Shaadi Ki Pehli Raat: Dulhe dulhan ki gehri baatein

**Shaadi Ki Pehli Raat: Dulhe dulhan ki gehri baatein**

Haveli ke darwaze par ghante baj rahe the. Shaadi ki rasmein khatam hui hui thin, aur ab waqt aagya tha **Suhaag Raat** ka. Mera Pati, Vikram, mujhe bedroom ki taraf le gaye. Uski aankhon mein bhauk nazar aa rahi thi. Main ek laal color ki heavy lehenga mein thi, jisme mujhe bahut heavy feel ho raha tha. Meri saansein tez chal rahi thin. Humare room mein halka sa gulaab ki khushboo aur itne viyaar ki bheegi mitti ki khushboo thi.

Vikram ne darwaza andar se lock kiya. Wo mere paas aaya, aur mujhe dheere se apni baahon mein le liya. “Taj, tum lag rahi ho ekdum malai,” usne bola.
Maine sharamati hui awaaz mein kaha, “Sirf malai nahi, Vikram, isme kuch mirchi aur bhi hai.”

Vikram ne meri lehenga ka pallu gira diya, aur meri gardan par kiss kiya. Uski baatein meethi thi, par haathon mein taqat thi. Usne meri kamar ko pakada, mujhe apni taraf kheench liya. “Aaj ki raat tujhe nahi chodunga, Taj,” usne kaha. “Main tujhe apna banaunga, tujhe apni biwi bana ke rahunga. Tujhe yad dilaunga ki tu kis hukumat ki raani hai.”

Maine uski aankhon mein dekha, aur ek halki si naughty smile di. “Bana toh le, par iske liye tumhe pehle kuch haqdaar banta hoga, mere Raja.”

Usne meri choli ke hook khol diye, mere boobs ko saaf dekhne laga. “Kya maal hai yaar,” usne kaha. “Teri behen ko dekh kar lund khada ho jata hai, par tujhe dekh kar toh haath hi lagaane ka man karta hai.”
Maine uska haath hata kar apni chut par rakh diya. “Haath lagane ka man hai, toh sahi jagah lagao. Yahan toh aag laga rahi hai.”

Vikram ne meri lehenga utaar di, main ab sirf innerwear mein thi. Usne apna haath meri chut par rakh kar sahlane laga. “Geeli hai, saali raand. Itni bhi pyaas hai tujhe?”
“Pyaas toh hai, par ise bujhaane ka haq sirf tere paas hai,” maine kaha, uski aankhon mein dekhte hue. “Lekin darr bhi lag raha hai, Vikram. Tera lund bahut bada hai, kahi faad na de mujhe.”

Vikram ne has kar kaha, “Faad dega toh kya? Teri choot toh isi liye bani hai. Dar mat, tujhe swarg ki sairata karunga.”

Wo mujhe bed par lita diya, aur meri taangein phaila kar mere beech aa gaya. Usne apna haath mere chehra par rakh diya, “Taj, aaj teri aankhon ke saamne mera lund tujhe chodega.”
Maine uski aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha, “Haan, chod Mujhe, Vikram. Chod apni dulhan ko. Lekin yaad rakhna, main e

k dum randi hoon, naa ke biwi. Aaj tujhe mere sharton pe chodna hai.”
“Haan, haan, bhaag chod, bhaag,” Vikram ne kaha.
“Zor se, saale, zor se! Hai daant…”
Vikram ne kaha, “Bhaag, bhaag, chod, chod, chod, chod, chod.”
“Bhosdi wale, kya dhakka maara!” maine chillayi.
“Le saale, le, le, le,” Vikram ne kaha.
“Bhenchod, teri choot mein jaan atki hai,” usne kaha.
“Kutte kamine, main jhadne wali hoon,” maine kaha.
“Jhad, saali, jhad,” Vikram ne kaha.
“Teri maa ki choot, kya hota hai!” maine siskari li.
“Haan, saali randi, le mera paani,” Vikram ne kaha.
“Tera baap chor ke gaya tha, mujhe chod ke gaya,” maine kaha.
“Chup kar randi, lele maza,” Vikram ne kaha.
“Chod mujhe, madarchod, chod tujhse chudwane hi aayi hu,” maine zor se chillayi.
“Bahut dard ho raha hai, bhadwe, thoda aram se,” maine
“Aaram se? Aaj tujhe aram nahi milega, saali,” Vikram ne kaha. “Aaj teri choot ka bhosda banaunga.”
“Phad de saale, phad de, par thoda aram se koi na, dard ho raha hai,” maine
“Chup kar, lele pura lund,” Vikram ne kaha. “Aaj tujhe apni dulhan bana ke rahunga.”

Wo zor se dhakke maar raha tha. Meri taangein uski kamar par lapak rahi thin. Main uski peeth par nakhun bhaabha rahi thi. “Aaaah… aaah… mar daale… behenchod… kya chodta hai tu… faad dega kya…” maine siskariyan le rahi thi.
“Aaj tujhe main apni biwi bana ke rahunga,” Vikram ne kaha. “Tu meri hai, meri randi, meri dulhan.”
“Haan, main teri hoon, saale… lele maza… aur zor se karo… ” maine kaha.
“Kya maal hai tu, Taj,” Vikram ne kaha. “Roz tujhe chodne ka man karega.”
“Roz chodna, madarchod, roz chodna,” maine kaha. “Tere bin main mar jaungi.”
“Aaj teri aisi ki taisi,” Vikram ne kaha.
“Chod mujhe, chod, chod, chod,” maine cheekhti rahi.
“Teri maa ki choot, kya chudai hai ye,” maine
“Haan, teri maa ki choot hi toh chod raha hoon,” Vikram ne kaha.
“Aur zor se, aur zor se, kutte kamine,” maine
“Le, le, le,” Vikram ne kaha.
“Aaah… aaah… aaah… main jhadne wali hoon,” maine
“Jhad, saali, jhad, mera maal bhi nikalne wala hai,” Vikram ne kaha. “Kahan nikalu?”
“Andar hi, saale, andar hi nikal de,” maine kaha. “Bhar de meri choot ko apne pani se.”
“Le mera paani, saali,” Vikram ne kaha.
“Maar daale,” maine kaha.
“Lele, saali, lele,” Vikram ne kaha.

Hum dono ek saath jhad gaye. Vikram ne mere honthon par apne honthon rakh diye aur mujhe zor se choosne laga. Hum dono saans lete hue baithe rahe. Thodi der baad Vikram ne kaha, “Kaisa laga?”
Maine kaha, “Mast, Vikram. Mast tha.”

“Ab tu meri biwi hai,” Vikram ne kaha.
“Haan, teri hi randi rahungi,” maine kaha.
“Randi rahungi, par biwi bhi,” Vikram ne kaha.
“Haan, biwi bhi,” maine kaha.
“Accha, ab so ja,” Vikram n
isayi hai.”
“Haan, main ja rahi hoon,” maine kaha.
“Good night, meri jaan,” Vikram
“Good night, mere Pati
,” maine kaha.

Finaly Hum dono  thak kar so gaye .,……. ufffffff