This story is part of the Behan ko chodne ki talab series
Jab bhi mom kitchen mein ya kuch kaam kar rahi hoti, to main unhe touch karti, unhe peeche se hug karti. Main mom ko dekh kar excite ho jati. Mann hi mann main unse pyar karne lagi thi. Main unki body ko nude dekhna chaahti thi, aur chance dhoondh rahi thi. Par mil nahi raha tha.
Ek din jab meri tabiyat kuch achi nahi thi, to main college se wapas jaldi aa gayi. Maine apni key se lock khola. Mujhe laga mom so rahi hogi, to maine awaaz nahi di, aur gate lock karke apne room mein chali gayi.
Main bag apne room mein rakh kar wapas room mein aayi, to mujhe upar mom ke room se shower ki awaaz aane lagi. To mere mann mein kuch ajeeb sa feel hua, aur main dabe paon ke sath uske room mein gayi. Gate close tha, par lock nahi.
Maine halka dhakka diya, to khul gaya. Maine andar enter kiya, to room mein andhera tha. Par bathroom se halki si roshani aa rahi thi. Maine gaur kiya, to bathroom ka gate khula tha, aur andar se shower ke sath-sath mom ki gungunane ki awaaz bhi aa rahi thi. Shayad mom ko laga ki abhi ghar mein koi aur nahi tha, to usne gate lock nahi kiya hoga.
Bedroom mein andhera hone ki wajah se andar ki cheeze aaram se dikhti, par bathroom mein se bedroom utna ache se nahi dikhta. Maine dhadakti hue dil ke sath gate ko halka open kiya, to oh my god. Meri aankhen fati ki fati reh gayi. Meri heroine mere saamne bilkul nangi khadi thi. Kya makhmali sa badan, komal se lips, aur mast kasse hue boobs. Meri to aankhen phati si reh gayi.
Fir jab neeche nazar padi, to unki chut aaj bhi kisi jawan ladki jaisi thi. Halke se baal the upar, par mast lag rahi thi. Ye dekh kar mera hath meri chut ke upar chala gaya. Maine us din mom ko nahate hue dekha, aur mere andar unko paane ki chaahat hone lagi. Us din se mera mom ko dekhne ka nazariya hi poora change ho gaya.
Jab wo kitchen mein hoti, to main unko peeche se hug karti, aur unke boobs ko halka sa daba deti. Kabhi unki gaand pe apni chut ko rub karti. Par mom ka kuch response nahi milta. Yaha pe mere ladki hone ka ye faida tha, ki main mom ko aise touch karti to wo mana nahi karti.
Par ek nuksan bhi tha, ki agar meri jagah mom ko unka beta aise touch karta to mom ko ye message to jata ki unka beta unme interested tha, aur unke sath physical hona chaahta tha. Par main ladki thi, isliye mere liye ye thoda mushkil tha.
Jaise-jaise main mobile pe lesbian wala video dekhti, waise meri mom ko paane ki iccha badhti jati. Main jab bhi mauka milta, tab main unko ache se touch karti, aur bahut baar maine unko I love you bhi kaha. Unko meri intention pata chala ki nahi, wo mujhe pata nahi tha. Par kaash main mere dil ki baat mom ko bata paati. Aur mere batane ke baad wo kya react karengi, ye bhi to doubtful tha.
Main mom ko nanga to dekh chuki thi, ab mujhe unko sex karte hue dekhna tha. Par wo dono upar apne bedroom mein karte the. Isliye meri ye wish poori nahi ho payi. Fir lockdown ke chalte hame India shift hona pada, aur yaha ghar mein zyada kamre nahi the. Isliye mujhe akhir-kaar wo mauka mil hi gaya.
Papa ki kal return flight thi foreign ki, aur unhe purani job, ghar sab wind-up karke aana tha. Isliye wo waha foreign mein kuch maheena ruk ke wapas India aane waale the. Isliye mom ki ek aakhri chudai to banti thi. Aur mera andaza sahi nikla. Maine headache ka bahana bana kar jaldi sone ka naatak kiya, aur fir raat ko papa ne mom ko apne upar chadhaya.
Papa ka lund average size ka tha. Mom uske upar jump karti thi. Use dekh kar mujhe us par aur bhi pyar aa raha tha. Kya sexy maal, kitna mast body, aur kaise mast hilti hui apni gaand matkaati hui kya bomb lag rahi thi. Main enjoy kar hi rahi thi, ki papa ka jhad gaye jaldi, aur unhone mom ko neeche utaar diya. Aur wo rest karne lage.
Mom ne unke lund ko hath se hilaya, apne muh mein liya, apni chut se ragda, par kuch nahi hua. Mom abhi bhi pyaasi lag rahi thi. Mujhe ye dekh kar acha nahi laga. Papa kuch der ke baad so gaye, aur mom uth kar kitchen mein aayi. Aaj to mujh par jaise sex ka bhoot sawar tha, to main bhi mom ke peeche-peeche kitchen mein chali gayi, aur unko peeche se jaake daboch liya.
Wo nighty mein thi, bra nahi pehni thi, to is baar hath seedha unke boobs pe laga, aur nipple feel hone lage. Main nipples ko ungaliyon mein bhar kar masalne lagi. Mom ne peeche mud ke dekha aur mujhe dekh kar apne aap ko chhudha liya, aur mujhe daantne lagi.
Anu: Kayra, ye tum kya kar rahi ho? Hosh mein to ho? Tumhe pata bhi hai ki tum ye kya kar rahi ho? Pichle kuch dino se main tumhe notice kar rahi hu.
Mom mujhe kuch na kuch bole jaa rahi thi, par main unki body ko dekhe jaa rahi thi. Kya cuts hai unke, kya shape hai. Meri nazaro ne unki chut, boobs ko taadte hue meri nazar unke raseele hontho par padi. Unke hilte hue honth ko dekh kar mera control nahi raha, aur maine unko apne muh mein bhar liya. Mom bhi surprised thi, par main apni pakad se unke hatho ko pakad ke unhe smooch karne lagi.
Mom jhatpatane lagi. Par maine unhe kass ke pakad rakha tha. Pata nahi mujhme bhi aaj itni himmat kaha se aa gayi thi. Kuch der baad Mom ne apne aap ko mujhse alag kiya, aur mujhe ek chaanta maara.
Mom: Kayra, tu hosh mein to hain? Ye tu kya kar rahi thi? Main maa hu tumhari (aur rone lagi).
Kayra (rone si surat bana kar): Main kya karu Mom. Tumhe dekh kar ab control nahi hota, I love you Mom. Mujhe tum pehle se pasand ho. Par aaj dekha ki jo happiness aapko milni chahiye, wo nahi mil rahi thi.
Mom: Kya matlab hai tumhara?
Kayra: Maine dekha abhi aapko bedroom mein. Papa aapko poora satisfy nahi kar paate. Aur ye mujhse dekha nahi jaa raha.
Mom: Tujhe sharam nahi aati, apne mom-dad ko is tarah se dekhte hue?
Kayra: Sharam aapko bhi nahi aati fingering karte hue bathroom mein. Aur mom main dad ko nahi, sirf aapko dekh rahi thi. Aap janate to ho, par maante nahi ho ki aapko sexual satisfaction ki zaroorat hai. Aur usi mein main aapki help karna chaahti hu.
Mom: Main satisfied hi hu. Tujhe meri chinta karne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai. Main jaisi bhi hu, achi hu. Tumhe kisi ache se doctor ko dikhane ki zaroorat hai. Filhaal tu mera raasta chhodh. Abhi tu hosh mein nahi hai, fir baat karenge.
Main mom mom suno, aisa chillane lagi. Par wo apne bedroom mein chali gayi, aur main bhi apne room mein jaa kar mom ki nangi body ko imagine karke fingering karte hue so gayi. Doosre din se mom ka behavior meri aur change ho gaya tha.
Wo mujhse sirf kaam ki hi baatein karne lagi. Kal papa ki flight thi, wo bhi chale jayenge. Tab main aur mom ghar mein akele honge, to main firse chance maarungi.
Kuch din baad, “Kal Mama mujhe party dene waale hai apni friend ke sath. To main unko ghuma fira ke poochungi, ki unki sister ko kaise patata jaye”
Yaha pe ye last baat Kayra ne likhi thi. Aur uske doosre din baad maine uski mom ko choda apne bedroom mein. Ab aage ki diary mujhe jaanni thi, kyunki mujhe ab Kayra ki chut ki talab hone lagi. Main us night Kayra ko imagine karke muth maari aur so gaya.
Doosre din main use morning mein college ke baahar mila. Fir usko uska phone diya, aur doosra mobile diya purana wala, aur usse kaha-
Main: Apne purane phone ka data isme transfer kar le. Main shaam ko ye lene aaunga. Mujhe mobile waale chacha ko ye lautana hai. Aur unhi se abhi main ye second phone laaya hu.
Fir shaam ko maine usse uska old mobile phone le liya. Fir night ko wapas main uske ghar gaya, aur usse wo doosra phone lekar Di ke saamne hi Kayra ko diya. Jisse Di Kayra ko koi question na kare. Us time maine Kayra ko apni diary likhne ka easy way bataya, aur use google drive pe Word file bana ke dikhaya. Ek folder banaya jise My Diary naam diya, aur Kayra ko sikhaya, ye kaise karna tha.
Usko maine bataya ki ye folder uske email id se link hoga, matlab ki wo kitna bhi mobile change kare, ye hamesha wahi rahega. Aur maine us folder ko apni email id ke sath share kiya, jisse wo jo bhi usme likhegi, main easily apni email id se usko read kar sakunga.
Us night main Di ko bina kuch kiye hi wapas aa gaya. Ab mera target mom se hatt kar beti pe shift ho gaya tha.
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