Mansi aur Maan ke beech ki woh khamoshi ab dheere-dheere gehre tension aur attraction mein badal chuki thi. Washroom ki dhundhli roshni aur bahar hoti baarish ki awaaz ne mahaul ko aur bhi madhosh kar diya tha.
Maan ki pakad mein ek aisa junoon tha jise Mansi ab aur ignore nahi kar pa rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi yeh aadmi khatarnak hai… lekin uski touch mein jo tadap thi, usne Mansi ke saare virodh ko pighla diya tha.
Maan ne Mansi ko apni baahon mein bhar liya aur use utha kar bedroom ki taraf le chala. Room mein halki candles ki roshni naach rahi thi. Usne Mansi ko velvet bed par dheere se lita diya.
Mansi ki saansein tez thi… aur uski aankhen Maan ke chehre par tiki hui thi — jo is waqt kisi shikari ki tarah nahi, balki ek lover ki tarah jhuk raha tha.
Maan dheere-dheere Mansi ke kapde uske jism se alag karne laga. Jaise-jaise uski skin expose ho rahi thi, Maan ki aankhon ki chamak aur gehri hoti ja rahi thi.
Usne Mansi ke gale, kandhon aur phir uske seene par apni garam saanson ko chhoda.
Mansi ke muh se halki si aaah nikli… aur usne Maan ke baalon mein apni ungliyan fasa li.
Maan ne apni shirt utaar kar side mein phenki. Uska muscular body aur broad chest Mansi ke saamne tha.
Usne condom nikala aur pehen liya.
Mansi use gaur se dekh rahi thi. Woh dari hui nahi thi… balki us pal ka intezaar kar rahi thi jab woh poori tarah Maan ki ho jaayegi.
Maan ne apni jagah banayi aur dheere se Mansi ke pairon ke beech aa gaya. Uska dick Mansi ki soft body ke entrance par tha. Jaise hi usne pehla push diya, Mansi ki aankhen khinch gayi.
Woh kaafi bada aur hard tha.
Mansi ne pehle kabhi aisa mehsoos nahi kiya tha.
Maan dheere-dheere uske andar samaane laga.
Andar-bahar ki us movement mein Mansi ko ajeeb sa stretch mehsoos ho raha tha. Maan ki pace controlled thi, lekin har thrust Mansi ke andar tak goonj raha tha.
Mansi ne upar dekhte hue kaha — awaaz mein halki si complaint aur bahut saara pyaar tha,
“Maan… jaise maine socha tha waise feel nahi ho raha… tumne yeh condom kyun pehna hai?”
Maan ruk gaya. Uski saansein bhaari ho chuki thi. Usne Mansi ki aankhon mein jhaanka.
“Main tumhe safe rakhna chahta tha, Mansi.”
Mansi ne uska chehra apne haathon mein le liya aur dheere se whisper kiya,
“Mujhe tumhari safety nahi… tumhara poora ehsaas chahiye. Mujhe tumhari garam soft skin apne andar mehsoos karni hai. Main chahti hoon tum aur kareeb aao… bina kisi deewar ke.”
Maan ki aankhon mein jaise aag lag gayi.
Usne turant khud ko peeche kheench liya aur condom utaar kar side mein phenk diya.
Ab unke beech koi barrier nahi tha.
Maan ne dobara Mansi ke andar entry li.
Is baar sensation bilkul alag tha.
Mansi ko Maan ke jism ki poori garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Jaise hi Maan ne phir se andar-bahar karna shuru kiya, Mansi ke muh se bina control ke siskiyan nikalne lagi. Use mehsoos ho raha tha ki Maan ka dick uske andar dhadak raha hai.
Woh garmi… woh slip… aur woh direct touch Mansi ko bilkul alag hi duniya mein le ja raha tha.
“Aah… Maan… tum… tum bahut amazing ho,” Mansi ne karahte hue kaha.
Maan ki speed ab badh chuki thi. Room mein unke bodies ke takraane ki awaaz aur Mansi ki siskiyaan goonj rahi thi. Mansi ko mehsoos ho raha tha ki Maan ka dick uske andar gehra ja raha hai… jaise woh uski rooh ko chhoona chahta ho.
Maan ka paseena Mansi ke badan par gir raha tha, jo unke milan ko aur bhi intense bana raha tha.
Maan ne Mansi ke dono haath bed par upar ki taraf pin kar diye aur apni poori taqat ke saath last thrusts dene laga.
Mansi ka poora body kaanp raha tha. Use mehsoos hua ki Maan ke andar ka lava ab phatne wala hai.
Agle hi pal, ek gehri si awaaz ke saath Maan ne khud ko Mansi ke andar release kar diya.
Dono ek-dusre se lipte hue, bilkul thak kar bed par gir pade.
Mansi ko ab bhi apne andar woh dhadkan mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Maan ne uske maathe par kiss ki aur thaka hua sa uske bagal mein let gaya.
“Ab tum sirf meri ho, Mansi… hamesha ke liye.”
Mansi ne apna sir uski chest par rakh diya.
Use pata tha — uski duniya badal chuki hai.
Ek killer ne use apna shikaar nahi… apni zindagi bana liya tha.
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Us toofani aur junoon bhari raat ke baad, agle subah room mein suraj ki pehli kiran ne dastak di.
Mansi ki aankhen khuli, toh usne khud ko Maan ki strong baahon ke ghere mein paaya.
Maan so raha tha… uske chehre par woh purani cruelty nahi, balki ek ajeeb sa sukoon tha.
Mansi ne dheere se uska haath hataya aur uth gayi.
Uske lower body mein kal raat ki intensity ka halka sa dard tha — jo use yaad dila raha tha ki woh ab badal chuki hai.
Woh chupchaap kitchen chali gayi.
Usne Maan ke liye breakfast banane ka decide kiya.
Woh chahti thi ki aaj ki subah bhi kal ki tarah khoobsurat ho.
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Mansi gas stove ke paas khadi chai aur omelette bana rahi thi, tabhi use peeche se aahat mehsoos hui.
Woh mudti, usse pehle hi Maan ke strong haathon ne uski kamar pakad li.
Maan ne apna chehra Mansi ki gardan ke paas jhukaya aur uski skin par ek gehri kiss de di.
Mansi muskura kar boli,
“Maan… uth gaye? Jaao fresh ho jao, main breakfast bana rahi hoon.”
Maan ki awaaz mein subah ka heavy-pan aur beshak junoon tha,
“Bhukh toh lagi hai, Mansi… lekin naashtay ki nahi… tumhari.”
Mansi ke badan mein ek sardi si daud gayi.
Maan ne use mudne nahi diya.
Usne dheere se Mansi ki nighty upar uthayi.
Kitchen slab thandi thi…
lekin Maan ke haath jalte hue angaaron jaise the.
Usne Mansi ke hips ko apni hatheliyon mein bhar liya aur use counter ki taraf halka sa jhuka diya.
Maan ne bina koi delay kiye apna pant neeche kiya. Uska dick subah ki garmi se pehle hi poori tarah hard aur out of control ho chuka tha. Usne Mansi ke pairon ke beech apni jagah banayi aur bina condom ke, ek hi jhatke mein uske andar gehra sama gaya.
“Aah! Maan…” Mansi ke muh se ek cheekh nikli — dard ki nahi, balki us achanak mile pleasure ki.
Kal raat ka ehsaas abhi bhi taaza tha… aur ab subah ki roshni mein, bina kisi barrier ke, Maan ka woh strong body usse andar tak bhar raha tha.
Maan ne Mansi ke dono haath kitchen slab par firmly tika diye aur khade-khade hi powerful thrusts dene laga.
Mansi ki gardan peeche ki taraf jhuk gayi.
Use woh pressure aur Maan ki movement itni pasand aa rahi thi ki woh apni sudh-budh kho baithi.
Kitchen ke bartanon ki awaaz aur Maan ke body ke takraane ki sound milkar ek ajeeb si rhythm bana rahi thi.
“Maan… aur fast… please… aur fast…” Mansi haanfte hue boli. Uski awaaz mein ajeeb si talab thi. Woh chahti thi Maan use poori tarah apne control mein le le.
Maan ne uski demand poori ki.
Ab uski speed machine jaisi fast aur powerful ho gayi thi. Har thrust ke saath Mansi ka body aage-peeche hil raha tha. Use mehsoos ho raha tha ki Maan ka dick uske andar har jagah touch kar raha hai, rub kar raha hai.
Woh garmi… woh dhadkan… aur woh raw feeling Mansi ko pagal kar rahi thi.
“Tum… tum meri aadat bante ja rahe ho, Maan…” Mansi sisakte hue boli.
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Jab junoon apne peak par tha aur dono ka body phir se us last point ki taraf badh raha tha…
tabhi achanak room ke sannate ko cheer ti hui ek tez awaaz aayi.
Tring–tring… tring–tring…
Maan ka phone.
Us sharp ringtone ne Maan ko ek pal ke liye rok diya. Uska chehra, jo abhi tak pyaar aur junoon se bhara tha, achanak hard ho gaya.
Woh jaanta tha — is waqt kaun call kar sakta hai.
Usne khud ko Mansi se alag kiya.
Mansi adhoori aur hairaan reh gayi.
Woh haanfte hue Maan ko dekh rahi thi — jinki aankhon mein ab phir se wahi purana killer laut aaya tha.
Maan ne phone uthaya.
Dusri taraf se ek bhaari aur thandi awaaz aayi,
“Maan, naya kaam hai. Shehar ka sabse bada businessman. Shaam tak kaam khatam chahiye. Amount tumhari soch se zyada hai.”
Maan ne Mansi ki taraf dekha — jo apni nighty theek kar rahi thi, aur jinki aankhon mein ab bhi wahi masoomiyat aur adhoorapan tha.
“Paise ki baat nahi hai,” Maan ne cold awaaz mein kaha,
“Kaam ho jaayega.”
Call cut hote hi kitchen ka woh madhosh mahaul ek thande kabristaan jaisa ho gaya.
Maan ne apni shirt ke buttons band kiye aur apne weapons wale bag ki taraf badh gaya.
Mansi uske paas aayi. Uski aankhon mein aansu the.
“Kya phir se? Kya tum ruk nahi sakte? Humein paise ki kami nahi hai, Maan…”
Maan ne uska chehra chhua — lekin is baar uski touch mein garmi nahi, zimmedaari thi.
“Yeh paise ke liye nahi hai, Mansi. Yeh meri duniya hai. Agar maine mana kiya… toh woh log hum tak pahunch jaayenge. Mujhe jaana hoga.”
Mansi wahin khadi reh gayi.
Abhi kuch pal pehle woh Maan ke pyaar mein doobi hui thi…
aur ab use phir yaad dila diya gaya tha ki uska lover koi normal ladka nahi… balki maut ka saudagar hai.
Woh “perfect morning” ek kadve sach ke saath khatam ho gayi.
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