Adultery Meri Mummy Bahut Tezi se Badal Gayi.

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Maa ki aankhein Mukesh ke lund pe jami thi, ungliyaan uske mote base ko kaske pakde, dheere dheere sehla rahi thi, jaise koi pavitra cheez ho.Woh usse pyar karti thi—har inch se. 

Uske hont khule, saans ruk ruk ke chal rahi thi jab usne ungliyon se veins ko chhua, dheere aur soch samajh ke, jaise koi devi kisi pooja mein khoyi ho.“Aaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, tera lund kitna bada hai,” woh boli, awaaz naram aur bhari, pyaas se bhari. 

“Yeh mere pati ke chhote se lund se kitna behtar hai. Woh meri chut ko kabhi aise nahi bhar saka. Tu mujhe zinda mehsoos karata hai.” Woh aur paas jhuki, uske tip ko chuma, jeebh baahar nikal ke shaft ko chata, jaise koi rare mithai ho.

Uski aankhein band hui, ek naram “mmm uuhhh” nikla jab usne dobara muh mein liya, hont neeche sarke, gaal chusne se khokhle ho gaye, ek aisi bhookh ke saath jo main nahi samajh saka.

Woh aisi lag rahi thi jaise usne apna maqsad pa liya ho, uska poora wajood us bade lund ko khush karne mein laga tha, haath usse pyar se sehla rahe the, jaise woh usmein khoyi ho. 

Main yeh nahi maan saka ki yeh meri maa thi.Woh aurat jo mera tiffin banati thi, mujhe homework bhoolne pe daantti thi, ab ek ajnabi thi, uske muh mein Mukesh ka lund, aise moan karti jaise yeh usne zindagi mein sabse tasty cheez chakh li ho.

Meri maa ko Papa ke liye wafadaar hona chahiye tha, jo humein aaraam dene ke liye der tak kaam karta tha. 

Yeh woh nahi thi—yeh koi doosri aurat thi, jo main jaanta tha uski har cheez ke khilaaf thi. Mera seena bandh raha tha, dimag chillata tha ki yeh sach nahi ho sakta, ki Maa Papa ke saath, humare saath aisa nahi karegi.

Woh mujhe sahi galat sikhati thi, mujhe gale lagati thi jab main ghar aata tha. Yeh aurat, jo Mukesh ke lund mein khoyi thi, us tasveer ka dhokha thi. Mukesh ne aah bhari, uska haath uske baalon mein uljha, kaske pakda. 

“Rekha, poora le,” woh bola, awaaz mein hawas.Usne Maa ka sir neeche dabaya, lund ko uske muh mein aur gehra dhakela, tip uske gale tak gaya. Maa ke gale mein rukawat aayi, aankhein pani se bhar gayi, par usne virodh nahi kiya.

Uske haath Mukesh ki janghon pe kase, nakhun uski khaal mein dhans gaye jab usne poora liya, hont khinch gaye, jeebh shaft ke chaaron taraf ghumi. 

Woh aur zor se chusi, sir upar neeche, thook uski thodi pe tapki jab woh ek desperate josh mein kaam karti thi, gale se ek naram “aaahhh mmm” ki awaaz aayi.“Suck that cock like the whore you are,” 

Mukesh ne kaha, uska haath aur kasa, uska rhythm banaya. “Dikha kitna pyar karti hai isse.” “Uuhhh mmm, mujhe yeh pasand hai, Mukesh,” Maa ne boli, thodi der ke liye muh hataaya, awaaz mein zaroorat.“Tera lund perfect hai. 

Main ise raat bhar chus sakti hoon. Aaahhh, iska swaad kitna achha hai.” Woh muskuraya, aankhein kaali. “Yeh meri randi hai. Chalu rakh, Rekha. 

Yeh lund tera hai.”Woh dobara jhuki, hont uski lambai pe sarke, ek lamba “ooohhh uuhhh” nikla jab usne gehra liya, uske moan bandh ho gaye. Main dekhta raha, jam gaya, dil zor se dhadak raha tha.Yeh Maa nahi thi. 

Main is gandi harkat ko us aurat se nahi jod saka jisne mujhe pala. Papa isse behtar deserve karte the—unki buckle wife yahan aise kisi aur ke lund ko chus rahi thi. Mukesh ne usse khincha, ek gili awaaz ke saath.

“Uth, Rekha. Hum sofa pe ja rahe hain.” Woh utha, uska lund abhi bhi sakht, harkat mein. Usne Maa ko kamre ke kone mein chhote se sofa pe le gaya, uski kamar hilti hui, nanga jism roshni mein chamak raha tha.

Usne use cushions pe dhakela, uski peeth doob gayi, taangein khul gayi. Mukesh uske beech mein baitha, uski janghon ko chhoda kiya, haath uski khaal pe sakht. Woh jhuka, uske hont uski nabhi pe, chumta aur chhata.


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Uski jeebh nabhi ke chaaron taraf dheere dheere gol gol ghumi, chhote se gaddhe mein, Maa ko hilati hui. Maa ne aankhein band ki, sar peeche jhuka, hont khule ek naram moan ke saath.

“Aaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh,” woh boli, awaaz mein kampan aur sharam. Uska chehra laal tha, jabda tight, jaise Papa ke saath dhokha karne ki sharam se lad rahi ho.Woh jaanti thi yeh galat hai, par maza itna tha ki woh Mukesh ke control mein khinchti chali gayi. 

“Ooohhh, Mukesh, yeh kitna achha hai,” woh boli, awaaz kampati hui.“Aaahhh uuhhh, mat ruk.” “Tujhe yeh pasand hai, meri randi?” woh uski khaal ke khilaaf bola, hont uski nabhi ko chhu rahe the. 

“Tera jism ab mera hai.”“Mmm uuhhh, haan, Mukesh,” woh phusphusaayi, awaaz sharam se bhari. “Mujhe nahi chahiye… par main khud ko rok nahi sakti. Aaahhh, yeh itna achha hai.” 

Main dekhta raha, dil toot raha tha. Maa ki sharam saaf thi, par uski pyaas bhi.Woh Papa ke saath dhokha kar rahi thi, kisi aur ko apne aap ko chhune de rahi thi jo sirf Papa ka haq tha. 

Mukesh ek lucky aadmi tha—bahut lucky.Uske paas Maa ka jism, uska pyar, sab kuch tha, jabki Papa ko kuch nahi pata. Uski badi gaand, poore stan, chamakti khaal—sab Mukesh ke liye tha, aur maine kabhi nahi socha Maa Papa ke saath aisa karegi.

Woh uski thi, is gande aadmi ki khelni nahi. Yeh khayal mere pet ko chubha, par main nazar nahi hata saka.Mukesh ke hont upar gaye, uske stan tak. Usne unhe pakda, haath se naram goonda, anguthe uske nipples ko chhue.


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Woh jhuka, ek stan ko chata, jeebh uske sakht peak ke chaaron taraf ghumi, phir use muh mein liya. Maa ne saans li, peeth teer ki tarah, haath sofa ko kaske pakde. “Aaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, haan,” woh boli, awaaz lambi aur desperate.



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“Mere stan chus, please.” “Yeh ab mere hain, Rekha,” woh bola, doosre stan pe gaya, aur zor se chusa, daant uski khaal ko chhue. “Tera pati inka haqdaar nahi.” “Oooohhh mmm, Mukesh, mat ruk,” woh boli, awaaz sharam se bhari.

“Aaahhh uuhhh, chusta ja… yeh itna achha hai.” Woh uske stan ko bhookhe josh se chusta raha, hont nipples pe, haath goondh rahe the.Yeh woh stan the jo Papa ke liye hona chahiye tha, par Mukesh ne unhe apna bana liya, uska muh us pavitra cheez ko ganda kar raha tha. 

Yeh ganda tha, ek dhokha itna kacha ki meri khaal sihar gayi.Maa ke moan besharam the, uska jism uske chhuan ke neeche hil raha tha, ek aise maze mein khoyi jo kisi aur ka tha.

Main bhavnaaon ke toofan mein tha—Maa pe gussa ki usne Papa ke saath dhokha kiya, Mukesh pe ki usne use le liya, par ek ajeeb si excitement bhi jo main nahi samjha.Mera lund shorts mein sakht ho raha tha, aur main khud se nafrat karta tha. Main kyun excited tha? 

Yeh galat tha, ganda, par Maa ka jism, uske “aaahhh uuhhh” moans, ne mujhe andar se hila diya.Mujhe sex ka zyada pata nahi tha, par mera jism react kar raha tha, mujhe confuse kar raha tha, khud pe gussa dilata tha ki main nazar nahi hata raha.

Mukesh hat gaya, uske hont geele, aur utha, Maa ko khincha. 

“Poore kamre ka istemaal karte hain, Rekha,” usne kaha, awaaz mein gandagi.Usne use kamre ke doosre taraf ek chair pe le gaya, haath uski kamar pe, jaise woh uski ho. 

Usne use bithaya, taangein chhodi ki, uski shaved chut roshni mein chamak rahi thi.Woh tayyar thi, jaise usne yeh pal plan kiya ho, apni chut ko smooth kiya ho Mukesh ke liye. 

Yeh soch mujhe chubhi—Maa ne yeh Mukesh ke liye kiya, Papa ke liye nahi. Mukesh uske pairon ke beech jhuka, uska chehra uski chut ke paas.


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[/url]Woh jhuka, jeebh ne uski chut ko dheere chhua, uska swaad lete hue. Maa ne saans li, uske sir ko pakda, use apni chut mein dhakela. Woh garam thi, kamar hil rahi thi, moans zor aur besharam.“Aaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, haan, meri chut chato,” woh boli, awaaz desperate. “Oooohhh, yeh bahut achha hai.” 

“Teri chut ka swaad lajawab hai, Rekha,” woh bola, thoda hata. “Tere pati ne kabhi aise chusa?”“Mmm uuhhh, nahi, kabhi nahi,” woh boli, aankhein aadhi band. “Use nahi aata tha. Teri jeebh… aaahhh, kamaal hai.” “Kaisa swaad hai, Mukesh?” Maa ne poocha, awaaz sulagti hui.


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“Bata, please.” “Jannat jaisa, Rekha,” usne jawab diya, dobara jhukte hue. “Yeh chut ab meri hai.” “Aaahhh uuhhh, yeh teri hai, Mukesh,” woh boli, haath uske baalon mein kase.“Meri chut tujhe di hai.” 

Mukesh ki jeebh uski chut pe kaam karti rahi, folds ko chata, clit ke chaaron taraf ghuma, phir neeche uski chhoti si gaand ke ched pe, thook se geela karta hua.Uski chut lajawab dikh rahi thi, gulabi aur chikni, uski pyaas aur uske thook se chamakti hui. Maa ka jism kamp raha tha, uske moan aur zor se.

“Oooohhh uuhhh, Mukesh, meri gaand bhi chato,” woh maangi, awaaz kachi. “Aaahhh, please, mat ruk.” Woh uski chut aur gaand ke beech mein chalta raha, jeebh ek se doosre pe, ek gandi bhookh ke saath.Maa ek masti mein thi, uska jism hil raha tha, moans kamre mein goonj rahe the. 

“Aaahhh mmm, Mukesh, haan, meri gaand chato, ooohhh, yeh itna achha hai,” woh chillayi, awaaz lambi aur desperate.Mukesh jaanta tha aurat ko kaise moan karana hai, uski jeebh ek hathyaar thi jo har sensitive jagah pe nishana lagati thi. 

Maine uski chhoti gaand dekhi, uske thook se geeli, chamakti hui jab woh usse chata, aur main nahi maan saka ki Maa use yeh karne de rahi thi.


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Mukesh hat gaya, use chair pe doggy-style mein ghumaya, uski badi gaand upar uthi hui. Uski gaand badi thi, gol aur poori, thodi si hili jab woh hili.Kayi hafton se Mukesh iska maza le raha tha—use dabata, chumta, apna banata. Woh uski gaand mein ghus gaya, uske gaalon ko chata, phir uski gaand ke ched pe, jeebh gehri. 

Uski gaand chamak rahi thi, uske thook se geeli, jab woh chata, use chikna karta hua.Usne uski gaand pe thapki maari, awaaz tez, gaand jelly ki tarah hili. “Rekha, teri gaand ka ched kitna tight hai,” woh bola, awaaz bhari. “Tujhe pasand hai na jab main ise chatoon?”

“Aaahhh uuhhh, haan, Mukesh, mujhe yeh pasand hai,” woh boli, awaaz sharam se bhari. “Meri gaand chato, please, ooohhh, yeh itna achha hai.”“Ab teri chut chahiye?” usne poocha, dobara gaand pe thapki maarte hue, dekha kaise woh hilti hai. 

“Bata, Rekha, tujhe yeh lund chahiye?”“Mmm uuhhh, haan… meri chut chodo, Mukesh,” woh phusphusaayi, awaaz sharam se kampati. “Mujhe iski zaroorat hai.”Woh muskuraya, aankhein chamki. 

“Tere pati ne kabhi aise choda? Ya yeh chut ab sirf meri hai?”

“Aaahhh, sirf teri,” woh boli, awaaz tooti. “Main teri randi hoon, Mukesh.” Mukesh utha, apna lund uski chut pe rakha, tip uske folds ko chhua. 

Maa thodi si uchal gayi, ek saans nikli.“Aaahhh uuhhh, tu kyun uchal gayi, rani?” usne chheda, awaaz mazaak mein. “Yeh kitna bada hai,” woh boli, awaaz kampati. 

“Aaahhh, tera lund… yeh bahut hai.” Woh dheere dheere andar gaya, lund uski chut mein sarka, use kholte hue.Maa ne lambi moan ki. “Oooohhh uuhhh, Mukesh, yeh kitna gehra hai,” woh chillayi, jism kamp raha tha. Woh dheere shuru kiya, kamar hilti hui, chair neeche charkhati hui.



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“Aaahhh, dheere kar, Mukesh,” Maa ne maangi, awaaz saans se bhari. “Tera lund itna bada hai, mujhe adjust karne de. Mmm uuhhh, yeh itna achha hai.” “Aise, rani?” usne poocha, dheere dheere chalta raha.

“Bata kaise chahiye.” “Mmm uuhhh, dheere… aise hi,” woh boli. “Aaahhh, yeh kitna achha hai.” Par Mukesh dheere nahi raha. Uski dhakke tez ho gaye, lund uski chut mein zor se, chair hilti hui.

Maa ke moan desperate ho gaye. “Oooohhh uuhhh, Mukesh, zor se chodo, please, meri chut ko zor se chodo,” woh maangi, awaaz ek randi jaisi. Uski badi gaand har dhakke ke saath uchalti thi, goosht hilta tha, khaal ke takraane ki awaaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi.

Woh chair ko kaske pakdi, uske knuckles safed, jism uske zor se hil raha tha. Mukesh ke haath uski kamar pe, zor se dhakke maarte, uske moans uski awaaz se milte.

“Rekha, tujhe yeh lund pasand hai na?” woh bola. “Bata kitna chahiye.” “Aaahhh uuhhh, mujhe yeh bahut chahiye, Mukesh,” woh boli, awaaz besharam. “Tera lund sab kuch hai.

Kal raat main so nahi saki, tere baare mein sochti rahi. Main… aaahhh, maine khud ko chhua, socha ki yeh lund mujhe chod raha hai.” Woh hasa, awaaz gandi.

“Mujhe teri yeh randi wali baatein pasand hain, Rekha. Tu ab meri randi hai.” “Oooohhh mmm, haan, main teri randi hoon,” woh boli, jism hilta hua.“Aaahhh uuhhh, maine tere baare mein soch ke khud ko chhua. 

Main kitni gandi hoon.” Main shock mein tha, dimag ghoom raha tha. Maa, khud ko chhuti hui, Mukesh ke baare mein sochti hui? Woh aurat jisne mujhe pala, mujhe maathe pe chuma, yeh confess kar rahi thi?

Meri Maa ki tasveer toot gayi—uski Papa ke liye wafaadari, uski izzat, sab chala gaya. Woh ek randi thi, jaise Mukesh ne kaha, aur yeh dil tod raha tha, par mera lund bhi dhadak raha tha, mujhe aur confuse karta hua.

Mukesh ne uske kandhon ko pakda, aur zor se dhakke maare, lund gehra ja raha tha. Maa ne chair ko sambhala, uska jism uske zor se girne wala tha. Uski gaand uchal rahi thi, moans ek lambi cheekh.

“Aaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, mat ruk, mujhe chodo,” woh chillayi, awaaz kachi. Woh usse bistar pe le gaya.Maa dheere chali, taangein kamp rahi thi, chut chamakti hui. Mukesh ne use bistar pe litaya, uski daayin taang upar uthayi, chut dobara khul gayi. 

“Aur chahiye, Rekha?” usne poocha, awaaz gandi.“Tujhe yeh lund pagal kar de?” “Aaahhh uuhhh, haan, Mukesh, aur chodo,” woh boli, awaaz desperate.“Mujhe tera lund chahiye, please.” 

Usne apna lund dobara uski chut mein dala, gehra gaya, aur zor se choda. Maa ka poora jism hil raha tha, stan uchal rahe the, gaand har dhakke se kamp rahi thi.Mujhe pata tha Papa ne use kabhi aise nahi choda—koi ajeeb baat nahi thi ki Maa Mukesh se pyar karti thi. 

Uska josh, uska skill, yeh sab woh tha jo Papa nahi tha. Maa ke moan iska saboot the, uska jism aise react kar raha tha jaisa maine kabhi nahi socha. “Oooohhh uuhhh, Mukesh, haan, meri chut ko zor se chodo,” woh chillayi, awaaz ek gandi geet.

Mera lund sakht tha, shorts mein dhadak raha tha, aur main nahi samajh raha tha kyun. Main gusse mein tha—Maa pe ki usne Papa ke saath dhokha kiya, Mukesh pe ki usne use le liya, par excited bhi, mera jism is gande scene pe react kar raha tha.

Maine khud ko sehlana shuru kiya, confuse, khud se nafrat karte hue, par ruk nahi saka. Maa ek randi ki tarah chud rahi thi, aur main dekh raha tha, gandagi aur moh mein phansa hua