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UPDATE - 20
Khatam hone ke baad Rony uske body par upar ki taraf crawl kar gaya. Uska mota lund – uske patle frame par impressively khada – uski geelapan aur apne ras se chamak raha tha. Usne khud ko uske entrance par set kiya, aankhein uski aankhon se judi hui. “Vachan yaad rakh Maa. Ek baar. Mere liye maa.”
Is waqt uske aankhon ke kinaaron se aansu beh rahe the, lekin usne dheere se sar hila diya, madhosh si harkat. Usne apni taangein uski patli kamar ke around lapet li. “Bas… thoda soft. Ek pal ke liye. Please.”
Usne sar hila diya, aankhon mein jhootha vachan, aur andar dhakel diya. Soft nahi. Ek smooth, gehre, claim karne wale stroke mein usko poora bhar diya. Uske muh se chupke se cheekh nikal gayi, uske naakhun uski peeth par kharoch gaye.
Phir woh hilne laga. Koi soft rhythm nahi tha. Shuru se hi hard, driving aur possessive pace. Har dhakel uske body ko bed par upar dhakel raha tha, headboard wall se continuous damning drumbeat mein baj raha tha.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
“Dheere… Ahhh!… Rony, dheere!” woh maang rahi thi, lekin Rony ne uski cheekhon ko apni zuban uske muh mein daal kar chup kar diya. Jaldi hi uski maange unke milan ke sang mein kho gayi. Penetration ki geeli slick awaazein. Uski pelvis ka uski fleshy gaand se thap thap. Unki toot ti saansein.
Rony ne Sri ko neeche daboch liya, uska patla paseene se geela body relentless animal hunger se hil raha tha. Har dhakel deliberate aur devastating tha – lambe powerful strokes jo uski geeli chut ko uske mothe veiny lund ke har inch nigalne pe majboor kar rahe the. Headboard wall se war drum ki tarah rhythmic thap thap kar raha tha uske surrender ka elaan.
Sri ka lambha, royal body us 18 saal ke ladke ke neeche bilkul debauched lag raha tha.
“Rony… b..beta… Ungh… Ungh… Ungh… itna… H..Hard mat… Ahhhh,” woh gasp kar rahi thi, awaaz toot ti whisper, lekin uski lambi taangein apne aap uski kamar ke around aur tight ho rahi thi, usko aur andar khinch rahi thi. Uski sundar ungliyan uske kandhon mein gaad rahi thi, dhakel nahi rahi, balki desperate cling kar rahi thi jaise darr ho ki woh ruk jaayega.
Lekin Rony pure savage lust mein kho chuka tha. Uski dark aankhein unfiltered obsession se jal rahi thi jab woh neeche us sundar married aurat ko dekh raha tha jise usne systematically kharab kiya tha. Ek wicked, almost manic grin uske honton par thi. Yeh uski ultimate jeet thi – woh lambi, graceful, saree pehanni wali doosri maa jo pehle usko soft scold karti thi, ab uske lund ke neeche faili hui whimper kar rahi thi.
Usne achanak slow kar diya, gehra aur ganda grind karte hue, hips ko slow devastating circles mein ghumaya taaki uske lund ka mota head uski sabse sensitive inner walls ko ragad sake. “Feel kar rahi hai Maa?” usne uske kaan ke paas garam whisper kiya, awaaz mein andhka maza. “Teri chut mujhe aise suck kar rahi hai jaise kabhi chhodna hi nahi chahti. Saalon ke boring quick fucks uncle ke saath… aur ab tera body aakhirkaar jaan gaya hai asli lund kaisa feel hota hai.”
Sri ne choked sob nikali, sharm se muh fer liya, lekin uske hips ne usko poora betray kar diya – har grind ke peeche uth rahe the, uski slick walls uski motai ke around greedily flutter aur clench kar rahi thi. Phir bhi uski peeth zor se arch hui, massive boobs uske bhooke muh ki taraf upar dhakel ti hui.
Rony ne phir se ek swollen nipple muh mein le liya, geeli obscene hunger se deep chusne laga jabki dusra haath dusre boob ko roughly maul kar raha tha, ungliyan soft overflowing flesh mein gaad raha tha. Usne halka kaata, phir dard ko apni broad possessive zuban se soothe kiya, saath hi woh slow grinding thrusts jaari rahe jo uske toes curl karwa rahe the.
Har baar jab woh poora andar jata, uske bhari balls uski gaand se press hote, woh obscene fullness usko sabse gande tareeke se stretched aur claimed feel karwati. Sri ka mangalsutra uske bouncing boobs ke beech uljha hua latak raha tha – uski shaadi ka pavitra nishaan ab uske bhanje ke har dhakel ke saath mazak uda raha tha.
“Main nahi… mujhe aisa feel nahi hona chahiye… Ohhh God, Please mujhe maaf kar dena” woh brokenly moan kar rahi thi, awaaz mein guilt aur badhti pleasure. Lekin uska body alag bhasha bol raha tha – uski chut har stroke ke saath aur geeli, garam, tight hoti ja rahi thi, uske lund ko apne creamy arousal se coat karti hui.
Rony ne uske nipple ko geele pop ke saath chhoda aur seedha uski aankhon mein dekha, chehra uske bilkul paas. “Mujhe dekh jab main tujhe chod raha hoon Maa,” usne rough lust bhari awaaz mein command kiya. “Dekh apna beta teri sundar married chut ko ruin kar raha hai.”
Sri ki aankhein uski aankhon se jud gayi, helpless aur forbidden ecstasy mein doobti hui jab usne phir se speed badha di – harder, deeper, zyada possessive. Uski soaked chut ke claim hone ki geeli filthy awaaz kamre mein bhar gayi, uski increasingly desperate moans ke saath mix hoti hui.
Woh single-minded intensity se usko chod raha tha, aankhein kabhi uske chehre se nahi hatati, har pain, pleasure aur shame ka flicker dekh raha tha. Aur phir se jhuk kar ek nipple muh mein le liya, zor se chuste hue andar dhakel raha tha. Woh cheekhi, uske haath uske sar ko apne boob par cradle kar rahe the, usko wahi rakhte hue.
“Aaj raat tu meri hai Maa,” usne uski skin ke against grunt kiya, dusre nipple par switch karke rough bite kiya phir zuban se soothe kiya. “Meri mom. Meri aurat.”
“Teri… Ohh God… Ohh God… sirf aaj raat ke liye…” woh jaise khud ko yaad dilati hui chant kar rahi thi. Ab uske hips earnest mein hil rahe the, uske plunges ko milane ke liye upar uth rahe the, uski inner muscles usko vice-like grip se clamp kar rahi thi. Kamra sauna ban gaya tha, sex ki musky khushboo se bhara. Rony ke naak se uske chest par paseena tapak raha tha.
Khatam hone ke baad Rony uske body par upar ki taraf crawl kar gaya. Uska mota lund – uske patle frame par impressively khada – uski geelapan aur apne ras se chamak raha tha. Usne khud ko uske entrance par set kiya, aankhein uski aankhon se judi hui. “Vachan yaad rakh Maa. Ek baar. Mere liye maa.”
Is waqt uske aankhon ke kinaaron se aansu beh rahe the, lekin usne dheere se sar hila diya, madhosh si harkat. Usne apni taangein uski patli kamar ke around lapet li. “Bas… thoda soft. Ek pal ke liye. Please.”
Usne sar hila diya, aankhon mein jhootha vachan, aur andar dhakel diya. Soft nahi. Ek smooth, gehre, claim karne wale stroke mein usko poora bhar diya. Uske muh se chupke se cheekh nikal gayi, uske naakhun uski peeth par kharoch gaye.
Phir woh hilne laga. Koi soft rhythm nahi tha. Shuru se hi hard, driving aur possessive pace. Har dhakel uske body ko bed par upar dhakel raha tha, headboard wall se continuous damning drumbeat mein baj raha tha.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
“Dheere… Ahhh!… Rony, dheere!” woh maang rahi thi, lekin Rony ne uski cheekhon ko apni zuban uske muh mein daal kar chup kar diya. Jaldi hi uski maange unke milan ke sang mein kho gayi. Penetration ki geeli slick awaazein. Uski pelvis ka uski fleshy gaand se thap thap. Unki toot ti saansein.
Rony ne Sri ko neeche daboch liya, uska patla paseene se geela body relentless animal hunger se hil raha tha. Har dhakel deliberate aur devastating tha – lambe powerful strokes jo uski geeli chut ko uske mothe veiny lund ke har inch nigalne pe majboor kar rahe the. Headboard wall se war drum ki tarah rhythmic thap thap kar raha tha uske surrender ka elaan.
Sri ka lambha, royal body us 18 saal ke ladke ke neeche bilkul debauched lag raha tha.
“Rony… b..beta… Ungh… Ungh… Ungh… itna… H..Hard mat… Ahhhh,” woh gasp kar rahi thi, awaaz toot ti whisper, lekin uski lambi taangein apne aap uski kamar ke around aur tight ho rahi thi, usko aur andar khinch rahi thi. Uski sundar ungliyan uske kandhon mein gaad rahi thi, dhakel nahi rahi, balki desperate cling kar rahi thi jaise darr ho ki woh ruk jaayega.
Lekin Rony pure savage lust mein kho chuka tha. Uski dark aankhein unfiltered obsession se jal rahi thi jab woh neeche us sundar married aurat ko dekh raha tha jise usne systematically kharab kiya tha. Ek wicked, almost manic grin uske honton par thi. Yeh uski ultimate jeet thi – woh lambi, graceful, saree pehanni wali doosri maa jo pehle usko soft scold karti thi, ab uske lund ke neeche faili hui whimper kar rahi thi.
Usne achanak slow kar diya, gehra aur ganda grind karte hue, hips ko slow devastating circles mein ghumaya taaki uske lund ka mota head uski sabse sensitive inner walls ko ragad sake. “Feel kar rahi hai Maa?” usne uske kaan ke paas garam whisper kiya, awaaz mein andhka maza. “Teri chut mujhe aise suck kar rahi hai jaise kabhi chhodna hi nahi chahti. Saalon ke boring quick fucks uncle ke saath… aur ab tera body aakhirkaar jaan gaya hai asli lund kaisa feel hota hai.”
Sri ne choked sob nikali, sharm se muh fer liya, lekin uske hips ne usko poora betray kar diya – har grind ke peeche uth rahe the, uski slick walls uski motai ke around greedily flutter aur clench kar rahi thi. Phir bhi uski peeth zor se arch hui, massive boobs uske bhooke muh ki taraf upar dhakel ti hui.
Rony ne phir se ek swollen nipple muh mein le liya, geeli obscene hunger se deep chusne laga jabki dusra haath dusre boob ko roughly maul kar raha tha, ungliyan soft overflowing flesh mein gaad raha tha. Usne halka kaata, phir dard ko apni broad possessive zuban se soothe kiya, saath hi woh slow grinding thrusts jaari rahe jo uske toes curl karwa rahe the.
Har baar jab woh poora andar jata, uske bhari balls uski gaand se press hote, woh obscene fullness usko sabse gande tareeke se stretched aur claimed feel karwati. Sri ka mangalsutra uske bouncing boobs ke beech uljha hua latak raha tha – uski shaadi ka pavitra nishaan ab uske bhanje ke har dhakel ke saath mazak uda raha tha.
“Main nahi… mujhe aisa feel nahi hona chahiye… Ohhh God, Please mujhe maaf kar dena” woh brokenly moan kar rahi thi, awaaz mein guilt aur badhti pleasure. Lekin uska body alag bhasha bol raha tha – uski chut har stroke ke saath aur geeli, garam, tight hoti ja rahi thi, uske lund ko apne creamy arousal se coat karti hui.
Rony ne uske nipple ko geele pop ke saath chhoda aur seedha uski aankhon mein dekha, chehra uske bilkul paas. “Mujhe dekh jab main tujhe chod raha hoon Maa,” usne rough lust bhari awaaz mein command kiya. “Dekh apna beta teri sundar married chut ko ruin kar raha hai.”
Sri ki aankhein uski aankhon se jud gayi, helpless aur forbidden ecstasy mein doobti hui jab usne phir se speed badha di – harder, deeper, zyada possessive. Uski soaked chut ke claim hone ki geeli filthy awaaz kamre mein bhar gayi, uski increasingly desperate moans ke saath mix hoti hui.
Woh single-minded intensity se usko chod raha tha, aankhein kabhi uske chehre se nahi hatati, har pain, pleasure aur shame ka flicker dekh raha tha. Aur phir se jhuk kar ek nipple muh mein le liya, zor se chuste hue andar dhakel raha tha. Woh cheekhi, uske haath uske sar ko apne boob par cradle kar rahe the, usko wahi rakhte hue.
“Aaj raat tu meri hai Maa,” usne uski skin ke against grunt kiya, dusre nipple par switch karke rough bite kiya phir zuban se soothe kiya. “Meri mom. Meri aurat.”
“Teri… Ohh God… Ohh God… sirf aaj raat ke liye…” woh jaise khud ko yaad dilati hui chant kar rahi thi. Ab uske hips earnest mein hil rahe the, uske plunges ko milane ke liye upar uth rahe the, uski inner muscles usko vice-like grip se clamp kar rahi thi. Kamra sauna ban gaya tha, sex ki musky khushboo se bhara. Rony ke naak se uske chest par paseena tapak raha tha.
UPDATE - 21
Lekin phir Rony ne achanak apne savage thrusts slow kar diye, uska mota lund Sri ki flutter karti, cream se slick depths mein poora daba hua. Uska seena upar neeche ho raha tha jab woh pure unhinged obsession se usko upar dekh raha tha. Bacche wala mask poori tarah toot chuka tha – ab sirf raw teenage lust reh gaya tha, sabse feral form mein.
“Upar aa ja Maa,” usne raspy awaaz mein kaha, awaaz gravelly aur dark craving se bhari. “Mujhe dekhna hai woh bade boobs bounce karte hue jab tu mujhe hungry slut ki tarah ride kare.”
Sri ki aankhein naye horror mein khul gayi. Uska lambha, paseene se chamakta body uske upar zor se kaanp raha tha. “Rony… Please,” usne sharm se tooti awaaz mein maanga. “Aise nahi… main nahi kar sakti… main khud ko aise degrade nahi kar sakti.”
Lekin Rony ki bhook mein ab daant nikal aaye the. Uske patle lekin powerful haathon ne uski wide juicy hips ko clamp kar liya, ungliyan soft overflowing flesh mein gehra gaad di. Ek guttural growl ke saath usne usko upar khinch liya, majboor kar diya ki woh poori tarah uspar straddle kare. Sri ki moti jaanghein uski patli kamar ke around fail gayi jab woh uthi, uski tapakti chut uske grotesquely sooje, nase wale lund ke bilkul upar hang kar rahi thi.
Us pal mein uska nazara devastatingly erotic tha. Uski pehle wali modest, graceful beauty ab pure carnal ruin mein badal chuki thi. Kaale baal uske flushed gardan aur kandhon se chipke hue. Uske bhaari, naturally pouty hont sooje hue aur conflicted gasps mein khule. Woh badi monsoon-cloud aankhein sharm ke aansuon se chamak rahi thi, lekin uske heavy pendulous boobs – har ek perfect mouth-watering globe, angrily sooje brown nipples se crowned – har shaky saans ke saath bhari bhari sway kar rahe the. Unke beech ki gehri valley se paseena beh raha tha, uski golden skin lamp ki roshni mein glow kar rahi thi. Soft fertile pet aur dramatically wide hips ripe mature womanhood ka picture complete kar rahe the, jo bilkul 18 saal ke ladke ki depraved bhook ke reham-o-karam par thi.
“Main… main yeh nahi kar sakti…” usne aakhri baar whisper kiya, lekin uski soaked folds uske mothe, ras tapakte supade ko kiss kar rahi thi.
Rony ki aankhein savage lust se jal rahi thi. “Tu karegi,” usne soft snarl kiya aur usko neeche khinch liya.
Ek tez, tooti hui cheekh Sri ke gale se nikal gayi jab ek ke baad ek mota brutal inch uski married chut mein upar ki taraf spear hota gaya. Naya angle usko impossible bada feel karwa raha tha – walls ko obscene tarike se stretch karte hue, un jagahon ko press karte hue jahan uske pati kabhi nahi pahunche the. Uski aankhein peeche roll ho gayi, muh silent scream mein khul gaya jab woh poora bottom out hui, uski plump gaand uske heavy cum-laden balls se flush.
Kuch agonizing seconds tak woh frozen rahi, poori tarah impaled, ragged sobs mein saans leti hui. “Yeh… bahut gehra hai… Ohhh God, main tujhe apne pet mein feel kar rahi hoon…”
Phir Rony ke haathon ne uski gaand par zor ka thappad maara, tez awaaz goonji. “Hil Maa. Mujhe ride kar. Dikha mujhe kitna desperately tujhe mera young lund chahiye.”
Sri ka resistance sirf kuch heartbeats aur tik paya. Uske hips ne ek chhota experimental roll diya – aur unwanted pleasure ki bijli uske core se guzri. Ek helpless whimper uske honton se nikli. Uska body, saalon se bhukha, poori tarah usko betray karne laga. Pehle dheere, phir badhti desperation ke saath, woh uske monstrous shaft par khud ko uthane aur girane lagi.
Uske heavy boobs har neeche aane par bounce aur ek dusre se slap hone lage, obscene tareeke se. Rony possessed aadmi ki tarah groan kar raha tha, aankhein us hypnotic nazare par chipki – woh massive soft tits wildly jiggling, dark brown nipples hawa mein lewd circles bana rahe the. Usne upar haath badha kar do generous handfuls pakad liye, rough squeeze aur maul karte hue jab Sri usko tez ride kar rahi thi.
“Haan… Fuck… dekh tujhe,” usne pant kiya, awaaz mein filthy awe. “Meri lambi, sundar, saree pehanni wali conservative maa… mere lund par bounce kar rahi hai jaise ek desperate slut. Tu iske liye bani thi.”
Sri ka sar aage jhuk gaya, baal uske chehre par curtain ban gaye jab sharm aur ecstasy andar jang kar rahe the. “Mat bol… Ahhh… Ahhh… aisi gandi baatein mat bol… Uffff… Please” woh moan kar rahi thi, lekin uske hips tez roll kar rahe the, har neeche ke thrust mein swollen clit ko uski pelvis se grind karte hue. Wet squelching awaazein kamre mein bhar gayi jab uska creamy ras uske shaft ko coat kar raha tha aur balls par drip ho raha tha.
Jitna woh ladti, utna uska body surrender karta. Jaldi hi woh shameless abandon se usko ride kar rahi thi – uthti jab tak sirf mota head andar reh jaye, phir zor se neeche slam, har veiny inch greedy hunger se leti hui. Uski juicy gaand har impact par sundar ripple kar rahi thi. Bounce karte boobs se paseena ud raha tha. Uski moans aur zor aur kam inhibited hone lagi.
Rony uske neeche dimag kho raha tha. Uska patla pale body uski lush golden voluptuousness ke against obscene contrast bana raha tha. Woh uske drops se milne ke liye upar thrust kar raha tha, neeche se usko chodte hue jabki uske haath har jagah ghum rahe the – gaand par thappad, nipples pinch, waist pakad kar aur zor se neeche khinchna. Uska chehra pure carnal bliss mein twisted tha, kabhi kabhi zuban nikal kar uske swinging boobs ko lick kar raha tha jab woh uske upar bounce kar rahe the.
Sri ka resistance almost poori tarah pighal chuka tha. Uske haath uske chest par leverage ke liye plant kiye hue the jab woh possessed aurat ki tarah usko ride kar rahi thi, hips circle aur grind karte, chut uski motai ke around rhythmic clench karti hui.
“Ahhh… Ahhh… Ufffff… Rony… Please ruk ja… bahut zyada hai… main nahi…” woh pleasure ke aansu gaalon par beh rahe the lekin uska body climax ki taraf jaa raha tha.
Rony wicked grin ke saath bola, awaaz filthy whisper. “Maa… mere liye jhad jaa… doosri baar. Apne bete ke lund par sara paani baha de maa kar jab tu uspe uchal kar rahi hai.”
Lekin phir Rony ne achanak apne savage thrusts slow kar diye, uska mota lund Sri ki flutter karti, cream se slick depths mein poora daba hua. Uska seena upar neeche ho raha tha jab woh pure unhinged obsession se usko upar dekh raha tha. Bacche wala mask poori tarah toot chuka tha – ab sirf raw teenage lust reh gaya tha, sabse feral form mein.
“Upar aa ja Maa,” usne raspy awaaz mein kaha, awaaz gravelly aur dark craving se bhari. “Mujhe dekhna hai woh bade boobs bounce karte hue jab tu mujhe hungry slut ki tarah ride kare.”
Sri ki aankhein naye horror mein khul gayi. Uska lambha, paseene se chamakta body uske upar zor se kaanp raha tha. “Rony… Please,” usne sharm se tooti awaaz mein maanga. “Aise nahi… main nahi kar sakti… main khud ko aise degrade nahi kar sakti.”
Lekin Rony ki bhook mein ab daant nikal aaye the. Uske patle lekin powerful haathon ne uski wide juicy hips ko clamp kar liya, ungliyan soft overflowing flesh mein gehra gaad di. Ek guttural growl ke saath usne usko upar khinch liya, majboor kar diya ki woh poori tarah uspar straddle kare. Sri ki moti jaanghein uski patli kamar ke around fail gayi jab woh uthi, uski tapakti chut uske grotesquely sooje, nase wale lund ke bilkul upar hang kar rahi thi.
Us pal mein uska nazara devastatingly erotic tha. Uski pehle wali modest, graceful beauty ab pure carnal ruin mein badal chuki thi. Kaale baal uske flushed gardan aur kandhon se chipke hue. Uske bhaari, naturally pouty hont sooje hue aur conflicted gasps mein khule. Woh badi monsoon-cloud aankhein sharm ke aansuon se chamak rahi thi, lekin uske heavy pendulous boobs – har ek perfect mouth-watering globe, angrily sooje brown nipples se crowned – har shaky saans ke saath bhari bhari sway kar rahe the. Unke beech ki gehri valley se paseena beh raha tha, uski golden skin lamp ki roshni mein glow kar rahi thi. Soft fertile pet aur dramatically wide hips ripe mature womanhood ka picture complete kar rahe the, jo bilkul 18 saal ke ladke ki depraved bhook ke reham-o-karam par thi.
“Main… main yeh nahi kar sakti…” usne aakhri baar whisper kiya, lekin uski soaked folds uske mothe, ras tapakte supade ko kiss kar rahi thi.
Rony ki aankhein savage lust se jal rahi thi. “Tu karegi,” usne soft snarl kiya aur usko neeche khinch liya.
Ek tez, tooti hui cheekh Sri ke gale se nikal gayi jab ek ke baad ek mota brutal inch uski married chut mein upar ki taraf spear hota gaya. Naya angle usko impossible bada feel karwa raha tha – walls ko obscene tarike se stretch karte hue, un jagahon ko press karte hue jahan uske pati kabhi nahi pahunche the. Uski aankhein peeche roll ho gayi, muh silent scream mein khul gaya jab woh poora bottom out hui, uski plump gaand uske heavy cum-laden balls se flush.
Kuch agonizing seconds tak woh frozen rahi, poori tarah impaled, ragged sobs mein saans leti hui. “Yeh… bahut gehra hai… Ohhh God, main tujhe apne pet mein feel kar rahi hoon…”
Phir Rony ke haathon ne uski gaand par zor ka thappad maara, tez awaaz goonji. “Hil Maa. Mujhe ride kar. Dikha mujhe kitna desperately tujhe mera young lund chahiye.”
Sri ka resistance sirf kuch heartbeats aur tik paya. Uske hips ne ek chhota experimental roll diya – aur unwanted pleasure ki bijli uske core se guzri. Ek helpless whimper uske honton se nikli. Uska body, saalon se bhukha, poori tarah usko betray karne laga. Pehle dheere, phir badhti desperation ke saath, woh uske monstrous shaft par khud ko uthane aur girane lagi.
Uske heavy boobs har neeche aane par bounce aur ek dusre se slap hone lage, obscene tareeke se. Rony possessed aadmi ki tarah groan kar raha tha, aankhein us hypnotic nazare par chipki – woh massive soft tits wildly jiggling, dark brown nipples hawa mein lewd circles bana rahe the. Usne upar haath badha kar do generous handfuls pakad liye, rough squeeze aur maul karte hue jab Sri usko tez ride kar rahi thi.
“Haan… Fuck… dekh tujhe,” usne pant kiya, awaaz mein filthy awe. “Meri lambi, sundar, saree pehanni wali conservative maa… mere lund par bounce kar rahi hai jaise ek desperate slut. Tu iske liye bani thi.”
Sri ka sar aage jhuk gaya, baal uske chehre par curtain ban gaye jab sharm aur ecstasy andar jang kar rahe the. “Mat bol… Ahhh… Ahhh… aisi gandi baatein mat bol… Uffff… Please” woh moan kar rahi thi, lekin uske hips tez roll kar rahe the, har neeche ke thrust mein swollen clit ko uski pelvis se grind karte hue. Wet squelching awaazein kamre mein bhar gayi jab uska creamy ras uske shaft ko coat kar raha tha aur balls par drip ho raha tha.
Jitna woh ladti, utna uska body surrender karta. Jaldi hi woh shameless abandon se usko ride kar rahi thi – uthti jab tak sirf mota head andar reh jaye, phir zor se neeche slam, har veiny inch greedy hunger se leti hui. Uski juicy gaand har impact par sundar ripple kar rahi thi. Bounce karte boobs se paseena ud raha tha. Uski moans aur zor aur kam inhibited hone lagi.
Rony uske neeche dimag kho raha tha. Uska patla pale body uski lush golden voluptuousness ke against obscene contrast bana raha tha. Woh uske drops se milne ke liye upar thrust kar raha tha, neeche se usko chodte hue jabki uske haath har jagah ghum rahe the – gaand par thappad, nipples pinch, waist pakad kar aur zor se neeche khinchna. Uska chehra pure carnal bliss mein twisted tha, kabhi kabhi zuban nikal kar uske swinging boobs ko lick kar raha tha jab woh uske upar bounce kar rahe the.
Sri ka resistance almost poori tarah pighal chuka tha. Uske haath uske chest par leverage ke liye plant kiye hue the jab woh possessed aurat ki tarah usko ride kar rahi thi, hips circle aur grind karte, chut uski motai ke around rhythmic clench karti hui.
“Ahhh… Ahhh… Ufffff… Rony… Please ruk ja… bahut zyada hai… main nahi…” woh pleasure ke aansu gaalon par beh rahe the lekin uska body climax ki taraf jaa raha tha.
Rony wicked grin ke saath bola, awaaz filthy whisper. “Maa… mere liye jhad jaa… doosri baar. Apne bete ke lund par sara paani baha de maa kar jab tu uspe uchal kar rahi hai.”
UPDATE - 21
Lekin climax ke bilkul pehle, Rony ne apna dhadakta lund Sri ki dhadakti chut se geeli aur gandi awaaz ke saath bahar nikaal liya. Woh uske body se khel raha tha, uski hadd check kar raha tha.
Saans lene ka mauka diye bina usne uski kamar pakad li aur zor se usko pet ke bal ghumaa diya. Ek smooth aur dominant harkat mein usne uski gaand upar khinch li jab tak woh ghutnon par nahi aa gayi, muh gande pillow mein dabaya hua, peeth aise arch kiye hue jaise koi kutta khud ko pesh kar raha ho.
Sri ka lambha, paseene se geela body is naye neech position mein kaanp raha tha. Uski plump gol gaand upar uthayi hui thi, fande natural failaye hue, uski tapakti, poori tarah chudi hui chut bilkul khuli aur visibly gaping dikh rahi thi. Uski massive boobs mattress par dabi hui thi, side se bahar nikli hui, nipples bedsheet se ragad rahe the. Uska mangalsutra uske neeche daba hua tha, skin mein gaad raha tha jaise uske dhoke ki lagataar yaad dilaa raha ho.
Yeh woh position thi jo Raj ne pehle kabhi nahi dekhi thi. Yeh woh nazara tha jo usko hamesha pareshan karega – uska cousin bhai uski maa ko peeche se chadha hua.
“Rony… nahi… aise nahi… main jaanwar jaisi feel kar rahi hoon…” woh hoarse aur tooti awaaz mein whimper kar rahi thi, apni kamar neeche karne ki koshish karte hue.
Rony ne jawab mein uski gaand par zor ka thappad maara, tez awaaz goonji. Usne uske kaale baalon ki moti mutthi pakad kar uska sar peeche tight khinch liya taaki uski peeth aur gehra arch ho jaaye. “Abhi tu bilkul yahi hai Maa,” usne hiss kiya, awaaz mein andhka gandi lust. “Ek lambi, sahi, shaadi shuda randi jo apna tapakta hole apne bhanje ke saamne pesh kar rahi hai.”
Usne apna mota, nase ubhare lund set kiya aur ek hi merciless dhakel mein zor se andar daal diya. “Yeh… yeh main chahta tha tujhe,” usne raspy awaaz mein kaha.
Sri ne pillow mein ek raw aur gehra cheekh nikaali jab woh peeche se usko impossible gehra spear kar raha tha. Naya angle uske lund ko aur mota, aur lamba feel karwa raha tha, un jagahon tak pahunch raha tha jisse uski nazar dhundhli ho rahi thi. Uske toes tight curl ho gaye, jaanghein bekaabu kaanp rahi thi.
Rony ne koi rok nahi rakhi. Woh usko primal aur punishing strokes se chod raha tha – almost poora bahar nikaalta jab tak sirf mota gussa hua head uske entrance ko stretch kare, phir brutal force se wapas andar slam. Uski pelvis aur uski soft cushiony gaand ke beech geeli, gosht wali ‘THAP-THAP-THAP’ awaaz kamre mein bijli ki tarah bhar rahi thi. Uski heavy gaand ke fande har dhakel par zor se hil rahe the aur laal ho rahe the.
Ghar jaldi hi cheekhon se bhar gaya,
“Ahhh… Ahhh… Ahhh… dheere beta… dheere!”
Sri ka mangalsutra uske boobs ke beech har dhakel par jhul raha tha. Yeh woh jaanwar jaisa chudai thi jo Raj ko zindagi bhar ka trauma de gayi.
“Fuck… dekh tujhe,” Rony groan kar raha tha, awaaz mein gandi satisfaction. “Gaand upar, muh neeche, har inch le rahi hai jaise teri chut sirf mere liye bani ho. Saalon tak wafadar biwi rahi… aur ab yahan tu saste randi ki tarah apne bhanje ke lund par cream kar rahi hai.”
Sri ki lambi ungliyan bedsheet ko noch rahi thi, phaad rahi thi. “Bahut hard… Rony yeh mujhe tod raha hai… main nahi… Ohh god, yeh mere garbh tak gehra hai!” Lekin cheekhte hue bhi uske hips apne aap peeche dhakelne lage, uske savage thrusts ko milane ke liye, uski chut usko baar baar greedy tarike se nigal rahi thi.
Yeh encouragement Rony ke liye kaafi tha. Uske thrusts ab bekaabu aur wild ho gaye. Uske baalon ki pakad aur tight ho gayi. Uske gale se ek guttural jeet ka roar nikla. “Ungh… Ungh… Ungh… le le Maa… le le! Poora le le!”
Rony uski peeth par jhuk gaya, ek haath abhi bhi uske baalon mein mutthi banaaye, dusra neeche ja kar uske swinging boobs ko rough tarike se dabochne aur squeeze karne laga. Usne uske nipples ko hard pinch kiya, twist kiya jab woh bina reham ke usko rail kar raha tha. Uske balls uske sooje clit se rhythmic thap thap kar rahe the, har dhakel ke saath uske body mein bijli ke jhatke bhej rahe the.
Rony pure anand mein tha, uska patla body paseene se bheega hua jab woh usko rail kar raha tha. Woh hypnotized hokar dekh raha tha kaise uski juicy gaand har brutal dhakel par jelly ki tarah hil rahi thi. Usne uske peeche ke hole par thooka aur apna angutha tease karte hue uspar ferne laga jabki uski chut ko barbaad kar raha tha.
Contrast bilkul ganda tha – uska patla pale teenage frame uske lambhe, lush, golden bhari body ko dominate kar raha tha. Dono se paseena beh raha tha. Sri ka pehle wala graceful, izzatdaar roop ab sirf raw jaanwar jaisi zarurat ban chuka tha – gaand bounce karti, peeth arch, muh khula continuous besharm moans mein.
Rony ki saans ab bekaabu aur feral ho rahi thi. “Yeh tera asal jagah hai Maa. Jhuki hui aur chudi hui jaise woh chhupi randi jo tu hamesha se thi. Yeh moti gaand kacchi chudai ke liye bani thi,” usne groan kiya, baar baar usko zor se thappad maarte hue, uski golden skin ko laal karte hue.
“Woh sab modest saree jo tu pehenti thi… is randi body ko chhupane ke liye. Ab tujhe properly use kiya ja raha hai Maa.”
Dusri taraf Sri ki moans tooti, besharm pleasure ke sobs mein badal gayi. Uski peeth aur gehra arch ho gayi, gaand aur upar uthati hui jab uska body poori tarah surrender kar chuka tha. “Main… main khud se nafrat karti hoon… Ungh… Ungh… Ungh… Rony… tu sirf… Ahhhh… ek jaanwar hai… dheere beta…
P-PLEASE DHEERE… Ahhh… Ahhh… Ahhh”
Rony andhka hasa aur usko aur harder chodne laga, uske heavy balls har dhakel par uske sooje clit se geeli thap thap kar rahe the. Woh uski peeth par jhuk gaya, uske kandhe ko kaat te hue uske kaan mein sabse gandi baatein whisper kar raha tha, usko sabse neech position mein poori tarah apna bana raha tha.
Bed ka frame protest mein cheekh raha tha, lakdi ke pair se ek tez crack ki awaaz aayi. Unko pata nahi chala. Woh apni duniya mein the, paseene aur paap ke bubble mein.
20 minute aur baad kamre ke andar ki speed badal gayi. Rony ke grunt chhote aur zyada frantic hone lage. “Main… main nikalne wala hoon… tere andar Maa… le le… apne bete ki dawa le le!”
“NAHI… Ahhh… Ahhh…. ruk Rony… Unghh Unghh…
B-Bahar nikaal… Ufffff… Please bahar nikaal… aisa mat kar…
Ahhhh… Ahhhh… Ahhhh….”
Lekin uski virodh Rony ke guttural roar se kat gayi.
Usne aakhri baar usko zor se andar dhakel diya, uska body lock ho gaya, zor se kaanpte hue uske saath jud gaya aur rigid ho gaya jab woh uske andar gehra apna maal khali kar raha tha. Raj dekh sakta tha uske cousin ke frame ko zor se hilta hua, uski peeth ke muscles lock aur quiver karte hue. Woh gehra ruka raha, uske against grind karta hua, apne release ko milking karta hua.
Usi pal Sri ka body bhi seiz ho gaya, ek chupke se toot ti orgasm uske andar se guzri, uski andar ki muscles Rony ke release ke through usko milking kar rahi thi.
Ek lambi der tak sirf unki bhari saanson ki awaaz thi. Phir ek soft pop sound ke saath Rony uske andar se bahar nikal gaya. Woh uske upar gir gaya. Uske chehre par wide, satisfied, jeet ki muskurahat fail gayi. Usne sar ghumaya, uske thake hue form ko pure ownership se dekha.
Sri ki cheekh dab gayi, shocking aur overwhelming violation ki awaaz. Lekin jab Rony uske upar gir gaya, thaka aur saans leta hua, Raj ne dekha uske haath – uske haath – dheere se mattress se upar uth rahe the. Unhone usko nahi dhakela. Unhone uski paseene se bheegi peeth ke around lapet liya, usko paas pakad liya jab uske convulsions kam ho rahe the. Uski ungliyan uski skin par idle patterns bana rahi thi.
Phir woh dheere se side par let gayi, usse door muh kiye, uske kandhe kaanp rahe the. Woh ro rahi thi. Lekin jab woh paas aaya, uski kamar par malikana haath daal kar, uski paseene wali gardan ke peeche nuzzle karta hua, usne usko nahi dhakela.
Uska chehra, darwaze ki taraf, keyhole ki taraf jahan Raj dekh raha tha, sabse devastating nazara tha. Aansu abhi bhi beh rahe the, uske gaalon ki paseene ki chamak mein silvery raaste bana rahe the. Lekin uski aankhein ab khuli thi. Aur unmein, andhere glazed depths mein, Raj ne sirf horror ya dard nahi dekha.
Usne ek daraavna, sharmnak acceptance dekha. Ek tooti hui aurat jo ek hafte mein har izzat ki hadd paar karke emotionally blackmail ki gayi thi, aur ab conquered leti thi, uska body uske saath traitorous sensations ke saath daga kar chuka tha jinka naam woh nahi le sakti thi. Physical act khatam ho chuka tha, lekin psychological submission abhi shuru hui thi.
Rony uske upar se satisfied groan ke saath hat gaya, barbaad bed par peeth ke bal leta, uska seena upar neeche ho raha tha. Usne pillow par sar ghumaya usko dekhne ke liye. Uske haath aage badha, ungliyan uske boob par naye kaate ke nishaanon ko brush karne lagi. Sri kaanp gayi, lekin usko nahi roka.
“Achha nahi lag raha?” usne husky awaaz mein poocha, pehle wali pleading gayab. Ab yeh aadmi ki awaaz thi, confident, arrogant. “Mujhe lagta hai teri dawa kaam kar rahi hai, hai na Maa?”
Sri ne jawab nahi diya. Woh sirf ceiling ko dekh rahi thi, uski saans dheere dheere normal ho rahi thi, uska body abhi bhi aftershocks se kaanp raha tha. Sex ki khushboo – musky, namkeen, gehra intimate – keyhole se hokar Raj ke muh par aa rahi thi.
Raj ke ghutne jhuk gaye. Woh darwaze se neeche slide ho gaya, peeth usse sataayi, lekin unke milan ki vibrations lakdi se hokar uski haddiyon mein ja rahi thi. Usne kaan band kar liye, lekin block nahi kar paya. Unke judne ki geeli slick awaazein. Tooti pant. Bed ki chardi. Uski maa ki tooti, badhti whimpers jo dard se kam aur kuch aur se zyada lag rahi thi, jo uska khoon jama deti thi.
Woh hil nahi sakta tha. Saans nahi le sakta tha. Woh hallway mein phansa tha, apni maa ki poori haar ke revelation mein phansa, is knowledge se phansa ki sabse bura ho chuka hai aur woh rokne ke liye majboor tha. Ghar phir shant ho gaya, sirf unki milti, dheemi saansein. Ek vachan paseene aur virye mein seal ho gaya tha. Aur Raj, darwaze ke bahar, ab asli anath tha. Darwaze se jhuka hua, apne personal narak ka kaidi.
Yeh kaise hua? Yeh soch uske dimag mein cheekh ban kar goonj rahi thi. Sirf teen hafte hue the. Sirf 21 din jab woh uske Uncle Pankaj ke bade, udaas aur shant ghar mein aaye the.
Achanak Raj ke phone par naya message aaya…
Papa:- “Main aa gaya hoon.”
Lekin climax ke bilkul pehle, Rony ne apna dhadakta lund Sri ki dhadakti chut se geeli aur gandi awaaz ke saath bahar nikaal liya. Woh uske body se khel raha tha, uski hadd check kar raha tha.
Saans lene ka mauka diye bina usne uski kamar pakad li aur zor se usko pet ke bal ghumaa diya. Ek smooth aur dominant harkat mein usne uski gaand upar khinch li jab tak woh ghutnon par nahi aa gayi, muh gande pillow mein dabaya hua, peeth aise arch kiye hue jaise koi kutta khud ko pesh kar raha ho.
Sri ka lambha, paseene se geela body is naye neech position mein kaanp raha tha. Uski plump gol gaand upar uthayi hui thi, fande natural failaye hue, uski tapakti, poori tarah chudi hui chut bilkul khuli aur visibly gaping dikh rahi thi. Uski massive boobs mattress par dabi hui thi, side se bahar nikli hui, nipples bedsheet se ragad rahe the. Uska mangalsutra uske neeche daba hua tha, skin mein gaad raha tha jaise uske dhoke ki lagataar yaad dilaa raha ho.
Yeh woh position thi jo Raj ne pehle kabhi nahi dekhi thi. Yeh woh nazara tha jo usko hamesha pareshan karega – uska cousin bhai uski maa ko peeche se chadha hua.
“Rony… nahi… aise nahi… main jaanwar jaisi feel kar rahi hoon…” woh hoarse aur tooti awaaz mein whimper kar rahi thi, apni kamar neeche karne ki koshish karte hue.
Rony ne jawab mein uski gaand par zor ka thappad maara, tez awaaz goonji. Usne uske kaale baalon ki moti mutthi pakad kar uska sar peeche tight khinch liya taaki uski peeth aur gehra arch ho jaaye. “Abhi tu bilkul yahi hai Maa,” usne hiss kiya, awaaz mein andhka gandi lust. “Ek lambi, sahi, shaadi shuda randi jo apna tapakta hole apne bhanje ke saamne pesh kar rahi hai.”
Usne apna mota, nase ubhare lund set kiya aur ek hi merciless dhakel mein zor se andar daal diya. “Yeh… yeh main chahta tha tujhe,” usne raspy awaaz mein kaha.
Sri ne pillow mein ek raw aur gehra cheekh nikaali jab woh peeche se usko impossible gehra spear kar raha tha. Naya angle uske lund ko aur mota, aur lamba feel karwa raha tha, un jagahon tak pahunch raha tha jisse uski nazar dhundhli ho rahi thi. Uske toes tight curl ho gaye, jaanghein bekaabu kaanp rahi thi.
Rony ne koi rok nahi rakhi. Woh usko primal aur punishing strokes se chod raha tha – almost poora bahar nikaalta jab tak sirf mota gussa hua head uske entrance ko stretch kare, phir brutal force se wapas andar slam. Uski pelvis aur uski soft cushiony gaand ke beech geeli, gosht wali ‘THAP-THAP-THAP’ awaaz kamre mein bijli ki tarah bhar rahi thi. Uski heavy gaand ke fande har dhakel par zor se hil rahe the aur laal ho rahe the.
Ghar jaldi hi cheekhon se bhar gaya,
“Ahhh… Ahhh… Ahhh… dheere beta… dheere!”
Sri ka mangalsutra uske boobs ke beech har dhakel par jhul raha tha. Yeh woh jaanwar jaisa chudai thi jo Raj ko zindagi bhar ka trauma de gayi.
“Fuck… dekh tujhe,” Rony groan kar raha tha, awaaz mein gandi satisfaction. “Gaand upar, muh neeche, har inch le rahi hai jaise teri chut sirf mere liye bani ho. Saalon tak wafadar biwi rahi… aur ab yahan tu saste randi ki tarah apne bhanje ke lund par cream kar rahi hai.”
Sri ki lambi ungliyan bedsheet ko noch rahi thi, phaad rahi thi. “Bahut hard… Rony yeh mujhe tod raha hai… main nahi… Ohh god, yeh mere garbh tak gehra hai!” Lekin cheekhte hue bhi uske hips apne aap peeche dhakelne lage, uske savage thrusts ko milane ke liye, uski chut usko baar baar greedy tarike se nigal rahi thi.
Yeh encouragement Rony ke liye kaafi tha. Uske thrusts ab bekaabu aur wild ho gaye. Uske baalon ki pakad aur tight ho gayi. Uske gale se ek guttural jeet ka roar nikla. “Ungh… Ungh… Ungh… le le Maa… le le! Poora le le!”
Rony uski peeth par jhuk gaya, ek haath abhi bhi uske baalon mein mutthi banaaye, dusra neeche ja kar uske swinging boobs ko rough tarike se dabochne aur squeeze karne laga. Usne uske nipples ko hard pinch kiya, twist kiya jab woh bina reham ke usko rail kar raha tha. Uske balls uske sooje clit se rhythmic thap thap kar rahe the, har dhakel ke saath uske body mein bijli ke jhatke bhej rahe the.
Rony pure anand mein tha, uska patla body paseene se bheega hua jab woh usko rail kar raha tha. Woh hypnotized hokar dekh raha tha kaise uski juicy gaand har brutal dhakel par jelly ki tarah hil rahi thi. Usne uske peeche ke hole par thooka aur apna angutha tease karte hue uspar ferne laga jabki uski chut ko barbaad kar raha tha.
Contrast bilkul ganda tha – uska patla pale teenage frame uske lambhe, lush, golden bhari body ko dominate kar raha tha. Dono se paseena beh raha tha. Sri ka pehle wala graceful, izzatdaar roop ab sirf raw jaanwar jaisi zarurat ban chuka tha – gaand bounce karti, peeth arch, muh khula continuous besharm moans mein.
Rony ki saans ab bekaabu aur feral ho rahi thi. “Yeh tera asal jagah hai Maa. Jhuki hui aur chudi hui jaise woh chhupi randi jo tu hamesha se thi. Yeh moti gaand kacchi chudai ke liye bani thi,” usne groan kiya, baar baar usko zor se thappad maarte hue, uski golden skin ko laal karte hue.
“Woh sab modest saree jo tu pehenti thi… is randi body ko chhupane ke liye. Ab tujhe properly use kiya ja raha hai Maa.”
Dusri taraf Sri ki moans tooti, besharm pleasure ke sobs mein badal gayi. Uski peeth aur gehra arch ho gayi, gaand aur upar uthati hui jab uska body poori tarah surrender kar chuka tha. “Main… main khud se nafrat karti hoon… Ungh… Ungh… Ungh… Rony… tu sirf… Ahhhh… ek jaanwar hai… dheere beta…
P-PLEASE DHEERE… Ahhh… Ahhh… Ahhh”
Rony andhka hasa aur usko aur harder chodne laga, uske heavy balls har dhakel par uske sooje clit se geeli thap thap kar rahe the. Woh uski peeth par jhuk gaya, uske kandhe ko kaat te hue uske kaan mein sabse gandi baatein whisper kar raha tha, usko sabse neech position mein poori tarah apna bana raha tha.
Bed ka frame protest mein cheekh raha tha, lakdi ke pair se ek tez crack ki awaaz aayi. Unko pata nahi chala. Woh apni duniya mein the, paseene aur paap ke bubble mein.
20 minute aur baad kamre ke andar ki speed badal gayi. Rony ke grunt chhote aur zyada frantic hone lage. “Main… main nikalne wala hoon… tere andar Maa… le le… apne bete ki dawa le le!”
“NAHI… Ahhh… Ahhh…. ruk Rony… Unghh Unghh…
B-Bahar nikaal… Ufffff… Please bahar nikaal… aisa mat kar…
Ahhhh… Ahhhh… Ahhhh….”
Lekin uski virodh Rony ke guttural roar se kat gayi.
Usne aakhri baar usko zor se andar dhakel diya, uska body lock ho gaya, zor se kaanpte hue uske saath jud gaya aur rigid ho gaya jab woh uske andar gehra apna maal khali kar raha tha. Raj dekh sakta tha uske cousin ke frame ko zor se hilta hua, uski peeth ke muscles lock aur quiver karte hue. Woh gehra ruka raha, uske against grind karta hua, apne release ko milking karta hua.
Usi pal Sri ka body bhi seiz ho gaya, ek chupke se toot ti orgasm uske andar se guzri, uski andar ki muscles Rony ke release ke through usko milking kar rahi thi.
Ek lambi der tak sirf unki bhari saanson ki awaaz thi. Phir ek soft pop sound ke saath Rony uske andar se bahar nikal gaya. Woh uske upar gir gaya. Uske chehre par wide, satisfied, jeet ki muskurahat fail gayi. Usne sar ghumaya, uske thake hue form ko pure ownership se dekha.
Sri ki cheekh dab gayi, shocking aur overwhelming violation ki awaaz. Lekin jab Rony uske upar gir gaya, thaka aur saans leta hua, Raj ne dekha uske haath – uske haath – dheere se mattress se upar uth rahe the. Unhone usko nahi dhakela. Unhone uski paseene se bheegi peeth ke around lapet liya, usko paas pakad liya jab uske convulsions kam ho rahe the. Uski ungliyan uski skin par idle patterns bana rahi thi.
Phir woh dheere se side par let gayi, usse door muh kiye, uske kandhe kaanp rahe the. Woh ro rahi thi. Lekin jab woh paas aaya, uski kamar par malikana haath daal kar, uski paseene wali gardan ke peeche nuzzle karta hua, usne usko nahi dhakela.
Uska chehra, darwaze ki taraf, keyhole ki taraf jahan Raj dekh raha tha, sabse devastating nazara tha. Aansu abhi bhi beh rahe the, uske gaalon ki paseene ki chamak mein silvery raaste bana rahe the. Lekin uski aankhein ab khuli thi. Aur unmein, andhere glazed depths mein, Raj ne sirf horror ya dard nahi dekha.
Usne ek daraavna, sharmnak acceptance dekha. Ek tooti hui aurat jo ek hafte mein har izzat ki hadd paar karke emotionally blackmail ki gayi thi, aur ab conquered leti thi, uska body uske saath traitorous sensations ke saath daga kar chuka tha jinka naam woh nahi le sakti thi. Physical act khatam ho chuka tha, lekin psychological submission abhi shuru hui thi.
Rony uske upar se satisfied groan ke saath hat gaya, barbaad bed par peeth ke bal leta, uska seena upar neeche ho raha tha. Usne pillow par sar ghumaya usko dekhne ke liye. Uske haath aage badha, ungliyan uske boob par naye kaate ke nishaanon ko brush karne lagi. Sri kaanp gayi, lekin usko nahi roka.
“Achha nahi lag raha?” usne husky awaaz mein poocha, pehle wali pleading gayab. Ab yeh aadmi ki awaaz thi, confident, arrogant. “Mujhe lagta hai teri dawa kaam kar rahi hai, hai na Maa?”
Sri ne jawab nahi diya. Woh sirf ceiling ko dekh rahi thi, uski saans dheere dheere normal ho rahi thi, uska body abhi bhi aftershocks se kaanp raha tha. Sex ki khushboo – musky, namkeen, gehra intimate – keyhole se hokar Raj ke muh par aa rahi thi.
Raj ke ghutne jhuk gaye. Woh darwaze se neeche slide ho gaya, peeth usse sataayi, lekin unke milan ki vibrations lakdi se hokar uski haddiyon mein ja rahi thi. Usne kaan band kar liye, lekin block nahi kar paya. Unke judne ki geeli slick awaazein. Tooti pant. Bed ki chardi. Uski maa ki tooti, badhti whimpers jo dard se kam aur kuch aur se zyada lag rahi thi, jo uska khoon jama deti thi.
Woh hil nahi sakta tha. Saans nahi le sakta tha. Woh hallway mein phansa tha, apni maa ki poori haar ke revelation mein phansa, is knowledge se phansa ki sabse bura ho chuka hai aur woh rokne ke liye majboor tha. Ghar phir shant ho gaya, sirf unki milti, dheemi saansein. Ek vachan paseene aur virye mein seal ho gaya tha. Aur Raj, darwaze ke bahar, ab asli anath tha. Darwaze se jhuka hua, apne personal narak ka kaidi.
Yeh kaise hua? Yeh soch uske dimag mein cheekh ban kar goonj rahi thi. Sirf teen hafte hue the. Sirf 21 din jab woh uske Uncle Pankaj ke bade, udaas aur shant ghar mein aaye the.
Achanak Raj ke phone par naya message aaya…
Papa:- “Main aa gaya hoon.”
Akhir mein Rony ne Sri ko apne niche le hi aaya
Aur Raj bechara bebas kuch nahi kar paya aur ab to uske Papa bhi aa gaye
Ye last Update hai agar future mein kabhi time Mila to is story ka part - 2 ya phir koi dusri nayi story lekhne ki koshish karungi lekin aa se ye story khatam
Jin jin ko story pasand unko bohot sukriya aur jise pasand nahi aayi unse maafi chahta hu
Sabko Byeee
Aur Raj bechara bebas kuch nahi kar paya aur ab to uske Papa bhi aa gaye
Ye last Update hai agar future mein kabhi time Mila to is story ka part - 2 ya phir koi dusri nayi story lekhne ki koshish karungi lekin aa se ye story khatam
Jin jin ko story pasand unko bohot sukriya aur jise pasand nahi aayi unse maafi chahta hu
Sabko Byeee
Bhai bohot hi ghatiya story thi..... Hum incest tag me incest padhne aate h adultry ke liye alag se tag h agr hume adultry padhni hoti h to hum waha Jaa skte hai.....
Bhai tere is post ko mne ignore Kiya tha jb tk story nhi padhi thi but mujhe lagta h ap apni mom dusro se chudwana chahte ho...
Yrr tumhari story ka main fan ho gya...ksm se... Kaash isse aage mai aur padh paaya...Rony tu sirf ek jaanwar hai. Ye duniya sirf jaanwar ke aage hi jhukna jaanti hai... Mai aunt sri ko Rony ke liye sabse ladte hue dekhna chahta tha. Kyu ki aunt sri toh Rony ki deewani ho chuki hai. Jo ehsaas Rony ne feel karvaya wo toh aunt sri ko aj tak feel nahi hua. Kaash mai ye story aage aur dekh paata. Lekin hats to you sir/ma'am... Whoever u are... M fan ho gya ho gya tumhari writing ka. Love u yr. Bye and thanks for this story. 
