Kumar Apartment : Season 2 – Part 15 (Beghar Hua Chudai Ka Sapna)

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PART 15: Beghar Hua Chudai Ka Sapna
Narrated by Rahul

Bharti ke sath text mein baat karte aur shayad mann mein use chodhne ki ichaaye mere mere shorts ke andar asar dikhane lagi. Mera lund dheere dheere khada hone laga aur mann mein kuch utpatang karne ki sochi. Shayad usse mujhe kuch fayda ho jata.

Main apna hath apne shorts ke baaye pocket mein daala. Fir dheere se andar hath ghumata hua apni chaddi ke kone se apne khade hote hue lund ko nikala. Aur jangh se seedhe satakar rakh diya. Fir pocket se hath nikalte hue apne short ko thoda upar kar ke araam se apni jangho ko kholkar baitha.

Isse mere lund ka muh seedhe mere shorts ke khule muh ke paas bahar ko aa gaya. Aur fir main Bharti ko wapas text karne laga.
Main: To aur batao kuch.

Bharti apne phone mein kuch type karne ke baad mujhe dekhi aur fir neeche ko. Jaise hi woh neeche dekhi main apna phone dekhne laga. Mano main use nahi dekh hi nahi raha.
Bharti: Kuch nahi hai batane ko.

Main apne phone ko dekh raha tha aur sath hi samne ho rahi halchal bhi nazar mein aa rahi thi. Bharti apni tango ko modti hui sofe par rakh kar baith gayi jaise koi kisi dar se baitha ho. Main use tirchi nazar se dekh raha tha. Woh ek tak meri shakal aur fir neeche meri shorts ke taraf dekhti aur wapas meri shakal ko dekhti.

Saaf pata chal raha tha ki main jo dikhana chahta tha woh ache se use dikh rahi thi. Woh chup chupati nazro se use dekh rahi thi. Uski is harkat ne mere andar romanch daudaya aur mera lund pura uttejit hokar khada ho gaya. Isse mere lund ka muh shorts ke sire se aur thoda bahar aa gaya. Maine use message kiya.

Main: Kabhi ‘Truth or Dare’ khele ho?
Bharti: Haan, par tumhare sath nahi khelni mujhe, to aisa kuch sochna bhi mat.
Main: Kyu?
Bharti: Tum bakwas cheeze poochoge, I know that.

Main: Ok chalo tumhari mind check karta hoon.
Bharti: Woh kaise?
Main: Woh kya hai jo tumhare paas do hai aur gaay ke paas chaar hote hai.
Woh mere message ko dekh turant reply type karne lagi.

Bharti: What do you mean?
Main muskurata hua use message karne laga
Main: Jawab do. Dekhe kitni intelligent ho.
Bharti: Rubbish it is. Kya pooch rahe ho mujhse?(gusse wali smily)

Main: Are are gussa kyu ho rahi ho. Tumhare paas 2 pair hai aur gaay ke paas 4. Simple to tha.
Bharti mere message ko pad muskurayi aur fir reply type karne lagi.
Bharti: Yeah! I know.

Main: To batayi kyu nahi, tum to kuch aur hi soch rahi thi, dirty mind.
Bharti: Shut up, main kuch nahi soch rahi thi.
Main: To fir gussa kyu kar rahi thi? Sach batao tum boobs soch rahi thi na.

Bharti mere message ko padhi aur muh dabati hui muskaan ke sath reply karne lagi.
Bharti: Shut up. Main woh sab nahi soch rahi thi.
Main: Haan haan sab pata hai.

Bharti: Get lost.
Main fir sochkar dubara usse poocha: Acha ye batao, tum raat ko pehan kar soti ho ya khol kar?

Main Bharti ki shakal pe dekh raha tha woh mere message ko padh kar is baar gussa nahi hui. Bas dabi muh mein muskaan chupati hui sochi aur fir reply type karne lagi.

Bharti: Main sab kuch pehan kar soti hoon, tumhare tarah besharam nahi.
Main: Acha to kya tum chappal pehan kar soti ho? Main to chappal ki baat kar raha tha.

Bharti ki dabi muskaan phoot padhi aur woh hasti hui mujhe text karne lagi.
Bharti: Kuch bhi.
Main: Tum kya soch rahi thi?

Uske sath aise mazak karte kafi maza aa raha tha aur neeche mere shorts ke seere se jhankta lund ka muh uchalne laga. Uchalne se shorts mein hoti harkat par kayi baar uski nazar jaati. Woh ek tak meri shakal aur fir mere lund ke taraf dekhti.

Woh ye dhyan rakh rahi thi ki kahi woh mere lund ko dekti na pakdi jaaye. Saaf tha ki woh kaafi der se mere lund ke muh ko dekh rahi thi. Uska mujhe turant reply.

Bharti: I thought clothes.
Main: Konsa clothes?
Bharti: Shut up
Main: Dirty mind. (aankh marne wali smily)

Bharti muskurati hui reply ki: Jaona, you’re dirty mind.
Main: Haan woh to dikh hi raha hai.
Main: Chalo ek aur poochta hoon. _ _ NDOM. Iske samne 2 letter lagakar word banao.

Bharti firse muskurati hui reply di.
Bharti: CONDOM (aankh marne wali smily)
Main: It’s RANDOM, dirty mind. Pakdi gayi na.

Bharti hass padhi aur bagal mein rakhi cushion mere upar pekh maari. Itne mein Kavita aunty aur maa kitchen se living room ko aakar baithi. Maa mere bagal mein aayi. Bharti ne jiss cushion ko mere taraf pheka use apni god mein rakh baithi. Kavita aunty doosri single sofe par.

Bharti ki nazar ek tak maa aunty aur mujhe dekhne lagi. Woh yahi dekh rahi thi ki koi aur mere shorts se jhakte lund ko na dekh le. Lekin aunty aise side par baithi thi jiss taraf se woh mere jangho ke beech na dekh sake. Lekin maa mere bilkul bagal mein baithi thi.

Bhale maa ko mere jhakte lund ka muh nahi dikhta. Lekin agar woh neeche shorts par dekhti to mere tane hue lund ka ubhara hua akar shorts main zaroor dekh leti.

Kavita aunty Bharti ko dekh boli: Jab dekho to mobile mein busy. Din bhar texting vexting. Poochne pe ab bolegi ki padhayi ki notes hai.
Bharti aunty ko muh chidaati hui mujhe text karne lagi.

Mom: Aaj kal to sabka yahi haal hai, idhar dekho. Ye kuch kam hai kya?
Maa ye mujhe ishara kar bol rahi thi. Tabhi Bharti ka message aaya.
Bharti: Acha chalo main kuch poochu?
Main: Haan poocho.

Itne mein Kavita aunty boli: Ye dono kabse yaha baithe hai lekin inhe itni bhi fikar nahi ki ek doosre se baat karle. Bas mobile mein apne apne duniya mein hai.
Maa: Sahi mein. Hamare umar mein to na mobile tha na kuch. Isi liye log aapas mein baat kiya karte the.

Undono ki is baat par main aur Bharti dono hi apne honto mein muskaan dabaye baithe rahe. Yesoch kar ki hum ek dusre se hi baat kar rahe hai aur inhe pata bhi nahi. Itne mein Bharti ka message aaya.
Bharti: batao aisa kya hai jo tumhara chota hai aur mere bade.

Uski is sawal par mere lund ne ek halki halchal ki. Main ghabra gaya ki kahi maa aur aunty ki nazar na pad jaaye. Par aisa shayad hua nahi kyu ki woh dono apas mein hamare generation ko taane marne mein lage hue the.
Maine reply mein Bharti ko likha: Tumhare boobs?

Is par Bharti ne reply kiya: Main to apne baalo ki baat kar rahi thi. Mere bade hai tumhare chote. So you’re dirty mind. (jeeb nikal kar chidani wali smily)
Main: Oh to tumhare bade hai? mujhe laga tum shave karti hogi waha.

Ye reply jaise hi Bharti padhi woh aankhe phaad kar dekhi mujhe. Aur honto mein hasi daba kar reply karne lagi. Par is beech mere lund ne 2 se 3 aur jhatke mare. Is baar shayad maa ki nazar mere shorts par pad gayi. Woh apni god mein rakhi pillow mere god mein rakh ke boli: waise tum kise itna text kar rahe ho?

Main: Woh… woh main apne ek friend ko.
Kavita aunty hasti hui boli: Zaroor koi girlfriend hogi.
Maa meri god par rakhi cushion ko thap thapati hui boli: Haan tabhi to itna khush dikh raha hai.

Ab mujhe pura yakeen tha ki maa ne mere shorts mein phudakte lund ko dekh hi liya hai. Itne mein Bharti ka reply aaya: Chee. Main sar ke baal ki baat kar rahi hoon. Idiot.

Bharti ke upar bhi iss tarah se message karne ka asar ab dikh rahi thi. Kyu ki woh baar baar cushion ke neeche se mere shorts se jhankte lund ko dekh rahi thi. Use aisa lag raha tha ki mano mujhe pata hi nahi ki use sab dikh raha ho. Aur agar use woh bura lagta to shayad woh na dekhti ya uth kar chali jati.

Par aisa to nahi ho raha tha. Toh maine cushion ke neeche apna hath dala aur aise hath hilaya mano main apni short ke upar se apni jangh khujla raha hoon. Par mere dimag mein kuch aur hi tha. Maine khujlane ke bahane apne shorts ko thoda aur upar ko kheecha.

Isse ki mera lund kareeb ek thihaayi hissa bahar nikal aaya. Ab saaf saaf mere samne baithi Bharti ko acha khasa nazara bhi dene laga. Main apne phone ko dekhne ke beech use dekhta ki uspar kya asar ho raha hai. To dekha ki woh ab ache se ghoor ghoor kar dekh rahi thi.

Lekin aunty aur maa se nazar bachakar aur sath hi uske badan mein machlahat bhi aa rahi thi. Mano woh ek jagah theek se baith nahi pa rahi ho. Tab maine use message likha: Chalo ek main poochta hoon aisi ek jagah batao jaha ungli dalkar khujlane par araam milta hai.

Bharti ko dekha to woh bhawre uthati hui muh par jhoota gussa dikhati hui message type karne lagi. Par itne mein maa mere pet par thap thapati hui boli: Par Rahul to mujhse kuch chupata nahi hai. Agar girlfriend hui to mujhe zaroor batayega, haina Rahul?

Kavita aunty: Aisa hai kya? Tab to Rahul is a good boy.
Tabhi Bharti ka reply aaya: I know. It’s ear. Kaan mein ungli daal kar khujlao to araam milta hai. (hasne wali smily)
Main: Haan par mere khayal mein to kuch aur jawab tha.

Maa ka hath ab bhi mere pet par thi aur woh boli: Agar woh kisi ladki ko message kare to mujhse nahi chupayega.
Kavita aunty: Acha hai.  Ek ye hai, na jaane kis kis ko message karti hai aur kisi ko kano kan khabar nahi hone deti. Har waqt phone lock hi rahta hai.

Itne mein Bharti ka reply aaya: Tumne kya socha?
Main: Tum batao.
Bharti: Asshole? (aankh marne wali smily)

Uske is reply par main use dekha. To woh hoto ke beech muskaan dabati hui apni phone ko dekh rahi thi. Mano mujhse nazar nahi milana chahti ho. Par baat uske jawab ka sirf nahi tha kuch aur bhi tha. Aur woh thi maa ka hath. Woh mere pet ko sahlata hua mere god mein rakhi cushion ke neeche jar hi thi.

Main ek tak maa ko dekha to maa ne apni daayi aankh se mujhe aankh maari. Jisse ki na hi Bharti aur na hi aunty ko dikha ki woh mujhe aankh maari. Dheere dheere maa ki hath cushion ke neeche se mere shorts ke upar se meri jangh par aa gayi. Aur fir mere tane hue lund ke upar.

Ab main poora phasne wala tha. Kyu ki ek to Bharti ko patane mein laga hua tha aur sath hi yaha maa ki hath mere lund par. Woh ye soch rahi thi ki cushion ke karan kisi ko dikh nahi raha. Par unhe ye nahi pata tha ki samne baithi Bharti ko cushion ke neeche sab kuch dikh raha hai.

Maa na chaahti hui hamari pole Bharti ke samne kholne wali thi. Bharti ki message mein asshole dekh main samajh gaya ki Bharti bhi naughty text ka maza le rahi hai. Kyu ki woh honto mein apni muskaan chupaayi hui thi, to maine reply mein likha.

Main: Haan, mujhe laga asshole.
Bharti: Uff, you are so dirty.
Main: Kyu? Tumhe bhi to pahle wahi laga tabhi to abhi boli.

Bharti: Just stop it. No more questions.
Main: kyu kyu tumhari niyat bhi bahar aa rahi hai isiliye?

Itne mein Kavita aunty maa se boli: Chalo 6 bajne wale hai. Main jake fresh ho jati hoon fir ready hokar bahar jayenge.
Maa mere lund ko ek zor ki nechood deti hui apna hath cushion se bahar nikalti hui boli: Haan chalo main bhi aati hoon.

Par maa aise karti hui ek jhatke daar kaam kar gayi. Jab woh cushion se hath nikali to cushion mere god je sarakta hua meri doosri side ko gir pada. Tab jakar maa ne dekha ki mera ek tihaayi lund mere short se bahar nikal aaya tha. Main pichli baar jangh khujlane ke badle bahar nikal rakha tha.

Bharti ki nazar padi mere short ke sire se nikle lund par. Aur turant usne nazar apne phone par le li mano usne kuch bhi nahi dekha. Sath hi maa bhi choak kar pahle Bharti ko dekhi aur fir aunty ko ki koi dekha to nahi. Par hum dono thode se saham gaye.

Jab achanak se maa aur main dono ne Kavita aunty ko nazar dusri taraf karte dekhe. Shayad unhone bhi dekha lekin undekha kar rahi thi. Mere shikanj par ghabrahat aa gayi. Baat maa ya Bharti ki nahi par shayad aunty ne kuch dekha to nahi. Main jhat se cushion uthakar apne god par rakh liya.

Kavita aunty kuch boli nahi aur Bharti ko dekhne lagi. Par waha Bharti chehre par bina kisi haav bhaw ke phone dekh baithi rahi. To aunty uth kar maa ke kamre ko jane lagi. Maa tab mujhe dekhi aur fir uth kar chup chaap woh bhi chali gayi.

Tab main sochne laga ki kahi aunty ne kuch dekha to nahi. Aur fir socha jane do agar nahi dekha to theek. Ye soch main wapas Bharti ko message karne laga. Fir socha ki Bharti to ab mere lund ko bhi adha dekh chuki thi par waha se uth kar nahi ja rahi thi.

Mano besharam ho par woh ye bhi soch rahi thi ki mujhe kuch pata nahi aur woh galti se sab dekh paa rahi hai. Iska fayda uthate hue main use firse message karne laga.

Main: Kya hua? Koi reply nahi?
Bharti: Kya reply karu?
Main: Ek aur sawal poochu kya?

Bharti: No, enough.
Main: Kyu?
Bharti: Bas aise hi. Feeling bored with your stupid questions.

Main apne jangho ko thoda sa failaya aur cushion ko thoda sa upar kar apne pate tak le aaya. Isse neeche mere shorts ke sire se mera lund ache se use dikhe. Fir maine use reply diya: Bore to tum nahi ho rahi ho, itna to mujhe pata hi hai.

Tab maine aankh uthakar dekha. To woh pahle mere message ko padhi aur fir mere taraf dekhi. Jaise hi woh dekhi main mobile dekhne laga. Aur fir use dekha to uski nazar neeche thi mere jangho ke beech. Fir woh reply likhne lagi.

Bharti: Aisa kyu lag raha hai tumhe?
Main: Warna tum wahi kyu baithi rahti. Iska matlab waha baithne mein tumhe kuch bore to nahi lag raha.

Mere is reply ko padhte hi woh firse mujhe dekhi ki kahi main dekh to nahi raha. Aur fir neeche dekhi aur fir mujhe, mano woh dekh rahi ho ki kahi woh pakdi to nahi gayi. Fir usne reply kiya.

Bharti: Mere paas jane ko room nahi usi liye yaha baithi hoon. Warna kabka chali jaati.
Main: Mere room chalo.

Bharti: Mujhe nahi aana tumhare room.
Main: Kyu?

Bharti tab pahle maa ke room ke taraf dekhi ki unka room band hai. Aur fir mujhse boli seedhe muh boli: Kyu ki mujhe tumhare sath tumhare room mein nahi rahna.

Tab jakar main bhi apna phone bagal mein rakha aur bola: Kyu? aisa kya karti ho tum apne room mein?
Bharti muh banati hui boli: Ufff! Tum ladko ko kya pata hum ladkiyo ki kafi kuch privacy hoti hai.

Main muskurate hue poocha: Jaise ki.
Bharti: Jaise ki tera sir.
Main: Ha ha ha! Bolo to, kya bina kapdo ke dance karti ho.
Bharti: Woh tum karte hoge main nahi.

Main: Haan main to karta hoon, nahate waqt, ha ha ha!!
Bharti: Uff.
Main: Are tension mat lo tum mere room ja sakti ho, it’s clean and neat. Aur upar se main tumhara boyfriend bhi nahi hoon.

Bharti: Kya matlab?
Main: Ha ha ha! kuch nahi.

Bharti uthi. Fir muh banati hui ek akhri baar jaldi se neeche meri jangho ke beech nazar daudaayi. Fir mere room ke darwaze tak pahunchi aur palat kar mujhe dekhi. Mere kamre mein ghus kar door andar se band kar di. Kuch second baad message aaya uska.

Bharti: Tum shayad pahle ladke hoge jo apna room saaf rakhte ho.
Acha hua ki uske aane se pahle maine apna room saaf kar diya tha. Maine turant use reply kiya: Aise to bol rahi ho jaise ki tum kai ladko ke room gayi ho?

Bharti: Oh God! Tum har cheez ka ulta matlab mat nikalo. Mere friend’s hai jinke bhai hai. Unse suna hai ki ladke log apna room kaise rakhte hai.
Main: To matlab tumhe mere kamre mein rahne mein koi problem nahi haina?
Bharti: Nahi, ek minute aaoge idhar?

Main khushi se uchal pada ki Bharti ab jakar mere kamre mein hai. Aur ab mujhe waha bula bhi rahi hai. Khushi se mann hi mann jhumta hua main apne room ke door ke paas pahuncha. Aur darwaze par halke se khatkhataya. Kuch second baad door khuli.

Bharti mujhe mera kambal aur ek takiya deti hui boli: Chalo ho gaya, ab jab tak main yaha hoon tum waha.
Uska ishara living room ke taraf tha aur aage boli: Waha living room, sofe par ok. Bye!

Usne mujhe ek shabd bolne na diya aur door band kar lock bhi kar dali.

To be continued.