Fantasy BUDHDHE SE SEAL TOD CHUDAI ,(.uske bad kai Lund se chudai)

[Anita patel]

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UPDET 5

Chowkidar ne mujhe khatiya se uthaya. Uske haath meri kamar par the, aur usne bina kisi der ke mujhe deewar ke saath daba diya. Meri peeth thodi si thandi deewar se lagi, lekin uska garam jism meri chhaati se chipak gaya. Uske lund abhi bhi geela tha mere pehle wale paani se, aur woh seedha meri chut ke muhane par tik gaya.

Usne meri ek taang uthayi aur apne kamar ke peeche daal di. Main ek taang par khadi thi, doosri uske jism se lipati hui. Usne dheere se apna mota lund meri geeli chut ke andar dhakela. Bahar se andar tak… poora.

“Ahhh…” meri siskari nikal gayi. Khadi hokar yeh feeling bilkul alag thi. Lund aur deep ja raha tha. Gravity ki wajah se meri chut uske lund ko aur mazbooti se pakad rahi thi.

Usne meri dono chunchiyon ko haathon se daboch liya. Jam ke masalta, nipples ko ungliyon ke beech pinch karta, aur phir jhuk kar ek ko muh mein le leta. Choosta, daanton se halka kaatta, phir doosri taraf shift ho jaata. Main uske kandhe ko pakde hue thi, apni kamar ko uske dhakkon ke hisaab se hilati.

Pehle dheere-dheere. Bahar nikaalta… phir poora andar. Har baar uska base meri soft lips se takrata. Thap… thap… thap… geeli awaaz nikalne lagi. Meri siskariyan bhi uske saath mil gayi—

“Ahh… ahh… uhh… ahh… dheere…”

Lekin woh dheere nahi raha. Usne pace badha diya. Ab dhakke medium se tez ho gaye. Har thrust pe meri peeth deewar se ragad khaati. Khatiya wali soft feeling bilkul nahi thi. Yahan hard, deep, aur continuous pressure tha. Uske balls meri chut ke neeche se takrate, aur meri geeli chut se sticky awaaz nikalne lagi.

Usne meri doosri taang bhi uthayi. Ab main bilkul uske upar latak gayi thi. Dono taangein uske kamar ke peeche bandhi hui, haath uske gardan mein uljhe hue. Usne mujhe apni taaquat se sambhala aur ab poori tarah se khade-khade hi dhakke maarne laga. Gehre, mazboot, aur continuous.

“Ahhh… ahhh… wahan… ahh… tez…”

Mera pair ab zameen se bilkul nahi mil raha tha. Poora weight uske haathon aur uske lund par tha. Har dhakke pe meri chunchiyan uske seene se ragad khaati. Kabhi woh jhuk kar unhe choosta, kabhi sirf dekhte hue dhakke maarta. Meri chut ab bilkul open ho chuki thi uske mote lund ke liye. Dard nahi, sirf gehli, garam, aur deep maza.

Usne position thodi change ki. Mujhe deewar se thoda alag kiya, apni taangein thodi failayi, aur ab aur gehre dhakke maare. Har baar lund poora andar jaata, base meri soft lips se takrata, aur phir thoda ghumakar bahar nikaalta. Meri siskariyan ab control ke bahar thi—

“Ahh… ahh… ahh… umm… ahh… mat ruk… ahh…”

Room mein sirf teen cheezein gunj rahi thi—uske jism ki thap-thap, meri geeli chut ki awaaz, aur meri siskariyan. Usne meri ek chunchi ko muh mein daboch liya aur zor se choosne laga. Doosri ko haath se masalta raha. Meri nipples bilkul tight the, uske thook se geele.

Lambi der tak yahi chalta raha. Kabhi slow aur deep—poora lund andar, thoda sa ghumakar, phir bahar. Kabhi tez, short, aur forceful. Har baar meri chut uske lund ko squeeze karti. Meri body paseene se geeli ho chuki thi. Uske bhi. Dono ke jism chipak rahe the.

Phir usne meri taangein aur khol di. Angle change hua. Ab lund bilkul us jagah pe maar raha tha jahan se meri siskariyan aur tez nikalne lagi. Main uske peeth ko apne nails se kuredne lagi.

“Ahhh… wahan… ahhh… bas wahi… ahh…”

Uske dhakke ab aur tez ho gaye. Meri chunchiyan uske muh aur haathon mein compress ho rahi thi. Usne ek baar meri aankhon mein dekha—saans haafti hui, aankhein laal, aur phir zor se bola, “Ab nikalta… andar…”

Usne kuch last, bahut strong thrusts maare. Har dhakka pe meri peeth deewar se ragad khaati. Phir usne apna poora paani meri chut ke deep mein chod diya. Garam, thick cum ki dhaar andar jaane lagi. Main uske saath hi kaamp uthi. Meri chut uske lund ko mazbooti se squeeze kar rahi thi, jaise aur paani nikaalna chahti ho.

“Ahhh… ahhh… garam… ahh… andar…”

Uske cum ki quantity zyada thi. Andar bhar raha tha, thoda sa bahar bhi nikalne laga aur meri thighs par behne laga. Woh abhi bhi halka-halka thrust de raha tha, last drops nikalte hue. Meri chut uske cum se bhari hui thi—sticky, garam, aur bilkul full.

Dono abhi bhi khade the. Main uske upar latki hui, saans haafti hui. Uske lund se abhi bhi thoda cum tipak raha tha, meri thighs ke beech se neeche girta hua. Meri siskariyan ab dheemi pad rahi thi, lekin body abhi bhi uske cum ko feel kar rahi thi—andar deep, garam, bhari hui.

Usne mujhe dheere se neeche utara. Meri taangein abhi bhi kaamp rahi thi. Uske lund se judi hui sticky lines meri chut se nikal rahi thi. Khade-khade wali yeh lambi, gehli, aur continuous chudai… deewar ke saath, uske strong haathon mein, aur ant mein uska poora paani meri chut mein…


Bahot der ho gayi thi. Chowkidar ke saath jo lambi, gehli chudai hui thi, uske baad mera jism abhi bhi halka-halka kaamp raha tha. Uske cum meri chut ke andar se dheere-dheere bahar nikal raha tha, thighs ke beech chipak raha tha. Main uthi, kapde dhoondhne lagi. Petticoat, blouse, dupatta… sab kuch jaldi-jaldi pehna. Body abhi bhi paseene se geeli thi, chunchiyan blouse ke andar se tight feel ho rahi thin, aur chut bilkul sticky.

Chowkidar ne mujhe dekhte hue apna lund sahlaaya, lekin main jaldi mein thi. Ghar jaana tha. Raat ke do baj rahe the. Main chupke se uske room se nikal gayi, gate se baahar aayi, aur seedha apne ghar ki taraf chal di.

Ghar pahunchi to gate thoda sa khula hua tha. Andar se halki-halki awaaze aa rahi thin. Main sochi mummy so rahi hogi, lekin awaazein saaf sunayi de rahi thin—thap-thap… thap-thap… aur uske saath meri mummy ki dabi hui siskariyan.

Main chupke se andar gayi. Hall se hoti hui bedroom ke darwaze tak pahunchi. Darwaza poora band nahi tha, thoda sa khula hua tha. Main saans rok kar us gap se dekhne lagi.

Aur jo nazar aaya… usne meri saans hi atka di.

Mummy bed par doggy style mein thi. Haath aage karke mattress ko pakde hue, kamar upar uthi hui, aur peeche budhdha khada tha. Uske dono haath mummy ki moti, soft kamar par the, aur woh zor-zor se dhakke maar raha tha.

Uske mote, geele lund mummy ki chut ke andar poora ghus-baahar ho raha tha. Har thrust pe mummy ki badi-badi gaand hilti, thighs kaampte, aur unki soft, bhari hui chunchiyan neeche latakti hui thap-thap karti.

“Ahh… ahh… dheere… nahi… tez kar… ahh…” mummy ki awaaz dabi hui thi, lekin saaf sunayi de rahi thi.

Budhdhe ne pace badha diya. Ab dhakke medium se tez ho gaye. Har baar uska lund poora andar jaata, base mummy ki soft lips se takrata, aur phir bahar nikaalta. Geeli, sticky awaaz nikalne lagi—thap… thap… thap… thap… Charpai bhi uske dhakkon se hil rahi thi—khat… khat… khat…

Mummy ki gaand bilkul open thi uske liye. Budhdhe ne dono haathon se uski gaand ke lobes ko khol rakha tha, taaki lund aur deep ja sake. Kabhi-kabhi woh ek haath aage le jaakar mummy ki latakti hui chunchi ko pakad leta, jam ke dabata, masalta, nipple ko ungliyon ke beech pinch karta.

“Ahhh… haan… wahan… ahh… aur deep…” mummy ki siskariyan ab thodi unchi ho gayi thin.

Main darwaze ke peeche khadi-khadi dekh rahi thi. Meri apni chut, jo abhi thodi der pehle chowkidar ke cum se bhari hui thi, phir se geeli hone lagi. Main apni taangein daba kar khadi rahi, saans control karti hui.

Budhdhe ne position aur better ki. Usne mummy ki kamar ko aur neeche dabaaya, taaki angle change ho. Ab uske dhakke bilkul gehre aur forceful the. Har dhakke pe mummy ki body aage ko dhakel jaati, chunchiyan mattress se ragad khaati, aur unki siskari nikal jaati—

“Ahh… ahh… ahh… umm… ahh… mat ruk… ahh…”

Lambi der tak yahi chalta raha. Kabhi slow, deep thrusts—poora lund andar, thoda sa ghumakar, phir bahar. Kabhi tez, short, mazboot dhakke. Har baar mummy ki gaand hilti, thighs kaampte, aur unki geeli chut se sticky awaaz nikalti.

Budhdhe ne ek haath mummy ki chut ke neeche le jaakar unki clit ko sahlaana shuru kiya. Ungli se gol-gol ghumata, dabaata, jabki doosre haath se kamar pakde hue dhakke maarta raha. Mummy ki awaaze ab control ke bahar thi—

“Ahhh… ahhh… bas… wahi… ahh… nikalne wali hoon… ahh…”

Usne pace aur tezz kar diya. Ab dhakke bahut fast the. Bed zor-zor se hil rahi thi. Mummy ki soft, bhari hui gaand har thrust pe uske pet se takrati. Geeli awaaz aur unchi siskariyan room mein gunj rahi thin.

Phir budhdhe ne dono haath mummy ki kamar par jamaye aur last strong dhakke maare. “Ab… nikalta… andar…”

Usne kuch last, bahut gehre dhakke maare aur apna poora paani mummy ki chut ke deep mein chod diya. Garam, thick cum ki dhaar andar jaane lagi. Mummy uske saath hi kaamp uthi—siskariyan, body tight, chut uske lund ko squeeze karti hui.

“Ahhh… ahhh… garam… ahh… bhar diya… ahh…”

Budhdhe ke pani ki giravat zyada thi. Andar bhar raha tha, thoda sa bahar bhi nikalne laga aur mummy ki thighs par behne laga. Woh abhi bhi halka-halka thrust de raha tha, last drops nikalte hue. Mummy ki chut uske cum se bhari hui thi—sticky, garam, aur bilkul full.

Dono abhi bhi usi position mein the. Mummy haath aage kiye, kamar upar, saans haafti hui. Budhdhe ka lund abhi bhi unki chut mein tha, thoda-thoda cum tipak raha tha. Mummy ki siskariyan ab dheemi pad rahi thin, lekin unki body abhi bhi uske cum ko feel kar rahi thi—andar deep, garam, bhari hui.

Main darwaze ke peeche khadi-khadi yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Meri apni saans tez ho chuki thi. Meri chut phir se bilkul geeli ho gayi thi. Chowkidar ka cum abhi bhi mere andar tha, aur ab mummy ko is tarah doggy style mein chudte dekh kar… meri body phir se garam hone lagi thi.

Main chupke se wahan se hat gayi, apne room ki taraf badh gayi. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Aankhon ke saamne abhi bhi woh scene ghoom raha tha—mummy ki uthi hui gaand, budhdhe ke gehre dhakke, unki siskariyan, aur ant mein uska poora paani unki chut mein…

Raat abhi baaki thi.

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Main apne bedroom mein leti thi, lekin neend bilkul nahi aa rahi thi. Darwaza band karke bhi awaaze rok nahi paayi thin. Wohi budhdha… jiske mote lund ne kal raat meri seal todi thi, aaj usi lund se meri mummy ki chut ko poori tarah se khol raha tha.

Unki siskariyan aur chudai ki awaaze seedha mere room tak aa rahi thin.

“Ahh… ahh… uhh… ahhh… dheere nahi… poora daal… ahh…”

Thap… thap… thap… thap…
Geeli, sticky awaaz. Charpai ki khat-khat. Aur mummy ki dabi hui, lekin saaf sunayi dene wali siskariyan.

Main kapdon mein lipati hui, andhere mein leti-leti sun rahi thi. Meri apni chut abhi bhi chowkidar ke cum se sticky thi, lekin ab yeh awaaze sun kar phir se geeli hone lagi thi. Main taangein daba kar leti rahi. Har siskari pe meri saans ruki jaati.

Budhdhe ke dhakke ab bahut gehre aur continuous the. Mujhe saaf feel ho raha tha ki woh mummy ki chut ko bilkul khol chuka hai. Pehle dheere-dheere, phir tez. Kabhi slow deep thrusts, kabhi fast short dhakke. Har baar mummy ki awaaz badal jaati—

“Ahhh… haan… wahan… ahh… aur andar… ahh… mat nikaal… ahh…”

Kabhi-kabhi budhdhe ki bhi halki grunting awaaz aa jaati. “Itni… tight… abhi bhi… kitni garam…”

Main jaanti thi woh jhooth nahi bol raha. Kai din pahale usi lund ne meri seal todi thi. Us raat dard ke saath jo gehli garmi thi, aaj wohi lund mummy ki soft, bhari hui chut ko phaad raha tha. Meri aankhon ke saamne scene ghoom raha tha—mummy doggy mein, gaand upar, chunchiyan neeche latakti hui, aur peeche budhdha apna poora lund andar tak dhakel raha.

Awaaze rukti nahi thin. Kabhi-kabhi mummy ki siskari itni unchi ho jaati ki main sochti ab ghar wale sun lenge, lekin raat ke teen baj rahe the. Koi nahi tha.

Phir ek lambe time baad awaaze badal gayi. Dhakke tez ho gaye. Bedroom se aavaje jor se aane lagi. Mummy ki siskariyan ab continuous thi—

“Ahh… ahh… ahh… nikalne wali… ahh… andar hi… ahh…”

Budhdhe ne last strong dhakke maare. Mujhe saaf sunayi diya jab usne apna paani mummy ke andar choda. Mummy ki lambi, kaampti hui siskari… aur phir dheere-dheere awaaze halki padti gayi. Bas halki saansen, sticky tipakne ki awaaz, aur kabhi-kabhi mummy ka halka “ahh…” jab budhdha abhi bhi andar hi halka-halka hil raha tha.

Main andhere mein leti rahi. Meri chut bilkul geeli ho chuki thi. Main apne haath se apni thighs daba kar soyi… lekin neend nahi aayi.

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Subah hui.

Halki roshni room mein aa rahi thi. Main uthi to pehle toh suni—bahar se darwaza khulne ki awaaz. Main chupke se apne room ke darwaze ke paas gayi aur jhaank kar dekha.

Budhdha kapde pehen raha tha. Kurta, pajama. Uske chehre par wohi thakan thi jo raat mere saath bhi thi. Mummy charpai par leti hui thin. Chadar se dhakne ki koshish kar rahi thin, lekin unki gaand aur thighs ke beech se abhi bhi halka sa cum dikh raha tha. Unki chunchiyan chadar ke neeche se bhi bhari-bhari lag rahi thin. Baal bikhre hue, honth sooje hue, aur aankhein neeche jhuki hui.

Budhdha ne kuch nahi kaha. Bas ek nazar mummy par daali, phir chupke se nikal gaya. Gate ki awaaz hui… aur woh chala gaya.

Main kuch der tak darwaze ke peeche khadi rahi. Phir dheere se bahar nikli.

Mummy ne mujhe dekh liya.

Unki aankhein meri aankhon se mili… aur turant najrein chura li. Woh chadar ko aur kheench kar apne jism par lapetne lagi. Unke gale par, chunchiyon ke upar, aur gardan par halki-halki laal nishaniyan thin. Unki chut se abhi bhi thoda cum tipak raha hoga, yeh main unki thighs ki sticky lines se samajh sakti thi.

Main chupchap kitchen ki taraf badh gayi. Mummy ne peeche se halki awaaz mein kaha, “Chai… bana loon?”

Unki awaaz mein thakan thi. Aur sharam.

Mainne sirf “Hmm” kaha. Unse nazar nahi mili.

Woh uthin. Chadar ko sambhalte hue bathroom ki taraf gayi. Unki chaal bilkul normal nahi thi. Taangein thodi faili hui, kamar mein halka dard, jaise raat bhar gehre dhakke sehne ke baad hota hai. Bathroom ka darwaza band hua… aur andar se paani ki awaaz aayi.

Main kitchen mein khadi-khadi soch rahi thi.

Wohi budhdha… jiske lund ne meri seal todi thi, aaj usi lund ne mummy ki chut ko poori tarah se khol diya tha. Raat bhar unki siskariyan mere room tak aati rahi thin. Aur ab subah… mummy meri nazar chura rahi thin.

Unke jism par uski nishaniyan thin. Unki chut uske cum se bhari hui hogi. Bilkul waise hi jaise kal raat meri thi.

Mainne chai banani shuru ki. Haath kaamp rahe the.

Bathroom se paani band hua. Mummy bahar aayi. Ab unhone saari pehan li thi. Baal thode sambhale hue. Lekin unki aankhein abhi bhi meri taraf nahi uthi thin. Woh chupchap aayi, mere haath se chai ka cup le liya, aur baith gayi. Cup ko haath mein liye hue, nazar neeche, chup.

Main bhi unke saamne baith gayi.

Dono chup.
Sirf chai ki bhaap uthti hui.
Aur beech mein woh raat… jo ab dono ke jism mein basi hui thi.

Mummy ne ek baar halka sa muh khola, kuch kehna chahti thin… lekin phir se nazar jhuka li. Unke honth abhi bhi thode sooje hue the. Unki saari ke neeche unki chunchiyan normal se thodi bhaari lag rahi thin, jaise raat bhar masle aur choose jaane ke baad hoti hain.

Mainne chai pi.
Woh bhi.

Koi nahi bola.

Lekin dono jaante the.
Raat kya hui thi.
Aur subah kya nazar aa raha tha.


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Chai ke cup haath mein the. Dono chupchaap baithi thin. Subah ki roshni kitchen mein fail rahi thi, lekin beech ka mahaul bhaari tha. Mummy ki nazar abhi bhi cup par thi. Unke honth thode sooje hue, baal abhi bhi poori tarah se nahi sambhale, aur unki saari ke neeche jism ki thakan saaf jhalak rahi thi.

Mainne pehle bolne ki himmat ki.

“Mummy…”

Woh ekdam se meri taraf dekhne lagi. Aankhein mili… phir phir se jhuk gayi. Cup ko dono haathon se pakde hue, jaise usi se himmat le rahi hon.

Mainne phir kaha, “Raat ko… main sun rahi thi.”

Ab unki aankhein uthin. Is baar nazar nahi churayi. Bas dekhte rahi. Phir dheere se cup neeche rakha aur boli, awaaz mein thakan aur sharam dono thi—

“Pata hai tujhe… sun liya tune.”

Main chup rahi. Woh saans bhari, jaise koi bhaari baat kehne se pehle himmat jama rahi ho. Phir boli—

“Woh producer… usne aag laga di thi, Anita. Samajhti hai? Film ke chakkar mein… project ke chakkar mein. Usne clearly keh diya tha ki agar main uske kehte se nahi maani, toh tera kaam band. kuch-kuch keh raha tha. Main ghabra gayi thi. Bahut.”

Mummy ki awaaz thodi kaamp rahi thi. Woh aage jhuki, apni saari ke pallu ko aur kheench kar seene par daba liya, jaise ab bhi apne jism ko chhupa rahi ho.

“Us raat jab budhdha bulaya … main roki nahi. Kyunki mujhe pata tha woh producer ke Lund me dam nahi tha .Aur…” woh thodi der chup rahi, phir aankhein utha kar seedha meri taraf dekha, “vaise bhi… woh tujhe chod chuka hai. Haina?”

Mera dil zor se dhadak utha. Main cup haath se neeche rakhne hi wali thi ki mummy ne mera haath pakad liya. Unka haath garam tha, thoda kaamp raha tha.

“Main jaanti hoon, Anita. Kal raat se pehle hi mujhe pata chal gaya tha. Usne khud bataya… kis tarah usne teri seal todi. Kis tarah tu uske neeche thi. Kitni der tak… kitne gehre dhakke maare usne. Woh sab kuch jaanta hai hamara. Hamara bhed uske paas hai. Isliye… isliye mainne bhi nahi rokha usko.”

Mummy ki aankhein ab geeli ho rahi thin, lekin aansu nahi giraye. Woh boli, awaaz dheemi lekin saaf—

Producer ne lund ne Aag lagai thi to Isliye maine usko chudai ke lie buleaya. Raat bhar. Doggy mein, seedha, har tarah se. Usne meri chut bilkul khol di, Anita. Jo lund teri seal tod chuka tha, usi ne aaj meri chut ko bhi apna bana liya.”

Main sun rahi thi. Meri saans ruk-ruk kar chal rahi thi. Mummy ka haath ab bhi mere haath par tha.

Woh aur nazdeek aayi. Ab unki awaaz bilkul dheemi thi, jaise koi bada raaz de rahi hon—

“Ab sun acche se. Yeh baat yahin rehti hai. Apne Papa ko mat batana. Kabhi nahi. Agar unhe pata chal gaya na… toh sab kuch khatam. Ghar, izzat, sab. Woh budhdha hamara bhed jaanta hai. Woh tujhe bhi chod chuka hai, mujhe bhi. Ab hum dono uske hisaab se bound hain. Samajh gayi?”

Mainne sir hilaya. Bol nahi paayi.

Mummy ne mera haath thoda zor se dabaya. “Bol. Samajh gayi na? Papa ko bilkul mat batana. Na kal ki baat, na aaj raat ki. Na yeh ki main uske saath soyi, na yeh ki usne tujhe… touch kiya. Kuch nahi. Chup rehna. Dono rehna.”

Mainne dheere se kaha, “Haan… samajh gayi.”

Mummy ne meri aankhon mein dekha. Unki nazar mein ab sharam ke saath ek tarah ki thakan aur majboori dono thi. Woh boli—

“Usne kaha hai ki woh ab bulane par aayega. . Aur jab tak yeh bat kisi ko pata nahi chalni chahiye, tab tak hum… vo baat maanenge. Samajh rahi hai na tu?”

Main chupchaap baithi rahi. Mummy ne mera haath chhoda, cup uthaya aur ek ghoont bhara. Phir dheere se boli—

“Ab uth. Naha le. Din normal ki tarah guzarna hai. Papa shaam ko aayenge. Unke saamne kuch bhi normal nahi lagna chahiye. Main bhi try karungi. Tu bhi kar. Aur haan…” woh thodi der ruk kar boli, “agar woh phir aaye… toh dena. Mat rona, mat chillana. Jo karna hai, kar lena. Kyunki ab rasta nahi hai.”

Main uth khadi hui. Mummy ne bhi cup neeche rakha. Dono ki nazar ek baar phir mili. Is baar unmein koi sharam nahi thi… bas ek gahri, thaki hui samajh thi. Ki ab hum dono ek hi kashti mein hain. Us budhdhe ke lund ne dono ki chut khol di thi. Aur ab uska raaz hamare upar latak raha tha.

Main bathroom ki taraf badh gayi. Peeche se mummy ki awaaz aayi, bilkul dheemi—

“Anita…”

Main ruk gayi.

“Jo hua… woh majboori thi. Teri bhi, meri bhi. Ab aage jo hoga… woh bhi. Bas Papa ko mat batana. Kabhi nahi.”

Mainne bina mude “Haan” kaha, aur bathroom mein chali gayi.


Paani garam tha.
Lekin andar se ek ajib si thandak fail rahi thi.



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Sunday subah thi.
Mummy ne pehle se bol rakha tha ki aaj mera modeling show hai. Studio mein special shoot tha—topless theme. Main subah se hi ghabra rahi thi. Pet mein flutters, saans tez, aur neeche ek ajib si gehli si feeling jo sharam ke saath mil kar aur tezz ho rahi thi.

Mummy ne mere liye kapde nikaale. Simple loose top, jeans, aur neeche soft bra. Unhone kaha, “Studio pahunch kar change kar lena. Abhi se tension mat le.”

Hum dono nikal gaye. Raaste bhar main chup thi. Mummy kabhi-kabhi meri taraf dekh leti, phir boli, “Dar mat. Main tere saath hoon. Himmat rakh. Yeh sirf kaam hai. Tu strong hai.”

Studio pahunchte hi environment alag tha. Bright lights, reflectors, cameras, aur log—photographer, assistants, m

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UPDET 6

Sunday subah thi.
Mummy ne pehle se bol rakha tha ki aaj mera modeling show hai. Studio mein special shoot tha—topless theme. Main subah se hi ghabra rahi thi. Pet mein flutters, saans tez, aur neeche ek ajib si gehli si feeling jo sharam ke saath mil kar aur tezz ho rahi thi.

Mummy ne mere liye kapde nikaale. Simple loose top, jeans, aur neeche soft bra. Unhone kaha, “Studio pahunch kar change kar lena. Abhi se tension mat le.”

Hum dono nikal gaye. Raaste bhar main chup thi. Mummy kabhi-kabhi meri taraf dekh leti, phir boli, “Dar mat. Main tere saath hoon. Himmat rakh. Yeh sirf kaam hai. Tu strong hai.”

Studio pahunchte hi environment alag tha. Bright lights, reflectors, cameras, aur log—photographer, assistants, makeup artist, stylist. Sab professional, lekin meri nazar mein sabki aankhein bhaari lag rahi thin. Mummy mere bilkul saath thin. Unhone mera haath pakda aur dheere se dabaya.

“Anita, dekh. Yahan sab apna kaam kar rahe hain. Tu bas apne upar focus kar. Main yahin khadi hoongi. Jab bolun, tab nikal dena. Theek hai?”

Mainne sir hilaya. Makeup chair par baithi. Face light, eyes soft, lips natural pink. Baal open, thode se waves ke saath. Phir change room.

Mummy andar aayi. Darwaza band kiya. Mainne top utara, bra kholi. Meri chunchiyan free ho gayin. Soft, round, nipples already thode tight the—sharam aur excitement dono se. Mummy ne meri aankhon mein dekha.

“Dekh mujhe,” unhone kaha, awaaz shant lekin mazboot. “Yeh tera jism hai. Tu isse control karti hai. Bahar jaakar camera ke saamne sirf model ban jaana. Sharam aayegi, lekin us sharam ko feel kar… aur usko apni strength bana. Main dekh rahi hoongi. Tu akeli nahi hai.”

Unhone mere kandhe par haath rakha, thoda sa compress kiya. “Himmat. Ab nikal.”

Mainne deep breath li. Door khola.

Studio floor par lights already set the. White seamless background. Photographer ne mujhe dekha aur nod kiya. “Ready when you are.”

Mainne apna top bilkul hata diya. Ab upar se bilkul nangi thi. Sirf neeche jeans. Meri chunchiyan free thin—soft skin par lights pad rahi thin, nipples thode dark aur tight. Jaise hi main lights ke neeche aayi, room ka temperature alag feel hua. Sabki nazar meri chhaati par thi. Photographer, assistant, even makeup girl jo side mein khadi thi.

Sharam ki ek tezz lehar meri body se guzri. Gale tak laal ho gayi. Lekin usi sharam ke saath neeche ek gehli garmi bhi fail gayi. Meri chut jeans ke andar se sticky feel hone lagi. Nipples aur tight ho gaye, bilkul pointed.

Mummy side mein khadi thin. Unhone meri nazar pakdi aur halka sa nod kiya. “Breathe. Pose de.”

Photographer ne direction diya. “Chest thoda forward. Shoulders back. Look into the lens… soft.”

Mainne pose liya. Haath neeche, chunchiyan poori expose. Lights itni clear thin ki meri skin ki har line, nipple ke around ka halka goosebump, sab dikh raha tha. Har click pe flash. Main thoda sa hilti, pose change karti—kabhi side, kabhi thoda jhuk kar, kabhi seedha camera ko dekhte hue.

Har baar jab koi naya angle hota, meri sharam badhti. Lekin us sharam ke neeche body garam ho rahi thi. Chunchiyan lights mein chamak rahi thin. Kabhi-kabhi thandi hawa ke jhonke se nipples aur tight ho jaate, aur main andar hi andar siskari daba leti.

Mummy ne ek baar paas aakar dheere se kaha, “Bahut accha. Confident dikh rahi hai. Aur thoda chest upar… haan, aise. Tu kar sakti hai.”

Unki awaaz se himmat mili. Mainne aur bold poses diye. Ek pose mein haath upar kiye, chunchiyan poori tarah se open, kamar thodi si twist. Doosre mein aage jhuk kar, taaki cleavage aur depth dikhe. Flash… flash… flash.

Time guzarta gaya. Meri skin garam thi. Thoda sa paseena beech mein aa gaya tha. Nipples bilkul hard. Neeche jeans bilkul geeli si feel ho rahi thi. Sharam ab bhi thi—bahut thi—lekin uske saath ek ajib sa nasha bhi tha. Sabke saamne nangi chhaati liye khadi hona… unki nazar meri body par… aur mummy ka continuous support.

Photographer ne last set liya. “One final. Look directly at me. Soft smile, but eyes intense.”

Mainne dekha. Camera ke through sabki nazar. Meri chunchiyan lights mein glow kar rahi thin. Mainne smile kiya—thoda sharmila, thoda bold. Flash.

“Done. Beautiful set.”

Mainne turant apna top uthaya aur pehen liya. Haath kaamp rahe the. Mummy ne aage badh kar mera haath pakda.

“Bahut accha kiya,” unhone dheere se kaha. “Himmat dikhai. Main proud hoon.”

Main unki taraf dekhne lagi. Ab bhi meri saans tez thi. Body abhi bhi garam thi. Chunchiyan top ke andar se sensitive feel ho rahi thin. Sharam aur garmi dono ab bhi andar ghoom rahi thin.

Hum dono change room ki taraf badhe. Mere pair abhi bhi halka-halka kaamp rahe the. Studio ke log apna kaam kar rahe the, lekin meri skin par ab bhi unki nazar ka ehsaas tha.

Mummy ne darwaza band kiya aur meri taraf dekha.
“Ab feel kaisa ho raha hai?”

Mainne dheere se kaha, “Sharam… bahut sharam aa rahi thi. Lekin…”
Main ruk gayi.

Mummy ne halka sa muskurate hue kaha, “Lekin garam bhi. Pata hai. Dikha tha tere face pe, tere body pe. Yeh normal hai. Pehli baar topless shoot thi. Tu strong rahi.”

Unhone mera baal peeche kiya aur boli, “Ab ghar chalte hain. Aaj tu ne jo kiya… woh easy nahi tha. Main jaanti hoon.”

Mainne top ke andar se apni ab bhi tight chunchiyon ko feel kiya. Neeche ab bhi gehli si feeling thi. Sharam ki laali ab bhi gale tak thi… aur uske neeche ek gehra, garam ehsaas.

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Studio se baahar nikalte hi dhoop tez thi. Main top ke andar se ab bhi apni chunchiyon ko feel kar rahi thi—sensitive, thodi si bhaari, nipples ab bhi poori tarah se shant nahi hue the. Jeans ke neeche woh gehli si feeling ab bhi thi. Sharam ki laali ab face se dheere-dheere utar rahi thi, lekin andar ek ajib sa nasha ab bhi ghoom raha tha.

Mummy ne mera haath pakda hua tha. Unhone auto rokaya. Hum dono baith gaye. Raaste bhar main window se baahar dekhti rahi, lekin dimaag studio mein hi atka hua tha—lights, camera, sabki nazar meri nangi chhaati par, aur woh moment jab maine pehli baar top bilkul hata diya tha.

Mummy ne dheere se kaha, “Ab bhi kaamp rahi hai tu.”

Mainne unki taraf dekha. “Thoda… haan.”

Unhone mera haath apne haath mein le liya. “Normal hai. Pehli baar itne logon ke saamne itna expose hua hai. Body react karti hai. Sharam aati hai, lekin uske neeche kuch aur bhi hota hai. Tune sambhala acche se.”

Main chup rahi. Unki ungliyon ka pressure mere haath par tha—garam, mazboot. Auto ke jhatkon se meri chunchiyan top ke andar se halki-halki hil rahi thin, aur har baar ek chhoti si lehar neeche tak chali jaati.

Ghar pahunche to shaam ke almost paanch baj rahe the. Papa abhi office se nahi aaye the. Mummy ne gate khola. Andar aate hi unhone kaha, “Naha le. Paani garam kar deti hoon. Phir shaanti se baithenge.”

Main seedha bathroom chali gayi. Kapde utaare. Mirror mein apne aap ko dekha—chunchiyan ab bhi thodi si laal-surkh thin, nipples soft ho chuke the lekin ab bhi sensitive. Mainne haath se unhe chhua to ek halki si siskari nikal gayi. Neeche chut ab bhi bilkul sticky thi. Studio ki woh feeling ab bhi jism mein basi hui thi.

Paani ke neeche khadi rahi. Garam paani se body dhili hui, lekin andar ki garmi poori tarah se nahi utri. Mainne jaldi se naha liya, soft cotton frock pehen li—bina bra ke. Chunchiyan frock ke patle kapde se saaf shape de rahi thin. Baal geele the.

Baahar aayi to mummy kitchen mein thin. Unhone meri taraf dekha, nazar ek second ke liye meri chhaati par ruki, phir aankhein utha kar meri aankhon mein dekhne lagi.

“Feel kaisa hai ab?” unhone poocha.

Main fridge se paani nikaalte hue boli, “Ab bhi… thoda ajib sa. Jaise sab dekh rahe hon.”

Mummy paas aayi. Unhone mera geela baal peeche kiya aur boli, “Yeh feeling dheere-dheere kam hogi. Lekin aaj jo tune kiya, usse tera confidence badha hai. Main dekh sakti thi—shuru mein tu kaamp rahi thi, phir tu pose dene lagi. Camera ke saamne tu strong dikhi.”

Unki awaaz mein ek tarah ki warmth thi. Mainne unki taraf dekha. Frock ke andar meri chunchiyan ab bhi thodi sensitive thin. Mummy ki nazar phir se neeche gayi, phir upar.

“Bina bra ke thi studio mein bhi… aur ab bhi hai,” unhone halka sa muskurate hue kaha. “Comfortable feel ho raha hai?”

Mainne sir hilaya. “Haan… abhi ke liye.”

Mummy ne chai banani shuru ki. Main unke saath kitchen counter par khadi ho gayi. Dono chupchaap. Sirf gas ki aahat aur cup-saucer ki halki awaaz. Lekin beech mein ek ajib sa sukoon tha. Studio ki woh tezz garmi ab dheere-dheere ek soft, andar tak utarti hui feeling mein badal rahi thi.

Chai ready hui. Hum dono balcony mein aa gaye. Baith gaye. Shaam ki hawa aa rahi thi. Meri frock hawa se thodi si hil rahi thi, chunchiyon ka shape aur clear ho jaata. Mummy ne dekha, lekin kuch nahi kaha. Bas chai ka sip liya.

Thodi der baad unhone kaha, “Aaj raat jaldi so jaana. Body thak gayi hogi. Kal se phir normal routine.”

Mainne “Haan” kaha, lekin andar se jaanti thi ki aaj ki baat itni aasani se normal nahi hone wali thi. Lights, nazar, meri nangi chhaati, mummy ka haath mera haath pakde hue himmat dete hue… sab kuch ab bhi aankhon ke saamne tha.

Shaam dhalne lagi. Papa ke aane ka time hone wala tha. Mummy ne uthte hue kaha, “Chal, andar chalte hain. Kapde change kar le main. Tu bhi agar soona chahe to so ja.”

Main unke peeche-peeche andar aayi. Abhi bhi meri skin par studio ki feeling thi—sharam, garmi, aur mummy ki woh shant himmat.

Raat abhi baaki thi.
Aur us raat ke baad jo kuch bhi aane wala tha… woh alag tha.

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Raat ke almost das baj rahe the.
Papa abhi tak nahi aaye the. Unka phone bhi band tha. Mummy ne do-teen baar try kiya, phir haar kar keh diya, “Shayad late meeting ho gayi hogi. So jao. Subah aayenge.”

Main apne room mein leti thi. Fan tez chal raha tha, lekin body garam thi. Din bhar ka studio wala scene aankhon ke saamne ghoom raha tha—lights, camera, sabki nazar meri nangi chhaati par, nipples ka tight hona, neeche woh gehli feeling. Ab raat ke andhere mein woh feeling aur tezz ho gayi thi.

Main palat-palat kar leti rahi. Frock ke andar chunchiyan bilkul free thin. Har baar jab frock ka kapda unpar ragadta, ek halki si lehar neeche tak chali jaati. Chut ab bilkul sticky ho chuki thi. Mainne taangein dabaayi, phir kholi, phir dabaayi. Kuch nahi ho raha tha. Aag bhadak rahi thi.

Mummy ka room sheeshe se band tha. Unki saansen dheemi aa rahi thin—so gayi thin. Main uthi. Pairon tale soft sound na ho, isliye dheere-dheere darwaza khola. Hall se hoti hui seedhi baahar ki taraf badhi. Gate ka kundi dheere se khola. Baahar ki hawa thandi thi, lekin meri skin us thand ko bilkul nahi feel kar rahi thi.

Chowkidar ki ordi thodi door thi, compound ke corner mein. Ek chhoti si kothri, bilkul andheri. Main uski taraf badhne lagi. Pair zameen par soft pad rahe the. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha—sharam, garmi, aur ek gehra hunger sab mil kar.

Ordi ke paas pahunchi to darwaza thoda sa khula hua tha. Andar se halki roshni aa rahi thi—diye ki. Mainne dheere se push kiya. Darwaza khul gaya.

Chowkidar charpai par baitha tha. Sirf lungi mein. Upar se nanga. Uski chhaati par baal, pet thoda sa nikla hua, aur neeche lungi mein uska lund pehle se hi half hard tha. Usne mujhe dekhte hi aankhein badi kar liin.

Main andar aayi. Darwaza peeche se band kar diya. Ab dono ke beech sirf thodi si jagah thi. Mainne uski aankhon mein dekha. Kuch nahi bola. Bas haath frock ke hem par le gayi.

Dheere-dheere frock upar uthaya. Pehle thighs, phir kamar, phir pet. Jab frock chunchiyon ke neeche tak pahuncha, mainne ek second ruk kar uski nazar pakdi… phir poora upar kheench liya. Frock sir ke upar se nikal kar floor par gir gaya.

Ab main bilkul nangi thi uske saamne.
Sirf soft skin, tight nipples, aur neeche geeli chut.

Chowkidar ki saans bhaari ho gayi. Usne apni lungi ke neeche haath daal kar apna lund sahlaaya. Main uske aur kareeb gayi. Uske bilkul saamne khadi ho gayi. Meri chunchiyan uski aankhon ke level par thin. Usne haath badhaya, lekin mainne pehle uska haath pakad liya aur apni chhaati par rakh diya.

Uske mote, kaam karne wale haath ne meri soft chunchi ko pakda. Jam ke dabaya. Masla. Nipple ko ungliyon ke beech le kar pinch kiya. Mainne aankhein band kar liin. Ek lambi saans nikal gayi.

Usne doosra haath bhi aage badhaya. Ab dono chunchiyan uske haathon mein thin. Woh unhe daba raha tha, upar-neeche kar raha tha, nipples ko ghuma raha tha. Kabhi-kabhi jhuk kar ek ko muh mein le leta—garam jeebh, thook, aur halka sa daant. Mainne uske baalon mein haath daal diya.

Meri chut ab bilkul riste lagi thi. Mainne ek taang uski charpai par rakh di. Usne ek haath neeche le jaakar meri chut ko chhua. Do ungliyan seedha geele folds ke beech se slid ho gayiin. Usne andar daal diin—do ungliyan ek saath. Mainne zor se saans li.

“Kitni geeli…” usne dheere se kaha. Awaaz bhaari thi.

Usne ungliyon se andar hi andar ghumana shuru kiya. Kabhi slow, kabhi tez. Kabhi anguthe se clit ko dabaata. Meri siskariyan ab nikalne lagi thin—dabi hui, lekin room mein gunj rahi thin.

Mainne uski lungi kheench di. Uske lund ne chhutkara paaya—mota, garam, nasein phooli hui, tip se pehle se hi precum nikal raha tha. Mainne usse haath mein liya. Motai meri mutthi mein poori nahi aa rahi thi. Mainne upar se neeche tak sahlaaya. Usne meri chunchi ko zor se choos liya.

Phir usne mujhe charpai par dhakela. Main let gayi. Usne meri taangein khol diin. Apne lund ko meri chut ke muhane par tikaya… aur ek hi dhakke mein andar tak ghusaya.

“Ahhh…” meri awaaz nikal gayi.

Poora lund andar tha. Base meri soft lips se sata hua. Usne thodi der ruk kar mujhe feel karne diya, phir dheere-dheere hilna shuru kiya. Bahar nikaalta… poora andar. Har thrust pe meri chunchiyan hilti thin. Usne dono haathon se unhe pakad rakha tha—dabata, masalta, nipples ko kheenchta.

Pace badhne lagi. Ab dhakke medium the. Thap… thap… thap… geeli awaaz. Charpai hilne lagi. Main uske peeth ko apne nails se kuredne lagi. Meri taangein uski kamar ke peeche bandh gayiin.

Usne meri ek taang apne kandhe par rakh li. Angle change hua. Lund aur deep jaane laga. Main zor se siskari maari. “Ahhh… wahan… ahh… tez…”

Woh tez kar diya. Ab dhakke forceful the. Har baar lund poora andar tak jaata, uske balls meri gaand se takrate. Meri chut bilkul khul gayi thi uske liye. Dard nahi, sirf gehli, bhari hui, deep maza.

Usne jhuk kar meri dono chunchiyon ko ek-ek karke choosna shuru kiya. Thook se geeli, daanton se halka kaatta, jeebh se nipples ko ghumata. Main uske baalon ko pakde hue apni kamar uske dhakkon ke hisaab se hila rahi thi.

Lambi der tak yahi chalta raha. Kabhi slow deep—poora lund andar, ghumakar, phir bahar. Kabhi tez short dhakke. Har baar meri siskariyan uske saath milti—

“Ahh… ahh… ahh… umm… ahh… mat ruk…”

Mera jism paseene se geela ho chuka tha. Uske bhi. Dono ke jism chipak rahe the. Usne meri dono taangein fold karke mere chest tak daba diin. Ab uske dhakke bilkul gehre aur mazboot the. Har thrust pe meri awaaz nikal jaati.

Phir uske dhakke aur tezz ho gaye. Usne meri chunchiyon ko zor se pakad liya, muh se ek ko daboch liya. “Ab… nikalta… andar…”

Usne last strong thrusts maare aur apna poora paani meri chut ke deep mein chod diya. Garam, thick cum ki dhaar andar jaane lagi. Main uske saath hi kaamp uthi—body tight, chut uske lund ko mazbooti se squeeze karti hui, siskariyan control ke baahar.

“Ahhh… ahhh… garam… ahh…”

Uske cum ki quantity zyada thi. Andar bhar raha tha, thoda sa bahar bhi nikalne laga. Woh abhi bhi halka-halka thrust de raha tha, last drops nikalte hue. Meri chut uske cum se bhari hui thi—sticky, garam, bilkul full.

Dono kaampte hue pade the. Uske lund se abhi bhi thoda cum tipak raha tha, meri thighs ke beech se. Meri siskariyan ab dheemi pad rahi thin, lekin body abhi bhi uske cum ko feel kar rahi thi—andar deep, garam, bhari hui.



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Chowkidar meri chut ke andar abhi bhi tha. Uske cum ki garam dhaar ab dheere-dheere ruk rahi thi, lekin lund abhi bhi full andar tha. Main uske neeche kaamp rahi thi, saans haafti hui, chunchiyan uske seene se chipki hui. Charpai par dono ke jism ki thap-thap ab halki pad gayi thi, lekin meri siskariyan abhi bhi nikal rahi thin—

“Ahh… ahh… umm…”

Tabhi bahar se halki se footstep ki awaaz aayi.

Mainne aankhein kholi. Chowkidar bhi thoda sa ruk gaya. Lekin darwaza pehle se hi poora band nahi tha. Thoda sa gap tha.

Aur us gap se… mummy khadi thin.

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Mummy ki nazar pehle meri nangi peeth par padi. Phir neeche — jahan chowkidar ka mota lund meri chut ke andar se aadha bahar nazar aa raha tha, cum ki sticky lines meri thighs par beh rahi thin. Phir upar — meri chunchiyan uske haathon mein dabi hui, nipples abhi bhi tight.

Mummy ka saans ruk gaya.

Woh subah se hi garam thin. Studio mein jab maine topless pose diye the, unki nazar meri chunchiyon par bar-bar ruki thi. Meri soft, round, lights mein chamakti hui chhaati… nipples ka tight hona… meri sharmili lekin garam saansen. Unke andar bhi aag lagi thi. Raat ko jab Papa nahi aaye, woh aag aur bhadak gayi thi. Woh mere bedroom mein aayi thin — socha tha main so rahi hoongi, shayad mere paas let kar thoda sukoon mil jaaye. Lekin room khaali tha. Frock floor par pada tha. Window se bahar nazar gayi to chowkidar ki ordi ki batti jal rahi thi.

Aur ab… woh yahan thin.

Darwaze ke gap se dekh rahi thin.

Mainne unhe dekh liya tha. Meri aankhein unki aankhon se mili. Ek second ke liye dono chup. Phir chowkidar ne dheere se dhakka maara — poora lund phir se andar tak. Mainne zor se siskari li—

“Ahhh…”

Mummy ki saans bhaari ho gayi. Unhone darwaza bilkul nahi khola. Bas usi chhote se gap se dekhte rahi. Unki ek haath apni chunchi par chala gaya, saari ke upar se dabaane lagi.

Chowkidar ko shayad ehsaas ho gaya tha ki koi dekh raha hai, lekin usne rukna nahi tha. Usne meri taangein aur khol diin aur gehre dhakke maarne laga. Har thrust pe meri chut ki geeli, sticky awaaz nikalne lagi—

Thap… thap… thap… thap…

“Ahh… ahh… ahh… dheere… nahi… tez… ahh…”

Meri siskariyan ab unchi thi. Charpai ki khat-khat ke saath mil kar room mein gunj rahi thin. Chowkidar ne meri dono chunchiyon ko pakad liya, jam ke masla, nipples ko ungliyon ke beech pinch kiya. Phir jhuk kar ek ko muh mein le liya — zor se choosa, jeebh ghumayi, daant se halka kaata.

“Ahhh… haan… wahan… ahh…”

Mummy bahar se dekh rahi thin. Unki saari ke neeche ab unki apni chunchiyan bhi tight ho chuki thin. Unhone doosra haath neeche le jaakar apni chut par rakh liya — saari aur petticoat ke upar se hi dabaane lagi. Unki aankhein meri chudai se nahi hat rahi thin.

Chowkidar ne pace badha diya. Ab dhakke tez aur deep the. Har baar uska base meri soft lips se takrata, balls meri gaand se thap thap karate. Meri body har thrust ke saath hil rahi thi. Chunchiyan uske muh aur haathon mein compress ho rahi thin.

“Ahh… ahh… ahh… umm… ahh… mat ruk… ahh…”

Mummy ki saans ab muh se nikalne lagi thi. Unhone apni saari ka pallu thoda hataya aur seedha apni chunchi ko nangi kar liya. Haath se dabaane lagi, nipple ko pinch karne lagi. Doosre haath se petticoat upar kheench kar apni chut par ungli rakh di. Geeli ho chuki thi woh bhi.

Andar charpai par main bilkul khul chuki thi. Chowkidar ne meri ek taang apne kandhe par rakh li. Angle change hote hi lund aur deep jaane laga. Main zor se chillayi—

“Ahhh… wahan… ahhh… bas wahi… ahh…”

Thap-thap ki awaaz ab aur tezz thi. Meri geeli chut uske mote lund ko choos rahi thi. Har dhakke pe sticky, shwet si awaaz nikal rahi thi. Chowkidar ke balls meri gaand se takrate hue ek continuous rhythm bana rahe the.

Mummy ne apni ungli apni chut ke andar daal li. Do ungliyan. Woh bhi usi pace par hilane lagi jo andar chowkidar ke dhakkon ka tha. Unki siskariyan ab dabi hui nikalne lagi thin — “umm… ahh…” — lekin itni dheemi ki andar tak na jaaye.

Chowkidar ne meri dono chunchiyon ko chhod kar meri kamar pakad li aur aur tezz dhakke maarne laga. Ab charpai zor-zor se hil rahi thi. Meri awaaze control ke baahar thin—

“Ahh… ahh… ahh… ahhh… nikalne wali… ahh… andar… ahh…”

Mummy ki ungliyan bhi tezz ho gayi thin. Unki aankhein meri chut par jami hui thin — jahan chowkidar ka mota lund baar-baar ghus-bahar ho raha tha, cum ki purani lines ke saath nayi geeli awaaz nikal rahi thi. Unhone apni chunchi ko zor se masla aur apni ungliyon ko aur deep kiya.

Phir chowkidar ke dhakke aur short aur forceful ho gaye. Usne meri chunchiyon ko phir se pakad liya, muh se ek ko daboch liya aur last thrusts maare.

“Ab… nikalta… phir se…”

Usne apna doosra paani meri chut ke deep mein chod diya. Garam, thick cum ki nayi dhaar andar jaane lagi. Main uske saath hi kaamp uthi—

“Ahhh… ahhh… ahhh… garam… bhar diya… ahh…”

Meri body tight ho gayi. Chut uske lund ko mazbooti se squeeze kar rahi thi. Cum andar bhar raha tha, thoda sa bahar nikal kar meri thighs par behne laga.

Mummy ne bhi usi waqt apni ungliyon ko tezz kiya. Unki dabi hui siskari nikal gayi — “Ahh… umm…” — aur unki taangein kaampne lagi. Unhone apni chunchi itni zor se dabaayi ki unke nail ke nishaan pad gaye.

Andar charpai par dono haafte hue pade the. Chowkidar ka lund abhi bhi meri chut mein tha, thoda-thoda cum tipak raha tha. Meri siskariyan dheemi pad rahi thin—

“Ahh… ahh… umm…”

Bahar mummy ab bhi darwaze ke gap se dekh rahi thin. Unki saans abhi bhi bhaari thi. Unhone apni nangi chunchi ko saari se dhakne ki koshish ki, lekin haath kaamp raha tha. Unki ungliyan abhi bhi apni chut par thin, geeli, sticky.

Mainne unki aankhon mein dekha.
Woh meri aankhon mein dekh rahi thin.

Dono ke beech sirf ek chhota sa darwaze ka gap tha…
aur us gap mein poori raat ki garmi, siskariyan, aur chudai ki geeli awaaze bhari hui thin.

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Chowkidar abhi bhi meri chut ke andar tha. Uske doosre cum ki garam sticky feeling meri thighs tak beh rahi thi. Main uske neeche haafte hue leti thi, chunchiyan uske seene se chipki hui, saans abhi bhi tezz. Charpai par hum dono ke jism ki geeli thap-thap ab dheemi pad gayi thi, lekin meri siskariyan abhi bhi halki-halki nikal rahi thin—

“Ahh… umm… ahh…”

Darwaze ke gap se mummy ab bhi dekh rahi thin. Unki aankhein meri nangi body par thin — meri khuli hui taangein, chowkidar ka lund jo abhi bhi meri chut se judi hui thi, cum ki lines, aur meri sooji hui chunchiyan.

Phir… unhone haath badhaya.

Darwaze ko dheere se dhakka diya.

Kreeks…

Darwaza khul gaya.

Mummy andar aa gayiin.

Chowkidar ne turant meri taraf se hatne ki koshish ki, lekin mainne uski kamar pakad li. Mainne usse nahi hatne diya. Uske lund ko apni chut ke andar hi dabaye rakha. Mummy ki nazar neeche gayi — jahan hum dono jude hue the. Unki saans saaf sunayi di.

Mainne unki aankhon mein dekha. Meri awaaz mein thakan aur garmi dono thi—

“Andar aao… darwaza band kar do.”

Mummy ne ek second ruk kar dekha. Phir peeche haath badha kar darwaza band kar diya. Kundi laga di. Ab room mein sirf hum teen the. Diye ki halki roshni mein unka chehra saaf dikh raha tha — aankhein laal, honth thode khule hue, saans tez. Unki saari ka pallu ek taraf sarok diya hua tha, ek chunchi abhi bhi nangi thi jo unhone bahar se dabaayi thi. Nipple tight tha.

Chowkidar ne dheere se kaha, “Memsaab…”

Mummy ne uski taraf dekha. Awaaz mein koi gussa nahi tha. Sirf ek gehli si bhaari feeling thi.

“Chup reh.”

Woh charpai ke paas aayi. Itni kareeb ki meri nangi taang unke kapdon se chhoo rahi thi. Unhone neeche dekha — chowkidar ka mota lund abhi bhi meri chut ke andar tha, base se cum nikal-nikal kar meri gaand aur thighs par fail raha tha. Meri chut ke lips uske lund ko pakde hue the, sooje hue, geele.

Mummy ne haath badhaya.

Unki ungli ne pehle meri chunchi ko chhua. Soft. Phir poori hathheli se dabaaya. Meri jo chunchi chowkidar ke muh se nikal chuki thi, usse unhone apne haath mein le liya. Jam ke masla. Nipple ko ungliyon ke beech pinch kiya. Mainne aankhein band kar liin aur siskari nikaali—

“Ahhh…”

Chowkidar ne usi waqt halka sa dhakka maara. Lund andar hi andar hila. Mainne zor se saans li. Mummy ne meri chunchi ko chhod kar neeche haath le gaya. Unki ungliyan meri chut ke paas pahunchi — jahan chowkidar ka lund meri soft lips ko phaad kar andar tha. Unhone us jagah ko chhua jahan hum dono jude hue the. Cum unki ungliyon se chipak gaya.

“Itna… bhar diya isne,” mummy ne dheere se kaha. Awaaz kaamp rahi thi.

Unhone apni ungli se mere clit ko sahlaaya, jabki chowkidar ka lund abhi bhi andar tha. Main kaamp uthi. “Ahh… mummy…”

Mummy ne meri taraf dekha. Unki aankhein gehli thin. Unhone apni saari ka pallu poora hata diya. Doosri chunchi bhi nangi ho gayi. Phir petticoat ki naada kholi. Petticoat neeche gir gaya. Ab woh bhi upar se bilkul nangi thin — badi, bhaari chunchiyan, thodi si latakti hui, nipples dark aur tight. Neeche unki chut ke baal geele the. Woh khud bhi riste huye the.

Chowkidar ki nazar unki body par chali gayi. Uske lund ne meri chut ke andar ek dhakka aur maara — jaise unhe dekh kar aur hard ho gaya ho. Mainne siskari li.

Mummy charpai par baith gayiin. Meri sir ke paas. Unhone apna ek haath meri chunchi par rakha, doosra haath apni chut par. Unhone mujhe dekhte hue apni ungli apni chut ke andar daal li.

“Dekhti reh,” unhone dheere se kaha. “Jaise main dekh rahi thi… ab tu bhi dekh.”

Chowkidar samajh gaya. Usne meri taangein aur khol diin aur phir se dhakke maarne laga. Ab mummy bilkul kareeb thin. Har thrust pe meri chunchiyan hilti thin, aur mummy unhe haath se pakde rehti thin — dabati, masalti, nipples ko kheenchti. Kabhi-kabhi jhuk kar meri chunchi ko choos leti, bilkul waise jaise chowkidar pehle kar raha tha.

“Ahhh… ahh… mummy… ahh…”

Chowkidar ke dhakke ab tezz ho gaye the. Thap… thap… thap… geeli awaaz phir se room mein gunjne lagi. Meri siskariyan unchi thi. Mummy ki bhi dabi hui siskariyan ke saath mil rahi thin — kyunki woh apni ungliyon se khud ko tezz tezz hilane lagi thin.

“Ahh… ahh… umm… ahh… dekh kaise chod raha hai isse… ahh…”

Mummy ki awaaz bhi ab toot rahi thi. Unhone apni bhaari chunchi meri muh ke paas le aayi. Mainne muh khol diya. Unki soft, garam chunchi mere muh mein aa gayi. Mainne choosna shuru kiya. Nipple jeebh par, thook se geela. Mummy ne aankhein band kar liin aur lambi siskari nikaali—

“Ahhh… haan… choos… ahh…”

Chowkidar yeh dekh kar aur janwaar ban gaya. Usne meri dono taangein kandhon par rakh liin aur poori taaquat se dhakke maarne laga. Har dhakka pe meri body upar ko uthti, chunchiyan hilti, aur mummy ki chunchi mere muh se nikal-nikal kar phir se muh mein chali jaati.

Thap-thap-thap-thap…
Geeli, sticky, tez awaaz.
Meri siskariyan, mummy ki siskariyan, chowkidar ki bhaari saansen — sab mil kar room mein ek hi awaaz ban gayi thi.

Mummy ne apni ungliyan apni chut se nikaal kar meri chut par rakh diin — jahan chowkidar ka lund baar-baar ghus raha tha. Unhone apni geeli ungliyon se mere clit ko tezz tezz sahlaana shuru kiya, jabki chowkidar dhakke maarta raha.

“Ahhh… ahhh… mummy… wahan… ahh… nikalne wali… ahh…”

Main kaamp uthi. Mera orgasm itna tez aaya ki meri body arch ho gayi. Chut ne chowkidar ke lund ko itni zor se squeeze kiya ki woh bhi control nahi kar paya. Usne last gehre dhakke maare aur apna teesra paani meri chut ke andar chod diya.

“Ahhh… ahhh… garam… ahh…”

Mummy bhi usi waqt apni chunchi mere muh se nikaal kar apni ungliyon se khud ko tezz karne lagi. Unki taangein kaampne lagi, body tight hui, aur unhone meri chunchi ko itni zor se dabaaya ki unke nail ke nishaan pad gaye. Unki siskari nikal gayi—

“Ahhh… umm… ahhh…”

Teenon kaamp rahe the.
Charpai geeli thi.
Meri chut chowkidar ke cum se labriz thi.
Mummy meri chunchi abhi bhi pakde hue thin, saans haafti hui.

Room mein ab sirf bhaari saansen thi…
aur beech-beech mein meri aur mummy ki halki siskariyan.

Darwaza band tha.
Andar hum teen the.
Aur raat abhi bahut baaki thi.

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Room mein ab sirf hamari bhaari saansen thi. Chowkidar ka lund abhi bhi meri chut ke andar tha, thoda-thoda cum tipak raha tha. Mummy meri chunchi pakde hue thin, unki apni bhaari chunchiyan mere face ke bilkul kareeb. Diye ki roshni mein teenon ke jism geele, paseene se chamak rahe the.

Mummy ne pehle boli. Awaaz mein ab sharam kam, garmi zyada thi.

“Nikaal isse… ab meri bhi baari hai.”

Chowkidar ne dheere se apna lund meri chut se bahar nikaala. Cum ki moti dhaar meri thighs par behne lagi. Main haafte hue leti rahi. Mummy ne meri taangein aur khol diin aur neeche jhuk kar meri cum-bhari chut ko dekhne lagi. Unki ungliyon ne mere geele lips ko khola, andar ke cum ko feel kiya.

“Itna daal diya… poora bhar diya,” unhone dheere se kaha. Phir unhone apni ungliyon se thoda cum nikaal kar apni chut par mal liya. Main dekh rahi thi.

Chowkidar ab mummy ke peeche aa gaya. Usne unki bhaari gaand ko dono haathon se pakda aur unki chut ke muhane par apna abhi bhi hard lund tikaya. Mummy ne aage jhuk kar meri chunchiyon ko dono haathon se pakad liya. Mainne unki aankhon mein dekha.

“Dhakka maar,” mummy ne usse kaha.

Chowkidar ne ek hi gehre dhakke mein apna mota lund mummy ki chut ke andar tak ghusaya. Mummy ki lambi siskari nikal gayi—

“Ahhh… ahhh… saala… kitna mota… ahh…”

Main neeche se dekh rahi thi. Chowkidar ke dhakke shuru ho gaye. Har thrust pe mummy ki bhaari chunchiyan mere face ke upar hilti thin. Mainne muh khol diya aur unki ek chunchi ko muh mein le liya. Choosne lagi. Nipple jeebh par, garam, soft. Mummy ne meri baal pakad liye aur apni chunchi aur deep mere muh mein dhakel di.

“Haan… choos meri… ahh… aise hi… ahh…”

Chowkidar peeche se mummy ko chod raha tha. Gehre, mazboot dhakke. Thap… thap… thap… thap…
Mummy ki gaand uske pet se takrati, unki chut ki geeli awaaz nikalne lagi. Main neeche se unki dono chunchiyon ko bari-bari se choos rahi thi, masal rahi thi, daant se halka kaat rahi thi. Mummy ki siskariyan ab unchi thi—

“Ahh… ahh… ahh… tez… ahh… poora daal… ahh…”

Chowkidar ne pace badha diya. Ab dhakke tezz the. Mummy ki body har thrust ke saath aage ko dhakel jaati, unki chunchiyan mere muh se nikal-nikal kar phir se muh mein chali jaati. Mainne ek haath neeche le jaakar apni cum-bhari chut par rakh liya. Do ungliyan andar daal diin. Khud ko hilane lagi.

Mummy ne neeche dekha. Meri ungliyan meri chut mein dekh kar unki aankhein aur laal ho gayiin. Unhone mera haath hataya aur khud apni ungliyan meri chut mein daal diin — do ungliyan, tezz tezz. Andar ke cum ko ghumate hue, clit ko anguthe se dabaate hue.

“Ahhh… mummy… ahh…”

Ab scene bilkul jungli tha.
Peeche chowkidar mummy ki chut phaad raha tha — thap-thap-thap-thap.
Upar mummy meri chunchiyan chooswa rahi thin aur neeche meri chut mein ungliyan daale hue thin.
Main dono ke beech dabi hui, siskariyan nikaalte hue.

Chowkidar ne mummy ki kamar aur zor se pakad li aur last wale tezz dhakke maarne laga. Mummy ki awaaz toot gayi—

“Ahhh… ahhh… nikalne wali… ahh… andar hi daal… ahh…”

Usne poora paani mummy ki chut ke deep mein chod diya. Mummy kaamp uthi. Unki chut ne uske lund ko squeeze kiya, body tight ho gayi, aur unhone meri chunchi itni zor se dabaayi ki dard se meri siskari nikal gayi. Unki ungliyan meri chut ke andar bhi ruk gayiin, bas andar hi andar kaamp rahi thin.

Thodi der teeno kaampte rahe.

Phir chowkidar ne lund bahar nikaala. Mummy ki chut se cum ki moti dhaar bahar nikalne lagi aur unki thighs par behne lagi. Mummy meri upar hi let gayiin. Unki bhaari chunchiyan meri chunchiyon se chipak gayiin. Garam, soft, paseene se geeli. Mainne unhe dono haathon se pakad liya aur masalne lagi. Mummy ne meri gardan mein muh daal diya, saans haafti hui.

Chowkidar thodi der dekhte raha. Phir usne phir se apna lund sahlaana shuru kiya. Woh abhi bhi hard tha. Usne meri taangein kholi aur bina kuch kahe phir se meri chut ke andar dhakel diya. Mainne zor se siskari li—

“Ahhh… phir se… ahh…”

Mummy ne thoda sa upar uth kar dekha. Chowkidar meri chut mein dhakke maar raha tha, aur mummy ki apni chut se abhi bhi uska cum tipak raha tha. Unhone muskuraate hue meri chunchi ko choosna shuru kar diya. Main dono ke beech thi — neeche chowkidar meri chut phaad raha tha, upar mummy meri chunchiyan choos rahi thin.

Thap… thap… thap…
Meri siskariyan…
Mummy ki dabi hui siskariyan jab woh meri chunchi choosti…
Chowkidar ki bhaari saansen…

Mummy ne ek haath peeche le jaakar apni cum-bhari chut mein ungliyan daal liin. Woh meri chunchi choosne ke saath-saath khud ko bhi hilane lagi. Mainne unki doosri chunchi ko muh mein le liya. Ab dono maa-beti ek doosre ki chunchiyan choos rahe the, jabki chowkidar neeche se mujhe chod raha tha.

Room mein awaaze mil gayi thin—
geeli thap-thap,
choosne ki awaaz,
siskariyan,
charpai ki khat-khat.

Chowkidar ke dhakke tezz se tezz hote gaye. Main kaampne lagi. Mummy ne meri chunchi chhod kar meri aankhon mein dekha. Unki aankhein laal thin, muh se thook ki halki si line nikal rahi thi.

“Nikal… uske andar… phir se,” unhone usse kaha.

Chowkidar ne last strong thrusts maare aur apna paani phir se meri chut ke deep mein chod diya. Main unke neeche kaampte hue cum kar gayi. Mummy bhi apni ungliyon se khud ko tezz karke unke saath hi nikal gayiin. Unki siskari meri chunchi ke upar nikal rahi thi—

“Ahhh… ahhh… umm…”

Teenon phir se ek doosre se chipak kar haafte hue pade the.
Chowkidar ka lund ab bhi meri chut mein tha.
Mummy meri upar thin, unki chunchiyan meri chunchiyon se satti hui.
Neeche se cum meri thighs, mummy ki thighs, charpai… sab jagah fail raha tha.

Mainne mummy ki aankhon mein dekha.
Unhone meri aankhon mein dekha.
Kuch nahi kaha.
Bas unhone apna muh aage badhaaya aur meri honthon ko choom liya — gehri, gehli, thook se bhari hui kiss. Chowkidar ne woh dekhte hue apna lund meri chut ke andar hi halka-halka hilana shuru kar diya.

Raat abhi bahut baaki thi.
Aur teenon ke jism abhi thake nahi the.


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Cum meri chut se ab bhi tipak raha tha. Mummy meri upar thin, unki bhaari chunchiyan meri chunchiyon se chipki hui, dono ke nipples ek doosre se ragad kha rahe the. Chowkidar ne apna lund meri chut se dheere se bahar nikaala. Cum ki moti, sticky dhaar neeche behne lagi. Usne hum dono ko dekhte hue apna lund sahlaaya — abhi bhi hard, nasein phooli hui, tip se cum ki last drops gir rahi thin.

Mummy ne pehle position change ki.

Woh meri upar se hati aur charpai par seedha let gayiin. Taangein khol diin. Unki chut bilkul geeli thi, mere aur chowkidar ke cum se chamak rahi thi. Unhone apni dono chunchiyon ko haathon se pakad kar upar uthaaya aur mujhe dekha.

“Upar aa… meri chut par baith.”

Main unke upar chadh gayi. Apni cum-bhari chut ko unki chut se sata diya. Donon ki geeli folds ek doosre se chipak gayiin. Mainne kamar hilani shuru ki — upar-neeche, aage-peeche. Mummy ki chut meri chut se ragad kha rahi thi. Clit se clit tak. Garam, sticky, soft.

“Ahh… ahh… aise… ahh…” mummy ki siskari nikalne lagi.

Chowkidar peeche se aaya. Usne meri gaand ko dono haathon se khola aur apna mota lund meri chut ke muhane par tikaya — jahan main mummy ki chut se judi hui thi. Ek gehre dhakke mein woh andar tak ghus gaya. Ab main beech mein thi. Neeche mummy ki chut, upar chowkidar ka lund meri chut phaad raha tha.

Thap… thap… thap…

Har dhakke pe meri body aage ko dhakel jaati aur meri chut mummy ki chut se aur zor se ragad khaati. Mummy ne meri chunchiyan pakad liin aur zor se masalne lagi. Mainne jhuk kar unki ek chunchi muh mein le li. Choosne lagi. Nipple jeebh par ghumati, daant se halka kaatti.

“Ahhh… ahhh… dono… ahh…” mummy ki awaaz toot rahi thi.

Chowkidar ne meri kamar pakad kar tezz dhakke maare. Meri gaand uske pet se takrati. Neeche mummy meri chunchiyan chooswa rahi thin. Teenon ki awaaze mil gayi thin — geeli thap-thap, siskariyan, choosne ki awaaz.

Thodi der baad mummy ne kaha, “Ruko… ab position badlo.”

Chowkidar ne lund bahar nikaala. Main mummy ke upar se hati. Mummy ne mujhe charpai par seedha lita diya. Khud meri taangon ke beech aa gayiin aur apni chut meri chut se phir se sata di. Ab sixty-nine jaisi position thi, lekin dono chut ek doosre se chipki hui. Mummy ne aage jhuk kar meri chunchiyan choosni shuru kar diin. Mainne bhi unki bhaari chunchiyon ko muh mein le liya.

Chowkidar ne is baar mummy ke peeche position li. Unki gaand ko khola aur ek dhakke mein unki chut ke andar ghus gaya. Mummy ki siskari meri chunchi ke upar nikal gayi—

“Ahhh… saala… ahh…”

Ab rhythm badal gaya. Chowkidar mummy ko peeche se chod raha tha. Har dhakke pe mummy ki body meri body se ragad khaati, unki chut meri chut se, unki chunchiyan mere muh mein. Main neeche se unki chunchiyan choos rahi thi, masal rahi thi, aur apni taangein unki kamar ke peeche bandhe hue thi.

Thap-thap-thap-thap…
Mummy ki geeli chut ki awaaz…
Meri siskariyan…
Chowkidar ki grunting saansen…

Mummy ne ek haath neeche le jaakar meri clit ko tezz tezz sahlaana shuru kar diya. Main kaampne lagi. Unki ungliyan meri geeli folds mein, clit par pressure, jabki upar se chowkidar unki chut phaad raha tha.

“Ahhh… mummy… ahh… wahan… ahh…”

Main nikalne ke kareeb thi. Mummy samajh gayiin. Unhone apni ungliyan aur tezz kiin. Chowkidar ne bhi pace badha diya. Mummy ki chunchi mere muh se nikal kar phir se muh mein jaati. Main unke nipple ko daant se dabaate hue kaamp uthi. Mera orgasm itna tez aaya ki meri body arch ho gayi. Mummy ne meri chut ko apni chut se aur zor se dabaaye rakha.

Abhi main kaamp hi rahi thi ki mummy ne position phir se badli.

Woh uthi. Mujhe charpai par doggy bana diya — haath aage, gaand upar. Khud mere peeche aa gayiin aur apni chut meri gaand se sata di. Chowkidar ne pehle meri chut mein lund daala. Gehre dhakke. Thap… thap… thap…
Phir usne lund bahar nikaala aur mummy ki chut mein daal diya. Mummy ki siskari nikal gayi. Phir phir se meri chut mein. Phir mummy ki. Baari-baari se.

“Ahh… ahh… ahh…” meri aur mummy ki siskariyan ek doosre se mil rahi thin.

Chowkidar ab bilkul janwaar ban chuka tha. Woh ek baar meri chut phaadta, phir mummy ki, phir meri. Har baar cum aur geeli awaaz mil kar ek gandi, sticky sound bana rahi thi. Mummy ne aage jhuk kar meri chunchiyan pakad liin aur neeche se masalne lagi. Main unki ungliyon ke beech kaamp rahi thi.

Phir chowkidar ne meri chut mein lund rakhte hue mummy ki chut mein do ungliyan daal diin. Ab woh mujhe chod raha tha aur mummy ko ungliyon se. Mummy ki awaaz control ke baahar thi—

“Ahhh… ahhh… ungliyan… ahh… tez… ahh…”

Main doggy mein unke dhakkon se aage-peeche ho rahi thi. Meri chunchiyan mummy ke haathon mein dabi hui thin. Chowkidar ke balls meri clit se takrate. Geeli thap-thap room mein gunj rahi thi.

Last mein usne meri chut se lund nikaala, mummy ko charpai par seedha lita diya, unki taangein kandhon par rakh liin aur poori taaquat se unki chut mein dhakke maarne laga. Main side mein let kar dekh rahi thi. Mummy ki bhaari chunchiyan har thrust pe hil rahi thin. Mainne jhuk kar unki ek chunchi muh mein le li aur doosri ko haath se masalne lagi. Mummy ne mera baal pakad liya.

“Ahhh… ahhh… nikal… andar… ahh…”

Chowkidar ne last strong thrusts maare aur apna paani mummy ki chut ke deep mein chod diya. Mummy kaampte hue nikal gayiin. Unki siskari meri muh ke upar nikal rahi thi. Mainne unki chunchi ko daant se dabaaye rakha jab tak unki body dheeli nahi pad gayi.

Chowkidar ne lund bahar nikaala. Cum mummy ki chut se bahar nikal kar charpai par failne lagaa. Usne phir se mera haath pakda aur mujhe apni taraf kheench liya. Main uske lund ke upar baith gayi — cowgirl. Apni cum aur mummy ke cum se geeli chut mein uska lund poora andar tak le liya. Mummy side se uthi aur meri chunchiyan dono haathon se pakad kar choosne lagi.

Ab main upar thi. Kamar hila rahi thi — aage-peeche, gol-gol. Chowkidar neeche se dhakke maar raha tha. Mummy meri chunchiyan bari-bari se choos rahi thin, daant se kaat rahi thin, thook se geela kar rahi thin. Main unke baalon mein haath daale hue unki chunchiyan bhi masal rahi thi.

Thap… thap… thap…
Meri siskariyan…
Mummy ki choosne ki awaaz…
Chowkidar ke neeche se aate hue dhakke…

Main tezz ho gayi. Kamar ki speed badha di. Chowkidar ne meri gaand pakad li aur neeche se aur zor se dhakke maare. Mummy ne meri ek chunchi ko daant se dabaaye rakhte hue doosri haath se meri clit ko sahlaana shuru kar diya. Main jhel nahi paayi.

“Ahhh… ahhh… nikal rahi… ahh…”

Main uske lund par kaampte hue cum kar gayi. Meri chut ne uske lund ko itni zor se squeeze kiya ki woh bhi nikal gaya. Usne meri gaand ko pakde hue apna paani phir se meri chut ke andar chod diya. Mummy ne meri chunchi chhod kar meri aankhon mein dekha — unki aankhein laal thin, muh geela tha.

Teenon phir se charpai par gir gaye.
Jism ek doosre se chipke hue.
Cum sab jagah.
Saansen haafti hui.
Siskariyan ab dheemi, lekin rukti nahi thin.

Chowkidar ka haath ab bhi meri chunchi par tha.
Mummy ka haath meri chut par.
Mera haath mummy ki chunchi par.



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Charpai ab geeli thi.
Cum, paseena, aur hamari siskariyon ki bheegi hui yaadein… sab kuch us chhote se room mein faila hua tha. Chowkidar hamare beech mein leta tha, saans ab bhi bhaari, lund ab dheela pad chuka tha, lekin abhi bhi thoda sa cum tipak raha tha. Main uske ek taraf thi, mummy doosri taraf. Dono ke jism ek doosre se chipke hue, taangein uljhi hui, chunchiyan ab bhi ek doosre ke baazu se satti hui.

Thakan ab poori tarah se utar aayi thi.

Meri taangein kaamp rahi thin. Chut bilkul soojii hui, sticky, andar tak bhari hui. Har baar jab main thoda sa hilti, cum ki nayi line meri thighs par beh jaati. Mummy ki haalat bhi kuch alag nahi thi. Unki bhaari chunchiyan paseene se chamak rahi thin, nipples ab soft pad chuke the, lekin unke around laal nishaan the — mere daant ke, chowkidar ke ungliyon ke. Unki chut se bhi cum dheere-dheere nikal raha tha, gaand ke neeche charpai par geela dhabba bana hua.

Mainne pehle aankhein kholi. Diye ki roshni ab bhi halki jal rahi thi. Chowkidar soya hua tha, muh khula hua, ek haath meri jaangh par pada hua. Mummy ki aankhein bhi khuli thin. Woh mujhe dekh rahi thin. Kuch nahi bola. Bas dekhti rahi.

Mainne dheere se kaha, “Chalo… ghar.”

Mummy ne sir hilaya. Unki awaaz bilkul tootii hui thi, “Haan… ab nahi hoga.”

Hum dono dheere-dheere uthe. Pairon mein bilkul taaquat nahi thi. Mainne pehle apna frock dhoondha jo floor par pada tha. Uthaya to woh bhi geela tha — paseene aur cum se. Phir bhi pehen liya. Frock ke andar meri chunchiyan ab bhi sensitive thin, kapde se ragad khaate hi halki siskari nikal jaati. Neeche se cum meri thighs ke beech se behkar pairon tak pahunch raha tha.

Mummy ne apni saari sametii. Petticoat ab geela ho chuka tha, lekin unhone pehen liya. Saari lapette waqt unke haath kaamp rahe the. Unki chunchiyan saari ke neeche se bhi shape de rahi thin — sooji hui, laal. Unhone pallu se unhe dhakne ki koshish ki, lekin poora chhupa nahi paayi.

Chowkidar ab bhi soya hua tha. Humne usse jagaya nahi. Mainne diye ko bujha diya. Andhera ho gaya. Sirf chandni ki halki roshni ordi ke chhote se khidki se aa rahi thi.

Darwaza dheere se khola. Baahar ki thandi hawa ne pehli baar hamari garam skin ko chhua. Meri body kaamp uthi. Mummy ne mera haath pakad liya. Unka haath bhi paseene se geela tha, lekin unhone zor se pakda.

Hum dono chupchaap compound se hote hue ghar ki taraf badhe. Pair zameen par soft pad rahe the. Meri chaal normal nahi thi — taangein faili hui, kamar mein dard, chut har kadam pe hilti hui cum bahar nikaalti. Mummy ki chaal bhi bilkul waise hi thi. Unki saari ke neeche se unki gaand ki soft movement dikh rahi thi, aur beech-beech mein woh ruk kar apni saari ko sambhalti.

Gate tak aaye. Mainne kundi dheere se kholi. Andar ka ghar bilkul andhera aur khamosh tha. Papa abhi bhi nahi aaye the. Unka phone ab bhi band tha.

Hum dono andar aaye. Gate band kiya. Hall mein khade ho kar ek doosre ko dekha. Diye ki roshni nahi thi, sirf window se aati hui halki chandni. Us roshni mein mummy ki aankhein gehli thin. Unke baal bikhre hue, honth sooje hue, gale par laal nishaan.

Mainne pehle boli, awaaz bilkul dheemi, “Bathroom… pehle saaf ho jaaye.”

Mummy ne sir hilaya. “Haan… saath chalo.”

Hum dono bathroom mein gaye. Darwaza band kiya. Mainne pehle frock utara. Cum meri thighs par ab sukhne laga tha, sticky lines ban gayi thin. Mummy ne bhi saari aur petticoat utaar diye. Ab dono phir se nangi thin — lekin ab garmi nahi, sirf thakan aur ek ajib si khamoshi thi.

Mainne shower on kiya. Garam paani girne laga. Pehle main neeche baith gayi. Paani meri chut par pada to halki si jalan hui — itni der tak chudne ke baad soft ho chuki thi. Cum paani ke saath mil kar neeche ki taraf behne laga. Mummy ne mere peeche khade ho kar mera baal geela kiya. Unke haath meri gardan par the, phir kandhon par.

Mainne unki taraf dekha. Paani unki bhaari chunchiyon se beh raha tha, nipples se tipak raha tha. Unki chut se bhi paani ke saath cum nikal raha tha. Mainne haath badha kar unki jaangh ko chhua. Woh dheere se bolin, “Ab nahi… ab bas saaf ho jaaye.”

Mainne sir hilaya. Dono ne ek doosre ko nahi chhua us raat aur. Bas paani ke neeche khade ho kar apne jism saaf kiye. Mainne apni chut ko dheere-dheere paani se dhooya — andar tak. Cum nikalta raha. Mummy ne bhi wahi kiya. Unki aankhein band thin, chehre par thakan thi.

Paani band kiya. Towel se body pochhi. Mainne naya clean frock pehen liya — is baar bra ke saath. Mummy ne clean saari nikaal kar peheni. Dono ke baal geele the, chehre thake hue.

Bathroom se baahar aaye. Ab ghar bilkul khamosh tha. Mainne mummy ki taraf dekha. Unhone mera haath pakda.

“Apne room jaa… so ja. Subah baat karenge.”

Mainne “Haan” kaha. Unka haath chhoda. Apne room ki taraf badhi. Darwaza band kiya. Bed par lette hi meri aankhein band ho gayiin.

Neeche se ab bhi halki si sticky feeling thi.
Chunchiyan towel se pochhne ke baad bhi sensitive thin.
Aur dimaag mein ab bhi un awaazon ka gunj tha — thap-thap, siskariyan, mummy ki dabi hui awaaz, chowkidar ki bhaari saansen…

Lekin thakan ne sab kuch daba diya.

Main so gayi.

Doosri taraf mummy bhi apne room mein leti thin. Unki aankhein khuli thin. Ceiling ko dekh rahi thin. Unke jism mein bhi wahi thakan thi, wahi sticky yaadein, aur wahi khamoshi.

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HEAVY SEX MOM & DAUGHTER MJA AA GYA

[CuriousHindu]

story acha hai lekin mummy ka exposure zyada ho gaya

[Anita patel]

story acha hai lekin mummy ka exposure zyada ho gaya

Fantasy story he , jo man me aaye vo likhti hu.

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Awesome fantasy based story bro

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JABARDAST STORY

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UPDET 6

Subah ki roshni room mein fail rahi thi jab mummy ne darwaza khola. Unke chehre par ab bhi kal raat ki thakan thi, lekin aankhon mein ek alag si tightness thi. Unhone seedha kaha,

“Uth. Aaj shooting ke liye jaana hai. Jaldi naha le. Kapde main nikaal deti hoon.”

Main uthi. Body ab bhi bhaari thi. Chut mein halki si jalan, chunchiyan sensitive, taango mein thakan. Kal raat ka sab kuch ab bhi jism mein basa hua tha. Phir bhi main bathroom chali gayi. Jaldi se nahaaya, clean jeans aur ek simple loose top pehna. Bra tight thi — kal ke nishaan ab bhi thode dikhte the.

Mummy ne bhi saari change ki thi. Simple cotton, pallu tight bandha hua. Hum dono chupchaap ghar se nikal gaye. Auto mein baithe to mummy ne dheere se kaha,

“Aaj jo meeting hai… woh normal nahi hai. Do director hain. South Indian. Blue film banate hain. Unhone tera portfolio dekh liya hai. Studio wala topless shoot… un tak pahunch gaya hai.”

Mera dil zor se dhadak utha. Mainne unki taraf dekha. Mummy seedhe dekh rahi thin.

“Woh maa-beti ka scene chahte hain. Agar aaj kuch dikha diya… toh roll confirm. Movie India mein release nahi hogi. Bahar, overseas market ke liye hai. Paise ache hain. Aur… sokh bhi pura hoga .”

Main chup rahi. Auto ke jhatke meri body mein hilte rahe. Kal raat wali garmi phir se neeche utar aayi, lekin is baar uske saath ek ajib sa darr bhi tha.

Studio pahunche. Purana sa building, andar soft lighting, black curtains, ek bada bed, cameras pehle se set. Do aadmi khade the. Ek lamba, dark complexion, daadi-wala. Doosra thoda mota, chashma pehne hue. Dono ne humhe dekhte hi muskuraahat di.

“Aaiye, aaiye…” daadi-wale ne kaha. Awaaz mein south Indian accent tha. “Anita… aur unki mummy. Portfolio dekh liya hamne. Bahut soft skin, natural body. Bilkul wahi jo hum dhoondh rahe the.”

Mummy ne sir hilaya. Main chup thi.

Chashma-wale ne aage badh kar kaha, “Direct baat karte hain. Hum maa-beti ka intimate scene shoot karna chahte hain. Soft se start, phir thoda bold. Movie poori bahar release hogi — Gulf, Europe, online platforms. India mein naam nahi aayega. Paise… dono ke liye alag-alag, ache.”

Daadi-wale ne meri taraf dekha. “Portfolio mein topless shots dekh liye. Bahut natural lage. Aaj agar thoda sa live dekh lein… toh bilkul confirm kar denge. Koi pressure nahi. Jo comfortable ho, utna.”

Mummy ne meri taraf dekha. Unki aankhon mein kal raat wali baat thi — majboori, paise, pressure, aur woh raaz jo hum dono ke beech tha. Unhone dheere se kaha, “Anita… tu decide kar. Main saath hoon.”

Room mein khamoshi thi. Cameras ready the, lekin abhi record nahi ho raha tha. Sirf dekhne ke liye.

Mainne saans bhari. Kal raat ki thakan, chowkidar ke dhakke, mummy ki chunchiyan mere muh mein, sab yaad aa gaya. Phir studio wali topless feeling. Sharam aur garmi dono ek saath uthi.

Mainne dheere se kaha, “Theek hai… dikha deti hoon.”

Daadi-wale ne nod kiya. “Please… natural raho. Koi jaldi nahi.”

Mainne pehle apna top ke button khole. Ek… do… teen. Top khul gaya. Neeche black bra. Mainne bra ki hook peeche se kholi. Bra aage se nikal gayi. Meri chunchiyan free ho gayiin — soft, thodi si sooji hui kal raat se, nipples air mein tight hone lage.

Dono directors ki nazar meri chhaati par thi. Chashma-wale ne dheere se kaha, “Bahut soft… natural shape. Turn slightly.”

Mainne thoda side turn kiya. Chunchiyan hilti hui. Mummy meri taraf dekh rahi thin. Unki saans tez ho gayi thi.

Daadi-wale ne kaha, “Ab jeans…”

Mainne button khola, zip neeche ki. Jeans dheere-dheere neeche sarkaayi. Ab sirf panty thi. Mainne usme bhi ungli daal kar neeche sarka diya. Ab main bilkul nangi thi — do ajnabi mardon ke saamne, aur mummy ke saamne.

Room mein sirf AC ki aahat thi. Meri skin par goosebumps aa gaye. Nipples bilkul pointed. Neeche chut kal raat ki thakan se thodi sooji hui dikh rahi thi.

Chashma-wale ne aage badh kar kaha, “Mummy bhi… thoda sa. Scene natural lagega agar dono comfortable dikhein.”

Mummy ne meri aankhon mein dekha. Phir unhone apni saari ka pallu hataya. Blouse ke buttons khole. Blouse nikal gaya. Bra kholi. Unki bhaari, soft chunchiyan free ho gayiin. Kal raat ke nishaan ab bhi thode dikhte the. Phir unhone petticoat ki naada kholi. Petticoat gir gaya. Ab woh bhi nangi thin.

Do nangi jism — maa aur beti — soft lights mein.

Daadi-wale ne kaha, “Ab thoda kareeb aao. Hath se touch karo… jaise scene mein hoga.”

Mummy ne pehle haath badhaya. Unki ungliyon ne meri chunchi ko chhua. Soft dabaya. Nipple ko anguthe se ghumaya. Mainne aankhein band kar liin. Ek halki siskari nikal gayi. Mummy ne doosri chunchi bhi pakad li. Ab dono haathon se meri chunchiyan masal rahi thin — bilkul waise jaise kal raat chowkidar ki ordi mein kiya tha.

Mainne bhi haath badhaya. Mummy ki bhaari chunchi ko pakda. Soft, garam, heavy. Nipple ko pinch kiya. Mummy ki saans bhaari ho gayi.

Chashma-wale ne kaha, “Bahut accha… ab thoda aur close. Beti, mummy ki chest par muh rakho.”

Mainne jhuk kar mummy ki chunchi muh mein le li. Garam, soft. Jeebh se nipple ko ghumaya. Mummy ne mera baal pakad liya aur halka sa dabaaya. Unki siskari nikal gayi — “Ahh…”

Daadi-wale ne camera adjust kiya, lekin abhi record nahi kiya. Sirf dekh rahe the. “Yes… natural chemistry hai. Ab beti neeche jaaye… mummy ki thighs ke beech.”

Main neeche gayi. Mummy ki taangein thodi faili. Mainne unki chut ke kareeb muh le gaya. Garam, halki si smell — kal raat ki yaad. Mainne jeebh nikaal kar soft lick kiya. Mummy ki taang kaamp uthi. “Ahhh… dheere…”

Mainne unki clit ko jeebh se sahlaana shuru kiya. Mummy ne mera baal zor se pakad liya. Unki siskariyan nikalne lagi —

“Ahh… ahh… haan… aise… ahh…”

Upar se daadi-wale ne kaha, “Mummy bhi beti ko touch karo.”

Mummy ne jhuk kar meri chunchiyan pakad liin aur masalne lagi. Main unki chut choos rahi thi, woh meri chunchiyan daba rahi thin. Room mein ab siskariyan gunj rahi thin.

Chashma-wale ne nod kiya. “Enough for confirmation. Chemistry bilkul perfect hai. Roll confirm. Agle hafte se shoot start. Contract aur paise ki baat baad mein.”

Mainne muh hataya. Mummy ne bhi haath hataaye. Dono haafte hue ek doosre ko dekh rahe the. Nangi, garam, aur ab… confirmed.

Daadi-wale ne kaha, “Kapde pehen lo. Kal subah dus baje. Full scene shoot hoga. Soft se start karke jo comfortable ho.”

Hum dono chupchaap kapde pehne. Top, jeans, saari. Haath ab bhi kaamp rahe the. Directors ne smile kiya aur door tak chhodne aaye.

Baahar nikalte hi dhoop tez thi. Auto mein baithte hi mummy ne mera haath pakad liya. Unka haath ab bhi garam tha.

“Roll confirm ho gaya,” unhone dheere se kaha. “Ab… ab hum dono isme hain.”

Mainne window se baahar dekha. Neeche se ab bhi gehli feeling thi. Muh mein mummy ki taste ab bhi thi. Aur kal se… cameras ke saamne poora scene.

Auto chalta raha.
Dono chup.
Lekin jism jaante the —




Agle hafte ka subah tha.
Papa dining table par chai pi rahe the. Akhbaar khola hua tha. Mummy ne normal se awaaz mein kaha,

“Aaj main Anita ko apne saath market le ja rahi hoon. Thode kapde dekhne hain, phir uski ek saheli ke ghar bhi jaana hai. Shaam tak aa jaayenge.”

Papa ne akhbaar se nazar uthaayi. “Konsi saheli?”

“Ritu,” mummy ne bina hidakhe kaha. “Uske ghar hi khana kha lenge. Tum tension mat lo.”

Papa ne “Hmm” kaha aur phir se akhbaar mein dekhne lage. Main kitchen se nikal kar ready khadi thi — simple kurti, jeans, baal bandhe hue. Chehre par bilkul normal expression. Andar dil tez dhadak raha tha.

Hum dono ghar se nikal gaye. Auto liya. Mummy ne driver ko address bataya — wohi purana studio area, thoda door. Raaste bhar dono chup rahe. Sirf ek baar mummy ne mera haath dabaya aur dheere se kaha, “Himmat rakh. Jo scene batayein, usse acche se samajh lena. Aaj sirf blocking aur explanation hoga.”

Studio pahunche to dono directors pehle se maujood the. Daadi-wale director (unhe hum Ravi sir bolte the) ne dekhte hi smile kiya. Chashma-wale (Suresh sir) ne nod kiya.

“Aaiye. Bilkul time se,” Ravi sir ne kaha. “Aaj pehle scene ka poora breakdown samjhate hain. Phir light-camera set karke blocking karenge. Actual take kal se shuru karenge.”

Hum dono unke peeche-peeche ek bade room mein gaye. Wahan ek purani-si car rakhi thi — soft windows, thodi si dusty, bilkul aisi jaise jungle ke raste ki car ho. Cameras uske around set the. Ek side par teen extra artiste khade the — dark complexion, body par halka sa oil, lungi aur phate hue baniyan mein. Unke haath mein lakdi ke sticks the. Aadivasi look diya gaya tha.

Suresh sir ne hume car ke paas bulaya aur bolna shuru kiya.

“Dhyan se suno. Yeh scene bahut important hai. Story yeh hai — maa aur beti ek car mein ja rahi hain. Jungle ke kareeb wala rasta. Unka ghar door hai, isliye late ho gaya. Raasta sunsaan hai. Tab teen aadivasi unki car ko rokte hain. Pehle unka irada loot ka hai — paise, jewellery, mobile. Lekin jab woh car ke andar jhaankte hain… toh unki nazar maa-beti ke roop par padti hai. Beti ki soft face, mummy ki body language… unki niyat dheere-dheere badal jaati hai. Loot se hata kar kuch aur sochne lagte hain.”

Ravi sir ne aage kaha, “Is scene mein abhi koi physical intimate action nahi hai. Sirf tension, darr, aur un teenon ki badalti hui niyat dikhani hai. Camera pehle car ke andar ka fear capture karega, phir bahar se aadivasiyon ke expressions. Dialogues kam hain, lekin eyes bahut strong honi chahiye.”

Suresh sir ne teen extra artistes ko aage bulaya. “Tum log suno. Pehle car ke saamne aa kar rokna. Sticks se dhamki dena. Phir windows ke paas aakar andar jhaankna. Jab Anita aur unki mummy ko dekho, toh pehle surprise, phir dheere-dheere alag type ka look aana chahiye. Loot ki baat kam, unke roop ki baat zyada. Samajh gaye?”

Teenon ne sir hilaya.

Phir Ravi sir ne humse kaha, “Anita, tum car ke driving seat par nahi, passenger seat par baithogi. Mummy driving seat par. Scene yeh hai ki mummy chala rahi hain. Jab car rukti hai, toh dono ka reaction alag-alag hona chahiye. Mummy try karti hain strong dikhne ka, Anita thodi darr bhi dikhati hai, lekin poori tarah break nahi hoti. Eyes se baat karo.”

Mummy ne poocha, “Dialogues kya honge?”

Suresh sir ne paper se padhte hue bataya:

“Pehle aadivasi car ke saamne haath uthata hai — ‘Ruko! Gaadi roko!’
Doosra aadivasi window ke paas aata hai — ‘Paise nikalo, mobile nikalo, jo jewellery hai utaro.’
Phir jab woh andar dekhte hain, toh teesra bolta hai — ‘Arre… yeh toh bilkul alag hain.’
Pehla wala kehta hai — ‘Loot ke saath-saath… aur bhi kuch ho sakta hai.’
Mummy ka dialogue — ‘Humein jaane do. Jo paise hain le lo, lekin humein haath mat lagana.’
Anita ka dialogue — ‘Mummy… woh log…’ (darr ke saath, lekin poori tarah panic nahi).”

Ravi sir ne kaha, “Ab actual blocking karte hain. Car mein baitho. Hum lights set karte hain.”

Main car ke passenger seat par baith gayi. Mummy driving seat par. Windows thode upar the, lekin camera ke liye thoda neeche kiye gaye. Bahar teen aadivasi apni position par chale gaye.

“Action!” Ravi sir ne kaha.

Car ke headlights on kiye gaye (studio lights se effect diya gaya). Mummy ne steering pakda. Mainne window se baahar dekhne ka natak kiya. Tabhi saamne se teenon ne sticks hilate hue car ke raste mein aa kar khade ho gaye.

“Ruko! Gaadi roko!” pehle aadivasi ne zor se kaha.

Mummy ne brake ka natak kiya. Car ruk gayi. Mainne natural reaction diya — body thodi si tight, aankhein badi, lekin mummy ki taraf dekha.

Doosra aadivasi mere window ke paas aaya. Usne haath se window thokha. “Paise nikalo! Mobile nikalo! Jo kuch hai utaro jaldi!”

Teesra aadivasi mummy ke window ke paas gaya. Usne andar jhaanka. Pehle uski nazar mummy par gayi, phir meri taraf. Uske chehre ka expression dheere-dheere badla. Loot wala aggressive look kam hua, aankhein thodi narrow hui, dekhne ka tareeka badal gaya.

“Arre…” usne dheere se kaha, “yeh toh bilkul alag hain.”

Pehla aadivasi bhi paas aaya aur andar jhaanka. Usne pehle meri taraf dekha, phir mummy ki taraf. Uske muh se nikla, “Loot ke saath-saath… aur bhi kuch ho sakta hai.”

Mummy ne steering zor se pakde hue kaha, awaaz mein darr ke saath strength laate hue, “Humein jaane do. Jo paise hain le lo, lekin humein haath mat lagana.”

Mainne mummy ki taraf dekhte hue kaha, awaaz thodi kaampti hui, “Mummy… woh log…”

Camera different angles se ghumta raha. Kabhi meri aankhein, kabhi mummy ka tight jaw, kabhi aadivasiyon ke badalte expressions, kabhi unke haath jo window par the.

“Cut!” Ravi sir ne kaha.

Woh paas aaye. “Bahut accha. Anita, tera darr natural tha, lekin aankhon mein thoda aur helplessness laa. Mummy, tumhari awaaz mein strength sahi thi, bas thoda sa aur protectiveness add karo. Aadivasi log — tum log jab andar jhaankte ho toh pehle surprise, phir woh look aana chahiye jisse audience samajh jaaye ki niyat badal gayi hai. Dobara karte hain.”

Humne scene teen baar repeat kiya. Har baar chhote-chhote changes ke saath. Kabhi mera dialogue thoda pehle, kabhi mummy ka reaction thoda late. Aadivasiyon ke expressions ko aur sharp kiya gaya.

Chauthi baar jab “Cut!” hua to Suresh sir ne nod kiya. “Ab blocking set hai. Kal actual take lenge. Aaj ke liye itna kaafi hai. Tum log jao, rest karo. Kal subah nau baje sharp.”

Hum dono car se utre. Mummy ne mera haath pakda. Unke haath mein halka sa paseena tha. Mainne bhi unka haath dabaya.

Baahar nikalte waqt Ravi sir ne kaha, “Kal se scene aage badhega. Aaj jo tension create hui hai, usse aage le jaayenge. Ready rehna.”

Hum dono chupchaap auto mein baith gaye. Shaam ka time ho raha tha. Papa ko abhi bhi yahi pata tha ki hum market aur saheli ke ghar gaye the.

Auto chalte hue mummy ne dheere se kaha, “Scene samajh aa gaya na? Kal se actual shooting hai. Aaj jo kiya, usse zyada intense hoga.”

Mainne window se baahar dekhte hue sir hilaya. “Haan… samajh gaya.”

Dil ab bhi tez dhadak raha tha.
Car, teen aadivasi, unki badalti hui nazar, mummy ki awaaz… sab kuch dimaag mein ghoom raha tha.





Subah 7 baje Papa ne bag uthaya. Unka phone pehle se hi ringing mode par tha. Unhone mummy ko bataya,

“Do din ke liye bahar jaana padega. Company ka urgent kaam hai. Dusre shehar. Kal shaam tak wapas aane ki koshish karunga, lekin late ho sakta hai.”

Mummy ne normal face banate hue kaha, “Theek hai. Tension mat lo. Hum sambhal lenge.”

Papa ne meri taraf dekha. “Anita, college ka dhyan rakhna. Zyada ghumna-phirna nahi.”

Mainne sir hilaya. “Haan Papa.”

Darwaza band hua. Unki car ki awaaz door tak sunayi di, phir khamoshi. Mummy ne turant mere taraf dekha. Aankhon mein woh baat thi jo ab bolne ki zaroorat nahi thi.

Mainne apna college bag uthaya, lekin college jaane ka koi irada nahi tha. Mummy ne phone uthaya aur college office ka number milaya. Unki awaaz bilkul normal thi, thodi si pareshani ke saath—

“Hello, main Anita ki mother bol rahi hoon. Anita ki tabiyat aaj subah se kharab hai. Bukhar sa lag raha hai, body pain bhi hai. Aaj aur kal ki chhutti de dijiye. Haan… doctor ke paas le jaungi. Shukriya.”

Phone rakhte hi unhone mujhe kaha, “Ready ho ja. Aaj poora din shoot hai. Kal jo scene explain kiya tha, aaj usse aage ka shoot hoga.”

Mainne simple clothes pehne — kurti aur jeans. Mummy ne bhi plain saari. Hum dono chupchaap nikal gaye. Auto se seedha usi studio area mein.

Studio pahunche to Ravi sir aur Suresh sir pehle se ready the. Teen aadivasi look wale artiste bhi maujood the — body par oil, lungi, sticks. Car wahi khadi thi. Lights, cameras, reflectors sab set.

Ravi sir ne hume ek side bulaya. Unke haath mein script pages the. Awaaz gambhir thi.

“Kal jo scene shoot kiya tha — car rukna, aadivasiyon ka loot ka irada, phir maa-beti ko dekh kar niyat ka badalna — woh base set ho chuka hai. Aaj usse aage ka scene hai. Yeh scene thoda bold hai. Clear suno.”

Suresh sir ne aage kaha,

“Scene yeh hai ki teenon aadivasi ab loot se aage sochne lagte hain. Woh car ke doors kholte hain. Pehle mummy ko baahar nikalte hain, phir Anita ko. Dono ko car ke thoda door, pedon ke beech le jaate hain. Wahan tension badhti hai. Aadivasiyon ke dialogues mein ab seedha unke irade saaf ho jaate hain. Mummy try karti hain beti ko bachane ka, lekin number zyada hone ki wajah se unka control nahi rehta. Scene mein darr, majboori, aur dheere-dheere physical advance dikhana hai. Camera close-ups lega — faces, hands, expressions. Koi jaldi nahi. Natural reactions chahiye.”

Ravi sir ne detail mein bataya,

“Pehle aadivasi Anita ko pakadega. Doosra mummy ko. Teesra dono ko dekhta rahega aur instructions dega. Dialogues kuch is tarah honge:

- Pehla aadivasi: ‘Aaj loot se zyada kuch milne wala hai.’
- Doosra: ‘Inka roop dekh ke haath rok nahi paayenge.’
- Mummy: ‘Humein chhod do… jo maangte ho le lo… beti ko haath mat lagana.’
- Anita: ‘Mummy… please…’
- Teesra aadivasi: ‘Ab rone se kuch nahi hoga. Jo hona hai woh hoga.’

Phir physical action start hoga. Pehle haath se touch, kapdon ko khinchna, resist karna, phir dheere-dheere control dena. Camera har angle se lega. Agar beech mein cut bolun toh ruk jaana. Samajh aa gaya?”

Mummy ne dheere se poocha, “Kitni der ka scene hai?”

Suresh sir ne kaha, “Pehle continuous take try karenge. 15-20 minute ka. Phir jo mistakes hongi unhe alag-alag angles se lenge. Ready ho jao. Makeup-light check karke start karte hain.”

Hum dono ne sir hilaya. Makeup artist ne thoda sa face set kiya — natural look, thoda sa darr dikhane ke liye aankhon ke around soft. Kapde wahi rakhe gaye jo kal the, taaki continuity rahe.

Car mein baithne ko kaha gaya. Mummy driving seat par, main passenger seat par. Cameras roll position mein aa gaye. Sound recordist ne signal diya.

Ravi sir ne megaphone se kaha,

“Quiet please… Camera ready… Sound ready… Action!”

Car ke headlights on hue. Bahar se teenon aadivasi sticks hilate hue aaye — bilkul kal wale continuity ke saath.

“Ruko! Gaadi roko!”

Mummy ne brake ka action kiya. Car ruk gayi. Teenon ne car ko gher liya. Windows par haath maare.

“Paise nikalo! Mobile nikalo!”

Phir jaise hi unhone andar jhaanka, expressions badle. Pehle wale ne kaha,

“Arre… yeh toh bilkul alag hain.”

Doosre ne kaha, “Loot ke saath-saath… aur bhi kuch ho sakta hai.”

Teesre ne door ki taraf haath badhaya aur zor se kaha, “Baahar niklo dono!”

Mummy ne resist kiya, “Humein jaane do… jo paise hain le lo…”

Lekin teenon ne doors khol diye. Pehle mummy ko baahar kheencha gaya. Unhone thoda resist kiya, saari ka pallu sambhalte hue. Phir mera door khula. Ek aadivasi ne mera haath pakda aur baahar kheench liya. Mainne natural darr dikhaya — body tight, aankhein badi, mummy ki taraf dekhte hue.

“Mummy…!”

Humein car se thoda door, set ke andar banaaye gaye pedon ke beech le jaaya gaya. Lights wahan soft aur thodi dark thin, jungle jaisa effect. Teenon ne hume gher liya. Sticks ab neeche the, lekin unke haath hamare baazuon par the.

Pehle aadivasi ne meri taraf dekhte hue kaha, “Aaj loot se zyada kuch milne wala hai.”

Doosre ne mummy ko dekhte hue kaha, “Inka roop dekh ke haath rok nahi paayenge.”

Mummy ne aage badh kar mujhe apne peeche karne ki koshish ki aur boli, awaaz mein darr aur gussa dono laate hue,

“Humein chhod do… jo maangte ho le lo… beti ko haath mat lagana!”

Mainne unke kapdon ko pakde hue kaha, “Mummy… please…”

Teesre aadivasi ne dheere se, lekin saaf awaaz mein kaha, “Ab rone se kuch nahi hoga. Jo hona hai woh hoga.”

Camera close-up par chala gaya — pehle mummy ke face ka, phir mera, phir teenon ke expressions ka. Ravi sir ne abhi cut nahi bola. Scene continue tha.

Ek aadivasi ne mera baazu pakad kar thoda apni taraf kheench liya. Doosre ne mummy ka haath pakda. Teesra dono ko dekhte hue thoda door khada raha, jaise control mein ho. Mummy ne mujhe apne se chipkane ki koshish ki, lekin number zyada tha. Unhone phir se kaha,

“Please… humein jaane do… hum kisi ko nahi batayenge…”

Lekin aadivasiyon ne koi jawab nahi diya. Unki nazar ab hamare jism par thi — meri kurti, mummy ki saari, hamari saansen, darr se tezz hote hue.

Camera different angles se ghumta raha. Kabhi mera face, kabhi mummy ka tight grip mere haath par, kabhi aadivasiyon ke haath jo

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nice story

[Anita patel]

nice story

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