Je kono sadharan maddhyabitta gharer meye tar jibone prothom sampurno ulongo purush manush darshan kare tar phoolsajjar rate, athoba aaro dui-ekdin pare. Emnite sambondho korei biye hay. aneke prem kore-o biye kare. Kintu biyer agye adhikangsho meyera jouno milane raji hay na bole tara ulongo purush manush darshan korte pare na.
Ami-o motamuti ei dharonate bishwasi chhilam. Kintu ami je ebhabe biyer agyei deher jala metabar jonnya ek purush ke nijer hate ulongo korbo -ebong se tarpor amake sampurno ulongo korbe, ta bhabteo parini. Bisheshato se jakhan amar paroborty jibone swami habe na ebong se amar kono premik-o noy. Athocho sei purush manush sedin amake jibone prothambar jounomilaner swad diyechhilo.
Amar nam Nandini Chatterjee. Ami takhan 23 bachharer juboti ( ekhan ami 27 ). Political Science-e M.A porchhi. Final year. Ami kemon dekhte ta ami nije aar ki bolbo! Tabe amar shorirer dike je chhelera takiye takiye dekhe, ta bujhte pari. Amar bhari bhari buk o pachha tader akorshan kare. Ami upolobdhi kori, chhelera amake mone mone sampurno nagno kore amar sathe jounomilaner swapno dekhe ebong hasthamaithun kare.
Aar eisab bhebe ami uttejito hoye pori, amar joni theke kamras goriye pare, ras-e amar panty bhije jay. Beshi uttejito hole ami bathroom-e chole jai. Tarpar sab jama kapor khule nijer jonite angul dhuikiye narte thaki, angul jonir bhetore dhokai aar baire ber kori, abar kakhono bhagankur angul diye ghoshte thaki. Ei bhabe ek samay ami jounosukhe sihorito hoye pori, amar joni theke prochur ras berote thake, ami jouno triptite pagol hoye jai. Aar bhabi, amar biye holei amar swami amake kato bhabei na jounosukh debe.
Kintu biye to hoyechhe amar anek pare. Tar agyei ghote gelo kichhu ghatona. Ami sei kathai ajke boli. Amra tin bon. Ami sabcheye chhoto. Amar barodidir paribare thake didi, baro jamaibabu ebong didir chhele Bablu. Ami majhe majhei didir barite giye kayekdin thaktam. Didi o baro jamaibabu dujonei chakri kare. Bablu school student. Didi o baro jamaibabu sakalei office chole jay, phere sandhyabela.
Bablu-o sakale school-e chole jay, phere dupurbela. Sediner katha boli. Ami sakal thekei didir barite eka achhi. M.A.-r parashona korchhi. Dupur 2to nagad Bara Jamaibabu hatath phire elo. Ami jiges korte bollo hatath sorirta kharap laglo. Ami bollam didike ph. korte kintu bollo darker nei ekhon kichuta bhalo. Ami kichu khabe kina jiggasa korte bollo sudhu ek cup cha khabe fresh habar por – ei bole nijer ghare-e dhuke galo. Ami cha kore base achi – Kintu Jamaibabu aschhe na dheke ami jamaibabuke dakte gelam.
Kintu Jamaibabur ghare dhukei ja dekhlam, ekebare hatobambo hoye gelam. Dekhi, Jamaibabu chan kore ese komorer gamchha khule pajama porbe bole dariye achhe. Gaye kono kapor nei. Ekdam ulongo. Sei prothom amar kono purush manusher nagno shorir darshan. Ami takhan aar nijer maddhye nei. Bichar buddhi hariye ha kore takiye achhi Jamaibabur nagno shorirer dike. Takiyei achhi.
Nagno purush manush eto sundar dekhte hay! Ami Jamaibaur sara shorir du chokh diye gilte laglam. Jamaibabu-o eto ghabre gechhilo je pajama porte bhule gelo. Hatobambo hoye dariye thaklo aar amake dekhte laglo. Tarpar hatath sambit phire pelam, ami taratari sekhan theke paliye pasher ghare gelam.
Amar sara shorire takhan jeno agun lege gechhe. Uttejanay joni theke ras garachchhe, Abar annya dike khub lajjya-o lagchhe. Ami ritimoto garam hoye bichhanay shuye achhi. Tarpor bathroom-e giye sampurno ulongo hoe jonir bhitore angul dhukie narie narie amar ras ber kore thanda holam.
Kintu ei ghatonar por theke amar je ki holo ami nijei bujhte parchilam na – sab samoy jano bhitore bhitore bhison bhabe kamottejana hote laglo. Ki morbo bhebe parchilam na. Kono upay na dekhe ekdin amar best friend Kavita-ke sab bollam. O bollo “bujhechi, tor ekhon ja obostha tate tor gude satti karer bara dhuke guder bhitore ras na charle tor sorir thanda habe na.” Ami bollam ta ki kore sambhab !!!! O bollo “sab-I sambhab Jodi tui chas” Ami to or katha sune ekdon lafie uthlam, bollam je amar ekhon ja obostha tate ami sab korte raji.
O bollo “thik ache – toke ekta mail i.d. dichhi tui ek i.d. te mail kore tor sab katha likhe patha ar Jodi paris to chatting kore sab baparta bujhie bolis.” Ei bole amai – i.d. ta dilo. Amio or katha maton mail korlam sab kichu details-e likhe. Tarpor prai 10 din hoe galo kintu kono reply elona. Tatodin-e amar obostha aro kharap roj prai 8 theke 10 bar jonite angul dhukie ras khasatam kintu tateo shanty petamna.
Tarpor hatath ekdin rate mail check korte gie dekhlam je onar reply eseche – ebong uni amar baparta feel korchen abong uni amake help korte raji achen. Tabe tar age uni amar sange age chat-e katha bolben tarpor sab kichu fisup habe. Ami to uttejonai kanpchilam. Ki korbo bhebe pachhilamna. Amar jonir bhitorta garom hoe uthechilo – jak ki ar kara jabe – sab jama kapor khule die – pa dutoke phankkore angulta soja jonir bhitore dhukie dilam ar onar katha bhabte bhabte jore jore nara dite thaklam.
Kichukhhon pore amar sara sarir kepe uthlo ar amar joni die ras garate thaklo. Sei rater maton ami thanda holam. Poredin ei bapare abar ami Kavitake bollam – o bollo chat-e katha bolte. Sei maton ami sei din rate onar sange chat-e katha bollam. Uni khub man die amar sab ghatona sunlen ebong promise korlen je uni amai amar ei obostha theke uddhar korben. Kintu bhebe pachhilam na je kikore onar sange programme korbo ? Sei abar Kavita-ke bollam – o bollo kono chinta na korte – o sab babostha kore debe.
Ei bole ekta Saturday & Sunday programme kara holo. Amar barir lokke o bollo je du diner jonno ami or barite barate jabo ( Or bari Kolkata theke dure chilo ) abong Monday amra okhan thekei soja University asbo. Amar barir sabai raji hoe permission die dilo.
Permission hoe jabar pore amar jano ar tor soi chilona. Jakhon takhon amar sarir garom hoe jete laglo. Sei kodine ami bodhai dine prai 8 theke 10 bar jonir ras ber kortam tabu thanda hote partam na.
Tarpor elo sei dinta – Ami sei Saturday bikale Kavitader bari gelam dekhi je ghare ar keu nei. Ami jiggasa korte bollo je or baba ar maa dujane masir bari gache tin diner jonnya. Ami jiggasa korlam je uni kakhon asben – o bollo 8 p.m. – e asbe. Uttejonai amar sorir kanpchilo. Sotti sotti amar ar tor soi chilona. Prati muhurtake mane hochhilo jano ek jug. Jak eisab bhabte bhabte ar Kavita-r sange galpo korte korte samoy perie galo. Thik 8 ta beje 5 min.-e bell bajlo. Kavita bollo ese gache. Kavita uthe gie darja khullo – ami dekhlam je ekjon lamba manush – age near abt. 33-35 habe – pharsa – dekhteo bhalo – kancha paka chul – average figure ( khub motao noi abar ekdam mascular-0 noi).
Kavita welcome kore ene basalo – die amar sange porichai korie dilo. Amra katha bola suru korlam. Prathamei uni bollen je onar nam dhore dakte ar tumi kore katha bolte. Ami sune khub khusi-i holam. Kavita amader jonnya cha ante galo. Ami ar Kavita agei plan kore rekhe chilam je Cha khete khete ami aschi bole oder ekta bedroom-e chole jabo. Sei plan maton amio tai korlam. Ektu parei dekhi Kaps ghare elo. Kaps amar aaro kachhe egiye elo. Tarpar amake jorie dhorlo pichon theke. Ami takhan ek ghorer moddhye achhi. Kaps amake sara shorir diye joriye dhorlo.
Amar sara sorir shihorito hoe uthlo. Sorirer modhey kamon jano ekta dheu khele galo.
Kaps amar mukhe chumu khete laglo, amar thoth chuste laglo, amar mukher bhetor nijer jiv dhukiye dilo, amar mukh jiv diye chatte laglo. Ami asahay bodh korlam. Kaps amar buk duto du hate tipte laglo. Amar sara sorire bhitore takhon agun jolche. Amar joni theke ras garie amar thai die beye jachhe.
Kaps amar pachha tipte laglo. Ar kaner kache mukhta nie ese bollo Nandini tomake ami aaj chudbo. Oh! Ei kathata sonar sange sange jano amar sorrier bhitorer agunta phete berote chaiche. Ami jano satti satti moria hoye uthechhi chodon khaoar jannya. Ami salwar kamij porechhilam. Kaps ek ek kore amar salwar o kamij khule phello. Ami takhan shudhu bra aar panty pore achhi. Kaps amar bra o panty-o khule dilo. Ami sampurno langto hoye gelam. Shorir amar kapte thaklo thar thar kore. Joni die karmas gorie porche.
Jonir bhetorta kemon jeno chhatpat korte laglo. Ebar amio uttejanar base Kaps-er sab jama kapor ekta ekta kore khulte suru korlam. Khulte khulte o-ke ekdam puro ulongo kore dilam. Amar samne takhon ekjon sampurno ulongo manus danrie ache jar lingota khara hoe ache. Lamba prai 9-10 inch habe ebong bes mota. Oohhhhhhhhhhhh ami ar thakte parchilam na
Lingor mukhta ki sundar golapi ranger. Lingor charpashe ghano kalo jounochul. Ami jibone ei prothom lingo darshan korlam eto kach theke. Lingo dekhte eto rupoban hay! Ami mugdho hoye lingo darshan korchhilam. Ebhabei kete gelo besh anekkhhan. Kaps amake ebar bichhanay shuiye diye du hate amar baro baro mai duto chatkate laglo, mukh diye chatte laglo, chuste laglo. Chumu khelo o chatlo amar puro shorir. Ektu pare amar du payer majhe bose amar pa duto phank kore jiv diye amar gude chumu khelo, gud chatte laglo, chuste laglo pagoler moto. Ami-o puro pagol hoye gechhilam.
Kintu ami kono active part nichchhilam na. Ami Kaps-er kamonar kachhe nijeke samarpan korechhilam. Kaps ebar tar bishal barata amar guder mukhe rekhe thelte laglo. Kintu bara guder bhetore dhukchhilo na. Amar kumari gude eto sahoje bara dhukbe keno! Amar khub byatha -o lagchhilo. Takhan buddhiman Kaps upay khuje amar guder ras tar angule tule tule nijer baray makhate laglo. Tarpar amar guder rase veja sei bara chap diye diye ektu ektu kore amar guder bhetor sesh porjonto purota dhukiye dilo.
Amar khub kasto hochchhilo. Eto lamba o mota bara amar kochi gude dhukchhe. Kintu Kaps chharbe keno! O to amake chudte-i eseche.Ami dante dant chepe kasto sajjyo korlam. Bara dhuke jete amar kasto kome gelo. Puro bara dhukiye Kaps amake choda shuru korlo. Se je ki sukh, ki sukh! Ami er agye amar jibone eto sukh painy. Kaps amar ekta mai mukhe chuste chuste ebong aar ekta mai hath diye chatkate chatkate baro baro thap mere amake chudte laglo.
Ebar ami-o aar passive hoye thakte parlam na.
Ami du hate Kapske joriye dhorlam ebong amar pachha tule tule Kapske chodar kaje sahajjya korlam. Amar guder ras somanei jhorte laglo, ebong ami 2-3 bar guder jal-o ber kore dilam. Ei bhabe prai 20 min. pore ami jakhan jakhon bollam je ami ar parchina takhon Kaps tar bara diye amar gude prochondo bege thapate thapate tar barar sab birjoras amar guder bhetor dhele dilo, takhan ami-o jouno shititkar korte korte amar guder sab jal ek-sange jhoriye dilam. Chodachudir eto sukhe ami pagol hoye gelam. Chodachudir par amra dujan dujanke joriye dhore shuye thaklam.
Anek pare jakhan Kaps amake chhere uthlo, takhan tar lingo shanto hoye nichher dike jhule gechhe. Amar joni-o shanto hoye ghumiye porechhe. Ami bhulei gie chilam je ami Kavitar barite achi – hatath sunlam kavita darjar baire theke knock korche dinner-er jonnay. Takhan rat prai 11 ta hoye gechhe. Amra nijeke porishkar kore jama kapro pore berie elam. Kavita amaderke dekhe hese bollo “abar jama kapor porte gali kano – abar to kheye deye langto hoe porbi – ar tarpor to sara raat amra langto heoi thakbo”. Ei katha sune amar bhitore jano abar agun jolte suru kore dilo.
Khaoa daor pore ebar amra tinjon ek songe suru korlam. Se arek maja. Se kahini pore likhbo.
Kavitar barite er par ami aaro 1 din chhilam. Sdin-o kaps amake chudechhilo. Sara din raat milie prai 4 bar. Amder langto shorir niye anek khela khelechhilo. Ami-o Kaps-er langto shorir pranbhore upobhog korechhilam. Chotkechhilam, chumu kheyechhilam, chetechhilam. Tar bishal lingo ami khub chusechhilam.
Kaps amake tar lingo theke birjoras ber kore khaiyechhilo. Tar lingor charpase khub ghano kalo kokrano chul. Amar joni-o chule chule bhara. Kaps amar jonir chul dekhe anek prosongsha korechhilo. Kaps-er barar chul aar amar guder chul dekhle sabai uttejito hoye porbe. Eto sundar naram, ghano o kokrano kalo kuchkuche chul! Sunday – prai raat 2 to porjonto amra tinjon chodon khela khele chilam. Tarpor ami ar Kavita dujon mile Kaps-er dudike sue oke jorie ghumie porechilam.
Monday prai 7 tar samoy amader ghum bhanglo. Kaps brush kore ready hoe galo jaoar jonnya. Amar manta khub kharap hoe galo, ami jiggasa korlam abar kabe ? Bollo jabe tumi chaibe ar amar samay habe. Ami bollam sabsamay chai – sudhu tomake-I chai – bollo sambhab noi – tomar samne puro jibon pore roeche. Tarpor dekhi kavita ekta packet ene oke dilo. O amader dujonke thanks Janie chole galo. Ami Kavitake jiggasa korlam je ki dili re packet-e kore – o bollo je eta or fees.
Takhan ami bujhte parlam je o ekjon playboy. Kavita bollo o profeesional playboy noi ebong o naki onek baro businessman. Tai ekta min. fees nai sudhu o’r maintainance-er jonnya. Tao kono fixed kichu noi. Jakhon jamon ichha hoi. Ami sune khub khusi holam. Tarpore ami prai sex months dhore o’r sange programme karar chesta korechi kintu o samoi dite pareni – business-er kaje basto thakar jonnya.
Oi ghatonar por prai ek bachor pore amar biye hoe galo. Ekhon theke prai du bachor age, biye hoyechhe. Amar swami khub bhalo manush. Amake se khub bhalobase kintu amake ekdam bhalo chudte pare na, mane or amar agei berie jai ar prai sange sangei ekdam colaps hoe jai. Tai Kaps-er sathe amar chodachudir samparko ekhono rakhte hoeche, Thakbeo. Ete amake keu kharap bhableo amar kichu karar nei. Ami majhe majhe-i Kaps er sath programme kori nijeke chodate. Tabe ebar ar kono barite noi – hotel ba resort book kore nei.
Ebar apnader kachhe amar binito anurodh, amar jouno jiboner galpo pore apnader kemon laglo, ta nischoi janaben.Apnara apnader coments type kore post kore deben. Apnader coments ba feedback na pele ami amar jouno jiboner paroborti galpo bolte utsaho pabo na. Apnader sabaike ami, Nandini Chatterjee, janai anek jouno suvechchha.
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