Me: Oh, fuck! ye paagalpan hai! maa! kya yeh sach mein tum ho?
Maa: ye tumhare maa hai, Baby!
Me: Mujhe yakin nahin ho raha hai. mai bilkul nahin kar sakta. Maine kabhi nahin socha tha ki main tumhen is tarah dekhunga.
Maa: Tumhe yakin nahin ho raha ki ye mai hun? Kya tumne mujhe yeh nightie pehane hue nahin dekha hai? Tumne dekha hai, Baby, kitni baar. Itni dinon tak tum TV dekhte hue bahut der tak sote rahe. aur, mai khud ko dekhne ke lie neeche aaya. maine kai baar ye gulabi sleevless nightie pehana hai. Mujhe mat batao ki tumne kabhi is par dhyaan nahin diya!
Me: maa…
Maa: ye vaaki main hun, baby. Photo mein tumhare maa hai.
Me: Mujhe abhi bhi yakin nahin ho raha hai ki ye ho raha hai, maa.
Maa: Aisa kya hai jis par tumhe yakin nahin ho raha? kya tumhen nahin laga ki mai tumhe apani yoni ki tasveer bhejne ki himmat karungi?
Me: Nahin! bas… nahin!!!!!
Maa: kyun? Tumne mujhe apne louda ke tasveer bheje the. Toh, main ehasan kyun na chukaun! ya kya aisa hai ki tumne socha ki tumhare maa kabhi apani chut mein ungili nahin karegi
Thum apane lund ko tab sahalate ho jab tumhare paas anand ka koi ‘asali’ srot nahin hota, hai na?! toh, main kyun nahin kar sakta? mere bhi apni zarooraten hain, Irfan. Tum ise kaise bhool sakte ho?
Me: Aisa kuch nahin hai, maa. Mai tumhe bilkul bhi dosh nahin de raha hoon. Mai aisa karane ki koshish nahin kar raha hoon.
Maa: Toh, kya hai? batao.
Me: Mujhe nahin pata, maa. Baat yeh hai ki maine kabhi nahin socha tha ki hum aisa karenge.
Maa: Thum yeh nahin chahte? Kya tum ise rukna chahte ho?
Me: Aisa bhi nahin hai, maa. Mera matalab hai, mai to bas...
Maa: Batao kya hai? kya tumhe mujhse sharm aata hai? Kyunki maine apani chut mein ungali ki hai?! Kya tum un purushon ke group mein se ho jo sochate hain ki ek mahila ko tabhi sahana chaahie jab koi purush use chahta hai?
Me: Nahin, maa. Mujhe tumse koi sharm nahin hai. Yeh saamanya hai! sabhi mahilaen aisa karate hain.
Maa: Ahaana bhi?
Me: are... haan, maa. Video call per aamne saamne kiya hai hume.
Maa: use ismen maza aata hai?
Me: Haan, maa. Aajakal har koi apani chut mein ungali karata hai. Har mahila khud ko santusht karati hai.
Maa: Tumhare dusare girlfriend bhi?
Me: haan, maan. Kuch samay hunhone daddy karke pukar rahi thi.
Maa: Toh, mai bhee unaki tarah hi hoon.
Me: maa...
Maa: Mai bhi tumhare girlfriend ke tarah hi hun.
Me: yeh bahut saamanya hai, maa. yeh ab jeevan ka ek hissa ban gaya hai.
Maa: Kya tumne kabhi uname se kisi ki bhi choot mein ungali daale hai?
Me: Mmaaaaa?!
Maa: Batao.
Me: Haan, maa......
Maa: kya tum meri choot mein bhi apani ungaliyaan daaloge?
Me: maa , karunga maa…
Maa: kya tum daaloge? main bhi unki tarah hi hun, hai na?
Me: Thm mere girlfriend nahin ho, maa.
Maa: Agar mai tumhare girlfriend hote to kya hota?
Me: Maa, ruko. yeh sab mere lie bahut zyaada hai. Mujhe yeh sab samajhne ke lie kuch samay chaahie.
Maa: Tumhen sharmili hone ki zaroorat nahin hai, Irfan. Ab aur nahin.
Me: Please…Sabaji.....
Maa: Tumhe kya pareshan kar raha hai? Tumhen abhi bhi nahin lagta ki us tasveer mein main hi hoon?
Me: Aisa nahin hai, maa!!!
Maa: Tumhe meri chut pasand nahin aai? Tumhen nahin lagata ki mere chut tumhare samay ke laayak hain? Agar tum behatar tarike se dekhna chaaho to main tumhen apani chut ki close-up tasveer bhej sakati hun.
Me: please, iski zaroorat nahin hai.
Maa: kyun? kya yah bhi saamanya nahin hai? tumhare girlfriend ne tumhe apani choot ki dher saare tasveeren bheje hongi. phir main kyun nahin bhej sakta?
Me: Mujhe nahin pata ki tumhen kya bataun, main tumhe is tarah dekhkar abhi bhi thoda shock hua hoon.
Maa: lekin, kyun? Tumane pahale hi dusare auraton ki choot dekhi hai. aur, tumhare pant ke andar jo kuch hai, use dekhkar mujhe yakin hai ki sirf tumhare 3 girlfriend hi nahin hain jinhonne tumhare saath gandi tasveeren share ki hongi. Tumne kitni chooten dekhi hain, Irfan?
Me: Main sirf in teen ladkiyon ke saath hi kisi tarah ke yaun sambandh mein raha hun, maa. Mai mahilaon ko lubhaane aur unke saath bistar par jaane ki koshish nahin karata, maa. Main aisa koi nahin hoon.
Maa: Theek hai, theek hai. Mujhe pata hai, mere bete. Lekin, phir bhi. Tumhaare mardaanagi ka aakaar kuchh aisa hai... hmm, chalo is baare mein phir se baat nahin karate.
Me: Haan. Please maa.
Maa: ayaan tumne mujhe apni zindagi ki baaki do ladkiyon ki baare mein kabhi zyaada nahin bataaya. Mujhe Ahaana aur tum donon ke beech ki cheezon ke baare mein saaf-saaf pata hai. Haaha. Haan lekin, baaki do ke baare mein kya? unke naam kya the?
Me: kya yeh bhi zaroori hai, maa? Mai ab unse baat bhi nahin karata.
Maa: Lekin, phir bhi, mujhe unke naam batao tum shaayad unse baat nahin kar rahe ho. Lekin mujhe yakin hai ki tum unke saath ki gai saare hot cheezon ke baare mein soch rahe hoge
Me: chalo, maa. Main tumhen samajh nahin pa raha hoon.
Maa: Haahaaha. kya? yeh bhi bahut saamaany hai sabhi ache palon ke baare mein sochkar santushti paana. Lekin agar tum iske baare mein baat nahin karana chahte ho to koi baat nahin. Bas mujhe batao ki tumhare sabhi girlfriends ki choot kaise dikhti thi
Me: Kya yeh really zaroori hai, maa?
Maa: Batao, Irfan baby.
Me: kyun?
Maa: Main bas jaanna chahti hoon.
Me: Maa. Theek hai! Ahaana ki choot bahut hi durlabh, bilkul tight hai.
Maa: Haahaaha, main anumaan laga sakati hun. Aur, achi tarah se kati hui bhi. Use tumhara pyaar paane ke lie nishchit roop se kuch khaas chaahie tha. Haahaaha. Aur baaki do ke baare mei kya?
Me: theek hai. Jitana mujhe dusare do ladkiyon, viveka aur tiya ki choot mein apnee ungaliyaan daalne mein maza aaya, utana hi mujhe aksar lagata tha ki unki choot bahut dheelee thi, jo zyaadaatar badasoorat dikhti thi
Maa: Haahaaha. Oh, baby. Haaha! yeh bahut kathor lagata hai. Bechaare ve dono. Lekin ye nishchit roop se unaki galati hai ki ve khud ko tumhare lie upayogi nahin bana saken. Mujhe abhi bhi vishwas nahin hota ki unhone tumhen apne chut phailaane ke lie majaboor nahin kiya!
Me: maa!!!.
Maa: Lekin. Ahaana, viveka, tiya tumhare sabhi girlfriend ki naam bahut hi shaanadar hain. Ekt ke dauraan unke naam pukaarna bahut majedaar hoga!
ayaan: Chalo, maa.
Maa: Oh, please, main bas kalpana kar sakati hoon ki yah kaisa hoga. Thum Ahaana ko bahut saare “aahh ... mujhe kuchh aisa lag raha hai ki viveka un logon mein se ek hai jo kahate hain, “mera land chuso, besharm lund ki bhookhi viveka kutiya!”
Me: maaaaa!
Maa: Haahaaha. Kya main thumare girlfriends ke baare mein sahi kah raha hoon?
Me: Aap sirf unke naam hi jaante hain, maa!!
Maa: Shaayad, main sirf unke fansy naam hi jaanati hoon lekin, mere bete ne unhen kya diya hai, iska andaaza lagaane mein koi burai nahin hai! Haahaaha......
Me: ve bahut fansy naam nahin hain, maa.
Maa: Haan? Tumhen aisa nahin lagta? hamm. Tumhen mera naam kaisa laga, baby? "Saba shaini" bahut saadharan lagta hai.
Me: Nahin, maa. Saba bahut achi naam hai. ye meri generation ki mahilaon ka naam hai.
Maa: Haaha, oh. Mujhe khushi hai ki mera beta aisa sochata hai.
Me: Mujhe hamesha se tumhara naam pasand tha
Maa: Aur?
Me: Aur? Kya?
Maa: Aur tum apni maa ke baare mein aur kya sochte ho? Thum apni maa ke baare mei kya sochte ho...tumhe pata hai! aur?
Me: kya sochu, maa? is ‘aur’ mein kya hai?
Maa: Bas mujhe batao, Irfan. aur?
Me: Aur kya, maa?
Maa: aur...
Me: kya?!
Maa: Theek hai! Tumhare maan ki choot ke baare mein kya? Tumhen lagta hai ki meri chut kaisi hai?
Me: Maa........
Maa: Batao, Irfan. Meri choot kaisee hai?
Me: maaaaaa......
Maa: please babyyyyy...... Bolona meri chit ke baare me...
Me: are...aapaki choot abhi bhi bahut javaan dikhti hai, maa. Bas itana hi kahna hai.
Maa: Haahaaha. shaayad islie kyunki abhi din ka samay bahut jaldi hai. Abhi subah ke 6:50 baje hain. Shaayad iselie mere boodhi chut mere bete ko itani javaan dikhti hai
Me: subah ke samay sirf chehara aur twacha hi javaan aur zyaada jeevant dikhti hai, maa. Hamaare shareer ke baaki sabhi ang poore din ek jaise hi rahte hain.
Maa: Haahaaha. Lagata hai mere pyaare bete ko meri chut bahut pasand aai hai. Woh achi tharah raksha karani ki paravaah karata hai, theek vaise hi jaise ek garm dimaag vaala yuva ladka tab karata hai jab uski ladke ki sharm khatare mein hote hai.
Me: Mera matlab yeh nahin tha. Main sirf vigyaan ki baat kar raha tha, maa.
Maa: Haan?
Me: Haan!
Maa: Kya tumhen meri chut pasand aai, Irfan?
Me: Maaaaa…
Maa: Baatao tumhen yeh pasand hai. Mujhe pata hai tumhe pasand hai.
Me: Maa…
Maa: Bolo, pleaseeeee!
Me: Mujhe yeh pasand hai, maa.
Maa: Batao tumhen meri chut pasand hai.
Me: Mujhe meri ammi Saba ki chut pasand hai.
Maa: Thum ise aur behatar kar sakate ho. please, my baby.....
Me: Mujhe tumhare choot pasand hai, maa!
Maa: Kya yah ab tak ki sabse ache chut hai jo tumne dekhi hai?
Me: Maa, please…
Maa: Batao, Irfan! Batao tumhare maan ki chut ab tak ki sabse achi chut hai jo tumane dekhi hai!
Me: Tumhare chut ab tak ki sabase achi chut hai, maa!
Maa: phir se bolo! Batao meree chut Ahaana ki chut se behatar hai. Batao tumhare maa ki chut tumhare girlfriend ki choot se behatar hai. Mujhe batao ki tumhen apni maa ki chut chaahie. Mujhe batao ki tum apni maa ki chut mein apna mota lauda ghusaana chahte ho!
Me: Maa, kya yeh sach mein tum ho? mujhe aisa lag raha hai jaise mere sir par chot lagee hai. Mujhe aisa lag raha hai ki main theek se soch ya pratikriya nahin kar pa raha hoon.
Irfan, ek aur sandesh taip kar raha tha jab use apanee maa Saba ki ek aur tasveer milee. ek aisee tasveer jisane sab kuchh badal diya, hamesha ke lie. ayaan ko abhi-abhi ek aisee tasveer mili thi jisamen usakee maan ka behad aakarshak chehara, ghane, kaale laharaate baal aur sabase mahatvapoorn baat, usaka pooree tarah se nanga shareer dikhai de raha tha.
uski nightie jo uski vinamrata ko thoda dhakati thi, is baar khushi se gaayab ho gai thi, aur usaki 36-30-38 aakaar ka sudaul shareer apani poori shaan mein pradarshit hua tha. Imaanadari se, uska kaamuk chehara kisi ko bhi muth maarne ke lie paryaapt tha. Usake mote gulaabi hotho ke theek upar chhota lekin bahut aasaanee se dikhaee dene wala kaala til use aur bhee aakarshak bana raha tha.
Jabki woh pichali baar pharsh par thi, woh is baar khadi thee, apne kaamuk kirty mein sanlagn thi. Uske drdh stan pakde jaane, tatolane aur pyaar karane ka intajaar kar rahe the, aur uski chut mein abhi bhi uski kafi ungaliyaan theen, jisae usaka munh paramaanand mein chauda ho gaya tha.
Me: Oh, fuck fuck fuck........!
Yeh Saba thi. Yeh nishchit roop se Saba thi. Yeh vaastav mein uska maa thi. Uske bete ke paas ab yah sandeh karane ka koi kaaran nahin tha ki yah uski maa thi. Aur, usne sunishchit kiya ki vah apnee maa ke vishesh haav-bhaav ki saraahana kare. Irfan ne apni maa ke aakarshak shareer ke har inch ko is tarah se zoom kiya jaise ki uska poora jeevan us par nirbhar karata ho.
Usne kabhi itana aakarshak aur itana sundar kuch nahin dekha tha. Woh apni maa ke nange shareer ki prashansa karana bandh nahin kar saka. Saba ne bahut pahale hi khud par niyantran kho diya tha. Woh apni bete ko yaun roop se taana maarti rahi thi aur use uske seema tak dhekti rahi thi. Aur, ab, Irfan ne bhi apane karmon par jo bahut kam bolane ka adhikaar tha, use poori tarah se kho diya tha.
Irfan pehale se hi jaanta tha ki woh is baatcheet ko kaise samaapt karana chahta hai. Woh achi tarah se jaanta tha ki ek baar jab ve sandeshon ka aadaan-pradaan kar lete hain to woh kya chahta hai. Lekin, ab, woh yeh bhi jaanta tha ki woh ise kitani buri tarah se shuru karana chaahata tha.
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