Adultery Badhawas Maa Ki Karastaniyan Aur Uska Bhadwa Beta

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Badhawas Maa Ki Karastaniyan Aur Uska Bhadwa Beta

Note - This story is cuckson fantasy

#1

Main, Bablu, 19 saal ka hoon, aur abhi pehle saal mein hoon ek college mein jo Nashik ke paas hai, kisi shehar se bohot door. Paas mein ek chhota sa gaon hai, jahan kabhi-kabhi hum log chai ya samosa lene jaate hain, par baaki waqt yahan sunsaan si zindagi hai. Main Mumbai se hoon, apne bade shehar ke shor aur mummy-papa ke saath guzari zindagi ke dabav se door bhagna chahta tha. Papa, Ramakant, ek sarkari naukar hain, aur unhone mummy ko yahan bheja taaki hum log ek scheme ke paiso ko hadap sakein. College meri nayi shuruaat thi, par kismat ne mujhe dhokha de diya.


Ek garmi bhari dopahar, main canteen mein baitha tha, thandi chai peeta hua, jab maine dekha—mummy, Neelam, ek auto-rickshaw se utarti hui, dupatta kandhe par lapeta hua. 38 saal ki umar mein bhi woh khubsurat thi: teekhe naak-naksh, kajal se sajaye aankhein, aur woh andaaz jo sabko dekhta chhod deta tha. Mera dil dhadak gaya. “Yeh yahan kya kar rahi hai?” maine apne aap se kaha.

Baad mein, jab main admin building ke bahar mummy se mila, usne bataya, “Yeh 4-5 mahine ka course hai, Bablu. Skill development. Tere papa ne kaha ki isme se kuch paisa ban sakta hai—sarkari scheme ka fayda uthayenge.” Uski aankhon mein ek chhupi si chamak thi, par mujhe gussa aa raha tha. Papa ne mummy ko yahan bheja tha paiso ke liye, aur ab meri nayi zindagi mein yeh ghus aayi thi. Main sochta raha ki isse meri duniya barbad ho jayegi.

“Mummy, please,” maine minnat ki, awaaz dheemi rakhkar. “Yahan kisi ko mat batana ki tum meri maa ho. Log mujhe mazak banayenge. Main yahan apna naam banane aaya hoon.”

Mummy ka chehra utar gaya, uski muskaan toot gayi. “Toh main tera rishta chhupaoon? Bablu, tere papa ne mujhe yahan paiso ke liye bheja, aur ab tu mujhe door kar raha hai?” Uski awaaz mein dard tha, par main nahi pighla. Usne aankhein jhukayi aur boli, “Theek hai. Jo tu chahta hai.” Mujhe laga shayad maine jeet liya, par andar se kuch toot sa gaya.

Us din ke baad hum ek doosre se bachne lage. Mummy college ke mahila hostel mein rehne lagi, jawan ladkiyon ke beech ghul-mil kar, aur main usse door raha, jaise woh koi anjaan ho. Mujhe pata tha yeh baat usko chubhti thi—jab woh mujhe durbar ke maidan se dekhti, uski aankhon mein dard dikhta tha—par usne meri baat maan li. “Main teri wajah se sharminda nahi hona chahti,” usne ek baar kaha, aur baat khatam ho gayi.

Hafte guzar gaye, aur mujhe lagne laga ki sab theek chal raha hai. Phir ek shaam, sab badal gaya.

Main library se wapas aa raha tha, college ke park se hokar—yeh jagah sunsaan thi, bas ped aur thodi si hariyali—jab mujhe ek jani-pehchani hasi sunai di. Woh halki, bekhauf hasi thi jo mummy sirf khushi mein hasti thi. Main ruk gaya, nazar idhar-udhar ghumayi. Wahan thi mummy, ek neem ke ped ke neeche bench par baithi, dupatta kandhe se sarka hua. Aur uske paas ek ladka tha—lamba, patla, shayad 22 saal ka, chehre par ek nakhrili muskaan aur hath uske ghutne par. Mummy uske paas jhuki, aur phir—dono ne ek doosre ko chuma. Chhota sa nahi, balki dheema, gehra chumban, mummy ke hath uske gaal ko chhoo rahe the.

Mera saans ruk gaya. “Yeh kya ho raha hai?” maine apne aap se kaha, muthhiyan bheench li. Woh ladka—Aftab, jiska naam mujhe baad mein pata chala—chautha saal ka student tha, apne jadooi andaaz ke liye mashhoor. Aur wahan thi mummy, college ki ladkiyon ki tarah hasti, aankhein chamakti hui.

Main ek ped ke peeche chhup gaya, dil zor se dhadakta hua. Soch raha tha ki wahan jaoon ya bhaag jaoon, par pair jaise zameen mein gad gaye. Main bas dekhta raha—Aftab ne mummy ke kaan mein kuch kaha, aur woh phir has padi. Dono khade hue, hath ek doosre ko chhoote hue, aur shaam ke andhere mein gaon ki taraf chal diye.

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### Chapter 2:

Us din ke baad, mera dimaag ek bhanwar ban gaya tha—gussa, sharam, aur woh ajeeb si tadap jo mujhe har pal kha rahi thi. Main mummy se bolna chahta tha, usse saamne khada hokar poochhna chahta tha ki yeh sab kya hai—Aftab ke saath yeh gandagi kyun? Meri maa, 38 saal ki Neelam, ek 22 saal ke ladke ke saath? Har subah main apne aap se kehta, “Aaj bol doonga. Usko samjhaoonga.” Library ke kone mein baithkar apne dil ko thapthapata, “Bablu, himmat kar. Yeh galat hai, tu fattu nahi hai.” Par jaise hi mummy ki woh hasi ya uska chehra yaad aata, meri saans ruk jati, haath kaampne lagte, aur woh fattu Bablu wapas aa jata—chup, bebas, besahara.

Mummy ko kuch pata nahi tha ki maine unhe park mein dekha tha. Woh apni khushi mein mast thi—subah course ke liye college aati, peeli salwar suit mein chamakti hui, dupatta kandhe par lapeta hua, aur shaam ko Aftab ke saath ghul jati. Main sochta tha ki unhe range haathon pakad loonga, unka yeh ganda khel khatam kar doonga. Isliye main unka peecha karne laga—kabhi park ke paas chhup jata, kabhi gaon ki sadak par nazar rakhta, har waqt aankhein khuli rakhta ki kahin woh dono nazar aa jayein. Har baar dil mein ek aag jalti—ki aaj pakad loonga, aaj bol doonga. Par har baar meri himmat jawab de jati.

Phir ek shaam, college khatam hone ke baad, woh din aa gaya. Main library mein baitha tha, khidki ke paas kitab khuli padi thi, jab mujhe kuch dikha—mummy aur Aftab tezi se college ke peeche wale hisse ki taraf ja rahe the. Mummy ka dupatta hawa mein ud raha tha, aur Aftab uske paas tha, dono ke chehre par ek ajeeb si jaldi. Mera dil dhadak gaya. Main kitab chhodkar daud pada, bag ek taraf phenka, aur unke peeche bhaaga. Woh science lab ki taraf gaye—woh purana lab jo shaam ke baad band rehta tha, par aaj darwaza khula tha. Main chupke se paas gaya, saans rokkar, pair dheeme rakhkar, aur lab ke darwaze ke peeche chhup gaya. Jo dekha, usne mujhe andar se hila diya.

Lab mein andhera tha, bas ek khidki se thodi si roshni aa rahi thi. Mummy wahan thi, peeli salwar suit mein, dupatta zameen par gira hua. Aftab uske saamne khada tha, pant ka zip kholta hua, aur mummy—meri maa—uske saamne ghutno par baith gayi. Usne Aftab ka lund haath mein liya, ek pal usse dekha, aur phir muh mein le liya. Woh jaldi mein thi, jaise bhookhi ho—uske haath Aftab ki kamar par ghoom rahe the, aur woh tezi se usse chusne lagi. “Slurp… slurp…” woh gandi awaaz lab ki deewaron se takrati hui goonj rahi thi, har ek gunj mere dil ko cheer rahi thi. Aftab ke haath mummy ke baalon mein ghus gaye, usne uske sir ko pakadkar apni taraf kheencha, aur dheere-dheere apni kamar hilane laga. “Arre Neelam, tu toh expert hai yaar,” usne hanskar kaha, “Yeh blowjob toh lab ka sabse bada experiment hai!” Mummy ke muh se ek halki hasi nikli, par woh ruk nahi—uski zabaan uske lund par ghoom rahi thi, aankhein band, jaise woh usme khoyi hui ho.

Main darwaze ke peeche chhup gaya, dil zor-zor se dhadakta hua. Aftab ne mummy ko khada kiya, uska kurta upar uthaya, salwar ka nada khola—sab kuch jaldi-jaldi, jaise dono ke andar aag lagi ho. Mummy zameen par let gayi, uski salwar ghutno tak sarki hui, aur Aftab uske upar chadh gaya. Usne apna lund mummy ke andar ghused diya, ek zor ka dhakka mara, aur mummy ke muh se ek cheekh si nikli—“Ahh!” Woh dheere nahi, balki tezi se usse chodne laga, gandi tarah se, jaise koi janwar. Mummy ke haath Aftab ke kandhon par jakde hue the, uski taangein faili hui, aur woh uske har dhakke ke saath siskiyaan le rahi thi—“Ahh… ahh… zor se…” Har siski lab mein goonj rahi thi, deewaron se takrati hui, mere kaanon mein ghuskar mujhe maar rahi thi. Aftab ke chehre par wahi nakhrili muskaan thi, woh bola, “Neelam, tu meri chemistry teacher ban ja—yeh reaction toh full marks ka hai!” Mummy has padi, uski siskiyon ke beech, aur Aftab ne uske kaan mein kuch kaha, jisse woh aur zor se siski.

Woh dono apni duniya mein khoye hue the—mummy ki aankhein band, uska chehra pasine se bheega hua, aur Aftab uske upar jhukkar usse tezi se pel raha tha. Usne mummy ke kurte ke button khole, uski chhati ko chhua, aur phir uske nipples ko muh mein liya, chusne laga. Mummy ke muh se ek lambi siski nikli—“Ohh… Aftab…”—aur uski awaaz lab mein goonjti rahi. Aftab ne phir ek ganda joke mara, “Tere yeh boobs toh lab ke test tubes se bhi perfect hain!” Mummy hasi, uske haath Aftab ke baalon mein ghus gaye, aur woh usse aur kheenchne lagi. Sex lamba chala—Aftab kabhi dheere, kabhi tezi se dhakke marta, mummy uske neeche machalti hui, dono ke paseene ki khushboo lab mein bhar gayi. Aakhir mein, Aftab ne ek zor ka dhakka mara, mummy ke muh se ek cheekh nikli, aur dono ek saath ruk gaye, saans lete hue, paseene mein nahaye hue.

Mere pair zameen mein gad gaye. Main chillana chahta tha, wahan jakar Aftab ko dhakka dena chahta tha, par mera jism jaise mar gaya ho. Dil toofan ban gaya tha, par main kuch nahi kar saka. Mujhe gussa aaya, ghin aayi, par andar kahin ek junoon bhi tha—jaise main yeh dekhna chahta tha, jaise yeh meri saza thi. Woh dono uthkar kapde theek karne lage, aur main wahan se bhaag gaya, dil toota hua, dimaag mein woh goonj abhi bhi zinda.

Usi raat, hostel mess mein khane ke waqt, maine mummy ko dekha. Woh wahan baithi thi, akeli, ek plate mein roti aur sabzi rakhi hui. Usne kapde badal liye the—ab woh ek neeli salwar suit mein thi, baal bandhe hue, jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Main uske paas gaya, dil mein ek chhota sa ummeed ka diya jalakar, socha ki shayad baat kar loon. Par jaise hi maine usse dekha, usne nazar hata li—jaise main koi anjaan hoon. Main uske table ke paas ruk gaya, bola, “Mummy, ek baat karni hai.” Usne mujhe ek thandi nazar di, phir chupchap roti todne lagi, mujhe jawab tak nahi diya. Hum dono anjaan ban rahe the—woh apni roti kha rahi thi, aur main wahan khada, haath mein plate liye, himmat tooti hui. Main kuch aur keh nahi saka, bas wahan se chala gaya, woh gunj aur siskiyan mere dil mein abhi bhi band, aur main us andhere mein doobta ja raha tha.

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### Chapter 3

Us raat ke baad, meri neend ek zeher ban chuki thi. Har baar aankhein band karta, woh lab ka andhera mere dimaag mein ghus jata—mummy ki siskiyan, Aftab ki gandi hasi, aur woh gunj jo mere kaanon mein ab tak bajti thi. Main bistar par tadapta, pasine se tar, har baar cheekh kar uth jata—“Nahin, mummy, nahin!” Sapne mein bhi main wahi tha—ek fattu, chhupkar dekhta hua, haath-pair bandhe hue. Subah tak aankhein laal, dil bhaari, aur dimaag mein ek hi sawal—yeh sab meri zindagi mein kyun?

Mummy aur Aftab ab har jagah saath dikhne lage—park mein, canteen ke kone mein, gaon ki sadak par—ek doosre ke paas, jaise koi alag na kar sake. Ek din, canteen ke bahar, kuch ladkon ki baatein mere kaan mein padi. “Aftab ki nayi girlfriend dekhi? Neelam, skill course wali—banda toh full set hai!” ek ladka bola, haskar. Dusra hans pada, “Arre, Aftab ne toh jackpot mara—jawan ladkiyon ko chhodkar aunty ko line de diya!” Woh log mazaak uda rahe the, aur mera khoon khaul gaya. Girlfriend? Meri maa ko Aftab ki girlfriend bol rahe the? Yeh baat mere gale se neeche nahi utri. Gussa toh aaya, par usse bada tha woh bebas sa dard—ki yeh sab maine khud bulaya tha. Maine mummy se kaha tha ki humara rishta chhupao, aur ab woh meri aankhon ke saamne kisi aur ki ban gayi thi.

Mummy ko pata hi nahi tha ki mujhe uska raaz maloom hai. Woh apni khushi mein jee rahi thi, Aftab ke saath has-muskura rahi thi, aur main usse baat karne ki koshish mein har baar nakam. Ek din hostel mess mein, raat ke khane ke waqt, woh akeli baithi thi—neeli salwar suit mein, roti aur daal ke saath. Main uske paas gaya, dil mein ek chhoti si himmat lekar. “Mummy, ek minute suno,” maine dheeme se kaha, awaaz mein woh bechari si minnat. Usne mujhe dekha bhi nahi—bas roti todti rahi, jaise main wahan tha hi nahi. “Mummy, please, baat karni hai,” maine phir kaha, par meri awaaz toot gayi, ek bheegi si pukar. Woh chup rahi, aankhein jhukaye, ek shabd nahi bola. Main wahan khada raha, plate haath mein liye, log mujhe ghoorte hue, aur phir himmat haar kar wapas chala gaya. Yeh thi meri koshish—pathetic, jaise main uska beta nahi, koi anjaan bikhari hoon.

Par main ruk nahi saka. Unka peecha karna meri zindagi ban gaya—ek pagalpan, ek bimari. Har shaam library ke baad, main unhe dhoondta—himmat jutane ke liye nahi, bas dekhne ke liye ki woh kya kar rahe hain. Meri aankhein un par chipki rehti thi, har harkat, har pal, jaise main unke jismon ka har tukda yaad karna chahta hoon. Par har baar, jo dekha, usne mujhe aur gehre andhere mein dhakel diya. Main unhe kai baar pakad chuka tha—chhupkar, aankhein phati hui, dil toota hua.

Pehli baar skill course ki class ke dauran. Main apne lecture ke baad wahan se guzar raha tha, jab ek khula darwaza dikha—cleaner aane wala tha, isliye shayad band nahi kiya gaya. Andar jhankne ki adat ne mujhe roka—aur wahan mummy thi, ek kone mein, Aftab ke paas baithi. Class khatam hone ke baad log ja chuke the, par woh dono ruk gaye the. Mummy ka haath Aftab ki pant ke andar tha, uska lund pakadkar tezi se hilati hui. Uski ungliyan uske sakht lund par ghoom rahi thi, upar-neeche, ek taan mein, jaise woh isme mahir ho. Aftab aankhein band kiye, maze le raha tha, uski saansein bhaari, aur mummy usse dekhti hui, ek chhoti si muskaan ke saath, jaise usse khushi dekar woh khud khush ho rahi ho. Main darwaze ke paas chhup gaya, dil zor se dhadakta hua, aankhein uske haath par jami hui—har hilawat, har dabav, har second. Meri gharwali maa—woh homely aurat jo Mumbai mein papa ke liye chai banati thi, ghar sambhalti thi—yahan ek jawan ladke ko handjob de rahi thi? Yeh soch bhi mere dimaag se bahar thi. Main usse sadi-sudi, susheel samajhta tha, par yeh kya thi woh? Aftab ne uske kaan mein kuch kaha, aur mummy has padi, uska haath aur tezi se chala, uske lund se precum nikalne laga, aur main dekhta raha—ek pagal ki tarah, shocked aur bebas.

Dusri baar boys’ hostel mein. Aftab, chautha saal ka student hone ke naate, ek private kamra rakhta tha—aur usne chalaki se mummy ko wahan le gaya. Main unka peecha kar raha tha jab woh hostel ki taraf gaye. Aftab ne guard ko paise dekar chup karaya, aur mummy ko andar le gaya. Main chhupte hue peeche gaya, khidki ke paas rukkar jhanka—hawa ke liye khidki thodi khuli thi, aur wahan mummy thi, bistar par nangi, Aftab uske upar. Woh usse tezi se chod raha tha, uska lund mummy ke andar-baahar, zor-zor se dhakke maarte hue. Mummy ki taangein faili hui, uske haath Aftab ke kandhon par jakde, aur woh siskiyaan le rahi thi—“Ahh… Aftab… aur zor se…” Uska chehra pasine se bheega, aankhein band, par ek khushi thi usme—woh Aftab ke har dhakke ke saath usse kheenchti, apni kamar uthakar uska saath deti, jaise woh usme khona chahti ho. Aftab hasa, “Neelam, tera yeh course toh mera favorite hai!” aur usne uske nipples ko muh mein liya, chusne laga, mummy ke muh se ek lambi siski nikli—“Ohh…” Main khidki ke paas khada, unhe dekhta raha—mummy ka jism Aftab ke neeche machalta hua, uski chhati uchalti hui, uske honth khule hue, aur mera dimaag unke har pal par atka—ek hyper-focused pagal, jo har saans, har harkat ginta raha.

Teesri baar college ke purane auditorium mein, ek chhote se store ke paas. Shaam ka waqt tha, sab ja chuke the, aur main unka peecha karte-karte wahan pahunch gaya. Darwaza adha khula tha—shayad unhone sunsaan jagah chuni thi—aur andar mummy ghutno par baithi thi, Aftab ka lund muh mein liye. Woh tezi se chus rahi thi, uski zabaan uske lund ke charon taraf ghoomti hui, geeli awaaz auditorium ki goonj mein badhti hui. Aftab ke haath uske baalon mein, woh bola, “Neelam, tu toh meri star performer hai!” aur mummy ne usse aankhein uthakar dekha, ek muskaan ke saath, phir aur zor se chusa—uske haath Aftab ki kamar par, usse apni taraf kheenchte hue, jaise woh uske maze ke liye puri tarah se samarpit ho. Aftab ka lund uske muh mein andar-baahar, mummy ke honth us par chipke hue, aur woh uske har bol par has padti, uski awaaz gandi par khushi se bhari. Main darwaze ke peeche chhupa, unhe dekhta raha—mummy ka muh Aftab ke saath ek rhythm mein, uske gaal bheegte hue, uski aankhein band, aur mera dimaag us har pal ko zeher ki tarah pi gaya—ek watchman ki tarah, jo har detail yaad rakhna chahta ho.

Har baar main himmat jutane ke liye peeche gaya, par har baar yeh nazare—mummy ka Aftab ke saath yeh sex, uski khushi, uska saath—mujhe rok deta. Woh siskiyan, Aftab ke gande mazak, aur unki woh puri tarah se ek doosre mein ghuli hui duniya—yeh sab meri aankhon ke saamne ek saza ban gaya tha. Raat ko sapne aur bhi gande ho gaye—lab ki goonj, hostel ki siskiyan, auditorium ki awaaz—sab ek saath mere dimaag mein ghoomte. Main bistar par cheekhta, “Nahin, mummy, ruk jao!” par har baar aankh khulne par wahi sach—main bebas tha, ek fattu, jo apni maa ko kisi aur ke saath dekhne ke siwa kuch nahi kar sakta. Yeh zindagi ab meri qaid thi, aur main usme doobta ja raha tha—ek pagalpan mein, jahan har nazara mujhe aur andar tak tod raha tha.

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Mast plot hai.bht potential hai. Story ko aage badhne ke liye ye dikha skte ho ki dono ka affair shuru kse hua. Kisne pehel kri. Neelam kse seduce hui

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bhai update please

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Good story continue

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Mummy aur aftab

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waiting for update bro, please update