Makaan Malik Ne Ki Sheela Ki Chudai - Part 1 (Chut Bani Mera Kiraya)
Hello dosto, mera naam Sheela hai. Main 53 saal ki hun. Mere pita Indian the aur meri Maa British. Meri 19 ki umar mein shaadi ho gayi thi aur jab main 29 ki thi tab mere pati ki maut ho gayi. Mere itne bachche hai ki main 2 cricket teams banalu. Main abhi bhi maa ban sakti hun toh ho sakta hai ki jab aap yeh kahani padh rahe ho, mera ek aur bachcha ho chuka ho. Main yoga aur gym karti hun fit rehne ke liye. Mere ghar mein nange rehne ka riwaaz hai par yeh riwaaz maine baad mein shuru kiya. Aaj ki yeh kahani tabki hai jab mere pati ki maut ho chuki thi. Us waqt mere itne bachche nahi the jitne aaj hai. October ka mahina tha. Shaam ka waqt tha aur bachche bahar khelne gaye hue the. Uss waqt main ek kiraye ke makan mein rehti thi. 6 mahine pehle mere pati aur saas-sasur ki maut ek car accident mein ho gayi thi. Unki maut ki wajah se ghar mein aamdani ka zariya baand ho gaya tha. Hume kafi cheezo mein katauti karni pad rahi thi. 3 mahine se main ghar ka kiraya bhi nahi de payi thi. Humne first floor kiraye pe liya hua tha aur ground floor khali tha. Main chhat se sukhe hue kapde leke wapas hi aayi thi ki ghar ki ghanti baj gayi. Maine kapde bedroom mein rakh diye aur darwaza khole chali gayi. Darwaze ke dosri taraf Verma Ji the. Ramesh Verma humare makaan malik the. Unhe dekhte hi main samajh gayi ki woh kiraye ke liye aaye the. Verma Ji dikhne mein thode mote the. Unki height bhi 5’8 hi thi. Unka rang sawla tha. Woh mere se umar mein kafi bade the. Uss waqt unki umar 40 par thi aur main sirf 25 ki hi thi. “Verma Ji. Namaste. Aiye… andar aiye,” maine muskurate hue bola. “Namaste, Sheela Ji. Kaisi hai aap?” Verma Ji ne pucha. “Ji main achchi hun,” Maine haste hue kaha. “Aap kya lenge, chai ya thanda?” “Ji main apna kiraya lunga,” Verma Ji ne saaf shabdo mein jawab diya. Unka jawab sunke mujhe koi herani nahi hui. Akhir mujhe kiraya diye 3 mahine ho chuke the. “Verma Ji. Abhi paise ki thodi kami hai. Apko toh pata hi hai mere pati aur saas-sasur ki haal hi mein maut hui hai. Ghar mein koi kamane wala bhi nahi. Main koshish kar rahi hun ki koi naukari mil jaye par abhi kuch baat nahi bani. Aap mujhe thoda sa waqt de dijiye. Main apka kiraya dedungi,” maine udas awaz mein usne guhaar lagayi. “Sheela Ji,” Verma Ji ne lambi saans bhari, “3 mahine ho chuke hai apko kiraya diye. Main apki haalat samajhta hun par main kitna intezaar karo. Meri bhi majburiya hai. Main apko bas 10 aur din a waqt de sakta hun. Agar kiraya nahi de payi toh aap dusra ghar dekh lijiyega,” inta bolke Verma Ji chale gaye. 10 din beet gaye par main kiraye ka intezam nahi kar payi. Uss shaam kafi tez baarish ho rahi thi. Jab tak main bus se utar ke Verma Ji ke ghar pahuchi, tab tak main puri bheeg chuki thi. Verma Ji ne darwaza khola. “Arre Sheela Ji, aap yahan, aur woh bhi iss mausam mein?” Verma Ji bole. “Ji woh main kiraye ke liye.” “Arre Sheela Ji. Kiraye ke paise kal aake de deti. Iss mausam mein aane ki kya zarorat thi. Dekhiye aap kita bheeg gayi hai. Aiye… andar aiye,” Verma Ji ne zor diya. Unke kehne par mein andar chali gayi. Verma Ji ne mujhe baitne ko kaha. Unki nazar mere chucho par gadi thi. Main sofe par baith gayi. “Aaj Roopa Ji nahi dikh rahi,” maine pucha. “Roopa bachcho ke saath apne maike gayi hai. Unke abhi exam khatam hue hai. Unhe nana nani se milne ki zid thi toh Roopa unhe leke chali gayi. Ab woh Diwali se pehle hi aayengi,” Verma Ji bole. “Verma Ji, main woh, kiraye ke liye,” Maine hichakte hue kaha. “Dekhiye… ek kaam kariye. Aap kafi bheeg chuki hai. Bimaar bhi pad sakti hai. Kyu na aap upar wale kamre mein jake apne ko thoda sukha le.” Verma Ji ne mujhe ek towel diye. Usse leke main sidiyo se upar chali gayi. Mere kapde kafi gile the. Unmese paani naal ki tarah tapak rha tha.Upar ka kamra kafi dhoolwala tha. Waha ek purana sa bed tha. Maine apne kapde utare and bed par faila ke rakh diye sukhane ke liye. Main apna geela, nanga badan towel se pooch rahi thi ki itne mein corner mein se ek chooha nikal aaya. Main choohe ko dekhke ghabra gayi. Bina kuch dhyaaan diye, mein zor se chillate hue kamre se bhaagi. Neeche Verma ji the. Main unke peeche jake khadi ho gayi. “Verma Ji, chooha,” maine daari hui aawaz mein kaha. “Aap yaha rukiye. Main dekh kar aata hun,” itna bolke Verma ji upar wale kamre mein chale gayi. Main itna daari hui thi ki mujhe yeh dhyaan hi nahi tha ki puri nangi hun. Main sidiyo ke dusri taraf muh karke khadi hui thi. Itne mein mujhe kisine peeche se pakad liya aur zameen pe gira diya. Maine peeche mudke dekha. Waha Verma Ji pure nange khade the. Unka mota lund tannaya hua tha. “Verma Ji… yeh… aap,” maine kehne ki koshish kari. “Chup… bilkul chup,” Verma Ji chillaye, “saali randi, ek toh mera kiraya nahi deti hai. Aur upar se mere hi ghar mein nangi ghumke mujhe nakhre dikha rahi hai.” Isse pehle main kuch bol sakti, Verma Ji ne apna mota lund meri chut mein daal diya. Unka lund mere pati ke lund se zyada mota tha. “Nahi Verma Ji… Nahi… mat kijiye aisa… please Verma Ji, jane dijiye mujhe… mat kijiye aisa… please… main bheek mangti hun,” maine minnate ki par woh nahi maane. “Verma Ji… ahhh… chodiye… chodiye, chodiye, chodiye, chodiye, chodiye… zor se chodiye… zor se chodiye… zor se… zor se.” Meri naa ab haan mein badalne lagi thi. Unka lund ab mujhe maza dene laga tha. Main bhi josh mein aa gayi thi aur chudna chah rahi thi. Verma Ji ne mujhe uthaya aur ghutno par kar diya. Woh mujhe kutiya wale pose mein chodne lage the. Mere chuche hawa mein jhool rahe the. Kabhi aage toh kabhi peeche. “Aane laga maza tujhe, randi,” Verma Ji ne chodte hue kaha. “Ji, Verma Ji, aane laga maza, chodiye na achche se,” maine kaha. Verma Ji ne mere chuche pakde aur mejhe zoro se chodne lage. Verma Ji ne mujhe dhumaya aur ab woh mere upar sawaar ho gaye.