Adultery Gaon ki Garmi

[kalasingh]

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[Dirty_mind]

 

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Aage ki kahani Rajan ki zubani

Maalti aur Rohan ke bus chhodne ke baad, dil mein ek alag si khushi thi. Ghar poora khali ho gaya tha – sirf main aur meri sabse badi randi, Pammi. Sudha school chali gayi thi, aur maine darwaza andar se band kiya, taala laga diya. Ab yeh ghar aaj poora din randikhana banne wala tha. Dil mein wohi josh tha, jaise koi jung jeetne wala ho. Angan mein paon rakha hi tha ki Pammi muskurati hui nikli. Aaj usne laal rang ka salwar-suit pehna tha, bilkul tight. Salwar itni chipki hui ki uski badi-badi gaand ke dono cheeks saaf alag-alag dikh rahe the. Kameez chhoti aur deep-neck wali, uske dono bade-bade doodh upar ko ubhare hue, jaise abhi blouse faad ke bahar nikal aayenge. Baal khule the, laal lipstick lagayi thi, kaajal se aankhein chamak rahi thi – bilkul sadak-chaap randi ka look. Mujhe dekhte hi usne wohi shaitani muskurahat di, jaise keh rahi ho, "Aa jao papa, main taiyaar hoon."



Maine ek pal bhi nahi lagaya. Seedha usko daboch liya, jaise koi bhukha sher apne shikar par jhapatta ho. Dono haathon se uske bade-bade doodh zor se masalne laga, gaaliyan dete hue: "Saali randi… aaj tere baap ne tujhe poora din nanga rakhna hai… teri chut aur gaand dono faad denge!" Pammi sirf sisiya rahi thi, uski awaaz mein masti bhari hui: "Aaaahh papa… haan… maaro… maslo apni beti ke mumme…" Uske doodh itne naram aur bade the ki haath mein sama nahi rahe the. Main aur zor se dabaya, nipples ko pinch kiya, aur woh cheekh uthi. Phir maine uski gaand pe zor-zor se thappad marne laga – CHATAAAK… CHATAAAK… CHATAAAAK!!! Har thappad se uski gaand laal ho rahi thi, salwar ke andar se bhi garmahat mehsoos ho rahi thi. Uski gaand hil rahi thi har thappad ke saath, jaise jello ki tarah. Woh machal rahi thi, lekin ruk nahi rahi – bas maze le rahi thi.

Phir maine usko neeche baithaya, apni pant ki zip kholi, aur apna kala mota lund bahar nikala. Woh abhi se khada tha, veins ubhari hui, supada laal. Bola maine: "Muh khol kutiya… apne baap ka lund le!" Jaise hi usne muh khola, maine uske muh mein thoda sa thook gira diya – woh laar ki tarah geela ho gaya. Phir thoda apne lund par lagaya aur ek hi jhatke mein poora gale tak thok diya. Dana-dan muh chodne laga. Pammi paglon ki tarah choosne lagi – aankhein band, muh se “glug-glug-glug” awaaz nikal rahi thi, laar ki resham nikal-nikal ke uske latakte doodh par gir rahi thi. Maine uske baal pakad ke zor-zor se dhakke maare: "Le saali haramzadi… choos… pura nigal le apne baap ka lund!" Uski aankhon se pani nikal raha tha, lekin woh ruk nahi rahi thi – bas aur zor se choos rahi thi. Bas 3-4 minute mein hi pehla round uske muh mein hi nikal gaya. Garam maal ki pichkari uske gale mein utar gayi. Maine lund nikaala aur baki maal uske chehre par, honthon par, kaajal par udel diya. Uska chehra ab maal se chamak raha tha, jaise koi pornstar ho.


Phir maine uske kapde faad diye. Kameez upar se kheencha, zor se faad di – buttons ud gaye. Salwar ka nada khola aur neeche gira diya. Saali bilkul nangi khadi thi ab. Gazab ka gadraya badan! Bade-bade doodh, nipples laal aur khade, pet thoda sa nikla hua, kamar patli, chut ke upar ghane baal, moti-moti janghen, aur woh bhaari-bhaari gaand… pura badan paseene se chamak raha tha. Uski chut already geeli thi, baal chamak rahe the. Main dekhta hi rah gaya ek pal, lekin phir control nahi hua.


Maine usko angan ke bich mein hi litaya, uski dono taange apne kandhe pe rakh ke poora lund ek hi jhatke mein chut mein thok diya. Uski chut garam aur geeli thi, jaise bhatti. Dana-dan dhakke shuru: "Le randi beti… le… aaj tera baap tujhe maa banayega!" Pammi cheekh-cheekh ke le rahi thi: "Haan papa… bhar do andar… bana do mujhe maa… roz chodna mujhe!" 10 minute tak tez-tez pelte raha… angan mein sirf “phach-phach-phach” aur uski cheekhon ki awaaz goonj rahi thi. Uski chut itni tight thi ki lund ko jakad rahi thi, har dhakke mein woh hil rahi thi. Aakhir mein lund nikaala aur saara garam maal uske pet par, doodh par, chehre par, nabhi mein udel diya. Bade-bade boondon mein uska poora badan geela ho gaya. Woh hanfte hue leti rahi… ungli se maal utha-utha ke chaatne lagi, aankhon mein sukoon aur bhookh dono dikhai de rahi thi.

Maine uske gaal pe ek jordaar thappad maara aur bola: "Uth saali… abhi to poora din baaki hai… aaj ghar ka har kone mein teri chut faadunga!" Woh muskurayi, nangi hi uthi aur mere gale lag gayi: "Jaisa aap kaho papa… aaj se main aapki gulam hoon." Uski saans garam thi mere kaan par, aur main jaanta tha yeh sirf shuruaat thi. Ghar abhi randikhana banna shuru hi hua tha.

Dopahar ka khana khatam karke main apne kamre mein kursi pe baitha tha, paseena beh raha tha, lund abhi bhi Pammi ki subah ki chudai yaad kar ke adha khada tha. Garmi itni thi ki shirt chipak rahi thi badan se, aur dimag mein sirf ek hi cheez ghoom rahi thi – Pammi ki woh garam chut. Darwaza khula aur Pammi andar aayi… Sirf black lace bra aur red chhoti si panty mein. Bra to bas naam ki thi, uske bade-bade doodh aadhe se zyada bahar latak rahe the, nipple lace ke upar se saaf ubhar rahe the, jaise abhi lace faad ke bahar nikal aayenge. Panty gaand mein itni dhansi hui thi ki dono gol-gol cheeks bilkul nange, sirf ek patli si dhaari chut ko chhupa rahi thi, lekin chut ke lips panty ke taraf se ubhar rahe the. Paseena uski chaati se neeche beh kar cleavage mein sama raha tha, pura badan chamak raha tha, jaise tel laga ho. Uski saansein tez thi, aankhein bhookhi.


Mujhe dekhte hi usne wohi shaitani muskurahat di aur dheere se boli, “Papa… garmi bahut hai na…?” Uski awaaz mein woh masti thi, jaise challenge de rahi ho. Main ek pal nahi lagaya. Uska haath pakda, zor se kheencha aur apni god mein bitha liya. Jaise hi woh baithi, uski gaand mere lund pe ragadne lagi, pant ke upar se hi mehsoos ho raha tha. Dono honth uske honthon pe rakh diye, jeebh andar daal di aur zor-zor se choosne laga. Uski jeebh meri jeebh se lad rahi thi, laar ka adan-pradan ho raha tha. Saath hi dono haath uske nange doodh par, unko masalte-masalte nipples ko nochne laga. Nipples sakht ho gaye the, main unko pinch kiya to woh siski: "Aaaahh... papa... dard ho raha hai..." Lekin uske haath mere baalon mein ghus gaye, aur woh aur zor se kiss karne lagi.


Kiss tod ke uske kaan mein gaali dete hue bola, “Saali randi… abhi subah hi faada tha, phir aa gayi lund ki bhookhi?” Pammi sirf siski, uski saansein garam mehsoos ho rahi thi mere chehre par: “Aaaahh papa… aapka lund ek baar mein kahan bharta hai mujhe… roz chahiye mujhe yeh kala mota lauda.” Phir maine uske doodh ko zor se dabate hue gandi baatein shuru kar di, “Sun saali… teri chhoti behen Sudha ko dekha kal school jaate hue? Uske chhoti-chhoti chhuchhiyaan t-shirt mein kitna ubhar bana rahi thi… Uski jaanghen makhan jaisi… ek baar usko bhi laaun yahan, dono behnon ko ek saath chodunga… Tu uski chut chaatna, main uski kacchi gaand mein lund daal dunga… Dono maa-beti nahi, dono behen randiyan ban ke mere lund ke neeche nachengi… samjhi kutiya?” Ye baatein sunte hi Pammi ki saansein tez ho gayi, uski chut panty ke andar se geeli mehsoos ho rahi thi mere lund pe. Usne meri gardan pe kiss karte hue dheemi awaaz mein boli, “Haan papa… laaiye na Sudha ko… main uski chut chaatungi… aap usko pehli baar faadiye… Phir hum dono behne aapke lund ki gulam ban jayengi… roz aapko doodh pilaayengi, chut mein maal bharwaayengi.”

Ye sunte hi mera lund pant phaad ke bahar aane laga, itna sakht ho gaya ki dard hone laga. Maine Pammi ko god se neeche utara, khada kiya aur uski bra-panty ek hi jhatke mein faad di. Bra ke hooks toot gaye, panty ka elastic faat gaya, aur woh bilkul nangi khadi thi. Pura nanga gadraya badan mere saamne… paseena, laar, chut ka paani sab mil ke chamak raha tha. Uski chut ke baal geele the, lips swollen, aur nabhi se neeche ek patli si dhaara beh rahi thi. Doodh laal ho gaye the masalne se, gaand pe subah ke thappadon ke nishaan abhi bhi dikhai de rahe the. Woh sharma nahi rahi thi, bas aankhein jhuka ke khadi thi, jaise bol rahi ho, "Ab kya karoge papa?"

Maine apni pant kholi, lund bahar nikala – woh poora khada tha, supada laal, veins ubhari hui. Bola maine: "Neeche baith kutiya, apne baap ka lauda choos." Woh ghutno ke bal baith gayi, muh khola, aur maine seedha gale tak thok diya. "Glug-glug-glug" awaaz shuru ho gayi, uski laar mere lund pe gir rahi thi. Maine uske baal pakde aur zor-zor se dhakke maare: "Le saali... pura nigal... teri behen ko bhi sikhaungi yeh." Pammi choos rahi thi jaise bhookhi ho, haath se balls masal rahi thi. 5 minute tak muh choda, phir maal nikalne laga – pehla pichkari uske muh mein, baaki chehre par, doodh par udel diya. Woh hanfte hue ungli se maal chaatne lagi, "Papa... aur do na..."

Maine usko uthaya, bed pe patka, taange failayi aur lund chut pe ragda. Uski chut garam thi, geeli. Ek jhatke mein andar thok diya: "Le randi... ab soch Sudha ko yahan... dono ko ek saath pelunga." Dana-dan dhakke – "Phach-phach-phach" awaaz goonj rahi thi. Pammi cheekh rahi thi: "Haan papa... faado... Sudha ko bhi laao... hum dono aapki randiyan." 15 minute tak pela, gaand pe thappad maarte hue. Aakhir mein andar hi maal bhar diya, "Le... maa ban ja ab." Woh thak kar leti rahi, chut se maal beh raha tha, muskurati hui: "Papa... ab Sudha ki baari kab?"

Main uske bagal mein let gaya, haath uske doodh pe rakha. "Abhi to dopahar hai saali... shaam tak teri gaand bhi faadunga... aur Sudha ke baare mein sochti reh." Woh mere seene pe sir rakh kar boli, "Jaisa aap kaho papa... main aapki hoon." Kamra garmi se bhara tha, lekin hamari garmi abhi shuru hi hui thi.


Main Pammi ko bed pe ek jhatke mein patak diya, jaise koi shikar ko zameen pe giraaya ho. Uske baal pakad ke khinche, zor se uska muh upar kiya aur uske chehre pe ek jordaar thappad maara… **CHHATAAAAAK!!!** Awaz goonj gayi kamre mein, uske gaal pe ungliyon ke nishaan pad gaye. “Saali haramzadi… Sudha ka naam leti hai aur chut geeli ho jaati hai? Aaj tujhe kutiya bana ke chodunga!” Pammi ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye, gaal laal ho gaya, lekin woh sharma nahi rahi thi – bas aankhein chamak rahi thi bhookh se. Usne zubaan nikaal ke honth chaate aur boli, “Haan papa… bana do mujhe kutiya… Sudha ke saamne bhi aise hi chodna…” Uski awaaz mein woh masti thi, jaise challenge de rahi ho. Main aur gusse mein aa gaya, doosra thappad maara… **CHHATAAAAAK!!!** Ab dono gaal laal, lekin woh aur garam ho gayi, saansein tez, chut se paani behne laga.


Main khada hua, pant utaara, apna kala mota lund bahar nikala – woh already sakht tha, supada laal, veins ubhari hui, subah ki yaad se hi taiyaar. Uske muh ke bilkul paas le gaya, woh dekhti rahi bhookhi nazron se. Phir muh khol ke uske chehre pe zor se thook diya… ek bada sa thook uske gaal se hota hua honthon tak gaya, geela aur chipchipa. “Le kutiya… pehle baap ka thook pee!” Pammi ne zubaan nikaal ke saara thook chaat liya, aankhein band kar ke maze se boli, “Aur do papa… aur thooko mujh par…” Uski awaaz mein woh randi wali masti thi. Maine phir thooka… ek bada sa gob uske honthon pe, aur phir ek jordaar thappad… **CHHATAAAAAK!!!** Usne muh khola to maine uske muh mein bhi thook diya, garam laar uske gale tak gayi, aur seedha lund gale tak thok diya. Uska muh garam tha, jeebh lund ke charon taraf ghum rahi thi.


Dana-dan muh chodne laga… baal pakad ke zor-zor se dhakke, lund uske gale tak jaa raha tha. “Le saali randi… gale tak le… pura nigal… glug-glug kar kutiya!” Pammi ki aankhon se aansu nikal rahe the, muh se laar ki lambi dhaariyan latak rahi thi, uske doodh par gir rahi thi, lekin woh pagal ki tarah choos rahi thi, dono haath se mere balls masal rahi thi, unko dabati hui. Awaz goonj rahi thi – glug-glug-glug, jaise koi bottle khali kar rahi ho. Main gaaliyan deta raha: "Saali haramzadi... teri maa ki tarah choos... pura nigal le!" 5 minute tak muh faadta raha, uska chehra laal, saansein ruk rahi thi, phir lund nikaala aur uske chehre pe, aankhon pe, kaajal pe, honthon pe zor se thook diya… pura chehra geela, laar aur thook se sana hua. Kaajal beh gaya, aankhein laal, lekin woh muskurati rahi.


Phir usko ghuma ke kutiya bana diya, ghutne aur haath bed pe, gaand upar uthi hui. Uske baal pakde, sir peeche khincha aur gaand pe 4-5 tez thappad maare… **CHHATAK-CHHATAK-CHHATAK-CHHATAK!!!** Har thappad se uski gaand hil rahi thi, cheeks laal ho gaye, nishaan pad gaye, uski cheekh nikal gayi, “Aaaaahhh papa… aur maaro… kutiya bana do mujhe!” Uski gaand garam ho gayi thi, paseena aur laalpan se chamak rahi thi. Maine uski gaand ke bich mein thooka… bada sa gob uski chut aur gaand ke hole pe gira, phir lund par set kiya aur ek hi zor ke jhatke mein poora chut mein pel diya. Uski chut tight thi, geeli, lekin jhatka itna tez ki woh cheekh uthi. “Le saali haramzadi… le apne baap ka lund!” Main uske kamar pakad ke zor se thok raha tha, pura lund andar-bahar.

Phir kutte ki tarah dana-dan dhakke shuru… har dhakke ke saath gaaliyan: “Le kutiya… le… Sudha ko bhi aise hi chodunga… uski kacchi chut faad dunga… tu uski chut chaatna… dono behne mere lund ki gulam banengi… samjhi randi?” Awaz goonj rahi thi – phach-phach-phach, uski chut se paani nikal raha tha, bed geela ho raha tha. Pammi sirf cheekh rahi thi, “Haan papa… faad do… Sudha ko bhi laao… usko bhi kutiya bana do… aaaaahhh… zor se… faad do meri chut!” Main uske baal khinchta raha, gaand pe thappad maarta raha, beech-beech mein lund nikaal ke uski gaand pe thookta aur phir zor se thok deta. Uski gaand hil rahi thi har dhakke se, doodh latak rahe the, nipples bed se ragad rahe the. 10 minute tak aise hi pelte raha, paseena beh raha tha, kamra gandi khushboo se bhara tha.


Phir lund nikaala, usko palta, uske muh mein thooka aur bola, “Le kutiya… ab pi apne baap ka maal!” Aur zor-zor se uske muh mein, chehre pe, doodh pe, pet pe saara garam maal udel diya. Pichkariyan tez thi, maal ki boonden uske badan pe gir rahi thi, geela aur chipchipa. Pammi hanfte hue let gayi… pura chehra, doodh, pet maal se sana hua tha. Usne ungli se utha-utha ke chaatna shuru kiya, aankhon mein sukoon aur bhookh, jaise bhookh miti ho. Main uske upar baitha, uske gaal pe ek aur thappad maara aur bola, “Ab uth saali… nahaa le… shaam ko Sudha aayegi to usko bhi taiyar karna hai… aaj raat se teenon ka khel shuru!” Pammi muskurayi, nangi hi uthi aur nahane chali gayi… gaand ab bhi laal, chehra geela, badan maal se chamak raha tha. Main bed pe leta raha, sochta hua ki agla round kitna khatarnak hoga.

(to be continued)

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Shaam ko ghar pahuncha to thakan se pair ladkha rahe the, lekin aankhein sirf Pammi ko dhoondh rahi thi.
Woh rasoi mein thi, saare ka pallu kamar mein khoncha hua, jhuk kar bartan dho rahi thi. Har baar jhukti to uski badi gaand saare mein gol-gol hilti, aur pallu upar chadhta to blouse ke andar ke bade mumme saaf dikh jaate. Main kursi pe baith gaya aur chup-chaap ghoorne laga. Usne do-tin baar meri taraf dekha, jaise samajh gayi ho, lekin kuch boli nahi, bas kaam karti rahi.

Raat ka khana kha kar Maalti ke saath room mein aa gaya. Aaj bhi lund mein aag lagi thi. Maalti ko bistar pe litaya, uska saara upar uthaya aur zor-zor se chodne laga. Dhakke itne tez maar raha tha ki Maalti dard se cheekh rahi thi, lekin mera dimaag kahin aur tha… aankhon ke saamne Pammi ka chehra, uski muskurahat, uske honth, uske mumme…
“Saali kitni sexy hai…” man hi man sochta raha.

Jab jhadne laga to Maalti ke andar hi sab nikaal diya. Woh thodi der mein so gayi.

Main bistar pe pada raha, lekin neend nahi aa rahi thi. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Ek baar utha, paani piya, phir bhi sukoon nahi. Aakhir himmat karke chupke se Pammi ke kamre ki taraf chala gaya. Darwaza halka sa khula tha. Dil mein darr bhi tha – agar Maalti ya Sudha jaag gayi to kya kahunga?

Andar jhaanka… Pammi gehri neend mein thi. Nighty usne pehni thi, lekin itni patli ki andar kuch nahi tha. Ek taang side mein uthi hui, nighty kamar tak chadh gayi thi, gori-gori jaanghen aur thodi si chut ke baal dikh rahe the. Saans ke saath uske bade-bade doodh upar-neeche ho rahe the, nighty ke andar nipples saaf ubhar rahe the.

Main darwaze pe khada reh gaya. Lund pant mein phadphadane laga. Haath apne aap pant ke andar chala gaya. Kala mota lund bahar nikaala aur dheere-dheere hilane laga.
Man hi man gaaliyan nikal rahi thi…
“Kutiya… saali randi… apne baap ko pagal kar diya… dekh kitna bada lund khada kar diya hai tu ne…”

Saans tez ho gayi. Pammi ne neend mein karwat li, nighty aur upar chadh gayi, ab poori chut dikh rahi thi. Main aur tez hilane laga…
“Le saali… le mera maal…”

Aur phir… saara garam maal nikal ke uske bistar pe, uski nighty pe, uske kapdon pe gir gaya. Kuch boond uski taang pe bhi lagi.

Main waheen khada saans phoolaye dekh raha tha. Dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Jaldi se lund andar daala, kapde saaf kiye aur chupke se wapas apne kamre mein aa gaya.

Bistar pe let-te hi ek ajeeb sa sukoon mila… lekin saath hi ek dar bhi baith gaya.
Agar Pammi subah uth kar maal dekhegi to kya sochegi?

Subah aankh khuli to dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.
Raat ka woh scene dimag mein ghoom raha tha… saara maal Pammi ke kapdon pe gira tha. Main darr ke maare bistar pe pada raha, socha aaj woh zaroor kuch kahegi ya Maalti ko bata degi.

Lekin ghar mein sab normal tha.
Maalti chai bana rahi thi, Sudha school ke liye taiyar ho rahi thi, aur Pammi… jaise kuch hua hi na ho.
Woh mere paas aayi, chai ka cup diya aur… bilkul dheemi si muskurahat di.
Woh muskurahat dekh kar dil aur tez dhadka.
Kya isko sab pata chal gaya?
Ya sirf waham hai mera?

Maine jaldi se chai pi, bina kuch bole kheton ki taraf nikal gaya.

Dopahar ko dhoop bahut tez thi. Kaam karte-karte thak gaya tha. Ek ped ke neeche baitha, ganja nikal laya aur pee-ne laga. Do-teen ghoot mein hi sar chadh gaya, dil halka sa laga.

Door se awaaz aayi, “Papa…”

Dekha to Pammi aa rahi thi, tiffin haath mein. Aaj phir paseene se tar-batar, saare chipke hue, mumme saaf dikh rahe the. Woh mere paas baithi, tiffin khola.

Khana khate hue maine phir wahi baat chhed di,
“Beti… shaadi kar lo ab. Kab tak aise talakshuda rehna?”

Woh ekdum chup ho gayi. Phir muh banaya aur gusse se boli,
“Mujhe nahi karni shaadi!”

Main usko manane laga, paas baitha, uski kamar pe haath rakha,
“Arre meri jaan, aise mat bolo… tum akeli kab tak rahogi?”

Woh thodi der chup rahi, phir dheemi awaaz mein boli,
“Papa… mere paas acche kapde bhi nahi hain… jo pehnun bahar… log kya kahenge?”

Mera dil zor se dhadka. Maine uski gaal par haath phera, dheere se sahlaya,
“Arre meri rani… kal hi le aaunga tere liye sabse acche-accbe kapde… saadi, blouse, jo bhi chahiye. Apni beti ke liye kuch bhi karunga.”

Usne meri taraf dekha, aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi, phir dheere se muskurayi aur boli,
“Sacchi papa?”

Main uski gaal ko masalta raha, ungli uske honthon tak le gaya,
“Sacchi ki kasam, meri jaan.”

Woh muskuraati hui uthi, tiffin uthaya aur jaate-jaate ek baar mud kar dekha… jaise kuch kehna chahti ho lekin chup rahi.

Main wahi baitha raha. Lund phir se khada ho gaya tha. Pant kholi aur Pammi ki muskurahat yaad karte hue zor-zor se muth maarne laga.
Do minute mein hi saara maal zameen pe gir gaya.

Dil mein bas ek hi baat ghoom rahi thi…
Kal kapde laane hain… aur shayad kal kuch aur bhi ho jaaye.

Shaam ko ghar louta to pair thake hue the, lekin dil mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi.
Pammi darwaze pe khadi thi, jaise mera hi intezaar kar rahi ho. Mujhe dekhte hi usne wohi dheemi si muskurahat di… aaj uski aankhon mein kuch alag sa tha, jaise kuch keh rahi hon.

Khana khaaya, kisi se zyada baat nahi ki, Maalti ne poocha bhi to bola “thak gaya hoon” aur room mein aa ke so gaya.

Raat ke teen baje honge. Neend ekdum se toot gayi. Dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Raat ka woh khayal phir se aa gaya… “ab nahi ruk sakta”.
Chupke se bistar se utha, darwaza khola, aur seedha Pammi ke kamre ki taraf chal diya. Dil mein darr bhi tha aur lund mein aag bhi.

Darwaza halka sa khula tha. Andar moonlight aa rahi thi, bilkul halki si roshni.
Main andar ghusa aur… sann reh gaya.

Pammi gehri neend mein thi… ya neend ka natak kar rahi thi, samajh nahi aaya.
Nighty ka ek taraf ka strap neeche sarak gaya tha, aur uska ek bada sa doodh poora bahar nikal aaya tha. Gora-gora, bada gol, nipple bilkul khada hua. Saans ke saath upar-neeche ho raha tha. Dusra doodh bhi nighty ke andar se saaf dikh raha tha.

Woh jaan-boojhkar aisa karti thi ya neend mein ho gaya… mera dimag band ho gaya.

Main darwaze pe khada reh gaya. Pant ke andar lund phadphada raha tha. Haath apne aap neeche gaya, zip kholi, apna kala mota lund bahar nikaala aur dheere-dheere hilaane laga.

Man hi man gaaliyan nikal rahi thi…
“Saali randi… kutiya… apne baap ke saamne doodh nikal ke sulaati hai… le aaj tera baap tujhe doodh se nahla dega…”

Saans tez ho gayi. Pammi ne neend mein halki si karwat li, doodh aur hil gaya, nipple aur khada ho gaya.
Main aur tez hilaane laga…
“Le saali… le mera garam maal…”

Aur phir… zor ka jhatka laga aur saara maal seedha uske nange doodh par ja kar gira.
Bade-bade boondon mein uska poora doodh geela ho gaya, nipple pe bhi laga hua tha, kuch neeche beh kar uski nighty pe gir gaya.

Main waheen khada saans phoolaye dekh raha tha.
Pammi ne aankh nahi kholi… lekin uske honthon pe ek bilkul halki si muskurahat thi.

Main jaldi se lund andar daala, darwaza band kiya aur wapas apne kamre mein aa gaya.

Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.
Ab to pakka lag raha tha…
yeh saali jaan-boojhkar sab kar rahi hai.

Behtareen update

 

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Aage Rohan ki zubani

Subah ke das baj rahe the. Sheher ki gali mein dhupp abhi halki thi, lekin room ke andar garmi apne poore shabab par thi. Main bed par leta tha, lund abhi bhi subah ki khadi ke baad adha tan gaya tha. Maa bathroom se naha kar nikli thi, sirf ek chhota sa towel lapeta hua tha jo uske bade-bade mumme aur moti gaand ko mushkil se dhak raha tha. Baal geele the, pani ki boondein uski gori chaati se neeche beh rahi thi.

Tabhi darwaze par dheemi si khatkahat hui.
“Kaun hai?” maine poocha.
“Baba… kuch khaane ko de do,” bahar se ek bheegi awaaz aayi.

Maine darwaza khola. Samne ek puraana, maila-kuchaila bhikhari khada tha, umar pachas ke aas-paas, kapde phate hue, badan se badboo aa rahi thi, lekin aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi. Usne maa ko dekha jo abhi bhi towel mein hi kitchen ki taraf ja rahi thi, aur uski nazar wahi atak gayi.

Main muskuraya aur maa ki taraf dekha. Maa ne bhi meri nazar samjhi. Usne towel ko thoda aur neeche khisakaya, ek stan ka hissa dikh gaya. Phir dheemi awaaz mein boli, “Beta… andar bula le na… bechara bhookha hai.”

Maine bhikhari ko andar bulaya. Darwaza band kiya.
“Baitho baba,” maine kursi dikhaayi.
Bhikhari ki nazar maa ke gore-gore jaanghon par thi. Maa ne jaan-boojhkar towel aur upar uthaya aur kitchen mein kaam karne lagi. Har jhukne par towel se gaand ke dono gol cheeks dikh ja rahe the.

Main maa ke paas gaya, uske kaan mein phusphusaya, “Maa… aaj tujhe ek bhikhari ka lund bhi khilata hoon.”
Maa ke gaal laal ho gaye, lekin usne sharmaate hue kaha, “Jo tu kahe beta… teri randi maa ko jo marzi kar.”

Maine bhikhari ki taraf mud kar bola, “Baba… khana to hai nahi abhi, lekin kuch aur mast cheez dikhaun?”
Bhikhari ki aankhein chamak uthi. Usne sar hila diya.

Maine maa ka towel ek jhatke mein kheench liya. Maa bilkul nangi ho gayi. Uske bade-bade mumme ekdum se bahar aa gaye, nipples sakht ho gaye. Bhikhari ka muh khula reh gaya.
“Le baba… meri maa hai… aaj tujhe iska mazaa lene de raha hoon,” maine kaha.

Maa sharma rahi thi, lekin aankhon mein hawas thi. Usne dheere se bhikhari ke paas ja kar baith gayi. Bhikhari ne pehle to haath-paanv kaanpe, phir himmat karke maa ke ek stan ko haath se chhua. Maa ne uska haath pakad kar apne doosre stan par rakh diya.
“Chhoo lo baba… dabao… aaj poora mazaa lo,” maa ne kaha.

Bhikhari ne dono haathon se maa ke mumme masalne shuru kar diye. Maa ki aankhein band ho gayi, muh se siski nikal rahi thi. Main side mein khada dekh raha tha, lund pant mein phadphada raha tha.

Phir maa ne bhikhari ka maila kurta utara. Uske badan se badboo aa rahi thi, lekin maa ko koi parwah nahi thi. Usne bhikhari ka dhoti khola. Andar kuch nahi tha. Bhikhari ka lund ekdum kala, mota aur lamba tha, bilkul kadak. Maa ne haath mein liya aur dheere-dheere hilane lagi.

Main maa ke peeche gaya, uski gaand par haath phera.
“Maa… aaj teri dono taraf se chudai hogi,” maine kaha.
Maa ne muskurate hue kaha, “Haan beta… aaj teri randi maa ko dono taraf se bhar do.”

Bhikhari ne maa ko bed par litaya. Maa ne dono taange faila di. Bhikhari ne apna kala lund maa ki geeli chut par ragda aur ek hi jhatke mein poora andar thok diya. Maa ke muh se zor ki cheekh nikli, “Aaaaah… baba… kitna mota hai!”
Phach-phach-phach… bhikhari ne zor-zor se dhakke lagane shuru kar diye. Maa ke bade-bade mumme har dhakke se uchal rahe the.

Main maa ki gaand ke neeche sar rakh kar leta gaya. Maa ki gaand mere muh ke bilkul upar thi. Jab bhikhari dhakka marta, maa ki gaand mere muh par takraati. Main zubaan nikaal kar maa ki gaand chaatne laga. Geela-namkeen… maa ki gaand ka taste aur bhikhari ke lund se nikalta paani mil kar mere muh mein bhar raha tha. Main zor-zor se chaat raha tha, zubaan gaand ke hole mein ghusa raha tha.

Maa dono taraf se pagal ho rahi thi.
“Aaaah beta… chaat… apni maa ki gaand kha ja… aur baba zor se thoko… faad do meri chut!”
Bhikhari paseene se tar-batar, zor-zor se pel raha tha. Kamre mein sirf phach-phach aur maa ki cheekhon ki awaaz thi.

Das minute ke tez dhakkon ke baad bhikhari ne zor se cheekha aur poora maal maa ki chut ke andar bhar diya. Maa bhi saath mein jhad gayi, uska paani bhikhari ke lund par behne laga.

Main utha, apna lund maa ke muh mein thok diya. Maa ne zor-zor se choosna shuru kar diya. Bhikhari side mein baitha hanf raha tha, uska lund abhi bhi adha khada tha.

Maine maa ke muh mein hi jhad diya. Maa ne saara maal pee liya, zubaan se lund saaf kiya aur muskurate hue boli, “Beta… aaj teri maa sach mein randi ban gayi.”

Bhikhari ko paise diye aur bahar bheja. Darwaza band kiya aur maa ko god mein utha kar bed par lita diya.
“Aaj se har roz ek naya lund tere liye launga, maa,” maine kaha.
Maa ne mere honthon ko chooma aur boli, “Jo tu kahe beta… ab main teri poori ki poori randi hoon.”

Phir hum dono nange hi ek doosre se lipat kar so gaye. Kamre mein ab bhi bhikhari ke lund aur mere maal ki khushboo baaki thi.

Dopahar ke barah baj rahe the. Sheher ki garmi apne poore josh par thi, khidki se aati dhoop room ko bhatti bana rahi thi. Gas par maa khana bana rahi thi, sirf ek patla sa cotton saaree lapeti hui thi, pallu neeche sarak gaya tha, blouse ke andar bra nahi thi, dono bade-bade mumme har jhatke se hil rahe the. Paseena uski gardan se neeche beh raha tha, chaati ke beech geeli lahar ban gayi thi, saaree badan se chipak gayi thi, gaand ke gol-cheeks saaf dikh rahe the.

Maine chupke se peeche ja kar uski kamar mein haath daal diya.
“Maa… kitni garmi hai… tera paseena dekh kar hi lund khada ho gaya.”

Maa ne muskurate hue peeche mud kar dekha, uski aankhon mein wahi randi wali chamak thi.
“Toh thanda kar de na beta… apni maa ko.”

Maine ek hi jhatke mein uski saaree kheench li. Saaree neeche gir gayi. Blouse ke button faad diye. Maa bilkul nangi ho gayi. Uska pura badan paseene se chamak raha tha, jaise tel lagaya ho. Chaati, pet, jaanghen, peeth – har jagah paseene ki boondein latak rahi thi.

Main maa ke saamne ghutno par baith gaya. Uske pairon se shuru kiya. Dono haathon se uski jaanghen pakad kar zubaan se paseena chaatne laga. Namkeen, garam… paseena aur maa ki badan ki khushboo ne dimag ghuma diya. Dheere-dheere upar badha, uski moti jaanghon ke andaruni hisse ko chaata, har boond ko zubaan se lapet liya. Maa ki saansein tez ho gayi, woh gas ke sahaare khadi rahi.

Phir uska pet. Nabhi mein zubaan ghusa kar paseena piya. Maa ne apna pet andar kheencha, siski bhari, “Aaaah beta… kitna ganda hai tu…”
Main hans kar bola, “Teri randi maa ka paseena hi to mera favourite drink hai.”

Upar badha, dono bade-bade mumme pakad liye. Nipples paseene se geele the. Maine ek stan muh mein liya aur zor-zor se choosne laga, paseena aur maa ka apna taste mila hua. Doosre stan ko zubaan se chaata, nipple ke aas-paas gol-gol ghumaya. Maa ke muh se halki-halki siskariyan nikal rahi thi, uske haath mere sir par the.

Phir usko ghumaya. Peeth par paseene ki dhaar beh rahi thi. Maine gardan se shuru kiya, zubaan se chaat-te hue neeche aaya, kamar tak, phir gaand ke dono cheeks. Maa ne kamar jhuka di, gaand thodi peeche ki. Maine dono haathon se gaand faila kar beech ki darar ko zubaan se chaatne laga. Paseena aur subah ke bhikhari ke maal ka thoda sa taste abhi bhi bacha tha, sab kuch muh mein bhar liya.

Maa madhosh ho chuki thi. Usne mujhe khada kiya, mere muh ke bilkul paas apna muh laayi aur dheere se thook diya, ek bada sa garam laar ka gob mere muh mein gira. Maine nigal liya. Phir maa ne doosra thooka, teesra… har baar zor se, jaise pilati ho. Usne mere honth pakad kar apna muh khol diya aur lambi si laar ki dhaari mere muh mein chhod di. Maine sab pee gaya.

Phir maa ne mujhe zameen par baitha diya aur khud mere muh par baith gayi. Uski geeli chut aur gaand mere muh par ragadne lagi. Maine zubaan nikaal kar chaatne laga. Maa apni kamar hila-hila kar mere muh par baithi rahi. Usne upar se dekhte hue phir se thooka, lambi dhaari mere muh mein giri aur chut ke saath mix ho gayi. Maine sab kuch pee liya.

Maa ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Beta… ab roz dopahar mein aise hi apni maa ka paseena piya kar… aur main tujhe apna laar pilaya karungi.”

Main uski gaand chaat-te hue bola, “Haan maa…

Phir hum dono kitchen ke farsh par hi let gaye, maa mere upar thi, uska paseena mere badan par beh raha tha, aur hum dono ek doosre ko choomne lage.

Khana jal gaya tha, lekin kisi ko parwah nahi thi.

Raat ka time tha. Room mein sirf night-lamp ki halki laal roshni thi. Maa aur main nange bed par let gaye the, paseena abhi bhi hamare badan par chamak raha tha. Maa mere seene par sir rakh kar leti thi, uska ek haath mere lund par dheere-dheere fer rahi thi. Main uske mumme masal raha tha.

Maa ne dheemi, garam saans ke saath kaan mein phusphusaya,
“Beta… ek baat bolun?”

“Bolo na maa… aaj kal tu jo bhi bolegi, wohi hoga.”

Maa ne sharmaate hue, lekin aankhon mein hawas bhar kar boli,
“Mujhe ek gandi khwahish hai… tu sunega?”

Main uska nipple nochte hue bola, “Bata na randi maa… kya chahti hai tu?”

Maa ne saans li aur dheere-dheere boli,
“Mujhe tere saamne… bilkul tere saamne… kisi doosre aadmi ka lund lena hai. Tu side mein baith kar dekhega… aur main uske neeche cheekhungi, uska naam lungi, usse kehungi zor se thokne ko… aur tu kuch nahi bolega, sirf dekhega ki teri maa kitni badi randi hai.”

Mera lund ekdum se sakht ho gaya. Maine uski gaand par zor se thappad maara.
“Bol na aur… kya kya karegi tu?”

Maa ne meri gardan par kiss karte hue boli,
“Woh mujhe kutiya bana kar thokega… gaaliyan dega… mere mumme nochenga, gaand pe thappad marega… aur jab woh meri chut mein maal se bhar dega, tab tu aayega… aur apni zubaan se meri gandi, geeli, doosre ke maal se bhari chut saaf karega. Ek-ek boond chaat ke pee jayega… meri chut ke andar zubaan ghusa ke saara maal nikaalega… aur main tere muh par baith kar tujhe apna chut ka paani aur us aadmi ka maal milakar pilaungi.”

Main pagal ho gaya. Lund phadphada raha tha. Maine maa ko palta, uske upar chadh gaya aur uske muh mein zor se thook diya.
“Saali kutiya… tu sach mein poori randi ban chuki hai. Kal se hi shuru karte hain. Kal subah bhikhari ko phir bulaunga… ya koi rickshaw-wala… ya dukaan-wala… koi bhi… tu uske neeche nangi let jayegi, aur main side mein baith kar dekhunga. Jab woh teri chut bhar dega, main teri chut aur gaand dono chaat ke saaf karunga… tera chut ka paani aur uska maal milakar piyunga.”

Maa ki aankhein chamak uthi. Usne mere honthon ko kaata aur boli,
“Haan beta… mujhe tere saamne har roz naya lund chahiye… tu dekh… aur phir apni maa ki gandi chut saaf kar… main tujhe usi chut par baitha kar pilaoongi… tu mera cuckold beta ban jaayega… aur main teri samne chudne wali randi maa.”

Maine uske muh mein phir se thooka, uske honthon ko choosa aur bola,
“Kal se shuru… kal subah hi kisi ko bulaunga… tu taiyar rehna, meri gandi randi maa.”

Maa ne mere lund ko muh mein liya, zor se choosne lagi aur aankhon se hi keh rahi thi, “Haan beta… ab teri maa tere saamne roz doosron se chudegi… aur tu uska maal chaat ke piyega.”

Us raat hum dono ek doosre mein kho gaye, lekin dimag mein sirf ek hi khayal tha: kal subah se maa ke saamne naye-naye lund aayenge… aur main unka saara maal apni maa ki chut se chaat ke piyunga.

(To be continued…)

 

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Aage Rohan ki zubani

Subah ke das baj rahe the. Sheher ki gali mein dhupp abhi halki thi, lekin room ke andar garmi apne poore shabab par thi. Main bed par leta tha, lund abhi bhi subah ki khadi ke baad adha tan gaya tha. Maa bathroom se naha kar nikli thi, sirf ek chhota sa towel lapeta hua tha jo uske bade-bade mumme aur moti gaand ko mushkil se dhak raha tha. Baal geele the, pani ki boondein uski gori chaati se neeche beh rahi thi.

Tabhi darwaze par dheemi si khatkahat hui.
“Kaun hai?” maine poocha.
“Baba… kuch khaane ko de do,” bahar se ek bheegi awaaz aayi.

Maine darwaza khola. Samne ek puraana, maila-kuchaila bhikhari khada tha, umar pachas ke aas-paas, kapde phate hue, badan se badboo aa rahi thi, lekin aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi. Usne maa ko dekha jo abhi bhi towel mein hi kitchen ki taraf ja rahi thi, aur uski nazar wahi atak gayi.

Main muskuraya aur maa ki taraf dekha. Maa ne bhi meri nazar samjhi. Usne towel ko thoda aur neeche khisakaya, ek stan ka hissa dikh gaya. Phir dheemi awaaz mein boli, “Beta… andar bula le na… bechara bhookha hai.”

Maine bhikhari ko andar bulaya. Darwaza band kiya.
“Baitho baba,” maine kursi dikhaayi.
Bhikhari ki nazar maa ke gore-gore jaanghon par thi. Maa ne jaan-boojhkar towel aur upar uthaya aur kitchen mein kaam karne lagi. Har jhukne par towel se gaand ke dono gol cheeks dikh ja rahe the.

Main maa ke paas gaya, uske kaan mein phusphusaya, “Maa… aaj tujhe ek bhikhari ka lund bhi khilata hoon.”
Maa ke gaal laal ho gaye, lekin usne sharmaate hue kaha, “Jo tu kahe beta… teri randi maa ko jo marzi kar.”

Maine bhikhari ki taraf mud kar bola, “Baba… khana to hai nahi abhi, lekin kuch aur mast cheez dikhaun?”
Bhikhari ki aankhein chamak uthi. Usne sar hila diya.

Maine maa ka towel ek jhatke mein kheench liya. Maa bilkul nangi ho gayi. Uske bade-bade mumme ekdum se bahar aa gaye, nipples sakht ho gaye. Bhikhari ka muh khula reh gaya.
“Le baba… meri maa hai… aaj tujhe iska mazaa lene de raha hoon,” maine kaha.

Maa sharma rahi thi, lekin aankhon mein hawas thi. Usne dheere se bhikhari ke paas ja kar baith gayi. Bhikhari ne pehle to haath-paanv kaanpe, phir himmat karke maa ke ek stan ko haath se chhua. Maa ne uska haath pakad kar apne doosre stan par rakh diya.
“Chhoo lo baba… dabao… aaj poora mazaa lo,” maa ne kaha.

Bhikhari ne dono haathon se maa ke mumme masalne shuru kar diye. Maa ki aankhein band ho gayi, muh se siski nikal rahi thi. Main side mein khada dekh raha tha, lund pant mein phadphada raha tha.

Phir maa ne bhikhari ka maila kurta utara. Uske badan se badboo aa rahi thi, lekin maa ko koi parwah nahi thi. Usne bhikhari ka dhoti khola. Andar kuch nahi tha. Bhikhari ka lund ekdum kala, mota aur lamba tha, bilkul kadak. Maa ne haath mein liya aur dheere-dheere hilane lagi.

Main maa ke peeche gaya, uski gaand par haath phera.
“Maa… aaj teri dono taraf se chudai hogi,” maine kaha.
Maa ne muskurate hue kaha, “Haan beta… aaj teri randi maa ko dono taraf se bhar do.”

Bhikhari ne maa ko bed par litaya. Maa ne dono taange faila di. Bhikhari ne apna kala lund maa ki geeli chut par ragda aur ek hi jhatke mein poora andar thok diya. Maa ke muh se zor ki cheekh nikli, “Aaaaah… baba… kitna mota hai!”
Phach-phach-phach… bhikhari ne zor-zor se dhakke lagane shuru kar diye. Maa ke bade-bade mumme har dhakke se uchal rahe the.

Main maa ki gaand ke neeche sar rakh kar leta gaya. Maa ki gaand mere muh ke bilkul upar thi. Jab bhikhari dhakka marta, maa ki gaand mere muh par takraati. Main zubaan nikaal kar maa ki gaand chaatne laga. Geela-namkeen… maa ki gaand ka taste aur bhikhari ke lund se nikalta paani mil kar mere muh mein bhar raha tha. Main zor-zor se chaat raha tha, zubaan gaand ke hole mein ghusa raha tha.

Maa dono taraf se pagal ho rahi thi.
“Aaaah beta… chaat… apni maa ki gaand kha ja… aur baba zor se thoko… faad do meri chut!”
Bhikhari paseene se tar-batar, zor-zor se pel raha tha. Kamre mein sirf phach-phach aur maa ki cheekhon ki awaaz thi.

Das minute ke tez dhakkon ke baad bhikhari ne zor se cheekha aur poora maal maa ki chut ke andar bhar diya. Maa bhi saath mein jhad gayi, uska paani bhikhari ke lund par behne laga.

Main utha, apna lund maa ke muh mein thok diya. Maa ne zor-zor se choosna shuru kar diya. Bhikhari side mein baitha hanf raha tha, uska lund abhi bhi adha khada tha.

Maine maa ke muh mein hi jhad diya. Maa ne saara maal pee liya, zubaan se lund saaf kiya aur muskurate hue boli, “Beta… aaj teri maa sach mein randi ban gayi.”

Bhikhari ko paise diye aur bahar bheja. Darwaza band kiya aur maa ko god mein utha kar bed par lita diya.
“Aaj se har roz ek naya lund tere liye launga, maa,” maine kaha.
Maa ne mere honthon ko chooma aur boli, “Jo tu kahe beta… ab main teri poori ki poori randi hoon.”

Phir hum dono nange hi ek doosre se lipat kar so gaye. Kamre mein ab bhi bhikhari ke lund aur mere maal ki khushboo baaki thi.

Dopahar ke barah baj rahe the. Sheher ki garmi apne poore josh par thi, khidki se aati dhoop room ko bhatti bana rahi thi. Gas par maa khana bana rahi thi, sirf ek patla sa cotton saaree lapeti hui thi, pallu neeche sarak gaya tha, blouse ke andar bra nahi thi, dono bade-bade mumme har jhatke se hil rahe the. Paseena uski gardan se neeche beh raha tha, chaati ke beech geeli lahar ban gayi thi, saaree badan se chipak gayi thi, gaand ke gol-cheeks saaf dikh rahe the.

Maine chupke se peeche ja kar uski kamar mein haath daal diya.
“Maa… kitni garmi hai… tera paseena dekh kar hi lund khada ho gaya.”

Maa ne muskurate hue peeche mud kar dekha, uski aankhon mein wahi randi wali chamak thi.
“Toh thanda kar de na beta… apni maa ko.”

Maine ek hi jhatke mein uski saaree kheench li. Saaree neeche gir gayi. Blouse ke button faad diye. Maa bilkul nangi ho gayi. Uska pura badan paseene se chamak raha tha, jaise tel lagaya ho. Chaati, pet, jaanghen, peeth – har jagah paseene ki boondein latak rahi thi.

Main maa ke saamne ghutno par baith gaya. Uske pairon se shuru kiya. Dono haathon se uski jaanghen pakad kar zubaan se paseena chaatne laga. Namkeen, garam… paseena aur maa ki badan ki khushboo ne dimag ghuma diya. Dheere-dheere upar badha, uski moti jaanghon ke andaruni hisse ko chaata, har boond ko zubaan se lapet liya. Maa ki saansein tez ho gayi, woh gas ke sahaare khadi rahi.

Phir uska pet. Nabhi mein zubaan ghusa kar paseena piya. Maa ne apna pet andar kheencha, siski bhari, “Aaaah beta… kitna ganda hai tu…”
Main hans kar bola, “Teri randi maa ka paseena hi to mera favourite drink hai.”

Upar badha, dono bade-bade mumme pakad liye. Nipples paseene se geele the. Maine ek stan muh mein liya aur zor-zor se choosne laga, paseena aur maa ka apna taste mila hua. Doosre stan ko zubaan se chaata, nipple ke aas-paas gol-gol ghumaya. Maa ke muh se halki-halki siskariyan nikal rahi thi, uske haath mere sir par the.

Phir usko ghumaya. Peeth par paseene ki dhaar beh rahi thi. Maine gardan se shuru kiya, zubaan se chaat-te hue neeche aaya, kamar tak, phir gaand ke dono cheeks. Maa ne kamar jhuka di, gaand thodi peeche ki. Maine dono haathon se gaand faila kar beech ki darar ko zubaan se chaatne laga. Paseena aur subah ke bhikhari ke maal ka thoda sa taste abhi bhi bacha tha, sab kuch muh mein bhar liya.

Maa madhosh ho chuki thi. Usne mujhe khada kiya, mere muh ke bilkul paas apna muh laayi aur dheere se thook diya, ek bada sa garam laar ka gob mere muh mein gira. Maine nigal liya. Phir maa ne doosra thooka, teesra… har baar zor se, jaise pilati ho. Usne mere honth pakad kar apna muh khol diya aur lambi si laar ki dhaari mere muh mein chhod di. Maine sab pee gaya.

Phir maa ne mujhe zameen par baitha diya aur khud mere muh par baith gayi. Uski geeli chut aur gaand mere muh par ragadne lagi. Maine zubaan nikaal kar chaatne laga. Maa apni kamar hila-hila kar mere muh par baithi rahi. Usne upar se dekhte hue phir se thooka, lambi dhaari mere muh mein giri aur chut ke saath mix ho gayi. Maine sab kuch pee liya.

Maa ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Beta… ab roz dopahar mein aise hi apni maa ka paseena piya kar… aur main tujhe apna laar pilaya karungi.”

Main uski gaand chaat-te hue bola, “Haan maa…

Phir hum dono kitchen ke farsh par hi let gaye, maa mere upar thi, uska paseena mere badan par beh raha tha, aur hum dono ek doosre ko choomne lage.

Khana jal gaya tha, lekin kisi ko parwah nahi thi.

Raat ka time tha. Room mein sirf night-lamp ki halki laal roshni thi. Maa aur main nange bed par let gaye the, paseena abhi bhi hamare badan par chamak raha tha. Maa mere seene par sir rakh kar leti thi, uska ek haath mere lund par dheere-dheere fer rahi thi. Main uske mumme masal raha tha.

Maa ne dheemi, garam saans ke saath kaan mein phusphusaya,
“Beta… ek baat bolun?”

“Bolo na maa… aaj kal tu jo bhi bolegi, wohi hoga.”

Maa ne sharmaate hue, lekin aankhon mein hawas bhar kar boli,
“Mujhe ek gandi khwahish hai… tu sunega?”

Main uska nipple nochte hue bola, “Bata na randi maa… kya chahti hai tu?”

Maa ne saans li aur dheere-dheere boli,
“Mujhe tere saamne… bilkul tere saamne… kisi doosre aadmi ka lund lena hai. Tu side mein baith kar dekhega… aur main uske neeche cheekhungi, uska naam lungi, usse kehungi zor se thokne ko… aur tu kuch nahi bolega, sirf dekhega ki teri maa kitni badi randi hai.”

Mera lund ekdum se sakht ho gaya. Maine uski gaand par zor se thappad maara.
“Bol na aur… kya kya karegi tu?”

Maa ne meri gardan par kiss karte hue boli,
“Woh mujhe kutiya bana kar thokega… gaaliyan dega… mere mumme nochenga, gaand pe thappad marega… aur jab woh meri chut mein maal se bhar dega, tab tu aayega… aur apni zubaan se meri gandi, geeli, doosre ke maal se bhari chut saaf karega. Ek-ek boond chaat ke pee jayega… meri chut ke andar zubaan ghusa ke saara maal nikaalega… aur main tere muh par baith kar tujhe apna chut ka paani aur us aadmi ka maal milakar pilaungi.”

Main pagal ho gaya. Lund phadphada raha tha. Maine maa ko palta, uske upar chadh gaya aur uske muh mein zor se thook diya.
“Saali kutiya… tu sach mein poori randi ban chuki hai. Kal se hi shuru karte hain. Kal subah bhikhari ko phir bulaunga… ya koi rickshaw-wala… ya dukaan-wala… koi bhi… tu uske neeche nangi let jayegi, aur main side mein baith kar dekhunga. Jab woh teri chut bhar dega, main teri chut aur gaand dono chaat ke saaf karunga… tera chut ka paani aur uska maal milakar piyunga.”

Maa ki aankhein chamak uthi. Usne mere honthon ko kaata aur boli,
“Haan beta… mujhe tere saamne har roz naya lund chahiye… tu dekh… aur phir apni maa ki gandi chut saaf kar… main tujhe usi chut par baitha kar pilaoongi… tu mera cuckold beta ban jaayega… aur main teri samne chudne wali randi maa.”

Maine uske muh mein phir se thooka, uske honthon ko choosa aur bola,
“Kal se shuru… kal subah hi kisi ko bulaunga… tu taiyar rehna, meri gandi randi maa.”

Maa ne mere lund ko muh mein liya, zor se choosne lagi aur aankhon se hi keh rahi thi, “Haan beta… ab teri maa tere saamne roz doosron se chudegi… aur tu uska maal chaat ke piyega.”

Us raat hum dono ek doosre mein kho gaye, lekin dimag mein sirf ek hi khayal tha: kal subah se maa ke saamne naye-naye lund aayenge… aur main unka saara maal apni maa ki chut se chaat ke piyunga.

(To be continued…)

Superb cuckold soncum eating

 

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Subah jaldi nikal gaya. Dil mein ajeeb si bechaini thi, bas “dopahar” ka intezaar tha.
Kheton mein pahuncha to pehle kaam kiya, phir ek ped ke neeche baith ke ganja sulgaya. Do-teen lamba-lamba kash liye, sar halka sa ho gaya, aankhon ke saamne Pammi ka chehra ghoomne laga.

Dopahar ke baarah baj rahe the. Dhoop tez thi, paseena beh raha tha.
Door se awaaz aayi… “Papa…”

Dekha to Pammi aa rahi thi.
Naya laal saara pehna tha, bilkul silky wala jo main laaya tha. Saara jism se chipka hua, har curve saaf dikh rahi thi. Blouse tight, dono bade-bade doodh aage ko ubhare hue, nipple ke nishan bhi halke-halke se dikh rahe the. Pallu halka sa side mein, jaise jaan-boojh kar kiya ho.

Woh mere bilkul paas aayi, ghum kar khadi hui aur dheemi awaaz mein boli,
“Papa… kaisi lag rahi hoon?”

Main bas ghoor raha tha. Muh se sirf nikal paya,
“Beti… tu to aaj pari se bhi sundar lag rahi hai… yeh saara tere jism pe jaise bana hi ho…”

Usne sharma kar nazrein neeche ki, lekin honth pe muskurahat thi.
Main aur gehra ghoorne laga, uske doodh ko, uski kamar ko, uski gol gaand ko.

Phir darte-darte bola,
“Beti… maine aur kuch bhi laaya tha… woh nahi dikhaya tune…”

Woh ek pal ko chup rahi, phir aankh utha ke seedha meri aankhon mein dekha aur boli,
“Itni jaldi kya hai papa… dikha dungi… sab dikha dungi…”

Dil zor se dhadka.
Phir woh dheeme se boli,
“Papa… mera pair dard kar raha hai… chalte waqt kuch chubh gaya.”

Maine turant usko ped ke neeche baitha diya, zameen pe ghutne tek ke uske paon apni god mein liye.
Saare ka ghera upar utha hua tha, gori-gori jaanghen dikh rahi thi. Maine uske pair dabane shuru kiye.
Uske chehre par ek ajeeb si smile aa gayi, jaise maza le rahi ho.

Phir boli,
“Papa… angoothe mein kuch chubha hai…”

Maine jhuk kar dekha, sach mein ek chhota sa kanta laga tha. Maine ungli se nikaala.
Poocha, “Abhi bhi dard hai?”

Usne dheeme se “han” kaha.

Mujhe khud nahi pata kya ho gaya…
Maine uska angutha muh mein le liya aur chusne laga… dheere-dheere, zubaan se sahlane laga.

Pammi pehle to paon kheenchne lagi, “Papa…!”
Lekin phir ruk gayi.
Usne apna paon wapas meri god mein rakh diya aur… muskurane lagi.
Woh muskurahat dekh kar mera lund pant mein phadphadaane laga.

Usne dheeme se sirf itna bola,
“Papa… aur chuso na…”

Phir wo muskurate hue gand matkate hue chali gyi.

Shaam ko ghar lautne ke baad Pammi poori shaam aankhon ke saamne ghoomti rahi.
Khana khate waqt woh mere bilkul paas baithi thi.
Sab log baatein kar rahe the, lekin woh dheere se jhuk kar mere kaan mein phusphusayi,
“Raat ko sab so jaayein to mere kamre mein aa jaana papa… aapke laaye kapde dikhaungi.”

Usne aisa bola aur pallu se muh chhupa kar muskurayi.
Mera chehra laal ho gaya, dil zor se dhadka, khana gale mein atka reh gaya.

Raat ke gyarah baj gaye.
Maalti gehri neend mein thi. Main chupke se bistar se utha, dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.
Pammi ka darwaza halke se khatkhataya.

Andar se dheemi awaaz aayi,
“Aa jao papa…”

Darwaza khola aur main sann reh gaya.

Woh kamre ke beech khadi thi…
sirf meri laayi hui black lace bra aur red panty mein.
Bra itni chhoti thi ki uske bade-bade doodh aadhe se zyada bahar the, nipple lace ke upar se saaf dikh rahe the.
Panty uski gaand mein itni dhas gayi thi ki dono gol-gol cheeks bahar nikal aaye the.
Full makeup kiya hua tha: laal lipstick, kaajal, baal khule hue… bilkul kisi randi jaisa roop.

Woh dheere se ghum kar khadi hui aur boli,
“Kaisi lag rahi hoon papa…?”

Mera dimaag sunn ho gaya.
Lund ekdum lohe jaisa khada.
Mujhe khud nahi pata kya hua… maine ek kadam aage badhaaya, uski gaal par haath phera aur…

Chataaaak!!!

Ek jordaar thappad laga diya uske gaal pe.

Woh ek pal ko hili, aankh se aansu nikal aaya…
lekin muh se “aaahhh…” nikla jaise dard nahi, maza aaya ho.
Usne nazrein neeche ki, honth kaamp rahe the, lekin uski saansen tez ho gayi thi.

Woh dheeme se boli,
“Papa… aur maariye na…”


Main uske peeche se lapta gaya, dono haathon se uske bade-bade doodh zor se pakad liye, jaise pehli baar kisi aurat ko chhua ho.
Lace bra ko upar khiskaya aur nange doodh ko masalne laga, nipples ko ungliyon se nochne laga.

Pammi sisak uthi…
“Aaaahhh… papa… zor se… aaahhh…”

Uske muh se awaaz nikal rahi thi jaise saalon se tadap rahi ho.
Main usko ghumaya, seedha uski aankhon mein dekha aur apni jeebh uske muh mein daal di.

Woh ek pal ko hili, phir usne meri jeebh ko apni jeebh se lapet liya aur zor-zor se chusne lagi.
Hum dono ek doosre ka muh chus rahe the, laar beh rahi thi, uski lipstick mere muh pe lag gayi.

Main uske doodh ko masalte-masalte zor se daba raha tha, woh mere seene se chipak ke sisiyaa rahi thi…
“Aaahh papa… bohot dino se tadap rahi thi… aaj mujhe apna bana lo…”

Apni beti ko itna garam, itna beqabu dekh kar main pura pagal ho chuka tha.
Lund pant mein phadphada raha tha, jaise abhi bahar nikal ke uski chut mein ghus jaayega.


Pammi achanak neeche baith gayi.
Mere pant ka nada khola, zip neeche ki aur ek jhatke mein mera kaala mota lund bahar nikaal liya.

Usne ek pal ko bas dekha… aankhein chamak uthi… phir muh khola aur seedha andar le liya.
Zor-zor se chusne lagi… pura lund gale tak le jaati, phir bahar nikaal ke topi chaat-ti, phir ball ko muh mein bhar leti.

“Uuuufff… saali… kutiyaaa… apne baap ka lund itna pyaar se chaat rahi hai… randi kahin ki…”

Main uske baal pakad ke muh chodne laga.
Woh aankhein band kiye, muskurati hui chus rahi thi… jaise uski zindagi ka sabse bada sapna poora ho raha ho.

Bas do minute… aur main jhad gaya.
Zor-zor se uske muh mein saara garam maal chhod diya.

Woh ek boond bhi bahar nahi girne di… sab pee gayi, gale tak nigal gayi.
Phir dheere se lund saaf kiya, topi pe kiss kiya aur upar dekha… honthon pe meri hi maal ki chamak, muskurate hue boli,
“Kitna tasty hai papa ka maal…”

Maine hanfte hue aankh kholi, usko ghoora aur…
Chataaaak! Ek jordaar thappad laga diya.

“Saali kutiya… kal kheton par chodunga tujhe… poora din teri chut phaadunga… samjhi?”

Woh gaal pe haath rakhe, aankhon mein aag, honthon pe muskurahat…
dheeme se boli,
“Pakka na papa…? Kal dopahar ko… wahi neem ke neeche… main bina panty ke aaungi…”

Main usko ghoorta raha… lund phir se khada hone laga tha.




(To be continued)

Mast update. Bhout mehnat ki hai baap ne.

 

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Subah utha to ghar mein wohi sukoon tha, lekin dil mein toofan machal raha tha. Kal raat ki yaadein abhi bhi taaza thi – Pammi ki wohi madhosh karne wali awaaz, uska jism ka sparsh. Chai leke wohi aayi, mujhe dekhte hi uske chehre par wohi shaitani muskurahat phail gayi. Aankhon mein aaj khullam-khulla aag thi, jaise keh rahi ho, "Papa, aaj dopahar mein milte hain."

Khana kha ke main jaldi kheton ki taraf nikal gaya. Aaj kaam karne ka bilkul mann nahi tha; dimag mein bas usi dopahar ka intezaar tha. Dhoop tez ho rahi thi, lekin mera dil aur tez dhadak raha tha. Waqt guzarta gaya, aur har pal lambi lag rahi thi.

Dopahar ke baarah bajte-bajte door se awaaz aayi, “Papa…” Yeh uski awaaz thi, madhur lekin bhari hui. Dekha to Pammi aa rahi thi, haath mein tiffin liye. Full make-up mein thi: laal lipstick uske honthon ko aur chamka rahi thi, kaajal se aankhen aur gehri lag rahi thi, baal khule hue lehraye ja rahe the. Laal saare mein lapeti hui, bilkul dulhan jaisi dikhti thi, lekin uski aankhon mein wohi randi wali chamak thi – bhukhi, beqabu.

Woh mere paas aayi, tiffin rakha aur khud baith gayi. Main khana khane laga, lekin nazar us par thi. Uske bade-bade doodh saare mein hil rahe the, pallu jaan-boojh kar neeche sarkaya hua tha. Har saans ke saath woh upar-neeche ho rahe the, mujhe paagal kar rahe the.

Achanak woh uthi, bina kuch bole. Ped ka sahara liya, peeth meri taraf ki, aur dheere se saare ka ghera upar utha diya. Usne panty nahi pehni thi! Badi gol, gori-gori gaand poori nangi ho gayi. Dono cheeks dhoop mein chamak rahe the, jaise amarit ki tarah.

Main sann reh gaya. Meri wahi sharif beti… itni aag andar chhupa ke rakhi thi! Dimag mein ghanti baji, lekin jism mein aag lag gayi. Main ekdum se utha, gaali dete hue uske paas gaya, “Saali randi… kutiya… apne baap ke saamne gaand dikha rahi hai…”

Aur zor-zor se uski gaand pe thappad marne laga. Chataaak! Chataaak! Chataaak! Har thappad ke saath uski gori gaand laal hone lagi, lekin woh sisak rahi thi, mazaa le rahi thi. “Aaaahhh papa… aur zor se… aur maariye… haan, aise hi…”

Main aur bhadak gaya. Neeche baith gaya, uski dono gaand pakad ke alag ki. Uske ched saaf dikh raha tha, geela aur taiyaar. Main apna muh uski gaand ke beech mein laga diya. Zubaan se uske ched ko chaatne laga, dheere-dheere andar tak ghusane laga. Uska swad namkeen aur madhur tha, jaise amrit.

Woh sisiyaa rahi thi, kamar jhuka ke aur peeche ko dhakel rahi thi, “Aaahhh papa… haan… chaato… apni beti ki gaand chaato… aur andar… aaaah!” Uske ched se geela-geela paani nikal raha tha, main pura chaat raha tha, zubaan ko aur tez chalate hue. Uski saansein tez ho gayi thi, jism kamp raha tha, lekin hum dono rukne ke mood mein nahi the. Yeh dopahar abhi shuru hi hui thi.


Woh ekdum se mudhi, uski aankhon mein shaitani chamak thi, jaise wohi aag abhi bhi bhadak rahi ho. Usne apni teeno ungliyan, jo uski chut aur gaand ke paani se tar-batar thi – geela, namkeen, aur madhur – seedha mere muh mein ghusa di. Main kutte ki tarah chaatne laga, zubaan ko ungliyon ke charon taraf ghumate hue, uska har boond nigalta raha. Uska swad mere muh mein ghoom raha tha, dil ko aur tez kar raha tha. Uske chehre par vijayi muskan thi, jaise ab woh jeet gayi ho, jaise usne mujhe poora apne kabze mein kar liya ho.

Phir woh neeche baithi, ghutno ke bal, jaise koi bhakti bhari bhakt. Usne mera pant ek jhatke mein neeche kheencha, aur mera kala, mota lund bahar aa gaya – sakht, garam, aur taiyaar. Usne dono haathon se usko pakda, nazar se ghoorti hui, aur seedha gale tak le liya. Zor-zor se chusne lagi, muh ko upar-neeche karte hue, jaise yeh uska sabse pasandida khel ho. Har baar gale tak le jaati to uske bade-bade doodh hil jaate, bra se bahar nikalne ko betab, saare ke pallu se chhupne ki koshish mein nakaam.

Main pagal ho chuka tha, dimag mein bas aag thi. Uske baal pakad ke main uske muh ko chodne laga, zor-zor se andar-bahar karte hue. Bich-bich mein lund nikaal kar uske gaal pe, uski aankhon pe thappad maar deta – chataaaak! Chataaaak! Uski gori chamdi laal ho gayi, lekin woh aur zor se chusne lagti, aankhein band kiye mazaa lete hue, jaise dard hi uska sukh ho.

Main muh khol kar uske muh pe thookta, garam thook uski thuddiyon se hota hua uske cleavage mein ja girta. Uske doodh geele ho gaye, saare pe daag lag gaye. “Le saali… apne baap ka thook pee… randi kahin ki…” Main gaali deta raha, aur woh aankhein band kiye chus rahi thi, muh se “glug-glug” ki awaaz aa rahi thi, jaise woh har boond ko pee rahi ho.

Bas 2-3 minute lage, main jhadne ke bilkul qareeb pahunch gaya. Dimag mein andhera chha gaya, sirf aag thi. Uske baal pakde, zor se gaali di, “Le kutiya… le tera baap ka maal…” Aur saara garam-garam maal uske chehre pe, uske doodh pe, uski zubaan pe, uski aankhon pe udel diya. Bade-bade boondon mein uska poora chehra aur seena geela ho gaya, maal ki dhaarein beh rahi thi, uski chamdi pe chamak rahi thi dhoop mein.

Woh saans phoolaye baithi rahi, hanfte hue, lekin aankhon mein wahi shaitani muskan thi. Ungli se chehre pe laga maal utha kar woh chaatne lagi, zubaan se har boond saaf karte hue, jaise yeh uska amrit ho. Main hanfte hue usko dekhta raha, jism abhi bhi garam, dimag mein bas ek hi baat thi: ab chut phaadni hai… aaj hi. Uski nazar meri nazar se mili, jaise woh jaan gayi ho, aur uski muskan aur gehri ho gayi...

(To be continued)

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