Sara Zamana, Meri Jawani Ka Deewana – Part 3
Meri Chudai
This story is part of the Sara Zamana, Meri Jawani Ka Deewana series Hi, main Asha aur apke liye apne kahani ka dusra bhaag yahan lekar aayi hun. Main raste me khade khade taxi/cab ka wait kar rahi thi. Tabhi mere pichhe se ek car mere paas aya. Us car ko ek middle aged ami chala raha tha aur wo akela tha. Maine use dekhkar socha: ‘lo ab ek aur buddha mujhe chodna chahta hai. Randi banake rakh denge ye log mujhe.’ Wo buddha mujhe apne paas bulaya aur kaha ki tumhe lift chahiye? Main ab tak ek taxi ya auto ka wait kar to rahi thi par ek bhi nahi mil raha tha. Mujhe dar bhi laga wo kya karega agar uske car me agyi to. Wo samajh gaya mujhe dekhkar ki mere dimag me kya chal raha hai. Usne kaha: “Are don’t worry. Main yahan ka nahi hun. Apni beti se milne aya hun. Tumhe bhi drop kar dunga. Bahut saman hain tumhare. Kab tak inhe liye khadi rahogi?” Main apni shopping wale saman dekhi aur uski baat sach lagi. Maine kaha : “Ok main chalungi.” Main pichhe seat me apne saare samaan rakh kar samne driver ke bagal wali seat me baith gayi. Gaadi ke andar hum dono ke saamne ek khuli packet me ek sandwich aur sauce tha jise aadha khaya ja chuka tha. Wo hil raha tha. Maine seatbelt lagayi. Wo seatbelt mere cleavage me fas gaya jisse mere chhoti si crop top me mere bade bade gore chuche ubhar aaye the jaise balloon phul gaya ho. Wo buddha bhi dekha mere boobs ki halat. Main aise baith gayi jaise sab normal ho. Usne gaadi chala start kiya aur chalane laga aur main use direction dete gayi. Main nahi chahti thi ki wo mera address jaane. Hum dono baate karte gaye. Ek dusre ka naam puchha. Uska naam Ravi tha. 50+ tha. Idhar udhar ki baate kar rahe the. Raaste me kain spead breakers (bumps) aaye. Kabhi kabhi wo slow kar leta tha par kabhi kabhi wo dekh nahi paa raha tha. Lekin jab bhi wo bump na dekh pane ke wajah se uspe gaadi chalata tha to mere boobs uchhal jaate the. Jab usne notice kiya to wo bump par jaan bujhkar bina slow kiye chalane laga. Wo mere boobs ki uchhal dekh kar bahut khush ho raha tha. Uski khushi uske pant pe bane tambu (tent) par saaf dikh rahi thi. Aise hi bump par chalate chalate uska sandwich aur sauce gir kar mere nange pairon par gir gayi. Maine hot pants pehna tha jisse sirf meri gaand dhaki thi. Aur uske niche se meri gori gori taangein ek dam nangi thi. Un par wo sandwich ka masala aur sauce gir gaya. Main seatbelt ke wajah se uth nahi payi achanak. To wo admi Ravi gaadi slow karke golf compartment se kuch tissue paper nikale aur ek hath se meri right taang par unhe rakh diya aur pochne laga. Wo meri taraf dekh raha tha bich bich me. Main use smile kar di. Phir mujhe shararat sujhi aur maine apni left taang par lagi sauce aur masale ko apni ek ungli se collect kiya aur chaatne lagi. Phir main Ravi ki taraf dekhi to wo mujhe hi dekh raha tha. Main thoda natkhat andaz me has di, to usne bhi smile kiya. Main an do ungliyon se sauce uthakar chaatne lagi. Usne meri harkat dekh kar gaadi ko ek sannate wale road me chalane laga dhire dhire. Aur wo tissue paper hatakar khud apne ungliyon se sauce aur masala utha kar chaatne laga. Wo chakh kar bola: “yummmm, wah kya swaad hai. Tumhara flavour mil gaya hai is sandwich me. Ab kya swaad hai isme waah.” Hum dono uski baat pe hasne lage. Phir main apni right hand se pura sauce aur masala hath me liya aur use chatane lagi. Main boli : “Agar mujhme flavour hai to mere hath se hi kha lo.” Wo mere frankness ko dekhkar impress aur excited hua. Usne pura hath chaat kar saaf kar diya. Maine use ek sannate wale raste ka direction bataya. Wo wahin le gaya. Aur gaadi band kar di usne. Phir wo bola: “Direct plate se hi kahan behtar hoga.” Aisa kehkar usne apni seatbelt khol di, utha aur jhukkar meri taangon se masala aur sauce chaatne laga. Main bhi excited ho gayi. Udhar mere chut bhi gili ho gayi. Maano complimentary malayi bhi chakhani ho. Usne meri taange chaat kar saaf aur gili kar diye. Use meri chut ke gilapan ka ehsas nahi tha. Usne meri taraf dekhkar kaha: “Breakfast karne ka ye tarika best hai. Bahut swaad hota hai.” Main boli: “Aapko nahi lagta ki plate ki bhi specialty hai. Ki jis thali me khaya uske wajah se itna swaad aya breakfast me?” To wo has ke bola: “Main wahi kehna chah raha tha. Tum bahut special ho. Mujhe tumhara ye frank andaaz bahut pasand aya.” Main boli: “Thank you. Isi andaaz ke wajah se bhi boring se boring din me bhi kabhi maza mil jata hai. Jaise aaj mila. Bahut enjoy ki main.” Ravi: “Tum to sirf plate nahi lag rahi. Khud ek swadist pakwan lag rahi ho. Muh me paani aa raha hai. Tumhe chakhne ka man kar raha hai.” Main: “Har pakwan ki bhi kimat hoti hai. Ye to starter tha.” Ravi: “Kya keemat abhi? Tum mere sath ek sannate wale raste me ho. Main to kuchh bhi kar sakta hun.” Main: “haan. Par aap ek sarif insan lagte hain jise sirf meri jawani ne bigaad rakha hai.” Ravi: Baate achi karti ho. Sach kaha tumne. Aage bolo.” Main: “Aap kitne dino ke liye yahan ho?” Ravi: “Kal shaam ko yahan se chala jaunga.” Main: “Perfect. To aap mujhe apna number dijiye. Hum aaj shaam ya kal milenge to mujhe shopping aur dinner kara dena. Phir apko full access mil jayega.” Ravi ne meri baat suni aur car me pichhe pade mere samaan ko dekha. Wo phir meri taraf dekha aur muskuraya. Ravi: “Achha to kal bhi tum kisike sath date par gayi thi kya?” Main: “Wo important nahi hai. Bas aap bataiye aapko manzur hai ya nahi?” Ravi thoda socha. Phir bola: “Thik hai. Par abhi mujhe bhukh lagi hai is pakwan ki.” Main muskurayi. Meri smile dekh kar wo bhi muskuraya. Main apna seatbelt khol di. Phir khud seat par kutiya ban gayi aur uske pant ki zip khol kar, uske underwear ko niche side karke uska lund bahar nikali. Uska lund kareeb 6 inch ka tha. Main khush hui. Main uske lund ko pura chaat har jagah se. Wo mera sar pakadkar, aankhein mud kar maze lene laga aur awaz nikalne laga.