Adultery Meri Mummy Bahut Tezi se Badal Gayi.

[Mahendra_]

Mukesh ke wapas aane ka josh mujhme tufaan ki tarah utha, meri muskaan chaudi thi jab main dhool bhari sadak par khada tha, suraj meri gardan ko jala raha tha, hawa mein taley hue pakoron ki khushboo aur rickshaw ke diesel ka dhuaan bhara tha, jo horn bajate hue nikal rahe the. 

Mukesh ki dhool bhari kaali gaadi sadak ke kinare ruk gayi, uski chaudi muskaan khuli khidki se chamki, uski aankhein usi bhookh se chamak rahi thi jo maine us raat uske flat mein dekhi thi jab usne Mom ki gaand chodi, uske mote gaalon ka hilna, uske "Aaaahhh uuhhh" ke cheekhein mere dimaag mein goonj rahi thi. Sadak par dukaandaaron ke chillane aur raahgiron ki baaton ka shor tha, par mera dil us gande paap ke liye dhadak raha tha jo mujhe chahiye tha—Mom ki gaand Mukesh ke lund ke neeche hilti hui, uski cheekhein zor se, woh ganda kaam jo mere jawaan dimaag ko kuchh andhera, kuchh rok na sake aisa bana diya.

"Hey, Raj, mera acha Jedi!" Mukesh ne pukara, mujhe haath se bulaya, uski awaaz garam thi par usme ek chhupi hui chalaaki thi, jaise woh mere raaz ko jaanta ho. "Bahut time ho gaya, chhote yodha. Mera pasandeeda lightsaber fighter kaisa hai?" "Mukesh!" main chillaya, gaadi ki taraf daudta hua, mera backpack kandhon par uchal raha tha, mera dil josh se dhadak raha tha. "Main tumhe dekhkar itna khush hoon! Tumhe bahut yaad kiya. Itne din kahan gaye?"

"Kaam mein ulajh gaya tha, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz naram par sochi samjhi, gaadi ka darwaza mere liye kholta hua. "Par main apne Jedi partner ke baare mein sochta raha. Chal, andar baith, mere ghar chalte hain, thodi baat karenge. Koi nayi lightsaber chal dikhaani hai?" "Main practice karta raha hoon," maine kaha, agle seat par chadhta hua, meri awaaz joshili par sharmili, garam leather meri jaanghon se chipak rahi thi, gaadi mein purane cigarette, chandan, aur Mukesh ke musky cologne ki boo aayi. 

"Maine ek naya spin banaya lightsaber ke saath. Umeed hai tumhe pasand hoga." "Yahi sunna chahiye, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, uski muskaan garam, uska haath mere baalon ko sehlata hua, jaise main uska apna beta hoon, uska sparsh mazboot par meherbaan, mujhe khaas lagne laga. "Chal, is garmi se nikalte hain aur thodi masti karte hain, jaise purane dinon mein." "Thik hai, Mukesh," maine kaha, seatbelt lagate hue, mera dil ummeed se dhadak raha tha jab engine gurraya. Gaadi chali, afra-tafri bhari sadakon se hote hue, dukaandaar taza aamon ke liye chillaye, rickshaw tezi se nikal rahe the, hawa dhool aur masalaon se bhari thi. Mukesh ek haath se gaadi chalaya, doosra haath mere kandhe par, uski ungliyan mazboot, jaise woh mujhe apni duniya mein le ja raha ho.

 "Tu bada ho raha hai, Raj," usne kaha, mujhe gaurav bhari nazar se dekhte hue. "Mazboot bhi, shart laga sakta hoon. Sith se ladne ko tayyar?" "Shayad," maine kaha, meri awaaz naram, meri chhati uske dhyan se phool rahi thi. "Main bahut practice kiya hai. Main ek mahaan Jedi banna chahta hoon, jaise tumne kaha tha main ban sakta hoon."Uski hansi gaadi mein goonj gayi, gehri aur protsahit karne wali, mujhe laga jaise main khaas hoon, Dad ke thake hue aankhon aur boring naukri ke ulat. "Wahi josh hai, bacche. Aaj hum achha time bitayenge," usne kaha, uski awaaz ek baap jaisi, mujhe apne paas kheenchti hui, mujhe laga jaise main yahan ka hoon.

Hum uske flat pahunch gaye, wahi chhota sa ghar jismein cream rang ki deewarein ukhad rahi thi aur phoolon wale parde fike pad gaye the, hawa mein jeera aur dhaniya ki khushboo thi jo usne pehle khana banaya tha. Ek peetal ka diya kone mein halki roshni de raha tha, sofa rang-birange cushions se dhansa hua tha, jo purane par swagatkarthe the. Mukesh ne mujhe ek thanda aam ka juice diya ek kharoch wale glass mein, uska meetha swad meri jeebh par tez tha jab hum sofa par baithe, cushions humare neeche dab gaye. Woh ek baap ki tarah muskura raha tha, uski aankhein garam, mujhe surakshit lagne laga, jaise yeh mera asli ghar ho.  

"Chal, dikha apne lightsaber skills, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, kone se ek lakdi ka danda uthakar mujhe fek diya, uski muskaan chaudi aur khel-khel mein. "Dikha ek Jedi kaise dark side se ladta hai. Galaxy ko bachane ko tayyar hai?" "Main tayyar hoon," maine kaha, danda dono haathon se pakadte hue, mera dil josh se dhadak raha tha jab maine usse lightsaber ki tarah hilaya, Star Wars jaisi whooshing awaaz nikalte hue. Main kamre mein ghooma, ek imaginary Sith lord se ladte hue, ek imaginary laser blast ke upar se koodte hue, mere sneakers tile floor par chik-chik kiye. 

Dhoop khidki se aayi, floor chamak raha tha, parde hawa mein halke se hil rahe the, masalaon ki halki si khushboo le aaye. Mukesh ne tali bajayi aur halla kiya, uski awaaz gaurav se bharpoor, jaise main uska beta hoon jo perfect move dikha raha ho."Tu kamaal hai, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, sofa par wapas baithte hue, uski muskaan chaudi par aankhein soch mein doobi, jaise woh kuch gehra soch raha ho. "Sabse acha Jedi jo maine dekha hai. Yeh moves sachmein khaas hain." Woh aage jhuka, uski awaaz naram, dheere se naye topic mein gaya. "Tu jaanta hai, aise khelna mujhe achhe pal yaad dilata hai, Raj. Tere aur teri mom ke saath waqt. Woh kaisi hai? Bahut time se nahi dekha, soch raha hoon woh kaisi hai."Main danda rakh diya, uske paas baith gaya, mere haath meri god mein chhote-chhote harkat kar rahe the, sharmahat aur josh ka mishran ubal raha tha. 

Main chahta tha Mukesh Mom ko phir khush kare, woh cheekhein aur hilti hui gaand jo main bhool nahi saka. "Woh thik hai, shayad," maine kaha, meri awaaz dheemi, uski taraf dekhte hue. "Woh ghar par Dad ke saath hoti hai, par kabhi-kabhi udaas lagti hai. Woh pehle jaisi nahi muskurati.""Udaas?" Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz naram, aankhein sikud gayi jaise woh puzzle jod raha ho. "Yeh sunna dukh deta hai, bacche. Teri mom itni kamaal aurat hai, zindagi se bhari hui. Usne kabhi mera zikr kiya, shayad bataya kyun udaas hai? Mujhe uske saath waqt bitana yaad aata hai." "Woh tumhare baare mein zyada nahi bolti," maine kaha, apne haathon ko dekhte hue, mera dil tezi se dhadka jab maine jhooth bola taaki usse uski taraf dhakel sakoon. "Par mujhe lagta hai woh tumhe yaad karti hai. Ek raat, woh sapna dekh rahi thi aur tumhara naam zor se le rahi thi, jaise kuchh… josh mein thi."Mukesh ki aankhein chaudi ho gayi, ek chingaari uske chehre par chamki jab woh paas aaya. "Sapna dekh rahi thi aur mera naam le rahi thi? Yeh dilchasp hai, Raj. Usne kya kaha? Woh sapne mein khush thi ya kya?" 

"Woh zor se thi, jaise kuchh gehra mehsoos kar rahi ho," maine kaha, meri awaaz kapkapayi, mera dimaag uski cheekhein yaad kar raha tha, "Ooh Mukesh, meri gaand chod!" us raat ki. "Usne kaha ‘Mukesh, tu itna acha hai’ aur ‘aur karo.’ Mujhe jagaya, itni zor se thi." "Yeh dilchasp hai, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz dheemi aur joshili, paas aate hue, uski muskaan chalaak par sambhali hui. "Woh bed par hili thi, shayad muskurayi thi? Us sapne ke baare mein aur bata, Raj.""Woh bed par palat rahi thi, uske haath uski dress par," maine kaha, sar hilaate hue, mere gaal garam hote hue jab maine uske haathon ko uski panty mein dekha, uski chut ragadte hue. "Woh aise kyun sapna dekh rahi thi, Mukesh?" "Raj, mere ladke," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz naram par maqsad se bhari, uski aankhein meri aankhon se judi hui jaise ek guru shishya ko samjha raha ho. 

"Teri mom aur main bahut kareeb the. Woh mere liye khaas hai, aur humne pal bitaye jo usse zinda mehsoos karaye. Tu kya sochta hai, kya woh sirf tere dad se khush hai, ya usse mere jaisa koi chahiye apni chamak wapas laane ke liye? "Main nigla, confused dikhne ka natak kiya taaki Mom ka raaz chhupa saku, mera dil uske shabdon ke josh se dhadak raha tha. "Mujhe nahi pata," maine kaha, meri awaaz kapkapayi. "Woh Dad se shaadi shuda hai, toh usse uske saath rehna chahiye, na? Kya yeh galat nahi hai uske itna kareeb hona?" "Yeh galat nahi hai, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz shant par mazboot, jaise woh ek sach khol raha ho. "Kabhi-kabhi teri mom jaisi aurat ko ek se zyada mard chahiye poora mehsoos karne ke liye. Tera dad acha hai, par teri mom aur mere beech kuchh khaas tha, kuchh jo usse cheekhne diya, usse khush kiya. Main phir uska dost banna chahta hoon, par usne mera phone block kar diya. Tujhe pata hai usne aisa kyun kiya?"

"Usne kaha woh Dad ke saath rehna chahti hai," maine kaha, zameen ki taraf dekhte hue, mera dimaag uski gaand ke uske lund se chhoti hui tasveer par chala gaya. "Usne mujhe kaha woh family par focus karna chahti hai, ab tumse baat nahi karegi. Usne tumhe kyun block kiya, Mukesh?" Mukesh ne aah bhari, sofa par peeche jhukte hue, uska chehra udaasi aur chahat ka mishran, uski aankhein door tak gayi. "Woh achhi mom aur patni banna chahti hai, main samajhta hoon. Woh tujhe aur tere dad se pyar karti hai, par dil ke andar, usse kuchh chahiye jo sirf main de sakta hoon. Humne maza kiya, Raj, asli maza jo usse zinda mehsoos karaya. Tu kabhi usse alag dekha, jaise woh kuchh chhupa rahi ho?" "Woh thik hai, par pehle jaisi nahi," maine kaha, uski udaas aankhein dinner ke waqt yaad aayi, uski zabardasti ki muskaan uske loose gaand ke gunah ko chhupati hui. 

"Woh khana banati hai aur kaam karti hai, par zyadatar chup rehti hai. Woh tumhari dost kyun nahi banna chahti?" "Yeh uljhan bhara hai, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz dheemi, uski aankhein soch mein doobi jab usne apni thodi ragdi. "Bade log aise faisle lete hain jo unhe sahi lagte hain, par unka jism kuchh aur chahta hai. Teri mom aur mere beech ek khaas rishta tha. Humne aise cheezein ki jo usse hasaya, cheekhaya, uski gaand hilayi jaise kuchh aur nahi. Janna chahta hai humne kya kiya?" Mera dil ek baar ruka, gandi tasveerein mere dimaag mein bhar gayi, par maine masoom natak kiya, meri aankhein chaudi. "Kaisi cheezein?" maine poochha, meri awaaz naram, mera lund uske uski gaand chodne ke khayal se hil raha tha.Mukesh ne muskura diya, uski aankhein sharaarat se chamki jab woh paas aaya, uski awaaz sochi samjhi. "Humne khel khele, wild baaton ke baare mein baat ki, maza kiya jo usse azaad kiya. Idhar aa, Raj, mujhe tujhe kuchh dikhana hai." 

Woh khada hua, mujhe ek chhoti table ki taraf ishara kiya jahan uska phone rakha tha, screen chamak rahi thi. Usne usse tap kiya, ek video khola, aur mera pet palat gaya jab maine Mom ko screen par dekha, uski saree upar uthi hui, uski moti gaand hil rahi thi jab Mukesh usse peeche se choda, uski cheekhein zor aur bechain, "Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, aur gehra!" "Yeh kya hai?" maine poochha, meri awaaz tez, shock ka natak karte hue, haalaanki maine yeh scene uske bedroom ke darwaze ki darar se dekha tha, uski gaand uske lund se chaudi hui, uski cheekhein flat mein goonj rahi thi."Yeh teri mom hai, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz naram par bina sharm ke, uski aankhein screen par tiki hui. "Yeh dekha kitni khush thi woh mere saath, bacche. Dekh uski gaand, kaise hilti hai, kaise mere lund ke liye maangti hai. Woh zinda thi, mere liye cheekh rahi thi." 

"Par yeh Mom hai!" maine kaha, meri awaaz toot rahi thi, ghabrahat ka natak karte hue, mera lund mere shorts mein sakht hota ja raha tha jab maine uski gaand ko hilte dekha, wahi video jo maine pehle dekha tha, uska loose ched uske lund ko le raha tha. "Usse yeh Dad ke saath karna chahiye, tumse nahi! Kya yeh galat nahi hai?" "Nahi, bacche, yeh galat nahi hai," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz sthir, uska haath mere kandhe par, mujhe sambhalte hue. "Teri mom yeh chahti thi, Raj. Uski gaand mere lund ke liye bani thi, jaise woh chaudi hui, jaise woh aur maang rahi thi. Tera dad bahut naram hai, usse woh nahi de sakta jo usse chahiye. Woh mere liye maang rahi thi, uske liye nahi."

"Woh yeh kyun chahegi?" maine poochha, meri awaaz kapkapayi, confusion ka natak karte hue, mera lund dhadak raha tha jab maine screen ko dekha, uski gaand tel se chamak rahi thi, Mukesh ka lund uske loose ched mein zor se ghus raha tha.Mukesh paas aaya, uski awaaz dheemi aur gandi, uski aankhein teevra. "Woh ek natural randi hai, Raj. Tu jaanta hai randi kya hoti hai? Ek aurat jo chodne ke liye jeeti hai, jiski ched bharne ki zarurat hoti hai, jo asli mard ka lund chahti hai. Teri mom aisi hai—janmi hai lene ke liye, cheekhne ke liye. Uski gaand, uski chut, uska muh, yeh sab mere liye bane hain.""Randi kya hoti hai?" maine poochha, masoom natak karte hue, mera dil tezi se dhadka jab uske shabd mere andar samaye, mujhe Mom ko alag nazar se dekhne par majboor kiya, meri neeti uski gandi soch ke neeche girne lagi." Ek randi ek aurat hai jo mazze ke liye jeeti hai, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski muskaan chaudi, uski aankhein gaurav se jal rahi thi. 

"Teri mom meri randi hai, Raj. Usse pasand hai jab main uski gaand chodu, jab main usse cheekhata hoon. Woh wild hone ke liye bani hai, mera lund gehra lene ke liye. Tu kabhi usse kuchh aisa karte dekha jo dikhaaye woh kuchh chahti hai?"Main nigla, mera dimaag ghuma, uski bathroom mein apni gaand mein ungli karte hue tasveer mere dimaag mein saaf thi. "Maine… kuchh dekha," maine dheere se kaha, meri awaaz dheemi, jhijhakte hue natak karte hue. "Ek raat, woh sapna dekh rahi thi, tumhara naam le rahi thi, paagalon ki tarah harkat kar rahi thi. Mujhe achha laga, Mukesh. Woh itni… khush lag rahi thi."Mukesh ka jawan gir gaya, uski aankhein hairat se chaudi, uski muskaan joshili ho gayi. 

"Tune yeh dekha, Raj? Tu ek chatur baccha hai! Woh kya kar rahi thi? Kya woh apne aap ko chhoo rahi thi, mera naam le rahi thi?" "Haan," maine kaha, meri awaaz naram, mera lund hil raha tha jab maine confess kiya, meri neeti toot rahi thi. "Uske haath uski panty mein the, uski chut ragad rahi thi, bol rahi thi ‘Mukesh, meri gaand chod.’ Main khush tha, Mukesh, usse aise dekhkar. Yeh… joshila tha.""Tujhe yeh pasand aaya?" Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz hairat bhari par khush, aage jhukte hue, uski aankhein chamak rahi thi. "Tu kuchh khaas hai, baccha. Tujhe apni mom ko aise dekhkar kyun achha laga? Kya cheez isse joshila banayi?" "Yeh… alag tha," maine kaha, mera chehra garam, meri masoomiyat khatam hoti hui jab maine baat ki, ganda josh mujhpar chha raha tha. 

"Uski gaand itni badi thi, aur woh tumhare liye cheekh rahi thi. Maine usse baithne mein takleef dekhi, jaise uski gaand tumse dard karti thi. Isse mujhe… achha laga."Mukesh hansa, uska haath meri peeth par thapki deta hua, uski aankhein gaurav se chamak rahi thi. "Tu mera wala baccha hai, Raj! Tu samajhta hai, na? Tu mere jaisa hai, isse pyar karta hai. Tu lagbhag mera beta hai, us gande dimaag ke saath, chahe tu jawaan ho. Tune kabhi iske baare mein sochkar apne aap ko chhua? "Main sar hilaya, mere gaal jal rahe the, mera lund mere shorts mein sakht. "Haan," maine kabool kiya, meri awaaz dheemi, meri neeti khatam jab maine sab kuchh baha diya. "Mujhe tumhe uski gaand chodte dekhna achha laga, Mukesh. Yeh itna achha tha, jaise woh cheekhi, jaise uski gaand hili. 

Main chahta hoon tum phir karo."Mukesh ki aankhein chaudi ho gayi, uski muskaan sharaarti ho gayi. "Tu kamaal hai, Raj! Tujhe mujhe teri mom ki gaand chodte dekhkar josh aaya? Bata mujhe kya sabse zyada pasand aaya, bacche, details de.""Uski cheekhein," maine kaha, meri awaaz josh se kapkapayi, meri sharm khatam. "Usne kaha ‘Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, aur gehra,’ aur uski gaand hili jab tumne usse choda. Maine usse baithte waqt dard se chhijakte dekha, jaise uski gaand barbaad ho gayi thi. Yeh… bahut garam tha." "Tu samajhta hai, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz gaurav se bhari, uska haath mere kandhe ko pakadte hue. "Main har raat uski gaand ke sapne dekhta hoon, Raj. Itni badi, itni perfect, jaise woh mera lund leti hai, chaudi hoti hai. Mujhe phir usse chodna hai, aur bhi loose karna hai. Tu jaanta hai main uski gaand kyun itna pyar karta hoon?"

"Kyun?" maine poochha, meri awaaz joshili, mera lund dhadak raha tha jab main paas aaya, uske shabd mujhe uski gandi duniya mein kheench rahe the."Yeh sabse best hai, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski aankhein junoon se jal rahi thi. "Uski gaand itni moti, itni tight, chahe maine usse chaudi kiya. Main chahta hoon aur loose ho, taaki hamesha mere lund ke liye tayyar rahe, taaki woh mujhe kabhi na bhool sake. Main chahta hoon tera dad bas mar jaye, Raj, taaki main uski gaand roz chodu, usse apna bana loon."Mera jawan gir gaya, par main sachmein shock nahi tha—uske shabd joshile lage, jaise mere andhere khayalon se milte hain. "Yeh… sahi nahi hai, Mukesh," maine kaha, ghabrahat ka natak karte hue, par mera dil uski baat se sahamat mein tezi se dhadka. 

"Tum Dad ko kyun hatana chahte ho?""Kyunki teri mom meri hai, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz dheemi aur gambheer. "Tera dad raaste mein hai, usse woh randi banne se rok raha hai jo woh banni chahiye. Main usse khush rakhunga, uski gaand chodu jab tak woh cheekhe, uske ched bhar doon jaise usse chahiye. Tune kuchh aur dekha, jaise woh ajeeb behave karti ho?""Haan," maine kaha, meri awaaz dheemi, mera dimaag bathroom ke waakiye par chala gaya. "Ek subah, maine usse shower mein suna, moan karte hue, uski ungliyan uski gaand mein, jaise woh mehsoos karna chahti thi jo tumne kiya. Woh bol rahi thi ‘Ooh, itna acha, aur gehra,’ dheere se, jaise koi na sune." Mukesh ki aankhein chaudi ho gayi, uski muskaan gandi aur chaudi, uska haath uski pant adjust karta hua, uska lund kapde ke neeche saaf dikh raha tha, ek mota ubhaar zipper ke khilaaf dab raha tha. "Woh apni gaand mein ungli kar rahi thi? Tune yeh dekha, Raj? Sab kuchh bata, bacche, woh kya kar rahi thi?"

"Woh shower ke neeche thi," maine kaha, meri awaaz dheemi, mera lund sakht jab maine usse yaad kiya. "Uski gaand geeli thi, chamak rahi thi, uski ungliyan sabun ke saath andar-bahar, moan kar rahi thi jaise usse tumhara lund yaad aa raha ho. Yeh… garam tha, Mukesh, jaise woh tumhe rok nahi sakti thi.""Woh meri ladki hai," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz gaurav se bhari, uska ubhaar ab zyada saaf, uska lund saaf sakht jab woh bola. "Uski gaand mere chodne se loose hai, maine usse train kiya mujhe chahne ke liye. Tu kabhi usse zyada fart sunta hai, bacche? Woh mera nishaan hai uspar."Main hansa, mera chehra garam, gandi baat mujhe bura par zinda mehsoos karayi. "Haan, woh ab zyada fart karti hai," maine kaha, sar hilate hue. "Jaise jab woh baithti hai ya tezi se chalti hai, yeh zor se toot, ‘pffft, brrrp.’ Woh itna kyun fart karti hai, Mukesh?"

Mukesh zor se hansa, uski awaaz gaurav se goonj rahi thi. "Woh mera kaam hai, bacche! Uski gaand mere lund se itni loose hai, hawa bas nikal jati hai. Mujhe yeh pasand hai, yeh dikhata hai woh meri hai. Main chahta hoon aur loose karoon, taaki woh hamesha fart kare, hamesha mujhe mehsoos kare. Tujhe yeh joshila lagta hai?""Yeh… thoda mazaakiya hai," maine kaha, hanste hue, meri neeti gir rahi thi jab uske shabd Mom ki gaand ko uski trophy banaye. "Par tum aur loose kyun chahte ho? Yeh toh pehle se hi itni chaudi hai.""Kyunki main junooni hoon, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz dheemi aur gandi, uski aankhein teevrata se jal rahi thi. "Ek loose gaand ka matlab hai woh hamesha meri hai, tere dad ke boring lund ke paas wapas nahi ja sakti. Har fart, har dard, woh mujhe mehsoos karti hai. Tu samajhta hai yeh kyun joshila hai, na?"Main sar hilaya, mera dimaag uljha hua, Mom ki loose gaand Mukesh ki hone ka khayal sahi aur joshila laga. "Mujhe lagta hai," maine kaha, meri awaaz kapkapayi par joshili. "Yeh jaise… woh tumhari hai, Dad ki nahi.""Bilkul, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski muskaan sharaarti. 

"Mere paas ek plan hai usse wapas laane ka, Raj. Kya tu meri madad karega? Mujhe chahiye tu usse ek video do, jisme main uski gaand choda, jo usse nahi pata maine record kiya. Usko bolna mujhe uski yaad aati hai, baat karna chahta hoon. Yeh usse yaad dilayega kitna usse mera lund pasand hai."Meri aankhein chaudi ho gayi, mera lund us khayal se dhadak raha tha, Mom ko blackmail karne ka josh mera dil tezi se dhadkane laga. "Yeh… bahut acha idea hai, Mukesh!" maine kaha, meri awaaz joshili, meri neeti khatam. "Woh isse dekhegi aur tumhe phir chahegi! Tum kitne smart ho!" "Shukriya, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, mere baalon ko sehlaate hue, uski aankhein vijay se chamak rahi thi. "Usse nahi pata maine record kiya, jo isse asli banata hai, uska asli roop dikhata hai. 

Tu saath hai? Tu usse video dikhayega?""Haan, main karunga!" maine kaha, tezi se sar hilate hue, mera josh kisi bhi gunah ko doobane laga. "Main chahta hoon woh phir tumhare liye cheekhe, Mukesh. Yeh itna… achha hai jab uski gaand hilti hai.""Tu ek star hai, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz gaurav se bhari. "Ek aur baat, thodi mushkil hai. Mujhe chahiye tu uski ek unwashed panty laaye, pasine wali, uski chut aur gaand ki boo wali. Main usse sunghna chahta hoon, usse paas rakhna chahta hoon."Main ruk gaya, mera dil tezi se dhadka, yeh khayal joshila par daraawana tha. 

"Uski panty?" maine poochha, meri awaaz ghabrayi hui. "Agar usse pata chal gaya toh? Woh mujhpar bahut gussa hogi, Mukesh!""Chinta mat kar, bacche," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz shant, uski muskaan dilasa deti hui. "Jab woh khana bana rahi ho, uske kamre mein chupke se jaa, uski laundry basket se ek panty le le, apne bag mein daal de. Usse nahi pata chalega. Mujhe uski gaand, uski chut ki boo chahiye, usse apne saath mehsoos karne ke liye.""Tumhe uski boo kyun chahiye?" maine poochha, meri awaaz naram, mera lund us gande khayal se sakht hota ja raha tha, mera dimaag uski duniya mein aur gehra doob raha tha."Kyunki yeh woh hai, Raj," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz junoon se bhari. "Uski khushboo, uski gaand, uski chut—yeh jaise usse mere lund ke liye cheekhte hue rakhna hai. Yeh mujhe pagal karta hai, mujhe usse phir chodne ka mann karta hai. Tu samajhta hai, na?"

Main sar hilaya, mera lund mere shorts mein dhadak raha tha, Mom ki panty churana ka khayal mujhe bura par itna zinda mehsoos karaya. Mukesh ne neeche dekha, mere ubhaar ko dekha, uski muskaan chaudi ho gayi. "Tu josh mein hai, Raj," usne kaha, dheere se hanste hue. "Yeh normal hai, bacche. Bete apni mom ko mere jaise mard se chudte sochkar sakht ho jaate hain. Yeh dikhata hai tu usse randi hone se pyar karta hai. Sabse ache bete apni mom ko randi chahte hain, mere jaise lund ke liye cheekhte hue. Tu sabse acha hai, bacche.""Sach mein?" maine poochha, mera chehra jal raha tha, mera haath mere crotch ko chhupate hue, sharminda par joshila. "Mujhe nahi pata tha yeh sakht hai. 

Maaf karna, Mukesh." "Maafi ki zarurat nahi," Mukesh ne kaha, uski awaaz garam, uska haath mere kandhe par. "Yeh natural hai, Raj. Tu josh mein hai kyunki tu jaanta hai teri mom ek randi hai, aur tujhe yeh pasand hai. Ek din, woh tujhpar gaurav karegi ki tune mujhe usse cheekhane mein madad ki. Kyun na tu bathroom jaaye, apne aap ko chhue uske baare mein sochkar ki main uski gaand chodu? Yeh achha lagega." "Thik hai, Mukesh," maine kaha, sar hilate hue, mera dil tezi se dhadka jab main bathroom ki taraf dauda, mera lund dard kar raha tha. Maine darwaza lock kiya, mere haath kapkapaye jab maine apne shorts utare, mera dimaag Mukesh ke Mom ki gaand chodne ki tasveeron se bhar gaya, uske mote gaal hilte hue, uski cheekhein “Aaaahhh uuhhh, Mukesh, aur gehra!” mere kaanon mein goonj rahi thi. Maine uski gaand ko chaudi dekha, uska lund usmein zor se ghus raha tha, uske fart nikal rahe the jab woh uske loose ched ko thokta tha, unke paap ka josh mujhe khaa raha tha. 

Maine tezi se hilaya, mera jism kapkapaya, us video se usse blackmail karne ka khayal mujhe pagal kar raha tha, jaan kar jald hi Mukesh usse phir chodega, usse cheekhayega, uski gaand uske liye hilti hui. Mera cum nikal gaya, mota aur garam, zameen par chhitak gaya, meri taangein kamzor jab main hansa, woh release teevra tha, mujhe chakkar aane laga, mera dil us khayal se uchhal raha tha ki Mom phir uski randi banegi.Maine safai ki, mera jism gunguna raha tha, aur living room mein wapas aaya, par Mukesh wahan nahi tha. Maine doosre bathroom se awaazein suni, naram moans aur shabd darwaze se aaye. Main dheere se paas gaya, mera dil tezi se dhadka, aur suna usse bolte hue, “Rekha, teri gaand itni fuckin’ perfect hai,” aur “Mujhe tujhe phir chodna hai, us loose ched ko bharna hai.” 

Uski awaaz chahat se bhari thi, uska haath saaf apne lund par kaam kar raha tha, awaazein geeli aur rhythmic thi. Main muskura diya, jaan kar woh utna hi junooni tha jitna main, uski gandi chahat meri se milti thi.Woh bahar aaya, uska chehra laal, aur usne mujhe ek USB drive diya, uski muskaan chalaak. “Yeh video hai, Raj,” usne kaha, uski awaaz dheemi. “Yeh wahi hai jisme main uski gaand choda, jo tune dekha. Isko teri mom ko de, bolna mujhe uski yaad aati hai, baat karna chahta hoon. Tu ek acha baccha hai jo meri madad kar raha hai.”“Shukriya, Mukesh,” maine kaha, drive lete hue, meri muskaan chaudi jab maine usse apni jeb mein dala. “Main usse doonga, kisi ko nahi bataunga. Main chahta hoon woh phir tumse khush ho.”

“Tu sabse acha Jedi hai, Raj,” Mukesh ne kaha, mere baalon ko sehlaate hue, uski aankhein gaurav se chamak rahi thi. “Ghar ja, yeh mere liye kar, aur mujhe bata kaise hua, thik hai?”“Thik hai,” maine kaha, sar hilate hue, mera dil halka jab main bahar nikla, USB meri jeb mein jalta hua, mera dimaag us josh se gunguna raha tha jo aane wala tha—Mom ki gaand hilti hui, uski cheekhein hawa mein bhar rahi thi, Mukesh ka lund phir uska malik ban raha tha, aur main, ek bura baccha, isse hone mein madad kar raha tha