Birthday per Bua ki garam chudai
Rohan, 19 saal ka yuva tha, lekin uski umar ki ladkiyon mein interest na hone ke bajaay, milf auraton mein zyada interest tha. Mummy-Papa dono working hone ki wajah se, woh bachpan se hi apna zyada samay apni bua Kavita ke saath bita karta tha. Kavita, 41 saal ki, sawli rang ki aurat thi jo zyada tar saari ya salwar-kameez pehanti thi. Kavita ka divorce aaj se 10 saal pehle hua tha kyunki uske pati ka kisi aur ke saath affair chal raha tha. Rohan ke papa ne Kavita ke divorce ke baad use rehne ke liye ek 1BHK ka flat kharidwa diya tha. Kavita ka flat aur Rohan ka flat paas mein tha. Isliye Rohan zyada samay unke paas rehta tha. Kavita ka bhi Rohan ki vajah se man behal jaata tha. Rohan ko Kavita pe bachpan se hi crush tha, lekin dheere-dheere uska yeh crush gehra hota gaya. Ab woh Kavita ko apni bua ke nazar se nahi, balki ek aurat ke nazar se dekhne laga tha. Woh jab bhi Kavita ke ghar jaata, use niharta rehta tha. Kabhi-kabhi jab Kavita jhukti, to woh uska cleavage chup-chupke dekh leta tha. Agar kabhi uski bra ka strap dikhta, to woh Kavita ko ussi bra mein imagine karne lagta. Rohan jab bhi Kavita ke ghar se lautta, to woh uske baare mein soch-soch ke hilta tha. Magar ab Rohan ne soch liya tha ki woh apni feelings Kavita ko bata dega. Rohan ka birthday nazdeek tha, to usne socha ki apne birthday ke hi din woh apne pyar ka izhaar karega. Rohan ke birthday wale din, Mummy-Papa dono ne use wish kiya aur kaam par chale gaye. Rohan thoda niraash tha ki uske parents aaj bhi uske liye samay nahi nikaal paaye, lekin woh khush tha kyunki usse pata tha ki koi aur hai jo uska birthday celebrate karna chahta hai. Woh Kavita ke ghar gaya, jahan Kavita use muskurake gale lagakar wish karti hai. Kavita: “Happy Birthday, Babu!” Rohan: “Thank you, Bua.” Kavita: “Andar aaja… aaj tera favorite khana banaya hai.” Rohan aur Kavita dono room mein gaye. Kavita ne use kheer khilayi, phir poori aur aloo ki sabzi parosi. Rohan ka man to Kavita ka utsaah dekhke hi bhar gaya tha. Dono ne phir bhar pet khana khakar living room mein jaake baat karna shuru ki. Kavita khushi se bata rahi thi ki Rohan kitna bada ho gaya hai aur ab smart aur handsome ho gaya hai, jisse sunke Rohan thoda sharma gaya. Kavita: “Ek second… tera gift leke aati hoon.” Kavita room mein gayi aur ek gift-wrapped box leke aayi. Usne Rohan ko woh box diya. Kavita: “Yeh le… ab bada ho gaya hai. Ab khilonon se tera mann kaise bharega?” Rohan ne jab box khola, to usmein ek branded watch thi. Rohan: “Thank you, Bua… lekin yeh ghadi toh bahut mehengi hogi.” Kavita: “Are, tu uski tension mat le… meri kuchch savings hai.” Rohan khade hokar Kavita ko gale se laga leta hai. Kavita muskurati hai aur uski peeth thap-thapati hai. Kavita: “Ab iss saal koi girlfriend bana le… varna bua ke saath hi rehna padega.” Kavita yeh kehke has deti hai. Rohan Kavita ki taraf dekhta hai. Rohan: “Bua, mujhe aapse kuch batana tha.” Kavita: “Bolo?” Rohan: “Pehle promise karo ki aap gussa nahi karogi.” Kavita: “Are, main apne babu par gussa kyun karungi? Bata, kya hua?” Rohan: “Bua, mujhe aap bahut pasand ho. Bua ke jaise nahi, balki girlfriend ke jaise.” Kavita muskurati hai. Kavita: “Are pagle… ab apni bua ko hi girlfriend banaega kya? Chinta mat kar… tujhe bahut mil jaayegi teri umar ki.” Rohan ne apne haath Kavita ke kamar par rakh diye. Rohan: “Lekin Bua… mujhe bas aap chahiye.” Kavita: “Babu, aisa mazaak theek nahi.” Rohan: “Bua, kya aap mujhe pasand nahi karti?” Kavita: “Babu, yeh kya bol rahe ho? Main tumse bahut pyar karti hoon, lekin main teri bua hoon aur tu mera pyara bhatija. Ek second baith aur meri baat sun.” Kavita aur Rohan dono sofa par baithe gaye. Kavita: “Ab mujhe bata… kya baat hai?” Rohan: “Agar maine aapko bataya to aap pakki nahi daantogi na?” Kavita: “Nahi daantungi, baba. Ab batao.” Rohan: “Jab bhi aap mere paas baithti ho ya jhukti ho, aur mujhe aapka cleavage dikh jaata hai, mera khada ho jaata hai. Main aapko bina kapdon ke imagine karne lagta hoon aur aapko touch karne ka mann karta hai.” Kavita: “Accha ji… matlab hamara babu sachmein bahut bada ho gaya hai. Chinta mat kar… yeh aam baat hai… sab ke saath hi hota hai.” Rohan: “Nahi, Bua… sirf woh baat nahi. Main aapse sachmein bahut pyar karta hoon.” Kavita ko yeh sunke achha laga aur uske chehre par ek halki si muskaan aa gayi. Rohan ne Kavita ki taraf dekha to notice kiya ki hug karne ke baad Kavita ki saari thodi slip ho gayi thi, jisse uska cleavage dikh raha tha. Rohan ka uska cleavage dekhke khada hona shuru ho gaya. Kavita ne woh notice kiya. Kavita ne aankhein pher li, lekin Rohan se aur raha nahi gaya. To usne Kavita ka haath pakra aur apne lund ke upar ragadne shuru kar diya. Rohan: “Aah, Bua! Aur raha nahi ja raha… please Bua… please!” Kavita: “Lekin—” Rohan ne apni pant utaar di aur uska lund seedha Kavita ke haath mein aa gaya. Uska shakt khada lund dekhke Kavita ko ek alag si bechani hui. Jab Rohan ne notice kiya ki Kavita ne abhi bhi uska lund pakad rakha tha, to woh uske chehre ke paas jaake jald se uske hothon par kiss kar diya. Kavita surprise ho gayi. Rohan: “Mmmh.” Kavita ke hoth bahut soft the. Rohan ne Kavita ka chehra pyar se pakadkar uske honth aur muh chatne shuru kar diye. Kavita use piche dhakelna chahti thi, lekin Rohan use choomne mein itna magan tha ki woh dhakel nahi paayi. Kavita ko samajh aa gaya tha ki ab uska babu mard ban gaya hai jo ab uska pyaasa hai. Kiss karte waqt Rohan ne Kavita ka pallu hatakar uske upar char gaya. Woh uske gaal, gardan, seena, har jagah kiss karne shuru kar diya. Kavita ko itna pyaar saalon mein pehli baar mehsoos hua tha. Ab woh Rohan ko chaah kar bhi rok nahi paa rahi thi. Rohan ne uski blouse aur phir uski bra utaari aur uske boobs ke saath khelne shuru kar diya. Kavita: “Aahhh!” Rohan ne uske boobs kas ke pakde aur bacchon ki tarah uske nipple chatne aur choosne shuru kar diye. Chooste waqt usne Kavita ki saari kholi aur petticoat ka nara khulte hi Kavita ko poora nanga kar diya.