Adultery Nayi Shuruaat - Meri Sweet Maa Bani Meri Bhai Ki Dulhan

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Subah ka waqt dhoop se thoda garam ho chuka tha.
Room mein ab woh intense hawa nahi thi —
lekin dono ke beech ek aisa sukoon tha jo sirf tab aata hai jab raat bhar sab kuch tod diya gaya ho —
bandhan, sharir, aur dil ke andar ki saari chhupi hui bhookh.
Reeti ab Rajat ke baahon mein leti thi, aankhon mein neend ka halka jadoo,
aur lips pe ek sharmila sa smile.
Rajat ne uski kamar pe apne haath ghumate hue fuskaya:
"Mujhe laga tha main tujhe aaj hi pregnant bana dunga..."
Reeti ne aankhen khol kar use dekha, uski baat pe cheek se maar diya,
"Shhh... Rajat!"
Lekin phir bhi uska muh poora laal pad gaya.
Rajat ne muskurate hue uski aankhon mein jhaanka aur dheere se bola:
"Par nahi... yeh kaam to main next poornima pe hi karunga."
Reeti ne confused ho kar pucha,
"Kyun? Aaj kyu nahi?"
Rajat ne uski mangalsutra ki motiyon ko apne haathon se chhute hue kaha:
"Kyuki maa ka roop sirf poornima ki raat aata hai na…
Aur main chahta hoon ki meri maa meri god bhar de..."
Reeti ka chehra ek pal ke liye freeze ho gaya.
Phir jaise ek sharm se, poore sharir mein garmi daud gayi ho.
Usne aankhen band ki, aur halki si hansi rokti hui bas itna bola:
"Tu bohot bura hai, Rajat..."
Rajat ne uska chin uthaya aur muskurate hue bola:
"Aur tu meri maa-patni... jo har poornima ko meri god bharne wali hai."
Thodi der dono bas ek dusre ko dekhte rahe — aankhon mein shararat, pyaar aur aankhon ke neeche raatein bhari hui.
Phir ekdum se reality wapas yaad aayi.
Aaj shaadi ke baad ke rituals the — kuldevta ki pooja, ghar ka grih pravesh, aur mehmaanon se milna.
Reeti ne aankhen khol ke dekha,
"Humein ab ready hona chahiye... ghar wapas jaana hai..."
Rajat ne zidd bhare andaaz mein uske bare breast pe halka sa kiss karte hue bola:
"Main to tujhe chhod ke kahin nahi jaa raha..."
Reeti ne chadar kheenchkar apne upar le li, aur uthne lagi.
Lekin jese hi usne bed se pair niche rakha —
ek sharp jhatka uski kamar mein aaya.
Usne mooh se halki si awaz nikaali:
"Aah... Rajat!"
Rajat ne seedha uske pair dekhe, muskurate hue bola:
"Kya hua? 5 baar ho gaya na raat bhar...
ab chalna bhi mushkil hai, hai na?"
Reeti ne aankhon mein sharam aur thoda gussa le kar dekha:
"Tu toh pagal hai... mujhe itna kyun hilaya?"
Rajat ne aankh maar ke jawab diya:
"Kyunki meri maa dulhan bani thi...
aur us raat uska beta patni wala haq lena chahta tha...
poore 5 baar!"
Reeti chadar ke peeche muh chhupake hansi rokti rahi,
aur phir bole:
"Ab chhup kar... kapde pehn, mujhe ghar vapas bhi le jaana hai!"
Rajat ne apni kurta uthayi, aur bola:
"Pehle tu chal to paaye..."
Reeti ne apne pair bed se uthakar rakhe — thoda hilti, dheere dheere chali —
aur sach mein, uski chal thodi hilti hui thi, thighs heavy lag rahe the, aur kamar stiff.
Rajat ne uska haath pakad ke bola:
"Dekha? Kaun hai tera asli pati?"
Reeti ne aankhen churaayi:
"Aur kaun... tu hi toh hai, mera beta..."


Rajat aur Reeti tayaar hokar hotel ke suite se nikle.
Reeti ne ek halka sa peach aur gold ka suit pehna tha, simple aur nayi dulhan jaise,
aur Rajat ne ek soft white kurta aur pajama — bilkul dulhe raja jaise, khilte hue chehre ke saath.
Car mein jab dono baithe, Reeti apne lap par haath rakh kar thodi awkward si baithi thi.
Jab bhi car thoda jump karti, uski aankhon mein ek halka kasak dikh jaata.
Rajat, driving seat pe, uski taraf muskurate hue dekhte jaa raha tha,
kabhi kabhi jaanboojh ke road ke speed breakers pe thoda fast chadhata —
aur phir halka sa hansi rok kar kehta:
"Sambhal ke dulhaniya... aur kitna hiloon tujhe?"
Reeti uski baat pe chehra lal karke bas aankh maar ke ghoorti thi,
par kuch keh nahi paati thi —
kyunki sach to yeh tha ki abhi bhi uski kamar aur thighs mein last night ka nasha chal raha tha.
Jaise hi ghar ke paas pahunche, unhone dekha —
gate ke aage sab relatives, naina, rohan aur pandit khade the,
aur entrance pe ek sundar griha pravesh ki thali sajayi gayi thi —
phoolon ki mala, kalash aur aarti ke saath.
Car rukte hi, sabki nazar unpe thi.
Rajat ne car ka door khola, aur nayi dulhan jaise Reeti ko hath pakadkar bahar nikala.
Jaise hi Reeti khadi hui —
thoda sa ladkhadai.
Usne turant sambhalne ki koshish ki,
par uski chal halki si stiff thi —
bilkul jaise kisi ne puri raat use thakaya ho... jo waise hi sach tha.
Naina, jo door se sab dekh rahi thi, aankh maar kar Rohan ke kaan mein kuch bola,
aur dono zor se hansi rokne lage.
Naina phir aage badh kar aayi, aur teasing tone mein boli:
"Bhabhi... lagta hai car mein bohot zor ka jhatka laga hai?"
Reeti ka chehra ekdum se laal pad gaya.
Usne aankhon se ghoor kar Rajat ko dekha,
jo khud apni muskaan nahi rok paaya.
Rajat ne chhupa chhupa sa jawab diya:
"Haan didi... raat bhar safar jo kiya humne..."
Naina aur Rohan dono almost hass pade,
aur ghar ke andar ke buzurgon ke samne jaise thoda sambhal kar serious ban gaye.
Pandit ji ne griha pravesh ki tayyari kar rakhi thi.
Reeti ko kalash ko pair se girane ko bola gaya.
Woh apni saari sharam aur takleef chhupate hue dheere dheere kadam badhane lagi.
Par jab usne kalash pe pair rakha aur thoda zor diya —
uska chehra ek second ke liye aur tez laal ho gaya,
kyunki kamar mein thoda aur jhatka mehsoos hua.
Usne aankhon se Rajat ko dekha —
aur Rajat bas apne hothon pe haath rakh ke hansi rok raha tha.
Rajat ke papa, jo sab dekh rahe the,
unhone bhi aankhon mein ek halka muskaan aur aankhon mein samajh bhari nazar ke saath bola:
"Nayi dulhan ko sambhaal ke rakhna beta... nayi zindagi shuru hui hai."
Rajat ne haan mein sir hilaaya, aur aankh maar ke bola:
"Papa, puri zimmedaari meri hai.
Main meri dulhaniya ka har pain ka ilaaj karunga...
aur naye naye dard bhi dunga."
Reeti ne chhup kar Rajat ke pair pe pair maara,
aur aankhon se "Bas kar!" kehne ka signal diya.
Par andar hi andar woh bhi muskura rahi thi —
kyunki woh jaanti thi, aaj se poori zindagi uska asli safar shuru hua tha —
beta ke roop mein Rajat, pati ke roop mein Rajat, aur ab uske hone wale bachche ke pita ke roop mein Rajat.




Mandir ka aangan pooja ke liye sundar sajaya gaya tha —
phoolon ki malaayein, dhoop ki khushboo, aur hawan kund ka halka dhuaan.
Sab log safed aur peele kapdon mein the,
aur beech mein baithe the Rajat aur Reeti —
nayi dulha-dulhan jaise, poore sansaar ke nazar mein ek naye jeevan ke prateek.
Reeti ne ek simple, sundar laal aur sona ka lehenga pehna tha,
aur sir pe ek halka sa dupatta tha,
jo uske sharm bhare chehre ko aur bhi roshan kar raha tha.
Uski aankhen neeche jhuki hui thi,
halki halki saans chal rahi thi —
aur uske chehre pe woh dulhan wala noor tha,
jo raat bhar ka asli raaz chhupa kar bhi sab kuch keh raha tha.
Rajat uske bagal mein baitha tha —
ek safed kurta aur light golden dupatta le kar.
Uske chehre pe shaitaani muskaan thi,
aur aankhon mein woh chanchal chamak jo bas Reeti ke liye thi.
Pandit ji mantra padh rahe the,
sab log apne haathon mein phool aur chawal lekar vishesh pooja mein vyast the.
Par Rajat...?
Uska dhyaan kahaan tha?
Sirf apni nayi dulhan pe.
Rajat apni aankhon ke kone se Reeti ko dekh raha tha —
uski laal gori gaal, uski nazar jhuki hui,
aur jab kabhi woh thoda hilti ya dupatta sambhalti,
Rajat ke dil mein ek naughty leher daud jaati.
Kabhi kabhi woh jaanboojh kar apne haath se thoda sa Reeti ke haath ko choo leta —
jaise galti se —
lekin dono ke sharir se ek halki bijli si guzar jaati thi.
Reeti ne ek baar aankh uthakar usse dekha,
aur jaise hi Rajat ne aankh maari —
woh seedha apni nazar phir jhuka gayi,
aur apne haath se dupatta aur tight pakadne lagi —
jaise apne sharir ki yaadon ko sambhal rahi ho.
Pandit ji ne tab bola:
"Dulhan apne pati ke haath mein haath de..."
Rajat ne apne haath extend kiya,
aur Reeti ne apne komal haath uske haath mein rakh diya.
Us touch mein jitni sharm thi,
utni hi cheeky naughty energy thi.
Rajat ne haath pakadte hi apne ungliyon se Reeti ke haath ko halka sa stroke kiya,
aur phir itna dheere se ki sirf Reeti feel kar sake —
apni ungli uski kalai ke andar ki soft jagah pe ghumaayi.
Reeti ka poora badan ek pal ke liye thoda stiff ho gaya,
uski saans atak gayi,
aur phir usne apne pair ke panje se Rajat ke pair pe halki si maar maar kar signal diya:
"Bas kar!"
Rajat ne andar hi andar muskurate hue,
aur thoda aur apni ungli uski haath ki veins pe ghumaayi —
jaise kehta ho:
"Shaadi ke baad pooja mein bhi teri chhed-chhad chhodi nahi."
Reeti ka chehra aur laal pad gaya,
par woh kuch nahi kar paayi —
sirf aankhon se ek shikayat bhari muskaan dekar rahi.
Havan ke dhooein mein, mantra ke madhur sur ke beech,
yeh naya joda ek dusre ke saath sirf sharirik nahi,
ab apni rooh se bhi juda ja raha tha —
har chhed-chhad, har chhoti muskaan ke saath,
ek nayi kahani likh raha tha.

Pooja ke saare rituals khatam hone lage the.
Sab log relaxed ho gaye the — ek taraf chhoti mooh dikhai ki tayyari ho rahi thi,
toh kuch log khane ki ladoo aur mithai baatne mein lag gaye the.
Reeti ko ghar ke andar bulaaya gaya —
thoda kapdon ka badalav karne aur next rasam ke liye ready hone.
Naina usse le jaane lagi,
par tabhi Rajat ne ek signal diya, aankhon se,
aur Reeti jaise bas apne aap chalti hui ek quiet corner ki taraf mud gayi —
jahaan aas paas koi nahi tha, sirf ek andhera chhota se varandah aur kuch jugnoo type light thi.
Jaise hi Reeti udhar aayi,
Rajat peechhe se aaya,
aur ek haath se uski kamar pakad ke seedha usse apne se chipka diya.
Reeti ek second ke liye dar gayi,
fir jaane se pehle bas thoda resist karte hue boli:
"Rajat... koi dekh lega!"
Par Rajat ne uski kamar aur tight pakad li,
aur apni body uske against chipka di —
apna hard hota hua lund uske soft ass ke against rub karta hua.
Apne hothon ko Reeti ke bare kamar ke neeche ghusa kar,
uski blouse aur lehenga ke beech apni ungliyaan chalaate hue,
halki si dirty awaaz mein bola:
"Toh kya?
Sabko bata doonga...
ki main apni maa-patni ko abhi turant apna banana chahta hoon..."
Reeti ka shareer ek pal ke liye hil gaya —
usne apna muh rokne ki koshish ki,
lekin jab Rajat ne apna muh uske kaan ke peeche rakha,
aur apni zubaan se halka sa lick kiya,
Reeti se ek zabardast moan dabakar bhi nahi chhupa.
"Mmmmh... Rajat..."
Rajat ne uski kamar par apna haath aur neeche slide karte hue,
Reeti ke lehenga ke neeche ghus gaya —
aur uski inner thighs ko tease karte hue halka sa pressure daalne laga.
Reeti ki saans fast ho gayi thi.
Uska lehenga aur blouse ke neeche se sharir pura sensitive ho chuka tha.
Uska navel ke paas se lekar niche tak halka halka kapkapahat tha,
aur panties already gili ho rahi thi uske naughty touch se.
Rajat ne dheere se uske ear ke neeche kiss kiya,
aur whisper kiya:
"Pooja toh khatam ho gayi, ab meri maa-patni ki asli seva shuru honi chahiye na?"
Reeti ne aankhen band kar li, apni kamar aur zyada Rajat ke against dhakel di,
aur bas halki si shikayat bhari awaaz mein boli:
"Pagal hai tu... mujhe waapas bhej de..."
Rajat ne apne haathon ka grip thoda aur tight kiya,
aur dirty tone mein bola:
"Waapas bhejne se pehle... ek chhoti si gift..."
Usne seedha apne haath se Reeti ke blouse ke andar ghusa diya,
aur uska ek nipple pakadkar usse softly pinch aur roll karna shuru kiya —
halki si twist, halka sa pull —
aur Reeti ke hothon se bina control ke ek aur moan nikla:
"Aahhh... Rajat... ruk ja abhi!"
Rajat ne muskurate hue apni pant ki zip halka sa kholkar apna thoda sa lund nikal liya,
aur Reeti ke soft, gile panty ke against uska tip rub karta hua growl kiya:
"Aaj ghar waale nahi... meri maa ki gand khulegi phir se..."
Reeti ne aankh khol kar use dekha,
uski aankhon mein sharam, darr aur hawas ka perfect mel tha.
Phir ek zor ka hansi rokti hui chhup chhup se boli:
"Tu to sach mein pagal hai...!!"
Rajat ne apni aankhon mein pure deewanapan ke saath jawab diya:
"Aur tu meri jaan hai, meri maa bhi, meri patni bhi...
aur meri aaj ki chudai ka asli haqdar bhi."
Phir Rajat ne use corner mein wall ke against push kiya,
aur apni zubaan uske gale se neeche ki taraf le jaane laga,
blouse ke andar ghuste hue uske boobs ko poore muh se suck karta,
aur Reeti bas apne pair ke panje tiptoe par uthakar,
apni poori body Rajat ke hawale kar chuki thi.
Uski saans, uski moan, uska sharir —
sab Rajat ke control mein tha.

Reeti ab wall ke against chipki hui thi,
dupattā uske shoulders se halkā sarak chukā thā,
aur blouse ke andar Rajat ka haath tha —
uski full, warm breasts ko squeeze karte hue,
har pinch aur pull ke saath Reeti ke moan uske hothon mein dab rahe the.
Bahaar se logon ki hansi, panditji ki aarti ki awaaz aa rahi thi,
par yahaan — iss chhoti si andheri jagah mein —
sirf unke sharir ki garmi ka hungama tha.
Rajat ne apna haath dheere se aur neeche le jaaya —
Reeti ke lehenga ke andar, panty ke upar se —
aur feel kiya,
woh completely geeli thi.
Rajat ne apni ungli se panty ko side khiskaaya,
aur apni middle finger uske folds ke beech dheere se slide ki.
Garama aur tight,
her hone ka proof uski twacha ke har spasm mein tha.
Reeti apni aankhen zor se band kar chuki thi,
apna muh Rajat ke shoulder mein chhupa kar,
saans andar kheenchti ja rahi thi,
taaki koi bhi uska moan na sun sake.
Rajat ne apni finger thoda aur andar daali,
aur apni thumb se uski clit ko halka halka rub karte hue,
dirty, teasing voice mein uske kaan mein fuskaya:
"Chup rehna maa...
warna sabko pata chal jaayega
ki nayi dulhan apne beta ke haath se corner mein hi hil gayi..."
Reeti ke pair weak hone lage,
uska sharir Rajat ke haathon pe hil raha tha,
aur uske andar ek uncontrollable wave uth rahi thi.
Rajat ne apni finger ka pace thoda aur tez kiya —
andar jaate hue, clit ko press karte hue —
aur Reeti apni kamar ko uski ungli ke against rub karti jaa rahi thi,
poore sharir se surrender karti hui.
Uske hothon se ek suppressed cry nikli:
"Mmmmh... Rajat... beta... please... ruk jaa..."
Par Rajat ab apne flow mein tha —
aur dheere se apni doosri ungli bhi uske andar ghusa di,
do ungliyaan ab uski tight pussy ko stretch karte,
andar-bahar jaati ja rahi thi.
Reeti ka sharir ab thartharane laga tha —
uska mooh Rajat ke seene mein daba tha,
aur uski taange apne aap hilaane lagi thi,
orgasm ka tsunami uske andar se ubhar raha tha.
Rajat ne apne haath se uska muh band kar diya,
aur apni ungliyon ka pace itna tez kar diya
ki Reeti bas silent screams karte hue hilti rahi —
pure orgasm mein.
Uska sharir convulse kar gaya —
ek badi silent orgasmic wave ke saath,
uske andar se warmth nikalti hui Rajat ke haath pe behne lagi.
Rajat ne uska sharir apne se chipka kar,
apni ungliyon ko dheere se uske andar se nikala,
aur uske wetness se bhari ungli ko apne muh mein le jaakar suck kiya —
chupke se, apni aankhon mein uske liye deewangi ke saath.
Reeti ab thak ke uske khilaf latak gayi thi —
aankhen band, saans tez, aur sharir thoda halka kaanp raha tha.
Rajat ne uske kaan mein dheere se fuskaya:
"Meri maa... meri patni... meri raat ka sapna...
aur meri subah ka nasha..."
Reeti ne apni aankhon mein aansu aur muskaan mila kar bas apna sir uske shoulder par rakh diya —
har chhoti maryada, har bachaav tod kar,
sirf uski dulhaniya,
aur uski maa ban kar.




Thoda time baad, jab Reeti ka saans normal hua,
aur uske gaal ka laal rang thoda sambhla,
tab Rajat ne apne haathon se uske dupatte ko theek kiya,
aur aankhon mein ek naughty chamak ke saath kaha:
"Ab dulhaniya ko saj kar waapas jaana chahiye...
warna log sochenge ki main tujhe pooja ke beech hi kha gaya!"
Reeti ne aankhon se ghoorta hua use dekha,
aur thoda naraaz sa muh banate hue,
apni lehenga sambhalte hue seedha khadi hui —
lekin andar se abhi bhi thoda thoda kaanp rahi thi.
Jab dono wapas hall mein aaye,
toh sab log already unka intezaar kar rahe the.
Naina ne aankhon se Reeti ke gaal pe laal rang dekhkar teasing tone mein bola:
"Kya baat hai bhabhi... pooja ka asar itna tezz?"
Rohan bhi hans pada, aur Rajat apni muskaan rok nahi paaya.
Usne sirf apne haath jod kar namaste kiya — jaise poora nirdosh ho.
Reeti ne aankhen neeche jhukaayi,
aur apne dupatte ko thoda aur tight pakad liya,
sharm se apna gaal chhupane ki koshish karte hue.
Phir pandit ji ne aage bulaya:
"Ab dulha aur dulhan milkar ghar ke kuldevta ke samne prarthana karenge."
Rajat aur Reeti dono aage baithe.
Pooja ki aarti chal rahi thi,
aur sabka dhyaan mantra aur deepak ki roshni mein tha.
Par Rajat?
Uska dhyaan to sirf apni maa-dulhan par tha.
Usne apni aankhon se Reeti ko chhedna shuru kar diya —
kabhi aankh maar ke,
kabhi lips ko halka sa chaat ke.
Reeti apna sharam se phatne wala chehra chhupane ke liye bas pooja ki thali mein jhuki jaa rahi thi.
Par jab Rajat ne apna pair secretly uske lehenga ke neeche ghusa kar uski inner thigh touch ki,
tab uska pura sharir ek second ke liye hil gaya.
Usne turant apna pair hataya,
aur aankhon mein ek warning bhari nazar se Rajat ko dekha.
Par Rajat bas cheek se muskuraya, jaise keh raha ho:
"Main to rukunga nahi..."
Pooja ke baad sab log aarti lene ke liye khade huye,
aur jab Reeti apna aarti ki thaali haath mein lekar ghumi,
tab Rajat ne ek mauka dekhkar apne haath se uske kamar ko halka sa squeeze kar diya —
bilkul chupke se, kisi ko pata bhi nahi chala.
Reeti ka muh ekdum se shock se khul gaya,
uska gala sukha,
aur aankhon mein ek aisi sharm thi jo chhup nahi paayi.
Phir jab sab log prasad le rahe the,
Rajat uske paas aaya aur dheere se uske kaan ke paas fuskaya:
"Poornima ka asar abhi tak tere sharir mein hai na maa?"
Reeti ne aankhen band ki, saans sambhali,
aur bas apne haath se uske seene par halki si choti maar ke kaha:
"Tujhse to kuch nahi sambhala jaata..."
Aur dono,
ek chhupi hui dunia mein,
apne rishte ka sabse sukhad, sabse forbidden raaz apni aankhon mein chhupaaye,
baaki duniya ke samne apne naye jeevan ki rasmein nibhaate rahe.

Raat ka waqt tha.
Ghar ab shaant ho chuka tha.
Sab guests ja chuke the,
sajawat ki light thodi feeki pad chuki thi,
aur bas ek gehra sukoon chhaya tha.
Reeti apne kamre mein jaakar fresh ho rahi thi —
nayi dulhan ke thakaan aur thodi si aankhon mein neend le kar,
lekin uska mann Rajat ke saath hone wale honeymoon trip ke sapnon mein uljha tha.
Neeche drawing room mein,
Rajat apne father ke paas sofa pe baitha tha,
donon ke haath mein halki si chai thi.
Dono chup the —
par ek unsuni baat hawa mein mandra rahi thi.
Kuch der baad, Rajat ne apna cup table pe rakha,
apne haath apni jeans ke pockets mein daale,
aur thoda sa sankoch ke saath bola:
"Papa... main aapse ek baat karna chahta hoon."
Uske father ne apni muskaan ke saath dekha,
samajh gaye the ki kuch gehra aane wala hai.
Rajat ne thoda sa jhijhak kar,
lekin aankhon mein sachchai bhar ke kaha:
"Woh... Reeti ne mujhe sab bataya...
ki kaise woh maa thi... Garima maa...
aur kaise usse vardaan mila tha..."
Uske father ne apni chai ka cup neeche rakha,
aur apni aankhon se Rajat ke chehre ka har kona dekhne lage —
jaise uski rooh tak dekh rahe ho.
Rajat ne aage bola:
"Pehle to mujhe yakin nahi hua.
Shock tha, dard tha...
par phir jab maine apni aankhon se use maa ke roop mein dekha,
uski aankhon mein wahi pyaar, wahi sukoon,
toh mujhe samajh aa gaya..."
Uski awaaz thodi kanpne lagi thi.
"Main sirf uske naam, ya sharir se nahi juda hoon, papa...
main uski rooh se pyaar karta hoon."
Uske father kuch nahi bole pehle,
sirf gehri aankhon se Rajat ko dekhte rahe.
Fir dheere se, bahut thande aur sukoon bhare shabdon mein bole:
"Beta, jab maine sach jaana tha...
main bhi toota tha.
Laga tha, sanskaar, maryada... sab kuch bikhar gaya."
Rajat chup tha, aankhen jhuki thi.
Uske father ne aage kaha:
"Lekin jab maine tum dono ki aankhon mein ek dusre ke liye woh pavitra pyaar dekha...
toh maine samjha,
ki rishton ke daayre insaan banate hain...
aur kabhi kabhi...
pyaar uss daayre se bahar bhi pavitra hota hai."
Unki aankhon mein aansu the,
par ek dum garv aur prem se bhare hue.
"Mujhe tum dono se koi shikayat nahi hai, Rajat.
Main khush hoon...
ki meri Garima... meri beti bankar meri ghar mein phir se khush hai.
Aur mera beta... apni maa-patni ke saath apna jeevan bana raha hai."
Rajat ke aankhon se bhi ek aansu tapak gaya.
Phir unke father ne haath badha kar uska kandha pakad liya:
"Aur ab... jaise main tujhse pehle keh chuka hoon...
ab mera sapna hai ki tu aur Reeti...
humare vansh ko aage badhao."
Rajat ne aankh pochte hue muskuraya,
aur haan mein sir hilaaya.
Phir ek cheeky smile ke saath bola:
"Papa... tension mat lo...
next poornima ke din se main apna pura farz nibhaane wala hoon..."
Uske father hans diye,
aur dono baap-beta ek ajeeb si understanding aur pyaar ke bandhan mein aur majboot ho gaye.
Rajat jaante tha,
ab uska raasta saaf tha.
Reeti uski thi,
uska pyaar, uska sapna, uska vansh —
sab ab sach hone wala tha.
Rajat ab thoda relaxed feel kar raha tha.
Baap-beta dono ke beech ka woh unsaid tension ab khatam ho chuka tha.
Ab hawa mein ek halka sa mazaak, ek shaitani comfort aa gaya tha —
jaise dono jaante the ki ab woh sab kuch khul kar baat kar sakte hain.
Thodi der chup rehne ke baad,
Rajat ne apni chai ka ek sip lete hue,
halke naughty andaaz mein bola:
"Waise Papa...
ab jab aapko sab pata hai...
toh kuch... tips doge kya?"
Uska chehra mischievous tha, aankhon mein ek shararti chamak.
Uske father ne apne specs ko thoda set kiya,
aur ek heavy laugh karte hue bola:
"Tips? Kis cheez ke?"
Rajat ne halka sa blush karte hue aankhen churaayi,
aur phir dheere se bola:
"Maa ke saath... bed pe..."
Ek second ke liye silence chhaya,
phir dono zor se hans diye —
jaise apni hi awkwardness pe hans rahe ho.
Rajat ke papa ne muskurate hue,
halke serious aur emotional tone mein kaha:
"Beta... main jaanta hoon... yeh sab kuch normal nahi hai...
par sach to yeh hai ki main Garima ko tabse jaanta hoon,
jab tu iss duniya mein tha bhi nahi."
Unki aankhon mein ek halka sa dard, ek pyaar ka noor tha.
"Main uski aadatein, uske sharir ka har reaction jaanta hoon...
kaise woh touch pe hilti hai,
kaise kiss pe melt hoti hai,
kaise apni aankhon se sab kuch keh jaati hai..."
Rajat ne thoda halki saans li,
jaise apne andar ek ajeeb sukoon bharte hue sun raha ho.
Tab uske father ne thoda aur jhuk kar,
thoda confidential tone mein bola:
"Main tujhe kuch real tips deta hoon...
agar tu chahta hai ki woh tujhmein pura bikhar jaaye..."
Rajat ne aankhen chamka kar bola:
"Bolo Papa... main sab sun raha hoon..."
Papa ne apni ungli se count karte hue tips shuru kiye:
"Pehla —
Garima jab kiss ke dauraan apne navel ke aaspaas touch feel karti hai na...
toh woh control nahi kar paati.
Uske liye pehle apni zubaan se uska navel circle karna,
aur dheere se halka halka suck karna."
Rajat ka lund halka sa hil gaya soch kar.
Usne chupke se apne haath se apni jeans ke upar adjust kiya.
Papa ne aage bola:
"Dusra —
uski kamar pe jab tujhe apne haathon se grip karte hue
dheere se thoda pressure daalega na,
aur apna body poora chipka dega,
toh woh hilne lagegi khud-ba-khud.
Kamar aur peeth ke beech ka portion uski sabse zyada sensitive jagah hai."
Rajat ab literally apne imagination mein Garima ko pakad chuka tha.
Papa thoda aur jhuk kar, dheere aur bold tone mein bola:
"Aur teesra —
jab tu uski gand pakadkar uske andar dheere-dheere,
fir zor se thrust karega...
aur uske kaan mein halki se dirty baatein karega...
ki tu apni maa ko apne bachche se bhar raha hai...
toh woh apne aap apne aap ko tere neeche samarpit kar degi."
Rajat ke chehre ka rang ab pura garam ho chuka tha.
Uska sharir literally react kar raha tha.
Usne bas halka sa hansi chhupate hue bola:
"Papa... aap to kamaal ho..."
Papa bhi muskurate hue peeche jhuk gaye,
aur ek dum se cheeky andaaz mein bola:
"Beta...
teri maa ka sharir main pehle jaanta tha,
ab tu uska dil aur sharir dono jeet.
Aur vansh ke liye...
bas apni maa ko raat bhar chhodta mat rehna."
Rajat ne apne haath jod kar namaste kiya mazaak mein,
aur dono fir se hans diye —
par is baar, ek nayi dosti ke saath,
ek nayi understanding ke saath.
Ab Rajat jaanta tha —
kya karna hai, kaise karna hai,
aur kaise apni maa-patni ko poora apna banana hai.


Room mein ek ajeeb sa relaxed mahaul tha.
Wo heavy baatein, guilt, dar — sab ab jaise dhuaan ban kar udd chuki thi.
Ab sirf ek ajeeb si acceptance thi —
aur ek bold, dirty rishta —
do mardon ke beech,
jo kabhi ek hi aurat se juda the...
aur ab us aurat ko apne apne tareeke se poora karne wale the.
Rajat ne apne haath apne sir ke piche bandhte hue,
cheeky tone mein bola:
"Waise Papa...
ab jab sab kuch clear ho gaya hai...
toh sach mein kuch aur suggestions dena chahoge?"
Uske father ne muskurate hue ek zyada naughty, thoda teasing look diya,
aur apna cup table pe rakh diya.
Phir thoda jhuk kar, heavy voice mein bola:
"Dekh beta...
maine Garima ko zindagi bhar chhua hai,
samjha hai,
toh kuch cheezein hain jo tujhe kaam aayengi."
Rajat thoda aage jhuk gaya, jaise ek ladka apne sabse bade raaz sunne ja raha ho.
Papa ne aankh maarte hue,
bina kisi sharam ke bola:
"Sabse pehla —
jab woh completely chhud jaati hai,
uske nipples aur bhi tight ho jaate hain,
tab unko zor se suck kar,
thoda bite kar —
Garima ko pain aur pleasure ka mix sabse zyada turn on karta hai."
Rajat ka lund fir se tight hone laga tha soch ke.
Usne hansi chupate hue sir hilaaya.
Papa ne aage bola:
"Doosra —
agar kabhi tujhe lagge ki woh thak gayi hai...
toh bas uski kamar ko dono haath se uthakar,
uski gand ko zor se pakad kar
piche se maarna shuru kar dena..."
Unki aankhon mein ek spark tha,
jaise apna pura tajurba transfer kar rahe ho.
Phir thoda dheere se,
aur zyada dirty tone mein bola:
"Aur teesra aur sabse important —
jab tum dono climax ke kareeb ho...
toh uske kaan ke paas jaake
usse bolna ki
'Apne beta ka bachcha apni maa ke andar chhod raha hoon'..."
Rajat literally us moment mein apni imagination mein hil gaya.
Usne apni jeans ke andar thoda adjust karna pada.
Papa ne thoda hans ke bola:
"Garima ko jab apne motherhood aur patni hone ka mix feel hota hai na...
toh woh apne aap apni taange aur zyada faila leti hai..."
Rajat ab bilkul silent tha —
par uski aankhon mein ek dangerous, wild sparkle thi.
Phir, halka sa serious tone mein Papa ne bola:
"Beta...
kya ajeeb sa hai na?
Ek hi aurat...
pehle meri thi...
ab teri hai..."
Rajat ne aankhon mein mazaak aur garv ka mix le kar bola:
"Aur Papa...
hum dono ka itna accha taste tha
ki maa hum dono ki rani ban gayi."
Dono baap-beta ekdum se hans diye —
lekin is baar hasi mein koi awkwardness nahi thi.
Sirf ek ghera, forbidden, magar sukoon bhara bandhan tha.
Phir Papa ne aakhri mein aashirwad dete hue bola:
"Bas beta,
ab tu apni maa-patni ko aise pyaar kar
ki woh har raat tujhmein kho jaaye.
Aur...
jaldi se apni maa ke kokh se ek nayi zindagi duniya mein le aa..."
Rajat ne apna haath papa ke haath pe rakha,
aur aankhon mein promise ke saath bola:
"Main poori mehnat karunga Papa...
maa ke andar apna vansh chhodne ke liye."
Dono ek dusre ki aankhon mein dekh kar muskura diye —
jaise ek ajeeb sa, paap bhara,
phir bhi pavitra rishta bann gaya ho.

Subah ka waqt tha.
Ghar mein ek halka sa excitement ka mahaul tha —
honeymoon trip ka packing, preparations,
aur sabke chehre pe naye sapno ki chamak.
Reeti apne kamre mein ek suitcase khol ke apna kapda arrange kar rahi thi.
Soft cotton kurtis, kuch fancy dresses, aur ek ya do nighties —
sab carefully rakh rahi thi,
par har kapda fold karte waqt uska dil thoda thoda fast dhadak raha tha.
Woh jaanti thi —
yeh sirf ek simple trip nahi tha.
Yeh woh raaten thi jahan sirf woh aur Rajat honge —
aur koi rokaawat nahi.
Jab woh ek halki si nighty fold kar rahi thi —
ek soft peach color ki, almost sheer fabric wali —
tabhi peeche se Rajat aaya,
apne haathon se uski kamar pakad kar uske against apna sharir chipka diya.
Reeti halki si uchli,
phir turant samajh gayi kaun hai —
aur apna dupatta sambhalte hue blush kar gayi.
Rajat ne apni nose uske gale ke peeche rub karte hue,
dirty slow voice mein kaha:
"Hmm... kya kya packing ho raha hai maa?"
Reeti ne aankhon mein sharam aur gusse ka mix le kar bola:
"Mujhe tayaar hone de...
mujhe sab theek se arrange karna hai..."
Rajat ne apne haath uske tummy ke neeche se ghusa diye,
aur uski soft waist ko rub karta hua bola:
"Arrange to main tujhe karunga...
honeymoon pe raat ko bed pe..."
Reeti ne aankh maar ke uska haath hatane ki koshish ki,
lekin Rajat ne tight grip banake usse apne aur kareeb kheench liya.
Uski lips ke paas fuskate hue Rajat ne bola:
"Aur waise bhi...
kal Papa se jo tips mile hain..."
Reeti ka chehra ekdum shock se laal pad gaya.
Usne turant palat ke Rajat ki aankhon mein dekha:
"Kya? Papa se kya baatein hui?"
Rajat ne ek naughty smile ke saath uske kaan ke paas apne lips laate hue kaha:
"Bas yeh seekha hai...
ki kaise meri maa-patni ki kamar pakad kar,
use apne lund se itna bhar doon
ki woh chale bhi na paaye agle din..."
Reeti ka muh literally khul gaya,
uski saans tez ho gayi,
aur uske haath se kapde gir gaye.
Usne apne haath se Rajat ke hothon ko halki maar maar ke chup karne ki koshish ki,
lekin Rajat ne use wall ke against push kar diya,
aur apni body uske against grind karte hue bola:
"Mujhe Papa ne bataya hai...
ki jab main apne beta hone ka haq aur pati hone ka junoon ek saath chalata hoon...
toh meri maa apni god khol kar mujhe apne andar bula leti hai."
Reeti ki aankhen ab poori tarah bhar gayi thi —
sharam, hawas, aur pure love se.
Usne dheere se aankhen band kar li,
aur sirf apna body uske against melt kar diya.
Rajat ne halka sa uske navel pe zubaan se lick kiya,
aur whisper kiya:
"Honeymoon pe main tujhe itna bharunga maa...
ki tu apne andar mera vansh feel karegi...
har raat... har morning..."
Reeti ne aankh khol kar, halki si moaning ke saath,
apna haath Rajat ke chest pe rakha,
aur dheere se bola:
"Bas kar... warna abhi yahin..."
Rajat ne hans ke uska chin uthaya,
aur aankhon mein aankhon daal kar kaha:
"Abhi nahi maa...
honeymoon mein tujhe bed pe, shower mein, balcony mein —
har jagah chodne ka plan hai..."
Reeti ne aankhen band kar ke,
halki si muskaan aur gehri sharam ke saath sir hilaaya.
Suitcase abhi bhi adha khula pada tha,
aur dono apne sapno ki duniya mein kho gaye the.

Ghar ka aangan saj gaya tha —
mild decorations, phool, aur soft background mein bhajan chal rahe the.
Sab log — rishtedaar, naina, rohan, aur kuch neighbours —
Reeti aur Rajat ko honeymoon trip ke liye bida karne ke liye ikattha hue the.
Reeti ek simple but sundar blue aur cream ka suit pehne hui thi,
dupattā sir par,
aur aankhon mein wo nayi dulhan wala chamak.
Rajat white kurta aur denims mein casual lag raha tha,
par aankhon mein ek naughty excitement thi jo chup nahi rahi.
Sab log milte gaye, aashirvaad dete gaye.
Reeti sabse muskurate hue mil rahi thi, par jaise hi woh apne sasur ke saamne aayi,
thoda extra serious ho gayi.
Apne sasur ke pair chhuke jaise hi Reeti uthi,
usne aankhon mein ek Garima waali jhalak ke saath ghoor kar dekha —
ek dum nazar ghuma ke, thoda angry playful look maarte hue kaha:
"Kya sikha diya aapne apne bete ko...?
Sab kuch batana zaroori tha kya?"
Uske father-in-law ne ek dum hansi rok kar, aankh maar ke bola:
"Arey... maa beti ke beech koi raaz nahi hona chahiye na?"
Peeche Rajat bhi muskurate hue aankh maar raha tha,
jaise keh raha ho — Papa ko full marks milne chahiye.
Reeti ne thoda nakhre se dupattā sambhala,
aur aankhon mein sharm, pyaar aur thodi si shikayat le kar bola:
"Main honeymoon ke baad aap dono ka alag hisaab lungi..."
Sab log hass diye —
mahaul halka, masti bhara, aur pyaar se bhara hua tha.
Phir final aarti hui,
nariyal aur mishri ka prasad diya gaya,
aur car ke liye pooja hui.
Reeti aur Rajat dono car mein baithe —
ek naye safar ke liye —
ek nayi duniya ke liye.
Car jaise hi chalee,
piche sab haath hila rahe the,
aur Reeti ne piche mud kar ek emotional nazar daali.
Uske mann mein ek ajeeb sa sukoon tha —
apne parivaar ko blessings ke saath chhod kar apne pyaar ke saath naye jeevan ki shuruaat karne ka.
Par jaise hi car road par thoda door aayi,
Rajat ne apna typical naughty andaaz dikhaya.
Usne driving seat se ek haath hata ke,
Reeti ke thight par softly rakha —
aur heavy dirty voice mein bola:
"Ab tu bas meri hai maa...
aur honeymoon pe main tujhe har din nayi tarike se lene wala hoon."
Reeti ne aankhen badi karke dekha,
aur thoda nakhre se bola:
"Gaadi chala, Rajat!"
Rajat ne zubaan se halka apna hoth ghumaya,
aur teasing tone mein bola:
"Gaadi bhi chalayunga...
aur raat ko tujhe bhi..."
Reeti ne sharam se apna dupattā chehra ke aage kar liya,
aur apni aankhen chhupane lagi.
Car ke andar ek intense sensual hawa bhar gayi thi.
Bahar samundar ka safar dikh raha tha,
santre aur narangi suraj ki roshni sab kuch roshan kar rahi thi.
Rajat ne apni aankhon se road pe dhyaan rakhte hue,
aur apni dirty soch ko sambhalte hue bola:
"Jab beach pe tu bikini mein aayegi na maa...
toh main tere soft boobs ko wahan ke samundar se bhi zyada bheega dunga..."
Reeti literally hil gayi sharam se.
Usne apne haath se Rajat ka shoulder thoda zor se maara:
"Bas kar abhi se...
varna honeymoon tak main hi tujhe thakaa dungi!"
Rajat hans diya —
full naughty laughter ke saath —
aur car coast ke taraf speed karte hue bhaag gayi,
jahaan ek nayi kahaani, ek nayi duniya, aur ek wild honeymoon unka intezaar kar raha tha.