Adultery Meri Mummy Bahut Tezi se Badal Gayi.

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Us shaam, main aur Maa ghar jaane ke liye tayyar the, badboo se thak gaye the aur Mukesh ke bare mein uneasy the, kyunki kal raat maine bathroom mein uski gandi baatein suni thi. Achanak, Mukesh ne haath badhaya aur Maa ka haath pakda, uski pakad naram lekin mazboot thi, uski aankhein Maa par tiki thi, ek aisi nazar se jo mujhe samajh nahi aayi. 
 
Mukesh: Rani, itni jaldi kyun jana hai? Tum yahan reh sakti ho, pata hai, yahan dher saari jagah hai. Tumhare hone se yeh ghar zinda lagta hai. 
 
Maa: Mukesh ji, hamein ab ghar jana hai. Raj ko sona hai, aur mujhe Ma ke ghar kaam hai. Shukriya, lekin hum nahi reh sakte. 
 
Mukesh: Are, Rani, thodi der aur ruk jao. Mujhe company chahiye, aur Raj yahan khel sakta hai. Itni raat toh nahi hui, hai na? 
 
Maa: Aapka dil bada hai, Mukesh ji, lekin Raj ko aaram chahiye. Aur ghar ja kar khana bhi banana hai. Shayaad kabhi aur, thik hai? 
 
Mukesh: Rani, tum sab ke liye itna kaam karti ho. Yahan ruk kar thoda relax kyun nahi karti? Main tumhara khayal rakhoonga, tumhe pata hai. 
 
Maa: Main dil se kadar karti hoon, sach mein, lekin meri zimmedariyan hain. Raj aur mera ek routine hai, main use tod nahi sakti. Hum aur din madad karne aayenge. 
 
Mukesh: Thik hai, Rani, lekin zara ruk jao. Tumhare liye kuch laane do pehle, bas ek second lagega, wada hai. 
Usne Maa ka haath chhoda aur bedroom ki taraf tezi se chala gaya, uske kadmon ki awaaz hall mein goonj rahi thi. Maa darwaze ke paas khadi thi, purse haath mein, thodi confused lag rahi thi. Mujhe kabhi samajh nahi aaya ki Maa usse haath kyun pakadne deti thi. 
 
Main: Maa, usne rukne kyun kaha? Woh kya la raha hai? Kya hum ab zyada der rahenge? 
 
Maa: Pata nahi, Raj. Shayad humari madad ke liye kuch dena chahta hai. Thodi der rukte hain, dekhte hain, zyada waqt nahi lagega. 
 
Mukesh wapas aaya, ek chhota, sundar box haath mein, jo door se bhi mehnga lag raha tha. Box kaala tha, sone ke border wala, us par nazuk design the jo lantern ki roshni mein chamak rahe the. 
 
Usne box Maa ko diya, uski muskaan garam lekin intense thi, uski nazar Maa ke bade stan par thodi der tak ruki jab unhone box liya. 
 
Mukesh: Rani, yeh tumhare liye hai. Tum roz meri itni madad karti ho, kitni achhi ho. Ise kholo, mujhe tumhara chehra dekhna hai jab tum khologe. 
 
Maa: Mukesh ji, yeh kis liye? Aapko kuch dene ki zarurat nahi thi. Is box mein kya hai? 
 
Mukesh: Bas kholo, Rani. Yeh tumhare mehnat ke liye chhota sa shukriya hai. Tum iske layak ho, bharosa karo. 
 
Maa ne purse neeche rakha, Mukesh ki taraf dekha, uske haath thodi si kaanp rahe the jab usne box khola.  
 
Maine dekha Mukesh uske sudol stan ko ghoor raha tha, uski nazar wahan tiki thi, lekin Maa ne notice nahi kiya, woh box par focus thi. 
 
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Uske ungliyon ne box ka dhakkan uthaya, aur woh dheeme se chhoti si awaaz nikali. Andar ek necklace tha, chhote-chhote heeron wala sone ka, itna chamakdar ki lag raha tha jaise humare paas ki har cheez se zyada mehnga ho. 
 
Chain nazuk thi, dil ke shape ka pendant tha jo taaron ki tarah chamak raha tha. Maa ki aankhein badi ho gayi, muh khula, aur woh aisi lag rahi thi jaise rone wali ho, uska chehra anmol tha, necklace ki mehengai se overwhelmed. 
 
Maa: Mukesh ji, main yeh nahi le sakti. Yeh bhut zyada hai, bhut mehnga hai. Please, wapas le lo, main iske layak nahi hoon. 
 
Mukesh: Nahi, Rani, main wapas nahi loonga. Yeh tumhare madad ka inaam hai, tumne mera ghar phir se ghar banaya. Rakh lo, yeh tumhara hai. 
 
Maa: Lekin yeh bhut costly hai, Mukesh ji. Maine bas thodi si safai ki, bas. Yeh… iske liye bhut zyada hai. 
 
Mukesh: Maine yeh tumhare liye kharida, Rani, kyunki tum khaas ho. Tumne socha bhi nahi jitna kiya, aur main apna shukriya dikhana chahta tha. Please, wapas mat do, yeh tumhare liye bana hai. 
 
Uske shabdon mein kuch gehra tha, jaise yeh necklace bas shukriya nahi, balki romantic gift tha, lekin mujhe pura samajh nahi aaya.  
 
Mukesh ka zor dene ka tareeka mujhe laga ki woh dil ka achha hai, meri shak ke bawajood—bathroom wali baat, uska ganda bedroom. 
 
Shayad main galat tha use pervert soch kar. Woh Maa ki parwah karta lagta tha, aur yeh gift itna bada tha. 
 
Main: Maa, tumhe yeh rakh lena chahiye. Yeh sach mein sundar hai, aur Mukesh ji chahte hain ki tum rakho. Chal na, rakh lo! 
 
Maa: Raj, tu sure hai? Mukesh ji, main… mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha kya bolun. Agar Raj ko thik lagta hai, toh shayad mujhe rakhna padega. 
 
Mukesh: Bilkul, Rani, Raj ki baat suno. Yeh tum par perfect lagega, aur mujhe khushi hai ki tum rakh rahi ho. Main ise pehnane mein madad karoon, yeh aur sundar lagega. 
 
Maa: Shukriya, Mukesh ji, aap bhut acche hain. Maine aisa kuch pehle kabhi nahi rakha. Main kaise shukriya ada karoon, pata nahi. 
 
Mukesh ne Maa ke haathon se necklace liya, uski ungliyan unke haathon ko chhoo rahi thi, aur ishara kiya ki woh ghume. Maa ne ghuma, aur woh paas aaya, necklace pehnane ke liye tayyar. 
Maine dekha woh Maa ke khule kandhon ko ghoor raha tha, uski aankhein intense thi, itna paas khada tha ki uska groin Maa ki badi gaand ko chhoo raha tha.  
 
Maa ne uski saans apne kandhon par mehsoos ki aur thodi si kaanp gayi, jaise thand ho, uska sharir ek pal ke liye tight ho gaya. 
 
Uska itna paas hona ajeeb laga, lekin mujhe kuch samajh nahi aaya. 
 
Mukesh: Rani, kyun kaap rahi ho? Itni thand toh nahi hai yahan, hai na? Bas relax karo, main yeh ek second mein pehna doonga. 
 
Maa: Oh, kuch nahi, Mukesh ji, bas thodi si sardi lagi. Aapki saans thandi lagi, bas. Yeh karne ke liye shukriya. 
 
Mukesh ne apne haath Maa ke kandhon par rakhe, uski awaaz naram thi. “Relax, Rani,” usne kaha, aur maine dekha Maa ka chehra badla, jaise usne kuch naya mehsoos kiya.  
 
Yeh pehli baar tha ki maine kisi aur mard ko Maa ko aise chhote hue dekha mere saamne, aur isse mera pet ajeeb sa laga. 
 
Usne necklace uske sar ke upar se laaya, usse chhati ki taraf neeche kiya, aur jab use set kiya, uski ungliyan jaan bujhkar Maa ke stan ko chhoo gayi.  
 
Pehle to mujhe laga galti se, lekin maine notice kiya ki usne jaan bujhkar kiya, uska haath wahan ruka tha. 
 
Woh apna groin Maa ki naram gaand par jaan bujhkar daba raha tha aur Maa bilkul nahi hil rahi thi. 

 
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Yeh normal nahi laga, lekin maine soch ko dhakel diya, abhi bhi soch raha tha ki necklace ka matlab hai woh achha hai.  
 
Mukesh apna chehra Maa ke gaal ke side mein laaya, muskurata hua, aur Maa ne aankhein band ki—romantic tarah se nahi, balki jaise use yakeen nahi tha ki itna mehnga gift mila. 
 
Usne Maa ke stan ko dheere-dheere chhota ja raha tha jab necklace bandh raha tha, uska groin abhi bhi gaand par dab raha tha, aur finally clasp bandh karke, usne Maa ko apne taraf ghumaya. 
 
Mukesh: Kaisa lagta hai, Rani? Yeh tum par perfect hai, jaise maine socha tha. Tum isse aur chamakdaar banati ho. 
 
Maa: Yeh… yeh sundar hai, Mukesh ji, lekin main… mujhe kuch bolna nahi aa raha. Itna fancy pehen kar awkward lag raha hai. Shukriya, sach mein, yeh bhut zyada hai. 
 
Mukesh: Tum iske layak ho, Rani, jo kuch bhi kiya uske liye. Tum jaisi aurat ko hamesha sundar cheeze honi chahiye. Yeh zyada nahi, tumhare liye bilkul thik hai. 
 
Maa: Main kaise shukriya karoon, Mukesh ji, pata nahi. Yeh dil se bahut bada hai, honestly. Main iski kadar karungi, wada hai. 


 
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Maa peeche hati, uska chehra laal ho gaya, aur usne kaha, “Phir se shukriya,” uski awaaz naram thi. Woh awkward lag rahi thi, jaise ab use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki behave kaise kare. 
 
Main: Mukesh ji, mera prize kahan hai? Maa ko kuch cool mila, mera kya? Aapne mere liye kuch liya? 
 
Mukesh: Bilkul, Raj, main tujhe bhoola nahi! Ek minute, main apne kamre se kuch laata hoon. Yahan ruk, abhi aata hoon. 
 
Mukesh tezi se bedroom ki taraf gaya, aur jab woh gaya, Maa ne necklace pakda, uski ungliyan heeron par chal rahi thi, uski aankhein hairani se badi thi. 
 
Woh overwhelmed thi, necklace ko haathon mein ghuma rahi thi, jaise pagal aurat ki tarah uski keemat laga rahi thi, jaise use yakeen nahi tha ki yeh uska hai. 
 
Woh ise pakde rakhi, chamakdar pendant ko dekhti rahi, pehle toh jaise nahi chahti thi, lekin ab, Mukesh ke kamre se bahar hone par, woh khush lag rahi thi, uska chehra utsaah se chamak raha tha. 
 
Jab usne Mukesh ke kadmon ki awaaz suni, woh jaldi se seedhi khadi ho gayi, haath neeche kiye, jaise abhi necklace dekh nahi rahi thi. 
 
 Mukesh mere liye ek box le kar wapas aaya, aur jab maine khola, maine dekha ek Star Wars suit—mera favorite show ka pura costume, lightsaber aur mask ke saath. 
 
Mera dil uchal pada; mujhe Star Wars pasand tha, aur yeh ab tak ka sabse cool gift tha. Main chillaya, aur Maa ne taali bajayi, uska chehra mere liye chamak utha. 
 
Main: Wow, Mukesh ji, yeh toh mast hai! Star Wars mera favorite hai! Bhut shukriya! 
 
Maa: Dekh, Raj, yeh tujh par perfect hai! Mukesh ji, aap bhut acche hain, use aise bigad rahe hain. Ab yeh hamesha yahi pehnega. 
 
Mukesh: Mujhe khushi hai ki tujhe pasand aaya, Raj. Tu itna achha baccha hai, tu iske layak hai. Rani, tera beta bhut pyara hai. 
 
Main: Yeh ab tak ka best gift hai! Kya main abhi pehen sakta hoon, Maa? Mukesh ji, aap toh bhut cool hain! 
 
Maa: Shayad ghar par, Raj, ab raat ho rahi hai. Phir se shukriya, Mukesh ji, sab kuch ke liye. Ab hamein chalna chahiye. 
 
Mukesh: Alvida, Rani, Raj, lekin jaldi wapas aana. Tum dono ne mera din itna achha kar diya. Tum dono ke bina yeh ghar khali lagta hai. 
 
Main: Bye, Mukesh ji! Star Wars suit ke liye shukriya! Main wapas aaoonga jab yeh pehnoonga toh dikhane. 
Maa aur Mukesh ke beech kuch ajeeb tha jab humne alvida kaha. Woh Maa ko baar-baar wink kar raha tha, uski muskaan badi thi, aur Maa ne wink nahi kiya lekin dheere se muskurayi, uski aankhein idhar-udhar chali gayi. 
 
Aisa laga jaise woh ek secret share kar rahe the jo mujhe samajh nahi aaya. 
 
Mukesh: Rani, main chahta hoon tum yahan aksar aao. Is ghar ko tumhari zarurat hai, aur mujhe tumhari company achhi lagti hai. Jaldi wapas aaogi na? 
 
Maa: Dekhenge, Mukesh ji. Ghar par kaam hai, lekin jab ho sakega tab madad karungi. Aaj ke liye shukriya, yeh… khaas tha. 
 
Hum nikle, gaon ki galiyon se hote hue, raat ki hawa thandi aur shant thi. Us raat, Nani ke ghar par, main living room mein tha, apna Star Wars suit try kar raha tha, lightsaber ghuma raha tha, aur Jedi jaisa mehsoos kar raha tha. 
 
Maa apne bedroom mein chali gayi, keh kar ki woh thak gayi hai. Maine notice kiya usne darwaza band kiya, jo ajeeb tha—woh hamesha darwaza khula rakhti thi jab main jaag raha hota tha. 
 
Curious hoke maine pukara, “Maa, aa rahi ho?” aur usne jawab diya, “Aa rahi hoon, Raj, ek minute!” Lekin minute guzar gaye, aur woh nahi aayi. 
 
Main lightsaber ghumata raha, lekin jab woh der tak nahi aayi, maine check karne ka socha. Main uske darwaze tak gaya aur dekha ki lock laga tha, jisse mera pet ajeeb sa laga. 
 
Darwaza lock kyun tha? Maine apna chehra keyhole par lagaya aur andar dekha. Maa sheeshe ke saamne nangi khadi thi, uski saree zameen par thi, woh necklace chhati par lagaye thi, lantern ki roshni mein use ghuma rahi thi. 
 
Woh ise dekh rahi thi, uski aankhein badi, chehre par muskaan, jaise yeh usne kabhi dekha sabse precious cheez ho. Maine apne aap se poocha ki woh nangi kyun khadi thi, necklace ko aise kyun dekh rahi thi. 
 

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Us din ke baad, jab necklace aur mera Star Wars suit mila, Nani ke ghar mein sab kuch alag lagne laga. Maa, Rekha, zyada khush lagti thi, uski muskaan aur chamakdar thi, lekin kuch galat tha, jaise uski aankhon mein koi raaz chhupa ho. Ek dopahar, hum living room mein the, purana TV Star Wars dikhata tha, Luke Skywalker aur Darth Vader ki lightsaber ladai chal rahi thi.

Mujhe pata tha ki Papa ka call tha kyunki Maa ki awaaz badal gayi—naram, seductive, ek aisi garmi bhari thi jo usse phone par Papa ko hasane ke liye use karti thi, aisa tone jo Papa ko khush karta tha.

Uski peeli saree uske sudol sharir se chipki thi, uske bade stan tight blouse ke khilaf dab rahe the, uski curvy gaand dheere se hil rahi thi jab woh purane sofa par leti thi, uski dhili choti kandhe par ek resham ki ribbon ki tarah latak rahi thi.

Is waqt tak Maa ne apna phone number Mukesh ko nahi diya tha, toh woh nahi ho sakta tha. Maine TV ka volume kam kiya, uski baatein sunne ke liye utaavla, lekin woh itni dheere bol rahi thi, almost sexy aur intimate whisper mein, ki mujhe Papa ki awaaz bilkul nahi sunai di, bas uske jawab, har shabd mein ek masti bhari lagaav.

Maa: Oh, honey, mujhe maaf kardo, main itni busy thi. Ma ke ghar ke kaam mujhe pura din bhagaye rakhte hain, tumhe pata hai yahan kaisa hai. Main tumhare calls miss nahi karna chahti thi, meri jaan, kasam se.

Papa: …………

Maa: Nahi, baby, aisa bilkul nahi hai, wada hai. Main safayi, khana banane, sab sambhalne mein ulajh gayi hoon. Main zyada call karungi, thik hai, sweetheart, sirf tumhare liye?

Papa: …………

Maa: Haan, darling, tum sahi ho, main thodi distracted thi. Bas Raj aur yahan ke kaam ke sath thodi si uljhan hai. Main tumhare liye waqt nikaalungi, meri dil ki dhadkan, wada hai.

Maa: Main thik hoon, tumhe itna miss karti hoon ki dard hota hai. I love you too, honey, hamesha aur hamesha ke liye. Alvida, jaldi baat karenge, meri jaan.

Call khatam hua, aur Maa ne phone neeche rakha, uske chamakdar hoth khule, chehra thoda laal, guilt aur ek ajeeb, garam chamak ka mix tha, uske stan har dheemi saans ke sath upar niche ho rahe the.

Aisa laga jaise Papa naraaz the, shayad shikayat kar rahe the ki Maa unke calls nahi utha rahi ya baat nahi kar rahi thi, aur uske kaam ke bahaane thode weak lage, jaise woh kuch gehra chhupa rahi ho.

Maine TV ka volume wapas bada kiya, lekin meri nazar us par tiki rahi, uski saree uski badi gaand ko gher rahi thi, uska posture ek sensual confidence dikha raha tha jo mujhe pura samajh nahi aaya.

Main: Maa, woh kaun tha? Papa the? Woh kya bol rahe the?

Maa: Woh tere Papa the, Raj. Woh isliye upset hain kyunki maine unke calls zyada nahi uthaye hain aajkal. Maine kaha ki yahan madad karte hue busy thi, bas.

Main: Woh gussa kyun hain? Kya tumne kuch galat kiya? Tum unhe zyada call kyun nahi karti?

Maa: Aisa nahi hai, Raj, main bas kaam mein dubi thi. Mukesh ji ke ghar madad aur yahan ka kaam mera sara waqt le leta hai. Kya main busy thi, Raj, tujhe nahi lagta?

Main: Haan, Maa, tum hamesha Mukesh ji ke ghar hoti ho. Shayad tum sach bol rahi ho. Lekin Papa ghar kab aayenge?

Maa: Unka kaam extend ho gaya, toh woh do mahine aur nahi aayenge. Unhe wahan ek bada project hai, jo zaruri hai. Hum jaldi milenge, chinta mat kar. Actually achha hai ki tere papa yahan nahi hain, unhe zyada kaam karne de.

Main yeh khabar sun kar khush nahi tha. Do mahine aur? Main ghar jana chahta tha—Nani ka ghar boring tha, bas Star Wars aur bahar khelna hi tha karne ko.

Maa ka focus Mukesh par jama tha, yeh stranger, itna ki woh Papa se phone par pehle jaisa flirt bhi nahi karti thi, uski awaaz mein woh masti aur teasing spark nahi thi jo mujhe unke Kovalam honeymoon planning ke calls mein yaad thi.

Yeh uske Papa se baaton ko affect kar raha tha, jaise uska dimaag kahin aur bhatak raha ho, kisi naye allure mein phasa ho. Lekin mujhe zyada parwah nahi thi—main Star Wars mein khoya tha, epic battles mujhe screen par wapas kheench rahe the, meri lightsaber fantasies ne mujhe gher liya.

Agle kuch dinon mein, Maa ka sensual routine aur intense ho gaya. Woh har subah makeup karti thi—gehri, chamakdar lipstick jo uske hothon ko bhara aur inviting dikhati thi, kaajal uski aankhon ko smoldering banata tha, blush uske gaalon ko aise highlight karta tha jaise desire ka halka flush ho.

Uski saree pehle se bhi zyada tight thi, uske bade stan aur curvy gaand se chipki hui, uske hips provocatively hilte the jab bhi hum Mukesh ke ghar jaate, har kadam ek jaan bujhkar ka performance, jaise woh kisi ko attract karne ke liye saj rahi ho, jaise woh Papa ke romantic moments ke liye karti thi.

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Uska Mukesh ke sath rishta aur nazdeek ho gaya, almost zyada intimate. Main aksar use uske ghar par dhundta jab woh Nani ke ghar nahi hoti.
Woh verandah par baithte, unki thighs ek doosre ko chhooti, unki hansi naram aur private hoti, Maa ka haath kabhi-kabhi uske paas rakha hota jab woh baat karte.

Mujhe koi shak nahi tha; Mukesh necklace aur Star Wars suit dene ke baad kind laga, toh main socha woh bas close friends hain. Lekin kuch galat laga, ek halka tension jo main samajh nahi paya, jaise koi raaz hawa mein latka ho.

Ek din, main Nani ke ghar ke bahar Star Wars suit mein khel raha tha, apni blue lightsaber ghuma raha tha, imaginary Sith lords ko dramatic style mein kaat raha tha. Maa aur Mukesh andar the, jo ajeeb tha kyunki aaj hum uske ghar nahi the.

Maa bahar aayi, uski saree itni tight thi ki uske voluptuous stan aur badi gaand ka outline dikhta tha, uski gehri lipstick chamak rahi thi jab usne purse adjust kiya, uski choti ek seductive pendulum ki tarah hil rahi thi.




Maa: Raj, main grocery shop ja rahi hoon kuch kharidne. Jaldi wapas aaungi, toh yahin ruk aur khel. Kahin mat bhatakna, thik hai?

Main: Maa, main bhi chaloonga? Mujhe maza aayega, please, mujhe le chalo!

Maa: Nahi, Raj, tu yahin ruk! Mukesh ji andar hain, toh tu akela nahi hai. Mujhse mat argue kar, bas sun.

Main: Thik hai, Maa, fine. Lekin jaldi aana, thik hai? Mujhe apna naya lightsaber move dikhana hai.

Maa chali gayi, uski gaand har kadam par hil rahi thi, saree uske curves se chipki thi jaise koi lover ka touch ho, uske hips aise hil rahe the ki gaon ke log ghoor rahe the.




Main khelta raha, lightsaber hawa mein ghumata raha, lekin blue wale se bore ho gaya aur socha andar se red wala laoon taaki thoda change ho.
Main ghar mein gaya, socha Mukesh living room mein hoga, purane sofa par chai ya akhbaar ke sath, uska usual spot. Room khali tha, sofa khali, TV band, hawa mein sannata.

Maine pukara, “Mukesh ji?” lekin jawab nahi aaya, bas ek halki si awaaz hall se aayi. Main uski taraf chala, mere sandal mitti ke farsh par naram awaaz kar rahe the, kitchen dekha—khali, sink mein gande bartan, curry ki halki si khushboo.

Maine Maa ke kamre mein jhanka, lekin andhera tha, bed neatly bana hua, koi nahi. Awaaz aur tez hui jab main bathroom ke paas pahuncha, aur maine pehchana—Mukesh ki groans, low, guttural, aur intense, bilkul us raat uske ghar jaisa.

Mera dil dhadakne laga, curiosity aur unease ka mix tha. Yeh mujhe us bathroom wali baat yaad dilaya, jab usne Maa ka naam liya aur uske stan, chut, aur gaand ke bare mein gandi baatein ki, uski awaaz desire se bhari thi.

Main dheere se aage badha, awaaz na hone di, groans ab clear thi, thodi khuli bathroom door se goonj rahi thi. Maine Mukesh ki awaaz suni, low aur desperate, “Aaahh, Rekha…” Mera pet mud gaya—woh Maa ka naam phir kyun le raha tha?

Main crack se jhanka, dil tezi se dhadak raha tha, aur dekha woh wahan khada tha, trousers ghutnon tak neeche, ek haath mein apna mota penis pakda, tezi se ragad raha tha, doosre haath mein Maa ki unwashed white panty thi.

Usne panty ko chehre par dabaya, gehri saans li, aankhein band, groans aur tez hote ja rahe the jab woh khushboo ka maza le raha tha, uska sharir pleasure se hil raha tha.

Mujhe nahi samajh aaya ki woh aisa kyun kar raha tha, lekin mujhe pata tha woh achha aadmi hai—usne hamein gifts diye, toh shayad yeh adults ke liye normal hai. Usne panty bas soonghi nahi; usne chaati, tongue se fabric ko trace kiya, chut wale hisse par focus kiya, uska chehra ecstasy mein twisted.

Mukesh (apne aap se): Rekha, teri chut ki khushboo divine hai, itni rich aur musky, mujhe pagal kar deti hai. Main is khushboo ka deewana hoon, yeh hi sochta rehta hoon. Mujhe tujhe taste karna hai, Rekha, mujhe tujhe bhut zarurat hai.

Mukesh (apne aap se): Oh, Rekha, yeh meri naak mein jannat hai, pure bliss. Teri khushboo addictive hai, mujhe har baar aur gehra kheenchti hai. Ek din main tujhe apna bana loonga, kasam se.

Main shock tha, lekin pehle jaisa nahi, kyunki mujhe pata tha Mukesh achha hai, hai na? Usne apna dick aur tezi se ragda, panty ke chut wale hisse ko chaata, groans aur tez, awaaz desperate jab woh apne aap se bolta tha.

Maine socha yeh shayad adult game hai, kuch jo maine suna tha grown-ups karte hain, lekin yeh galat laga, jaise koi raaz jo kisi ko pata na chale.

Mukesh (apne aap se): Rekha, mujhe tujhe har hal mein fuck karna hai, teri chut meri hai. Main har raat tera sapna dekhta hoon, tera sharir mere neeche. Main yeh karwa ke rahunga, chahe kuch bhi ho.

Usne panty ko aggressively naak par dabaya, almost naak ke andar, gehri saans li, jaise uski har nishaan ko consume karna chahta ho. Uske itne intense hone ki wajah nahi samajh aayi, lekin maine laga yeh shayad adults ka tarika hai kisi ko pasand dikhane ka, jaise Maa Papa se flirt karti thi.

Phir usne panty ghumayi, gaand wale hisse ko soongha, naak fabric mein ghusa diya, ek deep, guttural groan ke sath, jisse mera pet mud gaya.
Main disgust ho gaya—yeh bhut weird tha, adult game ke liye bhi, khushboo toh gandi hogi, lekin woh isse pyar karta lagta tha.

Mukesh (apne aap se): Rekha, teri gaand ki khushboo perfect hai, rich aur warm, kisi aur jaisi nahi. Main apna chehra teri gaand mein daal dena chahta hoon, uski softness mehsoos karna chahta hoon. Ek din main teri gaand fuck karoonga, hamesha ke liye apni karoonga.

Mukesh (apne aap se): Yeh khushboo, Rekha, mujhe pagal kar rahi hai, itni gehri aur intoxicating. Mujhe teri gaand taste karni hai, tera har part claim karna hai. Tu hi meri chahat hai, tera har inch.

Main utna shock nahi tha jitna mujhe hona chahiye tha—Mukesh abhi bhi mere dimag mein achha insaan tha, is ajeeb behavior ke bawajood. Woh hil raha tha, apna dick ragadta hua, panty mein khoya, use nahi pata tha main crack se dekh raha hoon.

Yeh panchwi baar tha jab maine use aise dekha, char baar uske ghar, ab yahan Nani ke ghar, hamesha Maa ka naam lete hue, hamesha usi bhuki awaaz mein.

Woh soonghta raha, chut aur gaand wale parts ke beech badalta hua, naak itni zor se dabata tha jaise fabric ko absorb karna chahta ho, haath tezi se chalta, groans aur tez.

Maine socha yeh bas adult game hai, jo mujhe samajh nahi aaya kyunki main baccha tha, lekin yeh raaz, galat laga. Tabhi bahar se footstep sunai diye, gravel ke neeche shoes ki crunch, aur mujhe pata tha Maa grocery se wapas aa rahi thi.

Maine apne aap se poocha ki kya Maa ko pata chalega, main jaldi bahar chala gaya taaki Maa mujhe bathroom mein dekh na le, phir woh andar aayi aur jo next hua usne mujhe shock kar diya…

[Waseem990]

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[Ghosthunter]

Awesome writings

[Mahendra_]

Maa ghar mein aayi, uske haathon mein grocery ke thailon ka bojh, uski peeli saree uske sudol curves ko aise gher rahi thi jaise us par paint kiya ho. Uske bade stan tight blouse ke khilaf dab rahe the, uski curvy gaand har kadam par hil rahi thi, kapda uske gol, bhare hue akaar ko dikha raha tha jo gaon mein hamesha logon ka dhyan kheenchta tha. 

Uski gehri lipstick dim lantern ki roshni mein chamak rahi thi, uski dhili choti kandhe par resham ki rassi ki tarah latak rahi thi, uska chehra ek garmi se laal, jo use pehle se bhi zyada sundar dikha raha tha. 

Hawa mein thailon se masalon ki khushboo thi, uske meethi floral perfume ke sath mil kar, living room ko garam, inviting khushboo se bhar rahi thi. Main wahan apne Star Wars suit mein khada tha, blue lightsaber haath mein, TV par Jedi battle pause thi, mera dil abhi bhi bahar khelne se tezi se dhadak raha tha.

Maa: Raj, Mukesh ji kahan hain? Maine socha woh yahan tere sath hain. Kya woh kahin gaye?

Main: Woh bathroom mein hain, Maa. Maine unhe ajeeb awaazein karte suna, jaise kuch kar rahe hain. Kya main ab bahar khelne ja sakta hoon?

Maa: Haan, ja khel, lekin zyada door mat jana. Main Mukesh ji ko check karungi aur yeh groceries rakh doongi. Lightsaber ke sath dhyaan rakhna, thik hai?

Maine sar hilaya aur bahar daud gaya, mere boots porch par thap-thap karte hue jab maine lightsaber ghumaya, dhool bhare aangan mein Darth Vader se ladne ka natak karta hua. Maa andar rahi, aur mujhe thailon ki halki khad-khad sunai di jab usne unhe kitchen counter par rakha, uski harkatein teez lekin careful, jaise woh kisi cheez ke liye utaavli ho. 

Maine zyada nahi socha—woh aajkal ajeeb behave kar rahi thi, hamesha sajti thi, saree tight, makeup bold, jaise kisi ka dhyan kheenchne ki koshish kar rahi ho. Maine socha shayad moms aise hi karti hain kabhi-kabhi, jaise jab woh Papa se phone par flirt karti thi, awaaz naram aur sexy, unhe hasati thi jab woh Kovalam honeymoon trip plan karte the. Lekin ab, woh Mukesh ji ke sath itna waqt bitati thi, aur yeh alag laga, jaise woh yahan ghar se zyada khush ho.

Andar, Maa ne apni saree adjust ki, ise kheench kar tight kiya taaki uske curves aur dikhayi dein, uske stan aur gaand aur ubhre, uske hoth ek sly smile mein mude. Usne Mukesh ki ghurti nazrein notice ki thi, uske haathon ka chhoona jab woh use cheezein deta tha, uski awaaz mein bhookh jab woh uska naam leta tha. Uski aankhon mein ek spark jagi—woh excited thi, shayad utaavli, yeh jaanne ke liye ki Mukesh bathroom mein kya kar raha tha, uske kadam halke jab woh hall se chali, uski heels tiled floor par dheere se click kar rahi thi.

Bathroom ka darwaza thoda khula tha, ek garam roshni dark hallway mein fail rahi thi, low, guttural groans ke sath jo Maa ki nabz teez kar rahe the. Woh ruki, uska haath darwaze ke paas tha, saans ruk gayi jab usne Mukesh ki awaaz suni, desire se bhari, moaning, 

“Aaahh, Rekha…” Usne crack se jhanka, uski aankhein badi ho gayi, ek naram gasp uske hothon se nikla jab usne dekha—trousers ghutnon tak neeche, ek haath mein apna mota, 11-inch penis pakda, tezi se ragadta hua, doosre haath mein uski unwashed white panty. Woh panty ko chehre par dabaye tha, gehri saans le raha tha, aankhein band, groans aur gehre jab woh musky, intoxicating khushboo ka maza le raha tha, uska sharir raw need se kaanp raha tha. 

Maa disgust se nahi hati; uske hothon par ek sly smile faili, ek dheemi hansi dabate hue, uske gaal amusement aur arousal ke mix se laal ho gaye. Woh amazed thi, nahi shock, Mukesh ke obsession ke proof se, uske liye itni intense desire jo use is secret act tak le gayi, yeh revelation uske sharir mein ek thrill bhej raha tha, use powerful aur desired mehsoos kara raha tha.

Mukesh apne fixation mein khoya tha, uski ungliyan panty ke nazuk fabric ko chhoo rahi thi, naak chut wale hisse mein ghusi, meethi, musky khushboo jo wahan thi use soongh raha tha, har saans use apne fantasy mein aur gehra le ja rahi thi. Uski jeebh bahar nikli, fabric ko taste kiya, groans aur tez jab usne wahan chaata, chehra pure ecstasy mein twisted, hips thodi si hil rahi thi jab usne panty ko aur paas dabaya. 

Maa ki smile aur badi ho gayi, dil dhadak raha tha jab usne realize kiya ki woh bas curious nahi—woh usmein consumed tha, uski khushboo, uski essence, yeh discovery use zyada wanted mehsoos karaya jitna usne saalon mein mehsoos nahi kiya, yahan tak ki apne pati ke pyar ke muqable mein. Repulsed hone ke bajaye, usne ek garam rush mehsoos kiya, yeh pasand aaya ki ek aur mard use itna irresistible manta tha, uska sharir aisi fervent desire ka magnet tha.

Mukesh (apne aap se): Rekha, teri chut ki khushboo divine hai, itni rich aur heady, mujhe pagal kar rahi hai. Main ruk nahi sakta, yeh khushboo meri har chahat hai, yeh tu hai. Mujhe tujhe taste karna hai, Rekha, mujhe teri rooh mein chahiye.

Mukesh (apne aap se): Oh, Rekha, yeh jannat hai, teri essence meri senses ko gher rahi hai. Yeh addictive hai, mujhe aur gehra kheenchti hai, main tujhmein doob raha hoon. Ek din main tujhe apna bana loonga, kasam se.

Maa ke haath uski chhati par chale gaye, uski ungliyan blouse ke upar stan ko dheere se massage kar rahi thi, uske nipples kapde ke neeche hard ho rahe the jab woh Mukesh ke bade penis ko dekhti rahi, uska size aur girth use hairani mein daal raha tha. 
Woh size—11 inch, mota, veined, precum se chamakta—uski spine mein shiver bhej raha tha, ek primal curiosity jag rahi thi, soch rahi thi ki yeh uske pati ke muqable kaisa hai. Usne arousal ka surge mehsoos kiya, uski thighs tight ho gayi, sharir us sight par respond kar raha tha, lekin dimaag mein pati ka khayal aaya, guilt ka ek pang jaldi hi uske core mein jama garam pool se doob gaya. 

Usne aankhein thodi der band ki, phir kholi aur aur dekha, nazar Mukesh ke rhythmic strokes par tiki, haath stan ko knead karte hue, saans halki jab usne hoth kaata.

Mukesh apna penis ragadta raha, harkatein teez hoti gayi, groans aur tez, awaaz desperate jab woh apne aap se bolta tha, Rekha ke fantasy mein khoya. Panty uske chehre par itni zor se dabayi thi, naak almost usmein ghusi, jaise woh uski har nishaan ko consume karna chahta ho. Usne chut wale hisse ko phir chaata, jeebh dheemi aur deliberate, musky flavor ka maza lete hue, uska dick uske haath mein twitch kar raha tha.

Mukesh (apne aap se): Rekha, mujhe tujhe har hal mein fuck karna hai, teri chut meri hai. Main har raat tera sapna dekhta hoon, tera sharir mere neeche, surrender karta hua. Main yeh karwa doonga, Rekha, chahe kuch bhi ho.

Usne panty ghumayi, gaand wale hisse ko soongha, naak fabric mein gehra ghusa, ek guttural groan ke sath jo chhote bathroom mein goonja, chehra pleasure se twisted. 

Khushboo aur rich, earthy thi, aur usne kapda aur zor se dabaya, aggressively naak par ragda, almost naak ke andar, gehri saans lete hue jaise woh ise apni rooh mein daal dena chahta ho. Maa ki hansi dheemi ho gayi, uski aankhein fascination se chamki, haath abhi bhi stan massage kar rahe the, sharir thoda sa hil raha tha jab woh dekhti rahi, uski raw desire se captivated.

Mukesh (apne aap se): Rekha, teri gaand ki khushboo perfect hai, garam aur intoxicating, yeh sab kuch hai. Main apna chehra teri gaand mein daal dena chahta hoon, uski softness mehsoos karna, taste karna. Ek din main teri gaand fuck karoonga, hamesha ke liye apni karoonga.

Mukesh (apne aap se): Yeh khushboo, Rekha, mujhe pagal kar rahi hai, itni gehri aur primal. Mujhe teri gaand claim karni hai, tera har inch mera hai. Tu meri chahat hai, mera sab kuch.

Mukesh ke strokes frantic ho gaye, haath tezi se chala, uska dick swell ho raha tha jab woh climax ke paas pahuncha, groans hawa bhar rahe the. Maa ki aankhein badi ho gayi, ungliyan stan par aur zor se dabayi, saans rukti hui jab woh dekhti rahi, sharir arousal aur disbelief se kaanp raha tha. 

Achanak, Mukesh ka sharir tight ho gaya, groans peak par jab woh aaya, uska cum thick, bharpoor streams mein nikla, uske haath par chhaya aur farsh par tapka, uski sheer volume ne Maa ko hairan kar diya, uske hoth hairani mein khul gaye uske release ki capacity par.

Mukesh (apne aap se): Rekha, oh, Rekha, yeh tere liye hai, sab tere liye. Teri khushboo, tera sharir, yeh bhut zyada hai, main tera hoon. Main tujhe sab kuch doonga, meri pyari, sab kuch.

Maa pagal ho rahi thi, uski nazar uske penis par tiki, uske cum ka sight use overwhelm kar raha tha, haath abhi bhi stan knead kar rahe the, sharir garmi se laal. Tabhi Mukesh ne sar ghumaya, uski aankhein uske sath door ke crack mein mili, shock ka flash uske chehre par aaya. 

Maa ne gasp kiya, dil uchal pada, aur jaldi se peeche hati, hall se kitchen ki taraf daudti hui, heels tezi se click kar rahi thi. Woh counter par pahunchi, apne stan adjust kiye, saree smooth ki, pretend kiya kuch hua hi nahi, chehra laal, saans uneven jab usne chawal ka bag pakda taaki busy dikhe. Rekha kitchen mein daud kar wapas gayi, apne stan adjust karte hue, pretend kiya kuch hua nahi

[Waseem990]

Shandar update 

[Harini13]

Update please

[Ass lover]

Apka update to acha hai
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[Mahendra_]

Shandar update 

Update please

Apka update to acha hai
But choice of words is not so good

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[Mahendra_]

Us din ke baad, jab se Maa ne Mukesh ko bathroom mein uski panty soonghte dekha, woh aur Mukesh bhut close ho gaye, jaise best friends, lekin mujhe yeh thoda ajeeb laga. Meri Maa, Rekha, ne Papa se baat karna almost band kar diya. 

Unke phone calls chhote aur sookhe ho gaye, pehle jaisa maza aur flirty wala nahi, jab woh hansi se bhari awaaz mein Papa se baat karti thi, jaise jab woh apne Kovalam honeymoon ya koi romantic trip plan karte the.Yeh Maa ke liye normal nahi tha—woh pehle Papa ke calls ka intezaar karti thi, badi muskaan ke sath unki baaton mein khushi se khil uthati thi.
 Lekin ab, uska sara dhyan Mukesh par tha, us din se jab usne use panty soonghte dekha. Woh moment uske liye ek spark jaisa tha, jaise usne use excite kar diya, uske dil mein kuch nayi garmi jaga di.Maa ne jaan bujhkar apni gandi panties bathroom mein chhodna shuru kiya, ek chhupa hua khel khelte hue, muskurate hue jaise yeh uska secret thrill ho. 

Ek subah, maine use uske kamre mein dekha, saree utarte hue. Uski badi gaand white panty mein bari mushkil se dhaki hui thi, uski curvy shape saree ke neeche se bhi saaf dikhayi de rahi thi. Usne panty utari, ek naughty si smile ke sath, aur bathroom ki taraf chali, hips hilate hue, panty sink par rakhi jaise woh jaan bujhkar Mukesh ke liye chhod rahi ho. 
Mujhe nahi samajh aaya ki woh itni khush kyun thi—shayad yeh koi adult cheez thi. Kyunki Maa achhi thi, maine socha yeh thik hai, shayad aisa hi hota hai bade logon mein.Hum Mukesh ke ghar jana band kar diya. Iske bajaye, woh Nani ke ghar aane laga, jahan hum rehte the. 

Jab bhi woh aane wala hota, Maa super tight sarees pehenti thi, apne bade stan aur curvy gaand ko aur dikhati, kapda uske sharir se chipka hua jaise doosri chamdi. Ek din usne ek purple dress pehni, jo uske curves ko aise highlight karta tha jaise woh kisi ramp par ho. Doosre din, usne wohi peeli saree pehni, jo uske voluptuous sharir ko gher leti thi, uski badi gaand aur stan ko aur prominent banati thi.[url=]https://postimg.cc/w3drWyFP][/url][/url][u]https://postimg.cc/ykLrYfB4[/url][/url]

Yeh sab jaan bujhkar tha—Maa chahti thi ki Mukesh uski taraf dekhe, uske looks ko pasand kare, uske sharir ka har curve notice kare. Uska chalna dheema aur seductive ho gaya, jaise woh apne aap ko ek showpiece ki tarah present kar rahi ho. Mujhe pata tha auraten pasand karti hain jab mard unhe ghoorte hain—Maa pehle Papa ke ghoorne par muskurati thi, unki aankhon mein ek khushi jhalakti thi jab Papa uski taareef karte the. 

Lekin ab, woh Mukesh ka dhyan chahti thi, uski nazron ka pyar uske liye naya thrill ban gaya tha.Jab Maa chalti, woh apni gaand ko jaan bujhkar hilati, usse bounce karati, aur Mukesh ki aankhein uske peeche chali jati, badi aur bhuki, jaise woh uske sharir ko apni nazron se pee raha ho. 

Main yeh sab dekh kar sochta tha ki yeh shayad wahi hai jo adults karte hain—kuch bura nahi, kyunki Maa khush thi, aur Mukesh ne hamein itne achhe gifts diye the. Mere bacchpan ke dimaag mein yeh normal laga, jaise koi khel jo bade log khelte hain.

Main: Maa, tum itni sundar kyun lag rahi ho aajkal? Har din nayi saree, itna makeup—kya baat hai? Koi khaas wajah?
Maa: (muskurate hue) Arre Raj, bas aise hi. Mujhe achha lagta hai thodi si sajna. Aur jab Mukesh ji aaye, toh thoda achha dikhna chahiye na, ghar ka naam hai!

Main: Lekin tum pehle itna nahi sajti thi, sirf Papa ke liye. Ab Mukesh ji ke liye kyun?
Maa: (haste hue) Oh, Raj, tu bhi na! Yeh bas ek tarika hai apne aap ko khush rakhne ka. Aur Mukesh ji humari itni madad karte hain, toh thodi si mehnat karni padti hai na, unka dil rakhne ke liye.
Main: Thik hai, Maa, lekin mujhe lagta hai tumhe Mukesh ji bhut pasand hain. Woh bhi tumhe ghoorta rehta hai.
Maa: (thodi sharma kar) Bas, Raj, zyada mat soch. Woh bas dost hain, aur dost ke liye thoda sajna thik hai. Tu apna Star Wars khel, chinta mat kar!Maine sar hilaya, lekin dil mein thodi si shanka thi. Maa ka yeh naya roop, yeh dhyan Mukesh par, yeh sab normal nahi laga, lekin maine socha shayad yeh bade logon ka style hai.Do hafte guzar gaye, aur unki closeness aur gehri ho gayi. 
Ek din, main bahar khel kar wapas aaya, pasine se bhiga aur pyasa, apne Star Wars suit mein lightsaber ghumata hua, pretend bad guys se ladta hua. Maine Maa aur Mukesh ko ghar chhoda tha, socha woh usual baatein kar rahe honge, jaise hamesha verandah par baith kar haste hain, unki thighs ek doosre ko chhooti, 

Maa ka haath kabhi-kabhi Mukesh ke paas hota.Main pani pine andar gaya, jaise hamesha karta tha jab khel kar thak jata aur pasina hota, gala garmi se sookha hua. Ghar mein ek meethi khushboo thi, jaise corner mein incense jal rahi ho, hawa ko garam aur cozy bana rahi thi. Living room mein ek halka sa glow tha, lantern ki roshni se sab kuch soft aur warm lag raha tha.
Maa aur Mukesh sofa par the, itne close ki koi doori hi nahi dikhti thi. Maa pet ke bal leti thi, dono haathon par sar rakha, Mukesh ki aankhon mein dekhti hui, jaise duniya mein aur kuch matter hi na kare. Uski tight saree uske stan ko dikha rahi thi, almost bahar nikal rahe the, blouse ke buttons par zor pad raha tha. Mukesh unhe ghoor raha tha, uska chehra Maa ke itna paas ki unki saansein shayad ek doosre ko chhoo rahi thi.[url=]https://postimages.org/]

Woh baatein kar rahe the, awaazein itni naram ki mujhe shabd sunai nahi diye. Woh itne khoye hue the ki unhone mujhe aate hue bhi nahi dekha, unka intimate conversation unhe alag duniya mein le gaya tha. Maa ki aankhein Mukesh par tiki thi, uski muskaan naram, uske hoth gehri lipstick se chamak rahe the. 

Mukesh ne uska haath pakda, ungliyan tight, use aur paas kheench raha tha, unki thighs ek doosre se chipki hui thi.Yeh sab normal nahi tha—maine kabhi kisi aur mard ko Maa ka haath aise pakadte nahi dekha, yahan tak ki Papa ke dost bhi nahi. Unke chehre itne paas the, almost ek doosre ko chhoo rahe the, jaise filmon mein log pyaar mein baat karte hain. Mujhe laga shayad Mukesh Maa ko seduce kar raha tha, lekin mujhe yeh word bhi pura samajh nahi tha. 
Main bas khush tha ki Maa ek stranger ke sath itni comfortable thi, bhale hi yeh ek shadi-shuda aurat ke liye normal nahi tha.
Main: (apne aap se, dheere se) Yeh kya ho raha hai? Maa itni khush kyun hai? Mukesh ji ka haath… 
Papa ke alawa kisi ne aise nahi kiya.Main kitchen mein chala gaya, ek glass pani liya, aur jaldi se piya, thanda pani gale mein acha laga. Jab main wapas aaya, Mukesh ka haath Maa ke kandhe par tha, use tightly pakde hue, unke sharir almost ek doosre se chipke hue. Maine zyada dhyan nahi diya—Maa khush thi, toh main bhi thik tha. 
Main lightsaber uthaya aur bahar khelne chala gaya, Sith lords se ladne ka natak karta hua.
Main: (bahar jate hue, apne aap se) Maa khush hai, toh shayad yeh sab normal hai. Mukesh ji achhe hain, unhone mujhe Star Wars suit diya. Shayad yeh bas dost logon ka tarika hai.Ek raat, main aur Maa living room mein baithe the, hawa garam thi, lantern ki roshni se sab kuch soft glow mein tha. 
Maa ne ek super tight grey saree pehni thi, uske stan blouse se almost bahar nikal rahe the, itne bade aur gol ki roshni un par pad rahi thi. Uski gaand itni badi thi ki saree har curve ko highlight kar rahi thi, aur mujhe yakeen tha ki usne panty nahi pehni—kapda itna smooth tha, koi line nahi dikh rahi thi

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Mujhe nahi samajh aaya ki woh panty kyun nahi pehni, lekin woh amazing lag rahi thi. Uska makeup perfect tha—gehri lipstick uske hothon ko pop kar rahi thi, kaajal uski aankhon ko aur gehra bana raha tha, blush uske gaalon par jaise natural flush ho. 
Woh pair cross karke baithi thi, saree thodi upar chadhi hui, uske curves dikha rahi thi, jaise woh kisi khaas ke liye wait kar rahi ho.
Main: Maa, tum aaj raat bhut sundar lag rahi ho! Yeh grey saree aur makeup—wah! Kya tum kahin ja rahi ho? Lagta hai koi badi party hai!
Maa: (muskurate hue) Shukriya, Raj, tu kitna sweet hai. Main kahin nahi ja rahi, lekin aaj Mukesh ji yahan rukenge humare sath. Bas thoda achha dikhna chahti thi, bus yun hi.
Main: (shock mein) Rukenge? Yahan? Mukesh ji raat yahan kyun rahenge? Aisa toh kabhi nahi hua!
Maa: (naram awaaz mein) Arre, Raj, woh paas mein kuch kaam kar rahe hain, toh yahan rukna asaan hai. Bas ek raat ki baat hai, chinta mat kar. Hum unhe ghar jaisa mehsoos karayenge, thik hai?
Main: Lekin woh kahan soyenge, Maa? Sofa comfortable hai unke liye? Aur tum kahan rahogi?
Maa: Woh sofa par soyenge, Raj. Usse pehle, mujhe unke sath bedroom mein thodi private baat karni hai. Tum hamein disturb mat karna, samjhe?
Main: Thik hai, Maa, main disturb nahi karunga. Kya main aaj raat Star Wars suit mein khel sakta hoon? Tum mujhe raat ko kabhi khelne nahi deti kyunki main sitting room ganda kar deta hoon!
Maa: (haste hue) Haan, Raj, tu khel sakta hai, mujhe khushi hai tu excited hai. Lekin yaad rakh, mujhe aur Mukesh ji ko disturb mat karna, wada kar.
Main: Wada, Maa, main chup rahunga. Yeh toh bhut mast hai! Shukriya, Maa, tu best hai!
Maa: (muskurate hue) Thik hai, meri jaan, ab ja aur apna Jedi khel khel. Bas shor mat karna, aur humein apni baat karne de.Main shock tha—Mukesh ka yahan rukna bilkul naya tha, aur Maa ka unke sath bedroom mein baat karna ajeeb laga. Lekin woh khush thi, toh maine socha kuch bura nahi hai.

Main shock tha—Mukesh ka yahan rukna bilkul naya tha, aur Maa ka unke sath bedroom mein baat karna ajeeb laga. Lekin woh khush thi, toh maine socha kuch bura nahi hai. Woh mujhe raat ko khelne nahi deti thi kyunki main cheezein idhar-udhar kar deta tha, toh uska haan bolna mujhe bhut acha laga. Maine koi shak nahi kiya—Maa achhi thi, Mukesh ne hamein gifts diye the, toh shayad yeh baat normal thi. Main apne Star Wars suit ke khayalon mein khoya, lightsaber ghumane ka plan banane laga.Mukesh aaya, uske kadam porch par zor se goonje, uski badi muskaan ke sath woh andar aaya, uski aankhein Maa ke stan aur gaand par tiki, jaise woh kuch aur dekh hi na sake.

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Pehle jaisa likh rahe the osaa likho itna chota padne mein dikkat ho raha hai

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Us raat Mukesh aaya, uske bhaari boots porch par thap-thap karte hue goonje jab woh Nani ke ghar mein dakhil hua, uski badi muskaan living room ke halke ujale ko roshan kar rahi thi. 

Mujhe nahi pata tha ki kuch hone wala hai ya nahi, lekin hawa mein ek ajeeb si garmi thi, jaise koi chhupa secret ho.Maa apni tight grey saree mein thi, uske bade stan blouse se almost bahar nikal rahe the, kapda itna tight tha ki uski badi gaand ke har curve ko dikha raha tha, itna smooth ki koi line nahi dikhti thi, jaise usne panty nahi pehni.



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Mukesh ki aankhein Maa par tiki thi, uske voluptuous sharir ko ghoorte hue, uski nazar bhuki si, uske stan aur gaand par ruki hui jab woh hili. Maine dekha Maa ne kitchen ki taraf chalte waqt apni gaand thodi zyada hilayi, uske hips dheere aur teasingly hile, jaise woh chahti thi ki Mukesh dekhe.

Woh peeche mudkar dekhi, Mukesh ki aankhein pakad li, aur Mukesh ne apne hoth kaat liye, uska chehra intense, jaise woh door nahi dekh sakta tha. Maa sharma kar muskurayi, uske gaal pink ho gaye, uski gehri lipstick chamak rahi thi, jaise use Mukesh ka ghoorna pasand ho.

Yeh mujhe Maa ke Papa ke sath flirt karne ki yaad dilaya, lekin yeh alag tha, zyada strong, jaise unke paas koi secret hai jo mujhe samajh nahi aaya. Maine apna lightsaber uthaya, bhut excited tha Mukesh ke sath khelne ke liye.Hum living room mein idhar-udhar daudne lage, sabers ghumate hue, main Jedi ban raha tha, woh Sith lord ka natak kar raha tha. 

Khelte waqt maine dekha Mukesh baar-baar Maa ki taraf wink kar raha tha, uski aankhein chamak rahi thi kuch aise jo mujhe samajh nahi aaya.Maa wapas muskurayi, uska chehra naram aur sharmila, uske hoth thodi si hansi ke sath mude jab woh diwar ke sahare khadi thi, uske stan aur zyada ubhre hue.

Main: Mukesh ji, chalo, fight par focus karo! Tum baar-baar Maa ko kyun dekh rahe ho? Tum buri tarah haar jaoge! Mera saber zor se maro, Darth Vader bano! Main sabse best Jedi hoon!

Mukesh: Sorry, Raj, main wahan thoda distract ho jata hoon. Teri Maa itni sundar hai, meri aankhein chura leti hai. Ab focus karta hoon, tayyar ho ja meri attack ke liye! Yeh lo dark side power!

Main: Maa tumhe kaise distract kar rahi hai? Woh toh bas khadi hai, khel bhi nahi rahi! Chalo, asli fight karo! Main yeh battle jeetoonga!

Mukesh: Oh, Raj, tu abhi chhota hai, samajh nahi payega. Woh bas… ignore karna mushkil hai, samjha? Thik hai, chalo, is baar tujhe hara doonga! Mera saber dekh!Mukesh Maa ki taraf muda, use ek badi si smile di, aur woh has padi, uski aankhein usse mili, uske gaal aur laal ho gaye. 

Maine dekha ki woh dono ek doosre ko aise dekhte the jaise bina bole baat kar rahe hon.Maa ki hansi thodi alag thi, zyada naram, aur Mukesh ka haath uske hath ko chhua jab usne use pani ka glass diya tha, thodi der zyada ruk kar. 

Mere liye yeh sab normal adult cheezein thi—Maa khush thi, toh kuch bura nahi ho sakta tha.Khelte waqt Maa kitchen ki taraf chali, apni gaand jaan bujhkar hilati hui, saree uske curves par chipki hui thi. Woh dobara peeche mudkar dekhi, Mukesh ko ghoorta hua pakda, uske hoth zor se kaat liye, uski aankhein uski badi gaand par jami hui thi.

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Main chilla raha tha ki woh focus kare.

Main: Mukesh ji, tum bilkul try nahi kar rahe! Maa ko dekhna band karo, tum haar rahe ho! Asli Sith ki tarah fight karo! Chalo, karo na!

Maa: Raj sahi bol raha hai, Mukesh ji, thoda game par focus karo! Tum mere bete ko itni asani se jeetne de rahe ho. Thik se khelo, chalo!

Mukesh: Thik hai, Rekha, main koshish karta hoon, lekin tu sach mein mushkil bana rahi hai. Raj, tu bhut acha khel raha hai, tu mujhe maar raha hai! Ab main zor se fight karunga, dekh!

Main: Haan, Mukesh ji, main sabse best hoon! Maa toh game mein bhi nahi hai, woh tumhe kaise disturb kar rahi hai? Ek aur round, main tayyar hoon!Mukesh hasa, Maa ko ek aur wink di, aur woh muskurayi, uska chehra chamak raha tha, jaise woh jaanti thi ki woh kya kar rahi hai.

Maine aur cheezein notice ki—jaaise Maa Mukesh ke aur paas khadi hoti thi baki logon se, uski awaaz naram aur meethi hoti thi, jaise woh use aur zyada pasand karwana chahti ho.

Unke hath baar-baar chhute the, aur Mukesh ki aankhein Maa ke stan ya gaand se hat ti hi nahi thi, lekin maine socha yeh bas bade logon ka tarika hai, kuch galat nahi, kyunki Maa meri Maa thi, aur maayen hamesha achhi hoti hain.Dinner ke baad, Maa aur Mukesh sofa ke paas ek sath khade the, uska haath Maa ke kandhe par, unke sharir itne paas ki main unke beech ki garmi mehsoos kar sakta tha. 

Maa ki saree itni tight thi, uske stan pop hone ko tayyar the, uski gaand gol aur bharpoor, thodi si hili jab woh apna wazan shift karti thi.Mukesh ki ungliyan uske kandhe par thi, use paas kheenchte hue, aur woh door nahi hui, uski muskaan naram aur garam thi.

Maa: Raj, yaad rakhna, aaj raat humein disturb mat karna, thik hai? Mukesh ji aur mujhe kuch zaroori baat karni hai private mein. Yahan apne lightsaber ke sath khel, acha ladka ban, thik hai?

Main: Thik hai, Maa, main yahan khelunga. Mukesh ji, tum khelne mein maza kiye! Kal aur khelenge? Aaj maine tumhe acha haraya!

Mukesh: Tu sach mein Jedi hai, Raj, tune mujhe hara diya! Kal fir challenge karunga, chinta mat kar. Rekha, chalo ab baat karte hain, hai na? Main is baat ka intezaar kar raha hoon.

Maa: Haan, Mukesh ji, chalo mere kamre mein. Raj, tune suna, humein disturb mat karna. Thik se khel aur maza kar. Baad mein tujhe check karungi, thik hai?Woh Maa ke kamre ki taraf chale gaye, aur mujhe yeh ajeeb laga. Maa ne kabhi kisi mard ko Nani ke kamre mein nahi jane diya, yahan tak ki Papa ke doston ko bhi nahi, aur darwaza lock karna ajeeb tha, jaise unke paas koi bada secret ho.

Mujhe nahi pata tha kyun, lekin maine socha yeh bade logon ki baat hai, aur kyunki Maa achhi thi, yeh thik tha. Maine apne lightsaber ke sath khela, whooshing awaazein nikali, pretend bad guys se ladta raha jab tak main thak nahi gaya.

Raat ke 12 baje, meri aankhein bhaari ho gayi, aur main apne kamre ki taraf chala. Maa ke kamre ke paas se guzra, darwaza band tha, neeche se halki si yellow roshni dikh rahi thi, lekin maine nahi dekha—bas chalte raha, mere pair thande floor par fisalte hue.

Apne kamre mein, main bistar par chadha, chadar naram aur thandi thi, aur jaldi so gaya, Star Wars battles ke sapne dekhte hue, mera lightsaber roshan chamakta hua. Raat ke 2:45 baje, main pyasa utha, doodh pine ke liye, jaise main hamesha raat mein karta tha.

Aankhein malte hue, jamhai lete hue, main kamre se bahar nikla, meri pajamas sikudi hui thi, ghar andhere mein tha siwaye ek halke se ujale ke. Maa ke kamre ke paas se fir guzra, dekha roshni ab bhi jal rahi thi, darwaze ke neeche se dikhayi di, jo ajeeb tha—Mukesh ko toh sofa par sona tha, jaise Maa ne wada kiya tha.

Maine apne aap se sawal puche: Woh ab tak kyun nahi soye? Itni raat tak kya baat kar rahe hain? Kya Mukesh wahan thik hai? Shayad woh koi zaroori baat kar rahe hain, ya Maa use purani photos dikha rahi hai, jaise woh kabhi Papa ke sath karti thi.Mujhe zyada parwah nahi thi, bas doodh chahiye tha, toh main kitchen ki taraf chala gaya.

Kitchen mein, maine fridge khola, thandi hawa mere chehre par lagi, lekin doodh nahi tha—bas pani, thodi curry, aur purani sabziyan. Maine shelves dekhi, counter dekha, cupboard bhi check kiya, socha Maa ne shayad doodh kahin aur rakha ho, lekin kuch nahi mila.

Mera gala sookha tha, toh maine socha Maa se poochhunga. Main Maa ke kamre ki taraf wapas chala, ghar shant tha siwaye ajeeb awaazon ke jo uske kamre se aa rahi thi, jaise-jaise main paas gaya, awaazein aur zor se sunayi di. Maine bhaari saans lene ki awaaz suni, jaise koi daud raha ho ya mehnat kar raha ho, gehri aur uneven, normal baaton jaisi nahi.

Bistar creek-creek kar raha tha, ek steady squeak-squeak-squeak, jaise woh bhut hil raha ho, aur aur awaazein thi—naram thump-thump, jaise sharir ek doosre se takra rahe hon, aur rustling, jaise kapde ya chadar hil rahi ho.

Maine socha shayad woh Nani ka bistar thik kar rahe hain, kyunki woh purana aur wobbly tha. Ya shayad woh furniture hila rahe hain, jaise Maa safai ke waqt karti thi.Mujhe nahi pata tha kaun itni zor se saans le raha tha, Maa ya Mukesh—lekin yeh ajeeb laga, unki normal baaton jaisa nahi. Maine darwaze par knock kiya, lekin koi jawab nahi aaya. 

Maine fir zor se knock kiya, pukara, “Maa?” Bistar ki harkat aur saans lene ki awaaz ekdum band ho gayi, jaise maine unhe surprise kar diya ho.Maine kuch whispers suni, naram aur tezi se, jaise woh chhupkar baat kar rahe hon, aur ek rustle, jaise koi jaldi se hil raha ho. Maine fir pukara, meri awaaz shant hallway mein goonji.

Main: Maa, tum wahan ho? Kitchen mein doodh nahi mila! Mujhe thodi madad chahiye, main bhut pyasa hoon!

Maa: Raj, ek minute ruk, main aa rahi hoon! Fir se knock mat karna, wahan hi ruko, thik hai? Main ek second mein aati hoon, thodi tayyari kar loon.Panch minute baad, Maa ne darwaza khola, ek towel ko apne sharir se tightly pakde hue, uske baal bilkul bikhre hue, kuch strands uske pasine se bhige chehre par chipke hue. Uska sharir pasine se chamak raha tha, uske gaal laal, uske hoth thodi si kaanp rahe the jaise woh nervous ho.

Maine uske gale par laal nishaan dekhe, jaise kisi ne zor se dabaya ho, aur uski saree gayab thi—bas woh towel tha, jo bhut ajeeb tha, kyunki woh kabhi aise nahi ghoomti

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Woh baar-baar peeche kamre mein dekhti thi, uski aankhein badi-badi, jaise woh koi bada secret chhupa rahi ho. Kamre se ek ajeeb si smell aa rahi thi, pasine wali aur musky, pehle wali achhi incense jaisi nahi.

Maa darwaze par khadi thi, apne sharir se kamre ko block karti hui, darwaza adha band rakhte hue, uske hath thodi si kaanp rahe the, uski awaaz wobbly thi.

Main: Maa, tum itni pasine mein kyun ho? Yeh kaunsi smell hai? Doodh kahan hai? Mukesh ji abhi bhi tumhare kamre mein hain?

Maa: Raj, main pasine mein hoon kyunki aaj raat garmi hai, bas. Yeh smell… safai ke baad ki hai, chinta mat kar. Doodh sitting room mein hai, main rakhna bhool gayi. Mukesh ji aur main thodi baat kar rahe hain.

Main: Tumhare baal itne bikhre kyun hain? Yeh gale ke nishaan kya hain? Tum furniture hila rahe the? Maine bistar ke creak suni.

Maa: Raj, bas kar itne sawal! Mere baal bikhre hain kyunki main leti hui thi, aur koi nishaan nahi hain, tu galat dekh raha hai! Doodh pi aur so ja! Main thak gayi hoon, itni raat ho gayi hai!Maa gussa ho gayi, uski awaaz tez aur sharp, uska chehra aur laal, shayad kyunki woh nervous thi aur nahi chahti thi ki main aur sawal poochhoon. Maine nahi socha ki woh kuch galat kar rahi thi—maayen hamesha achhi hoti hain, toh main chinta nahi kiya.

Usne mera haath pakda, uski ungliyan tight, aur mujhe sitting room ki taraf kheecha, uska towel thoda sa fisla, uske kandhe aur woh laal nishaan aur dikhaye. Maine dekha uske hoth smudged the, jaise lipstick wipe ho gayi ho, aur uske hath aur zyada kaanp rahe the, uski aankhein baar-baar kamre ki taraf dekhti thi jaise woh kisi cheez se darti ho.Sitting room mein, usne table par doodh ka jug dikhaya, uske movements tezi aur jerky the. 

Main curious tha, toh sawal poochhta raha, lekin woh gussa ho gayi.

Main: Maa, tum sirf towel kyun pehne ho? Woh creaking awaaz kya thi? Tumhare gale par kya hua?

Maa: Raj, ab bas kar! Main towel mein hoon kyunki main kapde badal rahi thi, bas! Woh awaaz kuch nahi thi, bistar settle ho raha tha! So ja, main tere sawalon se thak gayi hoon!

Main: Sorry, Maa, main bas jaanna chahta tha. Tum itna gussa kyun ho? Sab thik hai na? Main ab so jaunga, wada.

Maa: Main gussa isliye hoon kyunki tu fuzool sawal poochh raha hai! Raat ho gayi hai, Raj! Doodh pi aur so ja! Aur baat nahi!Woh chillayi, uski awaaz kaanpti hui, uski aankhein badi-badi, shayad kyunki woh darti thi ki main kuch samajh jaunga jo woh nahi chahti thi. 

Maine nahi socha woh bura kar rahi thi—maayen achhi hoti hain, toh yeh thik tha.Usne mujhe mere kamre tak le gayi, uske kadam tezi se, towel ab bhi tightly pakda hua, uske gale ke nishaan roshni mein aur laal dikh rahe the.

Maa: Raj, yeh tera kamra, ab so ja. Sorry main chillayi, main bas bhut thak gayi hoon, thik hai? Mukesh ji aur main abhi busy hain. Bistar mein reh, aur uthna mat. Sweet dreams, mera beta.

Main: Thik hai, Maa, main so jaunga. Good night, I love you. Main fir nahi uthunga, wada.

Maa: I love you too, Raj, bhut zyada. Ab aaram kar, tujhe iski zaroorat hai. Subah milte hain, thik hai? Achha so.Maa ki awaaz naram ho gayi, lekin woh ab bhi nervous thi, uske hath fidget kar rahe the, uski aankhein baar-baar kamre ki taraf dekhti thi jaise woh chinta mein ho. 


Usne mera darwaza band kiya, aur ek click sunayi diya—usne bahar se lock kar diya, jo bhut ajeeb tha, lekin main itna thaka hua tha ki parwah nahi ki. Main bistar mein chadha, chadar ke neeche gaya, aur subah tak so gaya