Adultery Mummy our Unke Badle Andaaz

[Sairajp]

Mera naam Rahul hai. Hum ek choti si, disciplined family hain. Mere Papa, Rajesh, ek bank mein kaam karte hain—seedhe-saadhe, thode purane khayalat ke. Meri Maa, Nandini, ek local college mein senior professor hain. Wo dikhne mein kisi heroine se kam nahi hain—38 ki umar mein bhi unka figure ekdum maintain hai, aur jab wo silk saree pehen kar college jaati hain, toh bade-bade unhe mud kar dekhte hain.

Pichle hafte Papa ne Maa ko unki anniversary par ek naya Samsung smartphone gift kiya. Maa khush toh thi, par unhe technology se darr lagta tha.

"Rahul beta, ye WhatsApp kaise chalta hai? Meri saari colleagues isi par baat karti hain," Maa ne ek shaam mujhse pucha. Maine haste huye kaha, "Lao Maa, main sab setup kar deta hoon." Maine unka account banaya, par usi waqt mere dimaag mein ek shaitani idea aaya. Maine apne laptop par WhatsApp Web khola aur unka QR code scan kar liya. Mujhe laga tha bas thoda mazaak karunga ya dekhunga ki wo kya karti hain, par mujhe kya pata tha ki main unke narak mein girne ka gawah banne wala hoon.

Agli subah, Papa office chale gaye. Maa ko naya SIM card chahiye tha kyunki purana wala baar-baar network chhod raha tha. Unhone kaha, "Main bazaar ja rahi hoon, naya number lekar aati hoon." Wo market ki uss choti si, andheri mobile shop par gayi jahan Aryan baitha tha. Aryan... wo hamare college ka sabse badnaam ladka tha. Wo Maa ki hi class ka student tha, par padhai se zyada use maar-peet aur "goondagardi" pasand thi.

Maa dukaan ke andar gayi. AC ki thandi hawa ke bawajood, wahan ka mahaul garam hone wala tha.

"Nandini Madam? Aap yahan mere naseeb kholne aayi hain?" Aryan ne kursi par fail kar baithte huye kaha. Usne ek tight black sleeveless t-shirt pehni thi, jisme uske baazuon (biceps) ki nasein (veins) saaf dikh rahi thi.

Maa thoda thithki. "Aryan, tameez se baat karo. Mujhe naya SIM chahiye, jaldi setup kar do."
Aryan muskuraaya. Wo utha aur counter ke peeche se bahar nikal aaya. Wo itna kareeb tha ki Maa ki saree ka pallu uske seene se touch ho raha tha. Maa thoda peeche hatne ki koshish karne lagi, par peeche deewar thi.

"Dariye mat Madam, main toh bas signal check kar raha hoon," Aryan ne kaha aur Maa ke haath se unka naya phone chin liya. Phone pakadne ke bahane, usne apni garam aur khurdari hatheli Maa ki komal kalai par rakh di aur use dheere se dabaya.

Maa ki saans atak gayi. "Aryan... chhodo mujhe!" unhone dabi awaaz mein kaha.

Lekin Aryan nahi ruka. Usne naya SIM card slot kholne ke liye apna chehra Maa ke gardan ke paas laya. Maa ko uske saste cigarette aur mardana perfume ki mehak aa rahi thi. Aryan ne apna dusra haath Maa ki kamar par rakha, wahan jahan saree aur blouse ke beech thodi skin dikh rahi thi. Usne apni ungliyan wahan halki si phira di.

Maa ka pura sharir kaanp gaya. Wo chilla sakti thi, par unhe darr tha ki bahar log dekh lenge toh unki image kharab ho jayegi. Wo bas khadi rahi, uss 'goonde' student ke najaayaz touch ko mehsoos karte huye, jise unhe darr bhi lag raha tha... aur kahin na kahin, ek ajeeb si thartharahat (excitement) bhi ho rahi thi.

Abhi ke liye itna hi next parts se bade bade posts aayenge. Agar aapko pasand aaya toh keep commenting.

[Taniyamalik]

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[SachinNarvekar]

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[Fallon]

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[Rocky69]

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[Taunje@#]

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[Erotica erotica]

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[Sairajp]

Raat ke 11:30 baj rahe hain. Ghar mein sannata hai. Papa so chuke hain aur tum apne kamre mein laptop screen ki roshni mein baithe ho. Maa apne bed par leti hui naya phone chala rahi hain, shayad settings dekh rahi hain. Tabhi WhatsApp Web par ek naya message flash hota hai.
Aryan: "Madam? So gayi kya aap? Bas check kar raha tha ki naya SIM thik se active hua ya nahi."
Nandini: "Aryan! Ye kya waqt hai message karne ka? Tumhe tameez nahi hai? Itni raat ko kisi teacher ko tang nahi karte."
Aryan: "I am so sorry Madam. Sach mein mera wo matlab nahi tha. Mujhe laga shayad aap jaag rahi hongi. Aaj class mein bhi mera behaviour thoda ajeeb tha, uske liye bhi maafi chahta hoon."
Nandini: "Theek hai, par dobara mat karna. Kal college mein baat hogi."
Aryan: "Ji Madam. Bas ek choti si request thi... Kya main apni padhai ke doubts is number par puch sakta hoon? College mein utna waqt nahi mil pata aur aap sabse best samjhati hain."
Nandini: "Padhai ke liye thik hai, par sirf din mein. Abhi so jao."
Aryan: "Thank you so much! Wese ghar par sab kaise hain? Sir (Papa) toh so gaye honge? Aur Rahul?"
Nandini: "Haan, sab so gaye hain. Main bhi bas sone hi wali hoon."
Aryan: "Akele itni raat tak jaagna boring lagta hoga na? Wese Madam, sach bolun toh class ke shor mein main kabhi keh nahi paya... aap jab baal khule rakhti hain toh bohot pyaari lagti hain. Bilkul professor nahi, koi heroine lagti hain."
Nandini: "Aryan, ye sab kya bol rahe ho? So jao chup-chaap."
Aryan: "Sone hi ja raha hoon... bas aapka wo khule baalon wala chehra dimaag se ja nahi raha. Kya aapne abhi bhi baal khule rakhe hain? Ek baar dekh leta toh shayad neend achi aati. Ek choti si photo bhej sakti hain? Sirf mere dekhne ke liye?"
Maa ke haath thode thithak gaye. Unhone 'Typing...' shuru kiya, phir rukh gayi. Unhone apne baalon par haath phera jo waqayi abhi khule hue the aur unke kandhon par phaili hui thi. Unke chehre par ek anjaani si muskurahat aayi jo unhone khud se bhi chupani chahi.
Tumne dekha ki wo block ka button nahi daba rahi hain, balki baar-baar Aryan ki 'Heroine' wali line ko padh rahi hain.

[Sairajp]

Maa ne photo toh nahi bheji, par Aryan ki us baat ne unke andar ki dabbi hui khwahishon ko jaise hila kar rakh diya tha. Tumne laptop par dekha, Maa ne reply kiya:
Nandini: "Aryan, tum bohot aage badh rahe ho. Photo maangne ki himmat kaise hui tumhari? Main abhi phone rakh rahi hoon."
Aryan: "Gussa mat kijiye Madam. Maine sirf tarif ki thi. Sundarta ki tarif karna koi gunah toh nahi? Aur waise bhi, is waqt kaun dekh raha hai? Sir toh so rahe hain... aur main yahan akela aapke baare mein soch raha hoon."
Nandini: "Mere baare mein kya soch rahe ho? Tumhe apni padhai par dhyan dena chahiye."
Aryan: "Wahi toh kar raha hoon Madam. Aapki aankhon ki gehrai ko study kar raha hoon. Aap jab saree ka pallu sambhalti hain na class mein, mera dhyan puri tarah bhatak jata hai. Kya abhi bhi aapne saree pehni hai ya... nighty?"
Nandini: (Maa ka dil tezi se dhadakne laga. Unhone nighty pehni thi, par unhone likha) "Saree hi pehni hai. Aur tum itni gehri baatein kab se karne lage?"
Aryan: "Jab se aapko naye nazariye se dekhna shuru kiya hai. Sach bataun? Aap is umer mein bhi itni fit hain ki hamare college ki ladkiyan aapke saamne kuch nahi. Wo chamakti hui skin, wo sharir ki banawat... kasam se, koi bhi pagal ho jaye."
Nandini: "Bas karo Aryan... tum mujhe sharaminda kar rahe ho."
Aryan: "Sharaminda nahi Madam, 'feel' kijiye. Kya kabhi Sir ne aapko itni raat ko jaga kar bataya hai ki aap kitni 'hot' lag rahi hain? Ya wo bas so jate hain?"
Maa ki saansein bhari hone lagi thi. Unhone karwat badli, aur unka haath anayayas hi apne gale ke paas nighty ke button par gaya. Aryan ki baatein unhe wo ehsaas dila rahi thi jo shayad Papa ne saalon se nahi dilaya tha. Raat lambi hone wali thi, aur tum screen par unke har badalte jazbaat ko saaf dekh rahe the.
Maa ne thodi der tak reply nahi kiya. Wo bed par leti hui chat ko baar-baar upar-neeche scroll kar rahi thi. Unhe darr lag raha tha ki ye galat hai, par Aryan ki mardana taarif unke kaano mein kisi naseele sangeet ki tarah ghul rahi thi.
Nandini: "Aryan, tum unke baare mein aise baat karna shobha nahi deta. Wo bohot shareef insaan hain."
Aryan: "Shareef toh sab hote hain Madam, par kya wo aapko wo 'attention' dete hain jo aap deserve karti hain? Maine dekha hai, wo hamesha apne kaam ya news mein busy rehte hain. Itni khoobsurat biwi paas ho, toh koi news kaise dekh sakta hai?"
Nandini: "Tum abhi bache ho, rishton ki samajh nahi hai tumhe. Ab so jao, bohot raat ho gayi hai."
Aryan: "Bacha mat kahiye Madam... bache aisi baatein nahi karte jo main soch raha hoon. Aur neend kaise aayegi? Jab se aapka khayal aaya hai, mere bistar ki chadar garam ho gayi hai. Kya aapko garmi nahi lag rahi?"
Nandini: "Thodi... shayad AC thik se kaam nahi kar raha."
Aryan: "AC ka kasoor nahi hai Madam. Ye us 'ehsaas' ki garmi hai jo main aapko dila raha hoon. Sochiye, agar is waqt main wahan hota... aapke kamre mein... bilkul khamoshi se..."
Nandini: (Maa ne apne hont daanton tale daba liye) "Tum... tum wahan hote toh kya karte?"
Aryan: "Main aapke peeche baithta, aapke khule baalon ko hatakar aapki nangi gardan par apni garam saansein chhodta. Phir dheere se aapke kaan ke paas gungunata... ki aap meri sabse badi 'fantasy' ho."
Maa ka pura jism tharthara utha. Unhone phone ko apne seene se chipka liya aur aankhein band kar li. Unhe mehsoos ho raha tha jaise Aryan waqayi unke kamre mein hai. Tum laptop par dekh rahe ho—Maa ne ab tak ek baar bhi 'Block' karne ka nahi socha. Ulta, unhone apni nighty ka upar wala button dheere se khol diya jaise unhe waqayi ghutan ho rahi ho.
Aryan: "Chup kyun ho gayi? Kya imagine karne lagi?"
Maa ne lambi saans li aur screen par apni ungliyan phirayi. Unka jism garam ho raha tha, aur Aryan ki har baat unke dimaag ke parde par ek nayi tasveer bana rahi rahi thi.
Nandini: "Main kuch imagine nahi kar rahi hoon Aryan. Bas... tumhari baatein bahut khatarnaak hain. Mujhe lagta hai mujhe phone rakh dena chahiye."
Aryan: "Khatarnaak toh wo khamoshi hai Madam, jo aapke aur Sir ke beech hai. Kya unhone kabhi aapko aise mehsoos karwaya hai jaise main karwa raha hoon? Jaise aap ek professor nahi, sirf ek aurat hain... ek behad haseen aurat?"
Nandini: "Tumhe mere aur unke rishte ke baare mein baat karne ka koi haq nahi hai."
Aryan: "Haq toh nahi hai, par aankhein toh hain na? Maine dekha hai, wo aapke saath chalte hain par aapka haath nahi pakadte. Agar main hota, toh puri duniya ke saamne aapki kamar par haath rakh kar chalta, taaki sabko pata chale ki ye 'Nandini' meri hai."
Nandini: (Maa ne apne honth dabe) "Tum pagal ho... bilkul ziddi. Aur 'Nandini' mat kaho mujhe."
Aryan: "Kyun? Naam toh bahut pyara hai. 'Nandini'... jab main ye naam leta hoon, toh mere muh mein ek alag hi mithaas ghul jati hai. Sochiye, agar main abhi aapke bilkul kareeb hota, toh kya aap mujhe 'Professor' ban kar daant-ti ya... sirf ek mard ki tarah dekhti?"
Nandini: "Main... main shayad tumhe thappad maar deti."
Aryan: "Maariye na. Aapka wo komal haath mere gaal par lagega, toh wo dard bhi mujhe sukoon dega. Par thappad maarne ke baad, jab aapki saansein mere chehre se takrayengi... tab kya karengi aap? Kya aap apni nazrein hata payengi?"
Maa ne apne bistar par karwat badli. Unki nighty thodi upar chadh gayi thi, jisse unki gori thighs (jaanghein) nazar aa rahi thi. Unhone apne ek haath se apni gardan ko dheere se sahlaaya, jaise wahan Aryan ki saansein mehsoos kar rahi hon.
Aryan: "Aap chup hain... iska matlab aap bhi wahi soch rahi hain jo main soch raha hoon. Aapka badan is waqt tharthara raha hai na, Madam? Kya main sahi hoon?"

[Sairajp]

Ye story lambi he our bahut hi seductive hone wala he. Kisi ka koi suggestion ya fantacy ho toh batana jarur. Uske upar bhi main stories laaunga.

[Wasifahim]

Awesome update please complete the story dony leave in middle

[Black Diamond]

Absolutely wonderful and beautiful update ❤️

[Sairajp]

Is it necessary to upload photos. If you do not enjoy without photos, let me know I will update photos.

[Taunje@#]

Awesome story

Next update jaldi dena bhai or Thora long dena

[Sairajp]

Maa ne phone ko apne seene se lagaya aur lambi saans li. Unka pura badan ek ajeeb si bechaini se bhar gaya tha. Laptop screen par tum dekh rahe ho ki unke reply karne ki raftar thodi kam ho gayi hai, par unka 'Online' status ek pal ke liye bhi nahi hat raha.
Nandini: "Aryan, tumhari baatein... mujhe lag raha hai jaise main koi gunah kar rahi hoon. Mujhe ab sach mein so jana chahiye."
Aryan: "Gunah tab hota Madam, jab aap kisi ko chot pahunchati. Apni khwahishon ko mehsoos karna gunah nahi hai. Sochiye, is waqt baaki sab so rahe hain... sirf hum dono jaag rahe hain. Jaise ye puri raat sirf humare liye bani ho."
Nandini: "Par humare beech ka rishta... main tumhari teacher hoon. Ye sab baatein humare beech nahi honi chahiye."
Aryan: "College ki deewaron ke bahar, aap sirf ek aurat hain, aur main ek mard. Ek aisa mard jo aapki har ek ada ko dhyan se dekhta hai. Jab aap blackboard par likhti hain aur aapka blouse thoda sa upar chadhta hai... kya aapko pata hai ki meri nazrein kahan hoti hain?"
Nandini: (Maa ke chehre par pasine ki halki boondein aane lagi) "Aryan! Tum... tum kitne gande ho. Tum wahan dekh rahe hote ho?"
Aryan: "Ganda nahi, Madam... 'pyaasa' kahiye. Aapki wo gori kamar, wo curvature... mera jee chahta hai ki main wahan apni ungliyon se apna naam likh doon. Kya abhi bhi aapke badan par wahi paseena hai jo main mehsoos kar pa raha hoon?"
Nandini: "Haan... garmi lag rahi hai. Kaafi bechaini ho rahi hai aaj."
Aryan: "Ye bechaini sirf garmi ki wajah se nahi hai. Ye is liye hai kyunki aapko pata hai ki main aapke baare mein kya-kya soch raha hoon. Sochiye, main bilkul khamoshi se aapke peeche aata... aur apni thandi ungliyan aapki us garam, namm (moist) gardan par rakhta. Aapka badan thanda pad jata ya aur garam ho jata?"
Maa ne apne ek haath se apni nighty ka gala thoda dhila kiya. Unka saans lene ka tarika badal gaya tha. Unhone apni aankhein band ki aur Aryan ki us baat ko mehsoos karne ki koshish ki. Unhe aisa lag raha tha jaise Aryan ki ungliyan sach mein unki gardan par rirak rahi hain.
Aryan: "Batiye na, Madam... kya mehsoos ho raha hai aapko? Kya aapka dil waise hi dhak-dhak kar raha hai jaise dukan par kar raha tha?"
Maa ne phone ko apne takiye par rakh diya aur gehri saans li. Unka pura badan ek ajeeb si thartharahat se bhar gaya tha. Laptop screen par tum dekh rahe ho ki unke reply karne ki raftar ab aur bhi dheemi ho gayi hai, jaise har shabd likhne se pehle wo use apne jism par mehsoos kar rahi hon.
Nandini: "Aryan... tumhara dimaag bohot tez chalta hai. Itni baatein kahan se laate ho? Kisi aur ladki se bhi aise hi baat karte ho kya?"
Aryan: "Ladkiyan toh bohot hain Madam, par 'Aurat' sirf aap hain. Unn bachiye jaisi ladkiyon mein wo kashish kahan jo aapke is tajurbe wale badan mein hai. Aapki chalne ki dhaal, wo saree ka lehraana... unhe kya pata ki ek asli mard ko kya chahiye hota hai."
Nandini: "Asli mard? Tum toh abhi mahaz ek student ho."
Aryan: "Student hoon, par imtihaan aapka lena chahta hoon. Sochiye, agar is waqt main aapke bed ke kinare baitha hota... aur aapka wo naya phone mere haath mein hota. Main use side mein rakhta aur aapke dono haathon ko dheere se apne haath mein leta. Aapki hatheliyan kitni naram hongi na?"
Nandini: (Maa ne apni hatheliyon ko mutthi mein band kar liya) "Haan... kaafi naram hain. Par tumhare haath toh khurdare honge."
Aryan: "Wahi toh maza hai. Meri khurdari hatheliyan jab aapke reshmi jism se takrayengi, toh aapki skin par ek alag hi jalan hogi. Wo jalan jo aapko bataegi ki koi mard aapko kitni shiddat se chahta hai. Kya main aapke paon ki ungliyon se shuru karun... ya seedha aapke honthon tak aa jaun?"
Nandini: "Tum... tum kitne nidar ho. Darr nahi lagta ki main tumhe barbad kar sakti hoon?"
Aryan: "Aapke haathon barbad hona toh naseeb ki baat hai. Wese, kya aapne abhi payal pehni hai? Jab aap chalti hain, toh unki awaaz mere kaano mein gunjti hai. Mujhe lagta hai wo payal mere naam ki honi chahiye thi."
Maa ne apne pairon ki taraf dekha. Unki chaandi ki payal chandni mein chamak rahi thi. Unhone dheere se apne ek pair ko dusre pair se ragda, aur payal ki halki si 'chhunn' ki awaaz hui. Unhe aisa laga jaise Aryan ne unhe dekh liya ho.
Aryan: "Awaaz aayi mujhe... aapne abhi apne pair hilaye na? Kya aap mere bare mein soch kar thoda bechain ho rahi hain, Nandini?"
Maa ne apna gala saaf kiya, halanki wo kamre mein akeli thi. Unka ek haath anayayas hi unki nighty ke reshmi kapde par phisal raha tha, jaise wo khud ko yakeen dila rahi hon ki ye sab sach hai. Laptop par tumne dekha, "Typing..." ka status kaafi der tak dikha, phir ruk gaya, phir dikha.
Nandini: "Tumhe kaise pata chala? Kya tum mere kamre mein ho... jo tumne wo awaaz sun li?"
Aryan: "Main wahan nahi hoon, par mera dhyan wahan hai. Jab insaan kisi ko itni shiddat se 'imagine' karta hai na, toh use uski payal ki chhankaar bhi sunayi deti hai aur uski saanson ki garmi bhi mehsoos hoti hai. Wese, kya wo payal abhi bhi aapke gori pindliyon (calves) par tharthara rahi hain?"
Nandini: "Haan... thoda sa. Tumhara dimaag bohot tez chalta hai Aryan. Itna dhyan padhai mein lagaya hota toh shayad toppers mein hote."
Aryan: "Padhai toh kitabein hain Madam, par aap toh ek puri 'poetry' hain. Aur poetry ko toh raaton ko jaag kar hi samjha jata hai. Sochiye, agar main abhi aapke bed ke kinare baith kar, dhire se aapka ek pair apni god mein rakh loon... aur apni khurdari ungliyon se aapki un naram talwon (soles) ko sehlaun... kya aap mujhe rokengi?"
Nandini: (Maa ne apne pairon ki ungliyan sikoड़ li) "Main... main shayad tumhe laat maar deti. Par tum shayad rukte nahi."
Aryan: "Bilkul nahi rukta. Main toh wahi khurdari ungliyan dheere-dheere upar lata... wahan jahan aapki nighty khatam hoti hai aur aapki makhmali skin shuru hoti hai. Kya aapko pata hai ki aapki skin itni chamakdar kyun hai? Kyun ki wo kisi ke 'ehsaas' ke liye tarras rahi hai."
Nandini: "Bas karo... meri saansein phool rahi hain. Itni gehri baatein mat karo."
Aryan: "Saansein toh abhi aur phoolengi. Sochiye, main wahi ungliyan aapki kamar ke us mod par le jata... jahan thodi der pehle dukan par maine chhua tha. Wahan abhi bhi thodi jalan ho rahi hai na? Jaise mera nishaan wahan chhap gaya ho?"
Maa ne phone ko zor se pakda. Unki nazrein chat par jami thi, par dimaag kahin aur tha. Unhone apni nighty ka dusra button bhi dheere se khol diya, jaise unhe waqayi saans lene mein takleef ho rahi ho. Unka jism ab Aryan ke lafzon ki pakad mein puri tarah jakda ja chuka tha.
Aryan: "Chup kyun ho? Kya mehsoos kar rahi ho abhi? Kya main aur upar aaun... ya wahi ruka rahun?"
Maa ne ek gehri saans li aur apne bikhre hue baalon ko jhatak kar thoda sakht hone ki koshish ki. Unhe laga ki wo bohot aage nikal rahi hain, isliye unhone thoda "Professor" wala roop dikhane ka faisla kiya.
Nandini: "Aryan! Bohot ho gaya tumhara ye behuda mazaak. Main tumhe dhoodh-peeta bacha samajh kar baat kar rahi thi, par tum toh apni hadon ko bhool rahe ho. Ye sab baatein kisi aur se karna, mujhse nahi."
Aryan: "Acha? Ab itni raat ko achanak 'Madam' jaag gayi? Abhi toh aap bade maze se sun rahi thi. Kya hua, darr lag raha hai ki kahin aapka shareef chehra pighal na jaye?"
Nandini: "Darr mujhe nahi, tumhe lagna chahiye. Agar maine ye chat kisi ko dikha di, toh tumhara career khatam ho jayega. Samjhe? Is liye tameez mein raho."
Aryan: "Career toh kabka aapke kadmon mein gir chuka hai. Aur rahi baat chat ki... toh dikhaiye na! Par pehle ye toh sochiye ki aapne itni raat tak ek student se 'payal' aur 'nighty' ki baatein kyun ki? Log mujhse zyada aap par ungli uthayenge."
Nandini: (Maa thoda ghabra gayi, par nakhra barkaraar rakha) "Maine kuch galat nahi kiya. Main toh bas tumhe samjha rahi thi. Aur ab main phone switch off kar rahi hoon. Good night."
Aryan: "Switch off mat kijiye, aap nahi kar payengi. Kyunki aapka ye 'Professor' wala nakhra sirf dikhava hai. Sach toh ye hai ki aapko meri baaton se jo thartharahat ho rahi hai, wo aapko sone nahi degi. Kyun, galat keh raha hoon?"
Nandini: "Tum bohot badtameez ho. Khud ko pata nahi kya samajhte ho? Mujhse baat karne ki koshish bhi mat karna ab."
Aryan: "Itna gussa? Lagta hai maine kisi dukh-ti rag (nerve) par haath rakh diya. Wese, itne gusse mein aap aur bhi zyada qatil lagti hain. Wo laal chehra, wo phoolti hui saansein... kaash main wahan hota aapka ye nakhra todne ke liye."
Tumne dekha ki Maa ne phone side mein patak toh diya, par unki nazrein ab bhi screen ki light par thi. Wo baar-baar phone ko dekh rahi thi ki Aryan ka koi naya message aaya ya nahi. Unka ye "nakhra" sirf ek parda tha, jiske peeche wo aur bhi zyada bechain ho rahi thi.
Aryan: "Theek hai, so jaiye. Par yaad rakhna... sapne mein bhi main hi aaunga. Aur wahan toh aapka ye nakhra bhi nahi chalega."
Maa ne phone uthaya aur Aryan ka status 'Online' dekhte hi unke nakhre aur badh gaye. Unhone likha:
Nandini: "Tumhe lagta hai main tumhare sapne dekhungi? Kitni galat fehmi hai tumhe apne baare mein. Main toh bas ye dekh rahi thi ki tum aur kitni giri hui baatein kar sakte ho."
Aryan: "Acha? Dekhne ke liye itni raat tak jaagna? Madam, aap professor hain, acting mein thoda kacha haath hai aapka. Agar mera intezar nahi tha, toh reply itni jaldi kyun aaya?"
Nandini: "Reply isliye aaya kyunki main tumhe warning dena chahti thi. Aur ye 'Nandini' bulana band karo, main tumhari teacher hoon. Kal class mein milna, tab dikhati hoon tumhe nakhra kya hota hai."
Aryan: "Class mein toh aap 'Madam' hoti hain, par abhi toh aap sirf wo haseen aurat hain jise main imagine kar raha hoon. Wese, itna gussa dikha rahi hain... kahin aisa toh nahi ki aapko darr lag raha hai ki aap mujhse 'impress' ho rahi hain?"
Nandini: "Impress? Tumse? Tum jaise gunde-maliye ladke se main kabhi impress nahi ho sakti. Tumhare paas dimaag ki jagah sirf badtameezi bhari hai."
Aryan: "Badtameezi nahi, Madam... mardana haq hai mera. Aap jaisi qayamat ko dekh kar agar koi chup rahe, toh wo mard hi nahi. Aap chahe jitne nakhre dikha lein, par aapka dil is waqt zor se dhadak raha hai, ye main yahan se mehsoos kar sakta hoon."
Nandini: "Bakwas band karo. Main ab sach mein so rahi hoon. Aur yaad rakhna, kal college mein mujhse nazrein milane ki himmat mat karna."
Tumne dekha ki Maa ne 'Good Night' toh likh diya, par unhone apna ek pair dusre pair par raggadna shuru kar diya tha aur wo baar-baar apni nighty ka kapda sehla rahi thi. Unka nakhra unhe bacha nahi paa raha tha, balki Aryan ke liye aur bhi zyada 'challenge' ban gaya tha.
Maa ne 'Good Night' keh toh diya tha, par unki nazrein ab bhi screen par jami thin. Unka nakhra bas ek kachchi deewar ki tarah tha, jise Aryan ek jhatke mein girane wala tha. Aryan ne ab apna andaaz badal liya—wo ab sawal nahi kar raha tha, balki hukm chala raha tha.
Aryan: "Sone ja rahi hain? Jaaiye. Par yaad rakhna, nind mein jab thand lagegi aur aap chadar odhengi, toh aapko wahi 'ehsaas' yaad aayega jo maine dukan par diya tha. Wo meri ungliyon ki tapish... jo abhi bhi aapki skin par kahin na kahin zinda hai."
Nandini: "Aryan! Maine kaha na... bas karo ab. Tumhe sharam nahi aati?"
Aryan: "Sharam unhe aati hai jo darta ho. Main toh bas haq jata raha hoon. Aap chahe jitna 'Professor' ban lein, par abhi is waqt aapke jism ki har thartharahat mere naam ki hai. Aapka wo nakhra... wo gussa... sab mujhe aur bhi zyada uksata hai."
Nandini: "Main... main tumhe kal class se suspend karwa sakti hoon."
Aryan: "Karwa dijiye. Par usse pehle, zara apne aaine mein ja kar dekhiye. Aapki aankhon mein wo jo chamak hai na, wo gusse ki nahi hai... wo 'pyaas' ki hai. Wese, ab main thak gaya hoon. Mujhe neend aa rahi hai."
Nandini: (Maa hairan reh gayi, unhe laga tha wo aur baatein karega) "Kya? Itni jaldi?"
Aryan: "Haan. Kyun? Kya aap chahti thi main aur baatein karun? Nahi Madam, ab aap tadpiye. Ab puri raat aap mere baare mein sochengi, aur main sukoon se sounga. Yaad kijiye meri wo 'khurdari hatheliyan'... Good night, Nandini."
Aryan ne itna likhkar turant 'Last Seen' hide kiya aur offline ho gaya. Tumne laptop par dekha, Maa ne 'Typing...' shuru kiya, phir mita diya. Wo paanch minute tak screen ko dekhti rahin, shayad is intezar mein ki Aryan kuch aur kahega.
Par Aryan ne unhe beech raah mein chhod diya tha. Maa ne bechaini mein karwat badli, unka saara "nakhra" ab ek ajeeb si tadap mein badal gaya tha. Unhone apna phone takiye ke niche rakha, phir nikal kar dobara check kiya... par Aryan ja chuka tha.
Raat ka sannata ab Maa ko kaatne ko daud raha tha, aur unka jism Aryan ki un "khurdari hatheliyon" ke khayal se aur bhi zyada garam ho raha tha. Wo puri raat karwatein badalti rahin, par neend unki aankhon se koso door thi.

Wo apni ungli apne panty ke upar se chut me ragadne lagti he our apne baicheni ko shaant karne ki naakaam kosish karne lagti he. Pata nahi kab so jaati he. Main aap sabhi ko ek baat bolna bhul gaya tha. Mummy ki room me ek camera maine pehle se hi laga rakha tha. Kyun ki mera unpe crush pehle se hi tha.

[Uandeman]

Nice story ♥️♥️
Bhai next update jaldi Dena or pic add karna

[Zareen]

dhamaka aur danshu update

[Bhakhtu]

bahut badhiya kahaani

[Chudashama]

Dashing, danshu, dhamadar aur umda story writings! Hats off!

[Bimal]

Excellent and interesting writings!