13-12-2025, 09:16 PM
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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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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