Rohan ek sadharan 19 saal ka ladka hai. Woh apne bina dilchaspi wali zindagi se ekdum bore ho chuka tha. Woh apne middle-class parents ke saath ek chote se 2 BHK apartment mein rehta tha.
College assignments aur roz ki bhag-dod ki suffocating routine mein phasa hua. Uska ek hi escape tha, internet ki duniya mein basa porn ka mahal. Wahan taboo fantasies uski reach se thoda door naach kar rahi thi.
Tabhi, uski life mein Supriya aayi. Supriya unki nayi naukrani thi. Ek 45 saal ki vidhwa jinki aankhein tej aur aakarshit thi. Uski ek aisi figure thi jo unki age ki lage hi na.
Jis waqt se usne unke ghar mein enter kiya, Rohan ne uski taraf ek tej prabhav feel kiya. Jis tarah se uski saree uski hips se chipki hui thi. Uski chaal ka confident sway, uski aawaaj ka mithaas jab woh baat karti thi. Rohan ke liye ye ignore karna impossible tha.
Pehle, unke interactions harmless the. Woh use ek teasing smile ke saath chai serve karti thi, uski fingers kuch second zyada linger karti thi. Woh kuch uthaane ke liye jhukti thi, yeh sure karti thi ki use uska cleavage dikhe.
Rohan blush karta aur ldusri aur mud jata tha, lekin uski body Supriya ko chahti thi. Woh raat ko jagta rehta, sochta rehta karta tha ki uske haath Supriya par hain. Uski awaaj uske kaan mein gandi baate keh rahi hai.
Ek shaam, jab uske mata aur pita ek family wedding mein bahar gaye the, Supriya ne apna chance laga liya. Rohan sofa par faila pada tha, TV dekh raha tha. Supriya uske bagal mein baithi, jarurat se bhi jyada najdik baith gayi.
Uski thighs uske against dab rahi thi, naram aur garam. Rohan ki saase tej ho gayi aur rooh kaapne lagi.
“Bore ho raha hai na, beta?” Supriya ne Rohan se pucha, uski awaaj mein masti ki leher thi.
“Ha, Supriya bai.” Rohan ne hichkichate jawab diya.
Supriya ki fingers ne Rohan ki knee par touch kiya. “Teri umar ke ladke ko bedroom mein bohot kuchh sikhna hota hai. Chal, apni Supriya bai ko Supriya baby bana de!”
Rohan kuchh react kar pata, uske pehle Supriya ka haath uski thigh par tha. Uske lund ko just touch karne wala tha. Rohan kaafi shy feel kar raha tha. Rohan ko Supriya ko dhakka maar lena chaiye tha aur waha se bhaag jana chahiye tha. Lekin usne nahi kiya.
Jab Supriya ke lips Rohan ke lips to touch hue, toh woh sab permission thi jiski use jarurat thi. Dono andar kamre mein chale gaye. Ek dusre ke kapde faade, haath ek dusre ke bodies ko feel kar rahi thi.
Ek aise pleasure mein doob chuka tha woh jaha woh pehle kabhi nahi gaya. Jaisa jaisa Supriya ne bataya, Rohan ne waisa kiya aur apni naukrani ko apni virginity de di. Dono ek dusre ko enjoy kar rahe the.
Supriya bhi kafi saalo ke baad ek mard ke saath sex kar rahi thi. Toh usne apni saari garmi Rohan ke saath nikaal di. Puri shaam dono sex karte rahe, aur raat ko Rohan ke parent ke aane ke pehle sab khatam kar diya.
Us din ke baad, waapas jaane ka koi sawaal hi nahi tha. Har chance jo unhe mila, unhone apne secret affair mein aur chemistry bhar di. Supriya demanding thi, use Rohan ko control karna pasand tha, use beg karvana pasand tha.
Usne Rohan ke haath ko silk scarves se tie kiya, use spank kiya jab tak uski skin burn nahi hui, aur uske kaan mein gandi galiya bhi dene lagi. Rohan, jisne aisa bold aur raw aurat ko nahi jana tha, ne apne aap ko completely Supriya ke liye kar diya tha.
Lekin sach ko kabhi na kabhi saamne aana hi tha. Ek dopeher, jab dono ek dusre ki aag mein busy the, sex kar rahe the, kisi ne front door ko open hote hue suna.
“BHENCHOD, KYA RANDIPANA HAI YEH?!
Rohan chauk sa gaya, uski maa ki gusse wali cheekh sun kar. Supriya, ne toh panic hi nahi kiya. Slowly, woh Rohan se dur ho gayi, apni saree ko jaldi se adjust kiya.
Rohan ki maa, Aarti, darwaaze mein gusse aur shock se khadi thi, chehra khulla ka khulla reh gaya tha.
Aarti bolti hai, “Supriya, teri himmmat kaise hui?”.
Supriya khadi hui, apne chehre par smile de kar boli. “Bhabhi, suniye meri baat…”
“Main kya sunu? Tu ne mere maasoom bete ko chod diya hai.”
Rohan sharm ke maare apni maa ko bhi nahi dekh paya. Usne socha ki shayad Supriya maafi mangegi, pair padegi. Lekin usne waisa kuch nahi kiya.
“Bhabhi, Main aapka gussa samaj sakti hoon. Main bhi ek maa hoon,” usne apne tej aawaaj mein kaha. “Lekin aap jara sochiye, Rohan ab ek mard ban chuka hai. Uske bhi kuch jarurate hai.”
Aarti thodi bhadak gayi. Supriya Aarti ke paas gayi. “Aur really, kya aap chahte ho ki woh kisi bhi airi gairi chalu ladki ke saath sex kare. Aaj kal ke ladke pata nahi kaha kaha mu maarte hai. Woh toh achha hua, main aa gayi aur usse sahi rah par le gayi, usse kidhar muh marne se roka aur apne aap ko Rohan ke liye kurbaan kiya. Mujhe Rohan ka khayal rakhna aata hai bhabhi…”
Aarti ka muh khula ka khula hi reh gaya, thodi der baad band hua. Rohan ab bhi apni maa ki aakho mein nahi dekh pa raha tha.
Supriya ne apna fayda bataya. “Kya aap chahte ho Rohan kisi randikhane mein jaaye, Kya aap Rohan ko khush nahi dekhna chahte?”
Pure ghar mein sannate chha gaya. Aarti ne fir thodi der baad haami bhari.
“Fine. Rohan beta, tu chod Supriya ko. Achhe se sex seekh le”
Rohan ke bhi hosh udd gaye. Uski maa kamre se bahar ja rahi thi tabhi woh mud kar boli “Protection use karna, condom hai na? Ruko abhi deti hoon.”
Aarti turant Supriya ko ek packet condom de deti hai aur usse kamra band karne ko kehti hai. Aur uske saath, woh nikal jati hai.
Supriya ki fingers Rohan ki arm ke around possessively curl hui, Rohan ki heartbeat ab bhi tej thi. Supriya ki jeet hui.
Us din se, unka haraam ka rishta ek silent agreement ban gaya. Ek aisa agreement jo Rohan ko pleasure, lust, aur dangerously close to love mein drown kar raha tha.
Aur Supriya? Uske paas exactly woh tha jo woh chahti thi, ek young ladke, Rohan par uska absolute control.