Hello dosto, mera naam Harsh Patil hai, aur main Navi Mumbai se hoon. Aaj main aap sabko apni zindagi ki ek aisi kahani sunane ja raha hoon jo karib chhe mahine pehle ghati thi. Yeh kahani unexpected encounters aur passionate moments ki hai, jo zindagi ko mazedaar banate hain. Jo naye readers hain, unke liye bata doon – meri umar 28 saal hai, main ek reputed IT company mein software engineer hoon. Office ki life bohot hectic rehti hai, deadlines, meetings, aur late nights.
Lekin iske bawajood, main hamesha adventure ki talash mein rehta hoon. College ke dino se hi main aisa hoon – parties, road trips, aur dost yaaron ke saath masti. Mera sabse close dost Avi hai, jiske saath maine engineering ki thi. Hum dono ne saath mein bohot hungama kiya hai – ek baar Goa trip par humne raat bhar beach par party ki thi, aur subah tak soye nahi. Avi ab married hai, aur uski family bohot pyari hai.
Yeh kahani shuru hoti hai Avi ki behen ki shaadi se. Shaadi uske ancestral gaon mein thi, jo Mumbai se kaafi door, pahadi ilake mein tha. Wahan ka mausam thanda aur refreshing hota hai, hari bhari wadiyan aur chhote chhote ghar. Avi ne mujhe phone karke invite kiya, “Yaar Harsh, behen ki shaadi hai, tu jaroor aana. Do din pehle aa ja, maza aayega.” Maine haan kar di, lekin office se sirf limited chhutti mil paati thi, isliye main shaadi ke do din pehle jaane wala tha.
Avi aur uska poora parivar dus din pehle hi nikal gaye, taaki sab arrangements sambhal sakein – pandit, catering, decoration sab. Avi ne mujhse ek special request ki, “Harsh, meri saas Maya aunty akeli aa rahi hain Mumbai se. Unka beta unko bus stand tak chhod dega, lekin tu unke saath bus mein aa ja. Woh safe feel karengi, aur tujhse pehle se jaan pehchaan bhi hai.”
Maya aunty – yeh naam sunte hi mere dil ki dhadkan tez ho jati hai. Unki umar karib 50 saal, lekin dikhti 40 ki lagti hain. Widow hain, unke husband ko cancer se guzre hue paanch saal ho gaye the. Woh apne bete aur bahu ke saath Mumbai mein rehti hain, aur ek NGO mein volunteer karti hain, bachchon ko padhati hain. Figure unka 36-32-38, perfect curves, gori chamdi, lambe kale baal jo khule hone par bohot attractive lagte hain. Aankhein badi badi, aur muskurahat mein ek maturity jo dil ko chhu leti hai. Main unko pehle Avi ki shaadi mein mila tha, karib do saal pehle.
Woh ek shimmering blue saari mein thi, gold earrings ke saath, aur reception mein dance kar rahi thi. Main unki taraf attract ho gaya tha usi waqt – unki grace, confidence, aur woh glow. Lekin tab kuch nahi hua, sirf formal introduction aur hello hi. Uske baad Avi ke ghar par kuch family gatherings mein mili, jaise Diwali party mein unhone mujhe mithai khilayi thi aur boli, “Beta, tumhare jaise ladke aajkal kam hi milte hain.” Thodi thodi baatein hoti thi, lekin main hamesha sochta tha ki kash kuch aur ho.
Ticket book karne se pehle maine aunty ko phone kiya, confirm karne ke liye. “Hello aunty, Harsh bol raha hoon. Avi ne bataya aapko?” Unhone haskar kaha, “Haan beta, thank you. Akeli travel karna thoda uncomfortable lagta hai, lekin tumhare saath hoon to theek hai.” Maine bola, “Aunty, maza aayega. Semi-sleeper luxury bus book kar raha hoon, comfortable rahegi.” Humne thodi der baat ki – unhone poocha mere job ke bare mein, ki kitna stress hota hai. Maine bataya, “Aunty, roz late nights, lekin weekends mein relax karta hoon.” Unhone apni routine share ki, “Beta, NGO mein jaati hoon, bachchon ke saath time guzarta hai to mann khush rehta hai.” Baat khatam hone se pehle maine bola, “Aunty, milne ka intezar rahega.” Woh hasi.
Bus stand par hum mile – raat 8:30 baje. Aunty ne laal rang ki simple saari pehni thi, matching blouse, light makeup, aur unki gori rangat par woh saari chamak rahi thi. Unka beta saath tha, usne mujhe hello bola aur chala gaya. Hum bus mein chadhe, aunty ne window seat li, main bagal mein baith gaya. Bus mein AC chal raha tha, deem lights on, aur halka music. Hamare bagal wali seat par ek young couple baitha – ladka jeans t-shirt mein, ladki salwar suit mein, lag raha tha naye shaadi shuda. Woh dono ek doosre se satkar baith gaye the, ladka ladki ke kandhe par haath rakhe hue.
Bus chalne lagi, aur hum baatein shuru ki. Aunty ne poocha, “Beta, tumhari girlfriend hai koi?” Maine hanskar bola, “Nahi aunty, abhi tak nahi mili sahi wali. Aap jaise koi ho to baat ban jaye.” Woh muskurayi, “Tum to flirt ho.” Maine notice kiya aunty baar baar bagal wali seat ki taraf dekh rahi thi. Mainne bhi dekha – woh couple ab close ho gaye the, ladka ladki ke gaal par kiss kar raha tha dheere se, aur haath uski kamar par. Lights dim hone ki wajah se mood romantic ban gaya tha. Aunty ne mujhe dekha aur mand mand hasi. Main bola, “Kya zamana aa gaya hai aunty, log bus mein hi shuru ho jate hain.”
Aunty: “Haan beta, aajkal ke log bold hain. Shayad abhi shaadi hui hogi, utaavle hain.” Unki awaaz mein ek curiosity thi.
Main: “Waise aunty, aapki shaadi ke time aisa romance tha uncle ke saath? Bus trips par?”
Aunty ne thoda sochkar kaha, “Beta, hamare zamane mein sharm zyada hoti thi. Uncle to business mein busy rehte the, romance kam hi hota tha. Trips par bhi sirf baatein, zyada kuch nahi. Aur ab to woh chale gaye…” Unki aankhein thodi nam ho gayi.
Maine dil se afsos kiya, unka haath pakad liya aur unki jaangh par rakh kar dheere se sahlaya. “Sorry aunty, maine dil dukhaya. Aap strong ho, admire karta hoon.”
Aunty: “Nahi beta, theek hai. Zindagi mein akelapan to aata hai, lekin adjust kar leti hoon.”
Main boldly bola, “Agar bura na maane to ek baat kahoon – agar aap meri wife hoti, to main roz aapke saath romance karta. Aap itni khoobsurat aur mature ho.”
Aunty ne meri taraf dekha, unki aankhein chamki. “Tum young ho, tumhe young ladkiyan pasand aayengi. Main kyun?”
Main: “Sach kahoon aunty? Jab se aapko Avi ki shaadi mein dekha, tab se deewana hoon. Aapki personality, beauty – sab kuch attract karta hai.”
Aur maine unke haath ko dheere se choom liya. Woh sharma gayi, lekin haath nahi hataya. Thodi der chup rahi, fir boli, “Tumhare jaise ladke milte to zindagi alag hoti.”
Bus khana khane ke liye ek dhaba par ruki, raat 11 baje. Hum utre, thandi hawa mein walk ki. Aunty ne veg thali order ki – roti, sabzi, daal. Maine chicken biryani li. Baith kar khaate hue baatein ki – aunty ne bataya apne pati ke bare mein, ki woh kitne hardworking the, lekin emotional connect kam tha. Maine bola, “Aunty, aap deserve karti ho khushi. Abhi bhi time hai naye experiences ke liye.” Woh hasi, “Beta, umar ho gayi hai.” Maine kaha, “Umar sirf number hai.”
Wapas bus mein aaye, lights off ho gayi. Sab so rahe the, sirf highway ki lights andar aa rahi thi. Main aunty ke karib sarka, unka haath pakda. Woh apna sir mere kandhe par rakh di. “Sach mein main achhi lagti hoon tumhe?” unhone dheere se poocha.
Main: “Haan aunty, agar umar ka farak na hota, to shaadi kar leta.”
Maine unke sir par kiss kiya, fir gaal par. Aunty ne poocha, “Aur kya karte mere saath, agar wife hoti?”
Main samajh gaya mood ban raha hai. Unka chehra uthaya, aankhon mein dekha, aur lips par dheere se kiss kiya. Woh bhi respond ki, kiss deep hui. Tongues mili, haath idhar udhar. Maine ek haath blouse par rakha, boobs ko dheere dabaya – woh soft aur warm the. Aunty moan kar rahi thi dheere se, “Oh Harsh…” Hum kapdon ke upar se ek doosre ko sehla rahe the. Maine saree uthayi, haath panty ke andar daala, chut ke dane ko ragda. Woh geeli ho gayi thi, fingers andar bahar karne laga. Aunty ne meri pant ki zip kholi, lund bahar nikala, hilane lagi – tight grip. Kuch der baad woh zad gayi, haath se muh dabaya taaki awaaz na aaye. Maine bhi control kiya.
Aunty: “Aaj ke liye bas, beta. Baad mein dekhenge.”
Main: “Haan aunty, do teen din hain abhi.”
Hum so gaye, subah 6 baje gaon pahunche. Avi aur uska parivar bus stand par welcome karne aaye the. Avi ne mujhe hug kiya, “Thanks yaar, aunty ko safe laaya.” Aunty ko gale lagaya, “Mummy, aap theek ho?” Gaon ka ghar bada tha, courtyard wala, mehmanon se bhara. Mujhe guest room mila Avi ke saath, aunty ko alag room. Subah breakfast kiya – poha, chai. Family intro hui – Avi ki behen, uska hone wala husband, chacha chachi sab. Main sabse mila, hasi mazaak chala.
Din bhar taiyyariyan mein madad ki – mandap sajaya, lights lagayi, flowers arrange kiye. Aunty kitchen mein thi, Avi ki wife ke saath khana bana rahi thi. Kabhi kabhi nazrein milti, woh muskurati, main bhi. Ek baar main kitchen mein pani lene gaya, aunty ne dheere se bola, “Kal raat mazaa aaya.” Maine wink kiya.
Dopahar ko Avi ki wife ne kaha, “Harsh, mummy ko market le jao. Kuch shopping karni hai, saman shaadi ke liye. Market 20 km door hai, Avi ke bhai ki bike le lo, shaam tak aa jana.” Main khush ho gaya, bike li – black Pulsar. Aunty pichhe baithi, haath meri kamar par rakhe, boobs meri peeth se touch. Rasta pahadi, hawa tez, jungle jaisa sunsaan area. Brake lagate waqt woh aur sat jati. Maine poocha, “Aunty, comfortable?” Woh boli, “Haan, lekin tumhare touch se garam ho rahi hoon.”
Market pahunche – chhoti si bazaar, dukaanein bhari. Aunty ne kuch cosmetics liye – lipstick, cream. Maine unke liye ek silver necklace gift ki, unhone pehen li. Fun moments hue – ek dukaan par bargaining ki, hasi. Lunch kiya – local restaurant mein paneer masala aur naan, baatein ki future ke bare mein. Time 3 baje, ek decent hotel dikha – “Hill View Lodge”, AC rooms.
Maine aunty ko dekha, “Chalein?” Woh muskurayi, “Haan, kal ka adhura kaam pura karo.”
Room book kiya – simple, clean, double bed, window se pahad dikh rahe the. Door band karte hi maine aunty ko bahon mein bhar liya, passionately kiss kiya. Pichhe se pakda, gardan choomi, saree ke upar se gand dabayi. Dheere dheere blouse ke hooks khole, bra nikaali. Boobs bahar aaye – pink nipples, firm. Maine choosa, bite kiya dheere. Aunty moan: “Oh Harsh, kitna acha lag raha.” Unhone saree utari, petticoat nikaala, panty bhi. Main nanga hua, unko bed par litaya. Upar chadh gaya, boobs se le kar navel tak kiss kiya, jaanghon ko chooma. Chut tak pahuncha, jeebh se dane ko cheda, choosa. Fingers andar, 15-20 minute baad woh zor se zad gayi, “Ahhh…”
Aunty: “Beta, bina chudai ke hi itna sukh. Pehle kabhi nahi mila.”
Fir unhone mera lund pakda, sehlaya, choosa – deep, wet. Main: “Aunty, expert ho aap… ummm.”
Zadne se pehle woh uthi, lund par chut ragdi, andar daala, cowgirl position mein upar neeche hone lagi. Main boobs dabata, nipples pinch karta. Fir main upar aaya, missionary mein choda – deep, slow thrusts. Aunty: “Harsh, tumhara lund lajawab hai, kitna mota.” Main: “Aapki chut tight hai, mazaa aa raha.” 20-25 minute baad hum saath zad gaye, paani nikal gaya.
Thodi der let kar baatein ki – aunty ne bola, “Koi guilt nahi, yeh hamara secret hai.” Main: “Haan, excitement hai.”
Kapde pehne, ghar aaye shaam ko. Agle dino shaadi ki rasmein – mehendi, sangeet. Hum secret glances dete. Ek raat terrace par mile, quick kiss aur petting. Dusre din store room mein – aunty ne blowjob diya, maine unko fingered.
Shaadi successfully hui, sab khush. Wapas aate waqt aunty ne bola, “Yeh yaadgaar rahega.” Yeh thi meri aur Maya aunty ki unexpected romantic mulakat, jo zindagi ko naye rang deti hai.
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