Adultery Maa ki paap – Bete ka Badla

[CuriousOne]

Shaam ke 6 baje main ghar me dekh raha tha… maa thodi bechain si lag rahi thi, kaam kar rahi thi aur ghadi ka kata dekh rahi thi. Mujhe to sab pata tha, aur gussa bhi aa raha tha. Itni bholi dikhati aur idhar aisi harkat karti… Maa kuch der baad mere paas aayi.

Maa “Beta, aaj shaam ko main thoda mela jaane ko soch rahi thi.”

Main “Ap mela pe jana chahti ho? Lekin apko to mela bagera pasand nahi. Acha, thik hai, main le chalta hoon.”

Maa “Nahi beta, tujhe saath aane ki zaroorat nahi. Main bagal ki didi ke saath chali jaungi.”

Mujhe pata tha… aur gussa bhi aa raha tha ki kaise jhooth bol rahi thi. Lekin main normal act kiya.

Main “Thik hai maa, waise bhi mujhe thoda kaam hai bahar. Main bahar jaa raha hoon, shayad thoda late hoga.”

Maa “Koi dikat nahi beta.”



Main ghar se nikal aya. Dress change kar liya, taki pehchana na jaaun. Face cover kar liya — mask aur cap pehnke mela ki taraf chala gaya. Shaam ke 7 baj gaye the, andhera bhi ho gaya tha, aur mela me logon ki bhid thi.

Tabhi meri nazar padhi us par — mera maa Anju par, jaise maine pehle bataya tha, laal saree pehni, kali blouse aur petticoat nabhi ke neeche. Mela ke beech se wo chal rahi thi. Ekdum laal rang aur uski gori rangat dekh kar lag raha tha, sach me hot maal lag rahi thi.

Main usse dekhte hue call lagaya.

Main “Kafi maal dikh rahi ho. Bete ko kya bolke ayi tu?”

Maa “Didi ke saath mela pe jaa rahi hoon.”

Main “Sali, jhooth kafi achani se bol leti ho aur bholi banke dikhati ho.”

Maa “Waisi baat nahi hai.”

Main “Ab jo main bolu, karo… waha se mele ke piche jao. Piche ki gate se nikalke, field ke pass jo tuta hua jhopdi hai, waha pe jao.”

Maa phir waisa hi kiya. Main chupke chupke uske piche gaya… usko pata na chale. Mela se dur, wo tuta hua jhopdi aur ekdum andhera… aas paas koi bhi nahi. Maa waha khadi, idhar-udhar dekh rahi thi. Main dheere se uske piche gaya… aur ekdum se use hug kar liya.

Main maa ke pet par thoda zor se daba ke, apni awaaz thodi badal kar bola, “Sali, tere jaisi randi aurat maine kabhi nahi dekhi.”
Maa dari hui, “Please, aap mera woh sab kisi ko mat batana.”

Main uski baat ko nazarandaaz karte hue, uske jism pe haath thode rough tareeke se sehlate hue, uske jism ko mehsoos karne laga. Ye pehli baar tha jab maine kisi aurat ke jism ko haath lagaya aur aise feel kiya.

Mainne ek haath se uski gardan pakad li, aur doosre haath se uske dono boobs ko pakad kar masalne laga. Uske muh se halki “ahh” wali aawaz nikalti jab main thoda zor se masalta. Aisi aawaz sun kar mujhe gussa aane laga — kaisi aurat hai, sabke samne bholi banti hai, lekin ek randi hai.

Lekin sach bolu, uske boobs kaafi bade size ke the. Main pehle kabhi life mein aisa feel nahi mehsoos kiya tha. Itna soft aur ek alag sa feel mere under ho raha tha. Lekin gussa bhi andar tha, aur main ekdum se usko ghaseet kar andar le gaya — tooti hui jhopdi ki taraf — aur dhakka deke wall ko pakad kar usko khade hone ko bola. Phir maine use thoda samne jhukne aur apni gand thodi upar karne ko kaha.

Uske petticoat ko upar kiya aur jo ushki panty pehni thi, usko khinch ke niche kar diya. Mere saamne uska gora, bada aur gol gand khula hua tha. Main hath Maa ke nange gand pe rakha. Itna soft, halki warm aur ekdum Sunehra gora. Ungli se ek-do baar gand ke soft skin ke upar mark kiya, upar-niche karte hue.

Phir ekdum se mera gussa phoot pada. Maine zor se maa ki gand pe de maara. Maa ekdam se sikh uthi, Lekin woh hilne ki himmat nahi kar paayi. Main ek‑do karte maara gaya, jab tak mera gussa thanda nahi hua. Kuch pal tak sab kuch tez aur garam lag raha tha. Jab thoda sa gussa thanda hua, tab maine dekha—maa ki gand lal ho gayi thi, aur uski aankhon mein aansoo the.

Lekin jab maine haath neeche kiya, to paya uski bur se paani beh raha tha. Main soch nahi paa raha tha ki itni maar kha ke bhi woh itni garam kaise ho sakti hai. Main uski bur ke upar ungli daal raha tha, aur pata nahi kaise, meri ungli khud hi bur ke andar‑bahar hone lagi. Thodi der mein game box ke muh se halki-halki ‘ahh ahh’ jaisi awaz aane lagi. Awaz sunke, maano main ek jaal mein phas gaya tha, kyunki mujhe khud nahi samajh aa raha tha main kya kar raha tha. Dheere-dheere uski saans tez hone lagi, awaaz bhi zyada aur tez ho gayi. Phir ek pal aisa aaya jab lagaa jaise uske shareer se saari taqat nikal gayi ho. Maa wahi zameen par gir gayi, thodi der tak saans sambhalti rahi. Mera haath bur ke paani se pura bheeg gaya tha. Mera haath maa ke seene par tha aur aur ungli uske muh ke upar rakha. Maa thodi muh door karne lagi, lekin maine ungli uske muh ke under dala aur usko uski bur ka paani chakhaya.

“Tabhi mujhe hosh aaya. Mera gussa bhi wapas aa gaya, to maine ek thappad maara aur bola…

Main: “Randi, Sali, Sharam nahi aati tujhe?”
Maa: “Please, maaf kar do mujhe.”
Main: “Itni easily maafi milti hai kya? Ek jawan beta hai tera aur aise galat kaam karti ho.”
Maa: “Mujhse galti ho gayi, maine nahi socha tha.”

Maa tab rone lagi, aur bolne lagi, “Maaf kardo…” Woh wahi zameen par baithi hui thi.

Jab maine maa ko rote hue dekha, to mera gussa dheere-dheere shant ho gaya. Main tab Anju ko jaane diya, aur woh chup-chap apne kapde theek karke wahan se chali gayi. Mujhe thoda bura lagne laga, lekin ek alag sa feeling bhi mehsoos hone laga.

Hot story bro maa to badi randi hai har kisi se chudne ke liye manti hai.. ab jald agla update do

 

[PervertBoy]

Part-4

Ghar ke darwaze tak aate-aate mera gussa kaafi had tak thanda ho chuka tha.
Mela ki woh saari garmahat… woh andhera…maa ki jishm, bur ki pani..
Maa ka rona, uski woh ajeeb-si awaazein…, uska “Please, maaf kar do …” kehna—
sab mere dimaag mein ab bhi ghoom raha tha.

Us waqt maa bilkul tooti hui laag rahi thi.
Dar-se, sharm-se, guilt-se.
Aur main…
main to usse bas rokna chahta tha, samjhaana chahta tha—
par us roop mein maine apni saari sakhti nikaal di.

Ab jab raat ki hawa thandi thi,
mera andar ajeeb sa mehsoos aa raha tha.
Gussa khatam…
par uski jagah ek aisi feeling…
jo main khud ko bhi samjha nahi paa raha tha.

Gate dhire se khola.

Ghar ke andar se roshni ki ek naram si lakeer aa rahi thi.
Main seedha kitchen ki taraf jaa raha tha jab ek pal ke liye main ruk gaya…

Woh waha khadi thi.
Maa.


Maa hamesha ki trah dikhthii. Itna kuch ho chuka tha, par uske chehre par zara si bhi ghabrahat nahi. Jaise kuch hua hi na ho… jaise woh koi doosri hi Aurat ho.

Main kitchen ke paas ruk gaya. Woh bartan rakh rahi thi, aankhon mein wahi shaant si masoomiyat. Par meri nazar bas ek pal ke liye uske gaal par tik gayi. Halka sa laalpan… shayad meri wajah se. Shayad sirf main hi notice kar sakta tha. Aur pata nahi kyun, us ek nishaan ne mujhe thoda sa hila diya.

“Kaise itni normal kaise ho sakti hai?” maine mann hi mann socha. Mela mein jo kuch hua… uska ek pal ka asar bhi iske chehre pe nahi. Jaise uske do chehre ho—ek jo sabko dikhta hai, aur ek jo chhupa rehta hai.

Main ne zyada sochna nahi chaha. Shayad usne apni galti samajh li ho. Shayad sach-much sab theek ho gaya ho.

Par phir bhi… jaise hi woh mere paas se guzri, meri nazar apne aap us par rukh gayi. Pata nahi kya tha, par uski chaal, uski narmi, uski khamosh si ada… kuch alag lag rahi thi. Jaise meri aankhen usko pehle kabhi is tarah dekhi hi nahi thi. Ek ajeeb sa ehsaas tha—na poori tarah galat, na poori tarah theek.



Maa boli,
“Raju, khaana laga doon? Thak gaye hoge… aa jao.”

Uski awaaz bilkul waise hi thi—shaant, sambhali hui, jaise shaam ko Mela mein kuch hua hi na ho. Main dheere se uth kar dining table ke paas aaya.

Maine casual sa poocha,
“Mela kaisa tha, Maa? Kuch liya-liya kya?”

Woh ek pal ko rukki, phir bilkul seedhi si shakal bana kar boli,
“Arey nahi Raju… kuch khaas tha hi nahi. Sab cheezein itni mehengi thi. Main toh jaldi hi wapas aa gayi.”

Main use dekh kar bas halka sa muskura diya.
Mujhe pata tha yah jhoot hai. Lekin samajh sakta tha ki maa aisi baat mujhe kaise bolti.

Par jaise-jaise woh mere saamne thali rakhti, meri nazar us par tikti ja rahi thi—bina mere control ke.

Uski sari ka pallu halkasa sarak kar kamar ke paas aa gaya tha. Uski gori jishm par rasoi ki halka sa chamak. Woh bilkul simple thi, par aaj mere liye kuch aur hi lag rahi thi.

Pehle main maa ko ek seedhi-saadhi aurat samajhta tha… par ab pata nahi kyun, aankhen uske har curve, har movement ko follow kar rahi thi.

Jab woh jhuk kar subzi rakh rahi thi, uski kamar ki soft si line dikhi—aur ek ajeeb si garmi mere andar se uthi. Main turant nazar hata le raha tha… par nazar wapas khud hi us taraf chali jaati.

Maa bilkul normal behave kar rahi thi,
“Lo Raju, garam chapati le lo… warna thandi ho jayegi.”

Woh kya bol rahi thi, kya karti thi—sab normal.
Par mera dimaag normal nahi tha.
Jaise Mela wali shaam ne mere andar kuch palat diya ho.

Main bas chupchaap khaana khata raha… aur uski ek ek harkat ko mehsoos karta raha.

Agle kuch din normal tareeke se guzar gaye.
Maine maa ko us number se dobara call nahi kiya. Socha, maa ko apni galti ka ehsas ho gaya hoga, isliye maine maa ko maaf kar diya.

Hamara har din, har routine—bilkul waise hi jaa raha tha jaise pehle.
Par andar… ek ajeeb si feeling din‑ba‑din badh rahi thi.
Ek halki curiosity, ek nayi tension… jo main khud samajh nahi pa raha tha.

Ush gaon ki raat maa aur Sunil bhai ki… aur Mela pe jo maine kiya…
yeh sab main bhoolne ki koshish kar raha tha.
Bas, Maa ko uski galti ki seekh mil gayi, aur sab theek hai. Main soch raha tha,

Phir Kuch din baad, main market mein Maa ke saath tha. Humne ghar ke liye kuch cheezein aur thoda sa grocery kharida. Phir Maa ne bola ki unhe tailor ke paas jaana hai, kyunki kuch din pehle unhone ek blouse silwane ke liye diya tha.

Mujhe bhi yaad aaya ki mujhe mere new college ke liye kuch samaan lena hai. Isliye Maa akeli tailor ki dukaan par gayi, aur main apne samaan ke liye doosri gali mein chala gaya.
Paas hi ki ek dukaan par mujhe mera samaan mil gaya, to main wapas tailor ki dukaan par gaya, socha Maa wahin hogi.

Tailor ka naam Usman tha, 30 saal ka aadmi. Main market me apna kaam khatam kar ke
maa ko dhundte hue purani gali me pohoncha.

Gali thodi patli thi, dono taraf purani dukanein,
Beech me chhoti si tailor shop—Ushman Tailors.

Jaise hi main shop ke paas aaya,
andar se ek ajeeb si hansi ki awaaz aayi—
hansi ke saath ek halka sa sharmaana mix tha.

“Bhaiya, aap bhi na… itni chhoti size ki bana di,”
Maa ki awaaz thi.

Main ek pal ke liye ruk gaya.
Kuch… galat nahin, par ajeeb laga.
Mann hua ki main bahar hi ruk jaaun.
Darwaaza aadha khula tha,
to main dheere se side mein khada ho gaya
aur us chhote se gap se andar jhaankne laga.

Maa ek laal rang ka blouse haath mein liye khadi thi,
aur Ushman ko bol rahi thi:

“Bhaiya, aapne size chhoti kar di. Fit nahi hogi.”

Ushman hasa aur bola:

“Arre bhabhi, aaj-kal yahi fashion hai.
Lekin shayad aap thodi… healthy ho gayi ho, isliye tight lag raha hoga.”

Maa ne halki si sharmai hui hansi mein jawab diya:

“Bhaiya… kahan se moti ho gayi main?”

Ushman phir bola:

“Theek hai bhabhiji, main measure leke dikha deta hoon
ki blouse sahi fit hai.”

Woh measuring tape uthakar
Maa kea fitting check karne laga,
“Seedhi khadi ho jao bhabhi,
warna galat jagah naap aa jayega.
Dekho na, pehle patli thi… ab thodi bhar gayi ho bas.”

Maa ne sirf halka sa muskurate hue kaha:

“Haan haan… aap bhi na.”

Main us gap se dekh raha tha.
Ushman tape shoulder, kabhi pith to kabhi chest pe leke measure kar raha tha,
aur Maa chup-chaap khadi thi—
na sharmate hue, na haste hue…
bas ek ajeeb sa calm expression.

Main samajh nahi pa raha tha
ki mujhe itna bechain kyun feel ho raha hai.
Jaise mere andar gussa bhi uth raha tha
aur ek ajeeb si garmiyat bhi.

Phir maine dekha… Ushman bina kuch bole achanak maa ki dudh ke upar par haath le gaya, maapne ke bahaane se halkasa masal diya bhi. Mere pair wahin jam gaye—yeh kya ho raha tha? Par Maa… woh toh bilkul shant, seedhi si khadi rahi. Aankhein halki si jhuka kar, sharmaahat aur ajeeb sa saath dene wala expression… jaise woh is sab mein khud bhi jaanti ho ki Ushman kya kar raha hai, aur phir bhi rokti nahi. Aur saamne Ushman ke chehre pe woh tharki bhari, chipkili hansi—jaise maa ke yeh saath dene se aur himmat aa gayi ho

Tabhi bahar road par kisi car ka horn zor se baj gaya.
Main bhi ekdam se jhatak utha,
aur andar Maa aur Ushman dono palat kar darwaaze ki taraf dekhne lage.

Ushman thoda peechhe hat gaya,
Maa ne jaldi se apni sari adjust kari
aur boli:

“Bhaiya, blouse pack kar do.”

Ushman ne blouse pack kar diya
aur Maa bahar aa gayi. Mujhe kuch boli nahi aur aakhe bhi mere se chupa rahi thi.

Magar jo maine dekha…
usse mera woh shaant hua gussa
phir se ubharne laga.
Aur saath hi ek alag si feeling—
ek attraction… ek khichav—
mere andar aur gehra hota gaya

 

[ashokdaji12]

Amazing Updatee

 

[Savi Malhotra]

Superb & fantastic update bro,
Keep it up bro,

 

[Abhay Raijan]

C

 

[urc4me]

Sunil aur usman se badla lo jisne aapki maa ko bargalaya, unki maa bahan ko bargala kar tab to badla kaha jayega.

 

[fucker_07]

Part-4

Ghar ke darwaze tak aate-aate mera gussa kaafi had tak thanda ho chuka tha.
Mela ki woh saari garmahat… woh andhera…maa ki jishm, bur ki pani..
Maa ka rona, uski woh ajeeb-si awaazein…, uska “Please, maaf kar do …” kehna—
sab mere dimaag mein ab bhi ghoom raha tha.

Us waqt maa bilkul tooti hui laag rahi thi.
Dar-se, sharm-se, guilt-se.
Aur main…
main to usse bas rokna chahta tha, samjhaana chahta tha—
par us roop mein maine apni saari sakhti nikaal di.

Ab jab raat ki hawa thandi thi,
mera andar ajeeb sa mehsoos aa raha tha.
Gussa khatam…
par uski jagah ek aisi feeling…
jo main khud ko bhi samjha nahi paa raha tha.

Gate dhire se khola.

Ghar ke andar se roshni ki ek naram si lakeer aa rahi thi.
Main seedha kitchen ki taraf jaa raha tha jab ek pal ke liye main ruk gaya…

Woh waha khadi thi.
Maa.


Maa hamesha ki trah dikhthii. Itna kuch ho chuka tha, par uske chehre par zara si bhi ghabrahat nahi. Jaise kuch hua hi na ho… jaise woh koi doosri hi Aurat ho.

Main kitchen ke paas ruk gaya. Woh bartan rakh rahi thi, aankhon mein wahi shaant si masoomiyat. Par meri nazar bas ek pal ke liye uske gaal par tik gayi. Halka sa laalpan… shayad meri wajah se. Shayad sirf main hi notice kar sakta tha. Aur pata nahi kyun, us ek nishaan ne mujhe thoda sa hila diya.

“Kaise itni normal kaise ho sakti hai?” maine mann hi mann socha. Mela mein jo kuch hua… uska ek pal ka asar bhi iske chehre pe nahi. Jaise uske do chehre ho—ek jo sabko dikhta hai, aur ek jo chhupa rehta hai.

Main ne zyada sochna nahi chaha. Shayad usne apni galti samajh li ho. Shayad sach-much sab theek ho gaya ho.

Par phir bhi… jaise hi woh mere paas se guzri, meri nazar apne aap us par rukh gayi. Pata nahi kya tha, par uski chaal, uski narmi, uski khamosh si ada… kuch alag lag rahi thi. Jaise meri aankhen usko pehle kabhi is tarah dekhi hi nahi thi. Ek ajeeb sa ehsaas tha—na poori tarah galat, na poori tarah theek.



Maa boli,
“Raju, khaana laga doon? Thak gaye hoge… aa jao.”

Uski awaaz bilkul waise hi thi—shaant, sambhali hui, jaise shaam ko Mela mein kuch hua hi na ho. Main dheere se uth kar dining table ke paas aaya.

Maine casual sa poocha,
“Mela kaisa tha, Maa? Kuch liya-liya kya?”

Woh ek pal ko rukki, phir bilkul seedhi si shakal bana kar boli,
“Arey nahi Raju… kuch khaas tha hi nahi. Sab cheezein itni mehengi thi. Main toh jaldi hi wapas aa gayi.”

Main use dekh kar bas halka sa muskura diya.
Mujhe pata tha yah jhoot hai. Lekin samajh sakta tha ki maa aisi baat mujhe kaise bolti.

Par jaise-jaise woh mere saamne thali rakhti, meri nazar us par tikti ja rahi thi—bina mere control ke.

Uski sari ka pallu halkasa sarak kar kamar ke paas aa gaya tha. Uski gori jishm par rasoi ki halka sa chamak. Woh bilkul simple thi, par aaj mere liye kuch aur hi lag rahi thi.

Pehle main maa ko ek seedhi-saadhi aurat samajhta tha… par ab pata nahi kyun, aankhen uske har curve, har movement ko follow kar rahi thi.

Jab woh jhuk kar subzi rakh rahi thi, uski kamar ki soft si line dikhi—aur ek ajeeb si garmi mere andar se uthi. Main turant nazar hata le raha tha… par nazar wapas khud hi us taraf chali jaati.

Maa bilkul normal behave kar rahi thi,
“Lo Raju, garam chapati le lo… warna thandi ho jayegi.”

Woh kya bol rahi thi, kya karti thi—sab normal.
Par mera dimaag normal nahi tha.
Jaise Mela wali shaam ne mere andar kuch palat diya ho.

Main bas chupchaap khaana khata raha… aur uski ek ek harkat ko mehsoos karta raha.

Agle kuch din normal tareeke se guzar gaye.
Maine maa ko us number se dobara call nahi kiya. Socha, maa ko apni galti ka ehsas ho gaya hoga, isliye maine maa ko maaf kar diya.

Hamara har din, har routine—bilkul waise hi jaa raha tha jaise pehle.
Par andar… ek ajeeb si feeling din‑ba‑din badh rahi thi.
Ek halki curiosity, ek nayi tension… jo main khud samajh nahi pa raha tha.

Ush gaon ki raat maa aur Sunil bhai ki… aur Mela pe jo maine kiya…
yeh sab main bhoolne ki koshish kar raha tha.
Bas, Maa ko uski galti ki seekh mil gayi, aur sab theek hai. Main soch raha tha,

Phir Kuch din baad, main market mein Maa ke saath tha. Humne ghar ke liye kuch cheezein aur thoda sa grocery kharida. Phir Maa ne bola ki unhe tailor ke paas jaana hai, kyunki kuch din pehle unhone ek blouse silwane ke liye diya tha.

Mujhe bhi yaad aaya ki mujhe mere new college ke liye kuch samaan lena hai. Isliye Maa akeli tailor ki dukaan par gayi, aur main apne samaan ke liye doosri gali mein chala gaya.
Paas hi ki ek dukaan par mujhe mera samaan mil gaya, to main wapas tailor ki dukaan par gaya, socha Maa wahin hogi.

Tailor ka naam Usman tha, 30 saal ka aadmi. Main market me apna kaam khatam kar ke
maa ko dhundte hue purani gali me pohoncha.

Gali thodi patli thi, dono taraf purani dukanein,
Beech me chhoti si tailor shop—Ushman Tailors.

Jaise hi main shop ke paas aaya,
andar se ek ajeeb si hansi ki awaaz aayi—
hansi ke saath ek halka sa sharmaana mix tha.

“Bhaiya, aap bhi na… itni chhoti size ki bana di,”
Maa ki awaaz thi.

Main ek pal ke liye ruk gaya.
Kuch… galat nahin, par ajeeb laga.
Mann hua ki main bahar hi ruk jaaun.
Darwaaza aadha khula tha,
to main dheere se side mein khada ho gaya
aur us chhote se gap se andar jhaankne laga.

Maa ek laal rang ka blouse haath mein liye khadi thi,
aur Ushman ko bol rahi thi:

“Bhaiya, aapne size chhoti kar di. Fit nahi hogi.”

Ushman hasa aur bola:

“Arre bhabhi, aaj-kal yahi fashion hai.
Lekin shayad aap thodi… healthy ho gayi ho, isliye tight lag raha hoga.”

Maa ne halki si sharmai hui hansi mein jawab diya:

“Bhaiya… kahan se moti ho gayi main?”

Ushman phir bola:

“Theek hai bhabhiji, main measure leke dikha deta hoon
ki blouse sahi fit hai.”

Woh measuring tape uthakar
Maa kea fitting check karne laga,
“Seedhi khadi ho jao bhabhi,
warna galat jagah naap aa jayega.
Dekho na, pehle patli thi… ab thodi bhar gayi ho bas.”

Maa ne sirf halka sa muskurate hue kaha:

“Haan haan… aap bhi na.”

Main us gap se dekh raha tha.
Ushman tape shoulder, kabhi pith to kabhi chest pe leke measure kar raha tha,
aur Maa chup-chaap khadi thi—
na sharmate hue, na haste hue…
bas ek ajeeb sa calm expression.

Main samajh nahi pa raha tha
ki mujhe itna bechain kyun feel ho raha hai.
Jaise mere andar gussa bhi uth raha tha
aur ek ajeeb si garmiyat bhi.

Phir maine dekha… Ushman bina kuch bole achanak maa ki dudh ke upar par haath le gaya, maapne ke bahaane se halkasa masal diya bhi. Mere pair wahin jam gaye—yeh kya ho raha tha? Par Maa… woh toh bilkul shant, seedhi si khadi rahi. Aankhein halki si jhuka kar, sharmaahat aur ajeeb sa saath dene wala expression… jaise woh is sab mein khud bhi jaanti ho ki Ushman kya kar raha hai, aur phir bhi rokti nahi. Aur saamne Ushman ke chehre pe woh tharki bhari, chipkili hansi—jaise maa ke yeh saath dene se aur himmat aa gayi ho

Tabhi bahar road par kisi car ka horn zor se baj gaya.
Main bhi ekdam se jhatak utha,
aur andar Maa aur Ushman dono palat kar darwaaze ki taraf dekhne lage.

Ushman thoda peechhe hat gaya,
Maa ne jaldi se apni sari adjust kari
aur boli:

“Bhaiya, blouse pack kar do.”

Ushman ne blouse pack kar diya
aur Maa bahar aa gayi. Mujhe kuch boli nahi aur aakhe bhi mere se chupa rahi thi.

Magar jo maine dekha…
usse mera woh shaant hua gussa
phir se ubharne laga.
Aur saath hi ek alag si feeling—
ek attraction… ek khichav—
mere andar aur gehra hota gaya

very nice,Sunil ko fir se laut ano, anju ko pregnant karo sunil se

 

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