Adultery Bholi... aur Aagyakaari Mummy

[The_Writer]

Update 9)

Kuch din baad ki baat hai…

Chutti thi us din…

Isliye subah mai thoda late se utha… Waise bhi us raat ke baad se har raat ko sone se pehle kam se kam 4 bar mutth maar lene se bahot gehri aur jabardast neend aane lagi hai. Us raat ke baad sirf 2 bar us ladke ne video call kiya tha mummy ko aur dono hi bar bahut zyada der tak baat nahi ho paayi thi dono ki. Haan, par ye zarur hota tha ki call rakhne se pehle ek baar mummy ko cleavage dikhaane zarur bolta tha… aur badle mei mummy waisa hi karti. In dono videos ke bhi recording maine save kar liya hai. Ab badal – badal kar teeno videos ko raat ko dekhta hu aur fir bade prem aur josh ke sath mutth maarta hu… 2 bar to hota hi hai… par un dono ke beech hone wali baaton ko sun kar agar kabhi zyada mood ban gaya to fir 4 kya 5 bar bhi mutth maar liya hai maine. Haalat to past ho hi jaati hai itni bar hilaane ke bad; lekin iske baad neend bhi solid wali aati hai.

Khair, ab chunki der ho chuki mujhe uthne mei isliye jaldi se brush kiya, doosre zaruri kaam kiya aur breakfast ke liye neeche utra. Dekha, Papa office ke liye taiyar ho rahe hain. Mummy mera breakfast taiyar kar rahi hai --- mujhe dekh kar smile ki...

Maine bhi return smile kiya .

“Good Morning, Mummy.”

“Good Morninggg.. aaj late se uthe. Kya baat hai? Tabiyat thik hai na?”

“Haan Mummy, sab thik hai. Actually neend bahot acchi aayi thi. Pata nahi kyun ?”

Mai bahut masum bante hue bola. 

Mummy chehre par thodi sharm aur honto par ek smile liye boli – “Neend to mujhe bhi bahot achi aayi thi.”

Maine aisa reply expect nahi kiya tha. Chaunk kar pucha – “Kuch kaha kya, Mummy?”

Mummy hadbadaa kar khud ko sambhalte hue boli – “Kuch nahi… suno, papa ko der ho rahi hai. Tumhara breakfast yahan rakh diya hai. Khaa lena … ok? Mai aati hu.”

Itna keh kar Mummy jaldi se papa k paas chali gayi.

Mai us raat ki ghatnao ko yaad karte hue breakfast karne laga... What an amazing act by Mummy..!! Itna brilliantly har act ko perform kar rahi thi jaise wo koi professional hai ya fir aisa karne ki unki bahot teevra ichha rahi ho. Wo shayad chahti thi ki koi unhe ye sab karne ko majboor kare… Force kare… Blackmail kare… Uff!

Sochte - sochte mera lund fir harkat mei aane lagaa.

 

Udhar Papa hum dono ko ko bye bol kar office ke liye nikal gaye. Mummy unke piche – piche darwaze tak gayi. Tabhi ek van aa kar hamare ghar ke thoda aage ruka. Play college wala gaadi tha. Padosi ke bachiyo ko lene aaya tha. Mummy un bacchiyon ko bahar darwaze ke pass khadi ho kar dekhne lagi. Main ab tak mummy ke peeche aa kar khada ho gaya tha. Aaj kal Mummy ko akela chhod nahi sakta. Kya pata kab kya ho jaye aur mai kisi maze se vanchit ho jau. Waise bhi abhi Mummy ke peeche aana banta tha kyunki van wala driver aksar hi Mummy ki or kisi na kisi bahane se dekhta rahta hai aur uske dekhne ke andaz se to yahi lagta hai ki wo Mummy ko bahut pasand karta hai. Jab bhi Mummy uske samne ho wo unhe upar se niche, acche se dekhta hai… Aaj bhi aisa hi kiya. Kam se kam 5 bar Mummy ke vaksh sthal ko dekha usne. Fir gaadi start kar ke chala gaya. Uski harkato ko sirf meri mummy hi nahi balki pados wali aunty bhi acche se jaanti hai… lekin koi kisi tarah ka reaction nahi deti.

Mummy darwaza band kar wapas aayi. Mand - mand muskura rahi thi... Mere samne hone ke bavjood bhi apni is muskaan ko chhipaane ka koi prayas nahi kiya unhone.

 

Khair mai apne room aa kar whatsapp check karne laga. Is ummeed mei ki shayad kuch masaledaar mil jaye --- Aur mila bhi! Subah 5:45 mei ladke ka message aaya tha.

Ladka – “Hi jaan, good morning.”

Mummy – “Hello, good morning.”

“So rahi ho?”

“Nahi uth gayi hu... lekin filhal bed par hu.”

“Ok, fine… par mera good morning thik se nahi hua.”

“Kyun?”

“Apni chuchi dikha kar good morning bolo.”

“Abhi?”

“Haan... blouse kholne nahi bol raha hu….”

“OK… Ye lo.”

 

Is chat ke neeche ek pic tha. Mummy ne apne dono bajuon ko apne dono boobs ke side se aapas mei iss tarah sataayi thi ki unka ek badaa sa cleavage ban jaye…

Mummy – “ab thik hai.?”

Ladka –“Arey ma**rchod!! Mai to mar hi jaunga. Na jaane kab inhe chusne ka mauka milega. Bhencho!! Jab cleavage aisa hai tab chuchiyan kaisi hongi…”

“Wo to tumne dekha hai na.”

“Haan, par chhua to nahi hai na.”

 “Ok ab rakhti hu..”

“Ok bye.”

Cleavage ki aisi pic dekh kar to mera jo khada hua tan kar, wo mai hi jaanta hu. Bina Hilaaye to bhaiya pure din chain nahi milega mujhe Maine dekha ki ab mere nahane ka bhi time ho aaya hai… Naha kar kisi zaruri kaam se mujhe market jana hai. So, maine prem se hilaya, maal nikala aur fir jaldi se nahane ka program nipta kar, taiyar ho kar market chala gaya. Market aaye hue thoda hi time hua tha ki ghar se phone aaya... Dekha, mummy ne call kiya hai. Baat karne par wo bahut ghabraayi hui lagi --- Jaldi ghar aane ko boli. Mai bhi jaldi hi ghar pahuch gaya. Dekha Mummy mera hi wait kar rahi hai.

Mujhe dekhte hi bol padi,

“Bittu, mere ghar (maayke) se phone aaya tha. Tumhari Naani bahot bimaar hain. Ghar bula rahe hain sab. Mujhe jana hoga par akeli nahi jaana chahti. Tum chaloge mere saath?”

 

“OK, Papa ko bataya aapne?”

“Haan, Tumhare papa ne hi tumko sath le jaane ka sujhaav diya.”

“Abhi to train me ticket nahi milega. Bus thik rahega mere khyal se.”   Mai sochte hue bola. Sach kahu to jaane ki icchha bilkul nahi thi; par seedhe mana kar pana bhi aasan nahi hai.

 

Maine 5-6 jagah call lagaya par sab jagah se negative response aaya. Lagbhag sabhi bus ke sabhi seats book ho chuki thi.

Maine ye baat Mummy ko batayi ; wo bhi pareshaan ho gayi. Thodi der bad kuch soch kar boli, “Bittu, ek kaam karo… jaa kar fresh ho lo, mai andar se aati hu.”

Mai apne kamre mei ja kar dress change kar ke fresh ho kar niche aa kar wahin sofe pe baith gaya. Kareeb 10-12 minute baad mera mobile baja.. matlab Mummy ne kisi ko call ki hai.

Turant hi pata chal gaya ki ek call mummy pehle bhi kar chuki hai.

Maine p-r wala app on kar diya aur sunne laga...

Mummy ne usi ladke ko call lagayi hai…

 

Mummy- “Haan suno, mujhe bahot hi zaroori kaam se ghar jana hai.. matlab maayeka jana hai. Meri Mummy ki tabiyat thik nahi hai. Train mei abhi possible nahi hai, kya tum kuch help kar sakte ho?”

Ladka –“Thik hai, dekhta hu… kaun - kaun jayega.?”

“Mai aur mera Beta.”

“Ok, Thodi der mei batata hu.”

Itna keh kar ladke ne call kaat diya. Kareeb 10 minute baad call kiya,

“Suno, tickets ho gaye... Shaam 5:30 mei bus hai...”

“Oh thank you so much. Mai tumhein tickets ke paise de dungi. Waise, kitne hue?

“700/-”

“700/-??”

“Haan, 3 tickets karwaya hai na… 600/  3 tickets ke ho gaye aur 100 sleeper ka advance!”

“Kya? Sleeper mei aisa advance wala system hai kya?”

“Wo tum chhodo aur jaldi se saamaan pack karna shuru kar do.”

“OK par 3 tickets kyun?”

“Kyunki mai bhi jane wala hu isliye… Bete ko bolna ki mai tumhare kisi saheli ka kuch lagta hu. Baad baki mei sambhaal lunga. Aur suno... sabse zaruri baat --- tumhe mere sath hi baithna hai.”

“Umm….”

“Kya hua?”

“Uh… aisa kaise hoga?”

“Fikr Not, Mai sab manage kar lunga. Ok, abhi ke liye bye. Mujhe bhi kuch packing-shaking karni hai.”

“OK.”

 

Call disconnect kar Mummy mere paas aayi. 2 second ruki --- idhar-udhar dekhi --- Mai samajh gaya, ye soch rahi hain ki kya bola jay --- Mummy turant confident dikhne lagi aur bade pyar se boli ki unki ek saheli ke door ke rishte ka ek bhatija ne hamare liye tickets book kara diya hai aur wo bhi apne kisi kaam se hamare sath chalne wala hai --- route wahi hoga --- par wo hamare manjil se bhi aage jayega. Main Mummy ke is safed jhooth par man hi man hasa aur koi baat kiye bina apna sir ‘thik hai’ mei hilaya aur upar apne room mei aakar saamaan pack karne laga… Mummy bhi apna saamaan pack karne lagi.

 

Sham 4:30 mei hum bus stand ke liye nikle. Bus stand thoda door hai to jab bhi jana hota hai hame, hum hamesha 45 minute pehle nikalte hain.

5:15 mei stand pahuch gaye...

Garmi bahut thi isliye mummy aur khud ke liye 2 cold drinks le liya. Cold drinks khatam kiya hi tha ki itne mei ek ladka aa kar Mummy ke samne khada ho gaya --- Ye wahi bus wala ladka tha… Usne Mummy ko Namaste kiya aur mujhe “hi” bola…Usne apna naam Raja bataya. Usne kaha ki bus ke tickets confirm hain aur bus bhi ab khulne wali hai...

Hum log apna - apna lugguage utha kar bus ki taraf badhe. Uss ladke ka lugguage ke naam par sirf ek chota sa bag tha. Bus mei chadhne walo ki bheed bahot zyada thi. Sab ek doosre ko dhakke de kar chadh rahe the.; halanki time bahut hai abhi bus ko khulne mei… fir bhi na jaane kyun sabko kis baat ki jaldi hai?

Raja jaldi se Mummy ko aage kar mere saamne aa gaya aur jaldaaji ka naatak kar Mummy ki gaand mei peeche se halke dhakke lagane laga. Mummy ekbar gusse mei piche mud kar dekhi par Raja ko dekh kar chup rahi aur aage dekhne lagi... Shayad wo soch hogi ki kisi doosre aadmi ne unki naram gaand ko chhua hai. Ya shayad unko pata ho ki ye Raja ki hi kartut hai --- Aur jahan tak mere mann ka sawal hai to mann 1 baat bar bar dohrane laga hai ki is tarah yu public mei aisa kuch hona unko pasand nahi aaya --- Par yaar, us din is Raja naam ke ladke ne inke sath bus mei jo kuch kiya tha wo sab bhi to Public mei hua tha.

Raja apna kamar hilaake dheere - dheere dhakke maarte hue Mummy ki gadraayi naram peeth par haath rakh diya aur dheere - dheere poore peeth par 2 bar haath pher diya. 1-2 bar usne apne anguthe aur tarjani ungli se Mummy ke peeth ki thode se maans (flesh) ko pakad kar thoda khincha aur halke se daba kar chhod diya.

Is tarah public mei wo ye sab kaise kar paya, mere jaise lakho ladkon ke liye aashcharya hi hai.

Khair, ab hum bus mei chadh chuke the aur apni - apni seat no. dhoond rahe the. Mai Raja ke peeche tha aur Raja meri Mummy ke peeche. Raja ne jhuk kar Mummy ke kaan mei kuch kaha. Mummy ne haan mei sir hilaya. Mummy daaye - baaye dekhi aur meri or ghoom kar boli, “Bittu… Tum yahan baith jao. Mai aur Raja wahan baith jaate hain.”

Maine shuruwati aapatti ki…

Hairan hone ka naatak karte hue mummy ko bola,

“Kya? Par Mummy… ye…”

Mummy Raja ko seat ki or jaane ka ishara kar ke mere pass aayi aur dheere se boli,

“Kya kar raha hai Bittu, ek to usne hamare liye bus ke tickets na sirf khareede balki confirm bhi karwaaye. Bheed dekha ki nahi? Pata nahi iska koi apna bhi kaam hoga ya nahi; ya sirf mere liye hi itni door tak jaane ke liye aaya hai. Abhi usey akela chhod denge to kya pata shayad bura maan jaaye?”

Mai dheere se sir hilaate hue haan mei jawab diya.

Mere jawab par mummy muskuraai aur mere kandhe ko halke se thapthapa kar piche ki or badh gayi… Mai man hi man bola, ‘Waah, kitni khubsurti se keh diya na… ‘mere liye hi itni door tak jaane ke liye aaya hai.’ Matlabi hone mei time nahi laga aapko.’

Mai baat na badhaate hue apna bag le kar apni seat par baith gaya. Mummy aur Raja mere left side wale row ke mere barabar seats ke peeche baithe the. Matlab unhe dekhne ke liye mujhe apna sir teercha aur piche ghumana hoga --- Aur maine kiya bhi yahi; piche mummy ko dekha…

Mummy aaj bahot dino baad apne ghar ja rahi thi. Isliye khud ko bahot ache se taiyar, saji sawri thi. Maang mei sindoor, dono hatho mei 5-5 laal rang ki chudiyan (bangles), salike se badan par neele rang ki saree lapete, matching blue blouse, white bra (stylish push-up white bra). Chalte - chalte ya uthte - baithte unki chikni safed pet aur nabhi ka dikh jaana… kul mila kar sab qayamat hi dhaa rahe the.

Jaise hi wo dono apni seats par ja kar baithe, maine apne mobile se ‘ap-ar app’ se voice recording chalu kar diya. Ye app Mummy ke mobile se connected hai aur iski 2 khaas baatein hain:

1)      Pehla to ye ki ye dheere se dheere kahi gayi baaton/aawaaz (minimum audible voice) ko bilkul saaf sunne mei help karta hai.

2)      Dusra ye ke jiske mobile ki madad se aap uski sabhi baatein sunn rahein hain; usey zara bhi pata nahi chalta hai ki ye koi app uske mobile mei chalu hai aur koi uski baaton ko sun  raha hai.

 

Mobile mei apna earphone lagaya aur aaram se baith kar un dono ki baatein sunne laga.

Raja – “Thik se baith gayi na?”

Mummy – “Haan.”

Raja – “Khidki thoda khol lo. Thanda hawaa aayega”

Mummy – “Maine try kiya par khul nahi raha hai.”

Raja – “ Accha ruko, khalaasi ko bol kar khulwa lunga.”

Mummy – “Hmm.”

 

Fir kuch der dono mei idhar - udhar ki baatein hoti rahi…

 

1 ghante baad jab andhera ho gaya,

Raja – “Suno, thoda paas aao na..”

Mummy – “Kyun?”

Raja – “Arey aao na..”

Mummy – “Accha lo aa gyi.”

Mummy – “Isshhhh… dheeeeerrrre….  Ahhhsss… Dard hota hai….”

Jaise hi ye suna; maine turant apne mobile ki screen par dekha. Bus ki halki roshni mei zyada saaf nahi dikh raha tha... Maine front camera on kar recording shuru kiya... Maine jo dekha wo dekh kar to mera lund sakht ho gaya. Raja Mummy ka daaye side se pallu hataa kar unki daayi chuchi ko masal - masal kar daab raha hai! Aur Mummy apne dono haatho se uska haath pakad kar apne stan chhurane ka asafal prayaas kar rahi hai. Chuchi ke bedardi se dabne ke kaaran Mummy ke chehre par dard ko saaf mahsus kiya ja sakta hai. Raja unki chuchi ko neeche se pakad kar upar uthata aur fir zor se dabate hue masal deta. Kuch der isi tarah karta raha fir dheere se kaha, “Mere manaa karne ke baad bhi tum bra pehni ho na?”

Mummy – “Arey kam se kam baahar to pehenne do.”

Raja – “Nahi… nahi bola toh nahi… tum kahin bhi bra nahi pehnogi. Chahe wo market ho, ya mall ho, ya park, ghar, garage …. Kahin bhi nahi pehnogi ..”

Mummy chup rahi.

Raja – “Tumhe iski punishment milegi. Bittu ko bula kar khidki khulwate hain. Shayad ussey khul jaaye. Jab wo yahan aaye tab tum usko seduce karogi. Samjhi?”

Mummy bahut hairan hote hue boli,

“Kya bol rahe ho? Wo mera beta hai. Mai mummy hu uski.”

“To?? Aurat nahi ho kya? Sirf seduce karne ko keh raha hu; sex karne ko nahi.”

 “Par kahin wo ye baat ghar mei bataa diya to?”

 “Arey kuch nahi bolega. Mai acche se jaanta hu aise laundo ko.  Ab suno, pehle tumko zara thik kar du..ye….ye…. side karo …. Side…. Haan …. Neeche girao… thoda aur…. Hmm ab thik hai…”

 

Unki seat ki taraf kam roshni ki maujoodgi ke kaaran mujhe camera mei kuch thik se nazar nahi aa raha tha. Bas, itna hi samjha ki Raja Mummy ki blouse ke sath kuch kar raha hai.

 

Raja – “Haan … ab thik hai… ab ek baat aur… zara apna mangal sutr peeche karo.. thoda aur.. haan thik hai.. ab pallu ko thoda side karo…. Hmmm… ab….”

Mummy – “ Issshh… arey ye kya kar rahe ho??”

“Zyada nahi …. Bas ek…hannn ab bulao usko.”

“Bittu …. Bittu… zara idhar aana… dekho to ye khidki khul kyun nahi rahi hai.”

Mai mummy ke pass gaya... Raja jagah banane ke liye apne seat se uth gaya. Mai Mummy ke bagal mei ja kar khidki kholne hi wala tha ki meri nazar Mummy par gayi. Aur isi ke sath maano bijli ka 1 tez jhatka mere shareer mei daud gayi. Meri aankhein badi - badi hoti chali gayi..

 

Mummy ka daaya chuchi pallu se bahar hai. Bra ke dono straps kandhe se neeche utar gaye hain. Mummy ke Mangalsutr mei ek “dil” ka figure (pendent keh sakte hain) hai jo ki ab unki aakarshak Cleavage ke thik muhane par hai, uske baad se hi cleavage ki gehri khaayi shuru hoti hai. Aur to aur jis baat par mera sir chakkar kha gaya wo ye ki Mummy ke blouse ke upar se ek hook khula hua hai aur wahan se cleavage apne poore kaamukta se baahar nikla hua hai. Mai ektak us param soundarya ko dekhta raha...    

Aur pata nahi kab tak dekhta rehta --- Achanak Mummy ki aawaz sunai di,

“Kya hua Bittu… Jaldi khol… Bahut garmi lag rahi hai.”

Mummy meri taraf dekh kar seductively baat karna shuru kar di hai --- aur wo bhi double meaning!!

 

(To be Continued…)