[kick789]

Great

[Raj_Rohan]

Really awesome. Waiting for the encounter and trip.
Son's involvement towards mom is less. Please improve it.
In the trip, it will be nice if they start caring and sharing their hearts eachother. Walking with holding hands. Romantic environment. So for all this, son should give them privacy and make arrangements.

It shows the duty of cuckson

[Raj_Rohan]

Waiting for the update.

[Raja99]

I love this story, can't wait for the next update

[nadia]

Fantastic story

[Naruhina]

waiting for update

[Naruhina]

very hot update waiting for what will happen next

[Naruhina]

video call

[Deepak_bull]

Main Dhruv ke thande drawing room mein uske saamne baitha tha, AC dheere se baj raha tha bahar ki dopahar ki garmi ke khilaaf. Leather sofa mere neeche creak kiya jab main aage jhuka, abhi bhi us cheez se uttejit tha jo maine pehle chhupi peechhe ki darwaze se dekha tha. 


Mera lund ab thoda dhila ho gaya tha, lekin uske haathon ka Maa ki badi gaand par aur unka lamba chumban ki yaad use hilati rahi thi. Dhruv ne do glass thanda paani bhara aur mujhe ek diya. 

“Toh,” usne shuru kiya, peeche let kar jaan boojh kar muskurate hue, “teri Maa Minal kuchh alag hi hai, hai na?” 

Main ne sar hilaya, thanda dikhane ki koshish karte hue bhale hi mera dil tez dhadak raha tha. “Haan, woh… vishesh hai. Tumne aisa kyun kaha?” 

Dhruv hansaa aur ek ghunt piya. “Pehli baat, usne mujhe wapas chumba. Pehle usne sahi banne ki koshish ki, mere seene ko dhakelti hui, bolti hui ki yeh galat hai kyunki woh shaadi shuda hai aur Musalmaan. Lekin uska shareer jhooth nahi bol raha tha. Uska honth mere jeebh ke liye khule, aur woh mere muh mein moan karti rahi jaise bahut din se bhukhi thi. Phir jab maine uski us badi gaand ko pakda—woh moti gaal mere haathon mein itne naram aur bhari mehsoos hue—woh mujh se aur chipak gayi door hone ki bajaye. Uski kamar ne chhoti si hilawat ki, jaise aur chahti thi. Yeh us aurat ki pratikriya nahi hai jo yeh nahi chahti.” 

Main sunta raha, seat par hilte hue kyunki uske vistaaron se mera lund phir sakht hone laga. “Tum sach mein sochte ho ki woh tumhe itna chahti hai?” 

Woh aage jhuka, awaaz neeche karke. “Main sirf nahi sochta—main jaanta hoon. Yaad hai kal raat maine jo lund ki photo bheji thi usse kitni der dekhti rahi? Usne mujhe kaha ki turant delete kar di, lekin main shart laga sakta hoon ki usne minuteon tak dekhi, zoom karke, soch kar. Ek imandaar shaadi shuda aurat aisa tabhi karti hai jab andar kuchh hilne laga ho. Aur aaj? Woh akeli mere ghar aayi, mujhe daantne khadi thi, lekin ek baar bhi wapas jaane ko nahi mudhi. Usne mujhe paas aane diya, haath pakadne diya, us photo ki yaad dilane diya. Uski aankhein bhookhi thi bhale hi muh bol raha tha ‘peeche hato.’ Yeh ichchha hai jo dharm aur shaadi se lad rahi hai. Woh mujhe chahti hai, beta. Uska shareer pehle hi chun chuka hai.” 

Main ne lambi ghunt paani pi, samajhte hue. “Lekin ab usse message kyun nahi kar rahe? Tumne kaha woh khud wapas aayegi. Main soch raha hoon tum itna pakke kyun ho.” 

Dhruv ne glass neeche rakha aur dheere samjhaaya, aankhein vishwas se chamak rahi thi. “Kyunki agar main uske peeche bhaga toh woh yeh sab mera dosh bana kar bahana bana sakti hai—‘bura non-'. aadmi achhi Musalmaan biwi ko baha raha hai.’ Woh apne mann mein shikaar ban kar reh sakti hai. Lekin agar main chup raha toh woh chumban uske dimag mein khud ba khud repeat hone lagega. Woh har aankh band karte hi un moti jaanghon ke beech dard mehsoos karegi. Woh yaad karegi mere haathon ka uski badi gaand par mehsoos, meri jeebh ka swaad, aur woh uski ichchha badhegi. Minal jaisi aurat—sharmili, '., shaadi shuda—ko yeh bhukh itni badhani padti hai ki woh inkaar na kar sake. Tab woh mujhe dhoondhne aayegi. Tab asli samarpan hota hai. Woh kisi aur ko dosh nahi de paayegi sirf khud ko. Yeh taakat hai, aur jab woh maangegi tab sex bahut garm hota hai.” 

Main ne sar hilaya, prabhavit aur uttejit hokar. “Samajh mein aaya. Woh pehle se tumhare baare mein soch rahi hai, main jaan sakta hoon.” 

Woh aur chauda muskuraya. “Bilkul. Aur jab woh phir aayegi—aur aayegi—main yeh sunishchit karunga ki woh jaana hi nahi chahegi. Teri Maa Minal meri niji randi ban jayegi, jaise maine vaada kiya tha.” 

Hum thodi der aur baat karte rahe tour ke baare mein jahaan pehli mulaqaat hui thi, kaise usne uske curves ko dheela kapdon mein bhi notice kiya tha, lekin akhir mein main utha ghar jaane ko. “Mujhe ghar jaana chahiye pehle Maa chinta karne lage.” 

Dhruv mujhe darwaze tak chhodne aaya aur kandhe par thapki di. “Yaad rakh, usse mujh tak aane de. Tu bas dekh aur mazaa le.” 

Main scooter par ghar lautaa nam geele shaam ke traffic mein, Maa ke chumban ke baad laal chehre ki tasveer abhi taaza thi. Jab main ghar pahuncha, drawing room ki lights jal rahi thi. Main ne park kiya, gehri saans li apni uttejna shaant karne ko, aur front door khola. 

Maa wahin hallway mein intezaar kar rahi thi, uski aankhein mere chehre ko turant khoj rahi thi jab main andar aaya. 

“Beta, tu wapas aa gaya! Dhruv se baat kaisi rahi? Tum dono ne itni der kya baat ki?” Usne mere peeche door band ki aur drawing room tak mere saath aayi, uski awaaz thodi zyada chamakdaar, thodi tez. “Kya usne mere baare mein kuchh kaha? Ya tour ke baare mein? Ya kuchh bhi?” 






Main ne side table par chabiyaan rakhi aur sofa par baith gaya, paas wali jagah thapthapaate hue. “Maa, shaant ho jao. Sirf mardon wali baatein thi. Kuchh khas nahi. Aa baith, thaki hui lag rahi ho.” 

Woh baithi lekin edge par hi, ghutne saath, ungliyaan salwar ke hem ko mod rahi thi. “Lekin main jaane ke baad tum wahaan lagbhag do ghante the. Itni der kya baat ho sakti thi? Kya usne hamari… hamari baat ka zikr kiya? Woh akeli waali?” 

Main ne sar hilaya, awaaz shaant aur masoom rakh kar bhale hi mujhe pata tha woh kya keh rahi thi—chumban, gaand pakadna, kaise woh moan kar rahi thi. 

“Nahi Maa. Usne kuchh vishesh nahi kaha. Hum sirf tour, cricket, normal cheezon ke baare mein baat karte rahe. Tum itni pareshan kyun ho? Aisa lag raha hai jaise hum koi chhupa plan bana rahe the.” 

Maa ne neeche honth kaat liya—wohi honth jise Dhruv ne pehle choosa tha—aur godh mein dekha. “Main pareshan nahi hoon. Bas… main yeh sunishchit karna chahti thi ki sab theek hai. Woh bada aadmi hai, samjhe? Aur kabhi kabhi mard aisi baatein kar dete hain jo nahi karni chahiye. Kya usne mere baare mein poocha bhi? Thoda sa bhi?” 

Main ne aage badh kar uska haath dheere se dabaya. “Maa, shaant ho jao. Sab theek hai. Dhruv bilkul gentleman tha. Usne tere baare mein ek bhi buri baat nahi ki. Asal mein woh tujhe bahut izzat karta tha. Ab bata kyun main andar aate hi mujh par savaal kar rahi hai. Papa abhi night shift par hain na? Tumhe araam karna chahiye, pareshan nahi hona.” 

Usne kaanpti saans chhodi aur thoda peeche leti, lekin uski aankhein pareshan thi. “Maaf karna beta. Mujhe bas pata nahi hone se nafrat hai. Jab tum dono akela hote ho, mujhe lagta hai… bahar reh gayi hoon ya kuchh. Kya usne sach mein mera zikr bhi nahi kiya ek baar bhi?” 

Main dheere muskuraya, shabdon ko dhyaan se chunte hue taaki usse ghabrahat na ho. “Usne kaha ki tu achhi maa hai aur tour dono ke saath mazedaar tha. Bas itna. Aur kuchh nahi. Ab chal, kuchh chai pi le aur bhool ja. Tu zyada soch rahi hai.” 

Maa ne sar hilaya, lekin main dekh sakta tha uske dimag mein chakr chal rahe the jab woh chai banane kitchen gayi. Woh kitchen se mujhe baar baar dekhti rahi, jaise aur poochna chahti thi lekin dar rahi thi ki kya sunegi. 

Usi shaam baad mein, chai aur bache biryani ke baad, hum phir sofa par saath baith gaye. Raat garam thi, bagiche mein jhingur bol rahe the. 







Main ne uski neeli nightdress turant pehchaan li; Dhruv ne tour ke dauran uske liye “shukriya” gift ki thi group photos organize karne ke liye. Usne ise pehle kabhi Papa ke saamne nahi pehna tha. 

Main uski taraf muda, swar casual rakh kar. “Maa, yeh nightdress tujh par achha lag raha hai. Yeh woh neeli hai jo Dhruv ne di thi, hai na? Aaj raat kyun pehni hai? Ghar ke liye thodi… dikhaayi dene wali hai.” 

Maa ke gaal turant laal ho gaye. Usne hem ko kheencha, moti jaanghon par neeche karne ki koshish ki. “Bas aaramdayak hai beta. Aaj raat itni garmi aur nami hai, aur yeh suti kapda salwar se behtar saans leta hai. Plus, Papa ghar par nahi hain, toh socha thoda azaad mehsoos kar loon? Kuchh khas nahi.” 

Main ne ek bhau chadhaaya, dheere chhedte hue. “Sach? Pehle kabhi nahi pehna. Aur yeh teri… shape bahut dikha raha hai. Tere stan isme bade lag rahe hain, aur jaise yeh teri kamar ko chipak raha hai… Kya pakka koi aur wajah nahi? Jaise Dhruv ke baare mein soch kar jo ise diya tha?” 

Woh nervous hasi, haath hawa mein hilati hui. “Pagal mat ban! Yeh sirf nightdress hai. Mujhe rang pasand hai, bas. Aur yeh dikhaayi dene wali nahi hai—kaafi sahi hai. Ise ganda mat bana.” 

Main aur paas jhuka, awaaz neeche aur mazakiya. “Maa, kisi aur mard ko pasand karna haraam nahi agar dil ko achha lage. Tu insaan hai. Agar Dhruv tujhe kuchh mehsoos karata hai toh khud se maanna theek hai. Main nahi janchunga.” 

Maa ki aankhein phail gayi aur woh turant bagiche ki taraf muh mod li. “Beta, kya keh rahe ho? Mujhe kisi aur mard se pasand nahi. Main tere papa se shaadi shuda hoon. Main achhi Musalmaan biwi hoon. Yeh vichar jo tu mere dimag mein daal raha hai galat hain. Main sirf isliye pehni kyunki aaramdayak hai aur Papa night shift par hain toh koi nahi dekhega. Sirf yahi wajah hai. Aise chhedna band kar.” 

Main muskuraya aur uske ghutne par thapki di. “Theek hai theek hai, mazak kar raha tha. Lekin tu isme bahut sundar lag rahi hai. Sach. Dhruv ka swaad achha hai.” 

Woh ek pal chup rahi, phir khud se chhoti sharmili muskaan de di. “Shukriya beta. Lekin aisi baatein mat kar. Mujhe… pareshan kar deti hai.” 

Uske baad hum aaram se chup baithe, lekin maine notice kiya kaise woh baar baar nightdress ko apni badi gaand par smooth kar rahi thi aur gale ko adjust kar rahi thi, jaise kapde ke har curve ko ab mehsoos kar rahi ho. 

Us raat maine dekha woh master bedroom se chupke nikal rahi thi, papa der raat laut aaye the, toh usne papa ko kharate lete chhod diya band darwaze ke peeche. 

Maa drawing room mein aayi aur sofa par baith gayi us neeli resham nightdress mein jo Dhruv ne di thi—patla chamakdaar kapda har curve par chipka hua, chhota hem jaanghon par chadh raha tha jab woh baithi. 

Uska chehra pareshan tha, aankhein bedroom ki taraf ghabraati hui mud rahi thi pehle woh peeche leti aur haath ghumne lagi. Usne apne bhari stan ko soft pink kapde ke upar se pakda, dheere dabate hue, anguthon se sakht hote choochiyon par circle banati hui jabki uske honthon se kaanpti saans nikli. 






“Bhagwan… main aisi kyun hoon?” usne khud se phusphusaaya, awaaz sharm se bhari. “Us Dhruv ke chumban ke baad yeh asahya garmi aur vasna kyun mehsoos ho rahi hai? Main uske ghar sirf usse door rehne ko chetavni dene gayi thi, lekin khud usse chumban karne diya… aur ab main rok nahi paa rahi sochne se.” 

“Main kitni gandi randi hoon. Ek pavitra Musalmaan aurat jo din mein paanch baar ,,., padhti hai, jo khud ko dhakati hai, jo bees saal se wafadaar biwi rahi—phir bhi yahaan main raat ke beech mein khud ko chhoo rahi hoon jab mera pati agle kamre mein so raha hai.” 

“Mujhe andar se itna ganda lag raha hai, itni sharm aa rahi hai. Maine pichhle poore hafte yeh vichar door karne ki koshish ki, achhi banne ki, lekin har baar aankh band karte hi woh chumban yaad aa jaata hai aur mera shareer dhokha de deta hai. Maine papa ko goodnight chumban dena bhi band kar diya kyunki kisi aur mard ke honth pehle mere se lage the… maine uske saath aisa kaise kar sakti hoon? Main kaunsi biwi hoon?” 

Uska haath neeche gaya jab woh khud se baat karti rahi, silky pink hem ko poora upar karke jab tak ungliyaan uski kachhi ke andar slip ho gayi aur uski geeli chut ko paa li. 

Usne dheere doshi circles apni sooji honthon par ragadne shuru kiye, phir do ungliyaan andar dhakel di geeli awaaz ke saath, uski kamar sofa se thodi upar uthi. 

“Main ab khud par kaboo nahi rakh sakti,” usne saans li, awaaz khud se nafrat se toot rahi thi. “Main asantusht hoon… gandi ghinoni randi jo sirf kisi aur mard ke baare mein soch kar geeli ho jaati hai. Kam se kam maine vyabhichar nahi kiya… sirf chumban tha, chhota sa paap, aur kuchh nahi. Main abhi bhi achhi Musalmaan biwi aur maa ban sakti hoon agar bas tauba kar loon.” 

Lekin phir uski awaaz aur neeche giri, nayi sharm se kaanpti hui. “Nahi… main phir khud se jhooth bol rahi hoon. Asal mein mujhe Dhruv ka chumban bahut pasand aaya, uski jeebh ka swaad mere muh mein kitna achha tha. Bhagwan, main itna mazaa lene wali gandi randi hoon!” 

Usne ungliyaan aur gehra dhakeli, saans mein khud ko gaali dete hue. “Har ,,., ke baad maine extra dua maangi bhagwan se ki yeh aag bujha de, lekin yeh aur tez jal rahi hai. Mujhe khud se maa ke roop mein, biwi ke roop mein, Musalmaan aurat ke roop mein itni sharm aa rahi hai jisme izzat honi chahiye.” 

“Mera beta… agar usse pata chal jaaye ki uski apni maa yahaan baith kar apni chut mein ungli kar rahi hai aur chumban par moan kar rahi hai jo use kabhi nahi lena chahiye tha? Main har din khud ko kamzor hone ke liye gaali deti hoon. Main Dhruv ko bhi gaali deti hoon is bhukh jagane ke liye, lekin zyadatar khud ko kyunki main rok nahi paa rahi.” 

“Main aisa mehsoos kyun kar rahi hoon? Mera shareer aur maang kyun kar raha hai jabki mera dimag chillaa raha hai ki galat hai? Main achhi aurat hoon… ya kam se kam thi. Ab main sirf gandi slut hoon jo chhup kar khud ko chhooti hai aur pati ki aankhon mein dekh bhi nahi sakti.” 

“Bhagwan mujhe maaf kar… mujhe maafi nahi milni chahiye. Main is vasna mein kho gayi hoon aur mujhe nahi pata wapas kaise aaoon.” Uski ungliyaan tez hone lagi, aur gehra dhakelti hui, neeli nightdress kamar par sika hua, stan upar neeche tez hote hue jab woh sharmnak sukh mein kho gayi, har tooti saans ke beech tooti gaaliyaan khud ko deti hui. 

Baad mein usne snaan kiya, aur ,,., padhne gayi, usne neela pattern wala abaya pehna aur ,,., shuru ki. 







Teen din baad sab badalne laga. Maa ghar mein chup rehne lagi. Main ne usse phone check karte pakda—rasoi mein sabzi kaat te hue, drawing room mein kapde fold karte hue, ek baar bathroom mein jab darwaza thoda khula tha. 

Woh screen par dekhti, saans chhodti, phir phone pocket mein daal deti nirasha bhari nazar se. Dhruv ne ek baar bhi message ya call nahi kiya, bilkul jaise vaada kiya tha. Woh intezaar kar rahi thi, umeed kar rahi thi, aur yeh sannata usse kha raha tha. 

Papa ne bhi shaam ki chai ke waqt notice kiya jab night shift jaane se pehle. “Minal, poore hafte se tu soch mein khoi hui hai. Ghar mein sab theek toh hai? Tu kuchh dekhe bina dekhe ja rahi hai.” 

Maa ne zabardasti hasi aur taal diya. “Kuchh nahi ji. Bas garmi se thak gayi hoon. Mere baare mein chinta mat karo.” 

Lekin mujhe zyada pata tha. Woh har ghante mein us chumban ko repeat kar rahi thi—uski jeebh uske muh mein, uske mazboot haath uski badi gaand ko dabate hue, kaise uska apna shareer dhokha de kar aur paas chipka tha. 

'. dosh tha, lekin kacchi bhukh bhi thi. Woh chahti thi Dhruv pehle message kare taaki woh bahana bana sake ki woh khud peeche nahi pad rahi. Lekin usne nahi kiya. Aur har din ke saath uski zarurat badhti gayi. 

Us dopahar ke ek poore hafte baad, jab papa kaam par chale gaye, Maa ne mujhe drawing room mein gher liya. Woh sofa par mere paas baithi, itna paas ki mujhe uska chameli ka itar mehsoos ho raha tha. 

“Beta,” usne dheere shuru kiya, “kya tu abhi bhi kabhi kabhi Dhruv ke ghar jaata hai? Jaise pichhle hafte gaya tha?” 

Main ne sar hilaya. “Haan, kal thodi der gaya tha. Kyun?” 

Woh ruk gayi, dupatta modte hue. “Kya woh… kya woh kabhi mere baare mein poochhta hai? Jaise mera naam leta hai ya poochhta hai main kaisi hoon?” 

Main ne usse dhyaan se dekha, uski aankhon mein umeed aur ghabrahat ka mishran dekhte hue. “Nahi Maa. Usne tere baare mein bilkul nahi poocha.” 

Uska chehra itni tez gir gaya ki dekhna dard bhara tha. Usne jaldi jaldi palak jhapkaayi, saaf shock mein. “Woh… usne nahi? Ek baar bhi nahi? Lekin sab kuchh hone ke baad… maine socha tha woh kam se kam sochta hoga main kaisi hoon. Ya tour ka zikr karega. Ya kuchh.” 

Main dekh sakta tha uske andar chot aur pareshani ka toofan. Usne umeed ki thi Dhruv uska zikr karega, yeh dikhayega ki woh uske baare mein soch raha hai jaise woh uske baare mein soch rahi thi. Yeh sannata usse bilkul waise hi tod raha tha jaise usne plan kiya tha. 

Main ne thoda dhakelne ka faisla kiya, jhooth bol kar aag ko bhadaate hue. “Asal mein Maa, jab maine poocha tha toh usne kuchh kaha tha. Usne kaha ki usne tujhe sach mein pasand kiya tha—bola tu sundar aur dayalu hai aur teri company bahut pasand aayi. Lekin phir bola ki woh kisi aur aurat ko dhoondh raha hai. Shayad chhoti umar ki, shaadi shuda nahi. Bola behtar hai waise.” 

Maa ka muh khula aur band hua. Woh sach mein shock mein thi, jaise kisi ne thappad maara ho. Uske gaal gehre laal hue, aur ek pal ko laga woh ro degi. 

Lekin usne gehri saans li aur chhoti muskaan banayi jo aankhon tak nahi pahunchi. “Oh… yeh… uske liye achha hai shayad. Usse kisi sahi insaan ko milna chahiye. Main waise bhi shaadi shuda hoon, toh yeh behtar hai. Haan, behtar.” 







Usne shabdon ko kaha, lekin uski awaaz aakhri par toot gayi, aur woh jaldi se haathon mein dekha. Main dekh sakta tha usse uske kisi aur ke saath hone ka vichar nafrat tha. Eershya uske chehre par saaf likhi thi, bhale hi chhupane ki koshish ki. 

Main ek pal ruka, phir dheere bola. “Maa, agar tu chahti hai ki woh tujhe message kare toh main bata sakta hoon. Usse baat karne ki kami mehsoos karna theek hai.” 

Woh bahut der chup rahi, honth kaat ti hui jaise koi badi ladai lad rahi ho. Aakhir mein phusphusaayi, “Kya tu… usse keh sakta hai mujhe message kare? Sirf ek baar? Main usse pareshan nahi karna chahti agar woh doosri auraton ke saath busy hai, lekin… shayad sirf mera hello bol de?” 

Main dekh sakta tha uske liye poochna kitna mushkil tha—shaadi shuda Musalmaan aurat ke roop mein uska garv uske andar badhti zarurat se lad raha tha. Main ne aage badh kar uska haath pakda. 

“Maa, aise sangharsh karne ki zarurat nahi. Main usse bata dunga ki tu usse message chahti hai. Lekin sach bataun toh, kal khud uske ghar kyun nahi chali jaati? Intezaar aur sochne se behtar hai. Pehle ki tarah saamne baat kar sakti hai.” 

Maa ki aankhein sujhaav par phail gayi, lekin lambi rukawat ke baad usne sharm se sar hilaya, gaal jalte hue. “Shayad… main jaungi. Hawa saaf karne ke liye. Shukriya beta. Tu bahut samajhdaar hai.” 

Agli subah maine apne bedroom ki khidki se dekha Maa taiyaar ho rahi thi. Usne soft pink abaya pehna tha jo uski badi gaand ko chipak raha tha aur cleavage thoda sa dikha raha tha bina saaf hone ke. 

Usne phone ek baar aur check kiya, saans chhodi, phir ghar se paidal bus stop ki taraf chali. Main ne scooter uthaya aur safe door se busy sadkon se follow kiya. 

Jab woh Dhruv ke banglow pahunchi, woh gate par lagbhag ek minute khadi rahi, dupatta smooth karti hui aur gehri saans lete hue. Phir woh aage badhi aur lakdi ke darwaze par zor se knock kiya. 

Dhruv ne darwaza khola, aur uske chehre par shock ek pal ke liye asli tha pehle woh poori khushi mein pighal gaya. “Minal? Tu yahaan kya kar rahi hai?” 

Jawab dene se pehle, woh aage badha aur usse tight galey lagaya, uske mazboot baahon ne uski kamar ke charo taraf lapet liya, uske bhare stan uske seene se dab gaye. 

Maine dekha uska shareer aadhe second ke liye sakht hua, phir usme pighal gaya, uske haath uski peeth par aa gaye. Usne usse zarurat se zyada der pakda, ek haath neeche slide karke uski badi gaand ki curve par ek pal ke liye adhikaar se rakh kar phir usse andar le gaya. 

Darwaza unke peeche dheere se band ho gaya. 

Main sadak ke us paar scooter par chhupa raha, dil tez dhadak raha tha, patloon mein lund phir sakht. Dhruv bilkul sahi tha—Maa khud uske paas wapas aayi thi, bilkul jaise usne anumaan lagaya tha. 

Peechha khatam ho gaya tha, aur ab asli khel shuru ho raha tha. Main soch raha tha abhi band darwaze ke peeche woh uske saath kya kar raha hoga. Kya woh usse phir se chumban kar raha tha, un naram honthon ka swaad le raha tha? 

Kya woh uski salwar upar kar ke uski nangi gaand pakad raha tha? Kya woh use seedhe bedroom le ja raha tha taaki shaadi shuda Musalmaan aurat ko jo door nahi reh saki uska daava kar sake? 

Jo bhi tha, ek baat pakki thi: yeh Maa ke badlav ki sirf shuruaat thi. Aur main har kadam dekhne wala tha 

 

[Romantic lover]

Nice Update ❤️

[Raj_Rohan]

Dhurv's master plan worked. And son's understand skill need to improve so the unexpected marriage info will become true with mom and uncle. Mom is now emotionally connected. Son should assist with dhurv to enjoy the show.

Really erotic. Waiting for revenge update.

[StoneCold]

Waiting for update.............

[StoneCold]

Waiting for next update............

[Naruhina]

Good hot update and build up for sex. can't wait for another update

[Mr-LxL]

Hello Knock Knock...

[Deepak_bull]

Teen hafte beet chuke the us pehle chumban ke baad aur har din ke saath dosh aur bhari hota ja raha tha. 


Usse lag raha tha jaise woh paap kar rahi hai sirf yahaan hone se akeli pati ke bina ek gair _ aadmi ke ghar mein kadam rakh kar jisne usse uske khade lund ki tasveer bheji thi jab woh bistar par sote pati ke paas leti hui thi woh tasveer uske sapnon mein bhoot ki tarah satati rahi thi. 

Maa ne dheere se darwaza khatkhataya dhruv ne darwaza khola uska chehra sachchi hairani aur khushi se chamak utha. 

Minal aaj tumhe yahaan ki ummeed nahi thi andar aao. 

Woh andar kadam rakhi apni chhoti bag ko zor se pakde hue main bas ilaake mein thi socha pehle waale baad achhe se hello kar loon. 

Woh log chamde ke sofa par chale gaye shuru mein baat normal rahi lagbhag surakshit. 

Tum kaise ho minal mausam bahut kharab raha hai abhi dhruv ne kaha usse izzat bhari doori par baith kar. 






Maa ne sir hilaya apni god mein gulaabi kapde ko smooth karte hue kapda uski chaudi kamar aur badi gaand ke poore gol shape ko kas kar pakad raha tha. 

Garami hai haan mere pati ki raat ki shifts se ghar raat mein aur bhi garam mehsoos hota hai usne jawab diya tumhara kaam kaisa chal raha hai. 

Jaise hamesha vyast lekin main kabhi kabhi us tour ke baare mein sochta hoon woh group photos achhe aaye the na. 

Usne phir sir hilaya kapde ke kinare se khelti hui haan aaye the tumne mere bete ke saath kuchh achhe liye the. 

Baatchit kuchh minute tak idhar udhar rahi traffic ke baare mein chhoti baatein paas mein naye mall ke khulne ki kuchh mahatvapurn nahi phir dhruv peeche jhuka aur muskuraya. 

Tumhari aaj ki khushboo alag hai meethi kya hai yeh. 

Maa ne apni gardan ko sharm se chhua bas mera mamooli chameli ka tel kuchh khaas nahi. 

Yeh tum par suit karta hai meri sundar minal tumhe phoolon ki tarah khushboo deta hai aur yeh gulaabi kapda bahut sundar jab tum chalti ho toh kaise beh raha hai yeh tumhare shareer ke shape par bilkul fit hai. 

Woh laal ho gayi aur neeche dekha dhanyavaad main ne garami ki wajah se kuchh halka utha liya tha usne usse kaha ki khadi ho aur ghum jaaye aur maa ne haan kar di. 








Dhruv ki nazar us par ek pal se zyada der tak atki rahi tum bahut sundar lag rahi ho minal sach mein. 

Usse pata nahi tha kya kahe asli wajah jo usse yahaan aane ki thi uske seene mein bhari hui thi teen hafte se us chumban ke baare mein sochna band nahi kar paayi thi jis tareeke se uski jeebh ne uske muh ko khoja tha jis tareeke se uske haathon ne uski badi gaand ko dabaya tha jaise woh uski ho. 

Usne har raat usse dohraaya tha jab uska pati uske paas sota tha phir bhi woh yeh maanna nahi chahti thi na usse na khud se poori tarah. 

Main bas hamari dosti ko nibhaane aayi thi usne jaldi se kaha shabd bahar nikal rahe the tour ke baad hum achhe dost ban gaye the aur us din ke baad socha tha ki hawa ko achhe se saaf kar lena behtar hai kuchh aur nahi. 

Dhruv ne sir tedha kiya usse dekhte hue kya sach mein yeh wajah hai ki tum itni door akeli yahaan aayi ho minal ek aadmi ke ghar mein pehle waale din jo hua tha uske baad. 

Woh sofa par hil gayi jaanghen ek dusre se dab gayin uski hatheliyan geeli mehsoos ho rahi thin haan sirf dosti main shaadi shuda aurat hoon mujhe savdhani rakhni chahiye. 

Usne dheere se muskuraya lekin usme kuchh jaan ne wala tha savdhani samajh gaya lekin yeh kehne ke liye yahaan aane ki zarurat nahi thi ek phone call kaafi hota na tumhe kya lagta hai. 

Maa ne muh khola phir band kar diya ab woh bahut zyada khel rahi thi ungliyaan kapde ke kinare ko mod rahi thin ek pair halke se farsh par thapki de raha tha. 

Paseena uske maathe par bund banne laga tha thandi hawa ke bawajood usne jaldi se peeche ki hatheli se ponchha. 

Dhruv ne dekha tum garam lag rahi ho meri pyari minal main tumhe kuchh ras laata hoon aam wala na tour mein tumhe pasand tha mujhe yaad hai. 

Woh utha aur rasoi ki taraf chala jab woh gaya tha main apne chhupe hue jagah se maa ko dekh raha tha mera lund ab poori tarah sakht patloon ke andar tha. 

Main uske chehre par takraav dekh sakta tha dosh ghabrahat aur kuchh aur jo woh chhupane ki koshish kar rahi thi ichchha woh baar baar darwaze ki taraf dekhti thi jaise bhagne wali ho lekin woh baithi rahi. 

Jab dhruv do glass thande aam ras ke saath wapas aaya toh is baar woh aur paas baitha sirf kuchh inch ki doori thi usne usse glass diya aur unki ungliyaan chhoo gayin. 

Dhanyavaad usne dheere se kaha lambi ghoont li thanda ras thoda sahara de raha tha lekin uska dil abhi bhi tez dhadak raha tha. 

Dhruv thoda uski taraf muda minal in teen hafte mein main tumhare baare mein bahut sochta raha hoon woh chumban mere liye kuchh matlab rakhta tha. 

Woh ras par lagbhag gagaa dhruv please maine tumse kaha tha ki main dosti ke liye aayi hoon iske baare mein baat nahi karni chahiye. 

Lekin humne chumban kiya tha tumne mujhe wapas chumba tha tumhare shareer ne jhooth nahi bola. 

Uski awaaz naram rahi lekin shabd chhote paththar ki tarah gir rahe the. 

Aaj sach mein kyun aayi thi teen hafte ki chuppi ke baad tum mere darwaze par is sundar kapde mein aayi ho tum ghar par pati ke saath reh sakti thin lekin nahi rahi. 

Maa ne kampte haath se glass rakha ab uske ooper lip par paseena chamak raha tha. 

Usne phir ponchha main nahi jaanti main bas mehsoos kiya ki aana chahiye bas yahi please isse kuchh aur mat banao. 

Woh aur paas khiska uski ghutna uski ghutne se halke se chhoo gayi tum paseena chhod rahi ho minal kya ghabra rahi ho kyunki tum jaanti ho yeh sirf dosti nahi hai. 

Usne hasne ki koshish ki lekin woh kaanp rahi thi ghabrahat nahi bahar garami hai ras achha hai dhanyavaad. 

Main unhe khidki se dekhta raha meri maa ko pata nahi tha ki main wahaan hoon lekin dhruv ko pata tha. 








Dhruv ka haath sofa ke peeche uske peeche rakh tha abhi chhoo nahi raha tha lekin paas tha. 

Tum jaanti ho jab ek shaadi shuda _ aurat akeli kisi aur aadmi ke ghar aati hai khas kar jab woh pehle usse chumban kar chuka ho aur chhoo chuka ho toh yeh sandesh bhejti hai bhale hi woh muh se na maane. 

Maa ki saans tez ho gayi thi usse mehsoos ho raha tha ki uske gaalon mein aur jaanghon ke beech garami badh rahi thi. 

Dhruv ruk jao main woh kism ki aurat nahi hoon main apne pati se pyar karti hoon mera beta hai pehle jo hua woh galti thi badi galti. 

Usne dheere se sir hilaya lekin uski aankhen uski aankhon se nahi hati woh galti jiske baare mein tum har din sochti rahi ho main shart lagata hoon jaise main sochta raha hoon. 

Woh nazar ghuma li deewaar par tour ki photo ko dekhti hui jisme woh muskurati hui uske paas group mein thi. 

Uski ungliyaan lagatar god mein gulaabi kapde se khelti rahi thin. 

Paseena uski gardan se neeche tapak raha tha aur uske stanon ke beech gayab ho raha tha usne phir maatha ponchha. 

Dhruv ka haath sofa ke peeche se hata aur halke se uske kandhe par rakh gaya shant ho jao minal main tumhe nuksaan nahi pahunchaunga main bas samajhna chahta hoon ki tum sach mein yahaan kyun ho. 

Woh peeche nahi hati uska shareer ek saath jam sa gaya aur jal bhi raha tha maine tumse pehle hi kaha tha dosti bas yahi. 

Usne muskuraya lekin woh jaanne wali sabr bhari muskurahat thi toh phir tumne woh kapda kyun pehna jo maine ek baar kaha tha mujhe pasand hai tumne woh khushboo kyun lagayi jo mujhe aur paas jhukne par majboor karti hai tumhari ungliyaan kyun kaanp rahi hain. 

Maa ne apni kaanpti ungliyon ki taraf dekha aur jaldi se unhe god mein ek dusre se jakad liya kuchh nahi main bas din lamba tha. 

Dhruv ne chuppi ko kuchh second tak failne diya phir usne phir bola awaaz aur naram tumne mujhse ek baar poocha tha ki kya meri zindagi mein koi aur aurat hai yaad hai. 

Usne dheere se sir hilaya haan main bas utsuk thi kyunki tum yahaan akela ho socha shayad. 

Tumhe kyun farak padta hai minal usne seedhe poocha tumhe kyun parwah hai agar main kisi aur se mil raha hoon. 

Woh palak jhapkaayi hairani mein pakdi gayi main parwah nahi karti asal mein main bas baat cheet kar rahi thi tum mere dost ho. 

Dhruv dheere se hasa dost aam taur par ek dusre ki pyar ki zindagi ke baare mein us nazar se nahi poochhte jab maine naye logon se milne ka zikr kiya tha toh tum lagbhag jalti hui lag rahi thin. 

Main jal nahi rahi thi usne jaldi se kaha bahut jaldi main apna pati rakhti hoon main khush hoon main bas nahi chahti ki tum akela raho bas yahi tum achhe aadmi ho tumhe kisi achhi insaan ki zarurat hai. 

Woh thoda aur paas jhuka kisi achhi insaan ki lekin tum nahi na kyunki tum shaadi shuda ho kyunki yeh haraam hoga kyunki tumhara pati aur beta ghar par intezaar kar rahe hain. 

Maa ki gardan sookhi mehsoos ho rahi thi usne samay kharidne ke liye ras ki aur ghoont li bilkul main kabhi tumhare liye woh insaan nahi ban sakti isliye behtar hai ki tum kisi aur ko dhoond lo kisi azaad insaan ko. 

Dhruv ne uske chehre ko lambe waqt tak dekha lekin tum sach mein nahi chahti ki main kisi aur ko dhoondh loon na ek baar imandaari se batao. 

Usne mazbooti se sir hilaaya lekin uski awaaz kaanp rahi thi bilkul chahti hoon yeh sahi baat hai main uplabdh nahi hoon hamare beech jo hua woh galat tha us din se har raat main maafi ke liye dua maangti hoon. 

Usne haath badhaya aur uske gaal se ek bhatti hui lat ko hata diya chhooaa halka tha lekin bijli ki tarah. 

Phir bhi yahaan tum ho mere sofa par baithi paseena chhodti hui khelti hui meri pyar ki zindagi ke baare mein poochhti hui aur yeh natak karti hui ki tum chahti ho main kisi aur aurat ke saath hoon jabki tumhari aankhen kuchh bilkul alag keh rahi hain. 

Maa ne ek pal ke liye aankhen band ki taakat ikatthi karte hue. 

Dhruv please main nammata se aayi thi dosti nibhaane kuchh aur nahi ab mujhe jaana chahiye mera pati shift se jaldi ghar aayega. 

Woh khadi hone lagi lekin dhruv ne uski kalai ko dheere se pakad liya zabardasti nahi bas pakde hue thoda aur ruk jao hum bas baat kar rahe hain har baar jab baat sach hone lagti hai toh tumhe bhagne ki zarurat nahi. 

Woh wapas baith gayi lekin cushion ke kinare par baithi rahi bhagne ko taiyaar main bhag nahi rahi main bas yeh baatchit mujhe bechain kar rahi hai. 

Dhruv ne uski kalai chhod di lekin door nahi hua. 

Bechain isliye kya ki teen hafte pehle tumne mujhe chumba tha aur us din se uske baare mein soch rahi ho kya ki tumhe mere haathon ka mehsoos tumhare shareer par achha laga tha kya ki tumhare ek hisse mein yeh phir se hone ki ichchha hai. 

Usne uske gaalon ko chuma. 






Usne sir hilaaya lekin inkaar is baar kamzor tha nahi maine tumse kaha tha woh galti thi uske baare mein baat nahi kar sakti please. 

Usne shabdon ko unke beech hawa mein latakne diya. 

Sirf thandi hawa ki dheemi gungunahat aur maa ki thodi behtar na saans ki awaaz thin paseene ne uske gulaabi kapde ke aage hisse ko stanon ke beech geela kar diya tha usne phir maatha ponchha phir gardan. 

Dhruv ki awaaz aur neeche gir gayi agar sach mein jaana chahti ho toh ja sakti ho lekin jaane se pehle ek baat imandaari se batao jab raat ko aankhen band karti ho toh kya mera chehra dikhta hai ya mera chehra aur yaad aata hai ki jab maine tumhe apne seene se lagaaya tha toh kaisa mehsoos hua tha. 

Maa ke honth khule lekin shuru mein koi shabd nahi nikla phir usne phusphusaaya main uske baare mein baat nahi karna chahti woh galat tha main shaadi shuda aurat hoon _ aurat hoon mere zimmedariyan hain. 

Usne sir hilaya pal ke liye sweekaar karte hue theek hai chumban ke baare mein baat nahi karenge abhi nahi apne bete ke baare mein batao uske padhai kaise chal rahi hai. 

Vishay badalne se woh hairaan reh gayi usne palak jhapkaayi phir dheere se jawab diya woh behtar kar raha hai woh kabhi kabhi tumse milta hai mujhe pata hai usse tumse baat karna achha lagta hai. 

Dhruv muskuraya woh achha ladka hai hoshiyaar woh mujhe tumhari yaad dilata hai utsuk hamesha sawaal poochhta rehta hai. 

Woh log mere baare mein kuchh minute tak baat karte rahe surakshit zameen. 

Maa ke kandhe thoda dheele hue. 

Woh chhoti hasi bhi nikaal li jab Dhruv ne koi mazedaar kahani sunayi jo maine apni ek mulaqaat ke dauran kaha tha. Lekin kamre se tanav poora kabhi nahi gaya. Woh har shabd ke neeche ubal raha tha. 

Kuchh der baad usne deewaar par lage ghadi ki taraf dekha aur phir khadi ho gayi. 'Main sach mein ab jaana chahiye. Ras ke liye dhanyawad. Aapko dekh kar achha laga.' 

Dhruv uske saath khada ho gaya. 'Minal, ruk jao. Sirf ek minute aur.' 

Woh ruk gayi, haath mein batua liye, lekin darwaze ki taraf nahi badhi. 'Kya hai?' 

Usne chhota kadam aage badhaya. 'Main us dopahar ke baare mein bahut soch raha hoon. Jis tareeke se tumne mujhe dekha jab maine tumhara haath pakda tha. Jis tareeke se tum nahi hati jab main jhuka tha. Jis tareeke se tumhara shareer jawab de raha tha jabki tumhara muh na bol raha tha.' 

Maa ka chehra gehra laal ho gaya. 'Dhruv, maine tumse kaha tha ise mat uthao. Kripya.' 

'Mujhe pata hai. Lekin mujhe yeh ek baar kehna hai. Woh chumban sirf mera nahi tha. Tumne mujhe wapas chuma tha. Tumhare haath mere kandhon par gaye the. Tumhari kamar aage badhi thi. Tumne tab chaaha tha, aur mujhe lagta hai ab bhi chahti ho. Bhale hi tum khud se nafrat karti ho iske liye.' 

Woh zameen ki taraf dekhti rahi, awaaz bahut dheemi. 'Main... main us din pareshan thi. Abhi bhi pareshan hoon. Lekin main yeh nahi kar sakti. Mere pati hain jo mujhse pyar karte hain. Ek beta jo mujh par vishwas karta hai. Main woh aurat nahi hoon jo dhokha deti hai.' 

Dhruv ne haath badhaya aur dono haathon ko apne mein le liya. 'Main tumse dhokha karne ko nahi keh raha. Main tumse sirf paanch minute ke liye sach bolne ko keh raha hoon. Bas itna hi.' 

Maa ne haath peeche khinchne ki koshish ki, lekin usne dheere se pakde rakhe. 'Chhod do. Mujhe jaana hai.' 

'Ruko,' usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha. 'Thodi der aur. Main vaada karta hoon main kuchh nahi karunga jo tum nahi chahti.' 

Woh ruk gayi. Uski saansein chhoti ho gayi thi. Uske maathe par phir paseene ke boond ubhar aaye aur usne kaanpti ungliyon se ponchh diye. 

Dhruv ne ise anumati samjha. Woh itna kareeb aa gaya ki unke shareer lagbhag chhoo rahe the. 'Tum pareshan hone par bahut sundar lagti ho, Minal. Tumhari aankhein badi ho jaati hain. Tumhare honth alag hue rehte hain jaise kuchh ka intezaar kar rahe hon.' 

Usne chehra ghuma liya, lekin peeche nahi hati. 'Aisi baatein mat kaho.' 

Woh jhuka aur uske gaal par apne honth phira diye – halke, parakhne wale. Woh kaanp uthi lekin nahi hati. 'Dhruv... hum nahi kar sakte.' 

'Hum ek baar kar chuke hain,' usne uski chamdi par phusphusaaya. 'Aur tum wapas aayi ho. Iska matlab kuchh hai.' 

Maa ki aankhein band ho gayi. Uski dridhta toot rahi thi. 'Yeh galat hai. Main yahaan khadi hokar hi paap kar rahi hoon.' 

'Toh phir jab main yeh karta hoon toh yeh itna sahi kyun lagta hai?' Usne uske honthon ke kone ko chuma, pankh ki tarah halka. 

Usne chhoti si awaaz nikali – aadha virodh, aadha kuchh aur. 'Kripya... maine khud se kaha tha yeh aakhri baar hogi jab main yahaan aaungi.' 

Dhruv ke haath uski kamar par gaye, uski gulaabi poshak ke upar hips ki curve par halke se tik gaye. 'Toh ise yaadgaar bana do. Ek chumban aur. Sirf ek. Agar iske baad bhi tum jaana chahti ho toh main nahi rokunga.' 

Woh lambi pal ke liye ruk gayi, dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Phir, lagbhag apni marzi ke khilaaf, usne chehra ghumaya aur unke honth mil gaye. 






Chumban dheere shuru hua, lagbhag shak ki bhari, lekin jaise hi unke muh mile band toot gaya. 

Maa ke haath uske seene par aaye, use dhakel nahi rahe the balki uski qameez ko pakad rahe the. 

Dhruv ne chumban gehra kiya, jeebh uski jeebh se takrati hui, aur usne dheemi moan ke saath jawab diya jo woh rok nahi paayi. Teen hafte ki dabai ichchha us pal mein bahar nikal aayi. 

Main apne chhupe hue jagah se dekh raha tha, mera lund dard bhari sakhti se dhadak raha tha. Meri apni maa phir se kisi aur mard ko chum rahi thi – aise chum rahi thi jaise usse saans lene ki zarurat ho. 

Gulaabi poshak uski jaanghon par thodi upar chadh gayi thi jab woh us par jhuki thi. Mere mann mein gande vichar daud rahe the: Woh sach mein kar rahi hai. Woh mere saamne mere pita se dhokha kar rahi hai aur usse pata bhi nahi ki main dekh raha hoon. 

Dhruv ke haath neeche maa ki badi gaand par gaye, patle kapde ke upar poore gaalon ko dabochte hue. 

Woh uske muh mein saans rok kar rahi thi lekin nahi hati. Uski jagah woh aur kareeb aa gayi, uske bhari stan uske seene se dab gaye. 

Jab akhir mein saans lene ke liye alag hue, woh haanf rahi thi. 'Yeh... yeh aakhri baar hona chahiye. Main sach keh rahi hoon. Iske baad main ghar jaungi aur kabhi wapas nahi aaungi.' 

Dhruv uske honthon par muskuraaya. 'Tumne pichhli baar bhi yahi kaha tha, Minal. Aur yahaan tum ho.' 

Usne sir hilaaya, lekin uske haath abhi bhi uske kandhon par the. 'Main gambhir hoon. Yeh galat hai. Main shaadi shuda hoon. Main _ hoon. Main aise paap karte reh nahi sakti.' 

Usne usse phir chuma, is baar dheere, aur woh usmein pighal gayi. 

Uske haath uski peeth par ghume, phir neeche phir se, ab zyada vishwas ke saath uski gaand ko pakad kar dabochte hue. Woh dheemi moan ki, kamar apne aap aage badhti hui. 

'Tum khud se jhooth bol rahi ho, meri pyari Minal,' usne chumbanon ke beech phusphusaaya. 'Tumhara shareer jaanta hai kya chahta hai. Tumhare pati achhe aadmi ho sakte hain, lekin woh tumhe aisa mehsoos nahi karwate, na?' 

Maa ne shabdon se jawab nahi diya. Uski jagah usne usse aur zor se chuma, ab uski jeebh uski jeebh se utsaah se mil rahi thi. 









Gulaabi poshak ek kandhe se neeche slip ho gayi thi, uski kaali blouse ki pati dikha rahi thi. 

Dhruv ki ungliyaan peeche zip par pahunchi aur dheere dheere neeche khinch di. Poshak dhili ho gayi aur uske pairon ke aas paas gulaabi gudd mein zameen par gir gayi. 

Woh wahaan sirf apni kaali blouse mein khadi thi – patli, paseene se thodi transparent – aur tight narangi chhote kapde jo Dhruv ne usse ghumne ke dauran mazak mein gift diye the. 

Woh chhote kapde uski moti jaanghon aur badi gaand ko doosri chamdi ki tarah chipak rahe the, narangi rang uski gori chamdi par chamak raha tha. 

Blouse uske bhari stanon se chipki hui thi, upar ke button garmi aur hilne se khule hue, gehri chhaati dikha rahe the. 

Dhruv thoda peeche hata aur uski taraf dekha, aankhein kaamukta se kaali. 

'Bhagwan, Minal... tumne woh chhote kapde rakhe jo maine diye the. Aur woh kaali blouse meri kalpna se bhi zyada achhi lag rahi hai. Tumhara shareer perfect hai.' 

Maa ne apne haath seene par chaar kar liye, achanak sharmaati hui. 'Mujhe aise mat dekho. Mujhe... khula mehsoos ho raha hai.' 

'Tumhe sundar mehsoos hona chahiye,' usne kaha, phir kareeb aate hue. 'Kyunki tum ho.' 

Usne usse phir se chumban mein khinch liya, haath turant uski badi gaand par laut aaye, ab sirf patle narangi kapde se dhaki hui. 

Usne naram gosht ko dabochta aur masalta raha, uski kamar ko apne patloon ke andar sakht ubhaar ke khilaaf khinchta hua. Maa us sparsh par saans rok gayi lekin usse nahi rokha. Uski apni haathon ne uski peeth par jaakar use aur kareeb khinch liya. 

Main yeh dekh kar paththar ki tarah sakht ho gaya tha, mera virya pehle se hi meri andarwahi geeli kar raha tha. Maa ki gaand un chhote kapdon mein kitni badi aur naram lag rahi hai. Dhruv ke haath poori tarah us par hain aur woh use karne de rahi hai. Woh aur zyada karne degi. Main mehsoos kar sakta hoon. 

Woh lambe minute tak chumte rahe, jeebhein naachte hue, shareer tight se jute hue. 

Maa ki saansein aur bhari hoti gayi, chhoti chhoti moan har baar nikalti jab Dhruv uski gaand dabochta ya apni sakhti uske khilaaf ragadta. Doshi bhaav abhi bhi tha – woh chumbanon ke beech 'yeh galat hai' phusphusaati rehti thi – lekin har baar uska shareer uspar bhaari pad jaata tha. 

Dhruv ne usse peeche ki taraf chalaya jab tak uski ghutnon ke peeche sofa se takraya. Woh baith gaya aur usse apne saath khinch liya taaki woh uski god mein sawar ho jaaye. 

Is stithi mein uski badi gaand uski jaanghon par fail gayi, narangi chhote kapde upar chadh gaye. Uske haath ab azaad ghum rahe the – uski peeth par upar, uske bhari stanon ko kaali blouse ke upar pakadne, phir wapas neeche uski gaand ko pakadne. 

Maa ne chumban todkar haanfte hue kaha. 'Dhruv... main bahut pareshan hoon. In pichhle kuchh dinon mein main tumhare baare mein, iske baare mein sochne se ruk nahi paayi. Lekin main tumse pyar nahi karti. Main apne pati se pyar karti hoon. Main unhe nahi chhodungi. Bas... jab tum mujhe chhoote ho toh mujhe kuchh mehsoos hota hai. Kuchh jo mujhe nahi mehsoos hona chahiye. Yeh mujhe daraata hai.' 

Dhruv ne uska chehra dheere se pakda. 'Tumhe mujhse pyar karne ki zarurat nahi, Minal. Tumhe bas yeh sweekaar karna hai ki tum yeh chahti ho. Bas itna hi.' 

Usne sir hilaaya, aankhon mein pareshani aur ichchha ke aansu the. 'Main ise sweekaar nahi kar sakti. Isse main buri patni ban jaati hoon. Buri _. Lekin jab tum mujhe chumte ho... main sab bhool jaati hoon. Sirf kuchh pal ke liye.' 

Usne usse phir chuma, aur gehra, aur usne turant jawab diya, kamar bina soche uske khilaaf hilne lagi. Uske haath uski badi gaand par rahe, rhythm se dabochte hue, uski harkaton ko nirdeshit karte hue. 

'Tum buri insaan nahi ho,' usne phusphusaaya. 'Tum ek aurat ho jiske zarooratein hain. Zarooratein jo tumhare pati mujhse utni achhe se poori nahi kar paate. Yeh paap nahi. Yeh insaaniyat hai.' 

Maa moan ki jab usne uski gardan par chumban barsaya, uske kaan ke neeche sensitive jagah par halke se choosta hua. 

'Main... mujhe ab pata nahi kya kar rahi hoon. Main yahaan ise khatam karne aayi thi aur ab main tumhari god mein hoon aur tum mujhe har jagah chhoo rahe ho.' 

Dhruv ki awaaz uski chamdi par bhari hui thi. 'Kyunki gehre andar tum sirf dosti se zyada chahti ho. Tum mujhe chahti ho. Ise kaho, Minal. Sirf ek baar.' 

Usne apna chehra uski gardan mein chhupa liya, awaaz dhundhli. 'Main... main tumhe chahti hoon. Lekin sirf aise. Chhupe hue. Main kabhi apna parivar nahi chhod sakti. Kripya samajh lo.' 

Usne uske baalon par muskuraaya. 'Main samajhta hoon. Main tumse shaadi ki maang nahi kar raha. Main bas yeh maang raha hoon – tumhara shareer, tumhara sukh, jab hum saath hon tab tumhari sachchai. Aur kuchh nahi.' 

Maa ne sir uthaya aur uski taraf dekha, aankhein ichchha aur dosh se chamak rahi thi. 'Toh mujhe bedroom le chalo. Pehle ki main phir se apna mann badal loon.' 

Dhruv khada ho gaya, usse saath uthate hue. Uski taangein apne aap uski kamar par lapat gayi, narangi chhote kapde uski gaand par tight khinch gaye. 

Usne usse chhote hallway se hote hue bedroom tak utha kar le gaya, darwaza laat maar kar khola. Kamra thanda aur dhundhla tha, parde aadhe khinche hue. 

Maa ki aankhein phail gayi jab usne usse litaya. 'Dhruv, ruk jao... shayad hum itna aage nahi badhna chahiye. Mere pati—' 

Usne usse chumban se chup kar diya. 'Tumhare pati yahaan nahi hain. Tum ho. Aur tum yeh chahti ho.' 

Usne aur virodh nahi kiya. Uski haath uski qameez par gayi, usse pakadte hue. Dhruv ne madad ki, use utaar di, phir uski kaali blouse kholkar khol di. 






Phir achanak, meri maa ka phone baja aur woh pita ka call tha. Mera lund sakht ho gaya kyunki meri maa kisi aur mard se chumban le rahi thi jabki mere pita usse call kar rahe the. Woh daud kar apne kaale batue ki taraf gayi jo kamre ke andar table par rakha tha. 

Maa ne uthaya aur jaise ummeed thi woh pita ka call tha. Maa itni dar gayi thi ki usse pata nahi tha kya kare. Kya woh phone uthayegi ya kya hone wala hai? 






Agle episode mein pata chalega, mat chhodna. 

 

[Astroboy11]

Good update. Btw, what do you use to generate the pics and gifs

[Raj_Rohan]

Really erotic and awesome. Again u proved that u r genius.and rulling this web.

So, it will be erotic if mom kiss and smooching dhurv on one hand and giving short response to dad and immediately cut the call and slightly laughing and continue to romance.

From this update, it shows that minal will marry dhurv if she is unmarried. So I think, it will be more erotic and awesome if dhurv change his mind and marry minal. It will pure of love and romance. Cuckson dream will be true. Officially he will get sibling from new dad.

[Raj_Rohan]

Updates are getting delayed, please update as soon as possible.

[Raj_Rohan]

Few months or weeks before u r rulling this site through ur creative idea and proved genius. But now due to ur improper concentration and focusing on different stories, you flow patterns is changed and so u can't give regular updates.

Because of ur creativity, lot of mom lovers, incest lovers has been logging in to give likes and comments.

Please come online regularly and give updates. We are waiting for ur come back. Come and rule this site again.

-ur fan from TN