke man ko lalcha rahi thi. Wo chuchiyan jinhe choosne ke liye buddha kab se tadap raha tha, wo chuchiyan uske saamne, bilkul nangi, sari suraksha se door padi hui thi. buddhe ne neeta ki bayin chuchi ko apne daayein haath se pakda aur munh laga kar choosne laga. Nipple par garma garam jeebh ki chhuan se Neeta ka madhoshi toot gaya. “ye kya kar rahe ho?” Usne buddhe ke sar ko haath se pakad kar apni chuchi par se hata diya. “hato mere upar se! badtameez kahin ke!”
Buddhe ke khade lund par dhokhaho chuka tha. buddha soch raha tha ki jab laundiya ko nanga kar diya, uski chuchi masal diya, uske bur chaat liya, ungli pel diya to ab use chod bhi lega. Wo mansik roop se poori tarah se taiyaar ho gaya tha ki uska agla kadam us raand ki choot ko raundna hi tha. wo neeta ki vyavahaar se tilmila utha tha. Uske jee mein aaya ki is saali randi ko yahin par patak kar uska balatkaar kar de. us haramzaadi ki gaand mein apna lund pel kar uski saaree akad uski gaand se nikaal de.
par shayad wo dar raha tha ya fir use aurat ko randi bana kar chodne mein adhik maza aata tha. Wo jaanta tha ki zabardasti ki chudai mein lund ki pyaas to bujh jayegi par wo maza nahi aayega.
“aapne to maze le liye, ab thoda maza humko bhi lene dijiye.”
Buddhe ne apne gusse ko kabu mein kar Neeta ki chuchi ko masalte hue kaha. Latin mein ek kahavat hai – post coitus omne animal triste est arthat sambhog ke baad sabhi prani dukhi ho jaate hain. Jhadne ke baad
Neeta par bhi apradh bodh aa chukatha. Use apne jeevan mein kabhi ye nahi socha tha ki wo kisi gair mard
ke sath aisa kuchh karegi.
Usne apne pati ke sath dhokha kiya hai, usneo apne patni hone ke dharm ko nahi nibhaya hai. wo ek badchalan aurat hai.
Neeta kuchh hi kashano mein anand ki sagar se gir kar atmglani ke mahasagar mein doob chuki thi. Wo apne badan ke upar is do kaudi ke khalashi ko bilkul bardasht nahi kar sakti thi. uska hriday rone ko aa raha tha. “hato mere upar se!” kahte kahte neeta ka gala rundh aaya.
Buddha samajh gaya tha ki laundiya serious ho rahi hai. wo uske upar se hat gaya.
Neeta ko ehshaash hone laga ki wo ek gair mard ke saamne nangi hai. Uska saree, petticoat aur blouse usse kaafi door tha, bra ko buddhe ne munh mein le kar laar mein bhiga diya tha, aur uski geeli panty bus ke farsh par padi thi jisse bas ki dhool panty se ja chipki thi. Wo ab ek gair mard ke saamne nangi khadi nahi ho sakti thi, wo apna hath pair samet kar baith gayi.
uski chuchi ghutno ke peechhe chhipi thi. Dono pair ke beech ki chhoti si jagah se uski safed chikni jaanghon ke beech mein sunahre reshmi baalon ke madhya neeta ki gulabi choot buddhe ko dikh rahi thi.
Prem ras ki ek patli dhar neeta ke choot se bah kar buddhe ke dhoti par jaa rahi thi. par bhale hi wo patli dhaar buddhe ko adhik mohit karti ho,par abhi neeta ke aankhon se bahne waali moti ashrudhara adhik mahatwapoorna the.
Neeta ke aanshu buddhe ki kaamnaon ki poorti mein ek badi badha ban rahi thi.
Buddha neeta ke nikat khashak kar baith gaya. Uska lund dheela pad chuka tha. Usne Neeta ko santwana dene ke liye uske kandhe par haath rakha. Neeta ne jhatke se buddhe ke haath ko apne badan par se hata diya “chhuo mat mujhe!”
“Theek hai madam ji, nahi chhunga. par aap ro kyun rahi hain?” Neeta ka rona aur tez ho gaya.
“Main ek shadisuda aurat hoon. maine itna bada paap kaise kar diya?”
“Isme paap waala kaun sa baat hai? aapko khus rahne ka adhikaar nahi hai kya?”
Neeta chup chaap neeche dekh rahi thi. use ab is do kaudi ke buddhe se bhi nazar milane ki himmat nahi thi.
“Dekhiye madam ji. Marad log ko jab masti ka man hota hai to kotha par ja kar randi ko chod lete hain” ‘randi’, ‘chod’; neeta ke vartmaan manshik sthiti mein in shabdon kawo asar bhale hi na ho jo Neeta ke jhadne ke pehle hota, par in shabdon ka neeta par asad bilkul shunya bhi nahi tha.
“aur aurat ghar mein baithi tadapti rahti hai. aise mein aurat agar mauka milne par thoda bahut masti kar bhi leti hai to isme paap kahan hai? paap to
ye hai ki is samaj mein sahi galat ka faisala aurat ke liye alag aur marad ke liye alag hota hai. mard randi ke yahan jata hai to wo rashta bhatak gaya, aur aurat kisi gair mard ke paas jaati hai to wo badchalan hai, randi hai? ye kahan ka nyay hai” Buddha shabdon ka jadugar tha.
“Agar aurat baanjh hai to mard ko doosra shadi karne ka ijazat hai aur agar mard napunshak hai to wo jeevan bhad waise hi dukh kaatati rahe”.
Buddhe ne Neeta ki dukhti rag par haath rakh diya tha. Par uske haath rakhne se neeta ka dard badha nahi tha, neeta ko sukoon mil raha tha. Manovaigyanik kahte hain ki manushya ki jaisi pravritti hoti hai wo apne aas paas ke vatavaran aur soochana ko waise tadanusaar grahan karta hai. Neeta bhi ab unhi baaton ko grahan kar rahi thi jo uske kiye hue kaam ko sahi thahra raha ho.
Neeta ne ab rona band kar diya tha.
“lekin shadisuda ho kar aisa karna?” uske mann mein abhi bhi shanka thi. “Dekhiye madam ji, duniya kiaadhi shadisuda aurat doosron se chudwati hai.”
abki baar ‘chudai’ sun kar neeta ki dhadkane tez hogayi. uska soya hua nipple fir sejaagne laga tha. “ye tum apne mann se kah rahe ho?”
“nahi madam ji. aapki kasam. 50 saal umar ho gaya humara. Bahut duniya dekhe hain, bahut jagah rahe hain aur bahut ghaat ka paani piye hain. Jhooth nahi kahenge madam ji, Kunwari aur bihata dono se sambandh rakhe hain. kunwari to mushkil se milti hai, par bihata aurat ka kono kami nahi hai madam. jitna ka tajurba humko hai, usme adhiktar bihata thi. gaon mein bhi aur sahar mein bhi. usme se bahut to ijjatdaar khandaan ki thi. Bura nahi maaniye madam, ijjatdaar ghar ki auraton ka ijjat ghar ke bahar hi rahta hai, ghar ke andar wo naukar se, driver se, doodh wala se, na jaane kisse kisse chudwati hai.”
Neeta fir se garam hone lagi thi. “sach bol rahe ho?”
“hum aapse kahe jhooth bolenge?”
“tumhara kitno ke sath tajurba hai?”
Neeta ke aankhon mein fir se shararat aane lagi thi. “Ab ye sab baat mat poochhiye madam ji. Ye sab baatein sabko thode hi batate hain.”
“main tumhare saamne nangi baithi hoon, aur tum mujhse chhipa rahe ho” Jaise jaise Neeta garam ho rahi thi, uske chehre ki laali badhi jaa rahi thi, aur uske choot se nikalne waali dhara thodi moti ho gayi thi.
Buddha Neeta ki haw bhaw ko samajh raha tha, aur uska qutub minaar fir khada hone laga tha. Neete apne aankhon ke kone se buddhe ke badhte hue minaar ko ghoor rahi thi. “kahan nangi hain? sab to dhak ke baithi hain. Apne chuchi par se haath hataiye”
Buddha ab roopak ka prayog nahi kar raha tha, wo apni baat seedhe shabdon mein kah raha tha. Neeta ke liye ye ek shock tha, aam se buddha chuchi par kaise aa gaya? Shock zaroor laga ho, par Neeta ko sun kar achchha lag raha tha.
Shabd jaise hi uske kaan par padte, hriday rakt pravah ki ek teevra dhara uthati aur uske sampoorna shareer mein anand ki ek meethi lahar daur jaati, nipple aur tan jaate, choot thoda aur phool jata, aur choot se amrit ki ek boond tapak jaati.
“Besharm! tumhe aurat ke saamne gandi baatein bolne mein sharm nahi aati?”
“Lijiye, sharm karein tab bhi shikayat, nahi karein tab bhi shikayat!” Buddhe ne neeta ko fir apni baaton mein fansa liya tha.
“Chalo, baatein mat banao, batao kitni auraton ka tazurba hai tumhe?”
“pehle chuchi par se haath hataiye?” fir se chuchi! neeta ki ek boond aur tapak padi!
“lo baba! hata diya. ab to batao”
Neeta ke unnat himshikhar fir se pratyaksh ho gaye, buddhe ka auzaar bhi apne poore utthaan par tha.
Neeta ki nazar buddhe ke lund se hat hi nahi rahi thi. Usne pehli bar kisi lund ko khada hote dekha tha.
Ravi ka khada hota tha ya nahi ab Neeta ye bhi nahi samajh paa rahi thi. Shaadi ke chaar saal baad bhi kabhi usne Ravi ke lund ke akaar ko bada hote nahi dekha tha. Par us buddhe ka lund kuchh hi der mein
ek chhote bejaan mirch se badhte badhte ek mota lamba kaddu ki roop mein aa chuka tha. Jaise koi ikshadhaari naag ho jo zaroorat ke hinsaab se apna roop badal sakta ho. Naag hi to tha! apne bil mein ghusne ke liye betaab!
“kya bataun?” Buddhe ko Neeta ko chidhane mein maza aa raha tha.
“yahi ki kitne auraton ke sath tajurba hai tumhara?”
“kaisa tajurba?”
“are! abhi thodi der pehle tumne kaha tha na ki tumne kayi auraton ke sath tajurba kiya hai?”
“haan kiye hain. lekin tajurba to kayi tarah ka hota hai na? kisi ke sath baat karne ka tajurba hai, kisi ke liye kaam karne ka tajurba hai. aap kaun sa tajurba poochh rahi hain?”
“Bahut shaitaan ho tum! Baatein mat banao, seedhe seedhe batao.”
“aao seedha seedha poochhiyega tab to seedha seedha batayenge?
aap ghuma fira kar poochh rahi hain. humko to samajh mein hi nahi aa raha hai”
“bahut badmas ho tum! tumne kitno ke sath kiya hai?”
“kya kiya hai?” Buddhe Neeta ke laaj dhaak ko nestonabood kar dena thaan chuka tha.
“s..s..sex kiya hai” college ke baad neeta shayad pehli bar Neeta ‘sex’ bol rahi thi. use ye shabd bolne ke liye kaafi prayaas karna pada tha.
Uski jubaan kaampne lagi thi. Uske dil ki dhadkan achanak tez ho gayi.
“madam, padhe likhe nahi hain. angrezi nahi samajh aata hai. Hindi mein bataiye na?
Neeta ne koshish ki. par uska jubaan uska saath nahi de raha tha. “bahut dusht ho tum! mujhe hindi nahi aati”
“hum samjhenge tabhi na jawab denge”
“tumhe s..sex matlab nahi pata?” is bar neeta ko sex bolne mein utni kathinayi nahi hui. “Nahi madam ji. gaon mein rahe hain.. angrezi safe nahi aata hai” buddhe ke chehre par besharmi ki bhadi mushkurahat thi.
“ch....ch..chode ho” neeta ne bahut prayaas karne ke baad kaha. Uski saanse tez ho chuki thi. “Ye hui na baat! desi murgi bilayeti boli achcha nahi lagta. ab fir se poora sawaal poochhiye.” Neeta bolne mein jhijhak zaroor rahi thi, par use maza bhi aa raha tha.
in shabdon ko, jisse wo bachpan se ganda aur bura maanti aayi hai, jo humesha se awara, badmaash aur sadak chap logon ki boli hoti hai, use bolne par jis uttejna ka anubhav neeta aaj kar rahi thi, wo usne pehle kabhi nahi kiya tha. “tum ab tak kitni aurat ko chod chuke ho?” is baar neeta ki mein jhijhak kam thi, kapdo ke sath sath neeta ka man bhi khul raha tha.
Jis tarah ka halkapan neeta ko kapde utaarne ke baad mahshoosh hua tha, waisa hi halkapan wo apne mann par ke kapde ko utaar kar mahshoosh kar rahi thi. Anand, uttejna aur vaasna ka aisa mishran! ye sach mein anootha tha.
“madam ji, chode to bahut ko hain. lekin randi sab ko hata ke dekhiyega to 12-13 ko to chode hi honge”
“Baap re! tumhe itni aurat mil kahan se gayi?”
“sab aurat nahi thi, kuchh kunwari ladki thi, kuchh shadisuda. 4-5 to kunwari hogi, banki sab shadisuda”
“par itni mili kahan?”
“are madam ji, 30 saal se chod rahe hain. ab aise bhi namard nahi hai ki 30 saal mein 12-13 ko bhi nahi chode! 3-4 gaon mein.
fir sahar mein jab naukar ya driver ka kaam karte the to kabhi malik ki bibi, kabhi malik ki bahu, kabhi malik ki beti. kabhi ghar ki naukarani. Dekhiye madam ji, aap bura nahi maaniyega, lekin ye jo sahar ke shareef log hote
hai na, ghar ke andar unme kitni gandagi hoti hai ye humse achchha koi nahi bata sakta! ek malik ki bibi to kam se kam 4-5 logon se chudwati thi. hum uske driver the. Malik humesha sahar se bahar rahte the.
wo apne yaar sab ke sath hotel mein ja ja kar chudwati thi. ek baar hum dekh liye. humko boli kisi se nahi kahne ke liye. ab hum aisa mauka kahe chhodte?”
“Matlab?” Buddhe ki kahaniyon ne neeta ki choot ko gudguda diya tha.
“matlab kya? iske baad 8 mahina hafta mein 2-3 baar usko chodate the. bishwas kijiyega? ghar mein malik baithe the, aur garage mein hum usko chode hue hain. jab malik ko malkin par shaq hone laga to hum naukari chhod diye”
Neeta ka choot kahani sun kar machal gaya tha.
wo aur vistaar mein sunana chahti thi. “Aur banki auratein?”
“Madam ji, sabke baare mein batayenge to umar beet jayega kahani sunate sunate.”
“sabse adhik maza tumhe kiske saath aaya?”
“Rashmi madam ke sath sabse adhik maza aaya. Jamshedpur mein unke yahan naukar ka kaam karte the.
Ghar mein dono miya, bibi aur ek 5 saal bachcha tha.”
“To usi ke baare mein batao”
“Kya batayein?”
“Yahi ki kaise kiya uske sath?”
“kya kaise kiya? theek se poochhiye na?” Buddha Neeta ko chidha raha tha.
“Kaise choda use?” Abki baar neeta bilkul bhi nahi jhijhki.
“Waise hi chode jaise sab chodate hain. khol ke pel diye andar”
“Dhatt besharm! ye thode hi pooch rahi hoon. Ye poochh rahi hoon ki usko pataya kaise?”
“Sare maze aap hi lijiyega? Yahan god mein aaiye to batate hain”
Buddhe bina kuchh liye Neeta ko kuchh nahi dene wala tha.
“Yahin se batao na!” Neeta ki awaaz mein dridhata nahi thi. Wo kahani sunana chahti thi jisse uske andar ka apradh bodh shant ho aur wo masti ke mood mein bhi aa rahi thi.
Neeta ko jis anand ki anubhooti buddhe ne uski choot ko choos kar diya tha wo us anand paane ke liye fir se machal rahi thi.
“Aap sun sun ke maze lengi, aur main?” Buddha ab poori tarah se khul chuka tha.
wo apne shabdon se apna irade ko paroksha roop se pratyaksha kar raha tha. Buddhe ne bus ke seat par peeth ko tika kar apne dono pair faila diya.
Dono taangon ke beech aadhe kaale, aadhe safed baalon ki jhaar mein se buddhe ka minaar apni poori lambai liye Neeta ko nimantran de raha tha.
“Theek hai, par kuchh karoge to nahi?” Neeta ne sharm aur vaasna mili hui nazaron se buddhe ki lund ko dekha aur khishak kar buddhe ki god ke paas aa gayi.
“Nahi karenge to god mein bula kar kya karenge?” Neeta ke atma sanyam ki dhahti deewaron ko buddha bhaamp chuka tha.
Buddhe ne neeta ki pet ko pakad kar use peeche kheecha aur apne lund se neeta ki makhmali gaand aur peeth ko sata kar lund ko dabaya.
“Ouch!! theek se rakho na use. chubhta hai!”
Buddhe ka dono haath neeta ke dono rasmalai se ras nichodne mein lag chuke the. “Kya chubhta hai madam ji?”
“Tumhara kela” Buddhe ne neeta ki nipple ko masalte hue kaha
“kela nahi hai, humara lund hai”
“Haan wahi!”
Buddhe ne fir se lund dabata
“wahi nahi, lund bol isko” buddhe ki shabdon mein se adarsoochak
‘boliye’ khatam ho chuka tha.
Neeta ko ye ajeeb zaroor laga, par bura nahi laga. Buddhe ke lund ki garmi aur apne chuchiyon par uske haathon ke prabhav ne neeta ki uttejna ko badha diya tha. “Tumhara lund chubh raha hai” Neeta ne kaha.
Lund shabd ka prayog neeta ne pehli baar kiya tha. Uski choot dhadhak uthi. Ab uske dikhawati sharafat ka kapda bhi dheere dheere utarne laga tha.
Buddhe ne uski gaand par lund ko fir se dabaya
“Kahan chubh raha hai rani” uff! buddha use bekaabu kar raha tha.
Uske haath, uska lund, aur uske shabd sab mano ek saath neeta ke jishm mein ghus rahe ho. Mano uska samuhik balatkaar ho raha ho, aur wo vivas ho chudwane ke liye.
Par is balatkaar mein neeta ko maza aa raha tha.
“Meri gaand mein chubh raha hai.” Ye neeta ki dikhawati sharafat ka bra tha!
“Ab batao na kaise pataya use? Wo dikhne mein kaisi thi? jab use choda tha to kya umra thi uski?” Neeta nangi ho rahi thi, aur nangepan mein use maza aa raha tha.
“Bahut tight item thi saali. Pehli baar thoke the tab 27-28 saal ki hogi.”
Buddhe ka ek haath Neeta ki chuchi mein laga hua tha to doosra sarak kar neeche uske choot ki taraf badha jaa raha tha.
Neeta ko ab buddhe ki haath ki koi parvah nahi thi, use jahan mann ho le jaye.
“Pehli baar kaise pataya use?”
“2 saal se uske yahan kaam kar rahe the. humko monu chacha kah ke bulati thi. dono mil kar ghar ka kaam karte the.
bahut beparvah thi. na kapda ka thikaan na deh ka thikan. anchal sarak ke neeche gir jata to gire rahne deti.
Kabhi kabhi nighty mein hi rahti. Uska deh bahut tight tha. bada bada chuchi, mast gaand. din mein jab uska ladka college jata tab to thodi der soti thi.
Bilkul beparvaah ki tarah. Darwaza khula hua, kabhi saree sarak ke upar rahta, kabhi blouse ka button khula rahta, kabhi nighty pankha se ud kar itna upar uth jata ki kachhiya sab dikhta tha.
jab soyi rahti thi to hum uske kamra mein ghus kar uska chuchi gaand dekhte.
Buddha neeta mein aa rahi shithilta ko mahshoosh kar raha tha. Wo achchhi tarah samajhta tha ki Neeta uska khilauna tabhi tak hai jab tak wo khud ko nirdosh maan rahi hai.
Jaise hi usme apradh bodh hoga wo fir uski vaasna ke khel ko nahikhelegi. Usne Neeta ki kaan ke paas se kaha
“Aise hi rahiye na, bina kapdo ke aap bahut pyari lagti hain”. Buddhe in is antarangta se ye baat kahi ki neeta ke rago mein rakt ka pravah fir tez ho gaya. Uske nipple tanane lage aur uski chootmein fir se sugbugahat hone lagi. “ Mujhe sharm aa rahi hai”
Neeta ki tan rahi nipple ko mahshoosh karke buddha samajh gaya tha ki Neeta ab fir garam hone lagi hai. Us ne Neeta ki kamar ko pakad use apni god mein bitha liya.
“Ab humse kya sarmana madam? hum to sab dekh hi liye hain. Subah tak aise hi rahiye na”
“ye kahan bitha diya mujhe?”
“Madam ji, seat ganda hai.. aap meri god mein baithiye” Buddha apne mote tagde lund par Neeta ki mast komal gaand ka maza le raha tha.
Uska ek haath bina samay gawayein Neeta ki nangi chuchiyon par jaa pahuncha tha to doosra haath uski makhmali jaangh ko sahla rahi thi.
“to tum koi kam gande ho? Tumhara kela chubh raha hai mujhe”
Buddhe ne lund ko gaand par masalte hue kaha “madam ji, kela apni jagah par nahi hai isliye chubh raha hai. jab apni jagah pahunchega to bahut maza dega” buddhe ne haath neeta ki jaanghon ke beech mein ghusa diya. Neeta ne dono pair ko ek doosre par daba kar apne
jaanghon ke beech prem gufa ko chhipane ki koshish ki. “kahan hai tumhare kela ka jagah?” Wo fir se dwiarthi samvaad mein maza lene lagi thi.
Buddhe ne dono haathon se Neeta ke ghutno ko pakad uske dono taangon ko alag kar uske gufa ke dwar ko khola. “aise to kayi thikane hain! par aapke paas chaar jagah hai” Buddha ka haath neeta ke panty par jaa phuncha tha aur geeli panty ke upar se neeta ki choot ko sahlane laga.
Char jagah! Neeta ne ab tak kela.. naah ravi ka mirch bas ek jagah liya tha.
buddha char char jagah ki baat kar raha hai. “kaun kaun se jagah”
Buddhe ka haath Neeta ki panty mein ghus chuka tha, aur wo bade itminaan se, apni saari vaasnaon, saree kaamnaon ko kabu mein rakhte hue, uski geeli choot ko sahla raha tha. usne choot ke muhane par apni ungli rakh kar dabai. Neeta ke munh se anand ki chitkaar phooth padi
“ssshhhhhhhh.... aaahhhhhhhh! Kya kar rahe ho?” Buddha uski choot ko ek baar chhu chuka tha aur fir uska bhed bhi buddhe ke saamne khul
chuka tha ki wo uttejit hai. abki
baar buddhe ke choot chhone par usne koi teevra pratikriya nahi di.
“ek to ye jagah hai madam ji”
Neeta ne apna neechla honth apne daanton tale daba liya tha aur apne haathon se zor se seat ke aage lage rod ko pakad liya. “aur doosra”
Buddhe ne doosre haath se Neeta ki chuchi ko bheenchte hue kaha
“aapke dono aamon ke beech mein”.
“Ouch! bade beraham ho tum. Thoda dheere dabao na. teesra?”
“aapke tarboozon ke beech!”
“kya?? pagal ho gaye ho? Tumhara kela itna mota hai. meri to tarbooz hi fat jayegi”
“Nahi fategi madam ji. jab aapke andar ghusega to jannat ki sair karengi” Buddhe ne uski gaand par lund masalte hue kaha. Buddhe ne apni ungli Neeta ki choot mein ghusa di.
“aahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Aur chautha?”
wo buddhe ko apne jishm mein ghusne se nahi rok payi.
“Are! to aap mera kela nahi choosengi?”
“Chhii! itni gandi cheej ko munh mein kaun lega? mujhe to ulti aa jayegi” Neeta ne na to kabhi kisi ka lund munh mein liya tha aur na hi kabhi socha tha ki log aisa bhi karte hain.
“are! jaise banki fal hain waise hi kela hai. Jaise hum aam chooste hain, waise aap kela choos lijiyega”
apni god mein baithi nangi aurat ka budhha poora maza le raha tha.
“aam aur kela mein antar hai na. aam se doodh nikalta hai, kela se paani”
“madam, jab aap choosiyega to kela se bhi doodh niklega. aur kela wala dhoodh adhik gaadha, adhik swadisht aur adhik paushtik hota hai”
“Chhi! mujhe to sun kar hi ghinn ho rahi hai. jahan se log susu karte hain wahan koi munh kaise laga sakta hai?”
Buddhe ne Neeta ki choot mein apni poori ungli ghusa di.
“aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh” Neeta anand sagar mein gote kha rahi thi. “Aap bhi to yahan se peshab karti hai, fir ise kaise hum munh mein lete hain?”
“Ise munh mein lete ho? chhi chhi. kaise aadmi ho tum? mujhe to ulti ho jayegi”
“sirf hum hi nahi, sab mard lete hain”
“Tum jhooth bol rahe ho. main nahi maanti”
“Main lekar dikha doon?”
“Le hi nahi paoge!” Neeta bilkul sure thi ki aisa kaam koi kar hi nahi sakta.
“agar le liye to jo bolenge kijiyega?”
“theek hai”
“wada se mukad to nahi jaiyega?”
“Main ek rajpoot hoon. apne wade se kabhi nahi mukadti. chache jaan hi kyun na chali jaye”
“Madam ji, aisa maza aayega jo aap apne poore jindagi mein kabhi nahi li hongi. agar maza nahi aaya to aap humko chalti bas se neeche dhakel dijiyega” buddhe ne apni do ungli Neeta ki choot mein ghusa di.
Neeta ne kabhi itna mota kuchh apni choot mein nahi liya tha. Ravi ka khada lund to buddhe ke ek ungli jitna bhi nahi tha. wo to anand se pagal ho uthi!
“ufff! aahhhhh ssshhhhhhh. nikalo na use”
“choosne dijiye”
“theek hai! lekin bas thoda sa”
“To fir neeche let jaiye”
“neeche? is gande bas mein jahan
sab par rakh kar chalte hain? Main waha letungi? kabhi nahi!”
“bina lete maza nahi aayega. Main tapak padti.
Main dhoti bichha deta hoon” buddhe ne
Neeta ko seat par bithaya aur apne dhhoti ko seat ke kataron ke beech bus ke farsh par bichha diya aur neeta ko utha kar dhoti par rakh diya. neeta ne buddhe ke kurte ko takiya bana kar sar ke neeche rakh liya.
Buddha Neeta ki panty ko sarkane laga. neeta ne panty ko dono haathon se pakad liya. “Pehle tum apni aankhein band karo. Main tumhe dekhne nahi de sakti. jo bhi karna hai aankhein band karke kado”
Buddhe ne aankh band ki aur neeta ki panty khol kar use poora nanga kar diya. Chalti bus ke khidki se aa rahi tez hawa neeta ke geeli choot ko chhu kar ak ajeeb ehshaas de rahi thi. neeta ki choot ki garmi par hawa ki thandhak! uff! kya ehshaash hai, shabdon mein use vyakt kiya hi nahi jaa sakta. neeta pehli baar kisi ke saamne poori nangi hui thi. Buddhe ne apni aankhein khol di. Neeta ne apne dono haathon se apni choot ko dhak liya. “Aankh kyun khol rahe ho?”
aapki choot bahut pyari hai” ‘choot’ neeta ne pehli baar kisi ke munh se suna tha. “dekhne dijiye na”
Buddhe ne neeta ke haathon ko uski choot par se hataya. reshmi, sunahre halke halke baalon ke beech geeli gulabi choot chamak rahi thi. “aapke bur ke baal bhi bahut sundar hain”. ‘bur’ bhi neeta pehli baar sun rahi thi. sun kar uski uttejna badh rahi thi. Uska dil bhi kar raha tha ‘choot’ ‘bur’ bolne ka. par wo bus ki khalasi jaisi neech nahi thi, wo ek ijjatdaar ghar ki rajpoot thi. Buddhe ne uski jaanghon ko pakad kar sahlaya aur jaangh choomne laga. fir uski jaanghon ko faila kar uski choot ka dwar khol diya aur jhuk kar uske choot par chumban liya. Neeta machal gayi. Usne buddhe ke sar ko pakad liya. Buddhe ne apni jeebh se Neeta ki geeli choot ko poori tarah se dhak kar dabaya. Thandhi choot par garam mulayam jeebh ka sparsh ne Neeta ko bekabu kar diya. Usne Buddhe ke sar ke baal ko pakad kar kheencha aur uske sar ko apni choot ki taraf daba diya. Usne apni jaangh ke beech buddhe ke sar ko daba kar apna pair uske chaaron taraf lapet liya. Apne nichle honth ko daanton tale daba kar Neeta ne aankh band kar li.“
ssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!”
Buddha Neeta ki choot ko kutte ki tarah chaat raha tha.
Buddha neeta ki clit ko apne ungli se masal raha tha. aur usne apne jeebh ko Neeta ki choot mein ghusa rakha tha. Buddha sambhog kala mein parangat tha aur Neeta chudai mein bilkul anadi the. Ye sara anubhav neeta ke liye bilkul naya aur aseem anand dene wala tha. Wo uttejna ke shikar ki ore tezi se badh rahi thi. Buddhe ne apne jeebh se neeta ki clit ko masalte hue uski choot mein apni do ungliyan poori andar ghusa di. Fir apne ungli se neeta ki choot ki antarik deewaaron ko sahlane laga. Aaj Neeta ke jeewan mein sabkuchh pehli baar ho raha tha. Wo anand ke saatve asmaan mein ud rahi thi. Buddha neeta ke choot ko apni ungli se chod raha tha aur isse nikalne waale prem ras ko chaat kar jeebh ko choot ke charo taraf aur clit par masal raha tha. Neeta ab buddhe ki lay mein lay mila kar apne gaand ko uchhal rahi thi. Buddhe ka doosra haath Neeta ki chuchi ko masalne mein vyast tha. Neeta jisne apne jeevan mein bas ek napunshak mard ke chhote lund ke alawa kabhi apni
choot mein kuchh nahi liya tha, uske liye buddhe ki kaamkala ki kushalta adhik der tak bardasht kar lena uski kshamta ke bahar thi. usne buddhe ke sar ko zor se choot ki taraf dabaya, apni gaand ko upar utha kar ek aseem anand bhadi cheetkaar ke saath charmotkarsh par pahunch gayi.
“aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh uffffffffffffffff shssssssssssssshhhhhh”
uski choot ke andar mano atishbazi ho rahi ho. fir achanak se atishbazi khatam. sannata sa chha gaya. Neeta jhad chuki thi. Neeta shithil ho chuki thi, usne buddhe ka sir chhod diya, aur jaanghein faila kar nidhal ho let gayi. Buddha kutte ki tarah uski choot se nikli sari premras ko chaat raha tha.
Neeta ne apne jeevan mein pehli baar charamotkarsh ka anubhav kiya tha. Wo is anand ke nashe mein madmast thi. Buddha mauke ka fayeda uthane mein vyast tha. Wo uski choot se upar ki taraf badha, aur uske pet ko apne jeebh se chatate hue uski chuchiyon ki taraf badha.
Kayi ghanton se Neeta ki ye safed chuchiyan aur uske upar susajjit gulabi nipple buddhe ke man ko lalcha rahi thi. Wo chuchiyan jinhe choosne ke liye buddha kab se tadap raha tha, wo chuchiyan uske saamne, bilkul nangi, sari suraksha se door padi hui thi. buddhe ne neeta ki bayin chuchi ko apne daayein haath se pakda aur munh laga kar choosne laga. Nipple par garma garam jeebh ki chhuan se Neeta ka madhoshi toot gaya. “ye kya kar rahe ho?” Usne buddhe ke sar ko haath se pakad kar apni chuchi par se hata diya. “hato mere upar se! badtameez kahin ke!”
Buddhe ke khade lund par dhokhaho chuka tha. buddha soch raha tha ki jab laundiya ko nanga kar diya, uski chuchi masal diya, uske bur chaat liya, ungli pel diya to ab use chod bhi lega. Wo mansik roop se poori tarah se taiyaar ho gaya tha ki uska agla kadam us raand ki choot ko raundna hi tha. wo neeta ki vyavahaar se tilmila utha tha. Uske jee mein aaya ki is saali randi ko yahin par patak kar uska balatkaar kar de. us haramzaadi ki gaand mein apna lund pel kar uski saaree akad uski gaand se nikaal de.
par shayad wo dar raha tha ya fir use aurat ko randi bana kar chodne mein adhik maza aata tha. Wo jaanta tha ki zabardasti ki chudai mein lund ki pyaas to bujh jayegi par wo maza nahi aayega.
“aapne to maze le liye, ab thoda maza humko bhi lene dijiye.”
Buddhe ne apne gusse ko kabu mein kar Neeta ki chuchi ko masalte hue kaha. Latin mein ek kahavat hai – post coitus omne animal triste est arthat sambhog ke baad sabhi prani dukhi ho jaate hain. Jhadne ke baad
Neeta par bhi apradh bodh aa chukatha. Use apne jeevan mein kabhi ye nahi socha tha ki wo kisi gair mard
ke sath aisa kuchh karegi.
Usne apne pati ke sath dhokha kiya hai, usneo apne patni hone ke dharm ko nahi nibhaya hai. wo ek badchalan aurat hai.
Neeta kuchh hi kashano mein anand ki sagar se gir kar atmglani ke mahasagar mein doob chuki thi. Wo apne badan ke upar is do kaudi ke khalashi ko bilkul bardasht nahi kar sakti thi. uska hriday rone ko aa raha tha. “hato mere upar se!” kahte kahte neeta ka gala rundh aaya.
Buddha samajh gaya tha ki laundiya serious ho rahi hai. wo uske upar se hat gaya.
Neeta ko ehshaash hone laga ki wo ek gair mard ke saamne nangi hai. Uska saree, petticoat aur blouse usse kaafi door tha, bra ko buddhe ne munh mein le kar laar mein bhiga diya tha, aur uski geeli panty bus ke farsh par padi thi jisse bas ki dhool panty se ja chipki thi. Wo ab ek gair mard ke saamne nangi khadi nahi ho sakti thi, wo apna hath pair samet kar baith gayi.
uski chuchi ghutno ke peechhe chhipi thi. Dono pair ke beech ki chhoti si jagah se uski safed chikni jaanghon ke beech mein sunahre reshmi baalon ke madhya neeta ki gulabi choot buddhe ko dikh rahi thi.
Prem ras ki ek patli dhar neeta ke choot se bah kar buddhe ke dhoti par jaa rahi thi. par bhale hi wo patli dhaar buddhe ko adhik mohit karti ho,par abhi neeta ke aankhon se bahne waali moti ashrudhara adhik mahatwapoorna the.
Neeta ke aanshu buddhe ki kaamnaon ki poorti mein ek badi badha ban rahi thi.
Buddha neeta ke nikat khashak kar baith gaya. Uska lund dheela pad chuka tha. Usne Neeta ko santwana dene ke liye uske kandhe par haath rakha. Neeta ne jhatke se buddhe ke haath ko apne badan par se hata diya “chhuo mat mujhe!”
“Theek hai madam ji, nahi chhunga. par aap ro kyun rahi hain?” Neeta ka rona aur tez ho gaya.
“Main ek shadisuda aurat hoon. maine itna bada paap kaise kar diya?”
“Isme paap waala kaun sa baat hai? aapko khus rahne ka adhikaar nahi hai kya?”
Neeta chup chaap neeche dekh rahi thi. use ab is do kaudi ke buddhe se bhi nazar milane ki himmat nahi thi.
“Dekhiye madam ji. Marad log ko jab masti ka man hota hai to kotha par ja kar randi ko chod lete hain” ‘randi’, ‘chod’; neeta ke vartmaan manshik sthiti mein in shabdon kawo asar bhale hi na ho jo Neeta ke jhadne ke pehle hota, par in shabdon ka neeta par asad bilkul shunya bhi nahi tha.
“aur aurat ghar mein baithi tadapti rahti hai. aise mein aurat agar mauka milne par thoda bahut masti kar bhi leti hai to isme paap kahan hai? paap to
ye hai ki is samaj mein sahi galat ka faisala aurat ke liye alag aur marad ke liye alag hota hai. mard randi ke yahan jata hai to wo rashta bhatak gaya, aur aurat kisi gair mard ke paas jaati hai to wo badchalan hai, randi hai? ye kahan ka nyay hai” Buddha shabdon ka jadugar tha.
“Agar aurat baanjh hai to mard ko doosra shadi karne ka ijazat hai aur agar mard napunshak hai to wo jeevan bhad waise hi dukh kaatati rahe”.
Buddhe ne Neeta ki dukhti rag par haath rakh diya tha. Par uske haath rakhne se neeta ka dard badha nahi tha, neeta ko sukoon mil raha tha. Manovaigyanik kahte hain ki manushya ki jaisi pravritti hoti hai wo apne aas paas ke vatavaran aur soochana ko waise tadanusaar grahan karta hai. Neeta bhi ab unhi baaton ko grahan kar rahi thi jo uske kiye hue kaam ko sahi thahra raha ho.
Neeta ne ab rona band kar diya tha.
“lekin shadisuda ho kar aisa karna?” uske mann mein abhi bhi shanka thi. “Dekhiye madam ji, duniya kiaadhi shadisuda aurat doosron se chudwati hai.”
abki baar ‘chudai’ sun kar neeta ki dhadkane tez hogayi. uska soya hua nipple fir sejaagne laga tha. “ye tum apne mann se kah rahe ho?”
“nahi madam ji. aapki kasam. 50 saal umar ho gaya humara. Bahut duniya dekhe hain, bahut jagah rahe hain aur bahut ghaat ka paani piye hain. Jhooth nahi kahenge madam ji, Kunwari aur bihata dono se sambandh rakhe hain. kunwari to mushkil se milti hai, par bihata aurat ka kono kami nahi hai madam. jitna ka tajurba humko hai, usme adhiktar bihata thi. gaon mein bhi aur sahar mein bhi. usme se bahut to ijjatdaar khandaan ki thi. Bura nahi maaniye madam, ijjatdaar ghar ki auraton ka ijjat ghar ke bahar hi rahta hai, ghar ke andar wo naukar se, driver se, doodh wala se, na jaane kisse kisse chudwati hai.”
Neeta fir se garam hone lagi thi. “sach bol rahe ho?”
“hum aapse kahe jhooth bolenge?”
“tumhara kitno ke sath tajurba hai?”
Neeta ke aankhon mein fir se shararat aane lagi thi. “Ab ye sab baat mat poochhiye madam ji. Ye sab baatein sabko thode hi batate hain.”
“main tumhare saamne nangi baithi hoon, aur tum mujhse chhipa rahe ho” Jaise jaise Neeta garam ho rahi thi, uske chehre ki laali badhi jaa rahi thi, aur uske choot se nikalne waali dhara thodi moti ho gayi thi.
Buddha Neeta ki haw bhaw ko samajh raha tha, aur uska qutub minaar fir khada hone laga tha. Neete apne aankhon ke kone se buddhe ke badhte hue minaar ko ghoor rahi thi. “kahan nangi hain? sab to dhak ke baithi hain. Apne chuchi par se haath hataiye”
Buddha ab roopak ka prayog nahi kar raha tha, wo apni baat seedhe shabdon mein kah raha tha. Neeta ke liye ye ek shock tha, aam se buddha chuchi par kaise aa gaya? Shock zaroor laga ho, par Neeta ko sun kar achchha lag raha tha.
Shabd jaise hi uske kaan par padte, hriday rakt pravah ki ek teevra dhara uthati aur uske sampoorna shareer mein anand ki ek meethi lahar daur jaati, nipple aur tan jaate, choot thoda aur phool jata, aur choot se amrit ki ek boond tapak jaati.
“Besharm! tumhe aurat ke saamne gandi baatein bolne mein sharm nahi aati?”
“Lijiye, sharm karein tab bhi shikayat, nahi karein tab bhi shikayat!” Buddhe ne neeta ko fir apni baaton mein fansa liya tha.
“Chalo, baatein mat banao, batao kitni auraton ka tazurba hai tumhe?”
“pehle chuchi par se haath hataiye?” fir se chuchi! neeta ki ek boond aur tapak padi!
“lo baba! hata diya. ab to batao”
Neeta ke unnat himshikhar fir se pratyaksh ho gaye, buddhe ka auzaar bhi apne poore utthaan par tha.
Neeta ki nazar buddhe ke lund se hat hi nahi rahi thi. Usne pehli bar kisi lund ko khada hote dekha tha.
Ravi ka khada hota tha ya nahi ab Neeta ye bhi nahi samajh paa rahi thi. Shaadi ke chaar saal baad bhi kabhi usne Ravi ke lund ke akaar ko bada hote nahi dekha tha. Par us buddhe ka lund kuchh hi der mein
ek chhote bejaan mirch se badhte badhte ek mota lamba kaddu ki roop mein aa chuka tha. Jaise koi ikshadhaari naag ho jo zaroorat ke hinsaab se apna roop badal sakta ho. Naag hi to tha! apne bil mein ghusne ke liye betaab!
“kya bataun?” Buddhe ko Neeta ko chidhane mein maza aa raha tha.
“yahi ki kitne auraton ke sath tajurba hai tumhara?”
“kaisa tajurba?”
“are! abhi thodi der pehle tumne kaha tha na ki tumne kayi auraton ke sath tajurba kiya hai?”
“haan kiye hain. lekin tajurba to kayi tarah ka hota hai na? kisi ke sath baat karne ka tajurba hai, kisi ke liye kaam karne ka tajurba hai. aap kaun sa tajurba poochh rahi hain?”
“Bahut shaitaan ho tum! Baatein mat banao, seedhe seedhe batao.”
“aao seedha seedha poochhiyega tab to seedha seedha batayenge?
aap ghuma fira kar poochh rahi hain. humko to samajh mein hi nahi aa raha hai”
“bahut badmas ho tum! tumne kitno ke sath kiya hai?”
“kya kiya hai?” Buddhe Neeta ke laaj dhaak ko nestonabood kar dena thaan chuka tha.
“s..s..sex kiya hai” college ke baad neeta shayad pehli bar Neeta ‘sex’ bol rahi thi. use ye shabd bolne ke liye kaafi prayaas karna pada tha.
Uski jubaan kaampne lagi thi. Uske dil ki dhadkan achanak tez ho gayi.
“madam, padhe likhe nahi hain. angrezi nahi samajh aata hai. Hindi mein bataiye na?
Neeta ne koshish ki. par uska jubaan uska saath nahi de raha tha. “bahut dusht ho tum! mujhe hindi nahi aati”
“hum samjhenge tabhi na jawab denge”
“tumhe s..sex matlab nahi pata?” is bar neeta ko sex bolne mein utni kathinayi nahi hui. “Nahi madam ji. gaon mein rahe hain.. angrezi safe nahi aata hai” buddhe ke chehre par besharmi ki bhadi mushkurahat thi.
“ch....ch..chode ho” neeta ne bahut prayaas karne ke baad kaha. Uski saanse tez ho chuki thi. “Ye hui na baat! desi murgi bilayeti boli achcha nahi lagta. ab fir se poora sawaal poochhiye.” Neeta bolne mein jhijhak zaroor rahi thi, par use maza bhi aa raha tha.
in shabdon ko, jisse wo bachpan se ganda aur bura maanti aayi hai, jo humesha se awara, badmaash aur sadak chap logon ki boli hoti hai, use bolne par jis uttejna ka anubhav neeta aaj kar rahi thi, wo usne pehle kabhi nahi kiya tha. “tum ab tak kitni aurat ko chod chuke ho?” is baar neeta ki mein jhijhak kam thi, kapdo ke sath sath neeta ka man bhi khul raha tha.
Jis tarah ka halkapan neeta ko kapde utaarne ke baad mahshoosh hua tha, waisa hi halkapan wo apne mann par ke kapde ko utaar kar mahshoosh kar rahi thi. Anand, uttejna aur vaasna ka aisa mishran! ye sach mein anootha tha.
“madam ji, chode to bahut ko hain. lekin randi sab ko hata ke dekhiyega to 12-13 ko to chode hi honge”
“Baap re! tumhe itni aurat mil kahan se gayi?”
“sab aurat nahi thi, kuchh kunwari ladki thi, kuchh shadisuda. 4-5 to kunwari hogi, banki sab shadisuda”
“par itni mili kahan?”
“are madam ji, 30 saal se chod rahe hain. ab aise bhi namard nahi hai ki 30 saal mein 12-13 ko bhi nahi chode! 3-4 gaon mein.
fir sahar mein jab naukar ya driver ka kaam karte the to kabhi malik ki bibi, kabhi malik ki bahu, kabhi malik ki beti. kabhi ghar ki naukarani. Dekhiye madam ji, aap bura nahi maaniyega, lekin ye jo sahar ke shareef log hote
hai na, ghar ke andar unme kitni gandagi hoti hai ye humse achchha koi nahi bata sakta! ek malik ki bibi to kam se kam 4-5 logon se chudwati thi. hum uske driver the. Malik humesha sahar se bahar rahte the.
wo apne yaar sab ke sath hotel mein ja ja kar chudwati thi. ek baar hum dekh liye. humko boli kisi se nahi kahne ke liye. ab hum aisa mauka kahe chhodte?”
“Matlab?” Buddhe ki kahaniyon ne neeta ki choot ko gudguda diya tha.
“matlab kya? iske baad 8 mahina hafta mein 2-3 baar usko chodate the. bishwas kijiyega? ghar mein malik baithe the, aur garage mein hum usko chode hue hain. jab malik ko malkin par shaq hone laga to hum naukari chhod diye”
Neeta ka choot kahani sun kar machal gaya tha.
wo aur vistaar mein sunana chahti thi. “Aur banki auratein?”
“Madam ji, sabke baare mein batayenge to umar beet jayega kahani sunate sunate.”
“sabse adhik maza tumhe kiske saath aaya?”
“Rashmi madam ke sath sabse adhik maza aaya. Jamshedpur mein unke yahan naukar ka kaam karte the.
Ghar mein dono miya, bibi aur ek 5 saal bachcha tha.”
“To usi ke baare mein batao”
“Kya batayein?”
“Yahi ki kaise kiya uske sath?”
“kya kaise kiya? theek se poochhiye na?” Buddha Neeta ko chidha raha tha.
“Kaise choda use?” Abki baar neeta bilkul bhi nahi jhijhki.
“Waise hi chode jaise sab chodate hain. khol ke pel diye andar”
“Dhatt besharm! ye thode hi pooch rahi hoon. Ye poochh rahi hoon ki usko pataya kaise?”
“Sare maze aap hi lijiyega? Yahan god mein aaiye to batate hain”
Buddhe bina kuchh liye Neeta ko kuchh nahi dene wala tha.
“Yahin se batao na!” Neeta ki awaaz mein dridhata nahi thi. Wo kahani sunana chahti thi jisse uske andar ka apradh bodh shant ho aur wo masti ke mood mein bhi aa rahi thi.
Neeta ko jis anand ki anubhooti buddhe ne uski choot ko choos kar diya tha wo us anand paane ke liye fir se machal rahi thi.
“Aap sun sun ke maze lengi, aur main?” Buddha ab poori tarah se khul chuka tha.
wo apne shabdon se apna irade ko paroksha roop se pratyaksha kar raha tha. Buddhe ne bus ke seat par peeth ko tika kar apne dono pair faila diya.
Dono taangon ke beech aadhe kaale, aadhe safed baalon ki jhaar mein se buddhe ka minaar apni poori lambai liye Neeta ko nimantran de raha tha.
“Theek hai, par kuchh karoge to nahi?” Neeta ne sharm aur vaasna mili hui nazaron se buddhe ki lund ko dekha aur khishak kar buddhe ki god ke paas aa gayi.
“Nahi karenge to god mein bula kar kya karenge?” Neeta ke atma sanyam ki dhahti deewaron ko buddha bhaamp chuka tha.
Buddhe ne neeta ki pet ko pakad kar use peeche kheecha aur apne lund se neeta ki makhmali gaand aur peeth ko sata kar lund ko dabaya.
“Ouch!! theek se rakho na use. chubhta hai!”
Buddhe ka dono haath neeta ke dono rasmalai se ras nichodne mein lag chuke the. “Kya chubhta hai madam ji?”
“Tumhara kela” Buddhe ne neeta ki nipple ko masalte hue kaha
“kela nahi hai, humara lund hai”
“Haan wahi!”
Buddhe ne fir se lund dabata
“wahi nahi, lund bol isko” buddhe ki shabdon mein se adarsoochak
‘boliye’ khatam ho chuka tha.
Neeta ko ye ajeeb zaroor laga, par bura nahi laga. Buddhe ke lund ki garmi aur apne chuchiyon par uske haathon ke prabhav ne neeta ki uttejna ko badha diya tha. “Tumhara lund chubh raha hai” Neeta ne kaha.
Lund shabd ka prayog neeta ne pehli baar kiya tha. Uski choot dhadhak uthi. Ab uske dikhawati sharafat ka kapda bhi dheere dheere utarne laga tha.
Buddhe ne uski gaand par lund ko fir se dabaya
“Kahan chubh raha hai rani” uff! buddha use bekaabu kar raha tha.
Uske haath, uska lund, aur uske shabd sab mano ek saath neeta ke jishm mein ghus rahe ho. Mano uska samuhik balatkaar ho raha ho, aur wo vivas ho chudwane ke liye.
Par is balatkaar mein neeta ko maza aa raha tha.
“Meri gaand mein chubh raha hai.” Ye neeta ki dikhawati sharafat ka bra tha!
“Ab batao na kaise pataya use? Wo dikhne mein kaisi thi? jab use choda tha to kya umra thi uski?” Neeta nangi ho rahi thi, aur nangepan mein use maza aa raha tha.
“Bahut tight item thi saali. Pehli baar thoke the tab 27-28 saal ki hogi.”
Buddhe ka ek haath Neeta ki chuchi mein laga hua tha to doosra sarak kar neeche uske choot ki taraf badha jaa raha tha.
Neeta ko ab buddhe ki haath ki koi parvah nahi thi, use jahan mann ho le jaye.
“Pehli baar kaise pataya use?”
“2 saal se uske yahan kaam kar rahe the. humko monu chacha kah ke bulati thi. dono mil kar ghar ka kaam karte the.
bahut beparvah thi. na kapda ka thikaan na deh ka thikan. anchal sarak ke neeche gir jata to gire rahne deti.
Kabhi kabhi nighty mein hi rahti. Uska deh bahut tight tha. bada bada chuchi, mast gaand. din mein jab uska ladka college jata tab to thodi der soti thi.
Bilkul beparvaah ki tarah. Darwaza khula hua, kabhi saree sarak ke upar rahta, kabhi blouse ka button khula rahta, kabhi nighty pankha se ud kar itna upar uth jata ki kachhiya sab dikhta tha.
jab soyi rahti thi to hum uske kamra mein ghus kar uska chuchi gaand dekhte.
