Mera naam Arjun hai. Main 25 saal ka hoon aur ek photographer hoon, Mumbai mein rehta hoon. Meri ek cousin sister hai, jiska naam Anjali hai. Hum bachpan se saath mein padhe aur khelte hain. Par jab hum bade huye, toh apni apni zindagi mein busy ho gaye. Anjali ki umar 23 saal hai aur wo dikhne mein ekdum pari si lagti hai. Gori rang, lambi baal, aur aankhein jisme ek ajeeb si gehraai hai. Uska figure 34-26-36 ka hai, jo uski slim body par ekdum perfect lagta hai.
Ek baar Diwali ki chuttiyon mein hum dono ne Manali jaane ka plan banaya. Anjali ne college se chutti le li aur main bhi apne kaam se chhuti le kar chala gaya. Humne ek cottage book kiya jo jhadon ke beech tha. Wahan ka mausam ekdum mast tha. Thandi hawa, pahadon se chalne wali sardi, aur aas paas ka shanti.
Hum pahunche toh shaam ho chuki thi. Cottage ka malik ne hume welcome kiya aur chala gaya. Hum apne room mein fresh ho rahe the. Main bathroom mein naha kar bahar aaya toh dekha ki Anjali khidki ke paas khadi hui, baahar ka nazara dekh rahi hai. Usne light pink colour ka woolen top pehna hua tha aur black jeans. Uske baal khule huye the, hawa unhe behka rahi thi. Uska side profile dekh kar mera dil dhadakne laga. Wo ekdum shanti se lag rahi thi, par uski shanti mein ek ajeeb si aag thi.
Maine uske paas jaakar kaha, “Kya baat hai Anjali? Khyalon mein kho gayi ho?”
Anjali ne mudkar dekha aur muskuraayi. “Nahi Arjun, bas yeh mausam hi kuch aisa hai ki insaan ko apne aap se hi mila deta hai.”
Maine uske paas jaakar khidki ke kinaare khada ho gaya. “Kya mila tumhein aapko?”
Usne meri taraf dekhte hue kaha, “Wohi jo tum khoj rahe ho.”
Maine chup chap dekha. Uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi. Maine dheere se apna haath uske haath par rakh diya. Usne haath nahi hataya. Maine dheere se uski ungliyan apni ungliyon mein badi. Uski saans tezi se chalne lagi.
“Anjali,” maine dheere se kaha, “main tumhe bachpan se jaanta hoon, par aaj lagta hai jaise main tumhe pehli baar dekh raha hoon.”
Usne halki si muskuraahat di aur kaha, “Shayad aaj pehli baar tumne dekha hai, Arjun.”
Hum dono ek doosre ki aankhon mein kho gaye. Maine uski kamar mein haath daal kar use apni taraf kheench liya. Uska gora badan meri chest se chipak gaya. Maine dheere se uski gardan par kiss kiya. Usne apni aankhein band kar li aur siskari bhar gayi.
“Arjun… yeh galat hai,” usne dheere se kaha.
“Galat toh woh hai jisme pyaar na ho, Anjali. Hum dono akel hain, is shahar mein, is mausam mein… aur hum dono ek doosre se chahte hain,” maine kaha aur uski honthon par apne honth rakh diye.
Pehle toh wo thodi dar rahi, par phir dheere dheere wo bhi mera saath dene lagi. Hum kiwi ki tarah ek dusre ko choos rahe thay. Mera haath uski kamar par ghoom raha tha aur maine dheere se uska top utarna shuru kiya. Usne mujhe nahi roka.
Jab maine uska top utara toh wo sirf black color ki lace bra mein thi. Uski gori chamdi par kaali lace kitni achhi lag rahi thi. Maine uski bra ke upar se hi uske chuchiyan choosna shuru kiya.
“Ummm… Arjun… zor se daba…,” usne siskari bharti hui kahi.
Maine dheere se unki bra ka hook khol kar utar diya. Uske nipples ekdum gulabi aur kadak thay. Maine unhe apni jeebh se chatna shuru kiya aur unhe halke se daant se kat liya.
“Haai… pagal ho gaye ho kya? Dard ho raha hai,” Bhabhi ne kaha par wo apna sar mere baalon mein phad rahi thi.
Maine uski jeans ka button khol kar uski taangein chaudi ki. Uski chut par thode kale baal thay. Maine apni ungli uski chut mein daal di.
“Geeli ho gayi hai kya?” maine kaha.
“Tere liye hi geeli hai… pagal kar raha hai… meri pyaas bujha de…,” usne kaha.
Thodi der baad maine usko bed par lita diya aur missionary position mein chodna shuru kiya. “Ouch… dard ho raha hai…,” usne kaha.
“Aaram se hoga Anjali, maza bhi aayega,” maine kaha.
Thodi der baad wo bhi maza lene lagi. “Haan Arjun… chod mujhe… zor se… faad de meri chut… aaj teri randi hoon main… chod de apni cousin sister ko…,” usne zor se chillaya.
“Le jaaneman… le… mera lund… teri chut ki pyaas bujha de…,” maine kaha aur zor zor se dhakke lagane laga.
Humne poore 30 minute tak chudai ki. Anjali 2 baar jhad gayi. Maine bhi apna maal nikalne laga toh Anjali ne kaha, “Andar hi chhod de Arjun, main tere bachche ki maan ban sakti hoon.”
Maine apna saara maal uske andar chhod diya. Hum dono thak kar bed par lete gaye.
Thodi der baad Anjali ne mujhe apni baahon mein liya aur kaha, “Arjun, aaj tune meri zindagi ka asli maza diya. Ab jab bhi tumhe pyaas lage, mujhe bulana. Main hamesha tere liye ready hoon.”
Maine uski chutad par haath phera aur kaha, “Hamesha ayegi meri jaan.”
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