Adultery sexy mummy ka doodh / dudh naye pati ne piya

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Part 7

Subah ka ek aur sundar din tha, lekin aaj mummy aur Mukesh uncle der tak so rahe the kyunki uncle apni nayi 'wife' se raat bhar nahi thake tha—woh poori raat bhar mummy ko chum rahe the. Subah bhi uncle mummy ko apne mazboot baahon mein jakde hue pakde hue the, jaise koi chhoti ladki apne teddy bear ko neend mein dabaye hue hoti hai. Mummy ki neend khuli, woh abhi bhi bilkul thaki hui mehsoos kar rahi thi, pichali raat ke saere smooches aur chumma-chati se unka jism 2-3 baje tak use hota raha tha uncle ki saari urges aur needs ko shaant karne ke liye. ab uncle 'daddy' ban gaye the mere liye. Mummy sochne lagi, unki memory thodi blurry thi, raat ki bohot si baatein yaad nahi aa rahi thi—kuch zyada nahi hua tha actually, bas kisses, tight hugs aur wild smooches hi toh the. Mummy ne dheere se uncle ki dono baahon se khud ko alag karne ki koshish ki, uthna mushkil tha lekin woh bed pe baith gayi, uski spine mein halka sa dard ho raha tha jaise Mukesh uncle ne zor se dabaya ho.

Mummy ne nange Mukesh uncle ko dekha, woh zyada muscular lag rahe the, unke chehre pe poori satisfaction nazar aa rahi thi jaise saari raat ka maza mil gaya ho. Mummy ne unke haathon ko dekha—unke hath rough aur mazboot the, bilkul tight grip wale. Uncle ki body se mummy ki khushboo aa rahi thi aur mummy ki body se unki—jaise dono ek dusre mein ghul gaye hon. Phir mummy ne khud ko dekha mirror mein, unka blouse kandhon se neeche sarak gaya tha, mummy ko yaad aaya ki uncle ne raat mein unka blouse kiss aur bite karne ke liye neeche kiya tha.


Mummy ke deep cleavage pe laal laal lovebites saaf dikh rahe the, tight blouse ka top button loose ho gaya tha pressure se. Mummy ne notice kiya, aur dono taraf blouse pe doodh ke bohot saare sukhe dag the—woh uncle ki nangi chhati aur mazboot baahon ke muscles se tight squeeze hone ki wajah se bane the. Mummy ne jaldi se blouse kandhon pe upar kheencha, apne adhe expose hue milky chuchiyo ko chhupaya, phir ek towel uthaya aur bathroom ki taraf chali gayi. Kuch der baad uncle jaag gaye aur nange chest hi balcony ki taraf chale gaye.

Mummy ne nahane ke baad bathroom ka darwaza thoda sa khola, dekha uncle kahan hai—jab dikha ki woh nahi hai, tab poora darwaza khol kar bahar aayi, abhi bhi wahi blouse aur petticoat mein. Darwaza band kiya aur naya blouse pehane lagi, laal saree pahen li—nahane ke baad woh chamak rahi thi poori tarah, baal ponchhne ke baad mummy kitchen ki taraf badhi. Uncle balcony mein khade the. Mummy ne hum charon ke liye nashta banaya—parathe, garam doodh aur anda. Uncle bedroom mein wapas aa gaye aur mummy ke aane ka intezaar karne lage. 30 minute baad mummy bedroom ki taraf aayi humein jagane, lekin uncle wait karte karte bore ho gaye toh woh kitchen ki taraf dekhne chala gaye.

Jaise hi Mukesh uncle ne mummy ko aate dekha, unhone raaste mein hi mummy ko pakad liya aur diwar se sata diya.


Uncle ne mummy ke sujh gaye kissable honthon ko apne honthon mein poora ghusa liya, jaise koi bhookhe sher ho. Mummy ka reaction—usne jaldi se haath uncle ki chhati pe rakh diya is sudden attack se, lekin kuch hi palo mein woh uncle ka saath dene lagi. Mummy kiss se moan kar rahi thi, "Umm... aah," uske honthon pe lipstick lagi thi aur uncle use chus chus kar nikal rahe the. Kuch minute baad mummy ne alag kiya, saans lete hue boli, "Kya kar rahe ho Mukesh? Itni subah subah..." Uncle ne mummy ki kamar ko mazboot pakda aur mummy ko kareeb kheencha aur gale pe kiss karne lage, mummy ne aur zor se moan kiya, "Aahh... Mukesh ji, dhire..." mummy ki peeth pe ek arch ban gaya, boobs uncle ki chhati se poore dab gaye. Kuch minute baad mummy ne fir alag kiya, sharma kar boli, "Kitna karoge Mukesh, abhi subah ho gayi hai, raat ko toh kitna pareshan kiya tha mujhe—thoda rest toh do na." Uncle muskuraye aur bole, "Tumse toh man hi nahi bharta Ananya, bilkul jaise nasha ho gaya ho jaya ho tumhara. Theek hai jaan, abhi jao bacchon ke paas." Mummy humare bedroom ki taraf badhi, uncle ne peeche se mummy ki ass pe halka sa thappad maara aur naughty smile diya. Mummy peeche mud kar unki aankhon mein dekhi, sharm se muskurayi aur darwaze ke andar gayab ho gayi.

Mummy ne humein jagaya, "Sonu, Adi beta, utho na... fresh ho jao aur nashte ke liye aa jao." Hum bathroom gaye ek ek karke, mummy Ishaan ko sambhal rahi thi. Adi aur main dining table pe baith gaye. Uncle newspaper padh rahe the. Humne bola, "Good morning uncle/papa!" Uncle ne muskurate hue reply diya, "Good morning mere baccho, kaisi neend aayi?" Mummy Ishaan ko lekar aayi aur uncle ko de di, god mein rakhne ko, boli, "Lo Mukesh, thoda sambhalo ise... main nashta lekar laati hoon." Mummy kitchen gayi aur garam parathe, anda aur doodh le aayi sabke liye.

Nashta karte hue maine mummy se poocha, "Mummy, yeh tumhare pet pe aur dudh ke upar wala laal nishan kya hai?" Mummy ne uncle ki taraf dekha, woh bhi mummy ko hi deke rahe the. Mummy sharma ke boli, "beta, yeh kisi keede ne kaat liya tha... fikar mat karo Sonu, theek ho jayega." Uncle ka chehra thoda kharab ho gaya 'keeda' sun kar, jaise irritate hue hon. Mummy ne unki taraf dekha aur halki si muskurahat di. Nashta khatam hone ke baad mummy humein bedroom le gayi college ke liye ready karne. Bedroom mein Adi aur main pants mein the, mummy jhuk kar humare college shirts ke buttons band kar rahi thi—uski saree thodi neeche sarak gayi, gori kamar aur navel expose ho gaya tension build karte hue. Mujhe aur adi ko mummy ke dono dudu dikh rahe the. Adi mummy ka ek chucha chune laga ek hath se. mummy unko smile karte hue dekh rahi thi. Tabhi uncle peeche se aaye, mummy ko dekhte hue unke mann mein naughty khayal aaya. Unhone dono haathon se mummy ki kamar mazboot pakdi, mummy peeche mud kar dekhi—uncle the. Uncle ne apne crotch se mummy ki wide ass pe ek bada sa jhatka diya. Mummy bed pe gir padi, zor se moan kiya, "Aaaahhhh... Mukesh!"

Ready hone ke baad uncle bhi office ke liye tayyar hue. Uncle ne mummy se bola, "Aaj shaam ko tailor launga, tumhare saare blouses stitch karwa dunga—tight fitting wale." Mummy ne sharma kar ke boli, "Theek hai husband... jaise tum chaho." Adi aur main uncle ki car mein wait kar rahe the. Aur ander uncle mummy ko diwar se sata kar honth chus rahe the. Uncle ne ek hath mummy ke dudh pe Rakha lekin mummy ne hath hata diya. Phir main gate pe mummy ne ghunghat kiya, jhuk kar uncle ke paaon chhuye aur boli, "Goodbye Mukesh ji... office mein khayal rakhna, safe drive karna." Uncle ne muskurate hue uske gaal pe halka sa touch kiya, "Haan jaan, tum bhi ghar sambhalo... shaam ko milte hain."

Uncle ne humein college drop kiya aur office chale gaye. Mummy ne ghar saaf kiya, phir uncle ke ghar bhi gayi wahan saaf-safai karne—saree ki kamar thodi khuli hui thi jhukte-jhukte, gori pet aur navel chamak raha tha. Dopahar mein thak kar rest karne aa gai bedroom mein, soch rahi thi subah uncle ne bed pe kaise dhakka diya tha—dil dhadak gaya tha. 2:30 baje scooty pe mummy college gayi aur 3:10 baje humein le aayi. Scooty pe maine mummy ka pet ko jor se pakda hua tha. Saree navel ke neeche bandhi hui thi, exposing kamar. Ghar me hame mummy ne snacks diya, hum bedroom gaye kapde badalne. Woh bhi aayi, mummy aaj darwaza lock karna bhool gayi. Humne bola, "Mummy, blouse utaaro... dudu dikho." Mummy ne ek ek karke blouse utaari aur table pe rakha—dudu bounce karte hue bahar aaye, heavy aur full. Woh bed pe let gayi, "Chalo beta, aa jao mere paas... pehle glass mein doodh pilati hoon." Mummy ke poore jism pe laal nishaan the—navel se sir tak—lekin pehle humein glass mein doodh nichora, chup-chup ki awaaz aayi.

Aaj mummy itni thak gayi thi ki hume cuddle karte hi so gayi. Woh side ways leti thi, Adi ka chehra mummy ke dono boobs ke beech gehra dabba hua tha aur main mummy ke upar tha. 4 baje uncle aaye, darwaza khula hua tha isiliye wo dheere se andar aa gaye. Unhone dekha ki mummy so rahi thi—upar se poori nangi, sirf saree neeche thi lekin blouse aur bra nahi tha. Uncle ne dekha main mummy ke upar tha aur Adi saamne, mummy ke dono haath Adi pe lapet rakhe the. Uncle ko sirf mummy ki gori peeth dikh rahi thi—bohot tempting thi woh nazar aane ke liye. Uncle ko bohot pyara laga ki mummy unke chhote bete ko itna pyar de rahi hai. Woh kareeb aaye. Main jaag gaya, uncle ko peeche khade dekha. Uncle ne ishara kiya chup rehne ka aur aankh mari. Main mummy se utar kar bed pe baith gaya. Uncle ne shirt kholi, vest utaara—poori chhati nangi ho gayi, mere papa se badi aur baal bhari hui. Shirt-vest utarne ke baad belt bhi kholi. Dheere se bed pe mummy ke peeche let gaye. Mummy ki peeth pe haath phiraya, mummy neend mein hil gayi, tingling mehsoos karne lagi. Uncle ne peeth pe kuch baar kiss bhi kiye. Main sab dekh raha tha lekin kuch nahi bola.

Uncle ne ab apni ek mazboot baah mummy ki kamar pe lapeti, pet ke flesh ko poore haath mein pakda aur mummy ko tight kheench liya kareeb. Adi ka sir mummy ke dudh se alag ho gaya. Mummy jaag gayi. Ek haath Adi ke sir pe aur dusra uski peeth pe rakha tha. Mummy peeche mud kar dekhi—uncle the. Mummy darr gayi, realize hua ki woh topless hai, poori sharam se chehra laal. Jaldi Adi ka sir wapas boobs pe daba li taki Mukesh uncle kuch kar ya dekh na paye, adi ke sir se chhupane ki koshish ki apne dono dudu ko. Ab kya kare pata nahi. Uncle ne aur tight pakda, haath pet pe ghumaya, ungli navel mein daali. Mummy moan ki, "Aaaahhhh... Mukesh, bas karo na!" Uncle peeth aur gale pe kiss karne lage, bite karte hue—mummy moan kar rahi thi, Adi ka chehra aur tight boobs pe daba diya. Pressure se nipples se doodh spray hone laga Adi ke kapdo pe. Kuch der baad uncle ne peeche se kiss karte karte mummy ko ghumaya, ab woh saamne thi—dono boobs bohot jiggle kar rahe the.

Jaise hi Mukesh uncle mummy ko ghumane lage, mummy ne jaldi se dono haathon se apne dono boobs ko cover kar liya—ek nipple se toh doodh continuously spray jaisa tapak raha tha, pressure se ruk hi nahi raha tha. Uncle ne poori tarah se mummy ko ghumaya, aur pehli baar saamne se dekha—mummy ka deep navel itna beautiful tha, voluptuous figure gori aur halki laal skin ke saath chamak raha tha jaise koi painting ho. Boobs toh haathon se cover the lekin nipples ke around ka soft flesh saaf dikh raha tha, heavy boobs haathon se bahar sarak rahe the. Uncle ne muskurate hue mummy ki aankhon mein dekha, "Ananya... kitni perfect lag rahi ho tum abhi, jaise meri jaan hi ho." Mummy ka chehra irritate ho gaya, woh peeche mudne ki koshish kar rahi thi sharm se, "Mukesh... bas karo na, yeh kya dekh rahe ho aise." Uncle ne ignore kiya aur seedha mummy ko kiss karne lage, dono baahon se tight pakad liya taaki mummy ke nange boobs uski nangi chhati se poore dab jayen—softness uncle ke mazboot muscles pe crush ho gayi, mummy ki saansein ruk si gayi. Mummy ne haath alag karne ki koshish ki, awaaz mein ghabrahat, "Mukesh ji... pehle mujhe cover toh karne do na, phir jo karna hai kar lena... bacche bhi yahan hain." Uncle ne bilkul ignore kiya, seedha gale pe muh laga diya, neck suck karte hue bite kiye halke se—mummy submit kar gayi, moan nikal gaya, "Umm... aah, dhire Mukesh..." Dono haath uncle ki chhati pe the, push karne ke liye lekin saath bhi de rahi thi. Uncle ki chhati aur bedsheet dono geele ho rahe the mummy ke nipples se spray hone wale doodh se, lekin uncle ko koi parwah nahi thi, woh toh poore 10 minute tak mummy ko consume karte rahe—kiss, bites, tight hugs. Aakhir mein alag hue, mummy jaldi se uthi boobs cover karte hue, blouse uthaya aur peeche mud gayi. Uncle ne fir se peeth pe kiss kiya, "Jaan, mat gussa karo... tum meri ho ab." Mummy ne ignore kiya, sharm se chehra laal, jaldi se blouse pehna—buttons hook karte hue haath kamp rahe the, saree ka pallu thoda fisal gaya tha kamar expose karte hue, lekin woh fix nahi kar payi turant.

Blouse pehenne ke baad bhi mummy ka blouse center se geela hota ja raha tha kyunki nipples andar hi spray kar rahe the, pressure ruk nahi raha tha—geele patches ban rahe the, shape saaf dikh raha tha tight fabric se. Uncle ki nazar wahan atak gayi, lust bhari hui, "Ananya... yeh doodh ruk hi nahi raha tumhara, blouse poora geela ho raha hai. Jaldi fix karo, tailor 20 minute mein aa jayega—maine office se hi call kar diya tha usko." Mummy ko fikar hui, chehra aur laal, "Arre Mukesh... ab kya karun? Tailor aa gaya toh kya sochega?" Woh peeche mud gayi, humein—mujhe aur Adi ko sab dikhne laga, uncle ko peeth dikha rahi thi. Haathon se blouse ke upar se dono nipples ko poke karne lagi, rub karne lagi, twist karne lagi umeed mein ki ruk jayega milk ka spray—lekin pressure aur badh gaya, geela patch bada hone laga, "Uff... ruk kyun nahi raha yeh? Kitna embarrassing hai." Uncle ne suggest kiya naughty tone mein, "Ananya, tension mat lo... Sonu aur Adi ko bolo, woh dono chus len doodh—tailor aane se pehle hi khatam ho jayega. Bacche hain na, unko kya pata." Hum dono ki aankhon mein chamak aa gayi, excited ho gaye, "Haan mummy/aunty! Haan, hum theek kar denge... saara doodh pi lenge, promise!" Mummy sharm se neeche dekhi.

Mummy ne Adi ki taraf dekha, pyar se muskurayi lekin serious awaaz mein, "Adi beta, ab se 'aunty' mat bolna mujhe... jaise Sonu bolta hai waise hi 'mummy' bolna, theek hai? Tu bhi mera beto ho ab." Adi ne khush hokar sir hilaya, "Okay mummy... ab se mummy hi bolunga!" Mummy ne uske gaal pe haath fera, smile di, "Achha beta." Phir uncle ki taraf mud kar, gusse aur sharm se, "Mukesh ji... yeh galat idea hai bilkul. Bacche ab bade ho gaye hain, unko aise suck karne dena... nahi theek nahi lagta. Koi aur tarika socho na." Uncle ne shoulder shrug kiya, calm lekin firm, "Arre Ananya, agar tumhare paas koi better idea hai toh batao na—time toh kam hai. Tailor aa jayega abhi." Mummy tense ho gayi, sochne lagi, haath se blouse dabaya geele patch ko chhupane ko—koi idea nahi tha uske paas, sir hilaya naa mein. Uncle ne fir bola, "Dekho ananya, fikar mat karo... yeh dono itne innocent hain, galat samjhenge kaise? Tum apne dono beto pe bharosa nahi karti kya?" Mummy ne uncle ki aankhon mein dekha, soft ho gayi thoda, "Karti hoon Mukesh... bohot karti hoon, jaanti hoon yeh dono kitne masoom hain, kuch galat nahi sochege. Bas... yeh sab thoda awkward lag raha hai." Uncle ne muskuraya, "Toh phir time waste mat karo, jaldi kar lo—tailor aa jaiga kabhi bhi."

Mummy ne hesitate kiya ek second, phir blouse ke buttons khol diye—boobs bahar aaye heavy heavy, nipples se doodh tapak raha tha abhi bhi. Woh bed pe let gayi, humein bulaya, "Chalo beta... Sonu, Adi... aa jao, dono nipples pe suck karo aur saara doodh pi lo jaldi. Bas thoda sa hi, theek hai?" Hum dono bina time waste kiye aage badhe, har ek ne ek nipple haath se pakda—mummy zor se moan ki, "Aah... dhire bacho, haath se mat pakdo aise." Mummy ne kaha, "Chuso badmaasho, haath se mat pakdo—muh mein lo poora." Adi aur maine turant leaking nipples muh mein daal diye, zor zor se suck karne lage—chup chup ki awaaz aayi kamre mein, doodh garam garam nikal raha tha. Mummy ne dono haathon se humare baal pakde, moan kar rahi thi dheere se, "Umm... haan bacho, aise hi... achha lag raha hai." Uncle kareeb aa gaye, mummy ki nangi kamar pe dono haath rakhe, ek ungli navel mein daal di—mummy control nahi kar payi, jism kamp gaya, "Mukesh... aah, mat karo abhi." Humne ab poore boobs haathon mein le liye, squeeze karne lage taaki aur doodh nikle—Adi aur main nipples ko muh mein stretch kar rahe the, zor se chus rahe. Mummy moaning continue, "Ohh... beta, dhire... umm." Uncle mummy ke kandhe se jhuk kar humein dekh rahe the, sucking scene se bohot turned on ho gaye—poore boobs dikh rahe the, sirf nipples muh mein the. 5 minute baad humne muh aur khola, jitna ho sake boobs ka flesh andar liya, press karte hue—mummy ki saansein tez, saree ki kamar thodi khul gayi thi jhatke se, gori pet expose ho gaya tension badhate hue.

Tabhi darwaze pe knock hua—tailor tha, darwaza khula tha lekin woh andar nahi aaya, zor se bola, "Koi hai ghar pe? Tailor hoon main, appointment pe aaya hoon." Hum charon surprise ho gaye, mummy darr gayi, chehra laal sharm se—boobs abhi bhi humare muh ke paas the. Mummy ne jaldi uncle se kaha, "Mukesh... jao na, usse baat karo aur andar mat aane do abhi! Please." Uncle uth kar shirt pehni, belt band ki aur bahar gaye. Do minute aur hum suck karte rahe, phir mummy ne kaha, "Bas beta... enough ab, ruk jao. Theek ho gaya." Humne alag kiya, mummy uthi boobs dabate hue, almirah ki taraf gayi naya blouse lene—chalte hue petticoat thoda neeche sarak gaya, wide hips aur gori thighs ki line dikh gayi tension ke liye. Baal fix kiye, blouse pehna aur living room mein aayi, pallu sambhalte hue.

Uncle tailor ko andar laaye, mummy ne muskurate hue haath jod liye, "Namaste ji... aaiye na." Tailor ne mummy ko dekha—uski beauty pe nazar atki, muskuraya, "Namaste madam... aap hi Ananya ji ho na? Kitni sundar lag rahi ho." Mummy ne sharma kar ke bola, "Haan ji... thank you. Baithiye na." Tailor hans kar bola, "Arre madam, aapke husband ne toh security officer walon ko bhej diya mere dukaan pe—bole 5 baje ghar aao, kapde stitch karne. Dara gaya tha main, phir Mukesh sir ka naam suna toh rahat hui... hamare DGP sir hain na woh." Mummy ne uncle ki taraf dekha, halki si smile di—tailor ne 'husband' bola toh dil dhadka thoda, lekin ignore kiya. "Ji, bas blouse fix karwane the... chaliye, bedroom mein dikha deti hoon." Mummy tailor ko bedroom le gayi, uncle bhi saath aaye. Mummy ne almirah se saare blouses nikale, table pe rakhe—ek ek karke dikhaye, "Yeh dekho ji, yeh sab tight ho gaye hain... thoda loose kar dena."

Tailor ne poocha, "Madam, kya exactly fixing chahiye in blouses mein? Size badhana hai ya kuch aur?" Mummy bolne lagi, "Ji, bas thoda loose..." lekin uncle ne beech mein bol diya, "Bhaiya, sleeves chhote bana dena aur cleavage deep—tight fitting rakhna, lekin stylish." Tailor ne sir hilaya, "Theek hai sir, bilkul aise hi kar dunga." Mummy surprised ho gayi, socha tha uncle bigger size ki baat karenge lekin unhone sleeves shorter aur cleavage deeper bola. Mummy sharp nazar se uncle ko dekhene lagi, "Mukesh... yeh kya keh rahe ho?" Uncle ne ignore kiya, muskuraya bas. Tailor ne aakhir mein bola, "Madam, measurement toh lena padega ab... tape se." Mummy ne haan mein sir hilaya, "Haan ji, theek hai... le lo." Woh tailor ke paas gayi, uncle closely dekh rahe the. Tailor ne pehle arms ka measurement liya tape se, phir bola, "Madam, haath upar karo taaki breast ka sahi size le saku." Mummy ne haath upar kiye—saree ka pallu thoda fisla, cleavage deep ho gaya expose karte hue—tabhi uncle ruk gaye, "Ruko bhaiya, bahar wait karo zara living room mein." Mummy surprised, "Kya hua Mukesh? Kyun bhej rahe ho bahar?" Tailor bahar chala gaya. Uncle jealous nazar se, "Ananya... mujhe gussa aa gaya dekh kar. Woh buddha aadmi tere breasts ko touch karega? Nahi hone dunga." Mummy hans padi lekin control kiya, "Arre kya? Jealous ho gaye tum? Yeh toh tailor ka kaam hai, woh inappropriately nahi chhuega... mat socho aise." Uncle ne tape le liya, "Mujhe parwah nahi, dekh nahi saka main. Mai khud longa tumhara measurement. Haath upar karo fir se." Mummy muskurayi, "Achha theek hai... jealous pati ji," haath upar kiye, saree ki kamar thodi khul gayi navel expose karte hue tension ke liye.

Uncle peeche se aaye, tape ko mummy ke boobs ke around blouse ke upar se lapeta—naughty hokar zor se kheencha taaki boobs tape pe press ho jayen, shape saaf feel hua. Mummy peeche mud kar dekhi, irritate lekin muskurate hue, "Toh yeh isliye khud karna chahte the na? Jealousy ka bahana tha bas." Uncle hans pade, "Arre nahi jaan, jealousy toh sach thi... idea abhi aaya bas. Haha, mazaa aa gaya na?" Mummy bhi hans di, "Haan haan, mazaa toh aa raha hai... lekin dhire kheench lo." Uncle ne measurement liya, tight tha abhi bhi—35 inch bola. Phir tailor ko wapas bulaya, "Bhaiya, size 35 hai... baaki details le lo." Tailor ne sab note kiya, muskuraya, "Theek hai sir, madam... kal dopahar tak saare blouses ready kar ke launga. Yeh le ja raha hoon saath mein." Blouses le kar chala gaya dukaan pe.

Shaam ko hum charon ek naye park gaye—woh fancy wala jahan lights aur fountains the, ghumte rahe, mummy ki saree hawa mein ud rahi thi kamar expose karte hue, uncle ka haath uski waist pe rakha loving way mein tension build karte hue. Raat der tak wahan rahe, phir fancy restaurant mein dinner kiya—candle light mein, Italian food order kiye, wine bhi uncle ne mummy ke liye mangwaya thoda sa. Mummy sharm kar ke boli, "Mukesh... yeh sab itna fancy, bacche bhi hain na." Uncle ne muskuraya, "Jaan, aaj celebrate kar rahe hain hamare naye shuruaat ko... relax karo." Dinner ke baad ghar wapas aaye late night, sab thak kar so gaye.

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Part 8

Subah ke 7:30 baj rahe the, aur ghar mein ek aisi shaanti thi jaise duniya abhi so rahi ho. Main aur Adi bed pe so rahe the, humare chhote chhote saansein room mein halki si gunj rahi thi—jaise do masoom bacche apne sapnon mein khone hue hon. Aaj Mukesh uncle jaldi uth gaye the, unka wide, hairy, nanga seena bed pe faila hua tha, aur mummy usi seene pe khush ho kar so rahi thi, jaise koi pyari si jaan unki baahon mein surakshit mehsoos kar rahi ho. Mummy ka ek haath uncle ke seene pe rakha tha, unke baalon mein phansa hua, aur dusra haath neeche ki taraf, lekin unka ek perfect boob poora uncle ke mazboot seene pe crush ho gaya tha—soft, gora flesh unke rough skin se chipka hua, jaise doodh bhara hua balloon dab gaya ho. Uncle ne neeche jhuk kar mummy ko dekha, uske chehre pe ek relaxing vibe thi—ankhen band, honth halke se khule, jaise raat ki thakaan abhi bhi uske jism mein basi ho, lekin uncle ke saath ek sukoon ki neend aa gayi ho. Uncle ka dil dheere se dhadak raha tha, soch rahe the, "Yeh Ananya... kitni masoom lag rahi hai abhi, jaise meri ho hi gayi ho poori tarah."

Mummy ne blouse toh pehna hua tha, lekin raat bhar ki intimacy se uske dono boobs mein doodh itna jama ho gaya tha ki woh heavy ho gaye the. har ek se thoda thoda leak ho raha tha, pressure se ruk nahi pa raha tha. Jo boob uncle ke seene pe rest kar raha tha, woh toh bilkul ek chhote se talab ki tarah doodh jama kar chuka tha—uncle ke hairy seene pe geela patch ban gaya tha, doodh ki chhoti chhoti boondein unke baalon mein phans gayi thi, aur halki si chamak aa rahi thi subah ki roshni mein. Uncle ne feel kiya woh garmi, woh wetness—unki nazar wahan atak gayi, dil mein ek naughty khayal aaya, "Arre yeh toh mera hi hai ab... kitna tasty lag raha hai yeh doodh." Mummy ki saree thodi neeche sarak gayi thi sote hue, gori kamar ka ek hissa expose ho gaya tha, navel ki line dikh rahi thi petticoat ke upar se, tension build karte hue—uncle ko man kar raha tha haath bhej den, lekin abhi bas dekhte rahe.

Uncle ko bilkul resist nahi ho pa raha tha—unki nazar mummy ke blouse pe gayi, jahan se ek bada sa nipple poke kar raha tha, fabric ke andar se saaf shape dikh raha tha, jaise keh raha ho "touch me." Uncle ne dheere se haath badhaya, ungli se us nipple ko halke se touch kiya, phir thoda sa circle banaya—mummy neend mein halki si hil gayi, lekin jaagi nahi. Uncle ne aur zor se pinch kiya naughty hokar, toh nipple se doodh aur zyada leak hone laga, blouse ka patch bada ho gaya, aur uncle ke seene pe jo talab tha woh aur gehra ho gaya. Uncle ka haath ab mummy ki peeth pe tha, dusre haath se unki gori skin ko rub kar rahe the—ungliyaan dheere dheere neeche sarak rahi thi, kamar ke curve ko feel karte hue, jaise woh poora jism explore karna chahte hon. Mummy ki saansein thodi tez ho gayi neend mein, lekin woh abhi bhi so rahi thi, uski saree ki kamar thodi khul gayi thi rub karte hue, gori pet aur navel ka hint dikh raha tha blanket ke neeche se—uncle ka dil zor se dhadak utha, soch rahe the, "Yeh body... bilkul meri hai ab."

8 baje mummy dheere dheere jaag gayi, uski ankhen khuli toh pehle uncle ki aankhon se mili—woh aisi nazar se dekh rahi thi jaise poori duniya bhool gayi ho, sirf uncle hi dikh rahe hon, ek pyar bhari, thodi sharmili si nazar, jaise keh rahi ho "tumhare saath kitna achha lag raha hai yeh subah." Uncle ne muskuraya, unki gehri awaaz mein, "Good morning jaan... kaisi neend aayi?" Mummy ne sharm se chehra thoda neeche kiya, lekin smile di, "Umm... bohot achhi, Mukesh..." Uncle ne aur kareeb kheencha, mummy ke red honthon pe apne honth rakh diye—ek deep, slow kiss, jaise raat ki yaadon ko tazaa kar rahe hon. Mummy pehle hesitate kari, haath uncle ki chhati pe rakhi push karne ko, lekin moments mein saath dene lagi, honth hilane lagi passionately, "Mmm... Mukesh, subah subah yeh kya..." Uncle ne kiss todi, naughty smile se neeche jhuk kar apna seena dikhaya, jahan doodh ka woh talab tha, "Ananya... yeh dekho, tumhare doodh ne mera seena geela kar diya hai poora. Saaf kar do na... apne muh se suck karke." Mummy ne dekha, chehra laal ho gaya sharm se, lekin aankhon mein ek intoxicating look aaya, "Arre... yeh kya keh rahe ho? Bilkul badmas ho gaye ho tum." Phir kuch seconds sochi, uncle ki nazar mein dekha, aur dheere se jhuk gayi—apni zubaan se uncle ke seene pe lag gayi, doodh chusne lagi, chup chup ki awaaz aayi, geela patch saaf karte hue. Uncle ko bohot tingling mehsoos hua, seene pe current sa daud gaya, woh moan kar uthe dheere se, "Aah... Ananya, yeh toh mazaa aa raha hai... aur zor se chuso jaan." Mummy ne saara doodh suck kar liya, har boond ko taste karte hue, phir zubaan andar kheench li aur upar dekha uncle ko—aisi nazar se jaise good girl banne ki umeed kar rahi ho, honth geele, chehra flushed. Uncle ne hans kar uske sir pe haath phera, jaise kisi puppy ko pet karte hon, "Shabash meri jaan... kitni achhi ho tum, bilkul perfect wife ho."

Yeh kai dino se chal raha tha—kai dino se uncle aur mummy husband-wife jaise behave kar rahe the, roleplay mein poore dil se, jaise asli zindagi ho. Mummy uthi, blanket se utri—uski saree thodi messy thi, kamar expose ho gayi chalte hue, gori thighs ki line petticoat se dikh rahi thi tension badhane ke liye. Woh bathroom gayi fresh hone, aaj nahaya nahi, bas muh dhoya, baal sambhale aur wapas bedroom mein aa gayi. Uncle ko dekha bed pe letay hue. phir kitchen ki taraf badh gayi nashta banane—chalte hue blouse ka top button khula tha, deep cleavage dikh raha tha, boobs ka shape saaf, lekin woh notice hi nahi kar rahi thi. Dono boobs engorged the, dard kar rahe the pressure se, mummy soch rahi thi, "Uff... Sonu aur Adi ko suck karwa lun thoda relief ke liye... warna blouse aur geela ho jayega fir." Nashta banaya—parathe garam garam, anda boil kiya. phir wapas bedroom aayi humein jagane. Uncle abhi bhi wahan the, WhatsApp pe security officer department ka group dekh rahe the, messages scroll karte hue. Mummy dusri taraf aayi, bed pe let gayi—ab sequence thi mummy-main-Adi-uncle. Blanket ke neeche let gayi, humein hilaya pyar se, "Sonu beta... Adi... utho, subah ho gayi. Fresh ho jao, nashta ready hai." Hum dheere se aankhen khole, neend mein mutthi bandh li. Mummy ne blanket upar tak kheencha apne gale tak, taaki blouse chhup jaye—lekin andar se buttons kholne lagi dheere se, dono boobs bahar aa gaye blanket ke neeche. "Beta... aa jao, mummy ke paas... doodh pi lo, bohot pressure hai aaj, dard ho raha hai." Humne turant blanket ke neeche muh daal diya, har ek ne ek boob pakda—main left, Adi right—zor se suck karne lage, chup chup ki awaaz room bhar gayi, doodh garam garam nikal raha tha. Mummy humein dekhti rahi pyar se, haath humare sir pe pher rahi thi, "Haan beta... aise hi, poora pi lo... mummy ko relief milega." Hum chuk chuk kar rahe the, awaazein echo kar rahi thi poore kamre mein, jaise koi chhoti si barsaat ho.

Mummy ne uncle ki taraf nazar daali, uncle bhi mummy ko dekh the—unki aankhon mein wohi lust bhari smile. Uncle ne bola, deep voice mein, "Ananya... tum aaj subah se hi itni beautiful aur sexy lag rahi hai yaar, jaise koi goddess ho bed pe." Mummy ne sharm kar ke smile di, lekin jawab nahi diya—bas nazar neeche kar li, cheeks laal ho gaye. Kuch der observe kiya uncle ne, phir naughty hokar mera sir peeche se pakda, zor se mummy ke boob pe daba diya—mere daant mummy ke flesh mein gad gaye, nipple pe bite lag gaya halka sa. Maine muh aur khola jitna ho sake, poora boob andar lene ki koshish ki, squeeze karte hue. Mummy zor se moan ki, "Aaaaaahhhhhhhh... Mukesh! Yeh kya kar rahe ho tum?" Uncle ne haath hata liya, hans pade, "Arre jaan, bas mazaak tha... dekh, kitna zor se pi raha hai sonu beta ab." Mummy ne blushing kar ke daanta, "Bas karo na tum... bigad gaye ho poore, bacchon ke saamne aise mat karo!" Lekin uski awaaz mein woh sharm thi, aur thodi si masti bhi—uncle ne wink kiya, "Theek hai meri jaan, ab serious ho jaata hoon."

Nashta karne table pe gaye hum sab—parathe garam the, anda perfect boil. Mummy baithi thi humare beech mein, uska blouse ka top button abhi bhi khula tha, deep cleavage saaf dikh raha tha, boobs ka curve chamak raha tha subah ki roshni mein—uncle ki nazar baar baar wahan ja rahi thi, lekin mummy notice nahi kar rahi thi, bas plate mein paratha tod rahi thi. Hum kha rahe the excited hokar, "Mummy, yeh paratha kitna tasty hai!" Mummy ne muskuraya, "Haan beta, aaj special banaya hai tumhare liye." Uncle ne bhi khaya, taarif ki, "Ananya, yeh toh five star wala taste hai... tum toh chef ban sakti ho." college drop karne se pehle, main gate pe uncle ne mummy ko kareeb kheencha, ek tight smooch diya—honth poore ghusa diye, mummy ne saath diya thoda hesitate karte hue, "Mukesh... bacche dekh rahe hain na." Uncle ne kiss todi, "Chhodo jaan, unko kya pata... tum meri ho ab." Mummy ne sharm kar ke uncle ke paaon chhuye, "Goodbye Mukesh ji... office mein safe raho, call karna shaam ko." Uncle ne uske gaal pe haath phera, "Haan jaan, tum bhi ghar sambhalo... love you."

Dopahar mein mummy rest kar rahi thi bedroom mein—Ishaan ko sulaya hua tha, woh blanket ke neeche leti thi, saree ki kamar thodi loose ho gayi thi sote hue, gori pet aur navel expose tha—woh soch rahi thi uncle ke subah ke kiss ke baare mein. Tabhi doorbell baja, mummy jaldi uthi—saare buttons fix kiye, pallu theek kiya aur darwaza kholne gayi. Bahar tailor khada tha, haath mein saare blouses ka packet, "Namaste madam... aapke blouses ready ho gaye, kal dopahar tak bol diya tha na." Mummy ne smile di, "Arre haan ji, thank you... aaiye na andar." Tailor andar aaya, mummy ne darwaza band kiya—dono living room mein gaye. Mummy ne bola, "Ji, sofa pe baithiye... main paani laati hoon kitchen se." Tailor baitha, mummy kitchen gayi, glass bhar ke laayi—jhuk kar diya glass, pallu thoda fisla lekin woh notice nahi kiya. Tailor ne paani piya, phir packet khola aur blouses diye, "Madam, yeh le lijiye... bilkul aapke hisaab se ho gaye, sleeves short aur cleavage deep, jaise sir ne bola tha." Mummy ne packet liya, khush hokar, "Wah ji, kitne jaldi kar diye... thank you bohot. Kitna bill hua?" Tailor ne bill diya, mummy ne paise diye, "Theek hai ji." Tailor ne muskuraya, "Namaste madam... kal fir zarurat pade toh bol dena." Woh chala gaya, mummy ne darwaza band kiya aur sochne lagi, "Yeh blouses... Mukesh ji ne tho aur thodi karwa diya."

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Tailor aur Mummy ki Intimate Session

Dopahar ke waqt ghar mein ek aisi shaanti thi jaise duniya ruk si gayi ho—sirf Ishaan ki halki si saansein aur bahar se aati hui hawa ki awaaz. Mummy rest kar rahi thi bedroom mein, saree thodi si loose ho gayi thi sote hue, kamar ka gora hissa expose ho gaya tha blanket ke neeche se, navel ki deep line chamak rahi thi halki roshni mein—woh soch rahi thi uncle ke subah ke kiss ke baare mein, dil mein ek halki si garmi mehsoos kar rahi thi. Tabhi doorbell ki awaaz aayi, jaise koi unexpected mehmaan aa gaya ho. Mummy jaldi se uthi, pallu theek kiya, blouse ke buttons check kiye—sab tight the, lekin top wala thoda loose lag raha tha pressure se—andar doodh bhara hua tha abhi bhi thoda sa. Woh darwaze ki taraf badhi, chalte hue saree ki kamar thodi neeche sarak gayi, gori pet ka curve dikh raha tha mirror mein se guzarte hue, tension badh rahi thi andar hi andar—kyunki woh akeli thi ghar pe.

Darwaza khola toh bahar tailor khada tha, haath mein saare blouses ka bada sa packet, chehre pe ek halki si muskurahat—jaise usne socha ho ki mummy ko surprise milega. "Namaste madam ji... aapke blouses ready ho gaye hain, kal dopahar tak laane ka waada tha na? Yeh le lijiye, bilkul perfect ho gaye hain." Mummy ne smile di, sharm se nazar thodi neeche kar li, kyuki usko yaad tha kal uncle ne kaise jealous hokar measurement liya tha—aur yeh tailor us waqt bahar wait kar raha tha. "Arre haan ji... thank you bohot, itni jaldi kar diye? Aaiye na andar, paani pilati hoon pehle... garmi bohot hai bahar." Tailor ne sir hilaya, "Ji madam, bilkul... thoda sa rest kar loon, dukaan se yahan tak chal kar aaya hoon." Mummy ne darwaza andar se band kiya, aur dono living room ki taraf badhe—mummy chal rahi thi aage, uski saree hawa mein halki si ud rahi thi peeche se, wide hips ka sway tailor ki nazar mein aa gaya, woh thoda peeche reh gaya taaki aur dekhe.

Living room mein tailor sofa pe baith gaya, packet side mein rakha, aur mummy kitchen ki taraf gayi paani ka glass bharne. Woh glass le kar wapas aayi, jhuk kar tailor ko diya—us waqt pallu thoda sa fisal gaya, deep cleavage expose ho gaya blouse ke top button loose hone se, gori skin chamak rahi thi dopahar ki dhoop se jo window se aa rahi thi. Tailor ka haath glass lete hue mummy ke haath se touch ho gaya—ungliyaan halke se ragdi, jaise jaan boojh kar kar raha ho. Mummy ko ehsaas hua, woh jaldi se haath peeche khinchi, "Arre... sorry ji, glass thoda slip ho gaya tha." Tailor ne paani piya ek ghutak, phir glass side mein rakha—uski nazar mummy pe atki hui thi, aur andar se uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha, pant mein tightness mehsoos ho rahi thi tailor ko, jaise current daud gaya ho. "Madam ji... aap baithiye na mere paas baat karte hain, blouse ke baare mein bataiye, fitting theek hai na?" Mummy hesitate hui, sochi "Yeh kya keh rahe hain... par guest hain, mana karna galat lagega," phir dheere se boli, awaaz mein thodi si ghabrahat, "Ji... theek hai, bas thoda der baithti hoon." Woh sofa pe tailor ke bagal mein baith gayi, thoda door rakha pehle, lekin tailor ne haath badhaya aur uski kamar pe halka sa haath rakh diya—jaise support dene ke liye, lekin ungliyaan gori skin pe phir rahi thi saree ke upar se.

Mummy ka jism kamp gaya touch se, woh peeche hatne ki koshish ki lekin tailor ne grip tight kar li thodi si, "Arre madam ji... relax kijiye na, aap itni sundar hain, tension kyun? Mukesh ji ne toh bola tha aap unki special friend hain... aapke pet mein koi baby toh nahi hai na?" Tailor ki awaaz mein ek lust bhara tone tha, haath kamar se neeche sarak gaya navel ki taraf—saree ki kamar neeche thi toh gora pet expose tha, ungli navel ke around ghumne lagi. Mummy nervous ho gayi bohot, chehra laal, awaaz kampte hue, "N-nahi ji... baby nahi hai, abhi Ishaan hi mera chhota sa beta hai... aap haath hata dijiye na, yeh kya kar rahe hain?" Par woh uth nahi payi, jaise dar se chipak gayi ho sofa se, dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha—expose navel pe ungli ka touch jaise aag laga raha ho. Tailor ne muskuraya, aur bola lust se bhari awaaz mein, "Madam... ek baby chahiye na aapko? Itna perfect figure hai aapka, pet bhi flat aur soft... main bana doon kya? Sirf ek baar try kar lo." Mummy kuch bol hi nahi payi, sir hilaya naa mein lekin awaaz nahi nikli, nervous thi bohot—unki saansein tez ho gayi, blouse ke andar doodh ka pressure mehsoos ho raha tha, nipples hard ho gaye tension se.

Tailor ko aur himmat mil gayi, usne haath aage badhaya, mummy ke blouse pe rakha—left boob pe halka sa squeeze diya, jaise check kar raha ho fabric. Mummy ka muh se zor ka moan nikal gaya, "Aaaahhhh... ji, bas karo na! Yeh kya... stop it please, aap tailor hain na, yeh galat hai!" Woh khadi hone ki koshish ki, lekin tailor ne haath nahi hataaya, aur squeeze aur tight kar diya thoda sa, "Madam... sorry, bas fitting check kar raha tha... aapke boobs itne soft hain, blouse mein perfect lagege." Mummy sharm se marne ko ho gayi, chehra haath se chhupane ko bana lekin packet utha liya blouses ka, "Ji... ab jaaiye, paise de deti hoon... yeh sab le lijiye. tailor hans pada, "Arre madam, itna jaldi? Thoda toh time do na... aap try kar lo blouses, main help karunga." Mummy ne ek naughty si nazar di usko mai bedroom mein try karti hoon, aap yahin wait karo." Woh packet le kar andar chali gayi, chalte hue saree ka pallu thoda ud gaya, gori peeth ka hissa dikh gaya blouse ke neeche se, tension build ho rahi thi—tailor ka dil dhadak gaya, socha "Yeh madam... kitni hot hai yaar."

Kuch minute baad tailor utha, aur bina awaaz kiye bedroom ki taraf badh gaya—jaise uska haq ho us ghar ka. Darwaza thoda khula tha, woh andar ghus gaya, lock kar diya andar se click ki awaaz ke saath. Mummy shocked ho gayi, peeche mud kar dekha—woh blouse utaar rahi thi, buttons ek ek kar ke khol rahi thi, deep cleavage expose ho gaya tha, phir poora blouse kandhon se neeche sarak gaya, boobs bahar aaye heavy heavy, nipples pe doodh ki boondein tapak rahi thi. "Ji... aap yahan? Yeh private room hai mera, bahar wait karo please!" Mummy ne jaldi se haath se boobs cover kiye, peeche mud gayi sharm se, gori peeth poori expose ho gayi tailor ko—wide back, kamar ka curve, petticoat ki line thighs pe. Tailor control nahi kar paya, usne apna shirt utaar diya, pants bhi kholi—poora nanga ho gaya top to bottom, 9 inch ka lund khada hua jaise taiyar ho, aur mummy ke peeche aa gaya. "Madam... sorry, bas help karne aaya... aap itni sundar ho, ruk nahi pa raha main." Mummy ko pata tha woh kamre mein hai, lock ki awaaz sun li thi, par woh ignore kar rahi thi, ek naya blouse uthayi—yeh peeche se hook wala tha. Woh blouse pehenne lagi, boobs adjust karte hue, phir sharm se boli, awaaz dheemi si, "Ji... yeh hook peeche se hai, aap... aap laga do na please? Bas jaldi se, bacche aa jayenge college se." Tailor ka dil khushi se bhar gaya, woh bohot kareeb aa gaya—mummy ki peeth se chipak gaya, haath kamar pe rakhe jaise animal ki tarah, ungliyaan nails gadate hue gori skin mein, "Madam... haan, lagata hoon... kitni soft skin hai aapki, jaise silk."

Mummy chowk gayi, jism kamp gaya, "Aah... ji, dard ho raha hai, nakhoon mat gadaiye... dhire se." Par tailor ruk nahi paya, dono haathon se blouse ke andar slip kar gaya haath—dono boobs ko bahar se pakda, zor zor se squeeze karne laga, jaise poore jism ki jaan nikal raha ho. Mummy ka muh se moan nikal gaya, "Aaaaaahhhhh..., bas karo! Yeh kya... oh god, dhire... aaaah!" Tailor swrag mein pahunch gaya, usne kabhi itna soft aur squeezy kuch touch nahi kiya tha—boobs haathon mein ghul rahe the, doodh spray hone laga pressure se, geela ho gaye haath. "Madam... yeh boobs toh jaan le lengi kisi ko... kitne perfect hain, doodh bhi nikal raha hai... main mar jaunga sir ke haath se, par fir bhi karunga yeh." Woh blouse hi phaad diya zor se, mummy poori topless ho gayi—boobs bounce karte hue bahar aaye, heavy aur full. Mummy ne jaldi haath se cover karne ki koshish ki, "Nahi... mat karo aisa, please... sharm aa rahi hai mujhe" Par haath chhote the, cover nahi ho paye poore, flesh bahar sarak raha tha sharm se laal hone se.

Tailor ruk gaya ek minute baad, haath hataaye, "Sorry madam... control nahi hua, aap itni hot ho. Ab yeh blouse try karo, fitting check karte hain sahi se." Mummy ne usko dekha, chehra abhi bhi laal, par thoda calm hokar blouse liya, "Ji... theek hai, bas ab galat mat karna... help kar do pehenne mein." Tailor ne gentle hokar blouse pehnaya, hooks lagaye peeche se—haath mummy ki peeth pe phirte hue, phir aage se haath badhaya, boobs dabaye fitting check karte hue, "Madam... perfect lag raha hai, aap goddess jaise dikhti ho ismein." Mummy ne sweet moan kiya, "Umm... ji, bas... stop it na, sharm aa rahi hai." Par woh nahi ruke, kuch last hard squeezes diye, "Madam, yeh boobs... squeeze karne mein maza aa raha hai, soft jaise cotton ke bane hue hai" Mummy ne hans di sharm se, "Arre... aap bhi na, itna bolte ho... ab dusra try karte hain." Ek ek karke saare blouses try kiye—har baar tailor peeche se hooks lagata, phir aage se haath badhata, boobs dabata hard aur soft, "Yeh wala tight hai madam... cleavage deep ho gaya, sundar lag rahi ho." Mummy moan karti rahi, "Aah..., dhire... aaaah, theek hai yeh... agla pehno." Tension badh rahi thi har touch se, mummy ka jism garam ho raha tha, saree ki kamar khul gayi thi jhukte hue, navel poora expose.

Saare blouses check karne ke baad, tailor ne mummy ko poora nanga kar diya upar se—blouse utaar diya last wala, boobs free ho gaye, "Madam... ab doodh pila do na mujhe, yeh doodh waste mat karo... please, ek baar." Mummy hesitate hui, par sharm se muskurayi, "yeh kya keh rahe ho? Par... theek hai, bas thoda sa hi." Woh bed ke edge pe baith gayi, tailor ko bulaya, "Aa jao... let jao yahan, sir mere dudu pe rakh lo." Tailor let gaya, turant ek dudu pakda, wild suck karne laga—chup chup ki awaaz poore kamre mein gunj rahi thi, doodh nikal raha tha zor zor se. Mummy moan kar rahi thi hard, "Aaaah... , dhire chuso na... umm, aaaah!" Tailor dusre boob ko squeeze kar raha tha, doodh uske chehre pe, gale pe, seene pe tapak raha tha—saara dry kar diya dono dudu ko, "Madam... kitna tasty hai yeh, creamy aur garam... aur chahiye." Mummy ki saansein tez, "Bas... khatam ab, ruk jao."

Phir tailor utha, mummy ko pakda aur doggystyle position mein kar diya bed pe saree upar utha di, petticoat ke neeche panty dikhi, usne panty neeche khinchi, apna 9 inch ka lund mummy ki pussy ke entrance pe rub karne laga, "Madam... ab main andar jaunga, ready ho jao... yeh maza de dunga." Mummy darr gayi, peeche mud kar boli, "Nahi... raham karo, please! Yeh galat hai, mat karo... aaaah, haath hatao!" Par tailor nahi mana, kamar dono taraf se mazbooti se pakda, ek bada sa jhatka diya poora lund andar ghusa gaya, khoon tapakne laga pussy se, mummy ka zor ka chillaahat nikal gaya, "Aaaaaahhhhhh..., dard ho raha hai! Bahar nikalo na, please... aaaah!" Jaise college se bhi sunai de jaaye. Tailor heaven mein tha, chodne laga bohot joro se mummy ko, jaise pornstar bhi haar jaaye, har second mein 4-5 shots, pussy mein dhakke. Mummy moan kar rahi thi bohot zor se, "Aaaah... dhire , aaaah... ruk jao na!" Boobs jhatke se giggle kar rahe the fast, bed hil raha tha.

10 minute baad position change ki, mummy ko bed pe litaya, missionary mein badal diya, dono taangein pakdi, lund fir se mummy ki chut pe rakha, zor zor se ander ghusa kar mummy ko chodne laga, "Madam... yeh position mein aur maza aa raha hai, dekh kitna andar ja raha hai." Mummy aa gayi orgasm se, "Aaaah... , bas... aaaah!" Uncle dudu dabaye bohot hard, ek second bhi nahi chhoda, "Yeh boobs... squeeze karte rahunga saari zindagi." Aur 10 minute aise hi chala, mummy ki saansein ruk si gayi.

Aakhir mein tailor ne mummy ko uthaya hawa mein, baahon mein pakad kar shots diye air mein deep andar tak tailor apna virg ghusa diya mumm yke pet mein, "Madam... yeh lo mera pyar!" Phir rest liya thoda, fir 1 ghanta aur choda mummy ko. 11 baje aaya tha woh, ab 1 baj rahe the, ghanto chala yeh sab. Aakhir mein fir doodh piya dudu se, jo beech mein jama ho gaya tha dudu chusa mummy ka pura khatam hone tak, "Madam... yeh doodh toh amrit hai." Phir mummy ko nanga kar ke item song pe dance karwaya, "Nach lo madam... yeh body ke liye bana hai." phir wo tailor 2 baje chala gaya. Mummy ne saree pehni, humein college se lene gayi, ghar aaye rest kiya sabne. Mummy tailor ke bache se pregnant ho gayi thi, Mukesh uncle ne socha ye unka bacha hai, par sirf mummy jaanti thi sach.

(Yeh imaginary scene yahan khatam. Actual story mein tailor sirf blouses de kar chala gaya.)

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Part 8 (Continued)

Tailor ne blouses ka packet mummy ko de diya tha, aur ab woh jaane ko taiyar ho gaya—chehre pe ek halki si muskurahat thi, jaise usne apna kaam poora kar liya ho, lekin nazar abhi bhi mummy pe atki hui thi. Mummy ne packet haath mein liya, thank you bola dheere se, "Ji, bohot bohot shukriya... itni jaldi kar diye aapne, kal se hi soch rahi thi ki kab aayenge." Tailor ne sir hilaya, "Arre madam ji, aapka order tha na... Mukesh sir ne khud phone kiya tha, kaise mana karta? Theek se fitting karwa diye hain, try kar lena." Mummy ne smile di. Ab mai chalta hoon.

Gate pe pahunch kar tailor ruk gaya, ek akhri last look diya mummy ko—nazar navel pe thodi der tik gayi, phir muskuraya, "Madam ji, kal fir zarurat pade toh bol dena... aapke jaise customer ke liye toh special service deta hoon main." Mummy ne sharm kar ke hans di, "Arre ji, aap bhi na... bas theek se stitch kar dijiye next time. Safe jaaiye, bye." Tailor ne haath jod liya, "Namaste madam... aap bhi khayal rakhna." Woh chala gaya dukaan ki taraf, mummy gate band karke andar aayi—packet le kar seedha wardrobe ki taraf badhi, almirah kholi aur ek ek blouse nikala, fold karke rakhi saaf saaf, soch rahi thi, "Yeh sleeves kitne short ho gaye hain... cleavage bhi deep hai." mummy ek blouse uthayi, mirror ke saamne pakdi, sochi try kar lun, lekin Ishaan ki ronni shuru ho gayi bedroom se—woh palne mein akela pada tha, mummy ne jaldi rakha packet aur Ishaan ke paas pahunch gayi. "Arre mera bacha... ro mat na, mummy aa gayi," usne Ishaan ko god mein uthaya, uske chhote gaal pe kiss kiya, aur bed pe baith gayi—pallu thoda side ki, blouse ka top button loose tha, lekin woh notice nahi kar rahi thi, sirf Ishaan ko sulane mein lagi thi. Ishaan ko god mein liya, blouse ke buttons khole ek taraf se, nipple muh mein daali chup chup ki awaaz aayi, doodh nikal raha tha, Ishaan chus raha tha zor zor se, mummy ki saansein thodi tez ho gayi, "Haan beta... pi le poora, mummy ka doodh tera hi hai."

Tabhi mummy ka phone baja—screen pe 'Mukesh ji' dikhe, mummy ne jaldi uthaya, Ishaan abhi bhi chus raha tha, "Hello Mukesh... haan ji, bolo? Office se call kiya?" Uncle ki awaaz thaki hui lekin pyar bhari, "Ananya jaan... bas tumhari awaaz sunne ko dil kar raha tha, aaj meeting pe meeting chal rahi hai, thak gaya hoon thoda. Tum kaisi ho? Blouses aa gaye tailor ke?" Mummy ne muskuraya, Ishaan ko adjust kiya taaki awaaz na jaaye, "Haan Mukesh... abhi aaye hain, perfect banaye hain jaise tumne bola tha—sleeves short aur cleavage deep, par thoda sharm aayegi pehenne mein. Tum office mein theek ho na? Lunch kiya?" Uncle hans pade, "Arre jaan, lunch toh bhool hi gaya... tumhari yaad mein khoya hua tha. Shaam ko jaldi aaunga, promise" Mummy ne awaaz dheemi ki, "Achha ji... aa jao jaldi, yahan Ishaan ko sambhal rahi hoon, Sonu-Adi college se aane wale hain. Khayal rakhna khud ka, paani piyo zyada." Adhi ghanta baat hui, phir call cut—mummy ne phone side mein rakha, Ishaan ko sulaya, soch rahi thi, "Yeh Mukesh... kitna caring hai, jaise asli pati hi hai."

2:30 baje mummy scooty pe college gayi humein lene—saree ki kamar thodi neeche thi aaj, hawa mein pallu ud raha tha, gori kamar expose ho rahi thi raste mein, logon ki nazar aa jaati thi lekin mummy ignore kar rahi thi, sirf humein dekhne ka intezaar kar rahi thi. college gate pe pahunchi, hum daudte hue aaye, "Mummy!" Mummy ne humein gale lagaya, "Mere pyare baccho... aa jao, chalte hain ghar. Aaj college kaisa tha?" Main bola, "Mummy, aaj drawing class mein maine tumhari photo banayi—saree wali!" Adi excited, "Aur maine football khela, goal maara!" Mummy hans di, scooty start ki, "Wah beta... ghar pahunch kar dikhao, proud feel kar rahi hoon tum dono pe." Ghar pahunch kar mummy ne snacks diye biscuit, humne kha liya, phir bedroom mein gaye Ishaan ke saath khelne. Mummy bed pe baithi thi, Ishaan god mein, hum toys se khel rahe the—Adi ne Ishaan ko teddy bear diya, maine rattle hilaya, mummy dekhti rahi pyar se, "Kitne cute lag rahe ho tum teeno saath mein... jaise ek poori family ho." Hum hans rahe the, Ishaan bhi chhoti si hasi de raha tha.

4:30 baje uncle aaye—chehra thaka hua, uniform utaar rahe the darwaze pe hi, "Ananya... aa gaya main, aaj office mein bohot kaam tha, back mein dard ho raha hai thoda." Mummy ne jaldi snacks ka plate laaya—samosa garam aur paani ka glass, "Mukesh... baitho na pehle, yeh khao, thakaan door ho jayegi. Kya hua aaj” Uncle ne samosa muh mein dala, paani piya, "Meeting pe meeting, ek case ka paperwork... bas, ab rest chahiye. Bacche kahan hain?" Mummy ne muskuraya, "Bedroom mein khel rahe hain Ishaan ke saath... chalo, main tumhe araam se sulati hoon." Uncle ne shirt kholi, banyan utaara—nangi chhati dikh rahi thi, mazboot muscles chamak rahe the—phir bed pe let gaye. Mummy kareeb aayi, uncle ne usko kheencha, ek deep smooch shuru kar diya—honth poore ghusa diye, mummy ne saath diya thoda hesitate karte hue, "Mmm... Mukesh, bacche yahin hain na... dhire." Hum khel rahe the bagal mein, toys se awaaz kar rahe the, lekin uncle nahi ruke—neck suck karne lage, cleavage pe muh lagaya, bite kiye halke se, "Ananya... tum kitni soft ho yaar, yeh khushboo... pagal kar deti hai." Mummy ki ankhen band ho gayi, moan kar rahi thi dheere se, "Umm... aah, Mukesh... bas thoda hi, araam kar lo pehle." Uncle ne fir bola, awaaz mein thakaan mix pyar, "Ananya... massage do mujhe, back mein dard ho raha hai thoda sa, haath laga do toh relief milega."

Mummy ne uncle ko dekha thoda der "Achha ji... theek hai, wait karo ek minute, main laati hoon tel." mummy uthi, blouse adjust kiya—buttons thode loose the smooch se, mummy chali gai kitchen ki taraf, gori navel saree se dikh rahi thi, kitchen mein gayi, tel garam kiya stove pe, soch rahi thi, "Yeh Mukesh... kitna mehnat karte hai." mummy wapas aayi tel ki bottle le kar, bed pe baith gayi uncle ke peeche, "Let jao olta, main lagati hoon tel, garam hai." Uncle let gaye, mummy ne tel haathon pe lagaya phir uncle ke mazboot peeth pe rub karne lagi—ungliyaan muscles pe ghum rahi thi, press kar rahi thi poori taakat se, "Yahan dard hai na? Dhire dhire dabati hoon... theek lag raha hai?" Uncle ki ankhen band, mehsoos kar rahe the mummy ki haath ki garmi, "Haan jaan... bohot achha lag raha hai, aise hi continue karo... tum haathon ki jaadugari ho ananya." Mummy hans di dheere se, "Arre bas... roz aise karungi, tum theek raho bas."

Mummy poori strength se press kar rahi thi uncle ki peeth—shoulders pe, spine pe, neeche kamar tak, tel chamak raha tha skin pe. Main ne poocha, "Mummy, aaj park jayenge na fir se? Kal bohot maza aaya tha!" Mummy ne bina rukay, haath uncle pe hi rakhe, "Arre Sonu beta... aaj uncle thak gaye hain office se, park kal chalenge. Kyun nahi tum aur Adi terrace pe khel lo thoda? main jaldi bula lungi dinner ke liye." Hum dono excited ho gaye, "Haan mummy!" Adi bola, "Chalo Sonu bhaiya, main pakadunga pehle!" Hum terrace pe bhag ke gaye, tag khelne ke liye—daudte hue, ek dusre ko pakadne ki koshish kar rahe the.

Bedroom mein uncle palat gai, ab mummy unke upar baithi thi—dono ek dusre ke saamne the, uncle muskurate hue, "Ananya... tum kitni pyari lag rahi ho upar se." Mummy smile karne ki koshish nahi kar rahi thi, "Bas karo Mukesh... massage poora kar leti hoon pehle." Usne uncle ke seene pe haath phera, chest hair mein ungliyaan phirayi, shoulders dabaye, "Yahan bhi dard hai kya?" Mummy ke honthon pe sundar red lipstick lagi hui thi, chamak rahi thi lamp ki roshni mein—uncle ki nazar wahan gayi. Unhone blouse ke cleavage mein do ungliyaan daali, zor se kheencha mummy ko kareeb. Mummy aur uncle ke honth mil gaye, uncle ne ek wild kiss shuru kar di, wo kiss 5 minute tak chalta raha, uncle tongue ghuma rahe the, mummy moan kar rahi thi andar se, "Mmm... Mukesh, aah..." Phir mummy ne khud ko peeche khincha, saansein tez, "Bas... enough ab, bacche bahar hain." Uncle ne haath badhaya boobs squeeze karne ko, lekin mummy ne haath divert kar diya kamar pe, "Nahi Mukesh... araam karo pehle, galat time pe mat shuru karo." Tabhi Adi ki awaaz aayi terrace se, "papa!!! Papa, jaldi aa jao!"

Mummy aur uncle dono shock ho gaye, dar se chehra safed—uncle turant uth khade hue, "Kya hua? Adi ki awaaz... kuch gadbad hai!" Mummy ne pallu jaldi sambhala, "Mukesh... jao dekho” Uncle daudte hue terrace ki taraf bhage, mummy peeche peeche, dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha dono ka, soch rahe the koi accident toh nahi hogaya.

Jab Mukesh uncle terrace pahunche, unhone dekha mai gir gaya tha, edge ki wall par latak raha tha—sirf hath se pakda hua tha, niche bahut unchai thi. Adi mera haath pakad kar khada tha, apni puri taqat laga kar mujhe upar khinch raha tha, prevent kar raha tha girne se, uska chehra dar se laal ho gaya tha. Uncle ye dekh kar unki dil ki dhadkan ruk gayi, wo bahut dar gaye, aur daud kar aaye, edge par pahunche aur mera haath pakad liya, zor se upar khinchne lage – "Sonu, pakade raho beta, main aa gaya!" Mummy abhi abhi pahunchi thi, mujhe latakte dekh kar unka dil ruk gaya, jaise zindagi khatam ho gayi ho – "Sonu... mera beta!" wo chillai, ankhon mein aansu aa gaye.

Mukesh uncle ne mera haath pakad kar upar khincha, lekin unka haath cement aur rod se badly scratch ho gaya, khoon nikalne laga, dard ho raha tha par wo nahi ruke. Finally mujhe upar khinch liya, safe kar diya. Adi ne saans li, aur explain kiya – "Papa, Sonu tag khelte hue bhag raha tha aur gir gaya!" Mummy ne mujhe jaldi se apni bahon mein le liya, rone lagi – "Sonu beta, kuch nahi hua na? Mummy aa gayi," mera sir unke boobs mein badly crush ho gaya tha, unke heavy boobs mein ghusa hua tha, doodh ki khushboo aa rahi thi, par mummy sirf mujhe pakad kar ro rahi thi, aansu gir rahe the.

Uncle ne relief mehsoos kiya, apne bleeding haath ko pakad kar khade the, khoon tapak raha tha. Adi dar se kaanp raha tha, usne bhi mujhe peeche se hug kiya. Mummy ne mujhe dekh kar sure kiya mai theek hoon, phir wo Mukesh uncle ki taraf bhagi aur unhe bahut tightly hug kar liya – unke haath uncle ke gale mein, body se chipak gayi, uncle ko cool breeze jaise feel hua, mummy ke soft boobs uncle ke chest par press ho gaye. Mummy ro ro kar bol rahi thi – "Thank you, thank you Mukesh... thank you so much, agar aap nahi hote toh mera Sonu... mera pyara beta kho jata.
Kuch der baad mummy aur uncle alag hue, mummy ne uncle ka bleeding haath dekha—khoon abhi bhi tapak raha tha, chehra chinta se bhara, "Mukesh... yeh haath? Khoon nikal raha hai, dard toh bohot ho raha hoga! Chalo andar, medikit laati hoon." Uncle ne muskuraya, "Kuch nahi Ananya... chhoti si chot hai, fikar mat karo." Par mummy nahi maani, unko bedroom mein le gayi, medikit nikala—cotton, antiseptic, band-aid sab lagaya, "Ruko na, main kar leti hoon” Uncle baith gaye bed pe, mummy ne haath pakda, saaf kiya—khoon saaf hua, bandage lagaya, "Ab theek hai... par hospital chalte hain titnes ka injection laga lena, please Mukesh, mana mat karo." Uncle ne haan mein sir hila diya, "Theek hai ananya... chalte hain." Mummy aur uncle hospital gaye, doctor ne check kiya—stitches liye thode se, dressing ki proper, "Sir, yeh chot gehri hai, rest karo 2-3 din." Wo wapas aaye ghar, hum living room mein baithe the, mummy aayi Adi ko hug kiya tight, "Adi beta... thank you tumne apne bhai ko girne se bacha liya, agar tum nahi hota toh... tum mere hero ho ab." Adi sharmaya, "Mummy... ko pakad liya tha." Phir mummy ne mujhe hug kiya aur tight, "Sonu... kabhi upar mat jaana ab, promise kar mummy se." Hum dono bole, "Promise mummy... nahi jayenge." Mummy ne smile di, aansu ponchhe.

Phir Adi ne mummy ka ek boob dabaya suddenly, "Mummy... doodh pina hai, bhookh lagi hai." Mummy hans di, "Arre beta... abhi? Theek hai." mummy blouse ke saare hooks khol di, boobs bahar aaye heavy, "Aa jao dono, pi lo... mummy ka doodh tumhare liye hi hai." Humne ek ek nipple muh mein daala aur chusne lage—chup chup awaaz aayi, doodh nikal raha tha. Uncle peeche se aaye, hum sab bedroom wapas gaye, let gaye—mummy ki peeth uncle ki taraf, nangi peeth dikh rahi thi blouse khule hone se, gori skin chamak rahi thi. Humne saara doodh chus liya, phir bhi nipples ko dry suck karte rahe, mummy jaanti thi par dil na kiya rokne ka. 7 baj gaye, mummy ne nipples humare muh se nikaale, "Bas ab beta... ho gaya doodh khatam, dinner banaati hoon." Mummy ne blouse bandh kiye aur kitchen gayi.

Raat ko mummy ne papa ko call kiya—phone pe sab batayi, awaaz mein abhi bhi thoda dar, "Anand ji... aaj bohot bada accident ho gaya tha, Sonu terrace se gir gaya edge se, latak gaya tha neeche... hamare neighbour ke bete ne pakad liya tha, par upar nahi kheench pa raha tha. Mukesh ji ye hamare neighbour hai, hamare padosi, security officer department ke head hain na woh... unhone time pe pahunch kar Sonu ko upar khincha, lekin haath kat gaya unka khoon nikalne laga par nahi ruke wo. Agar woh nahi hote toh... mera beta chala jata." Papa ki awaaz chinta bhari thi, "Ananya... kya keh rahi ho? Sonu theek hai na? Hospital gaye?" Mummy ne saans li, "Haan ji... uske uncle ka haath stitches liye, Sonu safe hai. Bas dar lag gaya tha bohot... ab theek hain sab." Papa ne tasalli di, "Shukriya Mukesh ji ko bolna mera... jaldi aaunga ghar, promise."

Dinner mein mummy ne uncle ko haath se khilaya. Unka right haath damaged ho gaya tha. Mummy boli "Mukesh... main khilaati hoon... araam se khao." Uncle muskuraye, "Ananya... tum kitni caring wife ho”. Aaise hi 2 din beet gaye—uncle ghar pe rest kar rahe the, healing fast kyuki strong immunity thi unki, patti change hoti rahi. Ek din bedroom mein uncle aur mummy lete hue the—uncle ka haath almost heal ho gaya tha, mummy ka blouse dono kandhon se neeche tha, boobs ka upper part visible ho raha tha, gori cleavage chamak rahi thi. Uncle mummy ke upar chadh gaye, kiss karne lage wild, neck suck karte hue, shoulders pe bite, cleavage mein muh ghusa diya, "Ananya... tum kitni hot ho, yeh skin... pagal kar deti hai tumhari." Mummy ki ankhen band thi, thoda enjoy kar rahi thi, moan dheere se, "Umm... Mukesh, aah... dhire bite karo." Uncle mummy ki kamar mazboot dabaye, lund super hard ho gaya tha pant mein, par lund ka istamaal nahi kar sake abhi tak mummy ke sath isiliye unka lund cramp hone laga, dard se. Uncle ne gale pe hard bite kiya jaise ek bhookha vampire karta hai, mummy ka zor ka moan nikal gaya, "Aaaaaahhhhh... Mukesh! Dard ho raha hai!" Awaaz poore ghar mein gunj gayi. Uncle mummy se utar gaye aur side mein let gaye, dard se chehra sakda.

Mummy ne ye dekha aur dar gayi, haath uncle ke nange seene pe rakhi hair mein phirate hue, "Kya hua Mukesh? Dard ho raha hai? Bolo na, kya problem hai?" Uncle kuch nahi bole, bas ek haath apne huge lund pe rakha pant ke upar, rub karne lage dard se. Mummy shocked ho gayi—ankhen badi, muh khula, "Yeh... kya? Mukesh ji, yeh kya ho raha hai?" Uncle ne sharm se awaaz dheemi, "Mera... mera... lund dard kar raha hai... bohot." Mummy shocked, "kyaaa? Kaise? Mummy ko kuch samaj nahi aa raha tha. Mummy boli hospital chalte hain!" Uncle ne sharm se sir hilaya, "Nahi jaan... hospital nahi, bas paani de do ek glass, theek ho jayega." Mummy turant kitchen gayi aur pani ka glass lekar aai phir uncle ka sir uper utha kar pilayi, "Piyo dhire se... ab bolo, kya hua?" Mummy ki nazar uncle ke pant pe thi, lund hil raha tha, mummy size dekh kar hairaan, "Yeh... itna bada? Uff Mukesh, hospital hi chalte hain." Uncle ne mana kiya, "Nahi Ananya... painkiller de do, wait karte hain." Mummy ne tablets laayi, uncle ko khilayi, 5 minute wait kiye—par dard badh gaya, uncle ka chehra twist ho raha tha. Mummy rone lagi, "Mukesh... please hospital chalo, main ro rahi hoon, kuch ho jayega"

Uncle finally maan gaye, "Theek hai... chalte hain." Mummy aur Mukesh uncle hospital pahunche, doctor ko jab baat pata chali tab unhone mummy ko bahar wait karne ko bola, mummy bahar sharm aur dar me thi, "Kya hua hoga?" 20 minute baad nurse aayi, "Madam, andar aaiye." Mummy nervous thi wo andar gayi, uncle ab theek lag rahe the, doctor desk pe baithe the, uncle chair pe. Doctor ne bola, "Mukesh sir ko ek serious problem hai... unka penis continuously stimulated ho raha hai, par istamaal nahi ho pa raha, isliye dard ho raha hai." Mummy shocked, "What? Yeh kaisi problem hai doctor sahab?" Uncle chup sun rahe the. Doctor ne bola, "Haan Ananya ji, yeh rare condition hai. actually sir hyper sexual hai, par sexual activity nahi ho pa rahi hai, isliye semen build up ho raha hai. Agar ejaculate nahi hua toh irreversible damage ho sakta hai, Mukesh sir kabhi father nahi ban payenge fir." Mummy ka muh khula, "Oh god... toh kya karna hoga?" Doctor ne jawab diya, "Sir ko kisi woman ke saath sex karna hoga ya blowjob dena padega semen release karne ke liye... yeh tablets pain ke liye, par 3 din se zyada mat dena. Yeh soft ball stress ke liye, isko sir squeeze kar sakte hai dard ke dauran" mummy hairan thi doctor ki bato se. mummy ne doctor se bahut pucha ki aur koi upay bataiye lekin aur koi upay nahi tha. Kuch der ke baad mummy aur uncle wapas aaye ghar—raaste mein dono chup the, mummy window se bahar dekh rahi, uncle drive karte hue soch rahe the, "Yeh kya ho gaya..."

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Ghar pahunchte hi mummy ne uncle ko support kiya, unka haath pakad kar andar le gayi—uncle ka chehra abhi bhi thoda sakda tha dard se, par woh chup the, bas mummy ki baahon mein sahara le rahe the. "Mukesh... pehle baitho na sofa pe, paani laati hoon, thoda sa rest kar lo pehle," mummy ne kaha awaaz mein chinta bhari, haath se uncle ke kandhe pe halka sa dabaya taaki woh araam se baith jayen. Uncle ne sofa pe baith kar sir peeche kiya, aankhen band kar li, "Haan Ananya... bas paani de do. Mummy jaldi kitchen ki taraf badhi, glass mein thanda paani bhara. Paani le kar wapas aayi, uncle ke haathon mein diya, "Piyo dhire dhire... saara pi lo, dehydration na ho jaye. Tablets yahan rakh deti hoon table pe, aur yeh soft ball bhi—doctor ne bola tha stress ke time squeeze karna, dard kam hoga." Uncle ne paani piya ek ghutak mein, phir bola, "Thanks jaan... Ab tum jaa, bacchon ko college se le aao time ho gaya hai, main bed mein let jata hoon thoda."

Mummy ne sir hilaya, par chehra pe chinta ki lakeerein thi, "Haan Mukesh... main jaldi aaungi, tu araam karo" mummy scooty ki keys uthayi aur bahar nikal gayi—2:30 baj rahe the, college pahunchi toh hum daudte hue aaye, "Mummy!" Mummy ne humein gale lagaya, par aaj uski smile nahi thi jaise roz hoti hai, chehra udaas sa lag raha tha, jaise koi bojh dil pe ho. Hum ghar aaye, mummy ne snacks ka plate rakha table pe—biscuit, "Beta... khao jaldi, aaj thak gayi hoon thoda, fresh ho jao phir rest kar lena." Main ne notice kiya mummy ki aankhen laal laal thi, jaise royi ho, poocha, "Mummy... kya hua aaj? aap smile nahi kar rahi, roz toh has has kar bolti hai humse, aaj kyun itni chup ho gayi?" Adi ne bhi join kiya, "Haan aunty... mummy, kuch gadbad toh nahi?" Mummy ne thoda ruk kar humein dekha, awaaz mein thakaan mix chinta, "Arre kuch nahi beta... bas aaj mood off hai thoda, uncle ko bhi dard ho raha hai haath mein, hospital gaye the. Khao snacks, phir andar jao rest karo, aaj daddy ko disturb mat karna, woh bhi theek nahi feel kar rahe hain. main aati hoon thoda der mein." Humne snacks kha liye, phir bedroom gaye—uncle side mein so rahe the, chehra dard se sakda sa, hum dusri taraf let gaye, chup chap rest karne lage, soch rahe the "Uncle ko kya ho gaya aaj."

Mummy living room mein sofa pe baith gayi, haath se chehra chhupaya—ankhon se aansu nikal aaye dheere se, ro rahi thi chupke chupke, soch rahi thi doctor ki baaton ke baare mein, "Yeh sab meri wajah se ho raha hai... agar main nahi hoti mukesh ki zindagi mein, toh woh theek rehte. Ab yeh problem... kaise solve hoga? 20 minute baad mummy ne aansu ponchhe, aur bedroom mein aayi—hum so chuke the thode se, uncle bhi neend mein the. Woh uncle ke bagal mein let gayi, blanket ke neeche haath uncle ke haath pe rakhi, mummy chup rahi poori shaam. Shaam ko uncle mummy ko side mein le gaye private baat ke liye unhone humhein bola, "Beta... thoda bahar wait karo, mummy se baat karni hai." Hum living room mein TV dekhte rahe. Uncle ne mummy ko bedroom mein band kiya, awaaz dheemi si, "Ananya... mat ro, main theek ho jaunga, fikar mat karo. Mere paas ek idea hai, main ek prostitute arrange kar lunga, woh definitely help karegi is problem ko fix karne mein, fir sab normal ho jayega, hum sab khush rahenge." Mummy ki aankhon se aansu girne lage fir se, chehra haath se chhupaya, "Mukesh... yeh kya bol rahe ho? Prostitute? yeh safe nahi hai bilkul bhi, agar kuch ho gaya tumhe toh main kaise… Nahi, yeh galat hai, socho na aur tarika." Uncle ne usko gale lagaya, "Arre jaan... fikar mat karo, main dhang wali dhundh lunga. Please ruk jao, ro mat, main hoon na yahan." Mummy ne sir hilaya, awaaz mein roti hui, "Kaise na rohun Mukesh? Tu itna dard seh raha hai, aur yeh problem... main dekh nahi sakti tujhe aise. Rest kar aur, please... soch lenge kal fir." Uncle ne haan bola, "Theek hai jaan... rest karta hoon."

Mummy kitchen mein dinner banane gayi—roti bel rahi thi, sabzi kaat rahi thi, par mann nahi laga, soch rahi thi uncle ke dard ke baare mein aur wo itna bada lund. Mummy wapas aayi check karne, uncle soft ball squeeze kar rahe the dard se, "Mukesh ji tablet kha lo? Mai paani le aati hoon." Dinner ke baad mummy ne uncle ko tablet khilayi pain ke liye, "Yeh lo pi lo dhire se... araam milega raat ko." Sab bed pe let gaye—mummy Ishaan ko doodh pila rahi thi, par chehra udaas sa, jaise khushi hi na ho aaj. Sequence thi Adi-main-mummy Ishaan ke saath, aur last mein uncle. Uncle ka haath mummy ki kamar pe rakha tha blanket ke neeche, pet ko feel kar rahe the, ungliyaan navel ke around ghum rahi thi dheere se. Humne poocha, "Mummy... humein bhi doodh do na, Ishaan ko de rahi ho." Ishaan ke khatam karne ke baad mummy ne bola, "Aa jao beta... yeh le, dono taraf se pi lo." Blouse khola hua tha, boobs expose tha—humne chusna shuru kiya, chup chup awaaz aayi. Uncle humein aur mummy ko dekh rahe the, mummy ne uncle ka haath tight pakda, jaise sahara le rahi ho, "Mukesh... sab theek ho jayega."

Raat gehri hone lagi, uncle ne mummy ko poora pyar dikhaya—woh uske upar chadh gaye, blouse dono taraf se aadha neeche tha uncle bite karne lage, neck pe, shoulders pe, cleavage mein muh ghusa diya, "Ananya... tu meri ho poori, yeh sab mera hai." Mummy moan kar rahi thi bohot zor se, "Aaaah... Mukesh, dhire... aaaah, bacche sun lenge!" Par Adi aur mujhe aadat pad chuki thi mummy ki moans ki, hum so rahe the jaise kuch na ho. Uncle ne haath mummy ke baalon mein phiraya, mummy ke haath uncle ke balo mein ghuste hue, "Umm... Mukesh, aah... aur kareeb aa jao." Uncle neeche gaye, saree ki kamar thodi kholi, navel pe muh lagaya, suck karne lage stomach pe, bite kiye halke se, "Yeh navel... kitna sexy hai tumhari, jaise mere liye hi banaya ho." Mummy ka jism mein arch ban gaya, "Ohh... bas karo na, aaaah... " 12 baje uncle uth gaye, bedroom se bahar nikal gaye—mummy ne aankhen kholi, dekha, socha "Aaj kyun uth gaye? Roz toh raat bhar saath rehte hain." Mummy ne blouse adjust kiya, dheere se uthi aur peeche peeche gayi—uncle bathroom mein gaye the, darwaja thoda khula hua tha, mummy ne sun liya andar se awaazein, uncle masturbate kar rahe the mummy ke naam le kar, "Ananya... aah, tu hi toh ho meri jaan... aaaah! Ye sab tumhari wajah se hi hai, mai tumse har tarike se pyar karna chahata hoon baby" Mummy shocked ho gayi, socha "Mukesh... mera naam le kar kar rahe hain yeh, meri wajah se itna dard seh rahe hain." Woh wapas aayi, 5 minute baad uncle wapas aaye aur mummy ke bagal mein let gaye, haath uski kamar pe rakhe aur so gaye.

Subah mummy jaag gayi pehle, kitchen mein gayi—chai ban rahi thi, par mann mein doctor ki baatein ghoom rahi thi, "Woh bole the... penis forever kharab ho jayega agar release na hua, yeh sab meri wajah se ho raha hai. Agar main uncle ki life mein nahi aati toh woh theek rehte, yeh problem hi nahi hoti." Aansoo girne lage chai banate hue. Uncle peeche se aaye, upar se nange, chhati pe baal chamak rahe the, haath mummy ki kamar pe rakhe, "Good morning beautiful wife... kaisi neend aayi?" Mummy ne muskurane ki koshish ki, par chehra udaas, "Good morning Mukesh... achhi thi, tum kaise ho aaj? Dard kam hai na?" Uncle ne ek haath mummy ke gale pe rakha, dusra cleavage pe boobs ke just uper aur phir rub karne lage, "Haan jaan... bohot better feel kar raha hoon, tumhari wajah se araam mil gaya raat ko. Ab tum bhi smile karo, yeh chehra udaas kyun?" Kuch minute aise hi rahe, uncle rubbing continue, mummy ka jism garam ho raha tha touch se, saree ki kamar thodi khul gayi navel expose karte hue tension badhane ke liye. Tabhi mummy ro padi suddenly, "Mukesh... aaaah, ro rahi hoon, bas ye ansho nahi ruk rahe." Uncle ne ghumaya usko, dono shoulders pakde, "Kya hua Ananya? Bolo na, kya baat hai dil mein? Kal se hi chup nahi ho rahi tum."

Mummy ne sir hilaya, roti hui, "Kuch nahi... bas doctor ki baatein yaad aa rahi hain, time nahi hai humare paas Mukesh, already ek din beet gaya. Prostitute kaise milegi jo agree kare, main nahi chahti koi aur aurat tumhare paas aaye, yeh soch kar hi dil toot raha hai." Uncle ne gale lagaya tight, "Arre jaan... tum meri wife ho Ananya, kya tum help karogi meri? Mummy chup ho gayi, kuch nahi boli—phir yaad aaya Sonu ka accident, kaise uncle ne haath kaat kar bhi bachaya tha mujhe, "Agar woh na hote toh Sonu... mera beta chala jata." Mummy ne dheere se sir hilaya haan mein, "Haan Mukesh... kar lungi, tum mera husband ho." Uncle ne turant mummy ke honthon pe kiss kar diya, hard wild kiss, tongue ghusa di, mummy ne saath diya, "Mmm... Mukesh, aah..." Phir uncle neeche gaye, gale pe kiss, neck suck, cleavage mein bite, "Yeh cleavage... mera hai ab."

Nashta karne ke baad uncle ne humein college drop kiya. Hum college gaye, uncle wapas aaye—mummy ghar saaf kar rahi thi, jhadoo laga rahi thi, saree thodi messy ho gayi, kamar poori expose ho gayi jhukte hue, gori pet aur navel chamak raha tha tension badhane ke liye. Uncle bedroom mein gaye wait karne, mummy apna kam karke aayi aur bagal mein let gayi. Uncle ne smooch kiya mummy ko tightly, haath kamar pe, "Ananya... tum kitni soft hai, bas hug kar loon poora din." Mummy nazar se dekhi, "Mukesh... haan." Uncle ne dheere se poocha, "Jaan... tumhare boobs dekhne ka man ho raha hai? Bas ek baar, please." Mummy ne 2 minute socha, uneasy feel kar rahi thi, par haan boli, "Theek hai... dekh lo." Blouse ke buttons kholne lagi—pehle ek hook, cleavage deep ho gaya, gora flesh dikh raha tha; dusra hook, boobs ka upper part expose, bhura aerola dikhne laga. nipples ka hint; teesra final hook bhi khol gaya.

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