Champakali aur Gora Sahib - long hindi sex story

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Raat ka taaron se saja ghoonghat shaam ke mukhhde par dalne hi wala tha.
Champakali kaam kar ke thak kar choor hogayi thi.
Oopar se bhook bhi sata rahi thi.
Woh rasoii ghar ki taraf rawana hogayi.
Rasoii ghar mein aaj shehar se Babu Baawarchi (chef/cook) bulwaya gaya tha jo Rajkumar ke liye vilaayti khaane paka raha tha
aur
mehal ke baawarchi Pandit Sharma moonh khole saari cheezon ko dekh rahe the, jo unnhon ne kabhi zindagi mein nahin dekhi theiin.
Ghar ka khana to woh pehle hi paka chuke the.
Champakali thaali mein bhojann le kar paayein baagh mein aagayi.
Usay yahan bhojann khana bohat pasand tha.
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Har taraf haryaali hi haryali thi.
Phool hi phool the.
Uss ne daal aur chaawal milaaye aur achaar ki tukkdi mila mila kar khaane lagi.
Itne mein baahiri darwaaze ki taraf se bigal bajne ki aawaazein aane lageiin.
Woh dammdamm ki baadd ke peeche lag kar khadi hogayi.
Ab usay darwaaze wala hissa bilkul saaf dikhayi de raha tha.
Suit boot pehne 1 Gora Sahib safaid haathi par betha tha, bigal baj rahe the.
Raste mein phoolon ki pattiyaan bichaayi jaa rahi theiin.
Ashlokk padhe jaarahe the…

Badey maharaja Uday Singh apne purkhon ki talwaar haath mein thaame betay ke swaagat ke liye khade the.
Thodi dair baad Vilaayati Babu ko mahawat ne haathi se neeche utaara.
Unnhon ne aage badh kar bade Hukam jee ke charann chooay
aur gale lag gaye.
Hukam jee ne purkhon ki talwaar unnke haath mein thamayi.
Pita ka koi naksh chehre par nahin tha.
Maa ki tarah narey Angraiz the Gora Sahib…
Qad sahi tha bus, baal bhoore rang ke the.
Baaki ka shareer bhi achcha tha.
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Patwaari jee unnhein riyaasat aur shehar ke bade bade rajaaon aur thaakuron se milwa rahe the.
Phir woh andar ki taraf holiye.
Chokhhat par Badi thaakurayan ne aarthi ki thaal se unnki aarthi utaari.
Gora Sahib ne charann choo kar namaskaar kiya.
Unnhon ne tilak laga kar moonh meetha karwaya
aur
phir woh sub mehal ke andarooni hisse mein daakhil hogaye.
Champakali ka kaam khatam ho chuka tha.
Woh bhi Raj Bhawan ke daakhili darwaaze se bahir nikal kar ghar ki aur chal padi…
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“Main ne thaare ko kitni baar bola hai ke humre saath bad’tameeji na karat ho,
Magar tum angraiz ka diya yeh kapda pahen kar khud ko kaa samajhte ho?
Aaj hum tum ko kotwaali le kar jaaoongi.
Jaat ka naayi saala nicker-booshirt pehan’ne se kya babu bann jaawat hai.”
Woh jo koi bhi thi, darbaan (chokidaar) Narayan ka collar pakde usay be’bhaao ki a rahi thi.
Thakur il Singh gaadi se neeche utre
aur
uss ke peeche jaa khade huay.
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“Ae mister! kya problem hona mangta yahan?”
Champakali ne jaldi se Narayan ka collar chhod kar Gora Sahib ko namaste kiya.
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“Woh Sir jee kuch nahin hai,
bus yoonhi yeh chamarann humre se majaak karat hai”
Narayan ne baat sambhaatlte huay kaha.
Champakali ne kha jaane wali nazron se peeche palat kar dekha.
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“Arey kaahe ka majaak?
Thaare liye itti badi baat majaak howat hai
aur
Chamarann ki ijjat, ijjat na howat hai?”
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Uss ne taish mein aa kar palat kar Thakur il Singh se sawaal kiya.
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“Magar uss ne kiya kya hai jo tum itna ghussa karna mangta?”
Gora Sahib ne thehar thehar kar poocha.
Vilaayat mein palne badhne ke baad bhi unnki hindi kafi achchi thi.
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“Iss paapi ne aaj humra haath thama
aur
phajool phajool bakwaas karat hai.
Main Champakali hoon, Champakali.
Aaj to aapki wajah se bach gaya,
warna main isska woh hashar karti ke sara sannsaar tamasha dekhat ho”
Woh lambi si choti hilati Raj Bhawan ke andar chali gayi aur Gora Sahib aur Narayan usski hilti kamar/nitambon ko dekhte rehh gaye.
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“Ae ladki! Humaari baat o!”
Champakali bahir hi seedhiyon ko dhho rahi thi.
Gora Sahib ke bulaane par daudii.
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“Aayi jee Gora Sahib!
Hum se koi kaam howat hai?
Aap ke kamre ko to hum ne ek dum chaka chakk chamkaya hai.”
Woh jaldi jaldi apne kaam ki report paish karne lagi.
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“No, no.
Kaam to tum ne 1st class kiya hai.
Aisi hi tum se baat karna maangta tha.
Tumhara naam kya hai?”
Gora Sahib ne gehri nazron se ussko nihaarte huay poocha.
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“Champakali!”
Jaldi se bataya gaya.
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“Wow very beautiful name.
Tum hum ko achchi lagi ho.
Wahan vilaayat mein hum ne 1 se badh kar 1 padhi likhi, ameer aur khoobsurat ladkiyaan dekhi hain,
Magar tum mein kuch khaas hai.
Raj Bhawan mein tumhara kaam tumhari zaat phir bhi tumhara hadd se zyada confidence jo beauty se zyada hai.
Tum humara baat samajhta Champakali?”
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Gora Sahib ne jaane kya bola, woh to palle na pada,
Magar iss mulaqat ke baad woh Raj Bhawan mein jahan jahan bhi kaam karti,
Do aankhein musalsal usay ghoorti rehteiin.
Aur woh jaldi jaldi kaam nipta kar ghar chali jaati…

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Ae Champakali! thaare ko chote Hukam jee oopar kamre mein bulaawat hain,
jaa baat n ke aaja.”
Woh baagh mein bethi khana kha rahi thi.
Rakhi ne aa kar usay sandesa diya.
Woh hairaan pareshaan Gora Sahib ke kamre ki taraf chal di.
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Darwaaze ko khola to Gora Sahib kursi par bethe the.
Woh namaste kar ke neeche qaaleen par beth gayi.
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“Arey Champakali!
Yahan nahin, yahan oopar betho humaare paas.
Aaj hum tum se 1 khaas baat karna mangta.”
Gora Sahib bole.
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“Kaisi baat Gora Sahib?”
Unn ki baat ko nazar’andaaz karte huay Champakali ne dhadakte dil ke saath poocha.
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“Champakali… tum humaare mann mein bus gayi ho.
Hum apni padhaayi poori karne Calcutta jaa rahe hain.
Hum chaahta hai ke Roopmati mausi ke saath tum bhi humaare saath Calcutta chalo.
Hum tumhein bohat aish karaayega.
Tum ko such much ki Champakali bana dega.”
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Champakali ko laga poora ka poora Raj Bhawan usske sar par aan gira ho.
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“Gora Sahib! hum Hukam jee ki wajah se aap ki bohat ijjat karat hain
aur
phir iss mehal ka namak khawat hain.
Agar Champakali se ee baat aur koi bolta to hum usski jabaan guddi se kheench lawat.
Har koi bikaaoo nahin howat hai
aur
aakaas ki chandar maa aur dharti ki dhool ka kya mail Gora Sahib?
Achcha howat ke aap iss khayaal ko dimaagh se nikaal dein.”
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Champakali ne ghusse se Gora Sahib ko ghoorte huay kaha.