chachaji milked mom(collected from net)

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Chacha-ji: Are tum chup kiyu ho Beti?

Me: Aaj to aap itni bar mujhe ishara kar rahe the... mujhe to darr hi lag raha tha kahi Ram dekh na le!

Chacha-ji (murmured): Tu sali cheez hi aisi hai!

Me: Kya?

Chacha-ji: Are Beti... main janta hoon Ram ke samne ishara karna jokhim bhara hai... par ye sari jo tum neeche kar ke pehni ho naa Beti... to sach mei tum itni kamaal lag rahi ho... I was unable to stop myself from expressing that!

Me: Kya Chacha-ji... aap bhi na!

He was still holding my hand as he was sitting on the chair and I was standing beside him. Now Chacha-ji gently pulled me more towards him, facing him.

Me: Are kya kar rahe ho aap?

Chacha-ji: Are thik se dekhne ka haque bhi kya nehi hai mujhe?

I blushed heavily as he pulled and positioned me in front of him. Now my naked fair belly and exposed navel were just in front of his eyes, more so as he was sitting on the chair. I started breathing a shade heavy also and my heaving blouse-covered boobs were also just in front of his eyes too. Naturally I was feeling quite tight to be standing like that in front of a male.

Chacha-ji: Hmm... very nice! Aur ab ye batao Beti ke iska asar Ram pe kitna hua?

Me: Achha khasa... err... mera matlab... thik hi tha Chacha-ji!

Chacha-ji: ‘Thik hi tha’ ka kya matlab hai Beti? Mujhe to lagta hai... Ram to pagal ho gaya hoga tumhe iss tarah dekhke... wo to kabhi apni maa ko aise nehi dekha hoga!

Me: Ji... err... nehi... err... mera matlab hai... waisa nehi.... par wo mujhe zaroor bari bari taak raha tha...

Chacha-ji: Bahut achha! Aisa hi mai anticipate kiya tha... Good! Apna dawai dekho sidha asar kar raha hai Ram pe!

I just nodded and smiled; what more could I say! I could not deny the fact that Ram was indeed getting slowly attracted towards my physical beauty.

Chacha-ji: And the good thing is I have not noted any further dirty porn books in his bag... which also in a way mean that he has started to take some interest in you and probably with more addiction will leave behind the dirty habit...hai na?

Me: Ji.... mai bhi wohi umeed karti hoon!

As I said “Ji.... mai bhi wohi umeed karti hoon!” - I got so foolish that I did not even try to ponder what I was saying! I was confessing and underlining the fact to Chacha-ji (who was not in any relation with me, just my landlord) that my grownup son was taking interest on my JISM!

Chacha-ji: Par Beti... yaha hume bahut chaukanya rehna padhega...

Me: Kis bare mei Chacha-ji?

Chacha-ji: Are Beti... samjho baat ko! Ram ka ye akarshan jo develop hua hai tumhe nayi rup mei dekhke... iss abhilasha ko...iss utsukta ko tumhe barkarar rakhna hai... nehi to...

Me: Nehi to?

Chacha-ji: Nehi to... wo firse wo sab dirty books padhne ki habit mei laut sakta hai naa!

Me: Ji... ji! Thik.. thik! Isko rokna hi hoga...

Chacha-ji: Iss liye Beti... hume aage badhna hoga... aur... aur tumhari ye bhari jawani ka bharpur upyog karna hoga... mera matlab... taki Ram behek na jaye kisi bahar wali se! You are getting me naa Beti?

I could realize Chacha-ji wanted to underline the fact that I must continue to behave sexily in front of my grownup son to which I agreed!

Me: Ji aur... err... mera matlab... wohi to mai kar rahi hoon.

Chacaha-ji: Kar rahi ho Beti... zaroor kar rahi ho... par ye bhi dhyan mei rakhhna hoga tumhe ke Ram ek jawan ladka hai... uska maang aur zaroorat badalta rahega... tum jaisi sochti to humesha waisa nehi hoga!

Me: Sach Chacah-ji... mujhe to ehsaas hi nehi tha ke Ram jawan ho chukka hai agar...

Chacha-ji: ...agar mai nehi bola hota to... yehi bolna chahti ho naa!

Me: Hmm.