Laal Haweli - sex novel - bharpoor chudai ki kahani

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Laal Haweli - sex novel - bharpoor chudai ki kahani

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adult story, choot story, desi sex story, hindi chudaye ki kahani, hindi sex story, indian sex storyGaon ke kache raste par safed rang ki verna car dheere-dheere gaddo ko paar karte huve aage badh rahi thi. Gaadi mein peechhli seat par kamya baithi thi, saadi ke jode mein saji huyi. Bahut sunder lag rahi thi, itni sunder ki ek pal ko use dekh kar sadhu sanyasi ka bhi man phisal jaaye. Saath hi uska pati sanjay thakur baitha tha. Koyi bhi unhe dekh kar yahi kah sakta tha ki hoor ke saath ye languor kyon baitha hai. Sanjay thakur na kewal languor tha kamya ke aage balki us se umar mein bhi bahut bada tha. Kamya sirf 21 saal ki thi aur sanjay thakur pure 55 saal ka.

Bahut koshis ki thi kamya ne khud ko is shaadi se bachane ki, yaha tak ki vo ghar se bhaag bhi gayi thi. Magar kudarat ko kuchh aur hi manjoor tha. Uska bapu to jaise paison ke laalach mein andha ho gaya tha. Pure 20 lakh rupaye diye the sanjay thakur ne kamya ke bapu ko ye shaadi karvane ke liye. Usne jara bhi nahi socha ki vo galat kar raha hai apni beti ke saath. Paisa sach mein insaan ko paagal bana deta hai.

“kya soch rahi hai kamya. Chinta mat kar tujhe rani bana kar rakhunga main,” sanjay ne kamya ke haath par haath rakhte huve kaha.

Kamya ne apna haath kheench liya uske haath ke neeche se. uske sharir mein ajeeb se dar ki lahar daud rahi thi. Vo jaanti thi ki uska ye budda pati haweli pahunchte hi us par tut padega. Abhi ek ghante pahle hi sadak par car rukva di thi usne aur uske karib aakar uske kaano mein bola tha, “chal jhadiyon mein moot lete hain aur thoda mauj masti bhi kar lenge, ruka hi nahi ja raha.

“p-par aapka driver?”

“driver ko maar goli, ye saala mera naukar hai, is se kya darna.”

Shukar hai driver car rok kar baahar khada tha, varna use sab sun jaata. Kamya ka haath pakad kar sanjay thakur ne use car se baahar kheench liya.

“sambhu car ke paas hi rahna. Hum abhi aate hain,” sanjay thakur ne kaha.

Kamya ko lekar vo jhadiyon mein ghus gaya. Jhadiyon mein ghuste hi usne jakad liya kamya ko apni baahon mein.

“ye aap kya kar rahe hain?” kamya ne kaha.

“vahi jo ek pati patni ke saath karta hai. Dekh mujhse ruka nahi ja raha. Ek baar yahi neepta lete hain kaam. Baaki haweli ja kar to puri tassalli se karenge.”

“aap paagal ho kya…chhodiye mujhe…” kamya ne jor ka dhakka mara sanjay thakur ko aur bhaag kar vaapis car mein aakar baith gayi. Uski saanse tej thi.

Driver use ajeeb nazro se dekh raha tha. Shayad vo samajh chuka tha ki kya maajra hai. Par kyonki vo haweli ka naukar tha vo aise khada raha car ke paas jaise ki use kuchh pata hi na ho.

Sanjay thakur kuchh der baad apne kapde jhaadta huva jhadiyon se nikal raha tha.

Car mein baithte hi vo dheere se bola, “dubara aisa mat karna varna aisi saja milegi tumhe ki tum soch bhi nahi sakti.”

Kamya ka to rom-rom kaamp gaya ye sun kar. Tab se vo sahmi huyi baithi thi car mein. Baar baar yahi dar sata raha tha use ki ab kya kuchh hoga uske saath laal haweli mein.
Jab car laal haweli ke saamne ruki to kamya dekhti hi rah gayi. Bahut badi haweli thi ye. Uski ummeed se kahi jyada badi.

“chalo kamya aaj se tum is haweli ki rani ho,” sanjay thakur bolte huve car se bahar aa gaya.

Laal haweli ke baahar ek lamba chauda aadmi khada tha. Aisa lagta tha jaise ki koyi pahlalvan ho. Uske haath mein ek lambi laathi thi.

“ye hai jaggu. Sham se lekar raat tak gate ki rakhwali karta hai ye. Din mein iska bhai baggu rahta hai gate par. Dono bhai bahut khaas hai mere liye.”

Jaggu ne aage badh kar sanjay thakur ke paanv chhuve aur phir jab vo kamya ke paanv chhune laga to vo peechhe hat gayi.

“aadat daal lo is sab ki. Log itni ijjat karte hain hamari ki hamare paanv ko haath lagakar khud ko dhanya mahsus karte hain. Aaj se laal haweli ke sabhi naukar, chaahe vo mard ho ya aurat sabhi tumhare paanv chhuvenge. Aao ander chalein,” sanjay thakur ne kaha. Phir chalte huve ruk gaya aur jaggu ki taraf mud kar bola, “rajbir aur sukhbir hai kya ander?”

“ji thakur sahib. Vo ander hi hain,” jaggu ne kaha.
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“mere chhote bhai hai dono. Hum teen bhai ek saath yahi rahte hain. Aao ander chalein.”

Kamya ka matha thanka ye sun kar. Jab vo dono uske chhote bhai hain to shaadi mein kyon nahi aaye. Vo puchhna chaahti thi ye sawal magar puchh nahi payi.

Kamya jaise hi laal haweli ke bade gate se ander daakhil huyi to uski aankhe phati rah gayi. Bahut hi aalishan haweli thi yah. Haweli charo taraf se badi deewar se gheeri thi. Deewar dekhte hi vo saham uthi. Aisa laga use ek pal ko ki ab jabki vo laal haweli mein ander aa gayi hai ab iske baahar jaana namumkin hai.

“aao hum apne kamre mein chalte hain.” Sanjay thakur ne kaha.

“kya hum aapke chhote bhaiyon se nahi milenge?” kamya ne kaha.

“vo dono khus nahi hain is shadi se. dono saale yahi chaahte hain ki main bina vaarish ke mar jaaun aur ye puri haweli aur gaaon ki jamin unke hisse aa jaaye. Tumhe mujhe jald se jald ek vaarish dena hoga. Aur hum aaj se hi is kaam mein lag jaayenge.”

Kamya ka to gala such gaya. Kya kahe kya na kahe kuchh samajh nahi aaya.

Sanjay thakur, kamya ko apne kamre mein le aaya. Kamra bilkul saja huva tha. Bistar par gulab ki pankhudiya beekhri padi thi. Kamya soch bhi nahi sakti thi ki vo is bistar par is budde pati ke saath soyegi. Kaise soyegi vo uske saath. Aur kya vo use sone bhi deha. Hey bhagvaan kya hoga kamya ka…?

“Vo washroom hai udhar,” sanjay thakur ne haath ke ishaare se kaha. “thak gayi hoga thoda fresh ho lo. Naha lo man ho to. Kyonki ab puri raat jaagna hai tumhe mere saath.

Kamya ko bahut der se washroom ki talash thi-bahut der se thame baithi thi pesab ko. Vo turant ghus gayi washroom mein. Jab vo baahar aayi to dekha ki sanjay thakur kurta payjama pahne baitha hai bistar par. Yakinan vo besabri se usi ka intezaar kar raha tha.

“maine khana yahi mangva liya hai kamre mein. Pahle khana khaate hain aur phir apne kaam mein lag jayenge,” sanjay thakur ne kaha.

Kamya ke tan badan mein siharan si daud gayi ye sun kar. Vo washroom ke darvaje par hi khadi rahi, jaise ki koyi murti ho.

“kya huva…aao mere paas aao. Aaj sharmane ka nahi had se gujar jaane ka din hai. Aao jab tak khana aata hai tab tak main tumhare santre choos leta hun.”

“j-ji santre?” kamya ne kaha. Vo samajh hi nahi payi thi sanjay thakur ki double meaning baat.

“haan santre…jo tumne apni chhati par uga rakhe hain.”

Kamya ne apne kadam peechhe hataye, vaapis washroom ki taraf. Vo soch bhi nahi pa rahi thi ki vo kaise apni chhati nangi karegi is budde tharki ke aage. Kya vo washroom mein chhup jaaye aur ander se kundi laga le.

Khayal aate hi vo vaapis washroom mein ghus gayi aur ander se kundi laga li. Uska dil jor-jor se dhadak raha tha.

Thak-thak-thak

Sanjay thakur ne washroom ka darwaja peetna suru kar diya.

“ye kya kar rahi ho kamya. Baahar aao jaldi. Main itne pyar se pesh aa raha hun aur tum itni badtamizi kar rahi ho. Jaldi kholo darvaja?”

“main nahi kholungi darvaja.”

“kamya…dekho mujhe majboor mat karo. Main ye darvaja taud dunga.”

“taud do par main baahar nahi aaungi.”

Sanjay thakur darvaja peet-peet kar thak gaya magar kamya ne darvaja nahi khola. Vo darvaje ke sahare khadi rahi. Usne thaan rakhi thi ki vo kuchh bhi karegi magar thakur ko apne nazdik nahi aane degi.

Ek ghanta ghanta beet gaya. Pheer do…phir teen…phir char. Raat ka ek baj gaya. Kamya ke pet mein chuhe daud rahe the. Magar vo baahar nahi nikalna chaahti thi.

budda sho gaya hoga kha pee kar. Mujhe bhi kuchh kha lena chaahiye, kamya ne socha aur dheere se darvaja khola washroom ka.

Kamre mein kharato ki awaaj gunj rahi thi. Budda vaakayi shoya huva tha. Kamina uske santre choosna chaahta tha. Uske santre kya uske liye bane hain…kutta kamina…

Kamya ne charo taraf nazar daudayi. Sofe ke saamne padi table par khana pada tha. Uske muh mein pani aa gaya. Vo dheere-dheere table ki taraf badhi.

Ek badi si thaali thi table par jis par ki ek dusri badi thali dhaki huyi thi. Usne dheere se thali hatayi ek taraf. Khane ki itni variety dekh kar uska dil khus ho gaya…puri…chhole…mix veg…baingan bharta…rice…

Khana thanda ho chuka tha magar phir bhi vo bahut swadist lag raha tha. Khane mein itni magan ho gayi kamya ki use pata hi nahi chala kab sanjay thakur uth kar uske paas aakar khada ho gaya.
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“mujhe pata tha tu khana khane jaroor aayegi. Hai na swadist khana. Garam-garam khaati to aur achha lagta. Tu kyon chhup gayi thi washroom mein. Aise koyi stata hai kya apne pati ko.”

“main nahi chaahti ki aap mere…vo…”

“tero santre choosun…yahi na?”

Kamya ka chehra sharam se laal ho gaya. Usne haan mein gardan hila di.

“to theek hai. Nahi choosunga tere santre. Itni si baat ke liye washroom mein chhupne ki kya jaroorat thi.”

“m-main dar gayi thi.”

“are pagli main kya tere santre kha jaata jo dar gayi thi. Main to sirf choosna chaahta tha. Agar tum nahi choosvana chaahti to rahne do…koyi baat nahi.”

Kamya ne sanjay thakur ki aankho mein dekha. Aisa lag raha tha jaise ki vo sach kah raha ho. Vo achanak itna narm kaise ho gaya uske saath. Kahi koyi gadbad to nahi.

“akele-akele khaogi…apne pati ko nahi puchhogi…” sanjay thakur ne kaha.

“aapne nahi khaya khana?”

“nahi…tumhare bina khane ko man hi nahi huva.”

“ye jhuta pyar mat deekhao mujhe…main sab jaanti hun ki aapne mujhe mere bapu se 20 lakh rupaye mein kharida hai.”

“kharida nahi hai…tujhse shadi ki hai maine. Ek tarah se vo dahej tha.”

“dahej?”

“is umar mein mujh budde se kon shaadi karta. Isliye ye dahej dena pada. Aur tu mujhe itni pasand aa gayi thi ki main tere liye kuchh bhi kimat dene ko taiyar tha. Main to 50 lakh soch raha tha. Magar tere bapu ne bahut kam maanga mujhse. Main jhat se raji ho gaya.”

“itna paisa hai aapke paas?”

“haan bhagvaan ne bahut diya hai. Bas aage-peechhe koyi nahi hai jise ye sab de jaaun. Mere baad ye sab tumhara hoga.”

“mera hoga ?”

“haan…tum jeendagi bhar aiso araam mein jeeyogi. Ab bolo…kya ye tumhare phayde ki shaadi nahi hai.”

“mujhe barbaad karke mere phayde ki baat soch rahe hain aap. Aapko mujhse vo kabhi nahi milega jo aap mujhse chaahte hain. Mere saath jabardasti ki aapne to main apni jaan de dungi.”

“ab tum meri biwi ho. Kab tak ye sharir bacha kar rakhogi mujhse. Ek na ek din to hamein ek hona hi hai.”

“vo din kabhi nahi aayega.”

Sanjay thakur ne haath pakad liya kamya ka aur bola, “chal jyada nakhre mat kar. Apni suhagraat hai aaj.”

Kamya ne haath chhudane ki koshis ki magar sanjay thakur ki pakad bahut majbut thi.

“chhod mera haath buddhe…”

“tamiz nahi hai tujhe apne pati se baat karne ki…”

“buddhe ko buddha nahi bolungi to kya jawan bolungi. Chhod de mera haath varna main cheellaungi.”

Sanjay thakur ne turant haath chhod diya. “tu ye achha nahi kar rahi.”

“aapne bada achha kiya hai mere saath jo mujhse achhe ki ummeed karte ho. Itni umar hai tumhari. Itni to samajh honi chaahiye ki jaisi karni vaisi bharni.”

Sanjay thakur ka chehra gusse se laal ho gaya. Uski aankho mein khun utar aaya. Aisa lag raha tha jaise ki vo use jaan se maar dega. Kamya ke tan badan mein dar ki lahar daud gayi.

“pata nahi kyon maine khud ko thaam rakha hai varna teri juban kheench leta.” Sanjay thakur ne kaha aur kamre ka darvaja khol kar baahar nikal gaya.

Uske baahar jaate hi kamya ne bhaag kar darvaja band kar liya. Ye achha huva ki budda baahar nikal gaya ab main araam se sho sakti hun, usne socha.

Vo bistar ki taraf badh rahi thi ki tabhi use jor ki cheekh sunayi di. Cheekh itni jor ki thi ki uska ang-ang kaamp utha.

Thak-thak-thak

“kamya darvaja kholo jaldi…” sanjay thakur cheella raha tha.

Ek pal vo dil par haath rakhe khadi rahi. Magar phir ye soch kar ki shayad kuchh anhoni huyi hai haweli mein vo darvaje ki taraf badhi aur darvaja khol diya.

“darvaja kyon band kiya?” sanjay thakur bola aur kamya ko ek taraf dakailte huve bed ke paas rakhi table ki taraf badha. Uska lock khol kar usne pistol nikaal li aur phir vaapis baahar ki taraf bhaaga.

Uske jaane ke baad usne darte-darte baahar jhaank kar dekha. Kuchh duri par ek aurat khadi subak rahi thi.

Kamya charo taraf dekhte huve uski taraf badhi.

“kya huva…kya tum hi cheekhi thi abhi.”

“j-ji madam,” vo boli aur uske paanv ko chhune ke liye jhuk hi rahi thi ki kamya ne use rok diya.

“kya huva…kuchh batao to sahi.”

“madam aapke bathroom ki khidki kholne ki koshis kar raha tha koyi abhi…mujhe dekhte hi vo mujhe maarne dauda meri taraf. Uske haath mein bada chaku tha.”

“kon tha vo?”
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A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.

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