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Mera dil seene mein zor se dhadak raha tha, Maa aur Mukesh ke kaam ke baare mein meri curiosity aag ki tarah jal rahi thi, mera dimag us mysterious “gift” ke baare mein sawalon se bhar gaya jo Mukesh baar baar zikr karta tha, ek puzzle jo main desperately solve karna chahta tha.


Main bistar se sarka, mere nange pair thande, ghatiya lakdi ke farsh ko chhute hue, har kadam ke neeche ki charkhahat meri nervousness ko aur badha rahi thi, paas ke padosi ke radio ki dheemi awaaz aur bahar jhinguron ki naram chirchirahat mere tez dhadkan ke saath mil rahi thi.


Maine guest room mein apni pant pehle hi utaar di thi, mera lund uski yaad se sakht ho gaya tha jo maine Maa ke phone pe dekha tha—uske bade stan, uski faili chut, uski moti gaand besharam poses mein—mera jism masturbate karne ko taiyaar, yeh kaam ab lagbhag natural lagta tha, jaise main is maze ke rush ka aadi ho gaya hoon jo unhe dekhne se milta tha.


Main jo kar raha tha usse sehmat tha, khud ko yakeen dilata hua ki dekhna thik hai, us garmahat ko jism mein mehsoos karna thik hai, bhale hi yeh Papa ko dhokha deta tha, mera gunaah ek twisted thrill mein badal gaya, mera haath rub karne ko taiyaar, aankhein raat ki khamoshi mein Maa aur Mukesh kya kar rahe hain dekhne ko bechain, flat ka dim hallway mujhe ek naram roshni ki taraf le gaya jo bedroom se nikal rahi thi, darwaza thoda khula, dheemi awaazein mujhe kheench rahi thi jaise parwana aag ki taraf.

Darwaze ke chhote se darar se jhankte hue, maine Maa aur Mukesh ko bedroom mein dekha, unke jism nange siwaye Maa ke black bra aur panties ke, bedside table pe ek peetal ka lamp ki naram roshni uske curves pe pad rahi thi, uske bade stan tight bra ke khilaaf dab rahe the, kapda mushkil se unhe samete hue, uski moti gaand chhoti panties se bahar nikal rahi thi, yeh nazara mere lund ko aur sakht karta hua, meri saans gale mein ruk gayi.


Maa bistar pe Mukesh ke saamne thi, jo bistar pe tha, woh khushi se uska lund choos rahi thi, uske hont mota, nasdaar shaft ke charon taraf kase hue, uska sir aage peeche ek steady rhythm mein hilta hua, gaal andar khinchte hue jab woh gehra choosti thi, aankhein uspe devotion aur kacche, unfiltered chahat ke saath jami hui, haath uski jaanghon ko pakde hue, nakhun uski khaal pe halke laal nishaan chhodte hue, uski choodiyaan har harkat ke saath dheere se khanakti hui.


Mukesh khada tha, uske haath uske lambe, kale baalon mein uljhe hue, uski harkat ko guide karte hue, uski gandi muskaan badi, aankhein santushti se chamakti hui jab woh use apna lund chooste dekhta tha, kamra geele choosne ki awaazon aur uske dheeme, guttural moans se bhara, hawa unki garmi se bhari, paas ke shelf pe sandalwood incense ki halki khushboo unke paseene ke saath milti hui, ek gunaahgar, bhari mahaul banati hui.






“Rekha, tera muh kitna perfect hai, mera lund choosta hai jaise tu iske liye paida hui,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz maze se bhari, ungliyaan uske baalon mein kasti hui, use paas kheenchte hue, kamar thodi si hilti hui. “Aise hi karti ja, meri randi, dikha kitna tu isse pyar karti hai, kaise tu poori meri hai, har inch tera.”


Maa ne jawab nahi diya, uska muh uske lund se bhara, par usne haan mein sir hilaya, aankhein uspe jami hui, hont aur neeche sarke, use aur gehra leti hui, ek naram hum uske shaft pe vibrate karti hui jab woh aur zor se choosti thi, sir tezi se hilta hua, bra ke straps uske kandhon se sarke, panties uski gaand pe kasi hui, kapda uske curves ko outline karta hua.


Maine apna lund rub karna shuru kiya, haath oopar neeche sarta hua, maza ek leher ki tarah mere andar badhta hua, jaanta hua ki yeh galat hai par ruk nahi saka, aankhein Maa ke gande kaam pe jami hui, uska jism ek grace ke saath hilta hua jo sundar aur gunaahgar dono laga, uski Mukesh ke liye devotion har harkat mein saaf, choodiyaan uske haathon ke jaanghon pe kaste hue aur tez khanakti hui.


Maine Papa ke baare mein socha, ghar pe akela, shayad andhere living room mein baitha, chehra udaasi se bhara, dil Maa ke liye dard se bhara, na jaanta hua ki woh yahan hai, ek doosre mard ke lund ko muh mein lekar uska dhokha de rahi hai, uske liye uska pyar is raaz wali chahat ki duniya se badal gaya.


Par jaise main dekhta raha, mujhe lagne laga Maa galat nahi kar rahi, uska chehra aisi khushi se chamakta hua jo maine Papa ke saath kabhi nahi dekha, uska jism us tarah zinda jo Papa ka chup, steady pyar jaga nahi saka, aur maine khud ko kaha ki woh is khushi ki haqdaar hai, ki Mukesh ka bada lund, mota aur sakht, use woh deta hai jo Papa nahi de sakta—nahi kyunki Papa use sex nahi deta, balki kyunki Mukesh ka size, uska commanding presence, uski kacchi, unapologetic chahat use desired, zinda, ek nayi aurat jaisa mehsoos karati hai, use uski duniya mein kheenchta hua jo Papa ka naram khayal, der raat kaam karke sarees khareedna, naram haath pakadna match nahi kar sakta.



“Ruk, Rekha, abhi ke liye kaafi hai,” Mukesh ne hukum diya, awaaz mazboot par ek twisted pyar se bhari, uska muh uske lund se hata, haath uski thodi ko dheere se uthata hua, aankhein uspe jami hui, angutha uske geele honton ko chhuta hua. “Tu ismein itni achhi hai, meri perfect randi, tera muh mere lund ke liye bana hai. Bata, kya tune apne pati ke saath chudai ki jab se woh wapas aaya, ya tu apne aap ko mere liye bacha rahi hai?”


“Nahi, Mukesh, maine use chhua nahi,” Maa ne kaha, apne honton ko haath ke peeche se pochti hui, awaaz naram par yakeen se bhari, aankhein usse hatayi nahi, saans abhi bhi choosne se bhari. “Maine Arun ko kaha main mood mein nahi hoon, thaki hui hoon, par tu hi hai jo main chahti hoon, sirf tu, tu hi woh mard hai jo mere jism ko gaata hai, jo mujhe zinda mehsoos karata hai.”


Mukesh ki muskaan aur badi ho gayi, aankhein jeet se chamakti hui, aur woh jhuka use chumne, hont uske honton se takraye, jeebh uske muh mein sarki, unka kiss gehra aur bhookha, uske haath uski peeth pe ghumte hue, use paas kheenchte hue, bra mein dhake stan uske seene se dab rahe the, unke jism dim roshni mein ek saath bandhe hue, lamp kamre mein lambi chhaya daal raha tha, purane bedframe ki halki charkhahat intimacy ko aur badha rahi thi.


“Tu meri hai, Rekha, har raat, har din,” usne uske honton ke khilaaf siskiya, awaaz dheemi, haath uski kamar pe, dheere se dabate hue. “Main tujhe sochne se ruk nahi sakta, humare baare mein, kaise hum ek doosre ke liye bane hain.” “Oh, Mukesh, tu mujhe itna khaas mehsoos karata hai,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz garam, haath uske chehre pe, ungliyaan uske jaw ko trace karti hui. 


“Yeh, hum, jaise ek chhupa hua aag hai, har baar jab hum saath hote hain aur chamakti hai, aur main nahi chahti yeh kabhi ruk jaye.” “Mere gift ka kya, Rekha?” Mukesh ne poocha, thoda peeche hata, awaaz utsaah se bhari, aankhein uski aankhon mein talaash karti hui, chahat ka ek bhookha edge uski awaaz mein. 


“Kya tu aaj raat mujhe dene ko taiyaar hai, meri randi? Main tujhse sab kuch lene ka intezaar kar raha hoon.”Maa jhijhaki, aankhein thodi chinta se chamakti hui, awaaz dheemi, “Mukesh, main nervous hoon, yeh itna bada kadam hai, mujhe darr hai isse dard hoga, ki main isse handle nahi kar paungi.” 


Usne phir se use chuma, is baar naram, haath uske chehre ko pakde hue, awaaz shant, “Rekha, tu mujh pe bharosa karti hai, na? Main isse achha karunga, tera khayal rakhoonga, tu meri rani hai, aur main tujhe poora chahta hoon, har hissa.”Usne haan mein sir hilaya, awaaz kaamp rahi par mazboot, 


“Thik hai, Mukesh, main tujhe sab kuch doongi, mera poora jism, main poori teri hoon, chalo karte hain.” “Jhuk ja, Rekha,” usne hukum diya, awaaz commanding, haath use bistar pe guide karte hue, aankhein uske curves pe jami hui. Main soch raha tha yeh “gift” kya hai, mera dimag sawalon se bhar gaya, meri curiosity jal rahi thi ki Maa ko itna nervous kya bana raha tha, Mukesh itni tezi se kya chahta tha, mera haath mera lund tezi se rub karta hua, maza badhta hua jab main dekhta raha, dil anticipation se dhadakta hua.


Maa bistar pe jhuki, uski moti gaand oopar, panties uski jaanghon tak kheench di gayi, uske bade cheeks poore aur gol, lamp ki garam roshni mein chamakte hue, curves itne perfect jaise banaye gaye hon, thoda sa hilte hue jab woh apna wazan shift karti thi, haath neele chadar ko pakde hue, bra abhi bhi uske stanon se chipki hui, jo bhari the, dheere se hilte hue.


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Usne apni gaand oopar neeche hilayi, goonh jaisa hilta hua jaise tufani samundar ki lehrein, Mukesh ko chhedti hui, uski harkatein bold aur gunaahgar, ek chup dawat jo meri saans rok deti thi. “Rekha, teri badi gaand ek masterpiece hai,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz chahat se tapakti hui, haath uske cheeks pe rakhe, naram goonh ko dabate hue.


“Dekh kaise hilti hai, jaise yeh mujhse maang rahi hai, mere lund ke liye bani hai, na?” “Haan, Mukesh, yeh sab tera hai,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz playful, gaand aur hilati hui, goonh har harkat ke saath ripple karta hua. “Tujhe meri badi gaand pasand hai, na? Yeh teri hai, iske saath jo chahe kar, mujhe apna bana.” 


“Apne gaand ke cheeks faila, Rekha,” usne kaha, awaaz utsaah se bhari, paas aata hua, aankhein uspe jami hui.Maa ne peeche haath kiya, apne cheeks failaye, uska gaand ka ched dikhaya, chhota aur kasa hua, gaand ka ched khulta aur band hota hua, main jahan khada tha wahan se dekh saka, uske charon taraf halke, nazuk baal, yeh nazara mujhe shock kar gaya, mera lund aur sakht dhadakta hua jab main dekhta raha, haath tezi se hilta hua, maza meri sharam ko daba raha tha.





Mukesh paas jhuka, uska chehra uske gaand ke ched ke inch dur, naak usse lagbhag chhuti hui, gehra saans leta hua, aankhein band hokar ecstasy mein, haath uske cheeks ko failaye hue, lamp naram roshni daal raha tha is intimate scene pe. “Tu kya kar raha hai, Mukesh?” Maa ne poocha, awaaz jhijhak se bhari, jism thoda sa tense, ungliyaan chadar ko aur kaske pakadti hui.


“Maine apna gaand ka ched nahi dhoya, yeh saaf nahi hai, mujhe sharam aa rahi hai.” “Main iski khushboo le raha hoon, Rekha,” usne kaha, awaaz excitement se bhari, dobara gehra saans leta hua, dheema, jaan bujhkar saans. “Mujhe teri gaand ka ched ki khushboo leni hai, yeh aise hi perfect hai, aurat ka anus kaccha, natural hona chahiye, dhone ki zaroorat nahi, yeh tu hai, aur mujhe yeh pasand hai.”


Maa hans di, awaaz nervous par mazaakiya, “Tu kitna naughty hai, Mukesh, isse ganda pasand karta hai, yakeen nahi hota tu mere gande gaand ke ched mein itna interested hai, ummeed hai tujhe wahan koi unwanted surprise nahi milega.” Mukesh muskuraya, 


“Haan, Rekha, jitna ganda utna achha, mujhe surprises chahiye, yeh real hai, tera hai, aur main har inch ka deewana hoon.”Maine sochna shuru kiya kya uska gaand ka ched hi “gift” tha, mera dimag sawalon se chakkar kha raha tha ki woh ispe itna fixated kyun tha, meri curiosity shock ke saath mil rahi thi jab maine use iski khushboo lete dekha, naak paas dabayi hui, alag alag tarah se saans leta hua—lamba, gehra saans, phir tez, sharp sniff, chehra pura maza dikhata hua, jaise woh ek manaa delicacy ka swad le raha ho, haath uske cheeks pe steady, uska gaand ka ched dim roshni mein exposed aur vulnerable.


Jab usne uske gaand ke ched ko chaatna shuru kiya, Maa ne zor se moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, oh my God, yeh kitna achha lagta hai!” awaaz maze se toot rahi thi, jism kaamp raha tha, hont ecstasy mein kaate hue, kamar thodi si hilti hui, uske chehre ke khilaaf peeche dhakelti hui. 


“Mujhe yeh pasand hai, Mukesh, yeh itna naya, itna exciting hai, maine pehle kabhi aisa mehsoos nahi kiya!”Usne aur gehra chaata, jeebh uske gaand ke ched ke charon taraf ghoomti hui, paseena aur namak ka swad leta hua, awaaz dheemi, “Tere gaand ke ched ka swad paseene aur namak jaisa hai, Rekha, itna achha, itna kaccha, yeh perfect hai.” 


Maa ne phir moan kiya,“Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, main pehli baar yeh try karne ke liye itni excited hoon, tu isse itna amazing banata hai, main teri hoon!” Main shock mein tha, dil tezi se dhadakta hua uske gaand ke ched ko chaatne ke nazare pe, kuch itna ganda, itna soch se bahar, main kabhi nahi karta, ek million rupaye ke liye bhi nahi, yeh kaam ghinona par mesmerizing, mera haath mera lund tezi se rub karta hua, maza meri ghin ko duba raha tha, aankhein unke gunaahgar kaam pe jami hui. 


“Kaisa lagta hai, Rekha?” Mukesh ne poocha, jeebh abhi bhi uske gaand ke ched pe, awaaz utsaah se bhari, haath uske cheeks ko dabate hue. “Tujhe meri jeebh tere anus mein pasand hai, na?” “Aaaahhh uuhhh, yeh itna achha hai, Mukesh,” Maa ne moan kiya, kamar gol ghumati hui, gaand aur zor se peeche dhakelti hui, hont kaske kaate hue, aankhein maze mein band. 


“Yeh itna ajeeb, itna garam lagta hai, jaise mera poora jism aag pe hai, yakeen nahi hota tu mera ganda gaand ka ched chaat raha hai.” Main sach mein soch raha tha ki woh uske gande gaand ke ched pe jeebh kaise rakh sakta hai. Yeh mujhe bilkul samajh nahi aaya. “Kya yeh tujhe meri randi jaisa mehsoos karata hai?” usne poocha, aur gehra chaatta, ungliyaan uske goonh mein dhansati hui. 



“Mujhe bata, anus chaatne ka kaisa lagta hai, Rekha, har detail.” “Aaaahhh uuhhh, yeh mujhe itna ganda mehsoos karata hai, Mukesh,” usne moan kiya, jism kaamp raha tha, haath chadar ko pakadte hue. “Jaise main poori teri hoon, teri jeebh meri gaand ka malik hai, yeh itna intense, itna achha hai.” Mukesh peeche hata, awaaz chahat se bhari, “Holi se, Rekha, jab maine tujhe saree mein teri gaand hilate dekha, maine isse chodna chahta tha, tu mujhe pagal kar rahi thi, woh curves colors mein hilte hue.” 



Maa hans di, “Sach mein, Mukesh? Meri gaand ne tera dhyaan tab kheench liya?” Usne haan mein sir hilaya, “Haan, mere sab dost iske baare mein baat kar rahe the, keh rahe the kaise woh teri badi gaand chodne ke liye marenge, kitni gol, kitni juicy, iske liye bani hai, woh jealous the ki main tere paas gaya.”





Maa hasi, “Kyun meri gaand, Mukesh? Kya meri chut tujhe kaafi meethi nahi?” Usne muskuraya, “Teri chut meethi hai, Rekha, kasi aur geeli, par tera gaand ka ched aur kasa, aur ganda hai, yeh special hai, tujhe meri randi banata hai aise tarah se jo teri chut nahi kar sakti, yeh kaccha, manaa hai.” 


Achanak, Maa ne pad diya, ek tez gas uske gaand ke ched se nikli, ek tez, geela dhamaka seedha uske chehre pe, uski aankhein shock se badi, muh peeche khincha, chehra surprise aur mazaak ka mix, haath abhi bhi uske cheeks pe.“Oh, Mukesh, maaf karna! Maine jaan bujhkar kiya,” Maa ne kaha, hasti hui, awaaz creative, “Meri gaand zyada excited ho gayi, yeh tere liye ga rahi hai, keh rahi hai yeh tere lund ke liye taiyaar hai!” 


Mukesh hasa, “Rekha, woh pad trumpet jaisa tha, itna tez, itna perfect, tu surprises se bhari hai, meri randi.” Maa hans di, “Tujhe uski awaaz pasand aayi? Meri gaand tujhse baat kar rahi hai, Mukesh, yeh sab teri hai.”Usne haan mein sir hilaya, “Aise hi padti reh, Rekha, yeh sexy hai, jaise teri gaand mujhe bula rahi hai.” 


“Taiyaar ho ja, Rekha,” Mukesh ne kaha, uske gaand ke ched pe thooka, bedside table se baby oil ki chhoti bottle uthayi, “Ab teri gaand ka ched use karne ka waqt hai.” Mujhe yaad aaya Maa ne mujhe pehle baby oil lane ko kaha tha, mera dil tezi se dhadakta hua jab maine samjha yeh iske liye tha, mera lund aur sakht dhadakta hua, haath tezi se hilta hua.


“Palat, Rekha, is oil ko mere lund pe ragad,” usne kaha, bottle uske haath mein dete hue, awaaz commanding. Maa palti, uske haathon ne uske lund pe oil daala, dheere se massage kiya, ungliyaan oopar neeche sarti hui, use chamakta hua coat kiya, aankhein uspe jami hui, harkatein careful par sensual, oil lamp ke neeche chamakta hua, bra abhi bhi uske stanon se chipki hui, panties uski jaanghon ke aaspaas.


“Mukesh, mujhe aise gande kaam pasand nahi,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz chinta se bhari, haath abhi bhi uske lund pe, ungliyaan thodi kaamp rahi thi. “Tera lund itna bada hai, yeh meri gaand mein kaise fit hoga? Agar isne mera gaand ka ched loose kar diya, tight nahi raha toh? Mujhe darr hai yeh mujhe badal dega.” 


“Chinta mat kar, Rekha,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz shant, aankhein naram par intense.“Aurat ka gaand ka ched apne mard ke liye loose hona chahiye, yeh dikhata hai usne khud ko poora diya, aur tu mere liye hamesha perfect rahegi, loose ho ya tight.” “Par agar yeh loose ho gaya, main apne padon ko rok nahi paungi,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz nervous, haath uske lund pe dheeme hote hue. 


“Woh har waqt nikalenge, itna embarrassing hoga, Mukesh.”“Mujhe parwaah nahi, Rekha,” usne kaha, muskurata hua, haath uski kamar pe, use paas kheenchta hua. “Main tere sab pad soongh lunga, har ek, woh tera hissa hain, aur mujhe har cheez pasand hai, tu meri randi hai, padon ke saath bhi.” 


Maa muskurayi, uski chinta kam hoti hui, aur woh jhuki use chumne, hont uske honton pe naram, “Tu mere liye itna achha hai, Mukesh, tu mujhe safe mehsoos karata hai, main tujh pe bharosa karti hoon.”Usne uske honton ko chuma, awaaz naram, “Main naram rahunga, Rekha, wada hai, hum dheere karenge, tujhe achha lagega.” 


Maa palti aur phir jhuk gayi, apni moti gaand ke cheeks failaye, uska gaand ka ched thook aur oil se geela, lamp ke neeche chamakta hua, jism tense par taiyaar, haath chadar ko pakde hue, choodiyaan dheere se khanakti hui.Maine samjha “gift” anal sex tha, mera dimag chakkar kha raha tha jab puzzle apni jagah pe aaya, meri curiosity satisfy hui, mera lund dhadakta hua jab main dekhta raha, haath tezi se rub karta hua, maza intense, mera dil mere saamne khulta hua gunaah accept karta hua.


Mukesh ne apna lund uske gaand ke ched mein dhakelna shuru kiya, tip tight ring ke khilaaf dabayi, Maa ne zor se moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, yeh bahut dard karta hai!” awaaz toot rahi thi, haath chadar ko kaske pakadte hue, chehra dard se bheench gaya, jism lamp ki roshni mein kaamp raha tha. 


“Thik hai, Rekha, tu meri randi hai, tu yeh le sakti hai,” Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz gandi par encouraging, haath uski kamar pe steady, use guide karte hue.“Mera lund mehsoos kar, yeh teri gaand ke liye bana hai, bas relax kar, isse andar aane de, tu meri hai.” Usne dheere se dhakka diya, uske lund ka sir andar sarka, uska gaand ka ched chauda khulta hua, Maa cheekhi, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, yeh bahut bada hai, Mukesh, dard karta hai!” 


Usne muskuraya, “Rekha, sir andar hai, teri gaand itni tight hai, yeh perfect hai.” Usne ek haath se uski chut ragdi, ungliyaan uske geele folds ke saath sarti hui, use moan karati hui, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, yeh achha lagta hai, mat ruk!”



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“Main yeh nahi karna chahti, Mukesh,” Maa ne kaha, awaaz kaamp rahi thi, jism kaamp raha tha, haath bistar ko aur kaske pakadte hue. “Yeh bahut dard karta hai, please, main nahi kar sakti.” Woh paas jhuka, awaaz romantic, “Rekha, tu meri rani hai, mera sab kuch, mujhe is tarah se pyar karne de, yeh achha lagega, wada hai, bas mujh pe bharosa kar.” 


Maa cheekhi, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, thik hai, Mukesh, main koshish karungi, kar!” uska dimag badla, jism thoda sa relax hua, moans tez aur desperate.Usne aur dhakka diya, aadha lund uske gaand ke ched mein gaya, tight ring dheela hota hua, uske shaft ke charon taraf chauda khulta hua, mera haath mera lund tezi se rub karta hua, nazara shock karne wala par thrilling, mera maza badhta hua jab main masturbate karta raha, poori tarah unke gunaahgar kaam mein dooba hua. 


“Tu mujhe barbaad kar raha hai, Mukesh,” Maa ne moan kiya, awaaz ilzaam lagati hui, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, meri gaand kabhi pehle jaisi nahi hogi, tu mujhe tod raha hai!”





Usne hasa, “Barbaad auratein sabse best hoti hain, Rekha, tu meri masterpiece hai, meri perfect randi, teri gaand ab meri hai.” Usne moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, yeh itna tight, itna bhara hua lagta hai, Mukesh, yeh zyada hai!” Usne jawab diya, “Yeh perfect hai, Rekha, teri gaand mere lund ke liye bani hai, mehsoos kar kaise yeh mere liye khulti hai, kaise tu meri hai.”


Usne aur dhakka diya, poora lund uske gaand ke ched mein gaya, tight ring poora khula, uski gaand bal se hilti hui, moans aur tez, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, yeh itna gehra hai, oh my God!” bistar rhythm se charkhata hua, lamp unke jismon ki chhaya daal raha tha, Maa ki badi gaand wildly jhoolti hui, stan bra mein hilte hue, chehra dard aur maze ka mix, hont kaske kaate hue, choodiyaan har harkat ke saath khanakti hui.






Kamra unki garmi se zinda laga, hawa oil aur paseene ki khushboo se bhari, bahar jhinguron ki dheemi awaaz unke gunaah se door duniya ki door ki yaad. Mukesh ne moan kiya, “Rekha, main mehsoos kar sakta hoon tera gaand ka ched mere lund ke charon taraf kasta hua, yeh itna achha, itna tight hai!” Maa ne moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, yeh tujhe squeeze kar raha hai, Mukesh, yakeen nahi hota yeh fit ho gaya, yeh itna intense hai!” 


Usne dheere se baahar khincha, aadha, Maa cheekhi, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, yeh zyada hai, dard karta hai!” awaaz tez, jism kaamp raha tha, haath chadar ko nochte hue.







“Tu thik hai, Rekha?” usne poocha, awaaz chinta se bhari, haath uski kamar ko steady karte hue, aankhein uske chehre pe. “Main thik hoon, Mukesh, aage badh,” usne moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, main isse seh lungi, mujhe chod, mujhe apna bana!” Usne wapas dhakka diya, poora baahar nahi, phir andar, uske moans tez, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, yeh itna gehra hai, mat ruk, main teri hoon!”Usne hasa, 



“Tu itni mazboot hai, Rekha, meri randi ki tarah leti hai, tu perfect hai.” Maa ne moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, mujhe behosh hone jaisa lagta hai, Mukesh, yeh zyada hai, par mujhe yeh pasand hai!” Usne hansa, “Tu behosh nahi ho rahi, Rekha, tu har second enjoy kar rahi hai, meri perfect aurat.” 


Usne andar baahar karna shuru kiya, harkat ab smooth, uska gaand ka ched dheela hua, uske lund ke charon taraf aasani se sarta hua, oil aur thook ise slick banate hue, bistar steady rhythm mein charkhata hua, uski badi gaand wildly hilti hui, goonh tufan mein lehron ki tarah jhoolta hua, uske curves roshni mein chamakte hue, choodiyaan aur tez khanakti hui, uske moans ek constant “Aaaahhh uuhhh.”



Mujhe shak hua Mukesh professional tha, uski aasani se lagta tha usne aur auraton ki gaand chodi thi, uski harkatein confident, precise, jaise woh jaanta tha kaise kaam karna hai, haath uski kamar ko expertise se guide karte hue, uske dhakke controlled par powerful. “Badhai ho, Rekha,” usne kaha, awaaz proud, “Ab yeh aasan hai, tu mera lund pro ki tarah le rahi hai, teri gaand iske liye bani hai!”








Maa ne moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, tune mujhe dard se guide kiya, par yeh ab bhi dard karta hai, tu mere liye itna achha hai!” Usne jawab diya, “Tu perfect hai, Rekha, thoda dard tujhe meri asli randi banata hai, meri rani.” Usne moan kiya, “Aaaahhh uuhhh, mujhe asli randi jaisa mehsoos hota hai, Mukesh, meri gaand teri hai, main teri hoon!” Usne poocha, “Kyun, Rekha, mujhe bata kyun?” 



Usne jawab diya, “Kyunki yeh anal hai, itna ganda, itna naya, yeh mujhe teri randi jaisa mehsoos karata hai!” Usne muskuraya, “Main tujhe train karunga, Rekha, tujhe meri professional randi banaunga, teri gaand hamesha meri hogi, kabhi bhi mere liye taiyaar.”










Usne uske gaand ke ched ko aur zor se chodna shuru kiya, uska loose ring use aasani se leta hua, uski badi gaand har dhakke ke saath hilti hui, goonh wildly jhoolta hua, uske moans tez, “Aaaahhh uuhhh,” jism hilta hua, bra ke straps aur neeche sarke, stan wildly hilte hue, chehra dard aur ecstasy ke mix se chamakta hua. 



Main masturbate karta raha, haath tezi se hilta hua, maza itna intense, mera gunaah poora gaya, mera dil Maa ke gunaah ko accept karta hua, aankhein uski hilti gaand pe jami hui, ganda kaam mujhe unki duniya mein aur gehra kheenchta hua, mera jism thrill se kaamp raha tha.