CHAPTER- 2
MAAMI AND HALEEM
My Maami (My mom’s brother’s wife) was a fair maiden. Even though she didn’t have tits as giant as my Mummy Kamla, they were big enough to get our house derogately named as ‘Dairy’ amongst the society perverts. Apart from being big, you could just tell by looking at her how soft and tender her flesh was. When she drank water, you could feel it going down her throat just by looking at her. I used to long for a look of her cleavage just to see the clear green veins on her incredibly soft looking pair of tits.
Personality wise Maami couldn’t be farther from Mummy. While mummy was a dignified, traditional woman, Maami even though married in a traditional household, had longing for more modern ideas, and maybe that’s why she was easy to sway. Otherwise mostly reserved, She became giddy and started giggling and talking like a teenage girl with Haleem when he mentioned she looked like the actress Samantha. She didn’t even know who Samantha was, she was just immediately excited by the talk of movies after so much time (in 7 years of her marriage, no person in the house or village except me had ever talked to her about movies and known who excited she was about this subject. So, just by luck, Haleem struck gold at his first try at chatting with her) and the idea of her looking like an actress.
“Ohooo… come on, I don’t look like her” She said playfully.
“Oh you do, you look ditto like her. Even your smile is exactly like hers”
She did look like her. Infact, nobody would know it better than Haleem, who was an extremely big fan of Samantha. More than just a fan, he was her fapper. His lust for Samantha knew no bounds. Everyone knew he wanted to become an actor. But they thought it was just to escape studies and roam around like a stray with his friends on that bike of his. Society people saw him as a bad influence on their children. He had a thin but a gym body with abs and he used to wear really tight t shirts which showed a lot of cleavage. But the real reason he wanted to become an actor was known by only a few- Samantha. He wanted to go to bombay and do movies with Samantha.
“What movies she has been in? You know when I used to be in school, we used to watch movies on Tv by DVD players, and there used to be no Samantha Famantha back then. I watched Kuch Kuch Hota Hai eight times, can you believe it? Like eight times!!!!”
“Don’t say her name like that” Haleem interrupted her yapping.
“Ohoooo someone is possessive about Samantha Famantha” She said teasing him.
“You know I only want to become an actor so that I can go to bombay and act alongsie her in movies” and that’s how their conversation started.
It was on the same day I sw Mummy getting railed by Uncle Sandeep that she lied to mom for the first time, that she was going out for some classes, when in fact she was going to watch the movie Pushpa with haleem. Haleem had promised her that the first time he watches a samantha movie it should be on the big screen and had practically begged her to come along with him.
She wore a tight light pink kurta which accentuated her tiny waist and pushed her cleavage out, and over the c;eavage she put a transpaent dupatta so that there was no obstruction of the view. She wore a legging underneath and when she sat on Haleem’s sideseat, for a mini second he could see her butt with that legging on and he knew he was going to assfuck her today no matter what.
The movie started and during the whole movie Maami would lean in. towards him and aske Where is Samantha in the movie and get intoxicated by really arousing perfume of his.
“Just wait” He would say.
“I think Samantha is on her day off”
“Just wait”
“I dressed up and came here for nothing”
“Just wait”
And then the famous item song started and on the screen flashed Samantha’s face and the crowd erupted like volcano. Not until this moment did Maami realised that there weren’t many women in the theatre.
There was Samantha seductively dancing on an arousing score, swaying her hips, showing her naked sweaty waist for hundreds of eyes to feast, and Haleem’s eyes were locked in on Maami’s face.
“Ahhhh Samantha……Ahhhhhh Samantha” Some gooner in the backseat had his dick out and was loudly moaning her name.
“Ahhhh Samantha…. Ahhhh Samantha” Haleem started imitating him, still looking at Maami. Maami was blushing hearing him say that.
“Oh stop it!” She said under her hot breathe but playfully.
“Oh Samntha…..Ahhhhhhh Samantha” Slowly Haleem’s imitating droned into real moaning, his eyes still locked on the pretty face of my maami.
His right hand went and grabbed her left hand. Maami was reluctant but let him do it..
“Ahhhh Samanthaaahhhhhh” he said and unzipped his pants.
This time Maami knowingly ignored him. She was so invested in ignoriung him that she didn’t notice that the guy on the left side had pulled her dupatta away from her chest and was jerking his cock with her dupatta over it.
Haleem took her hand and placed it on his rock hard cock. Maami felt a little in the dark and then sprang up on her feet like she had just touched a live snake.
He took her hand and pulled her back and again put her hand on his cock.
“No… I can’t do this Haleem. You are only 18” She said
“I’m glad your refusal is because of my age and not because you come from a respectable family and are married” He said grinning obnoxiously.
Maami felt a pang of shame throught her body.
“I’m sure it’s because he couldn’t give you what you needed”He said, softly in her ear “As for my age, I’m mature beyong my hears. Just look at my lund (cock) does it look like a cock of a boy or a man?” Haleem said, putting her soft hand once again on his cock.
This time Maami let it say there for a couple of seconds, and then like kicking the delicate heap of respect our family, our clan, caste etc had earned throught the years with her bare foot, she grabbed it. But it was so hard to make her fingers and thumb meet, she had to squeeze it a little to do so.
Maami was scared to feel the size of that dick. She couldn’t see it properly in the dark. Her lips trembled with fear. And then suddenly she felt another pair of lips upon hers. A little bit drier than her but much more savage. They just took her soft lips as soft as rose petals and started sucking on them viciously. For the first time in the evening it was Maami who moaned.
“Ahhhhh…..”
“Samanthaahhhhh” Maami heard the voice but it wasn’t Haleem’s. And before she knew it she felt another pair of hands around her fair neck and a hot breathe.
She wanted to resist the kiss and know what was happening but was too deep in the pleasure to do that.
“Ma’m we too love Samantha” This was the third voice. His hand was over her chest, and could feel her loud thumping heratbeat.
“They are my friuends” Haleem said, breaking the kiss and looking into her eyes.
“I don’t want to do this” Maami said “I don’t want to ruin my family’s reputation like that”
And just that, like attracted to a magnet, Haleem’s hand raeched inside her leggings, inside her panties.”
“Oh really. They why is it a mess down there?” Haleem pulled his hand and showed his wet hand to her.
“Doing what you want will not ruin your family’s reputation” The voice from behind her said. “It will only empower you”
“Look how Samantha is dancing like a whore, but her reputation stays as it is” Haleem said.
Maami was too entoxicated by the environment to be able to think clearly. She was also one of those secretly horny people.
“I don’t want to do this” She said once again and immediately started sucking on the hand smeared by her juices.
Before she knew, her leggings were down her knees and her thighs shined like moon in the dark theatre, one tit was hanging outside the kurta being mauled by the guy in the right and the guy behing was pulling her by her hair, pulling her head behind from over the seats and was smooching her upside down. She was half standing half sitting in this position and Haleems’s finger were down her snatch and she was squirting like crazy on the next seat, sitting on which was a guy who was too afraid to look back.
The guy in the back planted a little slap on her soft face, redding her entire face and she squirted like a waterfall.
“Oh so you like it hmmm?” The guy in the right said and viciouskly slapped her right tit. She would have screamed had her mouth not been inside the guy in the back.
The guy in the back left her and immediately Haleem pulled her mouth to his sock and thrusted it down her throat. She started sucking it even though only one foourth of his cock could go inside her mouth. She was gwaking so loud the people in front started becoming suspicious. One guy even looked back and then smiled at Haleem and then went back to watching the movie.
The guy in the right tookk her cum smeared dupatta and putting over her forehead and eyes started pulling her back as she sucked Haleem’s dock, and he put his dick inside her snatch. That guy had never tasted a pussy so tight that he came inside her in two pushes. Haleem came inside her mouth which she gladly drank like she has been a whore for years and as for the guy in the behind he prematurely came inside his own hand.
Just to give you more information about the characters in the story, the guy sitting behind was none other than me!
But there was another guy in the theatre who was secretly watching all this unfold, not saying anything and just quietly shooting.
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