Didi Ki Hot Friend Ne Mujhe Akela Pakad Liya – Kya Hoga Agla? 😲

Yaar, main apne room mein baitha tha, raat ke 11 baj rahe the, aur suddenly mera phone baja. Screen pe dikha – ‘Riya Di’. Didi ki best friend. Heart thoda dhadka, kyuki last time milne pe usne aise dekha tha jaise main koi prize ho. “Hello?” maine bola, awaaz thodi ruksi.

“Arjun, beta jaldi aa ja na! Main akeli hoon ghar pe, dar lag raha hai,” uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si urgency thi, jaise ro rahi ho par control kar rahi ho. Main socha, abhi? Itni raat ko? Par mana kaise karta, Didi ka trust break nahi kar sakta.

Main jaldi se kapde change kiye, bike uthayi aur nikal pada. Riya Di ka flat sirf 10 minute ka tha, par raat ki sardi mein lag raha tha jaise ghanto lag rahe hon. Saans thandi ho rahi thi, aur dimag mein uska chehra ghoom raha tha – wo lambe baal, wo tight top jo last party mein pehna tha, aur wo smile jo seedhi dil mein lagti thi. Kyu aisa feel hota hai uske saath? Kabhi socha nahi tha aise.

Door bell bajaya. Andar se halki si awaaz aayi, phir darwaza khula. Riya Di khadi thi, sirf ek thin nighty mein, jo uske curves ko halka sa highlight kar rahi thi. Uski aankhein laal thi, jaise royie ho. “Arjun… aa ja andar,” usne kaha, awaaz mein thodi si kampan. Main andar gaya, dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Ghar bilkul andhera, sirf ek table lamp jal raha tha.

“Kya hua Di? Sab theek?” maine poocha, sofa pe baithte hue. Wo mere paas aayi, itni kareeb ki uski perfume ki khushboo aa gayi – wo meethi wali, jo pagal kar deti hai. “Arjun, aaj office se ek ladka… wo mujhe follow kar raha tha. Bahut darr lag gaya,” usne bataya, baithte hue apna haath mere kandhe pe rakh diya. Uska touch… garam tha, aur main thoda sa sahlaya usne.

Main ruk gaya. “Kaun tha wo? Police ko bolna chahiye.” Par wo hasi, halki si, par wo hasi mein kuch alag tha. “Ab tu aa gaya na, ab dar kaisa.” Uski aankhein meri aankhon mein ghusi hui thi, wo direct stare, jisme se hat nahi pa raha tha main. Hum dono chup, sirf saansein sunai de rahi thi. Uska haath abhi bhi mere kandhe pe tha, halka sa dabav.

“Tu jaanta hai na, teri Didi kitni pyari hai? Par tu… tu bhi badal gaya hai Arjun. College se ab tak,” usne kaha, awaaz dheemi karte hue. Main sharma gaya, yaad aaya last Diwali pe jab wo mere saath dance kar rahi thi, uska body mere against. “Di, aap bhi toh… bohot achi lagti ho,” maine bola, nazrein jhuka li. Wo muskurayi, aur apna haath hata ke mere baal chhedne lagi. “Achhi? Bas?”

Hawa mein kuch tension build ho rahi thi. Main utha, paani lene kitchen gaya. Wo bhi aayi peeche peeche. “Arjun, tu single hai na? Koi girlfriend?” poocha usne, fridge se bottle nikaalte hue. Main palta, wo bilkul kareeb. Uski nighty ka strap thoda sa sarak gaya tha kandhe se, par wo notice hi nahi kar rahi thi. “Nahi Di, abhi tak nahi,” maine kaha, awaaz atki hui.

Wo paas aayi, glass leke. Humare haath touch hue, current sa laga. “Good. Kyu ki main bhi single hoon ab,” usne kaha, aankhein na chhodte hue. Pause. Lamba sa. “Kya matlab? Breakup?” maine poocha. Wo sir hilaya, par kuch nahi boli. Bas dekhti rahi. Uska saans mere chehre pe mehsoos ho raha tha.

Hum wapas hall mein aaye. Sofa pe baith gaye, ab thoda aur kareeb. TV on kiya usne, par koi dhyan nahi. “Arjun, yaad hai wo picnic? Teri Didi ki birthday pe? Tu mujhe chase kar raha tha jungle mein,” wo boli, hansti hui. Main yaad kiya – haan, wo hide and seek khel rahe the, maine pakad liya tha use, aur wo gir gayi mere upar. Wo moment… tab se kuch badal gaya tha.

“Haan Di, wo din mazedaar tha,” maine kaha, muskurate hue. Uska haath mera haath chhoo gaya accidentally, par hataya nahi. Fingers halke se ulajh gaye. “Arjun… tu mujhe Di mat bol. Riya bol,” usne kaha, awaaz mein ek softness. Main dekha uski taraf – uske lips thode geele, jaise bite kiye ho. Dil ki dhadkan badh gayi.

“Riya…” maine pehli baar bola. Wo smile ki, aur apna sar mere kandhe pe rakh diya. “Thoda der yahin baith na. Akelapan seh nahi paati,” usne whisper kiya. Uska baal mere gale pe gir rahe the, garam sa saans. Main chup raha, bas feel kar raha tha wo closeness. Kuch minutes guzre, silence mein. Fir usne sar uthaya, meri aankhon mein dekha. Wo distance… sirf inches.

“Arjun, ek baat poochu?” usne kaha, awaaz itni low ki sunai hi mushkil se de. “Haan,” maine bola, gale mein jakad sa. “Agar main bolu ki… mujhe tu pasand hai? Tab se?” Uski aankhein serious, par ek chamak. Main shock, par khushi bhi. “Riya… sach?” Wo haan mein sir hila di, aur uska haath mera chehra chhoo gaya. Soft touch, thumb se gaal pe.

Ab tension peak pe. Humare chehre itne kareeb, saansein mix ho rahi thi. Uski aankhein band hone wali thi, par main ruk gaya. “Par Didi?” maine poocha, dimag mein confusion. Wo hasi, “Didi ko baad mein bata denge.” Aur wo aur kareeb aayi, lips almost touch…

Wo pal ruk sa gaya. Humare honth sirf ek saans ki doori pe the, par maine peeche hat liya thoda sa. Dil andar hi andar tadap raha tha, par dimag bol raha tha – yeh sahi hai kya? Riya ki aankhein khuli rahi, usme ek sawal, ek ummeed. “Kya hua Arjun? Darr lag raha hai?” usne poocha, awaaz mein halki si narazgi, par pyar bhi.

Main chup raha, nazrein jhuka li. Uska haath abhi bhi mere gaal pe tha, thumb se halka sa circle bana rahi thi. Wo touch… jaise aag laga rahi ho andar. “Nahi Riya, bas… soch raha hoon. Tu meri Didi ki friend hai, family jaise,” maine bola, awaaz dheemi. Wo hasi, wo halki si, jo dil ko chhu leti hai. “Family? Arjun, family mein aisi feeling nahi hoti jo hum dono ko ho rahi hai abhi.” Uski baat sunke maine uski aankhon mein dekha – wo gehri, wo chamak jo chhupa nahi pa rahi thi.

Silence gira beech mein. Lamba sa, awkward. Sirf clock ki tik-tik aur humari saansein. Sofa pe hum baithे hue the, knees touch kar rahe the accidentally. Main move karna chahta tha, par nahi kar paya. Uski nighty ka fabric halka sa sarak gaya tha, shoulder expose kar diya. Main nazar hata nahi pa raha tha, par jaldi se TV ki taraf dekha. Wo notice kar gayi, muskurayi. “Kya dekh raha hai?” poocha usne, awaaz mein masti.

“Kuch nahi,” maine kaha, sharma ke. Wo aur kareeb aayi, ab humara body bilkul jud gaya. Uska garam sa badan mere against, wo softness jo pagal kar rahi thi. “Arjun, tu jaanta hai na, main kitne time se wait kar rahi hoon is moment ka? Wo picnic se, wo dance se… har baar tu paas aata, main pagal ho jati,” usne confess kiya, private baat jaise, sirf hum dono ke liye. Main shock, par andar khushi ka silsila. “Riya, main bhi… par kabhi socha nahi tha aisa hoga. Tu itni perfect hai, main kya hoon?”

Uski aankhein meri aankhon se jud gayi, lingering eye contact. Seconds lage, minutes jaise. Usme saari duniya simat gayi thi – hesitation, curiosity, aur wo attraction jo rok na paaye. “Perfect? Tu hi mera perfect hai Arjun. Aaja, feel kar,” usne kaha, mera haath leke apne dil pe rakh diya. Uski dhadkan… tez, meri jaise. Main feel kar raha tha wo rhythm, sync mein. Haath accidental se slip hua, uski waist pe gaya. Wo saans li gehri, par hataya nahi. Balki apne aap ko press kar diya thoda.

Ab conversation private ho gayi, whispers mein. “Arjun, kiss kar na… please,” usne bola, aankhein band kar li. Main hesitate kiya, par curiosity jeet gayi. Lips touch hue – soft, warm, jaise honey melt ho raha ho. Pehla kiss chhota, hesitant. Fir wo deep gaya, tongue ka dance shuru. Hum dono kho gaye, hands explore karne lage. Mera haath uski peeth pe, uska mere baalon mein. Body heat badh rahi thi, clothes ke beech se bhi mehsoos.

Wo uthi suddenly, mera haath pakad ke. “Chal, bedroom,” whisper kiya. Main follow kiya, dil dhadak raha tha jaise race mein. Room mein andhera, sirf moonlight aa rahi thi window se. Bed pe baith gaye, fir let gaye side by side. Eye contact phir, intense. “Tu sure hai na?” maine poocha, emotion bhara awaaz. Wo haan mein sir hila di, “Haan, ab rukna nahi.” Uska haath mere shirt ke buttons pe gaya, slowly kholne lagi. Main bhi uski nighty ke straps handle kiye, slip hone diya.

Badan bare ho gaye, skin to skin. Wo touch electric, har jagah current. Hum hug kiye tight, legs ulajh gaye. Kisses trail hue – neck pe, chest pe, slow exploration. Emotions peak pe pahunch gaye – realization ki yeh sirf physical nahi, connection hai gehra. “Riya, I love this… love you,” maine bola internal thought jaise, par aloud. Wo reply mein kiss di aur gehri, “Main bhi… forever.”

Tension ab pleasure mein badal rahi thi. Hum move karne lage rhythm mein, bodies sync. Slow start, hesitation se, fir passion bhara. Har thrust jaise wave, building up. Uski moans dheeme, whispers mein mera naam. Main feel kar raha tha uski tightness, wo warmth jo wrap kar rahi thi. Hands grip tight, nails dig in back. Sweat mix ho gaya, slippery smoothness. Pace badha, breaths short. Internal thoughts: yeh heaven hai, perfect fit.

Emotional peak wahan – jab hum dono ek dusre ki aankhon mein dekhe, climax ke kareeb. Wo tears aankhon mein, happiness ke. “Arjun… yes,” usne bola, body arch kiya. Hum saath pahunche us ultimate pleasure pe, waves of ecstasy. Shaking, holding tight, world ruk gayi. Fir relax, cuddling mein. Saansein normal hone lagi, par connection strong.

Subah hone wali thi. Hum lete rahe, fingers play karte hue. “Ab kya? Didi ko bataayenge?” maine poocha, curiosity mein. Wo muskurayi, “Haan, par saath mein. Ab hum saath hain na.” Wo kiss forehead pe, satisfying end. Par dimag mein ek chhota sa sawal – yeh shuruaat hai ya…?