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Madam boli "tum batao.. tumhe kaun lag rahi hai?"
main baari baari Madam k alawa baaki 3 chehare niharne laga.
wo 3 ladies me ek meri Maa thi, lekin kaun.. kaun ho sakti hai".
Maine kaha "please madam, jaldi bataiye na, muze nahi samajh aa raha hai ki kaun hai mummy".
Madam ne smile karte hue teeno photos k upar se finger le gayi aur ek k upar thahar gayi. main turant aur jhuk k dekhne laga "ye hai?"
Madam hans padi "ohh no ye nahi hai, main majak kar rahi thi".
Madam ne dusara album uthaya aur open kiya, pahale page pe madam ki hi close up photo thi.
dusare page pe un 3 friends me se ek ki close-up photo thi. main dhyan se dekha "ye kaun hai?"
Madam smile ki "yahi tumhari Maa hai idiot, pahchan lo".
Itana kahate hi main aur bhi jada aankhe faad k dekhne laga "sach me.. yahi meri Maa hai?"
Madam "haan.. ye Raavi hai".
Main bina palak jhapkaye Maa ko dekhta raha, Madam ne chutki baja k mera dhyan toda "hey kaha kho gaye.. kaisi lagi Maa?"
main bola "kitani sundar hai ye".
Madam smile karti boli "hamare group me sabse hot hai na?"
Madam ki baat pe main sharama gaya, baat to sach thi.
maine kaha "kya main ek photo le sakta hun, if you don't mind?".
Madam boli "haan.. kyu nahi, ye tumhari Maa hai, ye close up wali aur jo bhi chaho rakh lo, tumhare pass phone hai, chaho to sab ki photo click kar k rakh lo, aur bhi hai, dekh lo".
maine us album me aage page palatne shuru kiye.
Album me aage solo photos thi,
Jisme Maa ki chudidar me, Jeans top me, Saari me close-up the.
Sab kisi model jaisi lag rahi thi.
maine poore album ki har photo ko apne phone se click kiya, ab mere phone me Maa ki kareeb 20-20 photos saved ho gayi.
maine Madam ko thank you bola.
kuch der apne phone me photos check kar k maine baat chedi.
"ek baat poochni thi aap se.. kya aap ko pata hai ki meri mummy aur papa k bich aisa kya hua tha jisase unka divorce ho gaya?"
Madam ne ek najar muze dekha jaise wo kuch duvidha me ho.
maine kaha "bataiye na madam".
Madam boli "tumhari Maa azaad khayal thi, logo se milna julna aur apni azaadi se samjhota pasand nahi tha, wo job continue karna chahti thi, shayad isko le k dono pati patni me bahas hoti hogi, aur tumhare janam k baad tumhare papa ne divorce k liye kaha ho, kyu ki wo divorce le k chali gayi".
Maine pucha "kya wo kabhi mili nahi thi aapse?"
Madam "jab divorce ki baat chal rahi thi tab 2 baar mili thi, lekin fir main apne pati k pass US chali gayi aur 2 saal baad hamara bhi divorce ho gaya aur maine wapis aa k yaha join kiya, tab tak Raavi divorce le k kahi ja chuki thi.
Main bola."aap ne unko dhundha nahi kabhi, koi phone vagera?"
Madam "uska number bhi to pata nahi tha, aur social media pe bhi kahi nahi mili muze, kal achanak se tum mil gaye to muze laga ki shayad wo bhi mil jayegi, lekin wo to tum logon k contact me bhi nahi hai".
Main bola "ji madam, kam se kam wo kabhi Muze dekhne to aa hi sakti thi, aap logo k ghar to call kar hi sakti thi, pata nahi kya hua".
Madam boli "kam se kam mere mayake me call kar k meri Maa se baat kar leti to usko mere baare me pata chal jata ko main US se wapis aa gayi hun".
Main "haan madam, meri Maa ko pata chal jata ki aap is city me posting li hai to mere baare me janana uske liye aasaan hota".
Madam "koi baat nahi, tum muzse milne aate rahana, hum dono mil k Raavi ka pata laga lenge".
Madam k sath kafi der gappe mar k main ghar wapis aaya.
Din gujarte rahe, madam se bhi har mahine milne Jaane laga, wo muze achhi lagane lagi thi, lekin main kabhi unko ye ehsaas nahi hone dena chahta tha ki main ab unko pasand karne laga hun, fir wo meri Maa ki age ki thi, koi bhi galati kar k main unko khona nahi chahta tha.
Saal beeta, Janhvi 12th kar rahi thi aur main 1st year me tha, dosto k sath wohi baate, sex stories aur chudai ki baaten hoti thi, unme se ek aur dost ne apni cousin behan ko choda tha aur uske kisse hum logo ko sunata tha. Jisko sun kar baaki dost bhi chodne k liye tadap uthte the, mera bhi wohi haal tha.
Mere dimag me wohi sab chalta ja raha tha, ghar me Janhvi aa k mere pass baithi baaten karti to mera dhyan kai baar uske chucho pe chala Jaata, jo ab pahle se bhi jada bade aur akarshak lag rahe the, uski gand bhi pahale se jada heavy ho gayi thi, jab wo ithala k chalti to gand kayamat dha deti.
kabhi mera dhyan chala jata aur kai baar Janhvi bhi achanak se piche mud k muzse kuch baat puchne k bahane meri najaro ko taadti, mano wo ye confirm kar rahi ho ki mera dhyan kaha hai, shayad wo aisa jaanbooz k kar rahi thi, shayad usko maja aa raha hoga muze apne assets dikha k.
Lekin main bhi hosh se kaam le raha tha, dhyan Jaana apne hath me nahi hai, lekin koi galat harkat karne se muze bachana tha, wo agar muze galati se uske chuche ya gand tadate hue dekh bhi leti to ye koi aarop lagane ki baat nahi hoti, itani samazdaar to wo thi hi.
Ek din ki baat hai, Janhvi ne top k se kaafi chota skirt pahana hua tha, is skirt me main pahale kabhi usko dekha nahi tha, pata nahi kab aur kaha se le aayi, Mom ne usko ye skirt pahanane se roka kyu nahi, us skirt me uski thighs kafi uper tak dikh rahi thi, jo kisi ka bhi lund khada kar sakti thi,
aakhir main bhi to Insaan tha, meri najar uski thighs pe hi baar baar ja rahi thi, main uth kar uper k kamare me jaane k liye seedhi chadhne laga, Janhvi bhi na jane same time pe seedhi se uchalati hue uper ja rahi thi, usne jump marte hue muze overtake kiya. Uske sath hi uska skirt laharaya.
Skirt k laharate hi muze uski pink colour ki V shape panty najar aayi,
Janhvi k heavy chutad uski panty me kase hue the, mera dil dhakk se ho gaya, na chahte hue bhi dil me khayal aaya ki kya maal hai meri behen, jo usase shadi karega uske to khub maje honge, har raat Janhvi ko jam k chodega, aur chode bina nahi rah payega.