Hello doston, sabhi ko namaskaar. I am Vivek Pratap Singh from Agra. Meri age 22 years hai. Ye kahani meri aur mere dost ki mummy ke beech ki hai. Agar aapko meri kahani achi lage, ya aap koi sujhav dena chaahe to mujhe mail kare. Par mail zaroor kare.
To doston mere dost ka naam Rohan Mishra (22 saal) hai. Wo padhayi mein to theek-thaak hai, magar sports mein bahut acha hai. Uske papa govt. employee hai, jo zyadatar baahar hi rehte hai, aur weekend par ghar aate hai. To wo apni mummy ke sath akela rehta hai.
Uski mummy ka naam Geeta hai. Unki age 42 years hai. Unka rang halka gora hai. Unka figure agar main aapko batau to 36-34-36 hoga. Wo thodi dharmik aur gharelu type ki mahila hai. Wo ghar mein hamesha hi saree, gale mein mangalsutra, maang mein sindoor, hath mein choodi, mathe par bindi, pairon mein paayal, kul mila ke ek-dum typical Indian housewife jaise hi rehti hai.
Because hum dono ek hi colony mein rehte hai, to hamare aur unke ghar ke beech bahut ache sambandh hai. Sath hi main aur Rohan ek sath ek hi college mein padte hai, to main apne dost ke ghar mein zyadatar study ke liye jata rehta hu.
To jab main uske ghar jata to directly kundi khol ke main seedhe uske room mein chala jata hu. Jo ki mere liye normal hai. Aur haa doston, ek baat aur, Rohan ki mummy Geeta aunty ko main chachi bolta hu, aur unke baare mein mere mann mein koi galat khayaal nahi the.
Lekin ek din jab main Rohan se milne uske ghar gaya, to maine gate khola, aur normally uske room mein gaya. Maine dekha wo room mein nahi tha. Maine socha ki chachi se jaake pooch lu, ki Rohan kaha tha.
Fir main chachi ke room mein enter hua, to dekha ki unke bed par unki saree, blouse, aur petticoat pade hue the. Sath mein bathroom se paani girne ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Matlab chachi bathroom mein naha rahi thi, aur halke-halke gaana gunguna rahi thi.
“Lag ja gale”, ye wala gaana gaa rahi thi wo. Jab mujhe ye ehsaas hua ki poore ghar mein kewal main aur chachi akele the. Us waqt pehli baar mere mann mein chachi ke baare mein khayaal badal gaye, aur mera dil zor-zor se dhadakne laga. To maine bed se chachi ka blouse uthaya aur soonghne laga.
Usme ek alag si khushbu aa rahi thi. Ek to main poore ghar mein akela tha, aur bathroom mein chachi ke gaana gungunane ki manmohak awaaz, aur uske upar se wo blouse ki madhosh khushbu ne mujhe aur pagal kar diya. Fir main blouse ke nipple waale area ko chaatne laga.
Itne mein bathroom ka door khula, aur chachi baahar nikli, aur unhone mujhe apna blouse chaat-te hue pakad liya. Doston main blouse chaatne mein itna magan ho gaya tha, ki mujhe ehsaas hi nahi raha ki kab bathroom ka paani band ho chuka tha, aur chachi baahar aa gayi thi.
Tabhi chachi zor se chillayi: Vivek, ye kya kar raha hai!?
Tab mere ko hosh aaya, aur maine chachi ko dekha. Doston isse pehle maine unhe kaafi baar saree mein dekha tha. Magar us din pehli baar maine apni mashooka ko bra aur panty mein dekha.
Jab maine unko black bra aur panty mein dekha, to main unko dekhta hi reh gaya, aur mera lund hard hone laga. Tabhi chachi ko is baat ka ehsaas hua, ki wo apne bete ke dost ke saamne kewal bra aur panty mein khadi thi. To wo turant bathroom mein bhaag gayi. Fir unhone mujhe bathroom se awaaz di aur boli-
Chachi: Vivek, mere kapde laa.
Unhone apna hath gate se baahar nikaal diya. Doston, ek to main unko bra aur panty mein dekh kar pagal sa ho gaya tha. Doosra ab chacha se pitne ke darr se mere dimag ne kaam karna band kar diya tha. Mere ko pata tha ki agar isne chacha ko bata diya to beta bahut maar padegi.
Mere dimag mein 2 hi options the. Ek, ya to unse maafi maang lu. Doosra, unko hi apna bana lu, taaki chacha ko pata hi na chale. To us din pehli baar maine unko chodne ka decide kiya taaki unka muh band rahe. Maine fir blouse uthaya, aur gate ki taraf badha. Fir unke hath mein blouse de diya, jo ki unhone pakad liya.
Fir wo boli: Baaki ke kapde bhi de.
Ab maine socha aar ya paar. Dekho agar kuch na kiya to pitna tay tha. To kuch kar hi lo, taaki inka muh band hi rahe. To doston, fir maine aav dekha na taav, turant hi maine unka wo hath pakda, aur ek jhatke mein unko bathroom se baahar kheench liya. Wo ek-dum patang ki tarah baahar khichi chali aayi.
Fir turant maine apne dono hatho se unke dono hath pakde, aur unko wahi gate ke bagal ki deewar se satta diya. Uske baad main unke hontho ko choomne laga. Wo poori taakat laga kar virodh karne lagi, aur unke hath se wo blouse gir gaya.
Chachi: Kya kar raha hai, Vivek? Tu pagal ho gaya hai kya? Chhodh mujhe.
Main uski baaton ko ansuna karte hue uske poore chehre ko hontho se choomne laga, aur wo apna chehra idhar-udhar kar rahi thi.
Chachi: Vivek, chodh mujhe. Kya kar raha hai? Rohan abhi aa jayega, chhodh mujhe.
Doston wo barabar virodh kar rahi thi, aur mujhe aisa naa karne ke liye bol rahi thi. Magar main unko deewar se laga ke barabar unke hontho ko choom raha tha. Beech-beech main hontho ko chhodh ke kabhi unki gardan, kabhi gaal, kabhi shoulder choom leta, to kabhi unke kaan ke neeche jeebh fira leta.
Is beech mein ek baat jo mere liye achi ho rahi thi, wo thi, ki jab bhi main unke kisi hisse ko choomta, to wo ek-dum se sihaar jati aur halki si awaaz nikaal deti. Abhi tak kewal main hi unko choom raha tha, isme unka koi sath nahi tha. Jab main unke hontho ko choomna chhodh kar unka koi aur ang choomta, to wo bolna shuru kar deti.
Chachi: Vivek, kya kar raha hai beta? Mat kar, aah umm aaah. Mat kar aisa beta. Samajh meri baat ko.
Fir turant main wapas se unke hontho ko choosne lagta, to unka muh band ho jata, aur wo chup ho jati.
Iske aage ki kahani, agle part mein. Kahani ki feedback zaroor de.
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