Masoom Wife Disha Part 3

 Disha ghar mein beithe beithe kuch soch rahi thi. Karan sofe pe beithkar TV dekh raha tha. Karan ka dhyan TV pe tha. Disha cell phone pe whatsapp message kar rahi thi apne mummy ko. Karan ke cell phone pe ek call aaya. Karan call attain karne chala gaya. Disha ke cell phone mein Gangu ka call aaya.

“Hello.”
“Ha Disha. Main Gangu bol raha hoon.”
“Ha bolo kya hua ?”
“Tumko yeh kehna tha ki kaal subah aa raha hoon.”
‘Arey nahi Gangu kaal rehne do.”
“Kya hua ?”
“Kaal se lekar 5 deen tak Karan ke saath main apne ghar jaa rahi hoon. “
“Aacha aisa ? Aab kya karoon ? Tumhari yaad mein mooth maroon kya ?”
“Hahahahaha. Jisa thik lage waisa karo.”
“Chal koi baat nahi. Maine tumhare liye ek suprise rakha tha. Lekin chalo aane ke baad pata chalega.”
“Kya lekar aaye ho ?”
“Saree. OOOOO yeh kya bol diya.”
“Mujhe aab pata chal gaya. Hahahahah.”
“Tum sabse gandi aur wahiyat ho. Mera surprise bigad diya.”
“Tum jhat se bol diye.”
“Mood off ki wajah se.”
“Maine mood off kiya ?”
“Ha. Tum jaane ki baat ki. Aab kitna tadapta rahoonga.”
“Koi baat nahi 5 deen baad main aa jaungi. Phir jo chahe karna.”
“Aaa tu. Phir hisab leta hoon tera. Chal bye.”
“Bye.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too Gangu.”

      Disha ke chehre pe smile aa gayi. Tabhi Karan aakar wapis beith gaya.

“Disha kaal subah nikalna hoga. Sharp 7 am.”
“Ok. Lakin tum kyon aa rahe ho ? Aapna office work rokkar.”
“Kyon kya tumare mummy papa mere kuch lagte nahi ?”
“Aisi bat nahi hai.”
“To kaisi baat hai ? Tum jab mere papa mummy ko apna keh sakti ho to mera haq nahi banta ?”
“Sorry Karan.”
“It’s ok darling. Kaam se kaam is bahane tumhare saath time bhi spend kar loonga.”
“Mera ek aur kaam karoge ?”
“Kya ?”
“Mummy papa ko milne ke baad. Sasu maa se bhi mil aate hai na.”
“Lekin …..”
“Kya kuch deen aur chutti nahi le sakte ?”
“Ha jaaneman thik hai. 3 deen waha rok jayenge. Dono sas bahu duniya ki panchayat karna. Main apne secretary Anil ko bata deta hoon.”
“Ok.”

   Wise bhi Disha ko for a change jaane ka maan tha. Dono ka ghar waise bhi Jaipur mein tha. Kaam se kaam doosra mahol dekhkar relax to ho jayenge. Disha packing karne lagi aur Karan baki ki taiyaari kar raha tha. Dono taiyari karne ke baad so gaye.

Agle deen dono Jaipur ko rawana ho gaye. Karan aur Disha by car nikal gaye airport ke liye.

        Wahi aaj Saturday tha aur weekend tha. Simran Saturday and Sunday ko office nahi jaati. Woh aaj ghar mein thi. Kaal jo hua us baare mein sochkar use ghussa aa raha tha lekin phir doosri taraf jab woh us kiss ko yaad karti to najane kya use ho jata. Woh garam ho jaati. Us baarein mein yaad karke uska ghussa shaant ho jata. Woh maan hi maan khud se baat karti.

“Aisa kya hai us gande se buddhe aadmi mein ? Simran tune kai mardo ke saath sex kiya hai. Aaj sex kiya aur kaal bhul jaati lekin is buddhe mein aisi kya baat hai jisse bhula nahi paa rahi. Usne to uppar se tere body ko chua aur baas kiss hi to kiya phir kyon tu itna soch mein pad gayi. Kya tujhe uska yeh kis pasand to nahi aa gaya ? Nahi nahi rehne de. Kaha tera status aur kaha woh galeez buddha. Lekin phir wohi bat. Uske kiss mein aisa kya hai jo jawan mardo mein nahi tha. Yeh kiss koi mamuli nahi tha. Bahut hi dilkash lag raha hai woh pal.”

     Yeh saab sochkar uska haal boora hota jaa raha tha. Woh maan hi maan us scene ko yaad karne lagi. Tabhi Manu aa pahucha. Manu ko dekhar aaj pehli baar Simran muh nahi bigadi.

“Tum aa gaye ?”
“Koi samasya ho to keh do main chala jau.”
“Nahi aisi baat nahi hai.”
“To kaisi baat hai ?”
“Kuch nahi.”
“Kaal main koi shart jeeta tha. Yaad hai na ?” Manu ne tirchi smile dete hue kaha.
“Ha.” Simran ne kaha.
“To taiyaar ho mere hukum ke liye ?”
“Ha.”
“Dekho. Pehli baat yeh hai ki tu mere paas beith.”
“What ?”
“Jo kaha woh kar. Beith mere paas.”

   Simran aab Manu ke paas aakar beith gayi. Manu Simran ko upar se niche dekhte hue bola “Kaisa lag raha hai mere paas beithkar ?”Kehte hi Manu ne kamar pe haath rakh diya.
“Hey don’t touch me.”
“Chup. Main jo kahunga woh aab tujhe karna hoga. Chup chap mere saath chalo.”
“Kaha ?”
“Mere ghar. Chup chap koi kapda pehen le. Upar se burqa pehen. Aaj tujhe pata chalega ki kaise hum gareeb log jeete hai. Tum amir log hume galiyaan dete ho na ? Humara majak udate ho. Aab chal mere saath.”
“Lekin….. “
“Lekin kya ? Yahi shart hai. Jo main kahoo woh tum karo. Kuch nahi hoga “

      Simran ki majboori yeh thi ki use Manu ki haar baat manani padegi. Us kiss ke waqt to ego ka sawal tha isiliye Manu ke gandh ko sahan kiya. Manu itna ganda tha ki uski badbu sehna mushil ho. Lekin aab jab Simran haar chuki hai to baat manani hi padegi.  Simran ne salwar kameez pehna aur burqa upar pehen liya.

Manu ne upar se niche tak dekha aur bola “chalo koi tujhe nahi pehechanege isme.”
“Lekin hum jayenge kaise ?”
“Rikshaw se.”

   Dono chup chap ghar se nikle aur sadak ke kinare rikshaw hire karke chale gaye. Rikshaw slow chal rahi thi. Simran irritate hone lagi. Uske body language se saab samajh aa raha tha ki Manu ko. Manu ne Simran ke kaan ke paas jakar dheemi awaz mein kahh “abhi shuruaat nahi hui aur itna ghussa. Soch hume to yeh bhi naseeb nahi hota labhi kabhi. Tab humari kitni gaand jalti hogi. Aab teri gaand jaal rahi hai.”

     Simran ko Manu ka language aacha nahi laga aur ghusse se dheemi awaz mein kaha “How dare you. Mujhse itni gandi bhasha mein baat maat karo.”
Manu phir bola “tu mere yaha aane wali hai. Hum log aise hi baat karte hai. Tum logo ki tarah school mein padhne ke paise nahi the humare paas.”

      Rikshaw chalte chalte slum area mein pahuchi. Simran ki aankhe phati ki phati reh gayi. Foreign mein padhne wali aur billionaire lady ek slum jaise gande area ko life mein pehli baar dekh rahi hai. Woh maan hi maan gheen mehsoos kar rahi thi. Waha sabhi log jyadatar kaale aur bhadde the. Kuch sahi dikhne wale bhi the lekin unki sankhya bahut kaam thi. Jagah jagah kachi sadak aur gatar ka naala khula hua poore jagah badbu fela rahi thi. 

   Rikshaw thik Manu ke ghar ke paas ruki.

     Dono rikshaw se utare. Kai saare log burqa mein aurat (yani Simran) ko ghoor rahe the. Simran ko sharam aane lagi. Un sabhi mein se ek daru piya hua buddha paas aakar Manu ko bola “yeh nayi raand kaun hai ? Manu pichle mahine raand khane mein se Zareena ko choda tha. Aaj yeh naya maal kaun hai. Chal ise mere kamre le chal dono iski marenge chut aur gaand.” Itna kehkar buddhe ne Simran ka haath pakad liya. Simran darr gayi aur kapne lagi. Manu ne haath chudwate hue kaha “yeh woh nahi hai. Yeh kisi ki amanat hai. Kisi ki premika hai. Aisa maat karo bhai.”

   Buddha khud ko door karte hue “kiski premika hai yeh ?”

 Manu ne Simran ko apni aur khihte hue kamar ko kaaske pakadte hue “meri premika hai. Meri raani hai yeh.”
“Yeh burqa mein kyon hai. Iska chehra to dikhade.”
“Nahi bhai. Abhi nahi. Abhi jaa apne ghar. Iske saath thoda…. samajh gaya na.”
“Ja bhai. Iska game baja de. Chalo Manu ki maal phir kabhi milenge. Is buddhe se agar na ho paye to mera bistar hai na tereko garam karne ke liye.”
“Tu bhi to buddha hai. Is ladki ki main gaand marne ke liye kaafi hoon. Chal meri rani apne yaar ke bistar pe.” Manu apne ghar use pakadke le gaya. 

    Ghar ke andar lakar Manu ne darwaja band kar diya. Simran ne ghusse mein kaha “you bastard. Teri himmat kaise hui ? Yeh kehne ki.”
“Kya kehne ki ?”
“Yehi ki main tumhari…” Simran aage kuch nahi boli.
“Tu meri kya ?”
“Tumne mujhe apni premika kaise kaha ?”
“To ban jayegi aage meri premika.”
“Listen you….”
Manu ne ishare mein kaha “sssshhhh. Agar yeh na bolta uske samne to woh tujhe apne bistar lejata. Jabarjasti tera chod kaam karta. Mana karti na to tere jaise maal ko dekhkar dimag uska kharab to ho hi jatta aur ulta se sharab peeya hai to tera bang bhi kar deta aur to aur 2 se 4 deen apne room mein kaid karke bhi rakhta. Yeh saab dimag ke paidal log hai. Ulta se maine tujhe bacha liya. Tujh jaisi maal kabhi usne dekhi nahi hogi.”
“Yeh Zareena kaun hai ? Badi pahuchi hui lagti hai.”
“Hai yaha ki raand. Paise kamati hai dhandhe se. Mahine mein ek baar chudti hai mujhse.”
“Apni bhasha sambhalo.”
“Tu mere yaha par hai to waise hi reh samjhi.”
“Zareena kafi qareeb lagti hai.”
“Tujhse to aachi hi hai. Kaam se kaam gaali to nahi deti bina kaam ke. Tere jaisa kharab ho bhi kaun ?”

  Simran ko aab ghussa aane laga. Ek prostitute ko usse jyada aacha bola Manu ne. Ek badboodar buddhe ne aise kaise use kharab keh diya. Yeh baat Simran ko andar se lagi.

“Mera ghar dekha ?

“Nahi.”
“Dekhle. Waise ghar to nahi gareeb khana kahunga.”

     Simran piche mudi aur dekha to Manu ki baat sahi lagi. Chota aur ganda. Saaf safai bhi nahi aur to aur 1 hi kamra aur chota sa leaving room, bathroom aur kitchen. Is waqt dono leaving roo mein hai. Manu ka ghar jitna hai utna to Simran ka sirf car garage hai. Dono leaving hall mein the.

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     Simran ko bahut ajeeb sanfeel ho raha tha. Woh kabhi bhi nahi sochi ki gareebi aisi hoti hai. Koi suvidha nahi. Log bhi aache nahi aur to aur koi yaha dukhi bhi nahi is baat se. 

“Aab burqa mein rahogi kya ? Utar do.

  
   Simran piche jakar apna burqa utari. Butqa utarte hi Manu ke samne uski high class jawani dikhai dene lagi. Simran ka rang jaise doodh sa gora aur boobs kafi bade aur madmast, gaand haise marne ka dil kar jaye. Garmi mein bhi Simran ki jawani mast lag rahi thi. Waise Simran ko shayad kaafi deeno baad garmi lagi hogi kyonki mehlo mein rehne wali aaj gareeb khane mein jo aayi hai.

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“Garmi kafi lag rahi hai tujhko ?”
“Nahi aisi baat nahi hai.”
“Tera bagal (armpit) geela ho chuka hai. Aur tere chehre ki bekarari saaf batati hai ki garmi lag rahi hai tujhe.”
“Ha thodi hai.”
“Tere liye pankha chalu kar deta hoon.”

    Manu pankha chalu karke use sofa pe beithne ka ishara kiya. Simran sofe pe beithi. Manu bagal mein beith gaya. Manu ko paas delhkar use baas mehsoos hone laga. Lekin kare to kare kya ? Fan ki hawa sofe tak hi pahuch raha hai. Manu ne jaan bujhkar slow chalu kiya tha. Garmi thi aur Simran ka haal boora. Aakhirkar beithna hi pada.

    Manu ne poocha “mera ghar bekar laga hoga lekin tu bhi to kaha galat hai. Tune kaha in saab ko pehle kabhi dekha hai.”
“Thoda ajeeb hai yeh jagah.”
“Ek na ek deen tu wapis aayegi.”
“Mushkil hai. Yaha koi kaise reh sakta hai ?”
“Har aadmi ko gareebi nahi pasand. Aab maseeb mein hi gareeb paida hona hai to kar bhi kya sakte hai ?”
“Tumhara koi dost hai ?”
“Ha kuch hai. Woh saab tere jaise logo ke layak kaha. Saab mere jaise hi hai. Akele aur gareeb.”
“Tumhara parivaar nahi hai kya ?”
“Thi ek biwi. Saali bhaag gayi kuch logo ke saath. Badi madharchod aurat thi.”
“Please mere samne aisi baat maat karo.”
“Tu saali meri maa maat ban.”
“Mujhe kisi ki maa bhi nahi banana hai.”
“Woh to tu banegi.”
“Kiski maa ?” Simran ne confused hokar poocha.
  Manu ne Simran ke stomach pe haath rakhte hue kaha “mere bachche ki maa.”
“Please aisi bekar ki baat maat karo.” Simran be chidte hue kaha.
“Chal thik hai mood na kharab kar. Waise kya legi thanda ya garam ?”
“Mujhe kuch nahi chahiye.”
“Chal thik hai lekin ek baat bata. Kisi gande sapne se kaam nahi hai na yeh gareebi ?”
“Bahut boori chiz hai yeh gareebi.”
“Nahi galat.”
“To kya kehna chahate ho ?”
“Tumhari amiri sabse gandi hai humare liye.”
“Amiri kaise kharab ho sakta hai ?”
“Tum amir log ghamandi, ek doosre se jalnewale, kisi ko apna nahi mante ho. Aise log zindagi mein kis kaam ke. Hum gareeb jaroor hai lekin hum saab ek jaise rehte hai. Gande to gande hi sahi lekin kisi se jalte nahi hai.”

   Simran kuch nahi boli.
“Waise hum gareebo ko tujh jaisi maal ko dekhne ka naseeb mein kaha.”
“Shut up.” Simran ne ghussa dikhate hue kaha.

  Manu Simran ke qareeb aate hue khud se satake Simran ke gaal pe halki ki pappi dete hua kaha “tu ghusse mein haseen lagti hai.”
“Chodo mujhe gandh aa rahi hai tumhare jism se.”
“Aur teri jism se khushbu.” Manu ne aab thoda jor se kiss kiya gaal pe.

  Ek to human touch aur ulta se tareef Simran ko garam karne laga.

“Pleae leave me.” 
Manu ne aab apni gandi ungali Simran ke lips pe pherte hue “jee kar raha hai ki tere hoth ko chum loo. Tere makhmali jism ko chakhu.” 
“No please.”
Manu Simran ke neck pe kisa kiya.
“Aaaaahhhh chodo mujhe.”

  Manu ne apni pakad dhili karke jaane diya. Socha ki phir kabhi iski lega. Waise bhi itna nazdik aane par Simran ke kuch ma kehne par Manu mein himaat thodinsi aa gayi. Aab woh kabhi bhi uspe try kar sakega. Lekin thoda sabra karna sahi hoga.

“Chal aab tujhe gjar chodke aata hoon.”

   Manu Simran ko lekar uske ghar use chodne gaya. Dono ne kuch nahi kaha ek doosre se. Simran sharmake bhaag gayi. Manu apni kamini se smile dekhar waha se chala gaya.

 Kaafi lambi chutti ke baad Disha aur Karan Delhi pahuche. Aab vacation poora hua aur Karan ka busy life start. Dono ne vacation mein family ke saath khub maje kiye the. Delhi wapis aate hi Disha ko Gangu ki yaad satane lagi. Gangu ke bina woh tadapti jaa rahi thi. Aab baas Gangu ke aane ki der thi. Disha aab Gangu ke saath sex karna chahati thi. 

       Karan roj ki tarah office chala gaya. Disha andar hi andar garam hone lagi Gangu ko yaad karke. Gangu ko phone lagaya Disha ne. Gangu ne call receive kiya.

Gangu :- ha jaaneman. Kaisi ho tum ?
Disha :-  Bilkul bhi thik nahi. Jaldi aao mere paas. Tumhari yaad mein pagal ho rahi hoon.
Gangu :- Dil to kar raha hai teri thukai karne ki lekin aaj thodi si thakan jaisi lagi hui hai. 
Disha :- main aao tumse milne ?
Gangu :- jaanemaan aaj main thoda sust rahoonga. Neend bhi bahut aa rahi hai. 
Disha :- (thoda udas hokar) ok.
Gangu :- mera ek kaam karna Disha.
Disha :- kya ?
Gangu :- tumhare liye jonsaree kharida tha woh Gafur ke paas hai. Tum apna size bata do taki apne dukan mein woh sahi tarah se silwa sake.
Disha :- lekin main jaun ?
Gangu  :- Gafur bhi to apna hai. Thoda bahut mil aaya karo. Akele rehkar ub jata hai. Chalo Disha mujhe sone do. Bahut thaka hua hoon.

      Gafur ka naam sunkar Disha ko bahut ajeeb sa lag raha tha. Gafur phir se uske saath woh saab na kar beithe. Lekin Disha ne tai kar liya ki Gafur ko uske paas aane nahi degi. Chahe kuch bhi ho jaye. Khud ko taiyaar karke Disha Gafur ke ghar ko nikal gayi.

    Basti mein pahuchkar Disha Gafur ke ghar pahuchi. Gafur white skull cap pehna hua tha. Masjid se wapis aaya hua tha. Ek lamba safed kurta aur kaali lungi mein Gafur ek asal ***** aadmi lag raha tha. Gafur ke ghar ek aadmi aaya hua tha. Woh waha se chala gaya tha. Disha andar aayi. Disha ko dekhkar Gafur khush hua.

Gafur :- Allah kasam kya khushi ho rahi hai tumhe dekhkar.
Disha :- woh aadmi kon tha ?
Gafur :- mera damad ka ladka. Rajeev Sinha. 
Disha :- Aapka damad ….
Gafur :- ha wahi. Dosre dharam ka hai. Meri beti ne pyaar karke shaadi ki. Humne kai baar mana kiya lekin uski khushi ke liye humne uski shaadi kisi aur dharam wale ke saath karwa di. Waise woh aaya tha kuch deen rehne phir aaj hi Bihar ke liye nikal gaya.
Disha :- thik.
Gafur :- waise tumhari saree waha hai. Gangu ka tohfa.

      Disha thoda sharma gayi aur saree lekar aa pahuchi. 
   

Gafur :- Waise aaj Kalu chutti pe hai. 
Disha :_ To aab kya ?
Gafur :- Tumhara naap main le leta hoon.
Disha :- Nahi main kaal aa jaungi.
Gafur :-Arey tum bhi na. Aaj agar kaam ho jata hai to kaal ki rah kyon dekh rahi ho ?
Disha :- Lekin woh main…….
Gafur :- Arey main size aache se le loonga. Koi fariyaad nahi aayegi tumhari, Iski guarantee meri. Aab chalo bhi.

    Disha thodi chauk gayi. Gafur ko mauka mil gaya nazdik aane ka. Disha khud ko sambhal rahi thi kyonki pichli baar Gafur ke touch se woh behek gayi thi. Gafur apne bedroom gaya aur inch tap lekar aa pahucha Disha ke paas.

“Aab yeh burqa utar do. Taki main body ka naap le sakoon.” Gafur ne kaha.

   Disha ne apna burqa utar diya. Disha ek sleeveless kurti mein thi jo use sexy bana rahi thi. Itna gora rand aur sexy figure mein woh kisi ko pagal bana sakti thi aur yeh to Gafur hai jo pehle se hi uske liye pagal hai. Disha ko dekhkar Gafur andar se hil chuka tha. Gafur ne ishare mein hi Disha ki tareef kar di. Disha thodi muskura di. 

  Baad mein Disha ko realize hua ki Gafur ki tareef sunkar woh kyon itna khush ho rahi hai. Use baas distance maintain karna hai aab Gafur ke saath. Lekin Gafur bhi kaccha  khiladi nahi. Itni jaldi haarega nahi. Disha ke bade boobs ko dekhkar Gafur ne than liya ki aaj Disha ko aise jaane nahi dega. Aaj woh uske saath apne bedroom mein apni iccha poori karke hi rahega.

     ‘Aab thoda nazdik aaiye Dishaji. Warna kaise size ka pata lagaunga ?” Gafur ne kaha.

   Disha thoda ghabrate hue nazdik aayi. Gafur ne sabse pehle kamar ka naap liya. Inch tap ko kamar pe set karke halke se doosre haath ke sahare kamar ko touch kar raha tha. Kamar bada hi sexy tha. Gafur ne halke se inch tap ko kamar pe tightly bandha aur haath se kamar ko touch kar raha tha. Pehle hi chuan se Disha ki jaise saasein thamne lagi. Use jaise electricity ka current lag gaya ho aisa mehsoos ho raha tha.

“Kya hua ? Saab thik to hai na ?” Gafur ne poocha. 
“Nahi nahi koi problem nahi hai.”

    Gafur samajh gaya ki Disha uske chune se upar niche ho rahi hai. Gafur samajh gaya ki manzil door nahi. Kuch hi der mein Disha ke body pe apna kabza jama dega. Soch raha tha ki ek baar uspe apna kabza jama de phir to aage jaakar uska fayda hi fayda uthayega. Gafur ne paper pe kamar ka naap likha. Gafur thode door jake ghar ka darwaja baand kar diya.

“Yeh kya kar rahe ho ? Darwaja kyon baand kar diya ?”
“Arey daro maat. Ghar ko main khula nahi rakh sakta. Warna koi aa jayega.”
“Thik hai.”
“Dono haath uppar karo. Blouse ka size lena hai.”

    Disha ne haath upar kiya. Gafur dekh raha tha ki kya mast armpit hai Disha ki. Ekdum saaf aur sexy armpit hai. 

“Arey hath ko thik se upar karo. Warna kaam thik se nahi ho payega.” Gafur ne armpit ko touch karke haath upar karwaya.

   Gafur ke baar baar touch hone se Disha ka mansik santulan dagmaga raha tha. Gafur apna  inch tap lekar Disha ke boobs ko cover kiya. Is bahane woh boobs ko halke se dabane bhi laga. Disha ki aankhe band ho gayi. Gafur ke chune se Disha kuch bol nahi pa rahi thi. Disha ke kuch na bolne se Gafur ke andar himmat aa chuki thi. Aab inch tap se size lekar woh apne haatho se boobs ko masalne laga. Disha ne rokte hue kaha “Yeh saab maat karo. Please.”
“Kyon mujhe rok rahi ho ?” Gafur ne masalte hue kaha.
“Main behek jaungi.”
“To behek  jao na. Mujhe karne do na jo karna chahata hoon.”
“Sharam nahi aati aapko yeh saab karte hue ?” Disha khud ko alag karte hue.

     Mamla apne haath se jaata hua dekh Gafur ne socha ki aise baat nahi banegi. Kuch drama jaisa karna padega. Aur phir kya chal di apni agli chaal. Gafur jor jor se rone laga. Gafur ko rota dekh Disha ko ajeeb laga.

“Ro kyon rahe ho ?” Disha ne poocha.
“Chali jao yaha se. Mera koi nahi hai is duniya main.”
“Aisa maat kaho.”
“Jao yaha se. Aaj mujhe pata chala ki ek buddha besahara insaan ko sapne nahi dekhna chahiye.”
“Kaise sapne ?”
“Tum jaisi jawan aurat se apni jism ki pyaas ko bujhana.”
“Yeh nahi ho sakta.”
“Kyon ?”
“Aap bahut bade hai umar mein. Gangu mera pyaar hai. Dhokha hoga uske saath.”
“Disha. Meri majboori samjho. 20 saal se koi mere qareeb nahi aayi. Ayesha ke marne ke baad kisi ko bhi maine is nazar se nahi dekha. Jab se tumhe dekha tab se khud ko rok nahi paa raha hoon.” Itna kehkar Gafur aur jor se rone laga.
Gafur ko rota dekh Disha ka maan pighalne laga.
“Suno main tumhara dard samajh sakti hoon. Lekin yeh saab galat hai.”
“Kisi ki madad karna itna galat hai ? Main kabhi bhi maar sakta hoon. Maine kisi se kuch nahi manga. Lekin tumse ek choti si chiz kya maangi to tum mana kar rahi ho.” Aab Gafur rone ke saath saath hafne laga.

       Gafur ki yeh halat dekhkar Disha ko kuch samajh mein nahi aa raha tha ki kya karein ? Woh Gafur ke paas gayi aur kandhe pe haath rakhte hue boli “Main kuch nahi kar sakti.”
“Tum kar sakti ho lekin main hi bhool gaya ki hum gareeb logo ka koi nahi hota. Hume sirf dard aur akelepan ke sahare se zindagi gujarni hoti hai.”
“Aisa maat kaho mujhe boora lag raha hai.” Disha ko dukh mehsoos hone laga.
“Chali jo yaha se. Mujhe maar jaane do.”
“Nahi aisa maat kaho.”
“Mujhe baas ek hi baar to chahiye tha pyaar woh bhi koi nahi de sakta.”

    Disha uthkar khadi ho gayi. Woh kuch sochne lagi. Waha Gafur soch raha tha “Abey itna natak karne ke baad bhi kuch maan badla nahi iska. Jaldi kar Gafur warna haath se chali jayegi.” 

   Gafur aur jor se rone laga. Disha se yeh saab dekha nahi gaya aur bol beithi “Suno Gafur.”
“Aab kya ? Chali jao.”
“Main tumhe sirf ek baar yeh saab karne doongi.”
“Kya ?”
“Jo tum karna chahate ho.”
“Sach mein ?” Gafur ke chehre pe kamini si muskan aa gayi.
“Ha sirf ek hi baar.”
“Allah kasam tum mere liye farishte se kaam nahi ho. Tum mahan ho.”

     
       Gafur Disha ko chumte hue kaha “chalo Disha.”
“Kaha ?”
“Mere kamre mein. Chalo mere liye.”

     Disha aur Gafur bedroom mein chale gaye. Bedroom kisi horror room se kaam nahi tha. Bistar kharab tha aur parde bhi dhule hue nahi the. Disha nervous feel karne lagi. Gafur ne darwaja andar se bandh kar diya.
“Baand kyon kiya darwaja ?”
“Kuch maat bolo Disha. Aaj humare bich koi nahi aayega. Aaj main tumhe apni begum ki tarah rakhna chahata hoon.”

    Gafur aage badha aur Disha ko lip lock kiss karne laga. Disha ko Gafur ke kaale aur bekaar sharir ki gandi mehek aane lagi thi. Gafur jaise pagal aadmi ki tarah kiss karne laga. Apni gandi zuban Disha ke zuban se mila diya. Itna erotic aur passionate kiss ki ummid Disha ne ki hi nahi thi. Woh kiss ne Disha ko bhulane mein majboor kar diya ki Gafur kitna badsoorat aur badboodar buddha hai. Gafur ne Disha ke kapde ke andar haath dala aur boobs ko dabane laga. Disha ko andar tak garam karta ja raha tha Gafur ka touch. Gafur ne Disha ko alag kiya aur  salwar utarke phek diya. Aab uske chere se hawas saaf saaf dikhai de rahi thi. Disha ke upar ke kapde ko utarkar bola “sharmao maat mers samne. Aaj yeh sharam bhool jao. Ek begum ki tarah meri pyaas bujhao. Meri patni banke.”

      Disha bra aur panty mein khadi thi Gafur ke samne. Gafur aab nanga hokar bola “aao meri begum. Apne shohar ke paas.”
“Main tumhari begum nahi hoon.”
“Aaj ho. Is baand kamre mein koi nahi mere siwa. Main hi aaj tumjara shohar hoon chahe mano ya na mano.” Itna kehkar Gafur ne kiss karne shooru kar diya. 

“Kya raas hai tujhme. Disha chal na. Mujhse nikah karle. Zindagi bhar raani ki taah rakhunga.”
“Aisa maat kaho. Mujhe sharam aa rahi hai.”
“Hahahahaha. Kaisi sharam meri begum. Chal aab waqt maat barbad kar aur aaja mere paas uuuuuummmm.”

   Dono lage hue the ek doosre se. Disha ne apne sharam ko thoda door kar kiss karne lagi. Gafur aab haad se jyada khush tha.

 Gafur boobs chusne laga. Baar baar nipple bhi bite karta raha. 

“Kya chuchi hai teri. Isme doodh nahi hai. Aisa kyon ?”
“Pata nahi.”
“Tujhe bachcha nahi hua. Kya bolti hai apna beej daal doon ? Tujhe maa bana doon ?”
“Mujhe embarrassment feel ho raha hai. Sharam aa rahi hai mujhe aisa maat kaho.”
“Jee karta hai apna beej daal doon. Aaaaaahhhh uuuuuummmmm.” Boobs chusne laga.
“Uuuuuummmmm ooooooiiiiiiiii aaaaahhh.” Disha ne siskari lete hue Gafur ka sir apne sine pe jor se laga diya.

    Disha ko bed pe gira diya Gafur ne. Gafur aab Disha ke upar hi let gaya. Disha ke gore gore boobs ko dabate hue bola “wah kya gora gora boons hai tera. Tum amir aurton ko hum jaise gareeb log hi khush rakh sakte hai. Gangu se chudti hai aab mujhe chud ja.”
“Aaaaaahhhhhhh dheere se karo. Main bhaagi nahi jaa rahi.”
“Tu bhaag bhi nahi sakti. Waise bol na. Tujhe bikhari log kaise lagte hai ?”
  Disha kuch nahi boli. 
“Bata na. Amir aurat. Hum bikhari log tujhe kaise lagte hai ? Mardani taqat hai hum mein. Teri jaisi amir aurat ko hum hi khush kar sakte hai.”

     Gafur aab Disha ke navel ko chatne laga. Poore pet pe zuban pherne laga. Ek taraf se navel chat raha tha to doosri taraf Disha ko dekh raha tha. Apni aankhe baand karke Disha aab zuban ka geelapan mehaoos kar rahi thi. Gafur ne sarakte hue Disha ki chut ko dekha . Ekdum saaf aur madmast. Gafur ke muh mein to jaise paani hi aa gaya. Bina waqt gawaye chut ko chatne laga. Apni zuban ko chut ke andar daal diya. Disha ko jaise uchal padi. Chikhte hua boli “uuuuummmmm karo aise hi karo.”

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“Arey wah tu to mast ho gayi. Meri begum.”

   Gafur wild tarah se chaatne laga chut ko. Disha aab garam hone ki wajah se samne se dhakka lagane lagi. Baas kya yahi chahiye tha Gafur ko. Aab to Disha ne khud ko surrender kar liya. Gafur ki to lottery lag gayi. Chut se paani chuta aur Gafur ne paani pee liya. Gafur apni gandi muskan lekar Disha ke chut pe apna lund daalne ko taiyaar hua. 

“Meri begum. Aab taiyaar ho ja. Tera shauhar teri chut pe lund daalne wala hai.”

     Chut ke bahar Gafur lund ghuma raha tha. Disha ko andar se maan ho raha tha is lund ko lene ka. Lund 8 inch ka tha. Woh shock ho gayi thi ki is umar mein itna bada lund. 

“Itna bada hai tumhara ?”
“Kaisa laga yeh lund ?”
“Bahut hi bada hai.”
“Yeh lund teri jaisi amir aurat ke liye hi bana hai.”

      Gafur bahar lund ghumane laga aur Disha ko chusne ka ishara kiya. Disha ne lund ko dekha aur chusna shooru kiya. Apne gore muh mein Gafur ka kaala aur mota lund. 
“Wah chus mera lavda. Chus. Kya garam muh hai tera aaaaaahhhhhh.”

     Disha ko maja aane laga lund chusne mein. Aab use baas us lund se hi lena dena tha. Gafur Disha ke muh mein lund daalkar dhakka marne laga. 

“Poora lund le. Aadhe se kuch nahi hota. Chaal chus saali gori chamdi wali amir raand.”

    Gafur ke muh se gaandi gaali Disha ko garam kar rah tha. Ek padhi likhi aurat is anpad gawar buddhe ki gaali ko aram se sunti jaa rahi thi. Use farq hi nahi pad raha tha. Lund ko poori tarah se muh mein daalkar chus rahi thi. Gafur bistar pe letkar aram se maje le raha tha. Waise aab Disha thoda free feel karne lagi. Gafur ka lund aab akad gaya. Kafi der maje lene ke baad Gafur jhad gaya Disha ke upar. Disha apne aapko saaf karne wali thi ki Gafur ne use rokte hue kaha “dekh jaanemaan tere jism pe mera virya gira. Kitna aacha lag raha hai. Tere pati se jyada virya bahal nikal sakta hoon.”

       Disha khud ko saaf karke beithi thi. Gafur ka mood abhi bhi garam tha. Apna lund haath mein liye Disha ko dhakka dekar bed pe chad gaya. Disha ki aab saasein tez hone lagi. Woh abhi samajh nahi paa rahi thi ki jhadne ke baad bhi Gafur ka mood on hai. Gafur apne lund ko Disha ki chut mein daala aur halke se dhakka de raha tha. Sabhi to aadha lund bhi nahi ghusa ki Disha ki halat kharab. Chut tight tha. Gafur paseene se bheega hua tha. Paseena sidha girke Disha pe girta tha. Gafur aab jor se dhakka mara aur poora lund ghusa diya Disha ki chut mein. Disha ki jaise jaan hi nikal gayi. Chillate hue boli “aaaaaaahhhhhhhh Gafur aram se. Main yaha hi hoon tumhare paas.”

“Chup ho ja. Mujhe aaj maat rok. Mujhe itna tadpaya. Aaj poora badla loonga iska.”

     Gafur bade berehem hokar dhakka maar raha tha. Dard se Disha ki halat kharab hone lagi. Dhakka maarte maarte Gafur apne dono haath se Disha ke boobs ko nichodne laga. Itna jor se nichod raha tha ki boobs pe haatho ke nishan pad gaye. Kaafi dard sehne ke baad Disha ko aab maja aane laga. Disha ko jaise maja aane laga. Woh bhool chuki thi ki woh ape dada se bhi bade umar wale badsoorat aur galiz buddhe ke saath hai. Woh buddha uske jism ko hadap liya. Woh use apni raand ki tarah chod raha tha. Pehli baar ek khubsoorat amir aur sexy aurat ko chod raha tha. Gafur ke lund se aakhir Disha nahi bach paayi aur woh us lund ko kuch waqt ke liye chahane lagi. 

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“Aaaahhh aur jor se aaaahhhhhh come on.”
“Main aachi chudai karta hoon na ?” Dhakka marte hue Gafur ne poocha.
“Ha bahut aachi. Uuuuuuuummmmm”
“Aaaaaahhhhhh tu mast maal hai.”

     Dhakka itna jor se maar raha tha ki poora bed hil raha tha. Dono apna poora energy daalkar maje le rahe the. Gafur uttejit hokar gaand pe maarne laga thappad. Gaand ko masalta, thappad marta, boobs ko chuta, bite karta, lip kiss karta aur najaane kita kuch karta. Ek bhookhe bhediye ki tarah Disha ko chodta. Disha bhi Gafur ko kiss karte karte uska thook nigal jaati. Gafur pe gandhe beard uske body pe gade hue the. Disha ne shoulder ko jor se bite karte hue Gafur climax mein aane hi wala tha.

“Yah Allah. Mein jhadne wala hoon jaan aaja aaaja aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh.”

    Gafur Disha ke upar jhad gaya. Disha poori tarah se uske cum se dhak chuki thi. Woh aab haafne lagi. Woh bahut jyada thak chuki thi. Gafur poori tarah se thaka hua tha aur Disha pe hi girke let gaya. Uski badboodar sharir se Disha ko aab koi farq nahi pad raha tha. Dono chippak ke so gaye. 

    1 ghante baad Disha uthi aur dekha ki phone aa raha hai kisi ka. Disha ne call receive kiya.

Disha :- hello.
Karan :- hey darling mujhe aane mein thodi der hogi. Main thoda busy hoon office mein.
Disha :- it’s ok. I will wait.

    Disha ne jaab ghadi ki taraf dekha to pata chala ki shaam ke 5 baaje hai. 6 ghante tak woh Gafur ke saath akeli nangi thi. Woh toorant uthkar khadi hui. Gafur ki neejd udi aur toorant Disha ko pakadke bed pe patak diya. Disha boli “aab mujhe jaana hoga please mujhe jaane do.”

“Ek round aur karle. Jab tak nahi karegi main jaane nahi doonga. Samjhi.” Gafur ne aggressively kaha aur chad gaya Disha pe.

     Dono ne 1 ghante aur chudai ki aur aab Disha free hui. Khud ko thik karke woh kapde pehni aur darwaja jaise khole gayi tabhi Gafur bola ” bahut jald tu meri hogi. Yeh baat yaad rakhle.”

    Disha kuch nahi boli aur waha se chali gayi
 

Aalhir mein woh  chud hi gayi Gafur se. Dekhte yeh hai ki yeh waqt aage jaakar kya karwat leta hai.

 Gafur ke saath hue woh paal Disha ko erotic feeling de rahi thi. Disha khud ko doshi manane lagi. Use baar baar guilt mehsoos hone laga. Woh khud ko kosne lagi. Soch rahi thi ki kahi Gangu ko is baat ka pata chala to use chod na de. Gafur kai baar ulte sidhe bahane se phone bhi karta aur Disha ko tease karta. Kai deen aisa chala. 

  
    Disha aur Gangu kai deeno se mile nahi. Disha ka dil kar raha tha ki aaj Gangu se milne jaaye. Aaj woh tadap rahi thi Gangu se milne ko. Bina phone lagaye woh ghar se nikali Gangu se milne. Gangu bhi jaise akela mehsoos kar raha tha. Ghar aane ke baad bhi kai deeno se kaam pe nahi gaya aur to aur Disha se kila nahi. Disha ko chodne ka maan Gangu ka kar gaya. Woh socha ki aaj Disha ko nanga karke chodega. 

     Waha Gangu aur yaha Disha mein besabri badhti jaa rahi thi. Disha pahuchi Gangu ke paas. Gangu Disha ko dekhkar smile kiya. Disha ke chehre pe qatilana smile aa gayi.

   Gangu dodte hue Disha ko apni taraf khicha aur darwaja baand kar diya. Disha ko gale lagakar kiss karne laga.

“Uuuuummmmm Gangu leave me. Aram se. Main yaha hi hoon.”

“Chup ho ja meri raani. Aaj nahi chodne wala. Yeh kapde chote pwhwnke aaya karo. Utarne mein deri hoti hai.” Gangu ne Disha ka kameez utarke phek diya. 

“Gangu tum bhi na. Aaj mood mein aa gaye ho.”

“Ha.” Gangu Disha ko khatiya pe letakar nanga ho gaya aur sidha toot pada. Disha ke neck se lekar boobs aur navel ko chatne paga. Disha pe body par Gangu ki gaandi laar padne lagi. Gangu ice cream ki tarah Disha ko chatne laga. Disha ko maja aane laga. Disha ne apne tongue ko bahar nikalte hue Gangu ko ishara kiya.

   Gangu samajh gaya ishara. Disha ne jeeb ko apne jeeb se lagakar Gangu ek pagal janwar ki tarah chusne laga. Disha ko Gangu ka yeh harkat pagal kar deta tha. Gangu ko apne jism se kaaslke jhakad liya. Gangu ka haath lekar apne boobs pe rakhte hue upar se dabane lagi. Gangu ka rough haath boobs ko masalne laga. 

“Maine tumko kitna yaad kiya Gangu. Mujhse door rahe itne deeno meri yaad nahi aayi ?”

“Bahut yaad aayi meri raani ki. Lekin kaam aisa hai na. Aaj is raani ki chudai hokar rahegi.”

“Please Gangu mujhe chodo. Aaj mujhe poore deen pyaar karo. I love you. Gangu tum sirf mere ho. Main tumhare bina aab jee nahi sakti.”

 “To chus na mera loda.” Gangu ne lund Disha ke samne dikhate hue kaha.

    Disha ne toorant us kaale lund ko apne muh mein liya aur jor jor se chusne lagi. Apne jeeb se Gangu ka balls ko chatati. Gangu poora lund muh mein daal diya aur dhakka marne laga. 

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“Aaaahhhhhhhh chus mera lauda. Dekh kaise meri rakhel mera lavda chus rahi hai.”

  Disha smile dete hue chusne lagi. Gangu bade maje se chuswaya aur jhad gaya Disha ke chehre pe.

  Disha saara cum pee gayi. Dono ek doosre se chipak ke nange lete hue the.

“Aab Gangu aage bhi kuch karo na.”

“Aaja meri raani. Teri chut phadni hai mujhe.”

     Gangu jaise hi chut ke andar lund rakha tabhi kisi ne knock kiya darwaje pe.

“Kaun hai ?”

“Main Gafur chahcha.”

“Arey baap re. Disha uth jao. Chacha aayr hai.” Gangu toorant kapde pehenne laga.

   Disha ko jaise Gafur par jordar ghussa aaya. Mood bigadne aa jo gaya Gafur.

    Darwaja khulne par Gafur andar aaya aur Disha ko dekhkar bola “aacha to is haseena ke saath maje kar rahe the tum.”

  Gangu haste hue bola “aap bhi na. Yaha kaise aana hua ?”

  Gafur beg se saman nikalte hue “yeh saree jo Disha ke liya silwaya tha. Woh dene aaya hoon.”

“Arey wah kya baat hai. Disha yeh raha tumhare liye.”  Gangu ne Disha ko saree diya.

“Gangu jara bahar jakar thoda lakadi lekar aaoge ? Mujhe kuch kaam hai uska ghar mein.”

“Thik hai abhi laata hoon. Disha tum yaha hi raho. Mujhe sirf thoda sa hi waqt lagega.”

  Gangu dodte hue bahar gaya. Disha  ko Gafur ne dekhna shooru kar diya. Disha uncomfortable feel karne lagi. Gafur Disha ke nazdik aake beith gaya. Disha uthkar khadi ho gayi. Gafur ne Disha ko piche se pakad liya. Disha jhatakte hue door khadi ho gayi.

“Door raho mujhse. Maine kaha tha na ki ek hi deen ke liye maine yeh saab kiya tha. Roj kai baar mujhe phone karke pareshaan maat karo.”

“Mujhe tumse pyaar ho gaya hai Disha. Disha tum chaho to meri ho jao. Dekho tumko saari umar pyaar karoonga.”

“Saari umar ? Zindagi aab bachi kitni hai aapke paas.”

“Isiliye keh raha hoon. Dekho Disha mujhe apna bana lo.” Gafur Disha ki taraf aage badha. 

  “Door raho mujhse.” Disha piche ki taraf jaane lagi. 

  Gafur Disha ke paas aa gaya. Disha deewal tak pahuchi. Gafur ne Disha ka haath pakad liya aur bola “Disha mera is duniya mein kuch log hi hai. Lekin mujhe raat ke akele mein pyaar karne wala koi nahi hai. Ek baar mujhse nikah kar lo. Tumhe khush rakhoonga.”

     Gafur aage badha aur Disha ko kiss kiya. Disha khud ko alag kiya aur kaha “Tumhari problem kya hai ? Us waqt tumpe taras karke khud ko tumhare hawale kiya lekin sirf 1 hi baar ke liye aur tum mere piche pad gaye ho.”

“Tum mera pyaar ho Disha.” Gafur aab Disha ko neck kiss karte hue kaha “Gangu ko bhoolkar mere paas aa jao. Main tumhe zindagi ka asli maja doonga.”

   Gafur aab out of control ho gaya aur Disha ke boobs ko upar se dabane laga. Woh jabarjasti karne laga. Disha aab ghusse se dodkar bahar chali gayi. Bina bataye woh bahar chali gayi. Bahar Gangu lakadi lekar aaya aur Disha ko dekhte hi jaane ki wajah poocha aur jawab mein Disha ne Karan ke kaam ka bahana dekar chali gayi. 

   Ghar pahuchate hi Disha ko itna ghussa aa raha tha ki samajh mein use nahi aa raha tha ki kaise Gafur se chutkara paaye. Maan to kar raha tha ki Gafur ko jaan se maar de lekin ghussa sehat ke liye aur dimag ke liye hanikarak hota isiliye ghusse ko thookkar woh aram se shanti dimag se beith gayi. Woh soch rahi thi ki kya aisa koi raasta nahi jisse woh Gafur se chutkara paa sake. 

  
     Kaafi der beithne ke baad Disha ko yaad aaya ki use saman lene ke liye market jaana tha aur woh apna maan ko shaanti dene ke liye market gayi. Disha market gayi aur waha saman lene gayi. Market mein Disha ne ghar ka thoda saman liya. Woh ghar ke liye nikalne wali thi ki piche se kisi ne use bulaya. Disha poche mudi to dekha ki Kalu samne tha. Kalu ke saath ek jawan ladki thi.

“Namaste bhabhi. Kaisi hai aap ?”

“Main thik hoon aur aap ?” Disha ne ladki ki taraf dekha.

“Main thik hoon.”

“Yeh ladki kaun hai ?” 

“Arey yeh. Meri dost hai. Bhabhi jara side mein aana ek baat kehni hai.

    Kalu Disha ko lekar side gaya aur bola “yeh ladki yaha naach gaati hai aur main iska yaar hoon. Ek do deen ke liye hi. Har hafte hum aise hi ek deen ke liye milte hai. Meri tanhai ko yeh door karti hai. Maaf karna bhabhi meri baat galat lage lekin yahi sach hai.”

“Koi baat nahi. It’s ok.”

“Chaliye bhabhi aab main chalta hoon. Ise picture dihane le jaa raha hoon.”

  Disha ne dono ko bye kaha aur apne car mein beith gayi. Car mein beithate hi Disha ka dimag tanka aur use ek mast plan sujha. Woh sochi ki kisi ladki ki jaal mein Gafur ko fasaya jaaye jisse woh nikal jaaye Gafur ki problem se. Lekin aisi ladki milegi kaise ? 
  Disha yahi sochne lagi ki aakhir kaun hogi aisi ladki jiske saath Gafur ko set kiya jaaye. Ek baar koi aisi ladki mil jaye to phir Gafur se asani se chutkara mil sakega. Woh yahi sochti jaa rahi thi. Apne car ko start karke woh ghar ki aur chal di. Thodi der drive ke  aad use ek idea aaya. Woh sochi ki kyon na kisi prostitute ko hire kiya jaaye. Woh agar mil jaye to pakka is Gafur naam ki musibaat se bach jayegi. 

    Lekin prostitute milegi kaha ? Yahi soch rahi thi. Phir uske dimag mein idea aaya ki kyon na slum ke red light area mein jaaye ? Lekin woh jagah kaafi unsafe bhi ho sakta hai. Agar kisi ko pata chal gaya uske baare mein to kuch bhi ho sakta hai uske saath. Lekin jab musibat sar pe ho to kisi bhi tarah ke mushkil ka kaam insaan kar sakta hai. Abhi to musibat sirf aur sirf Gafur hi hai. Lekin kis waqt waha jaaye ? Aur kaise ? Usne socha ki aise waqt jaana thik hoga jaha pe bheed bhaad jyada ho taki kisi ko uske baare mein janane ka waqt hi na mile. 

    Shaam ka waqt tha. Usne khud ko burqa mein dhakka aur car lekar nikal padi slum area ke liye. Slum area waise bhi Disha ke liye bakwas si jagah thi aur to aur uspe se red light area aur bhi bekar. Jagah par pahuchte hi bahut saari ladkiya samne dikhai de rahi thi. Sabhi thik thak the dikhne mein. Disha kisi attractive aur sexy aurat ko dhoond rahi thi. Thodi der burqe mein padi Disha ki nazar ek aurat pe jaati hai. Woh dikhne mein bahut sexy lag rahi thi. Fair skin aur ghatila badan. Disha ne socha ki Gafur ko phasane ke liye yeh ladki sabse best choice hogi.

Car se ishara karte hue Disha ne us aurat ko apne paas bulaya. Woh aurat toorant car mein beith gayi aur car nikal padi aage. 

Aurat :- kya sahab is burqa mein ? Andar aane mein koi problem thi ?

Disha :- ha.

Aurat :- Ya Allah. Yeh to lady ki awaz hai. 

Disha :- Ha mein lady hi hoon.

Aurat :- lady ke saath ??? Iska double rate lagega.

Disha :- oh please. Aisa waisa maat socho. Mein yaha tumhe ek offer dene aayi hoon.

Aurat :- ek raand ko kya offer Rockyi.

Disha :- boora na mano to kuch sawal pooch sakti hoon ?

Aurat :- poocho maidam. Mereko kya boora lagega ?

Disha :- tumhara naam aur age kya hai ? Tumhare ghar mein kon kon hai ?

Aurat :- itna asan sawal. Mera naam Ayesha Siddiqui hain mein 40 ki hoon. Mere ghar mein koi nahi hai. Aab yeh saab chodo aur offer kya hai yeh bolo.

Disha :- Is offer ko agar tum accept karogi to is red light area mein phir se jaane ki jaroorat nahi padegi. 

Ayesha:- aisa kya offer hai ?

Disha :- tumhe ek aadmi ko apne husn ke jhaal mein phasana hoga.

Ayesha  :- yeh to asan hai.

Disha :- itna bhi nahi.

Ayesha :- kyon bada hathiyaar hai kya uska ? Uske baare mein bolo hai kaun woh ? 

     Disha ne Ayesha ko Gafur ke baare mein saab kuch bataya. Uska kaam aur 92 year ki age ke baare mein bhi. 

Ayesha  :- abey 92 year ka buddha ? Pagal ho kya ? Itna buddha aadmi ? Saale badhve se kuch hoga bhi hahahahahahaha.

Disha :- mujhe nahi lena dena ki tum kya uske baare mein soch rahi ho lekin mujhe jawab chahiye ki kya tum yeh offer accept karogi ?

Ayesha :- Lekin paise kitne milenge.

Disha :- aache khase. Utne jitne tum is dhandhe karne mein na kama paati ho.

Ayesha :- Main saab pe bharoda nahi karti. Ek madharchod aaya tha mere paas. Pyaar ke bahane bech diya mujhe is raand bazaar mein.

Disha :- Bharosa karo mujhpe. Is kaam ki wajah se tum humesha ke liye is red light area se nikal sakti ho.

Ayesha :- is area ka bhai mujhe aise mahi jaane dega. Use aacha khasa paisa Rockyi tabhi mujhe jaane dega.

Disha :- ho jayega. Abhi tum jao.

      Car stop hui aur Ayesha ko paisa dekar Disha ne kaha “kaal se mere hisab se kaam karna. Samajh gayi.

Ayesha :- Ha. Aab se aap meri owner ho. 

    
      Disha aage badh gayi. Yeh Disha ke liye badi aachi khabar thi. Bahut jald woh Gafur ke problem se azaad. Disha ne apni car sidha Gangu ke ghar ki taraf  kar diya. Gangu ke ghar pahuchkar Disha daudte hue andar pahuchi. Gangu ne kisi kaam se Disha ko bulaya tha.

Gangu :- Aa gayi meri jaan. 

Disha :- Ha. Gangu saab thik to hai na.

Gangu :- Disha tumse ek dil ki baat kehni thi. 

Disha :- kya ? 

Gangu :- Disha kya tum meri banogi ?

Disha :- Main to tumhari hi hoon. Yeh kaisa sawal pooch rahe ho ?

Gangu :- baat aisi mahi hai. Yeh sawal sunane mein jitna asan hai utna nahi hai.

Disha :- Baat kya hai Gangu ?

Gangu :- Mujhe tumse shaadi karni hai.

Disha :- Yeh kya keh rahe ho tum ? Main pehle se shaadi shuda hoon. 

Gangu :- dekho tum duniya ke liye Karan ki ho lekin mere samne kam se kam meri biwi bani raho to mujhe kitna aacha lagega.

Disha (haste hue):- Waise to main hoon hi na tumhari biwi. 

Gangu :- Majak maat karo. Merw samne ek baar mere naam ka sindoor lagao. Lagao na.

Disha :- yeh kaisi chahat hai tumhari ?

Gangu :- Meri is chahat ko poori kar do na. Main aab buddha hoon. Jyada zindagi nahi bachi hai mere paas. Meri is iccha ko poora nahi kar sakti ?

Disha :- lekin …….

Gangu :- thik hai main bhi galat ummid rakh beitha. Rehne do.

    Disha ko andar se boora lagne laga woh bhi bebas thi lekin Gangu ke liye woh kuch bhi karne ko taiyaar thi. 

Disha :- thij hai Gangu mein shaadi karne ko taiyaar hoon. 

    Gangu ko jaise yeh baat sunane ki iccha poori hoti nazar aayi. Khush hokar Disha ko apni baho mein bhar liya aur bola “Disha mujhe pata tha ki tum sirf meri ho. Tum Karan ko bhi thukra sakti ho mere liye. Lekin tum uski bhi rehna lekin dikhave ke liye  baki tum meri hi rehna.

   Disha ko yeh sunkar aacha laga aur woh bhi aab khush thi aur Gangu ko kiss karke boli “main sirf tumhari hi hoon. Tumhare bina mera jeena namumkin hai. Main humesha ke liye saab chodkar tumhare paas reh sakti hoon. I love you.”

Gangu bhi lip kiss karte hue bola “Disha I love you too.”

“Kab karni hai shaadi ?”

“Kaal karni hai woh bhi raat ko.”

“Aacha to abhi kya mood hai ?”

“Tum ghar jao.”

Disha Gangu ke gaal pe ungli pherte hue “Aaj mood nahi hai kya ?”

“Karne ka mood to hai lekin kaal shaadi ke baad suhagraat karenge. Phir to teri kher nahi.”

” Kaal kya pehnu ?”

“Meri di hui saree.”

“OK.”

“Aab apne ghar jao aur kaal ki taiyaari karni hai mujhe.”

“OK I love you bye.”

“Bye meri jaan.”

Gangu aur Disha dono khush the aaj. Disha apne ghar pahuchi. Woh kaal ki taiyaari mein lag chuki thi. Gangu ko yakin ho chuka tha ki ska jadu Disha pe sawar ho chuka hai. 

                                                                                                       
                                                                                                        DISHA WEDS GANGU
                                                                 
                                                                          

                                   Woh waqt aa chuka tha jab dono premi ek hone wale hai. Disha aur Gangu ki shaadi. Yeh shaadi thodi alag tarah se hone wali hai. Yeh shaadi jungle ke bich honewali hai. Disha apne ghar mein taiyaar ho rahi thi. Gangu ka call aaya aur usne yeh bataya ki use lene dosto mein se koi aayega kyonki woh abhi busy hai. Disha us waqt taiyaar hokar beithi thi. Disha ke ghar ki door bell baji aur samne Manu khada tha.

Manu Disha ko dekhte hue bola “Yakin nahi ho raha ki mere dost ki biwi itni sundar hai.”

Disha ek muskaan ke saath boli “Thank you Manu lekin Gangu yani mera honewala pati ka kya haal hai ?”

“Arey woh marr raha hai aapke liye abhi. Hum saab log kaab se use control karake beithe hai. Aab jaldi chalo warna aapki khubsoorati dekhkar main aapko bhaga ke na le jaoon.” Manu ne aakh marte hue kaha.

“Badmash. Main bhabhi hoon tumhari.”

“Bhabhi ek cheez mangu ?”

“Ha.”

“Ek pappi deni hai gaal pe.”

Disha ne gaal aage badhate hue kaha “Ha deverji le lo pappi.”

     Manu ne Disha ke gaal pe ek pappi di. Dono haste hue shaadi ke liye nikal pade. Jungle ke bich ek alag shaadi honewali hai yeh sochkar Disha ka dil excitement se machal raha tha. Shaadi mein Gangu ke dost Manu, Gafur, Kalu aur kuch poorne dost bhi shamil the. Disha ko dekhkar sabhi buddhe dost ke chehre mein smile aa gayi. Gangu ka haal boora ho chuka tha. Disha ne Gangu ke diye hue saree ko pehna tha.

“Masha allah. Kya lag rahi hai Disha. Wah Gangu tumhar kismat khul gayi.” Gafur ne ghoorte hue kaha. 

“Chalo aab shaadi ke aage ka kaam kare. Disha aur Gangu chalo aab aa jao.” Ek buddhe aadmi ne kaha.

“Lekin kaise yaha pe pandit nahi hai.” Disha ne kaha.

“Aab is jamane mein recording se mantra ho jaata hai. Aa bhi jao dono.” Gafur ne kaha aur saab hasne lage.

   
          Gangu Disha ka haath thamte hue le gaya aur dono ne shaadi ki. Disha ke maang mein Gangu ne sindoor bhar diya aur gale mein mangalsutra. Sabhi log ne dono ko badhi di. Gangu ne Disha ko apne dosto se milwaya. Sabhi logo ne Disha ki khub tarif ki. 

  Kalu Disha se kaha “Lekin Disha bhabhi Gafur chacha ki tareef karni padegi usne kya saree banaya aapke liye.”

“Ha chacha. Sach mein aapne meri biwi ko kya tohfa diya. Agar yeh pari aaj lag rahi hai to isme aapka hi haath hai. Gangu ne sahamat dikate hue kaha.

“Yeh to mera kaam hai.”

“Disha hume chacha ko kuch dena nahi chahiye ?” Gangu ne poocha.

“Ha mere paas dene ko kuch hai. Chacha ghar ka kaam akele hi karte hai unke liye ek maid ka intazaam kiya hai.” Disha ne nehle pe dehla marte hue kaha.

“Arey iski kya jaroorat hai ?” Gafur ne kaha.

“Nahi chacha yeh meri taraf se. Maid ka paisa bhi meri taraf se. Please mana maat karna.”

“Thik hai agar tum keh rahi ho thik hai.” Gafur ne kaha.

   “Waise Disha hum dosto ne tumhare liye kuch gift laaye hai.” Kalu ne kaha.

Gafur Disha aur Gangu ke paas aaya aur gift dete hue kaha “Kholo ise.”

Disha ne gift khola to dekha ki uski ek painting bani hui thi jo use dekhkar hi pasand aa gaya tha.

“Wow. Yeh to bahut khubsoorat painting hai. Mujhe bahut pasand aaya aur main ise apne ghar pe rakhoongi. Thank you Gafur.” Disha ne Gafur ko sweet smile dete hue kaha.

   Phir aage Manu aaya gift lekar jisme ek sandle tha.

“Thank you so much devarji it’s too beautiful.”

Phir Kalu ne gift diya jisme Gangu aur Disha ki tasveer thi jo Kalu ne khicha tha.

“Yeh tasveer aapko Gangu ke baare mein yaad dilata rahega. Dono bahut aache lag rahe ho. Aap na hoti to hum saab ko itni sexy bhabhi na milti. Aap duniya ki sabse khoobsurat aurato mein se ek ho.”

   ‘Awwwwww.” Disha ne pyaar se Kalu ko gale lagaya. 

   Manu ne bola “Yeh to galat hai. Hume bhi gale lagao na.” 

   Sabhi has pade. Phir Disha ne sabhi ke saath photo khichwaya. Aab sabhi dost apne apne ghar chale gaye. Disha ko baho mein bharke Gangu apne ghar le gaya. Disha ko apne kamre mein lejakar kamre ko andar se band karke Gangu ne Disha ko baho mein bhar liya aur kiss kiya. Disha dekhkar bola “Yakin nahi ho raha ki hum ek ho gaye hai. Disha meri raani uuuuuuummmmmm.”

    Disha sharmate hue muh chipake khadi ho gayi. Gangu ne Disha ki kamar ko jhat se pakad liya aur bola “Aab apne pati se kya sharmana ? Chalo aab apne pati ke saath suhagraat manao. Aaaoooo naaaaa.”

     Disha ke sene se pallu hatakar Disha ke samne nanga hone laga Disha ke chehre pe muskaan aa gaya. Gangu Disha ko bed pe leta diya aur sidha kud pada. Dono ek doosre ko kiss karne mein lage hue the. Gangu aaj jyada hi uttejit tha. Disha ke blose ko utarke phek diya aur bola “aao meri rani aaj se main hi tumhara pati hoon.” Disha ke saare kapde phekkar Gangu ne Disha ki taraf apna lund dikhate hue kaha “Aaj maat rokna mujhe. Aaj nahi rukne wala main.”

     Disha ne jhat se lund ko muh mein liya aur chusne lagi. Gangu bada aram se maje le raha tha. 

  “Chus is gande aur buddhe aadmi ke lund ko. Ek amir aurat ko maine apni patni banaya hai. Aaj se yeh aurat meri hai. Kisi ke baap mein himmat nahi ki tujhe mujhse alag kar sake. Main sabhi ko maar doonga jisnme mujhe alag kiya tujhse. Chussssssss aaaaaahhhhhh.”

      Disha ne speed mein lund ko andar bahar lena shuru kar diya. Disha poori tarah se garam ho chuki thi. Apne jeeb se lund ke nichle hisse ko chatne lagi. Lund ko chusne mein Disha aab mahir ho chuki thi. Waise bhi lund African jaisa tha kaala aur mota aur lamba. Gangu apne haath se Disha ke boobs ko masalne laga. Bade jor jor se masalne laga. Disha ne kafi der tak lund ko chusa aur aab woh climax aa gayi. Gangu muh mein jhad gaya.

Gangu beena waqt gawaye chut pe toot pada. Aapne jeeb ko chut mein dalke chusne laga. Disha chilla padi “chuso mere raja chuso. Mujhe aaj tak kisi ne itna maja nahi diya. Mujhe apna gulaam bana lo. Tum jo kahoge woh main karoongi. I am your white slut. Fuck me.”

   Gangu ke sir ko apne chut pe dabakar Disha uske takle pe haath pherne lagi. Disha out of control ho chuki thi. Gangu apni 3 ungli chut mein ghusa diya aur andar bahar karne laga. Itni garam aur tight chut thi ki Gangu bol beitha “Kya chut hai teri. Kisi bhi mard ko pagal bana de. Saaalllllliiiii aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh.”

     Disha ki chut se paani behne laga. Gangu ne paani pee liya. Aab waqt aa chuka tha lund ko gufa mein dalne ka. Disha ko aram karne ka waqt bhi nahi diya aur sidha lund ko daal diya garam chut mein. Gangu ne dhakka marna shuru kar diya.

“Aaaaahhhhhh fuck meeeee. Chodo mujheeeeeee aaaaaahhhhhh uuuuuuuiiiiiiii mmmmmaaaaaa.” Disha ko dard hone laga lekin usme bhi maja aa raha tha se.

“Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh Disha ek baaattttttt hai tujhe jitna chodo kaam hai.” 

“To chodo na main to tumhari hi hoon na.” Disha ne aaakh band kar li.

      Gangu dhakka marte marte kiss kiya aur apne sharir ka poora wajan Disha ke uppar lad diya. Disha apne tange phelakar Gangu ki gand pe haath pherne lagi. Disha ne Gangu ke thook ko nigalna shuru kar diya. Gangu apne jeeb ke neck pe pher raha tha. Woh Disha ke armpit ko katne laga. Disha ko meetha dard ho raha tha. Disha ko aab is duniya mein maja aa raha tha. Aab buddhe aur kaale log use pasand aane lage.

   Gangu apne climax mein aa gaya aur jhad gaya Disha pe. Disha aur Gangu ek saath let gaye. Gangu Disha ke seene pe sir rakhkar leta hua tha.

“Disha kya tum khush ho na ?”

“Ha. Mujhe yeh duniya bahut pasand aa rahi hai. Tum aur tumhare dost mujhe pasand hai. Aab iske aage kahi jaane ka dil nahi kar raha. Mujhe aab yaha hi rehna hai. Tum mujhe aise hi rakhna. Lekin……”

“Lekin kya ?”

“Tumse ek sach kahu to Karan ko divorce dene ka maan kar raha hai. Hum dono kahi bhaag chalte hai jaha hum dono ke sivaay koi na ho. Please Gangu bhaag chalte hai.”

“Nahi Disha. Hum dono aise hi thik hai. Lekin jab bhi tumko bulao aa jaana mere paas.”

   Dono gehri neend mein soye hue the. Phir wapis 2nd round pe lag gaye.

                 Dosto yeh to tha Disha aur Gangu ke zindagi ki nayi shuruat hai. Dosto yeh update kaisa laga zaroor batana. Lekin dosto ek na ek deen Disha, Simran, Ayesha aur koi doosri in buddho ki basti mein aag lagane aayegi aur shayad yahi duniya mein rehne humesha aa jayegi aur shuruaat abhi se hi ho gayi.

Disha aur Gangu ki dhamakedar chudai ke baad, Gangu gehri neend mein so raha tha. Disha ki neend udi to dekha ki subah ke 7 baaj chuke the. Disha ne bina awaj kiye haath mein phone liya aur bahar gayi. Call list mein se Ayesha ko call kiya.

Ayesha :- Hello.

Disha :- Suno main Disha bol rahi hoon. Plan ke husab se kya tum taiyaar ho ?

Ayesha :- Ha. Lekin abhi aaj hi nahi dheere dheere seduce karna behtar hoga. Warna agar use shaq hua to ?

Disha :- Bilkul sahi kaha tumne. Abhi to filhal sirf waha kaam hi karo aur Gafur ka dil jeeto. 

Ayesha :- Agar us buddhe ko mujhe dekhkar hi tharak chad gayi to ?

Disha :- to kar lena sex. Yahi to tumhara kaa hai seduce and sex.

Ayesha  :- Thoda mushkil hai.

Disha :- thik hai. Woh paise mujhe de do aur chali jao apne raand khane mein jaha se maine tumhe nikala hai.

Ayesha  :- nahi nahi. Mujhe nahi jaana waha. Aap jo kahogi woh hoga.

Diaha :- Good. Aab  baad mein call karoongi. 

     Disha  room ke andar gayi to dekha abhi bhi Gangu ghode bechke so raha hai. Disha bhi thoda thaki hui thi. Kaal poori raat bhar heavy sex jo kiya tha Gangu ke saath. Gangu ke baju jakar usi ke kambal mein ghus gayi aur nangi so gayi. Gangu bhi thoda thaka hua tha aur Disha ke saath chipak ke so gaya. 

       Manu roj ki tarah kaam ke liye apne ghar se nikal pada aur pahucha Simran ke ghar. Simran ne jaab Manu ko dekha to thoda ghussa hui. 

“5 deen tak the kaha ? Simran ne ghusse mein poocha.

“Teri gaand marne ka plan kar raha tha.” Manu bhi chillate hue bola.

“You bastard. Teri aukat kya hai ? Tune mujhse aisi gandi baat ki ?”

“Tujh jaisi ladki se aise hi baat karni chahiye. Na tameez na koi dhang kisi se baat karne ka.” Manu ghusse mein bola.

“Listen you…..”

“Sssssahhhhhh.” Manu ne chup rehne ka ishara karte hue kaha “awaz nichi. Aab main jaa raha hoon kaam karne aur ha mujhe disturb maat karna kaam ke waqt.”  Manu waha se chala gaya.

     Simran ka ego hurt hone laga. Ek buddha naukar use suna ke chala jata hai aur woh kuch kar bhi nahi paati. 

    
     Yaha Simran ka para chatka hua tha to waha Gafur ka. Subah ke 10 baaj chuke the aur yeh caretaker aab tak nahi aayi. 1 ghanta late. Woh sochne laga ki aaj jo ki iska pehla deen hai. Usme late hui to aage jaakae woh kitni gutli maregi kaam se. Tabhi Gafur ke ghar ke bahar kisi ne knock kiya. Gafur ne awaz sunte hi darwaja khola to samne dekha ki Ayesha khadi hai. 

“Tum Ayesha ho na ? Yaha ka kaam karne aayi ho ?” Gafur ne poocha.

“Ha main hi Ayesha hoon. Dishaji ne mujhe is kaam ke liye bheja hai.” Ayesha ne kaha.

“To ek bata. Kya tere paas ghadi hai ?” Gafur ne thoda ghusse mein poocha.

“Ha hai.”

“To phir saali late kyon hui. Time pe jo nahi aata to mera kitna dimag garam hota hai. Chal andar aa aur sabse pehle room saaf kar mera.” Gafur ne uuchi awaz mein kaha.

   
     Ayesha ghar ke andar aayi.

“Waise tera poora naam kya hai ?” Gafur ne tokte hue poocha.

“Ayesha Siddiqui.”

“Oh to tu Musalmaan hai ?”

“Ha.”

“Nikah hua hai tera ?”

“Nahi.”

“Tabhi to saali tu late hui. Agar shauhar hota to maar maar ke tujhe time pe aane jaane ki adat sikhata. Chal aab jaa yaha se aur kaam kar.” 

     Ayesha ghar ke kaamo mein lag gayi. Room saaf karne ke baad woh kitchen ka kaam karne lagi. Woh khana bana rahi thi ki tabhi Disha ka call aaya.

Ayesha  :- hello.

Disha :- kaam ho raha hai ?

Ayesha  :- yeh buddha bahut chillata hai. 

Disha :- Kitne baje ghar aayi ?

Ayesha :- aaj 1 ghanta late hua.

Diaha :- Aise kaise chalega ? Tum late maat hona kaal se. Tum aache se kaam karo. Gafur tumse attract ho jaye aisa kaam karo. Suno tumhari naukri ka time hai subah 9 baje se shaam ke 5 baje tak. 

Ayesha :- Thik hai. 

Disha :- woh kya karta hai, kab khana khata hai, dawai leta hai air kab sota hai in saab baato ka dhyan tumhe rakhna hoga aur har chiz time se karna. Waise bhi tum sexy bhi ho to thoda sa apni ada bhi dikha dena jisse woh tumhe chahne lage.

     Tabhi Gafur ki jor se awaz aati hai.

Ayesha :- aacha mujhe phone rakhna hoga. Baad mein baat karti hoon.

     Ayesha ne phone cut kar diya.

     Waha Manu kaam kar raha tha. Uski nazar ek tasveer pe gayi jo Simran ki thi. Manmohak aur sexy lag rahi thi Simran us tasveer mein. Manu us tasveer ko dekhta reh gaya.

 Piche se Simran ne awaz lagate hue kaha “kaam karo kaam. Mujhe ghoorne se kuch nahi hoga.”

“Aapko kaha ghoor raha hoon. Main to tasveer dekh raha hoon.”

“Yeh meri tasveer meri hai.”

“To maine kab kaha ki yeh Zareen Khan ki hai.”

“Tum kaam to karte nahi ho. Bekar ka bahana deke kaam chori karte ho.”

“To khud hi karlo na apne ghar ki safai mujhe maaf karo.”

“Nalla aadmi. Bekar kahi ka. Kaam karta nahi. Mujhe ghoorne ke alwa koi kaam nahi hai tere paas.”

“Tumhare paas bhi koi kaam nahi hai ? Jab dekho mere piche. Main jo karta rehta hoon piche se aakar tok deti hai. Jaa apna kaam kar mere piche piche maat chala kar.”

“Tujh jaise badsoorat aadmi ko main kyon dekhu ?” Simran ne sunate hue kaha.

“Tujhse aachi to mujhe yeh tasveer lagti hai. Kaam se kaam iame to tu chilla nahi rahi hai.”

     Simran ghusse se aage badhi aur us tasveer ko ithake phek diya balcony se. Manu ko jaise koi farq hi mahi pada. Lekin aag mein ghee lagana to uska banta hi tha  na.

“Is tasveer pe ghussa kyon utara ?” Manu ne haste hue poocha.

“Isiliye kyonki yeh tasveer tumhe pasand hai.”

“Meri pasand ki har chiz tabah karegi ?”

“Ha.”

“Sach mein ?”

“Ha bilkul.” Simran ne is baar jyada jor se chillate hue kaha. 

“To khud ko bhi tabah karde.”

“Kya matlab ?”

“Tu bhi to meri pasand hai.” Aab Manu is baat pe jor se haas diya.

“Yo bastard.” Itna kehkar Simran Manu pe toot padi.

      
        Simran Manu ko marne lagi. Woh lagatar punch marne lagi. Manu thodi der kuch nahi kiya phir baad mein use ghussa aane laga aur sidha Simran ka haath pakadke apni aur khicha. Simran ne jawab mein phir se ek thappad mara. Thappad itna jordar tha ki Manu ka ghussa kyada ho gaya aur ghusse mein isne Simran ko dhakka mara. Simran sidha bed pe gir gayi. Isse pehle Simran kuch karne jaati tabhi Manu uspar chad gaya. Simran ke dono haatho ko kaas ke pakaf liya. Simran khud ko chudane ki bahut koshish ki lekin kuch mahi kar paa rahi thi. Manu ne aur jor se haath daboch diya. Aab Simran haar maan gayi.

“Sun saali. Yeh marne ka kaam kisi aur ke saath karna. Mere samne nahi. Saali teri maa ki aankh. Tu mujhe maregi ? Main agar chahu to is thappad ka jawab ya to tujhe thappad marke deta ya phor isi bistat pe tera bang karke deta lekin mahi aisa nahi karooga. Tu mujhe pasand hai. Tere jism pe ek kharoch mujhe majoor nahi. I love you.”

“Chod de mujhe kaminey.”  Simran chillate hue boli.

     Aab Simran isse jyada aur kuch chilla ke bolti, ki Manu ne use toorant lip koss kar liya. Woh lagatar apna muh hatane ki koshish ki lekin Manu ne apne lips ki pakad se uske lips ko dabach liya. Dono ek doosre se chipke hue the. Manu lagatar lip lock kar raha tha.

 Kareeb 2 minute ki rough kiss ke baad Manu bed se uth gaya aur apni pakad Simran se alag kar di.

“You son of a bitch.” Simran ne gaali dete hue kaha.

“Gaali maat de jaaneman. Tere liye aacha mahi hoga.”

“Get out from my house. You ugly old bastard.”

“Jaoonga lekin kuch lekar.”

      Itna bolkar woh toorant Simran ne cupboard ki taraf gaya aur use khol diya. Waha usne ek drover khola jisme Simran ki bra padi thi. Us bra ko uthakar bola “teri yaad mein ise sunghata rahoonga. Meri jaan kaal aaunga wapis.”

“Meri bra wapis karo.” Simran ne kaha.

“Nahi doonga. Jo hota hai karle.” Itna bolkar Manu waha se chala gaya. 

Ghusse ki wajah se khud pe control na hone ki wajah se Simran wild tarah se chillane lagi. 

        Delhi ki jungle mein bhookamp aa gaya tha. 

“Aaaaahhhhhh oooooooo come o  darling. Aur jor se.”

“Kar raha hoon meri raani. Teri chut phad doonga. Tu baas maje kar.”

“Fuck me Gangu. Fuck me. Aaaaaaahhhhbhhhhhh.”

“Chilla jitna chillana hai chilla. Yaha koi mahi aanewala. Meri jaan aaaaaaaaaeeeeeeeeee.”

“Kaal raat se 8 round sex ka chala aur aabbbbbbbb yeh 9th round. Uuuuuuummmmmm.”

“Aaaabbbhhhiii to aur chudegi tu. Chal aab taiyaar ho ja main jhadne wala hoon. 

        Gangu jhad gaya Disha pe aur dono phir se thakkar so gaye. 

       Delhi ki slum area ka scene bhi thoda ajib tha. Ayesha khana banake Gafur ke paas aayi.

“Khana laga doon ?” Ayesha ne Gafur se poocha.

“Chal laga de.” Gafur sofa se uthkar bola. 

       
          Dopahar ke khane ke baad, Gafur ganja phookne ke liye beith gaya. Ayesha bhi samne beithke sabji kaat rahi thi.

   “Aacha soon. Tu mahine ka kitna legi.”

“Disha memsaab se baat ho gayi. Mahine ka RS 20000.”

“Itne saare paise ?”

“Kaam bhi to bada hai.”

“Kitna bada ?”

“Subah 9 baje se shaam ke 5 bane tak.”

“Thik hai. Tujhe neend aa rahi hai to so ja.”

“Ji nahi main thik hoon.”

“Hmmm. Aab chal ja aur mere liye kava banake la.”

     
        Ayesha kava banane chali gayi. Shaam ke 5 baaj chuke the. Apne hisse ka kaam poora karke Ayesha jaane ko taiyaar hui. 

   “Main jaun aab. Time ho gaya.”

“Aaj 1 ghanta late lekin jaane ke liye time to time. Wah sahi hai.” Gafur ne negative tone marte hue kaha.

“Kaal se time pe pahuch jaoongi.”

“Hmmmm. Chal ja. Shaam ho gayi hai.”

        Ayesha darwaja jaise hi open ki tabhi Gafur bol pada “abey o. Soon aise jayegi ?”

   “Ha. Jaungi to aise hi.”

“Abey burqa kyon nahi pehna ?”

“Laayi nahi.”

“Kaal se yaad karke pehen ke aana. Gali mein kai gunde log rehte hai. Tumhe yaha se jaane aane mein dikkat hogi. Aur ha kaal time se aana. Aur jaate jaate mere room se burqa leja. Ladki hai thoda taizib se rehna. Musalmaan mein yeh saab nahi chalta.”

         Ayesha Burqa lekar bahar chali gayi.

         “Ohhhhh Gangu yeh 15th round complete hua. Kaal raat se aaj shaam tak sirf sex hi sex hua. Aab aur nahi ho sakta.”

         Gangu jhad chuka tha. Dono thake bue the. Gangu bahar chala gaya thodi der ke liye. Disha ko thodi si neend aa gayi.

        Thodi der baad Disha ki neend udi to dekha ki sharir kasa hua hai. Thik se aankhe khuli to haath pair rassi se vandhe hue the. Samne Gangu nanga khada tha. Disha ko kuch samajh mein nahi aaya.

   “Gangu yeh kya hai ?” Disha raasi se bandhi hui thi.

“16th round. Tujhe baandhke chodne wala hoon “

“Baas karo Gangu 25 gante ho chuke hai. Aab aur nahi sex hoga. 15 round ho chuke hai.”

“16th round ke liye taiyaar ho ja. Hahahahahahaha.”

“Oh baby noooooooo.” Disha chilla uthi.

        Gangu wild tarah se shooru ho gaya.

       Disha aur Gangu ki chudai ka session khatam hua. Disha bahut jyada thaki hui thi. Gangu thodi der aram karke utha. Dono bahut khush the. Dono ek doosre se behad pyaar karne lage. Disha in buddho ki duniya mein khud ko khushi mehsoos karti thi. Garib, low class beggars, old ugly men use pasand aane lage. Gangu aur uske dost use bahut aache lagne lage. Gangu jis tarah se use sexually pleasure deta hai, usse woh jyada khush rehti thi. Gangu ke gande smelly body use aab aacha lagta hai. Gangu ki hawas aab badhti jaa rahi thi. Woh Disha ko apni personal asset ki tarah use karta tha. Gangu ka sapna tha kisi amir aurat ke saath apni hawas bujhana. Disha ke zariye woh apna shauk poora kar raha tha. Disha ke pati Karan ko bhi nahi pata tha ki Gangu ko apni zindagi mein laakar usne kya kar diya. Jo Gangu ko woh baap ki nazar se dekhta tha wohi Gangu Disha ko apne bistar pe roj chodta tha. Woh buddha Disha ko har waqt yeh ehsaas dilata rehta tha ki woh aab uski hi hai aur woh jaab chahe uske saath kuch bhi kar sakta hai. Gangu ki wajah se Disha aab Karan se door hone lagi. Karan ko woh pyaar to karti thi lekin Gangu ke liye woh kuch bhi kar sakti thi. Agar Gangu use apna ghar chodkar uske saath bhaag jaane ko kahe to woh bina soche samjhe Ganu ke saath bhaag jaane ko bhi taiyaar thi.

 Disha aur Gangu saath mein beithkar breakfast kar rahe the. Gangu ne apna nashta poora kiya aur plate saaf karke beith gaya bed pe. Gangu aab samajh chua tha ki Disha aab uske control mein hai. Woh aab ali pati ki tarah Disha ke saath rehna chahata tha. Disha bhi kaam poora karke Gangu ke paas a gayi. 

“Disha main tumhara kaun hoon ?”

“Tum mere pati ho.”

“Is ghar mein main hi saab hoon yeh tum jaanti ho na.”

“Ha.”

“Disha ek baat sun lo. Aab se mein hi tmhara pati hoon jaab tak tum is ghar mein ho. Tum is waqt mere ghar mein ho aur jab bhi tum yaha pe hogi tab tak tum Karan ko apna pati nahi manogi. Main hi tumhara pati hoon aur main jo bhi kahoo woh tumhe manana padega. Tum mere ijajat ke bina kuch bhi yaha nahi kar sakti. Tum jab bhi yaha rahogi ek patni ki tarah yaha khana banaogi, ghar ki safai karogi aur mujhe respect se bulaogi. Samjhi.”

“Ji Ganguji. Main saab samajh gayi.”

“Hmmmm. Aab chalo pehle ghar ki safai karo aur phir khana bhi tumhe banana hai. Main thodi der ke liye bahar jaa raha hoon. Tumhare liye kuch le aaon ?”

“Nahi Ganguji. Aaj khane mein kya khayenge aap ?”

“Jo bhi bana de kha loonga. Aur suno mere kuch kapde pade hai. Dho dena un kapdo ko.”

“Ha.”

       Gangu kaam se bahar chala gaya. Disha ko thoda ajeeb lag raha tha. Gangu aab use ek housewife ki tarah treat kar raha tha. Woh ghar ki safai mein lag gayi. Ghar ka kaam karna Disha ne shooru kar diya. Gangu bahar bazar mein gaya. Disha ne ghar ko aache se saaf kiya. Aab Disha khana banane lagi. Woh kaam mein busy ho chuki thi. 

    Khana banate samay phone ring hui. Disha ne dekha to Ayesha ka call tha.

“Ha bolo. Kis liye phone kiya ?”

“Woh main keh rahi hoon ki Gafur abhi ghar pe nahi hai.”

“Ha to ?”

“Matlab yeh hai puchane ka ki gaye kaha woh ?”

“Masjid gaye honge. Baas thodi der mein aa jayenge.”

“Aap itna saab kuch kaise jaanti hai unke baare mein ?”

“Ho gaya tumhara bekar ka sawal ? Kaam karo kaam. Roj aache se kaam karogi to paise jyada doongi. Pehle imandari se kaam karo phir Gafur ko apni jaal mein phasao.”

“Yeh buddha bahut hi ajib hai. Mujhse bahut hi rood mein baat karta hai.”

“Koi baat nahi. Saab ho jayega. Tum baas kaam karo. Chalo baad mein baat karti hoon.”

“Thik hai bye.”

     
    1 ghante baad Disha ne khana bana liya. Woh Gangu ki raah dekh rahi thi. Thodi der baad Gangu bhi aa gaya. 

“Aap aa gaye. Chaliye aap fresh ho jaiye phir khana khate hai.”

“Aaya main. Chal tu khana nikal.”

      Disha ne khana taiyaar kiya. Gangu haath mooh dhone ke liye andar gaya. Disha Gangu ke kapde ko uthaya. Jaise hi shirt uthaya ki ek paper aur envelope gira. Disha ne envelop ko dekha tk usme kisi ka address likha hua tha jisse saaf saaf lag raha tha ki kisi ka letter hoga. Lekin sawal yeh tha ki Gangu ko koi letter kyon bhejega ? Woh to waise bhi akela rehta hai. Yahi soch mein woh letter padhne wali thi ki Gangubaa pahicha aur Disha ke haath se letter le liya aur bola “kya hua saab thik to hai na ?”

“Ha saab thik hai.” Disha ne kaha.

      Dono ne saath mein khana khaya. Gangu khane ke baad thodi der bed pe let gaya. Disha bartan aur kitchen saaf karke Gangu ke bagal let gayi. Disha ne dekha ki Gangu kuch bol nahi raha tha. Kuch tension mein lag raha tha. Aisa lag raha tha ki kuch bhi thik nahi hai. Agar saab thik hota to abhi Gangu sidha Disha pe toot padta.

“Kya hua ? Saab thik to hai na ? Itne tension mein kyon ho ?”

“Kuch nahi. Chal so ja. Neend aa rahi hai.” Gangu ne doosri taraf pith karke sone laga. 

    Disha yeh bhi dekh rahi thi Gangu ki nazar baar baar letter pe hi jaa rahi thi. Woh us letter ko dekhkar kabhi chinta mein to kabhi aacha mehsoos ho raha ho waise react kar raha tha. Dopahar ke 1 baje the. Dekhte dekhte dono ko neend aa gayi. 2 ghante tak dono aise hi gehri neen mein soye hue the. Dopahar ke 3 baje Disha  ki neend udi. Woh bed se uthkar bahar chali gayi. Bahar thodi der aise hi beithi aur jab maan na laga to wapis room ke andar aa gayi. Disha bed ke paas pade chair pe beith gayi. Disha ka maan nahi lag raha tha. Thoda bore mehsoos kar rahi thi. Disha yaha waha dekh rahi thi ki aakhiri nazar us letter pe gayi. Letter darwaje ke hook pe latke shirt ke andar pada hua tha. Disha ka maan hua ki letter ko dekhe lekin kuch nahi kiya. Thodi der tak aise hi beithi lekin aab use woh baat jaanane ki iccha hui. Woh khud ko rok na aaki aur toorant chalkar us letter ko haath mein le liya. Envelope ko jaise hi haath mein liya to dekha ki andar letter tha hi nahi. Disha nirash hokar piche ki taraf mudi ki dskha Gangu samne khada hai. 

“Aakhir maan kar gaya na woh letter padhne ka ?”

“Nahi woh main uske liye nahi gayi thi.” Disha ne mooh latkate hue kaha. Aise baat kar rahi thi ki koi chor police ke samne jaise khada ho.

“To kya kar rahi thi waha pw ?”

“Ji main woh….”

“Saab samajhta hoon. Jhoot maat bolo mujhse. Tumhe janana hai na ki aakhir kya hai us letter mein. Is duniya mein mujhe yeh letter bhejne wala kon hai ? Kai sawal chal raha hoga na  maan mein ? Chalo waise bhi tumhe bahut jald apne zindagi ki ek sachai batane wala tha lekin chalo abhi hi sahi.”

“Konsi sachai ? Kaisi sachai ?” Disha thoda hairan hokar poochi.

“Yeh letter pata hai kisne mujhe bheja ? Mere parivaar ne.”

“Kya ? Tumhara parivaar ? Matlab tum…….”

“Ha yeh sach hai ki main ek parivaar wala aadmi hoon.”

“Mujhse kyon chupaya yeh saab Gangu tumne ? Kahi tum mujhe ……”

“Chup bilkul chup. Main samajh raha hoon ji tu kya mehsoos kar rahi hai. Leki  yeh maat sochna ki main tujhe dhokha ya phir chodke chala jaoonga.”

“Mujhe is sach ke baare mei  kyon nahi bataya ?” 

“Aab to bata diya.”

“Gangu tum jhoothe kahi ke.” Disha ne thodi oochi awaz mein aankho mein aansu ko rokte hue kaha.

“Mujhe maaf karo.”

“Kya maaf ? Ghatiya aadmi ho tum. Tumhara parivaar. Matlab biwi bachche ?”

“Hahahaha.” Gangu jor se hasne laga. 

    Disha ko samajh mein nahi aaya ki woh hasa kyon ? Chillate hue poochi “has kyon rahe ho besharam insaan m”

Apni hasi ko rokte hue kaha “yeh besharmi wali hasi nahi hai. Yeh to main apni kismat pe has raha hoon. Kya kaha tumne biwi bachche  ?:

“Ha dhokebaaj ha.” Disha ne chillate hue kaha.

“Disha yeh biwi aur bachche. Yeh jo chiz hai na woh insaan ki zindagi mein kisi bhi aadmi ko khush kar de. Mere naseeb mein woh khushi kaha. Khushi hai lekin aadhi adhoori.”

“Saaf saaf bolo baat kya hai ? Yeh pehli maat bujhao samnjhe.”

“Disha meri koi biwi nahi. Mere bachche bhi nahi hai. Lekin 2 poti jaroor hai.”

“Kya ? Lekin biwi bachcho ka kya ?”

“Bhagwan bada hi berehem hai Disha. Meri zidagi se un dono ko le gaya. Meri zindagi ko dard, akelapan aur dukh se bhar diya. Meri zindagi berang sa kar diya. Aaj mere zindagi mein kuch log hi hai.”

“Kon kon hai tumhare ghar mein ?”

“Mera ghar gaon mein padta hai. Jaha meri 2 poti (granddaughter) ek pota (grandson) chachera bhai sirf yahi log rehte hai.”

   Sachai jaan lene ke baad Disha ka ghussa thoda kaam hua. Woh aab Gangu pe ghussa karna baand kar di.

“Aur kon kon hain ? Ya sirf itne hi hai.” Disha ne thoda kadak awaz mein kaha.

“Aur ek hai.”

“Kon ?”

“Tum.”

“Gangu lekin……”

“Main samajh sakta hoon ki tum abhi ghusse mein ho. Lekin main tujhe khona nahi chahata. Tu meri pyaar aur pyaas hai jise main chah kar bhi nahi bujha sakta. I love you.”

Disha ki aankho mein aasu aa gaye aur woh rote hue Gangu se lipat gayi aur boli “I love you too.”

     Gangu ne Disha ki nazook kamar ko dabate hue kaha “Dekho Disha mere liye tum bahut kuch ho.”

“Kya tumhare ghar walo ko yeh saab pata hai ?”

“Ha. Unko saab pata hai ki maine shaadi kar li.”

Disha thoda ghabrate hue boli “Kya ? Woh log kafi ghusse mein honge ki tumne ek shaadi shuda aurat se shaadi kar li.”

“Maine unse jhoot bola hai. Maine kaha ki tum kuwari thi aur humne ek doosre se pyaar kiya hai aurshaadi bhi kar li.” Ganu ne dilasa dete hue kaha.

“Tumne un saab se jhoot kaha. Agar unhe pata chal gaya to ?”

“Kuch bhi pata nahi chalega. Main kuch pata nahi lagne doonga.”

“Agar tumhare dosto ne ke diya to ?”

“Nahi kahenge. Aur agar kisi ne bhi kaha to unki maa chod daloonga.” Gangu thoda uchi awaz mein bola.

“Gangu mujhe bahut ajeeb lag raha hai.”

“Disha main chahata hoon ki aaj raat mein tumhe apne gaon le jaoon.”

“Kya ? Impossible. Mujhe darr lag raha hai.”

“Darne wali kya baat hai ? Darr to waise mujhe bhi lag raha hai lekin tumhare jitna nahi. Chalo warna mera rishta un saab se bigad jayega. Dekhte hai ki woh log tumhe apnayenge ya nahi.”

“Agar nahi apnaya to ?”

“Tu sirf meri hai. Baat galat maat kiya kar. Agar aisa nahi hua to bhi tu meri rahegi. Kisi ki aukat nahi ki meri maal ko mujhse alag kare.”

       Dono ek doosre ki baato se sehmat hue lekin phir bhi kahi nakahi darr lag raha tha Disha ko. Ek amir aurat alag duniya mein jaanewali thi. Ek aisi duniya jaha garibi, bina suvidha ki zindagi aur low class ke log hi jyada ho. Disha ko samajh mein nahi aa raha tha ki aakhir woh kaise rahegi waha pe ? Woh duniya jo use lag anubhav ki taraf le jayega kya usme log use apnayenge ? Sawal bahut saare the Disha ke maan mein. 

     Dekhte dekhte raat ho chuki thi. Gangu aur Disha taiyaar ho gaye gaon jaane ko. Kisi ko shaq na ho isiliye Gangu ne Disha ko cheap quality ki saree pehna di. Jisse bahar ke logo ko ata na chale ki Gangu ke saath koi high class family ki aurat hai. Dono ghar se thodi door ek bus station mein pahuche. Raat ke 11 baje the isiliye poora bus station khali aur sumsaan pada hua tha. Gangu ne bus ki ticket li. Bus ko chalu hone mein 30 minute ki deri thi. Dono bahar beithe hue the.

   “Kya hua aab ? Itna ghabrai hui kyon hai ?” Gangu ne poocha.

  “Main ek alag duniya mein jaanewali hoon. Darr thoda sa lag raha hai.”

“Saala isme darna kya ? Aab aadat daal de. Agar mere ghar walo ne tujhe apna liya to tujhe adat dalni padegi aisi duniya mein rehne ki. Tab tera sasural mera gaon hi hoga. Tujhe aana hi padega bulane par. Samjhi mana tu kar nahi sakti ab chahe ise meri dhamki kyon na samajh.” Gangu aab thoda abusive tarike se baat karne laga.

“Mera sasural tumhara gaon ?”

“Tera pati hoon main. Sun ek baat dhyan se sun le. Aab tak tu teri marji se rehti thi lekin mere ghar mein teri ek bhi nahi chalegi. Apni jagah yaad rakhna. Tu apni marji nahi chala sakti. Samjhi mere ghar mein tu ek garib aadmi ki patni bankar rahegi. Tujhe jo bola jaaye woh karegi aur agar badi galti ki to mujhe ghuusa bhi aa sakta hai phir tu samajh ja.”

‘To kya mujhe maroge aap ?”

“Ha. Au ek baat mujhe Gangu maat bula samjhi mujhe respect se bula. Kuch deen mere gaon mein rehna hoga tujhe.”

“Lekin aise kaise ? Matlab kitne deen.”

“10 se 15 deen.”

“Itne saare deen ?”

“Itne mein hi halat kharab ho gayi. Bahut jald tujhe saari zindagi rehna padega.”

“Jaha aap main waha. Aap kahoge to aab se saari zindagi gaon mein rahoongi.”

“Soch le Electricity nahi hai waha, ghar mein A.C ya fridge nahi hai. Reh payegi in saab ke bina ?”

“Reh loongi saari zindagi. Mujhe tumse pyaar hai.”

“Ek baar mere parivaar wale tujhe swikar le phir to tujhe apne jaisa bana doonga. Meri bahut saari tamanna hai.”

“Konsi tamanna ?”

“Tujhe apne bachche ki maa banane ka. Tujhe humesh ke liye waha hi rakhne ka.”

“Ssssshhhhh. Aap bhi na. Mujhe sharam aa rahi hai.”

“Sharam aa rahi hai saali ko. Lekin dekh yeh sharam teri maa chodane gayi. Samjhi. Tere saath main kuch bhi kar sakta hoon. Mujhe mana karna maat. Warna bahut boori saja doonga. Aab se main tere saath jo karoon use pati dharam ki swikarna.”

“Jo aap kahe.”

“Chal bus mein. Time ho raha hai. Kisi ko bhi apni chikni shakal maat dikhana warna saali teri gaand maroonga. Chal ooth.”

Aab Gangu thoda abusive hone laga. Disha ko woh aab apna maal samajh raha tha. Aab use maloom pad gaya ki Disha uske khilaf nahi jayegi. Woh aab Disha ke dmag pe havi hona chahata tha. 

   Dono bus mein beith gaye. Bus andar se bahut jyada ganda aur badboodar tha. Itna badboo ki koi bhi ulti karde. Disha ki halat kharab hui.

 Bus mein poora andhera tha. Disha khidki ke paas thi aur Gangu baju mein tha. Andhere mein Disha ghabra rah thi. Bus mein mitti aur dhool jyada thi. Bus ne apni raah aur raftar pakad li. Bus ke andar sirf 20 log the aur saab ke saab gaon wale. Raat ke andhere mein kuch nahi dikh raha tha. Gangu ne fayda uthaya isi baat ka aur Disha ki kamar ko pakad liya. Disha thoda chauk gayi.

“Chodo mujhe. Koi dekh lega.”

“Mood maat bigad. Saala koi kuch nahi dekh payega. Baato ki maa maat chod aur Sidha mereko kiss kar.”

‘Nahi.”

“Mana karti hai saali.” Gangu jabarjasti karte hue Disha ke lips ko kiss kiya aur apne paan ki gaandi laar mooh mein chod diya. Disha ko majbooran yeh saab karna pada. Pehle pehle darr laga lekin aab maja bhi aane laga. Gangu apni jeeb se Disha ke blouse ko chaatne laga, Blouse ko nicha karke boobs chusne laga. Dono ek doosre se chipke hue the. Gangu navel ke andar ungli daalkar andar bahar kar raha tha. Disha ne pallu ke andar Gangu ko daal diya. Gangu bahar se hi chut ko masal raha tha. Disha ke chut se paani chuta. Gangu josh mein aakar Disha ke kamar pe bite kiya.

“Hmmmm mere raja kitne sexy harkat karte hoooooo tuuuummmm.”

“Paan khayegi ?”

“Ha.”

Gangu toorant Disha ko kiss kiya aur apne mooh mein pade paan ka chota sa hissa Disha ke mooh mein daal diya. Disha bina rooke Gangu ke mooh se aaya paan kha gayi. Dirty sex mein mahir aab dheere dheere Disha hone lagi.  Gangu aab khud pe control kiya aur bola “Aab aram se beith ja. Baaki ka kaa kaal.”

“Gaon yaha se kitna door hai ?”

“250 km door hai. Kaal subah 5 baje pahuchenge.”

“apne parivaar ke baare mein kuch batao na.”

     Gangu Disha se apne parivaar ke baare mein batane laga. Ghar mein uske 4 log rehte hai. Do poti hai jiska naam Lali aur Pinky hai. Dono ki age 20  aur 18 hai. Pote ka naam Manoj hai jiski umar 10 saal aur chahchere bhai ka naam Meva hai jiski umar 70 saal ki hai. Government school mein retired watchman. Pension mein 6000 rupees. Lekin in saab se ghar a kharcha nahi chalta. Isiliye Gangu pehle naukri karta tha lekin umar ki wajah se usne bhik mangana shooru ar diya. Kyonki buddhe aadmi pe log jyada rehem karte hai isiliye bikh mein jyada Gangu ko milne laga. Dono potiyan padhai karti hai aur pota sarkari school mein padhai karta hai. 

   Raat bhar bus ki sawari ke baad subah ke 6 baje bus gaon ki taraf pahuchne lagi. Gangu ne Disha ko uthaya aur gaon aanewala hai aisa kaha. Rasta bahut hi kharab tha aur pichdat ilaka tha. Under develop area tha. 

Bus gaon ke bahar ek kachi sadak pe rooki. Dono bus se utare. Bus ke lagatar jhatke se aur baar baar Gangu ke jabarjati wali kiss aur licking ki wajah se Disha bahut thaki hui thi. Woh bahut jyada thaki hui thi. Gaon mein kachi sadak hi thi. Subah subah kuch log majdoori ke liye nikal pade. Koi haath mein lota lekar khet ki taraf jaa rahe the to kuch log subah subah ganja phook rahe the. Disha aur Gangu aage badhte gaye. Thodi doori mein Gangu ka ghar aa gaya.

 Ghar waise bahut poorana tha. Ghar mein 3 room the, ek angan, 2 bathroom aur ek toilet tha. Toota phoota ghar tha. Bahar se Gangu ke knock kiya. Andar se ek ladki ne darwaja khola. Woh ladki thi Pinky jo Gangu ki choti poti thi. Gangu ko dekhkar sabse pehle Gangu ke pair chua.

“Jeeti rahe. Kaisi hai tu ?”

“Thik hoon dadaji.”

“Baki saab kaha hai ?”

“Abhi boolati hoon.” 
   
      Disha ko dekhkar Pinky andar gayi aur sabko bulaya. Sabhi log aaye. Lali ne Disha ka beg uske haath se lete hua kaha “Laiye didi main uthati hoon. Aap beithiye.”

“Didi nahi dadi bol. Yeh teri dadi hai.” Gangu ne kaha.

       Ek aeeb sa feeling Lali mein aayi. Lali ki umar 20 saal aur Disha ki 29. Ek 29 year ki jawan aurat uski dadi ? Kisi ko bhi yakeen na ho. Saab log besabri se Disha ko dekhna chahate the. Disha bhi soch rahi thi ki is umar mein log maa bante hai dadi nahi. Thoda awkward feeling Disha ko bhi aa rahi thi. 

“Disha milo in saab se.”

“Disha ne ghoonghat hataya aur sabne Disha ko dekha. Disha ko dekhte hi Gangu ka bhai shock hua aur saath hi saath saab log. Itni sunda aur high claas family ki aurat ek buddhe se kaise shaadi kar li jo badsoorat aur low class ka hai. Disha ki khubsoorati se dono behne itne impress hue ki unka mooh khula ka khula reh gaya. Itni jawan aur sexy dadi aakhir unki jo thi. Disha ne badi smile se sabki taraf dekha. Lekin us smile mein ek darr bhi tha.

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 “Main maanta hoon ki maine galat kiya lekin yeh mujhse bahut pyaar karti hai aur tum saab agar chaho to ise apna sakte ho.”

“Chahe to ? Matlab kya ? Yeh is ghar ka hissa hai aab se. Yeh meri dadi maa hai.” Lali ne khushi se kaha.

   Disha ne use gale lagate hue kaha “Meri poti ho tum. Main aabse tumhari jawan dadi maa.”

   Sabhi log hasne lage. Lekin Meva to abhi bhi is jawan bhabhi ko ghoor raha tha. Aage badhte usne pair chute hue kaha “Apne is buddhe devar ka pranam.”

“Jeete raho devarji.” Disha ne smile dete hue kaha.

“Dadi aap bahut khubsoorat hai.” Pinky ne smile dete hue kaha.

“Aap kitne deen rahogi yaha ?” Manoj ne poocha.

“Jitne deen tum rakhna chaho.”

“Hum to humesha ke liye apni dadi ko yaha rakhenge.”Pinky ne gaal pe kiss karte hue kaha.

 “Chalo Disha aab tum fresh ho jao. Pinky le jao ise aur dikhao apna ghar.” Gangu waha se chala gaya. 

     Waise Gangu aur Meva dono ek doosre se kai baate share karte hai. Dono alag rehte hai kai saalo se. Disha bahut khush thi. Ghar ke sabhi logo ne use accept kar liya. Ghar thoda chota aur toota phoota jaroor tha lekin Disha ko pasand aaya. Aab woh jaan chuki thi ki aanewali zindai mein use aise hi rehna hoga to isiliye usne in saab chizo ko accept karna shooru kar diya. Bade ghor se Disha ghar ko dekh rahi thi.  Pinky Disha ko Gangu ke room mein le gayi.
Room waise dikhne mein thik thak tha.

“Dadi aaj se yeh aapka room. Aapka saman yaha pe rakh diya hai. Aab aap jaldi se naha lijiye. Aaj hum saab saath mein khana banayenge. Nashta mein abhi bana leti hoon.” Pinky ne Disha se kaha.

“Koi baat nahi nashta main bana loongi.” Disha ne Pinky ko rokte hua kaha.

“Nahi dadi. Aap nahi. Aap meri dadi hai. Aapse bhala kaam kyon karwaye hum ?” Pinky ne smile dete hue kaha.

“Kitni pyaari ho tum.” Itna kehkar Disha ne Pinky ka sir chooma.

      Disha aab nahane ke liye taiyaar hui. Woh room ke baharwale aangan mein bathroom ki aur gayi. Naha dhokar Disha taiyaar hui. Aab to Disha ek gaon ki aurat ki tarah baal sawar rahi thi. Khud ko taiyaar kiya aur haath mein sindoor liye ek waqt ke liye Disha thodi sharma gayi. Aakhir Gangu ke naam ki sindoor jo hai. Taiyaar hokar Disha kitchen mein gayi aur waha dono behne bhi thi.

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     Teeno saath mein khana banane lage. Disha ki un do behno se aachi dosti ho gayi. Waise bhi age difference kuch khas nahi hai teeno ke bich. Ek jaisi umar to dosti to asani se hi ho jayegi.

‘Dadi aapko dada se pyaar kaise hua ?” Lali ne poocha.

“Baas ho gaya. Tumhare dada mujhe bahut pasand aaye.”

“Aise kaise ? Mera matlab hai ki aap badi ghar ki kuwari ladki aur woh buddhe aur gareeb saath hi saath dikhne mein bhi aache nahi. Aise kaise dono mein pyaar ho gaya ?” Pinky ne excitement mein poocha.

“Pyaar kabhi umar ya phir amir garib ka pata nahi poochta. Ganguji ne mera saath diya aur mere liye bade bade khatre ko mol liya. Aaj hum dono ek doosre se behad pyaar karte hai.”

“Dadi tumhe paakar aaj aacha lag raha hai. Kash humare ghar aur koi aa jaye.” Pinky ne smile dete hue kaha.

“Aur kon chahiye tumhe ?” Disha ne poocha.

“Chacha.” Lali ne naughty smile dete hue kaha.

“Kaha hai tumhare chacha ?” Disha ne confusion mein poocha.

“Woh to abhi nahi hai lekin aap chahe to laa sakti hai. Matlab dada aur aap chahe to ek chacha…..”

“Sssshhhhh chup.” Disha baat samajh gayi aur Lali ko rokte hue “Badmash. Apni dadi se aise baat karti ho ?”

“Kab humare ghar chote bachche ke roop mein chacha aayenge ? Haahahahaha.”Dono behne hasne lagi.

       Aise hi maje se deen beet gaye. Dopahar ko teeno ne khub baate ki. Gangu baar baar Disha ko akele mein lana ki koshish kar raha tha lekin dono behne itni busy thi Disha ke saath ki mauka hi nahi mila sex karne ko. Aise hi raat ho gayi. Sabhi ne khana khaya aur aab phir se do behne aur Disha kaam poora karke baate karne lage. Aab Gangu se yeh akelapan bardasht nahi hua aur chala gaya teeno ke paas.

“Chalo jao dono. Raat bahut ho chuki hai. Disha tum bhi chalo.” Gangu ne utavla hokar kaha.

“Jee dada.” Dono behne naughty smile karte hue waha se chale gaye.

   Aab Gangu aur DIsha ke alawa room mein koi nahi tha. Disha sharmate hue beithi thi. Gangu ne darwaja baand kiya aur bed pe beith gaya.

“Chal mera pair daba. Aaj thak chuka hoon.:

Gangu ka order sunkar Disha ne pair dabane shooru kar diya. Gangu aram se leita hua tha.

“Thoda jor se pair daba. Chal.” Gangu ne thoda kadak awaz mein kaha.”

“Ha.”

   15 minute pair dabane ke baad Gangu Disha se baate karne laga.

“Wise tujhe kafi maja aa raha hai apne potiyon ke saath. Mujhe yaad bhi nahi kiya.”

“Dono behne bahut aachi hai. Mujhe yaha maja aa raha hai.”

“Kya bolti hai rahegi yaha pe ?”

Disha Gangu ko lip kiss karte hue boli “Please Gangu main humesha ke liye yaha rehna chahati hoon. Mujhe maja aa raha hai.”

Gangu Disha ke baal ko kas ke pakad liya aur bed pe letate hue bola “Tu yaha rehna chahati hai ? Ha meri raand jaisi biwi.”

“Mujhe raand kyon kaha ?”

“Apne pati ko chodkar yaha doosri shaadi ki to bata tu meri raand nahi hui.”

“Gangu mujhe sharam aa rahi hai.”

“Saali naam se bulati hai. Kitni baar kahu  naam se maat bula. Tere baap ka ghar nahi hai samjhi. Doobara aisi galti hui na maa chod doonga teri. Yeh mera ghar hai. Jaisa kahoon waisa hi karegi tu. Chal aab utar yeh saari aur meri tharak ko bujha uth meri khubsoorat aur jaan se bhi jyada haseen raand. Uth saali.” Gangu aab humiation behavior karne laga.

    Gangu ki is harqat se Disha garam hui. Woh apne pallu ko jism se alag karke Gangu ke paas aayi aur kiss karne lagi.

“Ummmm kya raand jaisi lag rahi hai tu. Aaj teri main aisi halat karoonga ki uummmm kisi aur se chudne layak nahi rahegi tu.”

  Gangu Disha ko kaske pakada aur bistar pe daba diya. Aab navel pe jeeb lagate hue Disha ki aur dekha. Disha excite ho chuki thi.

“Aaaahhh Ganguji chato mere raja yeh raani ka navel chato.”

     Gangu apni jeeb ko ferne laga navel pe. Navel se niche Disha ki chut ko dekha jo bahut hi red aur clean tha. Gangu usi chut ko lick karne laga. Gangu ki garam saasein chut mein samane lagi. Itne garam mahol ko Disha jhel nahi paa rahi thi aur isi wajah se siskari bharne lagi.

“Chaatooo is chut ko. Tumhare liye ise saaf kiya hai. Ganguji please maat jaane do is chut ko. Mere sajan yeeeeaaaahhhh.” Disha aab out of control hokar awaz nikalne lagi.

Gangu ice cream samajhke jeeb se chut ko chat raha tha. Disha ki chut se paani baha aur Gangu ne phir apni do ungli chut mein ghusa di. Ungli ko chut ke andar bahar kar raha tha. Pach pach awaj se Gangu jyada maje lene laga. Aab ungli ki speed badhne lagi. Disha upar niche hone lagi. Gangu chut pe muh lagakar jor se phook mara aur ek awaz aayi jise Disha jor jor se hasne lagi. 

“Yeh majak baand karo aur apna yeh lund ghusa do chut mein. Come on Ganguji meri tarasti chut tumhare lund ko bula rahi hai.”

   Gangu boobs ko chuste hue apne kaale lund ko chut mein ghusa diya. Disha ne ek hi jhatke mein poora lund le liya. Apne pai ko poori tarah se phelate hue Gangu ko apne upar let jaane ki agah di. Apne dono haath ko upar karke Gangu ko khud se chipka liya. Badbudar sharir ko apne jeeb se chatne lagi Disha. Gangu ka dhakka bhi chal raha tha. Disha Gangu ko jeeb dikhate hue ishara kar rahi thi. Gangu apne daat se halki tarah se jeen ko dabaya aur Disha ke jeeb pe thuk girata raha.

  Gangu ki chuda aab speed mein shooru.

“Dekho to sahi kaise yeh amir aurat aur gareeb aadmi se chud rahi hai. Saala namard hai yeh Karan. Apni biwi ko khush nahi kar sakta.”

“Woh mujhe thik se chodte bhi nahi.”

“Yeh saale amir aadmiyon ki yahi samasya hai. Namard jaise biwi ko chodte nahi.”

“Aaaah isiliye tum jaise buddhe hume sukh dete ho.”

“Teri jaisi raand mile to gaand chut saab maroonga.”

“Main hoon hi aapke liye.”

“Ha ooohhhhh aur chat mujhe saali. Apne jeeb se mujhe chaat.”

   Disha jeeb nikalkar Gangu ke chest ko chaat rahi thi. Safed baalo wale chest ko chaat rahi thi. 

‘I am so happy patiji. Mujhe tumhara pyaar mil raha hai.”

“Tu meri raand hai. Teri jagah isi bistar pe hai.”

“Mujhe chodo patidev.”

‘Ha aaaahhh chod raha hoon. Aur teri jaisi amir raand jitni bhi ho un saabko yaha lakar chodunga. Tum amir log hum garibo ki raand banke rahogi.”

“Mujhe bhi aap jaise kaale aur gareeb log pasand hai. Pyaar karna aap jaise logo se hi koi sikhe.”

“Main pyaar aauuuurrrrr hawas ki bujhai dono karta hoon.”

“Yeaaaahhhh.”

“Maaaadddddhhhhaaarrrchoooddd. Bhosadiki eeeeeeeeee.”

Gangu jhad gaya Disha ke mooh pe. Gangu bina rooke bola “Chaal saali chus mera loda.” Disha lund ko pyaa se dekhte hue boli.

 “Uth ja subah ho gayi hai.” Gangu Disha ko uthate hue kaha.

“Uumm sone do na. Abhi to 5 hi to baje hai.” Disha gehri neend mein boli.

“Yeh tera Delhi nahi hai. Mera gaon hai. Aurte itne samay mein hi uthati hai. Chal uth.” Gangu Disha ke uppar se chadar khich leta hai.

 “Tumne mujhe raat bhar sone nahi diya aur aab bhi.” Disha phir se sone lagi.

  Aab Gangu Disha ke haath ko khichke beitha deta hai “Tu chupchap uth warna doonga ek thappad. Saali kab se meri baat nahi samajh rahi hai. Uth raand.”

    Disha ko andar se thoda boora laga. Gangu use jaldi jo utha diya.

“Poore deen kaam kiya aur raat tumhare saath sex kiya. Itna saab karne ke baad bhi mujhe utha rahe ho ?”

“Wah raand itne mein phat gayi teri ? Saali saari umar yaha rehne ko bol rahi thi aur ek hi deen mein haar maan gayi. Yaha pe tu kaam karegi aur mera kehna manegi. Aurat hai to aurat tarah reh. Saali meri malkin maat baan. Aab uth aur saali taiyaar hokar mere liye chai lekar aa. Badi aayi raandi saali sone wali,” Itna bolkar Gangu wapis so gaya.

        Disha subah subah 5 baje apne room se bhar nikali. Bahar dekha to dono potiyan ghar ki safai kar rahi thi. Jhadu haath mein liye ghar mein jhadu pocha kar rahi thi. Disha unke paas gayi aur haath mein jhadu liya. Pinky ne Disha ke haath se jhadu chin liya aur bola “Dadi yeh kya kar rahi ho ? Jao yaha se aur aram se samne wali chair pe beitho. Dadi hokar ghar ka kaam jyada maat karo. Hum hai na.”

“Dekho Pinky main bhi to ghar ka hissa hoon. Main kaam agar kar loon to kya galat ho jayega ?”

“Galat hoga. Humari zindagi mein kisi ka pyaar mila hai. Humare liye aap bahut kuch hai. Aap dadi hai humari. Aap baas khana aur thoda bahut kaam hi karoge.” Lali ne kaha.

“Main badi hoon na ?”

“Ha isme shaq ki baat hi nahi.” Lali ne kaha.

“Kya mera kehna nahi manogi ?”

“Manenge hi hum.”

“To lao jhadu. Chalo jaldi do. Warna dadi ko ghussa aa jayega.” Disha ne haq jatate hue kaha.

“Dadi aap bhi na” Lali ne haath mein jhadu wapis kar diya.

     Disha ne ghar mein jhadu pocha kiya. Ghar ki safai karne ke baad Disha ne nahane ki taiyri ki. Woh nahane chali gayi. Wise nahane ke liye alag bathroom tha. Bathroom mein darwaja nahi tha balki parda lage hue the bahar. Disha ko thoda ajeeb lag raha tha. Bina gate ke nahana thoda mushkil aur ajeeb lag raha tha. Disha ne apni saree utar di aur nahane lagi. Apne nahane ke kaam ko poora karke woh aangan mein gayi aur apne dhoye hue kapde sukhane ke liye latka diye. Apne room mein Disha taiyaar ho rahi thi. Gangu abhi bhi ghode bechke so raha tha.

    Subah ke 8 baaj chuke the. Chai banake Disha room mein wapis aayi. Gangu brush karke beitha hua tha. Woh nanga beitha hua tha.

“Aap uth gaye yeh lijiye chai pijiye.”

“Time kya hua ?”

“8 baje hai.”

“Darwaja baand kar andar se.” Gangu ne kadak awaj mein kaha.

   Disha ne darwaja andar se band kiya aur Gangu ke paas aayi. Disha ne dabi hui awaz mein kaha “Kya hua aap thoda ghusse mein lag rahe hai.”

“Teri maa ki chut. Kyon itna der lagai chai laane mein. Teri maa chud rahi thi saali. Chal utar apni saree. Aaj tujhe sabak sikhata hoon.”

“Lekin….”

“Bhosadiki utar saree. Chal utar.” Gangu ghusse se chillaya.

    Disha ne apni saree utar di aur Gangu ke samne blouse patticoat mein khadi ho gayi. Gangu Disha ke nazdik gaya aur ek thappad mara. Thappad ki wajah se Disha ki chikh nikal aayi. Dard se woh karane lagi. Disha ki aankho mein aasu aa gaye.

“Pata chala tujhe thappad kis liye mara maine ?”

“Ha. Main aaj late hui isiliye.”

Gangu Disha ko bed pe ulta leta deta hai aur petticoat upar karke gaand pe jor ka thappad marte hue bola “Aabse late hogi ?”

“Aaaaahhhhhh dard ho raha hai.”

“Dard gaya teri maa ke gaand mein. Saali chinal aab se late hogi ?” Gangu ne doosra thappad mara gaand pe.

“Nahi. Main aab se late nahi hongi.”

  Gangu lagatar thappad gaand pe marta gaya aur bola “Tu chinal maar khane ke layak hi hai. Saali meri baat ko nahi manti. Aaj teri kher nahi. Raan saali.”

       Disha ko itna dard ho raha tha ki aansu nikalne lage aankho se. Disha ki gaand bilkul laal ho chuki thi.

  Gangu ne thappad marna baand kar diya aur Disha ko sidha leta diya. Disha ki aankhon mein aasu dekh Gangu ne aasu pochte hue kaha “Tujhe marne ka maan mera bilkul bhi nahi hai. Lekin agar tu yaha rehne ka tarika nahi sikhegi to kaisa chalega ? Tera mard hoon main. Tere namard tujhe utna pyaar nahi karta jitna main karta hoon. Aab rona baand kar aur ek kiss kar mujhe.”

    Disha ne smile dete hue kaha “I am sorry Ganguji.” Dono ne ek doosre ko lip kiss kiya. Gangu Disha ko uthakar saree pehnate hue bahar bhej diya. Disha aab normal ho gayi. Apne ghar ka kaam shooru kar diya. Kitchen mein khana banana aur potiyon se baat chit. Time aram se nikal jaa raha tha. 

“Dadi. Aapke ghar mein aur kon kon hai ?” Lali ne poocha.

“Mummy papa aur ek behen bhi hai.”

“Aur aap waise kaha se hai ?”

“Main Delhi se hoon.”

“Yaha kaisa laga aapko.”

“Aacha laga mujhe.”

‘Dadiji. Mujhe pata hai ki yaha aapke ghar jitna suvidha nahi hai lekin mujhe itna pata hai ki yaha pe aapko pyaar waha se jyada milega.”

“Tum sahi keh rahi ho.”

“Waise boora na mano to ek sawal poochu ?”

“Ha poocho na.”

Lali Disha ke qareeb aate hue boli “Aap aur dada ki yaha pehli raat  kaise rahi ?”

Disha yeh sawal sunkar bahut sharma gayi. Sharam se gaal laal hone laga.

“Lagta hai dada ne aapko sone nahi diya poori raat. Aapki muskan dekhkar lag raha hai.” Itna bolkar Lali ne kamar pe ek chikoti bhari.”

“Aaaaahhhh badmash. Tujhe  bada maja aa raha hai.” Disha ne Lali ko halka sa majak mein gaal pe marte hue kaha.

‘Waise apni umar ki ladkiyon ki dadi bankar kaisa lag raha hai ? Dadiji.”

“Bilkul alag lag raha hai. Maja aa raha hai. Kyonki aab mein Ganguji ki patni hoon.”

“Lekin dadi aap bahut khubsoorat hai. Dada ki naseeb mein itni jawan aur haseen aurat. Kya naseeb hai dada ki.”

“Naseeb to mera hai jisme Ganguji ka naam hai. Mere zindagi mein aakar mujhe khush kar diya.”

“Dadu se itna pyaar karti hai aap ?”

“Had se jyada pyaar karti hoon. Itna pyaar jiski koi seema nahi. Khud se jyada unhe pyaar karti hoon. I love him.”

“Aur dada aapse.”

“Koi shaq ki baat nahi.”

“Lekin hume aapse kuch chahiye.”

“Kya chahiye ?”

“Hume bua ya phir chacha chahiye aapse.”

“Dhat. Besharam. Badi masti sujhi hai tujhe.” Disha haste hue sabji banane lagi.

        Dopahar ke 1 baje khana baan gaya. Gangu aur Meva aur Manoj  ke baad Lali, Pinky aur Disha ne bhi khana kha liya. Dopahar ka waqt tha aur dhoop bhi saqt. Disha apna kaam niptake aram se beith gayi. Disha ke phone mein kisi ka call aaya tha. Disha ne call receve kiya aur kuch der tak baat bhi kiya. Baat poori hone ke baad Disha ne phone room mein rakh diya aur apne kapde lene aangan mein gayi jo waha sukhne ke liye rakha gaya tha. Lekin Disha ki bra mil nahi rahi thi waha pe. Kafi chan been ki lekin mila nahi bra. Disha ne socha ki shayad Lali ya Pinky galti se apne kapde ke saath le gayi hongi. Disha ahi sochkar room mein gayi. Room mein Gangu leta hua tha.

“Aa gayi ? Chal aaja aur pair daba mera.” Gangu ne kaha.

“Baas aa gayi.”

“Rook. Pehle ye saree utar phir aa pair dabane. Teri garam jawani to dekh loon.”

“Abhi aayi mere rajaji.”

              Disha strip hone lagi. Gangu ki hawas bhari nazar Disha ki body ko ghoor rahi thi. Disha ke chehre pe qatil si muskaan thi. Disha ki sexy body khulkar Gangu ke samne aane lagi.

Disha ka gora jism saaf saaf dikh raha tha. Gangu ka lund toorant khada ho gaya. Disha ka jism jaise do dhari talwar. Aage ho ya piche kisi ko bhi apne dhar se ghayal kar de aur yeh Gangu 77 saal ka buddha. Is jism ke samne uski kya aukat. Disha dheeme dheeme aage badhi. Ek seducive andaz mein woh bed ke paas aa gayi. Aab bistar mein do pati aur patni beithe hue the. Gangu ke maan mein kya chal raha hai, yeh Disha ko samajh mein aa gaya. Woh Gangu ke nazdik aayi aur smile karne lagi. 

 “Jara pair felaiye na. Pair daba doon.”

   Gangu pair aage phelate hue bola “chaal raand aab dabama shooru kar.”

“Jaisi aapki agya mere pati parmeshwar.”

     Disha pair dabane lagi. Gangu Disha ko aankh maarke kiss ka ishara kiya. Disha ne sharmate hue na kaha. Waise Disha ka bhi koi jawab nahi. Waqt ke saath saath sahi mein woh aab Gangu ke kehne par raand jaise behave karne lagi. Masoom wife Disha aab Gangu ki personal amanat ho chuki hai. Gangu ne jaise Disha ko gulam bana liya ho. Bagair Gangu ki ijajat ke Disha kuch nahi karti. 

   “Ek baat bata. Tu kisse itna baat kar rahi thi phone pe ? Bhadve Karan ka number to nahi lag raha tha.  Itna bolkar Gangu Disha ko jor se apni aur khicha jisse Disha ka nanga badan Gangu ki baho mein aa gaya.

“Woh main kisi air se baat kar rahi thi.” Disha ne koss karte hue kaha.

“Kisse baat kar rahi thi ?” Gangu ne jor se boobs dabate hue kaha.

“Aaaahhhh woh meri dost hai.”

“Kon hai woh ?”

“Simran.” Disha ne kiss karte hue kaha.

“Aacha woh. Lekin ek baat kahu ?”

“Kya ?”

“Jis tarah se tu mere jaise bikhari se chudi hai waise Simran ka mere dost Manu se lagwa dena. Behenchod pagal hua pada hai uske piche.”

“Kya sach mein ? Manu ko Simran aachi lagti hai ?”

“Woh uski chut marna chahata hai. Kuch kar meri raand.”

“Simran waisi ladki nahi hai.”

“Tu bhi kaha waisi thi lekin main tujhe bana diya na. Aab to tu khulam khula mere saath chodanpatti karti hai. Saali tu to raand ho gayi. Simran ko bhi bana de. Taaki mere dost uski khub gaand mare.”

“Main thoda bahut madad kar sakti hoon. Lekin baki ka kaam Manu ko karna padega.”

“Thik hai. Lekin ek baar Manu se chud jaye phir to use yaha gaon mein laakar dosto ke saath chudwaunga.”

“Aisa maat kaho.” 

“To phir kaisa ? Mere dosto ko tum jaisi amir logo se sex chahiye. Woh amir logo se nafrat karte hai. Tum jaise kai logo ne unki gaand mari hai. Jaise meri.”

“Matlab ?”

“Pehle mere paas bhi jameen jayedad tha lekin ek amir businessman ne meri zindagi barnad kar di. Yaha gaon mein rato raat kai parivaaro ki zamin galat tarike se hadap li. Aab humare gaon mein garibi se siway kuch nahi hai.”

“Kaun hai woh aur kaise usne aapke saath galat kiya ?”

“Mere paas thodi bahut zamin thi. Us zamin se main anaj ugata aur bazaar mein bechke paise kamata. Ek businessman aaya yaha aur humare gaon walo ko bola ki woh yaha ek bada sa hotel banane wala hai. Use humari zameen chahiye thi. Badle mein gain walo ko paise bhi diya. Bola hotel bante hi hun saab ko naukri bhi hotel mein dila dega. Lekin us kamine ne zameen to li lekin hotel doosri jagah banwaya. Humari zameen chinke woh aaj amir aadmi baan gaya.”

“Yeh saab kab hua ?” Disha afsos jatate hue boli.”

“Qareeb 25 saal pehle. Main aaj bhi us kaniney businessman ko dhoond raha hoon. Ek baar mil jaye main use maar daloonga. Humari gaon ki garibi ki wajah wohi hai.”

“I am sorry Ganguji kya tum mujhse pyaar karte ho ya nafrat ?”

“Aisa kyon pooch rahi hai ?”

“Main ek amir aurat hoon. Us aadmi ka ghussa mujhpe……”

“Chod na. Kya maa chod rahi hai in saab baato ki. Chal aab main chalta hoon. Dosto ke saath daru peeke aata hoon.”

“Daroo maat pijiye aap ?”

“Kon hai tu ?” Gangu ne ghusse mein poocha.

“Aapki biwi.”

“To usi aukat mein reh. Raand mujhe bolegi kya karna hai kya nahi.” Gangu ne ghusse mein chillate hue kaha.

“Lekin aabhi kyon ?”

“Us businessman ka naam lekar ghussa aa raha hai isiliye peene jaa raha hoon.”

     Gangu ghusse mein chala gaya. Disha ne maan hi maan socha ki aakhir kon hoga woh businessman ? Itna sochkar woh so gayi. 

    Thodi der neend poori hone ke baad dekha to shaam ke 5 baaj gaye. Disha saree pehenke room se bahar Lali aur Pinky ke room ki aur gayi. Raste mein Meva ka room bhi thi. Disha ki nazar uske khule hue room ke darwaje pe gayi. Darwaja baand karne ke liye woh aage badhi to dekha ki kuch saman gira hua hai. Disha un saman ko uthake tabke pe rakhi. Phir Disha bahar jaanewali thi ki dekha ke piche hook pe latki uski bra aur panty thi. Woh bra aur panty Disha ki thi. 

Disha bilkul shock ho gayi. Use samajh mein nahi aa raha tha ki Meva ke room mejn yeh saman aakhir kar kya raha hai ? Disha aur kuch soche tabhi door se kisi ke aane ki awaz aa rahi thi. Disha toorant room se bahar nikalke bahar bhagai. Disha ek kagah chup gayi to dekha ki Meva apne roon mein gaya. Saman saaf suthara dekh Meva room ke bahar doda aur aage piche bajar dekhne laga. Meva ko koi na dikha. Relax hokar Meva andar gaya aur darwaja andar sr baand kar diya. Disha kagah se bahar nikali. Room ke darwaje ke bagal ek window tha, jo halka sa thoda khula hua tha. Disha ne waha se room mein Meva ko dekha.

     Meva us waqt apne khatiya pe leta hua tha aur  to aur Disha ki bra panty ko pagalo ki tarah soongh raha tha. Saath hi saath dhoti ke andar haath daalke mooth maar raha tha. Disha ka dimag kaam karna baand kar diya. Woh aaj shock ho gayi yeh incident dekhke. Aage  pata nahi yeh kahani kya mod legi.

Disha ko samjah mein nahi aa raha tha ki woh kare to kare kya ? Meva ka yeh saab bartav use shock mein daal diya. Yani is ghar mein ek aur buddha uske piche pada hai ? Mana ki Disha buddhe logo se akarshit hai lekin pata nahi tha ki uska buddha devar bhi uske piche lattu hai. Disha ne socha ki kisi ko bhi is baare mein na bataye kyonki woh dono bhai ke bich darar padne dena nahi chahati. Disha ne socha ki Meva se distance banaye rakhe. Lali aur Pinky shaam ke waqt Disha ke saath beithe hue the aur tarah tarah ki baat chit kar rahe the.

“Dadi waise aapse na ek baat karni thi.” Pinky ne kaha.

“Hmmm bolo.”  Disha vegetables cut kar rahi thi.

“Waise Meva dada ke liye bhi koi jugad kardo. Unko bhi koi jawan ladki dedo. Roj aapko hi ghoorte rehte hai.” Pinky ne dheemi awaz mein kaha.

“Yeh kya keh rahi ho tum ? Woh mujhe ghoorte hai ?” Disha anjaan banane ki koshish kar rahi thi. 

“Ha. Woh kai baar aapko ghoorte hai. Kahi aisa na ho ki aap unhe pasand aa gayi ho.”

“Alni dadi ke baare mein aisa bolte hai nalayak ?” Disha ne Pinky ko halke se thappad maarte hue kaha.

    Pinky haste hue boli “Aap ho hi aisi. Pariyon ki raani.”

“Chalo chalo. Apni dadi ko maat chedo.”

       Waha Delhi mein alag sa mahol tha. Simran apne ghar thi aur is baar office ka kaam assistant handle kar raha tha. Simran waise bhi chutti pe thi.  Simran ghar mein beithi hui thi. Manu bhi kaam kar raha tha. Simran ko agle hafte ek friend ki shaadi mein jaan hai aur uske liye best kapda silwana bhi jaroori hai. Socha ki is nithaalle aadmi se pooch liya jaaye tailor ke baare mein. 

“Aacha suno. Kya koi hai tumhare pehchan ka jo tailor ka kaam karta ho ?” 

Yeh sawal sunkar Manu ko Gafur yaad aaya. “Ha jaanta hoon. Kya kaam hai ?”

 “Ek suit silwana hai.”

“Woh kar dega. Lekin kaab le aaun use ?”

“Aaj shaam ko. Kya aadmi kaam ka hai ?”

“Ha bahut kaam ka hai ?”
  
“Thik hai shaam ko lekar aana mere paas.” 

    Manu waha se chala gaya aur Gafur ke ghar gaya aur waha pe Simran ki baat ki. Manu ne Gafur se request ki ke uski setting karwa de. Gafur ko waise bhi Simran ke baare mein Manu ne bataya tha. Gafur ko bhi badi iccha thi ki Simran ko dekhe. Socha Simran ke saath khud bhi apni setting karwa le. Kamina insaan tha Gafur. Apne inch tap ka saman lekar Gafur sham ko Simran ke ghar jaane ko taiyaar ho gaya. Gafur ne saaf saaf bataya ki woh akela jayega. Manu ko bhi Gafur pe bharosa tha isiliye jaane diya. Sham ke 5 baje Gafur chqla gaya Simran ke ghar. Address batayae mutabik waha pahuch gaya. Simran ke ghar ko bahar se dekhkar Gafur ka sir chakraya. Itna bada alishan aur menga ghar matlaab ladki kuch jyada hi paisewale ghar ki hai. Gafur darwaje ke paas pahucha aur waha bell bajaya. 20 seconds ke baad darwaja khula aur Gafur ne jab Simran ko dekha to baas dekhta reh gaya. Kya khubsoorat lag rahi thi. It e bade ghar ki ladki aur woh bhi ek galeez buddha jo badbudaar basti mein rehta ho. Woh baas ghure jaa raha tha Simran ko.

Simran ke bade bade mamme saaf dikh raha tha. Bade size ki chuchi Gafur ko pagal kar gaya. 

“Aap wohi tailor ho ?” Simran ne poocha. 

“Ha. Main hi hoon.”

“Please come inside.”

       Gafur piche Simran ke chal diya. Simran ne Gafur ko sofe ki taraf ishara kiya. Gafur beith gaya. 

“Aapko pata hoga na ki kaisa dress mujhe  chahiye.”

“Ji aache se pata hai.”

“Aap bana to lenge na ?”

“Aap mere collections ko dekh lijiye.”

      Gafur ne phate hue beg mein se ek album nikala josme uske dresses ke collection the. Sanjana ne bade hi dhyan se dekha collections ko. Gafur ka kaam Simran ko pasand aaya. 

“Thik hai aap kariye kaam. Mujhe 10 deen ke andar dress rady chahiye.”

“Thik hai lekin ek baat kehni thi aapse.”

“Ha kahiye.”

“Dekhiye aapne jo material mere samne rakha hai woh bahut hi mehnga hai aur ise apne tailor shop mein le jaana sahi nahi hoga. Agar luch ho gaya to kaafi nuksaan hoga aapka.”

“To aap kya suggestion dena chahate hai ?”

“Ek kaam ho salta hai. Main roj subah 9 se dopahar 3 baje yaha pe kaam karoonga. Agar aapki ijajat ho. Yaha pe saman bhi sahi tareeke se bacha rahega. Waha mere tailor shop mein material ko kuch jo gaya to dikkat ho jayegi.”

“Hmmm thik hai lekin please aache se banaiyega.”

“Ji pakka. Aab main pehle aapka size naap loon ?”

 “Sure.”

         Gafur inch tap lekar khada ho gaya aur Simran ke paas aa gaya. Sanjana ko thoda awkward feel ho raha tha. Us buddhe ke badan se bidi ki badboo aa rahi thi. Gafur ki to ho gayi balle balle. Apne inch tap ko aage badhakar sabse pehle Sanjana ke kamar ka map lene gaya. Aaayyyeee kya patli kamar aur jaam se bhi nashilq badan. Simran ke body se jo smell aa raha tha woh Gafur ko bha gaya. Gafur bhi shatir khiladi hai. Use pata hai ki ladki ko kaise patake uske maje liye jaate hai. Inch tap ko kamar pe lagakar jor se thumb press kiya. Kya soft sofe badan hai is ladki ka. Simran ko awkward feel hone ke saath halka sa current jaisa laga. Is nazook kamar ko aab tak sirf Manu ne hi chua tha. Lekin yeh to Gafur hai jo use touch bhi kar raha hai aur gaandi harqat nahi kar raha hai. Yehi pehla master stroke tha Gafur ka. Ladki ko lhas bhav na dena. Pjir Gafur ne socha ki thodo si tareef kar le taaki woh aavha mehsoos kare. Lekin tareef bhi aisi kare ki Simran ko lage nahi ki Gafur use pata raha hai.

      Kamar ki size lekar apne diary mein likhte hue Simran ko sidhe khade rehne ko kaha. Simran sidhi khadi ho gayi. Gafur uske mulayam kandhe pe inch tap rakhkar haath tak le gaya. Is baar mauke ka fayeda uthate hue Gafur ne kandhe ko masal liya. Gafur ka lund chatpatane laga lekin apni andar ki aag ko sambhalte hue woh kuch nahi kiya. Simran ko Gafur kuch haad tak sahi aadmi laga kyonki Manu ki tarah gaandi line to buddha nahi maar raha. Simran ko laga tha ki Manu ka pehchan wala hai to hoga woh bhi tharki. Lekin Simran ko yeh nahi pata ki Gafur jab lega uski to barabar ki lega. 

“Waise aapke size se thoda jyada sil doon ?”

“Yeh kya keh rahe hai aap ? Over size silenge aap ? Kitna bakwas lagega phir yeh dress. Main bekar nahi dikhana chahati.”

“Lekin main chahata hoon ki aap bekar hi dikhai de. Kaam se kaam kisi ka ghar bach jayega.”

“Hey. Kehna kya chahate hai aap ?” Simran ko Gafur ki baat ajeeb lag rahi thi.

“Aur nahi to kya ? Itni khubsoorat ladki agar aache kapde pehenke jaaye to dulhan ko chodkar dulha tumse shaadi na kar le ?” Gafur ne aankh maarte hue kaha.

Simran ko hasi aa gayi aur boli “Shut up aur apna kaam karo. Meri itni tareef maat kariye aap.”

“Sach hi to keh raha hoon.”

“Ha ji ha. Matlaab jhoot bolna aapke dhandhe mein lkha hai. Sabki tareef karke apna nikalwate hai aap.”

“Saalo se dhandha kar raha hoon lekin aap jaisi khubsoorat bahut kaam hi dikhai di. Allah qasam.”

“Hahahahahah. Chaliye anyway size lijiye.” Simran ne muskuraate hue kaha.

     Gafur ne dono haath lambane ko kaha. Gafur ne inch tap Simran ke chest pe rakha. Dono chuchi do dabate hue Gafur ne size ka pata lagaya. Woh bhi mauka paate hi haath saaf kar leta tha. Mulayam aur bade bade boobs ko halke se chute hue Gafur ke hosh ud gaye. Woh baar baar mauka paate hi daba deta. Simran ko bhi thoda ajeeb lagne laga. Gafur samajh gaya ki aage agar aisa kiya to woh ghussa ho sakti hai aur bana banaya kaam bigad sakta hai. Gfur ne size le liya aur aab apna saman pack kar diya. Wiase bhi abhi dheere dheere chal chalna sahi hoga. Waqt aane par istamaal karega apni bhari chal. 

“Aacha memsaab main chalta hoon.”

“Thik hai lekin kaal jaldi aaiyega. Woh kya hai aapko batati rahoongi aur koi problem aane par badalne ko bhi keh doongi.”

“Aisi nobat nahi aayegi memsaab. Aap befikar rahiye.” 

         Gafur waha se chala gaya. Aab to uska aana jaana to rahega hi. Dekhte hai ki kya Simran ki lene mein woh kamiyaab ho payega ? Gafur apne ghar pahucha. Ghar pahuchate hi Ayesha ko dekha. Ayesha waha hi hadi thi. Shaam ke 6 baje the lekin woh waha se gayi nahi. Wiase Gafur aab dheere dheere Ayesha ko bhi hawas ki nazar se dekh raha tha. Hai bhi to woh pataka.

“Tu gayi nahi aab tak ?”  Gafur ne paan muh mein daalte hue kaha.

“Nahi. Socha raat ka khana bana doon.”

“Arey koi jaroorat nahi hai. Tu rehne de.”

“Aap aaj dawai lena bhool gaye the.”

“Tujhe mere dawai ke baare mein yaad tha ?” Gafur ne spit karte hue poocha.

“Ha. Yaad tha.”

“Yaar tujhe aaye bahut kaam deen hue aur tujhe mere har chizi ke baare mein pata hai ?”

“Ha mera yahi to kaam hai.”

“Tu yaha se chali jaa. Maat aa kaam karne yaha pe. Teri aadat lag  gayi mujhe to ? Tu to waise bhi kuch deen baad chali jayegi phir kon sambhalega mujhe ?”

“Uski chinta maat kariye. Main kahi nahi jaane wali. Main yaha pe kaam karti rahoongi.”

“Sunkar to aacha laga lekin ek baat bata, tu waise dikhane mein aachi hai phir tera nikah kyon nahi hua ?”

“Baat nahi baan paayi kisi se. Aur waise bhi nikah karke karoongi bhi kya ?”

“Teri jaisi aurat kuwari reh jaye, yeh baat hajam nahi hoti. Chal aab main thoda sa aram kar loon. Tu aaj raat yaha hi rook ja. Shayad thakab ki wajah se jaroorat pad sakti hai teri.”

“Ji koi baat nahi.”

      Waise Gafur kuch thaka nahi tha. Woh to Ayesha ko hawas nigaho se dekh sake isiliye rehne ko kaha. Gafur chala gaya apne kamre. Ayesha ke phone pe Disha ka call aaya.

“Hello.” 

“Ayesha kaam baan raha hai na ?”

“Ha. Aab buddha mujhpe bharosa karne laga. Kehta hai ki use meri aadat hone lagi hai.”

“Wah shabash. Kaha hai tu ?”

“Usi ke ghar mein. Aaj raat taha rehne ko kaha.”

“Wah. Aab sahi mauka hai thoda sa raat ko apna jalwa dikha lekin thoda sa. Use ehsaas dila ki tum kitni badi hoor ho.”

“Aaj raat. Sach mein ? Matlab jaroori hai ?”

“To kya tumhe gazal gaane ka paisa de rahi hoon ? Use rijhao aur garam karo. Yahi tumhara kaam hai.”

“Thik hai. Main karti hoon. Lekin……..”

“Lekin kya ?”

“Mere paise thode aur badhao. 1 lakh rupees maja nahi aa raha.”

“Thik hai agar aaj raat tum kamiyaab hui use thoda sa bji garam karne mein to tumhe 1,25,000 doongi mahine ka. Aab khush ?”

“Samajhlo kaam ho jayega. Aab woh buddha mere husn se nahi nach payega.”

“Good. Aab lag jao kaam pe.” Disha ne phone cut kar diya.

     Raat ka waqt tha. Gafur ne Ayesha ko pair dabane ke liye bulaya. Apne bed pe leta hua Gafur bakwas room mein Ayesha ka intazaar kar raha tha. Thodi der mein Ayesha aayi room mein. Gafur ke pair dabana shooru kar diya. 

“Wah Ayesha tu pair bahut aacha dabati hai. Aaahhhh thakan gayab ho gayi.”

“Shukriya.”

“Ek baat bata. Tu rehti kaha pe hai ?”

“Main ? 2 gaali ko chodkar rehti hoon.”

“Kiraye pe rehti hai ?”

“Ha.”

“Agar kiraya jyada lage to mere ghar aa jaana rehne. Waise bhi aab to hum dono ek doosre ko aache se jaante hai.”

“Ha.”

“Baju mein pada glass hai. De mujhe.”

Ayesha paani ka bottle aur glass lekar Gafur ke paaa aayi. Ayesha ne jaan boojkar bottle tap gira diya phir Gafur ke samne jhuki tap lene. Uski mast choochi Gafur ke samne dikha. Gafur ka lund khada ho gaya. Ayesha ka pehle dao sahi chala. Paani pilane ke baad Ayesha ne agli chaal chali.

“Waise aap kaise kapde silte hai ?”

“Saab. Desi videsi saab tarah ke.”

“Socha ek kapda silwane ko.”

    Gafur ki aankh chamak gayi. 

“Chal uth. Aaj tujhe western dress try karwata hoon.”

“Wow. Mujhe bahut pasand hai western dress. Skirt khas karke.”

“Chal mere dookan. Upar hai  chal.”

     Gafur Ayesha ko lekar ghar ke upar dukaan gaya jo abhi baand thi . Gafur ne chabi li aur dukan khol di. Dukaan 40 saal purani thi isiliye badi tooti phooti aur darawani thi. Lekin is dukaan mein Gafur ne kapdo ka khajana rakha tha. Waise kisi ko pata nahi tha ki Gafur ke paas Delhi ki best se best design ke kapde banane ka talent tha. Kapde silkar market mein bechkar aache paise banaye hai usne. Ayesha ki aankh chamak gayi. Gafur ne socha ki western dress dega to uski madmast jawani dekhne ko milegi. Gafur ne ek black color ka dress Ayesha ko diya aur kaha ki taiyaar hokar aa jaaye. Ayesha ne socha ki aaj raat is buddhe ko patake hi rahegi lekin soch rahi thi ki yeh buddha usse 55 saal bada hai kahi josh mein aakar use chodna na shuru karde phir doosri taraf sochi ki chaki aaj is buddhe ki raat rangeen kar denge waise bhi raandi ka kaam to pehle se hi kiya hai. Ayesha chali gayi change karne. 20 minute se jyaada waqt laga aur Gafur soch raha tha ki agar aise hi waqt lagayegi to chudegi kaise. Aaj chahe kuch bhi ho jaaye woh use chod ke hi rahega. Gafur ne dawrwaja baand kar diya taaki woh jaane na paaye. Gafur kj intazaar khatam hui. Samne dekha to ek madmast Ayesha uske samne khadi thi. Western dress mein aisi garam maal lag rahi thi ki aaj Gafur use bistar pe ghamasan chodne ka maan bana liya.

 “Yeh dress bahut aachi hai.” Ayesha khud ko kirror mein dekhte hue kaha.

“Dress to waise hi hai lekin tum bahut khibsoorat lag rahi ho.”

“Thank you.” 

     Gafur Ayesha ne kandhe pe haath rakhte hue kaha “Yeh dress rakh lo.”

“Thank you lekin ……”

“Lekin vekin kuch nahi. Rakh le jaa.”

  Ayesha ne darwaja ki taraf dekhte hue kaha “darwaja kyon baand hai ?”

“Arey baand kar diya to baand kar diya. Usme kya yeh sawal pooch rahi hai.”

“Main bahar jaakar change karke aati hoon.”

     Ayesha darwaje ki taraf badhi. Gafur aab out of control ho gaya. Ayesha baas darwaje ke paas pahuchi ki Gafur ne piche se use jhakad liya. Gafur piche se Ayesha pe lipat gaya. Ayesha samajh gayi ki Gafur ka aaj kya karne ka maan hai.

“Yeh kya kar rahe hai aap ? Chodiye mujhe.”

“Abey saali chodne ke liye nahi pakada hai.” Gafur ne Ayesha ko piche khich liya aur paas mein pade table ke upar beitha diya. Table pe pade baaki ke saare saman ko Gafur ne haath se niche gira diya aur Ayesha ke upar chad gaya. Ayesha ko kas ks baho mein pakada hua tha. Ayesha ke shouldervkobchumta hua bola ” saali mere seene pe aag lagati hai ? Aaj raat tu yaha se nahi jaa payegi. Dekh mere aag ko bujha tujhe aache se aache kapde doonga.”

Ayesha bhi kachi khiladi nahi thi. Woh bhi Gafur se maal aithana jaanti thi. 

“Lekin kapdo se kya hoga ? Please aap mere dada ke umar ke hai. Aap chodiye mujhe.”

Gafur manane wala nahi tha. “Abey itna nalhra kya karti hai. Behenchod aaj tu haath lagi hai barabar.” Aab Gafur ne apne hoth ko Ayesha ke hoth pe laga diya. Gafur ka rouch hoth aur badboodar saasein Ayesha ko mehsoos ho rahi thi. Waise buddha bada hi hawsi tha. Uske choochi ko masal raha tha. Hotho ko chumne ke baad apni gaandi zuban bahar nikala aur ek baar neck ko lick kiya. Isse sex ki bookh do gooni ho gayi. 

“Zara aaram se.”

“Hmmm.” Gafur armpit lick karne laga.

   Ayesha ko hasi aane lagi.  Buddha kisi pagal kutte ki tarah bartav kar raha tha. Khair Ayesha dhandhewali aurat thi. Gafur ke saath raat bitane mein koi khas mushkil nahi thi lekin ek problem thi. Yeh Gafur gaanda dikhata tha aur umar bhi jyada thi. Gaandi dadhi aur gaande baal. 

“Aab yeh kapde utar.” Gafur ne dress ke chain ko pakadte hue kaha.

   Ayesha ne Gafur ka chain pe rakhte hue kaha “Tum bade kamine buddhe ho. Meri umar kitni choti hai lekin phir bhi.”

Gafur ne is baad apni jeeb nikalkar Ayesha ke mooh mein daalkar chusne laga. Paan ka gaanda thook Ayesha ki zuban mein ghul gayi. Yeh rouch sex tha. 

“Behen ki laudi umar ki baat maat kar. Mard hoon asal. Raand teri chut ka aisa haal karoonga ki bhosadiki diwani ho jayegi.”

“Lekin aaj raat ke liye mujhe kya milega ?”

“Mera lund.”

“Main paise ki baat kar rahi hoon.”

Gafur ne kapde utarke kaha “Ek baar is Musal lund se chud phir paise ko bhool jayegi.”

      Gafur ne Ayesha ko table pe lita diya aur kapde utarke nanga kar diya. Saare kapde door phekkar Gafur Ayesha ke nange jism ko ghoor ghoor ke dekh raha tha. Chuchi moti aur chut saaf saath hi saath mast gaand ke saath Ayesha Gafur ke samne aaj nangi padi hui thi. Gafur uske choochi ko jeeb se chat raha tha. Ayesha ka jism garam hone laga. Kaafi deeno se kisi ke saath sex nahi kiya tha to shayad aaj chut ki garmi ne uske maan mein yeh elaan kar diya ki Gafur se chudne mein hi asal maja hoga. Costumer ki ek kiss se pata laga leti hai ki uska performance kaise hoga lekin Gafur ke kiss se samajh gayi ki aaj raat hi nahi aanewali kai raat aur deen Gafur use chodta rahega aur to aur ek maalik ki tarah aur asal mard ki tarah use maje deta rahega. 

“Kya meri raand banegi ?”

“Pehle kaam kar ke dikhao phir bataungi.”

      Gafur se raha nahi gaya aur sidha lip lock karne laga. Dono ki juban ek doosre se mili. Gafur ke paan ka thook Ayesha ke mooh mein jaata hi jaa raha tha aur Ayedha bade aram se nigalti jaa rahi thi. Gafur aab boobs pe toot pada. Kya mast chuchi. Gafur dono haatho se maslta raha. Kisi sponge ball ki tarah masal raha tha. Apne aap ko jyada na rok paaya aur phir lund ko dono chuchi ke bich rakhkar pel raha tha. 

       Ayesha ne dono pair fela diya. Gafur chut ki aur dekhkar apne gande naak ko chut ke qareeb lekar sunghane laga.

“Kya khushbu hai is chut ki. Zara ise chakhne to de.”

         Gafur ne chut ko thoda sa kholkar jeeb andar daal diya. Yeh action se Ayesha turn on ho gayi. Gafur bade mast tareeke se chut chat raha tha lekin uski dadhi jo gaandi aur dhool ki wajah se kadak ho gayi thi woh chut ke paas wale hisse pe chubh raha tha jisse maja ka level kuch alag hi laag raha tha. Chut ke andar thook daalkar Gafur maja le raha tha. Dono haatho ko alag kaamo mein laga diya. Ek haath ki gaand masal raha tha to doosra chuchi. Chut ko jaise bones samajhke kutte ki tarah lick kar raha tha. 

“Wah kya chus rahe ho. Ohhhhhhhh aur jor se chuso. Meri chut jaise kisi ke liye tadap rahi thi.”

     Gafur chut ke paani ko pee gaya. Aab Gafur 69 position pe aa gaya. Ayesha ke upar let gaya aur chut pe jeeb rakhkar chatne laga. Ayesha Gafur ke niche mooh mein lund liye kisi taste lolipop ki tarah chus rahi thi. Lund pe kaafi saded baal the. Maile aur thode gaande. Lekin basa tha lund. Ayesha ke chut ko chatate hue Gafur bola “ooooohhhhhh madharchod kya chusti hai tu. Mera lauda jaise tere mooh mein aakar maje mein ho. Tu saali is lund ko choosne ka kaam karegi. Saali tere lund chusne se lagta hai ki tu pakka raand ka dhandha karti hogi.”

“Karoon ya na karoo aapko maje lene se kaam aur mujhe lund se kaam.”

“To chus is buddhe ka lund.”

       Dono bade hot 69 position pe the.

 
   Gafur aab gaand ko bahut tezi se masal raha tha. Lund ko jaise doogna jor aur taqat mil gaya. Lund ko haath mein liye Gafur ne 69 position se utha aur aab waqt aa gaya tha gufa mein sahi tarah se fateh hasil karna. Poore lund ko mooh se bahar nikalne ke baad Ayesha jor jor se hafne lagi. Gafur rukne wala nahi tha. Sabse pehle ek aur lambi French kiss kiya phir lund ko haath mein liye chut ke bahar touch kar raha tha. Ayesha  ki badhti siskari ne use andar daalne ka green signal de diya. Josh mein aakar harami buddha Gafur lund ko chut mein daala. Abhi 2 inch gaya hi ghusa ki Ayesha chatpatane lagi. Ayesha samajh gayi ki aab yahi woh mard hai jo use sex ka gulaam bana sakta hai. Phir Gafur ne uski koi parwah nahi ki aur 4 inch ghused diya jisse Ayesha ki chikhe nikalne lagi. Ayesha ke chikh ko ansuna kar daath pisare hue aur sharir mein paseene ki lahar dod rahi thi. 

      Agle hi paal poore aggression ke saath chut mein poori tarah se lund ghisa diya aur Ayesha chilla padi. Awaz rokne ke liye Gafur ne mooh apne haath se daba diya aur bola “Teri behen ko chodu saali gaand phat gayi itne mein ? Abhi to iski aadat daalni hai tujhe.”  

     Itna kehkar Gafur dhakka marne laga. Apne haath ko Ayesha ke boobs pe rakhkar masalte hue bola “Ya Allah kya raand hai yeh. Bhadvi ki itni maroonga ki kisi ne iski maari hi na ho.”

      Aab yeh dard maja mein badal gaya. Ayesha ki chut ko pelkar Gafur itna samajh gaya ki yeh bahut saare logo se chudi hogi.

“Sach bata aab tak kitno se chudi hai tu ?”

“Yeh sawal kyon pooch rahe ho ?”

“Teri chut se hi pata chalta hai. Bol madharchod bol.” Gafur baal khichate hue bola.

“Aaaahhhh. Chodo mera baal. Main kai logo se chudi hoon.”

“Kya tu raandi hai ?”

“Nahi lekin baas chud gayi.”

“Iska maatlab yeh hai ki tu dhandhe se nahi lekin andar hi andar raand jaroor hai. Waise bhi teri jaisi raand ko chodne ke liye hi rakhoonga.”

“Pehli raat mein tumne apna irada bol diya ?”

“Ha. Tu jaanti nahi. Main kisi aur ko yaha lana chahata hoon.”

“Kon hai woh ?”

       Aab dono khule aam ek doosre se raaz ki baatein share kar rahe the. Gafur aab dhaake ki speed badha di. 

“Woh teri memsaab Disha. “

“Kya usse ?”

“Ha.”

“Yeh bahut mushkil hai.”

“Nahi . Agar tu chahe to yeh ho sakta hai.”

“Kaise ?”

“Use behla phuslakar.”

“Mushkil hai. Nahi main nahi karoongi. Mujhe naukri dilaya usne. Yeh dhokha hai.”

“Agar tu is kaam mein mera saath degi to pakka yeh dukaan ka aadha hissa tera.”

   Ayesha ka dimaag chakraya aur dukaan ka naam sunkar boli “sach keh rahe ho ?”

“Allah ki qasam. Ek baar tu mujhe Disha de de. Phir usse nikah karke use yaha lekar tujhe maala maal bana doonga. Tu jaanti nahi Disha ko paane ke liye main kuch bhi kar sakta hoon.”

“Samajh lo kaam ho gaya. Aab Disha isi ghar mein aapki begum banegi chahe iske liye jabarjasti kyon na karni pade. Aapka saath mein doongi.”

      Yeh sunkar Gafur bahut khush hua aur woh aab haad se jyada jor jor se dhakka dene laga. Woh Ayehsa ko nochane laga. Woh apne daat se Ayesha ke kandhe ko bite kar raha tha. Ayehsa ko dard ke saath maja bhi aa raha tha. 

“Aab se tu meri wafadar naukar aur rakhail.” Gafur ne Ayesha ka mooh khola aur thook diya.

Ayeha ne thook nigal liya jisse yeh signal mila ki aab woh uske liye kaam karegi. Gafur ne poora jor daalkar chudai kiya aur aab woh climax mein pahuch gaya. Saara viriya usne Ayesha ke uparbdaal diya aur upar hi so gaya. Dono paseene se lat pat so gaye. Ayehsa ke upar leta Gafur bahut khush tha ki aaj use ek permanent rakail mil gayi jo uske sex ki bhookh mitayegi aur ek sipahi bhi jo use Disha ke paas le jayega. Gafur ne Ayehsa ke neck ko koss kiya aur neck pe lips rakhke so gaya. 

     Ayehsa bahar se Gafur ki wafadaae lekin andar se woh Disha ka kaam karegi. Aakhir uska namak jo khaya  hai  woh Disha ki hi wafadaar rahegi. Roj Gafur ka bistar garan karke uska vishwaas jeetegi aur Disha ko uske niyaat ki khabar karegi.

    Gafur is kahani ka bada villain hai. Woh Disha ko paane mein itna kamina baan gaya tha ki jaroorat padne mein woh Gangu ko bhi raaste se hatane ko taiyaar tha. Gafur Gangu ko maarne ko bhi taiyaar tha. Usne tai kar liya ki aab ek mahine ke andar woh Disha se nikah karke use is ghar mein humesha ke liye laayega. Woh itna kamina aadmi hai ki Disha ke pati aur Gangu ko humesha ke liye usse door kar dene ki qasam khayi hai. 

     Aab yeh tonwaqt hi batayega ki Disha ke saath aab kya hoga. Aab is kahani mein sabki musibaate badhne wali hai. Gafur aab Simran ko bhi hawas ka shikar banake use apne ghar laayega. 

Hawas ek aisa nasha hai jo ek baar chad jaaye to jaldi utarne ka naam nahi leta. Yeh nasha Gafur ke andar ki naso tak jaa pahucha. Subah 5 baje Gafur aur Ayesha ghar mein aa gaye the. Dono bedroom mein nange pade hue the. Gafur Ayesha ke upar nanga leta hua tha. Dono aram se 8 baje tak nange soye pade the. Gafur ki phir aankh khuli to Ayesha abhi bhi so rahi thi. 

“Uth. Chal subah ho gayi.”

“Ummmmm sone do na.”

“Abey mujhe kaam pe jaana hai us Simran raand ke ghar. Mujhe chai pila phir tujhe jitna sona hai so lena. Aab utu bhi jaa meri raand.”

    Ayesha uth gayi aur angadai leti hui kapde pehenkar chai banane ke liye kitchen mein  gayi. Gafur naha dhokar taiyaar hua. Laal color ka pathani kurta paijaama pehne woh hall mein beitha. Ayesha chai lekar aayi. Gafur ne cgai piya. Ayesha khadi thi.

“Idhar aa. Chal ek pappi dede.”

    Ayesha Gafur ke god mein beith gayi aur ek lip kiss kiya. 

“Kitne baje aa rahe ho ?”

“5 baje. Aur sun aaj raat mera ek dost aa raha hai. Jara usko……”

“Matlaab uska dhyan rakhna hai ?”

“Ha. Woh mera aacha dost hai. Zara usko bhi garam kar de. Tu to jaanti hai mere dost mere liye kya hai.”

“Kaun hai woh ?”

 “Sulemaan naam hai uska. 40 saal se mera dost hai. Chota sa gang chalata hai. Tujhe dekhkar lund khada ho gaya uska. Main usse kaam nikalwana chahata hoon. Aur tujhe woh chodna chahata hai. Use khush kar de phir usse madad lekar bahut kaam nikalwaunga. Woh aur Fawaad aa raha hai.”

“Dono ko aaj raat……”

“Hmmmm. Khush kar de dono ko.”

“Thik hai jaanu.”

“Phir der raat tujhe main thokunga.”

“Jaise aapki marzi maalik.”

        Gafur Ayesha ko lip kiss karta hua bola “Sulemaan ke zariye main Gangu ka game over karoonga. Uske ekdum se khush kar de taaki humara kaam free mein ho jaaye.”

“Kaise maroge use aap ?”

“Woh kaam Sulemaan ka hai. Chal us Simran ke ghar jaana hai. Meri honewali doosri biwi.”

“Wah 2 biwi rakhoge ?”

“Hmmmmm. Dono ko roj chodunga.”

“Aur mera kya ?”

“Tu to saali meri rakhail hai. Tujhe to jaab marzi hogi tab chodunga jaise aaj raat. Chal chalta hoon Khuda Hafiz.”

“Khuda Hafiz.”
   
      Gafur  ko Manu ne kaha tha saath e jaane ko. Manu ke ghar Gafur pahucha aur dekha ki Manu so raa tha. Gafur Manu ko uthakar taiyaar hone ko kaha. Manu nahane chala gaya. Gafur ne ek chaal chali. Manu kw chai mein neend ki goli mila di aur phir woh chai Manu ko de diya. Manu ne jaise hi chai pee use jabarjast alas lagi. Woh ghar se bahar nikalne ka maan nahi bana paa raha tha. Aisa maan kar raha tha ki kuch der aur so jaaye.

“Manu tu thik to hai na ?”

“Abey yaar Gafur yeh neend bahut aa rahi hai. Maan nahi kar raha hai kaam karne ka. Ek kaam karo na. Tum jao aur mujhe kuch der maje ki neend lene do. Ek een kaam pe nahi gaya to woh raand maar nahi jayegi.”

“Arey bhai uske dil mein jagah kaise banaoge ? Main kitna teri madad kar paaunga ?”

“Abey kar le na meri setting uske saath. Tu to pakka khiladi hai. Abhi jaa bhai aur mujhe maje se sone de.”

Thik hai. Jaisi teri marzi. Main chala.”

       Gafur bada khush hua. Aab to poore deen woh aur Simran ghar mein akele. Aaj Gafur ne soch hi liya tha ki apni pehli chaal mein kamiyaab hokar hi rahega aur wo hai Manu ke baare mein Simran ko galat sunana taki woh Manu se nafraat kare aur usi shakal bhi na dekhe. Ek riksha mangakar Gafur Simran ke ghar tak pahucha. Paan ka e tukada mooh mein lekar bell bajaya. Darwaja khula to Simran ke samne Gafur tha.

“Hi. Please come in.” Simran ne halke se smile dete hue kaha.

“Shukriya memsaab.”

“Woh Manu kaha hai ?”

“Woh to so raha hai. Use aaj kaam pe nahi aane ka maan hai.”

“Aisa kaha usne ?”

“Ha. Lekin yeh maat kehna ki maine yeh saab aapk bataya. Dost hai mera. Lekin keh raha tha ki aapke yaha ek deen kaam nahi karega to maar thodi na jaayengi aap ? Aapko woh gaande gaande naam se bulata hai.”

“Us harami ki yeh himmat ki mere baare mein gaanda bole ? Usko to jaan se maar doongi.” Simran ne bahut hi ghusse mein kaha.

“Arey mohtarma. Ghussa thook dijiye. Aap baas usko lekar kyon deen kharab kar rahi hai ? Chaliye aap jaise khubsoorat memsaab ke liye aacha sa kapda sil deta hoon. Aab chaliye mujhe jaldi se kaam shooru karna hai.”

“Wah aap aate hi kaam pe lag gaye aur woh kamina insaan.”

“Memsaab ghussaa…….”

“Thook doongi. Aab khush.”

“Hmmmm”
        
     Simran ne smile dete hue Gafur ko dekha. Slawar kameez mein sexy lag rahi thi woh. Gafur ne bhi bade muskil se apne maan ko kaabu mein laaya.

“Chaliye memsaab aab main kaam karna shooru kar deta hoon.”

      Gafur kaam pe lag gaya. Simran bhi kuch der laptop pe kaam kar rahi thi. Office ka kaam khatam karke woh Gafur ko dekhne gayi. Gafur kafi focus dekar kaam kar raha tha. Simran ke maan mein Gafur ke liye positive thinking aane lagi. Lekin woh yeh nahi jaanti thi ki Gafur in 5 deeno ka target banake use patane wala tha. Gafur ke liye woh 5 deen bahut hi crucial aur important the. 

“Aap kuch lenge ?”

“Arey nahi. Aap tension maat le.”

       Gafur ne nazar ghumaya to dekha ki Simran aur Disha ki tasveer thi. Yeh dekhkar Gafur maan mein bola “Dono ameer aurat kya lagti hai. Kuch deeno mein dono ka paisa mera hahahahahahahaha. Saari zindagi sade se ghar mein raha aur aab kaam hone ke baad aish hi aish.”
    
        Gafur ne socha ki chalo us Disha ko call kare. Thoda usko bhi chedne ka kaam kar de. Chair se uthkar apne pocket se phone uthaya aur call kiya Disha ko. Us waqt Disha kaam kar rahi thi ghar ka. Disha ne socha  baad mein call receive karegi lekin phir baar baar phone aata jaa raha tha. Disha ne aakhir call receive kiya.

“Hello.”

“Kaisi ho meri jaan ?” Gafur ne lund masalte hue kaha.

Gafur ki awaz pehchaante hi Disha ko bahut ghussa aaya aur boli “Tum jaise bekar aadmi ho to samjh hi lo kaisi hogi ?”

“Aab ghussa maat kar. Jaanti hai main kaha pe hoon ?”

“Nahi janana mujhe.”

“Teri dost Simran ke ghar.”

   Yeh sunkar Disha ke hosh ud gaye air poochi “waha kya kar rahe ho ?”

“Kuch khas nahi. Baas yeh kehna tha ki aab main use apni amanat banaunga aur ha rok sakti hai to rok le.”

“Aab uske piche kyon pad gaye ?”

“Meri marzi. Waise bahut kadak maal hai. Saali ko aukat pe launga aur tujhe mere bistar pe. Chal aab ginti geen. Waise teri kaamwali Ayesha mast hai.”

“Aab Ayesha ke saath bhi ?”

“Aab woh meri raand baan gayi hai. Aab se woh mere bistar ko garam karegi phir uske baad tu aur Simran hai hi.”

  Disha isse pehle kuch bolne jaaye ki Gafur ne phone cut kar diya.  Disha ka ghussa satve aasman pe tha. Woh Gangu se Gafur ke baare mein bata dena chahati thi lekin Gangu Gafur ko apna saccha dost maanta hai aur uski shiqayat pe bharosa to bilkul bhi nahi karega.
   
    Disha chalte hue apne room mein gayi aur Gangu leta hua tha. Disha ko dekhkar Gangu bola “Darwaja baand kar aur mere paas aa.”
   
     Disha ne darwaja baand kar diya. Aur woh Gangu ke paas aane lagi. Gangu us waqt cigarette phook raha tha.

“Tujhse ek baat karni hai.”

“Ha bolo na.”

“Delhi wapis kaab jaana hai ?”

“Kyon ? Koi jaldi hai kya ?”

“Nahi aisi baat nahi hai phir bhi gaon mein rehkar ub nahi jaati tum ?”

“Le mujhe kaisi ub. Meri 2 poti hai na mere liye aur ek pota bhi. Teeno ke saath waqt kaat jaata hai.”

“Yaha suvidha nahi hai tere ghar jaisa. Isiliye keh raha hoon. Mujhe aacha lagane ke liye khud ko mushkil mein  maat daal.  Khud ko takleef maat de.”

“Kisne kaha ki mujhe yaha rehne mein takleef ho rahi hai ? Aapko ho rahi hai to bolo.”

“Arey nahi aisi baat nahi hai.” Gafur Disha ke clevage pe ungli daalte hue bola.

“Mujhe yaha pe aacha lag raha hai. Aab agar tum chahate ho ki main yaha pe nahi rahoo to bol do main chali jaoon.”

“Dil to karta hai ki tu humesha ke liye reh ja lekin yeh samaj bhi na.”

“Samaj ki chinta chod dijiye. Main aur aap ek doosre ke liye hai to phir doosro ke baare mein kya sochana.” 

     Gangu ne Disha ko kiss karte hue kaha “Meri jaan.”

           Dopahar ka waqt ho chuka tha aur Gafur lagaatar subah se kaam kiye jaa raha tha woh maan hi maan khud se bol raha tha “Abey Gafur is raand pe to koi asar hi nahi pad raha hai. Main kaam kiye jaa raha hoon lekin iske maan mein mere liye kuch aacha aaya bhi ya nahi. Agar mere liye uske maan mein kuch nahi hua to yeh saqti se kaam karne ja koi fayda hi nahi hua.  Subah se aab rak ek bhi baar mere paas nahi aayi. Koi baat nahi Gafur, bade bade kaam mein time lagta hai. Sabra kar woh aayegi.”
   
     Waha doosri taraf Simran Gafur  ko dur se dehte hue maan mein boli “Kitna immandari se kaam kar rahe hai yeh. Mujhe laga ki Manu ki tarah yeh bhi buddha bahut ganda kism ka hoga. Lekin yeh pehla aisa aadmi nikala jisne mujhko ghoor kar to kya dekha hi nahi. Lagta hai ki aadmi imaandar hai.”

   Simran Gafur ke paas pade sofe pe jaakar beith gayi. Woh Gafur se boli “Aapne subah se kuch khaya nahi hai. Kuch lekar aaon ?”

“Arey nahi memsaab, jaab kaam karta hoon na taab bhukh nahi lagti ulta se jyada maja aata hai kaam karne mein. Aap zara dekhiye is kadai mein koi kami to nahi aayi ?” Gafur ne dress ke ek hisse ko dikhate hue kaha.

    Simran ne starting design dekhkar hi khush ho gayi. Use woh design baut pasand aaya aur sach mein ue laga ki Gafur ke haatho mein hi kamal hai. Abhi 20 % bhi kaam nahi hua aur itna tough attractive design banaya maatlab yeh bahut kamal ka tailor aur designer bhi hai.

“Wow that’s so beautiful. Bahut sundar hai. Aapke haatho mein jadoo hai. Bahut hi aacha banaya hai.”

Gafur andar hi andar khush hua aur bola “Aacha kyon nahi banayenge ? Itni khubsoorat memsaab hai samne to kya kharab design banake denge ? Apni saari zindagi ka anubhav is dress mein daalenge. Dekhiyega aapko sabse aacha design kiya hua dress denge.”

“Wow really ? Kitna dil dekar kaam kar rahe hai aap. Aap bahut aache hai kash woh bekaar aadmi Manu bhi yeh quality rakhta.”

“Lagta hai kaam mein dhyan nahi deta Manu.”

“Bahut hi bakar aadmi hai. Jaab maan chaha aacha kaam kiya aur jaab maan chaha poora kaam hi kharab kiya. Time se koi kaam nahi karta.”

“Sikh lega saab kuch.”

“Aacha ek bat bataiye. Aap to use jaante hai na ? kitni naukri se nikala gaya woh.”

   Gafur ko mauka mil gaya uske baare mein galat fehmi paida karne ka. Kaam karte karte bola “Kai saari naukri se nikala gaya. 1 saal se jyada kisi bhi naukri mein nahi tika.”

“Kyon nikala gaya ?”

“Rehne do memsaab haar baat kahi nahi jaati.”

“Kyon koi galat kaam ki aadat ai use ?”

“Har galat kaam ki. Nasha karna, aurton ko boori nazar se dekhna aur paiso ki hera pheri karna.”

     Simran ko baat sach lag rahi thi. Use laga ki agar woh Manu ko jyada der tak yaha pe rakhegi to paiso ka ulat pher ya [hir uski ijjat lekar hi manega.

“To phir mujhe use naukri se nikal dena chahiye.” Simran ne kaha.

“Arey nahi memsaab. Gareeb aadmi hai aab woh dil lagake yaha pe kaam karega. Usne kai baar mujhe kaha hai ki use yaha  kaam karna aacha lagta hai.”

    Waise woh reason to Simran bhi jaanti hai ki kyon us namurad  Manu ko yaha pe kaam karna pasand hai. 

“Aap kitne saalo se yeh kaam kar rahe hai ?” Simran ne poocha.

“Ji qareeb 25 saal ka tha taab shuru kiya. Pichle 10 saal se yeh kaam chod diya tha phir aab jaakar yeh kaam kar raha hoon.”

“Ohhhh phir aapka dukaab kaun sambhalta hai ?”

“Mere 2 aadmi sambhalte hai.”

“Phir achanak se yeh kaam shooru kar diya aapne. Kyon ?”

“Waise iska galat matlaab maat samajhna aap. Aap itni khubsoorat aur jawan ladki hai. Meri bahut tamanna rehti hai kisi khubsoorat ladki ke kiye kapde banane ka kyonki jis tarah se painter kisi sundar ladki ko dekhkar painting banata hai waise main bhi khubsoorat ko aur bhi jyada khubsoorat banane ka shaukh rakhta hoon.” Gafur ne bina dekhe kaha.

“Oh thank you. But main aapke is tareef ko nahi maanti. Is duniya main mujhse kai log aache dikhate honge.”

“Waise ek baat yaad rakhna. Jo aapse aachi dikhati hogi woh lakho mein se ek hongi. Doosri baat to yeh hai ki sirf dikhana aachi baat nahi hai. Zaroori hota hai aapke taur tareeke. Aap ka bartaav aacha ho yeh jaroori hai aur mujhe lagta hai ki aapka bartav bahut aacha to phir main yahi kahoonga ki aap aab tak meri nazar mein sabse khubsoorat ladki hai.

       Simran ko yeh baat dil pe lagi. Log use humesha arrogant aur egoistic lady kehte the lekin Gafur woh pehla aadmi nikala jo use andar tak dekha ho. Usne uske andar chuppi hui khubi ko pehchana. Simran ko yakeen ho gaya ki Gafur waisa aadmi nahi ha. Use pata hai ki Gafur uspe lattu hua hai lekin phir bhi Gafur usse tameez se pesh aa raha hai lekin sach to yeh hai ki Gafur ka bahari dikhava tha. Asal mein woh kameena aur gira hua aadmi hai jo sirf Simran ko hawas ki aag mein jhokna chahata tha. Use Simran ka paisa bhi hathiyana tha.
       
        Simran ko laag raha tha ki buddha hua to kya hua kaam se kaam ek aacha insaan to hai. Simran isi khayalo mein khoyi hui thi ki Gafur ki awaz ne use wapis vastavik duniya mein le aaya. 

“Memsaab. Kya hua ? Maine kuch galat kaha ?”

“Nahi. Bilkul nahi. Baas thoda soch mein pad gayi. Wiase tum akele rehte ho ?”

“Ha. Biwi to chal basi aur beti ki shaadi ho gayi. Waise aap itne bade ghar mein akeli rehti hai ? Aapke maa baap kaha hai ?”

Waise Simran apni personal baat kisi se share nahi karti lekin Gafur ke samne aab khulkar personal baat karne lagi.

“Mummy papa to bahut dur rehte hai.”

“Aapki shaadi hui ?”

“Nahi.”

“Kamal hai. Aisi ladki kuwari hai aab tak ?”

“To kya koi boyfriend hai ?” Gafur ne halki si muskaan dete hue kaha.

“Kai log reh chuke hai lekin un saab mein koi baat nahi.”

“Aab to mujhe un saab ladko pe ghussa aa raha hai.”

“Aisa kyon ?”

“Aapko nahi poori tarah se apna paaye. Heera haath se unke chala gaya.”

“Oh stop it.” Simran ne sharmate hue kaha.

       Dekhte dekhte shaam ke 5 baaj chuke the aur Gafur ke jaane a waqt bhi ho gaya. Gafur toorant saman pack karke jaane ko  taiyaar ho gaya. Simran ko pata hi nahi chaa ki waqt kaise gujar gaya.

“Waise e baat kahu Gafurji ?”

“Ha boliye.”

“Aaj kafi saalo ke baad kisi se khulkar itna baat kiya. Thank you.”

“Yeh to mujhe kehna chahiye Thank you.”

“Kyon ?”

“Mere samne koi pari itne der tak mujhse baat ki.”

Yeh tareef sunkar Simran ke chehre par ek muskaan aa gayi.

 “Boora na mane to ek farmaish karoon ?”

“Ha kariye na.”

“Aap saree peheniyega kaal.”

“Kyon ?”

“Aap usme jyada khubsoorat lagengi. Itna kehkar Gafur waha se muska ke chala gaya. 

      Simran samajh gayi ki Gafur uspe fida ho gaya. Waise Simran ek khubsoorat ladki hai aur khubsoorat ladki ko mardo ki aankho se saab pata chal jaata hai. 

      Gafur ko aane mein thoda sa waqt lag gaya. Ghar aaya to dekha ki Sulemaan aur Fawad uske ghar mein hi the. Green pathani kurte mein Sulemaan badi shaan ke saath sofe pe beitha hua tua. Us waqt smoking kar raha tha.

“Salam Alaikum Sulemaan miyan.” Gafur ne roon mein aate hi kaha.

“Walekum Salam bhaijaan.” Sulemaan uthakar Gafur ke gale lag kar bola.

“Kaise ho bhai mere.” Gafur ne beithne ka ishara karte hue kaha.

“Baas thi hoon aur aab aur bhi.” Sulemaan Ayesha ki taraf dekhkar bola.

“Sahi hai. Ayesha jaa jaakar bhaijaan ke liye kuch la.”

     Ayesha aage badhi hi thi ki Sulemaan ne uska haath pakadke apni godi mein bithake bola “Khaterdaari to bahut hui miyaan aab jara kaam ki baat karo.” Ayesha ke lips ko kiss karte hue Sulemaan use bukhe sher ki tarah dekh raha tha. Ayesha ne bhi use lip kiss kiya. 

“Ek aadmi ko raaste se hatana hai.”

“Kaun ?” Sulemaan Ayesha ke boobs ko dabate hue poocha.

     Gafur ne tasveer Fawad ko di aur Fawad ne Sulemaan ko di. Gangu ki tasveer dekhte hibwoh bhadak gaya aur bola “is haram jaade ko main maroonga. Saale ki wajah se mera bhatija Hasan Khan jail mein hai. Saale ne ek aurat ke saath mere bhatije ko maara aur police ke hawale kar diya.”

“Us aurat ke liye hi use raaste se hatana hai.”

“Suna hai woh aurat badi mast maal hai ? Uske liye yeh saab kar rahe ho ?”

“Saale aab us aurat ke baare mein galat maat bolna. Woh meri hone wali begum hai.”

“Maaf karna miya. Aab se hum use aise nahi bulayenge lekin Gangu ko maarke hi dum loonga.”

“Jo karna hai karo lekin use maaro nahi barbaad karo. Use kisi galat kaam mein phasa do taaki woh Disha ke nazaro mein gir jaaye. Mujhe yeh aurat haar haal mein  chahiye.”

“Samajhlo ho gaya.” Sulemaan ne Fawad ko ishara karte hue tasveer de di.

“Aab hume chalna hoga Gafur bhaijaan.” Sulemaan ne Ayesha ko kaas ke baho mein bharte hue kaha “ise bhi le jaa raha hoon.”

“Abey saale aaj raat ise chodna hai mujhe.”

“Maaf kar dost 1 haafte ke liye yeh mere ghar rahegi. Iski lene ka maan hai.” Sulemaan ke kiss kiya Ayesha ko.

“Thik hai leja tu bhi kya yaad rakhega.” Gafur ne dadhi mein haath ghumaate hue kaha.

“Chalo bhaijaan aab se 7 raat yeh meri raand. Khuda hafeez bhaijaan.”

“Khuda hafeez.” Gafur Ayesha ko lip kiss karte hue kaha “khush karde mere yaar ko.”

     Dono kaminey log hasne lage. Sulemaan Ayesha ko lekar ek tooti phooti car mein beith gaya. Fawad ne driver ko chalne ka ishara kiya.  Car waha se chali gayi. 

    Car mein beithe beith Sulemaan ne Ayesha ke kapde ke andar haath daalte hue kaha “Jaab tak ghar na aa jaye jara yeh raas to chakh loon.” Sulemaan ne Ayesha ke clevege pe apna muh chipka diya aur clevage se lekar neck ko lick karneaga.

 Disha raat ke samay Gangu ki raah dekh rahi thi. Apne dosto ke saath woh ghumne gaya tha. Woh intazaar kaar rahi thi aane ka. Terrace pe beithkar chaandani raat ke niche woh thandi hawa liye beithi thi. Pinky waha aa pahuchi. 

“Kya hua dadi ? Aap akeli beithi hui hai ?”

“Kuch nahi unki raah dekh rahi hoon.” 

   Pinky ne majak mein Disha ko jhakadte hue kaha “lagta hai aaj phir dada ke saath raat bhar jaagne ka irada hai.”

“Apni dadi ko chedne ke siway kuch karti bhi hai ? Jaab teri shaadi hogi taab tujhe pata chalega. Jaab aurtein tujhe chedegi to.”

“Dadi aap bhi na. Shaadi ki baat maat kiya karo.” Pinky ne sharmate hue kaha.

“Lali kaha pe hai ?”

“Woh padhai kar rahi hai.”

“Chalo aacha hai. Mera pota Manoj kaha pe hai ?”

   Manoj dadi kehte hue dodta hua aaya aur Disha se lipat gaya. Disha ne halki ki pappi Manoj ke gaal pe di. 

“Dadi aaj aapke saath sona hai.” Manoj ne Disha ke god mein sir rakhte hue kaha.

“Thik hai. Chalo mere room.”

“Yeahhhhhhh.” Manoj khush hua.

“Manoj tum nahi so sakte. Chalo apne room wapis.” Pinky ne jor dete hue kaha.

“Nahi mujhe dadi ke saath sona hai.” Manoj ne zid karte hue kaha.

“Manoj…..”

“Koi baat nahi Pinky bachcha hi to hai.” Disha Manoj aur Pinky ko lekar niche aa gayi.

“Waise dadi agar aisa chalta raha to mera chacha kaab aayega ?” 

“Aa jayega. Agar unki iccha hui to.” Disha ne sharmate hue kaha.

      Dono alag hue. Disha Manoj ko bed pe litake sula diya. Manoj gehri neend mein so raha tha. Raat ke 1 baje darwaja khatkhatane ki awaz aayi. Disha samajh gayi ki zaroor Gangu aa gaya. Disha ne darwaja khola to Gangu nashe mein jhul raha tha. Gangu ne sharab pi hui thi. Andar aakar woh room mein ghusa. Disha bhi room mein aa gayi. Bina kuch bole Gangu ne darwaja baand kar diya aur Disha ki saree khich li. Disha ko bhi pata na chala ki saree kaab usse alag ho gayi. 

Apne boobs ko haatho se dhakte hue boli “abhi nahi.”

  Gangu Disha ke haath ko niche karke kiss karte hue kaha “chal utar saab kapde aaj tujhe bistar tod chodna hai.”

“Nahi ho sakta abhi.”

“Kyon ? Chal karne de warna jabarjasti karni padegi tere saath.”

“Mera to maan hai ki aap mere saath jee bharje sex karein lekin zara dekho to sahi kaun hai yaha ?” Disha ne Gangu ko Manoj ki taraf ishara kiya.

“Ise kyon yaha sulaya ? Tujhe chodunga kaise ? Kyon aisa kiya tune ?”

“Uska maan tha saath mein sone ka. Aakhir mera pota hai. Dadi ka pyaar milna to chahiye.”

 Gangu ne smike kiya aur Disha ko lip kiss karte hue kaha “Tu kitna sochti hai iske liye.”

“Hai to mera grandson dhyaan to ralhoongi hi.” 

     Gangu Disha ko bed pe litaya aur light baand karke Disha ke upar nanga let gaya.

“Aaj poori raat kaam se kaam upar se maja to lene de. Chodunga nahi lekin upar se kiss to karoonga.”

Disha ne blouse aur bra utark3 phek diya aur kaha “Ji mere pati dev.”

  Gangu upar sr lekar navel tak kiss karne laga. Dono nange hi ek doosre se lipte hue the. 

       Agle deen ki subah jaldi se Gafur neend se uth gaya aur taiyaar hokar jaane ko taiyaar  hua. Aaj usne soch hi liya ki killa aaj fateh karke hi rahega. Agar aaj Simran saree pehnegi to samajh lo ki Gafur ne apne jeetne ki shuruaat kar li. Is  aar Gafur kuch alag sa design ki hui saree le gaya. Woh aakhir Simran ko apni aur se impress karna chahata tha. Gafur kaal ki tarah wapis Manu ke ghar gaya. Kaal raat ko jaan bujhkar Gafur ne Manu ko sharab aur chicken ki party di thi. Manu ke ghar jaake bahar se dekha to Manu aur Kallu maje se abhi bhi sharab ke nashe mein talli the. Baas kya phir ek baat aur Gafur ka kaam baan gaya. Pata chal gaya ki aaj Manu Simran ke ghar kaam karne jaa nahi paayega.  Rikshaw mein beithkar Gafur chala gaya Simran ke ghar. Aaj woh yeh dekhne ko betaab tha ki kya Simran uske kehne ke hisaab se kapde pehnegi ya nahi.

     Wahi ghar mein rehlar Simran bhi sochane lagi ki kya woh saree mein aachi lagegi. Bahut kaam mauko mein woh saree pehni thi. Socha ki wph buddha uske liye kitna kuch kar raha hai to kya uska itna bhi haq nahi banta. Lekin doosri taraf se Simran ko darr tha ki agar saree mein woh aachi nahi laagi to uska majak bhi baan sakta hai. Phir doosri taraf use Gafur yaad aaya. Woh nahi chahati ki jisne uske liye itna kuch kiya woh dukhi ho jaaye. Khud ko kaise bhi karke manane ki koshish to karr rahi thi lekin phir bhi Simran kisi bhi nateeje mein nahi pahuch paa rahi thi. 

   Gafur subah 9 baje Simran ke ghar ke paas pahuch gaya. Usne door bell bajai. Darwaja khulte hi Gafur ki aankhe phati ki phati reh gayi. Woh nazara dekhkar Gafur jaise saas lena hi bhiol gaya ho. Khushi ke maare uska haal behaal ho gaya. Simran saree mein uske saamne khadi thi. Gafur ki pehli chaal kamiyaab hui. Woh itna samajh gaya ki aanewale waqt mein woh Simran se kuch bhi karwa sakta hai. Saree mein Simran itni beautiful aur sexy laag rahi thi ki Gafur ka maan kar raha tha use waha hi chod dene ka. Lekin khud ke maan pe woh kaise bhi karke kaabu paya. Khud pe naaz karta hua Gafur khud hi ko pehli jeet ki badhai dene laga. Gafur upar se lekar niche taak Simran ko dekhe jaa raha tha.

“Khuda ki qasam. Yakeen nahi ho raha hi aap itni haseen dikhati hai saree mein.”

    Gafur ki tareef se Simran ke chehre pe badi si smile aa gayi aur woh bol padi “Thank you Gafurji. Lekin main saree mein kause lagoongi yeh sochke ghabra rahi thi.”

“Isme ghabrane wali baat kya hai ? Agar aap apni khubsoorati par naaz nahi karengi to kaise chalega ? Lekin qasam se aaj aap thoda door rahiyega warna kaam mein maan nahi lagega humara.”

Dono hass pade. Simran ko Gafur ki har tareef dil se pasand aane laagi. Thodi minute mein hi Gafur kaam pe laag gaya. Simran ne window se dekha ki police aati jaati nazar aa rahi thi. Simran ko kuch samajh mein nahi aaya phir use yaad aaya ki kaal news mein announcement hua tha ki Delhi mein badh rahi pollution ki wajah se poora Delhi baand rahega. 7 deeno tak koi bhi apne ghar se bahar nahi nikalega. Poora Delhi lockdown mein rahega taki pollution kaam ho sake. Yeh baat Simran bhool gayi thi. Simran jaldi se Gafur ke paas aayi.

“Aapne kaal news dekha tha ? Simran ne poocha.

“Nahi memsaab. Hua kya hai ?”

    Simran ne news mein hui announcement ki baat kahi. Woh bhool gayi thi.

“Lagta hai memsaab mujhe jaldi ghar ke liye nikalna hoga.” Gafur jaldi se saman pack karne laga aur beg pack karke nikalne hi wala tha ka ki ek jor ka siren naja jisse yeh signal mila ki lockdown ka time shooru ho gaya. Simran ne ghar ka bell baja. Simran ne darwaja khola to dekha ki ek Police inspector khada tha. 

“Hello ma’am main inspector Rana hoon.” Inspector ne apna introduction dete hue kaha.

“Ji sir how can i help you ?”

“Agle 7 deeno ke liye main is areal ka incharge hoon. Jaise ki aap jaanti hai ki lockdown ka siren baaj gaya hai aur aab koi bhi is seal area se nikal nahi sakta. Agar aapko koi bhi kaam ya saman mangawana ho to please hum police walo ko call kariyega. Call ka time subah 7 se 9 baaje tak. Koi bhi saman ho aapko hum pahucha denge. Tab tak please aap hume cooperate kariega.”

“Sir mera ek kaamwala hai use ghar jaana hai.”

“Sorry ma’am aab kuch nahi ho sakta. Area seal ho gayi aur aab sirf home deliever wale ko hi allow kiya hai nikalne ka.”

“To aab…”

“Waise bhi ma’am aapka ghar bada hai us aadmi ko kuch deen yaha hi rehne do. Agar aapko woh problem de to hum hai na yaha pe.”

 “It’s ok sir no problem.”

“Ok ma’am aab hume nikalna hoga.”

“Ok sir.”

    Simran wapis aayi aur Gafur waha se jaa raha tha  simra  ne use roka aur kaha ki kuch deeno ke liye yaha hi rahe. Gafur ko samajh mein nahi aaya. Simran ne uski aur inspector se hui baat ke baare mein kahi. Yeh sunkar Gafur maan hi maan khushi se jhoom utha aur socha ki yahi mauka hai ise apne lund ke niche laane ka. Lekin bahar de dikhave ke liye bola “arey memsaab aab humara kya hoga ?” Gafur tension wale expression mein  aa gaya.

     Simran ne Gafur ka kandhe pe haath rakhte hue kaha “Aap yaha reh sakte hai. Koi problem nahi.”

“Yeh tuhara badappan hai. Lekin mujhe ajeeb lagta hai doosro ke ghar pe rehkar.”

“Sirf 7 deen ki hi to baat hai. Aapka kaam bhi hota rahega in deeno mein.”

“Baat to sahi hai.”
   
     Gaur ne kaam karna shuru kar diya. Apne beg se saman bahar nikalne laga. Beg se saman nikalte hue ek pudiya gir gayi jise dekh Gafur ne toorant haath mein liya. Use laga ki koi dawai hogi isiliye usne toorant Ayesha ko call kiya.

“Aaaaahhhhhhh ha Gafurji boliye.”

“Tu Sulemaan ke saath hai ?”

“Ha. ooooooohhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaahhhhh ha hoon. Phone kyon kiya ?” Us waqt Sulemaan Ayesha ki thukai kar raha tha.

“Tune mere liye koi dawai beg mein rakhi thi ?”

     Yeh sunkar Ayesha jor jor se hasne lagi. Gafur ko thoda ghussa aaya.

“Abey behen ki laudi. Haas maat jawab de.”

“Yeh meri taraf se tohfa hai. Yeh aisi waise dawai nahi hai. Ise maine rakha tha lekin kehna bhool gayi.”

“Kya hai isme ?”

“Yeh aapke liye nahi us Simran ke liye hai. Is dawai se insaan ke sharir mein aag lagne laagti hai. Use sex karne ka maan hone laagta hai.”

“Kya saach mein ???”

“Ha.”

“Oh Ayesha meri raani thank you.”

    Ayesha ke haath se Sulemaan phone hin leta hai aur bola “Abey saale thukai karne de. Disturb maat kar.”

“Jaa bhadve jaa. Ayesha ko phone de.”

“Nahi. Baad mein baat karna.” Sulemaan ne phone kaatke baaju mein rakh diya aur aab woh Ayesha ki thukai kar raha tha.

   Ayesha ki chut mein Sulemaan ka azgar ghusa hua tha Ayesha kaal raat se aab tak chud rahi thi. Ayesha Sulemaan ke niche padi hui thi. Sulemaan Ayesha ke upar letkar thukai kar raha tha.

“Wah raandi tune mujhe khush kar diya.” Sulemaan Ayesha ko chumte hue bola.

“Kaal raat se yaha pe hai hum.”

“Aur rahenge bhi aage. Ek baar Gafur ka kaam kaar doon phir tujhe humesha ke liye yaha pe le aaunga. Meri sabhi raand mein se tu sabse aage rahegi”

“Sach ?”

“Ha.” Sulemaan dhakka maarte hue kaha.

“Waise kitni ladkiyon ko eakha hai ?”

“Kai saari lekin tu gazab ki hai.” Sulemaan kiss karte karte bite bhi karne laga.

“Oh Supemaan I love you.” 

“Us Gafur ko yahi kaha hoga.”

“Nahi jaanu tum sabse behtaar ho. Gafur to haramzada hai.”

“Sach mein ?”

“Ha.”

“Aaaahhhhh aab mein jhadne wala hoon. Taiyaar ho ja.

      Sulemaan andar tak jhad gaya. Sulemaan ka darwaja uske wafadar naukar Imad ne knock kiya. Sulemaan Ayesha ki tasveer lete hue kaha “Main thodi der mein aaya. Jaana maat kahi.”

“Jaldi aana.” Ayesha ne kaske kiss kiya.

“Aab chod raand wapis aate hi teri garmi utarta hoon bazaroo aurat.”

Sulemaan waha se chala gaya. Thodi der mein ek buddha musical instrument leta hua room mein ghusa. Ayesha ne chaukte hue poocha “Yaha kyon aaye ho nikalo yaha se.”

“Janab ne mujhe aapke khidmat mein bheja hai. Aapko manoranjan dene ke liye.”

“Kaise manoranjan karoge ?”

“Sangeet bajake.”

“Kya naam hai tumhara ?”

“Ali naam hai mera.”

“Beitho.”
    
     Ali music bajane laga aur Ayesha ko neend aane lagi. Ayesha ko Sulemaan ki yeh amiri zindagi pasand aayi. Seher se door ek alishaan ghar duniya se door taaki police ka labhi raid na pade. Raja jaisa jeene wala Sulemaan ke saath moj hi moj. Ayesha ne spcha ki uske paiso pe aish ke saath saath Gafur ka bhi kaam tamam karna hai. Gafur aur Sulemaan ke bich jhagada karwana hai taaki donk dushmaan baan jaaye. Ayesha maje se raani ki tarah so gayi. Ali music bajata raha.

 Lockdown ko abhi sirf ek hi den hue the aur Gafur Simran ke dimaag mein aachi chap chodne laaga. Aab waqt aa gaya tha ki Simran ki chudai ki jaaye. Simran subah subah subah taiyaar hokar apna kaam laptop mein kar rahi thi. Aab Gafur itna ipen hi chuka tha ji jaab chahe baat karne lagta tha. Simran ko bhi koi problem nahi thi baat karne mein. Use maja aata tha baat karne mein. Aab to Simran jaan bujkar Gafur ki dheere dheere attract karne laagi thi. Gafur ke samne attractive kapde pehenke inpress karti thi. Subah subah Gafur aaya Simran ko dekhne. Simran Gafur ko dekhte hi boli “aap kaab uthe ?”

“Main to 6 baaje utha.”

“Aur soye kaab ?”

“Raat 3 baaje.” 

“Gafurji please. Kabhi kabhi aaram bhi kar liya karo. Thak jaaoge. Poore raat bhar kaam kyon kar rahe the ?”

“Tumhare liye.”

“I know lekin abhi bahut time hai kaam poora hone mein. Itni jaaldi kya hai ? Tumhari tabiyaat kharab ho gayi to ?”

“Tum pehle yeh to dekho ki maine tumhare liye kya kiya hai ? Kitni mehnat se tumhare liye yeh banaya hai.”

   Gafur ne Simran ko saree dikhaya jo usne banai thi. Simran ko andar tak yeh baat laagi aur maan hi maan boli “Gafur buddha jaroor hai lekin mere liye kitni mehnaat ki hai. Pehli baat kisi mard ne mujhe itna impress kiya hai. Gafur kitna aacha aadmi hai.”

  Lekin Simran ko lya paata tha ki Gafur ki andar bhari hui hawas ki aag aaj woh bhujhake rahega. Woh Simran ko phasana chahata hai. Simran ko yeh saree bahut pasand aayi aur boli  “wow what a beautiful saree. Gafur tum bahut mehnati aadmi ho.”

“Yeh maine khas tumhare liye banaya hai. Apna dil dekar.” 

 Simran samajh gayi ki Gafur andar se uske baare mein kya soch raha hai lekin yeh saab mushkil hai kyonki Gafur usse umar mein 60 saal se jyasa baada hai aur buddha bhi. Yaha tak uski beti bhi uski maa ki umar ki hai. Waise Simran ne kai mardo ke aath sex kiya hai lekin is baar samne koi aur hi type ka aadmi hai. Saree ko dekh Simran ko aacha mehsoos hua. Use yeh saree bahut hi sundar laagi.

“Wow it’s beautiful. Saree bahut aachi hai.”

“Yeh aur bhi aachi lagegi jaab aap ise pehnengi. Meherbani karke ise pehenke mere samne aayina. Allah ki qasam husn ki paari lagengi aap.” Aab Gafur free hokar line marne laaga. 

“Thodi der mein aati hoon. Ek second meri coffee taiyaar hui ya nahi woh dekhke aati hoon.”

    Gafur ne rokte hue kaha “Main dekhke aata hoon.” Gafur chala gaya kitchen. Coffee ko dekhkar usne jeb se ek pudiya nikali jisme ek dawai thi kise lekar 1 ghante ke andar insaan mein bhari sex karne ki iccha jaag jaati hai. Sharir mein sex karne ki garmi badh jaati hai. Torrant dawai ko coffee mein milakar Simran ko de diya. Simran ne coffee jaise hi piya Gafur khushi ke maare paagal ho gaya kyonki bahut jald Simran ko chodne ka sapna poora hoga.

“Aab aap jaiye aur saree pehenke aaiye. Aadhe ghante ho gaye aur aap gayi hi nahi.”

“Ha jaa rahi hoon.”

“Jaldi kariya betabi ho rahi hai hum.”

     Simran smile karte hue andar gayi. Waha usne Gafur ki banai hui saree ko pehna. Gafur lund ko masalte hue bola “Sabar kar Gafur thodi der mein yeh tujhse chudegi. Uske baad saali ko raand banaunga aur itna chodunga ki meri gulam baan jayegi aur phir apni bachi hui thodi si zindagi mein zindagi bhar ka maaja loonga. Disha aur Simran aab se bhool jao kisi doosre mard ko kyonki aanewale waqt mein tumhari zindagi aur jism mere hawale ho jaayega. Phir tum logo ke saath woh karoonga jo tum soch bhi nahi sakti.” 

   Simran ne saree pehen liya. Saree pehenkar mirror ke samne khud ko dekhnae laagi. Is saree mein Simran khud ko jyada hi attractive manane laagi. Khud ki khubsoorati pe Simran ko naaz hone laaga. Woh samajh nahi paa rahi thi ki isse jyada khubsoorat woh kabhi dikhi bhi thi ya nahi. Gafur ke banai hui saree mein khud ko is haad tak pasand karne laagi ki use lagne laaga ki duniya mein usse jyada khubsoorat koi ho bhi nahi sakta.  Simran apne room se bahar nikali.

    Drwaja khulte hi Simran ko bahar aata dekh Gafur apna hosh kho beitha. Itne high class rich aurat ek low class galeez buddhe ke samne aayi. Simran itni hot laag rai thi ki Gafur ki bolti baand ho gayi. Woh to baas Simran ko ghoore jaa raha tha. 

Simran ek qatil muskaan ke saath Gafur ke samne beith gayi.

Simran samajh gayi ki uske qatil husn ke samne Gafur 100 ki maut mara gaya. Halka sa transparent saree aur sleeveless blouse mein uska jism qatil laag raha tha. Itni gori aur khubsoorat aurat ko dekh Gafur ki haalat marne jaisi ho gayi. 

“Allah ki qasam qayamat laag rahi ho tum. Qasam se sach keh raha hoon.”

“Thank you Gafur. Yeh saree bahut khubsoorat hai.”

  Gafur Simran ke paas aakar bola “tumse khubsooorat nahi hai yeh saree.”

“Baate banana baand bhi karo tum.”

   Gafur ne uske gore kandhe pe haath ghumata hua bola “main sach keh raha hoon. Allah ki jhoothi qasam nahi khata main. Lekin tum aisi khubsoorat aurat ho jise zindagi mein doosri baar dekha.”

“Pehli kaun hai ?”

“Woh us ghar mein ek Disha naam ki aurat hai woh.”

“Arey woh meri dost hai. Tum jaante ho use ?”

“Ha lekin Simran tumne aaj mera dil jeet liya.” Gafur mauke ka fayeda uthate hue Sumran ke kandhe ko halke se kiss kiya. Simran ko jaise tez se bijli ka jhatka laaga ho. Poora jism kaapne laaga. Gafur ne doosre haath se Simran ke chehre ko chukar khud ki taraf kiya aur bola “Tum husn ki raani ho jaan.”

Yeh baat Simran ko ajewb laagi aur boli “Jaan please yeh kya keh rahe ho tum ?”

Gafur Simran ko kaske baho mein pakada aur kaha “Jaan ko jaan nahi kahoonga to kya kahoon ?” Aab is baar Gafur ne Simran ne gaal oe kiss kiya. Jaha Simran ki khushbu use paagal kar rahi thi to waha uske jism se fail rahi badbu Simran ko pareshaan kar rahi thi. Gafur ki dawai aab asar karne laagi. Simran aab garam hone laagi. Lekin phir bhi khud ko control karte hue kaha “Yeh kya kar rahe ho tum ? Yeh gaalat hai. Tum mujhe umar mein bahit baade ho. Yeh saab aacha nahi laagta.”

 Gafur Simran ne kamar pe haath rakhta hua bola “Yeh saab kudrat ki banai hui chiz hai. Pyaar karna gunaah nahi. Allah ki qasam yeh pyaar insaan ko jeene aur maje karne ka mauka deta hai.”

Simran control ko khone laagi lekin phir bhi boli “aaahhh please leave me. Warna aaj gaalat ho jaayega.”

“Ho jaane do. Jo jism ko milne do. Simran main buddha jaroor hoon lekin Allah ki nigaho se pyaar karna koi gunaah nahi. Kya main insaan nahi. Gareeb aur badsoorat hoon isiliye mujhe pyaar karne ka haq nahi ?”

“Aisi baat mahi hai. Main kaale gore ka bhed nahi kaarti lekin tum mere dada ke umar ke ho.”

“Maanta hoon main buddha hoon lekin pyaar kaab se umar dekhne laagi. Sach kehta hoon. Pyaar aur jism ki bhook ko mitana kya hota hai aaj main tumhe bataunga.” Hafur ne halke se Simran ke hoth ko chum liya. Simran aab paagal hone laagi. Saasein upar niche hone laagi aur boli “Mahi Gafur pleae. Khud ko rook nahi paa rahi main. Yeh gaalat hai.”

“Mat roko khud ko. Aaj tumhe pyaar karke rahoonga. Meri ho jao Simran. Main buddha jaroor hoon lekin tumhe aisa pyaar karoonga ki tum meri ho jaogi.” Aab Gafur ne apne gaande mooh se kiss kiya. Aab woh Simran ke hoth pe khud ke hoth ko jod liya. Saasein upar niche hone se Simran ke boobs upar niche hoone laage. Gafur ne uske seene se lipat gaya. Uske chati se Simran ke boobs dab gaye. Gafur ne jeeb se Simran ke hooth chate. Simran aab control se bahar ho gayi aur aab woh apne dono haath se Gafur ko kaske pakad liya. Dawai ka asar Simran ko poori tarah se ho gaya aur Gafur yeh baat samajh gaya. Aab waqt tha agli chaal chalne ka. Gafur Simran ko uske bed room mein le gaya aur andar se darwaja baand kar liya. Simran ka pallu ek hi jhatke mein gira diya. Simran ko sharam aane laagi kyonki ek gair mard jise woh sirf kuch deeno se hi jaanti thi aaj woh uske bed room mein apni manmani karte hue dikh raha tha. Simran ko andar se sex ki  bhookh badhne laagi. Lekin sharam bhi ek chiz thi aur isi wajah se khud ke seene ko haath se dhakkar piche mud gayi aur boli “aisa maat karo Gafur mujhe sharam aa rahi hai.”

     Gafur bhi pakka khiladi tha aur piche se kaske use pakada aur bola “tumse mohobbat karta hoon. Aaj simran meri hogi aur aanewale waqt mein meri hi rahegi. Yeh sharam chod do aur mujhe aaj is makhmali josm ka maja lene do.” Gafur ne ek hi jhatke mein Simran ko khud ke samne kar diya aur wildly kiss karne laaga. Simran aab yeh sharam bhool gayi aur ek galeez buddhe ko apna liya. Simran ne socha ki aaj main khud konis buddhe ke hawale kar doongi. Gafur ne Simran ko leta diya aur khud nanga ho gaya. Is baar uska kaala aur lamba lund samne dikha. Simran yeh dekhkar jaise paagal si ho gayi. Gafur ne paagalo ki tarah Simran ke boobs dabaya. Simran ko maja aane laaga. Simran ne apno jeeb bahar nikali aur Gafur ne toornt ue chusne laaga. Apne thook ko ndr daalne laaga aur Simran mahe se nigalne laagi. Simean ko aab baas Gafur e sex chahiye tha. Barso se akelepan ki wajah se woh sex ki bhookhi ho gayi thi. Aaj woh sirf sex chahati thi use Gafur aab tak ka ek kadak mard laaga.

Gafur ne apna lund pakada aur hilane laaga. Simran ne lund par se Gafur ka haath hataya aur khud pakad liya. Use yeh bada lamba lund laaga. Ek kaale saap pe gora haath. Simran ko yeh lund bahut aacha laaga.   Lekin Gafur aab ek khatarnaak chaal chalne wala tha. Woh toorant ek hi jhatke mein piche haat gaya aur bola “Ya Allah yeh kya kar diya maine. Khuda mujhe maaf kar de.”

    Simran ko jaise jor ka jhatka laag aur poochi “kya hua Gafur ?  Yeh ya keh rahe ho ?”

“Main yeh gunaah karne jaa raha tha.” Gafur jhoot moot ka rone laaga.

“Abhi to tum keh rahe the ki pyaar koi gunaah nahi aur aab…”

“Abhi bhi kahoonga ki pyaar gunaah nahi lekin main jis duniya se hoon waha yeh saab ek pai patni hi kar sakte hai. Saacha pyaar pati patniyon mein hota hai.”

“Aakhir kehna kya chahate ho tum.”

“Yahi agar maine yeh kar diya to mere nasar main tum ek raand baan jaogi aur yeh main mhi karoonga.”

“Main raand nahi hoon. Mujhe us nazar se maat dekho.” Aab dawai ka asar ho gaya Simran ko aur use Gafur ka lund dikhai de raha tha. Use woh lund chahiye tha baad.

“Agar tum chahati ho ki humara pyaar sahi rahe to tumhe ise saabit karna padega.”

“Kya ?”

“Mujhse nikah karna padega tumhe.”

“Yeh kya keh rahe ho. Yeh mushkil hai.”

“To yeh nahi ho sakega humare bich. Jo aurat bina shaadi kiye kisi ke saath yeh saab kare to mere log use raand kahenge.”

“Kya koi doosra raasta nahi hai ?”

“Nahi. Yah phir nikah karo ya phir rehne do yeh saab.”

    Dono ke bich kaafi baat hui lekin Gafur maana nahi. Simran pe Gafur ka plan bhari padne laaga. Simran sankat mein pad gayi. Simran pe goli ka aisa asar hua ki jism jalne laaga aur sex dimaag mein ghus gaya. 

“Kya soch rahi ho ? Kya hai tumhara faisla.”

“Gafur  main taiyaar hoon. Main tumse shaadi karoongi.”

“Saach  ? Phir ek baar soch lo. Uske baad tum mana kar nahi paogi. Warna main tumhe nahi chodunga.”

“Aaona Gafur. Main tumse shaadi karoongi.”

“Phir aaja meri begum.” Gafur apni chaal jeet jaane se bahut khush hua. 

    Gafur ne apni jeeb bahar nikai aur Simran ke face ko lick karne laaga. Uske baad neck ko chata phir navel jaise koi ice cream ho waise chaat raha tha. Simran ka  baal jor se pakada aur bola “chal aab aaja aur lund chus saali.”

“Yeh kaisi gaandi baat kar rahe ho ?”

“Tu meri begum honewali hai matlaab meri joru aur main tere saath kuch bhi kr sakta hoon aur tu mana nhi kar sakegi. Chaal meri jaan aab chus lund ko.”

“Mere pati ka lund sabse mast hai.” Simran jor jor se lund chusne laagi. 

“Ek baat bata saach saach batana. Tu bahut logo se chui hai un saab main se mera lund saach mein tujhe paasand aaya.”

“Saach keh rahi hoon.”

“Nikah ke baad tu kisi mard se mere ijajat ke bina nahi milegi. Samjhi meri honewali gulaam.”

“Jo hukum mere aaka.”

    Simran aab bebak tareeke se lund chus rahi thi. Gafur buddha jaroor tha lekin sex ke mamle kisi se kaam nahi tha. Lund itna gaanda aur maila tha phir bhi Simran kisi paagal ki taras choos rahi thi. 

“Aaahhhhh kya chusti hai tu. Tum amir aurtein kya mast hoti ho kisi  raand se kaam nahi chusti tum.” Gafur Simran ka baal pakadke poora lund mooh mein ghusa diya jisse Simran ko saas lene mein taqleef ho rahi thi. Phir Gafur ne baal ko chodke boobs ko masala. Simran ke lund chusne se Gafur ko maja hi maja aane laaga. Simran ko lund ka maja lene mein maja aa raha tha. 

 
Gafur ke phone mein kisi ka call aaya. Gafur ne thodi der baad baat karne ko kaha.

“Kiska phone tha.”

“Tere damad Anil ka.”

“Anil  yeh to ***** hai. Kya tumhare yaha ***** se shaadi jayaz hai.”

“Abey meri 2 betiyon ki shaadi ***** mard se hui hai. Chalta hai saab.”

  Simran aur jor se chusne laagi.

“Aaahhhh chus mera lund. Haaaaaaa aaaaaaahhhhhhhh teri toooooo chus meri begum.” Gafur jhadne wala tha aur aab uska lund bhari tarah se akad gaya. Lund se jordar sperm ki dhar nikali jo Simran ke mooh mein chala gaya aur Simran bade asani se nigal gayi. 

  Gafur ne phone nikala aue ek audio record karne laaga. 

“Simran sach bol kya tu mujhse nikah karegi ?”

“Ha main karoongi.”

“Main galeez buddha hoon phir bhi karegi ?”

“Koi buddhe nahi ho tum. I love you Gafur.”

“Apne hosho awaaz mein bol tu mujhse nikah karegi.”

“Main Simran yeh khule aam kehti hoon ki Gafur mera honewala pati hai.”

   Gafur ne audio record karke phone baand kar diya aur Simran ko bistar pe letake chut ko chatne laaga. Simran jor chilla padi “aaaaahhhhhh chuso Gafur chuso my husband fuck me. I love black husband and i love you Gafur. Mujhe tehes nehes kar do.” 

Gafur ki beard Simran ke chut mein chubh rahi thi. Dadhi mein mail aur paseena jama hua tha. Simran ki chut kisi wild animal ki taras chat raha tha. Simran ne paani chod diya lekin Gafur ne peene ke baad ohir se chut  ko lick karna jaari rakha. Simran bejaan padi reh gaayi lekin Gafur aaj chodne wala nahi tha. Kyonki aaj ke baad woh Simran ko paaltu gulaam banana chahata tha. Simran ke zariye Disha ko paakar dono ko baaki ki zindagi ek gulaam ki tarah rakhega. Unke paiso se aish karega. 

“Gafur aab rehne bhi do. Tum zalim ho. Bahut zalim ho. “

“Aata hoon raand aabhi teri garmi utarta hoon.”

     Gafur ne bada sa ajgar haath mein liya aur bola “daal doon yeh lund.”

“Oh yes.”

“Pehle ek kaam kar.”

“Aab kya ?” 

“Mere tatte chat.”

“Woh bahut mele aur gaande hai.”

“Abey chat saali. Pooch nahi raha keh raha hoon.”

Simran niche jhuki aur tatte bahut hi gaande the. Simran ne jeeb bahar nikala aur halke se tatte mein ghumaya. Gafur bola “Abey saali poora mooh mein le. Yeh gande chizo ki aadat daal. Nahi to nikah ke baad jabarjasti dalwaunga.”

   Simran ko bahut badboo aa rahi thi. Jyada gandh aur ulti mehoos ho rahi thi. Thodi der tak chatne ke baad gaandh aana baand ho gaya aur uske baad woh khub maje se chatne laagi. 

“Chat saali phir ek aur mast chiz sikhaunga. Tujh jaisi bde ghar ki aurat ko gandhe aadmi ki saari aadat sikhaunga.” 

  Kafi der tak Simran tatte chatate rahi.

“Shabash aab uth aur bistar pe let jaa.” Simran bistar pe ulta let gayi. 

“Ek nayi chiz sikhata hoon. Aaj tak kisi se tera gaand chatwaya ?”

“Chi…bahut gande ho tum.”

“Abey itni mast maal ke gaand chatane ka maja alag hai. Is gaand ko itna katunga ki isme apna nishan chod doonga. Bahut gaand matkake mera boora haal kiya hai.”

    Gafur gori gaand ko sunghane laaga. Simran ko bahut ajeeb laag raha tha. Gand ko dheere dheere jeeb lagakar chatne laaga. Gafur chatne ke saath boobs ko masal raha tha.

“Tum bade gaande ho.”

“Kuch hi deeno mein tujhse apni gaand chatwaunga.”

“Main yeh nahi karoongi.”

“Ek baat sunle. Nikah ke baad aurat kuch nahi kar sakti. Hum musalmaan log aurton se poochate nahi hai. Use majbooran hi sahi lekin karna padega. Tujhe bhi asa karna hoga warna bahut maroonga aur tab tak jab tak tu haa na kahe. Tu saali ek naukraani banegi meri.”

     Gaand ko jor jor se daato se katne laaga jisse Simran chillane laagi. 

“Tu amir raand hum gareebo pe bahut chillti hai lekin aab yeh gareeb aadmi tujhpe roj apna hukum chalayega. Bhool ja yeh amir khayal. Nikah ke baad mere ghar mein naukrani ki tarah rahegi tu.”

“Mujhe manjoor hai tumhari naukrani bane rehna.”

Gafur Simran ko sidha kar liya aur apna lund chut mein pel diya. Ek baar mein hi aadha lund chut mein ghusa diya jisse Simran ki aankho mein aasu aa gaye aur woh dard se chillane laagi. 

“Chilla rahi hai behenchod. Jaab abhi yeh haal hai phir to aage kya hoga tera ?

“Tum daalo. Main seh loongi.”

      Gafur ne poora lund ghusa diya aur dhere dheere dhakka marne laaga. Gafur ne paas mein hi pade phone ko chupke se chalu kiya aur Disha ko call kiya. Disha ne call receive kiya aur use kuch ajeeb si awaz aayi. 

Gafur Disha ko sunate hue kaha “Simran raand. Mera lund kaisa hai ?”

“Bahut aacha. I love your cock.” 

“Tu kisse pyaar karti hai ?”

“Gafur se pyaar karti hoon.”

“Shaadi kisse karegi ?”

“Gafur se hi karoongi.” Simran ne Gafur ko jor se kiss kiya aur Disha ko saab sunai de raha tha.

“Gafur ki chudai kaisi aag rahi hai ?”

“Aaaahhhh bahut hi sexy.”

Disha ke pairo tale zameen khiak gayi aur woh yakeen nahi kar paa rahi thi ki Gafur ne uske best friend ko apne hawas ka shikar banaya. Disha ke hosh ud chuke  the. Disha ne phone cut kar diya. Gafur ek ghinoni muskaan se samajh gaya ki Disha ki halat kharb ho gayi.

Gafur aab jor jor se chodne laaga aur is baar dono haath se Simran ke gale ko jor se dabaya aur bola “Bol saali tu kiski raand hai ?”

“Aaahhh main tumhari raand hoon.”

“Main kya hoon tera ?”

“Maalik.”

“Mere siway kisi gair mard se milegi ?”

“Nahi kabhi nahi.”

“Teri aukaat samajh jaa tu. Tu sirf chudegi aur agar tune mera kehna nahi maana to teri maa chod doonga. Meri biwi hai tu aur saath hi saath sati rakhel.” Gafur chudai ke saath jor se gala dabata hua Simran ke chehre pe thook diya.

Simran hafne laagi aur thak gayi lekin Gafur ki zaalim chudai ne uspe rehem na kiya. Simran pe dawai ka aar khatam ho gaya lekin Gafur ki hudai ka dimaag mein aisa asar hua ki aab woh Gafu ke chudai ki deewani ho gayi. Aab Simran dhakke khane laagi. Gafur ki taqt aab jawab dene laagi aur woh lund nikalke Simran pe jhad gaya. Dono thake hue the aur ek doosre se chipakke so gaye. 

    Qareeb shaam ke 6 baje Gafur ki neend udi aur woh apne dost se baat kar raha tha. Simran ki bhi neend udi.

“Sun Mahmood. Kaal ek ladki se main nikah karoonga.”

“Delhi baand hai saale. Aise kaise kar doon.”

“Woh mujhe nahi paata mera nikah karwa.”

“Nahi ho sakta. Lockdown khatam hone de.”

“Teri behn ko chodu kaal hi karwa.”

“Ek raasta hai.”

“Kaisa ?”

“Internet se karwata hoon. Kaal laptop se online video calling se ho jaayega.”

“Wah kamal ka idea hai.”

“Lekin ladki kaun hai ?”

“Simran naam hai uska.”

“Kya woh to doosre dharam ki laagti hai.”

“Ha woh to hai.”

“Main nahi karwa sakta. Yeh gaalat hai.”

“Tu kya tera baap bhi karwayega.”

“Dhamki maat de mujhe.” Mahmood  chillate hue bola.

“Abe saale teri  bhatiji yaad hai. GHar se bhaag gayi thi aur woh bhi doosre dharam wale ke saath taab kuch nahi. Agar yeh baat bata di na to saab tujhpe thookenge.”

“Nahi nahi aisa maat kar bhai. Main karwaunga tera nikah.”

“Baas mere yaar aab rakh phone. Kaal ki taiyaari kar. Aur ha kisi ko is baare mein maat bolna.”

  Simran ne poocha “Itni jaldi kya hi shaadi karne ka. Baad main kar lenge na.”

“Sun Simran baad main gaya teri gaand mein. Main kabhi bhi maar sakta hoon. Tujhse nikah karke kuch deeno ki zindagi maje se nikalana chahata hoon.  Kisi ko pata nahi chalega umare baare mein siway kuch logo ke.”

“Kon kuch log ?”

“Ghabra maat jald pata chal jaayega. Tu baas kaal ki shaadi ke liye taiyaar hoja. Yeh shaadi kuch mahino ke liye hi hai phir mere marne ke deen aayenge.”

“Aisa maat kahiye main nahi aisa hone donngi.” Simran ne kaha. 

                                               
                                                                                                             Simran Weds Gafur.

   Agle deen video chat pe Mahmood ne Gafur ka nikah Simran se karwa diya. Gafur ne Simran ka chehra dhake rehne ko kaha jisse kisi ko pata na chale. Siran aur Gafu ka nikah ho gaya. Aab Dekhna yeh hai ki Gafur aur kya khel khelega.