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Is story ke pehle part ko padne ke baad, humme bahut se email mile. Jaan kar achha laga ki aapko humaari kahaani achhi lahi. Is story ko likhne ka aim aapko yeh batana hai ki sex ki bhook insaan se kya kya karaati hai. Isko likhne mein hume bhi ek ajeeb tarah ka mazaa aata hai. Aapko isse pad kar mazaa aaya, yeh jaan kar hume aur bhi mazaa aaya. Pichhle part ko padke aapko yeh to pata lag hi gaya hoga ki Mamta ki pyaas kitni zyaada hai. Aur yeh bhi pata lag gaya hoga ki hum ek doosre se kitna pyaar karte hai. In fact, shayad woh aur mazboot ho jayega. Aur is baat ke liye Mamta bhi almost raazi ho gayi thee. Ya yoon kahiye ki uski bhook ne usse na chahte hue bhi raazi kara hi diya tha. Hum log aksar aisi kahaani padte jahaan ek aurat kissi gair mard se chudti aur aisi BF dekhte jisme ek ladki 2-3 mardon se choot aur gaand chudwati. Hum uske baad kissi aur mard ki kalpna karte hue khoob chudai karte. Lekin sawaal kewal yehi tha ki woh kaun ho jo Mamta ko chod sake. Hume samaaj mein apni izzat ka bhi dhyaan rakhna tha. Aur yeh bhi dhyaan rakhna tha ki humaare pariwaar, rishtedaar aur aas-pados waalon ko iske baare mein bhanak bhi na lage. Yaani woh jo bhi aadmi ho, bahut bharose ka ho. Saath hi main yeh bhi chaahta tha ki lagbhag humaare hi umar ka ho ya humse thodabada ho, jisse poore maamle mein maturity rahe. Shuru mein mujhe kissi couple ke saath swap karne ka khyaal aaya. Isme lujhe apna bhi faayda nazar aaya kyonki mujhe bhi chodne ke liye ek aur maal mil jaata. Kyonki usme dono taraf se barabaar ka participation hota, to koi khatra bhi nahin tha. Maine iske liye Internet par bahut koshish bhi ki. Lekin kahin koi baat nahin bani. Internet par jo mile woh ya to kissi door shahar ke hote, ya unki batoon se aisa lagta ki woh jhoote bol rahe hai. Maine suna bhi tha ki Internet par adhiktar fake couples hi hote hai. Lagbhag ek hafte koshish karne ke baad maine Internet par couple dhoondne ka irada chhod diya. Maine soch liya ki couple nahin to koi male hi sahi. Main sochne laga ki kaise kahin se koi jugaad ho. Mere dimaag mein lagbhag har samay yehi chalta rehta. Apne office mein mein kissi ko bhi dekhta to usse issi nazar se dekhne lagta. Lekin kabhi kissi se baat karne ki himmat nahin hui. Kai mahino tak aise hi chalta raha. Maine Mamta se is baare mein koi baat bhi nahin ki. Ab main is baat ko lekar niraash ho chuka tha. Usne bhi kabhi mujh se is baare koi baat nahin ki. Isse pehle ki main aapko aage ki kahaani bataoon, mujhe apne baare mein aapko batana hoga. Jab main school mein 7-8 class mein tha, ussi samay se mere andar sex ke prati bahut prabal ichha ho gayee thi. Main ek ladko ke school mein padta tha, isliye ladkiyon ke contact mein kum hi aaya. School mein kai ladke aapas mein sex ke baare mein baate karte. Ek doosre se baat karke hi hum, is baare mein jaankari lene ki koshish karte. Humaari adhiktar teacher ladies thee aur kai ladke unke baare mein sex ko lekar baatein karte. Maine tab tak muth maarni shru nahin ki thee par kai aur ladke aisa karne lage the. Mera us samay ek dost tha, Nishant Sharma. Hum dono kai baar sex ke baare mein baatein kiya karte the. Nishant ne kai baar apne mummy-papa ki chudai dekhi thee aur woh is baare mein mujhe bataata. Nishant ki ek baat aur thee jo usne mujhe nahin bataayi, ki woh humaare lady teachers ko dekhkar bahut garam ho jaata hai. Jab class mein koi lady teacher padati to woh apne lund ko hilata rehta. Dheere dheere uska aisa karna badd gaya aur mujhe is baare mein pata lag gaya kyonki main uske barabar mein hi bedhta tha. Hum logo ki seat deewar ke bilkul kareeb thee. Yaani Nishant ke or main hota aur doosri or deewar. Isliye usse apna lund hilate hue, mere alava, koi nahi dekhta. Woh abhi bhi pant ke andar hi lund hilata. Usse lund hilate dekh main bhi thoda garam ho jaata lekin control karta. Dheere dheere mujhe aisa dekhne mein mazaa aane lagaa. Ab woh bhi mujhe dihka kar lund hilata. Phir ek din usse control nahin hua to, usne apna lund bahaar nikal kar muth maarni shuru kardi. Ab use aisa karne ki aadat ho gayee. Ek din usne mujh se request ki ki main uska lund apne haath se hilaayoon. Uske bahut kehne par main raazi ho gaya and uska lund apne haath mein lekar hilaane laga. Aisa karne mein mera lund bhi khada ho gaya aur apna doosra haath beech-beech mein apne lund par lagaane laga. Kissi aur is baare mein pata na laga, is liye bahut saavdhaani ke saath hum yeh sab karte. Class mein kyonki hum ye sab achhe se nahin kar paate, to hum class ke bahaar ye sab karne ki sochi. Ek din hum mootne ke liye toilet gaye to Nishant ne mera haat pakad ke ek toilet mein bula liya aur darwazaa band kar diya. Phir kya tha. Hum dono ne pehle to apne lund nikaal kar unhe ek-doosre se touch karaya aur phir ek-doosre se chipat kar masti ki. Kuchh aisa hi chala. Ek-aad baar humne ek-doosre ki gaand bhi maari. Yeh sab natural nahin tha balki sex chhupi hui ichha ke kaaran tha. Is hi liye hum is me kuchh din baad bor ho gaye aur dheere dheere yeh sab band ho gaya. School poora hone ke baad mera usse contact bhi toot gaya. To yeh thi meri apni kahaani jo mujhe isliye bataani padi kyonki iska sambandh aage ki kahaani se hai. Main aapko yeh bhi bata doon ke main ek ab ek mobile company mein customer relationship officer ke pad par kaam karta hoon. Mujhe aksar kai customers se milna hota hai jo apni complaints lekar mere paas aate hai. Kai baar mere paas kewal unke phone, email ya written complaint aati hai aur mujhe unki problem dekhni hoti hai. Is hi prakaar mere paas ek baar Nishant Sharma naam ke aadmi ki file bhi aayee. Naam pad kar mera usme special interet ho gaya. Mujha laga ki kahin yeh mere school dost hi to nahin hai. System mein uski details dekhne par mujhe pakka to nahin par lagbhag yakeen ho gaya ki yeh wahin hai. Waise to mujhe usse milne ki shayad koi ichha nahin hoti par Mamta ke baare mein soch kar mujhe laga ki ab shayad kaam ban jaaye. Ab maine sich liya ki usse milna hoga aur kissi bhi tarah se use patana hoga. Bahut sochne ke baad maine plan banaya aur himmat karke use phone mila hi liya. Pehli baar maine usse kewal official baat hi ki. Uski problem solve hone ke baat maine use phir phone kiya aur usse apne school ke baare mein bataaya. Ab usne bhi keh diya ki woh wahi Nishant hai. Iske baad, maine usse milne ki ichha wyakt ki. Woh shayad mujh se milne mein bahut interested nahin tha par mere kehne par raazi ho gaya. Phir hum ek restaurant mein milen. Dono ne apne apne baare mein bataya. Uski abhi shaadi nahin hui thee. Yeh sun kar mujhe achha bhi laga aur bura bhi. Achha isliye ki humaara kaam banne ke chance zyaada the. Aur bura isliye ki usse swap karne ka koi chance nahin tha. Usse jab pata laga ki meri shaadi ho gayee hai to uska bhi kuchh interest bad gaya. Phir maine use ghar par aane ke liye kaha. Usne kaha ki zaroor aaoonga. Maamla aage badta dekh, maine soch liya ki ab Mamta se bhi baat karni chahiye. Maine usse Nishant ke baare mein bataya to woh bhi andar hi andar thoda khush ho gayee. Abhi maine use apna irada nahin batayaa tha. Rajeev: Jaanu, mujhe lagta hai ki tumhara kaam bhi ban jaayega. Mamta: Kaun sa kaam? Rajeev: Woh hi jo humne b’day par decide kiya tha. Mamta: Tumhe woh ab bhi yaad hai? Woh sab to mazaak tha. Aise thodi na hota hai. Rajeev: Nahi woh mazaak nahin tha, tune promise kiya tha. Mamta: Lekin woh tumhara dost hai. Humme aisa nahin sichna chahiye. Rajeev: Is kaam ke liye usse zyaada sahi aadmi nahin ho sakta. Hum us par bharosa bhi kar sakte hai. Mamta: Mujhe achha nahin laga raha hai. Rajeev: Jaanu, aisa mat socho. Tumne promise kiya tha na. Mamta: Kya tumne usse baat kar li hai? Rajeev: Nahin, abhi nahin. Lekin jald hi kar loonga. Mamta: Woh maan jaayega? Rajeev: Pata padega. Mamta: Woh Kaise? Rajeev: Main usse ghar par bulaoonga. Tum thodi sexy ban kar uske saamne jaana. Phir main dekh loonga. Mamta: Woh dikhne mein kaisa hai? Rajeev: Jaisa bhi, bura nahin hai. Tumhe pasand aayega. Yeh sab sun kar Mamta sharama gayee aur mujh se chipat gayee. Woh andar hi andar bahut khush thee. Agle saturday ko maine Nishant ko apne ghar bulaya. Maine socha tha ki agar ho saka to aaj kaam poora kar ho loonga. Nahin to baat itni aage tak bada doonga ki, agli baar kaam poora ho hi jaaye. Maine Mamta ko bhi tayyar rehne ko kaha. Usne apni waxing ki, apna sabse zyaada sexy blouse pehna aur saree bhi thodi neeche baandhi. Usne pink color ki bra pehni jiske strap hamesha ki tarah uske kaandho se uske blouse ke bahar chamak rahe the. Nishant shaam kareeb 7 baje humaare ghar aaya. Maine use Mamta se introduce karaya. Main lagataar usko observe kas raha tha. Mamta ko dekh kar uski aankhon mein vaasna ki jhalak saaf dekhi jaa sakti thee. Maine Mamta ko aisi jagah bethne ko bola jo uske kareeb magar saamne ki or thee, taaki woh use achhi tarah dekh sake. Maine Nishant ko dekh kar jaanne ki koshish kar raha tha ki uske mann mein kya chal raha hai jisse mujhe aage ki planning karne mein madad milen. Dheere dheere mere samaz aa gaya ki mera plan kaam kar raha hai aur usko patane mein time nahin lageka. Usse dekh kar saaf lag raha tha ki uski haalat kharaab ho rahi hai. Mujhe lagne laga ki aaj raat hi shayad sab kuchh jaaye aur meri pyaari Mamta ki pyaas kuchh mit jaaye. Thodi der wahaan bethne aur cold drink peene ke baad, main use apne computer ke paas le gaya, apni kuchh purani photograph dikhane ki baat keh kar. Photo dikhate samay mainne jaan bhoozhkar woh wala folder khol diya jisme kuchh movies (BF) padi thee. Maine woh movies to nahi chalai par unki files ke naam dekh woh samaz gayaa ki yeh kya hai. Nishant: Yaar, tu bahut shaukeen aadmi hai waise. Rajeev: Kyo tu nahin hai kya? Nishant: Haan, main to hoon. Par tu to married hai na yaar. Rajeev: Kyo shaadi ke baad saare shauk khatam ho jaate hai kya? Nishant: Nahin, lekin tujhe in sab cheezo ki kya zaroorat. Rajeev: Kya matlab, zara saaf saaf bolna. Nishant: Chhod yaar, tu samaz kar bhi anjaan ban raha hai. Chhod in baaton ko. Rajeev: Sorry, yaar. Lekin jaisa tu soch raha hai, aisa nahi hota. Shaadi ke baad hi to asli maza hai in cheezo ka. Nishant: Ho sakta hai. Lekin mujhe nahin lagta ki main shaadi ke baad yeh sab dekhoonga. Rajeev: Chal shaadi, ho jaane de phir dekhenge. Kab kar raha shaadi? Nishant: Abhi kuchh pata nahi. Rajeev: Achha, ek baat poonchhu, bura na maane to? Nishant: Haan, haan poonchh na. Rajeev: Tera kaam kaise chalta hai abhi tak? Nishant: Matlab? Rajeev: Dekh ab tu dekh kar bhi anjaan ban raha hai. Nishant: Achha theek hai. Abhi chhod yahaan in baaton ko. Kissi din mere ghar aa phir karte hai yeh baat. Rajeev: Abe kuchh nahin hota, batana. Nishant: Nahin yaar, yahaan bhabhi bhi hai, agar sun lengi to achha nahin lagega. Rajeev: Are, nahin sunegi. Agar sun bhi legi to koi baat nahin. Woh hi mujh se poochh rahi thi. Nishant: Kya bhabhi aisa poochh rahi thee? Rajeev: Haan, yaar. Isme surprise ki kya baat hai? Nishant: Nahin, phir bhee. Thoda ajeeb laga sun kar. Rajeev: Yeh to kuchh bhi nahin, teri bhabhi bahut bindaas hai aurat hai. Nishant: Achha, aisa laga nahin mujhe dekh kar. Bahut lucky hai yaar tu. Rajeev: Achha tu bata ki kaise chalta hai tera kaam. Nishant: Bus yaar jaise sab kunwaron ka chalta hai. Haath se. Rajeev: Kyon kahin se jugaad nahin milta kya? Nishant: Un chakkoron mein nahin padta, bada risk hai aaj kal bimaariyon ka. Rajeev: Are main un chakkaron ki baat nahin kar raha. Lekin koi aisa bhi to hota hai jisse tumhari zaroorat hoti hai aur tum usse poori kar dete ho. Nishant: Mujhe to kabhi aisi koi nahin milli. Milegi bhi to baat karne ke liye gaand mein dum hona chahiye. Rajeev: Kai baar baat bhi khud nahin karni padti, sab kuchh doosri taraf se hota. Nishant: Lagta hai, shaadi se pehle tujhe khoob milli hai. Rajeev: Nahin yaar, shaadi ke pehle to nahin apr ab to milti hai. Nishant: To kya tu karta hai? Rajeev: Nahin karta to nahin par chahahoon kar sakta hoon. Nishant: To mujhe bhi koi batana phir. Rajeev: Lekin woh adhiktar married hoti hain. Nishant: Jaisi bhi ho. Rajeev: Phir baad mein mana mat karna. Nishant: Are main kyo mana karoonga? Rajeev: Theek hai to samajh, ho gaya tera kaam. Aaj Satruday hai, aaj hi chaiye kya koi? Nishant: Itni jaldi? Rajeev: Chahiye to bol. Nishant: Theek hai, lekin kaun hai aur kahan. Rajeev: Tu chinta mat kar. Mujh par bharosa hai to bol. Nishant: Bharosa to hai. Rajeev: Theek hai. Dekh jo bhi hogi, tujhe koi darr nahin hoga, na to kissi bimari aur na badnami ka. Aur to koi baat nahin hai naa? Nishant: Bus yeh hi chahiye. Rajeev: Dekh Nishant, main tujhe aur andhere mein nahin rakh sakta. Saaf baat yeh hai ki woh aur koi nahin par Mamta hai. Nishant: Nahin yaar. Rajeev: Tujhe koi problem hai to bol. Nishant: Yaar, I am shocked. Mujhe sochne de thoda. Rajeev: Dekh yaar Nishant. Tu mera purana dost hai. Is hi liye tujh par bharosa karke maine tujhe bola hai. Nishant: Yaar, tu bata kya yeh theek rahega. Mujhe to kuchh samaj nahin aa raha. Rajeev: Mujhe isme kuchh burai nazar nahi aati. Nishant: Bhabhi, tayyar ho jaayegi? Rajeev: Woh pehle hi tayyar hai. Nishant: Theek hai phir. Lekin mujhe darr lag raha hai. Rajeev: Darne ki kya baat hai? Mamta tujhe khoob pyaar karegi. Nishant: Sach? Main to pyaar ka hi bhooka hoon. Rajeev: Theek hai phir. Khaana kha lete hai. Phir tu maze karna. Iske baad humne khana khaya. Abhi maine Mamta ko kuchh nahin bataaya. Nahin to woh khana bhi nahi kha paati. Khane ke baad, maine Mamta ko bataaya ki woh maan gaya hai. Sun kar jo uski haalat hui, woh dekhne waali thee. Darr aur khushi dono ka mila-jula asar. Phir maine Nishant ko apne kamre mein sone ko bhej dia. Phir maine Mamta kobhi kamre mein jaane ke liye kahaan. Woh andar jaane mein bahut darr rahi thee par maine use kheech kar andar kar dia aur Nishant se darwaza band karwa dia. Uske baad kya hua woh to aapko Mamta hi bata sakti hai agle part mein.