Lawda Khada Kar Deti Hain Meri Do Behne – Part 7
Meri behan, Simran ke bare mein maine pichle part mein aap ko batay tha. Ab woh terrace par yoga kar rahi thi. Anyways, Simran ko jaise hi pata chala ki main uth gaya hu usne turant mujhe awaz di aur mujhe apni photos click karne ke liye bula liya. Main sabse pehle washroom gaya aur thoda fresh hua. Brush karte samay mera khamba khada ho gaya. Kacche mein mera tamboo khada hone ke baavjood main apne room se nikal kar Simran ke room main ja pahucha. Simran ne mera khada tamboo dekh kar hi normal behave kiya aur boli, “Tu ek kaam kar tu pehle hilla ke aja please. Aise yeh tera khada rahega to main focus nahi kar paungi.” Maine kaha – “ Yar isme meri kya galti hai. Tere bhi to nipple kadak ho rakhe hai tu bhi bitha le inko.” Simran – “Bhai, kaisa kameena hai tu. Itna bada ho gaya hai fir bhi tameez nahi hai na badi behan se baat karne ki. Jab tujhe pata hai mere nipples mote hai aur subha ke time kadak ho jate hai to isme main kya kar sakti hu. Aise to Ridhima ke bhi kadak ho jate hai kabhi notice kiya hai tune jab woh gym se aati hai.?” Main-“ Arre to Ridhima ke to bade honge hi na. Uski shadi jo ho gayi hai.” Simran – “Kya matlab hai tera? Shadi ka tana mat de mujhe.” Main – “Arre yaar. Mera matlab hai Ridhima ke chuche mera matlab uske breast dekhe hai tune kabhi? Uska size notice kiya hai kabhi. Shadi ke bad kya transform ho gayi hai woh. Sab jiju ka kiya dhara hai.” Main, Simran ke boobs ki aur ishara karte hue. “Ab roz roz koi Ridhima ke nipple ko muh mein le kar choosega to nipple to bada hoga hi aur kadak bhi rahega din bhar.” Simran – “ Haan waise baat to tu sach hi keh raha hai. Uski backside bhi kafi bahar aa gayi hai lekin acchi shape mein hai. Mujhe laga sab gym ki wajah se hoga.” Main – “Gym se fayeda to hua hai dekh. Sab tight ho gaya hai uska. Lekin tu yeh sab chor. Aur rahi baat mere iss erection ki to please main kuch nahi kar sakta iska. Jaise tere nipple kadak ho jate hai subha subha aise hi mera yeh tamboo ban jata hai subha.” Issi bich naha dho kar mummy aa jati hai. Mummy ne towel lapet rakha tha aur andar bra aur panty pehni hui thi. Kyuki unka bra ka strap dikh raha tha shoulder se. Mummy ne shayad meri baat sunn li hogi Mummy, “Arre kya hua hai. Simran tu fir Rahul ke tamboo ke piche padi hai?” Simran, “Mummy dekho na. Mere yoga ke pictures nikalne hai aur kuch close up shots lene hai. Photo lete lete pichli baar iska yeh tamboo mere kabhi muh pe lag jata hai to kabhi mere piche. Bus ab iski pichkari nikalne ki der hai. Holi bhi mana hi leta yeh mere sath. Aise main ab aap hi batao main kya karu iska.” Mummy -“ Oh, tum log ek to baaz nahi aaoge.” Mummy mere tamboo ki or dekhte hue. “Uff, Rahul ek to yeh kya hai. Subha subha tera yeh tamboo. Upar se kachha to thoda loose pehan liye kar. Itna tight pehna hua hai tabhi to yeh itna zyada dikh raha hai. Chal isko zara shant kar ke aa. Main, “Mummy apko pata hai na yeh normal hai. Subha ke time ho jata hai. Jaise iske nipple kadak hai aise hi mera yeh tight ho jata hai. Mujhe pata hai apke bhi nipple kadak honge iss samay.” Main mann hi mann hass raha tha aur soch raha tha ki mummy ke nipple to kya, isi ke bhi nipple kadak ho jayenge mera tamboo dekh kar. Lekin main aisa bol nahi sakta tha. Mummy -“Arre pagal hai kya. Mere nipple kyu honge kadak. Pehle ki baat kuch aur hai jab mujhe roz doodh aata tha. Aur beta Simran to abhi jawan hai aur iske nipple bhi mote hai.” Mummy, “Dekha nahi tha ek baar jab doctor sahab ne ilaaj kiya tha to nipple kitne sooj gaye the iske. Bechary doctor sahib ne Ridhima ka bhi test kiya tha. Shukar hai tum sab normal ho. Meri terha dudh nahi tapakta tha tum dono ke nipple se.” Simran hastey hue – “Doodth tapakta to woh doctor abhi chipka hota na aapki chaati se. Apka amrit jaisa doodh muh laga ke pee raha hota na iss samay. Mera to buss ho gaya. Main to kabhi nahi dene wali apne boobs (iss samay Simran ne literally apne chucche hath mein tham liye the )uss doctor ke muh mein.” Main bhi hastey hue – “Haan mummy. Apke piche ka nazara bhi hammey yaad hai. Mujhe sahi main kafi kuch yaad hai uss din kya kya hua tha.” Mummy meri baat sunte hi bich mein bol padi, “Bus! Besharmo. Tum logo ko mauka mile to mujhe bich chohraye par hi nanga kar do. Kuch to lihaaz karo.” Mummy, “Waise woh doctor kafi accha hai. Bus thode non veg jokes marta rehta hai baaki kaam uska accha hai. Kuch bhi bolo. Mere pichwade ki sujan to ussi ne door kari hai.” Yeh bolte hue mummy ne apne pichwade pe hath ragda. Mom ne abhi bhi towel pehna hua tha jo unke ghutne se thoda upar tha. Mom ki moti thunder thighs kafi tempting lag rahi thi jo kisi bhi paraye lund ko kafi tha khada karne ke liye. Mummy – “Rahul beta. Chal jo Simran keh rahi hai maan le. Aise khada hua hai tera yeh trishul. Accha nahi lagta chal ja isko thoda aram de jaa ke hilla ke aja jaldi. ” Mummy ne jaise hi mere khade lund ko trishul bola. Simran thoda sa hass padi. Simran – “Haan mom isko bhejo jaldi. Nahi to apne trishul se mujhpe hi hamla karta hai. Haha” Main -“Main nahi hilla raha hu aaj. Bus mujhe abhi waise bhi bohut aalas aa raha hai. Agar Simran ko itni padi hui hai. To woh khud hi hilla kar bitha the mere trishul ko. ” Simran yeh sunte hi – “Arre pagal ho gaya hai. Main nahi kar rahi yeh kaam. Sharam kar, main teri behan hu.” Mummy – “Hadd hai. Tum log itne bade ho gaye ho fir bhi baccho ki terha ladte ho, kabhi ek dusrey ki madad bhi kar liye karo. Chal Rahul. Tu aise nahi manega. Chal idhar aa. Main hi teri madad kar deti hu.” Mummy ka yeh confidence dekh kar hi mera to tamboo aur bada ho gaya ho jaise. Aur halke halke jhatke maarne lag gaya tha mera lund. Simran ne shayad yeh sab notice kar liye tha. Kyuki uski nazar mere tamboo pe thi. Simran – “Dekhna to mummy. Iska trishul to abhi se hi hichkole mar raha hai tumhare naam ke.” Mummy – “Besharam Simran.