Previous Part : Ghar ki Gaand - 2
Me-“Beta udd mat, mujhe pata hai ki wo bhabhi nahi pooja thi.”
Bipin-“abe tujhe kaise pata chala”
Me-“wo tune hi to bataya tha ki bhabhi mayke gayi hai, aur maine dekha ki andar pooja hi thi, maine to choochiyan bhi dekhi”
Bipin-“Kaise be, upar to dikhta hi nahi hai” Me-“Wo sabun uthane jhuki thi, tab dekha maine. Usi waqt pooja ko shak hua ki koi hole se jhak raha hai”
Bipin-“Kisi se mat bolna bhai, tu sabko bol dena ki wo bhabhi hi thi”
Me-“Thik hai bol dunga, Lekin beta yaad rahe, agar kuch haath laga to aadha mujhe bhi chahiye”.
Bipin-“Sirf dekh rahe the be hath lagane ka koi irada bhi nahi hai, tune aisa kand kiya hai ki sayad ab dekhne bhi na mile, tu to janta hi hai ki pooja kitni dangerous hai. Aisa karna to dur, usko keh bhi nahi sakta.”
Me-“Koi nahi beta, agar tere kismat me teri bahan ki bur likhi hai to wo jarur chudegi tujhse. Stop these matters now, & mingle with others. We will lead this later.” Bipin-“Wah beta angrezi, kisi se bolna mat be?”
Me-“Kya ho raha hai bhai log, le lundua aa gaya.”
Sabhi hasne lage, aur hum log fir se maidan ki aur chal diye. Chodne ko na mili, par Pooja ki makhmal si bur ke darshan to hue. Bipin ki didi Pooja ki bur dekhne ke baad mera lund control se bahar ho rha tha. Kisi tarah se maine control me rakha hua tha. Sare dost apni apni baato me masgul hokar dhire dhire mere ghar ki or badh rahe the. Rohit mujhe ishare kar raha tha ki kya baat thi ki main akele upar gaya tha aur Ravi ko busy rakhne ko bola tha.
Maine ishare se bol diya ki baad me batata hu. Main bipin ke sath baatein karte hue jaa raha tha.
“Bipin, man le ki jab tu ghar gaya, aur Pooja ne tujhse pucha, ki tu kyu bathroom me jhank raha tha to kya bolega? Aur, man le jab tu ghar pahucha to pata chale ki Pooja ne teri maa se bol diya hai to kya karega? Tere to ‘L’ lag jayenge ghar pahuchte hi.”
“Chutiye chut dekhne ki liye risk to lena hi padhta hai, main itne dino se dekh raha tha didi ki chut, use kabhi shak nahi hua, tune aise kya dekh daala ki use shak ho gaya. mujhe nahi lagta ki didi kuch bolegi aise. Maan le ki Pooja didi ko shak ho bhi gaya ho to kya karegi. Main kuch dino tak nahi dekhunga. Bas fir sab kuch normal ho jayega.”
“Are yar, yahi to mauka hai, baat ko aage badhane ka, ye mauka hath se mat jaane de. Agar, kisi tarah baat ban gayi to, soch roz tu apni Pooja didi ki chut aur gaand dekhta hai. Agar kahi sach me Pooja ne haa keh diya to teri to lottery nikal jayegi. Ghar ki maal ghar me hi chudegi, aur tere ko bhi kahin bahar mehnat nahi karni padegi.
Aur ho sakta hai Pooja didi ke through tujhe teri bhabhi aur maa ko bhi chodne ka mauka mil jaye. Ya nahi to teri didi ki saheli ‘Pinki’ hi mil jaye.”
“Are yar, Pinki ka naam mat le, gajab ki chiz hai yar wo to, jab jab ghar aati hai, uske naam ki muth marni padhti hai, kasam se uski chuchiyan qayamat hai, Agar mil jaye to sara dudh nikal lun saali ka. Khud to randi gaand uchaal uchaal ke chalti hai, aur Pooja didi ko bhi bigadti jaa rahi hai. Pata nahi kal sham ko Pinki aur didi shopping ke liye gaye the, to Pinki ne didi ko ek jeans dilwa di hai.
Ghar wapis aakar jab didi ne jeans try kiya to bahut tight hai.”
“Kasam ! se Pooja didi ne jeans pehna, tune dekha tha kya, wo bhi tight wali, Tab to saare curves dikh rahe honge. Sach me soch kar hi maza aa raha hai. Teri pooja didi ki 36 ki gand ubhri hui jeans me sama bhi nahi payegi. Gajab ki makhmali chuttar hai yaar teri didi ke. Dil kar raha hai abhi jau aur leta kar ghop du pooja ki gand me khutta.”
“Ha! jab didi ne jeans pehan kar mujhe dikhaya to jeans ke upar se hi panty ki line dikh rahi thi. Kasam se yaar bahut tight thi, man kar raha tha pakad ke daba doon. Kaash didi ki chut marne mil jaye to maza aa jaye.”
“Dekh bhai, akele mat khana teri Pooja didi ko, itni katto maal akele pacha nahi payega beta, aisa jugaad banana ki mujhe bhi thoda sa chakhne ko mil jaye. Aakhir unki matakti gand ke hum bhi kayal hai. Mast hila hilaa ke chalti hai teri didi, saare dost teri didi ki naam ki muth marte hai. Agar mauka mile to teri didi ki bur aur gaand dono ki chatni bana ke rakh de ye log. Jab tu hota nahi to saare teri didi ke chuttar ki tarif me jute rehte hai. Ravi ne to teri didi ki gaand ki photo bhi rakhi hai mobile me, use dekh kar ki hilata hai wo.”
“Aisa kya, saalo ko chhodunga nahi, meri didi ki baare me sochte hai harami sala, aur ravi jise main apna sabse acha dost samjhta tha, uski nazar mere hi didi ki chuttaro par hai, meri didi sirf mujhse chudegi, main kisi aur se chudne nahi dunga apni pyari pooja didi ki chut aur mast gaand. ”
“Yaar wo baat to hai, par mujhe to dega na apni didi ki gaand.”
“Dekh bhai, pehle main ji bhar ke chodunga didi ko, agar didi gaand marwane ke liye ready ho gayi to didi ki gaand sabse pehle tujhe marne dunga ye waada raha mera, aage se main rasta kholunga to pichwada tu khol dena.”
“To rahi baat, tu ab jaldi se pooja didi ko pata ke thok daal, taki jaldi se unki rasbhari gaand main maar saku.“Lekin ek shart hai bhai !”
“Wo kya.”
“Badle me tu kya dega.”
“Sale tu pakda gaya pooja ko bathroom me jhakte hue, ab tu dealingbazi karega.”
“Abe nahi, main to bas aise hi try kar raha tha.”
“kya try kar raha tha be”
“Mujhe pooja didi ki gaand utni acchi lagi lagti. Mujhe mote mote bade chuttar ache lagte hai yaar”
“Thik hai tu mat lena teri didi ki gaand. Main to chod chod ke fad dunga teri didi ki matakti gaand.”
“Bhai aisa nahi hai ki mujhe gaand acchi nahi lagti, par pooja didi ki nahi, mujhe kisi aur ki gaand marne ki iccha hoti hai.”
“Saale kya inssan hai be tu! Kabhi tune Pooja ki gaand dekhi hai. Kya gajab lagti hai, na jyada badi na choti, naa had se jyada bhaari na bahut halke. Bilkul managed gaand hai teri didi ki. Model se kam nahi lagti teri didi ke chuttar.”
“Tujhe meri didi ki gaand model lagti hai to tujhe de to raha hoon. Par mere liye kisi aur ki gaand model hai”
“Kiski?? ‘Pinki’ ki kya??”
“Dekh ghuma fira kar baat to karni hai nahi. Mujhe thode bhaari bhaari gand acchi lagti hai. Ab main tujhe apni didi ki komal unchudi gaand marne dunga, to badle me bhi kisi ki gaand dilwayega kya tu??”
“haan bhai bilkul!! Tu jisko bolega uska try lunga!!”
“Mujhe teri maa ki gaand achi lagti hai yar. Jab teri maa bazaar jati hai to unki matakte chuttar kya kehar dhate hai, teri maa bhi kam nahi hai, jaan bujh kar gaand matka matka kar chalti hai. Aur mujhe dekh kar to kuch jyada hi matkane lagti hai.”
Maine kabhi apni maa ki gand ko itni dhyan se nahi dekha tha, jaise main Bipin ki didi Pooja ki gaand marna chahta tha, waise hi Bipin meri maa ki gaand ke piche pada tha. Lekin sawal ye tha ki naa Bipin ne Pooja didi ko pataya tha na maine Meri maa ko. Fir kaise??
Bipin ne apni didi Pooja ki gaand mujhse marwane ka waada kiya tha. Dono wapas apne apne ghar laut jate hai.
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