Hindi Erotic Kahani: Notebook Wali Raat

Flashback. Shaadi ki pehli raat. Ritu ne laal joda pehna tha, kamre mein phoolon ki khushboo thi, aur Vikram uske paas baithne hi wala tha jab uska phone baj utha. Office ka emergency call. "Bas paanch minute," kehkar woh balcony mein chala gaya, aur woh paanch minute poori raat mein badal gaye. Ritu ne uss raat akele bistar par lete hue socha tha, kya har ladki ki pehli raat aisi hi hoti hai. Yeh ussi adhoori raat se shuru hone wali ek hindi erotic kahani hai.

Present day. Do saal ki shaadi. Gurgaon ke uss high-rise flat mein Ritu almari saaf kar rahi thi jab uske haath ek purani diary lagi. Kaale cover wali, kone se thodi phati hui. Usne kholi. Pehle panne par Vikram ki handwriting mein likha tha: "Ritu ke liye. Shaadi se pehle wali raatein." Ritu ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. Usne aage padha, aur uske chehre ka rang badal gaya.

Diary mein Vikram ne apni har fantasy likhi thi. Har page par Ritu thi. Kabhi woh usse office ki lift mein milta, kabhi baarish mein bheegi hui. Har fantasy itni detailed, itni bold thi ki Ritu ke haath kaanpne lage. Aakhri page par likha tha: "Kaash main yeh sab usse keh sakta. Kaash woh samjhe ki main uske baare mein kya sochta hoon."

Ek page par likha tha: "Aaj maine Ritu ko office se aate hue dekha. Usne blue saree pehni thi. Lift mein hum dono akele the. Maine socha, kaash main usse wahin deewar se laga loon. Uske honth... uski gardan..." Ritu ke gaal laal ho gaye. Agle page par: "Kal raat Ritu mere paas so rahi thi. Uska ek haath meri chhaati par tha. Main poori raat jaagta raha, sirf usse dekhta raha. Maine uske baalon mein ungliyan pheri aur socha, yeh aurat meri hai, phir bhi main usse darta hoon."

Ritu ne diary band ki aur usse apne seene se laga liya. Do saal mein Vikram ne usse kabhi aise chhua tak nahi tha jaise diary mein likha tha. Woh hamesha gentle tha, careful tha. Ritu ko aaj pehli baar ehsaas hua ki uska pati apni asli khwahishon ko daba kar jee raha tha. Aur usse bhi zyada shocking baat yeh thi ki diary padhkar uske apne jism mein aag lag gayi thi.

Ritu ne diary ko almari mein wapas rakha, lekin uska mann kahin aur tha. Usne din bhar ussi baare mein socha. Dopahar ko usne apni dost Seema ko phone kiya. "Seema, agar tumhe pata chale ki tumhara pati tumhare baare mein... bold fantasies likhta hai, toh tum kya karogi?" Seema hansi. "Toh main usse kahungi ki likhna band karo, karna shuru karo." Ritu ne phone rakha aur faisla kar liya.

Usne shaam ke liye taiyaari ki. Wohi laal saree nikali jo shaadi ki pehli raat pehni thi. Khana banaya, kamre mein halki roshni ki. Diary ko bistar par khula rakha, uss page par jahan lift wali fantasy thi. Phir woh darwaze par Vikram ka intezaar karne lagi. Har minute ek saal lag raha tha.

Shaam ko jab Vikram office se aaya to Ritu ne darwaza khola aur usse dekhkar muskurayi. Usne wohi laal saree pehni thi jo shaadi ki pehli raat pehni thi. Vikram hairan reh gaya. "Yeh... yeh aaj kyun?" Ritu ne uska haath pakda aur usse bedroom mein le gayi. Bistar par wohi kaale cover wali diary khuli padi thi.

Vikram ka chehra safed pad gaya. "Tumne... tumne yeh padh li?" Ritu ne uski aankhon mein dekha. "Har lafz. Aur tumne mujhse yeh sab kyun chhupaya?" Vikram ne nazrein jhuka li. "Mujhe laga tum bura maan jaogi. Tum itni seedhi ho, itni... main darta tha ki tum mujhe ganda samjhogi."

Ritu ne uske chehre ko apne haathon mein liya. "Vikram, main tumhari biwi hoon. Tumhari har fantasy meri fantasy hai." Usne diary uthayi aur ek page khola. "Yeh wali. Lift wali. Aaj hum yahi karenge." Vikram ki aankhon mein pehli baar woh chamak aayi jo Ritu ne do saal mein kabhi nahi dekhi thi.

Vikram ne Ritu ko apni baahon mein liya aur uske honthon par apne honth rakh diye. Yeh chumban pehle walon jaisa nahi tha. Ismein woh junoon tha jo diary ke panno mein dafan tha. Uske haath Ritu ki saree ke pallu par the. Usne pallu kheencha. Saree kandhe se sarki.

"Ruko," Ritu ne kaha. "Diary mein tumne likha tha ki tum saree ek ek teh khologe, jaldi nahi karoge." Vikram muskuraya. "Tumhe sab yaad hai." "Har lafz," Ritu ne kaha. Vikram ne saree ki teh kholni shuru ki. Ek, do, teen. Laal kapda farsh par dher ho gaya. Ritu ab sirf blouse aur petticoat mein thi.

Vikram ne usse god mein uthaya aur bistar par lita diya. Usne blouse ke hook khole. Ritu ki chhatiyan nangi ho gayin. Usne apna chehra unmein daba diya. Uski jeebh uske nipple par ghoom rahi thi. Ritu ki kamar bistar se uth gayi. "Aah... Vikram... diary mein tumne isse bhi zyada bold likha tha..."

Vikram ne uska petticoat utar diya. Ab Ritu poori nangi thi. Usne uski taangein phailayin. "Diary mein aage kya likha tha?" Ritu ne haanfte hue kaha, "Likha tha... ki tum apni ungli se..." Vikram ne apni ungli uski chut par rakhi. Woh geeli thi. Usne ungli andar daali. Ritu ki cheekh nikal gayi. "Haan... aise hi... diary wala Vikram..."

Ritu ne Vikram ki shirt ke button khole. Usne uski pant utari. Uska lund tana hua tha. Ritu ne usse haath mein liya. "Diary mein tumne likha tha ki main yeh karungi," usne kaha aur uske lund ko apne munh mein le liya. Vikram ke munh se siskari nikal gayi. "Oh god... Ritu..." Ritu ki jeebh uske gird ghoom rahi thi. Woh kabhi poora andar leti, kabhi sirf sire ko choosti.

Phir Vikram ne Ritu ko seedha litaya. "Ab woh wala page," usne kaha. Usne apna lund uski chut ke munh par rakha aur ek hi jhatke mein poora andar daal diya. Ritu ki aankhein phail gayin. "Aahhh..." Vikram aahista aahista andar bahar kar raha tha. Har jhatke ke saath Ritu ki cheekhein badh rahi thin.

Vikram ne uski raftaar badha di. Bistar charchara raha tha. "Aur zor se... diary mein tumne likha tha tum ruko ge nahi..." Ritu chilla rahi thi. Vikram ne usse palta aur ghori bana diya. Peeche se usne ek zordar jhatka maara. Uske haath uski chhatiyon ko daba rahe the.

"Ruko," Ritu ne haanfte hue kaha. Usne Vikram ko bistar par litaya aur khud uske chehre par baith gayi. "Diary mein yeh bhi likha tha," usne sharaarat se kaha. Vikram ki jeebh uski chut par thi, andar tak ja rahi thi. Ritu ka jism kaanp raha tha. Uske haath Vikram ke baalon mein the. "Haan... wahin... aah..."

Ritu ki chut ka paani Vikram ke chehre par beh raha tha. Phir Ritu neeche sarki aur uske lund par baith gayi. Usne dheere dheere hilna shuru kiya. Dono ki aankhein ek dusre mein thin. "Tumhe pata hai," Ritu ne kaha, "do saal se main sochti thi ki shayad tum mein woh baat nahi. Aur tum... tum toh diary mein aag lagaye baithe the."

Vikram ne uske koolhe pakde aur neeche se dhakke maarne laga. "Ab se koi diary nahi," usne kaha. "Ab se sab real hoga." Ritu zor zor se uchhal rahi thi. Uske doodh hawa mein uchhal rahe the. Vikram ne ek ko munh mein le liya aur choosne laga. Ritu ki cheekhein tez ho gayin.

Phir Vikram ne Ritu ko apne upar bithaya. Ritu uske lund par baithi thi, khud upar neeche ho rahi thi. Uske baal bikhre the. "Main... main aane wali hoon..." Usne Vikram ka naam chillate hue jhad gayi. Uska paani beh nikla. Vikram ne bhi apni raftaar badha di aur apna saara maal uski chut mein chhod diya.

Dono bistar par gir pade, haanf rahe the. Vikram ne Ritu ke maathe par bosa diya. "Tum thak gayi?" "Bilkul nahi," Ritu ne kaha. "Diary mein abhi aur panne baaki hain." Vikram hansa. "Aaj ke liye itna kaafi hai, meri jaan. Kal office bhi jaana hai." Ritu ne uski chhaati par sir rakha. "Kal office mein lift wali fantasy yaad rakhna. Hum dono saath mein lift mein chadhenge."

Vikram ne usse kas kar pakda. "Tum badal gayi ho, Ritu." "Nahi," Ritu ne kaha. "Main wapas aa gayi hoon. Wohi Ritu jo shaadi ki pehli raat thi, bas do saal late." Dono hans pade. Vikram ne light bujha di, lekin uss raat dono ko neend der se aayi. Woh ek dusre ki baahon mein diary ke panno ke baare mein baatein karte rahe, aur har baat par dono ki hasi chhoot jaati.

Subah jab Ritu ki aankh khuli to diary uske seene par thi. Usne Vikram se kaha, "Yeh diary ab hamari hai. Har hafte ek nayi fantasy." Vikram ne usse apni baahon mein liya. "Tumne aaj mujhe azaad kar diya, Ritu." Ritu muskurayi. "Aur tumne mujhe. Ab hum dono diary wale hain."

Uske baad har Friday ko woh diary kholte. Ek nayi fantasy, ek nayi raat. Shaadi ki pehli raat jo adhoori reh gayi thi, woh ab har hafte poori hoti thi. Aur Ritu ne diary ke aakhri panne par apne haath se likha: "Yeh kahani ab kabhi khatm nahi hogi."