Erotica Ghar aya Mehman by HiraKhan ( Completed )

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Update 01:-

Kahani us wakt shuru hoti hai jab mein 19 saal ki hui. Or FSC k imtehan dene k bad free thi. Me Apne kamre me leti apni behen se phone per batain ker rahi thi. Jin ki shadi ko 1 saal ho gya hai or husband k sath London me rehti hain.

Me:- Api kab aao gi Pakistan?

Api:- (mujhe piyar se baby bulati hain) Baby abhi to pata nhi hai. Inko (Api k shohar Noman ) ko chutti mile to aaoo gi. Lekin haan! Agle hafte mere Susar Irtaza aa rahay hain. Hum apna ghar banwa rahay hain. Is silsilay me aj abbu se bat kerni hai mene k wo mere susar ko apne ghar me thehra lein.

Me:- (excited ho ker) wwwwaaaaooowwww Api! Uncle aa rahay hain! Phir to bohot maza aey ga.

Api:- ( Hanste huay) Han han. Me janti hoon, ghoomne phirne ki shoqeen. Tum to excited ho gi naa. Lekin tum uncle k sath kahin nhi jao gi. Q k wo ghar ki site per kam kerwaien gay. Or sham me ghar wapas aein gay. Samajh gai!

Me:- (mayoos si awaz me) achaa Api.

Api:- Acha acha. Ziada miskeeno wali awaz nikalne k zarorat nahi hai. Tumhare liye ek gift bhej rahi hoon. So cheer Up.

Me:- (khushi se) such Api! Kia bhej rahi ho?

Api:- Ye to surprise hai. Jab mile ga to dekh lena. Acha ab me rakhti hoon phone. Bye!

Ye keh ker Api ne phone rakh diya. Me khush ho gai k Api k Susar aa rahay hain. Q k Ap ki shadi se pehle or Shadi k wakt uncle k sath mene bohot enjoy kiya tha. Aksar hum walk per jatay or dher saari batain kerte.

Aray aray! Rukiye! Zara sochne dijiye! Shayad me kuch bhool rahi hoon. Aray haaan! Mene apna or Apni family ka intro to kerwaya hi nahi. G to aeiye zara mei family k baray me jaan lijiye.

Sab se pehle Mere Dad Shahzeb Khan 55 saal. Govt deptt me job kerte hain. Achi salary hai. Is liye hamara guzara bohot acha hota hai.

Un k bad hain hamare ghar ki malika Noor Jahan 48 saal ki hain. Lekin dikhne me 40 se ziada ki nahi lagtien. Kafi hans mukh hain. In ka jism kuch bhari hai. Yani agar napa jaey to 40E k Boobs k sath 34 ki kamar or 44 ki gand in k 5 foot 3 inch k qad ko char chand lagati hai.


Us k bad ati hain ghar ki bari bet yani meri Api. Sidra, jo mujhse 4 saal bari hain. Or BSc k bad unko shadi abbu k jigri dost Kamal uncle k baray betay k sath hui. Kamal uncle apni family k sath England me rehte hain. So Api b shadi k bad 6 months k andar andar England chali gaein. Api ka qad 5 feet 7 inch hai. Un k boobs 34C size hain or Kamar 30 inch jab k unki gol gol gand 36 size ki hai. Kul mila k Api ek sex bomb hain jo k hamare piyare dulha bhai Noman k hath lagien. Jo umer me to Api se 3 saal baray thay lekin Apne 8 inch k lund se suhagrat me hi Api ki gori go



Api or mein bohot close thay. Ek doosre se dhero batain kerte thay. Is liye Api ne mujhe suhagrat ki poori kahani bataie. Jis ko sunn ker mein bohot excited ho gai. Khair jab Api England gaien to mujhe bohot afsos hua, me khoob roi. Lekin jana to tha unko.

Us k bad is ghar ki ladli dulari shehzadi yani mein. Hira Khan. Mere gol gol boobs 32C size k bina braa k b shan kharay nazar atay hain. Us se neechd meri 28 inch ki kamar or phir 34 size ki gand dekhne walo per qeher dhati hai.


Ek baat mein yahan bata doon k ham log pathan family se hain. Or hamare ghar me sab ka rung gora hai.

Ab jante hain ghar anay wale mehman k baray mein. Ye hain mere Dad k bachpan k dost Kamal Hasan. Jo k aj se 30 saal pehle Apni wife k sath England chale gaey. Or wahin k ho ker reh gaey. In k 2 betay or ek beti hai. Bara beta Noman meri Api k husband hai or un se 2 saal chota Kamran abhi parh raha hai. Jab k inki beti irum meri hi age ki hai. Inki wife ki Aj se 10 saal pehle cancer ki waja se death ho chuki hai. Lekin inho ne doosri shadi nahi ki.



Ye thaa kahani k kirdaro ka intro. Agay or b log aein gay jin ka intro mein usi wakt doon gi. Filhal to hamare ghar mein ek mehman aanay wala tha. Jis k istaqbal ki tayari kerni thi. Ek Hafta...! Ek Hafta baki tha, us mehman k anay me.

 

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[color=rgb(184,]Update 02:-

Mein b doosri larkiyo ki trah ghoomne phirne ki shoqeen hoon. Naey kapre, jootay, hotel me khana bohot pasand hai. Mom or Dad b bahar le ker jatay hain. Lekin jo maza dosto k sath enjoy kerne me hai wo or kisi k sath nahi.

Is k ilawa ek or cheez hai jo mujhe bohot pasand hai or wo hai Apni pinky k sath khelna. G Ap heran nahi hoon Q k ye Pinky or koi nahi meri taango k darmiyan meri choti si Choot hai. Jis ko sewa kerna mujhe bohot acha lagta hai.


Je Ap ye mat sochiye k shayad me apni pinky ko kuch khilati hoon. Jee nahi! Me apni pinky ki sewa is tarah se kerti hoon k isko hamesha baalo se paak rakhti hoon. Or is per kuch creams ki maalish kerti hoon ta k ye hamesha jag mag kerti rahay. Or jab ye apne raja se mile to raja iski khoobsorti ka deewana ho jaey. Hehehehehe...!

Haan! Kabhi kabhi jab ye excited ho ker raja ki yaad me pani bahane lagti hai to me isko shant kerne k liye Apni ungli se ragarti hoon. Kabhi kabhi gussay me isko ek do thapar b laga deti hoon ta k ye raja se milne k liye ziada tang naa keray. Is k bad atay hain mere khoobsurat piyare piyare ras bhare Aaam.


In ras bhare aamo ki kia tafseel bataoon. Jo her dum sir uthaey kharay rehte hain. Or un per sajay Pink nipple inki sajawat ko char chand lagatay hain. Bina bra k kasay huay ye aam logo ko deewana banatay hain. Aas paros k logo ne to in aamo ki jhalak panay k liye raal tapkani shuru ker di hai. Mohallay k awara larkay b isi taak me rehte hain k kisi tarah unhain mere in khubsoorat aamo ki jhalak mil jaey. Lekin mere in aamo ki jhalak pana un k bas ki bat nahi.

Or phir mere jism ka sab se khatarnaak ang. Jo k sab mardo ki pasand hai.


G Haan! Mere kharboozay. Jin ka maza aj tak kisi ne nahi chakha lekin bohot se logo ne is ka khuwab zaror dekha ho ga. In tarboozo k darmiyan jo chota sa qila hai, kai logo ne usko gatah kerne k khayalo or khuwabo me apne raaja ka pani zaror nikala ho ga. Lekin mere ye saare phal to apne asli qadardan ko milain gay. Jo in ki sewa karey ga.

Mein jab ghar se bahar nikalti hoon to meri jawani ko dekh ker log ahain bhartay hain. Lekin mein kisi ki parwa nahi kerti. Kai larko ne mujhse dosti kerne ko koshish ki lekin mera rawaiya dekh ker ahista ahista sab peeche hatt gaey.

Agli subha mein tayar ho ker kitchen me aei or nashta bananay me mom ki madad kerne lagi.

Mom:- Beta tumhain pata hai k tumhari Api k Susar aa rahay hain.

Mein:-Yes Mom! Api ne bataya tha kal raat me.

Mom:- Ok! To tum ek kam kero.

Mein:- Kia Mom?

Mom:- Tum apna saman chotay room me shift ker do. Or apna kamre Uncle k liye khali ker do.

Mein:- Mom! This is Not fair.

Mom:- Dekho beta! Gussa nahi kero. Tum hi batao ye acha lagta hai k tumhare Uncle us chotay kamre me aa ker rahain! Ek kamre me tumhare dad or mein rehte hain. Us k sath wala Ek kamra tumhare pas hai jis k sath ek chota kamra hai. (In dono kamro k beech ek darwaza hai) Is sath store hai. Phir ye haal or kitchen hai. To tum hi batao k kahan rehne ka bandobast karain?

Mein:- Acha mom theek hai. Me apna saman shift ker leti hoon.

Mom:- Shabash meri achi beti.

Ye keh ker mom ne mujhe galay laga liya or mere gaal per kiss ker diya. Hum teeno ne dining table per baith ker nashta kiya or phir dad apne kam per chale gaey. Mene pehle us chotay room ki safai ki. Is room me ek single bed or kapro ki almari k sath dressing rakhi hui thi. Ye room itna chota nahi tha k mera saman naa aa sakay. Ek larki rehne k liye ye room perfect tha. Hamare ghar k her kamre k sath attach bathroom hai so is liye b koi preshani nahi thi.

Sham ko Dad ghar aey to unho ne bataya k Kamal Uncle se baat ho gai hai or wo 6 din bad aa rahay hain. 6 Din....! [/color]

 

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[color=rgb(51,]Agli subha me ne apna kuch saman apne new room me shift kerna shuru ker diya. Ap to jante hain larkiya kitni shoqeen hoti hain k un k kamre ki her zheez saleeqay se rakhi ho. Her ek cheez perfect ho. Me b apne room ki setting me isi tarah deewani ho rahi thi. Pehle mene do kamro k beech wale darwazay k agay apne shoe rack ko rakha lekin phir usko wahan se hata diya. Us darwazay k samne ab koi saman nahi tha.

me dopeher me free hui to socha naha leti hoon. Q k mujhe saaf rehne ki adat hai or ab mujhe apna aap ajeeb lag raha thaa. Me washroom gai or apne saare kapre utar diye. Mere goray badan per mujhe kahin kahin baal mehsoos ho rahay thay. Phir kia tha, mene apne jism k sab baal saf kerne shuru ker diye.


kuch hi der me mere jism k sab baal saaf ho gaey. Mera jism ek dun chikna ho chuka thaa. Me sheeshay me apne jism ko dekhne lagi. Mera khobsurat tarasha hua jism dekh k mujhe khud per rashk hone laga. Meri saheliyan aksar mujhse kehti hain k mera jism jis khushnaseeb ko mile ga, wo saari zindagi meri ghulami karay ga. Me muskura ker chup ker jati.


Mene bath tub me pani bhara or nahanay lagi. Sath hi sath me mein khud se batain b kiye ja rahi thi.

Me:- (Apne Apse) Haey! Ab mujhe kuch arsa is bath tub me nahanay k moka nahi mile ga. Q k ye kamra to uncle k use me ho ga. Me kitna miss keroon gi.

Me phir khari hui or Shower on kr k nahanay lagi.


Mene apne baalo ko shampoo kiya or jism ko Bath Gel se dhoya. Mere jism se bohot achi bheeni bheeni khushboo anay lagi.

Me:- (Khud se) haey hira! Kis k liye khud ko khusboo se mehka rahi ho? Abhi koi b nahi hai tumhari jawani ka rass peene wala. Naa janay kab aey ga wo! Jo tumhare jism ko masle ga. Tumhari is pinky se khelay ga. Tumhare in kharboozo(boobs) ka raasss piye ga. Or tumhare Tarbooz jaisi gand se khelay ga.

Me apne hi jism ko masalne lagi.


Phir mein apni pinky ko shower se dhonay lagi. Jab pani meri pinky se takrata to ajeeb sa maza ata. Dil kerta k ye pal kabhi khatam naa ho.

Kabhi to meri pinky mera itna bura haal kerti k usko chup kerwanay k liye mujhe usko ragarna parta. Phir kahin jaa ker usko chain milta.

Mene achi tarah se apni pinky ko andar or bahar se dhoya. Sath hi haath laga ker achi tarah check kiya k kahin koi baal reh naa gya ho. Lekin meri pinky to jaise jashan mana rahi thi. Q k wo bilkul chikni ho rahi thi. Me thori der apni pinky se khelti rahi jab tak us ne pani nahi baha diya.


Me shower on ker k Apne jism per pani bahanay lagi. Agar us wakt mere saamne koi budha b khara hota to uska Maharaj mere jism ko dekh ker khara ho hata.

Zahir hai nazara hi kuch aisa tha k mera bheega badan or us per sajay tanay hua kharboozay jin per sajay chotay chotay angoor. Kisi ko b deewana bana sakte hain.

Me naha ker apne jism per towel lapait ker bahar aei.


Mera towel mere kharboozo ko dhaknay me nakam tha. Mere aadhay se ziada kharboozay bahar jhank rahay thay. Or un k darmiyan lakewr aise lag rahi thi jaise do paharo k darmiyan khai ho.

Me khud ko ainay me dekh ker muskura di. Or Apne jism per bandha hua aakhri kapra ek bar phir gira diya.


Me apne baal dry kerne lagi. Sath hi sath muskura b rahi thi. Aj ajeeb si bechaini mehsoos ker rahi thi. Dil ker raha tha k koi aey jo mere jism ko sehlaey. Mujhe piyar karay or mujhe hamesha k liye apna bana le.

Lekin hary afsos, mere piya jee ka kuch pata nhi. Naa janay mujhe kab tak aise hi tarapna ho ga. Khair mene apne jism ko dry kerne k bad ek imported Bra panty ka set nikala.


Mera doodhiya jism is bra panty me chamakne laga. Tabhi mom ne mujhe bulaya to mene fatafat apna dress pehna or un k sath hath batanay lagi.


Mom:- (mujhe dekh ker) wah meri beti to bht piyari lag rahi hai. Oper wala buri nazar se bachaey meri guriya ko.

Or mera maatha choom liya. Me b un k galay lag ker laad kerne lagi. Mene or Mom ne mil ker ghar ka kaam kiya. Isi tarah ek or din nikal gya. Hamare mehman k anay me ab 5 din bachay thay.[/color]

 

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Agle 3 din saman ki setting or Safai me guzar gaey. Bohot si cheezain market se lani parien. Aakhir her cheez uncle k liye us kamre me saja di gai.

Me ne koshish ki k uncle ko is kamre me koi pareshani naa ho. Ab wo din b aa gya jab uncle ne ana thaa. Me Mom or Dad uncle ko lene k liye airport gaey. Lekin pata chala k barish ki waja se flight late ho chuki hai. Hum log ghar anay k bajaey wahin baith gaey. Koi 5 ghante intazar kerne k bad raat 8 bje flight aei. Uncle hamare pas aa gaey.


Wo black t shirt or Grey jacket me kafi handsome lag rahay thay. Unki height koi 6 feet se 4 ya 5 inch thi. Mein unki samne ek choti si bachi lag rahi thi. Mom or dad se milne k bad as usual uncle ne mujhe b galay lagaya. Lekin is bar mujhe un k milne ka andaz kuch ajeeb laga. Pehle 2-3 bar mein un se mili thi to wo mere sir pe hath lagatay thay.

Lekin is bar unho ne apne right arm wali side se mujhe galay lagaya or meri poori peeth per haath phairne lagay. Mujhe ajeeb si bechaini mehsoos honay lagi. Uncle ka hath koi 4-5 second tak meri braa se khelta raha. Phir unho ne mujhe chor diya. Pata nahi Mom dad ne notice kiya ya nahi. Uncle ne mujhe 15 second tak apne se chipkaey rakha thaa. Khair mene b is per tawaja nahi di. Or hum ghar ki taraf chal paray. Airport se parking tak atay atay hum sab bheeg chukay thay.


Meri qameez k neeche pehni hui black bra b saaf nazar aa rahi thi. Uncle b bar bar meri taraf ajeeb nazro se dekh rahay thay. Mujhe thora ajeeb lag raha thaa lekin me kuch nahi bol rahi thi.

Hum sab gari mein baithne lagay to Uncle ne mom ko agay baithne ka kaha or khud peeche mere sath baith gaey. Jab k Dad gari chalanay lagay. Hum sab ghar ki taraf rawana ho gaey. Uncle mujhse batain kerne lagay.

Uncle:- How are u angel?

Me:- M fine uncle. How r u?

Uncle:- Mein theek hoon. Tumhain last time dekha to bilkul choti bachi lagti thi. (Mere aamo ko dekhte huay) ab to kafi bari lag rahi ho.

Me:- g thank u uncle. Ap batain Api or bhai kaise hain?

Uncle:- Wo b theek hain. Tumhari api tumhain bht yad kerti hai. Us ne tumhare liye gift b bhejay hain.

Me:- G api ne bataya thaa. Apko takleef di unho ne.

Uncle:- Aray nahi beti! Takleef kaisi? Kia tum hamari apni nahi ho?

(Uncle ne mujhe beti nahi kaha, lekin mein unki bat ki gehrai ko na samajh saki or muskuranay lagi)

Uncle:- Kon c class me ho ab?

Me:- Uncle mene Graduation ker li hai. Or ab ghar me time pas kerti hoon.

Uncle:- agay parhai nahi kero gi?

Me:- Nahi uncle! Bus parh liya jitna parhna tha. Ab bus ghar pe rahoon gi.

Uncle:- ( kuch sochte huay) to tum ek kam kero. Jab tak mein yahan apna ghar banwa raha hoon, tum b mere sath shamil ho jao.

Me:- jeeeeee????? Lekin mein kaise? Mujhe to kuch nahi ata?

Uncle:- aray bhaeee! Tumhain koi mazdoori nahi kerni, sirf mujhe idea dena hai k kon sa bedroom kaisa hona chahiye. Waise b makan ka dhancha tayar ho chuka hai.

Me:- Uncle mujhe kisi cheez ka kuch pata nhi hai. To me kaise keh sakti hoon!

Uncle:- (mujhse) dekho! Ghar ki sab tarteeb ko orat ko pata hota hai k kon si cheez kahan achi lagay gi. Ab meri biwi to hai nahi. Tumhari behn b abhi England mein hai. Wo ghar complete honay k bad shayad aey gi. (Phir mom or dad se) yaar! Tum or bhabi hi keh do. Hira beti agar meri help ker day gi to mujhe khushi ho gi.

Dad:- Hira beta! Ap k Uncle theek keh rahay hain. Waise b to ap free hoti ho, to uncle ki help ho jaey gi. Q begum Ap kia kehti ho?

Mom:- (Dad se) Ap bilkul theek keh rahay hain. Hira beta! Uncle k sath jana chahiye Apko. Chslo kuch idea ga.

Me:- G Mom. ok! Me chali jaya keroon gi uncle k sath.

Tab mene uncle ki aankho mein ajeeb si chamak dekhi, jaise unhain bht qeemti cheez mil gai ho.

Hum ghar pohonchay to buri tarah thak chukay thay. Airport per itni der baithne ki waja se ham sab ki halat buri ho chuki thi. Ghar atay hi Uncle or Dad ne saman uncle k room me rakha. Mere jo kapre buri tarah geelay thay, me change kerna chahti thi. Lekin me ghar aa ker mom k sath kitchen me masroof ho gai.

Hum sab ne ikathay khana khaya. Khanay k doran uncle or Dad ki batain chalti rahien lekin unki nazrain ziada tar mere jism ka tawaf ker rahi thien. Me khud me simti ja rahi thi. Sath hi sharam se mere gaal b laal ho rahay thay. Phir hum uthay or apne apne kamro me aram kerne k liye chalay gaey.

 

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Uncle k janay k bad mujhe hosh aya. Mene foran apne kapre theek kiye. Or kuch hi der pehle huay incident k baray me sochne lagi. Me shirt khol ker apne aamo se khel rahi thi or uncle kamre me aey. Lekin wo is wakt kia kerne aey thay? Un k hath me kia tha? Shayad wo mujhe kuch dend aey thay lekin mujhe is halat me dekh ker wapas chale gaey. Mujhe khud per sharam aa rahi thi.

Me:- (khud se) sharam nhi ati tumhain. Tum apni shirt khol ker apne aam masal rahi thien. Ab uncle ne dekh liya. Uuuufffff.... wo kia sochain gay k me kitni gandi hoon.

Doosri taraf ye khayal b aa raha thaa k sari ghalti uncle ki hai. Unko aise nhi ana chahiye thaa. Or phir agar unho ne dekh b liya to wapas chale jatay foran.

Me:- (khud se) uncle ki kia ghalti hai? Tumhare kamre ka darwaza khula tha. Or khulay darwazay pe knock nhi ki jati. Or tumhara jism aisa hai k uncle ki nazar tum per thehr gai. Is me unki kia ghalti? Saari ghalti tumhari Apni hai Hira. Uncle to tumhain shayad tumhari Api ka bheja hua gift dene aey thay. Jao ja k un se milo. Wo khud b pareshan ho rahay hon gay.

Me kafi der tak sochti rahi lekin koi faisla nahi ker paa rahi thi. Isi tarah 20 minute guzar gaey. Tabhi darwazay pe dastak hui. or me chonk gai.

Me:- Kon?

Uncle:- Beta me hoon.

Uncle ki awaz sunn ker me ek dum ghabra gai.

Uncle:- Mujhe tum se baat kerni hai. Kia mein andar aa sakta hoon?

Me:- Jjjjjjjj.... jjjjeeeeeee... aaaaa.... aaaaaa jjjjaaaaeeeeeeeiiiiiiinnnnnn...!

Uncle sir jhuka k andar aa gaey.

Uncle:- Hira! I am Sorry. Wooo mein...

Me:- Uncle Ap sorry Q keh rahay hain ghalti to meri thi. Sorry mujhe bolna chahiye.

Uncle:- Nhi! Tum Apne kamre me thien, mujhe knock ker k ana chahiye tha.

Me:- nahi uncle Ap kabhi b aa sakte hain mere room me. Ap bataiye kuch chahiye kia Apko?

Uncle:- Nahi! Bus ye parcel dene aya tha jo tumhari sis ne bheja hai.

Ye keh ker uncle ne parcel mujhe pakra diya or uth ker janay lagay. Jab darwazay k pas pohonche to uncle bolay.

Uncle:- Hira! Ek baat kahoon?

Me:- G kahiye uncle!

Uncle:- Tumhare boobs bohot piyare hain. Or un per jo kishmish k jaise dana hai, wo apni taraf bulata hai k aaoo or mujhe choos lo.

Or ye kehte huay uncle mere room se chale gaey. Jab k mein heran pareshan si baithi thi. Ek haya ki laali mere gaalo pe chaa gai thi. Or meri choot se pani ki kich boondain nikal meri panty me jazb ho gai thien. Naa janay kitna time beeta. Me hath me api ka bheja hua gift liye baithi thi or uncle k comments ko bar bar soch rahi thi.

Mujhe umeed nahi thi k uncle aisa kuch kahain gay. Khair mene api k bhejay huay gift per nazar dali. Or usko kholne lagi. Us me ek shandar Laptop tha. Me khushi se uchal gai Q k Api ne meri dil ki khuwahish jan li thi or usko poora ker diya thaa. Raat der tak jag ker mein laptop ko use kerti rahi. Phir meri aankh lag gai. Subha jab me uthi or tayar ho k neeche ai to sab log pehle se baithe thay or mera intazar ker rahay thay.

Me uncle ki taraf nahi dekh rahi thi, mujhe ek anjana sa ehsas ho raha tha. Lekin uncle extra normal thay, wo dad k sath hans hans k batain kiye ja rahay thay. Nashte k bad Dad apne office chale gaey. Jab k uncle mujhe bolay.

Uncle:- Hira beta! Hum b chalain?

Me:- Jjjjj... jjjjjjeeeeee! Kaaaahhhaaaaaannnn?

Uncle:- Aray beta! Ghar ki site per. Ab to roz tumhain chalna ho ga. Tum ne promise kiya tha.

Me:- ooooohhhhh... mmmmm... mee change ker k ati hoon.

Uncle:- Jaldi ana! Me wait ker raha hoon.

Uncle ki baat sun ker me apne room me aa gai. Or agay k baray me sochne lagi.

 

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Uncle k janay k bad mujhe hosh aya. Mene foran apne kapre theek kiye. Or kuch hi der pehle huay incident k baray me sochne lagi. Me shirt khol ker apne aamo se khel rahi thi or uncle kamre me aey. Lekin wo is wakt kia kerne aey thay? Un k hath me kia tha? Shayad wo mujhe kuch dend aey thay lekin mujhe is halat me dekh ker wapas chale gaey. Mujhe khud per sharam aa rahi thi.

Me:- (khud se) sharam nhi ati tumhain. Tum apni shirt khol ker apne aam masal rahi thien. Ab uncle ne dekh liya. Uuuufffff.... wo kia sochain gay k me kitni gandi hoon.

Doosri taraf ye khayal b aa raha thaa k sari ghalti uncle ki hai. Unko aise nhi ana chahiye thaa. Or phir agar unho ne dekh b liya to wapas chale jatay foran.

Me:- (khud se) uncle ki kia ghalti hai? Tumhare kamre ka darwaza khula tha. Or khulay darwazay pe knock nhi ki jati. Or tumhara jism aisa hai k uncle ki nazar tum per thehr gai. Is me unki kia ghalti? Saari ghalti tumhari Apni hai Hira. Uncle to tumhain shayad tumhari Api ka bheja hua gift dene aey thay. Jao ja k un se milo. Wo khud b pareshan ho rahay hon gay.

Me kafi der tak sochti rahi lekin koi faisla nahi ker paa rahi thi. Isi tarah 20 minute guzar gaey. Tabhi darwazay pe dastak hui. or me chonk gai.

Me:- Kon?

Uncle:- Beta me hoon.

Uncle ki awaz sunn ker me ek dum ghabra gai.

Uncle:- Mujhe tum se baat kerni hai. Kia mein andar aa sakta hoon?

Me:- Jjjjjjjj.... jjjjeeeeeee... aaaaa.... aaaaaa jjjjaaaaeeeeeeeiiiiiiinnnnnn...!

Uncle sir jhuka k andar aa gaey.

Uncle:- Hira! I am Sorry. Wooo mein...

Me:- Uncle Ap sorry Q keh rahay hain ghalti to meri thi. Sorry mujhe bolna chahiye.

Uncle:- Nhi! Tum Apne kamre me thien, mujhe knock ker k ana chahiye tha.

Me:- nahi uncle Ap kabhi b aa sakte hain mere room me. Ap bataiye kuch chahiye kia Apko?

Uncle:- Nahi! Bus ye parcel dene aya tha jo tumhari sis ne bheja hai.

Ye keh ker uncle ne parcel mujhe pakra diya or uth ker janay lagay. Jab darwazay k pas pohonche to uncle bolay.

Uncle:- Hira! Ek baat kahoon?

Me:- G kahiye uncle!

Uncle:- Tumhare boobs bohot piyare hain. Or un per jo kishmish k jaise dana hai, wo apni taraf bulata hai k aaoo or mujhe choos lo.

Or ye kehte huay uncle mere room se chale gaey. Jab k mein heran pareshan si baithi thi. Ek haya ki laali mere gaalo pe chaa gai thi. Or meri choot se pani ki kich boondain nikal meri panty me jazb ho gai thien. Naa janay kitna time beeta. Me hath me api ka bheja hua gift liye baithi thi or uncle k comments ko bar bar soch rahi thi.

Mujhe umeed nahi thi k uncle aisa kuch kahain gay. Khair mene api k bhejay huay gift per nazar dali. Or usko kholne lagi. Us me ek shandar Laptop tha. Me khushi se uchal gai Q k Api ne meri dil ki khuwahish jan li thi or usko poora ker diya thaa. Raat der tak jag ker mein laptop ko use kerti rahi. Phir meri aankh lag gai. Subha jab me uthi or tayar ho k neeche ai to sab log pehle se baithe thay or mera intazar ker rahay thay.

Me uncle ki taraf nahi dekh rahi thi, mujhe ek anjana sa ehsas ho raha tha. Lekin uncle extra normal thay, wo dad k sath hans hans k batain kiye ja rahay thay. Nashte k bad Dad apne office chale gaey. Jab k uncle mujhe bolay.

Uncle:- Hira beta! Hum b chalain?

Me:- Jjjjj... jjjjjjeeeeee! Kaaaahhhaaaaaannnn?

Uncle:- Aray beta! Ghar ki site per. Ab to roz tumhain chalna ho ga. Tum ne promise kiya tha.

Me:- ooooohhhhh... mmmmm... mee change ker k ati hoon.

Uncle:- Jaldi ana! Me wait ker raha hoon.

Uncle ki baat sun ker me apne room me aa gai. Or agay k baray me sochne lagi.

 

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Me soch rahi thi k raat ko uncle or mere beech kia kuch hua or is b bad b wo normal hain. Ya phir normal dikhne ki koshish ker rahay hain. Lekin mujhe kia ho raha hai? Mujhe itna ajeeb Q lag raha hai uncle k sath. Me sab kuch bhulana chahti hoon lekin kuch bhool nahi pa rahi. Me yei sab sochte huay tayar honay lagi.


Mene green color ka shalwar suit pehna or Uncle k sath chal pari. Mere is suit me mere aam kharay huay saaf dikh rahay thay. Uncle b mera joban dekhte huay apni aankhain saik rahay thay. Mere chehre pe sharam ki laali dor rahi thi.

Uncle:- Chalain?

Me bina kuch bolay un k sath chalne lagi. Uncle aj thoray alag mood me lag rahay thay. Wo halka halka muskura rahay thay. Khair hum dono pehle market gaey or wahan ghar k wasrooms k liye kuch saman pasand kiya.wahan uncle meri pasand ko ziada importance de rahay thay. Mujhe sab ajeeb lag raha tha. Lekin kia kerti. Phir hum dono uncle k ghar aa gaey.

Uncle:- Hira! Tumhara bht shukriya.

Me:- Kis cheez ka uncle?

Uncle:- Tum meri madad ker rahi ho ghar ki cheezain select kerne me.

Me:- Koi bat nahi.

uncle:- Waise tum se ek or bat k liye b thanks kerna hai.

Me:- Wo kis liye?

Uncle:- Kal rat jo hua us per naraz naa honay k liye.

Uncle ki ye baat sunn ker me ek dum sharma gai. Kal raat ko uncle ne naa sirf mere aam dekhay bal k unki tareef b ki.

uncle:- Kia hua?

Me:- (sharma ker) kuch nahi.!

Uncle:- Agar bura laga ho to Sorry.

Me:- Nahi aisi baat nahi.

Uncle:- shayad tumhain mera aise khul k bolna pasand nahi aya.

Me:- (uncle ne to mujhe phansa diya tha.) uncle bura nhi laga mujhe. Bus thora ajeeb laga.

Uncle:- Ajeeb laga? Kaise?

Me:- Aj tak kisi ne mere baray me kuch nhi kaha.

uncle:- Kia matlab? Tumhara boyfriend tumhari tareef nhi kerta?

Me:- Mera koi boyfriend nhi hai uncle.

uncle:- aise kaise ho sakta hai. Tum jaisi khoobsurat larki ka boyfriend naa ho.

Me:- Such me mera koi boyfriend nhi hai.

uncle kia nazrain mere chehre pe kuch dhond rahi thien. Shayad wo dekhna chahte thay k me such bol rahi hoon ya jhoot. Meri aankho me sachai dekh ker unki aankho me khushi jhalakne lagi.

Uncle:- Acha chalo theek hai.

us k bad uncle labor or thekeydar k sath busy ho gaey. Unko samjhanay lagay k hum washrooms ka jo saman laey ( bathtub, washbasin, commode etc) wo kahan kahan laganay hain. Hum sham ko farigh ho ker ghar k liye nikle. Tab uncle bolay.

Uncle:- Hira beta! Tumhare liye tumhari behen ne gift bheja lekin me kuch nhi laya. Aaaoo tumhain tumhari pasand ka gift le doon.

Me:- Nahi uncle iski zarorat nahi hai.

Uncle:- Agar tum ne gift nahi liya to me samjhoo ga k tum kal wali baat se abhi tak naraz ho.

Me:- Nahi uncle. Me naraz nahi hoon.

Uncle:- To phir chalo! Me tumhain gift dilaaoo ga.

Me:- (haar mante huay) acha chalain. Jaise apki marzi.

Uncle or mein market chale gaey. Wahan uncle ne mujhe kuch dresses le ker diye. Us k bad wo mujhe ek toy shop per le gaey jahan unho ne mujhe ek bara sa teddy bear le ker diya.


Jis per "FOR SOMEONE SPECIAL" likha hua thaa. Hum apni shopping se free huay to wahin pas k resturant me dinner kiya. Uncle ne Dad ko phone ker k bata diya tha k hum late ho jaein gay to wo dinner per hamara wait naa karain. Khana khanay k bad Uncle or mein ghar aa gaey.

 

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Us raat me bohot khush thi. Uncle mujhe importance de rahay thay. Unho ne ghar ki cheezain meri pasand ki li thien. Or meri pasand ki tareef b ki. Me khud ko uncle ki taraf barhne se nahi rok pa rahi thi. Q k her larki chahti hai k koi uski care karay. Uski baat manay. Uncle ab mere liye ek hero bante ja rahay thay. Me kabhi apne dil ko samjhati k wo baray hain. Mere dad k dost hain or meri behen k susar. Lekin phir b unki janib khinchi chali ja rahi thi. Uncle ab mere ideal bantay ja rahay thay.

Ab hamari routine banti ja rahi thi. Hafte me ek din shopping, baki dino me ghar k liye saman pasand kerna. Uncle sab cheezain meri marzi ki letay. Jaise me us ghar ki malkin hoon. Me her kamra apne andaz se set ker rahi thi.

Is doran Uncle kuch din k liye wapas england chalay gaey. Unka kuch saman kamre me hi rakha hua thaa. Un k janay k aglay din me kamre ki safai ker rahi thi to wahan mujhe kuch kaghaz mile, kuch diaries milien. Jab mene wo rakhna k liye unki almari kholi to wahan kuch paintings pari hui thien. Jin ko dekh ker mein chonk gai. Q k wo sab ki sab paintings Nangi larki ki thien. Or un ka chehra, unka chehra mujhse milta thaa.

Ye kaise ho sakta hai? Uncle meri nangi pictures banatay hain? Nahi! Ye nahi ho sakta. Mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha lekin ye haqeeqat thi.


Mujhe ek dum se gussa aa gyaa k Uncle mere baray me aisi soch rakhte hain? Meri aisi painting unho ne banai jis me mere adhay boobs or un k darmiyan ki lakeer saaf nazar aa rahi thi. Mene gussay me apne hath me rakhi diaries ko phenka to us me se kuch aisa gira jis ko dekh ker ek bar phir meri aankhain bari ho gaien.

Us diary me rakhi hui kuch pictures bahar ko gir gaein. Wo picture usi larki ki thi lekin us k sath ek mard tha. Wo koi or nahi Uncle thay.


Ye kab hua? Ye picture kab li gai? Ye saari batain mere zehen me ghoom rahi thien. Me kabhi uncle se is tarah to nahi mili. Uncle topless thay or mere jism per red color ka chota sa dress tha.

Wahan neeche kuch or pictures b giri hui thien. Mene pictures ko dekhna shuru kiya.


Ye ek ghar k backyard ki picture thi. Jahan me sirf kaali bra panty me pose ker rahi thi. Mere chehre pe aise expressions thay jaise mere saamne mere sapno ka raj kumar khara ho.


Jab k es picture me mein sir per sirf ek jali wala dupatta liye khari hui thi. Or mere hatho me safaid phoolo ka guldasta thaa jis ko mene apni choot k agay rakha huaa tha. Jab k mere aam khulay huay azaad hawa me saans le rahay thay.

Mera bedagh jism or baray baray boobs saamne wale ko apni taraf bula rahay thay k aaoo or hamain choos lo. Aisi hi bohot si tasweerain wahan pari hui thien. Lekin ye tasweerain mene kab banwaien? Or agar ye tasweerain mene nahi banwaien to phir ye kis ki hain?

Tab mere zehen me ek dhamaka hua! Kahin ye tasweerain! Ye tasweerain Uncle ki Biwi ki to nahi? Jis ki 5 saal pehle death ho chuki hai? Isi liye jab uncle pehli bar yahan meri behen ko pasand kerne aey to mujhe dekh k chonk gaey thay. Or bar bar mujhe dekh rahay thay. Or ab ghar banwatay wakt b wo mujhe zabardaati apne sath le gaey. Meri pasand k mutabik her cheez unho ne li. Kabhi inkar nahi kiya.! Us Q ka jawab ab mujhe samajh anay laga tha. Mene uncle ki diaries ko dekh liya tha. Ab mene faisla kiya k me in sab diaries ko parhoon gi. Dekhti hoon k mujhe kia raaz pata chalta hai.

Mene un photos ko tarteeb se almari me rakh diya or un paintings ko b dekh k wahin chor diya. Or diaries le ker apne room me aa gaei. Ye total 3 diaries thien. Jin ko mujhe parhna thaa. Or uncle k baray me janna tha. Uncle 15 din bad wapas anay wale thay. So mujhe wakt ki koi fikar nahi thi.

Mene pehli diary kholi or parhna shuru kiya.

 

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Uncle ki diary se... ( Aj se 30 saal pehle)

Mera naam Kamal hai. Aj meri shadi hai. Jaise k hamare mahol me aksar hota hai, mene apni biwi ko nahi dekha. Sirf mere ghar walo ne pasand kiya or mene haaan keh di. Naa janay anay wali zindagi me kia ho ga. Q k hum ek doosre k liye anjan hain, to kia hum ek doosre k sath khush reh sakain gay?

( Agla panna) shadi k 1 month bad
Aj me bohot khush hoon. Naheed (meri biwi) meri zindagi me baharain le ker aei hai. Mene kabhi socha nhi tha k meri biwi sex k mamlay me itni active ho gi. Wo mera her tarah se sath deti hai. Wo mere liye sexy lingerie pehen ker mujhe lubhati hai.



Mujhe bohot khushi hoti hai k meri biwi mere mann ki baat samajhti hai. Mujhe Aj b yaad hai jab mene pehli bar uski choot chatne ki koshish ki thi, to us ne mana kiya tha. Lekin ab


Ab wo apni choot bohot mazay se chatwati hai. Mujhe b uski chot ka zaiqa itna bhaa gya hai k her bar usko chodne se pehle uski choot ka amrit zaror peeta hoon.


Naheed khul ker chudai me mera sath deti hai. Or mere mizaj ko achi tarah samajh gai hai. Hum dono ek doosre se be inteha piyar kerne lagay hsin. Yakeen nhi hota k itni jaldi kisi se piyar b ho sakta hai. Lekin ye haqeeqat hai k hum dono do jism or ek jaan bun chukay hain.

shadi k 2 months bad (diary ka 3rd page)
Aj me bohot khush hoon. Meri paintings England k ek exibition k liye select ho gai hain. Mein pichle 3 saal se is k liye koshish ker raha thaa. Or ab mujhe ye kamyabi mili hai. Shayad iska sab se ziada credit meri Biwi ka hai. Q k us k anay se meri zindagi me sab acha ho raha hai. Mujhe lagta hai mera wajood mukamal ho gyaa. Ab me apni biwi ko le ker england jaaoo ga or phir wahin rehne k liye visa apply ker doon ga.

Shadi k 6months bad (diary ka 4th page)
Aj kafi din bad moka mila diary likhne ka. Q k me Pakistan se england aa gya or phir painting ki exibition me busy ho gya. Phir yahan rehne k liye application or saray documents ikatha kerte itna wakt beet gya. Ab mujhe england me rehne ki ijazat mili hai to me bohot khush hoon. Meri jan Naheed bohot samajhdar hai. Yahan aa ker me kam me itna busy ho gya k usko time hi nahi de paya. Lekin us ne mujhse koi shikayat nahi ki. Lekin Aj ki raat ham dono celebrate karain gay.

(Night celebration.)
Kal ki raat bohot haseen thi. Meri naheed meri jan abhi thak ker so rahi hai. Kal raat mene uski halat hi aisi ker di. Mene hamari khushi ko celebrate kerne k liye plan banaya tha. Hum dono dinner k liye bahar gaey. Jab khana khaa ker wapas aey to mene apni biwi ko apni bahoon me lena chaha. Lekin wo mujhse door ho gai.

Me:- Kia hua jan?

Naheed :- Janu thora sabar kijiye. Or fresh ho jaeiye. Hamari celebration abhi khatam nahi hui.

Me:- Matlab?

Naheed:- ( mere qareeb aa ker kan me seductive tareekay se) 15 minute bad room me aa jana. Sab pata chal jaey ga.

Me moo kholay usko dekhta raha jab k wo apni gand matkati hui kamre me chali gai. Mujhe andaza tha k naheed kuch alag karay gi. Uski yehi adaein mujhe uska deewana banati thien. Me 15 minute bad kamre me gyaa to samne ka nazara dekh ker ek dum heran reh gya. Meri jan naheed ek khoobsoorat lingerie pehne sheeshay k saamne khari hui thi.


Me uski khubsoorti dekh ker ek dum heran thaa. Naheed her roz alag tareekay se mere saamne ati. Or apne roop se mujhe heran ker deti. Me chalte huay naheed k pass gya. Us k chehre per haya ki laali aj b waise hi thi jaise pehle din wo dulhan k libas me thi.

Me:- bohot khubsoorat lag rahi ho jan.


Naheed:- Bohot shukriya jaan. Meri khubsoorti sirf or sirf Ap k dum se hai or sirf Ap k liye hai.

Me:- Aj to dil ker raha hai k tumhare husn k jaam ko poora ka poora pee loon.

Naheed:- To pi lijiye naa jan. Apko kis ne roka hai. Sirf or sirf Apka haq hai mujh per. Aiye or apna haq le lijiye.

Me or naheed ek doosre ko kiss kerne lagay. Ahista ahista Naheed ne ek mere kapre utar diye. Phir Naheed mere samne jhuk gai or mere underwear ko utarne lagi.


Underwear ko utartay hi meri lund naag ki tarah bahar nikal aya. Or Naheed ki aankho k saamne jhoolne laga. Naheed ne usko apne hatho me thaam liya. Or ahista ahista hilanay lagi.

Me:- Jaan! Moo me lo naa.

Naheed:- Hazir meri jan. Ap idhar bed k sath taik laga ker baith jaeiye or phir mera kamal dekhiye.

Me uski bat man ker bed k sath taik laga ker baith gya.



Naheed ne mera lund apne moo me bhar liya or usko choosne lagi. Jab k mere moo se aaaahhhh aaaahhhhh ki awazain nikal rahi thien. Mera lund itna mota or bara thaa k naheed ko choosne me problem hoti thi. Lekin phir b wo meri khushi k liye aadhay lund ko choosne lagi.

shuru me to naheed sirf mere lund ka topa hi choosti thi. Lekin shadi k in 6 mahino me usne ahista ahista mere aadhay lund ko nigalna shuru ker diya tha.

Ab mera dil ker raha thaa k jald se jald naheed ko chod doon.

Me:- Jan! Apne kapre utaro naa. Mujhe b tumhain piyar kerna hai.

Naheed:- Aj me to apne kapre nahi utaroon gi. Agar ap chahain to ap utar dijiye mere kapre.

Naheed ki baato ne aag per ghee ka kam kiya. Mene foran agay barh ker us k jism se sab kapre utar diye or uski pani chorti choot per moo rakh diya.



Meri zaban apni choot per mehsoos kerte hi naheed k moo se aaahhhh nikal gaei.

Naheed:- Aaahhh... meri jan. Chatiye meri choot ko. Khaa jaiye. Bohot stati hai ye mujhe. Is me apna lund daal ker iski aag ko thanda ker dijiye. Aaaahhhhh....

me naheed ki choot k sath sath uski gaand per b zaban chalata. Jis se us ka jism ek jhatka leta. Or us k moo se aaahhhh nikal jati.

Naheed:- Kia hua jan? Aj ap k iraday naik nahi lagtay.

Me:- Meri jan! Tumhari gand itni piyari hai k bar bar mujhe apni taraf khenchti hai.

Naheed:- (kuch sochte huay) to phir jan! Aj iska utghatan ker dijiye. Ghusa dijiye is me apna lund.

Me:- Kiaaa?

Naheed:- Haaan meri jan.



Ye keh ker naheed mere saamne jhuk gai. Uski gand or choot poori tarah se mere samne thi. Ye manzar aisa thaa k mujhe khud per bohot control kerna para. Warna me bina choday ho jhar jata.



Naheed ne apni taango ko khola or mujhse kaha.

Naheed:- Janu! Aeiye! Aj meri choot k sath sath meri gaand b hazir hai.

Me:- Nahi naheed! Tumhain bohot dard ho ga.

Naheed:- Meri jan! Chudai me dard to hota hi hai. Jab apne pehli bar meri choot me apna lund dala tha. Tab b to mujhe dard hua tha.

Me:- Lekin!

Naheed:- Lekin kuch nahi janu! Ap aiye or apna haq wasool kijiye. Me chahti hoon ap meri gand me apna lund daal dein. Mujhe dard to ho ga lekin ap fikar naa karain me bardasht ker loon gi.



phir mene naheed ki baat mantay huay apne lund or uski gaand per dher sara tail lagaya. Mene kuch der tak uski gand me apni ungliyo ko andar bahar kiya ta k uski gand naram ho jaey or meri bhayanak lund ko nigal sakay. Phir mene naheed k peeche aa ker uski gand me apna lund ghusana shuru kiya.

Mene uski gand k soorakh per apna lund rakha or halka sa dabao dala. Naheed ne apni gand ko dheela chor rakha tha. Jis ka asar ye hua k mere lund ka topa uski gand me utar me gya. Sath hi naheed ki moo se ek karah nikal gai.

Naheed:- Aaaaaaeeeeeeeeiiiii...

Me:- Janu! Dard ho raha hai naa. Me bahar nikalta hoon.

Naheed:- Nahi jan! Hilna nahi! Me bardasht ker rahi hoon. Mujhe apka lund apni gand me mehsoos kerna hai.

Thori der me naheed normal ho gai. Ab uski gand ka soorakh khul or band ho raha tha. Or mere lund k agle hissay ko daba raha tha. Aise lagta tha k jaise uski gand mere lund ko welcome ker rahi ho. Naheed ne apni kamar ko hilatay huay ahista ahista mere lund ko apne andar lena shuru ker diya. Me dhakkay nahi laga raha tha bal k apna lund dalne k liye apna dabao banata tha. Jis ka asar ye hota k jaise hi naheed ki gand khud ko relax kerti, mera lund thora or andar chala jata.

aakhir half hour ki koshish k bad mera aadhay se ziada lund uski gand me utar chuka tha. Mene apni kamar hilatay huay usko chodna shuru ker diya. Naheed b aaaaahhhh... ooooohhhh... ssssss... ki siskariya bhar rahi thi. Lekin in siskariyo me dard se ziada mazay ka asar thaa.



kuch der usko doggy style me chodne k bad mene usko apni lund per bitha diya. Naheed khud oper neeche ho ker apni gand marwanay lagi. Sath hi sath wo siskariya bharti or mujhe encourage kerti.

Naheed:- Aaahhh... aise hi chodiye meri gand ko jan. Aaaahhh... bht maza aa raha hai. Aaaaahhhh... Ooooohhhh.... mmmmm.... han janu. Apna haq wasool kijiye. Or zor se mariye meri gand.... aaaahhhh...



Kuch der chodne k bad mene phir se position change ker di. Is bar naheed ki choot or gand ka soorakh poori tarah khul ker mere samne aa chuka tha. Mere baray or motay lund ne uski gand ko poori tarah khol diya tha. Uski virgin gand ka soorakh ab poori tarah phel chuka tha. Naheed ab poori tarah gand ki chudai ko enjoy ker rahi thi.

Jab mere dhakko ki raftar tez hui to naheed ko pata chal gya k me farigh hone wala hoon.

Naheed:- aaahhh.. jaaan! Aa jaiye! Mere hamsafar! Meri zindagi k maalik. Mujhe apka maal peena hai. Ap mere moo me farigh hon please.

Ye sunn ker mere tezi se apna lund uski gand se bahar nikala or us k moo k samne hilanay laga. Phir me



Mere lund se itna maal nikla k uska poora moo bhar gya. Mere lund se jab saara maal nikal gya to naheed mera saara cum pee gai.

Phir hum dono bari bari ja ker farigh huay. Us k bad chudai ka ek or round chala. Is bar mene jee bhar ker uski choot ki sewa ki. Raat k kisi peher hamari ja ker aankh lagi. Hum dono ek doosre ko bahon me bhar ker so gaey.

 

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Naheed ki gand marne k bad hum sukoon se so gaey. Agle roz jab wo uthi to uski chal badal chuki thi. Wo thoray alag andaz se tango ko khol ker chal rahi thi. Mujhe us per bohot piyar aa raha tha. Is liye wo jab khana bananay lagi to us k sath chipak gya. Uski gardan per piyar kerte huay us k dono aamo ko dabanay laga.

Naheed:- Kia hua jan? Aj subha subha bht piyar aa raha hai.

Me:- Tum din ba din qayamat banti ja rahi ho jan. Is liye tum per piyar ata hai.

Naheed:- Chalain ab mujhe chorain. Or nashta bananay dein. Phir office jaein. Ye muhabbat raat k liye bacha k rakhain.

Me:- Jo hukam sarkar ka.

Me us ko chor ker dining table per aa ker baith gya or nashta ker k office chala gyaa. Yahan me bata doon k Mene apni painting k collection ka ek showroom bana rakha hai. Wahin mera office tha jahan me ja k doosre students ko tips deta tha k kaise painting kerni hai.

Wahan 3-4 ghante guzarne k bad me wapas ghar aa jata tha. Jahan me khud kuch naya paint kerta tha. Aise hi kuch din guzar gaey. Mere mann me kuch naya kerne ki chahat shiddat se barhne lagi. Ek raat jab Naheed ek bht khoobsurat nighty pehen ker mere saamne aei to mere zehen me ek dhamaka hua.

(Mere mind me) Q naa Naheed ko paint kiya jaey!

Mene pehle to apne zehen se is bat ko nikalna chaha lekin ye bat mere zehen me jam ker reh gaei. Bar bar ek hi khayal ata. Naheed ki nangi painting banaoon.

Isi kashmakash me ek month guzar gya. Or mere zehen me ye bat shiddat ikhtiar ker gai. Me din bhar khoya khoya rehta. Naheed ne b mujhse poocha lekin mene usko b nahi bataya k meri uljhan ki waja kia hai?
Aakhir mene thak ker Naheed se bat kerne ka faisla kiya...!