Kumar Apartment : Season 2 – Part 80.2 (Badalne waali hai Swati Ke Raahe)

Narrated by Swati

Main hairaan rah gayi papa aise kaise bol gaye uncle ke hote hue. Tabhi uncle bole: Ha-ha-ha, haan, aise kamzor na samjho hum uncle logo ko, ki do glass piya nahi aur ludak gaye.

Main: Hmmm, aap logo ka to theek hai par main bore maarungi na.

Uncle: Are woh kyu? Khel rahi hona tum bhi.

Main: Aap log to aise khel rahe hai jaise ki cricket ka khel ho jaldi se jeette haarte bhi nahi. Aur mujhe nahi lag rahi ki main ab iss khel mein jeetne wali hun.

Papa: Ha-ha-ha! To aisa karo tum biriyani banane ke liye pyaaz mirchi wagayra sab taiyaar kardo.

Main papa ke kandhe par hath maarti hui boli: Oho! Aap log yaha taash khelo, daaru piyo, maze karo aur main khana banaun, huh! Aapke sapne mein!

Papa: Ha-ha-ha! Theek hai theek hai, to tum batao kya kare?

Main: Koi aur khel nahi jo jaldi khatam ho aur mazedaar ho?

Uncle: 3 patti khele kya?

Main: Usme kya hota hai.

Aur fir uncle mujhe 3 patti khelne ke niyam batane lage. Kuch 5-minute hue jab papa apni glass khatm kiye bole: Achcha ek kaam karo tum ise batao khel ke niyam. Main jakar ek aur bottle le aata hun.

Ye sunte hi uncle ke chehre par ek muskaan aa gayi aur main samajh rahi thi ki woh kyu. Unhe ab mere sath thoda waqt jo milne wala tha.

Papa uthe aur apne kamre ko gaye. Uuncle papa ko dikhane aur sunaane ke liye aur bhi dhyaan se mujhe khel sikhane lage. Papa kamre se nikle aur fir mere paas aakar bole: Beta tumhe kuch chahiye?

Main hasti hui boli: Ha-ha-ha, haan 4 bottle vodka le lijiye!

Papa mere kaan ko pakad bole: Woh nahi badmaash kuch aur chahiye kya poocha!

Main: Aaa. mazaak kar rahi thi papa! 2 can x-y-z drink le lijiyega.

Papa: Chalo theek hai main aata hun.

Papa ghar se nikle aur darwaaza band kar chal pade. Kuch palo ke bad uncle bole: Waah ab jakar gaya tera baap.

Main gusse wali shakal banati hui boli: Hmmm kya?

Uncle: Are matlab tumhare papa, ha-ha-ha!

Main: Hmmm waise aapne jhoot kyu bola papa se?

Uncle: Kya?

Main: Ki aapne aunty se kaha aaj late honge aap.

Uncle uthkar mere paas aakar baith bole: Kyu ki main soch raha hun ki aaj main yahi time kaatu tumhare sath.

Main: Woh nahi ho payega, papa ke rahete bilkul nahi.

Uncle meri jangh par hath rakh bole: Kyu woh kya tumhare sath akele maza karne ki soch raha hai?

Ye sunn main hairaan rah gayi. Ek pall mein samajh gayi ki woh mere aur papa ki saari baat sun liye the. Fir bhi main anjaan hoti hui boli: Kya kya bol rahe hai aap?

Uncle: Sab sunn liya tha maine mujhe bhagakar poori raat maza karne ka irada hai baap beti ka hmmm!

Aur fir unhe dekh boli: To kya chahte hai aap?

Uncle apne hath ko meri dress ke neeche se andar le gaye aur main unhe rok na paayi. Woh apna haath meri choot ke upar ke halke baalo par sahlate hue bole: Wahi jo tumhare papa tumhare sath karne ki baat kar rahe the.

Main: Par papa…

Uncle: Woh tum tension matlo tumhare papa ko main sambhaal lunga.

Main: Waise unhe in sabke bare mein pata chala to woh ye bottle se aapka sar phod denge.

Uncle sahlate hue apni ungliya meri choot ke upar le jaane lage aur bole: Ha-ha-ha! Aisa kuch nahi hoga. Bas tum rasta khol do apne taraf se baaki main dekh lunga.

Main: Par kaise?

Uncle apni ungliya meri choot par ragad kar bole: Rasta kholo to sahi pahle.

Main samajh gayi. Aur kyu ki unki ungliyo se mujhe bhi maza aa rahi thi to main dheere se apni janghe kholdi. Woh apni ungliyo se ab meri choot ki honto ko sahlate hue bole: Aise hi Swati bas aise hi tum raasta khula rakhna baaki sab main dekh lunga.

Ye kahkar woh apni ek ungli meri geeli hoti choot mein dheere se dhakelne lage. Meri choot khulti hui unki ungli ko apne andar lene lagi. Mere chehre se ghabrahat hat gayi aur honto par masti bhari halki muskaan aane lagi.

Uncle: Maza aa raha haina?

Woh agle 2–3-minute meri choot mein apni ek ungli dheere-dheere andar-bahar ghusate nikalte rahe. Main maze leti hui sofe par peet tika kar baith gayi. Fir woh apni ungli bahar nikale aur mujhe dikhate hue ungli chaat kar bole: Mmm, daaru ke sath sabse badhiya chakhna hai ye.

Main unki baat par muskura gayi aur boli: To fir ungli se kyu le rahe hai?

Main ek hath se apni dress uthayi aur dusre hath ki ungli se choot par ishara kar boli: Yahi se chakh lijiyena.

Uncle daant dikhate hue hasne lage aur bole: Ye hui na baat.

Woh meri tango ke beech floor par apne ghutno par baith meri jangho ko pakad phailaye. Fir meri aankho mein aankhe daal apne muh ko meri choot ke paas le gaye. Main unhe dekhti rahi aur woh meri aankho mein dekh meri choot ke dane ko jeeb ki nok se tatolne lage.

Masti ki lahar mere choot se meri paaw ki ungliyo ke kone-kone tak daud gayi. Main halki siskar marti hui apni janghe aur faila gayi. Uncle samajh gaye ki mujhe kaafi maza aane lag gayi hai. Woh apni jeeb meri choot ki dono taraf ki honto par daudane lage.

Mere neeche ki honto se apne hont milakar meri choot ko choomte hue mujhe woh madhosh karne lage. Kuch hi palo mein unki jeeb meri choot ke andar apni raah banane lagi. Main apni ek hath neeche le gayi aur ungliyo se apni choot ke honto ko unke liye failakar dene lagi.

Woh apne jeeb ko jitna andar le ja sakte the le kar chaatne lage. Choot se masti nami bankar unke liye nikalne lagi. Woh meri aankho mein dekh use chaat-chaat kar mere kaam rass ka swaad lete gaye.

Kuch der uncle aise hi karne ke baad meri jangho ko neeche se pakde aur upar uthane lage. Woh choot ko chaatte hue aur neeche jana chahte the aur main unki madat karne ke liye apni janghe upar uthati gayi.

Woh dheere-dheere apni jeeb ki nok se rekha kheechte hue meri choot se neeche meri gand ki ched par pahunch gaye. Main masti mein choor hoti hui unhe apna sab kuch dene ko vivash ho gayi.

Main unhe chidane ke liye boli: Aap sachme kitne gande ho uncle.

Uncle apna muh hata liye aur bole: Offo aise mat bolo na.

Main: Ha-ha-ha kyu? Aapko sharm aa rahi hai?

Tabhi ghar ke bahar kuch halchal sunaayi dene lagi aur main jhat se unhe door karti hui wapas theek se baith gayi aur boli: Papa aa rahe hai shayad uthiye!

Uncle uth khade hue aur hadbadate hue wapas apni jagah ja baithe. Bas 2 pal hi hue ke darwaaza khula aur papa andar aane lage. Main chain ki saans li ki baal-baal bach gaye.

Papa andar aate hue bole: Chalo jaldi ho gaya, aur sham hoti to time lagta counter par.

Fir papa mujhe dekh bole: Tumhare maathe par itna paseena kyu hai? Ha-ha-ha, teen patti seekh ke haalat kharab ho gayi kya?

Uncle: Ha-ha-ha haan uske dimag mein theek se ja hi nahi raha thi.

Main: Nahi nahi aisa kuch nahi main samajh gayi.

Papa jhole mein se bottle table par rakhe aur meri batayi energy drink mujhe dekar bole: Lo tumhara.

Main use lekar boli: Ye hui na baat ab aap logo ke beech main pyasi nahi rahungi.

Papa aur uncle dono mujhe dekhne lage, aur fir papa bole: Ek kaam karte haina. Khana bana lete hai, uske baad baaki ki sham shuru karte hai. Warna mujhe peene ke baad zyada kaam karna pasand nahi.

Main: Hmm theek hai. Waise biriyani to aap hi banayenge na?

Papa: Haan tum pyaz wagayra sab kaat do beta.

Main apni drink table par rakh uth khadi hui aur kitchen ko jaati hui boli: Ok papa aap uncle ke sath baitho main tab tak sab kar dungi.

Papa uth kar apne room ko gaye aur main kitchen ko. Kitchen ko aati hui apni choot aur gand mein ragadti geelepan ko mehsoos kar main palat kar uncle ko dekhi. Woh bhi mujhe dekh rahe the to maine aankh maardi aur kitchen ke andar chali gayi.

Main jald hi apne kaam mein lag gayi jab papa apne room se nikal aaye. Woh ab shirt aur lungi pehne hue the, unhe dekh uncle bole: Are waah, tum to madrasi ban gaye, ha-ha-ha!

Papa unke bagal wale sofe par baith kitchen ke taraf mujhe dekh bole: Ha-ha-ha! Isme zyada raahat milti hai.

Uncle samajh gaye papa kya kahna chahte hai. Par papa nahi jaante the ki ab uncle ko hamare bare mein sab pata hai.

Uncle bole: Haan woh to sahi kaha ek dam khula khula sa.

Papa: Ha-ha-ha! Haan, waise tumhe bhi chahiye kya? Hai mere paas.

Uncle ek bar mujhe dekhe aur fir papa se bole: Haan kyu nahi, waise bhi shayad aaj der ho jaye yaha.

Papa uncle ko lekar apne kamre chale gaye. Main khadi sochne lagi ki ab kya, mere papa aur uncle dono hi lungi mein bindaas mere samne. Ye to khatre ki baat thi mere liye. Lekin isi baat se meri choot mein uttejna ki gudgudahat bhi ho rahi thi.

Kuch der baad papa aur uncle bahar aaye. Main kitchen se dekhne lagi to uncle mujhe dekh Sharmate hue lungi pehan kar aa rahe the. Papa aur uncle wapas apne jagah baith gaye aur taash khelne ke sath yaha waha ki baate karne lage.

Kareeb aadhe ghante baad main apna kaam khatm ki aur papa ko awaaz lagayi: Papa hogaya!

Papa uthkar mere paas aagaye aur bole: Chawal bhi dho dhena na, uske baad baaki sab main kar lunga.

Main mudi aur neeche ke shelf se chawal nikalne ke liye jhuki. To papa mere peeche aakar khade ho gaye aur meri dress uthakar meri nangi gand par hath rakh sahlane lage.

Main jhuki awastha mein hi mudkar deemi awaaz mein boli: Papa, uncle!

Papa peeche dekhe aur bole: Nahi waha se use nahi dikh raha.

Main: Uff abhi nahi papa unhe dikh gaya to?

Papa meri baat na sune aur apni ungli chaat kar geela kiye. Aur wapas meri jangho ke beech se meri choot ko peeche se geelepan ke sath sahlane lage. Mujhe maza to kafi aa rahi thi par seene mein ek ghabrahat bhi thi.

Par papa bindaas daant dikhakar muskurate hue meri choot ko sahla rahe the. Kuch der baad woh hate aur apni ungliyo se meri choot ka swaad chakhte hue bole: Jaldi se use pilakar sula deta hun.

Main: Haan par khana bhi bana dete hai, khakar araam se so jayenge. Fir main aur aap…

Main ye kahti hui chawal nikal kar dhone lagi aur papa apne kaam mein lag gaye. Kuch hi der baad main chawal dhokar khatam ki aur boli: Hogaya papa ab?

Papa: Ab tum jakar baitho. Nahi to woh yaha aa jayega.

Main muskurati hui papa ke gand par hath maar kar waha se nikali aur wapas living mein jakar baith gayi. Mujhe dekh uncle ke chehre par kisi bachche jaisi muskaan aa gayi. Woh turant bole: Ab hum khele kya?

Main: Haan chaliye.

Uncle turan uthkar mere bagal aakar baith gaye. Main papa ke taraf dekhi aur fir uncle se boli: Aap wahi rahona, papa kitchen mein hi hai.

Uncle: Are koi baat nahi, woh to wyast hai apne kaam mein, hum kyu na apna khel khele.

Ye kahte hue woh apna ek hath meri jangh par rakh diye. Main firse papa ke taraf dekhi aur fir uncle se boli: Uncle abhi nahi.

Woh apna hath meri dress ke andar le jane lage to main unke hath ko pakad hatakar boli: Papa dekh sakte hai samajhiyena.

Ispar woh papa ko dekhe aur fir apna wahi hath mere peet ke peeche le gaye aur bole: Ab nahi dikhega.

Ye kahte hue woh meri dress ko peeche se pakde aur kheechne lage aur bole: Thoda sa utho.

Main papa ko dekhti hui apni kamar thodi si upar ki. To woh peeche se dress ko kheech kar upar leliye aur apna hath meri gand ke neeche legaye. Main jaise hi kamar wapas rakhi.

Unki ungliya meri gand ki daraar mein chali gayi. Woh iska fayda uthakar apni ungliyo se meri gand ke ched ko choone lage. Ek taraf papa aur yaha ye uncle in dono mardo ke harkato se main pareshaan to thi hi. Lekin sath hi ek alag si maza bhi thi in sabme.

Uncle neeche apni ungliya hilate hue meri gand ki ched par sahla rahe the. Main unse boli: To kya aap ek hath se tash kheloge?

Uncle: Haan, tum bhi. Tabhi to khel barabari ki hogi.

Ye kahte hue woh apne dusre hath se mere hath ko pakde aur apne lungi ke choor se andar lekar apne khule lund par rakh diye. Unka lund firse tann chukka tha aur use hath lagate hi mere hath use apne aap hi jagad li.

Main: Uncle… papa!

Uncle: Shhh kuch nahi hoga, ghabrao mat.

Ye kahte hi woh apni ugli meri ched mein dhakelne lage. Main halki dard aur maze mein sihar uthi aur unke lund ko kass kar dabagayi.

Uncle: Thoda dheel dona.

Main: Nahi.

Uncle: Are beta ghabrao mat woh nahi dekhega.

Unka lund mere hath mein dhadak raha tha aur ye jaan mere andar bhi uttejna umad rahi thi. Main thodi si aage uthi aur unki ungli ko aur andar jaane ka rasta mill gaya.

Unki ungli jitni ho sake mere andar ko dhass rahi thi. Main maze aur papa ke dekhne ke darr ki uttejna mein unke lund ko dheere-dheere hilane lagi. Uncle ki ungli mere andar chubh rahi thi. Main unke lund se khel rahi thi.

Agle 1–2-minute yahi hua jab papa kitchen se awaaz diye: Swati zara idhar aana.

Main apne hosh sambhali aur isse pahle ke papa hamare taraf dekhe main uncle ke lund ko chor uth khadi hui. Aur papa ke paas chali gayi.

Papa apne kaam mein lage hue the to main unke peeche pahunch poochi: Haan papa?

Papa mudkar mujhe dekh bole: Zara woh chicken dho dhoge kya?

Main: Haan ok papa.

Main fir apne kaam mein lagti hui sochne lagi ki chalo uncle se filhaal chutkara mila. Par aisi baat nahi thi ki mujhe in sabme maza nahi aa rahi thi par bass papa se pakde jaane ki baat thi.

Kuch 5–10-minute lage aur main apna kaam khatm karli aur boli: Papa hogaya.

Papa bhi apna kaam khatm kar apne hath dhone lage to main poochi: Hogaya kya?

Papa mere taraf mude aur fir living ki taraf dekhe. Fir dabe paaw mere paas aate hue mere hath ko pakad kitchen se lage store room ke taraf le jate hue bole: Kyu na ek choti si break lele?

Main muskurati hui boli: Par papa…

Main aage kuch bolti isse pahle hi woh meri hont par ungli rakh mujhe chup kiye aur store room ke andar le gaye. Main store room ki light on karne hath badayi to papa mere hath ko pakad bole: Nahi band hi rahne do.

Store room kafi patli hone ke karan zyada jagah nahi thi par itni thi ki chup kar hum dono maze kar sakte the. Bahar kitchen se aati roshni ke karan andar thodi bohut dikh rahi thi.

Par tabhi papa darwaza band kar diye aur bole: Band kar deta hun kahi woh aa gaya to dekh na le.

Ham dono ab andhere mein the aur mere hath mein unke hath the. Na main unhe dekh pa rahi thi na hi woh mujhe.

Main unse poochi: To ab kaisa break chahiye aapko?

Mere kandho ko woh apne hath se dbate hue mujhe neeche baithate hue bole: Aisa.

Kuch dikh nahi rahi thi. Main neeche baithi aur fir papa kuch karne lage aur fir mere gaal par unka tanna hua bhari lund takrane lagi. Main aage kuch na poochi aur unke lund ko apne muh mein lekar khane lagi.

Kabhi choosti to kabhi apne sar ko aage peeche hilati hui use apne muh mein chudwane lagi. Kuch der baad papa bole: Kitna mazedaar hai ye, Ashok bahar baitha hai aur hum yaha chup kar aise.

Main lund ko muh se bahar nikal hath mein hilati hui boli: Hmmm aapko ye soch zyada maza aa raha hai na papa?

Papa: Haan bohut.

Main unhe aur uksaakar maza dilaane ke liye boli: Sochiye agar woh abhi hame dhoond kar aa gaye to kya hoga?

Papa ko ye sunn kafi maza aa raha tha. Meri baat par unka lund mere hath mein halke jhatke de raha tha.

Papa: Haan pakde jayenge hum dono.

Main unke lund ke muh par jeeb pherti hui boli: Sochiyena papa, kitna khatra hai isme, samaaj mein hum dono ki izzat girr jayegi.

Papa ka lund poora tann kar loha banne laga meri iss baat par aur fir woh bole: Nahi aisa nahi hoga!

Main unke lund ko achche se hilati hui boli: Kyu uncle boldenge sabko ki aapki beti aapka lund choos rahi thi.

Papa: Nahi woh ye sab kisi se nahi kahega.

Main: Kyu?

Papa kuch na bole. Par agle hi pal awaaz aayi ki papa store room ke darwaze ko khol rahe the. Aur uske khulte hi darwaze ke uss taraf uncle muskurate hue khade the.

Main uncle ko dekh chaok uthi aur fir papa bole: Agar hum use bhi shamil karle to shayad woh kisi se kuch nahi kahega!

To be continued.