Gada Electronics ka godown shaam ke gehre andhere mein poori tarah dooba hua tha. Bahar se sadak ki halki-halki awaazein aa rahi thi. Kabhi-kabhi gaadiyon ke horn, door se logon ki baatein.
Lekin andar ek poora sannata chhaya hua tha. Andhera itna ghana tha ki sirf ek chhoti si bulb ki timtimati roshni se kuch-kuch nazar aa raha tha. Bade-bade dabbe oonche-oonche stack mein lage hue the, jaise koi bhoolbhulaiya ka silsila.
Unke beech sankri-sankri galiyan bani hui thi. Jahan chalna bhi mushkil tha. Hawa mein electronics ke parts ki halki si boo aati thi. Plastic aur metal ki mili-juli khushboo, jo garmi se aur bhi teevr ho gayi thi.
Jethalal akela tha aaj godown mein. Nattu kaka aur Bagha donon jaldi ghar chale gaye the. Nattu kaka ko apni patni ke saath kuch kaam tha, aur Bagha ko apni Sundar se milne ki jaldi. Jethalal ko inventory check karna tha, jo ek lambi aur thakaane wali process thi.
Garmi se woh paseena-paseena ho raha tha. Usne apni shirt ke button khol rakhe the, lekin fir bhi paseena uske chehre se tapak raha tha. Usne socha, “Aaj to yeh kaam khatam kar hi loon, warna kal Champak chacha poochhenge.”
Lekin dil mein ek ajnabi si bechaini thi, jaise kuch hone wala ho. Tabhi godown ka darwaza halke se khula. Ek halki si hawa andar aayi, aur saath mein ek meethi, masoom si awaaz: “Jetha uncle… aap yahan ho?”
Jethalal ne mudkar dekha. Wahan khadi thi Sonu – Bhide ki laadli beti. College ki uniform mein: safed shirt jo uske shareer par bilkul fit baithi thi. Neeli skirt jo ghutnon tak aati thi, baal ponytail mein bandhe hue the.
Chehre par woh hamesha wali sharmati si smile thi, jo uski aankhon mein chamak paida karti thi. Uske haathon mein ek chhota sa bag tha, aur woh thodi si nervous lag rahi thi. Jethalal ka dil zara dhadka.
Bhide uska number one dushman tha – society mein hamesha ladai-jhagda, ek-doosre ko neecha dikhana. Aur ab uski beti yahan akeli, itni shaam ko? Lekin Sonu to hamesha se itni seedhi-saadi, achhi ladki thi. Woh Tapu sena ki member thi, hamesha madad karne wali.
“Haan beta Sonu, kya hua? Itni shaam ko yahan akeli? Tera papa jaanta hai?” Jethalal ne poochha, apni awaaz ko normal rakhne ki koshish karte hue.
Sonu ne aankhein neeche karke, sharmate hue kaha, “Papa ne bola tha na… radio ka ek purana part chahiye. Ghar ka transistor kharab ho gaya hai. Bas woh lene aayi hun uncle. Mummy bhi ghar par wait kar rahi hai.”
Jethalal ne socha, “Bhide ne part maanga tha? Mujhe yaad nahi. Lekin Sonu jhooth nahi bolegi.” Usne muskurakar kaha, “Acha beta, theek hai. Aao andar aao. Part oopar wale shelf par hai. Main nikaalta hun.”
Sonu andar aayi, darwaza dheere se band karte hue. Jaise hi darwaza band hua, andhera aur gehra ho gaya. Sirf woh chhoti bulb ki roshni thi, jo unke chehron par halki si chamak daal rahi thi.
Godown ki hawa ab aur bhi garam lag rahi thi. Jethalal ne seedhi lagayi aur oopar chadhne laga. Sonu neeche khadi thi, seedhi ko pakadkar madad kar rahi thi. Uske haath seedhi par the, aur Jethalal ki nazar baar-baar us par pad rahi thi.
“Uncle, woh wala… haan woh transistor wala part. Papa ne bataya tha, red color ka chhota sa box.”
Jethalal ne shelf par haath maara, part dhoondha. Oopar se usne dekha, Sonu ki shirt ka oopri button khula hua tha – garmi ki wajah se shayad. Uske andar gulabi bra ki jhalak dikhi, aur uske shareer ki golaiyan halki si nazar aayi.
Jethalal ki saans ruk gayi. “Ye kya dekh raha hun main? Ye to Bhide ki beti hai, Tapu ki dost. Galat hai ye.” Lekin uska mann nahi maana. Woh part lekar neeche utarne laga, aur utarte waqt Sonu ke bilkul kareeb se guzra.
Uske shareer ki khushboo – halki phoolon wali, jaise lavender ki – uske naak mein ghus gayi. Usne mehsoos kiya uska dil tezi se dhadak raha tha. Sonu ne notice kiya uski nazar.
Uske gaal laal ho gaye, aur saansein thodi tez ho gayi. “Jetha uncle… aap theek ho na? Aapka chehra laal kyun hai?”
Jethalal ne part uske haath mein diya. Jaise hi unke haath chhue, dono thithak gaye. Woh sparsh jaise bijli ka jhatka tha – garam, tez, aur ajnabi. Sonu ki aankhein Jethalal ki aankhon mein atki rahi.
Andhere mein dono ki saansein tez ho rahi thi, jaise koi tufaan aane wala ho.
“Sonu… tum bahut badi ho gayi ho beta,” Jethalal ki awaaz bhari ho gayi, jaise usmein koi gehra ehsaas ho.
Sonu ne sharmate hue, aankhein neeche karke kaha, “Jetha uncle… aap hamesha mujhe chhoti samajhte ho. Lekin main ab college mein hun. 19 saal ki ho gayi hun. Main samajhti hun sab kuch.”
Woh ruk gayi, uske gaal aur laal ho gaye, jaise sharm se jal rahe hon. Jethalal ka control dheere-dheere tootne laga. Woh jaanta tha ye galat tha – paap tha. Sonu Bhide ki beti thi, uske bete Tapu ki bachpan ki dost. Society mein kya hoga agar kisiko pata chala?
Lekin godown ka andhera, woh sannata, Sonu ki khushboo, uska naram shareer – sab kuch use paagal bana raha tha. Usne dheere se Sonu ka haath pakda, aur khud ki taraf kheencha. Uske haath garam the, aur Sonu ne virodh nahi kiya.
“Sonu beta… ye galat hai… hum nahi kar sakte ye. Tera papa… meri family…” Jethalal ne kaha, lekin uski awaaz mein conviction nahi tha.
Sonu ne aankhein band kar li, aur dheere se kaha, “Jetha uncle… mujhe pata hai ye galat hai. Lekin main… bahut time se aapko dekhti hun. Aapki woh smile, aapki madad karne ki adat. Main bhi… chahti hun ye. Please, uncle… sirf ek baar.”
Bas itna kaafi tha Jethalal ke liye. Usne Sonu ko dabbon ke peeche le jaaya, jahan andhera aur gehra tha. Wahan ek deewar thi, aur usne Sonu ko usse sata diya. Uske haath Sonu ki kamar par gaye, aur usne dheere se use dabaya. Sonu ki saans tezi se chalne lagi.
Jethalal ne apne honth Sonu ke honthon par rakh diye. Pehle naram kiss – sirf chhoona, mehsoos karna. Sonu ke honth mulayam the, meethi, jaise phal. Fir kiss wild ho gayi. Jethalal ne uske honthon ko choosa, kaata, aur Sonu ne bhi jawab diya. Usne apne haath Jethalal ki gardan par daale, aur use kheench liya.
“Aah… Jetha uncle…” Sonu ki siskari nikli, jaise dard aur sukh ka mila-jula ehsaas.
Jethalal ka haath Sonu ki shirt ke andar ghus gaya. Usne bra ke oopar se uske choochiyon ko chhua. Woh garam the, naram, aur bilkul perfect. Usne unhe masalna shuru kiya, dheere-dheere zor se. Sonu ki saansein ukhad rahi thi, uska shareer kaamp raha tha.
“Jetha uncle… dhire… please… ye pehli baar hai mera… mujhe darr lag raha hai.”
Jethalal ne kaha, “Daro mat beta… main hun na. Koi nahi aayega yahan. Aaj sirf tum aur main… ye hamara secret rahega.”
Usne Sonu ki shirt ke button khol diye, ek-ek karke. Shirt khul gayi, aur gulabi bra nazar aayi. Jethalal ne bra ko oopar uthaya, aur uske nipples ko muh mein le liya. Woh unhe choosne laga, kaatne laga.
Sonu ki siskariyan badh gayi. “Oh god… Jetha uncle… itna achha lag raha hai… aur… aur karo.”
Sonu ke haath Jethalal ki shirt mein gaye, usne uski chaati ko chhua, uske paseene se bheegi skin ko mehsoos kiya. Woh uske nipples ko ragadne lagi, aur Jethalal ko aur excite kar diya. Ab dono ke shareer ek-doosre se chipke hue the, paseena mila-jula, saansein tezi se chal rahi thi.
Jethalal ne Sonu ki skirt oopar uthayi. Uske paanv kaamp rahe the. Usne panty ko chhua – woh geeli ho chuki thi, garam aur sticky. Usne ungli se ragda, aur Sonu kaamp gayi. “Aah… Jetha uncle… please… andar daalo.”
Jethalal ne dheere se panty side ki, aur ungli andar daali. Sonu ki chut tight thi, geeli aur garam. Woh ungli hilane laga, andar-bahar, aur Sonu ki aankhein band ho gayi. Usne apna sar Jethalal ke kandhe par rakh diya, aur siskariyan lene lagi. “Jetha uncle… ye… ye sukh… main nahi janti thi itna achha hota hai.”
Jethalal ka lund ab poori tarah khada ho gaya tha, pant mein tanav paida kar raha tha. Usne apna pant khola, aur lund bahar nikala. Woh mota tha, lamba, garam aur sakht. Sonu ne darte-darte dekha, fir haath se chhua. “Jetha uncle… itna bada… ye andar jayega kaise?”
Jethalal ne muskurakar kaha, “Chinta mat kar beta… main dheere se karunga. Tu bas relax kar.”
Usne Sonu ko ghumaya, deewar ki taraf muh karke. Sonu ke haath deewar par the, aur Jethalal peeche se uski kamar pakadkar khada tha. Usne lund ko Sonu ki chut par ragda, geeli skin par slide karte hue. Sonu kaamp rahi thi, excitement aur darr se. “Jetha uncle… dhire… please… pehli baar hai mera.”
Jethalal ne dheere se andar dhakela. Sirf tip andar gaya, aur Sonu cheekhi, “Aaaah… dard ho raha hai… ruk jao uncle.”
Lekin Jethalal ruk nahi saka. Woh taboo desire ab poora jal raha tha uske andar. Usne thoda zor lagaya, aur aadha lund andar chala gaya. Sonu ki chut tight thi, jaise usne use choos liya ho. Sonu ki aankhon se aansu aa gaye, lekin usne kaha, “Theek hai uncle… aur andar… main sah loongi.”
Jethalal ne poora lund andar daal diya. Ek zor ka dhakka, aur Sonu ki cheekh godown mein goonj gayi. “Aaaah… Jetha uncle… faad diya aapne mujhe.” Lekin bahar koi sunne wala nahi tha. Ab shuru hua woh wild chodna. Jethalal ke mote lund ka har dhakka Sonu ki tight chut mein gehra ja raha tha. Chap-chap-chap ki geeli awaazein godown mein goonj rahi thi. Sonu ki siskariyan, “Aah… Jetha uncle… aur zor se… please… mat rukna.”
Jethalal ne uske baal pakad liye, peeche kheenchkar, aur zor-zor ke dhakke maarne laga. Dabbe hil rahe the, jaise earthquake aa gaya ho. Paseena dono ke shareeron par beh raha tha, mila-jula. Sonu ki chut ab poori geeli ho gayi thi, lund ko asani se le rahi thi.
“Sonu… tu Bhide ki beti hai… lekin aaj tu sirf meri hai… meri randi… samjhi?”
Sonu ne karahate hue, saans phoolte hue kaha, “Haan Jetha uncle… main aapki hun… hamesha… papa ko kabhi pata nahi chalega… ye hamara secret… aur zor se chodo mujhe… faad do is chut ko.”
Jethalal excited ho gaya uski baaton se. Usne speed badha di, har dhakka aur gehra, aur tez. Sonu ka shareer hil raha tha, uske choochiyan hil rahi thi. Usne ek haath aage badhakar uske choochiyon ko masalna shuru kiya, nipples ko pinch karte hue.
Sonu ab orgasm ke kareeb thi – uski saansein bahut tez, shareer tight ho raha tha.
“Oh uncle… main… main aa rahi hun… aah…” Sonu cheekhi, aur uska shareer kaamp gaya. Uski chut ne lund ko zor se dabaya, aur woh jhad gayi. Garam paani uski chut se behne laga, Jethalal ke lund par.
Jethalal ne aur zor lagaya. Uske balls tight ho gaye, aur woh bhi jhadne wala tha. “Sonu… main bhi… aa raha hun… andar hi chhod doon?”
Sonu ne haan mein sar hila diya, “Haan uncle… andar hi… mujhe mehsoos karna hai aapka garam maal.”
Jethalal ne aakhri zor ke dhakke maare, aur Sonu ki chut mein poora maal chhod diya. Garam veerya andar bhara, aur kuch bahar beh gaya, Sonu ki jaanghon par.
Dono kaamp rahe the, saansein tezi se chal rahi thi. Jethalal ne Sonu ko peeche se hug kiya, uske kaanon mein kaha, “Sonu beta… ye… ye zindagi ka sabse achha pal tha.”
Thodi der baad dono sambhale. Sonu ne apne kapde theek kiye, shirt button band kiye, skirt neeche ki. Usne Jethalal ko dheere se kiss kiya, honthon par. “Jetha uncle… ye hamara secret rahega na? Phir kabhi… jab mauka mile… godown mein… ya kahin aur?”
Jethalal ne muskurakar, uske gaal par haath rakhte hue kaha, “Haan Sonu beta… jab bhi mauka milega… sirf tum aur main. Ab jao, der ho rahi hai. Part le lo.”
Sonu ne part liya, sharmate hue muskurayi, aur bahar nikli. Darwaza band hua, aur godown fir sannate mein doob gaya. Jethalal wahin baitha raha, sochta hua – ye kya kar diya maine? Lekin dil mein ek ajnabi sukh tha, jo use chain nahi de raha tha.
Agli subah Jethalal ghar par tha, lekin uska mann godown mein atak gaya tha. Champak chacha breakfast kar rahe the, Daya bhaabi khana bana rahi thi, Tapu college ke liye ready ho raha tha. Lekin Jethalal ka dhyan kahin aur tha.
Usne raat bhar Sonu ke baare mein socha tha – uski smile, uski khushboo, uska shareer. “Ye galat hai Jetha, tu baap hai, society ka member hai. Bhide tera dushman hai, agar pata chala to barbaad ho jayega.”
Lekin fir bhi, woh ehsaas use paagal bana raha tha. Usne socha, “Sonu ne bhi to kaha tha, woh bhi chahti thi. Woh ab badi ho gayi hai, apne faisle khud le sakti hai.”
Din bhar shop par kaam karte hue, Jethalal bechain raha. Nattu kaka poochhte rahe, “Bhai, aaj aap thake hue lag rahe ho?” Lekin Jethalal ne baat taal di.
Shaam ko jab godown band karne gaya, to usne dekha Sonu ka message phone par – “Uncle, kal ka din yaad aa raha hai. Aaj mil sakte hain? Papa ghar par nahi hain.”
Jethalal ka dil dhadak gaya. Usne reply kiya, “Beta, godown mein aa jao. Main wait karunga.”
Shaam fir wohi andhera. Godown ka darwaza khula, aur Sonu aayi – iss baar casual clothes mein: tight jeans aur white top, jo uske curves ko highlight kar raha tha.
Usne Jethalal ko dekhte hi hug kiya, tightly. “Jetha uncle… main raat bhar so nahi payi. Aapki yaad aati rahi.”
Jethalal ne darwaza band kiya, aur use kiss kiya. Iss baar kiss aur passionate thi – tongue mila kar, honthon ko choos kar. Dono ke haath ek-doosre ke shareer par ghoom rahe the. Jethalal ne Sonu ko uthaya, aur ek bade dabbe par baitha diya.
Usne uski top utari, bra kholi, aur uske choochiyon ko muh mein le liya. Sonu ki siskariyan shuru ho gayi, “Aah uncle… bite karo… zor se chooso.”
Jethalal ne unhe kaata, nipples ko twist kiya, aur Sonu ka shareer arch ho gaya. Usne jeans kholi, panty utari, aur Sonu ki chut ko chaatna shuru kiya. Tongue se lick karte hue, andar daalte hue.
Sonu paagal ho gayi, uske haath Jethalal ke baalon mein the, kheench rahi thi. “Oh god… Jetha uncle… ye… ye heaven hai… mat rukna… main jhadne wali hun.”
Sonu jhad gayi, uska ras Jethalal ke muh par. Phir Jethalal ne apna lund nikala, aur Sonu ne use muh mein liya. Pehli baar blowjob – dheere-dheere, tongue se lick karte hue. Jethalal moan kar raha tha, “Sonu beta… tu expert hai… aur andar lo.”
Phir dono ne position change ki – Sonu neeche let gayi, dabbon par. Jethalal upar, missionary style mein. Lund andar daala, aur dheere-dheere speed badhayi. Har dhakka mein Sonu ki expressions – aankhein band, muh khula, siskariyan. “Uncle… love you… chodo mujhe… hamesha ke liye.”
Intimacy badhti gayi – kisses, hugs, whispers. “Sonu, tu meri jaan hai.” “Uncle, aap mere sab kuch ho.”
Ye silsila chalta raha, har din naya adventure. Kabhi godown mein, kabhi car mein, kabhi society ke peeche. Har baar more expressions, more intimacy – internal conflicts, lekin desire jeet jata.
Ek din Bhide ko shak hua. Usne Sonu se poochha, “Beta, tu itni late kyun aati hai?” Sonu ne jhooth bola, lekin tension badhi. Jethalal ne socha, “Ab rukna chahiye.” Lekin Sonu ne kaha, “Nahi uncle, main aapke bina nahi reh sakti.”
Story aise hi expand hoti rahi, details se bhari – sensations, emotions, dialogues. Har scene mein more build-up, as foreplay extended, multiple orgasms, different positions: doggy, cowgirl, 69 position.
Sonu ki feelings: “Uncle, aap mujhe special feel karwate ho. Papa strict hain, lekin aap caring.”
Jethalal ki guilt: “Ye paap hai, lekin sukh itna hai ki ruk nahi sakta.”
Climax mein ek close call – Bhide godown aata hai, lekin woh bach jaate hain.
End mein, woh decide karte hain secret rakhne ka, lekin continue karne ka.