Hindi Me Gandi Kahani: Aadhi Raat Ka Shor

"Bas! Ab bas! Aadhi raat ko ye dham-dham band karo, warna main sach me police bula lungi!" Meera ne poore josh se neeche wale flat ka darwaza khatkhataya. Usse kya pata tha ki yehi raat ek aisi hindi me gandi kahani banne wali hai jise woh saari zindagi nahi bhool payegi.

Darwaza khula. Aur Meera ka haath hawa me hi ruk gaya. Samne Rohan khada tha, uska naya tenant, kamar me sirf ek safed tauliya lapete hue. Uske baalon se paani tapak raha tha. Uske seene par paani ki boondein chamak rahi thi.

Meera ki aankhen ek second ke liye uske seene par atak gayi. Phir usne zor se apna dhyaan wapas kheench liya. "Tum... tum shower le rahe the?" uski awaaz thodi kamp rahi thi. "Raat ke do baj rahe hain, Rohan!"

Rohan ne apna geela baal jhatak kar peeche kiya. "Aunty ji, sorry yaar," woh bola, uske honthon par shararti muskaan thi. "Desk fix kar raha tha, screwdriver gir gaya, phir playlist baj gayi. Galti se volume full tha."

"Aunty ji nahi, Meera kaho," Meera ne teekhe lehje me kaha. "Aur main tumhari malkin hoon, yaad rakhna. Upstairs rehti hoon main, is flat ki malkin."

"Ji, malkin sahiba," Rohan ne dono haath jodkar natak kiya. "Andar aakar maafi qubool karengi? Coffee bana deta hoon. Waise bhi aapki neend toh udd hi gayi hai."

Meera ne mana karna chaha. Uske pati ko gaye teen saal ho chuke the. Teen saal se woh akeli thi iss bade makaan me. Neeche ka flat khaali pada tha, aur ab ye ladka aaya tha, sirf ek mahina pehle.

"Bas paanch minute," Rohan ne darwaza aur khol diya. "Please. Warna main guilty feel karta rahunga."

Meera andar daakhil hui. Flat me LED lights jali hui thi, neeli aur laal. Ek taraf guitar pada tha. Kamre me coffee ki khushboo aur uske geele badan ki bheeni khushboo mili hui thi. Rohan ne tauliye ke upar ek t-shirt daal li.

"Tum video editor ho na?" Meera ne poocha, sofe par baithte hue. "Raat bhar kaam karte ho?"

"Freelancer hoon. Client US me hai, isliye raat ko jaagta hoon," Rohan ne do mug me coffee daali. "Aapko disturb kiya, sach me sorry. Aap akeli rehti hain na upar?"

"Haan. Pati the, ab nahi rahe," Meera ne seedhe kaha. Usne ye baat itni asaani se kabhi kisi ko nahi batayi thi. Shayad aadhi raat ka asar tha. Shayad uski aankhon ka.

Rohan uske saamne wali kursi par nahi, uske paas sofe par baith gaya. "Teen saal. Kaafi lamba waqt hota hai akele rehne ke liye," usne dheere se kaha. Uske ghutne ne Meera ke ghutne ko chhua. Meera ne ghutna hataya nahi.

"Tumhe kya pata akele rehne ke baare me," Meera ne muskurane ki koshish ki. "Tum toh abhi bachche ho. Kitne saal ke ho?"

"Atthais. Aur bachcha nahi hoon," Rohan ne uski aankhon me dekha. "Aap kitni hain? Paintees?"

"Pain tees saal ki aurat ko 'bachcha' lagne wala ladka bada ho gaya hai," Meera ne chutki li. Dono hans pade. Coffee ke mug khaali ho gaye. Kamre me ek ajeeb si khamoshi chha gayi, woh khamoshi jo shor se zyada tez hoti hai.

"Guitar bajate ho?" Meera ne poocha, kona me rakhi guitar ki taraf ishara karke. "Kuch sunao na. Waise bhi aaj raat neend toh aani nahi."

Rohan ne guitar uthayi. Usne ek dheema, nashila dhun chheda. Uski ungliyaan taaron par nach rahi thi. Meera ne apni aankhen band kar li. Teen saal me pehli baar usse kisi ne kuch sunaya tha.

"Tumhe dekh kar lagta nahi tha tum itne... gehre ho," Meera ne dheere se kaha.

"Aur tumhe dekh kar lagta nahi tha tum itni... aag ho," Rohan ne guitar neeche rakh di. Usne sofe par uske aur kareeb sarak liya. Ab unke kandhe chhu rahe the. "Malkin sahiba, ek baat poochun? Jab tum darwaze par khadi chillati ho, tumhe sach me gussa aata hai?"

Meera ne uski taraf dekha. Uski aankhon me sharaarat thi. "Kabhi kabhi," usne maana. "Kabhi kabhi main bas... kisi se baat karna chahti hoon."

"Toh ab baat karo," Rohan ne kaha. "Main sun raha hoon. Saari raat sununga."

Rohan ne aage badhkar Meera ka khaali mug liya. Uske ungliyaan Meera ki ungliyon se takrayi. Ek second. Do second. Kisi ne haath peeche nahi kheencha.

"Meera," Rohan ne uska naam liya, pehli baar bina 'ji' ke. "Tum jab gusse me darwaza khatkhatati ho, tum aur bhi khoobsurat lagti ho."

Meera ka dil zor se dhadka. "Rohan, ye... ye theek nahi hai. Main tumhari landlady hoon."

"Toh? Landlady insaan nahi hoti?" Rohan ne uska haath pakad liya. Uska sparsh garam tha. "Teen saal se tumne kisi ka haath pakda hai?"

Meera ne jawab nahi diya. Uski khamoshi hi jawab tha. Rohan dheere dheere uske kareeb aaya. Uski saansein Meera ke gaal par mehsoos hui. Meera ne aankhen band kar li.

Pehla chumban halka tha. Honthon ka halka sparsh. Phir Rohan ne Meera ka chehra apne haathon me liya aur gehra chumban diya. Meera ne uske geele baalon me ungliyaan daal di. Uske honth meethi coffee jaise lag rahe the.

"Tum jaanti ho tum kya kar rahi ho?" Rohan ne uske kaan me fusfusaya.

"Chup," Meera ne uske honthon par ungli rakh di. "Aaj raat main kuch nahi sochna chahti."

Rohan ne use khada kiya. Meera ki saree ka pallu zameen par sarak gaya. Usne uski kamar me haath daala. Uske haath garam the, mazboot the. Meera ki saansein tez ho gayi.

"Ye saree," Rohan ne uski kamar se saree kheenchna shuru kiya. "Isme tum qaatil lag rahi thi jab darwaze par khadi thi."

Saree ek ek karke khulti gayi. Meera wahan khadi rahi, sirf blouse aur petticoat me. Rohan ki aankhon me woh bhookh thi jo Meera ne saalon se kisi mard ki aankhon me nahi dekhi thi.

Usne Meera ko apni baahon me utha liya. Meera halki si cheekh padi, phir hans di. Rohan use bedroom me le gaya. Bed par neeli LED ki roshni pad rahi thi.

Bed par leta kar Rohan ne uska blouse khola. Uske boobs saamne aaye. Rohan ne ek pal dekha, phir unpar toot pada. Usne ek ko munh me liya, doosre ko haath se masla. Meera ne uske baal kheench liye.

"Rohan... dheere... aaah," Meera karahi. Uski chut geeli hone lagi thi. Usne mehsoos kiya ki uski panty poori bheeg chuki hai.

Rohan ne uski panty utaar di. Usne uski taangon ko failaya aur apna chehra uski chut ke paas le gaya. Meera ne uska sar pakad liya.

"Nahi... pehle kabhi..." Meera ne kaha, sharmaate hue.

"Aaj sab pehli baar hoga," Rohan ne kaha aur apni jeebh uski chut par rakh di. Meera ka badan kaanp utha. Usne bed ki chaadar ko mutthi me bhinch liya.

Rohan ki jeebh andar bahar ho rahi thi. Woh uske daane ko choos raha tha, chaat raha tha. Meera ki saansein ukhadne lagi. "Rohan... main... main jhadne wali hoon," woh cheekhi.

Uska pehla orgasm aaya, tez, gehra. Uska poora badan hil gaya. Uske munh se ek lambi aaah nikli. Rohan ne apna chehra uthaya, uske honth chamak rahe the.

"Ab meri baari," Meera ne kaha. Usne Rohan ki t-shirt utaar di. Uska seena chauda tha. Usne uske tauliye ko kheench kar gira diya. Uska lund khada tha, lamba, mota, nasen ubhri hui.

Meera ne use apne haath me liya. Garam, sakht. Usne use upar neeche kiya. Rohan ne aankhen band kar li. Phir Meera ne use apne munh me le liya.

Woh use choosne lagi, dheere dheere, phir tez. Uska munh bharta jaa raha tha. Rohan ne uske baal pakad liye. "Meera... bahut... bahut achha," woh karaha.

Rohan ne use roka. "Ruko. Main tumhare andar aana chahta hoon. Abhi."

Meera bed par let gayi. Usne apni taangein faila di. Rohan uske upar aaya. Usne apna lund uski chut par ragda. Dono ki saansein ek ho gayi.

Phir ek jhatke me woh andar gaya. Meera ki cheekh nikal gayi. "Aaah! Rohan!" Teen saal baad kisi mard ka lund uski chut me tha. Woh bhar gayi thi, poori tarah.

Rohan dheere dheere andar bahar karne laga. Har dhakke ke saath Meera ka badan hilta. Uske boobs uchhalte. Rohan ne unhe pakad liya, masla, chuma.

"Tum itni garam ho," Rohan ne uske kaan me kaha. "Tumhari chut mujhe kha rahi hai."

"Toh khaane do," Meera ne uski peeth par nakhun gada diye. "Aaj raat main tumhari hoon. Poori tarah."

Dhakke tez ho gaye. Bed charcharane laga. Meera ne apni taangein uski kamar me lapet li. Har dhakka uske andar tak utar raha tha. Uski chut se paani beh raha tha.

Rohan ne use palat diya. Ab Meera upar thi. Usne uske lund par baith kar uchhalna shuru kiya. Uske baal bikhre hue the. Uske chehre par paseena tha. Woh ek devi lag rahi thi.

"Haan... aise hi... aur tez," Rohan ne uske koolhon ko pakad liya. Meera tez tez uchhalne lagi. Uska doosra orgasm kareeb tha.

"Main aa rahi hoon... main aa rahi hoon!" Meera cheekhi. Uska badan akad gaya. Phir dheela pad gaya. Woh Rohan ke seene par gir padi.

Rohan ne use phir palat diya. Ab woh peeche se aaya. Doggy position. Usne uske baal pakad liye. Meera ne takiya pakad liya.

Uske dhakke ab janwar jaise the. Tez, gehre, be-reham. Meera ki cheekhen kamre me goonj rahi thi. "Haan! Haan! Chodo mujhe! Aur zor se!"

Rohan ka lund uski chut me phoolne laga. "Main jhadne wala hoon... Meera..."

"Mere andar... mere andar hi jhado," Meera ne kaha. Aur usi pal Rohan ne apna saara paani uski chut me chhod diya. Dono ek saath jhad gaye. Dono ka badan kaanp raha tha.

Woh dono bistar par gir pade. Paseene se bheega. Saansen ukhdi hui. Kamre me sirf unki saanson ki awaaz thi. Bahar se koi shor nahi aa raha tha.

Meera ne Rohan ke seene par sar rakha. "Ab toh tumhe neend aa jayegi," usne muskurate hue kaha.

Rohan ne use apni baahon me kheench liya. "Neend toh ab gayi. Lekin ek baat batao, malkin sahiba. Kal raat ko bhi shor karun?"

Meera ne uske seene par halka sa kaata. "Kal raat ko darwaza khula rakhna. Main khud aaungi shor karne."