Phir Vidhayak ji ne Ayesha ko wahi chair ke sahare ghodi bana diya. Ayesha ne apne aap hi apni chaudi, moti gaand peeche ki taraf nikaal di. Uski geeli chut aur tight gand ka ched bilkul khula hua tha.
Buddha ne peeche se apna mota lund uski chut par ragda aur ek jordaar dhakka mara —
**“Phachhhhhhhhh!”**
Mota lund poora andar ghusa. Ayesha maze se zor se sisak uthi,
“Aaaahhhhh… Malik… bahut mota hai… ahhhhh!!”
Vidhayak ji ne uski kamar pakdi aur danadan zor-zor se thokne laga. Har dhakke ke saath Ayesha ki moti gaand hil rahi thi aur “Thap! Thap! Thap! Thap!” ki tez awaazein hall mein goonj rahi thi.
Ayesha ki garm-garm siskariyan nikalne lagi,
“Ahhh… aur zor se… faad do meri chut… uffff Malik… bahut maza aa raha hai… ahhhhh!!”
Main apni beti ko aise maze mein dekh kar pagal ho utha. Mera lund paththar ban chuka tha. Main uske saamne chala gaya.
Jaise hi Ayesha ki aankhein meri aankhon se mili, uski nazron mein itna hawas aur madhoshi thi ki main khud ko rok nahi paaya. Maine uske chehre ko dono haathon mein pakda aur uske ras bhare, gulabi honton ko apne muh mein le kar zor-zor se chusne laga.
Ayesha ne bhi apni jeebh mere muh mein ghusa di. Hum dono baap-beti ek dusre ke muh mein jeebh daal kar paglon ki tarah chusne lage. Uski jeebh meri jeebh se lipat rahi thi aur hum dono ke thook ek dusre ke muh mein mil rahe the.
Vidhayak ji ye sab dekh kar zor se hans pada aur Ayesha ki gaand par zor-zor se thappad marte hue bola,
“Uffff… dekho randi… apne Abbu ke saamne bhi kitni masti se chud rahi hai… haramzadi… le… le aur zor se…!”
Wo Ayesha ko gaaliyan dete hue aur zor se dhakke marne laga. Har dhakke ke saath Ayesha ka pura jism aage ki taraf jhuk raha tha aur uske hont mere muh mein dab rahe the.
Ayesha ab puri tarah pagal ho chuki thi. Wo ek taraf mere muh mein jeebh ghusa kar chus rahi thi aur doosri taraf apni moti gaand peeche ki taraf utha-utha kar buddhe ka mota lund andar le rahi thi.
Hall mein sirf Ayesha ki siskiyaan, thap-thap ki awaazein aur hum dono baap-beti ke chumne ki geeli awaazein goonj rahi thi.
Jaise hi Vidhayak ji jhadne wale the, unhone apna mota lund Ayesha ki chut se bahar nikala aur gaali dete hue uski chaudi gaand par jhad gaye.
“Le… le kutiya… saali… ahhhhh!!”
Garam-garam virya ki dhaar Ayesha ki moti gaand par giri. Kuch boonde uski gaand ki line mein beh gayi. Ayesha zor-zor se hanf rahi thi.
Ayesha hanfte hue wahi sofa par baith gayi. Uski adhi chuchiyan abaya se bahar nikal rahi thi, nipples abhi bhi khade the. Uska chehra laal aur paseene se tar tha.
Vidhayak ji hanste hue bathroom ki taraf chale gaye. Main Ayesha se thoda dur sofa par baith gaya aur uski aankhon mein dekhne laga. Ayesha ne meri taraf dekha aur dheere se muskura uthi.
Thodi der baad Vidhayak ji wapas aaye aur Ayesha ki bagal mein baith gaye. Unhone Ayesha ko apni bahon mein kheench liya aur uske bade boobs ko zor se masalte hue bola,
“Tere jaisi garam maal koi nahi hai Ayesha… bahut mast rand hai tu…”
Phir unhone meri taraf dekhte hue muskurate hue bola,
“Bhai… aapki beti to bahut mast hau…aisi chiz aur kahi nhi…”
Ayesha sharmate hue muskurayi. Vidhayak ji ne uske gaal par haath ferte hue pucha,
“Phir kab aayegi?”
Ayesha ne dheere se jawab diya,
“Jab aap bulao Malik…”
Ayesha uthi aur apna abaya theek karne lagi. Usne apni chuchiyan andar ki aur abaya seedha kiya. Main bhi utha. Vidhayak ji ne hum dono ko dekha aur muskurate hue bola,
“Jao… lekin agli baar jaldi aana.”
Main Ayesha ko lekar bahar aa gaya. Bike ke paas pahunch kar Ayesha mere peeche baith gayi. Uski chuchiyan meri peeth se lagi hui thi.
Main bike start kar ke ghar ki taraf nikal pada…
Raste mein maine Ayesha se pucha,
“Aur kitno se tere affair hain beti?”
Ayesha ne apni garam saansein meri gardan mein chhodte hue dheere se bola,
“Kyun Abbu… aapko bura lag raha hai?”
Maine jawab diya,
“Nahi beti… lekin wo bade log hain… powerful log…”
Ayesha ne meri peeth se apni chuchiyan dabate hue muskurate hue kaha,
“Aap fikar mat karo Abbu… main sab sambhal lungi…”
Aise hi baatein karte hue hum ghar pahunch gaye. Ghar khali tha. Nazma shayad apne room mein soyi hui thi.
Main ne Ayesha ka haath pakda aur usko uske room mein le gaya. Ayesha garmi aur chudai ki wajah se thaki hui lag rahi thi, lekin uski aankhon mein abhi bhi hawas ki aag jal rahi thi.
Main aage badha aur uski paseene se bhigi gardan ko chumne laga. Uski khushbu aur paseene ka mix mujhe aur pagal kar raha tha. Main usko chumte hue bola,
“Mujhe yakin nahi ho raha… mere ghar mein itni garam garam maal hai… Saima bhi bilkul teri tarah garam hai…”
Ayesha muskurate hue apne gulabi honton se meri chaati chatne lagi. Uski jeebh meri skin par fer rahi thi. Main uski peeth sahlate hue bola,
“Bhola ke saath kaisa laga beti?”
Ayesha muskura uthi. Usne mujhe zor se dhakka diya aur mujhe bed par litakar mere upar aa gayi. Wo paglon ki tarah mujhe chumne lagi. Uski jeebh mere muh mein ghusa di aur zor-zor se chusne lagi.
Thodi der baad maine usko bed par litaya. Uski abaya upar ki taraf kar di aur uski moti, gore janghon mein muh ghusa diya.
**Uffff…**
Uski chut bahut zyada geeli thi. Paani ki boonde tapak rahi thi. Main kisi bhookhe kutte ki tarah uski chut chatne laga. Uski geeli chut ka madhosh swaad mere muh mein bhar raha tha.
Ayesha zor-zor se sisakne lagi,
“Ahhh… Abbu… aur zor se… chaato… uffff!!”
Wo apni taange faila kar mera sar apni chut par zor se daba rahi thi. Main jeebh andar ghusa kar uska ras pi raha tha aur uski moti janghon ko dono haathon se pakad kar chaat raha tha.
Ayesha ki siskiyaan tez hoti ja rahi thi aur wo apni chut ko mere muh par ragad rahi thi.
Thodi der ke zor-daar chusai ke baad Ayesha ka pura jism sakht ho gaya. Uski taange kaanpne lagi aur wo karahte hue zor se jhad gayi.
“Ahhhhh… Abbu… aa rahi hun… uffff!!”
Uski chut se garam ras ki dhaar mere muh mein nikal aayi. Main ne ek boond bhi waste nahi hone di aur uski chut ko chatta raha. Uski saari boondon ko akhiri tak pi gaya.
Ayesha zor-zor se hanf rahi thi. Uski aankhein band thi aur chehra madhoshi se bhara hua tha. Wo thak kar leti rahi.
Main utha aur uske bagal mein baith gaya. Uski khubsurat chehre ko dekhta raha — paseene se bhiga chehra, laal hont, aur abhi bhi halki-halki kaanpti chuchiyan. Usne dheere se aankhein kholi aur mujhe ghurta dekh kar sharma gayi. Uski nazrein neeche jhuk gayi.
Main ne haath badhaya aur uske mulayam, geele honton ko ungliyon se masalte hue bola,
“Tu bahut garam hai Ayesha… agar mera bas chalta to tere se shaadi kar leta…”
Ayesha ye sun kar muskura uthi. Uski aankhon mein sharm aur khushi dono the.
Wo dheere se boli,
“Aapko bura nahi lagta… main kisi aur ke saath… kuch karti hun?”
Main muskurate hue bola,
“Tumhe maza aata hai na beti?”
Ayesha ne dheere se sar hila diya — haan mein.
Main uske honton ko chumte hue bola,
“Bas mujhe meri beti ki khushi chahiye… jo bhi tujhe maza de, kar… lekin hamesha apna Abbu ka khyal rakhna…”
Ayesha ne meri gardan mein baahen daal di aur mujhe kas kar pakad liya. Uski garam saansein meri chaati par pad rahi thi.
Phir main waha se utha aur dheere se kamre se nikal gaya kyunki kabhi bhi Nazma uth sakti thi. Shaam tak main bahar ghumta raha. Andhera hone tak ghar aaya to Ayesha kitchen mein kaam kar rahi thi aur Rida hall mein sofe par baithi mobile chala rahi thi.
Jaise hi Ayesha ne mujhe dekha, wo muskurate hue chhat ki taraf ishara karne lagi. Main kuch samajh nahi paaya lekin chup-chaap chhat ki taraf chala gaya.
Sidhiyon ke upar pahunch kar main darwaze par khada ho gaya aur jo nazara dekha usse main hairan reh gaya.
Halka andhera ho chuka tha. Waha **Hamza** apni pant niche karke khada tha aur uska aadha mota lund apni Ammi **Nazma** ke muh mein tha. Nazma ghutno ke bal baithi hui thi aur maze se uska lund chus rahi thi.
Hamza aankhein band kiye maze se siskariyan le raha tha,
“Ahhh… Ammi… aur andar… uffff!!”
Nazma ne dheere se lund muh se nikaalte hue bola,
“Tu hame marwayega beta… koi dekh lega to…”
Lekin Hamza ne suni nahi. Usne apna pura mota lund Nazma ke muh mein dhakel diya aur uske baal pakad kar dheere-dheere dhakke marne laga.
“Koi nahi dekhega Ammi… uffff… aapka muh kitna garam hai… bahut mast hai…”
Nazma ke muh se thook ki dhaar bahar nikal kar Hamza ke lund par beh rahi thi. Uski laar lund ke neeche ki nas par tapak rahi thi. Nazma aankhein band kiye uska lund gale tak andar le rahi thi aur “gluck… gluck…” ki geeli awaazein nikal rahi thi.
Hamza ab maze mein tha. Usne Nazma ke sar ko pakad kar zor-zor se muh chodna shuru kar diya. Nazma ki badi chuchiyan hil rahi thi aur uske honton ke kone se thook aur laar tapak rahi thi.
Main darwaze ke bahar khada ye sab chup-chaap dekh raha tha. Mera lund phir se khada ho chuka tha.
Main darwaze ke bahar khada tha aur andar ka nazara dekh raha tha.
Hamza ab aur beqarar ho chuka tha. Usne apna lund Nazma ke muh se nikaala aur jaldi se usko utha kar khada kar diya. Nazma abhi bhi hanf rahi thi. Hamza ne turant apni Ammi ko gale lagaya aur hadbadhat mein uski gardan par zor-zor se chumne laga.
“Ahhh Ammi… aap bahut garam ho…”
Uski jeebh Nazma ki naram gardan par fer rahi thi. Kabhi wo uski gardan ko chus raha tha, kabhi halke se kaat raha tha. Nazma ki saansein tez ho gayi thi.
Hamza ka haath Nazma ke bade boobs par chala gaya. Usne kapde ke upar se hi dono chuchiyon ko zor se pakad kar masalne laga. Uski ungliyan Nazma ke nipples ko pakad kar khinch rahi thi.
“Uffff Ammi… aapke chuche bahut bade aur soft hain…”
Nazma sharm aur hawas ke mila-jule ehsaas mein boli,
“Beta… dheere… koi aa jaayega…”
Lekin Hamza rukne wala nahi tha. Usne Nazma ke honton ko chusne ki koshish ki. Nazma ne sharmate hue muh ghuma liya to Hamza ne uski gardan aur gaal par zor-zor se chumne laga. Dono ki saansein ek dusre ke muh par pad rahi thi.
Hamza ne Nazma ko deewar se laga diya aur uski ek taang apni kamar par utha li. Uska mota lund Nazma ki chut par ragad raha tha. Wo apni Ammi ke boobs ko zor se dabate hue aur gardan chuste hue bola,
“Ammi… aapko bhi maza aa raha hai na… boliye…”
Nazma sirf siskiyaan bhar rahi thi aur apne bete ko kas kar pakde hue thi. Hamza ka haath ab uski moti gaand par chala gaya tha aur wo zor-zor se masal raha tha.
Dono Ammi-bete ka ye hadbadhat bhara pyaar dekh kar mera lund fatne ko ho raha tha.