Naheed ki gand marne k bad hum sukoon se so gaey. Agle roz jab wo uthi to uski chal badal chuki thi. Wo thoray alag andaz se tango ko khol ker chal rahi thi. Mujhe us per bohot piyar aa raha tha. Is liye wo jab khana bananay lagi to us k sath chipak gya. Uski gardan per piyar kerte huay us k dono aamo ko dabanay laga.

Naheed:- Kia hua jan? Aj subha subha bht piyar aa raha hai.

Me:- Tum din ba din qayamat banti ja rahi ho jan. Is liye tum per piyar ata hai.

Naheed:- Chalain ab mujhe chorain. Or nashta bananay dein. Phir office jaein. Ye muhabbat raat k liye bacha k rakhain.

Me:- Jo hukam sarkar ka.

Me us ko chor ker dining table per aa ker baith gya or nashta ker k office chala gyaa. Yahan me bata doon k Mene apni painting k collection ka ek showroom bana rakha hai. Wahin mera office tha jahan me ja k doosre students ko tips deta tha k kaise painting kerni hai.

Wahan 3-4 ghante guzarne k bad me wapas ghar aa jata tha. Jahan me khud kuch naya paint kerta tha. Aise hi kuch din guzar gaey. Mere mann me kuch naya kerne ki chahat shiddat se barhne lagi. Ek raat jab Naheed ek bht khoobsurat nighty pehen ker mere saamne aei to mere zehen me ek dhamaka hua.

(Mere mind me) Q naa Naheed ko paint kiya jaey!

Mene pehle to apne zehen se is bat ko nikalna chaha lekin ye bat mere zehen me jam ker reh gaei. Bar bar ek hi khayal ata. Naheed ki nangi painting banaoon.

Isi kashmakash me ek month guzar gya. Or mere zehen me ye bat shiddat ikhtiar ker gai. Me din bhar khoya khoya rehta. Naheed ne b mujhse poocha lekin mene usko b nahi bataya k meri uljhan ki waja kia hai?
Aakhir mene thak ker Naheed se bat kerne ka faisla kiya…!

Me :- ( Naheed se ) jaan!

Naheed:- G

Me:- Mujhe tum se kuch bat kerni hai.

Naheed:- Kahiye kia kehna hai?

Me:- Wo…! Bat aisi hai…

Naheed:- Kahiye naa

Me:- Me tumhari painting banana chahta hoon

Naheed:- Oohhh.. (hans ker) itni si baat…! Heheheh. Bana lijiye meri jan. Me to apki hi hoon. Ap mujhse Q pooch rahay hain?

Me:- Tum samjhi nahi…! Mera matlab

Naheed:- Kia kehna chahte hain?

Me:- Me tumhari painting banana chahta hoon. Nude

Naheed:- (ek dum Shock ho gai) Kkkiiiiiaaaaaa?

Me:- (sir jhuka ker khamosh raha)

Kuch der tak bilkul khamoshi chaaeee rahi. Phir Naheed boli

Naheed:- Q meri jan? Ap meri Nangi pictures Q banana chahte hain?

Me:- Pichle kuch dino se mere andar yei kashmakash chal rahi hai. Me khud ko rok nahi saka, isi liye tum se bat ker li. Tum ko bura laga to Sorry.

Naheed:- (kuch der tak sir jhuka ker sochti rahi) Mujhe kuch wakt dein. Me soch k bataoo gi.

Me:- Tum mujhse naraz ho naa.

Naheed:- Nahi meri jan. Me Ap se naraz ho hi nahi sakti. Mujhe bus thora Ajeeb lag raha hai.

Is tarah ye din khatam hua. Raat me hum ne sex nahi kiya Q k Naheed bujhi bujhi si thi or yei sab soch rahi thi. Is liye mene b usko disturb nahi kiya.

Kuch din aise hi guzar gaey. Hamari sex routine phir se pehle jaisi ho chuki thi. Naheed roz mujhe seduce kerti or hum dhooadhaar sex kerte. Us din k bad Naheed se painting k hawale se koi bat nahi ki.

Ek din Naheed or mein apne kamre me thay.

Naheed: Ap se ek baat poochon?

Me:- Haan poocho jan.

Naheed: Ap k dil me meri painting banany ka khayal Q aya?

Me: Q k tum mujhe bohot achi lagti ho meri jan. Is liye me tumhare husn ko paint kerna chahta hon.

Naheed: Lekin jab ye sab log dekhain gay to.

Me: Aray meri jan! Tum ghalat samajh rahi ho. Tumhari ye painting koi nahi dekhay ga.

Naheed: Kia matlab?

Me: Matlab k me sirf hum dono k liye ye painting banaoo ga. Hum dono k elawa ye paintings na koi dekhay ga or na hi ye kisi exhibition me jaein gi. Ye sirf hamari paintings hon gi.

Naheed: (kuch soch ker) to phir is se Apko kia faida ho ga?

Me: Mera faida ye hai k mere dil ki khuwahish poori ho jaey gi.

Phir Naheed or mein ek lambi kiss me doob gaey. Jis k bad hum dono me ek lambi chudai ka dor chala. Or phir hum so gaey.

Subha Naheed ne mujhe ek surprise diya. Us ne Nashte ki table per ek Paper rakha hua tha. Jis per likha tha.

Jis ko dekh ker mujhe bht khushi hui. Yani Naheed ab tayar thi k me uski painting banaoon. Me is ki planing kerta hua apne office chala gyaa. Sham me jab me khushi khushi wapas aya to Naheed khari sharma rahi thi. Uski halat aisi thi jaise me usko pehli bar mila tha. Nazrain jhukana, phir uthana. Ajab andaz tha uska.

Me: kia hua naheed! Aise sharma Q rahi ho.

Naheed: Bus aise hi.

Me: Tum agar dil se razi nahi ho to me painting nahi banata.

Naheed: Meri jan! Me dil se poori tarah tayar hoon. Lekin meri sharam mere control me nahi hai. Ap banaein painting.

Me: Acha! To phir Sab kapre utar ker Night Gown pehen ker aa jao.

Naheed: G acha!

thori der me Naheed Night Gown pehen ker aa gai. Us ki saansain tez or dil ki dharkan be tarteeb thi. Me us k pas gya or hum ek zabardast si kiss me kho gaey.

phir mene uska gown utar diya or usko ek sexy pose me khara kiya.

wo is pose me khari hui. Q k ye pose sab se asan tha or mene uski picture banani shuru ker di. Kuch hi der me uska sketch tayar ho gya.

Ab marhala thaa k me us me rung bharoon. Jis per kafi time lagna tha. Or is me 2-3 seasion lagnay thay.

Raat k khanay per b Naheed sharma rahi thi. Us k gaal gilabi ho rahay thay. Me jab b usko dekhta to wo or ziada sharma jati. Shadi k shuru me b wo aisi hi thi. Uski ye ada mujhe be had pasand aa rahi thi. Jab hum khanay se free huay to sonay k liye bedroom me aa gaey.

Me: Kia hua Jan? Naraz ho mujhse?

Naheed: (sharma ker) nahi to.

Me: Phir…!

Naheed: bus pata nahi Q sharam aa rahi hai.

Me: sharam Q aa rahi hai?

Naheed: ye to apko pata hai.

Me: Kia pata hai?

Naheed: plz nahi tang karain naa. Ap jante hain k kia waja hai

Me: Me tumhare moo se sunna chahta hoon jan.

Naheed: acha…! To ye baat hai.

Ye kehte hi naheed ne mujh per chalaang laga di or mere honto ko betahasha choosne or kaatne lagi. Wo apne wild roop me aa chuki thi. Aj se pehle us ne aisa nahi kiya tha. Me us k andaaz ko khoob enjoy ker raha tha.

Hum dono ek long kiss me dobay huay thay. Hamare moo se ccchhhhaaaapppp… cccchhhhaaaapppp… mmmmmm…. ki awazain aa rahi thi. Kabhi hum ek doosre ki zaban chooste to kabhi honto ko chooste or kattay. Thori der isi tarah piyar kerne k bad hum ne ek doosre k kapre utarna shuru ker diya. Naheed ahista ahista mere seene ko choomtay huay mere lund per pohonch gai jo 120 degree per sir utaey khara tha. Naheed ne mere lund ko zaban se chatna shuru ker diya.

Mujhe be inteha maza aa raha thaa. Mere moo se aaaaaahhhhh…. oooohhhh… meri jan ki awazain nikal rahi thien. Naheed ne abhi tak mere lund ko apne moo me nahi liya tha lekin mujhe aisa lag raha thaa jaise abhi farigh ho jaoon ga. Naheed mere lund per oper ne neeche or neeche se oper zaban pher rahi thi. Kabhi lund ki topi ko zaban se cherti to kabhi mere tatto ko zaban se chatti.

Me: aaaahhhh… meri jan! Ab sabar nahi hota. Plz moo me lo naa… ooooohhhhh…

Naheed ne ek ada se mujhe dekha or mere lund ko moo me bhar ker zor o shor se choosna shuru ker diya. 5 min tak us se apna lund chuswanay k bad mene usko apni goad me bitha liya or uski garam choot me apna lund daal diya.

Naheed khud hi tezi se uchal uchal ker apni choot me lund lene lagi. Aaj wo kuch ziada josh me thi or uski choot b pehle se ziada garam mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Naheed: uuuuffffffffff…. aaaaaahhhhhhh meri jan…! Love u jaaaaan. Oooooohhhhhhh…! Mujhe chodte raho jan. Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh….!

kehte huay naheed ek baar jhar gai. Uski choot ne shiddat se apna pani chor diya. Jis k bad mene usko lita diya or uski ek tang kandhay per rakh k dhakkay laganay laga.

Naheed her dhakkay ko khub enjoy ker rahi tji or sath hi mera hosla b barha rahi thi. Us k moo se nikalti garam saansain or aahain jalti aag me ghee ka kam ker rahi thien. Mene naheed ko 10 min tak is pose me choda. Jab uski taangain dard karne lgein to mene apna lund uski choot se nikala or khud lait gya. Mera lund Naheed k rass se poori tarah geela ho chuka tha. Naheed ne ek dafa lund ko choosa or phir mere oper baith ker lund apni garam choot me utar liya.

Naheed bohot zabardast andaz se lund per uchal rahi thi. Me b neeche se khub zor se dhakkay maar raha tha or uski choot ki achay tareekay se tasalli ker raha tha.

Naheed ab tak 3 baar farigh ho chuki thi. Jis k bad meri himmat b jawab dene lagi. Meri manzil b ab qareeb aa chuki thi.

Me: Naheed meri jan! Mera pani nikalne wala hai.

ye sunte hi naheed foran mere oper se utar gai or mere saamne baith gai.

Naheed: Apna pani mere face pe nikalain meri jan.

or mein uski baaat mante huay aaaahhhhh ooooohhhhh kerta hua us moo per apna pani nikalne laga.

Apna pani nikalne k bad mene dekha k Naheed ka poora chehra meri manni se kharab ho chuka hai. Jab us k chehre per ek khubsurat muskurahat naach rahi hai. Me Apni betarteeb saanso ko control kerne k liye bed per lait gya. Jab k Naheed khud ko saaf kerne k liye bathroom me chali gai.

3 din bad meri pehli painting mukamal ho gai. Is doran hum her session k bad zordar tareekay se chudai kerte. Naheed ki sharam or garmi kisi tarah kam nahi ho rahi thi. Wo her bar pehle se ziada josh me nazar ati. Aakhir wo b khub enjoy ker rahi thi.

Pehli painting mukamal honay k almost ek hafte bad mene doosri painting banany k faisla liya. Is bar pose kuch alag tha.

Us pose me Naheed halki si leti hui thi. Jab k uski nigahain apni choot ki taraf thien. Jaise wo pukar rahi ho k naa janay uski chut ki sewa kerne wala kab aey ga.

Uski aankho me ek tarap si nazar aa rahi thi. Mujhe is painting banay me kuch ziada mehnat kerni pari. Q k naheed ki choot baalo se bilkul saaf thi jab k painting me choot k baalo ko dikhaya gya jis se pata chal sakay k is choot ka sewak abhi nahi aya. Or is choot ko kisi ne nahi chua. Ek kanwari baalo se bhari chut anay wale ki rah dekh rahi hai or poori tarah se bekaraar hai.

Jab ye painting tayar hui to us roz Naheed ki chut k sath sath mene uski gaand ki b sewa ki. Jis ko hum dono ne khud enjoy kiya.

To the Present:

{In Hira’s Words.}
Me uncle ki diary parhtay huay itni garam ho chuki thi, k meri choot 2 bar pani chorne k bawajood bht ziada garam thi. Uncle ki taraf se banai gai paintings k peeche unki date b likhi hui thi. Or Aunty ki ye paintings dekh k mein imagine ker rahi thi k us wakt kia nazaray hon gay.

Mera dil ker raha thaa k ek hi din me uncle ki likhi sari diaries parh loon. Lekin aisa mumkin nahi tha. Abhi pehli diary adhi hui thi or meri choot me is qadar hulchul mach chuki thi k bardasht se bahar hoti ja rahi thi. Mene us wakt clock per time dekha to raat k 2 bj rahay thay.

Us wakt mere seene pe sajay mere ubhaar alag shan se kharay huay thay. Mere nipple khare ho ker un ki khubsoorti ko char chand laga rahay thay. Mere nipples itne hard ho chukay thay k halka sa masalne me un me meetha meetha dard hota tha. Or ek ajeeb si leher meri choot tak jati. Jis se meri choot me kharish or barh rahi thi.

Mene apni panty ko utha k dekhi to meri Choot se chipchipa rass bahar nikal raha tha. Or neeche bedsheet per gir raha tha.

Mene apni choot per ungli pherni shuru ker di. Mere dimagh me mazay ki lehrain chalne lagien. Ahista ahista me apne orgasm ki taraf barhne lagi. Phir achanak meri choot ne pani chor diya. Mere moo se aaaahhhh… ooooohhhhh… ki awazain nikalne lagien.

Mere hath meri choot k chipchipay pani se geela ho gyaa. Jis k bad mujhe itne sukoon ki neend aaee k me agle roz dopeher 12 bje jagi. Mujhe Mom ne khub danta lekin mene un se sorry keh ker unko mana liye. Us din or kuch naa hua. Raat k khanay k bad me dobara Uncle ki diary khol ker baith gai.

 

Aj raat ko mene jab diary parhni shuru ki to pehle saare kapre utar diye or bilkul nangi apne bistar me ghuss gai. Ta k apni choot se asani se khel sakoon.

Me diary parhne baithi.

(From the Diary)

Uncle ki zabani>>>>>>
Zindagi itni haseen b ho sakti hai mujhe nhi pata tha. Lekin isi khubsoorat zindagi me kabhi kabhi museebtain b sir uthaey khari hoti hain. Aisa hi kuch hamare sath b hua. Naheed maa banne wali thi. Jab hamara bacha duniya me anay wala tha to Naheed seerhiyo se gir gai. 2 din tak wo zindagi or mout ki kashmakash me rahi. Is doran hamara bacha to zaya ho gyaa lekin Dr ne aisi khabar sunai jis se me mazeed pareshan ho gya Q k Naheed ab kabhi maa nahi bun sakti thi.

Is baat ko Naheed se chupana tha. Q k pehle hi hum apna bacha kho chukay thay. To ye khabar us k liye depression ka sabab bun sakti thi bal k tension se uski jan b ja sakti thi.

khair wakt guzarta gaya. Me Naheed ka bht khayal rakhta lekin wo pehle ki tarah naa ho saki. Uski chehre se jaise musurahat ghayab ho chuki thi. Us hadse k 6 month bad Naheed ko pata chal gaya k wo kabhi maa nahi bun sakti. Ye situation mere lie bht mushkil thi. Naheed kisi b tarah sambhal nahi rahi thi.

(is k bad diary me ek saal ka gape aa gaya)

Aj Naheed ki saalgirah hai. Hum dono bht khush hain. Shukar hai uski murahat wapas aa gai. Mene Naheed k liye ek shandar surprise rakha hai. Me ek sath 3 bachay le k ghar aa raha hoon. Q k mera ek bht aziz dost car hadse me mara gya hai. Jis me uski biwi or ek 4 sal ki beti marr gaey hain. Jab k us ka 2 sal ka beta or 1 month k twins ko kuch halki chotain aei hain. Is liye mene socha hai k hum in bacho ko apne bachay bana k palain gay. Yei hamari olad ki kami ko poora karain gay.

Raat ko mene Naheed ko birthday wish kiya or tohfay ko tor pe nursery se un bacho k mangwa liya jin ko ek nurse apne sath le k aei. Naheed in teeno bacho ko dekh k bht khush hui. Uski aankho me khushi k aansu thay jo rukne ka naam nahi le rahay thay.

(To the Present)

Mujhe shadeed herat hui k Uncle or Aunty k apne bachay nahi hain. Bal k unho ne apne marhoom dost k bacho ko pala hai. Or un teen bacho k Nam Noman, Kamran or Irum hain. Mera zehen tezi se uncle ki zindagi k baray me soch rahi thi k unho ne kitna mushkil wakt dekha hai. Aj k dor me jahan insan apni biwi ko choti choti baat pe chor deta hai, wahan uncle ne olad naa honay k bawajood Apni biwi ko betahasha piyar diya.

Meri nazar me uncle k liye izzat or b barh gai thi. Yei sab batain sochte sochte me neend ki aaghosh me chali gai.

 

By : HiraKhan