Bus Mein Mili Matured Aunty Ka Anubhav – Part 3
Desi
Submit Report This story is part of the Bus Mein Mili Matured Aunty Ka Anubhav series Sabhi readers ko firse mera namaskaar. Main Manav, firse aap sabhi readers ka swagat karta hu. Aapne meri story series, “Bus mein mili matured Aunty Ka Anubhav” ko bahut pyar diya. Aapne jo mails ki, uske liye bahut-bahut dhanyawad. New readers meri series jaake read kar sakte hai, jiske 2 parts ho chuke hai. Aur ye third part hai. Chalo ab story par aata hu- Main ghar aane ke baad bas mobile hath mein liye unke message ya call ka wait karta raha. Subha se shaam hui, shaam se raat, aur raat se fir subha. But aunty ki na call aayi, na message, aur na hi whatsapp. Bada bechain tha main 3- 4 days bas wait karne mein laga tha. Fir achanak WhatsApp par unka message aaya. Aunty: Hello! Me: Hello aunty, Aunty! Aunty! Finally aap aa gaye. Kitna wait kiya maine. Aunty: Arre-arre! Itni kya excitement? Ruko to. Me: Bahut wait ki aapke message ki. Actually mobile hath se chhodh nahi raha jab se aapse mila hu. Socha ki bas aap bhool gayi, aur kuch call nahi karne wali. Aunty: Haha, mujhe pata tha ki tum wait karoge. Par aisa hai, ki mere pati ghar par hi the pichle kuch days ‘work from home’ bhi hai na. To kabhi office se to kabhi ghar se kaam karte rehte. Our aaj se wo office se kaam karenge. Isliye time mila. Iske sath bachhe bhi mobile leke youtube dekhte rehte hai. Isliye zyada time nahi milta. Me: Ohh! Sir ka ‘work from home’ rehta hai, to pakka wo IT mein kaam karte honge. Aunty: Ha wo IT mein kaam karte hai. By the way tumhara naam kya hai? Me: Main Manav, aur aapka aunty? Aunty: Main Archana. Tum kya karte ho? Me: Archan! sweet name hai. Main Government job ki preparations kar raha hu. Aur aap? Aunty: Thank You, for the compliment. Mujhe actually job karne ki zaroorat nahi hai. But fir bhi din bhar bore hoti hu, to mere area mein mera beauty parlour hai. Me: Wow! Beauty parlour! Isliye aapka sense itna best hai. Aunty: Hehe, sense, wo kaise? Me: Arre Archana aunty, aap bahut kamaal lag rahe the bus mein us din. Wo yellow saree and wo sleevless wala blouse. Saree mein aapka figure kya lag raha tha. Body curves dikh rahe the ufff! kya batau Archana aunty. Bus mein sabhi aapko dekh rahe the, jab aap standing mein thi na tab. Aunty: Acha? Sab dekh rahe the. Aur tum to direct mere paas khade ho gaye. Me: Kya karu aunty, ye mauka kaise jaane deta. Aapko dekh kar main to maano pagal sa ho gaya tha. Main soch raha tha, ki kab aapke paas aau aur kab kareeb se aapke jism ko tarashu. Aunty: Acha! Tum jab standing mein the, tab hi tumhare iraade samajh gayi thi main. Tumhara lund meri gaand our chootado ko halke-halke touch ho raha tha. Aunty ke muh se lund, chootad, gaand ye shabd sun kar main excite hua, aur thoda open bhi. Me: Aunty aap mujhe tum mat kaho. Direct tu aur naam se bolo. Ek-dum bindaas. Aunty: Acha theek hai. Me: Aunty sach kahu mera lund to jab se main aapke paas ruka tha na, tab hi khada ho gaya tha. Aapka wo satin black blouse usme aapki bra ke straps dikh rahe the. Wo peeche se aapki back poori dikh rahi thi, aur us par wo paseene ke boonde uff! Kya batau, ji to kar raha tha tab apni jeebh se poori peeth chaatu. Aur paseene ka boond-boond pee jau. Aunty: Oho! Kya baat hai. Tu to bada chaalu hai. Dikhne mein lagta nahi hai. Teri baaton se to mood ban raha hai mera. Thodi-thodi geeli ho rahi hu neeche se. Tu jab paas aake baitha tha, aur tu tere left hand ke corner se mere boobs and pet ko touch kar raha tha na, main bahut geeli ho gayi thi. Me: Ahhhh… Aunty, kaash muhe wo aapki panty mil jati. Main uska geela part chaat-chaat kar aur panty apne lund ko mahsoos karwa kar muth maar leta. Aunty: Arre sabar kar beta. Panty kya, sab mil jayega. Bas thoda wait kar. Me: Aunty lekin sach batao maza aaya tha us din bus mein? Maine khud ko bahut control kiya tha. Mera ek hath aapke boobs ke itne paas tha, aur jee kar raha tha un bade-bade gubbaron ko wahi masal du. Aunty: Arre Manav , tumhe kya mujhe bhi bada maza aa raha tha. Maine tujhe green signal diya tha. Hath maine thode se upar kiye the, taaki tera hath mere boobs ko aaram se masal de. Lekin tu darr raha tha. Me: Darru nahi to kya? Itne public mein the hum. Upar se aapne kuch kaha hota, to meri to khair nahi thi. Aunty: Arre kuch nahi. Itna to chalta hi hai. Public places mein aisa hua hai bahut baar mere sath. Main to bada maze leti hu. Me: Kya baat hai aunty. Aap to ek-dum sex bomb ho yaar. Aunty: Ab tak toone barabar mujhe samjha hi kaha hai. Me: To samjhao na. Aur aunty mujhe nahi pata aap mujhse milogi ya nahi. But ek request hai, aapki use ki hui bra-panty, aur us din wala wo black wala blouse zaroor de dena please. Aunty: Hehe, Pagal hai tu. Kya karega un sab ka? Zyada se zyada apne lund ko hilayega uski smell leke? Wo blouse, bra panty ka nasha aur maza tab tak hai, jab tak usme aurat ka jism hai. Nahi to uska vajood kuch nahi hai. Ruk zara, tere ko sab doongi main. Me: Sach aunty, main to gulaam ban kar rahunga aapka agar mujhe aapne mauka diya to. Waise tab tak ek hot pic to bhejo yaar please Aunty. Aunty: Pic? Wo bhi hot? Me: Haa, to kya hua? Aaj-kal ye normal hai. Social media par khule aam log khud ki pics daalte hai. Ha rahi baat hot bold pic ki, to apna chehra hide kar dena edit karke. Aur fir send kar sakte ho. Aunty: Chal ruk theek hai, wait. Uske baad Aunty ne mujhe unki pic send ki. Pic mein unhone apna chehra hata diya tha. Sirf neck se neeche ki pic thi. Wo pic nighty mein thi. Pink color ki satin nighty thi, short wali. Kya batau dosto, kya maal lag rahi thi wo. Pink satin material ki shorts ghutno tak thi. Thodi chubby hone ki wajah se aunty ki nighty poori skin tight baithi thi. Unke curves clearly visible the. Pic mein unki gaand ka hissa bhi show ho raha tha. Kya gaand lag rahi thi unki. Upar se gaand par unki ki panty ki lines dikh rahi thi. Sleevless se unki gori baahe. Unka color thoda saawla tha, par poori madak lag rahi thi wo.