Adultery Meri Mummy Bahut Tezi se Badal Gayi.

[Mahendra_]

Unke hont restaurant mein menu ke peeche milte, pool ke paas chupke corners mein, unki hansi dheemi par saaf. Maa ki saree aksar khisakti, midriff ya cleavage dikhaati, Mukesh ka haath uski kamar pe, aankhein use kha rahi thi.

Resort ke open-air restaurant mein, jab Mukesh khana order kar raha tha, main Maa ke saath baitha, uski muskaan uspe dekhte hue, aankhein naram. “Maa, tu Mukesh ko honton pe kyun chumti hai?” maine poocha, awaaz dheemi, curiosity dar se badi. Woh ruk gayi, aankhein badi, phir thodi gusse se tang, chudiyan khanakti hui jab usne glass neeche rakha. “Raj, bewakoof sawal mat pooch,” woh chidkar boli, awaaz tez, hont sikud gaye. “Tu itna curious kyun hai?”


“Par… yeh Papa ke liye nahi hai?” maine kaha, confuse, gaal laal. Woh thami, awaaz naram par sakht, paas jhuki, uski perfume meethi. “Raj, beta, Mukesh ko chumna galat nahi hai.”Usne continue kiya, “Mujhe bhi pata hai college mein tujhe sikhaya hai ki kissing theek hai. Mukesh mujhe khush karta hai, aur yeh matter karta hai. Bade log aise pyar dikhate hain jab woh dil se care karte hain. Mukesh humare liye achha hai, na? 


Humein is trip pe le gaya, tere saath khelta hai?”“Haan, par…” maine buk buk kiya. “Koi par nahi, Raj,” usne kaha, awaaz sakht, aankhein meri aankhon se bandhi. “Papa ko iske baare mein mat batana, theek hai? Yeh humara chhota sa raaz hai. 

Papa ko jaanne ki zaroorat nahi, agar tune bataya to main tujhpe gussa karungi kyunki yeh unhe dukhi karega, aur hum unhe dard nahi dena chahte, na?”“Papa ko kyun nahi batana chahiye?” maine poocha, bhaunhein chadhi, dil tezi se dhadka. “Raj!” woh chillayi, awaaz oonchi, haath halke se table pe maara. 


“Bas kar. Papa door hain, humare liye mehnat kar rahe hain, aur Mukesh yahan hai, humara khayal rakhta hai, humein khush karta hai. Papa ko batane se woh bekar mein pareshan honge. Tu ek achha ladka hai, beta, tu samajhta hai, na? Tu Papa ko dukhi nahi karna chahta, na?” Maine dheere se sar hilaaya, uske shabd andar utarte hue, uska gussa mujhe dara raha tha. “Theek hai, Maa,” maine kaha, awaaz chhoti, plate ki taraf dekhte hue. 


Woh muskurayi, chehra naram, aur mere gaal pe chuma, uske hont garam. “Yeh mera pyara beta hai, Raj. Tu itna smart hai, itna kind, hamesha apni Maa ki sunta hai. Mujhe pasand hai kaise tu ek achha aadmi ban raha hai, beta, bilkul Mukesh jaisa, hamesha doosron ke baare mein sochta hai.”Uska chuma mujhe garam kiya, par mujhe pata chala Mukesh ke baare mein poochne se woh gussa ho jaati thi. 

Maine ruk diya, nahi chahta tha woh phir chillaye, par main ab bhi sochta tha ki woh galat hai, Mukesh ko chumna Papa ke saath dhokha tha.Uske achhe shabd mujhe achhe lage, par woh meri yeh soch nahi mita sake ki woh ek achhi randi thi, uska raaz ek wazan tha jo main utha raha tha. 


Khane ke baad, jab hum resort ke raaston pe chale, Mukesh ne mera haath pakda jaise Papa pakadte the, uski pakad mazboot, hansi garam, mujhe palm trees ke paas se le jaata hua.Par maine dekha usne khule mein Maa ki gaand dabayi, haath uski badi gaand pe, goosht uski ungliyon ke neeche dab gaya, saree thodi upar chadhi. Maa ne hansi, sharma ke uska haath hataaya, gaal laal, par usne roka nahi, aankhein khushi se chamakti hui.

Mujhe bura laga—Papa ki biwi ko koi aur enjoy kar raha tha, uske haath uske curves pe, jabki Papa ko kuch pata nahi. Maine socha kya Maa ko kabhi morals nahi sikhaye gaye, kya woh buri thi, uska besharam vyavhaar us achhi Maa se itna door jo maine jaani thi. 

Uski khushi undeniable thi, par yeh Papa ke kharche pe aayi, ek dhokha jo mera dil mod deta tha.Us raat, hum resort ke kamron mein check-in kiye—do kamre, ek mere liye, ek Maa aur Mukesh ke liye. Maa ko koi sharam nahi thi uske saath sone mein, unke kamre mein aise chali jaise yeh natural ho, neeli saree swish karti hui, curves dheemi roshni mein bold. 

Yeh raat ke khane ke baad tha.Use parwah nahi thi ki mujhe pata hai, shayad sochti thi main chhota hoon jo sex nahi samajhta, uski muskaan befikr jab usne darwaza band kiya. Par mujhe pata tha, mera dimag ghar ke raaton ke “aaahhh uuhhh” moans ko replay karta tha.

Maine khud se wada kiya ki main chhupke dekhunga, khud ko bol raha tha ki main Maa ko randi ke roop mein accept karne laga tha. Kayi dino tak, maine unke secret sex ko dekhne se mana kiya, uski gandagi ko apnane se inkaar kiya, Papa ke morals pe chipka. 


Par ab, curiosity aur ek ajeeb acceptance mujhe kheench rahi thi, mera jism us manaa maze ki yaad pe react kar raha tha.Main aadhi raat ko utha, resort shant tha siwaye bahar laheron ke dheeme hum ke. Main unke kamre tak chhupke gaya, khush tha ki darwaza thoda khula tha, roshni ka ek sliver hall mein bikhra hua. 

Maa bistar pe baithi thi, ek safed bra aur panty mein, uske stan lacy cups se bahar nikal rahe the, nipples kapde ke peeche halke se dikhte, uski badi gaand mushkil se dhaki, panty uske goosht mein dhansi, khaal dheemi roshni mein chamakti hui.

Mukesh uske saamne khada tha, kamar se upar nanga, sirf boxers mein, uska muscular seena hairy, muskaan gandi, aankhein use kha rahi thi. Maa itni comfortable thi, uske honton ko uske pati ki tarah chum rahi thi, haath uske kandhon pe, unki jeebh dheere dheere bhookhe dance mein, uske moans dheeme, “mmm uuhhh,” jab woh paas jhuki, stan uske seene pe chhute.


Mujhe samajh nahi aaya Mukesh ne uske saath kya kiya, kaise meri Maa ko is aurat mein badal diya, jo us Maa se bilkul alag thi jo mujhe messy homework pe daantti thi. “Aaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, yeh ganda sex kitna achha hai,” Maa ne moan kiya, peeche hati, awaaz sultry, hont geele. 

“Tujhe mere pati ke bina jaane chodna… yeh jaise ek drug hai, itna thrilling.” “Rekha, mujhe teri yeh baatein pasand hain,” usne bola, haath uski kamar pe, ungliyaan goosht mein dhansi. “Tu kitni gandi randi hai, na?”

“Mmm uuhhh, main officially teri randi hoon, Mukesh,” woh boli, uske gardan ko chumte hue, jeebh uski khaal pe chhuti. “Yeh chut teri hai, mera pyar, hamesha.” “Bilkul sahi, randi,” usne jawab diya, awaaz bhari, haath uski gaand pe sarke, zor se dabaye. 

“Tu meri hai, Rekha, har inch teri.”Unki gandi baatein mujhe shock kar gayi, mera seena kasa hua. Maa itni jaldi badal gayi thi, uska muh “randi” aur “chut” jaise shabd bol raha tha jaise woh poetry ho. Kuch hafte pehle, woh ghar ke mandir mein prarthana karti thi, awaaz bhakti se naram. 

Ab, woh yeh aurat thi, apne dhokhe ko garv se apna rahi thi. Resort, yeh trip, unki hawas ke liye ek cover tha, flat ki patli deewaron se door aur chodne ka mauka. Beaches, pools, mujhe wada kiya gaya maza—yeh sab unke “aaahhh uuhhh” moans, unke jism ek doosre mein uljhe hue ka backdrop tha. 

Main isse accept karne laga tha, bhale hi yeh mushkil tha, mera dimag Papa ke chehre, uske Maa pe bharose, aur uski chamakti khushi ke saath lad raha tha.Yeh conflict dard deta tha, par uski khushi sach thi, aur yeh mujhe samajhne ki taraf kheench rahi thi, bhale hi gunaah mujhpe chipka tha.

Mukesh bistar pe let gaya, mattress uske wazan ke neeche dab gaya, aur Maa uski taangon ke beech baith gayi, ungliyaan uske boxers pe khinch rahi thi. Usne dheere se boxers utaare, uska lund bahar nikla, mota aur sakht, tip roshni mein chamakta hua, veins shaft pe pulsate karte hue.

Usne use chusna shuru kiya, hont tip ke chaaron taraf bandhe, jeebh dheere gol gol ghumti hui, uska swaad leti hui.


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Dheere dheere, usne use gehra liya, hont shaft pe sarke, gaal chusne se khokhle, sir rhythm mein hilta hua, thook uski thodi pe tapakta hua. Uske haath uski janghon pe kase, nakhun uski khaal mein dhans gaye, uske moans bandhe hue, “mmm uuhhh,” uske lund ke khilaaf vibrate karte hue.Woh thodi der ke liye peeche hati, hont geele, aankhein uspe jami. 


“Aaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, tera lund itna perfect hai,” woh boli, awaaz awe se bhari. “Main ise kabhi nahi chhodungi. Main is lund ke bina jee nahi sakti, mera pyar.”“Rekha, tu is lund ki pooja karti hai,” usne moan kiya, haath uske baalon mein uljhe, uska rhythm guide karte hue. 

“Tu mujhe woh gift degi jo main itne din se maang raha hoon?”“Mmm uuhhh, haan, Mukesh,” woh boli, aankhein sharaarat se chamakti, hont uske tip ko chhute hue. “Main tujhe doongi, mera pyar. Tu iska haqdaar hai.”“Matlab main aaj raat uska istemaal karunga, Rekha?” usne dabaya, awaaz gandi, ungliyaan uske baalon mein aur kasi. “Bata, randi.”

“Aaahhh, tu dekh lega,” usne chheda, awaaz sultry, uske shaft ko chumte hue. “Yeh kuch special hai, sirf tere liye.”


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Main curious tha, dimag tezi se chalta hua, dil dhadak raha tha. Mukesh kis gift ki baat kar raha hai? Yeh mystery mujhe pakad rahi thi, unki duniya mein aur gehra kheench rahi thi, meri masoomiyat har curious sawal ke saath kam hoti ja rahi thi.

Woh gift kya tha? Kya yeh kuch hai jo Maa ne Mukesh ko kabhi nahi diya? Aur Mukesh kyun is gift ko “uska istemaal karna” kehta hai? Kya woh Maa ke jism ki baat kar raha hai ya uske jism ka kuch jo usne kabhi “gift” ke roop mein nahi diya?Main aaj raat pata lagaunga.


Maa ne uske gotiyon ko pakda, unhe dheere se apne haath mein liya, ungliyaan naram khaal ko sehlaati hui, phir unhe chusa, hont ek ko muh mein lete hue, jeebh dheere dheere lap lap karta hua, phir doosra, uske moans bandhe hue, “mmm uuhhh,” jab woh uska maza le rahi thi.

Ek saath, Mukesh ne moan kiya, haath uske sir ko guide karte hue, bistar dheeme se charkhata hua, kamre ki hawa unki garmi se bhari, bahar samundar ki laheron ka dheema hum. 

Roshni parchhaiyaan daal rahi thi, unke jism uljhe hue, Maa ka bra strap uske kandhe se khisak gaya, panty upar chadhi, uski badi gaand aur dikhaati hui.Mera lund phir bada ho gaya, kamar mein jaani pehchaani garmi badhti hui, mera jism Maa ke “aaahhh uuhhh” moans aur uske honton pe Mukesh ke lund ke nazare pe react kar raha tha. 

Maine jaan bujhkar use pakda, haath shaft pe upar neeche sarka, ungliyaan kaske pakdi, tip precum se geela.Maine masturbate karna shuru kiya, yeh ehsaas ab jaana pehchaana, maza ek josh tha jo main chahta tha bhale hi gunaah tha. 

Main Papa ko dhokha de raha tha, unhe nahi bata raha tha ki Maa dhokha de rahi hai, balki uske dhokhe ko dekh raha tha, ek twisted tareeke se maza le raha tha.Yeh ehsaas achha tha—bahut achha—mera haath tez chalta hua, dil dhadak raha tha, aankhein Maa ke gande kaam pe jami. 


Mujhe pata tha Mukesh aaj raat usse chodega, aur main dekhunga, aankhein khuli, usse randi ke roop mein accept karte hue, bhale hi yeh meri rooh ko cheerta tha.Main sab kuch dekhna chahta tha, har dhakka, har moan, mera jism us gunaah ka addict jo maine usse seekha.