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"Maa! to phir kholo apne chootado ki daraar ko. main dekhta hoon, tumhari gaand ke chhed mein kya dikkat hai" aanandit swar mein apne ashleel kathan ko poora kar rishabh apne theek pichhe rakhi kursi par viraajmaan ho jaata hai, tat-pashchayat uski vaasnamayi ankhen foran uski maa ke lambe! syaah baalo se nichhe ki orr phisalne lagi. uski sunahli rangat ki peeth cabin ke prakaash mein behad chamakti prateet ho rahi thi aur chootado ke dono pat paraspar uske talwo par tike hone ke kaaran adhikaansh poorva se hi faile huwe the maano kisi gol matke ko lambvat aakaar mein kaat kar, dono bhaago ko is tarah mez ki sapaat satah par khada kar diya gaya ho jinke dwara hrast-pust chootado ke sarvadhik sundar aakaar ko pardarshit kiya ja sake. chootado ki daraar ki atyadhik gehraayi ke nateejan uske bheetar ugi gunghaarli jhaanton ki adhikta dekh rishabh baukhla sa jaata hai.
"Main! nahi nahi .. tujhe jo karna hai tu khud kar, mujh mein itna saamarthya nahi reshu" mamta ne haklaate huwe kaha. wah ab tak bagair hile-dule ekdum seedhi, tann kar mez par baithi thi.
"Tum bahut nautanki karti ho maa! agar main khud hi tumhare chootado ki daraar ko kholunga to tumhari gaand ke chhed ki jaanch kaun karega ? he he he he! main koi rakchhas to hoon nahi jo mere 4-4 haath hon" rishabh ne chatkaara liya, uski bedhangi si hansi mamta ke kaano mein ras ghol deti hai.
"Tu na! tu bahut zalim hai aur besharam bhi" mamta be jawaab mein kaha. uske kathan mein uski muskurahat vyapt thi, jise rishabh foran taad jaata hai.
"Zalim to nahi maa magar besharam zaroor hoon aur meri yeh besharmi aurato ko khaasi pasand bhi aati hai, jaise tum khud abhi chori-chhipe muskura rahi ho" rishabh punah use chhedte huwe bola. apni jis sankochi maa se pichhle kayi saalo tak usne naam maatra ka vaartaalabh nahi kiya tha, vartmaan mein kitni sugamtapoorvak kar raha tha aur sabse khaas ki uska har samvaad unke mariyaadit rishte par siwaaye kalank ke kuchh aur na tha.
"Dhat! main kyon muskuraaungi, main koi aam aurat thodi hoon .. main teri maa hoon reshu! teri sagi maa" kehte huwe mamta ke gaal surkh ho uthe, apni nangi awastha ke tehet apne putra ke samaksh baar-baar unke pavitra rishte ka ullekh karna use atyadhik sihran se bharta ja raha tha, ek ajeeb si chaah thi jo is waqt uske sampoorna badan ko jhulsati hi ja rahi thi.
"Yadi mujhe teri besharmi ka halka sa bhi bhaan hota to kab ki teri aqal thikaane laga chuki hoti" mamta ki muskuraahat zaari rahi, choot ka sakuchana gati pakad chuka tha.
"Mujhe bahut khushi hogi maa! main tumhe tumhare is rog se nijaat dila deta hoon aur badle mein tum meri besharmi ka khaatma kar dena, isliye ab der mat karo! tumhe ghar bhi jaana hai" rishabh ne apni aankhon ko apni maa ke chootado ki daraar ke shuruwaati muhaane par gadaate huwe kaha taaki jyon hi mamta apne nichle dhad ko oopar ki disha mein uthana aarambh kare, us adhbhut drashya ka lamha-lamha wah apni aankhon mein kaid kar paaye.
"Main teri besharmi ka khaatma kya karoongi bhala ? teri maa to tujhse bhi kahin adhik besharam ban chuki hai reshu" bolne ke upraant hi mamta ne apni palken moond li aur apne haatho ke dono panjon ko mez par tika leti hai, jis kaaran jahan uska oopari dhad halka sa neeche ko jhuk gaya wahin uske chootad poorva se kahin zyada ubhar jaate hain.
"Nahi! mujhse nahi hoga" wah sharam se bilbila uthi, maat'tratva ki kachotna ab bhi uske maarg ko baadhit kar rahi thi.
"Maa! tumse pehle jo aurat yahan aayi thi, uske saath uska pati bhi tha aur usi ne apni patni ke chootado ki daraar ko khola tha taaki mujhe uski patni ki gaand ke chhed ki jaanch karne mein dikkat ka saamna nahi karna pade. ab tum akeli ho aur papa yahan aa nahi sakte! tum hi bataao main kya karoon ?" jaane achanak se rishabh ko kya soojhta hai, apne neech kathan mein apne pita ki bhoomiya ko baandh kar wah apni kursi se uth kar khada ho jaata hai.
"Tumhe koi hal samajh aaye to mujhe bata dena, tab tak main paani pi leta hoon" usne khud ko chalaaymaan karte huwe kaha, uske kadmo ki chaap sun atyant turant mamta ki choot kulbula uthti hai. fridge theek uske chehre ke saamne sthapit tha aur ghutno ke bal baithi hone ki wajah se uski choot poori tarah se ujagar ho rahi thi. halaaki uske putra ne ab tak uski choot ki mahaj upkesha hi ki thi parantu kisi kaaranvash yadi wah uski taraf apni nazare ghuma leta to saraltapoorvak use apni maa ki choot ke drashan ho jaate. kuchh hi palo ke soch-vichaar ke upraant mamta ne apni band palkon ko punah khol diya aur teevrta ke saath apne ghutno ko vipreet disha ki orr phailaana aarambh kar deti hai. ek aisa vidhvanshak kaalpnik drashya uski aankhon ke saamne nratya karne laga tha jismein reema ki jagah wah swayam le chuki thi aur uska ashaay pati uske chootado ki daraar ko khole khada, rishabh ko uski sagi maa ewam apni patni ke guda-dwaar ka avlokan karne mein sahaayta pradaan kar raha tha.
"Pagal kahin ka! kuchh bhi bol deta hai. apni maa ko nahi baksh raha to kam se kam apne papa ko to baksh de" rishabh ke nazar aate hi mamta budbudaayi aur sahsa uski lachaar aankhen uske putra ki pant mein bane uske vishal lund ke tamboo par chipak kar reh jaati hain. laakh koshisho ke bawjood bhi uske moonh se dabi siskari chhut padi aur atyant kamukta se abhibhut wah nirlajj maa apni choot ki anant gahraayi mein gaadha kaamras umadta mehsoos karti hai.
"Tumhe yakeen ho ya na ho maa magar yadi haqeeqat mein papa yahan hote tab bhi main tumhara ilaaj karta" mamta ke kathan se kahin adhik uski sitakar dhwani par gaur kar rishabh foran uski orr palat'te huwe bola, uski aankhon ne jab apni maa ke chehre ki badalti aakriti ko dekha to kampte huwe khud b khud uska vikraal lund uski pant ke bheetar thumakna shuru kar deta hai.
"Nahi aisa kabhi nahi hota reshu! tere peshe se sambandhit yeh aam si baat ho sakti hai magar mere liye .. Uffff main kaise! sochna bhi kitna galat hai" mamta ne apne putra ke vikraal tamboo par lage uske swayam ke kaamras ke sookhe daag-dhabbo ko dhyanpoorvak parakhte huwe kaha aur kaamuttejna se vivash tatkaal apna daayan haath mez se utha kar bina kisi lajja ke apni ungliyon se vyagrtapoorvak apni choot ke riste muhaane ko ragadne lagti hai. uski neech iksha ki prabalta use itna adhik udvigna kar chali thi ki jiske tehet kshan maatra ko uske mashtishik se uske maa hone ki maryaadit padhwi ka bhi smaran maano mit chuka tha.
"Tum piyogi ?" fridge se bottle nikaal kar rishabh ne apni maa ke rakt-ranjit chehre ko ghoorte huwe puchha. mamta ka nirantar hilta huwa haath aur haath mein pehni huwi kaanch ki choodiyon ki atyant kaamuk khanak se parichit hone ke bawjood bhi wah apne chehre ke saamanya baahvon ko barkaraar rakhta hai.
"Un hoon" apne putra ke sawaal se mamta ki tandra toot gayi aur inkaar ki soorat mein usne apna sar hila diya. uski saari koshish dhari ki dhari reh jaati hai jab rishabh use dobaara chalta huwa jaan padta hai.
"Shayad ise jhaant rahit, chikni choot pasand hai warna sambhav nahi ki mard, aurat ki choot ko is tarah nazarandaaz kar de. meri choot koi aam choot thodi na hai magar phir bhi reshu iski upkesha kyon raha hai ?" mamta ne mann hi mann khud se prashn kiya, jiska uttar wah kaafi samay poorva se dhoondhne ko prayaasrat thi aur ab tak use koi santushtipoorvak uttar nahi mil paaya tha. wahin rishabh apne kathor saiyam ke liye khud ko dhanywaad diye ja raha tha, guda-dwaar ho ya choot! ant mein to sarwasva uski maa ki sundar kaaya par uska adhikaar ho jaana tay tha.
"Kaash ki maine yahan aane se pehle apni in kalmuhi jhaanton ko saaf kar liya hota" mamta ka ashleel afsos zaari raha aur apne pichhe rakhi kursi ke charmaraane ki dhwani kaano mein sunaayi padne ke upraant hi wah apne talwo par tike apne maansal chootado ko oopar ki disha mein uthana aarambh kar deti hai. is samay krodh naamak ehsaas ne uske mashtishk par poornaroop se apna kabza jamaaya huwa tha, jo uske nikrishth kaarya ko poora karne hetu use teevrta se uksa raha tha. aksamaat wah beete puraane us swarnim waqt ko yaad karti hai jab pehli baar usne rajesh ke samaksh apni kunwaari choot ko ujaagar kiya tha aur jise dekhte hi bechare ki ghighhi bandh gayi thi, wah kitna adheer ho utha tha maano deergha nidra mein pahunch gaya ho wahin iske theek vipreet uski wahi choot uske putra ko zara bhi lubha sakne mein poornaroop se nakaamyaab rahi thi.
"Samhal kar maa! mez chhoti hai, kahin gir mat jaana" apne mann mein paal rakhi tamanna ke sach hone ki shuruwaat hote hi rishabh ne use toka aur bade gaur se mamta ke chootado ko oopar uthte huwe dekhne lagta hai.
"Haan reshu! maine haatho se mez pakdi huwi hai" keh kar mamta apne sar ko tezi ke saath neeche ki disha mein jhukaane lagi, saath hi apne ghutno ke istemaal se tatkaal usne apne chootado ko hawa mein is kadar taana jiske nateejan khud b khud uski reed ki haddi dhanusakaar aakarti mein dhal jaati hai.
"Uffff" na chaahte huwe bhi rishabh sitkaar uthta hai, uske tatto mein achaanak se aaye ubaal ke aage pehli baar uska adig saiyam dum todta naraz aaya. apne putra ki siskaari sun kar mamta ki choot buri tarah paniya gayi, jiske prabhaav se baahar aati uske gadhe kaamras ki lislisi boond taar banaati huwi mez par tapak padti hai.
"R .. reshu! itna theek hai na ?" mamta ne haqlaate huwe puchha, apne putra ki neech maang ko sweekaar kar wah uske saamne godi ban chuki thi. ati-sheeghra usne apni gardan ko mod kar rishabh ke chehre ke vaastvik bhaavo ko padhna chaaha aur uske chehre ko dekhte hi us chanchal nangi maa ke sampoorna badan mein uttejna ki kapkapi leher daud jaati hai. usne pratyakshroop se dekha ki rishabh ki aankhen phat padi thi! putliyan pathra gayi thi! moonh hairatvash khula huwa tha! saanson ki gati ki teevtra uski aniyantrit hanpaayi se pradarshit ho rahi thi! shareer maano moorchhit awastha ko praapt kar chuka tha.
"Main! nahi nahi .. tujhe jo karna hai tu khud kar, mujh mein itna saamarthya nahi reshu" mamta ne haklaate huwe kaha. wah ab tak bagair hile-dule ekdum seedhi, tann kar mez par baithi thi.
"Tum bahut nautanki karti ho maa! agar main khud hi tumhare chootado ki daraar ko kholunga to tumhari gaand ke chhed ki jaanch kaun karega ? he he he he! main koi rakchhas to hoon nahi jo mere 4-4 haath hon" rishabh ne chatkaara liya, uski bedhangi si hansi mamta ke kaano mein ras ghol deti hai.
"Tu na! tu bahut zalim hai aur besharam bhi" mamta be jawaab mein kaha. uske kathan mein uski muskurahat vyapt thi, jise rishabh foran taad jaata hai.
"Zalim to nahi maa magar besharam zaroor hoon aur meri yeh besharmi aurato ko khaasi pasand bhi aati hai, jaise tum khud abhi chori-chhipe muskura rahi ho" rishabh punah use chhedte huwe bola. apni jis sankochi maa se pichhle kayi saalo tak usne naam maatra ka vaartaalabh nahi kiya tha, vartmaan mein kitni sugamtapoorvak kar raha tha aur sabse khaas ki uska har samvaad unke mariyaadit rishte par siwaaye kalank ke kuchh aur na tha.
"Dhat! main kyon muskuraaungi, main koi aam aurat thodi hoon .. main teri maa hoon reshu! teri sagi maa" kehte huwe mamta ke gaal surkh ho uthe, apni nangi awastha ke tehet apne putra ke samaksh baar-baar unke pavitra rishte ka ullekh karna use atyadhik sihran se bharta ja raha tha, ek ajeeb si chaah thi jo is waqt uske sampoorna badan ko jhulsati hi ja rahi thi.
"Yadi mujhe teri besharmi ka halka sa bhi bhaan hota to kab ki teri aqal thikaane laga chuki hoti" mamta ki muskuraahat zaari rahi, choot ka sakuchana gati pakad chuka tha.
"Mujhe bahut khushi hogi maa! main tumhe tumhare is rog se nijaat dila deta hoon aur badle mein tum meri besharmi ka khaatma kar dena, isliye ab der mat karo! tumhe ghar bhi jaana hai" rishabh ne apni aankhon ko apni maa ke chootado ki daraar ke shuruwaati muhaane par gadaate huwe kaha taaki jyon hi mamta apne nichle dhad ko oopar ki disha mein uthana aarambh kare, us adhbhut drashya ka lamha-lamha wah apni aankhon mein kaid kar paaye.
"Main teri besharmi ka khaatma kya karoongi bhala ? teri maa to tujhse bhi kahin adhik besharam ban chuki hai reshu" bolne ke upraant hi mamta ne apni palken moond li aur apne haatho ke dono panjon ko mez par tika leti hai, jis kaaran jahan uska oopari dhad halka sa neeche ko jhuk gaya wahin uske chootad poorva se kahin zyada ubhar jaate hain.
"Nahi! mujhse nahi hoga" wah sharam se bilbila uthi, maat'tratva ki kachotna ab bhi uske maarg ko baadhit kar rahi thi.
"Maa! tumse pehle jo aurat yahan aayi thi, uske saath uska pati bhi tha aur usi ne apni patni ke chootado ki daraar ko khola tha taaki mujhe uski patni ki gaand ke chhed ki jaanch karne mein dikkat ka saamna nahi karna pade. ab tum akeli ho aur papa yahan aa nahi sakte! tum hi bataao main kya karoon ?" jaane achanak se rishabh ko kya soojhta hai, apne neech kathan mein apne pita ki bhoomiya ko baandh kar wah apni kursi se uth kar khada ho jaata hai.
"Tumhe koi hal samajh aaye to mujhe bata dena, tab tak main paani pi leta hoon" usne khud ko chalaaymaan karte huwe kaha, uske kadmo ki chaap sun atyant turant mamta ki choot kulbula uthti hai. fridge theek uske chehre ke saamne sthapit tha aur ghutno ke bal baithi hone ki wajah se uski choot poori tarah se ujagar ho rahi thi. halaaki uske putra ne ab tak uski choot ki mahaj upkesha hi ki thi parantu kisi kaaranvash yadi wah uski taraf apni nazare ghuma leta to saraltapoorvak use apni maa ki choot ke drashan ho jaate. kuchh hi palo ke soch-vichaar ke upraant mamta ne apni band palkon ko punah khol diya aur teevrta ke saath apne ghutno ko vipreet disha ki orr phailaana aarambh kar deti hai. ek aisa vidhvanshak kaalpnik drashya uski aankhon ke saamne nratya karne laga tha jismein reema ki jagah wah swayam le chuki thi aur uska ashaay pati uske chootado ki daraar ko khole khada, rishabh ko uski sagi maa ewam apni patni ke guda-dwaar ka avlokan karne mein sahaayta pradaan kar raha tha.
"Pagal kahin ka! kuchh bhi bol deta hai. apni maa ko nahi baksh raha to kam se kam apne papa ko to baksh de" rishabh ke nazar aate hi mamta budbudaayi aur sahsa uski lachaar aankhen uske putra ki pant mein bane uske vishal lund ke tamboo par chipak kar reh jaati hain. laakh koshisho ke bawjood bhi uske moonh se dabi siskari chhut padi aur atyant kamukta se abhibhut wah nirlajj maa apni choot ki anant gahraayi mein gaadha kaamras umadta mehsoos karti hai.
"Tumhe yakeen ho ya na ho maa magar yadi haqeeqat mein papa yahan hote tab bhi main tumhara ilaaj karta" mamta ke kathan se kahin adhik uski sitakar dhwani par gaur kar rishabh foran uski orr palat'te huwe bola, uski aankhon ne jab apni maa ke chehre ki badalti aakriti ko dekha to kampte huwe khud b khud uska vikraal lund uski pant ke bheetar thumakna shuru kar deta hai.
"Nahi aisa kabhi nahi hota reshu! tere peshe se sambandhit yeh aam si baat ho sakti hai magar mere liye .. Uffff main kaise! sochna bhi kitna galat hai" mamta ne apne putra ke vikraal tamboo par lage uske swayam ke kaamras ke sookhe daag-dhabbo ko dhyanpoorvak parakhte huwe kaha aur kaamuttejna se vivash tatkaal apna daayan haath mez se utha kar bina kisi lajja ke apni ungliyon se vyagrtapoorvak apni choot ke riste muhaane ko ragadne lagti hai. uski neech iksha ki prabalta use itna adhik udvigna kar chali thi ki jiske tehet kshan maatra ko uske mashtishik se uske maa hone ki maryaadit padhwi ka bhi smaran maano mit chuka tha.
"Tum piyogi ?" fridge se bottle nikaal kar rishabh ne apni maa ke rakt-ranjit chehre ko ghoorte huwe puchha. mamta ka nirantar hilta huwa haath aur haath mein pehni huwi kaanch ki choodiyon ki atyant kaamuk khanak se parichit hone ke bawjood bhi wah apne chehre ke saamanya baahvon ko barkaraar rakhta hai.
"Un hoon" apne putra ke sawaal se mamta ki tandra toot gayi aur inkaar ki soorat mein usne apna sar hila diya. uski saari koshish dhari ki dhari reh jaati hai jab rishabh use dobaara chalta huwa jaan padta hai.
"Shayad ise jhaant rahit, chikni choot pasand hai warna sambhav nahi ki mard, aurat ki choot ko is tarah nazarandaaz kar de. meri choot koi aam choot thodi na hai magar phir bhi reshu iski upkesha kyon raha hai ?" mamta ne mann hi mann khud se prashn kiya, jiska uttar wah kaafi samay poorva se dhoondhne ko prayaasrat thi aur ab tak use koi santushtipoorvak uttar nahi mil paaya tha. wahin rishabh apne kathor saiyam ke liye khud ko dhanywaad diye ja raha tha, guda-dwaar ho ya choot! ant mein to sarwasva uski maa ki sundar kaaya par uska adhikaar ho jaana tay tha.
"Kaash ki maine yahan aane se pehle apni in kalmuhi jhaanton ko saaf kar liya hota" mamta ka ashleel afsos zaari raha aur apne pichhe rakhi kursi ke charmaraane ki dhwani kaano mein sunaayi padne ke upraant hi wah apne talwo par tike apne maansal chootado ko oopar ki disha mein uthana aarambh kar deti hai. is samay krodh naamak ehsaas ne uske mashtishk par poornaroop se apna kabza jamaaya huwa tha, jo uske nikrishth kaarya ko poora karne hetu use teevrta se uksa raha tha. aksamaat wah beete puraane us swarnim waqt ko yaad karti hai jab pehli baar usne rajesh ke samaksh apni kunwaari choot ko ujaagar kiya tha aur jise dekhte hi bechare ki ghighhi bandh gayi thi, wah kitna adheer ho utha tha maano deergha nidra mein pahunch gaya ho wahin iske theek vipreet uski wahi choot uske putra ko zara bhi lubha sakne mein poornaroop se nakaamyaab rahi thi.
"Samhal kar maa! mez chhoti hai, kahin gir mat jaana" apne mann mein paal rakhi tamanna ke sach hone ki shuruwaat hote hi rishabh ne use toka aur bade gaur se mamta ke chootado ko oopar uthte huwe dekhne lagta hai.
"Haan reshu! maine haatho se mez pakdi huwi hai" keh kar mamta apne sar ko tezi ke saath neeche ki disha mein jhukaane lagi, saath hi apne ghutno ke istemaal se tatkaal usne apne chootado ko hawa mein is kadar taana jiske nateejan khud b khud uski reed ki haddi dhanusakaar aakarti mein dhal jaati hai.
"Uffff" na chaahte huwe bhi rishabh sitkaar uthta hai, uske tatto mein achaanak se aaye ubaal ke aage pehli baar uska adig saiyam dum todta naraz aaya. apne putra ki siskaari sun kar mamta ki choot buri tarah paniya gayi, jiske prabhaav se baahar aati uske gadhe kaamras ki lislisi boond taar banaati huwi mez par tapak padti hai.
"R .. reshu! itna theek hai na ?" mamta ne haqlaate huwe puchha, apne putra ki neech maang ko sweekaar kar wah uske saamne godi ban chuki thi. ati-sheeghra usne apni gardan ko mod kar rishabh ke chehre ke vaastvik bhaavo ko padhna chaaha aur uske chehre ko dekhte hi us chanchal nangi maa ke sampoorna badan mein uttejna ki kapkapi leher daud jaati hai. usne pratyakshroop se dekha ki rishabh ki aankhen phat padi thi! putliyan pathra gayi thi! moonh hairatvash khula huwa tha! saanson ki gati ki teevtra uski aniyantrit hanpaayi se pradarshit ho rahi thi! shareer maano moorchhit awastha ko praapt kar chuka tha.