[Raj_Rohan]

I read two times this update, both time by dick blasting while reading especially at shahida smoking ?.

Really awesome bhaiya. U proved again, u are ruling this site.

[Hussy.]

bahut hi mast, behad hi kamuk aur ekdom danshu update!

[Deepak_bull]

Thank you guys for 1 Million views!! To celebrate this landmark with Shahida turning the biggest slut, the next episode is going to be a blockbuster trust me. I am going to spoil you guys that all your cocks will be harder than life.


Next episode is coming after a day!! Stay tuned!!

[Raj_Rohan]

I hope it will be very long update including all our readers favourite fantasy like (dharu, smoking, shahida dominant, humiliating hussian, son talks about mom secret and helping her for privacy and sometimes waiting outside like watchman). I know deepak bull will take this story to top of all other story.

Waiting to blast my dick. Don't make it as pic, make it like gif/videos

[Mehjabin]

bahut hi shandaar aur mast update, lajawab aur exciting writings

[Bunty aur Babli]

Lajawab aur bahut badhiya kahaani hai yah

[Mother Fucker Son]

So much hot and spicy writing ✍️

[Raj_Rohan]

[King111111666666]

Waiting bro

[Raj_Rohan]

Waiting for blast update..

[Deepak_bull]

Thank you friends for your comments. New update is coming in the next 5hours

[Ars001]

Please sahida or uski beta ka bhi sex karwado bahut badiya hoga

[Ars001]

Yes please ek bar maa bate ka sex karwado

[Deepak_bull]

Gajendra ke ghar ke bistar ke kamre mein sirf ek bistar ke paas wali lamp ki dheemi roshni thi, uski garam peeli chamak bade bistar par uski kaali resham ki chadar par gir rahi thi aur lambi chhayaayein lakdi ki almari aur chhote table par pad rahi thi jahaan ek raakh ka dabba pehle se hi rakha hua tha. 


Hawa mein sigret ke dhuaan ki tez, kadwi khushboo failne lagi thi, jo Maa ki halki khushboo aur pehle ki chudai ki baaki khushboo ke saath mil rahi thi. Main khidki ke thode se khule hisse ke bahar jhuk kar chhupa hua tha, ek phool wali jhaadi ke peeche, mera dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha ki mujhe gale mein mehsoos ho raha tha. 

Meri aankhein andar ke nazare par tikki hui thi, main nazar nahi hata pa raha tha haalaanki har naya detail mere seene mein gehraai tak kuch tod raha tha. 

Maa bistar ke kinare par baithi thi, abhi bhi wohi tight hara resham ka libaas pehne hue jo uske badan par bilkul chipak gaya tha jaise doosri khaal, uska hara hijaab bilkul sahi jagah par tha, uske baal chhupe hue the lekin uske honton par laal lipstick aur bhi chamak rahi thi. 

Gajendra uske bagal mein baitha tha, aaraam se aur bharose ke saath, apni ungliyon mein ek jali hui sigret pakde hue. Usne abhi uske honton par pehli baar ek sigret rakh di thi, aur usne ek chhota, aazmaishi sa saans liya tha. 

Woh turant khansi mein pad gayi — tez, achanak khansi jo uske kandhon ko hila rahi thi aur uski aankhein paani se bhar rahi thi. 

Dhuaan ne uske gale aur phephdon ko chhed diya tha; usne kabhi aisa kuch saans mein nahi liya tha. 




Uske badan ko yeh kadwe chemical, yeh garmi, yeh andar jaate waqt jalne wala ehsaas pasand nahi aa raha tha. Woh phir se khansi mein jhuk gayi, thoda aage ki taraf, ek haath uske muh par aa gaya. Sigret uski ungliyon mein kaanp rahi thi. 

“Aaram se… aaram se,” Gajendra ne dheere se kaha, uski awaaz gehri aur rasta dikhane wali thi, lagbhag naram lekin saaf control ki edge ke saath. Usne uske kandhe par haath rakh diya, usko sambhaalte hue. “Pehli baar hai isliye khansi aa rahi hai. 

Tumhara badan abhi dhuaan ke liye taiyaar nahi hai. Jaldi mat karo. Agli baar chhota sa saans lo. Sirf thodi der muh mein rok lo, phir dheere se bahar nikaal do. Aise.” Usne khud ek mulayam sa saans liya aur ek patla dhuaan ka dhaaga chhat ki taraf dheere se jaata hua chhod diya. 

Maa ne uski taraf dekha, uski aankhein abhi bhi paani se bhari hui thi, uske gaal laal ho rahe the. 

“Tum mujhe bigaad rahe ho, Gajendra,” usne kaha, uski awaaz khansi ki wajah se thodi si phati hui thi. “Maine zindagi mein kabhi sigret nahi pi thi. Hussein kabhi ijazat nahi dete… maine kabhi socha bhi nahi tha. Aur ab tum mujhe yeh karwa rahe ho. Tum mujhe badal rahe ho.” 

Gajendra muskuraya, na ki berahmi se, lekin saaf santushti ke saath. Usne uski ungliyon se sigret li aur phir se uske honton par rakh di. “Bas ek aur chhota sa saans. Mere liye. Is baar dheere se andar lo… haan, aise. Thodi der rok lo… ab naak se bahar nikaal do. Achhi ladki.” 

Maa ne phir koshish ki. Is baar khansi chhoti aur zyada control mein thi. Woh laya mein aa rahi thi. 

Gajendra ne usko sabr ke saath rasta dikhaya — bataya ki sigret ko index aur middle ungli ke beech kaise pakadna hai, honton tak kaise le jaana hai bina jale, sahi tarike se saans kaise lena hai bina gale ke atakne ke. 

“Samajh gayi? Tum bahut achha kar rahi ho. Pehle se hi natural lag rahi ho,” usne kaha, uski awaaz garam approval se bhari hui thi. “Zyadatar auratein pehli baar mein kaafi der tak khansi karti hain. Tum jaldi seekh rahi ho.” 

Main dekh raha tha, bilkul shocked. Haddein ek ke baad ek mere saamne toot rahi thi. Maa — wohi aurat jo mujhe raat ko der tak bahar jaane par daantti thi, jo din mein paanch waqt ,,., padhti thi, jo modest kapde pehenti thi aur bado ke saamne nazar jhukaati thi — ab doosre aadmi ke bistar ke kamre mein baithi thi aur uske kehne par sigret seekh rahi thi. 

Mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha tha ki yeh meri maa hai. Woh modest, mazhabi, farz ada karne wali Ammi jo main poori zindagi jaanta tha, dheere dheere gayab ho rahi thi, aur uski jagah yeh aurat aa rahi thi jo ek mard ke haathon dheere dheere bigadti ja rahi thi. 

Yeh shock mujhe zor se laga. Meri haath khidki ki chaukhat pakde hue kaanp rahe the. 

Mujhe ek ajib sa milan mehsoos hua — avishwas ka, ghin ka, aur ek andheri, anchaahi uttejna ka jo mere lund ko meri pant mein bechain kar deta tha. Woh kaise us aurat se jo kuch hi ghante pehle sofa par chai ke saath Dad ko chumti thi, yahaan tak pahunch gayi thi? 

Gajendra usko encourage karta raha. “Ek aur. Tum bilkul perfect kar rahi ho. Andar lo… rok lo… bahar nikaal do. Bas. Ab tum comfortable ho rahi ho na?” 

Maa ne dheere se sar hilaya, uske honton par ek chhoti si, lagbhag sharmaati hui muskurahat aa gayi jab khansi kam hoti gayi. Woh ismein settle ho rahi thi — nicotine usko dheere dheere relax kar raha tha, yeh kaam ab itna ajnabi nahi lag raha tha. 

Usne ek aur saans liya, is baar zyada smooth, aur bina zyada khansi ke bahar nikaal diya. Gajendra ne sar hilakar approval diya. “Dekha? Ab tum sigret peene wali ban gayi ho. Meri achhi ladki.” 


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Phir usne jhuk kar usko chumma liya. 

Yeh koi normal chumma nahi tha. Maa ke haath mein abhi bhi sigret thi. Gajendra ke hont uske honton se mile jabke sigret ki nalli se abhi bhi dhuaan nikal raha tha. Dono ne apne muhon ke beech dhuaan aage peeche kiya jab woh dheere, gehre, gehre chumte rahe. 

Jab woh thoda alag hue toh dhuaan unke honton ke beech se bahar nikla, phir woh phir se chumne lage, usko share karte hue. 

Yeh ganda aur ajib tarike se uttejit karne wala tha, jis tarah unke muh ek dusre ke saath move kar rahe the jabke sigret abhi bhi uske haath mein thi, dhuaan har cheez ko dhundhla bana raha tha. Main dekh sakta tha ki Maa ka badan ismein dheela padta ja raha tha, uska azaad haath uske seene par aa gaya. 

Yeh mujhe Daadi Zainab — meri maa ki maa — ki yaad dilata tha. Sirf kuch mahine pehle, Daadi ko unke aashiq Suraj ne suar ka maans khaana sikhaaya tha, jo hamare mazhab mein sakht haram tha, jo unhone kabhi haath bhi nahi lagaya tha. 

Suraj ne meri daadi ko haram suar ka maans, bite by bite, uske liye khaane ko kaha tha, yeh sabit karne ke liye ki woh unki kitni hai. Usne yeh mazhabi aur saanskritik line uski khushi ke liye paar ki thi, bilkul jaise Maa ab line paar kar rahi thi — sigret peena, bewafai, jhooth bolna, apne aap ko badalne dena. 

Dono auratein un mardon ke haathon dheere dheere bigad rahi thi jo unki haddon ko dhakelne ka mazaa lete the, unko woh cheezein karwaate the jo woh kabhi nahi karne wali samajhti thi. 

Yeh samanta mujhe phir se jhatka deti thi. Itihaas hamare parivaar mein dohra raha tha, lekin is baar yeh meri apni maa thi. 

Maa ne chumme se thoda peeche hat kar, apne haath mein sigret ko ek ajib se chehre ke saath dekha. “Yeh itna achha hai,” usne dheere se kaha, khud par hairaan si. “Jis tarah yeh mujhe mehsoos karwaata hai… ek saath shaant aur garam. Mujhe ummeed nahi thi ki yeh aisa lagega.” 

Yeh sun kar mujhe aur bhi shock laga. Meri apni maa, jo hamesha aisi cheezon ke khilaaf rahi thi, ab yeh maanti thi ki usse sigret pasand aa rahi hai. 

Laga jaise purani uska ek aur tukda toot kar gir gaya. Mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha tha ki yeh shabd uske muh se nikal rahe hain. 

Phir kuch aur bhi hairaan karne wala hua. Maa ne sigret li, usko Gajendra ke honton par le gayi, aur usko usi sigret se saans lene diya jab woh abhi bhi uske haath mein thi. Usne wahan rok kar rakha, usko saans lete hue dekha, phir usko wapas apne muh par le aayi aur khud ek aur saans li. 

Jaise woh usko aage peeche share kar rahe the — woh usko usi sigret se piwaati jo usne abhi use kiya tha, phir wapas le leti. 

Iska gehraai, jis tarah uski ungliyan uske honton ko chhu rahi thi, dhuaan phir se unke beech se guzarta hua — yeh poora nazara aur bhi niji aur ganda mehsoos karwa raha tha. Main dekh sakta tha ki laal lipstick har baar uske muh se lagte hi safed filter par halka sa lag jaata tha. 

Gajendra ki aankhein approval se gehri ho gayi. Usne usko ek minute tak aisa karne diya, phir uski awaaz badal gayi — aur gehri, zyada hukum wali. “Ab sigret ke saath khelna kaafi ho gaya. Apni shaadi ki angoothi utaar do, Shahida.” 

Maa ruk gayi. Uska haath, abhi bhi sigret pakde hue, uske muh ke paas hi ruka raha. Usne uski taraf dekha, saaf hairaan. Yeh ek kadam bahut zyada lag raha tha, itna sab hone ke baad bhi. Uska dimag tez chal raha hoga — izzat, angoothi uski shaadi ka aakhri dikhta symbol thi, woh ek cheez jo abhi bhi duniya ki nazron mein aur uske apne mann mein usko Hussein ki biwi ke roop mein nishaanit karti thi. 





Usko sharm se bharpoor mehsoos hua; usne aaj raat bahut si sharamnak cheezein ki thi, lekin angoothi utaarne ka ehsaas aakhri hadd mitane jaisa tha. Imaandari bhi usko khinch rahi thi—angoothi ek vaada thi, ek '. aur sanskritik chinh. Usko utaarna kuch pavitra cheez todne jaisa tha. 

Usne thoda sa sar hilaya. “Gajendra… nahi. Yeh aakhri cheez hai. Main nahi kar sakti… Yeh meri shaadi ki angoothi hai. Hussein ne mujhe di thi. Yeh ek aisi cheez hai jo abhi bhi dikhaati hai ki main shaadi shuda hoon. Main ise aise nahi utaar sakti.” 

Gajendra ki awaaz badal gayi. Woh ab naram nahi tha. Uski awaaz thandi aur hukmi ho gayi, lagbhag mazak udaati hui. “Utaar do. Tumne aaj raat mera lund choosa hai. Tumne mujhe har tarike se chodne diya hai. Tumne apne pati se jhooth bola aur yahan is chipki hui dress mein randi jaisi kapde pehen kar aayi ho. Tum meri baat maan kar sigret seekh rahi ho. Tumne har doosri hadd paar kar li hai. Ek angoothi aur kya hai? Ab tum sharmnak ho chuki ho Shahida. Utaar do ise. Tum ise pehenne ke layak nahi ho jab tum mere saath ho.” 

Maa ka chehra gehra laal ho gaya. Lafzon ne chot pahunchayi—beizzat karne wale, cruel bhi—lekin unmein ek uljhi hui garmi bhi thi. Usne apne haath ki taraf dekha, ungli par lagi simple sone ki angoothi ki taraf. Lambe pal tak woh hili nahi. 

Phir, dheere dheere, usne sigret ko raakhdaan mein rakha, angoothi ki taraf haath badhaya, aur use ungli se ghuma kar utaar liya. Usne ise ek second ke liye pakda, ghoorti rahi, phir peeche wali khidki se bahar phenk diya. Woh khidki ke frame se takra kar ek chhoti si dhaat ki awaaz ke saath andhere mein kho gayi. 





Is harkat ne mujhe asal mein Dad ke liye bura mehsoos karwaya. Usko apni shaadi ke chinh ko aise phenkte hue dekhna jaise woh kuch bhi nahi thi… yeh ek tarike se dard pahunchaya jo sex ne nahi kiya tha. Yeh final lag raha tha. 

Sharamnak baat-cheet shuru hui. Maa ki awaaz chhoti thi lekin kuch aur se kaanp rahi thi—uttejna sharm ke saath mili hui. “Tum mujhse itni sharamnak cheezein karwa rahe ho… Maine apni hi shaadi ki angoothi tumhare liye phenk di. Main kis tarah ki biwi hoon?” 

Gajendra ne andhere mein hans diya, saaf khush dikhta hua. “Woh biwi jo ab meri ho chuki hai. Woh jo ghutno ke bal doosre mard ke liye angoothi nahi pehenti.” 

Maa ne jawab mein kuch nahi kaha. Uske bajaye, usne uski patloon ki taraf haath badhaya aur jaldi jaldi ungliyon se uski belt kholni shuru kar di. 





Angoothi chali gayi thi, aur uske andar kuch toot gaya tha. Woh uski belt isliye khol rahi thi kyunki ab woh apne aap ko rok nahi pa rahi thi—angoothi phenkne ki harkat ne aakhri rukawat hata di thi. Uske haath kaanp rahe the lekin mazboot the jab usne belt nikaali aur button aur zip ki taraf badhi. 

Gajendra khada ho gaya aur uski taraf neeche dekha, sach mein soch raha tha ki uske andar kya ho raha tha. Yeh aaj raat uski ummeed se zyada tha. “Shahida… tumhe kya ho raha hai?” 

Maa ne uski taraf upar dekha, uski aankhein chamak rahi thi, uski awaaz saans phooli hui aur itni sachchi ki khud usko bhi shock hua. “Main tumhare saath apne aap ko control nahi kar paati. Mujhe nahi pata ab mere saath kya galat ho raha hai. 

Tumne mujhe apni randi bana diya hai Gajendra. Main tumhare saath beparwah ho gayi hoon. Mujhe apne parivaar ki parwah nahi… mujhe Hussein ki parwah nahi. Mujhe sirf yeh chahiye. Mujhe sirf tum chahiye.” 

Usko yeh kehte hue sunna ki usko apne parivaar ki—Dad ki—parwah nahi, ne mere apne lund ko meri patloon mein dard bhara khada kar diya. Lafz itne kachche, itne final the. Mera dimag ghoom raha tha is dhokhe ke saath, jabki mera sharir react kar raha tha. 

Gajendra hairaan tha—khush, zor se hairaan. Usne ummeed nahi ki thi ki woh itna aage badhegi, itni khuli tarah confess karegi, angoothi phenk degi aur phir aise lafz bolegi jabki uski belt khol rahi thi. Usk e chehre par ek proud, lagbhag arrogant muskurahat fail gayi. Usse yeh version pasand aaya—jo uske liye saara control kho rahi thi. 

Jaise hi Maa ne uski patloon neeche khinchi aur uska lund apne haath mein liya, uska purse bistar par zor se buzz karne laga. Uska mobile baj raha tha. Usne haath badhaya, purse khola, aur screen dekha. Dad ka call tha—Hussein ka naam saaf chamak raha tha. 

Usne ek second ke liye usko ghoora… phir parwah nahi ki. Bina hichkichaye, usne mobile Gajendra ko de diya. “Jawab do,” usne kaha, uski awaaz dheemi aur jaldi wali.

Phir woh uske saamne ghutno ke bal gir gayi, uska lund apne muh mein le liya, aur choosne lagi—dheere, geele, dhyan wale dhakke, uski safed hijaab abhi bhi bilkul sahi jagah par, hari dress uski jaanghon par chadh rahi thi. 









Gajendra ne mobile liya, usko loudspeaker par kiya, aur bistar ke paas wali mez par rakh diya. Bajna band ho gaya jab usne jawab diya. 

“Hello?” usne shaant swar mein kaha, uski awaaz mazboot thi jabki Maa uska lund choos rahi thi. 

Dad ki awaaz spikar se saaf aayi. “Gajendra bhai? Kya Shahida aapke saath hai? Usne kaha tha ki jab aap kaam khatam karoge toh woh call karegi…” 






Maa choosti rahi, uska sar mazboot harkat se hil raha tha, ek haath Gajendra ke lund ki neeche wali taraf pakde hue jabki uski jeebh sir ke upar kaam kar rahi thi. Woh nahi ruki. Usne speed bhi nahi kam ki. 

Gajendra ne uski taraf neeche dekha, phir mobile ki taraf, uske chehre par ek andheri muskurahat. 

Agla hissa mein jaanenge ki aage kya hua. 

 

[Jamsbond]

Very Very hot and erotic episode

[Jannat Jarin]

chamatkar aur garam update

[Sahanaz Popy]

Lovely update! Bahut bahut mazadar writings

[Threesome]

Mast aur ekdum dhamadar update

[Raj_Rohan]

Honestly, I blasted my dick twice in half of the story. While during smoking - kissing immediately and Shahida from bottom of the heart removed and throw out the wedding ring, really it is dick blast update.

Fantastic update, again u proved that unexpected experience of the reader's. This type of creative author's are need in this forum.

Expected long update but fine, I'm Fully satisfied.

[Raj_Rohan]

What gonna happen next?
Will shahid suddenly pick the phone from gajendra and scold hussain for distrubing them?
What will happen if Hussain ask about ring,will she casually reply?
will Hussain come to know about new habit of shahida smoking?
When will son talks about mom's secret to shahida?
Will continue to guard mom from poor dad?,bcoz he already pretend during hotel trip.

Is there any readers, thinking same like me?

Waiting for both gajendra and Hussain joints together and humiliate Hussain.