Train Me Sex Story: Berth Number 7 Ki Woh Raat

Train ka ek tez jhatka laga aur Pooja ke berth ka parda ud kar Arjun ke chehre se takraya. Yeh train me sex story usi ek jhatke se shuru hui thi, jab AC 3-tier ke us dibbe me batti aadhi bujh chuki thi aur raat ke gyarah baj rahe the.

"Sorry!" Pooja ne parda kheench kar apni taraf kiya. Woh side-lower berth par baithi thi, aur Arjun uske upar wali side-upper berth par leta hua tha. Dono ke chehre ke beech ab sirf do foot ka faasla tha.

"Koi baat nahi," Arjun ne muskura kar kaha. "Waise bhi is train me pard pard se zyada aapke dupatte ne mera swagat kiya hai." Pooja ka dupatta ab bhi uske haath me tha. Usne jaldi se wapas liya. Uske gaal laal ho gaye.

Train Old Delhi station se nikal chuki thi. Kanpur tak ka safar, poori raat. Pooja tees saal ki thi, shaadi ko chhe saal ho gaye the. Pati Kanpur me pehle se pahuncha hua tha, sasural me shaadi thi. Woh akeli safar kar rahi thi, aur pehli baar use akele safar ka dar nahi, ek ajeeb si azaadi mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Arjun battis saal ka tha, software engineer, Lucknow ja raha tha. Uske chehre par ek shararti muskaan thi jo hatne ka naam nahi le rahi thi. "Waise mera naam Arjun hai," usne neeche jhuk kar kaha. "Aur aapka?"

"Pooja," usne jawab diya. Phir usne apne aap ko sambhala. Ajnabi se naam batana theek tha, lekin zyada baat karna? Usne apna phone uthaya aur screen dekhne lagi. Lekin screen par kuch tha hi nahi dekhne layak. Uski nazrein baar baar upar ja rahi thin.

Arjun neeche utar aaya. Usne apna bag theek kiya aur uske saamne wali seat par baith gaya. "Chai piyengi?" usne pucha. "Vendor abhi aaya tha, maine do cup le liye."

Pooja ne mana karna chaha, lekin uski aankhon me itni garmi thi ki woh mana nahi kar saki. "Theek hai," usne kaha. Dono ne kulhad pakde. Train ki raftaar badh rahi thi, aur bahar andhera daud raha tha.

"Aap Kanpur ja rahi hain?" Arjun ne pucha.

"Haan, sasural me shaadi hai. Pati pehle se wahan hain," Pooja ne bataya. Usne socha, yeh batana zaroori tha. Jaise ek deewar khadi kar di ho.

Lekin Arjun ne deewar ko dekha tak nahi. "Toh aap dulhan ki taraf se hain ya dulhe ki?" usne masti me pucha.

"Dulhan meri nanad hai," Pooja hansi. Uski hansi me ek khanak thi jo dibbe ki aawazon me bhi alag sunai di.

TC aaya, ticket check hue. Pooja ka berth confirm tha, side-lower. Arjun ka side-upper. "Dono ka saath ka berth hai, achha hai," TC ne kaha aur aage badh gaya. Pooja ne Arjun ki taraf dekha. Uske chehre par wahi muskaan thi.

Raat ke baarah baj gaye. Dibbe ki batti bujh gayi, sirf neeli night light jal rahi thi. Log apne berthon par let gaye. Pooja ne apna bag khola aur night suit nikala. Usne parda kheench kar berth ko ghers liya.

Parde ke peeche woh kapde badal rahi thi. Usne suit pehna, phir kurti utari. Usi waqt train ek mod par tez ghoomi aur parda thoda khisak gaya. Bahar khada Arjun... usne dekh liya. Ek jhalak. Pooja ki nangi peeth, uski bra ki strap.

Pooja ne jaldi se parda theek kiya. Uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha. "Aapne... aapne dekha?" usne parde ke peeche se pucha.

"Maine kuch nahi dekha," Arjun ki aawaz aayi. Phir dheere se, "Lekin jo ek jhalak dikhi, woh bhoolna mushkil hoga."

Pooja ke pet me gudgudi hui. Usne bahar aakar dekha. Arjun apne berth par baitha tha, uski aankhon me shaitani chamak thi. "Aap bahut bure hain," Pooja ne kaha, lekin uski aawaz me gussa nahi tha.

"Bura hota toh chillata," Arjun ne kaha. "Maine toh bas taareef ki hai. Dil me."

Pooja uske saamne baith gayi. Ab dono side-lower par aamne saamne the. Train ki gati ek lay me thi, dibba halka halka hil raha tha. Neeli roshni me Arjun ka chehra aur bhi aakarshak lag raha tha.

"Aapki shaadi nahi hui?" Pooja ne pucha.

"Nahi. Ab tak koi mili nahi jo train chhootne par bhi saath baithi rahe," usne kaha. Pooja samajh gayi, yeh flirt tha. Seedha, bina lihaaz ka flirt.

"Flirt karna aata hai aapko," usne kaha.

"Sirf unse karta hoon jinhe dekh kar dil kare," Arjun ne uski aankhon me dekha. "Aur aapko dekh kar toh dil bahut kuch kar raha hai."

Pooja ki saansein tez ho gayin. Usne idhar udhar dekha. Sab so rahe the. Kharraate goonj rahe the. "Arjun, main shaadi shuda hoon," usne dheere se kaha.

"Jaanta hoon," usne kaha. "Isiliye toh yeh raat itni keemti hai. Kal subah Kanpur aayega, aap utar jayengi, main Lucknow chala jaunga. Bas aaj ki raat hai hamare paas. Ek raat jo kisi ki nahi hogi, sirf hamari hogi."

Uske lafzon me itni sachchai thi ki Pooja ka virodh pighal gaya. Chhe saal ki shaadi me uske pati ne use kabhi aise nahi dekha tha jaise Arjun dekh raha tha. Jaise woh duniya ki sabse khoobsurat aurat ho.

Arjun ne apna haath badhaya aur uske gaal ko chhua. Pooja ne aankhein band kar lin. Uske haath garam the. "Tum bahut khoobsurat ho, Pooja," usne kaha. Pehli baar usne "tum" kaha tha.

Pooja ne uska haath pakad liya. "Agar kisi ne dekh liya toh?"

"Parda hai, kambal hai, aur raat hai," Arjun ne parda aur kheench diya. Ab unka berth ek chhota sa kamra ban gaya tha. Bahar ki duniya se kata hua.

Arjun ne uske honthon par apne honth rakhe. Pehla chumban halka tha, jaise pooch raha ho ki aage badhun ya nahi. Pooja ne uske baalon me ungliyaan phansa lin aur use apne kareeb kheencha. Chumban gehra ho gaya. Uski jeebh uske munh me ghusi aur Pooja ne ek aisi aah bhari jo usne salon se dabai hui thi.

Uske haath uski peeth par phirne lage. Night suit ke upar se hi usne uske jism ki garmi mehsoos ki. "Tum kaap rahi ho," Arjun ne kaha.

"Thand nahi hai," Pooja ne kaha. "Yeh kuch aur hai."

"Jaanta hoon," usne uske kaan me kaha. "Mujhe bhi wahi ho raha hai."

Arjun ne uske suit ke button kholne shuru kiye. Ek ek button khulta gaya, aur Pooja ki saansein tez hoti gayin. Jab usne uska suit khola toh uski kaali bra saamne thi. Arjun ki aankhein chamak uthin. "Kaala rang tum par bahut jachta hai," usne kaha.

Usne uski bra ke upar se hi uske mummon ko haathon me liya. Woh bhare hue aur naram the. Usne unhe dabaya aur Pooja ke munh se siskari nikal gayi. Usne jaldi se apna haath munh par rakha. "Dheere," usne hansi me kaha. "Sab jaag jayenge."

"Toh jaagne do," Arjun ne shararat se kaha, lekin usne apni aawaz dheemi kar di. Usne uski bra ka hook khola. Uske mumme azaad ho gaye. Neeli roshni me woh sangmarmar jaise lag rahe the.

Arjun ne apna munh uske ek mumme par rakha. Uski jeebh nipple ke ird gird ghoomi aur Pooja ne berth ki chaadar ko mutthi me bhinch liya. "Aah... Arjun..." woh karahi. Dusre mumme ko woh haath se sehla raha tha.

Pooja ka jism aag ki tarah jal raha tha. Usne Arjun ki t-shirt kheench kar utar di. Uski chaati chaudi thi, halke baal the. Usne apna chehra uski chaati me chhupa liya. Uske paseene ki khushboo me ek mardangi thi jo use pagal bana rahi thi.

Arjun ne kambal un dono par daal diya. Ab woh duniya se poori tarah chhupe hue the. Kambal ke neeche usne Pooja ke pajame ka naada khola. Uska haath uski panty par pahuncha. Woh geeli thi.

"Kitni geeli ho tum," Arjun ne uske kaan me kaha. "Tumhara jism toh kab se taiyaar tha."

Pooja ne uski pant ki zip kholi. Uska lund tana hua tha, mota aur lamba. Usne use haath me liya. Garam, sakht, dhadakta hua. Usne use sehlana shuru kiya aur Arjun ne aankhein band karke aah bhari.

"Pooja... tumhare haath... jaadugar hain," woh karaha.

Kambal ke neeche Pooja neeche jhuki aur uske lund ko apne munh me le liya. Train ke har jhatke par uska munh aur andar jata. Arjun ne uske baal pakad liye. "Haan... aise hi... bahut achha..." woh sisk raha tha. Uski siskariyon me dard bhi tha aur maza bhi.

Pooja ne use roka. "Ruko, abhi nikal jayega. Aur main abhi tumhe apne andar lena chahti hoon."

Arjun ne use berth par litaya. Usne uski panty utari. Uski chut geeli thi, paani se bhari hui. Arjun ne apni ungli us par pheri aur Pooja uchhal padi. Usne do ungliyaan uski chut me daalin. Pooja ne cheekh rokne ke liye apna haath munh par rakha.

Ungliyaan andar bahar ho rahi thin, aur uska angootha uske daane ko sehla raha tha. Pooja ki kamar berth se uthne lagi. "Bas... bas ab... mujhe tum chahiye... poore tum..."

Arjun uske upar aaya. Berth chhoti thi, dono ko simatna pada. Usne apna lund uski chut ke munh par rakha aur dheere dheere andar dhakela. Pooja ne uski peeth ko nakhunon se kharocha. Woh mota tha, aur use aisa bhara hua mehsoos ho raha tha jaise salon me nahi hua tha. "Aah... haan... andar... aur andar..."

Phir chudai shuru hui. Pehle dheere, taaki berth zyada na hile. Phir train ki lay ke saath tez. Arjun ki kamar hil rahi thi, uske lund ki har thokar Pooja ki chut ki gehraiyon tak pahunch rahi thi. Pooja ne apni taangein uski kamar ke ird gird lapet lin.

"Aur zor se... mujhe mehsoos karao ki main zinda hoon..." woh fusfusai. Uske chehre par paseena tha, uski aankhein band thin.

Kambal ke neeche unke jism chipke hue the. Arjun ne uske mummon ko chooste hue dhakke tez kar diye. Pooja ki aankhon ke aage taare naachne lage. Uski chut Arjun ke lund ko kas rahi thi, har dhakke par paani nikal raha tha.

"Main... main aane wali hoon..." Pooja chillaane wali thi, Arjun ne apne honth uske honthon par rakh diye. Uska chillana uske munh me dab gaya.

Aur phir woh jhad gayi. Uske jism me ek lehar daudi, uski chut ne Arjun ke lund ko zor se kasa. Usi pal Arjun bhi jhad gaya. Usne apna garam paani uski chut me chhoda aur uske upar gir pada. Dono haanp rahe the, kambal ke neeche chipke hue.

Kuch der woh aise hi lete rahe. Train daud rahi thi, bahar andhera tha. Pooja Arjun ki chaati par sar rakhe uski dhadkan sun rahi thi. "Yeh galat hai," usne dheere se kaha.

"Galat hota toh itna khoobsurat na lagta," Arjun ne kaha. Usne uske maathe par bosa diya. "Tumne aaj apne liye jiya hai, Pooja. Sirf apne liye."

Pooja ne use gale laga liya. Use pata tha yeh galat hai. Lekin use yeh bhi pata tha ki woh is raat ko kabhi nahi bhool payegi. Chhe saal ki shaadi me jo aag bujh gayi thi, woh aaj ek ajnabi ne phir jala di thi.

Raat ke do baj gaye. Dono ne kapde theek kiye. Pooja ne parda thoda khola taaki hawa aaye. Arjun apne berth par chala gaya, lekin neeche se uska haath latka raha. Pooja ne use pakad liya. Dono haath pakde so gaye.

Subah paanch baje Pooja ki aankh khuli. Train Kanpur ke kareeb thi. Usne Arjun ko dekha. Woh so raha tha, uske chehre par sukoon tha. Pooja ne uske gaal ko chhua. Woh jaag gaya.

"Kanpur aa raha hai," Pooja ne kaha.

Arjun uth baitha. Usne Pooja ko dekha, phir bahar andhere me doobti roshni ko. "Ek raat thi, khatm ho gayi," usne kaha. Uski aawaz me udaasi thi.

Pooja ne apne bag se ek chhota sa dibba nikala. Usme uski ek jhumki thi. Usne woh jhumki Arjun ke haath me rakh di. "Yeh rakho. Jab bhi is train me safar karo, yaad rakhna ki berth number 7 par ek raat tumne kisi ko poori tarah zinda kar diya tha."

Arjun ne jhumki ko mutthi me band kar liya. "Aur tum? Tum kya rakhogi?"

Pooja ne uske haath se apna dupatte ka pin nikala jo raat ko wahin reh gaya tha. "Yeh. Aur ek raat jo meri apni thi."

Train Kanpur station par ruki. Pooja ne bag uthaya. Platform par uska pati intezaar kar raha tha. Usne ek aakhri baar Arjun ki taraf dekha. Usne haath hilaya. Pooja ne halki si muskaan di aur utar gayi.

Pati ne use gale lagaya. "Safar kaisa raha?" usne pucha.

Pooja ne train ki taraf dekha, jo ab Lucknow ki taraf badh rahi thi. "Zindagi ka sabse yaadgar safar tha," usne kaha. Aur yeh poori sachchai thi.