Mera naam Raman Jain hai aur Mai Jodhpur Rajasthan se hu. Meri Mummy ka naam Rekha hai aur Mummy normal house wife hai. Meri Mummy ghar ka kaam karti hai, baaki logo ki paiso se madad bhi kar deti hai, to Auntiya aati jaati rehti hai.
Iske alawa Mummy Mahila Mandal ke saath bhajan keertan bhi karti rehti hai, sabke ghar pe. Meri Didi ka naam Riti hai aur wo college me padhti hai. Didi wahi hostel me rehti hai, Jaipur college ke.
Mere Papa ka kaafi acha business hai aur wo Mummy se bhut pyaar karte hai aur ache se chodte bhi hai Mummy ko. Mai Jodhpur me hi 12th class me padhta hu Ab aate hai story pe-
Holi aane waali hai, to ye sab pichli Holi se hi shuru hua tha. Ek baar Holi pe sabhi Auntiya Mummy ko lene aayi, Holi khelne ke liye. Papa Holi to khelte hai, lekin sirf gulaal se aur wo bhi thodi si. Mai Holi nahi khelta, kyuki mujhe colours se allergy hai.
Mummy bhi kitchen me kaam kar rahi thi us din, to unhone bhi Holi khelne se mana kar diya. Lekin Aunties ne kaha-
Aunties: Aaj to Holi ka festival hai, to Holi to khelni hi padegi aapko. Chaahe thodi si hi khenla, lekin gulaal se holi khelni hi padegi.
To Mummy ne unki baat maan li aur change karke Holi khelne chali gayi. Mummy ne saree pehni hui thi. Mummy ne ek puraani saree nikaal kar pehni thi, taaki agar Holi ke rang lag bhi jaaye, to koi pareshaani naa ho.
Wo saree white colour ki thi aur uska blouse blue colour ka tha. Saree to theek thi, lekin blouse kaafi tight tha Mummy ka. Mummy ke boobs kaafi bade lag rahe the us blouse me aur unke nipples blouse ke upar se dikh rahe the. Kul milaake Mummy ke boobs dekh kar kisi bhi mard ka unko choosne ka dil karne lag jayega.
Waise to mohalle ki kaafi Aunties, Mummy se bhi bhut ache figure ki hai aur gori bhi hai. Maine to bhut saari Auntiyo ke baare me soch-soch kar apna paani nikala hua hai.
Fir holi khelte hue, Mummy rang se bhar gayi. Mummy ko sab ne color lagaya aur uske baad sab Mamta aunty ke ghar chale gaye. Is kahani me Nakul uncle aur unki wife Mamta aunty ka bhut important role hai. Un dono ka ek Beta bhi hai aur wo log hamaare ghar ke paas hi rehte hai.
Unka bhi business theek aur respected hai. Nakul uncle bhi apni wife se bhut pyaar karte hai aur unki wife bhi dikhne me achi hai, ek-dum sexy aur izzat-daar. Fir sab Auntiya aur Mummy, sab Mamta aunty ke ghar gaye. Waha pahunche, to Nakul uncle ne kaha-
Nakul uncle: Aap sirf isko hi colour lagaoge, mujhe nahi? Mere saath nahi kheloge holi?
Tabhi ek Aunty ne kaha: Lagaate hai aapko bhi colour.
Fir unhone uncle ko colour lagaya aur uncle ne bhi sabko color lagaya aur aise hi masti me sabki gaand bhi dabayi, par holi ka festival tha, to sab ne gaand dabaane ki baat ko ignore kar diya aur kyuki Uncle ka nature bhi kaafi acha tha, to kisi ne kuch bhi nahi kaha.
Fir sab ne Mamta aunty colour lagaya aur unke saath Holi kheli. Holi khelne ke baad, sab apne ghar wapas chale gaye aur sab normal rehne lag gaye.
Fir kuch dino ke baad, Mamta aunty ko phone aaya, ki unke Papa ki tabiyat theek nahi thi, to Mamta aunty apne Bete ke saath apne Papa-Mummy ke ghar chali gayi. Aunty ke jaane ke baad, Uncle khud hi ghar ke normal kaam, jaise khaana banana, kapde wagaira kar lete aur business bhi dekh lete aise hi.
Jis din Mamta aunty apne ghar gayi, us din ki shaam ko Uncle ghar par akele the. Gharo ke baahar ki chaugaath par Mummy aur baaki Auntiya baithi rehti hai. Uncle apna time paas karne ke liye un Auntiyo se baate karne lage. Fir ye baate roz-roz hone lagi.
Nakul uncle kaafi maze se Auntiyo ke saath baate karte. Wo unko kaafi hasaate, jisse saari Auntiyo ko Nakul uncle ke saath baat karna acha lagta tha.
Kabhi-kabhi koi Aunty bhi unse pooch leti: Bhaiya Mamta ghar par nahi hai, isliye kabhi agar aapko kuch kaam ho, to bata dena, aap hamaare chote bhai jaise ho. Kisi bhi zaroorat ke liye hich-kichana mat.
Aur iske alawa wo sab Mamta aunty ka haal-chaal bhi poochti aur ye bhi poochti, ki wo wapas kab aayegi apne Papa-Mummy ke ghar se. Uncle bolte-
Nakul uncle: Nahi-nahi Bhabhi aur Didi, koi kaam nahi hai.
Fir aise hi roz-roz baate hoti rehti. Uncle bhi 40 saal ke the aur normal Indian uncle ki tarah the. Wo kaafi ache bhi dikhte the. Saari Auntiya bhi achi dikhti thi. Ek din unka koi tyohaar tha aur Uncle ke ghar me riwaaz tha, is tyohaar par unke ghar me kheer banaani zaroori thi. To Uncle meri Mummy ke paas aaye aur bole-
Nakul Uncle: Bhabhi kya aap mujhe bata sakti hai, ki kheer kaise banaani hai.
Jab Uncle aaye the, to Mummy us waqt ghar ka kaam kar rahi thi. Mummy ko thoda paseena aaya hua tha aur Mummy kaafi achi lag rahi thi paseene me. Mummy ki saree me se unke boobs ubre hue aur rass se bhare hue nazar aa rahe the. Aap sab to jaante hi honge ki bheege hue blouse me boobs na nazaara kuch alag hi hota hai.
Lekin Uncle ki koi bhi aisi intention nahi thi aur wo bas kheer banaane ki recipe poochne aaye the.
Tabhi Mummy ne kaha: Aao Bhaiya, kya hua?
Fir Uncle ne bataya, ki unke ghar me riwaaz hai aaj ke din kheer banaane ka. Unhone kaha-
Uncle: Bhabhi Mamta ghar me nahi hai. Baaki sab kuch to Mai bana leta hu, lekin kheer banaani nahi aati mujhe.
Fir Mummy ne kaha: Chinta mat karo Bhaiya, Mai bana doongi kheer.
Mummy ke figure ka size 33D” 31D” aur 33.5D” ka tha aur normal hi tha. Aur jaisa ki maine aapko bataya, ki Uncle ka bhi ki aisa intention nahi tha. Mummy bhi waise 46 saal ki thi aur unke Mahila-Mandal ki Auntiya to unse kaafi achi thi.
Jab Uncle ko Mummy ne kaha, ki wo kheer bana dengi, tab Uncle ne Mummy se request ki-
Uncle: Bhabhi aap mujhe hi recipe bata do. Mai hi banaunga kheer to.
Pehle to Mummy ne nahi batayi, lekin Jab Uncle ne zid ki, to Mummy ne unko recipe bata hi di. Fir thodi der baad Uncle wapas aaye. Uncle ke haath me ek katori thi, jisme kheer thi. Uncle Mummy ko kheer chakhaane aaye the. Mummy ne kaha-
Mummy: Waah! kya baat hai, ye to bhut achi bani hai.
Fir Uncle ne kaha: Bilkul aapke jaisi bani hai meethi-meethi. Aapne itne ache se recipe batayi thi, to achi to banni hi thi.
Ye keh kar Uncle wapas chale gaye. Mujhe laga tha, ki unke mann me kuch nahi hai, lekin aaj waali baat sun kar mujhe thoda ajeeb sa laga. Fir maine socha, ki aakhir hai to Uncle mard hi.
Fir kyuki meri Mummy ne Uncle ki madad ki thi. Isliye Uncle ne bhi socha, ki wo bhi meri Mummy ko madad ke badle me koi gift de de. Fir Uncle ne ek badi si chocolate aur ek kitchenware Mummy ko as gift laake diya.
Jab Uncle gift leke aaye, tab Mummy ne brown colour ki saree pehan rakhi thi. Mom ka petticoat unki navel se neeche bandha hua tha aur Mummy ki naabhi bade kamaal ki aur sexy lag rahi thi. Mummy normally ghar ka kaam hi kar rahi thi.
Mummy ka pallu unke boobs se hata hua tha aur unki cleavage kaafi badi aur sexy lag rahi thi. Unko aisi position me dekh kar, to mera bhi lund khada hone laga tha.
Jaise hi Uncle aaye, to Mummy ne unki taraf dekha aur apni kamar aur boobs ko apne pallu se dhakne lag gayi. Lekin tab tak der ho chuki thi aur Uncle Mummy ke pyaare boobs ki daraar dekh chuke the.
Us waqt Mummy ke sexy boobs dekh kar, Uncle ke mann me kuch hulchal si hui aur zaahir si baat hai, ki Mamta aunty bhi ghar par nahi thi, to Uncle ki bhi garmi nahi nikal rahi hogi. Uncle lagataar Mummy ke jism par apni nazre jamaye hue the. Fir Uncle ne Mummy ko kaha-
Nakul Uncle: Bhabhi, ye aapke liye chota sa gift hai, us din ki madad ke liye.
Fir Mummy ne kaha: Arre gift kis baat ka, ye to mera farz tha. Isme aisa kuch special nahi tha.
Fir Uncle ne kaha: Koi baat nahi Bhabhi. Ab Mai le aaya hu, to aap isko rakh lo. Chocolate khaa lena aur kitchenware aapke kaam aa jayega. Rakhlo inhe please.
Mummy: Chalo theek hai, rakh leti hu.
Mummy gift lene ke baad normal hi behave kar rahi thi, Uncle ke saath. Fir Uncle ne Mummy se thodi der baat ki aur unko ache se dekha. Aaj jaise uncle Mummy ko dekh rahe the, us baat se ye pata chal raha tha, ki unki nazar Mummy ke liye badal chuki thi.
Ab aage kya hone wala hai, isko jaanne ke liye aapko agla part padhna padhega. To tab tak aap sochiye, ki Uncle ke dimaag me kya chal raha hoga.
Agar ye kahani aapko achi lagi, to ispe like aur comment zaroor kare.
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