Mere ghar mein sirf maa aur main rehte hai. Ek badi behen hai, jiski shaadi ho chuki hai. Wo mujhse 3 saal badi hai, aur ek bachhe ki maa hai. Mummy ka naam Babli hai. Unki umar 48 saal hai. Dikhne mein thodi moti hai.
Mummy ke dudh 38″ size ke hai, aur unki badi gaand aur gora badan kisi ke bhi lund mein halchal macha sakta hai. Maa hamesha saree aur blouse pehanti hai. Main maa ke bade dudh shuru se dekh raha hu. Wo nahane ke baad kamre mein sirf petticoat mein aa jati thi, aur kamre mein hi mere saamne blouse aur bra pehanti thi. Maa ke dudh dekh kar mera 7 inch ka lund khada ho jata tha.
Mummy ko lagta tha main bachha hu isliye unhe koi parhez nahi tha is sab se. Mujhe shuru se bade dudh wali auratein pasand hai, aur mummy ke dudh ka deewana to main hu hi. Mummy kabhi panty nahi pehanti thi, aur maine kayi baar unki baalon wali bur dekhi thi.
Kaafi saal bra ki dukan par kaam karne ke baad mujhe ye kaam poori tarah aa gaya tha. Isliye maine mummy se baat karke ek aur dukan kholne ki sochi. Mummy ko bhi ye idea acha laga, isliye maine mere ghar se thoda door ek dukan kiraye par le li. Shuruaat mein dukan kam chali, magar jaise-jaise logon ko pata chalne laga, meri dukan achi chalne lagi.
Purani dukan par patayi 1 aunty bhi meri dukan se samaan lene lagi. Inki wajah se mujhe kayi naye customer bhi mile, aur aunty ki bur to main pehli dukan se leta aa raha tha. Jab aunty ke pati nahi hote to main dopahar mein jaake unki bur ki garmi nikaal deta tha.
Maa bhi mere sath dukan par baith kar kaam seekh rahi thi. Jab bhi ladies customers aati, wo pehle mummy se bra maangti. Magar mummy bhi mujhse hi pooch ke bra deti. Main kayi baar to ladies ke dudh dekh kar unke number ki bra de deta tha.
Ek baar ek bhabhi bra lene aayi. Main unke dudh dekh kar hi samajh gaya ki unka size 36c tha. Magar unhone galat bra ka size maanga, to maine unhe samjhaya ki madam aap galat size ki bra le rahi ho.
Wo madam boli: Bhaiya size mera hai, aur mujhe maloom hai.
Maine kaha: Madam ek baar mere kehne se ye bra leke jao. Dekhna bilkul sahi size aayega.
Kuch der behas karne ke baad wo madam boli: Dekho bhaiya, agar sahi nahi nikli to main shaam ko wapas kar jaungi.
Maine kaha: Madam befikar rahiye, main yahi baitha hu.
Bhabhi ke jate hi mummy bol padi: Beta ye kaise baat kar raha tha tu unse?
Maine kaha: Mummy maine unhe ek-dum sahi number ki bra di hai.
Mummy boli: Beta tu to aise keh raha hai, jaise uska khasam ho.
Maine kaha: Mummy uski bra ka size uske khasam se bhi zyada jaanta hu.
Mummy boli: Beta chal shaam ko pata chal hi jayega.
Maine kaha: Dekh lena, shaam ko shukriya bolne zaroor aayegi.
Mummy boli: Shart lagata hai?
Maine kaha: Theek hai, 100 rupay ki shart lag gayi.
Mummy ne bhi shart laga li. Poore din kaafi samaan bika. Shaam ke time wo lady sabzi lene aayi. Tab fir hamari dukan par aayi. Main neeche baitha chai pee raha tha. Tab usne mummy se bola-
Lady: Arre aunty, bhaiya kaha hai?
Main turant khada ho gaya.
Maine kaha: Boliye madam.
Wo bhabhi boli: Bhaiya aapne bilkul sahi size diya. Mujhe to pata hi nahi tha. Main itne saal se galat size pehan rahi thi. Bahut-bahut shukriya.
Maine kaha: Madam koi baat nahi, ye mera kaam hai. Waise madam, agar aapko designer bra panty bhi chahiye, to wo bhi hamare paas rehti hai. Aur main online bhi mangwa ke bechta hu.
Wo bhabhi boli: Bhaiya aap aapna card de dijiye, zaroorat padi to main bata doongi.
Maine fir apna card use de diya. Bhabhi ke jaane ke baad mummy ne mujhe 100 rupay de diye.
Mummy boli: Beta toone sach kaha tha.
Dukan par kaam karte-karte mummy aur main open ho gaye the. Ab main unke saamne ladkiyon ke dudh ko ghoorta aur bra nikaal ke de deta tha.
Mummy mujhe baar-baar kehti beta aise mat ghoora kar, kisi din kisi aurat ko bura lag gaya to teri chappal se pitayi hogi.
Maine kaha: Mummy ye to mera kaam hai, sahi size ki bra dena.
Mummy boli: Beta tu bra ka size dekhne ke bahane kuch aur dekhta hai.
Mummy aur main hamesha aisi baatein karne lage, aur mujhe bhi maza aane laga. Ek din maine subha dekh jab mummy naha ke aayi, to wo bra pehne hue thi, jo side se fatt rahi thi. Mummy hamesha sasti wali bra pehanti thi.
Maine kaha: Mummy aapki bra fatt rahi hai, lagta hai aapke dudh bade ho gaye hai.
Mummy meri taraf dekhti hui boli: Abhi tak baahar wali auraton ke dekhta tha, ab mere bhi dekhne laga. Sudhar jaa tu.
Main mummy ke paas gaya, aur unke pet par hath rakh kar unki fatti hui bra mein ungli daal ke dikhne laga.
Main: Ye dekho, jhooth nahi bol raha hu.
Mummy ke mansal jism ko choo ke ek jhatka sa laga, aur mera lund kacche mein hi khada hone laga. Unke jism ki garmi mujhe mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Maine unse kaha: Mummy dukan se aapke liye nayi aur achi wali bra nikaal ke doonga.
Mummy boli: Beta main khud le loongi.
Maine kaha: Kyun, meri pasand ki bra nahi pehan sakti aap?
Mummy boli: Aisi koi baat nahi. Chal tu hi de dena.
Fir hum dono taiyaar hoke dukan ke liye nikal pade.
Iske aage kya hua, ye aapko kahani ke agle part mein pata chalega. Doston yaha tak ki kahani aapko kaisi lagi feedback deke zaroor bataye. Kahani padhne ke liye dhanyawad.
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