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मेरा आपसे एक अनुरोध है कि कृपया अंतरधार्मिक विषय पर आधारित एक और वयस्क कहानी शुरू करें जिसमें एक निम्न-वर्गीय, विपरीत लिंग का कट्टर स्थानीय अपराधी, जिसका कम से कम 10 इंच लंबा और 4 इंच मोटा एक विशालकाय, बिना कटे काले लिंग वाला, एक अत्यंत रूढ़िवादी और धनी परिवार की अत्यंत पाकीज़ा, मजाबी और पक्की वफ़ादार महिला को धीरे-धीरे और लगातार रिझाता है। आप इस कहानी को इस चल रही कहानी को पूरा करने के बाद या इस रोमांचक कहानी के साथ ही शुरू कर सकते हैं।

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मेरा आपसे एक अनुरोध है कि कृपया अंतरधार्मिक विषय पर आधारित एक और वयस्क कहानी शुरू करें जिसमें एक निम्न-वर्गीय, विपरीत लिंग का कट्टर स्थानीय अपराधी, जिसका कम से कम 10 इंच लंबा और 4 इंच मोटा एक विशालकाय, बिना कटे काले लिंग वाला, एक अत्यंत रूढ़िवादी और धनी परिवार की अत्यंत पाकीज़ा, मजाबी और पक्की वफ़ादार महिला को धीरे-धीरे और लगातार रिझाता है। आप इस कहानी को इस चल रही कहानी को पूरा करने के बाद या इस रोमांचक कहानी के साथ ही शुरू कर सकते हैं।

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[Mahendra_]

Maa ke Mukesh ke samne poore samarpan ka thrill mujhmein daud gaya jab main muskuraya, bathroom ki taraf chalta hua, jaanta hua ki uski gaand khatam ho chuki thi, uski gandi chahat ne hamesha ke liye badal di, uska jism uske relentless lund se reshaped, uska dhokha poora, yeh soch mujhe excite kar rahi thi jab unka gunaah mujhpe chha gaya, mera dil isse achha maan raha tha, mera dimag gande khayalon se bhar gaya.


Uska jism badal gaya tha—uske boobs bade ho gaye, blouse ke khilaaf strain karte hue, uski gaand aur moti ho gayi, saree ke neeche jhoolti hui, Mukesh ki relentless chudai ka nateeja, uska lund uske curves ko shape karta hua, uske ched uske liye stretch kiye gaye.

   




Main gussa tha, mera seena do hafte se tight, use Mukesh se chudte na dekhne ki wajah se, uski hilti gaand aur tez moans ka thrill chala gaya, meri raatein us raaz ke bina dull jo mujhe pasand tha. Maa ne apna affair Papa se chhupaya, dinner pe zabardasti muskaan, awaaz naram jab woh Papa se unke kaam ke baare mein poochti thi, aankhein jhuk jati jab woh zyada der dekhte, uski loose gaand aur gande muh ka gunaah uske pavitra act ke neeche dabaya hua, ghar uske raaz ke wazan se shant, aangan se jasmine ki khushboo uski chhupi sharam se clash karti hui.


Ek raat Papa kaam ke liye bahar gaye aur do din ke liye nahi the. Ghar shant tha siwaye ticking clock aur door kisi kutte ke bhonkne ke. Main so raha tha par Maa ki cheekhein aur moans uske bedroom se sunayi di aur main jag gaya. Uski awaaz tez thi aur woh chillayi, “Ooh haan Mukesh mujhe chod!” hall ke aar paar. Usne uske shabd moan kiye jaise “Aaaahhh uuhhh Mukesh aur zor se!” aur “Tera lund itna bada hai meri gaand bhar de!”

Uski awaaz chahat se bhari thi aur waisi hi thi jaise Mukesh ke flat wali raat. Mera dil tezi se dhadka aur main sochne laga kaise woh uske liye cheekh sakti thi jab usne use block kiya tha aur nafrat ki thi. Main utha aur mere nange pair tile pe thande lage. Main uske kamre tak chala aur dekha usne darwaza poora band nahi kiya tha. 

Wooden frame thoda khula tha aur nightlight ki roshni bahar nikal rahi thi.Main andar gaya aur meri aankhein dheemi roshni ke aadi hui. Maine Maa ko uske bistar pe dekha, safed satin dress mein. Kapda patla tha aur uske curves pe chipka hua. Uske boobs bahar nikle hue the aur uski moti gaand dikh rahi thi jab woh peeth ke bal leti thi. Woh gehri neend mein thi aur shayad sapna dekh rahi thi, uske haath uski jaanghon ko pakde hue the aur boobs ko dabaye hue.

Uski ungliyaan uski khaal mein dab rahi thi aur uska jism hil raha tha jab woh Mukesh ka naam moan karti thi. Usne kaha, “Ooh haan Mukesh meri gaand chod!” aur “Aaaahhh uuhhh Mukesh aur gehra!” Iska matlab tha woh uska sapna dekh rahi thi aur uska dimag uske lund ko uski gaand mein ya uske rough haathon ko uske jism pe nahi chhod sakta tha. Woh yaad kar rahi thi kaise usne uski gaand chodi. Jo maza usne diya woh Papa nahi de sakte the.

Uska dimag ganda kaam chahta tha aur uska jism uske lund se marked tha. Uska pavitra act neend mein toot gaya aur andar ki randi dikhi. Uske moans ka matlab tha woh uska control aur gandi chahat miss karti thi. Main muskuraya aur khush hua kyunki mera dil excitement se dhadka. Maa Mukesh se nahi bhaag sakti thi aur uska jism aur dimag abhi bhi Mukesh ke the.Woh ganda kaam jo mujhe pasand tha uske sapnon mein zinda tha. 

Usne neend mein apni chut ragdi aur uska haath uski panty ke andar tha. Uski ungliyaan tezi se hili aur uske moans tez the kyunki uska jism Mukesh ka lund chahta tha. Uski gaand aur chut usse accept karne ke liye trained thi aur maza itna mazboot tha ki bhool nahi sakti thi.Iska matlab tha woh fasi hui thi aur uska gunaah uski chahat se lad raha tha. Uska jism uske achhe iraadon ko dhokha de raha tha aur uske sapne use wapas us flat mein kheench rahe the jahan woh “Aaaahhh uuhhh” cheekhi thi. Main aur paas gaya aur mera dil zor se dhadka. 

Maine uske baazu pakde use jagane ke liye aur dheere se kaha, “Maa uth, tu thik hai?”Woh hili aur uski aankhein dheere se khuli. Woh confused lag rahi thi jaise kisi ne use gehre sapne se kheench liya ho. Uska chehra laal tha aur saans bhari. Usne dekha uska satin dress uski kamar tak utha hua tha aur uske haath uski panty ke andar the. Uski ungliyaan uski chut ragadne se geeli thi aur yeh dikhata tha uska sapna kitna mazboot tha.Uska jism Mukesh ke liye uski chahat ko act out kar raha tha. Usne jaldi se apna dress neeche kheench liya aur haath panty se baahar nikala. 


Uska chehra sharam se laal ho gaya aur usne chhupane ki koshish ki jo usne kiya. Woh darr gayi ki maine zyada dekh liya aur uska achha act dhal raha tha jab woh baith gayi. Uski choodiyaan nervously khanak gayi. “Raj beta tu yahan kya kar raha hai?”Maa ne poocha aur uski awaaz kaamp rahi thi. Usne apna dress smooth kiya aur uski aankhein badi thi. “Maine tujhe cheekhte suna Maa,” maine kaha aur bistar ke paas khada raha. Main masoom tha par curious. “Tu thik hai? Tu Mukesh ka naam le rahi thi.” “Kya?” Maa ne kaha aur uski awaaz tez thi par phir naram ho gayi. 

Uska chehra peela ho gaya. “Bas ek sapna tha Raj, kuch real nahi.”“Tu ‘Mukesh mujhe chod’ kyun bol rahi thi?” maine poocha aur sir jhukaya. Mujhe nahi pata tha yeh shabd ka matlab kya hai par maine pretend kiya. “Kya tu use miss karti hai?” “Nahi beta main use miss nahi karti,” usne jaldi kaha aur aankhein doosri taraf kar li. “Bas ek bura sapna tha, chinta mat kar.” “Tu kaisa sapna dekh rahi thi Maa?” maine poocha aur bistar ke kinare baith gaya. “Tune uska naam bahut baar liya jaise ‘ooh haan Mukesh aur zor se.’”“Raj!” Maa ne kaha aur shock mein thi. Usne apna muh haath se dhak liya. “Kya maine sach mein yeh kaha? Bata maine aur kya kaha.” 


“Tune kaha ‘Mukesh mujhe chod’ aur ‘meri gaand bhar de,’” maine masoomiyat se kaha aur confused tha. “Chodna aur gaand kya hota hai Maa?” “Yeh bura shabd hai Raj,” usne vaguely kaha aur nazar hata li. “Ise mat bol, thik hai? Bas bata maine aur kya kaha.”“Tune kaha ‘tera lund itna bada hai Mukesh,’” maine kaha aur awaaz naram thi. “Tu uske baare mein kyun sapna dekh rahi thi?” “Raj ruk,” usne kaha aur mera muh dheere se pakda. Uska haath kaamp raha tha. “Yeh shabd mat bol beta, yeh achhe nahi aur kisi ko mat batana, khaas kar Papa ko. Ghar mein cheezein kharab ho jayengi.”“Kyun Maa?” maine poocha aur peeche hata. Main confused tha. 

“Papa ko kyun nahi bata sakta tu Mukesh ke baare mein sapna dekh rahi thi?” “Kyunki yeh bas ek sapna tha Raj,” usne kaha aur awaaz mazboot par kaamp rahi thi. “Iska koi matlab nahi aur Papa ko jaanne ki zaroorat nahi. Woh bekaar mein udaas ho jayenge.” “Par tu Mukesh ka naam kyun le rahi thi?”maine phir poocha aur masoomiyat se dabaya. “Kya tu use dobara dekhna chahti hai?” “Nahi Raj main nahi chahti,” usne kaha aur awaaz tez par phir naram. “Yeh ek galti thi beta, bas ek sapna. Main use apni zindagi mein nahi chahti.” “Shayad tujhe use dekhna chahiye Maa,” maine kaha aur awaaz naram thi. “Woh mere liye achha tha aur mujhe meri lightsaber moves ke liye achha Jedi kaha.”“Nahi Raj aisa nahi hoga,” usne kaha aur sir hila diya. 

“Woh achha insaan nahi hai beta, is baare mein baat nahi karte.” Maine uska phone bistar pe dekha aur screen abhi bhi on thi. Ispe ek paused video thi jismein ek aurat ki gaand chodi ja rahi thi. Meri Maa porn dekh rahi thi. Tasveer saaf thi aur aurat ka chehra maze mein twisted tha.Porn mein dikhaya ki aurat ka gaand ka ched chauda stretch hua tha. Maa ne mujhe dekhte dekha aur jaldi phone pakad liya. Usne ise takiye ke neeche chhupa diya aur uska chehra laal ho gaya. 

Woh darr gayi ki maine uska raaz dekh liya aur uska gunaah saaf tha jab usne achha banne ki koshish ki.“Maine aur kya kaha Raj?” usne poocha aur awaaz dheemi aur nervous. “Tune kaha ‘aur gehra Mukesh,’” maine masoomiyat se kaha. “Aur ‘mujhe de.’ Tu woh video kyun dekh rahi thi Maa?”“Kuch nahi beta,” usne jaldi kaha aur meri aankhon se bachi. “Yeh adult cheez hai, tujhe iski chinta nahi karni. Bas wapas so ja.” “Papa ko mat batana, thik hai?” usne kaha aur awaaz maangne wali thi. “Yeh important hai Raj, hamare parivaar ke khushi ke liye.” 


“Thik hai Maa,” maine kaha aur haan mein sir hilaya jab main khada hua. “Main nahi bataunga.” Main muskuraya jab apne bedroom ki taraf wapas chala aur mera dil halka laga.Mujhe pata tha Maa Mukesh ko bhool nahi sakti aur uske sapne uske lund se bhare the. Uska jism uski chudai chahta tha aur uska achha act jhooth tha. Papa use Mukesh bhulwa nahi sakte kyunki Papa ka naram sex boring tha aur Mukesh ke rough pounding se match nahi kar sakta tha. 


Uski gaand stretch ho chuki thi aur uske moans tez the aur uska jism Mukesh ko chahne ke liye trained tha kyunki sirf Mukesh uske ched sambhaal sakta tha.Main khush tha ki Maa Papa ke saath wapas thi aur khana banati aur muskurati thi. Par mujhe Mukesh ka usse chodna miss hota tha aur uski hilti gaand aur tez cheekhon ka thrill. Ganda kaam meri chahat tha aur mera dimag unke gunaah se twisted ho gaya tha aur meri masoomiyat khatam ho rahi thi. 


Agli subah Maa nahaa rahi thi aur bathroom ka darwaza thoda khula tha.Pani ke behne ki awaaz dheemi moans ke saath mili thi par usne Mukesh ka naam nahi liya. Usne chupke se “aaahhh” awaazein nikali aur awaaz dheemi aur secret thi. Woh subah moan karti thi na ki raat ko kyunki din uske gunaah ko chhupata tha. Uski chahat tab nikli jab usne socha koi nahi sun raha aur woh khana banane aur kaam mein busy thi.Main dheere se paas gaya aur mera dil tezi se dhadka. Maine darwaze ki daraar se jhaanka aur steam bhari thi aur soap ki khushboo thi. Uski peeth meri taraf thi aur uski badi gaand shower ke neeche chamak rahi thi. Curves perfect the aur thoda hile jab woh hili. Maine socha Mukesh kitna lucky tha uski badi gaand chodne ke liye aur uska lund uski loose gaand mein dhasa hua tha. 

Uski cheekhein uske flat mein bhari thi. Woh masturbate kar rahi thi aur uski ungliyaan uski gaand mein thi.


  


Usne soap ka istemal kiya unhe andar slide karne ke liye aur uske moans naram the jaise “Ooh itna achha aur gehra” aur “Haan mujhe bhar de.” Uski awaaz chahat se bhari thi aur uska jism Mukesh ke diya stretch crave karta tha. Main shock mein tha aur meri aankhein badi thi. Uski fingering dikhati thi woh uske lund ko uski gaand mein miss karti thi aur uska jism us mehsoos ke addict tha.


Soap uske slick lund jaisa tha aur uske moans ka matlab tha woh usse bhaag nahi sakti. Mera lund bada ho gaya aur throb kiya jab maine uski moti gaand aur ungliyaan dekhi. Yeh nazara mujhe pagal kar gaya aur main chahta tha Mukesh ab use chode taaki woh pehle jaisa cheekhe. Unke gunaah ka thrill mujhpe chha gaya aur main chahta tha use phir se uski randi ke roop mein dekhoon.“Maa tu andar thik hai?” maine bulaya aur awaaz naram aur curious thi. Main sunna chahta tha woh kya kahegi. “Main thik hoon Raj,” usne kaha aur awaaz tez aur chalaak thi. 

  

Pani behta raha. “Bas naha rahi hoon aur jaldi bahar aaungi breakfast banane.” “Sure hai Maa?” maine kaha aur masoom laga. “Tu alag sound kar rahi hai jaise tu thik nahi hai.”“Kuch nahi beta,” usne kaha aur awaaz shant par thodi strained. “Bas pani ka shor hai. Kitchen mein ja wait kar, main jaldi aaungi.” Mujhe pata tha woh Mukesh ko bhool nahi sakti aur uska jism uske lund se marked tha. Uski gaand loose thi aur uske sapne aur ungliyaan dikhati thi uska achha act nakli tha. Mukesh ne use bhoolna na-mumkin kar diya aur uski rough chudai aur gandi chahat ne uske jism aur dimag ko shape kiya.Uski ched Mukesh ko chahne ke liye trained the chahe woh Papa ke saath kitna bhi roye. 


Ek din main college se ghar aaya aur mera backpack bhari tha. Suraj garam tha aur peeche ek car ne horn bajaya. Ek aadmi ne bulaya, “Raj mera achha Jedi!” Main palta aur mera dil uchal gaya. Yeh Mukesh tha aur uski muskaan chaudi thi. 


Woh ek dhool bhari kaali car se jhuka aur uski aankhein chamak rahi thi.Woh wahi aadmi tha jisne meri lightsaber moves ki taareef ki thi. Main khush tha aur meri muskaan badi thi. Uski wapsi ka thrill mujhmein daud gaya aur mujhe pata tha woh woh ganda kaam laa sakta tha jo mujhe pasand tha. Maa ki gaand hilti aur uski cheekhein tez hoti aur woh gunaah jo main chahta tha phir se zinda ho jata

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[Lalu Mastan]

Chamatkar aur ekdum kamaal ka update

[Ayush01111]

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[Juggernaut]

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[Mohini Gupta]

क्या ही शानदार और रोमांचक कहानी है! आपकी रचनाएँ वाकई बहुत ही जोशीली और रोमांचक हैं!

[Kacchi Kali]

मेरा आपसे एक अनुरोध है कि कृपया अंतरधार्मिक विषय पर आधारित एक और वयस्क कहानी शुरू करें जिसमें एक निम्न-वर्गीय, विपरीत लिंग का कट्टर स्थानीय अपराधी, जिसका कम से कम 10 इंच लंबा और 4 इंच मोटा एक विशालकाय, बिना कटे काले लिंग वाला, एक अत्यंत रूढ़िवादी और धनी परिवार की अत्यंत पाकीज़ा, मजाबी और पक्की वफ़ादार महिला को धीरे-धीरे और लगातार रिझाता है। आप इस कहानी को इस चल रही कहानी को पूरा करने के बाद या इस रोमांचक कहानी के साथ ही शुरू कर सकते हैं।

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[Mahendra_]

Mukesh ke wapas aane ka josh mujhme tufaan ki tarah utha, meri muskaan chaudi thi jab main dhool bhari sadak par khada tha, suraj meri gardan ko jala raha tha, hawa mein taley hue pakoron ki khushboo aur rickshaw ke diesel ka dhuaan bhara tha, jo horn bajate hue nikal rahe the. 

Mukesh ki dhool bhari kaali gaadi sadak ke kinare ruk gayi, uski chaudi muskaan khuli khidki se chamki, uski aankhein usi bhookh se chamak rahi thi jo maine us raat uske flat mein dekhi thi jab usne Mom ki gaand chodi, uske mote gaalon ka hilna, uske "Aaaahhh uuhhh" ke cheekhein mere dimaag mein goonj rahi thi. Sadak par dukaandaaron ke chillane aur raahgiron ki baaton ka shor tha, par mera dil us gande paap ke liye dhadak raha tha jo mujhe chahiye tha—Mom ki gaand Mukesh ke lund ke neeche hilti hui, uski cheekhein zor se, woh ganda kaam jo mere jawaan dimaag ko kuchh andhera, kuchh rok na sake aisa bana diya.

"Hey, Raj, mera acha Jedi!" Mukesh ne pukara, mujhe haath se bulaya, uski awaaz garam thi par usme ek chhupi hui chalaaki thi, jaise woh mere raaz ko jaanta ho. "Bahut time ho gaya, chhote yodha. Mera pasandeeda lightsaber fighter kaisa hai?" "Mukesh!" main chillaya, gaadi ki taraf daudta hua, mera backpack kandhon par uchal raha tha, mera dil josh se dhadak raha tha. "Main tumhe dekhkar itna khush hoon! Tumhe bahut yaad kiya. Itne din kahan gaye?"

"Kaam mein ulajh gaya tha, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz naram par sochi samjhi, gaadi ka darwaza mere liye kholta hua. "Par main apne Jedi partner ke baare mein sochta raha. Chal, andar baith, mere ghar chalte hain, thodi baat karenge. Koi nayi lightsaber chal dikhaani hai?" "Main practice karta raha hoon," maine kaha, agle seat par chadhta hua, meri awaaz joshili par sharmili, garam leather meri jaanghon se chipak rahi thi, gaadi mein purane cigarette, chandan, aur Mukesh ke musky cologne ki boo aayi. 

"Maine ek naya spin banaya lightsaber ke saath. Umeed hai tumhe pasand hoga." "Yahi sunna chahiye, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, uski muskaan garam, uska haath mere baalon ko sehlata hua, jaise main uska apna beta hoon, uska sparsh mazboot par meherbaan, mujhe khaas lagne laga. "Chal, is garmi se nikalte hain aur thodi masti karte hain, jaise purane dinon mein." "Thik hai, Mukesh," maine kaha, seatbelt lagate hue, mera dil ummeed se dhadak raha tha jab engine gurraya. Gaadi chali, afra-tafri bhari sadakon se hote hue, dukaandaar taza aamon ke liye chillaye, rickshaw tezi se nikal rahe the, hawa dhool aur masalaon se bhari thi. Mukesh ek haath se gaadi chalaya, doosra haath mere kandhe par, uski ungliyan mazboot, jaise woh mujhe apni duniya mein le ja raha ho.

 "Tu bada ho raha hai, Raj," usne kaha, mujhe gaurav bhari nazar se dekhte hue. "Mazboot bhi, shart laga sakta hoon. Sith se ladne ko tayyar?" "Shayad," maine kaha, meri awaaz naram, meri chhati uske dhyan se phool rahi thi. "Main bahut practice kiya hai. Main ek mahaan Jedi banna chahta hoon, jaise tumne kaha tha main ban sakta hoon."Uski hansi gaadi mein goonj gayi, gehri aur protsahit karne wali, mujhe laga jaise main khaas hoon, Dad ke thake hue aankhon aur boring naukri ke ulat. "Wahi josh hai, bacche. Aaj hum achha time bitayenge," usne kaha, uski awaaz ek baap jaisi, mujhe apne paas kheenchti hui, mujhe laga jaise main yahan ka hoon.

Hum uske flat pahunch gaye, wahi chhota sa ghar jismein cream rang ki deewarein ukhad rahi thi aur phoolon wale parde fike pad gaye the, hawa mein jeera aur dhaniya ki khushboo thi jo usne pehle khana banaya tha. Ek peetal ka diya kone mein halki roshni de raha tha, sofa rang-birange cushions se dhansa hua tha, jo purane par swagatkarthe the. Mukesh ne mujhe ek thanda aam ka juice diya ek kharoch wale glass mein, uska meetha swad meri jeebh par tez tha jab hum sofa par baithe, cushions humare neeche dab gaye. Woh ek baap ki tarah muskura raha tha, uski aankhein garam, mujhe surakshit lagne laga, jaise yeh mera asli ghar ho.  

"Chal, dikha apne lightsaber skills, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, kone se ek lakdi ka danda uthakar mujhe fek diya, uski muskaan chaudi aur khel-khel mein. "Dikha ek Jedi kaise dark side se ladta hai. Galaxy ko bachane ko tayyar hai?" "Main tayyar hoon," maine kaha, danda dono haathon se pakadte hue, mera dil josh se dhadak raha tha jab maine usse lightsaber ki tarah hilaya, Star Wars jaisi whooshing awaaz nikalte hue. Main kamre mein ghooma, ek imaginary Sith lord se ladte hue, ek imaginary laser blast ke upar se koodte hue, mere sneakers tile floor par chik-chik kiye. 

Dhoop khidki se aayi, floor chamak raha tha, parde hawa mein halke se hil rahe the, masalaon ki halki si khushboo le aaye. Mukesh ne tali bajayi aur halla kiya, uski awaaz gaurav se bharpoor, jaise main uska beta hoon jo perfect move dikha raha ho."Tu kamaal hai, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, sofa par wapas baithte hue, uski muskaan chaudi par aankhein soch mein doobi, jaise woh kuch gehra soch raha ho. "Sabse acha Jedi jo maine dekha hai. Yeh moves sachmein khaas hain." Woh aage jhuka, uski awaaz naram, dheere se naye topic mein gaya. "Tu jaanta hai, aise khelna mujhe achhe pal yaad dilata hai, Raj. Tere aur teri mom ke saath waqt. Woh kaisi hai? Bahut time se nahi dekha, soch raha hoon woh kaisi hai."Main danda rakh diya, uske paas baith gaya, mere haath meri god mein chhote-chhote harkat kar rahe the, sharmahat aur josh ka mishran ubal raha tha. 

Main chahta tha Mukesh Mom ko phir khush kare, woh cheekhein aur hilti hui gaand jo main bhool nahi saka. "Woh thik hai, shayad," maine kaha, meri awaaz dheemi, uski taraf dekhte hue. "Woh ghar par Dad ke saath hoti hai, par kabhi-kabhi udaas lagti hai. Woh pehle jaisi nahi muskurati.""Udaas?" Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz naram, aankhein sikud gayi jaise woh puzzle jod raha ho. "Yeh sunna dukh deta hai, bacche. Teri mom itni kamaal aurat hai, zindagi se bhari hui. Usne kabhi mera zikr kiya, shayad bataya kyun udaas hai? Mujhe uske saath waqt bitana yaad aata hai." "Woh tumhare baare mein zyada nahi bolti," maine kaha, apne haathon ko dekhte hue, mera dil tezi se dhadka jab maine jhooth bola taaki usse uski taraf dhakel sakoon. "Par mujhe lagta hai woh tumhe yaad karti hai. Ek raat, woh sapna dekh rahi thi aur tumhara naam zor se le rahi thi, jaise kuchh… josh mein thi."Mukesh ki aankhein chaudi ho gayi, ek chingaari uske chehre par chamki jab woh paas aaya. "Sapna dekh rahi thi aur mera naam le rahi thi? Yeh dilchasp hai, Raj. Usne kya kaha? Woh sapne mein khush thi ya kya?" 

"Woh zor se thi, jaise kuchh gehra mehsoos kar rahi ho," maine kaha, meri awaaz kapkapayi, mera dimaag uski cheekhein yaad kar raha tha, "Ooh Mukesh, meri gaand chod!" us raat ki. "Usne kaha ‘Mukesh, tu itna acha hai’ aur ‘aur karo.’ Mujhe jagaya, itni zor se thi." "Yeh dilchasp hai, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz dheemi aur joshili, paas aate hue, uski muskaan chalaak par sambhali hui. "Woh bed par hili thi, shayad muskurayi thi? Us sapne ke baare mein aur bata, Raj.""Woh bed par palat rahi thi, uske haath uski dress par," maine kaha, sar hilaate hue, mere gaal garam hote hue jab maine uske haathon ko uski panty mein dekha, uski chut ragadte hue. "Woh aise kyun sapna dekh rahi thi, Mukesh?" "Raj, mere ladke," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz naram par maqsad se bhari, uski aankhein meri aankhon se judi hui jaise ek guru shishya ko samjha raha ho. 

"Teri mom aur main bahut kareeb the. Woh mere liye khaas hai, aur humne pal bitaye jo usse zinda mehsoos karaye. Tu kya sochta hai, kya woh sirf tere dad se khush hai, ya usse mere jaisa koi chahiye apni chamak wapas laane ke liye? "Main nigla, confused dikhne ka natak kiya taaki Mom ka raaz chhupa saku, mera dil uske shabdon ke josh se dhadak raha tha. "Mujhe nahi pata," maine kaha, meri awaaz kapkapayi. "Woh Dad se shaadi shuda hai, toh usse uske saath rehna chahiye, na? Kya yeh galat nahi hai uske itna kareeb hona?" "Yeh galat nahi hai, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz shant par mazboot, jaise woh ek sach khol raha ho. "Kabhi-kabhi teri mom jaisi aurat ko ek se zyada mard chahiye poora mehsoos karne ke liye. Tera dad acha hai, par teri mom aur mere beech kuchh khaas tha, kuchh jo usse cheekhne diya, usse khush kiya. Main phir uska dost banna chahta hoon, par usne mera phone block kar diya. Tujhe pata hai usne aisa kyun kiya?"

"Usne kaha woh Dad ke saath rehna chahti hai," maine kaha, zameen ki taraf dekhte hue, mera dimaag uski gaand ke uske lund se chhoti hui tasveer par chala gaya. "Usne mujhe kaha woh family par focus karna chahti hai, ab tumse baat nahi karegi. Usne tumhe kyun block kiya, Mukesh?" Mukesh ne aah bhari, sofa par peeche jhukte hue, uska chehra udaasi aur chahat ka mishran, uski aankhein door tak gayi. "Woh achhi mom aur patni banna chahti hai, main samajhta hoon. Woh tujhe aur tere dad se pyar karti hai, par dil ke andar, usse kuchh chahiye jo sirf main de sakta hoon. Humne maza kiya, Raj, asli maza jo usse zinda mehsoos karaya. Tu kabhi usse alag dekha, jaise woh kuchh chhupa rahi ho?" "Woh thik hai, par pehle jaisi nahi," maine kaha, uski udaas aankhein dinner ke waqt yaad aayi, uski zabardasti ki muskaan uske loose gaand ke gunah ko chhupati hui. 

"Woh khana banati hai aur kaam karti hai, par zyadatar chup rehti hai. Woh tumhari dost kyun nahi banna chahti?" "Yeh uljhan bhara hai, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz dheemi, uski aankhein soch mein doobi jab usne apni thodi ragdi. "Bade log aise faisle lete hain jo unhe sahi lagte hain, par unka jism kuchh aur chahta hai. Teri mom aur mere beech ek khaas rishta tha. Humne aise cheezein ki jo usse hasaya, cheekhaya, uski gaand hilayi jaise kuchh aur nahi. Janna chahta hai humne kya kiya?" Mera dil ek baar ruka, gandi tasveerein mere dimaag mein bhar gayi, par maine masoom natak kiya, meri aankhein chaudi. "Kaisi cheezein?" maine poochha, meri awaaz naram, mera lund uske uski gaand chodne ke khayal se hil raha tha.Mukesh ne muskura diya, uski aankhein sharaarat se chamki jab woh paas aaya, uski awaaz sochi samjhi. "Humne khel khele, wild baaton ke baare mein baat ki, maza kiya jo usse azaad kiya. Idhar aa, Raj, mujhe tujhe kuchh dikhana hai." 

Woh khada hua, mujhe ek chhoti table ki taraf ishara kiya jahan uska phone rakha tha, screen chamak rahi thi. Usne usse tap kiya, ek video khola, aur mera pet palat gaya jab maine Mom ko screen par dekha, uski saree upar uthi hui, uski moti gaand hil rahi thi jab Mukesh usse peeche se choda, uski cheekhein zor aur bechain, "Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, aur gehra!" "Yeh kya hai?" maine poochha, meri awaaz tez, shock ka natak karte hue, haalaanki maine yeh scene uske bedroom ke darwaze ki darar se dekha tha, uski gaand uske lund se chaudi hui, uski cheekhein flat mein goonj rahi thi."Yeh teri mom hai, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz naram par bina sharm ke, uski aankhein screen par tiki hui. "Yeh dekha kitni khush thi woh mere saath, bacche. Dekh uski gaand, kaise hilti hai, kaise mere lund ke liye maangti hai. Woh zinda thi, mere liye cheekh rahi thi." 

"Par yeh Mom hai!" maine kaha, meri awaaz toot rahi thi, ghabrahat ka natak karte hue, mera lund mere shorts mein sakht hota ja raha tha jab maine uski gaand ko hilte dekha, wahi video jo maine pehle dekha tha, uska loose ched uske lund ko le raha tha. "Usse yeh Dad ke saath karna chahiye, tumse nahi! Kya yeh galat nahi hai?" "Nahi, bacche, yeh galat nahi hai," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz sthir, uska haath mere kandhe par, mujhe sambhalte hue. "Teri mom yeh chahti thi, Raj. Uski gaand mere lund ke liye bani thi, jaise woh chaudi hui, jaise woh aur maang rahi thi. Tera dad bahut naram hai, usse woh nahi de sakta jo usse chahiye. Woh mere liye maang rahi thi, uske liye nahi."

"Woh yeh kyun chahegi?" maine poochha, meri awaaz kapkapayi, confusion ka natak karte hue, mera lund dhadak raha tha jab maine screen ko dekha, uski gaand tel se chamak rahi thi, Mukesh ka lund uske loose ched mein zor se ghus raha tha.Mukesh paas aaya, uski awaaz dheemi aur gandi, uski aankhein teevra. "Woh ek natural randi hai, Raj. Tu jaanta hai randi kya hoti hai? Ek aurat jo chodne ke liye jeeti hai, jiski ched bharne ki zarurat hoti hai, jo asli mard ka lund chahti hai. Teri mom aisi hai—janmi hai lene ke liye, cheekhne ke liye. Uski gaand, uski chut, uska muh, yeh sab mere liye bane hain.""Randi kya hoti hai?" maine poochha, masoom natak karte hue, mera dil tezi se dhadka jab uske shabd mere andar samaye, mujhe Mom ko alag nazar se dekhne par majboor kiya, meri neeti uski gandi soch ke neeche girne lagi." Ek randi ek aurat hai jo mazze ke liye jeeti hai, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski muskaan chaudi, uski aankhein gaurav se jal rahi thi. 

"Teri mom meri randi hai, Raj. Usse pasand hai jab main uski gaand chodu, jab main usse cheekhata hoon. Woh wild hone ke liye bani hai, mera lund gehra lene ke liye. Tu kabhi usse kuchh aisa karte dekha jo dikhaaye woh kuchh chahti hai?"Main nigla, mera dimaag ghuma, uski bathroom mein apni gaand mein ungli karte hue tasveer mere dimaag mein saaf thi. "Maine… kuchh dekha," maine dheere se kaha, meri awaaz dheemi, jhijhakte hue natak karte hue. "Ek raat, woh sapna dekh rahi thi, tumhara naam le rahi thi, paagalon ki tarah harkat kar rahi thi. Mujhe achha laga, Mukesh. Woh itni… khush lag rahi thi."Mukesh ka jawan gir gaya, uski aankhein hairat se chaudi, uski muskaan joshili ho gayi. 

"Tune yeh dekha, Raj? Tu ek chatur baccha hai! Woh kya kar rahi thi? Kya woh apne aap ko chhoo rahi thi, mera naam le rahi thi?" "Haan," maine kaha, meri awaaz naram, mera lund hil raha tha jab maine confess kiya, meri neeti toot rahi thi. "Uske haath uski panty mein the, uski chut ragad rahi thi, bol rahi thi ‘Mukesh, meri gaand chod.’ Main khush tha, Mukesh, usse aise dekhkar. Yeh… joshila tha.""Tujhe yeh pasand aaya?" Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz hairat bhari par khush, aage jhukte hue, uski aankhein chamak rahi thi. "Tu kuchh khaas hai, baccha. Tujhe apni mom ko aise dekhkar kyun achha laga? Kya cheez isse joshila banayi?" "Yeh… alag tha," maine kaha, mera chehra garam, meri masoomiyat khatam hoti hui jab maine baat ki, ganda josh mujhpar chha raha tha. 

"Uski gaand itni badi thi, aur woh tumhare liye cheekh rahi thi. Maine usse baithne mein takleef dekhi, jaise uski gaand tumse dard karti thi. Isse mujhe… achha laga."Mukesh hansa, uska haath meri peeth par thapki deta hua, uski aankhein gaurav se chamak rahi thi. "Tu mera wala baccha hai, Raj! Tu samajhta hai, na? Tu mere jaisa hai, isse pyar karta hai. Tu lagbhag mera beta hai, us gande dimaag ke saath, chahe tu jawaan ho. Tune kabhi iske baare mein sochkar apne aap ko chhua? "Main sar hilaya, mere gaal jal rahe the, mera lund mere shorts mein sakht. "Haan," maine kabool kiya, meri awaaz dheemi, meri neeti khatam jab maine sab kuchh baha diya. "Mujhe tumhe uski gaand chodte dekhna achha laga, Mukesh. Yeh itna achha tha, jaise woh cheekhi, jaise uski gaand hili. 

Main chahta hoon tum phir karo."Mukesh ki aankhein chaudi ho gayi, uski muskaan sharaarti ho gayi. "Tu kamaal hai, Raj! Tujhe mujhe teri mom ki gaand chodte dekhkar josh aaya? Bata mujhe kya sabse zyada pasand aaya, bacche, details de.""Uski cheekhein," maine kaha, meri awaaz josh se kapkapayi, meri sharm khatam. "Usne kaha ‘Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, aur gehra,’ aur uski gaand hili jab tumne usse choda. Maine usse baithte waqt dard se chhijakte dekha, jaise uski gaand barbaad ho gayi thi. Yeh… bahut garam tha." "Tu samajhta hai, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz gaurav se bhari, uska haath mere kandhe ko pakadte hue. "Main har raat uski gaand ke sapne dekhta hoon, Raj. Itni badi, itni perfect, jaise woh mera lund leti hai, chaudi hoti hai. Mujhe phir usse chodna hai, aur bhi loose karna hai. Tu jaanta hai main uski gaand kyun itna pyar karta hoon?"

"Kyun?" maine poochha, meri awaaz joshili, mera lund dhadak raha tha jab main paas aaya, uske shabd mujhe uski gandi duniya mein kheench rahe the."Yeh sabse best hai, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski aankhein junoon se jal rahi thi. "Uski gaand itni moti, itni tight, chahe maine usse chaudi kiya. Main chahta hoon aur loose ho, taaki hamesha mere lund ke liye tayyar rahe, taaki woh mujhe kabhi na bhool sake. Main chahta hoon tera dad bas mar jaye, Raj, taaki main uski gaand roz chodu, usse apna bana loon."Mera jawan gir gaya, par main sachmein shock nahi tha—uske shabd joshile lage, jaise mere andhere khayalon se milte hain. "Yeh… sahi nahi hai, Mukesh," maine kaha, ghabrahat ka natak karte hue, par mera dil uski baat se sahamat mein tezi se dhadka. 

"Tum Dad ko kyun hatana chahte ho?""Kyunki teri mom meri hai, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz dheemi aur gambheer. "Tera dad raaste mein hai, usse woh randi banne se rok raha hai jo woh banni chahiye. Main usse khush rakhunga, uski gaand chodu jab tak woh cheekhe, uske ched bhar doon jaise usse chahiye. Tune kuchh aur dekha, jaise woh ajeeb behave karti ho?""Haan," maine kaha, meri awaaz dheemi, mera dimaag bathroom ke waakiye par chala gaya. "Ek subah, maine usse shower mein suna, moan karte hue, uski ungliyan uski gaand mein, jaise woh mehsoos karna chahti thi jo tumne kiya. Woh bol rahi thi ‘Ooh, itna acha, aur gehra,’ dheere se, jaise koi na sune." Mukesh ki aankhein chaudi ho gayi, uski muskaan gandi aur chaudi, uska haath uski pant adjust karta hua, uska lund kapde ke neeche saaf dikh raha tha, ek mota ubhaar zipper ke khilaaf dab raha tha. "Woh apni gaand mein ungli kar rahi thi? Tune yeh dekha, Raj? Sab kuchh bata, bacche, woh kya kar rahi thi?"

"Woh shower ke neeche thi," maine kaha, meri awaaz dheemi, mera lund sakht jab maine usse yaad kiya. "Uski gaand geeli thi, chamak rahi thi, uski ungliyan sabun ke saath andar-bahar, moan kar rahi thi jaise usse tumhara lund yaad aa raha ho. Yeh… garam tha, Mukesh, jaise woh tumhe rok nahi sakti thi.""Woh meri ladki hai," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz gaurav se bhari, uska ubhaar ab zyada saaf, uska lund saaf sakht jab woh bola. "Uski gaand mere chodne se loose hai, maine usse train kiya mujhe chahne ke liye. Tu kabhi usse zyada fart sunta hai, bacche? Woh mera nishaan hai uspar."Main hansa, mera chehra garam, gandi baat mujhe bura par zinda mehsoos karayi. "Haan, woh ab zyada fart karti hai," maine kaha, sar hilate hue. "Jaise jab woh baithti hai ya tezi se chalti hai, yeh zor se toot, ‘pffft, brrrp.’ Woh itna kyun fart karti hai, Mukesh?"

Mukesh zor se hansa, uski awaaz gaurav se goonj rahi thi. "Woh mera kaam hai, bacche! Uski gaand mere lund se itni loose hai, hawa bas nikal jati hai. Mujhe yeh pasand hai, yeh dikhata hai woh meri hai. Main chahta hoon aur loose karoon, taaki woh hamesha fart kare, hamesha mujhe mehsoos kare. Tujhe yeh joshila lagta hai?""Yeh… thoda mazaakiya hai," maine kaha, hanste hue, meri neeti gir rahi thi jab uske shabd Mom ki gaand ko uski trophy banaye. "Par tum aur loose kyun chahte ho? Yeh toh pehle se hi itni chaudi hai.""Kyunki main junooni hoon, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz dheemi aur gandi, uski aankhein teevrata se jal rahi thi. "Ek loose gaand ka matlab hai woh hamesha meri hai, tere dad ke boring lund ke paas wapas nahi ja sakti. Har fart, har dard, woh mujhe mehsoos karti hai. Tu samajhta hai yeh kyun joshila hai, na?"Main sar hilaya, mera dimaag uljha hua, Mom ki loose gaand Mukesh ki hone ka khayal sahi aur joshila laga. "Mujhe lagta hai," maine kaha, meri awaaz kapkapayi par joshili. "Yeh jaise… woh tumhari hai, Dad ki nahi.""Bilkul, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski muskaan sharaarti. 

"Mere paas ek plan hai usse wapas laane ka, Raj. Kya tu meri madad karega? Mujhe chahiye tu usse ek video do, jisme main uski gaand choda, jo usse nahi pata maine record kiya. Usko bolna mujhe uski yaad aati hai, baat karna chahta hoon. Yeh usse yaad dilayega kitna usse mera lund pasand hai."Meri aankhein chaudi ho gayi, mera lund us khayal se dhadak raha tha, Mom ko blackmail karne ka josh mera dil tezi se dhadkane laga. "Yeh… bahut acha idea hai, Mukesh!" maine kaha, meri awaaz joshili, meri neeti khatam. "Woh isse dekhegi aur tumhe phir chahegi! Tum kitne smart ho!" "Shukriya, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, mere baalon ko sehlaate hue, uski aankhein vijay se chamak rahi thi. "Usse nahi pata maine record kiya, jo isse asli banata hai, uska asli roop dikhata hai. 

Tu saath hai? Tu usse video dikhayega?""Haan, main karunga!" maine kaha, tezi se sar hilate hue, mera josh kisi bhi gunah ko doobane laga. "Main chahta hoon woh phir tumhare liye cheekhe, Mukesh. Yeh itna… achha hai jab uski gaand hilti hai.""Tu ek star hai, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz gaurav se bhari. "Ek aur baat, thodi mushkil hai. Mujhe chahiye tu uski ek unwashed panty laaye, pasine wali, uski chut aur gaand ki boo wali. Main usse sunghna chahta hoon, usse paas rakhna chahta hoon."Main ruk gaya, mera dil tezi se dhadka, yeh khayal joshila par daraawana tha. 

"Uski panty?" maine poochha, meri awaaz ghabrayi hui. "Agar usse pata chal gaya toh? Woh mujhpar bahut gussa hogi, Mukesh!""Chinta mat kar, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz shant, uski muskaan dilasa deti hui. "Jab woh khana bana rahi ho, uske kamre mein chupke se jaa, uski laundry basket se ek panty le le, apne bag mein daal de. Usse nahi pata chalega. Mujhe uski gaand, uski chut ki boo chahiye, usse apne saath mehsoos karne ke liye.""Tumhe uski boo kyun chahiye?" maine poochha, meri awaaz naram, mera lund us gande khayal se sakht hota ja raha tha, mera dimaag uski duniya mein aur gehra doob raha tha."Kyunki yeh woh hai, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz junoon se bhari. "Uski khushboo, uski gaand, uski chut—yeh jaise usse mere lund ke liye cheekhte hue rakhna hai. Yeh mujhe pagal karta hai, mujhe usse phir chodne ka mann karta hai. Tu samajhta hai, na?"

Main sar hilaya, mera lund mere shorts mein dhadak raha tha, Mom ki panty churana ka khayal mujhe bura par itna zinda mehsoos karaya. Mukesh ne neeche dekha, mere ubhaar ko dekha, uski muskaan chaudi ho gayi. "Tu josh mein hai, Raj," usne kaha, dheere se hanste hue. "Yeh normal hai, bacche. Bete apni mom ko mere jaise mard se chudte sochkar sakht ho jaate hain. Yeh dikhata hai tu usse randi hone se pyar karta hai. Sabse ache bete apni mom ko randi chahte hain, mere jaise lund ke liye cheekhte hue. Tu sabse acha hai, bacche.""Sach mein?" maine poochha, mera chehra jal raha tha, mera haath mere crotch ko chhupate hue, sharminda par joshila. "Mujhe nahi pata tha yeh sakht hai. 

Maaf karna, Mukesh." "Maafi ki zarurat nahi," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz garam, uska haath mere kandhe par. "Yeh natural hai, Raj. Tu josh mein hai kyunki tu jaanta hai teri mom ek randi hai, aur tujhe yeh pasand hai. Ek din, woh tujhpar gaurav karegi ki tune mujhe usse cheekhane mein madad ki. Kyun na tu bathroom jaaye, apne aap ko chhue uske baare mein sochkar ki main uski gaand chodu? Yeh achha lagega." "Thik hai, Mukesh," maine kaha, sar hilate hue, mera dil tezi se dhadka jab main bathroom ki taraf dauda, mera lund dard kar raha tha. Maine darwaza lock kiya, mere haath kapkapaye jab maine apne shorts utare, mera dimaag Mukesh ke Mom ki gaand chodne ki tasveeron se bhar gaya, uske mote gaal hilte hue, uski cheekhein “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, aur gehra!” mere kaanon mein goonj rahi thi. Maine uski gaand ko chaudi dekha, uska lund usmein zor se ghus raha tha, uske fart nikal rahe the jab woh uske loose ched ko thokta tha, unke paap ka josh mujhe khaa raha tha. 

Maine tezi se hilaya, mera jism kapkapaya, us video se usse blackmail karne ka khayal mujhe pagal kar raha tha, jaan kar jald hi Mukesh usse phir chodega, usse cheekhayega, uski gaand uske liye hilti hui. Mera cum nikal gaya, mota aur garam, zameen par chhitak gaya, meri taangein kamzor jab main hansa, woh release teevra tha, mujhe chakkar aane laga, mera dil us khayal se uchhal raha tha ki Mom phir uski randi banegi.Maine safai ki, mera jism gunguna raha tha, aur living room mein wapas aaya, par Mukesh wahan nahi tha. Maine doosre bathroom se awaazein suni, naram moans aur shabd darwaze se aaye. Main dheere se paas gaya, mera dil tezi se dhadka, aur suna usse bolte hue, “Rekha, teri gaand itni fuckin’ perfect hai,” aur “Mujhe tujhe phir chodna hai, us loose ched ko bharna hai.” 

Uski awaaz chahat se bhari thi, uska haath saaf apne lund par kaam kar raha tha, awaazein geeli aur rhythmic thi. Main muskura diya, jaan kar woh utna hi junooni tha jitna main, uski gandi chahat meri se milti thi.Woh bahar aaya, uska chehra laal, aur usne mujhe ek USB drive diya, uski muskaan chalaak. “Yeh video hai, Raj,” usne kaha, uski awaaz dheemi. “Yeh wahi hai jisme main uski gaand choda, jo tune dekha. Isko teri mom ko de, bolna mujhe uski yaad aati hai, baat karna chahta hoon. Tu ek acha baccha hai jo meri madad kar raha hai.”“Shukriya, Mukesh,” maine kaha, drive lete hue, meri muskaan chaudi jab maine usse apni jeb mein dala. “Main usse doonga, kisi ko nahi bataunga. Main chahta hoon woh phir tumse khush ho.”

“Tu sabse acha Jedi hai, Raj,” Mukesh ne kaha, mere baalon ko sehlaate hue, uski aankhein gaurav se chamak rahi thi. “Ghar ja, yeh mere liye kar, aur mujhe bata kaise hua, thik hai?”“Thik hai,” maine kaha, sar hilate hue, mera dil halka jab main bahar nikla, USB meri jeb mein jalta hua, mera dimaag us josh se gunguna raha tha jo aane wala tha—Mom ki gaand hilti hui, uski cheekhein hawa mein bhar rahi thi, Mukesh ka lund phir uska malik ban raha tha, aur main, ek bura baccha, isse hone mein madad kar raha tha

[Farz@123]

Mast jaaa raha haaa

[Ayush01111]

Gand mara beta apne baap ke pyar ko bhul gaya and writer sahab ye ek bache ko involve kaise kar sakte hai ap apni is story me he is under age

[Mahendra_]

USB drive meri jeb mein bhari laga, jaise koi raaz jal raha ho, jab main ghar ki taraf chala, dhool bhari sadkon par, suraj neeche dhal raha tha, lambi chhaya daal raha tha, galiyon mein sabzi wale aam ke bare mein chillate hue, aur rickshaw horn bajate hue guzar rahe the. Par mera dimaag Mukesh ke gande shabdon par atka tha, uski awaaz goonj rahi thi, Mom ke jangli cheekhon ke bare mein, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, aur gehre!” jo usne mujhe video mein dikhaya tha.Mera dil dhadka, us USB drive ko Mom ko dene ke khayal se, taki woh dekhe aur Mukesh use blackmail kare, woh video jo usne chupke se banaya tha, use apne gande duniya mein wapas khichne ke liye. Mom ka uske jaal mein phasna, uska jism uske asar se nishaan laga hua, yeh soch kar mera lund meri shorts mein hilne laga, mera jawan dimaag us paap ke liye tars raha tha, jo ganda excitement Mukesh ne mere andar gehre daal diya tha, mujhe use sach karne ke liye uksa raha tha.


Main ghar pahuncha, neela darwaza kholte hue uski cheekh sunai di, courtyard mein chameli ke phoolon ki meethi khushboo shaam ki dhool bhari garmi ko kaat rahi thi. Maine darwaza khatkhata, meri ungliyan lakdi par zor se lagi, awaaz shant hawa mein tez thi, par koi jawab nahi aaya.Shanti bhari thi, sirf padosi ke radio se ek halki si gaana ki awaaz deewar ke upar se aa rahi thi. Maine phir khatkhata, aur zor se, mera dil tezi se dhadak raha tha, meri ungliyan darwaze ke frame par pasine se geeli thi, par abhi bhi koi nahi aaya. Maine jeb mein haath dala, mera haath kaanp raha tha jab maine spare chaabi nikali, dhaat meri twacha par thandi thi, pasine se chikni.Maine chaabi ko taale mein dala, click ki awaaz tez thi, jaise mujhe andar ke raaz ke bare mein chetavni de rahi ho, aur darwaza khola, andhere hallway mein kadam rakha. 


Ghar mein agarbatti aur pakaye hue chawal ki khushboo thi, par ek aur awaaz thi—ek halki si siskari, “Ooh… aaahhh…” Mom ke bedroom se aa rahi thi, dheemi aur zarurat se bhari, meri pet mein excitement ka jhatka de rahi thi, mera lund meri shorts mein hilne laga.Maine darwaza dhire se band kiya, mere sneakers tile floor par halke the, thandi tiles bahar ki garm hawa ke mukable mein thi. Mere kaan us awaaz ko phir sunne ke liye taras rahe the, aur woh tez hui, ek siskariyon ki ladi, “Ooh… haan… aur gehre…” hallway mein goonj rahi thi, kacchi aur bhukhi, deewaron se takra rahi thi. Yeh awaaz ne mera dil tezi se dhadkaya, mera dimaag soch raha tha kya usse aisi siskari karwa raha tha, kya woh kisi private pal mein khoi hui thi.


Yeh awaaz mujhe us raat ki yaad dilayi jab maine uske darwaze ke peeche se suna, “Mukesh, meri gaand chod!” uski awaaz jangli aur bechain, jaise use kuch chahiye jo uske paas nahi tha. Hallway andhera tha, Mom ke kamre se halki roshni mujhe kheech rahi thi, meri curiosity har kadam ke saath aur jalne lagi. Main dhire chala, mere kadam sambhal ke, mera backpack kandhon par bhari, USB drive aur Mukesh ke gifts wala black bag andar, unke raaz se mujhe neeche kheech raha tha.Mom ke bedroom darwaze se ek halki peeli roshni nikal rahi thi, thoda sa khula, floor par ek patli roshni ki lakeer, jaise mujhe kheech rahi ho. Siskariyan aur tez hui, “Aaaahhh… haan…” har ek mere jism mein sihran bhej rahi thi, mera lund meri shorts mein dard kar raha tha jab main darwaze tak pahuncha, meri saans tezi se chhoti, mera dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha ki laga shayad yeh mujhe de de.


Darwaza thoda sa khula tha, jisse main jhaank saka, aur jo maine dekha usne meri aankhein chhoti kar di, mera lund meri shorts mein itna sakht ho gaya ki dard hua, yeh nazara mere dimaag mein jal gaya. Mom pet ke bal leti hui thi, bilkul nangi, uska jism bistar par faila hua, chadaron mein uljha hua, jaise koi jang lad rahi ho.




     





Kamra ek bikhra hua tha, uski purani safai se bilkul alag. Panties—laal, kaala, lacy, aur saadha—har jagah bikhre hue, kuch kursi par latke, kuch bistar ke paas mudhe hue, uski purani aadaton ke bilkul ulat. 


Dost, jab Mom Mukesh se nahi mili thi, woh itni saaf suthri thi, apni sarees dhyan se fold karti, apni chudiyan dabbe mein tarteeb se rakhti, har roz jhadoo lagati, uska kamra lavender aur shanti ki khushboo se bhara hota.Woh jab main ghar aata, dal bana rahi hoti ya kitab padh rahi hoti, uski muskaan garm, uski awaaz naram, mere collegework ke bare mein puchti, ghar ko ghar jaisa banati. Ab kamra pasine aur ek teekhi, musky khushboo se bhara tha, jaise uske jism ki garmi, hawa uske paap se bhari, Mukesh ka asar us par itna saaf dikhta tha ki meri pet mein excitement se murch aayi.Uska asar uski safai wali zindagi ko bikhra hua bana diya tha, uska dimaag porn aur chahat ke duniya mein phasa hua, aur main bhi usmein kheechta ja raha tha. Uska laptop bistar par khula tha, awaaz tez thi, ek aurat ki cheekh, “Oh, meri chut chod!” 


Screen par ek aurat peeth ke bal leti thi, taangein faili hui, ek aadmi uski chut ko zor zor se thok raha tha, uski siskariyan kamre mein bhar rahi thi, tez aur bechain.Mom ka chehra laal tha, uski aankhein laptop ke screen par chipki hui, uske honton par halki si muskaan jab woh apni chut ko takiye par ragad rahi thi, jo uski janghon ke beech tha, uski kamar dheemi, zarurat bhari goltakiyaan mein ghoom rahi thi, takiya uske pussy juices se gila, dheemi roshni mein chamak raha tha. Uski badi gaand left-right hil rahi thi, moti gaand ke cheeks har dhakke ke saath thar thar rahe the, uski siskariyan porn ke saath mil rahi thi, “Ooh… haan…”Woh masturbate kar rahi thi, uska jism takiye par zor se dab raha tha, bistar uske wazan ke neeche dhire se cheekh raha tha, uski harkatein bhukhi, jaise woh kuch chah rahi ho jo us tak nahi pahunch raha. Woh thodi doggystyle mein jhuki. Uski gaand badi, gol, aur dheeli thi, gaand ka chhed thoda khula, uske aaspaas ki twacha naram aur khinchi hui, Mukesh ke kaam ka saaf nishaan.


Mukesh se pehle, uski gaand tight, mazboot thi, hamesha sarees ke neeche chhupi, koi ishara nahi ki woh kabhi chhui thi, band aur untouched. Ab, yeh alag thi, uska gaand ka chhed thoda khula, rim dheela aur kaanpta hua jab woh hili, iska saboot ki Mukesh ne uske saath kya kiya. Mujhe pata tha uska gaand ka chhed dheela tha uske dekhne se, chauda aur naram, jaise woh band nahi ho sakta tha, uske lund ka nishaan.Jab woh takiye par ragdi, uski gaand tight hui aur dheeli hui, aur ek zor ka fart hawa mein toot pada, “BRRRRRRR!” phir ek aur, “Brrrp!” tez aur gila, kamre mein goonjta hua. Fart teekhe the, uske khule chhed mein phansi hawa ki wajah se, uske ragadne se bahar dhakel diya, jaise Mukesh ne kaha tha: “Uska gaand ka chhed mere lund se itna dheela hai, hawa bas nikal jati hai.”


Uski chut fresh aur perfect dikhi, hont tight aur geele, takiye par ragadne se chamakte hue, uski siskariyan ab aur tez, uska jism zarurat se kaanp raha tha, takiya uske neeche gila. Maine Mukesh se pehle use kabhi porn dekhte nahi dekha, kabhi aise nahi pakda, aisi gandi khushi mein khoi hui. Woh pehle shalीन thi, uski shaamein dal banane ya chhote mandir par prarthna mein beetati thi, uska kamra hamesha saaf, uski zindagi tarteeb aur dhyan se bhari.Mukesh ka asar usmein kuch jagaya, use yeh gandagi chahne ke liye majboor kiya, uski safai wali zindagi ab bikhri hui uske wajah se. Porn dekhna uska nishaan tha, use us khushi se bandha jo usne diya, uska jism uske kiye hue ka addict, uska dimaag usi gandi duniya mein kho gaya jismein usne mujhe bhi kheech liya, aur main aur gehre doob raha tha, is thrill ko pyar kar raha tha.Maine nahi chahta tha ki use pata chale main dekh raha hoon, mera dil tezi se dhadak raha tha jab main peeche hata, mere sneakers thandi tiles par chup the. Maine darwaza zor se khatkhata, taki woh ghabra jaye, phir deewar ke peeche chhup gaya, meri saans roki hui, hallway ka andhera mujhe lapet raha tha. “Mom!” maine pukara, meri awaaz kaanpti par tez, “Main ghar aa gaya!”


“Ruko, Raj!” usne chillaya, uski awaaz ghabrayi hui, bistar tezi se cheekha jab woh jaldi hili, awaaz shant ghar mein tez thi. “Andar mat aana, beta! Ek minute ruk!” “Theek hai, Mom,” maine kaha, meri awaaz naram, dikhawa karte hue ki maine use nahi dekha, mera dil dhadak raha tha jab uske jism ka nazara mere dimaag mein ruka. Maine suna, kapda khisakta hua, laptop zor se band hua ek tez snap ke saath, takiya floor par dhire se gira, uske pair tiles par tezi se chalne ki awaaz jab woh jaldi se dhakne lagi.Uski saansein tezi se chhoti aur ghabrayi hui thi, towel uthane ki awaaz shanti mein tez, jaise woh apne kaam chhupane ke liye bechain ho. Ek pal baad, woh bahar aayi, ek towel uske jism par kas ke lapeta hua, uske baal bikhre, pasine se geele maathe par chipke, uska chehra laal. 



Woh hallway mein khadi thi, uski aankhein chhoti, chinta aur ghabrahat ka mishran, uske haath towel ko kas ke pakde hue, jaise yeh uska ekmatra dhal ho, uska seena tezi se utar-chadh raha tha.“Raj, tu andar kaise aaya?” usne pucha, uski awaaz tez par bechain, andhere hallway mein khadi, uske kamre ki roshni uske chehre par chhaya daal rahi thi. “Maine bahut khatkhata, Mom,” maine kaha, apne pairon ki taraf dekhte hue, masoom ban ke, mera dil tezi se dhadak raha tha jab main deewar ke paas khada tha, uske kamre ki halki khushboo hawa mein. “Maine darwaza itni baar bajaya, par koi jawab nahi diya, to maine spare chaabi se khola.”Usne mujhe gale lagaya, uske haath kas ke, towel meri gaal par khurdura, uska jism uski kisi bhi harkat se garm. “Mujhe maaf kar, beta,” usne kaha, uski awaaz naram par zabardasti, peeche hat ke mujhe dekha, uski aankhein meri aankhon mein dhoond rahi thi. “Main apne kamre mein thi, kuch mein uljhi hui. Darwaza bilkul nahi suna. Mujhe bura laga ki tujhe bahar intezaar karna pada.”


“Theek hai, Mom,” maine kaha, meri awaaz naram, jaan ke woh sach chhupa rahi thi, hallway ki thandi hawa meri twacha ko chhoo rahi thi. “Main bas soch raha tha kyun nahi jawab diya. Ghar itna shant tha, mujhe chinta hui.” “Maine tujhe chinta nahi deni chahi,” usne kaha, uski aankhein doosri taraf, uske haath towel par aur kas gaye, uska chehra abhi bhi uski jaldi se laal. “Main bas… aaram kar rahi thi, apne khayalon mein khoi hui, samajh raha hai? Kabhi kabhi itna ulajh jati hoon, mujhe kuch sunai nahi deta.”“Tu kya soch rahi thi?” maine kaha, meri awaaz naram, curious ban ke, uske paas khada, uske kamre ki halki musky khushboo abhi bhi hawa mein. “Aisa laga tu kuch awaazein kar rahi thi, jaise tu kisi kaam mein band thi.” Uska chehra aur laal ho gaya, uski aankhein chhoti, uske haath towel par thodi kaanp rahi thi jab woh thoda peeche hati.


 “Tujhe awaazein sunai di?” usne pucha, uski awaaz dheemi, ghabrayi hui, hallway ki chhaya usse tanavpurna dikha rahi thi. “Main bas… idhar udhar hil rahi thi, shayad apne aap se baat kar rahi thi. Yeh koi badi baat nahi, Raj, bas bewakoofana baatein.”“Mujhe laga maine tujhe siskari suni,” maine kaha, meri awaaz sthir, naram rakhte hue, usse uncomfortable hote dekha. “Aisa laga tu kuch private kar rahi thi, jaise kisi cheez mein khoi hui.” “Nahi, aisa nahi tha,” usne jaldi kaha, uski awaaz kaanpti, uski aankhein zameen par, uski ungliyan towel ko aur kas ke pakdi. “Main thak gayi thi, shayad aadhi soyi hui, thodi si sapne mein. Kabhi kabhi main awaazein karti hoon jab soch mein doob jati hoon, purane yaadon ke bare mein, bahut purani baatein.”“Kaise yaadein?” maine pucha, meri awaaz naram, khada raha, hallway ki dheemi roshni uske chehre ko aur naram dikha rahi thi, aur kamzor. 


“Tu aajkal alag lag rahi hai, Mom, jaise kuch tujhe pareshan kar raha ho.” Usne ek saans chhodi, uske kandhe neeche gire, uski awaaz dheemi aur bhari jab woh deewar ke sahare jhuki. “Mujhe ajeeb lag raha hai, Raj,” usne kaha, uske shabd dheeme, uski aankhein zameen par, uske haath towel ke kinaare se khel rahe the. “Jaise main khud nahi hoon kabhi kabhi, jaise mera dimaag wahan jata hai jahan nahi jana chahiye, wahan jo mujhe zinda feel karata hai par galat, jaise main us shakhs ko dhokha de rahi hoon jo main honi chahiye.”“Yeh bhari lagta hai,” maine kaha, meri awaaz sthir, usse dhyan se dekha, hallway ki shanti uske shabdon ko aur bada rahi thi. “Kya tujhe khud se alag feel karata hai?”


“Ise shabdon mein dalna mushkil hai,” usne kaha, uski awaaz aur dheemi, uski aankhein abhi bhi neeche, uski ungliyan towel ke kinaare ko mod rahi thi. “Kabhi kabhi main un baaton ke bare mein sochti hoon jo main karti thi, jin logon ko jaanti thi, aur yeh mujhe ab se door kheechta hai, jaise main ek sapne mein phasi hoon jisse jag nahi sakti.”“Chalo sitting room chalte hain,” usne kaha, uski awaaz tez, baat badalte hue, uska haath mujhe uske bedroom darwaze se door kheech raha tha, jise usne ek jhatke se taala laga diya, click ki awaaz shant ghar mein tez thi. “Main yahan khade khade baat nahi karna chahti.”“Tune apna kamra kyun band kiya?” maine pucha, meri awaaz naram, uske peeche sitting room ki taraf chala, floor mere sneakers ke neeche thanda, hawa purane phoolon aur dhool ki khushboo se bhari. “Mera kamra bikhra hua hai,” usne kaha, uski awaaz tezi se, peeche band darwaze ki taraf dekha, uska towel thoda sark gaya, uske jism ka curve dikha raha tha. “Main itni vyast thi, mujhe safai ka time nahi mila. 


Yeh sharminda karne wala hai, Raj, mere kapde har jagah bikhre hue hain.”“Tera kamra pehle itna saaf hota tha,” maine kaha, sofa par baithte hue, cushions mere neeche naram. “Tu hamesha sab kuch jagah par rakhti thi. Kya badal gaya?” “Main bas thak gayi hoon, beta,” usne kaha, uski awaaz naram, mere samne baithi, uska towel abhi bhi kas ke bandha. “Zindagi aajkal bhari hai, tere papa hamesha kaam mein, aur main ghar sambhalne ki koshish mein. Main cheezon ko chhod deti hoon, aur bikhraav jama ho jata hai pehle se pehle.”“Yeh sirf kamra nahi hai,” maine kaha, meri awaaz sthir, aage jhukte hue, juice ka glass mere haath mein thanda. “Tu alag lag rahi hai, Mom, jaise tu pehle jaisi khush nahi hai.” Usne mujhe dekha, uski aankhein naram, uske haath god mein, uski awaaz dheemi. “Main khush hone ki koshish kar rahi hoon, Raj,” usne kaha, uske shabd sambhal ke, jaise kuch chhupa rahi ho. 


“Kabhi kabhi main apne dimaag mein kho jati hoon, un baaton ke bare mein sochti hoon jo nahi sochna chahiye, jo mujhe zinda feel karati hain par guilty, jaise main tujhe aur tere papa ko fail kar rahi hoon.”“Kya tujhe guilty feel karata hai?” maine pucha, meri awaaz naram, usse apni jagah par uncomfortable hote dekha, towel thoda aur sarka. “Tujhe bura feel nahi karna chahiye, Mom.” “Baat badal lete hain,” usne kaha, uski awaaz tez, khadi hokar kitchen se mere liye aam ka juice lene gayi, uske kadam tiles par tezi se. Woh wapas aayi, mujhe glass diya, uske haath kaanpte hue, uski aankhein mujhe dhyan se dekh rahi thi. “Tu kuch excited lag raha hai, Raj. Kya chal raha hai? college ka kuch?”

“Nahi, college nahi,” maine kaha, juice ka ek sip lete hue, meetha swad mere muh mein bhara, kamre ki shanti hamari awaazon ko aur bada rahi thi. “Main college ke bare mein ab nahi sochta. 


Mera dimaag kisi aur cheez par hai, kuch bada.” “Tu college ke bare mein kyun nahi sochta?” usne pucha, uski awaaz chintit, phir se baithi, uska towel thoda sarka, uski aankhein meri aankhon mein dhoond rahi thi. “Tu pehle apni classes se pyar karta tha, hamesha apne projects aur doston ke bare mein batata tha.”“Main focus nahi kar pa raha,” maine kaha, meri awaaz dheemi, glass table par rakhte hue, halki si clink kamre mein tez. “Mera dimaag doosri cheezon se bhara hai, jo homework se zyada important lagta hai, jo main sochna band nahi kar sakta.” “Kaise cheezein?” usne pucha, uski awaaz naram, aage jhukte hue, uski aankhein curious par ghabrayi hui, towel uske seene par kas ke.“Mujhe darr hai tu gussa hogi,” maine kaha, meri awaaz sthir, baat ko dhire se shuru karte hue, USB drive ka wazan meri jeb mein bhari. “Yeh kisi ke bare mein hai jisse maine aaj dekha, jo tere bare mein baat kiya.” 


“Tune kise dekha?” usne pucha, uski awaaz dheemi, uske haath towel par aur kas gaye, uska chehra tanavpurna, kamre ki shanti uske shabdon ko aur tez kar rahi thi.“Maine Mukesh ko dekha,” maine kaha, meri awaaz naram, uske chehre ke badalte hue dekha, uski aankhein chhoti, uska muh thoda khula, juice ka glass table par bhool gaya. “Yeh ek ittefaq tha, Mom. Woh market ke paas apni car mein tha, aur usne mujhe bulaya.” Uske haath kaanp gaye, uska chehra safed, uski awaaz mushkil se sunaai di. “Mukesh?” usne kaha, uski aankhein meri aankhon mein dhoond rahi thi, naam hawa mein bhari tha. “Woh wahan kya kar raha tha, bas apni car mein baitha hua?”“Woh shayad kisi ka intezaar kar raha tha,” maine kaha, meri awaaz sthir, sofa par peeche jhukte hue, cushions dhire se cheekhe. “Usne mujhe chalte hue dekha aur bulaya, kaha ki woh tere bare mein baat karna chahta hai, ki pehle kaise tha.” “Usne mere bare mein kya kaha?” usne pucha, uski awaaz kaanpti, aage jhuki, uski aankhein chinta se bhar gayi, towel thoda sarka, uska kandha dikha.


“Usne kaha ki woh tujhe bahut yaad karta hai,” maine kaha, meri awaaz naram, kamre ki dheemi roshni uske chehre ko aur naram dikha rahi thi. “Usne kaha ki woh roj tere bare mein sochta hai, kaise tum dono haste the aur maza karte the, jaise tu khush thi.” “Woh mujhe kyun yaad karta hai?” usne pucha, uski awaaz dheemi, uske haath fidget kar rahe the, uski aankhein zameen par, hamare beech shanti bhari thi.“Usne kaha ki tu uske liye khaas thi,” maine kaha, meri awaaz sthir, black bag ka wazan mere backpack mein kheech raha tha. “Usne kaha ki tune use khushi di, kisi aur se zyada, jaise tu hasti thi aur uske saath waqt bitati thi.” Uska chehra laal ho gaya, uski aankhein doosri taraf, uski awaaz mushkil se sunaai di.


 “Usne aisa kyun kaha?” usne kaha, uske haath towel par kaanpte hue, uski saans tezi se. “Usne koi specific baat kahi ki humne kaise waqt bitaya?”“Usne details mein nahi bataya,” maine jhooth kaha, meri awaaz naram, sofa cheekha jab main hila, hawa garm thi. “Usne bas kaha ki tum dono ne maza kiya, jaise tu uske saath azaad thi, papa ke saath jaisa nahi.” “Usne tere papa ke bare mein aisa kyun kaha?” usne pucha, uski awaaz tez, uski aankhein meri aankhon se mili, gussa aur darr ka mishran, uske haath towel par aur kas gaye. “Usne kaha papa bahut serious hain,” maine kaha, meri awaaz sthir, usse dhyan se dekha. “Usne kaha ki tujhe us jaisa koi chahiye jo tujhe zinda feel karaye, teri muskaan wapas laye.”


“Yeh sach nahi hai,” usne kaha, uski awaaz tez, khadi hui. “Main tere papa ke saath hoon kyunki main unse pyar karti hoon. Mukesh ko aise baat karne ka koi haq nahi.” “Par woh bahut udaas laga, Mom,” maine kaha, meri awaaz naram, aage jhukte hue, juice ka glass table par pasina chhod raha tha. “Usne kaha ki woh tere bare mein sochna band nahi kar sakta, kaise tum dono khush the, jaise yeh uske liye sab kuch tha.”“Woh itna kyun care karta hai?” usne pucha, uski awaaz dheemi, phir se baithi. “Usne kaha ki tu hi use khushi deti hai,” maine kaha, meri awaaz sthir, backpack zameen par bhari. “Usne kaha ki usne tujhe ek gift diya hai, dikhane ke liye ki woh tujhe yaad karta hai.” “Kaisa gift?” usne pucha, uski awaaz curious.


“Yeh ek bag mein hai,” maine kaha, apne backpack mein haath daalte hue, mere haath kaanp rahe the jab maine black bag nikala, uska wazan raaz se bhara. “Usne kaha yeh tere liye khaas hai.” Usne bag liya, uske haath kaanpte hue jab usne khola, uski aankhein chhoti jab usne panties, dildo, lingerie, aur butt-plug dekha, kapda dhire se khisak raha tha.






]Uska chehra shocked tha, uske gaal laal, uski saans tezi se jab usne lacy dress ko chhua, uski ungliyan naram kapde par thehri, kamra shant tha siwaye uski saanson ke. “Usne yeh cheezein kyun di?” usne pucha, uski awaaz dheemi, uski aankhein bag par, excitement aur darr ka mishran uske chehre par, uske haath thoda kaanpte hue.“Usne kaha yeh tujhe achha feel karayenge, is bag mein kya hai, Mom?” maine pucha, meri awaaz sthir, bag table par rakhte hue, dildo ki halki si awaaz shanti ko tod rahi thi. 


“Nahi, tujhe iske bare mein nahi jaanna chahiye,” usne jawab diya. “Usne kaha yeh tujhe uske saath bitaye maza ke yaad dilayenge, kaise tu azaad aur khush thi.”Uske haath kaanp gaye, uski aankhein dildo par, uski awaaz mushkil se sunaai di. “Yeh uski yaad kyun dilayenge?” usne kaha, uski ungliyan lingerie par chal rahi thi, uska chehra laal, towel thoda aur sarka. “Yeh… private cheezein hain, Raj. Yeh galat hai ki usne yeh bheja, socha ki main yeh chahti hoon.”“Usne kaha tu inhe pasand karegi,” maine kaha, meri awaaz naram, usse dhyan se dekha, kamre ki garmi uske chehre ko chamka rahi thi. “Usne kaha yeh us waqt ke liye hain jo tumne saath bitaya, jo tujhe muskurane ke pal thay.” 


“Woh kaunse pal ke bare mein bol raha hai?” usne pucha, uski awaaz kaanpti, uski aankhein meri aankhon se mili, bag abhi bhi uski god mein. “Usne koi specific baat kahi ki humne kya kiya?” “Usne bilkul nahi bataya,” maine jhooth kaha, meri awaaz sthir, sofa cheekha jab main peeche jhuka.“Usne bas kaha ki tu uske saath alag thi, jaise tu khud thi, sirf mom ya wife nahi.” Woh chup ho gayi, uski aankhein zameen par, uske haath bag par, uski saans dheemi, jaise woh khayalon mein khoi hui, kamre ki shanti hawa mein bhari thi. 


“Tujhe usse baat nahi karni chahiye, Raj,” usne kaha, uski awaaz dheemi, shanti ko todte hue, uski aankhein meri aankhon se mili. “Woh ab hamari zindagi ka hissa nahi hai. Use yeh cheezein nahi bhejni chahiye.”

“Par woh tujhe sach mein dekhna chahta hai,” maine kaha, meri awaaz naram, usse dhire se dabaya. “Usne kaha ki use teri zarurat hai, Mom, sab se zyada, jaise tu hi ekmatra cheez hai jo matter karti hai.” “Use meri zarurat kyun hai?” usne pucha, uski awaaz naram, uski aankhein meri aankhon mein dhoond rahi thi, uske haath bag par kas gaye, kapda dhire se khisak raha tha.“Usne kaha ki tu hi use khushi deti hai,” maine kaha, meri awaaz sthir, kamre ki dheemi roshni uske chehre par chhaya daal rahi thi. “Usne kaha ki woh tujhe phir se muskurana chahta hai, jaise pehle, jab tum saath thay.” “Tu in gifts se khush lag rahi hai,” maine kaha, meri awaaz playful, usse test karte hue, juice ka glass table par pasina chhod raha tha. 


“Tu jab inhe dekha toh muskurayi, Mom.” “Main khush nahi hoon,” usne kaha, uski awaaz tez, uska chehra laal, dildo ko bag mein wapas daalte hue, awaaz shant kamre mein tez thi. “Yeh cheezein… ajeeb hain, Raj. Mujhe nahi pata kyun usne yeh bheja, aur yeh mujhe uncomfortable karta hai, jaise woh mujhe wapas kisi cheez mein kheech raha hai jo maine chhod diya.”“Par tu excited lag rahi thi,” maine kaha, meri awaaz naram, usse aur dabaya, usse uncomfortable hote dekha. “Aisa laga tu bag kholne mein khush thi, jaise yeh tere liye kuch matlab rakhta ho.” “Bas kar, Raj,” usne kaha, uski awaaz tez, uski aankhein band hui, bag ko jhatke se band karte hue, kapda khisak gaya. “Mujhe yeh pasand nahi hain. 


Main apne parivaar ko jodne ki koshish kar rahi hoon, uske ya uske gifts ke bare mein nahi sochna.”“Mujhe maaf kar, Mom,” maine kaha, masoom ban ke, meri awaaz sthir, kamre ki shanti hamari awaazon ko goonj rahi thi. “Maine bas socha tu inhe pasand karegi. Ek aur cheez hai jo usne bheja.” “Woh aur kya hai?” usne pucha, uski awaaz tezi se, uski aankhein phir se chamki, aage jhuki, uske haath utsuk, towel thoda sarka.Maine USB drive nikala, mere haath sthir, usse utha ke, chhota kaala stick roshni mein chamka. “Yeh hai,” maine kaha, uske chehre ko dekha, kamre ki shanti mere shabdon ko aur bada rahi thi. “Ismein kya hai?” usne pucha, uski awaaz confused, USB ko dekhte hue, uski ungliyan dhire se aage badhi, bag abhi bhi uski god mein. “Yeh ek video hai,” maine kaha, meri awaaz naram, uske haath mein dete hue, drive uske haath mein thanda. 


“Mukesh ne kaha ise laptop par dekhna.” “Woh mujhe video kyun dekhna chahta hai?” usne pucha, uski awaaz kaanpti, drive ko kas ke pakde hue. “Usne kaha yeh tujhe uski yaad dilayega,” maine kaha, meri awaaz sthir, sofa cheekha jab main hila. “Usne kaha yeh dekhna tere liye zaroori hai.” “Yeh zaroori kyun hai?” usne pucha, uski awaaz dheemi, uski aankhein chhoti, uske haath drive par kaanpte hue, bag dhire se khisak raha tha