Anjaan Aunty Ki Chut Ki Pyaas Bujhayi

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Dosto, Main aapka Aghori.. Aaj phir aapke liye ek nayi kahani le kar aaya hoon.

Meri peechli kahani aap sabhi ke dwaara kaafi pasand ki gayi thi aur uske kaafi email bhi aaye thay, Uske liye aap sab ka tahe-dil se shukriya.
Aap jab mere baare mein sab jaante hain to main seedhe hi apni kahani par aata hoon.

Main apne Bhai ko uske school se lekar aata hoon, Baat December ki hai, Ek din jab main use school se lene gaya.. To ek Aunty bhi apne bachhe ko lene aayi huyi thin.

Maine unko dekha.. Unhone bhi mujhe dekha. Maine socha kisi kaam se aayi hogin.. Kyonki maine pahle kabhi unko nahin dekha tha.
Wo lagbhag 27-28 saal ki aurat lag rahi thi. Bhari chhaati.. Uthi huyi gaand aur thoda mota sa pet.. Wo saree mein ekdum item bomb lag rahi thi.. Aur lagti bhi kyon nahin.. Thi bhi bahut sundar..

Main apne Bhai ko uski class se lene chala gaya. Jab aaya to wo Aunty wahin baithi thi aur meri taraf hi dekh rahi thi.
Yehi silsila 2-3 din tak chalta raha wo roj meri taraf dekhti aur main bhi usko laalsa se dekhta.

Phir ek din main thoda jaldi aaya.. Us din main college se jaldi free ho gaya tha. Aaj maine socha ki is Aunty se kuch baat karke dekhte hai.. Agar baat ki to kuch samajh mein aayega.. Kyonki wo kisi se baat bhi nahin karti thi.

Main school gaya.. To wo Aunty wahaan thi. Maine pahle uppar waale ko ‘thank’ bola phir Aunty ke paas jaa kar baith gaya.
Aaj bhi wo mujhe dekh rahi thi.. Maine socha kuch baat ki jaaye..

Abhi main kuch poochta.. Utne mein hi Aunty ne poochha- Bhai ko lene aaye ho?

Main- Haan aur aap? Wo boli- Main bete ko lene aayi hoon.
Wo boli- Kaun si class mein hai tumhara Bhai? Main- Fifth mein.. Aur aapka ladka?

Wo- Fourth mein hai. Phir Aunty ne poocha- Kya karte ho tum?
Main- Aunty main study karta hoon! Aunty- College mein?

Main- Haan Aunty, Aur aap? Aunty- Main ek house wife hoon.

Phir main aur Aunty ek-do week tak yoon hi milte aur saadharan baaten karte rahe aur kabhi-kabhi to chhutti ke baad bhi baaten karte rahae thay.

Phir ek din Aunty bolin- Main ab kal se nahin aaungi. Main bola- Kyon?
Wo bolin- Ab kal se iske Papa lene aayenge.

Main kuch udaas sa ho gaya aur kuch nahin bola.. Bas munh neeche karke baith gaya.

Aunty ne poocha- Kya hua Aghori? Main- Kuch nahin..
Aunty- Thoda upset sa kyon ho gaya? Main- Nahin.. Arre baat to poori sun pagle..

Main- Haan bolo.. Aunty- Too mujhe apna mobile number de. Main- Kyon??
Aunty- Whatsapp par baat karenge na baabu. Main- Okay okay..

Phir humne number exchange kar liye.. Hum log roj raat ko baaten karne lage.

Ek din Aunty ne poocha- Aghori teri koi girlfriend hai? Main bola- Kahaan Aunty.. Single hoon!
Aunty- Jhooth mat bol too.. Main- Aunty girlfriend hoti.. To aap se itni baat thodi kar paata.

Aunty- Haan ye baat to hai.. Ek baat bolun Aghori? Main- Haan bolo na..
Aunty- I love you Aghori.. Main- Aunty aise majaak pasand nahin mere ko..

Aunty- Pagle.. Main majaak nahin kar rahi hoon sachhi.. ‘I love you..’
Main- Achha sach mein..! Aunty- Haan..

Phir hum kuch dino tak pyaar muhabbat ki baaten karte rahe.

Ek din Aunty ne bola- Darling, Chhota Aghori chahiye. Main- Main kuch samjha nahin jaan..
Aunty- I need a baby by you.. Main- Par tum to shaadishuda ho na..

Aunty- Haan.. To kya hua.. Mujhe chahiye chahiye chahyie.. Main- Achha theek hai baba..
Aunty- Kal noon mein mere ghar aa jaana.. Main- Achha theek hai.

Agle din noon mein main uske ghar chala gaya. Usne black color ki net ki saree pahni huyi thi.
Dekh kar main bola- Jaan aaj to ekdum item bomb lag rahi ho.. Maine ek flying kiss diya..

Wo boli- Darling abhi bedroom mein to chalo.. Main bola- Kyon husband se maar khilaaogi?
Wo boli- Nahin yaar.. Husband ke saath cricket match kheloongi.

Husband ke saath khelna tha.. To mere ko kya darshak banaya hua hai.
Wo boli- Nahin jaanu.. Aap hi to mere husband ho. Main bola- Achha..!

Wo boli- Haan ab chalo kamre mein.. Phir main kamre mein chala gaya.. Usne mere ko dhakka de kar bistar par gira diya.
Phir mujhko kiss karne lagi. Kabhi honthon par.. Kabhi sir par.. Kabhi gaal par.. Paaglon ke jaise mujhse chipatne lagi.

Main bola- Jaan kya hua.. Yoon paaglon ki tarah kyon choome jaa rahi ho.
Wo boli- Jaan bahut din se pyaasi hoon aaj is banjar zameen ko hara-bhara kar do please..

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