42 saal ki akeli padosan $name1 aunty ne baarish mein bheege 23 saal ke Arjun ko ghar bulaya aur use woh sikhaaya jo koi college nahi sikhaata.
$name1 aunty poore mohalle mein mashhoor thi. 42 saal ki umar mein bhi uska badan kisi heroine jaisa tha — bhari hui chhatiyan, gehri naabhi, aur aisi gol, matakti gaand ki jab woh saree mein sabzi lene nikalti to dukaandaar bhi tol bhool jaate.
Uske pati ka do saal pehle talaak ho chuka tha. Bete-betiyan nahi the. Woh akeli apne do-manzila ghar mein rehti thi aur ek school mein Hindi padhaati thi.
Bagal wale flat mein Arjun rehta tha. 23 saal ka, M.Tech ka student, Pune se Delhi padhne aaya tha aur kiraye par akela rehta tha. Shaant, sharmila, par uski aankhein bahut kuch bolti thi — khaas taur par jab $name1 aunty chhat par kapde sukhaane aati.
Arjun ne kai baar unhe dekha tha — geeli saree mein, blouse ke peeche se jhaankti bra ki patti, jhukte waqt saree ke palloo ke neeche se dikhti gehri daraar. Raat ko apne kamre mein woh unke naam ki muth maarta tha, aur khud se sharminda bhi hota tha.
$name1 ko sab pata tha. Aurat ko hamesha pata hota hai. Aur sach kahun to use yeh nazrein achhi lagti thi. Itne saal baad koi use aise dekh raha tha, jaise woh abhi bhi jawaan ho.
Us din July ki tez baarish ho rahi thi. Arjun college se lauta to poora bheeg chuka tha. Seedhi par chadhte hue uski chaabi gir kar naali mein beh gayi.
Woh pareshaan khada tha jab bagal ka darwaza khula. $name1 aunty khadi thi, halki peeli saree mein, baal khule.
“Arre Arjun, aise kyon khade ho? Chaabi kho gayi kya? Andar aa jao, poore bheeg gaye ho. Bimaar pad jaoge.”
Arjun hichkichaya, phir andar chala gaya.
$name1 ne use towel diya aur kaha, “Shirt utaar do, main sukha deti hoon. Tab tak chai banaati hoon.”
Arjun ne shirt utaari. Uski chhati patli par kasi hui thi, pet sapaat. $name1 ki nazar ek pal ke liye wahan ruk gayi aur Arjun ne dekh liya. Dono ne nazrein phera li.
Chai peete hue baatein hone lagi. College, ghar, akelapan. $name1 ne bataya ki talaak ke baad kaise raatein lambi lagti hain. Arjun ne bataya ki Delhi mein uska koi dost nahi.
“Girlfriend bhi nahi?” $name1 ne muskura ke poocha.
Arjun laal ho gaya. “Nahi aunty… kabhi nahi rahi.”
“Matlab tumne kabhi…” $name1 ne jaan-boojh kar baat adhoori chhodi.
Arjun ne sir jhuka liya. $name1 ke andar kuch jaag gaya — ek bhookh jo saalon se soyi hui thi.
Woh uthi aur uske paas sofe par aa baithi. Itni paas ki uski jaangh Arjun ki jaangh se chhoo rahi thi. Uski saree ka palloo thoda khisak gaya tha aur blouse mein bhare hue mamme saaf dikh rahe the.
“Main jaanti hoon tum mujhe chhat par kaise dekhte ho, Arjun,” usne dheere se kaha.
Arjun ka rang ud gaya. “Aunty, sorry… main…”
“Sorry mat bolo.” $name1 ne uska haath pakda aur apni jaangh par rakh diya. “Mujhe achha lagta hai.”
Arjun ka haath kaanp raha tha. $name1 ne use dheere-dheere upar kheencha, apne pet par, apni naabhi par, aur phir apne blouse par. Arjun ne pehli baar kisi aurat ke mamme ko chhua. Bhaari, mulayam, garam.
“Daba ke dekho,” $name1 ne kaha.
Arjun ne dabaya. $name1 ke munh se halki siskari nikli. Arjun ki himmat badhi aur usne dono haathon se dono mamme pakad liye.
$name1 ne apne blouse ke hook khole, ek-ek karke. Andar kaali lace wali bra thi. Phir usne bra bhi utaar di. Uske bade, thode se latke hue, gore mamme aur gehre bhoore, bade-bade nipples Arjun ke saamne the.
“Choos inhe,” usne aagya di.
Arjun ne bachche ki tarah ek nipple munh mein liya aur choosne laga. $name1 ne uske sir ko apni chhati se daba liya. “Haan beta… aise hi… jeebh ghuma… aahh…”
Arjun seekhta gaya. Usne ek nipple choosa, doosra ungliyon mein masla, phir badal diya. $name1 ki saansen bhaari ho gayi.
Uska haath Arjun ki pant par gaya. Andar uska lund patthar ki tarah sakht tha. $name1 ne zip khola aur haath andar daala. Usne lund bahar nikaala aur uski aankhein chamak uthi. Lamba, seedha, gulaabi supada, aur upar ek boond chamak rahi thi.
“Itna achha lund aur kisi ne chhua bhi nahi? Kitna nainsaafi hai,” $name1 ne hans kar kaha.
Usne lund ko dheere-dheere sehlaana shuru kiya, upar-neeche. Arjun ki aankhein band ho gayi. “Aunty… aahh…”
“Abhi nahi chhodna,” $name1 ne kaha aur ghutno par baith gayi.
Usne Arjun ke lund ko jad se supade tak chaata, jaise koi kulfi ho. Phir supade ko hothon mein lekar choosa. Phir dheere-dheere poora munh mein le gayi, gale tak. Arjun ka poora badan akad gaya.
$name1 ek tajurbekaar aurat ki tarah choosti rahi — kabhi tez, kabhi dheere, kabhi tatton ko munh mein lekar. Arjun do minute bhi nahi tik paaya. “Aunty… nikal raha hai…”
$name1 ne munh nahi hataya. Arjun ka garam maal uske munh mein chhoot gaya aur usne sab gatak liya, phir hothon par jeebh phiraayi.
“Pehli baar mein itna to hota hai,” usne muskura ke kaha. “Ab asli class shuru hogi.”
Woh use bedroom mein le gayi. Usne apni saree khol di, phir peticoat ka naada. Peticoat neeche gira aur woh sirf ek kaali panty mein thi. Uski bhari jaanghein, chaudi kamar, aur gol gaand dekh kar Arjun ka lund phir se khada hone laga.
$name1 bistar par let gayi aur panty utaar di. Uski chut par ghane kaale baal the, beech mein mote, geele hoth.
“Pehle ise pyaar karna seekho,” usne taangein faila kar kaha.
Arjun uske beech let gaya. $name1 ne apni ungliyon se apni chut ke hoth khole aur dikhaaya. “Yeh mera daana hai. Isse dheere se chaato.”
Arjun ne jeebh lagaayi. Swaad namkeen aur ajeeb tha, par use achha laga. Woh chaatne laga, pehle dheere, phir tez. $name1 use bataati rahi — “Thoda upar… haan wahi… ab choos… ungli daal andar… do ungli… haan…”
Arjun ek achha student tha. Das minute mein $name1 uske chehre par apni chut ragad rahi thi aur bistar ki chaadar muthi mein bheench rahi thi. “Aahh Arjun… mat ruk… main aayi… aaahh!”
Uski jaanghein kaanpne lagi aur woh zor se jhad gayi. Uska ras Arjun ki thodi se tapak raha tha.
Ab Arjun ka lund phir se loha ho chuka tha. $name1 ne use upar kheencha. “Ab chod mujhe, Arjun. Pehli baar, aur meri chut mein.”
Usne khud uska lund pakad kar apne chhed par rakha. “Ab dhakka maar.”
Arjun ne dhakka maara aur uska lund $name1 ki garam, geeli chut mein phisal gaya. Dono ke munh se ek saath aah nikli.
“Kaisa lag raha hai?” $name1 ne poocha.
“Jaise… jaise jannat,” Arjun ne kaha.
Arjun ne dhakke maarne shuru kiye. Pehle anaadi, jhatke se. $name1 ne uski kamar pakad kar use rhythm sikhaaya — “Dheere… lamba… poora bahar nikaal aur phir poora andar… haan…”
Dheere-dheere Arjun ko samajh aa gaya. Uske dhakke gehre aur barabar hone lage. $name1 ne apni taangein uski kamar par lapet di aur neeche se apni gaand uchhaalne lagi.
“Haan… ab chod rahe ho asli mard ki tarah… aur zor se… pel apni aunty ko…”
Kamre mein bistar ki charmaraahat aur chudai ki pach-pach goonj rahi thi. Bahar baarish tez ho gayi thi.
$name1 ne use roka aur palat kar ghodi ban gayi. Uski badi, gol gaand Arjun ke saamne thi. “Ab peeche se. Meri kamar pakad aur thok.”
Arjun ne uski gaand ke dono hisse faila kar dekha — beech mein uski chut chamak rahi thi. Usne lund andar ghusaaya aur uski kamar pakad kar dhakke maarne laga. Uski jaanghein $name1 ki gaand se takraati aur gaand ki maans lehron ki tarah hilti.
“Maar… chaanta maar meri gaand par,” $name1 boli.
Arjun ne maara. Phir ek aur. $name1 cheekh uthi, maze mein. Arjun ab poori tarah jungli ho chuka tha. Usne uske baal pakad kar kheenche aur tez-tez pelta raha.
$name1 doosri baar jhadi, uska badan kaanp gaya aur chut ne lund ko nichod diya. Arjun bhi aur nahi rok paaya. “Aunty… main…”
“Andar… andar chhod de… mujhe koi dar nahi,” $name1 boli.
Arjun ne aakhri gehre dhakke maare aur apna saara maal uski chut mein bhar diya. Phir woh uski peeth par gir pada.
$name1 ne uski chhati par ungliyan phiraayi aur socha ki kitne saal baad uska badan aise sukoon mein tha. Arjun ne uska haath pakad kar chooma, har ungli ko alag se, jaise koi keemti cheez ho. Is sharmile ladke mein ek aisa pyaar tha jo uske purane pati mein kabhi nahi tha.
“Aunty, main kal se aapko kya bulaunga?” Arjun ne dheere se poocha.
“Bahar sabke saamne aunty,” $name1 ne hans kar kaha. “Aur is kamre mein sirf $name1.”
Dono der tak lete rahe, baarish ki awaaz sunte hue.
“Tumhari chaabi to kal tak hi milegi,” $name1 ne uske baalon mein ungliyan phiraate hue kaha. “Aaj raat yahin ruk jao.”
Arjun ne muskura ke unke nipple ko phir se munh mein le liya. Class abhi khatam nahi hui thi.
Agli subah jab woh kitaabein lekar college gaya, to seedhi par $name1 aunty saree theek karte hue khadi thi. Dono ne ek doosre ko dekha aur chupke se muskura diye, jaise mohalle ka sabse meetha raaz sirf unka ho.