Tomaler Diary Theke.. Urmila – Part 1

Panty thaka sotte o thot 2to sposto bojha jachhe. Darun fola fola thot 2to. Urmir joni ongsho ato tai vorat je pantyr trikon kalo kapor seta ke dheke rakhar bertho chesta kore hothat jeno hariye gechhe nitomber govir khaje. Jodi alcohol er nesha na thakto… mone hoto urmila amontron janachhe amake tar deho vog korar jonno. Kintu ami jani ei muhurte o sustho nei. Tai vitore vitore uttejito ar durbol hoye pora sotte o sujog ta ami nilam na.

Amon hothat paoa sujog phiriye debar moto vodro sobvo ami noi… kintu tobu o urmi sudip er bou… ar ami sudip er osustho maa er sahajjo korar jonno esechhi oder barite… tai nijeke niyontron korar apran chesta korlam. Mone holo urmi chetona hariyechhe. Ami glass ta table e rekhe urmir pashe giye boslam. Or vaj kora paa ta namiye oke tene soja kore bosiye dilam.

Aste kore daklam… urmi… are u ok? Ghor laga chokh mele chailo urmi.. chokh 2to tok toke lal… ashfute bollo… mmmm… yeah… m all right… matha ta eliye dilo amar buke. Ami o matha ar pithe haat buliye santona dite thaklam.

Kichhukkhon pore urmi hothat amake joriye dhore dukre kende uthlo… amar buke mukh guje bolte laglo… ami ar parchhi na tomal… sotti ar parchhi na… ar sojjho korte parchhi na ami… buker upor or kanna veja mukher sporsho ar gorom nissas e amar pant er vitor mridu nora chora onuvob korlam. Nijeke samlate nijer sathe pray juddho suru korte holo amake.

Kichhukkhon ebave chokher jole amar buk vashiye hothat khepe uthlo urmi. Ak jhotkay shorir ta ghuriye amar komorer 2 pashe 2to hatu rekhe amar kole bose porlo.

Tan kheye nighty er ak matro botam ta o pot kore khule giye urmir samner dikta puro unmukto kore dilo. Kichhu bujhe othar agei ak haat e amar chul khamche dhore matha ta pichhone heliye diye pagoler moto amar thot e chumu khete laglo. Chumu bolle bodh hoy vul hobe…

Amar thot 2to or gorom lala veja thor ar tikhno daat diye chuse kamre asthir kore tullo. Onno haat ta jhorer moto amar sara shorir.. tolpet ebong uru-sondhite achhre porchhe. Sei songe nijer komor ta agu pichhu kore amar koler upor ghoste suru korlo. Amar bara amar kotha sona bondho kore dilo.

Seta pajamar niche sokto hoye dariye urmi ke ghosar moto kichhu akta upohar dilo. Ami hariye jachhi… kromosho hariye jachhi… kamonar otol govire… jekhane somaj… shomporko… kortobbo… dayitto sob hariye giye sudhu 2to shorir jege othe… mishe jay ake oporer sathe.

Sikto kore shanto kore poroshpor ke.

E ki korchhi ami? Urmila sustho shorir ar mone nijeke amar kachhe somorpon korle amar kono didha thakto na. 2to prapto boyosko nari purush nijeder ichhay jouno sukh pete chaile bolar kichhu nei… ar bosta pocha noitikota niye o amar kono matha betha nei.

Kintu er age kokkhono urmilar vitor amon agrashi rup dekhini.. borong santo.. salin.. ruchishila urmila kei ami chini. Ei muhurte tar ei khudharto rup alcohol er neshar karone o hote pare… jodi seta hoy.. ami ebong urmila keu e kauke khoma korte parbo na. Amake sotti e jodi pete chay urmi…

Sustho shorir o mon e chaite hobe. Akjon bibahita mohila ke neshagrostotar sujog niye vog kora kapurushota… ami ar jai hoi… kapurush noi.

Urmilar 2to kadh dhore jhakuni dilam ami… urmi.. shanto hao… jago urmi.. jago… othoto… paglami koro na… urmi… urmiii… urmiiiiii ! Urmilar vitor jege othar kono lokkhon e dekha gelo na. Ami jotoi soriye dite chaichhi… se toto jore akre dhorchhe amake… achre kamre otisto kore tulchhe amake.

Pajama ta tene chhire felte chaichhe… ar jorano golay bole cholechhe… plz tomal… nao amake… nao plz… amake tomar kore nao… aaahhhh fuck me tomal… fuck me hard… ohhh tomal parchhi na ami… amake shanto koro… ningre nao amake… roktakto kore dao… chhire tukro tukro kore felo… yeah fuck me… plz fuck me… I want to be fucked… fuck me like a slut.. aahhh aahhh uuuuufffff…

Jore akta chor koshalam urmir gale. Chor er shobdo ta sara ghore protiddhonito hoye hahakar kore uthlo… theme gelo urmi… opomanita… upekkhita hoye… sudip er kachhe ja payni… amar kachhe seta pabe asha korechhilo se… ami tar dike cheyechhi… tar proshongsha korechhi… tai amar upor akta astha toiri hoyechhilo hoyto tar… 2 haat e mukh dheke fupiye kadte suru korlo urmila… vison porajito mone holo take.

Amar kol theke neme sofa te upur hoye pore fule fule kadte laglo. Ami alto kore tar pithe haat rakhlam. Bollam… I am sorry urmila… tomake opoman korte chaini. Sudhu ektu shomoy cheyechhi… ami chai tumi alcohol er nesha thaeke beriye eso.. shanto mone akbar vabo plz.. tarpor tumi ja chaibe tai debo tomake ami… kotha dilam… plz urmi…!

Urmila kono uttor dilo na. Tobe kanna ta kome elo anek. Ami take paja kola kore tule nilam… tarpor bed room e niye bichhanay suiye akta chador tene dilam gaye. Ghorer light niviye baire beriye ashar age or dike takalam… urmila akta haat ara-ari kore chokh dheke rekhechhe…

Plate.. glass gulo sink e rekhe ese sofa tei suye porlam alo niviye. Alcohol er karone tondra ese gelo. Ghum ta garo holo na.

Raat tokkhon kota jani na… bathroom theke jol er awaz pelam. Urmila somvoboto shower nichhe. Ami chokh bujhe pore roilam. Besh kichhukkhon pore urmila ese savabik golay daklo…