Mausi Sex Story: Indore Ke Kiraye Ke Ghar Mein Do Mahine

"Sameer beta, darwaza kholo, main Kavita mausi," darwaze ke bahar se awaaz aayi aur mere haath se chai ka cup chhoot-te chhoot-te bacha. Yeh meri pehli mausi sex story hai, aur shayad zindagi ki sabse yaadgaar bhi, kyunki us shaam ke baad jo kuch hua usne mere do mahine aise badal diye jaise kisi ne meri zindagi ka channel hi badal diya ho.

Mausi ka matlab meri maa ki chhoti behen. Umar chhattis ke aas paas, shaadi ko satrah saal ho chuke the, aur mausa pichhle chaar saalon se Doha mein driver ki naukri kar rahe the. Maa ka phone aaya tha ek hafte pehle. "Kavita ko B.Ed ke exam ki coaching ke liye Indore aana hai, do mahine rukegi. Tere paas kamra khaali hai, wahin rakh le." Maine haan kar di thi bina soche, kyunki mana karne ki koi wajah nahi thi. Tab mujhe kya pata tha ki mana karne ki wajah khud chalkar mere darwaze par aa khadi hogi.

Darwaza khola toh saamne suitcase liye khadi thi meri mausi. Kamar tak lambe baal, halki si paseene ki boond maathe par, aur chehre par woh thakaan jo lambe safar ke baad aati hai. Neeli cotton ki saree, pallu thoda dheela. "Itna bada ho gaya tu," unhone mera gaal kheench-te hue kaha, "aakhri baar dekha tha toh chhota sa tha." Main hans diya, suitcase andar rakhi, aur andar se ek ajeeb si khushbu aayi, meethi si, jaise unke baalon mein laga tel aur paseena milkar kuch ban gaya ho.

Mera kamra Indore ke ek purane mohalle mein tha, makaan malik Ramlal ji ke ghar ki doosri manzil par. Neeche Ramlal ji ka parivaar, upar do kamre, ek mein main, doosre mein ab mausi. Beech mein chhoti si rasoi jo dono istemaal karte, aur usse judi chhat jahan kapde sookhte the. Pehli raat ko mausi ne khana banaya, aalu parathe aur aam ka achaar, aur hum dono chhat par baithkar khaaye. "Doha mein Prakash kehte hain wahan paratha nahi milta," unhone kaha, "chaar saal se akele reh rahe hain, main yahan akele. Shaadi ka matlab ab bas phone par baat karna reh gaya hai." Unki awaaz mein woh khaali-pan tha jo maine pehli baar mehsoos kiya.

Agle kuch din routine mein nikal gaye. Subah mausi coaching jaati, dopahar ko main office se wapas aata, shaam ko chhat par chai. Dheere dheere maine notice karna shuru kiya, pehle toh anjaane mein, phir jaan boojhkar. Ghar mein woh nighty pehenti thi, halki gulabi, jisme unka badan saaf dikhta tha jab woh rasoi mein jhukti. Chhat par kapde failaate waqt unki saree ka pallu aksar kandhe se sarak jaata, aur main nazrein hataane ki koshish karta, par nazrein hat-ti nahi thi. Ek baar rasoi mein woh upar shelf se dabba utaar rahi thi, main paas se guzra, mera kandha unki chhaati se takra gaya. Dono ek second ke liye ruke. "Maaf karna beta," unhone kaha, par unki aankhon mein maafi se zyada kuch aur tha, ek sawaal jiska jawab mujhe nahi pata tha.

Duswein din ki shaam thi. Mausam mein halki thandak, aasmaan mein taare. Main chai banakar chhat par le gaya, mausi pehle se wahi thi, nighty mein, baal khule, kapde samet-te hue. "Aaj coaching mein test tha, achha gaya," unhone kaha aur chai ka cup liya. Hum dono chhat ki mundair par baithe. Hawa chal rahi thi, unke baal mere chehre par aa rahe the. Maine hatane ke liye haath badhaya, unhone mera haath pakad liya. "Rehne de," unhone dheere se kaha, "achha lag raha hai."

Woh pehla lamha tha jab hawa badal gayi. Unki ungliyaan mere haath par thi, naram, thodi thandi. Maine unki taraf dekha, unhone meri taraf. Chandni mein unka chehra chamak raha tha, honth thode khule. "Sameer," unhone kaha, aur uske aage kuch nahi kaha, bas meri taraf jhuk gayi. Unke honth mere honthon par aaye, pehle dheere, phir zor se. Unki jeebh mere munh mein ghusi, meethi chai ka swaad aur unke honthon ki garmi. Mera ek haath unki kamar par gaya, doosra unke baalon mein. Nighty ke upar se unka badan garam lag raha tha, naram aur bhara hua.

"Yeh galat hai, mausi," maine saans lete hue kaha, par mere honth wapas unke honthon par the. "Pata hai," unhone kaha, meri gardan ko choom-te hue, "par chaar saal se kisi ne mujhe aise chhua tak nahi. Main aurat hoon, Sameer, sirf mausi nahi." Unke haath meri tshirt ke andar ghus gaye, meri chhaati par phirne lage. Mera lund paint mein kadak ho chuka tha, dhadak raha tha. Unhone mehsoos kiya, aur halka sa hansi. "Itna betaab," unhone kaha, aur mera haath pakadkar apni chhaati par rakh diya. Nighty ke upar se unke boobs naram the, bhare hue, nipple kadak mehsoos ho raha tha kapde ke upar se.

Hum dono neeche mere kamre mein aaye, darwaza band kiya, par us raat poori baat nahi hui. Bas chooma chaati, badan sehlaana, aur woh tez saanson wali khamoshi jisme dono samajh gaye the ki ab rukna mushkil hai. Mausi apne kamre mein chali gayi, par jaate jaate mere kaan mein boli, "Kal raat ko darwaza khula rakhna." Main poori raat so nahi saka, lund haath mein liye do baar jhada, phir bhi aag bujhi nahi.

Agli raat woh aayi. Darwaza khula tha, woh andar aayi aur darwaza band karke kundi laga di. Gulabi nighty, neeche kuch nahi, yeh baat mujhe tab pata chali jab unhone nighty utaar di aur mere saamne nangi khadi ho gayi. Chandni khidki se aa rahi thi, unka badan doodh jaisa chamak raha tha. Bade gol boobs, thode latke hue par bhare, nipple kaale aur kadak. Pet thoda nikla hua, par kamar patli. Neeche unki chut par halke baal, geeli chamak saaf dikh rahi thi. "Dekh kya raha hai," unhone sharmaate hue kaha, "aaja."

Main bistar par tha, sirf underwear mein. Woh mere upar aayi, mera underwear kheenchkar utaar diya. Mera lund poori tarah kadak tha, lamba aur mota, top se paani nikal raha tha. Mausi ne use haath mein liya, sehlaaya, phir jhukkar apne munh mein le liya. Unka garam munh, jeebh top par gol gol ghoom-ti hui, phir poora andar tak le lena. Main sisak utha. "Mausi," main bola, "bahut achha lag raha hai." Unhone mera lund chooste hue upar dekha, aankhon mein shararat. Unke haath mere andkosh sehl rahe the, halke se dabaa rahe the. Meri kamar apne aap hilne lagi, unke munh mein andar bahar.

Phir maine unhe kheenchkar upar liya, unke honth choome, aur unhe bistar par lita diya. Unke boobs mere saamne the, maine ek nipple munh mein liya, choosa, kaata halke se. Woh siski, "Aah, Sameer, zor se." Maine doosra nipple ungliyon se masla, kadak kar diya. Mera haath neeche sarka, unki taangon ke beech. Unki chut poori geeli thi, paani beh raha tha. Maine ungli andar daali, garam aur kasili. Woh hil gayi, meri ungli par apni kamar uchhaal-ne lagi. Maine do ungliyaan daal di, andar bahar, unka paani meri ungliyon par lag gaya. "Aur, aur," woh boli.

Main neeche sarka, apna munh unki chut par rakh diya. Jeebh se unke daane ko chheda, gol gol chatkara. Mausi ki kamar bistar se uth gayi, unke haath mere baalon mein, mujhe aur andar daba rahe the. "Haan, wahi, wahi," woh sisak rahi thi. Maine jeebh andar daali, unka namkeen meetha paani piya, phir daane ko honthon mein lekar choosa. Unka badan kaanp-ne laga, taangein meri gardan ke ird gird kas gayi, aur phir woh jhadi, zor se, cheekh dabate hue takiye mein munh dekar. Unki chut se paani nikla, meri thhodi geeli ho gayi.

"Ab andar daal," unhone haanf-te hue kaha, meri taraf dekhkar, "bahut intezaar kar liya." Main unke upar aaya, mera lund unki chut ke munh par rakha. Woh geeli thi, garam thi. Maine dheere se dhakka diya, top andar gaya. Woh siski. Maine aur dhakka diya, aadha lund andar. Unki chut kasi hui thi, chaar saal ki pyaas liye hue. Maine poora andar daal diya, jad tak. "Aah," hum dono ek saath bole. Maine dhakke maar-ne shuru kiye, pehle dheere, phir tez. Bistar chikne laga, unki chudai ki awaaz kamre mein goonj-ne lagi, tup tup, aur unki siskiyaan.

Maine unki taangein apne kandhon par rakhi, aur gehre dhakke maare. Mera lund unki bachche-daani tak pahunch raha tha, woh har dhakke par uchhal rahi thi, boobs hil rahe the. "Zor se, Sameer, zor se chod mujhe," woh boli, aur maine apni poori taakat laga di. Paseena dono ke badan par, bistar ki chaadar silwat gayi. Phir maine unhe palta diya, kuttiya bana diya. Peeche se unki gaand gol dikhi, maine lund wapas chut mein daala, aur tez dhakke maare. Mere haath unke boobs par the, peeche se masal raha tha. Woh aage bistar pakde thi, har dhakke par "haan, haan" kar rahi thi.

Aakhri mein woh upar aayi, mere lund par baith gayi, aur khud uchhal-ne lagi. Unke boobs mere chehre ke saamne uchhal rahe the, maine pakadkar choos liye. Unki raftaar badh gayi, "Main aa rahi hoon, main aa rahi hoon," aur phir woh jhadi, mera lund andar hi tha, unki chut ne mere lund ko kasa, nichoda. Uske do second baad main bhi jhada, garam veerya unki chut ke andar, gehre tak. Hum dono paseene mein bheeg-e, ek doosre se lipte rahe. "Yeh toh bas shuruwaat hai," mausi ne mere kaan mein kaha, aur meri gardan par kaat liya.

Uske baad do mahine aag mein nikal gaye. Din mein mausi coaching jaati, main office, aur shaam hote hi darwaze band ho jaate. Kabhi mere kamre mein, kabhi unke kamre mein. Rasoi mein khade khade, unhe peeche se pakadkar, saree upar karke, jaldi jaldi chudai. Bathroom mein ek saath nahaate hue, paani ke neeche unke badan par saaban lagate hue, phir wahi deewar se lagakar. Chhat par raat ko taaron ke neeche, chaadar bichhakar, dheere dheere, awaaz dabaye, kyunki neeche Ramlal ji ka parivaar tha.

Ek dopahar Ramlal ji bazaar gaye the, unki patni mayke. Mausi mere kamre mein aayi thi, hum dono nange bistar par the, main unke upar tha, dhakke maar raha tha, jab achaanak neeche se awaaz aayi, "Sameer beta, darwaza kholo." Ramlal ji wapas aa gaye the, shayad kuch bhool gaye the. Hum dono ki saansein ruk gayi. Mausi ne jaldi se nighty pehni, main paint pehna, darwaza khola toh Ramlal ji bole, "Bijli ka bill aaya hai, hisaab kar lete hain." Mausi apne kamre mein chali gayi jaise kuch hua hi na ho, par unki aankhon mein woh dar aur masti dono the. Us din ke baad hum aur zyada savdhaan ho gaye, par aag aur bhadak gayi.

Aakhri hafta aaya. Coaching khatm, exam ho gaya. Mausi ka chehra utra hua tha. "Prakash ka phone aaya tha," unhone ek raat kaha, hum dono bistar par nange lipte the, "woh agle mahine aa rahe hain, chhutti par. Phir main wapas gaon chali jaaungi." Maine unhe kas kar pakad liya. "Toh yeh aakhri raat hai?" maine poocha. "Aakhri nahi," unhone kaha, meri aankhon mein dekhkar, "bas is ghar ki aakhri. Baaki zindagi toh padi hai, Sameer."

Us raat humne teen baar chudai ki. Pehli baar dheere dheere, ek doosre ke badan ka har hissa yaad karte hue. Doosri baar tez, jaise waqt se lad rahe hon. Teesri baar subah ke chaar baje, jab mausi jaane ke liye taiyaar thi, suitcase band tha, auto neeche khada tha. "Ek baar aur," unhone kaha, aur hum bathroom mein ghus gaye. Jaldi jaldi, kapde aadhe utaare, unhe wash basin par bithakar, lund andar, tez dhakke, dono ka jhadna ek saath, aur phir alvida.

Auto mein baith-te waqt mausi ne mera haath dabaaya, sabke saamne nahi, chhupkar. "Doha se Prakash aayenge, phir gaon, phir wahi zindagi," unhone dheere se kaha, "par yeh do mahine meri zindagi ke sabse zinda din the. Aur sun, agle saal phir exam hai, samjha?" Woh hansi, auto chala gaya, aur main chhat par khada dekhta raha jab tak auto mod na mud gaya. Mere kamre ka darwaza ab bhi khula hai, aur chhat par do cup chai ab bhi banti hai, ek mere liye, ek intezaar ke liye.