Mera naam Zayan hai.
21 saal ka, college ka final year.
Mujhe apni girlfriend, Hira, se shaadi karne wali thi — lekin maine kabhi kisi ke saath physical relation nahi banaya tha.
Shaadi se do din pehle, main apni Phupo ke ghar gaya tha — unke paas family tradition thi ke dulha ko suhagraat ke liye taiyyar kiya jata hai.
Phupo — 39 saal ki, tall, confident, aur bohot hi attractive — ne mujhe drawing room mein baithe hue dekha aur muskura di.
“Aaj raat… main tumhe woh sab kuch sikhaungi jo tumhari biwi ko khush karega.”
Main sharm se jhuk gaya.
“Par Phupo… mujhe toh kuch pata hi nahi.”
“Isliye toh main hoon na?” unhone kaha.
“Chalo… bedroom mein.”
Unka bedroom dim lights mein tha.
Phupo ne apna silk saree utaar kar side rakh diya.
Sirf ek black lace bra aur matching panty pehni hui thi.
“Ab dekho,” unhone kaha.
“Pehle tumhari biwi ko garam karo… uske boobs ko chooso, uski chut ko chhoo… jab tak woh gili na ho jaye.“
Maine sirf dekha… meri saans ruk gayi.
Phupo ne apni panty utaari…
Aur bistar par let gayi.
“Ab aao… aur meri chut par apna muh lagaao.”
Maine jhuk kar uske labon ko chuma…
Phir zubaan andar ghusaayi.
“Ah… haan… waise hi!” Phupo ne kaha.
“Ab apna lund nikalo… aur mere upar chadh jao.”
Maine apna kapda utaara…
Lund khada tha — lamba, mota, aur poori tarah taiyyar.
Phupo ne khud mujhe apne upar chadhaya…
Aur apni taanghe khol di.
“Ab… dhire se andar ghusao,” unhone kaha.
“Jab tak main na kahoon ‘tez karo’, dheere se karna.”
Maine apna lund uske andar ghusaaya…
Sirf aadha inch.
“Ah… ah… ah… umah… ah…” Phupo ki aawaz soft thi, lekin bharpoor.
Phir unhone kaha:
“Ab aage-piche karo… jaise tumhari biwi ko sikhana ho.”
Maine harkat shuru kar di…
Pehle dheere… phir thoda tez.
“Haan… yehi hai!” Phupo ne kaha.
“Ab meri chut ko poori tarah chodo… jab tak hum dono na Farig ho jayein.”
Maine 20 minute tak kiya…
Jab tak mujhe laga jaise main Farig ho gaya hoon…
Aur Phupo ki saansen tez ho gayi.
“Ah… ah… ah… umah… ah…”
Dono ki aawazein mil gayi.
Thodi der baad, jab sab kuch khatam hua,
Phupo ne mujhe gale lagaya aur kaha:
“Ab tumhari biwi ko darr nahi lagega… kyunki tum ek asli mard ban chuke ho.”
Maine sirf ek baat kahi:
“Shukriya, Phupo… aapne mujhe zindagi ka sabse qeemti sabak diya.”