Chudai Ki Kahani Hindi Me: Andheri Ki Aakhri Auto

Auto ek gaddhe me aisa uchhla ki Riya seedha Kabir ki god me ja giri, aur uske munh se nikli pehli gaali ke saath uske honth uski gardan se takra gaye. Yeh chudai ki kahani Hindi me un raaton jaisi hai jo plan nahi hoti, bas ho jaati hain, aur Andheri station ke bahar wali bheed me us raat Riya ko aakhri local chhootne ka bilkul afsos nahi tha.

"Sorry, sorry," woh hadbada kar seedhi hui, lekin uske baal uske chehre par aa gaye the aur Kabir ne bina soche unhe peeche kiya. Uske haath ek pal zyada ruke. Baarish ki boondein auto ke khule side se andar aa rahi thi aur Riya ki kurti kandhe par bheeg chuki thi.

"Koi baat nahi. Waise bhi is auto me jagah kam, log zyada hain," Kabir bola, aur uski aankhon me woh shararat thi jo ajnabiyon me aam taur par nahi hoti. Riya ne dekha, uski shirt ke do button khule the, baalon me halki nami, aur haathon ki nasen ubhri hui.

Driver ne mirror me dekha aur seetee bajai. "Madam, Borivali? Ye sahab bhi wahi ja rahe hain. Sharing me chalega na?" Riya ne sir hilaya. Raat ke gyarah baj rahe the, local gayi, cab ka surge triple tha, aur uske paas option nahi tha.

Auto SV Road par daudne laga. Baarish tez ho gayi. Riya ne apna dupatta kandhe par lapeta, lekin hawa use uda le ja rahi thi. Kabir ne apni jacket utari aur bina pooche uske kandhon par daal di.

"Tumhe thand lag jayegi," Riya boli.

"Mujhe aadat hai. Waise bhi," usne halki si smile ke saath kaha, "tumhare kandhe par yeh jacket achhi lag rahi hai."

Riya ke pet me kuch kulbulaya. Usne jacket ko thoda aur kheench liya. Jacket me uski khushboo thi, paseene aur kisi tez perfume ka mix, aur Riya ne khud ko us khushboo ko soonghne se rokne ki koshish nahi ki.

"Tum roz is time travel karti ho?" Kabir ne poocha, thoda jhuk kar, taaki baarish ki aawaz me uski baat sunai de.

"Nahi. Aaj shoot late khatam hua. Main assistant director hoon," Riya boli. "Tum?"

"Bartender. Andheri West me ek pub me. Shift abhi khatam hui." Usne apne haath dikhaye. "Dekho, shaker pakad pakad ke callus pad gaye hain."

Riya ne uske haath ko chhua. Khurdure, garam, mazboot. Usne ungliyon ko halke se daboya aur Kabir ki saans ek pal ke liye ruki. Riya ne yeh mehsoos kiya aur andar hi andar muskura di.

Tabhi auto ek sunsaan gali me muda. "Arre bhai, yeh kahan le ja rahe ho?" Kabir bola.

"Saab, SV Road par jam hai, yeh shortcut hai, das minute bachega," driver bola. Gali andheri thi, streetlighten aadhi band, aur baarish ki wajah se sadak par paani bhar gaya tha.

Auto paani me ghusa aur phir ek zor ki aawaz ke saath ruk gaya. Engine ne do baar khaansa aur chup ho gaya. Driver ne kai baar self maara. Kuch nahi.

"Ho gaya kaam," driver ne topi utari. "Paani ghus gaya lagta hai. Madam, saab, aapko doosra auto dekhna padega. Is baarish me milega mushkil se."

Riya ne bahar dekha. Gali sunsaan, baarish tez, uska phone 8 percent par. "Mera building bas wahi saamne hai," Kabir ne us taraf ishara kiya jahan ek purani society ka gate dikh raha tha. "Tum chaaho to wahan wait kar lo. Baarish thamegi to cab book kar dena."

Riya ne ek pal socha. Ajnabi ka ghar. Raat ke saade gyarah. Usne Kabir ki taraf dekha. Usne apne dono haath upar utha diye, jaise surrender kar raha ho. "Darwaza khula rahega, chai bana dunga, aur tum jab chaho nikal jaana. Promise."

"Chai me kuch milaya to?" Riya ne teasing tone me kaha.

"Sirf adrak," Kabir hasa. "Woh bhi tum daalogi."

Riya auto se utri. Uske jutte paani me doob gaye. Kabir ne apna umbrella khola, jo aadha toota tha, aur dono uske neeche ghus kar society ki taraf bhaage. Riya ki kamar par uska haath tha, mazboot, garam, aur Riya ne use hatane ki koshish bilkul nahi ki.

Flat chhota tha lekin saaf. Ek kamra, kitchen, aur ek chhoti si gallery jahan baarish ki boondein grill par baj rahi thi. Kabir ne towel nikala aur Riya ki taraf badhaya.

"Tum poori bheeg gayi ho. Washroom wahan hai. Meri t-shirt pehen lo, kurti sukh jayegi."

Riya washroom me gayi. Usne kurti utari. Uske andar ka inner poori tarah bheega tha. Usne use bhi utar diya aur Kabir ki t-shirt pehni, jo uske ghutno tak aa rahi thi. Sheeshe me usne khud ko dekha. Bina inner ke, t-shirt uske badan se chipak rahi thi.

Woh bahar aayi to Kabir kitchen me chai bana raha tha. Usne mud kar dekha aur uske haath ruk gaye. Usne Riya ko upar se neeche tak dekha, aur uski nazar wahi ruki jahan Riya chahti thi.

"Chai jal jayegi," Riya boli, lekin uski aawaz me koi jaldi nahi thi.

Kabir ne gas band ki. Woh do kadam me uske paas tha. "Tumne yeh jaan boojh kar pehna hai," usne dheemi aawaz me kaha.

"Tumne hi di thi," Riya boli, aur usne apni ungli uski chhati par rakhi, shirt ke khule button ke beech. "Ab wapas loge?"

Kabir ne uski kamar pakdi aur use apni taraf kheecha. Unke honth mile aur woh chumban mehmaan-nawazi wala nahi tha. Woh bhookha tha. Kabir ne uske nichle honth ko daanton se pakda, halke se kheecha, aur Riya ke munh se ek halki si cheekh nikli jo usne uske munh me hi daba di.

Uske haath uski t-shirt ke neeche gaye. Nangi kamar, garam jild. Riya ne uski shirt ke bache button khol diye aur use kandhon se neeche sarka diya. Uske seene ke baal geele the, paseene se chamak rahe the.

"Riya," Kabir ne uski gardan par munh rakh kar kaha, "tumhe pata hai na yeh kahan ja raha hai?"

"Mujhe wahi jana hai," Riya ne uske kaan me kaha, aur uske kaan ki lau ko halke se kaata.

Kabir ne use uthaya aur kitchen slab par bithaya. T-shirt upar sarki. Riya ne apni taangein uski kamar ke gird lapet li. Usne apne dono haathon se uske chehre ko pakda aur use apne seene ki taraf jhukaya.

Usne uske ubharon ko munh me liya. Pehle halke se, phir zor se choosa. Riya ne uske baalon ko pakda aur apne seene par daba diya. "Aur zor se," woh hanf rahi thi. "Dard me maza hai."

Kabir ne uski baat maani. Usne ek haath se uske choonch ko masla, doosre se uski jangh ke andar ki naram jild ko sehlaya. Riya ki taangein kaanp rahi thi. Usne mehsoos kiya ki woh geeli ho rahi hai, aur use chhupane ki koshish nahi ki.

"Dekho," Kabir ne uski aankhon me dekh kar kaha, "tum kitni taiyaar ho."

"Tumhare liye," Riya boli, aur usne uski pant ka button khola. Uska lund bahar aaya, sakht, nasen ubhri hui. Riya ne use apne haath me liya aur dheere dheere hilaya.

Kabir ne uski kalai pakdi. "Nahi. Pehle tum." Usne use slab par litaya. Thanda granite uski peeth par laga aur Riya ne ek thandi saans li. Phir Kabir uski taangon ke beech ghusa.

Usne apni jeebh se uski chut ko chhua aur Riya ki kamar dhanush ki tarah uth gayi. Woh use chaat raha tha, lamba, gehra, uske daane ko apne honthon me pakad kar. Riya ne slab ke kinare ko pakad liya.

"Kabir, please," woh boli, "andar aao na."

"Ruko," usne kaha, aur apni do ungliyan uske andar daal di. Riya cheekhi. Ungliyan andar bahar ho rahi thi, tez, gehri, aur uska angootha uske daane par tha. Riya ka badan akad gaya aur phir ek zor ke jhatke ke saath uska pehla pani nikal gaya.

Woh hanf rahi thi. Kabir ne use uthaya, god me liya, aur bedroom ki taraf le gaya. Raste me usne use deewar se lagaya aur ek baar phir chooma, lamba, gehra.

Bistar par usne use peth ke bal litaya. "Aise," usne kaha, aur uski kamar ke neeche takiya lagaya. Riya ne apne chootad upar uthaye. Kabir ne apna lund uski chut par ragda, upar neeche, use aur tadpaya.

"Daalo na," Riya boli. "Ab mat tadpao."

Woh ek jhatke me andar ghusa. Riya ne chadar ko pakad liya. Woh bada tha, aur pehla dhakka dard bhara tha, lekin doosre dhakke me dard maze me badal gaya. Kabir ne uske baal pakde aur uski gardan peeche kheenchee.

"Bolo, kaisa lag raha hai?" usne uske kaan me kaha, dhakke lagate hue.

"Bahut... bahut gehra," Riya hanf rahi thi. "Aur tez karo."

Usne raftaar badhai. Bistar ki chulbulahat, unki saansen, Riya ki cheekhen, kamra in aawazon se bhar gaya. Kabir ne ek haath aage badha kar uske daane ko masalna shuru kiya, aur Riya ko laga jaise uske andar bijli daud gayi.

"Main aane wali hoon," woh cheekhi.

"Mere saath," Kabir bola, aur usne aakhri teen dhakke itne zor se lagaye ki Riya ko laga woh toot jayegi. Phir dono ek saath jhade. Riya ka badan kaanpa, uski chut ne uske lund ko nichoda, aur Kabir ne uske andar apna pani chhod diya.

Woh us par dher ho gaya. Dono paseene me bheeg rahe the. Bahar baarish ab bhi ho rahi thi, lekin kamre me sirf unki saanson ki aawaz thi.

Kuch der baad Riya ne karwat li. "Chai to jal gayi," usne kaha.

Kabir hasa. "Nayi bana deta hoon. Iss baar adrak tum daalna."

Woh dono kitchen me gaye, nange, bina sharm ke. Kabir ne chai banai aur Riya ne adrak daala. Unhone gallery me khade ho kar chai pi, baarish dekhte hue. Riya ne uski t-shirt wapas pehni thi, aur neeche kuch nahi.

"Tum shoot par kab jaogi subah?" Kabir ne poocha.

"Saat baje call time hai. Abhi chaar baj rahe hain." Riya ne apna phone dekha, jo charging par laga tha. "Cab book kar loon?"

"Ruko," Kabir ne kaha. "Pehle ek aur chai." Usne use apni taraf kheecha aur uski t-shirt ke neeche haath daal diya. Riya ne chai ka cup neeche rakha.

Is baar woh aaram se tha. Gallery ki thandi hawa, baarish ki aawaz, aur Kabir ke haath uske badan par. Usne use gallery ki grill se lagaya, peeche se uske andar ghusa, aur dheere dheere dhakke lagaye. Riya ne grill pakad rakhi thi aur neeche sunsaan gali me koi nahi tha.

"Koi dekh lega," Riya boli, lekin usne use rokne ko nahi kaha.

"Dekhne do," Kabir ne uski gardan par kaata. "Tum meri ho aaj raat."

Riya ne apne chootad uski taraf dhakela. Har dhakka gehra, har saans garam. Jab woh jhadi to usne apni cheekh uske haath me dabai, jo usne uske munh par rakha tha.

Subah ke paanch baje Riya ne cab book ki. Usne apni kurti pehni, jo ab sookh chuki thi. Kabir ne use darwaze tak chhoda.

"Number?" usne poocha.

Riya ne uska phone liya aur apna number save kiya. Naam me usne likha: "Auto Wali". Phir usne uske gaal par ek chumban diya aur boli, "Agli baar auto mat kharab hone dena. Seedha ghar le aana."

Kabir hasa aur darwaza band hone tak use dekhta raha. Baarish ruk chuki thi, aur Andheri ki galiyon me subah ki pehli local ki aawaz aa rahi thi.