So, dosto… ab tak toh aapko pata chal hi gaya hoga ki maine apni maa ko birthday par daaru pila ke, girlfriend banaya aur sex kiya. Par jaise daaru aur sex dono ka nasha utra, woh mujhse door chali gayi, jaise hamare beech kuchh nahi hua ho.
Ab meri haalat bahut kharab ho gayi thi. Sex ke baad mera masturbate karne ka bhi mann nahi ho raha tha. Bas, maa ki chut maarnne ka khayal rehta tha din raat. Aur maa thi ki, bhaav hi nahi de rahi thi.
Maine sab try kar liya – pehle jaise apni body aur lund bhi dikhaya par woh pighal hi nahi rahi thi. Aur main sex ke bina mara ja raha tha. Kabhi kabhi toh unki navi aur figure dekh ke, zabardasti sex karne ka khayal bhi hota par main khud ko sambhal leta tha.
Jab bhi maa se sex ki baat karta, woh taal deti, aur mujhe daat deti thi. Jaise ki maine unka nashe mein fayda uthaya ho. Mera bura haal ho gaya.
Kuchh din aise hi guzar gaye. Ab mera sex drive aur zyada badh gaya tha. Ek subah meri maa jab nahaane ko bathroom gayi, mujhe unko bina kapde mein bahut dekhne ka mann hua. Unki badi badi curvy figure…
Main bathroom ki vent ke chhed mein se jhaakne laga. Woh sari utaar rahi thi, toh maine unka video bhi banaya. Kya hi nazaara tha – meri maa sari mein ekdum kadak maal lagti hai. Deep cleavage, bade bade choochiya, aur blouse ke neeche mura hua pet aage se ekdum mada aurat type.
Aur peeche se blouse ke neeche ubhra hua side hips jo side se unki kamar mein 3 ke shape mein mudha hua, 3 ke neeche wala curve upar se zyada ubhra hua, ekdum unki chaudi gand se mil jaata. Aur halka post pregnancy marks deep navi ke neeche ekdum kaamuk. Unki gol gol ass cheeks. Ye sab dekh ke mere andar hawas ka jaanwar ghus gaya, aur main wahi hilaane laga.
Mere andar kaamvasna itni bhar gayi thi ki turant mere lund se maal gir gaya aur wall pe mera ghana maal chhitak gaya.
Ab mera hawas kuchh had tak shaant hua aur main room mein gaya. Phir jor se sochne laga maa ko kaise manaaun sex ke liye, phir se. Shayad maine unke na bolne par bhi andar hi gira diya tha, isliye woh bura maan gayi. Aur meri maa ke gusse ke saamne unka hawas bhi phika hai. Par meri muthi mujhko 2-3 din hi shaant rakh sakti thi. Uske baad mujhe jaise bhi unki chut chahiye tha.
Maine finally ek plan banaya, kyunki 3 din baad papa bhi ghar aane wale the.
Main maa ke paas gaya; woh kitchen mein thi.
Main: “Maa??”
Maa: “Bol??”
Main: “Maa… uss raat jo hua, sorry…”
Maa: (gusse se mujhe dekhte hue) “Hmm.”
Main: “Maa… hum dono nashe mein the…”
Maa: (lambi saans lete hue) “Hmm… pata hai… par tu ne mere kehne ke baad bhi mere andar gira diya.”
Main: “Maa, mera pehla baar tha… main control nahi kar paaya. Please maa… bahut mann ho raha hai tumko chodne ka… ek baar chodne do na??”
Maa: (gusse se) “Uss raat jo hua, so hua… ab nahi… tujhe kitni baar samjhana padega?? Main maa hoon teri… girlfriend nahi. College mein dhyaan de. Warnna papa…”
Main unke paas gaya aur unko peeche se pakad liya aur unki navi aur doodh masalne laga. “Maa, ek baar de na, please.”
Maa: “Chhor mujhe saala besharam!” (Maa ne mujhe dhakka deke alag kar diya)
Main ekdum helpless feel kar raha tha. 3 din baad, papa bhi ghar aa gaye, aur mera hawas tha ki aur zyada badh gaya, ekdum charam pe. Uss din maa ne papa ke pasand ka khana banaya, aur ekdum low waist sari pehni thi. Matlab, mujhe pata lag gaya maa mood mein hai.
Phir mere andar ke hawas ne mujhe ek raasta dikhaya. Raat ko dinner ke baad, main, maa papa ki room mein gaya aur andar jhaakne ki koshish karne laga. Andar maine dekha ki papa ne upar se kuchh nahi pehna aur bas pajama mein hai aur maa bra aur petticoat mein thi. Mujhe pata chal gaya unka karyakram shuru hone wala hai. Main andar gaya…
Main: “Maa??”
Maa: (apna petticoat ko bra ke upar kar khud ko dhaakte hue) “Kyun aaya hai yahaan tu?”
Main: “Maa, woh mere kamre ke machhar aa rahe the… socha machhardaani le lun.”
Maa: “Theek hai… le ja…”
Papa: “Arrey beta… ye le ke so ja jaldi…”
Main (mann hi mann): “Mujhe sab pata hai tum log kya karne wale ho…” Main andar se jal bhi raha tha, aur apne hawas pe taras kha raha tha. Yahaan main maa ki chut maarnne ke liye pagal ho raha hoon aur aaj raat papa wahi chut pelenge.
Main chupchap machhardaani lekar nikal gaya, par nikalne se pehle unke darwaaze ke saamne ka floor mat aise sarka diya ki jab woh darwaaza band karein toh lock na ho.
Mere bahar jaate hi, unhone darwaaza lagaya par lock nahi hua, jaise maine socha tha. Main jaldi se apne kamre mein gaya, light off ki, aur karyakram dekhne maa ki kamre ki taraf chala gaya. Mere maa aur papa light on rakh ke hi shuru ho gaye the.
Maine halka sa darwaaza khola aur gap se dekhne laga. Mere papa unko missionary mein pel rahe the. Mujhe ye dekh ke hawas ka ufaan sa chadh gaya.
Kuchh der mein, papa ka jhad gaya aur woh ulta aur muh karke so gaye. Aur meri maa apni chut saaf karne lagi. Unko dekh ke lag raha tha woh khush nahi thi. Phir woh darwaaze ki taraf aayi. Main jaldi se chhup gaya. Phir woh kitchen mein gayi aur ek mota lamba baingan liya aur apni chut sehelne lagi kitchen mein. Aur tabhi maine kya suna…?
Maa: “Ahh… ummmm… aaj Sam ke papa ne pura mood kharab kar diya. Ummm… ahhh… Sam, tumko maine apna chut diya par tumne meri baat taal kar mere andar gira diya. Tumse bahut umeed thi… socha tha, mera beta meri chut ki garmi shaant karega par tumne kyun mera ego hurt kiya, beta? Ummm… ahhhh… Ummm… Sam… chodo, meri chut… ummm… maa ki chut phaad do…”
Ye kya? Meri maa mujhe imagine karke apni chut sehla rahi thi, masturbate kar rahi thi. Ab mujhse control nahi hua. Aur main andar chala gaya. Maa shock ho gayi…
Maa: “Arrey tum yahaan!?” (Ekdum shock)
Main: “Maa, kya tum mujhe soch ke baingan se apna hawas shaant kar rahi ho??”
Maa: (nervous) “Nahi… woh… um! Tum yahaan kya kar rahe?”
Main: “Maa, paani peene aaya tha. Par tum mil gayi. Woh bhi is haalat mein.”
Maine unko upar se neeche tak dekha. Woh, bas, bra aur petticoat mein thi; kya nazaara tha unka ubhra ubhra curvy ghumau dar badan!
Maa: “Kya dekhta hai re?”
Main: “Maa, mujhe pata hai tum mood mein ho… aur main bhi kab se mood mein hoon.”
Maa: “Ye theek nahi.” (Woh kitchen se nikal gayi)
Maine unka bazu pakad liya.
Main: “Aur mera naam lekar tum baingan se chut sehla rahi thi… woh kya tha??”
Maa: “Chhor mera bazu…” Nervous hokar apne room mein chali gayi.
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Main ekdum confusion mein tha ki, “Mujhe kya karna chahiye ki mauka haath se na jaaye??”
Mere andar ekdum se hawas chadh gayi aur main bhi maa ke peeche unka room chala gaya. Jaise hi main room ke andar gaya, maine dekha maa shocked thi, aur papa jor jor se kharrate maarkar so raha tha. Maine maa ki taraf dekha, unka bra aur petticoat ka avatar aur unki ubhri hui body aur gehri navi, aur cleavage mujhe pagal kar raha tha. Main unke paas gaya.
Maa: (ekdum dheere saanso se baat karte hue) “Hai re ye ladka… tu yahaan kya? Pagal… tere papa yahi hai…”
Maine unka curvy kamar pakda aur meri taraf kheench liya. Phir unse lipat gaya aur unki body ko feel karne laga; haath se unka ek ek curve dabane laga. Kya mazaa aa raha tha…
Main: (dheere saanso mein baat karte hue) “Maa, papa toh gehri neend mein so rahe hain. Mujhe pata hai tum ekdum garam mood mein ho… maa, aaj raat chodne do na? Bas, tumko khush kar dunga…”
Maa: “Uff… ye ladka… par tere papa yahi hai, beta. Chhor mujhe.” (Unki hawas ab unki na par havi hone lagi)
Main maa ki honth chusne laga aur unka muh band kiya.
“Maa, papa nahi uthne wale. Aaj mat roko, please.” Phir main unki navi ki taraf jaake unki navi chusne laga unki kamar dabaate hue; phir unki navi chaatne laga…
Maa: “Uff… ye ladka meri leke maanega aaj. Dheere dheere kar, beta.”
Main: “Haan, maa… chinta mat karo… papa nahi jaagenge.”
Maine ab unka petticoat ka naada khol diya, aur unka petticoat zameen mein gir gaya. Maa ne andar kuchh nahi pehna tha. Unka chut mere lund ke saamne tha. Maine apna pant khola aur bina time waste kiye apna lund unki chut mein ghusa diya. Phir khade khade unko chodne laga. Hum bas saanso mein baat kar rahe the, dheere se.
Maa: “Haaaaa, ummmm… uiiiii haaa aaahhaa…”
Main: “Sssss, ufff… kya sexy maal ho yaar tum maa… ekdum kamini aurat… kya chut hai tumhari, ahhh.”
Maa: “Jaldi kar, ummmm.”
Main: “Jaldi se aapka mann shaant hoga??”
Maa: “Ufff… ummmm… hmmm.” (Jor jor se saans lete hue)
Main: “Ahhhhhh… maa, ye lo mera lund, maa… teri chut mein… randi… ahhh… aaj mauka mila hai…”
Maa: “Hmm, chod madarchod… bhadwe… chod apni maa ki chut ko…”
Maine ab unko papa ke side mein bed pe pin karke lita diya aur unko bed pe missionary position mein chodne laga.
Main: “Ahhhh… maa, mera lund tumhare chut ke andar kaisa lag raha hai? Ahhh… lund ghusaaun teri chut mein randi, saali kutiya?? Tere pati ke saamne bete se chud rahi hai, randi… saali… Ahhhh… ahhhh.”
Maa: “Ummm, tu gali deta hai toh mere chut mein aur hawas machalta hai… chod bhadwe apne baap ke saamne khud ki maa ko. Chod meri chut mujhe… ahhh.”
Main apna lund unki chut se pura bahar nikaalta. Phir ek jhatke mein fisalte hue andar de marta; ‘thap thap’ ka aawaaz aa rahi thi.
Maa: “Arrey, dheere pagal… papa ko jaagana hai kya??”
Main: “Maa, dheere dheere mein mazaa nahi…”
Main aur jor se unki chut bajaane laga. Bed bhi hil raha tha. ‘Thap thap thap thap.’ Achanak papa hil pade. Maine turant ek kambal se khud ko dhaak liya aur apna chehra maa ke doodh mein ghusa diya. Kambal se bas maa ka chehra dikh raha tha.
Papa: “Kya karti ho… theek se so nahi sakti?”
Maa: “Nahi… tum 2-3 mahine mein 2-4 din ke liye aate ho… mera abhi akele sone ki aadat ho gayi hai… tumhare saath neend nahi aa rahi.”
Papa: “Toh main kya karun?”
Idhar main dheere dheere kambal ke andar hi maa ki chut ke andar bahar karne laga…
Maa: “Ummm… tum guest room mein jaake so jaao na?”
Papa: “Hmm.” (Takiya uthaya aur chale gaye guest room ki taraf)
Jaise papa darwaaze se bahar gaye, maine kambal phenka aur maa ki taange phaad ke uchhal uchhal ke chodne laga.
Main: “Ye le, randi, saali, kutiya… teri chut maaru… ye le mera lund ka shot teri chut mein. Dekh, randi… kaise main apna lund ghusa raha hoon teri chut mein.”
Maa: “Ahhhh… ummmm… maar meri chut, beta… mujhe randi banaake chod beta… nikaal meri paani.”
Maine ek takiya unki gand ke neeche rakh diya aur unki gand ko upar uthaya. Phir unki doodh waali jaanghon ko pakad kar unki chut mein shot maarnne laga.
Main: “Saali, randi, kutiya… bada bhaav kha rahi thi itne din se… aaj raat bhar teri chut phaadunga…”
Mera lund maa ki chut ke honth ko phaadte hue andar jaata, phir bahar nikalta, phir andar jaata, aur unki curvy pet vibrate karti, aur doodh upar neeche bounce karta. Kya hi nazaara tha; kisi ka bhi 2 sec mein jhad jaaye. Par main kaha haar maanta? Mujhe toh itne dino se daba hua hawas ka pura mazaa lena tha.
Maa: “Ummm… haaa… phaad meri chut bana mujhe randi.”
Main: “Bol, randi… teri chut mein kya ghus raha hai?
‘Thap thap thap.’ Phir maine unki right boobs pe jor se slap kiya…
Maa: “Ahhhhh, auchhhh… tera lund beta…”
Main: “Maine phir unki boobs ko slap kiya. Bol, kutiya… khud ke bete ka lund chut ke andar lene mein kaisa lag raha hai?”
Maa: “Ahhh… ahh… ahh… bahut ganda… ahhhhhrrrr…”
Main: “Isi chut se paida kiya tha na, mujhe? Aaj isi chut mein lund ghusa raha hoon, meri maa…” (Ek jordaar shot aur mera lund unki chut ke andar) “Le mera lund teri chut mein, randi…”
Maa: “Ummm… ahhh.” (Maa ka chehra hawas se laal ho gaya tha, woh ekdum madhosh ho gayi) “Uiiiiiiiiiiii… ahhhhhh…” (ke saath unke chut se paani ka fawwaara nikalne laga)
Maa: “Ahhhhhhh, ssssss… hmmmm…” (Jor jor se lambi saans lete hue)
Woh mazze se kaamp rahi thi. Unka chehra randi jaisa lag raha tha. Maine unki chut par apna thook lagaya aur phir se lund ghusa diya aur bahut tez aur jor se unki chut bajaane laga.
Main: “Aaj phir tere andar hi apna maal giraunga randi. Tujhe toh main pregnant karunga…”
Maa: “Ahhh, gira de beta… main sambhaal lungi.”
Maine unki chut ke ekdum andar, jor ke jhatke ke saath apna pura maal gira diya…
Main: “Ahhhhhhhh… saali maa ki chut… ye lo mera paani teri chut ke andar, ahhh haa haa ssss.” (Mera pichkaari andar mera safed paani pump kar raha tha)
Maine apna lund bahar nikaala aur main wahi let gaya, maa ke nange badan ke upar.
Maa: “Ye sab mein mazaa bahut hai… par beta, main nahi chaahti ki tujhe abhi se chut ki laat lage. Aur na hi mujhe tere lund ki… isliye main tere saath sex nahi kar paungi… ab nahi reh paungi. Main tujhe tere naana ke ghar bhej dungi, shayad. Tu ab wahi se college jaana.”
Main: “Maa… par? Ye kya keh rahi ho? Ghar se college zyada door nahi hai…”
Maa: “Pata hai par hum isko aise nahi chhod sakte… ab hamara rishta ekdum alag ho gaya hai.”
Main: (pareshan hote hue) “Nahi, maa… mat bhejo naana ke ghar… main tumko khush rakhunga… tumhari sab baat maanunga.”
Maa: “Main ye hamare rishte ki bhalai ke liye soch rahi hoon, beta. Tere naana ke ghar paas mein hi toh hai.”
Mere naanaji paas hi ke colony mein rehte hain. Unhone dusri shaadi ki hai aur meri sauteli naani mere maa se bas 6 saal badi hai. Woh 46 ki hai aur unka figure bhi ekdum kadak hai. Aur meri sauteli maasi 26 ki hai – mere maa se 12 saal chhoti.
Maa: “Bas, beta… hamara sex ka safar yahi tak theek hai.”
Main: “Maa, theek hai… par aaj raat mat rokna mujhe.”
Maine maa ki chut mein phir lund ghusa diya aur unki chudai karne laga.
“Maa, kal jo ho, par aaj raat ke liye tu meri randi hai… aur aaj puri raat tujhe main randi banaake chodunga.”
‘Thap thap thap…’
Maa: “Kitna josh hai re tere mein? Ahhhh…”
Main: “Bahut zyada, randi.” (Maine unka gala pakad liya, phir jor se andar tak shot maarnne laga) “Saali randi kutiya… aaj raat bhar teri chut maarunga. Ahhh… ye le… ye le, mera lund teri chut ke andar… ye le… ahhh… ye le, randi… ahhh… ye le.”
‘Thap thap thap…’
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