Nayi Dulhan Ki Chudai: Dilli Ki Ek Shaam

Raat ke dedh baj rahe the aur Naina balcony ki rail pakde khadi thi, jab deewar ke us paar se ek mard ki dheemi awaaz uske kaanon mein ghus aayi. Usne kabhi socha nahi tha ki uski nayi dulhan ki chudai ki kahani aise shuru hogi, aadhi raat ko, Dilli ki chipchipi garmi mein, ek anjaan padosi ki phone call sunte hue.

Awaz bagal wale flat se aa rahi thi, itni saaf jaise deewar kagaz ki ho. "Haan baby, soch... main tere kapde ek ek karke utarunga," woh keh raha tha, aur Naina ke haathon ka glass kaanp gaya. Woh andar ja sakti thi. Usne kadam nahi badhaya.

Teen hafte hue the uski shaadi ko. Sameer, uska pati, Gurgaon ki ek company mein tha aur roz raat gyarah baje ghar aata tha, thaka hua, phone mein ghusa hua. Suhagraat bhi jaldbazi mein guzri thi, uske baad har raat wahi jaldi aur wahi kharrate.

Lekin ye awaaz alag thi. "Teri gardan pe mere honth honge, phir neeche, aur neeche," padosi keh raha tha, "aur jab tu bheeg jayegi na, tab main rukunga nahi." Naina ki saansein tez ho gayi. Usne apne honth daanton mein daba liye.

Woh jaanti thi use andar jana chahiye tha, par uske pair farsh se chipak gaye the. Uske badan mein ek ajeeb si garmi daud rahi thi, woh garmi jo Sameer ne teen hafton mein ek baar bhi nahi jagayi thi.

"Bol na, kya chahti hai tu," padosi ki awaaz aur bhari ho gayi, "zor se bol." Naina ne apni janghein bhinch li. Nighty ke andar sab kuch geela ho raha tha aur use sharam aa rahi thi, par woh hili nahi.

Call khatam hui to ekdum sannata chha gaya. Sirf uske dil ki dhadkan, itni tez ki use laga padosi sun lega. Woh dabey paaon andar aayi. Bedroom mein Sameer ulta leta kharrate le raha tha, phone ab bhi uske haath mein.

Naina bathroom mein ghusi aur darwaza band kiya. Sheeshe mein uska chehra laal tha, aankhen chamak rahi thi. Usne nighty upar ki, ungliyan neeche le gayi, aur aankhen band karke us awaaz ko yaad kiya. Honthon ko kaat liya taaki awaaz bahar na jaye.

Uski ungliyan tez chali, aur jab woh jhadi to ghutne kaanp gaye. Deewar se tik kar khadi rahi, saans phool rahi thi, khud par gussa aur ek ajeeb si khushi dono the.

Subah sab normal tha. Chai banayi, Sameer ko tiffin diya, darwaze tak chhoda. Usne maathe pe jaldi wala kiss kiya, "raat ko late aaunga," aur chala gaya. Din bhar uska dimaag us awaaz pe atka raha. Bagal wale 215 number flat mein koi akela ladka rehta tha, bas itna pata tha.

Shaam ko woh sabzi lekar seedhiyan chadh rahi thi jab mod par kisi se takra gayi. Thaila chhoota, tamatar ludhak gaye. "Sorry sorry," ek mard ki awaaz aayi, aur woh awaaz sunkar Naina ka dil ek second ke liye ruk gaya. Wahi awaaz thi.

Woh lamba tha, halki dadhi, chehre pe ek aisi muskaan jaise duniya uski jeb mein ho. "Aap 214 wali hain na," usne kaha, tamatar uthate hue. "Main Kabir, 215. Aapke bilkul bagal mein."

"Naina," usne kaha, aur apna naam bhi ajeeb laga, jaise gale mein atka ho. Tamatar thaila mein daalte hue unki ungliyan ek pal ko chhu gayi. Naina ke gaal garm ho gaye. Ye wahi haath the, wahi awaaz jo kal raat uske kaanon mein ghusi thi.

"Shaadi ko kitna time hua," Kabir ne poochha, uske saath seedhiyan chadhte hue. "Teen hafte," Naina ne kaha. "Nayi dulhan," Kabir muskuraya, "badhai ho. Pati kya karte hain." "Gurgaon mein job, late aate hain," Naina ne kaha, aur turant socha ye usne kyun bataya.

"Main ghar se kaam karta hoon, graphic designer," Kabir ne kaha. "Raat ko kaam karta hoon, kabhi kabhi awaaz ho jati hai. Disturb to nahi hota na." Naina ne jaldi se kaha, "nahi nahi, bilkul nahi," itni jaldi ki Kabir ki muskaan aur gehri ho gayi.

Usne Naina ko aise dekha jaise sab samajh gaya ho. "Chalo, phir milte hain, bhabhi ji," Kabir ne kaha aur seedhiyan utar gaya. Bhabhi ji shabd uske kaanon mein der tak goonjta raha.

Us raat Naina jaan boojh kar dedh baje chai lekar balcony mein aayi, deewar ki taraf kaan lagaye. Kuch nahi. Agli raat bhi sannata. Teesri raat bagal ki sliding door khuli aur Kabir bahar nikla, haathon mein cigarette. "Neend nahi aati," usne poochha, halki muskaan ke saath.

"Garmi bahut hai," Naina ne kaha, rail ko zor se pakde hue. "Haan, Dilli ki garmi," Kabir ne kaha, dhuaan chhodte hue. "Waise yahan ki deewarein bahut patli hain. Har awaaz aar paar ho jati hai."

Naina ka gala sookh gaya. "Achha," woh bas itna keh payi. Kabir rail ke aur kareeb aaya. "Pati late aate hain, tum akele balcony mein, raat ko," usne dheere se kaha. "Akelepan mein neend kahan aati hai."

"Main theek hoon," Naina ne kaha, par uski awaaz kaanp gayi. Kabir ne lambi nazar se dekha. "Jhooth bolna tumhe aata nahi, Naina." Uska naam Kabir ke munh se sunkar uske pet mein hulchul hui. Woh andar chali aayi, par us raat use neend nahi aayi.

Agle din shaam ko darwaze pe dastak hui. Saamne Kabir tha, haathon mein ek dabba. "Ye courier wala galti se mere paas de gaya tha, aapka hai," usne kaha. "Andar aaiye, chai pee lijiye," Naina ke munh se nikal gaya, aur turant use laga ye galti thi.

Kabir ka flat bacheloron wala tha, sofa pe kapde, table pe laptop, par ek ajeeb si garmahat thi. Halka music baj raha tha. Chai peete peete usne poochha shaadi kaise hui. "Arrange thi, Sameer achha ladka hai," Naina ne kaha. "Achha hai," Kabir ne kaha, "par khush ho." Naina ne cup mein dekha. "Khush... hoon."

Kabir uske saamne wali kursi se uthkar uske paas sofe pe baith gaya, thoda zyada kareeb. "Us raat tum balcony mein thi na," usne seedha poochha. Naina ka cup kaanpa. "Kaun si raat." "Jis raat main phone pe tha," Kabir ne kaha, aankhen uski aankhon mein.

"Maine kuch nahi suna," Naina ne kaha, par saansein tez thi. Kabir muskuraya. "Tumne sab suna tha, Naina. Aur tum wahan se hili bhi nahi thi." Usne haath badhaya aur uske gaal pe rakha. Naina ne use hataya nahi.

"Ye galat hai," Naina ne fusfusaya, par woh hili nahi. "Galat kya hai," Kabir ne kaha, aur kareeb aate hue uske honthon pe apne honth rakh diye. Pehle dheere, phir zor se, aur Naina ne ek pal mein haar maan li.

Uske haath Naina ki kamar pe the, use apni taraf kheench rahe the. Naina ne uski shirt ke button kholne shuru kiye, ungliyan kaanp rahi thi. Kabir ne kameez ke upar se hi uske boobs zor se daba diye aur Naina ke munh se halki cheekh nikal gayi.

"Dheere," Naina ne kaha, darwaze ki taraf dekhte hue. "Darwaza band hai," Kabir ne kaha, aur uski kameez utar di. Naina bra mein uske saamne thi, saansein tez, badan kaanp raha tha. Kabir ne use dekha jaise koi keemti cheez dekh raha ho.

Usne Naina ko sofa pe litaya aur uske upar aa gaya, honthon se gardan se neeche aate hue, bra ke hook kholte hue. Boobs azaad hote hi Kabir ne ek ko munh mein le liya, doosre ko haath se masala. Naina ne uske baal pakad liye.

"Kabir," woh sisak rahi thi, "please." "Kya please," usne poochha, nipple ko daanton se halka kaat te hue. "Mat ruko," Naina ne kaha, aur khud hairan thi ye shabd uske munh se nikle. Kabir ki muskaan uske seene pe mehsoos hui.

Usne salwar ka nada khola aur use neeche sarka diya. Naina ab sirf panty mein thi. Kabir ke haath uski janghon pe phisalte hue upar aaye, aur jab ungliyan panty ke upar se chut pe pahunche to Naina uchhal padi.

"Kitni geeli ho tum," Kabir ne kaha, panty ek taraf sarka kar ungli andar dalte hue. Naina ne uska kandha pakad liya, nakhun gad gaye. Ungli andar bahar ho rahi thi aur uska badan sofa pe machal raha tha.

Kabir neeche sarka, panty utari, tangen kholi, aur apna munh uski chut pe rakh diya. Naina cheekh padi, "nahi, ye." Par Kabir ruka nahi. Jeebh andar tak gayi, gol gol ghoomi, aur Naina ko laga woh paagal ho jayegi.

Sameer ne use kabhi aise chhua bhi nahi tha. Naina ki kamar uthne lagi, haath Kabir ke sar ko daba rahe the. "Main... main aa rahi hoon," woh chillayi, aur phir jism mein tez lehar daudi. Woh jhad gayi, itni zor se ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye.

Kabir upar aaya, honth geele the. Naina ne use kheench kar kiss kiya, apna hi namkeen swad mehsoos kiya. Usne uski pant ki zip kholi, andar haath dala. Lund sakht tha, garm, mutthi mein poori tarah sama nahi raha tha.

"Itna bada," Naina ne fusfusaya. Kabir ne pant utari aur nanga khada ho gaya. Naina ne use munh mein le liya, jitna le sakti thi. Kabir ne uske baal pakde, "haan, aise hi," aur uske munh mein aage peeche hone laga.

Uski jeebh lund ke chaaron taraf ghoom rahi thi, Kabir ki saansein tez ho rahi thi. "Bas," usne kaha, use rok kar, "abhi nahi. Abhi tujhe lena hai." Usne Naina ko seedha litaya aur uski tangen apne kandhon pe rakh li.

Usne lund chut ke munh pe rakha aur dheere se dhakka diya. Naina ki saans ruk gayi. Woh andar gaya, poora, ek hi baar mein, aur laga andar aag lag gayi hai. "Dard ho raha hai," woh siski. "Ruk," Kabir ne kaha, ruka, phir dheere dheere hila.

Dard dheere dheere maze mein badal gaya. Kabir tez hua, har dhakke ke saath sofa hilne laga. Naina ki chikhen kamre mein goonj rahi thi aur use parwah nahi thi. Usne uski peeth pakad li, nakhun gadaye. "Aur zor se," woh chillayi.

Kabir ne use uthaya aur apni god mein bitha liya. Ab Naina upar thi, lund andar gehra tha. Woh upar neeche hone lagi, boobs uchhalte hue, aur Kabir ne unhe pakad kar munh mein le liya. Naina ko laga woh hawa mein ud rahi hai.

"Aise hi, meri jaan," Kabir ne kaha, kamar pakad kar use tez chalate hue. Chut lund ko kas rahi thi, chhod rahi thi. Dono ka paseena ek ho gaya tha, kamre mein sirf saanson aur jismon ki awaaz thi.

Kabir ne use palta aur sofa ke kinare pe jhuka diya. Peeche se ek hi jhatke mein andar dala aur Naina cheekh padi. Ye sabse gehra tha, har dhakka andar tak ja raha tha. Kabir ne uske baal pakde aur gardan pe kaata.

"Teri chut kitni tight hai," Kabir ne kaha, tez dhakke marte hue. "Kabir, main phir aa rahi hoon," Naina chillayi. "Aa ja, mere saath aa," usne kaha, aur dono ek saath jhade. Uske jism ka har hissa kaanp raha tha. Kabir uske upar gir gaya, dono hanf rahe the.

Kuch der woh aise hi pade rahe. Phir Naina ka phone baja. Sameer ka message, "bas 20 minute mein pahunch raha hoon." Uski aankhen phail gayi. Woh jaldi se uthi, kapde pehne, baal theek kiye. Kabir use darwaze tak chhodne aaya.

"Kal phir aaogi," Kabir ne poochha, darwaze pe uska haath pakad kar. Naina ne use dekha, honthon pe ek muskaan jo pehle kabhi nahi thi. "Tumne suna tha na us raat," usne kaha. "Ab roz sunogi." Woh apne flat mein ghusi, dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha.

Sameer ke aane se pehle woh bedroom mein thi, normal banne ki koshish mein. Sameer aaya, thaka hua. "Khana khaya," usne poochha. "Haan," Naina ne kaha. Sameer bistar pe gira aur do minute mein kharrate lene laga. Naina andhere mein use dekhti rahi.

Agle din raat ko woh phir balcony mein thi. Thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Bagal se dheemi awaaz aayi, "so gayi kya." Naina muskurayi, rail pe jhuk kar fusfusayi, "darwaza khula rakhna." Aur andhere mein usne Kabir ki hansi suni, woh hansi jo ab uski raaton ka hissa ban chuki thi.