Adultery Meri Mummy Bahut Tezi se Badal Gayi.

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Jab main resort ke kamre ke thoda khule darwaze ke peeche chhupa khada tha, mera jism abhi bhi us tez maze se kamp raha tha jo mujhmein ubal raha tha, mera cum mere haath pe baha, dil mein bhari gunaah ka bojh tha, par yeh ehsaas itna zabardast tha ki meri aankhein Maa aur Mukesh se hat nahi saki, unke paseene se bhare jism bistar pe ek doosre ke bagal mein letay hue, unki saansein tezi se chal rahi thi unke joshile climax ke baad. 

Naram lamp ke chhaye unki chamakti khaal pe gir rahe the, samundar ki dheemi laheron ki awaaz khidki se aati hui, unki bhari saanson ke saath milti hui, hawa unke gande affair ki garmi se bhari thi. 

Mujhe pata tha Maa buri hai, uska Papa ke saath dhokha uske bure shabdon se poora ho gaya jo Papa ke marne ki baat karte the, mujhe ek tez talwaar ki tarah kaat rahe the, phir bhi woh meri Maa thi, jo mujhe raat ko chadar odhaati thi, aur main use pyar karta tha dard ke bawajood, mera dil Papa ke liye wafadaari aur Maa ki Mukesh ke saath khushi ke ajeeb kashish ke beech phata hua tha.

“Yeh doosri baar aaj raat aur bhi behtar thi, Mukesh, tune isse itna achha kiya,” Maa ne kaha, uski awaaz naram aur taareef se bhari, uska haath uske seene pe dheere se rakha jab woh uski aankhon mein dekhi, uska chehra aisi khushi se chamakta hua jo maine kabhi Papa ke saath nahi dekha. 

“Tu mere jism ko zinda kar deta hai, har chhuan, har dhakka, jaise tu jaanta hai mujhe kya chahiye, tu itna mazboot, itna perfect hai, ab main tere bina rehne ki soch nahi sakti.”Mukesh ki gandi muskaan uske chehre pe phail gayi, aankhein santushti se chamakti hui, uska haath uske baalon ko dheere se sehlaata hua jab usne jawab diya, 

“Rekha, tu meri perfect aurat hai, mera lund aise ride karke, ek saath jhadna, jaise humare jism ek doosre ke liye bane hain, aur mujhe pasand hai kaise tu mujhe poori tarah se deti hai.” Woh paas jhuka, uske hont uske maathe ko chhute hue, aur bola, “Tu hi meri soch mein rehti hai, har din, har raat, aur main chahta hoon tu bolti rahe, mujhe bata kitna tu isse pyar karti hai.”

Maa muskurayi, uska jism uske saath dheela pada hua, uski ungliyaan uske seene pe dheere se gol circle banati hui, aur usne kaha, uski awaaz feeling se garam, “Mukesh, tu kitna romantic hai, mujhe aise pakadta hai, jaise main duniya ki akeli aurat hoon, aur humara yeh chhupa hua affair, yeh manaa pyar, itna exciting hai, mera dil har baar tere saath tezi se dhadakta hai.” 

Woh ruki, uski aankhein naram hui, aur poocha, “Kya tu chahta hai mera pati mar jaye, Mukesh? Mujhe bata, tu kya sochta hai, mujhe sab sunna hai, har wajah jo tere paas hai.”Mukesh ki aankhein andhere se bhar gayi, uski muskaan gandi aur thandi ho gayi jab usne jawab diya, awaaz mazboot aur sardi se bhari, 

“Haan, Rekha, main chahta hoon woh mar jaye, main nahi chahta woh tujhe chhuye, tujhe apna kahe, kyunki tu meri hai, aur woh itna kamzor, itna boring hai ki tujh jaisi aurat ko deserve nahi karta, jise ek asli mard chahiye jo tujhe sahi se chode.” Woh paas jhuka, awaaz dheemi par sakht siski mein, “Main chahta hoon woh chala jaye taaki hum khulle mein ek saath ho sakein, aur chhup chhup ke nahi, bas tu aur main, ek doosre ke liye jeete hue, har raat bina darr ke chodte hue.”

Maa hasi, ek halki, bekhauf awaaz jo mujhe shock kar gayi, uski hansi kamre ki khamoshi mein tez lagi jab usne jawab diya, “Oh, Mukesh, tu kitna bura hai, aise bolta hai, uske marne ki baat sirf mere liye, yeh sunna kitna thrilling hai ki tu mujhe poora apna chahta hai.” Uski hansi mere seene mein jali, mera gussa bhadak utha uspe ki woh isse mazak samajh rahi thi, Papa ke marne ki baat, woh mard jo humare liye der tak kaam karta tha, 

jo use chupke se pyar karta tha, aur main wahan khada raha, mera haath cum se chipchipa, dil dhokhe se bhari, uske chamakte chehre se nazar nahi hata saka.“Main chahti hoon mera pati jee na sake, Mukesh,” Maa ne kaha, ab uski awaaz serious, aankhein uspe jami hui, uske shabd mujhe phir kaat rahe the, uske dhokhe ka dard aur gehra. “Woh tere muqable mein kuch nahi, woh mera dil tezi se nahi dhadkata, 

mere jism ko zinda nahi karta jaise tu karta hai, aur main azaad hona chahti hoon taaki teri ho sakoon, bina gunaah ke, bina chhupaye, bas hum hamesha ke liye.”Mukesh ki muskaan aur badi ho gayi, uska haath uske chehre ko dheere se pakadta hua jab usne kaha, “Rekha, mujhe yeh sunna pasand hai, tu meri aurat hai, aur main tujhe poora apna chahta hoon, koi aur nahi, khaas kar woh nahi.” Usne uske hont dheere se chume, phir poocha, “Kya tu Holi ke us din se mere baare mein soch rahi thi, jab hum colors mein dance kar rahe the, humare haath chhute the? 

Mujhe bata, tere dimag mein kya kya aaya mere baare mein, har chhoti si soch.”Maa ka chehra naram hua, aankhein yaadon se chamakti hui jab usne jawab diya, awaaz feeling se bhari, “Mukesh, main Holi ke baad se tujhe sochne se ruk nahi saki, kaise teri aankhein meri aankhon se mili, tere haath meri kamar ko chhute hue jab hum dance kar rahe the, colors hum par lage hue, aur main teri chhuan ke baare mein sochti rahi, sochti thi kaisa hoga tujhe paas hona, tera jism mere jism ke saath.” Woh ruki, uski ungliyaan uske seene pe kasti hui, aur boli, 

“Mujhe pata tha yeh galat hai, par mera jism tujhe chahta tha, main har raat tere sapne dekhti thi, mera dil tezi se dhadakta, meri khaal gudgudati, tujhe har cheez se zyada chahti thi.”Unke hont ek gehre, dheere kiss mein mile, Maa ke haath uske chehre ko pakde hue, uski jeebh uski jeebh ke saath sarti hui, unke jism ek doosre ke paas, uske stan uske seene ke saath naram, unki saansein garam hawa mein milti hui. 

Kiss aur bhookhi ho gayi, Mukesh ke haath uski peeth pe ghumte hue, use aur kaske kheenchte hue, unke hont josh se ek saath hilte hue, geele aur passionate, lamp unke uljhe jismon ki lambi chhaya daal raha tha, samundar ki naram awaaz unki qareebi ke liye door ka background. Woh itna lamba kiss karte rahe, Maa ke haath uske baalon mein uljhe, unka connection duniya ko band karta hua, ek kacche intimacy ka pal jo mere dil ko uske dhokhe ke bojh se dard deta tha.“Mera gift kya hua, Rekha?” 

Mukesh ne poocha, kiss se peeche hata, uski awaaz utsaah se bhari, aankhein uski aankhon mein tezi se dekhti hui. “Kya tu aaj raat mujhe de rahi hai, meri perfect aurat?”“Aaj raat nahi, Mukesh,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz jhijhak se bhari, uska haath uski baah ko dheere se sehlaata hua. “Yeh yahan karna zyada bada hai, main abhi taiyaar nahi hoon.”

“Kyun nahi, Rekha?” usne poocha, awaaz dabav se bhari, uska haath uski kamar ko dabata hua. “Tu mujhe kuch special promise kar rahi thi, main intezaar kar raha hoon, mujhe bata kyun rok rahi hai.”“Yeh badi baat hai, Mukesh,” usne kaha, awaaz naram par mazboot, aankhein thodi chinta dikhati hui. “Mujhe waqt chahiye ise perfect karne ke liye, aur hum yahan resort mein nahi kar sakte, Raj ke itne paas hote hue risky hai.”

“Chhod na, Rekha, mujhe aur intezaar mat karwa,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz dabav se bhari, uska haath uski jaangh pe sarka. “Mujhe woh gift chahiye, tujhe pata hai main kitna chahta hoon, mujhe yakeen dila tu degi.”“Main wada karti hoon, Mukesh, jab hum ghar jayenge, main tujhe doongi,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz shant karti hui, haath uske seene pe rakha. “Ise waqt lagega, hum turant nahi mil sakte, par main ise special karungi, sirf tere liye, kasam se.”“Tu mujhe zyada der intezaar mat karwana,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz abhi bhi utsaah se bhari, aankhein uspe jami hui. 

“Mujhe jaldi chahiye, Rekha, main tujh par bharosa kar raha hoon.”Mujhe ek mayoosi ki leher mehsoos hui, mera dil doob gaya kyunki mujhe abhi bhi nahi pata tha woh gift kya hai, mera dimag sawalon se bhar gaya ki Maa kya plan kar rahi thi, kya cheez use itna nervous kar rahi thi, Mukesh kya itna bura chahta tha ki woh baar baar pooch raha tha. 

Mujhe pata tha woh use ghar pe degi, kyunki hum agle hafte Papa ke wapas aane ke baad ghar ja rahe the, aur main tab pata kar lunga, meri curiosity jal rahi thi, mujhe alert rakhti thi bhale hi unke gande kaam dekhne ka gunaah mere seene pe aur bhari ho raha tha.“Main nahi chahta tera pati tujhe chhuye jab woh wapas aaye, Rekha,” 

Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz mazboot, uska haath use paas kheenchta hua, aankhein teevra. “Woh tere jism ko deserve nahi karta, na is tarah ke baad jab maine tujhe aise liya hai.”Maa hasi, uski hansi halki aur playful, haath uski baah ko chhoota hua jab usne poocha, “Oh, Mukesh, tu usse itna jealous kyun hai? Bata, kyun woh mujhe nahi chhuye?”“Tu meri hai, Rekha,” usne kaha, awaaz serious, pakad kasti hui. 

“Tera jism, tera dil, sab mera hai, aur main nahi chahta woh tere paas aaye, pretend kare ki woh tera mard hai jab main hoon jo tujhe zinda mehsoos karata hai.”“Chinta mat kar, Mukesh,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz confident, muskaan badi. “Main use sex nahi karne doongi, main use door rakhoongi, mera jism ab sirf tera hai, tu hi akela hai jo mujhe samajhta hai.”“Hum kaise chudenge jab woh ghar pe hoga, Rekha?” 

Mukesh ne poocha, awaaz curious, haath uski peeth pe sarka. “Woh ghar mein hoga, hum yahan ki tarah chhup ke nahi kar sakte.”“Humein careful rehna hoga, Mukesh,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz sambhali hui, aankhein thodi si chhoti. “Hum thodi der tak nahi mil sakte, uske ghar mein hote hue, yeh risky hai, Raj kuch dekh sakta hai, aur main apne family ko khona nahi chahti.”

“Par mujhe teri zaroorat hai, Rekha,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz minnat se bhari, haath uspe kasta hua. “Hum koi rasta nikal sakte hain, raat ko chhup ke milna, kahin shant jagah pe, main tujhe chod bina nahi reh sakta.”“Yeh mushkil hai, Mukesh,” usne kaha, awaaz chinta se bhari, ungliyaan uske seene pe trace karti hui. “Main tujhe bahut chahti hoon, par jab woh ghar pe hai, hum risk nahi le sakte, humein intezaar karna hoga jab tak woh dobara kaam pe nahi jata.”

“Yeh bahut lamba hai, Rekha,” usne kaha, awaaz frustrated, aankhein uski aankhon mein talaash karti hui. “Mujhe tera jism chahiye, teri cheekhein, hum koi rasta nikal lenge, shayad jab woh so raha hoga, main tere paas aaunga.”“Dekhenge, Mukesh,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz naram, haath uski baah pe rakha. “Main koi rasta nikalungi, par humein bahut careful rehna hoga, main sab kuch nahi khona chahti, bhale hi main tujhe har cheez se zyada chahti hoon.”

“Ek aur baar chudai karte hain, Rekha,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz utsaah se bhari, use apne upar kheenchta hua, haath uski kamar ko guide karte hue. “Abhi, ek aur round, mujhe teri zaroorat hai.”“Haan, Mukesh, chalo karte hain,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz excited, jism uske upar chadhne ke liye hilta hua, aankhein chahat se chamakti hui.Jab Mukesh ka lund uski chut mein sarka, Maa ke moans wapas aaye, tez aur desperate, 

“Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, kitna achha hai!” uska jism uske upar hilta hua, bistar unke rhythm ke saath charkhata hua, uski badi gaand uchalti hui, stan hilte hue, kamra unki garmi se bhar gaya. Main aur nahi dekhna chahta tha, mera jism do baar jhadne se thaka hua, dil Maa pe gusse se bhari kyunki usne apni shaadi ko tootne diya, uski hansi Papa ke marne ke baare mein mere dimag mein goonj rahi thi, mujhe beemaar aur dhokha diya hua mehsoos karati thi. Main darwaze se door hata, unke 

“aaaahhh uuhhh” moans dheeme hote gaye jab main apne kamre ki taraf chala, meri taangein bhari, dimag sawalon se chakkar kha raha tha ki Maa Papa ko kyun marna chahti thi, kyun woh us mard ke baare mein itni buri baatein bol sakti thi jo hum dono se pyar karta tha. Bistar pe let kar, maine takiya apne sir pe kheench liya, sochta hua ki woh itni beraham kaise ho sakti hai,

 uska Mukesh ke saath khushnuma chehra mere dimag mein chamakta hua, uska dhokha itna saaf, par main itna thaka hua tha ki aur soch nahi saka, aur neend mujhe le gayi, samundar ki naram awaaz aakhri cheez jo maine suni.Agli subah, resort ki khidkiyon se suraj ki roshni aayi, hawa mein namak aur phoolon ki khushboo, aur Maa, Mukesh, aur main apne bags pack kar rahe the ghar wapas jaane ke liye, suitcases darwaze ke paas line mein, samundar ki awaaz din ki roshni mein dheemi. 

Aaj, Maa aur main Papa se milne ki taiyaari kar rahe the, jo agle hafte wapas aa rahe the, par Maa pehle hi shahar wapas jaane ka plan kar rahi thi, uska chehra aisi khushi se chamakta hua jo mujhe pata tha Mukesh ke saath sex se aayi thi, Papa se milne se nahi. Usne ek bright red saree pehni thi, 

Mukesh ne khareedi thi, kapda uske curves ko kaske pakadta hua, uske stan low-cut blouse ke khilaaf dab rahe the, uski badi gaand har kadam ke saath hilti hui, uski choodiyaan har harkat ke saath khanakti hui, uski perfume hawa mein tez thi.gizz 1“Raj, mera pyara beta, hum jaldi Papa se milne ja rahe hain, kya tu excited nahi hai?” 

Maa ne kaha, mujh par koodti hui ek badi muskaan ke saath, uski baahen mujhe gale lagati hui, uski saree thodi si sarkati hui uski cleavage dikhati hui.“Haan, Maa,” maine kaha, awaaz flat, mushkil se react karta hua kyunki mujhe pata tha ab woh kaisi aurat thi, ek randi jo Papa ke marne ki baat karti thi, uski khushi meri aankhon mein jhoothi thi.

“Kya hua, Raj?” usne poocha, uski muskaan dheemi hoti hui, aankhein chhoti hokar mere chehre ko dekhti hui. “Tu itna chup hai, beta, kuch pareshan kar raha hai? Bata mujhe, please.”“Kuch nahi, Maa, bas neend aa rahi hai,” maine kaha, ek chhoti si muskaan zabardasti banate hue, dil gusse se bhari, use nahi batana chahta tha ki maine use Mukesh ke saath dekha, uske Papa ke baare mein beraham shabd sune.

“Thik hai, beta, jaa Mukesh ko hello bol, woh breakfast kha raha hai,” usne kaha, table ki taraf ishara karta hua jahan Mukesh baitha tha, pizza kha raha tha jo humne order kiya tha, uski muskaan badi jab usne mujhe haath hilaya.“Hey, Raj, mera achha Jedi!” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz khushnuma, humare Star Wars games ka zikr karta hua, uska haath pizza slice pakde hue, sauce uski ungliyon pe. 

“Aa baith, mujhe apne lightsaber moves ke baare mein bata!” “Hey, Mukesh,” maine kaha, khush hone ka natak karta hua, awaaz mein tanav, dono ke liye andar ka gussa jal raha tha, unke Papa ke marne ke shabd mere dimag mein goonjte hue, mera seena kasta hua.Main Maa ko waisi Maa ke roop mein nahi dekh raha tha, woh jo mujhe kahaniyan padhti thi ya ghar ke mandir mein puja karti thi, balki ek randi ke roop mein, uski red saree, Mukesh ka tohfa, uske stan aur badi gaand se chipki hui, uske curves ko aise dikhati hui jo galat, napak, gunaahgar laga. 

Main yakeen nahi kar saka yeh wahi Maa thi jiske saath main chalta tha, uski hansi aur chamak us aurat se itni alag jo main jaanta tha, aur maine faisla kiya ki woh ek randi hai, chahe woh mujh pe gussa kare, mera dil ek din use batane pe set tha ki maine use Mukesh ke saath dekha, uske Papa ke dhokhe ke shabd sune.Hum us shaam ghar pahunch gaye, 

Nani ke ghar nahi ruke kyunki unhe pata tha hum wapas ja rahe the, aur Mukesh apne ghar ruk gaya taaki shak na ho, Maa aur mujhe flat mein akela chhod diya. Us raat, Maa Mukesh se phone pe baat kar rahi thi, awaaz dheemi, uska haath uski nightgown ke neeche hilta hua jab woh masturbate kar rahi thi, usse gandi baatein karti hui, “Mmm uuhhh, Mukesh, kaash tu yahan hota,” 

Papa ko check karne ke liye ek call bhi nahi kiya. Main gusse mein tha, mera dil jal raha tha ki woh Papa ko ignore kar rahi thi, Mukesh ke liye uska pyar itna saaf, uska dhokha har pal aur bura hota ja raha tha.Agla hafta, hum Papa se bus stop pe mile, unka chehra peela aur beemaar, aankhein thaki hui, kandhe jhuke hue jab woh apna bhari bag uthaye hue, thake hue aur budhe lag rahe the jitna maine yaad kiya tha.

 “Papa!” maine kaha, unhe gale lagane ke liye daudta hua, mera dil unke liye dard se bhara, jaanta hua Maa ka dhokha unke peeche.“Rekha, Raj, mera parivaar!” Papa ne kaha, awaaz kamzor par garam, unki baahen humein gale lagati hui, unka bag zameen pe thap se gira. “Maine tum dono ko bahut miss kiya, ghar aana achha hai.”“Oh, Arun, humne bhi tujhe miss kiya,” 

Maa ne kaha, uski awaaz mujhe jhoothi lagi, muskaan zyada chamakti hui jab usne unhe gale lagaya, uski red saree suraj ki roshni mein chamakti hui, choodiyaan khanakti hui.“Yeh lamba trip tha, Papa,” maine kaha, awaaz dheemi, dil bhari jab maine unka thaka hua chehra dekha, jaanta hua Maa ab unse pyar nahi karti.“Main thik hoon, Raj, bas thodi aaram ki zaroorat hai,” 

Papa ne kaha, mere baal bikherta hua, muskaan halki par pyari. “Rekha, tu badli hui lagti hai, itni sundar, jaise chamak rahi ho, kuch alag hai.”“Badli hui, Arun?” Maa ne poocha, halke se hasti hui, awaaz playful, aankhein unki aankhon se bachti hui. “Kya matlab? Main wahi aurat hoon, shayad yeh nayi saree hai.”“Tu zyada khush lagti hai, Rekha, chamakti hui,” 

Papa ne kaha, awaaz naram, aankhein uske chehre ko talaash karti hui. “Tujhe aise dekhna achha hai, itne time baad.”“Oh, Arun, main wahi hoon,” Maa ne kaha, hansi aur tez, haath uski baah ko chhuta hua, par mujhe pata tha woh jhooth bol rahi thi, uski chamak Mukesh ke chhuan se thi, Papa ke pyar se nahi, uska dhokha uski jhoothi muskaan ke peeche chhupa hua.

Mujhe pata tha Maa jhooth bol rahi thi, uski khushnuma awaaz aur chamakti muskaan ek mask thi, uska dil Mukesh ke saath, uska jism usko diya hua, uske Papa ke marne ke shabd saboot the ki woh ab woh aurat nahi thi jisse Papa ne shaadi ki thi. Agle kuch hafton mein, Maa Mukesh se chhup ke baat karti rahi, Papa ke ghar mein hone ke bawajood, uska phone hamesha haath mein, raat ke dheere dheere siskiyaan, uske 

“mmm uuhhh” moans dheeme jab woh sochti thi main so raha hoon, khud ko chhuti hui jab woh usse baat karti thi. Ek shaam, Papa ne notice kiya, sofa pe baitha hua, awaaz curious jab usne uske tez tez type karte hue dekha.“Rekha, tu aaj kal hamesha is phone pe lagi rehti hai,” Papa ne kaha, awaaz naram par confused, aankhein uspe jab woh tezi se type kar rahi thi. “Kaun tujhe itna busy rakhta hai har waqt?”

Maa jami hui, aankhein badi, haath text ke beech mein ruk gaya, chehre pe ek jhalak darr ke baad usne zabardasti muskaan banayi, awaaz zyada khushnuma, “Oh, Arun, bas kuch dost hain, tu jaanta hai, catch up kar rahi hoon, kuch khaas nahi.”“Dost, huh?” Papa ne kaha, awaaz abhi bhi naram, bhaun thodi si chadhati hui. “Tu is phone se chipki rehti hai, Rekha, maine pehle kabhi aisa nahi dekha.”

“Chinta mat kar, Arun,” Maa ne kaha, halke se hasti hui, haath hawa mein hilata hua, aankhein uski aankhon se bachti hui. “Bas chatting, doston se baat, tu jaanta hai kaise hota hai.”Maine Maa ko Mukesh se baat karte suna baad mein, uski awaaz shock se bhari jab use pata chala ki woh paas mein shift ho gaya tha, apna purana ghar chhod kar sirf uske paas hone ke liye, uska plan phir se milne ka saaf uski siskiyon mein, 

“Mukesh, tu yahan shift ho gaya? Itna paas!” Mujhe pata tha Mukesh mera parivaar todna chahta tha, uske Papa ke marne ke shabd mere dimag mein goonjte hue, uski Maa ko poora apna banane ki chahat use itna paas le aayi, uska ganda plan humein barbaad karne ka aur mazboot ho raha tha. Maa shock mein thi, uski awaaz kamp rahi thi jab woh usse baat karti thi, 

“Mukesh, yeh risky hai, kya agar kisi ne tujhe dekh liya?” uski chinta saaf thi bhale hi uske phone sex ke dheeme moans mein.Maa ummeed karti rahi ki Papa dobara kaam pe jaye, uske sawal uske liye baar baar aate, pehle dheeme, phir direct, uska bechaini saaf dikhti thi. Ek shaam, Papa ke ghar aane ke chaar din baad, woh unke saath living room mein baithi, uski red saree chamakti hui, phone cushion ke neeche chhupa, ungliyaan nervous hokar hilti hui.

“Arun, kaam kaisa chal raha hai aaj kal?” Maa ne poocha, awaaz casual, aankhein apni ungliyon pe, uski nazar se bachti hui. “Koi trips jaldi aa rahe hain, ya tu thodi der ghar pe hai?”“Kaam thik hai, Rekha,” Papa ne kaha, awaaz thaki hui, aankhein TV pe, haath lap pe rakhe hue. “Tu kyun pooch rahi hai? Main abhi wapas aaya hoon, abhi yahin hoon.”

“Oh, bas aise hi soch rahi thi,” usne kaha, muskaan zabardasti, awaaz zyada halki. “Tu hamesha itna busy rehta hai, maine socha shayad tu phir travel karega.”“Rekha, tune yeh chaar din mein chaar baar poocha,” Papa ne kaha, awaaz confused, aankhein uski taraf mudi, thodi chhoti hui. “Kya chal raha hai? Tu baar baar kyun pooch rahi hai main kab jaunga?”

“Main bas pooch rahi hoon, Arun,” Maa ne kaha, hasti hui, awaaz tez aur nervous, haath aur zyada hilte hue. “Koi wajah nahi, bas schedule ke baare mein curious thi, bas.”“Kya tu mujhe yahan nahi chahti, Rekha?” Papa ne poocha, awaaz naram par dard se bhari, aankhein uske chehre ko talaash karti hui, haath sofa pe kaste hue. “Tu pehle mujhe ghar rehne ko kehti thi, ab pooch rahi hai kab jaunga, kya badal gaya?”

“Oh, Arun, aisi baat nahi,” Maa ne kaha, hansi aur tez, haath uski baah ko chhuta hua, aankhein abhi bhi uski nazar se bachti hui. Woh jhuki, usne achanak use kiss kiya, hont uske honton pe dabaye, haath uske chehre pe, uski red saree sarkati hui cleavage dikhati hui, uska kiss saaf tha ki woh topic badalna chahti thi, apni asli feelings chhupane ke liye. 

Mujhe pata tha yeh saboot tha ki woh Papa ko ab nahi chahti, uska kiss ek jhooth tha Mukesh ke liye apni chahat chhupane ke liye, uska dil us mard se door jo usne shaadi kiya, uske kaam dikhate hue ki woh ek randi thi jo uske marne ki baat karti thi.

[Ayush01111]

Bhai beta baap ko sach na batey par maa ko itna dara de mi maa marne par ajay please itna karwa do please

[Rumana]

Shandaar, zabardast aur lajawab update

[Lalu Mastan]

Ashadaran aur ekdum danshu update

[Sonia Afruz]

Ashadaran update

[Wanton]

Bahut hi shandaar aur behad hi exciting update!

[SweetSonali]

Bahut hai kamaal ki update thi, bahut bahut mast aur kamuk writings!

[Vik88]

Wooooooooooooooowwwwwwwww!!!! OMG!OMG!OMG! Absolutely blockbuster update! What a super hot scene you have created!!!
What can I say bro? this is totally out of the world, the height of eroticism!

[Waseem990]

Pregnant zaroor karana bro 

[Jethani Devrani]

lajawa,awesome update yaar, ekdom kamaal ka likha,

[Mahendra_]

"Dhanyavaad dostoon, aap logon ka kahaani ko pasand karna mujhe aur bhi kaamuk vaastavikta ke pal meri maa ke baare mein likhne ke liye prerit karta hai. Agla update aaj aa raha hai, sunishchit karein ki aap har ek shabd ko padhein taaki aap kahaani ka aanand le sakein aur paatron ko achhi tarah samajh sakein."

[Ayush01111]

"Dhanyavaad dostoon, aap logon ka kahaani ko pasand karna mujhe aur bhi kaamuk vaastavikta ke pal meri maa ke baare mein likhne ke liye prerit karta hai. Agla update aaj aa raha hai, sunishchit karein ki aap har ek shabd ko padhein taaki aap kahaani ka aanand le sakein aur paatron ko achhi tarah samajh sakein."

Kya beat maa ko chod payga is story me

[Mahendra_]

Jab din guzarte gaye humare chup ghar mein, main khud se poochta raha ki Maa ne Papa ko kyun dhokha diya, yeh sawal mujhe satata tha jab main usse apne phone pe muskurate dekhta, uska dil saaf taur par kahin aur tha, bhale hi Papa ne use sab kuch diya, apna pyar, khayal, 

ek ghar jo garmahat se bhara tha, lambi ghanton tak kaam karke uske liye sarees khareedi, aur chupke se uska haath pakadte, aankhein pyar se naram.Papa use chhote chhote tohfe se hairan karte, jaise pichhle saal Diwali pe woh chandi ki choodiyaan, aur hamesha uske din ke baare mein poochte, sabr se sunte, bhale hi woh mushkil se jawab deti.

Par Papa ke is pyar ke bawajood, woh Mukesh ki taraf mudi, uski Mukesh ke saath hansi zyada tez, aankhein zyada chamakti, uska jism usse aise diya gaya jo Papa ke bharose ko tode. 

Mujhe laga Maa buri insaan hai, uska dil Papa ke marne ki baat karne se thanda, uske Mukesh ke saath raaton ke shabd saboot the ki use sirf apna maza chahiye, us mard ke liye nahi jo humare liye zindagi banaya, na hi mere liye, uska beta, jo uska asli roop dekh chuka tha.

Usne hamesha wada kiya tha ki woh Papa se hamesha pyar karegi, par sab jhooth tha, ek bahut achha jhooth. Uska dhokha sirf uske jism mein nahi, balki uski rooh mein tha, ek ajnabi ko parivaar ke upar chunna, uski muskaan jhoothi jab woh Papa ko gale lagati, ghar ke mandir mein uski prarthna ab khali, 

uski napaki har us cheez ko daagdaar karti jo main kabhi uske baare mein pyar karta tha.Ek dopahar, Maa ke us shock wale siski ke chaar din baad jab maine suna ki Mukesh paas mein shift ho gaya, maine faisla kiya ki uske phone mein chhup ke dekhoonga, meri curiosity jal rahi thi unke plans aur us mysterious gift ke baare mein jo Mukesh baar baar maang raha tha, 

mera dil darr aur jaanne ki zaroorat ke mix se tezi se dhadak raha tha.Maa hamesha apna phone Papa aur mujhse chhupati, use cushion ke neeche rakhti ya saree mein sarka deti jab hum kamre mein aate, ungliyaan tezi se screen lock karti, aankhein nervous hokar idhar udhar dekhti. 

Usne haal hi mein phone ko password lock kiya tha, jo Papa ko hairan kiya, par unhone kuch shak nahi kiya, unka bharosa wala nature unhe muskurane aur kehne pe majboor karta, “Rekha, tu ab modern ho rahi hai!”Par mujhe pata tha yeh apne raaz chhupane ke liye tha, 

Mukesh ke saath gandi baatein, uski gunaahgar zindagi jo woh humse chhupati thi. “Maa, kya main tera phone use kar sakta hoon?” maine us din poocha taaki mujhe jawab mile, awaaz casual jab main kitchen table pe baitha, natak karta hua ki homework kar raha hoon, aankhein uspe jab woh sabziyaan kaat rahi thi.

“Math ke liye calculator chahiye, mera kaam nahi kar raha.” “Raj, tujhe mera phone chahiye?” Maa ne kaha, awaaz tez, haath ruk gaye, aankhein thodi chhoti hokar mujhe dekhti hui. “Thik hai, par messages ya photos mein mat jaana, samjha? Sirf calculator use karna, kuch aur nahi.”

“Main nahi jaoonga, Maa,” maine kaha, jaldi se haan mein sir hilata hua, dil tezi se dhadakta hua jab maine use ek message type karte dekha, hont thodi si muskaan ke saath, ungliyaan screen pe tezi se chali jab usne mujhe phone diya, uski saree sarsarati hui jab woh garden ki taraf chali gayi, mujhe akela chhod ke.

Main jaldi se apne kamre mein gaya, darwaza dheere se band kiya, meri ungliyaan kaamp rahi thi jab maine WhatsApp khola, Mukesh ke saath uski chats tak scroll kiya, meri aankhein screen pe tezi se chali, saans ruk gayi jab romantic aur gandi messages ka sailaab aaya jo unki chhupi hui duniya dikhata tha.

Pehle kuch messages Mukesh ke the jo uske nange photos maang rahe the, WhatsApp mein bold shabd, “Rekha, woh sexy pics bhej, mujhe tere stan, teri chut chahiye, sab kuch dikha, meri randi.” Maa ne photos ke saath jawab diya, selfies jo ghar ke andar li gayi, shayad raat ko jab Papa so rahe the.

Uska jism aise dikhaya gaya jo mujhe shock kar gaya—uske bade stan nange, nipples sakht, ek photo mein taangein faili hui, chut geeli aur khuli, ek aur mein khadi hui ek taang uthaye hue.

   




Uski moti chut frame bhar rahi thi, uske poses besharam, ek haath uske stan ko dabata hua, doosra ungliyon se chut ko chhedta hua, chehra naughty muskaan se chamakta hua, bathroom ki tiles ya humare bedroom ka mirror background mein. 

Mera lund sakht ho gaya, ek garam josh mujhmein failta hua jab maine uska jism dekha, images mere dimag mein jal gaye, gunaah ka ehsaas badhta hua us maze ke saath jo mujhe mila, khud ko kosna ki main dekh raha hoon, 

Papa ko aur dhokha de raha hoon uske gunaah pe react karke.







Ek message mein Mukesh ne likha, “Rekha, tu mere gift ke pics bhool gayi, woh sexy gaand ke photos bhej, mujhe abhi chahiye.” Maa ne jawab diya, “Oh, Mukesh, tera matlab meri badi gaand? 

Yeh lo, maine yeh sirf tere liye liye, inhe secret rakho” aur photos attach kiye uski gaand ke, ek tight nightgown mein jhuki hui, kapda uske cheeks pe kasa hua, doosra panties neeche kheenche hue, gaand faili hui, curves poore aur chamakte hue. Mukesh ne jawab diya, “Rekha, main aaj raat us gift ka intezaar nahi kar sakta, yeh gaand meri hai,” aur Maa hasi, “Mukesh, main ise saaf karungi, perfect karungi,” jiske jawab mein usne kaha, 

“Mujhe ganda hi chahiye, randi, abhi chahiye,” aur Maa ne ek hansi wala emoji bheja, kehti hui, “Tu kitna bura hai, Mukesh, mujhe pasand hai.”




   

Mera erection dhadakta raha, images zyada thi, sharam badhti hui jab maine khud ko kosa ki Maa ke nange jism ko dekh raha hoon, jaanta hua ki woh sach mein randi hai, uske photos aur shabd saboot the ki woh Mukesh ki chahat ke liye jeeti thi, 

uska dil Papa ke pyar ke liye khali, uski napaki har pose mein saaf.“Mujhe tera lund bhej, Mukesh,” Maa ne ek aur message mein likha, shabd besharam, 

“Mujhe dekhna hai, mujhe geela kar.” Mukesh ne ek photo bheja uske sakht lund ka, mota aur nasdaar, aur Maa ne wapas likha,





Oh, Mukesh, yeh lund kitna perfect hai, itna bada, mujhe abhi isse meri chut mein chahiye oohhh, tu mujhe pagal karta hai.” Mujhe pata tha woh sach mein randi thi, uske shabd aur kaam dikhate the ki Papa ke liye koi izzat nahi, 

uski shaadi ek jhooth, uska jism Mukesh ko chhup ke diya gaya, uska pyar uske liye sab kuch Papa ke matlab ko badal deta tha, uska gunaah humare ghar ko daagdaar karta tha.

Main recent messages pe gaya, dil tezi se dhadakta hua jab maine Mukesh ko minnat karte padha, “Rekha, aaj raat mere ghar aa, mujhe teri zaroorat hai, main intezaar nahi kar sakta.” 

Maa ne jawab diya, “Mukesh, main nahi aa sakti, mera pati Arun mujhe bahar le jana chahta hai, mujhe uske saath jana hai.” Mukesh gussa hua, “Usse jaan de, Rekha, usse chhod, tu meri hai, mere paas aa,” par Maa ne disagree kiya,

“Main nahi kar sakti, Mukesh, use shak ho jayega, mujhe use khush rakhna hai.” Mukesh ne zor diya, “Rekha, tu meri hai, uski nahi, aaj raat aa, mujhe teri chut chahiye,” aur thodi aage peeche baat ke baad, Maa maan gayi, 

“Thik hai, Mukesh, main aaungi, par humein careful rehna hoga.” Usne add kiya,“Apne bete Raj ko bhi la, main use wahan chahta hoon, main use apna beta manta hoon,” aur Maa ne shikayat ki, “Nahi, Mukesh, use kuch galat pata chal sakta hai,” par Mukesh ne jawab diya, 

“Raj achha bacha hai, use shak nahi hoga, main chahta hoon woh family jaisa mehsoos kare.” Main khush tha ki Mukesh mujhe wahan chahta tha, meri curiosity jal rahi thi uska ghar dekhne ke liye, yeh jaanne ke liye ki Maa se woh gift kya chahta hai, mera dil unke plans ka pata lagane ke liye bechain, bhale hi iska matlab Papa ko aur dhokha dena tha.

Us shaam, Papa ghar aaye, chehra thaka hua par muskurata, humein dinner ke liye bahar le jane ka plan, awaaz garmahat aur excitement se bhari, par Maa pehle hi Mukesh ko chun rahi thi, uska faisla mujhe gussa dilata, Papa ke ehsaason ke liye uski lapaarwahi uski distracted aankhon mein saaf.

“Rekha, chalo aaj raat bahar chalte hain, hum teeno,” Papa ne kaha, awaaz ummeed se bhari, haath sofa ke armrest pe. “Bahut din ho gaye, ek achha restaurant, kya kehti ho?” “Oh, Arun, main aaj raat nahi ja sakti,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz jhoothi, muskaan zyada chamakti hui jab usne apni saree adjust ki.

“Meri dost Sangeeta ke ghar party hai, sirf auraton ki, maine usse wada kiya tha main jaungi.”“Party?” Papa ne kaha, awaaz shock se bhari, aankhein chhoti hui. “Rekha, tune pehle iska zikr nahi kiya, maine socha hum ek saath waqt bitayenge.” “Last minute ka plan bana, Arun,” Maa ne kaha, hansi zabardasti, haath uski baah ko chhuta hua. 

“Main kal tujhe make up karungi, wada hai, kal bahar jayenge, thik hai?” Papa ne aah bhari, chehra udaas, awaaz naram,“Thik hai, Rekha, ja maza kar, par zyada der mat karna.” Maa ne use chuma, hont tezi se uske honton pe, 

“Tu sabse best hai, Arun, main jaldi wapas aaungi,” par mujhe pata tha woh dard mein tha, uske kandhe jhuk gaye jab woh bedroom ki taraf chali gayi, uske kaam use udaas karne ke liye banaye gaye, uska dil Mukesh ke saath.Maa us shaam randi ki tarah taiyaar hui, bedroom mein jab Papa living room mein baitha tha, 

uski harkatein tezi aur jaan bujhkar, ek tight black blouse mein nikli jo uske bade stanon ko kaske pakadta tha, unhe bada dikhata tha, kapda kasa hua, unka shape saaf dikhata hua, uski blue aur light yellow saree neeche lapeti hui, kamar dikhati hui,kabhi kabhi kapda uski moti gaand ke cheeks ke beech chala jata, 

uske curves ko aur ubharta hua jab woh chalti thi, gaand har kadam ke saath hilti hui, saree uske jism se chipki hui, uski figure ko ek rani ki tarah outline karti hui, par Mukesh ke liye rani, Papa ke liye nahi, uski sundarta gunaahgar, uska irada apne lover ko khush karne ka saaf.





Papa ne use dekha, aankhein badi, awaaz hairani se bhari, “Rekha, tu aise kyun taiyaar hui? Tune kabhi itne tight kapde nahi pehne, yeh toh bahut revealing hai.” “Yeh bas ladkiyon ke liye hai, Arun,” Maa ne kaha, halke se hasti hui, haath hawa mein hilata hua. “Yeh ek fun party hai, main achhi dikhna chahti hoon, bas.” '
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“Par tu shaadi shuda hai, Rekha,” Papa ne kaha, awaaz naram, aankhein uski aankhon ko talaash karti hui. “Tune pehle kabhi aise kapde nahi pehne, yeh dost ki party ke liye zyada hai.” 

“Oh, Arun, itna old-fashioned mat ban,” Maa ne kaha, hansi aur tez, aankhein uski nazar se bachti hui. “Bas female dost hain, sab aise hi kapde pehente hain, main thik hoon.” Papa ne haan mein sir hilaya, chehra dikhata hua ki woh uspar bharosa karta hai, par mujhe uske liye dukh hua, jaanta hua Maa ne jhooth bola, 

uske randi wale kapde Mukesh ke liye, uska hypocrisy saaf jab woh us mard se door hui jisse woh pehle pyar karti thi, uska dil thanda aur dhokhe se bhara.Mujhe dukh hua, dil bhari jab maine Maa ko hypocrisy wali, buri insaan bante dekha, jo Papa se jhooth bolti thi, woh mard jisse woh kabhi pyar karti thi, uski jhoothi muskaan aur chumban uske dhokhe ko chhupate hue, Mukesh ke liye uska pyar humare parivaar ki garmahat ko barbaad karta hua. 

Jab hum bus mein gaye, Maa apne phone pe dekhti rahi, Mukesh ke messages pe muskurati hui, phone mein siskiyaan beraham, “Mukesh, maine Arun ko bewakoof banaya, woh sochta hai main Sangeeta ke ghar hoon, kitna bewakoof hai,” uske Papa ke bharose ke baare mein shabd mujhe gehra kaat rahe the, 

saboot dete hue ki woh use manipulate kar rahi thi. Uski moti gaand bus mein dikkat paida karti thi, mard dekhte jab woh chalti, saree uske cheeks ke beech sarki, uske curves dhyaan kheenchte, log siskiyaan lete, uski maujoodgi bold aur besharam, Mukesh pe uska focus use paida kiye chaos se andha karta tha.

Bees minute baad, hum utre, aur Maa ne smoothly apni kahani badli, awaaz naram jab woh mujhe taraf mudi, “Raj, beta, hum Sangeeta ke ghar nahi ja rahe, hum Mukesh se milne ja rahe hain, woh humare liye kitna achha raha hai.”Mujhe pehle hi uske bure plans ka pata tha, dil bhari uske jhooth se, par maine haan mein sir hilaya,

 Mukesh ka ghar dekhna chahta tha, gift ke baare mein jaanna. “Kyun Mukesh, Maa?” maine poocha, awaaz curious, aankhein uspe jab woh apni saree adjust karti thi. “Maine socha yeh ladkiyon ki party hai.”“Bas ek jaldi ka visit hai, Raj,” usne kaha, awaaz mazboot, aankhein chhoti hui. 

“Mukesh achha dost hai, aur tujhe Papa ko nahi batana chahiye, thik hai? Yeh humara raaz hai.”“Mujhe Papa ko kyun nahi batana chahiye?” maine poocha, awaaz oonchi, gussa ubalta hua. “Kya chal raha hai, Maa?” “Tujhe himmat nahi karni chahiye usse batane ki, Raj!” Maa ne kaha, awaaz gusse se bhari, aankhein chamakti hui. “Mukesh khaas hai, woh mujhe khush karta hai, aur Papa ko jaanne ki zaroorat nahi, samjha?”

“Thik hai, Maa,” maine kaha, awaaz dheemi, dil doobta hua, jaanta hua ki main abhi uska raaz rakhoonga, gift ke baare mein curiosity mere gusse se zyada thi. Hum Mukesh ke rented ghar pahunch gaye, ek chhota flat dim lights aur cozy sitting room ke saath, hawa mein masala aur paint ki khushboo.

Mukesh ne darwaza khola, muskaan badi, “Rekha, Raj, mere pasandida log! Andar aao, mere naye ghar mein swagat hai!” Usne Maa ko gale lagaya, uske hont tezi se chuma, sochta hua main nahi dekhunga, yeh maanta hua ki main bas ek bacha hoon, uska haath uski kamar pe.“Hey, Mukesh!” 

Maa ne kaha, awaaz khushnuma, haath uski baah pe. “Yeh jagah achhi hai, tu settle ho gaya?” “Haan, achha Jedi Raj!” Mukesh ne kaha, mere baal bikherta hua, awaaz garam. “Apna lightsaber taiyaar kiya? Baad mein Sith se ladenge!” “Haan, Mukesh,” maine kaha, muskaan zabardasti banata hua, 

dil unke chumban aur Papa ke dhokhe se gusse mein, andar jal raha tha.Jab hum sitting room mein baithe, Maa ne achanak pad diya, ek tez, jaan bujhkar awaaz, jaise PPPPPRRRRRR!!!, ek tez pad, jaise trumpet ka dhamaka, chup kamre mein goonjta hua, uska chehra naughty muskaan dikhata hua.

Mukesh hasa, awaaz gandi, “Rekha, tera gift mujhse baat kar raha hai, keh raha hai woh aaj raat ke liye taiyaar hai!” Main bhaun chadhaya, confused, aur poocha, “Mukesh, yeh gift kya hai?” Usne hansa, awaaz dheemi, “Oh, Raj, yeh bas hum bado ke beech ek khaas cheez hai, tu ek din samjhega.”

Mujhe pata tha woh chhupa raha tha, nahi chahta tha main jaanoo, aur Maa ka pad uske liye ahem laga, unke raaz wale, intimate connection ka ishara, meri curiosity aur badha.Jab Maa Mukesh ke kitchen mein biryani ke liye masale milati thi, uski saree sarkati hui uske curves dikhati, 

Mukesh aur maine Star Wars khela, imaginary lightsabers hilate hue, uska “Achha Jedi, Raj!” mujhe muskurane pe majboor karta bhale hi mera gussa tha. Maa ne tight red full saree pehni thi jo uske jism pe itni kasi hui thi.

Mujhe pata tha usne yeh dress Mukesh ko aur attract karne ke liye badli, maine dekha uski badi gaand har baar Mukesh ko chhed rahi thi.





Par maine gandi cheezein notice ki—uska haath Maa ki gaand ko chhuta jab woh paas se guzra, aankhein uske stanon pe rukti hui, uski siskiyaan use hansati hui, unke chhup ke chhune wale ishare saboot the ki unka affair yahan bhi zinda tha.Khana banane ke baad, 

Maa ne ek red dress pehni, tight aur seductive, kapda uske bade stanon ko kaske pakadta hua, unhe oopar uthata hua, uski moti gaand perfectly outlined, chalte waqt hilti hui, uska look bold aur gunaahgar, 

Mukesh ke liye banaya gaya.Khane ke baad, usne mujhe kaha, “Raj, guest room mein raho, humein disturb mat karna, thik hai?” awaaz mazboot, aankhein Mukesh pe. Maine haan mein sir hilaya, dil bhari, aur kamre mein chala gaya, neend mein doob gaya jab tak main raat ko nahi utha, ghar chup, meri curiosity jal rahi thi

[Bulldozer]

Your writing is extremely hot and erotic and it is also full of excitement and eroticism. I have a request to you:Please don't let Rekha's husband to know it that his loving and faithful wife has made illicit and forbidden affairs with another man. Let this illicit and forbidden affairs a top secret and let Rekha in hand feel guilty for cheating on her loving husband and on the other hand get unwanted sexual excitement and pleasure for this illicit and forbidden affairs. And don't let Rekha and Mukesh to know it that Rekha's loving son is aware of their illicit and forbidden affairs. Let the son enjoy extreme unwanted sexual pleasure by watching his loving mom's illicit and forbidden affairs with another man secretly. Also create new episodes to make the story more exciting and erotic such as Mukesh will demand to fuck Rekha beside her loving husband on her marital bed on their marriage anniversary and so Rekha will make her loving husband to drink a glass of milk mixed with sleeping pills and there will be hardcore sexual encounter between them on this special night and the son will enjoy the entire fucking session secretly.

[Waseem990]

Best story 

[Olivia.]

Ashadaran aur amazing update