Faridabad Hotel Mein Ashu Aur Rehan Ki Raat Hotel ka Receptionist

Faridabad Hotel Mein Ashu Aur Rehan Ki Raat Hotel ka Receptionist

Ashu Yamunanagar ke paas ek university mein trainer tha. Umar 39 saal thi. Kaam aisa tha ki mahine mein kai baar alag-alag cities mein presentations dene nikalna padta tha. Is baar Faridabad ki university mein training thi, aur hotel pehle se book tha.

Ashu dopahar tak pahunch gaya. Reception pe ek ladke ne usko room diya. Ashu ne samaan rakha, nahaya aur bahar nikal gaya. Shaam khali thi, isliye usne Faridabad ke aas-paas thoda ghum liya.

Thak kar jab wapas aaya to dekha ki pehla wala ladka chala gaya hai. Uski jagah ek naya ladka khada tha. Umar koi 22-23 saal thi. Patla, chharhara, kali T-shirt aur kali jeans mein, baazu mazboot aur chest bhari hui.

Ashu ki nazrein us pe atak gayi. Ladke ne bhi Ashu ko dekha. Dono kuch pal ek-dusre ko dekhte rahe. Ladke ne poocha, “Sir? Main aapki koi madad kar sakta hoon?”

Ashu ne palat kar poocha, “Tumhara naam kya hai?” Usne kaha, “Sir, mera naam Rehan hai.” Ashu ne kaha, “Mere room ka lock atak raha hai. Tum aake dekh sakte ho?”

Rehan ne thoda socha, phir sir hilaya. “Theek hai sir. Main hi chalta hoon, room service wala bahar gaya hai.” Dono lift se upar ki manzil pe gaye, jahan Ashu ka room tha.

Ashu ne chabi lagayi, lekin lock andar se atak raha tha. Rehan ne kaha, “Sir, dikhao zara?” Dono darwaze ke paas khade ho gaye. Jagah kam thi, isliye shareer qareeb aa gaye.

Rehan ne chabi ghumane ki koshish ki. Ashu jaan-boojhkar thoda sa hatne ke bajaye paas hi khada raha. Unke chehre bahut qareeb aa gaye. Ashu ko Rehan ki saansein mehsoos ho rahi thi, aur shayad Rehan ko bhi.

Achanak Rehan ka haath fisla aur uska chehra Ashu ke chehre se takraya. Hoth halkese chhu gaye. Dono ek pal ke liye tham gaye. Ashu ne muskuraate hue kaha, “Koi baat nahi… tum koshish karo.”

Rehan phir se lock pe dhyaan lagane laga. Ashu ne uske haath ko pakad liya aur bola, “Isko thoda aise ghumao…” Jab Ashu ne Rehan ka haath pakda, to Rehan ne haath nahi hataya. Dono samajh gaye ki baat ab sirf lock ki nahi reh gayi hai.

Rehan ne dheere se kaha, “Sir… ek baar aap koshish kijiye.” Ashu ne chabi pakdi. Rehan peeche se uske haath ke upar apna haath rakh diya. Dono ke shareer ek-dusre se sat gaye.

Ashu ne achanak palat kar dekha. Unke chehre aamne-saamne the. Ashu ne dheemi awaaz mein poocha, “Aaj raat koi shift change to nahi aane wala?” Rehan samajh gaya. Usne sir hilaya, “Nahi sir… aa main aapke taale main lagaunga chabi.”

Itna kehte hi dono ke chehre aur paas aa gaye. Hoth jud gaye. Ashu ka haath switchboard pe gaya aur light band ho gayi. Andhere mein Rehan ke haath Ashu ki T-shirt ke andar chale gaye.

Usne Ashu ki kamar ko pakadkar apni taraf khincha. 18 degree AC hone ke bawajood garmi badhne lagi. Ashu ne Rehan ki gardan pe hoth rakh diye. Rehan ne Ashu ke baal pakde aur uska chehra peeche ki taraf jhuka diya.

Doosri taraf se usne Ashu ki T-shirt upar uthayi aur ek nipple ko muh mein le liya. Choosne aur halkese kaatne laga. Ashu lagataar karaahne laga. Rehan ko samajh aa gaya ki Ashu uske haath mein poora maza le raha hai.

Usne Ashu ka haath pakda aur apne lund pe rakh diya. Abhi poori tarah sakht nahi hua tha. Rehan doosre nipple ko choosta raha. Dheere-dheere usne apni jeans ko thoda sa dheela karte hue neeche ki taraf sarka diya. Laal rang ki Calvin Klein underwear saaf dikhai dene lagi.

Rehan ne Ashu ko halka sa neeche ki taraf dhakela. Ashu poori tarah neeche jhuk gaya. Usne Rehan ke abhi poori tarah na khade hue lund ko haath mein liya aur muh ki taraf badhaya. Topi pe precum ki ek boond lagi hui thi. Ashu ne jeebh se usko chata.

Rehan ki aankhein band ho gayi. Uske andar se dheemi lekin gehri awaaz nikli, “Aaha… aaha…” Ashu ne dheere-dheere lund ko muh mein lena shuru kiya. Muh ki garmi se Rehan ka lund aur sakht hone laga.

Rehan ki aankhein abhi bhi band thi. Uske haath Ashu ke baalon mein ghoom rahe the. Muh se baar-baar nikal raha tha, “Aaha… hmmm… aaha…” Beech mein hi, jab Ashu ne thoda aur gehrai tak le liya, to Rehan ke muh se masti mein ek adhoori gaali phoot padi, “Behen… aaha…”

Ashu ne lund ko muh se nikala aur uske tato pe jeebh phirane laga. Ab Rehan ka lund lagbhag saadhe 8 inch ka aur poori tarah sakht ho chuka tha. Rehan is maze ko bardaasht nahi kar pa raha tha. Uski aankhein band thi aur andar se lagataar awaazein aa rahi thi, “Aaha… aaha… hmmm…”

Usne do baar request ki, “Poora muh mein le le yaar… please…” Jab Ashu ne jaan-boojhkar tease kiya, to Rehan ne uske baal pakde. Ashu ne sir haan mein hilaya, muh upar kiya, aur Rehan ne apna lund utha kar uske muh mein zor se thoonas diya.

Rehan bola, “Kya aapko samajh hi nahi aati? Ise muh mein lo behenchod… chooso saale…” Ashu ne ab poora control chhod diya, kyunki use yahi roughness chahiye thi. Usne Rehan ka lund gehrai tak le liya. Galon tak bhar gaya.

Rehan ki kamar hilne lagi. Uske haath Ashu ke baalon mein kas ke pakde hue the. Woh zor-zor se dheere-dheere dhakka maarta raha aur muh se gaaliyan nikal rahi thi. “Haan saale… aise hi choos… behenchod… aaha… teri jeebh se lund hil raha hai… madarchod… aur gehrai se le… aaha… fuck…”

Ashu ki aankhein band thi. Woh lund ko pure muh se daboch kar choos raha tha. Kabhi sirf topi pe jeebh ghumana, kabhi poora andar le jaana. Rehan ki saansein tez ho gayi. Uska shareer kaampne laga.

“Aaha… main nikalne wala hoon… behenchod… mat nikaalna bahar… muh mein rakh… aaha… aaha…” Ek last gehra dhakka diya aur Rehan ka maal zor se Ashu ke muh mein nikal pada. Garam, gaadha. Ashu ne sab nigal liya.

Rehan ki kamar abhi bhi hil rahi thi. Woh haanf raha tha aur gaaliyan de raha tha, “Haan… le le saale… poora… aah… behenchod…” Lund ab dheela hone laga. Lekin Ashu ne usko muh se nahi nikala.

Woh dheere-dheere choosta raha, jeebh se dabochta raha, taaki Rehan apne lund ki garmi aur Ashu ke muh ki garmi dono ko pure tarike se mehsoos kar sake. Rehan ke haath abhi bhi Ashu ke baalon mein the. Woh aankhein band kiye hue thirak raha tha.

“Aaha… abhi mat nikaal… aise hi rakh… garmi mehsoos ho rahi hai… saale…” Lund dheere-dheere bilkul soft ho gaya, lekin Ashu ne use muh mein hi rakha hua tha. Rehan ki saansein ab normal hone lagi thi.

Tabhi achanak Rehan ka phone baj utha. Ye phone room service wale ka tha, jo Rehan ko reception ke counter pe bula raha tha. Shayad koi customer aaya tha. Rehan ne phatafat apni jeans upar karte hue Ashu se kaha, “Sir, mujhe please jaana padega. Main phir aaunga.”

“Aisa karte hain aap mujhe apna telegram ID de dijiye? Raat ko 11 baje ke baad koi nahi aayega. Room service wala bhi sone chala jayega. Aap mere message ka intezaar kijiyega. Uske baad poora karte hain. Please.” Ashu ne kaha, “ID to le lo… Ashusharma156… lekin yaar, do minute ruk jaate hain.”

Rehan ne ID note kiya aur bola, “Nahi, sir, kisi ko shak ho jayega. Aap thoda intezaar kijiye.” Uske baad woh phatafat se room ke bahar nikal gaya. Kahani jaari rahegi.