Aslam ki randi Dr. Kamya part 2

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Chapter 15
Thodi der mai Kamya ki office ka darwaza khula…Wo Usman tha.
Usman Aslam ke kahe mutabik uske agle plan ke hisab se aya tha.
-“Madam mai ander aa sakta hu?”
Usman ki najar jaise hi Kamya pe padi, uske lode mai halchal hone lagi. Ek to waise hi Kamya itni sexy thi aur sleeveless blouse aur chasme uske chehre par usse aur bhi sexy dikha rahe the. Aur upar se jab usse yaad aya ki wo aaj iss khubsoorat docterni ko chodne k plan ka hissa hai, aur kuch hi dino mai ye uske lode se chud rahi hogi to uska loda tight ho k dard karne laga. Phir bhi ussne apne aap ko sambhala (Abhi mujhe apne aap ko control karna hoga, warna shayad issko control karne ka moka hi na mile)

– “Are Usman, tum yaha, kya baat hai? Kuch kaam tha? aao ander aa jao”
Kamya k iss saval ne usse uski soch ki duniya se bahar nikala, wo abhi bhi darwaje pe khada tha.

– “Wo madam kaam to tha.. aur bahot jaroori tha”
Aslam puri tarah se koshish kar raha tha ki uske ander ki feeling Kamya kahi pakad na le

– “Mujhe nahi lagta mai tumhari kuch madad kar paungi… Sameer sahab ke kisi bhi kaam ki mujhe jyada jankari nahi hoti hai… Agar unka koi kaam hai to tumhe unke anne ka intejar karna hoga”
– “Kab tak ayenge Saab?”
– “Abhi kam se kam 3 hafte baad ayenge… “

Usman ka dimag phir se soch mai dub jata hai (3 hafte!! wah sali ko chodne ke liye bahot time milega.. waise ye bhi kya maal hai… 3 hafte kya 3 mahine bhi esse akela chodu to bhi kam pade, Bhenchod)

– “Accha ye to batao Kya kaam hai?”
– “WO madam kaam aap ka hi hai…”
– “Mera?”

Kamya b ab thodi curious hui ( Isse mera kya kaam ho sakta hai?)

– “HA batao… mujhse hogi utni mai jaroor madad karungi”
– “Wo madam…”
Usman ruk jata hai
– “Batao bhi… Ghabrao mat”
– “Wo darasal Madam mai Aslam ke bare mai baat karne aya hu”
– “Aslam? Kon Aslam?”

Kamya expect nahi kar rahi thi k koi Aslam ko jan bhi sakta hai, aur agar janta bhi hai to unki mulakat ke bare mai bhi janta hoga. Kamya ko thodi ghabrahat hone lagti hai
(Ye kis Aslam ki baat kar raha hai ? Wahi Aslam to nahi? Ye uss Aslam ko kaise janta hai? Kahi issne Aslam ko mere saath dekh to nahi liya? Agar dekha hai to kya kya dekha? Kya number ke bahane Wo mere boob daba raha tha ye usse pata hai? Kya wo mujhe sade aam Randi keh raha tha ye isse pata hai?)
Kamya ke dimag mai savalo ki jhadi lag jati hai

Ye saval sunte hi Usman bhi soch mai dub jata hai.. (Ye kya.? Ye aisa kyn puch rahi hai? Kahi Aslam ka illaj karne ka plan issne chod to nahi diya?? Nahi nahi essa nahi ho sakta)
Apni ankho ke samne usse apne chudai ke sapne tutate huye najar aa rahe the… wO sapne jo usne raat ko dekhe the, jisme Tanya(Sameer ki Bahen) Palang par jhuki huyi hai aur wo uski choot mai apna loda jor jor se pel raha hai.. Kamya piche beth kar Usman ki gand ke surakh mai apni juban dal kar uski gaand ko chate chatte chod rahi hai aur Preeti(Kamya ki choti behan) Usman ko kiss(smooch) kar rahi hai. Us sapne ko yaad kare ke hi Usman ka loda aur bhi jyada tight hone lagta hai. Wo phir se try karta hai.

– “Wahi Truck driver Aslam..Jisne kal aapko lift di thi aur aapne jiska illaj karne ka promise kiya tha”
– “Accha woh Aslam…Par tum usse kaise jante ho? Aur uske bare mai kya baat karni hai?”
Kamya abhi bhi sure nahi thi ke Usman kya kya janta hai, aur usse kya kya bolna chahiye? wo bus sambhal ke kadam rakhna chah rahi thi. Taki wo galti se kuch aisa na bol de jo use nahi bolna chahiye (Jhahir si baat thi wo nahi janti thi jo bhi uske samne ho raha hai wo ek plan ka hissa hai). Usman ka dimag bhi apni baat ko rakhne ke liye aisi hi baate soch raha tha.

– “Wo madam wo mere bachpan ka bahot hi gehra dost hai..mera bahot kareebi hai.. Mai bas apka shukriya ada karne aya tha ki apne uski madad karne ki sochi”
– “Ohh…Acchi baat hai. Tum betho mujhe tumse kuch baat karni hai uske bare mai”

Kamya ab thoda relex feel kar rahi thi aur ab wo Usman se Aslam ke bare mai ho sake utni information collect kar lena chah rahi thi… Jo age jake uske illaj mai helpful ho sakti thi
Usman bhi yahi chah raha tha, usse bhi Aslam ke baare mai baat karni thi. Agar Kamya na bolti to woh samne se bhi usse Aslam ke bare mai wo baate batane wala tha jo Aslam ne usse sikhayi thi.. Taki wo iss docterni ke dimag ko thik se control kar sake, jaise wo chahe.

Aslam bahot acche se jan chuka tha ki Kamya bahot Egoistic aur bahot hi jyada helping nature ki hai… Emotinal hai.. Usse bas ess emotion ko thik se use karna tha taki Kamya ke liye piche hatne ka koi moka na rahe, aur phir ek hi chij ho sake AAGE BADHNA. Iss chij ke liye usse ek dam bharose ka aadmi mil gaya tha, jiski bato par Kamya b bharosa kar legi.
Waise dil ke kone mai wo yahi ummed kar raha tha ki jo bhi ho raha hai wo bilkul waise hi ho jaise usne socha hai, aur ek taraf usse apne anubhav aur soch par bharosa tha ki jo hoga uske hisab se hi hoga…
Uska yahi confidence Usman bhi dekh chuka tha. Tabhi to wo itni badi risk le raha tha. Warna apne sahab ki biwi pe try marne ki himmat wo kabhi na kar sakta.

Usman ne Aslam ke plan ke hisab se baat age badhai, bus wo situation ke hisab se improvise kar rah tha. Wo Kamye ke age chair mai beth gaya.
– “Ha madam boliye?”
– “Apne iss dost ke bare mai batao jara.. Taki mai usski thik se help kar saku..Wo kya hai illaj karne k liye patient ko thik se aur kareeb se samajh na jyada jaroori hai”

– “Sahi kaha madam aapne… Mai bhi aapse aisi hi kuch baat karne aya tha.. Waise bhi Aslam ka case thoda pechida hai”
– “Pechida?”
– “Ha isse pehle do docter uska case lene se mana kar chuke hai.. Bichara, puri jindgi ussko nakami aur inkar hi mila hai”
– “DOcter ne case lene se inkar kyun kar diya? Ese case mai pachida kya hai?”
– “Pehle docter ko Aslam ki bimari samjh mai hi nahi ayi… to usne dusre docter to refrece kiya… Par wo Aslam ki bimari dekh hi nahi paya”
– “Bimari dekh hi nahi paya? matlab?”
– “Docter ke samne wo lakh chah kar bhi ek bhi gali bol na paya. Uski sharm uske raste mai aa gai… Docter kabhi uska dost na ban saka aur sirf ek docter hi bana raha… aur Aslam se tang aa kar mana kar diya.. Waise bhi Aslam kon sa usse jyada fee de sakta tha ki wo uspe thodi mehnat karta??”

Kamya ka Egoistic aur competitive behaviour uss pe havi hone lagta hai.. (Docter bhi kaisa tha? Usse dost ki tarah pesh aya hota to uski bimari ko samajh sakta… Yahi Aslam ki problem hai, aur wo itna b samajh nahi paya? Ek garib insaan ko dekh ke piche hat gaya..Selfish log. Aur dusre docter ko to kuch samajh hi nahi aya.. Kaise docter hote hai?!! Mai Aslam ka illaj kisi bhi kimat par pura karongi.. Ek dost ki tarah na ki ek docter ki tarah.. Fees aur sharam kabhi ek masson insan ke illaj mai rukavat nahi banege) Kamya apni thinking pe bahot proud kar rahi thi… Uska ego ye sab soch ke ek ajeeb si khushi de rah tha.

– “Maam aap bhi Aslam ka illaj fees le kar karengi? Madam wo jyada kamata nahi hai… Please uspe kuch reham khayiye.. Mai aapka ehsan jindgi bhar nahi bhulunga”

Ab Kamya ka emotinal behaviour us par havi hone lagta hai…Waise Kamya ne fees ke bare mai ab tak jyada socha nahi tha.. par Usman ki baat sun kar woh soch mai pad jati hai (sahi baat to hai.. Ek garib tempo driver meri fees kaise chuka payga.. Koi baat nahi, ek illaj mai free mai bhi kar dungi to kya farak padega?)
Kamya shayad janti nahi thi ki ye FREE ka illaj usse kitna MEHNGA padne wala tha

– “Are nahi nahi… Maine fee ki baat to ki hi nahi.. Tum Aslam ko bata dena ki mai usse fees nahi lungi.. Thik hai?”
– “Thik hai madam…Aap bahot acchi hai” (Aur sexy bhi hai.. Sali jab tujhe pata chale ga ki tu hamse free mai chudne bhi vali hai to pata nahi tu kya karegi… Tere iss sangemarmar ke badan ki keemat chukane ke liye to pura khajana bhi kam pade.. Aur tujhe kaha akele chodna hai… Tere saath tere ghar ki wo do choti randi bhi to chodne milegi… Bhenchod… yaar kab hoga ye sab??)

– “Ab batao… Tum Aslam ke bare mai kya bata sakte ho?”
Usman ne pehle Kamya ke ego factor ko chot pohchadi thi… ab emotional factor ki bari thi.

– “Bada abhaga hai mera dost.. Jindgi mai usne hamesha khoya hi hai.. Paya kabhi nahi”
– “Thoda khul ke batao” Kamya bhi thodi curious aur excited feel kar rahi thi… jaise koi choti bacchi kahani sunne ki wait kar rahi ho..(Waise ye bhi to kahani hi thi… Bas ye bacchi nai thi… Isse bacchi ki maa banane ki planning thi)

Chapter 16
“Bichare ne bachpan mai hi apne maa baap ko kho diya tha.. Uske chacha chachi ne paal poss ke bada kiya usse… Bade bure log the wo.. Ghar ka saara kaam ussi se karvate the… Thik se khana b nahi khilate the.. Bahot marte the.. Dhutkar fatkar mai hi uska bachpan bit gaya”

“Oh.. ye to bahot bura huva”
Kamya vaise bhi Aslam k liye ek soft corner bana chuki thi… Ab uski dard bhari dastan sun k use uss par aur b daya aa rahi thi ( Bichara.. Mera bas chale to usski bachpan ki sari yaade mita du uski)

“Ha.. phir javani mai usse pyaar ho gaya… Bahot sundar ladki thi.. shama ek dam fataka..”
Usman atak gaya
“Sorry madam… thodi juban phisal gai”
“Koi baat nahi.. age batao”

“Wo phir Shama se uska pyaar to huva par uska pyaar kabhi parvan na chad saka.. Shama ke maa baap ko unki shadi manjoor nahi thi.. Shama apne ammi abbu k khilaf jana nahi chahti thi iss liye ussne Aslam ko chod diya…mere dost ka dil tut gaya… Pyaar to jaise uski lakeero mai hi nahi likha tha”

“Are do do to shadiya hui hai uski.. aise kaise pyaar nahi mila usse”
Kamya ek dam se bol padi
Usman iski tyari kar ke aya tha.
“Wo bhi batata hu madam.. pehle aap puri baat bhi sun lijiye please”
“Thik hai batao”

“Shama k jane ka baad Aslam ki jindgi viraan ho gai thi.. Uska Jindgi se bharosa aur pyaar dono chala gaya tha..1-2 saal tak gumsum rehne k baad uski jindgi mai Rita ayi… Wo Aslam k purane malik ki beti thi.. Kaam karte karte kab wo uske pyaar mai pad gaya aur kab Rita bhi usse pyar karne lagi pata hi nahi chala… Unka pyaar apni unchaiyo ko chu raha tha… Par”

“Par.. Par kya?”
Kamya ka interest ab story mai badh raha tha ( ye ek story hi thi.. Darasal Aslam ki jindgi mai aisa kuch nahi huva tha..ye bas sympathy factor gain karne ka ek tarika tha uska)
“Phir Rita ke pita ji ko iss pyaar k bare mai pata chal gaya.. Unhone Aslam ko police mai pakadva kar khub pitvaya…Rita b ghabhrakar Aslam se alag ho gai.. Usne bhi Aslam ka saath chod diya aur apne Pita k kahe mutabik shadi kar li”
“Ohh”
“Ha madam tabhi se Aslam ka pyaar, riste in sabhi labjo se bharosa uthgaya hai…”
“hmmmmm”
“Sach batau to usse Aurato se nafarat ho gai thi.. Wo yahi gussa apne ander daba k rakh raha hai itne saalo se.. Muje lagta hai uski bimari ki vajah bhi yahi hai..”
“Sahi keh rahe ho… Issi liye wo parayo se ghul nahi pata aur unko galiya nahi de pata… jaise k apno ko deta hai.. kyun k ab vo naye logo k sath milne se ghabrata hai ya phir katrata hai..”

Kamya ne apni Knowledge show ki.. Jise sunke Usman ko ander hi ander hasi aa rahi thi

“Sahi kaha madam apne..!”
“Par phir uski do do biviya bhi hai.. uska kya? kya wo usse pyaar nahi karti?? kya naam bataya tha usne.. ha Salma.. aur dusri kya naam tha??”
“Razia bhabhi.. Par wo pehli biwi hai.. Salma bhabhi dusri hai”
“Razia! Accha.. Pehli dusri chodo.. Jo pucha hai wo batao”

“Wo maam mai kaise bata sakta hu.. Aslam ke ghar ki baat batane mai mujhe accha nahi lag raha.. Ussi gharelu baat mai aise sab ko nahi bata sakta” Usman ne natak thoda realistic banaya
“Dekho jo bhi hai bata do… Agar tum mujhe bataoge nahi to Aslam ka illaj thik se kaise hoga?”
“Ye to sahi hai… PAr madam aap ye Aslam ko mat batana k maine aapko ye bataya hai”
“Nahi bataungi… Promise.. Ab batao”

“Wo madam Razia bhabhi se shadi Aslam ne apne parivar walo k dabav mai ki thi.. Wo kabhi bhi unhe chah nahi paya.. Shama aur Rita ki vajah se wo aurato se pyaar karna bhul chuka tha..Ghar mai hamesha jhagde hote the.. Aslam kabhi sidhe muh Razia Bhabhi se baat nahi karta tha.. Aur Razia bhabhi bhi bahot jhagdalu kism ki aurat thi… Moka milte hi ghar ko sar pe utha leti thi..Aslam ka aurato pai gussa aur badh gaya.. Aur wo frustration nikalne ke liye wo hum dosto ko galiya deta tha.. Kabhi jyada gusse mai hota tha to ghar pe bhi galiya nikal jati thi uske muh se.. par wo mafi b mang leta tha… Par galiya to galiya hoti hai.. Uski biwi hamesha usse jhagda karti rehti thi.. aur isse Aslam aur bhi gussel aur jhagdalu ho gaya… Aur..”
“Aur kya?”
“Aur wo kothe par bhi jane laga”
“Kothe??”

“Ha kotha nahi malum apko.. Randikhana”
Kamya ekdam se sharma jati hai.. wo usman se ankh nahi mila pati aur table par dekhne lagti hai.. Kamya ko ajeeb si gudgudi mehsoos hoti hai ye shabd sun kar.
Usman Kamya ki is bebasi pe bahot khus ho raha tha.. (Sali radikhana sun k tera yeh haal hai.. TO jab tu hamari Randi banegi tab kya hoga tera???) aur yeh sochte hi aur Kamya ka khubsoorat chehra dekte hi Usman ka loda ek dam se akarne lagta hai

“Sorry madam.”
Kamya ko laga sharma ne ka matlab nahi hai.. Aslam ka illaj karna hai to yeh sab to sunna padega.. Wo thoda kadak mijaj batake bolti hai
“Koi baat nahi.. par thoda salikhe se… Tum ek aurat se wo bhi apne boss ki biwi se baat kar rahe ho.. Age se dhyan rakhna”
“Thik hai madam.. Par kothe ko aur mai kis shabd se samjata??”
Usman k dimag mai kuch aur bhi chal raha tha
(Sali teri ye akad tab dikhana jab mera loda teri gaand mai hoga… Jab mai teri Pati ki behan ki choot chood chood ke apna mani chodu tab bolna..Bolna tab ki Thoda salikhe se ye tumhre boss ki RAndi behan ki gori aur tight choot hai..Iss ke baad tumhe meri behan ki chikni tight aur gori choot apne musal lode se chodni hai…. )
Itna sochte hi Usman ka loda apne charam pe tight ho chuka tha.. itna ke uske pent mai ab vo dard kar raha tha

“To ab age batao…Phir”
“Phir.. madam uske rishtedaro ko laga k Aslam apni iss biwi k sath jyada khush nahi reh payga.. aur iss buri adato mai pad ke apni jindgi barbad kare isse accha uski dusri shadi karva de, aur unhone uski shadi Salma se karva di.. Salma bhabhi bahot khubsoorat thi.. Aslam to unki khubsoorti pe mar mita tha… Usne sari buri adate chod di..”
“Matlab Aslam ko apna pyaar mil gaya?”
“Nahi… Salma bhabhi k ane k baad Razia bhabhi Aslam se jyada hi pyaar jatane lagi…Taki unka rutba ghar mai bana rahe…Wo Usse jismani taur par khus karne lagi… Aur Aslam bhi ab kam gussa karne laga tha… Waise bhi jo insaan barso se pyaar ka bhukha ho uske liye to pyaar ki boond bhi sagar ki tarah hoti hai..Shayad yahi ek chij thi jo usse shant rakhti thi”
“Kya?”
“Jismani talukat.. Sex madam” Usman ne himmat kar ke bol hi diya
“how dare u?”
Kamya ekdam se gussa ho jati hai
“Sorry madam… Aap nahi chahti to koi baat nahi.. Par apko baat batate huye mere muh se esi bate to niklegi hi.. Please usse ignore kare aur mujhe maaf kare.”
Kamya ko laga k Usman thik keh raha hai.. (Mere kehne par hi to wo puri kahani baya kar raha hai.. to usse rokna nahi chahiye.. Waise bhi kahani majedaar hai) Ye soch kar Kamya k chehre par ek choti si muskaan aa jati hai..
“Chalo thik hai.. Age batao”

“Ha.. to mai bata raha tha ki Sex ki vajah se Aslam shant rehta tha.. Par Salma bhabhi se usse kabhi pyaar nahi mila” Usman badi safai se vulgar words ko use kar raha tha aur kamya uske liye ab adapt ho rahi thi.. wo Aslam ki tarah direct risk nahi lena chah raha tha.
“Kyun?”
“Wo sach batau to Salma bhabhi kisi Manish name ke ladke se pyaar karti thi… Aur unki shadi bhi parivar k dabav k karan hui thi… Aslam k pyaar par se jaise bharosa hi uth gaya.. Khud k biwi jisse wo pyar karta tha agar wo bhi usse pyaar na kare to usski kya halat hogi… wo bhi tab jab wo pyaar na milne ke karan ander hi ander ghut raha ho??
Razia bhabhi ka kuch pane ki soch wala pyaar.. Aur Salma bhabhi ka pyaar na karna Aslam ko ander hi ander kutar raha hai.. Wo to atmahatya bhi kar leta par issi bich unko ek aur beti ho gai.. so uski himmat tut gai.. aur bus apne parivar ko palne k liye jee raha hai…”

“Ohh ye to bahot bura huva bichare ke saath” Kamya such mai bahot emotional ho jati hai Aslam ke liye
“Waise kitni badi hai Aslam ke betiyan?”
“Badi Zoya ki umra takriban 24-25 hogi aur choti Shazia ki umra koi 15-16 hogi… ”
“Itni badi betiyan??”
Kamya to ab andaza huva Aslam ki Umra uske mukable kitni hai…Aslam ki uski umra ki ek beti bhi hai…( Kam se kam meri baap ki umra ka hoga wo.. Aur kaisi cheep aur ghatiya bate kar raha tha mere saath… Shayad wo apni iss bimari mai control nahi kar pata hoga..!!) Kamya ko Aslam ki bimari kuch jyada hi serious dikh rahi thi.. Bilkuj jaise Aslam ne chaha tha.

Aslam yahi chahta tha ki Kamya emotionaly har point se bandh jay.. Taki jab wo usse seduce kare to Ameeri-garibi, unch-nich, sharmo haya wali koi bhi baat uske ade na aye…Issi liye wo Kamya ko esi kahaniya sunva raha tha… Taki wo itni emotinal ho jay ki Aslam ki kisi bhi baat ka bura na mane..

“Socho madam kitne saalo se wo ye dard ye ghutan apne ander ghol ke betha hai..!! Ab aap hi socho wo kaise normal reh sakta hai.. koi bhi pagal ho jayga..
Wo pyaar ka ijjat ka bhukha hai.. Par ki jagah usse har jagah sirf dhutkar hi milti hai..
uski iss bimari ke karan usse ab kisi bhi jagah pyaar to kya.. log usse baat karna bhi pasand nahi karte.. Uske parivar aur kuch dosto k alawa uska kisi se meljhol nahi hai..
Issi bimari ki wajah se uski badi beti k shadi tak nahi ho rahi…. Naukri mai bhi kisi se jyada baat nahi karta.. varna pata nahi kaab uski naukri ka akhri din ho..”
Usman apni ankh se ansu pochne ki acting karta hai.. jaise wo bahot emotional ho gaya ho..
Kamya to sach much bahot emotional ho jati hai… ( Sach much Aslam ki bimaari ka illaj jarori hai.. Social life ke bina wo shayad aur jyada pagal ho jayga.. aur iss bimari k chalte uski Social life hona impossible hai… Mai kisi bhi keemat par usse thik karungi.. Chahe uske liye mujhe kuch bhi jhelna pade)
“Please madam mere dost ko thik kar dijiye… Mai apka ehsaan kabhi nahi bhulunga”

Chapter 17
– “Zaroor.. tum fikar mat karo..mujh se jo ban padega mai jaroor karungi..”
– “Shukriya madam”
– “Is ki koi jarorat nahi”

Thodi der khamosh rehne k baad Usman ek dam se bola
– “Wo madam…” aur ruk gaya
– “Hmm Kya???”
– “Wo madam kuch aur bhi batana tha”

Kamya bhi sochti hai (Aur kya ho sakta hai?)
– “Ha ha batao.. jara bhi sharmao mat”
– “Wo madam.. Aslam ki ek aur baat hai jo mai apse share karna chahata hu.. par darta hu shayad ye baat jan ke aap uska illaj hi na kare “
– “Daro mat batao… Aslam k bare me main itna jan chuki hu k ab kisi b badi baat ke liye taiyar hu… Tum fikar mat karo. mai kuch bhi kar ke tumhare dost ka illaj pura karoongi..”
– “Nahi madam.. Mujhe sach mai lagta hai app iss baat ko janne k baad uska illaj nahi karoge”
Usman ne suspense badhaya. Lekin Kamya ki curiosity uske behaviour mai gusse k rup mai bahar aa rahi thi
– “Ab bataoge bhi?? Agar tumne baat na batai to bhi mai illaj kaise kar paungi…?? Uske thik se illaj ke liye mujhe uski poori detail to pata hona chahiye.. ab bata bhi do..”
– “Thik hai madam… agar aap kehti hai to main batata hu.. Wo darasal mai Aslam pehle 2 ya 3 baar suicide attempt bhi kar chuka hai..”
– “What?? Kyun?”

Kamya ekdam se shock ho gai…
– “Wo madam shayad Aslam ne apko nahi bataya hoga.. main batata hu…
Aslam ki bimari k vajah se jab usse koi kisi baat pe toke to wo gussa ho jata hai… aur agar gussa hone k baad usse uss baat k alawa kisi b baat pe topic lejane ki koshish kare to wo aur bhi gussa ho jata hai… KAi bar to violent bhi ho jata hai..”

– ” Ye to wo bata chuka hai”
– ” Ha par aap ye shayad nahi janti hogi k jab Aslam bahot gussa hota hai tab uska dimag kaam nahi karta.. nahi wo kisi ki sunta hai…. Esse waqt par agar usse control na kiya jay to wo kuch bhi kar sakta hai… apni jaan deneki bhi koshish kar sakta hai… Usse ese gusse se sirf ek hi cheej bahar nikal sakta hai…”

Aur Usman ruk jata hai
– “Kya??”
– “Wo madam aap bura to nahi manegi na.. ?? baat kuch gandi hai”

Kamya thodi irritate to hui..Par usse phir bhi baat ko puri sunna tha
– “Jo bhi hai khul k batao.. Dekho docter se kuch bhi nahi chupana chahiye”
– “Thik hai madam.. phir aap gussa mat hona”
– ” Nahi houngi… ab batao”

– “ek Aurat.. Bus ye ek hi cheej usse shant kar sakti hai”
– “What ??? ye kaise ho sakta hai?? ye bakvas hai”

– “Koi bakvass nahi hai madamji… Ye gandi cheeje hi to uski bimari ko logo k aur uske khud k liye taklif dayi bana rahi hai… Tabhi hum kisi se uski bimari ka jikra bhi nahi kar sakte.. Ab aap uski bimari mai help kar rahi hai… Usse thik karne ke liye taiyaar hai.. to aap ko batana b jaroori hai..”
– “Ha wo to sahi hai… PAr ye kaise ho sakta hai..??”
– “Dekhiye madam .. Ye baat mujhe Salma bhabhi ne hi batai ye… Mai apko mera aur Aslam ka ek kissa sunata hu.. shayad ap ko yakeen aa jay”
– “Konsa..kissa? “

– ” Wo madam ek baar mai Aslam k sath betha huva tha, uske ghar pe.. Pata nahi kya baat thi par Aslam bahot gussa ho gaya…. Mere saath wo tab pehli baar gussa huva tha…Wo mujhe anab shanab galiya de rah tha.. aur maine bhi Gusse mai usse bol diya k ja mar ja kahi pe… Aur ussne gusse mai ghar ka chaku utha liye aur apne hath ki nas katne ki koshish karne laga… Maine use pakad liya aur rokne ki koshish ki par usko rokna mere bas mai nahi tha.. ek to wo mujh se jyada takatwar hai … aur upar se gusse mai bhi tha.. kuch nahi sun raha tha wo…Tabhi salma bhabhi waha aa gayi.. Unhone Aslam ko rokne ki bahot koshish ki.. Lekin jab koi baat nahi bani tab unhone Aslam ko rokte huye uske kaan mai kuch kaha aur uske waha niche apne hath se hilaya…”
– ” Waha matlab?”
Kamya ko samajh mai nahi aya
– “Matlab uske lund pe apna haath rakha.. unki aankho main aur shakal pe meri maujudgi ki wajah se jo sharm thi wo mai dekh sakta tha… Par shayad ye unhone akhri rasta dekh ke kiya tha.. APne shohar ko marte huye dekhne se accha thodi ijjat ruswa ho wo jyada accha laga unhe.. Phir wo Aslam ko apne saath Rasoi mai le gai.. aur darwaja bandh kar diya…Mujhe saaf saaf pata chal raha tha ki ander dono chudai kar rahe hai…”
Usman ne badi himmat kar ke ek hi saans mai ye baat bol di… Usske muh par ek kamini hasi aa jati hai….. Iss baat mai bahot hi gande shabdo ka usne use kiya tha.. Par wo ab dhire dhire sharma chodna chah raha tha…( Age jaa ke isse chodna hai to thodi sharm abhi se chodni hogi… warna iss k samne apne kapde bhi nikal nahi paunga…)

Udhar Kamya bhi samajh nahi sakti thi ki wo kya reaction de…Uska dil joro se dhadak raha tha..Wo thodi shock mai thi… Iss wajah se wo Usman k chehre ka reaction nahi dekh payi… nahi to shayad saari kahni yahi khatam ho jati..

Saree mai dhake huye uske boobs sans lene ki wajah se upar niche ho rahe the… Usman ki najar bhi abhi Kamya k boobs par hi thi.. Uske gol gol boobs ko blouse mai dekh kar bhi Usman k lode mai gudgudi ho rahi thi.. Pata nahi jab kabhi wo nangi Kamya ko dekhega tab kya hoga…
Kamya kuch der tak lambi lambi sanse leti huyi table k upar hi dekhti rehti hai..

– “Madam… Madam !!?? “
Usman Kamya ko jaise neend se jagane ki koshish karta hai.. Usse laga shayad ye kuch jyada hi ho gaya.. Par phir usne socha jab tak Kamya ki aur se koi reaction nahi aata koi reaction nahi dena chahiye…

– “hmmm … ha ha… to kya keh rahe the tum.?? “
Kamya jaise apne khayalo ki duniya se bahar nikli.
– “Sorry madam… Par wo… madam maine aapko bataya na ki kaise maine jana ki Aslam…”
– “Bas bas..”

Kamya usse bich mai hi rok deti hai..
Phir sochti hai… ( Main kyun sharma rahi hu.. Ek docter hone k nate mujhe situations ko study karna chahiye aur phir apni reaction deni chahiye)
Ye sochte hi Kamya kuch der soch mai pad jati hai..Uski sharm thodi hi der mai hawa ho jati hai… ek himmat si bhar jati hai essi baat ko age badhane ki… Wo phir kuch soch ke Usman se kehti hai…
– “Ho sakta hai wo jo tum soch rahe ho wo sirf ek baar hi huwa ho!?”
Kamya shabdo ko use nahi kar pati

Par jab tak Kamya iss udhedbun mai thi Iss doran Usman sochta hai..(Yaar ye saali gussa to nahi ho gai na… ?? Maine mana kiya tha Aslam se ye nahi batana hai.. Par sala nahi mana.. Sale ne marva diya laga hai… Meri to naukri gai)
Iss liye jab Kamya ne usse jab puccha to wo hadbada jata hai…

– “Wo.. kya..? na.. ha…na.. Nahi madam phir badi mushkil se bhabhi ne mujhe bataya tha… k Aslam ko har baar esa hone par issi tarah se khus karna padta hai.. varna na jane vo kya kar bethe..”

Par akhir Usman khud ko sambhal hi leta hai…

Kamya sochti hai ( YE kaise ho sakta hai… ? Shayad erotic feeling Aslam pe kuch jyada hi savar rehti hogi… Shayad tabhi wo galiya bolte rehta hai.. shayad galiya aur ghatiya bato se uski eroticness badhti hogi… aur shayad gusse mai bhi koi erotic kare to wo apne apko control nahi pata hoga aur eroticness mai beh jata hoga… Waise bhi ye to scientifically proven hai sexual feeling duniya ki sabse strongest feeling mai se ek hai.. Usko overcome karna kacche logo ka kaam nahi hai…)

Kamya ki soch kuch iss tarah se ek sanche mai dhal rahi thi jaise Usman usse keh raha tha.. aur jaise Aslam chah raha tha…wo chahata tha k dono k seduction k shuruat Kamya hi kare taki uske wapis jane ka koi rasta hi na rahe.. aur uske liye Usman ki kahani Kamya k dimag mai bethani jaroori tha..

Waise Kamya ne ye nahi socha k Salma ne kaise ye baate Usman se share ki hogi… Kya koi aurat paraye mard se ye baate share kar sakti hai??? Shayad agar wo itna soch sakti to wo itni asani se Aslam k jal main na phasti…Jo ab wo lagbhag phas chuki thi…

– “Hmmm accha kiya tumne mujhe ye baat bata di…”
– “Koi nai madam… ye to mujhe batana hi tha… To main chalu madam??”

Usman ko bhi ab der ho rahi thi… usse kuch kaam bhi tha… Uska man to nahi tha iss khubsoorat aurat k samne se jane ka par kuch chijo ko aap tal nahi sakte… Aur shayad Usman k liye waha se jana ATAL tha…

– “Ha thik hai… Ek minute suno jara”
Kamya Usman ko rokti hai.. Usman jaise ghabra jata hai.. jaise uski koi chori pakdi gai ho…Waise bhi galat kam karne wale ko kabhi kabhar apni galti pakde jane ka dar to rehta hi hai…
Ha agar wo Aslam jaisa kameena ho to uske confidence se galti bhi do baar soche ki kahi wo sahi to nahi..?!

– “Jee..?? Jee madam??”
– “Wo main chahti thi tum ye baat apne sahab ko na batao..jab wo wapas aa jaye… main nahi chahti tumhare saab ko pata chale mai aisi bimari wale kisi insan ko treet kar rahi hooo.. Shayad wo mujhe usse treet karne hi na de.. I hope tum samajh sakte ho”

– “Bilkul maam.. Saab ko ye baat maloom nahi padegi… To mai chalta hu”
– “Thik hai”

Usman ek baar Jee bhar ke Kamya ko dekhta hai..Kamya kisi papar ko padhne mai buzy ho chuki thi..Shayad Usman se ankhe chura rahi thi…!!
Usman ek baar Kamya ko dekh k palat ta hai aur darwaje ki taraf ghum jata hai.. Darvaja kholne se pehle wo apne tight lund ko apne pent mai adjust karta hai aur ek bar jor se daba deta hai… jis se ek tej jhurjhuri uske badan se pass ho jati hai…Jor ki toilet lagne ka ehsaas hota hai…
Wo darwaja khol ke phir ek baar Kamya ko dekhta hai aur nikal jata hai…

Bahar nikalke hi wo sab se pehle Aslam ko phone karke sara haal suna deta hai… Saara hal jisme Kamya ke reaction aur javab bhi shamil the…Puri baat detail mai sun kar Aslam phone kat deta hai… aur Usman apne gao k liye nikal jata hai… Uska man to nahi tha par jana jaroori bhi tha…
Phone rakhne k baad Aslam k chehre par ek KAMINI hasi aa jati hai… KAMINI hasi KAMYA k liye… Usse pura yaakeen ho jata hai
“Chidiya ne dana puri tarah chug liya hai..Bus ab shikar ki taiyari karni hai”

Chapter 18
Dophar k 11:30 baj gaye…
Iss bich Usman KAmya k clinic mai aa k chala gaya aur uske dimag ko ek alag kahani pila gaya…Car mechanic bhi Car ki chabi le ke chala gaya..
Iss doran Kamya ka dimag puri tarah se Aslam k bare mai hi sochta rehta hai.. Kaise wo uska illaj karegi.. Kaise wo usse help karegi.. wo khud ko bahot proud feel karva rahi thi ye soch ke ki woh ek bahot hi accha kaam kar rahi hai..
Pata nahi.. ye PROUD kab tak rahega

Kamya 12:30 baje ghar k liye nikalti hai.. 30-45 min main wo apne ghar par pohoch jati hai..Gadi se utar kar khud hi Main Gate ka darwaja kholti hai phir gadi ander rakh kar vapis jake darwaja bandh karti hai.

Ghar mai ate ate 1:15 ho chuke the.. Aslam k ane mai abhi bhi 30 min baki the.. Kamya ne socha thoda fresh ho liya jay.. Iss liye Kamya ne apne bedroom mai jake apni sadi nikaldi aur usse bed par rakh di… aur blouse aur peticot mai hi wo bathroom mai chali gai…
Hath muh dhokar wo bahar ati hai.. Ghar par wo normally jo kapde pehanti thi, matlab shorts aur tshirt, wo nikalte nikalte ruk gai..
(Ye kya.. Aise kapde pehan k mai Aslam k samne kaise ja sakti hu.. Aise kapde pehana, wo bhi ek gair mard ke samne thik nahi hai…Kuch accha aur sober pehanna chahiye)
Ye soch kar Kamya ne formal si salwar kameez nikali… jo wo normally pehna karti thi…

Kamya shayad ye nahi janti thi ki jis paraye mard ke samne wo Shorts pehne ya Salwar kameez ya Saree.. koi farak nahi padta tha.. Kyun ki ab usse uss paraye mard ke samne nanga hi rehna tha… Usse kya, age ja kar uski choti behan aur nanad ko bhi uske samne Nanga hi rehna tha…

Taiyar hone k baad Kamya ne khud ko Aaine mai dekha..wo bahot is sundar aur pyari lag rahi thi..Dress ki design thodi mordern thi.. Pink color ka Kurta ek dam body hugging tha.. Kamya k ang ka ek ek katav najar aa raha tha…Uski halki si clevage bhi najar aa rahi thi… Niche nile rang ka churidar pajama pehna tha..jisme Elastik tha…Kamya ne neele rang dupatta bhi dala..mai wo waise bhi dupatta nahi dalti thi par Aslam ki vajah se usne Dupatta dalna hi sahi samjha…

Kamya khana to office se khana kha kar hi ayi thi.. Wo taiyar hoke apne drawing room k sofe pe aake beth jati hai.. Phir wo sochti hai..
(Ab Aslam ayega to mai usse baat kya karungi??? Shuru kaise karungi???)

Kamya thodi nervous ho rahi thi… Phir khud ko hi himmat dete huye sochti hai
(Kuch jyada sochne ki jarorat nahi hai… Ek bar baat shuru hui to bus mujhe baat mai se baat banani hai… Bus mujhe ye dhyan dena hai k Aslam ko kya pasand hai aur kya nahi.. Uske mental state k sath uska BP b badhta hai k nahi.. Uski bodi kuch adverse effect dikhati hai k nahi…Mujhe bas uske gusse ko control mai rakhna hai.. nahi to shayad Usman k kahe mutabik wo khud ko nuksan pohchye ga to..??? Nahi nahi.. I need to cure him anyhow.. at any cost…Usse dimagi taur par thi karke usski jan bhi bachni hai mujhe..)
Kamya ab apna docteri dimag laga rahi thi…
(Par agar mere har try k bavajood bhi agar Aslam ko phi gussa aya to..?)
Ye sochte uske dimag mai ate hi wo kuch soch nahi pati hai… Wo nahi soch pati hai k wo kaise ASlam ko shant karegi jab wo gussa hoga..Phir ek dam se uske dimag mai USMAN ki baat ati hai
(Kya usko shant karne k liye uski biwi ki tarah mujhe bhi…?!?! Nahi nahi… mai ye nahi kar sakti)

Kamya khud ki soch ko jhatak deti hai.. Wo khud ko aisa sochne par thoda guilty par bahot excited feel karti hai… Ek second k liye wo soch bethti hai k wo Aslam ko kaise manayegi… Aur wo kuch excitement.. aur choot mai gudgudi ka ehsaas karti hai.. Phir wo iss khayal ko dimag se nikalti hai..

(Wo jab hoga tab dekhenge… Par Aslam ka ilaaj mai kaha karungi ?? yaha drawing room mai thoda thik nahi lagta… Ha… Use Sameer ki clinic mai hi dekhungi.. Haaa… Yahi thik lagta hai…)

Kamya uth k Sameer k HOME CLinic ka darwaza kholti hai…
Kamya ke ghar k entry k baad ek Kamra right side mai tha.. Isse unhone SAmeer k HOME clinic k tarah develop kar diya tha… Sameer ek surgeon tha aur kai bar uske patients ghar par bhi aya karte the.. To unko examin karne k liye unhone ek chota sa clinic ghar me hi bana rakha tha…

Home clinic mai guste hi Kamya ko ek garam hawa ki laher lagti hai.. Actually Home clinic kai dino se bandh tha… Aaj bahot dino baad khula tha… Sameer k jane k baad koi patient ghar pe ata nahi tha aur Clinic ka use Kamya ko kabhi karna nahi parta tha..

Clinic mai enter hote hi samne Desk tha.. Desk k upar kuch file.. kuch regular stationay ka saman aur ek photo frame rakhi thi jisme uski aur Sameer ki ek bahot hi sunder tasweer thi.. Bridal photoshoot k time ki.. Sameer ko ye tasweer bahot hi jyada pasand thi.. aur issi liye usne ye apne desk par rakhi thi…Bridal dress mai Kamya aur Sameer dono bahot hi sundar lag rahe thi…
Desk piche ek badi si black color ki revolving chair thi..Sameer k bethne k liye.. aur
samne do chair rakhi thi jo choti thi..Desk k right side mai ek examination table tha jiske age ek green color ka parda laga rakha tha… Ekdam piche ek almari thi jisme kuch books aur medicines aur kuch related chije padi thi… Enter hone wale darwaje k right mai hi ek Sofa tha, patients k rishtedaro k bethne k liye… Sofe aur Desk k bich kareeban 1-1.5 meter ki duri thi.. Desk k right mai ek khidki thi.. Jo ki hawa ane jane ka ek matra rasta tha darwaje ke alawa.. Waise Clinic mai ek fan aur ek chota sa AC bhi laga tha.. to khidki kabhi kholne k jarorat hi nahi padti thi..

Bahot dino se bandh hone k bavjood Clinic ek dam saaf tha.. Thodi si dhool thi par wo bhi bahot dyan se dekhe par hi notice ho aisi.. Jaise safai k baad bhi kisi k ghar mai hoti hai..

Phir bhi Kamya ne socha k Aslam k ane tak thodi dusting kar di jay… Bekar hi bura first impression padega..Apni Jagah par Kamya ekdam sahi thi.. Par Aslam jaise gande insan ko iss thodi si dhul se kuch farak nahi padna tha… Par Kamya ye apni tasalli ke liye kar rahi thi…

Kamya room mai enter hoti hai aur use thodi garmi hone lagti hai.. Kamya room ki light on karti hai…AC ka remote kamya ko dikha nahi to usne AC on nahi kiya… aur dusting k waqt fan kon chalu karta..?
KAmya ne aise hi ek Kapda uthaya aur Clinic ki saaf safai karne lagi… Par Kamre mai usee garmi bahot ho rahi thi.. Usne apna duppta utar ke side pe rakh diya…Garmi aur kaam karne ki vajah se Kamya ko pasina hone lagta hai.. aur uske gore badan par uska pasina ek alag hi erotic look de raha tha… Uske pasine ki dhar uske gale se hoke uske boobs ke bich mai ja rahi thi.. Ek pasine ki lakir uske kaano ke piche se uski gardan par aa rahi thi…
Kaam khatam hi hone wala tha ki usse Doorbell sunai di…

Kamya samajh gai ye Aslam hi hoga.. Wo kaam karte karte ruk jati hai…Uska dil thoda joro se dhadak ne lagta hai.. Kuch excitement feeling hone lagti hai.. Tabhi ghanti phir se bajti hai aur ek awaaj ati hai..
– “Abe koi hai kya ghar pe.. ?Benchod darwaza khol”

YE awaaz sunte hi Kamya kuch soch na pai.. Bas wo nahi chahti thi Aslam ghar ke bahar koi scene create kare… Usne turant Aslam ko ghar mai bula lena hi sahi samjha…Iss hadbadi mai wo dupatta dalna bhi bhul gai.. waise bhi wo uski adat mai nahi tha…aur nahi wo apna pasina poch pai..

Darwaza khote hi Aslam ki najar Kamya par padi.. aur wo usse dekhta hi reh gaya..
(Benchod.. Kya mast lag rahi hai… Aur isska pasina… Hay..)

Aslam ki najar Kamya ke halke se dikh rahe clevage ke bich behrahe pasine ki dhar par jata hai.. aur wahi ruk jata hai..

Aslam k lode mai harkat hone lagti hai…
Aslam ne shirt, under ek jalidar baniyan aur niche ek checks wali blue lungi pehan rakhi thi.. ye uska regular costume tha..

Waise to Kamya ke ghar k aas pas jyada log na to rehte the na hi koi jyada avajahi rehti thi.. phir bhi Kamya ek gair mard ko apne darwaze par khada koi dekh le ye nahi chahti thi…wo bhi tab jab wo insan Aslam jaisa ganda aur low class ho tab to bilkul nahi.. Usne Aslam ko turant ander bulane ki sochi.. Wo Aslam ki najar ko apne boobo par pa kar thoda sharmati hai.. PAr wo ASlam ko pehli hi baar mai sharminda nahi karna chahti.. Usse ye khud ki hi galti lagti hai kyun ki usne hi dupatta nahi dala tha..
Waise bhi mardo ki najar uski body par uske liye koi nayi baat nahi thi.. par uski najar k samne hi koi uspar esi najar dale ye usske liye nayi baat jaror thi.. wo thoda sharminda aur excited feel karti hai…par wo apni feeling Aslam par bilkul jahir na ho isska pura khayal rakhti hai… aur phirdono k bich ki khamoshi ko todte huye wo ASlam ko ander bulati hai…

– “Are Aslam tum aa gaye?? Accha hai.. ander aa jao”

Aslam bhi jaise kho chuka tha Kamya ke sunder boobs mai….Wo bhi jaise nind se jagta hai..
– “Hain..Haa Haa… Kyun nai.. tu bulaye aur main na aau ye kaise ho sakta hai meri RANDI”
Ander ate ate ASlam apni gandi baato ka silsila shuru kar deta hai.. Ander ghuste hi.. wo Gahr ko dekhne lagta hai…

ASlam ke ander ane k baad Kamya Darwaja bandh karti hai.. aur bolti hai
– “Ye kya Aslam…? Please aise mat bulao mujhe..”

Aslam mud ke uski tarf dekhta hai.. Aur thoda gusse wale tone mai bolta hai..
– “Sali bhen ki lodi.. kal baat to hui thi apni k mai tujhe Randi bulaunga.. Akele me tu bhi mujhe nahi rokegi.. aisa tune bataya bhi tha..Ab kya huva?? Sali meri ek gali tere se bardast nahi hoti aur tu mera illaj kya karegi.. Ghanta??”

Kamya ko lagta hai ( Isse choot to maine hi di hai… Par tab maine usse talne ke liye mana kiya tha.. aur ab mai piche nahi hat sakti.. warna ye mujh pe wo bharosa nahi kar payega jo usse ek docter pe karna chahiye..)
Kuch soch ke Kamya baat age badhati hai..

– “Are nahi.. mujhe yaad hai ki maine hi tumhe choot di thi… PAr aise galiya sunna mere liye naya hai.. Iss liye thoda ajeeb lagta hai jab koi galiya deta hai..Iss liye maine abhi mana kar diya.. Par ab tum mujhe kuch bhi keh sakte ho ek dost k taur par.. Par meri bhi ek shart hai”
– “Shart?? Tu bhi ab shart rakhne lagi??? Bata”
– “MAi tumhari dost k sath sath docter bhi hu.. to tum bhi ab se mujhse koi bhi baat nahi chupaoge..Har baat mujhe bataoge… mujhe bilkul apne dost ki tarah treet karoge… Manjoor..?? Tumhare illaj mai ye bahot jaroori hai…”

– “Kyun nahi.. Ab tune dosti nibhayi to mai bhi to nibhaunga…”
(Sali.. abhi tak kon si tujhse koi baat chupayi hai.. har kahani to tujhe bata di hai…Ab jhoothi hai to kya huva.. Chupai thodi hai..! )
YE sochte hi Aslam ke chehre par ek choti si kamini muskan aa jati hai.. Jise Kamya dekh nahi pati hai.. Dono abhi bhi Darwaje ke samne hi khade the…

Kamya baat ko age badhati hai…
– “Ander chale??”
– “Ha chalo…”

Aur Aslam age badh jata hai… Aur Drawing room k sofe pe aake beth jata hai..
– “Pani pioge??”
– “Tere hath ka to zehar bhi mitha hoga.. Par filhar pani hi pila de”

Kamya ko Aslam ki ye flirting thodi acchi lag rahi thi.. Waise bhi normally har aurat tareef ki bhokhi hoti hai.. aur apni tareef ko ignore nahi kar sakti..
Waise bhi Kamya ko aisi open flirting jyada sunne ko nahi milti thi.. aur apne pati se to bilkul nahi.. Sameer hamesha se hi ek sober aur simple husband tha.. Sex k waqt sex aur normal k waqt normal.. Bich mai romantic talk hoti hi nahi thi… Kamya ne bhi ye saab experience nahi kiya tha.. to uske liye bhi ye sari chije mehaj ek filmi cheej hi thi.. aur apne behaviour k karan wo aisi bate apni saheliyo ya kisi se bhi share nahi karti thi.. Koi uske liye aisa uske samne bolega ye usne kabhi socha nahi tha..Esi bato se Usse bhi naye romanch ka anubhav ho raha tha.

Issi ajeeb si khusi aur excitement aur nervousness ki mix feeling k sath Kamya pani nikal kar ASlam ko deti hi.. Kamya ke hath se pani lete waqt ASlam janbhujh kar apna haath Kamya ke haath ko lagata hai.. Par aisa hi dikhata hai jaise usne ye galti se kiya ho..Kamya bhi Aslam par shak karne ki koi vajah nahi dhoond pati aur iss cheej ko ignore kar deti hai.. aur Aslam k samne k sofe pe beth jati hai…Aur sochne lagti hai ki baat ko age kaise badhaye.. shuruat kaise kare??

Pani pine ke baad ASlam glass ko dono sofo k bich k table par rakhta hai… Phir ek najar KAmya k badan par dalta hai… Kamya ka paseena ab drawing room ki thandi thandi AC ki hawa mai sukh chooka tha..

– “Are itni dur kyun bethi hai meri RANDI.??? aaja mere paas ake beth”
Ekdam se kahi gai iss baat se Kamya kya reaction de ye soch nahi pati.. Ab wo RANDI shabd pe koi objection nahi lena chahti thi.. PAr Aslam ke pass jana usse thik nahi laga..
– “Nahi Aslam mai yahi thik hu…”
– “Kyn saali.. mare pass bethne se tera kya bigad jayga??”

Aslam phir se gussa hone lagta hai

– “Nahi aisi baat nahi hai.. Wo darasal..”
Kamya koi reason nahi de pati aur ruk jati hai… Waise bhi Kamya debating mai kabhi bhi jeet nahi payi thi.. aur ye to ese topic ki debate thi jisme uska jeetna namumkin tha..

– “Ha.. main samajh gaya.. Saali mai garib hu.. Ganda hu.. Shayad iss liye tujhe mere pass bethne mai sharm aa rahi hai kyun?? Tere level ka nahi hu na?? Sali dost kaisa..? Sirf name ka dost mana hai tune!”
Kamya sochti hai (Nahak mai baat badh rahi hai.. Aslam ko kisi bhi baat k liye samjhana bekar hai..Accha hoga ab mai usse Clinic mai hi le jau.. Wahi thik rahega..)

Kamya khadi hoti hai.. aur bolti hai
– “Are tum meri har bat ko galat najariye se kyun dekhte ho..?? Mujhe ise koi farak nahi padta k tum gareeb ho.. mai to chahti thi hum age ki sari baat clinic mai karenge.. iss liye maine mana kiya.. Ab chalo mere saath”
– “Clinic…?? Ab ye kaha hai..?”
– “Yahi hai.. ghar mai.. Chalo mere saath..”

Aslam bhi Kamya k piche piche Clinic mai aa jata hai..Ander ghuste hi KAmya fan on kar leti hai.. phir Aslam se kehti hai..
– “Tum betho.. mai abhi ati hu..”

Kamya apne chasme pehanna bhul gai thi.. wo bedroom mai ja kar apne chasme leti hai.. aur pehan leti hai.. par iss bich wo apna Mobile wahi bedroom mai bhul jati hai.. Wo Drawing room k AC aur light bandh karti hai..

Iss dauran Aslam Clinic ke ander aata hai..aur Clinic ko dyan se dekhta hai..Wahi sofe par use Kamya ka dupata pada huva dikhai deta hai.. Wo uss dupatte ko uthata hai.. Aur uske kapde ko apne hatho se feel karta hai.. Apne lode ko Lungi k ander ki underwear mai adjust karta hai aur ek chota sa stroke bhi deta hai… Wo Kamya ke dupatte ko apni naak tak lake sungh leta hai…Kamya k dupatee se hi wo excite feel karne lagta hai…

Tabhi usse KAmya k ane ki awaaz sunai deti hai.. Wo dupatte ko wapis wahi sofe par fek deta hai aur phir aise khada ho jaata hai k kuch huwa hi na ho..

– “Are abhi tak khade kyun ho..? Beth jao”
Kamya Clinic k ander enter hokar Aslam k side se nikal jati hai.. Aur iss dauran Aslam uski ek tez khushboo sungh leta hai… Uski jor se saans lene ki awaaz KAmya ko bhi aati hai.. par wo isse ignore karti hai..
Wo aa kar Sameer ki chair par beth jati hai… Aslam bhi issi doran Kamya k samne chair par beth jata hai..

Kamya chair par beth kar ek do drawer khol ke stetoscope aur BP measure karne ka machine nikalti hai.. aur wahi usse AC ka remote milta hai… Wo AC on karti hai..
Aslam ab bato ko age badhata hai…
– “AAj tu ek dam mast lag rahi hai…Aur ye chasme mai tu aur bhi mast lagti hai..! sach mai mai sahi tha.. Kal maine tujhe bola tha k chasme mai tu jyada khubsoorat lagegi”

Kamya apni tareef sun k ander se bahot khus hoti hai.. Phir wo bat ko age badhati hai
– “Thank you Aslam… Par ab ye sab baato ko chodo… To ab tumhare illaj se shuru karte hai.. Chalo apne bare mai kuch batao mujhe…”
– “Kya sali tujhe sab to pata hai… AB kya janana hai??”
– “Are thoda detail mai batao.. Apni life k bare mai.. apni bimari k bare mai.. kuch bhi.. Mai sab kuch janna chahti hu…”

(Ohh… to sali Usman se mere bare mai jo jana wo tere liye kafi nahi hai..?? MEre muh se sunna hai.. )

– “Are kya batau… Meri do biwi hai…Salma aur Razia… Salma se mujhe ek beti hai..
Shazia jo iss saal 18 ki ho jaygi… aur Razia se meri ek beti hai ZOYa jo kareeb 25 saal ki hai.. Zoya k liye accha ladka dhund raha hu.. par abhi tak koi mila nai.. Har koi mujhse dur rehta hai.. meri iss bimari ki vajah se..”
– “Accha!”

Kamya aise show karti hai jaise ye sari baate usne bhi aaj pehli baar suni ho…

– “Aur..? Tumhari life mai koi aur ladki thi kya pehle??”
– “LAdki?? Matlab biwi k alwa?”
– “Ha aur nahi to kya??”

Kamya thoda muskura deti hai…

– “Wo… waise meri life mai do ladkiya aur thi.. Dono kya mast maal thi… Agar dono k baap mere raste mai na aye hote to aaj wo done k baccho ka baap mai hota… Benchod par unka pyaar mujhe na mil saka.. shayad meri kismat mai Salma aur Razia likhi thi”

Aslam ki aisi language sun k Kamya thodi uneasy feel jaroor karti hai.. par pata nahi kyun usse ye language thodi pasand bhi aa rahi thi.. Aur waise bhi ab wo ASlam k har baat ki language ko ignore karna chahti thi.. Usse lagta tha Aslam jo bhi ganda ya vulger bolta hai wo uski bimari aur uske dukho ki vajah se hai…Shayad wo sach hoti…

Phir wo Usman k baato ko yaad karti hai.. aur phir se ASlam se puchti hai..
– “Kya tum apni dono biwio ko khus rakhte ho.. ya tum unse khus ho??”
Darasal Kamya chahti thi ki Jo baate Usman ne usse batayi wohi baat Aslam khud usse bataye.. taki usse kahi bhi wo moka na aye jab Aslam usse puche ( Ye tumhe kisne bataya..??) Kyon ki Usman ne usse ye baat ASlam ko batane se mana ki thi..
Shayad wo indono ki Sacchai jan pati..!!!

– “Ab mai kya batau…?”
Aslam bahot dukhi wali sorat bana leta hai.. jaise wo abhi rone wala ho…

– “Wo Kamya… Meri pehli biwi se mujhe kabhi pyaar nahi mila.. aur dusri biwi kisi aur se pyaar karti hai… Do pyaar mai pehle hi kho chuka hu… aur meri biwiya bhi mujhe pasand nahi karti…Saali iss bimari ki wajah se wo mujhse dur hai k ye bimari unki berukhi se hai.. ye mai aaj tak nahi samajh paya.. !”
Aur Aslam ro padta hai…Bahot acchi acting kar raha tha wo..

KAmya Aslam ko rota dekh kar khud bhi bahot emotional feel karti hai…
Wo Aslam ko dilasa dene k liye uthti hai… aur apna muh niche karke rote huye ASlam k kandhe par apna haath rakhti hai…
– “Shant ho jav Aslam.. Sab thik ho jayga.. MAi tum se wada karti hu mai tumhe jarror thik kar dungi.. ”

Aslam jaise moka hi dekh raha tha.. wo ek dam se ghum jata hai aur khadi hui kamya se bethe bethe hi ek dam se lipat jata hai..Wo bahot jor se Kamya ko bhich leta hai.. Uska chehra Kamya ki navel k upar tha… aur uska forehead Kamya k boobs ko touch ho raha tha..Uski dadhi aur gaal Kamya ki navel se touch ho rahi thi..Wo rone ki Acting chalu rakhta hai..

Chapter 19
Kamya ek ajeeb se ehsaas ko feel karti hai.. bilkool waisa ehsaas jaisa usne tab mehsoos kiya tha jab Aslam ne usse tempo se utarte waqt uski navel pe kiss kiya…Wo Aslam k kahani se itna emotinal feel karti hai.. ki wo rote huye Aslam ko dur hatane ka sochti bhi nahi hai… Sath hi wo Erotic bhi feel kar rahi thi.. wo bas Aslam ko hatana nahi chah rahi thi.. pata nahi kyun.. par wo iss feeling ko pasand kar rahi thi..

– “Ha Aslam.. bilkool thik ho javge tum.”
Aur uska hath apne aap Aslam k sar ke piche chala jata hai.. Aslam ek dam se aur excited feel karta hai.. aur Kamya ko aur joro se bhich leta hai…aur dhire se apna ek haath k panja Kamya ki gand par rakh deta hai..aur uski komal gand ko mehsoos karne lagta hai…

Kamya bhi iss erotic ehsaas mai thodi dubne lagti hai.. par ek dam se uski najar uski aur uske pati ki desk pe padi huyi picture pe jati hai.. aur wo sochti hai
( Ye kya ho raha hai.. nahi nahi.. mujhe ye sab nahi karna chahiye…)
WO Aslam ko dur hata ne ka sochti hai.. aur uska haath Aslam k sir se hath jata hai.. wo chahkar bhi Aslam ko nahi hata pati.. Wo Aslam ko kisi bhi tarah se gussa nahi karna chahti thi…
Aur uska ego aur challenging behaviour bhi usse ye karne se rok raha tha…
(Nahi nahi…mai ye kya kar rahi hu..? Mujhe Aslam ko thik karna hai.. ek dost ki tarah…mujhe uske har dukh ka illaj karna hai.. aur agar mai usske ek chota sa dilasa bhi na de pau to phir mai uska illaj kya kar paungi…?? Aur mai sirf kisiki biwi hi nahi ek DOCTER bhi hu.. aur apne patient ko thik karne k liye mujhe esi choti moti cheejo ko sehna hi padega..Logko ki bhalai k liye kai log pata nahi kya kya karte hai.. aur mai sirf ek dukhi insaan ko hug bhi nahi de sakti..!?)
Aur issi soch k sath Kamya k hath Aslam ko hatate huye ruk jata hai..
Aslam bhi samaj chuka tha

Ab ye mujhe kuch bhi karne se nahi rokegi.. Bus mujhe thik se age badhna hai..
(Sali ko aaj Aslam k lund k darshan to karva hi dunga..)

Aur Aslam ek baar muh uthake Kamya ke chehre ki taraf dekhta hai.. aur uske boobs k pahad k upar jaha Kamay ka mangalsutra latka tha.. aur uske uska chehra dekhna ek alag sa erotic ehsaas de raha tha.. Kamya apni soch mai hi khoyi hui thi… iss liye wo Aslam ko nahi dekh pati…

Aslam moke ka fayda uthata hai.. aur apni baat age badhata hai
– ” Tum sach mai bahot acchi ho.. Agar tumne mera illaj karne se mana kar diya hota to main atmahatya karleta… Please kuch bhi ho jay mera illaj mat chodna…”
– “Nahi Aslam mai wada karti hu… Mai kuch bhi ho jay jab tak tum nahi kahoge ki tum thik ho tab tak mai tunhari har baat puri karungi…Tumhe jaroor thik karoongi..”
– “Dekh sali… Ab wada kiya hai.. Agar pura na kiya to tu do baap ki”

Ye sun k Kamya Aslam ko chod deti hai…Aur 2 kadam piche hat jati hai.. Kamya k liye ye baat samajhna thoda atpata tha..
– “Matlab?”
– “Matlab.. k tu 2 baap ki”
– “HA wahi to.. uska matlab kya ??”
– “Matlab.. Agar tune meri baat naa mani to isska matlab tu ye proof degi k teri maa bhi ek randi hai aur wo do mardo se chudwati hai… aur usse hi nahi pata tera asli baap kon hai.. Samjhi.. ?? Bol manjoor”

Aslam k muh par ek kameeni muskan aa gai…
Kamya ek ajeeb si uljhan mai thi…Agar wo Aslam ka oppose karegi to wo usse gussa karegi jo wo bilkul nahi chahti thi.. aur agar wo iss baat k bad oppose karegi bhi to uski maa randi sabit ho jaygi…
Kamya apni maa k bareme esi baat sun k thoda gussa jaroor hui.. par phir Aslam ki bimari ko yaad karke chup ho gai.. Thoda sochne k baad wo boli

– “Thik hai…MAi tumhari har baat manungi.. Par please tum meri maa ko koi gali mat do.. Jo bhi bolna hai please mujhe bolo.. Mujhe tum kuch bhi gali do chalega.. Kuch bhi bolo mai karungi.. par meri maa ko iss mai mat khicho”
– ” Chal thik hai… Apni Randi ki ek baat to mai man hi sakta hu..”

Kamya esi bato se pata nahi kyun par excited feel kar rahi thi.. Uska dil ek aur chah raha tha k Aslam aur bhi esi bate bole… aur wo sune.. PAr uske sanskar.. uski soch ye baat manane se usse rok rahi thi.. Wo yeh baat admit nahi karna chah rahi thi.. PAr Wo Aslam ko rokna bhi nahi chah rahi thi…
Apne iss maje ko wo ander hi ander duty ka name de rahi thi.. (Ye to Aslam ki bimari hai.. wo jo bhi kar raha hai apni bimari k vajah se kar raha hai.. Iss liye mujhe bura nahi manana chahiye..)

Aslam k muh se RANDI sun k usse ek ajeeb sa maja aata tha…Wo Excitement feel hota tha jo shayad usse Sameer k sath kabhi nahi mili..
Thodi der apni jagah par khade rehne k baad KAmya apni khursi k aur chal di.. Aur wo beth ti iss se pehle hi desk pe pada huva Landline phone baj pada…Trinnnnnnnnn

Samne se awaaz ayi
– “Hello…” Aur phir ek dam se khamoshi cha gai…

Wo phone Sameer ka tha… Kamya ne jaise hi phone utha ke Sameer ki awaaz suni to wo samaj na payi wo Aslam ke samne kya baat kare…Aslam ke samne Sameer ka phone ane se Kamya thodi jhep gai.. Uska man nahi tha Sameer se baat karne ka iss waqt par wo sameer ko mana bhi nahi kar sakti thi.. Wo thodi shock thi kyun ki Sameer ne Mobile ki jagah landline pe phone kiya tha aur wo bhi iss waqt call ki thi jab k wo jis country me tha waha iss waqt raat hoti hai.. (Kuch problem to nahi hogi?? ) Ye khayal ate hi Kamya thodi ghabra gai… Ek anhoni ka andesha ate hi wo ar si gai… Sameer k awaaz ek dam se band hone ki wajah se wo thodi jyad ghabra gai thi..
– “Hello hello.. Sameer???”

Iss waqt Aslam KAmya ko dekh k tay nahi kar pa raha tha k Kamya phone pe baat kyun nahi kar rahi hai.. (Shayad line mai problem hogi..!) Par usse iska koi fark nahi tha.. Thodi ghabrai hui kamya k boobs lambi sanse lene ki wajah se tight kurte mai upar niche ho rahe the.. Jise dekh ke Aslam ko bahot maja aa raha tha… Ek to Kamya ka dress Skin tight tha.. Upar se KAmya ne dupatta bhi nahi dala tha aur phir Kamya jaise khadi thi uske boob ka side view Aslam ko dikh raha tha, Side view se upar niche hote boobs kuch jyada hi sexy lag rahe the… Niche Kamya k dress k side slit (Kamar k pass ka Kurte ka cut) thodi upar tak thi.. Jiski vajah se Kamya ki nangi kamar k bhi Aslam ko darshan ho rahe the.. Wo dhire dhire apne lode pe apni ungli ghuma raha tha.. taki Kamya usse dekh na le..

– “Hello Sameer.. Kya huva?? Javab kyun nahi dete??”
– “Haaa.. .hello… Ha Kamya.. Darling wo thoda signal week tha… Par ab mai road pe hu.. Ab awaaz saaf aa rahi hai… tumhe bhi awaaz saaf aa rahi hai na..”
– “HA darling bilkool saaf aa rahi hai..”

Kamya ko Darling bolne k baad khayal aya k Aslam bhi vahi betha hai.. Aur uske samne wo regular tarah se baat nahi kar sakti… Aur jab ki phone Landline pe aya tha.. to wo bahar bhi nahi jaa sakti thi.. Waise drawing room mai bhi ek connection tha.. par Aslam k samne se yun jana usse thik nahi laga.. aur nahi Aslam ko bahar jane ka wo bol sakti thi.. wo bhi tab jab Sameer phone pe tha… Wo Sameer ko bilkool nahi batana chahti thi k wo kisi Aslam jaise insaan ki treetment kar rahi hai… Ab jo bhi baat karni thi wo Aslam k samne hi karni thi…

– “To kaisi ho… ? Missing me?”
– “Mai thik hu.. Waise aapne abhi kyun phone kiya? Apke waha to der raat hogi na??”
– “Wo darasal me yaha ek party mai aya tha.. der raat ho gai.. tumhari bahot yaad aa rahi thi to tumhe phone kiya.. Really missing u a lot”
– “I miss u a lot too..”
– “Kya kar rahi ho abhi..?”
– “Main…?” Kamya ne socha, kya batau.. Aslam ke bare mai to bata nahi sakti..Kamya ne jhoot bola
– “Wo mai abhi clinic se lauti.. to thodi fresh hoke ghar k kaam kar rahi hu…Waise aapne
landline pe phone kyun kiya…??”
– “Wo tumhare mobile pe pehle call ki thi.. par tumne uthaya hi nahi.. To baad mai maine landline pe call kiya…
– “Wo ha…lagta hai phone main bedroom mai hi bhool gai..”
– “Waise aaj party mai sab couples ko dekh k laga.. tum bhi shayad saath hoti to kitna accha hota… Main soch raha tha tum bhi yaha hi aa jav.. waise bhi tum waha akele bor hoti hogi.. Main to agle 2-3 hafte wapas nahi aa paunga.. par tum to yaha aahi sakti ho..?”
– “Main.. Tumhare pass??”
Kamya ko bahot accha laga jab Sameer ne usse ye kaha… par phir ekdam se usse Aslam k khayal aya.. (Agar main chali gai to iss ka kya hoga??Nahi nahi mai itni swarthi nahi ho sakti.. Mujhe isse thik karna hi hai… Aur wo Sameer k yaha na hone par hi ho payga..)
Wo iss dauran Aslam ki taraf bhi dekhti hai.. Aslam bhi usse hi ghur ghur k dekh raha tha.. jisse dekh kar Kamya apni palke jhuka ke muh ghuma leti hai… Pata nahi par wo uski ankho mai nahi dekh pai…
– “Main bhi ana to chahti hu.. Mera bhi bahot man hai.. Par sorry.. mere bahot appointment hai yaha.. agle hafto k to main nahi aa sakti.. Please try and understand..”
– “Ha.. I understand.. Duty comes first”
– “Sameer.. wo main kya keh rahi thi ki main abhi thodi thaki hui hu… agar tumhe mai raat ko phone karu to chalega?”
– “Ok no problem.. Meri darling ko koi bhi takleef nahi honi chahiye.. U take rest.. I will call u later.. Bye”
– “Bye.. love u”

Phone rakhte huve wo Aslam ki taraf dekti hai aur muskura deti hai.. Phir wo Aslam se kehti hai..
– “Tum yaha betho mai abhi ayi.. wo mera mobile bedroom mai bhul gai hu.. wo leke ati hu..”

Jab wo Mobile leke wapas ayi tab usne dekha Aslam uski taraf bhi nahi dekh raha tha..
Aslam ab apne lode ko control nahi kar paa raha tha.. usse ab age badhna hi tha.. to usne apna hatyar ‘Gusse’ ko kaam me lene ka socha..

Kamya bhi Aslam k serious behaviour ko dekh k samajh na pai k issko kya huva hai…
– “Kya huva Aslam?”

Aslam ek dam gusse ke expression se uske taraf dekhta hai..
– “Kiska phone tha..?? Tera koi yaar tha kya?? Sali Darling Darling keh ke kiss se baat kar rahi thi…??

Kamya ko itni authority aur rudeness se aaj tak kisi ne kuch nahi pucha tha.. Sameer ne bhi nahi.. KAmya ko thoda jhatka sa laga.. Par phir ussne khud ko control kiya
– “Kiska phone tha matlab..?? Mere pati ka tha..!”
– “To phir sali tune usse jhoot kyun bola mere bare mai.. Meri sharm ati hai tujhe ??”
Kamya iss baat ka koi javab na de pai.. Kyn ki ek tarah se Aslam jo keh raha tha wo such tha..

– “Wo…. Wo.. darasal..”
– “Abe baate mat bana sali.. mujhe sab pata hai… tum sali ameer aurate..hum garibo ko ghatiya samajhti ho… hamre chune bharse tumhe nahne ka maan karta hai.. humse khule mai baat karne mai sharma ati hai… kyun?? Sali agar mai garib na hota to tu mujhe esse nicha nahi dikhati”
Aslam janta tha Kamya k pass es ka koi javab nahi hoga.. Jo sach bhi tha

– “Nahi.. Tum galat samajh rahe ho Aslam..”
– “Kuch galat nahi samajh raha ben ki lodi… Mujhe gandu samajh rakha hai kya?”
– “Gandu.. Wo kya hota hai..??”
– “Accha ab tujhe gandu ka matlab bhi nai pata… Gandu hai tera pati.. sali jisse tu ijjat deti hai aur mujhe beijjati”

Kamya nahi samajh pai gandu ka kya matlab hai.. par wo itna jaroor samajh gai k Aslam bahot gusse mai hai aur gandu koi ganda shabd hi hai… Usne defination mai jana uss situation main jaroori nahi samjha..
Kamya ko laga (Aslam ko ab kuch bhi kar ke shant karna hoga.. Kahi wo jyada gussa hoke apne aapp ko koi nuksaan na pohchale.. Nahi nahi.. agar ussne yaha kuch kiya to main kisi ko kya javab dungi.. Aur mai esse kisi insan ko treatment shuru hone se pehle kaise chod du..? Wo kitni umeedo se mere pass illaj karvane aya hai….. Mujhe usse shant karna hi hoga.. uska illaj karna hi hoga.. chahe mujhe kuch bhi karna pade..)

– “Dekho Aslam shant ho jav… Tum har baat ko galat kyun samajhte ho… esi koi baat nahi hai.. Mujhe tumse koi problem nahi hai… naahi tumhare garib hone se koi problem hai..”
– “Accha ab main galat samajh raha hu… Tu mujhe apne clinic mai nahi bulati hai… Tu mujhse khule mai bahar baat nahi karti.. Aur tu apne pati ko bhi mere bare mai nahi batati.. Phir bhi mai galta??”
– “Wo tumhari bimari ki vajah se main kisi ko nahi bata sakti.. ”
– “Sahi kaha.. meri bimari hi sari fasaat ki jaad hai.. Main hu saare fasat ki jaad mujhe mar jana chahiye..” Aur Aslam Desk pe padi huyi scissor ko uthata leta hai…

Isse KAmya ghabra jati hai… aur wo ek dam se jhuk kar Aslam ka hath pakad leti hai.. Desk ke piche se jhukne ki vajah se Kamya ko kafi jhukna padta hai.. Iss vajah se uska cleavage Aslam ki ankho k samne aa jata hai…

Uske done boobs aur unke bich ka clevage saaf taur par Aslam dekh paa raha tha.. Un boobs ko thame rakhne wali pink colour ki bra bi Aslam dekh paa raha tha.. Aslam kuch nahi bolta aur Kamya k boobs ko hi dekhte rehta hai…
Kamya bhi ye note karti hai.. Usse sharm ane k bavjood bhi vo Aslam ka hath chod ke khadi hone ki himmat na kar pai.. usse dar tha ke hath chodte hi Aslam phir se Scissor utha lega… Iss dauran wo sochti hai ( Usman ne sahi kaha tha.. Aslam ko gusse mai ek hi cheej shant kar sakti hai.. Mujhe apni ijjat aur sharm se jyada iss inssan ki jindgi ke baremai sochna chahiye… )

Kamya Aslam ka hath chode bina hi desk k side se Aslam k side mai aa jati hai… Aur apne dusre hath se phir uske haath se kaichi chuda kar desk pe rakhti hai.. usse khada karne ke liye uske haath khichti hai..
Aslam samajh nahi pata ki Kamya kya kar rahi hai ( Kahi ye mujhe yaha se nikalna to nahi chahti…?? Nahi essa nahi ho sakta.. agar esaa huva to sali ka rape bhi kar ke isse apna banaunga)

Darasal Kamya nahi chahti thi Aslam Desk ke pass bethe aur phir wahi harkat kare jo usne abhi ki thi… Kamya ne socha isse dur bethane se accha pass bithaya jay aur esi jagah bithaya jay jaha koi cheej ko ye utha na paay… Iss liye usse piche k sofa par bithana hi sahi hoga.. Par sofe pe usse akele bethne ko nahi keh sakti thi… iss liye usse bhi waha bethna tha…Uske saath
Kamya Aslam ko khinch ke Sofe k pass le gai aur usse ankhon se aur gardan hila ke bethne ka isshara kiya… Phir boli
– “Yaha aaram se betho Aslam… Yaha hum aaram se baate kar sakte hai..”

Aslam kush ho gaya.. wo bhi yahi chahata tha ki usse Kamya k aur pass bethne ko mile…
Aslam jaha behtne ja raha tha waha Kamya ka dupatta pada tha… Kamya ne Aslam ko bethne se roka aur uska dupatta uthaya aur phir usse phir se bethne ko kaha…
Aslam beth gaya.. Kamya ne dupatta utha ke apne sine pe dalna chaha.. par Aslam ne dupatte ka kinara pakad liya aur bola…
– “Ab isski kya jarorat hai… Iss ke bina hi tu mast rapchik lagti hai.. chood isse”

Kamya chahti to nahi thi.. Par wo Aslam ko kisi bhi baat pe mana nahi karna chahti thi.. Ussne apne man ko manaya aur dupatte ko Sofe k hand rest pe rakh diya…Phir boli
– “Agar tum yahi chahte ho to yahi sahi.. chalo nahi dalti mai dupatta… Thik hai? Par uske baad mai tumhe bhi wada karna hoga k tum apne aap ko nuksan pochane ki koi harkat nahi karoge”

Aslam iss baat pe muskura diya aur bola..
– “Ye to abhi ki baat hai.. agar mujhe gussa na aya to mai bhi koi aisi harkat na karu.. wo to jab koi baat mujhe meri pakad se bahar dikhti hai tabhi mai aisa karta hu.. Tu bas mujhe kisi baat pe gussa mat karna… Aur mai apne aap ko control kar lunga..”
Aslam ye bol raha tha tab tak Kamya Aslam k pass sofe pe beth chuki thi.. Aslam sofe k ek kone mai betha tha aur Kamya sofe ke dusre kone mai.. dono k bich kafi fasla tha..
– “Ye kya..?? Itni dur kyun bethi hai.. pass beth mere”
– “Kyun ?? kaha dur hu.. Pass hi to hu..”
Kamya ne paas jaye bina baat ko sambhalte huye kaha…

– “Ohh.. Sali k nakhre phir se shuru ho gaye… Mere pass se tujhe bimari lag jaygi… main ganda hu na.. Mere sharir mai kitanu bhare hai.. Bimari k, garibi k… kyun??”
Aslam ne phir se gussa dikhaya..

Kamya ko laga ab isse dubara gussa hone ka moka nahi dena hai..Kahi ye phir se kuch kar na bethe.. Kamya ne jyada na sochte huye.. Aslam k pass khis gai.. Par thodi duri phir bana rakhi..taki wo Aslam ko chu na jay..
Aslam ne bhi moka dekh k ek dam se apna hath kamya ki gardan k piche se Kamya ke kandhe par dal diya.. aur Kamya ko aur pass kicha.. Kamya na usse rok payi na mana kar pai.. Wo bahot sharma rahi thi aur excite feel kar rahi thi…. usse aaj tak kisi ne itne apne pan se paas bithaya tha.. Waise ye uski high society mai normal baat thi.. par uska kabhi koi bf ya male friend nahi tha jo usse esa kuch kar sake.. Aur Sameer bahot formal tha… ek dam se kuch karna uske nature mai hi nahi tha… Shayad iss liye bhi Kamya ko ye baat acchi lag rahi thi kyon ki wo iss tarah k apnepan ko kisi mard se pehli baar mehsoos kar rahi thi..
Aslam k khichne se Kamya k boobs side se Aslam ki chati se dab rahe the…Kamya Aslam ko humiliate feel nahi karvana chahti thi.. wO isse bimari ka hi ek hissa samajh rahi thi.. Dono aisa bata rahe the mano kuch huva hi a ho..
Phir Aslam ne jab Kamya k aur se koi pratikriya na dekhi to.. Usne Kamya ko aur jor se apni aur kicha.. Jis ke liye Kamya taiyar nahi thi… Wo kuch limits ko abhi bhi cross karne se dar rahi thi… Uska dil usse itni jaldi ye sab karne ki manjorri nahi de raha tha.. Dil mai ye baat ate hi ki ye sab galat hai.. Wo apni excitement ko ignore kar deti hai aur issi wajah se wo Aslam ko apne hatho se dur kar k khadi ho jati hai…

Aslam bhi ek minite k liye sochta hai (Shayad kuch jyada jaldi ho gaya… Par ab mai piche nahi hat sakta… Maafi mangi to ye haar baar meri galti ko manvake mujhse dur ho jaygi… Isse aadat dalwani hogi.. k Aslam galti nahi karta… aur jo karna chahta hai wo karke hi rehta hai.. )

– “Kya huva sali??”
– “Nahi wo kuch nahi.. wo tumne jyada pass kicha na iss liye.. Matlab.. Hume iss tarah se nahi bethna chahiye..”
– “Accha kyun nahi bethna chahiye..? Sali bata mujhe kya burai hai mujhme jo tu mujhse sat k nahi beth sakti..?”
Aslam ne phir se thoda gussa dikhate huye kaha..

– “Esse sirf pati patni beth te hai.. dost nahi.. ye galat hai.. iss liye…”
– “Ohh.. kisne bola aise sirf pati patni bethte hai… kya kabhi college k pass se gujari hai.. ya kabhi kisi public garden mai gai hai… kya waha kandhe pe hath rakh ke bethne wale sare pati patni hai..? maine bahot dekhe hai tumhari jaisi badi ghar ki ladkiyon ko apne dosto k sath esse bethe huve..”

Kamya sochti hai ab iss ka mai kya javab du.. tabhi Aslam phir se gussa hona shuru kar deta hai..
– “Sab samajhta hu sali.. tu try to bahot kar rahi hai.. accha bhi hai.. par tu apne ander ki nafrat ko daba nahi paa rahi hai.. mujh jaise garib aami k saath tujhe ghin ati hogi.. kyun..? Aur agar meri garibi problem nahi hai to ….ha…hamare dharam bhi alag alag hai iss liye tu mujhe j nicha samajhti hogi kyun..?”

Kamya Aslam ki baato se bahot sharminda mehsoos karti hai..Wo khud ko racist samjhe jane par khud par sharminda hone lagti hai… Wo Aslam ko jaise prove kaarna chahti thi k usse khud k HINDU aur Aslam k MUSALMAN hone se koi fark nahi padta hai.. Nahi khud k AAMIR aur uske GARIB hone se…. Wo bas kisi bhi tarah apne apko iss ilzam se begunah sabit karna chahti thi..

– “Ye ek dam galat hai.. Tum mujhe bahot galat samajh rahe ho.. Wo tumne mujhe apne pass kicha wo mere liye unexpected tha iss liye maine oppose kiya.. isska tumhare garib ya muslim hone ne kuch lena dena hai hai.. Please mujhe racist mat samjho..”
Kamya ki awaaz mai ek vinati aur pachtave ka tone tha…
Aslam ko laga mano teer sahi jagah par jake laga hai..

– “Ye racist kya hota hai??? Sali jis cheej ka matlab nahi pata wo tujhe kaise samjhu.. ?? PAr wo sab chood.. Tu agar mujhse nafrat nahi karti… aur mujhe apne barabar samajhti hai to sabit kar.. Sabit kar tu mujhe pure illaj k dauran nicha mehsoos nahi karvayegi…”

Ab baat Kamya k ego tak aagayi thi wo ab kuch bhi karna pade piche nahi hatna chahti thi.. Wo iss challenge ko kisi bhi halat mai pura karna chahti thi..
– “Bolo tum.. main kaise sabit karu.. Bolo.. kuch bhi bolo mai kya karu k tum manjaooge k main tumse nafrat nahi karti..?”
– “Accha.. Chal ek kaam kar.. meri Godi main beth ja.. mere ekdam pass”
– “Ye main kaise kar sakti hu..?”
Aslam ki demand sun k Kamya ekdam shook reh jati hai..

– “Kyun nahi kar sakti..?” Aslam ne gusse mai apni ankho ki bhavre chadha k pucha
– “Wo.. Aise… tumhare saath mai kaise beth sakti hu..?? Aise to sirf..”
– “Ha kya.. sirf kya?”
– “Pati patni hi beth sakte hai…” KAmya ‘LOVERS’ shabd istamal nahi kar pai..

Kamya ki jhijak Aslam dekh chuka tha.. Kamya khul k mana bhi nahi kar paa rahi thi ki wo aise nahi bethege ye bhi Aslam samajh chuka tha.. (Kamya bas apni sharm k vajah se age nahi badh rahi… agar usse thk se push kiya gaya to wo jaroor aage badhegi.. )

– “Sali bahane banana bandh kar.. Nahi bethna to mana karde.. main abhi yaha se chala jata hu.. Samajh gaya mai.. mera illaj tere bas ki baat nahi… Tere se acche to wo do DOcter the.. jinhone kam se kam saaf saaf bata to diya tha.. teri tarah chodu to nahi bana rahe the..”

Kamya k ego ko isse badi choot koi ho hi nahi sakti thi… Wo apni ijjat Usman aur Aslam k samne gavana nahi chahti thi ( Shayad wo ijjat gavane ke liye hi bacha rahi thi )
– “Please Aslam essi baat mat karo.. main tumhara illaj jaroor karungi.. Please mere bharosa karo.. ”
– “Bharosa wo bhi tera.. sali jo apne pati ko jhoot bole uska kya bharosa? Tu apne pati ko mere bare mai jhoot bol sakti hai to mujhe kya lund sach bolegi..? Aur tune to wada kiya tha na.. tu mere illaj karegi! meri baat manegi..! Meri dosti nibhayegi..! Kya huva uska?? Sali tu 2 baap ki hai ye sabit hogaya na..?? Sali meri jindgi hi bekar hai.. Sari jindgi mujhe shayad aise hi bitani hai..Accha hai kahi kue main jake kud jau kahi”

Kamya apne ego pe ye baat seh na saki.. uske ander ek alag tarah ka josh bhar gaya.. jo shayad har insaan ko kisi badi competition k shurme hota hai…
Ab wo Aslam ko bharosa dilane k liye kuch bhi karne k liye taiyar thi.. Age jo bhi hoga dekha jayga..Wo bina kuch soche Aslam k muh par hath rakh deti hai aur Aslam k pairo ko apne dusre hatho se alag karti hai… iss waqt jhukne k wajah se uske boobs fir se Aslam ki ankho ke samne aa jate hai..Par choude karte waqt Kamya k dil bahot joro se dhadak raha tha.. mano wo abhi uske muh se bahar aa jayga.. Wo bas niche dekh rahi thi aur Aslam se ankhe nahi milana chah rahi thi…Pairo ko kholte kholte Aslam ki lungi uske pairo k upar se khul gai..( Aslam ne waisi lungi pehni thi jaise normally log towel ko lapette hai..)
Aslam ki ek tang nagi ho gai.. Aur Kamya phir ghum ke Uspar beth gai..
Aslam k muhse Kamya ka haath hat gaya.. Aur uski gand ka makhmali ehsaas apni jangho pe hote hi Aslam me mano ek current daud gaya…Aslam k liye bhi kamya ki harkat ek shook se kam nahi thi ( Sali kya bijli gira rahi hai..?!) Uske muh se ekdam se ek siskari nikal jati hai.. aur wo bol padta hai
– “Benchod..”

– “Kya..?”
– “Kuch nahi…”
– “Ab huva yakeen.. ?? khamakha tum mujh par shak kar rahe ho.. Ab to mujh par bharosa hai na..?”
Kamya ne Aslam se badi mushkil se ye pucha.. Ek ajeeb si excitement usse feel ho rahi thi.. uske gale se awaaz nahi nikal rahi thi.. uske dil k dhadak ne ki awaaz usse khud sunai de rahi thi… Apni baat ko sahi karne k liye ussne ye kadam utha to liya.. par shayad usse pata nahi tha iss kadam ka kya hashar hoga…

– “Are thik se beth na.. Teri gand ki haddi mere pair me lag rahi hai..”
Aslam ne ye bol ke Kamya ko uski gaand se thoda uncha kar ke apne pero pe adjus kiya.. Aur usse apni aur khicha.. iss dauran Aslam k lund full size mai akaad chuka tha..
Kamya bhi ye sun ke kuch jyada hi sharminda mehsoos karti hai.. Par wo Aslam ko dikhana nahi chahti ki wo ghabra rahi thi..
Ab jab ki Aslam ki lungi ek side se khul chuki thi uski underwear bhi thodi bahot najar aa rahi thi… aur uske vishal bamboo ko notice karna koi badi baat nahi tho…. Waise bhi Kamya ne ye kar to diya tha par excitement k sath sath usse sharm bhi bahot aa rahi thi.. iss liye wo Aslam se ankh nahi mila paa rahi thi aur wo niche hi dekh rahi thi…

Aslam k lund par Kamya k gand side se touch ho rahi thi aur wo thodi thodi der mai jo jhatke mar raha tha wo KAmya bhi feel kar rahi thi.. par wo koi reaction deke situation ko aur complicate nahi karna chahti thi..

– “Ha meri Randi.. ho gaya bharosa… Tu mera illaj kar payegi.. aur tu hi mera illaj kar paygi.. ”
Aslam aise bol raha tha jaise uska illaj karne k liye Kamya ko koi bada prize milne wala tha.. ( Prize to milne wala tha… Aslam ka LUND.. wo bhi pure parivar k liye)

Kamya randi shabd sun k Aslam k muh k aur dekhti hai..Aslam k muh ko itne pass se dekh kar kamya ko kuch hone lagta hai.. Aslam k muh se aati ajeeb si smeel bhi wo sungh paa rahi thi.. shayad tambaku ya beedi ki smell thi..

Clinic ka mahol bahot erotic ho chuka tha…Uski choot iss erotic mahol mai tingling sensation de rahi thi… Aur Aslam k lund to pehle se hi over tight tha..

Waise bhi Kamya pehle se sex k mamle mai thodi bhookhi rahi thi.. aur Sameer k saath usse kabhi essi excitement feel nahi ho pai thi.. Sex karte waqt bhi nahi.. Upar se 2 hafto se Sameer k bahar hone k wajah se usne sex bhi nahi kiya tha… Shayad ek paraye mard ka sparsh iss cheej ko uske liye excitement bana raha tha.. Reason jo bhi ho par wo bahot excited thi….
Esse excitement mai dimag sharir k sath chodne lagta hai.. Samne k pal ko jee lena ka maan karta hai.. dil karta hai k jo ho raha hai ho jane diya jay… Phir jo bhi hoga dekha jayga… Kamya bhi kuch essa hi mehsoos kar rahi thi.. Uska dimag usse baar bar rok raha tha par sharir usse dimag ki baat unsuni karwa raha tha… aur dil ko to joro se DHADAK ne se hi fursat nahi thi…

Aslam Kamya k ekdam pass mai apna chehra le gaya…. Kuch der rukne ke baad Aslam aur pass gaya.. Ab dono k hotho ke bich sirf hawa jane jitna fasla tha.. Jab KAmya ne koi reaction na diya, koi oppose na dikhaya tab Aslam ne himmat kar ke thoda age badh ke apne hoth kamya k hotho se laga diye….

Kamya jaisi pari k hotho ka sparsh hi acche accho k pani nikalne k liye kafi tha… Par ye to Aslam tha.. !
Kamya itni excited feel kar rahi thi ki wo apne aap ko rok hi payi.. nahi wo Aslam ko mana kar pai…

Aslam ne ekdam se kamya ko kamar se pakad kar apni aur khicha….Kamya thodi lambi hone ki wajah se aur Aslam k godi pe behthne ke wajah se.. Aslam ko thoda upar dekhna pad raha tha aur Kamya ko niche..

Bahot erotic scene tha..Ek ganda insaan jiski tange ekdam khuli huyi thi, nangi thi.. uss tango par ek highclass ghar ki padhi likhi aurat bethi huyi thi aur apne Komal aur gulab k pankhudiyo jaise hotho se uss gande insaan k rookhe,gande, phate huve hotho ko kiss kar rahi thi..

Aslam ab dhire dhire apne right hath ko jo ki free tha usse Kamya ke pet pe uske kurte k upar rakhta hai aur jo hath uski Kamar pe tha usse Kamya k sir ke piche le ja ke KAmya ke sar ko apni aur dabata hai.. Kamya kuch bhi sochne samajhne se bahot aage excite ho chuki thi.. Ab Aslam apna right hand Kamya k pet se dhire dhire upar lejata hai… aur uske soft, mulayam boobs pe rakh deta hai… Aur usske right boob ko dhire se daba deta hai..
Kamya k muh se siskari nikal jati hai… Par Aslam k hotho k lage hone ki wajah se uski awwaz nahi nikal paati.. Lekin Aslam ye bhaap leta hai..
Wo samajh jata hai k ye shadishuda aurat ek dam garam ho chuki hai..

Aslam apne haath se Kamya k boobs pe dabav badhata hai.. Uska lund kamya k boobs ko apne hatho mai.. uski softness ko feel karke full size mai aa chuka tha.. dard karne laga tha..
Aslam ab apni normal kiss ko chodta hai… aur Kamya k hotho ko apne hotho se azaad karta hai… par apne haath ko uske boobs se nahi hatata.. wo abh bhi uske boobs ko rikshaw k air horn ke gubbare ki tarah dabaye jaa raha tha..

Kamya ki ankhe excitement ki wajah se bandh thi… Kiss tutne par wo apni ankhe khol k Aslam ki aur dekhti hai.. par keh kuch nahi pati

– “Tu ekdam mast maal hai Kamya..Tu sach mai mast maal hai.. Bol tu meri har baat manegi???”
Aslam ye bolte huve bhi uske boobs ko daba raha tha..Kamya kisi hypnotised insaan ki tarah bas Aslam ko sun rahi thi par koi reaction nahi de rahi thi.. Wo apne boobs ke dabne ki excitement mai khoi huyi thi…Kamya k ankhe phir se bandh ho jati hai…

– “Tu ekdam mast maal hai Kamya..Tu sach mai mast maal hai.. Bol tu meri har baat manegi???”
Aslam ye bolte huve bhi uske boobs ko daba raha tha..Kamya kisi hypnotised insaan ki tarah bas Aslam ko sun rahi thi par koi reaction nahi de rahi thi.. Wo apne boobs ke dabne ki excitement mai khoi huyi thi…Kamya k ankhe phir se bandh ho jati hai…

Tabhi Kamya ke mobile ki ring bajati hai…
Kamya apne hosh mai wapas aati hai.. aur Aslam ki goad mai baithe baithe hi apni ankho ko khol ke hi apne mobile ko dhundti hai.. Desk pe bajate huye mobile ko dekh ke wo uthne ka try karti hai.. Par Aslam ne usse uski kamar se pakad rakha tha.. uske boobs daba raha tha..
– “Please Aslam jane do.. Koi important call hogi.. ”

Kamya ussko sirf mobile k wajah se chodne ko kehti hai na ki uski bold harkato ki wajah se.. ye jan k Aslam ko bahot khushi huyi… Ab Kamya usski ho chuki hai ye wo samajh chuka tha.. Ab wo usse nahi rokegi..

Kamya apne ko chudane ki koshish karne lagi.. Aslam bhi usse chodna nahi chahta tha..
Kamya sochti hai ( Kahi Sameer ka phone to nahi?? )
Sameer ko yaad karte hi wo apni koshish badha deti hai.. Wo iss baar Sameer k phone miss nahi karna chahti thi.. Wo kuch galat kar rahi thi ye baat uska dil janta tha.. aur iss guilt mai wo Sameer ka phone miss ho wo nahi chahti thi.. Wo kuch bhi karke phone uthana chahti thi..
– “Aslam chodo.. shayad mere pati ka phone hoga..”

Aslam ko laga.. (Sali mana to nahi kar rahi..na hi mujhe rukne ko keh rahi hai.. matlab ye bhi chahti hai jo ho raha hai wo na ruke… aur agar isske pati ka phone baar baar ye na utha pai to bekar koi shak hoga isspe.. jo mere aur isske liye aage jake accha nahi hai..)

Aslam KAmya ko chod deta hai..
Kamya khadi hoke daud k Desk k pass jake mobile uthati hai.. Mobile me local aur unknown number tha… Kamya sochti hai..( Ye kiska number hai..?)

Iss bich Aslam bhi khada hoke Kamya k piche aa ke khada ho jata ha aur uske piche se usse pakad leta hai uska lund Kamya ki jangho aur gand ki shuruat k hisse mai chu raha tha..
Wo Kamya k shoulder k piche k hisse mai jaha Kamya k baal the usse hata kar ek kiss karta hai.. Itne mai phone cut ho jata hai..

Aslam iss bich Kamya ko dhire dhire khichta huva apne saath sofe ki aur le jata hai…
wo khud beth jata hai aur Kamya ko dobara apni tango pe bitha deta hai.. par iss bar wo Kamya ko aise bithata hai ki Kamya k dono pair uske pair k dono taraf ho, jaise ki wo uske pairo ki horse riding kar rahi ho… aur wo khud Sofe pe apni pith tika ke beth jata hai aur Kamya ko bhi khich k uski pith ko apne upar rest karva deta hai.. Kamya ka mobile abh bhi uske hath mai tha… aur uska head Aslam k kandhe par tika huva tha…

Aslam phir se Kamya ke Kandhe aur Neck ke hisse ko ek kiss karta hai.. aur phir apni jaban nikal ke niche se upar tak chat ne lagta hai…
Kamya k liye ye bahot jyada tha.. Wo apni ankhe bandh karke hi apne sar ko aur piche le jati hai.. Iss wajah se uske boobs thode aur bahar ki taraf nikal ate hai… Aslam uske boobs ko upar se dekhta hai.. aur phir se apne haat uske boobs par rakh deta hai… aur phir se uske boobs ko dabane lagta hai.. par iss bar wo dono haatho se dono boobs ko dabane lagta hai.. aur saath mai Kamya ko ki gardan aur galo pe kiss bhi kar raha thai…
Aslam ne bhi apna petra badla aur aab usne apna left hand se Kamya ki tight kameez ko uske pet ke upar se uthani chahi.. par uski kameez jo ki Kamya ki gaand k niche bhi phasi thi wo upar na ho pai… Aslam phir bhi koshish karta raha..
Kamya khud thodi uthi aur apni Kameez ko apni gaand k niche se nikal ke phir beth gai… Kamya bhi dekhna chahti thi Aslam aur kya karta hai.. wo aur bhi excite hona chahti thi.. aur bhi bada adventure feel karna chah rahi thi..
Aslam k liye bhi ye green signal tha.. kuch bhi karne ka..
Usne kamya ki kameez upar tak uthayi.. uski khubsoorat navel jo ki aab nangi thi uss pe apna hath fera… aur uski tight kameez ko aur upar uthaya… Aur jaha uski pink bra shuru hoti thi waha ja kar ruk gaya… Ab Aslam Kamya k boobs ko uski bra k upar se hi daba raha tha.. Par ab bra k wajah se Kamya ki bodi aur uske nange boobs ka bhi Aslam touch kar par raha tha.. Wo pagalo ki tarah Kamya ki gardan mai kiss karta hai aur dono hatho se uske dono boobs ko masalne lagta hai..
Aslam dhire dhire Kamya k galo pe bhi apne hoth le jata hai.. Aur dhire se Kamya k kano mai kehta hai..
– “Meri randi.. Jara meri taraf bhi to dekh.”
Kamya jaise hi Aslam ki taraf dekhti hai.. Aslam uske hotho ko apne hotho se chusne lagta hai.. Kamya maje ke bhavar mai dubne lagti hai..
Aslam bhi moka dekh k Kamya ki salwar mai apna haath dal deta hai.. Ye Kamya k liye bahot jyada tha.. Uski choot ko aaj tak uske pati k alawa kisi ni nahi chuva tha… Wo ek ajeeb si gudgudi mehsoos karti hai jab Aslam ka hath Kamya ki Salwar ki elastic main se andar jata hai…aur Kamya ki penty k elastic ko bhi utha ke andar jane ka rasta banata hai… Wo Ander apne left hand ko le ja kar KAmya ki choot par rakh deta hai.. Kamya ki choot par bahot choote choote baal the jo Aslam apni ungaliyo se mehsoos kar sakta tha.. Aslam apni dusri ungli Kamya ki choot mai dal deta hai.. Kamya excitement k pahad par pohoch jati hai aur iss excitement mai uski choot bhi wo thodi aage dhakel deti hai.. Aslam apni ungli se hi Kamya ko maja de raha tha… Aslam tab Kamya k haath ko apne hatho se pakad kar apne lund par rakhva deta hai.. Kamya bhi Aslam k lund ki size ko apne hatho se chu kar hairan ho jati hai… (Itna bada??!! Meri muthi mai bhi nahi aa raha hai…)

Issi dauran Kamya ke mobile ki ring dobara bajati hai..wahi unknown number tha jo pehle bhi tha…
Aslam dhire se Kamya ke kaan mai bolta hai
– “Utha le.. Tere kisi yaar ka hai jo sharma rahi hai..?”

aur dhire se KAmya k kaan mai bolta hai..
– “Janemaan.. Kiska phone hai..? Aab utha bhi lo.. kahi dobara..kaat na jay..”

Kamya ne phone receive kiya…
– “Hello?? Kon?”
– “Ji madam mai Rafik.. Wo apko batana tha aapki gadi thik ho gai hai..”
– “Ohh accha.. ummm thik aaah hai..”

Kamya Aslam ki harkato ki wajah se thik se baat nahi kar paa rahi thi.. Uske muh se siskiya nikal rahi thi..
Aslam ko isse bahot maja ata hai.. wo apni ungli k harkato ko aur badha deta hai…
– “Madam kya huva.. koi problem hai??”
– “aah.. Nahi.. Wo .. kya keh rahaaaahe the tuumm?”
– “Wo madam maine gadi repair kardi hai.. aur admi ko bhej diya hai wo adhe ghante mai apke ghar pohoch jayga..”
– “Thik hai..”

Sexy harkate kart waqt kisi se phone pe baat karna ek naya anubahv tha Kamya k liye.. uske excitement aur maje ki inteha thi.. Upar se Aslam ne maje lene k chakkar mai kuch jyada hi ungli kar di thi Kamya ki choot mai.. Aur Aslam k lund ki garmahat jo uske underwear k upar se hi uske hatho ko chu rahi thi.. YE kafi tha Kamya k liye…
Kamya ne apna Organism hasill karliya.. Aur wo discharge ho gai… Aslam bhi apne hath k bhigne ki wajah se ye jan chuka tha…

Organism hasil karte hi jaise usse apni galtiyon ka ehsaas hone lagta hai…Wo kitna galat kar rahi thi wo usse feel karne lagti hai… Par dil ka ek kona usne jo maje liye usse bhi nahi jhootlana chahta tha… Iss liye wo Aslam pe harsh na ho saki… Wo pata nahi kyun tript hone par bhi khudko aur bhookha mehsoos kar rahi thi.. essi bhookh jo shayad Aslam nne abhi abhi uske andar jagai thi…
Par Organism ho jane ki wajah se wo aab khul k soch paa rahi thi..jo wo excitement k rehte nahi soch paa rahi thi..Usse dhyan mai aya k thodi der baad mechanic ane wala hai.. Usse pehle Aslam ko yaha se jana hoga..

– “Aslam abhi thodi der mai car mechanic aa jayga.. please tum yaha se chale jav..”
– “Chala jau.. ??? Kyun sali.. Tu jhad gai to mere laude ko aise hi chod diya.. waah..!! Khud maje le liye aur mere maje ki baari ayi to mujhe ghar se nikal rahi hai..?”
– “Jara samjho.. mechanic 30 min main ghar pe aa jayga.. Please meri baat ko samjho.. Main kisi ko ye nahi bata sakti k main tumhara illaj kar rahi hu…Wo bhi essi bimari ka”

Aslam ko laga abhi baat khichne ka koi fayda nahi.. Bekar baat bigadn se koi fayda nahi.. Par isse itni assani se aaj k liye chood nahi sakta…
– “To kya iss tight lund k saat hi tere ghar se niklu.. Abe agar ese nikla na to logo ko 100% shak hoga… Isse shant
de mai chala jaunga..”
– “Matlab?”
Kamya jan kar bhi anjan ban rahi thi…

– “Ek dam saaf baat hai.. maine tera pani nikala tu mera nikal…”
– “Ye main kaise kar sakti hoo..??”
– “Kyn nahi kar sakti..? apni choot mai ungli karwate waqt kyun nahi socha.. Ab meri bari ayi to kyun aisa kar rahi hai.. Dekh time khoti mat kar… Kahi tera wo mechanic aa gaya to phir mujhe dosh mat dena….”
Aslam janta tha k Kamya ab kisi bhi cheej se mana nahi karegi.. Par uski sharm usse kuch karne bhi nahi degi… Usse sharm se bada kuch dikhana padega.. tabhi wo aage badhegi.. aur wo tha dar apni ijjat nilam hone ka.. Waise iski koi jarorat nahi thi par… Kamya k sharm k bandh ko todne ki chabi thi yeh.. Usse pata tha.. kamya usse mana nahi karegi.. PAr jab karegi usse darana padega..

– “Mera lund ko shant kar de bas…Main chala jauga..”
– “Wo to tum khud kar sakte ho..”
– “Par tere mulayam hotho se hoga to aur maja ayega na..”
– “Nahi.. mai tumhara hargeej muh mai nahi lungi..kitna ganda hota hai wo”
– “Lele… janeman.. koi jyada ganda nahi hai… Tujhe isse shant to karna hi hai to nakhre mat kar..”
Aslam khush tha ki Kamya ne gandki ka oppose kiya Blowjob ka nahi

– “Nahi Aslam abhi nahii.. main ye muh mai nahi le sakti..”
Aslam ko laga.. (Abhi isse samjahne ka time nahi hai… Par isse lund k darshan to aaj karvane hi hai)

– “Chal.. Muh mai nahi lena chahti.?? to koi baat nahi.. apne haatho se hi jhada de..”
Kamya ko ne socha ( Aslam manega nahi.. aur kahi wo gussa ho gaya to accha nahi hoga…Isse accha hai mai uski baat man lu… Waise bhi maine abhi uska chu hi liya hai.. agar dobara chu bhi lungi to kya ho jayga..?)
Kamya apni excitement ko kisi tarah se justify kar rahi thi.. Wo Aslam k bade lund ko dekhna chahti thi… Jo ussne hatho se feel kiya tha…

– “Thik hai…par phir tum chale jaoge na..?”
– “Jaroor meri randi.. PAr meri ek shart hai.. ”
– “Shart ?? Wo kya?”
– “Mera mani mai teri choot k upar hi choodunga… bhale tu apne kapde na utar.. par mujhe apna pani ussi jagah chodna hai jaha se tera pani nikla tha..”

Kamya ye sun k bahot hi jyada excited feel karti hai.. Uske pass koi reason nahi tha k wo Aslam ko mana kare…

Aslam sofe pe behta tha.. Aur Kamya niche farsh par beth jati hai… Usne ikraar mai apni gardan jhuka di..
Aslam k liye ye kisi tohfe se kaam nahi tha… (Bas sali.. aaj k liye kapdo k upar se hi pani dal leta hu.. par age ja ke teri choot k ander bhi dalunga… Teri kokh mai bhi dalunga apna beej)

– “Chal to shuru ho ja”
ASlam khada huva aur apni Lungi khol k side mai rakh di aur Apni underwear apne ghutno tak utar di… aur sofe pe beth gaya
Uske akde huye lund ko dekh k Kamy ka muh khula ka khula reh jata hai.. (Kya lund itna bhi bada ho sakta hai??)
Aslam k lund 10-11 inch ka hoga.. aur motai mai bhi kareeban 2.5-3 inch ka tha… Uski lund ki topi kuch alag thi.. Sameer k lund se kuch alag.. bina chamdi wali… Kamya ko pata nahi kyun uss lund ko dekhte hi apne hatho mai lene ka man karne laga…
Usne dhire dhire apne hatho ko badha k Aslam k lund ko apne hatho mai le liya.. Jo uske ek akele haath mai nai aa paa raha tha…
Aslam k nange lund ko pakad kar Kamya kuch ajeeb sa feel karti hai.. jaisa usne kabhi feel nahi kiya tha.. Ek ajeeb sa nasha tha…

– “Chal.. shuru kar apne hatho ko upar niche le ja.. Kya tere mechanic yaar k samne ye saab karna hai?”
Kamya bina kuch bole ek baar Aslam ki ankho mai dekhti hai aur phir uske lund ko upar niche karne lagti hai..

– “Ohh.. Benchood.. Madarchood.. Teri maa ki choot.. Teri bhen ki choot… Haaaa. bas esi hi.. bas hilati raho… Haaa.. Bass Wah.. meri randi..”
Aslam apne maje mai khoya tha.. wo ankhe bandh karke apni pith sofe pe tika k bade aaram se betha tha… Thodi der baad wo Kamya k taraf dekhta hai.. Kamya badi mehnat se uske lund ko jhadane ki mehnat kar rahi thii…
Hath upar niche karne ki wajah se Kamya ki chatiya jo uske dono hath ke age hone ki wajah se dono hath se dabe the.. upar niche ho rahe the.. AC room mai bhi KAmya k badan par paseena dekha ja sakta tha… Paseene se bhigi Kamya ko dekh k Aslam k lund aur bhi akad jata hai..
Kamya jaldi se jaldi Aslam ko farig karke usse yaha se bhejna chahti thi…
Wo pichle 15 min se uska lund hila rahi thi… uske hath ab dard karne lage the…
– “Kamya.. Randi.. Ab bas mera nikalne wala hai..kaha giraana hai apni shart yaad hai na..”

Kamya bina kuch bole ek haat se lund hilati rehti hai aur dusre hath se apni kameez ko pakadti hai..
– “Please jab bhi nikalne wala ho bata dena…”
– “Bass ho gaya… Basss.. haaa rukna mat.. ”
Aslam ne Kamya k hatho ko hata diya aur khud hi apne lund ko pakada.. aur kamya ko kaha
– “Bas khadi ho ja mera girne wala hai.. Chal taiyar hoja..”

Aslam betha hi tha… Kamya khadi ho ke apni salwar se dhaki choot ko Aslam k pass lati hai.. ASlam ek haath se lund hilate hilate aur dusre hath se kamya ko paas khichtah hai.. Kamya apne dono hatho se apni kameez ko upar kar ke khadi thi… Aslam apne lund ka muh kamya ki choot ki jagah par lagata hai aur issi k sath uska lund pani chood deta hai….. Sara pani wo Kamya ki choot k upar chood deta hai.. Uski blue color k salwaar choot k hisse mai buri tarah se bhig jati hai… Aslam ek baar mai itna pani nikalta hai jitna Sameer kai bar mai bhi nahi nikal pata tha…

Aslam ka pani nikalna jab bandh hota hai tab wo kamya ko apne pass khich ke uski salwar ke sukhe hisse se pane lund pe lagi bachi kuchi mani bhi poch leta hai.. Kamya k liye ye bahot jyada exciting tha… Aslam ka lund ab dhire dhire normal size mai aa raha tha.. par normal size mai bhi ye Sameer k erect lund k jitna hi bada tha..

Aslam ne bade rukhe tarike se Kamya se kaha.. jaise wo kisi sach much ki randi se baat kar raha ho….
– “Chal mera ho gaya.. ab piche hath… Sali RANDI”

Chapter 20
Usne home clinic ka darwaja jo k abhi bandh tha usse khola.. aur dobara mud k Kamya ki taraf dekha.. Kamya abhi bhi apni jagah par waise hi khadi thi.. Wo abhi bhi apne kurte ko upar uthaye khadi thi.. Bilkool kisi chote bacche ki tarah.. uske khule baal jo ki ek kandhe se age ki tarf the… Uska joro se dhadak ta sina aur uspe dikh rahi pasine ki boonde… Aslam ka man to kiya ki abhi k abhi Kamya ko abhi k abhi chod de… Par usse jaldbaji karna thik na laga.. Wo bhi tab jab Mechanic aa raha tha… Usne Kamya ki aur dekha dil mai mechanic ko ek gandi si gali di…aur phir bahar nikal gaya…

Kamya thodi shock mai… Jaise ye kya huva abhi… Aslam k lund ko dekh k, usse iss tarah ganda hone k baad usse bahot ajeeb sa lag raha tha… Bura nahi lag raha tha par dil pe ek boj lag raha tha usse.. Uska dil joro se dhadak raha tha.. Mano abhi bahar aa jayga..
Usse lag raha tha kuch galat ho gaya hai.. Uska dil usse apne pati se bevafai k liye galiya de raha tha.. PAr dil ka ek kona iss vakiye ko pasand kar raha tha.. Usse darasal pasand aya tha Aslam ka rough andaz.. Par apni parvarish k vajah se apni soch k vajah se usse pasand ane par bhi wo ye ikraar nahi kar paa rahi thi k Jo bhi uske aur Aslam k bich huva wo lajhmi tha…

Bus usse lag raha tha mano ab bahot ho gaya… Mujhe ab Aslam se baat ko aur aage nahi badhana chahiye…iss sab se hat har ki ilaaz karna hai…Kamya ne faisla to kiya par pakka nahi… Wo bas khud ko dilasa de rahi thi..

Kamya abhi bhi poore hosh mae nahi thi. aaj usne woh kiya that jiska usne kabhi sapne mae bhi nahi socha tha …(kya eise ilaaz hota hai … kya yeh ilaaz hi hai … to phir mai itni affect kyon ho rahi hoon. Abhi bhi Kamya apni jagaha se hili nahi thi… Wo abhi bhi apne confused dimaag to suljhane ki koshish kar rahi thi… pata nahi kab tak khadi rahi woh.

Achanack bell bajne ki awaz se woh chaunki. oh. mechanic hoga. Darwaje ka intercom button daba kar puncha.
– “Kaun hai?”
– “j-j-j-ji m-m-me-me-memsahb, mai … r-r-rafik miyan ki w-workshop se ayay h-hun … a-aa-aapki g-g-ga-ga-gaadi dene.”
– “Achcha … tum gadi ko side wale garage mae khada kar do aur wahin wait karo. mae abhi 5 minute mae aati hoon…” Itna bolkar, kamya jhat clinic mae ghussi, autr wahan kae washbasin ke sheshe mae apna huliya jaldi jadli theek karne lagi. baal thoda theek kiya, phaili hui lipstick pounchi (kya yeh sheeshe mae mai hi muskara rahi hoon), aur kapde theek kiya. jangho kae beech mae geela pan tang kar raha that, par abhi time nahi tha change karne kae liye. aakhei baar apne ko sheeshe mae sir idhar udhar guma kar dekhne kae baad, usne bedroom sae purse uthata, aur darwaja khol kar bahar nikali. rafik ka aadmi garage mae gadi khadi karke wahin kahada tha.
– “Gadi thik ho gayi …?”
– “j-j-j-ji m-m-me-me- memsahb … w-woh iske ff… fffu..ffuel line main kk kkk kkkkach.. kaachara tha..”
– “ab to theek hai na?” Kamya ne usse tokte hue pucha
– “j-j-j-ji ab theek hai. u-us-ustaad b-bole thae ki aapko t-t-test kara d-doon …”
– “nahi, uski koi jaroorat nahi hai. problem hogi to phir bula loongi. kitna kharcha hua …?”
– “j-j-j-ji woh … d..d.. do..hazzar t-t-teen so … woh ph-ph-phir se tu-tu-tu-tuning karni p-padti hai na …”
– “thik hai … thik hai … woh rates mere husband check karlengwe baad me, rafik bhai se. mujhe to bas chalti gaadi chaiye … yeh lo … dhai hazzaar”, Kamya uske jaldi se chalta karne me lagi thi.
– “mm-m-me-me-memsahb … ch-ch-ch-chuta … … n-n-nahi …”
– “koi baat nahi … tum rakh lo … baksheesh samajh kar … thik hai”
kamya muskara kar boli…. Wo jyada der tak kadak bartav ka na kar pai… uski adat mai hi nahi tha..

– “oh… oh … mm-m-me-me-memsahb … sh-sh-shukariya … u-uparwala aa-aap ka bh-bhala kare”
Mechanic ne khushi se salaam mara aur jaane laga.

– “Suno ..” kamya ne toka.
– “j-j-j-ji … ?”
– “yeh haklaane ki bimaari kab se hai tumhe?”
Kamya ka kind nature apni problems ke bawajood aage aa gaya… Wo khud ko rok na saki
– “j-j-j-ji … b-b-ba-bachpan sae …” mechanic thoda jhenp gaya.
– “dekho .. sharminda hone ki koi jarurat nahi hai … mere clinic par aa jana … mere saath doorse doctor baithte hain … Dr. Jain … woh iss ke specialist hain … mai kal baat kardoongi tumhaari … time nikal kar aa jana … koi kharcha nahi hai … iske liye sarkaar se paise milte hain. woh thik kardenge tumhe … waise kya naam hai tumhara?”
– “j-j-j-ji … b-babloo …”
Babloo ko to jaise koi farishta dhikh gaya ho… Wo apne dil k bhavnao ko shabdo mai dhal nahi paa raha tha…

Kamya ko bhi andar se khushi hui ki usne phir se kisi bechaare ki help ki… uska man thoda majboot hua…. apni respect badhi…Man thoda halka mehsoos hone laga…

Kamya ne muskaraate hue kaha
– “Theek hai babloo, bhoolna mat. tumhare ustaad-ji ko pata hai clinic kahan hai. woh bata denge. … ab jao … in paison ka kuch kha lena achcha … sharaab me nahi undana … theek hai … ab jao”
aur kamya apne se khush mud kar ghar ki or chal di. Babloo us farishte ko jata dekhta raha jab tak woh gahr ke andar nahi chali gayi…
Par jaise hi kamya uski najaro se ojhal huyi Babloo apni asli aukat par aa gaya… Wo uchalte hue gate ki taraf bhada…. wo man mai nachte nachte soch raha tha
“Aaj to muaj hi mauj ho gayi re. chikan aur narangi khoob jamegi. he he he he he. memsahb, aapki gadi har hafte kharaab ho … bas yehi ichcha he. hi-hi-hi-hi-hi. chal bhai babloo …. naarangi bulaa rahi hai … seeti bajjaa rahi hai …”

Udhar Kamya ghar mae ghus kar sedhe kitchen mae gayi, aur fridge se pani ki bottle nikal k pani piya..
Kuch der k liye jaise wo Aslam wale wakye ko bhul hi gayi thi.. par Ghar mai ghus te hi Clinic ki taraf najar padte hi usse wo sab yaad aa gaya jo Aslam k sath huva tha… Usko apne kapdo k gande hone ka ehsaas hone laga… Usne bath lene ki sochi…
Clinic ki ghatna ko bhulne k liye wo sab kaam badi phurti se kar rahi thi… apne kapde utaar kar ek kone me phenk diye aur shower ke neeche kahdi ho gayi. Garam paani se badan ki pasliyan khulne si lagin … bahut achcha mehsoos hua … par saath saath dimaag par pada taala bhi khulne laga…. Uska dimag kisi bhi tarah se Aslam ki baat ko dar kinar nahi kar pa raha tha…
(Oh God, kya kiya usne eik paraye mard ke saath, eik marij ke saath …?? ufff. par kya dosh uska hai … woh to bimar hai.. Uski bimari k vajah se wo soch nahi pata hai.. Par kya main khud ko control nahi kar sakti thi..? main kaise wo sab karne k liye taiyar ho gai…? Main chah kar bhi khud ko rok kyun nahi payi.?? Wo to accha hai Mechanic aa gaya.. Warna… shayad aaj main…. Nahi nahi… Ye galat hai… Main kaise esa kar sakti hu… !!! Par Aslam ko bhi waisa nahi karna chahiye tha… Wo aisa kaise kar sakta hai… Bimar hone ka ye matlab thode hai.. )
Kamya ka dimag tay nahi kar paa raha tha.. k galti kiski hai… Uska dimag ek pal k liye usse jimmedar manta tha aur dusre pal k liye Aslam ko jimmedar manta tha… Par dimag apne hisab se aarop laga k bachav ki dalile de raha tha… aur koi mujrim k taur par nahi aa raha tha…. Wo tay nahi kar paa rahi thi k Aslam ka illaj wo age kare k nahi… Issi dimagi uder bund k bich wo towel se apne ko poch kar… Towel ko apne irda gird lapek kar bahar aa gayi…

Kamya k sangemar se badan par sirf ek Towel lipta tha.. Jo k kafi bada tha… Upar se uske boobs ko dhake huye tha aur niche uski half thigh se kuch upar khatam hota tha… Bahot sexy lag rahi thi wo.. Aur Pani ki boonde uske jism par ek alag sa sexy look de rahi thi… uske bhige baal jo ki ek kandhe ke upar se age ko aye the.. Kamya unhe sehla kar sidha kar rahi thi…aur nichod rahi thi… Kahi iss waqt Aslam ne kya kisi ne bhi usse dekh liya to pata nahi wo bach bhi pati ya nahi…

Bahar nikalte huye usne ek baar apne pade huye chridar ko dekha aur Aslam ki harkat ko yaad kiya… Iske sath hi uska dimag sunn hone laga.. Bas usse Aslam ka lund hi najar aa raha tha… Wo chah kar bhi kuch aur na soch pai.. aur Aslam k lund ko yaad kar kar k uske najar k samne uski tasveer ubar ayi… Usne apni najare churidar se ghuma li aur apne liye kapde choose karne laga gayi… Usne ghar k liye pehanne wale apne kapdo maise…. ek Short aur Half sleeve ki loose Tshirt nikali aur pehanli..

bath lene k baad KAmya badi fresh mehsoos kar rahi thi.. par dimag halka nahi ho paa raha tha… reh reh kar usse Aslam wala wakya yaad aa raha tha aur iss vajah se wo kisi bhi kaam mai man nahi laga paa rahi thi..
Naha ne k baad Kamya ne apne liye chay banayi… Jab chai ban rahi thi tab bhi kamya ka dimag Aslam k bare mai hi soch raha tha…
(Kya sach mai galti meri hai..?? Nahi … Galti Aslam ki hai…. Usne mujhe majboor kiya, apne aapko mujh par force kiya warna main ye na karti.. Par kya sach main usne mujhe force kiya..??? Usne to koi jabardasti nahi ki.. Main hi bas.. Ohhh…Shayad meri hi galti hai… Aslam to bimar hai.. Usne bola tha ki agar usse koi cheej chahiye to wo dimag nahi chalta.. Issi cheej ka to wo illaj karvana chahta hai…mujhe hi uske saamne eaise aana chahiye ki woh excite na ho … mera suit bhi to itna tight tha … to woh excite ho gaya to uski galti thodi hai … aage se dheele aur high nech k kapde hi pehnna chahiye muje uske saamne)

Chay pite pite bhi Kamya issi baat ko soch rahi thi…
(Kya sach main galti meri hai… main usse shant karne k liye aur bharosa dilane k liye hi to uski goud me baithi thi … par goud me baith kar apne par control rakhna meri hi duty thi … woh to hai hi aisa … Aur agar na baithti toAgar main Aslam ka oppose karti to shayad wo gussa ho jata… Aur agar wo gussa ho jata to pata nahi kya karta… haa.. shayad jo huva wo treatment k nazariye se bura nahi huva…. Shayad main thodi behak gai thi par Aslam ke ilaaj k liye shayad us waqt yehi sahi tha… Age se main thoda dhayan rakhungi…)

Phir Kamya sochti hai..
( Aage..? Kya mujhe ASlam ka illaj age badhana chahiye?? Kya such main mujhe usse aur bulana chahiye… Aaj jo huva uske baad usko bulana thik nahi lag raha par usse na bulana bhi to galat hoga… Maine usse wada kiya tha..k main kuch bhi ho jay uska illlaj karungi… Usko bich raste main nahi chodungi.. To kya maine ek hi baar main haar man li..??? Kya Kamya har gayi..?? Nahi Kamya kabhi nahi harti.. aur apna wada har kimat par nibhati hai.. Jo huva shayad wo thoda jyada tha aur aage mujhe jyada savdhan rehna padega.. par main Aslam ka illaj aise nahi chood sakti… Waise bhi wo kaha taiyar tha illaj k liye… Usne to pehle hi bataya tha k main usse thik se jhel nahi paungi.. Uski galiyon ko seh nahi paugi… Maine hi usse manaya tha aur ghar par bulaya tha.. Ab jab ussne mera itna kaha mana to kya main apni galti ki vajah se usse saja du… NAhi ye thik nahi…)

Kamya ka dimag.. ghuma phira k Aslam ko Bimari k tahat nirdosh aur khud ko guilty prove kar chuka tha.. Usse bas thoda control jyada rakhna chahiye tha… Par Aslam k gusse ko dhyan main rakh kar ussne jo kiya wo shayad sahi tha… Nahi to shayad Aslam khud ko ya usse nuksan pohchata.. jo shayad jyada bura hota…
Apni aur Aslam ki karni ke liye dalile dene k baad.. Kamya thoda halka mehsoos kar rahi thi… usske man se guilt feeling thodi kaam ho rahi thi… puri tarah se to nahi par ha kaam ho rahi thi…

Iss sochne sochne main sham k 6 baj gaye the… Aslam ko gaye huve 2 ghante bit gaya tha..

Kamya ne thoda halka nasta karne ki sochi… Wo kitchen mai gai aur bread aur butter le ayi.. aur Butter ko bread pe laga kar khane lagi…
Relax hone k bavjood kamya khud ko Aslam k bare main sochne se nahi rok paa rahi thi… par ab kaun galat wale mukadme ka faisla ho chuka tha… tab kamya Aslam k behaviour k bare main soch rahi thi… Wo Pure waqye ko phir se yaad karti hai.. Jaise ye uska unconsious mind usse karva raha tha…
(Waise Aslam ka lund kitna bada tha.!!! Itna bada kisi ka ho sakta hai ye to maine kabhi socha hi nahi tha.. Bada itna k mere dono hatho mai mil k bhi nahi sama raha tha… Sameer ka to half size ka bhi nahi hai… Maine to socha tha Sameer ka size hi normally har kisi ka hota hoga.. par ye to kuch jyada hi bada tha.. Kya Aslam ka ‘wo’ abnormal tha..?? Ha yahi hoga…. Warna itna bada kisi ka thode ho sakta hai.. )
Kamya ek confused si hasi k sath apne aapko ye baat samjha rahi thi k Sameer k itna bada nahi hai uska reason ye hai k Aslam ka lund abnormal hai.. (Jo k such tha…)

Baar baar Kamya ka maan na chahte huve bhi usi topic ko sochne lagta hai..
(Uska sach mai Sameer se bahot jyada bada tha.. Pata nahi uski biwiya usse kaise jhelti hongi..??? Ussne jo stemina wali baat boli thi wo to ab mujhe sach lagti hai.. jab ki maine usske ejacuation ka time dekh liya hai.. Par kya wo iss umar main 20 ladkiyo ko satisfy kar sakta hai… jaisa usne bola tha.. ya bas wo esse hi fek raha tha..??!!
Wo shayad 20 ladkiyo ko jhel bhi le par kya ladkiya uska jhel pati hogi..? Wo bhi itna bada.??? Bichari uski biwiyan… ! Aur jab Aslam gusse main apne usse apni biwio ke sath sex karta hoga to unko kitna dard deta hoga….??)

Kamya ka dimag na chahte huve bhi uske lund ki Sameer se comparision karne se nahi rok paa rahi thi
(Agar Sameer k abhi itna bada hota to kya main usse le pati..?? Kya utna mere ander bhi gusta..??? Kahi aaj Mechanic na ata to kya ASlam mere sath..?! Kya main Aslam ka le pati…?? Nahi… uska lete lete to meri jaan hi nikal jati… Itna bada koi kaise le sakta hai… ?? )

Kamya k maan main dar aur curiosity dono janm lene lagi thi… Kya wo itna bada lund apni choti si choot main le sakti hai..aur kya usse dard hoga… Ye uske liye nayae question the.. Aur Kamya ka curious dimag inn savalo ka javab janana chahte the.. Par uske maan main koi galat khayal abhi bhi nahi aya tha.. Aslam ke bare main..

Sochte sochte sham k 7.30 baj gaye.. Kamya ne fresh hone k liye TV on kiya or news channels laga kar dekhne lagi.. Par wo thik se TV par concentrate nahi kar paa rahi thi.. Uska dimag na chaht huve bhi apne aaj k wakye ko bhool nahi paa raha tha… Aslam ka lund aur usski harkate usse baar baar yaad aa rahi thi…
Kahi na kahi wo Aslam k rough sparsh ko miss kar rahi thi.. Par wo jis cheej ko dil se bura manti thi.. uss cheej ka khud ko pasand ana admit karna assan nahi tha..

Udhar Aslam Kamya k ghar se nikal kar sidha apne ghar par aa gaya…Aslam k ghar par aaj koi nahi tha..faak se uski dono biwio ko apne maiykejana pad gaya tha. Salma to apni beti kae saath Ajmer Sharif gayi thi mayke walon ke saath – pehale se program bana hua tha – aur Razia ke ghar se achanak bulava aa gaya tha ki uski maa ki tang tut gayi hai. Ghar mai sirf Aslam aur Zoya hi the.. Aur jis waqt Aslam ghar par aya to Zoya ne usse kaha (Abbu.. Main apni dost k ghar ja rahi hu.. sham tak laut ayungi.. shayad der hojaygi.. Yahi paas main hi jaa rahi hu…)

Aslam ka bhi mood kharab tha.. Usne bhi Zoya ki bato par koi gaur nahi kiya aur usse jane diya.. Zoya k jane k baad Aslam ne ghar ka darwaja bandh kiya aur daru ki bottle nikal kar daru pine laga aur Mechanic ko galiya dene laga…. Mechanic ki vajah se wo ghar se to nikal gaya tha bina kuch kiye… Par Apne dil main usne uss mechanic ko pata nahi kya kya galiya di thi… Galio main hi uss mechanic ka pura khandan chudva diya usne..

Aslam k gussa hone ka karan Kamya ko na chod pane se jyada ye sochna tha ki
( Ab saali khud ko sambhal legi.. Saali agar meri baato ko samajh gai to phir se hath bhi nahi rakhne degi.. Hath kya.. Mujhe pass bhi nahi ane degi.. Saali ko itna garma kiya tha ki aaj to wo mujhse chud hi jati.. Agar aaj maine kuch shuru na kiya hota to koi baat nahi thi.. Agar tab mechanic ata to koi problem na hoti par itna hone k bad wo mechanic aya wo accha nahi huva.. Warna uska wo makhmali badan iss samay mai round raha hota… Par bhenchod sala mechanic ki maa ko chodu.. sale ne sare plan k maa chod di.. Kahi mil gaya to gand mar longa sale ki…)

Aslam ab apne plan k bare main age soch raha tha…
(Saali ko ab phir se koi ghutti pilani padegi.. Ab usko yaaken dilana padega ki jo huva wo bilkool bura nahi tha.. Ek dam normal tha.. aur usse mujhe bahot fayda huva hai.. sali bahot bhavok hai.. aur agar maine jitna socha utni bevkoof bhi nikli to wo jaroor meri baat man jaygi… Bas mujhe usse thik se samjhana hoga… Usse bas mujh par kisi tarh ka shak na ho…)
Daru k nashe mai wo kab nind ki agosh main chala gaya usse pata hi nahi chala…
Jab Aslam ki nind khuli to raat k sham ho chuki thi.. 7.15 baj raha tha…
Nind se uthkar usne apna muh dhoya aur khatiya pe behta.. daru ka nasha kareeb kareeb utar chuka tha..
Par usne dusri bottle nikali aur phir se pine laga.. Pite pite bhi bska dimag Kamya k alawa kuch soch nahi paa raha tha.. Usse na bhook lag rahi thi na pyaas… Wo abhi bhi Kamya ki chut k bare mai hi soch pa raha tha aur age ka usse kya karna hai uske bare mai soch raha tha…

Aslam kuch der sochne k baad ek plan banata hai… Wo Kamya ko call lagata hai…

Iss dauran Kamya bhi Aslam k alawa kuch nahi soch paa rahi thi… Wo abhi bhi apne aur Aslam k bhich huyi ghatna ko normal theharane ki koshish kar rahi thi…
Uska dil kahi usse keh raha tha Aslam k treatment usse chod deni chahiye.. Jisse aam admi sixth sense kehta hai.. Par jyadatar log isse ignore kar dete hai… Aur Kamya ne bhi yahi kiya..

(Aslam ki treatment main nahi chod sakti… Agar maine Aslam ki treatment chod di to wo mere bare me kya sochega…?? Usman mere bare main kya sochega?? Kya main kabhi bhi Usman se najare mila paungi..?? Kya main Aslam aur Usman se kiya huva vada tod du?? Nahi… Ye main nahi kar sakti..mujhe uski treatment chalu rakhni hogi.. Main uski treatment nahi chood sakti…. Kahi Aslam ne hi mujhse treatment lene se mana kar diya to…? Nahi main aisa nahi hone dungi.. kuch bhi kar ke mujhe uska illaj karna hai… Main kabhi har nahi sakti..)
Kamya ka ego usse Aslam ki treatment chodne se rok raha tha..

Uska dil ek anjane dar se ghabra raha tha aur sath hi ek ajab si excitement se bhar raha tha…. Kuch naya exciting sa tha iss treatment main.. jo uske adventurous behaviour ko bahot appeal kar rah tha..
Kuch waisa hi jaisa parachut se kudne wale insaan ko hoti hai…

Uska dil ek aur usse keh raha tha..
(Maine aaj jo Aslam k sath kiya wo galat hai… Main ek shadishuda aurat hu.. main kisi paraye mard k sath wo sab nahi kar sakti.. ye galat hai.. mujhe aur aage nahi badhna chahiye.. Mujhe iss tarah se illaj nahi karna chahiye)

Dusri aur uska dil keh raha tha…
(Kya sach main ye galat hai.. ?Kya kisi bimar insaan ki madad karna galat hai..?? Kisi gareb insaan ki madad karne main burai kya hai… Shayad main uski madad na karti to pata nahi wo kya karta… ! Shayad kisi aur ko ya shayad khud ko hi nuksan pohchata… Shayad maine accha hi kiya uski madad kar ke… Aur maine kya galat kiya??? Maine kon sa uske sath sex kiya hai..?? Bas ek dusre ko chua hi to hai…. Main khud ko sambhal sakti hu.. Ek adult hone k nate wo essi situation ko control kar sakti hu… Aslam ki madad kar ke main samaj seva hi kar rahi hai…Sath hi main ek docter hu.. Apne patient k liye agar thodi bahot mushkil jhel bhi li to kya ho gaya… Sharm ek insaan ki jindgi se jyada thodi hai)

Tabhi uska dimag phir se patri badal leta hai..
(Nahi ye galat hai… Aaj maine sex nahi kiya par agar mechanic na ata to kya sach main wo age na badhta..?? Meri ek khubsoorat family hai.. Ek pyara sa husband hai.. kaise main uski pith piche aisa kuch kar sakti hu?? )

Kamya kuch decide nahi kar paa rahi thi… Aur tabhi Aslam ka call ata hai..
Aslam k call dekh kar Kamya k demag sochna bandh kar deta hai… (Utau ya nahi… Agar nahi uthaya to Aslam kya sochega??)
Iss sochne sochne main Aslam ka call miss ho jata hai… Call miss hote hi Kamya ko aisa lagta hai jaise usne galti kardi.. call usse receive karni chahiye thi… Wo soch hi rahi thi ki Aslam ko call back kiya jay ya nahi..
Tabhi Aslam ka call phir se aya..
Kamya ne bina kuch soche call receive kiya..

– ” Hello”
– ” Ha hello… Kon Kamya Randi ka number hai ye?”
– “Ha Aslam.. main Kamya bol rahi hu”
Khud ko Randi kahe jane par Kamya ko ajeeb lagta hai par Aslam ki awaaz se wo nashe mai lag raha tha.. to ussne baat ko khichna sahi nahi samjha…

– “Sorry… Mujhe to Kamya Randi se baat karni hai.. Sorry Kamyaji…”
Kamya samajh nahi payi k Aslam usse majak kar raha hai, usse jhalil kar raha hai.. ya sach main nashe main hai..

– “Hello.. Koi hai kya..??? Kya meri Kamya randi se baat ho sakti hai??”
Iss bar kamya ko yakeen ho gaya ki Aslam nashe main hai.. Agar ussne thik se javab nahi diya to nashe mai wo jaldi gussa hoga aur pata nahi kya kare… Usse thik se baat karni hogi..

– “Ha..Maain boool rahi hu… Kamya..Ra..”
– “Kon Kamya ..?? Kamya Randi??”
– “Ha”
Ye javab shayad Kamya ki jindgi ka sabse humiliating javab tha..

– “Are.. saali aaj to tune mere Khade Lund pe Dhokha kar diya… Salli baccha samajh k lolipop de diya..”
– “Matlab?”
– “Matlab ki baat mat kar saali… Bhenchod kitna garam kiya tune mujhe aur phir uss bhadve k liye mujhe nikal diya.. ”
– “Ye kya bol rahe ho tum…”
– “Chal chood… Main waise tujhse bhot khus hu..tune bahot madad ki meri.. Tune kya mast koshis ki meri madad karne ki.. Tune jitna kiya utna kon karta hai aaj kal kisi k liye… ”
Kamya tareef sun kar khus ho rahi thi…. Par achanak uski khushi furrr ho gai

– “Par saali main bahot gussa hu tere se.. Bhenchod”
– “Wo kyn bhala?”
Aslam ki galiyon ko Kamya ab normal conversation k hisse ki tarah hi treat kar rahi thi… Usse ab ASlam ki galiya utni buri nahi lag rahi thi jitni pehle lagti thi… Kahi na kahi usse ASlam ka rough behaviour pasand aa raha tha…

– “Saali tune aaj jis tarah se chutiya banaya… waise log baccho ko banate hai Mard ko nahi… Abhi ye chij nahi hai tum ye wali chocolate le lo ”

Aslam ne jaise Kamya ko chidhaya… Kamya Aslam ki baato ko aab dhire dhire samajh ne lagi thi.. Usse samajh aa raha tha k Aslam kis bare main baat kar raha tha… Par usske pass isska koi javab nahi tha..
Kamya phir bhi chup rehti hai..

– “Saali.. Mujhe shak hai k tu mera illaj kar paygi ya nahi.. Pata nahi kahi na kahi ab mujhe shak hai k jo tune shuru kiya wo tu pura kar paygi ya nahi…?? Teri kabiliyat pe aab mujhe shak ho raha hai… Kya tu utni acchi docter hai bhi sahi jitni main samajh raha tha..?”
Kamya k ego ko ye bahot bada dhakka tha… Wo apni kabiliyat pe sawal bardasht nahi kar sakti thi…

– “Nahi Aslam main tumhara illaj kar sakti hu…Main tumhe jaroor thik karungi.. Wo to bas mechanic aa gaya…”
ASlam bich main se hi uski baat kat deta hai..

– “Chood sali… Tu kya sach main mujhe chutiya samajhti hai..?? Main manta hu tune apni taraf se mere illaj ki bahot acchi koshis ki…Saali tune mujhe aaj bahot had tak shant bhi kar diya tha.. Par tera baar baar mujhe tokna aur rokna mujhe shant k bajay gussa jyada kar raha tha….Bhenchod dimag apne aape se bahar jaa raha tha jab tu mujhe kuch bhi karne se rok rahi thi… Saala man to kiye abhi utth kar chala jau.. Par phir agle hi paal tu kuch aisa karti thi k main ja nahi pata tha… Maan shant hota to tu phir tok deti thi.. Bhenchod jab shant hi karna hai to maa chudane k liye gussa badaha rahi thi mera???”
Aslam ne thode gusse se kaha… Phir Aslam ne Kamya ko bolne ka moka diye bina apna dusra pasa pheka…

– “Par ek baat hai… Tere jaise maal maine aaj tak nahi dekhi… Kya teri khubsoorti..!! Are maine bade ghar k bahot si aurato ko dekha hai par tu sab se aage hai… Tere roop k aage to wo bhik bhi na maan sake…Saali agar main tujhse pehle mila hota to pata nahi.. aaj halat kuch aur hi hote…Shayad main bahot pehle thik ho jata… Shayad aab tak thik ho bhi chuka hota.. par hay meri kismat.. Saali tere jaise maal mujhe pehle kabhi mili hi nahi..Agar tu teri shadi se pehle mujhse mili hoti to tujhe main apni biwi bana leta.. Par ab apna naseeb kaha..!”
Aslam ek hatash ho chuki awaaz main kehta hai…
Phir wo baat ko aage badhata hai..Aur aab apna agla pasa fekta hai
– “Aagr tu dil laga k mera illaj kare to mujhe lagta hai tu mere illaj kar sakti hai.. PAr tujhe to Gareeb Ameer, Unch Nich, badsoorat sunder k bich se hi fursat nahi… Ye main dost k sath nahi kar sakti.. Ye main pati k sath hi kar sakti hu.. Saali tujhe jab illaj karna hi nahi to itna dikahva kyun..?? Maine pehhle hi bola tha k agar tujhse illaj na ho to bata dena… Jhooti ummed mat dena.. Ek rahi sahi ummeed thi wo bhi tune aaj tod di… Saala Ilaj meri najaro k samne tha par phir bhi main usse chu na paya… Isse jyada buri kismat aur kya ho sakti hai… ”

Kamya bade dhayan se Aslam ki saari baate sun rahi thi… Uski tareef, uski shikayate.. uska gussa .. sab kuch…
Aslam se huyi uski tareef usse ek ajeeb sa maja de rahi thi… Ek ajjeb sa sukun de rahi thi.. HAlaki Aslam ki language kuch(?) gandi thi.. Phir bhi Kamya ko accha laga raha tha… Language ko ignore kare to bhi Sameer ne kabhi usski itni tareef nahi ki thi…
Aslam ki baate Kamya k kaam ko kamya ki ankho main aur bhi bada bana raha tha.. mano wo koi desh seva kar rahi ho… Mano wo kuch bada kar rahi hai.. par thik se nahi kar rahi hai…

Aslam ne aab apna HUKAM ka IKKA nikla.
– “Aaisi jindgi jeene ka kya fayda…Bas aaab main Kue ki diwar par khada hu.. Saala dil kar raha hai abhi iss kue mai kud jau..”

Kamya Ek dam se ghabahra jati hai..
– ” Nahi Aslam galti se bhi aisa kuch mat karna.. Dekho hum aapas ki baate mil k suljha lenge.. Hello.. Aslam.. Tum sun rahe hona.. Please bhagvan k liye.. Apne biwi baccho k liye.. Mere liye ruk jao.. Kuch mat karna.. Please…”
Kamya bahot try kar rahi thi.. Par samne se koi javab nahi aa raha tha.. Ek anjana sa dar Kamya k dil pe havi hone lagta hai…

Kuch der baad Aslam ki awaaz ati hai..
– “Yahi hu main.. Thoda per fisal gaya tha..”
Dar asal Aslam apne ghar par hi tha.. Bas Kamya ko kahani suna raha tha..
Aslam ki awaaz sun kar mano Kamya ki jaan main jaan ayi..
– “Dekho Aslam aisa waisa kuch mat karna…Tumne jo kaha sab sach hai.. Par tum bhi please baat ko samjho… Meri professional k sath sath ek Personaal life bhi hai.. aur kabhi kabhi wo mujh par havi ho jati hai… Iss wajah se main tumhara saath har baat main nahi de pati… Aur tumhe object karna padta hai.. Mujhe Personal aur Professional life ko mix nahi karna chahiye tha…. Jiska main dhyan rakhungi… Waise bhi tumhri bimari tumhara gussa aur ye gandi language hai…PAr tum aisa kyn bolte ho.. Tum gussa kyun hote ho.. ye janne k liye, Iss treatment k liye mujhe tumhe samajhna hoga… Main janti hu k muhe tumhe aur kareeb se janna hoga… Jiske liye main taiyaar bhi hu shayad.. PAr thoda waqt lagega… Meri sharm mera sath nahi de rahi… Main nahi chahti log iss baat ko jaane.. I hope u can understand”

Kamya ne ek saans main apni puri baat Aslam k samne rakh di..
Aslam ko jaise moka mil gaya..
– ” Matlab tujhe meri gandi language se koi problem nahi hai?? Matlab mera wo chuna tujhe bura nahi laga?? Matlab tujhe wo sab pasand aya.. sahi hai na??”Kamya ko laga (Agar maine mana kar diya to Aslam ko shayad bura lage ga.. Shayad wo illaj karvane hi na aye.. Shayad kahi gusse main wo Kue main hi na kud jay… Nahi.. Main sharm k mare ye nahi hone de sakti… )- “H..hh.. Ha Aslam”
Itna bolte bolte Kamya k gaal sharm se laal ho chuke the… Wo bahot hi sharminda mehsoos kar rahi thi aisa bol kar.. PAr pata nahi dil k kisi kone ko ek sookon tha… Shayad sach bolneka..!?
Aslam ke liye to jaise ye gugli ball thi.. Par agar iss pe usne chaaka na mara to shayad match hi haar jayga..- “Kya.. ? Sach main.. ? Tu sach bol rahi hai.?? ya fir se chutiya bana rahi hai.. fusla rahi hai?”
– ” MAin ek dam sach bol rahi hu…”
– “Accha to bata tujhe kya accha laga…?? Mera kaha chuna tujhe pasand aya..?”
– “Please Aslam aisi baate mat karo..Main aisi baato ka javab nahi de sakti.. Par tumhe meri baat ka yakin karna hoga”
Kamya kisi tarah se baat ko sambhal rahi thi.. par ulajhti jaa rahi thi..- “Par tujhe wo saab pasand tha to aaj roka kyun tune mujhe..?? Tujhe nahi maloom par jab bhi main tujhe choota tha to ek ajeeb sa sookun milta tha mujhe.. Aisa lagta tha jaise mere shareer k sare dard sirf tera sparsh hi khatam kar dega..””
– “Wo.. Wo.. wo to mere liye ye sab nayi cheej hai.. Ek dam se main kaise ye kar sakti thi? Maine apne pati k alawa kisi ko nahi chua aise”
– “Baat to sahi hai teri.. Chal wada kar k aage se tu mujhe nahi rokegi… chahe main jo bhi karu.. Kiss karu ya tere badan ko chun.. Par tu mujhe nahi rokegi.. bol manjoor? Agar tu mera sahi main illaj karna chahti hai to main janta hu tu mana nahi karegi..”
Ye aakhri baat ka Kamya k paas koi javab nahi tha..- “Manjoor.. Par phir bhi main wo sab tumhare sath kaise??”
– “Aare darti kyun hai.. Teri chudai thodi kar raha hu.. Bas tu mujhe rokna maat gussa mat hone dena.. aur mujhe lagta hai main waise hi thik ho jaunga… Aaj jab tu meri god main thi tab jo ehsaas ho raha tha mujhe wo main bayan nahi kar sakta.. ”
Kamya ko ye baat bahot acchi lagi ki uska sirf sparsh hi kisi k liye ek ehsaas hai.. Kamya ko apni khoobsorti par, apne aap par fakra hone lagta hai…
Kamya inn bato ko oppose bhi nahi kar sakti thi aur unko apni manjori ki mahor bhi nahi laga sakti thi… Par dono maise ek cheej use karni hi thi.. Aur uss waqt uss baat ko manne k alawa Kamya ko kuch thik nahi laga…
– “Thik hai.. main wada karti hu”
Aslam Kamya ki awaaz main confusion saaf taur par sun paa raha tha.. Wo dil se nahi bol rahi thi…
Aslam sochta hai (Saali ka dil uske pati se bewafai karne se usse dara raha hai…. shayad issi wajah se wo chahte huve bhi apne pati k khilaf nahi jana chahtii.. Kuch to karna hoga.. Main koi kasar nahi chood sakta)- “Bahot khub.. Ab ayega maja.. Waise tu kis baat se dar rahi hai… Kya tujhe lagta hai ek paraye mard k saath ye sab karna galat hai…?? Kuch galat nahi hai.. Koi jor jabardasti thodi hai.. Tu aur main jante hai hum kuch galat nahi kar rahe to phir ye dar kaisa… Aur tujhe kya lagta hai tera pati waha videsh mai kisi gori k sath gulcharre nahi uda raha hoga??”
Aslam ki ye akhri baat Kamya ko mano jhakjhod deti hai… Sameer k bare main aisi baat sunna usse accha nahi lagta aur wo bol padti hai

– “Mere Sameer bilkool waise nahi hai… Wo mere alawa kisi aur ko ankh utha kar bhi nahi dekhte.Wo to Aurato ki bahot ijjat karte hai.. mujhe UNPAR bahot bharosa hai.. wo mujh par kabhi cheat nahi kar sakte”
– “Waise tu hai hi aisi cheej k tere alwa kisi aur ko dekhne ka maan hi na kare.. PAr agar tere se itne dur hokar bhi agar wo ladkiyon ko nahi dekhta hoga ye main nahi maan sakta… Ya to wo saala Gandu hai.. Ya phir tu kuch jyada hi bholi hai..”
– “Matlab..? Ye Gandu kya hota hai? ”
– “Are gandu matlab jo apni gaand dusre mardo se marwata ho.. Jisse aurate nahi mardo main interest ho…Hehehe… Ya to phir wo teri pith piche kisi gori k gand mar raha hai aur tu itni bholi hai k tujhe pata hi nahi chal pa raha k tera Sameer kya kar raha hai.. Mujhe teri fikar hai..Main janta hu agar tera pati bewafa nikala to tujhe kia dard hoga…Aur wo mujhe jara bhi accha nahi lagega.. Par agar kahi tere pati ne tujhe dhokha diya to tera ye dost hamesha teri taraf melaga tujhe”
Aslam ne Sameer k khilaf shak ka bij Kamya k dimag main dal diya tha.. usse bas pani dene ki jaroorat thi..

Kamya jaha Sameer k liye ho rahi aisi baato se thoda bura feel kar rahi thi.. PAr Aslam ki uske liye fikar aur concern ko dekh k usko accha bhi lag raha tha..Aaj taj itni fikar Kamya k liye kisi ne nahi dikhayi thi…Kamya bahot emotinal feel karti hai.. Aur iss emotional pal main pata nahi kaise uske muh se nikal jata hai…

– “MAin janti hu Aslam.. Agar mujhe kabhi bhi koi dukh ya problem huva to tum hamesha honge mere sath main”
PAr bolne k baad usse dhayan ata hai… ( ye maine kya bol diya?? )
Par teer kaman se choot chuka tha… ab wo kuch bol nahi sakti thi.. Kamya apne aapse shock thi aisa bolne k liye.. PAr phir wo khud ko dilasa de kar samjahti hai. ( Thik hi to hai… Kuch galat nahi bola…Wo meri itni tarif kar raha hai.. Meri itni fikar kar raha hai…. Aur aisi baate ek docter aur patients k bich trust build karne k liye jaroori hai…)

Udhar ASlam ne to aisa kuch socha hi nahi tha.. Uske liye to lottery k ticket k ek ek number winning number se match ho rahe the…
Kamya jo ho chuka usse bhul kar apni baat ko age badhati hai

– “Ab tum mujhe wada karo k tum apni treatment adhe se nahi chodoge.. aur aage se koi bhi suicide attempt nahi karoge”
– “Wada karunga.. Par meri do sharte hai..”

Kamya k dimag soch main pad jata hai(Phir se shart..?!? Darne ki baat nahi hai.. shayad pichli baar ki tarah kuch simple si shart hi hogi..)
– “Ha bolo?”
– “Pehli shart hai tu mujhe aaj k baad ijjat se bulayegi.. Bilkool waise jaise apne Pati ko bulati hai..Unse, Unhe, Aap jaise”
Kamya sochti hai.. ( Ye kaisi shart hai..?)
– “Aur dusri?”
– “Dusri shart hai tu kaal se mere liye sajegi savregi.. bilkool jaise tu apne pati k liye taiyar hoti hai..”
– “MAtlab?”
– “Matlab kal tu kuch sexy sa pehanna.. jaise wo aurate pehanti hai na blouse jisme sleeves nahi hoti… ”
– “Sleeveless??” Kamya khud ko rok nahi pati..
– “Ha Sleeveless blous pehana.. jis main tere boobs dikhe utna khula ho… age se.. aur piche se bhi khula ho to maja aa jayaga… Aur ek jhini saree chiffon k pehana.. wo aaj kal ki heroine pehanti hai na waise… bilkool nabhi k niche.. Sala bahot maan hai kisi ladki ko aise kapdo main dekhne ka.. sirf photos main hi dekhi hai aaj tak…”
– “Ye main kaise pehan sakti hu… Wo bhi esi saree.. Suit bhi to thik hai… Ye please rehne do”
– “Dekh manna hai to dono sharte sath main maan varna ek bhi mat maan.. koi jabardasti nahi hai..”
– “Dekho Aslam.. main ek shadishuda aurat hu aise kapde sirf apne pati k liye pehan sakti hu.. Aur tum jaise chah rahe ho waise ek aurat sirf apne pati ko bulati hai aur kisi ko nahi…Agar main tumhe aise bulaungi to hamare Docter Patient k relation ko bhi ye bigad dega.. samajhene ki koshish karo…Main tumhari dost hu aur tumhe bhi apna ek dost manti hu… yaha tak ki maine tumhe mujhe galiya dene tak ki choot bhi de di hai.. ab inn sab ki kya jarorat hai..?”
KAmya baat ko talne ki koshish kar rahi thi..
Par Aslam tas se mass nahi hona chah raha tha…
– “Saali phir se chutiya banane pe aagai na..?? Bhenchod saali sab ko ullu samjhti hai tu.. Gareebo k paas dimag nahi hota?? Sali main sab samajhta hu..Jab tu mujhe apne barabar samjhegi tab hi to mujhse waise pesh ayegi.. Tu kaise ek gareeb driver k ijjat se bula sakti hai.. uske samne kaise saj dhaj k aa sakti hai??? Road pe taiyar ho kar nikle aur log dekh le to chalta hai.. par ghar main agar ek driver ne taiyar hone ko bola to sali tum ameero ki maa chud jati hai..?? Bhenchod.. Nahi karvana tujse illaj… Ye chutiyapanti main nahi jhel sakta.. Sali har baar bolti hai meri har baat manegi aur har baar koi na koi bahana taiyar hota hai.. Ab tu teri jagah par khus reh aur main meri jagah par… Kal agar tere pati ki kartoote tere samne aye to mere paass mat ana… Waise bhi tu konsa mujhe dost samjhti thi jo mere pass ati.. HAt Bhenchod… Madarchod sali.. Kya jhaat jindgi hai.. Salli tujhese koi baat nahi karni mujhe.. Teri shakal bhi nahi dekhna chahta main…Ab to shayad logo ko meri lash hi meligi wo bhi kue main tairti huyi…”
Aur Aslam Phone cut kar deta hai…

– “Hello hello.. hello.. Aslam??? ”
Par phone cut ho chuka tha.. Kamya ghabra jati hai… (Kahi wo sach main to… Nahi nahi…)
Kamya dobara se Aslam ko call lagati hai.. 1 baar 2 baar 3 baar… PAr har baar Aslam phone nahi uthata… aur phir Aslam ka phone switchoff ho jata hai…
Ye KAmya k liye ek shock ki tarah tha.. ( Phone switch off kyun hai… Kahi kuch huva to nahi.. Kahi Aslam ne khud ko.. Nahi nahi..)

Kamya k dil pata nahi kyun jyada emotional ho raha tha.. Aslam k fikar usse khaye jaa rahi thi… Dil joro se rone ko kar raha tha.. Uske dil main ye khauf ghar kar gaya tha k Aslam ne khud ko kuch nukasan to jaroor pohchaya hoga..Aur wo khud ko isska jimmedar man rahi thi…
(Kamya tum itni swarthi kaise ho sakti ho..Kitna banavati hu main… Kehne ko to aise samaj main rehte hai jaha sab kuch bold hai.. aur main thodi sajne ki baat pe dikhava karne lagi.. ?? Mere jaise logo ko iss docteri profession main rehne ka koi adhikar nahi hai…Mera kaam chahta hai k main mere patients k aur pass jau.. Unhe aur acche se samjhu…Ek sacchai ka, vishwash ka rishta hona chahiye patients aur docter k bich… aur main wo hi kayam nahi karna chahti… Kyun? Kyun ki mujhe iss samaj ka dar hai..?? kon sa samaj??? kise pata hai main kya kar rahi hu??? TO phir kya hai jo mujhe Aslam ki baate manne se rok raha hai.. kya galat manga ussne??? izzat hi to mangi thi usne. kapdon wali baat bhi to issi se related thi. agar mai uss ki izzat karne ka dawa karti hoon, to uske pasand ke kapde kyon nahi pehan sakti. Bechaare ki jindagi me sab auraton ne usse beizzat hi kia hai. isiliye to aisa ho gaya hai. Usse mujh se izzat ki hi to chah hai … aur mai bhi usse woh na de saki. Main bahot buri hu… Dikhava hai meri shakshiyat…)

Kamya apne aap ko reason mante huye pata nahi kya kya soch rahi thi… Aslam k bare main soch soch kar uska dil bhari ho raha tha.. Usse aisa feel ho raha tha.. jaise usse kuch bahot bura ho gaya tha…Uska dimag chakra raha tha… Tabyat bigad ti si mehsoos ho rahi thi…K
Kamya kuch waqt baad khud ko kisi kaam main involve karne ki try karti hai.. Wo khana banane lagti hai.. Tv dekhne lagti hai.. PAr kisi bhi kaam main wo dil nahi laga paa rahi thi… Har baar uska dimag Aslam ki fikar main kho jata tha… Thodi thodi der main wo apne haath ka kaam side main rakh kar apna mobile utha kar dekhti thi ki kahi Aslam ka call back to nahi.. Dobara wo Aslam ka number dial karti thi.. Par har bar Aslam ka phone switch off hi tha…
Har bar phone switch off hone ka tape sun k Kamya ka dil jyada se jyada betha jaa raha tha.. uska maan kisi bhi kaam main nahi lag raha tha…

Chapter 21
Raat kafi ho gayi thi, par Kamya ki ankhon se neend gayab thi. Aslam ki chinta usse kissi aur baare me sochne nahi de rahi thi…..(Oh God … Kya huva hoga?? Kahi woh suicide na kar le… Nahi wo aisa nahi karega…Par phir phone kyu off aa raha hai abhi tak …? Agar ek baar baat ho jaye to usse samjha lungi main.. Iss baar sambhal lungi main… Agar jaroor padi to abhi k abhi uske pass chali jau usse shant karne… Par ye kaise hoga… Maine to thik se uski information bhi nahi li… Kaha rehta hai ye bhi to mujhe pata nahi hai… Oh God… Agar baat ho pati to usse hi yaha bula leti.. Jyada se jyada kya hota log dekh lete… To kya?? Kya logo ka daar ek insaan ki jaan se jyada hai?? Bhad main jay duniyadari.. agar usski vajah se kisi insan ki jindgi pe ban aye to…Please God, don’t let any harm come to him … woh khud nahi janta ki gusse me kya kar raha hai … uff kitni badi galti kar di … chali tee me uska ilaaz karne … Uska pata bhi nahi janti varna abhi k abhi chali jaati usse dhundne… ab kya karun … kahin wo sach me kuen me kood gaya to ???!! nahi nahi.. Par agar aisa huva to main kya karoongi …?? Kaisi doctor hoon main !!! Marij ki halat uski bimari ko dekh kar bartav karna chaiye tha … par maine to ulta usse shant karne ki bajay jyada bhadka diya…. Please aslam call me … please….)Kamya khud ko dosh de rahi thi aur apne aapse baate kar rahi thi… Uska dil kar raha tha k abhi uthe aur Aslam k pass chali jay… Wo jo kahega wo sab karegi wo… Usse bas Aslam ko thik karna hai (?) Kaise bhi… Kuch bhi karke… Kisi insan ki maut ki vajah khud ko manna assan kaam nahi hai.. wo bhi Kamya jaisi emotional ladki k liye….Yehi sab sochti hui Kamya sone ki nakaam koshish karti hai, Kamya kaffi der tak bistar par karvaten badalti rahi… tabhi dressing table par pada mobile ring karne laga…Aslam ka call hoga aisa dimag main ate hi Kamya bijli ki tarah us par lapki …
(Shukar hai bhagwaan ka .. Aslam ne phone to kiya )Par Mobile ko hath main lete hi Kamya ka sari ummeed tut gai… Jab kisi cheej ka besabri se intajar karo aur usski jagah apki pasandida cheej bhi kabhi samne aa jay to wo bhi chidhane lagti hai.. gussa dilane lagti hai
Wo Call Sameer ki thi(Uff..Abhi kyon kiya Sameer ne phone ?! Agar peeche se Aslam ka aa gaya to…? Kahi uski mujh se baat nahi hui to ho sakta hai uska gussa aur bhad jaye … Nahi mujhe Sameer ka call nahi uthana chahiye… Par Sameer ka hai … Phone na uthana bhi galat hoga na … akhir husband hain mere … ho sakta hai koi jaroorat ho usse bhi )

Kuch sochne k baad Kamya phone pick karti hai..
– “Hello … Sameer …???”
– “Hello … hello … Kamya darling …? … sorry yaar, hope tum so to nahi rahin thi na … ???”
– “… ab to jaagi hui hun …”

Kamya ne rukha sa javab diya … Uske dimag main Aslam ki chinta ki vajah se ek chidchidapan jo Sameer ke liye tha uss wajah se sochti hai
( Sameer bhi kya bekaar sawal kar rahe hai… Sote Sote phone uthata hai koi kya … uthaya hai to matlab jaag hi rahi hoon … )

Sameer bhi KAmya ki awaaz ki berukhi ko bhap leta hai.. Usse laga need se uthne ki vajah se shayad thodi naraj hogi.
– “Yaar naraaj na ho … sorry tumhe neend se uthaya … kuch jaroori baaten karni thi … tumse …”
– “Hmmm.. Bolo Sameer”
Kamya phir se thoda rukhepan se bolti hai.

Sameer phir se Kamya ka mood thik karne ke liye pehle general baate shuru karta hai
– “OK pehle ye batao tumhara din kaisa raha.?? Aur… ha..mai to puchna hi bhool gaya … woh tumhaari gaadi theek hogai kya… ?”
– “Haan, Rafiq bhai ko phone kar diya tha … unhi ne truck bhej kar tow karwa li aur thik kar ke unhi ke aadmi ne ghar pahuncha di …koi problem nahi hui …”
– “Vaise tumne test to kar li thi na …?”
– “Nahi … mai kyun karti test …?! Jab woh keh rahen hai ki thik ho gayi to theek hi ho gayi hogi …”

Kamya ka man katai nahi tha Sameer se din ki baato ko discuss karne ka.. uska mood thik hone ka naam hi nahi le raha tha..

– “Tab bhi yaar … ek baar to chala kar dekh leti … tum bhi na bas … sab par vishwaas kar leti ho”
– “… aur aapko to sabh par shak hi hota rehta hai …aur agar aapko un par shak tha to aapne kyun kaha mujhe unhe call karne ko … hunh … ??”
Kamya kuch tunak kar boli.
– “See Kamya, this is not about me … I am just saying to make sure … tum bahut bholi ho …”

Kamya ki berukhi ko bhap kar Sameer thoda defensive ho gaya.

– “… to mujhe bhola hi rehne dijiye na aap … jo check karna hai aake kar lijiye ga … bas … mujhe mat boliye …”

Kamya ka chidchida pan aab gusse ki shakal iktiyar kar raha tha..

Sameer ne baat badalte huye pucha.

– “Ok testing ko chodo.. Ok? … waise kitne paise liye usne … ?”
– “Wo kuch do hazaar something the.. maine usse dhai hajar de diye”
– “Kya … DHAAI HAZZAR!!!??? … aisi kya problem aa gayi thi … abhi pichle mahine to service karvayi thi …?”
– “… woh unka aadmi keh raha tha ki fuel line me kachra aa gaya tha …”
– “Phir bhi … fuel line saaf karne ke to paanch sao hi lagte hain … Kya yaar Kamya ! Tum bhi na kabhi sochti nahi ho paise ke baare me .. Aur wo bhi dhayi hazzar …! Even if you don’t know about cars, at least yeh to dekhti ki dhayi hazzar kis baat ke….”

Sameer thoda agitate hone laga tha. Paiso k mamle mai Sameer thoda over possesive tha…
Kamya ka man to pehale se hi Aslam ko lekar vichlit tha … Aur Sameer ki iss tarah galtiya nikalne par woh Sameer par baras padi … Kamya uski baat katte hue boli

– “See Dr. Sameer Patel … don’t lecture me at 1 o-clock in night OK!! … aapka din hoga par mere sone ka samey hai … agar aapko itni hi details me janana tha to mujhe kyun bola…? You know very well that I don’t know these details… You also have a phone … aap ne kyun nahi handle kiya…? usko bol dete ki gadi thik karni hai … punch lete kya problem hai … rate fix kar lete aur mujhe bas bata dete … BUT NO … you want me to do all the running around … and then you want to find fault in everything … Do you know anything about how I am manging all alone …? hunh …??? … have you though of that …? you are with your doctor colleagues and who knows who else … I am alone here … kabhi socha hai aapne …???”

Ek typical angry aur guilty wife ki tarah Kamya ne Sameer ko hi ulti phatkaar de di…Kamya k chidchide pan ne shabdo ki shakal iktiyar kar li thi

– “… …”
– “… … …”

Thodi chuppi ke baad Sameer ki thodi akadi huyi aur thodi formal si hurt si awaz aayi,

– “What do you mean…? … with who knows who else … what do you mean … hhun??? Matlab kya hai tumhara??”
– “Please leave it Sameer… Aapne mujhe itni raat gaye kya issi liye phone kiya tha…? Dhayi hazaar rupyon ke liye…? Dekhiye abhi raat ka ek baj chuka hai aur mujhe neend aa rahi hai … ”

Galat baat bolkar, sorry bolne k bajay – jaise typical auraton ki adat hoti hai, Kamya ne baat palate hue, phir shikayat ke lahaze me kaha. Darasal woh khud tazzub kar rahi thi ki
(Yeh kya keh diya maine…? Kahan se aya yeh vichaar mere man me… ? Kya Aslam ne jo kaha tha us vajah se…?? nahi nahi… Aslam ki baat to bekaar ki thi … behtar hai us oor na jaya jaye. )

– “Ohhh….Sooo So sorry to disturb your beauty sleep …”

Sameer bhi thoda chid chuka tha Kamya k reply aur behaviour se… Usne thoda topic badalne ki sochi..
Sameer samajh nahi paa raha tha ki jo baat wo KAmya ko kehna chahta hai wo ab kaise kahe.. Usne bahot sambhal k baat ko rakhna shuru kiya..

– “Waise actually, maine iss liye phone kiya tha k… wo jo maine last call me kaha tha na ?? Matlab jo apni baat hui thi about your joining me…? Mujhe lagta hai ki achcha hoga.. If you join me here … you see … tumhe jaan kar khushi hogi … ki mai …”

Sameer ki adhi baat sunte hi Kamya ko andaja ho gaya k Sameer kya chahta hai… Ye sunte hi uske man me Aslam ki chinta ghir gayi…

( Kaise chchod sakti hu main Aslam ko ?? Woh bhi is nazuk mod par… Nahi… Aise waqt par main usse chod kar nahi jaa sakti… Bola to tha Sameer ko din me bhi.. phir bhi kyun insist kar rahe hai…?)

Ye khayal dimag main ate hi Kamya Sameer ki baat poori hone se pehale hi bol padti hai

– “Sammer … maine aapko pehle bhi kaha tha na ki mai nahi aa sakti… Patients ko chood kar kaise aa sakti hoon…?? Woh depend karte hai mujh par.. apko bataya to tha… Phir bhi wohi baat karne se kya faayeda…? mujhe aur depress karne kae alawa”

Kamya ne akir main ki line uske gusse ki wajah se thi

– “Yaar … baat to poori sun liya karo …”
Sameer bhi thoda jhalla kar bol padta hai

– “Ab ye sirf 2 hafte ki baat nahi rahi… Sunno.. Aur please iss baar meri puri baat sunna… Dekho yahan par Abobishi company ka training program announce kiya gaya hai … unke naye implants lagane ki technique aur uske baad patient ki after care ki training ke liye …Pure 4 mahine ka program hai …Aur wo bhi Abobishi pharma ki taraf se fully sponsored … And u know the best part they are sponsoring it with spouse.. Yaha ki St. George hospital mae 4 months tak unke experts ke saath patients treat karne hai … aur hands-on tarike se sikhna hai ki implants kaise lagaye jaate hain, unka side effects kya ho sakta hai aur usse after care me kaise handle karna hai … keval 5 slots hai … duniya bhar ke surgeons jo conference ke liye invite kiye gaye the unme se selection karna hai … mujhe already final 10 me short list kar liya gaya hai … I am only one from India … mere chances bahut achche hai kyonki … India Abobishi ke liye bahut bada market ban sakta hai. They are really supporting my case…. To ab samjhin … yeh ab 2 hafte ki baat nahi rahi… ab shayad 4 mahine rehna pad sakta hai … ya yeh kahun ki rehna padegaa … kal tak selection final ho jayega … being the only one from India in shortlist, mera to pakka hai… I know this is sudden… par itni achchi opportunity thi … I could not give it up … both profession ke liye bhi … aur business angle se bhi … Aur 3 -saal ka exclusive commitment hoga … kisi aur doctor ko woh implant nahi supply honge … sabhi ko mere paas hi aana hoga … Tum samjha rahi ho na iska matlab … Meri Practice par iska kitna aur kya asar padega … aur kitna naam milega mujhe … isiliye keh raha hun ki tum ab aa jao idhar mere paas.”

Dopehar jab Sameer ne uske jaane ki baat kahi thi to Kamya ko achcha laga tha, par ab Aslam ki wajah se buri tarah pareshaan Kamya ko Aslam ki hifazat ke siway kuch aur nahi soojh raha tha. Emotional jo thi woh.
(Kaise jaa sakti hun ? )

– “Sameer… Dekhiye yeh baat hum pehale bhi kar chuke hai na…?! Main apne patients ko chod kar kaise aa sakti hoon wo bhi ek dam se …?”
– “Kya yaar…? Are you saying ki psychatrists can’t take leave… yeh to mai nahi manta… mai bhi doctor hoon… I also know …”

Kamya thodi irritate ho kar Sameer ki baat ko pura hi nahi hone deti aur bich main hi bol padti hai

– “Agar aap doctor hai to aap bhi yeh bhi samajhte honge ki I can’t leave suddenly … mere surgery patients to hain nahi ki ek hafte me doosre doctor ko handover kar doon … 3 mahine se jyada bhi lag jaate hain mental patients ko handover karne me … uske baad time hi kitna bachega … is it worth it …??? ”

Kamya ne dalil di. Jo ek tarike se sach bhi thi.. aur being profession docter Sameer bhi ye baat samajh raha tha…
Agar general practisioner hota to kisi dusre docter ko case handover karna koi mushkil baat nahi thi… Par ek Psychatrist k liye ye utna assan nahi tha… Patient ko samjana aur uss hisab se treatment karna har docter k liye shuru se karne jaisa hi kaam hota hai.. Aur ye baat Sameer bhaot acche se samajh ta tha…

– “Baat to tum theek keh rahi ho…But..I..Still…Yaar I miss you so much.”

Sameer se 4 mahine alaga rehna bhi Kamya ko bahut bura lag raha tha. Apne ko akela, ahsay pa rahi thi. Kamya kabhi bhi akeli nahi rahi thi … Shadi se pehale apne mummy-papa ke saath aur shaadi ke baad Sameer ke saath.
Already Aslam ko lekar pareshaan Kamya ko laga ki aaj to pahad par pahad toot raha hai us par. ab usse apna Sameer par jhallane bhi bura lag raha tha, pachta rahi thi. Sameer ke rehate hue kissi bhi tarah ki fikar nahi hoti thi usse. Har tarah se support aur pyaar milta tha. Pata nahi Sameer ki 3 week ki training k liye bhi wo kaise taiyar hui thi..Itna lamba akele rehne k khayal bhar se ek ghabrahat si mehsoosh hone lagti thi Kamya ko.

– “Hello … Sameer … Sameer … kya yeh program jaroori hai aapke liye … ? Aapke bina kaise rahungi itne din … aap isse chchod nahi sakte …? ”
Kamya Aslam ko bhul chuki thi aur Sameer se dur rehne ka dar ki wajah se wo Sameer se request karne lagi

– “Kamya … Baat ko samjho… maine already explain kiya hai ki kitni unique opportunity hai …”
– “Opportunities to aati rahengi life me Sameer …”
– “Yaar you are not understanding … 3 years … teen saal tak mai akela aisa doctor hunga jo yeh implants laga sakega India me … practice kitni bhad jayegi…??!! Jara socho…”
– “Practice abhi bhi buri nahi hai aapki …”
Kamya apni taraf se har mumkin dalil de rahi thi Sameer ko rokne k liye.

– “Ye Training mujhe top level par pahuncha degi … India k top most docters main meri ginti hogi… Tum samjah kyun nahi rahi ho??”
– “Sameer please … for me …I can’t stay alone …”
Kamya aur Sameer dono maise koi bhi apni baat se peeche nahi hatna chah raha tha…

– “Tumhare liye hi to kar raha hun yeh sab …Life main kuch achieve karne k liye thoda sacrifice to karna padta hai..”
– ” Sara sacrifice to mujhe hi karna padta hai har wakht …!”
Kamya apni majboori ki wajah se thoda gussa hone lagi aur jaise hota hai aksar, dosh apne pati par hi thopne lagi.
– “How you can say that …?!!”
– “Aur nahi to kya … ? jaise mujhe nahi pata …? Kitne khush ho kar bataya apne abhi… Main sab samajhti hu … pata tha aapko ki mai nahi aa sakti … socha hoga chalo 4 mahino ke liye biwi se chutti milli … Kyun?”
Kamyo bachon ki tarah phailne lagi thi … emotional dabav dalne ke liye.

– “Kamya, don’t say like that … bandho mat mujhe … mere career par bandish mat lagao aise …”
– “Haan mai to aapke pairo ki zanzeer hu.. Apki tarrakee ka roda hu… mai hi hoon aapki dushman … aapke raste ka kaanta … bus aur kuch nahi sunna mujhe …”.

– “Kamya, aise mat bolo yaar … you know I will miss you …”
– “Haan mujhe pata hai aap kitna miss karoge mujhe … ! Sab samjhti hun … bandh ke rakhti hun na mai aapko … mammani nahi karne deti … late night parties nahi attend karne deti … gulcharre nahi udane deti … yeh achcha tarika nikala hai aapne … aish karne ka … pehale se hi planning karke gaye honge … ki mauka achcha hai … thodi aish karne ka … gori gori vilayati nurson aur lady doctors ke saath … biwi to aa nahi payegi …”
Kamya ne Sameer ki baat pakad li. Kamya ka dimag waise bhi thoda out of control tha… aur Sameer se conersation kuch jyada hi galat track par chala gaya tha.. Iss wajah se Kamya pata nahi kya kya bole ja rahi thi..
Kamya anap shanap bolti ja rahi thi, bina soche, bas apni tension se majboor.

– “KAMYAAA!!!”
Sameer lagbhag cheekh pada
– “Tum yeh kya bol rahi ho … ? Tumhe kuch samajh main bhi aa raha hai tumne abhi kya bola?? Aise ilzaam kaise laga sakti ho tum mujh par…? main bilkool bardaash nahi karunga …”

– “Cheekiye mat … ”
Kamya bhi aab apne gusse ko control nahi kar pati hai..Kamya ka chidchidapan, uska gussa, aur Aslam ne uske dimag main jo baat dali thi.. sab mil ke Kamya ko sahi sochne nahi de rahe the…Aur Kamya jo bhi man main aa raha tha bole jaa rahi thi.. bina soche…
– “Main bachchi nahi hun … Kya kar rahe they aap kal raat party me itni der tak … ? bataayie … appki raat ke 2 baj rahe honge … hai na … ? khoob dance-wance chal raha hoga … khoob daru-sharu beh rahi hogi …?? kaun thi aapki partner … aapki saaki … itni der tak …??? Bataiye??? Ek hi thi ya ek se jyada … ? blonde thi ya …”

Kamya ko koi hosh nahi tha ki woh Sameer ko kitna ghayal kar rahi thi. Usse to bas apni ghanto ki tension – aur shayad aaj clinic me Aslam ke sath hue hadse ki guilt – apni bhadas ke roop me nikalne ka jaise zaria mil gaya ho … apne app ko victim bana kar.

– “Bus Kamya, bahut sun liya maine. mujhe tum se aisi umeed nahi thi … better yehi hoga ki hum yeh call yahin band karen. mai tumse kal baat karunga shaam ko…tab tak shayad tum thoda thande dimaag se vichaar kar logi … ki maine kya kaha aur tumne kya kaha … cheee itni ghatiya baat … Goodnight Dr. Kamya Patel”
Apne gusse ko daba kar, bilkul berukhi se Sameer bola aur call cut kar di.

Kamya kuch shrano ke liye to mobile to takti rahi aur phir phoot phoot kar takiye me moonh chupa kar rone lagi… Kuch der baad jab uski siskiyan kuch thami, to atma galani ne usse gher liya…

(Yeh kya kya keh rahi thi main…. kahan se aaye yeh gande khayal mere jahen main…Woh bhi mere devta jaise Sameer ke liye… Sharam kyon nahi aayi bolne se pehale…kaise bol diya usne aisi ghononi baat.. Akhir kyon mere dimaag me woh bebuniyaad vichhar baith gaye hai. unme koi sachai nahi hai … ho hi nahi sakta … Par agar hua to …??!! Woh goriya itne chote chote kapde pehanti hai … kisi ki bhi nazar phisal sakti hai … koi g-ga-gandu hi hoga jo na dekhe. Ufff ye kya ho gaya hai mujhe …? yeh ganda sabd kaise aa gaya mere dimaag me.??? Haan Aslam ne hi boli hain mujhe yeh sab baaten … Ussi ne dali hai ye baate mere dimag main Sameer ke baare me … ki mauj kar raha hoga goriyon ke saath … Kahi Aslam ki gandi bhasha sunte sunte mujh par bhi to asar nahi padne laga.?? Han woh Aslam hi to tha jisne usse Sameer ke baare me aisi gandi baaten ki thi…)

Aslam ka khayal dimag main ate hi Kamya phir se Aslam ki chinta main kho jati hai

(Aslam… Theek to hoga na woh…? God! agar suicide kar li hogi to …?? Nahi… mai kaise maaf karungi apne aap ko…Mera patient hai… Meri jimmedaari hai, Use bachane ki… Usse thik karne ki… Pata nahi phone kyun band tha poori shaam. Ab karoon kya??? Nahi … nahi. Abhi nahi… Agar band na hua to … neend kharab hogi bechare ki.)

(Us samye Aslam kya kar raha tha, agar Kamya dekhti, to uski aankhon par pade saare parde gir jaate aur yeh kahanio yahin khatam ho jaati. shukar hai ki yeh ho nahi sakta tha).

Becheni k mare Kamya bistar se uthi aur kamre ki balcony me jaa kar raat ki thandi hawa se apne man to shaant karne ke liye pryatn karne lagi… Par uske dimag main chal rahi baate usse hi dosh de rahe the…

(Maine kyun uski baat nahi maani … maan leti to shayad yeh sab na hota …Aakhir kya chahata tha woh.? Jyada kuch bhi to nahi…bas thodi ijjat hi to chahata tha mujh se… jaisi ijjat mai Sameer ko deti hoon… Kya burai hai usme.?? Ijjat ka hi to bhuka hai woh… Yahi to hai uski bimaari ki jad… Yes. Yes. Yehi to jad hai, aur yehi to tarika hai uske illaj ka…. Pehale kyun nahi samjhi…? Aur doosri baat?? Wo bhi to itni namumkin nahi hai. Kya chahata hai… ke main uske liye saj-dhaj ke rahun… yeh bhi to mard to ijjat dene ka tarika hai, uski mardangi ko ijjat dene ka… Isiliye to auraten itna paisa kharachti hai… Mard ke liye sajne ke liye… Aslam bhi to mard hai. Pura bharpur mard hai… dekha to hai maine usse … chua bhi hai. Uski jaisi mardangi aaj tak kabhi nahi dekhi … na mehsoos ki…)

Kamya ab Aslam ke chote tang pardarshi sexy kapde pehanne ki condition ko ab sajna-dhajna bata kar dilute karne lagi … yeh uska man kabul kar sakta tha

(Oh God, please ek chance aur mil jaye…. khoob ijjat dungi. har tarike se … baaton se bhi, aur hav bhav se bhi. usse yeh nahi lagna chaiye ki mae usse neecha samajhti hun. apne barabar nahi samajhti hun. apne layak nahi samajhti hun. Haan, thik hai, mana ki normally patients ke saath eise nahi pesh aana chahiye. Par Aslam ki bimaari bhi to ajeeb hai. unique hai. ab bimaari aisi hai to uske ilaaj bhi to aise honge. haan, yeh theek disha hai. Mujhe apne aap ko bhoolna hoga. Bhulna hoga ki mai ek sundar shadi-shuda aurat hun aur woh ek majboot paraya mard. Woh patient hai – bus patient. Mujhe hi karna hai jo karna hai. aur karoongi bhi. jo karna pade karoongi. par uska bharosa nahi tootne doongi kabhi. Professional success ke liye thoda sharam-lihaaz ko sacrifice samjh kar sab karungi, jaise woh chahata hai. Sameer ne bhi to abhi-abhi kaha tha – kuch paane ke liye kuch khone bhi padta hai. bas ek chance aur mil jaye. phir se galti nahi hogi. Please God. usse kuch mat hone dena.)

Khud se ye commitement karene ke baad thoda man halka hua to Kamya phir se sone ki koshish karne lagi. aur is baar usse neend aa gayi.
Gaur karne ki baat hai ki Sameer se jhagadne k baad jabse Kamya Aslam ke baare me sochne lagi thi, uske dimag me Sameer ka khayal phir se nahi ubhra tha … sone tak bhi nahi!
Subha uthte hue uska man set tha. jo karna tha woh jaanti thi, tayyar thi karne ke liye. Bas prarthna thi to yeh ki ek chance aur mil jaye..Aslam se contact ho jaye. Par Aslam ka phone abhi bhi band pada tha. Dheere dheere ukso phir se tension ne gher liya. Poore din phone try karti rahi.
Kamya ko ab lagne laga ki woh Aslam ka illaz karne me poori tarah se fail ho gayi hai. Aslam ki halat sudharne ke bajaye, aur bigad gayi hai, aur wo bhi uske karan. Yeh baat usko andar tak chubh rahi thi. Saath hi saath usse yeh bhi lagne laga tha ki agar Aslam ko kuch ho gaya to woh apne aap ka samna kaise kar sakegi. Nakamyabi ka kadva swad aur apne emotional nature ki wajah se uss ka kisi bhi kaam me man nahi lag raha tha. Bas ek thakaan si uske oopar cha gayi thi.

Clinic me bhi unmane dhang se time guzara. Jaise taise kaam khatam kar k ghar lauti. Aslam ka phone abhi bhi band tha. Kisi ghor haadse ki shanka ab ukse man me pakad bana chuki thi. Saans lena mushkil ho raha tha, haath pair thande se hone lage the. Na kuch khane ka man hua, na peene ka. Bas pass rakhe mobile par hi dhyaan atka hua tha. Sham raat me tabdeel ho gayi par Kamya ko kuch aur hosh nahi tha. Akhir mobile baj utha.

(Uff …, yeh to phir se Sameer ka phone hai … ab kya baate karni hai usse … kal kaafi nahi ho gayin thi kya …)
Raat ki baat se hui atm-glani, Aslam ki tension me kahin dafan ho chuki thi. Thi to bas berukhi Sameer ke prati.
Kamya Sameer par chid rahi thi… Uska man bilkool nahi kar raha tha phone uthan ko. Par Pati hai to call uthani hi padegi.

– “Hello …”
– “Hello …Kamya?”
– “… …”
– “… …”

Kamya ka bilkul man nahi tha baath karne ka iss samye. Udhar Sameer ko bhi nahi samajh aa raha tha ki baat kahan se shuru kare aur issi wajah se Hello k age baat hi nahi badh pai… Thodi der baad Sameer ne hi baat ki shuruat ki, woh kal ki baaten bhul kar Kamya se phir se samanye baat karna chahata tha.

– “Kamya, kaisi ho”
– “Thik hun … aur app?”
Kamya k awaz ki berukhi Sameer abhi bhi mehsoos kar paa raha tha.

– “Mai bhi teek hun… Tumhare liye ek good news hai.. Kamya mai select ho gaya!””
– “… …”, iss mudde par Kamya haar gayi thi. Kuch bolne ko nahi sujh raha tha.
– “Kamya …?? Sun rahi ho na??”
– “ji …”
– “Suna tumne …”
Sameer ki awaz me khushi saaf jhalak rahi thi.

– “Ji … Congratulations”
Kamya ne formality poori karte hue kaha. Kamya ki berukhi Sameer to chubh gayi

– “Aise beman se badhai bhi koi badhai hui bhala..?! Mujhe lagta hai, tum abhi tak samjhi nahi ho”
– “Nahi… Main samajh gai hu.. aur wo bhi bade acche se ki abhi muje saade chaar mahine akele hi bitane hai …”
Kamya apna dard Sameer k samne aane se na rok saki.. Kamya ki tone me runasi jhalak rahi thi, kyonki iss argument se woh thak chuki thi, haar gayi thi.

Sameer bhi uski yeh baat samajh sakta tha.. aur wo janta tha ki Kamya ka gussa hona bhi jayaj tha… Sameer ko laga ki Kamya usse itne samay ke liye alag rehane ki baat se ghabra rahi hai. Uski situation samajh sakta tha (really?). Kamya ka akelapan door karne k liye usne sujahav socha.
– “Yaar ghabrane ki baat nahi hai. Bus char mahino ki to baat hai … palak jhapakte hi guzar jayenge … aur tum apne patients me busy rahogi, before you know it, I’ll be back. Ek kam karo, tum Preeti ko bula lo …kuch din tumhare saath reh legi … mere aane tak. Tumhara man bhi laga rahega apni behan k saath.”
– “Poonch lungi par uska abhi hostel chchodna mushkil hai…first term ke viva hone wale hain …”
– “Oh! … to phir Tanya bhi to hai …usko bula lo …”
– “Tanya ko to aap achche se jante hai, apki hi behan hai … woh independent rehna chahati hai … Aapki hi tarah!”

Sameer ne Kamya k kadve shabdo ko jyada ehmiyat nahi di… Wo abhi bhi Kamya ko shant karne ki koshish kar raha tha
– “Haan … janta hun … to phir tum kaise …???”
– “Aap chinta na karen … mai manage kar loongi … and Sameer …”
– “kya ..???”
– “I am happy for you … aap jo chahate the woh aapko mil gaya”
Kamya ab iss call ko jald hi khatam karna chahati thi.

– “Haan kamya … I really wanted this … tum bhi dheere dheere samajh jaogi”
– “Theek hai Sameer … apna khayal rakhiye ga”
– “Tum bhi Kamya … I will call you everyday”
– “No need Sameer … I’ll manage … without you”
Kamya na chahte huye bhi apni chid aur gusse ko shabdo ka rup lene se nahi rok payi berukhi ke bavajood, Kamya ka jhunjhlaya hua man tana dene se na bach saka.

– “Abhi bhi gussa ho ?”
Sameer ne roothi bivi ko manane ke lehje me kaha.

Par Kamya ki jhunjhulahat bahdne lagi thi, woh palat kar boli-
– “Woh to pata nahi … par yeh jaanti hoon ki laddo batne ka man nahi kar raha hai mera”

Kamya ke taano se tilmila kar Sameer ko bhi thoda gussa aane laga
– “Taane mat do Kamya … support nahi kar sakti to at least thes to mat pahunchao … yeh mai humare bahvishye ke liye hi kar raha hun”.
Sameer abhi bhi Kamya ko samjhane ki koshish kar raha tha.. Par ab wo bhi Kamya k rukhe pan se thoda irritate hone laga tha..

– “Janti hun … aap jo bhi karte hai hamare bhavishye ke liye hi karte hai … Lekin hamare aaj ka to mujhe hi dekhna hai”
– “Dekho Kamya, mai tumse phir se behas nahi karna chahata. Agar tum aa sakti hoti to mujhe khusi hoti. Par agar ab tum hi nahi aa sakti to isme mera kya kasoor hai?”
– “Chaliye aapne yeh to mana ki aap jante the ki mai nahi aa sakti … … mera aana hi to ek solution nahi hai … aap bhi to mana …”
– “Phir se wohi baat … yeh karna jaroori hai mujhe …”
Sameer bhi ab jhallane laga tha phir se.

Tabhi Kamya ko phone par kisi mahila ki awaaj sunai di – angrezi accent me – sweet si
– “Sameeeer … are you coming for breakfast? We are getting late.”

Aur phir Sameer ka uttar suna
– “Just a minute Alice, I am talking to my wife in India.”

Phir se wohi mahila
– “Oh I see … sorry … Anyway, after the long session last night, I think its OK if we are a bit late today. I’ll wait for you.”

Kamya ka to dimag ek dam se fuse ho gaya. Kamya ka dimag pehle hi gusse main tha… upar se Aslam ne uske man main Sameer ki rangraliyo ka bij bo diya tha.. Aur rahi sahi kami ladki ki awaaz ne puri kar di… Kamya kuch soche samjhe bina bol padi
– “KAUN HAI YEH? … who is she? what last night?.. Kya kia tumne iske saath kal raat ? Aur kya kar rahi hai yeh tumhare bedroom mai abhi tak? To yeh kar rahen hain aap hamare bavishye ke liye?? Main to pehale se hi jaanti thi … you … you …”

Ek second ke liye to Sameer bhi Kamya k krodh se bhauchakka reh gaya. Phir kuch hadbadi me safai dete hue bola,
– “Kamya don’t be stupid again yaar … bat to suno … aisa kuch bhi nahi hai jo tum samajh rahi ho. Pehli baat mai apne bedroom me nahi hoon, hotel ki lobby mae hun. Aur doosri baat, kal hum sabhi hone wali training ke baare me Abobishi company ke Japanese labs ke kuch doctors ke saath der raat tak video conferencing karte rahe. And lastly, but most important, Alice is daughter of US Program Director, Dr. Smith, and she is his assistant. Choti bachchi hai …. Preeti ki umar ki hogi bas. Summer break me apne Papa ka haath bata rahi hai. She has to arrange everything … bahut bhag daud karti hai … how can you think like that … kya hota ja raha hai tumhe. And for your information, aaj selected doctors ke liye special tour arrange kiya hai apni US ki labs ka aur ham sab ko breakfast par ikkhata hokar chalna hai. Ab samjhin kuch … ufff”

– “Program director ki beti hai to phir Dr. Patel kyun nahi bulaati hai … aur tum bhi yeh Alice Alice kyon kar rahe ho”
Kamya jaise kuch samajhna hi nahi chah rahi thi…

Maan me jab shaq ka keeda ghar bana le, to dhith kirayedaar ki tarah asani se hilne wala kahan tha..!!
– “Really Kamya, it is getting impossible to talk to you … tum jaanti ho ki inki culture me first names se hi bulaya jaata hai sabko. Jab last year Dr. Johnson aaye the seminar dene, to tum bhi to unko Kevin keh kar bolti thin. Maine to koi aapatti nahi uthai thi …”

Sameer bhi ab patience loose karne laga tha.
– “Woh isliye, ki tum hamesha mere saath the … Tumhare saamne hi unhone sabko unhe Kevin bolne ko kaha tha …”, Kamya koi dalil sweekaar nahi karna chahati thi.

– “To kya mai tumse jhoot bol raha hun …?”
– “Yeh to tumhe hi pata hoga…!”
Yeh bolte hi Kamya kaanp gayi.
Apne Sameer ko jhoota bola tha usne…life me pehli baar.. Par sath hi Aslam ka boya bij bhi ab podhe ki shakal le raha tha..(… par yeh Alice bhi to … bilkul jaise Aslam ne kaha tha … kya Sameer sach me … Oh God … mera dimaag chakra raha hai).

– “Theek hai … if that how you want to take it … then so be it … mai kuch nahi kar sakta … I am sorry. Ab mujhe group ko join karna hai … sab mera wait kar rahe hain … Goodnight!”

Sameer ki barfili awaz ne Kamya ka badan jama kar rakh diya. Phone ko kaan par lagaaye, butt bani baithi rahi. Aankho se aansu dhire dhire tapak rahe the. Kamya Sameer k rought behaviour se jitna hurt thi.. Utni hi hurt wo Sameer k sath kiye apne behaviour par bhi thi.. Par dil ka shak.. aur Aslam ki tension usse kuch soch ne ka moka nahi de rahe the….

Disconnected phone ki lambi tone se uska dhyaan akhir bhang hua. Phir lambi sans cchodte hue budbudayi

– “I am sorry Sameer … ho sakta ho ki jo tum keh rahe ho wohi sahi ho … par kya mera shaq bebuniyaad hai …?? kya tum sach me Bheesm ki tarah adig ho …! kya naari roop ka tum par koi asar nahi …?? maanne ko man to karta hai … par tum meri an-kahi pukar ko kyon nahi sun paa rahe ho …? kyon nahi samajh paa rahe ho ki mujhe tumhaaari jaroorat hai … kya yeh tumhaari professional majboori hai … ?? ya phir uss Alice k kahtir … ?? waise tumhari safai bhi to kuch jyada hi thos thi … jaise rehearse kar rakhi ho … why Sameer, why?”
Pata nahi kyon, life me pehali baar, Kamya ka Sameer se bharosa dagmaga raha tha. Aslm ki baat, jisse usne abhi tak koi ahmiyat nahi di thi, ab iss Alice wale wakye ki wajah se bhavisya-vaani lag rahi thi.

Manushye ka sub-concious dimaag mysterious tahreh se kaam karta hai. Kaun se taar utha kar kahan se kahan, kya se kya, jod kar kaun kaun se natijon par pahunhta hai, yeh hame pata bhi nahi chalta. Kamya ka bhi yehi haal tha. Ab usse dohri chinta ho gayi thi. Ek Aslam ka masla to tha hi, ab Sameer ki sambhavit bewafaai bhi usse baar baar bechain karne lagi. Kisi taraf se koi rahat ki kiran nahi dikhayi de rahi thi.

Soote wakht bhi Kamya bed par laity laity shoonye me taak rahi thi. Ek taraf Sameer se baar baar behas aur us par shaq, aur doosri taraf Aslam ke gayab hojaane ki tension ne usse khali sa kar diya tha. Light off karne to uthi to socha aaj last bar try karti hoon.

Aslam ka number lagaya. Dil main ummed khatam ho chuki thi.. Par.. Ye kya.. Bell ja rahi thi …
(Oh God! PHONE CHALU HAI USKA. Thank God. Please Aslam jaldi se uthao phone. Mujhe baat karni hai tumse … jaroori … abhi.)

Ring baj rahi thi par call koi nahi utha raha tha… Thodi der call bajne k baad ring bandh ho gai kisi ne phone nahi uthaya… Isse Kamya aur pareshan ho gai…
Kamya ne phir se try kiya… Iss baar thodi der k baad kisi ne phone uthaya lekin koi avaaz nahi ayi..

– “Hello”
– “..”
– “Hello.. Kya ye Aslam ka number hai…?? ”
– “Kon hai itni raat ko bhenchod??? Sala thik se sona bhi mumkin nahi hai..”
Aslam ki awaaz sun k Kamya ki jaan main jaan ayi…
(Chalo.. Aslam kam se kaam thik to hai)

– “Kon hai.. Koi bolega bhi..?”
Aslam ka mood pehle se hi kharab lag raha tha..
Kamya bhi soch rahi thi..
( Kya ASlam ne mera number save nahi kiya??? Kya usne meri awaaz nahi pehchani??)

– “Main.. main hu Aslam.. Kamya”
– “Kon Kamya.?? Main kisi Kamya Bamya ko nahi janta”
– “Aisa mat bolo Aslam.. Dekho galti to insaan se hi hoti hai.. Esse choti si galti pe tum mujhe pehchanne se mana kardo ye sahi nahi…”
– “Are kon KAmya.. Main kisi Kamya ko nahi janta.. Aur jab janta hi nahi to kaha ki aur kaisi galti..?”
Aslam ke iss javab se Kamya ko bhi ek pal ke liye laga mano usne wrong number dial kar diya hai…

– “Aap Aslam hi hai na??”
– “Are main Aslam hi hu.. Driver Aslam.. Jiska dimag kharab hai.. Jo galiya bolta hai.. jo izzat mangta hai to wo bekar ki khwaish ho jati hai… Wo Aslam jo ek ghatiya garib insaan hai.. Aur haa.. Main kisi KAmya ko nahi janta.. meri dost thi ek par wo Kamya nahi Kamya Randi thi… par tum wo nahi ho…”

Aslam ne jo baate kahi jisme wo Izzat mangta hai.. aur bekar ki kwaishe rakhta hai wo sun ke Kamya ko khud par gussa aa raha tha..

(Kya bekar ki khwaish thi uski…. ? Bas yahi k main uske liye saju savaru…Usee Izzat du …ASlam bichara khud ko kitna chota mehsoos kar raha hai mere is behavior se.. mere mana karne se..)
Kamya ko Aslam ki har ek baat sui ki tarah sidhe dil main chubh rahi thi… Kamya khud ko randi bulaye jane par aab react bhi nahi kar rahi thi..Jaise ye ek normal chatting ho…

– “I am sorry Aslam.. Mujhe maaf kar do.. Please ab dobara galti nahi hogi…”
– “Are tu hai kon??? Kamya ya Kamya Randi..??? Yaad rakh main sirf meri dost Kamya Randi se baat karna chahta hu… kisi Doctor Kamya se nahi… Doctor Kamya k liye to mujhe ijjat dena bhi gawara nahi…”

Aslam Kamya ko buri tarah se guilty feel karva raha tha.. Humiliate feel karva raha tha… Kamya ko bhi apni galti ka mano ehsaas ho raha ho.. wo kuch bhi karke ASlam ko mana lena chahti thi.. uska illaj complete karna chahti thi…

Kamya samajh chuki thi ke Aslam usse kya sunna chahta hai… aur agar usse baat age badhani hai to usse uski baat manani padegi aur khud ko na chahate huve bhi RANDI kehna padege… warna shayad Aslam pata nahi kya kar behte… par Kamya chah kar bhi khud ko randi na keh saki… Uski jaban chipak si gai… Kamya ne dobara se normal tarike se hi baat age badhayi..

– “I am sorry for that Aslam… Mujhe maaf kar do.. dekho apna illaj ese adhe se maat chodo.. Please kal ghar pe aa jana… Main wada karti hu tumhe dobaara shikayat ka moka nahi dungi… Aaoge na tum”
Aslam ne jaisa chaha tha bilkool waisa ho raha tha…

– “Are kaisa illaj?? Bola to sahi main kisi Doctor k ghar nahi jana chahta.. wo to mujhe nicha aadmi samajhti hai… Baccha samjake lollipop deti he.. Apni ijjat ke aage usse kuch nahi dikhta usse.. Ha… agar tu meri dost, meri randi Kamya hai aur tujhe meri sharte manjoor hai to shayad main tere ghar aa sakta hu…”

Aslam KAmya k samne aise baate kar raha tha jaise Kamya ne usse bahot bada udhar liya ho aur uske pass chukane ke paise na ho..
Udhar Aslam k baate Kamya ko apni haar ka ehsaas dila rahi thi… khud ki najar mai wo apne aapko bahot nicha mehsoos kar rahi thi…Aslam ki baato se usse aisa lag raha tha mano wo apne profession ko thik se nahi nibha rahi… Kisi insaan ki jaan se bada kuch nahi.. Paisa ijaat kuch bhi nahi… yahi to Docteri profession ka motto hai… aur Kamya ne shayad issi motto ki andekhi kardi thi…jo wo nahi chah rahi thi… Kamya ne lagbhag gidgidate huye kaha…Apni iss soch k chalte Kamya khud ko jyada guilty feel kar rahi thi…Itna k wo apni galti ko sudharne k liye kuch bhi karne ko taiyar thi…

– “Please Aslam maan jao.. Bas ek baar aur aa jao – uske baad thik na lage to mat aana. maan bhi jao. mai pehale jaisi nahi hoon ab. Sab manungi. Vada karti hoon ki tumhe shikayat ka mauka nahi doongi… please kal se aaoge na tum illaj k liye..? Main tumhari dost hi hu.. Dost samajh ke hi aa jao… Main tumhara illaj dost ki tarah hi karungi… Doctor k tarah nahi…”
– “Are par kyun avu main… kon lagti hai tu meri… Kyun itni utavli ho rahi hai??”
Aslam ko thik se treat na karpane aur usse suicide karne tak k liye sochne par majboor karne wali guilt k chalte Kamya kuch bhi karke Aslam ka ilaaz pura karna chah rahi thi… Usse thik karna chah rahi thi…Kamya ne aakhri hathiyar bhi daal diya
– “Plese aise maat bolo.. Tumne mujhe dost mana tha na … Please apni treatment bandh mat karo.. main tumhari dost hu.. tumhari Kamya Randi hu main…”
bolte hue Kamya k badan me ek jhurjhuri si daud gayi.

Aslam to ye sun k mano khushi se uchal pada…. Wo janta tha k Kamya ye abhi uske dabav main bol rahi hai.. par aisi khubsoorat aurat k muh se khud ko randi kehna bhi ek alag maja deta hai.. aur wo bhi tab tab Aslam janta hai ki kuch waqt k baad usse iss pari ko apni randi hi banana hai… usse kya uski behan ko bhi wo apni randi banane ki soch raha tha…

– “Agar tu meri Kamya Randi hai.. to main tere ghar pe kal aunga… Par dost to ek dusre ke liye kya kuch nahi karte.. aur tu..??”
– “Ohh.. Thank you… Aur Please…Tumne mujhe dost kaha hai.. to main bhi apni dosti puri tarah se nibhaugi… Tumhe shikayat ka koi moka nahi dungi.. Tum mujhe jis bhi naam se bulao par please apna illaj bandh mat karvana…. Please”
Kamya ko bhi kahi na kahi Aslam ka style pasand tha… par wo ye jahir nahi karna chah rahi thi…

– “Chal thik hai.. Waise bhi apni RANDI ki baat main taal nahi sakta… Par phir agar iss baar maine teri baat mani aur tune phir se mujhe dhutkar diya to pata nahi main kya karooga..!!”

Aslam ne Kamya ko pehle se hi darana shuru kar diya…
– “Nahi aisa kuch nahi hoga…Please apne aapko kuch mat karna … Mujhe meri galti ka ehsaas ho gaya hai.. Ab main tumhe kabhi shikayat ka moka nahi dungi… Jaisa tum chahoge bilkool waisa hoga… main aage se tumhe kabhi bhi nahi rokungi…”
Kamya ne apne taraf se puri koshish ki … Aslam ko manane ki..

– “Esa kya?? Tu sach bol rahi hai..?”
– “Bilkool sach.. bas ek baar aur yakeen kar k to dekho…”
– “Matlab agar main tujhe koi bhi gaali de sakta hu.. Kaisi bhi.?? Tujhe kuch bhi bol sakta hu.. aur tu gussa nahi hogi…?? Chahe wo kina bhi ganda aur ghinona kyun na ho..!”

Kamya k liye haa bolna mushkil tha.. Par do din k anterdwand ne usse ye sab manne k liye ander se taiyar kar diya tha.. wo ab mansik roop se kuch bhi karne ko taiyar thi Aslam k illaj ke liye…. Aur Aslam ne jo abhi pucha tha wo koi nai baat nahi thi… Kamya ne socha

(Puch to aise raha hai jaise abhi tak badi shalinta se hi baat ki ho mere saath… )
Aur ek second k liye Kamya k bhi hasi nikal gayi… Kamya ka mood thoda halka hone laga tha.. jo do dino se uske man pe ek tension tha wo kam hone laga tha..

– “Haa.. Kuch bhi keh sakte ho tum.. main bilkool bura nahi manungi”
– “Soch le.. Main to galiyon main hi teri maa aur behan ko chudwa dunga…”

Aslam ke muh se galiya koi nayi baat nahi thi.. Par apni behan aur maa k liye galiya sunne ki baat Kamya ko pasand nahi ayi thi. Kamya thodi shock to hui.. par Aslam ko tokne ka ya mana karne ka to sawal hi nahi tha… Iss ka natija wo pehle hi dekh chuki thi.. Wo man ko taiyar kar ke hi bethi thi ki Aslam jo bhi bolega wo bina soche usse manna hai… Baad main jo bhi hoga wo dekha jayga… kisi ki jaan se jyada koi cheej nahi..

– “Koi baat nahi… Tum mujhe kuch bhi keh sakte ho..”
– “Chal thik hai… Par meri sharto ka kya… Tu wo manne ko taiyar hai na??”
Kamya iss k liye khud ko taiyar kar ke hi bethi thi…
– “Ha ha mujhe tumhari har shart manjoor hai… Kuch bhi kaisi bhi..”
– “Accha jara ye to bata k meri sharte kya thi??”

Kamya iss question k liye taiyaar nahi thi…. Aslam ki sharte manana chahe wo kitni bhi gandi ho usse jyada wo kya hai ye bol k batana jyada sharmina karne jaisa tha… Par Kamya ye bhi janti thi ki Aslam ko samjhane ka koi fayda nahi hai…Usse ye bolna hi tha…

-“Wo pehli ye k main tumhe Izzat dungi… Apne pati ki tarah… “
– “Aur tujhe wo shart manjoor hai??”
– “Ha..”
Kamya Aslam k iss prashana se thoda confuse thi

– “To phir tu mujhe abhi tum “tum” keh kar kyun bula rahi hai… apne pati k tarah bula… AAP bol k… Aur khabar dar jo tune mera naam liya to… mujhe maloom hai tum log apne pati ka naam nahi leti ho…Mujhe bhi tu waiser hi bulayegi jaise mai tera pati hun”

Kamya Izzat dene tak to taiyaar thi par Name nahi le sakti ye shart thodi ajeeb thi… Wo sab purani paramparao main chala aa raha tha.. Par aaj kal ye sab baate bahot kaam log mante hai.. aur Kamya khud bhi Sameer ko naam se hi bulati thi…Kamya ne yahi baat Aslam ko samjhane ki koshish ki…

– “Par main to Sameer ko bhi name se hi bulati hu.. Phir tumhe kaise..??”
– “phir se “tum” … saali teri jubaan jal jayegi kya mujhe “aap” kehane mai”
– “Sorry – sorry! … woh … mai keh rahi thi ki mai to apne pati ko bhi naam se hi bulati hu.. Phir aapko kaise..??”
– “Wo mai kuch nahi janta… Tu mujhe waise hi bulayegi jaise ki mai tera khasam hun .. Aap bolke…Jarorat padi to bolana ‘Sunete ho ji’ aur phir bhi jarorat padi to Zoya k abbu ya Shazia k abbu bolna… samjhi?”

Aslam ne jis lehje main Kamya ko ‘Sunte ho ji’ bol k sunaya… wo sunke Kamya khud ko hasne se na rok saki… Aur na hi mana kar saki
– “Thik hain.. manjoor hai.. Aaj se.. Nahi abhi se main tum…Sorry.. aap ko apne pati ki tarha hi bulaungi..”
– “ Aur yaad rakh agar tune issme galti ki to main ussi pal waha se laut jauga.. bina illaj karvae”
– “Dekho Asl.. sorry … Dekhiye ji … ye ekdam se kaise ho payga.. main apni taraf se puri koshish karungi.. Par esi koi shart mat rakhiye k mujhe galti karne par pachtane ka bhi moka na mile…”
– “Accha.. !! Waise teri ye baat bhi sahi hai…chal hum aisa karte hai.. ki agar tune galti ki to main tujhe ek saza dunga.. aur wo tujhe puri karni padegi.. Bol manjoor hai..?”
– “Ha ye thik rahega..”
Kamya ne thode confusion k sath HA bol diya.. kyonki.. Na bolne ka to sawal hi nahi tha…
(Pata nahi ye kya saza dega.. ?? Lekin saza ki baat to tab ayegi jab main use moka dungi…)
Ye sochte hi Kamya k chehre pe ek muskaan aa gai.. Apne aap pe use bahot jyada bharosa tha..

– “Ohh….aaahh”
Kamya ko Aslam ki koi awaaz nahi ayi.. Kuch to awaaz ayi..Lekin awaaz badi dhire ayi.. mano phone k microphone pe haat rakh diya ho … Par kyun – ye wo samajh nahi payi… Usse ye uske maan ka vahem laga aur ussne uske bare main jyada na socha… Par jab kuch waqt tak Aslam ki koi awaaz na ayi to Kamya phir se ghabrane lag gai….

– “Aslam.. Kya huva..? tum thik to ho na..??”
– “Ha..ek dam thik hu… mujhe kya hona hai..?? Bhenchod… Wo wo jara thokar lagi to phone niche gir gaya tha..Waise tune mera Naam kaise liya … phir se tum bol rahi hai?? Shart bhul gai kya..?.”

– “Ha… wo galti se aapka naam le liya..Sorry.. Ainda se dhyan rakhugi”
-“Aainda gaya teri behan ki chut main…Shart k mutabik tujhe saza leni hi padegi”
Kamya thodi ghabra gai.. Par use oppose karne k liye koi dalil nahi mil rahi thi..Shart bhi to usse hi mani thi… Iss liye ghabra k ya kisi bhi karan se piche hatne ka sawaal hi nahi tha… Uska ego ye usse allow hi nahi kar raha tha… Chahe Kamya ander se saza k name se kitna bhi kyun na dar rahi ho..

– “Ha sahi hai…”
– “To thik hai.. meri ek saza tujh par udaar rahi, jo main tere ghar aa ke tujhe dunga…Ab ye bata teri koi behan hai kya?”
Kamya samajh nahi pai iss sawal ka kya matlab tha.. Par phir bhi ussne javab diya

– “Ha.. Meri ek choti behan hai..Mujhse 8 saal choti hai..”
Aslam ka loda harkat main tha… Ufaan par tha… Preeti ki takriban umra jank..
(Kamya se 8 saal choti.. matlab ek dam kali hogi.. Usmaan ne bhenchod ne sahi kaha tha… Agar Kamya itni mast hai to Sali ki behan to…Aye hai!!)
Aslam ne Preeti k khayalo ko side main rakh kar Kamya pe concentrate kiya

– “Tum apni behan se pyaar karti ho??”
– “Bahot.. bilkool apni khud ki beti ki tarah”
– “To thik hai… Uski kasam kha.. K main tujhe tere ghar pe aake jo bhi saza dunga wo tujhe manjoor hogi… thik hai?”
– “Kasam ki kya jaroorat hai…Maine bola na main tu…aaaapki saza manungi..”
– “Na..Na.. Dekh Sali…Main tere nakhre pehle bhi bahot dekh chukka hu…. Par aage se koi nakhre nahi dekhna chahta…Iss liye mujhe guarantee chahiye tu meri har shart pura karegi. Meri haar baat manegi… Issi liye bol raha hu kha apni behan ki kasam…”

Kamya ne socha (Waise Aslam ki baat bhi to sahi hai…. Aur jab main uski baate manne hi wali hu to phir kasam khane main kya burai hai…?)
– “Thik hai main apni ladli behan ki kasam khati hu.. aapki har shart mujhe manjoor hai..”
– “Aur?”
– “Aur aap mujhe jo bhi saza denge wo mujhe manjoor hogi.. Thik hai.. Aab to bharosa huva aapko??”

– “Hmm bahot.. acche.. ab huva mujhe kuch bharosa..Par aage se yaad rakhna k tune apni behan ki kasam khayi hai..aagar tuti to..”
Aslam jo bolna chah raha tha wo na bol paya…Usse abhi ye bolna thik na laga..Kamya ne bhi baat badalne ki sochi…- “Thik hai… Waise aap abhi gire the to aapko chot to nahi lagi na?!”
KAmya ka khud k liye itni izzat dena, itna concern hona Aslam ko bahot sukun deraha tha…(Sali.. Jab tu sach main apne pati jaisi izzat mujhe apne bed par degi… Jab tu mere lund ki har iccha puri karegi.. tab mujhe saccha sukun melega.. Bas thoda intezaar kerle Aslam.. Kal se ye safed pari tere kale lambe rakshash ki pura niglegi…)- “Ha… thik hu main.. Bola to sahi k kuch nahi huva hai..”
– “Main to dar hi gayi thi.. Pichli baar bhi aapne aise hi adhi baat main gussa ho k phone kat diya tha.. aur aapne upar se kaha tha k aap kuve main …”Kamya apni baat ko pura na kar saki…
Kamya bhot savdhani se bol rahi thi.. take wo Aslam ko ‘TUM’ na bol de.Kamya k muh se ‘AAP’ sunke Aslam ko bahot maja aa raha tha..- “Kya laga..?? k main kuve main kud gaya…?”
– “Ha… aur upar se aapka phone bhi pura din bandh tha.. to.”
– “Are Bhen ki lodi… Mere phone ki battery khatam ho gai thi… charge karna bhul gaya tha… aur rahi uss din ki baat.. to main kudne hi wala tha… teri baato se mujhe itni thes pohchi thi k mera jindgi se maan hi uth gaya tha… par phir tera phone katate hi meri beti ka phone aa gaya…Aur usse baat karne k baad mera maan thoda halka ho gaya aur main ne kudne ka irada chod diya.. Lekin agar meri beti ki call na aati to bhenchod meri laash hi milti logo ko… “Kamya ne maan hi maan Aslam ki beti ko shukriya kaha… aur phir khud ko kosa, kyun ki wo soch rahi thi ki
(Agar Aslam kud gaya hota to wo meri wajah se hi hota… Main kaise apne aap ko maaf kar pati.. kisi ki maut ka karan banne k baad kya main kabhi apna sir utha pati… Aur kya pata kal sab ko pata chal jata k Aslam ne meri wajah se atma hatya ki hai… Uske mobile main mera number to tha hi.. aur woh Usman bhi janta hai ki main Aslam ka ilaaz kar rahi hu.. Agar Aslam ko kuch ho jata to kya wo Usman se kabhi najare mila pati… Uski maut ki guilt main kya wo kisi bhi patients ki treatment kar pati…?)

Kamya pata nahi kya kya soch rahi thi.. wo bhi uss baat k liye jo huvi hi nahi thi… Lekin ye soch usse aur bhi guilty feel karva rahi thi… Aur Aslam ki treatment k liye apni semaye todne ke liye usse uksa rahe the…

– “Suniye ji!!, Please aage se aisa koi bhi kadam mat uthayega… Age se main aapko koi bhi shikayat ka moka nahi dungi.. Aapki har shart mujhe manjoor hai… Aapko aab main Sameer ki tarah ijjat se hi bulaungi…aur aap jaisa kahoge aapki treatment k liye bilkool waisa taiyaar ho jaungi… Par please aab kabhi bhi aap gusse main apni jaan dene ki koshish nahi kariyega…”
– “Kya sach main…?! Agar tu meri sharte manne ko taiyar hai.. to main bhi wada karta hu k main bhi apna illaj pura karvaunga… ab jo tune mujhe apne pati jaisi ijjat deni shuru kar di hai to mai bhi tujhe apni aurat jaisi Jannat bakshunga…”

Aslam ki akhri baat ka matlaab Kamya samajh nahi payi.. par Aslam k behaviour ko yaad karke usne uski baato ko jyada ehmiyat nahi di…

– “Ha… jaisa aap chahoge bilkool waisa hi hoga…”
– “To thik hai kal tu mast saree main taiyaar rehna… Ek dam taiyar rehna.. mast makeup karke.. aise taiyar hona jaise teri apni behan ya bhai ki shadi ho… ”
– “Thik hai..”
– “Chal rakhta hu…abhi thoda buzy hu… ”
– “Thik hai phone rakhti hu…”
– “Ha thik hai … chal..kal taiyar rehna meri RANDI…..Yaad rakhna mujhe ‘NA; pasand nahi hai… Agar aage se mujhe kuch bhi huuuuva to uuuusskki jimmedar tu hi hoggi…aaaaahh”
– “Thik hai Aslam.. main taiyar rahungi…”
– “Kaun taiyar rahegi?? aur kaise???”
– “Aapki Kamya randi.. taiyar rahegi… bilkol jaise aapne chaha hai waisi hi sundar si saree main… ”
Kamya ko yeh kehate hue ab utni jhijhak nahi ho rahi thi, par badan me jhurjhuri jarror daudi thi, apne ko randi kehate hue.

– “Sunder nahi Sexy honi chahiye… Mere lode mai fadfadahat honi chahiye… agar tujhe dekh ke mere lode main harkat nahi hui to mai udar se hi laut jaunga… Samjhi… Iss liye bol raha hu.. ekdam mast taiyar hona…”

Kamya k liye sunder taiyar hone ka matlab saj na sawar na hi tha.. usne kabhi kisi ko apna jism dikhe uss lihaj se kapde nahi pehne the… Iss liye Aslam ki baate usse kuch samajh nahi ayi – ya kahiye samjhna nahi chahati thi … Kamya ye to samjh gai k Aslam usse bahot acche che taiyar dekhna chahta hai.. Par Aslam jis tarah ki language use kar raha tha uske liye usse wo bahot shy aur thodi shock feel kar rahi thi…Par Aslam ne uski taiyari ko dekhne k liye jo mange bayan kiye the wo sun k Kamya ko aisa feel huva k wo apne badan ki numaish karne wali hai. Iss k liye Kamya katai taiyaar nahi thi.. usne Aslam ko samjhane ki koshish karne ki sochi…Lekin fir usse khayal aya k

(Mushkil se Aslam illaz k liye ane ko taiyar huva tha.. aur uspe agar wo sirf iss wajeh se laut jay k Kamya uske taste ko samajh nahi pai to…Nahi… accha hai ki main Aslam se details hi puch lu…Shayad wo waisa na chahta ho jaisa main soch rahi hu)

Aslam bolte bolte ekdam se wo ruk gai…
-“As…Suniye..”
-“Ha sun raha hu.. bol?”
-“Wo main samjhi nahi aap mujhe kaise taiyar dekhna chahte hai…agar aap bata sake to main bilkool waise taiyar ho jaungi.. taki aapko koi shikayat na rahe.”
-“ Lekin main jaisa bolu tujhe bilkool waise taiyar hona padega tujhe.. samjhi..
– “Thik hai..”

Ek ajeeb si feeling ho rahi thi Kamya ko… Kisi adventure ko karne jaisi feeling… kuch naya karne wali feeling…
– “To sun..Tujhe ek saree pehanni hogi.. jo ek dam aar par dikhe.. Itni aar par k mujhe tera pura blouse dikhna chahiye usmain se ….Sali tera gora chikna badan mujhe usme saaf saaf dikhna chahiye…Waise tujhe shayad pata nahi hai tu kitni chikni hai.. Bhenchod tera gora badan kya mast hai ek dam heroine k mafik… Sach main mujhe tere pati se bahot jalan hoti hai… Kya maje hai sale k… Teri jaisi pari ko sala roj roj jab chahe bina rok tok.…Tujhe to nanga dekh k hi acche accho ka pani nikal jay…”

Kamya aisi bato se bahot hi Sharma mehsus kar rahi thi… Usse pata nahi chal raha tha k wo kya bole… Par kahi na kahi usse apne badan ki tareef acchi lag rahi thi… Usse Aslam ka tarika thoda ghatiya laga par.. wo soch rahi thi (Pata nahi ye insaan meri tareef kar raha hai ya kuch aur.?? par iss bechare ki language hi aisi hai.. to phir wo kisi ki tareef bhi to aise hi karega…Issi baat ka to usse illaj karvana hai.. Issi baat k liye to kal wo ane wala hai… Par mujhe usski baate acchi kyun lag rahi hai… Mujhe to usski baato par gussa ana chahiye tha..!!??)

Kamya apne reaction se khud thodi shocked thi..
– “Hmmm”
– “Aur…tera blouse jo ho usmain se tere boobon ki gehrai dikhni chahiye muhje…Agar tere kisi blouse main tere boobe bahar na dikhe to apni choti behan ka blouse pehan lena… Uske boobe to tere se chote hi honge.. tight blouse main ekdam mast lagegi tu…Sach main tere mamme madarchood bahut mast hai, saali beech ki ghaati dekhte hi murde ka bhi loda akadne lage … sach bolta hun … tujhe dekh kar bahut achcha lagta hai, gussa choomantar hoi jata hai…Yaad hai kaise mera gussa gayab ho gaya tha jab tere maame dekhe the maine uss din tujhe chua tha …Sali kya mast soft the.. jaise rui ke gole … Hath se chodneka maan hi nahi karta tha… ”
– “Ji”

Aslam ki mange sunke Kamya ka gala sukh raha tha… aur pichle din k wakye ki yaad aate hi uski saanse tej hone lagi theen … Aur esi baato main apni behan ka zikar uss conversation ko Kamya ke liye aur bhi mushkil bana raha tha..

-“Aur ha…Tera blouse piche se ekdam khulla hona chahiye…Teri puri chikni pith dikhni chahiye usme se… Wo tum ladkiya pehanti hona.. sirf dori se bandhne wale blouse. jisme pith pe sirf ek ya do dori hi hoti hai.. waisa blouse ho to maja aa jayga….Yaar jab ladkiya aise kapde pehhanti ho jisme tumhari pith puri nangi dikhe to bahot mast lagta hai… Aur aaj kal to saali nabhi dikhane ka fashion hai na tum laudiyon ka . . usmain bhi agar wo tere jaisi sunder pari k nabhi ho to kya kehne..!!! Tujhe saree teri nabhi k ekdam niche bandhni hai…Teri pura pet nabhi k sath mujhe dikhna chahiye…samjhi?”

Kamya samajh nahi paa rahi thi k itni sexy tareeke se wo kaise taiyar hogi… Aslam jis tarah k kapde Kamya ko pehane k liye bol raha tha waise usne kabhi nahi pehne the…Par wo Aslam ki iccha ko thukrana nahi chah rahi thi… wo bhi sirf iss liye k wo thodi bold thi… !! Sath hi Kamya ko Aslam ka tareef karne ka andaaz pasand aa raha tha.. itne khule sabdon me aur bebak tarike se aaj tak kisi ne uske roop ki tareef nahi ki thi … yahan tak Sameer ne bhi nahi … Par ye wo jahir nahi karna chah rahi thi…Kamya khud ko Aslam k mang manne k liye mansik rup se taiyar karne k liye khud hi dalile de rahi thi…

( Aur such puche to Aslam jo bol raha tha wo aaj kal ka fashion hai… Bas mere liye thoda nai baat hai.. Par aaj kal to sabhi aise taiyar hote hai… !)

– “Ji samajh gayi.. aur kuch??”
Kamya ko sach main samajh nahi aa raha tha k wo kya bole..Wo bas jald se jald baat khatam karna chah rahi thi.. Par prashn usne pucha tha to ab jab tak Aslam apni baat khatam na karle usse baat puri sunni hi thi…

– “Aur….Aur… Ha…Tere baal khule rakhna.. bandhna mat…. Gahene jaroor pehanna…Wo tum pehanti ho na apne pati ki nishani.. Mangalsutra wo bhi pehanna… Chudi to jaroor pehanna.. Pero main payal honi chahiye…Aur makeup bhi karna…wo kya lipstick, bindi, kajal…aur wo kya lagati ho sindoor.. sab lagana… samjhi… ?? bilkool aise taiyar hona jaise apne Pati k liye taiyar hoti ho..Samjhi.?? kuch choot na jay… Main bhi dekhna chahta hut u apne pati k liye kaise taiyar hoti hai.. aur uske mukable mujhe kaisi ijjat deti hai..”

– “Ji thik hai..”
Kamya khud nahi janti thi ki itni sexy tarah se wo kaise taiyar hogi..Par wo mana bhi nahi kar payi… Ye shayad uske liye ek challenge ki tarah tha… Jise usse har hal main pura karna tha..

-“To cha.. Phir phone rakhta hu… Kal milte hai…”
-“Ji..Bye”

Phone rakhne k baad Aslam ek kamini muskaan k sath has pada…
“Saali… Pati k liye taiyar hoti hai waise nahi.. Kal k baad to main hi tera pati ho jaunga… Hmm…Ek dam sahi kaha tha tune… Saali ko agar ek din tak latka k rakhunga to khud apni choot ko mere lund pe rakh k jaygi… aur khud hi bolegi… Please Aslam mere ander daal do apna ye moosal…Apne lund ki randi bana do mujhe… Ahhh… Ek dam sahi baat hai.. Sahi hai… aurat ke dimag ko samajh ne k liye ek aurat ka hi dimag hona chahiye… wo kehte hai na aurat hi aurat ki sab se badi dushman hai…Ha ha ha …”
(shukr hai iss waqt Kamya usse sun aur dekh nahi payi …)

 Chapter 22
Udhar, phone rakhne k baad Aslam ki mango k baare me soch kar Kamya ko sharm, darr aur uttejna – teeno bhavnaye ek sath mehsus ho rahi thi… woh apne aap par stabdh thi.
(yeh kya kar rahi hoon mai … kaise kar paoungi yeh sab … aur itna excited kyun ho rahi hun? … uski woh abnormal size ki cheez phir se mere dimaag me kyun aa rahi hai … ufff … mana ki Aslam se baat karke tassalli milli … par phir bhi … Wo kitni gandi bhasha use kar raha tha abhi meri sundarta k bare mein. ….)Tabhi ukse andar ek dam se awaaz uthi …(Lekin aur koi chara bhi to nahi hai tumhaare paas …Phir bhi shukar hai wo treatment continue karne ke liye maan to gaya …aur waise bhi mujhe kuch jyada karna thodi hai … usko ijjat deni hai … uski galliyan aur gandi baaten sun-ni hai … uske liye sajna hai …bas…waise bhi uski galiya sunni kon si nayi baat hai..??? Aur thodi izzat to main usse de hi sakti hu… rahi baat sajne savarne ki to.. Itna to wo bhi koi nayi baat nahi hai… Pehli baar thode taiyar hona hai mujhe… bas uska taste kuch alag hai.. aur kuch nahi )
Itna soch kar Kamya thodi relax feel kar rahi thi…Lekin uska dil aur dimag abhi bhi ye sab na manne ko, Kamya ko Aslam ki taraf kamjoor na padne k har reason pesh kar rahe the… Par Kamya kisi na kisi tarah se unka javab soch hi leti thi..Ek ya dusra logic laga k apne dil main uth rahe har dar ko daba rahi thi aur phir se Aslam ke illaz ka apna irada pakka kar leti thi..Iss bar uske dimag mein jo dwand tha wo.. Samaj k dar ka tha.. aur Kamya uske liye bhi javab soch rahi thi.. khud ko apne uss dar se bhi chutkara dilwa rahi thi.. apne bekar k logic ka use karke..(Maana ki zamaane ko pata chalega to galat samjhege … par log to hamesha hi galat samajhna chahate hai … aur zamane se kya darna … koi bahar thodi jaungi public mae … ghar ki chaar diwari me rahoongi … kissi ko kya pata chalega … kya pehna hai … kaise pehna hai …. Kiske liye pehna hai… Aur jo kar rahi hu ye jaroori bhi to hai … usse wapas bulane ke liye … treatment me success paane ke liye … Jo bhi main kar rahi hu, usmain kuch galat nahi hai … Sameer bhi to kehta hai .. sacrifice karni padti hai … bavishye ke liye … socho jab treatment successful hoga aur mera paper publish hoga to kitna naam milega mujhe … merri practice bhi kitni bahdegi … ? Sameer bhi to yehi sab kar raha hai … naam kamane k liye … Pata nahi kya kya compromise kar raha hai …!! No…no aise nahi sochna chahiye mujhe … woh bahut accha hai … par tab bhi … jab mard akela hota hai aur sundar auraten uske ird gird hoti hai to man to lalchata hi hai … mard ka … chchodo is baat ko … jab sameer apni taraki ke liye kuch compromise … kuch sacrifice karne to tayyar hai … to mai peeche kyun rahoon … mera success bhi to unka success hai …Ha… unki tarah main bhi jo kar rahi hu hamare bhale k liye hi kar rahi hu… kal sorry bolungi unse …baat ko bandhungi nahi … Professional taur par woh apni rah par chale …aur mai apni ….)
Kamya ne apne faisle ko Professionalism ka chola pehna diya tha… aur aisa karke wo bahot relax.. aur kahi na kahi Proud feel kar rahi thi…Kamya apne aur Aslam k beech chooma-chaati k wakye ko bhi rationalize karti rahi –

(Aur rahi excitement ki baat … pata nahi kyun Aslam ka rough behaviour accha lagta hai … private me hi to bola karta hai … kya burai hai usme …? mai bhi aurat hoon … aur wo bhi itni sundar hun … Mere jaisi khubsoorat docter se wo attract hone se kaise bach sakta hai … Waise bhi jab wo badayi karta hai to achcha hi lagega na … koi burai thodi hai … Ab jab akeli rahena padega muje 4 mahine … thoda man behlane me burai kya hai … Waise bhi Sameer bhi to apna man hi behla rahe hai … uss chinaal k saath … kaise or kitne pyaar se bula rahi thi woh – kya naam thaa … haan – Alice … slut kahin ki … mere handsome sharmeele sheedhe Sameer par jaroor dore dal rahi hogi … Dr. Patel nahi bol sakti thi … jaroor sundar hogi … blond hogi sameer … hollywood ki blondes sameer ko acchi lagti hai … admit nahi karte … sharmile hai … par mai jaanti hoon … akhir wife hoon unki … nas nas pehchaanti hoon …)
Kamya bhi Aslam ki sangat main galio ko bolne main ab pehle ki tarah nahi Sharma rahi thi… bechaari Alice ko gali de kar bhi Kamya ko bura nahi laga…

(par asli CHINAAL aur SLUT kaun hai, shayad yeh usse bahot jald samaj ane wala tha)

Kamya ka man abhi bhi Aslam aur Sameer k darmyan damadol hota raha, apne kiye ki daleelen deta raha –

(agar Sameer uss Alice se thoda has ke bol le … dance kar le … thodi bahut chuma chati to aam baat hai uss society me … kuch burai nahi hai usme … agar na kare to shayad wo chid jai Sameer se … kya pata apne father ke kaan bhare uske khilaaf … woh bhi majboor honge … koi soyege thodi use kalmuhi Alice ke saath … mujhe bhi itna sangdil nahi hona chaiye tha … kal pyaar se sorry boldungi … jhagda khatam kardoongi …maine bhi to majboori mai woh sab kiya tha kal … patient ki bhalai ke liye … aur ussi wajah se shayad aage bhi karna padega jaise Aslam chahata hai … koi soungi thode uske sath … bas usko ijjat doongi … uske liye sajungi thoda … Waise hi bechaara aurat ki thokar se hi to aise bana hai … Aur uske illaj ke liye mujhe bhi Aurat banna padega.. aur na hi sirf ek docter…yeh to treatment ka hissa hai … koi sex thodi karna hai … bekaar confused thi … ab sab thik lag raha hai … jo thoda excitement hota hai woh to natural hai … par control karungi to baat jyada nahi bhadegi … seema me rahungi … haan yehi thik hai na … aise hi karna hai … kitna sakoon mila yeh gutthi suljha kar … ab sab kitna halka lag raha hai … ab chain ki neend ayegi … and watch out world … here comes the great successful Dr. Kamya Patel).

Apne aap ko tassali dekar, plan bana kar, Kamya sone ki tayyari kaane lagi. Bathroom me gayi thoda fresh hone. Nikalte wakht usse apne kal ka suit wahin kone me pada dikha …
Ooh .. yeh abhi tak yahin hai…. suit ko uthaya aur washing machine me daalne lagi… Shirt dalne ke baad jab lower dalne lagi to thoda kada kada se laga … jaise starch laga ho … Shuru main to Kamya ko kuch samjh main nahi aya par ek dum se Aslam ke saath clinic me gujaare pal uske jehan me ubhar aaye…. eik ajeeb si susrsuri uske badan me phailine lagi … Aslam ko yaad karke excite hone lagi.. us wakye ko yaad karke…

(ufff … kaise chua tha maine Aslam ka … kitna bada tha … abnormal sa … apne khud ke haath me na liya hota to aaj bhi kabhi soch bhi nahi sakti thi koi mard ka itna bhaari bharkam ho sakta hai … lamba … mota …. kala … itna kathor to kabhi Sameer ka bhi nahi hua tha … viagra khane k baad bhi nahi … Aslam ka to mere chune se hi lohe ki tarah hard ho gaya tha … aur kaise uss par nassen phul gayi theen, jaise kaale lakad par saanp lipte ho … aur kaise phadak raha tha mere haathon me …. dono haathon me bhi nahi samata tha … )
Sameer aur Aslam ka khayal ek sath main ate hi.. Kamya ka dimag unki comparision karne laga.. unke lund ki.. aur phir dono k lund k performance ki.. aur dono ki biwio ki…

(Bichari kaise jhelti hongi us woh ling uski biwiyan apne andar …Aise ling k sath to wo do-do kya panch chche auraton ko apna ghulaam bana kar rakh sakta hai …Pehle mujhe laga tha k kaise koi do aurato ko ek sath rakh sakta hai… Par Aslam ka dekh k lagta hai.. usse to agar 4 k badle 10 bhi rakhne de di jayen, to bhi usse kam padegi.. Shayad issi liye uski auratone usse dooosri teesri shadi karne di hongi …! Par kaise reh leti hai sab milkar?? Main to sameer ka uss Alice k sath hone k khayal se hi gussa ho gai.. Unki dusri wife k bare main to main soch bhi nahi sakti…Ohh..ab samjhi … jab mard hi itna jabardast hoga to uski auraten to bechaari shukar manati hongi ki koi aur bhi hai usse sambhalne … ek akeli to bechaari mar hi jayegi aise mard ko baar baar apne andar lekar)

Ye soch kar hi Kamya k chehre par hasi aa gai…Kamya pehli baar aisa kuch soch rahi thi.. aur usse ek ajeeb sa maja bhi aa raha tha… ye sab soch kar

(Waise kaisa lagta hoga un auraton ko … ?? jab itna bada unke andar ghusta hoga …Kitna dard deta hoga wo..?? Shayad bahot mazza ata hoga unhe, itne bada andar lekar …ragad ke rakh deta hoga Aslam unhe … tabhi to sab khushi khushi rehati hai milkar … aise damdaar mard ko aapas me baant kar … thank god Sameer ka normal size ka hai … mai to kabhi na le paaun uska itna bada apne andar, mere andar ghussayega to mai to mar hi jaungi … aur ghussa kar araam se thodi karega … itna bhari bharkam hai … mere papa ki umar ka hai… par body kisi pehalwaan jaisi sakht hai … pasliyan patthar k jaise lagti hai … chua hai maine usko … Sameer ke badan me woh sakhti nahi hai jo Aslam k badan me thi … kitna excite ho gayi thi mai … agar woh mujhe wahan choota bhi nahi, to bhi me usse choone se hi release ho jaati … itni excited to kabhi bhi Sameer ke saath bhi nahi hui hoon abhi tak … sharam aati hai sochne se bhi … par kya karoon … akhir mai bhi to ek aurat hoon … agar mere jaisi sunder aurat ko dekh kar Aslam excite ho sakta hai.. to phir Aslam jaise majboot mard ko dekh kar mujhe bhi to excitement ho sakti hai… yeh to sab natural hai … oonch neech nahi dekhi jaati mard aur aurat k excitement me … mard ki sakht chaudi body ko choo kar kuch kuch hota hai mere andar bhi … aur jab usne mujhe chua, chooma, chata to mai bhi kho gayi thi uski bahon me … itni sakht faulaadi bahon ka ghera pehli baar mehsus kari theen maine … tabhi to itni excited ho gayi thi mai … besharam ban gayi thi thodi der k liye … ufff kaisa nasha tha uske damdaar pakad me … uske khurdare bade bade kale kalute haath jab mere gore badan par ghoom rahe the to ek toofan sa uth gaya tha mere andar . tabhi to maine uska chua tha – hilaya tha … shukar hai monh me lene ki jid nahi ki usne … )

Ye soch kar hi Kamya excitement se bhar gai… Kamya diwar ki tarf dekh k Aslam k
khayalo main kho gai thi … par uske hath ki ungliya anjane main hi.. Aslam k seman k upar hi ghum rahe the … sehla rahe the.. Sukhe huye virya ka khurdara ehsaas ek ajeeb maja de raha tha sochte waqt..

(Par agar wo muh main lene ki jidd karta to kya main khud ko rok pati?? Shayad mai jyada der inkaar nahi kar sakti thi … Kitni excited thi uss waqt main…Aur waisa kabhi liya nahi na maine … Sameer ko to yeh sab pasand nahi hai …Waise kaisa lagta hoga munh me lekar …? kaisa taste hota hoga …? Mana ki uske ling se badboo to bahut uth rahi thi … aur kitna chipchipa ho gaya tha uske pre-cum se … Par kitna garam lag raha tha … kya me usse munh me le pati?? Agar le leti to shayad woh phir itna naraz nahi hota …. par kaise …?? cheee kitni gandi cheez hoti hai … peshaab karta hai woh uss se … aur phir dhoya bhi nahi hoga usne … badboo se hi pata chalta tha … achcha hua jo maine uska muh main nahi liya..… warna kya pata wo to mere munh me hi apna ghada semen ugal deta … phir kya karti …?? Mujhe to shayad ulti hi aa jaati … par agar kal bhi wohi karne ko bolega to …?? Kal kaise mana kar paungi…kasie bach panugi …. Aur kab tak bach paungi … ??)

Aisi baaton ko soch soch kar KAmya khud ko kamjoor kar rahi thi.. Akhri soch ne usse itna kamjoor kar diya k wo kahi na kahi mansik taur par taiyar ho chuki thi iss nayi cheej ko try karne k liye.. Aur uska dimag ussko ane wali chunotiyo k liye taiyar kar raha tha… Uski ane wali situation ko deal karne k liye taiyar kar raha tha…

(Par agar muh main liya hota to.. ?? Aur wo mere muh me hi ejacuate huva hota to.. ??Kaisa lagta uska seman mere muh me… chipchipa sa …??? Waise kaisa taste hota hai semen ka … ?? Kadva?? Mitha??? Salty??? Par kaise pata chalega ye… ?? Internet par dekhoo??)

Kamya ka dimag curiosity se bhar gaya.. Iss curiosity ko wo dur karna chah rahi thi.. Tabhi uska dhyan apni Salwar par lage Aslam k sukhe huve semen par gaya… Pata nahi Kamya ko kya sujha.. usne apni ungli jo wo uss par ghuma rahi thi.. apne muh main dal di.. par kuch samajh main nahi aya… Koi taste na aya.. shayad sukh jane ki wajah se

Apni harkat aur Aslam k saath un palon ka soch kar Kamya kafi uttejit ho gayi thi. Kab uska ek haat apni chaation ko sehlaane laga, usse koi hosh na tha…

Aur ab yeh bhi hosh na tha ki uska doosra haat us lower ko uski naak ke paas le aya. Usse kuch bhi pata hi nahi chala … ek gehri mardangi ki smell se ukse nathune me bhar gaye … saans lambi lambi hone lagi … pairon ke beech me gudgudi hone lagi .. ek khumaari si us par chadne lagi…

(Smell to itni buri nahi hai… man karta hai bas sunghti rahu… Par taste kaisa hota hoga isska?? Kya main …)

Kamya ne apne lowar ko apni naak ke ekdam paas lejakar ek gehri saans li.. Kamya ka dimag excitement se bhar gaya.. Issi excitement main bina soche, uski jubaan nikli aur usne apni jubaan ki nok se us akde hue kapde to chua – jahan Aslam ka ghada maand jaise semen sookh gaya tha… Kuch jyada taste nahi aya …(Bahot jyada sukh gaya hai.. Shayad thoda aur gila karna padega).

Kamya ne phir se poori jubaan ko thuk se gila kiya aur phir se apni puri jaban ko uss hisse par ghuma kar chata… Jaise koi mango doli ko chus kha raha ho… Ek ajeeb sa nasheela kasaila sa taste laga… Ek ajeeb sa nasha cha gaya Kamya k upar.. Kuch der k baad usse phir se usse taste karne ka maan huva.. usne dobara jaban nikal kar phir se ussi tarah se chat liya…. Par uska man nahi bhara.. kuch soche bina hi Kamya ne uss kapde ka ek hissa apne muh me le liya apne gulabi hotho se daba kar chusne lagi.. Kuch kapda Kamya ke monh me tha aur woh usse jibh se chat-chat kar choosne lagi. Kasaile pan ke saath saath kuch khara sa swaad uske munh me bhar gaya, par usse jyada, ek khumaari ka jhatka uske badan me dauda aur uska haat apni chaati par kasta chala gaya (… kya yehi taste hota hai mard ke semen ka? yeh itna bura to nahi hai jitna main sochi rahi thi.. Ek ajeeb sa nasha hai iss main..)

Kuch shrano k liye Kamya ek alag duniya me pahunch gayi thi, kho gayi thi apni uttejna me … par tabhi uska dimaag thanka.. Mano ekdam se usse hosh aya ho.. Apna lower ekdam se usne niche fek diya.. aur thuk ne lagi.. mano apna muh saaf karna chah rahi ho…
(Chee yeh kya kar rahi hoon mai …?? kya ho jata hai mujhe Aslam ko jehan me laate hi … chee chee … kissi ko paa chal gaya to … shukar hai koi nahi hai iss waqt … I have to control myself)

Aur Kamya ne jhat se lower machine me phenki aur kaanpte haaton se machine chala kar bedroom me aa gayi. Light off kar ke sone ki koshish karne lagi taaki usse phir se Aslam ka khayal na aaye, aur sheegrah hi need ki aagosh me sama gayi. 24 ghanto ki tension ne usse bahut thaka diya tha. Par need mae bhi ajeebo garib sapne aate rahe … kabhi Sameer ko lekar … kisi gori ke saath, to kabhi Aslam ko leke … apne saath … kuch saaf nahi tha. Subha jab uthi to Dimaag abhi bhi bhari tha … sapne yaad to nahi the … par pairon ke beech mae thoda geelapan jarror mehsus ho raha tha.

Kamya muskarati hui … sharmaati hui uthi aur sar jhatak ke apne aap se boli … “Dr. Kamya ji … bahut natkhat ho rahi hain aap. Ab yeh sab bekaar ki baaten chodiye … kuch nahi hone wala … aur aage bhadiye. yeh din bahut important hai Aslam ke treatment ke liye. Galti nahi ho sakti ab, nahi to teesra mauka nahi milega. Chaliye, apne pati-dev Sameer ka smaran kariye, tayyar hoiye aur kaam par chaliye. Akeli ho, to iska matlab yeh nahi ki kuch bhi sochti raho. Bhooliye mat ki aap ek sati savitri patni ho aur ek izzatdaar doctor bhi. Be professional, aur bewajah apne devta jaise pati par shaq mat kariye. Aaj ek naya din hai aur kal ki sari bato ko bhul kar mujhe agge badhna hai..Sorry Sameer… maine jo aap par shak kiya… Pata nahi Aslam ki tension main kya kya soch bethi… Aaj Sameer ko call karke sorry bol dungi..”

Neend se jag kar fresh hokar Kamya Sameer aur Aslam ki tension ko chod kar Kamya bahot clearly soch paa rahi thi.. aur issi wajah se usse apni galtio ka bhi ehsaas ho raha tha

Kamya ne kuch soch kar Sameer ka number apne mobile se dial kiya.. Par call connect na ho saki.. 2-3 try k baad bhi jab call na lagi to Kamya ne Sameer ki hotel ka number dial karne ki sochi..
(Kaha rakha tha number maine…??? Ohh… ha yaad aya)

Sameer se subah-subah baat karne ki khusi me, khil-khilaati hui Kamya ne bed par roll kia aur Sameer ki taraf ki bedside table ki drawer khola… Kamya ki hansi uske gale me hi atak gayi. Drawer ko dekh k Kamya ka gala sukh gaya…

But bani hui Kamya na jaane kab tak khali drawer dekhti rahi. Munh abhi bhi khula hua tha, par koi awaaz nahi aa rahi thi, saanso ki bhi nahi. Dil tham sa gaya tha. Jaise koi jeeti jagti naari nahi, koi plastic ki bejaan si gudiya ho. Uske jinda hone ka bas ek matr saboot agar kuch de raha tha, to woh the uski aankhon se dheere dheere tapakte hue uske aansoo. Kuch der k baad Kamya k badan me jaan aayi. Apne hoonto ko bheencha, aur apna haat drawer se aise kheencha, jaise koi sulagta angara ho. Apne aansoon ponch kar Kamya uthi aur seedhe bathroom me ghus gayi tayyar hone ke liye. Sab kaam jaldi jaldi kar rahi thi, maano apne dimaag ko control kar rahi ho, sochne se rok rahi ho, bas kaam par focus karke. Aaj Aslam k ilaaj ka critical din tha. Usse bahut sayyam se kaam karna tha, bahut tayyarian bhi karni thi. Sab subeh k kaam nipta kar Kamya ghar se nikali aur car me baith kar apne clinic ki oar chal di. Uske chehre par dradta saaf jahlak rahi thi. Dimaag poora Aslam k illaj par focussed tha. Par ghar se nikalte hue, uske andar ki tilmilati patni ne bas ek baar poonch hi liya – “”Why did you take them with you Sameer, if your intentions were so pure? lagta hai, poori planing k saath gaye ho, you … you … cheater!””
Clinic pahunch kar Kamya ne khud ko kaam me wyasth karne ki koshish karne lagi. Par baar baar kabhi to Sameer ki harkaten, ya Aslam ki mangaen, ka khayal usse vichlit karta raha. Jahan Sameer k baare me soch kar usse mayusi aur gussa aata tha, wahan Aslam ki baaton ka soch kar usme gudgudi si ho jaati thi, chehre par muskarahat aa jati thi.

Aslam ki mango ko yaad kar k usse thodi sharm bhi aa rahi thi… kyunki aaj tak wo iss tarah se kisi k liye taiyar nahi hui thi…. Par Sameer k upar ka gussa usse Aslam ki aur badhne ko aur uksa raha tha..
(What if Aslam k samne mujhe aise taiyar hona pada..?? What if he touches me?? What if he does same thing as that day… ?? But fir bhi main wo nahi kar rahi hu Sameer jo aap kar rahe ho…Main aapko dhoka nahi de rahi hu… Kisi k sath sex nahi kar rahi hu… )
Ye sochte sochte Kamya ki ankho me ansu fir se aa gaya

Thodi der baad Kamya ne khud ko sambhala aur phir socha..
( Nahi Kamya.. Apne Pati ki galti ki saza tum uss bichare Aslam ko nahi de sakti… ek to badi mushkil se wo illaj ke liye taiyar huva hai.. aur phir agar Sameer ki wajah se tum uss se berukhi se pesh aaogi to wo na chahte huve bhi gussa ho jayga… Nahi.. mujhe ek professional ki tarah Sameer ko dimag se nikalna hoga… Mera focus should only remain on Aslam’s treatment… Aaj main Aslam ko kuch bhi karne se nahi rokungi.. jaise usne socha hai usse bhi accha taiyar hoke dikhaungi main…)

Khud ko mansik roop se Aslam k liye taiyar kar ke Kamya jaldi jaldi clinic ka kaam khatam karne lagi…Aaj thoda jaldi nikalna thaa. Aslam ke liye ghar jake jismani taur par bhi to taiyar hona tha –
(Aise tayyar hoongi ki dekhta hi wo reh jayega..Kya kaha tha usne … woh .. Ha…uske l-l-lo-lode me harkat honi hachiye… Ab dekhna Aslam mujhe dekh kar kahan kahan harkat hoti hai.)

‘Loda’ shab soch kar hi Kamya ko ek ajeeb si gudgudi mehsoos huyi… Ek pal k liye usse Aslam ka musal lund bhi yaad aa gaya…Par uska dimag abhi bhi Sameer aur Aslam k wakye k bich jhoke kha raha tha…

(Sameer to meri kadr nahi karta, un goriyon k peeche laga hua hai, the cheater. Ek Aslam hi hai jo har waqt meri sundarta ki tareef karta rehata ho. ..To theek hai, ab mai bhi peeche nahi hatoongi…Agar wo dil se meri tareef kar sakta hai to main bhi dil se uski treatment karungi… Apni sundarta k jariye, Aslam ki bimaari ka illaj karungi….Mujhe lagta hai… tabhi treatment theek chal payega. …Khud hi bola hai usne, ki mere sundar badan ko dekh kar uska gussa gayab ho jata hai… Waise agar usske past par gaur kiya jay aur dekha jay ki aurato ki dhutkar ki wajah se hi wo aisa hai… to phir mera uske illaj main ek aurat k tarah pesh aana jaroori hai. … ek aisi aurat jo uski baat maane … uski izzat kare … issliye mujhe aaj aurat aur docter k fark ko dur karne k liye mujhe sajna padega, sunder dikhna padega…. chahe wo Aslam k mang k hisab se thoda bold hi kyun na ho..Agar koi aurat (mein?) usse dhokha nahi degi,.. uski baat manegi.. usski ichcha poori karegi (!!!), usse izzat degi, to woh jarror theek ho jayega…. Agar usse apni life main jo dhutkar mili hai agar wo khud wo dhutkar kisi pe nikal paya to uske ander ki frustration nikal sakti hai…Mai karungi yeh sab…Usse apni bhadas nikalne ka pura moka dungi… Dekhugi wo kis had tak ja sakta hai…taki uski frustration aur gusse ko main study kar pau..Lekin uske liye mujhe thoda vulnerable hona padega.. tabhi wo khul k apna behavior show karega.. aur uske liye mujhe uske samne apni body thoda expose karni padegi…Aur waise bhi usse apna sundar badan thoda dikhane me buraiyi kya hai…Aur agar thoda bahut bhavukta ya excitement main kho kar thoda choom chaat bhi lega to usme koi buraayi nahi… Apni havas k liye to nahi kar rahi me yeh sab … balki, ek bechare garib insaan ki madad k liye kar rahi hoon. Aur agar mere iss treatment se wo theek ho jayega to uski hi nahi, uske poore parivaar ki jindagi sukhi ho jayegi… )

Kamya khud ko puri tarah Aslam k liye khud ko taiyar kar rahi thi…
(Yeh to punya ka kaam hai, Sameer ki tarah nahi jo apne havas ke liye un goriyon ke peeche bagh raha hai. Mujh mae kya kami lagi unhe?? Kya mai sundar nahi hoon, kya sexy nahi hun?? Nahi, mai sundar bhi hun, aur sexy bhi, kya bolta hai woh Aslam … Ha..mast maal …Mast maal hu main…)

Ye soch kar Kamya k chehre par ek hasi aa gai..
(Waise kitna bhadda tarika hai uska tareef karne ka …. lafangon ki tarah … stupid … theek ho jaye to mai usse achche se tareef karna bhi sikha doongi, … … par wo bhi kya kare bechara, pala hi aise mahoul me hai, uski kya galti.?? Aur udhar Sameer ko dekho, kahane to to sophisticated hai, par kitne neech iraade hai uske… Kyun kia tumne aise Sameer, meri tauheen kyun ki, aisa kya paya tumne uss Alice me jo mujh me nahi hai …)

Kamya ka dimag Aslam k innocence (?) aur Sameer ki bewafai(?) k bich main jhoke kha raha tha…

Kamya ko khud apne vichaaron par ab ankush nahi tha.
Ek taraf to Aslam k baare me kehane ko to woh uska illaj ka hi soch rahi thi, par baar baar uski tareef – jo ab usse bhaddi nahi lag rahi thi – aur uske saath chooma chaati ke wakye to woh rationalize kar rahi thi – yahan tak ki aage aur bhi kuch hone ki sambhavna ko sweekar kar rahi thi. Aur doosri taraf Kamya khud Sameer par shaq yaqueen me badal rahi thi – Darasal Sameer k drawer se Condom aur Viagra ka pack gayab the..Jisse na dekh kar Kamya soch rahi thi k jaroor Sameer unhe apne saath le gaya hoga… Gulcharre udane k liye..Ek baar bhi nahi socha ki kahin aur to nahi rakh diya… Jaise usse khud ko jaldi ho rahi thi Sameer par shaq karne ki. Aslam ne to bas aise hi beej phenka tha, par ab Kamya poori lagan k saath shaq ke beej se utpan ankur to seench kar majboot pouda banane me lagi thi. Jaise kisi aane wali bahaar ki neev jama rahi ho, ya aane wale gunah ki dalil tayyar kar rahi ho. Apne man par control nahi tha uska. Bechaari ko to yeh bhi nahi pata tha ki kaun kisko control kar raha tha. Aslam pahuncha hua khilaadi tha. Kamya ko pata nahi tha ki woh kis ke changul me phasti chali jaa rahi hai aur aaj k baad ya kahiye ki kuch ghanto k baad uski jindagi kabhi pehale jaise nahi rehegi.

Clinic jaldi nipta kar, Kamya ghar pahunchi…. Bedroom main jate hi Kamya ne apni saree nikal kar bed par fek di… Thodi der main uska blouse aur peticot bhi uske badan se alag tha… Kamya sirf ek pink color k penty aur bra mai khadi thi…

Bra aur penty pehni Kamya ka makeup abhi bhi intact tha… Uske hatho main abhi bhi choodi thi… aur kano main earrings… gale main mangalsutra bhi tha….Iss libaj main apne gehno aur makeup k sath Kamya ek dam kayamat lag rahi thi…

Inhi Kapdo main Kamya apne liye kapde select karne lagi… Par kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha…Almari se saree nikalti… dekhti.. phir Aslam ki mang k hisab se usse compare karti aur usse bed par rakh deti….Almari ke bahar reject kiye hue kapdon ka dher bhadne laga…Par koi bhi kapda usse Aslam k liye taiyar hone k liye thik nahi lag raha tha… Tabhi uski aankhe chamk uthi …

Uski nazar ek black color ki transparent si chiffon saari par padi. Jhat se bahar nikaali. Yeh ek designer saari thi. Kitna khubsoorat jari aur chamki ka kaam tha us par. Shaadi ke time par uski college ki saheliyon ne khaas select karke usse di thi. Bahut bold saari thi.
Chamkeele patle golden kapde ki bikini choli thi uske saath… Jisme bandhne ko sirf do patli si dori hi thi…ek jo gale k piche jati thi blouse k upari hisse ko support karne k liye aur dusri jo pith k piche jati thi… blouse k niche k hisse ko support karne ke liye..Choli nahi bikini blouse hi tha normal bra se bhi sexy … bas do chote chote sunhere cups the boobs ko dhakne ke liye jinke beech me bhi bas patli si sunheri dori thi. Bahut hi sexy lagti thi transparent kali saari ke neeche. Aage se chaati poori khuli thi … bas uske gore-gore ubhaar aadhe se kam hi cover hote the – baaki sab nanga … Blouse k patle strech material ki wajah se cups uske boobs par chipak se jaate the ..material bhi thoda transparent tha…Jab usse wo pahenti thi to uske dono sudaul boobs samet kar upar ko press hokar choli bahar chalakne ko majboor ho jaate the… Mano dono boobs choli ke cups k bahar nikalne k liye ek dusre se bhid rahe ho.. Jiski wajah se uska cleavage khoob bada aur gehra dikhta tha… poora upar se neeche tak. Backless hone ki wajah se, bra pehanne ka to sawaal hi paida nahi hota tha. Boobs ke nipppul ki ghundi patle material me se saaf ubharti hui jhalakti thi. Petticoat bhi khaas shaneel jaise kapde ka tha – bahut hi soft aur slippery…

Yeh special honeymoon dress thi. Par bahot kam pehni thi… Sameer to aise kapde pasand the…Par Kamya aise exposing kapde pehna jyada pasan nahi karti thi… Usne dibbe me se nikaal kar dekhte hi pehanne se mana kar diya tha. Lekin jab Sameer ne bahot jeed ki thi tab.. uske liye ek-do baar pehni thi … bahut sharmaate hue …pati-vrata naari hone ki wajah se, pati ki pasand ko apni pasand maan kar jyada socha nahi tha iss baare me. Lekin jab usne ye saree pehni thi..Sameer ne usse uss raat bahot dil se sex kia tha.. Sameer ne usse bola tha ki wo kitni haseen lag rahi thi uss saree main… Lekin wo sab sirf shadi k shuruati mahino tak hi.. Pichle 1 – 1.5 saal se to Kamya ne iss sari ko pahenna to dur … dekha bhi nahi tha,…
Kamya ne socha tha k

(Tanya ki shaadi me usse de doongi – usse aise kapdon ka shauk bhi hai).
Aur tab se almaari ke pichle hisse me rakhi hui thi.

Aslam ki saari khuawisho ke mutabik yeh saree bilkul sahi baith rahi thi –
(Haan yehi dress theek rahegi. Alsam usse dekhta hi reh jayega. Saari shikayaten door ho jayengi … woh kya bola tha usne … lode me harkat … chee … kitna besharam hai … stupid kahin ka … aise bolte hai kya ladies ko … to aaj batana Aslam mian … sorry sorry … Zoya k abbu – practice karni padegi nahi to phir galti ho jayegi uske… nahi … unke samne aur janaab gussa ho jayenge – … to aaj mujhe iss saree me dekh kar batayiga ki aapke … hi-hi-hi-hi … l-lo-lode me harkat hui ki nahi … hi-hi-hi-hi … kitni besharam hoti ja jaa rahi hun main bhi unki sangat me … par daave se kehati hun, agar mere is roop se unke ussme harkat nahi hui to mai doctori cchod dungi … haan Zoya k abbu … Mujhe aaj bhi yaad hai jab maine ye saree pehni thi tab Sameer k halat kya hui thi….aaj yeh Dr. Kamya aap par bijli girayegi … ghayal kardegi aapko is libaas me … jaise maine apne pati ko kia tha … aap chahate hain na ki mai aapko pati ki tarah ijjat se treat karoon … to aaj dekhiye mera woh roop jo keval aaj tak mere pati ne dekha hai…)

Anjane main hi Kamya ka dimag Sameer k liye apne gusse ko Aslam k illaj main use kar rahi thi… Mano wo soch rahi hi k agar Sameer mujh se bewafai kar rahe hai to main bhi wo kar sakti hu… Ek gussa tha Kamya k maan main jo wo khud ko Aslam k samne expose karke nikalna chah rahi thi…Jo Kamya k liye bahot badi baat thi.. Sameer k liye apne gusse k wajah se Usse kahi na kahi lagta tha ki aise wo Sameer ko saza bhi degi aur Aslam k illaj bhi ho jayga…

(Zoya k abbu…aabtak aap mera badan dekhna chahate thae na … aur ab tak mai jhijhakti thi … par aaj Sameer ne meri woh saari jhijhak door kar di hai … jab woh uss randi Alice k saath raat gujaar sakta hai … to mai kya aapko apne iss husn ka jalwa nahi dikaha sakti…Shayad Sameer ki saja yahi hai … jab wo apni iss khubsoorat biwi ki jagah dusri ladkiyo k sath reh sakte hai… to uski ye biwi bhi waisa hi kar sakti hai… par usmain hawas nahi… usmain bhi kisi ka bhala hi dekh rahi hun.. kyun ki Sameer main tumhari tarah selfish aur bewafa nahi hu…)

Kamya ne maan se khud ko taiyar kar hi liya tha.. apne badan ki numaish karne ko… Aslam k illaj k naam pe usse apne badan k sath khelne dene ka … apni frustration nikalne ka…

Ye sach tha k Kamya ka conscious maan Aslam ki treatment par hi focus tha.. uske dimag main koi aisa waisa khayal abhi tak ubhar ke nahi aya tha… par ye bhi sach tha k Sameer k wajah se Kamya tuti hui thi.. aur uske jaisi egoistic ladki k liye ye bahot badi haar thi… Aur aab Sameer par gussa aur Kamya ka ego… Kamya ko Aslam k saath hadh se badhkar aage badhne k liye uksa raha tha.. Aur kahi na kahi ye feeling Kamya ko excite bhi kar rahi thi aur sukoon bhi de rahi thi…Aur Aslam ki treatment k bare main soch kar wo thoda relax bhi feel kar rahi thi…

Par kya ab treatment ki baat bas ek bahanna tha, ek sanskaar ki chadar jo abhi tak uske sub-concious man ne oadh kar apni asli ichcha chupa rakhi thi? … yeh to Aslam ke aane par hi pata chal sakta tha … aur woh aane wala tha, bus thodi hi der me

Kamya aab Aslam ko aap hi bula rahi thi.. bina koi dyan rakhe…mano uski aadat bana rahi ho.. wo bhi sirf kuch ghanto main…
(aur Sameer ka star aap se tum par aane laga tha … apne aap hi …)

(Aslam..aaj aap mere kadmon me past ho jayenge hi-hi-hi-hi-hi. Phir jaisa me chahungi karna padega aapko. Promise kia hai aapne bhi…Agar main illaj k liye docter se ek aurat ban sakti hu to aapko bhi ek mard ki tarah apna wada pura karna padega aur poora illaj karvana padega.. aur wo bhi mere kehane ke mutabik… Chalo kuch to kaam ayi yeh saree bhi… Aaj aap is Dr.Kamya k ander ki aurat ko dekh k kho jaynge… Aapko main uss Kamya k darshan karungi jisse Sameer ne dhutkar diya hai… Sameer nahi jante unhone kya khoya hai..!)

Man hi man khilkhilati hui, apni sundarta par ithlati hui, apni hone wali jeet par itrati hui, nadan Kamya ko yah nahi pata tha ki aaj bijli Aslam par nahi, uss par girne waali hai. Aaj Aslam uske kadmon me nahi, woh Aslam ke kadmon me giregi, uske neeche pissegi, aur Aslam usse roundh kar uske andar apni jeet ka jhanda gaadh kar jayega – par shayad uske sub-concious ko pata tha aur uski sub-conscious uske consious dimaag ko apni hi jeet ka anaesthetic chada rahi thi.

Khair …
Baaki kapde wapas rakh kar Kamya ne apni bra aur penty nikali aur apni jwellery nikal kar nange hi shower ke neeche ja kar khadi ho gayi. Naha kar apne gore resham se chikne badan ko ponchti hui nikly aur aine k saamne ja kar khadi ho gayi.

Ek baar towel me lipte apne badan ko dekha aur phir halki si muskurahat ke saath towel neeche gira diya.

Kamya ne pehale kabhi bhi apne aap ko iss tarah puri nangi hokar nihara nahi tha. Doodh jaisa gora, makhkhan jaisa bedaag aur chikna kasa hua badan tha uska. Sapaat pet par halka sa ubhaar aur gehri naabhi, unnat boobe jo ghamand se sir uthaye uski chaati par jame hue the – koi jhukaw ya latkan ka naamo-nishaan nahi tha unme, aur un par gehre rang ke nippal jo iss samae sakht ho kar akde hue the, kisi pahad ki choti ki tara; chikni kasi hui janghe aur jangho k beech uski ubhri hui yoni pradesh jis par ug rahe reshami kaale baalon ka halka sa jamghat uske guptang ko chupa rahe the. Kamaya apni saaf safai ka achche se khayal rakhti thi aur yoni aur sar k alawa uske poore makhmali badan par baalon ka naamonishaan nahi tha – sab kuch ek dam chikna ek dam gora, ek dam soft, jaise doodh se dhula ho. Kehate hain chaand par bhi daag hota hai, par Kamya ke badan par to ek til bhi nahi tha. Apne aap ko aiyne ke saamne ghuma-ghuma kar Kamya apne nange badan ka achche se nirakshan kar rahi thi aur hole hole muskara rahi thi – pata nahi kyon.

Kamya ko khud ke khubsoort jism par bahot naaj tha… Par shayad usse pata nahi tha ki uska ye makhmali gora aur kadak jism hi usse Aslam k najaro mai laya tha… aur issi khubsoorti ko hi Aslam aaj bhogne wala hai… ya shayad pata tha aur woh uss baat ko apne jehan me ubharna nahi chah rahi thi.

Phir woh almaari ki taraf gai aur ek drawer se dhoond kar ek V-shape ki kale rang ki panty nikal kar pehan li aur sath hi, jhuk kar ek 3″ heel ki golden sandal pehan kar bed ki taraf bhadi, jahan woh special saree aur baaki kapde rakhe hue the.

Phir bed se sunheri choli utha li… choli kya … usse bikini blouse kehana theek tha bas do patle straps se bandhti thi – ek pith ke peeche aur doosra gale ke peche. Choli k niche k hisse ko Kamya ne apni pith par bandha… aur apne boobs ko choli ke cups me set karke neck strap ko bandhne ke liye blouse k dori khich kar apni gori garden k piche le ja kar blouse ko bandha.. phir khud ko aaine main dekhte hue apne booobe choli me theek se adjust kiye…

Phir kuch soch kar neck k piche bandhi dori ko khola aur apne boobs ko thoda aur utha kar dori ko thodi jyada khich k bandh diya taki boobs blouse thoda boobs ko upar ki taraf push up kare… Aisa karne k karan ek bahot bada aur bhari cleave ban raha tha…Shadi ke wakt ki tulna me uska badan thodal bhar gaya tha. Choli bandhne main thodi mishkil hui, par bandhne k baad choli ek sunheri twacha ki tarah uske badan se chipak gayi. Boobs bilkul ubhar ke bahar aane ko bagawat kar rahe the, aur un par uske nippals kisi sakht angoor ke daano ki tarah kapda cheerne ko tatpar the, aur cleavage to aisi tang ghaati ki tarah lag rahi thi jisme agar koi ek baar kho jaye to usme se phir uska nikalna namumkin ho.Kamya baar baar apne ko aine me nikharti aur khus hoti jaa rahi thi. Bada hi maja aa raha tha usse yeh kapde pehanne me … ek freedom sa mehsoos ho raha tha … ek sense of independence – Kamya ke andar Sameer ke prati ek bagawat ki dharna banne lagi thi. Theek se choli aur panty adjust karke apne to aaiyne me dekhne lagi.. jab Kamya ne apna side view dekha to khud ko dekh kar muskara padi – gore gore gaalon laal ho gaye aur kuch shan k liye nazre jhuk gayi.. Kamya side se bilkool nangi dikh rahi thi… Niche uski V shape panti k elastic line aur upar ek patli si dori jo boobs k niche se pith ki taraf jaa rahi thi… side se iss naam-matr ki choli main se boobs ka bhi bahot sa hissa najar aa raha tha… aur uski golaiyon ke upar woh angoor ke daane ek unjaan (?) excitement se tan gaye the …. lagta tha ki abhi choli ke patle se kapde ko bhed kar bahar jhankne lagenge …
(… wow, kisi ne mujhe aise dekh liya to bechare ka heart fail hi ho jayega. Zoya ke abbu, aap to gaye aaj bus … hi-hi-hi-hi-hi-hi). Kamya ko apne roop par bahut hi naaz aa raha tha.Choli aur panty pehane hue Kamya ne apna makeup kiya, eye-shadow, halka sa kajal, lip-gloss, waghera – waghera. Sab kuch black and gold saree aur choli se match karta hua. Phir scent ki bottle uthai aur hawa me achache se spray karke, spray ke neeche aa gayi. Kuch hi shano me uske poore badan se scent ki bhini-bhini khusbu aane lagi –
(… agar sajna hi hai to achchi tarah se kyun na sajoon bhala, jisko jo kehna hai, kehta rahe meri bala se…)Itrate hue, harsh ki ek halki si … madhur si, hansi uske hoonthon se bikhar gayi. Haaton me golden color ki kaanch ki choodiyan aur sone ke kangan chahdaye, phir pair me chandi ke chote chote ghungroo wale payal aur najuk se pajeb dale, phir kan me latakne waale sone ke sundar se jhumke, aur akhir me apne shaadi-shuda hone ki nishaani – mangalsutra pehan kar Kamya ek pari ki tarah lag rahi thi… aur bina paticot aur saree main to wo kayamat lag rahi thi… Phir usne Aiyne ki tarf jhuk kar apni maang me sindoor sajaya, aur apne to dekh kar ek baar khilkhila padi. Aur kuch der apne ko hi dekhne me mantramugd kahdi rahi, sab kuch check karti rahi, muskuraati rahi.Uske baad usne apna rukh peticoat par dala … petticoat bandh kar adjust kiya aur aaiyne me dekha … lambai kuch jyada hi kam lag rahi thi … Kamya ne peticoat apni naabhi se 2″ in neeche sarkaya. … abhi bhi pindliyo ko thhek se dhak nahi raha tha (… ufff … chalega … chota hai to kya hua, upar se saree jo aa jayegi … Iss se neeche thik bhi nahi hoga … chalo aage bhado…).

Kamya ne apne ko ghuma ghuma kar aage peeche se aine me dekha aur phir saree pehanne lagi. Saree lapet kar abhi aage ki pleats hi dal rahi thi ki uske hath ek dam se ruk gaye
(… yeh kya … saari itni oonchi kyun hai. uff … yaad aya… yeh to designer saree hai … normal ki tulna mae araz kafi kam hota hai inka . isko to aur neeche bandhna padega … oh no …. kya musibat hai …).

Kamya ne jab ayine me dekh kar andaaza lagaya ki aur kitni neeche bandhni padegi to Kamya kae to hosh hi ud gaye
(… oh god … yeh to bilkul panty ki line par hi bandhni padegi…itna neeche to mai nahi bandh sakti… nahi nahi … itni neeche saari bandh kar mai Zoya k abbu ke saamne kaise jaoongi … Poora pet nanga dikh raha hai … kya sochenge mere baare me … Ufff … kya musibat hai … ab sab kuch change karna padega… make up bhi change karna padega… kya karoon ab…)

Ek pal k liye Kamya ne socha k koi dursi Saree pahenle.. par phir jab uski najar ghadi k taraf gai to wo ruk gai..
( par itna time hai kya mere paas… oh no … Un ke aane me bus 15 minute hi rehate hai… itne mae to mai nae kapde select karke change bhi nahi kar paungi, make up change karna to door ki baat hai… Aur agar tayyar nahi hui to unhe phir lagega ki mai unki kadr nahi karti, ijjat nahi karti … bas bewakoof banati rehati hun… yeh to poore treatment session ko barbaad kar dega… Oh God, ab kya karun?? Kaise hoga ab… kyun maine yeh nigodi dress select ki… ab to ek hi rasta hai… jo pehana hai usi ko theek se pehan lun. Jitna dhak sakti hun dhak loongi… ab aur kiya bhi kya jaa sakta hai… my God … how embarrasing!!).Sharam se laal hoti hui Kamya ne saari utari aur peticoat co 4″ aur neeche khiska diya … bilkul panty ke oopar, aur phir saari pehanne lagi. Sari to ab thik se pairon tak fall kar rahi thi par Kamya ho ab apne ko dekh kar bahut hi sharam aa rahi thi . Man hi man apni sahelion to kosne lagi-
(… besharam kahin ki hain sab ki sab … kya soch ke yeh gift kia mujhe … kabhi khud to penahti nahi aise kapde … gift kya yeh to practical joke hua … aur mai bhi kitni murkh hoon … bina soche hi sara make-up kar liya … ab bhugatna padega … aur koi doosra solution bhi to nahi hai).Kamya apne pallu ko adhjust karne lagi ki jitna ho sake nanga pet dhak jaye … par yeh to designer saree thi page-3 parties k liye … jahan auraten apne nagne badan ki adhik se adhik numaish karne ko apni shaan samajhti thi… buri tarah se phans gayi thi bechaari Kamya aaj.
Saree pehan kar Kamya kaam ki devi lag rahi thi … High heel pehane ki wajah se uski gaand bhi bahar ki taraf ubar kar dikh rahi thi.. jo Kamya ki katav ko jyada sexy bana raha tha…..Transparent saree ki wajah se poore badan ke utaar chadaav saaf nazar aa rahe the … ya yeh kahiye ki kaafi hud tak Kamya ka chikna gora badan hi saaf dikh raha tha … nanga … aur jahan jahan saree se dhaka tha, wahan to kaali pardarshi saree se jhalakta hua badan, dekhne waalon to lalcha raha tha… aur apni aur bula raha tha..Kamya.. behad sundar lag rahi thi… Aur Aslam k mang k anusar kaafi Sexy.. Apne aap par sharam lagne ke bawajood, Kamya apne ko ayine me dekh kar apne ko muskarane se rok nahi pa rahi thi.. Khud ko itna sexy taiyar dekh kar Kamya khud par garv karne par na ruk saki
Ab jab ki Aslam ke aane main jyada time nahi tha to Kamya ka dimag wapis Aslam ko yaad karne lagta hai..(kya sochega Aslam, sorry, Aslam nahi, Zoya k abbu – practice Kamya, practice … mujhe iss roop me dekh kar … kya bolenge … jaroor excite to ho jayenge … woh kya kaha tha unhone … haan! … jaroor harkat hogi unke lo …. loo … unke uss moosal mein … unka kya kasoor hai … koi bhi mard mujhe aise dekh kar mujh par fida ho sakta hai… aur woh to jaroor kuch gandi behudi baat bolenge .. aur kuch to aata nahi unhe na. Par mai iss baat ko apni advantage me badal sakti hoon. Poonch sakti hoon ki kya kya khayal aaten hai aapke man me mujhe is roop me dekh kar. Unke jawab se unke man ke andruooni vicharon se parichit ho sakti hoon. Unhe unki problem ki jad se wakif kar sakti hoon. Han , aisa hi karongi. Dr. Kamya, you are great. Har situation ko tum apne treatment ke advantage ke liye mod leti ho. You will definitely be successful).Apne se behad khus, proud feel karti hui Kamya, apne baal sawanr kar, thoda scent cleavage aur armpit me aur chidak kar, bedroom se nikli aur kitchen me jaa kar Aslam ke liye juice aur nashta tayyar karne lagi
(… din bhar ki mehnat k baad bhooke honge bechare).

Par Kamya ko abhi tak yeh andaaza nahi tha (ya shayad manna nahi chahatithi !) ki Aslam asal me uss chij ke liye bhooka hai jisse usne itne lagan se aaj sanwara hai … uska gora, reshmi bedaag shaadi shuda pativrata badan.

Kamya apne ko busy karne lagi. Clinic me jaake jhanka ki sab thik se set to hai ki nahi. Nahane ke baad se ek aaparichit si energy uske badan me phaili hui thi, jisse woh nazarandaaz karne ki koshish kar rahi thi, apne ko vyasth rakh rahi thi, sajne sawarne me, apni treatment ki planning me, nashta tayyar karne me, clinic check karne me, … jaise apne andar jhankna na chahati ho, kuch apne hi man se bhaagti hui, apne aap se hi munh chupati rahi. Par clinic me ghuste hi uski nazar apni aur Sameer ki wedding photograph par padi jo table par frame me lagi hui thi. Na chahate hue bhi woh us par se apni nazar hata na saki
(… kya dekh rahe ho aise, … dekho … dekho … sexy lag rahi hun na … par tumhe kya … tum to uss kamini Alice ki bahon me so rahe hoge iss waqt … khub mazze liye honge us gori randi ke saath … mai bhi to gori hun, sundar hun … dekho … mujhe dekho iss waqt … kya kami hai mujh me … to phir tumne kyun gori chamdi ke khatir mujhse bewafai karne ki sochi … sab kuch to de rahi thi tumhe … pyaar – jawaani – wafa … sab kuch … kya kabhi main kissi cheez k liye mana kiya …? par tum par to gori chamdo aur sunhere baalon ka bhoot sawaar he na… shayad isiliye tum iss training par gaye the … gori randiyon ke saath gulcharre udane… nahi to kya tum apne pills apne saath le jaate …? kya jaroorat hai tumhe training par condoms ki …? Aslam ne theek hi kaha tha … mai bahut bholi hun… par bewakoof nahi hun… tumhara asli jhoota roop pehchaan gayi hun … galti meri hi thi ki tum par itna bharosa rakha … kitna garv tha mujhe tum par … tumhare pyaar par … par tumne mujhe meri haisiyat dikhla di … kuch bhi nahi hun mai tumhaare liye … tumhe to ab woh haramzaadi Alice pasand aa gayi hai na… tabhi to apna tour achanak bhada liya hai… khoob tour lagaoge uske husn ka… aur pata nahi kis kis ka …).

Kamya ka kaleja phata ja raha tha … aankhon me nami bhar gayi thi … uski har soch usse aur convince kar rahi thi ki Sameer dhokebaaz hai, aiyyash hai, Iss gusse main aur Aslam k sangat main Kamya Alice ko baar bar randi bhi bula rahi thi… aur iss tarah soch soch kar ek taraf to usse Sameer par gussa bhi aa raha tha, par doosri taraf uska dil baithne bhi laga tha. Bahut pyaar kiya tha usne apne pati se, bahut bharosa tha usse apne Sameer par – aaj se pehale. Sahelion aur rishtedaaron ke beech usse kaafi ghamand tha, apni aur Sameer ki jodi ko leke, apne saubahagye ko lekar (jaanti thi ki dono ke dost aur kuch rishtedaar, dono se jalte the ki unhe aisa jeevan saathi mila), aur aaj ussi Sameer ne usse bewafaai kar ke usse iss mode par la khada kar diya tha.

(kya samajhte ho tum apne aap ko … kya mai tumhare layak nahi hun … kya mai khoobsurat nahi lagti tumhe? … dekho mujhe ab … gaur se dekho … bolo kya mujhe iss roop me dekh kar tumhare lode me harkat nahi hogi … oh! sorry… bhool gayi … tumhara to roop dekhne se nahi … pills khane se harkat kata hai … dhongi kahin k … dhokebaaz … tumhe kuch pata bhi hai … jis sundarta ko tumne thukraya hai, ussi sundarta ko dekhte hi jawan to kya, bhude bhi harkat me aa jaate hain … ab mere – patient – Aslam ko hi le lo… tumse dugni umar ka hoga … meri jitni badi to uski ek beti bhi hai… phir bhi mujhe dekhte hi uska lohe ki tarah hard ho jata hai… and it is bigger – much longer and thicker than yours… haan, dekha hai maine uska … chua bh… … no-no more lies … sehlaya bhi hai … masturbate kiya hai usko … hah!… kuch pata bhi hai tumhe … kitna bada hai uska, dono haathon me bhi poora nahi aata … do-do biwiyon ko sambhalta hai woh ek akela mard … aur pata nahi kitni aur randiyon ko thokta phirta hoga … pura mard hai woh – asli mard woh … aur tum? … tum kya ho … kabhi socha hai tumne … maine tumhe kabhi kuch nahi kaha tumhare chote se, patle se, latku chuchundar ke baare me … khud tumhe viagra lene ki salah di thi – taaki tumhe inferiority na feel ho … par kabhi socha hai tumne ki aurat ki jarooraton ke baar me … hamesha bas apni jarooraton ke baare me hi sochte ho … viagra se kya khada karne lage – apne app ko bade Casanova samajhne lage … bada Rasputin samajhne lage ho … mere badan se man uub gaya hai na tumhara … woh Alice hi tumhe jyada sundar lagti hai na … jaao Sameer, jaao … pade raho us randi ki taango ke beech me … enjoy her while you can … and be thankful ki woh abhi tak Aslam se nahi mili hai … nahi to woh bhi samajh jaati ki asli mard kaisa hota hai … … you are a fool, Dr. Sameer Patel… a fool… and a cheat… and a liar… and … you … you don’t deserve me Sameer, you don’t deserve a beautiful loving faithful wife … tumne mujhe thukraya hai, mujhe dhoka diya hai … mere pyar ki aur meri wafa ki insult ki hai … and … and … now you are only responsible for … whatever happens to our from marriage! … … And Sameer … you know what … mujhe aapka … shukriya karna padega … yu have done me a favour … apni asliyat dikha kar … nahi karte to mai abhi bhi apne bhram mai hi reh rahi hoti … ki aapka pyaar saccha hai … ki mai aapke liye akeli aurat hun is duniya me … aur apne patient ka best treat ment karne se hichkichati rehati. Now that I know your true colors, maine bhi soch liya hai … Zoya ke abbu ke treatment me koi kami nahi aane doongi … sab boundaries paar kar jaoungi agar mujhe laga ki uss se uss bechare ka bhala hoga … kaash tum muje iss waqt dekh sakte … maine wohi dress pehani hai … jisse tumhare liye bhi pehanne me mujhe sharam aati thi … aaj maine yehh dress apnni marji se pehani hai … tumhare liye nahi … balki Zoya ke Abbu ke liye … abhi aate honge woh … dekhenge mujhe iss libaas me … mere jhankte hue angon ko … meri sundarta ko. Tum to jaante ho ki tumhara kya haal hua tha mujhe yeh saree lapete dekh kar … aur mai to tumhaari patni hun … to zara soccho, Zoya ke Abbu ka kya haal hoga mujhe dekh kar, ek parayi aurat ko apne saamne aise kapde pehanne hue. Unhe to waise bhi control nahi hota … parson to mai mamuli salwar-suit me thi, aur unhone choom chaat kar bura haal kar diya tha … tana hua haath me de diya tha, to socho zara … mujhe iss dress me dekh kar unka harkat me aayega ki nahi unhe pills ki nahi meri jawani ki jaroorat hai … pata nahi kya-kya karenge mere saath aaj … kahan denge apna mujhe. … … par mai unhe sab karne doongi … nahi rokoongi mai unhe … unka yehi illaz ka tereeka hai … ek doctor nahi … ek aurat ban kar pesh aaongi mai unke liye … apne pati ki tarah treat karoongi main unhe … jaise woh chahate hain. Aur yeh sab sirf tumhari bewafaayi ki wajah se mumkin ho raha hai … nahi to mai lok-laaj ki yeh lakshman-rekha kabhi laangh nahi sakti thi … Thank you Dr. Sameer Patel, tumne mujhe mukt kar diya hai … tumne mere Aslam ke ilaaj ka rasta saaf kar diya … now go pop another pill and enjoy with that bitch Alice … yahan par na to tumhari aur nahi tumhari pills ki zaroorat hai … dur ho jao mere man se … nikal jao mere dimaag se … mai ab tum par apna time nahi waste karna chahati hun … mujhe to ab bas apne Aslam ka intezaar hai …).

Kamya ka man bahut vichilit tha. Sameer to man hi man bura bhala keh ke uske jalte dil ko thandak to pahunchi, Waise Sameer bahut shant swabhav ka, sharmeela tha, Kamya se pehale uske kisi bhi ladki se sambandh nahi hue the, aur isi baat par Kamya ko ghamand tha – ki uska pati keval uska hai aur Kamya par lattu hai. Shayad isi baat se uske ego ko itna bada jhatka laga tha – ki uski jaise sundari ko cchod kar Sameer ne kisi aur ki taraf aankh kaise utha li. Apni insult feel kar rahi thi. Saath hi saath, usko dar lag raha tha apni situation ki wajah se – akhir kab tak apne saamne khadi asliyat ko nazar andaaz karti rehati – kab tak iss baat ko ignore kar sakti ki jab ek sundar nari ek majboot mard ke saame aise kapde pehan kar aayegi to uska anjaam kya hoga. Usse pata tha ki woh jo kar rahi hai aur karne ja rahi hai – Aslam ke liye apne badan ki besharam numaish – usse samaj aur uske sanskaar kabhi sweekaar nahi karenge.

Par uski situation ki jimmedaari bhi Sameer par thop rahi thi. Aur baar baar uske man me ek hi sawal uth raha tha –
“”Why Sameer? Why??””. Shayad yeh sawal poonchna uske liye jyada asaan tha, alsi sawaal poonchne ke bajaye – “Why Kamya? Why??””.

Anjaane me Kamya ab man hi man janne lagi thi ki parson jo kuch Aslam ke saath hua tha, woh to bas ek trailer tha, asli picture to aaj hogi. Kisi mard ki aisi requests ka matlab woh samajh sakti thi, chahe abhi tak acknowledge karne se dur bhagti rahi. Aur man hi man usse excited bhi feel ho raha tha yeh soch kar. Jab se Aslam se mili thi, ek unknown dar aur excitement uske andar baith gaya tha, aur usse pata tha ki aaj uski chupi hui bhavnao ka anjaam niklega. Ek tarah se illaj to ek facade tha, asli mudde ko dhakne ke liye. Asliyat to yeh thi ki Kamya ki jindagi me Aslam jaisa shaqs aaj tak nahi aaya tha aut uske rough behaviour, gandi bhasha aur ghinoni harkato se, shaalin aur sabhye sanskaaron me pali Kamya ko atract kar rahe the – bad boy syndrome – aur Aslam ke baare me soch kar usse excitment bhi hota tha aur unjaan raho ka darr bhi lagta tha, par excitement jyada tha. Issi liye to parson, usne Aslam ko rokne ka koi khas prayaas nahi kiya tha, issi liye woh Aslam se contact na kar paane se itni bechain hui thi (nahi to aaj kal doctoron ke paas patients ki kami hai kya?) aur issi liye uska man uske liye aane wale palon ki hakikat ko justify karne ke liye har tarah ke hathkande aur daleelen apna kar uske liye rasta saaf kar raha tha. Yeh to shukar tha ki Sameer ki bewafaayi pakdi gayi nahi to yeh sab itna asaan nahi hota Kamya ke liye. Waise hota to wohi jo aaj Aslam karne wala tha, par ab Kamya ke sanskaar ko muh-tod jawab mil chuka tha aur uski concience ki awaaz dheemi padne lagi thi. Aur mazze ki bat to yeh thi ki Dr. Kamya Patel apni hi sub-conscious ki iss conspiracy se jaan kar bhi anjaan thi aur ab jab uske pass Sameer ki bewafaayi ka WMD aa gaya tha to uski andar chupi hui icchayen aur pyaas apna sir uthane lagi thi. Par abhi bhi kuch darwaaze khulne baaki the.

Kamya Sameer ko kosne main bhul gai thi ki Aslam k ane ka time ho gya tha … Ghar ki ghanti ki awaj ne Kamya ko iss (forced?) depression aur gusse ki mili-juli udhed-bun se jahte se nikala. Ab Aslam aa gaya hai. Ab aur kuch sochne ka waqt nahi tha. Ab uske imtehaan ka waqt tha – kya woh uska illaj successfully lkar payegi?

Udhar time se pehale hi Aslam Kamya ke darwaje par pahunch gaya tha, apne woh hi standard ghatiya huliye me. Munh me paan ki laali, passena se tar kaaly majboot badan par khuli shirt ke neeche ganda sa jaalidaar laal baniyaan, gale me kaale dhaage se bandha hua tajjeb, aur kamar par neele checks ki gandi si lungi – bilkul gunda lag raha tha – jaise ki woh tha bhi… Munh par ek shaitaani tehdi si smile thi. Aslam aab Kamya ko thik se samaj chukka tha aur issi liye wo janta tha ki kal raat woh jeet gaya tha. Ab usse poora vishwaas tha ki abki baar jab woh is darwaje se niklega, to woh Kamya ko bhog chuka hoga, usse apne neeche roundh chuka hoga, uski madmast jawaani ka ras choos chuka hoga..,

Fakr tha usse apne dimaag par ki usne kaise itni sundar, itni ameer, itni pahdi likhi aur sanskaaron me pali, ek doctor ko – jo ek pati-vrata patni bhi thi – apne jaal me phansaa liya tha…Kamya k bhole pan aur bevkoofi par Aslam ko bahot hansi bhi aa rahi thi.. aur ye dono chije hi usse aur excite bhi kar rahi thi…
(Sali mujhse chudne ko khud taiyar ho chuki hai… aur khud usse hi maloom nahi k kuch dair main uski choot ka kya hone wala hai.. hehehe).

Kamya ne uske saame hathiyaar daal diye the … uski har baat manzoor kar li thi … bina jor-jabardasti k. Darwaje ke bahar hi apni gandi kameej utaar kar aur lungi me apne akadte hue lode to set karte hue hansa
(… bas ab jyada der nahi hai Kamya meri rand … kuch hi der me tera nanga badan mere nange badan se chipka hoga, mere neeche jhulas raha hoga, aur mae teri gehrayion ko ghote laga raha hunga humach humach k. Hai sali, bahut tadpaya hai tune pichle kuch dino se … saali neend haraam kardi hai toone meri .. Saali agar parson mujhe woh chudai ke liye na mili hoti to ab tak tere ghar main ghus kar tera rape kar chukka hota.. Par uss main woh maja nahi atta jo mujhe aaj ane wala hai teri shadi shuda choot chod kar … aaj tuje achche se patak patak kar, nichod nichod kar chod ke chain ki neend sounga..).

Aslam ne darwaje ke pass lage bijli ka distribution box khola (pichli baar hi usne note kar liya tha usse). Phir eik haat se ghanti bajaayi. Aur jaise hi andar se kisi ke aane ki khatpat sunai di, jhat se main switch off kar diya aur bijli ka box band kar diya.

Ghanti sunte hi Kamya ne jaise taise apne aansoo pounche aur door ki taraf lapki. Key hole se dekh kar aashwasan kiya ki Aslam hi hai aur darwaza khol diya. Bahar Aslam chaukhat par ek haat tikaye, doosre haath se apni kameez apne kandhe par latkaye, munh me matchis ki tilli chabate hue befikari se bateesi phade khada tha

Chapter 23
Darwaja khulte hi aur Kamya pe najar padte hi Aslam k muh khul gaya… aur usne muh main pakdi hui machis ki tili niche gir gai…
(… oo terri … maa ki chut … ye saali to aadhi nangi hai …)
Kamya k bare main wo pata nahi kya kya soch k aya tha aur waha khada tha par Kamya ko iss andaaz main dekhne ki usne kabhi kalpana bhi nahi ki thi.. wo bhi aaj…Aslam ne ek najar Kamya par upar se niche tak dali.. Najar kya dali.. Uski ankhe to Kamya ko upar se niche tak scan kar rahi thi…Kamya ki mang ka sindoor… Uski sunder ankhe.. uske gulabi hoth.. uski surahi dar gardan … uske nange sudoul chikne kandhe … gale me latka bhari mangalsutra…. Pardarshi saree se dikhata Kamya k jism… Ubaar banaye huye Kamya k boob.. aur unko kaid karne wali dhagon se bandhi hui sunheri choli … …Aslam ne aaj tak kisi aurat ko itne sexy blouse mai kabhi socha bhi nahi tha.. (nanga jaroor socha tha )… Aur niche Saree se dikh raha pura ka pura nanga gora chikna pet aur usme man lalchane wala navel … aut navel ke neeche sapat pet andar ko slope karta hua … ufff kya kayamat dha rahi thi Kamya Aslam par .. .. Aslam ne ye bhi notice kiya k blouse jita sexy hai.. Saree aur peticot bhi utni hi sexy andaaz main bandha gaya hai…
Aslam ki halat dekh kar Kamya ko ek hasi aa gai.. aur apni sundarta par garv bhi huva… par Kamya ko laga k darwaje par iss tarah khade rehna thik nahi hai.. Kamya ne turant Aslam ko ander bulane k liye.. ek khasi khayi.. Uska dhyan apni taraf mod k baate shuru karne ka liye- “Darwaje par hi khade rehne ka irada hai ya ander bhi ayenge AAP”
– “Are aaram se dekh to lene de…aaj to jee bhar k apni RANDI ka ras piunga main….Apni aankho se… hehehe..”Aslam apni taqdeer par vishwaas nahi kar pa raha tha. Kahan usne Kamya ke dimaag par apna sikka jamane ke liye sharten rakhin thi par ussne to uske saamne apna poora husn hi numaish par laga diya tha.Aslam Kamya ko koi shak nahi karvana chah raha tha… Par ye bhi sach tha ki usse kahi na kahi ye bhi lagne laga tha k Kamya bhi, aise kapde pehan kar, aaj jo hone wala hai usse anjan nahi hogi… Jo kahi na kahi sach bhi tha aur galat bhi…Aslam ne apni baat age badhai… Baat badli jaroor thi par bolne ka tarike main Aslam ne koi badlav nahi kiya…

– “Waise ek daam maal lag rahi he tu… Ek dam mast….Bhenchod.. tu kapdo mai bhi puri nangi hi dikh rahi hai lagta hai tu doctor bankar apne mareej ke liye nahi … balki meri randi ban kar apne yaar ke liye tayyar hui hai”

Aslam ki iss tarah ki comments se Kamya thodi sharam feel kar rahi thi.. par utna nahi jitni honi chahiye thi … kyunki usse bhi to pehale se ehsas tha ki Aslam usse iss libaas me dekh kar latoo ho jayega … par usse kahi na kahi Aslam ki ye crude language acchi bhi lag rahi thi… aur uss me chupi uske husn ki tareef bhi … wo apni sharam Aslam k samne jahir nahi karna chah rahi thi…Kamya aise ek dam normal tarike se baat kar rahi thi.. mano galio ka koi astitva hi na ho… Usse koi fark hi na padta ho aisi baato se..

– “Thank you… ab aap ander bhi ayenge… Ya yahi par khade rehne ka irada hai…”
Kamya ne muskura kar pucha

– “Khada to kab se hai.. Ab to ander hi jana hai..”
Aslam ne bhi dohra javab diya…

Aslam ne Kamya ka javab aur apne man k vichar dono Kamya ko suna diye… Par Kamya ne iss javab ko shayad uss najarye se nahi dekha jaise Aslam ne bola tha…

– “Please ander aa jaiye na… koi dekh lega to … main nahi chahungi ki aapke alawa koi aur mujhe iss libaas me dekhe … mai to bas aapke liye hi taiyar hui hun aise … ”

Kamya ne apni chinta vyakt ki… aur saath hi saath Aslam ko behlana chaha taaki woh uski baat maan le jaldi se.

– “Chor saali, tu ab kisise darr mat … Main hu na yaha… Agar kisi ne tujh par najar bhi uthai to maa chod dunga uski.. fikar mat kar… Par tu itna bol hi rahi hai to ander aa hi jata hu… “

Aslam ka authorative aur concerned tone Kamya ko apni aur jyada attaract kar raha tha… Sameer ne kabhi itni confidently uski suraksha ka dilaasa nahi dia tha
Par Aslam ko apne ghar k darwaje par khada gali bolta huva sunna bhi Kamya ko accha nahi lag raha tha… ya kaho ko usse dar tha ki koi aur unhe dekh sun na le.. Kamya ka dar Aslam ki galio se aur badh raha tha.. aur na hi wo ander aa raha tha.. Kamya ne jaldi se aage badh kar Aslam ka hath pakda aur usse ghar ke ander khich liya… Aur darwaja bandh kar diya.. Darwaja bandh hote hi Kamya ne chain ki saans li.. Par Aslam k sath ghar main akele bandh darwaje k piche Kamya ko ek ajeeb si erotic feeling gherne lagi thi… Waisi hi jaisi kisi teenage GF BF ko hoti hai … ab kya hoga.

– “Are kya huva meri Randi…??? Itni bhi kya jaldi hai…?”
– “Please Aslam ander aake baate kariye na .. bahar koi dekh leta to ..”
– “Arre meri Randi hoke kaisa dar… Par koi baat nahi.. tere liye to tere iss yaar ki jaan bhi hazir hai.. “

Andar aakar Aslam bade natakiye andaaj me bola. Abhi bhi uski nazren Kamya ke badan se hatne ka naam nahi le rahin thi.

Aslam ki iss baat par Kamya muskura di.. Thodi der phir se khamoshi cha gai.. Aur Aslam ek tuk hokar besharmi seapne hont chat tey hue Kamya ko hi dekhe ja raha tha… Kamya ne baato ko aage badhane ki sochi..

– “Aise kyun mujhe tukur tukur dekh rahen hai aap…? Kaisi lag rahi hu mai… bataiye na? Aapke kahe mutabik hi hai na..?? Jaisa aapne chaha tha..?”

Kamya k muh se aap sun k Aslam ko bahot mazza aa raha tha ..
( … sali! chudte hue bhi aap aap ki rat lagaye rakhio …)

– “Lag to tu ekdam mast rahi hai… Ek dam jaisa maine socha tha.. ya shayad maine socha tha usse bhi jyada… Par pehle thik se dekhne to de…. Abhi to sirf samne se dekha hai… Puri dekhuga aur uske baad main sochunga k tu mere hisab se taiyar hui hai ya nahi..”

Aslam k javab se Kamya thodi confuse ho gai…
(Mujhe to laga tha ye mujhe dekhte hi pagal ho jayenge.. unki mang k hisab se meri taiyari ek dam thik hai.. Phir bhi abhi in ka dil nahi bhara ??!! )
Kamya ab subconciously bhi Aslam ko ijjat se bula rahi thi..

– “Matlab.. Aap kya chahte hai??”
– “Batata hu… pehle tassali se dekh to lun tera yeh najuk badan … ghoom kar dikha to apna pichwada ”
– “Nahi nahi… yahan nahi …Ek kaam karte hai sidhe clinic main hi chalte hai…wahan aap araam se sofe pe bath kar jo dekhna hai dekh lijiyega …”

Kamya ko Aslam ke itna paas khade hokar kuch jo raha tha … actually darwaja kholne k baad se hi hone laga tha … iss liye thoda hadbada kar boli. Par jo sabd uske munh se nikle unhe sun kar khud sharma gayi.

– “Jaisa tu bole.. kahin bhi dika … mujhe kya … “

Kamya ne clinic ka darwaja khola aur ander ghus gai..
Jaise hi Kamya ne apni pith Aslam ki taraf ki Aslam k muh se ek siti nikal gayi…

– ”Hai teri nangi chikni kamar … aaj kya mera katal karne ka irada hai?? Kya mast lag rahi hai tu.. ek dam kisi heroine k mafik.. wo katrina bhi tere aage chai kam pani hai…Bhenchod.. teri nangi pith dekh k to mera loda lungi se bahar ane k machal raha hai… dekh kaise tambu ban diya hai lungi ka … ha-ha-ha-ha-ha”

Aslam ki language ki bhaddi shararat ko ignore Kamya ke liye mushkil ho raha tha, par usmain chupi apne liye ki gayi tareef hi Kamya k liye mayne rakhti thi.. Aslam k tareef aur uske tareeke dono se Kamya ab thodi anandit hone lagi thi… abhi tak sabhye samaj me uthti baithti Kamya ko itni khuli tareef aur itne gande lafz ab kuch kuch acche lagne lage the …

Clinic main jate hi Kamya ne light k switch ko on kiya.. lekin kuch na huva.. Kamya ne do teen baar try kiya lekin phir bhi kuch na huva… Kamya k try k dekh kar Aslam mand mand muskura raha tha…
(Jab fuse hi nikal diya hai to light kaise chalu hogi??)

– “Lagta hai light chali gai hai…ya shayad kuch aur problem hai… Electrician ko bula leti hu..”

Aslam ye expect nahi kar raha tha… Aaj wo kisi ko apne aur Kamya k bich nahi aana dena chah raha tha… Aur waise bhi Aslam to moka hi dhund raha tha apna gussa dikhane ka..

– “Kaisa Electrician.. ?? Tera yaar lagta hai kya wo… jo bus moka dekha nahi k chali bulane..?? Saali pichli baar wo mechanic aur iss bar ye electrician..?? Kahi tune hi to light bandh nahi ki?? Taki electrician ko bulane k naam pe mujhe yaha se nikal sake.. Sali madarchod.. pata nahi kitne yaar paal rakhen hai tune…. sach sach bata.. Tu mera illaj karna to chahti hai ya yun hi dana phenk rahi hai…?”

Aslam ko dobara gussa hote dekh Kamya thodi ghabra gai..
(ye kya ho gaya.. I need to cool him down)

– “Thik hai agar aap nahi chahoge to main electrician ko nahi bulaungi.. Please aap shant ho jaiye ..Tumh…Aapke liye hi main itni taiyar hui hu… Please mujh par shak mat karo..kijiye”
– “Hmm To thik hai… koi jarorat nahi hai Electrician bilectrician ko bulane ki…. Acchi bhali roshni to aa rahi hi tere clinic main… Kon si padhai karni hai jo tujhe light chahiye…”
– “Nahi light nahi.. wo Ac ya fan bhi on nahi ho payga na… garmi lagegi aapko”
– “Meri garmi ki itni fikar hai tujhe… Garmi to nikal hi jaygi… Kahi tu garam mat ho jana… aur waise bhi hum garib logo ko garmi jhelne ki adat hai… tu kuch der bina Ac ya fan k reh bhi legi to kon si garmi se pighal jaygi…?!”
– “Ji thik hai jaisa aap bolo… agar aapko chalega to mujhe bhi chalega”

Bolne ko to Kamya ne bol diya tha.. par hamesha se AC main rahi Kamya k liye garmi sehna bolne jitna aasan nahi tha… par woh Aslam ko gussa bhi nahi karana chahati thi.

Kamya ko garmi kuch zyada hi lag rahi thi … kyunki clinic me aate hi usse parson din ki Aslam se saath hui chooma chaati yaad aa gayi.

(… uss din inhone ne mujhe kaise apni majboot bahon me pakad kar masla tha … mai to pagal si ho gayi thi jab inhone apni moti ungli andar ghusedi thi … kitna ragda tha mujhe apni ungli se hi … badmash hain bahut … kuch bhi lehaz nahi kiya tha ki mai ek doctor hun, bas ek aurat ki tarah treat kia tha mujhe … aur mai bhi to kitni uttejit ho gai thi unke choote hi … kaise pighal si gayi thi inki bahon me … madhosh ho gayi thi inke chumban se … uff … kaise jibh choos choos kar choomte hain … poora munh inke thook se gila ho gaya tha … aur mai to bas chipak hi gay thi inse … jab mera release hua tha … ab aaj phir aa gaye hain issi kamre me … bas mai aur ye … aur aaj to mera badan poori numaish par hai … jaroor fadfada raha hoga inka lungi me … kaise bole the .. ki tambu ban agay hai … hi-hi-hi-hi … gandi baate karna to koi inse seekhe … tambu … meri to himmat hi nahi ho rahi hai udhar dekhne ki … agar sacchi me tambu hua to … mai to sharam se mar hi jaungi … kya karenge yeh aaj mere saath … kya me inko control kar paungi … dress hi aisi paehani hai maine … koi napunsak me bhi jaan aa jaye mujhe dekh kar .. aur ye to poore mard hain … uff … kaise bachaoungi me ajj apne app ko inse … mushkil hai … par thoda to karne dena padega na … nahi to rooth jayenge … shayad jyada na mana karun to illaj bhi thik hoga … pichli baar to mana karne ka mauka hi nahi mila … jaise hi god mmai baithi thi, ye shuru ho gaye the … kitne utavle the … to aaj to aur bhi jyada karenge na … kyun pehani maine yeh dress … sab Sameer ki vajah se hai … agar woh meri insult nahi karta uss alice ke saath so kar … to kya mujhe apni sundarta ki numaish karni padti doosron ke saamne … ab to bhugatna padega Sameer tumhe apni bewafai ka nateeja … aaj tumhari thukrai hui bivi ko ek doosra mard hi batayega – feel karayga – ki woh wastav me kitni sundar hai …)

yeh sab soch kar Kamya garam bhi hoti ja rahi thi aur ek anjaane darr se ghir bhi gayi thi. Upar se AC aur fan dono band the. Aisa lag raha tha ki bukhar chad raha ho. Excitement aur darr ke karan uski twacha par paseene ki shine aa gayi thi. Poora badan paseene ki nami aur andar uth rahe khumaar se bhaari bhaari sa lagne laga tha. Clinic ki kam roshni me bhi Kamya ek sulagte angare ki tarah chamak rahi thi.

Aslam ko yahi to chahiye tha.. Pasine main lath path Kamya ka gora jism… Jab Aslam pehli baar Kamya ko raste main lift di thi aur ussne kamya ko pasine se bhiga huva dekha tha .. to jo excitement kamya k pasine se bhige roop ne usse di thi wo yaad kar ke hi Aslam ne tay kar liya tha k pehli chudai mai to usse ussi roop mai Kamya chahiye… Beshak Kapde na ho uske jism par par Pasina to chahiye hi

Aslam bhi clinic k andar aa gaya.. usse apne kareeb pa kar Kamya thodi piche hat gai… Aslam ne apni shirt darwaje k pass pade sofe per fek di.. Gandi jalidar baniyan main se Aslam ki chati k baal najar aa rahe the… kale safed balo ka jungal sa ug raha tha us par … chaudi saand si chati par, bhari bharkam kandhon aur bajuon par … Kameez phenk kar Aslam thoda aur aage badha.. Kamya thoda aur piche khiski… Aslam ka reaction dekh k wo decide nahi kar paa rahi thi k wo kya kare… aar apne normal reaction ko wo change nahi kar sakti thi… abhi to pehli baar tha…

Aslam piche hata aur sofe pe jaa ke beth gaya…Kamya ne thodi chain k saans li… Kamya k dimag aab bhi soch raha tha ki shuru kahan se kare… bethe bethe to usne bhot se plan banaye the, par practical main dimag utna sath nahi de raha tha… specially Aslam ka majboot kala mota badan apne saamne paa kar …

(… kaise saand ki tarah phail ke baith gayen hain ye … dekhne se hi lagta hai ki bahut dam hai inme … mote hain to kya hua … iss umar me to mard log mote ho hi jaate hain … par kahin bhi inpar thulthuli charbi nahi chadi hai … jo kuch bhi hai ek dam patthar ki tarah sakht hai … maine chu kar ehsas kia hai inka yeh majboot badan … jab me inki god me baith kar inse lipti hui thi …)

Aslam ki moujoodgi mai Kamya apne man par ankush nahi laga pa rahi thi … jitan woh Aslam ko ek patient ke nazariye se dekhna chahati thi, utna hi … baar baar uska man Aslam ki taraf, uski takat aur majbooti ki taraf, uske saath bitaye un meethe sansanikhej lamho ki taraf hi daudta tha.

Aslam sofe k bicho bich beth gaya aur apne hatho k sofe k back rest par faila dia.. mano ghar ka malik wo hi ho…

– “ha to hum kya baat kar rahe the… tere clinic main ghusne se pehle”
– “Wo Electrician ki…“
– “Are wo nahi.. Teri taiyari k bare main.. ”

Aslam ko Kamya k muh se hi bulwane main maja aa raha tha.. wo bhi tab jab kamya khud bolne se sharma rahi ho…
Kamya bhi samajh chuki thi k Aslam kya chahta hai… Kamya na chahte hue bhi aab ek docter k tarah se kam aur ek aurat ki tarah samajhne lagi thi.

– “Wo aap dekhna chahte the k main aap k mang k hisab se thik se taiyar hui hu ya nahi…”
– “Accha… Chal bata meri mange kya thi?”
– “Wo main..”
– “Ha tu.. meri randi.. Bata na”

Kamya ko bahot sharam aa rahi thi..Aslam k mango k hisab se taiyar hona aur wo apne muh se explain karna dono alag alag baate thi.. aur dusri jyada mushkil thi… Par Kamya na to har manne walo main se thi.. nahi wo Aslam ko naraj ya mayus karna chaha rahi thi..

– “wo aap ne kaha tha k meri saree ek trasnsparent honi chahiye… to yeh dekhiye yeh saree transparent hai na …”
– “Hmmm.. Wo to hai.. chal ye to sahi hai..Teri saree main se mujhe tera pura badan dikh raha hai… ab dusra..?”
– “Dusra mera blouse backless ho…aur aage se deep neck ho… Aur meri is choti si choli me … na … na to …back hai aur na hi front … bus do dhaagon se bandhi hai”.

yeh kehate hue Kamya ke gaal sharam se laal ho gaye the.
Kamya apne humiliation ko thoda english words use kar k kam karne ka try kar rahi thi…

– “Jara piche ghum to… abhi maine tere pichwadeko thik se nahi dekha…”

Kamya thodi jhijak k saath piche ghum gai…
– “Ek dam mast..Tune to ummeed se bhi badh kar kaam ko anjam diya hai…Pith dikhni chahiye bola tha.. tune puri pith hi nangi kardi..tere mamme dikhne chahiye bola to tune unhe bhi takriban nanga hi kar diya…. wah meri Randi.. kya bhara huva sina hai tera aur kya chikni pith hai teri.. hai… kya mast rand lag rahi hai tu.. Chal ab wapas ghum ja”

Kamya Aslam k kahe mutabik wapis ghum gai.. Kamya ka badan garmi, aur nervousness k mare pasina chodne laga tha.. choti choti passene ki boonde ab uske badan par nazar aane lagin thi … aur clinic ke mahoul me ek a ajeeb si khumaari aane lagi thi …

– “Waise maanna padega… wade ki ekdam pakki hai tu…Jaisa bola waise hi kiya tune.. Bhenchod.. agar aise hi tujhe koi bahar rasto par dekhle to wahin patak ke thok de tujhe Par iss main ek kami hai..”

– “Kami..? wo kya bhala?”
Kamya ne Aslam se tareef k baad ye sunna expect nahi kiya tha..

Aslam ne apni shirt uthai aur uski jeb main se paper main pack kiya huva ek packet nikala… Paper aslam ne fad k fek diya.. usmain ek gajara tha… mogre k safed phulo ka gajara… Mogre k phulo k bhini bhini khusboo se kamra thoda bhar sa gaya…

– “Ye.. Tere liye laya hu… bilkool waisa jaise apni dono biwio k liye le jata tha… ab jab tu b meri sharte maan rahi hai aur mujhe pati ka darza de rahi hai.. to mai bhi tujhe biwi ke adhikaar dunga … Chal aaja mere paas, main hi laga deta hu tere balo main… … dekh saali, un dono ne to dhoka de diya mujhe, tu mut aisa kario … nahi to mai kahin ka nahi rahunga … bahut umeed lejkar aya hu tere pass … ki tu mujhe nayi jindagi degi … bol… degi na …”,
Aslam ne Kamya par emotioanl teer chalaya.

AUr teer theek nishaane par jake laga. Aslam ki gift ko dekh kar Kamya bhi emotinal si ho gai…
(Iss insaan ki language chahe crude hi sahi.. par ye meri kitni fikra karta hai… aur ek woh Sameer hai … kabhi mere liye aaj tak ek phool bhi nahi laya… Kyn lata bhala… usse to bas un gorio main interest hai… )

Waise to ab Kamya bhi khud chahati thi ki Aslam uske balo main gajara lagaye… pichle wakye ki soch kar Aslam ke paas baithne se thoda jhijhak rahi thi … kuch kuch sharma rahi thi. thodi der apni jagah par hi khadi rahi. Uski jhijhak mehsoos karte hi Aslam ko phir se gussa dikhane ka mauka mil gaya.
– “Haramzaadi … kutiya … mere paas aane se teri maa chud jayegi kya … bhenchod … jitna mai tera khayal rakhne ki sochta hun … tu utna hi bhav khati hai … saali kutiya … tang aa gaya hum mai tere nakhron se … saali randi … chupchap aake baithti hai ki nahi …”.

Aslam ka chera gusse se tamtamne laga (maanna padega, acting kitni acting acchi kar leta hai hamra Aslam). Kamya usse dekh kar bilkul sakpaka gayi. Waise bhi uska man har taraf se vichilit tha – Sameer ki bewafai, pichli chooma-chaati ki gudgudi yaaden, uske apne sanskaar, aur uski apni angdayi leti hui chupi icchayen, aur unke oopar Aslam ke gussa hone se uski nakamyaabi ki jhalak – sab mila kar Kamya hi halat acchi nahi thi.

– “… nahi nahi … please … dekhiye gussa mat hoyie … please … mai … mai mana to nahi kar rahi hun na … please … mujhe thoda time to dijiye …”

– “teri maa ko chodun … bhenchod … mai koi faltu baitha hun yahan … kuttiya ki aulaad … nakhre to aise kar rahi jaise koi sati savitri ho … sali … randi ke mafik aadhi nangi khadi hai aur bhenchod mujhe apni fazul ki bakchodi me phasana chahati hai … randi ki pilli … ghar bulaane ka shouk hai tujhe … phone pr to bahut bolti hai … ab gussa hone ka mauka nahi dungi … theek se illaj karoongi … sab kuch karoongi jo aap chahate ho … aur jab mai sala bewakoof … betichod sala … loda latkaye tere ghar aata hun to kutiya ko paas baithne me bhi takleef ho rahi hai … sala mai hi bewakoof that jo socha … chal bechaari randi akeli hogi … koi poonchne wala nahi hoga … sali ka dil behlaane apne khoon paseene ki kamai se uske liye gajra lekar jata hun … jab aaj woh mujhe khus karne wali hai to mai bhi usse thoda khush kar doon … paas aane ko bola to haramzadi mana karti ha … tujhe chodne k liye thodi paas bula raha hun abhi … to sali gajra pehanne se aanakaani kyun kar rahi hai … mere khoon paseene ki bejati kari hai tune … sali do takae ki randi … kya samajhti hai tu apne aap ko…”

… … … aur “TADAAK” apni hi acting me kho kar, taish me aa kar Aslam ne Kayma ke gal par ek jordaar jhapad maar diya.

Ek cheek ke saath Kamya jhapad ke waar se ladkhadati hui sofe par ja giri. Uska pallu neech zameen par latak raha tha … Kamya ka poora dhad us choti si choli ke cups ke alwa nanga tha … aur lambi lambi saanse lene ki wajah se uske dono boobs upar neeche hote nazar aa rahe the … Kamya to iss halat mae dekh kar Aslam ka lauda akadne lada aur uski lungi me ban hua ubhar ab wakayi tambu ka akaar lene laga tha …

(bhenchod … kahin jyada to nahi kar diya maine … par ab mujhse bardaash nahi hota … jo ho gaya so ho gaya … dekhte hain kya bolti hai … uske mutabik sambhaloonga isse … waise bhi jab se aya hun dekh raha hun ki kuch ukhdi-ukhdi hui hai … meri wajah se to nahi ho sakti … nahi to sali aisa libaas nahi pehanti … mere saamne aadhi nangi ho kar aane ka ek hi matlab hai … ki sali khud bhi chahati hai mujhse karwana … itni bholi bhi nahi hai jo na smajhti ho is tarah se akele mard se milne ka matlab … kuch aur baat hai … jo bhi ho … bachegi nahi aaj … sali ki jawani acche se nichod kar hi dam loonga … par ab isse sambhalan hai … pata karta hun kyo udas dikh rahi hai … theek se sambhal liya to sali khud hi haath me pakad kar andar dalwayegi … bhenchod Aslam tune kabhi itta bada khel nahi khela … lele ab jindagi ke maje …)

Udhar Kamya thapad kha kar poori tarah se baukhla gayi … thapad ki maar se aankho me pani bhar aya … usse darr bhi lag raha tha … aur kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha ki yeh kya ho gaya …
(… oh no … meri lakh koshishon ke bawajood ye gusse se bhar gayen hai … kitne jatan ke saath apne ko sajaya sanwara tha inke liye … sab matti palit kar dia meri jhijhak ne … kyon nahi gayi mai unke pass unke bulaane par … kitna soch kar phool laye the mere liye … baalon me lagana hi to chahate the … ab kya hoga …)

Iss samay Kamya ki mansik stithi ajeeb si ho rahi thi … Aslam jaise neeche darje ke aadmi se apne hi ghar me thapad kha kar Aslam par gussa aane k bajay usse Aslam ke gusse ka khayal hi tha … darr apni hifajat ke bajay Aslam ke gusse me chale jaane ka tha … apne ko hi pjir se kasurwar maan kar uske jeahn me bas ek hi khayal tha … kisi bhi tarah Aslam ko jaane se rokna hai … usse shant karna hai … chahe usse iske liye koi bhi keemat deni pade … chahe apne husn ka istimaal karna pade … Usman ki baat usse yaad thi … par apni haisiyat bhool gayi thi … poori tarah Aslam uske dimaag par haabi ho gaya tha.

– “… please, mujhe maaf kar dijiye … mujh se bhool ho gayi phir se … kya karun … koshish to poori kar rahi hun … par baar baar galti kar baithti hun … please app apna gussa thook dijiye … aise gusse me mat jaiye … mai aapka mood thik kardoongi … aapko khush karke hi bhejungi … aise gusse me nahi … please … dekhiye koshish ki hai na maine abhi tak … apne aap ko aapke liye sajaane ke liye … dekhiye … aapne jaise kapde pehanne ko bola tha … waise hi pehanne hai maine … dekhiye … aise cchod kar mat jaiye … please … mujhe maaf karke mujhe apne haathon se gajra pehna dijiye … please … Zoya ke abbu … mujh se khafa mat hoiye …”
usmaan ki baat dimaag me rakh ke Kamya ne apna badan upar ko ubhara … jaise numaish me pesh kar rahi ho. yeh bhi nahi soch ki woh kar kya rahi hai.

(abbe … bhenchod … bhen ki lodi to pagla gayi hai lagta hai bol to aise rahi ho jaise mai sach me iska khasam hun … mujhe kya … sali apna jism khud paros rahi hai to mai kyun peeche rahu … sali ko jhapad kha kar bhi akal nahi aayi … accha hi hua … chud kar report nahi kara payegi ab … sala pehale se pata hota to aaj se pehale hi thapad raseed diya hota … khair ab to loot le maje sale jitha loot sakta hai … aisi hasin kaniz kahan milegi tujhe … ab to beta savari karne ke liye kamar kas le aur kood pad maidaan me).

Aslam apne hairaani ko chupa kar, acting karte hue bola
– “Dekh … maine tujhe pehale hi bola tha … kisi baat ke liye mana mat kario … dekh liya meri baat na maanne ka anjaam … par tune mujhe ijjat di hai Zoya ke abbu bulakar … to tujhe maaf kar raha hun … tujhe to pata hai ki mai aurat se ijjat ka kitna pyaasa hun … chal uth kar baith ab acchi randi ki tarah … tera yaar tere baalon me garjra bandhega”.
Aslam ne aage bhad kar Kamya ki nangi banha thami aur usse baithne me madad ki … aur uske peeche Kamya se lagbhag chipak kar baith gaya. Kamya ka ek haat abhi bhi uske gaal par tha jahan jhapad pada tha.
Aslam ne apne hatho se Kamya k balo main gajara dala…Gajara dalte waqt Aslam ki najar Kamya ki nagi pith par hi thi… jis par pasine ki boonde dikh rahi thi… jo Kamya k nange pan ko aur bhi jyada sexy bana raha tha…
Aslam ne Kamya k lambe balo ko pakad kar Kamya k balo k right kandhe se age ki taraf kar diya.. ab Kamya ki puri pith uske samne nangi thi… bas blouse ki dori jo pith pe thi aur ek knot jo uske gale ke piche thi jis per uske mangalsutra ki dori bhi thi dikh rahi thi….

Aslam ne Kamya k left Kandhe per Kiss kiya. Kamya k muh se ek aaah nikal gai… Aslam ki dadi ka ehsaas hote hi Kamya sharma si gai… kho si gai.. Aslam ne ek aur kiss ki par iss bar jaise uske kandhe ko muh me lene ki koshish ki… iss vajah se Kamya ka kandha Aslam ki thook se thoda gila ho gaya…par maja aur eroticness ka jo ehsaas iss kiss se huva wo usse pehli baar huva tha

Aslam ne bhi Kamya k gal par se uske haath ko hataya.. aur Kamya ko piche khicha aur uske gaal par bhi ek kiss kiya.. Kamya ki ankhe bandh ho gai…Iss waqt Aslam ka hath Kamya k ek baju ko pakde huye tha aur dusra hath Kamya ki Kamar ke upar ghum raha tha… uski naram naram gori kamar ka ehsaas ek dam makhmali tha…Kamya bhi iss ehsaas se anchui nahi thi…

Jab Aslam Kamya ke galo ko chu raha tha to uski najar Kamya boobs par ja rahi thi jo piche aur Kamya k piche mude hone ki wajah se usse uper ka view de rahe the… jisse wo aur bhi sexy lag rahe the… Dono gool boobs ek dusre ko daba rahe the.. aur unke bich ek gehri si khai ki lakeer ja rahi thi…Aslam ka lund uss najare par apni tedhi najar dal kal Kamya ke galo ko kiss kiye jaa raha tha… aur sath hi uske hath Kamya k badan ko sehla rahe the.
Aslam Kamya k gale, gaal aur kandhe ko kiss karte karte bol raha tha…
– “Kyun aisa kuch karti hai ki mujhe <kiss> gussa aa jay… tere jesi pari pe hath utha kar mujhe bhi accha nahi lagta <kiss>… lekin gusse main mujhe kuch <kiss> samajh nahi ata… ese waqt par mujhe sirf meri <Kiss> biwiyan hi sambhal payi hai <kiss> aaj tak.. aaj tune bhi <kiss>wo kar dikhaya… aab mujhe thoda thoda yakeen hone laga hai <kiss> ki tu mera illaj kar payegi..”
Kamya kahi na kahi Aslam ki kiss main ek ajeeb sa maja le rahi thi.. Kabhi kabhar aisa maja usse Sameer k sath bhi aya tha jab Sameer ne usse bhi kandho par ya gale par kiss ki thi… sex se pehle… Par Aslam ke khurdare hoth aur dadhi ki chubhan usse ehsaas dila rahe the ki ye uske sameer nahi hai… aur sameer ka khayal aate hi Kamya thodi si present main aa gai…
Kamya ko laga jaise wo Sameer ko dhokha de rahi hai… Par achanak use Sameer ke dhokhe(?) ka bhi khayal aya… Par uske sanskar usse jo chij galat hai wo karne ki choot nahi de rahe the.. aur accha lagne ke bawjood wo ekdamse thoda uncomfartable feel karne lagi.. Dil usse thoda bhari bhari feel hone laga….

Kamya ne apna hath dhire se Aslam ke hatho se chudaya aur phir Aslam ke galo par apna hath le ja kar usse piche hath ne ka isshara kiya… Aslam ne bhi kya baat hai janne ke liye kiss ko to rok diya… par uske hatho ne Kamya ko masalna chalu rakha…

– “Please Aslam…ab bas bhi kijiye.. YE thik nahi hai..”
– “Kya thik nahi hai… Hum galat bhi kya kar rahe hai… Ek pappi hi to hai..”
– “Ye main aapke sath… Please main samajh nahi paa rahi hu… Sameer ne jo kiya uske baad mujhe ye jyada hi galat lag raha hai…”
Kamya k bato ko sun k Aslam ka dimag thanka..(Ohh..to ye uss chutiye ki wajah se gumsum lag rahi hai… sale ne mera kaam aur assan kar diya… Ab agar maine thikse uske taraf ke gusse ko kaam main liya to ye apne aap meri ho jaygi)

– “Kyun ?? kya kiya uss gandu ne?”
Kamya ko laga k ghar ki baate hai aur Aslam bahar wala hai.. usse share nahi karni chahiye aur ussne baate ghumani chahi…

– “Nahi unhone kuch nahi kiya.. wo bas… aise hi…”
Kamya ne baat ghumane ke liye khadi huyi aur Aslam ke liye nasta lene jane lagi… Khade hote hi ussne apni sadi ka pallu thik kiya…
– “Main tu…Aap ke liye nasta le ke aati hu…”
Aslam ne bhi Kamya ka hath pakad liya aur usse jate huye rok liya

– “Nasta gaya maa ki chut main…aab bata bhi… sala main aya tab se dekh raha hu tu thodi gumsum hai… aab bata bhi de…”
Kamya batana bhi chahti thi aur nahi bhi… Aslam ne Kamya ke chehre par confusion dekh liya… Usne Kamya ke dil ko tatolne ke liye phir se bola..
– “Bol bhi de.. Sali lagta hai tu abhi bhi mujhe apna dost nahi samjhti….bhenchod… main to tujhe apni dost samjh ke aya tha… ek dost ko hi koi apne dil ki baat bata sakta hai… sala lagta hai tune mujhe apna dost samjha hi nahi… Madarchod… Jab main yaha aya to maine tujhe Randi keh kar bulaya… kyun??? Kyun ki ek dost dusre ko kuch bhi bol sakta hai… iss liye main bhi tujhe dil se kuch bhi bol de raha hu… maine tujh par hath bhi uthaya… kyun:? Kyun ki main tujhe dost samajhta hu… warna kisi gair pe main kya hath utha sakta hu bhala… maine ilaj shuru hone se pehle hi tujhe bola tha ki main apne dost ke samne hi khul paunga… maine to tujhe dost maan liya.. par shayad tune mujhe dost nahi mana… iss ka matlab tujhe main jo ye randi bulata hu… gandi gandi galiya de raha hu wo bhi tujhe pasand nahi hoga na…. matlab tu abhi tak sirf dikhava kar rahi thi… kyun hai na??? “

Aslam ek saans main itna sab kuch bol gaya… par ussne Kamya ko emotional kar ke usse sach ugalwane ka jo rasta socha tha wo kaam kar gaya… Aur Kamya jo ki pehle se hi khud ko akela mehsoos kar rahi thi wo Aslam ki shakal main usse jo ek dost mila hai usske dur hone ka wo seh nahi paa rahi thi… Pata nahi kyun wo chah rahi thi ki Aslam uske pass rahe… uski maujudgi usse ek security ki aur relaxation ki feeling de rahi thi… jisse wo khona nahi chah rahi thi… Wo apne par ilzam lagta dekh kar khud ko rok na saki… wo Aslam ko rokna chahti thi… kisi bhi kimat par… Wo aslam ko yakeen dilana chahti thi ki wo jo soch raha hai wo galat hai…

– “Nahi nahi.. Aslam aisa bilkool nahi hai…”
– “Accha.. to sahi kya hai…bata mujhe”
– “Wo wo.. darasal..”
– “Sali batati hai k nahi…madarchod”
Ye sunte hi Kamya ka ek hath apne app apne gaal par aa gaya.

Aslam ki bato aur garmi ki wajah se Kamya ka badan paseene se bhigne laga tha… ek alag si chamak de raha tha ye pasina uske badan ko…
Sath hi Aslam bhi ab pasine se bhig raha tha… Kamya aur uske pasine ki khusboo mahol ko aur bhi erotic bana rahe the…..
– “Accha to tujhe jara bhi bura nahi lagta jab main tujhe Randi kehta hu??”

Kamya ne kuch soch ke kaha
– “Ji bilkool nahi…”
– “Accha to chal khadi ho ja…”

Kamya bina kuch soche khadi ho gai…
– “Ab bol main Randi hu….”

Kamya ke liye ye ab koi nayi baat nahi thi, par abhi jo mud uska tha usmain ye bolna thoda mushkil tha… par agar na bole to Aslam ke bura man jane ka khatara tha…
– “Main Ra… Mujhse nahi hoga”

– “Sali natak mat kar… dekh mujhe saboot chahiye tu sach main mera illaj karna chahti hai…. Tujhe meri galiyon se jara bhi bura nahi lagta.. Mujhe tay karna hai ki tujhe galiyon se hi jara bhi bura nahi lagta…Samjhi… Aisa samjha ye uss saza ka hissa hai jo main tujhe dena chahta tha… aur jiske liye tune bhi hami bhari thi… apni bahen ki kasam kha kar… to ye to tujhe pura karna hi padega”
– “Saza??”
– “Ha Saza… Wo hi saza jo tune mujhe TU kehkar bulane par apni galti maan kar manjoor ki thi… aur bola tha ki main apki har baat manungi… Yaad aya…??”
– “Ji”
Kamya to SAZA ke bare main bhul hi gai thi.. par ab wo piche nahi hat sakti thi… Agar ab wo mukar jaygi to Aslam ka bharosa us par se uth jayga… Aslam uski koi bhi baat ka kabhi bharosa nahi karega.. Jo uske illaj main adchan ban sakti thi… Kamya ne thoda socha aur tay kiya ki wo Aslam ki haar baat manegi… Khud ke dukh ko bhulake Aslam ko khus karna hai… Uska illaj karna hai(?)

– “To ab Khadi ho ja aur apni Saza sun aur puri kar…”
– “Ji.. Bataiye kya hai meri saza… Bas ye bolna meri saza hai?”
– “Sirf bolna nahi… Puri saza abhi batata hu… Pehle thik se mere samne khadi ho ja”
Aslam wapis sofe pe ja ke beth gaya..
– “Ab bol main Randi hu…”
– “Main Randi Hu..”
– “Bol.. Main Aslam ki Randi hu… Wo mera malik hai”
– “Main Aslam ki Randi hu… Wo mera malik hai”
Kamya ne kuch zizak aur himmat ke sath bol diya..

– “Kya tu sach main Randi hai?”
– “Ha”
– “To sabit kar…”
Kamya kuch samajh nahi pai…
– “Kya matlab?”
– “Matlab .. ye ki jo tune bola wo sabit kar… “
– “Wo kaise”
– “Mera lund chuske”
Ye bolke Aslam ne apna hath apne lund pe ghumaya…
Aslam ko bhi ab lag raha tha ki ab khul ke samne aane ka waqt aa chuka hai.. abhi issko gol gol baate nahi sidhi baate hogi…
– “Chii.. Wo main kaise kar sakti hu… Ye aap kya chah rahe hai… ye kaisi saza hai..”
Aslam janta tha… Kamya sidhe sidhe ha nahi kahegi… Par kahi na kahi wo samajh gaya tha ki Kamya na bhi nahi kahegi… Kahi na kahi wo bhi Aslam ke sath ye sab karna chah rahi thi… Wo bas apni sharm ko nahi chod paa rahi thi…

Aslam Kamya k expression se samajh paa raha tha ki wo kya chah rahi thi.. Par wo sharma rahi thi… aur uski baato main jo jhijak thi usse pata chal raha tha ki wo bas sharma rahi hai… par agar thik se handle kiya gaya to wo khud se hi usska lund chusegi… Par shayad Aslam ke direct approch se wo ghabra gai hai… Itni jaldi aur sidha sidha ussne ye expect nahi kiya hoga na… to confuse bhi hogi ki kya bole…!!
(Isse thoda sambhal ke dabana padega…)

– “Are main to majak kar raha tha… “

Aslam ne ek kamini muskaan ke sath kaha… Aslam ki akhari baat sun kar Kamya bhi thodi relax ho gai.. Par phir Aslam ki agli baat se wo relaxation wapis chali gai…

– “Are par ek kaam to tujhe karna hi padega… jisse mujhe yakin ho jay ki tu mere bartav se gussa nahi hai… Meri galiya tujhe pasand hai… Aur tune ye jo kapde pehne hai mere liye pehan ke tujhe koi ghutan nahi ho rahi hai… Koi be-maan se nahi pehne hai tune…”
– “Nahi nahi… Aslam maine ye kapde jara bhi be-maan se nahi pehne hai… mujhe to pasad hai aise kapde pehenna… Main to kai baar aise kapde pehenti hu…”
– “Accha to tu aise kapde pehanti hi hai… aise kapde jisme jism dikhe aise kapde pehana tujhe pasand hai…?”
– “Ha ha bilkool.. Waise bhi aise kapde aaj kal ki fashion main hai… Usse modern kapde kehte hai… ye bhi ek modern sari hai so thodi exposing hai..”

Kamya apni aur se full try kar rahi thi ki Aslam ko yakeen dila sake ki aise kapde pehanna uske liye ekdam normal hai… aur usse kuch bhi uncomfertable nahi lag raha hai…

Lekin Aslam bahot acche se samajh raha tha ki Kamya jo bhi bol rahi hai usse fuslane ke liye bol rahi hai.. Taki usse bura na lage… Kamya sach main utni comfertable nahi thi jitna wo bata rahi thi… Aur iss wajah se Aslam ko Kamya se ye baat karne main aur bhi maja aa raha tha… Aise wo Kamya ko jyada asani se open kar sakta tha…

– “Par mujhe lag raha hai tu jhoot bol rahi hai…Lagta hai ki tu aise kapde kabhi nahi pehanti hogi…”
– “Nahi Aslam main bilkool jhoot nahi bol rahi… aise kapde main kai dafa pehanti hu… warna aap hi batao.. mere pass ye saree kaise hoti? Main to isse bhi jyada expose wale kapde pahenti hu…”

Kamya thodi josh main aake kuch jyada hi jhoot bol gai.. Aslam ne bhi isse thoda aur jyada khichne ki sochi…

– “Accha to ye bata ki aaj tak main tune sab se jyada badan dikhane wala kya pehna hai..?? Bahar… ghar main nahi”

Aslam ke iss saval se Kamya soch main pad jati hai… Aisa nahi tha ki usne exposing kapde pehle kabhi nahi pehne the… Par uske kapde kabhi jyada exposing nahi the…Ha ek baar college main kuch dosto ke force main usne mini skirt pehan li thi… jo kafi choti thi… Jismain wo bahot uncomfertable thi.. Aur uss wajah se hi usne phir kabhi short kapde jyada nahi pehne… kamse kam public main to bahot kam.. Apni college ki baat yaad ate hi Kamya ne Aslam ko wahi batane ka maan bana liya .. taki baat banani na pade aur jhoot bhi na bolna pade…
Kamya ne kuch socha aur phir thodi himmat kar ke.. Thoda open hone ka try kar ke bol diya

– “Sabse chota maine ek baar Mini skirt pehna tha…”
– “Mini skirt??? Wo kya hota hai..?”

Aslam ko bhi aisi bato main ab maja aa raha tha.. wo bhi tab jab Kamya hi jyada comfertable nahi thi tab uska maan aur bhi jyada maja le raha tha iss baat ka..

– “Wo wo…”

Bolne ko to bol diya par… Mini skirt kya hota hai.. wo samjhana koi aasan kam nahi tha… Wo bhi sharmili Kamya ke liye…

– “Ha ha bata… hota kya hai ye mini saakart…? Dikhta kaisa hai??”
– “Wo ek chota frock type hota hai…”
– “Frock?? Wo jo choti choti bacchiya pehanti hai…wahi na?? Par wo tumne bachpan main pehna hoga… main to tumhare javani ki baat kar raha hu…”

Aslam jan bujh kar anjan hone ka dhong kar raha tha…
– “Ha .. main bhi meri javani ki hi baat kar rahi hu…”
– “Phir usmain kya… Frock hoga to wo teri size ke hisab se hi hoga na…

Usmain kya dikhta hoga..? Meri betiyan bhi pehanti thi.. main janta hu frock kya hota hai… Kuch nahi dikhta usmain..”

Aslam ke muh par saval ko puchte samay ek kamini muskan thi… Kamya iss muskan ko dekh rahi thi.. par shayad samajh na nahi chah rahi thi.. ya shayad himmat nahi juta paa rahi thi ki wo Aslam ke samne bol de ke wo usske sath aisi baat na kare..

Kahi na kahi Kamya bhi samajh rahi thi ki Aslam shayad usse ye saab baate jan bujh kar bulva raha hai.. par shayad apni iss soch par Kamya ko khud yakeen nahi tha.. aur wo without confidence Aslam ko kuch bolne ki himmat nahi juta paa rahi thi… Darasal Aslam ka thappad khane ke baat wo confidence aane par bhi Aslam ke samne muh shayad na khol pay… Ek dar sa beth gaya tha uske dil main…Aslam ka.. Aur issi liye wo Aslam ke har saval ka javab dena chah rahi thi… Aud dar ke alawa bhi usse ek ajeeb si excitement feel ho rahi thi aisi baate karene par ..

Upar se Aslam ne apni betiyon ka example de ke Kamya ko thodi shock bhi kar diya tha.. Koi apni betiyon ke bare main kaise aisa kuch soch sakta hai…

Par Shaya Kamya nahi janti thi ki Aslam sirf soch se hi nahi… sach main ghatiya insaan hai… Kamya khud uske liye beti ki umar ki thi… Par Aslam ki najar main wo bas apni havas mitane ka jariya thi… Uske lund ki aag ko thanda karne ka tarika…

Kahi na kahi Kamya iss gandi soch ki vajah ko Aslam ki bimari maan rahi thi.. Aur aisi baat ko soch ke usse ye feel hota hai ki Aslam ko thik karna kitna jaroori hai… Aur isse Kamya main ek naya josh bhar jata hai… Usse ab kisi bhi keemat main Aslam ko thik karna tha… Aur iske liye usse Aslam ko gussa nahi hone dena tha.. aur uske liye usse Aslam ki har baat maani thi… Usse thik se study karna tha.. uski soch ko samajhna tha.. Thoda mushkil tha… par wo kar sakti hai aisa use vishwash tha.. Bas ye josh aate hi Kamya ek nayi urja ke sath baat ko aage badhati hai.. Aslam ki baat ka javab dene ke liye

– “Ye sahi hai Aslam .. Par main Frock nahi mini skirt ki baat kar rahi hu… mini ka matlab hi chota hota hai.. samjhe…Mini skirt matlab.. chota sa skirt…”
– “Ohh.. accha.. par kitna chota…tha tera saakart?”
– “Wo.. Kafi chota tha… Mere ghutno ke upar khatam ho jata tha…”

Kamya bhi kisi dost se baat kar rahi ho aise baate kar rahi thi…Apni baate share kar rahi thi..

– “Accha.. Ghutno ke upar matlab.. kitna upar ?? Jara apne hatho se to bata bhenchod.. kitna chota..”

Aslam ki baato main bhi aab excitement dikh rahi thi..wo khud ko sofe par adjust karta hai aur Kamye ke samne hi apne lund pe ek baar hath ghumata hai… jaise ki wo khuja raha ho..
(Sali se aisi baate karne main hi itna maja aa raha hai.. to pata nahi jab isski narm gori aur tight choot main jab main apna sakht kala aur mota lund dalunga tab kitna maja ayaga… Sali ko jaleel karne ka bhi apna hi maja hai..)

Kamya bhi aisi baato se excite feel kar rahi thi.. usse maja bhi aa raha tha aur dar bhi lag raha tha…Sharm bhi aa rahi thi.. aur dil kar raha tha ki sari sharm chod de…WO khud samajh nahi paa rahi thi ke usse aisi baate kaise acchi lag rahi hai… kyun lag raha hai ki aisi baate aur ho.. Aslam usse aur bhi kuch aisa puche jo usse pehle kabhi kisi ne nahi pucha.. jisska javab shayad wo kisi aur ko dene ke baremain soch bhi na sake.. sivay apne mard ke(Sameer ya Aslam!!).. Aur aslam ko excite dekh kar bhi usse maja aa raha tha…

Kamya ne apna hath apne ghutno aur chut ke bich se thoda upar ki aur rakha..

– “Itna.. aur upar ka top bhi iss blouse ki tarah backless aur sleeveless tha..”

Apne skirt ki size dikhane ke liye usse thoda jhukna pada.. aur iss wajah se uski saree ka pallo niche gir gaya… Kamya ke dress ko imagine kar ke aur usse boobo ko dekh ke Aslam ka lund funfunane lagta hai… Kamya ki nabhi aur boobs takriban khulle hi dikh rahe the.. upar se pasine se bhiga uska badan aur bhi sexy lag raha tha…

– “Ooohh Bhenchod.. Sali tum bade ghar ki laundiya.. Sali kya mast kapde pehanti ho.. itne kapdo main to maine sirf filmo ki randiyon ko hi dekha hai.. Sale hum garib log to tum jaisi ladkiyon ke kapde dekh ke apne pent main hi apna maal chod dete hai…Sali tu bhi to ek dam maal hai.. kya mast lagti hogi tu uss dress main… aur ye tere boobe… Bhenchod dil karta hai.. inko apni muthio main daba lu…Aaahhh”

Aslam ne pehli baar itna khul ke Kamya ki tareef ki thi wo bhi… itni gandi tareeke se… Kamya ko Sharm bhi aa rahi thi.. aur aisi language use pasand bhi aa rahi thi…. Kamya sidhi khadi ho ke apni saree ka paloo thik karna chah rahi thi… Par Aslam ne usse rok diya…

– “Kya tu sach bol rahi hai… Ki tune itna chota skirt pehna hai.. wo bhi bahar.. aur aise kadpe pehane main thujhe koi sharm nahi aati…??”
– “Ha bilkool.. main bhala jhoot kyun bolungi??”Kamya ne ab thoda confidence se kaha… Waise bhi wo kaha jhoot bol rahi thi(!!??)- To to tujhe abhi ye saree se apne aapko dhakne ki kya jaroorat… agar tu sach keh rahi hai to saree nikal ke side pe rakh de.. sirf saree aur blouse main bhi tera badan tune bataya un kapdo se to jyada hi dhakega… kyun??”Kamya apni hi baato main fas gai thi.. Ab wo na to mana kar sakti thi.. nahi ha kar sakti thi…- “Saree… wo wo kyun?”
– “Agar tu bol rahi hai.. waise kapde pehanna tere liye aam baat hai… to mujhe saboot chahiye… tu apni saree nikal de.. iss main tujhe koi dikkat to nahi honi chahiye.. hai na??”
– “Haa..”
– “To karna bhenchod.. warna bolde… abhi tak tune jo bhi bola jhoot tha.. taki mujhe bhi pata chale tu mera illaj hi jhoot ki buniyad pe shuru kar rahi hai… chodu bana rahi hai mujhe…”
Aslam ne thoda gusse se kaha…Kamya khud confuse thi… usse aisa karna chahiye ya nahi… Par Aslam ke samne apne aapko jhutha sabit karna Kamya ko majoor nahi tha… Agar wo jhoothi sabit ho gai to Aslam ka uss par se bharosa uth jayga.. aur phir wo usse apna illaj nahi karvayega.. Jo ek tarah se usski haar hi thi…
Kamya thoda bhaot sochti hai…
(Waise bhi iss transperent saree main Aslam pehle hi bahot kuch dekh chuka hai.. mera pallu pehle se hi niche hai… to phir main kya chupane ki chinta kar rahi hu… !!)

Ye sochte hi Kamya ek decision leti hai.. aur apni saree nikalna shuru karti hai… Pallu to pehle se hi niche tha.. bas apni peticot mai fasi saree ko nikalna shuru kar deti hai..

Aslam to mano khushi ke sagar main gote laga raha tha… Itni sunder ladki ko kapde utar te huye dekha hi bahot erotic hota hai… Ek paree uske samne pasine se bhigi hui… apni saree utar rahi thi… Pasine ki boonde use mathe se , uske gale se, uski chati se, uske nabhi se hoti huyi niche ki aur badh rahi thi… uske haaht bhi pasine se bhige the… Aise main Kamya ka chehra bindiya, sindoor, lipstick aur mackup ke saath kuch jyada hi sexy lag raha tha..

Aslam jo ki Kamya ke roop main khoya tha.. wo Kamya ki awaaz se hi bahar aya…
– “Lo..Nikal di… bas?”
– “Waahh.. Bhenchod.. Kya mast makhmali badan hai tera… kya figure hai…hayyy…”

Aslam KAmya ke samne hi apne lund pe apna hath ghuma raha tha.. jisse Kamya ne ek paal ke liye notice kiya par phir jan bhuj kar andekha kar diya..

Kamya Aslam ki baate sun ke khus ho rahi thi… Saree nikalne par usse ab utni sharm nahi aa rahi thi.. jitni saree nikalne se pehle saree nikal kar kya hoga soch kar aa rahi thi.. Thodi der baad Kamya apne adhnange pan main bhi comfertablefeel karne lagi.. shayad uski waja uski ye soch thi ki Transparent saree main se already bahot kuch dikh raha hai…

Par shayd usse nahi pata tha.. ki nange badan aur padke ke piche dhake nange badan main fark hota hai… ek insan ko janvar ki tarah sochne par majboor kar ta hai… aur dursa usse janvar bana deta hai…
Kamya ne abhi abhi… Aslam ko Janvar banane ki aur apna kadam badhaya tha..

 Chapter 24

Kamya ko apne samne ek bikini blouse aur peticot main dekh k Aslam ka khud ko control karna aur bhi mushkil ho raha tha…Peticot jo ki Kamya ki nabhi se kafi niche bandha gaya tha, aur blouse jo kafi chota tha… iss wajah se Kamya ki sudol pet saaf aur pura dikh raha tha… Kamya ek sexy model ki tarah lag rahi thi.. uske baal uske left kandhe se aage ki aur aa rahe the… gale par uske boobs ke upar uska mangalsutra latak raha tha.. Jiski wajah se Kamya aur bhi sexy lag rahi thi…Jwellery hamesha hi aurat ki khubsoorati ko badhati hai.. par adhnangi aurat ki khubsoorti ko char chand laga deti hai…Upar se garmi ki wajah se pasina pasina hota kamya ka jism.. aur uska shringar.. bindi, bali, choodiyan aur payal….Aslam ki najare Kamya ke dono boobo par hi thi… woh upar se niche tak Kamya ko hi dekh raha tha… Kamya ke har ek aang ko dekh raha tha… Bas usse aur intezar nahi ho raha tha iss pari ko chodne se…Kamya jo ki ek ameer ghar ki aurat thi… Jo shadi shuda thi…Jo itni khubsoorat thi ki film ki heroine bhi usse age kuch na ho… Jiska dharm Aslam se alag tha… Wo ek gareeb, gande, mote, gair aur dusre majhab ke insaan ke samne adhi nagi khadi thi… ye baat soch kar Aslam ka lund funfanane laga tha… Kyun ki ye saari cheejo main se kisi ek cheej ka bhi mel nahi tha… Aur sab se jyada to Kamya Aslam ki beti ki umar ki thi… Khud apni beti ki umar ki khubsoorat aurat ko chodne ja raha hai ye soch kar Aslam ka lund aur tight ho gaya…(Sali meri beti ki umar ki hai… matlab jab maine pehli chudai ki thi tab ye paida bhi nahi hui thi… Matlab jab tak isne apni pehli chudai ki thi tab tak maine pachaso ladkiya chod di thi…Jab main apni beti ko paida karne ke liye apni begam ki chudai kar raha tha… tab ye bhi apne baap ke lund se ek virya ke boond baanke apni maa ki kokh main ja rahi hogi.. aur wo virya ki boond jo aaj ek khubsoorat aurat ka roop le chuki hai… aur itni badi aur khubsoorat ho chuki hai.. usmain main apna virya daloonga…. Aur shayad khud bhi nahi janti ki ye mera lund apni chooti si pyari si choot main lene wali hai…YA shayad janti hai(??) )

Usne Kamya ko pass bulaya…
– “Tu meri randi hai na?”
– “Ha”

Iss baar Kamya ke muh se ye turant nikal gaya… Wo dobara Aslam ko gussa nahi karna chah rahi thi… Aslam ki bhookhi najaro ko wo apne jism par ghumti hui mehsoos kar sakti thi…Jisse uski sharm phir se apne aapko jhahir karne lagi.. aur uske haath apne aap uth ke upar ho gaye aur apne boobs ko dhakne lage… Aslam ne baat aage badhai

– “Agar tu sach main meri randi hai to aa mere pass.. yaha mere pass beth jaa… aaja”

Kamya kuch tai nahi kar pai ki usse ye karna chahiye ya nahi.. par jab usse Aslam ka gussa aur thappad yaad aya to ussne bina soche faisla le liya.. aur wo Aslam ki taraf badh chali… Par aage badhte badhte uski sharm aur badhne lagi aur usske haath apne aap apni chaati par tight ho gaye…

Kamya Aslam ke pass ja kar beth jati hai.. aur ek hi sofe par beth kar wo apni peeth ko Aslam ki taraf kar deti hai… Uski nangi peeth jispe pasine ki boonde niche ki aur beh rahi thi aab aslam ke samne thi.. Kamya ke haath apne boobo ko dhakne main buzy the… Ek anjana dar aur excitement thi Kamya main.. Aslam ke haatho ka sparsh apne pass aa raha hai wo ehsaas.. uski bekarari, uski soch hi Kamya ko excite karne ke liye kaafi thi..

Kuch der ke baad Kamya ko apne nange kandhe par Aslam ka haath mehsoos huva…. Aslam kuch aage ho ke kamya ke gal par phir se ek kiss dene lagta hai.. Kamya jo pichli baar sharm ke maare aslam ki baho main se uth khadi hui thi.. usse Aslam ne dobara ussi jagah par bitha diya tha.. wo bhi pehele se jyada nangi… baas aab kuch aur kapde hi baaki the… wo bhi jald utar jane the…

– “Kya tujhe accha lagta hai ki mujhe gussa aye..?”
– “Bilkool nahi… Main bhala aisa kyun chahungi?”

Aslam ke sawal se Kamya thodi confuse thi.. par Aslam ki kiss ki wajah se thodi khoi hui thi..

– “To phir kyun meri baate nahi manti? Kyun aisa kuch karti hai ki mujhe gussa aye.. Dekh abhi hi mera haat uth gaya tha na tujh pe…. Aur aab jab main shant hone laga tha to tune mujhe dobara gussa karna shuru kar diya??<kiss>
– “Main aapki sabhi baate maan to rahi hu…”
– “Sach baata… tu meri Randi hai na?”
– “Ha..”
– “TO phir mere pass ane main tu itna jhijakti kyun hai…? Mujhse apne dil ki baate share karne se darti kyun hai…<Kiss>.. Tujhe pata hai ek Randi ka dharm kya hota hai?”
– “Nahi”

Kamya ki ghabrahat ki waja se aur garmi ki wajah se jo pasina nikal raha tha usse Aslam Kamya ke jism se kiss karte karte chakh raha tha..

Aslam ki aisi baato, Aslam k uske nange bajho par ghum rahe haath aur Aslam ke hotho ka sparsh jo usske Gaalo, nange kandhe aur gale pe ho raha tha Kamya ko aur bhi nervous kar raha tha…

– “Ek randi ka dharm hai ki apne malik ka har hukam mane… Usske sath apni har baat share kare… Usske malik ki har iccha uske liye farman hona chahiye.. Randi ko apne malik ke samne ek khuli kitab ki tarah hona chahiye.. aur tu bas baate karti hai… tu bas bolne ke liye meri randi hai koi sach main nahi…”
– “Nahi.. main sach main dil se aapki randi hu…Maine aapse kuch nahi chupaya..Aapne jaisa bola waisa sab kiya.. aapke kahe mutabik main aaj aise taiyar hui hu.. apke kahe mutabik maine apni saree bhi nikal di… please mujh par shak na kare.. mera yakeen kare ”

Pata nahi par Kamya iss waqt ye bhool chuki thi ki wo ek padhi likhi docter hai jo ek gande driver ke samne bethi hai.. Aslam ki baato ne, usske baar baar Randi bulane ne uss par najane kya jadoo kiya tha ki.. Usse ab khud ko Randi bulaye jana bura nahi lag raha tha…. Aslam ki galat famiya dur karte karte.. Usse har baat pe convince karte karte… Kamya pata nahi kaise ye bhi bol gayi thi… Ab wo piche nahi hat sakti thi… Jo bol diya wo bol diya tha… Aslam ke samne kisi bhi tarah se wo jhoothi sabit nahi hona chahti thi..

Kamya apne apko thoda Guilty bhi feel kar rahi thi.. Kahi na kahi usse lag raha tha ki wo Aslam ko ullu bana rahi hai(??)…. Wo usse jhooth bol rahi hai.. Par usse pata tha ki jo jhooth wo bol rahi hai wo Aslam ki bhalai… uski ane wali acchi jindgi ke liye bahot jaroori tha…. Aslam ko thik karne ke liye wo kisi bhi had tak jane ke liye taiyar thi… Par Aslam k bartav se wo jitna excited feel kar rahi thi utna hi ghabra bhi rahi thi.. khas kar ke Aslam se thappad khane ke baad…

– “Accha.. To bhen ki lodi tu bata kyun nahi rahi ki tu udas kyun hai??… Na tu meri galiyon ki wajah se udas hai… Aur nahi adhi nangi khadi ho kar…to phir baat kya hai… Meri randi hoke tu udas rahe ye mujhe pasand nahi.. aur upar se apni udasi ka karan bhi na bataye ye to katai pasand nahi… Ab sach sach bata”

Aslam ne thode gusse se kaha.. aslam ne ab kiss karna bandh kar diya tha… par usske hath Kamya ke jism ko abhi bhi masal rahe the… uski awaaz main khurdarapan aur rukha pan tha… par uske sparsh main nahi… wo abhi bhi Kamya ke nange pet ko… uske boobs ko blouse ke kapde ke upar se bahot pyar se sehla raha tha… par uski awaaz aur uska tone Kamya ko darane ke liye kafi tha…

Kamya ko thoda bura bhi lag raha tha…Zindgi main pehli baar uske sath sab kuch galat ho raha tha… Ek taraf Sameer aur dusri taraf Aslam… Aur upar se Aslam ka gussa.. usse thik karne ki usski iccha… Wo thodi confuse thi aur decision lene ki uski shamta kam ho chuki thi.. ab wo jo bhi soch rahi thi uss par act karne ke liye uska dimag uska saath nahi de raha tha.. wo bas ek quick decision lena chahti thi aur samne ki situation se nijad pana chahti thi.. Aur Kamya ne ek decision le liya.. Usne apne dil ka haal Aslam se jhahir karna hi munasif samjha…

Kamya dhire dhire ASLam ko Sameer ka sara vakiya suna deti hai.. jo bhi wo soch rahi thi sahi aur galat sabhi… Puri baat batane ke baad Kamya ki ankho main aanso aa gaye… Wo itna emotinal ho chuki thi ki usse kisi apne ke sahare ki jarorat mehsoos ho rahi thi… aur wo koi apna usse Aslam main najar aa raha tha… Udhar Aslam bhi Kamya ke baat sun kar khush ho raha tha

(Ohh… to ye baat hai… wah Sameer bete.. tune jo bhi kiya ya nahi kiya.. par teri wajah se main yaha bahot kuch karne wala hu.. shayad tere iss chote se jhagde ki wajah se hi mere mote kale lund ko teri kamsin khubsoorat aur jawan biwi ki chooti si aur gulabi choot chodne ko milegi… )

Aslam ne kuch socha… aur tab tak ek sannata sa tha kamre main.. Kamya abhi bhi pasine se lathpath thi.. aur piche Aslam k badan bhi paseena chod raha tha.. dono ke pasine ki khushboo mahol ko ek ajeeb sa erotic feeling de rahi thi…

Kamya baat batate batate Aslam ki taraf ghum jati hai.. uski ankho main pani tha jo Aslam dekh paa raha tha.. Par Aslam uske khubsoorat jism main itna khoya tha ki Kamya ki emotion ki usse koi parwa nahi thi… wo bas iss gore aur karare jism ko rondna chahta tha.. chodna chahta tha.. Uske hath abhi bhi kamya ke nange kandho par the…aur uski nangi bazoo ko sehla rahe the.. aur nazare uske clevage dikha rahe boobs pe thi…

– “Kya main sach main itni buri hu.. …kya main khubsoorat nahi hu? Kya koi bhi mard mujhe pana nahi chahega?? Sameer mujhe us gori ke liye dhoka de raha hai… Main khud ko bahot hara huva mehsoos kar rahi hu… bahot bura lag raha hai… kya mai sach main uske layak nahi hu”

Aur emotion main beh kar wo ye bhool jati hai ki wo adhnangi thi.. uske samne ek ganda lower class insaan betha hai.. jo khud bhi adha nanga betha hai.. Kamya ko kisi apne ki jaroorat thi iss waqt… wo emotional andhi ho chuki thi aur pata nahi usse kya sujha wo thodi aage hui aur Aslam ke gale se lipat gai aur rone lagi…
Aslam aisa moka kaise chod sakta tha… usne bhi apna haath Kamya ki nangi pith par ghumana chalu kar diya… aur usse dilasa dene laga… uske haath upar gardan se lekar uski gand tak ghum rahe the…

– “Gandu hai sala… kisi gori randi ke liye itni gori aur khubsoorat biwi ko dhokha de raha hai… aur khubsoorti ki baat kar rahi hai.. Tujhe pata nahi hai ki tu kya cheej hai.. bhenchod tu itni khobsoorat hai ki tere aage muje filmo ki heroine bhi pani kam lagti hai… tu sabse sexy aur mast hai…. Tu nahi janti ki tu kya phataka hai… Tere jaisi maal mile to kisi aur randi ko main dekhu bhi nahi… agar tu meri biwi hoti to kisi aur ki biwi pe meri najar hi na jati… Are jab ghar main hi itni khubsoorat biwi ho to bhala bahar moo marne ki kya jharoorat… main to bas pura din aur puri raat tujhe leke bistar pe pada rehta aur dinbhar teri chudai karta… Saalo saal bhi agar koi Dinbhar aur Raat bhar bhi teri chudai kare to bhi uska dil na bhare wo karari cheez hai tu…”

Kamya apni tarref main khoi hui thi… usse ab ye tareef acchi lag rahi thi.. usska dil thoda halka mehsoos kar raha tha.. Aslam ne bhi Kamya ko apne se thoda dur kiya… ur usse kandhe se pakad rakha…. aur usse apni ankho ke samne pakad kar uski ankho main dekh kar bolta hai..

– “Ab tujhe koi fikar karne ki jaroorat nahi hai… Tu meri Randi hai… aur tujhe apne us bhadwe pati ke liye pareshan hone ki ya rone ki koi jarorrat nahi hai…Ek Randi kabhi kisi ki fikar nahi karti.. sivay apne malik ke… aur tera malik kon hai…?”
– “Aap”
Kamya ye bolte bolte apni ankhe jhuka leti hai…
– “To tu sirf meri fikar karegi.. meri iccha hi teri iccha hogi… thik hai?”
– “Ji”

Kamya jaise mantramugdha ho chuki thi.. Wo Aslam ki kisi baat ko na nahi kar paa rahi thi… ya kaho na nahi karna chah rahi thi… Aslam bhi Kamya ka javab sun ke khus ho jata hai aur usse thoda pass khichta hai … Wo Kamya ki ankho main thodi der tak dekhta rehta hai..Aslam ki sanso aur uske badan ki khushboo kamya ko aur bhi excite kar rahi thi…. aur thodi der main jab Aslam laga ki Kamya shayad usse ab na nahi karegi.. aur wo puri tarah se excite ho chuki hai tab ussne Kamya ko aur kareeb khicha aur usske hotho par kiss karne lagta hai… Aslam ki kiss ka tareeka bhi uski tarah jangli tha…

Wo Kamya ke hotho ko chum nahi raha tha balki chus raha tha… Kamya ka nichla hoth pura uske muh main tha… Aslam ka upar ka hoth Kamya ke muh main tha… Dono ek dam pasionate kiss kar rahe the… Kiss ki wajah se dono ke jism main garmi aur badne lagti hai aur dono ke jism jo ek dusre ko chu rahe the wo paseene ki wajah se ek ajeeb sa ehsaas de rahe the…

Kuch der kiss karne ke baad Kamya maano ekdam se hosh main aa jati hai… aur wo Aslam ko apne hatho se dur karti hai.. pehle Aslam asani se nahi chodta usse par phir baad main kamya ko chatpata dekha kar wo usse chod hi deta hai…

– “ Kya huwa… maja nahi aya kya?”
Aslam ke hotho par Kamya ki lal lipstick saaf najar aa rahi thi
– “Hame ye nahi karna chahiye Aslam…. Main shadishuda hu”
– “Kyun kya bura hai iss main.. ??”
– “Ye to dhoka hoga na?? mera sameer se aur apka pani biwio se???”

Kamya ki baat sun kar Aslam samjh jata hai Kamya apne sanskar aur sharm ki wajah se aage nahi badh rahi hai.. par wo sidha sidha mana bhi nahi kar rahi hai… Aslam ko yahi to chahiye tha… Ek chingari hi to wo dhoond raha tha.. aur usse aag banane ki hi deri thi…

– “Kaisa dhokha… ?? Kisse dhokha.? Usse jo tujhe dhokha de raha hai… Wo waha kisi gori ko chod raha hai to wo chalega… aur main tujhe pappi karu to wo dhokha.. Tu apni jindgi ke maje ek aise insaan ke liye thukra rahi hai jo tere layak hi nahi hai… tujhe dhoke ki nahi badle ki sochni chahiye.. Tu bhi wo sarre maje le sakti hai jo wo le raha hai.. wo sab kar sakti hai jo usne kiye hai.. Aur tu to waise bhi meri randi hai.. to ek randi ki tarah meri har baat maan.. main tujhe wo saaree majhe dunga.. jiska tera ye sangemarmar sa jism layak hai..jo teri jawani ke layak hai…. Chudai na sahi par ek dusre ke sath thoda maja to hum le hi sakte hai.. kyun… aise tera badla bhi ho jayga aur dhokha bhi nahi hoga… Thoda maja main bhi le lunga… Waise bhi tere iss tarah se illaj karna mujhe pasand hai… dekha tune mera gussa puri tarah gayab ho gaya…aur agar tu mere liye ek docter se Randi ban sakti hai.. to kya main meri randi ko thodi khushi nahi de sakta…Aur meri biwi o ki tu fikar mat kar…. main waise bhi 4 aurato se kanooni taur par sambandh rakh sakta hu… to uhe koi fark nahi padega… aur waise bhi ek randi ke taur par tujhe mujhe khus rakhna chahiye…. Kyun rakhegi na khus mujhe???”
– “Ha ye to…”

Kamya phir Ha ya NA ke chakkar main pad jati hai… Aslam iss baar kamya ko sochne ka moka nahi dena chah raha tha… ussne Kamya ko phir se pakda aur usse pane pass khicha aur uske gale par kiss ki…

Aur uski gardan ko chatne laga..
– “Bata tu meri randi hain na… Lena chahti hain na apne pati se badla… chahti hain na mujhe maje dena ?? Bol Sali kutiya”

Kamya kuch nahi bolti hai par iss bar Sharm ke mare wo kuch bol nahi paa rahi thi.. Usska dil joro se dhadak raha tha…..

Aslam iss baat ko acche se samajh raha tha.. wo Kamya ko pakadta hai.. aur kuch soche bina usske khich ke gale laga leta hai…Jab Kamya koi aitraz nahi karti hai tab Aslam uski gardam pe kiss karte karte uski blouse ka dhaga khol deta hai jo uske blouse cup ke nichle hisse ko support deta huva piche bandha hua tha…

Kamya iss par bhi koi apati nahi jata sakti… Aslam ke dimag ka illaj karna chah rahi thi par khud ke dimag par hi uska kaboo ab nahi raha tha.. Sex aur excitement ke bich wo sahi decision nahi le paa rahi thi…Aur Sameer se badle ka khayal.. usse aur bhi kamjoor bana raha tha.. Aslam ka oppse karne se…

(Kya mard hai ye… Meri kitni fikra karta hai…Agar issne thoda maja mere sath le bhi liya to kya burai hai usmain… Kon sa sex kare raha hai mere sath…Agar thoda maja main bhi lelu to usmain burai kya haii… Sameer agar waha Alise se maje le sakta hai.. to main bhi usse jyada maje le sakti hu…Mujhe bhi apni life enjoy karne ka haq hai… )

Kamya ka dimag usse khel khel raha tha.. Aur udar Aslam ab uske dimag ko sambhalne nahi dena chahta…

Aslam khada ho jata hai aur Kamya ko Sofe ke upar sidhi bidha deta hai.. jisse uski pith sofe ke back rest par rest kar rahi thi… wo phir hath piche le jata hai aur Kamya ke gardan ke piche bandhi dori ko bhi khol deta hai.. aur Kamya ka blouse niche gir jata hai… Kamya upar se puri tarah se nangi ho chuki thi… Aslam Kamya ke blouse ko uthata hai aur ek gehri saan le ke sunghta hai… Kamya ke paseene ki khoosbhu se mehak raha tha wo blouse… Kamya ka nange upari badan pe sirf uske lambe baal aur mangalsutra hi tha.. Aslam ki ye harkat dekh kar Kamya sharma jati hai aur apne hatho se apni chati ko dhakne ki koshish karti hai….Kamya ke kadak boobs dekh ke Aslam khud ko control nahi kar paya aur wo apne ghutno pe jameen pe beht gaya… Iss wajah se Kamya ke boobs ab uske mooh ke samne aa gaye the… wo thoda aage jhuka aur Kamya ke hatho ko apne hatho main le kar hataya aur thoda aur jhuk kar Kamya k pink nipple ko muh main le liya.. aur halke se chusa
Kamya ke muh se aah nikal gai aur uska haath khud ba khud Aslam ke sar per uske baalo main aa gaya…
Ek ajeeb sensation tha… Aslam ke khurdare hotho ke bich main ek jawan ladki ka nipple tha… Kamya vasna ke sagar main gote laga rahi thi… Aslam dhire dhire kar ke usske nipple ko chus raha tha aur ek hath se ussi boob ko daba bhi raha tha… dusre haath se wo dusre boob ko bhi daba raha tha… Aur dhire dhire uski chusai thodi badh rahi thi.. Ab Kamya ke boobo se dhodh to ane wala tha nahi..

– “Kya mast boobe hai tere meri jaan… Par itne mast boobo ke hote huye bhi inme dudh nahi aa raha… thodi kasar reh gai…”
Aslam ki baat ko sun kar Kamya muskura deti hai aur Aslam ki baato se thoda sharma bhi jati hai….Par phir bhi Iss excitement main bhi wo apne knowlege dene se baaz nahi aati…
– “Dudh kaise nikal sakta hai Aslam… uske liye mujhe baccha hona jaroori hai..”
– “Inshaalla…. Khuda ki duwa rahi to tujhe maa bhi bana denge”

YE bol ke Aslam has deta hai.. Kamya shuru main shock to hoti hai par bhi iss baat ko majak ke taur par hi ignore kar deti hai….

Aslam bhi phir se Kamya ke boobs ko chusne lagta hai… wo ab bari baari usske dono boobs ko chus raha tha… Aur daba bhi raha tha…

Kamya excite ho rahi thi… takriban 10 min tak chusne ke baad Aslam ne Kamya ke boobs ko choosna choda aur khada huva… Iss doran Kamya bhi havas main itni andhi ho chuki thi ki wo bhul gai thi ki wo ek padhi likhi bade ghar ki hindu beti aur bahu hai… jo adhi nangi ek muslim budhe insaan se apne boobs ko chusva rahi thi… Jo uska patient tha.. jisse usse thik karna tha…Par shayad wo hi ab apne dukh ko.. apni jalan ko apne patient ki help se thik karna chah rahi thi…wo khud hi apne patient ke control main thi..

Aslam ne khade ho kar apni baniyann bhi nakal di.. ab wo bhi upar se puri tarah se nanga tha… ab usne apni lungi bhi nikal ke fek di… Ab Aslam sirf ek purani gandi si underwear main tha.. Underwear itni gandi thi ki shayad salo se badli hi naa gayi ho.. jisme uske lund ka ubhar saaf najar aa raha tha… Upar uska bahar nikla huva pet… Bina kapdo ke Aslam k bedol sharir ab aur bhi bhadda lag raha tha…

Kahan wo ganda mota budha insaan… aur kaha ye gori sundar jawan pari… aur aaj ye pari uss budhe se chudne wali thi…

– “Dekh main bhi teri tarah pura nanga ho gaya hu… “
Kamya Aslam ko dekh ke sharma jati hai aur apna chehra apne hatho main chupa leti hai…
– “Are janeman.. ab humse bhi kya sharmana…Dekh tujhe main kaise maje deta hu… aur kaisa badla deta hu Sameer se”
Ye bol ke Aslam aage jhookta hai aur Kamya ko kiss karne ki try karta hai
– “Please aisa mat kijiye.. Kisi ko pata chal gaya to”
Kamya apne apko apna daar jahir karne se na rok pai
– “Are pata chal bhi gaya to kya..? main hu na phir kyun fikar karti hai… Main sab dekh lunga.. agar tere liye jaroor padi to uski jaan le bhi lunga aur apni jaan de bhi dunga…. “

Aslam ki aisi baate sunke Kamya ko bahot accha lag raha tha…. Apne liye koi itna bhi concerned ho sakta hai ye baat kamya ko bahot acchi lag rahi thi…. Wo ab Aslam se itna attached feel kar rahi thi ki wo usse dukhi nahi dekh sakti thi… Aslam ko khush rakhna chahti thi.. usko thik karna chah rahi thi taki uski jindgi sudhar jay… Aur isske liye agar usse kuch compromise karne bhi pade to wo kahi na kahi uske liye taiyar thi…

– “Please phir kabhi aisi baate mat karna… mare apke dushman”
– “Nahi karoonga.. par ab agar tu mere liye kuch nahi karegi to main sach main mar jaooga..”
– “Kya? Aap ke liye main kuch bhi karoongi..!”
– “Kab se tu hi maje le rahi hai… thoda maja mujhe bhi de… apne gulabi hotho ki pappi hame bhi de”

Aslam ye bol ke Sofe pe beth gaya… Uske gale se paseene ki boonde uski chati se hoti hui uske pet tak jaa rahi thi… Kamya khadi hui aur sochne lagi ke kaha se shuru kare….

– “Ji.. sach kahu to mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ki kya karu”
– “Are janaman… jo abhi maine kiya wo sab tu kar…”
– “Par apne to mere..yaha <boobs pe ishara karte huye> kiss kiya.. Wo main kaise kar sakti hu?”

Kamya jaise baate nikal ke usse jo bhi karna tha usse thoda delay karna chah rahi thi…

– “Are to usmain kya.. maine bola na wo sab kar jo maine kiya.. to sab ka matlab to sab hi hota hai.. bhosdiki”
– “Par main apke nipple ko kaise.. matlab mard ke waha koi kaise chus sakta hai…”
– “Nipple?? Wo kya hota hai…”
– “WO jo apki chati pe hai”
– “Matlab kya bata? Chu ke “
Kamya hath badhane hi wali thi ki usse Aslam ne rok liya aur bola… Hath se nahi muh se chu ke bata… apne gulabi hotho se kiss kare ke bata…

Kamya ko bhi Aslam ka khel mano pasand aa raha tha.. Aisa kuch karne se usse sharm to aa rahi thi.. par ab adni nangi ek budhe insaan ke samne khaid hone ke baad ab sharm karke bhi kya fayda?

Kamya ne kuch palo ke liye himmat ikhatta ki aur aage jhuk ke Aslam ke nipple pe kiss kiya..

– “aaahhh… Bilkool thik…Aur chuss usse apni jaban laga usse… aa bhenchod.. teri maa ko chodu.. apne hath se mere lund bhi thoda hila de…”

Kamya mano jaise Aslam bol raha tha waise hi kar rahi thi… WO aslam ke mote nipple ke upar upne hoth rakh ker usse chus rahi thi… Aur usse thuk se gila bhi kar rahi thi… Thodi der ke baad usne Aslam ke lund ko underwear ke upar se pakad liya… Iss baar bhi Kamya ne Aslam ke lund ka size chu kar hi mehsoos kiya… dekhe bina…

(Baapre… kita bada hai… uff kita mota bhi… Sameer ka to inke age ungli vs arm wali baat ho jaygi… Pata nahi jab ye kisi ko fuck karenge tab… Kya main ye le paungi mere ander..??)

Kamya excitement se bhar jati hai aisi baate soch ke… Aur uski kiss aur bhi passionate ho jati hai Aslam ke nipple pe.. wo ek nipple se dusre nipple pe apna muh lejati hai.. aur aisa karte waqt wo apna muh Aslam ki chati se ek second liye bhi nahi uthati… Wo apni jaban ko Aslam ki chati se ghasite huye usse dusre nipple par le jati hai… Isse Aslam ke pasine aur mail ka mixture Kamya ki jaban pe lag jata hai.. aur usse ek ajeeb sa taste muh main mehsoos hota hai… Ye ganda tha ye usse maloom hone ke bavjood… usse pasand aa raha tha… uska dil iss gandgi to doobara apne muh main lena chah raha tha…. Pata nahi kyun.. par usse Aslam ki paseene ki khushboo aur uske mail ka swaad jyada hi madhosh kar raha tha.. Aur iss wajah se uska hat Aslam ke lund par upar niche hokar uski lambai maap raha tha…

(Kitna lumba hai… baapre.. Agar ye mere andar dalle to pura shayad main le bhi na pau….!)

Udar Aslam bhi kamaya ki iss harkat se khush ho jata hai…

(Saali… dikhana nahi chahti… par main samajh gaya hu ke agar iss par tharak char jay to ye to Randi se bhi ek kadam aage hai…. saali..kya mast maal hai… aur wo bhi itni chudasi.. upar se pati ka dhoka… Sala aaj to dik khol ke chodunga isse… aise chodunga ki ye mujhe chod nahi payegi.. aur baar baar mujhe apne pass bulaye gi…)

Thodi der baad Aslam ne kamya ko roka
– “Dekh tujhe nanga dekhne ke baad ab main control nahi kar paa raha hu… mera lund ab dard karne laga hai…. Ab isse thoda shant karde…warna main pagal ho jaunga”
– “Par kaise?
Kamya ko khud par hasi aur gussa dono aa raha tha aisa sawal puchne par
– “Isse chus kar iska pani nikal de… “

Kamya thodi der ke liye seham gai… usee kahi na kahi pata tha ki ye hoga.. par shayad abhi tak wo iss baat ko jhutla rahi thi… jab tak situation khud uske samne na aa jay… WO Aslam ko mana karke gussa aur mayus bhi nahi karna chah rahi thi aur Uske lund ko chusne ke liye khud ko taiyar bhi nahi kar paa rahi thi…

– “Kya huva?? Ruk kyun gai… Bol mera lund chusegi na?”
– “Wo wo..”
– “Are sharma kyun rahi hai Sali.. Abhi to boli tu meri randi hai… Ab randi hoke tu mera loda nahi chusegi aisa kaise chalega?”
– “Nahi Aslam main aisa nahi kar sakti… Ye to apne pati ko dhokha dena hoga na… main unhe dhokha nahi de sakti”
– “Dhokha kaisa??? Dhokha to tab hoga jab main teri choot main apna loda pura ka pura dal dunga.. jab main teri chudai karunga… Par kisi k samne nanga jana dhokha thodi hai… kisi chij ko muh main lena dhokha thodi hai… aur waise bhi… Tu kisse dhoka karne se khud ko rok rahi hai… Tera pati to abhi uss gori k choot main ghusa pada hoga… Aur wo gori bhi abhi tere pati ka loda apne muh main le ke usse jannat ki khushi de rahi hogi… Par ha tu kyun aisa karne lagi… Tera pati kisi se bhi khushi le sakta hai.. Par tu na kisi ko khushi degi na legi kyun?”

Ye baat Kamya k ego tak pohach gai…. Kamya ke dimag main dwandh chal raha tha..

(Jab Sameer aisa kar sakte hai to main kyn nahi.. Aur Sahi to kaha Aslam ne… muh main lena dhokha thodi hai… Aur agar dhokha hai bhi to main kyun fikar karu? Kya Sameer ne ek baar bhi mere bare main socha hoga??? Bilkool nahi… Unhe to bas wo gori k sath…chi… To phir main bhi agar kisi k satth thode maje le lu to ismain burai kya hai?? )

Kamya ka dimag kisi tarah se ye karne k liye khud ko taiyar kar leta hai… par jab Kamya present main vapas ati hai to uske samne nayi mushkile thi… Blowjob dene ki sochna aur karna dono alag bate hai… Ek to Kamya ne kabhi kisi ko blow job nahi diya tha.. aur dusra Kamya ka blow job aise vishal lund ko dena tha jo shayad uski kalai jitna mota tha..

(Par kya isse muh main le paungi… aur ye kitna ganda hota hai… isse to ye pishab karta hai… apne badan ki gandgi ko bahar nikalta hai… Waise iska semen bhi to issi se bahar nikalta hai… aur wo to maine taste bhi kiya tha… Itna bura bhi nahi tha…. <Kamya semen ko yaad karti hai aur usse dobara usse taste kane ka maan karne lagta hai> Shayad ye utna bura na bhi ho jaisa maine socha ho.. Par iska wo itna bada hai… kya ye jayga mere muh main? Kya main isse le paungi apne chote se muh main… ?? Par agar nahi lungi muh main to Aslam ko bura lag jayga… Main usse gussa nahi kar sakti… Wo mere bare main kitna sochta hai… !! Sameer ki tarah nahi jo mujhe uss gori k liye dhokha de rahe hai..Mujhe bhi uske liye kuch karna chahiye.. aur agar uski khushi yehai ki main uska muh main lu to main usse mayus nahi karungi… Main bas uska muh main lungi… koi sex thodi karungi… Sameer ki tarah main unko dhoka nahi dungi… bas Aslam ka dil rakhne k liye, usse thodi khushi dene k liye.. bus kuch der k liye…)

Kamya khud ko taiyar kar chuki thi.. uski najare Aslam k lund par tiki huyi thi.. wo bas ek tak uske lund ko dekhe ja rahi thi… Do din pehle jab Aslam ka lund uske samne nanga tha tab wo sharm k mare usse thik se dekh nahi pai thi.. par aaj jab wo Aslam k paas main topless bethi thi…tab uski sharm bhi kam ho gai thi… Aslam ka bina chamdi wala lund ka topa bahot khubsoorat lag raha tha… Kamya ko apni aur bula raha tha…

Kamya k nange boobs uski saans ko joro se lene ki wajah se upar niche ho rahe the… Uske upar latak raha mangalsutra bhi upar niche ho raha tha.. jo uss scene ko aur bhi erotic bana raha tha… Ek shadi shuda aurat jiski maang main kisi aur ka sindoor bhara ho.. jiske mathe par kisi aur k naam ki bindi lagi ho… Jiske hotho par kisi aur k naam ki lipstick lagi ho… jiska gala main latka mangalsutra uske kisi aur k hone ki gavahi de raha ho… aur jo bala se bhi jyada khubsoorat ho.. aur peshe se Docter ho… aisi ameer aurat jab ek nichle darje k insaan k paas behti ho… jo usse takriban dugni umar ka hai… aur wo bhi sirf paticot main… aur Upar se garmi ki wajah se Kamya k jism par pasine ki boonde ab ubhar ne lagi thi… jiski wajah se uska badan ab aa rahi roshni mai chamak raha tha…Aslam ka topless jism bhi ab pasine se bhigne laga tha… aur dono k pasine main bhige jism kya khubsoorat aur erotic mahol bana rahe the.. aur Aslam jab Kamya jaisi rich jawan aurat ko jo kisi aur ki biwi hai usse apne pass aise adhnangi halat main, ek randi ki tarah betha huwa dekh ke uska lund ufan par ane lagta hai..

Jab Kamya khud ko Aslam ka lund chus ne k liye taiyaar kar rahi thi tab Aslam bhi Kamya k narm gulabi hotho ka sparsh apne akde huye kale lund par pane k liye utavla ho raha tha… Par jab Kamya k hoth usse thodi der k baad bhi usse apne lode par mehsoos nahi huve to wo bol padta hai…

– “Kya huva Sali ..?? apne muh main lene se kya problem hai?? LE na jaldi se.. Main to mara ja raha hu tere mulayam hotho ka sparsh apne lund par mehsoos karne k liye.. chal aur na tadpa… aaja…”

Kamya ek paal k liye Aslam ki taraf dekhti hai… phir apna hath thoda aage badhati hai… aur phir ek dam se piche khich leti hai…Kamya dobara se aisa hi karti hai…Darasal Kamya bhi ab Aslam k lund ko apne muh main lena chah rahi thi… par uska size.. sameer se dhokha… aisi sab cheeje dimag main ate hi uska haath apne aap piche hat jata tha.. Aslam ne ye dekh liya aur samajh gaya

(Chidiya dana chugna to chahti hai.. par kisi cheej se dar rahi hai.. Sali ka dar dur karna hoga.. Shayad abhi bhi apne pati ko dhokha dene se dar rahi hai… ya shayad mere lode ka size dekh kar.. Waise bhi isne itna bada kabhi liya nahi hoga na)

Ye sochte hi Aslam k muh pe ek kamini hasi aa jati hai… Phir kuch soch k wo bolta hai
– “Kya huva.. Ruk kyun jati hai…?? Kya apne dost k liye tu itna bhi nahi kar sakti? YA apne bhadwe pati ka khayal aa raha ha??”

Kamya ek pal k liye to soch hi nahi pati k kya bole par phir wo sochti hai
(Chup rehne se kaam nahi banega.. aur na hi darne se.. AB jab mujhe Aslam ka muh main lena hi hai to kyun daru….Par iska size… ye badbu..)

Aslam bhi apna para chod chuka tha
– “Kya huwa bol bhi Sali… Bhenchod chodu bana rahi hai…? Mera pajama nikalwake ab kuch nahi karna chahti kyun… Sali bas mujhe naga karke maja aa gaya tujhe kyun.. karva di meri beijjati..?? utarva di meri patloon?? Nahi lena to bol de.. bekar mai dimag kyun kharab kar rahi hai…Madarchod… Ab kya mere tight lund ko chusne teri maa ayegi ya teri bahen..”

Aslam ko gussa hote huye dekh kar Kamya ghabrane lagti hai.. Usse Aslam ka thappad yaad aa gaya..Thappad yaad ate hi kamya apne aap bol padi

– “Please Aslam gussa mat hona… Main lene ko taiyaar hu apka apne muh main..Par aap bhi please samajye.. maine aaj tak kisi ka apne muh main nahi liya hai.. aur aap ka kitna bada hai… “
– “Ohh to ye baat hai… chal usmain kya ghabrana… main jaisa bolu waisa hi karna… Bol karegi na?”
– “Ji Ji..”
– “Main jaisa bolu waisa karti ja… waise ye jankar mujhe khusi huyi k tera muh abhi kuwara hai… aur usmain aaj tak mere alwa kisi ka lund nahi gaya hai.. tere gulabi hotho ka sparsh pane wala mera loda pehala hai ye jaan kar mera loda aur bhi jyada tan gaya hai ye dekha tune”
– “Wo kyun bhala… ? agar maine kisi aur ka le bhi liya hota muh main to kya fark pad jata… Pehla ho ya dusra kya fark padta hai”
Kamya apne kaam ko talne k liye jaise bahane bana rahi thi… Par kahi na kahi usse aisi bato main maja aa raha tha… Aslam bhi jaise aisi bato ka maja le raha tha..
– “Abe hum mardo ko bahot accha lagta hai jab aurat k jism ka koi hissa usse pehle kisi aur mard ne upyog na kiya ho… ek jeet ka ehsaas hota hai duniya k sare mardo se… aur agar aurat tere jaisi khubsoorat ho aur shadishuda ho to dusri baar ka bhi maja hai.. Aisa lagata hai jaise kisi aur ki cheej ko apna bana liya ho… aur issme bhi ek jit ka nasha milta hai…. Par ab tu ye sab baate chood…Tu sab se pehle apne gulabi hothoi se mere lund ko ek paapi de..”

Akhri instruction Aslam ne jara kade awaaz main di…Kamya ne jaise Aslam ne kaha apni jaban nikali aur dhire dhire aur ek ajeeb se dar aur excitement k saath Aslam k lund ki taraf le jane lagi… Ek baar to Kamya akhir tak pohoch kar piche hat gai… Jab usse Aslam k lode se thodi badboo ayi.. Par phir usse Aslam ka gussa aur thappad yaad aa gaya… aur usne socha

( Comeon Kamya.. u can do it..U have to do it… Apne patient k liye tumhe itna to karna hi padega..(?)) ne aap ko bevkoof banane ka try kar rahi thi ki ye jo bhi wo kar rahi hai wo sirf apne patient k liye kar rahi hai…. apne docteri peshe k liye kar rahi hai…

Kamya ne phir jyada na socha .. Koi kadvi dava pee rahi ho uss tarah usne Aslam ke lund ki top par apne hoth lagae.. Ek alag hi excitement ka anubhv huva usse… YE excitement kisi bhi cheej che jyada thi jo usne aaj tak ki thi… Zindgi main pehli baar usne kisi paraye mard k penis ko muh main liya tha…Kamya ne Aslam ke lund k ched, jaha se pishab bahar aati hai.. waha par apne hoth rakh kar chusai…

Aslam bhi Kamya k muh k ehsas main kho gaya…uska lund main jaise current daud gaya…
Ek docter ko usne apna lund chussne tak ek liye taiyar kar liya tha… bas ab kuch hi time ki baat thi jab iss khubsoorat aurat ka jism wo round raha hoga… aisi aurat jisko chodna to har koi chahata hai… par koi sapne main bhi nahi soch sakta ki hakeeqat main bhi wo kabhi iss khubsorat katile javani se bhare huve jism ko bhog sakega… wo bhi tab jab wo usse hasiyat main bahot hi niche darje ka ho… Ye soch kar hi Aslam ka excitement badhta ja raha tha… uska sapna pura hone ki aur badh raha tha.. Iss khubsoorat ladki( Kamya ko aurat nahi bula sakte… wo sirf 26 saal ki to hai… ) ko apna banae ka

– “Are itne se kya hota hai… thodi badi pappi de.. “ Aslam ki awaaz main ek request aur gussa dono the..
– “Ji ji”

Kamya dubara apne hoth Aslam k lund k pass le gai… Kamya ne Aslam ke lund k bich ke hisse ko kiss kiya.. par iss bar kiss thoda lamba rakha… karib 4-5 second ka… Kamya ne bade pyaar se kiss kiya tha Aslam k lund par iss bar.. bilkool jaise kisi bacche ko kiya ho… Aslam bas Kamya k hotho k sparsh main khoya huva tha… Uski ankhe bandh thi…Usse ab Kamya ko uksane k liye kaha

– “Bas itna sa hi kar sakti hai tu… ?? Sali aise koi lund chusta hai bhala… thoda mehnat to kar.. bhenchod.. Soch abhi tere pati ka lund wo gori kaise chus rahi hogi… tu Sali thik se ek pappi bhi nahi de sakti… “
– “Main try to kar hi rahi hu na… Pehli baar hai.. Please samajhiye “
– “Are bhen ki lodi…. to kya lund chusne main pura din lagayegi..?”

Do baar karne k baad Kamya ki bhi jhijak thodi kaam ho gai.. Aur Aslam k pasine ki khushboo usse aur madhosh kar rahi thi…uske lund se aarahi khushboo bhi use apni aur bula rahi thi… Kamya ka dimag ab hawas k sagar main gote lagana shuru kar chuka tha… Par uski soch abhi bhi usse apna apa khone se roke huye thi… sharm ka parda ab bhi tha… wo apne aap ko Aslam k samne kholne chah rahi thi… par wo khud ko randi bhi nahi dikhana chahti thi.. na hi khud ko desperate dikhana chah rahi thi…

Jo bhi ho raha tha wo sab Kamya ko pasand aa raha tha… aur Kamya bhi aab aagebadhna chahti thi… par wo Aslam ko ye nahi dikhana chahti thi k wo bhi usski hona chahti hai…

Sex ki excitment main dimag bahot kuch karna chahta hai par khud ki jo personality subconcious mind main hoti hai usse wo itni jaldi overcome nahi kar sakta… Ander se insaan chahe jaisa bhi ho.. Par wo duniya ko nahi dikhana chahata k wo bhi auro k tarah hawas k aage majboor hai… Wo sare maje bhi lena chahta hai aur kisi ke samne ye admit bhi nahi karna chahta k usse bhi wo maje chahiye.. Aur shayad Kamya bhi aisi hi situation main thi… Wo apne iss maje ko Apni docteri practice … aur Aslam ke illaj k parde main chupa kar le rahi thi…. aur issi wajah se wo khud koi bhi step nahi lena chah rahi thi… Ye sach hai ki wo Aslam k illaj sach main karna chah rahi thi.. Par sath hi yeh bhi sach tha k kahi na kahi uska maan chah raha tha ki Aslam uske sath aaj uske dil main jo bhi aye wo kare.. wo usse nahi rokegi.. Betrayel ki guilt to Sameer par shak karte hi kam ho gai thi… ab bas khud ki izzat… Aslam ki hasiyat aur usske jaise nichle insaan se sambandh banane ka jo dar tha… bas wohi usse aage badhne se rok raha tha…

Kamya ne bhi Aslam ko bina koi javab diye uske lund ko dobara kiss kiya aur iss bar sirf kiss nahi… usne Aslam k lund ko side se apnehotho k bich le kar dabaya… Aslam to jaise pagal sa ho gaya

– “HA bilkool aise hi… aaahhh wah bhenchod… thoda aaaaur”

Aslam ka maja dekh kar pata nahi kyun Kamya ko ek sukoon mil raha tha… kisi ko khus karne ka ehsaas usse ander se ek satisfaction deraha tha… Wo pata nahi kyun par Aslam ko khush dekhna chahti thi aur usse pata tha ki aslam ki khushi kis mai hai…

Aslam ke muh see aaah aur ummmm ki siskiya aa rahi thi… jisse Kamya ko pata chal raha tha ki wo jo bhi kar rahi hai thik se kar rahi hai… Kamya ne ab dhire dhire Aslam k lund ko kiss karna shuru kiya… pyaar se.. dhire dhire.. pehle side se… phir dusri side se… phir niche… phir upar… phir lund ki topi k upar.. Kamya Aslam k lund par choti choti kiss de rahi thi… kiss bhi aisi jaise thoda thoda chus k chod de rahi thi… Kamya aab jyada hi josh main aa gai thi… usne todi der baar Aslam ki gotiyo par bhi kiss ki…Kamya ko ek ajeeb sa nasha chad raha tha… wo aab bahot hi josh se sharm chod kar Aslam ke lund ko kiss kar rahi thi….

– “Aaaaah Sali. Thodi apni jaban ka bhi istemal kaaaar..Lund ko thoda gila bhi kar… Aur ha gotiyo ko apne muh main le thoda… aaahhh Waise tujhe pata hai…Goriya kya mast chusti hai… Tu kabhi unki barabari nai kar payegi… Sala tera pati bhi issi liye uss gori ke paas gaya hoga…”
Aslam ne Kamya ko uksane ke liye kaha..
– -“Kyun.. Aisa kya karti hai wo jo main nahi kar sakti..?”
– “Are goriya to lund chusne main expert hoti hai… logo ka lund pura ka pura nigal jati hai… itna ki unki gotiya uske hoto ko chu jay.. Wo bhi baade baade lund… Tu to adha bhi ander nahi le sakti…”
– “Nahi Aslam aap galat hai… Agar wo goriya kar sakti hai to main unse bhi behtar kar sakti hu… Ab to ye mere liye challenge hai… adha nahi pura ka pura lund main nigal kar dikhaungi apko.. aur prove kar dungi ke main kisi se kaam nahi.. chahe uske liye mujhe kitni bhi takleef kyun na jhelni pade”
– “Accha to sabit kar ke bata… bolne se kuch nahi hota… abhi to tune muh tak main liya nahi uar bhenchod pura nigalne ki baate kar rahi hai… Ha ha ha”

Kamya ka confidence dekh ke Aslam khush ho raha tha..
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(Saali… tu sabit kar paye ya sirf sabit karne ki koshish karti rahe…. par mere kaam to ho hi jayga… mera kaala lund tu jitna bhi tere gore muh me legi… mere liye to wo bhi bahot hoga… Par main koshish jaroor karounga ki mera pura lund tere gore gale ki gehrai mape)

 Chapter 25
Kamya bas Aslam ki baato ko sun rahi thi…par uska sara dhyan sirf Aslam k lund chusne par tha…. Aab tak kamya sirf Aslam ke lund par apne hoth hi laga rahi thi…wo subconsiously khayal rakh rahi thi ki wo uski jaban ko na chue… shayad wo usse muh me lene k liye taiyar nahi thi… gandgi ki feeling kahi na kahi uske dimag par thi hi… Phir bhi Aslam ki farmaish ke mutabik…Kamya ne apni jaban nikali aur Aslam ke lund ko chukar dekha…
Kamya ki jaban ka gila ehsaas apne lund par mehsoos hote hi Aslam ko bhi ek ajeeb sa nasha mehsoos huva…- “Haa.. Bus aise hi… ab apni jaban se mere lund ko niche se upar tak chat… aise jaise ye teri favorite icecream ka cone hai aur uska icecream pighal kar cone par gir raha hai.. tujhe uss cream ko niche nahi girne dena hai… aur cream charo taraf hai… “Kamya ek acche student ki tarah Aslam ki har instruction ko pura kar rahi thi… wo excitement k sagar main khoi hui thi… Kamya ne ek do baar apni juban ki nok se Aslam k lund ko chua… Phir jab usse wo swad aur uske lund ka ehsaas apni juban par bura nahi laga… tab usne apni jaban ko thoda aur bahar nikal kar… apni jaban k bich k hisse se Aslam k lund ko chua…. Aur phir usse lick karne lagi… Niche se upar tak… Har taraf se… Aage se piche se… Kamya ka ek haath Aslam ki jangho par tha aur dusre haath se wo Aslam k lund ko apne muh me direction de rahi thi…
Aslam ke muh se excitement main dubi hui siskiyon ki awaaz aa hi rahi thi…- “Bas aab nahi raha jata… ab isse apne muh me lele… meri jaan… Kamya”Har bar Randi keh kar bulane wale se jab Kamya ne Jaan suna to usse bhi accha laga… Usse pata chal gaya ki Aslam ko kis cheej main maja aa raha hai.. aur aise hi wo uske gusse ko kam rakh paa rahi hai.. Kamya kuch der k liye ruki… Socha
( Kya mujhe aage badhna chahiye…?? Kya ilaj ke liye main jo kar rahi hu wo sahi hai?)

Par dusri aur jo uske dil main hawas jagi thi wo in sab baato ko jhuthlana chahti thi…
(Kyn galat huva ye sab… Sameer bhi to waha yahi sab kar rahe hai… wo be bewafai ke liye.. main to kisi ke bhale ke liye kar rahi hu…Jab Aslam itna khus hai.. meri itni fikar karta hai… aur sab se badi baat, uski bimari me main jo kar rahi hu wo usse help karne wala hai… to phir main kyun na karu… ?! Jab tak hum dono ke alawa kisi ko pata nahi chalta koi dikkat nahi hai… Ha.. mujhe ye karna hi padega.. main karungi… chusungi main Aslam ka lund…Aur ye bhi sabit kar doogi ki wo goriya hum se behtar nahi hai…!)Ye baate sochke Kamya ne khud ko taiyar kiya… Jalan aur hawas dono ka bahot khatarnak combination taiyar ho chuka tha Kamya ke jehan main.. Kamya ne do min ke liye apne hotho ko Aslam ke lode se dur kiya…ek najar bhar ke Aslam ke lode ko dekha.. Ek najar Aslam pe dali… Aslam uske chehre ko hi dekh raha tha….. Ek masoom si jawan khubsoorat aurat.. Jiske jism par sirf uski jwellery thi , jisme uska mangalsutra, chudiya, aur payal thi.. aur niche keval ek peticot tha aur high heel ki sandal….

Is ameer ghar ki ladki ko apne pairo main dekh kar wo bhi apne khule huye lund ke pass dekh kar Aslam ko bahot hi khushi ho rahi thi…ek namumkin cheej ko pura karne ki khushi… usse pata tha ki ab Kamya usse chude bina nahi reh sakti… isski jawan tight chut main wo apna Kala mota aur Kamya ki chut se dugni umar ka Lund dal ne wala tha… YE khayal ate hi aur Kamaya ka massom chehra dobara dekh kar hi Aslam ke lund ne ek jhatka mara…. Excitement ki wajah se…

– “Bas ab nahi raha jata… Please ise le le apne muh me.. aur mat tadpa.. Apne rand hone ki gawahi de… bata de tu apne pati ki rando se kam nahi hai… “

Aslam ne Kamya ko badhava diya… Kamya jo ki ab khud ko taiyar kar chuki thi… usne apne baalo ko pakad ke apne sir ki ek aur kiya taki wo left kandhe par aa jay… iss tarah se Kamya aur bhi khoobsoorat lag rahi thi… Kamya ne Ek haath se Aslam ka lund pakada aur apana muh uspar le gai aur … pehli baar Kisi ke lund ko apne muh ki garmi ka ehsaas karvaya… apne muh ki virginity aaj Kamya ne Aslam ke gande lund ko de di thi… Par Aslam ko Kamya ke muh ki nahi..gale ki virginity chahiye thi… wo apne lund ko wo pehla aur akhri lund banana chahta tha jo Kamya ke gale ki gehraiyo ko chu sake….

Kamya ne bhi apne hotho ke bich Aslam ka lund pakda aur ander lene ki koshish shuru ki… Aslam ka lund jitna lumba tha utna hi mota bhi tha… Kamya ke muh me aa hi nahi raha tha wo… Kamya ne apne hotho ko apni end point tak khole aur phir koshish shuru ki… thodi mushkil ke baad wo apne hotho ko Aslam ke lund par set kar saki….Shuru main thoda gandi feeling ayi.. par itni der se lund ko chusne ke baad ab utna bura nahi lag raha tha… Kuch der baad jo lund aur uske pasine ka swad tha wo bhi anjana na raha aur Kamya ke muh ne uss swad aur anubhav ko bhi apna liya… Jab pehla padav paar huva tab Kamya ne apne hotho se Aslam ke lund ko dabaya.. apni jaban ko uske lund se lagayi aur phir chuste chuste lund ko muh se bahar nikala.. tab tak jab tak Aslam ke lund ka topa uske muh me hi rahe…. itna karne ke baad usne phir se Aslam ke lund ko nigalna shuru kar diya.. Par Aslam ka adha lund hi le pai wo apne muh main aur phir isse jyada nahi le payi wo.. ya to uska muh chota tha… ya phir Aslam ka lund bahot bada tha.. Aslam ke lund par bahot tight dabav pad raha tha… Kisi kasi hui chut jaisa dabav.. Kamya ka pura muh Aslam ke lodeko daba raha tha.. puri tarah se… Aslam ko aisa hi feel ho raha tha jaisa ek tight choot chodte waqt hota hai…

Kamya ka muh dekhne main Aslam ka josh aur badh jata hai.. Lund chusne main khoi hui kamya kitni pyari lag rahi thi wo shabdo main bayan karna mumkin nahi hai.. bas samajhlo.. Aisa lag raha tha ek safed rang ki pari… kisi apne ko bachane ki liye kisi kale shaitan ki seva kar rahi ho… usska lund chus ke.,.

– “Wah..Aaaaaahh… Kaaaamyaaa… aaaaahhh …teriiiii maaaa ki chuuuut….Bheeeenchooodd…. aaaahhhh… baaaas esshe heeeee…aahhhh …hmmm”

Aslam mano Kamya ke muh ka luft uthane main khoya tha….Kamya bhi aslam ki awaaz sun kar ek tarah se khus ho rahi thi ki usne jo bhi kiya sahi kiya… aur Uski koshish se Aslam khush hai… !! Uski mehnat rang laa rahi hai !! (kya sach main ??!! ) Aslam ka illaj thik se ho raha tha… !??!!

Iss se Kamya aur bhi josh se bhar gai.. usne phir se try kiya Aslam ke lode ko aur bhi jyada muh main ander lene ka .. lekin na le saki… jitna bhi muh main tha wo bhi badi mushkil se tha aur adha hi tha… Pura lena wo bhi Aslam ka vishalkay lund wo bhi pehli hi baari main koi choti baat nahi thi… par koshish Kamya puri kar rahi thi…
Aslam bhi ye baat samajh raha tha…
( Sali koshish to kar rahi hai.. par ye mera pura le nahi paygi apne muh main.. itna chota sa to muh hai… Pehli baar hai… kaise legi…? Waise choti si to iski choot bhi hogi…Par usmain main jor se dal sakta hu… Aurato ki chut to bani hi Lund lene ke liye hai.. par agar muh main jyada jor lagaya to Sali ki saanse atak jaygi… Maja to bahot aa raha hai.. par jyada dabav dalne ka bhi matlab nahi hai iss par…)

Kamya apni aur se pura try kar rahi thi Aslam ka Lund ho sake utna muh me lene ka.. par nahi le paa rahi thi….. Jyada try karne se uska muh ab thook se bhar gaya tha aur iss wajah se Aslam ka lund jitna bhi Kamya ke muh main tha wo puri tarah se bhig gaya tha…

Thodi der baad Aslam se bardasht na huva… ab wo samajh chuka tha ki Kamya aur jyada nahi le paygi.. Ek baar ye uski ghulam ban gai to kabhi bhi chod sakta hai wo Kamya ko aur aaj ke baad jab wo usse chudai ke liye hi milne ayega tab wo usse ek baar apna pura lauda nigalvayega jarrorr…Par abhi agar jyada force kiya to pata nahi wo bardasht kar pay ya nahi…Ghabra gai to chudai main problem hogi… Vaise bhi itni khubsoorat bala ko dekh ke wo control nahi kar paa raha tha.. par uski lund chusai rokne ka bhi uska maan nahi tha…. Usne kuch aur socha

– “Ruk ja… ruk jaaa …saali…aaaahh”
Kamya ruk gai..Thodi relax hui aur confuse bhi….
(Kya maine thik se nahi kiya?? Kya Aslam ko taklif hui? )

– “Kya huva zoya ke abbu??? Maine thik se nahi kiya?? Aapko pasand nahi aya??”

Koi bhi ladki itni masomiyat se bole to kon sala kuch bol payega..?? Aur wo ladki bi jab lund chuske aisa bole… aur wo bhi tab jab wo Pario si khubsoorat ho… tab to matlab insan kya mange khuda se?

Kamya ne jitna bhi lund liya tha muh main, wo wapas nikal diya.. Bas uske base ko apne hatho main padke rakha… Pura lund gila tha… Kamya k chudi wali kalayaio aur dimond ring wali anguthi wali ungli wale haath par uski khud ki thuk beh kar usse gila kar rahi thi…. Kamya ne Aslam ki baate sun ke uski aur dekha… Kamya ke iss luk main hi Aslam ka pani nikal jana tha….!!

– “Nahi meri Randi..Maja to bahot aya…Jaise main swarg main hu… Itna accha to mera aajtak kisi ne nahi chusa… tere muh ki garmi main mera lund pighal hi jata…Jee kar raha tha ki taa umra tu mera lund ko apni garmi deti rahe….Par mujhe laga ki tujhe takleef ho rahi hai… mera lund chusne main… Waise bhi mere jitna bada to tune kabhi liya nahi hoga na muh main… to isse pura nigalna wo bhi pehli baar main… mushkil to hogi hi.. Par teri koshish kabil e tarif hai… Main khus hu teri koshish se…Iss liye teri taklif ko kam karna chahta hu…”
– “To ab?”
– “Maine ek rasta socha hai.. jisse tujhe bhi talklif kaam ho aur muje bhi maja aye…”
– “Wo Kya?”

Kamya ka dimag bahot jyada excite tha ye puchte waqt… Kyun ki wo janti thi ki Aslam usse kuch isse bhi ganda karne ko bolega…
(Par uske illaj ke liye aaj jo wo kahega .. main wo karungi… chahe wo kitna hi ganda aur ghinouna kyun na ho.. Aaj Aslam ko main sari khushi dungi… jisse usse ek aurat ke unke pass hone ka sukh mile… )

Kamya apne aap ko samjha bhi rahi thi… aur ane wale pal ke liye khud ko jismani aur dimagi taur per taiyar bhi kar rahi thi…

-“Rasta ye hai ki ab tu mera lund na chus ke mere tatte chus… Jisse mujhe bhi maja aye to tujhe taklif bhi kaam ho… Aur inhe ty pura le bhi paygi apne muh main….”

Kamya bhi Aslam ki baato se mano pata nahi tay nahi kar paa rahi thi ki wo khus ho ya dukhi… Par Aslam ka uski fikar kar ke task change kaar dena usse accha laga.. uski concern karne wale Aslam par usse pyaar aa gaya dil main… Usse khushi dene ka maan aur bhi pakka kar liya Kamya ne… Kamya ka dimag vasna aur badle ki bhavna main Aslam ke mansubo ko nahi samjh paa rahi thi.. ya shayad nahi samajhna chah rahi thi..

Kamya phir se niche jhuki aur Aslam ke balls ko dekha… Kafi baal the uss par…Mano usne kabhi saaf hi na kiye ho.. Jungle tha balo ka…Kaise le sakti thi wo aise balo ke gucche ko apne muh main..?? Par Aslam ko mana bhi to nahi kar sakti thi… Usne uski fikar ki aur apna maja kurbaan kiya… to kya wo thodi takleef jhel kar Aslam ko thoda maja nahi de sakti…??

Kamye ne niche jhuk ke thodi jhijak ke sath pehle Aslam ke tatto aur lund ke bich ki jagah par kiss kiya, jaha baal kam the… Phir thodi himmat kar ke usne Tatto ke bich main kiss kiya.. jaha par baal the… 2-4 kiss karne ke baad… Kamya ko jab laga ki aab wo kar paygi to usne apna muh khola aur ek hath se Aslam ke tatto ko pakad ke apne muh main suck kiya… jaise hi ussne taato ko chus ke muh hataya to usse ‘AHHHH” kl awaaj ayi… jo Aslam ke muh se nikli thi… Kamya ne apne muh se baal bahar thuke… aur dubara waisa hi kiya….2 – 4 baar aisa karne ke baad aab uske muh main bahot kaam baal tut kar aa rahe the…aur gile hone ki wajah se Aslam ki jhate bhi alag hi lag rahi thi…Sameer hamesha apne iss hisse ko saaf rahta tha.. iss liye Kamya ne kabhi mard ki jhato ko mehsoos nahi kiya tha… par pehli baar ka uska anubhav bura nahi tha…

Garmi ki wajah se Aslam ki janghe pasine se lathpath thi…. Aslam ke pairo ka wo kona jo uski kamar ko pairo se jodta hai, jiske bich main lund latakta hai… wo bhi pasine se bhar gaya tha.. Kamya ka badan bhi pasine se lath path tha…Kamya ko Aslam ke pasine ki badboo madhosh kar rahi thi… ek ajeb sa nasha tha iss khusbu main… Aur muh main lene k baad swaad bhi bura nahi laga…namkeen tha… par bura nahi tha… Aisa swad that jo thoda ajeeb tha… par baar baar chakhne ko dil kar raha tha…

Kamya ko iss tarah apne tatto ko chuste dekh Aslam se raha na gaya… usne apna ek hath Kamya ki pith par rakh kar ghumana shuru kiya… Kamya ki pasine se bhigi pith ek alag hi maja de rahi thi…chikni chamdi aur pasina… ek ajeeb sa nasha tha ismain bhi…

Ek jawaan khubsoorat ladki… jo pasine se lathpath ho.. aur takriban nangi ho.. aur agar wo tumhara lund chus rahi ho… to Aslam jaisa mard kaise control kar sakta hai….usse chune se…
(Kya chikna badan hai…!! aaj se ye badan mera hai.. ye meri hai… meri to kismat khul gai… Kisne socha tha ki itni khubsoorat aurat mujhse iss liye chudegi ke main khus reh saku… bewkoof saali….!! Aur ye to koi soch hi nahi sakta tha ki mere jaisa kameena insaan kisi aisi aurat ko bhi apne lund ka ghulam bana sakta hai… jo bahot hi khobsoorat ho, ameer ho padhi likhi ho…! Wo bhi itni sundar)

– “Aaaahhh.. Bhenchod… Aaaaahhh….Teri bhen ko chodu…Aaaahh… chus Sali… aaahaahh.. Apne eeek haath se meeeere looode ko bhhii hila… aaaahh… bas aise hii… aaaahh”

Aslam jan bhuj kar Kamya ki maa behan ko galiya de raha tha… aur ye notice bhi kar raha tha ki Kamya ki aur se iss baat par koi objection nahi aa raha hai.. matlab wo uski language se puri tarah adjust ho chuki hai… Ab bas usse apni harkato se adjust karna hai…. apne lund ki chudai se adjust karna hai…. uske choot ke chote se gulabi ched ko apne lund ke bade se supade ki mutabik bada banana hai.. aur itni jordar chudai karni hai… ki Kamya ki pyaas kabhi bhi uske bagair bujhe hi nahi..
Kamya Jaise Aslam bol raha tha.. bilkool waise hi uska kala kala lund apne gore gore hatho se hilati jaa rahi thi.. upar niche upar niche… aur sath hi apne balo ko piche karte karte uske tatto ko chusti jaa rahi thi… dhire dhire… hawle hawle… mano wo koi icecreame chus rahi ho… aur bich bich main usske ball ko muh main bhi bhar rahi thi… Aslam ka to maje se bura haal tha…

Kamya ko bhi dhire dhire maja aa raha tha… Aslam ke muh se apni behan ke bare main gali sun ke usse thoda bura laga… par usne kuch bhi na kaha… kyun ki yahi to aslam ki bimari thi.. ye to woh janti thi… isse hi to wo thik karne ki koshish kar rahi thi (??)

( Chahe wo usse kuch ganda kahe ya uski behen ko ya kisi ko bhi… ye bass uski bimari ki wajah se hi hai wo apni bimari ki wajah se hi kisi bhi ladki ko acchi najar se nahi dekhta aur unhe galiya deta hai.. kyun ki usse ladkiyon se hi dhutkar mili hai… Par shayad agar usse kisi uski manpasand ladki se pyaar mile to wo apni ye hatred kam kar dega ladkiyon ke prati.. aur shayad uska bartav bhi khatam ho jay… aur wo normal ho jay… )

Kamya vasna ke samandar main gote lagate huve bhi khud ko yaad kara rahi thi ki wo Aslam ka illaj kar rahi hai..Shayad wo khud ki vasna aur choot ki aag ko bujhane bahane soch rahi thi aur kisi bhi tarah se Aslam ka lund apni gili chut main lena chah rahi thi.. par uske sanskar use Aslam ke samne ye ikraar karne se rok rahe the ki wo khud ek randi ki tarah kisi se kahe ki aao mujhe chod…. usne socha k Aslam ki frustration nikalne k liye usse khus karna padega… aur Aslam ko khus karne ka ek hi rasta hai… usse jismani khushi dena.. sexual satisfaction… jaisa usne hamesha se socha par kabhi mila nahi.. aisa jaisa usne kabhi socha na ho… aisa jismain satisfaction jaisa usne hamesha se chaha ho… Aisa jise wo kabhi bhul na sake aur apne purane sabhi dhokho ko bhula k ek nayi shuruat kare…Aur iske liye Aslam ko apna sara gussa kisi aurat pe nikalna hoga.. aur wo ladki mujhe hi banna hoga… Agar main Aslam ko mujh par apna sara gussa nikalne ke liye khus kar payi.. to shayad wo mere sath agreesive ho jay… aur shayad mere sath rough behave kare… mujhe mare ya dard bhi de… par agar aisa karne se aslam ki madad ho jati hai to main jarror ye karungi… aaj main kisi ki bhalai ke liye apna sab kuch dav pe lagane jaa rahi hu….

Par shayad wo ye nahi janti thi k Aslam usse chodne k liye hi ye sab kar raha tha.. uski najar main Aslam se bhola aur koi nahi tha… aur wo uske sath jo bhi kar raha hai wo bas uski bimari ki wajah se hi kar raha hai.. aur uske sath apne illaj ki wajah se hi hai..

Kamya ne takriban 5-8 min tak Aslam ko apne muh se jannat ki karvai.. sath main wo khud ko Aslam ko kis tarah se apna gussa nikalna hai uske bare main Aslam se wo kya puchegi.. usse kya baate karegi aur usse liye Aslam ko wo kaise taiyar karegi wo soch rahi thi… kyun ki Pehle Aslam ne hi usse mana kiya tha ki ‘Hum chudai thodi karenge.. bas thodi masti karenge’ …
(matlab wo mere sath isse age nahi badhna chahta… par agar uska illaj karna hai to usse aage badhana padega.. aur isske liye main jo bhi ban padega main karungi)

Aur wo abhi bhi rukna nahi chah rahi thi… Jab uska hath Aslam k lund par ghum raha tha.. aur hoth usske tatto pe.. tab ek pal ke liye usse khayal aya… (Sameer ka kitna chota hai inke samne… Ye kitna vishalkay hai…. Inke to ball hi itne bade hai ki mere muh main ek sath nahi ghus rahe…. aur penis to itna bada hai ki ek hath main aa bhi nahi raha hai…Kitna maja leti hogi na iski biwiya isse..Kaisa lagta hoga jab itna bada unki vagina main jata hoga..!! Kaise jhel pati hogi woh dono..??? Kya agar Aslam ne mujhe bhi sex k liye bola to kya main unka le paungi apne ander…Sameer ka to kitna chota hai… aur unka lete waqt bhi mujhe kai baar dard hota hai… to ye to…!! Bapre…!! Kash sameer ka bhi itna bada hota…Par kya fark padta hai..?? Sameer ko to un gorio ke sath hi maje karne do… mere paas mera Aslam hai!!!)

Itna sochte hi Kamya thodi jyada excite ho gai… Aur wo aur bhi jor se Aslam k lund ko chusne lagi…
Chuste chuste wo Aslam ka lund hila bhi rahi thi… thodi der main usse Aslam ki awaaj sunai di

– “Haa… bs aise hi….aah.. bada maja aa raha hai…aaahh”

Kamya kuch sochti hai aur phir Aslam ka lund chusna band kar deti hai… Aslam apne charam par tha.. aur aise main agar uska maja ruk jay to gussa to ayga hi… Aur shayad Kamya Aslam ka yahi gussa badhana chahti thi… aur uske gusse main wo usse puchna chahti thi ki uska gussa kaise niklega… aur usse jab gussa ata hai to kya kya karne ka maan karta hai… taki wo uski mano sthiti samaj sake aur uska uss hisab se illaj kar sake…

Ye dar asal Kamya ke dimag ka khel tha jo wo Aslam ko khud ko chodne ke liye manane ke liye khel raha tha.. taki wo Aslam se chud bhi jay.. aur Aslam usse giri hui randi bhi na samjhe… Wo bas dikhana chahti thi ki wo jo bhi karna chahti hai wo Aslam ke liye hi … uske illaj ke liye hi kar rahi hai… aur iss main uska koi swarth nahi hai… par dar asal wo Aslam ke sath sex ka maja lena chah rahi thi… aur chah rahi thi ki Aslam usske sath wo sab kuch kare jo wo chahta hai… uske jism ko rounde… Ek havas aur sameer se badle ki bhavna thi jo usse ye sab karne par majboor kar rahi thi… aur dusri taraf wo apni havas ko Kind hearted ness aur professionalism ki chadar ke niche chupane ki koshish kar rahi thi…

– “Kya huva bhen ki lodi… ruk kyun gai… kitna maja aa raha tha… “

Aslam ke chehre par gussa saaf dekha ja sakta tha…Gusse ke mare Aslam ka akda huva lund bhi thoda sikud gaya tha…Aur yahi to Kamya chahti thi… taki gusse main wo kya feel karta hai aur kya karna chahta hai wo jan sake

– “Please gussa mat hoiye.. main bas kuch puchna chahti hu… agar aap ko bura na lage to… main bas apki madad karna chahti hu…. Aap ko thik karna chahti hu…. taki aap apni jindgi main aage badh sake.. aur isske liye main jo bhi ho payga wo main karungi… Please shant ho jaiye… Aur meri kuch baato ka javab dijiye..Please.. Main bas janna chahti hu k jab aapko gussa aata hai to kya hota hai… taki main uska illaj kar saku… Maine ekdam se issie liye band kar diya taki aapko gussa aye… main chahti hu aapko gussa aye.. aur aap mere savaalo ka javab gusse main hi do… kyun ki insaan gusse main hi dil ki baat khul ke bol deta hai.. aam taur par wo apne dil ki baat kehne main hichkichata hai….”

Kamya ne ye sab ek hi saans main bol diya…Aslam ko waise gussa to bahot aa raha tha.. par wo phir bhi Kamya pe jabardasti nahi karna chah raha tha.. aur jab kamya ne kaha ko wo kuch bhi karegi… to uska dimag phir se daudne laga…

(Aab kya naya soch liya issne??? Chalo sunte to hai… par mujhe apna gussa kam nahi hone dena hai… taki isse bhi ye lage ki Aslam ka gussa utarna koi mamuli cheej nahi hai… aur mere gusse ke dar se hi sahi ye mujhe agli baar kabhi na roke… Kuch to karna padega…)

Aslam ne aage jhuk kar Kamya ke baalo ko pakad ke usse piche khicha… Isse Kamya ka sir upar uth gaya… aur uske boob bahar ki taraf nikal aye… Kamya ke tane huye boobs par tane huye nipple dekh ke Aslam ko ye andaja to ho gaya ki laudiya bahot garam hai..
( agar aise main khud garam hone par bhi agar ye baat kar rahi hai to jarror..kuch aisi baat hai jise soch kar ye khud bhi bahot garam ho chuki hai.. )

Aslam ek pohcha huva khiladi tha.. Kamya ki baato se wo samajh gaya ki
( Sali mere bimari ke baremain janana chahti hai… Accha huva issi ne bata diya ki issne mujhe gussa kyun dilaya.. ab main thoda soch samajh kar hi isske javab dunga.. .. Par Sali ko ekdam se illaj ka kaise khayal aya… dimag kharab kar diya… kaha isse chodne ki taiyari kar raha tha.. aur kaha ye aisi baate le ke beth gai… par ab Sali ko gussa to dikhana padega.. jo usse dekhna hai.. aur gusse ke naam pe thoda aur maja main bhi le lunga…dekh saali aab tere sath kya kya karta hu..)

Aslam apni hi khichdi pakane main tha.. ki woh kya karega… aur Kamya apni….
Agar dono ek dusre ke maan ko padh pate to ab tak chudai chalu ho chuki hoti.. Par kamya ke sanskar… jismain ek shadi shuda aurat kisi bhi paraye mard ke sath jyada ghule mile wo thik nahi mana jata… waha ek dam se kisi ko apna jism nochne ke liye de dena .. wo bhi uski iccha ke mutabik… bahot badi baat thi… par hona to wahi tha…

– “Saali… tujhe pata bhi hai tune mujhe kitna gussa dilya hai.. thodi si khushi milne ke baad… itna baada dil tod diya… Sali nahi karna tha to na karti… mere lode ko garam karke chodne ki kya jarorat thi…?? Madarchod… Chal jaldi bata Sali… kya puchna hai…??”
– “Kya apko gussa tab se ata hai jab se apko do ladkio ne pyar main dhoka diya… aur phir apki biwio se apko manchaha pyar nahi mila..??? aaah”
Aslam ke baal khichne se Kamya ko dard ho raha tha… par woh apne aap ko sambhal rahi thi aur apne kaam pe jyada dhyan de rahi thi… Aslam ki Kamya ke maan ko thoda thoda padh paa raha tha.. aur wo Kamya ko apni sex life kitni kharab hai uska rona suna raha tha….Kamya jis bhi vajah se Aslam ko mana kar sakti Aslam wo sari vajaho ko apne gusse ka karan batana chahta tha… taki Kamya kisi bhi karan se piche hat na sake…

– “Ha… Sali meri dono maalo ne mujhe issi liye nahi apnaya tha kyun ki main ek muslim tha… garib tha… aur meri biwio ne mujhe nahi apnaya kyun ki wo kisi aur se pyar karti thi… mujhe kabhi bhi wo sukh nahi mila jo maine chaha tha… jo har ek mard aurat ke jism se chahta hai… Par tu kya samjhegi.. tu bhi to unmain se hi ek hai.. abhi tune wahi kiya thodi der pehle.. mujhe dhoka diya..”

Aslam bolte bolte bahot gussa bata raha tha… aur Kamya ke balo ko aur khich raha tha…
Kamya ko lag raha tha ki Aslam uske chahe anusar hi uske savalo ke javab de raha hai…. Par asliyat to aap sab jante hi hain na(!!)

– “Oh… so sorry for that Aslam…. par please meri baato ka javab do…aah(bal khichne ki waja se)… Wo kya baat hai jis par tumhain gussa ata hai…Jab tumhe gussa ata hai to tumhe kya karne ka maan karta hai… kya chal raha hota hai tumhare dimag main….kya kiya jay to tumhara gussa shant ho jata hai… tumhari konsi iccha e hai jisko pura hone par tumhara gussa shant ho sakta hai… please mujhe sari baate batao.. har ek baat jo tum chahte ho…mehsoos karte ho..”

Aslam puri tarah se samjah gaya ki manjra kya hai.. wo samajh gaya ki Kamya aisi baate kyun kar rahi hai…. Kamya ki sanskaro ki chadar jo ussne odhe rakhi hai… uske ander ki randi ko chupaye.. usse bahar aana hai.. aur wo iss tarah se hathkande apna rahi hai… Aslam bas ye nahi janta tha ki Kamya kis had tak uska sath degi… par aslam aaj usse wo har cheej bol dega jo wo uske sath karna chahta hai… Phir jo bhi Kamya karne de wo bonus… aur baki ka wo khud usse taiyar kar hi lega.. garam karke… Aslam iss baat se bahot khus huva….

(Ab dekh Sali … tera khel tujh pe hi khelta hu…main samajh gaya hu.. tu wo sab karegi mere sath jo unhone nahi kiya… unhone jo kabhi thi hi nahi…hehehe.. matlab tu wo sab karegi.. jo main chahta hu…hahaha)

Ye sochte hi Aslam ka lund akadne laga…. phir se… Aslam ne Kamya ke baal chod diye… aur gusse main hi bola…Aslam badi badi sanse le raha tha.. jaise ki usse bahot gussa aya huva ho….

– “Jab bhi mujhe gussa ata hai to sab se pehle mera lund tight ho jata hai…. dekh mera lund pehle se bhi jyada tight ho gaya hai… aur Sali tune upar se… bhenchod…. Sali madarchod… pura uthake uspe laat mardi…teri bhen ko chodu… Sali meri mashooka o par bhi mujhe issi liye gussa ata tha… kyun ki wo dono bhi teri tarah mujhse pyar nahi karti thi… mujhe har baar jaleel mehsoos karvati thi…mere akde huve lund ko teri tarah khus kiye bina hi chod deti thi… “

Kamya ko pata nahi kyun maja aa raha tha.. aur sath hi Aslam pe daya bhi aa rahi thi…. Phir kuch soch ke kamya ne Aslam ke lund ko apne hatho se strok karna chalu kar diya… Aur baate aage badhayi…
– “To bataiye na wo kya baat hai jis par aapko gussa ata hai…?? Jab aapko gussa ata hai to aapko kya karne ka maan karta hai…?? kya chal raha hota hai aapke dimag main….? kya kiya jay to aapka gussa shant ho jata hai… Pura bataiye ek bhi baat chupye bina… main har ek baat janna chahti hu…”

Kamya ke apne lund ko hilane se Aslam pure ufan par tha… wo ab thoda normal behave kar raha tha… gussa kam huva ho aise… usne soch liya tha ki usse kya bolna hai .. aur kaise bolna hai…aur Kamya ko kaise taiyar karna hai…

– “Main bas chahta hu ke main jee bhar ke kisi ladki ko pyaar karu… aur jaise main chahu waisa wo mere sath kare.. meri issi khwaish ki wajah se agar koi ladki mujhe pyar karne se rokti hai to mujhe bahot gussa ata hai…jee karta hai.. usse galiya du.. ya kuch kar dalu… Mere dil main bahot kuch tha.. jo main apni mashukao ke sath.. ya apni biwio ke sath karna chahta tha… lekin kabhi kar nahi paya… wo hi kwaishe mere jehen kab gusse ke taur par jama ho gai pata hi nahi chala… Ek javan khubsoorat ladki ki khwaish… jo kabhi puri hi nahi hui…
mera dimag bhi har lamha chudai ke bare main hi sochta rehta hai.. kyun ki mujhe wo sukh kabhi nahi mila.. aur jo mila wo bhi jaise chahiye waisa nahi mila… jisse chahiye usse nahi mila… hamesha dhutkar hi mili…kyun..?Kyun ki main garib hu…
Meri mashooka e mujh se shadi nahi kar payi… kyun ke wo hindu thi aur main musalmaan… kya ye mera kasoor hai…? kya pyar karne se pehle ye sab sochna jaroori nahi tha??
Mujhe chudai se iss liye rokti thi kyun ki wo mujhe nahi jhel pati thi… Mera lauda itna bada hai ye mera kasoor hai..?? unki chut itni choti hai ye mera kasoor hai..? Iss main mera kya kasoor…? Mera dimag hi ghatiya ho gaya hai….har jagah chudai hi dikhti hai… bas chudai… kisi ko bhi chodne ka maan karta hai…Kisi bhi javan ladki ko chodne ka maan karta hai… yaha tak ki apni khud ki javan beti ko bhi…. par kya karu..!! usske sath kuch kar nahi sakta… bahot dil karta hai ki ghar main hi ghum rahe javan jism ki chudai kar dalu… aur apne ander ki aag ko bhuja lu….par nahi kar sakta….Aur kabhi kuch kar na du uske sath ye soch kar maine ek kasam khayi… or us kasam ke hisab se maine ye tay kar liya ki agar apni biwi k alawa agar main kisi ladki ki chudai karunga to wo tabhi karunga jab wo meri kuch mango ko pura kar sake… jo mere tay kiye huve kuch paimane par aa sake…Iss kasam ki wajah se hi jo jism mujhe pasand ata hai wo aisa hi hota hai jo hasil na ho paye.. ya main hasil na kar pau…..wo chahe rishto ki wajah se ho, meri haisiyat ki wajah se, mere dharm ki wajah se… ya shayad mere dikhave ki wajah se…. aur shyad issi wajah se main gussa ho jata hu…Apni beti ko khud se bachane ke lie maine aise paimane rakh diye jiske mutabik ki koi bhi ladki mere jaise insan ke sath kabhi aa hi nahi sakti.. aur issi wajah se maine meri jindgi aur bhi battar aur gussail bana li…aur issi vajah se waqt mere dimag main chudai k khyal ate rehte hai….agar wo khas ladki agar mujhe mil jay jo meri mango ke hisab se ek dam thik ho tabhi main apna gussa nikal paunga…agar mujhe chudai k liye ladki mil bhi gai aur wo mairi sari mange puri na kar pai to mere dil ka gussa kabhi puri tarah se nahi niklega…main tabhi apna gussa nikal paunga agar wo muhje wo sab karne de ko main chahta hu… usse dard du… gandi gandi galiya du.. usse nicha mehsoos karau.. jaisa main karta hu.. agar dil se maine us ladki pe apna ye gussa utar diya to shayad mere ander ki ghutan kaam ho jaygi… Lekin kaha milegi waisi ladki mujhe ?? aur agar mil bhi gai to kyun karegi wo mere sath wo sab kuch??”

Aslam ne bade kamine dimag ke sath apni baate rakh di…. aur kamya ko puri tarah se apni baato ke jal main fasa liya..Kamya soch rahi thi ki baate uske hisab se aage badh rahi hai… par sach main baate Aslam jaisa soch raha tha waise aage badh rahi thi… Aslam ne apni baat puri kar ke thoda dukhi hone ka dikhava bhi kiya… taki Kamya ko thoda asli lage… usse bhi iss khel main maja aa raha tha..

Kamya bade gaur se Aslam ki baate sun rahi thi.. aur Aslam ke lund ko hila rahi thi… Kamya ka masson chehra apne lund ke pass dekh kar Aslam ko bada sukon mil raha tha… sath main Kamya ke nange boob par jhul raha mangalsutra Aslam ki havas aur
badha raha tha..

(Bichare.. kitna jhela hai inhone… Inhe bas ek aurat chahiye jaisi inke dimag main hai uss hisab se ho… jispe ye apni bhadas nikal sake…bichare ko pyar nahi mile ismain inka kya kassor hai…?? koi bhi admi frustration main aa jayga… bichare muslim hai.. ya unka wo bahot bada hai.. ya agar apni beti pe isska dil agaya wo bhi iss liye kyun ke ye sexually satisfied nahi hai.. to usmain inka kya kasoor… important to ye hai ki inhone apni beti ke upar apni gandi niyat jahir nahi hone di… itna sexual frustrated hone ke bavjood(sach main??!).. Par ye konsi sharto ki bate kar rahe the…. inhe kaisi ladki chahiye?? Kya main inhe help kar paungi… kya main iski frustration ko kam kar paungi… shayad haa….agar main main wo ladki hu to main inki har iccha puri kar dungi… agar unhone chaha us tarah se inki sarri bate mani to shayad ye thik ho sakte hai…. bas kisi bhi tarah ek baar inka frustration nikal jay.. to ye jaroor thik ho jaynge… Par kya main wo sab kar paungi jo ye kahenge… ?!! Par karna to padega.. ab main inhe inkar nahi kar sakti ….Par ye to tab ki baat hai jab main hi waisi ladki hu jaisi inhe chahiye… kya main waisi ladki hu jaisi inhe chahiye…?? Agar main nahi bhi hu…tab bhi mujhe kuch bhi kar ke khud ko woh ladki sabit karna hi padega… kaise bhi mujhe Aslam ko convince karna hi padega ki woh ladki main hi hu…aur agar wo convince na bhi ho tab bhi..wo mere sath wo sab kare jo wo us ladki ke sath karna chahte hai …taki wo mujh par hi unka sara gussa utar pay…)

Ye sochte sochte Kamya ki chut gili ho gai..Aslam ki baate sun kar Kamya bhi thodi garram ho rahi thi… dil to uska bhi kar raha tha ki apni chut sehlaye… par wo ye nahi kar sakti thi.. Aslam ke samne.. uski sharm usse rok rahi thi… uss iss wajah se uske dimag pe havas ka kabu badhne laga tha.. iss wajah se Kamya bhi Aslam ko jayaj thehra rahi thi.. yaha tak ki uski apni beti ko chodne ki baat bhi… Insan pe jab sex ka nasha chadhta hai to wo ye nahi sochta ki kya sahi hai aur kya galat… wo bas yahi sochta hai ki jo usse maja de wahi sahi hai.. aur uske alawa sab galat… aur Kamya ke sath bhi abhi wahi ho raha tha…

– “To aapko kaisi ladki chahiye?? Mujhe bataiye.. shayad main apki kuch madad kar saku “

– “Tu madad karegi meri?? Wo bhi chudai ke liye ladki dhundne main.. wo bhi aisi jaisi main chahta hu… na mumkin.. aisi koi ladki mere sath wo sab karne ko kabhi taiyar nahi hogi…”

– “Aap bataiye to sahi… phir dekhenge .. kya pata apki wo ladki dhund du…“

Kamya ko bhi pata nahi kyun ye janne ki iccha thi… Uske maan main kahi na kahi tha ki shayad Aslam jo mange rakhe wo usske hisab se ek dam perfect nikle.. aur wo unki madad kar sake
( Kya sach main madad hi reason tha ??!!)

– “Kya dimag ka bhosada kar rahi hai…? kya tu sach bol rahi hai??”
– “Ha ek baar try to kijiye… please.. Agar wo ladki na mile to aap hi mujhe hi wo ladki samjah k jo chahe wo kar lena… main kuch nahi kahungi…”

YE sun ke Aslam ke lode ne dobara harkat ki….

(Sali tujhe samjah ke nahi par tu hi wo ladki banegi..Sali tu waise bhi aaj mujhse chudne ko to taiyar ho hi chuki hai… par bada accha moka mila hai…tujhe puri tarah se apni randi banane ka….dekh Sali aaj aise pase bichauga ki tu khud apni kuwari gand mujhse marvayegi…itna hi nahi apne ghar ki sari aurato ko mere lund ke niche sulayegi.. yaha tak ki apni kuwari kamsin behan ki javani bhi mere naam kar ke usse mujhse chudvayegi.. Ab bas tu dekhti ja… Aaj to bus teri chut se hi dil khus karunga…Mera loda na jane kab se teri chut main ghusne ko betab hai… Jab se tujhe us sari main highway par dekha hai… tab se kisi ko chodne main maja nahi aya.. yaha tak ki usski chut main bhi wo maja nahi tha.. jo main tujhe sirf soch ke leta hu…teri khubsoorat jism ke aage to koi bhi nahi dikhta mujhe… aur aaj ke baad tujhe mere musal lode ke bina koi nahi dikhega.. )

– “Accha…Kya tu sach keh rahi hai??? To thik hai… fir dekh mukar mat jana… Agar tu itna keh rahi hai to sun….. mujhe ek aisi ladki chahiye jo javan ho…. ek kadak badan ki malkin…aur behad khubsoorat ho…. hai koi aisi ladki teri najar main??”

Kamya sochti hai..
( ye kya mange hui…?? koi bhi ladkiyon main yahi cheeje dekhega… ismain inhone naya kya manga..??? main bhi iss hisab se ekdam thik hu…)

Kamya thodi khus hui… lekin fir bhi confirm karne ke liye usne Aslam se pucha

– “Iss main naya kya hai.. koi bhi insan aisi hi ladki mange ga… ismain to koi bhi ladki fit ho jaygi… yahan tak ki main bhi…jara thik se samaj nahi aya aap chahte kya hai.. Matlab.. iss main to apki apni khud ki beti bhi aa jaygi.. ya koi bhi..Iss main kasam kya khai apne… aapko itni taklif kyun padi aisi ladki dhundne main..”

Kamya pata nahi kyun aise saval puch rahi thi…. par wo bhi soch main thi ki aisi ladki dhudna koi badi baat to nahi hai.. Jitna Aslam bata raha tha…

– “Ye puri mange nahi hai…agar tujhe sach main janna hai to sun… meri mango ki vajah jan le… taki tu meri kasam wali ladki ko jan sake…..maine kabhi tujhe uss najar se nahi dekha… bas tere sath thoda maja lena chahta hu…. kyun ki main nahi janta ki tu meri kasam ke mutabik sahi ladki nahi hai…aur shayad issi liye tujhe ye sab nahi batana chahta.. kahi tujhe bura na lag jay.. kahi ye na lage ki aisi mango wali ladki ho hi nahi sakti… aur hogi to bhi wo mere sath kabhi kuch nahi karegi… aur agar kahi ye sach mujh par jahir ho gaya ki aisi ladki nahi hai to pata nahi main apni baki jindgi kaise katunga…par shayad main janta hu mujhe aisi ladki kahi nahi milegi.. jo meri mango ke hisab se ho… aur agar hogi to bhi aisi kabhi nahi milegi jo meri har baat manegi…meri mange hi aisi hai..jo shayad kabhi puri nahi hogi…. shayad meri jindgi aise hi khatam ho jaygi… issi gusse ke sath…! ”
Aslam ki iss baat ne Kamya ka dil chu liya…

( Agar main wo ladki hu bhi to wo mere sath wo sab nahi karna chahta… sach main tum kitne acche ho Aslam… par agar main thodi bhi us ladki ki tarah hu.. to main tumhari iccha jaroor puri karungi.. its my promise… mujhe mere pati ki kasam… uske mangalsutra ki kasam… ki main tumhari har khwaish puri karungi…)

Kamya sympathy main beh kar ek decision le leti hai… k wo khud ko Aslam ke supart kar degi. ..jaise wo chahe…Aur uske liye kuch bhi karegi….

– “aap please batao to sahi.. ek docter k taur par bata do.. bina sharmaye… main jara bhi bura nahi manungi…bas mujhe puri baat batao”

Kamya adhi nangi… Aslam ke samne bethi thi…. aur wo Aslam ke lund ko hilana bandh kar chuki thi par bethi to abhi bhi Aslam ke pero main hi thi… Dono puri tarah se baato main hi khoye the… Dono ke adhe nange jisam paseene se bhig chuke the… aur garmi ke wajah se aur bhi jyada mast lag rahe the….

– “ To sun…meri kasam hai ki jis ladki ko main chodu.. wo javan ho..jyada se jyada meri beti jitni…… kyun ki maine hamesha se javan ladkio ko chodna chaha tha… issi wajah se meri najar meri javan betio par bhi jati hai… aur issi liye main chahta hu jo bhi ladki mere lund ko shant kare wo meri beti ki umra ki ya uss se bhi choti ..taki meri javan chut ko chodne ki iccha puri ho jay.. aur apni betio par meri gandi najar na pade…
Main badsurrat hu…aur mota bhi aur iss vajah wo ladki ek dam khubsurat honi chahiye….uska chehra ek dam masoom sa hona chahiye.. khubsoorat.. gora.. lambe baal… surahi dar gardan… ek dam pari ki tarah khubsoorat…Ek dam kisi film ki heroine ke tarah… jiska badan ekdam kadak kasa huva ho…jisko dekh ke kisi ka bhi loda kadak ho jay… mujhe aisi ladki chahiye.. jise chodna har koi chahta ho.. par jispe haq sirf mera ho… Tu khubsurat to hai.. par kuwari nahi… issi wajah se main tujhe nahi chodna chahta….”

Kamya Aslam ki mango ko sun ke excite ho rahi thi… Wo bilkkol sharm ko chod chuki thi… kareeb adhe ghante se aslam ke samne nangi hone ki wajase…. aur dono nange hi bethe the uss kamre main…

Upar se wo bilkool match kar rahi thi uski mango ke hisab se… wo dhire dhire khud ko Aslam k niche mehsoos kar rahi thi…. Soch rahi thi ki kaise madad karegi Aslam ko apni bhadas nikalne main??
Aslam ne baat age badhai

– “Par inn mango main to meri dono betiya bhi aa sakti thi…. iss wajah se maine apni sharte thodi mushkil ki aur kasam khai ki wo ladki ameer honi chahiye… mujhe jindgi main pyaar nahi mila kyun ki main gareeb tha… na meri mashooka o ka nahi apni biwio ka… aur isska badla main lunga uss ameer ladki ko berehmi se chod ke… apne gareeb lund se…
Aur wo ladki padhi likhi honi chahiye…. taki uss par main apne anpadh hone ka guss bhi nikal saku.. jiski wajah se acche ghar ki ladkiya mujhe dhutkara karti thi.. Ek ameer aur padhi likhi ghar ki ladkiya mere jaise insaan ke pass bhi nahi aati..to chudai karvana mujse wo to bahot dur ki baat hai… aur issi wajah se main kisi randi ko bhi nahi chod sakta… kyun ki koi bhi padhi likhi ameer ladki aisa kaam kabhi nahi karegi.. Aur waise bhi ek padhi likhi ameer ghar ki ladki ko chodne ke khayal se hi mera lund akadne lagta hai.. Sali apne jism ka kitna khayal rakhti hai.. kaise badan dikha dikhe aise kapde pehenti hai.. kaise matak matak ke chalti hai…. socho sach main agar mil jay to main kya kya karunga uske sath… Iss mang main meri betiyan nahi aati thi…. par phir maine socha kahi kal main ameer ho gaya to ??? Meri betiyan bhi padh likh gayi to??? Iss liye maine ek aur kasam khai…Inn sabhi kasmao main fasta chala gaya… aur fir bhi apni betiyon ko mehfoos nahi kar sakta tha… iss liye maine ek aur kasam khai…taki main unhe mehfoos rakh sakhu khud se..
Mujhe pyar na milne ki ek wajah ye hai ki wo ladkiyan muslim nahi thi… mere pyar mujh se chin gaya kyun ki main musalmaan hu aur wo nahi… main apna sara gussa us ladki par nikalna chahta hu… main usse apne musalmaan lund se chod ke .. apni khayi huyi kasamo main se har kasam ko main thoda bahot chod sakta hu… par iss wali kasam ko nahi.. main apni mashooka o ki bewafai ka badla lena chahta hu…aur mere gusse ki sab se badi wajah yahi hai.. Aur yehi sab se badi vajah hai meri lund ko chut na milne ka… kyun ki ek gair muslim ladki.. mere jaise muslim se kyun chudegi wo bhi apni marji se….pehle ki baat aur thi.. tab main javan tha… lekin agar pehle ki hi baat hoti to phir ye kasame hi kyun khani padti… ab iss budhape main kaha se milegi ek gair muslim javan ladki… Issi wajah se mujhe pata hai ki meri mango k hisab se koi b ladki mere sath chudai k liye taiyar nahi hogi… aur agar allah ki dua se taiyar ho bhi gai.. to shayad meri dil ki sari tammanaho ko puri na kare… kyun ki mare jehan main aisi bahot si tamannae hai jiske pure kiya bina mera dil nahi manega.. aur na hi uske bina mera gussa khatam hoga…. Upar se mujhe jo ladki chahiye wo Kuwri honi chahiye….. unchi chut… jise aaj tak kisi ne na choda ho…”

Kamya excitement se bhar chuki thi.. Wo Aslam k jaal main puri tarah se fas chuki thi… Ek padhi likhi docter.. jo ki ek psychiatrist hai.. wo ek anpadh insaan ke hatho bevkoof ban chuki thi…Wo Jalan aur hawas se iss tarah se ghir chuki thi ki Aslam ki baate sach na hoker bhi usse sach lag rahi thi… Jase wo khud hi unhe sach manna chahti ho.. taki wo Aslam pe khud hi daya kar sake.. aur uska illaj bhi kar sake… Agar kamya ne Aslam ki bato par thoda bhi gaur kiya hota to wo usse badi assani se pakad sakti thi.. par jab dimag sex se ghir jata hai to sirf wahi sach hota hai.. aur sari duniya jhoothi lagti hai.. chah kar bhi Kamya ke muh se kuch nikal nahi raha tha… soch rahi thi ki age kaise badhe… usne phir himmar ki aur pucha…

– “Agar aisi ladki mili to aap kya karoge uske sath??”
– “wo to milegi tab bataunga… aur bataunga kya… karunga … Apni sari bhadas nikalunga uss pe…Saalo se jo hasrate daba ke rakhi hai wo sari nikal dunga uspe… aise chodunga ki wo chillayegi.. chikhegi… par main jara bhi rahem nahi karunga…tab tak jab tak mera dil na bhare.. mera lund shant na ho… bas.. ek baar dil se mera gussa nikal diya..aur lund se pani… to shayad main thik ho jaunga…”

Kamya puri tarah se gili ho chuki thi… ab usse raha nahi jaa raha tha.. jo bhi Aslam ne sab usske sath match ho raha tha.. aur wo Aslam ke sath sab kuch karne ke liye wo mari jaa rahi thi… Sivay ki uske kuwarepan ke.. kyun ki apni chut ki bhet to wo sameer ke lund ko de chuki thi… uska di ek second ke liye beth gaya… Shayad Aslam ko khushkarne ke liye wo sab kuch karne ko taiyar thi… apne dost, apne patient ko thik karne ke liye…Agar shayad wo kuwari hoti to apni chut Aslam ko khushi khushi de deti…

– “Main janta hu aisi koi ladki nahi hai.. Jo meri har mango ko puri kar sake..”

Kamya ab khud ko na rok saki… usne socha ab Aslam ko kisi tarah se convince karna hi padega…

– “Aslam ye shayad tumhare man ka bharam hai… ki agar tum tumhari kasam ke hisab ki ladki ke sath wo sab karoge tabhi tumhara gussa jayga… Shayad agar tumhe apne dil ki bhadas nikalne ke liye koi bhi ladki mile to tumhara gussa nikal sakta hai…”
– “Kya such main…??mujhe lagta hai jab tak mujhe meri kasam ke hisab se ladki nahi milti tab tak mera dil nahi bharega.. Aur wo bhi sari ki sari kasme”
Kamya se raha na gaya… wo puch hi bethi.. Jo wajah uske aur Aslam ke bich thi
– “aap ko kuwari ladki hi kyun chahiye ??”

Aslam samajh gaya tir ek dam nishane par laga hai… Kamya ab ek dam taiyar hai…

– “Uski seal todne ka maja hi kuch aur hai… ek javan ladki ke jism main ghusne wala pehla lund tumhara hai ye soch hi bahot madhosh karne wali hai…. meri dono biwiyan pehle se chudi hui thi… issi liye main ek unchuda ched dhund raha hu apna lund dalne ke liye.. Aur agar kisi ladki main jane wala pehla lund tumhara ho to wo ta umra tumhe nahi bhulegi.. aur aisi ladki se tum imandari ki umeed rakh sakte ho… warna jo kisi aur ke paas ja chuki ho… wo uski na hui to tumhari kya hogi ???”

– “Par kyun??? Matlab agar ladki kuwari na bhi ho to kya fark padta hai…?? agar wo dil se tumhe apna maan le to ismain kya dikkat hai..?? Agar wo ladki apne aapko tumhare havale karne ko taiyar ho to ??”
Kamya kuch bhi karke Aslam se ye debate jitna chahti thi…

– “Agar wo apna jism mere havale karne ko taiyar ho to shayad main usse apna lu… aur rahi maje ki baat to usmain bhi fark pardta hai…..Fark yahi padta hai k uski chut agar kisi ne nahi chodi to wo kasi hui hogi.. wo jis tarah se tumhare lund ko bhichti hai uska maja hi kuch aur hai… ek chudi hui chut main wo baat nahi hoti… kuch main hoti hai wahi kasavat chudne ke baad bhi.. par Kuwari chut main guaranteed hoti hai… Issi liye muche ek unchudi chut chahiye.. mujhe mera lund itne tight ched main dalna hai jise kisi cheej ne jyada bada na kiya ho.. samjhi”

– “To pata kaise chaleg ki jo girl virgin nahi hai wo bhi tumhari chahat ke
hisab se tight hai ki nahi??”

Kamya pata nahi kaise ye sab bol rahi thi…

– “Ab ye to uski chut main apna lund dalke hi pata chalega… aise to koi tareeka nahi hai… Par shayad mujhe wo khushi na mile jo ek kuware ched ko chodne main mile… par koshish karne main kya jata hai… Shayad ladki mujhe apna jism soup bhi de… aur uski chut kasi hui bhi ho.. par shayad phir bhi mere dil main ek kuware ched ko chodne ki khwaish hai wo baki reh jaygi… par agar iss cheej ko najar andaaz karke main thik ho saku to main koshish jaroor karunga… par kaha milegi aisi ladki mujhe.. Sali du dalli to nahi hai na (HA HA HA )… docteri ki aad main ladkiyan suppy to nahi karti hai na?? ( HA HA HA)“

Aslam khud ke joke pe khud hi has padta hai….. Mano usne majak main kaha ho… par wo dil ki baato ko majak ke taur par bahar nikal chuka tha.. Kamya bhi ek pal ke liye jhep gai.. par usne bhi aslam ki kahi baato ka serious javab dena hi sahi samjha..

– “Yeh aap kya bol rahe hain…???”
– “To kya Kahi tu hi to mere sath nahi karne wali wo sab.. ”

Aslam phir se jor se has deta hai…

– “Sahi socha aapne…ek baar please mere sath try karke dekhiye….shayad main apki mango par puri niklu”

Kamya khud nahi janti thi ki wo kya bol gai thi… par ab jo bol diya wo bol diya..

Kamya ka dil joro se dhadak raha tha.. ghabhrahat aur garmi ki wajah se pasine se bhiga Kamya ka jism chamak raha tha.. aur uske kadak bubbo pe latka mangalsutra upar niche ho raha tha…

Aslam ekdam shocked aur anjaan banne ka natak kar raha tha.. mano usne aisa socha hi na ho.. Aslam ander se ek dam khus tha.. aur wo janta tha ki uska tir ekdam thik nishane par laga hai… bas ab Kamya kuch bhi ho jay piche nahi hategi…Phir bhi usne thoda confirm hone ki sochi.. kyun ki wo age bahot kuch karna chahta tha..

– “Ye tu kya bol rahi hai.. Par.. matlab.. mera matlab.. kaise… matlab main tere sath wo sab kaise kar sakta hu…??”

Kamya thodi shock thi… par wo soch rahi thi Aslam ko yakeen dilane ke liye usse ab khul na hi padega…
( chut ki khujli Kamya se ab nahi sahi jaa rahi thi.. aur yahi usse besharm banne par majboor kar rahi thi.. )

– “Aap ko thik karene ke liye aapka gussa nikalna jaroori hai… aur uske liye ek ladki ki jaroorat hai… ek docter ke nate aapka illaj karna meri duty hai.. aur uske liye main kuch bhi karungi… aur issi liye koi rasta na dekh kar main aapke sath wo sab karungi jo aap chahenge….waise bhi aap ko mango k hisab se main ekdam sahi ladki hu.. Aap ko ek javan ladki chahiye.. to kya main javan nahi hu… bilkool apki beti ki umar ki??”
– “Ha… hai to sahi magar…”

Aslam ki khushi ka thikana nahi tha.. Jab kamya khud ko usse chudne ke layak sabit karne ke liye tadap rahi thi.. Par usse bhi aab maja aa raha tha …

– “Kya main khubsoorat nahi hu…?? Kya mera badan waisa nahi jaisa apko chahiye…?”
– “Khubsoorat to tu hai.. magar tere badan abhi maine pura kaha dekha hai…??”

Ye bol ke Aslam ne apna lund khud hi hilaya..
Itna suna hi tha aur Kamya khadi ho gai…. Kamre main Kamya ki chudi ki aur payal ke khanakne ki awaje gunj uthi jo mahol ko aur bhi erotic bana rahe the..
Kamya ne khade ho ke apne peti cot ka nada khol diya… aur uska peticot uske pero ke irda gird gir pada… Aur Kamya Aslam ke samne sirf apne gehno, sandal aur panty main khadi thi… Kamya black v shape black panty main kayamat lag rahi thi..

– “Maa kasam tu to kayamat hai… ek dam kasa huva badan hai tera.. dil to karta hai abhi tujhe chod du.. par..”

Kamya khus huvi Aslam ki baato ko sun ke… par Aslam ke par ko usse ha main tabdil karna tha…

– “Aslam main ameer bhi hu aur padhi likhi bhi… Docter se padhi likhi ladki kaha milegi aapko…?”
– “HA ye to sach hai…”
– “Aur main dharm se bhi Hindu hu… ek gair muslim aurat.. jaisa aap chahte ho… “
– “Are ha.. ye to maine socha hi nahi tha…”
– “Aur main aapke sath wo sab kuch karne ko taiyar hu jo aap chahte ho… wo bhi apni marji se…”
– “Par tum to shadishuda ho… tumhari chut shayad utni kasi huyi na ho jaisi mujhe chahiye”
– “Ye to apko usse istamal karne ke baad hi pata chalega.. kya aap ek baar meri vagina ki tightness try nahi karna chahenge..?”
– “Vagina??? Wo kya hota hai…?”
– “Isse… “

Kamya ne ishare se apni chut ki aur ishara kiya..

– “Teri chaddi kasi hui ho isse mujhe kya… mujhe to teri chut kasi hui ho tabhi maja ayega….”

Aslam kuch samjhe bina aise hi kuch bhi bol raha tha… excitement main uska lund bethe bethe hi jhatke maar raha tha… mano uska pani aise hi chut jayga….

– “Chaddi nahi… chut”

Kamya aab puri tarah se khul chuki thi… puri bold ho chuki thi…bolne main thoda awkward to laga par usne bol hi diya ‘chut’ shabd ko…Kamya ne badi seductive way main Aslam se kaha….

Ab Aslam khud ko kaise rok sakta tha..Kamya ko aise bolte huye dekh kar hi uske lund ka pani chutne wala tha…..Wo khada huva aur dod ke Kamya ke pass gaya… aur usse apni baho main pakad kar uske hotho par kiss karne laga..kiss kya chusne laga uske hoth… Kamya bhi height main apne se chote Aslam ko access dene ke liye thodi jhuk gai… dono ke pasine se bhige nange badan chap chap ki awwaz kar rahe the…

Aslam khud ko rok nahi paa raha tha… uske hath Kamya ki pith se lekhar uski kamar se lekar uske boobo se hothe huve dobara uski pith pe jaa rahe the.. dono ke jism se nikalne wali garmi ek daam se bahot badh gai thi… dono issko mehsoos kar rahe the.. aur sath hi dono ke jism se nikalta pasina bhi….

Aslam pagalo ki tarah Kamya ko chum raha tha.. uske hoth chus raha tha.. apne gande thuk se uske hotho ko gila kar raha tha… uski lal lipstick ko kha raha tha… Ek sundar gori si ladki ek kale bhadde se admi se lipti aise lag rahi thi mano vanila pe choclate sause.. Bahot hi erotic lag raha tha… ek dam kisi interracial porn ki tarah… Jaha ek behad hi Kala aur ganda insaan ek behad hi gori aur khubsoorat ladki ko bahot hi buri tarah se chodta hai…

Aslam dhire dhire Kamya ko piche dhakate huye le gaya aur usse table ane tak dhakata gaya.. Iss dauran dono ki kiss to chalu hi thi..Aur Aslam ek hath se Kamye ke boob aur dusre hath se uski gaand daba raha tha…Aisa karte waqt Aslam ka lund kamya ki panty pe chu raha tha jo usse ek ajeeb sa maja de raha tha. Aur wo kamar hila hila ke apne lund ko ghis raha tha uski panty pe… aur kamya ko piche dhaka raha tha…

Piche hatate waqt Kamya ki sandle tak tak ki awwaz kar rahi thi.. aur uski payal chan chan ki… sath hi uski chudio ki khanak mahol ko aur bhi jyada madhoshi wala bana rahe the…

Jaise hi Kamya ne piche jana roka.. table ki wajah se… Aslam ne bhi apna kiss toda… aur wo bas Kamya ko dekhe ja raha tha…Kamya ka sunder chehra… uski maang ka sindoor… uski sir ki bindi…. uski sunder naak… uski gulab ki pankhudio jese hoth… uski surahidaar gardan… uske gale main latakta mangalsutra … uske do kadak boobe… uska sudol aur sundar pet…uski chodiose bhari kalaiya… uski kali penti… uski gori jhanghe..aur uski high heal ki sandal..

Bas ek apsara hi thi wo… jo aaj iss rakshas ki hawas mitane wali thi… ek gori pari… ek sundar bacchi .. ha bacchi hi thi wo Aslam ke samne… uski beti ki umar ki hi to thi wo… Kamya ki ankho main wo hawas ko saaf taur par dekh paa raha tha.. Par aslam Kamya ko puri tarah se nanga karna chahta tha..jismani aur dimagi dono tariko se…. taki dobara usse itni mehnat na karni pade.. aur Kamya khud b khud wo sab kuch kare jo wo chahe..

Aslam Kamya ke samne niche beth gaya Kamya ki choot ke upar ke akhri kapde ko bhi hatane k liye usne… apne dono hatho ki moti ungli ko panty ke elastic main dala aur thoda sa khicha hi tha…Kamya ki ankhe lajjat se aur sharm se bandh ho gai… Kamya ne piche table pe hath rakhe aur iss tarah se uss pe jor diya taki uski chati bahar ki aur nikal ayi aur uske pair bhi sidhe ho gaye…. Kamya ki chati bahar ane se uska mangalsutra uske dono boobs ke bich main aa gaya.. Aslam ne Kamya ki choot ke upar se chaddi hatayi hi thi ki woh ruk gaya…

– “Kamya Randi… kya tum sach main ye chahti hai?? Agar ek baar main chalu ho gaya to phir kuch bhi ho jay main rukunga nahi”

Kamya iss waqt ye nahi chah rahi thi.. wo ab ekdam se frustrate ho chuki thi apni hawas se.. wo kuch bhi kar ke Aslam ko aage badhana chahti thi.. uska lund apni chut main lena chahti thi…par wo puri tarah se khulna bhi nahi chahti thi… Aslam ke samne.. wo bus uske illaj ke dikhave main hi apni hawas mitana chahti thi… aur sach pucho to illaj ke iss khel main usse bhi maja aa raha tha..

– “Ha ha Aslam.. main bilkool yahi chahti hu.. tum bilkool mat daro….Tumhare illaj ke liye ye jaroori hai… agar tumhare gusse ko nikalne main kaisi bhi madad kar sakta hu… to main jaroor karungi… Main bas chahti hu k tum ek normal life jiyo… apni beti pe gandi najare na dalo.. Gandi galiyan.. gussa kuch bhi na nikle tumhare muh se.. aur issi liye main chahti hu ke tum tumhare maan main jo bhi hai usse yahi niikal do… mere upar .. taki fir tumhare dil main koi gila shikva na rahe.. aur tumhare gussa bhi nikal jay..”

– “Matlab tu chahti hai ki main tere sath kuch bhi karu?? Tu mujhe nahi rokegi”

Kamya ekdam se ha to bolna chahti thi… par usne baat ko thoda ghuma diya

– “Tum kuch bhi karo… bas tumhara gussa nikalo….agar mujhe thik na laga to main tumhe rok dungi… par jab tak main na roku.. tum kuch bhi kar sakte ho… aisa socho ye jism tumhara hai…. tum jo chahe wo karo iss ke sath… Bas yeh socho ke main hi wo ladki hu jise tum dhund rahe the… main hi wo ladki hu…. Bas apni sari bhadas nikal do.. Socho ki main wo ladki hu jisne tumhe pyaar karne se inkar kar diya… uska badla lena hai tumhe mujhse.. main wo ladki hu jisne tumhare pyaar ko thukraya hai… aur aaj tumhe moka diya hai ki apna pyaar sabit karo.. bas jo man main aye karo… aaj tumhe jo karna hai karo… main tumhe jara bhi nahi rokungi… Aaj chahe main rou chikhu… ya kuch bhi ho jay… tum rukna mat… bas ye socho ki mujhe apna gussa nikalna hai… koi daya nahi karni hai..”

Itna bolte bolte Kamya bhi bahot garm ho gai thi…. aur uski ankhe bhi bandh ho gai thi…Itna sunna hi tha ki Aslam ne Kamya ki panty utar ke uske ghutno tak khich di… Kamya ki shaved gulabi chut.. kisi choti bacchi ki chut ki tarah khubsoorat lag rahi thi… ek dam pyari si.. kasi huyi..gulabi si..

Aslam ne apni do ungli o se Kamya ki chut ke fako ko thoda failaya… aur ander ki gulabi ched ko dekha… Ek dam chota sa ched tha… Aslam ne apni ek ungli Kamya ki chut main gusa di… Kamya lajjat man dub gai.. aur wo ehsaas Aslam bakhubi uske chehre par dekh sakata tha… Kamya puri tarah se khoyi hui thi…uski ankhe bandh thi… Aslam ki ungli aur itni excitment ki wajah se hi Kamya ka pani choot gaya
( Wah kya kasi hui choot hai Sali ki.. jitna socha tha usse bhi jyada.. ur Sali meri ungli pe hi apna pani chod rahi hai…Sali meri ungli ko bhi isski choot ne kya bhich ke rakha hai… jab mera lund isski itni kasi huyi choot main jayga to maja aa jayga… sala aab control nahi hota )
To be continued…
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