Ye kahani aaj se 3 saal pehle ki hai. Tab main Chandigarh mein B.Tech kar raha tha. Main Chandigarh daily up-down karta tha. Tab hamare ghar ke paas mein Mumbai se ek aunty rehne aayi thi. Uski family mein uska pati aur beta tha. Aunty ka pati transport ka kaam karta tha, isliye mostly ghar se baahar hi rehta tha. Aunty ki age 40 ke kareeb thi, aur aunty ke husband ki age 45 thi. Unke ladke ki age 19 saal thi. Wo bhi college mein jaane laga tha.
Aunty ka name Bharti tha. Uska figure 36-32-36 tha. Skin ka color gora tha, aur height itni zyada nahi thi. Aunty ki gaand bahut badi thi, aur ubhri hui thi. Jab bhi wo baahar market aati, sabhi log uski ubhri hui gaand ko dekhte, aur apne lund ko masalte the. Wo sab bolte the-
Log: Kash iski gaand maarne ko mil jaye, to maza hi aa jaye. Bas ek mauka mil jaye.
Wo zyadatar lower aur suit hi pehanti hai. Aunty wahan ke bachhon ko tuition deti thi ghar pe hi. Jab bhi wo baahar aati, to main usko dekhta rehta. Main sochta ki kash ye aunty patt jaye aur iski chut maar kar chut ki garmi ka maza lun. Ek baar main facebook chala raha tha. Tabhi wahan mujhe aunty ki Id mili. Id pe uski photo lagi hui thi.
Maine dekhte hi un aunty ko friend request send kar di. Kuch din baad main facebook chala raha tha. Tabhi mujhe ek notification aayi. Maine dekha ke meri request accept kar li thi Bharti aunty ne. Maine jhat se hello ka message kar diya.
Kareeb ek-do ghante baad usne mujhe reply kiya. Unka reply dekh kar meri khushi ka thikana hi nahi raha. Main bhi fir uske sath chatting karne lag gaya. Hamari baatein hone lagi.
Maine apne baare mein ye nahi bataya ki main usko jaanta tha. Main anjaan ban ke baatein karne lag gaya, jaise maine usko kabhi dekha hi nahi ho, aur naa jaanta hu. Wo bhi mere sath kaafi friendly baatein karne lag gayi thi. Maine uske husband ke baare mein poocha to wo boli-
Aunty: Mere husband transport ka kaam karte hai, aur month mein ek baar hi aate hai ghar par.
Maine poocha: Wo itni der aapse door rehte hai. Aapko yaad nahi aati kya apne husband ki?
Ispe wo boli: Yaad to aati hai. But kya kar sakte hai? Kaam bhi to karna hai.
But aunty ka husband jab bhi ghar wapas aata tha, to kaafi drink karta tha, aur ladayi bhi karta tha ghar mein. Aise hi hamari baatein hone lagi. Fir maine ek din aunty ka number maang liya.
Wo mujhe boli: Mere number ka kya karoge?
Main unko bola: Aapki sweet si awaaz sun liya karunga, aur chat bhi whatsapp pe ho jayegi.
Thodi der baad usne mujhe apna number de diya. Ab hum dono ki call pe bhi baat hone lagi, aur hum chat bhi whatsapp pe karte the. But kabhi bhi sex ke baare mein baat nahi hui thi hum dono ki. Aunty ne kabhi mujhe real mein nahi dekha tha, bas meri photos dekhi thi. Kyunki hum kabhi mile nahi the ek-doosre se.
Fir Saturday ka din aaya. Mujhe Saturday ko chutti hoti thi, to main ghar pe hi tha. Maine aunty ko call kiya to aunty ne call utha liya.
Main: Kaise ho aap?
Bharti: Main theek hu. Aap batao kaise ho? Aaj ghar pe hi ho kya?
Main: Haa aaj main ghar pe hi hu. Aapko dekhne ko bahut dil kar raha hai.
Bharti: Acha ji?
Main: Aapke ghar ki taraf aau main? Mujhe aapko dekhna hai.
Bharti: Jaldi aa jao, main gate pe khadi hu.
Maine fir jaldi se apni bike uthayi, aur uske ghar ki taraf nikal pada. Bahut excited tha main. Jab main uske ghar ke saamne pahuncha, to aunty ghar ke baahar khadi thi. Hamne ek-doosre ko dekh kar smile ki. Fir main ghar aa gaya. Thodi der baad mujhe call kiya bharti ne.
Bharti: Aaj dekh hi liya ek-doosre ko hamne.
Main: Aapke darshan karke to dil khush ho gaya hai. Aap to bahut beautiful ho, aur bahut hot bhi ho.
Bharti: Ab main kahan hot hu? Main to buddhi ho gayi hu.
Main: Arre aap bahut hot and sexy ho. Agar main aapka husband hota to main kabhi bhi na jata akele chhod ke aapko. Hamesha aapke paas rehta, aur hamesha aapko pyar hi karta rehta.
Fir wo boli: Mere husband to meri bilkul bhi kadar nahi karte, na ab mujhe pyar karte hai.
Maine tabhi bola: Main aapki bahut care karunga yaar, aap tension kyun le rahe ho?
Fir wo mujhse baatein karti rahi.
Maine thodi der baad bola: Mujhe bazaar jana hai, aur kuch samaan leke aana hai wahan se. Main baad mein baat karta hu aapse.
Fir usne bhi ok kaha, aur fir hamne call cut kar diya. 2 hours baad mujhe call aaya aunty ka.
Bharti: Hello, aap kahan ho?
Main: Abhi ghar aaya hu, kyun kya hua?
Bharti: Mere ghar aa sakte ho, kuch kaam hai aapse. Kuch zaroori baat bhi karni hai.
Thoda sochne ke baad main aunty ko bola-
Main: Ok main aata hu 10 minute tak.
But main mann hi mann mein darr raha tha kahin koi ghar pe hua uske to? Uska mujhe apne ghar mein bulana koi chaal hi na ho. 10 minute ho gaye the, but main uske ghar nahi gaya tha abhi tak. Fir uski dobara call aayi, aur wo boli-
Bharti: Kahan reh gaye? Aaye nahi mere ghar abhi tak?
Ab maine usko kya jawab diya, aur main uske ghar gaya ya nahi, ye aapko is Aunty Sex Story ke agle part mein pata chalega. Kahani ki feedback zaroor de.
Agla bhaag padhe:- Mumbai Wali Aunty-2