Pichla bhaag padhe:- Raat ki chori- Richa ki chudai kahani
Chudai kahani ab aage-
Do mahine beet gaye the wo raat ke baad. Jism ka dard to chala gaya tha, par mann ka darr abhi baitha hua tha, jaise koi bhoot. Raat ko neend nahi aati thi. Aankhon ke aage wo riksha wala chacha aur uska kaala lund ghoomta rehta tha. Roz main paroxetine ki goliyan khaati rahi. Papa doctor the, unse chhupa ke dawa le leti thi. Ye dawa meri hawas ko sula deti thi, par kab tak?
Aaj kuch aur tha. Aaj budhwar ki raat thi, aur main Lover Avenged padh rahi thi. Novel mein ek scene tha, jahan hero heroine ki zor se, maze lekar maar raha tha. Wo kahani ko imagine karke meri chut mein aag lag gayi. Wo poori dawayi ka asar khatam ho gaya. Meri chut geeli ho gayi aur panty bhi geeli ho gayi, aur main apne aap se baat karne lagi.
Jaise Richa ke 2 roop ho, Good aur Devil, dono mann mein aapas mein baat kar rahe the.
Devil Richa bol rahi thi: Chal aaj wapas lund ki khoj mein baahar jaate hai. Aur kisi mast bade lode se lund ki bhookh mitate hai.
Good Richa boli: Chutiya ladki, pagal ho gayi hai kya? Pehli baar to chacha ne teri chut faad di thi. Darr nahi lagta?
Par Devil Richa kehti thi: Chup kar chhinaal. Teri chut pyaasi hai, lund chahiye. Jaa, nange ghoom, azaadi ko choom.
Maine soch liya fir. Ghar se chupke se nikli, society ki sadak par ghoom rahi thi. Ek ghar se pink bra aur pink panty uthayi aur aage kuch aur ghar chhodh kar doosre ghar se ek dress uthaya jo deep neck wala tha, aur uska back jaise poora open ho.
Uske paas malmal ka dupatta tha, wo uthaya. Mere ghar ke pichwade aa gayi. Fir mera nightdress nikaal kar chori wali bra-panty pehan li. Uske baad dress aur face ko dupatte se dhak diya. Sirf ek dress ghutnon tak aur dupatta chehre pe. Thandi hawa meri nangi taangon ko choom rahi thi. Chut mein khujli badh rahi thi.
Baahar raaste par walk kar rahi thi. Thoda aage chal kar mujhe ek raaste par dukan ke baahar bike dikhi, splendor. Bike ki chaabi lagi hui thi. Mujhe bike chalana aqta tha. Fir bike ko chupke se chori karke, uspe baith kar nikal padi. Ahmedabad ki khaali galiyon mein speed mein chala rahi thi. Hawa meri dress ko upar utha rahi thi. Chut mein gudgudi feel ho rahi thi.
Highway pe pahunchi to bike ka petrol khatam. Mujhe ghabrahat hui, par kar bhi kya sakti thi? Bike to kheench kar aage badh rahi thi, aur wahan ek truck aaya. Truck wala ruka. Aur helper aur uska helper neeche utra.
“Ee ladki, kya hua?,” helper ne poocha.
“Petrol khatam ho gaya,” maine sharmate hue kaha.
Helper meri taangon ko dekh raha tha. Uski aankhein chamak rahi thi. Helper bike check karne laga. Jab kick maari to uski nazar meri nangi taangon par padi. Wo manchala ho gaya. Aankhon mein hawas wali chamak dikhne lagi.
Helper meri taraf aaya aur bola: Akeli kyun ghoom rahi ho itni raat ko?
Main peeche hati aur boli: Ghar jaa rahi hu.
Helper ne bike side mein lagaya aur bola: Chalo, hum tumhe petrol pump tak chhodh denge.
Helper se raha nahi gaya aur poocha: Neeche kuch pehna nahi hai toone?
Maine ghabrate hue kaha: Haa, wo raaste mein fatt gaya tha, to nikaal diya.
Helper harami si muskan ke sath bola: Upar ka bhi fatt jayega to nikaal degi kya?
Main darr gayi aur sochne lagi ab kya karu? Aisa to nahi socha tha maine!
Helper ne meri bike pakad li: Chal ise truck mein load kar deta hu.
Maine virodh kiya, par helper ne kaha: Darr mat, hum ache log hai. Aaja truck ki cabin mein baith jaa.
Mere paas koi vikalp nahi tha. Main chup-chaap helper ke peeche chal di, aur helper mere aage truck ki aur badha. Helper ne mujhe cabin mein bitha kar cabin ko baahar se lock kiya, aur bike ko peeche lorry mein latka ke rakh diya. Fir usne truck start kiya aur highway se hatt kar ek side road pe le gaya jahan poora raasta andhere se bhara hua tha.
Main ghabra si gayi ki ye kya ho raha tha. Ye kahan fass gayi main? Driver ne mujhe utarne ko kaha, aur main neeche utri. Fir driver aur helper dono mere saamne aa gaye aur mere shoulder pe haath rakha aur poocha: Tumhara naam kya hai?
Main boli: Richa.
Ab main mann hi mann samajh gayi ki aaj main nahi bachne wali. Main sochne lagi ki kya-kya karenge ye log mere sath. Fir helper ne mere haath kheencha aur bola: Richa, kitna sundar naam hai. Tumhara tann bhi ek-dum kassa hua hai.
Usne meri dress ki strap peeche se kheenchi, jisse meri dress aage shoulder tak latak gayi. Fir helper ne peeche mud kar dekhte hue kaha, “Arre waah, pink bra pehni hai. Dekh to kitni mast lag rahi hai.” Dress peeche se nikal kar aage mere boob pe latak rahi thi.
Main apne hatho se dress ko pakad rahi thi aur wahan zor se hawa chalne lagi aur dress nice se poori upar uth gayi. Helper ne haste hue kaha ki, “Dekho malik, bra hi nahi, chaddi bhi pink colour ki hai.”
Driver bola: Beta chaddi nahi, fuddi bhi poori gulabi-gulabi hogi iski to.
Main ye sun kar thoda sa mann hi mann muskura di. Fir helper ne mujhe kamar se pakad liya aur main ab machli ki tarah jhatpatane lag gayi. Usi waqt helper ne mera dress kheench kar faad diya. Isse main khule raaste mein bra aur panty mein aa gayi. Fir dekhte hi dekhte main aadhi nangi, bra aur panty mein raaste par khadi thi.
Pink bra aur panty mere jism se chipke hue the, meri chuchiyon aur chut ki shape saaf dikhne lag rahi thi. Helper ne meri bra ko dheere se meri peeth se kheench kar nikala, aur use raaste par fenk diya. Meri nangi chuchiyan sunsan raaste mein chamak rahi thi.
Helper ne mere boobs dabate hue bola, Arre, kitne soft hai. Inko to choosna chahiye. Uske hatho ki garmi se meri body mein current sa daud gaya.
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