Renu didi r Maa ar sathe Choda chudi 2

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 dudh 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 dudh 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 didi ro 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. 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 bandhober 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 chat kachillam. 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. 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 bolam, “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.

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