Kumar Apartment : Season 2 โ€“ Part 16 (Puraani Yaado Ke Kiran)

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PART 16: Puraani Yaado Ke Kiran
Narrated by Amit

Sham ko main Shradha ke ghar se nikal kar wapas apne uncle aunty ke ghar yani ke Swati ke ghar pahuncha. Ghanti bajayi to darwaza khula aur samne aunty khadi thi.

Aunty: Aa gaye beta, kal se gayab the. Mujhe to chinta hone lagi thi.
Main: Sorry aunty woh mujhe job ke chakkar mein apne dost ke yaha rahna pada. Maine Swati ko bataya tha.

Aunty mujhe andar jane deti hui boli: Haan woh batayi. Par uski baate to woh hi jaane kuch bhi seedhe tareeke se jawab deti nahi.
Main andar living mein jakar baitha.

Aunty: Kuch khaye the?
Main: Haan aunty khaya tha.
Aunty bhi mere samne aakar baithi aur baat karne lagi.

Aunty: beta apna number tum mere bhi phone mein save karke de do. Chinta lagi rahti hai. Shahar mein naye hona tum.
Main: Haan theek hai aunty de dunga.
Aunty: Chai piyoge?

Main: Agar aap bana rahe ho to piyunga.
Aunty uthi aur kitchen ko jaane lagi to maine poocha: Swati nahi hai kya?
Aunty: Haina, madam sahiba apne room mein virajmaan hogi apne kaan mein mike lagakar.

Main mann mein hasne laga ki aunty ka matlab hai ki Swati kaan mein earphone lagakar phone pe hogi. Tabhi Swati ka door open hua aur ye nikli meri cousin behan.

Swati: Aa gaye sir.
Main hasta hua bola: Thoda late ho gaya.

Swati mere peeche se kitchen ko jati hui mere baalo ko khich gayi. Mano use koi gussa ho mann mein. Main sochne laga shayad ho bhi. Bechari kalse mere liye uncle aunty se jhoot bol rahi hai. Thodi der baad Swati ek glass mein garm pani peeti hui mere bagal akar baithi.

Woh boli: Yo kaisa raha dosto ke sath?
Uske baat mein sawal se zyada taana lag raha tha.
Main: Kuch khaas nahi mere purane school ke dost the.
Swati dono hatho se glass pakde pani pee rahi thi mano choti bachi ho.

Main: Ye garam pani kyu pee rahi ho?
Swati: Gale mein dard hai thoda.
Ye sun kitchen se aunty boli: kal raat ko thoos thoos ke ice cream kha rahi thi. Tabhi samjhaya tha use. Ab bhukto. Meri sunti kaha hai.

Kal se maa beti ki kit kit nahi suni thi ab jakar suna to ghar jaisa mahol firse lagne laga.
Swati: Aur batao?
Main: Poocho.

Swati: Kya naam hai friend ka?
Main: Sa… Sahil naam hai.
Swati: Hmmm… kya karta hai woh?

Itne mein aunty ek cup chai lakar mujhe di aur boli: Dekh beta tumhara koi acha dost ho jiski job ho aur achcha ladka ho to isse pakad ke saop de use. Kambakt se peecha chhute.

Swati apni glass ko zor se table par rakh uthi aur apne room ko gusse mein chali gayi aur door ko zor se band kar di. Dhadaam!
Aunty: Haan haan tod sab to tere papa ka hai, tod poora ghar tod.
Andar se Swati bhi chillati hui boli: Haan thodungi sab mere papa ka hai.

Aur uske room mein kuch tootne ki awaaz aayi. Main chup raha ye soch ki akhir hua kya. Kuch to hua hai jab main yaha nahi tha jiske karan in dono mein kuch jhagda hua. Par kya?
Main: Isko kya hua aunty?

Aunty: Jane do beta, kuch khaas nahi.
Main: Ok agar aapko batana ho to bataye. Hua to main use samjhata hoon.
Aunty: Kya samjhaoge tum? Uske na samajhne ki umar khatm ho chuki hai. Ab woh badi hai, use bhi apni samajh honi chahiye.

Main sochne laga kuch to daal mein kala hai jo aunty mujhe nahi bata rahi. Aisi kya baat hogi. Tabhi aunty baat badalti hui boli: Acha beta dost se mile to job ka kuch hua?
Main: Haan, hua thoda bohut jaan pahchaan hua.

Aunty: Chalo achi baat hai. Tum achi jagah job pakadlo to tumhari maa ko khushi mile. Iss jaisi nalayak santaan hui to mat pooch.

Aunty ka ishara Swati par tha. Aunty ne apni chai khatm ki aur uth kar boli: Chalo beta main raat ke liye kuch bana deti hoon.
Main: Itni jaldi?
Aunty: haan aaj mishra ji ke yaha satsang chaalu ho rahi hai. Waha zara jaungi.

Itna kahti hui woh mere chai ka bhi cup li aur kitchen ko chali gayi. Unke jaate hi main apne room ko gaya andar se lock kiya aur seedha balcony ka darwaaza kholkar dusri taraf chalang mar kar seedhe Swati ke kamre ke balcony mein ja pahuncha.

Balcony khula hua tha, aur dekha to Swati paet ke bal takiye mein muh dabayi leti hui thi. Use mere aane ka pata nahi chala tha. Main dheere se uske room ghusa aur uski paaw par ungli halke se pherte hue gudgudi maar di. Woh ek jhatke ke sath darti hui uthi.

Mujhe dekh muh phulati hui takiya lekar mujh par pheki aur dheemi awaaz mein boli: Idiot! Dara diye mujhe. Chor!
Main hasta hua bola: Chor? Maine kya chori ki?
Swati: To aur kaon aata hai aise?

Main uske takiye ko bagal mein rakh bola: Kya hua? Itna gussa kyu kar rahi ho?
Ham dono hi dheeme awaaz mein baat kar rahe the taki bahar aunty ko pata na chale ki main Swati ke kamre mein hoon.
Swati: Kuch nahi.

Main: Aise to nahi thi jab akhiri baar tumhe dekha tha. Poori khushi khushi ghar se uchalti hui gayi thi kal subah.
Swati: Hmmm woh kal thi.
Main: To aaj kya ho gaya?

Swati: Boli na kuch nahi.
Main dubara poochne nahi gaya. Thodi der hum dono hi chup rahe. Fir usne chuppi thodi aur boli: To batao kya kya kiye kal se ab tak.
Main: Kuch khaas nahi.

Swati mujhe chidaati hui boli: Lagta hai tum kuch chupa rahe ho Amit bhaiya!
Main: Tum mujhe bhaiya mat bulaya karona yaar.
Swati: Kyu?

Main: Ab dekho hum to bhai bahan jaise hai nahi to fir akele to naam bol sakte haina.
Swati: Nahi mujhe to bhaiya bolne mein hi maza aata hai. Bahan chodh bhaiya ha ha ha!

Uske muh se ye sun mujhe bura bhi laga aur kuch roop se mazedaar bhi.
Main: Tum kaonsi sudhri hui ho bhai chodhni.
Swati: Bhai chodhni? Ha ha ha! Ye kya hota hai?
Main: Jaise bahan chodh waise bhai chodhni.

Swati: Kuch bhi bas khud hi banalo.
Main: Waise maine to abhi kuch kiya nahi tumhare sath jo tum mujhe bahan chodh bulao aise.
Swati: Achha, woh zaruri to nahi bas niyat dekh ke bhi bula sakti hoon.

Main: Waise chalo main chalta hoon.
Swati: Kaha?
Main: Mere room.
Swati: Kyu?

Main: Kuch poocha to tum batati nahi ho. To bat karne ke liye to kuch hai nahi.
Swati: Kya pooche?
Main: Yahi ki kya hua jo aunty itne gusse mein hai tumse.
Swati: Offo tum usi pe atke hue ho?

Main: Haan, bataoge nahi to chala main.
Swati: To jao!

Dhat yaar mujhe laga woh maan jayegi aur bata degi par meri daal gali nahi. Is beech mein bed par apne haat peeche tika kar baitha tha. Aur baat karne ke beech mere haat anjane mein uske takiye ke neeche chali gayi. Aur pata nahi kuch ajeeb sa rubber jaise dabte cheez ko pakda.

Bina kuch soche samjhe use bahar nikal kar dekhne ki icha se mere haat ne use bahar kheech laya. To ekha to woh kareeb 7 se 9 inch lamba kale rang ka dildo tha. Main use dekha aur fir Swati ko. Tab jakar Swati mere taraf dekhi aur ek hi baar mein mere haat se use jhapat kar cheen li.

Main dheere se haste hue bola: Ye… ye kya hai?
Swati: Offo, tameez nahi hai kya? Ladki ke kamre mein aao to apne haat apne paas rakho.
Main: Tameez, to ye hai jiske karan tum hamesha room mein band rahti ho.

Swati: Shut up aisa kuch nahi hai.
Main: Par thoda zyada bada nahi ho gaya?
Swati Muskurane lagi meri baat sunkar aur boli: Bada ya chota tumhe kya?
Main: Hmmm… matlab tumhe bada pasand hai.

Swati: Haan ha ha ha!
Main: Oho! To matlab ab tum virgin nahi ho.
Swati apne haat mein dildo pakad kar hilati hui boli: Waise bhi iske aane se pahle bhi nahi thi.

Main: Hmmm… kaon tha?
Swati: Tumhe kyu bataun!
Main: Offo, batao to.
Swati: Hai koi!

Main: Acha to abhi bhi hai.
Swati: Nahi matlab… tha koi.
Main: Pakdi gayi teri jhoot. Mujhse kya chupana bataona kon hai.
Swati: Abhi nahi baad mein kabhi.

Main: College friend?
Swati: Nahi.
Main: School friend?
Swati: Naaaah!

Main: Hmmm… is apartment mein koi?
Swati: Hmmm…haan.
Main: Hmmm… mujhse chota hai ya bada?
Swati: Bada hai, aur bas ab aage aur kuch nahi bataungi.

Main: Acha ek akhiri sawal.
Swati: Kya?
Main: Agar issi apartment mein hai to roz milti ho kya usse?
Swati: Haan.

Main: To kal subah itni uchalti hui usi ke paas gayi thi, hmmm.
Waise to mere mann mein thodi jalan ho rahi thi ki sala kaon harami Swati ko chodhta hai. Par uske samne hasi ka mukhaota pehan baat kar raha tha.
Swati: Nahi nahi kal usse milne sab nahi gayi thi.

Main: To kya aunty ko bhi pata chal gaya uske bare mein jis karan woh itni gusse mein hai tumse.
Swati: Nahi yaar woh khamakha.

Main: Hmmm… theek hai batana hai to kabhi bhi apna dost samajhke bata dena. Khamakha main pooch kar pareshaan nahi karunga.
Swati: Hmmm good bhaiya.
Main: Offo firse bhaiya, acha chalo ye batao iska karte kya ho tum?

Main ye uske hath mein pakde dildo ko dekh bola.
Swati: Aur kya karungi, wahi jo isse karte hai.
Main: ha ha ha! Kaha ghusati ho?
Swati mujhe dekh shrarti hasi ke saat boli: Jaha mann kiya.

Ye sunn main sochne laga jaha mann kiya matlab isne uss dildo se sirf apni choot mein to nahi daali hogi.
Main: Kaha kaha mann karta hai tumhara?

Swati: Woh to mood pe depend karta hai. Achcha choro aap mujhe apni fantasy batao kuch.
Main: Fantasy?
Swati: Haan fantasy.

Meri English itni achi nahi ki fantasy kya hai main samjhu to poocha: Woh kya hota hai?
Swati: Oho! Sex fantasy idiot.
Main: Sex samjha par fantasy matlab kya woh poocha.

Swati: Fantasy matlab, ab kaise samjhaun. Matlab kuch aisa jo aap karna chahte ho sex mein.
Main apna matha khujlate hue bola: Yaar kya pooch rahi ho theek se nahi samjha ab bhi.

Swati: Ok chalo main batati hoon apni ek, tab tumhe shayad samajh aaye.
Main: Theek hai batao.
Swati: Sex in open beach.
Main: Matlab tum khule samundar ke beach mein sex karna chahti ho?

Swati: Haan woh meri ek fantasy hai. waisa kuch?
Main: Ha ha ha! Ajeeb fantasy hai teri.
Swati: Kyu? Kya ajeeb hai?

Main: Sab ye band kamre mein karte hai aur tumhe khule beach mein karne ki icha hai.
Swati: Sabke alag alag mann hote hai, ok ok ab apni batao.
Main ek minute sochne ke baad bola: Mere school mein ek ladki thi. Kiran naam ki. Mujhe woh kafi pasand thi.
Swati: Ehh! To?

Main: To! To kya?
Swati: Isme fantasy kya hai?
Main: Pata nahi, par tumne fantasy poocha to bata diya bas.
Swati: Duffer. Sex fantasy poochi. Ok rahne do waise batao ye Kiran kaon thi?

Main: Ha ha ha! Ab tum uski poonch mat pakdo. Mujhe khud nahi pata ki woh ab kidhar hai.
Swati: Hmmm… crush ya girlfriend thi?
Main: Are yaar tum ye English ke itne khatarnaak shabd na bolo.

Swati: Ok, crush matlab jise tum pasand karte the aur girlfriend to jante hi ho.
Main: Oh achcha, haan crush thi, par girlfriend nahi.
Swati: Dekhne mein kaisi thi? Mere jaisi thi ya mujhse zyada khoobsurat.
Main: Nahi nahi woh tumhare jitni gori nahi thi, bas pasand thi mujhe.

Swati: Hmmm… kabhi bataye usko ki aap usko pasand karte hai?
Main: Nahi nahi… kabhi nahi.
Swati: Kyu?
Main: Naah…. dar lagta tha.

Swati: Boldete na darne ki kya baat thi.
Main: Nahi nahi, woh mujhse junior thi. Main to kabhi usse baat tak nahi kiya.
Swati: Oh god, sachme. Ha ha ha! Tumto bade phattu ho.

Main: Dekho aaj zamaane mein to phone WhatsApp sab hai. Lekin us waqt woh sab nahi tha. Jo bhi ho muh par bolna padta tha. Tum kya jaano yaar. Halat kharab ho jati thi.
Swati: Ok ok to usme kya achi lagti thi aapko?

Main tab apne poorane school ke time ko yaad karne laga. Ye to aap log bhi jante hai ki school ke waqt ki us ek ladki jiske liye hamara dil dhadakta tha, use jab bhi yaad karo to chehre pe ek halki muskaan aa hi jaati hai.

Use yaad karte hue main bola: Uski smile kafi pyaari thi. Short boy cut hair, aur school uniform mein woh kafi pyari lagti thi.
Swati: Kya tha aploka school uniform?
Main: Same shirt aur pant.

Swati: offo aapki nahi, ladko ka to wahi hota hai, uski poochi, aapke school ki girls uniform.
Main: Class 10 tak shirt aur skirt. 11 aur 12 salwaar suit.
Swati: Oho! To uski chunnari mein phas gayi aapki aankhe, ha ha ha!

Main: Are nahi, woh 8th tak hi hamare school mein thi fir pata nahi. Uske shayad papa ka transfer ho gaya aur fir mujhe pata nahi.
Swati: Class 8! To kya aap usko usse pahle se hi…

Main muskurata hua bola: Haan shayad tab woh class 5 mein thi jab main use pahli baar dekha tha. Ek ajeeb sa sukoon milta tha use dekh ke, tab pata nahi tha ki woh pyar tha ya kya.

Swati apne haat mein pakde dildo ko neeche rakh di aur meri baat ko sunne lagi. Mano use bhi mere choti si lovestory sunne mein acha lag raha ho.
Swati: Hmmm… tab aap kiss class mein the?
Main: Tab main 10th mein tha.

Swati: Ha ha ha! Choti bachi ke sath lovestory.
Main: Jab main first year mein tha tab bhi use dekhne ke liye apne school ke paas jaya karta tha. Par us sal ke baad woh mujhe kabhi nahi dikhi. Baad mein pata chala ki woh hamare shahar se kahi aur chali gayi.

Jab maine ye kaha to mere ankho mein ek halki si nami aa gayi thi. Kahawat hai ki mard ko dard nahi hota. Par kuch yaade zindgi ki aysi hoti hai jinke samne hamari mardangi bhi toot jaati hai. Ye Swati ne bhi dekhi aur boli: Are aap udaas ho gaye kya?

Main: Nahi, main koi udaas nahi hoon, pagal ho kya.
Swati: Ha ha ha! Saaf dikh raha hai. Ok chalo aap mujhe uska poora naam batao.
Main: Poora pata nahi mujhe, Kiran, utna hi pata hai mujhe. Par kyu?

Swati: Are bhaiya! Aap tension mat lo. Aaj ke zamane mein kisi ko khojna utna mushkil nahi.
Woh turant apni phone uthayi aur kuch karne lagi. Thodi der baad boli: Dekhte hai. Naam Kiran, apne shahar ka aur school ka naam batao.

Mien: Oho tum kar kya rahi ho!
Swati: Bataona jo poochi.

Main fir use apne shahar aur school ka naam bata kar diya. Kuch 2 minute aise hi apne kaam mein lagi rahi phone pe, uske baad boli: Hmmm dekhte hai aapki pyar ki Kiran milti hai ya nahi.

Main: Kya kiya tumne woh to batao?
Swati: Bas aise hi apne social media ke dosto ko message daali. Woh shayad dhoond nikale use. Fir to apko mujhe kuch bada gift dena padega.

Main: Ha ha ha! Woh sab hone wala nahi, mujhe khud nahi pata woh kaha kidhar hai tumhare dosto ko kaise.
Swati: Bas bas woh sab mujhe nahi pata dekhte hai.
Main: Chalo ab tum mujhe ye batao ki kya hua jo aunty gusse mein hai.

Swati: Offo firse wahi pahunch gaye?
Main: Haan maine dekho ye batayi tumhe jo main kisi ko nahi batata to ab tumhe bhi batana hoga.

Swati zor ki saans chorti hui mujhe dekhi aur boli: Ok. Maine mom ke thode paise chura liye.
Main: Ha ha ha! Kitne?
Swati: Ek 25000.

Main chaokta hua poocha: Kya? 25000? Par kyu.
Swati: Mujhe zarurat thi bas.
Main: Yaar 25000 mein mera 4 mahina kat jayega. Tum chura li?
Swati: Are bhaiya, 25000 is shahar mein utni badi nahi, jaldi nikal jaate hai.

Main: Kya ki tum uska?
Swati: Woh tumhe janne ki zarurat nahi. Bas chura li.
Main: Chalo acha hua mere paas paise nahi warna chor mere paise bhi chura leti ha ha ha!

Swati mere kandhe ko marti hui boli: Main chindi logo ke paise nahi churati huh! Acha chalo ab aap aur batao apni fantasy.
Main: Oho teri is phantacy mein to mere poorani yaade nikal aayi ab aur nahi.
Swati: Phantacy nahi fantasy ha ha ha!

Main: Mere to kuch hai nahi aise.
Swati: Porn dekhte ho?
Main: Porn nahi nahi, woh sab nahi.
Swati: Ha ha ha! English nahi aati par porn ka matlab jante ho!

Main: Are yaar woh to sabko pata hai aajkal, par main nahi dehhta woh sab.
Swati: Ho hi nahi sakta.
Main: Are main hanuman bhakt hoon, woh sab mere liye bilkul galat hai.

Ye bolte waqt main kal se aaj sham tak Shradha ke ghar hui kaarnamo ko soch hanuman ji se mann hi mann maafi mangne laga.

Swati: Oho, bade aaye hanuman bhakt, kal subah dekha tha isi kamre main aapki bhakti ha ha ha!
Woh kal subah ki baat kar rahi thi jab main aise hi iske kamre mein tha. Woh to aaplogo ne pada hi hoga.

Main: Woh to bas tumhare karan hua. Waise tum dekhti ho kya?
Swati: Kya porn? Haan bohut baar dekhi hoon.
Mere andar ek halki current daudi ye dekh ki woh kitne khule aam mujhse ye baat boli.

Main: Hmmmโ€ฆ

Main bas hmmm bola, aage bolna chahta tha ki woh kitni bigad gayi hai. Par fir Shradha aur Payal mere ankho mein aa gayi aur main socha ki main ab kaonsa doodh mein dhula hoon. Do shadi shuda aurato ke sath sex, sirf sex nahi unki gand ko bhi chodha.

Main kya se kya ho gaya in 2 dino mein is shahar mein akar. Ye soch hi raha tha ki tabhi aunty ki awaaz aayi.
Aunty: Amit!

Main anjaane mein apna muh khol kar haan bolne gaya to Swati mere muh ko dabadi aur boli: Bewakoof firse tum wahi karne ja rahe ho. Ye mera room hai, apne room jakar chilaao. Idiot!

Main fir jhat se bhaga aur apne kamre ko nikal gaya aunty ko jawab dene ke liye.

To be continued.

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