Broken Promises

Neha ki chudai ki kahani

Meri girlfriend Neha ke saath sex karna ek aisi cheez hai jiske baare mein main sochta hoon jab bhi main akela hota hoon. Aaj raat bhi wahi ho raha tha. Main apne kamre mein leta hua tha, ceiling fan ki slow speed se hawa aa rahi thi, aur mere phone ki screen par Neha ki tasveer thi. Usne kal raat bheji thi, ek simple selfie, lekin uski aankhon mein woh shararat thi jo sirf main samajh sakta hoon.

Hum dono college ke second year mein hain. Neha Delhi se hai, main Lucknow se. Hum ek common friend ke birthday party mein mile the, aur us raat ke baad se hum ek doosre ke bina nahi reh sakte. Do saal ho gaye hain, lekin jab bhi usse milta hoon, mere haath kaanpte hain jaise pehli baar mil raha ho.

Aaj humne plan banaya tha. Uske ghar mein koi nahi tha. Uske mummy-papa uske nani ke ghar gaye the, aur uska chhota bhai hostel mein tha. Matlab, poora ghar sirf hum dono ke liye tha.

Main auto se utra, uski gali ke mod par. Dhoop tez thi, lekin phir bhi thandak mehsoos ho rahi thi, kyunki andar kya hone wala tha, yeh main jaanta tha. Neha ne darwaza khola. Usne ek simple kurti pehni thi, neeli rang ki, aur uske baal khule the. Bina makeup ke bhi woh itni sundar lag rahi thi ki mera dil zor se dhadakne laga.

"Andar aa jao, jaldi," usne kaha, aur mere haath ko pakad kar andar kheench liya.

Andar aate hi usne darwaza band kiya aur seedha mere gale lag gayi. Uske badan ki khushbu, nariyal tel aur halki si perfume, mere dimaag mein chha gayi. Maine uske baalon mein apne haath daale aur uske maathe ko chuma. Woh muskuraayi.

"Kitna wait karaya tumne," usne kaha.

"Traffic tha," maine kaha. "Aur waise bhi, achhi cheezein wait karne layak hoti hain."

Usne meri baat par halki si hansi aur phir mere hothon par apne hothon rakh diye. Pehla kiss hamesha thoda nervous hota hai, lekin doosre kiss mein woh jhijhak khatam ho jaati hai. Uske hoth soft the, jaise ghee mein bhige hue. Maine uske lower lip ko halke se kaata, aur woh halki si karh gayi.

Hum wahan khade khade kiss kar rahe the, kitchen ke paas, jahan se pressure cooker ki seeti ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Neha ne pehle hi kuch banaya tha, rajma chawal, kyunki usse pata tha ki mujhe bhookh lagti hai. Lekin us waqt mujhe khane ki bhookh nahi thi. Mujhe uski bhookh thi.

"Chalo andar," usne kaha, meri shirt ka collar pakad kar.

Uske kamre mein gaye. Uska kamra hamesha saaf rehta hai. Deewar par uske family ki photos, study table par kitaabein, aur bed par ek pink bedsheet. Usne darwaza band kiya aur phir apni kurti ke buttons kholne lagi. Main usse dekhta raha. Ek, do, teen. Uska bra dikh raha tha, safed rang ka, aur uske boobs usme kaise bandhe hue the, yeh dekh kar mera lund kapde mein hi khada ho gaya.

"Tum bhi kholo," usne kaha.

Maine apni shirt utaar di. Woh mere seene par apna haath phiraane lagi. Uske ungliyan thandi thi, lekin unka touch garam tha. Maine uske kamar par haath rakha aur usse apne paas kheench liya. Hum bed par gir gaye. Woh mere upar aa gayi. Uske baal mere chehre par gir rahe the, aur uski saans meri gardan par lag rahi thi.

"Mujhe tumhari yaad aa rahi thi," usne kaha, mere kaan mein.

"Kitna?"

"Bahut zyada. Raat ko jab soti hoon, tumhara khayal aata hai. Aur phir main apne aap ko chhoo leti hoon."

Yeh sunkar mera dimaag ghoom gaya. Maine uski kamar par apne haath neeche kiye aur uske pyjama ke nade khol diye. Usne apni kurti poori utaar di. Ab woh sirf bra aur panty mein thi. Uska pet smooth tha, aur uski navel ke neeche ek chhota sa til tha. Maine us til ko chuma.

Woh halke se hili. "Aaram se," usne kaha.

Maine uski bra ka hook khola. Uske boobs bahar aaye. Bhare hue, gol, aur unke nipples gulaabi. Maine ek nipple ko apne muh mein liya aur halke se chusne laga. Woh apni gardan peeche kar gayi aur halki si karhne lagi.

"Ahh... aise hi karo," usne kaha.

Maine doosre nipple par bhi wahi kiya. Uske haath mere baalon mein the, aur woh mere sar ko apne seene se chipka rahi thi. Main uske boobs ko dabaa raha tha, unhe chus raha tha, aur woh halke se karh rahi thi. Uske nipples sakht ho gaye the.

Phir main neeche gaya. Uski panty utaari. Uske baal wahan kaale aur ghane the. Maine apni ungli uski choot par phiraayi. Woh geeli thi. Ekdum geeli.

"Tum ready ho," maine kaha.

"Tumhare liye hamesha ready hoon," usne kaha.

Maine apni jeans aur underwear utaare. Mera lund bahar aaya, sakht aur khada. Neha ne usse dekha aur apni jeebh se apne hothon ko geela kiya. Phir usne apna haath badhaya aur mere lund ko pakad liya. Uske haath ki grip tight thi. Usne upar neeche kiya, ek do baar.

"Chodo mujhe," usne kaha.

Maine usse bed par litaya. Woh apni taangein faila kar let gayi. Main uske upar aaya. Mera lund uski choot ke muh par tha. Maine halke se push kiya. Woh andar chala gaya. Neha ne aankhein band kar li aur apne hoth bheench liye.

"Ahh... dheere," usne kaha.

Main ruk gaya. Uske andar garam tha, tight tha. Maine uske chehre ko dekha. Woh dard aur khushi ke beech mein thi. Maine halke se andar bahar hona shuru kiya. Pehle dheere, phir thoda tez. Woh meri kamar par apne haath rakh kar mujhe guide kar rahi thi.

"Aise hi... aur andar," usne kaha.

Maine apni speed badhaayi. Bed halke se hil rahi thi. Uske boobs mere har thrust ke saath hilti thi. Maine uski taangein apne kandhon par rakhi aur aur andar jaane laga. Woh karhne lagi, meri peeth par apne naakhun gaadne lagi.

"Ahh... ahh... ohhh," uski awaaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi.

Maine uske hothon ko chuma taaki awaaz kam ho. Woh mere hothon mein karh rahi thi. Main uski choot mein andar bahar ho raha tha, aur har baar woh aur geeli ho rahi thi. Uske andar ki deewarein mere lund ko kas kar pakad rahi thi.

"Mujhe aane wala hai," maine kaha.

"Ruko... saath mein," usne kaha.

Maine apni speed aur badhaayi. Do teen aur thrust ke baad woh apni kamar uchhaal kar chikh padi. Uska pura badan kaanp gaya. Main bhi uske andar hi chhod diya. Garam paani uske andar bhar gaya. Hum dono thak ke let gaye.

Kuch der tak hum kuch nahi bole. Sirf saans le rahe the. Uska sar mere seene par tha. Maine uske baalon ko sehlaaya.

"Yeh pehli baar nahi tha," maine kaha. "Lekin har baar pehli baar jaisa lagta hai."

Usne apna sar uthaya aur mujhe dekha. Uski aankhon mein woh shararat wapas aa gayi thi.

"Agli baar main tumhe chodungi," usne kaha.

Main hassa. "Kabhi bhi."

Lekin uske chehre par ek alag si baat thi. Jaise woh kuch kehna chahti thi lekin keh nahi rahi thi. Maine poocha, "Kya hua?"

Usne apna sar jhuka liya. "Kuch nahi. Bas... mummy ka phone aaya tha. Woh log aaj raat wapas aa rahe hain."

Mera dil zor se dhadka. "Matlab?"

"Matlab tumhe abhi jaana padega. Jaldi."

Main bed se utha aur apne kapde pehenne laga. Neha bhi uthi aur usne apni kurti pehni. Uske chehre par ek tension thi. Main samajh gaya. Agar uske ghar walon ne mujhe yahan dekha, toh bahut bada scene ho jaata.

"Kal milte hain?" maine poocha.

"Pata nahi," usne kaha. "Papa ka mood aaj kal theek nahi hai. Woh mujhse kuch chhupa rahe hain."

Maine uske haath ko pakda. "Kuch bhi ho, main hoon na."

Usne mujhe dekha. Uski aankhein bheegi thi. "Tum nahi samjhoge."

Main kuch keh hi nahi paaya ki bahar se gaadi ki awaaz aayi. Neha ki aankhein badi ho gayi.

"Bhago," usne kaha. "Peeche ke darwaze se jao. Jaldi!"

Main peeche ke darwaze ki taraf bhaga. Darwaza khola aur bahar nikla. Peeche se Neha ki mummy ki awaaz aa rahi thi, "Neha, kahan ho?"

Main gali ke mod par pahuncha aur ruk gaya. Saans phool rahi thi. Maine peeche dekha. Neha ke ghar ki khidki se roshni aa rahi thi. Lekin us kamre mein ab woh nahi thi. Woh apne ghar walon ke saamne ek aurat ban chuki thi.

Mere phone par message aaya. Neha ka tha.

"Sorry. Kal milte hain. Tumse baat karni hai. Zaroori hai."

Maine message padha aur socha, kya zaroori baat hai? Uske papa kya chhupa rahe hain? Aur woh peeche ke darwaze se kyun bhej rahi thi, jabki hum dono jaante the ki uske ghar walon ka aana aaj hi tay hua tha?

Kuch toh galat tha. Aur main jaanta tha ki kal jab hum milenge, toh sab kuch badal chuka hoga.