Shaam ka khana khatam hone ke baad ghar mein wohi purani si khamoshi chha gayi thi. Main, Abdul, 18 saal ka, apne room ke darwaze ke chhote se gap se sab dekh raha tha. Drawing room mein Abbu ShahAlam aur Ammi Shaheen baithay the. Ammi aaj bhi bahut khubsurat lag rahi thi – 42 saal ki umar mein bhi unka jism ekdam gora, bhara-bhara, moti gaand aur badi-badi choochiyan salwar suit ke andar chhupi hui thi. Dupatta unke kandhe pe loosely pada tha, thodi si paseena ki chamak unki gardan pe dikhai de rahi thi.
“Abbu aaj thak gaya hoon beta,” Abbu ne sigh kiya aur TV pe news laga di. Unka chehra hamesha jaise thaka-thaka rehta tha. Office ki tension, blood pressure, aur ab umar bhi ho gayi thi.
Ammi ne pyar se unka haath pakda. “Koi baat nahi ShahAlam. Aap rest karo. Main aapke liye doodh garam karti hoon.”
Lekin main jaanta tha aaj raat kuch alag hone wala hai. Ammi ne kal raat bhi mujhe bataya tha ki woh Abbu ke saath thodi closeness chahti hain. “Beta, abbu aur main thoda time spend karenge,” unhone sharmate hue kaha tha. Main apne room mein hi raha, lekin darwaza thoda khula chhod diya tha. Meri aankhein bilkul unpe lagi hui thi.
Raat ke 11:30 baje Abbu bedroom mein gaye. Ammi ne apna light pink salwar suit pehna hua tha, jo unki moti janghon aur gaand pe tight tha. Dupatta ab sirf kandhe pe tha. Woh Abbu ke paas bed pe baith gayi aur dheere se unke gaal pe kiss kiya.
“ShahAlam… aaj bahut din ho gaye hain,” Ammi ne narm awaaz mein kaha. Unki awaaz mein pyar tha, sachcha pyar. “Mujhe aapki bahut zaroorat hai aaj.”
Abbu ne muskurate hue unko gale lagaya. “Haan jaan, main bhi chahta hoon.” Unhone Ammi ka dupatta side kiya aur unki badi choochiyon pe haath pherne lage. Ammi ki saans tez ho gayi. Woh Abbu ke upar chadh gayi, unki gaand Abbu ke lap pe ragad rahi thi. Main apne room se sab dekh raha tha – mera lund already khada ho chuka tha.
Ammi ne Abbu ki shirt utari aur unke chest pe kisses barasne lagi. “Aaj mujhe bahut garam lag raha hai ShahAlam… please mujhe apna bana lo.” Unhone Abbu ki pajama kholi. Abbu ka chhota sa lund bahar aaya – bilkul normal size, lekin aaj bhi soft tha. Ammi ne haath se sehlaya, muh mein liya, choosa… 4-5 minute tak try kiya. Abbu thoda khada hua, lekin jaldi hi dheela pad gaya.
“Shaheen… sorry jaan, aaj mood nahi ban raha,” Abbu ne sharmate hue kaha.
Ammi ne muskurate hue unko pyar kiya. “Koi baat nahi. Aap thak gaye ho. Let me try something else.” Woh neeche ki taraf gayi, unki moti gaand Abbu ke muh ke upar laa kar baith gayi. Abbu ne unki choot chaatni shuru ki, lekin sirf 2 minute baad unki saans phoolne lagi aur woh ruk gaye. Ammi ki choot geeli ho chuki thi, lekin unki aankhon mein ek alag si bhook dikhai de rahi thi.
Woh phir Abbu ke upar aayi, unke chhote lund ko apni geeli choot mein daalne ki koshish ki. Thoda andar gaya… lekin 30-40 second baad hi Abbu ka lund dheela pad gaya aur bahar nikal gaya. Ammi ne phir bhi try kiya – upar neeche hili, choochiyan dabwayi, kiss kiye… lekin Abbu jhad gaye bina Ammi ko kuch diye.
Ammi ka chehra thoda udaas ho gaya, lekin unhone kuch nahi kaha. Bas Abbu ko pyar se gale lagaya. “Koi baat nahi jaan. Aap so jao. Subah office hai.”
Main apne room mein tha, mera lund haath mein tha. Ammi ki woh bhookhi nazar dekh kar mera dil tez dhadak raha tha. Ammi itni pyari, itni shareef… phir bhi Abbu unhe satisfy nahi kar paate. Main dheere se muth marne laga, Ammi ki moti gaand aur badi choochiyon ka soch kar.
Ammi uth kar bathroom gayi. Main chupke se unke peeche gaya aur darwaze ke chhed se dekha. Ammi ne salwar neeche kiya, unki geeli choot dikhai de rahi thi. Woh shower ke neeche khadi hokar apni choot pe haath pher rahi thi. Unki saans tez thi. “Uff… kitna garam hai aaj,” unhone dheere se moan kiya. Unhone 2 ungli andar daali aur tez tez hilane lagi. Unki badi gaand hil rahi thi. 4-5 minute baad unhone zor se jhad diya, “Ahhh… haan…” keh kar.
Main bhi usi waqt jhad gaya.
Jab Ammi bahar aayi toh unka chehra thoda relaxed tha, lekin aankhon mein ek chhoti si udaasi thi. Woh mere room ke paas aayi aur darwaza khol kar dekha. Main jaldi se blanket mein chhup gaya.
“Abdul beta, so gaye?” unhone pyaar se poocha.
“Haan Ammi,” maine sochte hue jawab diya.
Woh andar aayi, mere sar pe haath phera. Unki choochiyan mere muh ke bilkul paas thi. “Beta, tum theek ho na? college mein koi problem toh nahi?”
“Nahi Ammi, sab theek hai.”
Unhone mujhe forehead pe kiss kiya aur chali gayi. Unki gaand salwar ke andar hilti hui door tak gayi.
Raat ke 2 baje main utha. Phone pe ek notification aaya tha – unknown number se.
Unknown: Abdul Khan, tu woh chhota sa chutiya hai na jo college mein apni Ammi ke baare mein sochta rehta hai? Main Ravi hoon. Teri Ammi Shaheen ki moti gaand aur badi choochiyon kaafi famous hain mere doston mein. Agar chahta hai ki teri Ammi ki izzat bachi rahe aur tera Abbu hospital na pahunche, toh kal subah 10 baje tak reply kar.
Mera dil zor se dhak se reh gaya.
Main neeche scroll kiya – usme college ke corridor ki photo thi jisme Ravi aur uske 3 dost Ammi ko door se ghoor rahe the. Aur ek aur photo – Ammi ghar ke bahar dupatta sambhalte hue.
Unknown: Teri Ammi ko bata mat. Warna video viral ho jayega. Kal reply karna… warna game shuru.
Main phone haath mein pakde sochne laga. Ammi abhi so rahi thi, unki saans dheemi-dheemi. Abbu unke paas letay the, bilkul be-khabar.
Kya yeh sach mein shuru ho raha tha?
To be continued…
Raat ke 2:30 baje mera phone phir se vibrate hua. Main bed pe letay-letay kaanp raha tha. Ammi aur Abbu dono so rahe the – Ammi ki saans dheemi aur regular, unki moti gaand salwar ke andar halka sa ubhari hui. Abbu unke paas letay the, bilkul bekhabar. Maine screen pe dekha – naye messages.
Unknown (Ravi): Arre chutiye Abdul, abhi tak reply nahi kiya? Teri Ammi Shaheen ki woh moti gaand dekh kar mera lund khada ho jata hai roz. college ke bahar jab woh dupatta sambhalti hai na, tab sab dekh rahe hote hain usko. Kal subah 10 baje tak reply kar, warna tera Abbu hospital mein admit hoga aur teri Ammi ki video sabko bhej dunga.
Mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Maine jaldi se block karne ki koshish ki, lekin naye number se phir message aaya.
Ravi: Block mat kar, madarchod. Main tere ghar ke bahar bhi hoon abhi. Teri Ammi ki window se dekhta hoon – woh pink salwar mein kitni hot lag rahi hai. Uski badi choochiyan aur moti gaand… teri Ammi ko pata hai kya ki uska beta usko chhup-chhup kar dekhta hai?
Maine darwaze ki taraf dekha. Koi awaaz nahi thi. Phir bhi pura badan thanda pad gaya. Maine jaldi se type kiya:
Abdul: Kya chahte ho? Meri Ammi ko kuch mat karna please.
Ravi: Good boy. Ab sun – kal college ke baad tu apni Ammi ko library ke peeche le jaana. Main sirf baat karunga. Agar nahi aaya toh kal raat tak tera Abbu ka accident ho jayega. Samjha?
Maine “OK” likh diya. Haath kaanp rahe the. Ammi ko utha kar batane ka mann kiya, lekin unki izzat ka sawal tha. Woh itni shareef, itni pyari Ammi… main unhe kaise bataun?
Subah 7 baje Ammi uthi. Main kitchen mein gaya toh unhone mujhe gale lagaya. Unki badi choochiyan mere seene se ragad gayi. “Beta Abdul, raat ko theek se soye? Chehra uda hua hai.”
“Haan Ammi… bas thoda headache,” maine jhooth bola.
Ammi ne mera sar sahlaaya. Unki ungliyan narm thi, mehndi lagi hui. “Beta, paani piyo aur college jaao. Main tumhara favourite paratha bana rahi hoon.” Unhone Abbu ko bhi pyar se uthaya, unke sar pe haath phera. “ShahAlam, aaj office mat jao agar thak gaye ho.”
Abbu ne muskurate hue kaha, “Nahi jaan, meeting hai. Lekin shaam ko ghar aate hi tere paas aa jaunga.” Ammi ne sharmate hue smile kiya, lekin maine unki aankhon mein woh kal wali bhookh dekhi thi.
college mein pura din mera dhyan nahi tha. Ravi aur uske dost mujhe door se taad rahe the. Ravi – lamba, muscular, fair, football team ka captain. Uske saath 3 aur ladke the – Sameer, Vicky aur Karan. Sabke chehre pe wohi gandi smile.
Shaam ko ghar aate hi Ammi ne darwaza khola. Unka light blue salwar suit thoda tight tha aaj, gaand pe fabric khinch rahi thi. “Beta aa gaye? Thak gaye honge. Chai banaun?”
Usi waqt mera phone vibrate hua.
Ravi: Abhi library ke peeche aa. Ammi ko saath le kar. 10 minute mein.
Maine Ammi se kaha, “Ammi, library mein ek book lena hai. Saath chalo na please.”
Ammi ne muskurate hue dupatta sambhala. “Chal beta.” Hum dono library ke peeche gaye. Wahan Ravi khada tha, apne dost ke saath.
Ravi ne Ammi ko upar se neeche tak dekha. “Arre wah Aunty Shaheen… aap toh din mein bhi itni hot lagti hain.”
Ammi ne sharmate hue dupatta tight kiya. “Ji… aap kaun?”
“Main Ravi, Abdul ka classmate. Aunty, aapka beta bahut sharif hai… lekin hum log thoda masti karte hain.” Ravi ne mujhe dekha aur muskuraya. “Abdul, tu ghar ja. Main teri Ammi se thodi baat kar lunga.”
Ammi ne mujhe dekha. “Beta tu ghar ja, main 5 minute mein aa rahi hoon.”
Main wahan se hat gaya lekin chhup kar dekhne laga. Ravi ne Ammi ke paas aakar dheere se kaha, “Aunty, aapka pati ShahAlam bahut weak hai na? Kal raat maine sab dekha tha… aapki choot geeli thi lekin woh kuch nahi kar paya.”
Ammi ka chehra laal ho gaya. “Kya bakwas kar rahe ho? Main chillayi toh…”
Ravi ne phone dikhaaya – kal raat ka video, Ammi shower mein ungli kar rahi thi. “Yeh video viral ho gaya toh aapki izzat kya hogi Aunty? Sirf ek baar milo mujhse… main aapko woh satisfaction dunga jo aapka pati kabhi nahi de sakta.”
Ammi kaampti hui wahan khadi rahi. Unki badi choochiyan upar neeche ho rahi thi saans ke saath. “Main… main aisi aurat nahi hoon. Mere pati aur beta hain…”
Ravi muskuraya. “Socho Aunty. Kal raat 9 baje park ke peeche. Na aayi toh video sabko.”
Ammi wapas ghar aayi. Unka chehra uda hua tha. Maine poocha, “Ammi kya hua?”
“Kuch nahi beta… bas thak gayi hoon.” Unhone mujhe gale lagaya, lekin unki body kaanp rahi thi. Raat ko unhone Abbu ke saath phir try kiya, lekin Abbu jaldi hi so gaye. Ammi bed pe leti rahi, unki aankhein khuli.
Main apne room mein tha, phone pe Ravi ka message:
Ravi: Teri Ammi ab meri hone wali hai chutiye. Kal raat dekhna kya hota hai.
Mera lund phir khada ho gaya soch kar… Ammi ki woh bhookhi nazar, Ravi ka muscular body… aur Abbu bilkul bebas.
Shaam hone wali thi… kal raat Ammi park jaayegi ya nahi?
To be continued…
Unknown (Ravi): Arre chutiye Abdul, abhi tak reply nahi kiya? Teri Ammi Shaheen ki woh moti gaand dekh kar mera lund khada ho jata hai roz. college ke bahar jab woh dupatta sambhalti hai na, tab sab dekh rahe hote hain usko. Kal subah 10 baje tak reply kar, warna tera Abbu hospital mein admit hoga aur teri Ammi ki video sabko bhej dunga.
Mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Maine jaldi se block karne ki koshish ki, lekin naye number se phir message aaya.
Ravi: Block mat kar, madarchod. Main tere ghar ke bahar bhi hoon abhi. Teri Ammi ki window se dekhta hoon – woh pink salwar mein kitni hot lag rahi hai. Uski badi choochiyan aur moti gaand… teri Ammi ko pata hai kya ki uska beta usko chhup-chhup kar dekhta hai?
Maine darwaze ki taraf dekha. Koi awaaz nahi thi. Phir bhi pura badan thanda pad gaya. Maine jaldi se type kiya:
Abdul: Kya chahte ho? Meri Ammi ko kuch mat karna please.
Ravi: Good boy. Ab sun – kal college ke baad tu apni Ammi ko library ke peeche le jaana. Main sirf baat karunga. Agar nahi aaya toh kal raat tak tera Abbu ka accident ho jayega. Samjha?
Maine “OK” likh diya. Haath kaanp rahe the. Ammi ko utha kar batane ka mann kiya, lekin unki izzat ka sawal tha. Woh itni shareef, itni pyari Ammi… main unhe kaise bataun?
Subah 7 baje Ammi uthi. Main kitchen mein gaya toh unhone mujhe gale lagaya. Unki badi choochiyan mere seene se ragad gayi. “Beta Abdul, raat ko theek se soye? Chehra uda hua hai.”
“Haan Ammi… bas thoda headache,” maine jhooth bola.
Ammi ne mera sar sahlaaya. Unki ungliyan narm thi, mehndi lagi hui. “Beta, paani piyo aur college jaao. Main tumhara favourite paratha bana rahi hoon.” Unhone Abbu ko bhi pyar se uthaya, unke sar pe haath phera. “ShahAlam, aaj office mat jao agar thak gaye ho.”
Abbu ne muskurate hue kaha, “Nahi jaan, meeting hai. Lekin shaam ko ghar aate hi tere paas aa jaunga.” Ammi ne sharmate hue smile kiya, lekin maine unki aankhon mein woh kal wali bhookh dekhi thi.
college mein pura din mera dhyan nahi tha. Ravi aur uske dost mujhe door se taad rahe the. Ravi – lamba, muscular, fair, football team ka captain. Uske saath 3 aur ladke the – Sameer, Vicky aur Karan. Sabke chehre pe wohi gandi smile.
Shaam ko ghar aate hi Ammi ne darwaza khola. Unka light blue salwar suit thoda tight tha aaj, gaand pe fabric khinch rahi thi. “Beta aa gaye? Thak gaye honge. Chai banaun?”
Usi waqt mera phone vibrate hua.
Ravi: Abhi library ke peeche aa. Ammi ko saath le kar. 10 minute mein.
Maine Ammi se kaha, “Ammi, library mein ek book lena hai. Saath chalo na please.”
Ammi ne muskurate hue dupatta sambhala. “Chal beta.” Hum dono library ke peeche gaye. Wahan Ravi khada tha, apne dost ke saath.
Ravi ne Ammi ko upar se neeche tak dekha. “Arre wah Aunty Shaheen… aap toh din mein bhi itni hot lagti hain.”
Ammi ne sharmate hue dupatta tight kiya. “Ji… aap kaun?”
“Main Ravi, Abdul ka classmate. Aunty, aapka beta bahut sharif hai… lekin hum log thoda masti karte hain.” Ravi ne mujhe dekha aur muskuraya. “Abdul, tu ghar ja. Main teri Ammi se thodi baat kar lunga.”
Ammi ne mujhe dekha. “Beta tu ghar ja, main 5 minute mein aa rahi hoon.”
Main wahan se hat gaya lekin chhup kar dekhne laga. Ravi ne Ammi ke paas aakar dheere se kaha, “Aunty, aapka pati ShahAlam bahut weak hai na? Kal raat maine sab dekha tha… aapki choot geeli thi lekin woh kuch nahi kar paya.”
Ammi ka chehra laal ho gaya. “Kya bakwas kar rahe ho? Main chillayi toh…”
Ravi ne phone dikhaaya – kal raat ka video, Ammi shower mein ungli kar rahi thi. “Yeh video viral ho gaya toh aapki izzat kya hogi Aunty? Sirf ek baar milo mujhse… main aapko woh satisfaction dunga jo aapka pati kabhi nahi de sakta.”
Ammi kaampti hui wahan khadi rahi. Unki badi choochiyan upar neeche ho rahi thi saans ke saath. “Main… main aisi aurat nahi hoon. Mere pati aur beta hain…”
Ravi muskuraya. “Socho Aunty. Kal raat 9 baje park ke peeche. Na aayi toh video sabko.”
Ammi wapas ghar aayi. Unka chehra uda hua tha. Maine poocha, “Ammi kya hua?”
“Kuch nahi beta… bas thak gayi hoon.” Unhone mujhe gale lagaya, lekin unki body kaanp rahi thi. Raat ko unhone Abbu ke saath phir try kiya, lekin Abbu jaldi hi so gaye. Ammi bed pe leti rahi, unki aankhein khuli.
Main apne room mein tha, phone pe Ravi ka message:
Ravi: Teri Ammi ab meri hone wali hai chutiye. Kal raat dekhna kya hota hai.
Mera lund phir khada ho gaya soch kar… Ammi ki woh bhookhi nazar, Ravi ka muscular body… aur Abbu bilkul bebas.
Shaam hone wali thi… kal raat Ammi park jaayegi ya nahi?
To be continued…
Raat bhar main so nahi paya. Ammi ke room se sirf halki si saans ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Abbu zor-zor se kharrate le rahe the. Maine 3-4 baar uth kar unke darwaze ke paas gaya – Ammi bed pe leti hui thi, unka light blue salwar suit thoda upar chadha hua, moti gori janghen aur gaand ka curve saaf dikhai de raha tha. Unki badi choochiyan saans ke saath upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Unka chehra udaas tha, aankhein band, lekin neend nahi aa rahi thi. Main jaanta tha – kal raat ka woh shower wala scene, Abbu ki nakami, aur ab Ravi ka message… sab unke dimag mein ghum raha hoga.
Subah Ammi uthi toh unka chehra bilkul normal tha. Woh kitchen mein thi, paratha bana rahi thi. Tight salwar suit mein unki gaand bahut ubhari hui thi. Jab main paas gaya toh unhone mujhe gale lagaya. Unki badi garam choochiyan mere seene pe dab gayi. “Beta Abdul, aaj college ke baad seedha ghar aana. Kahi mat ghumna.” Unki awaaz mein chhupi hui tension thi.
Main college gaya. Pura din Ravi mujhe taadta raha. Lunch break mein usne mujhe corner mein pakda. “Chutiye, teri Ammi aaj raat 9 baje park ke peeche aayegi. Tu chhup kar dekhna. Agar usne mujhe reject kiya toh video viral. Samjha?” Usne meri gardan pakad kar dheere se kaha, “Teri Ammi ki moti gaand aur badi choochiyan… aaj main unhe chhoone wala hoon.”
Shaam ko ghar aate hi Ammi ne mujhe dekha. Unka chehra thoda laal tha. “Beta, main thodi der bahar ja rahi hoon… kisi friend se milne.” Maine poocha nahi, bas sar hilaya. Ammi ne apna favourite black salwar suit pehna – jo unki gaand pe bahut tight tha aur dupatta sirf kandhe pe. Unhone Abbu ko bataya ki woh market ja rahi hain.
Main chupke se unke peeche nikal gaya. Park ke peeche wali dark gali mein Ravi already khada tha – lamba, muscular, tight t-shirt mein uska chest aur biceps phule hue. Ammi wahan pahunchi toh unka kadam ruk gaya.
“Ravi… main yahan sirf isliye aayi hoon ki woh video delete kar do. Main aisi aurat nahi hoon,” Ammi ne kaanpte hue kaha. Unka dupatta tightly pakda hua tha.
Ravi muskuraya aur ek kadam aage badha. “Aunty Shaheen… aap bahut shareef hain. Lekin kal raat maine dekha tha – aapki choot geeli thi aur aapka pati kuch nahi kar paya. Aapko ek asli mard chahiye.”
Ammi peeche hati. “Bas… please. Mere pati aur beta hain. Main unhe dhokha nahi de sakti.”
Ravi ne unka haath pakad liya. Ammi ne koshish ki chhudane ki, lekin woh mazboot tha. Usne Ammi ko apne seene se chipka liya. Ammi ki badi choochiyan uske solid chest se ragad gayi. “Uff Aunty… kitni soft choochiyan hain aapki,” Ravi ne dheere se kaha aur ek haath Ammi ki kamar pe rakh diya, dheere se neeche ki taraf slide karte hue unki moti gaand ko daboch liya.
Ammi ka pura badan kaanp utha. “Ravi… chhodo mujhe… yeh galat hai… ahh…” Unki awaaz mein dar tha, lekin saath hi ek halki si siski bhi.
Main ek ped ke peeche chhup kar sab dekh raha tha. Mera lund pant mein khada ho chuka tha. Ravi ne Ammi ki gaand ko dono haathon se masla, fabric ke upar se zor-zor se dabaya. “Dekho Aunty… kitni moti aur garam gaand hai aapki. Aapka pati isko kabhi satisfy nahi kar pata hoga.”
Ammi ki saans tez ho gayi. Unhone Ravi ko dhakelne ki koshish ki, lekin unki taakat kam pad gayi. Ravi ne unka dupatta side kiya aur unki gardan pe kiss kiya. Phir dheere se unki choochiyon pe haath pherne laga – bahar se hi, salwar ke upar se. Ammi ki nipples khade ho gaye the, saaf dikhai de rahe the.
“Ravi… please ruk jao… main… main married hoon…” Ammi ki awaaz toot rahi thi. Unki janghen ek dusre se ragad rahi thi.
Ravi ne muskurate hue Ammi ka ek haath pakad kar apni pant pe rakh diya. “Feel this Aunty. Yeh hai asli mard ka lund. Aapke pati ki chhoti nunni se 4 guna bada.” Ammi ka haath kaanp raha tha, lekin unhone haath nahi hataya. Unki ungliyan uske mothe lund ke shape ko feel kar rahi thi.
Main apna lund bahar nikaal kar dheere-dheere hilane laga. Sharm aa rahi thi, gussa aa raha tha, lekin excitement bhi bahut tha. Ammi… meri pyari Ammi… pehli baar kisi doosre mard ke haath mein.
Ravi ne Ammi ko wall se laga diya aur unki salwar ke upar se unki choot pe haath pherne laga. “Geeli ho gayi ho Aunty… sach sach batao, kitne saal baad kisi ne aapki choot ko itna chhua hai?”
Ammi ki aankhein band ho gayi. Ek halka moan nikla unke muh se – “Ahhh… nahi… mat karo…” lekin unki gaand khud hi thodi aage ki taraf hil gayi.
Ravi ne 10-15 minute tak unhe chhua – choochiyan dabai, gaand masli, choot pe ungliyan ghumai – lekin salwar ke andar nahi gaya. Sirf bahar se teasing. Ammi ka pura badan paseene se tar tha. Unka dupatta zameen pe gir chuka tha.
Aakhir mein Ravi ne Ammi ke kaan mein kaha, “Kal raat 10 baje mere ghar aana Aunty. Sirf 1 ghanta. Warna video…”
Ammi ne sar hilaya, aankhon mein aansu the. “Bas… ek baar… phir video delete kar dena.”
Ravi muskuraya aur chala gaya. Ammi wahan khadi rahi kuch minute, apne kapde theek kiye, dupatta sambhala. Unki janghen kaanp rahi thi. Jab woh ghar wapas aayi toh main pehle hi pahunch chuka tha.
Ammi ne mujhe dekha aur muskurane ki koshish ki. “Beta… main thak gayi hoon. Abbu ko bol dena main jaldi so jaungi.”
Raat ko Abbu office ke kaam mein busy the. Ammi apne room mein thi. Maine chhup kar unke darwaze se dekha – Ammi bed pe leti hui thi, salwar neeche ki taraf khisak rahi thi. Unhone apni choot pe haath pherna shuru kiya. Unki ungliyan tez tez chal rahi thi. “Uff… kya ho raha hai mujhe…” unhone dheere se moan kiya. Unki moti gaand bed pe hil rahi thi.
Main bahar khade-khade muth mar raha tha jab Ammi zor se jhad gayi – “Ahhh… haan…” keh kar.
Uske baad unhone ghusl kiya, bahut der tak. Jab bahar aayi toh unka chehra laal tha. Unhone mujhe dekha aur gale lagaya. “Beta, sab theek hai na?”
Main sirf sar hila saka.
Phone pe Ravi ka message aaya tha:
Ravi: Teri Ammi ab meri taraf attract ho rahi hai chutiye. Kal raat asli maza aayega.
Mera dil dhadak raha tha. Ammi ki woh pehli chhooT… aur ab woh Ravi ke ghar jaane wali thi.
To be continued…
Subah Ammi uthi toh unka chehra bilkul normal tha. Woh kitchen mein thi, paratha bana rahi thi. Tight salwar suit mein unki gaand bahut ubhari hui thi. Jab main paas gaya toh unhone mujhe gale lagaya. Unki badi garam choochiyan mere seene pe dab gayi. “Beta Abdul, aaj college ke baad seedha ghar aana. Kahi mat ghumna.” Unki awaaz mein chhupi hui tension thi.
Main college gaya. Pura din Ravi mujhe taadta raha. Lunch break mein usne mujhe corner mein pakda. “Chutiye, teri Ammi aaj raat 9 baje park ke peeche aayegi. Tu chhup kar dekhna. Agar usne mujhe reject kiya toh video viral. Samjha?” Usne meri gardan pakad kar dheere se kaha, “Teri Ammi ki moti gaand aur badi choochiyan… aaj main unhe chhoone wala hoon.”
Shaam ko ghar aate hi Ammi ne mujhe dekha. Unka chehra thoda laal tha. “Beta, main thodi der bahar ja rahi hoon… kisi friend se milne.” Maine poocha nahi, bas sar hilaya. Ammi ne apna favourite black salwar suit pehna – jo unki gaand pe bahut tight tha aur dupatta sirf kandhe pe. Unhone Abbu ko bataya ki woh market ja rahi hain.
Main chupke se unke peeche nikal gaya. Park ke peeche wali dark gali mein Ravi already khada tha – lamba, muscular, tight t-shirt mein uska chest aur biceps phule hue. Ammi wahan pahunchi toh unka kadam ruk gaya.
“Ravi… main yahan sirf isliye aayi hoon ki woh video delete kar do. Main aisi aurat nahi hoon,” Ammi ne kaanpte hue kaha. Unka dupatta tightly pakda hua tha.
Ravi muskuraya aur ek kadam aage badha. “Aunty Shaheen… aap bahut shareef hain. Lekin kal raat maine dekha tha – aapki choot geeli thi aur aapka pati kuch nahi kar paya. Aapko ek asli mard chahiye.”
Ammi peeche hati. “Bas… please. Mere pati aur beta hain. Main unhe dhokha nahi de sakti.”
Ravi ne unka haath pakad liya. Ammi ne koshish ki chhudane ki, lekin woh mazboot tha. Usne Ammi ko apne seene se chipka liya. Ammi ki badi choochiyan uske solid chest se ragad gayi. “Uff Aunty… kitni soft choochiyan hain aapki,” Ravi ne dheere se kaha aur ek haath Ammi ki kamar pe rakh diya, dheere se neeche ki taraf slide karte hue unki moti gaand ko daboch liya.
Ammi ka pura badan kaanp utha. “Ravi… chhodo mujhe… yeh galat hai… ahh…” Unki awaaz mein dar tha, lekin saath hi ek halki si siski bhi.
Main ek ped ke peeche chhup kar sab dekh raha tha. Mera lund pant mein khada ho chuka tha. Ravi ne Ammi ki gaand ko dono haathon se masla, fabric ke upar se zor-zor se dabaya. “Dekho Aunty… kitni moti aur garam gaand hai aapki. Aapka pati isko kabhi satisfy nahi kar pata hoga.”
Ammi ki saans tez ho gayi. Unhone Ravi ko dhakelne ki koshish ki, lekin unki taakat kam pad gayi. Ravi ne unka dupatta side kiya aur unki gardan pe kiss kiya. Phir dheere se unki choochiyon pe haath pherne laga – bahar se hi, salwar ke upar se. Ammi ki nipples khade ho gaye the, saaf dikhai de rahe the.
“Ravi… please ruk jao… main… main married hoon…” Ammi ki awaaz toot rahi thi. Unki janghen ek dusre se ragad rahi thi.
Ravi ne muskurate hue Ammi ka ek haath pakad kar apni pant pe rakh diya. “Feel this Aunty. Yeh hai asli mard ka lund. Aapke pati ki chhoti nunni se 4 guna bada.” Ammi ka haath kaanp raha tha, lekin unhone haath nahi hataya. Unki ungliyan uske mothe lund ke shape ko feel kar rahi thi.
Main apna lund bahar nikaal kar dheere-dheere hilane laga. Sharm aa rahi thi, gussa aa raha tha, lekin excitement bhi bahut tha. Ammi… meri pyari Ammi… pehli baar kisi doosre mard ke haath mein.
Ravi ne Ammi ko wall se laga diya aur unki salwar ke upar se unki choot pe haath pherne laga. “Geeli ho gayi ho Aunty… sach sach batao, kitne saal baad kisi ne aapki choot ko itna chhua hai?”
Ammi ki aankhein band ho gayi. Ek halka moan nikla unke muh se – “Ahhh… nahi… mat karo…” lekin unki gaand khud hi thodi aage ki taraf hil gayi.
Ravi ne 10-15 minute tak unhe chhua – choochiyan dabai, gaand masli, choot pe ungliyan ghumai – lekin salwar ke andar nahi gaya. Sirf bahar se teasing. Ammi ka pura badan paseene se tar tha. Unka dupatta zameen pe gir chuka tha.
Aakhir mein Ravi ne Ammi ke kaan mein kaha, “Kal raat 10 baje mere ghar aana Aunty. Sirf 1 ghanta. Warna video…”
Ammi ne sar hilaya, aankhon mein aansu the. “Bas… ek baar… phir video delete kar dena.”
Ravi muskuraya aur chala gaya. Ammi wahan khadi rahi kuch minute, apne kapde theek kiye, dupatta sambhala. Unki janghen kaanp rahi thi. Jab woh ghar wapas aayi toh main pehle hi pahunch chuka tha.
Ammi ne mujhe dekha aur muskurane ki koshish ki. “Beta… main thak gayi hoon. Abbu ko bol dena main jaldi so jaungi.”
Raat ko Abbu office ke kaam mein busy the. Ammi apne room mein thi. Maine chhup kar unke darwaze se dekha – Ammi bed pe leti hui thi, salwar neeche ki taraf khisak rahi thi. Unhone apni choot pe haath pherna shuru kiya. Unki ungliyan tez tez chal rahi thi. “Uff… kya ho raha hai mujhe…” unhone dheere se moan kiya. Unki moti gaand bed pe hil rahi thi.
Main bahar khade-khade muth mar raha tha jab Ammi zor se jhad gayi – “Ahhh… haan…” keh kar.
Uske baad unhone ghusl kiya, bahut der tak. Jab bahar aayi toh unka chehra laal tha. Unhone mujhe dekha aur gale lagaya. “Beta, sab theek hai na?”
Main sirf sar hila saka.
Phone pe Ravi ka message aaya tha:
Ravi: Teri Ammi ab meri taraf attract ho rahi hai chutiye. Kal raat asli maza aayega.
Mera dil dhadak raha tha. Ammi ki woh pehli chhooT… aur ab woh Ravi ke ghar jaane wali thi.
To be continued…
Raat ke 8:45 baje ghar mein bilkul sannata tha. Abbu drawing room mein sofa pe let kar TV dekh rahe the, unki aankhein thaki hui thi. Main apne room ke darwaze ke chhed se Ammi ko dekh raha tha. Ammi apne bedroom mein khadi thi, mirror ke saamne. Unhone ek deep maroon salwar suit pehna hua tha – suit unki moti gori janghon aur badi gaand pe itna tight tha ki har curve saaf dikh raha tha. Dupatta ko unhone bahut carefully kandhe pe rakha tha, lekin unki badi-badi choochiyan suit ke upar se hi ubhari hui thi.
Ammi apne haathon se apna chehra chhu rahi thi. Unki aankhon mein aansu the. “Kya kar rahi hoon main… Shaheen, tu pagal ho gayi hai kya?” unhone dheere se apne aap se kaha. “ShahAlam mera pati hai… Abdul mera beta… main unke liye yeh sab kar rahi hoon… bas ek baar… video delete ho jayega toh sab theek ho jayega.”
Unhone ek gehra saans li aur dupatta ko thoda adjust kiya. Phir mirror mein dekha – unka gora chehra laal ho raha tha sharm se. Maine apna phone check kiya. Ravi ka message tha: “Teri Ammi aa rahi hai madarchod. Tu bhi chhup kar dekhna. Maza aayega.”
Ammi bahar nikli. Abbu ko boli, “ShahAlam, main ek purani dost se milne ja rahi hoon… jaldi aa jaungi.” Abbu ne sirf sar hilaya, kuch poocha nahi. Ammi ne mujhe dekha aur pyar se gale lagaya. Unki badi choochiyan mere seene pe dab gayi. “Beta, darwaza band kar lena. Main jaldi aa jaungi.”
Main 5 minute baad chupke se bike nikaal kar unke peeche nikal gaya. Ammi auto mein baithi thi. Main door-door se follow kar raha tha. Unka chehra window se bahar tha, dupatta tightly pakde hue. Main soch raha tha – meri pyari, shareef Ammi… jo hamesha mujhe aur Abbu ko itna pyar karti thi… aaj kisi doosre mard ke ghar ja rahi hai.
Ravi ka ghar colony ke last mein tha, ek independent villa. Parents bahar gaye hue the. Ammi auto se utri aur gate pe khadi ho gayi. Unka pura badan kaanp raha tha. Ravi darwaza khol kar bahar aaya – sirf shorts aur tight vest mein. Uska muscular body, wide chest, bada lund shorts mein saaf ubhra hua.
“Aunty Shaheen… andar aao na,” Ravi ne muskurate hue kaha.
Ammi andar gayi. Main peeche wali wall ke upar chadh kar window se dekhne laga. Room mein light dim thi.
“Ravi… please… sirf 30 minute. Video delete kar do aur main chali jaungi,” Ammi ne kaanpte hue kaha.
Ravi ne door lock kar diya. “Aunty, baitho pehle. Dar mat. Main sirf baat karunga.” Usne Ammi ko sofa pe baithaya aur khud bilkul paas baith gaya. Unka ghutna Ammi ki jangh se ragad raha tha.
“Shaheen Aunty… aap itni khubsurat kyun ho? Aapka pati kitna lucky hai… lekin woh bewakoof hai. Kal raat maine dekha tha – aapki choot geeli thi aur uski chhoti nunni kuch nahi kar payi.”
Ammi ka chehra laal ho gaya. “Ravi… aise mat bolo. Mere pati bahut achhe hain. Main unhe pyar karti hoon.”
Ravi hans pada. Usne Ammi ka haath pakad kar apni shorts pe rakh diya. “Feel karo Aunty. Yeh dekho asli mard ka lund. Aapke pati ki nunni se 4-5 guna bada aur mota.”
Ammi ka haath kaanp raha tha, lekin unhone haath nahi hataya. Unki ungliyan uske mothe lund ke shape ko feel kar rahi thi. “Uff… Ravi… yeh galat hai… bahut bada hai…” Ammi ki awaaz toot rahi thi.
Ravi ne Ammi ko khinch kar apne god mein baitha liya. Unki moti gaand uske lap pe aa gayi. Usne Ammi ka dupatta side kiya aur gardan pe kiss karne laga. “Aunty ki skin kitni soft hai… kitni khushboo aa rahi hai.”
Ammi ki saans tez ho gayi. “Ravi… please… mat karo… mera beta… mera pati…” lekin unki gaand khud hi thodi si ragad rahi thi.
Ravi ne Ammi ki salwar ki zip kholi aur upar se suit utar diya. Ab Ammi sirf black bra aur panty mein thi. Unki badi-badi gori choochiyan bra ke andar ubhari hui thi. Ravi ne bra ka hook khola. Dono badi choochiyan jhatke se bahar aa gayi – brown nipples already khade.
“Waah Aunty… kitni zabardast choochiyan hain!” Ravi ne dono haathon se pakad kar zor-zor se dabaya. Ammi ki aankhein band ho gayi. “Ahhh… dard ho raha hai Ravi… dheere…”
Ravi ne ek nipple muh mein le liya aur choosne laga. Ammi ki ungliyan uske baal mein ghus gayi. “Nahi… yeh galat hai… ahhh… haan… mat chhodo…” Unki awaaz mein guile aur bhookh dono thi.
Main window se dekh raha tha. Mera lund bahar nikaal kar hilane laga. Sharm aa rahi thi lekin ruk nahi pa raha tha.
Ravi ne Ammi ko sofa pe litaya. Unki salwar aur panty neeche ki taraf khisak di. Ammi ki gori, geeli choot saaf dikhai de rahi thi – shaved, tight aur chamak rahi thi. Ravi ne unki janghen faila di aur muh laga diya. Usne zor-zor se chaatna shuru kiya – choot ke upar, andar, clit pe.
Ammi ki kamar uchhalne lagi. “Ravi… nahi… bahut ganda hai… ahhh… ahhh… mat karo… main… main jhad jaungi…”
Ravi ne ungli andar daal di aur tez tez andar-bahar karne laga. Saath mein choos raha tha. Ammi ki moti gaand sofa pe zor-zor se hil rahi thi. Unki choochiyan upar-neeche ho rahi thi. 8-10 minute baad Ammi zor se jhad gayi – pura badan kaanp utha, “Ahhhhh… haan… haan… Ravi… bahut mazaa aa raha hai…” keh kar.
Unke jhadte hi aansu nikal aaye. “Kya kar diya mujhse… main apne pati ko dhokha de rahi hoon… Abdul ko kya muh dikhau gi…”
Ravi ne apna mota lund bahar nikaala. 8 inch lamba, mota, blue veins wala. Usne Ammi ke muh ke paas kiya. “Chuso Aunty. Pehli baar doosre mard ka lund taste karo.”
Ammi ne sharmate hue muh khola. Ravi ne dheere se andar daala. Ammi ki aankhein badi ho gayi. “Mmm… bahut mota hai… gag ho raha hai…” lekin unhone choosna shuru kar diya. Ravi uske baal pakad kar muh chodne laga.
Main bahar hilate hue dekh raha tha. Ammi ki woh badi choochiyan hil rahi thi, gaand upar uthi hui, aur Ravi ka lund unke muh mein andar-bahar.
Ravi ne 15 minute tak Ammi ko choda – choochiyan dabai, gaand pe thappad mare, choot mein 3 ungliyan daal kar hilaya. Ammi 3 baar jhad chuki thi. Har baar ke baad woh ro rahi thi guilt se.
Aakhir mein Ravi ne Ammi ke muh mein hi jhad diya. Ammi ne thoda piya, baaki chin pe gir gaya. Woh ro rahi thi. “Ravi… ab video delete kar do please…”
Ravi ne phone dikhaaya – usne pura scene record kar liya tha. “Yeh ab mera insurance hai Aunty. Agli baar hum tere ghar mein milenge jab tera pati aur beta bahar honge.”
Ammi kapde pehen kar roti hui ghar aayi. Main pehle pahunch chuka tha. Ammi ne mujhe dekha aur bahut zor se gale lagaya. Unki body ab bhi garam thi. “Beta… Ammi tumhe bahut pyar karti hai… kabhi mat bhoolna.”
Raat ko unhone Abbu ke liye khana banaya, extra pyar se. Abbu ko gale lagaya. Lekin main jaanta tha – Ammi ke andar kuch toot chuka tha.
Midnight ko Ravi ka message aaya:
Ravi: Agli baar teri Ammi ko main tere ghar mein chodunga. Aur tu dekhna.
Ammi abhi bhi bathroom mein thi – bahut der se ghusl kar rahi thi, ro rahi thi.
Lekin unki body… woh ab bhookhi ho chuki thi.
To be continued…
Ammi apne haathon se apna chehra chhu rahi thi. Unki aankhon mein aansu the. “Kya kar rahi hoon main… Shaheen, tu pagal ho gayi hai kya?” unhone dheere se apne aap se kaha. “ShahAlam mera pati hai… Abdul mera beta… main unke liye yeh sab kar rahi hoon… bas ek baar… video delete ho jayega toh sab theek ho jayega.”
Unhone ek gehra saans li aur dupatta ko thoda adjust kiya. Phir mirror mein dekha – unka gora chehra laal ho raha tha sharm se. Maine apna phone check kiya. Ravi ka message tha: “Teri Ammi aa rahi hai madarchod. Tu bhi chhup kar dekhna. Maza aayega.”
Ammi bahar nikli. Abbu ko boli, “ShahAlam, main ek purani dost se milne ja rahi hoon… jaldi aa jaungi.” Abbu ne sirf sar hilaya, kuch poocha nahi. Ammi ne mujhe dekha aur pyar se gale lagaya. Unki badi choochiyan mere seene pe dab gayi. “Beta, darwaza band kar lena. Main jaldi aa jaungi.”
Main 5 minute baad chupke se bike nikaal kar unke peeche nikal gaya. Ammi auto mein baithi thi. Main door-door se follow kar raha tha. Unka chehra window se bahar tha, dupatta tightly pakde hue. Main soch raha tha – meri pyari, shareef Ammi… jo hamesha mujhe aur Abbu ko itna pyar karti thi… aaj kisi doosre mard ke ghar ja rahi hai.
Ravi ka ghar colony ke last mein tha, ek independent villa. Parents bahar gaye hue the. Ammi auto se utri aur gate pe khadi ho gayi. Unka pura badan kaanp raha tha. Ravi darwaza khol kar bahar aaya – sirf shorts aur tight vest mein. Uska muscular body, wide chest, bada lund shorts mein saaf ubhra hua.
“Aunty Shaheen… andar aao na,” Ravi ne muskurate hue kaha.
Ammi andar gayi. Main peeche wali wall ke upar chadh kar window se dekhne laga. Room mein light dim thi.
“Ravi… please… sirf 30 minute. Video delete kar do aur main chali jaungi,” Ammi ne kaanpte hue kaha.
Ravi ne door lock kar diya. “Aunty, baitho pehle. Dar mat. Main sirf baat karunga.” Usne Ammi ko sofa pe baithaya aur khud bilkul paas baith gaya. Unka ghutna Ammi ki jangh se ragad raha tha.
“Shaheen Aunty… aap itni khubsurat kyun ho? Aapka pati kitna lucky hai… lekin woh bewakoof hai. Kal raat maine dekha tha – aapki choot geeli thi aur uski chhoti nunni kuch nahi kar payi.”
Ammi ka chehra laal ho gaya. “Ravi… aise mat bolo. Mere pati bahut achhe hain. Main unhe pyar karti hoon.”
Ravi hans pada. Usne Ammi ka haath pakad kar apni shorts pe rakh diya. “Feel karo Aunty. Yeh dekho asli mard ka lund. Aapke pati ki nunni se 4-5 guna bada aur mota.”
Ammi ka haath kaanp raha tha, lekin unhone haath nahi hataya. Unki ungliyan uske mothe lund ke shape ko feel kar rahi thi. “Uff… Ravi… yeh galat hai… bahut bada hai…” Ammi ki awaaz toot rahi thi.
Ravi ne Ammi ko khinch kar apne god mein baitha liya. Unki moti gaand uske lap pe aa gayi. Usne Ammi ka dupatta side kiya aur gardan pe kiss karne laga. “Aunty ki skin kitni soft hai… kitni khushboo aa rahi hai.”
Ammi ki saans tez ho gayi. “Ravi… please… mat karo… mera beta… mera pati…” lekin unki gaand khud hi thodi si ragad rahi thi.
Ravi ne Ammi ki salwar ki zip kholi aur upar se suit utar diya. Ab Ammi sirf black bra aur panty mein thi. Unki badi-badi gori choochiyan bra ke andar ubhari hui thi. Ravi ne bra ka hook khola. Dono badi choochiyan jhatke se bahar aa gayi – brown nipples already khade.
“Waah Aunty… kitni zabardast choochiyan hain!” Ravi ne dono haathon se pakad kar zor-zor se dabaya. Ammi ki aankhein band ho gayi. “Ahhh… dard ho raha hai Ravi… dheere…”
Ravi ne ek nipple muh mein le liya aur choosne laga. Ammi ki ungliyan uske baal mein ghus gayi. “Nahi… yeh galat hai… ahhh… haan… mat chhodo…” Unki awaaz mein guile aur bhookh dono thi.
Main window se dekh raha tha. Mera lund bahar nikaal kar hilane laga. Sharm aa rahi thi lekin ruk nahi pa raha tha.
Ravi ne Ammi ko sofa pe litaya. Unki salwar aur panty neeche ki taraf khisak di. Ammi ki gori, geeli choot saaf dikhai de rahi thi – shaved, tight aur chamak rahi thi. Ravi ne unki janghen faila di aur muh laga diya. Usne zor-zor se chaatna shuru kiya – choot ke upar, andar, clit pe.
Ammi ki kamar uchhalne lagi. “Ravi… nahi… bahut ganda hai… ahhh… ahhh… mat karo… main… main jhad jaungi…”
Ravi ne ungli andar daal di aur tez tez andar-bahar karne laga. Saath mein choos raha tha. Ammi ki moti gaand sofa pe zor-zor se hil rahi thi. Unki choochiyan upar-neeche ho rahi thi. 8-10 minute baad Ammi zor se jhad gayi – pura badan kaanp utha, “Ahhhhh… haan… haan… Ravi… bahut mazaa aa raha hai…” keh kar.
Unke jhadte hi aansu nikal aaye. “Kya kar diya mujhse… main apne pati ko dhokha de rahi hoon… Abdul ko kya muh dikhau gi…”
Ravi ne apna mota lund bahar nikaala. 8 inch lamba, mota, blue veins wala. Usne Ammi ke muh ke paas kiya. “Chuso Aunty. Pehli baar doosre mard ka lund taste karo.”
Ammi ne sharmate hue muh khola. Ravi ne dheere se andar daala. Ammi ki aankhein badi ho gayi. “Mmm… bahut mota hai… gag ho raha hai…” lekin unhone choosna shuru kar diya. Ravi uske baal pakad kar muh chodne laga.
Main bahar hilate hue dekh raha tha. Ammi ki woh badi choochiyan hil rahi thi, gaand upar uthi hui, aur Ravi ka lund unke muh mein andar-bahar.
Ravi ne 15 minute tak Ammi ko choda – choochiyan dabai, gaand pe thappad mare, choot mein 3 ungliyan daal kar hilaya. Ammi 3 baar jhad chuki thi. Har baar ke baad woh ro rahi thi guilt se.
Aakhir mein Ravi ne Ammi ke muh mein hi jhad diya. Ammi ne thoda piya, baaki chin pe gir gaya. Woh ro rahi thi. “Ravi… ab video delete kar do please…”
Ravi ne phone dikhaaya – usne pura scene record kar liya tha. “Yeh ab mera insurance hai Aunty. Agli baar hum tere ghar mein milenge jab tera pati aur beta bahar honge.”
Ammi kapde pehen kar roti hui ghar aayi. Main pehle pahunch chuka tha. Ammi ne mujhe dekha aur bahut zor se gale lagaya. Unki body ab bhi garam thi. “Beta… Ammi tumhe bahut pyar karti hai… kabhi mat bhoolna.”
Raat ko unhone Abbu ke liye khana banaya, extra pyar se. Abbu ko gale lagaya. Lekin main jaanta tha – Ammi ke andar kuch toot chuka tha.
Midnight ko Ravi ka message aaya:
Ravi: Agli baar teri Ammi ko main tere ghar mein chodunga. Aur tu dekhna.
Ammi abhi bhi bathroom mein thi – bahut der se ghusl kar rahi thi, ro rahi thi.
Lekin unki body… woh ab bhookhi ho chuki thi.
To be continued…
Ravi ke last message ne Ammi ko raat bhar jagaye rakha. Main apne room mein let kar phone screen pe dekhta raha – Ravi ne clearly likha tha: “Kal raat 8 baje teri Ammi ko main tere ghar nahi, OYO Hotel Lakeview le jaunga. Room 305. Tu bhi chhup kar aa. Agar woh nahi aayi toh kal subah tak pura video Abbu ke office group mein.”
Subah Ammi uthi toh unka chehra bilkul thaka hua tha. Unhone black salwar suit pehna – bahut tight, gaand pe fabric khinch rahi thi, choochiyan upar se ubhari hui. Dupatta ko unhone double fold kiya tha jaise apni izzat ko bachane ki koshish kar rahi hon. Kitchen mein unhone Abbu ke liye paratha banaya, mujhe gale lagaya. Unki badi garam choochiyan mere seene pe lagi toh mujhe kal raat ka scene yaad aa gaya – Ravi unko choos raha tha.
“Beta Abdul… aaj raat main late aaungi. Ek purani college friend se milna hai,” Ammi ne dheere se kaha. Unki aankhon mein aansu the, lekin unhone jaldi se pochh liye.
Abbu ne muskurate hue kaha, “Shaheen, tu enjoy kar. Main aur Abdul ghar pe hi hain.” Abbu bilkul bekhabar the. Unka chhota sa pet aur thaka chehra dekh kar Ammi ka dil aur bhi toot raha tha.
Shaam 7:30 baje Ammi ready hui. Unhone ek thoda mehnga red salwar suit pehna jo maine pehle kabhi nahi dekha tha – suit unki body pe itna perfectly fit tha ki gaand aur choochiyan bahar nikalne ko betab thi. Dupatta sirf ek taraf se latka hua tha. Jab woh bahar nikli toh main bike pe unke peeche nikal gaya. Auto mein baith kar Ammi ne Ravi ko call kiya.
“Ravi… please… ghar pe mat le jao. Kahin aur chalo,” Ammi ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi.
Ravi hans pada. “Theek hai Aunty. OYO Lakeview, room 305 book kar diya hai. 8:15 tak pahunch jao. Aur haan… aaj asli maza aayega.”
Main OYO hotel ke bahar bike park karke chhup gaya. Hotel ka reception bahut busy tha. Ammi auto se utri aur andar gayi. Receptionist ne unko upar se neeche tak dekha. Ek doosra staff member dheere se bola, “Dekh… aaj ki maal bahut high class lag rahi hai. Street se uthayi hui lagti hai lekin kapde achhe hain.”
Ammi ka chehra laal ho gaya. Unhone sun liya tha. Receptionist ne muskurate hue key card diya. “Room 305 Madam… aapke client already upar hain. Enjoy your night.” Unhone Ammi ko ek gandi smile di jaise woh koi randi ho.
Ammi lift mein chadh gayi. Main stairs se upar chadh kar balcony se room ke window ke paas pahunch gaya. Parda thoda khula tha. Ravi already bed pe baitha tha, sirf underwear mein. Uska mota lund ubhra hua.
Jab Ammi andar aayi toh Ravi turant utha aur darwaza lock kar diya. “Aunty Shaheen… aaj tu meri randi banegi. Hotel wale sab soch rahe hain ki tu street ki prostitute hai jo maine pick ki hai.”
Ammi peeche hati. “Ravi… please… main aisi nahi hoon. Mere pati aur beta hain. Sirf video delete kar do aur main chali jaungi.”
Ravi ne Ammi ko khinch kar bed pe dhakel diya. “Chup randi. Aaj tera pati tujhe chod nahi paya tha… main tujhe chodunga.” Usne Ammi ka dupatta khench kar phenk diya. Phir salwar ki zip kholi aur suit upar se utar diya. Ammi ab sirf black lace bra aur matching panty mein thi. Unki gori moti gaand aur badi choochiyan bahar aa gayi.
Ravi ne bra ka hook khola. Dono choochiyan jhatke se bahar nikal aayi. Usne dono haathon se pakad kar zor-zor se dabaya aur thappad mare. “Kitni zabardast choochiyan hain teri randi… teri nunni pati inko kabhi satisfy nahi kar paya hoga.”
Ammi ki aankhon se aansu nikal aaye. “Ravi… dard ho raha hai… mat maro… ahhh…” lekin unki nipples khade ho chuke the.
Ravi ne Ammi ko ghutno pe baitha diya aur apna mota lund bahar nikaala. “Chus randi. Pura muh mein le.”
Ammi ne ro-ro kar muh khola. Ravi ne uske baal pakad kar zor se muh chodna shuru kiya. Ammi gag ho rahi thi, thook tapak raha tha uske chin pe. “Mmm… gluck… gluck… bahut mota hai… gag ho raha hai…”
Main window se dekh raha tha. Mera lund haath mein tha. Sharm se mar raha tha lekin ruk nahi pa raha tha.
Ravi ne Ammi ko bed pe litaya aur panty khench kar phenk di. Ammi ki geeli choot chamak rahi thi. Usne Ammi ki janghen faila di aur apna mota lund choot ke muh pe ragadne laga. “Bata randi… tera pati kabhi itna mota lund tujhe de paya hai?”
Ammi ne sar hilaya. “Nahi… please dheere… pehli baar hai…”
Ravi ne ek hi dhakke mein pura lund andar dhakel diya. Ammi ki cheekh nikal gayi. “Ahhhhhh… phat gayi… bahut mota hai Ravi… nikal do… dard ho raha hai!”
Ravi ne ruka nahi. Usne zor-zor se dhakke marne shuru kiye. Har dhakke mein Ammi ki moti gaand bed pe zor se gir rahi thi. Room mein chap-chap ki awaaz goonj rahi thi. Ravi ne Ammi ki choochiyon ko pakad kar dabaya, thappad mare, gardan pakad kar choke kiya. “Le randi… teri choot ab meri ho gayi. Tera pati kabhi aisa chod nahi sakta.”
Ammi ki aankhein band thi. Unke muh se sirf siskiyan nikal rahi thi – “Ahhh… haan… dheere… ahhh… bahut mazaa aa raha hai… nahi… galat hai… Ravi please jhad mat andar…”
Lekin Ravi ne speed badha di. Usne Ammi ko ghodi banaya aur peeche se chodne laga. Ammi ki moti gaand pe thappad pad rahe the. “Le… le… teri gaand bhi ek din meri hogi randi.”
Ammi 4 baar jhad chuki thi. Har baar ke baad woh ro rahi thi. “Main apne pati ko dhokha de rahi hoon… Abdul ko kya muh dikhau gi…”
Ravi ne akhir mein zor se dhakka mara aur Ammi ki choot ke andar hi pura maal bhar diya. Garam-creamy cum Ammi ki janghon pe tapak raha tha. Ammi bed pe leti hui thi, pura badan paseene aur aansu se tar.
Ravi ne phone uthaya aur Ammi ki creampie choot ki photo li. “Yeh ab mera proof hai. Agli baar hum tere ghar mein milenge… aur main tujhe tere pati ke saamne chodunga.”
Ammi kapde pehen kar roti hui hotel se bahar nikli. Reception pe wahi staff tha jo muskuraya. “Madam, next time bhi aana. Aapke client bahut khush the.”
Ghar aate hi Ammi ne mujhe gale lagaya. Unki body ab bhi garam thi aur unki choot se Ravi ka cum nikal raha tha. “Beta… Ammi tumhe bahut pyar karti hai.”
Abbu so rahe the. Ammi bathroom mein bahut der tak roti rahi aur ghusl kar rahi thi.
Main apne room mein let kar soch raha tha – Ammi ab sach mein badal chuki thi.
Ravi ka last message aaya tha: “Agli baar tera Abbu ghar pe hoga… aur main teri Ammi ko uske saamne chodunga.”
To be continued…
Ravi ke last message ke baad Ammi raat bhar so nahi payi. Main apne room mein let kar sun raha tha – bathroom mein paani ki awaaz, Ammi ka ro-ro kar ghusl karna, phir bed pe let kar halki si siskiyan. Subah 6 baje unhone uth kar dua padhi (sirf dil se, muh se kuch nahi), phir kitchen mein Abbu ke liye nashta banaya. Unka chehra thaka hua tha, aankhon ke neeche kaala ghera pad gaya tha.
“Beta Abdul, aaj college jaana zaruri hai na?” Ammi ne mujhe pyar se poocha jab main breakfast pe baitha. Unhone mujhe gale lagaya. Unki badi choochiyan mere seene pe dab gayi. Unki body ab bhi thodi garam thi kal raat ke saath.
“Haan Ammi, jaana hai,” maine jhooth bola. Asal mein main college bunk karne wala tha. Ravi ne mujhe raat ko hi message kiya tha – “Aaj 11 baje tere ghar aa raha hoon. Tera Abbu office, tu college. Teri Ammi ko surprise dunga.”
Abbu 8:30 baje office chala gaya. Ammi ne unko bahut pyar se bye kiya, unke gaal pe kiss kiya. “ShahAlam, jaldi ghar aana. Main wait karungi.” Abbu muskuraya aur chala gaya, bilkul be-khabar.
Ammi ne ghar ke kaam shuru kiye. Main chupke se college ki taraf nikalne ka natak kiya, phir 10:30 baje peeche wali gali se ghar ke compound mein ghus gaya. Peeche wale store room mein chhup gaya – wahan se drawing room aur bedroom dono dikhte the. Darwaza thoda khula chhod diya tha. Mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Sharm, gussa, aur lund khada hone ka ehsaas… sab mix ho raha tha.
11:05 baje doorbell baji. Ammi darwaza kholne gayi. Ravi bahar khada tha – tight black t-shirt aur jeans mein, muscular body saaf dikh rahi thi.
“Ravi… yahan kya kar rahe ho? Main ne kaha tha na ghar mat aana!” Ammi ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi. Unhone darwaza band karne ki koshish ki.
Ravi andar ghus aaya aur darwaza lock kar diya. “Randi, ab tu meri ho chuki hai. Kal hotel mein teri choot ne mera lund yaad kar liya tha. Aaj tere pati aur beta ke ghar mein hi chodunga tujhe.”
Ammi peeche hati, dupatta tightly pakde hue. “Ravi please… yeh mera ghar hai. Mere pati ka… mera beta ka. Yahan mat…”
Ravi ne Ammi ko khinch kar drawing room ke sofa pe dhakel diya. “Chup kar saali randi. Tera pati office mein baitha hoga apni chhoti nunni ke saath aur tera beta college mein. Aaj main tujhe tere family drawing room mein chodunga.”
Usne Ammi ka dupatta khench kar phenk diya. Phir salwar ki zip kholi aur pura suit upar se utar diya. Ammi ab sirf pink bra aur panty mein thi. Unki moti gori gaand aur badi choochiyan bahar aa gayi. Ravi ne bra ka hook toda aur choochiyon ko zor se pakad liya.
“Waah teri choochiyan… kitni badi aur soft hain. Tera pati inko kabhi zor se dabata hoga kya?” Ravi ne dono choochiyon pe thappad mare. Ammi ki cheekh nikal gayi.
“Ahhh… dard ho raha hai Ravi… dheere… please…”
Ravi ne Ammi ko ghutno pe baitha diya aur apna mota 8-inch lund bahar nikaal diya. “Chus randi. Tere pati ke ghar mein mera lund chus.”
Ammi ro rahi thi lekin muh khol diya. Ravi ne uske baal pakad kar zor-zor se muh chodna shuru kiya. Ammi gag ho rahi thi, thook tapak raha tha uske chin aur choochiyon pe. “Gluck… gluck… bahut mota hai… mera muh phat raha hai…”
Main store room ke darwaze se sab dekh raha tha. Mera lund pant se bahar nikaal kar hilane laga. Meri Ammi… drawing room mein… ghutno pe baithi… doosre mard ka lund chus rahi thi.
Ravi ne Ammi ko uthaya aur sofa pe litaya. Unki panty khench kar phenki. Ammi ki choot pehle se geeli thi. Ravi ne apna lund choot ke muh pe ragda aur ek hi dhakke mein pura andar dhakel diya.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Ammi ki zor se cheekh nikal gayi. “Phat gayi… bahut mota hai Ravi… nikal do… dard ho raha hai!”
Ravi ne ruka nahi. Usne Ammi ki janghen kandhe pe rakh kar zor-zor se dhakke marne shuru kiye. Har dhakke mein sofa hil raha tha. Chap-chap… chap-chap… ki awaaz pura ghar bhar rahi thi.
“Le randi… teri choot ab meri property hai. Tera pati kabhi aisa chod paya hai kya?” Ravi ne Ammi ki choochiyon ko pakad kar zor se masla aur thappad mare.
Ammi ki aankhein band thi. Unke muh se sirf siskiyan nikal rahi thi – “Ahhh… haan… dheere… ahhh… bahut gehra ja raha hai… nahi… galat hai… mera ghar… mera pati…”
Ravi ne position change kiya. Usne Ammi ko ghodi banaya aur peeche se chodne laga. Ammi ki moti gaand pe zor-zor se thappad pad rahe the. Laal nishaan pad gaye the. Ravi ne uske baal pakad kar khinch liya aur choke kiya. “Bol randi… bol ki tera pati bewakoof hai… bol ki mera lund usse bada hai!”
Ammi ro rahi thi lekin bol rahi thi, “Haan… mera pati… uski chhoti nunni… tera lund bahut bada hai… ahhh… main jhad rahi hoon…”
Ammi 3 baar jhad chuki thi. Har baar ke baad woh “sorry ShahAlam… sorry Abdul…” bol rahi thi.
Ravi ne Ammi ko utha kar bedroom mein le gaya – Abbu-Ammi ke bed pe. Wahan unhone aur zor se choda. Missionary mein, Ammi ke upar let kar, choochiyon ko chooste hue, gardan pe love bites dete hue. Phir Ammi ko apne upar baitha kar cowgirl position mein. Ammi khud upar-neeche hil rahi thi, unki moti gaand Ravi ke thighs pe zor se gir rahi thi.
“Ravi… andar mat jhadna… please…” Ammi ne ro kar kaha.
Lekin Ravi ne zor se pakad kar andar hi pura maal bhar diya. Garam creampie Ammi ki choot se bahar tapakne laga.
Ammi bed pe let gayi, pura badan kaanp raha tha. “Kya kar diya mujhse… mere pati ke bed pe… mere beta ke ghar mein…”
Ravi muskuraya. Usne Ammi ki choot ki photo li aur mujhe bhi bhej di (main chhup kar dekh raha tha). “Agli baar tera pati ghar pe hoga… aur main tujhe uske saamne chodunga.”
Ravi chala gaya. Ammi ne jaldi se bed sheet change ki, ghusl kiya, bahut der tak roti rahi. Phir mujhe college se aane ka intezar karne lagi.
Main store room se bahar nikal kar college chala gaya jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Ghar aate hi Ammi ne mujhe gale lagaya. Unki body ab bhi thodi garam thi aur unki choot abhi bhi Ravi ke cum se geeli thi.
“Beta… Ammi tumhe bahut pyar karti hai,” unhone kaanpte hue kaha.
Main sirf muskuraya. Lekin andar se sab jal raha tha… aur mera lund phir se khada ho gaya tha.
Ravi ka message aaya tha raat ko: “Agli baar tera Abbu ghar pe rahega… aur main teri Ammi ko uske saamne chodunga. Ready reh madarchod.”
To be continued…
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