Shyaam ki Biwi Thanedaar ke Saath

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Us din kuchh achchha nahi lag raha tha. Subah se hi mann mein bharipan lag raha tha. Aise hi alsaai huyi apne room mein soyi padi thi. Kaam karne mein jee nahin lag raha tha. Tabhi gully mein shor hone laga. Apne palang se uthkar baramde ki khidki se gully mein jhankne lagi.

Mohan Babu ke makan ke saamne bheed ekkathi ho rahi thi. Kya hua hoga sochkar apni aankhein unke gate per gada di. Bheed mein fusfusahat ho rahi thi. Tabhi khidki ke saamne se ek aadmi gujra to usse puchh liya, “Aare bhaiya, kya ho gaya?”

Aadmi ne chalte-chalte jawab diya, “Kisi ne Mohan Babu ko chaaku maar diya.”

Yeh sunkar main darr gayi. Din-dahade gulli me hatya. Uff! Kya ho gaya hai iss duniya ko. Mohan Babu se hamare gharwalon ki jamti nahi thi. Ab gharwale kaun? Ek mera marad aur doosri mein. Abhi teen-chaar din pahle hi mere marad, Shyaam, ka jhagda Mohan Babu se kuchh len- den ko lekar ho gaya tha. Lekin isse kya? Aakhir gully mein kisi ki hatya ho toh bura toh lagta hi hai.

Main mann hi mann darr rahi thi. Soch rahi thi ki Shyaam jaldi ghar aajaye to achchha hai. Lekin unhe to shaam ko hi aana tha. Doosre gaon gaye huye the. Aisa hi bol kar subah jaldi nikal gaye the.

Thodi der baad wapas khidki khol kar Mohan Babu ke ghar ki aur jhanka toh dekha aadmi toh jyada nahi the balki 6-7 police wale jaroor khade the. Ab hatya huyi hai toh police wale toh aayenge hi. Tabhi dekha 3- 4 policewale mere ghar ki taraf aa rahe hai. Mera mann aur kharab hone laga. Police wale mere ghar ki taraf kyon aa rahe hai? Main jhat se khidki band karke wapas apne kamre ki taraf badhne lagi.

Doosre pal hi darwaaja peetne ki aawaj aane lagi. Main jhat se kamre ki jagah apne ghar ke main darwaaje ki taraf badh gayi aur gate khol diya. Police wale dhaddhadate huye ghar mein ghus gaye.

Maine hakbakakar unse poochha, “Aare ye kya kar rahe ho?”

Ek police wala kadakti awaj mein poochha, “Shyaam kidhar hai?”

Maine wapas poochha, “Kya kaam hai mere marad se?”

Tabhi doosra police wala dahada, “Saali, hamse poochhati hai kya kaam hai? Kidhar chhupa kar rakha hai apne marad ko?”

Main sahamkar boli, “Wo toh ghar par nahi hai. Doosre gaon gaye huye hai. Shaam ko aayenge?”

Tabhi usne kathorta se poochha, “Saali, ghar mein chhupa kar rakha hai aur bolti hai ki nahin hai. Bata kidhar chhupaya hai.”

“Saheb main jhoot nahin bol rahi hoon. Wo toh subah se hi gaye huye hai. Lekin baat kya hai?”

Tabhi tisre police wale ne kaha, “Tera marad shyam hai na?”

Jawab mein maine apna sir haan mein hila diya.

“Saale ne Mohan ka khoon kiya hai.”

Mere upar mano pahad gir gaya. Lekin sambhalte huye boli, “Kaise saheb? Wo to subah se hi yahan nahi hai.”

“Kaise nahi hai. Bahar kayi logon ne use abhi thodi der pahle hi use bhagte huye dekha hai. Wo koi jhoot nahin bol rahe hain.”

Meri toh aawaj hi band ho gayi. Tabhi ek police wala poora ghar doondhne ke baad bola, “Idhar toh Shyaam nahi hai. Lagta hai saala bhaag gaya.”

Toh doosre police wale ne usse kaha, “Jaa saheb ko bata kar aa.”

Main chup-chaap jameen per baith gayi aur rone lagi. Viswash hi nahi ho raha tha. Jaroor kisi ne apna badla nikalne ke liye jhooth-mooth police wale ko kah diya hoga. Shyaam ke saath meri shaadi ko sirf 6 mahine hi huye the. Inn 6 mahino mein hamne khoob maza kiya. 3-4 mahine tak toh wo ghar se bahar bahut hi kam waqt ke liye bahar niklta tha. Hum dono din-raat bister per, kitchen mein, bathroom mein aur yahan tak ki aangne mein maza loot te rahte the. Waqt kab ka nikal gaya samjh mein hi nahin aaya. Lekin aaj..

Shyaam 25 saal ka ek gabroo jawaan tha. Kasrati badan aur thoda saanwle rang ka lekin majboot marad tha. Bistar per uska koi jawab hi nahi tha. Uska hathiyaar bhi uske badan jaisa moosal aur lamba-mota. Mere bitte bhar se bada aur meri kalai se aadha. Uske sath byaah hone ke baad mein apne pure jeewan ko bhul chuki thi.

Haan. Main shaadi hone ke pahle apne do-teen doston se yaari kar baithi thi. Aur unke saath humbistar bhi. Lekin Shyaam se shaadi hone ke baad maine kabhi bhi unko yaad nahin kiya. Ab jo kuchh bhi tha toh woh Shyaam hi tha.

Shyaam aur mere purane yaron ki nazron me main gori chithi haseen gudiya thi. Mere lambe-lambe baal, mere gore-gore gaal, mere madmust hoth, mere anar jaise kadak santre ki size ke mumme, bhari huyi jhanghe. Aisa hi kahte the woh sub. Aur main apni prasansa sunkar phoola nahi samati thi.

Tabhi thanedaar ki kadakti huyi awaz ne mujhe jaga diya, “Kahan hai uski bibi?” Mujh per nazar padte hi uski aankhein mere jism per giddh ki ankhon jaise chipak gayi.

Tabhi mujhe ek police wale ne pakad kar khada kar diya aur bola, “Yehi hai uski bibi.”

Thanedaar mere jism ko taulta huwa bola, “Kahan hai Shyaam?”

Maine sahmte huye kaha, “Mujhe nahi maloom. Woh toh subah se bahar gaye huye hai.”

“Bata de warna mujhe aur bhi tareeke aate hai.” Thanedaar ne garajti huyi awaaz mein poochha. 

Main chup-chaap khadi rahi. Bahar bheed dekh kar thanedaar ne aur toh kuchh nahi bola lekin main mehshoosh kar rahi thi uski nazron ko apne jism mein dhanste huye. Thaanedaar apne aadmiyon ko kuchh batane laga aur mujhe ghoorte huye bahar chala gaya.

Shaam ki 4-5 baj gayi. Police party apne thaane chali gayi. Maine chain ki saans li. Lekin raat ko 8-8.30 baje phir ek police wala aaya. Mujhse Shyaam ke baare mein poochhne laga. Maine na mein jawab diya.

“Aise kaise ho sakta hai. Tu subah bol rahi thi na ki woh shaam ko wapas aayega. Ab toh raat ho chuki hai,” Police wale ne poochha.

“Unhone subah aisa hi kaha tha,” maine jawab diya.

“Lagta hai tu aise nahi manegi. Ab tere se haath-laat se baat karni padegi,” Usne ghudkte huye kaha.

Meri dhuk-dhuk badhne lagi. Mujhe Shyaam per gussa aa rha tha. Ab tak nahi aaya. Gully main ek khoon ho gaya aur bibi ghar mein akeli. Lekin uska koi pata hi nahi. Tabhi phir socha. Usse kya maloom ki hatya ho gayi hai. Agar maloom hota toh dopahar mein hi nahi aajata. Kya usne hi hatya…

“Saali ko thane le chal,” Policewala apne sathi se kaha. “Saheb ne kaha hai agar Shyaam nahi milta to uski bibi ko thaane lekar aana.”

Main to yeh sunkar rone lagi.

“Chal. chal. Jyada natak nahin kar,” Ek police wala meri kalai pakde huye bola. Aur phir jor-jabardasti se mujhe Police-Van mein baitha diya aur thane pahunch gaye hum log.

“Kya huwa Shyaam nahi mila?” Thanedaar ne mujhe dekhte huye hi poochha.

Jawab mein na mein sir hila diya policewale ne.

“Chal saali ko lock-up mein band kar. Apne aap hi iska marad aayega isko chudaane,” Thanedaar ne apni seat per baithe baithe kaha.

Mujhe lock-up mein daal diya joki uski seat ke saamne hi thi. Police station uss thanedaar ke alawa 5 hawaldar the. Koi thaane mein andar aa raha tha toh koi bahar jaa raha tha. Raat ke 11 bajne mein aa rahi thi. Inn 2 ghanton mein thaanedaar mujhe 100 baar ghoor chuka tha. Mujhe apni aankhon se taul raha tha. Aise mardon ki aankhen mujhe pata hai kaisi hoti hai. Bazaar jaate huye ya mandeer jaate huye aisi hi nazron ka saamna mein kab se kar rahi hoon. Lekin tab aur aab mein sirf ek farak tha. Tab main apni marji ki malik hoti thi aur abb hawalat mein bebas kaidi ki tarah thane mein.

Tabhi thaanedaar ne apne hawaldaron ko bulaya aur 2-2 ki 2 team bana kar ek ko mere ghar ke paas chhupne ko kah diya aur doosre ko bus stand jaane ko kah diya. Sath hi hidayat dedi ki subah tak nigraani rakhni hai. Ab bache ek hawaldar ke kaan mein kuchh kaha aur woh hawaldar bhi bahar chala gaya.

Thaane mein main aur woh thaanedar do hi bache the. Hawalat mein aur koi kaidi bhi nahi tha. Mujhe uske eraade achchhe nahi lag rahe the. Who apni kameej utaar kar koi filmi gaana gaate huye apni seat per baith
gaya aur mujhe ghurne laga. Ab thaanedaar mujhe lagataar ghoor raha tha aur uske hothon mein ek kutil muskaan aa rahi thi aur jaa rahi thi.

Tabhi last wala hawaldaar ek kagaj ka packet thaanedaar ke hath mein pakda diya aur ek glass aur paani ki bottle uski table per rakh diya. Phir hawaldar thaanedar ka ishara pakar thaane se bahar chala gaya. Thaanedaar ne kagaj ke packet se ek bottle bahar nikali.

“Daaru!” Main mann mein sochkar kaamp uthi. “Daaru peekar thaanedaar akele hawalat mein aur main bhi thaane mein akeli…”
Thaanedaar ne aadhe ganthe mein 4-5 peg bana kar daaru pi daali aur uth khada huwa. Uski chaal mein koi farak nahi tha lekin aankhon mein daaru ka nasha aur vaasna dono jhalak raha tha. Usne main gate ke paas jaakar gate ko band kiya aur kadi laga di. Ab mere hawalaat ki taraf aa kar uska tala khol kar main gate per laga diya aur chaabi jeb main daal li. Phir meri taraf badhne laga. Meri ruh kaamp rahi thi.

“Bol kidhar hai tera marad.”

Main chup chaap rahi.

“Abe saali, tera marad hai ki nahi?”

“……”

“Lagta hai tera marad nahi hai. Ab mujhe hi kuchh karna padega.”

“…….”

Mere nazdeek aa kar mere hathon ko pakad liya aur jhumte huye bola, “Kisi ka hath pakda nahi ya hath chhod kar chala gaya.”

Maine apne hath ko chudate huye kaha, “Saheb aapne pee li hai. Abhi baat nahi karo mujhse.”

“Wah… kya idea di hai toone. Abhi baat mein time waste nahi karne a… Abhi kaam karne ka…”

“Saheb chhodo mujhe.”

“Kya boli tum. CHODO mujhe,” badi besharmi se hanste huye thaanedaar bola.

“Aisi gandi baat karte huye tumhe sharam nahi aati…” Maine virodh
kiya.

“Achchha tujhe maloom hai ki kya gandi hai aur kya achchhi. Yanike tujhe sub maloom lagta hai. CHODO… CHUDAI… sub maloom hai tujhe,” badi besharmi se bolta jaa raha tha.

Maine apne kaan band kar liye aur madad ke liye chillane lagi. Tabhi ek jhannatedaar thappad mere galon par pada.

“Saali. Raand. chillati hai. Ek to Shyaam ka pata nahin bata rahi hai aur puchhtachh mein chillati hai,” kahte huye thaanedaar meri sari ko kheenchne laga aur bola, “Chilla. Jitna chillana hai chilla. Dekhta hoon main kaun aata hai idhar.”

Main bebas chillana bhoolkar apni sari ko usse chhudaane me lag gayi lekin usne apne dum per meri sari ko mere badan se alag kar diya. Ab main apne peticoat aur blouse me uske saamne rote huye khadi thi. Apne hatho ko apne seene se laga kar rakha tha lekin thaanedaar ne mere ek haath ko pakadkar ulta mod diya toh darad ke maare apne doosre haath se usko chhudaane lagi.

Isska fayda uthate huye usne mere blouse ke saamne ke saare hook jhatak kar tod diye. Ab mera blouse ek-do hook ke sahare jhool raha tha.

Apne doosre hath se jab blouse ko bachane gayi toh bedarad thaanedaar ne mere pahle wale hath ko aur jor se mod diya. Main dard se karah uthi aur blouse ko chhod apna hath chhudane ki koshish karne lagi. Issi
tarah karte huye usne mera blouse aur meri choli dono ko mere badan se juda kar diya. Ab main apne dono hathon se apne dono mummo ko chhupate huye idhar se udhar daudne lagi. Lekin thaanedaar hansta huwa mere peechhe-peechhe bhagta huwa kisi bhi tarah se hath ko chhudata aur mere mummo ko masal deta. Main cheekh kar daya ki beekh maang kar apne ko bachati aur bhaagti. Aise mein thaanedaar ko maza aa raha tha aur main roti huyi idhar-udhar bhaag rahi thi.

Thodi de khel aise hi chalta raha. Phir thaanedaar ne mujhe chhod mere jameen per pade blouse aur choli ko utha kar unhe sunghta huwa apni desk per gaya aur peg banakar aur daaru pine laga. Phir kuchh ruk kar
mujhse poochha, “Tu bhi piyegi?”

“……”

“Aare pi le. Nashe mein bada maza aata hai chudwane mein.”

Main jor se ro padi. Mere aanshu thamne ke naam hi nahi le rahe the. Maine gidgidate huye kaha, “Maine kya bigada hai tumhara. Kyo meri izzat ke peechhe pade ho?”

“Toone nahi bigada. Tere nasheeli husn ne bigada hai mera,” kahte huye apni pant ki chain par hath rakhte huye bola, “Dekh kaise phad- phada raha hai Lawda mera. Iska bigda hai teri jawaani ko dekh kar. Ab isko
thanda kar….”

Uska Lund pant ke upar se hi tana huwa dikh raha tha. Mano pant ko faad kar bahar aa jayega. Apni jawaani ko ab lutne ke kareeb dekh kar mera dhiraj jawab de raha tha. Main apne ko bachane ke liye jor se chillai, “Koi hai…. Bachao mujhe…”

Thaanedar daaru ki bottle pakde huye mere paas aaya aur phir jordaar ka thappad mara. Iss baar usne daaru ki bottle utha kar jor se bola, “Chup hoti ki saali ya maroo iss bottle ko tere sir per.”

Main ek dum se chuppppppp. Phir usne mere sir ko pakad kar bottle mere muhn mein laga di. Main apna muhn hila-hila kar bottle se apne muhn ko hatane ki koshish karne lagi lekin usne jabardasti karke ded-do peg mere andar udhel hi diya. Chhaati jalne lagi. Ubkai aane lagi. Sir chakraane laga. Pet garam ho utha. Pehli baar daaru pet mein gayi thi. Chilla rahi thi lekin thaanedaar hans raha tha.

Bottle ka jo kuchh bhi bacha-khucha tha woh thaanedaar ne pi liya aur bottle ko apni desk ke neeche ludhka diya. Phir sidhe mere upar chadh kar mere mumme ko maslne laga. Dono hatho mein mere dono mumme. Aate ki tarah gunthne laga. Phokat ka maal jo mil raha tha. Daaru andar jaane ke baad aise hamle ke liye main tyaar nahi thi. Aur apne aap ko bacha nahi pa rahi thi. Usne ek mumme ko apne hath mein pakad doosre mumme ko apne hothon ke beech le choosna shuru kar diya. Mere santre uske liye choosne wale santre ban gaye.

Main daaru ke jhatke khati huyi apne hath se apna sir pakde huye thi. Apna bachav bhi nahi kar paa rahi thi. Tabhi doosre hath se thaanedaar ne mere petticoat ke nade ko jhatke se khol diya. Main mano nind se jaag
uthi. Naa jaane kitni taakat aayi hogi mujh mein jo thaanedaar ko apne upar se neeche gira kar uthkar bhagne lagi. Lekin afshosh. Khula hua petticoat meri tangon mein phans gaya aur muhn ke bal dhadam se jaa giri. Meri rahi-sahi saari takat khatam ho gayi.

Thaanedaar gusse mein badbadata huwa aur gaali deta huwa mere baalon ko jhatke dete huye mujhe uthaya, “Saali madarchod. mere ko dhakka deti hai saali. randi. ab main deta hoon tere ko mere Lund ka dhakka.. Saali chhinal. mere ko dhakka deti hai. ab dekhta hoon kaise bachti hai chudne se..”

Usne mujhe balon pakad kar mere chehre ko apni aur ghuma kar mere gallon aur mere hothon ko chumne laga. Main 2-3 minutes baad phir kasmasaai aur chhudaane ki koshish karne lagi. Lekin usne mujhe apni giraft mein rakha aur mere anar jaise kadak mummo ko apne muhn mein daba kar choosne laga. Ab woh daanto se mere pyaare-pyaare gore-gore mummo ko katne laga. Jaise kaata waise hi meri cheekh nikli. Lekin use kya parwaah thi. Thodi der mein mere ek mumme per jor se kaat khaya toh meri jordaar cheekh nikal gayi.

“Chup. Awaz nahi. Abke cheekhi na toh pura tera kaat ke alag kar doonga, saali raand,” kadak awaz mein bola thanedaar.

Sahamkar chup ho gayi main lekin siskiyan aa rahi thi. Thaanedaar ne mujhe pakad kar neeche sula diya aur apni pant khol diya. Ab woh bhi sirf underwear mein aur main bhi underwear mein. Usne neeche jhukte huye mera underwear ek jhatke mein neeche kheencha toh woh ghutne per jaa kar atak gaya. Phir meri tango ko upar kar use bahar nikaal phenka. Ab thaanedaar mere poore nange jism ko uper se neeche dekhta huya apne hath se apne underwear mein pade apne Lund ko dabaane laga.

“Uff. Kya jawaani hai teri. Ek marad se nahi sambhal sakti aisi jawaani. Kitne mardo ko apni jawaani ka rus pilaya hai tune,” nashe mein jhumta huwa apne Lund ko dabata huwa bol raha tha thaanedaar.

Main chup chaap padi usko dekh rahi thi. Daaru ki wajah se sir ghoom raha tha. Aankhein baar-baar khul band ho rahi thi.

Usne apna underwear nikala aur uska Lund khooli hawa mein saans lene laga. Uska Lund mere Shyaam ya kahoon mere purane yaron jitna hi lumba tha yani bitte se bada lekin mota pura ghadhe ki tarah tha. Sabse mota mere dekhe huye Lund se. Moosal.

Thaanedaar ghutno ke bul baithkar mere nange sulgate jism ko upar se neeche chatne laga. Uski jeebh ki harkat aur daaru ka nasha meri rahi sahi na-nukar ko bhi band kar diya. Woh apni jeebh se mere galon, gardan, mummo, mera pet, meri choot aur meri janghon ko upar se neeche aur neeche se upar chaat raha tha. Lagta tha ki kai ladkiyon ko isi tarah thane mein chod-chod kar perfect khiladi ban chuka hai. Phir apni jeebh ko meri choot ke paas la kar apne lund ko mere galon per ragadne laga.

“Muhn mein le isko,” Thanedaar garza.

“Kisko?”

“Abe saali nakhre nahi dikha. Le muhn mein mere Lawde ko.” Aur mere muhn mein apne Lund ke supare ko phansa diya.

Mota Lund kaise jaata mere muhn mein.

“Le saali muhn mein. Khabardaar agar tune isko daant gadaya toh..” Thanedaar ne hidayat bhi de di.

Main nashe me apne muhn ko poora kholi aur uska Lund mere andar jaa kar phans gaya. Tabhi Thaanedaar Lund ko andar jaate dekh meri choot ke dane ko maslna shuru kar diya aur apni jeebh se mere choot ke lips ko chatna. Mere jism mein halchal machal gayi. Agar Lund muhn mein nahin hota toh yakeenan meri siskari nikal padti. Ab dono 69 position mein ek dusre ke Lund aur Choot ko choos aur chaat rahe the. 

Tabhi thaanedaar utha aur meri dono tango ko ghutne se modkar meri janghon ko phaila diya aur apna moosal meri Choot ke darwaaje per rakh diya. Mujh mein daaru ke nasha apni puri rawaani per tha aur Lund apni puri jawaani per. Usne apna thook apne Lund ke supare per lagaya aur ek karara jhatka diya.

Serrrrrrr…… Adha Lund andar.

Jor ki cheekh nikli meri. Aise moosal Lund se pehli baar saabka pada tha meri choot ka. Lekin thaanedaar ko isse kya. Usne mere mumme ek hath se aur ek taang ko doosre hath se aur phir ek jordaar jhatka.

Serrrrrrr…… Poora Lund andar.

Meri bolti band ho gayi. Thaanedaar ne ab meri dono tango ko pakad kar dhada-dhada dhakke marne shuru kar diye. In dhakkon ke saath meri siskariyan bhi shuru ho gayi.

“Dheere… dheere… jorse dhakkka na maro… Ahhh… phat jayegi… meri choot…Pyar se chodo… Dekho thoda dheere… tumhara Lund bada moosal hai… Gadhe jaise lund se ghade jaise nahi chodo mujhe… Ufff… Ahhh…” mere muhn se naa jaane kahan se Lund, Choot jaise words niklne lage. Yeh uski jhannatedaar chudai ka hi asar tha. 

“Saali.. Kitne mardo ko kha chuki.. Phir bhi kahti hai dheere. dheere.. Raand. kha mere dhakke.. Aaj se teri choot main hi chodunga roj.. Mera Lund teri choot ka sara kas-bal nikaal dega.. Chudai kya hoti hai ye tujhe mera Lund hi batayega.. Chuda. chudaaa.” Thanedaar jamkar dhakke marte huye meri choot mein apna Lund pelta raha.

Full speed. Jamkar Chudai. Yehi chali 15-20 minute tak. Meri choot is beech apne paani se bharpur gili ho chuki thi. Jisse uske moosal lund ko bhi aaram se le rahi thi aur maza bhi khoob aane laga.

“Hai. hai. kya chod rahe ho thaanedaar.. Khoob jabardust lund hai tera.. Ohh. mera paani nikla.. Nikla.. Niklaaaaa.” yeh kahkar meri choot anpa paani uske lund par barsaaane lagi. Lekin uske dhakke daaru ke nashe mein aur badhte gaye. Meri choot ka paani uske Lund ke nashe ko aur badha diya lagta tha. Lekin mere paani niklne se meri jakadan kamjor ho gayi toh usne apna Lund bahar nikal diya.

Uska Lund aur mota lag raha tha. Mano meri choot ka sara paani uski pichkari mein chala gaya ho thanedar ne khade ho kar mujhe baitha diya aur mere muhn mein apna lund thoons diya. Uske lund se meri choot ki smell aa rahi thi. Lekin mujhe uss samay uske jaisa lund kisi mithai se kam nahi lag raha tha. So maine gupp se apne muhn mein lekar chusna shuru kar diya. 5-7 minute mein usne apna Lund baahar nikaal liya. Toh mujhe laga who ab jhadne wala hai. Lekin main galat saabit huyi. Usne mujhe doggy style mein kar meri choot mein apna Lund peechhe se daal diya aur chodne laga.

Thaanedaar ne 25-30 dhakkon ke apna Lund bahar nikaala aur meri choot mein apni do angooli phansa kar uski saari malai apni angooli mein lappet li aur Lund per chipudne laga. Main kuchh soch paati usse pahle usne apne Lund ko meri gaand ke chhed mein phansa kar ek jor daar jhatka mara. Meri cheekh nikal padi.

Yeh cheekh ab tak ki meri sabse jordaar thi. Meri ankhon se aansoo thamne ko naam hi nahi le rahe the. Main cheekhti huyi usse galian dene lagi, “Aare saale gaandu.. Phaad di meri gaand. aare kyo maari. nikaal
meri gaand se. lund ko nikaal madarchod.. Apni bahan ki gaand mein de aise moosal lund ko.. Apni maa ki gaand mein de apne lund ko.. Nikaal gaandu.. Mar jaoongi main.. Nikaal apne Lawde ko.. Phat gaiiiii..”

Lekin thaanedaar ne mere balon ko kas-kas kar pakdte huye meri gaand marni chalu rakhi. Meri gaand mein bhayankar dard ho raha tha. Usne speed kum ki phir badhai phir kam kar di. Iss tarah mujhe kuchh aaram mila. Halka-halka dard ho raha tha. Lekin Halka-halka maza bhi aa raha tha. Usne speed badhai toh maza bhi badh gaya. Phir usne apne Lund ko bahar nikala aur usi position mein meri choot mein phir se daal diya.

Gaand mein darad toh nahi tha. Sath hi ab choot mein Lund ke jaate hi poore badan mein chudaai ka nasha chhane laga. Tabhi Thaanedaar ne apne dhakko ki full speed karte huye apni pichkari chhodni chalu kar di.Uska favvara dhuch se meri choot ke andar jaa raha tha jisse meri choot bhi jhadne lagi. Dono nidhal ho kar hawalaat ki jameen per let gaye.

Main budbudaai, “Wakai mein tumhara Lund kamaal ka hai. Aaj tak kisi ne bhi mujhe aisa nahi choda.”

Thanedaar ne lete lete hi jawaab diya, “Ab mauka milne per isse jordaar chodunga tujhe. Aaj to hawaalaat tha lekin kabhi bistar per mujhse chudogi na bada hi maza aayega tujhe.”

“Main intezaar karoongi,” Maine uske hothon ko chumte huye kaha.

Thanedaar mere dono mummo ko chumta huwa utha. Mere blouse aur choli ko mere paas phenka aur apne kapde pahanne laga. Main kahraati huyi uthi. Ab daaru ka nasha kam ho chuka tha. Lekin chudaai ki masti chhayi huyi thi. Uthi toh kadam ladkhada rahe the. Gaand pahli baar kisi ne maari thi woh bhi moosal lund se. Chalne ke liye dono tango ko thoda chauda karna pad raha tha jise dekhkar thaanedaar hansne laga. Mere kapde pahnte hi usne police station ka gate khol diya. Mujhe hawaalat mein hi neend aa gayi.

Subah Shyaam ki awaj sunkar meri aankhein khuli. Shyaam ne mujhe uthe huye dekh kar kaha, “Daro nahi. Ab kuchh taklif nahi hogi. Woh Rangeela ne jaanbhujhkar mera naam liya tha. Lekin Asli kaatil khud Rangeela hi tha. Police ne usko pakad liya hai. Ab ghar chalo.”

Thaanedaar mujhe dekhkar muskra raha tha. Main mann hi mann soch rahi thi ki haan ab takleef nahi hogi per kise. Thaanedaar ke moosal Lund ko yaa meri rasili choot ko…