Mera naam Arjun hai. Main 19 saal ka hu aur abhi college mein padh raha hu. Hum ek middle-class parivar se hai, ek chhote shehar mein apna ghar hai. Ghar mein main, mummy aur papa rehte hai.
Papa ek private company mein job karte hai aur unki posting zyadatar baahar hi rehti hai. Kabhi Ahmedabad, kabhi Delhi ya fir kisi aur shehar mein. Is wajah se ghar mein zyada waqt main aur mummy hi rehte hai. Kabhi-kabhi to papa maheene bhar mein sirf 4–5 din ke liye ghar aate hai.
Mummy ka naam Neha hai. Unki umar 41 saal hai. Unka complexion gori-chitti, lambayi lagbhag 5’4”, aur figure bilkul jawan ladki jaisa tha. Unke bade-bade boobs aur kamar ka curve dekh kar koi bhi pagal ho jaaye. Mujhe lagta hai unka figure 36C–30–38 hoga. Saree mein to unki adayein aur bhi sexy lagti thi, jaise banawat hi kisi ko lubhane ke liye hui ho.
Mummy apni umar ke hisaab se kaafi modern aur khayaal rakhne wali thi. Ghar sambhalne ke sath-sath wo khud par bhi dhyan deti thi. Din bhar nighty ya cotton saree mein rehti thi, jisme unka jism aur bhi ubhar aata tha. Papa ki non-stop busy life ke chalte mummy kaafi akeli ho jaati thi. Aur yahi akelapan hamare rishton mein kuch naya le aane wala tha.
Papa ka transfer fir se ek naye shehar mein ho gaya tha. Unko ek project handle karna tha jisme kam se kam 3-4 maheene ghar se door rehna tha. Matlab ab mummy aur main ghar par akela hi rehte the.
Main apne room mein mobile chala raha tha, ki tabhi mummy paani lene kitchen gayi. Unhone ek light pink cotton nighty pehni thi, jisme unka figure clearly outline ho raha tha. Jab wo bottle bhar kar palat rahi thi, aur mujhe unka deep cleavage clearly dikh gaya.
Meri saans ek pal ke liye ruk gayi. Maine turant nazar hata li, lekin mann control nahi ho raha tha. Dil ke andar ek ajeeb si garmi uth rahi thi. Mummy to hamesha mere liye maa hi thi, par uss waqt wo ek aurat lag rahi thi, jise dekh kar kisi bhi ladke ka khoon garam ho jaye.
Kitchen ki light mummy ke face par gir rahi thi. Thoda sweat unke forehead par tha, aur unki rounded kamar nighty ke neeche se shape le rahi thi. Mera lund turant khada ho gaya, aur main guilty feel karne laga.
Mummy ne mujhe corner se dekha aur muskurayi: “Beta, kya dekh rahe ho? Paani chahiye kya?”
Meri awaaz atak gayi: “N… nahi Mummy, main bas… aise hi.”
Wo hansi aur bottle lekar mere paas aayi. Jab unhone mere hath mein bottle di, unki ungli meri ungli se touch hui. Sirf ek pal ke liye… lekin us touch se meri body mein current sa daud gaya.
Us raat main neend nahi le paya. Dimaag baar-baar mummy ki nighty, unka cleavage, unki kamar… aur wo halki si ungli ka touch yaad karta raha. Mere liye pehli baar realise hua, ki main apni Mummy ko ek aurat ki tarah dekhne laga tha.
Pehle main apna zyada waqt mobile ya laptop mein bitata tha. Lekin dheere-dheere meri nazar mummy par tikne lagi. Mummy din bhar ghar ke kaam karti thi. Subah jab wo saree pehan kar puja karti thi, aur dupatta dheela ho jaata tha, to unka blouse se thoda-thoda cleavage dikh jaata tha. Main use chhup-chhup ke ghoorta tha, aur mummy aksar meri taraf dekh kar halka sa muskurati thi, jaise unhe sab samajh aa raha ho.
Ek baar shaam ko mummy kitchen mein chai bana rahi thi. Unhone ek halki geeli cotton ki saree pehni thi, kyunki abhi-abhi naha kar aayi thi. Saree unke jism se chipak gayi thi. Kamar ka curve aur boobs ki golayi bilkul saamne aa rahi thi. Main dining table par baitha tha, par meri aankhen bas mummy par hi tik gayi thi.
Mummy ne peeche mud kar dekha aur muskurate hue boli:
“Bahut ghoorte ho aaj-kal… kuch chahiye kya?”
Main thoda ghabra gaya aur bola: “Nahi mummy… bas aise hi dekh raha tha.”
Wo hans padhi aur bolne lagi:
“Acha… aise hi? Ya fir tumhari nazar kuch aur dhoondh rahi thi?”
Mummy ki is teasing ne meri saans tez kar di. Us din mujhe pehli baar laga ki shayad mummy bhi meri nazron ka asar mehsoos kar rahi thi.
Raat ko bed par lete hue main mummy ki yaadon mein khoya raha. Unka jism, unki muskaan, aur wo mazaak-jaisa lafz “kuch aur dhoondh rahe the kya?” mere mann mein ghoomta raha. Dheere-dheere mere andar ek nayi bhook jaagne lagi thi, aur mujhe lag raha tha ki mummy bhi us aag ko bhadkane lagi thi.
Subah main late uth kar hall mein aaya. Mummy sofa par baithi thi, ek light yellow cotton saree pehne hue. Unhone abhi-abhi naha kar baal geele-geele chhodhe the. Saree ka pallu casually side mein tha, aur unka blouse thoda tight tha jisme se cleavage clearly dikh raha tha.
Main unhe dekhte hi ek-dum se kal raat ki yaadein fresh ho gayi. Dil dhadakne laga.
Mummy ne muskurate hue kaha: “Arre bahut der tak so rahe the beta? Chalo, nashta kar lo.”
Main dining table par baith gaya. Mummy jab plate rakhne aayi, unki body mere bilkul kareeb aa gayi. Saree ka pallu mere hath ko halka sa chhoo gaya. Us pal ek-dum se unki khushbu, unka dhoop mein geela hua body ka fresh fragrance mere andar ghus gaya.
Meri aankhein apne aap mummy ki cleavage par tik gayi thi. Mujhe lag hi nahi raha tha ki main apni maa ko dekh raha hu. Lag raha tha jaise koi sexy married aurat mere saamne thi.
Mummy ne ek pal ke liye meri nazar pakad li. Unhone mujhe dekh kar halka sa smile diya, jaise unhe samajh aa gaya ho ki main kya dekh raha tha.
Mera gala sookh gaya. Jaldi se main paani peene laga, par andar hi andar mere andar ek ajnabi desire jaagne lagi thi.
Us pal mujhe samajh aa gaya,
Kal raat ka attraction koi galti nahi thi. Ye feeling aur zyada gehri ho rahi thi.
Shaam ko mummy mere room ke saamne se guzar rahi thi, unke hath mein nariyal ka tel ki bottle thi. Main ne casually poocha-
Main: “Mummy, ye tel kyun?”
Mummy: “Bas, thoda baalon mein lagana tha. Par khud lagate lagate thak jaati hu. Socha aaj rehne deti hu.”
Mujhe turant ek idea aaya aur main bol-
Main: “Aap chaaho to main laga deta hu. Waise bhi main free hu.”
Mummy ek pal ke liye ruki. Fir muskurayi.
Mummy: “Tu bhi na… chalo, laga de.”
Mummy bed par baithi, pallu side karke baal khol diye. Main unke peeche baith gaya aur tel apne hath mein lekar unke geele-geele baalon mein malne laga.
Jaise hi meri ungliyan unke scalp ko touch karti, mummy aankhen band kar leti aur halki si ahh… nikal jaati. Meri ungliyan kabhi kabhi unki gardan ke nape ko chhu jaati. Unka soft skin mere touch se ek-dum garam lag raha tha. Saree ka pallu thoda dheela tha, jahan se mummy ka blouse ke andar ka skin thoda dikh raha tha.
Mere hath apne aap dheere-dheere unke shoulders tak aa gaye. Tel lagate-lagate main unke bade kandhe par ungliyan ragadne laga.
Mummy ne dheere se kaha: “Bas beta… bahut ho gaya.”
Par unki awaaz mein ek ajeeb si compromise wali softness thi, jaise rokne ka mann nahi ho raha tha.
Meri dhadkan tez ho rahi thi. Mujhe lag raha tha ki mummy bhi apne andar kuch mehsoos kar rahi thi. Main mummy ke baalon se neeche utarte-utarte unke shoulders aur gardan par tel malne laga. Tel ki wajah se unka skin chamak raha tha, aur mere hath unke blouse ke neeche ki taraf bhi kabhi-kabhi chhoo jaate.
Mummy ne aankh band karke sir jhuka liya tha. Unke hontho se halki si siskari nikal gayi: “Ahh… beta, bahut relax mil raha hai.”
Mera mann control se baahar jaa raha tha. Ungliyan dheere se unke blouse ke upar se cleavage ke paas khisak gayi.
Mummy ne jhatke se sir utha kar peeche dekha. Unki aankhon mein halki si sharm aur darr tha, par roka nahi. Bas dheere se bola-
Mummy: “Ye… kya kar raha hai tu?”
Maine dhadakte hue kaha:
“Mummy… bas thoda aur massage kar raha hu. Aapko acha lag raha hai na?”
Unhone kuch nahi kaha, sirf aankhen band kar li aur pallu aur dheela kar diya. Mere hath tel se fisalte-fisalte mummy ke blouse ke andar ghus gaye. Ungliyon ne pehle to bas unki naram skin chhoo li. Par fir halka sa touch unke bra ke side ko kar gaya.
Mummy ka saans ek-dum tez ho gaya. Unhone aankh band hi rakhi, par body thodi si stiffen ho gayi. Do second ke liye main bhi freeze ho gaya. Lekin mummy ne mujhe roka nahi.
Mera jigar aur badh gaya. Main dheere se ungli se unke cleavage ke paas tel phailane laga. Unke hontho se halki si karah nikal gayi: “Uhh… bas… bas beta…”
Unka “bas” kehna bhi aisa lag raha tha jaise wo chaahti ho main aur karu. Tabhi mummy ka hath neeche aaya, aur meri thigh par rakh diya. Mujhe shock laga, kyunki pehli baar unhone khud mujhe chhua tha.
Meri saans ruk gayi. Mera lund tight ho kar khada ho gaya. Unke hath ko maine pakad liya, aur unki ungliyon ko apne thigh se thoda upar kheench liya. Mummy ne aankh kholi, mujhe dekha, par hatayi nahi.
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