Adultery Meri mummy gair mardon ke saath

[incest_cuck]

Hello! Mera naam Shekhar hain. Meri umar kariban 20 saal hain aur main Kolkata ka rehne wala hoon. Yeh kahaani meri mummy Shikha ki hain. Meri mummy ek housewife hain aur unki umar 42 saal hain. Who kaafi khoobsurat hain, unka rang gora hain aur chehre pe ek bhi daag nahi hain aur seene mein bhi bohot ki kam daag ya til hain. Unke honth Priyanka Chopra ki tarah mote mote aur fule hue hain, jo ki unki khoobsurti ko aur bhi barah deti hain. Humara parivaar zyada bada nahi hain – sirf main, meri Mummy aur mere Papa hain. Hamare paas kaafi paisa hain kyunki Papa ek bohot bade company mein Chief Mechanical Engineer ka kaam karte hain. Lekin unhe kaam ki wajah se kaafi time sheher se bahar rehna parta hain. Mahine mein ek ya do baar hi ghar aa paate hain, aur 2-3 din rehke wapas kaam pe chale jaate hain.
     
Meri mummy ka figure bohot hi sexy hain. Unke sizes hain: 36DD-30-40. Unke mamme itni umar hone ke bawajood bhi bilkul jhuke nahi, aur kaafi tight aur fule hue hain. Jab bhi mummy ghar pe hoti hain, woh bra nahi pehenti, aur iske karan, kabhi-kabhar unke nipples unke blouse ya nighty ke upar se hi saaf dikh jaate hain. Lekin mere hisab se unke sharir ka sabse kaamuk hissa aur koi nahi balki unki gaand hain. Itni moti gaand hain unki – jaise pichware ke andar do bade bade pake hue tarbooj rakhe ho. Aur jab woh chalti hain tab unke gaand aise kaamuk tarike se hilte hain….jaise mano samundar ke lehre ho. Unki naabhi bhi kaafi gehri hain aur jab bhi woh saree pehenti hain, unki nangi pet ke center mein naabhi zaroor dikh jaati hain. Aur woh nazaara jab bahar ke log dekhte hain toh apne aankhein us me se hata nahi paate.
 
Mujhe apni mummy se bohot pyaar hain, jaise ki har santaan ko apni mummy se hoti hain. Lekin maine kabhi apni mummy ko vaasna ki nazar se nahi dekha. Lekin ye baat bhi saach hain ke kabhi-kabhar maine sapne main apni mummy ko papa ke doston ke saath maze karte hue dekha hain aur isse mujhe kaafi mazaa bhi aata hain.  
  
Parantu meri mummy ek bohot hi nishtavan aur wafaadar housewife hain. Lekin woh kaafi masoom aur naram dil ki aurat hain, jo kisi ke bhi baat pe aasani bharosa kar leti hain. Aur iss baat ka shayad logon ne kaafi fayda bhi uthaya hain – jo aapko is kahaani ke zariye pata chalega.
 
 
Khair jo bhi ho! Ab main aata hoon kahani pe:
 
Kuchi hafton pehle ki baat hain. Garmi kaafi bar rahi thi aur uss wajah se log pasine mein doob rahe the. Aise hi ek din mummy ne tay kiya ke woh bazaar ja ke kuch sabziya aur mutton layegi. Subah subah unhone mujhe nashta karne ke liye niche bulaya. Woh ek gulaabee rang ki nighty pehni hui thi, jo ki unki kaamuk figure pe kaafi tight lag rahi thi. Ghar pe mummy zyadatar nighty hi pehenti thi aur woh bhi bina bra ya panty ke, jaise ki maine aap logon ko pehle bataya. Uss din jo nighty unhone pehna tha usse unke curves kaafi achi tarah se naazar aa rahe the. Aur bra na pehenne ki wajah se, ek toh unke nipples nighty ke upar se saaf dikh rahe the, aur doosri baat yeh thi doston ke jab bhi woh chal rahi thi – unke chalne ke karan unke boobs bhi kaafi kaamuk tarike se hil rahe the. Upar se panty na pehnne ke karan, unki gaand bhi har ek kadam par kaise sharaarti tarike se hil rahi thi, jaise ki dekhne wale ko chunautee de rahi ho – ke “aao, himmat hain toh chu ke dekho meri moti gaand ko! Sahas hain toh ek chutki kaat ke ya phir apne haath se masal ke dekho inn dono tarboojo ko!!” Main toh roz subha, shaam ye nazaara dekhta hoon, lekin phir bhi, haar baar meri aankhen mummy ko dekh ke fati ki fati reh jaati thi. Sach moch, kudrat ne bohot fursat se banai hain meri mummy ko.
 
Jab mera nashta khatam hua, tab mummy ne poocha, “Beta, mujhe zara bazaar jana hain. Agar koi aaye toh unhe bithana aur bata dena ke mummy kuch der baad lautegi, theek hain?” Maine ‘haan’ mein sar hilaya, aur phir woh apne room mein change karne ke liye chali gayi.
 
Thodi der baad jab mummy wapas room se bahar ayi, tab unhe dekh ke mera mooh khula ka khula reh gaya. Woh ek laal rang ki chiffon saree pehni hui thi aur uske niche ek gahre laal rang ki blouse. Magar unki saree itni patli thi ke jaise woh suraj ki roshni mein ja padi, waise mano ke unke saree ka upadi hissa lagbhag transparent si ho gayi. Uske ilawa, blouse unhone itna kas ke pehna tha, jaise lag raha tha ke unke bade bade rasile aam kabhi bhi blouse phad ke bahar aa sakte hain.
 
Maine jhatke se poocha, “Aap yeh pehenke jaogi bahar?”
 
Mummy ne bhi sar neeche kar ke apni saree ko ache tarike se dekha aur jawab mein poocha, “Kyun? Kya burai hain is saree main, bata toh zara?”
 
Age badhne se pehle, doston mujhe ek baat aap logon ko batani zaroori hain. Jis bazaar ki meri mummy baat kar rahi hain, woh ek bastee jaise area mein hain. Waha pe sabziwale, fal bechne wale, kasaee, machhuaarein, vagairah vagairah, sab ek dusre ke paas, raaste ke dono side pe, zameen pe bethke cheezein bechte hain. Woh kaafi gande kapde pehne hote hain aur unki niyat unke poshak aur roop se bhi zyada gande hain. Woh kaafi tagde aur kathor kisam ke insaan hote hain. Unke zuban kaafi kadwi hoti hain aur jab woh baat karte hain, toh mooh se kaafi badhboo bhi aati hain.
 
Kuchi dino pehle ki baat hain. Ek shaam ko main jab college se ghar wapas laut raha tha, tab maine usi bazaar pe do aadmiyon ko baate karte hue suna. “Tujhe malum nahi, par in bade ghar ki aurto ke patiyon se mujhe bohot jalaan hoti hain re pyaare. Un saaliyon ke mamme dekhe hain tune?”
 
Toh dusra jawab deta hain, “Ha re Nayan. Unke doodh-bhare mamme ek hi insaan ke haathon daboochne se itne bade thodi hue honge? Mujhe toh lagta hain in kuttiyon ka bahar dusri mardo ke saath bhi taaka phira hain bhidu!!”
 
“Salim, ekbar agar esi bade ghar ki shaadishuda aurat kabu mein aajae na, toh choru nahi main uss sali ko! Uska bur chod chod ke manhole nahi bana diya, toh mera bhi naam Nayan Singh nahi!”
 
“Abey, tujhe woh gadraye jism waali auraat yaad hain? Arey wahi Guho gharane ki?” Yeh baat sunte hi mere dil ki dhadkane tez ho gayi. Woh kameena meri mummy ke baare mein baat kar raha tha.
 
“Sali randi! Use kaise bhul sakta hoon? Sene mein itne bade bade football jaise mamme liye ghumti hain. Mere paas ai thi do din pehle, tarbooj kharidne. Saali sene mein itne bade bade tarbooj hain, aur tarbooj kis liye chahiye?” – ye bol ke woh dono has pade. Mujhe unn dono par us waqt gussa toh aa hi raha tha, mere mummy ke bade mein aisi gandi gandi baatein kar rahe the woh. Lekin, mere liye h hairaanee ki baat ye thi, ke unke baatein sunke ke, meri choti si lulli bhi harkat karne lagi thi.
 
“Kuch din pehle who randi mere dukan bhi aayi thi. Saali itni blouse itni tight pehenti hain, ke uske upar ka ek hook tooth gaya tha, aur uske safed mammo ke beech ki daraar ache se dikh rahi thi. Use shayad malum nahi tha. Meri toh dekh ke haalath kharab ho chuki thi. Soch raha tha saali ka haath pakad ke dukan ke andar kheench loon aur ache se mammon ko daboch lu! Bohot mushkil se apne aap ko rok ke rakha tha, lekin meri ye 8-inch ke lohe ko rok nahi saka….woh toh dekh ke hi khada ho chuka tha!” – ye bol ke dono phir se hase. “Mere bagal mein mere bhanje Habib ki haalat bhi kharab ho chuki thi uss raand ke karname dekh ke. Uska lund bhi khada ho chuka hoga shayad.”
 
Mujhe unke baatein sunke yakeen nahi aa raha tha, ki yeh dono meri sundar, sushil aur saral mummy ke baare mein itni gandi baatein, itni aasani se kar sakte hain. Lekin unki baatein sunne mein mujhe mazaa bhi aa raha tha – yeh baat toh main bhi asveekaar nahi kar sakta.
 
“Kya baat kar raha hain re Salim?! Ha ha ha! Tu aur Habib dono shaayad uske baad ghar jake apni biwiyon ko maze se choda hoga phir? Woh bhi aisa ek drishya dekhne ke baad!” Main sunke hairan hua ke woh dono sirf meri mummy ke baare mein hi nahi, balki apni biwiyon ke baare mein bhi aisi gandi gandi baatein karte hain.
 
“Ab humare chotte ghar ki aurton ke paas itni mithaas, itni kaam-rass thodi hain? Umar ke saath saath meri biwi ki saari rass nikal chuki hain. Lekin inn bade ghar ki aurton mein lagta hai bohot rass jama hua hain, bohot mithaas hain inke hoton mein. Maa kasam, ekbar mauka miljaye inka rass-pan karne ka – toh mazaa aa jae!”
 
Dono aakhri bar ke liye has pade. Jaise hi unki baat samapth hui, maine apne pant ke upar se apne 5-inch ki khadi hui lulli ko chu ke dekha. Unki baatein sunke meri uttejana kuch zyada hi badh gayi thi. Maine wahi apni lulli nikali, unki nazroon se bahar, aur bas 5-6 baar use hilane se hi lulli mein se paani nikal aayi. Maine uske baad khud ko sambhala, aur wapas ghar ke liye rawana ho gaya.

[sri7869]

Nice start

[Waseem990]

Ek ke sath affair rakhna

[singh.raj]

nice start

[Asli lund]

Mummy ko vahut pyar ku jarurat he papa vahar rahte he isliye mummy ka sath dena

[Aman34]

Maa chudwane a gya

[whocarez]

please continue

[crossdresser]

update

[Amino]

Nice story bro continue

[incest_cuck]

Jab main ye sab yaad kar raha tha, tab mummy ne mujse poocha, “Kya hua beta? Kis soch mein par gaye?”

Main jhat se jaag utha aur mummy se kaha, “Kuch nahi, mummy. Bas main yahi bolne wala tha ke main bhi chalta hoon tumhare saath bazaar. Tum itna samaan akele utha paogi.”

Meri mummy ye sun ke bohot khush ho gayi. Unhone mere gaal pe ek chutki kati aur haste hue kahi, “Arey mera laadla. Kinta khayal rakhta hain mummy ka. Theek hain, chal mere saath.”

Maine jaldi apne kapde badal liye aur hum dono bahar chal pade. Dhoop kaafi thi, par hum dono ke paas chatri thi, jise kholne ke karan, dhoop ki tezi thodi kam mahsoos ho rahi thi. Main mummy ke saath is liye jana chahta tha kiyuki mujhe unki fikar thi, khaas kar un dono – Salim aur Nayan – ki baatein sunne ke baad. Mujhe dar tha ki agar maine mummy ko akele bazaar jane diya toh who basti-wale unke saath kuch galat kar sakte hain. Shayad main iss bare mein kuch zyada hi soch raha tha, lekin doston akhir woh meri mummy hain aur unki fikar main nahi toh aur kaun karega. Raaste mein chalte chalte kaafi logo ke saath hamari mulakat hui. Maine bhi dhyan diya ke mummy ko raaste mein kaafi bande ghur ghur ke dekh rahe the. Aur mujhe achi tarah se malum tha kyun.

Mummy ki saree dhoop mein lagbhag transparent ho chuki thi. Unki chikni pet aur naabhi saree ke bhetar se bhi saaf dikh rahi thi. Upar se garmi ki wajah se woh pasine mein ek dam bheeg chuki thi aur unke laal rang ka blouse unke sharir ke saath ekdam chipak chuka tha. Isse unke mammon ke bich ki daraar aur bhi acche se dikhi ja rahi thi. Shukar is baat ka tha ke saree ke tahen ki wajah se kam se kam unke kamar ke neeche kuch dikh nahi raha tha.

Ab doston mujhe pata hain ke ye poshak kisi sabhya ghar ki shaadishuda aurat ko shayad shobha nahi deti. Lekin mujhe ye bhi maloom hain ki meri mummy ek nihayiti sharif aur nishthavan housewife hain. Unpe mujhe ya mere papa ko koi bhi shaq nahi tha. Parantu ye baat bhi sach hain ke woh kapdo ke mamle mein thodi bohot laaparavaah aur bholi hain. Unke hisab se duniya mein zyadatar log ache hote hain aur unpe bharosa na karna bewakoofi hain.

Hum jab bazaar pahuchne hi waale the, tab hamare ghar ke paas rehne waale ek aadmi ke saath hamari mulakat hui. Mummy unse baatein karne ke liye ruk gayi, lekin main kuch hadh tak aage badh gaya. Us aadmi ka naam Shyam hain aur woh ek retired military officer hain. Unki umar kuch 55 ke aas-paas hogi aur unka kadh lagbhag 6 foot ka tha. Woh dikhne main kaale aur kaafi badsoorat the aur unka pet kaafi bada tha. Unki daari kaafi khuradaree thi, mano jaise theek se shave nahi karte ho. Woh mummy ke saath baatein karte karte kabhi-kabhar unke mammon ke beech ki daraar par nazar daalte. Mummy bhi iss gustakhi ke liye unse kuch keh nahi rahi thi, bass apne aap hi bake ja rahi thi.

Thodi der baad, unhone kaha, “Acha didi aap jaiye sabzi-waghera kharid lijiye. Main aapse baad mein milne aaunga.” Yeh kehke uss saand jaise aadmi ne mummy ko ek shararti muskaan di, jise mummy ne ascharya ki nazron se dekha, aur phir who dono apne apne raste chal base. Jekin jaane se pehle, jab meri mummy mudi, tab woh aadmi bhi ghuma aur kuch second tak unhone mummy ke hilte hue gaand ko dekhke ke, phir se muskurake age ulti disha mein chalne laga. Mujhe Shyam Uncle ka bartaw dekh ke kuch theek nahi laga, lekin maine uss waqt mummy se kuch kaha nahi.    

Jab hum bazaar mein pravesh hue, tab kaafi log waha pahale se the. Hamari tarah woh bhi kharidaari karne aaye the. Bhir kaafi thi aur hume majbooran logon ko dhakka de de ke aage badhna par raha tha. Mujhe toh isme koi problem nahi ho rahi thi, lekin mummy badi duvidha mein padh chuki thi. Kyunki unke aas paas jitne bhi mard the – jawaan aur buddhe – sab mummy ke jism par halke se apne haath sekh rahe the. Mummy ko bhi pata chal chuka tha ki ye tharki janwar mauke ka fayda uthane ki koshish kar rahe the aur unhone jhat se apne stan’o ke upar haath rakh diya tha, taake koi galti se bhi unhe daba na sake. Lekin ye koshish bhi bekar thi kyunki jab unn badmasho ne jab unke mamme chune mein nakaam ho gaye, tab un logon ne unki gaand par haath ferna shuru kar diya tha. Mujhe unke liye bura toh bohot lag raha tha, lekin main unse kaafi door tha aur isi vajah se main kuch nahi kar pa raha tha. Upar se meri mummy ka yeh duvida-janak nazara dekh ke, meri lulli mein bhi mano praan aa gaye the. Usne bhi thirakna shuru kar diya tha.

Jaise taise kar ke hum dono jis sabziwale se milne jaa rahe the, uske paas akhirkar pohuch hi gaye. Lekin meri mummy ki haalat kaafi kharab ho chuki thi. Unke baal, jo unhone ghar se nikalne se pehle, ache se brush kiye the, woh kaafi hadh tak bikhar chuka tha…..unke saree ke piche ka hissa bhi kaafi khuradara ho chuka tha – mano jaise kisi ne unki gaand kass ke dabayi ho…..aur unki blouse ek kandhe se slip hoke shoulder pe atak gayi thi, jisse unka safed bra-strap nazar aa raha tha. Mummy bohot hi gusse mein lag rahi thi. Unhone jaldi se apni saree theek kari aur blouse ko shoulder se upar kiya, taake bra-strap phir se dhak jaaye. Unhone apna pallu bhi sahi se set kar diya mammon ke upar, taaki unki cleavage zyaada na dikhe.

Sabizwaale ne mummy ko yeh sab karte hue dekha aur woh bhi besharmo ki tarah ye nazara dekh ke ekbar muh band kar ke thoda-bohot hass liya. “Kyun Bhabiji? Kya kya chahiye bataiye?”, sabziwale ne poocha.            

Mummy ke peeche bheed jama ho rahi thi, isliye unhe jaldi batana pada, “Ek kheera, ek bangan, aur 250gm tamatar dena bhaiya jaldi…”

“Lekin Bhabhiji kheera kis liye chahiye? Bade bhaiya kahi bahar gaye huye hain kya?”, yeh bolke woh phir se hass para, apne gande, pele pele daant dikha ke. Mujhe samajh mein aa gaya ke woh kya kehne ki koshish kar raha tha. Aur itna hi nahi, usne itni zor se ye baat batayi thi, ke mummy ke piche khade rehne waale log bhi sabziwale ke iss sawal se hass pare. Sabko samaj aa gaya tha, lekin meri mummy bilkul ascharya thi – yani ki unhe sawal ka tyatparya samaj nahi aaya tha. Unhone ne badi hi masoomiyat se sabziwale se poocha, “Matlab? Tere bhaiya akele hi hain jinko kheera pasand hain kya?” Ye baat sunke, unke piche khade hue log dobara hass pade.

"Oh, maaf kijiye, Bhabhiji. Ab bataiye, aur kuch chahiye?"

Meri maa ne sabziwale ki tokri ke kone mein ek ajeeb si sabzi dekhi. Woh aakar mein papite jaisi thi, lekin kuch alag thi. "Woh kya hai?", usne apni baayein ungli uthakar poochha.

"Kaun sa?" Dukandaar idhar-udhar dekhne laga, yeh samajhne ki koshish karte hue ki woh kya ishara kar rahi thi.

Phir, bina kisi chetawani ke, woh apni kamar se jhuki aur apni ungli us sabzi par rakh di jo uske ghutno ke paas thi. Jaise hi usne aisa kiya, uska pallu uske kandhon se phisal kar zameen par gir gaya. Uske blouse se dhake hue stan aur gehri cleavage ab sabziwale ke apriyadarshi chehre se kuch inch ki doori par the.

"Yeh wala!...is sabzi ko kya kehte hain?"

Sabziwala jawab nahi de paya. Woh meri maa ki bhari hui cleavage aur uske pasine se bhare bagal ke beech apni nazar ghumane mein vyast tha, jahan ab uske blouse par ek geela dhabba ban gaya tha. Jab sabziwala usko besharmmi se ghoor raha tha, mujhe apna lund khada hota hua mehsoos hua. Main jaanta tha ki yeh sharmnaak tha aur mujhe apni maa ko chetawani deni chahiye thi, lekin kuch andar se chahta tha ki yeh jari rahe.

Sabziwala ne apni jeebh se apne sukhe honth geele kiye, uski aankhen meri maa ke ubhre huye stanon par tiki hui thi jo ab uske geele blouse se chipak gaye the. Uski saansein tezi se chal rahi thi, aur main dekh sakta tha ki uske patloon ke saamne ek ubhaar ban raha tha.

"B-bhabhiji," usne hichkichate hue kaha, "Yeh ek... vishesh prakar ki lauki hai. Bahut... ras bhari aur swadisht. Aap... aap ise apne haathon se chhu kar dekh sakti hain."

Meri maa, apni position se anjaan, muskurai aur apne haath ko aage badhaya. Jaise hi usne us sabzi ko chhua, sabziwale ne apna haath uske haath par rakh diya, uski ungliyaan meri maa ki ungliyaan ke beech mein ghusate hue.

"Dekho na, Bhabhiji," usne dheeme se kaha, "Kitni mulayam aur gol hai. Bilkul tumhari... matlab, bilkul perfect hai."

Achanak, meri maa ne dekha ki woh ganda aadmi kya dekh raha tha aur turant apne bade blouse-covered stanon ko pallu se dhak liya. Phir woh seedhi khadi ho gayi.

Sabziwale ne turant apni galti samajh li aur bola, "Woh squash kehlaata hai, Bhabhiji. Yeh yahan ka nahi hai. Agar aap chahen to ise ghar le jakar chakh sakti hain."

Meri maa sabziwale ke aise tarike se dekhne se bahut naraz thi. Usne gusse se kaha, "Mujhe tumhara squash nahi chahiye. Batao baaki sabziyon ka kitna hua."

Sabziwale ne phir use raashi batai, jiske baad usne use paise diye aur hum wahan se chale gaye. Maine jaldi se apne pairo ke beech dekha apni current halat dekhne ke liye. Mere lund ki khadapan chali gayi thi lekin mere pet ke andar ki bhavnaayein abhi bhi josh mein thi...

[Amino]

Hot update bhai waiting for more

[Asli lund]

Story mast he thukai bhi mast karwana

[Somnaath]

good one 

[The_Writer]

Ye kahani pahle padhi hui lag rahi hai. Bahut time pahle English Section me is kahani ko English me likha / post kiya gaya tha.  Bahut hi jabardast kahani tha. Long Story!

"My Mom's Treatment at the Hands of the Commoners."

[Amino]

Ye kahani pahle padhi hui lag rahi hai. Bahut time pahle English Section me is kahani ko English me likha / post kiya gaya tha.  Bahut hi jabardast kahani tha. Long Story!

"My Mom's Treatment at the Hands of the Commoners."

Are ha bhai abhi yaad aya badi mast story likhi hai writer ne hope writer phir se kuch likhe

[Kanika Kumari]

Update please