Part 5 :-
“Mat kaato, please… please…” mummy ne bheekh maangi, apna left hand uske right gaal pe rakhte hue. Woh mummy ki ungliyan chusne laga, aur mummy ko gudgudi hone lagi.
Ek second ke liye unhone ungliyan baahar nikali, “Mmmm… kitni soft aur tasty hain…” usne kaha aur kiss karna shuru kiya. Woh mummy ke haath ko kiss karta raha, aur mummy sharma rahi thi.
Usne mummy ke sharmane ka chehra dekha aur unki wrist, kohni, aur biceps pe kiss karna shuru kiya, kyuki mummy ne sleeveless blouse pehna tha.
Mummy uske kisses pe moan karne lagi, unka left hand jo uske gaal pe tha,
uske kandhe pe gir gaya, aur right hand free hoke uske kiss karne ke liye chhod diya.
Jab usko laga mummy ke haath free hain, usne jaldi se unke haath apne gale mein daal diye aur tight hug kiya, aur mummy ke right kaan ke paas gaal pe kiss karna shuru kiya.
Mummy moan kar rahi thi, aur woh kiss karta raha. Jab uske hoth mummy ke hothon ke paas aaye, mummy ne jaldi se apna right hand uske hothon pe rakha aur kiss rok diya.
“Hothon pe nahi, jab tak tu meri baat na maane,” mummy ne kaha.
“Hmmmm… hmmmm… hmmmm…” woh mummy ke haath ke neeche bolne ki koshish kar raha tha, mummy ne apna right hand hata diya.
“Kya karna hai, bas bol…”
usne kaha aur dono haath mummy ke ass pe rakhe, “Tum aurtein isme itni achhi hoti ho, humari kamzori jaanti ho aur situation ka faida uthati ho,” usne kaha aur mummy ke juicy buttocks maul karne laga. “Ouch…!”
mummy ne kaha aur dono haath uske haathon pe rakhe jo unke ass pe the. “Ab kya karna hai?” usne mummy ka ass dabate hue poocha. Mummy apne hoth uske hothon ke paas le gayi aur whisper kiya,
“Agar tu ladkon ko abhi ek ghanta khelne de, toh tujhe ek nahi, do kiss milenge hothon pe. Ek match se pehle, aur ek match ke baad,” seductive andaaz mein.
“Dekh, ladke ab khelne ke mood mein nahi hain, woh phone pe kuch dekh rahe hain,” usne kaha. Jaise hi mummy ne peeche mudke ladkon ko dekha, usne mummy ke left gaal pe kiss diya.
Mummy ko iska bura nahi laga, unhone apne haath jo uske haathon pe the, uske gale mein daal diye, aur usko apna ass ghumane diya.
Unhone apne boobs ko aur tight dabaya, aur apne hoth uske paas le jaake whisper kiya, “Woh interested hain, tu hai? Deal ya no deal?” unhone sir jhuka ke uski aankhon aur hothon mein dekhte hue poocha,
bilkul kiss ke liye taiyaar. “Deal!” usne whisper kiya. “Smart choice,” mummy ne kaha aur uske hothon ko kiss karna shuru kiya.
Mummy ki ungliyan uske sir ke peeche thi, aur woh uske baal sehla rahi thi aur hoth kiss kar rahi thi. Unki aankhein band thi jab woh uske niche ke hoth chus rahi thi.
rajveer ne ek second ke liye kiss toda aur bola, “Kisi ne abhi mere hothon ke baare mein shikayat ki thi,” aur mummy ko muskura diya.
Mummy ne ek second ke liye aankhein kholi, muskura di, aur phir aankhein band karke uske hoth kiss karne lagi, “Mmmm… mujhe yeh taste pasand hai… mmmm,”
unhone uski aankhon mein dekhte hue, aadhi band aankhon se kaha, aur kiss jaari rakha. rajveer ne mummy ke ass se haath hata ke unka chehra pakda, ek second ke liye kiss toda aur bola,
“Kya hoth hain tumhare, inko kiss karke mar bhi jaun toh parwah nahi,” aur phir se kiss karne gaya. “Ruko, ladke kya kar rahe hain?” mummy ne poocha aur peeche mudke doston ko dekha, woh Raju ke phone pe video dekhne mein busy the.
“Woh busy hain jaise hum, Rekha,” usne kaha aur apna right hand mummy ke left boob pe rakha aur dabaya.
Mummy jaldi se uski taraf mudi aur apna left hand uske haath pe rakha taaki uska haath left boob se hata sake. Par aisa hua nahi, jaise hi woh mudi, usne mummy ke baal peeche se pakde aur unke hoth kiss karne laga.
Achanak, usne apna right hand mummy ke boobs se hataya aur kiss dheere se toda, “Bas, Rekha, ab match shuru karte hain, der ho rahi hai.”
Mummy ne uski thook apne hothon se pochhi aur boli, “Haan, rajveer.”
Uske hothon ke corner se gutka ke chhote se tukde pochhte hue, “Yeh match kya hai? Bas practice, na?” rajveer ne poocha. “Actually, inhone mere bete ko team se nikaal diya, aur maine Ajay se deal ki hai ki agar meri team jeeti toh Ajay aur baaki log usko kal kabaddi finals ke liye college team mein daal denge,”
mummy ne kaha. “Teri team? Tu bhi khelegi?” rajveer ne poocha. “Haan, yeh deal hai, ki main apne bete ki team mein khelungi, aur agar meri team jeeti toh woh kal finals mein khelega.
Main apne bete se pyar karti hoon, rajeev, main uski help karna chahti hoon. Kya tu apni bete ki help nahi karega agar woh koi match khelna chahe aur tu uski help kar sake?”
mummy ne poocha. “Haan, Rekha, main karunga,” veerr ne kaha.
“Tujhe nahi lagta yeh log tumhe bewakoof bana rahe hain?”
rajveer ne poocha. Mummy ka usko ‘veerr’ bulana aur security guard ka mummy ko ‘Rekha’ bulana aisa laga jaise woh dono kayi saalon se dost hain.
Shayad anjaan logon ko kiss karne se achhi dosti ho jati hai, maine socha.
“Humein bewakoof bana rahe hain, kaise, veeer ?” mummy ne poocha.
“In logon ne tere bete ko drop kiya kyuki shayad woh achha nahi khelta, aur woh tumse deal kar rahe hain kyuki unko lagta hai woh teri team ko aasani se hara denge aur usko team se baahar kar denge tere saamne,”
rajveer ne kaha. “Ajay ne kaha woh meri help karega, veer …” mummy ne kaha.
“Meri pyari chhoti si sweetheart,” usne apna left hand mummy ke left shoulder pe rakha aur do kadam chala aur bola, “Dekh inko, tu is match ko itna seriously le rahi hai aur yeh phone pe kuch dekhne mein busy hain.
Kyuki unko pata hai woh teri team ko aasani se hara denge, Rekha,” usne kaha, mummy worried hoke usko dekhti rahi.
“Dekh, Rekha, main yeh nahi bol raha kyuki mujhe match ke baad tujhse kiss milne wala hai. Kiss toh humare liye chhoti si baat hai, hum kabhi bhi kahi bhi kiss kar sakte hain, Rekha, samajh rahi hai na?”
usne poocha. “Haan, samajh rahi hoon, veeer ,” mummy ne kaha. “Jaise, main tere hospital aa sakta hoon, tujhe god mein utha ke bed pe rakh sakta hoon, tujhpe chadh ke tujhe hug aur kiss kar sakta hoon,”
usne kaha. “Nahi, hospital mein kiss nahi kar sakte, veeer,” mummy ne kaha.
“Main bas ek example de raha tha, Rekha. Theek hai, kiss ka topic chhodo, match pe wapas aate hain?” usne kaha, aur mummy sharma ke boli, “Haan, haan.” “Rekha, yeh hai plan.
Main kabaddi mein bohot achha hoon, maine apni team ke liye kayi matches jeete hain. Main yeh match tere liye jeetunga,” usne kaha. Mummy ke chehre pe badi si chamak aayi, “Sach mein?” unhone poocha.
“Main apne dost ko khush karne ke liye kuch bhi karunga,” usne mummy ki kamar pe haath rakhe aur dheere se hug kiya.
“Thank you, veeeer. Main kitni lucky hoon ki tu mera dost hai,”
mummy ne kaha aur usko hug kiya. “Main bhi lucky hoon ki tu meri dost hai, Rekha,” usne kaha.
“Theek hai, dekhte hain kya tu ab khelne ke liye ready hai, kapdon se shuru karte hain. T-shirt aur shorts hain na, Rekha?” usne poocha.
“Main toh saree mein hi khelungi,” mummy ne kaha. “Rekha, mujhe nahi lagta yeh kabaddi khelne ke liye sahi dress hai.
Tu blouse ke andar bra pehen rahi hai na?” rajveer ne mummy ke boobs ki taraf dekhte hue poocha.
Mummy thodi uncomfortable ho gayi, “Haan, veer, kyun?”
unhone poocha. rajveer ne jaldi se mummy ka pallu kandhe se kheech diya, aur woh zameen pe gir gaya, “Check karna padega ki yeh tight aur secure hai ya nahi,
Rekha,” usne kaha.
Mummy ne jhuk ke pallu uthane ki koshish ki taaki apna sleeveless blouse cover kar sake. rajveer ne turant unke soft biceps pakad ke roka, “Seedha khadi ho, mujhe dekhna hai ki teri bra tight aur secure hai ya nahi.”
Mummy ne jaldi se dono haathon se apne boobs cover kiye aur sharma gayi.
“Apne haath hata, Rekha, nahi toh main kaise dekhun ki teri bra tight hai ya nahi?” rajveer ne kaha.
“Woh tight aur secure hai, Anto, mujhe pata hai,” mummy ne kaha.
“Tu apne haath blouse se hatayegi ya nahi, Rekha?”
rajveer ne poocha. Mummy sharma rahi thi aur na mein sir hila diya, matlab unhone mana kar diya.
“Theek hai, phir main gate bandh karta hoon aur hum ghar chalte hain,” rajveer ne kaha aur jaane ke liye mud gaya.
“Arre… arre… ruko… ruko… ruko…” mummy ne uske kandhe pe haath rakha aur usko apni taraf ghumaya.
“Awww, mera pyara baby gussa ho gaya,” mummy ne uske dono gaal pinch kiye,
unka pallu abhi bhi zameen pe tha aur unke boobs sleeveless blouse mein aage ubhar rahe the.
“Phir kya, main teri help kar raha hoon kyuki tu meri dost hai, aur tu cooperate bhi nahi kar rahi,”
rajveer ne thodi nirasha ke saath kaha. “Theek hai, baby, shant ho ja, ab kya?
Tu dekhna chahta hai na ki meri bra kitni tight aur secure hai?”
mummy ne uske gaal pakad ke poocha. rajveer ne sir neeche kiya aur chup raha. “Haan bol ya na,” mummy ne uska chin utha ke kaha. “Haan,” usne kaha.
“Theek hai, yahan dekh,” mummy ne kaha aur apne blouse ka hissa dono kandhon se thoda neeche khiska ke apni white bra dikhayi,
“Dekh meri bra kitni tight hai.”
rajveer ne apne haath mummy ke kandhon pe rakhe, bra ki straps ko apni index aur thumb se pakda, “Mmmm, achha hai… ab apne blouse ke hooks khol, Rekha, mujhe puri bra dekhni hai,”
rajveer ne kaha. Mummy ne turant uske dono haath pakde aur bra straps se hata diya, whisper mein boli,
“No way, Anto, ladke yahan hain.” Main toh mummy ki bra dekhne ke liye mar raha tha, mera dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha, “It’s okay, Mommy, ladke kuch dekhne mein busy hain,” maine kaha.
“Haan, Rekha, sirf hum hain yahan, koi nahi aa sakta, maine college ka gate andar se lock kar diya hai, aur ladke phone pe kuch dekhne mein busy hain,” rajveer ne kaha.
Mummy ne apne haathon ko pehle blouse ke hook pe rakha aur boli,
“Sure ho, koi nahi dekhega?” aur peeche mud ke check kiya ki ladke dekh toh nahi rahe. “100% sure, Rekha,”
rajveer ne kaha, aur hum dono mummy ko apne sleeveless black blouse ke hooks kholte hue dekhte rahe.
rajveer ki taraf dekhte hue, ek smile ke saath unhone saare hooks khol diye. Unki white bra front se puri tarah dikh rahi thi, unke boobs sharp the aur bra ko thok rahe the.
Isse pehle ki woh kuch bolti, rajveer ne dono haath unki bra pe,
boobs ke upar rakhe. Mummy ekdum wild ho gayi jab usne unke boobs pakde.
“Oooooh…” mummy ne cheekha, “Shhhhh… Mommy, chup, ladkon ko alert kar dogi,” maine kaha, aur mummy ne jaldi se apne hoth band kar liye.
