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

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Main agle din apne kamre mein utha. Subah ki roshni pardiyon se chhan rahi thi jaise dheere se yaad dila rahi ho ki kal raat sach mein hui thi. Mera dil abhi bhi thoda zor se dhadak raha tha us yaad se jab main bistar ki chaddar ke andar hil raha tha. 

Mera lund sukhe veerya se bhara hua tha, chipchipa aur sakht meri jaangh se satta hua jahaan woh moti dhaaron mein nikal aaya tha mere tez hastmaithun ke dauran. Maine itna zor se mutth maar li thi Davendra ko mummy Prisha ki badi almari wale kamre mein uski gaand mein chodte hue dekh kar ki main kai baar jhad gaya tha. Mera haath upar neeche mere lund par itni tezi se chal raha tha ki woh kharash ho gaya tha, sab kuch apne upar bahaate hue jab main gali ke andhere mein chhupa hua tha. 

Bhagwan, yeh meri poori zindagi ka sabse garam nazara tha jo maine kabhi dekha. Davendra, woh mazboot aur atma vishwas se bhara harami, ne mummy ko bistar ke kinare jhuka kar rakha tha. Uski badi rasili gaand ke dono hisse faad kar khol diye the aur woh apna mota nasdar lund uski tight gaand mein gehraai se dhakke maar raha tha. 

Woh garam mardangi mein randi ki tarah siskariyan bhar rahi thi, uski awaaz bhari aur bechain, usse minnat kar rahi thi ki mat rukna. “Meri gaand aur zor se chodo Davendra… ise khol do… tumhara lund wahan pehle se kahin zyada achha lagta hai.” 

Woh usko lagatar dhakke maar raha tha, uske ande har dhakke ke saath uski geeli chut ke honthon par thap thap kar rahe the. Uski gaand usko itna kas kar pakad rahi thi jaise sirf uske lund ke liye bani ho. Mummy ki badi gaand har zor ke dhakke ke saath hil aur lahar le rahi thi, paseene aur tel se chamak rahi thi jo usne itni aasani se andar ghusaane ke liye lagaya tha. 

Abhi bhi mere dimaag mein woh geele gande awaaz goonj rahe the – uske lund ka uski gandi gaand ko kholte hue chapchap ki awaaz, uski saansein poori tarah se khushi ki cheekhon mein badal rahi thi. Aur is sab ke beech mera bewakoof papa Kishore bagal wale kamre mein bhojan table par behosh pada tha, bewakoof ki tarah kharate le raha tha jab mummy ne uske paani mein kuch mila diya tha. 

Woh kabhi hila bhi nahi. Papa ne mummy ki gaand zindagi mein kabhi nahi chodi thi – ek baar bhi nahi. Woh ek bilkul bekaar aadmi tha, hamesha bahut naram, bahut saadhaaran, chut mein jaldi jhad jaane wala aur phir karwat le lene wala. Usne kabhi mummy ki gandi gaand ko apna nahi banaya jaise ek asli mard ko karna chahiye. Davendra ne usko apna samajh kar liya tha, papa ke saamne hi mummy ko poori tarah gaand ki randi bana diya tha. 

Yeh farak ne mujhe kal raat aur bhi zor se jhadne par majboor kar diya tha. Mera lund phadak raha tha jab main mummy ki gaand ko toote hue aur Davendra ke garam veerya se bhare hue dekh raha tha. Main wahan lambi der tak leta raha, sirf us yaad mein saans lete hue, mera haath apne aap sukhe veerya par fer raha tha mere lund par, us nishaan ko mehsoos kar raha tha ki main kitna uttejit hua tha. 

Aakhir mein main bistar se pair bahar nikaala. Mera shareer abhi bhi bachi hui uttejna se kamp raha tha. Maine ek dhila kurta aur chhoti patloon pehen li, andar kuch nahi pehna aur chupke se apne kamre se bahar nikal gaya. Ghar abhi bhi zyadatar sannata tha sirf thande hawa ke machine ki halki gun gun ke alawa. Main gali se unke kamre ki taraf badha, mere nange pair thande farsh par dheere pad rahe the. Mera dimaag sab kuch dohra raha tha jo maine dekha tha – har dhakka, har siskari, har baar jab mummy ne Davendra ka naam liya tha jaise uske lund se mohabbat kar rahi ho. 

Baithak ke paas se guzarte hue main khule darwaze par ruk gaya aur wahan tha – mera papa Kishore, abhi bhi sofa par jhuka pada tha jahaan mummy ne usko table se ghaseet kar laayi hogi. Woh bahut bechara dikhta tha, muh thoda khula, thodi laar uski thodi par, kurta silvata hua aur baal bigde hue. Main wahan bahut der tak khada raha, sirf usko dekhta hua. Mere vichar ek gehri aur bahut bhaari ghrina ki lehron mein badal rahe the. Bhagwan, woh kitna bewakoof tha. Itna poora bewakoof. 

Papa ko kaise pata nahi chala jo uske apne ghar ke andar ho raha tha? Uske paas itni sundar patni thi jiska shareer use hone ke liye tadap raha tha – badi choochiyan, chaudi kamar, aur woh badi sundar gaand – aur woh usko sirf ghar ka kaam karne wali samajhta tha jo uska khana banaye aur kapde samet de. Usne kabhi dekha nahi ki woh aur zyada chahti thi, ki uski aankhein kaise chamak uthti thi jab Davendra jaisa koi kamre mein aata tha. 

Kal raat ne sab saabit kar diya. Mummy ne usko itni aasani se behosh kar diya tha, table ke us paar meethi muskaan se uske paani mein goli daalte hue, aur usne bina ek shak ke sab nigal liya tha. 

Ab yahan woh pada tha, asar ko so kar nikaal raha tha jaise ek bekaar ka lothada, bilkul anjaan ki uski biwi ki gaand dusre mard ke lund se tooti hui aur bhari hui thi sirf kuch kamron door. Kaun sa pati aisa hone deta hai? Kaun sa mard apni biwi ke shareer ko poora khojta bhi nahi, kabhi uske sabse tight aur mana kiye gaye surakh mein apna lund nahi ghusaata? 

Woh bekaar tha, poora bekaar. Maine socha saalon ke saadhaaran aur thanda sambhog ke baare mein jo unhone kiye honge – woh upar do minute ke liye, garam saans chhodte hue, chut mein jhad kar aur phir so jaane wala jabki woh trupt na hokar leti rehti thi, uski gaand chhui bhi na gayi aur asli pyar ke liye taras rahi thi. Davendra ne woh dekha tha jo papa kabhi nahi dekh paya. 

Usne mummy ki gandi gaand ko apna haq samajh kar liya tha, usko aise chillane par majboor karte hue jaise papa kabhi nahi karwa paya. Aur papa? Woh sab kuch so kar guzar raha tha, itna bewakoof ki uth bhi nahi saka, itna andha ki mummy ke gaalon par laali ya subah uske thoda alag chalane ko bhi nahi dekha. Main wahan usko kharate lete dekh kar gussa aur uttejna ka mishran mehsoos kar raha tha. 

Bewakoof, bechara, anjaan Kishore. Usne usko deserve nahi kiya. Ab usko usko chhoone ka bhi adhikaar nahi tha. Mere vichar aur gehre hote ja rahe the jab main wahan usse zyada der khada raha – soch raha tha ki mummy ne isi nazare ke baare mein kitni baar sapne dekhe honge, ki usne Davendra ko chuna kyunki woh papa se bilkul alag tha – mazboot, maalik banne wala, bada lund wala aur usko randi bana kar chodne ko taiyaar jaisa woh andar se banna chahti thi. 





Papa ki bewakoofi sirf hasi ki baat nahi thi, woh kavi ki tarah sundar thi ki kaise yeh sab kuch bilkul sahi tareeke se sambhav bana rahi thi. Woh sabse achha dhokhebaaz ka khamba tha, behosh aur bekaar, jabki asli sukh uske bina ho raha tha. Maine thoda sa sir hilaaya, honthon par halki si muskaan aayi aur aakhirkaar aage badh gaya, usko uski anjaan neend mein chhod kar. 

Main gali ke ant tak badi almari wale kamre tak pahuncha, mera dhadkan phir se tez ho rahi thi. Darwaza thoda khula tha, itna ki main usko dheere se dhakel kar andar aa saka. Wahan the mummy aur Davendra, bade bistar mein itne khush so rahe the jaise ek dusre ke hain. 

Lag raha tha unhone kal raat ke wild chudai ke baad thoda badal aur saaf kiya tha, lekin hawa mein abhi bhi halka sa mardana aur auratana khushboo ka mishran tha – paseena, veerya aur uska itar. Mummy pet ke bal leti hui thi, chehra ek taraf, honthon par halki trupt muskaan. Woh usi bahut chhoti peeli neend ki poshaak mein thi, resham jaisa kapda uski jaanghon par bahut upar chadha hua tha taaki uski badi gaand thodi nangi dikhe, uske moti gaand ke neeche ke hisse laalach bhare hue jhaank rahe the. 

Poshaak itni chhoti thi ki kuch bhi chhupa nahi rahi thi aur main Davendra ke haathon ke halke laal nishaan dekh sakta tha jinhone usko wahan pehle kas kar pakda tha. Davendra uske paas tha, bina kurte ke sirf dhooli patloon mein, uska nanga baal wala seena dheere dheere upar neeche ho raha tha. Woh sote hue bhi bahut shaktishali lag raha tha – chaudi kandhe, mazboot baahen, mazboot seene par halke kaale baal. 

Uska ek haath maalikana andaaz se mummy ki kamar ke neeche hisse par tha, ungliyan uski nangi gaand ke ubhaar ke bilkul upar faili hui jaise woh uski apni ho. Woh dono shaant aur santusht lag rahe the jaise asli pati patni ek zabardast raat ke baad. Main wahan unko lambi der tak dekhta raha, mera sukhe veerya se bhara lund patloon mein phir se hilne laga us nazare se. 

Dheere dheere kamra hilne laga. Davendra pehle hila, uski aankhein khuli. Usne angdai li, uske musan flex hue aur mummy ki taraf garam pyar bhari muskaan se dekha. “Prisha… subah ho gayi, meri sundar,” usne apni gehri bhari awaaz mein kaha aur uske kandhe par dheere se chumma liya. Mummy uske sparsh se hil gayi, santusht saans chhodte hue uski taraf muh ghumaya, aankhein usi chamakti khushi se khuli. “Mmm, Davendra… subah ho gayi pyare,” usne jawab diya, awaaz abhi bhi neend bhari aur pyar se labalab. 

Mummy: (bistar mein dheere angdai lete hue, uska nanga shareer uske saath satte hue, awaaz bhari aur shaitani se) Mmm… Davendra. Subah ho gayi kya? Meri gaand abhi bhi dard kar rahi hai kal raat jis tarah tune ise tod diya tha. Bhagwan, tu itna gehra andar tha jab mera pati baithak mein behosh pada tha. Abhi bhi mehsoos ho raha hai tera mota lund meri gandi chhoti surakh ko faadta hua. 

Davendra: (muskurate hue, haath neeche le jaakar uski dard bhari gaand ko apne haath mein kas kar pakadte hue) Haan jaan? Bata kitna mazaa aaya tha tujhe. Main utha toh soch raha tha ki teri gaand kitni garam thi mere lund ko kas kar pakadte hue. Itni kasili, itni garmi… maine har dhakka mazze se liya. Sabse achhi gaand chudai jo maine kabhi ki. 

Mummy: (honth kaat te hue, besharam tareeke se apni kamar peeche dhakel te hue uske haath ke against) Maine itna mazaa liya ki takiya ko kaat rahi thi taaki zor se na chillaoon. Tune meri gaand aise maari jaise teri ho. Har baar jab tu poore andon tak andar ghusa tha main sochti thi main paagal ho jaungi. Main kal raat tere liye bilkul gandi gaand ki randi ban gayi thi. 

Davendra: (halke se hans te hue, ungliyan uski gaand ke dono hisson ke beech chhedte hue) Tu bilkul sahi thi. Jis tarah teri gaand mujhe andar kheench leti thi har baar jab main bahar nikalta tha… main poori raat wahan hi pada reh sakta tha. Maine ise khul kar todna bahut mazze se kiya. Kuch bhi us tight surakh ko mere lund ke gird khulte dekhne se behtar nahi jab tera pati sofa par laar tapka raha tha. 

Mummy: (halke se hans te hue, thodi garv se) Main bahut koshish kar rahi thi ki tere lund par ganda na kar dun. Poori raat maine apni gaand kas kar rakhi thi, sab andar hi rok kar taaki tere liye ganda na ho. Main teri bilkul saaf chhoti randi banna chahti thi bhale hi tu meri sabse gandi jagah ko maar raha tha. 

Davendra: Tu ne bahut achha kiya… zyadatar. (muskurate hue, angutha uski gaand ke chhed ke gird chhedte hue) Sirf ant mein tere gande ka chhota sa nishaan mere lund par tha – zyada nahi. Mujhe toh achha laga. Poori baat ko aur bhi gandi aur garam bana diya, yeh jaan kar ki main tere andar poore andon tak tha jab tu itni koshish kar rahi thi saaf rakhne ki mere liye. 

Mummy: (hanske hue, chehra laal lekin aankhein kaamuk chamak se) Oh bhagwan, mujhe pata tha thoda nikal gaya tha! Main mehsoos kiya tha jab tu aakhri baar bahar nikala tha. Phir bhi tune mujhe raja ki tarah choda. Sach mein tujhe koi dikkat nahi meri kitni gandi ho gayi thi tere liye? 

Davendra: Bilkul nahi. Yeh bahut garam tha. Teri gaand kal raat bahut bhookhi thi – mujhe chooste hue jab main andar pada tha. Main itna zor se jhada ki socha mere ande phat jayenge. 

Mummy: (yaad mein halke se siskari bharte hue, pura palat kar uski taraf muh karte hue) Mmm, maine har chhinte ko mehsoos kiya jab tune mujhe bhar diya. Meri gaand poori raat teri chinte tapka rahi thi. Abhi bhi mehsoos ho raha hai bahar nikalti hui… Lekin humein savdhani se rehna chahiye. Kishore abhi bhi baithak mein hai. Kya hoga agar behoshi khatam ho aur woh uth jaaye 






Davendra: (usko dheere se apne paas kheenchte hue, uski gardan par chumma dete hue) Fikar mat kar jaan. Jo neend ki goli tune uske paani mein daali thi woh bahut tez hai. Woh kam se kam do ghante aur behosh rahega. Vishwas kar, main usko bachche ki tarah kharate lete hue dekh kar hi yahan aaya tha aur tujhe jhuka kar liya tha. 

Mummy: (thodi chinta se darwaze ki taraf dekhte hue) Haan… lekin Jai ke baare mein kya? Mera beta bhi ghar mein hi hai. Kya hoga agar woh jaldi uth gaya aur mujhe dhoondne aa gaya? Main usko aise dekh nahi sakti – nange shareer ke saath, sex ki khushboo se bhare hue, meri gaand abhi bhi tere lund se dard kar rahi hai. 

Davendra: (halke se hans te hue, uske baalon ko sahlate hue) Agar Jai uth bhi gaya aur kuch samajh bhi liya… ab woh bada ho gaya hai. Woh samajh jaayega. Ladke jaante hain ki unki mummy ko bhi zarooratein hoti hain, khas kar jab unke papa kaam nahi chala paate. 

Mummy: (aankhein phailate hue, awaaz dheemi lekin shaitani se) Davendra! Bilkul nahi. Main Jai ko is baare mein kabhi kuch nahi jaanne dungi. Woh mera beta hai. Yeh baat sirf hum dono ke beech rahegi. Mujhe tere saath chupke chupke milna bahut achha lagta hai, lekin mera beta kabhi nahi jaan sakta ki uski mummy uske papa ke peeth peeche apni gaand chudwa rahi hai. 

Davendra: (buri tarah muskurate hue, haath se phir se uski gaand ko kas kar dabate hue) Theek hai theek hai. Raaz surakshit rahega. Lekin waah, yeh soch kar ki tu ghar mein sabke saath chupke chupke gandi harkatein kar rahi hai, mujhe abhi phir se tujhe chodne ka mann kar raha hai. 

Mummy: (hans te hue, uske seene par haath maarti hui lekin andar se uttejit) Tu toh bilkul besharam hai! Abhi doosri baar ke liye time nahi hai. Chal na tu horny harami – kapde pehen le jaldi se pehle koi sach mein uth jaaye. Mujhe jaldi tujhe yahan se bhejna hai, lekin… (woh uske kaan ke paas muh le jaakar garam awaaz mein) agli baar tu aur jaldi chupke se aa jaana aur jab sab so rahe hon tab phir se meri gaand chod dena. Main paani mein goli aur tez kar dungi. 

Davendra: (baithte hue, abhi bhi man na maante hue, dheere se apna kurta pehnte hue) Achha achha. Lekin sirf tab jab tu vaada karegi ki agli baar tu apni woh perfect gaand mujhe aur bhi zyada kas kar pakdegi. Mujhe bahut achha lagta hai jab tu mere liye ganda na hone ki itni koshish karti hai. 

Mummy: (uski patloon uski taraf phenkte hue naughty muskaan ke saath, khud nanga khade hokar taaki woh uska pura shareer dekh sake) Vaada. Ab jaldi se patloon upar kar aur zip kar le pehle main apna mann badal kar tujhe wapas bistar mein kheench loon. Main tujhe baad mein message karungi jab raasta saaf ho jaaye… aur shayad bataungi ki poora din meri gaand kitni dard kar rahi thi tere lund ki yaad mein. Ja ab jaan – pehle mera pati ya mera beta humari masti kharab kar de. Bahut pyar hai tujhe meri gaand unke peeth peeche chodne ka. 

Davendra: (usko ek aakhri gehra chumma lene ke liye kheenchte hue, haath se uski gaand ko masalte hue) Bahut pyar hai ise todne ka. Jaldi milte hain meri gandi chhoti gaand ki rani. 

Mummy: (usko darwaze ki taraf hans te hue dhakelti hui, usko chumma udate hue) Chup! Bahar nikal! Aur dheere se chalna… main yahan baith kar sochungi ki tere veerya mere andar se tapak rahe hain jab main Kishore aur Jai ke saamne sab normal dikhane ki koshish karungi. Ab ja! 

Davendra ne usse kaha ki usko uske shareer ke ubhaar kitne pyare lagte hain, ki uski badi gaand har baar dekh kar uska dimaag kharab ho jaata hai. Mummy ne bataya ki uske baahon mein usko kitni suraksha aur uttejna mehsoos hoti hai, ki usko uski taakat ki kitni bhukh lagti hai. Dono dheemi pyar bhari awaaz mein bhavishya ki baatein karte rahe – chori chhupe pal, aisi aur raatein – papa ka naam ek baar bhi nahi liya. Yeh baat bahut gahri aur asli thi, poora kamra unke rishte se bhar gaya tha. 

Jab woh chala gaya toh mummy rasoi ki taraf chali gayi aur main nazar se door lekin paas hi chhupa raha taaki dekh saku. Woh nashta banana shuru kar diya – ande, toast, taaza juice – poore time halke se gaana gun gunati hui. Uska chehra ek chamakti hui muskaan se jagmagaa raha tha jo khatam hi nahi ho rahi thi. 








Yeh woh saadhaaran muskaan nahi thi jo woh papa ke liye roz lagati thi. Yeh gehri aur sachchi muskaan thi, jaise woh kisi apni jeet ka maza le rahi ho. Main samajh gaya ki yeh kal raat ke kaam ki wajah se thi – Davendra ke saath itni gehri chudai, khas kar woh zabardast gaand chudai jahaan usne mummy ki badi gaand ko poori tarah apna bana liya tha. 

Sabji kaat te hue aur kadhai hilate hue uski kamar halke se jhoom rahi thi. Main soch raha tha ki uske dimaag mein kya chal raha hoga, uske chalne aur aankhon ki sapno bhari nazar se samajh kar. Usse papa ko dhokha dene ka bahut mazaa aa raha tha. Sirf chudai nahi, poori baat ka thrill, woh chhupi taakat jo ab uske paas thi. 

Davendra ke liye randi ban kar usse zinda, chaahiti hui aur azaad mehsoos ho rahi thi, jo papa kabhi nahi de sakta tha. Saalon tak woh perfect patni ban kar rahi thi – khana banana, saaf safai, bed par thandi raaton mein muskurati hui jahaan papa ka lund uski chut ko bhi theek se trupt nahi kar paata tha, gaand toh chhoo bhi nahi paata tha. Kal raat usne woh line poori tarah paar kar li thi, apne pati ko behosh kar ke taaki kisi asli mard ka mota lund uski gandi gaand ko phaad sake. 

Davendra ke lund ke uski gaand ko kholne aur veerya se bharne ki yaad, jab papa bilkul bekhabar kharate le raha tha, usse ek gandi khushi ka jhatka lag raha tha. Usse sachchi randi jaisa feel ho raha tha – sabse achhe matlab mein – chaahi hui, use hui aur itna mazaa diya gaya jo uske saadhaaran vivah mein kabhi nahi mila. Papa ko dhokha dena uske liye dosh nahi tha, yeh uske liye taakat thi. Yeh bahut swadisht buri baat thi, jaise woh apna shareer phir se apne aur Davendra ke liye wapas le rahi ho. 

Nashta banate hue har muskaan mein yeh jeet ghuli hui thi – uska ek aisa premi tha jo uski gaand ko uske laayak chodta tha, jo usko papa se kahin zyada zor se jhadwa deta tha. Woh ab uski randi ban chuki thi aur usse yeh bahut pasand tha. 

Resham ki neend ki poshaak uski chamdi se ragad kha rahi thi, usse woh nishaan yaad dila rahi thi jo usne chhode the, aur uski muskaan aur chaudi ho gayi. Woh soch mein kho gayi thi ki pati ko dhokha de kar itna zabardast mazaa lene ka kaisa ehsaas tha. Yeh jaldi ya chhoti baat nahi thi, yeh ehsaas andar se garam karta hua der tak reh raha tha jab woh khana bana rahi thi, uska shareer abhi bhi poori tarah use hue hone se sarsara raha tha. 

Thodi der baad mummy ne haath pochhe aur baithak mein papa ko uthane chali gayi. Woh dheere se uske paas gayi aur uske kandhe ko pyar se hilaya. “Kishore pyare… utho ab. Chal na jaan, nashta almost taiyaar hai.” 

Papa ne dheere se karahate hue aankhein kholi aur baith gaya, sir ko ragadte hue. “Prisha? Kitna… kitna time ho gaya? Mera sir bahut bhari lag raha hai.” Uski awaaz neend bhari aur uljhi hui thi jaise raat ke tukde jod raha ho. Mummy uske paas sofa par baith gayi, haath uske ghutne par pyar se rakhte hue, perfect chinta karti patni ka role bahut aasani se nibhati hui. 

Woh us pal mein poori tarah ghul gayi, awaaz naram aur nakli chinta se bhari. “Arre Kishore, tu bechara. Kal raat khane ke baad thoda zyada paani pe liya tha na? Tu mujhe apne office ki baat bata raha tha aur phir achanak table par jhuk gaya. Maine bahut koshish ki uthane ki lekin tu bilkul behosh tha. 

Mujhe tujhe sofa tak laane mein madad leni padi – aasaan nahi tha lekin maine sambhal liya. Tujhe kuch yaad nahi?” Papa ne bhaun tyori karte hue apne maathe ko ragada. “Nahi… whiskey ke baad kuch nahi yaad. Main itna chakkar aur thaka hua mehsoos kar raha hoon. Kya main sach mein aise behosh ho gaya tha? Maaf karna Prisha. Main nahi chahta tha ki tu sab akeli sambhale.” Mummy uske aur kareeb jhuki, awaaz sukoon bhari aur sabr wali, uski baah ko dheere se sahlate hue jaise sach mein parwah karti ho. 

“Theek hai mere pyar. Aisi baatein kabhi kabhi ho jaati hain. Tu itna mehnat karta hai aur main jaanti hoon ki tension tujhe pareshaan karti hai. Bas yeh dekh kar khushi hai ki tu ab theek hai. Main thodi der jaag kar yeh dekh rahi thi ki tu aaram se hai aur phir khud bhi so gayi. Tu jaanta hai main tere liye kuch bhi kar sakti hoon.” 

Usne pyar se muskurate hue aankhein badi karke woh masoomiyat wali nakli nazar daali aur har shabd se apna achhi patni wala khel aur gehra karti gayi. “Yaad hai jab hum chhote the toh raat der tak baatein karte the? Kal raat mujhe woh pal yaad aa gaye bhale hi tu jaag nahi raha tha. Mujhe aise teri dekhbhaal karna bahut achha lagta hai. Tu mera pati hai na – woh aadmi jise maine chuna tha. Chal main tujhe paani laati hoon aur halka nashta bhi taaki chakkar kam ho.” 

Papa dheere se sir hilaaya, abhi bhi uljha hua lekin uske dhyan se sukoon mehsoos kar raha tha. “Tu mujh par bahut achhi hai Prisha. Main nahi jaanta bina tere main kya karunga. Mujhe sach mein kuch yaad nahi… jaise poori shaam gayab ho gayi ho.” Mummy halke se hans di, ek halki meethi awaaz jo sab chhupa rahi thi. “Yeh whiskey ka asar hai pyare. Fikar mat kar. Aaj shaam hum iski bharpoori kar lenge – shayad ek shaant khana sirf hum dono ka. Pehle tu theek ho ja. Chal main tujhe uthaati hoon.” 

Unki baat aise hi lambi der tak chalti rahi, bina jaldi ke aur gehri. Papa bata raha tha ki kuch yaad na aane ka ehsaas kitna ajeeb tha aur mummy usko purani baaton se samjha rahi thi, parivaar ke khane ki chhoti chhoti kahaniyaan aur uski mehnat ki tareef karte hue, sab yeh dikhate hue ki raat bilkul normal thi. 

Woh usko pyar se chhoo rahi thi, uska kurta theek kar rahi thi aur uski har neend bhari baat ko dhyan se sun rahi thi, poori baat ko ek pyar bhari charcha mein badalte hue jo usko samarpit patni dikha rahi thi. “Jaante ho Kishore, aisi raaton mein bhi mujhe lagta hai ki main kitni khushkismat hoon tujhe paa kar. Humne saath milkar achha jeevan banaya hai.” Sab itna smooth aur vishwas yogya tha – koi tez jawab nahi, sirf ek ke upar ek nakli normalta ki paratein jabki uska dimaag, main jaanta tha, abhi bhi Davendra ke lund ki gaand mein hone ki yaad se sarsara raha tha. 

Aakhir mein papa utha, abhi bhi thoda ladkhadata hua, aur nahane chala gaya. “Main fresh ho kar apne aap ko theek feel karunga,” usne kaha. Mummy ne sir hilaaya. “Aaram se le lena pyare. Main chai taiyaar rakhungi jab tu aa jaaye.” Jab woh nahakar saaf kapde pehen kar bahar aaya toh mummy ne usko rasoi mein garam chai di aur dono sofa par aa kar baith gaye, woh ghadi dekh raha tha lekin thodi der aur ruk gaya. 






“Abhi bhi thoda chakkar aa raha hai Prisha,” usne dheere se chus te hue kaha. “Shayad khane ya paani mein kuch tha. Aaj office mein kaam mushkil hoga.” Mummy uske paas baith gayi, haath phir se uske kandhe par, unki baat aise hi chalti rahi. 

“Oh pyare mujhe bahut afsos hai. Agar ho sake toh aaj thoda aaram kar lena. Main tere tiffin mein halka khana pack kar dungi – bhari cheez nahi. Aaj tere meetings ke baare mein bata? Mujhe hamesha office ki baatein sunna achha lagta hai.” 

Papa ne apna schedule vistaar se bataya aur mummy sachchi dilchasp si nazar se sun rahi thi, uske saathiyon aur kaamon ke baare mein aur sawal poochhti hui. 

“Yeh toh bahut zaroori lag raha hai Kishore. Tu sab bahut achhe se sambhalta hai. Aur agar chakkar abhi bhi rahe toh mujhe phone kar dena – main aa kar tujhe le aaungi agar zaroorat padi. Mujhe tu aisa dekh kar bura lagta hai.” Unki baat aaram se chalti rahi, aage ki din ki chhoti chhoti baaton par, weekend ke parivaar ke plan par, aur ek halki mazaak bhi ki ki usko zyada neend leni chahiye. 

Yeh jaldi nahi thi, dheere dheere ban rahi thi. Mummy har vishay ko pyar bhare shabdon se aur gehra karti ja rahi thi jo uske perfect patni wale roop ko mazboot kar rahe the. “Tu jaanta hai main hamesha tere liye hoon, chahe kuch bhi ho,” usne ek baar kaha, awaaz garam hui. 

Papa halke se muskuraya. “Main jaanta hoon Prisha. Tu sabse achhi hai.” Aakhir mein jab bahut lambi aur vistaarit baat ho chuki toh woh utha, apna bag uthaya aur darwaze ki taraf badha. “Shaam ko milte hain pyare. Sab kuch ke liye shukriya.” “Gadi sambhal kar chalana,” mummy ne peeche se pukara aur haath hilaate hue jab woh chala gaya. 

Aage ka darwaza band hua aur ghar sannata ho gaya sirf hum dono ke beech – main aur mummy. Jaise hi papa poori tarah ghar se chala gaya, driveway se door, mummy ka pura andaaz ek pal mein badal gaya. Pehle woh mera nashta laane aayi, hum thodi der baat karte rahe. 

Usne mujhse poocha ki kal raat main kaise soya, maine kaha main raja ki tarah soya. Phir usne meri taraf tez nazar se dekha aur poocha ki kya maine koi awaazein suni thi. Main samajh gaya tha woh kya maanti hai lekin maine jaan bujh kar yeh dikhaya ki maine ghar mein koi ajeeb awaaz nahi suni thi. 






Woh ek khush ladki ki tarah badal gayi jo apni uttejna rok nahi paa rahi thi, uska chehra aur badi beparwah muskaan se bikhar gaya. Woh baithak mein wapas chali gayi. Woh side table ki taraf koodti hui gayi jahaan uska phone charge ho raha tha, uski resham ki neend ki poshaak uski jaanghon ke gird ghum rahi thi aur baith gayi. 

Bina kisi jhijhak ke usne phone uthaya, screen khola aur turant Davendra ka number milaya. Uski ungliyan itni tezi aur bechaini se hil rahi thi jaise subah se isi pal ka intezaar kar rahi ho. 

Usne phone kaan se lagaya, honth kaat te hue ummeed se jab woh baj raha tha. Yeh uske liye sab kuch tha – woh ab lat lag chuki thi, apne premi ko us pal call kar rahi thi jab raasta bilkul saaf ho gaya tha, uski awaaz phir se sunne ke liye bechain, agli baar woh uski chut aur gaand kaise chodega yeh plan karne ke liye, dhokhe ka mazaa bina kisi rok ke dobara jeene ke liye. 

Yeh uska chhupa sansaar tha jahaan woh Davendra ki randi thi, poori tarah zinda aur trupt. Phone juda aur uski awaaz chamakti hui pyar se nikli jab usne kaha, “Davendra… main hoon. Woh aakhirkaar chala gaya…” 







 

 

[SachinNarvekar]

Nice ?

[Raj_Rohan]

Really awesome.

Waiting to see poor dad's face for the missing file and also how mom gonna dominant and humiliate dad.

[mahamatherchod]

update

[Kanika Kumari]

So wonderfull sex story ❤️❤️??

[Kanika Kumari]

Awaysome story ❤️❤️❤️❤️

[SachinNarvekar]

Waiting for update