Sonam ka boyfriend Ajay mummy Amrita ke kamar-kas badan aur gore rang par fida. Holi ke rangon mein chipke hue Ajay ne Amrita ko garam chumban aur josh bhari chudai di, Sonam chupke se dekhkar tadap uthi.
Hello dostoon, mera naam Sonam hai. Main abhi 24 saal ki hoon, aur Mumbai ki rehne wali hoon. Meri zindagi mein sab kuch normal tha – college, doston ke saath hangout, aur ghar par apni family ke saath waqt bitana. Par yeh kahani us waqt se shuru hoti hai jab meri zindagi mein ek aisa mod aaya, jo sab kuch badal gaya. Main apni mummy ki tarah gori aur chikni hoon, lekin main thodi patli dubli si hoon. Meri mummy ka naam Amrita hai, aur unki umar 44 saal hai. Lekin dekhne mein woh bilkul meri badi behen lagti hain. Yeh main nahi kehti, log khud kehte hain. Mummy ka kasa hua badan, unka figure 34-30-36 ka, kisi ko bhi mohit kar leta hai. Unke chehre par hamesha ek muskurahat rehti hai, aur unki aankhen itni gehri hain ki koi bhi unmein dub jaye.
Mere papa Mumbai mein business karte hain, lekin woh mahinon tak ghar se bahar rehte hain. Kabhi meetings, kabhi trips – unka kaam hi aisa hai. Ghar mein sirf main, mera chota bhai Rohan, jo abhi 18 saal ka hai, aur mummy rehte hain. Rohan school mein busy rehta hai, doston ke saath khelta hai, aur main apne boyfriend Ajay ke saath time spend karti hoon. Ajay 26 saal ka hai, handsome, aur thoda naughty type ka ladka. Hum dono ki relationship karib ek saal se chal rahi hai, aur woh mujhe bahut pyaar karta hai. Par us din jo hua, usne sab kuch ulat-pulat kar diya.
Yeh sab tab shuru hua jab Ajay ne mujhe aur mummy ko bazaar mein dekha. Hum dono shopping kar rahe the – mummy ko nayi saree chahiye thi, aur main unke saath thi. Bazaar mein bheed thi, rang-birangi dukaanein, aur logon ki awaazein. Mummy ne ek laal saree pehni thi, jo unke gore badan par bilkul jach rahi thi. Unke baal khule the, aur woh muskurate hue sellers se baat kar rahi thi. Main unke peeche thi, apne phone par scroll kar rahi thi. Tabhi Ajay wahan se guzar raha tha, aur usne hum dono ko dekha.
Raat ko, jab hum phone par baat kar rahe the, Ajay ne mujhse poocha, “Yaar Sonam, tumne kabhi bataya nahi ki tumhari koi badi behen bhi hai.” Main hairaan ho gayi. “Tumse kisne kaha ki meri koi badi behen hai?” Maine poocha. Ajay hans kar bola, “Yaar, maine khud aaj bazaar mein dekha tha tumhe uske saath. Woh itni young aur hot lag rahi thi, bilkul tumhari tarah.” Main samajh gayi ki woh mummy ke baare mein baat kar raha tha. Main hasi, “Yaar, woh meri mummy thi.” Ajay chup ho gaya ek pal ke liye, phir bola, “Kya baat kar rahi ho Sonam? Sach mein? Woh tumhari maa thi? Yaar, fir toh bahut hot hain aunty. Uncle toh kismat wale nikle.”
Maine use daanta, “Kuch bhi mat bolo Ajay. Meri maa hain woh, sharm nahi aati tumhe?” Par Ajay kahan rukne wala tha. Woh bola, “Isme sharm ki kya baat hai Sonam? Tumhari maa sach mein hot hain. Unka figure, unka chehra – waah! Uncle ko toh maza aa jata hoga raat ko. Tumne kabhi un logon ko dekha hai ya nahi?” Main sharma gayi, “Kya bakwas kar rahe ho yaar?” Par Ajay zid karne laga, “Sonam, ab sharmna chhodo aur batao to sahi.” Maine socha, bata deti hoon, shayad woh chup ho jaye. “Ek baar dekhi thi,” maine kaha. “Tab mummy-papa dono nange the. Mummy jhuki hui thi, aur papa peeche se kar rahe the. Bas itna hi dekha tha maine, phir bhag gayi.”
Ajay excited ho gaya, “Waah yaar, sun kar hi mera land josh mein aane laga. Mujhe bhi ek baar aunty ki dilva do yaar.” Main gusse se boli, “Chi yaar! Kitne gande ho tum. Woh mummy hain meri.” Par Ajay hans kar bola, “To kya hua? Unhe bhi to yeh pasand hoga. Tum bas milvao to ek baar.” Maine socha, yeh mazak kar raha hai, par woh serious lag raha tha. “Accha theek hai,” maine kaha. “Kal ghar pe aana, aur mummy se mil lena.” Ajay bola, “Aise nahi, tumhe khud unse mera parichay karana hoga.” Maine haan kar di, aur phone rakh diya. Raat bhar main sochti rahi – mummy ko kaise bataun? Kya woh Ajay ko pasand karengi? Aur yeh sab kyun ho raha hai?
Dusre din subah, maine mummy se baat ki. Kitchen mein woh chai bana rahi thi. Unki nighty unke badan se chipki hui thi, aur unke baal bun mein bandhe the. “Mummy,” maine kaha, “Mera ek dost hai, Ajay. Woh aapse milna chahta hai.” Mummy ne muskurate hue poocha, “Kyun beta? Koi khaas baat?” Maine jhoot bola, “Bas aapki tareef suni hai usne, aur milna chahta hai.” Mummy hasi, “Theek hai, ghar pe bula lo. Yahan pe mil lenge.” Mujhe shanti mili. Mummy normal react kar rahi thi, jaise koi badi baat nahi.
Shaam ko, jab Rohan khelne gaya tha, maine Ajay ko bulaya. Woh aaya, smartly dressed – jeans aur shirt mein. Aate hi usne mummy par impression jamana shuru kar diya. “Aunty, aap bilkul Sonam ki behen lagti hain,” usne kaha. Mummy hasi, “Beta, tum bhi to handsome ho.” Ajay mummy ki tareef karne laga – unki cooking, unki smile, sab kuch. Saath hi, woh mummy ke kaam mein madad karne laga, jaise vegetables katna ya plates arrange karna. Mummy bhi uske saath baatein kar rahi thi, jaise dono purane dost hon. Tabhi mummy ne poocha, “Accha Ajay beta, Sonam keh rahi thi tumhe mujhse kuch kehna tha?” Ajay bola, “Haan aunty, woh main soch raha tha ki is baar ki Holi aapke saath khelun. Mera matlab hai, aap sab ke saath – Sonam aur aapke saath.” Mummy hasne lagi, “Yeh to achchi baat hai beta. Is Holi hum sab mil kar khelenge.”
Ajay khush ho gaya, aur jaate-jaate mujhe aankh maari. Do din baad Holi thi, aur Ajay excited tha. Main soch rahi thi, yeh sab kya ho raha hai? Par andar se mujhe bhi thrill feel ho raha tha. Holi ke din subah se hi ghar mein mahaul bana hua tha. Mummy malpue bana rahi thi kitchen mein. Unhone white saree pehni thi, jo Holi ke rangon ke liye perfect thi. Unke baal khule the, aur woh gaate hue kaam kar rahi thi. Rohan aur main ek dusre ko tang kar rahe the, rang laga rahe the. Tabhi Ajay aa gaya. Rohan ne use rang lagana chaha, par Ajay ne use rok diya, “Nahi bhai, pehle aunty ko.” Woh seedha kitchen mein gaya.
Ajay ne mummy ke gaalon par rang malte hue bola, “Happy Holi aunty!” Mummy ne bhi uske gaalon par rang lagaya, “Happy Holi beta.” Ajay mummy se chipak gaya, unke kamar par haath rakha. “Aunty, aaj main aapke liye aaya hoon. Chaliye Holi khelen.” Mummy sharma gayi, “Beta, tum log khelo. Main kahan ab tum logon ke saath khelungi?” Par Ajay ne mummy ko apni baahon mein jakad liya, itna tight ki mummy ki aah nikal gayi. “Aunty, aapko humare saath khelna hoga. Vaise bhi uncle nahi hain, to main hi aapko rang deta hoon.” Mummy ne uske gaalon ko kheenchte hue bola, “Accha, to thoda ruk jao. Fir jee bhar ke mujhe rang lena.”
Ajay ne mujhe ishara kiya ki Rohan ko bahar rakho. Maine Rohan ko rang lagaya, woh chid gaya aur mere peeche dauda. Main bahar bhagi, aur wahan uske dost aa gaye. Unhone Rohan ko apne saath le liya, khelne ke liye. Main wapas ghar aayi, aur chupke se dekhne lagi. Living room mein mummy aur Ajay the. Ajay mummy ko rang laga raha tha – pehle gaalon par, phir gardan par, phir unke haathon par. Mummy has rahi thi, “Ajay, bas karo.” Par Ajay ruk nahi raha tha. Woh mummy ke badan ko ragad raha tha, unke blouse ke upar se. Mummy ki saansein tez ho gayi, “Sssss… ahhhh… Ajay… ooooh… hhhhh…”
Mummy boli, “Ajay, ab mujhe jaane do. Agar bacche aa gaye aur dekh liya to kya sochenge?” Ajay bola, “Aunty, aap bas maze lo. Aaj koi nahi aayega. Sonam ne hi humein yeh mauka diya hai.” Mummy hairaan ho gayi, “Sonam? Yeh sab usne plan kiya?” Par Ajay ne unhe chup kara diya, unke mamme dabane laga. Mummy ki aawaz nikal gayi, “Uuuufff… ah ah… Ajay please, aise mat karo. Yeh sab accha nahi lagta.” Ajay bola, “Aap bas maze lo aunty. Main jaanta hoon aap bhi yahi chahti hain, bas dar rahi hain.” Mummy ne kaha, “Kisi ko pata chal gaya to badnaami hogi beta, chhod do mujhe.”
Par Ajay kahan manne wala tha. Usne mummy ko gol ghumaya, unki saree khol di. Saree gir gayi, aur mummy sirf petticoat aur blouse mein thi. Unka gora badan chamak raha tha rangon se. Ajay ne unhe baahon mein uthaya, aur sofe par lita diya. Mummy rokna chahti thi, par unka badan respond kar raha tha. Ajay unke badan ko choomne laga – gardan se shuru kar ke, phir seene par, phir pet par. Mummy ki saansein aur tez ho gayi, “Ahhhh… Ajay… nahi…” Par Ajay ne unka petticoat upar kiya, aur unki chut par haath rakha. Mummy ki chut geeli ho chuki thi. Ajay ne apna pant khola, aur apna land bahar nikala. Woh bada aur tight tha.
Ajay ne mummy ko lita kar, apna land unki chut mein daala. Mummy ki cheekh nikal gayi, “Aaaahhhh…” Ajay aaram se andar-bahar karne laga. Mummy ki madak siskariyan nikal rahi thi, “Ooooh… Ajay… dheere…” Ajay ne speed badha di, mummy ke boobs dabate hue. Phir usne position badli – mummy ko ghodi banaya. Peeche se land daala, aur jor-jor se pelne laga. Mummy ke boobs hil rahe the, woh apne haathon se unhe masal rahi thi. “Aaaaahh… Ajay… chod mujhe… faad de meri chut ko… uuuhhh… aahh…” Ajay kutte ki tarah pel raha tha, unke hips pakad kar. Main yeh sab dekh rahi thi, chupke se. Meri chut geeli ho gayi, maine apni frock ke neeche haath daala, aur sahlaane lagi.
Chudai lambi chali – karib 20 minute. Dono tez saansein le rahe the, pasine se bhige hue. Aakhir mein, dono ne ek tez cheek ke saath jhad gaye. Ajay mummy ke andar hi jhad gaya. Phir dono ek dusre ke honthon ko choosne lage. Ajay khush tha, “Aunty, yeh toh amazing tha.” Mummy sharma gayi, par muskurai. Fir dono ne kapde pehne. Mummy bathroom mein saaf hone gayi. Ajay ne mujhe dekha, aur diwar se sata kar choomne laga. Main bhi garam thi, uska land sahlaane lagi. Usne mera frock upar kiya, aur khade-khade hi meri chut mein land daal diya. Main itni excited thi ki jaldi hi paani nikal gaya. Ajay ne mujhe kuch der choda, phir jhad kar chala gaya.
Mummy naha kar bahar aayi, aur apne kamre mein chali gayi. Main bhi nahaane gayi. Bathroom mein, aaj ki ghatna yaad kar ke meri chut shant nahi hui. Maine baith kar sahlaana shuru kiya, apni ungli daal kar. Mummy ki siskariyan, Ajay ka land – sab yaad aa raha tha. Us din ke baad, ghar ka mahaul badal gaya. Ajay aksar aata, mummy se milta, aur kabhi-kabhi chupke se unke saath time spend karta. Main dekh kar excited hoti, aur apni zindagi mein naye thrills feel karti. Yeh kahani sirf shuruaat thi, par usne mujhe sikha diya ki zindagi mein kabhi-kabhi forbidden cheezein hi sabse mazedar hoti hain.
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