Next morning jese hi mene anka khula dekha mom phone pe baat kar rahi hai.mene chupa chap leta raha aur pata karn ki kosis kiya hai ki mom baat kisse kar rahi hai .per mujhe jaldi pata chal gaya k dad hain.
Mom:- Nhi..avi utha nahi...so raha hai aryan
Dad :- Uthao ..usse
Mom:- Sone dije ..na..8 baje utha dunga..
Dad :- Aur ky chal raha hai?
Mom:- Yoga v complete.nahana v complete.
Dad :- acha..au ky hal chal tumari bf ka
Mom:- Ache hain..bo.. (thodi halki smile k sath)
Dad :- Is ka matlab Bf banaliya tumne?
Mom:- Han...
Dad :- Acha hai...maze karo
Mom:- Ap India aao apko ek surprise dungi?
Dad :- Ky surprise hai? Us ka bij tumhare pet me hai ky? (Hans k)
Mom:- Are...kuch v bolte ho aap.Unka bij me Q lun apne ander?
Dad:- Le..lo na..bacha ho jayega...Aryan ko bhai/behen mil jayega.
Mom:- Chii...kitne gande khayal hai apka.(narazgi dekhate huye)
Dad:- Are..chodo..naam to batao bf ka
Mom:- Nahi....wo hi to surprise hai.bese bf bane nahi hain per ban jayenge jaldi .avi freind hai hum dono.
Dad:- Me tumhari jagah hota to ..kab ka mere pati ko bacha pakda diya hota.( Hans k)
Mom:- ky?....etne gande hote ja rehe ho din wah din aap.
(Aur dono hasnne lage)
Mom :- Avi me red nailpolish laga rahi hun..pic bheju apko
Dad:- Kya karunga nail polish dekh k....chodo...ghar aake dekh lunga.avi mujhe Jana hoga....rakta hun
Mom:- (mom thoda mayus dikh rahi thi) ok .. Time pe khana kha lena.
Dad:- Hm..tum v apna aur aryan ka khayal rakhna.
Mom:- Ji...byeee..
Dad:- Bye...
Mom phone niche rakhi aur kuch soch rahi thi.Nail palish ek pair me lagi thi baki dusre pair me avi tak nahi lagayi thi.vir mom dusre pair me v Nailpolish lagayi.
Vir me Utha aur mom ko Good morning kaha.
Mom:-(Gusse me) Kab tak sota rehga tu..?Padhai karni nahi hai ky?
Me :- Sorry mom.apne uthaya bi nahi..
Mom:- Khud se kuch nahi hota tujhse?
(Sara Dad ka gussa mujh per nikal ne lagi)
Me:- Sorry..mom..ab sab khud se kar lunga.Sorry
Mom:- Ja ..nahane ja..vir breakfast karega...ja jaldi
Me:- Ok
Bol k bathroom nikal gaya.mom k gussa dekh k mera fat k hat me aagaya.
(me maam hi maam)
Dad ka gussa mujh per nikal rahi hai.Dad agar mom k nail palish pic dekhne se mana kiya to me ky karun usme.bo tum dono jano .mujh per apni bhadas q nikal rehe ho.
Vir naha k wapas aa gaya.aur chup chap hall me ake beth gaya. Thodi der baad mom ne mujhe dekha aur kaha.
Mom :- kyy hua waha Q betha hai? Nasta nahi karega...
(Avi thoda mom ka mood achi thi.Sayad mom ne uncle se baat Ki hogi aur unhone mom ki tarif Kiya hoga isbjah se mom thoda khus thi)
Me :- Khana mangta to aap dant dete . Isliye aap ki bulane ka wait kar raha tha.
(Mere chehre thoda mayus tha .sayad mom ko v bura lagi hogi .soch rahi hogi bekar me subah subah dant diya)
Mom:- edar aao beta.
Me mom k pass gaya to mom ne mujhe hug kiya.
Mom :- Sorry...beta..muje tujhe subah subah nahi datna tha.
Me :- Per aap subah subah Q itne gusse me the .
Mom :- Sorry again...ho gaya...age se nahi hoga...thik hai beta..me tujhe kabhi nahi dantungi...mere pyare beta.
Vir se hug kiya.aur kiss karne lagi mere gaal pe.me b hug ka fyda uthaya aur mom ko lips pe kiss manga.mom ne bina kuch sawal kiye mujhe kiss dene lagi.

aur maa beta masti karne lage.
Ese hin din gujar gaya.aur raat ho gayi.mom me khana khake room me aa gaye sone k liye.mom avi uncle se baat kar rahi thi whatsapp pe.hamesha ki tarah me wait karne laga k mom sone k baad me mobile se Undo ki baat chit padhunga.late night mera nind khula aur mobile utha k padhne laga.
(Whatsapp chat)
Mom :- Good morning Ali ji
Mom:- hello
Uncle adhe ghate baad reply kiye :-
Uncle:- Hello Nandini.. Very good morning
Mom:- Reply v nahi karte hain aap.
Uncle:- Thoda busy tha.
Mom:- Ok...ky tiffin bagera ho gaya
Uncle:-han..tum logo ka..
Mom:- han ho gayi.
Uncle:- Aaj kuch pic nhi bheja .?
Mom:- Aaj bas meditation kiya.so pic nahi uthayi
Uncle:- Bhej dete na...pata hai me kab se wait kar raha tha.tumahari pic dekh k din ka suruat karta hun.
Mom:- Sorry..per mene Aaj naya nailpolish lgaya hai.red colour ka..agar aap kaho to me behj dun apko.?
Uncle:- Red to Mera favourite colour hai.bhejo bhejo..
Mom:- Ji
Uncle:- Gore Gore pair pe ky mast lag rahi hai nail palish.maza aa gaya.
Mom:- Thank youuuuuuu.......
Uncle:- thoda aur uper se pic bhejo to
Mom :-

leggings hai ali ji
Uncle:-

pata hai. Vir v bhejo
Mom:- Ok.ok

Aur ek dekhiye
Uncle:- hmm... sexy lagti ho...red nail palish me.
Uncle:- Thanks ... Ali ji
(Oh..ho..mom ka gussa shant hone k bajah to ye hai.uncle ki tarif kar diya Nailpolish ka to mom khus.acha hua warna aaj din bhar me dant khane bala tha)
Mom:- Aap avi ky kar rehe hain aap ?
Uncle:- Avi marketing karni hai...thoda bahar jaunga..aaj kaam sab nipta k kal delhi niklenge hum dono.
Mom:- Oh..Vanji k sath...
Uncle:- Hm.. Suno..aj thoda busy rahunga.per me raat ko chat karunga .mujhe raat ko ek hot or sensual pic chaiye.bhej dena.
Mom:-

hot pic? Bo q chaiye aapko?
Uncle:- Chaiye to chaiye.bhej dena.
Mom:- Ky ye sahi rehga?
Uncle:- Dost ho naa...ek wish nahi puri kar sakte?
Mom:- Per...
Uncle:- Per bar kuch nahi .jo bola karo..me thodi nude bol raha hun tumhe.
Mom:-itna hot pic to bhej rahi hun apko?
Uncle:- Jitna hot bhej rehe ho usse thoda jada hot bala pic chahiye?
Mom:- Please...jid na kije
Uncle:- Nahi sunna hai mere baat? To bol do naa...Q dosti ko agge le ja rehe ho.
Mom:- Dosti ko Q bich me la rehe hain ap?
Uncle:- Dosti yaari me enta nahi kar sakti tum.
Mom:- Thik hai..kar dunga...per aap Ganda comment mat karna.
Uncle:- Nahi karunga...kabhi kiya nahi Aaj tak.
Mom:- Thik hai vir ...bhej dungi.
Uncle:- Good girl.
Mom:- Me girl hun?
Uncle:- Aurat dikhte nahi...ek dam kuari ladki lagte ho.
Mom:- Aap v ...ye sab keh k apna kam nikal lete hain aap
Uncle:- Bura lagti hai to mat bhejna.thik hai.
Mom :-Nahi.. nahi..esa nahi . bhejungi.
Uncle:- pakka na..
Mom:- ji ..Pakka .
Uncle:- bye..avi..raat ko milte hain.
Mom:- Ji..bye .take care.
(Raat ki baat chit)
Mom :- Hello
Mom :- Kab aaoge online?
Mom :- Hello..Ali ji
Uncle:- Yes.. Nandini
Mom:- Free ho gaye?
Uncle:- Han.. bhejo
Mom :- Ky bhejna hai?
Uncle:-
Mom:- Gussa mat kije...bhej raha hun.pata hai aaj din bhar kitni busy rahi . photo k chakkar me . kitne dress peheni padi
Uncle:- Han to ky hogaya.. Dosti k liye etna to chalta hai
Mom :- Han..per bahat busy rahi aaj
Uncle:- ok.. bhejo..ab sari thakan mit jayegi.
Mom:- Achha. Bhej ti hun

Aur ek
Uncle:- Mast lag rehe ho . White skin pe black bra...waahhh..maza aagya....
Mom:- Acha laga aapko?ese pic bol rehe the na aap?
Uncle:- Bahat hi jada hot..laga..esa hi...chiye tha
Mom:- avi aap ky pehne ho batayiye.
Uncle:- mera pahne se ky lene dena?
Mom :- aap v pic bhejo .payjama pehne honge naa.
Uncle:- na.hamesa ky pyjamas pehenta hun?
Mom:- To ..aur ky pehente ho?
Uncle:- Avi ek grey track pant pehen rakha hai.
Mom:- Full bala ya half?
Uncle:- Full...apni pic bhejo na.ky time pass kar rehe ho
Mom :- Acha ji ...hum bhejenge to acha aap na pant ky pehen rakha bo v nahi bhej sakte?
Uncle:- Nhi bhej sakta. .baat ko samjho
Mom:- Q.me kuch bolun to aap nahi karoge ?
Uncle:- baat bo nahi hai.
Mom :- Ky baat hai vir.
Uncle:- Chodo...me itna behes nahi kar sakta ..bhej deta hun.
Uncle:- ab khus?
Mom:- han per pant me ky rakhe hain ander?
Uncle:- Ky matlab?
Mom:- Ky fula hua dikh raha hai? Kuch ghus gya ky? Aap ko pata nahi hai ky?
Uncle:-

ky tum v...
Mom:- Aap ko pata nahi chal raha hai ky? Kuch hai ander .
Uncle:-

ky pagal ho rehe ho..muje pata hai..sadi suda ho k v ye puch rehe ho?
Mom:-

samjhi nahi
Uncle:- Tumhari Pati k pass jo hai ..mera v bo hai...jisse bacha peda karte hai.
Mom:- 🫨 kya.......
Uncle:- han...bohi hai..

.dekha nahi kabhi esa bat kar rahi ho?
Uncle:- Nahi..dekha hai per ye kuch jada v bada hai.etna bada to nahi hota
Uncle:- esse v badi hota hai.
Mom:- Bo to sirf bo nude film balo ka hota hai na...porn star balo ka
Uncle:- To mere kese bada hai vir? Me to porn star nahi hun
Mom:- me kese bataungi..bo aap bataoge na...
Uncle:- Are budhhu...hota hai..esa bada isse v bada hota hai. Kisi ka chota kisi ka bada. Samjhe
Mom :- mene dekha nahi Aaj tak etne bade

to confuse hogyi
Uncle:- Pati ka nahi hai ky?
Mom:- hai per etna bada nahi...bo to ghode ka lag raha hai
Uncle:-
Uncle:- Ab pic bhejo...
Mom:- aur ek pic bhejiye aap v
Uncle :- Q kya hua ..?
Mom:- Bhejiye na aap
Uncle:- Ok

Mom :-Omg...sach me ye hai....bada
Uncle:-

hogaya...ab apni bhejo
Mom:- ok
Mom:- Kesi hai ye pic?
Uncle:- Mast hai...ek dam hot .sweet and beautiful... mashallah
Mom:-

Apki nazar to pith pe hoga.
Uncle:- Na Bra pe.. black bra ..
Mom:- aur bhejti hun.rukiye

Mom :- ye kesi hai janab?
Uncle:-
उफ़ ...वो मरमर से तराशा हुआ शफ़्फ़ाफ़ बदन ....
देखने वाले उसे नंदिनी कहते हैं
Mom:-

ky sayri kehte hain aap... sukriya sukriya....
Mom:- Ab ye dekhiye

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img world
Uncle:-
तेरा चेहरा कितना सुहाना लगता है
तेरे आगे चाँद पुराना लगता है
Mom:-

aap chera thodi dekh rehe the ?
Uncle:- Tarif hua na
Mom:- kaha kaha nazar mar liye honge aap.
Uncle:-

aur bhejo aur
Mom:- Oh ho...raha nahi jata ky? Hehe
Rukiye.....

Aur

Mom :- ab batayiye kon sa colour ki nail palish lagaya thi me is pic me ?
Uncle:- Kaha hai nail polish
Mom:- wahan to nazar jayega nahi aap ka
Uncle:- han han dikha ek me red hai aur me normal palish sayad.
Mom:- Puchne k baad dikhai diya aapko
Uncle:- thoda behek gaya tha...
Mom:- itne me behek jate hain aap .aur v hai jada hot bala...bhejun ki nahi?
Uncle:- Are ..are bhejo....etne mehnat se pic uthaye ho....dekhne to do.
Mom:- behek mat jana

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Uncle:-
Mom:- aur kuch nahi bolna...muh band ho gaya ky aapke?
Uncle:- teri bahon me subah ...teri zulfon m raat karni hai...
Tu itni khubsurat hai...meri zindagi tere naam karni hai.
Mom :- Oh....hoo.....ky mast syari tha....waahh...
Uncle:- Khsu....naa.
Mom :- Ji...yehi to khasiyat hai aap ka...samne bala khus ho jati hai....
Mom:- Aur chiye?
Uncle:- Puchna ky?..bhejo ...
Mom:- kabhi mana to kije

nahi chiye pic ...esa kuch...
Uncle:- bhala esa Q karun me...

. Etni khubsurat dekhne ko mil raha hai aur me mana kar dun..?
Mom:- Aap..v ...naaa.... dekhiye dekhiye...

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make me gif
Uncle:- Aaahhhh ...ky mast nazara hai...ankho ko yaken nahi hota....etne sunder jism dekhne ko milti hai.....waahhhh
Mom:-

han han....nazar gada k bethiye aap
Uncle:-
Uncle:- aur ek hai saree me
.bas isme saree kam dikh rahi hai...aur blouse v nahi pehni hai...dekhna hai aapko?
Uncle:-Turant bhejo ...
Mom :- Per isbar mujhe kuch chaiye aapse...
Uncle:- Jo.. bolo...dil ..jaan....sab kuch
Mom:- Jaan nahi chaiye....bas ek pic chaiye...
Uncle:- ky pic bolo...de dunga.....no problem
Mom :- Per kese kahun...samj nahi aa raha hai
Uncle:- Dosti me sharmati ho....bo v mujhse...
Uncle:-keh dur vir...per aap bura ya galat mat samjh na ... please....
Mom:- Kuch v puch... kuch v mango....koi rok thok nahi...naa hi me tumhe judge karunga...esi hai besi...hai...esa nahi balunga nahi sochunga....tum bahat jada khas dost ho....mere liye...bolo ab
Mom:- Sachii..naa
Uncle:- Sach.... bindaas bolo....
Mom:- Thik hai vir
Mom :- Mujhe na believe nahi ho rahi hai k..apka bo etna bada hai....kabhi dekha nahi etne bade...sach me.....ky aap ek pic bhej denge....bas dekhna hai ...
Uncle:-

sach me nahi dekha kabhi....?
Mom:- meri husband ka to dekha hai..per bada nahi hai..jitna aap ka dikh raha hai...
Uncle:- Ye..baat hai...
Mom:- Hmmm...galat mat samjh na....
Uncle:- Na..na....bese jo me bolta hun tum karti ho...me kese tumhe mana karun..
Mom:- To bejh dije..
Uncle:- Tum apni bhej ne k baad bhejna tha na.. muje...
Mom:- oh..to yaad hai aapko..
Uncle:-

aur nahi to ky?
Mom:- thik hai bhejti hun....

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Mom:- aur chaiye
Uncle:- bhejo..
Mom:- okkk

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Mom :- Ho Gaya ji...
Uncle:- Kamal ki jism hai tumhari....Pane ki tamnna aa gaya...
Mom:-

...per posible nahi hai ji....
Uncle:- Ek din ho jayega....dekhlena...
Mom:- Mujhe nahi lagta..vir v dekhte hain...
Uncle:- uprebale ka kuch to maksat hoga...hame dost bannane me....
Mom:- may be
Uncle:- Ok...
Mom:- ky ok..ali ji...aap bhejiye
Uncle:- oh...me bhul gaya tha ..
Mom :- Wahh..apna kaam nikal lete hain aur meri bhul jate hain...
Uncle:- are ...nahi. ..bhejta hun.
Mom:- I am waiting....
Uncle :- dekhlo
roll a
Uncle :- dekha...
Uncle:- hello
Mom :- ky hai ye...etna bada kese...?
Uncle:- ky tum v...ye sulemani lund hai...bada to hoga hi...
Mom:- aur ek bhejiye please...
Uncle:- ok
Mom:-

etna bada kese leti thi aapki begam
Uncle:- Leti thi...maze se

.esa liya nahi ky tumne ?
Mom :- mujhe to pata v nahi thi k esa Indian bala v hota hai.pehli baar d kh rahi hun.
Uncle:-

dekhlo..ache se...
Mom:- ye skin band nahi hota ky? Esa hi khula rehta hai?
Uncle:- muslim ka esa hi rehta hai..hum skin kat dete hain bachpan se.
Mom :- oh....mene pehli baar dekha ye.
Uncle:- kabhi b bolna bhej dunga...dekhlena...
Mom:-

dar laga dekh k...bese
Uncle:-

hota hai ..hota hai...ab khus....naa
Mom:- Ji.... sukriya....me to bas soch rahi hun apka begam ka haal ky hota hoga ?
Uncle:- are kuch nhi ....esa...2/3 baar lene k baad khud hi ...adat dal dete hain ladkiyan.
Mom :- Oh...esa ky?
Uncle:- hmm....
Mom :- Acha mujhe sona hoga jaldi...
Uncle:- Q...
Mom:- Subah yoga v karna hai...naa...
Uncle:- Are..han....jao jao.....
Mom:- good night...
Uncle:- good night ...bye
Mom:- take care... byeee..
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