Meri maa ki barbadi mere samne-4
Baap Beti
This story is part of the Meri Maa Ki Barbadi Mere Samne series Mere muh bole nana meri mummy ko ab aise hi roj ghar aa kar chonde lag gye the. Ye sab najara main apne samne apni ankhon se dekhta tha. Ye sab dekh kar mere ander ajeeb si feeling aani shuru ho gyi thi, ab main bhi mummy ki roj chut aur boobs dekhta tha. Mere chahne ya na chahne se koi farak nhi padta tha, kyoki mujhe ye sab roj hi dekhne ko milta tha. Ab is kahani me aur logo ki entry hoti hai, jisne mujhe aur harami aur tharki banane me koi kasar nhi chhodi. Humare ghar ke piche ek mohalla hai, wo log whan jhopadi me rehte hai. Mera matlab hai ki whan kuch ghar pakke bhi bane hue hai, aur baki sab kache hi hai. Wo sab labour class wale log hai, usi mohalle me humare ghar me kaam karne wali aunty rehti thi. Kamwali aunty us time karib 42-44 saal ki thi, wo dikhne me sawali thi. Uski height thodi chhoti aur wo thodi halki si moti thi, uske sath aksar uska bich wala ladka Kallu hi aata tha. Wo mujhse 1-2 saal bada tha. Wo ek dam kala tha us time main ** saal ka tha. Kamwali ka dever Banasari bhi tha, jo kuwara tha aur wo 35 saal ka patala dubla sa tha. Wo koi bhi kaam nhi karta tha. Pure mohalle me kamwali ki hi family ka humare yahan sabse jyada aana hota tha. Kyoki ye humare dono tau ji yahan kaam karte the, isliye kaamwali ki family hume pehle se janti thi. Kaamwali daily kaam karne aati thi, par Kallu kabhi kabhi hi aata tha aur Bansari bhi kabhi kabhi aata tha. Fir ek din meri sc** se chhuti thi, toh kamwali subah 10 baje mere ghar me aa gyi. Ghar me meri mummy aur mera chhota bhai tha aur main apni game khelne me laga hua tha. Meri mummy ghar me bas peticoat aur blouse peheni thi, aur wo bhi bina bra ke aur wo aise hi ghar ke kaam kar rhi thi. Kamwali bhi bartan dho rhi thi, apas me aise hi wo kuch baten kar rhi thi. Kamwali – Bhabhi ji aapne bahot dino se sharir par ubtan nhi lagwaya? Mummy – Haan lagwana toh hai. Kamwali – Toh aaj hi lagwa lo. Mummy – Thik hai. Par tabhi darwaje ki gandi baji toh maine door khola, toh bahar Kamwali ka beta Kalu tha. Wo ander aaya aur baith gya, fir jab Kamwali ne baratn dho loye toh wo maa se boli. Kamwali – Aayo bhabhi ji main aapko ubtan laga dun. Mummy – Ye Kallu bhi toh hai, ise jane ko bolo. Kamwali – Are bhabhi koi bata nhi ye toh bacha hai. Mummy – Acha fir koi baat nhi hai chalo. Uske baad mummy bedroom me aa gyi, aur wo jameen par mat bicha kar leat gyi. Mummy pehle se hi peticoat aur blouse me thi, toh aise hi wo sidhe leat gyi. Kalu bahar barmade me hi tha, wo wahin se hum ye sab dekh rhe the. Fir Kamwali ne sarsao ka oil liya aur wo mummy ke pairo me lagane lag gyi. Fir usne mummy ka peticoat unki jangho tak uper kar diya, aur wo whan par malish karne lag gyi. Mere liye toh ye kuch naya nhi tha, jo main aaj ye dekh rha tha. Par Kallu ke liye ye sab naya tha, wo mummy ko bade aram se dekh rha tha. Uske baad mummy ne pucha – Ye Kalu khan khan jata hai tumhare sath? Kamwali – Bhabhi ye sab jagah jata hai, jhan par main kaam karne jati hun. Mummy – Ye kisi ko bolge toh nhi, ki main tumse malish karwati hun. Kamwali – Are bhabhi ye toh sab ke yahan jata hai, jo jo malish karwati hai aap pareshan mat ho. Yske baad mummy ulta leat gyi aur blouse ke hooks uske khol liye, ab hum teeno ke samne mummy ki nangi gori peeth aa gyi thi. Kalu mummy ko bas dekhe hi ja rha tha. Par uski najar mummy ke boobs par the, jo ki side me se dabe hue thode bahar najar aa rhe the. Uske bad Kamwali ghar chali gyi, aur mummy naha kar dusre room me sone chali gyi. Thodi der baad Kalu ne mujhe kha – Bhayia chachi bahot hi achi hai. Whan sab meri mummy ko chachi kehte the, kyoki mere papa apne bhayio me sabse chhote the. Main – Tum Kallu ye kya bol rhe ho, aisa mat bolo. Kalu – Bhayia aapko nhi pata hai, bahar sab log chachi ki baaten karte hai. Apki tai ji bhi is bare me bhi baki sab log ulta pulta bolte hai. Main – Kya bolte hai sab log? Kalu – Ladke sab kehte hai, ki kya maal hai yaar chachi ke bhare hue doodh hai. Iski bas mil jaye toh chod hi dale, aur Tai ji ke bare me bhi ye bolte hai ki ye saali bhi kisi se kam nhi hai. Is pariwar ki har aurat aur ladki maal hi hai. Bhayia aapka bhi man karta hai naa, mujhe pata hai kyoki aap khud bhi chachi ke boobs ko dekhte ho. Ab Kalu mujhse khul gya tha, wo sab kuch baten mujhse karta tha. Usne mujhe sab kuhc sikhaya tha, aur wo mujhe books aur sexy films la kar dikhata tha. Jo 90s ke time me aati thi, uske bad usne mujhe muth marni sikhayi. Par main ** sal ka tha, tab mere lund se pani nhi nikala tha. Par mujhe ye sab karke bahot maja aane lag gya tha, ab meri ye adat ban chuki thi. Mummy aur tai jo ko soch kar ab main hilane lag gya tha, maine real me abhi tak mummy ko hi nangi aur sex karte hue dekha tha. Pa ab mera dil aur bhi logo ko nanga dekhne ka karne lag gya tha. Ek baar ki baat hai mummy boli – Jao Kamwali aunty ko bula lao jaldi se mujhe kaam hai. Fir jab main us mohalle me gya, aur Kamwali ki jhopadi me gusa toh maine unhe awaj lagi. Kamwali – Aao jao beta. Fir main ander gya toh maine dekha ki aunty apni chhoti betu ko dudh pila rhi thi. Unhone ne blouse bhi nhi pehna tha, wo bas peticoat me hi leati hui thi. Ye dekh kar us time meri chhoti si luli khadi ho gyi, aur main aunty ke sawale boobs aur kale nipples ko dekhne lag gya. Aunty ek dam sidhe ho kar leat gyi aur wo boli – Bol beta? Main – Wo mummy aapko bula rhi hai. Kamwali – Thik hai beta tum chalo main aa rhi hun. Uske baad maine ye baat maine Kalu ko sab btaya toh Kalu bola – Bhayia meri mummy bhi ghar me aise hi rehti hai, aur sabhi log jyadatar aise hi rhete hai. Agar aap mohalle me ja kar har kisi ke ghar me dekhoge, toh aur bhi sabhi gharo me aisa chal rha hoga. Meri mummy ko ghar me Bansari chacha ke samne bhi nangi ho jati hai. Maine toh chaha ko mummy ko chuste hue bhi dekha hai. Raat ko papa mummy ko chodte hai, fir jab subah papa riksha chalne chale jate hai.