Hisar ke purane tractor implement shed mein last rotavator chassis paint sukhne ke baad married parts clerk Kavita ne Sirsa ke grinder helper ko woh load diya jo kisi job card ya ghar ki diary mein kabhi nahi chadhata

Hisar ke purane tractor implement shed ki tin ki chhat dopahar se hi garam thi. Sham ko last rotavator chassis paint ho chuka tha. Fans band the. Red primer ki smell abhi bhi air mein thi. Kavita Sharma, thirty two, married parts clerk, last job card file kar rahi thi. Uske pati Rakesh city ke dusre workshop mein night shift pe tha. Sirsa se aaya helper Jassi, twenty six, grinder ko rag se saaf kar raha tha. Uske haathon pe spark ke nishaan the, jeans ke pocket se chain nikal rahi thi.

Kavita ne kaha, Jassi, light band kar de. Gate lock kar. Kal inspector aayega. Jassi ne gate ke andar se kundi lagayi. Usne Kavita ko dekha. Uske blouse ka button upar se khula tha. Paseene se kapda chipak raha tha. Jassi bola, Madam, aaj late ho gayi. Kavita ne muh banaya. Late nahi, gandi ho gayi hoon. Pati ko pata nahi, yeh shed ke andar kya hota hai.

Jassi paas aaya. Kavita ne uski belt pakdi. Seedha nahi bolungi. Aaj tu mujhe naram nahi lena. Main thak gayi hoon us rakesh ke dheere dheere se. Mujhe tod. Jassi ne uske baal mutthi mein liye. Saali randi, itne dino se dekh raha hoon. Aaj teri chut fadunga. Kavita hasi. Bol, kutte. Gaali de. Main wahi sunna chahti hoon jo ghar mein koi nahi kehta.

Jassi ne uske gaal pe thappad maara. Awaaz tin ki deewar se takrayi. Kavita ki aankh mein paani aaya lekin muh khula raha. Aur. Dusri thappad. Usne uske blouse ke dono button faad diye. Bra ke upar se usne nipple ko ungli se masla, phir pinch kiya. Randi ke yeh doodh rakesh ke liye nahi hain aaj. Kavita ne kaha, Choos inhe. Kaat. Main chillane wali nahi.

Jassi ne usko workbench pe dhakka diya. Usne bra utar kar floor pe phenki. Kavita ke boobs bhaari the, vein dikh rahi thi. Usne ek ko muh mein liya, daant se dabaaya. Kavita ki kamar uchhli. Madarchod, zor se. Jassi ne dusre boob ko thappad maara. Laal ho gaya. Usne thook uske nipple pe giraaya aur ungli se failaya. Yeh thook ghar ki diary mein nahi chadhna.

Kavita ne uski jeans ka zip khola. Lund nikal aaya, mota, garam, sir pe nami. Usne muh mein liya bina der kiye. Jassi ne uske sar ko pakad ke andar dhakka diya. Gala bhar gaya. Kavita ne aankh band ki, saliva giri. Saali, gale tak le. Teri shadi shuda gala aaj meri lund ki ghulami karegi. Kavita ne haath se uske balls ko masla. Awaaz nahi nikal paayi kyunki muh bhara tha.

Jassi ne usko khada kiya, pet ke bal bench pe jhukaya. Petrol rag aur paint thinner ki smell. Usne uski petticoat upar ki, panty side se kheench ke faad di. Chut gili thi. Usne do ungli andar daali, zor se. Kavita chillayi, Ah randi ki tarah. Jassi ne kaha, Haan tu randi hai aaj. Pati ke naam pe mat soch. Yeh chut meri hai is shed mein.

Usne thook chut pe giraaya, ungliyon se milaaya, phir lund se ragda. Ek dhakka. Kavita ki saans ruki. Doosra dhakka. Poora ghusa. Jassi ne uske baal peeche se kheenche. Headlight ki roshni mein uski kamar hil rahi thi. Kutia, count. Kavita ne kaha, Ek. Do. Teen. Har count pe thappad uske gaand pe padta. Gaand laal ho gayi.

Jassi tez hua. Bench hilne lagi. Kavita ke muh se gaali nikalne lagi. Madarchod lund. Fad de. Rakesh aisa nahi karta. Jassi ne kaha, Rakesh ko bata, teri biwi ki chut Hisar ke shed mein kutiya ban gayi. Kavita ne haath peeche bheja, uski gaand pakdi. Aur andar. Andar tak.

Woh nikal ke usko palta. Kavita ki peeth bench pe. Taange khuli. Jassi ne ek taang kandhe pe rakhi. Phir se ghusa. Is angle pe chut aur khuli. Usne thook uske muh pe giraaya. Kavita ne chat liya. Gandi saali. Jassi ne gale pe haath rakha, halka dabaaya. Kavita ki aankhein ghumi. Mat chhod. Daba.

Jassi nikal ke usko ghutnon pe kiya. Paint ke khaali dabbe ke paas. Usne chut ka ras ungli se utha ke gaand pe lagaya. Kavita boli, Ruk, pehle. Jassi ne thappad maara. Ab rukna nahi. Usne dheere se gaand mein sir daala. Kavita ki mutthi band ho gayi. Randi ki gaand bhi aaj khulegi. Dheere dhakka. Phir zor. Kavita ne daant pe honth dabaaye. Ah madarchod.

Jassi ne kamar pakad ke dhakke maare. Gaand tight thi. Har dhakke pe Kavita ke muh se awaaz nikalti. Haramzadi, yeh gaand ghar mein nahi khulti na. Kavita ne kaha, Nahi khulti. Aaj khol. Tod. Jassi ne ek haath aage laake clit masla. Kavita kampne lagi. Main girne wali hoon. Gir. Is floor pe gir. Primer ke upar teri gandi paani girne de.

Woh gir gayi, pet ke bal. Jassi uske upar raha, gaand mein lund, haath baal mein. Usne kaan ke paas kaha, Teri shaadi ki ring dekh. Abhi bhi ungli pe hai. Ring dekh ke lund aur fadunga. Kavita ne ring nahi utari. Bas boli, Fad. Main rakesh ko aaj nahi soch rahi.

Woh locker room mein gaye. Ek bulb. Purani locker, helmet, gloves. Kavita ne khud ko sink pe jhukaya. Jassi ne peeche se chut mein daala is baar. Paani ki tap se thanda paani uske kamar pe gira. Jassi ne uske muh ko sink ke sheeshe mein dekha. Dekh apni shakal. Shaadi shuda clerk. Ab kutia.

Kavita ne sheeshe mein dekha. Muh khula, thook, laal gaal. Jassi ke dhakke tez. Usne dono haath sink ke kinare pakde. Jassi ne uske boobs peeche se masle, pinch kiye. Yeh doodh kal parts register pe nahi likhe jayenge. Kavita hasi phir moan kiya. Likh mat. Bas le.

Jassi nikal ke uske muh mein daala. Kavita ne choosa, balls tak. Jassi ne sar pakad ke face fuck kiya. Aankh se paani. Gala. Kavita ne haath se khud ko chua. Jassi ne kaha, Ungli rakh. Main dekhna chahta hoon tu kaise gandi ban rahi hai. Kavita ne teen ungli chut mein daali jab lund gale mein thi.

Woh floor pe lithe. Gloves ke dher ke upar. Jassi ne Kavita ki taange kandhon pe. Poora lund. Tez. Kavita ke nakhun uski peeth pe. Gaaliyan dono taraf se. Saali teri chut pakad ke rakhunga. Haramzadi teri lund meri haddi tak. Jassi ne thappad maara dono gaal pe beech beech mein. Kavita ki awaaz tootne lagi.

Usne kaha, Andar mat. Bahar. Chehre pe. Jassi tez hua, nikal ke lund Kavita ke muh aur gaal pe rakh ke nikal diya. Garam load. Kavita ki aankh band, zubaan bahar. Jassi ne lund ragda uske honth pe. Kha. Puri. Kavita ne chat liya. Thook nahi. Nigal. Usne nigala. Phir kaha, Aur bhi hai kya kutte.

Jassi thak ke uske bagal mein lit gaya. Kavita ne tissue nahi liya pehle. Usne apne chehre ko rag se nahi, apni hi aanchal se saaf kiya. Phir boli, Job card pe last line likh. Chassis complete. Helper overtime. Details nahi.

Gate se pehle Jassi ne uske baal theek kiye. Kavita ne blouse ke backup button lagaye locker se. Panty faadi hui thi, bag mein daali. Bina panty ke scooter. Jassi bola, Kal bhi last lot hai kya. Kavita ne kaha, Kal inspector hai. Paruson night shift. Tab tu grinder nahi layega. Sirf haath. Aur gaali. Bahut gaali.

Usne uske gale pe daant ka nishaan chhoda jo collar chhupa sake. Jassi ne uski kamar pe ungli pheri. Rakesh ko pata nahi chalna chahiye. Kavita ne kaha, Pata nahi chalega. Yeh load kisi register pe nahi chadhta. Na ghar ki diary pe. Sirf is shed ki tin ki yaad mein.

Bahar hawa thi. Hisar ki raat. Tractor stand silent. Kavita ne scooter start kiya. Paseena sookh raha tha. Chut abhi bhi dhadak rahi thi. Gaand mein jalan. Muh mein swaad. Usne helmet pehen ke socha, Aaj main shaadi shuda nahi thi. Aaj main us shed ki gandi aurat thi jise todna tha.

Jassi ne light band ki. Lock bahar se. Uske jeans mein ab bhi uski nami thi. Kal woh wahi rag se grinder saaf karega. Aur sochega us thappad ki awaaz ki. Kavita ghar pahunchi. Rakesh abhi nahi aaya tha. Usne nahaaya tez paani se. Nishaan dabe. Ring wapas ungli pe chamki. Diary khuli padi thi kitchen mein. Usne kuch nahi likha.

Doosri raat ko bhi wahi shed. Doosri raat ko bhi wahi gaali. Rough. Dirty. Job card ke last page ke baad. Jo line kabhi print nahi hoti. Kavita ne phone pe Jassi ko sirf itna bheja. Parso. Same lock. Same thappad. Aur usne phone band kar diya.

Hisar ke us purane implement shed mein last rotavator ke baad jo hua, woh inspector ke form pe nahi tha. Na Rakesh ki night shift ki report pe. Sirf do logo ke jism pe. Thappad ke nishaan. Baal khinche hue. Gandi yaad. Aur woh load jo kisi card pe kabhi nahi chadhata.

Raat dheere dheere khatam hui. Fan band raha. Primer sookh gaya. Kavita ne agle din office mein normal face rakha. Jassi ne grinding normal ki. Beech beech mein nazar mili. Wahi nazar jisme thappad aur lund dono the. Wahi nazar jisme shaadi toot nahi rahi thi, bas ek shed ke andar ek gandi sachaai chhupi thi.

Yeh khel khatam nahi hua tha. Yeh cycle tha. Last lot. Band gate. Gaali. Dhakka. Load. Phir ghar. Phir diary khali. Hisar ki dhoop mein tin ki chhat phir garam hogi. Aur Kavita phir late hogi. Jassi phir lock karega. Aur woh randi wala naam phir air mein uthega jo register ki language mein nahi aata.