Adultery Meri Mummy Bahut Tezi se Badal Gayi.

[Olivia.]

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.

Absolutely terrific idea

[Ayush01111]

Absolutely terrific idea

Bro idea is good but why rekha and mokesh only enjoy let son come in frunt of rekha and he also fuck his mom or bting any sister of mukesh who is fucked by son

[Miss Suhana]

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.

Agree

[PodelaAmmu]

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.

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[Mahendra_]

Mera dil seene mein zor se dhadak raha tha, Maa aur Mukesh ke kaam ke baare mein meri curiosity aag ki tarah jal rahi thi, mera dimag us mysterious “gift” ke baare mein sawalon se bhar gaya jo Mukesh baar baar zikr karta tha, ek puzzle jo main desperately solve karna chahta tha.


Main bistar se sarka, mere nange pair thande, ghatiya lakdi ke farsh ko chhute hue, har kadam ke neeche ki charkhahat meri nervousness ko aur badha rahi thi, paas ke padosi ke radio ki dheemi awaaz aur bahar jhinguron ki naram chirchirahat mere tez dhadkan ke saath mil rahi thi.


Maine guest room mein apni pant pehle hi utaar di thi, mera lund uski yaad se sakht ho gaya tha jo maine Maa ke phone pe dekha tha—uske bade stan, uski faili chut, uski moti gaand besharam poses mein—mera jism masturbate karne ko taiyaar, yeh kaam ab lagbhag natural lagta tha, jaise main is maze ke rush ka aadi ho gaya hoon jo unhe dekhne se milta tha.


Main jo kar raha tha usse sehmat tha, khud ko yakeen dilata hua ki dekhna thik hai, us garmahat ko jism mein mehsoos karna thik hai, bhale hi yeh Papa ko dhokha deta tha, mera gunaah ek twisted thrill mein badal gaya, mera haath rub karne ko taiyaar, aankhein raat ki khamoshi mein Maa aur Mukesh kya kar rahe hain dekhne ko bechain, flat ka dim hallway mujhe ek naram roshni ki taraf le gaya jo bedroom se nikal rahi thi, darwaza thoda khula, dheemi awaazein mujhe kheench rahi thi jaise parwana aag ki taraf.

Darwaze ke chhote se darar se jhankte hue, maine Maa aur Mukesh ko bedroom mein dekha, unke jism nange siwaye Maa ke black bra aur panties ke, bedside table pe ek peetal ka lamp ki naram roshni uske curves pe pad rahi thi, uske bade stan tight bra ke khilaaf dab rahe the, kapda mushkil se unhe samete hue, uski moti gaand chhoti panties se bahar nikal rahi thi, yeh nazara mere lund ko aur sakht karta hua, meri saans gale mein ruk gayi.


Maa bistar pe Mukesh ke saamne thi, jo bistar pe tha, woh khushi se uska lund choos rahi thi, uske hont mota, nasdaar shaft ke charon taraf kase hue, uska sir aage peeche ek steady rhythm mein hilta hua, gaal andar khinchte hue jab woh gehra choosti thi, aankhein uspe devotion aur kacche, unfiltered chahat ke saath jami hui, haath uski jaanghon ko pakde hue, nakhun uski khaal pe halke laal nishaan chhodte hue, uski choodiyaan har harkat ke saath dheere se khanakti hui.


Mukesh khada tha, uske haath uske lambe, kale baalon mein uljhe hue, uski harkat ko guide karte hue, uski gandi muskaan badi, aankhein santushti se chamakti hui jab woh use apna lund chooste dekhta tha, kamra geele choosne ki awaazon aur uske dheeme, guttural moans se bhara, hawa unki garmi se bhari, paas ke shelf pe sandalwood incense ki halki khushboo unke paseene ke saath milti hui, ek gunaahgar, bhari mahaul banati hui.






“Rekha, tera muh kitna perfect hai, mera lund choosta hai jaise tu iske liye paida hui,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz maze se bhari, ungliyaan uske baalon mein kasti hui, use paas kheenchte hue, kamar thodi si hilti hui. “Aise hi karti ja, meri randi, dikha kitna tu isse pyar karti hai, kaise tu poori meri hai, har inch tera.”


Maa ne jawab nahi diya, uska muh uske lund se bhara, par usne haan mein sir hilaya, aankhein uspe jami hui, hont aur neeche sarke, use aur gehra leti hui, ek naram hum uske shaft pe vibrate karti hui jab woh aur zor se choosti thi, sir tezi se hilta hua, bra ke straps uske kandhon se sarke, panties uski gaand pe kasi hui, kapda uske curves ko outline karta hua.


Maine apna lund rub karna shuru kiya, haath oopar neeche sarta hua, maza ek leher ki tarah mere andar badhta hua, jaanta hua ki yeh galat hai par ruk nahi saka, aankhein Maa ke gande kaam pe jami hui, uska jism ek grace ke saath hilta hua jo sundar aur gunaahgar dono laga, uski Mukesh ke liye devotion har harkat mein saaf, choodiyaan uske haathon ke jaanghon pe kaste hue aur tez khanakti hui.


Maine Papa ke baare mein socha, ghar pe akela, shayad andhere living room mein baitha, chehra udaasi se bhara, dil Maa ke liye dard se bhara, na jaanta hua ki woh yahan hai, ek doosre mard ke lund ko muh mein lekar uska dhokha de rahi hai, uske liye uska pyar is raaz wali chahat ki duniya se badal gaya.


Par jaise main dekhta raha, mujhe lagne laga Maa galat nahi kar rahi, uska chehra aisi khushi se chamakta hua jo maine Papa ke saath kabhi nahi dekha, uska jism us tarah zinda jo Papa ka chup, steady pyar jaga nahi saka, aur maine khud ko kaha ki woh is khushi ki haqdaar hai, ki Mukesh ka bada lund, mota aur sakht, use woh deta hai jo Papa nahi de sakta—nahi kyunki Papa use sex nahi deta, balki kyunki Mukesh ka size, uska commanding presence, uski kacchi, unapologetic chahat use desired, zinda, ek nayi aurat jaisa mehsoos karati hai, use uski duniya mein kheenchta hua jo Papa ka naram khayal, der raat kaam karke sarees khareedna, naram haath pakadna match nahi kar sakta.



“Ruk, Rekha, abhi ke liye kaafi hai,” Mukesh ne hukum diya, awaaz mazboot par ek twisted pyar se bhari, uska muh uske lund se hata, haath uski thodi ko dheere se uthata hua, aankhein uspe jami hui, angutha uske geele honton ko chhuta hua. “Tu ismein itni achhi hai, meri perfect randi, tera muh mere lund ke liye bana hai. Bata, kya tune apne pati ke saath chudai ki jab se woh wapas aaya, ya tu apne aap ko mere liye bacha rahi hai?”


“Nahi, Mukesh, maine use chhua nahi,” Maa ne kaha, apne honton ko haath ke peeche se pochti hui, awaaz naram par yakeen se bhari, aankhein usse hatayi nahi, saans abhi bhi choosne se bhari. “Maine Arun ko kaha main mood mein nahi hoon, thaki hui hoon, par tu hi hai jo main chahti hoon, sirf tu, tu hi woh mard hai jo mere jism ko gaata hai, jo mujhe zinda mehsoos karata hai.”


Mukesh ki muskaan aur badi ho gayi, aankhein jeet se chamakti hui, aur woh jhuka use chumne, hont uske honton se takraye, jeebh uske muh mein sarki, unka kiss gehra aur bhookha, uske haath uski peeth pe ghumte hue, use paas kheenchte hue, bra mein dhake stan uske seene se dab rahe the, unke jism dim roshni mein ek saath bandhe hue, lamp kamre mein lambi chhaya daal raha tha, purane bedframe ki halki charkhahat intimacy ko aur badha rahi thi.


“Tu meri hai, Rekha, har raat, har din,” usne uske honton ke khilaaf siskiya, awaaz dheemi, haath uski kamar pe, dheere se dabate hue. “Main tujhe sochne se ruk nahi sakta, humare baare mein, kaise hum ek doosre ke liye bane hain.” “Oh, Mukesh, tu mujhe itna khaas mehsoos karata hai,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz garam, haath uske chehre pe, ungliyaan uske jaw ko trace karti hui. 


“Yeh, hum, jaise ek chhupa hua aag hai, har baar jab hum saath hote hain aur chamakti hai, aur main nahi chahti yeh kabhi ruk jaye.” “Mere gift ka kya, Rekha?” Mukesh ne poocha, thoda peeche hata, awaaz utsaah se bhari, aankhein uski aankhon mein talaash karti hui, chahat ka ek bhookha edge uski awaaz mein. 


“Kya tu aaj raat mujhe dene ko taiyaar hai, meri randi? Main tujhse sab kuch lene ka intezaar kar raha hoon.”Maa jhijhaki, aankhein thodi chinta se chamakti hui, awaaz dheemi, “Mukesh, main nervous hoon, yeh itna bada kadam hai, mujhe darr hai isse dard hoga, ki main isse handle nahi kar paungi.” 


Usne phir se use chuma, is baar naram, haath uske chehre ko pakde hue, awaaz shant, “Rekha, tu mujh pe bharosa karti hai, na? Main isse achha karunga, tera khayal rakhoonga, tu meri rani hai, aur main tujhe poora chahta hoon, har hissa.”Usne haan mein sir hilaya, awaaz kaamp rahi par mazboot, 


“Thik hai, Mukesh, main tujhe sab kuch doongi, mera poora jism, main poori teri hoon, chalo karte hain.” “Jhuk ja, Rekha,” usne hukum diya, awaaz commanding, haath use bistar pe guide karte hue, aankhein uske curves pe jami hui. Main soch raha tha yeh “gift” kya hai, mera dimag sawalon se bhar gaya, meri curiosity jal rahi thi ki Maa ko itna nervous kya bana raha tha, Mukesh itni tezi se kya chahta tha, mera haath mera lund tezi se rub karta hua, maza badhta hua jab main dekhta raha, dil anticipation se dhadakta hua.


Maa bistar pe jhuki, uski moti gaand oopar, panties uski jaanghon tak kheench di gayi, uske bade cheeks poore aur gol, lamp ki garam roshni mein chamakte hue, curves itne perfect jaise banaye gaye hon, thoda sa hilte hue jab woh apna wazan shift karti thi, haath neele chadar ko pakde hue, bra abhi bhi uske stanon se chipki hui, jo bhari the, dheere se hilte hue.


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Usne apni gaand oopar neeche hilayi, goonh jaisa hilta hua jaise tufani samundar ki lehrein, Mukesh ko chhedti hui, uski harkatein bold aur gunaahgar, ek chup dawat jo meri saans rok deti thi. “Rekha, teri badi gaand ek masterpiece hai,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz chahat se tapakti hui, haath uske cheeks pe rakhe, naram goonh ko dabate hue.


“Dekh kaise hilti hai, jaise yeh mujhse maang rahi hai, mere lund ke liye bani hai, na?” “Haan, Mukesh, yeh sab tera hai,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz playful, gaand aur hilati hui, goonh har harkat ke saath ripple karta hua. “Tujhe meri badi gaand pasand hai, na? Yeh teri hai, iske saath jo chahe kar, mujhe apna bana.” 


“Apne gaand ke cheeks faila, Rekha,” usne kaha, awaaz utsaah se bhari, paas aata hua, aankhein uspe jami hui.Maa ne peeche haath kiya, apne cheeks failaye, uska gaand ka ched dikhaya, chhota aur kasa hua, gaand ka ched khulta aur band hota hua, main jahan khada tha wahan se dekh saka, uske charon taraf halke, nazuk baal, yeh nazara mujhe shock kar gaya, mera lund aur sakht dhadakta hua jab main dekhta raha, haath tezi se hilta hua, maza meri sharam ko daba raha tha.





Mukesh paas jhuka, uska chehra uske gaand ke ched ke inch dur, naak usse lagbhag chhuti hui, gehra saans leta hua, aankhein band hokar ecstasy mein, haath uske cheeks ko failaye hue, lamp naram roshni daal raha tha is intimate scene pe. “Tu kya kar raha hai, Mukesh?” Maa ne poocha, awaaz jhijhak se bhari, jism thoda sa tense, ungliyaan chadar ko aur kaske pakadti hui.


“Maine apna gaand ka ched nahi dhoya, yeh saaf nahi hai, mujhe sharam aa rahi hai.” “Main iski khushboo le raha hoon, Rekha,” usne kaha, awaaz excitement se bhari, dobara gehra saans leta hua, dheema, jaan bujhkar saans. “Mujhe teri gaand ka ched ki khushboo leni hai, yeh aise hi perfect hai, aurat ka anus kaccha, natural hona chahiye, dhone ki zaroorat nahi, yeh tu hai, aur mujhe yeh pasand hai.”


Maa hans di, awaaz nervous par mazaakiya, “Tu kitna naughty hai, Mukesh, isse ganda pasand karta hai, yakeen nahi hota tu mere gande gaand ke ched mein itna interested hai, ummeed hai tujhe wahan koi unwanted surprise nahi milega.” Mukesh muskuraya, 


“Haan, Rekha, jitna ganda utna achha, mujhe surprises chahiye, yeh real hai, tera hai, aur main har inch ka deewana hoon.”Maine sochna shuru kiya kya uska gaand ka ched hi “gift” tha, mera dimag sawalon se chakkar kha raha tha ki woh ispe itna fixated kyun tha, meri curiosity shock ke saath mil rahi thi jab maine use iski khushboo lete dekha, naak paas dabayi hui, alag alag tarah se saans leta hua—lamba, gehra saans, phir tez, sharp sniff, chehra pura maza dikhata hua, jaise woh ek manaa delicacy ka swad le raha ho, haath uske cheeks pe steady, uska gaand ka ched dim roshni mein exposed aur vulnerable.


Jab usne uske gaand ke ched ko chaatna shuru kiya, Maa ne zor se moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, oh my God, yeh kitna achha lagta hai!” awaaz maze se toot rahi thi, jism kaamp raha tha, hont ecstasy mein kaate hue, kamar thodi si hilti hui, uske chehre ke khilaaf peeche dhakelti hui. 


“Mujhe yeh pasand hai, Mukesh, yeh itna naya, itna exciting hai, maine pehle kabhi aisa mehsoos nahi kiya!”Usne aur gehra chaata, jeebh uske gaand ke ched ke charon taraf ghoomti hui, paseena aur namak ka swad leta hua, awaaz dheemi, “Tere gaand ke ched ka swad paseene aur namak jaisa hai, Rekha, itna achha, itna kaccha, yeh perfect hai.” 


Maa ne phir moan kiya,“Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, main pehli baar yeh try karne ke liye itni excited hoon, tu isse itna amazing banata hai, main teri hoon!” Main shock mein tha, dil tezi se dhadakta hua uske gaand ke ched ko chaatne ke nazare pe, kuch itna ganda, itna soch se bahar, main kabhi nahi karta, ek million rupaye ke liye bhi nahi, yeh kaam ghinona par mesmerizing, mera haath mera lund tezi se rub karta hua, maza meri ghin ko duba raha tha, aankhein unke gunaahgar kaam pe jami hui. 


“Kaisa lagta hai, Rekha?” Mukesh ne poocha, jeebh abhi bhi uske gaand ke ched pe, awaaz utsaah se bhari, haath uske cheeks ko dabate hue. “Tujhe meri jeebh tere anus mein pasand hai, na?” “Aaaahhh uuhhh, yeh itna achha hai, Mukesh,” Maa ne moan kiya, kamar gol ghumati hui, gaand aur zor se peeche dhakelti hui, hont kaske kaate hue, aankhein maze mein band. 


“Yeh itna ajeeb, itna garam lagta hai, jaise mera poora jism aag pe hai, yakeen nahi hota tu mera ganda gaand ka ched chaat raha hai.” Main sach mein soch raha tha ki woh uske gande gaand ke ched pe jeebh kaise rakh sakta hai. Yeh mujhe bilkul samajh nahi aaya. “Kya yeh tujhe meri randi jaisa mehsoos karata hai?” usne poocha, aur gehra chaatta, ungliyaan uske goonh mein dhansati hui. 



“Mujhe bata, anus chaatne ka kaisa lagta hai, Rekha, har detail.” “Aaaahhh uuhhh, yeh mujhe itna ganda mehsoos karata hai, Mukesh,” usne moan kiya, jism kaamp raha tha, haath chadar ko pakadte hue. “Jaise main poori teri hoon, teri jeebh meri gaand ka malik hai, yeh itna intense, itna achha hai.” Mukesh peeche hata, awaaz chahat se bhari, “Holi se, Rekha, jab maine tujhe saree mein teri gaand hilate dekha, maine isse chodna chahta tha, tu mujhe pagal kar rahi thi, woh curves colors mein hilte hue.” 



Maa hans di, “Sach mein, Mukesh? Meri gaand ne tera dhyaan tab kheench liya?” Usne haan mein sir hilaya, “Haan, mere sab dost iske baare mein baat kar rahe the, keh rahe the kaise woh teri badi gaand chodne ke liye marenge, kitni gol, kitni juicy, iske liye bani hai, woh jealous the ki main tere paas gaya.”





Maa hasi, “Kyun meri gaand, Mukesh? Kya meri chut tujhe kaafi meethi nahi?” Usne muskuraya, “Teri chut meethi hai, Rekha, kasi aur geeli, par tera gaand ka ched aur kasa, aur ganda hai, yeh special hai, tujhe meri randi banata hai aise tarah se jo teri chut nahi kar sakti, yeh kaccha, manaa hai.” 


Achanak, Maa ne pad diya, ek tez gas uske gaand ke ched se nikli, ek tez, geela dhamaka seedha uske chehre pe, uski aankhein shock se badi, muh peeche khincha, chehra surprise aur mazaak ka mix, haath abhi bhi uske cheeks pe.“Oh, Mukesh, maaf karna! Maine jaan bujhkar kiya,” Maa ne kaha, hasti hui, awaaz creative, “Meri gaand zyada excited ho gayi, yeh tere liye ga rahi hai, keh rahi hai yeh tere lund ke liye taiyaar hai!” 


Mukesh hasa, “Rekha, woh pad trumpet jaisa tha, itna tez, itna perfect, tu surprises se bhari hai, meri randi.” Maa hans di, “Tujhe uski awaaz pasand aayi? Meri gaand tujhse baat kar rahi hai, Mukesh, yeh sab teri hai.”Usne haan mein sir hilaya, “Aise hi padti reh, Rekha, yeh sexy hai, jaise teri gaand mujhe bula rahi hai.” 


“Taiyaar ho ja, Rekha,” Mukesh ne kaha, uske gaand ke ched pe thooka, bedside table se baby oil ki chhoti bottle uthayi, “Ab teri gaand ka ched use karne ka waqt hai.” Mujhe yaad aaya Maa ne mujhe pehle baby oil lane ko kaha tha, mera dil tezi se dhadakta hua jab maine samjha yeh iske liye tha, mera lund aur sakht dhadakta hua, haath tezi se hilta hua.


“Palat, Rekha, is oil ko mere lund pe ragad,” usne kaha, bottle uske haath mein dete hue, awaaz commanding. Maa palti, uske haathon ne uske lund pe oil daala, dheere se massage kiya, ungliyaan oopar neeche sarti hui, use chamakta hua coat kiya, aankhein uspe jami hui, harkatein careful par sensual, oil lamp ke neeche chamakta hua, bra abhi bhi uske stanon se chipki hui, panties uski jaanghon ke aaspaas.


“Mukesh, mujhe aise gande kaam pasand nahi,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz chinta se bhari, haath abhi bhi uske lund pe, ungliyaan thodi kaamp rahi thi. “Tera lund itna bada hai, yeh meri gaand mein kaise fit hoga? Agar isne mera gaand ka ched loose kar diya, tight nahi raha toh? Mujhe darr hai yeh mujhe badal dega.” 


“Chinta mat kar, Rekha,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz shant, aankhein naram par intense.“Aurat ka gaand ka ched apne mard ke liye loose hona chahiye, yeh dikhata hai usne khud ko poora diya, aur tu mere liye hamesha perfect rahegi, loose ho ya tight.” “Par agar yeh loose ho gaya, main apne padon ko rok nahi paungi,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz nervous, haath uske lund pe dheeme hote hue. 


“Woh har waqt nikalenge, itna embarrassing hoga, Mukesh.”“Mujhe parwaah nahi, Rekha,” usne kaha, muskurata hua, haath uski kamar pe, use paas kheenchta hua. “Main tere sab pad soongh lunga, har ek, woh tera hissa hain, aur mujhe har cheez pasand hai, tu meri randi hai, padon ke saath bhi.” 


Maa muskurayi, uski chinta kam hoti hui, aur woh jhuki use chumne, hont uske honton pe naram, “Tu mere liye itna achha hai, Mukesh, tu mujhe safe mehsoos karata hai, main tujh pe bharosa karti hoon.”Usne uske honton ko chuma, awaaz naram, “Main naram rahunga, Rekha, wada hai, hum dheere karenge, tujhe achha lagega.” 


Maa palti aur phir jhuk gayi, apni moti gaand ke cheeks failaye, uska gaand ka ched thook aur oil se geela, lamp ke neeche chamakta hua, jism tense par taiyaar, haath chadar ko pakde hue, choodiyaan dheere se khanakti hui.Maine samjha “gift” anal sex tha, mera dimag chakkar kha raha tha jab puzzle apni jagah pe aaya, meri curiosity satisfy hui, mera lund dhadakta hua jab main dekhta raha, haath tezi se rub karta hua, maza intense, mera dil mere saamne khulta hua gunaah accept karta hua.


Mukesh ne apna lund uske gaand ke ched mein dhakelna shuru kiya, tip tight ring ke khilaaf dabayi, Maa ne zor se moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, yeh bahut dard karta hai!” awaaz toot rahi thi, haath chadar ko kaske pakadte hue, chehra dard se bheench gaya, jism lamp ki roshni mein kaamp raha tha. 


“Thik hai, Rekha, tu meri randi hai, tu yeh le sakti hai,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz gandi par encouraging, haath uski kamar pe steady, use guide karte hue.“Mera lund mehsoos kar, yeh teri gaand ke liye bana hai, bas relax kar, isse andar aane de, tu meri hai.” Usne dheere se dhakka diya, uske lund ka sir andar sarka, uska gaand ka ched chauda khulta hua, Maa cheekhi, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, yeh bahut bada hai, Mukesh, dard karta hai!” 


Usne muskuraya, “Rekha, sir andar hai, teri gaand itni tight hai, yeh perfect hai.” Usne ek haath se uski chut ragdi, ungliyaan uske geele folds ke saath sarti hui, use moan karati hui, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, yeh achha lagta hai, mat ruk!”



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“Main yeh nahi karna chahti, Mukesh,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz kaamp rahi thi, jism kaamp raha tha, haath bistar ko aur kaske pakadte hue. “Yeh bahut dard karta hai, please, main nahi kar sakti.” Woh paas jhuka, awaaz romantic, “Rekha, tu meri rani hai, mera sab kuch, mujhe is tarah se pyar karne de, yeh achha lagega, wada hai, bas mujh pe bharosa kar.” 


Maa cheekhi, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, thik hai, Mukesh, main koshish karungi, kar!” uska dimag badla, jism thoda sa relax hua, moans tez aur desperate.Usne aur dhakka diya, aadha lund uske gaand ke ched mein gaya, tight ring dheela hota hua, uske shaft ke charon taraf chauda khulta hua, mera haath mera lund tezi se rub karta hua, nazara shock karne wala par thrilling, mera maza badhta hua jab main masturbate karta raha, poori tarah unke gunaahgar kaam mein dooba hua. 


“Tu mujhe barbaad kar raha hai, Mukesh,” Maa ne moan kiya, awaaz ilzaam lagati hui, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, meri gaand kabhi pehle jaisi nahi hogi, tu mujhe tod raha hai!”





Usne hasa, “Barbaad auratein sabse best hoti hain, Rekha, tu meri masterpiece hai, meri perfect randi, teri gaand ab meri hai.” Usne moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, yeh itna tight, itna bhara hua lagta hai, Mukesh, yeh zyada hai!” Usne jawab diya, “Yeh perfect hai, Rekha, teri gaand mere lund ke liye bani hai, mehsoos kar kaise yeh mere liye khulti hai, kaise tu meri hai.”


Usne aur dhakka diya, poora lund uske gaand ke ched mein gaya, tight ring poora khula, uski gaand bal se hilti hui, moans aur tez, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, yeh itna gehra hai, oh my God!” bistar rhythm se charkhata hua, lamp unke jismon ki chhaya daal raha tha, Maa ki badi gaand wildly jhoolti hui, stan bra mein hilte hue, chehra dard aur maze ka mix, hont kaske kaate hue, choodiyaan har harkat ke saath khanakti hui.






Kamra unki garmi se zinda laga, hawa oil aur paseene ki khushboo se bhari, bahar jhinguron ki dheemi awaaz unke gunaah se door duniya ki door ki yaad. Mukesh ne moan kiya, “Rekha, main mehsoos kar sakta hoon tera gaand ka ched mere lund ke charon taraf kasta hua, yeh itna achha, itna tight hai!” Maa ne moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, yeh tujhe squeeze kar raha hai, Mukesh, yakeen nahi hota yeh fit ho gaya, yeh itna intense hai!” 


Usne dheere se baahar khincha, aadha, Maa cheekhi, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, yeh zyada hai, dard karta hai!” awaaz tez, jism kaamp raha tha, haath chadar ko nochte hue.







“Tu thik hai, Rekha?” usne poocha, awaaz chinta se bhari, haath uski kamar ko steady karte hue, aankhein uske chehre pe. “Main thik hoon, Mukesh, aage badh,” usne moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, main isse seh lungi, mujhe chod, mujhe apna bana!” Usne wapas dhakka diya, poora baahar nahi, phir andar, uske moans tez, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, yeh itna gehra hai, mat ruk, main teri hoon!”Usne hasa, 



“Tu itni mazboot hai, Rekha, meri randi ki tarah leti hai, tu perfect hai.” Maa ne moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, mujhe behosh hone jaisa lagta hai, Mukesh, yeh zyada hai, par mujhe yeh pasand hai!” Usne hansa, “Tu behosh nahi ho rahi, Rekha, tu har second enjoy kar rahi hai, meri perfect aurat.” 


Usne andar baahar karna shuru kiya, harkat ab smooth, uska gaand ka ched dheela hua, uske lund ke charon taraf aasani se sarta hua, oil aur thook ise slick banate hue, bistar steady rhythm mein charkhata hua, uski badi gaand wildly hilti hui, goonh tufan mein lehron ki tarah jhoolta hua, uske curves roshni mein chamakte hue, choodiyaan aur tez khanakti hui, uske moans ek constant “Aaaahhh uuhhh.”



Mujhe shak hua Mukesh professional tha, uski aasani se lagta tha usne aur auraton ki gaand chodi thi, uski harkatein confident, precise, jaise woh jaanta tha kaise kaam karna hai, haath uski kamar ko expertise se guide karte hue, uske dhakke controlled par powerful. “Badhai ho, Rekha,” usne kaha, awaaz proud, “Ab yeh aasan hai, tu mera lund pro ki tarah le rahi hai, teri gaand iske liye bani hai!”








Maa ne moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, tune mujhe dard se guide kiya, par yeh ab bhi dard karta hai, tu mere liye itna achha hai!” Usne jawab diya, “Tu perfect hai, Rekha, thoda dard tujhe meri asli randi banata hai, meri rani.” Usne moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, mujhe asli randi jaisa mehsoos hota hai, Mukesh, meri gaand teri hai, main teri hoon!” Usne poocha, “Kyun, Rekha, mujhe bata kyun?” 



Usne jawab diya, “Kyunki yeh anal hai, itna ganda, itna naya, yeh mujhe teri randi jaisa mehsoos karata hai!” Usne muskuraya, “Main tujhe train karunga, Rekha, tujhe meri professional randi banaunga, teri gaand hamesha meri hogi, kabhi bhi mere liye taiyaar.”










Usne uske gaand ke ched ko aur zor se chodna shuru kiya, uska loose ring use aasani se leta hua, uski badi gaand har dhakke ke saath hilti hui, goonh wildly jhoolta hua, uske moans tez, “Aaaahhh uuhhh,” jism hilta hua, bra ke straps aur neeche sarke, stan wildly hilte hue, chehra dard aur ecstasy ke mix se chamakta hua. 



Main masturbate karta raha, haath tezi se hilta hua, maza itna intense, mera gunaah poora gaya, mera dil Maa ke gunaah ko accept karta hua, aankhein uski hilti gaand pe jami hui, ganda kaam mujhe unki duniya mein aur gehra kheenchta hua, mera jism thrill se kaamp raha tha.

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Shandar update 

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Super excellent update. Ashadaran aur zabardast writing

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Very much hot story with brilliant writing ✍️

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Marvelous and absolutely exciting update!

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Main shock mein tha, mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha, darr tha ki Mukesh Maa ki gaand ko hamesha ke liye barbaad kar dega, itna zyada stretch hua ki yeh hamesha loose rahe, uska jism wapas normal na ho sake, uska dhokha ek nishaan ban jaye jo use randi bana de, uski Papa ke saath zindagi ko dard de, kuch jo woh chhupa na sake, meri chinta badhti hui jab maine use moan karte socha, na to aaram se chudai kar sakti thi na Papa ke saath normal jee sakti thi.


“Khadi ho ja, Rekha,” Mukesh ne hukum diya, dheere se baahar kheenchta hua, haath uski kamar pe, kamra shant siwaye unki bhari saanson ke. “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, main khadi nahi ho sakti, meri taangein bahut kamzor hain,” 

Maa ne shikayat ki, awaaz thaki hui, jism kaamp raha tha, haath chadar ko kaske pakde hue.“Meri gaand bahut dard kar rahi hai, jal rahi hai, main aise nahi hil sakti. Kya hum thodi der ruk sakte hain please?” “Chalo, Rekha, meri pyari,” 


Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz naram par mazboot, haath uske baazuon pe naram, use dheere se uthate hue.“Khadi ho mere liye, main teri gaand ko apne khilaaf mehsoos karna chahta hoon, is tarah bahut achha lagta hai, dikhata hai tu kitna yeh chahti hai, kitna mujhe de rahi hai.” 


Maa ne moan kiya, “Mukesh, main bahut dard mein hoon, meri taangein kaamp rahi hain, meri gaand lagta hai toot rahi hai, main yeh nahi kar sakti!” Usne zid ki, “Bas koshish kar, Rekha, main tujhe pakdoonga, achha lagaunga, mujhe tujhe khade dekhna hai, main teri gaand ko khade position mein chodna chahta hoon.”Maa ne aah bhari, dheere se haan mein sir hilaya, 

“Thik hai, Mukesh, main koshish karungi, par yeh bahut dard karta hai, main yeh sirf tere liye kar rahi hoon kyunki main tujhse bahut pyar karti hoon,” awaaz kamzor, jism unsteady jab woh khadi hui, uspe sahara lete hue. 


Maine socha woh uski gaand ko hamesha ke liye barbaad kar dega, khada position aur zyada pressure daalega, uska bada lund pehle hi use hadd se zyada stretch kar chuka tha, uski anal muscle ko permanent damage ka khatra, Papa ke saath normal jeene ki uski kshamata, meri chinta gehri hoti hui jab maine use struggle karte dekha, uska jism hadd se zyada dabaya gaya, yeh kaam uski Mukesh ke gande chahat ke samne poori tarah samarpan ka saaf ishara, uska dard mujhe darr deta tha ki woh kabhi recover nahi karegi.


Mukesh khada hua, Maa ko palta, uski moti gaand hili jab usne use thapki maari, goonh zor se jhoola, ek tez “thap” kamre mein goonji, oil uske cheeks ko geele patthar jaisa chamkata hua, harkat garam kyunki yeh itna kaccha tha, uske curves uske liye hilte hue, choodiyaan khanakti hui jab woh hili, lamp ki roshni uski khaal pe paseene ko pakad rahi thi.


Usne use haathon se peeche dhakela, jhukaya, haath uski kamar ke neeche pe zor se, uski gaand oopar hawa mein, haath bistar ko pakde hue, jism lamp ki roshni mein kaamp raha tha, parde dheere se hilte hue, hawa unki garmi aur halki masala khushboo se bhari. “Mukesh, main bahut dard mein hoon,” Maa ne shikayat ki, awaaz dard se bhari, jism kaamp raha tha jab woh jhuki.“Meri gaand lagta hai toot rahi hai, yeh zyada hai, main aur nahi seh sakti.” 


“Tera gaand ka ched abhi bhi kaafi loose nahi hai, Rekha,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz gandi, haathon se uske cheeks ko chauda failata hua. “Yeh abhi bhi mere lund ko pakad raha hai, isse aur chudai chahiye perfect hone ke liye, mujhe bilkul bhi ladai ke bina lene ke liye, mere liye poora khul jaye.”


“Yeh kya matlab, Mukesh?” Maa ne poocha, awaaz shock se bhari, sir palatkar uski taraf dekhte hue. “Yeh pehle se itna khula hai, lagta hai hadd tak stretch ho gaya, kaise yeh loose nahi hai?” “Yeh loose hai, Rekha, par mere liye kaafi nahi,” 


Mukesh ne samjhaya, awaaz chahat se bhari, aankhein uske khule ched pe jami hui.“Main chahta hoon tera gaand ka ched itna loose ho ki yeh mera lund bina kisi resistance ke le, hamesha mere liye taiyaar rahe, sirf mere lund ko jaane, chahe main kitna bhi zor se chodu.” 


Usne apna lund andar dhakela, khula gaand ka ched use aasani se leta hua, oil aur stretch use smooth andar jaane dete hue, dono khade, uski gaand uske groin ke khilaaf kasi hui, position kaccha aur intimate.








“Rekha, tera gaand ka ched kitna meetha hai,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz chahat se bhari. “Yeh tight hai, garam, perfect, yeh hi main aaj raat chahta hoon.” “Sirf meri gaand kyun aaj raat, Mukesh?” Maa ne poocha, moan karti hui, 


“Aaaahhh uuhhh, meri chut kyun nahi chodta, tu ganda kutta?” “Teri gaand aur tight hai, Rekha,” Mukesh ne kaha, uske dhakke gehre aur zor se.“Yeh aur gandi hai, behtar lagti hai, mujhe aise pakadti hai jo teri chut nahi kar sakti, yeh meri chahat hai, jo mujhe tere liye pagal karta hai.” Maa ne moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, tu ganda suar, tu bimaar kutta!” 


Usne uske gaand ke ched ko zor se choda, kamra tez thapki ki awaazon se bhara, uski gaand wildly jhoolti hui, uske pad uske gaand ke ched se nikalte hue, geele “pfffts” aur tez “brrrps,” loose ched ki wajah se hawa nikal rahi thi, uske zor ke dhakke uske jism ko poora samarpan karne ke liye majboor kar rahe the.Usne uski peeth chaati, jeebh uski spine ke saath sarti hui, yeh kaam garam kyunki yeh possessive tha, use apna mark karta hua, uski obsession har chhuan mein saaf. “Main gaand ka deewana hoon, Rekha,” 


Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz proud aur rough. “Badi gaand mujhe pagal kar deti hain, unke curves, unki tightness, maine itni auraton ki gaand chodi hai kyunki yeh sabse best hai, aurat ko poora own karne ka kaccha tareeka, use poora mehsoos karne ka.”


“Tu ganda kutta, Mukesh,” Maa ne moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, tu ghinona hai, poora pervert!” Usne poocha, “Kya tu mujhe chhod dega, Mukesh?” Usne jawab diya, “Kabhi nahi, Rekha, jab tak tu mujhe apni gaand deti rahegi, yeh mujhe yahan rakhta hai, yeh mere liye jeene ka wajah hai.” 


Maa ne moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, main wada karti hoon, Mukesh, main jab chahe doongi, kyunki yeh teri hai, kyunki yeh mujhe mehsoos karata hai ki main sirf tere liye hoon! Main nahi chahti tu mujhe chhode.”Usne kaha, “Main tujhe apni randi banane ke liye train kar raha hoon, Rekha, aur gaand ki chudai iska best tareeka hai, yeh tujhe mera banata hai, tujhe sikhaata hai mujhe sab kuch dene ka, mere lund ke liye teri gaand mein jeene ka.” 


“Aaaahhh uuhhh, main teri achhi randi banna chahti hoon, Mukesh,” Maa ne moan kiya, awaaz utsaah aur desperation se bhari.







“Main seekhna chahti hoon, tere liye perfect banna chahti hoon, kyunki yeh itna achha lagta hai, itna sahi, yeh meri jagah hai!” Dono thak rahe the, unke jism paseene se geele, saansein bhari, ek ghante ki chudai unki energy kha rahi thi, bistar unke wazan ke neeche zor se charkhata hua, hawa unki garmi se bhari.Main abhi bhi apna lund ragad raha tha, masturbate kar raha tha, yeh kaam achha lag raha tha, ab galat nahi, maza poora le raha tha, mera jism kaamp raha tha jab main dekhta raha, unka gunaah mujhe unki duniya mein aur gehra kheench raha tha. 



Mukesh ne apna lund baahar kheench liya, uski gaand se juices tapak rahe the, oil aur fluids ka ganda mix chadar pe gir raha tha, uske samarpan ka saaf nishaan.Usne use pet ke bal letaya, taangein chauda failayi, uske gaand pe oil ragda, use geela marble jaisa chamkata hua, uska thaka hua chehra dikhata tha woh exhaust ho chuki thi, aankhein aadhi band, jism naram aur bhari.



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Woh uski peeth pe chadha, apna lund zor se uske gaand ke ched mein dhakela, bal zor ka, kamar neeche tak dhakelti hui, ek ghante ki chudai ke bawajood uski energy nahi ruki. Maa itni thaki hui thi ki woh nahi hili, uski cheekhein aur tez, 


“Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, aur chod mujhe!” maang rahi thi kyunki woh uski thi, koi choice nahi bacha, zor ki chudai bistar ko hila rahi thi, uski gaand wildly jhool rahi thi, lamp wobbling, kamra unki garmi aur halki masala khushboo se bhara.


“Main jhadne wala hoon, Rekha,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz tight, dhakke tez hote hue. “Kahan chahti hai, meri randi?” “Aaaahhh uuhhh, meri gaand ke ched mein, Mukesh!” Maa ne moan kiya, awaaz besharm aur desperate. “Mujhe tera sperm meri gaand mein chahiye, mujhe bhar de,” Usne poocha, “Kahan, Rekha, dobara bata!” 


Usne moan kiya, “Meri gaand ke ched mein, Mukesh, yeh teri hai, ispe haq jama, ise tujhse bhar de!”







Usne aur zor se choda, zor se moan karta hua, “Urrghhh, Rekha!” Mujhe pata tha woh apna sperm chhod raha tha, uski moans kamre mein bhar rahi thi, Maa moan karti hui, 


“Aaaahhh uuhhh, aur de, Mukesh!” maang rahi thi kyunki woh uska control chahti thi, uska nishaan uske andar gehra. “Aaaahhh uuhhh, mujhe mehsoos ho raha hai, Mukesh,” Maa ne moan kiya, awaaz shock aur awe se bhari.“Yeh itna zyada hai, mera pet bhar raha hai, tera sperm itna mota hai, jaise yeh mere poore jism pe kabza kar raha hai!” 


Mukesh ne moan kiya, “Urrghhh, sab le le, Rekha, har boond!” Woh uski peeth pe gir pada, jism kharch ho gaya, lund abhi bhi uske gaand ke ched mein, use bistar mein dabata hua, lamp unke jismon ki chhaya daal raha tha, unki haanfne ki awaaz tez, jism intense kaam se thake hue, bistar dheere se charkhata hua, halki incense khushboo unke gunaah ke saath clash karti hui.


“Tu ne mujhe barbaad kar diya, Mukesh,” Maa ne shikayat ki, awaaz kamzor, jism naram. “Meri gaand toot gayi, main ab pehle jaisi nahi, yeh hamesha ke liye badal gayi, mujhe ab sahi bhi nahi mehsoos hota.” “Tu perfect hai, Rekha,” Mukesh ne jawab diya, awaaz naram par proud. 


“Teri gaand meri hai, mera inaam, yeh waisa hi hai jaisa main chahta hoon, hamesha mere liye khula aur taiyaar.”Maa ne aah bhari, “Hat ja, Mukesh, main saans nahi le pa rahi, tu bahut bhari hai. Meri peeth se hat please.” Woh uske bagal mein let gaya, aur maine dekha Maa ki gaand se aur sperm nikal raha tha, jaise doodh bottle se bah raha ho, ek safed, mota dhara chadar pe tapak raha tha, uske poore samarpan ka shock dene wala nazara.


Maa pet ke bal leti hui, awaaz naram, “Mujhe tera sperm mehsoos ho raha hai, Mukesh, yeh garam hai, andar gehra, jaise ab mera hissa hai.” Mukesh muskuraya, “Tu meri hai, Rekha, mujhe apne andar mehsoos kar, yeh meri jagah hai. 


Tune mujhe sach mein satisfy kiya, tune aakhir mujhe mera gift diya.” Maa uth kar baithi, dono ke jism paseene se dhake hue, bistar sperm aur oil se geela, chadar pe daag aur chipchipi.Maine thodi der baad apna sperm chhod diya, maza zor se laga, mera jism kaamp raha tha jab maine apna doodh chhoda, achha mehsoos hua, release mazboot, meri taangein kamzor, jism kharch, unka gunaah mujhe kha raha tha, mujhe zinda mehsoos karata hua. 


Maa khush dikh rahi thi, Mukesh ko chumte hue, uske hont uspe naram, chehra ek ajeeb khushi se chamakta hua.“Mukesh, tu mujhe itna achha mehsoos karata hai,” usne kaha, awaaz garam aur content. “Yeh sab kuch hai, jaise main tabhi zinda hoon jab main tere saath hoon, apna jism tujhe deti hoon.” “Tu meri duniya hai, Rekha,” Mukesh ne jawab diya, haath uske gaal pe, awaaz naram. “Tu mujhe sab kuch deti hai, teri gaand, tera dil, yeh sab mujhe chahiye.”Usne kaha, “Mera lund saaf kar, Rekha, dikha tu poori tarah meri hai.” Maa ki aankhein badi hui, shock mein, “Mukesh, nahi, yeh meri gaand mein tha, bahut ganda hai, main yeh nahi kar sakti!” Main bhi shock mein tha, yeh idea ghinona tha, uska lund uske gande ched se, yeh maang bimaar, mera dimag chakkar kha raha tha ki woh itna ganda kaam kaise maang sakta hai itna kuch karne ke baad.



“Yeh achha hai, Rekha,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz mazboot aur samjhaane wali. “Randiyaan yeh karti hain, yeh dikhata hai tu meri hai, meri lund pe teri gaand ka swad, sabit karta hai tu mere liye kuch bhi karegi.” Maa ne use dekha, phir uske naram lund ko, chehra torn, shayad apni ghin ke khilaaf uski khushi ke liye lad rahi thi, phir usne sir hila diya, “Nahi, Mukesh, main nahi kar sakti, yeh bahut ghinona hai, yeh meri gaand mein tha, yeh thik nahi.”


Woh bathroom ki taraf jaane lagi, par usne uska haath pakda, use wapas kheench liya, uski aankhein uski aankhon se mili, chehra torn aur conflicted. “Tune mujhe buri aurat bana diya, Mukesh,” Maa ne shikayat ki, awaaz naram, chehra uski struggle dikhata hua. “Main achhi patni thi, achhi maa, ab main yeh hoon, tujhe meri gaand deti hoon, yeh gande kaam karti hoon, kyunki tu mujhe yeh chahta hai.”Mukesh ne jawab diya, awaaz naram, 


“Tu perfect hai, Rekha, tu meri hai, yeh wahi hai jo tu mere saath banni thi.” Maa ne aah bhari, uska lund pakadte hue, bistar pe wapas aayi, jhuk gayi, chehra ghin dikhata hua, hont kase hue jab usne use dekha. Main shock mein tha, darr laga ki woh yeh karegi, yeh kaam itna ganda, uska muh uske gande gaand ke ched se aaye lund pe, mera dimag chakkar kha raha tha ki woh itni gehri gir gayi, uska samarpan itna poora.“Kyun tera lund saaf nahi hai, Mukesh?” 


Maa ne shikayat ki, uska lund dhyan se pakadte hue, oil aur paseene ke mess se bachte hue. “Ispe oil hai, paseena, meri gaand se ganda hai, ise muh mein daalna thik nahi.” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz naram, pyare shabdon ka istemal, “Meri pyari Rekha, yeh bas hum dono hai, humara pyar, iska swad le, yeh tu aur main saath mein, meri perfect randi, agar tu meri randi banna chahti hai, toh main maang karta hoon ki tu ise saaf kar.”



Usne uska sir pakda, dheere se dhakela, par usne chilla kar kaha, “Ruk!” Usne poocha, “Kyun, Rekha?” Usne jawab diya, “Mujhe tip saaf karna hai, yeh bahut messy hai, main ise aise muh mein nahi daal sakti.” Usne ek kapda liya, dhyan se pochha, mess se bachte hue, haath naram rakhe taki woh comfortable rahe, uski ghin saaf thi par use khush karne ki chahat zyada mazboot.


Maa ne uska lund choosna shuru kiya, hont dhyan se uske muh mein gaye, dheere hilte hue, uski gaand ka swad avoid karte hue, uski sambhal uski struggle dikhati thi ki woh yeh uske liye kar rahi thi. Mukesh ne uska sir pakda, aur gehra dhakela, Maa struggle karti hui, haath uski jaanghon pe, peeche hatna chahti thi par uski pakad ne roka.


“Teri gaand ka swad le, Rekha, tu gandi randi,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz sakht, use bure naam dete hue. “Tu meri randi hai, sab le le, dikha tu kitni buri patni hai aur dhokhebaaz.” Maa struggle karti rahi, jism tense, chehre pe ghin saaf, par woh peeche nahi hati, uska samarpan poora.


Maine socha Maa gandi thi, uska muh, jo kabhi Papa aur mujhe pyare shabd bolta tha, ab uske gande gaand ke ched se aaye lund ko choos raha tha, yeh kaam shock dene wala, uska dhokha poora, mera dil thrill aur ghin ke beech phansa. Usne choosa jab tak usne uske muh mein apna doodh chhod diya, Maa peeche hati, nigal gayi, chehra ghin dikhata hua par acceptance.


“Rekha, tune nigal liya, meri perfect randi,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz proud aur satisfied. Maa ne jawab diya, “Mujhe aise treat hona pasand hai, Mukesh, yeh mujhe itna achha aur naya mehsoos karata hai, bhale hi yeh itna ganda hai, yeh wahi hai jo tu chahta hai.” Usne poocha, “Teri gaand ka swad kaisa laga, Rekha?” Usne moan kiya, 


“Ganda, Mukesh, bahut ganda, par main teri hoon, main yeh tere liye karungi.”“Tune mujhe buri maa, buri patni bana diya,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz bhaavna se bhari. “Main wapas achhi nahi ban sakti, Mukesh, mere sab ched ab use ho chuke hain, main poori randi hoon, kyunki tune mujhse sab kuch le liya.” 


Main shock mein tha, uske shabd ek punch ki tarah lage, uska admission meri uski tasveer ko todta hua, maa jo meri rakhi baandhti thi, ab maan rahi thi ki woh randi hai, uska samarpan poora.Mukesh ne jawab diya, “Tune exam pass kar diya, Rekha, aise hi perfect, mera sab kuch.” Woh saath mein nahaaye, phir so gaye, jism ek doosre se lipte hue, bistar unke fluids se geela, chadar daagdaar aur chipchipi. “Mujhe apna muh dhone de,” Maa ne kaha aur dono bathroom mein gaye.



Main guest room wapas gaya, phir se masturbate kiya, maza zor ka, jism kaamp raha tha jab maine apna doodh chhoda, achha mehsoos hua, mera gunaah chala gaya, unka gunaah mujhe kha raha tha, mujhe zinda mehsoos karata hua. Raat ke 3 baje, main bathroom ke liye utha, unhe doosre round mein suna, Mukesh uski gaand chod raha tha, Maa ki awaaz shikayat karti hui, 


“Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, main thak gayi hoon, mujhe sone de, meri gaand aur nahi le sakti!”Main hairaan tha par itna bhi nahi kyunki mujhe pata tha yeh aadmi Maa ki gaand se satisfy nahi hua tha. Mujhe nahi pata tha ki Maa ki gaand uske liye itni meethi kyun thi ki woh doosra round bhi uski gaand chodne gaya.Usne jawab diya, 


“Tu meri randi hai, Rekha, main teri gaand se abhi khatam nahi hua, main isse barbaad karna chahta hoon, ise loose karna chahta hoon aur tight nahi!” Maa ne zor se cheekh maari, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, yeh dard karta hai, main bas sona chahti hoon!” 


Usne zid ki, “Main satisfy nahi hua, Rekha, teri gaand meri hai, main isse tab tak todunga jab tak yeh gaand ka ched na rahe!”Maa ne aur zor se cheekh maari, “Aaaahhh uuhhh!” 



Main muskuraya jab main bathroom ki taraf chala, jaanta hua ki Maa khatam ho chuki thi, uski gaand khatam, Mukesh ki gandi chahat ne hamesha ke liye badal di, uska jism poora uska, uska dhokha poora, yeh soch mujhe thrill de rahi thi jab unka gunaah mujhpe chha gaya, mera dil isse achha maan raha tha.

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Agli subah, Maa ne mujhe uthaya, uski awaaz naram par tani hui, “Raj, beta, uthne ka waqt hai.” Woh pehle se taiyaar thi, hari cotton saree neatly pehni hui, maathe pe sindoor chamakta hua, choodiyaan khanakti hui jab usne apna pallu adjust kiya, par woh alag lag rahi thi, khush nahi. 

Uski aankhein bhari, laal-rimmed, kal raat wala glow nahi jo maine dekha tha jab usne Mukesh ko chuma, chehra tight, hont patle se dabaye hue, jaise koi chhupa sharam leke chal rahi ho.Uski harkatein dheemi, sambhal ke, jaise har kadam dard de raha ho, aur mujhe pata tha yeh Mukesh ki brutal chudai ki wajah se tha, uski gaand ka ched stretch aur dardbhara, uska gunaah ab surface pe aa raha tha, use ek anjaan si banata hua, woh khush Maa nahi jo hill station trip pe bhajan gaati thi ya meri rakhi muskurate hue bandhti thi. 

Flat shant tha, subah ki roshni pardo se chhanti hui, kal raat ke biryani masala ki khushboo abhi bhi thi, uske tani hui demeanor ke saath clash karti hui. “Subah, Maa,” maine kaha, jamhaai lete hue, mattress pe baithkar, aankhein ragadte hue. “Tu thik hai? Tu thaki hui lag rahi hai.”

“Subah, beta,” Maa ne jawab diya, awaaz zabardasti, ek chhoti si muskaan dete hue jab woh bistar ke kinare baithi, thoda sa wince karti hui. “Main thik hoon, bas achhi neend nahi aayi. Humein jaldi jana hai, thik hai?” “Itni jaldi kyun?” maine poocha, apni purani Star Wars T-shirt pehente hue, uski jaldi se confused. “Kya Mukesh humare saath aa raha hai? Usne kaha tha main apni lightsaber moves se achha Jedi hoon.” 

“Nahi, Raj, woh abhi so raha hai, woh thaka hua hai,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz flat, dheere se khadi hoti hui, meri aankhon se bachti hui. “Chalo bas taiyaar ho jao aur chupke se nikalte hain.” “Usko bye bolne ke liye kyun nahi uthaya? Tumne kaha tha woh humara achha dost hai,” maine poocha, jooton ke lace bandhte hue, dimag tezi se chalta hua. “Woh tera dost hai, na? Woh jaanna chahega hum ja rahe hain.” 

“Humein use disturb karne ki zaroorat nahi, beta,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz vague, apna purse pakadte hue. “Woh thaka hua hai, aur humein ghar jana hai, bas.” “Par kyun, Maa?” maine dabaya, khada hokar, kuch galat lagne laga. “Kya uske saath kuch hua?” “Kuch nahi, Raj,” usne kaha, awaaz thodi tez, phir naram hoti hui. “Bas… chalo, thik hai? Baad mein baat karenge.” Uski vague jawab mujhe frustrate kar rahe the, par maine uska peechha kiya, uske chehre pe gunaah ki chhaya, uski usual warmth gayab, ek nervous edge se badal gayi jo mujhe curious bana rahi thi. Mujhe nahi pata tha unke beech kya hua aur Maa aise kyun behave kar rahi thi. 

Hum paas ke hotel tak chale, subah ka suraj garam, sadak vendors ke chillane aur rickshaw ke horn se zinda, dosa talne ki khushboo dhool ke saath milti hui.Jab hum chale, Maa ki moti gaand hili jab woh chalti thi, uski saree uske curves pe chipki hui, harkat captivating, aur mujhe yakeen nahi hua uski gaand kal raat itni buri tarah chodi gayi thi, Mukesh ka lund uske gaand ke ched ko stretch karta hua, use loose aur dardbhara chhodta hua jab woh maze mein moan karti thi. Woh sambhal ke chalti thi, har kadam jaan bujhkar, jaise har sway dard deta ho, choodiyaan dheere se khanakti hui, chehra discomfort se tight.




Hotel pe, ek chhota sa jagah plastic chairs aur creaky ceiling fan ke saath, hum breakfast ke liye baithe, par Maa ko baithne mein takleef ho rahi thi, jab woh kursi pe dheere se baithi, haath table ko pakadte hue, jism stiff. Mujhe pata tha kyun, kyunki uski gaand barbaad ho chuki thi, Mukesh ki kal raat ki relentless gaand chudai ne use baithne mein dard diya, uski cheekhein, “Aaaahhh uuhhh,” meri yaad mein taaza, mujhe andar se muskurata hua, uske gunaah ka thrill abhi bhi mazboot.“Maa, tu aise kyun baith rahi hai?” maine poocha, dosa kaatkar, coconut chutney ka teekha swad meri jeebh pe, use uncomfortably shift karte dekha. 

“Bas thoda dard hai, beta,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz strained, phir se wince karti hui jab usne adjust kiya. “Maine shayad galat soya, kuch kheench gaya hoga.” “Bura lagta hai, Maa,” maine kaha, use gaur se dekhte hue, uska chehra peela. “Tu sure hai bas galat sona hai?” “Haan, Raj,” usne kaha, zabardasti muskurati hui, meri aankhon se bachti hui. “Chinta mat kar, main thik ho jaungi, bas apna breakfast kha.” 

Uski vague jawab mujhe curious bana rahe the, par maine nahi dabaya, hotel ka shor—plates ki khankhana, baatein—shanti ko bhar raha tha. Maa guilty lag rahi thi, chehra sharam se bhari, aankhein idhar udhar jati hui jaise darr tha koi uske dil ke raaz dekh lega. Mujhe nahi pata tha itni achhi subah mein woh aise kyun behave kar rahi thi.Main samajh sakta tha woh kal raat ke baare mein soch rahi thi, Mukesh ka lund uske gaand ke ched mein, uske moans, uska samarpan, ab uspe ek bhari patthar ki tarah wazan daal raha tha, usse lag raha tha shayad usne galat kiya, maa ke role ka uski ban gayi randi se clash ho raha tha. 

Uska phone baar baar bajta raha, Mukesh ka naam screen pe flash karta hua, par woh har baar hang up karti thi, uski ungliyaan kaamp rahi thi, hont tight, ringing uske gunaah ki yaad dilata hua, uska jawab na dena uski achanak usse reject karne ko dikhata tha. Hotel ka fan charkhata raha, coffee aur idli ki khushboo bhari, par Maa ki tension isse kaat rahi thi, uska gunaah har nervous nazar mein saaf.“Maa, Mukesh itna kyun call kar raha hai?” maine poocha, mango juice peete hue, use phir hang up karte dekha, uska haath kaamp raha tha. “Yeh important nahi, beta,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz shaky, phone face-down rakhte hue. “Bas kuch baatein jo woh karna chahta hai, tujhe chinta karne ki zaroorat nahi.” “Par uska jawab kyun nahi deti? 

Subah bhi humne usse baat nahi ki, kya tujhe nahi lagta tujhe reply karna chahiye?” maine dabaya, confused, meri innocence mujhe curious bana rahi thi. “Kya woh tujhse naraaz hai ya kuch?” “Nahi, Raj, aisa nahi hai,” usne kaha, awaaz vague, aankhein uske untouched dosa pe. “Woh bas… zyada call kar raha hai, main baad mein dekh lungi.” “Usne kya kiya, Maa?” maine poocha, aage jhukte hue, uska discomfort mehsoos karta hua. “Kya usne tujhe gussa dilaya?” “Raj, bas kar itne sawal,” usne kaha, awaaz mazboot, phir naram. “Woh achha aadmi nahi hai, beta, par main abhi explain nahi kar sakti, thik hai? 

Bas chhod de.” “Woh achha kyun nahi hai, Maa?” maine poocha, na samajhte hue, mera dimag Mukesh ki muskaan ko yaad karta hua jab usne mujhe “achha Jedi” kaha tha. “Woh mere liye achha tha, usmein achanak kya galat ho gaya?” “Woh achha nahi hai, Raj,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz tez, phir naram. “Woh aise kaam karta hai jo logon ke saath thik nahi jate, jo galat hain, par tu abhi chhota hai samajhne ke liye, toh please, bas chhod de.”Mujhe samajh nahi aaya, par maine haan mein sir hilaya, uske shabd accept karte hue, bhale hi woh mujhe confuse kar rahe the. 

Mujhe Maa aur Mukesh ki chudai dekhna pasand aa raha tha kal raat, mujhe lag raha tha yeh galat nahi, uski gaand ka hilna, uske moans ka thrill, par ab yeh ajeeb laga—uski achanak nafrat uske saath meri excitement se clash kar rahi thi, mujhe sawal utha rahi thi ki maine isse kyun pasand kiya jab woh ab use nahi chahti thi. Kuch galat tha.Uska chehra regret dikhata tha, jism tense, jaise woh kal raat ko mita dena chahti thi, par mujhe nahi samajh aaya kya badal gaya, usne ab usse nafrat kyun ki jab usne uske liye itna zor se moan kiya tha, 

“Aaaahhh uuhhh.” Hum ghar pahunche, hamara chhota sa ghar jismein aangan mein aam ka ped tha, hawa jasmine aur dhool ki khushboo se bhari. Papa kaam pe the, unka scooter gaya hua tha, aur main soch raha tha Maa der se aane ka kya bahaana degi, uski saree crumpled, chehra gunaah se bhara.Ghar shant tha, living room mein purana sofa aur framed family photos ke saath khali laga bina Maa ke usual baaton ke, uski sewing basket untouched. Dopahar mein, main bahar khel raha tha, football kheench raha tha, suraj meri gardan pe garam, jab main andar aaya aur Maa ko living room mein nahi dekha jahan woh aam taur pe TV dekhti ya silai karti thi.

Curious, main hall mein chala, meri sneakers tile pe squeak karti hui, aur uske bedroom se dheemi siskiyon ki awaaz sunayi di, darwaza locked, awaaz dheemi par saaf. Meri curiosity jal uthi, dil tezi se dhadakta hua, sochta hua ki woh kyun ro rahi thi, Mukesh ne kya kiya ki woh aisi ho gayi, uski cheekhon ki yaad uske aansuon ke saath mil rahi thi, mujhe uneasy kar rahi thi, mera thrill confusion mein badal raha tha.Maine kaan darwaze pe lagaya, Maa ko phone pe sunayi diya, awaaz tooti hui, clearly Mukesh se baat kar rahi thi, par mujhe uski awaaz nahi sunayi di kyunki Maa usse phone pe baat kar rahi thi.

“Nahi, Mukesh, yeh khatam hai, main yeh aur nahi kar sakti,” Maa ne kaha, siskiyaan leti hui. “Mera parivaar mera sab kuch hai, Arun, Raj, woh meri zindagi hain, main aise unka bharosa nahi tod sakti.”“Tune mujhe bura insaan bana diya, Mukesh, ek buri maa,” woh royi, awaaz kacchi. “Agar Raj ya Arun ko pata chala, sab kuch barbaad ho jayega, woh mujhe kabhi pehle jaisa nahi dekhenge, main unhe hamesha ke liye kho doongi.” 

“Tune mere sab ched ek randi ki tarah use kiye, main randi nahi banna chahti, main maa aur patni hoon, Mukesh, mera jism badal gaya,” usne kaha, awaaz kaamp rahi thi.“Yeh galti thi, mujhe laga yeh achha lagta hai, par yeh galat hai, maine tujhe mujhe hadd se zyada dhakelne diya, mujhe isse rokna chahiye tha.” Phir woh chup rahi, uski baat sunti hui, phir jawab diya, “Mujhe nafrat thi kaise tune mujhe treat kiya, Mukesh, jaise main bas tere maze ke liye thi, main teri nahi hoon, main apne pati ki hoon, tera nahi,” usne kaha, awaaz chadhti hui. “Mujhe achhe sanskaar diye gaye the, apne pati ka sammaan karne, apne bete se pyar karne, ek respectable aurat hone ke, aise gande kaam karne ke nahi.”

“Main Raj ke liye best maa banna chahti hoon, Mukesh, mujhe chhod de, dobara call mat kar,” woh royi, awaaz desperate. “Mujhe sanskaaron ke saath bada kiya gaya tha, parivaar ko pehle rakha, pavitra rehna, aur maine sab kuch tujh ke liye phenk diya, main is sharam ke saath nahi jee sakti.” “Mera parivaar nahi toot sakta, Mukesh, main aisa nahi hone doongi,” usne kaha, awaaz aansuon ke bawajood mazboot.

“Ek shaadi-shuda aurat ko pata hota hai cheating galat hai jab uska dil tootne lagta hai, aur mera dil ab toot raha hai, jab main apne bete ka bharosa, apne pati ka pyar chhupta hua dekhti hoon, jab mujhe ehsaas hota hai maine khud ko kho diya.” “Main jhooth nahi bolungi, mujhe tujhse sex karna pasand tha aur maine enjoy kiya, par ab yeh khatam hai please, main apne purane tareeke mein apne parivaar ke saath wapas jana chahti hoon, tujhse nahi, tu mere liye ajnabi hai.”“Nahi, Mukesh, mujhe akela chhod de,” usne kaha, awaaz toot rahi thi. 

“Nahi, main khatam hoon, dobara call mat kar, main yeh nahi kar sakti.” Usne phone kaat diya, uski cheekhein aur tez ho gayi, darwaze ke aar se chubhti hui, mera seena tight kar rahi thi. Mujhe bura laga, dil bhari, samajh aaya woh apne gunaah ki wajah se ro rahi thi, Papa ke saath dhokha, uski sharam Mukesh se apne muh, chut aur meethi gaand chudwane ke liye, uska jism hamesha ke liye marked, uska pavitra maa ka role toot gaya.Ab mujhe samajh aaya ki us subah, jab usne mujhe jaldi se Mukesh ke flat se nikala, uska chehra tense, kadam tez, saree jaldi se daali hui, choodiyaan khanakti hui jab usne purse pakda, aankhein bedroom se bachti hui jahan usne “Aaaahhh uuhhh” moan kiya tha. 

Use der se ehsaas hua usne kya kiya, uski gaand loose, uski aatma dhokhe se bhari, der kyunki uska jism badal chuka tha, uska parivaar khatre mein.Yeh ajeeb tha—usne kal raat sex ko pasand kiya, uske moans tez, gaand hilti hui, par ab usne usse nafrat ki, uska achanak badlaav mujhe confuse kar raha tha, mera unki chudai ka thrill ab galat lag raha tha jab usne use reject kiya. Maine darwaza khatkhata, awaaz naram, “Maa, tu kyun ro rahi hai?” Meri curiosity jal rahi thi, mera dimag uski cheekhon ko replay karta hua, uske aansu ek mystery, mera dil uske gunaah ko pasand karne aur uske dard ko dekhne ke beech phansa hua.

Maa ne darwaza khola, chehra aansuon se geela, aankhein laal, saree crumpled, aur mujhe zor se gale lagaya, meri kandhe pe siskiyaan leti hui, jism kaamp raha tha. “Oh, Raj, beta,” woh royi, awaaz tooti hui. Usne mujhe living room mein le gayi, sofa pe baithayi, baithne mein takleef hui, uski gaand dard karti thi, aur main andar se muskuraya, jaanta hua yeh Mukesh ke lund ne uski gaand barbaad kar di thi. 

Woh aur zor se royi, “Main buri maa rahi, Raj, tujhpe chillayi, teri baat nahi suni, waisi nahi rahi jaisi honi chahiye, mujhe maaf kar.”“Thik hai, Maa,” maine kaha, uske haath pe thapki dete hue, awaaz naram. “Tu abhi bhi meri Maa hai, main tujhse pyar karta hoon.” Mujhe pata tha woh randi thi, uske ched Mukesh ne use kiye, uski gaand aur muh uske lund se marked, ek sach jo woh mita nahi sakti, meri aankhon mein uski pavitra tasveer toot gayi, uske aansu uske dhokhe ko chhupa nahi sakte the. 

“Papa ko mat batana main kisi ke saath thi, Raj,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz dheemi, aansu pochti hui. “Yeh important hai, beta, hamare parivaar ke khushi ke liye.”“Tu kiske saath thi, Maa? Mujhe samajh nahi aaya,” maine poocha, confused, meri innocence mujhe push karti hui. “Kya Mukesh ke saath?” “Kisi ke saath nahi, Raj,” usne kaha, awaaz vague, aankhein farsh pe. “Bas… Papa ko mat batana, thik hai? Ghar mein cheezein mushkil ho jayengi.” “Mukesh ne kya kiya, Maa?” maine dabaya, aage jhukte hue, uska dard mehsoos karta hua. “Tu itni udaas kyun hai?” “Raj, please,” usne kaha, awaaz tez, phir naram. 

“Woh achha aadmi nahi hai, par main abhi explain nahi kar sakti, bas mujhpe bharosa kar, Papa ko mat batana.” “Thik hai, Maa,” maine kaha, use gale lagate hue, awaaz naram. “Main nahi bataunga, mat ro.” Maine use tasalli di, par mujhe uska raaz pata tha, uske ched doosre mard ne chode, uske aansu isse nahi badal sakte, mera thrill uske gunaah se clash kar raha tha. Us sham, Papa ghar aaye, shirt kaam se crumpled, engine oil ki khushboo, chehra thaka hua par khush.“Rekha, kal raat tu der se kyun aayi?” usne poocha, apna bag rakhte hue, awaaz curious. “Main ruk gayi thi, Arun,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz kaamp rahi thi, aankhein aansuon se bhar rahi thi. 

“Kuch nahi, bas thodi der ho gayi, chinta mat kar.” “Kya baat hai, Rekha?” Papa ne poocha, uske bagal mein sofa pe baithte hue, haath uske kandhe pe. “Tu kyun ro rahi hai? Bata kya hua.”“Kuch nahi, Arun,” Maa ne kaha, siskiyaan leti hui, chehra pochti hui. “Main bas chahti hoon hamara parivaar mazboot rahe, main tujhe ya Raj ko kabhi dard nahi doongi.” “Dard dene ki baat kyun?” Papa ne poocha, confused, bhaun chipak gayi. “Rekha, kya ho raha hai? Tu mujhe dara rahi hai.” “Main hamare parivaar se pyar karti hoon, Arun,” Maa royi, awaaz toot rahi thi. “Main chahti hoon hum saath rahen, main tujhe kabhi dhokha nahi doongi, kasam se.” “Dhokha? Rekha, tu aisa kyun bol rahi hai?” Papa ne poocha, awaaz chinta se bhari, uske aansu pochta hua. “Kya baat hai jo tujhe aise behave karne pe majboor kar rahi hai?”“Main thik hoon, Arun,” usne kaha, awaaz vague, aansu girte hue. “Main bas… tujhse pyar karti hoon, main chahti hoon hum khush rahen, bas.” Agar Papa ko pata hota Maa ne kya kiya—uski gaand Mukesh ne chodi, uske moans, uska muh uske gande lund pe—woh use gale nahi lagata, uski cheekhon ko nahi sunta, use dhakka deta, dil uske dhokhe se toot jata, bharosa chhinn-bhinn. 

Papa dil ka saaf, mehnati tha, yakeen karta tha Maa uski pyari patni hai, par woh ek pretender thi, pavitra jaisi ro rahi thi jabki apne randi kaam chhupa rahi thi, uska jism doosre mard se marked, uske aansu uske raaz ko chhupane ka mask.“Bata, Rekha,” Papa ne dabaya, awaaz naram par mazboot. “Kya baat hai, tu aisi kyun hai?” “Kuch nahi, Arun,” Maa ne kaha, dodge karti hui, awaaz kamzor. “Main chahti hoon hum romantic date pe jayein, tu, main, Raj, jaise hamara hill station trip, yaad hai?” “Date?” Papa ne poocha, hairaan, aankhein badi. “Tu ro rahi hai aur date ki baat kar rahi hai, Rekha, kya ho raha hai?”

“Bata mujhe tu mujhse pyar karta hai, Arun,” Maa ne kaha, aur zor se roti hui, uska haath pakadte hue. “Mujhe sunna hai, please.” “Main tujhse pyar karta hoon, Rekha,” Papa ne kaha, awaaz confused par naram. “Par tu itni ajeeb kyun behave kar rahi hai?” “Main bhi tujhse pyar karti hoon, Arun,” Maa ne kaha, aansu behte hue. “Main tujhe kabhi dhokha nahi doongi, tu mera sab kuch hai, hamara parivaar meri zindagi hai.” Main andar se hasa, uske yeh kehte hue ki woh kabhi dhokha nahi degi, jaanta hua uske ched Mukesh ne use kiye, uski gaand loose, uska muh ganda, uske shabd jhooth. 

Papa confused the, chehra chinta dikhata hua, soch raha tha woh itni emotional kyun thi, uska bharosa uske gunaah ke liye andha. Us raat, Maa Papa ke saath sex chahti thi, awaaz naram jab usne use bedroom mein khincha, darwaza aadha khula. Main chhupkar hall mein dekha, par unka sex dull tha, dheemi harkatein, Maa ke “Aaaahhh uuhhh” jaise moans nahi jo Mukesh ke saath the.

Mera lund sakht nahi hua, dil tezi se nahi dhadka, yeh kaam Mukesh ke gaand chudai, uske jism ke wild hilne ke muqable mein boring tha. Main chahta tha woh Mukesh ke saath wapas jaye, randi ki tarah chudi jaye, uski gaand hilti hui, cheekhein tez, Papa ke naram chhuan se thrill khatam. Mujhe laga main bura ban raha hoon, gande kaam ki chahat, chahta tha Maa phir se Mukesh ki randi bane, mera dimag twisted, innocence khatam hoti hui.Baad mein, Papa ne doggystyle maanga, woh chahta tha Maa jhukkar chude, awaaz utsaah se bhari, “Rekha, chalo aise karte hain, bahut din ho gaye jab maine teri chut chodi jab tu jhuki hui thi, mujhe apni patni ki badi gaand is position mein dekhna pasand hai.” 

Maa tense ho gayi, chehra peela, “Nahi, Arun, main thak gayi hoon, main ab jhuk nahi sakti.” Woh jhagde, Papa ki awaaz chadhi, “Kyun nahi, Rekha? Bas hum dono hain, kya problem hai?”Maa ne jhatka diya, “Maine kaha nahi, Arun, main nahi kar sakti, main thak gayi hoon, bas mujhe upar aakar chod, main doggystyle mein nahi jhuk sakti.” Mujhe pata tha kyun—use darr tha Papa uski loose gaand dekh lega agar woh doggystyle mein jhuki, uski gaand Mukesh ne stretch ki thi, uske dhokhe ka saboot us position mein saaf, uska jism uske raaz ko betray karta hua.Agar woh doggystyle mein jhuk jati, uski gaand ka ched khula hota kyunki woh loose thi, toh Papa sochta ki uski gaand itni loose kyun hai jabki usne kabhi uski gaand nahi chodi.Papa ne aah bhari, “Mujhe maaf kar, Rekha, main tujhe push nahi karna chahiye tha.” Usne use peeth pe letakar choda, kaam tez, das minute se bhi kam, koi passion nahi, bas chupke se grunts, phir woh so gaye, bistar mushkil se charkhata hua, kamra andhera, hawa Maa ke chhupe gunaah se bhari.

[hotboy007]

Faadu aur fataka update. Very much like and exciting writing. Hats off.

[The Mummy]

Absolutely superbly written and seductively narrated story! Hats off!