Adultery sexy mummy ka doodh / dudh naye pati ne piya

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Part 4 - old version

Mummy ne Mukesh uncle ka haath pakad kar andar le gayi, living room ki taraf. Unka haath khoon se bhara hua tha, scratch deep tha, lekin uncle smile kar rahe the, jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Mummy ka chehra aansuon se bhara tha, dil mein uncle ke liye bahut respect aur pyaar badh gaya tha—wo unke hero ban gaye the. Ishaan ko mummy ne palne mein sulaya, phir first aid kit le aayi. Hum dono bachche—main aur Adi—thak kar sofe par baith gaye, hume bhi dar laga tha, lekin ab sab theek lag raha tha.
Mummy: (rote hue, uncle ka haath pakad kar, soft awaaz mein) Mukesh ji... Yeh dekho, kitna khoon... Aapne mere Sonu ko bachaya, aur khud ko chot lag gayi. Main... main aapka ehsaan kabhi nahi bhoolungi. Baithiye, main saaf karti hoon.
Mukesh Uncle: (caring smile ke saath, mummy ki ankhon mein dekhte hue) Arre Ananya ji, yeh toh chhoti si baat hai. Sonu theek hai, bas yeh hi matter karta hai. Aap chinta mat kijiye.
Mummy ne uncle ko sofe par baithaya, khud unke saamne ghutno ke bal baith gayi. Unka pallu thoda slide ho gaya tha, blouse dikh rahe the, doodh se bhare hue. Mummy ne pehle antiseptic se uncle ka haath saaf kiya—dheere dheere cotton se khoon ponch rahi thi, unki ungliyan uncle ke haath par slide kar rahi thi, jaise pyaar se massage kar rahi ho. Uncle ki nazar mummy ke cleavage par thi, lekin woh control kar rahe the.
Mummy: (haath saaf karte hue, sharma kar) Mukesh ji... Dard ho raha hai na? Main dheere karti hoon. Aap itne strong hain, phir bhi... Aapne apna haath kharab kar liya mere bete ke liye.

Mukesh Uncle: (thoda gusse mein, lekin caring tone ke saath, mummy ki taraf dekhte hue) Ananya ji, yeh kya bol rahi ho? "Mere bete ke liye"? Jaise main Sonu ko bachane mein hesitate karunga, sirf ek chhoti si chot ki wajah se? Yeh haath toh kuch bhi nahi hai—agar zarurat padi, toh main apni jaan bhi de dunga hamare bachchon ke liye. Ab aisa mat bolna, dil dukhta hai mera.
Mummy ka chehra surprise se bhara hua tha—uncle ka yeh intense side pehli baar dekh rahi thi. Uncle ne apne unharmed haath se mummy ke blouse ke cleavage mein apni saari paanch ungliyan daali, fabric ko pakad kar grip banaya, aur mummy ko upar khinch liya. Mummy ghutno se uth gayi, thodi si chaunk kar, lekin uncle ne use apni godi mein baitha liya.
Lekin mummy ne resist nahi kiya. Unki body uncle ke against settle ho gayi, saree ki folds uncle ki thighs par spread ho gayi. Mummy ko halki si garmi mehsoos hui, jaise uncle ki warmth unki skin mein ghus rahi ho. Uncle ne apna unharmed haath mummy ki kamar par lapeta aur roughly squeeze kiya—gori, soft kamar ko apni mutthi mein jor se dabaya. Dusre harmed haath se mummy ka haath tightly pakad liya, jaise possessively hold kar rahe ho.
Mummy kuch nahi kar paayi, aur unki sisak nikal gai – aahhh…. sirf uncle ki ankhon mein dekhti rahi—woh intense nazar, protective aur caring, jaise pehli baar uncle ka yeh possessive side dekh rahi ho. Unki saansein mil rahi thi, mummy ke heavy boobs uncle ke chest par lightly press ho rahe the.
Mukesh Uncle: (gusse aur pyaar ke mix tone mein, mummy ki ankhon mein ghoorte hue) Main yeh bardasht nahi karunga, Ananya ji. Tumhare muh se yeh shabd mat nikalna ki mera haath Sonu ki zindagi se zyada important hai. Bhagwan bhi aisa na kare, lekin agar hamare kisi bachche ko kuch hua—Sonu ho ya Adi—main unke liye apni jaan bhi de dunga. Aisa mat bolna kabhi, tumne mujhe bahut dukhi kar diya.
Mummy emotional ho gayi, ankhon se aansu behne lage—dil mein uncle ke liye aur pyaar ubhar aaya. Woh uncle ki chest par sir rakh kar ro rahi thi, unki godi mein baithi hui. Mummy ne uncle ko sach mein pyaar karna shuru kar diya tha.
Mummy thodi der mein : (rote hue, emotional awaaz mein) I am so sorry, Mukesh... Aap sahi keh rahe ho. Aap mere Sonu ke liye sach mein ek father jaise ho. Main... main galat boli. Please maaf kar do.
Mukesh Uncle: (smile kar kar, mummy ki kamar ko aur roughly squeeze karte, unharmed haath se unki peeth par haath pherte hue) Haan, main hoon—Sonu aur Adi dono ke liye father. Aur tum... tum meri dono bacho ki maa jaisi ho. Aaj se mai tumhari aur hamare bacho ki jimmedari leta hoon.
Mummy ne muskura kar uncle ko dekha, aansu ponch kar, aur phir se tightly hug kar liya—unki arms uncle ke gale mein, body fully press ho gayi. Uncle ke haath mummy ki kamar par slide kar rahe the, dheere se hips tak pahunch gaye, roughly squeeze karte hue. Hug lambi chali, mummy ko uncle ki godi mein baith kar safe feel ho raha tha, jaise woh unki zindagi ka hissa ban gaye hain. Unki boobs uncle ke chest par crush ho rahe the.
Kuch minute baad, mummy ne composure maintain kiya, hug se alag hui, lekin uncle ki godi se nahi uthi—unki nazar uncle par thi, sharm aur comfort ka mix.
Mummy: (softly, uncle ke chehre par haath pherte hue) Mukesh ji... Ab aap rest karo. Aaj bahut hua. Main Ishaan ko dekh leti hoon, aur aap bedroom me jaiye.

Mummy pehle Adi ke paas gayi, usko tightly hug kiya—unki arms uske gale mein, Adi ka chehra mummy ke heavy boobs par press ho gaya. Mummy ne Adi ke sir par haath phera, emotional hokar.
Mummy: (pyaar se, Adi ke chehre ko haathon mein le kar) Adi beta... Agar tum nahi hote, toh Sonu gir jata aur hume pata bhi nahi chalta. Thank you, mera beta. Tumne aaj meri zindagi bacha li.
Adi: (sharma kar, mummy ke hug mein comfortable hokar) Aunty... Main toh bas... Sonu mera dost hai. Main dar gaya tha.
Mummy ne Adi ko bahut time diya—uske gaal par kiss kiya, baalon mein haath pherte hue, usko pyaar se dekhti rahi, jaise woh uska apna beta ho. Adi ko mummy ki gori skin aur doodh ki halki khushboo mehsoos ho rahi thi, lekin woh innocent tha. Phir mummy mere paas aayi, mujhe bhi tightly hug kiya—mera chehra unke boobs mein ghusa, maine unko jor se pakad liya.
Mummy: (emotional hokar, mujhe kiss karte hue) Sonu beta... Mera pyara... Kuch nahi hua na? Mummy yahin hai, ab sab theek hai.
Mai: (hug mein) Haan mummy... Uncle aur Adi ne bacha liya. Main theek hoon.
Mummy ne mujhe bahut pyaar kiya—gaal par kiss, sir par haath pherte hue, mujhe apni godi mein baitha kar baatein ki, jaise woh mujhe kabhi nahi chhodengi. Mukesh uncle living room mein baithe hume dekh rahe the, unki nazar mummy par thi, smile ke saath.
Shaam dhal gayi, raat hone lagi. Mummy ne dinner banaya—mera favourite. Dinner ke time, mummy ka pallu gir gaya tha—woh without pallu thi, blouse deep cleavage dikh raha tha, heavy boobs doodh se bhare hue, nipples poke kar rahe the. Mukesh uncle ka right haath bruised tha, isliye mummy unko khud khila rahi thi—unki side mein baith kar, niwala bana kar muh mein daal rahi thi, jaise caring wife.
Mummy: (softly, uncle ko niwala khilate hue) Mukesh ji Yeh lo, dheere se khaiye. apka haath...
Mukesh: (mummy ko dekhte hue, unki kamar par haath rakhte hue) Ananya... Tum itni caring ho. Yeh niwala... Tumhare haathon se aur tasty lag raha hai.
Hum sab ne dinner kiya, lekin aaj koi masti nahi hui—sab serious the, incident ki wajah se. Dinner ke baad, maine mummy se poocha.
Mai: (mummy ki taraf dekhte hue) Mummy... Kya uncle aur Adi aaj raat yahin ruk sakte hain? Please...
Mummy chup rahi, thodi der sochi—unki nazar Mukesh uncle par gayi, jo living room mein baithe the. Phir mummy ne muskura kar haan kaha.
Mummy: (softly, sab ko dekhte hue) Haan, bilkul. Aaj sab yahin rukenge.
Mukesh: (smile karte hue) Thank you, Ananya.
Dinner ke baad, hum sab living room mein time spend kiye—TV dekha, halki baatein ki incident ke baare mein, lekin positive way mein. Mummy Ishaan ko doodh pila rahi thi, pallu ke neeche, suckling ki awaaz halki aa rahi thi. Mukesh uncle ki nazar mummy ke blouse par thi.
Phir mummy ne Mukesh ko rest karne ko kaha, aur bandage replace karne ke liye bedroom le gayi. Adi aur main bhi peeche peeche gaye. Bedroom mein, mummy ne carefully bandage khola—scratch ab thoda better lag raha tha, halka improvement. Mummy ne muskura kar dekha.
Mummy: (softly, bandage lagate hue) Mukesh ji... Dekhiye, thoda theek lag raha hai. Kal aur better hoga.
Mukesh: (mummy ki ankhon mein dekhte hue) Ananya... Tumhare haathon se... Sab theek ho jayega.
Bandage khatam hone ke baad, mummy ne Mukesh uncle ko bed par jaane ko kaha.
Mummy: (caring se) Ab aap so jao. Main aur bachche thodi der mein aate hain.
Mukesh uncle ne smile kar ke haan kaha, aur bed par let gaye.
Hum teeno living room mein wapas aaye. Mummy ne phone uthaya aur papa ko call kiya, incident ke baare mein bataya—kaise main girne wala tha, Adi ne pakda, Mukesh uncle ne bacha liya, unka haath chot lag gayi.
Papa: (worried awaaz mein) Ananya... Sonu theek toh hai na? Oh god, yeh kaise hua?
Mummy: (calm karte hue) Haan, sab theek hai ab. Mukesh ne bacha liya, warna... Par unka haath chot lag gayi.
Papa: (relieved, lekin worried) Achha hai, Sonu safe hai. Mukesh ji ko bata dena, unka bahut shukriya. Unka haath theek ho jayega na?
Mummy: (smile karte hue) Haan, maine bandage kiya. Sab theek ho jaiga.
Mummy ne papa ko Mukesh aur Adi ke raat rukne ke baare mein nahi bataya tha. Call khatam hone ke baad, mummy ne hume bed jaane ko kaha.
Mummy: (pyaar se) Chalo beta, so jao ab. Aaj bahut thak gaye ho.
Hum bedroom gaye, mummy thodi der baad aayi—nighty pehen kar, without bra, boobs heavy aur free. Sleeping arrangement: Mukesh ek taraf, mummy dusri taraf, main aur Adi beech mein. Raat mein, neend mein maine apna haath mummy ke boobs par rakh diya—jaise hamesha ki aadat, mera sir unke boobs par tha. Mummy ne koi reaction nahi diya, sirf mujhe pyaar se dekhi aur so gayi.
Agla din...



Subha ki halki kirane kamre mein aa rahi thi. Mummy uthi, pehli nazar Mukesh uncle par padi—woh unke saath so rahe the. main aur Adi—ek taraf so rahe the, aur Mukesh uncle aur mummy dusri taraf, bilkul close. Mummy pink silk nighty mein thi, deep cleavage wali, jisme unke nipples clearly visible the—pinkish-brown, lambe aur doodh se bhare hue boobs ke wajah se poke kar rahe the. Mukesh uncle ka ek haath mummy ki kamar par tha, completely pakad rakha tha, strong grip mein. Unka sir mummy ke boobs ke upar tha, cleavage khula hua, unke lips mummy ki gori skin ko touch kar rahe the, jaise raat mein kiss karte hue so gaye ho.

Mummy surprised ho gayi, unki saansein tez ho gayi. Dheere se unhone Mukesh uncle ka haath apni kamar se hataya—unki ungliyan mummy ki soft skin par slide kar rahi thi. Phir mummy ne khud ko peeche khincha, dekha ki uncle ke lips unki cleavage se separate ho rahe the, halka sa saliva ka nishaan chhod kar. Mummy astounded lag rahi thi, lekin bahut beautiful—unki ankhon mein halki sharm. Unhone apne gale ke paas dekha, wahan ek love bite tha—dark red, jaise raat mein uncle ne diya ho. Mummy ne use touch kiya, surprised hui, lekin phir calm ho gayi. Woh hamesha uth kar bathroom jaati thi, aaj bhi wahi kiya. Unhone wardrobe se apni sabse beautiful saree nikali—ek sheer red saree, matching low-cut blouse, aur bathroom chali gayi.

Naha kar mummy fresh ho gayi—unki skin glow kar rahi thi, love bite ab aur apparent lag raha tha, unki gori neck par chamak raha tha. Unhone saree pahni, blouse tight, doodh se bhare boobs highlight kar raha tha, cleavage deep. Phir mummy kitchen gayi, breakfast banane—omelette, toast, aur fresh fruit salad, tasty aur nutritious.

Thodi der baad, Mukesh uncle uth gaye, mummy ko dhoondhte hue kitchen pahunche. Mummy ko notice nahi hua, woh stove par khadi thi. Mukesh uncle dheere se peeche aaye, apne strong haathon se mummy ki kamar mein dono taraf se haath daala—completely wrap kar liya, ungliyan navel ke around press karte hue. Phir unke lips mummy ke shoulder aur neck ke beech ki open skin par rakh diye, halka kiss karte hue.

Mummy gasped—"Ahh..." unki body halki si kaanp gayi, lekin woh ruk nahi, breakfast banati rahi.

Mukesh: (whisper mein, lips skin par slide karte hue) Good morning, beautiful.

Mummy: (smile karte hue, sharma kar) Good morning... Mukesh.

Mukesh: (kamar ko halka squeeze karte hue) Kya bana rahi ho?

Mummy: (softly, cooking karte hue) Omelette, toast, aur fruit salad. Healthy hai bachchon ke liye bhi.

Mukesh: (lips ko neck par press karte hue) Hmmm... Smells good. Par tumhari khushboo zyada tempting hai.

Mummy: (sharma kar, lekin comfortable hokar) tumhara haath kaisa hai? dikhao mujhe.

Mummy ne uncle ka ek haath pakda, kitchen se bedroom ki taraf khinch kar le gayi—jahan hum so rahe the. Woh bed ke edge par baith gayi, Mukesh uncle bagal mein baith gaye. Mummy ne bandage check kiya—wound ab better lag raha tha,. Is dauran, Mukesh uncle ne apna dusra haath mummy ki peeth par rakha, just above ass, dheere se move karte hue—ungliyan slide kar rahi thi, halka pressure ke saath. Mummy ne mind nahi kiya.

Mummy: (smilingly, bandage ko dekhte hue) Mukesh... Wah, kafi aacha improvement ho raha hai. Kuch hi dinon mein completely heal ho jayega.

Mukesh: (serious nazar se, haath ko hips par slide karte hue) Ananya... Tumhari care se hi theek ho raha hai.

Mummy ne bandage theek kiya, phir breakfast complete karne kitchen wapas gayi. Mukesh uncle hall mein gaye, newspaper padne lage—unki nazar mummy par thi kitchen me.

Mummy ne hame subha jaldi nahi uthaya kyuki aaj college ka holiday tha. 8 baje hum dono—main aur Adi—uthe. Humne mummy aur uncle ko hall mein baat karte dekha—Mukesh uncle ka haath mummy ki kamar par tha, casually rakha hua, jaise apni property ho.

Mukesh: (hume dekh kar, smile ke saath) Good morning, bacho.

Hum: (ek saath) Good morning, uncle!

Mummy: (pyaar se) Chalo beta, fresh ho jao. Main table par breakfast laati hoon.

Hum fresh hokar aaye. Dining table par, mummy Mukesh uncle ko khila rahi thi—unki bagal mein baith kar, kyuki unka right haath bruised tha. Is dauran, mummy Ishaan ko breastfeed bhi kar rahi thi—pallu ke neeche, blouse ka hook khula, ek boob bahar, Ishaan suck kar raha tha, chup chup awaaz aa rahi thi. Mummy comfortable thi.

Ishaan ka feeding khatam hone ke baad, dining table par hi mummy ne 2 glass liye. Woh sharma rahi thi, lekin unhone pallu ke andar apna blouse adjust kiya, hook khola, ek boob bahar nikala—heavy, doodh se bhara, nipple lamba aur pink. Humare—main aur Adi—samne, aur uncle ke samne, mummy ne nipple ko press kiya, warm doodh glass mein express kiya—halki siski nikalti hui "Ahh...", doodh creamy aur meetha, khushboo fail rahi thi. Pehle mere glass mein, phir Adi ke. Mummy sharma rahi thi, cheeks laal, nazar jhuka kar, lekin kar rahi thi

Mummy: (sharma kar, doodh express karte hue) Lo beta... Healthy rahega.

Hum dono khush hokar pi gaye. Phir mummy ne uncle ki taraf dekha, sharma kar smile ki, aur pallu ke andar blouse hook kar liya—unki nazar uncle par thi, jaise ab woh unke liye bhi yeh natural feel kar rahi ho. Uncle ki nazar mummy ke boobs par thi, intense, jaise doodh taste karne ki ichha ho.
Mukesh uncle ne mummy ki ungaliyo mein doodh ki kuch boonde dekhi…

Breakfast ke baad, din normal chala—hum khele, mummy ghar ke kaam mein, Mukesh uncle rest kar rahe the. Mummy ko uncle ki presence se bahut aacha feel ho raha tha. Unki nazar baar baar uncle par ja rahi thi, caring se, aur uncle bhi mummy ko dekhte hue smile kar rahe the.

Dopahar mein, Mukesh uncle, mummy, main aur Adi bedroom mein the. Mummy ne hume homework complete karne ko kaha. Hum dono bed par side mein baith kar homework kar rahe the, pencils aur books failaye hue. Mukesh uncle bed par straight let gaye the. Unke just peeche mummy karwat lekar side mein let gayi thi, unka ek haath uncle ke chest par tha—gori ungliyan uncle ki chest par rest kar rahi thi, comforting touch mein. Ishaan apne palne mein so raha tha, halki saansein lete hue.

Mummy ka pallu ek boob par nahi tha—woh slip ho gaya tha, blouse ka deep cleavage dikh raha tha, ek heavy boob almost bahar, doodh se bhara hua. Yeh sab Mukesh uncle ke radar par tha, unki nazar wahan tik gayi thi.

Thodi der baad,
Mukesh uncle so nahi paa rahe the—kamre ki lights on thi, roshni sidha unki ankhon mein aa rahi thi, major discomfort. Mummy ne ye notice kiya ki kamre ki lights ki Roshni siddha uncle ne aankho mein aa rahi thi. mummy ki ankhon mein chinta aayi. Woh thodi der sochi—unki dil mein uncle ke liye pyar tha, woh unke hero the, Sonu ke saviour. Unhone socha, itna toh kar hi sakti hoon unke liye.

Mummy: (softly, sharma kar, uncle ke kaan ke paas) Mukesh ji... apna sir mere pallu ke andar rakh lo. Lights irritate nahi karengi apki ankho ko.

Mukesh: (softly, serious nazar se mummy ko dekhte hue) Ananya... Tum comfortable ho na iss se?

Mummy: (nazrein jhuka kar, sharma kar lekin firm awaaz mein) Haan... Lights apki ankhon mein nahi jayengi ab. Kar lo.

Mummy ne apna pallu uthaya, unke dono boobs clearly visible ho gaye—heavy, doodh se bhare. Mukesh uncle ne dheere se apna sir pallu ke andar daala, phir mummy ne completely unka sir cover kar liya—mummy ko unki saansein unki gori skin par mehsoos ho rahi thi. Yeh position bilkul wahi thi jisme mummy Ishaan ko bhi doodh pilati thi daily.

Mummy ne uncle ke sir par haath rakh kar dheere se petting karne lagi, jaise unhe sula rahi ho. Mukesh uncle andar dono boobs ko ghoor rahe the—unki ankhon mein desire aur lust dono thi, woh apni laar nigal gaye, phir dheere se apna sir mummy ke boobs par rest kar diya, lips cleavage ko touch karte hue.

Mummy ko gudgudi feel hua—jaise high voltage current body mein daud gaya, unki saansein tez ho gayi, nipples hard ho gaye. Yeh pehli baar tha ki unke husband ke alawa koi aur mard unke boobs ko aise touch kar raha tha. Woh sharma gayi, lekin ruki nahi, slowly petting continue ki.

Thodi der baad, jab mummy comfortable ho gayi uncle ke sir ke weight se unke chuchiyo par, Mukesh uncle ne dheere se apna sir brush karna shuru kiya—dono boobs par slide karte hue, lips skin ko graze karte hue. Mummy ne ankhien band kar li, honthon ko bite kiya, ekant rahi—mummy ki body garam ho rahi thi aur panty gili hone lagi.

Uncle ne dheere se cleavage ko kiss karna shuru kiya—wet kisses, tongue halka slide karte hue, doodh ki khushboo unke naak mein ghusti hui.

Mummy: (slowly moaning, dheere se) Ahh... Mukesh...

Adi ne yeh dekha, usne poocha.

Adi: (innocent awaaz mein) Aunty... Papa dudu pi rahe hain?

Mummy ka chehra full red ho gaya, jaise traffic light, mummy ne apne moans control ki, saans li.

Mummy: (sharma kar, control karte hue) Adi... Maine kitni baar kaha hai, mujhe mummy bola karo ab se.

Adi: (sad face bana kar) Sorry... Mummy.

Mummy: (smile karte hue, petting continue karte) Nahi beta... Tumhare daddy mera doodh nahi pi rahe. Woh sirf andar rest kar rahe hain, so rahe hain.

Adi: (smile kar ke) Okay... (phir homework mein lag gaya)

Mukesh: (quietly, andar se whisper mein) Ananya... smell itni achhi hai yahan... Doodh ki, tumhari skin ki.

Mummy: (smile karte hue, petting karte) Shhh... So jao ab.

Dopahar ke baad...


Shaam ho gayi thi, hum park nahi ja sake kyuki Mukesh uncle ka haath damaged tha—halanki yeh koi badi problem nahi thi, lekin mummy ne hame mana kar diya ki uncle ko discomfort na ho. "Beta, aaj ghar mein hi khelo,"
Hum dono—main aur Adi—ne homework complete kar liya tha, isliye hum toys se khel rahe the, bed par masti karte hue.

Bedroom mein, Mukesh uncle bed ke headrest par adhe baithe the, lower body leti hui position mein—unki shirt ke 1-2 buttons khule hue the, hairy chest halka dikh raha tha, uncle strong aur masculine lag rahe the.
Mummy straight leti hui thi, unka sir uncle ki godi mein tha, body perpendicular to uncle, parallel nahi
Mummy ka pallu nahi tha, woh dusri taraf bed par pada tha—unki red saree mein khuli kamar, navel hole saaf dikh rahi thi, aur blouse deep cleavage wala, heavy boobs doodh se bhare hue, nipples poke kar rahe the. Blouse ke teen buttons mein se last wala unhooked tha, neeche se boobs ka thoda hissa visible, gori skin chamak rahi thi.

Mummy phone par apni ek friend se baat kar rahi thi, has rahi thi softly, "Haan yaar, yahan sab theek hai..." Mukesh uncle ka unharmed haath mummy ki kamar par tha, ungliyan navel hole ke around circle bana rahi thi—dheere dheere ghumate hue, halka press karte.
Mummy yeh touch enjoy kar rahi thi, unki body garam ho rahi thi, saansein tez, woh friend se baat karte hue smile kar rahi thi, softly laughing, jaise uncle ki ungliyan unki skin par current daud rahi ho.

Main aur Adi toys se khel rahe the—maine recently kharidi gun se random objects par shoot kar raha tha, Adi apni Hotwheels cars ko bed par roll kar raha tha, masti mein. Thodi der baad, mummy ne mujhe dekha aur kaha.

Mummy: (phone par baat karte hue, mujhe dekhte) Sonu beta... Gun se shoot mat karo, cheezen toot jayengi. Adi ki cars se khelo.

Mai: (gun side rakh kar) Okay mummy... Adi, mujhe ek car do na.

Adi: (khush hokar) Haan Sonu, lo yeh wali.

Hum dono cars roll karne lage bed par, race karte hue. Mummy aur uncle ek dusre ko steal glances de rahe the, smiles exchange karte—unki ankhon mein halki teasing.

Main car roll kar raha tha, phir mummy ki taraf aaya—pehle unki legs par roll kiya, red saree ke upar se smooth slide hoti hui. Mummy ne koi reaction nahi diya, sirf smile kar rahi thi, phone par baat continue. Main slowly upwards move kiya—thighs par, soft feel hua saree ke neeche se, phir waist par, uncle ke haath ke upar se car roll ki, unki ungliyan navel par ghum rahi thi. Mummy ki kamar gori aur soft, car smoothly slide kar rahi thi.

Phir blouse tak pahuncha—mummy ka blouse tight tha, last button unhooked hone se neeche se boobs dikh raha tha. Mummy mujhe apni usual smile se dekh rahi thi. Main car ko unke big boobs par roll karne laga—blouse ke upar se, left boob se right tak, upar neeche.

Mukesh uncle: (big smile ke saath, teasing tone mein) Sonu beta... Tumhari car in do bade bade Mount Everest par nahi chad paegi.

Mummy ne uncle ki taraf dekha, unusual smile chehre par—sharm aur playful mix, phir woh playfully uncle ka muh apne haath se pakad li, unke lips ko dabate hue.

Uncle enjoy kar rahe the, has rahe the, aur more jokes crack kiye—"Arre Ananya, yeh cars ko parking ki zarurat hai yahan." Mummy hasne lagi, unki, boobs bounce kar rahe the.

Friend se baat khatam hone ke baad, mummy ne phone side rakha, ab uncle ko full time diya—unki nazar uncle par, sharm aur desire ka mix.

Main car roll kar raha tha unke nipples par—dono nipples erect ho gaye the, blouse se poke kar rahe the. Mummy ne moaning shuru ki, dheere se—"Ahh... Sonu, dheere karo beta..."

Mukesh uncle: (teasing smile ke saath) Adi beta... Mujhe bhi ek car do.

Adi: (khush hokar) Haan papa, lo.

Uncle ne car li, aur mummy ke boobs par roll karna shuru kiya—pehle left boob par, phir right, nipples ke upar focus karte hue, dheere dheere pressure daalte hue. Mummy ki moaning badh gayi—"Ahh... Mukesh... Ohh... Dheere..." mummy ki body garam, saansein tez, panty gili ho rahi thi.

Mummy ke boobs doodh se bhare hue, roll karne se pressure badha, halka doodh leak hone laga—blouse gila, nipples se boondein tapak rahi thi. Uncle ne car ko nipple par press kiya, doodh squirt hua—"Ahh... Mukesh... Yeh... jada mat dabao..." mummy ki ankhien band, honthon ko bite kiya, body arch kar rahi thi.

Thodi der baad, mummy uth gayi—unki saansein tez, chehra laal—"Bas beta, ab dinner banati hoon." Woh kitchen gayi, lekin chalne mein halki kampan, jaise excited ho.

Humne dinner kiya—mummy uncle ko khila rahi thi, caring se, unki side mein baith kar. Dinner ke baad, living room mein lovely time spend kiya—TV dekha, baatein ki, mummy uncle ke bagal mein baithi, unka haath unki thigh par, dheere slide kar raha tha. Phir hum sab bedroom gaye.



Hum sab bedroom mein the, mummy dishes saaf kar ke aayi. Mukesh uncle ek taraf let gaye the, main aur Adi beech mein, aur mummy mirror ke saamne khadi thi—hume dekh kar muskura rahi thi. Woh apni saree release kar rahi thi, dheere dheere pallu hataya, phir saree unwrap ki, ab petticoat aur blouse mein thi—unki curvy figure saaf dikh rahi thi, gori kamar, heavy boobs blouse mein tight, doodh se bhare hue. Hum sab dekh rahe the, lekin mummy comfortable thi, jaise family ke saamne ho.

Mukesh uncle: (lusty nazar se mummy ko dekhte hue, dheere se) Adi aur Sonu... Aaj tum dono is end par so jao. Main aur tumhari mummy dono ek end par soyenge.

Mummy ye sun kar chup rahi, nazar jhuka kar khadi rahi—unki cheeks halki laal, sharma rahi thi, lekin kuch nahi boli, jaise uncle ki baat maan rahi ho.

Adi aur main: (khush hokar, bina samjhe ki ye inappropriate hai) Haan uncle! Okay!

Hum dono happily agree kar gaye, bed ke ek end par adjust ho gaye, pillows le kar.

Mummy ne lights switch off ki, night bulb on kiya—kamre mein halki roshni, romantic vibe. Phir woh Mukesh uncle ke bagal mein let gayi, unki taraf muh kar ke.

Jaise hi mummy leti, Mukesh uncle ne apna haath mummy ki kamar par rakha, jor se khinch kar apne paas lita liya—unki body uncle ke against crush ho gayi.

Mummy: (hard moan karte hue, awaaz nikal gayi) Ahh... Mukesh!

Hum dono ne clearly sun li, lekin hum bachche the, samjhe nahi.

Mukesh uncle ne apna sir mummy ke boobs mein bury kar diya, cleavage ko kiss karna shuru kiya—lips skin par slide karte hue, suck karte hue, tongue se tease karte. Mummy ke boobs heavy the, doodh ka pressure badh raha tha, nipples hard ho gaye.

Mummy: (moaning karte hue, dheere se) Ahh... Control karo Mukesh... Bachche sun lenge.

Main ye sab sun raha tha—uncle ki kissing ki awaaz, mummy ki moans. Mujhe thodi courage jutai aur hesitantly poocha.

Mai: (hesitantly, dheere se) Mukesh uncle... Aap aaj raat mummy ko fuck karoge?

Mukesh uncle ki ankhien badi ho gayi, unhone apna chehra mummy ke boobs se hataya, mummy ka chehra big surprise wala ho gaya—unki ankhien wide, muh khula.

Mukesh uncle: (surprised, lekin calm hokar) Aaisa kyun poocha beta, Sonu?

Mai: (hesitantly) Bas... Papa karte hain na mummy ke saath, toh socha aap bhi karoge.

Mummy chup thi ab tak, situation samajh rahi thi—unki nazar mujh par, pyaar bhari.

Mummy: (pyaar se, mujhe dekhte hue) Don't worry beta, main uncle ke saath aisa nahi karungi. Okay?

Mai: Uncle, main papa ko nahi bataunga. Good night!

Aur main so gaya.

Yeh baat dono par big impact hui—Mukesh uncle aur mummy chup ho gaye, ek dusre ko dekha, sharma gaye.

Slowly, Mukesh uncle ne apna sir wapas mummy ke boobs mein daala, jahan pehle tha. Woh mummy ke boobs ko full force se apne chehare se press kar rahe the, rub kar rahe the. Mummy softly moaning kar rahi thi—"Ahh... Mukesh... Bas... Ruko..." lekin woh ruk nahi rahe the, boobs ko squeeze karte hue.

Around 3 AM, mummy uth gayi—uncle straight so rahe the. Mummy ke boobs bahut itch kar rahi thi, khujli ho rahi thi, woh samajh nahi paa rahi thi kyun. Unhone kafi rub kiya, lekin kuch help nahi hua—nipples hard aur sensitive ho chuke the.

Finally, mummy ne Mukesh uncle ko uthaya, dheere se.

Mummy: (whisper mein) Mukesh... Mere boobs mein bahut itching ho rahi hai...
Uncle – kya ?
Mummy boobs rub karte hue : Please kuch karo
Mukesh uncle mummy ke boobs ko dekhte hue ek idea socha, uth kar baith gaye.
Mukesh: (serious, lekin lusty nazar se) Ananya... Main help karta hoon.
Uncle ne apni shirt utari—unki chest wide aur hairy, strong muscles dikh rahe the. Mummy sharma gayi, embarrassed feel kar rahi thi, nazar jhuka li.
Mukesh: (commanding tone mein) Blouse kholo aur utaro. Mujhe tightly hug karo, aur apni boobs ko meri chest par rub karo—hair se itch khatam ho jayegi.
Mummy hesitated bahut—unki ankhien wide, "Mukesh... Yeh..." lekin uncle ne force kiya, unka haath pakad kar.
Mummy: (hesitantly, sharma kar) Par... Tum dekho mat, aur touch mat karna.
Mukesh: (agree karte hue) Haan, promise.
Mummy ne dheere se blouse ke buttons khole, utara—unki heavy boobs bahar aaye, doodh se bhare, nipples pink-brown aur lambe, doodh ki boondein halki tapak rahi thi. Unhone blouse table par rakha, bed ke edge par.
Uncle ne blanket dono ke upar daala aur cover kar liya.
Phir uncle ne mummy ko closer khincha, tightly hug kiya—unki naked boobs uncle ki hairy chest par crush ho gaye, skin against skin, warm aur squishy feel.
Uncle ke liye ye feeling heaven jaisa tha, unko bahut achha lag raha tha—mummy ke soft, doodh se bhare boobs unki chest par dab rahe the, nipples hair mein rub ho rahe the. Mukesh uncle sab feel kar sakte the…
Mummy bahut shy thi, embarrassed, cheeks laal.
Mukesh: (mummy ke kaan mein whisper) Ananya... tumharI chuchiya itne mulayam aur warm hain.
Mummy ne smile kar diya, sharma kar.
Uncle ne rubbing shuru ki—mummy ke boobs ko apni chest par upar neeche move karte hue, tightly hug mein.
Mummy dhere dhere moan kar rahi thi… kabhi bolti – Mukesh ji thoda aaram se gudgudi ho rahi hai.
Dono aise hi so gaye, intimate position mein.