10-03-2026, 10:27 AM
Jo umeed mere dil mein jagi thi, wo agle hi pal chaknachoor ho gayi. Mom ne "crazy" toh kaha, lekin unke haath unki apni neeli housecoat ke gher (hem) ki taraf badh gaye.
Maine tiles ki us saaf reflection mein dekha—Mom ne apne gore haathon se apni housecoat aur uske niche pehni petticoat ko ek saath pakda aur dheere-dheere unhe upar uthana shuru kiya. Mere dimaag mein ek sannata cha gaya.
Jaise-jaise kapda upar sarka, unki milky long legs (gori lambi taangein) aur unki thunder thighs (bhari hui jaanghein) roshni mein chamakne lagin. Unka gora rang kitchen ki light mein bilkul doodh jaisa safed dikh raha tha. Wo manzar itna ajeeb aur dardnak tha ki meri saansein atak gayi. Unki thighs itni bhari aur mulayam lag rahi thin ki Uncle ka chehra unhe dekh kar aur bhi zyada junooni ho gaya.
Uncle ne apni pakad thodi upar ki, taaki Mom kapdon ko apni kamar (waist) ke paas hold kar saken. Ab Mom ki kamar se niche ka poora hissa nanga hone wala tha, sirf unki pantie ke alawa. Uncle ka 6-inch ka nanga ang ab bina kisi parde ke, Mom ki un gori jaanghon aur buttocks ke bilkul kareeb tha.
Main passage mein baitha, apni aankhon par yakeen nahi kar pa raha tha. Meri Maa... jinhe maine humesha maryada ki moorat samjha tha, wo aaj us ghatiya insaan ke kehne par apne kapde upar utha rahi thin. Unki un gori aur bhari hui jaanghon ka wo nazara, jo shayad sirf mere Papa ke liye hona chahiye tha, aaj tiles ke reflection ke zariye mere aur us darinde ke samne tha.
Uncle ne ek gandi aur rahat bhari saans li aur kaha, "Thank you, bhabhi... ab maza aayega."
Uncle ne bina deri kiye Mom ki nangi kamar ko apne hathon mein bharchak bhar liya. Unki milky white thighs aur thunder thighs ab poori tarah se expose ho chuki thin kyunki Mom ne apni gown aur petticoat ko apni waist tak utha kar pakda hua tha. Maine reflection mein dekha ki kaise Uncle ne apne us 6-inch ke nange ang ko Mom ke buttocks ke beech (ass crack) set kiya.
Jaise hi nangi tvacha (skin) ka nangi tvacha se contact hua, Mom ke muh se ek gehri aur dabi hui cheekh ek sisak halki si hii nikli.
Wo gasp mere kaanon mein kisi teer ki tarah chubhi. Us ek awaaz mein darr tha, sharm thi, aur shayad ek aisi feeling thi jo main kabhi samajhna nahi chahta tha. Mom ka gora shareer us thande contact se ek baar kaanp utha (shivered), aur unhone platform ko aur bhi zyada mazbooti se pakad liya taaki wo Uncle ke dhakko ko bardaasht kar sakein.
Ab un dono ke beech koi parda nahi tha. Uncle ne apni pakad Mom ki gori jaanghon par banayi aur poore junoon ke saath move karna shuru kar diya. Har dhakke ke saath Mom ka shareer aage-piche ho raha tha, aur unki saansein ab tez aur ukhdi-ukhdi ho gayi thin. Tiles ki reflection mein woh neeli gown upar ruki hui thi, aur uske niche Mom ka gora, bhari shareer Uncle ki hawas ka shikaar ho raha tha.
Mera dimaag ab kaam karna band kar chuka tha. Meri Maa ka wo siski sunne ke baad, mere andar ka beta mar raha tha aur ek shola bhadak raha tha.
Yeh dekhte hi meri aankhon ke saamne andhera chha gaya. Wo jo thodi bahut umeed bachi thi ki shayad ye sirf ek physical interaction hai, wo ab poori tarah khatam ho chuki thi. Uncle ne ab apni saari hadhein paar kar di thin.
Uncle ne peeche se apni dry humping ki raftaar aur tej kar di, aur usi waqt unka daaya haath (right hand) Mom ke pet se hota hua aage badha. Unhone Mom ki pantie ke upar se hi unke "pussy" wale hisse ko zor-zor se ragadna aur masalna shuru kar diya.
Reflection mein mujhe dikh raha tha ki kaise Mom ka shareer is bar, bina kisi rukawat ke, poori tarah jhatke kha raha tha. Unka fair, milky shareer, jo ab tak sirf ek spectator ki tarah khada tha, ab Uncle ki harkaton se pratikriya (reaction) dene laga tha. Har baar jab Uncle unhe zor se masalte, Mom ke hoth kaanpne lagte aur unki saansein ek gehri "aah" mein badal jaati.
Unki thunder thighs aapas mein ragad rahi thin, aur woh neeli gown jo kamar tak uthi hui thi, uske neeche sab kuch itna saaf tha ki mujhe laga main abhi wahi dam tod doonga. Uncle ki awaz mein ab ek pagalpan bhara junoon tha, "Dekho bhabhi, kitni gili ho rahi ho tum... Rahul ke liye toh itna sab sambhal kar rakhti hogi na?"
Wo shabd mere kaanon mein zeher ki tarah ghul gaye. Unhone meri Maa ke saath jo kiya, wo ghinona tha, lekin ab unhone mera naam lekar jo baat kahi, usne meri ragon mein daudte khoon ko ubaal diya. Maine frying pan ko itni zor se pakda ki mere haath se unki grip tight ho gayi.
Mom ki awaaz mein wo kamzori aur bebasi saaf jhalak rahi thi—ek aisi thakan, jise main shabdon mein bayaan nahi kar sakta. Unka "nahi, aisa mat karo" kehna, Uncle ke liye sirf ek formality jaisa tha.
Mom ne apni gardan peeche ki taraf jhukayi, unki aankhein band thin aur unke hont tharthara rahe the. Unhone bohot dhimi aur kamzor awaaz mein bola, "Ruko... aisa mat karo." Lekin Uncle ne unhe rokne ke bajaye, unke kaan mein kuch phusphusaya aur unhe "enjoy" karne ke liye kahne laga.
Uncle ki wo gandi baatein aur unka dheetpan Mom ki us kamzor protest ko daba raha tha. Unhone Mom ko is tarah convince kiya jaise wo unhe kisi galat cheez mein nahi, balki kisi aisi cheez mein shamil kar rahe hon jisse unhe "sukoon" milega. Mom ka gora, sundar shareer ab puri tarah Uncle ke control mein tha. Unki thunder thighs kaanp rahi thin, aur jab Uncle ne unhe aur zor se masla, toh Mom ne phir se ek lambi, dardnak gasp li.
Wahan tiles ki reflection mein, wo sab kuch itna saaf tha ki mera sharirik aur mansik santulan bigad chuka tha. Uncle ke haath Mom ki pantie ke upar se unke private parts ko masal rahe the, aur Mom ka shareer ab resistance chhod kar Uncle ke dhakko ke saath synchronize ho raha tha. Wo dhakkey ab aur bhi gaharai mein ja rahe the, aur Mom ki khamoshi ab ek aisi ghutan mein badal gayi thi jise dekhna mere liye maut se badhkar tha.
Ye ehsaas mere liye kisi atom bomb se kam nahi tha. Tiles ki reflection mein jo main dekh raha tha, wo ab mere liye dekhna aur bardaasht karna na-mumkin hota ja raha tha.
Uncle ne apni ek ungli se Mom ki pantie ke upar se us nazuk hisse (clitoris) ko bariki se masalna shuru kar diya tha. Mom, jo ab tak sirf khamosh thin, ab unke muh se halki-halki siskiyan (moaning) nikalne lagi thin. Unki awaaz itni dheemi thi ki kitchen ke bahar shayad hi koi sun sake, lekin mere kaanon mein wo ek-ek awaaz kisi zinda jalti aag ki tarah chub rahi thi.
Unka fair, milky shareer ab poori tarah se react kar raha tha. Uncle ki dheet harkatein aur Mom ki woh siskiyan, yeh sabit kar rahi thin ki Uncle unhe kis had tak physical stimulation mein dhakel raha tha. Unka 34B-35-38 figure, jo blouse aur gown ke andar tha, ab kapdon ki rukawaton ke bavjood Uncle ki pakad mein tha. Mom ka chehra jo pehle murjhaya hua tha, ab wahan ek ajeeb sa junoon aur thakan dikh rahi thi, jaise wo apne aap ko wahan khada rakhne ke liye struggle kar rahi hon.
Uncle ne peeche se apni dry humping ki raftaar aur tej kar di thi, aur unka haath niche se pantie ke andar sarakne ki poori koshish kar raha tha. Wo "moaning" jo mere kaanon mein pad rahi thi, ne mere andar ke us 'bete' ko poori tarah maar diya aur sirf gusse ko bacha kar rakha.
Meri aankhon ke saamne ab wo manzar tha jise main kabhi dekhne ki kalpana bhi nahi kar sakta tha. Uncle ne apni dono hatheliyan Mom ki thunder thighs aur hips par jama di, aur ek jhatke ke saath unki neeli housecoat aur petticoat ko upar ki taraf kheench diya, bilkul unke pet (stomach) tak.
Kapde upar uthte hi, jo cheez meri nazar ke saamne aayi, usne mere dimaag ko sunn kar diya. Mom ne kaale rang (black colour) ki pantie pehni hui thi, jo unke gore aur milky skin ke saath bahut hi zyada stark aur ghinona contrast bana rahi thi. Uncle ne ab unke hips ko poori tarah apne control mein le liya tha, aur unka 6-inch ka nanga ang ab seedha us kaali pantie ke fabric se takra raha tha.
Mom ab bilkul bebas khadi thin. Unki waist se lekar niche tak ka poora hissa ab nanga tha, sirf us kaali pantie ke sahare. Main dekh sakta tha ki kaise Uncle ne apni pakad Mom ke hips par itni mazboot kar li thi ki Mom ka shareer peeche ki taraf jhuk gaya tha. Mom ki saansein ab tez aur ukhdi-undi thin, aur unki moaning ki awaaz ab kitchen ki tiles se takra kar wapas aa rahi thi.
Wo kaali pantie, jo Mom ki shaan ka hissa honi chahiye thi, aaj Uncle ki hawas ka target bani hui thi. Uncle ne ek baar phir peeche se dhakka diya, aur is baar main saaf dekh sakta tha ki kaise wo kaali pantie ka fabric Mom ke shareer ke andar tak dhans raha tha.
Woh manzar mere dimaag par kisi zehreele khanjar ki tarah chubh gaya. Kitchen ki tiles ki reflection mein jo kuch dikh raha tha, usne meri ragon mein daudte khoon ko jaise jama kar diya tha. Uncle ki shaitaniyat ab us mukhauta utaar chuki thi jise woh mere saamne hamesha pehne rehte the.
Uncle ne apni gandi awaaz mein Mom ko hukum diya, "Kapde aur upar pakdo, bhabhi." Mom ne, jaise kisi gheri transe (numbness) mein hon, apni housecoat aur petticoat ko aur upar waist tak kheench liya. Uske baad, Uncle ne apne anguthe (thumbs) se Mom ki kaali pantie ke kinaron ko fish-hook ki tarah phansaya aur ek jhatke ke saath usse neeche unke ghutnon (knees) tak sarka diya.
Jaise hi pantie neeche giri, Mom ka shareer ek jhatke se kaanp gaya. Unhone foran peeche jhuk kar apni pantie ko wapas upar kheenchne ki koshish ki, lekin Uncle ne unke hips ko itni zor se jakad rakha tha ki wo hil tak nahi sakin. "Ruko," Uncle dahada, "kahan ja rahi ho? Abhi toh khel shuru hua hai."
Unki woh milky, gori skin aur thunder thighs ab poori tarah se us darinde ke samne thin. Uncle ne unhe peeche se jakad kar bilkul bebas kar diya tha. Maine dekha ki kaise Mom ki aankhon mein ab aasuon ki nami thi, magar wo wahan se hili tak nahi.
Us ghinone manzar ko dekh kar mera dimag sunn pad gaya tha. Tiles ki reflection mein, Uncle ki har ek harkat bilkul saaf dikh rahi thi, aur unka janwar-jaisa rawaiya meri bardasht ke bahar ho chuka tha.
Uncle ne apne ghutnon ko thoda mod kar (buckle karke) apni position adjust ki, taaki woh Mom ke shareer ke saath aur zyada gahrayi se jud sakein. Unka daaya haath (right hand) ab Mom ke pussy wale area par bilkul direct contact mein tha.
Unka woh haath ab Mom ke shareer ko masal raha tha, aur unke 6-inch ke lund ki garmi Mom ke shareer ko mehsoos ho rahi thi. Mom wahan bilkul ek moorti ki tarah khadi thin, unki lambi gori taangein aur unki thunder thighs Uncle ke sharir se thoda door, magar unke hath ki gehri jakad mein thin.
Meri Maa, jinki izzat aur maryada ke liye main mar mitne ko tayyar tha, aaj unhe ek aise darinde ke haathon mein dekh kar mere andar ka beta mar rha tha.
Yeh manzar ab meri bardasht se bilkul bahar ho gaya tha. Tiles ki us reflection mein jo maine dekha, usne mere andar ek aisi aag laga di jise main aur zyada der tak daba kar nahi rakh sakta tha.
Uncle ne ek jhatke ke saath Mom ki taango ko aur choda (spread) kiya aur bina kisi agle pal ka intezaar kiye, apne 6-inch ke ang ko Mom ki pussy ke andar daal diya. Is gehri aur achanak hui penetration par Mom ke munh se ek behad zor ki siski nikli—ek aisi loud moan jo shayad poore ghar mein goonj gayi.
Main wahan passage mein khada tha, aur mere dimaag mein ek dhamaka sa hua. Main bilkul hosh kho chuka tha. Meri apni garmi aur us manzar ki uttejna ne mujhe is tarah jakad liya tha ki main wahan khade-khade hi apni pant ki zip khol kar apna ang nikalne par majboor ho gaya.
Maine apne ang ko pakda aur use zor-zor se ragadna (rub) shuru kar diya. Meri apni saansein ab Uncle ki saanson se mil kar ek tez raftaar mein badal gayi thin. Mere andar ek ajeeb sa junoon tha—ek taraf gussa aur dusri taraf wo darinda-pan jo maine abhi-abhi wahan dekha tha. Main wahan khada ho kar apni muth maarne laga, meri aankhein usi reflection par tiki thin jahan Uncle ab apni poori taqat se Mom ke andar jhatke maar raha tha.
Mom ka shareer ab puri tarah se Uncle ki harkaton ke sath tal mein tha. Unki milky white thighs Uncle ke sharir se ragad rahi thin aur unki har ek moan mere andar ki aag ko aur tez kar rahi thi.
Maine tiles ki us saaf reflection mein dekha—Mom ne apne gore haathon se apni housecoat aur uske niche pehni petticoat ko ek saath pakda aur dheere-dheere unhe upar uthana shuru kiya. Mere dimaag mein ek sannata cha gaya.
Jaise-jaise kapda upar sarka, unki milky long legs (gori lambi taangein) aur unki thunder thighs (bhari hui jaanghein) roshni mein chamakne lagin. Unka gora rang kitchen ki light mein bilkul doodh jaisa safed dikh raha tha. Wo manzar itna ajeeb aur dardnak tha ki meri saansein atak gayi. Unki thighs itni bhari aur mulayam lag rahi thin ki Uncle ka chehra unhe dekh kar aur bhi zyada junooni ho gaya.
Uncle ne apni pakad thodi upar ki, taaki Mom kapdon ko apni kamar (waist) ke paas hold kar saken. Ab Mom ki kamar se niche ka poora hissa nanga hone wala tha, sirf unki pantie ke alawa. Uncle ka 6-inch ka nanga ang ab bina kisi parde ke, Mom ki un gori jaanghon aur buttocks ke bilkul kareeb tha.
Main passage mein baitha, apni aankhon par yakeen nahi kar pa raha tha. Meri Maa... jinhe maine humesha maryada ki moorat samjha tha, wo aaj us ghatiya insaan ke kehne par apne kapde upar utha rahi thin. Unki un gori aur bhari hui jaanghon ka wo nazara, jo shayad sirf mere Papa ke liye hona chahiye tha, aaj tiles ke reflection ke zariye mere aur us darinde ke samne tha.
Uncle ne ek gandi aur rahat bhari saans li aur kaha, "Thank you, bhabhi... ab maza aayega."
Uncle ne bina deri kiye Mom ki nangi kamar ko apne hathon mein bharchak bhar liya. Unki milky white thighs aur thunder thighs ab poori tarah se expose ho chuki thin kyunki Mom ne apni gown aur petticoat ko apni waist tak utha kar pakda hua tha. Maine reflection mein dekha ki kaise Uncle ne apne us 6-inch ke nange ang ko Mom ke buttocks ke beech (ass crack) set kiya.
Jaise hi nangi tvacha (skin) ka nangi tvacha se contact hua, Mom ke muh se ek gehri aur dabi hui cheekh ek sisak halki si hii nikli.
Wo gasp mere kaanon mein kisi teer ki tarah chubhi. Us ek awaaz mein darr tha, sharm thi, aur shayad ek aisi feeling thi jo main kabhi samajhna nahi chahta tha. Mom ka gora shareer us thande contact se ek baar kaanp utha (shivered), aur unhone platform ko aur bhi zyada mazbooti se pakad liya taaki wo Uncle ke dhakko ko bardaasht kar sakein.
Ab un dono ke beech koi parda nahi tha. Uncle ne apni pakad Mom ki gori jaanghon par banayi aur poore junoon ke saath move karna shuru kar diya. Har dhakke ke saath Mom ka shareer aage-piche ho raha tha, aur unki saansein ab tez aur ukhdi-ukhdi ho gayi thin. Tiles ki reflection mein woh neeli gown upar ruki hui thi, aur uske niche Mom ka gora, bhari shareer Uncle ki hawas ka shikaar ho raha tha.
Mera dimaag ab kaam karna band kar chuka tha. Meri Maa ka wo siski sunne ke baad, mere andar ka beta mar raha tha aur ek shola bhadak raha tha.
Yeh dekhte hi meri aankhon ke saamne andhera chha gaya. Wo jo thodi bahut umeed bachi thi ki shayad ye sirf ek physical interaction hai, wo ab poori tarah khatam ho chuki thi. Uncle ne ab apni saari hadhein paar kar di thin.
Uncle ne peeche se apni dry humping ki raftaar aur tej kar di, aur usi waqt unka daaya haath (right hand) Mom ke pet se hota hua aage badha. Unhone Mom ki pantie ke upar se hi unke "pussy" wale hisse ko zor-zor se ragadna aur masalna shuru kar diya.
Reflection mein mujhe dikh raha tha ki kaise Mom ka shareer is bar, bina kisi rukawat ke, poori tarah jhatke kha raha tha. Unka fair, milky shareer, jo ab tak sirf ek spectator ki tarah khada tha, ab Uncle ki harkaton se pratikriya (reaction) dene laga tha. Har baar jab Uncle unhe zor se masalte, Mom ke hoth kaanpne lagte aur unki saansein ek gehri "aah" mein badal jaati.
Unki thunder thighs aapas mein ragad rahi thin, aur woh neeli gown jo kamar tak uthi hui thi, uske neeche sab kuch itna saaf tha ki mujhe laga main abhi wahi dam tod doonga. Uncle ki awaz mein ab ek pagalpan bhara junoon tha, "Dekho bhabhi, kitni gili ho rahi ho tum... Rahul ke liye toh itna sab sambhal kar rakhti hogi na?"
Wo shabd mere kaanon mein zeher ki tarah ghul gaye. Unhone meri Maa ke saath jo kiya, wo ghinona tha, lekin ab unhone mera naam lekar jo baat kahi, usne meri ragon mein daudte khoon ko ubaal diya. Maine frying pan ko itni zor se pakda ki mere haath se unki grip tight ho gayi.
Mom ki awaaz mein wo kamzori aur bebasi saaf jhalak rahi thi—ek aisi thakan, jise main shabdon mein bayaan nahi kar sakta. Unka "nahi, aisa mat karo" kehna, Uncle ke liye sirf ek formality jaisa tha.
Mom ne apni gardan peeche ki taraf jhukayi, unki aankhein band thin aur unke hont tharthara rahe the. Unhone bohot dhimi aur kamzor awaaz mein bola, "Ruko... aisa mat karo." Lekin Uncle ne unhe rokne ke bajaye, unke kaan mein kuch phusphusaya aur unhe "enjoy" karne ke liye kahne laga.
Uncle ki wo gandi baatein aur unka dheetpan Mom ki us kamzor protest ko daba raha tha. Unhone Mom ko is tarah convince kiya jaise wo unhe kisi galat cheez mein nahi, balki kisi aisi cheez mein shamil kar rahe hon jisse unhe "sukoon" milega. Mom ka gora, sundar shareer ab puri tarah Uncle ke control mein tha. Unki thunder thighs kaanp rahi thin, aur jab Uncle ne unhe aur zor se masla, toh Mom ne phir se ek lambi, dardnak gasp li.
Wahan tiles ki reflection mein, wo sab kuch itna saaf tha ki mera sharirik aur mansik santulan bigad chuka tha. Uncle ke haath Mom ki pantie ke upar se unke private parts ko masal rahe the, aur Mom ka shareer ab resistance chhod kar Uncle ke dhakko ke saath synchronize ho raha tha. Wo dhakkey ab aur bhi gaharai mein ja rahe the, aur Mom ki khamoshi ab ek aisi ghutan mein badal gayi thi jise dekhna mere liye maut se badhkar tha.
Ye ehsaas mere liye kisi atom bomb se kam nahi tha. Tiles ki reflection mein jo main dekh raha tha, wo ab mere liye dekhna aur bardaasht karna na-mumkin hota ja raha tha.
Uncle ne apni ek ungli se Mom ki pantie ke upar se us nazuk hisse (clitoris) ko bariki se masalna shuru kar diya tha. Mom, jo ab tak sirf khamosh thin, ab unke muh se halki-halki siskiyan (moaning) nikalne lagi thin. Unki awaaz itni dheemi thi ki kitchen ke bahar shayad hi koi sun sake, lekin mere kaanon mein wo ek-ek awaaz kisi zinda jalti aag ki tarah chub rahi thi.
Unka fair, milky shareer ab poori tarah se react kar raha tha. Uncle ki dheet harkatein aur Mom ki woh siskiyan, yeh sabit kar rahi thin ki Uncle unhe kis had tak physical stimulation mein dhakel raha tha. Unka 34B-35-38 figure, jo blouse aur gown ke andar tha, ab kapdon ki rukawaton ke bavjood Uncle ki pakad mein tha. Mom ka chehra jo pehle murjhaya hua tha, ab wahan ek ajeeb sa junoon aur thakan dikh rahi thi, jaise wo apne aap ko wahan khada rakhne ke liye struggle kar rahi hon.
Uncle ne peeche se apni dry humping ki raftaar aur tej kar di thi, aur unka haath niche se pantie ke andar sarakne ki poori koshish kar raha tha. Wo "moaning" jo mere kaanon mein pad rahi thi, ne mere andar ke us 'bete' ko poori tarah maar diya aur sirf gusse ko bacha kar rakha.
Meri aankhon ke saamne ab wo manzar tha jise main kabhi dekhne ki kalpana bhi nahi kar sakta tha. Uncle ne apni dono hatheliyan Mom ki thunder thighs aur hips par jama di, aur ek jhatke ke saath unki neeli housecoat aur petticoat ko upar ki taraf kheench diya, bilkul unke pet (stomach) tak.
Kapde upar uthte hi, jo cheez meri nazar ke saamne aayi, usne mere dimaag ko sunn kar diya. Mom ne kaale rang (black colour) ki pantie pehni hui thi, jo unke gore aur milky skin ke saath bahut hi zyada stark aur ghinona contrast bana rahi thi. Uncle ne ab unke hips ko poori tarah apne control mein le liya tha, aur unka 6-inch ka nanga ang ab seedha us kaali pantie ke fabric se takra raha tha.
Mom ab bilkul bebas khadi thin. Unki waist se lekar niche tak ka poora hissa ab nanga tha, sirf us kaali pantie ke sahare. Main dekh sakta tha ki kaise Uncle ne apni pakad Mom ke hips par itni mazboot kar li thi ki Mom ka shareer peeche ki taraf jhuk gaya tha. Mom ki saansein ab tez aur ukhdi-undi thin, aur unki moaning ki awaaz ab kitchen ki tiles se takra kar wapas aa rahi thi.
Wo kaali pantie, jo Mom ki shaan ka hissa honi chahiye thi, aaj Uncle ki hawas ka target bani hui thi. Uncle ne ek baar phir peeche se dhakka diya, aur is baar main saaf dekh sakta tha ki kaise wo kaali pantie ka fabric Mom ke shareer ke andar tak dhans raha tha.
Woh manzar mere dimaag par kisi zehreele khanjar ki tarah chubh gaya. Kitchen ki tiles ki reflection mein jo kuch dikh raha tha, usne meri ragon mein daudte khoon ko jaise jama kar diya tha. Uncle ki shaitaniyat ab us mukhauta utaar chuki thi jise woh mere saamne hamesha pehne rehte the.
Uncle ne apni gandi awaaz mein Mom ko hukum diya, "Kapde aur upar pakdo, bhabhi." Mom ne, jaise kisi gheri transe (numbness) mein hon, apni housecoat aur petticoat ko aur upar waist tak kheench liya. Uske baad, Uncle ne apne anguthe (thumbs) se Mom ki kaali pantie ke kinaron ko fish-hook ki tarah phansaya aur ek jhatke ke saath usse neeche unke ghutnon (knees) tak sarka diya.
Jaise hi pantie neeche giri, Mom ka shareer ek jhatke se kaanp gaya. Unhone foran peeche jhuk kar apni pantie ko wapas upar kheenchne ki koshish ki, lekin Uncle ne unke hips ko itni zor se jakad rakha tha ki wo hil tak nahi sakin. "Ruko," Uncle dahada, "kahan ja rahi ho? Abhi toh khel shuru hua hai."
Unki woh milky, gori skin aur thunder thighs ab poori tarah se us darinde ke samne thin. Uncle ne unhe peeche se jakad kar bilkul bebas kar diya tha. Maine dekha ki kaise Mom ki aankhon mein ab aasuon ki nami thi, magar wo wahan se hili tak nahi.
Us ghinone manzar ko dekh kar mera dimag sunn pad gaya tha. Tiles ki reflection mein, Uncle ki har ek harkat bilkul saaf dikh rahi thi, aur unka janwar-jaisa rawaiya meri bardasht ke bahar ho chuka tha.
Uncle ne apne ghutnon ko thoda mod kar (buckle karke) apni position adjust ki, taaki woh Mom ke shareer ke saath aur zyada gahrayi se jud sakein. Unka daaya haath (right hand) ab Mom ke pussy wale area par bilkul direct contact mein tha.
Unka woh haath ab Mom ke shareer ko masal raha tha, aur unke 6-inch ke lund ki garmi Mom ke shareer ko mehsoos ho rahi thi. Mom wahan bilkul ek moorti ki tarah khadi thin, unki lambi gori taangein aur unki thunder thighs Uncle ke sharir se thoda door, magar unke hath ki gehri jakad mein thin.
Meri Maa, jinki izzat aur maryada ke liye main mar mitne ko tayyar tha, aaj unhe ek aise darinde ke haathon mein dekh kar mere andar ka beta mar rha tha.
Yeh manzar ab meri bardasht se bilkul bahar ho gaya tha. Tiles ki us reflection mein jo maine dekha, usne mere andar ek aisi aag laga di jise main aur zyada der tak daba kar nahi rakh sakta tha.
Uncle ne ek jhatke ke saath Mom ki taango ko aur choda (spread) kiya aur bina kisi agle pal ka intezaar kiye, apne 6-inch ke ang ko Mom ki pussy ke andar daal diya. Is gehri aur achanak hui penetration par Mom ke munh se ek behad zor ki siski nikli—ek aisi loud moan jo shayad poore ghar mein goonj gayi.
Main wahan passage mein khada tha, aur mere dimaag mein ek dhamaka sa hua. Main bilkul hosh kho chuka tha. Meri apni garmi aur us manzar ki uttejna ne mujhe is tarah jakad liya tha ki main wahan khade-khade hi apni pant ki zip khol kar apna ang nikalne par majboor ho gaya.
Maine apne ang ko pakda aur use zor-zor se ragadna (rub) shuru kar diya. Meri apni saansein ab Uncle ki saanson se mil kar ek tez raftaar mein badal gayi thin. Mere andar ek ajeeb sa junoon tha—ek taraf gussa aur dusri taraf wo darinda-pan jo maine abhi-abhi wahan dekha tha. Main wahan khada ho kar apni muth maarne laga, meri aankhein usi reflection par tiki thin jahan Uncle ab apni poori taqat se Mom ke andar jhatke maar raha tha.
Mom ka shareer ab puri tarah se Uncle ki harkaton ke sath tal mein tha. Unki milky white thighs Uncle ke sharir se ragad rahi thin aur unki har ek moan mere andar ki aag ko aur tez kar rahi thi.
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