Mere Muhabbat Mere Bahan 5

(main jhake pe jhatke ….detahuwaaaaa farig hone lagaaaaaa…)
(mere purahaa jism kaamp rahaa tha main apne lund ko unke coot per maar rhaha thaaa main
tariban 10 second tak apni dhaat undhelta rhahaa …)
(dhir dhire main nidhaal padtaraha…mere haatoun ki pakad didi ke kamar per dhili padne lagiii main ne aankhe moond li .
.phir didi ne mere hountou ko choomte huwe mere gaaloun ko apni zubaan se chaate huwe mere kaanou me kahaa)
Armin:hmmm ab mere ghadhe ka ilaaj huwaa…ha ha ha ha (wo jhat se mere uper se uthi our isse pehle ke
main apne housh our hawaas me aata didi kamre se bhaag gahyi kehte huwe..)
Armin:mere ghadhe apne ghadhe se kehna I love him…..our haan usse acchi tara saaf kerlena….
….h ah ah ahahhahhhhh….
(unki hasssi unki kahi baat mere nashe se ubhar te jahen ko choo ker mere dimaag me gunjh
 utti main ne jhat se aankhe kholi …mere dhadkane our tezzi se badne lagi main jhat se utker
 baith gaya …meri nazar jhat se mere underware per jadgayi …mere lund abhi bhi halke jhatke
leraha tha..meri puri underwaer chip chip hogayi thi mein ne apne haat apne ser per maar ke
khud se puchaa….)
(what the fuck just happened yaarr,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,ye kya huwa …batoun batoun main ched ched
main main ne apni didi ke saat ..ya meri didi ne mere saat …shit shit ….main abhi kud ko kos hi  rahha tha ki ….)
(door ….khula main ek dam chounk gaya our dar ker bed sheet khinch ke apne underwaer chupaa ke door ki taraf paltaa…per wo)
(didi hi thi main unse nazar bhi mila nahi paaraha tha..)
Armin: shiss…k…(didi ne mujeh nazrain niche kerta dekh ishara kiya…)
Armin : ashisssskkk…?
(main is baar unse nazar milaayi..)
Armin: hmmmm sharma raha hai hummm…ha ha ha ..its ok brother ..its was a part birthday gifttt..ghadhaaa…ha ha ha ha jhaldi ready hoke aaja niche ..10 bajrahe hai..mom bhi puchrhi thi…(main sisrf unkhe dekhta raha our sirf ser hila ke haan kaha..)
(Phir did ne door bheddiya main abhi door se nazar hata hi raha tha ki didi ne phir jhaank ke kaha)
Armin: happy birtyesterday…ha ha ha…
(main ne darwaaze ko band hota dekhraha tha ..slow motion main mere dimaag me najane kya huraha tha main 5-7 minute younhi door per nighayain gadaye baitha raha phir mere phone ki achanak ring baji..)
Tring…..tring……gunnnnn gunnnnn..(main ne dekha wo phunsi tha…"phunsi " feroz khan mera ek accha dost jo humare ghar ke bagalwale bangle main rehta tha…)
Me: hello..!...
Phunsi: hello bro…hot! Hai yaarrrr…..(main uske muh se hot lafz sunke ek dam chounk gaya…)
Me:hot..! haan ..kyaaa..?
Phunsi: abe chutiye batayega nai to pata nahi chale ga kya….kab laya …kaisi hai haann..
Me:yaar..! subha subha sata nahi ..kya puchraha hai saaf saaf bol main pehle hi tension main hun…?
Phunsi: yaar issi dekh ker hi bguda jawaan hojaye ga tu to barbu jawaan hai …tension main hona laazmi hai …papa ne di kya birtday pe..haan ..?
(ohhh yeh shayed car ki baat ker rhaha tha..)
Me: ohh haan yaa wo main wo haan car daddy ne birthday per ladi …main aata hun bahar ..ruk main …ok…
Phunsi: abe hello ..heloooo…tiint tinnttt..(main ne phone kaat diyaa..per main phir sonch me padgaya jaisse wo baat kerraha tha .."hot " hot sunker mere nazroun ke saamne didi ka jism aaya tha jab wo braa pahen rahi thi …jab main ne braa ka hook sidha kerraha tha tab wo towel main baal sukhati huwi ..jab main ne braa unhe wapas dithi tab didi ne mere saam ne apne towel nikaal ke uffffffffffffffffffffff"hot hot hot"
      Jab phunsi ne kaha ke "isse dekh ker bhude bhi jawaan ho jaaye …main to bhir gabru jawan hunn.. mere nazroun me wo waqt jab main main didi ko apne jism per apni choot ko malrhitiiii…uffuuuuuu main ye sonch raha tha ki mujeh apna lund phirse khadaa hota mehsoos huwaa..
  Uswaqt mere lund main halki se dard ke laher bhi dhoud rahi thi….main ne sheet hata ke apne underwaer ko niche kiya apne lund ko dekha laaalll laaaal tope per saaf saaf dikh raha tha jaisse ke wo saans le rha ho main ne gour se dekha to pehli baar mujeh pataa chala ke mere lund ke glob per lakhirain nazar aayi..uffff ..main ne haatko apne lund per rakhaa our dhire dhire sehlayaa …mere aankhe band huwi our didi ka khil khilata chera mere aankhoun main aaya…
Dhire dhire unke adayen ..our unka mujeh teas ker unka pehli baar mere lund ko dekh ker muskurana …didi ka mujeh ghadha kehker mere lund ki taraf dekh na ..unka bathroom me bulana braa ko haat mai lena sungna …datoun main pakadna …unka towel main mere saamne chalna …unki kamar braa ke hook lagana ..unka mere lund per baithna …halke halke mere lund per phisalna ….apni choot ko mere tane huwe lund per adjust kerna…mere hounnnnnnttttttttttttooooooooooooooko chooooooooona….ahhh ahahhhh aaahhhh..main phir se fariiiiiiiiig hone wala tha…..phir achana mere nazroun me wo aayaa…jissii ka haqikat se koi wasta nhai tha…uffffffffffffffffffffff…….main farigggggggggg hone lagaaa….main ne aankhe kholi …dekha mere lund se pichkaari nikal rahi thi …main ne phir ankhain band ki per jo abhi main ne dekha tha..wo nahi tha…ufffffffffffffffffff……main ne abhi kya dekha….aahhahh ahahhhh..main pure takhat se jhatke lene lagaaaaaaaa…….)
Me: uhhhhhh diiiiii main ….min…….aaahhhhhhhh diiiiiiii
(is baar bhi main 10 ya 12 second farig hota rahaa…itna dhaat nikala mera haat puraaa chip chip hogyaaa…..)
(tabhi mujh yaad aaya ki door under se latched nahi hai ..main jhat se uttha our bhaag ker door ko under se lock kiyaa…)
(mera naseeeb jaisse hi main ne door ko band kiya latch kiya tabhi mujhe kisi ke mere room ke khareeb aane ki aahat sunayi dii…)
(isse pehle ke main kuch samaj tah kisi ne door nock kiya…)
Me: dee ab kya huwa…
(bahar se awaaz aayi….bhayyaaa main hun…)
Asmee:bhayya main hun…door kiyoun lok kiya…?
Me: oh khula hito hai..(main bhaag ke towel li our kamar per lapete huwe kaha…)
Asmee: offff hoooo nahi khulraha dekho(wo door ko dhakka maarti huwi boli..)
Me: arreee yaar ye door bhina….(main ne unlatch ker ke door ko kholaa )
Asmee: doud ke under aayi our apni almari se apne kuch books leke wappas niklte huwe mere taraf dekha ..)
(main chounk gaya our khud ko ek baar inspecgt kiya kahin kuch dikto nahi raha)
Me: kyaa…!
Asmee: bhayyaa tum abhi ready nahi huwe…?
Me: haan to…!
Asmee; nahi bas kafi dair huwi to….(yeh kehti huwe wo koch sonchte huwe bahar chaligayi…)
Me: kyaa…?
(usne palat ke ek smil di our kuch nhai ka ishara kiya our door bhed diya..)
(main ne thandi aah bhari our towel nikaal phanki our batroom me ghuassa ek baar our shower liya our jaisse hi batroom ka door kholne laga to rukha..)
Me: diiii…?
Me: asmee…?
Me: koi hai…?
(phir kisi ki awaan nahi aayi to main nangha hi bahar aaya pehle door lock kiya our underwaer rack main se ek our imported wunerwaer li phhen li our ek accha sa dress nikaal ke phenliya jo kuch ek hafte pehle hi liya tha..)
(phir thoda sa apne aap ko normal ker ke room ko apni bed ko thoda sa saaf kerke niche aaya )
(niche daddy our asmi the sirf …)
Me:hi..! dad…
Dad: hmmm kiyoun bhai aaj kya chutti hai…?
Me:kiyoun aaj to Monday hai dad…?
Dad:haan wahi to…Monday hai phir itna late utta ..?
Me:nahi uthaa to subha hi wo aaj haan chutti bhi hai our …dad….
Dad: hmmm nahi bhai kuch nahi ..
(main ne baat ko taalte huwe …)
Me: mom….!
Asme: mom our dee bahar gayi hai..main deti hun kya chahiye..?
Me: bahar gayi kahaan?
Dad: wo kuch kaam hai armin ka to …gayi hai ..baith nashta kerle ..asmee dede isse nashta..
Me: chotti kuch dede bhook lagi hai…
Asmee:bhayya kuch to bana nahi hai aaj bread jam butter inse hi kaam chalalo…hahaha..
Dad:haa bhai hum bhi to wahi chala rahe hai…
(main ne kaiyi dino baad bread jam se nashta kiya warna apna gujrati food mast hai…)
(for a change hum ne naashta kiya our idhar udhar ki baatain ki..phir daddy ki all aayi our wo hum se vida le ke nikal gaye..)
Asmee: bhayya koi tension hai..?
Me:tension …! Nahi to ..(main chounk ke bola…)
Asmee: phir aap ko jitna khush hona tha utna khush nahi lagrahe ho…
Me: kya bolrahi hai tu…
Asmee: nahi to kya..pehle to dad mom ka sar kitna khate te aap ..car…car…! bolke ab jab mili to na uski koi baat na hi koi khushi..?
Me: arrreee haan yaar ..caaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrr …(mujhe bhi jaisse yaad aaya ki khushi to banti hai …sala main jo didi our mere bich jo huwa uske wajeh se bhool hi gaya tha ki badi minnatoun our khuwahishoun se car mili hai as the best birthday gift….ye sonchte huwe mere chere per khushi thi ke achanak mere jahan ne kuch our sounch ke mere chere se rung udaadiya.." car ..! is car the best ever birthday gift really..!" "car hi best birthday gift thi ya wo jo didi our mere bich huwa"..ya wo jaisse ke didi ne kaha tha ki..jo huwa " part gift "…main phir sonch me padgaya ..mujeh istaraha khoya huwa dekh asmee ne aawaaz di….)
Asmee: bhayyyaaaa!....kya huwa zarooor koi baat hai ..bolo na kis sonch main dube ho aap…?
Me: arre kuch nahi bas youn hi …(main ne baat ko talne ke liye kahaa)
Me: bas ussi ke hi bare main sonchraha tha…car ke bare main..
Asmee: lagta nahi ke aap car ke bare main sonchrahe the ..kahin aap "kassshhhhiifaa ke haaannnnnn "
(uske zubaan se kashifaa ke baare main sun ke bhi mere chere ke tassuraat shayed hi badle ..pehle jab bhi wo mujeh kashifa ka naam leke chidaati main khushi le laal hohi jaata lekin isbaar shayed usse bhi andaza howa..)
Asmee: nahi aap kashifaaa ke baare main nahi sonch rahe the..?
Me: chotttiiiii lagta mom se tere mobile our chatting  wali baat batani padegi…rukzaraaa….
Asmee: bhayyaaa this is blackmailing main ne to kuch aissa waissa kaha hi nahi…main ne to sirf aap ko khoya khoya dekh ker bola…
Me: hmmmm ruk abhi aane de mom ko our didddddddd(main didi ka naaam lete huwe thodaa hichkich aayaa..)
Asmee: acchaa bata do phir main bhi aapke saare khacche chittte us kashifa ke bare main batati hun aane do mom ko..
Me:dekh te hain waisse kya mom ko nahi pata mere baare main  haaan …?
Asmee: pata hai nahi pataa to bas aapka us din hamare tution classes main aana our bahane se mujhe our kashifaa ko iccecream parlor le jaana …ye bhi to batana hai mom ko nahi…?
Asmee: haan wo to main bhool hi gayi wo gift mere bahen usse bhi ….?
Me: aye aye…ruk tujeh kaisse pataa challaaa..(main table se utker usse kaaan se pakerne daoudaa…)
(asmee jhat se kitchen main bhagi our main usse chess kerta kitchen main bhagaa ..)
Asmee: ek …ek ….min bhaiyaaa (badi masoomi se wo bachti huwi boli)
Me: bolo tujeh kisne kaha..haan?
Asmee: bhayyaa she is my best of best friends…mujhe nahi to wo apne pappa se kahe gi sher ali kaan saahab se…haan?
Me: ufff ye kashifaa lete waqt to badi khamosh thi ..our tujeh bata diya..
Asmee: aapne bhi to usse jhoot kaha tha ki wo dress aapne mere liye layi thi our usse acchi lagi isliye usse derahe ho mujhe dusri doge haan kab di aapne waisse dress haan bolo…?
Me: hmm ..thik hai thik hai …per tu mom se bole gi...hmmm?
Asmee: nahi bolungi agar kuch …kuch…?
Me: acchaaa asmee ki bacchiii mujhe black mail hmmmm…?
(main our doud ke uss pakad liya our wo mujhe se durr bhagne lagi…)
Asmee: nahi nhai kuch nahi bas ek bas ek pizzza to mangwalo …
Me: hmmm chal bahar hi chalte hai ..car main apni car main…
Asmee: sach…chaloo…(usne khusi se palat ke kahaa our ik dam se ruk ker kaha)
Asmee: off nahi bahyya main to bhool hi gayi aap ko batana ke mom didi ne mujhe our aap ko ghar per unka wait kerne ko kaha tha ..kahin jana hai kehrahi thi..
Me: to wo dono gayi kahaan..?
Asmee: shayed didi ke collage admission ki baat kerne gayi hai…haan ..
Me: arre wo to daddy bhi to mere collage deen se baat ker sakte the na..
(main ne phir dad ko call ki…)
Me:hello dad…!
Dad:hmm bolo betaa…
Me: dad mom our didi kaha gayin hai…?
Dad: arre wo to kahin uski armeen ke kisi friend ke yaha gayin hai shayed…kiyoun sab thik to hai na..?(wo thora sa pareshaan hoke puchne lage..)
Me: arre nahi dad sab thik hai bas asmee kehrahi thi ke wo didi ke admission ke bare main kahin gayi hai …
Dad: nahi nahi wo to main ne tere collage main baat kerli hai bas wahi kisi purani class mate se milne gayi hai …thik hai chal thori trafic hai aage main office pahonch ke baat kerta hun…
Me: ok dad take care…
Me: hmm kaha na main ne ke dad ke dost se baat kerke addmission hojaye ga…
Asmee: phir mom to shayed yeh kehrahi thi ke dee ke collage ka kuch kaam hai..
Me: arre wo nahi kya didi ki classmate wo bilkul ladke jaissi dikti thi na …wo..
Asmee: haan haan..wo humerah didi haan ..
Me: haan ussi ke paas gayi hogi wo bhi to mere hi collage main hai our didi ke trade ki hi hai…
Asmee: hmm accha hai aap badi khabar rakh te ho meri classmates ki didi ki classmate ki….
Me: hmmm…kya…!
Me: tere classmate ki baat our hai..
Asmee: haan bhai pata hai pataa hai…
Me; zyaada knowlade na bada apni nahi to ded shani banjaye gi…
Asmee: haan haan jaisse ke aap ho ..ha ha h ah aha..(yeh keh ker wo bhaag gayi..
Me: oye teriiii …ruk ..
(main ne sirf ussse daraa ne ke liye uke piche bhagne ki start li..)
(wo kahin apne kaam me chali gayi our main baith ke apna phone dekhraha tha ke …yaad aaya ki phunsi se kaha tha ki main bahar aaunga..to soncha ke chalo car ke show off ka waqt hai…)
Me: asmee kya bolo mom our didi ne ki kab tak aayin gi..?
(asmee ki awaaz aayi ..)
Asmee: arre baba phone kerlo our pochlo mujhe bataya nahi unhone…ke kab aayen gi sirf wait kerne ko kaha tha..
Me:hmm(phir main ne mom ke cell pe ring ki..)
Mom: ji beta..
Me: mom aap kahan ho ..
Mom:baitha hum humeraha ke yahaan hai..
Me:humera …koun…?(main ne anjaan bante huwe kahaa)
(asmee andar se meri baat sunke boli)
Asmee: off ho bhool bhi gaye ..)(idhar mom phone per)
Mom: arre didi ke classmate ke yahaa.hai bhai bolo aap ne phone kiyoun kiya..(mom kahin jaati to bade hi tameez wale lehje me baat kerti ..)
Me: nahi bas wo choti bata rahi thi ke aapne mujeh ghar per wait kerne ko kaha ker ke..?
Mom: haan wo aapko armeen ko leke bahar jana hai ..aap ruko ghar per hum 30 min main aajayen ge..
Me: ok mom main yahin hun bas thoda niche hoaata hun aap aajaou..ok bye..
Mom: bye beta..
(main ne phir thoda baal waal sawaar ke dio wio lagaa ke car ki kyes li to asmee bhi hall main aagayi..)
Asmee: hmm ab kuch badle badle lagrahe ho nahi to subha subha pataa nahi kya hogaya tha..?
Me: tere surat dekhli thi na…ha h ah aha ..
Asmee: uullllllllll…meri surat dekte ho issi liye sab kuch milta hai ..nahi to kahi apni surat deklo aayine main pata chalee…ha ha ha ha h..
Me: acchaa .idhar aaa..bata ta hun…
(wo phir mujhe chidaa ke bhaag gayii)
(phir main bahar niklaa ..car nikaal ke phunsi ko miss calll ki wo apni balcony se jhanka our do mins ka ishara as usual kiya…per pure 8 mins liye…)
Phuni:( dooor se hi  muskuraata huwaa car ko nihaar ta huwa nazdikh aake bolo) bhaiiiijaaaan kya maal hai ….
Me: hai na ..? aajaaa try keregaa …(main apne door khol ke bahar aate huwe bolaa..
Phunsi : nahi nhai bhai yahaa nahi ..meri mom dekhe gi to uper se bartan phaink ke maare gi…
Me: ha ha h ah saale kitna darta hai tu mom se..
Phunsi : nahi be darta nahi bas wo mera kuch zyada khayaal rakhti hai…
(phir hum gali se nikal ke road per aagaye ..)
Phunsi: chal abhi pull ker side per ..let me tast the sexy girl bhai…..
Me: ok ok…per zyada door nahi haan mujhe wapas ghar jaana hai 20 mins main..ok..(kehte huwe main car roka ..)
Phunsi: abe kiyoun be…saala main ne to sonha tha ki chutti bhi hai our nayi caar bhi shaam tak pose marenge …(  hu ker driving seat per aayaa..)
Me: nahi yaar wo didi ko kahin jaana hai ..
Phunsi:arre wah didi aayin hai ..ye to dusra serprise …saale ek to birthday socially celebrate nahi kerta our gift family sab enjoy kerraha hai..
Me: ha ha h anhi be wo tujeh to pataa hai na ke humara ek hi ghar hai jisme hum birthday apas me celebtare kerte hai wana humara khaandan to is sab se door  hai…
Phunsi: pataa hai pataa hai…waisse didi ko to main bhi milunga ..bahot din hogaye..
Me:haan haan aaja ghar per ..
Phunsi: hann …badyaa hai yaar…(wo gher shifting kerta huwa caar bhagaa ke bola…)
Me: dhire mere bhai dhere nayii hai..
Phunsi: nayi hai our garam bhi hai ….uhhhhhhhhhhh
(wo our josh me car daudaa te huwe bola…phunsi hi tha jisne mujhe car driving sikhayi thi unki maruti esteem main …wo accha chala leta hai per uski mom usse zyada car lene nahi deti..darti thi ke yeh kahi gaadi thokdega…)
(hum ne 20 min main aaspaas ke sabhi girls spot ki sair ki phir wapas ghar phounche..)
Phunsi: yaar mazaa nayi main jo hai wo puraani main nahi…our saale teri to ghar ki hai ..our bhai ghar ki hone per to kisi ka dar bhi nahi hotaa jab man kare thokoooo…(wo baat to sirf car ki kerraha tha per mere zahen sirf our sirf didi ko sonch raha tha…
  Jab usne kaha tha..
  Kya maal hai..main ne sirf didi ko sonchaa…
          Sexy and hot…main ne didi ko yaad kiya tha…
   Nayi bhi our garam bhi….main ne didi ki garmi yaad ki thi
     Oue a jab phunsi ne kaha tha ki " mere to apni ghar ki hai our ghar ki our ghar ki jab chahe thokooo main ne to didi ke saat khud ku soncha jab dil karee jab…)
(uski baat sunke mere chere per ek ajeeb rang chadgaya jisse dekh ker phunsi bhi chounk gaya our puchaa..)
Phunsi: kya baat hai yaar kaha khogayaa…?
Me:arre nahi bas kuch nahi wo dair huwi na ghar aate aate bass…
Phunsi: betaa soncha tu kuch our hi raha hai our bol kuch our kahi kisi ladki ko to nahi sonraha tha saaleee…haan pakkka uski ko kyaa naam hai uskaa..ka …kaaa…
Me: saale uska to tu naam bhi nahi legaa …
Phunsi: haan haan bhaiii uska jobhi lena hai tu lenaa..ha ha h aha ha…
Me: chal chal abhi nikal main milta hun…
Phunsi: ok ok beata kab leraha hai usse …mera matlab kab lejaraha hai usse long drive per..?
Me: abhi nikal ta hai yaa tujeh hi lechalun …ha h aha saale…?
Phunsi:chal chal ok mil phir sham ko..ok..
(main huste huwe ghar main dakhil huwa..our mo ko awaaz di..)
Me: mooommmm…!
(kitchen se asmee ki awaaz aayi..)
Asmee: bhayya mom to kahin bahar chali gayin aate hi..
Me:hmm didi..?
Asmee:dee uper gayi hai…
(main our asmee abhi baat kerhi rahe the ke didi ne uperse awaaz di…)
Armin: ajjjuuuuu …..ajjjjuuuuu..
Me: haan deeee ayaaa…
Armin:wo mera box bhi leta aa…uper…
Me:box …! Kounsaa…
Asmee: yeh walaa..(asmeen ne hall main pade ek carton ki taraf ishara kiyaa…)
Me: haaan haan milaa..
(main ne us box ko uthaya kafi bhari tha utaya orr didi ko awaaz di..)
Me: deee kitna bhari hai kya hai isme…?
Armin: abe kitabe hai enggneering ker raha hai kitaabain pata nhai chali…
Me: hmmm meri itni bhaari thodina hai…?
Armin: han bacchu padne waloun ki kitabain bhari hi hoti hai…tujhe kaisse pataa chale ga cheater…kahin ka ..samhaal ke laa..
(didi ki baat sun ker asmee has padi..)
Asmee:Ha h ah ahaha akhoob kaha diiii ne…
Me:ulll kooob kaaaa diii ne … hat raaste se…
(main box leke uper gyaa ..waha didi humare study corner jo ki kabaad se bhara tha saaf ker chuki thi ..)
Me: arre ddeeee yeh kya kiya meri chizain kaha hai…?
(kehte huwe main ne didi ki taraf dekha  our jhat se nazrain churaa li..)
Armin: ghadhhe saari fizuul ki chizain yahaa rakhta hai to padta kaha hai..jo tujeh kitabain uthana asaan lage haan…
Me: haahn dii per meri chizain kaha hai…
Armin: wo rahi (  cupboard ke uper ishara kerti huwi boli…)
(main ne uper dekh ker jab phir didi ki taraf dekha to lagaa ke jaisse unhe humare bich huwi kisi bhi baat ka koibhi fark nahi pada wo bilkul normal elder sister ki araf mujhe daat rahi thi ..)
(main ne bhi ek gheri saan bhari our jitna ho saka normal behave kerne ka faisala kiya..)
Me: diiii they wear my deal use stufff…
Armin: aaj se nahi betaa …bhool jaa..aaj se study no entertainment..hmm atleat not of this stuff…
Me: is ka kya matlab hai deee..?
(didi ne apni haatou se kitaabain bed per rakh te huwe badi hi sexy style me meri taraf bad ker mere gale me bahain daal ke kahaa..)
Armin:is ka matlab ke beta  teri umr play staion video game ki nahi hai our aaj se entertainment ka nayaa matlab hai…
(yeh kehte huwe didi ne mere gaal pe kis kiya our aankh maar ke door hogayii..)
(unke meri taraf is sexy style main aana our baoun ko mere gale main daal ke yeh sab kehna kaafi thi ki mere lund phirse tayaar tha..)
(per main nahi chata tha ki didi ko meri halat pataa chale..)
(masom banta huwe main ne kaha..)
Me: dee please don’t be my teacher I know study ..padayi ke waqt main padayi kerlunga per main abhi kuch dino pehle to ye playstaion laya hai our aapne isse bhangaar bana ke ek kone main rakh diya..
Armin: hmm thik hai beta nikaal le …lagta hai tujeh sirf bacchoun games main hi intrest hai …
Me:haan jo chayeh kaho ..kabhi ghada kabhi bacchaa chao to bhudaa bhi kehlo per playtsattion wapas niche aaye ga..
(meri taraf dekhte huwe boli ..)
Armin: thik hai agar tu yehi chata hai to ok..per main ne khud tere haatoun se playstaion ko is jagah se kya is ghar se nahi nikal waya tho kehna…
Me:challenge …! Ok I accept…kitne dino main..?
Armin: sirf ek hafte main …lagi shart…?
Me: done…aaj Monday hai agle Monday u will loose the bet…
Armin: kuch bhi …
Me: to how about a new series of game ..
Armin: any yhing u wish my little broo.
Me: hmm our agar main haara to..?
armin: ha h ah haa dekha maan li na haar…?
Me: naah wo shart hai bas …
Armin: hmm jobhi main kahun..tu kare ga...
Me: hmmm thik hai haar ne wali to aapI ho…
(main ne soncha ke shayed didi playstation ke shikaayt dad se ya mom se karaingi per kuch hone wala to nahi ..bhala main khud apne haatoun se apna playstation kiyoun nikaalunga ..hohi nahi sakta …)

UuINa nahi nikal waya tho kehna…
Me:challenge …! Ok I accept…kitne dino main..?
Armin: sirf ek hafte main …lagi shart…?
Me: done…aaj Monday hai agle Monday u will loose the bet…
Armin: kuch bhi …
Me: to how about a new series of game ..
Armin: any yhing u wish my little broo..
 Me: hmm our agar main haara to?

armin: ha h ah haa dekha maan li na haar…?
Me: naah wo shart hai bas …
Armin: hmm jobhi main kahun..tu kare ga...
Me: hmmm thik hai haar ne wali to aapI ho…
(main ne soncha ke shayed didi playstation ke shikaayt dad se ya mom se karaingi per kuch hone wala to nahi ..bhala main khud apne haatoun se apna playstation kiyoun nikaalunga ..hohi nahi sakta …)
Me: hmm we are on...
Armin: lack of conference. ..
Me: dekhe ge...
Armin:mmnm thik hai ..jaa abhi jaake mera bag bhi leaa..
Me: bag..! ..
Armin : haan id box ke bagal hi me to tha niche .
Me: hmm our kitabai hai..?
Armin : nahi meri dress hai..
Me: oh .room per khabza horaa hai...
Armin : room per kya beta ..aage aage dek kis kis per khabza gogaa...
Me: khushfehmi hai..ok..
( main niche aaya our bag dekha per nahi tha..)
Me:asmee dii ka koi bag hai yaha..?

Asmee: bhayya wo to pada hai..sofe per..

Me: hmmmm..

( asmee ke haat per kuch lagaa dekh ker main ne pucha..)
Me: tu kya kerrahi hai..

Asmee: kuch nahi wo khala ki madad kerrahi hu  .. ( khala afroz hume ghar me rasoyi wagera kerti hai...kafi had tak family member jaisi hi hai bewaa hai teeb bacchoun ki ma ghar ke puche dad ne do room bana ke rakaha hai ...)

Me: khala ku madad tu...!

Asme: ulll khala ...bolo bhayya ko please.

Khala: ha ha han bhai chotti to aksar madad kerti hai meri...

Me: pata hai pata hai ..

( apni choti bahan ko chira ke majn bag liye uper aaya ...)
( idha didi apni kitabain jama tahi thi ...)
Me: didi aap apni kitabain rakho pado kuch bhi karo per mere kitabhoun ko haat mat lagana ...
Armin: kuyiou be...
Me: arre maib khud apni kitabaoun ko haat nahi lagata ..ha ha ha ha...

Armin : verry funnny...

Armin: per bahot kuch badalne wala hai beta...

Me: bolo bolo kuch nahi badlega ...

Armin: thik hai ..laa bag de ...

( main ne bag bed per rakha ..phir didi ne bag se kau folders nikaal ke rack per rakhe ...
    Main apne book ko jo idhar udhar bikru huwi thi tarteeb me rakhne laga ...
Phir didi ne mujeh kaha ki ..)
Armin : dekha beta badala na...
Me: wo to main yiun hi ...
Armin : hmmmm ...chal ruk jana nahi kahi hume nida ke ghar jana hai ... ( didi ki ek saheli ".nida'taramnum " bechari apahij hai ek pair se ..per khubdoorat kamaal ki..)

Me: hmmm kiyiun ..?
Armin raaste main batai hu..
( kehte huwe didi towel leke batroom main chali gayi..)
( main nida didi ke bare main sonnch ne laga ..bahot hi narm dil badi hasmuk mujeh bhi kafi pyaar kerti thi bhai ki tarah kai baar mujeh didi ki daat se bhi bachaya tha ...badi friendly thi ..kafi din hogaye the unhe dekhe huwe ...)
( main inhi baatoun ko yaad kerrha tha ki batroom se bahar ayi our kaha..)
Armin: ajju zara wo bag idhar de ...
( maib ne kitaboun jo table per rakh ker bag jo meri right side me pada tha utha ke didi ki taraf ghooma ...

        Ufffffff ... jaise hi meri nazar didi per padi ..mere haat paoun sunnn pad gaye...jaisse subha didi naha apne jism p'r towel bhand ke aayi thi phirse sirf towel me khhadi thi perr is baar towel kuch zyada hi niche tha  ..usper unke bhige jism per pani ki boondain jaisse shamate moti......
    Mera lund phir se meri pant me phunkaar ne laga...main phatti aanlhoun our khula muh liye bag haat main pakar didi seene ko dekhraha tha....)
Armin: lagta hai ghade ka nashaa abhi utra nahi....
( unli baat mujhe chounka ke hosh main layi..per mera halak sook chuka tha..meri awaz hi nahi nikli...)
Me: wo..unk.......
Armin: wo....
( didi ne bade sexy style main apni khandoun se bhigi huwi julfon ko piche ker te huwe kaha ..)
Armin: bag...!
Me: un..? Haan .. (main hadbadaa le bag unke haat me diya ...our palat ke wapas table ki tarf bait ker bola..)
Me: aap dii aap to subha ho nahayi thi na ...

Armin: ha   ha ha ha  han to ( wo haste hiwe boli..)
Me: nahi youn hi pucha ..main.

Armin : tu bhi to do dafaa nahaya na aaj...kiyoun..?

(Main kiyoun nahaya didi ko khud pata tha phir bhi mujhe puch ke didi ne mere chere ka rung phirse udaya ...)

( main ne unki baat ka jawaab nahi diya to didi ne phir mujue charte huwe pucha ...)

Armin: nahaya na tu dubaraa ya ...ghade ko youn hi liye goomraha hai ..ha h ah ha ha....

Me: ha ha ha ...bahot hassi aarhi hai ..aapko...jaan much ke kya apne wo sab...

Armin: ha ha ha kya kyaaa...main ne kya kiya bhai...ha ha....waisse haan jaan boojh ke kiya per mazzaa ghadhe n bhi liya...ha ha ha ha...

Me: didi aap badi ...wooo hogayi ho...

Armin: tu bhi to badaaaaaaa wo hogaya hai...ghadgha kahin kaa....ha haha   ...
Armin: awaisse itna shamaa kiyoun raha hai ladki ki tarah...?
Me: sharma ..main bhala kiyoun shamaoun...
Armin :han bhai tu besharam hai badaaaa ...apni baheno ke samne youn hi khadaaa le ke khadaa hojaylta hai......ha h ah hhaaaaannnn...

( main ne dekha ki didi meri pant ki taraf ishara ker rahi thi ....)
( apne bagse kapre nikaalti huwe muskuraa bhi rhi thi...)
(Halan ki pant ki ubhaar se ata nhai chapraha tha ki khadaa hai per didi to janti hi thi mera lund khadaa hai ...main ne apne bachaw ke liye pucha...)
Me: khadaa kya matlab...?

Armin ohhhhh meraaa shonaaa baccchhaa ...khadaa marlab nahi samjaaaa....

Me: haa to mai kaha khadaa hu main to baitha hu....


Armin: tu baitha hai subha tu leta huwaa tha jhukqa huwa ta per her wakt ghadaa hai yaha wo khadaa hi rehta hai ...ha ha ha ha ha...
(ab mujhe thoda thoda in batou  main mazaa aarha tha...main ne enjoy kerte huwe khaa ..)

Me: diii jab se aayi ho ghadha ghada bole jaarhi ho ...lagta hai ke koi ghadq pasand aagaya hai aapko...h ah ha ha ha ha ...
Armin: hmmm pehli nasar main hi pasand aagaya per lagta hai ki ghade ko samaj na baakhi hai abhi ....haaa haa ...waisse iaki halat humesha aisse hi rehti hai yaa...?
(Didi apni ek res sleeve less dress nikaalte guwe apni jism ko akraa ke badi sexy style mai  boli..)
Me: ghadhaa bhi aaphi jaano our ghade ki haalat bhi ap hume to kou ghadaa nazar nahi aaraha...


Armin : acchaa to yeh kyq koi cricket bat pant mai chupaye ghoomraha hai ...ha ha haha ha..
(Is baar to didi ne apni ek papper rool se meri pant ko dabaa ke kahaa..)
(Main ek dam se bichak gaya ...per ek ajib sa masaa aayaa ...ab mai our disi kafi hadd tak saaf meri lund per baar kerrhe the...main ne is aag ko hawaa dete huwe khaa..)

Me: ouch diiiii nazuk hai araam seee..our aap kahaa yahaa ghadaa kehrhi ho ...diii

Armin: ha ha ha ha badaa nazuk hai ...ghadaa hai sar utha ke khadaa hai...ha ha ha...

(Wo keh khahaa lagaa ke haane lagi our ut ke apne baal towel se dukhaate hue meri tataf dekh ker muskurai...)
( our mere pant ko dekh ker boli...)
Armin : khada hai abhi ....

Me: didi kuch khada nahi hai aap to youn hi ...bass...
(Mujeh aayine main dekhti huwi muskura boli...)
Armin: accha to chupaa kiyiun raha hai....
(Main ne akar apni pant ko agae ker ke kaha...)
Me: main kaha kuchh chuparaha hu dekho..
( didi mere taraf ghoomi apni zulfoun ko bade hi stylish tarikhe se ungliyoun se suljhate huwe our apni ek eyebrow ko uncha kert  huwi ...uffffff kya naxara tha.....unki ubri huri sufaid chuchiyan towel main kasi ...mmmmm
      Main masti apne kamar ko aage kerke khada to tha per apni hi harkat per thoda ghabra sa gaya...
)

Armin: hnm to khadaa nahi hai ..hmmm

Me: umm kaha  hai  khadaa.. ( main hich kichaate huwe bola .)

( didi badi dharaarat bhari nazriun se dekhtk huwi mere taraf ek khadam badaa ke...)

Armin: nahi khadaa hai ...haaan..m?

(Wo ek our khadam mere taraf badi...unki istarah mere taraf badne se meri galat bigadne lagi...per main nahi chata tha ki main didi ke saamne itni jhaldi hatyaar daloun...)

Me: nahi ...per aap kiyoun mere taraf aarahi ho...

(Main halke se piche huwa ..)
Armin: nahi tu dar mat ...wo mujeh door se tera ghadaa khadaa nazar aaraha hai ..zaraa nazdik se dekhun... (ukin  nighayain meri jism per thi our didi ka jism meri nighaoun me...)

Me: door se na nazdik se ...kahan hai khadaa dekho..

( main bhi halka sa age huwa....)

Armin: arre han yaar ghadaa kahadaa nahi hai ..shayed meri galatfehmi guwi ......
(Didi halkaa sa jhuk ker mere pant jo dekh ker muh banate huwe boli..per unki jhuk ne se mere lund ki aker daouble huwi ..ab main khud apne lund ko saaf pant ke bahar dekh sakta tha...)

( didi mere mazar pakad ke jhuki bani rahi our apni adhi nangji chuchiyoun ke puri cleavage ke jalwe dikane lagi ...ab meri pant main aayr badlauo ko dekh ker hasste huwe boli...)

Armin: am shooooo shorrrryyy beta main khama khan apne masom chote bhai ko galat samajhrahi thi...chuhhhh chuchhhhh...

Me: haann nahi to kya..kahama kan khada hai khada hai kahan ha....?

Armin : hmm s...