Hi readers, main Moodchangerboy aapke liye ek aurat ki sacchi kahani lekar aaya hu. Ye kahani bhi bharpoor sex aur romance se bhari padi hai. Aapko meri baaki ki kahaniyon ke jaise isme bhi excitement hone wali hai. Ab aapko zyada bore na karte hue seedha kahani par le chalta hu.
Mera naam Sangita hai. Meri abhi age 57 year hai. Lekin aaj bhi mera figure aisa hai ki kisi bhi jawan ladke mein vaasna jaga de. Mere baare mein kuch bata du. Hum 7 bhai-behan hai. Main sabse chhoti behan hu, aur mere se chhota ek bhai hai.
Hum sab behno ke 2 bete aur 1 beti hai. Aur mere 3 bhai ko mila kar 2 bete aur 4 betiyan hai. Jaise ki maine aapko bataya ki main sabse chhoti behan hu, to mere bhanjo mein aur mere mein itna age difference nahi hai. Hum sabhi bhai behan ke baccho ki shaadi ho gayi hai.
Ye kahani tab ki hai jab main 35 year ki thi. Jab main 35 year ki thi, tab mere 3 bacche ho gaye the. Mera sabse chhota beta tab 3 saal ka tha. Meri doosri badi behan ke bete ki shaadi thi. Shaadi ke liye bahut si taiyaari baaki thi. To mujhe shaadi ke pehle uske ghar bulaya tha.
Meri behan ka gaon mere gaon se thoda door tha. Mera chhota beta aur main bus se unke gaon pahunch gaye. Meri doosri badi behan ke do bete aur ek beti hai. Bada beta Kamal hamesha se family mein underrated raha hai. Wo padhayi mein kamzor tha, aur uski kundli mein dosh tha, to uski shaadi nahi ho rahi hai. Wo aaj bhi kuwara hai.
Us time ki baat kare to tab Kamal 26 year ka tha. Wo bahut hi aalsi ladka tha. Ghar mein koi kaam bhi nahi karta tha. Mujhe bus stand pickup karne Kamal aaya tha. Kamal thoda pareshan lag raha tha. Aur wo dukhi ho kyu na, uske chhote bhai ki shaadi thi, aur usko koi ladki nahi mil rahi thi.
Ghar jaa kar main sab ko mili. Fir hum sab ne shaadi ka jo kaam baaki tha wo list banayi, aur sab ko apna-apna kaam bata diya. Meri badi behan ne Kamal ko mere sath rehne ko kaha kyunki wo ghar mein kisi ki baat nahi maanta tha. Ek din main aur Kamal market gaye. Kuch samaan lena tha.
Maine notice kiya ki Kamal mujhe koi alag hi intension se ghoor raha hai. Mera figure 34-28-36 hai, aur hight 5’4” hai. Main hamesha saree hi pehanti hu. Gaon mein hum sab hard work karte the, to mera figure bahut hi fit tha. 35 ki age thi meri, 3 bachhe the mere, lekin mujhe dekh kar koi bol nahi sakta tha ki meri itni age hogi.
Main us time round earring pehanti thi, to aap soch lo 35 year ki aurat kya dikhti hogi. Mujhe dekh kar kitne meri chudai ki sapne dekhte the. Main aur Kamal jab market mein the, to kitne aadmi aur dukandaar mujhe ghoor rahe the. Kamal bhi mauka milte mujhe chhoone ki koshish kar raha tha.
Maine tab tak mere pati ke alawa kisi gair mard se sambandh nahi banaye the. Mujhe in saab cheezon se nafrat thi. Kamal mujhe bahut hi hawas bhari nazron se dekhta rehta tha. Main usko mere bete jaisa maanti thi, aur maine ye sab cheezon par dhyan nahi diya, aur apne kam mein lagi rehti. Aapko pata hoga gaon mein ghar pehle aise hote the ki sab kamre ek ke peeche ek join hote the, aur last mein kitchen hota tha.
Meri sister ka ghar bahut lamba tha. Usme aise 4 kamre the. Mere sath mera beta aur meri sister ki beti Sheetal jo 20 saal ki thi wo soti thi. Maine raat ko saree pehan kar sona hota tha. Ek raat mujhe neend mein feel hua ki koi mere boobs ko touch kar raha tha. Fir meri saree upar karke meri jaanghon ko sehla raha tha. Main itna thak gayi thi, ki maine fir us par dhyan nahi diya. Aise hi 2-3 din nikal gaye.
Maine notice kiya ki Kamal meri taraf lagataar dekhe jaa raha tha. Uski nazar mere boobs aur gaand par rehti thi. Wo mujhe badi hawas se dekh raha tha. Mujhe us par bahut gussa aa raha tha. Kyunki main riste mein uski mausi hu. Raat ko maine socha aaj kuch bhi ho jaye mujhe alert rehna hai. Kon tha jo mujhe raat ko choo raha tha.
Aadhi raat ko main gehri neend mein thi. Mujhe feel hua ki koi tha jo mere boobs ko halka daba raha hai. Meri neend khul gayi, par aankhen nahi kholi. Mujhe usko range hath pakadna tha. Maine fir uska hath pakad liya, aur bina aankhen khole uske hatho pe mere nakhun se kharonch liya.
Doosre din main apne kaam mein lag gayi. Dopahar ko mujhe Kamal ke sath khet mein jana tha. Khet mein gaye, tab maine Kamal ke hath par kuch lag jaane se chil gaya ho aisa nishan dekha. Mujhe yaad aaya ki ye Kamal hi tha jo raat ko mujhe chhoota tha.
Sangita: Kamal ye tere hath mein chot kaise lagi? ( main uski aur aankh dikha kar pooch rahi thi. Kamal kuch bol nahi raha tha) Kamal main tere se pooch rahi hu ye chot kaise lagi? ( is baar maine thoda zor se aur gusse se poochha)
Kamal ( darte hue): Arre wo mujhe kuch lag gaya. Mujhe yaad nahi hai.
Kamal ne jab meri aur dekha to maine usko ek zor se thappad maara.
Sangita: Ab yaad aaya ki main yaad dilau?
Kamal ( rone jaisa ho gaya aur bahut darra hua tha): Mujhe maaf kar dijiye mausi. Mujhse galti ho gayi. Aaj ke baad aisa nahi hoga.
Sangita: Ye last time tujhe maaf kar rahi hu. Ab se aisa mat karna, warna didi ko bata doongi.
Kamal ab mere se thoda door hi rehne laga. Mujhse kuch baat bhi nahi karta tha, aur mere saamne dikhta bhi nahi tha. Bina kam ke wo mere paas bhi nahi aata tha. Aise hi kuch din nikal gaye, aur shaadi bhi ho gayi. Ek din didi ki tabiyat bahut kharaab ho gayi, to mujhe firse uske ghar jaana pada. Is baar main akeli gayi thi.
Ek din raat ko maine dekha ki Kamal apne bhai ke kamre mein jhaank raha tha. Ab raat ko sab disturb ho jaate to maine usko kuch nahi kaha aur chup-chaap so gayi. Thodi der baad mujhe feel hua koi mujhe chhoo raha tha. Main sure thi ki wo Kamal hi tha. Maine usko pakad liya, aur dheere se usko kaha tu sudhrega nahi. Shayad Kamal darr gaya aur bhaag gaya.
Subhah maine Kamal ko dhoondha, par wo kahi nahi mila. Mujhe us par bahut gussa aa raha tha. Dopahar jab wo ghar aaya to Jija ji ne usko kisi kaam ki wajah se bahut kuch sunaya. Uski ghar mein koi value nahi rahi thi, aur shayad wo bahut depression mein chala gaya tha. Usne khaana bhi nahi khaaya aur poora din ghar se baahar raha.
Mujhe bhi wo time sahi nahi laga ki usko kuch bolu. Aise hi 2-3 di baad poora parivar khet mein gaye the. Fasal kat rahi thi. Maine dekha Kamal ek ped ke neeche baitha aur wo upset tha. Sab log majdoor logon ke paas the, to maine socha Kamal ko thoda samjhau ki wo jo kar raha tha mere sath, wo galat tha.
Sangita: Kamal beta, kya hua hai? Kyun aisa kar rahe ho? Main teri maa jaisi hu. Ye sab galat hai. ( Kamal kuch bol nahi raha tha, meri baat sun kar uski aankhon se aansu nikal rahe the) kya hua beta? Kyu ro raha hai?
Mere bahut baar poochne par wo bola-
Kamal: Mujhe maaf karo aur please mujhe akela chhodh do. Mujhe nahi rehna yaha. Main kuch bhi karu. Meri koi value nahi karega. Sab ko bas bahana chahiye mujhe kuch na kuch sunane ko.
Main waha se chali gayi, aur maine realise kiya ki Kamal ko sab bahut hi galat behaviour se treat kar rahe the. Ghar ki nayi bahu bhi usko taana maarti rehti thi. Ab didi ki tabiyat kharaab thi to mujhe aur 5-6 din rukne ka bola. Ek din aisa hua ki ghar ke saare log baahar gaye the, to mujhe Kamal ko khet mein khaana dene ko jana tha.
Main aapko bata du ki unke khet mein ek kamra bana hua tha, aur thoda bada tha mini store room jaisa. Jisme ek khaat rakhi hui thi. Aur fan bhi tha usme, to kabhi aaram bhi kar sakte the. Maine sab jagah dekha Kamal kahi nahi dikha. To mujhe laga wo us kamre mein hoga. Main jab kamre ke paas gayi, to mujhe uski awaaz sunayi de rahi thi. Wo moan kar raha tha.
Maine dheere se halka door khola, to Kamal muth maar raha tha. Kamal ka lund uske hatho mein tha, fir bhi thoda upar ki aur dikh raha tha. Uska lund mere husband se bada tha. Main darr gayi aur peeche mud gayi, aur deewar ke peeche chhup gayi. Aage ki story next mein bataungi.
