Amar Bondhur

Ami aar Subhash chocolate bela theke bondhu. Aamder bari asapashi hochhe aar amra chocolate bela theke eksonge ekclasse porechee, ek song khelechee. Amra sab someye class sabar theke beshi number petam bole amader classer chelera amader hinshe korto aar meyera amader dike takiye takiye chokh motkato aar chok motke motke amader song katha bolto. Amara choto bela theki khub maja kortam. Kakhono kakhono amra nijeder nunu mileye milye dekhtam je kar nunu ta boro. Jakhon amra boro holam takhono amra nijeder bara gulo naptam aar dekhtam je kar bara ta beshi lomba ba kar bara ta beshi mota. Kakhono kakhono amra ek dujoner bara ta dhore khenche ditam aar dekhtam je kar bara theke beshi pheda pore ba beshi dure chitke pore. Subhasher bara ta praye cha inchee lomba aar amar bara tar lombai te chilo praye 81/2″. Amra emni kore dhire boro holam aar tar por amra 12th class pass korar por ek song Durgapur Engineering college bhorti hoye gelam. Engineering porar por amra anno anno privacye company te chakri niye alda alda sahore chole gelam. Ami Dekhi te ekta MNC te join korlam aar Subhash Bombay te ekta boro company te chakri niye Bombay te chole gelo. Subhash pore chakri chere diye nijer babsha shuru kore dilo aar dhire dhire Subhasher babsha khoob phulo phempe uthlo. Babshar taka theke Subhash ekta khoob sundor flat kine nilo aar kichu din pore ekta imported gari o kine nilo. Ekhon Subhasher kache gari bari chakor chakrani sab chilo aar se prayee businesser janno bideshe jet laglo. Aste aqua chakri chere diye babsha shuru korlam aar Subhasher moton amaro babsha bhalo cholte laglo aar amido dhire dhire Subhasher moton ekta sundor choto flat bari kine nilam tar por gario kinlam ekta.

Aste amar kacheo adhunik jiboner sab saj saronjam hoye gelo. Ami aar Subhash nijer nijer babsha te eto busy hoye gelam je amader dekha prayee 9-10 bachor holo na. Tobe amra prayee phone katha boltan aar ek dujoner khonj khobor nitam. Ek din Subhasher phone elo aar amakebollo je se ek Bristi namer meyer song biye korte jachhee. Subhash amake bollo je Sapnar gayer rong khoob farsha aar dekhte o khub sundor. Ami jakhon jigesh korlam je “sundor mane mayer naap jok gulo kemon?” Takhon Subhash amake bollo, “Sapnar kapor oopor theke ja dekhechee tate mone hoye je Sapnar nap jok gulo hochhe giye 36-25-36.” Ami takhon Subhash ke bollam, “36-25-36 mane tor hobu bouer mayee gulo besh dabka dabka, tor mayee tip khoob aram hobe.” Jak Subhash amake tar biye te jet Bombay jet bollo. Kintu Subhasher biyer someye ami businessr janno amake bideshe jabar chilo bole ami Subhasher biye te jet parlam na. Ami Subhash ke bollam, “sorry ami ekhon jet parchee na, tobe khoob taratari ami Bombay te jabo aar tor bou ke dekhe ashbo.” Ami bideshe gelam aar phire elam, kintu kaje eto best hoye porlam je amar Subhasher kache Bombay jawa holo na. Kintu amra phone phone joga jog rekhechilam. Subhash prayee amake Bombay te tar barite jabar janno bolte tahklo. Kichu din pore Subhash amake phon kore bollo, “toke eto bar theke dakchee aar tui ki na kaje eto basto je ekbar Bombay te aste parchis na? Ek hofta pore amar businesser kajer chap ektu halka hoye jawate ami ektu free korte laglam. Ami tai Subhash ke phone kore bollam je, “Subhash ami amar kajer theke ek hoftar janno chutee nebar katha bhabchee, tui jodi raji Thakis tahole ami ek hoftar janno tor kache Bombey te aste pari. Tor ki mot?” Subhash song song bollo, “chole aaye haramjada, anek kaj korechis eto dine eibar kichu dinner chite te Bombay ghure ja.”

Ami jakhon Bpmbay air porte pouchulam takhon dekhlam amake nite Subhash aar tar bou Sapna asheche. Subhash amake tar bou song porichoye koriye dilo. Ami dekhlam je Subhasher bou sattee sattee khoob sundoree mohila. Ami dekhlam je Sapna prayee 5’6″ lomba aar tar shorir tar kono katha neyee. Sapnar mayee duto besh boro boro chilo, praye 38″, komor beshpatla (26″) aar Sapnar pacha duto besh bhorat bhorat aar amar mote praye 40″ hobe. Amr mone porlo jakhon Subhash tar biyer katha amake bolechilo takhon bolechilo je Sapnar figure hochhe 36-25-38. Tar mane ei du teen bachore agor tar bouer mayee duto tip, chopkiye aar chushe 36″ theke 38″ ore diyeche aar tar pacha duto Subhasher thap kheye kheye 36″ theke 40″ hoye giyeche. Sapna amake dekhe ektu henshe nomoskar korlo. Ami dekhlam jakhon Sapna hanslo takhon tar du galo besh tol porlo aar tate take khoob sexy mone hot laglo. Ami aste kore Sapna ke bollam, “Sapna boudi tomake dekhte khoob sundor lagche.” Nijer proshonsha sune Sapna boudi khoob khushi hoye geole. Amra barite giye jinish patro rekhe ektu ash pash ghurlam aar tar ekta bhalo hotel giye khabar kheye nilam aar barite taratari phire eshe gumiye porlam. Porer din amra Bombay dorshoner janno beriye porlam. Sara din ghorar pore amra abar ekta bhalo hotel giye khabar kheye barite phirlam. Barite phire esje Subhash ekta whiskyr botol khullo aar bollo, “amra anek din pore abar theke ek jaygaye hoyechee tai aaj amra chutiye galpo korbo aar whisky khabo.” Subhash Sapna boudee ke deke glass, soda aar kichu khabar jonne bollo. Ami Sapna boudee ke deke bollam, “boudee tomakeo amader song boste hobe tai tumi teen te glass anbe.” Subhash o amar katha haan bollo. Takhon Sapna boudee teen te glass, soda aar kichu bhaja solted kaju niye asjlo. Amra tar por teen jone mile whiskye niye boshlam.

Amra aste aste whisky khachhilam aar aste aste aprite amater nesha hot laglo. Katha bolte bolte ami aar Subhash amater purono katha te eshe porlam. Jakhon amra amater purono dinner maja korar katha te eshe porlam takhon Subhash bollo, “Brostee tomake ekta katha bola hoye nee. Amader scholle aar college jato bondhu chilo tader modhe Parth bara tabar theke beshi lonba aar mota chilo.” Tar por Subhash amate amate amader purono dinner katha ek korebolte laglo. Khanik khon Subhasher katha sonar por Sapna boudee jigesh korlo, “tomar choto bela te ekjon anno joner pond mara mari korechile? Karon ami boi te porehee je chelra hostele thaka kaleen khoob pond maramari kore thake.” Boudeer ei katha sune Subhash bollo, “amra ei sab kichu kono dino korinee. Boi wala ra nijer boi bikree barabar janno eisab aje baje katha likhe deye.” Khanik chup kore Thakar por Subhash abar bollo, “dekhona amra sei choto bela theke ek song thekechee aar engineering obdi porechee, kintu kono din amra ek-annor pond maramari korinee. Ami jibone aaj obdi khali tomar ponde te bara dhukiye chee, aar kono ponde laura dhokai nee.” Subhashe katha sune ami Sapna boudee ke jigesh korlam, “boudee jakhon Subhash tomar pond takhon tomar kemon lage?” Sapna lajja te laal hoye khali dhaat bollo. Ami abar jigesh korate khanik naa naa bolte bolte boudee bollo, “aage to shuru shuru te khobb lagto aar pore khoob maja petam, aarekhon to khoob bhalo lage.”

Pher ami Sapna boudee ke tar hosteler jiboner katha jigesh korlam. Sapna boudee khanik khon chup kore theke bollo, “amara hostele nijer nijer antorango bandhobeer song khoob maja kortam. Amra ak dujoner mayee tiptam, mayee chakatam, mayee chustam aar tar por ek jon anno jon gude angul dhukiye khoob kore naratam. Kakhono kakhono jeev diye ek annor guud chatam, guder konta ke mukhe niye chustam ba guud ta ke chete chushe guuder jal khasatam. Kakhono kakhono amra eker oopre chore guud ghasa ghoste kortam aar guuder jal khasatam. Ete amader khoob maja asto.” Khanik chup thakar por Sapna boudee whisky r nesha te bolte laglo, “apr hostele kichu kichu meyera chilo jara paisar janno aar kaja lotar janno rat rat rat bhor hostel theke baire thakto aar jakhon tara sakal bela hostele phirto takhon sabai bujhte parto je tara sara rat ektukuo ghumoye nee aar sara rat dhore tader guud gulo laura diye khoob kore choda hoyechee.” Amiabar theke Briste boudee ke jigesh korlam, “tomra kemon kore bujhte parte je sei meye gulo sara rat ghumoye nee aar tara sara rat dhore tader guud chudiye hoste phreche?” Amar proshno sune Sapna boudee bollo, “aare eta abar kon boro katha? Jakhon oi meye gulo sakjale hoste phirto takhon tader hanta dekhliyee bojha jeto je tara sara rat dhore guud mariye phireche. Tara jakhon hant to takhon tader duto paa ektu choriye hant to. Tader sara mukhe, galaye danter dag laga tahkto aar tader komor ektu jhunke thakto.” Sapna boudeer katha sune amar khoob maja laglchilo aar tai ami abar theke jigesh korlam, “komor jhunkiye chola ta meyeder guud chodabar lakkhon?” Boudee jhataka mere bollo, “aar na to kee? Jakhon kono meye ba mohila sara rat dhore du to paa akasher dike tule aar phank kore nijer guude kono na kono laurar thap gulo neye aar guud chodaye, tar por du teen ghanta obdi tader du paa soja hot pare na aar tara ektu khunke, ektu paa choriye choriye chole. Emni tei meyedera choda khabar por tader paa duto choriye choriye chole.” Ami jigesh korlam, “keno?” Boudee bollo, “aare baba meyera paa duto phank koreii to gude kono laura neye. Aar choda khabar por tar guud theke purification bara diye dhala pheda gulo tar guud theke topke topke pore aar tate meyeder uru duto chot hoye jaye aar tai meyera guud mabar pore paa duto ektu phank kore kore colle.”

Ami khanik khon chup korar por Sapna boudee ke jugesh korlam, “boudee, tumi kakhono ei sab meyeder theke tader guud chodabar katha jigesh korecho? Boudee amake bollo, “haan, oii meyeder modhee ekta meye amader paser ghost thakto. Ek din ta ke jigesh korlam je sara rat kothaye katiye elee? Prothome to meyeta chup kore royili, tar por aste aste bollo je sara rat se aar tar boy freind ekta ORGY PERTY te chilo. Oii party aro anek meye aar tader boy freind ra ese chilo. Raat prayee barota obdi amra drink korlam aar tar poor khabar khelam ar tar por ekta boro hall globe giye boshlam. Hall globe kom powerer bulb jolchilo aar aster aster aster aster gan bajchilo. Khanik pore ekta chele uthe hall globe sab jalna aar darja bondo kore diye tate parda phele dilo aar sabai ke bollo raat anek hoye giyeche eibare amader asol party shuru kora jak. Cheletar katha sune sabai ek song haaaaaaan bollo aar sabai ek ek or gayer jama kapor khulte laglo. Khanik khoner modehhe meyera khali bra aar panty pore chilo aar chelera khali underwear pore chilo. Tar por sab chelera tader gareer chabi bar kore majhkhaner tabler oopore ekhe dilo. Chabi rakha hoye gele hall grosser light ta off kore dewa holo. Er por meyera adh nengto hoye aste aste hall grosser majhkhane rakha table theke ekta ekta chabi uthiye niye abar nijer jayegaye giye bose porlo. Meyeder chabi niye bosar por hall grhorer halka light ta abr joliye dewa holo. Je meyer kace je cheler gareer chabi chilo sei chele eshe meyeta ke nijer hathe kore tule hall glore dance korte laglo. takhonkar dance kono dance chilo na, khali chelera meyeder song jhapta jhaptee korchilo aar ek annor gayer baki kapor gulo aste aste khule dichhillo. Chelera dance korte korte meyeder mayee gulo tipchilo aar theke theke mukh ta nabiye meyeder mayeer bonta mukhe niye bonta chuse dichhillo. Meyerao kakhono kakhono dance korte korte neeche bose cheleder laura gulo chuse dichillo. Tar por ei rakomer dance korte korte korte korte Chelera aar meyera je jekhane jayga pelo shoeye shoye choda chudi shuru kore dilo. Ekbar guud marar por chelera uthe anno meyeder song abar theke choda chudi shuru korte laglo. Ei rakom meye bodle bodle choda chudi sarra rat dhore cholte thaklo.” Briteer hostel jiboner ei galpo sune ami aar Subhash khoob garom hoye gelam aar amar aamer laura gulo tatiye uthlo. Subhash tar bou ke niye sobar ghost pick gelo aar jabar someye amake chok mere gelo jate ami bujhte parlam je ekhon Subhash bichanate Sapna ke phele nengto kore ulte palte chudbe. Aar holo tai, ami amar gloe giye sobar aageyee Subhasher ghor theke Sapna boudeer gala sunte pelam, “haan, haan, mayee gulo bhalo chatkao, khao khao amar mayee duto chushe chushe kheye nao……….Offff ahhhhhh aste…..aste dao. Ami ki paliye jachee, ahhhhhh dao…jore…jore dao….isssssssssssssssssssssssss.” Ami buhjte parlam je Sapna boude Subhasher kach theke choda khachee. Ami khanik pore ghumiye porlam.

Porer din amake niye Subhash aar Sapna boudee Jahangir art gallery, Tarapur aquarium, Chaupati beach, Mahalaxmi mondeer aar anek jayga niye gloralo aar tar por amra ekta hotel giye lunch kore bari phillam. Barir phera pore amra amader jama kapor paltiye boste na bostei Subhasher janno Singapore theke phone elo aar Subhasher Singapore jawa khoob darkari bollo. Subhasher kono tender Singapore pass hobar katha aar tai Subhasher Singapore thaka khoob darkari. Subhash phonta peye khoob chintito hoye porlo karon eto din pore ami Subhasher bolate Bombaytar bari giye chilam. Ami Subhash ke bojhalam je, “dekh bhalo business maner kache business ta sabar theke boro. Toke jakhon Singapur jete hobe takhon tui chole jaa.” Amar katha sune Subhash rat 8.00 flight Singapur colle geolo aar jabar aage amake puro chuti tader barite thakte bishesh kore anurodh kore geolo. Ami aar Sapna boudee sondhe bela air porte giye Subhash ke see off kore elam aar pherar potato bhalo hotel rate khabar kheye barite phirlam. Barite phirre boudee nijer grhore colle gelo aarami ekla bore hot thaklam. Khanik pore Sapna nijer ghar theke beriye elo aar ami ta ke bollam, “Sapna ami bhison bore feel korchee aar ami kalker flighte Delhi phire jabo bhabhchee.” Amar katha sune Sapna bollo, “naa, tumi eto taratari chole jeo naa. Eto taratari chole gel Subhasher khoob kharab lagbe aar amaro bhison kharab lagbe.”

Ratree te ami ekla ekla boshe whisky khachhilam aar Sapnar song galpo korchilam. Khanik pore ami Sapna keo amar song whisky khabar janno anurodh korlam aar amar katha Sapna mene nilo aar nijer janno ekta drink toyree kore nilo. Amra du jone anek khon dhore whisky khelam ar galpo korte thaklam. Amra aste aste besh khanik ta kore whisky kheye niyechilam. Amar matha ta besh bhari hot laglo aar Sapna ektu aboltabol katha bolte laglo. Khanik pore Sapna boudee amake bollo, “tumi bosho, ami ektu kapor gulo change kore ashchee,” aar Sapna boudee nijer glo kapor change korar janoo pick geolo. Jakhon Sapna boudee kapor change abar theke glore phre elo takhon ta ke dekhe amar chokhhuu charok gach aar amar laura ta tan tan kore uthlo. Sapna boudee tar jama kapor change kore ei someye ekta golapi ronger transparent nighty pore eshechilo aar nightyr neeche aar kichu pore nee. Boudeer nighty theke onar gol gol daber moton boro boro mayee duto aar tader bonta gulo aar neeche kichu na thaka te onar guuder char dhare konrano ghono kalo kalo bal gulo obdi porishakar bhave dekha jachillo. Ami aSte kore boudee ke bollam, “boudee tumi amar samne ei rakomer kapor pore theko na karon amake nijer oopore control korte khoob mushkil lagche. Amar laura ta tan tan kore khara hot lagche.” Sapna boudee amar katha sune haaa….haaaa kore henshe dilo aar amar kache eshe danriye thaklo.

Ami Sapna boudeer mayee duto onar nightyr oopor theke dekhte dekhte boudee ke bollam, “boudee tomar mayee duto jakhon eto sundor tomar guud tana najani koto sundor hobe.” Amar katha sunne muchkee hanshi henshe amake bollo, “tumi amake tomar lomba bara takhao tahole ami tomake amar guud takhabo.” Pher abar theke henshe Sapna amake bollo, “ami ek bar dekhe tonee amake dekhe tomar laura sattee salttee khara hoyeche ki na, na amake emmni emni miche katha bolcho.” Ami boudeer katha ta sona matro nijer payjama aar underwear ta khule boudee ke amar 9″ lomba loklok korte thaka laura ta ke hathe dhore narate narate boudeeke dekhate laglam. Sei someye amar 9″ lomba laura khara hoye tan tan korchilo. Boudee amar laura ta ke bhalo kore 5 minutes dhore dekhe amake bollo, “sattee sattee tomar laura ta besh lomba aar khoob mota hochhee. Ei laura ta diye je meye ba mohila guud marabe se khoob maja pabe aar tar jibon aar song song tar guud tao dhonno hoye jabe. Ami boudeer katha ta sune ghure bouder chokher samne amar lokloke bara nachate nachate boudee ke bollam, “boudee tumi ekbar amar laura ta nijer guud ta chudiye nao, tahole bujhte parbe amar laurar chodon ta koto bhalo aar tomar guud ta koto khushee hoyeche.” Amar katha aar barar nachon dekhe boudee amake bollo, “dhatt! tomar mukhe ja ashe tumi tai bole dao. Tomar katha gulo jodi Subhash jante paye tahole se khoob kharab mone korbe.” Ami bollam, “aarree baba, jakhon amra kauke bolbo na takhon takhon ke jante parbe je tumi amar laura nijer guuder bhetore niyechoo aar ami amar laura diye tomar guude thap merechee.” Amar katha gulo sune boudee amake chokh boro boro kore dekhte laglo aar nijer thonter oopore jeev worsen laglo.

Ami Sapna boudeer habbahb dekhe bujhe giyechilam je Sapna boudee amake diye tar guud chodate chai, kintu amake aage egote hobe. Ami tai uthe danriye boudeer mayee duto tar nightyr oopor theke dhore nilam aar aste aste hath bolate laglam. Boudee amake kichu bollo na, khali muchke muchke hanshte thaklo. Takhon ami aste kore boudeer nighty ta neech theke uthiye boudeer gaa theke khule doore chunre phele dilam. Nighty kholar por amar licenser bondhu Subhasher sundoree bou, Sapna, amar samne tar jowan shoreerer take khule ekdom nengto hoye danriye thaklo. Ami Sapnar sundor daber moton mayee duto khola dekhe ekdom pagoler obostha. Sapnar mayee jora ta ektu lombater dharoner, kintu ekbare tan tan kothao theke ektuo taskaye nee. Bonta duto prayee ek inchee lomba aar khara khara ar dekhe mone hochhillo theek jeno jale bhejano monocca. Boudeer guuder dike chokh dilam.Offff boudeer guuder to jabab neyee. Boudeer guuder ooprerer bal gulo khoob sundor kore chanta abar bal gulo kintu guder thonth aar guuder konter oopore ekbare porishkar kora. Ami boudeer guud dekhte dekhte boudee ke jigesh korlam, “boudee tomar guuder bal eto sundor kore chente diyeche? Tumi ki nije theke guuder bal gulo eto sundor kore chentecho?” Amar katha sune boudee bollo, “aaree duur, nijer guuder bal eto sajiye gujiye kakhono chanta jaye? Eta tomar licenser bondhu, Subhasher, kaj. Oi amake paa fan kore shoeye rekhe ekta chocolate kanchee niye amar guuder bal gulo chente deye.” Ami tar por aste kore boudee ke nijer du hathe joriye nilam aar boudeer mayee duto aste aste tipte laglam. Mayee tepa khete khete boudee o amake du hathe joriye dhorlo aar amar booker oopore nijer mukhta ghost laglo. Ami aster aster mayee tepa ta ektu jore jore korte laglam aar boudee mukh theke ahhhhh issssssssss offfffff korte laglo. Ami boudee ke joriye dhore bouder thonter oopore chumu khete khete boudeer neecher thonta nijer mukhe niye chuste shuru kore dilam. Boubdee chup chap nengto hoye amake du hathe joriye niye aar amar du hather bhetore danriye nijer mayee tepachillo aar nijer thont chosachillo. Khanik pore boudee amar hather bandhon theke beriye amar genjee ta khule nilo. Amar payjama aar underwear ta to ami aage thekei khule phelechilam, tai amio bouder samne ekdom nengto hoye gelam. Amake negto kore boudee amake ek dristee te dekhte laglo aar amio boudeer nengto roop sudha ek distree te dekhte laglam. Amake khaik khon dhore dekhar por boudee amake bollo, “hi! Partho tomake nengto dekhte khoob bhalo lagche. Tomar khara lokloke laura ta dekhte sattee khoob bhalo aar je kono meye ba mohila eta ke nijer guude dhokate chaibe aar eta ke diye nijer guud chodate chaibe.” Ami takhon abar theke boudee ke kache tene duto mayee tipte tipte aste kore bollam, “ami aar kono maye ba mohilar katha jante chai na, ami khali jante chai je tumi amar laura ta nije guder bhetore dhokate debe ki na?” takhon boudee amake chumu kheye bollo, “aaree tumi ekhono bujhte parcho na? jakhon theke Subhash amake boleche je tomar bara ta tomader grouper modhhee sab theke lomba aar mota hochhee, ami takhon theke tomar bara ta diye amar guud ta marabo bole theek kore niyechee. Eibar tumi amake taratri kore chude dao, amar gude tomar neengto laura ta dekhe aggun leg royeche.”

Boudeer katha sune ami boudeer pacha ta joriye dhore boudeer ekta mayee mukhe chuste laglam aar ekta mayee ta ke hathe kachlate laglam. Boudee ohhhhhhhhhhh isssssss korte laglo. Sapna bioudee amar laura ta dhore mochrate laglo aar amar laura ta dhore amake tante tante amake nijer bedroom niye gelo. Bedroom eshe boudee amake dhakka mere amake bichanate phele dilo aar amar laura ta hathe kore khoob ghuriye phiriye dekhte laglo. Khanik kohon laura ta dekhar por boudee amake bollo, “Subhash theek bolchilo. Tomar bara ta Subhasher bara ta theke aneklombaa aar maota o khoob beshi. Aaj amar guud diye tomar laura ta khete amar khoob bhalo lagbe. Amar guud tomar laurar choda kheye dhanno hoye jabe. Tumi ekhon chup kore shoeeye thako. Ami tomar laurar ras bar kore chekhe dekhbo. Tomar laurar pheda bar kore ami tariye tariye khabo.” Ami boudee ke bollam, “thhek ache tumi amar laura tar pheda bar kore tariye tariye khao na ke baron korche, tobe amakeo tomar oi sundor phola phola rase bheja guud ke khete dao. Amio tomar ras jab jabe guuder ras bar kore taroye tariye khete chai. Esho tumio bichanate amar oopore upur hoye 69 positione shoeye poro aar amra ek dujone laurar aar guuder ras cheese chushe bar kore tariye tariye khete thaki.”

Tar por ami aar boudee palomger bichanar oopore 69 positione shoeye porlam. Ami boudee ke nijer oopore uthiye nilam aar boudee guuder oopore elo-patharee chumu khete laglam. Boudee o anno dike amar laurar mundee ta khule niye tar oopore chumu khete laglo. Khanik khon chumu khabar porboudee amar laurar mundee ta aste nijer mijher bhetore dhukiye niye aar mundee ta ke nijer khar-khare jeebh diye chat dite laglo aar lalhono lalhono mundee ta ta ke chuste laglo. Ami amar laurar chosar song song aar thakte na pere boudeer guud ta ke duto angul diye phank kore dhore amar jeebh ta jato ta dhokano jaye dhukiye guud ta ke chete dite laglam. Boudee takhon amar laura prayee addek ta mukhe dhukiye chuste laglo aar ami komor ta ektu aste aste oopore kore amar laura ta diye boudeer mukhe halka halka thap marte laglam. Amar boudeer mukhe thap marar song song boudee laura ta mukh theke bar kore amake bollo, “ohhhh! Partho tumi ekhon thap mere mere jato ta paro tomar ei mota laura ta ke amar mukher bhetore dhukiye dao aar pore eita ke amar guuder bhetore dhukiye bhalo kore thapio. Amar guud tomar mota laurar thap khabar janno dekho ras kata shuru kore diyeche.” Eibar ami bhalo kore boudee paa duto bhalo du dike choriye dilam aar amar chokher samne boudeer halka halka bale dhaka guud ta prayee khule geole. Ami amar jeev ta diye aste aste boudeer guud ta chete dite shuru korlam. Amar jeebh lagar song song song boudeer guud the halka halka ras berote shuru hoye gelo aar sei ras gulo ami jeebh diye chete khete laglam. Guud chatar song song song boudee tar komor norano shuru kore dilo aar kakhono kakhono tar komor ta ghuriye ghuriye amar sara mukher oopore nijer guud ta ke ghoste laglo. Ami guud ta chatar song song amar ekta angyl boudeerr guuder bhetore dhukiye dilam aar song song song boudee uffffff ahhhhhhhhhhh korte laglo. Ami takhon amar anno hath ta boudeer komorer oopore rekhediye tar pachate hath bolate lagam. Pacha te hath bolate bolate ami aste kore amar ekta angul boudeer ponder phutor oopore rekhe bouder ponder phuto te angul ghoste laglam. Khanik p[ore ami amar guuer bhotero pora angul ta bar kore guuder harhare ras khanik ta boudeer ponder putor oopre lagiye diye amar ekta angule ponder putor bhetore aste kore dhukiye dilam. Ponder putorbhetore angul dhuktei boudee hoi hoi kore uthlo aar amake bollo, “Partho, tumi to dekhchee besh bhalo khelaree, guuder song song amar ponder putor dikeo tomar nazar colle geche? Theek ache, theek ache tumi aage amar guud ta ke bhalo kore tomar pheda diye amar guder agun nebao tar pore tumi amar ponder bheoreo tomar laurata dhukie amar pond tao chude deo.”

Boudeer katha sune ami boudeer guud theke jeebh ta bar kore ami boudee ke jigesh korlam, “boudee tomar bujhee pond marate khoob bhalo lage? Theek aki ami tomar ponder bhetor amar dhukiye aaj ke ami pond phata bo. dekhbe ami kemon kore aage tomar guud chudi aar tar por tomar pond mari.” Boudee amar katha sune mukh theke amar laura ta bar kore amake bollo, “haan, Partho ami amar sab phuto te laura gonjate bhalobashi. Amar jato halo lage nijer guud chodate, tato bhalo lage amar pond mara te. Tobe tomar bondhu amar pond khuub ekta mare na. Khoob bolle du teen mash pore pore ekbar amar ponde tar chotto laura dhukiye amar pond mere deye.” Eto ta bole boudee abar anmar laura ta nijer mukhe dhukiye amar bara ta chuste laglo. Amio abar theke boudeer guudeer amar mukh ta gunje boudeer guud chuste laglam aar guudev angule dhukiye narte laglam. Khanik pore boudee amake bollo, “Partho, aar noye amake chit kore phele amar guidete tomar ei mota laura ta chor chor kore dhukiye amake bhalo kore chude dao. Guuder jala te ami aar thakte parchee na. Amar guud ekhon tomar angul noye tomar laura ta chai. Amar guud ta tomar laurar janno bhison habe astheer hoye poreche.” Ami boudee ke bollam, “boudee tumi keno astheer hoye porcho? Ami ekhuni tomar guuder song amar barar milon ghostiye dichhee, tobe aage amake ekbar oi sundor guuder ras ta chakte dao. Ami sunchee je tomar moton sundoreer aar sexy mohila der guuder ras na ki khoob mishtee hoye. tai ami tomar guuder ras ta ekbar kheye dekhte chai.” Takhon Sapna boudee amar mukher oopore guud ta ghoste ghoste amake bollo, “theek tomar ja prane chai koro. Ekhon ei guud ta tomar hochhee tomar ja ja korte ichchee hoye kore nao. Haan ekta katha aro, jakhon amra ekdujone bara aar guud chatchee, chuschee aar ektu pore choda chudi korbo, takhon amra keno boudee aar Partho bolchee. Amader uchit ekhon ek-dujon ke bhalo kore khistee deowa. Khistee dile aar khistee sunle ei someye ga ta aro garom hoye pore.” Ami boudeer katha sune boudee ke bollam, “theek ache chenal magi, tui ja ja bolbee ami tai kore jabo. Tui jodi bolish to age tor guud ta chude dee aar tar por tor guud ras pan kori. Tui ki cah bolna guud chodani magi?” Ei bolte bolte ami boudeer guud bhetore duto angul dhukiye guud khenchte laglam aar khanik pore dekhlam je boudeer guud ta puro madon rase bhore geche aar guuer thont duto khop khop korche. Boudee amar laura ta ke mukh theke bar kore bollo, “oore dhemna, tui taratari amar oopore chore amake chod bhalo kore. Shala maachoda takhon theke tor laura ta guude nebobole guud keliye pore achee aar tui ki na ekhoo guud chushe colchees.”

Ami bdeer katha te kan na diye boudeer guuder bhetore abar theke jeebh ta dhukiye dilam aar boudee hoi hoi kore bolte laglo, “ohhhhh! ki eman ekta jantor baniyeche bahgowan. sala chosh chosh amar guud ta bhalo kore chosh aar chushe amar guud ta ke farsha kore de re haramzada guud kheko chocolate. Haan, haan ei bhabhe aro bhetore tor jeebh ta dhoka sala. Ohhhhh sala harami amar guud chushe chushe amar guuder jal khoshiye debe dekhchee. Ohhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhh amaaaar guuuuuuder jaaaaaaal berocheeeeeee.” Aar song song boudeer guud theke mishtee mishtee ras jar ektu sonda sonda gondho chilo guud theke berute laglo. Ami jeev diye sei ras ta sab chete pute kheye nilam. Ras beruno bondo hole ami guud ta abar theke jeebh diye chete ekdom porishkar kore dilam. Guuder jal khasanor abesh ta kete jabar por boudee amar oopor theke nebe amar pashe bichanate chit hoye shoesoeye porlo aar ek hathe amar laurata ke dhore chatkate laglo. Khanik pore boudee uthe boshe amar lauara ta abar theke nijer mukher bhetore dhukiye niye laura ta ke chuste laglo. Baoudee jakhon amar laura ta chuschilo takhon ami amar hath ta bariye boudeer guude ekta angul dhukiye dilam aar angul ta aster aster narate laglam. Boudee amar laura ta mukh theke bar kore diyeamake bollo, “chat chat haramjada, amar guude aar angul dhokash na. Amar khuub jore pechhab peyeche. Chere de amar guud ta amake ekbar bath room jete de sala.” Ami boudee ke bollam, “ore guud chodane magi, ami tor guud chere dile ki hobe tui to amar laura ta gile boshe achis, amar laurata ki mukhe kore tui mootbee?” Boudee amar laura ta mukh theke bar kore uthe boshlo aar bichana theke nabar janno egote laglo. Tai dekhe ami boudee ke abar theke joriye dhore bollam, “kothaye jachho? Boudee ektu roko na? Ami arekbar tomar guuder rash bar korte chai.” Boudee takhon amake bollo, “na sona amar katha mene jao please, ami ekhuni bathroom theke aschee. Tar por tumi amar guud pond jato cahtbe cheto. Ekhon guud chatle amar pechhab beriye tomar mukhe porbe.” Ami song song boudee ke bollam, “dao boudee tai dao. Aaj ke ekbar tomar guder theke beruno moot tao amake khaiye dao.. Tomar moot kheye dekhi je tomar sundor gude theke beruno moot tar swad ta kemon.” Baoudee nijeke charate charate amake bollo, “dhatt, osobho kothakar. Tai kakhono hoi na kee? Tumi kono din sunecho je keu karur mukhe moote?” Ami jor diye boudee ke bollam, “aar karoor katha ami jani na, aaj ke tumi amar mukhe moot be. bas aar kono katha noye. Ekhon eta bolo je tumi kothaye mootbe? Ei bichanar oopore amar mukher boshe na bathrrom ami shoeye thaki aar tumi amar oopore boshe mootbe?” Amar ei katha sune boudeer chokh mukh lajja te lal hoye gelo aar amake bollo, “ami kichu jani na. Tumi ekta osobhoo, bodmaish lok. Tumi amake aar ki ki korbe jani na. Tomar ja bhalo lage aar ja bhalo bojho koro.”

Ami takhon bichana theke uthe boudee ke niye boudeer grhorer song attached bathrrome gelam. Bathroomer char dhare dewale boro aina lagano chilo aar tate amake aar boudee ke length to dekhe amar to laura tantanniye gelo. Boudee mukh nichu kore amake bollo, “chalo niche shoese poro aar ami tomar mukher oopore guud rekhe boshe moot. Dekhi tumi kemon amar guud theke beruno moot gulo khao.” Boudeer katha sune ami taratari bathroomr mejhe te shoeye porlam aar boudee ke bollam, “Sapna chole esho amar buuker opore boshe poro tomar guud at amar mukher oopore rekhe.” Boudee amar katyha shone tar du to paa amar kandher du dike rekhe guud ta ke amar mukher oopore guud ta ke rekhe boshe porlo. Boudee amar mukher oopore boshe amar matha ta du hathe dhore bollo, “ki amar moot khabe to, tumi amar song emni iyarkee korchile?” Ami kono katha na bole boudeer guud ta ke du angul diye khule ras bhortee guuder bhetor ta nhalo dekhte laglam. Boudee kichu na bole du hathe amar matha ta dhore aar amar kichu na bojhar aage amar mukher bhetore chor kore moot te laglo. Boudee amar matha ta ke du hathe jore chepe dhore chilo bole ami boudeer mooter dhar theke amar mukh ta sorate parlam naa aar tai agtya boudeer moot gulo ghat ghat kore gilte laglam. Mooter swad kemon nona nona chilo to be tate ekta ugro sonda sonda gondho chilo. Prothome prothome boudder moot ta khete ga ta kemon kore uthlo kintu ek du dhok gelar pore aar amar kichu mone hot laglao na aar monk sukhe moot gulo gat get kore gile kheye nilam. Boudee amar mukher oopore moot charte charte haaa haaa kore henshe amake bollo, “ki sakh puro hoye che? Na ekhono tomar ichchee amar moton sundoreer guud theke beruno moot ta khabar?” Ami matha nere bollam, “na boudee ekhonkar moton tomar guud theke beruno moot khabar amar saaur miteche, tobe pore ami abar tomake amar mukher bheore motabo. Tkhon kintu na koro na, bujhle?” Ei bole ami amar mukh ta boudeer gude dhukiye dilam aar jeebh diye tar puro guud ta ke chete chete porishkar kore dilam. Boudee takhon amake bollo, “Partho, tumi hoyeto jano na je meyera jakhon moote takhon koek phonta moot goriye goriye goriye ponder dikeo chole jaye. Tumi amar guud ta to jeev diye porishakar kore dile aar amar ponder kache je koek phonta moot chole geche seta ke porishakar korbe?” Ami jhat kore boudeer guud theke mukh ta tule boudee ke bollam, “boudee tumi chinta koro na, jakhon ami tomake amar mukher oopore boshiye mootiyechee, aar tomar guud ta jeebh diye chete chete porishakar kore diye tar pacha duto ektu tule dhorlo aar ari du hathe boudeer komor ta joriye niye boudeer ponder phuto ta amar mukher oopore niye eshe jeebh ta bar kore boudeer ponder phuto ta chete chete porishakr korte laglam. Ponder phutor oopore jeebh ta lagatei boudee seeeeeeeeeeeeee ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh isssssssss kora shuru kore kore dilo aar komor ta nariye nariye amar sara mukher oopore pond ta ghoste laglo. Amio jeebh diye boudeer ponder phuto aar tar du to pacha cheese chete porshkar kore dilam. Boudee amar oopor theke uthe porlo aar aamo uthe boslam.

Boudee amake joriye dhore chumu khelo aar bollo, “tumi sattee jano kemon kore meyecheleder chodbar age tatano jaye. Tumi amar moot khele aar tar pore tumi amar pond tao chete phete porishkar kore dile aar ete ami ekhon tomar kach theke choda khabar janno bhison bhabe garom hoye porechee. Tumi amake bichanate phele aage amake chude dao tar por anno kono katha hobe.” Ami boudee ke chumu kheye bollam, “theek ache chalo boudee eibar guuder manthan kara jak. Tomake dekhe mone hochhe je aar khaink khon choda na khele tumi thakte parbe na.” Ei bole ami boudee ke kole tule nilam aar bedroom niye eshe boudee ke palonger oopore chit kore shoeye dilam. Bichanate shoebar song song boudee tar paa duto oopor dike tule aar phank kore dhorlo. Amio song song boudeer guuder mukhta du angle khule amar laura ta boudeer guuder mukhe rakhlam. Laura ta guuder mukhe rekhe ami laura ta dhore laurar mundee ta boudee guuder oopore aar guuder konter oopore ghoste laglam. Boude laurar ghoste guuder oopore peye aar thakte na pere nijer ekta hath nabiye amar laura ta ke dhore nijer komor unchuu kore amar laura ta ke gguder bhetore dhukiye nilo. Amio song song amar komor ta choliye ekta jor thap mere amar laura ta amule boudeer gude dhukiye dilam aar laura ta bhos kore boudeer guder bhetore char kore dhuke geore. Amar laura ta guder bhetore dhukte na dhuktei boudee chenchiye uthlo, “ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh bar kore naoooooo tomar lauraaaaaaaaaaaaaaa thekeeeeeeeeeeeee. Amaaaaar guuuuuuuuud ta mone hochhe pheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Bhisoooon chor chor korcheee. Tomar bara ta bhisooooooooooon motaaaaaa, amar guud ta chinre jabeeeeee.” Ami amar laura ta boudeer guder bhetore rekhe chup kore thak lam aar boudee ke jigesh korlam, “boudee ki holo tomar? Ei tumi takhon theke bolchile je amake chodo , amake chodo. Aar ami jei amar bara tomar gude dhokalam takhon tumi bolcho je bara ta bara kore nao. Tomar ki khuub lagche?” Boudee amar gala joriye amake bollo, “naaaa, maneeee tomar laura ta besh mota. Aar ami aaj obdi eto mota laura amar guud diye khai nee, tai guuder bhetor ta besh chor chor korche.”

Ami kono thap na mere laura ta ke boudeer guder bhetore rekhe diye boudee ke bollam, “mane? Tumi Subhasher laura charao aro anno bara diye tomar guud chudiyecho?” Boudee muchkee hanshi henshe bollo, “haan, ami biyer pore amar guud diye aro anno bara gilechee aar aajke ekhon tomar bara ta gilchee.” Ami eibar amar bara ta guud theke ektu bar kore ekta aste kore chopto thap marlam aar boudeer mukher dike dekhlam. Dekhlam je boudeer mukhete kono koshtor chapphutlo na. Ami bujhlam je guud ta amar mota laura ta shajjo kore niyeche aar ami eibar boudee ke choda shuru korte paree. Ami aste thap marte marte boudee ke jigesh korlam, “boudee bolo na tumi Subhasher bara chara aar kar kar bara tomar guud diye kheye cho?” Boudee amar buuker oopore hath ghoshte ghoshte aar amar komorer oopore tar duto pa rakhte rakhte amake bollo, “dhuur sala chudte boshe gude bara dhukiye khali abol tabol katha bole aae paltu someye nashto kore, ekhon kono katha noye, tui ekho ja korchees mon lagiye tai kore ja, pore ami toke amar guuder chodon kahini shonabo.” Bouder katha sune ami amar laura ta addekh ta bar kore komor chiloye ekta besh jore thap marlam aar boudee bollo, “ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhh abeeeee asteeeee chod sala ato jore jore thap marish na, guud ta phete jabe re. Sala bina mehonote amar guud ta chudte peye sala khali jore jore thap mere mere guud ta phatabar dhanda? Aare baba ami jakhon guud khule tor neeche shoeshoeyecheetakhon ami aaj sara rat tor laura diye ami amar guud marabo. Eto tara korchis keno?” Ami boudeer duto mayee hathe niye chatkate chatkate bollam, “oore khankee magi, tui guude chitiye shoeeye achis guud mabar janno, aar ami amar bara ta diye tor guud chudchee, ekhon chella chilli kore aar jhamela korish na. Amake amar kaj korte de.” Ei bole ami amar puro bara ta guud theke tene bar kore abar ek jhatka mere puro laura ta uuder bhetore chalan kore dilam. Boudee ekbar khali bollo, “shuru shuru te aste aste aste chod amar guud.” Ami boudeer katha moton boudee ke aste aste chudte laglam aar khanik pore boudee dhire dhire komor tule amar thap song thap dite laglo. Amio dhire dhire amar thap song speed barate laglam aar boude o song song neech theke pond tola dite dite amar thap song song thap marte laglo. Khanik khon amar thap gulo khabar por boudee amake bollo, “eibar amar gude aro jore jore thap maro. Amar khuub bhalo lagche tomar chodon khete. Chodo chodo amake aro jore chodo sona.” Amio boudeer katha moton jore jore thap mere boudee ke chudte laglam. Boudee tar guude amar bara ta nite nite amake bollo, “bhalo hoyeche je Subhash Singapore chole geche, ta na hole amar tomake diye guud chodabar ichchaa ta roye jeto. Hi Partho! chodo tomar license bondhur bouer guud ta bhalo kore chodo. Aro bhetore obdi dhokao tomar laura ta amar Guude bhetore. Ohh aaj ami jante parlam je brshi mota aar lomba laura diye guud chodanor koto sukh. Amar guuder o anek dinnerer sakh chilo ekta mota aar lomba laura diye chudbar janno aar aaj seta puro hochhee. Bas tumi emni kore nijer komor chiloye amar guud ta chude cholo. Aaj amar guud jodi phete jaye to jak. Tumi amar guud ke aro jore jore nijer bara ta khawao.

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