This story is part of the Meri Maa Sheela Ka Gangbang series
Hello guys, main aapka Sunil. Main wapas aaya hu apni randi mom ki ek aur story lekar. Umeed karta hu, ki baaki stories ki tarah ye story bhi aapko pasand aayegi. Kuch log to meri mummy ko achi tarah se jaante hai, aur jo nahi jaante wo meri purani stories read kar sakte hai.
To lockdown hone ki wajah se sab kaam band the. Lekin mummy ka kaam poore zoro-shoro se chal raha tha. Kyuki sab kaam band the, aur har koi ghar pe tha. To daily koi na koi mummy ki chudai karne hamare ghar pe pahuch jata tha.
Isi wajah se chudai ke itne saare cases the, ki mujhe khud nahi samajh aa raha tha ki kon si story likhu. Khair bahut time ke baad ek story pick karke aapke saamne pesh karne jaa raha hu. Ye story aapko zaroor pasand aayegi.
Yaha lockdown ki wajah se kaam band hone ke kaaran kuch log ghar pe the. To doosri taraf kuch log jo ki doosri states se Punjab mein kaam karne aur rehne aate the, wo kaam band hone ki wajah se Punjab chodh kar apne ghar wapas jaa rahe the.
Un logo mein se hamare mohalle ka ek tailor bhi tha. Wo bhi apni shop close karke apne gaav wapas chala gaya tha. Khair ab to sab kuch theek hai, aur ye story bhi koi 2 weeks pehle ki hi hai. Subha ka time tha, aur hamare darwaze pe kisi ne knock kiya.
Mujhe laga ki doodh waale kaka aaye honge doodh dene. To main darwaza kholne gaya. Jab Maine darwaza khola to dekha, ki baahar sir pe topi lagaye, kurta-salwar pehne hue, bina moustache ke, lambi si beard wala, 60-65 ki age ka, hatta-katta, aur saawle rang ka ek mulla khada tha.
To maine usko bola: Ji kahiye, kya kaam hai?
To wo bola: Beta jo Raju tailor tha naa, jo shop band karke apne gaav chala gaya tha? Main uska chacha hu. Ab se uski shop main hi kholunga.
Usne bas abi itna bola hi tha, ki mummy baahar aayi aur boli-
Mummy: Beta kisse baat kar raha hai?
To main bola: Raju tailor ke chacha aaye hai.
Iske baad wo mulla khud hi bolne laga-
Tailor: Bhabhi ji, main Raju ka chacha hu. Ab se uski shop pe main baitha karuga. Wo apne gaav chala gaya hai. Ab se main hi suit stitch kiya karunga.
Uski baat sun kar maa boli-
Maa: Arre aap bahut sahi time pe aaye ho. Aayiye, andar aayiye. Mujhe suit stitch karwana hai.
Usko dekh ke mummy ke face pe ek alag hi khushi thi. Fir wo mulla bola-
Tailor: Arre nahi, abhi mujhe aur bhi bahut kaam hai, aur mere paas mera samaan bhi nahi hai. Main dopahar ko aaunga aapke paas. Acha to abhi main chalta hu.
Itna bol kar wo hamare gate se hi wapas laut gaya. Maine bhi main gate band kar diya, aur wapas aa gaya. Fir mummy bhi apna ghar ka kaam karne lagi. Kaam khatam karne ke baad, jab mummy naha kar aayi, to wo mere saamne nangi hi thi. Fir mummy ne mere saamne hi apna suit change kiya.
Usne neeche bra aur panty nahi pehni, bas suit aur salwar hi pehne the. Aur fir mummy mujhse boli-
Mummy: Jab tailor aaye, to mujhe bata dena.
Maine jawaab diya: Theek hai mummy, bata doonga. Lekin mummy, main dopahar ko apne friends se milne jaa raha hu. To kya pata wo kab aayega.
Itna sunte hi mummy ka jo reaction tha, wo main explain nahi kar sakta. Mummy mann hi mann bahut khush thi. Aur fir wo boli-
Mummy: Chal theek hai.
Lekin maine bhi mummy ko jhooth bola tha, aur mera aisa koi plan nahi tha. Jhooth maine isliye bola tha, kyuki main samajh chuka tha mummy ke dimaag mein kya chal raha tha.
Hum sab friends ne apna ek alag se room bana rakha tha. Hame jab bhi koi masti ya party karni hoti thi, ya fir hum jab bhi gappe ladaate the, to hum sab friends usi room mein ikatthe hote the. Jaisa ki aap sabhi jaante hi ho, ki hum sab friends ke ghar ke terrace ek-doosre se attached hai. Aur deewar kood kar hum aa-jaa sakte hai. Waise hi room bhi aisa hi tha.
To dopahar ko kaafi time wait karne ke baad jab tailor nahi aaya, to maine mummy ko bola-
Main: Mummy main jaa raha hu. Aap khud hi gate open kar lena agar wo aaya to.
Mummy boli: Aisa kar, tu baahar to jaa hi raha hai. Jaate-jaate usko bol dena, ki agar wo free hai to aakar measurements lele.
Main mummy ko bola: Theek hai mummy, main usko bol deta hu.
Main fir us tailor ki shop pe gaya. Waha jaake maine dekha, ki wo shop ko lock kar raha tha. Fir main usko bola-
Main: Uncle aapko mummy bula rahi hai.
To wo bola: Haa beta, main tumhare hi ghar jaa raha tha.
Itna bol kar main wapas apne ghar ki taraf gaya, aur waha gali mein ruk gaya. Waha ruk kar, main tailor ki wait karne laga. Jab tailor ne knock kiya, to mummy ne darwaza khola, aur maine mummy ko bola-
Main: Acha mumy, main jaa raha hu, aur shaam ko aaunga.
Fir main waha se chala gaya, aur jaldi se apne party room mein gaya. Fir waha se terrace ki deewar kood kar main apne friend ke terrace pe gaya, aur waha se apne terrace pe aa gaya. Uske baad main dheere-dheere seediya utra.
Maine dekha, ki baahar koi nahi tha. Fir main chupke-chupke aage gaya, aur kitchen mein ghus gaya. Aur waha se maine dekha, ki wo dono bramade mein lage bed pe baithe hue the.
Hamare bramade mein grill lagi hui hai aur kitchan baahar ki taraf hai. Aur fir kitchen paas karke seediya aati hai upar jaane ke liye. Hamne kitchen ki wall mein ek window bana rakhi hai, jo ke bramade mein khulti hai, taaki jab mom khaana bana rahi ho, to roti sabzi aasani se di jaa sake.
Wo dono bed pe baithe hue pehle idhar-udhar ki baate kar rahe the. Isi beech mummy baar-baar apne boobs pe jaan-boojh ke khaarish kar rahi thi. Tailor ka dhyaan bhi mummy ke boobs pe hi tha, kyuki aadhe se zyada boobs mummy ke suit mein se saaf dikhayi pad rahe the. Fir mummy uthi, aur usko boli-
Mummy: Chalo baate to hoti rahengi. Aap measurements le lo.
To wo bola: Ji durust farmaya aapne.
Fir mulle ne apne jhole mein se apni glasses ki dibbi nikaali, glasses pehne, aur fir copy aur pen nikala. Fir wo mummy se bola-
Tailor: Ji aapka naam?
To mummy boli: Sheela.
Fir usne apni copy mein mummy ka naam likha, aur likhte hue bola-
Tailor: Aapki tarah aapka naam bhi bahut sundar hai.
Ispe mummy ne usko smile paas ki, aur boli-
Mummy: Shukriya!
Uske baad tailor ne apni measurements wali tape nikali, aur mummy ki measurements lene laga. Usne pehle mummy ki arms ki length li. Fir usne kamar aur fir neck ka maap liya. Jab wo neck ki measurements le raha tha, to shayad mummy ki garam saanse uske hontho par, ya fir face pe nikal rahi thi.
Un garam saanso se uska lauda khada hone lag gaya tha. Uske baad jab tailor ne mummy ke boobs ko measure karna tha, to wo bola-
Tailor: Bhabhi ji, aapko tight chest chahiye ya thodi loose wali?
To mummy boli: Mujhe tight wali chahiye.
To wo bola: Aapko fir apni chest ko thodi si tight karna padega. In dono ko andar ki taraf dabayiye.
To mummy jaan-boojh ke kuch galat way se karne lagi. Ye dekh kar wo bola-
Tailor: Bhabhi ji, aise nahi.
Pehle to usne 4-5 baar orally explain kiya. Jab mummy se waise nahi ho paya, to wo boli-
Mummy: Aap hi bata do.
Fir wo mummy ke thoda paas gaya, aur usne mummy ke boobs ko andar ki taraf dabaya. Uske baad wo bola-
Tailor: Aise pakadiye.
Mummy ki boobs ko touch karte hi tailor ka lauda fanfanane laga. Tabhi mummy ne uska lauda dekha, aur boli-
Mummy: Arre ye kya hai?
To tailor bola: Maaf kijiye bhabhi ji.
To mummy muskurayi aur boli-
Mummy: Lagta hai aapne pehle kabhi kisi lady ko touch nahi kiya?
To wo tailor kuch nahi bola, aur bas chup-chaap mummy ki breast ki measurements lene laga. Wo mummy ko bola-
Tailor: Bhabhi ji, breast ko ache se pakadiye.
To mummy usko boli: Tum ruko, mujhe pata hai ab kya karna hai.
Itna bol kar Mummy ne apni kameez utaar di, aur apni salwar ka naada bhi khol diya. Ab mummy us mulle ke saamne bilkul nangi thi. Tailor mummy ko aise dekh kar hakka-bakka reh gaya, aur taktaki lagaye mummy ko dekhe jaa raha tha.
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