Adultery Meri Pakiza Ammijaan Ka Bhrashtikaran

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CHAPTER 23


Meri apni maa ko ab mere papa ki koi parwah nahi rahi, woh Gajendra ke
lund se pyar karti hai.




Gajendra ka sir Ammi ki raanon ke beech neeche jhuka, uski zubaan uski chut par dheere dheere chhedkhani 
kar rahi thi, pehle dheere se outer honthon par lambi, sust strokes, jisne uska jism bistar se upar utha diya.
 Kamre ki hawa uski uttejana ki boo se bhari thi, pehle wali jasmine khushboo ke saath mili hui, mddham lamp 
ki roshni mein nasha chha raha tha. 

Woh tareeka badalta raha, pehle naram, chhedne wali laps jo mushkil se clit ko chhuti, usko kaampne deta,
 phir zor se, sensitive bud ke ird-gird chakkar. 

Ammi ki karahen turant nikli, lambi aur bina
 rok tok. "Aaaah... oooohh... haan, wahi," woh saans ruk kar boli, haath chadar pakad kar 
jakadte hue jab woh gehra gaya, muh uski folds par dheere choosta, phir zubaan ki nok se
 tez tez hilata. 

"Oh, Shahida, teri chut khudaayi hai— itni geeli, itni jawab deti," Gajendra uski chamdi par 
mutter kiya, garam saans chhed rahi thi. "Maza aata hai, meetha aur bhara hua. Main raat
 bhar kha sakta hoon." 

Ammi ki kamar khud ba khud uchhli, shabdon se utsaah deti hui. "Mat ruk, Gajendra...
 aaaahh... ooohhh... zor se chato, please. Har jagah mehsoos karao." 

Mere chhupne ki jagah se, crack door ke chhote se ched se jhaankte hue, main hairan tha—
 meri apni Ammi, aise tadap rahi, chehra khushi se bikhar raha jab yeh bahar wala us par 
dawat kar raha tha. 

Woh itni khule taur par, itni zor se kyon karah rahi thi, woh lambi awaazein jaise minnat? 
Yeh sirf khushi nahi thi; yeh chod dena tha, poora samarpan, baaki sab bhool kar. 

Woh karahen uska woh pehlu dikhaati thi jo maine kabhi socha nahi— kachcha, janwar sa, 
roz ki parda wali shakal se utara hua. Woh mujhe jhatka deti thi kyonki yeh dhoke ko insani 
banati thi sabse gehre tareeke se, gunah ko sunne layak, chhoone layak, nazar andaaz nahi. 

Phir bhi, jab uski "aaaaahhhh... ooooohhhh" kamre mein goonji, main nazar nahi hata saka, 
meri saans uske saath ruk rahi thi. 

Gajendra ne sir thoda uthaya, honth chamakte hue. "Dekh teri yeh khoobsurat baalon wali 
chut, Shahida. Itni natural, itni jaangli. Mujhe pasand hai yeh kaale ghungraale baal ise 
frame karte hain— tujhe aur sexy banaate hain, asli aurat ki tarah, koi mundi gudiya nahi." 

Ammi ne neeche dekha, gaal aur laal, lekin sharma nahi. "Tumhe sach mein aisa pasand hai?
 Zyadatar mard... aaaah... ooohh... ise saaf chahte hain." 

Woh hanse, ungliyan naram baalon mein pherte hue. "Mujhe nahi. Yeh baal perfect hain— 
naram, bulawa dete. Aur teri gaand... oh, uske ird-gird yeh baalon wala ring mujhe paagal 
bana deta hai. Itni haram, peechli hafte maari to dheeli lag rahi hai. Bet Hussein ne kabhi 
iski qadr nahi ki aise." 

Uski karahen dheemi hansi mein mili siskiyon ke saath. 

"Oooohhh... aaaah... aisa kehna bura hai. Lekin haan, woh kabhi... wahan dhyan nahi diya.
 Tu mujhe mehsoos karata hai chaahi hui, woh hisse bhi jo main chhupati hoon." 

Jab woh baat kar rahe the, Gajendra ka haath neeche ghooma, beech ki ungli uski gaand 
par chakkar lagati hui phir dheere andar dabayi, inch inch. Ammi ki aankhein phaili, jism 
tan kar phir dheela, woh andar kar raha tha geele pan se slick. 

Woh dheere ghumata, tight garam mehsoos kar, uske ird-gird jakad. Nazara jadoo sa tha— 
uski moti ungli us haram Ammi ki gaand mein gayab, thoda failati hui, use tadpaati dard
 aur badhti khushi mein. 

Woh andar bahar karta, har baar gehra, naram deewaron ko chhedta, ungli mor kar 
sensitive nas ko chhoota jisne usko zor se saans rukne di. 

Yeh jaldi nahi thi; woh maza 
leta, uske reactions dekhta, doosri ungli thodi der daal kar hadd dekhta phir ek par wapas, 
scissor kar ke kholta. Ammi ki karahen tez hui, "Aaaaahhhh..uuuuhhhhh. oooohhh... itna
 gehra, Gajendra... ajeeb lekin acha lag raha." 

Woh dheere ungli gaand se nikaali, honthon par la kar dheere chata, aankhein us par 
tikayi. "Mmm, teri gaand ka maza bhi gunah jaisa, Shahida. Mitti sa, haram. Tu puri
 ascharya bhari hai." 

Woh dekhti rahi, aadhi hairan, aadhi uttejit. "Tum... tumne sach mein kiya? Meri gaand 
itni gandi hai." 

"Gandi? Yeh maze daar hai kyonki tu hai," woh hanste bola. "Aur karna chahiye is tight 
chhoti gaand ke saath. Soch meri zubaan wahan agli baar." 

Ammi honth kaati, awaaz bhari. "Shayad... aaaah... ooohh... lekin sirf agar waada kare
 dheere rehne ka. Tune mujhe itna badal diya hai." 

Zabardast awaaz mein, Gajendra khada hua, pant pehle hi utari hui, sakht lund fakhr se
 khada. "Ab, Shahida, ghutnon par baith aur mera lund choos. Dikha kitna chahti hai." 

Woh ruk nahi, khushi ke dhundhle se uth kar bistar par jhuk gayi jab woh kinaare khada.
 Uska muh use lapet liya utsaah se, honth motai ke ird-gird fail kar bob karti hui, gehra 
lete hue gande, utsaah wale choos. 

Thook thodi kinare beh rahi thi jab woh zor se karti,
 zubaan sir par chakkar, phir nasen par. 

Jab Ammi uska lund choos rahi thi, uske dimag mein apne vichar the jab woh choos rahi thi, 


Oh Khuda main phir se, ghutnon par hamare shadi wale bistar par— wohi bistar jahan 
Hussein aur maine qasmein khai thi, Gajendra ka dhadakta lund choos rahi hoon jaise bebas
 randi jab mera shauhar baithak mein kharrate bhar raha hai, be-khabar. Lekin ab kyon 
rukna? Maine pehle se itna bura kar diya hai na? 

Hospital mein usko chumban karna Hussein ke soye hue paas, store room mein uska cum
 nigalna, usko meri gaand soonghne aur be-izzat karne dena jaise koi janwar... yeh sirf aur 
ek boond gunahon ke samundar mein. 

Agar maine imaan aur ghar ko itna gehra dhoka diya hai, to ek aur choosna kya? Jaise maine 
yeh barbaadi kamai hai— main sadi hui chhinal hoon, kehte hain na? Haan, zindagi mein itna
 acha karne ke baad, wafadari se ,,., padhna, saalon se farz nibhaana, main is haram
 khushi ki haqdaar hoon. Dozakh ki aag jo jalaai hai usse wapas nahi. 

Aur Gajendra sahi kehta hai mujhe chhinal keh kar— sach hai, andar se. Main chhinal hoon 
na? Bahar deendar _ Ammi, andar gunahgar kutiya jo haram lund ki pyaasi. Ise 
normal banana... sahi lagta hai. Sabke raaz hote hain; main kyon alag? Nafisa ne kaha sab 
auratein chhinal hoti hain farishte banne ka natak— shayad woh sahi hai. 

Ab qabool karti hoon: main chhinal hoon, poori tarah. Aur inkaar nahi. Yeh mujhe utna hi 
jachta hai jitna veil, yeh chhinal wala pehlu jo saalon chhupaya. Ise apnana sharam ko 
kam karta hai, gunah ko lust ki aag bana deta hai. Haan, Shahida, tu chhinal hai, aur theek 
hai— apna ise, in chori hue lamhon mein define kar. 

Mmm, choosti raho, mat ruk... uska lund itna bada, honth faila deta, nasen zubaan par 
dhadakti. Hussein se kabhi itna bada nahi tha, mota jaise haram phal jo sah nahi sakti. Aur
 maze daar— namkeen, bhara hua, uski andon ki paseene ki boo jo muh mein paani laati hai.
 Kyon itna acha maza? 

Lekin Ya Rabb, apne shauhar Hussein ko dawai dena... yeh aakhlaq se khali tha na? Uske
 hukm par chai mein goliyan daalna, dekhti hui usko neend aate, taaki hum kamre mein 
chupke aa sakein. Main rakshas hoon, biwi jo apne shauhar ko zeher deti hai jaldi chudai 
ke liye. Kitni neeche gir sakti hoon? 

Aur woh ab aaram se kharrate bhar raha hai, kuchh na jaanta. Yeh bade faaide ke liye— 
meri aqal, mahinon se na poori hui zarooratein. Is gandagi ko normal karo: main acche biwi 
ban kar wapas nahi ja sakti; woh kashti chal gayi. Har hadd paar ki Ammi aur biwi ki— dhoka
, jhooth, dawai, khud ki be-izzati. Ab fikar nahi; sab bade gunah kar diye, rooh barbaad, 
paakizaagi ki umeed khatam. Bachane ko kya bacha? 




Woh jaangli thi— janwar si— thoda ghabrayi lekin aage badhti, haath uske andon ko pakad 
kar pehle dheere masalti, phir ek ek karke muh mein choosti, chatti aur slurp karti bina
 sharm. Gajendra karaha, haath uske baalon mein.

"Arre, Shahida, tu kamal hai. Ab pro ki
 tarah choos rahi. Mujhe fakhr hai— us seedhi _ biwi se meri poori chhinal ban gayi. 
Dekh kitna aage aa gayi, mera lund aise chahti hui." 

Woh sach mein keh raha tha, awaaz mein barbaadi ki khushi. Deendar aurat jo roz paanch 
waqt ,,., padhti thi ab yeh, ghutnon par use kha rahi bina sharm. Usne usko banaya, 
kadam kadam, khwahishon ko jagaya jo imaan aur farz ke neeche dabayi thi, usko apna
 khilona bana diya. 

Gajendra bistar par let gaya, use kheench kar. "Idhar aao, chhinal. Mujh par sawar ho ja." 

Ammi ek pal nahi ruki— utsaah se upar chadh gayi, uski kamar par baith kar bhookh jo 
khud ko bhi hairan karti thi. Uski pink raat ki dress poori upar, poora nanga kar rahi jab 
woh position li. 

Uski harkat bebas thi, paagal si, haath uske seene par tik kar dheere neeche. Jaise sab 
rok tok toot gaya; majboor shamil se lekar bhookhi hamlaawar, jism sambhal liya. Pehle
 us par ragdi, sir se chhedti, phir poora andar. 

"Khuda, Shahida, tu itni bhookhi hai," woh chheda, haath kamar par. "Jaise garam kutiya. 
Mujhe sambhalne bhi nahi deti." 

Woh karahi, chalna shuru. "Aaaah... ooohh... haan, main bhookhi hoon. Lekin aise
 sharminda mat kar— yeh teri galti hai mujhe aisa banaya. Bas... mujhe mehsoos kara." 

Woh dheere hanse. "Oh, karunga. Lekin qabool kar— meri chhinal banne mein maza aata
 hai." 

Jab woh haath se uska lund chut mein daal rahi thi, base pakad kar theek jagah, thoda
 winch ki. "Oooohhh... aaaah... tera lund itna bada, Gajendra. Har baar faila deta... thoda 
dard deta lekin itna acha." 

"Bura keh jitti marzi," woh upar dhakka maarte bola. "Lekin tu leti hai jaise tere liye bana. 
Aur kya? Bata." 






Woh sawar hui, pehle dheere lekin tez hoti hui, kamar gehre chakkaron mein ghumati bistar
 chirchirane lagi. Ab tez, uchhalti, badi gaand uski raanon par thapakti har neeche. Paseena 
chamdi par, choochiyan kapde ke neeche hilti, kamra unke milne ki geeli awaazon se bhara. 

Yaad aaya— yeh Ammi aur Abbu ka bistar tha, muqaddas jagah jahan woh chupke raatein 
baantte, ,,., padhte, hamare mustaqbil ke sapne dekhte. 

Ab jaise randikhana, bahar 
wale se maila, chadaren gunah se silwaton bhari, hawa sukoon ki bajaye karahon se bhari.
 Yeh sab barbaad ka nishaan: shadi ka ghar gunah ka adda ban gaya, Abbu ke bharose ka 
mazaak jab woh paas mein. 

Gajendra ne upar dekha, muskurate. "Bata, Shahida, Hussein ka chhota lund kabhi aisa 
mehsoos karata hai?" 

Woh ruk gayi, aankhon mein sharam. "Nahi... aaaah... ooohh... kabhi nahi. Woh ab kamzor 
hai." 

"Aur tera beta? Kya sochega apni deendar Ammi ko doosre mard ke lund par sawar?" 

Uski raftar thodi ruk gayi. "Mat... use mat laao. Lekin... oooohhh... aaaah... ruk nahi sakti.
 Bahut acha lag raha." 

Mere jhaankne se, main pant ke upar se lund ragad raha tha, paagal ki tarah mutth maar
 raha nazare se. Haath tez tez, ragad sharamnaak badhti jab woh uchhal rahi thi. 






Beta hone ki izzat aur sharaf khatam— apni Ammi par jhaank raha, uski be-izzati par
 maza le raha. Main kaisa aadmi? Nakam, ganda, woh rishta barbaad jo muqaddas hona 
chahiye tha. 

Phir bhi fikar nahi; Ammi aur Gajendra ke saath mere gunah itne oonche— chumban dekhe,
 chudai, ab yeh— wapas mudna namumkin. Darr ko normal kiya, har chupke dekhi cheez
 mujhe aur be-his kiya, uttejana aur khud nafrat ke chakr mein phansa. 

Ammi utsaah deti rahi, shabd nikalte. "Zor se chod mujhe, Gajendra... aaaah... ooohh...
 sab de de. Mat ruk." 

Woh badli hui thi, barbaad, aakhlaq se maili— pehle imaan ki misaal, ab haram mein 
maza leti, rooh lust se maili jo har sikhawat par bhari. Yeh aankhon mein, harkaton mein
, gunah ko bina poore pachtaave ke apnati. 

Uska lund uski chut mein zor se ghusta, neeche se thapakti, zor se jhatke deta, failata 
hadd tak, jism hilata. 

"Teri chut perfect hai, Shahida— itni tight, itni utsauk," woh tareef ki. "Mujhe doodh ki
 tarah choosti." 



  




"Aaaah... ooohh... main itni bekaar chhinal hoon," woh khud ko neeche girati, tez sawar.
 "Aise ghar ko dhoka de rahi... mera shauhar kharrate bhar raha jab main tujhe chod rahi.
 Hamara ghar mazaak hai— Hussein itna kamzor mujhe poora nahi karta, mera beta
 be-khabar. Main woh randi jo sab barbaad kar rahi." 

Gajendra utsaah deta, gehra dhakka. "Haan, zor se bolo. Tu ab meri randi hai. 

Us kamzor shauhar ko bhool." 

Main hairan, thoda gussa uske lafzon par— Abbu ko, hamare ghar ko aise kachra? Lekin
 phir bhi haath chalta raha, pani badhta. Jaanta tha Ammi sadi hui, andar se barbaad, 
temptation se kharab, ab woh aurat nahi jise main izzat deta tha. 

Achanak, Gajendra ne tez ghumaya, mazboot baahon se palat kar neeche daala. Bistar 
hila jab woh position liya, uski taangein kamar par lapeti. "Ab meri baari," woh garjaya,
 zor se chodna shuru, bina rukawat. 

Ammi minnat karti, saans rukti. "Dheere, Gajendra... aaaah... ooohh... ek baar mein bahut
 zyada. Naram reh... meri chut itna sakht nahi le sakti turant." 

Woh sharminda karta, na rukte. "Naram? Teri jaise kutiya ke liye? Tu gandi zaniya hai, lund 
bhookhi dhokebaaz, be-imaan chut jo maang rahi." 

Kamra— pehle muqaddas, jahan Ammi aur Abbu pyaar bhare aalingan, Quran padhte, hamare
 mustaqbil ke sapne— ab poora maila. Behurmati, woh takiye jo Abbu ke sir ko sahara dete
 ab uski karahon ko, gadde par sukoon ki bajaye gunah ka bojh. 



  


Taqat Gajendra ke dhakkon mein, kamar zor se thapakti, har ghusav gehra aur mazboot, 
uski chut ko hadd tak failata, jism jhatke deta. 

"Teri chut perfect, Shahida— itni tight, itni bhookhi," woh tareef. "Mera lund doodh k
i tarah choosti." 

Woh bina sharm boli. "Aaaah... ooohh... main tujhse pyar karti hoon, Gajendra. Usse zyada.
 Mujhe chod jaise haq hai." 

Jab woh lay mein kho gayi, aankhein dhundhli, kamar paagal ki tarah milti, main sharam 
se maza le raha tha, mutth unki raftar ke saath. Phir woh karaha. "Qareeb hoon, Shahida.
 Andar pani chhodna chahta." 

Woh hairan, dhakelne ki koshish. "Nahi! Andar nahi... aaaah... ooohh... kahin aur chhod, 
bistar par. Khatra nahi le sakti." 

Woh mazboot pakda. "Pani kyon barbaad? Tujh mein hi hai." 






"Please, Gajendra... bahar nikaal. Pet par ya kuchh." 

"Nahi," woh zid karta. "Chahta hoon teri gaand andar bahaye. Woh tight, baalon wali ched
— mujhe bharne de." 

 

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1. Son helps neighbour to get mom
2. Biwi mere, par bacha kisi aur ka (ended with suspense).

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