Nishiddh Mohabbat ki Aag

Adhyay 1: Pehli Jhalak ki Chingaari

Aman, 29 saal ka jawaan mard, apne ghar ke ek kone mein sota hua tha, bilkul nanga, chadar ke neeche uska morning wood saaf dikh raha tha. Subah ke 7 baje the, aur ghar mein kaam karne waali uski Asha Bua, 53 saal ki ek mazboot aur kaamuk aurat, kamre mein jhaadu laga rahi thi. Asha Bua ki nazar achanak Aman ke nange jism par padi, aur unki saansein ek pal ke liye ruk gayi. Unka chehra laal ho gaya, par aankhein hatane ka naam hi nahi le rahi thi. Woh ek tak dekhti rahi, uske sakht, ubhre hue jism ko, aur woh chingaari jo unke andar sulag rahi thi, ab dhadhakne lagi.

'Aman, yeh ladka toh bilkul apne baap jaisa hai, par isme ek alag hi aag hai,' Asha Bua ne man mein socha, apne hothon par zubaan pherte hue. Unka badan garam hone laga, par unhone khud ko sambhala aur jhaadu lagane ka dikhawa karte hue kamre se nikal gayi.

Do din baad, ek shaam ko Aman ghar mein akela tha. Asha Bua kitchen mein kaam kar rahi thi, aur Aman ne socha ki thodi masti ki jaaye. Woh kitchen mein gaya, shirtless, sirf ek towel lapete hue, aur bola, 'Bua, aaj khane mein kya ban raha hai? Mujhe toh bhookh lagi hai, par shayad khane se zyada kuch aur ki.'

Asha Bua ne palat kar dekha, unki aankhon mein ek shararat thi. 'Aman, tu bada besharam ho gaya hai. Bua ke saath aisi baatein karta hai? Par yeh bhi toh dekhu, tu kitna mard hai,' unhone muskurate hue kaha, apne haath se apni saree ka pallu thoda sa sarkate hue.

Aman ne ek kadam aage badhaya, uski aankhein Asha Bua ke gehre cleavage par tiki hui thi. 'Bua, main toh bas mazaak kar raha tha, par lagta hai aap serious ho gayi ho. Kya aapko bhi wahi chingaari mehsoos ho rahi hai jo mujhe ho rahi hai?' usne kaha, apni awaaz mein ek garmi bharke.

Asha Bua ne apna haath Aman ke nange seene par rakha, aur boli, 'Aman, yeh galat hai, par yeh dil maane tab na. Tu mujhe aag laga raha hai, aur main yeh aag bujhaane ke liye taiyaar hoon.' Unki awaaz mein ek challenge tha, ek shakti, jo Aman ko aur bhi uttejit kar rahi thi.

Aman ne Asha Bua ko apni baahon mein kheench liya, unke hothon ko apne hothon se chhoo liya. Woh kiss teekha tha, jaise koi nasha chadh raha ho. Asha Bua ne bhi poora saath diya, unki zubaan Aman ki zubaan se khelne lagi. Unke haath Aman ke towel ko kholne lage, aur jab towel neeche gira, toh Asha Bua ki aankhein chamak uthi. 'Yeh toh bilkul sakht hai, Aman. Tu sach mein mard hai,' unhone kaha, apne haath se uske cock ko chhote hue.

Aman ne Asha Bua ki saree ka pallu poora khol diya, unke blouse ke button khole, aur unke bade, mulayam stanon ko apne haathon mein le liya. 'Bua, aapki yeh aag mujhe pagal kar rahi hai. Main aapko abhi yahin chahta hoon,' usne kaha, apni awaaz mein ek horny lafz ke saath.

Asha Bua ne ek shaitani muskaan ke saath kaha, 'Toh intezaar kyun, Aman? Mujhe yahin counter par utha, aur dikha apni taaqat.' Woh counter par baith gayi, apni saree upar utha kar, apni wet pussy ko dikhate hue. Aman ki aankhein chamak uthi, uska badan sweating aur panting ke saath garam ho raha tha. Woh Asha Bua ke paas gaya, unki taangon ke beech mein khada hua, aur apne hard cock ko unki dripping choot ke paas le aaya. Bas ab woh pal aa gaya tha, jab yeh nishiddh mohabbat ki aag poori tarah se bhadakne wali thi...