Mummy aur uncle ki chudai dastan-2

This story is part of the Mummy aur uncle ki chudai dastan series

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    Jaisa ki maine bataya tha, ki hum chhat pe baat kar rahe the, to Uncle Aunty ko yaad karke mayoos ho gaye the. Uske agle din bhi hum chhat pe gaye aur Mai, Mohit aur Dolly baate kar rahe the. Us din hum thoda late the, to sab aas-paas waale apni-apni walk karke baith gaye the, ya jaa chuke the.

    Uncle aur Mummy ne bhi thodi baate ki aur fir Mummy ne hamse bhi baate ki. Fir Uncle ne Mummy ko bulaya aur firse mayoos hoke Aunty ko yaad karne lage.

    Mummy firse wahi kehne lagi –

    Mummy: Aisa hota hai kabhi-kabhi, Aap Nena ko itna kyu yaad karte ho?

    To Uncle bole: Bhabhi ji, lockdown hai. Sab log apni-apni Biwiyo ke saath maze kar rahe hai aur Mai yaha akela pareshan ho raha hu. Kya aap aur Bhai sahab maze nahi karte?

    Ye baat sun kar Mummy thoda shock ho gayi, ki Uncle ne ye kya keh diya tha aur fir un dono me zyada baat nahi hui. Mummy chup thi aur unhone Uncle ko kuch zyada nahi kaha.

    Uncle bhi samjh gaye the, shayad unhone kuch zyada hi bol diya tha. Mummy seedhi aur normal aurat thi aur Uncle bhi aise nahi the, ki wo aisi baate bol de. Mummy isse bahut hairaan ho gayi thi aur fir hum neeche aa gaye. Fir wahi khaana-wana khaa kar hum so gaye.

    Agle din shaam ko classes aur kaam se free hoke, hum firse chhat par gaye. Mummy ne aaj blue colour ki sexy saree pehni thi. Us saree me se Mummy ke 35″ ke mote boobs aur 36″ ki gaand kya zabardast lag rahe the. Mummy ek-dum kamaal ki lag rahi thi.

    Fir Uncle aur Mohit bhi chhat pe aa gaye. Mohit aur Dolly dono same class me the, to wo apni baate karne lage aur Mai ghoom raha tha. Uncle Mummy ko door se hi halka-halka sorry ka ishara kar rahe the. Shayad wo kal ke liye sorry bol rahe the.

    Fir thodi der tehalne ke baad jab Mummy neeche aane lagi, to Uncle ne unko awaaz lagayi-

    Uncle: Bhabhi ji.

    Mummy ruki aur Uncle ke paas gayi aur boli-

    Mummy: Hanji bolo ji.

    Uncle : Bhabhi ji sorry, wo Mai thoda zyada bol gaya. Lekin Mai sach me Nena ko miss kar raha hu aur akela pad gaya hu.

    Mummy ne bola: Gayaan ji, Mai aapko baat samajh rahi hu. Lekin aap aisi baate naa hi bolo to sahi hai.

    Fir yu hi baato me Uncle bole: Bhabhi ji aap us din bahut sharma nahi gayi thi, jab Mai aapko aapke sookhe hue kapde dene aaya tha?

    Aur ye bol kar Uncle halka sa hasne lage.

    Mummy bhi sharma gayi aur kehne lagi-

    Mummy: Haa wo aise hi…

    Aur Mummy kuch nahi boli.

    Fir Uncle bole: Haa haa Bhabhi ji, wo aise hi.

    Aur Uncle hasne lage. Mummy bhi ab normal behave kar rahi thi aur fir thodi der me hum sab neeche aa gaye. Ab Mummy Uncle se normally baate karne lagi thi. Lockdown tha, to aas-paas ke saare log roz-roz baate karne chhat par aane lage the.

    Agle din bhi Mummy upar gayi aur aas-paas ko auntiyo se baate ki. Fir Uncle bhi aa gaye aur Mummy ne Uncle se bhi baat ki aur paas ki aunties ne bhi Uncle se baate ki.

    Uncle: Kaise ho Bhabhi ji?

    Mummy ne kaha: Mai badhiya hu.

    Fir Mummy ne poocha: Aap kaise ho?

    Uncle ne kaha: Mai bhi theek hu.

    Fir Uncle ne bataya, ki Nena Aunty abhi thode din aur waha rehne waali thi. Fir baat karte-karte aur chhat par ghoomte hue Mummy ka pallu zara sa hat gaya aur unke boobs ki daraar( cleavage) dikhne lag gayi. Mummy ki cleavage bahut mast aur raseeli thi aur kisi bhi mard ka lund khada kar sakti thi.

    Mai bhi side se Mummy ki cleavage dekh raha tha aur maza le raha tha. Uncle bhi kaafi time se wahi dekh rahe the aur apni nazro se Mummy ke jism ka maza le rahe the. Fir Mummy ne Uncle ko unko dekhte hue dekh liya aur apna dupatta sahi kiya. Tabhi Uncle bole-

    Uncle: Shit yaar.

    Mummy boli: Kya shit?

    Uncle halke se hasse aur kehne lage-

    Uncle: Kuch nahi Bhabhi.

    Mummy bhi samajh gayi aur fir sharmaane lagi. Fir hum neeche aa gaye.
    Fir Mummy ke phone pe kisi ka message aaya. Mummy ne message dekha aur chaunk gayi. Maine dekha, ki Mummy aise hairaan kyu thi, tab tak Mummy phone rakh kar kaam karne lag gayi.

    Fir maine raat ko Mummy ka phone check kiya, to wo Gayaan Uncle ka message tha. Mai samajh gaya tha, ki shayad Uncle ne group se Mummy ka number liya hoga, ya Nena Aunty ke paas se number liya hoga.

    Fir maine unka whtsapp web se hack kar liya. Agle din Mummy ne Uncle ko namaste ka reply kiya aur fir din me Uncle ne Mummy ko kaafi saare jokes share kiye. Mummy bhi Uncle ke jokes pe hass rahi thi. Fir Uncle ne dobara se Mummy se poocha-

    Uncle: Kaise ho?

    Mummy ne likha: Theek (Mummy bhi whatapp chalan jaanti thi.)

    Fir Uncle ne Mummy ko dil wala emoji bheja. Jab Mummy ne emoji dekha, to Mummy ko laga, ki ye kya bheja hai Uncle ne aur Mummy ne koi reply nahi kiya. Fir aise hi shaam ho gayi aur hum chhat par chale gaye.

    Aaj Uncle ne t-shirt aur tight lower pehna tha aur Uncle mast lag rahe the. Uncle ne thodi beard bhi rakhi thi. Uncle ki height achi thi aur Uncle aaj kaafi handsome lag rahe the. Fir Mummy ne Uncle se poocha-

    Mummy: Aapne message kyu kara mujhe?

    Uncle : Subha bhi aapse baat karne ki icha thi, to socha aapko message karke baat shuru kar lu.

    Aur Uncle ye bol kar hasne lage. Fir Mummy ne kaha-

    Mummy: Acha aisi baat hai.

    Aur ye bol kar Mummy ne ek kaatil smile di.

    Fir Uncle bole: Haa, aap ho hi itni achi. Aapse to din bhar baat karne ka mann karta hai (ab Uncle direct bolne lage the).

    Mummy: Acha aur wo aapne dil wala emoji kyu bheja tha?

    Uncle: Arre wo khoobsurat logo ko bhejte hai.

    Mummy ne kaha: Acha to Mai kaha se khoobsurat lagti hu aapko?

    Fir Uncle Mummy ki tareef karte hue bole-

    Uncle: Waah! Aapko nahi lagta, ki aap khoobsurat ho? Arre aapke kaale reshmi baal, jiska kabhi-kabhi aap shandaar jooda banaati ho. Aapka masoom sa chehra, gale me chain, achi-achi saree aur aapke mote-mote…

    Aur Uncle bolte-bolte ruk gaye. Fir Mummy boli-

    Mummy: Kya kya? Bolo kya bol rahe the?

    Uncle bole: Kuch nahi.

    Mummy boli: Nahi bolo ab.

    Fir Uncle bole: Aapke mote-mote boobs, achi kamar. Ab Mai aur to kya bolu.

    Aur Uncle ne thoda darr feel karke apna muh neeche kar liya. Fir Mummy ne kaha-

    Mummy: Kuch zyada hi nahi dekh liya aapne?

    Uncle: Arre Bhabhi, sach me Mai aapko pasand karta hu. Isliye nahi, ki Nena nahi hai, balki mere dil me aapke liye kuch paida ho gaya hai. Jaise aapne Mohit ko apne paas rakha aur uski care ki. Aapka behaviour, jaise aap baat karti hai. Aapki smile, jisko dekh kar banda apna saari tensions bhool jaye. Maaf kijiyega, lekin ye sab cheeze aapko like karne ke liye kaafi hai.

    Mummy Uncle ki baat sun kar kuch nahi boli aur ek-dum soch me pad gayi.

    Uncle ne fir bola: Bhabhi ji kya hua? Aap kya sochne lag gayi?

    Mummy: Ye galat hai Gayaan ji. Aap shaadi shuda ho. Aapka itna bada beta aur itni achi Biwi hai. Mai to aapke baare me aisa soch bhi nahi sakti.

    Uncle bole: Bhabhi ji, aapne kya-kya soch liya. Mai aisa kuch nahi chaahta. Mai to sirf ye bol raha hu, ki Mai aapko pasand karta hu aur kuch nahi. Agar aapko Mai pasand nahi, to koi baat nahi.

    Mummy: Haa..

    Uncle fir mayoos se ho gaye aur neeche jaane lage.

    Fir Mummy ne bola: Arre pasand waali baat kaha se aa gayi. Aap bhi ache ho, par isme hum kuch nahi soch sakte.

    Uncle ne kaha: Aapke jaisi achi aurat, matlab itni achi, ki Mai kya batau. Aapki to tareef bhi itni karni hogi, ki tareef karte-karte raat ho jaaye. Aap jiske saath bhi rahoge, wo to aapko zaroor pasand karne lag jayege. Mai kisi ko dhokha dene ki baat nahi kar raha hu, sirf aap mere ko pasand ho aur mujhe aapse pyaar hai, isliye bola hai maine. Kaash aap hoti meri Nena. Haye! Hamaare kitne bachhe hote.

    Aur ye keh kar Uncle hasne lag gaye. Fir Mummy ne bhi maze me bol diya-

    Mummy: Kitne hote?

    Aur Mummy hasne lag gayi.

    Fir Uncle bole: Bahut saare. Lekin fir Mai pyaar kab kar pata. Isliye bachhe sirf do hote aur pyaar bahut saara, bahut hi saara.

    Mummy: Kyu Nena aapse pyaar nahi karti hai?

    Uncle: Arre wo karti hai, par aap me kuch to alag baat hai. Ab Mai kya bolu.

    Mummy: Acha-acha ab jhooth mat bolo. Chalo Mai chalti hu.

    Uncle: Kya yaar! Aur baat karte hai naa. Aapse baat karke to mera dil khush hota hai.

    Mummy: Ab kya baat reh gayi?

    Uncle: Wo jo parso halka sa aapka kuch hatt gaya tha naa, wo bada mast laga tha ( Uncle pallu hatne se boobs dikhne waali cheez bol rahe the).

    Mummy: Ohh!( gusse me). Aap bhi naa, kuch bhi bolte ho

    Uncle : Sach me.

    Fir Mummy kuch nahi boli aur neeche aa gayi.

    Isse aage kya hua, wo aapko agle part me pata chalega. Aapko sexy kahani kaisi lagi, mujhe zaroor batana aur apni feedback zaroor dena.

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