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Continuation [Chapter 3] :

Whatever happening inside was only limited to my ears that moment. I missed their first round. Got a complete vision of their second round and now in their third round the door got locked by that bastard Prabin.
I heard , his words "Turn around".
It was damn clear to me , he wanted to fuck her in doggy style. Although nothing was visible to me that moment but it seemed the third round had already started with a patting sounds that only get produced when there is a collision of thighs to thighs or thighs to hips.

Mom (moaning, this time her voice seemed a little in pain) - "Baby... don't go so wild..aahhh..Baby Please na..uhhh.."

Uncle's voice didn't come . The fucking sound was coming with more vigorous speed . He must had increased his pace.
Mom was moaning hard...

Mom - "Be slow Prabin....it's hurting yar."

Uncle - "Shut your fucking mouth you sexy b**ch and let me fuck your fleshy ass..aaahhhh....so hot you are..."

Their voices were so sensual that it again made my dick rose to its ultimate level under my trouser. This time I slided my trouser upto my knees and openly started to rub my dick being standing at her room's door, with my ear touching one side of the door.
In between their activities, the moaning voices became silent for few seconds but again started with mom's loud "Aahhhh....fuck..." voice.

10 minutes passed...I kept rubbing dick and hearing their sensual moans and grunts. Around 20 minutes later,  I heard uncle generated a huge and loud groan "Bimlaaaa.... aaahhhh....baby.."

The patting sound suddenly got stopped and the door was striked with uncle's loud groaning sound.

Mom's laughing and moaning sounds started coming in simultaneously. I heard uncle voice (full with heavy breathing and grunt) - "Rub it fast...aahhh..mmmhhhh..fastt...fast.."

Mom (laughing) - "Even after the third round your load is same like the first one..."

Uncle's laughing voice came after she said this. Uncle - "You are reason for such loads...my sexy cow."

After 20 seconds of such ejaculating noises and grunting everything got call inside her room. No voice, no sound and nothing.

I was so much lost in their erotic voices that when I ejaculated I didn't remember . But it seemed when mom was saying about his load my semen started coming out right from that moment. Some of the jets striked to her door from outside and dripping to the door's bottom part. Rest all of my semen dripped on the tiles just near the door.

That night was the most sensual and erotic for me. It was full with guilt ,anger and pleasure. But pleasure was something more valuable for me that day. I tried hard to resist my feelings but while masturbating each time I forgot my guilt and anger. I was sure it's human nature. Sensual and steamy situation can make anyone deviate from his real persona.

No voices coming after that orgasm I heard. I went to the washroom to wash my hands. Took my trouser that I put on a hanger few minutes ago while I ejaculated first time and came out with that. I wiped those semen that fell on the tiles near her door with my trouser and put it in the washroom's hanger behind its door. The washroom was full of with my semen odour that was coming from that trouser.

I should have washed it but that time neither I was in a state to wash that trouser nor I was interested to do so.

I came out from the washroom and went to mom's door once again. No voice or sound was coming. Complete silent. Door was still locked from inside. Ejaculating two times back to back made me fully exhausted. I shut my room's door and laid on the bed. Breathing heavily and eyes closed.

Uncle had stamina to reach orgasm three times even at 50+ age and I being a youngster was feeling down after two ejaculation. I came to my room. Shut the door a little and made threw my body on the bed.

Fan was in full speed that was making me feel chilled as my whole body was wet with water and upto some extent with sweat.
I needed to drink water but I was feeling so much exhausted and tired that I didn't move even an inch and kept lying in that position with eyes closed.

When my eyes got opened , I saw sunlight was falling on the wall just above my room's door. Curtains of my room's windows were being slided to it's one side.

I got out of bed, rubbing my eyes with both hands, and looked at the clock on the wall to my right. It was showing 9:15 AM. Shit man. I had classes from 10 AM and I had just got up from bed.
I quickly came out of my room . My eyes went towards the direction of mom's room. Door was open to the fully. The flat has smell of burning incensce sticks near the Puja corner. Morning puja seemed to be done. I then heard vegetable chopping sound coming from the kitchen. I went near the kitchen's door. Mom was making breakfast with his back towards me. She hadn't seemed to know that I were awake and standing at the kitchen's door.

I didn't say anything to her that moment and directly went to the washroom. I made myself fresh with morning habit, did brush and then took a quick bath and came out within 15 minutes. Time 9:32 AM by then.

I went to my room and got myself changed quickly. While doing all my morning activities I wasthinking why mom didn't wake me up today. How she forgot that I must have my classes. Whenever I slept for late hours in morning mom tried to wake me up in every 10 minutes intervals starting from 7 AM. But that day she didn't.

I came out of my room and saw mom was coming out from the kitchen. wiping his hand in her saree's stole .
She saw me and said - "Beta you got up. Get fresh quickly. Breakfast is almost ready."

I (without looking at her, putting shoes in my feets) - "I am done with everything . I am going now."

Mom - "Do you have classes today ?"

I - "Today is Tuesday mom...not Sunday."

Mom - "Oh my goodness...I thought you have no classes that's why you are sleeping till 9 AM."

I - "You should have woke me up mom...See now it's getting difficult for me to get everything done quickly."

Mom - "Sorry beta...But wait eat at least two rotis. Breakfast is ready. Or should I pack it in a tiffin ?"

I - "No thanks mom, I'm leaving. Bye."

Saying this I went inside my room to take my bag. I noticed my bag's front and a side chain were opened to its half. I never left my chains open like this way. I ignored it and put my bag on my back and left the flat. She kept saying "Bye beta...and drive slowly. Don't get panic with getting late." and all this but I didn't even look at her.
I didn't reply anything to her. As I came out I saw uncle's door was locked from inside.
For a moment I thought whether he is still in my flat , in mom's room ? Or went to his college duty.

But I didn't spend much time on that thought as I were getting late. A day before also I bunked my classes due to getting late. I can't leave it today.

I came to the basement near my bike. Uncle's bike wasn't visible anywhere. He must have gone to his college duty. I started my bike and drove out of the apartment's campus. That day traffic was not much as compared to a day before. I drove with an speed of 50km/hr and reached my institute in 22 minutes. I took my mobile out , time was 10:05 AM.
5 minutes late, but that day Mr. Desai was not taking the class. I went to the second floor of my institute. Mr. Sharma was taking the class and he didn't make me out for coming late like Mr. Desai did a day before.

I went near my friend and sat adjacent to him . He asked - "Why are you coming late since two days bro ?"
I didn't say anything just smiled and then concentrated on my classes.

In between the lectures my mind was started travelling in the direction of night scenes I enjoyed at my flat. I was continuously trying to control my mind but it seemed much difficult.

Anyhow 2 hours passed and 1st class got over around 12:15 PM. I took out my mobile and opened the WhatsApp. No message from mom asking if I reached properly or not. But I am getting habitual to her such change in behaviour.
I saw her last seen . It was around 11:35 AM. My friend Tanmay came near me and sat beside my chair. He asked - "Bro...is anything wrong?"

I (switching my mobile's screen off) - " Why ? what happened?"

Tanmay - "Just asking bro. You are coming late, your face seemed to be tired, eyes are still red like your sleep is going well...and most important we friends are noticing you remain much silent than before."

I (giving a smile) - "Nothing wrong yar...All is well. Just had some cough and cold symptoms since few days."

Tanmay - "Ohh...I see. Didn't you took that antiallergic tablets that you keep in your bag always ?"

I - "Not yet bro....I avoid it. In the rare case I take."

Tanmay - "But it relaxes your symptoms of cough and asthama issues. I knew it helped you many times."

I - "I know bro.. but it makes me feel drowsy too. That's why in only worst asthama related symptoms I take it."

Tanmay - "Ok...you will get well soon. Let's go out for tea now."

I - "You go bro...I like to be here only."

Tanmay - "Ohh come on bro..."

I - "Sorry yar Tanmay...You go na. I will go later may be after classes get over. You go...see only few minutes left for next class."
Tanmay left.

I kept sitting in the class. Head down on the chair's desk and mind flashing the glimpse of night's erotic scenes of mom and that bastard Prabin.
But the most important thing was that I have to find the reason behind my early sleep last evening.

Next class get started around 12:50 PM. I attended the next lecture reluctantly till it finally got over around 3:15 PM.
Tanmay and my other friends asked me whether we go for some Samosa party but I denied. Tanmay said to all of our friends that I were not feeling well so partying plan should be extended to some other day.

I went near my bike and before starting it I took a look on my mobile. Few unread WhatsApp messages were visible. I thought they must be of mom.

I quickly opened it but it was of dad. There were 3 missed calls too of him in between 2:00 PM to 2:30 PM. Mobile was silent so I couldn't had heard.
I opened his message .
He had texted - "Beta where are you.
? Is mom there ?"
- "Her mobile is switched off since 12 noon."
- "Let me know everything is ok or not."
- "I called her to tell that Bineet uncle will also come along with you two to Australia..His ticket will be in the same flight in which yours and mom's have. He may visit the apartment by tomorrow. He  also called your mom but no response came from her side."

I got tensed with this news .Not with Bineet uncle's (my mom's elder brother, living in Noida) visiting the next day but with mom's unresponsive activity since 12 noon as mentioned by dad. I knew dad must be also in stress. My mind started saying that this matter of mom's mobile switched off must be related to that Prabin bastard again. I quickly started my bike and river directly towards apartment.
I reached within 20-25 minutes around basement. Uncle's bike was still not there.

A little relief I got. At least he is not here in the building.
I proceeded towards the lift and reached my floor. I took my mobile out and time was showing 4 PM sharp. Uncle's flat was locked from outside.

I went near my flat's door and to my surprise it was locked too. Not from inside but from outside.


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