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Doll amar pistuto bon. Doll thakto Jadavpur -e. Ami takhan College-e ist year- e pari ar Doll takhan Class X. Ami majhemadhye Jadavpur- e pisir bari berate jetam. Sebar garamer chutite Dollder bari gechi. Ek dupure akta fnaka ghare bose ami ar Doll galpa korchi. Ami bichanay adhsoya ar Doll bichanar pase ekta sofay bosa. Ami itimadhye pornography porechi, nongra chabi dekhechi, bnarata kniche mal ugre diechi, kintu takhano kono chodachudir avigyata hoyni. Doll ar ami agdumbagdum galpa korchi. Ami khali gay, parane sudhu ekta half pant. Doll ekta tight frock pore ache. Frockta theke or bukduto jano thele berie aste chaiche. Amar bnarata kano na jani amar ajante chatfat kara suru kore dilo. Ota agei 8 inchi mato bar ar mota. Hatathi o jano fule fule uthte laglo. Ami katha bolte bolte Doller buke jhola ekta locket kamon dekhte, ei achilay or ekta buke hath dilam. Doll kono badha dilona. Amar sahas aro bere galo . Ami ebar or dobka maita hath diye mridu mridu tipte laglam. Doll dekhlam bes upovog korche. Ami bollam, “Doll , tor buk duto khub sundar.” Doll chokh pakie bollo, “Tai ! “ Amar sahash aro bere galo. Ami bichana theke lafiye uthe, darjata bandha kore elam. Tarpor, Doller pithe hath diye or frock- er hookgulo khule fele ektan mere or frockta sarir theke unmukta korlam. Or frocker talay ar kichu para chilona. Amar chokher samne Doller sundar farsa duto dabka chunchi golapi brinta saha dekha dilo. “Oh Doll, ki sundar tor ei chunchi duto.” Ami jhapiye pore ekta chunchite mukh dilam, ar anyota hath diye tipte laglam. Doll “AH -UH- OUCH” korte laglo. Ami prathame or ekta golapi brinto jiv diye chatlam, tarpor mukher madhye pure chuk- chuk kore chuste laglam. Itimadhye or brintoduti shakta ar baro hoye utheche. Ami dnat diye ta kamrateo laglam. Doll dekhlam besh garam kheye gache. Ami jhat pat ebar amar pant- ta khule fellam. Amar bnarata laklak kore uthlo. Ami mone mone oke swantana dilam, “Ar ektu apeksha karo Sona, ebar tumi jibane pratham gud marar swad pabe .” Doll atokshan chokh bujhe sukh khacchilo. Ebar chokh khullo. Prathamei or chokher samne amar ato baro bnaratake lafate dekhe ektu bujhi ghabre galo. Ami Dollke prabodh debar vangite bollam, “Doll ghabrashna. Etake ador kar. Dekhbi eta jakhan tor gude dhukbe, takhan bujhbi er theke ar sukh kichute hoyna. Doll aste aste hath bariye muthor madhye amar bnarata nilo. Amar bnaratao amon dustu je ei pratham ekta meyer hath parate aro jano shakta hoye uthlo. Doll bnarata dhire dhire narte laglo, mukher chamrata khenchar mato kore samne – pichon korte laglo. Amar uttyejana aro bere jacchilo. Ami ebar Dollke bichanay uthiye niye elam. Or pant-ta tan mere khule fellam. Ah or kachi gudkhana jambatir mato ulte royeche . Guder garta -take ghire kachi kachi bal, thik jano jangale dhaka ekta guha. Oh ekhanei amar bnarata pratham prabesh ghatabe! Ami Doller paduto fnak kore amar mukhta niye elam or gude. Or guder vagankurta dekhi thar thar kore knapche. Ami angul chnoalam or gude. Gudta puro rase taitambur. Aste aste ekta angul dhukiye dilam or futoy. Doll “HISS- HISS” kore uthlo. Or gudta ato rase makhamakhi hoye ache je amar angulta pichle vetore dhuke galo. Ami ar deri na kore amar jivta die or gudta chat-te suru karlam. Doll knokie uthlo , “Oh Ranada, amar sarata sarir knapche. Ami ar parchina.” Ami bollam, “Dnara , chinta korisna, dekhis amar ei bnarata tor gude dhokale ki ananda pas. Dekhbi sab jwala jantrana nimese dur hoye gache.” Doll bollo, “Ure baba, ato baro nunuta amar nangto-te dhokabi, lagbena dekhis sabdhane dhokas.” Ami bollam, “Chinta korisna. Dekhbi kamon sukh pas. Chodon sukher kache kothay lage swarga sukh ? Ar amar eta akhon ar nunu nei re, etake bale bnara, ar tor nangtoke bale gud. Ar amra jeta karbo, seta holo chodachudi.” Ami ebar amar bnarata or guder mukhe dhorlam. Amaro er age gud marar kono avigyata nei. Tai ektu voy voy korchilo, thikmato ......dhukbeto, ar dhokanor sange sange mal beriye jabe nato ! Tabu sahashe var kore aste aste or gude amar bnarata diye chap dilam. Ar bnaratao sange sange Doller guder garte miliye galo. Or gudta jano amar ato baro bnarata khap kore gile fello. Kothay je hariye galo bnarata. Jakge, akhonto Doller gudta mara jak. Ami dhire dhire guder madhye amar bnarata chalate laglam, thap marte laglam. Ar Doll” UH AH, Amake mere fal. Oh Ranada, ki visan valo lagchere, amake tui sara jiban dhore evabei chod’” Ami amar thaper loy baralam. Chodar awaj takhan bes thapat – thapat kore paoa jacche. Uh amaro je ki valo lagche, se ar boli kake. Tabu Doll- kei bollam, “Oh Doll, amaro jiban swarthak. Tor gud marte je ki valo lagche. Ne, ne tor guder jal khasa, oh amar Sonamani, ki tight tor gudta, ar tor chunchidutor kono jabab nei.” Doll bole uthlo uttare , “Oh Ranada, amaro je ki valo lagche. Tor oi bnaratar kono jabab nei. Ah amar gudtar janma jano swarthak holo. Mar, mar aro jore jore mar, amar gudta fatiye de.” Ekatha bolte bolte, Doll or guder jal khasiye fello. Ar oi jaladharar bege gudta ato pichal hoye galo je oi pathe amar bnaratao horke beriye elo, ar dekhecho kando, oi byatao mal khasie fello. Ar tar tibrata ato besi je ta chitke giye Doller chokh mukh parjanta vijiye dilo. Amra dujon takhan ranoklanto sainiker mato eke anyer pase gariye parechi. ********** Erpar prayei sujog pele ami Jadavpur- e pisir baric chole jetam. Ar sujog pelei sara bari knapiye Doll ar ami chodachudi kortam. Evabe antata bachar pnachek amader chodachudi choleche. Tarpar dujoneri biye hoye gache, je jar sangsare jariye gechi. Anekdin bade, takhan Doller bar bideshe thake, amio bouer sathe ekgheye chodachudite klanto, Dollke abar prastab diyechilam , chalna Doll abar dujone chodachudi kara jak. Doll ar raji hoyni. Tai baki jibanta Doller sange pratham chodachudir smriti ghetei amake katate habe, tar-ee kichuta pathakder sange share korlam.

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