Meri Bhanji, Shalaka

Ek din meri ek cousin ka phone aya.

“Rakesh tum kahan ho?” usne puccha.

“Ghar par hoon,” maine jawab diya.

“Busy to nahin ho?” usne puccha.

“Nahin. Kyon, kya baat hai?” maine puccha.

“Please, kya tum mere ghar chale jaoge? Hum sab ek shadi mein ja rahe hai aur der se lautenge. Shalaka ghar par akeli hai,” cousin ne kaha.

“Theek hai, main abhi chala jata hoon,” maine jawaab diya.

Shalaka meri cousin ki 21 saal ki beti hai. Woh log mere ghar ke paas hi rahte hai. Main tayyar hua aur uth kar unke ghar pahonch gaya. Darwaaza kholte hi, Shalaka chaunk uthi, “Hi Mama! Achha hua aap a gaye. Main akeli bore ho rahi thi.”

“Tumhari mummy ne phone kar ke mujhe yahan aane ko kaha tha,” maine jawab diya.

Shalaka badi chulbuli aur befikr ladki thi. Poori tarah se jawan ho chuki Shalaka, college mein padh rahi thi.

“Shalaka, tum kyon nahi gayi?” maine puccha.

“Mama, mujhe padhai bhi karni thi aur kal subah college bhi jana hai. Wahan se lautne mein 2-3 to baj hi jaate,” Shalaka ne jawab diya.

Hum dono bedroom mein chale gaye aur bed par let kar TV dekhne lage. Main us se uski padhai aur college ke bare mein baat karne laga. Thodi der mein Shalaka kitchen mein ja kar chai banane chali gayi. Mujhe peshab lag raha tha. Main toilet chala gaya peshab karne.

Main toilet se aa kar phir bed par let gaya aur Shalaka chai bhi bana kar le aayi.

Chai peete-peete, ekdum se Shalaka boli, “Arey Mama, apni zip to bundh kar lijiye. Khuli hui hai.”

Shayad main peshab karne ke baad zip bundh karna bhul gaya tha. Main ne jaldi se zip bundh ki lekin woh phir khul gayi. Maine 2-3 baar bundh ki lekin woh bundh hi nahi hui. Baar-baar khul jaati. Zip kharaab ho gayi thi.

“Kya hua mama, zip kharab ho gayi kya?” Shalaka ne puccha.

“Haan. Bundh nahi ho rahi. Koi baat nahi. Main abhi ghar ja kar pant badal kar aata hoon,” maine jawab diya.

“Arre mama, main abhi theek kiye deti hoon. Ek din meri zip bhi kharaab ho gayi thi, maine 2 minutes mein khud hi theek kar li thi.” Ye keh kar Shalaka kood kar mere samne chaukdi maar kar baith gayi.

“Shalaka, tum pareshan na ho, main abhi badal kar aata hoon,” maine samjhaya.

“Mama, aap tension kyon lete hai. Abhi tension door kar deti hoon.” Ye keh kar main kuchh samjhaon isse pahle hi Shalaka ne ek haath se jhapat kar meri zip pakad li. Aur doosra haath pant ke andar daal kar, zip ko upar neeche karne lagi.

Aakhir mard hoon aur Shalaka aur meri age mein sirf 5-6 saal ka hi difference hai. Jaise hi Shalaka ne haath pant ke andar daala, uska haath mere lund se chhune laga. Bus, lund ne angdayi le li.

“Are kya kar rahi ho Shalaka?” maine daant kar usse apne ko chhudane ki koshish ki.

“Mama! Seedhe baithe rahiye,” Shalaka ne hukm diya. Aur pant kas ke pakadte hue apna haath mere lund par daba diya jisse ki main chhuda na paaon. Itna kaafi tha. Mera lund tantana gaya.

“Mama, yeh to phoolta hi ja raha hai! Sari jagah to isne le li. Ab main haath kahan daaloon?” Shalaka ne lund par rakhte hue kaha.

“Arrey main keh to raha hoon ki main pant badal kar aa jaaonga,” maine phir samjhaya.

“Mama, aap bade ziddi hai. Bus baithe rahiye chup-chap,” ye keh kar Shalaka ne mere lund ko khiska kar jagah banane ki koshish ki.

“Are mama, ye to jaise lagta hai patthar ka bana hai. Tas se mas nahi ho raha,” Shalaka ne mera lund dabate hue kaha.

“Ek minute!” Maine kaha aur apne lund ko pant mein hi side mein khiska diya. Aisa karne mein mera lund underwear se nikal kar side mein aa gaya. Lekin ab mere lund ab pant mein khul kar phail gaya aur us ke poora size aur shape dikayi dene laga.

Shalaka ne apna haath mere lund par pant ke upar se hi pherte hue kaha, “Mama, yeh to bahot bada hai!”

Main badi kashmakash mein tha kyonki jo ho raha tha woh sahi nahi tha lekin main majboor tha.

“Yeh zip yahan se thhoda khul gayi hai. Ise zara sa dabana padega,” Shalaka ne kaha aur use haath se dabane ki koshish karne lagi. Aur jab haath se kaam nahi chala to usne apna moonh jhuka kar daanton se dabane lagi. Ab yeh kuchh zyada hi ho gaya.

Ek to us ke honth mere lund ke itne kareeb, aur phir us ke gaalon ka mere lund par dabav. Mera lund yeh sahan nahi kar paya aur bilbila kar satt se bahar nikal aaya. Aur bahar nikalte hi mere lund ne Shalaka ke honthon par ek chapat lagayi.

Pahle to Shalaka baokhla gayi. Lekin kuchh hi second mein sambhal bhi gayi. Mere lund ko apne dono haathon mein le kar hairat se boli, “Wow! Mama, ye kitna bada aur mota hai!”

Mera lund apne poore shabaab par tha. Steel ki tarah sakht, khoon se nasein bhar gayi thheen aur ekdum laal ho raha tha. Khoon ki garmi se ekdum garam ho gaya aur khaal poori khinchney ki wajah se ekdum sheeshe ki tarah chamakne laga.

Aakhir 7 inch ka lund, woh bhi poore shabaab par, Shalaka ki hairat bewajah nahi thi.

“Mama, yeh cute kitna hai!” Ye keh kar Shalaka apna moonh jhuka kar pyaar se choom ne lagi.

“Mama, main ne kai baar sadak par mardon ko peshab karte hue dekha hai. Lekin jise bhi dekha, woh latka hua, murjhilla sa aur chhota sa hi hota hai. Mujhe hamesha bada ganda lagta tha aur ghin aati thi. Lekin itna bada, itna tantanaya hua aur cute penis main ne aaj pahli baar dekha.”

Shalaka ne pyar se mere lund par haath phertey hue kaha.

“Shalaka, normally, sab ka lund waisa hi hota hai. Mera lund bhi waisa hi hai. Lekin jab yeh khada hota hai to aisa ho jata hai. Jin logon ko tum ne dekha hai, khada ho kar un ka lund bhi bada aur tantana jata hai,” maine jawaab diya.

Shalaka baat karti rahi aur mera lund pyaar se sahlati rahi. Itne mein TV par us ka favourite serial shuru ho gaya aur woh serial dekhne mein vyast ho gayi. Bed mein peecche pillow laga kar hum dono satt kar baith gaye aur serial dekhne lage.

Maine apna ek haath uske peecche se le jakar uska baazu pakad kar use apne se sata liya. Shalaka TV dekhe ja rahi thi aur mera lund sahlalye ja rahi thi. Scene ki hisaab se uski speed kum aur zyada hoti gayi. Jab woh excited hoti to zor zor se mera lund sahlane lagti.

Main dheere se apna haath uske baazu ke andar se daal kar uske boobs side se sahlane laga. Thodi der baad, maine Shalaka ki T-shirt ki sleeve mein se apna haath andar daal diya aur uske nipples sahlane laga. Shalaka duniya se bekhabar, apna serial dekhti rahi aur mera lund sahlati rahi.

Lekin ab main poori tarah se climax par pahonchne wala tha. Ekdum se mere jism thartharane laga aur mere lund ne ek favvara bahot upar tak phenk diya. Shalaka ghabra gayi.

“Mama! Ye kya hua? Kya aap ne peshab kar diya? Lekin yeh kaisa safed-safed aur gaadha peshab hai?” Shalaka ne ghabra kar puccha.

“Nahi Shalaka. Yeh peshab nahi hai. Yeh sperms hai. Tum jo sahla rahi thi, is ka anjaam yehi hota hai,” maine jawaab diya.

Shalaka ne uth kar bedsheet change ki aur maine apna lund saaf kiya.

“Mama, aap ka lund to sach mein waise hi latak gaya aur chhota bhi ho gaya.” Shalaka ne hairat se kaha.

Hum phir se bed par baith kar TV dekhne lage. Lekin mujhe dar tha ki kahin Shalaka yeh sab kisi se bata na de. Badi beizzati ho jaayegi aur baat bhi kharaab hogi. Main Shalaka ke nipples pahle ki tarah phir sahlane laga. Lekin ab woh thora kulbulane lagi. Use maza aa raha tha.

Maine dheere se apna haath Shalaka ki choot par rakh diya. Woh kuchh nahi boli. Main use dheere-dheere sahlane laga. Ab woh ‘sss sss’ karne lagi. Ab woh TV chhod kar meri taraf concentrate karne lagi.

“Mama. Bada maza aa raha hai. Please zor-zor se kariye.”

Main Shalaka ke lower mein hath daal kar suki chhot tak pahonch gaya, apna haath uski choot mein daal kar jaldi jaldi sahlane laga. Thodi hi der main woh tadapne lagi aur phir uski cheekhein nikalne lagin. Jhatke le le kar woh shaant ho gayi.

“Aaah! Mama, kitna maza aaya. Aisa maine pahle kabhi bhi nahi mahsoos kiya.”

Maine is se zyada koi had paar na karne ka faisla kiya.