Hello doston, swagat hai aapka meri pehli kahani mein. Main hu Vivek aur ye kahani shuru hoti hai mere dost Amit aur uski mom Shruti se, jo Mumbai ke ek posh area mein rehte the. Ye ek aisi kahani hai jo shuru hoti hai ek normal modern family ke ghar se. Par dheere-dheere baatein thodi spicy aur intense hoti jati hai.
Aaj tak aapne kayi saari aisi kahaniyan padhi hogi aur mostly aapko kahaniyan imagination ya fake lagti hogi. Meri kahani mein kayi cheezein imagination hai. Par bahut saara part kahani ka sach hai. Is kahani mein logon ke naam alag hai real life se. To chalo shuru karte hai hamari story.
Amit ek 20 saal ka jawaan ladka tha. Dikhne mein smart, thoda shy, par apni mom ke saath bahut khula hua. Uski mom, Shruti, 44 saal ki thi, par koi dekhe to bas 32-33 saal ki hi lage. Shruti ka figure ek-dum perfect tha curvy, toned, aur ek-dum fit. Wo gym jati thi, yoga karti thi, aur apne aap ko hamesha maintain rakhti thi.
Instagram par wo modeling bhi karti thi, jahan unki photos ko dekhte hi log pagla jaate the. Unke followers ka count hazaar mein tha, aur har post par likes aur comments ki bauchaar hoti thi. Shruti ke kapde bhi modern the kabhi jeans-top, kabhi shirt-pant, aur kabhi designer gowns jo unke figure ko aur bhi highlight karte the.
Amit ke papa, Rajesh, ek successful businessman the, jo clothes ka business chalate the. Mumbai mein ye business Shruti sambhalti thi, jab ki Rajesh zyadatar Canada mein rehte the. Wo wahan ka branch dekhte hue. Amit jab ek saal pehle boarding school complete karke wapas aaya, tab uske papa Canada chale gaye, aur ab tak wapas nahi aaye the. Ghar mein bas Amit aur Shruti hi the, aur dono ke beech ek khula aur dostana rishta tha.
Shruti aur Rajesh dono hi bahut open-minded the. Wo Amit se uski zindagi ke baare mein khul kar baatein karte the, uske dost, uski pasand, aur yahan tak ki girlfriend ke baare mein bhi. Amit bhi apni mom se har baat share karta tha, chaahe wo school ki koi baat ho ya uske doston ke saath koi masti. Shruti bhi apne college ke dinon ki stories Amit ko sunati thi, jo aksar mazedar hoti thi. Ye openness dono ke rishte ko aur mazboot karta tha.
Ghar ka mahaul bhi kaafi chill tha. Shruti ghar mein modern kapde pehnti thi, kabhi shorts, kabhi crop tops, aur kabhi loose gowns jo stylish bhi the aur comfortable bhi. Amit ko ye sab normal lagta tha, par jab se wo jawaan hua tha, usne dheere-dheere apni mom ke figure ko notice karna shuru kiya tha. Wo khud ko rokta tha, par kabhi-kabhi uska dimaag wahan jata tha jahan nahi jana chahiye.
Ek din Mumbai mein tez baarish ho rahi thi. Sadak par paani bhara hua tha, aur news channels par yahi charcha thi ki aane waale kuch din mausam aisa hi barish bhara rahega. Amit aur Shruti ghar ke living room mein sofe par baithe TV dekh rahe the. Amit ne ek casual grey t-shirt aur black lower pehna tha, jab ki Shruti ek red gown mein thi jo unke body ko perfectly fit kar raha tha. Gown thodi sheer thi, par poori tarah se unke curves ko cover kar rahi thi, aur unki toned arms aur legs ko thoda highlight kar rahi thi.
TV par news ke baad ek romantic movie ka trailer chala, aur Shruti ne remote utha kar channel badal diya. “Ye sab boring hai,” unhone hass kar kaha. “Amit, tu kuch interesting bata, kya chal raha hai teri life mein?”
Amit ne sofe par let kar apne phone mein scroll karna shuru kiya. “Kuch khaas nahi, Mom. Bas college, assignments, aur doston ke saath hangout. Tum batao, aaj shop mein kya hua?”
Shruti ne ek naughty si smile di. “Shop mein to wahi routine. Ek customer aaya tha, meri nayi collection ke baare mein pooch raha tha. Lekin uski nazar meri collection se zyada mujh par thi.” Wo hass padi. “Men, I tell you, kabhi nahi sudhrenge.”
Amit bhi hass diya, “Mom, tum bhi to model ho. Log to dekhege hi na. Waise, tumhe kaisa lagta hai jab log aise ghoorte hai?”
Shruti ne apne baal peeche kiye aur ek sip coffee li, “Hmmm, pehle to thoda awkward lagta tha, par ab aadat ho gayi hai. Waise, mujhe compliment pasand hai. Tu bhi to mujhe bolta hai na kabhi-kabhi ki main hot lagti hu.” Wo aankh maarti hui boli.
Amit thoda sharma gaya, “Haa, Mom, tum to sach mein hot ho. Matlab, dekho na, Instagram par log pagal ho jaate hai. Tumhe lagta nahi ki tum 44 nahi, 30-32 ki lagti ho?”
Shruti ne apni coffee table par rakhi aur sofe par thodi comfortable hoke baith gayi. “Awww, mera beta! Ye to best compliment hai. Par tu bhi to bada handsome ho gaya hai. Koi girlfriend banayi ya abhi bhi single hi hai mera hero?”
Amit ne apna face chhupaya aur bola, “Arre, Mom, kya baat kar rahi ho? Haa, school mein ek-do ladkiyon se baat hoti thi, par serious kuch nahi tha. Waise, tum bhi to mujhe apne college ke kisse sunati ho. Koi boyfriend tha kya tumhara?”
Shruti ne ek lambi saans li aur muskurayi. “Haa, beta, college ke din to alag hi the. Tab main bhi thodi wild thi, you know. Ek ladka tha, Rohan. Hum dono kaafi close the. Picnics, late-night drives, aur thodi bohot masti.” Wo thodi sharma si gayi.
Amit ka interest badh gaya. “Masti matlab? Kya kiya tum dono ne?” Usne thodi naughty tone mein poocha.
Shruti ne uski taraf dekha aur hass di. “Arre, tu bhi na! Bas thodi kissing-wissing, aur kya. Us time to ye sab bada exciting lagta tha. Par shaadi ke baad ye sab chhodh diya. Ab to bas business aur Instagram hi meri life hai.”
Amit ka dimaag ab thoda aur khul gaya. Usne himmat juta kar poocha, “Mom, ek baat poochu? Tumne kabhi… matlab, shaadi se pehle kuch zyada kiya tha kya? Like, you know…” Wo thoda ruk gaya, sharmaate hue.
Shruti ne uski taraf dekha, aur unki aankhon mein ek alag si chamak aayi. “Amit, ye kya sawal hai? Aisi baatein mom ke saath nahi karte, beta!” Par unki smile se lag raha tha ki wo gussa nahi thi. “Haa, thodi bahut masti hui thi, par itna bhi nahi jitna tu soch raha hai. Baaki baatein baad mein batati hu. Abhi to tu ye bata, koi ladki pasand aayi ya nahi?”
Amit ka dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Shruti ki baaton ne uske dimaag mein ek alag si hulchul macha di thi. Wo sochne laga ki uski mom kitni open-minded hai, aur unke college ke kisse sun kar uska dimaag thodi aur naughty direction mein jaane laga. “Nahi, Mom, abhi koi serious nahi hai. Par haa, school mein ek ladki thi, pariya. Thodi flirting hoti thi, par uske aage kuch nahi.”
Shruti ne apne gown ke ek corner ko adjust kiya aur boli, “Flirting to theek hai, par tu thoda bold banna seekh. Ladkiyon ko confident ladke pasand hote hai. Waise, tu mujhe itna khul kar batata hai, mujhe bahut acha lagta hai. Tere papa se bhi itni khuli baatein nahi hoti.”
Amit ne smile di. “Haa, Mom, tumse baat karke maza aata hai. Tum bhi to mujhe apne secrets batati ho na.”
Shruti ne hass kar kaha, “Secrets? Arre, abhi to maine kuch bataya hi nahi. Chal, ab bahut baatein ho gayi. Raat ho rahi hai, khana khaate hai.”
Raat ke 9 baje the. Amit aur Shruti ne ek saath dinner kiya. Shruti ne ek simple sa kurti aur palazzo pehna tha, jo ghar mein comfortable tha, par usme bhi wo ek-dum stunning lag rahi thi. Dinner ke waqt bhi dono ke beech casual baatein hoti rahi. Amit ne apne college ke ek friend ka kissa sunaya, jiske girlfriend ke saath breakup ho gaya tha. Shruti ne bhi apne ek client ke baare mein bataya jo shop mein aake unhe compliments deta rehta tha.
Dinner ke baad, dono apne-apne rooms mein chale gaye. Amit apne bed par let gaya, par uska dimaag abhi bhi Shruti ki baaton mein uljha hua tha. Uski mom ke college ke kisse, unki wo naughty smile, aur unka wo bold andaaz, sab kuch uske dimaag mein ghoom raha tha. Usne apna phone uthaya aur thodi der Instagram par scroll kiya. Shruti ki latest post dekhi, jisme wo ek black dress mein thi, aur caption tha, “Feeling fabulous at 44! 💃” Comments mein log unhe “hot” aur “gorgeous” bol rahe the. Amit ka dil thoda aur dhadak gaya.
Neend nahi aa rahi thi. Usne socha, “Chalo, thodi porn dekh leta hu.” Usne apna phone private mode mein kiya aur ek video play ki. Video ka title tha “Mom-Son Forbidden Love.” Ye dekh kar uska dimaag aur garam ho gaya. Video mein ek ladka apni stepmom ke saath intimate ho raha tha, aur Amit ke dimaag mein Shruti ka chehra ghoomne laga. Usne apna lower thoda neeche kiya aur muth marna shuru kiya. Kuch der baad usne jhad diya aur thak kar so gaya.
Idhar, Shruti bhi apne room mein leti hui thi. Wo bhi neend ke liye taras rahi thi. Amit ke sawaalon ne unhe bhi thoda excite kar diya tha. Unhe yaad aa raha tha ki kaise wo college mein apne boyfriend ke saath romantic moments bitati thi. Rajesh ke Canada mein hone ki wajah se Shruti kaafi akeli thi, aur aaj Amit ke saath ye spicy baatein karne ke baad unka dil bhi thoda machal raha tha. Wo karwatein badalti rahi, aur akhir mein neend aa hi gayi.
Subah uth kar Amit ne dekha ki baarish abhi bhi ho rahi thi. Ghar ka mahaul thoda thanda aur cozy tha. Shruti ne ek white crop top aur blue jeans pehni thi, aur kitchen mein breakfast bana rahi thi. Amit bhi uth kar kitchen mein chala gaya. “Good morning, Mom! Kya bana rahi ho?”
Shruti ne smile di. “Good morning, beta! Aaj pancakes banaye hai. Tere favorite hai na?”
Amit ne table par baithte hue kaha, “Haa, Mom, tumhara haath ka khana to best hai. Waise, aaj shop nahi jaogi kya? Baarish to rukne ka naam nahi le rahi.”
Shruti ne pancakes plate mein rakhte hue kaha, “Nahi, aaj shop band rakha hai. Itni baarish mein kaun aayega? Aaj hum dono ghar par hi chill karenge. Tu bol, kya karein?”
Amit ne thodi der socha aur bola, “Chalo, koi movie dekh lete hai. Netflix par kuch acha hoga.”
Dono ne breakfast kiya aur fir living room mein Netflix par ek romantic comedy laga li. Movie dekhte-dekhte dono ke beech baatein shuru ho gayi. Shruti ne kaha, “Ye movie ke couple kitne cute hai na. Tu bhi aisa kisi ladki ke saath romance karega?”
Amit ne sharma kar kaha, “Arre, Mom, abhi to time hai. Waise, tum bhi to Papa ke saath romance karti thi na? Unke Canada jaane ke baad miss nahi karti?”
Shruti ka chehra thoda serious ho gaya, par fir wo muskurayi. “Haa, miss to karti hu. Par kya karein, business bhi to sambhalna hai. Aur tu hai na mere saath, to akelapan nahi lagta.”
Amit ne thodi himmat juta kar kaha, “Mom, ek baat poochu? Tum ab bhi romantic feel karti ho? Matlab, Papa ke nahi hone se koi dikkat to nahi hoti na?”
Shruti ne uski taraf dekha aur ek lambi saans li. “Amit, tu bhi na, kitne personal sawal poochta hai. Haa, kabhi-kabhi thodi si kami mehsus hoti hai, par main apne aap ko busy rakhti hu. Gym, modeling, business, sab mein time nikal jata hai.”
Amit ne thodi naughty tone mein kaha, “Par Mom, tum itni hot ho. Koi naya boyfriend nahi banaya kya?”
Shruti ne hass kar uske sir par halka sa thappad maara. “Badmaash! Apni mom se aisi baatein karta hai? Aur waise bhi, mujhe koi naya boyfriend nahi chahiye. Mere liye mera beta hi kaafi hai.” Wo aankh maar kar boli.
Amit ka dil zor se dhadak gaya. Usne socha ki ye mauka hai thodi aur khul kar baat karne ka. “Mom, sach mein, tumhe dekh kar koi nahi bolega ki tum meri mom ho. Tum to meri girlfriend bhi lag sakti ho.”
Shruti ne ye sun kar zor se hasna shuru kar diya. “Haye, ye kya bol diya toone! Girlfriend? Arre, main teri mom hu, thodi sharam kar!” Par unki aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi, jaise unhe ye baat buri nahi lagi.
(Story yahan se aage badhegi, aur dono ke beech ka rishta aur bhi intense hoga. Koi bhi suggestion ho agar to aap apne suggestion mail kare ‘[email protected]’ par. Aap apne bhi real life incident ya fantasy mujhe mail par bata sakte hai. Main koshish karunga ki aapke life ke incident ya fantasy ko is kahani mein include karu ka.)
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