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is part ki 1st story ek dum real life event hai !!
Ravi ki sanskari mom aur fufaji! (name changed)
Mera naam Ravi hai, actually name changed hai, kyunki yeh story bohot personal aur dark hai. Main 20 saal ka hoon, ek chhote se town mein rehta hoon, jahan sab log ek doosre ko jaante hain. Meri mom, Shanta, 42 ki hai – bilkul sanskari aur bholi si aurat. Wo subah uth ke pehle pooja karti hai, mandir jaati hai, sindoor lagati hai, mangalsutra pehenti hai, aur din bhar ghar ke kaam mein lagi rehti hai. Uski figure thodi chubby hai, matlab 36-32-38 jaisi, fair skin, lambi kaali zulfein, lekin wo hamesha saree ya salwar suit pehenti hai, kabhi galat soch nahi rakhti. Log usko dekh ke bolte hain ki kitni pativrata hai, lekin main jaanta tha ki wo sirf humare liye jeeti hai. Dad 48 ke hain, government job mein hain, bohot busy rehte hain, chuttiyan kam milti hain. Hum teeno ek chhote se ghar mein rehte hain, normal family life.Yeh baat pichhle saal ki hai, hamare ek door ke relative ki shaadi thi, ek bade se function hall mein, town se thoda door. Dad ko office se chutti nahi mili, kyunki unka boss strict tha, toh unhone kaha ki main aur mom hi jaao, family represent karne ke liye. Mom excited thi, kyunki shaadi ke functions usko pasand hain – mehendi, sangeet, sab. Hum dono train se gaye, raat ko pahunche. Wahan bohot log the – relatives, dost, pura crowd. Mom ne red saree pehni thi, blouse deep neck wala, lekin wo bilkul unaware thi ki wo kitni sexy lag rahi thi. Main bhi suit pehen ke ready tha.Shaadi ka main function chal raha tha, lights, music, dance floor pe log naach rahe the. Main apne cousins ke saath baitha tha, mom ladies side pe thi, baatein kar rahi thi. Achanak maine notice kiya ki mera fufa ji, Rajesha – jo meri bua ka husband hai, 45 saal ka strong body wala aadmi, business karta hai – wo mom ki taraf dekh raha tha. Wo thoda door khada tha, lekin usne haath se ishara kiya, jaise kuch keh raha ho. Mom ne palat ke dekha, aur halki si smile di, phir haath se reply kiya – jaise "thodi der mein" wala ishara. Mera dil thoda dhadka, kyunki fufa ji aur mom family mein normal baatein karte the, lekin yeh ishara kuch alag laga. Maine socha shayad main overthink kar raha hoon, mom toh sanskari hai, wo aisa kuch nahi karti. Phir bhi, mera doubt badh gaya. Main un dono pe nazar rakhne laga, lekin function mein itna crowd tha ki sab mix ho gaye.Kareeb ek ghanta baad, dinner time tha. Sab log khana kha rahe the, main plate leke baitha tha. Mom ko dekha, wo apni saheliyon ke saath thi, lekin achanak wo uthi aur bahar ki taraf gayi, jaise washroom ja rahi ho. Maine plate rakha aur chupke se uska peechha kiya. Wo hall se bahar nikli, parking lot ki taraf gayi. Wahan bohot cars khadi thi, andhera tha, sirf street lights. Maine dekha ki mom ruk gayi, aur fufa ji ki car ke paas pahunchi – wo black SUV thi, jo main pehchaanta tha kyunki fufa ji aksar usme aate the. Fufa ji andar baithe the, engine on tha. Mom ne door khola aur andar baith gayi, front seat pe. Car start hui aur aage chal gayi, road pe.Mera dimag ghum gaya. Yeh kya ho raha hai? Maine socha shayad kuch family matter discuss karne ja rahe hain, lekin raat ke 11 baje? Doubt bohot strong ho gaya. Maine jaldi se ghar se scooty ki chabi uthayi – humara guest house wahan paas hi tha jahan hum rukne aaye the – aur scooty start ki. Main unke peeche gaya, lekin door se, taaki notice na ho. Car town se bahar ki taraf gayi, hamare family ke khet ki taraf. Wahan raat mein koi nahi hota, sirf fields aur ped. Kareeb 10 minute baad, car ruk gayi – ek bade ped ke neeche, andhere mein. Scooty ki light off karke main thoda door rok diya, aur paidal aage badha. Dil zor se dhadak raha tha, haath paon thande ho gaye the. Mera mann bol raha tha: "Nahi, mom aisi nahi hai. Wo sanskari hai, pooja karti hai, dad se pyar karti hai. Shayad kuch galatفه samajh raha hoon. Fufa ji toh family hai, wo mom ko aisa nahi dekhte. Yeh sab mera waham hai, porn zyada dekhne se dimag kharab ho gaya hai." Lekin doosri taraf ek thrill bhi tha, jaise kuch forbidden dekhne wala hoon. Guilt aur excitement mix ho gaye, saans tez chal rahi thi, main chhupte chhupate aage badha.Car thodi hil rahi thi, jaise andar movement ho. Windows open the, shayad AC off tha. Main dheere se paas pahuncha, ped ke peeche chhup ke. Andar jhaank ke dekha – oh god, mera dil ruk gaya. Mom topless baithi thi, blouse utara hua tha, bra bhi neeche, uske bade bade boobs bahar the, pink nipples erect. Fufa ji pant khuli hui thi, lund bahar, mota aur lamba, aur mom usko muh mein leke choos rahi thi. Wo upar neeche kar rahi thi, slurp ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Fufa ji ka haath mom ke baalon mein tha, wo bol raha tha, "Ahh Shanta, kitni acchi choosti hai tu, tere pati ko pata nahi kya miss kar raha hai." Mom ki aankhein band thi, wo focus se choos rahi thi, jaise enjoy kar rahi ho.Mera mann aur confuse ho gaya: "Yeh kaise? Mom, jo subah mandir jaati hai, sindoor lagati hai, wo yahan aisa? Nahi, yeh sapna hai. Fufa ji toh bua ke husband hai, family mein, wo mom ko aisa kaise? Main ruk jaun ya bhaag jaun? Agar dad ko pata chala toh ghar toot jayega." Lekin main wahan khada raha, lund khada ho gaya tha, guilt se mar raha tha lekin dekh raha tha.Fir fufa ji ne mom ko roka, bola, "Chal ab upar aa ja, time kam hai." Mom uthi, usne saree aur petticoat upar utha liye, panty neeche ki, aur fufa ji ke lund pe baith gayi. Lund dheere dheere uski chut mein ghus gaya, mom ne moan kiya, "Ahh Rajesh, dheere... bohot mota hai tera." Fufa ji hasa, "Teri chut tight hai abhi bhi, tere pati ka chhota hoga shayad." Mom upar neeche hone lagi, boobs bounce kar rahe the. Fufa ji ne unko pakad liya, zor se dabaya, nipples ko choosa, kat bhi liya. Mom ki saansein tez, wo bol rahi thi, "Haan, aur zor se... ahh." Kareeb 15 minute tak yeh chala, car hil rahi thi, awaazein aa rahi thi – slap slap ki, wet sounds. Fir fufa ji ne mom ki kamar pakdi aur neeche se dhakke maare, mom chillayi, "Main jhad rahi hoon!" Aur fufa ji bhi jhad gaye, unka cum mom ki chut mein bhar diya, beej ki tarah, gehra andar.Mom haaf rahi thi, side pe baith gayi, boobs abhi bhi bahar. Fufa ji ne cigarette jalayi, smoke karne lage, casual si baat ki, "Kitne din baad mila tu, Shanta. Tere jaisi aurat nahi mili kabhi." Mom muskurayi, "Tum bhi na, risky hai yeh sab." Fir fufa ji ne mom ke baal pakde, zor se kheenche, aur uska muh apne lund pe sata diya, bola, "Saaf kar pehle, phir baatein." Mom ne lund choosa, cum aur juices saaf kiye, jaise obedient wife.Fir dono ne kapde theek kiye – mom ne bra pehni, blouse hook kiya, saree adjust ki, makeup touch up kiya mirror mein. Fufa ji ne pant band ki, shirt theek ki. Car start ki aur wapas function ki taraf chal diye, jaise kuch hua hi nahi. Main wahan chhupa raha, dil dhadak raha tha, lund se pre-cum nikal raha tha. Jab wo chale gaye, main scooty leke wapas aaya, function mein pahuncha. Mom wahan baithi thi, normal smile de rahi thi, jaise kuch nahi hua. Fufa ji bhi relatives se baat kar rahe the, mom ki taraf dekha bhi nahi. Main unko dekh ke soch raha tha, "Yeh kaise possible? Mom sanskari hai, lekin ab main jaanta hoon uska raaz." Us raat so nahi paya, har baar woh scene yaad aata tha, aur main masturbate karta raha. Yeh mera first cuck experience tha, aur ab main addicted ho gaya tha aise thoughts ko.
Ravi ke andar chal raha tha ek gehra manasik sangharsh, aur use purani baaton ki yaadein baar-baar satane lagi thi.
Us raat function se wapas aane ke baad, hum guest house mein pahunche. Mom ne kaha, "Beta, thak gayi hoon, so jaati hoon," aur apne room mein chali gayi, bilkul normal si. Main bhi apne bed pe let gaya, lights off ki, lekin neend kahaan aa rahi thi? Aankhein band karta toh wohi scene saamne aa jaata – mom car mein topless, boobs bahar, fufa ji ka lund muh mein, phir wo upar baith ke upar neeche... ahh, yeh kaise? Mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha, haath paon thande ho gaye the, lekin lund khada ho jaata tha yaad aate hi. Main bed pe karwat badalta raha, pillow pe muh daba ke sochta raha: "Mom, tum sanskari ho, subah pooja karti ho, dad se itna pyar karti ho, phir fufa ji ke saath yeh sab? Wo toh family hai, bua ke husband, tum unko bhaiya ji bolti ho functions mein. Yeh betrayal hai, dad ke saath dhokha. Agar dad ko pata chala toh wo mar jayenge, ghar toot jayega. Aur main? Main kyun nahi roka? Kyun wahan khada dekh raha tha jaise porn movie? Yeh mera galat hai, main cuck ban gaya hoon, mom ko aise dekh ke excite ho raha hoon. Nahi, yeh nahi ho sakta, shayad sapna tha, galat dekha maine. Mom itni bholi hai, wo force se toh nahi... lekin usne moan kiya tha, enjoy kar rahi thi. Kyun? Dad satisfy nahi karte? Ya fufa ji ka charm? Ahh, yeh thoughts band karo, so jao." Lekin neend nahi aati, bar bar woh awaazein yaad aati – slurp slurp, mom ka "ahh Rajesh", fufa ji ka "teri chut tight hai". Main uth ke paani piya, bathroom gaya, mirror mein khud ko dekha – chehra laal, aankhein laal. Guilt se mar raha tha, lekin thrill bhi tha, jaise ek secret jaan gaya hoon jo duniya nahi jaanti.Fir dheere dheere purani yaadein yaad aane lagi, jaise puzzle ke pieces connect ho rahe the. Yaad aaya, do saal pehle, jab main college mein tha, class 10th mein. Dad office gaye the, aur fufa ji achanak ghar aaye the, bol ke "business ke silsile mein town aaya hoon, thodi der rukta hoon". Main college se lunch break mein ghar aaya tha kuch bhool gaya tha, toh dekha fufa ji mom ke saath living room mein baithe the, bohot close, haath mom ke haath pe. Mom has rahi thi, jaise flirt kar rahi ho. Maine socha shayad normal baat, lekin ab samajh aa raha tha. Us din fufa ji dopahar tak ruk gaye, jab main college wapas gaya, aur shaam ko mom ka chehra alag tha, thoda red, jaise thaki hui. Dad aaye toh mom ne kaha "bhaiya ji aaye the, chai pi gaye". Aur ek baar, last summer, dad ko outstation training ke liye jaana pada tha 3 din ke liye. Fufa ji usi time aaye, bol ke "bua bimar hai, medicines laane aaya hoon". Lekin wo ghar pe dopahar ko aate, main college jaata tha subah 9 baje, shaam 5 baje wapas. Ek din jaldi aa gaya tha exam khatam hone se, toh ghar ka door lock tha andar se, maine khidki se jhaanka, mom bedroom mein thi, saree uljhi hui, bed messy, aur fufa ji bathroom se nikal rahe the towel mein. Mom ne jaldi kapde theek kiye, aur mujhe dekh ke boli "beta, tu jaldi aa gaya? Fufa ji aaye the paani ka issue tha". Ab sab connect ho raha tha – fufa ji hamesha tab aate jab dad ghar pe nahi hote, aur main college ya college mein. Shayad yeh saalon se chal raha hai. Mom ki wo smile, fufa ji ka confident look – sab ab suspicious lag raha tha. Main soch raha tha, "Kya mom ko blackmail kar raha hai? Ya wo khud chahti hai? Dad ko bataun? Nahi, wo heart attack se mar jayenge. Ya main chup rahun aur dekhun?" Us raat 3 baje tak jagta raha, bar bar masturbate kiya woh scene yaad kar ke, phir guilt mein roya. Yeh meri life ka turning point tha, ab main mom ko alag nazar se dekhne laga tha.
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- Apni sanskari maa ko nude dekha ho (bathroom, changing, ya galti se)?
- Maa ko kisi aur mard ke saath chudwate catch kiya ho (uncle, fufa, neighbor, teacher, boss – kis ke saath)?
- Khud incest side pe kuch kiya ho (touch, force, ya maa ke saath forbidden moment)?
- Maa ka phone check kiya ho aur dirty chats/photos dekhe ho?
- Ya chhup ke watch kiya jab uski chut mein beej bhara ja raha tha?
Kitna bhi ganda, shameful ya twisted ho – sab batao. Fake wale bilkul mat aana.DM karo full details ke saath, main uspe ek lambi realistic gandi kahani likh dunga – emotions, buildup, dialogues sab kuch. Privacy 100% pakki, naam/location badal dunga, koi risk nahi.Serious cuck/incest bete hi DM karo… waiting for your dark raaz
"is part ki 1st story ek dum real life event hai !!
Ravi ki sanskari mom aur fufaji! (name changed)
Mera naam Ravi hai, actually name changed hai, kyunki yeh story bohot personal aur dark hai. Main 20 saal ka hoon, ek chhote se town mein rehta hoon, jahan sab log ek doosre ko jaante hain. Meri mom, Shanta, 42 ki hai – bilkul sanskari aur bholi si aurat. Wo subah uth ke pehle pooja karti hai, mandir jaati hai, sindoor lagati hai, mangalsutra pehenti hai, aur din bhar ghar ke kaam mein lagi rehti hai. Uski figure thodi chubby hai, matlab 36-32-38 jaisi, fair skin, lambi kaali zulfein, lekin wo hamesha saree ya salwar suit pehenti hai, kabhi galat soch nahi rakhti. Log usko dekh ke bolte hain ki kitni pativrata hai, lekin main jaanta tha ki wo sirf humare liye jeeti hai. Dad 48 ke hain, government job mein hain, bohot busy rehte hain, chuttiyan kam milti hain. Hum teeno ek chhote se ghar mein rehte hain, normal family life.Yeh baat pichhle saal ki hai, hamare ek door ke relative ki shaadi thi, ek bade se function hall mein, town se thoda door. Dad ko office se chutti nahi mili, kyunki unka boss strict tha, toh unhone kaha ki main aur mom hi jaao, family represent karne ke liye. Mom excited thi, kyunki shaadi ke functions usko pasand hain – mehendi, sangeet, sab. Hum dono train se gaye, raat ko pahunche. Wahan bohot log the – relatives, dost, pura crowd. Mom ne red saree pehni thi, blouse deep neck wala, lekin wo bilkul unaware thi ki wo kitni sexy lag rahi thi. Main bhi suit pehen ke ready tha.Shaadi ka main function chal raha tha, lights, music, dance floor pe log naach rahe the. Main apne cousins ke saath baitha tha, mom ladies side pe thi, baatein kar rahi thi. Achanak maine notice kiya ki mera fufa ji, Rajesha – jo meri bua ka husband hai, 45 saal ka strong body wala aadmi, business karta hai – wo mom ki taraf dekh raha tha. Wo thoda door khada tha, lekin usne haath se ishara kiya, jaise kuch keh raha ho. Mom ne palat ke dekha, aur halki si smile di, phir haath se reply kiya – jaise "thodi der mein" wala ishara. Mera dil thoda dhadka, kyunki fufa ji aur mom family mein normal baatein karte the, lekin yeh ishara kuch alag laga. Maine socha shayad main overthink kar raha hoon, mom toh sanskari hai, wo aisa kuch nahi karti. Phir bhi, mera doubt badh gaya. Main un dono pe nazar rakhne laga, lekin function mein itna crowd tha ki sab mix ho gaye.Kareeb ek ghanta baad, dinner time tha. Sab log khana kha rahe the, main plate leke baitha tha. Mom ko dekha, wo apni saheliyon ke saath thi, lekin achanak wo uthi aur bahar ki taraf gayi, jaise washroom ja rahi ho. Maine plate rakha aur chupke se uska peechha kiya. Wo hall se bahar nikli, parking lot ki taraf gayi. Wahan bohot cars khadi thi, andhera tha, sirf street lights. Maine dekha ki mom ruk gayi, aur fufa ji ki car ke paas pahunchi – wo black SUV thi, jo main pehchaanta tha kyunki fufa ji aksar usme aate the. Fufa ji andar baithe the, engine on tha. Mom ne door khola aur andar baith gayi, front seat pe. Car start hui aur aage chal gayi, road pe.Mera dimag ghum gaya. Yeh kya ho raha hai? Maine socha shayad kuch family matter discuss karne ja rahe hain, lekin raat ke 11 baje? Doubt bohot strong ho gaya. Maine jaldi se ghar se scooty ki chabi uthayi – humara guest house wahan paas hi tha jahan hum rukne aaye the – aur scooty start ki. Main unke peeche gaya, lekin door se, taaki notice na ho. Car town se bahar ki taraf gayi, hamare family ke khet ki taraf. Wahan raat mein koi nahi hota, sirf fields aur ped. Kareeb 10 minute baad, car ruk gayi – ek bade ped ke neeche, andhere mein. Scooty ki light off karke main thoda door rok diya, aur paidal aage badha. Dil zor se dhadak raha tha, haath paon thande ho gaye the. Mera mann bol raha tha: "Nahi, mom aisi nahi hai. Wo sanskari hai, pooja karti hai, dad se pyar karti hai. Shayad kuch galatفه samajh raha hoon. Fufa ji toh family hai, wo mom ko aisa nahi dekhte. Yeh sab mera waham hai, porn zyada dekhne se dimag kharab ho gaya hai." Lekin doosri taraf ek thrill bhi tha, jaise kuch forbidden dekhne wala hoon. Guilt aur excitement mix ho gaye, saans tez chal rahi thi, main chhupte chhupate aage badha.Car thodi hil rahi thi, jaise andar movement ho. Windows open the, shayad AC off tha. Main dheere se paas pahuncha, ped ke peeche chhup ke. Andar jhaank ke dekha – oh god, mera dil ruk gaya. Mom topless baithi thi, blouse utara hua tha, bra bhi neeche, uske bade bade boobs bahar the, pink nipples erect. Fufa ji pant khuli hui thi, lund bahar, mota aur lamba, aur mom usko muh mein leke choos rahi thi. Wo upar neeche kar rahi thi, slurp ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Fufa ji ka haath mom ke baalon mein tha, wo bol raha tha, "Ahh Shanta, kitni acchi choosti hai tu, tere pati ko pata nahi kya miss kar raha hai." Mom ki aankhein band thi, wo focus se choos rahi thi, jaise enjoy kar rahi ho.Mera mann aur confuse ho gaya: "Yeh kaise? Mom, jo subah mandir jaati hai, sindoor lagati hai, wo yahan aisa? Nahi, yeh sapna hai. Fufa ji toh bua ke husband hai, family mein, wo mom ko aisa kaise? Main ruk jaun ya bhaag jaun? Agar dad ko pata chala toh ghar toot jayega." Lekin main wahan khada raha, lund khada ho gaya tha, guilt se mar raha tha lekin dekh raha tha.Fir fufa ji ne mom ko roka, bola, "Chal ab upar aa ja, time kam hai." Mom uthi, usne saree aur petticoat upar utha liye, panty neeche ki, aur fufa ji ke lund pe baith gayi. Lund dheere dheere uski chut mein ghus gaya, mom ne moan kiya, "Ahh Rajesh, dheere... bohot mota hai tera." Fufa ji hasa, "Teri chut tight hai abhi bhi, tere pati ka chhota hoga shayad." Mom upar neeche hone lagi, boobs bounce kar rahe the. Fufa ji ne unko pakad liya, zor se dabaya, nipples ko choosa, kat bhi liya. Mom ki saansein tez, wo bol rahi thi, "Haan, aur zor se... ahh." Kareeb 15 minute tak yeh chala, car hil rahi thi, awaazein aa rahi thi – slap slap ki, wet sounds. Fir fufa ji ne mom ki kamar pakdi aur neeche se dhakke maare, mom chillayi, "Main jhad rahi hoon!" Aur fufa ji bhi jhad gaye, unka cum mom ki chut mein bhar diya, beej ki tarah, gehra andar.Mom haaf rahi thi, side pe baith gayi, boobs abhi bhi bahar. Fufa ji ne cigarette jalayi, smoke karne lage, casual si baat ki, "Kitne din baad mila tu, Shanta. Tere jaisi aurat nahi mili kabhi." Mom muskurayi, "Tum bhi na, risky hai yeh sab." Fir fufa ji ne mom ke baal pakde, zor se kheenche, aur uska muh apne lund pe sata diya, bola, "Saaf kar pehle, phir baatein." Mom ne lund choosa, cum aur juices saaf kiye, jaise obedient wife.Fir dono ne kapde theek kiye – mom ne bra pehni, blouse hook kiya, saree adjust ki, makeup touch up kiya mirror mein. Fufa ji ne pant band ki, shirt theek ki. Car start ki aur wapas function ki taraf chal diye, jaise kuch hua hi nahi. Main wahan chhupa raha, dil dhadak raha tha, lund se pre-cum nikal raha tha. Jab wo chale gaye, main scooty leke wapas aaya, function mein pahuncha. Mom wahan baithi thi, normal smile de rahi thi, jaise kuch nahi hua. Fufa ji bhi relatives se baat kar rahe the, mom ki taraf dekha bhi nahi. Main unko dekh ke soch raha tha, "Yeh kaise possible? Mom sanskari hai, lekin ab main jaanta hoon uska raaz." Us raat so nahi paya, har baar woh scene yaad aata tha, aur main masturbate karta raha. Yeh mera first cuck experience tha, aur ab main addicted ho gaya tha aise thoughts ko.
Ravi ke andar chal raha tha ek gehra manasik sangharsh, aur use purani baaton ki yaadein baar-baar satane lagi thi.
Us raat function se wapas aane ke baad, hum guest house mein pahunche. Mom ne kaha, "Beta, thak gayi hoon, so jaati hoon," aur apne room mein chali gayi, bilkul normal si. Main bhi apne bed pe let gaya, lights off ki, lekin neend kahaan aa rahi thi? Aankhein band karta toh wohi scene saamne aa jaata – mom car mein topless, boobs bahar, fufa ji ka lund muh mein, phir wo upar baith ke upar neeche... ahh, yeh kaise? Mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha, haath paon thande ho gaye the, lekin lund khada ho jaata tha yaad aate hi. Main bed pe karwat badalta raha, pillow pe muh daba ke sochta raha: "Mom, tum sanskari ho, subah pooja karti ho, dad se itna pyar karti ho, phir fufa ji ke saath yeh sab? Wo toh family hai, bua ke husband, tum unko bhaiya ji bolti ho functions mein. Yeh betrayal hai, dad ke saath dhokha. Agar dad ko pata chala toh wo mar jayenge, ghar toot jayega. Aur main? Main kyun nahi roka? Kyun wahan khada dekh raha tha jaise porn movie? Yeh mera galat hai, main cuck ban gaya hoon, mom ko aise dekh ke excite ho raha hoon. Nahi, yeh nahi ho sakta, shayad sapna tha, galat dekha maine. Mom itni bholi hai, wo force se toh nahi... lekin usne moan kiya tha, enjoy kar rahi thi. Kyun? Dad satisfy nahi karte? Ya fufa ji ka charm? Ahh, yeh thoughts band karo, so jao." Lekin neend nahi aati, bar bar woh awaazein yaad aati – slurp slurp, mom ka "ahh Rajesh", fufa ji ka "teri chut tight hai". Main uth ke paani piya, bathroom gaya, mirror mein khud ko dekha – chehra laal, aankhein laal. Guilt se mar raha tha, lekin thrill bhi tha, jaise ek secret jaan gaya hoon jo duniya nahi jaanti.Fir dheere dheere purani yaadein yaad aane lagi, jaise puzzle ke pieces connect ho rahe the. Yaad aaya, do saal pehle, jab main college mein tha, class 10th mein. Dad office gaye the, aur fufa ji achanak ghar aaye the, bol ke "business ke silsile mein town aaya hoon, thodi der rukta hoon". Main college se lunch break mein ghar aaya tha kuch bhool gaya tha, toh dekha fufa ji mom ke saath living room mein baithe the, bohot close, haath mom ke haath pe. Mom has rahi thi, jaise flirt kar rahi ho. Maine socha shayad normal baat, lekin ab samajh aa raha tha. Us din fufa ji dopahar tak ruk gaye, jab main college wapas gaya, aur shaam ko mom ka chehra alag tha, thoda red, jaise thaki hui. Dad aaye toh mom ne kaha "bhaiya ji aaye the, chai pi gaye". Aur ek baar, last summer, dad ko outstation training ke liye jaana pada tha 3 din ke liye. Fufa ji usi time aaye, bol ke "bua bimar hai, medicines laane aaya hoon". Lekin wo ghar pe dopahar ko aate, main college jaata tha subah 9 baje, shaam 5 baje wapas. Ek din jaldi aa gaya tha exam khatam hone se, toh ghar ka door lock tha andar se, maine khidki se jhaanka, mom bedroom mein thi, saree uljhi hui, bed messy, aur fufa ji bathroom se nikal rahe the towel mein. Mom ne jaldi kapde theek kiye, aur mujhe dekh ke boli "beta, tu jaldi aa gaya? Fufa ji aaye the paani ka issue tha". Ab sab connect ho raha tha – fufa ji hamesha tab aate jab dad ghar pe nahi hote, aur main college ya college mein. Shayad yeh saalon se chal raha hai. Mom ki wo smile, fufa ji ka confident look – sab ab suspicious lag raha tha. Main soch raha tha, "Kya mom ko blackmail kar raha hai? Ya wo khud chahti hai? Dad ko bataun? Nahi, wo heart attack se mar jayenge. Ya main chup rahun aur dekhun?" Us raat 3 baje tak jagta raha, bar bar masturbate kiya woh scene yaad kar ke, phir guilt mein roya. Yeh meri life ka turning point tha, ab main mom ko alag nazar se dekhne laga tha.
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