Adultery Nayi Shuruaat - Meri Sweet Maa Bani Meri Bhai Ki Dulhan

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Car ne rasta kaatate hue apne final turn liya.
Gaav ka rasta dhoop aur mitti se bhara tha —
aur door se unka sajta hua ghar dikh raha tha —
safed rang, rangoli ke designs, aur entrance pe latakte hue fresh flowers.
Rajat aur Reeti car ke andar the —
Rajat steering sambhalte hue,
aur Reeti apne haath ki soft mehendi sample design ko dekhte hue,
thodi excitement aur thoda nervousness mein muskurate hue.
"Bas... ab officially ghar wapas aa gaye,"
Rajat ne aankh maar ke bola.
Reeti ne apne dupatte ko thoda aur tight kiya,
aur aankhon mein halka moisture le kar kaha:
"Yeh ghar... meri rajat ki maa ke roop mein mera pehla ghar tha...
ab rajatt ki patni ke roop mein yeh mera naya ghar banne wala hai..."
Rajat ne steering se ek haath hata kar,
Reeti ke haath ko pakad ke squeeze kiya:
"Tu meri thi... meri hai... aur meri hi rahegi, Reeti."

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Car jaise hi main gate ke andar ghusi,
family members taaliyan bajate hue unka swagat karne lage.
Ghar saj gaya tha:
gate pe toran,
aangan mein rangoli,
aur pandal ka kaam almost complete.
Rajat ke pitaji —
jo pehle Garima ke pati the,
ab khud ek alag hi sukoon aur khushi mein the —
aankhon mein aansu aur smile dono lekar aage aaye.
Unhone dono ka aarti se swagat kiya,
aur Reeti ke mathhe pe tika lagaya.
"Swaagat hai, meri hone wali bahu..."
unhone pyaar se kaha.
Reeti ne sharmate hue unke pair chhuye,
aur fir aankhon mein halka aansu sambhalte hue uthi.
Pitaji ne pyaar bhari nazar se dekha:
"Ab tu is ghar ki laaj bhi hai, shaan bhi hai..."
Naina aur Rohan bhi wahan aa gaye,
aur masti bhare mood mein taali bajakar bole:
"Aur kal toh Mehendi hai bhabhi ji!
Taiyaar ho jao poore gaav ko apne husn ka jadoo dikhane ke liye!"
Reeti sharmakar Rajat ke piche chhup gayi.
Rajat ne hansi rok ke tease kiya:
"Mujhe lagta hai... main Mehendi ke baad hi tujhe utha ke bhaag jaaunga..."
Reeti ne elbows se uska side mein gentle punch maara.
Poore ghar mein hasi, masti aur pyaar ka mahal ban gaya.

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Raat ko sab log terrace pe ikattha hue,
shaadi ki planning, songs ki rehearsal,
aur Reeti ka halka sa pre-wedding glow sabko dikha.
Chandni ke neeche,
Rajat aur Reeti ek dusre ko door se dekhte rahe —
pyaar bhari aankhon se,
jaise aankhon hi aankhon mein kasmein kha rahe ho.


Subah se hi ghar mein ek alag si chahal-pahal thi. Mehendi wale log aangan mein apne saare designs ke samples aur cones le kar aa gaye the. Floor pe colorful mattresses bichayi gayi thi, chaaro taraf marigold aur jasmine ke fresh phoolon ki sugandh hawa mein ghoom rahi thi. Soft shehnai aur dholak ki awaaz background mein baj rahi thi, aur sab log ek alag hi excitement mein the.
Reeti apne kamre mein tayyar ho rahi thi. Usne ek halke lime green aur golden border wali lehenga pehni thi. Lehenga ka kapda itna halka tha ki jab woh chali, toh aisa lagta jaise phoolon ka jhoka hil raha ho. Choli thodi short thi, jisse uska soft flat stomach aur cute sa navel baar baar chamak jaata tha. Dupatta ko usne ek side shoulder se le liya tha, lekin halki breeze mein woh bhi kabhi kabhi uske seene aur kamar ko chhupata-chhupata sa lagta tha.
Reeti ke baalon mein fresh gajra bandha gaya tha, aur uska chehra ek alag hi no-makeup glow se chamak raha tha. Eyes pe soft kajal aur lips pe halki si pink gloss, bilkul ek dulhan jaise dreamy lag rahi thi. Jab woh mirror ke saamne apne aap ko dekhi, toh khud sharma gayi. Aaj, sab nazar uspar thi. Aaj, woh Rajat ke liye sabse khubsurat dulhaniya ban rahi thi.
Bahar aangan mein sab tayari ho chuki thi. Jaise hi Reeti ko terrace se neeche bulaya gaya, Rajat ki nazar us par pad gayi. Rajat, jo apne cousins ke saath masti kar raha tha, ekdum freeze ho gaya. Uske liye duniya ek second ke liye rukh gayi thi. Green lehenga mein, chamakti aankhon aur naram muskaan ke saath, Reeti uski maa bhi thi, patni bhi thi, aur sapna bhi.
Rajat ki aankhon mein pyaar aur halki si naughty chamak aa gayi. Usne apne dost ke kaan mein fuskaya, "Bas ab to ise abhi utha kar le jaane ka mann kar raha hai." Reeti ne door se uski aankhon mein woh shaitani dekh li, aur aankhon se hi usko aankh dikhayi, jaise keh rahi ho, "Zyada mat ud, sab dekh rahe hain!"
Sab log Reeti ko le kar aangan ke beech mein bitha diye. Mehendi wali ladki ne uske haath pe pehla cone touch kiya, aur thandi mehendi ki feeling se Reeti ka poora sharir ek second ke liye hil gaya. Usne thoda sa sharmakar apni aankhen band kar li. Rajat door se dekh raha tha, jaise har ek chhoti harkat ko apne dil mein capture kar raha ho.
Naina aur Rohan bhi side mein baithe haste ja rahe the. Naina chillate hue boli, "Naam mat bhoolna! Reeti ke haath mein Rajat ka naam chipak ke likhna hai! Aur Rajat, tujhe Mehendi mein apna naam dhundhna padega!" Sab log taaliyan bajakar hans pade.
Mehendi wale ne Reeti ke haath pe intricate designs banane shuru kiye. Flowers, vines, aur patterns ke beech mein chhupkar ek jagah "Rajat" ka naam likh diya gaya. Reeti har thodi der mein apne soft wet hothon ko apne haathon ke paas le jaati, mehendi ki khushboo ko mehsoos karti, aur aankhon mein sapno ka jadoo le aati.


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Rajat se raha nahi gaya. Woh dheere se sabke beech se nikal kar aangan ke kone mein gaya, jahan se woh clearly Reeti ko dekh sakta tha. Jab Reeti apne gile haathon se apna dupatta sambhalti, uski kamar ka halka sa jhalak dikh jaata. Rajat ke liye toh woh duniya ka sabse khoobsurat nazara tha.
Kuch der baad, sab log dance karne lag gaye. Haldi ke dhol, shehnai ke beats pe sabke pair apne aap hil rahe the. Rohan aur Naina masti mein ek folk song pe nach rahe the. Reeti apne haathon ki mehendi dry hone ke chakkar mein sirf muskurakar sabko dekh rahi thi, lekin jab Rajat uske saamne aaya, toh woh hans padhi.
Rajat ne aankh maar ke bola, "Bolo madam, haath to busy hain, toh kya main apne haath se kuch khila sakta hoon?" Reeti sharma gayi, aur aankhon se signal diya, "Himmat hai to aake try kar."
Rajat ne ek laddu uthaya aur sabke saamne apne haath se Reeti ke muh mein chhota tukda rakha. Sab ne taaliyan bajayi aur masti ki. Reeti ka chehra pura laal pad gaya, par uske aankhon mein khushi aur pyaar ka aisa jadoo tha ki sab dekhte reh gaye.
Dhoop dhal rahi thi, mehendi ki sugandh hawa mein ghuli thi, aur Reeti ke haathon mein Rajat ka naam ab sukh ke gehra hota ja raha tha. Rajat uska haath pakadkar dheere se bola, "Jab tak yeh Mehendi ki rangeen lakeeren hain, main tujhmein ghulkar jeeta rahunga, meri jaan."
Reeti ne aankhen band kar ke halka sa apna sir uske shoulder pe tikaya. Mehendi, dholak, taaliyan aur pyar — sab kuch ek sapne jaise mehsoos ho raha tha.


Shaam dhal chuki thi. Mehendi ka function khatam ho gaya tha, lekin ghar mein ab bhi ek halka sa dholak aur laughter ka mahool tha. Family members terrace pe chai aur pakode ka maza le rahe the. Lights ke soft glow mein pura ghar ek sapne jaise chamak raha tha.
Reeti apne kamre ke balcony mein aayi thi, apne haathon ko dekhte hue, ab sukhi hui mehendi ke dark brown color ko admire kar rahi thi. Uske haathon pe Rajat ka naam itni khubsurti se chhupa tha ki jaane wale dinon mein usse chhupana mushkil hone wala tha.
Tabhi peeche se halki kadam ki aawaz aayi. Reeti ne halki muskurahat ke saath peechhe dekha — Rajat tha, apne aankhon mein woh mischievous, playful chamak liye.
Usne dheere se aake Reeti ke paas khud ko balcony ke railing ke against lagaya, aur neck thoda tilt kar ke Reeti ke haathon ko closely dekhne laga.
"Hmmm…" Rajat ne fake serious face banaya, "Toh madam, bola tha ki mehendi mein mera naam chhupaana hai... par mujhe toh kuch dikha nahi."
Reeti ne nakhre se apne haath peeche kar liye, aur sharma ke bola, "Dhundo toh sahi."
Rajat ne naughty smile ke saath apne haath aage badhaaye, jaise permission maang raha ho. Reeti ne aankhon se 'haan' bola.
Fir Rajat ne apne ungliyon se softly Reeti ke haathon ka har kone chhoona shuru kiya, jaise woh mehendi nahi, uski jaan talash raha ho. Uska touch slow aur teasing tha, aur Reeti ka poora sharir goosebumps se bhar gaya.
Usne apni ungli se Reeti ke fingers ke beech mein se search karte hue, kabhi kabhi jaan bujh ke uske soft palm ko linger karte hue trace kiya. Reeti ka gala sukh raha tha, aur aankhen apne aap band ho rahi thi.
"Hmmm..." Rajat ne uske wrist tak aate hue bola, "Kahi yahan toh nahi chhupa ke rakha mera naam?"
Aur bina warning ke, usne apni naak se Reeti ke haath ko halkasa rub kar diya — jaise mehendi ki khushboo ko apni saanso mein bhar lena chahta ho.
Reeti ka gala se ek halka se suppressed moan nikal gaya, aur usne apni aankhen zor se band kar li.
Rajat ne dekh kar cheeky smile ki, lekin phir soft tone mein bola, "Itna sundar haath... aur uspe mera naam... main kaise na khud pe fida ho jaun?"
Fir usne chhupke se ek chhoti si soft kiss uski ungliyon pe kar di.
Reeti ne shock mein aankhen kholi, aur aankhon mein halki si sharam aur pyaar ke milte hue emotions ke saath usse dekha. Rajat ne bas aankhon se "sorry" kaha jaise, par smile rok nahi paya.
Peeche se dholak ki aawaz halki thi, hawa mein mehendi aur fresh phoolon ki khushboo thi, aur dono ke beech ek ajeeb sa raw innocent romance phail raha tha.
Thodi der tak dono kuch nahi bole, bas ek dusre ko aankhon se dekhte rahe, jaise sab kuch kehna chahte ho, par shabdon ki zarurat nahi thi.
Achanak Reeti ne sharam se apna dupatta thoda adjust kiya aur halki si bhaag gayi — seedha terrace ke corner mein.
Rajat hans ke bola, "Ruk jaa! Mehendi wali dulhaniya!"
Aur woh bhi uske peeche daud gaya — terrace ki thandi hawa mein, chandni ke neeche, ek perfect pre-wedding night ka sapna jeete hue.




Terrace ki thandi hawa mein Reeti apna dupatta sambhalte hue corner mein khadi thi, chandni mein uska chehra aur bhi noorani lag raha tha. Rajat, jo uske peeche daudta hua aaya tha, dheere se aaya aur uske bilkul paas ruk gaya.
Dono ke beech sirf ek do kadam ka fasla tha, lekin dil dono ke aapas mein pehle hi mil chuke the.
Rajat ne apne haath ko aage badhaya, lekin touch nahi kiya — sirf hawa mein uske gaal ke itne kareeb ki jaise woh usse mehsoos kar raha ho. Reeti ne halki si aankhen jhuka li, uska gala sukh gaya tha, saans tez ho rahi thi.
Kuch pal tak dono chup rahe, sirf ek dusre ke dil ki dhadkan sunte rahe.
Fir Rajat ne dheere se apna haath uthakar Reeti ke baalon ko kaan ke peeche set kiya, aur itni naram awaaz mein bola jaise hawaa bol rahi ho, "Kitni khoobsurat lag rahi hai tu... meri hone wali dulhaniya."
Reeti ke gala mein kuch atak gaya tha. Uski aankhon mein pani jamne laga tha, jo woh zidd kar ke rok rahi thi.
Tabhi, sab himmat jod kar, Reeti ne apna gala saaf kiya aur uski aankhon mein seedha dekhte hue halka sa kanpate hue pucha, "Rajat... agar... agar main koi aur hoti... koi alag... toh kya... kya tab bhi mujhe apnaate?"
Uska sawal hawa mein latak gaya, jaise ek patang jiska dor abhi chhuta nahi tha.
Rajat ne thodi der tak kuch nahi bola, bas uski aankhon ko dekhta raha, jaise Reeti ke dil ke andar ghus kar uska dard samajhna chahta ho.
Phir usne apna haath Reeti ke cheek pe softly rakha, aur apna forehead uske forehead se laga diya. Dono ke beech ab sirf saans ka fasla tha.
Rajat ne aankhon band kar ke, ek thoda bhari hui awaaz mein kaha, "Main tujhe chahta hoon, Reeti. Tu jo bhi thi, jo bhi hai, jo bhi banegi... main tujhe apni jaan se zyada chahta hoon."
Reeti ke aankhon se ek aansu nikal kar uske gaal pe beh gaya, Rajat ne apni ungli se woh aansu gently saaf kiya aur husky whisper mein bola, "Tujhse door hone ka khayal bhi nahi kar sakta. Chahe tu duniya ki sabse badi sachchai kyun na chhupa ke baithe... meri mohabbat sirf tujhmein hai, teri rooh mein."
Reeti ab apne aansu nahi rok pai. Usne apne dono haath Rajat ke seene pe rakhe, aur apna sar uske chest se chipka diya. Rajat ne usse apne baahon mein bhar liya, uski kamar pe apni arms tight karte hue, jaise kabhi alag hone ka chance hi nahi dena chahta ho.
Hawa mein ab sirf unki saansein thi, chandni ka noor tha, aur ek adhura, lekin pavitra waada tha —
"Jo bhi sach hoga, main tujhe kabhi nahi chhodunga."
Reeti ne apne mann mein ek kasam le li —
ek din jab sab sach samne aayega, woh Rajat ka dil kabhi nahi todegi.
Woh usse sirf pyaar degi... har janm mein.


Terrace par shaam ki thandi hawa chal rahi thi, neeche shaadi ki tayariyon ka shor tha, lekin terrace ekdum khaali tha—sirf Reeti aur Rajat. Mehendi se bhare haathon mein uski narmi aur sharm ka rang chhupa tha, par uski aankhon mein kuch aur hi jazba tha.
Reeti dheere se apne ghutno par baith gayi, uski aankhen Rajat se milti hain.
“Baalo mein clutch lagana hai… baandh de na,” usne halki si muskurahat ke saath kaha.
Rajat jhukta hai, lekin muskarata hua puchta hai, “Tu neeche kyu baithi hai? Kya karne wali hai?”
Reeti ne pal bhar uski aankhon mein dekha, “Shut up... koi aa gaya toh? Jaldi khatam karte hain.”
Uski aankhon mein ek naughty spark tha. Phir bina waqt gawaaye usne Rajat ke pant ki zip ki taraf ishara kiya. Rajat samajh gaya… usne zip kholi aur apna lund bahar nikaala—uski nazar se leke thandi hawa tak sab kuch ek second ke liye ruk gaya.
Reeti ke haath mehendi se range hue the, isiliye usne haath lagane se mana kar diya. Sirf apne hothon ka istemal kiya—pehle ek halka sa kiss, jaise ice-cream ko chakh rahi ho. Rajat ka lund dheere dheere hard hone laga, uski narmi ab thirakne lagi thi.
Reeti ne us par apna muh rakha aur dheere-dheere chaatne lagi, jaise kisi meethi cheez ka swaad le rahi ho. Rajat ne uska sir pakad liya, uski ungliyan baalon mein ghus gayi. Ek moan uske hothon se nikal gaya, “Ahhh… Reeti…”
Agli hi second mein, Reeti ne uska lund apne throat tak le liya. Rajat ki saans tham gayi. Reeti deep throat blowjob de rahi thi, bina kisi hesitation ke—uska gala, uske hothon ki grip, sab kuch wild tha. Uski moan aur slurp ki awaaze terrace ke sannate mein gunjne lagi.
2 minute tak sirf chusne, chatne, aur uske lund ko puri tarah andar lene ka jazba chalta raha. Phir ek dum Rajat ne apne aap ko rok nahi paya—usne moan karte hue apna lund Reeti ke muh mein aur andar dhakela… aur agle hi moment mein, woh uske face par explode ho gaya. Garam sa white liquid uske hothon, gaalon, aur thode se gale tak beh gaya.
Reeti ne aankhon mein thoda surprise, thoda naughty smile ke saath Rajat ko dekha, phir uska taste liya… jaise kuch khas jeet liya ho.




Rajat abhi bhi thoda heavy saans le raha tha, jab usne dekha Reeti ne apne gaalon se girte hue uski cum ko ungliyon se saaf kiya… phir bina sharam ke use chaat liya. Thoda sa uske gale mein bhi chala gaya tha, usne ek halki si khansi ki… par sab kuch andar le gayi—poora swaad ke saath.
Rajat ne aankhein faila di, “Tu sab pi gayi?”
Reeti ne aankhein chhoti karke naughty smile diya, “Tera hi toh pyaar hai na…” phir aankh maar ke boli, “Waste nahi karti main.”
Fajat thoda guilt mein chala gaya, “Par… yaar face pe kyun kiya maine… thoda sambhal ke karna chahiye tha.”





Reeti thoda gusse mein aayi, “Haan! Mujhe bata nahi sakta tha? Face pe blast kar diya… ab make-up bhi gaya aur mehendi ke saath… uff!”
Uska muh abhi bhi thoda messy tha jab achanak terrace ke darwaze ki awaaz aayi—kachak!
Naina upar aayi thi. Reeti aur Rajat dono ne ek dusre ki taraf dekha—shock. Naina ne turant scene samajhne ki koshish ki. Reeti turant apna dupatta set karne lagi, lekin uski aankhon mein guilt tha. Rajat ne apna pant sahi kiya, zyada toh cover nahi kar paaya tha.
Naina (tez awaaz mein): “Yeh kya chal raha hai? Pandit ne mana kiya tha na… shaadi tak dur rehna! Tum log yahan… iss tarah?!”
Reeti kuch bol nahi paayi, sirf jhuk gayi. Uski aankhon mein aankh bhar aayi thi—na jaane shame tha ya koi guilt ya darr ke pakde gaye.
Naina ne Rajat ki taraf dekha fir Reeti ki kalai pakdi: “Bas. Bahut ho gaya. Chal neeche—abhi.”
Rajat chup tha, guilt aur shock mein. Reeti ko le jaate hue Naina ne ek baar phir ghoor ke dekha, “Tum dono... agar kisi ne dekh liya hota na... toh kya hota?”
Reeti bas uske saath chalti rahi, aankhon mein halki nami aur andar ek ajeeb si halchal… sab kuch itna intense, itna raw tha, ki uske pair thode kaanp rahe the.

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[Joker44]

Angan mein ek naya rang chhaya hua tha — haldi ka peela, phoolon ki khushboo, dholak ki thaap, aur har taraf se aati hansi ki awaaz. Ghar ke bade aur chhote sab ikattha hue the — shaadi ke paanch din baad mehndi ka rang ab Haldi ke rang mein rangne ja raha tha.
Reeti, ek off-white cotton saree mein, bina makeup ke, sirf halke phoolon ka haar pehne baithi thi — ekdam natural, par uske chehre pe woh dulhan wala chamak alag hi level ka tha.
Sabse pehle Naina aayi, uske gaalon pe haldi lagayi aur cheekhi,
“Dulhaniya ko glow chahiye toh pehli haldi meri!”
Rohan ne bola,
“Main toh sirf isse peele banane aaya hoon, glowing toh waise hi lag rahi hai.”
Tabhi sab log zara side ho gaye, aur aage badhe Rajat ke pita — Reeti ke pehle pati, aur ab uske sasur.
Unke haath mein haldi thi… aur aankhon mein thoda sa bhaav — ek ajeeb si shanti, jisme purani yaadon ki ret bhi thi, aur naye rishton ki neev bhi.
Woh dheere se jhukke Reeti ke mathay par haldi lagate hain…
Aur us pal mein Reeti ki saans andar hi atak jaati hai.
Uske man mein ek tsunami si chal rahi thi —
“Jis haath ne mujhe pehli baar suhagan banaya tha… aaj wohi haath mujhe apne bete ki dulhan bana rahe hain.”
Uski aankhon mein halke aansu aa gaye. Par woh aansu dard ke nahi the — sweeter grief ke the, ek cycle complete hone ka sukoon tha.
Rajat ke pita ne uska haath pakda, ek pyaar bhari 



muskaan ke saath kaha,
“Beti ban ke aayi thi, ab bahu banke ruk ja. Ghar ab poora lagta hai.”
Us pal mein… Garima chali gayi thi. Reeti reh gayi thi.
Usne aankh jhuka kar haan mein sir hila diya… aur mann mein bas ek hi thought tha:
“Pyaar wahi hai… par roop badal gaya hai. Pehle pati tha… ab pita ban gaya. Aur iss naye roop mein bhi, uski dua mere saath hai.”
Tabhi Rajat aaya, halka sa haldi uske cheeks par lagata hai, aankhon mein teasing sparkle.
“Itna emotional mat ho, dulhaniya. Tumhare aansu mujhe jealous kar rahe hain. Haldi main bhi lagata hoon, lekin... pyaar se.”
Reeti hans padi, aankhen ab bhi bhari thi, par usme ab sirf sukoon tha.




Shaam dhal rahi thi. Sangeet ki lights lag chuki thi, terrace pe speakers test ho rahe the, aur andar kitchen se pakode aur masala chai ki khushboo aa rahi thi. Sab log shor-sharabe mein busy the — lekin ghar ke ek kone mein, angan ke neem ke ped ke neeche, Reeti aur Rajat ke pita baithkar ek alag hi rahasya aur maryada se bhari baat kar rahe the.
Reeti simple salwar suit mein thi, baalon mein phool lage the, aankhon mein shaadi ke aage ka sapna... aur thoda sa sankoch.
Rajat ke pita — ab tak shaant aur pyaar se bhare rahe the, lekin aaj unka chehra thoda adhikar bhara tha. Aankhon mein woh gehraai thi, jo sirf ek pita aur guru ke milan se aati hai.
Unhone sidha kaha:
“Kal shaadi hai. Ek janm pura hoga, ek naya janm shuru.”
Reeti ne chup chaap sir jhukaya. Aankhon mein respect, par dil mein kuch aur bhi.
“Main tumse ek baat kehne aaya hoon — jo sirf sasur nahi, iss ghar ka mukhiya hone ke naate keh raha hoon.”
Reeti ne unki taraf dekha. Aankhen ab thodi moist ho gayi thi.
“Ab tum is ghar ki bahu ban rahi ho. Rajat ki patni. Tumne apna jeevan uske saath jod liya hai. Par us rishte ka ek aur pehlu hota hai — vansh.”
Vansh. Yeh shabd Reeti ke dil mein direct ja laga.
“Main chahta hoon ke tum dono ke beech se ek nayi peedhi aaye. Ek pota. Ek naya uttaradhikari. Hamare vansh ka deepak. Samjhi tum?”
Reeti ne aankhen jhuka di. Haath lapet liye. Kuch kehna tha… par zubaan band thi.
“Tum ab Garima nahi ho. Tum meri bahu ho. Ab tumne patni banne ka faisla kiya hai… to us pati ke bachche ko jan dena tumhara dharm hai. Tumhara farz.”
Reeti ne ek gehri saans li. Dil mein toofan tha—main uske bete ki maa thi... ab uske potey ki maa banne wali hoon?
Lekin samay, sanskaar, aur ek naya roop sab kuch keh chuke the.
She slowly nodded.
“Haan, Baba. Main samajh gayi.”
Pita ji ne uska haath pakda, aur pehli baar thoda pyaar se jhukkar uske mathay pe haath rakha.
“Khush reh, beti. Yeh rishte sirf samjhaute se nahi… aashirvad se bante hain. Aur aashirvad tabhi milta hai jab farz nibhaya jaaye.”
Reeti ki aankhon se aansu chhalak gaye. Par unme koi virodh nahi tha.
Sirf ek nayi pehchaan thi—Garima se Reeti tak ka safar, aur ab… maa banne ka naya vachan.




Gaav ka angan shaam tak ek dreamland ban chuka tha. Chhat pe latakti fairy lights, stage ke upar backdrop mein “Rajat weds Reeti” ke fresh flower wale letters, aur floor pe rang birangi chataiyan jahan log baithe taaliyon aur taano ke liye ready the.
Aur phir… Reeti aayi.
Usne pehna tha ek deep maroon lehenga, mirror work blouse, aur sheer dupatta jo uske kandhe se leke kamar tak gracefully latak raha tha. Baal loose curls mein the, jisme chhoti chhoti jasmine flowers lage hue the. Makeup minimal tha — lekin aankhon mein kajal, lips pe soft plum shade, aur gajab ka confidence.
Sasural ka har banda uski taraf dekh raha tha — kisi ke liye dulhan, kisi ke liye chhupi sansani, kisi ke liye bas ek nazar na hatne waali tasveer.
Aur sabse zyada… Rajat.
Woh ek corner mein sherwani pehne khada tha, lekin uski aankhon mein mehmaanon ka dhyaan nahi, sirf Reeti ka obsession tha.
“Yeh ladki… meri hone wali hai,” usne mann mein socha, “aur aaj toh har angle se bijli lag rahi hai.”
Tabhi music chalu hua — tabla, dhol, aur ek remix of “Morni Banke”.
Naina ne stage liya, Rohan ke saath ek super-fun dance kiya — comic, thumkas, aur thoda naach-gaana.
Fir host announce karta hai:
“Aur ab aati hain hamari dulhaniya… Reeti!”
Crowd whistles, claps, dhol intensifies.
Reeti stage pe aayi — ek dum bold, graceful, seductive, jaise uske har step mein story ho. Usne start kiya ek slow beat pe — Lat Lag Gayee — hips sway, eyes flirt, smile playful. Har aankh us par tiki thi.
Rajat literally leaned forward, jaise screen ke kareeb aane ki aadat ho. Har baar uska dupatta udta, woh andar se hil jaata.
Reeti ne ek pal ke liye aankhen Rajat se milayi, wink kiya, aur thoda extra thumka diya — bas uske liye.
Saas, nanand, chachiyan — sab taali bajaa rahi thi.
Lekin Rajat ke liye yeh performance sirf dance nahi tha — yeh ek invite tha.
“Main tumhari hoon… aur yeh mere jism ki rehearsal hai, sirf tumhare liye.”
Dance khatam hone ke baad, sab log stage pe chadh gaye — photo session, cake, aur “Baraati Welcome” wala flash mob.
Reeti stage ke ek kone mein aayi, saans le rahi thi, aur tabhi Rajat aaya peeche se.
“Tu sirf nachti nahi… tu sabka dil le gayi aaj.”
Reeti ne aankh maar ke kaha,
“Bas… kal se tere surname ke saath dance karungi.”
Rajat ne uska haath pakda — halka sa squeeze diya, aur bola:
“Bas ek raat aur, phir main tujhe har pal apne kadam se milane wala hoon.”





Shaadi ke sirf ek din baaki tha. Mandap tayar tha, flowers ki khushboo hawa mein thi, aur mehmaan poore gaav ko roshan kar rahe the. Ghar ke andar sab tayyariyon mein lage the—lekin ek corner mein, ek behti nadi si chup chhupi thi, ek sach jo sirf kuch dilon tak seemit tha.
Naina, Rajat ke pita, aur Reeti ek chhoti si baithak mein baithe the—ek zaroori, dard bhari baat karte hue.
Rajat ke pita (gambheer awaaz mein):
“Reeti, kal tumhari shaadi hai… aur jaise rasmon mein hota hai, dulhan ke ghar ke log hone chahiye. Hum jaante hain tumhara asli sach… jaante hain tumhara apna parivaar nahi hai…”
Unhone ek gehri nazar daali Reeti par—jo sirf samajhne wale dekh sakte the.
Apne hi bete ke saath apni hi nayi zindagi shuru karne ja rahi ho… aur duniya ke liye bas ek nayi kahaani banani pad rahi hai.
Naina (pyaar se):
“Humne kuch log arrange kiye hain jo tumhare parivar ke roop mein aayenge. Maa, chacha, cousins jaise. Sab formalities ke liye. Hum sab samajhte hain kitna alag hai tumhara safar…”
Reeti ne aankhen jhuka li.
Dil ke andar ek tsunami chal rahi thi—
"Main apne hi bete ki dulhan ban rahi hoon... aur duniya ke samne apni asli pehchaan chhupa rahi hoon."
Rohan bhi saamne baitha tha, serious expression ke saath.
“Shaadi ka sabse pavitra pal hota hai kanyadaan ka… aur hum tumhara kanyadaan karenge. Main aur Naina.”
Naina ne uska haath thama:
“Tu sirf dulhan nahi, meri chhoti behen bhi hai, meri beti bhi. Jab tu mandap chalegi, toh sirf ek rasm nahi hogi… ek poora janm naya hoga.”
Reeti ki aankhon se aansu tapak gaye.
Uska dil cheekh raha tha:
“Maine ise janam diya tha… ab main usi ko pati sweekar kar rahi hoon.
Rajat mera beta tha… ab mera pati banne ja raha hai.”
Par uske chehre pe ek narmi thi—ek suikar.
Naye janm ka, naye rishte ka.
Rajat ke pita ne aage badhkar uske sir pe haath rakha, ek ashirvad ke saath kaha:
“Beti, tumhara har kadam ab sirf tumhara nahi, hamare ghar ke vansh ka hai. Tumhara farz hai, aur tumhara haq bhi.”
Reeti ne aankhen band karke sir haan mein jhukaya.
And us raat… ek nayi kahaani likhi ja chuki thi—
Jahan ek maa apni godh se nikal kar apne hi bachpan ke sapne mein dulhan banne ja rahi thi.

Subah ki pehli kiran ke saath hi ghar ka mahaul badal gaya tha. Har taraf ek shaadi ka sukoon bhara excitement tha—phoolon ki khushboo, chhat pe bajta shehnai ka music, aur angan mein rangoli ka rang.
Aur ek kamre mein, sabse khaas tayyari ho rahi thi — Reeti ka bridal transformation.
Reeti ek white silk robe mein dressing table ke samne baithi thi, aankhon mein kajal lag raha tha, lips pe halka sa gulabi tint, aur hair stylist uske baalon mein soft curls aur fresh gajra laga rahi thi. Mirror mein apne reflection ko dekhte hue, uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha.
Aaj woh sirf Rajat ki Reeti nahi thi—
Aaj woh Rajat ki dulhaniya ban rahi thi.
Tabhi Naina kamre mein dhoom machate hue aayi, haath mein ek beautifully wrapped small box ke saath.
Naina (mischievous smile ke saath):
“Special wedding gift, dulhaniya ke liye! Aur yeh sirf tu aur main jaante hain!”
Reeti ne thoda confuse hokar gift khola…
Aur jaise hi box open hua, uska chehra laal ho gaya!
Ek lacey white panty thi, aur uspe golden embroidery mein likha tha:
“Rajat Ki Dulhaniya”
Reeti ka muh khul gaya.
“Didi!! Tum pagal ho kya?”
Woh haste hue apna muh dono haathon se chhupane lagi, pura face blush mein rang gaya.
Naina (laugh ke lootte hue):
“Arey shaadi mein sab safe gifts dete hain, toh thoda tadka zaruri hai! Aur tu soche, jab Rajat yeh dekhega… kya reaction hoga uska!”
Phir usne aankh maarkar add kiya,
“First night ka dress rehearsal hai!”
Reeti thoda narazgi aur zyada sharam ke beech fans gayi thi.
“Main toh pehen hi nahi paungi yeh!”
Naina:
“Dekhte hain shaam tak teri himmat banti hai ya nahi.”
Aur phir dono behne hansi se laut gayi.




Uske baad make-up artist ne final touch diya—
Heavy maroon and gold bridal lehenga pehnaaya gaya, jisme mirror work aur intricate zari design tha.
Neck pe heavy kundan set, haath mein chooda aur kaleere, kamarbandh tight hua…
Aur jab poora look ready hua, toh khud Reeti bhi apni aankhon par yakin nahi kar paayi.
Mirror ke samne woh khadi thi—
ek sundar, sophisticated, aur pure dulhaniya jise dekh kar chand bhi sharma jaaye.
Tabhi peeche se Naina aayi, aur whisper kiya:
“Bas ab tu dulhaniya ready hai… apne Rajat ko deewana karne ke liye.”
Reeti ke lips pe ek soft, nervous smile thi… aur aankhon mein woh sapna, jo ab kuch ghanton mein poora hone ja raha tha.




Dhoop dheere dheere mandap ke phoolon ko chhoo rahi thi.
Angan mein safed aur laal kapdon ka canopy lag chuka tha, chaaron taraf marigold aur mogra ki malaayein latak rahi thi, aur havan kund ke aas-paas pandit apne mantra aur samagri arrange kar rahe the.
Shaadi ka mahaul apni full vibe pe tha — shehnai ki madhur dhun, mehmaanon ka halka chatter, aur sabke chehron pe excitement.
Aur ek kone mein...
Rajat, dulha banne wala ladka — apni sherwani mein tight bandhkar — ek hi saans mein khada tha.
Nervous. Excited. Terrified. Happy. Sab emotions ek saath.
Apni paghdi ko adjust karte karte woh apne aap se bol raha tha:
“Yaar, ab bas kuch hi ghante mein meri shaadi hone wali hai... woh meri hogi... poori tarah...!”
Tabhi peeche se Rajat ke pita aaye—shaant, garv se bhare hue, lekin andar se woh bhi kuch ajeeb se ehsaas mein the.
Unhone Rajat ko ek baar pair se sir tak dekha — aur thoda sa muskuraye.
Phir ek haath uske kandhe pe rakha aur kaha:
"Beta... aaj ke baad tumhari zindagi ka naya adhyay shuru hone ja raha hai."
Rajat thoda blush karte hue haan mein sir hilaaya.
Lekin pita ji rukhe nahi… woh thoda aage jhuke, aur halke se serious tone mein bole:
"Shaadi ke raat... jab tum aur Reeti akele honge... yaad rakhna, dulhan ko samajhna zaroori hai. Darr, sharam sab normal hai. Tumhara pyaar aur patience sab kuch aasan kar dega."
Rajat ka chehra ek second mein deep pink ho gaya.
“Papa! Yeh sab aap seriously mujhe abhi batayenge?”
Woh thoda hansa bhi, thoda sharma gaya.
Pita ji ne haske bola:
“Haan! Aur ek baat aur... sab kuch pyar aur sukoon se karna. Dulhan ko apna banana hai, jeetna nahi.”
Unhone Rajat ko ek warm hug diya—ek ashirvaad, ek guidance, aur ek apne bachpan ke dost jaise tapki.
Rajat, ab zyada blush karta hua, apne papa ke kandhe se laga raha.
Aankhon mein thoda sharm, thoda excitement, aur ek weird si muskurahat.

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Magar pita ji ke mann mein ek aur soch ghoom rahi thi:
"Main apne hi bete ko uski dulhan se raat bitane ke tips de raha hoon...
Aur woh dulhan... kabhi meri apni patni thi... Garima... meri Garima."
Andar hi andar ek ajeeb si halchal thi —
Duniya ke samne woh apna farz nibha rahe the…
Par apne dil ke andar ek raaz daba rahe the.

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Mandap ke aas-paas sab kuch tayaar tha.
Pandit ji mantra jaap kar rahe the, shehnai apni suron mein bas ek kahani suna rahi thi.
Laal aur peele genda phoolon ke latkan, havan ki dhuni, aur shaadi ka sukoon bhara sa gungunahat... sab kuch ek sapne jaisa lag raha tha.
Dulha — Rajat — sherwani mein, sehra thoda tilt hua hua, khud ko theek karte hue mandap ke saamne khada tha.
Uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha.
“Aaj meri dulhaniya aa rahi hai... meri Reeti… meri apni…”
Tabhi dhol bajne lage. Shehnai aur tez ho gayi.
Sab log khade ho gaye. Nazarien ek hi disha mein thi.
Aur phir — Reeti aayi.
White aur gold ke heavy kaam wale maroon lehenga mein, dupatta sir pe, aankhon mein kajal, aur gaalon pe woh sharmila glow — jaise chand apni roshni mein dhul gaya ho.
Uske haathon mein kaleerein chamak rahi thi, har kadam pe ghunghroo ki halki si awaaz aa rahi thi.
Uski kamar se dupatta nikal kar ground ko sweep kar raha tha — ek zinda tasveer thi woh.
Rajat ne jaise hi usse dekha —
Saans ruk gayi.
Shehnai ki awaaz door hoti gayi.
Sab kuch blur, sirf ek chehra saamne tha — Reeti ka.
Uski aankhen uski aankhon se mili…
Aur ek ajeeb si khamoshi mein sirf ek baat keh gayi:
“Main teri hoon, sirf teri.”
Rajat ke hothon pe ek automatic muskaan aa gayi — aankhon mein halki nami ke saath.
Uska mann cheekh raha tha:
“Main tujhe jeevan bhar chahunga… jaise is pal tujhe dekh raha hoon.”

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Rituals start.
Pandit ji kehta hai:
"Var aur vadhu ek doosre ko varmala pehnaayein."
Rajat ke dost usse tease karte hain, uthane lagte hain. Reeti sharma ke hass rahi thi.
Phir jaise hi dono samne aaye, Rajat ne dheere se apna sehra halka sa upar kiya…
Reeti ne pyaar se uski aankhon mein dekha, phir thoda jhuki, apne naram haathon se varmala Rajat ke gale mein daal di.
Sab seeti maarne lage!
Phir Rajat ne bhi, pyaar se, respect ke saath — jaise har kasam de raha ho — Reeti ke gale mein varmala pehnayi.
Taaliyon ka toofan.
Camera flashes. Flowers ki barsaat.
Aur mandap mein bas ek kahani likhi ja rahi thi —
Ek maa ke sapne ka, ek patni ke pyaar ka, ek dulhan ke jeevan ka.
Soham (Rajat) aur Reeti — ek naye janm ka prarambh kar chuke the.






Mandap mein havan kund se uthti dhuni, mantraon ki madhur dhvani aur shaadi ki rasmiyat apne charam par thi. Pandit ji ne dono ko sankalp dilvaya tha, aur ab saath phere lene ka samay aa gaya tha.
Reeti aur Rajat ek doosre ke saamne khade the, kapoor aur samagri ki khushboo se mahaul mein ek pavitra ghanima si chhayi thi. Pandit ji kehta hai, "Ab vadhu aur var saath mein saat phere lenge, har phera ek vachan, ek pratigya hai."


Rajat ne pehle Reeti ke dupatte ke ek kone ko apne angavastra ke saath baandha, ek pavitra granth, jo kehta tha ki ab unki saansen bhi ek doosre se judi hain. Agni ke charo taraf pehla phera shuru hua
Reeti ke kadam pehle thoda halka kaanpte, lekin jaise hi Rajat ne uska haath pakda, uske kadam mein ek vishwas aa gaya. Pehla phera, dharm ka sankalp. Pandit ji mantra bolte rahe aur dono agni ke chakkar lagate rahe
Har phera mein Reeti ke dil mein kuch aur guj raha tha Pehla phera jab pura hua to usne socha main apne hi bete ko jeevan ka dharm samjhaane ja rahi hoon
Doosra phera aaya, arth ka sankalp Jab woh kadam uthati, uske man mein ek ajeeb si sukoon aur kasak thi yeh woh beta tha jise kabhi godi mein khilaya tha, aur aaj uske saath sansar basane ja rahi thi
Teesra phera, kaam ka sankalp Jab Rajat ne uski aankhon mein dekha, Reeti ka saans ek pal ko ruk gaya us nazar mein pyaar tha, shraddha thi, aur woh anjaana connection bhi jo kabhi maa aur beta ke beech tha aur ab pati aur patni ke beech pal raha tha
Chautha phera, moksha ka sankalp Har mantra ke saath Reeti ke dil mein ek nayi pehchaan ghul rahi thi main ab maa nahi, main ab patni hoon main uski zindagi ka hissa hoon, uske jeevan ka adhikar hoon
Paanchva phera, santaan ka sankalp Jab pandit ji ne santaan ke vachan padhe, tab Reeti ka dil zor se dhadka Uske mann mein woh raat yaad aayi jab Rajat ke pita ne kaha tha ab vansh ko badhane ki zimmedari tumhari hai Aaj woh kasam agni ke samne le rahi thi
Chhatha phera, sukha-dukh ka saath Reeti ne Rajat ki taraf dekha, Rajat ke haath ka dabav uske haath pe thoda badh gaya tha Jaise woh kehta ho jo bhi ho, saath chalenge
Aur aakhri saptam phera Jab dono ne agni ke charon taraf saatva phera poora kiya, tab saari duniya, saare rishte, saari pehchaan ek pal ke liye gaayab ho gayi thi Bas ek sach tha Main teri hoon Rajat
Pandit ji ke shabd ghoonje Ab aap dono pati-patni hain Rajat ne apni aankhon mein aansu chupate hue Reeti ke maang mein sindoor bhara Reeti ki palkein bhari thi, par uske chehre par ek sukoon ka prakash tha
Us raat, jab Reeti ne pehli baar Rajat ka haath apne haathon mein pakda tha mandap ke beech, tab uska mann bas ek hi baat bol raha tha Mujhe isse har janam mein chahiye, chahe jo bhi roop ho chahe jaise bhi raaste ho
Shaadi poori hui thi aur ek kahaani jo janm bhar ke liye chhup kar rehni thi, us din ek nayi shuruaat le chuki thi
Agle scene mein first night ki tayyariyaan, Rajat ka excitement, aur Reeti ka dil ka dhadakna le chalein 


Shaadi ke phere khatam hone ke baad mandap mein ek alag si pavitrata chhayi thi Shehnai ke sur ab aur bhi madhur ho gaye the, havan kund se uthi dhuni mandap ke aasman tak chhayi hui thi
Pandit ji ne Rajat ko ishaara kiya Ab maang bharne ka samay aaya tha Saare relatives aas paas khade the, aankhon mein aasoon aur chehre pe muskaan ke saath
Rajat ne apne haathon mein sindoor ka pinch liya Reeti ke dupatte ko thoda side karte hue uski maang tak laaya Reeti ne aankhen band kar li thi, uske chehre pe ek aisi shaanti thi jaise usne saari duniya ko paakar chhod diya ho
Rajat ne uski maang mein laal sindoor bhara Aankhon se aansu uski palkon tak aagaye the, par woh ruki nahi Us sindoor ke saath, saari kasmein, saari duayein, aur saari chhupi hui pehchaan ek saath bundh gayi thi
Jaise hi Rajat ne sindoor bhara, shehnai ke sur tez ho gaye, aur sab logon ne un dono par phool barsaane shuru kar diye Genda aur gulab ke phoolon ka ek baarish jaise chhaya tha, aur mandap ek pavitra kahaani ka sangam ban gaya tha
Phir pandit ji ne mangalsutra laane ko kaha Rajat ne apne haathon mein wo sundar kala aur golden motiyon ka mangalsutra uthaya, jo kalpavriksha ke aashirwad ki tarah tha Usne apne haathon se dheere se Reeti ke gale mein mangalsutra pehnaaya Jab wo mangalsutra uske kanth ko chhoo raha tha, tab uske mann mein ek ajeeb si gungunahat thi Ab woh sirf ek dulhan nahi thi, woh apne hi bete ki patni ban chuki thi
Naina mandap ke ek corner mein khadi sab kuch dekh rahi thi Uski aankhon se aansu beh rahe the, lekin us aansu mein sirf khushi thi Uski maa, uski janm dene wali, aaj uske bhai ki dulhan ban chuki thi
Naina bhaag kar apne papa ke paas gayi Usne unhe zor se gale lagaya Aur roti hui boli Thank you Baba, thank you itna sundar sapna pura karne ke liye
Uske pita ji ke bhi aansu beh rahe the, lekin woh aansu sukh aur garv ke the Woh khud bhi emotional ho gaye the Dil mein ek ajeeb sa sukoon tha Unka beta, Rajat, ek aisi ladki ko jeevan saathi bana raha tha jo na sirf sundar thi, par jise woh apne janm se jaante the Apni hi Garima, jo aaj Reeti ke roop mein unke bete ke jeevan ki saathi ban gayi thi
Mandap ke beech khadi Reeti, apni aankhon se baar baar Rajat ko dekh rahi thi Uski aankhon mein aansu the, lekin chehre par ek nayi dulhan ka chamak bhi tha
Usne apne dil mein socha Aaj main sirf ek patni nahi bani hoon Aaj main apne bete ki jeevan saathi ban gayi hoon Aaj mera janm safal hua hai
Shehnai ke madhur sur, phoolon ki sugandh aur aashirvaadon ki ghoonj ke beech, ek kahaani apna naya adhyay likh rahi thi



Mandap mein shaadi ke sabhi rasme khatam hone ke baad ab baari thi aashirvaad lene ki. Rajat aur Reeti dono ek saath haath jod kar sab bade buzurgon ke paas ja rahe the, pair chhoote, aashirvaad le rahe the.
Pehle Rajat ke pita ji, jo khud aankhon mein aansu liye un dono ko gale laga kar bole Khush raho, sukhi raho, jeevan bhar ek doosre ka saath nibhate raho
Fir Naina aur Rohan ne dono ko gale lagaya Naina ab bhi emotional thi, aankhon se aansu tapak rahe the, lekin chehre pe ek dum sachchi muskaan thi Jaise har sapna poora ho gaya ho
Chachiyaan, taayaji, dadi-dada sabne apna haath uthakar aashirvaad diya Phool bars rahe the, shehnai ki madhur dhun hawa mein ghul rahi thi
Aur fir aayi woh pal jisne sabka dil bhari diya Vidai ka samay
Dwaar ke saamne Reeti ko chhodi jaane ke liye sab khade the Uske haath mein ek doli ke phool the, aankhon mein aansuon ki lakeer thi Jab Reeti ne apni maa ki tarah paali gayi Naina ko gale lagaya, dono behne zor se ro padi Jaise saari duniya ke saare jazbaat us ek jhappi mein bandh gaye ho
Rajat ne uska haath pakadkar, ek bharose se bhara ashirvaad diya Main hoon na Reeti Bas mujhe pakad ke chalna
Reeti ne aankhon se haan ki
Doli mein baithkar, Rajat ke saath, apne naye ghar ke sapne leke woh nikal padi
Lekin aaj ghar nahi ja rahe the
Rajat ne sab kuch pehle se plan kar rakha tha Ghar mein mehmaanon ki bheed thi, relatives sab busy the, aur woh chahta tha ki unka pehla raat ka pal bas un dono ka ho isliye Rajat ne gaav ke paas ek badi hotel mein ek royal honeymoon suite book karwa rakha tha
Car mein baithkar jab woh log hotel ke taraf ja rahe the, raat ki thandi hawa Reeti ke dupatte ko hilaa rahi thi Rajat ek haath se steering sambhal raha tha, aur doosre haath se Reeti ke haath ko thame hue tha
Uske aankhon mein excitement tha, pyar tha, aur woh sab kuch tha jo woh itne samay se daba ke baitha tha
Reeti ne chhupke se Rajat ki taraf dekha, aur dil mein ek ajeeb si garv bhari soch aayi Aaj main uski patni hoon Sirf naam ki nahi, har roop mein Uski zindagi ki saathi, uske sapno ka hisa, uske jeene ki wajah
Hotel ke entrance pe gadi ruki Lights soft thi, welcome flowers bikhre hue the, aur reception wale muskurate hue unka intezaar kar rahe the
Agle kuch ghante us raat ka har pal... sirf Reeti aur Rajat ke naam hone wala tha




Hotel ke grand entrance se seedha ek private elevator se Rajat aur Reeti apne special honeymoon suite tak aaye. Room ka decoration already tayar tha—fresh white lilies, scented candles, aur soft golden lights.
Jab woh log suite ke door ke paas aaye, toh Rajat thoda confused ho gaya, kyunki andar se hansi ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Door khula, aur kya dekha? Naina aur Rohan pehle se wahan maujood the!
Rohan toh thik tha, par Naina toh ek dum dulhan ki behen mode mein thi.
Naina haste hue dono ke samne aayi, haath se signal karte hue:
"Dulhe raja, thoda ruk jao! Dulhan ko andar jaane do pehle."
Rajat thoda sharma gaya, thoda zidd mein aaya:
"Arey yeh kya? Mera room, meri dulhan, aur mujhe entry nahi?"
Naina aankh maarte hue boli:
"Rules dulhan ke side ke hote hain, bhai sahab! Aur rules ke against jaoge toh fine lagega!"
Poore naughty mood mein, woh Rajat ko hall mein hi rokkar, uske haath mein ek glass juice pakda diya.
Reeti, jo poori shaadi ke pressure aur ritual ke baad halka feel kar rahi thi, muskuraate hue apna dupatta sambhalte hui bedroom ke andar chali gayi.
Room andar se ek sapne jaisa sajaya gaya tha—bed pe white satin sheets, phoolon ka halkasa bed trail, aur ek chhota sa table jisme ek champagne bottle aur chocolates ready rakhe the.
Reeti ne apna bridal dress carefully utara, aur ek sweet soft satin nighty pehni jo usne specially apni first night ke liye rakhi thi.
Pale pink color ki nighty thi, thodi si transparent, halki lace ka kaam, aur back open design mein—jo use ek dreamy dulhaniya ka look de raha tha.
Usne ek second ke liye rukkar woh special panty bhi pehni jo Naina ne gift ki thi—jis par golden embroidery mein likha tha:
"Rajat Ki Dulhaniya."
Apne aap ko mirror mein dekhte hi woh thoda sharma gayi.
Chehra laal ho gaya.
Uska dil tez dhadak raha tha.
"Aaj main sach mein uski ho jaungi..."
Woh apni saans sambhalte hue bed ke paas aayi, halka sa dupatta uthaya, aur baithe hue apni aankhen band kar ke bas woh pal feel karne lagi, jab Rajat usse apni dulhan banke dekhne wala tha.
Bahar hall mein, meanwhile, Rajat apne pair thirak raha tha, impatiently.
"Naina, ab toh jane de! Dulhan raji hai, dulha impatient hai!"
Rohan hansa, aur bola:
"Patience bhai... sabr ka phal meetha hota hai."
Finally, Naina ne haath uthaakar bola:
"Theek hai, jao! Lekin yaad rakhna, dulhan ka khayal rakhna, use apni rajkumari bana ke treat karna."
Rajat ne haath jod kar drama kiya, aur tezi se bedroom ka door khola.
Andar jaate hi... jo usne dekha, uska saans andar hi atak gaya.
Samne bed ke kone pe baithi thi, ek dreamy dulhan jisme innocence aur sensuality ka perfect milan tha—uski Reeti.
Rajat ki aankhon mein ekdum jaan aa gayi.
Aur iss baar...
Sab kuch sirf un dono ka tha.



Rajat ne jaise hi bedroom ka darwaza band kiya, pura room mein ek alag hi khushbu fail gayi — gulab ke phoolon ki, scented candles ki aur... uski apni dulhaniya ki.
Room ki light soft thi, bas itni ki Reeti ka chehra, uska sharir, uski aankhon ka sharmila noor... sab kuch sapne jaise lag raha tha.
Bed ke kone pe, Reeti baithe hue thi — dono pair side mein jhukaaye hue, kamar seedhi, aankhon mein sharm aur aankhon ke kone pe ek halki muskaan.
Uska sheer satin nighty uske sharir ke curves ko barely chhupa raha tha — jaise woh kudrat ki taraf se bas us raat ke liye sajaayi gayi ho.
Aur sabse haseen baat — uska gala, jahan mangalsutra ki motiyan halki si hil rahi thi, jaise uska naya jeevan bass dhadak raha ho.
Bed ke paas ek silver tray mein ek glass garam doodh rakha tha — shaadi ki pehli raat ki ek pratha — par Rajat ka dhyaan sirf ek jagah tha.
Uski dulhan.
Uski apni Reeti.
Jo ab sirf aur sirf uski thi.
Rajat kuch pal tak wahin khada raha — aankhon se usse absorb karta hua.
Dil ke andar ek aag si chal rahi thi.
“Ab koi nahi rok sakta... na rasme, na riwaaz, na samaj. Ab woh meri hai. Puri tarah meri.”
Woh dheere se uski taraf badha.
Har kadam ke saath uska control toot raha tha.
Uske dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi thi, jaise har heartbeat keh rahi ho "le le use apni baahon mein".
Reeti ne sharmate hue aankhen jhukaayi, aur apne haathon se apna dupatta thoda aur adjust kiya, lekin Rajat ki aankhon mein jo bhook thi, usse woh chhup nahi paayi.
Uske hothon pe ek halki si muskaan thi — jaise woh khud bhi iss surrender ke liye tayyar thi.
Jaise woh apne haathon se apne aap ko Rajat ke hawale karne aayi ho.
Rajat ne aage badhkar, bed ke edge par baithkar uska haath apne haath mein liya.
Uski ungliyon se uski soft fingers ko chhua — jaise kisi pavitra chiz ko pooja jaata hai.
"Tum meri ho, Reeti…"
Usne halki, almost broken awaaz mein kaha.
Aur phir… bina kuch aur soche… usne apni dulhaniya ko apni baahon mein kheench liya.
Ab koi rukawat nahi thi.
Na sanskaar, na maryada.
Bas ek pati aur ek patni.
Ek jism, ek jaan hone ke liye tayyar.

[Ravi1991]

Jabardast bhai! I appreciate your writing skills. Keep it up buddy.

[Joker44]

Rajat ne apni dulhaniya, apni Reeti ko apni baahon mein kheench liya tha. Uske haath uski kamar ke charo taraf the, aur Reeti ka halka sa thartharata hua sharir usse mehsoos ho raha tha.
Rajat ne apni aankhon se uska chehra dekha — woh sharm se laal thi, aankhen neeche jhuki hui, aur uski saans tez chal rahi thi. Uske gale mein jo mangalsutra jhool raha tha, woh har heartbeat ke saath hil raha tha — jaise har dhaad mein uska naam le raha ho.
Dheere se, bohot sambhal kar, Rajat ne apne haathon se uska chehra pakda, aur apna maatha uske maatha se takraya.
Donon ki saansen ek doosre mein ghulne lagi thi.
Aur phir, usne apne hothon ko uske hothon se mila diya — ek halka, halka sa pehla kiss.
Bas ek choona tha, jaise koi pavitra kasam lene jaa raha ho.
Reeti ki aankhen band ho gayi, usne apne haathon se Rajat ke sherwani ka kona kaske pakad liya.
Aur phir Rajat ne dubara, is baar thoda aur gehra, apne hothon ko uske hothon pe rakh diya —
Pehla smooch — slow, deep, full of unspoken pyaar aur saalon ka intezaar.
Reeti ka sharir uski baahon mein pighalne laga. Uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha.
Uski moistened lips ne Rajat ko ek aisi daawat di jo woh kab se sapno mein mehsoos kar raha tha.
Rajat ne kiss ko aur gehra kiya — apni ungliyon se uski kamar ko pakadte hue, uska sharir apne se aur kareeb kheechte hue.
Uski chaal intense thi, passionate thi — jaise woh Reeti ko apni rooh mein basa lena chahta ho.
Par tabhi — jab Rajat ka haath uske nighty ke andar slip karne laga, jab kiss itna intense ho gaya ki dono apni saans tak bhoolne lage —
Reeti ne apna haath Rajat ke seene pe rakhkar use thoda dhakka diya.
Uski aankhon mein sharm, darr aur pyaar ka perfect blend tha.
"Rajat…" usne halki si awaz mein kaha, saans lete hue,
"Thoda ruk jao..."
Rajat ek pal ke liye ruka. Uski aankhon mein pyaar tha, respect tha.
Usne kuch nahi bola. Sirf apna maatha Reeti ke maatha se lagakar, uski aankhon mein utar gaya.
Dono ki saansein tez thi. Hawaa mein ek aisi garmi thi jo bas rishte banaane ko tayyar thi.
Rajat ne apna haath uske baalon mein daala, halka sa stroke kiya, aur bas itna kaha:
"Main hamesha tumhari marzi ka intezaar karunga, Reeti. Hamesha."
Reeti ke hothon pe ek halka sa muskaan tha — ek dulhan ka, jo apni raat ke sapne ko aage khud tai karna chahti thi.





Room mein ek ajeeb sa sukoon tha, jaise waqt thoda tham gaya ho.
Candles ki roshni mein Reeti ka chehra aur bhi roshan lag raha tha, lekin uski aankhon mein ab ek alag si kasak thi.
Usne halka sa apna dupatta sambhala, ek white robe apne nighty ke upar pehni, aur chhupte chhupte balcony ki taraf dekha.
Bahar ka aasmaan khula hua tha, aur beech mein poora full moon chamak raha tha — jaise saari duniya ka raaz us chand mein chhupa ho.
Reeti kuch pal tak chup rahi. Phir dheere se Rajat ki taraf mud kar usne kaha,
"Rajat…"
Rajat, jo abhi tak use pyaar se, curiosity ke saath dekh raha tha, seedha ho kar baith gaya.
"Kya hua, Reeti?"
Uski awaaz mein pyaar tha, thoda concern bhi.
Reeti ne gehri saans li, aankhen jhuka li.
"Mujhe tumse kuch zaroori baat karni hai… aisi baat jo main kabhi kisi se keh nahi paayi."
Rajat thoda tense ho gaya. Lekin usne kuch nahi bola, sirf aankhon se use samjhaaya ke woh sunne ko tayyar hai.
Reeti ne apne robe ko thoda aur kas ke lapeta, jaise apni vulnerability ko chhupane ki koshish kar rahi ho.
Uski awaaz thodi kaanp rahi thi.
"Main jo dikhti hoon… main bas wahi nahi hoon, Rajat. Main ek raaz leke chal rahi hoon. Tumhare saath is nayi zindagi ki shuruaat karne se pehle, mujhe yeh batana zaroori lagta hai."
Rajat ka chehra serious ho gaya. Uska dil tez dhadakne laga tha, par woh shaant raha, sirf uski aankhon mein ek gahan intzaar tha.
Reeti ne dheere se bolna shuru kiya:
"Tumne mujhe kabhi poora sach nahi pucha, aur main kabhi bata nahi paayi... lekin main... main kabhi ek doosri zindagi jee chuki hoon."
Rajat ki aankhon mein sawalon ka samundar tha, par usne ab bhi kuch nahi bola.
Sirf uske liye apna sabr jamaa kar raha tha.
Reeti ke aankhon se ek aansu tapak gaya, lekin usne apni himmat nahi todi.
"Main woh ladki nahi hoon jo bas is janam mein bani hoon. Mujhe ek vardaan mila tha... ek vardaan ki main phir se jeevit ho sakun… ek nayi zindagi mein. Aur iss naye jeevan mein mujhe tumse milna tha."
Rajat ki saans atki, par usne sirf apni ungliyon ko kas ke joda.
Reeti ne aankhen band ki, aur phir sabse bada raaz chhoda:
"Pichle janam mein... main tumhari maa thi, Rajat. Garima."
Poore kamre mein ek pal ke liye dead silence chh gaya.
Shehnai ki awaaz door se aa rahi thi, lekin yahan... sirf do dilon ka toofan tha.
Reeti ne apni aankhen kholi — poori sachchai, poora dard, poora pyaar leke.
"Main wahi hoon jisne tumhe janam diya tha. Aur jab mujhe ek nayi zindagi mili... main tumse door nahi ja paayi. Jab tum mujhe mile, mujhe kuch samajh nahi aaya... main bas tumse judti chali gayi. Pehle darr lagta tha. Phir samajh mein aaya, main sirf tumhara pyaar chahti hoon. Tumhara saath chahti hoon."
Rajat chup tha.
Sirf baithkar uski aankhon mein dekh raha tha.
Aankhon mein kuch tha — shock bhi, ghoonj bhi, aur ek gehri kasak bhi.
Reeti ka gala ruk gaya, lekin usne apni baat poori ki:
"Main jaanti hoon... yeh sunkar tum mujhe alag nazar se dekhoge. Shayad door chale jaoge. Shayad kabhi pyaar nahi kar paoge. Par main apna sach lekar chalna nahi chahti thi. Mujhe apna jeevan poora tarike se tumhare saath jeena hai… bina jhooth ke."
Uski aankhen bhar aayi thi.
Woh bas wahan khadi thi, apni saari vulnerability ke saath, apne Rajat ke saamne.
Apni poori rooh khol kar.
Aur Rajat…?
Woh bas dekh raha tha…
Chup… gehri soch mein… aur apne dil ke sabse anjaane, sabse gehre raaste par chalte hue.

Rajat chup tha.
Woh bas Reeti ke shabdon ko sun raha tha jaise har lafz uske dil mein seedha chhup raha ho.
Uska chehra safed pad gaya tha, aankhen shock mein thodi badi ho gayi thi.
Usne dheere se, almost whisper karte hue pucha:
"Mujhe sab sach mein batao, Reeti... sab kuch... kaise hua?"
Reeti ne apni aankhen neeche jhuka li, ek gehri saans li jaise puri taakat ikatthi kar rahi ho. Phir dheere dheere, sab kuch kehna shuru kiya.
"Ek saal pehle ki baat hai, Rajat..."
"Main apne gaav ke mandir gayi thi, baba ke saath. Wahan ek sant aaye the… kuch alag the, kuch pavitra. Unhone mujhe dekha aur kaha ki main apna jeevan ek baar phir jee sakti hoon. Unhone mujhe aashirvaad diya... aur main wapas ek solah saal ki ladki ban gayi."
Rajat ab bhi uski aankhon mein dekh raha tha, saans sambhalte hue.
"Uske baad..." Reeti ki awaaz thodi kaanp gayi,
"Tumhare pita ji ne... mujhe Naina ke saath sheher bhej diya. Ki main apni naye jeevan ki shuruaat karun, door raahun purani yaadon se. Main college mein admission le liya, naye naam ke saath—Reeti bankar."
Rajat ka gala sukh gaya tha. Usne kuch bolne ki koshish ki, par awaz nahi nikli.
Reeti ne aankhen band karke kahani aage badhai.
"Phir tum wapas aaye... USA se. Mujhe dekha... aur tumhe mujhse pyaar ho gaya."
Usne thoda thahar kar Rajat ki aankhon mein dekha, aansuon se bhari hui aankhon se.
"Main pehle darte rahi, Rajat. Main har din apne aapko rokti thi, har raat apne dil ko samjhati thi.
Par tumhara pyaar... tumhara saath... main ro nahi paayi. Main bhi gir gayi... tumhaare pyaar mein."
Rajat ab bhi chup tha, uske haath apne lap pe kas kar pakde hue.
"Main dar gayi thi... tum mujhe chhod doge jab sach pata chalega. Tum mujhe nafrat karoge. Isliye chup rahi… isliye tumse kuch nahi kaha."
Uske aansu ab behne lage the.
"Phir jab sab kuch samajh mein aaya... maine aur Naina ne... tumhare papa ko bataya.
Woh bohot gusse mein the... gusse se kaamp rahe the.
Par phir... jab unhone dekha hum dono ki aankhon mein sirf pyaar hai... hum dono ka dard... unhone humein maaf kiya.
Aur unhone humein aashirvaad diya.
Isi liye aaj... hum shaadi ke bandhan mein bandhe hain."
Reeti thak gayi thi.
Uski awaaz tooti si thi.
Woh ab sirf khadi thi — apne sach, apne dar aur apne pyaar ke saath — apne Rajat ke saamne.
Rajat kuch nahi bol raha tha.
Bas dekh raha tha... jaise samajhne ki koshish kar raha ho ki yeh sab kaise mumkin hai.
Uski aankhon mein khud ek aansoon aa gaya tha.
Room mein sirf un dono ke beech ki khamoshi thi — aur ek full moon ki thandi roshni jo unke beech pad rahi thi jaise khud chand bhi shaahid ban gaya ho.

Rajat ka mann us waqt ek toofan se guzra raha tha.
Woh bas chup tha, aankhon mein aansuon ke saath, apne aap se ladta hua.
Uske dil mein ek ke baad ek pal flash ho rahe the — maa ke saath bitaye hue bachpan ke din, uski hasi, uska haath pakadna, uski lullabies... sab kuch.
Aur phir usne socha —
“Maine toh suna tha ki Maa... Garima maa... kumbh ke mele mein kho gayi thi... sabne kaha tha ki woh nahi rahi...
maine toh antim sanskar tak mein bhag liya tha...
yeh sab... kahin koi mazaak toh nahi hai na?"
Uski aankhon mein ek dard tha — nafrat ka nahi, pyaar ka bhi nahi — ek haadsa jaisa, jaise uska pura bachpan wapas uth kar saamne aa gaya ho.
Woh phir se woh chhota Rajat ban gaya tha jo apni maa ko dhoondh raha tha.
"Reeti..." usne kanpati awaaz mein kaha,
"Yeh sab... kaise maan loon main? Kaise bharosa karun ki tu hi... tu hi meri maa Garima hai?"
Reeti ne uski aankhon mein dekha — woh aankhen jo itni baar maa ko dhoond chuki thi.
Uska dil phat raha tha Rajat ka dard dekhkar.
Phir Reeti ne ek gahri saans li, apne robe ko thoda tight kiya, aur seedha uske saamne khadi ho gayi.
Uska chehra shaant tha, aankhon mein aashirvaad jaisa noor.
Usne apni aankhen band ki…
Aur mann mein woh vardaan yaad kiya jo usse diya gaya tha — ki poornima ki raat, agar woh chahe, toh ek raat ke liye apne purane roop mein laut sakti hai.
Usne mann mein ek aakhri baar Rajat ke liye prarthana ki,
“Bhagwan, mujhe apne bete ko sach dikhane do…”
Phir, uski body halki si chamak uthi.
Jaise chaand ki roshni us par concentrate ho gayi ho.
Uska chehra dheere dheere badalne laga —
Jawani ka komal pan gaya,
aur uski jhalak mein woh Garima aa gayi — woh Garima jise Rajat ne bachpan mein dekha tha.
Uske baal ab neatly tied the, aankhon mein wahi maa wala pyaar, woh hi muskaan jisme sansaar chhup jata tha.
Uska roop ab ek 48 saal ki shant, sundar aur pavitra maa ka tha —
Garima.
Rajat ne jaise hi yeh dekha —
Woh ek kadam peeche hata.
Uski aankhon mein bhar aaye aansu neeche tapak gaye.
"Maa..."
Uske muh se bas yahi nikal paaya.
Woh hil gaya tha.
Woh toot gaya tha.
Aur woh wapas bachpan mein chala gaya tha — jab woh maa ke god mein sota tha.
Garima — yaani abhi ke roop mein Reeti — ne apne haath phaila diye,
aur ek maa ki tarah usse bula liya.
Rajat jhuk gaya, poore sharir se kaanpta hua,
aur maa ke pairon ko pakad liya,
bache ki tarah ro pad gaya.
Room mein sirf dono ki saansen thi, dono ke aansu, aur chandni ki roshni jo un par shaanti barsa rahi thi.



Garima — jo ab bhi apne asli roop mein, apni maa ke roop mein khadi thi — Rajat ke kandhon ko pakad kar uski aankhon mein jhaank rahi thi.
Chandni un dono ke chehron par padh rahi thi, aur kamre mein ek sukoon bhari, pavitra khamoshi thi.
Reeti, halka sa muskurate hue, thodi halki awaaz mein boli,
"Rajat... ab jab tumhe sab kuch pata chal gaya hai... main tumse ek sawal poochhna chahti hoon."
Rajat, ab shaant, apne dard ko pee chuka tha, usne halka sa sir jhukaya,
"Poocho, Reeti..."
Reeti thodi der ruki, jaise shabdon ko dhoond rahi ho.
Phir usne seedha aur sacchai bhare swar mein pucha,
"Tum mujhse kya chaahte ho, Rajat? Main kaun hoon tumhaare liye... Garima? Reeti? Dono? Ya kuch aur?"
Rajat thodi der chup raha.
Uske chehre par gehra sankoch tha, aankhon mein ek samundar bhar ka pyaar.
Usne apne haath Reeti ke haathon pe rakhe, apne dil se bolte hue kaha:
"Main tujhe kisi roop mein nahi chahta, Reeti.
Na Garima hokar, na Reeti hokar.
Main tujhe... teri rooh se pyaar karta hoon."
Uska gala halka sa bhar aaya, lekin woh ruka nahi.
"Main tere chehre, teri umar, tere naam se nahi juda hoon.
Main tujhse juda hoon kyunki tu meri saansein hai.
Chahe tu meri maa bani, ya meri dulhan,
Main tujhe tab bhi chahta tha, aur main tujhe hamesha chaahunga."
Reeti ke aankhon se aansu behne lage —
lekin is baar woh dard ke nahi the,
woh sukoon aur pyaar ke the.
Rajat ne apne haathon se uske aansu pochhe,
aur dheere se muskurakar bola,
"Mujhe tumse hi pyaar hai, Reeti.
Tere rooh se, tere hone se.
Aur ab main apni zindagi ka har pal tere saath jeena chahta hoon."
Us pal mein, jaise poori duniya chup ho gayi thi.
Na zamana tha, na samaj tha, na koi dooshit soch thi.
Sirf ek ladka aur ek ladki the — ek dusre ko apne sabse gehre roop mein sweekar karte hue.
Phir Reeti ne apni aankhen band ki, apne labon pe ek halka sa muskaan laayi,
aur mann mein socha,
"Aaj main poori ho gayi... Rajat ke pyaar mein."
Shall I now continue into how Reeti slowly returns to her youthful form again, ready to start their real wedding night — but now with their souls completely bare and bound forever?




Reeti ne halka sa apna dupatta thoda aur kas ke lapeta, uski aankhon mein ab ek sharmaa hua, halka dar bhara tha.
Usne dheere se kaha,
"Rajat… main sirf poornima ki raat ko Garima ban sakti hoon... aur aaj wahi din tha."
Uska gala ruk gaya, par woh apne shabdon mein himmat jamaa kar ke boli:
"Main chahti thi tumhe sach dikhana, isliye maine apna asal roop dikhaya...
Par ab jab sab keh diya... ab main wapas apni Reeti ban jaungi…
aur tum jaise chaaho, main tumhaari patni ban jaungi."
Usne aankhen jhuka li, aur sharm se halka sa muskurayi —
ek dulhan jaisi, apne pati ke hukum ka intezaar karti hui.
Par tab Rajat ne kuch aisa kaha jo Reeti — ya Garima — dono ne socha bhi nahi tha.
Rajat ne aage badhkar, apne dono haathon se Garima ka chehra pakda, uski aankhon mein sidha jhaanka, aur dheere, par adig awaaz mein bola:
"Nahi, Reeti..."
"Aaj mujhe Reeti nahi chahiye..."
"Aaj mujhe Garima chahiye."
Reeti — ya Garima — ek pal ke liye jaise jam gayi.
Uske chehre ka rang safed pad gaya, aankhon mein shock ka ek gehra sa saaya.
"Rajat…" usne almost whisper kiya, saans rok kar,
"Is roop mein… main tumhari maa hoon."
Rajat ki aankhon mein ek ajeeb si pyaas thi — par us pyaas ke andar sirf hawas nahi tha — usme pyaar tha, saalon ka adhoora jazba tha, ek bandhan tha jo har naam, har rishta, har maryada se pare tha.
Usne apna matha Garima ke mathay se lagaya, uski saans uske hothon ko chhoo rahi thi.
Aur usne bas itna kaha:
"Main hamesha tumse pyaar karta tha, Maa...
Tumhaari god mein sote hue bhi…
Tumhari khushboo mein...
Tumhari aankhon ke pyaar mein...
Main kabhi alag nahi ho paya."
Garima ka sharir kaanp gaya.
Uske andar ka maa ka ehsaas, patni ka ehsaas, aur ek aurat ka swabhimaan — sab kuch ek saath hil gaya.
Par uski aankhon mein koi nafrat nahi thi.
Sirf ek gehra, dard bhara, sukoon bhara surrender tha.
Rajat ne apni haathon se uska dupatta dheere se khiskaaya, uski aankhon mein aankhon daal ke kaha:
"Main tujhe pura chahta hoon, Maa... Garima… meri Garima."
Garima ke mann mein ek pal ke liye ladaai hui — maa hone ka farz, patni hone ka adhikar, aur aurat hone ka apna pyaar.
Par jab Rajat ne uske kandhe par apne hothon se ek halki si kiss rakhi,
jab usne apni aankhon mein woh bina sharton ka pyaar dekha —
tab uski saari deewarein toot gayi.
Garima ne aankhen band ki, apne dil ki awaz suni —
aur bas ek halka sa sir jhukaaya, jaise keh rahi ho:
"Main tumhari hoon, Rajat... jaisi tum chaho, jis roop mein chaho."
Room mein ab sirf chand ki roshni thi, aur ek aise pyaar ka astitva jo duniya ke saare bandhanon ko tod chuka tha.
Rajat apni maa — apni patni — apni sabse gehri chah ko
aaj pehli baar
pura karne ja raha tha.




Rajat ne apne haathon se Garima ka robe dheere se khiskaaya, jaise kisi pavitra moorti ka parda hata raha ho.
Robe bed pe halka sa gir gaya, aur ab Garima sirf apni soft satin nighty mein uske samne khadi thi.
Nighty ka kapda itna halka tha ki woh uske sharir ke har curve ko ubhar raha tha.
Uski kamar ka naram jhukav, uske hips ka soft spread, aur sabse zyada — uski chaati jahan nighty ka v-neck thoda sa khisak gaya tha —
wahan se cleavage ki gehri lakeer dikhti thi.
Aur uss hile hue kapde ke beech se ek chhota sa chamakta hua mangalsutra — uski dhadakti saanson ke saath hile ja raha tha.
Woh mangalsutra, jo ab is naye rishta ka sabse gehra pramaan tha —
jisme ek maa, ek patni aur ek nayi dulhan ka sangam tha.
Garima apni jagah pe ekdum shaant thi, lekin uska sharir thoda thoda kaanp raha tha.
Uski aankhon mein sharam thi, kasak thi... aur ek gehra struggle.
Rajat ka nazar uski body ke har kone par ja rahi thi.
Uske aankhon mein ek hunger tha, ek thirst thi jo saalon se chhupi thi —
aur ab khud uske apne control ke bahar ja rahi thi.
Uska lund dheere dheere apni poori sakhti se ubhar aaya tha, sherwani ke neeche clearly tight ho raha tha.
Woh apni saans rok ke Garima ko dekh raha tha, jaise har inch, har curve ko aankhon se chakh lena chahta ho.
Garima ki aankhen ek pal ke liye neeche giri, aur woh dekh gayi —
uska beta, ab uska pati, apni poori ichchha ke saath uske liye tayyar tha.
Uska mann ek hi pal mein toofan ban gaya.
“Yeh galat hai… main uski maa thi… maine use janam diya tha…”
“Par woh mujhe apni patni sweekar kar chuka hai… usne meri rooh se pyaar kiya hai, mere naam se nahi…”
Garima ke mann mein ek doosri awaaz ghoonji:
“Woh mujhe Reeti ke roop mein bhi chaahta tha… aur ab Garima ke roop mein bhi…
Usne mujhe meri poori sachchai ke saath sweekar kiya hai…
Woh meri izzat kar raha hai, meri atma ka prem kar raha hai…”
Uski aankhon se ek aansu nikal kar gaal pe gira —
par is baar koi guilt nahi tha.
Sirf ek gehra pyaar tha.
Aur ek gehri suikarata thi.
Woh apne aap ko rok nahi paayi.
Woh nahi keh paayi "Nahi."
Kyuki ab uske aur Rajat ke beech sirf rishte nahi rahe the —
ab dono ki roohen ek doosre mein ghul chuki thi.
Garima ne aankhen band ki,
apne hothon pe ek halka sa smile laayi —
aur ek baar phir apna dupatta neeche gira diya, jaise apne aap ko puri tarah Rajat ke hawale kar diya ho.
Aur Rajat...?
Uski aankhon mein ek deewanapan tha — ek jazba jo sirf ek shabd keh raha tha:
"Meri Garima."

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Rajat ne apni aankhon mein poori chah lekar Garima ke paas aaya.
Dheere se, bade pyaar se, usne uski soft satin nighty ke straps ko pakda... aur halki si khinchav ke saath uski nighty ko neeche khiska diya.
Nighty floor pe gir gayi.
Ab Garima sirf apne soft white bra aur woh nayi, teasing panty mein saamne khadi thi —
panty ke saamne likha tha, "Rajat Ki Dulhaniya" — woh shabd jaise Rajat ke andar ek aur aag bhar gaye.
Rajat dheere se uske charo taraf ghoom raha tha, jaise apne sapne ki moorti ko dekh raha ho.
Uska lund apne aap tight ho kar khada ho gaya tha, sherwani ke neeche clearly ubhar chuka tha.
Garima, ab us roop mein, thoda sa thartharayi, aankhen jhuka li —
sharm se, pyaar se, aur apne mann ke andar ladte hue.
Tabhi Rajat ne halka sa uski soft, gol ass pe ek slap mara —
"Chap!"
ek tez, sexy aawaaz ghoomi kamre mein.
Garima ka shareer halka sa uchal gaya, uske muh se ek halki si moan nikli,
"Ahh..."
uski saans tez ho gayi thi, aankhen band ho gayi thi.
Rajat ne uska response dekhkar aur zyada possessive feel kiya.
Woh aage badha, uske peeche jaakar apna lund uski panty ke upar se halka sa rub kiya,
garam thartharate hue touch se Garima ka pura sharir kanp gaya.
Usne peeche se apne dono haath uski body ke charo taraf laakar
uski bra ke upar se uske soft, full boobs ko pakad liya —
slowly press kiya, dono haathon se, jaise har inch ko feel kar raha ho.
Uske baalon mein apna face chhupa kar, Rajat ne Garima ke gardan pe ek soft, pyaar bhara kiss rakha —
ek kiss jisme sirf chah thi, saalon ki bhari hui deewangi thi.
Phir usne apni awaz mein ek sukoon bhara confession kiya,
"Tumhe main kuch batana chahta hoon, Garima..."
Garima thoda hilli, uski breathing heavy ho gayi thi, par usne kuch nahi bola.
Bas saans se saans milti rahi.
Rajat ne uske kamar pe haath phirate hue, uske smooth skin pe apni ungli ghumaate hue bola:
"Bachpan se hi mujhe tum pasand thi, Maa..."
"Mera pehla pyaar thi tum..."
"Main jab chhota tha, mujhe samajh nahi aata tha ki yeh kya hai... par jab bhi main tumhe dekhta tha, saari mein... tumhari kamar dekhkar... tumhara blouse se nikla hua thoda sa cleavage dekhkar... main andar hi andar pagal ho jata tha."
Woh apni ungliyon se ab uski kamar ke neeche se navel tak halka se ghoom raha tha,
naram skin pe trace karta hua,
jaise apne sapne ko haqiqat mein mehsoos kar raha ho.
Garima ka sharir pura sensitive ho gaya tha.
Har touch pe woh halki si kaamp rahi thi, aankhen band kar li thi.
Uske mann mein ek toofan tha —
yeh galat tha, yeh mana tha, par yeh pyaar tha... aur usne khud ko bas Rajat ke hawale kar diya tha.
Rajat ne apna haath uske navel se upar kiya, aur dheere se uski cleavage pe touch kiya —
apni ungliyon se halka sa circle banate hue, jaise us jagah ko worship kar raha ho jahan kabhi sirf nazar ruki thi,
aur aaj haath se mehsoos kar raha tha.
Garima ne apne hothon se ek dabaa hua moan nikala,
"Mmmh…"
aur apne aap ko aur dheere se Rajat ke khilaf chipka diya.




Rajat ab Garima ke peechhe khada tha, apne haathon se uski naram kamar aur bare cleavage par dheere dheere touch karta hua.
Uski saans Garima ke kaan ke paas lag rahi thi — garam aur tez — jaise har lafz uske rom rom ko jagaa raha ho.
Rajat ne apna muh uske kaan ke paas laakar, heavy voice mein kaha:
"Main bachpan se tujhmein kho gaya tha, Maa…"
"Jab tu saari pehenti thi… jab tera pallu sirf halka sa pada rehta tha… main chupke se dekh leta tha, tumhari kamar... tumhara navel..."
Garima ka sharir dheere dheere kaanpne laga.
Uska dimaag uske control mein nahi tha.
Uski aankhen band thi, saansen tez, aur body already sensitive.
Rajat ne apni ungli se uska navel circle karte hue jaise purani yaadon ko chhed diya:
"Main kabhi kabhi jaanta tha yeh galat hai... par main ruk nahi paata tha."
"Jab bhi tum jhukti thi, jab blouse thoda loose hota tha aur tumhara cleavage dikhta tha… main andhar hi andhar pagal ho jata tha."
Garima ki saans ekdam bhari hui, unki chest tez uthne lagi thi.
Uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha.
Rajat ne uska haath pakda, aur apni ungli uski bare skin pe aise chalaayi jaise har ek sapne ka haq ab uski haqiqat ban raha ho.
"Main tumhe kabhi apni aankhon se hata nahi paata tha…"
"Jab tum raat mein baithti thi, pooja karti thi, jab tumhare baalon se tumhara gardan thoda dikh jaata tha… main sochta tha kaash main tumhe chhoo sakta."
Uski awaaz aur zyada heavy ho gayi thi, jaise apne sapno ka bojh ab zubaan se nikal raha ho.
Woh ab apne dono haathon se Garima ki kamar aur chest ko sambhaal raha tha —
chhupa hua pyaar, chhupa hua hawas ab har touch mein jaag raha tha.
Garima ka sharir ab poori tarah garam ho gaya tha.
Uski rago mein ek ajeeb si garmi daud gayi thi.
Uska panty geela hone laga tha — woh clearly feel kar rahi thi apne niche gilepan ko.
Uski nipples bra ke neeche se hard ho chuke the,
aur har ek Rajat ke lafz par woh aur bheegti ja rahi thi.
Woh andhar se lad rahi thi, lekin Rajat ka har shabd, har touch uske mann ki deewarein tod raha tha.
Tab Rajat ne apni ungli se uski cleavage mein halka pressure diya, aur phir uska haath bra ke straps tak le gaya, jaise poori tarah usse apna banane ka haq maang raha ho.
Phir woh phir se uske kaan mein fisa,
aur halka sa growl karte hue kaha:
"Aaj main woh sab jeena chahta hoon, jo main sirf sapno mein jeeta tha."
"Aaj main tujhe apni banake… apne bachpan ke sapne ko poora karna chahta hoon."
Garima ka pure sharir ab control se baahar tha.
Usne apne hothon se ek dabe hue horny moan nikala,
aur apne hips ko dheere se Rajat ke taraf rub kiya —
jaise bina bole keh rahi ho:
"Main tayyar hoon, Rajat..."


Rajat ki aankhon mein ab sirf ek hi jazba tha — usse puri tarah apni Garima ko paana, bina kisi bandhan ke, bina kisi rokaawat ke.
Usne apni ungliyan Garima ke bra ke straps tak le jaayi.
Dheere dheere, bade pyaar se, jaise kisi pavitra chiz ko unwrap kar raha ho, usne un straps ko uske kandhon se neeche khiska diya.
Garima ka sharir thoda sa kaanp gaya, saans tez ho gayi.
Uski aankhon mein ek pal ke liye sharam ka toofan tha, par usne apni aankhen band kar li — jaise poora apne aap ko Rajat ke hawale kar diya ho.
Rajat ne uska bra purnah sambhaal ke neeche khiska diya,
aur phir... uski aankhon ke samne Garima ka nanga seena tha.
Uski bare, soft, mature breasts —
poore tarike se exposed, nipples already tight aur pink,
jaise uski body bhi Rajat ke touch ka intezaar kar rahi thi.
Rajat ki saans tez ho gayi.
Uska lund itna sakht ho gaya tha ki ab usse control karna mushkil tha.
Uski aankhon mein deewanapan tha, par us deewanapan mein ek ajeeb sa pyar tha — woh pyaar jo sirf us ladke ka hota hai jise apne sapne ki moorat mil gayi ho.
Usne apne haathon se dheere se Garima ke dono breasts ko pakda,
aur halki si pressure ke saath unhe dabaya.
Garima ke hothon se ek aur bhari moan nikal gayi,
"Mmmmhh…"
uski kamar thodi si hil gayi Rajat ke touch se.
Rajat ne apni ungliyon se uske nipples ke aaspaas halka halka circle banate hue,
phir apna muh aage badhaya aur ek soft, slow kiss uske ek breast ke upar rakha.
Garima ka pura sharir thartharaya,
usne apne haath Rajat ke baalon mein daale,
aur apne aap ko uske touch mein ghula diya.
Rajat apni zubaan se dheere dheere uske nipple ke aaspaas ghoom raha tha,
aur phir apne hothon se uska nipple chusa,
pehle dheere se, phir thoda zyada possessively, jaise saalon ka bhookh mita raha ho.
Garima ka sharir ab puri tarah pighal chuka tha,
uski breathing heavy thi, uske rago mein sirf ek hi naam goonj raha tha — Rajat.
Woh apne aap ko poori tarah se de chuki thi.
Ab na woh maa thi, na dulhan,
ab woh sirf ek aurat thi,
jo apne sabse gehre pyaar ke aage poori tarah se jhuk chuki thi.
Rajat ne apna muh upar uthaya, uski aankhon mein aankhon daali,
aur heavy saans lete hue bola:
"Main tujhe ab khud mein samaana chahta hoon, Garima."
Garima ne aankhon mein aansu ke moti bhar liye —
khushi ke, sukoon ke, aur poore surrender ke.
Usne bas apni baahon ko khola, jaise keh rahi ho:
"Le lo mujhe, Rajat… main tumhari hoon... sirf tumhari."



Rajat ne Garima ko apni baahon mein bhare rakha tha, dono ke sharir ek dusre se chipke hue the, dono ki saansen ek rhythm mein chal rahi thi, jaise saari duniya mein sirf woh do hi bache ho.
Uske baalon mein apni ungliyaan chalate hue, Rajat ne uska chehra apne dono haathon mein liya, aur bina kisi hichkichahat ke apne hothon ko uske hothon par rakh diya — ek deep, passionate, wild kiss.
Garima ne thoda resistance dikhaya shuruaat mein, lekin phir apne aap ko chhod diya.
Rajat ne apni zubaan se uski lips ko tease karte hue apne mouth ka pressure badhaya, aur phir apni zubaan uske andar daali,
wild french kiss — geela, deep, aur hungry.
Unki zubaanein ek doosre ke saath lad rahi thi, mil rahi thi, jaise dono ki rooh bhi ek dusre mein sama rahi ho.
Garima ke moan kiss ke beech mein ghut rahe the,
"Mmmmhh... ahh..."
har touch, har movement ke saath woh aur zyada vulnerable aur horny hoti ja rahi thi.
Rajat ne kiss todte hue apna muh uski gardan par le gaya,
aur uski garam, naram twacha ko apni zubaan se lick karte hue, kabhi halka se bite karte hue, pura trace kiya.
Garima ka poora shareer uske touch se thartharane laga tha.
Rajat ne apne haathon se Garima ke full, soft breasts ko pakda,
aur phir apni zubaan se uske nipple ke aaspaas lick kiya, halka suck kiya, jaise har sapne ka ek ek tukda jee raha ho.
Garima ka sharir hil raha tha, moan unke hothon se bechain hokar nikal rahe the,
"Ahhh... Rajat... mmmmhh…"
Phir Rajat ne apna poora mouth uske ek breast par rakha,
aur ek wild, possessive suck diya —
deep, rough, aur hungri tarike se —
jaise woh uska har ansh, har maas ka tukda apna banana chahta ho.
Uski ungliyan Garima ke doosre breast ke nipple ko tease kar rahi thi,
twist kar rahi thi, halki si pinch karte hue,
aur Garima apne hothon se Rajat ke baalon ko kas ke pakad rahi thi,
apne sharir ko uske touch ke neeche hilate hue.
Garima ke mann mein ab koi confusion nahi tha.
Usse pata tha —
yeh raat lambi hone wali hai.
Rajat ka pyaar ab kisi hadd mein nahi rahega.
Woh use chhodne wala nahi,
woh uski har hadd ko todne wala hai,
woh use apni Reeti banaane wala hai.
Woh andar hi andar ready thi —
poori tarah se —
sirf Rajat ke liye, sirf us raat ke liye, sirf unke pyaar ke liye.



Rajat apne hothon se Garima ke bare breasts ko suck kar raha tha, jaise saalon ki bhookh ek hi pal mein puri karni ho.
Uske hothon ka har stroke Garima ke sharir ko aur zyada thartharane laga tha.
Kabhi woh nipple ko poore muh mein lekar zor se suck karta, kabhi halki zubaan se chhedta, kabhi apne daanton se thoda halka nibble karta.
Garima apne haathon se uske baalon ko pakad kar uske muh ko apni chhaati par aur daba rahi thi, moaning heavy, uncontrollable.
Uski saans toot rahi thi, aur muh se nikla, bina soche:
"Jitna chahe pile beta... aaj apni maa ka doodh jitna chahe le le..."
Rajat ka lund aur bhi sakht ho gaya tha, jaise uske mann ke andar ki sabse gehri fantasy sach ho gayi ho.
Uske aankhon mein deewanapan aa gaya tha, poore jism se possession ki bhookh nikal gayi thi.
Usne aur zyada zor se suck kiya, Garima ke boobs ko dono haathon se press karte hue,
aur beech beech mein uski nipple ko gheerta jaise apne kabze mein le raha ho.
Garima ke moan aur bhi wild hote ja rahe the,
"Ahhhh... Rajat... mera beta... meri jaan..."
Rajat ne apna muh uski chhaati se uthaya, aankhon mein ek mad, hungry look ke saath bola:
"Bol maa... bol tu kiske liye hai... sirf apne bete ke liye, na?"
Garima ki aankhon mein aansu bhar aaye, lekin uske chehre pe ek surrendered muskaan thi.
Usne apni saans sambhalte hue kaha,
"Main sirf apne Rajat ke liye hoon... apne apne beta ke liye..."
Ye sunte hi Rajat ne apne haath Garima ke panty ke upar le jaake uska gila pan mehsoos kiya.
Uske ungliyon ke neeche se clear hot wetness aa rahi thi,
usne halki si smile ke saath tease karte hue bola:
"Aaj jab maa bani hai tab aur jyada hilli hui hai, haan?"
Garima ka pura shareer sharm se laal ho gaya,
usne muh chhupane ki koshish ki,
lekin Rajat ne uska chin apne haath mein lekar uska chehra apne saamne pakad liya.
Garima ne thodi si roothi hui, hansi rokti hui awaaz mein kaha:
"Aisa mat kaho beta... sharma jaaungi main..."
Rajat ne apni aankhon se use pura peeya,
aur phir halki si growl karte hue bola:
"Mujhe meri maa ki saari sharam chahiye... saari laaj chahiye...
aaj main apni maa ko poora raat hilana chahta hoon...
tera har hissa chakhna chahta hoon, maa..."
Garima ne aankhen band kar li, uski saans aur tez ho gayi,
uska panty poora bheeg chuka tha,
uski kamar apne aap Rajat ke touch ke against hil rahi thi.
Rajat ab apni ungliyon se uske panty ke kapde ke upar se stroke kar raha tha,
aur Garima ke muh se bina rok ke moan nikal rahe the:
"Ahhhh... Rajat... beta... aur... aur..."
Us pal mein Garima maa thi, patni thi, premika thi —
aur Rajat... apne sapno ka sach jee raha tha.


Rajat ke haath ab Garima ke geele panty par aise chal rahe the jaise woh apna sabr kho raha ho.
Usne halki si muskurahat ke saath apne ungliyon se panty ka elastic pakda,
aur ek slow, teasing motion mein, Garima ke hips ke aaspaas se uska panty neeche khiska diya.
Garima ka sharir thoda sa hil gaya, sharm aur excitement ke milay-julay jazbaat se.
Jab panty uske thighs se neeche fisaalti gayi, Rajat ki aankhon ka deewanapan aur badh gaya.
Woh ab poori tarah nangi thi, sirf apne mangalsutra aur pyaar ke gehre nishan ke saath.
Rajat ne kuch pal apni aankhon se uska poora shareer dekha —
mature curves, naram thartharata sharir, aur beech mein uska gila aur chamakta hua hone ka sabse pavitra roop.
Uski aankhon mein ab koi doubt nahi tha, sirf deewangi thi, sirf pyaas thi.
Rajat ne apne haath se Garima ke hips ko pakadkar use halki si force se bed par lita diya.
Garima ne aankhen band kar ke apni kamar thodi si uthayi, jaise khud ko aur zyada pesh kar rahi ho apne beta-pati ke liye.
Rajat ne apna muh uski kamar ke neeche se le jaakar, dheere se apni zubaan se uski soft, moist slit ke upar ek long, slow lick maara.
Garima ka pura sharir hil gaya, ek zabardast moan nikal gaya uske muh se:
"Ahhhh... Rajat... beta... bas kar de... pagal kar raha hai mujhe..."
Rajat ne apni zubaan se uske soft folds ko explore karna shuru kiya —
kabhi halka sa suck karta, kabhi tip se circle banata,
aur Garima apni kamar hilakar apne aapko aur khol rahi thi, jaise apne aapko poora Rajat ke liye samarpit kar rahi ho.
Uski body ab uncontrollably respond kar rahi thi — hips uth uth kar Rajat ke muh ke against push kar rahe the.
Uska wetness ab Rajat ke hothon tak aaya tha, aur Rajat woh sab apne tongue se collect kar raha tha, jaise apne sapne ka amrit pee raha ho.
Garima ki breathing ab bohot heavy ho gayi thi,
woh apni ungliyon se bed sheet ko kas ke pakad rahi thi,
aur moaning bina rok ke nikal rahi thi:
"Beta... meri jaan... mujhe pura kar de... ab aur nahi sah sakti..."
Rajat ne ek last deep lick diya, aur phir apna muh upar uthaya,
Garima ki aankhon mein aankhon daal ke dekha —
uski aankhon mein bas ek hi baat thi:
"Le lo mujhe, Rajat... ab der mat karo..."
Rajat ne apna sherwani neeche gira diya,
aur apna lund nanga kar diya —
poora tight, garam, aur throb karta hua,
ready to claim what was always his —
his mother, his love, his woman.
Garima ab apni taqdeer ke aage sirf sharam se, pyaar se, aur hawas se thartharati huyi ready thi —
uski taangen dheere se khuli huyi,
uska sharir apne beta-pati ka intezaar karta hua.
Rajat apne lund ko apne haath se pakadkar Garima ke entrance pe le aaya,
tip ko uski soft, wet folds ke against halka sa rub karta, teasing karta,
aur Garima apne aapko neeche se thoda aur uthakar uska swagat karte hue moani:
"Ab le lo mujhe, beta... ab main sirf tumhari hoon..."




Rajat apna lund Garima ke entrance pe rub kar raha tha,
dheere se apni tip ko uske wet folds ke beech hilate hue,
kabhi halki thrust jaise karta, par phir control kar ke rok leta.
Garima ka pura sharir ab thartharane laga tha,
woh apni kamar uthakar usse andar lene ki koshish kar rahi thi,
apne aap ko kholti ja rahi thi,
poori tarah ready thi apne beta-pati ke liye.
Lekin Rajat ka iraada kuch aur tha.
Usne apna lund halka sa peeche kiya,
aur apne haathon se Garima ke hips ko sambhalte hue,
halki si muskurahat ke saath bola:
"Nahi maa... abhi nahi..."
Garima ne aankhen kholkar use dekha, thodi shocked aur desperate.
Uske sharir ka har hissa Rajat ko andar chaahta tha,
par Rajat ab apne poore control mein tha.
Rajat ne apni heavy voice mein, pure command ke tone mein kaha:
"Pehle... tu mera lund chaat... maa..."
Garima ka muh thoda sa khula ka khula reh gaya.
Uska dil zor se dhadakne laga.
Sharam, guilt aur desire — teenon emotions ek saath uske chehre pe khel gaye.
Usne halki si resistance dikhai, lekin Rajat ne uska chin apne haathon se pakda,
aur uski aankhon mein aankhon daal kar dheere se bola:
"Main chahta hoon meri maa apne bete ka lund chaat kar mujhe apna banaye..."
Garima ka shareer ab aur control mein nahi tha.
Uski saans tez thi, aankhen pyaar aur hawas se bhari hui thi.
Dheere se, apni poori sharam ko todte hue,
Garima neeche jhuki,
aur Rajat ke throb karte lund ko apne haathon se pakda.
Uska lund pura garam aur heavy tha, veins ubhar rahi thi,
aur tip se thoda precum nikal raha tha.
Garima ne apne hothon se uske tip pe ek halki si kiss di,
aur phir apni garam zubaan se uske shaft ko slow lick karna shuru kiya,
jaise apni pooja kar rahi ho — dheere se, shraddha aur pyaas ke saath.
Rajat ke muh se ek deep, heavy moan nikal gaya:
"Ahhhh... haan maa... aise... saaf kar mera lund..."
Garima ab apne haath aur zubaan dono use pleasure dene mein lag gayi thi —
kabhi tip ko apne lips se chushti,
kabhi shaft ko apni zubaan se lapet leti.
Uska poora dhyaan Rajat ko apna banane mein tha.
Rajat apne haath uske baalon mein daal kar uska sir dheere se guide kar raha tha,
aur uske moan aur breathing ab uncontrollable ho rahi thi.
Garima ki aankhon mein sharam thi,
par har ek lick ke saath woh apne beta ke lund pe apna haq jata rahi thi,
poori tarah surrender karti ja rahi thi.

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Garima apni dulhan wale laal lehenga ko kamar tak uthaakar, seedha ghutno par aayi thi. Suhaag raat ka woh pal tha, jab sirf chandni aur unka paagalpan gawah tha. Rajat ka lund uske muh ke bilkul saamne tha—bada, garam aur throbbing. Garima ke chehre par ek ajeeb si pyaas thi.
Usne bina kisi hichkichahat ke apne naram, gungune hoth Rajat ke lund par rakhe... aur ice-cream jaise dheere se chatna shuru kiya. Rajat ka shareer thoda kaamp gaya, ek gehri moan nikal gayi uske gale se, "Ahhhh... Garima..."
Garima ka chaatna pehle soft tha—tip par chhoti chhoti chummiyan, fir lambi jeebh ke strokes. Uski jeebh ka har ghoomta hua touch Rajat ko aur pagal kar raha tha. Phir ek dum, Garima ne apne muh mein zyada gehra kar liya, jaise vo poora taste lena chahti ho.
"Mmmpphhh... mmnnghhh..." — uske gale se ghuti hui awaazein nikal rahi thi, jab usne Rajat ke lund ko apne garm, geela gale tak le liya. Rajat ka haath apne aap uske sir mein ghus gaya, aur usne thoda pressure diya, lekin Garima ne khud apna gala dheere se khola aur Rajat ka pura lund deep throat mein le liya.
Rajat ki saans tez ho gayi thi. Usne kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ki jis maa ne use godh mein uthaya tha, palna posna tha, aaj wohi maa... is tareeke se, is junoon se... uske bade lund ko apne muh mein lekar, ek wild aur hungry lover ban gayi thi.
Garima ke hoth tight ho gaye the—poore lund ke aaspaas ek gila, slippery compression create karti hui. Uski jeebh lund ke neeche ke nerves ko tease karti ja rahi thi, jabki uska gala baar-baar uske tip ko kiss karta tha. Har baar jab Garima apna sir thoda peeche kheechti, Rajat ka lund uske laal, gile hothon ke beech tight se nikalta, ek pop jaisa sound deta hua.
"Slurp... glurp... mmmh... slurrpphhh..."
Awaazein terrace par gunj rahi thi. Rajat apne aap ko control nahi kar pa raha tha. Uski kamar apne aap thrust karne lagi thi, aur Garima uske har thrust ko accept karte hue aur zyada deep leti ja rahi thi.
Rajat ne aankhein band kar ke socha—kya kabhi sapne mein bhi socha tha main, ki meri maa, meri Garima, mujhe is tarah se, itni deewangi se, apne muh ka rasta degi?
Garima ab apne haathon se Rajat ke lund ke base ko pakad ke rakh rahi thi, aur apne muh se upar neeche karte hue pure lund ko shiny aur sticky bana rahi thi. Har baar jab vo upar aati, Rajat ke lund ka tip uske hothon par chamakta tha, aur jab neeche jaati, ek geela "gluck gluck" sound terrace ki khamoshi ko tod deta.
Garima ki aankhein thodi paani paani ho gayi thi deep throat karte karte, par usne ek pal ke liye bhi peeche hatne ka socha nahi. Uska passion ab ek junoon mein badal gaya tha—jaise vo Rajat ke lund se har ek drop, har ek sensation ko apne andar bhar lena chahti ho.
"Aaahhh Garima... meri maa... tu kya kar rahi hai mere saath..." Rajat moan karta hua apne aap ko behaal mehsoos kar raha tha.
Garima ne ek nazar upar uthakar Rajat ko dekha—unki aankhon mein sirf mohabbat, junoon aur kuch paagal si bhook thi. Phir bina rukhe, aur tez deep throat karna shuru kiya—full speed, full passion.
"Glup-glup-glup, slurp, mmmnnhh..." uski moan aur Rajat ke moans milkar terrace ko ek wild raag mein rang rahe the.
Rajat ka body ab tight hone laga tha, uska lund throb kar raha tha Garima ke gale ke andar, ready to explode...

Garima ab bed par seedhi let gayi thi, uska lehenga, choli sab utar chuka tha... poori tarah nangi, chandni ke soft light mein uska gora badan chamak raha tha. Uski chaati tez tez uth rahi thi, nipples tight aur hard the excitement se. Rajat, jo ab poora horny aur out of control ho chuka tha, uske upar jhuk gaya.
Rajat ne apni garam ungli uthai aur Garima ki chut ke lips ko halka se spread karte hue andar ghusa diya. Garima ka badan ek dum se hil gaya.
"Aaahhh... Rajat..." uske hothon se narmi se nikla, aankhein band, kamar thodi se uthi, jaise uski chut khud bulane lagi ho.
Rajat ne thodi der ke liye chut ke andar ungli se halka sa chhed chaad kiya, garam, naram, aur geela pan feel karte hue. Garima ki chut already ready thi, bheegi hui, Rajat ke lund ko welcome karne ke liye taras rahi thi.
Garima ne halki si needy awaaz mein bola, "Rajat… mujhe chod do… ab aur nahi ruk sakti…" Uski awaaz mein ek asahniya pyaas thi.
Yeh sunkar Rajat apne bade, hard lund ko uthakar Garima ki chut ke entrance par rub karne laga. Tip ko uski labhon ke against ghisne laga, jisse Garima ka badan aur hilne laga, uski chut se aur jyada garam, chipchipi si feeling aa rahi thi.
Phir ek hi jhatke mein, Rajat ne apna pura lund Garima ki chut ke andar ghusa diya.
"Ahhhhhh... Rajatttt!" Garima cheek uthi, uski chut ke andar Rajat ke lund ki bhari, hard feeling spread ho gayi thi. Rajat ne andar jaate hi uski tightness aur garam gila pan mehsoos kiya, jaise Garima ki chut ne use poori tarah se apne andar bandh liya ho.
Rajat ne dheere dheere thrust karna start kiya, lekin uski horniness ab sambhli nahi ja rahi thi. Kuch hi seconds mein usne apna pace tez kar diya.
Thap... thap... thap...
Unke bodies ki takkar se bed ke mattress ki halki si cheekh nikalne lagi thi. Rajat har thrust mein aur gehra jaa raha tha, Garima ki chut ab har bar uske lund ko zor se pakad leti thi jaise usse apne andar aur kheench rahi ho.
Garima moan karti ja rahi thi, uski saans tez ho rahi thi.
"Uhhnn... aaahh... Rajat... aur gehra... aur tez..." Garima apne hoth bite karti hui moan kar rahi thi.
Rajat aur zyada aggressive ho gaya. Usne Garima ke dono pair uthakar apne kandhon par rakhe, uski kamar ko apni taraf kheencha aur pure zor se thrust karna start kiya.
Thap! Thap! Thap! Thap!
Har thrust pe Garima ka pura badan hil jaata, uske boobs upar neeche uchhalte. Uska mangalsutra uske seene par tapak raha tha har jhatke ke saath. Garima apna pura aap Rajat ko de chuki thi—ek maa ka roop, ek premi ka junoon, sab kuch us raat ek sath jhul raha tha.
Garima ki chut se har baar ek "chhapat chhapat" ki gili awaaz aa rahi thi jab Rajat ka lund andar-bahar ho raha tha, uski speed itni tez thi ki bed ki lakdi bhi “krrr-krrr” karne lagi thi.
"Ahhh... rajattt... aur tez... main aa rahi hoon..." Garima cheekh ke boli.
Rajat apni puri taqat se uski chut ke andar jaa raha tha, dono ka badan paseene se bheeg chuka tha, awaazein, moaning, bed ke takrane ki thap-thap sab kuch ek wild storm ki tarah room mein gunj raha tha.

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Garima ka pura badan kaanp raha tha. Har thrust ke saath woh aur kareeb aa rahi thi apne climax ke. Uski chut se chipchipi garmi nikal rahi thi, aur uske moans aur cheekhen aur bhi wild ho gayi thi.
"Rajaatt... main... main... aa rahi hoon...!" Garima cheekhi, aur ek zabardast orgasm ne uske poore shareer ko hila diya. Uski chut Rajat ke lund ke aas-paas tight ho gayi, spasms ke saath uska andar ka har hisa Rajat ko jise milk raha tha.
Garima ne apne pair Rajat ke kandhon se neeche gira diye aur apna thaka hua badan bed par dhal diya. Uski saans phuli hui thi, aankhen band, chehra laal, aur pura badan thoda thoda kaamp raha tha.
Lekin Rajat abhi bhi rock-hard tha. Uska lund ab bhi uske andar garam aur tight chut mehsoos karte hue throbb kar raha tha. Uski aankhon mein ek nayi deewangi thi.
Bina rukhe, Rajat ne Garima ko haathon se pakad kar ulta ghuma diya—ab woh apni kokh ke bal thi, bed par ghodi jaise position mein.
Garima thodi hichkichayi, lekin jab usne Rajat ki aankhon mein woh hungry nazar dekhi, to bina kuch kahe apne ghutne aur haath tikakar apna pichwada upar uthakar usse pura access de diya.
Rajat ne ek haath se Garima ke kamar ko pakda, dusre haath se apne lund ko uski chut ke entrance par set kiya. Phir bina kisi warning ke ek jhatke mein apna pura hard lund uski chut mein ghusa diya.
"Aaahhhhh!" Garima zor se cheekhi, uska badan aage ke taraf hil gaya, lekin Rajat ne uski kamar ko majbooti se pakad rakha.
Ab Rajat pure animalistic style mein Garima ko ghodi banakar chodne laga.
Thap! Thap! Thap! Thap!
Har thrust tez, zabardast aur bhatak bhara tha. Garima ka pichwada Rajat ke thokar se hil hil ke hil raha tha, aur uski chut se slurp slurp ki awaazein nikal rahi thi jab Rajat ka lund andar-bahar ja raha tha.
Garima moan kar rahi thi, uski awaaz kabhi cheekh ban jaati, kabhi heavy saans.
"Uhhh... Rajat... aur gehra... aur tez... mujhe phir se chhod do!" Garima ki awaaz bhari hui thi pure lust se.
Rajat ne apna pace aur badha diya, uski kamar ab machine ki tarah kaam kar rahi thi—ek ke baad ek heavy thrusts, har baar Garima ki chut ke andar apna poora lund ghusa kar.
Garima ke boobs neeche bed se takra rahe the, uska mangalsutra jhul raha tha, uski kamar Rajat ke har thapad se hilti ja rahi thi. Unki saans, unki moaning, aur bed ka creak creak karna, sab kuch ek dirty symphony jaisa tha.
Thap! Slap! Thap! Slap!
Rajat ki grip Garima ke kamar par aur tight ho gayi thi, jaise woh apne lund se uski chut ke andar sab kuch bhar dena chahta ho.
Garima ka dusra climax pass aa raha tha, aur Rajat bhi apni limit ke bilkul edge par tha...

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Garima ghodi jaise position mein thi, uska pichwada Rajat ke lund par har thapad ke saath hil raha tha. Uski chut itni gili aur tight ho chuki thi ki Rajat ka har thrust uske andar chhapat-chhapat ki gili, dirty awaaz kar raha tha. Garima ke boobs neeche bed se rub ho rahe the, aur uski kamar Rajat ke haathon ke grip mein tharthara rahi thi.
Rajat ab full beast mode mein tha. Uska lund Garima ki chut mein pura andar jaakar thokar maar raha tha, bed ki lakdi krrrr...krrr... kar ke awaaz kar rahi thi. Har thap ke saath Garima ke muh se bhare hue moans nikal rahe the.
"Ahhh... Rajat... aur tez... mujhe bhar de...!"
Garima ab apni limit pe thi, uski awaaz poori tarah wild aur needy ho chuki thi.
Rajat ne apna thoda pace aur badhaya. Uske lund ka har stroke Garima ke chut ke andar jaakar poora bhar gaya tha, jaise vo apna pura wajood uske andar daal dena chahta ho.
Garima ne kamar thoda peeche dhakel kar, uska lund apne andar aur deeply lene ki koshish ki. Uska gala bhare hue awaazon se bhar gaya.
Phir, ek pal mein Garima ne peeche mud kar, apni aakhein bhar ke dekha Rajat ko — aankhon mein pyaas, paagalpan aur unconditional pyaar tha.
Usne zara sa moan karte hue, needy voice mein kaha:
"Mujhe apne cum se bhar de... beta..."
Ye sunte hi Rajat ka dimaag ekdum explode hone ke kareeb aa gaya. Usne apni kamar aur tez chalayi, uska lund ab rapid fire ki tarah Garima ke andar jaa raha tha.
Thap! Thap! Thap! Thap!
Rajat ne grit karte hue jawab diya, "Haan maa... hum dono kitne wild hain... ab main tujhe pura bhar dunga... apne pyaar se... apne cum se..."
Uska voice heavy tha lust aur emotion se.
Garima ke andar ab dusra orgasm build ho raha tha. Uski chut Rajat ke lund ko apne andar tight grip mein le chuki thi, jaise use apne andar se kabhi nikalne nahi dena chahti ho.
Rajat ne ek final deep thrust maara, poore force ke saath—aur ussi moment mein, uska lund andar hi andar jerk karne laga. Ek zabardast explosion hua...
"Aaaaahhhh... Garimaaa... maa..." Rajat cheekha, aur apna garm, thick cum Garima ke andar deep chhod diya.
Garima ne bhi ek final scream ke saath climax kiya. Uska pura badan hilta raha spasms mein, jab Rajat ka garm cum uske andar chhalak raha tha.
Garima ki chut ab garm, gili aur Rajat ke seed se poori tarah bhar chuki thi. Thodi der tak dono ka badan kaanpta raha, bed ka pura frame unki deewangi ka saboot de raha tha.
Garima neeche gir gayi, thak ke. Uska pichwada ab bhi thoda upar tha, aur Rajat ka lund dheere dheere uski chut ke andar se nikalte waqt halka sa slurp sound kar raha tha, aur thoda cum uske andar se bahar tapakne laga.
Room mein ab sirf dono ke moan ke baaki vibration aur garmi thi. Chandni raat mein maa-beta ki wild mohabbat ka ye paap aur pyaar ka sangam adhoora nahi tha—woh dono ab ek nayi, bewajah, paagal si duniya mein chale gaye the.

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Puri raat, Rajat jaise apna pura junoon khol chuka tha. Garima ke liye wo ek suhaag raat thi jo sapne mein bhi kabhi nahi socha tha—ek aisi raat, jisme pyaar, paap, aur deewangi ka junoon apne charam par tha.
Pehli baar jab Rajat ne uska andar se bhar diya tha, Garima ka badan hil gaya tha, lekin Rajat ka passion wahi nahi rukha.
Thodi der baad jab Garima thodi sambhalne lagi, Rajat ne usse phir se apni baahon mein uthaya, aur is baar use bed ke edge pe bithakar apna lund uski chut ke andar dhakel diya, ek aur wild round ke liye.
Garima ab thakne lagi thi, lekin Rajat ke har nayi thrust ke saath uska shareer phir se jag jaata tha. Uska badan Rajat ke har thapad par hilta, moaning, gasping, ekdum surrender mode mein.
Thap! Thap! Thap!
Dusri baar climax karte waqt Garima ki chut se gila pan beh gaya tha, bed sheet tak chipak gayi thi. Rajat ne phir se apna cum uske andar garm tarike se chhod diya tha.
Phir teesri baar, jab Garima thoda rotate hokar Rajat ke neeche chadh gayi, Rajat ne usse missionari mein pakad ke, uske pair kandhon tak uthakar, zabardasti chodte hue uska pura andar feel kiya tha. Garima cheekhti rahi, "Aur andar jao Rajat... aur tez...!" Aur teesra explosion Garima ke andar hua tha.
Chauthi baar, jab Garima bilkul thak chuki thi, Rajat ne use side se lete lete thoda sleepy sex karna start kiya, lekin jab Garima ke soft boobs aur naram body ko feel kiya, woh phir se wild ho gaya. Garima ne aankhen band kar ke apna aap de diya, sirf heavy breaths aur guttural moans nikalti rahi, jab Rajat ne chauthi baar uska andar bhar diya.
Ab raat ka antim prahar tha. Chandni dheemi ho gayi thi. Garima ka badan paseene se bhig chuka tha, uska gale ka mangalsutra seene pe chipak raha tha, aankhon mein thakan aur satisfaction dono tha.
Tabhi... kuch ajeeb sa hone laga...
Garima ka badan ek halki si roshni mein chamak utha. Uske naksh dheere dheere badalne lage. Rajat, jo uske upar thrust kar raha tha, ek pal ke liye hairan reh gaya.
Garima... badal rahi thi. Dheere dheere, uski soorat, uska roop... Reeti mein transform hone laga.
Rajat shock mein saans rok kar dekh raha tha. Uske neeche ab Garima nahi, balki uski nayi dulhan, Reeti thi.

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Reeti ki aankhein halki si khuli thi, aur usne kamzor si awaaz mein kaha, "Rajat... chhodo mujhe... pura bhar do mujhe..."
Ye sunkar Rajat ka pura control chhoot gaya. Usne apna last thrust lagaya—ek dum deep, pure pressure ke saath apna pura lund Reeti ke garam, bhige hue chut ke andar tak dhakel diya.
"Aahhhh Reetiii..." Rajat cheekha, aur ek dhamake jaise orgasm ke saath apna aakhri garm cum uski chut ke andar bhar diya.
Reeti ka badan halki si jhump ke saath hil gaya, uski chut Rajat ka cum andar lete hue thoda kas gayi, jaise use apne andar bandh lena chahti ho.
Dono ka badan ek dusre se chipka hua tha, garm, paseene se bhara hua, aur poori raat ke wild pyaar se toota-phoota.
Bed sheet gili thi, room mein ek musky, dirty sex ka smell bhar gaya tha, aur dono ke thak gaye shareer ab shaant the—lekin dil mein ek ajeeb sa, paagal sa pyaar chhoda gaya tha.
Rajat ab tak saans saans mein Garima se Reeti ban chuki apni nayi duniya ko mehsoos kar raha tha.

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Kuch ghante baad, dono ki aankh khuli. Room mein ab bhi thodi halki chandni aur sex ka heavy musk maahaul tha. Bed sheet bikhar chuki thi, dono ke paseene aur cum ka mix smell ab bhi mahsoos ho raha tha.
Rajat ne apni aankhen kholte hi sabse pehle Reeti ko dekha, jo ab Garima ke badle apne asli roop mein thi—narm, pyari, lekin thodi thaki hui aur poori tarah nangi, apne seed ke nishaano ke saath. Uska chehra laal tha sharam aur thakan se, aur aankhen adhi band thi.
Rajat halka muskuraya, apne haath se uska gaal chhua. Reeti ne aankhein neeche kar li, thoda sa laaj se apne badan ko cover karne ki koshish ki, lekin Rajat ki aankhon mein ek naughty chamak thi.
Rajat ne halki si cheekh maar kar hasi roki aur teasing tone mein bola,
"Agar mujhe pata hota ki maa ko chodne mein itna maza aata hai... to bachpan se hi madarchod ban gaya hota main."
Ye sunkar Reeti ka chehra ek dum deep laal ho gaya. Usne dono haathon se apna chehra chhupa liya aur halka sa murr murmur kiya,
"Rajat! Aisa mat bolo na... ajeeb lag raha hai... kuch to sharam karo..."
Uski halki si guilt aur sharam aur bhi pyari lag rahi thi Rajat ko. Usne apna haath uske haathon se hata kar uska chehra upar uthaya, aankhon mein direct dekhte hue phir tease karte hue bola,
"Arre isme sharmane ki kya baat hai ab? Ab to main madarchod ban bhi chuka hoon. Puri raat 5 baar tujhe choda hai jab tu meri maa ke roop mein thi... Ab kya sharmana?"
Reeti ne uske words sunkar apne pair tang diye, aankhon mein nami aur sharam ka mixture aa gaya, par ek choti si hasi bhi ruki nahi. Uska badan halka kaanp raha tha ya to excitement se ya woh mixed emotions se.
Rajat ne is baar apna haath uske kamar par rakh kar usse aur apne kareeb kheench liya.
"Itni sweet maa mili mujhe, kaise chodta nahi baar baar?"
Usne halki si hasi ke saath kaha aur Reeti ke gale mein apna muh ghusa diya, halka se kissing karte hue uski khushbu ko mehsoos karta raha.
Reeti ne aankhen band kar ke sirf ek muskurahat di... jaise man hi man accept kar chuki ho, ki woh ab sirf Rajat ki hai—chaahe Garima ke roop mein ho ya Reeti ke.
Dono ek dusre ke saath chipak gaye, halki halki muskaan, naughty memories aur ek paagalpan bhari raat ki yaad lekar...

Chand abhi bhi aasmaan mein tha, pura gol aur chamakta hua. Uski roshni bed ke kone pe pad rahi thi, jahan Reeti Rajat ke seene par cheekh se lagi thi, uska nanga badan ab bhi garam tha, aur aankhon mein thakan aur tripti ka milan.
Rajat uske baalon se khel raha tha, kabhi kabhi ungli se uske kandhe par halka halka chhed kar raha tha. Uska haath kabhi Reeti ki kamar ke curve pe phisalta, kabhi uske navel ke aaspaas ghoomta.
"Aaj to full moon tha…" Rajat ne dheere se kaha, uski awaaz mein ek naughty husky tone thi, "Aur main bhi poora ho gaya... tujhmein…"
Reeti ne aankhen jhapki, uska gala halka se sukh gaya, sharam se usne sir Rajat ke seene mein daba liya, "Rajat… tu na… kuch bhi bolta hai…"
Rajat ne muskarate hue uska thoda pichwada dabaya, "Kya bolu? Aaj ki raat… chaand bhi teri tarah tha—pure form mein, poora gola… aur tu? Tu meri maa ban chuki thi, meri raat ki devi... meri Garima..."
Reeti ne aankhen band kar li, uska saans tez ho gaya, uske andar ek ajeeb si garmi jag gayi thi. "Mujhe mat yaad dila... mujhe sharam aa rahi hai..."
Rajat ne uska face apne haathon mein liya, aur aankhon mein dekhte hue bola,
"Kyu? Tu khud boli thi na... main teri maa hoon har full moon pe… aur tu apni maa ke saath jo chahe kar sakta hai..."
Reeti ka gala sukh gaya. Usne aankhen jhukayi, par phir halki si muskaan ke saath, apni ungli Rajat ke hont par rakhi, "Haan… har poornima ko… main teri maa hoon. Aur tu meri santaan hokar... meri chut ka haqdaar hai..."
Rajat ka lund fir se halke se uthne laga tha uske us dirty, surrender bhare lafzon se.
"To fir maa se kya kya karega tu...?" Reeti ne halki awaaz mein kaha, aankhon mein thoda paagalpan, thoda pyaar.
"Sab kuch..." Rajat ne uski kamar thodi si kheench li, "Teri chut chusunga maa… tere boobs ko fir se dunga… tere andar vansh daalunga…"
Reeti ne aankhein band kar li, uska badan response dene laga, thoda kaanp gaya, lekin phir usne slowly kaha,
"Vansh... Rajat… tu ne kaha tha na... papa jaante the... ki main Garima thi…"
Rajat thoda serious ho gaya. Usne haan mein sir hilaaya, "Haan. Papa jaante the. Unhone sab kuch samjha tha. Unhe pata tha ki tu Garima ban kar wapas aayi hai. Aur phir bhi unhone mujhe roka nahi. Woh kehte the—ye ishq, ye janm ka rishta hai."
Reeti ne dheere se pucha, "Aur unhone kuch kaha... humare shaadi ke baare mein?"
Rajat ne thoda sa gehra saans liya, "Unhone kaha... 'Agar Garima wapas aayi hai... to tu use jaane mat dena. Use ek naya vansh dena. Humare parivaar ka naam, uske bache ke through aage badhe.'"
Reeti ka dil ek pal ke liye zor se dhadak gaya. Uske navel ke niche ek garm si kasak uthi. "Tumhare papa… keh rahe the ki mujhe… pregnant kar do?"
Rajat ne uska gala kiss karte hue bola, "Haan… unhone mujhe bola—use garbhvati kar. Tum dono ka rishta kisi dharm se nahi, janm se juda hai."
Reeti ne apna haath Rajat ke pet se nicha le jaakar uske lund pe rakha—jo ab fir se poora hard hone laga tha.
Usne dheere se kaha, "To fir beta… maa ke andar apna vansh chhod de… ek aur baar... is baar... mujhe maa bhi banana hai… aur maa banane wali bhi..."
Rajat ne uski aankhon mein dekha—ab sharam nahi thi, sirf surrender, sirf mohabbat, sirf junoon. Uska haath Reeti ke thig par phisalta hua uski chut ki taraf jaa raha tha.

[exbiixossip2]

is story me Aryan ke sath dhokha hua hai ...

it's not fare

[kanikaakochr]

What next

[Ravi1991]

Bro. update ka intzar h....

[dramasingh]

update pls

[Joker44]

Subah ka waqt dhoop se thoda garam ho chuka tha.
Room mein ab woh intense hawa nahi thi —
lekin dono ke beech ek aisa sukoon tha jo sirf tab aata hai jab raat bhar sab kuch tod diya gaya ho —
bandhan, sharir, aur dil ke andar ki saari chhupi hui bhookh.
Reeti ab Rajat ke baahon mein leti thi, aankhon mein neend ka halka jadoo,
aur lips pe ek sharmila sa smile.
Rajat ne uski kamar pe apne haath ghumate hue fuskaya:
"Mujhe laga tha main tujhe aaj hi pregnant bana dunga..."
Reeti ne aankhen khol kar use dekha, uski baat pe cheek se maar diya,
"Shhh... Rajat!"
Lekin phir bhi uska muh poora laal pad gaya.
Rajat ne muskurate hue uski aankhon mein jhaanka aur dheere se bola:
"Par nahi... yeh kaam to main next poornima pe hi karunga."
Reeti ne confused ho kar pucha,
"Kyun? Aaj kyu nahi?"
Rajat ne uski mangalsutra ki motiyon ko apne haathon se chhute hue kaha:
"Kyuki maa ka roop sirf poornima ki raat aata hai na…
Aur main chahta hoon ki meri maa meri god bhar de..."
Reeti ka chehra ek pal ke liye freeze ho gaya.
Phir jaise ek sharm se, poore sharir mein garmi daud gayi ho.
Usne aankhen band ki, aur halki si hansi rokti hui bas itna bola:
"Tu bohot bura hai, Rajat..."
Rajat ne uska chin uthaya aur muskurate hue bola:
"Aur tu meri maa-patni... jo har poornima ko meri god bharne wali hai."
Thodi der dono bas ek dusre ko dekhte rahe — aankhon mein shararat, pyaar aur aankhon ke neeche raatein bhari hui.
Phir ekdum se reality wapas yaad aayi.
Aaj shaadi ke baad ke rituals the — kuldevta ki pooja, ghar ka grih pravesh, aur mehmaanon se milna.
Reeti ne aankhen khol ke dekha,
"Humein ab ready hona chahiye... ghar wapas jaana hai..."
Rajat ne zidd bhare andaaz mein uske bare breast pe halka sa kiss karte hue bola:
"Main to tujhe chhod ke kahin nahi jaa raha..."
Reeti ne chadar kheenchkar apne upar le li, aur uthne lagi.
Lekin jese hi usne bed se pair niche rakha —
ek sharp jhatka uski kamar mein aaya.
Usne mooh se halki si awaz nikaali:
"Aah... Rajat!"
Rajat ne seedha uske pair dekhe, muskurate hue bola:
"Kya hua? 5 baar ho gaya na raat bhar...
ab chalna bhi mushkil hai, hai na?"
Reeti ne aankhon mein sharam aur thoda gussa le kar dekha:
"Tu toh pagal hai... mujhe itna kyun hilaya?"
Rajat ne aankh maar ke jawab diya:
"Kyunki meri maa dulhan bani thi...
aur us raat uska beta patni wala haq lena chahta tha...
poore 5 baar!"
Reeti chadar ke peeche muh chhupake hansi rokti rahi,
aur phir bole:
"Ab chhup kar... kapde pehn, mujhe ghar vapas bhi le jaana hai!"
Rajat ne apni kurta uthayi, aur bola:
"Pehle tu chal to paaye..."
Reeti ne apne pair bed se uthakar rakhe — thoda hilti, dheere dheere chali —
aur sach mein, uski chal thodi hilti hui thi, thighs heavy lag rahe the, aur kamar stiff.
Rajat ne uska haath pakad ke bola:
"Dekha? Kaun hai tera asli pati?"
Reeti ne aankhen churaayi:
"Aur kaun... tu hi toh hai, mera beta..."


Rajat aur Reeti tayaar hokar hotel ke suite se nikle.
Reeti ne ek halka sa peach aur gold ka suit pehna tha, simple aur nayi dulhan jaise,
aur Rajat ne ek soft white kurta aur pajama — bilkul dulhe raja jaise, khilte hue chehre ke saath.
Car mein jab dono baithe, Reeti apne lap par haath rakh kar thodi awkward si baithi thi.
Jab bhi car thoda jump karti, uski aankhon mein ek halka kasak dikh jaata.
Rajat, driving seat pe, uski taraf muskurate hue dekhte jaa raha tha,
kabhi kabhi jaanboojh ke road ke speed breakers pe thoda fast chadhata —
aur phir halka sa hansi rok kar kehta:
"Sambhal ke dulhaniya... aur kitna hiloon tujhe?"
Reeti uski baat pe chehra lal karke bas aankh maar ke ghoorti thi,
par kuch keh nahi paati thi —
kyunki sach to yeh tha ki abhi bhi uski kamar aur thighs mein last night ka nasha chal raha tha.
Jaise hi ghar ke paas pahunche, unhone dekha —
gate ke aage sab relatives, naina, rohan aur pandit khade the,
aur entrance pe ek sundar griha pravesh ki thali sajayi gayi thi —
phoolon ki mala, kalash aur aarti ke saath.
Car rukte hi, sabki nazar unpe thi.
Rajat ne car ka door khola, aur nayi dulhan jaise Reeti ko hath pakadkar bahar nikala.
Jaise hi Reeti khadi hui —
thoda sa ladkhadai.
Usne turant sambhalne ki koshish ki,
par uski chal halki si stiff thi —
bilkul jaise kisi ne puri raat use thakaya ho... jo waise hi sach tha.
Naina, jo door se sab dekh rahi thi, aankh maar kar Rohan ke kaan mein kuch bola,
aur dono zor se hansi rokne lage.
Naina phir aage badh kar aayi, aur teasing tone mein boli:
"Bhabhi... lagta hai car mein bohot zor ka jhatka laga hai?"
Reeti ka chehra ekdum se laal pad gaya.
Usne aankhon se ghoor kar Rajat ko dekha,
jo khud apni muskaan nahi rok paaya.
Rajat ne chhupa chhupa sa jawab diya:
"Haan didi... raat bhar safar jo kiya humne..."
Naina aur Rohan dono almost hass pade,
aur ghar ke andar ke buzurgon ke samne jaise thoda sambhal kar serious ban gaye.
Pandit ji ne griha pravesh ki tayyari kar rakhi thi.
Reeti ko kalash ko pair se girane ko bola gaya.
Woh apni saari sharam aur takleef chhupate hue dheere dheere kadam badhane lagi.
Par jab usne kalash pe pair rakha aur thoda zor diya —
uska chehra ek second ke liye aur tez laal ho gaya,
kyunki kamar mein thoda aur jhatka mehsoos hua.
Usne aankhon se Rajat ko dekha —
aur Rajat bas apne hothon pe haath rakh ke hansi rok raha tha.
Rajat ke papa, jo sab dekh rahe the,
unhone bhi aankhon mein ek halka muskaan aur aankhon mein samajh bhari nazar ke saath bola:
"Nayi dulhan ko sambhaal ke rakhna beta... nayi zindagi shuru hui hai."
Rajat ne haan mein sir hilaaya, aur aankh maar ke bola:
"Papa, puri zimmedaari meri hai.
Main meri dulhaniya ka har pain ka ilaaj karunga...
aur naye naye dard bhi dunga."
Reeti ne chhup kar Rajat ke pair pe pair maara,
aur aankhon se "Bas kar!" kehne ka signal diya.
Par andar hi andar woh bhi muskura rahi thi —
kyunki woh jaanti thi, aaj se poori zindagi uska asli safar shuru hua tha —
beta ke roop mein Rajat, pati ke roop mein Rajat, aur ab uske hone wale bachche ke pita ke roop mein Rajat.




Mandir ka aangan pooja ke liye sundar sajaya gaya tha —
phoolon ki malaayein, dhoop ki khushboo, aur hawan kund ka halka dhuaan.
Sab log safed aur peele kapdon mein the,
aur beech mein baithe the Rajat aur Reeti —
nayi dulha-dulhan jaise, poore sansaar ke nazar mein ek naye jeevan ke prateek.
Reeti ne ek simple, sundar laal aur sona ka lehenga pehna tha,
aur sir pe ek halka sa dupatta tha,
jo uske sharm bhare chehre ko aur bhi roshan kar raha tha.
Uski aankhen neeche jhuki hui thi,
halki halki saans chal rahi thi —
aur uske chehre pe woh dulhan wala noor tha,
jo raat bhar ka asli raaz chhupa kar bhi sab kuch keh raha tha.
Rajat uske bagal mein baitha tha —
ek safed kurta aur light golden dupatta le kar.
Uske chehre pe shaitaani muskaan thi,
aur aankhon mein woh chanchal chamak jo bas Reeti ke liye thi.
Pandit ji mantra padh rahe the,
sab log apne haathon mein phool aur chawal lekar vishesh pooja mein vyast the.
Par Rajat...?
Uska dhyaan kahaan tha?
Sirf apni nayi dulhan pe.
Rajat apni aankhon ke kone se Reeti ko dekh raha tha —
uski laal gori gaal, uski nazar jhuki hui,
aur jab kabhi woh thoda hilti ya dupatta sambhalti,
Rajat ke dil mein ek naughty leher daud jaati.
Kabhi kabhi woh jaanboojh kar apne haath se thoda sa Reeti ke haath ko choo leta —
jaise galti se —
lekin dono ke sharir se ek halki bijli si guzar jaati thi.
Reeti ne ek baar aankh uthakar usse dekha,
aur jaise hi Rajat ne aankh maari —
woh seedha apni nazar phir jhuka gayi,
aur apne haath se dupatta aur tight pakadne lagi —
jaise apne sharir ki yaadon ko sambhal rahi ho.
Pandit ji ne tab bola:
"Dulhan apne pati ke haath mein haath de..."
Rajat ne apne haath extend kiya,
aur Reeti ne apne komal haath uske haath mein rakh diya.
Us touch mein jitni sharm thi,
utni hi cheeky naughty energy thi.
Rajat ne haath pakadte hi apne ungliyon se Reeti ke haath ko halka sa stroke kiya,
aur phir itna dheere se ki sirf Reeti feel kar sake —
apni ungli uski kalai ke andar ki soft jagah pe ghumaayi.
Reeti ka poora badan ek pal ke liye thoda stiff ho gaya,
uski saans atak gayi,
aur phir usne apne pair ke panje se Rajat ke pair pe halki si maar maar kar signal diya:
"Bas kar!"
Rajat ne andar hi andar muskurate hue,
aur thoda aur apni ungli uski haath ki veins pe ghumaayi —
jaise kehta ho:
"Shaadi ke baad pooja mein bhi teri chhed-chhad chhodi nahi."
Reeti ka chehra aur laal pad gaya,
par woh kuch nahi kar paayi —
sirf aankhon se ek shikayat bhari muskaan dekar rahi.
Havan ke dhooein mein, mantra ke madhur sur ke beech,
yeh naya joda ek dusre ke saath sirf sharirik nahi,
ab apni rooh se bhi juda ja raha tha —
har chhed-chhad, har chhoti muskaan ke saath,
ek nayi kahani likh raha tha.

Pooja ke saare rituals khatam hone lage the.
Sab log relaxed ho gaye the — ek taraf chhoti mooh dikhai ki tayyari ho rahi thi,
toh kuch log khane ki ladoo aur mithai baatne mein lag gaye the.
Reeti ko ghar ke andar bulaaya gaya —
thoda kapdon ka badalav karne aur next rasam ke liye ready hone.
Naina usse le jaane lagi,
par tabhi Rajat ne ek signal diya, aankhon se,
aur Reeti jaise bas apne aap chalti hui ek quiet corner ki taraf mud gayi —
jahaan aas paas koi nahi tha, sirf ek andhera chhota se varandah aur kuch jugnoo type light thi.
Jaise hi Reeti udhar aayi,
Rajat peechhe se aaya,
aur ek haath se uski kamar pakad ke seedha usse apne se chipka diya.
Reeti ek second ke liye dar gayi,
fir jaane se pehle bas thoda resist karte hue boli:
"Rajat... koi dekh lega!"
Par Rajat ne uski kamar aur tight pakad li,
aur apni body uske against chipka di —
apna hard hota hua lund uske soft ass ke against rub karta hua.
Apne hothon ko Reeti ke bare kamar ke neeche ghusa kar,
uski blouse aur lehenga ke beech apni ungliyaan chalaate hue,
halki si dirty awaaz mein bola:
"Toh kya?
Sabko bata doonga...
ki main apni maa-patni ko abhi turant apna banana chahta hoon..."
Reeti ka shareer ek pal ke liye hil gaya —
usne apna muh rokne ki koshish ki,
lekin jab Rajat ne apna muh uske kaan ke peeche rakha,
aur apni zubaan se halka sa lick kiya,
Reeti se ek zabardast moan dabakar bhi nahi chhupa.
"Mmmmh... Rajat..."
Rajat ne uski kamar par apna haath aur neeche slide karte hue,
Reeti ke lehenga ke neeche ghus gaya —
aur uski inner thighs ko tease karte hue halka sa pressure daalne laga.
Reeti ki saans fast ho gayi thi.
Uska lehenga aur blouse ke neeche se sharir pura sensitive ho chuka tha.
Uska navel ke paas se lekar niche tak halka halka kapkapahat tha,
aur panties already gili ho rahi thi uske naughty touch se.
Rajat ne dheere se uske ear ke neeche kiss kiya,
aur whisper kiya:
"Pooja toh khatam ho gayi, ab meri maa-patni ki asli seva shuru honi chahiye na?"
Reeti ne aankhen band kar li, apni kamar aur zyada Rajat ke against dhakel di,
aur bas halki si shikayat bhari awaaz mein boli:
"Pagal hai tu... mujhe waapas bhej de..."
Rajat ne apne haathon ka grip thoda aur tight kiya,
aur dirty tone mein bola:
"Waapas bhejne se pehle... ek chhoti si gift..."
Usne seedha apne haath se Reeti ke blouse ke andar ghusa diya,
aur uska ek nipple pakadkar usse softly pinch aur roll karna shuru kiya —
halki si twist, halka sa pull —
aur Reeti ke hothon se bina control ke ek aur moan nikla:
"Aahhh... Rajat... ruk ja abhi!"
Rajat ne muskurate hue apni pant ki zip halka sa kholkar apna thoda sa lund nikal liya,
aur Reeti ke soft, gile panty ke against uska tip rub karta hua growl kiya:
"Aaj ghar waale nahi... meri maa ki gand khulegi phir se..."
Reeti ne aankh khol kar use dekha,
uski aankhon mein sharam, darr aur hawas ka perfect mel tha.
Phir ek zor ka hansi rokti hui chhup chhup se boli:
"Tu to sach mein pagal hai...!!"
Rajat ne apni aankhon mein pure deewanapan ke saath jawab diya:
"Aur tu meri jaan hai, meri maa bhi, meri patni bhi...
aur meri aaj ki chudai ka asli haqdar bhi."
Phir Rajat ne use corner mein wall ke against push kiya,
aur apni zubaan uske gale se neeche ki taraf le jaane laga,
blouse ke andar ghuste hue uske boobs ko poore muh se suck karta,
aur Reeti bas apne pair ke panje tiptoe par uthakar,
apni poori body Rajat ke hawale kar chuki thi.
Uski saans, uski moan, uska sharir —
sab Rajat ke control mein tha.

Reeti ab wall ke against chipki hui thi,
dupattā uske shoulders se halkā sarak chukā thā,
aur blouse ke andar Rajat ka haath tha —
uski full, warm breasts ko squeeze karte hue,
har pinch aur pull ke saath Reeti ke moan uske hothon mein dab rahe the.
Bahaar se logon ki hansi, panditji ki aarti ki awaaz aa rahi thi,
par yahaan — iss chhoti si andheri jagah mein —
sirf unke sharir ki garmi ka hungama tha.
Rajat ne apna haath dheere se aur neeche le jaaya —
Reeti ke lehenga ke andar, panty ke upar se —
aur feel kiya,
woh completely geeli thi.
Rajat ne apni ungli se panty ko side khiskaaya,
aur apni middle finger uske folds ke beech dheere se slide ki.
Garama aur tight,
her hone ka proof uski twacha ke har spasm mein tha.
Reeti apni aankhen zor se band kar chuki thi,
apna muh Rajat ke shoulder mein chhupa kar,
saans andar kheenchti ja rahi thi,
taaki koi bhi uska moan na sun sake.
Rajat ne apni finger thoda aur andar daali,
aur apni thumb se uski clit ko halka halka rub karte hue,
dirty, teasing voice mein uske kaan mein fuskaya:
"Chup rehna maa...
warna sabko pata chal jaayega
ki nayi dulhan apne beta ke haath se corner mein hi hil gayi..."
Reeti ke pair weak hone lage,
uska sharir Rajat ke haathon pe hil raha tha,
aur uske andar ek uncontrollable wave uth rahi thi.
Rajat ne apni finger ka pace thoda aur tez kiya —
andar jaate hue, clit ko press karte hue —
aur Reeti apni kamar ko uski ungli ke against rub karti jaa rahi thi,
poore sharir se surrender karti hui.
Uske hothon se ek suppressed cry nikli:
"Mmmmh... Rajat... beta... please... ruk jaa..."
Par Rajat ab apne flow mein tha —
aur dheere se apni doosri ungli bhi uske andar ghusa di,
do ungliyaan ab uski tight pussy ko stretch karte,
andar-bahar jaati ja rahi thi.
Reeti ka sharir ab thartharane laga tha —
uska mooh Rajat ke seene mein daba tha,
aur uski taange apne aap hilaane lagi thi,
orgasm ka tsunami uske andar se ubhar raha tha.
Rajat ne apne haath se uska muh band kar diya,
aur apni ungliyon ka pace itna tez kar diya
ki Reeti bas silent screams karte hue hilti rahi —
pure orgasm mein.
Uska sharir convulse kar gaya —
ek badi silent orgasmic wave ke saath,
uske andar se warmth nikalti hui Rajat ke haath pe behne lagi.
Rajat ne uska sharir apne se chipka kar,
apni ungliyon ko dheere se uske andar se nikala,
aur uske wetness se bhari ungli ko apne muh mein le jaakar suck kiya —
chupke se, apni aankhon mein uske liye deewangi ke saath.
Reeti ab thak ke uske khilaf latak gayi thi —
aankhen band, saans tez, aur sharir thoda halka kaanp raha tha.
Rajat ne uske kaan mein dheere se fuskaya:
"Meri maa... meri patni... meri raat ka sapna...
aur meri subah ka nasha..."
Reeti ne apni aankhon mein aansu aur muskaan mila kar bas apna sir uske shoulder par rakh diya —
har chhoti maryada, har bachaav tod kar,
sirf uski dulhaniya,
aur uski maa ban kar.




Thoda time baad, jab Reeti ka saans normal hua,
aur uske gaal ka laal rang thoda sambhla,
tab Rajat ne apne haathon se uske dupatte ko theek kiya,
aur aankhon mein ek naughty chamak ke saath kaha:
"Ab dulhaniya ko saj kar waapas jaana chahiye...
warna log sochenge ki main tujhe pooja ke beech hi kha gaya!"
Reeti ne aankhon se ghoorta hua use dekha,
aur thoda naraaz sa muh banate hue,
apni lehenga sambhalte hue seedha khadi hui —
lekin andar se abhi bhi thoda thoda kaanp rahi thi.
Jab dono wapas hall mein aaye,
toh sab log already unka intezaar kar rahe the.
Naina ne aankhon se Reeti ke gaal pe laal rang dekhkar teasing tone mein bola:
"Kya baat hai bhabhi... pooja ka asar itna tezz?"
Rohan bhi hans pada, aur Rajat apni muskaan rok nahi paaya.
Usne sirf apne haath jod kar namaste kiya — jaise poora nirdosh ho.
Reeti ne aankhen neeche jhukaayi,
aur apne dupatte ko thoda aur tight pakad liya,
sharm se apna gaal chhupane ki koshish karte hue.
Phir pandit ji ne aage bulaya:
"Ab dulha aur dulhan milkar ghar ke kuldevta ke samne prarthana karenge."
Rajat aur Reeti dono aage baithe.
Pooja ki aarti chal rahi thi,
aur sabka dhyaan mantra aur deepak ki roshni mein tha.
Par Rajat?
Uska dhyaan to sirf apni maa-dulhan par tha.
Usne apni aankhon se Reeti ko chhedna shuru kar diya —
kabhi aankh maar ke,
kabhi lips ko halka sa chaat ke.
Reeti apna sharam se phatne wala chehra chhupane ke liye bas pooja ki thali mein jhuki jaa rahi thi.
Par jab Rajat ne apna pair secretly uske lehenga ke neeche ghusa kar uski inner thigh touch ki,
tab uska pura sharir ek second ke liye hil gaya.
Usne turant apna pair hataya,
aur aankhon mein ek warning bhari nazar se Rajat ko dekha.
Par Rajat bas cheek se muskuraya, jaise keh raha ho:
"Main to rukunga nahi..."
Pooja ke baad sab log aarti lene ke liye khade huye,
aur jab Reeti apna aarti ki thaali haath mein lekar ghumi,
tab Rajat ne ek mauka dekhkar apne haath se uske kamar ko halka sa squeeze kar diya —
bilkul chupke se, kisi ko pata bhi nahi chala.
Reeti ka muh ekdum se shock se khul gaya,
uska gala sukha,
aur aankhon mein ek aisi sharm thi jo chhup nahi paayi.
Phir jab sab log prasad le rahe the,
Rajat uske paas aaya aur dheere se uske kaan ke paas fuskaya:
"Poornima ka asar abhi tak tere sharir mein hai na maa?"
Reeti ne aankhen band ki, saans sambhali,
aur bas apne haath se uske seene par halki si choti maar ke kaha:
"Tujhse to kuch nahi sambhala jaata..."
Aur dono,
ek chhupi hui dunia mein,
apne rishte ka sabse sukhad, sabse forbidden raaz apni aankhon mein chhupaaye,
baaki duniya ke samne apne naye jeevan ki rasmein nibhaate rahe.

Raat ka waqt tha.
Ghar ab shaant ho chuka tha.
Sab guests ja chuke the,
sajawat ki light thodi feeki pad chuki thi,
aur bas ek gehra sukoon chhaya tha.
Reeti apne kamre mein jaakar fresh ho rahi thi —
nayi dulhan ke thakaan aur thodi si aankhon mein neend le kar,
lekin uska mann Rajat ke saath hone wale honeymoon trip ke sapnon mein uljha tha.
Neeche drawing room mein,
Rajat apne father ke paas sofa pe baitha tha,
donon ke haath mein halki si chai thi.
Dono chup the —
par ek unsuni baat hawa mein mandra rahi thi.
Kuch der baad, Rajat ne apna cup table pe rakha,
apne haath apni jeans ke pockets mein daale,
aur thoda sa sankoch ke saath bola:
"Papa... main aapse ek baat karna chahta hoon."
Uske father ne apni muskaan ke saath dekha,
samajh gaye the ki kuch gehra aane wala hai.
Rajat ne thoda sa jhijhak kar,
lekin aankhon mein sachchai bhar ke kaha:
"Woh... Reeti ne mujhe sab bataya...
ki kaise woh maa thi... Garima maa...
aur kaise usse vardaan mila tha..."
Uske father ne apni chai ka cup neeche rakha,
aur apni aankhon se Rajat ke chehre ka har kona dekhne lage —
jaise uski rooh tak dekh rahe ho.
Rajat ne aage bola:
"Pehle to mujhe yakin nahi hua.
Shock tha, dard tha...
par phir jab maine apni aankhon se use maa ke roop mein dekha,
uski aankhon mein wahi pyaar, wahi sukoon,
toh mujhe samajh aa gaya..."
Uski awaaz thodi kanpne lagi thi.
"Main sirf uske naam, ya sharir se nahi juda hoon, papa...
main uski rooh se pyaar karta hoon."
Uske father kuch nahi bole pehle,
sirf gehri aankhon se Rajat ko dekhte rahe.
Fir dheere se, bahut thande aur sukoon bhare shabdon mein bole:
"Beta, jab maine sach jaana tha...
main bhi toota tha.
Laga tha, sanskaar, maryada... sab kuch bikhar gaya."
Rajat chup tha, aankhen jhuki thi.
Uske father ne aage kaha:
"Lekin jab maine tum dono ki aankhon mein ek dusre ke liye woh pavitra pyaar dekha...
toh maine samjha,
ki rishton ke daayre insaan banate hain...
aur kabhi kabhi...
pyaar uss daayre se bahar bhi pavitra hota hai."
Unki aankhon mein aansu the,
par ek dum garv aur prem se bhare hue.
"Mujhe tum dono se koi shikayat nahi hai, Rajat.
Main khush hoon...
ki meri Garima... meri beti bankar meri ghar mein phir se khush hai.
Aur mera beta... apni maa-patni ke saath apna jeevan bana raha hai."
Rajat ke aankhon se bhi ek aansu tapak gaya.
Phir unke father ne haath badha kar uska kandha pakad liya:
"Aur ab... jaise main tujhse pehle keh chuka hoon...
ab mera sapna hai ki tu aur Reeti...
humare vansh ko aage badhao."
Rajat ne aankh pochte hue muskuraya,
aur haan mein sir hilaaya.
Phir ek cheeky smile ke saath bola:
"Papa... tension mat lo...
next poornima ke din se main apna pura farz nibhaane wala hoon..."
Uske father hans diye,
aur dono baap-beta ek ajeeb si understanding aur pyaar ke bandhan mein aur majboot ho gaye.
Rajat jaante tha,
ab uska raasta saaf tha.
Reeti uski thi,
uska pyaar, uska sapna, uska vansh —
sab ab sach hone wala tha.
Rajat ab thoda relaxed feel kar raha tha.
Baap-beta dono ke beech ka woh unsaid tension ab khatam ho chuka tha.
Ab hawa mein ek halka sa mazaak, ek shaitani comfort aa gaya tha —
jaise dono jaante the ki ab woh sab kuch khul kar baat kar sakte hain.
Thodi der chup rehne ke baad,
Rajat ne apni chai ka ek sip lete hue,
halke naughty andaaz mein bola:
"Waise Papa...
ab jab aapko sab pata hai...
toh kuch... tips doge kya?"
Uska chehra mischievous tha, aankhon mein ek shararti chamak.
Uske father ne apne specs ko thoda set kiya,
aur ek heavy laugh karte hue bola:
"Tips? Kis cheez ke?"
Rajat ne halka sa blush karte hue aankhen churaayi,
aur phir dheere se bola:
"Maa ke saath... bed pe..."
Ek second ke liye silence chhaya,
phir dono zor se hans diye —
jaise apni hi awkwardness pe hans rahe ho.
Rajat ke papa ne muskurate hue,
halke serious aur emotional tone mein kaha:
"Beta... main jaanta hoon... yeh sab kuch normal nahi hai...
par sach to yeh hai ki main Garima ko tabse jaanta hoon,
jab tu iss duniya mein tha bhi nahi."
Unki aankhon mein ek halka sa dard, ek pyaar ka noor tha.
"Main uski aadatein, uske sharir ka har reaction jaanta hoon...
kaise woh touch pe hilti hai,
kaise kiss pe melt hoti hai,
kaise apni aankhon se sab kuch keh jaati hai..."
Rajat ne thoda halki saans li,
jaise apne andar ek ajeeb sukoon bharte hue sun raha ho.
Tab uske father ne thoda aur jhuk kar,
thoda confidential tone mein bola:
"Main tujhe kuch real tips deta hoon...
agar tu chahta hai ki woh tujhmein pura bikhar jaaye..."
Rajat ne aankhen chamka kar bola:
"Bolo Papa... main sab sun raha hoon..."
Papa ne apni ungli se count karte hue tips shuru kiye:
"Pehla —
Garima jab kiss ke dauraan apne navel ke aaspaas touch feel karti hai na...
toh woh control nahi kar paati.
Uske liye pehle apni zubaan se uska navel circle karna,
aur dheere se halka halka suck karna."
Rajat ka lund halka sa hil gaya soch kar.
Usne chupke se apne haath se apni jeans ke upar adjust kiya.
Papa ne aage bola:
"Dusra —
uski kamar pe jab tujhe apne haathon se grip karte hue
dheere se thoda pressure daalega na,
aur apna body poora chipka dega,
toh woh hilne lagegi khud-ba-khud.
Kamar aur peeth ke beech ka portion uski sabse zyada sensitive jagah hai."
Rajat ab literally apne imagination mein Garima ko pakad chuka tha.
Papa thoda aur jhuk kar, dheere aur bold tone mein bola:
"Aur teesra —
jab tu uski gand pakadkar uske andar dheere-dheere,
fir zor se thrust karega...
aur uske kaan mein halki se dirty baatein karega...
ki tu apni maa ko apne bachche se bhar raha hai...
toh woh apne aap apne aap ko tere neeche samarpit kar degi."
Rajat ke chehre ka rang ab pura garam ho chuka tha.
Uska sharir literally react kar raha tha.
Usne bas halka sa hansi chhupate hue bola:
"Papa... aap to kamaal ho..."
Papa bhi muskurate hue peeche jhuk gaye,
aur ek dum se cheeky andaaz mein bola:
"Beta...
teri maa ka sharir main pehle jaanta tha,
ab tu uska dil aur sharir dono jeet.
Aur vansh ke liye...
bas apni maa ko raat bhar chhodta mat rehna."
Rajat ne apne haath jod kar namaste kiya mazaak mein,
aur dono fir se hans diye —
par is baar, ek nayi dosti ke saath,
ek nayi understanding ke saath.
Ab Rajat jaanta tha —
kya karna hai, kaise karna hai,
aur kaise apni maa-patni ko poora apna banana hai.


Room mein ek ajeeb sa relaxed mahaul tha.
Wo heavy baatein, guilt, dar — sab ab jaise dhuaan ban kar udd chuki thi.
Ab sirf ek ajeeb si acceptance thi —
aur ek bold, dirty rishta —
do mardon ke beech,
jo kabhi ek hi aurat se juda the...
aur ab us aurat ko apne apne tareeke se poora karne wale the.
Rajat ne apne haath apne sir ke piche bandhte hue,
cheeky tone mein bola:
"Waise Papa...
ab jab sab kuch clear ho gaya hai...
toh sach mein kuch aur suggestions dena chahoge?"
Uske father ne muskurate hue ek zyada naughty, thoda teasing look diya,
aur apna cup table pe rakh diya.
Phir thoda jhuk kar, heavy voice mein bola:
"Dekh beta...
maine Garima ko zindagi bhar chhua hai,
samjha hai,
toh kuch cheezein hain jo tujhe kaam aayengi."
Rajat thoda aage jhuk gaya, jaise ek ladka apne sabse bade raaz sunne ja raha ho.
Papa ne aankh maarte hue,
bina kisi sharam ke bola:
"Sabse pehla —
jab woh completely chhud jaati hai,
uske nipples aur bhi tight ho jaate hain,
tab unko zor se suck kar,
thoda bite kar —
Garima ko pain aur pleasure ka mix sabse zyada turn on karta hai."
Rajat ka lund fir se tight hone laga tha soch ke.
Usne hansi chupate hue sir hilaaya.
Papa ne aage bola:
"Doosra —
agar kabhi tujhe lagge ki woh thak gayi hai...
toh bas uski kamar ko dono haath se uthakar,
uski gand ko zor se pakad kar
piche se maarna shuru kar dena..."
Unki aankhon mein ek spark tha,
jaise apna pura tajurba transfer kar rahe ho.
Phir thoda dheere se,
aur zyada dirty tone mein bola:
"Aur teesra aur sabse important —
jab tum dono climax ke kareeb ho...
toh uske kaan ke paas jaake
usse bolna ki
'Apne beta ka bachcha apni maa ke andar chhod raha hoon'..."
Rajat literally us moment mein apni imagination mein hil gaya.
Usne apni jeans ke andar thoda adjust karna pada.
Papa ne thoda hans ke bola:
"Garima ko jab apne motherhood aur patni hone ka mix feel hota hai na...
toh woh apne aap apni taange aur zyada faila leti hai..."
Rajat ab bilkul silent tha —
par uski aankhon mein ek dangerous, wild sparkle thi.
Phir, halka sa serious tone mein Papa ne bola:
"Beta...
kya ajeeb sa hai na?
Ek hi aurat...
pehle meri thi...
ab teri hai..."
Rajat ne aankhon mein mazaak aur garv ka mix le kar bola:
"Aur Papa...
hum dono ka itna accha taste tha
ki maa hum dono ki rani ban gayi."
Dono baap-beta ekdum se hans diye —
lekin is baar hasi mein koi awkwardness nahi thi.
Sirf ek ghera, forbidden, magar sukoon bhara bandhan tha.
Phir Papa ne aakhri mein aashirwad dete hue bola:
"Bas beta,
ab tu apni maa-patni ko aise pyaar kar
ki woh har raat tujhmein kho jaaye.
Aur...
jaldi se apni maa ke kokh se ek nayi zindagi duniya mein le aa..."
Rajat ne apna haath papa ke haath pe rakha,
aur aankhon mein promise ke saath bola:
"Main poori mehnat karunga Papa...
maa ke andar apna vansh chhodne ke liye."
Dono ek dusre ki aankhon mein dekh kar muskura diye —
jaise ek ajeeb sa, paap bhara,
phir bhi pavitra rishta bann gaya ho.

Subah ka waqt tha.
Ghar mein ek halka sa excitement ka mahaul tha —
honeymoon trip ka packing, preparations,
aur sabke chehre pe naye sapno ki chamak.
Reeti apne kamre mein ek suitcase khol ke apna kapda arrange kar rahi thi.
Soft cotton kurtis, kuch fancy dresses, aur ek ya do nighties —
sab carefully rakh rahi thi,
par har kapda fold karte waqt uska dil thoda thoda fast dhadak raha tha.
Woh jaanti thi —
yeh sirf ek simple trip nahi tha.
Yeh woh raaten thi jahan sirf woh aur Rajat honge —
aur koi rokaawat nahi.
Jab woh ek halki si nighty fold kar rahi thi —
ek soft peach color ki, almost sheer fabric wali —
tabhi peeche se Rajat aaya,
apne haathon se uski kamar pakad kar uske against apna sharir chipka diya.
Reeti halki si uchli,
phir turant samajh gayi kaun hai —
aur apna dupatta sambhalte hue blush kar gayi.
Rajat ne apni nose uske gale ke peeche rub karte hue,
dirty slow voice mein kaha:
"Hmm... kya kya packing ho raha hai maa?"
Reeti ne aankhon mein sharam aur gusse ka mix le kar bola:
"Mujhe tayaar hone de...
mujhe sab theek se arrange karna hai..."
Rajat ne apne haath uske tummy ke neeche se ghusa diye,
aur uski soft waist ko rub karta hua bola:
"Arrange to main tujhe karunga...
honeymoon pe raat ko bed pe..."
Reeti ne aankh maar ke uska haath hatane ki koshish ki,
lekin Rajat ne tight grip banake usse apne aur kareeb kheench liya.
Uski lips ke paas fuskate hue Rajat ne bola:
"Aur waise bhi...
kal Papa se jo tips mile hain..."
Reeti ka chehra ekdum shock se laal pad gaya.
Usne turant palat ke Rajat ki aankhon mein dekha:
"Kya? Papa se kya baatein hui?"
Rajat ne ek naughty smile ke saath uske kaan ke paas apne lips laate hue kaha:
"Bas yeh seekha hai...
ki kaise meri maa-patni ki kamar pakad kar,
use apne lund se itna bhar doon
ki woh chale bhi na paaye agle din..."
Reeti ka muh literally khul gaya,
uski saans tez ho gayi,
aur uske haath se kapde gir gaye.
Usne apne haath se Rajat ke hothon ko halki maar maar ke chup karne ki koshish ki,
lekin Rajat ne use wall ke against push kar diya,
aur apni body uske against grind karte hue bola:
"Mujhe Papa ne bataya hai...
ki jab main apne beta hone ka haq aur pati hone ka junoon ek saath chalata hoon...
toh meri maa apni god khol kar mujhe apne andar bula leti hai."
Reeti ki aankhen ab poori tarah bhar gayi thi —
sharam, hawas, aur pure love se.
Usne dheere se aankhen band kar li,
aur sirf apna body uske against melt kar diya.
Rajat ne halka sa uske navel pe zubaan se lick kiya,
aur whisper kiya:
"Honeymoon pe main tujhe itna bharunga maa...
ki tu apne andar mera vansh feel karegi...
har raat... har morning..."
Reeti ne aankh khol kar, halki si moaning ke saath,
apna haath Rajat ke chest pe rakha,
aur dheere se bola:
"Bas kar... warna abhi yahin..."
Rajat ne hans ke uska chin uthaya,
aur aankhon mein aankhon daal kar kaha:
"Abhi nahi maa...
honeymoon mein tujhe bed pe, shower mein, balcony mein —
har jagah chodne ka plan hai..."
Reeti ne aankhen band kar ke,
halki si muskaan aur gehri sharam ke saath sir hilaaya.
Suitcase abhi bhi adha khula pada tha,
aur dono apne sapno ki duniya mein kho gaye the.

Ghar ka aangan saj gaya tha —
mild decorations, phool, aur soft background mein bhajan chal rahe the.
Sab log — rishtedaar, naina, rohan, aur kuch neighbours —
Reeti aur Rajat ko honeymoon trip ke liye bida karne ke liye ikattha hue the.
Reeti ek simple but sundar blue aur cream ka suit pehne hui thi,
dupattā sir par,
aur aankhon mein wo nayi dulhan wala chamak.
Rajat white kurta aur denims mein casual lag raha tha,
par aankhon mein ek naughty excitement thi jo chup nahi rahi.
Sab log milte gaye, aashirvaad dete gaye.
Reeti sabse muskurate hue mil rahi thi, par jaise hi woh apne sasur ke saamne aayi,
thoda extra serious ho gayi.
Apne sasur ke pair chhuke jaise hi Reeti uthi,
usne aankhon mein ek Garima waali jhalak ke saath ghoor kar dekha —
ek dum nazar ghuma ke, thoda angry playful look maarte hue kaha:
"Kya sikha diya aapne apne bete ko...?
Sab kuch batana zaroori tha kya?"
Uske father-in-law ne ek dum hansi rok kar, aankh maar ke bola:
"Arey... maa beti ke beech koi raaz nahi hona chahiye na?"
Peeche Rajat bhi muskurate hue aankh maar raha tha,
jaise keh raha ho — Papa ko full marks milne chahiye.
Reeti ne thoda nakhre se dupattā sambhala,
aur aankhon mein sharm, pyaar aur thodi si shikayat le kar bola:
"Main honeymoon ke baad aap dono ka alag hisaab lungi..."
Sab log hass diye —
mahaul halka, masti bhara, aur pyaar se bhara hua tha.
Phir final aarti hui,
nariyal aur mishri ka prasad diya gaya,
aur car ke liye pooja hui.
Reeti aur Rajat dono car mein baithe —
ek naye safar ke liye —
ek nayi duniya ke liye.
Car jaise hi chalee,
piche sab haath hila rahe the,
aur Reeti ne piche mud kar ek emotional nazar daali.
Uske mann mein ek ajeeb sa sukoon tha —
apne parivaar ko blessings ke saath chhod kar apne pyaar ke saath naye jeevan ki shuruaat karne ka.
Par jaise hi car road par thoda door aayi,
Rajat ne apna typical naughty andaaz dikhaya.
Usne driving seat se ek haath hata ke,
Reeti ke thight par softly rakha —
aur heavy dirty voice mein bola:
"Ab tu bas meri hai maa...
aur honeymoon pe main tujhe har din nayi tarike se lene wala hoon."
Reeti ne aankhen badi karke dekha,
aur thoda nakhre se bola:
"Gaadi chala, Rajat!"
Rajat ne zubaan se halka apna hoth ghumaya,
aur teasing tone mein bola:
"Gaadi bhi chalayunga...
aur raat ko tujhe bhi..."
Reeti ne sharam se apna dupattā chehra ke aage kar liya,
aur apni aankhen chhupane lagi.
Car ke andar ek intense sensual hawa bhar gayi thi.
Bahar samundar ka safar dikh raha tha,
santre aur narangi suraj ki roshni sab kuch roshan kar rahi thi.
Rajat ne apni aankhon se road pe dhyaan rakhte hue,
aur apni dirty soch ko sambhalte hue bola:
"Jab beach pe tu bikini mein aayegi na maa...
toh main tere soft boobs ko wahan ke samundar se bhi zyada bheega dunga..."
Reeti literally hil gayi sharam se.
Usne apne haath se Rajat ka shoulder thoda zor se maara:
"Bas kar abhi se...
varna honeymoon tak main hi tujhe thakaa dungi!"
Rajat hans diya —
full naughty laughter ke saath —
aur car coast ke taraf speed karte hue bhaag gayi,
jahaan ek nayi kahaani, ek nayi duniya, aur ek wild honeymoon unka intezaar kar raha tha.

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Car ne resort ke samne brake lagayi.
Beach ka view breathtaking tha —
naram safed ret, lahrata hua samundar,
aur thandi-thandi samundari hawa.
Reeti apne dupattā sambhalte hue thoda shy si lag rahi thi,
jabki Rajat...
uski aankhon mein to sirf ek hi bhook thi —
apni dulhaniya ko ab apni dulhaniya se zyada apni maa-patni banane ki.
Reception pe quick check-in ke baad,
ek staff ne unhe unke honeymoon suite tak guide kiya —
direct beach facing, ek private pool ke saath.
Jaise hi suite ka darwaza band hua,
aur staff nikal gaya...
Rajat ki aankhon ka rang badal gaya.
Room ka mahal khushbudar tha —
phoolon se saja hua,
champagne ready thi,
bed pe rose petals bikhre the —
par Rajat ko kuch nahi dikha.
Uski aankhon ke samne sirf ek cheez thi —
Reeti.
Reeti apne suitcase arrange karne lagti,
lekin Rajat ne peeche se jaake uske kamar pe apna haath ghusa diya,
aur apni body uske against chipka di.
Reeti halki si hichkichaayi:
"Rajat... pehle kapde badal lete hain... fresh ho jaate hain..."
Par Rajat ke kaan mein sirf ek awaaz gunj rahi thi —
uski maa-patni ka moan,
uski pichli raat ki kasmein,
aur Papa ke diye dirty tips.




Usne Reeti ka dupatta ek jhatke mein hata diya,
aur apni haath se uska suit neeche kheench diya —
ek raw possession ke saath.
Reeti ne aankhon mein shock aur excitement ka mix lekar peeche mud kar dekha,
par kuch bolne se pehle hi
Rajat ne apni lips uske hothon pe chipka di —
ek deep, crushing, wild kiss.
Reeti apne haathon se Rajat ke seene ko push karne ki koshish kar rahi thi,
par Rajat ka grip itna strong tha,
aur uski zubaan itni greedy thi,
ki Reeti apne aap ko usme kho baithi.
Rajat ne uska suit puri tarah neeche gira diya,
ab woh sirf ek halki white bra aur panties mein thi —
aur woh bhi itni wet ki fabric skin se chipak gayi thi.
Rajat ne uske soft ass ko dono haathon se pakad ke
use apni taraf kheech liya,
aur apna hard lund uske wet panties ke against rub karne laga.
Reeti ki aankhon mein ab bas surrender tha.
Usne apna gala expose karke Rajat ko aur provoke kiya.
Rajat ne apne teeth se uska bra strap kheench kar neeche kiya,
aur uske tight nipples ko apne muh mein lekar zor se suck kiya —
wildly, greedily —
jaise saalon ki bhookh ek pal mein mitaani ho.
Reeti ke hothon se uncontrollable moans nikalne lage:
"Mmmmhhh... Rajat... beta... aur..."
Rajat ne apna muh uske cleavage mein ghusa diya,
apne dono haath uske boobs pe daba diye,
aur phir usse seedha couch pe dhakel diya.
Couch pe jaise hi Reeti girti,

Rajat uske upar chadh gaya,
aur apne haath se uski panties ko side khiskaakar
apna tip uske entrance pe rub karte hue,
dirty whisper mein bola:
"Ab beach se pehle...
apni maa ko apne lund se bharne ka time hai..."
Reeti ki aankhen pani se bhar gayi,
usne apni taange wide kar di,
aur apne haathon se Rajat ka chehra pakad ke kaha:
"Le lo mujhe, beta...
aaj main sirf teri maa nahi,
teri patni bhi hoon...
aur teri bachche ki maa banne wali hoon."
Aur ek raw, deep thrust ke saath
Rajat apni maa-patni ke andar ghus gaya —
wild, desperate, loving.





Rajat ka har thrust raw power se bhara tha — koi honeymoon romance nahi, yeh ek junooni possession thi.
Couch ke armrest par Reeti ki kamar thami gayi thi, uski kamar slightly uthi hui thi, aur Rajat ka lund uske andar deep, rhythmic strokes mein ghus raha tha — pehle slow… taaki woh har inch mehsoos kar sake… phir thoda aur hard, taaki woh sambhal hi na paye.
Reeti ke moan room ke scented hawa mein ghul chuke the.
"Aaaaahhh… Rajat… yeh… yeh honeymoon hai ya punishment?"
Rajat ne uske baal thode rough tareeke se kheenchkar uska chehra apni taraf ghumaya, aankhon mein intensity thi — woh husband tha, lekin son bhi, aur dono roles mein woh poora utarna chahta tha.
"Punishment nahi, maa… yeh reward hai — us maa ke liye jissne mujhe paida kiya… aur ab meri patni bhi ban gayi."
Usne Reeti ke lips ko again bite kiya, thoda sa blood taste kiya, aur phir uski gardan ke nape ko suck karte hue growl kiya:
"









Tera har part ab mera hai… tujhme sirf mera lund ghusega… tujhe sirf meri aulad paida karni hai."
Reeti ki aankhon se paani tapak gaya — emotion + lust ka nuclear combo. Usne Rajat ke nipples ko kiss kiya, aur thoda sa whimper karte hue boli:
"Tera bacha chahiye mujhe, Rajat… issi honeymoon pe… yahi couch pe."
Ab Rajat ne uski taangen aur wide spread kar di, uske hips ko apne haathon se pakad ke deep strokes dena start kiya — har baar full entry… slap slap slap ki awazein room mein goonj uthi.
Reeti ke boobs ek rhythm mein bounce kar rahe the, aur Rajat unhe catch karke har thrust pe suck karta, kabhi dono nipples ek sath le leta, kabhi unpe thappad maar deta — aur Reeti sirf chillati ja rahi thi:
"Mmmmmh… aur… aur do beta… chhod mat… rukkna mat!"
"Main teri hoon, sirf teri! Iss lund ki addict ho chuki hoon!"
Rajat ab couch pe khud baitha, aur Reeti ko apne upar lapeta — uske legs uske waist ke around tightly lock kar diye, aur woh bounce karne lagi — cowgirl mode, full sweaty desperation mein:
"Mere andar nikalna, Rajat… mujhe pregnant kar… mujhe maa bna de phir se, apne hi bachche ki."
Aur ek final thrust, ek deep growl, aur Rajat ne Reeti ke andar apna saara load release kar diya — seedha andar, raw, unprotected, animalistic.
Uske baad dono ek dusre ke gale lagkar, saans lete hue, couch pe hi gir gaye — poora suite unke honeymoon moans se bhar chuka tha.



Couch pe collapse hone ke baad bhi, Rajat ka hunger khatam nahi hua tha.
Reeti ne ek halka sa laugh kiya, "Rajat, tu pagal hai… abhi toh—"
Lekin Rajat ne uske lips pe finger rakhi. "Chup… abhi khatam nahi hua."
Usne Reeti ko apne lap se uthaya — poori naked, sweaty, glowing — aur seedha godh mein utha liya, jaise woh ek wild trophy ho, aur uska haq ho uspar har angle se.
"Ab deewar ke against… standing. Tujhe feel karwana hai ki tera pati kitna takatwar hai."
Reeti shock mein thoda resist karti, thoda moan karti — "Rajat… tu mujhe utha ke…?"
"Maa ho meri, patni ho meri — sab kuch ho… lekin sabse pehle tu meri hai. Aur main tujhe har tareeke se chahta hoon."
Aur woh usse wall pe pin kar deta hai — uski peeth thandi marble wall se lagti hai, aur Rajat ne uske dono legs apni kamar ke around wrap karwa diye.
Ek haath uske soft ass ko support karta hai, dusra haath uske boobs ko squeeze karta hai — aur lund? Already tip pe.
Ek sharp thrust — ek sath scream.
"AAAAH!"
"Mmmmmhh fuck!"
Rajat ne uske andar deep entry li, poore force se. Har thrust mein full-body power thi — Reeti ka back wall se takra raha tha, aur woh moan karte hue sirf Rajat ke shoulder mein face chhupakar "Haan beta… aur… aur ghusa… yahi toh chahiye tha mujhe…"
Rajat ab uske neck ko bite kar raha tha, sweat lick kar raha tha, aur uske andar jackhammer ki tarah thrust kar raha tha.

Reeti abhi bhi thodi trembling thi after that wild standing fuck — lekin Rajat? Still hard, still starving.
Usne Reeti ko dheere se floor pe rakha, aur khud kneel down kar gaya — uski aankhon mein ek naya spark tha. Na woh turant ghusa, na phir se chadh gaya. Nahin. This time he wanted to play.
"Bas kar Rajat… please…"
Reeti ki awaz almost begging thi.
"Bas? Tu ‘bas’ keh rahi hai?"
Rajat ne uski inner thighs pe apne lips rakhe, ek ek kiss deta gaya, upar chadhte hue, lekin center se door — deliberately avoiding her core.
"Jab tak tu ‘Ruk’ nahi kehti… main rukne wala nahi."
Reeti ne apne pair thode aur wide kiye — surrender kar chuki thi. Uska wet core literally throbbing tha. Lekin Rajat ab bhi teasing devil bana raha.
Usne apna hard lund uthake Reeti ke wet folds ke against rub kiya — sirf rub… no entry.
"Rajat… ghusa na!"
"Nahi maa… pehle tujhe pagal banaunga… phir tujhme ghusunga."
Ek hand se usne uske boobs ko squeeze kiya, doosre haath se uski clit ko flick karne laga — uski body shiver karne lagi.
Phir woh dono standing hug mein chale gaye — Reeti ne apna lund rub karte hue squeeze kiya, lekin Rajat still nahi ghusa.
"Main abhi bhi nahin ghus raha… pehle tu gir!"
Aur woh literally usse tease karta raha, standing mein — ek step lete lete dono ka balance bigda… aur they both fell backwards — onto the couch, tangled in desire, tangled in each other.
Reeti Rajat ke upar thi ab — aur uske nipples uske chest se chipak chuke the.
"Tu tease karega? Ab main ride karungi!"
Aur Reeti ne apne haathon se Rajat ka lund pakad ke slowly apne andar guide kiya — ek long gasp dono ke lips se nikli.
"Tera punishment time shuru, pati-beta."
Aur ab couch pe start hua her revenge ride — wild, sweaty, moaning, slapping, and dripping.



:Couch pe girne ke baad Rajat neeche, Reeti uske upar thi — naked, glowing, and charged like a goddess set free.
Rajat ne aankhen uthakar uske boobs ko dekha, jo uske face ke bilkul paas the — swaying, teasing, tempting.
“Ab teri baari hai maa-patni… ride kar mujhe… tod de mujhe.”
Reeti ke chehre pe ek wild smile aayi. “Peeche se tease karega na? Ab tujhe dikhati hoon asli madness.”
Usne apne haathon se Rajat ka rock-hard lund pakda — thoda squeeze kiya, thoda tease kiya — aur phir slowly apne andar slide kar diya.
“Mmmmmhhhhh...”
Ek saath dono ke hothon se nikalti guttural moans. Reeti ka face aankhon mein emotion aur lust ka mix — Rajat ka face pure surrender.
Aur phir shuru hua her ride — slow at first, grinding motion, apne hips ko circular ghoomate hue, jisse har thrust Rajat ke nerves ko tandoor banata.
"Uff Reeti... tu mujhe pagal kar rahi hai..."
"Karungi… aur ab tu hilega nahi jab tak main cum na kar lun!"
Aur Reeti ne apne dono haath uske seene pe rakhe, aur start kiya wild bounce — fast, rhythmic, sweaty. Har bounce mein wet slap sound goonj raha tha — uske hips Rajat ke thighs se takra rahe the, uske boobs jump kar rahe the, aur uska moaning out of control ho raha tha.
“FUCK! YES! RAJAT! ITNA DEEP!”
Rajat ne uske hips ko pakad kar aur tight grip mein le liya, aur neeche se bhi thrust karne laga — unka rhythm ek orgasmic dance ban gaya.
“Cum kar Reeti… cum mere lund pe maa… apne pati ka naam cheekh ke bol!”
Reeti ke eyes roll ho gaye — body shiver karne lagi, nipples tight, pussy clenching hard.
“Maaaaaa—RAJAAAAAAATTTTT!”
Ek wild orgasm — jisme uska pura body shake kar raha tha, juices drip ho rahe the uske thighs pe.
Rajat ne feel kiya uska andar ka squeeze… aur bas — usne apni aankhen band ki, ek final hard thrust diya, aur load explode kar diya uske andar:
“AAHHHHH! TERE ANDAR HI! SAB KUCH!”
Uska seedha, hot cum uske andar gushing gaya — dono bodies ek dusre se chipki hui, breathing hard, chest heaving, lips trembling.
Reeti uske upar gir gayi — still breathing heavy — aur usne uska chest kiss karte hue bola:
“Tera tease ka badla le liya… ab bol, agli baar kaun jeetega?”

Couch par dono ab
 bhi latke hue the —
unke kapde zameen pe bikhre hue,
aur hawa mein ab bhi unke pyaar, sex aur mohabbat ki garmi thi.
Reeti Rajat ke seene par latki hui thi,
uski saans ab bhi thodi bhari thi,
aur uske wet, flushed ghaal Rajat ke collarbone ko choo rahe the.
Rajat ne apni ungli se uski kamar pe slow circles banane start kiye —
jaise abhi bhi uski har heartbeat ko feel kar raha ho.
Room mein sirf waves ki halki aawaaz aa rahi thi —
aur un dono ki silent warmth.
Reeti ne apna haath Rajat ke chest ke beech rakha,
aur apni aankhen band karke uski dhadkan sunne lagi.
"Tera dil bohot tez dhadak raha hai..."
usne halki si smile ke saath kaha,
aankhen ab bhi band thi.
Rajat ne uske baalon mein ungliyan ghusaate hue jawab diya:
"Tere andar tha na abhi... abhi bhi feel kar raha hoon tujhe..."
Reeti ne uske seene ko thoda zor se hug kiya,
jaise keh rahi ho — mat nikal mujhmein se abhi.
Unke sharir ab shaant the,
par dil ke andar abhi bhi ek geela sukoon tha,
jaise kuch adhoora poora ho gaya ho.
Rajat ne uske kaan ke peeche kiss kiya,
aur fuskaya:
"Maa..."
Reeti ne aankhen kholi —
aur thoda sharma ke uska chehra apne seene mein chhupa liya.
"Abhi mat bol... mujhe sharam aa rahi hai..."
Rajat ne hansi rok ke uska gala pakad ke kiss kiya,
aur bola:
"Mujhe sirf tu chahiye.
Maa ke roop mein, patni ke roop mein,
ya seedha meri god bharne wali devi ke roop mein."
Reeti ne aankhon mein aansu aur muskaan mila ke
uske lips pe ek soft kiss diya.
"Raat bohot lambi hai, Rajat..."
usne dheere se kaha.
Rajat ne uske hips pe haath rakha,
aur uske kamar ke curve ko feel karte hue bola:
"Toh ab raat bhar… sirf tu, main,
aur yeh couch..."
Aur phir dono,
ek dusre mein ghule hue,
apni saans, skin aur dil mila kar
iss honeymoon ki sabse pyaari cuddling mein kho gaye.

[Joker44]

Shaam ka waqt ho gaya tha.
Beach ka asmaan narangi aur laal rangon mein rang gaya tha —
aur thandi, namkeen hawa chal rahi thi.
Room ke andar,
Reeti aur Rajat ne thoda fresh hoke kapde badle.
Rajat ne casual white linen shirt aur shorts pehna,
aur apni aankhon mein wo cheeky naughty sparkle lekar
Reeti ko dekhne laga.
Reeti bathroom se jab bahar aayi,
toh Rajat literally freeze ho gaya.
Usne ek light, pastel blue ka beach ka two-piece pehna tha —
simple yet provocative.
Niche ek cute short skirt jaisi cover thi,
upar ek halke transparent net ka shrug tha jo halki si her curves ko chhupa raha tha —
but jitna chhupa raha tha,
usse kahin zyada dikha raha tha.
Uske smooth milky thighs,
flat navel,
aur bare soft arms —
sab kuch itna tempting lag raha tha ki Rajat ka lund phir se apne aap hard hone laga.
Uski aankhon mein ek wild possession aa gaya.
Usne aankh maar ke bola:
"Maa... itni sexy lag rahi hai ki honeymoon ka beach pura jal jaayega."
Reeti sharmate hue apne shrug ko sambhalne lagi,
par woh jaanti thi —
Rajat ki aankhen use aise strip kar rahi thi jaise duniya mein aur kuch tha hi nahi.
Jab dono resort ke private beach pe aaye,
toh hawa aur thandi, aur sunset aur gorgeous ho gaya tha.
Par...
sabse gorgeous thi Reeti.


..



Beach pe kuch aur couples bhi the,
kuch foreigners, kuch Indian tourists.
Aur jaise hi Reeti ne apne nange pair se ret mein kadam rakha,
aur apni skirt ko thoda sambhalte hue aage badhi —
sabki nazar bas uspe atak gayi.
Kuch ladke apne sunglasses ke peeche se uska body scan kar rahe the —
uski bare legs, uska soft cleavage jo net shrug ke neeche se halki si glimpse de raha tha,
aur uska sexy, innocent face jisme pure lust aur sharm dono ka mix tha.
Rajat ne dekha...
aur andar se uska possessiveness explode hone laga.
Usne apni haath seedha Reeti ki kamar ke around daal diya,
aur apni body ko thoda close karte hue
apne haath ka grip tighten kar diya —
jaise sabko aankhon se keh raha ho:
"Dekho jitna dekhna hai...
par yeh sirf meri hai.
Meri maa, meri patni, meri rani."
Reeti ne feel kiya Rajat ka tight grip,
aur aankhon se ek halki si shikayat wali muskaan di.
Rajat ne uske kaan ke paas fuskaya:
"Pata hai?
Agar yeh sab mujhe ghoorte rahe,
toh main beach pe hi tujhe apne lund se mark karunga...
ki yeh sirf mera haq hai."
Reeti literally hil gayi uski baat se —
uski aankhon mein sharam aur excitement dono ek sath daud gayi.
Phir dono haath pakad kar beach ke kinare chalne lage,
paer ke neeche soft ret,
aur beach ki thandi hawa mein dono ka sharir ek dusre se chipka hua tha —
har kadam pe ek nayi kahaani likh raha tha.




Beach ki hawa aur thandi hoti ja rahi thi,
suraj apne narangi saaye ko samundar ke andar doobata ja raha tha.
Dono haath pakad kar, hawa mein udte jaise chal rahe the,
lekin Rajat ke andar ka hawas aur possessiveness ab peak pe tha.
Reeti jaise hi samundar ke ek thoda sunsaan hisse ke paas pahunche,
jahaan badi badi pathar aur rocks the,
Rajat ne bina kuch kahe
apni maa-patni ka haath khinch kar ek chhoti si chhupi jagah mein kheench liya —
jahaan kisi ki nazar nahi padh sakti thi.
Reeti halki si chikh gayi,
"Rajat... kya kar raha hai?!"
Par agle second uski saari hawa uske seene mein atak gayi —
kyunki Rajat ne use wall ke against push kar diya,
aur apna pura sharir uske against daal diya.
Apni aankhon mein wild hunger le kar,
Rajat ne apne dono haath Reeti ke waist pe rakhe,
aur uski body ko apne se squeeze karta hua,
ekdam raw tone mein bola:
"Main control nahi kar sakta maa...
tujhe dekh ke mera lund khud ko rok nahi pa raha."
Reeti ne aankhon mein halki si aankhon ka dariya le kar dekha,
aur jaise poori tarah apna astitva uske hawas ke samne chhod diya.
Rajat ne bina waqt kharaab kiye
apne hothon ko uske soft, trembling lips pe chipka diya —
ek deep, desperate, hungry kiss.
Unki zubaan ek dusre mein lapet gayi,
aur saari duniya jaise us kiss mein kho gayi.
Rajat ka haath ab uski net shrug ke neeche se ghus gaya tha,
seedha uske bare soft stomach ko rub karta,
niche ki taraf move karta,
aur Reeti apne pair tiptoe pe uthakar uski body ke against grind karne lagi.
Rajat ne apne haathon ko uski mini skirt ke andar ghusa diya,
aur uski inner thighs ko tease karte hue
apni ungliyon ko uske wet panties tak le gaya.
Wahan...
Reeti already geeli thi —
hawas aur samundar ki hawa ka perfect blend uske sharir mein tha.
Rajat ne apne finger se uski panties ke upar halka sa pressure diya,
aur Reeti ka pura badan hil gaya —
ek halki si suppressed moan uske hothon se nikal gayi:
"Mmmmhh... Rajat..."
Rajat ne dirty whisper mein bola:
"Poora beach sunn raha hai maa...
apni awaz daba ke rakhna...
warna sabko pata chal jayega ki
kaise ek beta apni maa ko beach pe hi chodne wala hai..."
Reeti ne apne haath se uske chest ko zor se pakad kar control karne ki koshish ki,
par Rajat ne uski panties ko side kheench kar,
apni fingers se uski slit ko directly touch kar liya —
aur ek halki si rub ke saath hi Reeti ka sharir apne aap kaanpne laga.
Uski saans itni tez thi ki woh apna balance kho rahi thi.
Usne apni taangen thodi faila di instinctively,
aur apne haathon se Rajat ka haath pakad kar aur andar kheenchne lagi.
Rajat ne apni middle finger ko dheere se uske andar push kar diya —
warm, tight, aur geela...
aur Reeti ke muh se ek muffled cry nikli:
"Aaaahhh... Rajat... beta... please..."
Rajat ne apna muh uske gale mein chhupa liya,
aur thrust karte hue dirty growl kiya:
"Apne bete ka lund abhi teri chut mein nahi daala maa...
par apni ungli se tujhe hilata rehunga... jab tak tu beach pe hilte hue cum nahi karti..."
Reeti ka sharir ab uncontrollable hil raha tha —
uska skirt upar uth gaya tha,
aur uske moans ab dhoop aur samundar ke hawa mein gunjne lage the.
Sirf kuch seconds mein,
Rajat ki finger strokes ke saath,
Reeti ka orgasm ka tsunami aaya —
uska pura badan spasm mein aaya,
aur uske hothon se ek silent scream nikal gayi
jaise samundar ki lehron ke saath melt ho gayi ho.
Rajat ne uska sharir apne seene se chipka kar pakad liya,
aur dheere se apni finger bahar nikali,
aur uske lips pe ek passionate, claiming kiss diya.
..


Beach ki woh wild chhupi hui raat ka asar ab tak unke sharir mein tha.
Reeti thodi sambhal kar chal rahi thi,
lekin uske aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi —
jisme sharm bhi thi,
aur Rajat ke hawas ka garam nishaan bhi.
Dono haath pakad kar,
thoda casual banne ki koshish karte hue
resort ke open-air restaurant mein aaye.
Wahan halki roshni thi —
candle lights, slow music, aur samundar ka background noise.
Perfect romantic dinner ka mahaul.
Jaise hi woh dono ek cozy corner table pe baithe,
aur menu dekhne lage,
Rajat ka haath seedha table ke neeche slide ho gaya —
seedha Reeti ke nange thighs pe.
Reeti thoda shock hui,
aur aankhon se "Behave!" ka signal diya,
par Rajat apni full naughty mood mein tha.
Usne apne anguthe se Reeti ke inner thigh pe small circles banane shuru kiye,
aur dheere se table ke neeche se skirt ke andar chhupke ghus gaya.
Reeti ka gala sukha,
usne menu apne muh ke saamne kar liya,
taaki koi uska laal hot chehra na dekh paye.
Tabhi Rajat ne apne lips uske kaan ke paas le jaakar,
extremely dirty, deep whisper mein bola:
"Tujhe abhi bhi mere ungliyon ka taste apni chut mein feel ho raha hoga na maa..."
Reeti literally hil gayi chair mein.
Uska sharir abhi bhi sensitive tha.
Uski body react kar rahi thi bina marzi ke.
Rajat ne apna haath thoda aur upar slide kiya,
aur halki si panties ke border ko rub karte hue slow tease karne laga —
uske navel ke neeche tak ungli ghuma ke.
Reeti ka mooh phatne wala tha sharam se.
Usne apni aankhen band kar li aur softly bola:
"Rajat... please... sab dekh rahe hain..."
Par Rajat ne sirf cheeky smile ki aur apne aawaz mein aur zyada hawas bhara:
"Mujhe dekhne do...
sabko dikhana chahta hoon ki meri maa ka sharir sirf mera hai..."
Waiter jab paani aur starter lene aaya,
toh Reeti ne apna pair zor se Rajat ke pair pe maar diya —
taaki woh control mein aaye.
Rajat thoda hans diya —
par uski aankhon mein clearly likha tha —
"Main aaj tujhe nahi chhodne wala."
Khane ke dauraan,
jab bhi Reeti apna fork uthati,
Rajat ka haath uski kamar ya thighs ko brush karta.
Kabhi kabhi woh apne pair se Reeti ke pair ke beech ghus jaata,
soft rub karta,
aur Reeti ko apne seat mein hila deta.
Poore dinner ke dauraan Reeti ka focus sirf ek tha —
apne moans ko dabakar apne muh mein chupana,
aur Rajat ke naughty attacks se survive karna.
Jab finally dessert aaya,
ek soft chocolate mousse,
Rajat ne apne spoon se mousse uthakar Reeti ke lips ke paas laaya,
aur aankhon mein deewangi le kar bola:
"Mousse ka taste teri chut ke ras se milta hai, maa..."
Reeti ki aankhon mein shock, sharam aur excitement ka toofan aa gaya.
Usne halka sa apna muh khola,
aur Rajat ne spoon apne ungli se uske lips ke andar push kiya,
aur apne aankhon se bas ek hi message bheja:
"Tayyar ho ja...
raat abhi baki hai..."


Honeymoon dinner ke baad,
jab dono suite mein wapas aaye,
aur Reeti apne heels nikaal kar bed ke edge pe baith gayi,
tabhi Rajat ka phone ring hua.
“Papa calling…”
Rajat ne aankh maar kar Reeti ki taraf dekha,
aur phone uthate hi chill tone mein bola:
“Haan papa! Kaise ho? Ghar pahuch gaye?”
Phone pe uske father ki hansi ki aawaz aayi:
“Haan haan, sab theek hai… bas socha apne ‘beta-pati’ se pooch loon…
beach pe maa ki seva shuru hui ya nahi?”
Rajat zor se hansi chhupate hue bola:
“Papa... beach hi kya, couch, balcony, sab pe seva ho chuki hai…
aur abhi dinner ke dauraan table ke neeche bhi…”
Reeti, jo bed pe baithi thi aur apne dupatte se face ponch rahi thi,
usne jaise hi suna —
uska chehra poora laal tamatar ban gaya.
Rajat ne jaane bujh kar Reeti ki taraf dekha aur zyada zor se bola:
“Papa, abhi toh maa ka navel touch therapy chal rahi hai —
aapke diye tips kamal kar rahe hain!”
Papa us paar se hans padhe,
aur bola:
“Meri bahu ko zyada pareshan mat kar beta…
thoda sa romance bhi, thoda cuddle bhi kar liya kar!”
Rajat hans ke bola:
“Cuddle to sirf us waqt hota hai jab woh moan karke thak jaye,
aur hilte hilte so jaaye…”
Phir Rajat ne phone apne haath se Reeti ke kaan pe rakha,
uske shocked expression ke saath bola:
“Papa tumse baat karna chahte hain…”
Reeti ne aankh mein aankh daal kar usse ghoora,
aur dheere se phone liya:
“Jee... namaste...”
Papa ne teasing tone mein bola:
“Kaisi ho meri honeymoon wali bahu?
Beta kuch zyada toh nahi kar raha?
Zyada zor se hilata hai toh batao…
main thoda samjha dunga usse!”
Reeti literally speechless ho gayi.
Uska gala sukha… muh khula… aankhen shock mein…
fir haanphte hue sirf itna bola:
“Nahi… woh... sab theek hai… Rajat... bas thoda zyada…”
Papa ne bola:
“Thoda zyada hi hone do...
varna beta ka vansh kaise badhega?”
Reeti ne haste haste phone waapas Rajat ko de diya:
“Main aapke dono baap-bete ke against complaint file karungi!”
Phone cut hua,
Rajat ne phone side table pe rakh diya,
aur dheere se Reeti ki kamar ke paas aake baith gaya.
Uska chehra abhi bhi laal tha —
sharam aur hansi dono mein.
Rajat ne uske kaan ke paas fuskaya:
“Papa ne bola tujhe zyada pareshan na karun…
toh ab main tujhe aur zyada pareshan karne wala hoon…”
Reeti ne aankhon se ghoor ke bola:
“Pagal hai tu... sabko kuch bhi bol deta hai!”
Rajat ne apna haath uske dupatte ke neeche ghusa diya,
aur slow stroke karta hua bola:
“Papa toh proud hai apne beta-pati pe…
aur meri maa-patni bhi thodi der mein phir se proud feel karegi…”
Usne Reeti ko apni godh mein uthaya,
seedha bed ke beech mein giraya,
aur uske lips pe deep, long, wild teasing kiss chalu kar diya.
..

Room ki lights soft thi,
lekin Rajat ki aankhon mein wild hunger chamak rahi thi.
Jaise hi phone call khatam hua,
usne Reeti ki taraf dekh ke bold andaaz mein bola:
"Ab phone ho gaya…
ab meri perfect wife apne pati ko ek sexy show degi. Nikini utar, aur mujhe strip karke dikha."
Reeti ne thoda sharmate hue aankhen churaayi,
lekin Rajat ki aankhon ka junoon dekh ke,
uske andar ki bold dulhan jag gayi.
Usne dheere dheere apne bikini ke straps loose kiye,
sabse pehle top neeche gira diya —
uske firm boobs, thandi hawa mein tight ho gaye nipples ke saath,
poori tarah Rajat ki aankhon ke saamne aa gaye.
Rajat ki saansein tez ho gayi,
lund aur bhi hard ho gaya,
aur Reeti uski aankhon mein aankh daal ke,
apni panties ko dheere se hips ke upar se neeche slide karti gayi —
jaise kisi movie ki slow-mo seduction scene ho.
Panty poori tarah neeche gayi,
aur Reeti ne apne hothon pe ek naughty smile ke saath,
apna body full display kar diya.
"Bas, ya aur kuch chahiye?"
usne tease karte hue bola.
Rajat ek second bhi nahi ruka.
Seedha Reeti ko grab kiya,
aur usse balcony ke taraf kheench le gaya.
Bahar andheri raat thi,
neela samundar, lehron ki aawaaz,
aur hawa mein namkeen khushboo.
Rajat ne Reeti ko balcony ki railing par bend kar diya,
uski taange khol di,
aur uske naked ass ko do haath se pakad kar thoda upar uthaya.
Reeti thoda ghabra ke boli:
"Rajat… koi dekh lega, please!"
Par Rajat bilkul bhi sunne mood mein nahi tha.
"Let them see, meri jaan.
Aaj main chahata hoon sab dekhein ki meri wife kaun hai,
kaise uska pati usse chodne mein king hai."
Usne apna hard lund nikal kar,
uski chut pe tip rub kiya,
aur phir ek raw, desperate thrust ke saath andar daal diya.
"Aaaahhh… Rajat…!"
Reeti ka muh balcony ki railing pe lag gaya,
uski aawaz hawa mein gunj gayi.
Rajat ne uski taange aur wide kar di,
apni kamar ko uske ass ke against jor se thrust karte hue
full pace mein andar-bahar karne laga.
Balcony mein, samundar ke upar,
raat ke andhere mein,
sirf unki moans, thap-thap sound,
aur Reeti ke desperate, wild whispers gunj rahe the.
"Rajat… slow… ahhh… koi dekh lega…
par… mujhe rok mat… aur do…!"
Rajat full wild tha,
uske hips uski ass pe slap kar rahe the,
har thrust pe thap-thap ki awaaz,
aur Reeti ki moans hawa mein mil rahi thi.
Rajat ne uske kandhe par jhuk ke dirty whisper kiya:
"Bol maa, kaisi lag rahi hai beach wali chudai?"
Reeti bas ab apni body mein kho chuki thi:
"Mmmh… mera pati mujhe king ban ke le raha hai…
aur mujhe farak nahi padta koi dekhe ya nahi…
chhod mujhe… aur jor se…"
Unke sharir balcony pe, waves ki aawaz ke saath synchronize ho gaye,
aur ek wild, risky, and unforgettable honeymoon night ban gayi.




Balcony ki railing pe, raat ki thandi hawa, samundar ki lehron ki awaaz…
aur dono ke sharir — ek dusre mein jhank chuke the.
Rajat ka pace aur tez hota gaya,
uski kamar ki thap-thap Reeti ki ass pe baj rahi thi,
aur har thrust ke saath Reeti ke moan zyada wild aur desperate ho rahe the.
"Mmmhhh... Rajat... beta... aur... aur gehra...!"
Rajat ne apni grip uske hips pe tight kar di,
aur apne lund ko uski chut ke andar aur andar press karta gaya.
Uski breathing bhi ab out of control thi.
"Teri chut itni tight hai maa... main abhi girne wala hoon..."
Rajat ne uske kandhe pe jhuk kar growl kiya.
Reeti ki aankhein band thi,
honth se continuous moans nikal rahe the,
uske boobs railing pe press ho chuke the,
aur uske toes balcony floor pe curl ho gaye the.
"Aaahhh... Rajat... cum kar... mujhmein hi... mujhe tera vansh chahiye!"
Rajat ab pura wild, pure animal instinct pe tha.
Ek final, deep, hard thrust ke saath
usne apna lund poora uske andar tak dhakel diya,
aur poore body ke saath collapse kar gaya.
Dono ek saath, ek hi wave pe cum kiya —
Reeti ki chut andar se contract kar gayi,
aur Rajat ka garam load uske andar shoot hua,
itna ki dono ka balance railing pe hil gaya.
"Ohhhh... fuck... fuck maa... tu best hai..."
Reeti bas heavy breathing, aankhen band,
balcony pe apna head piche kar ke,
wild, sweaty, aur completely surrender.
Kuch pal tak dono sirf wahi, balcony pe,
ek dusre ko pakad ke,
saans lete rahe —
raat ki hawa, samundar ki waves,
aur unke moans abhi bhi hawa mein ghoom rahe the.
Rajat ne dheere se apna lund bahar nikala,
aur apne haath se Reeti ke bare hips ko rub karta raha.
Phir usne uske kaan ke paas fuskaya:
"Tu sach mein meri dream dulhaniya hai...
aur meri maa bhi... ab tujh mein mera vansh bhi aa jayega."
Reeti ne apne peeche haath le ja kar
Rajat ka chehra pakad liya,
aur husky, broken voice mein boli:
"Bas kar... ab tu mujhe balcony pe firse pregnant kar dega!"
Rajat hans diya,
phir usko apne se khinch kar tight hug mein le liya,
aur dono ne khula aasmaan, nange sharir, aur open sea ke saamne
ek dusre ko slow, soft kisses diye.
Kuch der baad,
dono thak ke, pyaar mein, balcony ke floor pe hi baith gaye,
Reeti apne pati ke lap mein,
Rajat apni dulhan ki khushboo ko apni sanson mein ghulta hua.
Samundar ki lehron ne unki wild chudai ki awaaz ko chhupa liya,
lekin dono ke dil mein woh raat
hamesha ke liye jalti rahi.


Nayi subah, beach resort ka room golden sunlight se chamak raha tha.
Balcony ke sheeshe par kuch paani ke drops,
andar bed par —
Rajat aur Reeti,
still tangled together, bare sheets ke neeche.
Rajat pehle jaag gaya.
Uski aankhon mein ab bhi raat ki wild memory thi —
aur saamne Reeti, apne bikhre baalon ke saath,
soft moans ke saath, abhi bhi uski chest pe so rahi thi.
Usne dheere se apni fingers Reeti ki bare back par move ki,
aur soft husky voice mein bola:
"Good morning, Mrs. King..."
Reeti ne aankhen band rakh kar,
softly murmur kiya:
"Aaj mat ched... abhi bhi body mein dard hai..."
Rajat ne hans kar, uske cheeks pe kiss kiya:
"Tu itni sexy thi kal raat,
main kaise control karta?
Aur balcony wali performance toh Oscar milne layak thi!"
Reeti ne aankhen khol kar uska shoulder lightly punch kiya:
"Stupid… poora beach sun raha tha!"
Rajat ne blanket thoda aur neeche kheench liya,
uski bare legs ko dekha,
aur naughty smile ke saath bola:
"Aaj beach ka crowd tujhe sore chalti dekh ke
applause karega!"
Reeti blush kar gayi,
phir dheere se bed se nikalne lagi.
Jab khadi hui,
toh uski taange clearly sore thi —
ek soft awkward walk, thighs thodi spread,
lekin face pe woh nayi dulhan wali glow.
Bathroom jaate jaate Rajat ne aur tease kiya:
"Shower mein help chahiye toh bula lena...
main ready hoon,
aaj tujhe sponge bath bhi dena hai!"
Reeti ne aankh maar ke reply diya:
"Pehle breakfast order kar,
phir beach walk…
phir shower…
phir dekhti hoon kitni himmat hai tujhmein!"
Rajat ne phone uthaya,
breakfast ka menu open kiya,
aur aankhon mein naughty sparkle ke saath bola:
"Aaj poora din honeymoon Queen ke naam…"
Reeti bathroom ke andar gayi,
aur shower chalu karte waqt,
apne pati ke pyar aur raat bhar ki chudai yaad karke,
face pe ek naughty, satisfied smile aa gayi.

[Demon King]

nice story. keep posting.

[dramasingh]

update pls

[Demon King]

Update nahi dena to bata do.