Mera naam Haris hai. Faisalabad ke ek private college mein padhta hu. College life normal si hai. Dost, classes aur kabhi secret baatein jo hum ladke aapas mein karte hai. Lekin meri life mein ek naya twist aa gaya hai.
Meri mummy Hiba, unki age 38 saal hai. Lekin dekhne mein bilkul 28-30 ki lagti hai. Height almost 5 feet 7 inches, figure bahut attractive – slim waist, full hips aur perfectly shaped breasts jo har kapde mein highlight hote hai. Lambe wavy black hair jo uske kandhon tak aate hai, fair skin, sharp eyes aur wo natural smile jo har kisi ko attract karti hai.
Personality wise wo bahut friendly aur open-minded hai. Ghar mein hum bahut freely baat karte hai. Barely kisi cheez se rokti hai. Friends se easily milne jata hu. Baba Germany mein job karte hai. To ghar mein sirf hum dono he rehte hai.
mummy hamesha ghar pe bore hoti rehti thi. Isliye unhone decide kiya ki wo mere college mein English teaching shuru karengi. College management ne unki qualification dekh kar accept kar liya.
College mein unka pehla din tha. Subah main college jaane laga, to mummy exited thi aur kaha-
Mummy: Beta, aaj college mein milte hai. And tension nahi lo, main kisi ko nahi bataungi ke aap mere bete ho. Normal student ki tarah treat karungi.
Wo ready ho chuki thi black aur colorful printed salwar kameez pehni hui thi. Wo dress unke curves ko perfectly highlight kar rahi thi. Dupatta kandhe pe loosely rakha hua tha, aur unhone wedge heels pehni thi (black nail polish) aur bahut pyari lag rahi thi.
College pahunch kar normal classes shuru hui. mummy ka period hamari class mein break se pehle 5th tha. Jab wo andar aayi, poori class chup ho gayi . Ladke ghoor rahe the. mummy ne confidently greet kia I’m your new English teacher, Miss Hiba.
Thode intro ke baad mummy ne lesson start kiya, voice clear aur sweet. Wo bahut ache se padha rahi thi- grammar, vocabulary, examples. Maine notice kiya ke wo mujhe bhi bilkul normal treat kar rahi thi. Koi extra smile koi special attention nahi de rahi thi.
Unke period ke baad break time tha. Class khatam hone ke baad jab main baahar nikal raha tha. Corridor mein mere classmates khade the aur keh rahe the “Yaar wo new English teacher… Miss Hiba… bahut hot hai yaar figure dekha? Salwar-kameez mein bhi kitni sexy lag rahi hai. Bilkul friendly lagti hai. Open minded type ki lagti hai.”
Koi nahi jaanta tha ki wo meri mummy thi. Meri mummy ki discussion sun ke main chup-chaap sunta raha aur shyness, proud, aur humiliation ki mix feelings thi. Ghar jaake hamne khaana khaaya. Normal baatein ki.
Mummy ne poocha: Maine theek padhaya?
I said: Yes, aur aap confident thi.
Wo kaafi khush thi. Next day bhi mummy ne salwar kameez pehni thi. But white color ki with beige flats. Class mein lesson complete karne ke baad wo apni chair pe baith gayi, legs cross kiye, ek foot thoda aage. Uski beige flats clearly visible the. Wo pointed toes, gold studs wali strap jo unke bare feet ke upar tightly baithi thi. Paon ki shape perfect thi.
Mera best friend Ibrahim mere paas baitha tha. Hum dono hamesha freely baat karte hai sex, fantasies, abuse sab. (Use girls ke feet bahut pasand hai) Wo suddenly mere face ki taraf jhuk ke bola, “Haris, dekha Miss Hiba ke paon? Kitne sexy hai yaar. Imagine kar agar wo apne shoes utaar ke feet mere muh pe rakh de. Unki heels mein unke paon smell karu. Kitna maza aayega.”
Maine ye keh ke chup karwa diya: Mam baahar nikaal dengi. Chup kar jao.
Fir Ibrahim chup ho gaya. Lekin mummy ko dekhta jaa raha tha. Uski baatein sun ke main hard ho gaya. Control karne ki koshish ki, lekin nahi ho raha tha. Ibrahim fir se bola, “Yaar wo open minded lagti hai. Agar chance mila to poochu ke ‘Miss, aapki heels kitne comfortable hai?’ aur fir unke feet ko praise karu?
Main muskuraya aur bola: Bas kar do yaar. Main nahi hu feet mein interested.
Class khatam hone ke baad break time mein staff office ke paas se guzra. Andar se mummy ki awaaz aayi. Mummy wahan kuch male teachers ke saath frankly baat kar rahi thi. Unka dupatta unki godi (lap) mein tha. Boobs ka shape salwar kameez ke upar se clearly dikhayi de raha tha aur paon table pe rakhe hue the.
Wo hassi-mazaak kar rahi thi “Sir aap to bahut funny hai.” wagaira. Teachers bhi enjoy kar rahe the. Mummy ki open personality wahan bhi dikhayi de rahi thi.
Ghar pahunch kar hum dono drawing room mein baith gaye. Mama ne apna dupatta side pe rakh diya aur relax ho kar couch pe baith gayi. Legs cross kiye, ek foot thoda aage. Main unke saamne baith gaya.
Mummy ne poocha: Kaisa guzra aapka din Haris?
Mane kaha: Acha guzra.
Mummy ne poocha: Koi complaint to nahi (Apne paon ko rub karte hue)?
Unki voice friendly thi.
Main: Mummy aap class mein bahut ache se padhati hai. Sab students impressed the. Balki kuch ladke aapke baare mein baat kar rahe the. Ki aap bahut beautiful hai aur friendly bhi.
Maine thoda hesitate kiya lekin bata diya. mummy hass padi.
Mujhe uncomfortable dekh ke unhone kaha: Ye sab to normal hai beta. College ke ladke aise hi hote hai. Main to enjoy kar rahi hu teaching ko. Ghar pe bore ho jati thi. Ab acha lag raha hai.
Thodi der baad mummy nahane chali gayi aur main apne room mein chala gaya. Poore din ke thoughts dimag mein ghoom rahe the. Mummy ki teaching style. Uski salwar kameez mein body. Ibrahim ki feet aur shoes wali baatein. Staff room mein dupatta lap pe.
Maine shoes pants underwear utaar diye aur bed pe let gaya. Fir apna dick haath mein pakad liya. Soch raha tha mummy ke baare, feet ke baare mein. Unke beige footwear, uske sexy toes, aur wo friendly smile. Haath upar-neeche karne laga.
“Mummy… aap itni hot kyun hai? Poora scene replay kar raha tha. Class mein uski legs cross kiye. Ibrahim ki dirty talk. Jhatke tez hote gaye. Last mein mummy ke paon imagine karke zor se discharge ho gaya. Cum mere pet pe gir gaya. Main utha, saaf kiya, aur change karke khaana khaane chala gaya.
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