Ye haadse kab ek saza se maza ban jaate hai, pata hi nahi chalta. Aisa hi kuch mere sath hua. Mere competitive exams ki taiyaari theek se nahi ho rahi thi. Isliye ab mujhe dheere-dheere masturbation ki aadat lagne lagi.
Aur ye mera routine ban gaya roz ka. Main apne aas-pass rehne wali aunties aur bhabhiyon ko soch kar masturbate karta rehta tha. Paper khatam hote-hote mera ye haal tha, ki lund dard ke maare dukhne laga tha.
Apna ilaaj khud karne ke chakkar mein maine apni tabiyat aur kharaab kar li raat-raat bhar jaag ke. Ghar mein mere alawa mummy, papa, aur do behne hai. Ek married hai, aur doosri mere se ek saal badi hai.
Ghar mein sabse pehle sone wali mere se ek saal badi sister hoti hai aur current mein main sone wala last person hu. Papa aur mummy dono ne notice kar liya ki main late night tak jaagta hu, aur subha der se uthta hu. Jabki main iska opposite person hu.
Fir ek din Papa ne mummy se poocha: Aisa kya ho gaya jo ye ulte kaam kar raha hai?
Mummy ke paas bhi jawaab nahi tha, aur wo bhi sochne lagi ki aisa kya ho gaya. Papa ke force karne par mummy ne mere se baat karne ki sochi, aur doosre din hi mummy mere paas raat ko aa kar poochti hai-
Mummy: Aisa kya ho gaya jo tu raat-raat bhar jaagta hai?
Mere paas iska abhi koi jawaab nahi tha, par mummy fir bhi baar-baar baat ghuma kar pooch rahi thi. Finally maine bhi unhe batane ki sochi, par darr tha kahi pel naa diya jau.
Main aur mummy ek-doosre ke bahut close hai. Isliye main apni unse sari baatein share karta hu. Par ye baat share karne se main hichak raha tha. Fir bhi main unse share karne ke liye maan jata hu.
Me: Mummy baat hi kuch aisi hai, agar maine aapko bata di, to aap naraaz ho jaoge.
Mummy: Nahi daantungi, bata to sahi.
Me: Par fir bhi
Mummy: Agar nahi batayega to naraaz ho jaungi.
Me: Acha theek hai batata hu. Baat aisi hai, ki meri POPO ab pehle jaisi nahi rahi.
Mummy: Matlab?
Me: Wo paper ke time pe main bahut zyada stress mein tha, to usse deal karne ke liye main apni POPO ko bahut ragadta tha. Jisse ab iski ye haalat hai ki khade hone par bhi ye pain karti hai. I am sorry mumma, please naraaz mat ho.
Mummy: Ye to hona hi tha, aur dekh wo nangi auraton ko.
Me: Maine unhe nahi dekha, aur ek dikkat aur hai. Ye ragadne ki wajah se ab isme se white cream nahi nikalti.
Mummy: Mujhe pata tha agar wo hai, to ye bhi hoga. Ab iska ilaaj karana hoga wo bhi doctor se. Par usse pehle main tujhe sabak sikhana chaahti hu.
Fir mummy mere paas aa kar kehti hai: Kal jab Papa aur sab TV dekh rahe ho, tab tujhe mere paas aa kar baithna hai, aur bina underwear ke aana hai.
Me: Mummy par aisa kaise ho payega?
Mummy: Itna hi nahi, meri godi mein apna sar rakhna hai, aur jab tak main naa kahu tab tak sar nahi uthana. Uske baad hum parso doctor ke paas jayenge. Wo bhi meri friend doctor ke paas.
Mere paas koi choice nahi tha, to main maan jata hu aur apne bed par jaa ke so jata hu. Subha jab main uthta hu, tab mummy mere paas aa kar kehti hai-
Mummy: Plan mein change hai. Tumhe Papa ke baahar jaane se pehle hi Papa ke saamne mujhe hug karna hai. Aur kuch aisa karna hai, ki wo aaj raat mere se pooche subha kya hua tha.
Aur fir mummy mere saamne apni bra ke hooks khol kar kehti hai: Ye mushkil hai. Par jab tak hum ek-doosre se open nahi honge, tab tak ilaaj aage nahi badha payenge, aur doctor se baat nahi kar payenge. Mujhe pata hai ye to kar lega tu.
Aur mummy waha se nikal jati hai. Meri haalat kharaab thi. Ab papa ke saamne main kaise mummy ko hug karu, aur unke boobs dabau aur kahu ki “Mummy ek baar, bas ek baar apne boobs dikha do. Agar aaj aapne mujhe nahi dikhaye naa, to main marr jaunga”.
Par karna hi tha, to jaise-taise main mummy aur papa ki movements track karta raha. Aur Papa jaise hi taiyaar hone lage, mummy apne aap unke paas jati hai, aur unse baat karne lagti hai. Main bhi peeche jaake mummy ko awaaz laga ke kehta hu-
Main: Mummy mujhe aapse kuch baat karni hai.
Mummy: Haa bol.
Me: Mummy, mummy wo (hug karte hue) mummy ek baar apne boobs dikha do. Main aapke boobs ke bina nahi reh paunga.
Itna kehte hi main mummy ke boobs ko peeche se hath daal kar dabane lagta hu.
Main: Bas ek baar apni choochiyon ka doodh pila do naa please. Main kisi ko kuch nahi bataunga.
Mere itna kehte hi papa mere paas aate hai. Isse pehle papa kuch karte, Mummy Papa ko kal wali baat bata deti hai, ki kaise meri haalat paper ke duraan kharaab hui, aur maine apne lund ko pareshaan kiya. Papa iske aage speechless the, aur waha se chale jaate hai bina kuch kahe apne kaam par.
Mummy: Mere ko nahi pata tha mera beta itna bhara hoga apni maa ke liye. Abhi tumhari saza poori nahi hoti hai. Usse pehle hame Doctor ka opinion lena hoga.
Uske baad hum dono mummy ki female friend jo ki doctor hai, unke paas jaate hai, wo bhi unke ghar pe. Waha pahunchte hi Aunty hamara welcome karti hai, aur poochti hai-
Aunty: Itne samay baad kaise aana hua? Phone par baat to hoti rehti hai.
Mummy meri taraf ishara karte hue kehti hai: Bhai sahab ki wajah se aana pada.
Aunty: Aisa kya kiya hamare bete ne?
Mummy: Bhai sahab ne apne aap ko control karne ke liye apna hathiyaar itna sharp kiya ki inki lead khatam ho gayi.
Aunty: Sahi se batao.
Mummy: Bhai sahab se hi poochiye.
Main: Aunty wo paper ke samay maine apna lund itna ragda ki ab ye pain karta hai, aur isme se ab sperm nahi nikalta hai.
Aunty: Bas itni si baat hai? Wo to phone par bata dete, main wahi par dawayi bata deti.
Mummy: Itni si baat lagti hogi tumhe. Mere liye to ye mere future ka sawaal hai. Ye baap kaise banega?
Aunty: Ye hota rehta is umar mein. Aur waise bhi ye tumhara beta hai, to wo tumse ek kadam aage to hoga hi na.
Mummy: Ssshhhhh.
Aunty: Kya sssshhh? Ab ye bada ho gaya hai. Isko sach jaanne ka poora adhikaar hai.
Me: Kon sa sach mummy?
Aunty: Main batati hu. Tumhari mummy papa ki second wife hai, aur tumhare birth ka ek raaz jo tumhe pata lagna zaroori hai.
Mummy: Nahi Chanchla.
Aunty: Kyun nahi? Aakhirkaar tumhare aur bhaiya ke hi to genes hai. Vinny tumhe pata hai tumhari jo un married sister hai, uske hote hi tumhare mummy papa khush the. Par tumhare papa ko gussa bahut aata tha. To usko kam karne ke liye tumhari mummy ko apna wo wala roop lena pada, jisse tumhare papa roz raat ko tumhari mummy ke sath sex karte, aur sath hi tumhari mummy apne husband ko khoob rijhati apni jawani se.
Aunty: Isse last mein tumhare papa ka gussa to kam hua, par tumhari mummy aur zyada sex maangne lagi. Jisse aakhir mein tumhare papa ne jab last time tumhari mummy ke sath sex kiya, tab dono apne-apne hosh kho kar aisi chudai karne lage, ki unko condom na hone ka ehsaas pata nahi chala, aur jab bhaiya ne apna Fuwara chhodha tumhari mummy ke andar, tab shayad tumhari mummy aur papa dono ka chudakkad-pann tumhare andar aa gaya. Shayad isiliye tum all days sex ke baare mein sochte ho.
Ye sun kar main mummy ko dekhta hu. Unka face red hua pada tha, aur dheere-dheere wo apne aap ko open karne ke liye mere paas aa kar kehti hai-
Mummy: Aaj tere Papa ke saamne mere mammo ko dabane aur inka doodh peene ki baat bol kar toone meri doobi pinky firse dobara jaga di hai
Aunty: Dono jab itna aage aa hi gaye ho, to ek-doosre ke humsafar ban jao,
Mummy: Kya!
Aunty: Dono ek-doosre ko chaahte ho. Yaha tak tumne apne bete se khud kaha uske papa se baat karne ke liye. Ek-doosre ki care bhi karte ho. Isi bahane dono ek-doosre ko samajh kar help kar paoge.
Mummy: Baat to sahi hai, par iske maal ka kya kare?
Iske aage ki kahani agle part mein.