Incest Nayi Shuruaat - Meri Sweet Maa Bani Meri Bhai Ki Dulhan (Mom+Son Marraige ) Completed

[Joker44]

Raat ka waqt tha, aur Mumbai ke shor-sharabe se door, unke apartment ka ek hissa intimacy aur emotional connection se bhar gaya tha.
Rajat apne room mein tha, lights dim thi, sirf balcony se aati chandni uske chehre par padh rahi thi. Tabhi darwaza khula—Reeti, bridal shopping ke baad ek nayi energy mein, usi glow ke saath jo ek hone waali dulhan ke chehre pe hoti hai.
Usne white cotton ka ek soft nightwear pehna tha—simple, lekin uska chehra, uski aankhen… unmein woh raat ka hungama tha. Jaise poori shaadi uski aankhon ke sheeshe mein ghoom rahi ho.
Woh bed par aayi, aur Rajat ki taraf dheere se jhuki. Uska haath uske cheek ko chhua—slow, teasing. Rajat ne uska haath pakda aur apni taraf kheench liya.
Unke beech dooriyan toh pehle hi pighal chuki thi, lekin aaj kuch aur tha. Khaas. Real. Jaise dono mehsoos kar rahe ho ki kuch bada aane waala hai.
Reeti ne uska chehra pakda… aur kiss karna shuru kiya. Pehle soft… phir deep… moan se bhari hui…
Uske haathon ne Rajat ke baalon mein uljhan dhoondi, aur Rajat ne apne haathon se uski kamar ko, phir dheere se uske breasts ko pakda… exploring, feeling, adoring.
Uski moaning uski breathing se tez thi. Lips still moving on his, she gasped his name,
“Rajat…”
Rajat uske neck tak aaya, phir collarbone, phir dheere se blouse ka strap neeche khisakane laga…
Tabhi Reeti ne uska haath pakda, thoda sa roki. Aankhon mein desire bhi tha, aur decision bhi.
“Ruko… not now.”
She was breathless, but firm.
“Naina aur Rohan jaag rahe hain… aur… mujhe woh moment chahiye. Jab sab kuch perfect ho.”
Rajat ruka. Usne ek deep breath li, aur uske lips pe ek soft smile aayi.
“Jaise tu chahe. Main toh har moment ko perfect banane ke mood mein hoon.”
Woh uske balon se khelta raha, aur bola,
“By the way… tu us lehenga mein heavenly lag rahi thi. Lekin sach bataun? Har dress jo aaj tu try kar rahi thi, mujhe lag raha tha main fashion show nahi… apne sapne dekh raha hoon.”
Reeti hansi.
“Sapne? Woh bhi neval tak focused wale?” she teased.
Rajat ne aankh maar ke bola,
“Arey main toh har dori, har dupatta placement ka fan ho gaya hoon. Par ek aur baat…”
Reeti curious ho gayi:
“Aur kya?”
Rajat leaned in close, uske ear ke paas whisper kiya:
“Next week pre-wedding shoot hai na? Tere liye ek bada surprise plan kiya hai.”
Reeti ka dil ek second ke liye ruk gaya. She leaned back, narrowed her eyes:
“Bata bhi de!”
Rajat (grinning):
“Nope. Surprise ka taste tabhi aata hai jab woh time pe mile. Bas tayyar rehna. Aur apna best smile le aana… ya thoda blush bhi chalega.”
Reeti ne pillow uthake uspe fake maarne ka try kiya,
“Tum impossible ho.”
Aur woh raat… kisson, laughter aur dil ki dhadkanon ke beech pighalti gayi.




Rajat ne Reeti ko softly bed par lita diya, uski body ke upar jhuk kar, aankhon se aankhon mein doob gaya. Room mein sirf unki saanson ki garmi thi aur Reeti ke lips se nikalti soft, breathy moans.
Rajat ka haath dheere se uski inner thighs par gaya, unhe rub karte hue woh uski panties tak pohcha. Fingers se ek baar halki si stroke di — cotton ke neeche se uski soaked heat mehsoos hui.
"Damn, you're already so wet," usne husky voice mein kaha, ek teasing smile ke saath. Reeti ne aankhen band karke apni kamar thodi upar uthayi, jaise khud uske haath ko aur andar bula rahi ho.
Rajat ne uski panty ko dheere se slide kiya — uski soft skin ko touch karte hue neeche khiska diya. Wetness already uske thighs tak spread ho rahi thi. Usne apni index finger se uski slit ko gently trace kiya — ek slick sound nikli, jaise finger honey mein dip ho gayi ho.
"Shhhlick..."
Ek aur stroke.
"Ssschlick…sshhhlick…"
Room mein woh wet, sticky sound goonj uthi, moans ke saath blend hoke ek alag hi rhythm create kar rahi thi.
Reeti ne apne pair thode aur wide kare, breath ab heavy ho chuki thi. Rajat ne middle finger slide kar di andar — poori tarah. Reeti ka body jhatka le gaya.
"Ahh—Rajat…"
Uska moan lambi saans ke saath nikla, haathon se bedsheet kas li. Rajat ne finger andar-bahar karni shuru ki, ek slow tempo mein —
"shlick…shlick…shlick…"
Har thrust pe wetness aur loud ho rahi thi.
Usne thumb se simultaneously clit rub karna shuru kiya — circular motion, just right pressure. Reeti ki kamar ne rhythm pakad li. Uske moans ab uncontrolled the:
"Hnnnh… haan… haan baby… don’t stop… ahhh fu*k!"
Rajat ab do fingers use kar raha tha, fir twist karte hue unhe ghumata — jaise uska G-spot dhoondh raha ho aur har baar usse jhatke mein pleasure deta.
"Slrrrp... shlick… slrrp..."
Sounds ab aur filthy ho gaye the. Wetness ab finger se leak hoke sheet pe gir rahi thi.
"You’re dripping for me, Reeti…" Rajat ne uske ear ke paas whisper kiya.
She could barely reply — sirf moans, gasps, and trembling thighs.
"R-Rajat… I-I’m close…"
Uska body shake kar raha tha, ek orgasmic high ki edge pe.
Rajat ne rhythm thoda fast kiya, clit pe thumb ab fast circles mein ghoom raha tha —
"Shlick… shlick… slrrrp…"
Fir ek sharp cry ke saath, Reeti ka poora body tense ho gaya, ek jhatka sa feel hua…
"AAHHH—fuuuck…!"
Wo climax kar gayi — deep, intense orgasm — legs quivering, moans echoing.
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Rajat ne jaise hi apni ungliya uske andar se nikal ke lick ki — eyes locked on Reeti — wo moment electricity se bhara tha. Reeti ka mooh thoda khula, breath heavy, aur aankhon mein ek wild sparkle.
"Tum mujhe itna tease karte ho na... ab ruko," usne husky voice mein kaha, jaise ek warning ho.
Usne Rajat ko suddenly dhakka diya, zor ka nahi, lekin assertive — full of intent. Rajat peeche gir gaya bed par, shocked but turned on af.
Reeti ne uske upar crawl kiya — bilkul feline grace ke saath — phir uske dono tango ke beech baith gayi. Uska gaze ab Rajat ke hard bulge pe tha, jo already underwear se bahar nikalne ko taiyaar tha.
"My turn," usne kaha, aur underwear ko dheere se slide kiya — uske shaft ko expose karte hue.
Rajat ka breathing now ragged, uske abs tense, anticipation mein pura body still tha. Reeti ne uske tip par dekha — already thoda precum tha. She leaned in, tongue se halki si lick maari.
"Mmm…"
Uska mooh slightly open tha, eyes Rajat pe fixed — jaise har second uska reaction absorb kar rahi ho.
Phir usne full lick diya — base se tip tak — slow, deliberate, wet.
"Schhlrrrp…"
Sound room mein gunj uthi. Rajat ki aankhen band ho gayi for a second.
"Shit… Reeti…"
She smirked, then tip ko apne lips ke beech liya, sirf thoda sa. Tongue se circular motion start kiya, jaise wo uske shaft se khel rahi ho. Then suddenly — poora head le liya mooh mein.
"Gluck…gluck…"
Sound intense thi. Uski lips wet, thoda saliva slide karke chin tak aa gaya. She wasn’t holding back.
Reeti ab rhythm mein thi —
In…out…in… deeper…
Ek haath se base hold kiya, dusre haath se Rajat ki thighs rub karti rahi.
"Sllrrpp… glck… gluck…"
She moaned slightly while doing it — vibration ka sensation ne Rajat ko hilake rakh diya.
"F*ck, baby… you’re gonna make me—"
Reeti ne eyes upar ki, uski aankhon mein naughty sparkle thi, jaise keh rahi ho: not yet.
Usne shaft se mouth hataya, slowly stroke kiya — uska saliva pura drag ho raha tha length ke upar se — ek messy trail create hoti gayi.
Phir she spit a little on the tip — wet, warm — and used both hands now.
"Shlick... slrrp… fap fap..."
Hands moving in twist motion, lips ready to take him in again.
She went in deep this time — gag reflex ka edge, but still took more.
"Gluck… gluck… gluck!"
Rajat ka haath automatically uske baalon mein gaya, light pressure diya, control almost lose karta hua.
Reeti ne uski thighs ko press kiya — jaise keh rahi ho, I’m in charge here. Aur wo thi.
Moans, wet strokes, throbbing tension — everything was building.
Rajat ka moan ab almost primal tha.
"Fuuuuck—Reeti, I’m close…"




She didn’t stop. She wanted it. Uska pace ab fast ho chuka tha —
"Gluck-gluck-gluck…slrrrp… fap fap fap…"
And with one loud, "Aahhh…!", Rajat finally exploded — Reeti ne sab le liya, kuch spill hua lips pe, chin pe drip hua.
She wiped it with her finger, licked it — aur aankhon mein sirf ek teasing sparkle thi.
"Next time, don’t tease me," usne kaha, tongue swipe karte hue.



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Rajat ne Reeti ko dekha — aankhon mein aag thi, lekin lips pe pyaar.
Wo uske paas jhuka, aur bina kuch kahe, uske lips ko deep, slow kiss diya.
Mooh se mooh takraaye, lips pressed together with hunger, tongue gently exploring. Reeti ne uska face dono haathon se pakad liya — kiss ab aur wild ho gaya, wet, messy, needy. Dono ki saans ek dusre ke andar ghul gayi.
Fir Reeti ne softly bed pe letna start kiya, eyes still locked on him.
Rajat ne apna lund pakda — thick, throbbing, glistening from earlier — aur usse dheere se Reeti ki chut ke upar rub karne laga.
"Mmm..."
Reeti ki body twitch hui, uska moan nikal gaya as soon as the tip touched her sensitive folds.
He rubbed it up and down — slow strokes between her lips, teasing her entrance, letting her feel every inch before the plunge.
"Put it in, Rajat… please…"
Uska voice shaky thi, full of lust.
Rajat ne dheere se apne lund ko andar push kiya — tip se start, fir slow slide.
"Ahhh... fuuuck..."
Reeti ki moan nikal gayi — eyes shut, lips parted, hands clutching the sheet.
Wetness + heat + tightness = pure ecstasy.
He bottomed out, poora andar. Reeti ne apni kamar uthayi, usse aur andar kheechte hue. Rajat ne thoda ruk kar uski aankhon mein dekha, then start kiya thrust karna — slow, smooth strokes.
"Thap... thap... thap..."
Skin-on-skin sound room mein goonj uthi. Reeti har thrust pe moan kar rahi thi —
"Yes… yes… Rajat… ohhh god yesss…"
Rajat ne fir lean karke uske boobs ko pakda — dono hands se.
Soft squeeze… then lips wrap around her nipple.
Usne suck karna start kiya, tongue se flick karta raha tip ko — dusra nipple fingers se tease karta.
"Ahhh baby... suck harder...!"
Reeti ne uske baal pakad liye, aur uski thrusts ke saath match karte hue body hilaayi.
Rajat ab pace badha raha tha —
"Thap-thap-thap… fap fap…"
Her wetness ab loud ho chuki thi. Wo juice uske shaft pe trail banake neeche leak ho raha tha.
Usne dusra boob mooh mein liya — deeper suck ke saath, light bite diya —
"Ahh… Rajat… main… I'm gonna cum again!"
He kept going — harder, faster, but still in rhythm, ek hand uska leg hold karke thoda upar uthaye hue.
Unke bodies now synced — moans, slaps, wetness — sab ek messy symphony ban chuke the.

Rajat ab full rhythm mein tha — deep thrusts, balls slapping, every stroke making Reeti scream louder.
“Ohhh fuck… Rajat… haan… aur andar…!”
“Thap! Thap! Thap!”
Her wetness was dripping, juices squelching with every stroke —
“Slrrrp… fap fap fap… glch!”
Reeti ka mooh khula tha, body twisted with pleasure. Rajat ne uska ek leg upar uthake apne kandhe pe rakh diya — angle deeper ho gaya.
“Aahhh! Fuck! Tum itne deep jaa rahe ho… I can’t—ahhh!”
Her eyes rolled back as he pounded her, each thrust sharper, harder.
“I love the way you moan, baby,” Rajat growled. “So wet for me.”
Usne dono haath se Reeti ke hips grab kiye, aur ab wo jackhammer-style thrusts maar raha tha —
“Thap-thap-thap-thap!”
Bed hil raha tha, sheets crumpled, air thick with sex, sweat, moans and skin-on-skin slaps.

Suddenly, Rajat ne apna lund bahar nikala.
“Turn around.”
Reeti flipped over instantly — doggy style mein aa gayi, ass in the air, dripping wet slit throbbing.
Rajat ne apna lund firse line up kiya and slammed it back inside.
“Ahhh FUCK!”
Reeti screamed, hands clawing the mattress.
Rajat grabbed her waist tight, pounding her from behind, his balls hitting her clit, her ass bouncing back with every impact.
“Fap! Fap! Slap! Slrrrp!”
Reeti ab completely unhinged thi —
“Yes yes yesss! Fuck me harder… don’t stop Rajat…!”
Uske boobs swing ho rahe the with the rhythm, her back arched perfectly, sweat dripping from her spine. Rajat leaned over, ek haath se uska throat pakda — not choking, but holding, dominant.
“You’re mine, samjhi?”
“Yes! Yours! Fuckkk!”
She was screaming now, loud, raw, messy.
Rajat ne uske shoulder par bite mark chhoda, teeth drag kiye — possessive, wild.

..



Position change again.
Rajat ne usse uthaya, aur Reeti ab reverse cowgirl mein uske upar baith gayi.
She grabbed his shaft, slid down slowly —
“Ahhh... yes baby… it’s stretching me…”
She began to ride — hips grinding, rotating, up and down strokes — her moans now turning to cries.
“Chup-chup-chup…”
Wet sounds everywhere.
Rajat grabbed her ass cheeks, squeezing them, guiding her motion.
“You ride me like you own me, Reeti…”
“Maybe I do,” she whispered, and dropped harder.
“Thap! Thap! Thap!”
Her ass bouncing, her body tensed, skin slapping loud in the room.
Finally, she spun around, mounted him in classic missionary, wrapping her legs tight around his waist.
“Cum with me, Rajat… I want to feel you inside me… when I cum…”
Rajat nodded — thrusts now furious, both on edge, sweat dripping, lips locking, moans turning into desperate cries.
“Ahhh fuuuck I’m—Reeti—”
“Yes yes yes I’m cumming—Rajatttttt…!”
And they climaxed together —
Her body arched, legs shaking, her walls pulsing around his shaft, milking him.
Rajat groaned deep, voice cracking as he exploded inside her, warm release flooding her.
Bodies collapsed.
Breaths ragged.
Room filled with the scent of sex, love, and chaos.




Reeti ab Rajat ke upar laid thi — body still trembling from the climax. Uska cheek uske chest par tha, aur dono ke saans abhi bhi heavy chal rahe the. Rajat ke haath uski kamar ke around the, fingers gently stroking her back, like he was drawing invisible love letters.
Sweat unke bodies pe shine kar raha tha, but unke chehron pe sirf ek peaceful smile thi.
“Tum pagal ho,” Reeti ne halka sa hans ke kaha.
“Aur tum dangerous ho,” Rajat ne reply diya, uske baalon mein ungli ghusaate hue.
“Pehle meri jaan li, fir meri jaan chhodi.”
Reeti ne thoda sa uth kar uska cheek pe kiss diya, phir again cuddle mein chali gayi. Sheets thodi si neeche slide ho gayi, revealing bare skin, but kisi ko farak nahi pad raha tha.
“Aaj raat sirf hum dono ke liye hai,” she whispered.
“Hmm,” Rajat smirked. “Aur sab kuch suna us raat ne bhi.”
THUD THUD THUD!
Suddenly, ek knock hua door pe — loud and irritated.
“Oyeee!”
Ek ladki ki awaaz aayi — sharp, annoyed.
“Main Naina hoon! Aawaaz kam karo, yaar! Pure ghar mein guunj rahi ho tum dono ki [b]sex concert!"[/b]
Reeti froze. Rajat ne mooh pe haath rakh liya to stop laughing.
“Shhhittt…” Reeti whispered, face red hot.
“Mujhe laga door band kiya tha!”
“Band kiya tha… but zubaan aur kamar dono nahi…” Rajat said with a grin.
“Main sun rahi hoon!” Naina cheekh ke boli. “Aankhon ke saamne boyfriend dhoondhna pad raha hai, aur tum log bedroom mein Kamasutra LIVE chalaye ho!”
Reeti ab blanket ke andar chhup chuki thi, embarrassed but laughing.
Rajat leaned in and kissed her forehead.
“Let them hear. At least they’ll know what real passion sounds like,” he whispered wickedly.
“RAJAT!” she smacked his arm, giggling.
Door ke bahar Naina ne last baar kaha —
“Agar next 10 minute mein awaaz band nahi hui na, main ice water leke aa rahi hoon!”
Aur fir uski footsteps door se door gayi.
Inside, Rajat and Reeti looked at each other and burst out laughing — warm, tangled in bedsheets, legs intertwined.
“Ab kya karein?” Reeti puchi.
“Phir se karein?” Rajat said, winking.
“Tum sudhroge nahi,” Reeti said — but she was already leaning in for another kiss.

Naina’s POV — Awaazon Ke Peeche Ki Kahani
“Thap… thap… slrrrp… ahhh fuuuck Rajat…!”
Naina ne apni eyes wide khol ke dekha — headphones nikaal diye — aur ek second ke liye toh laga she was hallucinating. But nope. Awaazon ka volume full tha.
“Holy… yeh toh full-on porno chal raha hai mere ghar mein,” usne murmured kiya, chai ka sip lete hue.
Wo uth ke room ke door ke paas gayi, jahan se clearly sunai de raha tha — Reeti ki moaning, Rajat ki groaning, aur bed ki constant creaking.
“Fap… fap… thap… thap…”
“Main pagal ho jaungi,” Naina ne kaha, aur irritate ho ke door pe thud-thud knock kiya:
“Oyeee! Main Naina hoon! Awaaz kam karo! Poora ghar hil raha hai, aur main koi earthquake alert nahi hoon!”
But andar se sirf aur intense moaning aayi — like they didn’t even hear her. She could imagine Reeti, riding Rajat like some erotic goddess, sweat dripping, hair wild, and that wicked smile on her lips.
And Rajat — her brother — moaning her name like a madman.
“Fuuuuck, Reeti… I’m gonna—”
“RAJATTTTTT!”
Naina's ears turned red. Yeh meri hi maa hai?!
Technically, not anymore. Garima was gone. Now she was Reeti — young, glowing, totally transformed. And somehow, in some twisted cosmic move, she was now Rajat ke saath.
It should’ve felt disgusting. Taboo. But instead… Naina just leaned against the wall and let out a sigh.
“Yeh toh wild hai, yaar…” she whispered. “But they’re… happy.”
Because the truth was — before Reeti, Rajat was a zombie. Cold, disconnected. And Garima? She’d been a ghost of herself. Do din khushi milti toh chaar din aansu.
But Reeti and Rajat — the two new versions — they were fire and thunder. Crazy, loud, raw… but real.
Reeti’s laughter, Rajat’s spark, the way they looked at each other like the world didn’t exist — Naina had noticed all of it.
"Maybe love doesn’t care about logic," she thought. "Maybe soulmates don’t need rules."
She smiled. Took a big sip of her now-cold chai and yelled one last time at the door:
“Next time thoda silencer laga lena, okay? Mere sapne ab triple-X ho rahe hain!”
She walked back to her room, giggling.
“You crazy kids… enjoy. Mom, I hope you finally found your storybook ending — even if it’s in Rajat’s chapter.”
And with that, she slipped into bed, headphones in again — this time playing music loud enough to drown out any future round 2 that was most definitely about to begin.