আমাকে দেখে ও পুরা অবাক হয়ে গেল। আমি বললাম, আপু তুমি কি করছ? আপু তাড়াতাড়ি ওর কামিজ দিয়ে শরীর ঢাকার ব্যর্থ চেষ্টা করলো। আমাকে বললো, " আমি যে সাজিদ... আমি কোনো খারাপ মেয়ে না, আমাকে তুই খারাপ মেয়ে ভাবিস না প্লীজ, ফিজিক্যাল নীড সবারই থাকে, তাই আমি এটা করছিলাম। তুই কাউকে বলিস না প্লীজ, আমার ভাই।" আমি বললাম, না না, আমি কাউকে বলবো না। আমার ধোনটা তখন ৭" হয়ে ছিল আর প্যান্টের উপর দিয়ে ফুলে দাঁড়িয়ে ছিল।
আমি বললাম, তোমার এসব দেখে আমারও অবস্থা খারাপ। চলো আমরা দুইজন একসাথে দুইজনকে স্যাটিসফাই করি। কেউ কোনোদিন জানবেনা, আমি প্রমিস করছি তোমার কাছে। আপু আমার উপর রেগে গিয়ে বললো, আমরা ভাই-বোন, আমরা এসব করতে পারিনা। আমার মাথা টা গরম হয়ে গেলো। আমি বললাম যে, তাহলে আমি কালকে আম্মুকে বলব যে আপু রাতে খারাপ কাজ করে। আপু সাথে সাথে আমার হাত ধরে বলল, প্লীজ ভাই, এ কাজ করিস না। আম্মু আব্বু আমাকে শেষ করে ফেলবে। আমি বললাম, তাহলে যা বললাম তাই করো। আপু বলল, ঠিক আছে, কিন্তু কোনোদিন আমি আর তুই ছাড়া যাতে এসব ব্যাপার কেউ না জানে। আমি বললাম, ও কে, মাই সিস্টার। তখন আপু আমার প্যান্টের দিকে তাকালো আর বললো, তোর ঐটাতো বড়ো? আমি বললাম, তোমার ফিগার দেখেই এতো বড়ো হয়ে গেছে। আম তখন আপুর শরীর থেকে ওর কামিজটা সরিয়ে দিলাম। আপু বলল, তুইও তোর প্যান্টটা খুলে আমার পাশে শুয়ে পড়। আমি আমার প্যান্টটা খুলতে আমার ৭" ধোনটা বের হয়ে আসলো। আপু হাঁ করে আমার ধোনের দিকে তাকিয়ে থাকলো। আমি বললাম, এভাবে তাকিয়ে কি দেখতেসো? আপু বললো, আমার তোর ধোনটাকে খুব ধরতে ইচ্ছা করছে। আমি বললাম, ধরো, যা খুশী তাই কর। ওরপর আমি সব ড্রেস খুলে আপুকে বললাম, বিছানায় চলো। এরপর দুইজন একসাথে নেকেড অবস্থায় বেডে শুয়ে পড়লাম। আমি ফার্স্ট কোনো মেয়ের বডিতে হাত দিলাম। আমার পুরা বডিতে মনে হলো কারেন্টের শক খেলাম। আমি আপুর লিপগুলাকে চুষতে শুরু করলাম। আপুও আমাকে খুব শক্ত করে ধরে আমার মুখের ভিতর জিহ্বা ঢুকিয়ে দিলো। প্রায় পাঁচ মিনিট আমরা কিস করলাম। এরপর আমি আপুর দুধগুলাকে চুষতে শুরু করলাম। আপু পাগলের মত আমার মাথাটাকে ওর দুধের সাথে চেপে ধরতে লাগলো আর উফ আফ ওঃ ওঃ করতে লাগল। আমি একটা চুষতেছিলাম আর অন্যটা হাত দিয়ে টিপছিলাম। আপু বললো, ওঃ সাজিদ, জোরে জোরে টেপ আমার দুধ গুলোকে। আমি তারপর অন্য হাত দিয়ে আপুর সোনায় হাত দিলাম। তখনি আপু কেঁপে উঠল। আপুর সোনাটা পুরা ভিজা ছিলো। আমি আর নিজেকে সামলাতে পারলাম না। এবার আমি নিচের দিকে গেলাম আর আপুর পা দুইটাকে ফাঁক করে কিছুক্ষণ তাকিয়ে থাকলাম। আপু বলল, ওহ সাজিদ, আমি আর পারছিনা। আমি তখন আমার জিহ্বা দিয়ে সোনাটা চাটা শুরু করলাম। তখন আপু মনে হচ্ছিল পুরা বেডটা নিয়ে উপরে উঠে যাবে আর শুধু আহহহ আহহহহ ওহহহ আওওওও ওউচ, জোরে জোরে, আরো জোরে চোষ, এসব বলতেসিল। ওরপর আপু কোমর উপরের দিকে উঠিয়ে আমার মাথাটা ওর সোনার মধ্যে দুই হাত দিয়ে চেপে ধরলো। আমার নাক, ঠোঁট সবকিছুতে আপুর মাল লেগে গেল। আমি খুব জোরে জোরে ২টা আঙুল ঢুকাচ্ছিলাম আর আমার জিহ্বাটা যতটুকু যায়, ভিতরে ঢুকাচ্ছিলাম। আপুর পুরা শরীর কাঁপতে শুরু করলো। দুই পা দিয়ে আমার মাথাকে সোনার মধ্যে চেপে ধরলো। তারপর সোনার সব মাল আমার মুখের ভিতর ফেলল। আমার তখন পুরা শরীরে আগুন জ্বলতেছিল। আমি বললাম, আপু আমার ধোনটা চুষে দাওনা প্লীজ। আপু বললো, অবশ্যি চুষবো। আপু উঠে আমার ধোনটা দুই হাত দিয়ে ধরে একটা টিপ দিলো, ধোনটা আরো ফুলে উঠলো। আপু তখন ধোনটা মুখে নিয়ে আস্তে আস্তে চুষতে শুরু করল। আমার মনে হচ্ছিল তখনি আমার মাল বের হয়ে যাবে। আমি ধোনটা বার বার আপুর মুখে চেপে ধরছিলাম। আমার ৭" ধোনটা আপু পুরা নিতে পারছিলো না। প্রায় পাঁচ মিনিট আপু আমার ধোনটা চুষলো। এখন আমি আপুকে বললাম, আমি সোনার মধ্যে ঢুকাবো। আপু বলল, আমি তো ভার্জিন, কখনো কারো সাথে সেক্স করিনি, শুধু আঙলি করেছি। ফার্স্ট টাইম তো অনেক ব্যথা হবে। তখন আমি বললাম, আমিও ভার্জিন, তবুও চলো চেষ্টা করি। আমি আপুর উপর উঠে পা দুইটা ফাঁক করে ধরলাম। এরপর আমার ধোনটা আপুর সোনার সাথে ঘষতে আরম্ভ করলাম। আপুর মাল বের হওয়া শুরু হলো, ও ওহহহহ ওওওহহহ করে উঠলো। আমার ধোনটা পুরা মালে ভিজে গেল। আমি এরপর আস্তে আস্তে ধোনটাকে সোনার ফুটার মধ্যে সেট করলাম আর একটু চাপ দিলাম। আপু সাথে সাথে আআআআআওওওঔউউউ ওঃহহহ, অনেক ব্যথা, প্লীজ, আস্তে, বলে বেডশীটটা দুই হাত দিয়ে খামচি মেরে ধরলো আর চোখ দিয়ে পানি বের হয়ে গেল। আমি বললাম, আওউ, আর একটু কষ্ট করো, একটু পরেই ভালো লাগবে। আমি স্লোলি চাপ দিতে লাগলাম আর ধোনটা ঢুকাতে লাগলাম। আপু চিৎকার করে উঠল আউউউউ, ব্যাথাআ, আস্তে ঢুকাও, প্লীজ। আপু দুই হাত দুই পা দিয়ে আমাকে অনেক শক্ত করে জড়িয়ে ধরল আর আমার পিঠে খামচি দিয়ে ধরলো। আম ধোনটা সোনার মধ্যে ঢুকিয়ে আপুকে কিস করতে লাগলাম, দুধগুলো টিপতে লাগলাম। এরপর ধীরে ধীরে আপুকে চুদতে শুরু করলাম। আপুর পুরা শরীর কাঁপতে লাগল আর মনে হল আপুও আস্তে আস্তে রিল্যাক্স হচ্ছিল ও আরাম পাচ্ছিল। আমি আমার স্পীড একটু বাড়িয়ে দিলাম। আপু ওওওওও আআআআহহহহ, আমাকে খেয়ে ফেল সাজিদ, পুরা ধোনটা আমার সোনার মধ্যে ঢুকিয়ে দে। আমার আদরের ভাই, আমি তোকে খেয়ে ফেলব, আমি তোকে ছাড়বোনা। আপুও কোমর উপর দিকে উঠিয়ে আমার সাথে তাল মিলাতে লাগলো। এরপর আমি আপুকে বললাম, আমি শুই, তুমি আমার উপর উঠে করো। তখন ও আমার উপর উঠে নিজের হাতে আমার ধোনটা সোনার মধ্যে আস্তে আস্তে ঢুকালো আর ওঠা বসা করতে লাগলো। এভাবে ওর ৩৮ সাইজের দুধগুলো জাম্প করা শুরু করল। তখন আমি দুই হাতে দুধগুলো টিপতে লাগলাম আর আপু জোরে জোরে করতে লাগলো। আমি বুঝতে পারলাম, আমার মাল বের হওয়ার সময় হয়েছে। আমি আপুকে আবার নিচে রেখে উপরে উঠলাম। এবার আমি খুব জোরে জোরে ধোনটা ঢুকাতে আর বের করতে লাগলাম। আপু আমাকে শক্ত করে জড়িয়ে ধরে বলল, আরো জোরে কর, আরো জোরে, আমার সোনাটা ফাটিয়ে ফেল, সোনার সব মাল বের করে ফেল। আমি আর পারছিনা সাজিদ, আমার জল খসবে এখই। আপুর পুরা বডি কাঁপতে লাগলো আর মোচড়াতে শুরু করল। আপুর মালে আমার পুরা ধোনটা ভিজে গেল, রস বিছানায়ও পড়ল। আমিও ৩/৪ বার খুব জোরে ঢুকালাম আর বের করলাম। এরপর তাড়াতাড়ি ধোনটা বের করে আপুর দুধ গুলোর উপর আমার সব মাল ঢেলে দিলাম। আমার মনে হলো এত মাল আমার কখনো বের হয় নাই। আমার যখন মাল বের হচ্ছিল তখন আপু ধোনটা কে ধরে আমার বিচিগুলোকে আদর করতেসিল। আমি খুব টায়ার্ড হয়ে আপুর পাশে শুয়ে পড়লাম আর আপুকে কিস করলাম। আপু বলল, আমি জীবনে এত আরাম পাইনি যা তুই আজ আমাকে দিলি। আমি বললাম, তোমার যখন দরকার হবে আমাকে বলবা, আমি তোমাকে আরাম দিয়ে যাবো। তখন আপু আমাকে বলল, সাজিদ, ভাই আমার, আমাদের সিক্রেট রিলেশনের কথা কাউকে বলবিনা, আমার কাছে প্রমিস কর। আমি বললাম, আপু প্রমিস। আপু টিস্যু দিয়ে আপুর দুধগুলোকে মুছে আমাকে জড়িয়ে ধরে নেকেড অবস্থায় শুয়ে গেলো আর আমরা দুইজনই ঘুমিয়ে গেলাম।
Barite Chodon Sukh (Bangla Golpo)-1 Hi! Amar naam Partho hochhe aar amake barite sabai Bablu bole dake. Amar boyesh praye 21 bachar hochhe. Amar didir naam Renu hochhe aar didir boyish praye 26 bachor. Didi amar theke praye 5 bachor baro hochhe. Amra ekta middle class family aar ekta choto flate Kolkata te thaki. Amader bari ta choto, tate ekta hall/dining room duto bedromm aar ekta kitchen ache. Amader barite bathroom bolte khali ekta aar tate sabai jaye. Amader baba aar maa dujoneyee chakri kore. Didi amake Bablu bole dake. Aar ami take didi boli. Shuru shuru te ami sexer bishoye bishesh kichu jantam na. Karon ami kakhono co-education te poronee aar amader barir kache pithe kono meye amar boyshee chilo na. Tai ami ekhono kono meyer songe sexer maza nee ni aar ami kono din kono nengto meye dekhe chee. Haan ami kakhono kakhono prono magazine te nengto meyer chobi dekhechee. Jakahan amar boyish 14 holo takhon amar modhe meyeder pratee akarshan jagte laglo. Amar chokher samne khali amar Renu didi chilo. Didi matha te praye amar saman chilo, gayer rang besh farsha, lal tuktuke patla thont duto, matha te lamba ghono kalo chool, dekhte aar figure ta anekta Hindi cinemar Zeenat Aman moton. Haan didi mayee gulo besh chunchlo aar baro baro aar segulo ke dekhleye mone hoye je ekhkhuni hathe niye chatkaee.
Amar ekhono mone achche je ami amar jiboner prothon keenchee didi nam niye. Ek robibare jeyee didi bathroom theke berulo ami chat kore bathroome dhuke gelam aar taratari amar jama kapor gule phelte laglam. Amar khoob jore pechchab peye chilo. Pechchab korar por ami amar dhon ta niye khelte laglam. Hatat amar chokh porlo didir khule phela kapor gulor opor. Dekhi je didi chan korar por nijer gayer nightgown ta rakha ache. Ami jeyee nightgown ta tullam to dekhlam je tar talaye didir kalo ronger bra ta pore ache. Ami jeyee didir kalo ronger bra ta hathe nilam amar laura ta apna apni khara hote laglo. Ami nightgown ta tullam aar tar theke didir neel ronger panty ta pore gelo. Ami khunke panty ta tule nilam. Eibar amar ek hathe diir bra aar anno hathe didir panty ta chilo.
Ohh Bhagawan! Didir anatarbas gulo hathe niye ki bhison maza lagte laglo. Ami bujhte parchilam je eii bra ta kichukhon aage porjonto didir mayee te lege chilo aar eii panty ta kichukhon aage didur guuder songe lepte chilo. Ami ei katha gulo bhabhchilam aar bhetor bhetor garam hochhillam. Ami bujhte parchilam na ami didir bra aar panty gulo niye ki kori? Ami bra aar panty ta niye ghuriye phiriye sab dik theke chulam, chumu khelam, chatlam aar na jani ki ki korlam. Ami bra aar panty ta amar khola barar opor ghoslam. Bra ta ke niye amar booker oopor rakhlam. Ami amar kkhara barar oopore didir panty ta porlam. Porar songe songe seta amar bara oopore tent moton hoye thaklo. Tarpore ami didir nightgown ta bathroomer dewaler songe ekta hangere te tangalam. Tarpor kapor tanganor clip diye bra ta booker kache atke dilam aar panty ta nightgowner majhkhane atke dilam. Eibar amar mone kote laglo je didi bathroomer dewalr kache danriye amake tar bra aar panty ta dekhache. Ami taratari giye didir bra ta chuste laglam aar mone mone bahbhte laglam je ami didir mayee chuschee. Ami amar khara leura ta didir panty te ghoste laglam aar mone mone bhabhte laglam je ami didir guude leura ta dhukiye didi ke chudchee. Ami eto garam hoye giyechilam je amar bara ta bhishob bhabhe phule giyechilo aar khanik pore bara theke jiboner prothom mal beriye gelo. Amar bara theke beruno pheda te didir bra aar panty bhije gelo. Sei dinprothom bar amar mal berulo aar ta berulo didi nam kore.
Amar prothom mal beruno ta eto beshi chilo je amar paa duto jawab diye dilo aarami nijer payer oopor danrate parchilam na. Amar chokher samne andhokar hoye giyechillo. Ami chupchap bathroome bose porlam. Kichukhon pore ami suth hote ami uthe taratari chan korete shuru kore dilam. Showere chan kore ami besh fresh hoye gelam. Chan korar por ami didir nightgown ta dewal theke nabiye tar theke bra aar panty duto khule nilam aar segulo theke amar mal gulo jal diye dhuye dilam aar segulo jekhane chilo ami abar theke rekhe dilam. Sedin kar por theke amar laura kheenchar somaye didir bra aar panty niye nitam. Haan, eirakon kore kheenchar suyog khali robibare hoto. Kenona, robibare ami didir chan korar chan kortam. Robibare ami ghum bhangar pore chupchap shoye thaktan aar dekhtam je kakhon didi bathroome jaye. Jeyee didi bathroome jeto ami bichana theke uthe portam aar didi bathroom theke berule ami jhat kore bathrrome dhuke portam. Amar maa aar baba roz sakal sakal bela bichana chere ditto aar jakhon ami uthtam takhon maa kitchene jalkhabar ranna korte thakto aar baba baire balcone te bose paper porte thakto ba bazare giye dinkar bazaar korto. Robibar ta chere ami jakhoni bara kheenchtam takhoni bhabhtam je ami amar bara ta didir ras bhora chamchamer moto guude dhukiye thapachhee. Shuru shuru te ami khali bhabhtam je jakhon didi nengto hoye tkhon dekhte kemon lage? Pher ami ei bhabhte laglam je didir guude bara dhukiye thapate kemon lagbe. Ami kakhono kakhono sapno te didi ke nengto kore chudtam aar jakhon ghum bhangto takhon dekhtanm je ami amar bichanate shoye achee aar amar under pant ta puro puri bheeje geche. Ami kakhono amar moner katha ba amar sapnor katha kauke bolini ba didi amar kono katha janto na.
Ami amar schooler parashona shesh kore college jete laglam. College te kichu meye bondhu hoye gelo. Du ekta meye bondhur songe ami ek du bar choda chudir anando nite laglam. Ami jakhoni kono meye bondhu ke chudtam takhon ami bhabhtam je mara bara ta amar didir ras bhortee guude dhokano achche. Ami bar bar chesta kortam je amar mon ta didi opor theke sore jak kintu ta hochchillo na. Amar mon ghure phire bar bar didir dike chole jeto. Ami dine 24 ghanta didi bishoye aar didi ke chudbar bayapare bhabhte thaktam. Ami jato khon bari te thaktam ami didir dike takiye thaktam, kintu amar moner bayapar ta didi kichu janto na. Jakhon didi nijer jama kapor charto ba maar songe kitchen kichu kaj korto ami chup chap didi ke dekhtam aar kakhono kakhono ami didir booker sundor gol gol aar khara khara mayee gulo dekhte petam, obishee blouser oopor theke. Didir songe choto flate thakate amar kakhono kakhono khuub labh hoto. Kakhono akhono amar hath didir gaye lege jeto. Ami sab samaye didir gol gol aar khara khara mayee aar pacha chonbar janno pagol hoye thaktam.
Amar khali someyte ami balcony te danriye rastar lok der dekhtam aar jakhon amar didi amar pashe danrato ami tar mayee dhire dhire choonbar janno chesta kortam. Amader barir balcony ta besh shoru chilo aar emon chilo je tar puro lambai ta amader galeer dike chilo aar tar shoru kona te danrale rasta dekha jeto. Balcony ta eto shoru chilo je dujon lok pasha pashi ga ghenshe danriye rasta dekhte peto. Ami jakhon balcony te danriye rasta dekhtam takhon amar hath duto booker oopor bendhe rakhe balconeer railinge bhor diye rasta dekhtam. Kakhono kakhono didi amar pashe eshe danrato. Ami ektu shore giye didi ke danrate ditam. Ami emon aste kore ghure danratam je didi ke amar songe gaye ga lagiye danrate hoto. Didir baro baro mayee duto amar booker eshe lagto. Amar hather angul gulo jegulo railinger oopore thakto didir mayee te chuunto. Ami amar angul gulo aste aste didir mayeer oopore bolatam aar didi ei bayapar ta janto na. Ami angul diye chuunye chuunye dekhtam je didir mayee duto kato narom aar molayam kintu tobuo didir mayee duto sab samaye khara hoye thakto. Kakhono kakhono ami amar hath diye didir pacah duto chuuntam. Jakhon didi amar pashe eshe danratao ami eorakom kore didir sexy sharir ta sate aste chuntam.
Ami jantam je amad didi amar bayapar kichu bojhe na. Ami jantam je didi eta bujhto na je tar choto bhai tar sharirer anache kanache ichche kore hath lagaye aar bhai take ekebare ulongo dekhte chai, take nengto kore chudte chai. Kintu ami bhool jantam. Ekdin didi amake dhore nilo. Seyee din kitchene giye kapor change korchilo. Hall aar kitcheners majhkaher parda ta ektu sore giye chillo. Didi amar dike pechon phire nijer kurta ta khule niyechilo aar amar chokher samne didir bra te Dhaka mayee gulo chilo. Rozkar moton ami T.V.dekhchilam aar chokh ghuriye didi ke dekhchilam. Hatat didi samner dike dewale lagano aina te dekhte pelo je ami tar dike haan kore dekhchee. Didi dekhlo je ami tar bar Dhaka mayee gulo dike takiye achee. Phere ainar modheye amar aar didi cholh mile gelo. Ami lajja peye amar chokh ta ghuriye abar T.V. dekhte laglam. Amar buk ta dhar phar korchilo. Ami bujhte pere giyechilam je didi jante pere geche je ami tar mayee dekhchilam. Ami bujhte parchilam na je eibar didi ki korbe? Didi ki amar katha maa aar baba ke bole debe? Naki didi amar opor rag korbe? Amar matha te ei sab prashno ghurte laglo. Ami abar theke didir dike takabar sahas korte parchilam na. Seye din aar tar por 2-3 din ami didir kach theke dure dure thaklam. Didir dike takalam na. Aei du teen dine kichu holo na. Ami khushi hoye gelam aar abar theke chupichpi didir dike takate laglam. Didi amake 2-3 bar hathenahte dhore nilo je ami tar dike chupichupi dekhchee kintu didi kichu bollo na. Ami bujhte parlam je didi bujhe geche je ami kee chai aar se amake kono kichu bolbe na. Didi amar songe ba anno karur songe ei bishoye kono katha bollo na. Eta amar kache khoob aschorjor bayapr chilo. Jak jato din didi kich na bole ami didi ke chupee chupee dekhte thaklam.
Ek din ami aar didi aager moto balcony te danriye rastar lok er dekh chilam. Didi amar hather songe sente danriye chilo aar amar hather angul gulo didir mayee te aste aste ghurchillo. Ami bhabhchilam je hoyto didi eta jane na je amar hather angul gulo didir mayee te aste aste ghora phera korche. Ami eta ei janno bujhchilam je amar angulo didir mayee te chala sattaeo didi amar songe sente danriye chilo. Kintu ami eta bujhe giyechilam je jakhon didi amake aage kono din toke nee ami aram kore didir mayee gulo chuunte pari aar didi amake kichu bolbe na. Amra balcony te gaye ga lagiye danriye chilam aar katha bolchilam. Amar amader colleger aar sports niye alochona korchilam. Amader balconyr samne ekta goli chilo bole amader balcony ta besh andokar chilo.
Katha bolte bolte didi hath diye amar angulo gulo ke dhore nijer mayee theke alda kore dilo. Didi nijer mayeer oopor amar anguler chalaphera bujhte pere giye chilo. Didi khanik khoner janno katha bola bando kore dilo aar tar sharer ta besh shakto hoye gelo. Kintu didi nijer jayga theke norlo na aar amar hather songe sente danriye royilo. Didi amake kichu bollo na aar amar sahash bere gelo. Tar por amai amar hather puro panja ta didir gol gol molayam aar khara khara mayee oopor rekhe dilam. Ami bhison bhoye pachhilam. Ke jani didi amake ki bolbe? Amar puro sharir ta bhoye aar uttejona te kampchilo. Kintu didi amake kichu bollo na. Didi khali ekbar amake dekhlo aar abar rasatr dike dekhte laglo. Ami bhoye te didir dike takate parchilam na aar amio rasatr dike takiye chilam aar amar hather panja diye didir mayee ta te dhire dhire hath bollachillam. Ami aage hather panja diye didir ekta naram mulayam mayee te hath bolachhillam. Tar por dhire dhire ami ekta mulayam aar khara mayee ta ke hather muto te niye jore tipte laglam. Didi mayee gulo besh baro baro chilo aar amar ekta hather panja te antchilo na. Ami aage didir mayee ta neech theke dhorchilam aar tar por hath ta aste aste oopore niye gachhillam. Kichukhon por didir kurta aar bra oopor theke mayee tipte tipte bujhte parlam je didir mayeer nipple ta sakhto hoye danriye geche tar mane didi amake diye mayee tepate tepate garam hoye geche. Didir kurta aar brar kapor gulo khoob molayam chilo aar tai ami dekhte pelam je didir mayeer nipple duto sakhto hoye ekta choto rubber moton danriye ache. Ohh Bhagaban! Amar mone hote laglo je ami sarge achee. Didir mayee tipte tipte amar sarger such hochhilo. Didir mayee gulo ke bhalo kore chonbar amar aai prothom abosar chilo ar ami bujhtei parlam je ami katokhon dhore didir mayee tip chee. Aar didio amake ek barer janno mana kore nee. Didi chupchap amar pashe danriye danriye nijer mayee amake diye tepachhilo. Didir mayee tipte tipte amar leura ta khara hote laglo. Ami khoob aram paachhillam aar ei bhebhe aro khoshee hocchhillam je amar theke 5 bachorer baro didi chupchap amar pashe danriye nijer choto bhai ke diye nijer mayee tepachhillo. Ami janjina je ami aro katokhon didir mayee tiptam tobe khanikkhon pore maar galar awaj pelam. Mar awaj peteee didi amar hath ta aste kore mayee theke hatiye diye maar kache chole gelo. Se rate ami ekdom ghumote parinee. Sara raat khali didir molayam lmalauam khara khara mayee er katha bhabhchillam.
Porer din ami rozkarer moton balcony te danriye rastar lok dekhchilam. Kichukhon pore didi balcony te eshe amar theke 2-3” duure danriye thaklo. Ami du teen minute obdi chupchap thaklam aar didir dike dekhte thaklam. Didi amar dike dekhlo. Ami halka bhabhe muchkee hanslam, kintu didi palte muchkee hanslo na aar rasatar dike takiye danriye royilo. Ami didi ke aste kore bollam, “didi aro kache esho na.” “Keno” didi amake jigesh korlo. “Ami chunte chai” ami parishakar bhabhe didi ke kichu bolte parchilam na. “Kee chunte chas? Parishakar kore bol” didi amake bollo. Takhon ami didi ke dhire kore bollam, “ami tomar doodh duto chunte chaee.” Didi amake abar bollo “kee chunte chas? Parishakar kore bol.” Takhon ami didir dike takiye muchki hense aste kore bollam, “ami tomar buker oopor gol gol khara khara molayam mayee duto chunte chaee ar se gulo chatkate chaee.” “Kintu ekhuni maa aste pare” didi takhon muchkee hense bollo. Ami talhon abar muchkee hense didi ke bollam, “maa ele amra aage theke jante parbo.” Amar katha sune didi kichu bollo na aar nijer jayegaye danriye thaklo. Takhon ami didi ke aste kore bollam, “please, didi aro kache esho.”
Talhon didi amar kache chole elo. Didi amar khoob kache danriye chilo, kintu tar mayee kalker moton amar hather kache chilo na. Ami bujhte parlam je didi amar ga ghenshe danratae lajja pachhe. Ekhon obdi didi amar kaar ga ghenshe danrato ajante. Kintu aaj jene bijhe amar ga ghense danrate didi lajja pachhe, kenona aaj didi jane je ga ghense danrale ami ki korbo. Jei didi amar kache eshe danralo ami taratari didi ke hathe kore dhore nijer kache aro tene nilam. Eibar didir mayee gulo kalker moton amar hathte chunchillo. Ami praye panch minute obdi chup kore thaklam aar tar por amar hath ta didir mayeer oopor niye gelam. Didir mayee chunte ami kalker moton sarager sukher anubhuti pelam. Ami prothome didir mayee duto aste aste hath bolalam atr por jore jore ami didir mayee duto tipte laglam. Kalker moton didi aajkeo patla kaporer kurta aar tar talaye bra porechilo. Patla kaporer oopor theke didir mayeer bota duto khara hoba ami besh bhalo kore bukhte parchilam. Ami eibare amar angul diye didir mayeer bota gulo tipte laglam. Ami jato bar didir mayeer bota gulo tip chilam tato bar didi ektu nore chore uthchillo aar didir mukh ta lajja te lal hoye jachillo. Khanik por didi amake phisphis kore bollo, “ohhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh! Aste aste tep, lagche.” Didir katha sune ami didi mayee duto aste aste tipte laglam.
Ami aar didi mayee tepa tipi korte korte altu phaltu katha bolchilam jate jadi keu dekhe to bujhbe je amar kono bishoye alochona korchee. Asole ami takhon didir mayee duto kakhono aste aste aar lalhono lalhono jore jore tip chilam aar chatkachillam. Khaink por maa bhtor theke didi ke deke nilo aar didi taratari bhetore chole gelo. Amar didi modheye emni 2-3 mayee tepatipi chollo. Ami roz sondheya bela didir mayee tiptam aar didi amar pashe danriye amar hath diye nijer mayee duto tepato. Kintu ekta problem chilo, emni kore mayee tepatipi te ami didir mhali ekta mayee tipte partam. Mane jakhon didi amar bayen danarato to ami didir dan diker mayee ta tiptam aar jakhon didi amar dan dike danrato to ami didir ban diker mayee ta tiptam. Asole ami kintu didir duto mayee amar duto hather muthote niye tipte aar chatkate cahichilam. Kintu balcony te danriye eta sambhov chilo na. Ami eta niye du teen din chinta korlam.
Ek din sondheye bela ami hall ghore bose TV dekhchilam. Maa aar didi kitchene raater khabar ranna korchilo. Khanik pore didi nijer kaj sesh kore hall te esho boshlo. Ami halle te bichanar oopor dewale helan diye paa choriye boshe chilam. Didi ranna ghor theke eshe amar kache bichanate boshe porlo. Didi khanikkohon TV dekhlo aar tar por paper niye nijer mukher oopor paper ta porte laglo. Kichukhon papaerer samne page ta porar por didi paperer pata palte bhetorer patar news gulo porte laglo. Didi bichanate paa mure bose chilo aar amar paa duto didir gaye chuunchilo. Ami amar paa duto aro ekto ehiye dilam aar tate amar paa eibar didi urute chuunye gelo. Maa kitchene ranna korchilo aar ami amar samne bosa didi ke dekhchilam. Aajke didi ekta kalo ronger T-shirt porechilo aar T-shirter kapor ta khoob patla chilo. T-shirter ooper theke ami didir bra ta dekhte paachillam. Ami didir sexy peeth aar kalo ronger T-shirt aar tar bhetore bra ta dekhte dekhte amar matha ghure gelo aar mar matha te ekta dushti budhhe khele gelo. Ami aste kore amar ekta hath didir peethe rakhlam aar T-shirter oopor theke didir peethe hath bolate laglam. Jei amar hath didir peethe laglo omni didir sharer ta ektu kempe uthlo. Didi takhon phisphis kore amake jigesh korlo, “Parho, tui eta kee korchis?” “Kichu naa, khali tomar peethe ami amar hath ta ghoschee” ami didi ke bollam. "Tui ki pagol hoye giyechis? Maa ekhuni amader dujon ke ranna ghor theke dekhe phelbe,” didi abar amake aste kore bollo. "Maa kemon kore dekhbe?” ami didir peethe hath bolate bolate aste kore bollam. "Tui kee bolte chas?” didi amake abar theke jigesh korlo. "Ami bolte chai je tomar samne paper ta khola ache aar jodi maa ranna ghor theke dekhe to khali paper ta dekhbe,” ami didi ke aste kore bollam. "Tui bhishon smart aar shaitan hochhis” didi amar dike takiye muchki hansi hense bollo.
Phir didi chup kore nijer samne paper ta bhalo kore choriye paper porte laglo. Amio chupchap nijer hath ta didir masreen peethe bolate laglam aar kakhono kakhono amar angul diye T-shirter oopor theke didir bra ta chuunte laglam. Kichukhon pore amai amar ekta hath didir dan diker bagol kache niye gelam aar bagoler char dhare hath bolate laglam. Ami bagoler kache du teen bar hath ghuriye amar hath ta aro ektu khani bariye amar hath ta didir dan diker mayeer oopore rakhlam. Jei amar hath ta didir mayee te gelo didi ekbar ektu kempe uthlo. Ami tar por aram kore didir dan diker mayee ta hather muthote bhore tipte laglam. Khanikhon dan diker mayee ta tpar por ami amar anno hath ta bariye didi anni diker mayee ta dhore tipte laglam. Emni koe ami amar du hath diye didir duto mayee eksonge tipte laglam. Didi amake kichu bollo na aar nijer samne paper ta tule paer ta porte thaklo. Amar sahas aro khanik ta bere gelo. Ami nijer jayga theke aro ektu egiye didir T-shirt ta peechon theke ektu ektu kore tule laglam. Didir T-shirt ta didir pachar talaye chepe chilo bole beshi oopore uthlo na. Ami ektu jor lagalam kintu kono labh holo na. Takhon ami didi ke aste kore bollam, “please didi, ektu dao na………” Didi amar katha bujgte pere ektu aager dike jhunke pacha ta tule nijer pachar tala theke T-shirt ta bar kore dilo. Ami abar theke didir peethe oopor neeche hath bolate laglam aar khanik pore amar ekta hath didir T-shirter bhetore dhukiye dilam. Offffff! Didir peeth ta koto molayam aar polished. Ami aste aste didir peeth theke didir T-shirt ta tule diye didir peeth ta nengto kore dilam. Eibar didir mayeer kichu kichu bhag ta didir braer ass pass theke dekhte pelam.
Ami eibar amar duto hath didir khola peethe aar braer oopore ghorate laglam. Jei ami didir bra ta chuunlam didi kapte laglo. Pher amar hath duto braer pas theke aste aste egiye egiye didir bagol obdi niye gelam. Tar por ami didir bra Dhaka duto mayee amar du hathe dhore jore jore chatkate laglam. Didir mayeer bota duto ei samay khoob bhalo kore khara khara chilo aar sehulo ke angul diye tipte khoob bhalo lag chilo. Ami takhon aram kore didir duto bar Dhaka mayee duto hather muthote niye tipte laglam aar kakhono kakhono bota duto angul duiye dhore tante laglam. Maa ekhono ranna ghore ranna korchilo. Amar maa ke parishkar bhave ranna gjore kaj korte dekhte pachhilam. Maa kakhono kakhono amader dike dekhe nichhilo aar maa khali didir paper pora dekhte pachhilo. Maa amader dekhe eta bujhte parchilo na je hall ghore ami aar didi bichanate bose mayee tepar sukh neechhilam aar didi nijer mayee amake diye tipiye tipiye mayeer sukh nichhillo. Ami didir mai tipte tipte ei bhebe khooshi hochhilam je barite maa thaka somaye kemon kore didi amake diye mayee tipye tipiye mayeer sukh niche.
Ami ei swrano abosar charte chai chilam na. Ami abar amar hath duto didir peethe niye elam aar didir peeth aar braer hooker oopor hath bolate laglam aar dhire kore didir braer hook ta khulte laglam. Didir barer hook ta khoob tight chilo aar tai hook ta taratari te khool chil na. Jato khone didi bujhte parto je ami tar braer hook ta khulchee ami didir braer hook ta khule dilam aar tar starp duto didir du bagole kache jhulte laglo. Didi amake mukh ghuriye kichu bolte jachhilo kintu tatokhone maa ranna ghor thke hall ghore eshe gelo. Ami taratari didir theke nijer hath ta tene didir T-shirt ta neeche kore dilam aar khola bra ta T-shirt diye dekhe dilam. Maa hallghore esje bichanar pass theke kichu jinish nicchilo aar didir songe katha bolchilo. Didio paper theke mukh na uthiye maar songe katha bolchilo. Maa amader karyo kalap kichu bujhte parlo naa aar abar ranna ghore chole gelo. Ma jakhon abar ranna ghore chole gelo to didi amake phisphis kore bolle, “Bablu amar braer hook ta abar theke lagiye de.” "kee? Ami ei tight braer hook ta lagate parbo na” ami didi ke bollam. "Keno, tui hook ta khulte parish aar lagate parish na? Didi ektu garam sure amake bollo. "Na se katha noye, tomar bra ta bhishon tight" ami didi ke abar bollam. Didi paper porte porte bollo, “ami kichu janina, tui amar braer hook ta khulechis tai tui amar braer hook ta lagabee” didi abar amake bokuni dite dite bollo. "Kintu didi, tomar braer hook ta tumio lagate paro?” ami didi ke aste kore jigesh korlam. "Pagol, ami hook ta lagate pari na. Hook lagate hole amake paper ta neeche korte hobe aar maa dekhte pabe je ami tor kache bose ei somaye braer hook lagachee. Tate maa bujhe jabe je amra etokhon kee korchilam. Bujhlee?” didi amake bollo.
Ami kichu bujhte parchilam na je kee korbo. Ami didir T-shirter bhetore niye giye braer starp duto dhore pechon dike tante laglam. Jakhon starp ektu pechone elo to ami hook ta lagabar cheste korlam. Kintu bra ta eto tight chilo je ami hook ta tene lagate parchilam na. Ami bar bar chesta korchilam kintu hook ta lagchilo na. Maa ranna ghore raater khabar praye praye baniye niye chilo ar maa kakhono hall ghore aste pare. Didi lhinlhon obdi chupchap bose royilo tarpor amake bollo, “hat boka chele, ei paper ta dhor amar samne. Amakiye braer hook ta lagate hobe.” Ami didir bagoler tala theke haat duto bariye paper ta didi mukher samne dhorlam aar didi hath duto pechone kore braer starp duto tene hook ta lagate laglo. Ami didir pechoone bose bose hook lagano dekhte laglam. Didir bra ta eto tight chilo didiro hook lagate osubide hocchillo. Khanik pore didi braer hook ta lagiye nilo. Jaiye didi barer hook ta lagiye hath ta samne anlo aar ami amar hath ta pechone korlam omni maa ranna ghor theke hall ghore eshe gelo. Maa bichanate didir pashe bose didir songe katha bolte laglo. Ami bichana theke uthe bathroomer dike chole gelam kenoa amar laura ta khoob garam hoye giyechilo aar ekhuni hath na marle ami khete boste partam na.
Barite Chodon Sukh (Bangla Golpo)-2 Porer din jakhon ami aar didi balcony te danriye chilam takhon didi amake jigesh korlo, “Bablu, kal raate amara aro ektu hole dhara pore jetam. Amar bhishon lajja korchilo.” “Haan ami jani aar kal raater por theke ami bhoshon lajjito. Tomar bra ta eto tight chilo je ami tomar braer hook ta lagate parchilam na” ami didi ke bollam. Didi takhon amake bollo, “hhan, amaro braer hook ta lagate hath pechone korte khoob obubide hochhillo aar bhishon lajja korchilo.” “Kintu didi tumi to roz tomar bra ta paro, takhon kemon kore hook lagao?” ami didi ke aste kore jigesh korlam. Didi bollo. “mane amra roz roz …………” pher didi chup kore gelo bodh hoye bujhe giyechilo je ami thatta kirchi tar por abar bollo, “tui eta pore bujhte parbee.”
Pher ami abar didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi tomake ekta katha jigesh korbo?” Didi phat kore bollo, “hhan, jigesh kor.” Ami didi ke jigesh korlam, "tumi samne hook deoa bra keno poro na?” Didi takhon muchki hansi henshe amake bollo, “eta ekanto private bayapar. Ei proshnor ami kono jawab debo na.” Ami takhon didi ke bollam, “didi, tumi jano je ami ekhon aar choto noyee tai tumi amake bolte paro.” Takhon didi amta amta kore bollo, “kenona……..kenona……kono bishesh byapar noe!! Haan, ekta karon hochhe je samne hook deoa braer khoob dam. Amai chat kore didir ekta hath dhore bollam, “eta kono byapar noye. Tumi paisar janno ghabrio na. Ami tomake jato paisa lage debo.” Amar katha sune didi muchki hansee hense bollo, “acchha, tor kache bujhi anek pisa ache? Chal amake ekhuni 100 ta taka de.” Ami takhuuni amar purse ta bar kore didir hathe ekta 100 takar note diye bollam, “nao, tomar katha moton ami tomake 100 ta taka dilam.” Didi 100 takar note ta phiriye diye bollo, “are na na, ami taka chai na. Ami to tor thatta korchilam.” Ami taka ta abar didir hathe diye bollam, “ami kintu thatta korchi na, ami kintu serious. Didi tumi na koro na aar ei taka ta amar kach theke niye nao.” Didi khanik bhebe amar hath theke 100 takar note ta niye bollo, “theek ache Bablu, ami toke dukkho dite chai na aar tai ami tor taka ta niye nichhee. Kintu mone rachis je ami ei prothom aar sesh bar tor theke taka nichhee.” Ami didi ke “thank you” bollam aar balcony theke Hall ghore jete laglam. Bhetore jabar somey anmi didir kane kane bollam, “didi khali kalo ronger braa kinbee. Amar kole romger bra ta beshi pachondi hoye.” Didi aktu hense bollo, “shaitaan!! Tor dekhchee je didir undergarmenter protee khoob ekta akorshon.” Amio hense didi ke bollam, “didi aro ekta katha mone rekho. Kalo ronger braer songe kalo ronger panty tao kine neo.” Didi amar katha sune khoob lajja peye gelo aar praye daure bhetore maar kache chole gelo.
Porer din bikele didi nijer kono bondhur songe phone te katha bolchilo. Ami shunte pelam je didi take niye market jete chai. Didir bondhu pore confirm korbe bole phone ta rekhe dilo. Khanik pore ami didi ke ekla peye didi ke bollam, “didi, amio tomar songe markete jete chai. Tumi ki amake tomar songe market niye jete paro?” Didi khanik khon bhabar por amake bollo, “kintu Parho, ami to amar bandhobeer songe katha bole niyechee aar se amar songe bikele markete jabe bole amader bari asche. Tar oopor ami ekhuno maa ke bolini ki ami marketinge jachhee.” Ami didi ke bollam, “theek acchhe, tumi giye maa ke bolo je tumi amar songe bazare jachcho. Dekhbe maa razi hoye jabe. Tarpor amar baiyere giye tomar bandhobee ke phone kore debo je marketing programme ta cancel hoye geche tar aar asar darker neyee. Theek ache na?” Didi aste kore hense bollo, “haan, eta theek ache. Ami giye maar songe katha bolchee,” aar didi maar songe katha bolte chole gelo. Maa jeyee sinlo je didi amar songe market jacchhee, maa razi hoye gelo.
Sei din bikele ami aar didi eksonge kaporer bajar gelam. Market jabar somay buse te khoob bhir chilo aar ami theek didir pechone danriye chilam tarjanno didir pacha amar janghe te ghasa kha chhilo. Market teo khoob bhir chhillo. Ami sab somey didir pechone cholchilam jate kono lok didi ke dhakka na marte pare. Amra jakhono kono footpather dokane danriye kono jinish dekhchilam takhon didi amar gayer songe lete danra chilo aar tar janno didir mayrr aar uru duto amar gayer songe chunchhillo. Jakhon didi kono dokane danriye kono kapor dekhchilo to ami didir pechone ga ghenshe danriye amar khara laura ta didir pacha te chonachhillam aar kakhono kakhono didir pacha te hath buliye dichhillam. Amar ei rakon korchilam aar bahana chilo bajarer bhir. Ami bhabhchilam je amar seduction ta didi kichu bujhte parchena aar bhabhche bajarer bhirer janno ami ei rakon korchee.
Ami ekta jeaner dokan theke ekta jeaner pant aar duto T-shirt kinlam aar didi ekya gulabi ronger salwar suit, garomer janno ekta skirt aar top aar duto T-shirt kinlo. Amra markete aro khanik khon ghurlam. Eibar praye sondheye 7.30 beje giyechilo. Didi amake sab thole gule dhoriye diye dilo aar amake bollo, “tui ektu aage giye amar janno rukhe thak, ami ekhuni aschee” aar didi ekta footpather dokaner dike chole gelo. Ami dokan ta bhalo kore dekhlam je ota meyeder undergarmenter dokan. Ami muchki hansi henshe aage chole gelam. Ami dekhlam je didir mukhta lajja te lal hoye giyeche aar se amar dike takiye takiye dokandarer songe katha bolche. Khaink khon pore didi dokan theke phire elo aar amar hathe ekta bag dhoriye dilo. Ami didi ke dekhe ekbar muchki hanshlam aar kichu bolte jachhillam ki didi amake bollo, “tui ekhon kichu bolish na aar chuchap amar cholte thak.” Amra chupchap cholte laglam. Ami ekhuni bari jete chaichilam na aar ami didir songe ekla aro khakhon somaye kata te chaichilam. Ami didi ke bollam, “didi chalo amara giye leker dhare bosi aar bhelpuri khayee.” "Na, deri hoye jabe” didi amake bollo. Kintu ami didi ke abar bollam, “are chalo na didi, ekhuno khali sondheye 7.30 bejeche. Aar amra khanikkhon leker dhare bose bhelpuri kheye bari chole jabo. Tachara maa jane tumi amar songe bajare eshecho, tai maa chinta korbe na.”
Didi khanik bhebe bollo, “theek achche, chal leker dhare giye bosi.” Didi amar katha te razi hoya te ami koob khushi hoye gelam aar amra dujone leke dike hente jete laglam. Market theke leke jete praye dash minute lage. Amra aage giye ekta bhelpuri walar kach theke bhelpuri nilam aar ekta joler botol kine nilam tar por giye leker dhare boslam. Amra leker dhare pasa pasi paa choriye bose chilam. Amader chardhare besh kichu jhop moton gach chilo. Leker dhare besh thanda thanda hawa cholchilo. Ek kothaye somaye ta khoob romantic chilo.
Ami aar didi bhelpuri khachhillam aar katha bolchilam. Didi amar ga ghense bose chilo aar ami kakhono kakhono didir mukher dike dekhchilam. Didi aaj ke ekta kalo ronger skirt aar ekta grey ronger dhile top pore chilo. Ek bar jakhon didi bhelpuri khachhillo takhon khoob jore hawa dilo aar didir skirt ta uthe giye didir uru duto khule porlo. Didi nijer khola uru duto dhakar janno kono tara lagalo na. Didi aage roye shoye bhelpuri ta khelo aar hath ta tomale muchlo tarpor skirt ta neeche kore seta ke payer modheye phansiye nilo. Amra jekhane bose chilam sekhane besh andokar chilo, tobuo chander alo te ami didir kala gacher moton lamba aar besh bhara bhara uru duto bhalo kore dekhte pelam. Didir khola aar chander alote chomke thaka uru duto dekhe ami besh garam hoye gelam. Jakhon didir bhelpuri sesh hoye gelo to ami didi ke bollam, “chalo didi, amra giye oii baro jhoper pechone bosi.” “Keno” didi amake jigesh korlo. Takhon ami didi ke bollam, “jhoper pechone amra aram kore boste parbo.” Takhon didi boolo, “keno, ekhane ki amra aram kore bose neyee?” “Haan amra arame bose achchee, tobe jhoper arale amader keu dekhte parbe na” ami didir chokhe chokh rekhe aste kore bollam. Takhon didi akta mishtee hansee hense amake bollo, “Bablu, tui anno loker chokher arale giye amar songe leno boste chas?” Takhon ami didir ekta hath dhore didi ke bollam, “didi tumi jano je ami keno tomar songe anno loker chokher arale giye boste chai.” Takhon muchki hansi hense bollo, “theek achche, kintu khoob alpo someyer janno. Amader emnite deri hoye geche aar amader bari phirte hobe” aar didi uthe baro jhop gacher pechoner dike hante laglo.
Amio taratari uthe sab bag gulo uthiye didir pechone pechone hanta shuru koe dilam. Baro jhop tar pase aro ekta jhop gach chilo aar tate tar majh khane besh khanik ta jayega khai chilo. Ami okhane giye dekhlam je ekhane bosle keu amader dekhte parbe na. Ami giye sei jaygaye aage bag gulo rakhlam aar tar por bose porlam. Didio eshe amar pase boshe porlo. Didi amar kach theke praye ek feet dure boshlo. Ami didi ke amar aro kache boste bollam. Didi ektu sore eshe amar kache eshe boshlo aar eibar amader kandh gulo chuunte laglo. Ami didir gala joriye didi ke aro amar kache tene nilam. Ami khanik khon chup chap boshe thaklam aar didir kaner kache mukh niye giye didi ke bollam, “didi, tumi bhishon sundor hochho.” “Achha, Bablu eta ki theek katha?” didi amar chokhe chokh rekhe jigesh korlo. Ami didir kane amar thonta lagiye didi ke bollam, “didi ami thatta korchi na. Ami tomar janno pagol hoye achchee.” Didi make dhire kore bollo, “Oh! Bablu………” Ami abar didi ke aste kore jigesh korlam, “didi, ami ki tomake chumu khete pari?”
Didi amake kichu bollo na aar nijer matha ta amar kandhe rekhe nijer chokh duto bando kore nilo. Ami didir mukhta amar hath niye amar dike korlam to didi ekbar chok ta khule amar dike takalo aar abar chokh duto bando kore nilo. Ami etokhon didi ke joriye boshe boshe besh garam hoye giyechilam aar ami amar thont didir thonter oopor rekhe dilam. Oh! Bhagawan, didir thont duto khoob rasalo aar garam chilo. Jeye amar thont didir thonte chuunlo didir gala theke ekta asposhto awaj berulo. Ami didi ke khanik khon dhore chumu khete laglam. Chumu khete khete ami aro garom hoye gelam aar bujhte parlam je didio besh garom hoye geche. Didi amar dan dike boshe chilo aar ami amar ekta hath diye didir baan diker mayee ta dhore tipte laglam. Ami ekhane khoob aram kore didir mayee tipchilam karon ekhane maa kono bhoye chilo na. Ami khanikkhon didir mayee didir kaporer oopor theke tiplam tarpor amar ekta hath didir topser bhetore niye gelam aar didir braer oopr theke mayee tipte laglam. Toper bhetor hath dhukiye mayee tipte amar ektu asubidhe hochhillo tai ami tper bhetor theke hath bar kore didi top ta komorer kach theke aste aste oopore othate laglam. Topta book obdi tule ami abar theke didir duto mayee amar du hather muthote niye tipte laglam.
Didi amake rukh chilo aar ami kichu na sune didir mayee duto jore jore braer oopor theke tipte thaklam. Didir mukh theke khali asposhto awaj beruchillo. Ami amar hath ta didir peethe niye gelam aar braer hook ta khulte laglam. Jeye ami braer hook ta khule delam to bra ta mayee theke jhule porlo. Didi ekhono amake kichu bolchilo na. Ami hath duto abar aage niye eshe bra ta didir mayeer oopor theke sariye diye mayee duto nengto kore dilam. Eibar ami prthom bar didir khola mayee te hath lagalam. Jeye ami didir khola mayee te hath lagalam to didi ekbar kempe uthlo aar amar hath duto nijer mayyer oopor chepe dhorlo. Ami eto khone khoob garam hoye giyechilam aar amar laura ta khara hoye giyechillo. Ami eto garam khe giyechilam je amar matha kaj korchilo na aar ami bhabchillam je didir samne bose bose amar laura ta pant theke bar kore laura ta kheenche dee. Kintu ami ekhon ekhane laura kheenchte marte pari na. Ami tai didi khola mayee duto mutho kore dhore jore jore tipte laglam aar kachlate laglam. Kakhono kakhono ami nipple gulo amar ungule modhhe niye nipple gulo chatkachillam. Nipple gule etokhon tepa tipi te sakhto hoye danriye chilo. Nipple tepa te didi chatphat kore uthchilo. Ami aro khanikhon didir khola mayee duto chatkanor por mukhta neeche didir ekta mayeer bonta ta nijer mukhe bhore nilma aar nipple ta chuste laglam. Didi ekhono chokh bando kore amar hath diye nijer mayee tepachhillo.
Jakhon amar mukhta didi mayeer bonta giye laglo to didi ekbar amar dike chokh khule takalo aar dekhlo je ami tar nipple mukhe niye chuschee. Ei dekhe didi aro garom khe gelo. Eibar didi jore jore saans nite laglo aar tar puro sharir ta norte laglo. Didi amar duto hath jor kore dhore nilo. Ami takhon didir duto mayee eker por ekta chuste thaklam. Eibar didir shrir ta aro jore jore norte laglo aar gala diye nana rakomer awaj bar korte laglo. Pher didi hatat amake jor kore ankre dhorlo aar khanik por ekebare sjanto hoye gelo. Amar mukh ta to neecher dike chilo mayee chosar janno ami takhon ekta anno rakomer sundor gandho amar nake pelam. Ami bujhte parlam je didi guudr jal khosiyeche. Ami bhabte laglam, Oh my god! Oh my god! Ami didir mayee futo tipe chotke aar chuse chuse guuder jal khasalam? Ami amar hath ta mayee theke uthiye didir hath duto dhore alto kore tipe dilam aar tate chumu khelam. Pher amai amar hath ta didir peter oopor rekhe dhire dhire bolate laglam aar dhire dhir skirter elastic bander oopor niye gelam.
Didi amar hath ta dhore bollo, “na, hath ta aar neeche niye jas na.” “Keno” ami didi ke jigesh korlam. Didi takhon amar hath duto dhore bollo, “na, neeche hath dish na, Neeche ekhon khoob nongra hoye ache.” Ami jhat kore didir gale ekta chumu kheye didir kane kane bollam, “nongra? Nongra keno achche, tomar guuder jal khosheche kee?” Takhon didi mukhta neeche kore aste kore amake bollo, “haan, amar guuder jal khoshe geche.” Ami abar didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi, amar janno tomar guuder jal khoshlo?” “Oh Bablu, haan tor janno amar guuder jal khosheche. Tui amar mayee gulo neye eto khelle je ami aar nijeke dhore rakhte parlam na” didi amar chokhe chokh rekhe amake bollo. Mai tab muskura kar didi se pucha, “didi tumhe achha laga?” Didi mujhe pakar kar chumte hue boli, “haan, tor mayee tepa, mayeer bonta tana aar mayee chosha khoob bhalo legeche aar tar theke beshi bhalo legeche amar guuder jal khashano.” Aaj didi amake prothom bar chumu khelo. Didi nijer kapor chopor theek kore uthe danriye porlo aar amake bollo, “chal Bablu, aajker janno eto sab kara anek hoye geche. ke liye itna sab kafi hai aur humlogon ko ghar bhi lautna hai.”
Ami didi ke abar joriye dhore chumu khelam aar tar por ami aar didi leker theke rasar dike hante laglam. Ami bazarer sab bag gulo uthiye niye chilam aar didir pechone pechone hante laglam. Khanik ta chalar por didi amake bollo, “Bablu, amar cholte bhishon osubide hochche.” Ami didi ke jigesh korlam, “keno kee holo?” Didi amar chokhe chokh rekhe bollo, “neeche khoob kharab bhabe bhije geche aar amar panty ta ekebare rase jab jab korche tar janno amar cholte bhishon ocsubide hochche.” Ami takhon hense didi ke bollam, “sory didi, amar janno tomar ei osubida hochche.” Didi takhon amar hat ta dhore bolle, “seta kono katha noye. Ei bhool ta khali tor aklar noye. Ei bhoolete amio saman bhabe responsible.” Amra abar chupchap cholte lahlam aarami bhabhchillam je kemon kore didir osubide ta hata te pari. Amar matha te hatat ekta katha elo. Ami khat kore didi ke bollam, “didi, ek kaj kara jak. Oi okhane ekta public toilet ache. Tumi okhane giye nijer bheeje panty ta palte nao. Tumi ekhuni tomar guuder rase jab jabe panty ta khule je natun panty kinecho seta pore esho. Ami eikhane danriye tomar apekhha korchee.” Didi amar dike takiye amake bollo, “Bablu, tor mathar idea ta khoob bhalo. Ami ekhuni giye amar bheeje panty ta palte aschee.” Amra hantte hantte public toileter kache paunchulam aar didi amar kach theke bra aar pant bag ta niye toilete chole gelo. Jakhon didi toilet dike jete laglo ami dhire kore didi ke bollam, “didi tumi jakhon nijer ras jab jabe panty ta change korbe takhon nijer bra tao change kore niyo, tate jana jabe je bra tar size theek theek kina.” Didi amar katha sune hense dilo aar bollo, “tui bhishon shaitan aar smart hochhis” aar didi lajja peye toilete chole gelo.
Praye 15 minuter por didi toilet theke phire elo aar amra bus stpoer dike cholte laglam. Amra bus taratari peye gelam aar bus ta praye khali chilo. Ami buser ticket niye didi songe pechone giye bose porlam. Seate boshar por ami didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi tumi bra tao change korecho ki na?” Didi amar dike takiye henshe dilo. Ami abar didi ke jigesh korlam, “Maine phir didi se pucha, “bolo na didi tumi bra tao change korecho ki na?” Takhon didi dhire kore bollo, “haan Bablu, ami amar bra tao change kore niyechee.” Ami abar didi ke bollam, “didi ami ki tomake ekta request korte pari?” “kee” didi amake jigesh korlo. “Ami tomake notun bra aar panty te dekhte chai” ami didi ke bollam. Didi songe songe amake jigesh korlo, “kee, ekhane, tui amake ekhane bra aar panty pore dekhte chash?” Ami didi ke bujhiye bollam, “na, na ekhane noye. Ami barite tomake bra aar panty te dekhte chaee.” Didi amake abar jigesh korlo, “bari te, barite kemon kore toke bra aar panty pore dekhabo?” “Eta kono boro katha noye. Maa ekhon barite ranna korche aar tumi kitchene giye nijer kapor change korbe. Jerakom tumi roz change koro. Kintu jakhon tumi kapor change korbe, kitcheners parda ta ektu khule rekho. Ami hall ghore boshe tomake bra aar panty te dekhe nebo.” Didi amar katha sune bollo, “jani na Bablu, tobuo ami chesta korbo.” Pher amra chupchap barite paunche gelam.
Amra barite paunche dekhlam je maa kitchene ranna korche. Amra aage 5 minute obdi ektu rest korlam pher didi nijer maxi niye kitchene kapor change korte chole gelo aar ami hall ghore boshe thaklam. Kitchene giye parda ta tanlo aar parda tanar somey ektu phank chere dilo aar amar dike muchki hanshi henshe amake chokh marlo. Ami chupchap amar jayga theke uthe parda kache danriye porlam. Didi amar theke matro 5 feet doore danriye chilo aar maa amar dike peeth kore danriye ranna korchilo. Maa didi ke kono katha bolchilo. Didi aage amake dekhlo aar tar por maar dike takiye maar songe katha bolte laglo. Tar por didi nijer paroner top ta kandh kheke nabiye du hathe dhore seta matha diye galiye khule phello. Top ta kholar songe songe ami dekhte pelam je didi aajker kena notun bra ta pore ache. Didi ke notun bra pore khoob bhalo dekhachhillo. Top kholar por didi hath diye skirter elastic ta dhile kore diye sjirt ta paa goliye khule phello. Eibar didi amar samne khali bra aar panty pore danriye chilo. Didi ke khali bra aar panty pore bhishon sexy lagchilo. Aajke didi ekta lace lagano sexy bra aar tar songe matching panty kine chilo. Didi ke bra aar panty te dekhe amar to puro paisa oosul hoye gelo. Didir bra te eto beshi net lagano chilo je rannaghorer light te ami didir mayeer halka badami ronger aureola ta pshto bhave dekhte pachhillam. Didi panty ta eto tight chilo aar tate eto net lagano chilo je ami didir guuder phuto ta ashpashto bhabe dekhte pachhilaam aar tar songe songe guuder duto thont gulo dekhte pachhilaam. Ami jante parlam na ami kato khon dhore didi ke bra aar panty pora obosthate haan kore dekhlam. Didi ke dekhte dekhte aamr bara ta panter bhetor lafalafi korte laglo aar tar chenda theke harhare jal berote laglo. Amar duta paa kampte shuru kore dilo.
Jatokhon didi kapor change korchilo didi amar dike ekbaro takalo na. Bodh hoye didi nijer choto bhaier samne khali bra aar panty pore thakte lajja lag chilo. Ekbar didi amar dike takalo ar ami songe songe didi ke ishara kore bollam je ekbar pechon phire danrao. Didi dhire dhire pechone phire danralo kintu mukhta maar dike rakhlo. Ami didi panty pora obostha te pechon theke dekhte laglam. Panty ta bhison tight chilo aar seta didir pacha te besh bhalo bhave ente boshe chilo. Ami didir panty Dhaka pond ta dekhchilam aar mone mone bhabhchilam je jodi ami didi ke puro puri nengto dekhi to ami panter bhetore te laura theke pheda chere debo. Khaik pore didi abar amar dike ghure danralo aar maxi ta porte jabar aage amar dike takiye ishra te boolo je ami jeno okhan theke chole jayee. Ami didi ke ishara kore bollam je bra ta khule amake nengto mayee gilo dekhate. Didi amar dike takiye muchki henshe maxi ta pore nilo. Ami tobuo ishara korte laglam kintu didi amar katha sunlo na. Ami bujhte parlam je didi aar kichu dekhabe na aar ami pardar kach theke shore elam aar bichanate boshe porlam. Didio nijer kapor gulo niye hall ghore chole elo. Nijer kapor gulo almari te rekhe didi bathroome chole gelo.
Ami didi ke khali bra aar panty pore dekhe khoob garom kheye giyechilam. Amar laura ta pheda bar korar janno lafalafi korchilo ar tar janno amake bathroom jabar chilo. Amar mathate aajker bikel theke ekhon obdi san ghatana gulo ghurchilo. Ami taratari bichana theke uthe aajker marketinger bag theke didir ras jab jabe panty ta bar kore amar panter pockete dhukiye nilam aar taratari bathroome giye darza ta bando dilam. Tar por amar pant ta khule didir panty ta bhalo dekhte laglam. Dekhlam je jekhane guuder phuto ta chilo sekhane khanik sada sada garho charchate ras lege ache. Pamtyta naker kache niye didir guuder raser gandho ta shunkte laglam. Edike ami ek hath diye amar khara laura tar hath bolachhillam. Didir guud theke berono raser gondhe ami pagol hoye jachhillam. Ami panty tar guuder phutor jaigaye jeev diye chat lam. Guuder raser taste satee khoob bhalo aar tate mon matano ekta sondha sondha gandho. Ami panty ta chat chilam aar bhabhchilam je ami didi guud ta chat chee. Ami ei bhabhte bhabhte amar bara theke mal phele dilam. Ami bara ta noriye noriye mal gulo phele dilam aar tar por pechhab kore bara ta dhue pant porlam aar bathroome theke beriye elam. Bathroom theke berubar somay ami didir panty ta abar amar pockete rekhe nilam.
Khanik pore jakhon didir nijer bhije panty tar katha mone porlo to giye bage te khunjte laglo. Kintu didi bagete panty ta pelon na. Amake ekla peye didi amake bollo, “Bablu, ami bagete amar bhije panty ta pachhina. Otake amat kachte hobe.” Ami didi ke kichu bollam na aar muchki muchki hanste laglam. Didi amake bollo, “Bablu tui hans chis keno? Ete hansbar kon katha holo?” Takhon ami didi ke jigesh korlam “didi tomar chara panty diye tumi ki korbe? Tumi to tar badole notun panty peye gecho.” Takhon didi kichu bujhe amake bollo, “Bablu, panty ta tui niyechiiis kee?” Ami didi ke bollam, “hhan tomar ras jab jabe panty ta ami niye niyechee.” “Kintu keno?” “Otake ami amar kache rakhbo bole tomar gift hisebe.” Takhon didi bollo, “Bablu, ota nongra hoye ache.” Ami didi ke bollam, “didi panty ta parishkar kore niyechee.” "Kakhon? Kemon kore?” didi amake jigesh korlo. Ami didi ke bollam, “ota ami tomake pore bolbo.” Eibar maa ranna ghore theke hall ghore eshe gelo aar amar aar didir katha bado hoye gelo.
Barite Chodon Sukh (Bangla Golpo)-3 Porer robibare sakal bela ami didi ke jigesh korlam ki se amar songe morning show te cinema dekhte jabe kina? Didi hense jigesh korlo, “kon cinema?” Amio hense didi ke bollam, “je cinema tumi dekhte chao, sei cinema jabo.” Didi amake bollo, “ami ki jani je ki ki cinema cholche, aar kon cinema amake dekhate chash?” Ami didi ke bollam, “chalo amra New Empire te jayee. Sekhane cinema ta besh kichu din theke cholche aar sekhane bhir hobe na.” Didi bollo, theek ache chal tahole” didi amar chokhe cholh ekhe bollo. Asole amar to didi songe cinema ta dekhbar khali ekta bahana chilo, amar matha te aro kichu ghurchilo. Cinemar pore ami didi ke niye aro kothau jabar chilo. Gato kaik diner modheye ami koekbar didir mayee tipechee, chushechee. Eibar amar aro beshi kichu chayee, tai ami didi ke cinemar pore aro kotahu niye jete chai chilam. Cinemate ami didi ke bhalo kore chunte parbo aar tar por didi razi hole didi ke anno kothau jabo. Jakhon amar songe cinema jete razi hoye gelo to ami didi ke aste kore bollam, “didi aajke tumi sei diner skirt aar top pore cholo kintu.” Didi ektu muchki hense skirt pore jete razi hoye gelo. Ektu ektu thanda porchilo tai ami aar didi lacket pore nilam.
Ami jantam je cinema te beshi bhir hobe na, kenona cinema ta anek din theke cholchilo. Amra halle paunche ticket niye haller bhetore dhuklam. Jakhon bhetore dhuklam takhon kono cinemar trailor dekhchilo tai hall ta andhokar chilo. Halle giye khanik por chok ta anodhokare adjust hobar por dekhlam je matro gota koyekta lok hall boshe ache. Ami aar didi giye ekta kona dekhe boshe porlam. Amra jekhane boshe chilam tar ashe pashe kono lok chilo na. Ami aar didi seate boshe cinema dekhte laglam. Ami cinema dekhchilam aar amar matha te ghurchilo je aaj ami didi duto mayee amar hathe niye khoob kore tipbo, chatlabo, chusbo aar jodi dadi kichu na bole to didir skirter bhetore hath dhokabo. Ami praye 15 minute obdi chupchap cinema dekhlam tar por samner seate paa choriye boshlam. Renu didi amar dan dike boshe chilo. Ami aste koreamar ekta hath bariye didir janghe oopo rekhe dilam. Tar por ami aste aste skirter oopoer theke didir janghe amar hath bolate laglam. Didi kichu bollona. Didi chupchap boshe cinema dekhchilo aar ami didi uru duto te hath bolachhillam. Eibar ami amar paa diye didir skirt ta aste aste oopore tulte laglam jate ki ami skirter bhetor hath dite pari.
Didi amake rukhlo na baroncho amar kaner kache mukhta niye eshe phisphis kore amake bollo, “Bablu, keu dekhte pabe na to? Dekh sune kor.” Ami didi ke dhire kore bollam, “koeu dekhte pabe na.” Didi abar amake bollo, “Bablu screener light ta khoob joralo, ei lighte te je keu amader dekhte parbe.” Ami takhon didi ke bollam, “didi gayer jacket ta khule koler oopor rekhe nao.” Didi khanik pore gayer jacket ta khule koler oopor rekhe nilo. Jcaket ta kole rakhate didir kol aar amar hath jacketer talaye lukiye gelo. Ami takhon amar hath ta aro agiye didi skirter bhetore kore didir paa aar jangh gulo te hath bolate laglam. Didi abar phusphue kore bollo, “keu dekhte pabe na to?” Ami didi ke bujhiye bollam, “didi amder keu dekhte pabe na. Tumi chup kore boshe thako.” Ami hath ta aro egiye niye didir uru dutor bhetor portione hath bolate laglam aar dhire dhire hath ta panty kache egote laglam. Amar hath eto ghure gelo tobuo didir panty obdi paunchulo na. Ami didir kane kane bollam, “didi ektu neeche hoye bosho.” “keno” didi amake jigesh korlo. “Amar hath tomar okhane pauchoche na” ami aste kore didi ke bollam. Didi amake dhire kore jigesh korlo, “tuj tor hath ta kothaye paunchute chas?” Ami takhon lajja peye bollam, “didi, tumi na…..bujhte parcho na?”
Didi amar katha bujhte pere neecher dike nebe boslo. Amar hath ta shuru theke didir skirter bhetore rakha chilo aar didi neeche hoteye amar hatha ta didir panty te giye laglo. Pher ami hath ta niye giye didir guuder oopore rakhlam aar khap kore didir guud ta dhore nilam. Didir guude hath deoa amar ei prothom. Didir guud ta besh garom chilo. Ami amar ekta angul diye didir guuder chendar oopre aste aste ghoste laglam. Khanik por amar kane phisphis kore bollo, “Bablu, rukhe ja, noyeto amar panty abar puro puri bhije jabe.” Kintu ami didir katha kane nilam na aar didi guuder phutor oopor amar angul cholate thaklam. Didi pher bollo, “Bablu, please, aar korish na, noyto amar panty aar skirt duto abar thke nongra hoye jabe.” Ami bujhte parlam je didi khoob garam kheye geche. Kintu ami etao chaichilam na jakhon amra cinema hall theke berubo takhon didir panty aar skirt ta bhige thakuk. Tai ami khinker janno rukhe gelam. Ami guuder oopor theke hath soriye didir uru duto te hath bolate laglam. Khanik por interval hoye gelo. Interval hoteyee ami aar didi sore boshlam. Ami uthe giye popcorn aar Pepsi niye elam. Tar por ami didi ke dhire kore bollam, “didi tumi toilete giye nijer panty ta khule esho.” Didi amake chokh gol gol kore jigesh korlo, “keno, ami amar panty ta keno khule phelee?” Ami takhon henshe didi ke bollam, “panty ta khule nile panty ta bhijbe na.” Didi phat kore jigesh korlo, “aar skirt tar kee korbo? Ami ki otakeo khule ashbo?” “Are ota kono byapar noye. Jakhon tumi toilet theke phire eshe boshbe, takhon boshar aage sjirt ta uthiye boshbe” ami didi ke bujhiye bollam aar chokh marlam. Didi muchkee hense bollo, “Bablu, tui bhishon shaitan aar tor kache sab someye sab kathar uttor ache.”
Ami jerokom bolechilam, didi uthe toilet gelo aar khanikpore phire elo. Ami jakhon didir dike takiye muchkee hanslam to didi lajja te matha neeche kore nilo. Amra abar hall giye boslam. Jakhon didi boste gelo to nijer skirt ta oopore uthiye nilo, kintu puro puri othalo na. Amader jacket gulo amader kole chilo aar mara popcorn aar Pepsi khete laglam. Khanik pore amader popcorn aar Pepsi sesh hoye gelo. Amra abar theke paa duto neeche kore aar choriye boshlam. Khanik pore ami amar hath ta bariye didir kole jacketer tala diye didir janghe rakhlam. Jei amar hath didir janghe chunlo to didi apna apni nijer uru duto aro chotiye khule dilo. Tar por didi nijerpacha ta ektu unchu kore pachar tala theke skirt ta aro oopore tule nilo. Eibar didi cinema haller seate nengto pobde bose chilo. Nangto ponde rexiner seate boste giye ekbar didir thanda laglo tobuo didi aram kore seate neeche boshlo. Ami abar theke amar hath ta didir skirter bhetor theke jangher oopore rakhlam. Eibar am soja suji didir guuder oopor amar hath ta niye gelam. Jei amar hath ta didir nengto guude giye chunlo to didi ekbar chomke uthe jhunke gelo aar abar chup hoye boshe cinema dekhte laglo. Ami aram kore didir nengto guuder oopor hath bolate laglam. Guuder oopor hath bolate bolate ami guuder oopor dike kichu chool che bujhte parlam.
Ami didir nengto guud aar tar ooporer bal niye khela korte laglam. Ami kahkhono kakhono didir khola guud ta ke jor kore amar muthote bhotchilam, kakhono kakhono guuder oopor hath ta ragra chilam aar kakhono kakhono didir guuer konta te angul diye rogre dichhilam. Ami jakhon didir kont ta ke angul diye ghoschilam to didir puro sharir ta kempe kempe uthchilo. Ami tar por aste amar ekta angul didir guuder phuto te dhukiye dilam. Oh Bhagawan!! Didir guud ta bhetor theke khoob garom aar molayam chilo. Guudar bhetore khoos ras bhora chilo. Ami aste kore amar angul ta guuder bhetore aar baire korta laglam. Khanik pore ami amar anno angul ta didi guude pure dilam aar se angul tao aram se didir guude dhuke gelo. Ami duto angule didir guud ta chudte laglam. Khanik ore didir puro sharir ta shakto hoye gelo aar kichukhon pore didi ekdom nistez hoye gelo. Tar por didir guud theke besh khanik ta ras berote laglo. Guuder rase amar puro hath ta bhije gelo. Ami khanik someye rukhe didir guude abar theke duto angul dhukiye aste aste bhetor baire korte laglam. Khaink khon por didi abar theke guuder jal khasalo. Tar por amar laglo je eibar picture sesh hoye esheche to ami amar hath ta didir guud thkkehotiye nilam. Jeyee cinema ta sesh holo ami aar didi uthe bayre berulam. Baire ashar por ami didi ke bollam, “didi, porer show te je oi seate bosbe tar pant ba sari ta puro puri bhije jabe.” Didi amar katha sune khoob lajja pelo aar matha ta neeche kore nilo. Didi abar theke toilete chole gelo, ami bujhte parlam je hoito didi toilete giye nijer guud ba guuder bal gulo dhuye aar panty ta porte geche.
Cinema hall theke beriye ghori dekhlam je mote aryaeete bejeche. Ami didi ke bollam, “didi ekhon mote ariyte bejeche aar maa ekhon bhat kheye ghum dichhe, tumi ki ekhuni bari jete chao? Amar to tomar songe kono private jaygaye jete ichche korche. Tumi ki amar songe kono private jagaye cholbe?” Didi amar chokhe chokh rekhe bollo, “ei private jaygaye jawar ki mane? Arr ami ekhon bari jete chaee.” Ami didi ke bollam, “private mane, kono hotele jaowa. Tumi amar songe kono hotele jabe?” Didi bollo, “hotel? Khali hotel na aro kichu?” Ami didi ke bollam, “haan, khali hotel aar kichu noye.” Didi bollo, “Bablu, hotel mane tui hoteler roome amake niye jete chas?” “Haan ami tomar songe hoteler roome jete chai” ami didi ke bollam. Didi amake pher jigesh korlo, “kintu hoteler roome tui amake keno niye jete chas? Ami didir katha te bujhte parlam je didi amar songe hoteler roome jete chai na.
Takhon ami didir chokhe chokh rekhe bollam, “didi, ekhon obdi ami tomar mayee duto chunchee, tipechee, cahtkechee aar chusechee. Pher aajke ami tomar guud chunchee aar tate angul dhukiye chee. Tumi amake kono badha daonee. Jakhon jakhon ami ei sab korechee takhon amader bhoye chilo je keu amader dekhe na neye. Amra kono din ei sab privacy te korini. Tai ami chaee je amra hotelere ghore jai tate amader puro puri privacy pabo.” Ami eto ta bole chup kore gelam aar didir dike dekhte laglam je didi kichu boluk. Didi kichu bollo na dekhe ami abar didi ke bollam, “eibar tumi ki chao?” Didi takhon amake bollo, “tar mane tui amake hoteler ghore niye giye amake bhalo kore chunte chas. Amar mayee duto chuste parish aar amar payer modheye hath dhukiye maza nite chas.” “Didi tumi ekdom theek bolcho. Ami jakhone toamr gaye hath lagaye takhon kono privacy na thakate amader rukhe jete hoye. Ajjker cinema halle dekho na ki holo,” ami didi ke bujhiye bollam.
Didi amake bollo, “tui amake bhalo bhabe bina bhoye chunte chas. Amar mayee tipte chas, chuste chas aar amar du payer modheye hath dhukiye angul diye maza korte chas?” Takhon ami ektu birokto hoye bollam, “haan, tumi ekdom theek bolcho. Aar jani tumio eita korte chao.” Didi kichu bollo na aar ami didir chup kore thaka ta didir sammati bhebe khushi holam. Didi khanik pore amake bollo, “hoteler ghore tor jaowa mane sab kaj, mane aar ja ja baki ache, amra korbo?” Ami takhon didi ke bojhalam, “haan, kintu jadii chao. Tumi jodi na chao to amra kichu korbo na.” Didi pher bollo, “ami jani na Bablu, eta anek baro risk hochche.” Ami abar didi ke bollam, “are baba, jodi tumi na chao to amra kichu korbo na. Amra tai korbo ja tumi chaibe. Kintu privacy te gele amar kintu tomar mayee gulo chaee. Ami ogulo ke tipbo, chusbo.” Ami bujhte parchilam je didio chai je kno privacy te giye ami tar mayee gulo niye khela kori aar tar guude hath lagiye, angul dhukiye anado kori. Takhon didi amake bollo, “ami kichu bujhte parchi na. Tobe eta theek je ami ekhon bari jete chai na.” Ami bujhlam je didi amar songe hoteler ghore jete chai. Tai ami didi ke ektu jor diye bollam, “chalo amra hotele jayee.” Amar katha sune didi amar songe hoteler janno cholte shuru korlo.
Didi amar songe hotele jete razi hoyate ami khoob khushi hoye gelam aar taratari didi ke niye hoteler dike hantte laglam. Ami eto ta bujhte parchilam je didi amake diye mijer mayee aar guud ta bhalo chonate chai aar chata te chai aa hoyeto pore amake diye nijer chodate chai. Ei sab bhabte bhabte amar laura ta khara hote laglo. Ami mone mone bhabchilam je aaj ami didi ke puro puri nengto kore tar mayee aar guud chudbo aar tar take chudbo. Ami bhishon khushi chilam aar garam hochhillam. Ami jantam je cinema haller kache emon duto teente hotel ache jekhane ghar ghanta hisebe pao jaye. Amar bondhura aage oi hotele nijer meye bandhobider niye geche. Ami sei hotel gulor modheye ekta hotele didi ke niye gelam aar receptionte giye katha bole banano nam aar address likhiye dilam aar ghore bhara tao diye dilam. Tarpor hoteler attendent amader ekta ghore paunche dilo. Jei attendent chole gelo ami uthe ghorer darja bhalo kore bondo kore dilam. Pher sab jalna gulo halo check korlam aar tate parda gulo bhalo koretene dilam. Etokhon didi ghorer majhkhane danriye danriye amake dekhchilo. Didi kichu bujhte parchilo na aar chupchap danriye chilo. Tar por ami ghorer attach bathroome gelam aar bathroomer light ta jaliye bathroomer darja ta adhek ta bando kore dilam. Bathroomer light thakate ghore besh light aschilo. Tarpor ami ghorer light ta off kore dilam. Didi eibar aram kore ghorer bichanar kone boshe porlo. Ghore ligt kam chilo kintu amra ek dujon ke bhalo bhabe dekhte pachhillam. Ami tar por amar shirter botam gulo aste aste khulte laglam aar didi ke bollam, “didi, tumio nijer kapor chopr khule nao.” Ami bhabchillam je didi amake kapor khulte dekhe nije theke kapor khule debe. Didi amar dekh dekhi nijer kapor khulte shuru kore dilo. Ami jeyee amar pant ta khule phellam to dekhlam je didi nijer bra aar panty ta khulche. Panty ta khule eibar didi amr samne ekdom nengto hoye gelo. Ami bujhte parlam je didi aajke amake diye nijer guud chodabe. Ami dhire dhire bichana diker egote laglam aar giye didir kache boshe porlam. Bichanate boshe ami didi ke joriye dhorlam aar tar por didi ke amar du payer majhkhane danr koriye dilam.
Ghorer halka alo te ami amar nengto didi ke bhalo dekhte laglam. Aajke ami prothom bar didir mayee gulo ke khola obostate dekhchillam. Ami aaj obdi didir mayee gulo kaporer oopor theke chustam aar suyog pele ektu kapor ta hotiye mayee chustam. Aajke prothom bar didi baro baro mayee dekhe amar to laura ta ekdom khara hoye gelo aar tar chenda theke ras berote laglo. Didir baro baro mayee, patla komor aar bhari bhari pacha gulo ke nengto dekhe amar to obostha khoob kharab hoye gelo. Ami aste kore amar hath ta bariye didi mayeer oopor bolate laglam aar aste aste tipte laglam. "Didi tomar mayee gulo bhison sundor. Koto narom tabuo khara khara hoye ache aar kato molayam” ami didir mayee tipte tipte bollam. Didi amar katha sune muchkee hansi hense dilo ar nijer hath ta uthiye mar du kandhe rekhe dilo. Ami kakhono kakhono neeche jhunke didir mayeer bonta gulo te chumu khachhillam. Khanik pore ami didir ekta bonta amar mukhe niye chuste laglam aar amar bonta chosate didi ekbar kempe uthlo. Ami amar mukh ta aro khule didir mayee ta aro amar mukher betore bhore ami chuste laglam. Amar anno hath ta didir anno mayee te chilo aar ami setake dhore chatachhillam. Ami khanik pore amar hath ta neeche dike niye gelam aar didir guud ta amar mutho te bhore kaclate laglam. Guud ta kachlate kachlate ami amr ekta angul dhire kore didir guuder chenda te dhukiye dilam. Angul ta guude dhokanor por ami angul ta aste aste bhetor bar korte laglam. Ami bujhte parchilam je aaj didi amake diye guud ta marabe.
Khanik por ami amar mukh ta didir mayee theke soriye didi ke ishara kore bichanate shute bollam. Didi amar ishara bujhe chupchap bichanate shueye porlo aar amio didir pase shuye porlam. Ami didir pase shoyar pore ami didi ke joriye nilam aar tar thont duto chuste laglam. Amar hath duto abar theke didir mayeer oopore chole gelo aar ami didir duto mayee mutho kore dhore tipte laglam aar kakhono kakhono chatlate laglam. Ekhon didir mayee tipte ba chatkate amar kono bhoye korchilo na, karon karur ashbar chilo na. Didi mayee chatkate chatkate ami didi ke bollam, “didi tomar mayee dutor kono jawabab neyee. Bhishon sundor aar khara khara mayee duto tomar. Ichchee korche je ami tomar duto mayee kheye nee.” Ami mukhta neeche kore didi mayeer ekta nipple amar mukhe bhore nilam aar setake aste aste chuste laglam. Khanik por ami amar ekta hath neeche niye giye didir guud aar tar baler songe khelte laglam. Khanikkon pore ami amar ekta angul didi guude dhukiye dilam aar setake gol gol ghorate laglam abar bhetor bar korte laglam. Lhanik khon pore didir guud theke har har kore chatchate ras berote laglo. Guuder ras chara dekhe ami bujhte parlam je eibar didir guud ta amar choda khabar janno toyree. Amio anek khon theke didir oopore chore didir guud ta chudbar janno astheer hochhillam. Ami khanik khon didir mayee aar guud niye khela korlam ar tar por ami didi gayer songe chipke gelam.
Barite Chodon Sukh (Bangla Golpo)-4 Ami kunui te bhor diye didi oopore jhunke didi ke jugesh korlam, “didi tumi ready to? Balo na didi tumi ki tomar choto bhaier laurata nijer guuder bhetore dhokanor janno ready?” Takhon ami mone mone jantam je didi aaj amar bara diye nijer chodabar janno ready ache aar amake guud chudte na korte na. Didi amar katha sune amar chokhe chokh diye bollo, “Bablu, ami ki ei somaye na korte pari. Ekhon tui amar oopor chore shuye achis aar amra dujoneye ekebare nengto.” Ei bole didi hath ta bariye amar laura ta dhore nilo aar tar oopor dhire dhire hath bolate laglo. Ami ei bar didir guude angul diye dekhlam je guuder mukhta rase har har korche. Tai dekhe ami amar laura ta hath kore dhore didir guuder phutotar mukhe lagiye dilam. Guuder phuto te bara ta thektei didi Ah! Ahhhhh! Ohhhhh! Korte laglo. Ami aste kore amar komor ta nariye amar bara tar mundee ta dhire kore didir guuder phutor bhetore dhukiye dilam. Didir guud ta bhishon tight chilo kintu guud theke eto ras beruchillo je guuder bhetor bhalo bhabe pechol hoye giyechilo. Jei amar laurtar mundee ta didir guuder phuto te dhuklo, didi ekbar lafiye uthlo aar bolte laglo, “bar koreeeeee neeeee Babluuuuuuuuu, amarrrrr guudddddd taaaaaa pheteeee gabeeeeeeee. Babluuuuuuu torrrrrr lauraaaaaaa taaaaa bar koreeeeeee neeee amarrrrrrr guuddddddd thekeeeeee. Issssssssssss, haaaaaaaaaaaa, ohhhhhhhhhh maaaaaaaaa. Hai more gecheeeee. Amarrrrrrr guudddddd taaaaaaa pheteeeeeee gelooooooooo.” Ami didir thonte chumu diye bollam, “bas bas hoye geche didi, amar sona didi. Aar ektu khani shazzho karo tar por to maza aar maza.” Kintu didi barbar korte thaklo. Tar por ami didir aar kono katha na sune didir duto mayee amar du hathe dhore ekta dhakka marlam besh jore aar amar puro laura ta didir guude char char kore dhuke gelo. Didir guud theke du teen phonta rakto beriye elo. Ami amar puro laura ta didi guude dhukiye didir oopore chupchap shueye thaklam aar hath diye didir duto mayee cahtkate thaklam. Khanik khon pore didi amar talaye shueye shueye nijer komor ta oopor neeche kore narrate laglo. Ami bujhe gelam je didir guuder baytha sesh hoye geche aar ekhon didi amake diye nijer guud ra bhalo bhabe chodabar janno chatphat korche. Amio tai dekhe amar bara ta didir guud theke adekh ta bar kore abar ek jhatka diye puro ta didir guude dhukiye dilam. Didir guud ta amar laura ta ke bhalo bhabe dhore rekhe chilo aar tar janno ami bhalo bhabe thap marte parchilam na. Kintu ami rukhlam na aar amar laura ta ke didir guuder bettor bar korte laglam. Dhire ami amar chodar speed ta bariye dilam. Amar chodar speed baranor songe songe didio neech theke amar thaper songe pond tola dite thaklo. Ami bujhte parlam je didir guud ekhon besh jore jore aar ghasha thap khete chaiche amar laura theke. Ami didi ke joriye niye didir ekta mayee amar mukhe pure chuste laglam aar guuder bhetor amar laura ta diye jor jor thap marte laglam. Ekhon amar bara ta khoob bhalo bhabe didir guude dhukchilo aar berochillo. Eibar didio amake du hate joriye chumu khete khete pond tola dite dite bollo, “hai, Bablu, bhishon aram hochhe. Tui amake aro jore jore chude de. Amar mone hochhe je amar guude anek gulo pipre chole berachhe. Tui tor laurar ghasha diye oi pipre gulo ke mere de. Hai chod aro jore jore chod tor didir guud ta ke.” Ami khanik khon jore jore thapabar por didir guude laura ta dhukiye ektu bisram korte laglam. Didi takhon amake chumu khete khete bollo, “kee holo, ruke geli keno? Eibare tui amar guud ta ke bhalo bhabe chude de sona amar. Amar guuder bhetore bhishon chukunu hochhe. Amake chude de amar sona, amar manik, amar guuder raja. Ekhon aar rukhishna amake bhalo kore chod, chod amake. Amake chude chude amar guuder teshta meta.” Ami didir mayee gulo tipte tipte bollam, “didi ami ekhuni chudchi tomake. Amake ektu tomar guuder bhetor amar laurata dhukiye guuder anado ta nite dao. Ami ekhuni tomake chude chude tomar guuder sab charpoka gulo mere dichhe. Tumi aj dekhbe aaj ami tomar guud chude chude guud ta ke phatiye debo.” Didi takhon neech theke komor tola diye bollo, “charpoka gulo pore dekh jabe. Tui aage amake chude de bhalo kore. Jore hore thap mere amar guud ta tui ekhon chod shala bonchoda bhai amar. Guuder jala te ami more jachhee.” Ami takhon didi ke lamba lamba aar ghasha thap mere mere abar theke chudte laglam. Didi amar choda khete khete amake nijer char hath aar paa diye jore joriye dhorlo aar neech theke komor dite thaklo aar guud ta amake diye chodate laglo.
Ami khanik khon didi ke jore jore thapabar por didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi kemon lagche, nijer choto bhaier laurta nijer guuder bhetor niye neech theke pond tola dite?” Ami ekhon didir songe puro khule katha bilchilam aar laura ta diye didi ke chudchilam.
"Amara ei kaj ta khoob kharab korechee. Kintu ekhon amar khoob bhalo lagche, bablu. Mone hochhe je ami toke amar guude dhukiye nee” didi amake nijer joriye niye bollo.
Ami abar didi ke bhalo bhabe chodte thaklam. Khani khon pore amar mone holo je eibar amar laura ta nijer pheda bar korbe. Tai ami amar bara ta ke didir guude theke bar kore nijer hathe niye thaklam aar tatokhon dhore thaklam jatokhon na bara ta abar shanto na hoye gelo. Didio bujhte peregiyechilo je ami keno laura ta guud theke bar kore chee aar didi muchki hanshi henshe bollo, “kee holo, mal berobe naki. Tui ki amake aro chudbee. Chal eibar tarataari bhalo chude nijer laura tar pheda diye amar guud ta ke bhore de aar shanto kor nijer laurar aar amar guuder jala.”
"Didi lhanikkhon chupchap shueye thako. Beshi nara chara korle amar bara pheda chere debe” ami didi ke bollam. Khanik pore ami laurata abar theke didir guude dhukiye didi ke chudte laglam.
Didi abar guude amar laura ta niye neech theke komor chalate laglo aar amake bollo, “taratari chod amake Bablu, Amio aar beshikhon guuder jal rukhe rakte parbo na. Amaro hoye eseche. Eibar tui jato jore parish amar guud ta bhalo kore chude de aar amar guuder jal khosiye de aar nijer laurao pheda char amar guude bhetore.”
Ami didir katha sune jeyee amar chodar speed baralam, didi neech theke paa duto tule amar komor ta bhalo kore joriye nilo aar hath diye amake joriye niye neech theke komor tola dite dite amar laura ta guud ke khaote laglo. Khanik pore didi amar laura tar oopore guuder jaler fowara chere dilo aar amake mijer songe chipkiye nilo. Jal khasabar somaye didi amake elo pathare chumu khachhillo. Ami didir guuder jal khasar janno amar bara ta guuder bhetor puro ta dhukiye chupchap didir oopor shueye thaklam. Jakhon didi ektu shanto hoye gelo ami abar theke didi ke chudte laglam. Ami didi ke dhire dhire thap mere mere chud chilam. Didi amake bollo, “Bablu, kee korchis ta kee? Aar ami sei kakhon theke toke bolchee je amake jore jore thap mere amar guud mar. Amar guuder testa ekhono meteni. Tui tor lauratar gunto gulo jore jore amar guude de. Tor barar guunto gulo eto jore mar jeno amar guud aar tar songe amar jarau obdi phete jak.” Ami didi ke bollam, “didi ami ebar laurar pheda charbo. Ami amader choda chudi ta beshi someyer janno tante chai aar tai ami tomake aste aste chudchee.” Didi amar katha sune ektu muchkee henshe amake bollo, “eibare taratari chod amake aarnijer mal bar kore amar garam guude chere de. Tor laurar jal diye amar guuder testa meta. Aar tui katokhon nijer didir paa pnahk kore chudbee? Jodi mal berubar hochhe to jore jore chude pheda dhele de amar guude. Anek hoye geche amade aajker choda chudi.” Takhon ami didi ke bhalo kore joriye niye nijer songe chipkiye nilam aar komor chaliye chaliye jore jore thap marte laglam. Didi o ohhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh, haaaaaan airakooooom hiiiiiii bhishon bhalooooo lagcheeeee aaaaaaa marrrrrrr haiiiiiiii isssssssss ceeeeeeee bolte laglo aar pond tola dite dite amar laura ta nijer guud diye theke laglo. Jakhon amar pheda porar someye ello to ami didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi kthaye pheda dhalbo. Pheda tomar guuder bhetore chari na laura ta bar anno kotahau?” Didi bolo, “are takhon dhore amar paa duto phank kore amar guud chudchees, aar ekhon jigesh korchees ki kothaye pheda charbo? Amar guuder bhetor nijar mal dhal aar mar guud ta ke shanto kor shala didi choda Bablu.” Didir katha sune amio amar laurata didi guuder bhetor puro ta dhukiye amar fowara chere dilam. Amar pheda porar songesonge didi abar theke guuder jal khasalo. Laura aar guuder jal khasabar por amar ek du jon ke nijer songe chipkiye chupchap pore thaklam aar lamba lamba saansh nite laglam. Khanik por ami laurata ke tene didir guud theke bar korlam. Laura ta berubar somaye ekta pakat kore awaj korlo aar amar netano laura ta didir guud theke beriye elo. Bara ta guud theke berubar songe songe didi bichana theke uthe bathroome chole gelo ar ami bichana te boshe royilam.
Khanik khon pore bathroom theke didi nijer guud dhueye nengto obostha te beriye elo. Ami didi ke nengto dekhe taratari bichana theke uthe didi ke joriye nilam aar chumu khete laglam aar tar duto mayee gulo ke hather modheye niye dhire dhire tipte laglam. Takhon didi amake bollo, “Bablu tor sab kaj hoye jeche ki na? Amar to sab kaj hoye geche.” Ami didi ke chumu khete khete bollam, “didi aaj ke khoob maza kara holo. Didi tumio anado peyecho?” Didi amake chumu khete khee bollo, “amar to aaj khoob bhalo legeche. Ami aage jantam je guud chodano te eto beshi maza eto beshi anando ta hole ami anek aage tor theke amar guud chudiye nitam. Chal akuno kono kich hoye neee. Amar eibar theke suyog peleye choda chudi korbo.” Amra aro khanik khom aram kore paa choriye boshe thanda holam aar amader gayer baitha kama chillam.
Ami didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi eibar ki korte chao?”
Didi amar dike chokh gol gol kore takiye amake jigesh korlo, “mane, tui ki bolte chas?”
Ami bollam, “eibare amara kothaye jabo? Amara ki er por barite bhai aar boner moton thakte parbo?”
“Haan, eibar thekhe tui jakhoni amake dekhbee takhon tui nijer baro didi ke dekhte parbi na. Eibar theke theke jakhoni tui amake ekhbi tui dekhte pabee ekta meyechele jake tui nengto kore nijer neecge shueiye guude laur dhukiye take tahpiyechis aar tar guude nijer mal dhelechis. Tui dekhbi je tui amar guud chudechis. Tor mone khali ei katha mone hobe je abar obe ei meyelok ta ke abar theke nengto kore guud chudi. Kee ami theek bolchee ki na?” didi amake chumu khete khete bollo.
“Na didi, eirakom katha noye. Tumi amar kache ekhono didi thakbe” ami didi ke bujhiye bollam.
“Achha, tui ekhono amake nijer baro didi manbee? Kintu ami jani je tui aaj ker por khali bhabee je kata baro chodane magi hochhe ei meye cheleta. Ei meye ta ke chude khoob maza esheche” didi abar theke amake bollo.
“Na didi, tomar dibbee, ami eirakom bhabo na” ami didi ke bollam.
“Na, ami jani je tui ajjker por theke theek ei katha tai bhabee. Obishee tor bhabate amar kichu eshe jabe na. Tobe eitai sattee je aaj theke amar aar tor majhe khali ei sambandho ta theke jabe. Tui aaj amake ek bar chudechees aar tui abar amake chudte chaibee. Tar oopore amio tor kach theke abar theke choda khabar janno uniye thakbo” didi amake bojhate laglo.
“Are tumi amake diye abar theke guud chodate chao, tumi jakhon chaibe amake toyree pabe. Ami sab somaye tomar guude amar laura ta dhokabar janno prastuut thakbo” ami didir chokhe chokh rekhe bollam.
Didi takhon henshe bollo, “haan, eta sattee je ami tor theke abar theke choda khete chaee. Ami jakhon suyog pabo puropuri nengto hoye tor laura ta amar guude nite chaee. Aar eto theek je tuio amake abar theke chudte chas” didi amake bollo.
Ami didi ke abar theke jigesh korlam, “didi rta ki sattee je tumi abar theke amake diye tomar guud chodate chao? Obishee ami to tomake sab samaye chudte chaee.”
“Na Bablu, eta hote pare na. Amra sab someye choda chudi korte pari na. Kintu jakhon syog hobe ami abar theke tor bara ta amar guude bhorte chaee” didi amake chokh mere bollo.
Amra aro khanik khon hoteler ghore bose thaklam aarami didir mayye aar guud niye khela korlam. Tar por amara hotel theke beriye bari chole elam. Sedinkar por theke amader choda chudi shuru hoye gelo. Didi jate amar choda khete khete pet na hoye jaye tar janno lukiye lukiye contraceptive nite laglo. Amara jakhon suyog petam amra choda chudi kortam. Kakhono kakhono amar ek dine du ki teem bar choda chudi kortam. Amader jar garmi uthto se annor kache giye take chudto ba chudiye nito.
Dhire dhire didi khoob chodon baj magi hoye gelo. Jakhon ami didi ke chodbar ichche hoto aar bichanate shuete aram kore choda chudi karar suyog thakto na takhon ami didi ke niye palong, table ba dewaler songe jhunkiye ditam aar pechon theke sari ba skirt ta tule panty ta nabiye amar laura ta didir gude bhore ditam aar thap mere mere didir guuder jal khasatam aar amar laura tar pheda guude dhaltam. Jakhon didir period hoto takhon didi suyog bujhe amar laura ta nijer mikhe dhukiye bara ta ke chuse dito aar sab pheda gulo gat gat kore gile kheye nito. Amader pratibeshi aar amader barir lokra janto je amara sudhu bhai aar bon kintu amader jakhoni suyog hoto to amra amader bara aar guuder milon ghotiye ditam aar bhalo kore coda chudi kortam aar didir guuder gatto ta amar pheda diye bhoriye ditam. Amader din gulo ei rakom bhabe aram se kete gachhillo aar didio guud chodate aar laura chuste ekdom prabeen hoye giyechillo. Kakhono kakhono didi eto guud marate eto pagol hoye jeto je didi amake taka diye bolto, “chal Bablu amra kono hotele giye choda chudi kore ashee.” Amra hotele giye didi aage amake nengto korto tar por nije nengto hoye amake diye nijer guud bhalo kore chosato aar chodato. Amio didir paa duto phank kore aram kore didir guude laura dhukiye didir guud chudtam.
Ek din maa amader partibeshir barite kono pujo te giyechilo aar didi aar ami barite ekla chilam aar amara palonge bichnar oopor aram kore nengto hoye choda chudi korchilam. Didi bichanate shueye tar char hath paa diye amake dhore rekhechillo aar neech komor tola dite dite amar laura ta nijer guud diye khachhillo. Ami amar du hathe didi dabka mayee duto muthor bhetore bhore didir guude gadan dichhillam. Amra jantan je pratibeshir bari theke praye du teen ghabte pore asbe aar tai amara moner sukhe chudchilam aar chodachillam. Khanik khon didi amar neeche shueye thap khabar pore didi amake bollom “Bablu, eibar tui bichanate chit hoye shueye por aar ami tor oopor chore toke chudbo. Tor lauratar oopor shoole gantha hoye boshbo. Ami didir katha moton amar laura ta didir guud theke bar kore bichanate chit hoye shueye porlam aar didi songe songe amar oopor du dike paa kore boshe porlo. Tar por didi amar khara bara ta nijer hathe kore dhore guuder mukhe lagiye ekta halka thap mere addek ta laura guud dhukiye nilo. Tar por amar oopor bhalo kore guchiye boshe duto hath amar mathar du dike rekhe amake thap marte laglo aar ami neeche shueye shueye didi mayee duto amar hath niye chatkate laglam. Didi oopor theke nijer bhari bhari pacha duliye duliye amake chudchilo aar bolchilo, “Bablu re khoob bhalo lagche. Satte tor laura ta ggude niye ami to swarge chole jachhee. Tor laura ta eto lamba je seta amar jarau te thokor marche. Ohhhhh Ahhhhhh mone hochee je ami tor didi noye ami tor kena bandee, tor rand. Chod chod amake tala theke thap mar aar amar guud ta aaj ke chude chude phatiye de.“ Ami didir komor ta amar du hathe dhore neech theke jhatka mre mere didir guud ta ke chudte laglam. Didi oopor theke amake thap marte marte bollo, “Bablu, jadi kakhono choda chudir Olympic Hoye to tui medal pabee. Tui je bhabe amake chudchis komor tola diye ami to ami jekono meye tot samne guud jhule shueye porbe. Ne chal anek hoyeche abar bhalo koe thapa to amake. Amar guud bodh hoye ebar jal khasabe.” Didi amar oopre bose thakate didir peeth ta darzar dike chilo aar ami darzar dike dekhte parchilam na. Amra ek bare janowarer moto choda chudi korchilam. Amader choda chudi anek khon cholchilo bole eibar amra laurar aar guuder jal charar mukhe chilam. Amra bujhte parinee jekakhon ma darza ta khule ghorer bgetore eshe amader chodon lila dekhchilo. Jakhon ami aar didi choda chudi korte korte laurar aar guuder jal khosiye dilam takhon maa amader bollo, “hai bhagowan, tora dujone mile kee korchis?”
Ami aar didi chomke gelam aar tar pore ami aar didi lajja te ek dujon ke chipkiye nilam. Ami amar matha ta ektu uthiye dekhlam je maa ghore bhetore darzar kache danriye ache aar darza bhetor theke bando ache. Maar chokh duto aar puro mukhta ragete lal lal hoye ache aar maar sara shorir ta kampche. Khanik por maa ek jhatka diye maa pechone ghure gelo aar paa patke patke nijer ghore giye darza ta bando kore nilo.
Maa chole jabar por didi nengto obostha te amar oopor shueye shueye kandte laglo. Ami didir choole hath bolate bolate didi ke bollam, “didi, ja habar ta hoye geche. Ekhun tumi kanna bado karo aar amake bhabte dao je amader ki korte hobe." Didi kante kante bollo, “Bablu ami eibar theke maar samne kemon bhabe danrabo? Maa amader kakhono maff korbe na.” Ami didi ke shantona dite dite bollam, “didi, tumi kono chinta koro na. Ami ektu pore maar songe katha bolbo.” Amar katha sune didi nijer kanna bado korlo aar amar oopor theke uthe amar pashe boshe porlo. Didi amar pashe boshteyee ami didir guud ta dekhte pelam. Eisomaye didir guud ta amar laurar guntoo khete khete besh phola phola lagchilo aar tar phuto theke amar laurar aar didir guuder raser mixture gulo aste aste beruchilo. Didi khanik pore bichana theke uthe matite danralo. Didir pa duto amar choda khete khete ekuno kampchillo tobuo didi aste aste jekhane tar kapor chopo gulo chilo hente gelo. Didi kono rakome nijer kapor gulo pore kono rakome ghar chere chole gelo. Pher ami maa songe kee katha bolte hobe bhabte lahlam. Khanik pore ami amar kapor pore maar songe katha bolte maar ghorer dike gelam. Maar ghorer darza bando chilo dekhe ami aste aste khat khatate laglam. Maa bhetor theke bollo, “darza khola ache bhetore chole aaye.” Ami maar ghorer darza ta khule ghorer bhetore dhuke gelam.
