Mami Sex Kahani Hindi: Indore Mein Teen Din

Train mein Sahil ne earphones lagaye aur mami ka voice note play kiya. "Sahil beta, main parlour gayi hoon, chaar baje tak aa jaungi. Pados wali Sharma aunty ke paas ghar ki spare key hai, le lena. Aur haan, tumhare liye gajar ka halwa banaya hai." Uski aawaz mein wohi purani mamta thi. Use kya pata tha ki yeh mami sex kahani hindi usi dopahar se shuru hone wali thi, jab woh Indore station par utrega.

Sahil chaubis saal ka tha, Bhopal mein rehta tha. Indore ek IT company mein final interview ke liye aaya tha, teen din ka stay. Mama Rajesh Pune gaye hue the, dealer meet par. Ghar par sirf mami Anita thi, chhattis saal ki, aur woh hamesha se thodi zyada hi khubsurat lagti thi.

Sharma aunty ne key de di, saath mein ek sharaarti smile bhi. "Anita aaj parlour se chamak kar aayegi, dekh lena." Sahil ne key li aur ghar mein ghusa. Ghar mein gajar ke halwe ki khushboo bhari thi. Usne bag rakha, muh dhoya, aur sofa par phail gaya.

Chaar bajne mein aadha ghanta baki tha. Usne TV on kiya, lekin dhyaan nahi laga. Pichhle kuch mahino se uski life mein kuch khaas nahi ho raha tha. Naukri ka stress, Bhopal ki garmi, aur raaton ko wohi purane khayal. Usne gehri saans li.

Thik chaar baje doorbell baji. Sahil ne darwaza khola. Bahar mami Anita khadi thi, haath mein parlour ka thaila, chehre par facial ki chamak. Usne halki gulabi saree pehni thi, baal khule the. "Aa gaya mera beta," woh hansi. "Kitna dubla ho gaya hai."

"Mami, aap to har baar aur jawan lagti ho," Sahil ne kaha, uska bag andar rakhte hue. Anita ne use gaur se dekha, honthon par ek ajeeb si muskurahat. "Chaplusi seekh gaya hai. Chal, pehle halwa kha, phir baatein."

Halwa waqai kamaal ka tha. Khate khate Anita ne bataya ki Rajesh ka phone aaya tha, woh parson raat tak wapas aayenge. "Matlab do din ghar tumhare hawale," Sahil ne kaha. "Aur mera tumhare," Anita ne aankh dabate hue kaha. Sahil ka dil ek second ke liye tez dhadka.

"Main ek quick shower le loon," Anita ne kaha, uthte hue. "Parlour wali chipchipahat abhi tak gayi nahi." Woh bedroom ki taraf gayi. Sahil drawing room mein betha raha, lekin uske kaan bathroom ki taraf lage the. Paani ki aawaz aa rahi thi.

Bees minute baad Anita bahar aayi, safed bathrobe mein, geele baal tauliye mein lapete. Uske gale par paani ki boondein chamak rahi thi. Sahil ki nazar hat hi nahi rahi thi. "Kya dekh raha hai?" usne poochha. "Kuch nahi mami, bas... aap fresh lag rahi ho."

"Ek kaam karega?" Anita ne kaha, uski taraf peeth karke. "Blouse ki zip atak gayi hai. Zara kheench de." Sahil utha. Uske haath kaanp rahe the. Usne zip pakdi, halka kheenche, woh khul gayi. Uski ungliyan uski nangi peeth par ragad gayi. Dono ek second ke liye jam gaye.

"Ho gaya," Sahil ne kaha, gala sookha hua. Anita palti. Bathrobe ki dori dheeli thi, uske seene ki lakeer saaf dikh rahi thi. "Thanks beta," usne kaha, lekin woh hati nahi. Uski saansein tez thi. Kamre mein halwe ki khushboo ke saath ab kuch aur bhi tha.

"Mami, aapki gardan..." Sahil ne himmat karke kaha. "Parlour ki kursi se akad gayi hogi. Main daba doon?" Anita ne use dekha, phir dheere se sofa par beth gayi. "Daba de. Bahut dard hai." Sahil uske peeche khada hua, uske kandhon par haath rakhe.

Uske anguthe uski gardan par ghume, dheere dheere neeche kandhon tak. Anita ki aankhein band ho gayi. "Haan... wahin... thoda aur zor se." Sahil ke haath uski naram twacha par phisal rahe the. Bathrobe ka kapda patla tha, uske jism ki garmi uske haathon mein utar rahi thi.

Uska ek haath galti se uske seene ke upar wale hisse par chala gaya. Anita ne use roka nahi. Usne sirf gehri saans li. Sahil ki himmat badh gayi. Usne dono haathon se uske kandhe pakde, anguthe uski gardan ke neeche dabaye. "Mami, aaram mil raha hai?" "Bahut," usne kaha, aawaz bhari hui.

Phir Anita ne achanak uska haath pakad liya. Usne use kheench kar apne saamne bithaya. Unki aankhein mili. "Sahil," usne kaha, "tu ab chhota nahi raha." Aur usne uske honthon par apne honth rakh diye. Pehla chumban dheema tha, aazmaish bhara. Dusra gehra, bhookha.

Sahil ka dimaag ghoom gaya. Usne use pakad liya, bathrobe ki dori kheench di. Robe khul gaya. Uske saamne mami ka nanga jism tha, bhare hue doodh, gehre naabhi, aur neeche halki jhaant. "Mami..." uske munh se sirf yahi nikla.

Anita ne use sofa par dhakel diya. Woh uski god mein beth gayi, uski shirt ke button kholne lagi. "Aaj se main teri mami nahi," usne uske kaan mein kaha. "Aaj se main sirf Anita hoon." Uske honth uski gardan par the, uske haath uski chhaati par.

Sahil ne uske doodh pakad liye. Woh naram the, bhare hue, uski mutthi mein sama nahi rahe the. Usne ek nipple munh mein liya, chusa. Anita ke munh se cheekh nikli. "Haan... aise hi... kaat le use." Uske nakhun uski peeth mein dhans gaye.

Usne uski pant ki zip kholi. Uska lund bahar aaya, poora khada, nasen phoolti hui. Anita ne use dekha, honth chaate. "Itna bada," woh hansi. "Rajesh ke to aadhe se bhi kam." Usne use haath mein liya, dheere dheere hilaya.

Sahil ne use leta diya sofa par. Usne uski taangein failayi. Uski chut uske saamne thi, geeli, phoolti hui. Usne ungli andar daali. Anita tadap uthi. "Ungli nahi... tu andar aa..." Sahil ne apna lund uski chut ke munh par ragda, phir ek dhakke mein andar.

Dono ke munh se ek saath aawaz nikli. "Aaah..." Anita ki chut use kas kar pakad rahi thi. Woh dheere dheere andar bahar hone laga. Sofa churr churra raha tha. Anita ne uski kamar apni taangon se jakad li. "Aur zor se... phad de mujhe..."

Sahil ki raftaar badh gayi. Uske dhakke ab gehri aur tez the. Anita ka jism har dhakke par uchhal raha tha. Uske doodh hawa mein lehra rahe the. "Main aane wali hoon... mat ruk..." Aur phir uska paani chhoot gaya, uski chut ne uske lund ko nichod diya.

Sahil bhi ab rukne wala nahi tha. Usne aakhri kuch tez dhakke diye aur uski chut mein hi jhad gaya. Garam dhaar andar tak gayi. Dono paseene mein bheeg chuke the. Kamre mein sirf unki saanson ki aawaz thi.

Raat ko khana khate waqt dono chup the, lekin unki nazrein baatein kar rahi thi. Anita ne gulabi nighty pehni thi, patli si. Khane ke baad Sahil guest room mein chala gaya. Uska dil abhi tak zor se dhadak raha tha. Dopahar jo hua tha, woh sapna lag raha tha.

Gyarah baje darwaza halka sa khula. Anita andar aayi, ungli honthon par rakhe. "Rajesh ka phone tha, woh kal bhi nahi aa raha. Parson pakka." Woh bistar par beth gayi. "Toh aaj ki raat hamari hai." Usne nighty ka strap neeche sarka diya.

Sahil ne use kheench kar apne upar leta liya. "Mami, dopahar mein maza aaya?" "Chup," usne kaha, uski chaddi utarte hue. "Ab meri baari." Usne uska lund munh mein le liya, poora, gale tak. Sahil ki aankhein phat gayi.

Uski jeebh uske lund par ghoom rahi thi, kabhi top par, kabhi neeche. Woh use gehrai tak le rahi thi, phir bahar nikaal kar gote chaat rahi thi. Sahil ne uske baal pakad liye. "Mami... main..." "Abhi nahi," usne kaha, aur phir se shuru ho gayi.

Das minute tak woh use aise hi tadpati rahi. Phir woh palti, ghutnon par aayi, kamar unchi ki. "Peeche se le," usne kaha. "Mujhe kuttiya bana kar chod." Sahil ke haath kaanp rahe the. Usne uski kamar pakdi, apna lund uski chut mein dhakel diya.

Doggy mein woh aur gehrai tak ja raha tha. Anita ka chehra takiye mein tha, uski cheekhein kamre mein goonj rahi thi. "Haan... aur andar... phad de..." Sahil ne uske baal kheenche, uske doodh pakde, dhakke tez kar diye.

Usne ek haath neeche le ja kar uska dana masla. Anita pagal ho gayi. Uska jism kaanpne laga. "Aa rahi hoon... aa rahi..." Uska doosra paani chhoot gaya, bistar geela ho gaya. Sahil ne use kas kar pakda, aakhri dhakke diye, aur uski peeth par jhad gaya.

Dono bistar par dher ho gaye. Anita uski chhaati par sir rakh kar let gayi. "Sahil," usne dheere se kaha, "yeh baat yahin rahegi. Rajesh ko kabhi pata nahi chalega. Samjha?" Sahil ne uske maathe par chuma. "Yeh hamara raaz hai, mami."

Agle din subah Sahil ki aankh kitchen ki khadkhadahat se khuli. Anita poha bana rahi thi, halki peeli saree mein, pallu kamar mein khonsa hua. Uske paseene se bheegi gardan par baal chipke the. Sahil peeche se aaya, use kamar se pakad liya.

"Sahil, poha jal jayega," usne kaha, lekin woh hati nahi. Uske haath uski saree ke andar ghus gaye, uske doodh pakad liye blouse ke upar se. "Gas band kar de," usne kaha. Anita ne gas band ki, palti, use deewar se laga diya.

Kitchen ki slab par usne use bithaya. Saree upar ki, panty ek taraf sarka di. "Subah subah garam ho gayi mami?" "Teri wajah se raat bhar so nahi payi," usne kaha. Sahil ne apna lund nikala, uski chut mein ghusa diya, khade khade.

Slab par bethi Anita uchhal rahi thi. Uske doodh blouse se bahar aane ko the. Sahil ne blouse ke button khol diye, doodh bahar nikaale, chuste hue dhakke diye. "Dheere... padosi sun lenge..." "Sunne de," Sahil ne kaha, raftaar badhate hue.

Das minute ki tez chudai ke baad dono ek saath jhade. Anita ki chut ne uska saara maal andar le liya. "Ab poha bana," Sahil ne haste hue kaha. "Aur haan, aaj mera interview hai. Dua karna." Anita ne use zor se gale lagaya. "Tu select hoga. Meri dua tere saath hai."

Dopahar ko interview tha. Sahil taiyaar hua, Anita ne uska collar thik kiya, uske maathe par chuma. "All the best, beta." Interview do ghante chala. Bahar aate hi usne Anita ko phone kiya. "Mami, lagta hai ho gaya. HR ne bola kal tak mail aayega."

"Bahut badhiya," Anita khush thi. "Aaj raat celebration hoga." Shaam ko Sahil ghar lauta to ghar mein halki roshni thi, mehmaan nawazi ka mahaul. Anita ne kaali saree pehni thi, deep neck blouse. "Aaj tu mera mehmaan nahi, mera hero hai," usne kaha.

Khane ke baad bedroom mein Anita ne use bistar par giraya. Woh uske upar chadh gayi, saree utaar kar ek taraf phenk di. "Aaj main upar rahungi," usne kaha. Usne uska lund apni chut mein sama liya, dheere dheere hilne lagi.

Uski kamar gol gol ghoom rahi thi, uske doodh Sahil ke chehre par the. Sahil ne unhe munh mein liya, chusa, kaata. Anita ki raftaar badh gayi. "Haan... aise hi... mere raja..." Uska paani chhoota, woh uski chhaati par gir gayi, haanfti hui.

Sahil ne use palta, missionary mein aaya. Usne uski taangein apne kandhon par rakhi, gehri dhakke diye. "Mami, tum meri sabse achhi khushi ho," usne kaha. "Aur tu meri sabse badi kamzori," Anita ne jawab diya. Dono ek saath jhade, ek doosre mein sama kar.

Teesre din subah Sahil ki train dopahar ki thi. Woh jaldi uth gaya. Anita balcony mein chai pi rahi thi, khamosh. "Kya hua mami?" "Kuch nahi," usne kaha. "Bas soch rahi thi, yeh teen din kitni jaldi beet gaye."

Sahil uske paas beth gaya. "Mami, yeh teen din meri zindagi ke sabse khoobsurat din the." Anita ne uska haath pakda. "Mere bhi. Lekin yaad rakh, yeh hamara raaz hai. Is ghar ki deewaron ke bahar iski koi keemat nahi."

"Ek aakhri baar?" Sahil ne dheere se poochha. Anita ne use dekha, phir bathroom ki taraf ishara kiya. "Shower mein. Jaldi." Dono bathroom mein ghuse, shower on kiya. Paani ki dhaar mein dono bheeg gaye, kapde shareer se chipak gaye.

Anita ne uski shirt utaari, apni nighty utaari. Paani mein bheegi uski twacha chamak rahi thi. Sahil ne use deewar se lagaya, uski taang uthayi, apna lund uski chut mein daal diya. Paani aur paseena ek ho gaye.

Shower ki aawaz mein unki cheekhein dab gayi. Anita ne uski peeth noch di. "Zor se... aakhri baar... mujhe yaad rahe..." Sahil ne poori taakat lagayi. Paani ki dhaar mein dono ka paani ek saath chhoota. Woh ek doosre se lipte rahe, paani un par girta raha.

Station par Anita use chhodne aayi thi. Train ka time ho raha tha. Usne uska collar thik kiya, uske baal sanware. Aas paas log the, isliye dono sambhal kar the. "Mail aate hi phone karna," usne kaha.

Sahil train mein chadha, khidki par aaya. Anita neeche khadi thi, halki muskurahat ke saath. Train dheere dheere chalne lagi. Usne haath hilaya. Phir usne apna phone nikala, use ek message bheja.

Phone vibrate hua. Anita ne khola. Message tha, "Agle mahine phir interview ke liye bula sakte hain. Is baar seedha ghar aaunga, Sharma aunty se key lene ki zaroorat nahi padegi." Anita ne padha, chehre par wohi sharaarti muskurahat aayi. Usne reply kiya, "Gajar ka halwa taiyaar rahega."