Adultery Meri Pakiza Ammijaan Ka Bhrashtikaran

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CHAPTER 13


Meri mom ne aakhirkaar apni izzat kho di aur paap 
mein gir gayi.




Jab darwaza dheeme se khula, maa ke haath ke neeche jo thoda sa kaanp raha tha, to 
Gajendra wahan khada dikha — porch ki halki roshni mein uska chauda jism darwaze ko
 poora bhar raha tha, jaise koi bin bulaaya toofan ka badal. 


Woh sada shirt aur pant mein tha, lekin uski mojoodgi mein ek taakat thi, uski kaali 
aankhein maa ki aankhon se jud gayi, itni gehri nazar ki beech ka hawa bhaari ho gayi. 

Maa, Shahida, ek pal ke liye thithak gayi, haath abhi bhi knob par, abaya raat ke kapde 
ke upar dheeli lati hui jaise woh sone ki tayyari kar rahi thi. Ghar mein sannata tha, sirf
 bahar shehar ki door ki gunj aur dada ji ke kamre se halki kharratein sunai de rahi thi. 

Main hallway ke andhere mein se dekh raha tha, dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha, dar aur 
ek ajib si bechaini mujhe wahi khada rakhe hue thi. 

Yeh aadmi, yeh bahari jo hamari zindagi mein "madad" ke naam par ghus aaya tha — abbu
 ke bill aur dukaan ke liye — ab is ghadi ghar ke darwaze par khada tha. "Shahida," usne 
dheeme se kaha, awaaz mein halka sa hukm sa, "hum aise nahi chhod sakte. Aaj ke baad
 nahi." 

Maa ne peeche mud kar ghar ki taraf dekha, aankhein bedroom ki taraf daudti hui, chehre
 par fikr ki lakein aur gehri ho gayi. Woh bechain thi — darwaze par ungliyan kaanp rahi
 thi, wazan ek pair se doosre par badal rahi thi. 

Lekin kuchh aur bhi tha — gardan par laali chadh rahi thi, saansein thodi tez. Woh garam
 ho rahi thi, andar ek pyaas jag rahi thi jo bujh nahi rahi thi, gunah se ladte hue bhi. Store 
room ka woh chumban kuchh haram aag jala chuka tha, aur ab woh yahan tha to woh aag 
dheeme se sulag rahi thi. 

"Gajendra, please," woh fisfisayi, awaaz mein minnat thi lekin poori dil se nahi, "der ho gayi 
hai. Mera beta ghar par hai, mere walidain... yeh theek nahi. Tumhe jaana chahiye." Lekin
 usne darwaza band nahi kiya, peeche nahi hati. 

Uski nazar uske honthon par thami rahi, 
shayad us namkeen taste ko yaad kar rahi thi — uske bade lund ka jo usne pehle fisfisaya 
tha. 

Woh chahti thi ki woh use sharminda kare, uski haddon ko paar kare, galat hone ke 
bawajood us submission ka nasha de. Bechaini hi uski chahat ko aur tez kar rahi thi, ek 
uljha hua chakkar jo toot nahi raha tha. 

Mujhe yeh meri maa nahi lag rahi thi. Woh aurat jo mujhe deen ki kahaniyan sunati thi, jo 
hamesha parda karti thi aur ibadat karti thi — yeh woh nahi ho sakti thi. Jaise koi andhera 
us par chha gaya ho, jo uske akhlaq aur khwahishon ko badal raha ho. 

Kyon aisa laga? Kyunki jo Shahida main jaanta tha woh darwaza zor se band karti, madad ke
 liye chillati ya ,.' ka naam le kar usse rok deti. Lekin yahan woh use andar aane de rahi
 thi, jism ki bhasha ek bhook dikha rahi thi jo hamare imaan se takrati thi. 

Jaise shaitan ne uske kaan mein fisfisaya ho — abbu ki bimari se tanhai, Gajendra ki madad 
ki shukriya, sab ko is haram aag mein badal diya. 

Meri reedh ki haddi mein thand daud gayi,
 soch kar ki kya wahi cheez daadi ko Suraj ke saath, aunty Nafisa ko Mr. Ravi ke saath bhi lag
 gayi hai — hamare ghar par ek bala, jo deen ko andar se kha rahi hai. 

Gajendra bina poora dawat ke andar aa gaya, darwaza dheeme se band kiya. "Shahida, tum 
jaanti ho main kyon aaya hoon," usne kaha, awaaz naram lekin sakht, haath badhaya aur uski
 baanh chhui. Woh kaanpi lekin peeche nahi hati. 

"Store room mein woh chumban — woh sirf 
shukriya nahi tha. Maine mehsoos kiya, tumne kaise jawab diya. Tumhara jism jhooth nahi
 bolta." 

Maa ne zor se nigla, aankhein zameen par jhuk gayi. 






"Yeh galti thi," woh dheeme se boli, lekin awaaz mein yaqeen nahi tha. "Mera shohar hospital
 mein hai, zindagi se lad raha hai. Main kaise…?" Gajendra aur qareeb aaya, uski mojoodgi
 use gher rahi thi. 

"Kyunki tum insaan ho, Shahida. Tumne sab kuchh akeli uthaya hai — bill,
 dukaan, ghar. Maine madad ki kyunki mujhe parwah hai. Lekin humare beech kuchh aur hai.
 Batao, woh bistar kahan hai jahan tum apne shohar ke saath soti ho? Mujhe dikhao." 

Maa ka sir jhatke se upar utha, aankhein shock se phail gayi. "Kya? Nahi, Gajendra, yeh… 
yeh hadd paar karna hai. Main nahi kar sakti. Please, jao." Usne mana kiya, awaaz ab sakht, 
lekin woh peeche nahi hata. 

Usne uska haath pakda, pakad mazboot lekin pehle naram. 
"Dikhao, Shahida. Tum mujhe sach ke haqdaar ho. Jo maine Hussein ke liye kiya — tumhare 
liye." Woh peeche khichne ki koshish kar rahi thi, sir hila rahi thi. 

"Nahi, yeh mera ghar hai, mera shadi ka bistar. Yeh muqaddas hai." Lekin woh zid par ada 
raha, awaaz dheemi fisfisahat mein. "Muqaddas? Jaise aaj tumne mujhe chuma aur mera lund
 choosa? Jaise tumhare muh mein abhi bhi mera taste hai?" 

Usne use dheere lekin zid se hallway ki taraf khincha, aur woh mana karti rahi lekin kadam 
uske saath chal pade, ek majboor naach. Maa woh hadd paar kar rahi thi jo kabhi nahi paar ki
 — apne bedroom mein kisi aur mard ke saath, woh bhi ghair-'.. Yeh meri maa bilkul nahi
 thi; kuchh use control kar raha tha, uske faislon ke khilaf use nacha raha tha. Ab yeh 
possession sach lag rahi thi, stress aur lalach se paida shaitani asar, jo use sab kuchh dhoka
 dene par majboor kar raha tha. 

Jab woh bedroom ki taraf ja rahe the, Gajendra ne achanak peeche se use jakad liya, baanh 
kamar par lapet kar, use apne seene se chipka liya. Maa ne halki si saans li, jism pehle sakht 
hua. "Gajendra, ruk jao," woh fisfisayi, lekin haath uski baanhon par the, dhakel nahi rahe 
the. Usne uski gardan mein muh ragda, uski khushboo li — jasmine sabun aur hospital ki halki
 antiseptic ki mehak. 








"Tum kitni achhi lag rahi ho, Shahida. Kitni naram, kitni sachchi." Uske haath hilne lage, 
kamar se neeche, phir uski badi gaand ko raat ke patle kapde ke upar se pakda. Usne dheere
 se malish ki, gol gol goliyon ko dabaya, ungliyan thodi si dhansayi. 

"Yeh gaand… tumhari
 sabse pasandida cheez hai meri. Itni bhari, itni dawat dene wali. Maine kabhi _ 
gaand nahi pakdi — yeh jaise haram phal, isliye aur meetha." 

Maa ki saans ruk gayi, honton se halki karah nikli khud ke bawajood. "Aaahhh… Gajendra, aisa
 mat kaho. Yeh galat hai." Lekin uska jism dhoka de raha tha, thoda sa uski taraf jhuk gaya,
 bechaini pyaas mein badal rahi thi. 

Woh malish jari rakhe, haathon se golaiyan ghumata, dabata, woh curvy jo hamesha parde mein 
chhupi rehti thi. "Kyon lad rahi ho, Shahida? Tumhara jism yeh chahta hai. Kapde ke andar se
 garmi mehsoos ho rahi hai." Woh phir karahi, is baar zor se, "Oohhh… please, hum nahi kar sakte.
" Lekin uska virodh kam ho raha tha, kamar halke se uske haathon ke saath hil rahi thi. 

Gajendra dheeme se hanse, saans uske kaan mein garam. "Dekho? Tum karah rahi ho. Mujhe
 bedroom le chalo — is pyaas ko poora bujhao." Usne use aage badhaya, jakad mein use le jaate
 hue bedroom ke darwaze ki taraf. Usne use ghumaya aur chumban shuru kar diya jabki haath 
uski badi gaand pakad raha tha. 








Andar jaate hi, kamra sirf bedside lamp ki roshni mein, Gajendra ne use chhoda aur saamne kiya. 
Bistar peeche tha, saaf-suthra, woh quilt jo abbu ne anniversary par laya tha. "Ab, Shahida," usne
 kaha, aankhein chahat se gehri, "raat ka kapda utaro. Mujhe tumhe dekhne do." Maa thithki, 
haath seene par kapde pakde hue. 

"Nahi, main nahi kar sakti. Yeh bahut zyada hai. Mere ghar 
walon ka socho." Woh aur qareeb aaya, awaaz mein hukm aur behkawa mila hua. "Tum kar sakti 
ho, aur karogi. Tumne mujhe andar aane diya — ab rukna mat. 

Mere liye utaro, jaise store room
 mein chahti thi." Usne sir hilaya, lekin ungliyan kaanpti hui hem par pahunch gayi. "Gajendra, 
please… main shadi-shuda aurat hoon." "Aur ek chahat bhari aurat," usne jawab diya. "Dheere 
dheere karo. Dikhao jo Hussein miss kar raha hai." 

Ek gehri, kaanpti saans ke saath maa ne utarna shuru kiya. Pehle hem uthaya, calf dikhe — 
chamakti aur mazboot ghar ke kaam se. Phir ghutne, jaanghen, kapda skin ke saath sar-saraata 
hua upar chadha. Kamar par ruk gayi, hari panty jhalak rahi thi, lace wali, uski aam parda-dari
 ke khilaf. 






"Dekho? Tum temptation ke liye taiyar ho," Gajendra ne mazak kiya. Bahut laal hokar woh aage 
badhi, pet tak uthaya, naram pet dikha, phir upar hari bra tak — cup bhare hue boobs ko dabaye 
hue. Aakhir mein kapda sar se nikaala, baal bikhar gaye, raat ka kapda pairon ke paas gir gaya. 
Woh sirf bra aur panty mein khadi thi, uski nazar ke neeche nangi si. 

Uske boobs bahut bade the, bra ke kinaare se thoda bahar jhukte hue, hari lace unki bhari
 bharkam ko aur ubhaar rahi thi — shayad D-cup, har saans ke saath uchal rahe the. 

Uske bade gaand, ab sirf patli panty mein, ek nazara the: gol aur sakht, thoda hilte hue jab woh
 hili, gaand ke golaiyan kamar ke saath poore tarah milte hue, woh tabeei curvy jo abaya mein
 chhupi rehti thi. Gajendra ki aankhein bhook se ghoom rahi thi. "Khubsurat, Shahida. Yeh 
boobs… kitne bhari, kitne pake. Aur yeh gaand, ,.' ne tumhe bari rehmat di hai." 

Pehli baar, hallway ke crack darwaze se yeh sab dekh kar mera lund sakht ho gaya. Pant mein
 ek na-chahiye si khichav, khada ho gaya. Woh bhi tab nahi roki jab usne chumban shuru kiya. 






Main sharminda tha — gehri, jalta hua khud se nafrat. Yeh meri maa thi, ,.' ke liye, hamare
 ghar mein sharminda aur behkaya ja rahi thi. 

Mera jism kyon react kar raha tha? Jaise mujh 
par bhi wohi asar ho, koi andheri taqat jo na-chahiye chahat jagaa rahi thi. Kya yeh haram 
ka nasha tha? Ya wahi shaitan? Main bechain hua, use rokne ki koshish ki, lekin aankhein 
wahi thami rahi. 

"Ab bistar par chadho," Gajendra ne hukm diya, awaaz bhaari. Maa dheere se maani, bistar 
par charhi aur peeth ke bal let gayi, taangein band, baanh seene par, aakhri parda ki koshish
 mein. 

Woh do dilon mein thi — chehre par bechaini, lekin aankhon mein wohi garam chamak,
 jaanghen ek doosre se dabayi hui jaise pyaas ko rok rahi ho. Woh abhi bhi chup thi, chhat ko 
ghoor rahi thi, shayad dil hi dil mein dua maang rahi thi. Main chahta tha woh ruk jaye, 
cheekhe, kuchh bhi kare is paagalpan ko khatam karne ke liye 

Yeh sab dekh kar mera dil toot raha tha, lekin main wahan se harkat nahi kar pa raha tha. 






"Kyon itni chup ho, Shahida?" Gajendra ne poocha, bistar ke kinaare baithte hue. "Kya mujhe
 andar bulaane ka afsos ho raha hai?" Woh thoda sa sir ghumayi. 

"Main… darr rahi hoon. Yeh
 main nahi hoon. Lekin tumhare baare mein sochne se ruk nahi pa rahi." Usne muskuraya, 
poora bistar par chadh gaya, uske upar jhuk kar. "Achha. Darr ko bhula doon tumhe." 

Usne dheere lekin mazboot tareeke se uski taangein kholi, ghutnon par haath rakhe, taangein 
alag ki taaki hari panty ka geela hissa saaf dikhe. 


"Gajendra, ruk jao," woh fisfisayi. "Koi rukna
 nahi," usne kaha. "Poori tumhe dekhna hai." Usne panty ki kamar mein ungliyan daali aur 
dheere dheere neeche kheechi — kamar se, jaanghon se, ghutnon se guzarte hue, aakhir mein 
ek taang se latak kar gir gayi. 

Main ne aankhein band kar li — maa ki choot dekhne ke liye tayyar nahi tha, yeh meri 
masoomiyat par sabse bada hamla tha. Lekin wohi ajib si bechaini ne aankhein khol di. Mujhe
 dekhna tha, poora dhoka dekhna tha. Aur woh khoobsurat thi, haram tareeke se: saaf kaati 
hui kaali baal, gulabi aur sooji hui honth, choot se geela chamak raha tha, clit moti ki tarah 
jhalak rahi thi. 

"Behad khoobsurat," Gajendra ne dheeme se kaha. "Tumhari choot ek hunar hai, Shahida." Woh
 laal ho gayi. "Aise mat dekho." Usne sir jhukaya, jeebh nikaal kar uski choot chaati — neeche
 se shuru karke clit tak ek dheemi, lambi chaat. Maa ke jism mein current daud gaya, peeth
 bistar se uth gayi. 

"Aaahhh! Oohhh Gaaajeeendraaa aaaiiii ooaaiiiii" woh karahi, haathon ne 
chadar pakad li. Usne phir chaata, clit ke ird-gird gol gol jeebh ghumayi, phir dheere se choosa.
 "Oohhh… he Bhagwan," woh saans rokte hue boli, kamar aapne aap uth rahi thi. Usne aur
 gehraai, jeebh choot ke andar daali, uska ras chakha. "Itna meetha ras, jaise haram ke chhatte
 ka shahad." Maa zor se karahi, "Oohaahhh… Gajendra, bahut ho gaya." 

Usne nahi roka, balki ek ungli andar daali, phir do, ungliyan mod kar andar ki deewar ko ragda,
 woh sensitive jagah ko chheda. 

"Mehsoos hai? Ab tumhe cheekhna hai." Usne zor se ragda, 
andar-bahar, angutha clit par gol gol. Maa ki karahen tez hoti gayi, "Aaahhh! Oohhh haan… aur
 gehra." Uska jism tadap raha tha, taangein kaanp rahi thi, sukh ki lehren badh rahi thi. 

Phir woh seedha hua, pant ki zip kholi aur apna lund nikala — mota, nasa wala, chahat se sakht.
 Usne lund ko uski choot par ragda, sar geele honthon ke beech se guzarta hua. "Mere liye tayyar
 ho?" "Gajendra, hum nahi karna chahiye…" 

Lekin usne dhakka nahi diya. Ek dhakke mein andar
 ghus gaya, dheere dheere. Maa cheekhi, "Aaahhh! Gaajeendraa ruk jao ruk jao oohhhhh" — lekin
 dard mein nahi, sukh mein. 

Woh virodh nahi kar rahi thi; main jaanta tha woh chahti thi, kamar uski taraf uth rahi thi. Choot 
ka ras lund ko raah dikha raha tha, usse poora andar le rahi thi jab tak woh poora andar nahi 
ghus gaya, uske balls uski gaand se takra gaye. "Itni tight, Shahida. Jaise mere liye bani ho." 

Usne andar-bahar shuru kiya, pehle dheere, phir rhythm banaya. "Mehsoos hai? Hussein ne
 tumhe kabhi itna nahi bhara hoga." Maa karahi, "Oohhh… bahut achha lag raha hai, lekin yeh 
karna galat hai." 

Usne use sharminda kiya, aur gehra dhakka maara. "Galat? Ab tum meri randi ho na? Bimari 
wale shohar ko dhoka de rahi ho." Bistar hilne laga, har zor ke dhakke se cheekhta hua. Maa ki 
karahen lambi hoti gayi, "Aaahhh… oh Gajendra, aaahhh aaahhh pleeassee… lekin yeh galat hai,
 aaahhh!" Usne aur zor se choda, headboard deewar se takra raha tha. "Le lo, _ randi.
 Yeh hi to tum chahti thi." 






Ek dam maa ka phone baja — raat ke iss waqt sirf abbu ka ho sakta tha. Maa ki aankhein dar se 
phail gayi. "Ga… Gajendra please ruk jao… yeh Hussein hai, mera shohar call kar raha hai." Usne 
haath hilaya, dheeme karne ka ishara kiya. Lekin Gajendra ne shaitani muskurahat di, rukne 
ke bajaye dheeme lekin gehre dhakke marne lage. 

"Uthao. Use sunne do." Maa ne hichkichahat 
ke saath phone uthaya, saans phoolte hue boli. "Hello? Hussein… aaahhh aaaiiii. Haan jaan, main
 ghar par hoon." Gajendra ne chodna jari rakha, lund andar-bahar hota raha. 

Main yakeen nahi kar pa raha tha — maa abbu ko dhoka de rahi thi, jhooth bol rahi thi jab doosra 
mard uske andar tha. "Kaisa mehsoos kar rahe ho? Dawai ka asar hai?" usne poocha, awaaz mein
 karah rokne ki koshish. "Aaahhh… sorry, bas… khich rahi hoon, oohhh… din bhar thak gayi." Abbu
 ne shayad karahon ke baare mein poocha. 

"Nahi kuchh nahi… aaahhh, bas muscle mein khichav, 
oohaahhh… theek ho jaungi." Usne honth kaat liye, aankhein peeche mud gayi jab Gajendra ne 
gehra dhakka maara. "Main bhi tumse pyar karti hoon… shab bakhair." Phone phenk diya. 

Gajendra ne bahar nikala, use palat kar doggystyle mein kiya. "Ab ghutno par." Maa ne maan liya, 
gaand upar, choot khuli hui. Usne lund poora andar daala, jhuk kar uski peeth par chumban kiya. 

Maa (karahate hue, Gajendra ke gehre dhakke ke saath, veil thoda tedha, taangein bistar par
 khuli): Oohhh… Gajendra please… yeh bahut galat hai… ahhh… 

Gajendra (muskurate hue, kamar pakad kar zor zor se dhakke marte hue): Chup kar, Shahida
, tumhari pakiza chhoti randi. Tumhari tight _ choot mere lund ko aise pakad rahi hai 
jaise ***** ke liye bani ho. Aur gehra le, tum jaanti ho tum apne Khuda ko dhoka de kar yeh
 pasand kar rahi ho. 

Maa (saans rukte hue, aankhein band, gunah aur sukh mein): Nahi… mmm… main nahi kar sakti
… yeh haram hai… oh Khuda maaf karna… ahh… 

Gajendra (lund ko dheere bahar nikalta hua, uska geela lund choot se nikal kar ras ki dor bana 
raha): Dekho, ab bahar nikaal raha hoon. Yeh dekho — tumhara ras mere lund par. Lekin arey, 
yeh kya? (jhuk kar, gaand ke ched ko dheere se kholta hua) Tumhari chhoti si gaand mujhe aankh 
maar rahi hai. Itni gulabi aur sikudi, veil ke peeche chhupi. 

Maa (awaaz kaanpti, taangein band karne ki koshish lekin kamzor): Gajendra ruk jao! Wahan
 mat dekho… please, yeh ganda hai… ahh… mera mazhab iski ijazat nahi deta… main deendar
 _ aurat hoon, roz paanch waqt ,,., padhti hoon… yeh mere imaan ke bilkul khilaf 
hai… 

Main wahan khada dekh raha tha, bahut sharminda mehsoos kar raha tha. 






Gajendra (dheeme se hanste hue, chehra gaand ke ched se kuchh inch door): Haha, imaan? Tumhari 
deendar? Tum ghutno par randi ki tarah baithi ho, Shahida. Aur qareeb aata hoon — (lambi saans 
le kar soonghta hai) mmm, tumhari gandi gaand ki boo le raha hoon. Gunah ki boo hai na? Yahi se 
tumhari tatti nikalti hai, tumhari pakiza randi. Subah toilet par baith kar yahin se sab kuchh bahar 
karti hogi. 

Maa (jism kaanp raha, sharm se siskari): Oohhh… nahi, mat soongho… bahut sharam aa rahi hai… 
mera shohar ne bhi kabhi wahan nahi dekha, usne to chhoda bhi nahi… mmm… please Gajendra,
 rehem karo… yeh mujhe bahut sharminda kar raha hai… 

Gajendra (phir gehri saans le kar, naak lagbhag skin se lagate hue): Rehem? Ek dhokebaaz veili ke 
liye? Tumhari gaand ki khushboo aa rahi hai, Shahida — mitti jaisi, gandi, bilkul tumhari chhupi 
khwahishon ki tarah. Yahi se tum apna halal khana nikaalti ho. Socho agar tumhara imam jaan jaye
 ki uski nek behan ek kafir ko apni tatti wali jagah soonghne de rahi hai. 

Maa (karahate hue, aankhon mein sharam ke aansu): Ahhh… ya ,.'… yeh beizzati hai… main 
bahut sharminda hoon… ruk jao, yeh ek aurat ke liye theek nahi… ohh… mera imaan… maine kabhi
 itna ganda kaam nahi kiya… 

Gajendra (zor se soonghte hue, awaaz nikaal kar): Bahut achhi boo aa rahi hai tumhari gaand se,
 bimaar shohar ke peeche taangein faila kar. Sniff sniff — ahh, yeh khatti khatti boo tumhari tatti 
wali jagah se. Yeh tumhara sabse ganda hissa hai, Shahida, jahan se sab gandagi nikalti hai. Abaya 
ke neeche tum bas ek jhoothi toilet ho. 

Maa (awaaz toot rahi, kamar aapne aap hil rahi): Mmm… bas karo… yeh mujhe barbaad kar raha hai
… please meri izzat socho… ahh… mere bachche bhi mujhse munh mod lenge agar jaan jayenge… 
bas khatam karo aur chale jao. 

Gajendra (aakhri lambi saans le kar, phir thoda peeche hata kar uska laal chehra dekhta): Izzat?
 Tumne woh tab kho di jab mera maal nigla tha. Mmm, ek aur gehra soongh — haan, yahi woh jagah
 hai jahan se roz tatti nikalti hai. Tum bas ek tatti karne wali, ,,., padhne wali munafiq ho, 
Shahida. Kaisa lag raha hai jaan kar ki ek padosi jaise main tumhari sabse gandi boo ka maalik ban
 gaya? 

Maa (siskate hue, ek haath se chehra chhupate hue): Ahh… nahi… please ruk jao… main yeh sharam
 bardasht nahi kar sakti… oh Khuda… 

Maa karahi, "Oohhh… sambhal ke." Phir usne lund ko phir se choot par lagaya aur zor se andar daal 
diya. Usne be-rukawat choda, kamar gaand par thapad mar rahi thi, gaand ke golaiyan har dhakke 
se hil rahi thi. Uske boobs jhool rahe the, bra ke andar nipples sakht. "Aaahhh! Zor se… oohaahhh, 
bahut achha lag raha hai." "Le lo, Shahida. Tumhari gaand kitni khoobsurat hil rahi hai." 






Meri zindagi sach mein toot gayi yeh dekh kar — ghar bikhar raha tha, imaan chhoot raha tha. 
Ab Gajendra bistar par leta tha, lund khada. "Aao, mere upar chadho, meri khubsurat." Maa, ab 
bhookhi aankhon se muskurati hui, us par chadh gayi. "Nahi karna chahiye, lekin… mujhe zaroorat
 hai." 

Usne khud lund ko pakda, choot ke muh par lagaya aur dheere baith gayi. "Oohhh… itna bhara
 hua." Usne chadhna shuru kiya, tez tez, kamar ghumati hui, upar neeche. "Haan, aise hi… aaahhh,
 tum bahut bade ho." "Zor se chadho, Shahida. Apni chahat dikhao." 






Phir Gajendra karaha, "Main jhadne wala hoon." Maa ghabra gayi, "Andar nahi! Please." Lekin usne
 neeche se tez dhakke marte rahe. Aakhir mein maa uthi, lund bahar nikaala. Woh khush hokar 
jhad gaya, "Aaahh… haan!" sab uske pet par gir gaya. Dono gir pade, chumban karne lage — gehra, 
joshila, jeebh ek doosre mein, haath paseene wali khaal par. 

Raat ki hawa unke jism ko thanda kar rahi thi jab woh jakde hue lete the, saansein mil rahi thi. 
Maa ne ungli se uske seene par lakeer khinchi, pehle ki bechaini ab sukoon mein badal gayi thi. 

"Gajendra, humne kya kar diya?" woh fisfisayi, lekin halki muskurahat ke saath. Usne use aur qareeb
 kheench kar maatha chuma. "Humne kuchh sachcha paya hai, Shahida. Afsos mat karo." Unke honth
 phir mile, is baar dheeme, haram rishte ka maza lete hue. 

Main palat gaya, yeh manzar dimag mein jalta hua, sochta hua ki kya hamara ghar kabhi theek ho
 payega. 

Lekin kuchh minute baad unke chumban phir gehre ho gaye, haath dheeme dheeme ghumne lage. 
"Ab tum aur meethi lag rahi ho," Gajendra ne gardan par fisfisaya, halka sa kaat te hue. Maa dheeme 
se hanasi — woh awaaz itni ajnabi thi ki mera pet aur mor gaya. "Ruko, phir shuru kar doge." Lekin 
woh peeche nahi hati, ungliyan uske baalon mein phir rahi thi. 

"Shayad yahi chahti hoon," usne mazak 
kiya, use peeth ke bal palta, jism ek doosre se chipak gaye. Chumban garam ho gaya, jeebh ek doosre 
ko chakh rahi thi, chhoti karahen nikal rahi thi. "Shahida, tum nashili ho," usne chumban ke beech 
kaha. "Ek aisi dawa jo chhod nahi sakta." Woh saans le kar boli, "Aur tum meri kamzori ho… lekin iss
 waqt yeh bahut sahi lag raha hai." 

Woh thodi der ke liye alag hue, ek doosre ki aankhon mein dekhte hue. "Batao," Gajendra ne kaha, 
haath uski jaangh par pherte hue, "jab maine pehli baar madad ki thi tab kya tumne yeh socha tha?" 
Maa ne hichkichahat ke baad kaha, "Nahi… lekin bill, dukaan — tumhari madad ne mujhe kheench
 liya. Aur ab…" 

Woh chup ho gayi, use phir se kheench kar chumban kiya, honth naram aur zid bhare. Kamra unke pyar
 ki awaazon se bhar gaya — dheeme chhote chumban, fisfisahate lafz. "Meri khoobsurat _
 baighairat," usne kaha, jisse woh laal ho gayi. "Aisa mat kaho," woh halke se roki, lekin aur gehra
 chumban kiya. 

Jaise jaise woh aage badhe, maa ka haath uske jism par neeche gaya, uski muscles ko chhute hue. 
"Tum bahut mazboot ho… bilkul alag…" Woh ruk gayi, gunah ka ehsaas aaya, lekin Gajendra ne 
chumban se chup kara diya. "Tulna mat karo. Ab sirf hum hain." 

Unke gale aur qareeb aaye, jism jaise chumbak ki tarah jud gaye. Main aur nahi dekh saka, lekin 
awaazein mere kaanon mein goonjti rahi — unki hanasi aur saansein milti hui, chadar ka
 sar-sarahat jab woh hilte the. "Ek aur chumban," maa ne khelte hue kaha, lekin woh ek nahi, 
kayi ho gaye, ek silsila jo unke rishte ko aur mazboot kar raha tha. 

 

[Zenia]

Ekdum gajab update dala aapne yaar

[Harlot]

Awesome and erotic episode

[vulture]

Outstanding and mind blowing update

[Samreen khan]

Very hot story
Very good writer ji awsm update

Todhi Kami ye lgi story me

Nafisa Zainab bhi gajendara se sex krti


Shahida jaisa role dikhaya h full pak izzaaa kattar mazhabi uske sath sex lite hua

Uske sath kuch mazhabbbi hona tha
Add sindoor mangalsutar

[Lalu Mastan]

Awesome and mesmerising update

[Sonia Afruz]

Bahut badhiya ek garam aur kamuk update

[Saima Naaz]

Ekdum ashadaran aur dhamaka update

[Introvert]

Sensational and absolutely amazing update. Wonderful build up.

[Ishita]

Bahut bahut garam update