दादाजी ने मम्मी की चूत चोद डाली

Dadaji aur mummy ki chudai kahani:- Dopahar ka samay, ghar ka ek shant kamra. Bahar ki garmi se bachne ke liye parde gire hue hain aur kamre mein halki si thandak hai. Dada ji sofa par baithe hain aur mummy paas hi baithi hain.

Dada ji: (mummy ki taraf dekhte hue, unki aankhon mein ek gahri chahat hai)
“Aaj tum bahut sundar lag rahi ho…”

Dadaji aur mummy ki chudai hindi sex kahani

Mummy: (thoda sharmate hue aur apni saari ka pallu theek karte hue)
“Ji? Kya hua? Aap aaj kuch zyada hi tarif kar rahe hain…”

Dada ji: (dheere se apna haath badhakar mummy ke ghutne par rakhte hain)
“Tarif nahi kar raha hoon, sach keh raha hoon. Is umar mein bhi tumhari yeh chamak dekhkar mera dil dhadakne lagta hai.”

(Dada ji ka haath dheere-dheere upar ki ore badhta hai, jisse mummy ke shareer mein ek sihran daud jati hai. Woh apni nigahen jhuka leti hain lekin unke chehre par ek muskaan hai.)

Mummy: (dheemi awaaz mein)
“Aap bhi na… Ab to hum dono boodhe ho gaye hain. Par aapki baatein sunkar mujhe phir se wahi purani wali mehsoos hone lagti hai.”

Dada ji: (unki awaaz thodi bhari ho jati hai aur woh mummy ke kaan ke paas jhukkar phusphusate hain)
“Boodhe to sirf shareer hote hain, jaan to abhi bhi jawan hai. Aur jab main tumhe dekhta hoon, to mujhe lagta hai ki meri poori duniya bas tum hi ho.”

(Dada ji ka haath ab mummy ki jaanghon ko chhoote hue thoda aur upar badh jata hai. Mummy ki saansein tez hone lagti hain aur woh apni aankhein band kar leti hain.)

Mummy: (ek lambi aah bharte hue)
“Aah… Aapke haathon ka sparsh… Kitna garam hai. Aisa lag raha hai jaise bijli daud gayi ho poore badan mein.”

Dada ji: (mummy ke gale par apne hont rakhte hue)
“To phir is bijli ko mehsoos karne do…”

Mummy: (halka sa peeche hatte hue, chehre par ek banawati sakhti laate hue)
“Are… Are… Yeh kya kar rahe hain aap? Koi dekh lega to kya sochega? Chhodiye mujhe…”

(Lekin unke shabdon mein koi asli gussa nahi hai, balki ek shararti lahja hai jo dada ji ko aur bhi uttejit kar deta hai.)

Dada ji: (muskurate hue aur unhe aur qareeb kheenchte hue)
“Dekhne do kaun dekhta hai. Is waqt mujhe sirf tum chahiye. Aur yeh tumhara virodh karna… Mujhe pata hai yeh sab natak hai.”

Mummy: (apni palkein jhapkate hue aur thoda sa muh banate hue)
“Natak nahi hai! Aap bilkul nahi samajhte. Agar kisi ne dekh liya to kitni sharm aayegi…”

Dada ji: (unke haath ab mummy ki kamar ke neeche se andar jate hue unki mulayam twacha ko chhoote hain)
“Sharm kaisi? Is ghar mein hamare alawa aur kaun hai? Aur waise bhi, tumhari yeh dhadakti hui saansein bata rahi hain ki tum mana nahi kar rahi ho.”

(Dada ji dheere se mummy ke blouse ke hook kholne lagte hain. Mummy ka shareer thartharane lagta hai aur woh halka sa virodh karne ke liye unka haath pakadti hain, par unki pakad mein koi taakat nahi hai.)

Mummy: (haanfte hue aur chehra ghumate hue)
“Nahi… Rukiye… Abhi nahi… Uff… Aap bahut ziddi ho gaye hain…”

Dada ji: (unke chehre par ek vijayi muskaan aati hai aur woh mummy ke kaan ke paas dheere se kaatte hain)
“Ziddi to main tab hota hoon jab tum mana karti ho, abhi to tum khud chahti ho ki main tumhe pyaar karoon.”

(Jaise hi blouse ke aakhiri hook khulte hain, mummy ke ubhare hue safed choochiyan hawa ke sampark mein aate hi thandi hawa se sihar uth ti hain. Dada ji ki nigahen un par tik jati hain.)

Mummy: (apna haath chhati par rakhkar dhakne ki koshish karte hue, lekin unki awaaz mein ab samarpan hai)
“Oh… Dada ji… Yeh kya kar rahe hain aap… Koi dekh lega to…”

Dada ji: (mummy ke khule hue blouse ke andar haath daalte hue, unki makhmali aur bhari choochiyon ko apni hatheliyon mein bhar lete hain)
“Ab dekho… Koi nahi dekh raha. Yeh choochiyan kitni naram aur garam hain… Inhe sehlane ka man kar raha hai.”

(Dada ji ki ungliyan mummy ki gulabi nipples ko halkе se dabati hain, jisse mummy ke muh se ek dabi hui cheekh nikalti hai.)

Mummy: (apne chehre ko haathon se chhupate hue aur zor-zor se haanfte hue)
“Aahh… Uff…”

Mummy: (haathon se apna chehra chhupaye hue, lekin unke shareer ki harkatein kuch aur hi keh rahi hain)
“Uff… Dada ji… Aap kitne gande ho gaye hain… Itni himmat kaise hui aapki…”

(Mummy ke shabd bhale hi shikayat kar rahe hon, lekin unki aankhon mein sharm aur khushi ka mila-jula bhaav hai. Woh apni aankhein sikod leti hain jab dada ji ki ungliyan unki nipples ko zor se dabati hain.)

Dada ji: (mummy ke kaan ke paas phusphusate hue, unki choochiyon ko apni ungliyon se gol-gol ghumate hue)
“Ganda? Main to bas wahi kar raha hoon jo tumhari yeh choochiyan mujhse karwana chahti hain. Dekho, kitni sakht ho gayi hain yeh…”

Mummy: (apni gardan peeche ki ore jhukate hue aur gahri saans lete hue)
“Aahh… Nahi… Mat kijiye… Itna zor se mat dabaiye… Uff!”

(Mummy ka poora shareer ab kaanp raha hai. Woh apne haath dada ji ke kandhon par tika deti hain, mano khud ko girne se bacha rahi hon. Unki sharm ab dheere-dheere kamukta mein badal rahi hai.)

Dada ji: (mummy ki choochiyon ko apni hatheliyon ke beech ragadte hue aur unke nipples ko apne anguthe se masalte hue)
“Yeh dekho… Tumhare nipples kitne kade ho gaye hain. Yeh chilla-chilla kar keh rahe hain ki tumhe aur zyada chahiye.”

Mummy: (apni aankhein kaskar band kar leti hain aur unke muh se ek dheemi si karah nikalti hai)
“Aahh… Dada ji… Aap… Aap bahut bekabu ho rahe hain… Uff!”

(Mummy ka shareer ab poori tarah se dada ji ke niyantran mein hai. Unki choochiyan dada ji ki hatheliyon ke beech pichak rahi hain aur har dabav ke saath mummy ke shareer mein ek lehar si daud jati hai.)

Dada ji: (mummy ke gale ke neeche utarte hue aur unki collar bone ko choomte hue)
“Bekabu to hona hi padega… Jab saamne itni khoobsurat aurat khadi ho. Tumhari yeh choochiyan… Inka swaad lene ke liye main pagal ho raha hoon.”

Mummy: (apni kamar ko thoda upar ki ore modte hue, jaise dada ji ke sparsh ko aur qareeb kheenchna chaah rahi hon)
“Aahh… Dada ji… Wahan nahi… Uff, aapki zubaan… Bahut garam hai…”

(Dada ji ab seedhe mummy ki ek bhari aur latakti hui choochi ke paas pahunch jate hain. Woh use apni hatheliyon mein pakadkar uthate hain aur uske gulabi nipple ko apni jeebh se halka sa chaatte hain.)

Mummy: (ek tez cheekh marte hue aur apne nakhun dada ji ki peeth mein chubhate hue)
“Aahhh! Nahi… Dada ji… Aisa mat kijiye… Uff, mere pet mein gudgudi ho rahi hai… Aahh!”

Dada ji: (mummy ki cheekh sunkar aur bhi uttejit ho jate hain. Woh unki choochi ko apne muh mein bhar lete hain aur poore josh ke saath uske nipple ko apne daanton se halka sa chabate hain)
“Tumhare pet mein gudgudi ho rahi hai? Yeh to bas shuruaat hai… Abhi to maine tumhari in choochiyon ka asli maza lena shuru bhi nahi kiya.”

(Woh doosri choochi ko bhi apne muh mein le lete hain, dono bhari choochiyan unke muh ke beech mein dabi hui hain. Mummy ka poora shareer thartharane lagta hai aur woh bed ki chaddar ko mazbooti se pakad leti hain.)

Mummy: (apni aankhein upar ki ore chadhaate hue aur poori tarah se bekabu hote hue)
“Aahhh… Papa ji! Rukiye… Uff! Aap… Aap to bilkul pagal ho gaye hain… Aahh!”

(Mummy ka shareer ab poori tarah se samarpan kar chuka hai. Woh ‘papa ji’ pukarte hue unke sir ko apni choochiyon ke aur qareeb dhakel deti hain, jaise woh khud unhe aur gahrai se mehsoos karana chahti hon.)

Dada ji: (mummy ki choochiyon ko apne muh mein dabaye hue, thode bhari swar mein)
“Pagal to main hoon hi, bahu… Jab se tumhe is ghar mein aaya hai, mera chain cheen liya hai tumne. Tumhari yeh choochiyan… Yeh mujhe deewana bana deti hain.”

Mummy: (saans phoolte hue aur apna chehra dard aur sukh ke mile-jule ehsaas se sikodte hue)
“Aahh… Papa ji… Aap kya bol rahe hain… Uff! Meri… Meri haalat kharab kar di aapne… Aahh!”

(Mummy ka shareer ab paseene se tar-batar hone laga hai. Dada ji ki jeebh aur unke daanton ka khel mummy ke dimag ko sunn kar raha hai. Woh baar-baar apni kamar ko jhatka de rahi hain, jisse unki bhari choochiyan dada ji ke chehre par aur zor se takra rahi hain.)

Dada ji: (mummy ki ek choochi ko apne muh se bahar nikalte hue, jo ab poori tarah geeli aur sooji hui lag rahi hai)
“Haalat kharab kyun nahi hogi bahu?”

Dada ji: (mummy ki us sooji hui aur geeli choochi ko apni aankhon ke saamne dekhte hue, jinki lalima ab saaf dikh rahi hai)
“Jab tumhari yeh raseeli choochiyan is tarah tadap rahi hon, to kisi ka bhi khoon khaul jaye. Tum janti ho na ki tum kitni haseen lag rahi ho is haalat mein?”

(Dada ji apni ek haath se mummy ki kamar ko kaskar pakad lete hain aur doosre haath se unki doosri choochi ko zor se marodne lagte hain.)

Mummy: (dard aur charam sukh ke mishran se karahte hue)
“Aahhh! Papa ji… Nahi… Uff! Itna zor se mat marodiye… Aahh! Meri… Meri chhati phat jayegi…”

Dada ji: (mummy ki karah sunkar aur bhi zyada ugr ho jate hain. Woh unki kamar ko apni taraf kheenchte hain taaki unka shareer unse ekdum sat jaye)
“Phatne do bahu… Phatne do! Agar aaj yeh chhati phat gayi, to samjhoonga ki mera maksad poora hua. Tumhari yeh tadap hi to mujhe aur pyasa bana rahi hai.”

(Dada ji achanak mummy ki saari ke pallu ko jhatke se neeche kheench dete hain, jisse unka poora upari shareer aur bhari vaksh poori tarah se ujagar ho jata hai. Kamre ki halki roshni mein unki safed aur bhari hui choochiyan chamak rahi hain.)

Mummy: (sharm se apni aankhein moond leti hain lekin unke shareer ki harkatein kuch aur hi keh rahi hain)
“Aahh… Papa ji…”

Mummy: (apne haathon se dada ji ke kandhon ko dheere se dhakka dene ki koshish karte hue, unki awaaz mein sharm aur ghabrahat saaf jhalak rahi hai)
“Nahi… Papa ji… Nahi… Aisa mat kijiye… Koi dekh lega… Uff! Please… Ruk jaiye…”

(Lekin unke yeh chhote-chhote pratirodh sirf ek dikhawa matra reh gaye hain. Jaise hi dada ji unke shareer ko chhoote hain, mummy ka shareer khud-ba-khud unki ore jhukne lagta hai. Woh unhe rokne ki koshish to kar rahi hain, lekin unke haath dada ji ko door karne ke bajaye anjane mein unke kapdon ko aur kaskar pakad rahe hain.)

Dada ji: (ek shararti muskaan ke saath, unki nakaam koshishon ko bhaanpte hue)
“Koi nahi dekh raha bahu…”

Dada ji: (mummy ke un kamzor pratirodhon ko dekhkar muskurate hain aur unke kaan ke paas jakar phusphusate hain)
“Jhooth mat bolo bahu… Tumhara shareer to kuch aur hi keh raha hai. Tumhare yeh haath mujhe door karne ke liye nahi, balki mujhe aur qareeb bulane ke liye kaanp rahe hain.”

(Dada ji achanak apna haath mummy ki kamar se hatakar unki jaanghon ki ore le jate hain aur bahut hi adhikar ke saath unhe sehlane lagte hain.)

Mummy: (ek lambi aur gahri saans chhodte hue, unke gale se ek dheemi si aah nikalti hai)
“Aahh… Papa ji… Aap… Aap bahut badtameez ho gaye hain… Uff! Mere pair… Mere pair kaanp rahe hain…”

Dada ji: (unki kaanpti hui taangon ko mehsoos karte hue, unki aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak aa jati hai)
“Kaanp rahe hain? Iska matlab hai ki tumhe bhi wahi mehsoos ho raha hai jo main kar raha hoon. Tumhari yeh bebasi… Yeh kamzori… Yahi to mujhe pagal bana rahi hai.”

(Dada ji bina waqt ganwaye, mummy ke chehre ko apne haathon mein bhar lete hain aur bahut hi gahrai se unke honton ko choomna shuru kar dete hain. Yeh chumban dheema nahi, balki bahut hi bhookha aur aakramak hai.)

Mummy: (shuruaat mein chaukkar unki aankhon mein dekhti hain, lekin dada ji ke aakramak chumban ke aage unka sara virodh pighalne lagta hai. Woh apni aankhein band kar leti hain aur anjane mein hi dada ji ke gale mein apni baahen lapet leti hain, mano unhe aur qareeb kheench rahi hon)
“Mmm… Unhh… Papa ji…”

(Unke muh se nikalne wali dabi hui awaazen ab keval samarpan ka sanket de rahi hain. Dada ji ka haath ab unki peeth ke nichle hisse par phisalte hue unki saari ke andar chala jata hai, jahan unki twacha garam aur paseene se tar hai.)

Dada ji: (chumban todte hue, unki gardan par apni naak ragadte hue)
“Ab dekho…”

Dada ji: (mummy ki gardan par apni naak ragadte hue aur unki khushboo ko gahrai se mehsoos karte hue)
“Tumhari yeh mehak… Yeh madhosh kar dene wali khushboo… Isne to mujhe deewana bana diya hai. Ab aur intezar nahi hota!”

(Dada ji achanak apne haath ko unki saari ke andar se aur gahrai tak le jate hain aur seedhe unki geeli aur garam jaanghon ke beech pahunch jate hain. Woh apni ungliyon se wahan ki nami ko mehsoos karte hain aur ek gahri, bhari saans lete hain.)

Mummy: (achanak unke sparsh se unke poore shareer mein bijli jaisi lehar daud jati hai. Woh jhatke se peeche ki ore jhuk jati hain aur unki awaaz cheekh jaisi nikalti hai)
“Aahhh! Papa ji… Wahan… Nahi… Uff!”

Dada ji: (unki is cheekh aur uttejana ko dekhkar unki aankhon mein vasna aur badh jati hai. Woh unki geeli jagah par apni ungliyon se dabav banana shuru kar dete hain, jisse mummy ka poora shareer thartharane lagta hai)
“Kyun nahi? Yahan to tum sabse zyada geeli ho… Aur yeh garmi… Yeh bata rahi hai ki tum kab se mera intezar kar rahi thi.”

(Dada ji ki ungliyan ab aur bhi tezi aur lay ke saath kaam karne lagti hain, jisse mummy ke shareer se ek ajeeb si chhatpataahat nikalne lagti hai.)

Mummy: (apni aankhein poori tarah band kar leti hain, unka sir peeche ki ore jhuk jata hai aur woh kamre ki deewar ko mazbooti se pakad leti hain taaki gir na jayein)
“Unhh… Aahh… Papa ji… Bas…”

Dada ji: (unki bebasi aur us geelepan ko mehsoos karte hue, unki ungliyon ki gati aur badha dete hain)
“Bas kya? Abhi to shuruaat hai… Tumhari yeh tadap mujhe aur bhi pagal bana rahi hai.”

(Woh apni ungliyon ko thoda aur andar le jate hain, jisse mummy ke muh se ek lambi aur gahri siski nikalti hai.)

Dada ji: (unki bebasi aur us geelepan ko mehsoos karte hue, apni ungliyon ko unki chut ke andar aur gahrai tak utar dete hain)
“Kyun nahi? Tumhari yeh chut to paani ki tarah bah rahi hai… Itni geeli ho chuki hai ki meri ungliyan phisal rahi hain. Sach batao, kab se is pyaas mein jal rahi thi?”

(Dada ji ki ungliyan ab unki chut ke andar bahut tezi aur berahmi se harkat karne lagti hain, jisse mummy ka poora nichla hissa thartharane lagta hai.)

Mummy: (unki chut ke andar ungliyon ki tez halchal se unka dimag sunn hone lagta hai. Woh apni kamar ko baar-baar dada ji ke haathon ki taraf dhakel rahi hain, jaise aur zyada chahti hon)
“Aahhh… Unhh… Papa ji… Aapki ungliyan… Bahut acchi lag rahi hain… Aahh! Meri chut… Maza aa raha hai… Uff!”

(Mummy ki siskiyan ab aur bhi oonchi aur bekabu hoti ja rahi hain. Unki saari poori tarah se ast-vyast ho chuki hai aur unki chhati tezi se upar-neeche ho rahi hai.)

Dada ji: (unki awaaz mein bharipan aur hawas saaf jhalak rahi hai. Woh unki chut ke bheetar apni ungliyon ko aur bhi zor se ragadte hain, jisse geelepan aur bhi badhne lagta hai)
“To phir aur kyun maang rahi ho? Dekho kaise apni chut ko mere haathon par mal rahi ho… Kitni betaab ho tum!”

(Woh achanak apni ungli bahar nikalte hain aur phir jhatke se use wapas unki chut ke chhed mein ghusa dete hain.)

Mummy: (jhatke se unka shareer dhanush ki tarah tan jata hai aur woh zor se chilla uth ti hain)
“Aahhhh! Papa ji… Uff! Aisa mat kijiye… Aahh! Meri chut… Bahut zyada ho raha hai… Unhh!”

Dada ji: (unke chehre par ek kroor muskaan aati hai. Woh dekhte hain ki kaise unki ungliyon ke jane se mummy ki chut ka dwar fail raha hai aur wahan se safed gaadha taral ris kar bahar aa raha hai)
“Yeh dekh… Teri chut ka ras meri ungliyon par chadha raha hai. Tu kitni gandi aur kamuk ho gayi hai… Bol, kya tujhe aur chahiye?”

(Woh apni ungliyon ko ab chut ke andar ghumate hue uske sanvedansheel hisse yani clitoris ko zor-zor se ragadne lagte hain.)

Mummy: (unke poora shareer niyantran khone lagta hai. Woh apne haath se deewar ko itna kaskar pakad leti hain ki unke nakhun deewar mein dhasne lagte hain)
“Aahhh! Nahi… Papa ji… Wahan… Unhh!”

Mummy: (clitoris par ungliyon ki gharshann se unhe aisa mehsoos hota hai jaise bijli daud rahi ho. Unki aankhon ke saamne andhera chhane lagta hai aur woh pagalon ki tarah apna koolha dada ji ke haathon ki taraf jhatakne lagti hain)
“Aahhh! Papa ji… Uff! Please… Rukiye mat… Meri chut… Unhh! Mujhe khatm kar dijiye… Aahh!”

(Mummy ka shareer paseene se tar-batar ho chuka hai aur unki saansein ekdum ukhad rahi hain.)

Dada ji: (unki awaaz mein ek junglipan aa jata hai. Woh unki chut ke maansal hisson ko apni ungliyon se kheenchte hain aur phir jhatke se andar ghuste hain)
“Abhi to khel shuru hua hai… Dekhna chahta hoon ki teri yeh chut aur kitna seh sakti hai. Tu to bas ek janwar ki tarah lapak rahi hai mere haathon ko!”

(Woh apni ungliyon ki raftaar itni badha dete hain ki mummy ke shareer se nikalne wali awaazen ab cheekhon mein badalne lagti hain.)

Mummy: (unke gale baith chuka hai, lekin unki chut ki harkatein thamne ka naam nahi le rahi. Woh rote hue aur hanste hue ek saath bolne lagti hain)
“Aahhh! Mar jaungi main… Unhh! Papa ji… Aapki ungliyan…”

Mummy: (unke shareer ab thartharane laga hai. Unki aankhon ki putliyan upar chad jati hain aur woh poori tarah se charam sukh ki dehleez par pahunch chuki hain. Unki chut ki maanspeshiyan dada ji ki ungliyon ko itni zor se jakad leti hain ki mano woh unhe nigal lena chahti hon)
“Aahhhh! Papa ji… Main… Main aane wali hoon… Unhh! Meri chut… Phat jayegi… Aahhh!”

(Tabhi unke shareer mein ek zabardast jhatka lagta hai aur unki chut se garam paani jaisa taral padarth tezi se phoot padta hai, jo dada ji ke haathon ko poori tarah bhigo deta hai.)

Dada ji: (jab mummy ka garam ras unki ungliyon aur hatheliyon par girta hai, to woh ek gahri aur santusht hansi hanste hain. Woh apni ungliyon ko abhi bhi unki chut ke andar hi rakhte hain taaki us garmaahat ko mehsoos kar saken)
“Dekh… Kitni buri haalat ho gayi hai teri. Dekh kaise tune meri ungliyon ko apne ras se nahla diya hai. Tu to bilkul bheeg chuki hai!”

(Woh dheere-dheere apni ungliyon ko bahar nikalna shuru karte hain, jisse chut ke dwar se chipchipa taral padarth dhage ki tarah khinchkar bahar aata hai.)

Mummy: (ungliyon ke bahar nikalte hi unki chut ka dwar khula reh jata hai aur usmein se safed gaadha ras tapak-tapak kar farsh par girne lagta hai. Woh haanfte hue apni taangon ko sametne ki koshish karti hain, lekin unke pair abhi bhi kamzori se kaanp rahe hain)
“Aahh… Unhh… Papa ji… Maine… Maine kabhi aisa mehsoos nahi kiya… Mera poora shareer… Hil raha hai…”

(Woh sharmindagi aur uttejana ke mile-jule bhaav ke saath apni bikhri hui saari ko theek karne ki koshish karti hain, lekin unki aankhein abhi bhi dada ji ke chehre par jami hui hain, jaise woh agle waar ka intezar kar rahi hon.)

Dada ji: (woh apni geeli hatheliyon ko dekhte hain aur phir tiraskar bhari muskaan ke saath mummy ki ore badhte hain. Woh unke paas jakar jhukte hain aur unke kaan ke paas phusphusate hain)
“Abhi to sirf ungliyon ka khel tha… Tujhe kya laga? Itna jaldi sab khatm ho jayega?”

(Woh achanak unka haath pakadkar unhe wapas bistar ya zameen par gira dete hain aur unke pairon ko faila dete hain.)

Dada ji:
“Ab asli mard ka samna kar. Dekhoon to sahi, teri yeh pyasi chut mere ang ko jhel pati hai ya nahi.”

(Woh apni pant ki zip kholte hain aur apna vishal ling bahar nikalte hain, jo poori tarah sakht aur uttejit hai.)

Dada ji: (woh apni pant neeche sarkate hue mummy ke ekdum qareeb aa jate hain. Woh unke chehre ko apne haathon mein lete hain aur bahut hi pyaar bhare, dheeme swar mein kehna shuru karte hain)
“Meri pyaari bahu… Dekh main tere liye kitna betaab hoon. Bas ek baar… Bas ek baar mujhe khud ko mehsoos karne de. Tu mana karegi, par tera shareer to kuch aur hi keh raha hai. Please… Maan ja na?”

(Woh unke maathe ko choomte hain aur phir dheere se unke kaanon ke paas phusphusate hain, jaise koi meethi vinati kar rahe hon.)

Mummy: (shuruaat mein woh jhijhakte hue peeche hatne ki koshish karti hain, unke gaal sharm se lal ho rahe hain)
“Nahi… Nahi papa ji… Yeh galat hai…”

Mummy: (woh apna chehra doosri taraf ghumа leti hain aur thartharate swar mein kehti hain)
“Papa ji… Aap jante hain yeh kitna galat hai… Agar kisi ne dekh liya to… Samaj kya kahega…”

(Lekin unke shabd kamzor pad rahe hain kyunki dada ji ki garam saansein unke gale ko chhu rahi hain aur unke sparsh se unka shareer anjane mein hi pighal raha hai.)

Dada ji: (woh bade hi shant aur prem-poorn tarike se unka chehra apni ore modte hain aur unki aankhon mein jhaankte hue kehte hain)
“Samaj ki chinta mat kar meri bacchi… Yahan koi nahi hai. Bas main hoon aur tu hai. Aur teri aankhon mein jo chamak hai, woh bata rahi hai ki tu andar se kitni vyakul hai. Main tujhe majboor nahi karoonga… Bas thoda sa pyaar chahta hoon.”

Mummy: (unki aankhon mein aansu bhar aate hain aur woh gahri saans lekar bolna shuru karti hain, mano apne dil ka bojh halka kar rahi hon)
“Aapki baatein sunkar… Mera man pighal jata hai papa ji. Aapka pyaar mujhe hamesha se hi prabhavit karta hai, par yeh sab…”

(Woh ruk jati hain, shayad soch rahi hain ki aage kya kahein. Tabhi dada ji dheere se unke aansu poonchhte hain aur unke gaalon ko sehlate hain.)

Mummy:
“…Par jab aap aise pyaar se maangte hain, to main chaahkar bhi inkaar nahi kar pati. Accha theek hai… Agar aapko isse khushi milti hai, to main… Main taiyar hoon.”

Dada ji: (unke chehre par ek sukoon bhari muskaan fail jati hai. Woh bade hi sneh ke saath unhe gale lagate hain aur unke baalon ko sehlate hue kehte hain)
“Shukriya meri lado… Shukriya. Tu samajhti hai na, aaj hum dono ko koi nahi tok sakta. Bas tu aur main.”

(Woh dheere se mummy ko sahara dekar uthate hain aur unhe saamne wali kursi par baitha dete hain. Kamre ki roshni maddham hai aur mahaul bilkul shant hai. Dada ji ghutnon ke bal baith jate hain taaki woh mummy ke star tak pahunch saken.)

Dada ji:
“Dekh, ab tu aaram se baithi hai. Tu bas relax kar… Main tujhe waise hi chhoonga jaise tu chahti hai. Bilkul dheere se…”

Mummy: (woh kursi par thodi asahaj hokar baith ti hain, lekin dada ji ki awaaz mein jo thaharav aur pyaar hai, woh unhe dheere-dheere sahaj bana raha hai. Woh lambi gahri saans leti hain aur aankhein band kar leti hain.)
“Theek hai papa ji… Jaisa aap chahen. Bas… Bas dhyan rakhiyega.”

(Jaise hi woh apni aankhein band karti hain, dada ji ke haath dheere se unke ghutne par rakhe hue reshmi dupatte ko hatana shuru karte hain. Woh badi savdhani aur samman ke saath kaam kar rahe hain, mano kisi pavitra cheez ko chhu rahe hon.)

Dada ji: (bahut dheemi awaaz mein gungunate hue)
“Dar mat… Darne ki koi baat nahi hai. Main yahin hoon.”

(Jaise hi dada ji ke haath dheere se unke ghutne ke upar se hote hue unke pairon ki ore badhte hain, mummy ke shareer mein ek sihran daud jati hai. Woh apni aankhein kaskar band kar leti hain aur unke hont halkе se kaanpne lagte hain.)

Mummy: (dheemi aur ladkhadati awaaz mein)
“Pa… Papa ji… Aapke haath itne thande kyun hain? Mujhe thand lag rahi hai…”

(Lekin unki baaton mein virodh kam aur samarpan zyada jhalak raha hai. Dada ji muskurate hain aur unke pair ko apne haathon mein lekar dheere se sehlane lagte hain.)

Dada ji:
“Yeh thand nahi hai meri bacchi, yeh to mere intezar ki tapish hai. Tu bas bharosa rakh mujh par…”

(Jaise hi dada ji unke pairon ko sehlana shuru karte hain, mummy ke shareer mein ek ajeeb si halchal hone lagti hai. Unke pair thode uchak uth te hain aur woh apni ungliyon ko kursi ke hatthon par kas leti hain.)

Mummy: (saansein tez ho rahi hain, woh dheere se phusphusati hain)
“Pa… Papa ji… Aisa mehsoos ho raha hai jaise bijli daud rahi ho poore badan mein… Mera poora shareer… Kaanp raha hai…”

(Dada ji haar manne walon mein se nahi hain. Woh dheere se unke pairon ke talwon ko dabate hain aur phir dheere-dheere upar ki ore badhte hain. Unke anubhavi haathon ka dabav aur garmi mummy ke sanvedansheel angon ke qareeb pahunch rahi hai.)

(Dada ji bina ek pal ganwaye apni aankhon mein bhookh bhare hue mummy ki saari ko upar uthate hain. Saari dheere-dheere ghutnon tak uth jati hai, jisse unki safed jaanghein aur uske theek upar lipti hui woh patli sooti petticoat dikhne lagti hai jo unki chut ko dhak rahi hai.)

Dada ji: (ek bhookhe janwar ki tarah gurrate hue)
“Bahut din baad is mandir ke darshan honge… Teri yeh pavitra aur raseeli chut!”

(Woh jhatpat petticoat ko bhi neeche kheench dete hain. Ab mummy ki gulabi, sudol aur chamakti hui chut poori tarah khuli hui hai. Usse nikalne wala meetha ras uski dono thapkiyon ke beech bahkar jaanghon par phisal raha hai.)

(Mummy sharm se apni aankhein moond leti hain, lekin unke pair khud-ba-khud fail jate hain, jisse unki woh gulabi aur raseeli chut dada ji ke saamne poori tarah khul jati hai. Hawa lagne se wahan ki sanvedansheel khaal sihar uth ti hai.)

Mummy: (thartharate hue)
“Pa… Papa ji… Nahi… Yeh sab kitna galat hai… Aahhh…”

Dada ji: (bina kisi deri ke, unke chehre ko neeche jhukate hue)
“Kuch bhi galat nahi hai… Bas wahi hone de jiski teri yeh chut salon se maang kar rahi hai.”

(Jaise hi dada ji ki garam aur geeli jeebh pehli baar unki chut ki nazuk khaal ko chhooti hai, mummy ke poore shareer mein bijli si daud jati hai. Woh zor se bed ki chaddar daboch leti hain aur unki peeth dhanush ki tarah tan jati hai.)

Mummy: (bekabu hokar chillate hue)
“Aahhhh! O baap re… Papa ji… Wahan… Uff! Mere Bhagwan!”

Dada ji: (unki chut ke chhed ke paas apni jeebh ko gol-gol ghumate hue aur gahra andar tak le jate hue)
“Hmmm… Kitna meetha hai yeh! Tera sara paani… Kitna garam aur gaadha hai… Maa kasam, isse zyada sukoon to swarg mein bhi nahi hoga!”

(Dada ji rukne ka naam nahi le rahe. Woh apni jeebh ko aur gahrai tak le jate hain, jaise ki woh us chhipe hue khazane ko chakhna chahte hon. Unki naak mummy ki chut ki sondhi aur madhosh kar dene wali khushboo ko mehsoos karti hai, jisse unka utsah aur badh jata hai.)

Mummy: (apni kamar ko betaasha upar uthate hue aur pairon ko aur failate hue)
“Ohhh… Papa ji… Aapke muh ki garmaahat… Meri chut jal rahi hai… Bahut zor se… Aahhh!”

Dada ji: (beech-beech mein sir uthakar upar dekhte hue, jinke hont poori tarah bheege hue hain aur gaalon par mummy ka ras tapak raha hai)
“Jal nahi rahi…”

(Dada ji wapas jhukte hain aur is baar apni jeebh ko aur tezi se chalate hain. Woh mummy ki chut ke bilkul upari hisse yani clitoris ko apni jeebh ki nok se sehlate hain, jise dekhkar mummy pagal hone lagti hain.)

Mummy: (poori tarah niyantran khote hue, bistar par pagalon ki tarah hilte hue)
“Aahhh! Papa ji… Wahin… Wahin chhuiye! Ohhh… Mar gayi main… Aapki jeebh… Kya jadu kar rahi hai wahan!”

Dada ji: (mummy ki chut ke charon ore apni jeebh ko lapette hue aur use bahar kheenchte hue)
“Dekh… Kaise phoola hua hai tera yeh hissa! Bilkul angoor jaisa lal ho gaya hai…”

(Dada ji ab apni jeebh ki gati aur badha dete hain. Woh apni ungliyon se mummy ki jaanghon ko aur chauda karke faila dete hain taaki unki chut ka har kona unki jeebh ki pahunch mein rahe. Woh clitoris ko apni jeebh ke agr bhaag se lagatar ragad rahe hain, jisse wahan se phootta hua ras aur bhi adhik matra mein nikal raha hai.)

Mummy: (unke gale se aisi awaazen nikal rahi hain jaisi unhone kabhi nahi nikalin hongi. Unki aankhein palat rahi hain aur shareer buri tarah kaanp raha hai)
“Aahhh! Papa ji… Mujhe… Mujhe kuch mehsoos nahi ho raha… Sab dhundhla ho raha hai… Bas… Bas aise hi karte rahiye… Aahhhh!”

(Dada ji ek gahri saans lete hain aur apni dono hatheliyon se mummy ke koolhon ko pakadkar unhe apne chehre ke aur qareeb kheench lete hain. Woh ab apni jeebh ko unki chut ke theek beechon-beech, jahan sabse zyada sanvedansheelta hai, wahan aur bhi tezi se aur laybaddh tarike se chalane lagte hain. Unki jeebh ab sirf sehla nahi rahi, balki dabav daal rahi hai, jisse mummy ke bheetar ek alag hi halchal mach rahi hai.)

Dada ji: (thodi der baad apna chehra hatate hue, jinki aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak hai aur hont poori tarah chipchipe aur chamakdar hain)
“Abhi to shuruaat hai meri bacchi… Abhi to tujhe asli maza chakhna baaki hai. Dekh to sahi, teri yeh chut kitni bheeg chuki hai…”

(Dada ji mummy ke ghutnon ke beech baithte hain aur apni ungli dheere se unke chut ke pravesh dwar par rakhte hain. Woh dekhte hain ki wahan se nikalne wala taral padarth itna chikna aur garam hai ki unki ungli phisal rahi hai. Woh muskurate hain aur apni ungli ko andar dhakelna shuru karte hain.)

Mummy: (ek jhatke ke saath peeche hatte hue, unki saansein tez chal rahi hain)
“Aahhh! Papa ji… Itni gahrai tak… Uff! Aapka haath kitna bada aur sakht mehsoos ho raha hai andar…”

Dada ji: (dheere-dheere apni ungli ko aur andar daalte hue, jabki doosri ungli se unki chut ke bahri hisson ko sehla rahe hain)
“Andar jane de…”

(Jaise hi dada ji ki ungli mummy ki chut ke aadhe raste tak pahunchti hai, woh use thoda aur andar dhakelte hain. Mummy ke shareer mein ek teevr kanpan hota hai aur unki aankhein kaskar band ho jati hain. Dada ji apni ungli ko andar ghumana shuru karte hain, jaise woh uski deewaron ko mehsoos karna chaah rahe hon.)

Mummy: (siskiyan bharte hue aur apni ungliyan dada ji ke kandhon par jamate hue)
“Aahhh! Papa ji… Andar… Andar kuch takra raha hai… Bahut garmi lag rahi hai… Mera poora badan pighal raha hai… Uff!”

Dada ji: (unki chut ki deewaron ko apni ungli se dabate hue aur ek khas jagah dhoondhte hue)
“Yahan? Yahan mil raha hai na?”

(Jaise hi dada ji ki ungli us sanvedansheel bindu yani G-spot ko chhooti hai, mummy ka poora shareer dhanush ki tarah tan jata hai. Unki kamar upar uthne lagti hai aur unke muh se ek cheekh nikalti hai jo dard aur charam sukh ke beech kahin atki hui hai. Dada ji apni ungli ko tezi se andar-bahar karne lagte hain, jisse androoni deewarein poori tarah geeli hokar chhapak-chhapak ki awaaz karne lagti hain.)

Mummy: (pagalpan bhari haalat mein sir hilate hue, unki awaaz ladkhadа rahi hai)
“Haan! Haan papa ji! Wahi jagah! Wahin… Wahin mariye apni ungli! Aahhh! Mujhe aisa lag raha hai jaise koi bijli daud rahi hai mere poore shareer mein… Main… Main girne wali hoon!”

(Dada ji mummy ki uttejana ko bhaanpte hue apni ungliyon ki raftaar aur badha dete hain. Woh ab do ungliyon ko andar daalkar ek hook jaisi harkat karne lagte hain, jisse mummy ki chut ki deewaron par dabav badh raha hai. Kamre mein unki ungliyon aur geelepan ki ‘splash-splash’ saaf sunayi de rahi hai.)

Mummy: (unke poora shareer paseene se tarbatar ho chuka hai, unki gardan ki nasein ubhar aayi hain aur woh betaasha haanf rahi hain)
“Ohhh Bhagwan! Papa ji… Rukiye mat… Bas… Bas aise hi… Main… Main chhati phaad ke chilla doongi… Aahhh! Meri chut… Sunn pad rahi hai…”

(Jaise hi mummy charam seema ke qareeb pahunchti hain, dada ji apni gati aur bhi aakramak kar dete hain. Woh apni ungliyon ko andar kheenchte samay zor se bahar nikalte hain aur phir jhatke ke saath wapas andar dhakelte hain. Isse mummy ki chut se safed gaadha paani bahar aane lagta hai jo dada ji ki kalai tak fail gaya hai. Tabhi dada ji apni jeb se apna angochha nikal kar bagal mein rakh dete hain taaki sab saaf rahe.)

Mummy: (unki aankhein pathra gayi hain, woh hosh khoti ja rahi hain aur unka gala baith chuka hai)
“Papa ji… Nahi… Nahi bardasht… Hoga… Main… Main phoot jaungi… Aahhh! Bas ek baar… Bas ek baar aur zor se…!!”

(Jaise hi mummy aakhiri jhatke ke liye taiyar hoti hain, dada ji apni ungliyon ko poori tarah andar le jate hain aur unhe andar hi rok lete hain, mano mummy ko charam seema par rokne ki koshish kar rahe hon. Lekin mummy ka shareer niyantran se bahar ho chuka hai. Unki maanspeshiyan buri tarah phadak rahi hain aur unki chut dada ji ki ungliyon ko charon taraf se kaskar jakad leti hai.)

Mummy: (ek aisi cheekh nikalti hai jo gale se nahi balki atma se nikli pratit hoti hai, unki peeth bed se alag hokar hawa mein uth jati hai)
“Aaaaaahhhh!!! Papa ji!!!”

(Charam seema ke us visphot ke baad, mummy ka poora shareer thartharahat ke saath neeche girta hai. Unki aankhon ke saamne andhera chha gaya hai aur woh gahri, betaasha saansein le rahi hain. Dada ji ne abhi bhi apni ungliyan andar hi rakhi hui hain, jo mummy ki tang aur garam chut ki deewaron se lipti hui hain. Dheere-dheere mummy ki maanspeshiyon ka khinchav kam hone lagta hai, lekin unki chut abhi bhi spasm ke saath dada ji ki ungliyon ko bheench rahi hai.)

Mummy: (dam phoolne ke karan lagbhag phusphusate hue, unki awaaz thaki hui aur bhavuk hai)
“Papa ji… O mere Bhagwan… Kya hua mujhpe… Mujhe to pata hi nahi chala…”

(Dada ji dheere se muskurate hain aur apni ungliyon ko bahut aaram se bahar nikalna shuru karte hain. Jaise hi woh bahar nikalte hain, mummy ki chut se doodhiya safed taral padarth ki ek lambi dhaar bahkar chaddar par fail jati hai. Mummy ki taangein abhi bhi kaanp rahi hain aur woh bilkul nidhaal padi hui hain. Dada ji apne haath aage badhakar mummy ke maathe se chipke paseene wale baalon ko peeche hatate hain aur bade pyaar se unke gaal sehlate hain.)

Dada ji: (gahri aur shant awaaz mein)
“Shant ho jao beta… Tum bahut zyada uttejit ho gayi thi. Dekho tumhari haalat kaisi ho gayi hai.”

(Mummy abhi bhi haanf rahi hain, unki chhati tezi se upar-neeche ho rahi hai. Woh dheere se apni aankhein kholti hain aur dada ji ke chehre ko dekhti hain. Unke gaalon par sharm aur sukoon ka mila-jula bhaav hai. Woh apni dhundhli nigahon se kamre ko dekhti hain, jahan cheezein thodi ast-vyast hain – bikhri hui chaddarein, paseene se bheegi twacha aur woh ajeeb si khushboo jo kamottejana ke baad reh jati hai.)

Mummy: (apni awaaz ko thoda sambhalte hue, sharmate hue)
“Main theek hoon papa ji… Bas thoda chakkar jaisa mehsoos ho raha hai. Aapne to mujhe bilkul sambhalne ka mauka hi nahi diya. Itni zor se…”

(Dada ji halka sa hanste hain, unki aankhon mein ek purani chamak hai. Woh apna haath mummy ke kandhe par rakhte hain aur unhe sahara dete hue thoda seedha baithne mein madad karte hain. Kamre ki khamoshi mein sirf dono ki saanson ki awaaz sunayi de rahi hai. Bahar se aati halki roshni khidki ke pardon se chhankar aa rahi hai, jisse kamre ka mahaul aur bhi shant aur niji lag raha hai.)

Dada ji: (muskurate hue aur dheeme swar mein)
“Yahi to baat hai beta… Jab bhavnayein itni gahri hon, to insan khud par kabu nahi rakh pata. Maine socha tha ki main tumhe sahaj mehsoos karunga, lekin shayad meri wajah se tum kuch zyada hi bahak gayin.”

(Mummy dada ji ki baaton ko sunkar apni nigahen jhuka leti hain. Unke chehre par lalima badh jati hai, lekin is baar yeh keval sharm nahi hai—unke bheetar ek ajeeb si bechaini aur pyaas phir se jaag rahi hai. Woh mehsoos karti hain ki charam seema tak pahunchne ke bawajood unka shareer poori tarah santusht nahi hua hai. Unki chut abhi bhi geeli hai aur dada ji ki ungliyon ki chhuan ki yaad matra se unmein ek nayi lehar daud rahi hai.)

Mummy: (dheemi awaaz mein, lagbhag budbudate hue)
“Nahi papa ji… Aap galat samajh rahe hain. Ismein aapki koi galti nahi hai. Bas… Bas aisa lag raha hai jaise kuch adhoora reh gaya hai.”

(Dada ji ki anubhavi aankhon ne turant pakad liya ki mummy kya kehna chaah rahi hain. Unhone dekha ki kaise mummy ki nigahen anjane mein hi unke nichle hisse ki ore ja rahi thiin, aur kaise unki ungliyan bistar ki chaddar ko kaskar bheench rahi thiin. Kamre mein faili woh bhari, madhosh karne wali shanti ab ek naye tanav se bhar gayi hai. Dada ji ne dheere se apna haath mummy ke ghutne par rakha aur use halkе se dabaya.)

Dada ji: (unki awaaz mein gambheerta aur adhikar hai, lekin usmein mamta bhi jhalak rahi hai)
“Adhoora? Kya matlab tumhara… Kya tum yeh keh rahi ho ki tum abhi bhi atrupt mehsoos kar rahi ho?”

(Mummy ke gale mein ek halki si thartharahat hoti hai. Woh dada ji ki aankhon mein seedhe dekh nahi pa rahi hain, lekin unke shareer ki bhasha sab kuch byaan kar rahi hai. Unki saansein phir se tez hone lagi hain aur unke hont apne aap thode khul gaye hain. Woh apna ek haath dheere se apne pet par rakh ti hain, jaise wahan uth rahi garmi ko mehsoos kar rahi hon.)

Mummy: (hichkichate hue, awaaz ladkhadа rahi hai)
“Mujhe pata nahi kyun… Par mera man shant nahi ho raha. Aapka sparsh… Woh yaad karke hi mere andar ek ajeeb si tadap mach rahi hai. Aisa lag raha hai jaise mera poora shareer aapse maang kar raha hai.”

(Dada ji ke chehre par ek gahri muskaan fail jati hai. Woh jante the ki yeh pal kab aayega. Unhone dheere se mummy ke qareeb aate hue apna chehra unke kaan ke paas le jaya. Unki garam saansein mummy ki gardan par pad rahi thiin, jisse mummy ke poore shareer mein bijli jaisi lehar daud gayi. Dada ji ka haath ab unke ghutne se sarakte hue dheere-dheere upar ki ore badhne laga.)

Dada ji: (ekdum dheemi aur phusphusati hui awaaz mein)
“To yeh adhoori tadap mitane ka waqt aa gaya hai, hai na? Tumhari yeh haalat bata rahi hai ki tumhare shareer ko abhi bahut kuch chahiye.”

(Jaise hi dada ji ke shabd mummy ke kaan mein pade, unke poore shareer mein ek sihran daud gayi. Unki reedh ki haddi se lekar pairon ki ungliyon tak jhunjhuni mehsoos hui. Dada ji ka haath ab unke ghutne se upar chadkar dheere-dheere unki jaanghon ke beech ki taraf badh raha tha, aur har inch ke saath mummy ki dhadkanein tez hoti ja rahi thiin. Kamre ki hawa mano gaadhi ho gayi thi, jismein paseene aur uttejana ki mili-juli mehak ghuli hui thi.)

Mummy: (awaaz mein bebasi aur chahat ka mishran hai, woh apni aankhein band kar leti hain aur sir peeche ki ore jhuka deti hain taaki dada ji ki saansein unki gardan par aur gahrai se mehsoos kar saken)
“Papa ji…”

(Dada ji ne mummy ki haalat dekhi aur muskuraye. Unhe pata tha ki ab khel agle padav par jane wala hai. Unhone dheere se apna haath hata liya aur mummy ki aankhon mein dekhte hue badi sahajta se bole.)

Dada ji:
“Ab dekho beta, jab baat yahan tak aa hi gayi hai… To tumhe aage bhi wahi karna hoga jo maine pehle kaha tha. Apni jihva se meri mardangi ko chakhna hoga. Yani… Ise apne mukh se sehlana hoga.”

(Yeh sunte hi mummy ke chehre par hairani aur inkaar ke bhaav ubhar aaye. Unhone turant apna haath apne saamne laakar virodh jatane ki koshish ki.)

Mummy: (ghabrakar aur mana karte hue)
“Kya?! Nahi papa ji! Yeh… Yeh kabhi nahi ho sakta! Main aapke saath…”

(Mummy ka chehra lal ho gaya tha aur woh baar-baar apna sir hila rahi thiin, jaise kisi bure sapne se bachne ki koshish kar rahi hon. Lekin dada ji shant the, unke chehre par koi jaldbaazi nahi thi. Unhone bas mummy ki kalai ko bade pyaar se pakda aur use dheere se neeche gira diya.)

Dada ji: (bahut hi thaharav bhari awaaz mein)
“Nahi kyun? Tum mana kar rahi ho kyunki dar lag raha hai ya isliye kyunki tumhara man andar se cheekh raha hai? Sach batao mujhe…”

(Mummy ki saansein tez chalne lagi thiin. Dada ji ke sawal ne seedhe unke dil par waar kiya tha. Woh apni nigahen chura rahi thiin, lekin unke thartharate hont jhooth bolne se saaf inkaar kar rahe the. Dada ji ne dekha ki kaise mummy ki aankhein nam ho rahi thiin aur unka poora shareer samarpan ki mudra mein jhuk raha tha.)

Mummy: (rundhe hue gale se, lagbhag phusphusate hue)
“Main… Main nahi janti papa ji… Mera dimag kehta hai ki yeh galat hai, par mera shareer… Aapka sparsh pakar yeh sab bhool jata hai. Mujhe samajh nahi aata mere saath kya ho raha hai…”

(Dada ji ne mummy ke jawab par ek santusht muskaan bikheri. Unhone dheere se apna haath unki thuddi ke neeche rakha aur unka chehra upar uthaya taaki unki geeli aankhein seedhe unki nigahon se takra saken. Kamre mein sannata tha, sirf dono ki bhari hoti saanson ki awaaz sunayi de rahi thi.)

Dada ji: (gahri aur adhikar-poorn awaaz mein)
“Yahi to khoobsurti hai is rishte ki. Dimag haar maan leta hai aur jism jeet jata hai. Tumne aaj tak apni ichchhaon ko dabaya hai, par aaj… Aaj tumhe khud ko poori tarah mujhmein kho dena hoga.”

(Dada ji ki baaton ne jaise mummy ke bheetar ki sari deewarein dha diin. Unke hont tharthar rahe the aur aankhon se aansu ki ek boond gaalon par ludhak aayi. Kamre ki maddham roshni mein mummy ka chehra kisi pavitra balidaan dene wali devi jaisa lag raha tha. Dada ji ne dheere se apni dhoti ke ghere ko thoda vyavasthit kiya aur apni ubhri hui mardangi ko bahar nikala, jo ab poori tarah jagrit hokar mummy ke theek saamne thi.)

Mummy: (apni subakti hui awaaz ko kabu karne ki nakaam koshish karte hue, nigahеin apni zameen par tikaye hue)
“Yeh… Yeh sab kitna ajeeb hai papa ji… Mujhe aisa lag raha hai jaise main khud ko hi kahin kho rahi hoon…”

(Dada ji ne mummy ki gardan ko dheere se peeche jhukaya taaki woh unki ore dekh saken. Unki ungliyan mummy ke baalon mein ulajh gayin aur unhone bahut hi dheemi magar spasht awaaz mein kaha.)

Dada ji:
“Ajeeb kuch nahi hai beti. Yeh to kudrat ka niyam hai. Ab dekhna chahogi ki tumhari maa ki mamta is land ke saamne kitni bebas ho jati hai?”

(Unhone mummy ke qareeb aakar phusphusate hue kaha.)

Dada ji:
“Apne muh ko iske paas lao. Iski garmi mehsoos karo. Aaj tumhe apni zubaan se is land ka har hissa chakhna hai. Daro mat, bas ise sweekar kar lo.”

(Dada ji ki un shabdon ne kamre ki hawa ko aur bhi bhari bana diya tha. ‘Land’ shabd sunkar mummy ke poore shareer mein ek sihran daud gayi. Unke hont aapas mein bheench gaye aur woh ek pal ke liye stabdh reh gayin, mano us kathor satya ko pachane ki koshish kar rahi hon jise dada ji ne itne nirbheekta se keh diya tha.)

Mummy: (kaanpti hui awaaz mein, apni aankhein band karte hue)
“Papa ji… Aap… Aap aise bol rahe hain jaise yeh koi aam baat ho. Yeh itna… Itna khula hua kaise ho sakta hai?”

(Dada ji halkе se hanse, ek aisi hansi jismein anubhav aur satta ka mishran tha. Unhone apne haath mummy ke chehre ke charon ore rakhe aur unhe dheere se apni ore kheencha.)

Dada ji:
“Kyunki yahi sach hai, beti. Samaj ke parde hata do to insan sirf maans aur vasna ka putla hai. Aur aaj main chahta hoon ki tum us putle ko pehchano.”

(Unhone mummy ko apni god ke bilkul qareeb kheench liya, jisse mummy ka chehra lagbhag unke uttejit ang ke sampark mein aa gaya. Garam saansein mummy ke kapdon ko chhu rahi thiin.)

Dada ji: (unki awaaz mein ek aadesh tha)
“Ab bahane chhodo. Apne hont kholo aur is land…”

(Mummy ki dhadkanein itni tez thiin ki woh apne seene mein saaf mehsoos kar sakti thiin. Dada ji ke haathon ka dabav unki gardan par badhta ja raha tha, aur unke saamne khada woh vishal, ubharta hua land ab unki naak ke bilkul qareeb tha. Uski garmaahat aur usse nikalti teekhi gandh ne mummy ke hosh uda diye the.)

Dada ji: (unke swar ab dheema lekin behad sakht tha)
“…Is land ko apne muh mein le lo. Abhi.”

(Mummy ne hichkichate hue apne hont thode khole, lekin phir ruk gayin. Unki aankhon mein dar aur kautuhal ka mila-jula bhaav tha.)

Mummy: (bahut dheemi awaaz mein)
“Kya…”

(Mummy ki aankhon mein aansu the aur gala bhar aaya tha. Unhone ladkhadati awaaz mein kaha…)

Mummy:
“Par… Par papa ji, maine kabhi aisa kuch kiya hi nahi hai. Mujhe nahi pata yeh sab kaise karte hain…”

(Mummy ke chhote aur naram haathon mein papa ji ka woh mota aur garam lamba land tharthar raha tha. Unhone pehli baar kisi purush ke angon ko itni nikattata se sparsh kiya tha. Unki ungliyan anjane mein hi us ubhri hui nas wale land ko sehlane lagiin.)

Mummy: (kaanpti hui awaaz mein)
“P… Papa ji… Yeh kitna bada aur garam hai… Mera to kaleja hi baith raha hai…”

(Papa ji ne dekha ki mummy ke chehre par ab dar kam aur ek ajeeb si utsukta jhalak rahi thi. Unhone mummy ko dheere se ishara kiya ki woh aage badhein.)

Papa ji: (unke kaan ke paas jhukte hue phusphusaye)
“Dekh kya rahi hai bahu… Ise choosna shuru kar. Tera muh bahut chhota hai, yeh tere andar aaram se sama jayega. Bas dheere-dheere ise apne bheetar utaar…”

(Mummy ne hichkichate hue apna chehra us vishal aur tapt land ke bilkul qareeb laya. Unki naak us hisse ki teekhi khushboo se bhar gayi. Unhone apni gulabi jeebh nikali aur bahut hi dheere se us chaudi head yani sudh par apni jeebh pher di.)

(Jaise hi mummy ki geeli jeebh us lal surkh aur garam sudh (head) par reng rahi thi, papa ji ke poore shareer mein bijli si daud gayi. Unhone zor se ek aah bhari aur mummy ke sir ko dheere se apne land ki taraf dhakela.)

Papa ji: (bhari awaaz mein)
“Haan… Aise hi… Apni jeebh ko idhar-udhar ghuma. Iske upari hisse ko chaat… Bilkul waise hi jaise tu doodh peeti hai.”