Adultery Mere papa ke boss ko meri mummy ki badi gaand pasand hai.

[Rana007]

Chamatkar,ashadaran aur ekdum amazing update

[The Enforcer]

Really extraordinary and brilliant writing skills. ✍️

[Taunje@#]

Garam update hai

[Nut Boltu]

Ekdum lajawab,danshu aur umda kahaani.

[Saima Naaz]

Jabardast aur masaladar update

[Akshra Singh]

Sexy aur ekdum kamuk writing ✍️

[Raghu]

Absolutely hot and erotic episode

[Deepak_bull]

CHAPTER 21

Davendra meri mom ko aise jagah pe chodna chahta hai jahaan mom ko pehle kabhi nahi choda gaya. Lekin woh jagah kaunsi hai?

Aakhirkaar mummy aur Davendra ki ghanton lambi gandi baaton ka ant hua.


Mummy ne khushi se saans bhari. “Theek hai my love, ab jaana padega. Sweet dreams, mujhe
nangi sochte hue sona. I love you Davendra ji. Muah.”

Kiss ki awaaz kar ke call kaat diya, phone seene se laga kar aankhein band kar li, jaise pehli
mohabbat mein giri teenager.


Main apni pajama ke upar se lund daba raha tha, sakht dard kar raha tha, lekin ekdum se haath
hata liya – khud se ghinn aa gayi. Mujhe ho kya gaya hai?

Woh uthi, sirf panty-bra mein, gaand har kadam par hilti hui bed ki taraf gayi, dono cheeks wobble
kar rahe the, white lace poori tarah se beech mein ghus gayi thi.

Bed ke kinare par ruk kar papa ko dekha – saaf nafrat se – hoth thoda chadhe, aankhein sikudi,
jaise woh koi bezar karne wali cheez ho, uski asli khushi ke beech rukaavt. Nafrat itni saaf thi,
jaise
papa ko nikamma, laayak-na samjhe, Davendra ke saamne jo usse zinda mehsoos karwata tha.












Phone dheere se nightstand par rakha, phir chadar ke andar ghus gayi, ab bhi khud mein
muskura rahi thi. Dheeme se khud se boli:


“Davendra ko nayi cheez kya karni hai? Kahaan daalna chahta hai lund? Kuchh wild hoga
… oh God, intezaar nahi hota.”


Phir khud se poochhti rahi: “Woh surprise kya hai Davendra? Woh nayi cheez jo kisi ne
kabhi nahi ki mere saath? Kuchh andhera, aisa jo mujhe line cross karwa de jisse wapas
nahi aa sakungi? God, soch-soch kar pagal ho rahi hoon – tere haath mere jism par aise
jo maine sirf chhupi kitabon mein padha hai.”


Meri maa papa ke bagal mein khud se baat kar rahi thi, kharrate lete hue bewakoof ke
saath.


“Chubhega? Aur maangne par majboor karega? Parwah nahi agar mana hai…
Davendra ko kuchh bhi doongi, sab kuchh, main usse pyar karti hoon. Chahe kitni
bhi gandi, ghinnoni cheez ho, woh jo achhi biwi ko sharma kar bhaga degi.”


Main hairaan tha – mummy aise khud se baat kar rahi thi, pehli baar notice kiya.
Woh jaari rahi: “Davendra ke liye poori phaela doongi, jo chahe le le, jism ka
woh hissa jo usse pasand ho, main lund ki pyaasi randi ban kar moan karungi.
Fuck, sirf soch kar hi geeli ho gayi… agar boobs ke saath kuchh ho, bandh kar
laal kar de?”








Woh khud hi gandi cheezein soch rahi thi. Yeh pehli baar dekha maine.


Phir aur: “Ya pairon ke saath, aise mangwaaye jo maine sapne mein bhi nahi
socha? Jo bhi ho, karungi. Davendra mujhe ganda kare, nishaan lagaaye,
sadak ki sasti randi ki tarah use kare. Mujhe itni zaroorat hai ki taste kar sakti
hoon… bas jaldi ho.”


Chadar ke andar hili, haath khud-ba-khud nange jism par, jaangh par pherne laga
jaise uska sparsh dhundh rahi ho. Saansein tez, aur gandi, awaaz tootne lagi.


Phir ekdum muh par haath rakh liya, papa ko dekha – woh ab bhi kharrate le rahe
the. Phir shant ho gayi, aankhein band kar li. So gayi.

Teen din beet gaye. Har raat mummy ka yeh ritual jaari raha, affair aur tez hota
gaya har chhupi baat aur chori chhuyaahat ke saath.


Pehli raat ke baad main bed par jaagta raha, chhat dekh kar, dil zor se dhadak raha
tha – darr aur gande intezaar ka mila-jula ehsaas.
Mujhe pata tha kuchh hone wala hai – mummy din bhar bechain thi, phone lagatar


bajta raha jise papa se chhupati rahi. Dinner par thodi zyada zor se hasi, table ke
neeche phone dekh rahi thi – mujhe pata tha Davendra hi tha, dor khinch raha tha.
Teesri raat main phir intezaar mein tha, chaadar ke andar sakht.


Poora din phone par thi – “dost se baat” ya “recipe dekh rahi hoon” ke bahane, lekin
laal gaal aur tez saansein jhooth bol rahi thi.
Papa 11 baje tak so gaye, main darwaze se jhaankne laga.


Corridor ki light jali, lambi parchaaiyaan – mummy pink hot pant aur loose top mein,
paaon ki aawaaz daba kar bathroom ki taraf ja rahi thi. Beech mein ruki, deewar se
tik kar phone kaan se lagaya, dheemi urgent awaaz mein.


Maine sun liya – Davendra se phone par.
“Oh Davendra ji, teri awaaz se hi meri gaand mein current daud gaya,” usne purred,

khali haath jaangh par pherte hue.
“Tujhe meri badi gaand se itna pagalpan kyun? Bata baby, kya karna chahta hai iske
saath?”


Main soch raha tha – gaand par itna focus kyun? Sirf size? Ya kuchh aur? Papa
kharrate le rahe the, bilkul bewakoof.


Main chhupte-chhupate paas gaya, bathroom ke darwaze ke paas, jismein thodi si
jhaank thi.


Mummy ne phone sink par tikaya, video call on. Pehle mirror mein selfies – top upar
kar pet dikhaya, phir thoda jhuk kar pink hot pant mein gaand.
Phir video call, Davendra ka chehra screen par, aankhein kaali lust se.






“Palat Prisha,” hukum diya, awaaz rough. “Wahi moti shadi-shuda gaand dikha. Hot
pant aur upar kheench – dikha kaise kapda kha jaati hai.”


Mummy ne palta, thoda jhuki. “Aise Davendra ji? Tujhe yeh badi gaand kitni pasand
hai na? Kyun itni? Kya karna chahta hai iske saath?”


Usne siski bhari. “Hila baby. Main tere jism ka woh hissa chodna chahta hoon jo kisi
ne kabhi nahi choda. Wohi mera surprise hai.”


Mujhe laga kuchh virgin jagah, mummy par ab bhi kuchh untouched? Andhera pet
mein ghoom gaya.


Mummy palti, aankhein badi. “Kya hai woh my love? Bata – kaunsa hissa jo kisi ne nahi
choda? Paaon ki ungliyaan? Kaano mein? Please, teen din se mar rahi hoon!”


Davendra ne andheri hasi hasi. “Abhi nahi randi. Jab lunga tab pata chalega. Ab gaand
hila aur panty utaar.”


Mummy ne muh banaya lekin palat kar sink par jhuk gayi. “Theek hai, lekin waada kar
ganda hoga. Mere jism mein jo chahe le sakta hai, mana hisse bhi. Chahe kitna bhi ganda
ho, main kutiya ki tarah chillaaungi.”


Idhar-udhar baatein, woh maangti rahi, woh chhedta raha.






“Bata Davendra, teen din se sirf tere surprise ke baare mein soch rahi hoon. Kal raat apne
bewakoof pati Kishore ke saath bhi sex kiya, lekin uska chhota sa nahi bhar paya. Tujhe
soch kar jhootha orgasm kiya.


Please bata de – kaunsa hissa chodna chahta hai!”
Woh vague raha. “Ek jagah jo tight hai, bilkul virgin, tujhe taare dikhaayegi.”
Usne saans roki. “Navel? Armpits? Kuchh ajeeb kinky? Bata!”


“Abhi nahi. Ab gaand hila.”
Mummy shikayat karti rahi lekin jhuk gayi.








“Tune mujhe itni badi randi bana diya Davendra. Pehle roz puja-path karti thi. Ab dekh,

pati so raha hai aur main tere liye moti gaand hila rahi hoon.”
Usne hasa. “Ab tu puja nahi, lund ki puja karti hai. Zor se hila. Cheeks baja.”


Woh neeche jhuki, hips tez pop kiye, gaand ke cheeks zor-zor se clap karne lage, bathroom
mein awaaz goonj rahi thi. “Aise? Meri badi gaand tere liye bounce kar rahi hai? Itni
mohabbat kyun? Surprise gaand ke saath hi hai na? Bata!”



“Ungli gaand ke beech mein daal, pink pant ke upar se, dheere rub kar.”
Mummy ne peeche haath kiya, crease par ungli pherne lagi. “Mmm aise? Kitna ganda
lag raha hai…”


Usne siski bhari. “Agar main usmein daal doon toh tu zindagi mein sabse zor se
chillayegi, aur maangegi.”
Mummy ne zor se rub kiya. “Mujhe parwah nahi – kar! Mere jism ka har hissa chod,
mujhe apni ghatiya randi bana.


Main tera naam chillaaungi, padosi sun lenge, itna jhadungi
ki fountain ban jaungi. Gehra thok, phaada de, garam paani se bhar de. Mujhe ganda,
used, barbaad mehsoos karwa!”


Mujhe laga mummy ab tak samajh gayi hogi ki Davendra kya karna chahta hai, lekin woh
ab bhi nahi samajh rahi thi. Main bhi confuse tha.
Woh poochhti rahi: “Woh cheez mere jism mein kabhi use hoti hai kya? Ya sirf tere liye
wait kar rahi hai?”


Usne vague hint diya: “Hamesha wahan hoti hai lekin ignore hoti hai, bilkul virgin tight,
nayi tarah se bhar degi tujhe.”
“Nathune? Kaano mein? Kuchh chhota ajeeb?”
“Nahi. Thoda neeche, chhupi hui, sharmaayegi jab lunga.”


Main bhi nahi samajh pa raha tha – hints ghuma rahe the.
Phir hukum: “Apni short seductive utaar. Strip kar meri randi.”
Mummy seedhi hui, phone ki taraf mud kar.


“Tune mujhe yeh bana diya Davendra –
seedhi-sadhi biwi se lund ki ibadat karne wali randi. Pehle poora dhak kar rehti thi, ab

tere hukum par nangi hoti hoon.”
“Dheere,” bola. “Maza dila.”


Usne thumbs waistband mein daale, kamar matkaayi, pink hot pant dheere-dheere
neeche, matching pink panty dikhayi. Kapda skin se chipka hua tha, utarte waqt snap
kiya, bhaari gaand bahar aayi, panty poori tarah cheeks ke beech gayab – itni badi
thi ki lace kha gayi.


“Wah,” Davendra siski bhara. “Teri gaand panty ko kha jaati hai. Palat – dikha kaise
beech mein gayab ho gayi.”


Mummy palti, kandhe se peeche dekha. “Dekha? Meri badi gaand teri wajah se
pagalpan hai. Kyun Davendra? Woh surprise isi ke saath hai na? Iske andar kuchh?”
Sabko obvious lag raha tha ki Davendra kya plan kar raha tha, lekin main bhi poora
nahi samajh pa raha tha, hints confusing the.


“Ab ganda dance,” hukum diya. “Twerk kar randi.”


Mummy ne hichkichaya. “Kabhi nahi kiya, bahut ganda hai. Pehle roz puja karti thi na.”
“Tu ab puja nahi, gaand hilati hai,” growl kiya. “Jhuk aur twerk kar. Cheeks baja.”
Usne saans li lekin jhuk gayi, haath ghutno par. “Theek hai, lekin sikha. Ek randi aise
karti hai?”






“Neeche baith, hips tez pop kar. Cheeks ko zor se takra.”
Pehle awkward lagi. “Aise? Kitna ganda lag raha… meri gaand kutiya ki tarah bounce
kar rahi hai.”


“Tez. Peeth aur tedhi kar – haan wah. Dekh gaand clap kar rahi hai. Tu meri gandi
kutiya hai ab.”


Woh tez ho gayi, cheeks zor-zor se clap, ghar mein awaaz goonj rahi thi. Main control
nahi kar paaya – nazara, awaaz, gandagi. Pajama ke upar se lund ragadne laga, rokne
ki koshish ki lekin garam lahra too strong thi. Thook muh se tapka, haath se ponchha,
lekin laga jaise tsunami aa gaya. Harami hoon main, apni maa ko dekh kar muth maar
raha hoon.


Aur mummy ke dimaag mein woh khud ko randi samajh rahi thi. Mujhe woh sadak wala
aadmi yaad aa gaya – “tu randi ki aulaad hai” – ab samajh aa raha tha, meri yeh
ghatiya adat usi ke khoon se aayi thi, uski randi-adat mujh mein bhi ghus gayi thi.
Mummy saans phoolte hue poochhi, awaaz kaanp rahi thi:


“Kal kab aa raha hai
Davendra? Mujhe teri zaroorat hai… andar itni buri tarah ki saans nahi le pa rahi.
Har minute bina tere saza lagti hai.”


Davendra ki gehri hasi speaker se aayi. “Kal shaam meri jaan. 4 baje jet mein baithunga.
7 baje tere darwaze par, aur 7:30 tak tujhe nazdeek ke furniture par jhuka kar tera
naam chillaaungi, padosi bhi sun lenge ki yeh shadi-shuda chut kis ki hai.”


Mummy ne beqabu siski bhari, jaanghein daba li. “Waada kar baby… sidha yahan
aa jaayega. Jai ko dost ke ghar bhej dungi, Kishore ko sar dard ka bahana, kuchh
bhi. Bas aa kar barbaad kar de.”
“Abhi hotel ke mirror ke saamne khada apna lund hila raha hoon,” growl kiya.


“Soch raha hoon yeh moti gaand bounce karegi jab main apna haq lunga.”
Mummy ki saans atki. Woh mirror ki taraf palti, phone upar kiya, dheere haath side
se neeche, kamar ke curve par, phir gaand ke neeche se pakad kar meat uthaya,
ungliyon mein bhar kar chhoda.


“Is gaand ki baat kar raha hai?” dheemi lust bhari awaaz. “Yeh badi besharam
shadi-shuda gaand jo tune apna toy bana diya? Phir bata… kal raat iske saath kya karega?”






Davendra ki saansein bhaari. “In cheeks ko itna phaelaunga ki tu woh jagah bhi
mehsoos karegi jahan kisi ne kabhi nahi dekha. Aur phir tere jism ka woh hissa
chodunga jo kisi ne kabhi nahi choda. Virgin hissa Prisha. Tight, mana, sirf mera
intezaar kar raha.”


Mummy ke ghutne ladkhadaye. Sink par haath tikaya, shocked siski. “Virgin hissa?
Oh my God… Davendra… tu sach mein mujhse woh cheez lega jo mere bees saal
ke pati ne bhi kabhi nahi liya?”


“Har inch,” waada kiya. “Tujhe dheere kholunga, stretch karunga, rulaunga, maangne
par majboor karunga aur shukriya bhi dilaunga. Aur jab us untouched jagah mein
poora ghus jaunga, itna paani bhar dunga ki dinon tak mehsoos karegi.”


Mummy ka poora jism kaanp gaya. Usne maatha thande shishe par tikaya, aankhein
band. “Ab mujhe parwah nahi kya hai,” tooti awaaz mein confess kiya.


“Muh, chut, jo bhi secret jagah tune dhundi… tera hai. Mujhe ganda kar, jis tarah
socha bhi na ho. Chillaaungi, rungi, zindagi ka sabse tez jhadungi. Bas… kal kar de please.”

[Lalu Mastan]

Super sensational and sensual update

[Lalusingh509]

Ab dekhana hai next part ka sex seen aur bete ko kuch milta hai ki nhi is part me bete Devendra ko napusank bna de aur video bna undono sex kerte time phir new number ya apne number se blackmail kre apni randi mom ko mza aayage

[Vicky007]

Just superb and extremely hot writing! Hats off.

[Kaalachan.]

Dashing,danshu story

[Ayush01111]

Kya beta chuck banega ki maa ki gand faad dega

[hotboy007]

Really mind blowing and mesmerising update.

[Ayush01111]

Ab dekhana hai next part ka sex seen aur bete ko kuch milta hai ki nhi is part me bete Devendra ko napusank bna de aur video bna undono sex kerte time phir new number ya apne number se blackmail kre apni randi mom ko mza aayage

I think same but as per story only boss enjoy i think bete ko luch nahi dene wala writer

[Sabrina.]

Bahut badhiya update,bahut bahut badhiya writing.

[Peeping Tom]

Superb and extremely hot writing ✍️

[Lalusingh509]

I think same but as per story only boss enjoy i think bete ko luch nahi dene wala writer

Bhale hi writer bete ko sex kerna na da but Devendra uski mummy ko nashe ki halat me chode bilkul wild ke trha aur sperm ander hi Dale puri raat bhar pele tab extra mza aayega phir se pregnant kerde mummy ko Devendra

[Jetstream]

Bhaii apki story to baut mast hain yeh jo plane vale update tha tab tak usme triller aur maza tha par yeh jo 2 last ke updates hain usme voh trill aur maza nahi hain voh prisha ka besharam andaz missing hain tumari story famous isi liye hui kyu ki tum ne naye idea use kiye jesi ki toilet aur cottage vala please vese hi naye idea use karo aur prisha ko besharam banav yeh phone pe baato ka topic rakho par short me itna badha nahi aur ek baat please prisha ki chudai uske bete se maat karvana prisha ki chudai only aditya se karvau aur haan uske liye comany ka anual function ya usko devendra ki secretery vese kuch idea use kar sakte hain . Baki overall story baut mast hain please jaldi update dete rehna

[Jetstream]

Bhaii story toh mast hai