Incest Meri Bua

Alfered · Saturday at 11:28 AM

Subah 7:20 – Ghar
Kitchen mein Divya nashta bana rahi thi. Usne soft yellow nighty pehni thi. Pet abhi flat tha lekin mamme pehle se thode bhari aur sensitive dikh rahe the. Nighty ke andar bra nahi thi, isliye jab woh roti belti thi to uske mamme halka sa hilte the.
Ramesh bedroom se nikal ke aaya. Usne uniform pehen li thi. Duty pe jaane wala tha.
“Main nikalta hoon,” usne Divya ke peeche jaake uske mamme nighty ke upar se dabate hue kaha. “Shaam ko aaoonga. Beta ko bolna jaldi aa jaye aaj.”
Divya ne peeche mudke usse ek soft kiss diya. “Theek hai. Dhyan se jaana. Khana maine tiffin mein rakh diya hai.”
Ramesh ne uske pet pe haath pherte hue kaha, “Bacche ka dhyan rakhna. Zyada thakna mat.”
Phir woh nikal gaya.
Kishan bhi usi time bathroom se nikal aaya. Usne jeans aur t-shirt pehen li thi. Normal college wala look.
Divya ne usse dekhte hue kaha, “Beta, nashta kar le. Aaj time se nikalna. Kal itni der se utha tha.”
Kishan ne table pe baith ke paratha khana shuru kiya. “Haan Bua. Aaj time se jaa raha hoon. Lecture important hai.”
Divya ne uske liye dabba pack kiya aur uske baal sehte hue boli, “Jaldi aa jaana. Shaam ko teeno milke baithenge.”
Kishan ne sir hilaya, dabba liya, aur nikal gaya.
Divya sochti rahi — “Do hafte se almost college nahi gaya tha, aaj accha hai time se nikal raha hai.”
8:10 – Suresh ki jhopdi
Kishan ne bike roki. Bahar Suresh charpai pe baitha bidi pe raha tha.
Kishan ne pocket se 2 hazaar nikaal ke uske saamne rakh diye.
“Uncle, aaj thodi der ke liye chahiye. Yeh lo.”
Suresh ne paise uthaye, gine, phir hasa. “Roz ka customer ban gaya hai tu. Andar ja. Woh andar hi hai.”
Kishan ne sir hilaya aur andar chala gaya.
Andar ka kamra
Sunita charpai pe baithi thi. Usne purani maxi pehni thi. Baal khule the. Chehre pe kal raat ki thakan aur mayusi clear thi. Aankhon ke neeche halki si sujan thi — rote-rote soyi thi.
Jaise hi Kishan andar aaya, usne darwaza band kiya. Sunita ne uski taraf ek nazar ki, phir turant muh doosri taraf ghuma liya.
Kishan ne uske paas jaake kaha, “Chachi…”
Sunita ne jawab nahi diya. Woh deewar ki taraf dekhte hue baithi rahi.
Kishan thoda aur kareeb gaya. “Main aa gaya.”
Sunita ne ab bhi uski taraf nahi dekha. Uske hothon se sirf itni awaaz nikli, “Jaao.”
Kishan ne uske kandhe pe haath rakha. “Kal nahi aa paya. Ghar pe kuch kaam ho gaya tha.”
Sunita ne uska haath hataya. Aawaz mein gussa aur dukh dono the. “Kaam? Ya phir koi aur? Main yahan baithi rahi… shaam tak wait kiya… darwaza dekhte-dekhte aankhein thak gayin. Tu nahi aaya.”
Kishan ne uske baal peeche kiye. Soft awaaz mein bola, “Mummy…”
Sunita ka body thoda sa rigid hua. Lekin usne phir bhi uski taraf nahi dekha.
Kishan uske bilkul peeche baith gaya. Usne apne dono haath uske pet pe rakh diye aur muh uske kaan ke paas le gaya.
“Mummy… main aa gaya hoon. Gussa mat kar.”
Sunita ne aankhein band kar liin. Uske dil mein kal raat wala dard phir se uthne laga. Suresh ke thappad, uska jaldi jhadna, aur Kishan ka na aana… sab ek saath.
“Mat bolo woh word,” usne dabi awaaz mein kaha. “Main tumhari Mummy nahi hoon. Tumne kal prove kar diya.”
Kishan ne uske mamme maxi ke upar se halka sa dabaye. “Mat bol aisa. Main tera beta hoon. Kal ghar pe majboori thi. Aaj aa gaya hoon.”
Sunita ne uske haath hataaye aur uth ke khadi ho gayi. Usne ab bhi Kishan ki taraf peeth rakhi hui thi.
“Jaao yahan se. Main nahi maan’ne wali. Kal main tadapti rahi… sochti rahi shayad aa jaye… lekin tu nahi aaya. Ab aake ‘Mummy’ bolke sab theek nahi ho jayega.”
Kishan utha aur uske peeche gaya. Usne usse peeche se pakad liya. Dono haath uske pet pe, muh uske kandhe pe.
“Mummy… dekh toh sahi. Main yahan hoon. Tere liye aaya hoon.”
Sunita ne aankhein khol ke neeche dekha. Kishan ke haath uske pet pe the. Uske dil mein ek ajeeb sa dard aur pyas dono the. Woh chahti thi ki mudke usse dekh le, usse gale laga le, uska doodh pila de… lekin kal wala intezaar aur bezzati usse rok rahi thi.
Usne Kishan ke haath ko apne haath se pakad ke hata diya.
“Nahi. Aaj nahi. Main nahi dekhna chahti tumhe. Jaao.”
Kishan ne uske baal peeche se pakad ke uska sar thoda peeche kiya, lekin Sunita ne aankhein band kar liin. Usne bilkul nahi dekha.
“Mummy… please…”
Sunita ki awaaz toot gayi. “Mat bolo… mat bolo woh word… main nahi sunna chahti. Kal jab main rone lagi thi na… tab tum kahan the? Ab mat aao mere paas.”
Usne Kishan ke haath bilkul hata diye aur charpai ke doosre kone mein jaake baith gayi. Usne apne ghutne pakad liye aur sar unmein chhupa liya. Kishan ki taraf peeth kiye hue.
Kishan khada reh gaya. Usne do-teen baar “Mummy…” kaha, lekin Sunita ne na toh muh dikhaya, na hi jawab diya.
Kamre mein ek ajeeb si khamoshi chha gayi.
Bahar Suresh bidi peete hue unki awaazen sun raha tha, lekin andar aane ki koshish nahi ki.
Kishan thodi der khada raha. Phir usne dheere se kaha,
“Main bahar wait karta hoon. Jab mann kare, nikal ke aa.”
Woh darwaza khol ke bahar chala gaya.
Sunita waisi hi baithi rahi. Ghutnon mein sar chhupaye. Aankhon se paani nikalne lage the, lekin usne awaaz nahi nikalne di.
Uske dil mein ek hi baat ghum rahi thi:
“Woh aa toh gaya… lekin main usse dekh bhi nahi paayi… kyunki darr lagta hai… darr lagta hai ki phir se intezaar karna pade…”Kishan bahar charpai pe 5 minute khada raha. Suresh ne uski taraf dekha, lekin kuch nahi bola. Bas bidi peeta raha.
Phir Kishan ne dheere se darwaza khola aur andar chala gaya. Darwaza band kar diya.
Sunita ab bhi charpai ke kone mein baithi thi. Ghutne pakde hue, sar unmein chhupaye. Usne awaaz suni, lekin muh nahi uthaya.
Kishan bina kuch bole uske peeche gaya. Bilkul quietly. Phir ek dam se uske peeche baith gaya, dono taangein uske dono taraf faila ke, aur usse peeche se poori tarah pakad liya.
Usne apne dono haath uske pet pe rakh diye aur usse apne seene se chipka liya. Muh uske kandhe pe rakh diya.
Sunita ka body rigid ho gaya. “Chhod do… jaao…”
Kishan ne usse aur zor se pakad liya. Uske hoth uske kaan ke bilkul kareeb the.
“Nahi chhodunga Mummy…”
Sunita ke hoth kaampe. Usne aankhein band kar liin. “Mat bolo… mat bolo woh word…”
Kishan ne uske baal peeche kiye. Apna muh uske gale se lagaya. Dheere-dheere uske gale pe soft kiss kiya. Phir kandhe pe. Phir uske maxi ke upar se uske soft mamme ke upar haath pherne laga.
“Mummy… main yahan hoon. Tere peeche. Tujhe pakad ke.”
Usne ab dono haath se uske bhaari mamme maxi ke upar se pakad liye. Poora grip. Unhe dabaya. Unka weight feel kiya. Nipples ko ungliyon se dhoondha jo maxi ke andar tight the.
Sunita ki saans tez ho gayi. “Hatao… haath hatao…”
Kishan ne nahi hataya. Ulta usne maxi ke upar se hi uske nipples ko pinch kiya. Soft, phir thoda zor se.
“Mummy… yeh mamme… main inhe bhool nahi sakta. Kal nahi aa paya isliye yeh dono mujhe kos rahe the.”
Usne ab maxi ke dono straps dheere-dheere uske kandhon se utaarne shuru kiye. Sunita ne rokne ki koshish ki, lekin Kishan ne uske haath pakad liye aur peeche kiye.
“Shhh… mat roko Mummy. Main tujhe nanga karna chahta hoon. Tere pure body ko dekhna chahta hoon.”
Maxi ke straps utar gaye. Kishan ne usse peeche se aur apne seene se chipkaya. Phir dono haath aage le jaake maxi ko neeche ki taraf khheenchne laga.
Dheere-dheere.
Pehle uske collarbone dikhe. Phir uske mamme ka upar wala hissa. Phir pure 36E ke bhaari mamme bahar aa gaye. Nipples pehle se tight aur thode dark the.
Kishan ne unhe turant nange haathon se pakad liya. Koi kapda beech mein nahi tha ab.
“Ahhh… Mummy…” usne gehra saans liya. “Kitne soft hain. Kitne bade. Main inhe apne haath mein leke paagal ho jaata hoon.”
Usne dono mamme dabaye. Unhe upar uthaya, neeche kiya, beech mein press kiya. Nipples ko ungliyon se ghumaya, pinch kiya, halka sa kheenchaa.
Sunita ka sar peeche Kishan ke kandhe pe gir gaya. Uske muh se dabi moan nikalne lagi. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh mat… ahhh…”
Kishan ne uske kaan mein kaha, “Beta bol rahi ho. Toh phir Mummy bano. Poori tarah.”
Usne ab maxi ko aur neeche khheench diya. Maxi uske pet tak aa gayi. Phir usne usse bilkul neeche kar diya. Maxi uske thighs pe gir gayi, phir floor pe.
Ab Sunita bilkul nangi thi. Kishan ke haath mein.
Kishan ne usse aur peeche ki taraf khheench liya taaki uska nanga body uske jeans-clad body se chipak jaye. Uske nange mamme uske haathon mein the. Neeche uski nangi chut hawa mein thi.
Usne ek haath se uske dono mamme dabaye rakhe, doosre haath se neeche jaake uski chut pe haath pherne laga.
“Mummy… tu geeli ho rahi hai. Mere haath se.”
Sunita ne aankhein band kiye hue kaha, “Tum… kal nahi aaye… main… main wait karti rahi…”
Kishan ne uske left nipple ko do ungliyon se pakad ke soft kheenchaa. “Isliye toh aaj aa gaya hoon. Tujhe nanga karke. Tujhe apne seene se lagaake. Tera doodh peene ke liye.”
Usne ab Sunita ko thoda sa ghumaaya. Itna ki uska left breast uske muh ke saamne aa jaye. Phir usne jhuk ke uska nipple muh mein le liya.
Deep suck.
“Slurp… mmm…”
Sunita ki body kaampi. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh…”
Kishan ne usse peeche se pakde hue hi uska doodh peena shuru kar diya. Ek haath se right breast dabaye rakha, doosre haath se uski chut mein do ungliyan dheere-dheere andar kiin.
Woh bilkul aise chus raha tha jaise koi chhota baccha maa ke seene se lipat ke doodh peeta hai — gehra, bhookha, aur poori tarah dependent.
Sunita ke haath ab Kishan ke haathon pe the. Woh usse rok nahi rahi thi. Bas uske haath ko pakde hue thi.
Kishan ne muh thoda hatake kaha, awaaz geeli thi,
“Mummy… ab dekh mujhe. Please. Apne beta ko dekh.”
Sunita ne dheere se aankhein kholiin. Usne pehle neeche dekha — apne nange mamme jo Kishan ke haath mein the, phir thoda peeche mudke Kishan ki aankhon mein dekha.
Uske aankhon mein ab gussa nahi tha. Sirf thakan, dukh, aur ek gehri pyas thi.
Kishan ne usse aur kareeb khheench liya. “Bas itna kaafi hai. Ab main tujhe nanga karke rakhunga. Aaj poora din. Tu bas Mummy bani reh.”
Usne phir se uska nipple muh mein le liya aur chusne laga. Is baar aur zor se. Saath mein uski ungliyan Sunita ki chut mein dheere-dheere chal rahi thin.
Kamre mein sirf suck ki awaazen, Sunita ki dabi moan, aur unki tez saansen sunai de rahi thin.
Bahar Suresh bidi peete hue baitha tha. Usne awaazen sun li thin, lekin andar nahi aaya.
Kishan ne Sunita ko apne seene se chipkaye hue, uske mamme dabaye hue, uska doodh peete hue, dheere se kaha,
“Mummy… main tujhe chhod ke nahi jaaunga.Sunita ne aankhein band kar liin. Uske muh se bas ek soft awaaz nikli,
“…Beta…”
Kishan ne usse aur zor se pakad liya. Uske nange body ko apne seene se chipkaya. Uske mamme ab uske haathon mein the. Uska doodh uske muh mein tha.
Aur is baar Sunita ne usse nahi dhaka.Kishan ne Sunita ke nipple se muh hataya. Uske hoth geele the. Usne Sunita ko dheere se ghumaaya taaki woh uski taraf face kare.
Sunita ab bhi nangi thi. Aankhon mein paani ki halki si chamak thi, lekin ab woh Kishan ko dekh rahi thi.
Kishan ne uske dono kandhe pakad ke kaha,
“Mummy… ab tu baith. Charpai pe. Main teri godh mein baithunga.”
Sunita ne dheere se sir hilaya. Woh charpai pe baith gayi. Back rest nahi thi, isliye thoda jhuk ke baithi. Uske bhaari mamme free the, nipples geele aur tight.
Kishan ne apne jeans aur underwear utaar diye. Ab woh bhi bilkul nanga tha. Uska lund pura hard tha, tip se halka sa precum nikal raha tha.
Woh Sunita ke bilkul saamne khada raha. Phir dheere se uski godh mein baith gaya — bilkul chhote bacche ki tarah.
Usne apne dono pair Sunita ke dono taraf failaye. Apna nanga body uske nange body se chipka diya. Phir apna sar uske seene mein gaad diya.
Dono haath se uske 36E ke bhaari mamme pakad liye aur unhe apne face ki taraf dabaaya.
“Mummy… ab main teri godh mein hoon. Tera baccha. Mujhe doodh pila.”
Sunita ka dil zor se dhadka. Usne apne dono haath Kishan ke sar pe rakh diye. Uske baal sehne lagi.
Kishan ne left nipple muh mein le liya.
Bilkul deep.
“Slurp… mmm… suck…”
Jaise koi 2-3 saal ka baccha maa ke seene se lipat ke doodh peeta hai. Usne jeebh se nipple ko dabaaya, phir pura areola muh mein leke kheenchne laga. Teeth se halka sa kaata, phir soft ho gaya. Lambi-lambi suck.
Sunita ki aankhein band ho gayin. Uske muh se soft awaaz nikalne lagi. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh aise… ahhh…”
Kishan ne muh thoda hatake, nipple ab bhi hothon se chhoote hue, kaha,
“Mummy… bol na. Bol ki tu meri Mummy hai. Aur yeh doodh sirf mere liye hai.”
Sunita ne uske sar ko aur zor se apne seene se dabaaya. Aawaz mein kaamp thi.
“Main… main teri Mummy hoon… beta… yeh doodh… sirf tere liye hai…”
Kishan ne sunte hi wapas left nipple muh mein le liya aur is baar aur gehra chusne laga. Saath mein usne right breast ko haath se dabaye rakha, nipple ko ungli se ghumaya.
Woh 5 minute tak sirf left side chusta raha. Phir right pe shift ho gaya.
Same tarika. Deep. Bhookha. Poori tarah dependent.
“Mmm… Mummy… doosra bhi meetha hai… ahhh…”
Sunita ab uske sar ko dono haathon se pakde hue thi. Woh usse apne seene se itna daba rahi thi jaise woh sach mein apne bacche ko doodh pila rahi ho.
“Pi beta… jitna pi… ahhh… main teri Mummy hoon… ahhh…”
Kishan ne beech-beech mein muh hatake uske mamme ke beech mein face daba diya. Cleavage mein jeebh feri. Phir wapas nipple pe chala gaya.
Usne ab dono mamme ek saath dabaye aur unke beech se apna face upar nikaal ke Divya… nahi, Sunita ki aankhon mein dekha.
“Mummy… main jab bhi teri godh mein baithta hoon na… mujhe lagta hai ki duniya mein aur kuch nahi chahiye. Bas tu. Tera doodh. Teri godh.”
Sunita ke aankhon se paani nikal aaye. Usne Kishan ke chehre ko apne dono haathon mein liya aur uske maathe pe kiss kiya.
“Beta… tu aisa mat bol… main… main kamzor ho jaati hoon…”
Kishan ne uske haath ko apne muh se touch kiya. “Kamzor nahi. Mummy. Tu bas Mummy ban. Main tera baccha. Aaj poora din. Kal bhi. Jab tak tu chahe.”
Phir usne wapas left nipple muh mein le liya. Is baar usne ek haath neeche le jaake apna hard lund Sunita ki geeli chut pe ragadne laga. Andar nahi daala. Bas bahar se sahlaata raha.
Sunita ki taangein thodi fail gayin. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh neeche… ahhh…”
Kishan ne muh se kaha, nipple ab bhi muh mein tha,
“Pehle doodh. Poora. Jab main pet bhar lu, tab neeche aaoonga.”
Woh phir se chusne laga. Ab aur slow, aur deep. Har suck ke saath woh Sunita ke mamme ko haath se press karta taaki zyada se zyada muh mein aaye.
Sunita ab poori tarah pighal chuki thi. Usne apne pair thode aur failaye. Kishan ka lund uski chut ke bahar se ragad kha raha tha. Cum pehle se thoda nikal raha tha.
“Beta… ahhh… main teri Mummy hoon… ahhh… tu mera baccha… ahhh… pi… ahhh…”
Kishan ne 15-20 minute tak aise hi uski godh mein baith ke doodh piya. Beech-beech mein woh bolta:
“Mummy… tera doodh meri life hai…”
“Mummy… main kabhi bada nahi honga… hamesha tera baccha rahunga…”
“Mummy… mujhe sirf yahi chahiye… teri godh… tera doodh…”
Har baar Sunita uske sar ko aur zor se dabaati. Kabhi uske maathe pe kiss karti. Kabhi uske kaan mein “mera beta” kehti.
Aakhir mein Kishan ne muh hataya. Uske hoth geele the, chin pe laar thi, aur Sunita ke nipples bilkul swollen aur laal the.
Usne Sunita ki aankhon mein dekha. Aawaz bilkul soft thi, jaise sach mein chhota baccha bol raha ho.
“Mummy… ab main andar aana chahta hoon. Teri godh mein baithe-baithe. Tu mujhe andar le le. Apne bacche ko.”
Sunita ne uske chehre ko apne haathon mein liya. Aankhon se paani beh rahe the, lekin hothon pe soft muskaan thi.
“Le le beta… andar aa ja… apni Mummy ke andar…”
Kishan ne apna lund uski chut ke muhane pe rakha. Dheere se, bilkul control mein, uski godh mein baithe-baithe hi andar dhakelne laga.
“Ahhhh… Mummy…”
“Ahhhh… beta…”
Pura lund andar chala gaya. Dono ek doosre se lipat gaye.
Kishan ne wapas uska nipple muh mein le liya aur chusne laga. Neeche se dheere-dheere dhakke maarta raha — bilkul slow, gehre, jaise woh uski godh mein so raha ho.
Kamre mein sirf unki saansen, suck ki awaazen, aur kabhi-kabhi “Mummy… beta…” ki soft calls sunai de rahi thin.
Bahar duniya jaise ruk gayi thi.
Sirf ek Mummy thi…
aur uski godh mein baitha uska beta…
jo uska doodh pi raha tha…
aur uske bilkul andar tha.

Alfered · Saturday at 11:29 AM

Thanks

rrpr said:
Wah bhai wah.

Alfered · Saturday at 11:34 AM

Kishan ab bhi Sunita ki godh mein baitha tha. Uska lund uski chut ke andar tha — pura, gehra. Dono ke body pasine se chipak rahe the.
Usne left nipple muh se chhoda. Hoth geele the. Usne Sunita ke dono bhaari mamme dono haathon se pakad liye aur unhe zor se dabaya. Unka weight uske haathon mein feel hua. Nipples uski ungliyon ke beech aa gaye.
“Mummy… yeh mamme… itne bade… itne bhari… main inhe daba-daba ke paagal ho jaata hoon.”
Usne dono mamme ko ek saath beech mein press kiya. Cleavage gehra ho gaya. Phir unhe upar uthaya aur apne face pe daba diya. Dono nipples uske hothon ke kareeb aa gaye.
Usne pehle left ko muh mein liya, phir right ko. Kabhi ek, kabhi doosra. Kabhi dono ko itna kareeb laata ki uski jeebh dono nipples ko ek saath touch kar sake.
“Slurp… mmm… Mummy… doodh…”
Sunita ke haath uske sar pe the. Woh usse apne seene se daba rahi thi. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh dabao… ahhh chooso… ahhh…”
Kishan ne ab neeche se dhakke tez kar diye. Godh mein baithe-baithe hi. Har dhakke ke saath Sunita ke mamme uske face pe hil-hil rahe the. Woh unhe pakad-pakad ke chus raha tha, dabata tha, kabhi halka sa kaat’ta tha.
Thodi der baad usne achanak lund bahar nikaal liya.
Sunita ne aankhein khol ke dekha. “Beta… kyun nikaala…?”
Kishan ne usse dheere se charpai pe litaya. Peeth ke bal. Uske pair failaye. Phir khud uske beech mein let gaya, lekin lund nahi daala.
Usne pehle uske dono mamme pakad ke unhe upar ki taraf dabaaya. Phir jhuk ke unke beech mein face gaad diya. Cleavage mein jeebh feri. Phir left nipple muh mein leke deep suck shuru kar diya.
Saath hi usne neeche apna muh uski chut ki taraf le gaya? Nahi.
Usne pehle mamme hi chuse. 4-5 minute tak. Phir dheere-dheere muh neeche kiya.
Usne Sunita ke pet pe kiss kiya. Phir naabh ke neeche. Phir uski chut ke upar wale soft hisse pe.
Sunita samajh gayi. Usne apne pair aur faila diye. “Beta… ahhh… wahan… ahhh…”
Kishan ne uski chut ke lips ko pehle soft kiss diya. Phir jeebh nikaal ke clit pe slow circle mein ferne laga.
“Ahhhh… beta… ahhh…”
Usne clit ko hothon mein leke suck kiya. Phir jeebh andar tak daal di. Sunita ki geelapan uske muh mein aa gayi — pehle ka cum aur uska apna ras mix hua hua.
Kishan ne uski chut ko bilkul gandi tarah se chaatna shuru kar diya. Kabhi clit pe focus, kabhi andar tak jeebh, kabhi pure lips ko choosna. Saath mein uske dono haath upar jaake Sunita ke bhaari mamme dabaye hue the. Unhe press kar raha tha, nipples ko pinch kar raha tha.
Sunita ke haath Kishan ke sar pe the. Woh usse apni chut mein daba rahi thi. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh choos… ahhh meri chut… ahhh… mamme… ahhh dabao…”
Kishan ne 8-10 minute tak bas uski chut chaati. Jab Sunita ka body kaampne laga aur woh almost jhadne wali hui, tab usne muh hataya.
Usne upar aake phir se uske mamme pakad liye. Dono ko zor se dabaya. Unhe ek saath press karke apne face pe daba diya.
“Mummy… ab andar aata hoon. Aur is baar dher saara chodunga. Tere andar.”
Usne apna lund uski chut ke muhane pe rakha. Ek gehra dhakka. Pura andar.
“Aaaaaahhhhh… beta…!”
Kishan ne ab rokna nahi tha. Usne Sunita ke dono pair apne shoulders pe rakh liye. Uske bhaari mamme dono haathon se pakad liye aur unhe dabate hue tez dhakke maarne laga.
“Thap! Thap! Thap! Thap!”
Har dhakke ke saath woh uske mamme dabata, kabhi unhe upar uthata, kabhi nipples ko pinch karta. Beech-beech mein jhuk ke unhe chus bhi leta.
“Mummy… teri chut… ahhh… itni garam… ahhh… main aaj dher saara daalunga… ahhh…”
Sunita ke nails uski peeth pe gads rahe the. “Haan beta… ahhh daal… ahhh jitna hai… ahhh… Mummy ke andar… ahhh…”
Kishan ne speed aur badha di. Bed (charpai) zor-zor se hilne lagi. Sunita ke mamme uske haathon mein dab-dab ke shape badal rahe the.
“Mummy… main aa raha hoon… ahhh… le… ahhh dher saara… ahhhh…!”
Usne last kuch dhakke bilkul gehre maare — tip har baar uski bachhedani se takrati hui — aur phir zor se jhad gaya.
“Ahhhhhh… Mummy… le… ahhhh…!”
Garam cum ki dhaarein uski chut mein jaati rahi. Itna tha ki pehle wala cum bhi bahar nikalne laga. Sunita ki thighs pe, charpai pe safed thick liquid fail gaya.
Kishan ne uske andar hi dhakke maarte hue apna poora cum chod diya. Jab tak uska lund dhadakna band nahi hua, tab tak usne nikaala nahi.
Uske baad woh Sunita ke upar gir gaya. Uska muh seedha uske mamme pe tha. Usne ab bhi unhe soft soft chusna shuru kar diya — thakavat ke bawajood.
Sunita ke haath uske sar pe the. Woh haanpte hue boli,
“Beta… ahhh… itna… ahhh… andar… ahhh…”
Kishan ne nipple chuste hue kaha, “Mummy… yeh tera hai. Poora. Main roz aise hi tera doodh piunga… aur tere andar chhodunga…”
Usne ab bhi uske mamme dabaye hue the. Lund ab soft hone laga tha, lekin abhi bhi uski chut ke andar tha. Cum dheere-dheere bahar nikal raha tha.
Dono ek doosre se lipat ke charpai pe pade rahe.
Kamre mein sirf unki tez saansen chal rahi thin…
aur Sunita ke andar Kishan ka dher saara garam cum.

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Shaam 5:50 – Suresh ki jhopdi
Kamre mein ab dhundhli roshni thi. Bahar sooraj doob chuka tha. Charpai pe Kishan aur Sunita nange litaye the. Kishan ka sar Sunita ke seene pe tha.
Kishan ne dheere se aankhein kholi aur uthne ki koshish ki.
“Mummy… ab time ho gaya. Nikalna padega.”
Sunita ne turant uske seene pe haath rakh diya aur usse neeche dabaaye rakha.
“Nahi. Aaj nahi jaayega tu.”
Kishan ne uska haath hatane ki koshish ki. “Mummy… ghar pe wait kar rahe honge. Bua ko message bhi nahi kiya.”
Sunita ne usse aur zor se pakad liya. Uske bhaari mamme Kishan ke face pe dabe hue the.
“Toh mat ja. Main nahi jaane dungi. Kal tu nahi aaya tha… aaj aaya hai toh ruk ja.”
Kishan ne soft awaaz mein kaha, “Mummy… please. Main subah jaldi aa jaaunga. Abhi nikalta hoon.”
Woh dheere se uthne laga. Jaise hi usne body upar uthayi, Sunita ne uska haath chhod diya… lekin uske jagah uska sar neeche le gayi.
Usne seedha Kishan ka lund apne muh mein le liya.
Garam, soft, thoda cum se geela hua lund.
“Mmmph…”
Kishan ki aankhein phadak gayin. “Mummy… kya kar rahi ho…”
Sunita ne jawab nahi diya. Usne lund ko aur gehra muh mein le liya. Hothon se tight band kiya aur suck shuru kar diya. Jeebh se neeche se upar tak ferne lagi.
Kishan ka haath uske sar pe chala gaya. “Ahhh… Mummy… aise… ahhh… main jaane wala tha…”
Sunita ne muh thoda hatake, lund ab bhi hothon se chhoota hua, kaha,
“Ab nahi jaayega. Pehle mera muh mein nikal. Phir sochna.”
Phir usne wapas lund muh mein le liya. Ab aur gehra. Gale tak. Suck karte hue awaazen nikaal rahi thi — geeli, gandi.
Bahar Suresh charpai pe litaya hua tha. Usne andar ki awaazen sun li thin. Usne bas bidi jalaayi aur dil mein socha,
“Paise mil rahe hain. Jo karna hai kare. Mujhe kya.”
Usne koi awaaz nahi di. Na andar aane ki koshish ki.
Andar Kishan ka control tootne laga tha. Sunita uska lund bilkul aise chus rahi thi jaise woh uska doodh peeti ho — bhookhi hui, gehli, aur poori tarah dedicated.
“Mummy… ahhh… main… ahhh nikalne wala hoon…”
Sunita ne uske lund ko aur gehra le liya. Dono haath se uski gaand pakad ke usse apne muh mein dabaaye rakha. Kishan ne uske sar ko pakad liya aur kuch tez dhakke maare. Phir zor se jhad gaya.
“Ahhhh… Mummy… le… ahhh…”
Garam cum ki dhaarein Sunita ke muh mein jaati rahi. Usne sab nigal liya. Ek boond bhi bahar nahi girne diya. Jab Kishan ka lund dhadakna band hua tab usne dheere se muh se nikaala. Hothon pe halka sa cum tha jo usne jeebh se saaf kar liya.
Kishan haanpte hue charpai pe gir gaya. “Mummy… tu… paagal ho…”
Sunita uske upar chadh gayi. Uske mamme Kishan ke face pe latak rahe the. Usne apna nipple uske muh pe rakh diya.
“Ab pi. Aur sochna mat jaane ka.”
Kishan ne automaticaly muh khol diya aur nipple chusne laga. Sunita ne uske baal sehte hue kaha,
“Phone de.”
Kishan ne neeche se apna phone nikaal ke usse diya. Screen on thi.
Sunita ne phone liya. Kishan ka phone tha. Usne Divya ka number khola (Kishan ne pehle save kar rakha tha “Bua”).
Usne message type kiya:
“Bua, aaj main ghar nahi aaunga. Dost ke ghar pe ruk raha hoon. Project ka kaam hai. Kal subah tak aa jaaunga. Tension mat lena.”
Send.
Phir usne phone side mein rakh diya. Kishan ab bhi uska doodh pi raha tha.
Sunita ne uske sar ko apne seene se dabaaye hue kaha,
“Ab message chala gaya. Ghar pe koi wait nahi karega. Tu aaj raat yahin hai. Meri godh mein. Mere andar. Mere muh mein. Samjha beta?”
Kishan ne muh thoda hatake, nipple ab bhi hothon se chhoota hua, kaha,
“…Haan Mummy. Aaj nahi jaaunga.”
Sunita ke chehre pe soft muskaan aayi. Usne Kishan ke maathe pe kiss kiya.
“Accha baccha. Ab aa. Meri godh mein so ja. Raat bhar main tujhe doodh pilaungi. Tu kuch mat soch.”
Usne Kishan ko apne seene se chipka liya. Kishan ne wapas uska nipple muh mein le liya aur soft suck shuru kar diya.
Bahar Suresh ne phone pe paise count kiye jo Kishan ne diye the. Usne dil mein kaha,
“Jitna marzi rahe. Paise mil rahe hain. Mujhe farak nahi padta.”
Usne bidi ka last kash liya aur so gaya.
Andar kamre mein Sunita ne Kishan ko apne mamme se chipkaye rakha. Uske ek haath se uske baal seh rahi thi, doosre haath se uske peeth pe pher rahi thi.
“So ja beta. Aaj tu sirf mera hai. Kal jo hoga dekha jayega. Aaj nahi jaane dungi tujhe.”
Kishan ne uske nipple ko soft chuste hue bas itna kaha,
“Mummy…”
Kamre mein andhera fail gaya.
Sirf suck ki halki awaazen…
aur Sunita ki gehri, satisfied saansen.

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Raat 8:10 – Suresh ki jhopdi
Kamre mein bilkul andhera nahi tha. Ek chhoti si lalten corner mein jal rahi thi. Uski geeli peeli roshni mein Kishan aur Sunita charpai pe nange litaye the.
Kishan Sunita ki godh mein tha. Usne apna sar uske seene mein gaad rakha tha. Dono haath se uske 36E ke bhaari mamme pakde hue the aur left nipple ko muh mein leke zor-zor se chus raha tha.
“Slurp… mmm… suck… Mummy…”
Sunita ke dono haath uske sar pe the. Woh usse apne seene se dabaaye hue thi. Uske muh se soft, gehli moan nikal rahi thi.
“Ahhh… beta… ahhh aise choos… ahhh mera doodh… ahhh…”
Tabhi bahar se charpai ki awaaz aayi. Suresh utha tha.
Darwaza dheere se khula. Suresh andar aaya. Usne pehle toh andhere mein clear nahi dekha, lekin lalten ki roshni mein scene saaf dikh gaya.
Uske biwi bilkul nangi charpai pe litayi hui thi. Uska bada sa seena khula hua tha. Aur Kishan… uska sar uske mamme pe tha, muh mein nipple liye hue, zor-zor se chus raha tha. Sunita uske sar ko apne seene se dabaaye hue “beta… beta…” bol rahi thi.
Suresh ki aankhein phadak gayin. Uske lungi mein turant lund khada ho gaya. Usne bina kuch bole apni lungi ka nada khola aur lund bahar nikaal liya. Pehle se hard tha.
Woh darwaze ke paas hi khada reh gaya. Ek haath se lungi pakde hue, doosre haath se apna lund hilane laga.
Kishan ne awaaz sun li thi, lekin usne muh nahi hataya. Ulta usne Sunita ke nipple ko aur zor se chusna shuru kar diya. Teeth se halka sa kaata, phir jeebh se ghumaya, phir deep suck.
“Mmmph… Mummy… doodh… ahhh…”
Sunita ne bhi Suresh ko dekh liya tha. Lekin usne Kishan ko nahi hataya. Usne ulte apne dono haath se Kishan ke sar ko aur zor se apne seene se daba liya.
“Pi beta… ahhh… zor se pi… ahhh… yeh tera doodh hai… ahhh…”
Suresh ka haath tez chalne laga. Usne dekhte hue apna lund hilaya. Sunita ke bhaari mamme Kishan ke muh mein ja rahe the, nipplenikalte-chus te dikh rahe the, aur Sunita ki awaaz aa rahi thi — “beta… mera doodh… ahhh…”
Ek minute bhi nahi hua hoga.
Suresh ka body kaampne laga. Usne muh se dabi awaaz nikali, “Ahhh… saali…” aur apne haath mein hi jhad gaya. Garam cum ki dhaarein uske haath pe, floor pe girne lagiin.
Usne do-teen baar aur hilaaya, poora nikaal diya. Phir haanpte hue apna lund lungi mein daala. Usne ek last nazar us scene pe daali — Kishan ab bhi uske biwi ka doodh zor-zor se pi raha tha — aur dheere se peeche hat ke bahar chala gaya. Darwaza band nahi kiya, bas thoda sa khula chhod diya.
Bahar jaake woh doosri charpai pe lit gaya. Dil mein bas ek baat thi — “Paise mil rahe hain… jo karna hai kare…”
Andar – turant baad
Kishan ne Suresh ke jaate hi Sunita ke nipple se muh hataya. Uske hoth geele the, chin pe laar thi. Usne Sunita ki aankhon mein dekha.
“Mummy… woh dekh ke nikal gaya.”
Sunita ne uske sar ko phir se apne seene mein daba diya. “Haan… dekh liya. Ab tu pi. Uski parwah mat kar.”
Kishan ne dono mamme pakad liye aur unhe zor se dabaya. Unka weight uske haathon mein feel hua. Phir usne left nipple muh mein leke is baar bilkul be-rehmi se chusna shuru kar diya.
“Slurp… mmm… suck… ahhh Mummy…”
Ab awaazen pehle se tez thin. Charpai ki tak-tak, Kishan ki gehli suck, Sunita ki open moan — sab bahar tak ja rahi thi.
“Ahhh… beta… ahhh zor se… ahhh mere mamme… ahhh choos… ahhh…!”
Kishan ne right nipple pe shift kiya. Usne usse teeth se pakad ke halka sa kheenchaa, phir deep suck kiya. Saath mein dono mamme itne zor se dabaye ki uske fingerprints padne lage.
“Mummy… tera doodh… ahhh… main piye jaa raha hoon… ahhh… kabhi khatam nahi hota…”
Sunita ke nails uski peeth pe gads gaye. “Haan beta… ahhh pi… ahhh jitna pi… ahhh main teri Mummy hoon… ahhh… tu mera baccha… ahhh…!”
Kishan ne ab usse litaya. Khud uske upar chadh gaya. Lund seedha uski geeli chut mein daal diya. Ek gehra dhakka.
“Aaaaaahhhhh… beta…!”
Usne peeche se uske dono pair pakad ke unhe upar uthaye aur tez dhakke maarne laga. Har dhakke ke saath uske bhaari mamme hil-hil rahe the. Kishan unhe pakad-pakad ke chus raha tha, dabata tha, kabhi kaat’ta tha.
“Thap! Thap! Thap! Thap!”
“Mummy… teri chut… ahhh… itni geeli… ahhh… main tujhe chodte hue tera doodh pi raha hoon… ahhh…!”
Sunita ki cheekhein nikalne lagiin. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh chod… ahhh mere mamme choos… ahhh… Mummy ko paagal kar de… ahhh…!”
Awaazen ab saaf bahar tak ja rahi thin. Suresh doosri charpai pe litaya hua sun raha tha. Usne apne soft lund ko phir se haath mein liya, lekin itni jaldi nahi khada hua. Bas sunta raha.
Andar Kishan ne position change ki. Usne Sunita ko godh mein bitha liya — bilkul bacche ki tarah. Usne uska lund uski chut mein liye hue hi uske mamme dabaye aur unhe chusne laga. Neeche se dheere-dheere dhakke maarta raha.
“Mummy… main teri godh mein hoon… ahhh… tera doodh pi raha hoon… ahhh… tere andar hoon… ahhh…”
Sunita uske sar ko apne seene se dabaaye hue thi. “Haan beta… ahhh… tu meri godh mein hai… ahhh… mera baccha… ahhh… pi… chod… ahhh…!”
Dono ki awaazen — suck, moan, charpai ki creak, “Mummy… beta…” — raat ke andhere mein jhopdi ke bahar tak fail rahi thin.
Kishan ne aakhir mein Sunita ke nipples ko zor se chuste hue uski chut mein hi jhad diya.
“Ahhhh… Mummy… le… ahhh sab… ahhhh…!”
Garam cum phir se uske andar fill ho gaya. Sunita bhi saath mein kaamp uthi.
Dono ek doosre se lipat ke gir gaye. Kishan ka muh ab bhi uske mamme pe tha. Woh soft soft chusta raha.
Bahar Suresh ne aankhein band kar liin. Usne dil mein kaha,
“Jitna marzi chus… jitna marzi chod… paise mil rahe hain.”
Phir woh so gaya.
Andar kamre mein Kishan ne Sunita ke swollen nipple ko hothon mein liye hue dheere se kaha,
“Mummy… aaj raat main yahin hoon. Tere mamme mein. Tere andar.”
Sunita ne uske sar ko apne seene se dabaaye hue bas itna kaha,
“So ja beta… main kahin nahi jaane dungi…”
Lalten ki roshni mein unke nange body chamak rahe the.
Awaazen ab dheemi ho gayi thin…
lekin raat abhi shuru hi hui thi.Lalten ki roshni ab bhi geeli peeli thi. Bahar Suresh so chuka tha. Uske soft kharrate dheere-dheere aa rahe the.
Andar Kishan ab bhi Sunita ke upar litaya hua tha. Uska lund uski chut se bahar nikal chuka tha, lekin uska muh ab bhi uske seene pe tha. Woh left nipple ko soft, lazy suck kar raha tha — jaise koi baccha neend mein doodh peeta reh jaye.
“Mmm… Mummy…”
Sunita ke haath uske sar pe the. Woh uske geele baal seh rahi thi. Uske mamme ab laal aur swollen the. Nipples itne sensitive ho chuke the ki har halki si jeebh ki touch pe uske body mein current sa daur jaata tha.
“Beta… thoda dheere… ab bahut sooj gaye hain…” usne soft awaaz mein kaha.
Kishan ne muh nahi hataya. Usne bas nipple ko hothon se chhod ke uske areola pe soft kiss kiye. Phir doosre breast pe chala gaya. Right nipple ko muh mein liya aur wapas se deep suck shuru kar diya.
“Slurp… mmm… doosra bhi… Mummy…”
Sunita ki peeth arch ho gayi. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh tu rukta hi nahi…”
Kishan ne ab dono haath se uske bhaari mamme pakad liye aur unhe ek saath dabaya. Unke beech mein apna face gaad diya. Cleavage mein jeebh feri, phir dono nipples ko ek-ek karke chusne laga — kabhi left, kabhi right, kabhi dono ko itna kareeb laata ki uski jeebh unhe ek saath touch kare.
“Mummy… main inhe raat bhar chusunga… tu so ja… main piye jaaunga…”
Sunita ne uske sar ko aur zor se apne seene se dabaaya. “Paagal… ahhh… mera baccha… ahhh…”
Thodi der baad Kishan ne muh hataya. Uske hoth geele the. Usne Sunita ko dheere se ghumaaya aur usse godh mein bitha liya — bilkul pehle jaisa.
Sunita ab uski godh mein nahi thi. Kishan uski godh mein baith gaya. Nanga. Uska hard lund Sunita ki pet se chipak raha tha.
Usne apna sar wapas uske seene mein gaad diya aur left nipple muh mein leke bilkul bacche ki tarah peene laga.
“Mmm… Mummy… ab godh mein… doodh…”
Sunita ne uske sar ko pakad liya. Uske apne aankhon mein ek ajeeb si soft nasha thi. Woh dekh rahi thi kaise yeh 19 saal ka ladka uski godh mein baith ke uska doodh pi raha hai — bilkul waise jaise koi chhota baccha peeta hai.
“Pi beta… ahhh… dheere… ahhh… main teri Mummy hoon… ahhh…”
Kishan ne ek haath se uska right breast dabaye rakha, doosre haath se apna lund uski geeli chut pe ragadne laga. Andar nahi daala. Bas bahar se, clit pe, lips pe.
Sunita ki taangein thodi fail gayin. “Beta… andar… ahhh…”
Kishan ne muh se kaha, nipple ab bhi muh mein tha,
“Pehle doodh. Jab main bolun tab andar aana.”
Woh phir se chusne laga. Ab aur slow. Har suck ke saath woh Sunita ke mamme ko press karta taaki zyada se zyada uske muh mein aaye. Kabhi-kabhi woh nipple ko teeth se halka sa pakad ke kheenchta, phir turant soft suck se usse shaant karta.
Awaazen phir se uthne lagiin.
“Slurp… mmm… Mummy…”
“Ahhh… beta… ahhh choos… ahhh…”
Bahar Suresh ke kharrate ruk se gaye. Usne aankhein khol ke andhere mein sunna shuru kar diya. Andar se aa rahi thi uski biwi ki moan aur Kishan ki gehli suck ki awaazen.
Usne apna lund phir se haath mein liya. Lekin is baar itna hard nahi hua. Bas dheere-dheere hilane laga, sunte hue.
Andar Kishan ne aakhir mein muh hataya. Usne Sunita ke dono swollen nipples ko ek-ek karke soft kiss kiya, phir uski aankhon mein dekha.
“Mummy… ab andar aana chahta hoon. Teri godh mein baithe-baithe. Tu mujhe le le.”
Sunita ne uske chehre ko apne haathon mein liya. “Le le beta… apni Mummy ke andar aa ja…”
Kishan ne apna lund uski chut ke muhane pe set kiya. Dheere se pressure diya. Inch by inch andar gaya. Jab pura andar chala gaya to dono ne ek saath saans chhodi.
“Ahhhh… Mummy…”
“Ahhhh… beta…”
Kishan ne wapas uska left nipple muh mein le liya aur chusne laga. Neeche se dheere-dheere dhakke maarta raha — bilkul slow, gehre, jaise woh uski godh mein so raha ho.
Har dhakke ke saath Sunita ke mamme uske face pe hilte. Woh unhe dabata, chusta, kabhi dono ko ek saath press karta.
“Mummy… main tere bilkul andar hoon… ahhh… tera doodh pi raha hoon… ahhh… teri godh mein hoon… ahhh…”
Sunita uske sar ko apne seene se dabaaye hue thi. Uske aankhon se paani nikal rahe the.
“Haan beta… ahhh… tu meri godh mein hai… ahhh… mera baccha… ahhh… mujhe chod… ahhh… apni Mummy ko… ahhh…”
Kishan ne speed thodi badha di. Charpai ki creak tez hone lagi. Awaazen phir se bahar tak jaane lagiin.
“Thap… thap… thap…”
“Ahhh… beta… ahhh zor se… ahhh mere mamme… ahhh…!”
Suresh bahar apna lund hilate hue sun raha tha. Usne dil mein kaha, “Saali… kitna chuswa rahi hai… kitna chudwa rahi hai…” lekin usne andar jaane ki koshish nahi ki. Bas sunta raha aur hilata raha.
Andar Kishan ne aakhir mein Sunita ke nipples ko zor se chuste hue uski chut mein hi jhad diya.
“Ahhhh… Mummy… le… ahhh raat ka… ahhhh…!”
Garam cum ki nayi dhaarein uske andar jaati rahi. Sunita bhi kaampte hue saath mein aa gayi. Uski chut ne Kishan ke lund ko tightly pakad liya.
Dono ek doosre se lipat ke charpai pe gir gaye. Kishan ka muh ab bhi uske mamme pe tha. Woh soft soft chusta raha, jaise abhi bhi doodh bacha ho.
Sunita ne uske sar ko sehte hue dheere se kaha,
“Beta… aaj raat tu yahin soye ga. Mere seene pe. Mere andar. Kal subah jab jaayega… tab tak main tujhe aur doodh pilaungi.”
Kishan ne uske swollen nipple ko hothon mein liye hue bas itna kaha,
“Haan Mummy… main kahin nahi jaaunga. Aaj tu meri Mummy hai… poori raat…”
Lalten ki roshni dheere-dheere kam hone lagi.
Bahar Suresh bhi thak ke so gaya.
Andar do nange body ek doosre se lipte hue the —
ek Mummy,
ek uska beta,
jo ab bhi uske seene se lipat ke uska doodh pi raha tha.

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Subah 6:45 – Suresh ki jhopdi
Lalten ki tel khatam ho chuki thi. Kamre mein halki subah ki roshni aa rahi thi.
Kishan aur Sunita ab bhi nange charpai pe lipte hue soye the. Kishan ka sar Sunita ke seene pe tha, uska ek haath uske soft breast pe. Uske muh se ab bhi halki si laar uske nipple pe sookh rahi thi. Dono ke body pe kal raat ke pasine aur cum ke nishaan the.
Pehle Kishan ki aankh khuli.
Usne dheere se muh hataya. Sunita ke swollen nipples uske saamne the — laal, sooje hue, kal raat ke continuous sucking se. Usne unhe dekhte hue soft smile kiya, phir uthne laga.
Jaise hi usne body hilaayi, Sunita ne aankhein khol diin. Usne turant Kishan ka haath pakad liya.
“Kahan jaa raha hai…?” awaaz neend se bhari hui thi.
Kishan ne uske maathe pe kiss kiya. “Kapde pehenta hoon Mummy. Tu bhi uth ja. Tujhe bhi le jaaunga.”
Sunita ki aankhein poori tarah khul gayin. “Mere saath? Kahan?”
“Pehle breakfast. Phir dekhte hain. Aaj tu mere saath nikal.”
Sunita ne kuch nahi kaha. Bas usne Kishan ko dekhte hue soft muskaan di.
7:00 – Kapde aur tayyari
Kishan ne apni jeans aur t-shirt pehen li. Phir usne Sunita ke liye uske purane kapde nikaale — ek simple black bra, matching panty, aur uski maxi.
Usne Sunita ko charpai pe bithaya. Pehle usne panty uske pair mein daal ke upar khheench di. Uske haath uski soft thighs pe phisle. Phir bra liya.
“Haath upar kar Mummy.”
Sunita ne haath upar kiye. Kishan ne bra ke cups uske bhaari mamme pe set kiye. Usne straps adjust kiye, phir peeche jaake hook lagaaye. Bra tight thi. Uske 36E mamme cups se almost overflow kar rahe the. Nipples bra ke andar clearly ubhre hue the.
Kishan ne aage se uske mamme bra ke upar se dabaye. “Ab bhi soft hain. Bra mein bhi nahi chhupe.”
Sunita ne sharmate hue uska haath hataya. “Bas kar… bahar Suresh so raha hai.”
Kishan ne maxi uske sar se pehenayi. Buttons bandhe. Phir usne apna phone aur paise check kiye.
7:15 – Suresh ke paas
Dono dheere se bahar aaye. Suresh doosri charpai pe gehre soya tha. Kharrate chal rahe the. Uske muh se laar nikal rahi thi.
Kishan ne apni pocket se 3 hazaar nikaale aur Suresh ke sirhane pe, bidi ke pack ke neeche rakh diye.
Usne Sunita ki taraf dekh ke kaha, “Paise rakh diye. Ab chal.”
Sunita ne ek last nazar Suresh pe daali. Kuch nahi bola. Bas Kishan ka haath pakad ke chal di.
7:25 – Bike aur chhote se dhaabe pe breakfast
Kishan ne Sunita ko apni bike pe peeche bithaya. Sunita ne peeche se uske kamar mein haath daal liye. Bra mein uske mamme Kishan ki peeth se dabaaye hue hil rahe the.
Woh 10 minute door ek chhote se dhaabe pe rukey. Subah ka time tha, sirf 2-3 customer the. Kishan ne corner wali table li.
Usne Sunita ke liye paratha-sabzi aur chai order ki. Khud bhi wahi liya.
Khana aate hi Kishan ne table ke neeche haath badhaaya. Sunita ki maxi ke andar haath daal ke uski thigh sahlaane laga. Phir dheere-dheere upar jaake uski panty ke upar se uski chut ko press kiya.
Sunita ne low voice mein kaha, “Beta… yahan… log hain…”
Kishan ne uske kaan mein bola, “Kha. Main dekh lunga. Tu bas paratha kha.”
Usne panty ke side se ungli andar daal di. Sunita ki saans ruk gayi. Woh roti todti rahi, lekin uski aankhein thodi band hone lagiin.
“Ahhh… beta… ahhh…”
Kishan ne do ungliyan andar tak daal ke dheere-dheere chalayi. “Mummy… kal raat ka cum ab bhi andar hai kya?”
Sunita ne muh se sirf itna kaha, “Haan… ahhh… thoda… ahhh…”
Kishan ne ungliyan nikaal ke apne muh mein le liya aur chaat liya. Phir wapas uski chut mein daal diya. Tab tak unka nashta almost khatam ho gaya.
Bill deke woh dono wapas bike pe baithe.
8:00 – Jungle road / chhupa hua area
Kishan ne shehar ki taraf nahi jaana tha. Usne bike ghumayi aur ek kachchi road pe le gaya jo jungle ki taraf jaati thi. 10-12 minute baad woh ek aise area mein pahuncha jahan pedon ki gehri chhaon thi. Koi mazddoor ya gaadi nahi dikhti thi.
Usne bike band ki.
Sunita utri. “Yahan kyun laaye?”
Kishan ne uska haath pakad ke usse ek bade ped ke peeche le gaya. Wahan zameen pe soft ghaas thi.
Usne Sunita ko ped se sata diya. “Kyunki main abhi tera doodh peena chahta hoon. Aur tujhe chodna chahta hoon. Subah-subah.”
Sunita ne aas-paas dekha. “Beta… koi aa sakta hai…”
Kishan ne uski maxi ke buttons ek-ek karke kholne shuru kiye. “Aane do. Main rukne wala nahi.”
Maxi khul gayi. Usne usse uske kandhon se utaar diya. Ab Sunita sirf black bra aur panty mein thi.
Kishan ne bra ke cups ke upar se uske mamme dabaye. “Bra mein bhi itne bade dikh rahe hain. Nikaalun?”
Usne peeche haath daal ke bra ka hook khol diya. Bra dheere se utari. Uske 36E ke bhaari mamme free ho gaye. Nipples pehle se tight the, kal raat ke sucking se ab bhi thode swollen.
Kishan ne unhe dono haathon se pakad liya aur dabaya.
“Mummy… subah ke yeh mamme… main inhe dekh ke paagal ho jaata hoon.”
Usne jhuk ke left nipple muh mein le liya aur deep suck shuru kar diya.
“Slurp… mmm…”
Sunita ki peeth ped se chipak gayi. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh subah-subah… ahhh…”
Kishan ne right nipple bhi muh mein le liya. Ab woh dono mamme ek ke baad ek chus raha tha — bilkul bhookhe bacche ki tarah. Kabhi left, kabhi right, kabhi dono ko ek saath dabake beech mein face daba deta.
Usne ek haath se uski panty side mein ki aur do ungliyan uski chut mein daal diin. Woh pehle se geeli thi — kal raat ke cum aur ab ki excitement se.
“Squelch… Mummy tu toh pehle se tayaar hai.”
Sunita ke haath uske sar pe the. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh choos… ahhh… ungliyan… ahhh…”
Kishan ne 5-6 minute tak sirf uska doodh piya aur ungliyan chalayi. Jab Sunita kaampne lagi to usne panty neeche khheench di. Sunita ne pair uthaye, panty poori tarah utar gayi.
Ab woh bilkul nangi thi — sirf jungle ki hawa mein.
Kishan ne apni jeans ka zip khola, lund bahar nikaala. Usne Sunita ke ek pair ko upar uthaya aur apne kamar pe rakh diya. Phir apna lund uski chut ke muhane pe set kiya.
“Mummy… ab subah ka doodh bhi pi liya… ab andar aata hoon.”
Ek gehra dhakka. Pura lund andar.
“Aaaaaahhhhh… beta…!”
Kishan ne uske dono mamme pakad liye aur unhe dabate hue tez dhakke maarne laga. Ped se unki bodies takra rahi thin. Har dhakke ke saath Sunita ke bhaari mamme hil-hil rahe the.
“Thap! Thap! Thap!”
“Mummy… teri chut… ahhh… subah-subah itni garam… ahhh…!”
Sunita ke nails uski peeth pe gads rahe the. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh zor se… ahhh mere mamme dabao… ahhh…!”
Kishan ne uske nipples ko pinch kiya, dabaya, phir jhuk ke unhe chusne laga jab woh neeche se pel raha tha.
Dhakka — suck.
Dhakka — suck.
Awaazen jungle mein fail rahi thin — charpai nahi, lekin ped ki chhal, unki moan, aur thap-thap ki awaaz.
Kishan ne aakhir mein Sunita ke mamme zor se dabate hue uski chut mein hi jhad diya.
“Ahhhh… Mummy… le… ahhh subah ka… ahhhh…!”
Garam cum ki dhaarein uske andar jaati rahi. Sunita bhi kaampte hue saath mein aa gayi.
Dono ped se chipke hue haanpte rahe. Kishan ab bhi uske andar tha. Usne uske swollen nipple ko soft kiss kiya.
“Mummy… aaj poora din tujhe saath rakhunga. Abhi toh bas shuruaat hai.”
Sunita ne uske sar ko apne seene se dabaaye hue kaha, “Jo karna hai… kar… aaj main teri Mummy hoon… poora din…”
Kishan ne uske andar se lund nikaala. Cum uski thighs pe behne laga. Usne uski panty uthayi aur usse pehenane laga, lekin pehle usne apni ungliyon se uski chut se cum saaf kiya aur apne muh mein le liya.
“Mummy ka swaad…”
Phir usne panty theek ki, bra pehenayi (bahut tight), maxi button kiye, aur usse wapas bike pe bithaya.
“Ab chal. Aage aur masti karni hai.”
Sunita peeche baith gayi. Usne Kishan ke kamar mein haath daal liye. Bra mein uske mamme ab bhi sensitive the, aur panty mein naya cum chipak raha tha.
Bike start hui.
Jungle ki road pe dono nikal gaye —
ek beta,
aur uski Mummy,
jiske andar ab subah ka cum bhi tha.

Alfered · Saturday at 12:42 PM

Jungle road pe bike rukte hi Kishan ne Sunita ko ped se alag kiya. Uske haath abhi bhi uske swollen nipples pe the. Cum uski thighs pe dheere-dheere beh raha tha.
Usne achanak uski maxi ke dono taraf se pakad liya aur ek hi jhatke mein usse upar se khheench diya.
Maxi air mein udd ke thodi door ghaas pe gir gayi.
Ab Sunita sirf black bra aur matching panty mein khadi thi. Jungle ki subah ki thandi hawa uske nange pet, kamar aur thighs pe pad rahi thi. Bra ke cups uske 36E ke bhaari mamme ko bas kaabu mein rakhe hue the — upar se almost half overflow kar rahe the. Nipples bra ke thin lace se clearly ubhre hue, kal raat aur abhi ke sucking se laal aur sooje hue.
Sunita ne sharmate hue apne haath seene pe rakh liye. “Beta… maxi… kahan phenki… main aise kaise…”
Kishan ne uske haath hata diye. Usne bra ke upar se dono mamme dabaye aur kaha,
“Aaj maxi nahi chahiye Mummy. Sirf yeh bra-panty. Bike pe aise hi baith. Park tak aise hi le jaaunga.”
Sunita ki aankhein badi ho gayin. “Park…? Log… dekh lenge…”
Kishan ne uske nipple ko bra ke upar se pinch kiya. “Dekhne do. Chal.”
Usne Sunita ko bike ke peeche seat pe bithaya. Maxi nahi thi, isliye uski nangi peeth, soft kamar aur bra mein bandhe bhaari mamme bilkul khule the. Panty itni tight thi ki uski chut ki shape clear dikh rahi thi. Cum ab bhi panty ke andar se thoda-thoda bahar aa raha tha.
Kishan aage baitha. Usne Sunita ke dono haath apne pet pe rakhwa liye.
“Zor se pakad. Hawa lagegi.”
Bike start hui.
Jaise hi speed badi, thandi hawa Sunita ke nange body pe padne lagi. Uske bhaari mamme bra ke andar hilne lage — upar-neeche, side se. Bra ke straps uske soft shoulders mein gads rahe the. Har speed breaker pe uske mamme Kishan ki peeth se zor se takrate. Nipples bra ke lace se ragad kha rahe the.
Sunita ne Kishan ke kamar mein aur zor se haath daal liye. “Beta… ahhh… mamme… hil rahe hain… ahhh…”
Kishan ne ek haath peeche le jaake uski thigh pe rakh diya, phir upar jaake uski panty ke upar se uski chut ko press kiya.
“Feel kar Mummy… hawa mein teri chut geeli ho rahi hai.”
Woh 15-20 minute aise hi chalte rahe. Raaste mein kuch log unhe dekhte, lekin Kishan ne speed nahi kam ki. Sunita ka chehra sharm se laal tha, lekin uski chut panty ke andar aur geeli hoti ja rahi thi.
9:10 – Park
Park ka gate aaya. Subah ka time tha. Walkers, kuch purane log, 2-3 couples, door bacche khel rahe the. Pedon ki gehri chhaon thi.
Kishan ne bike andar le jaake ek kone mein, bade pedon ke peeche park ki. Wahan se walkway thodi door thi.
Usne Sunita ko utara. Woh sirf bra-panty mein khadi thi. Subah ki roshni mein uske bhaari mamme, slim waist, round gaand aur geeli panty clearly dikh rahi thi.
Kishan ne uska haath pakda aur walkway pe le gaya.
Pehle 2-3 minute normal walk. Phir usne peeche se uski gaand dabani shuru kar di. Panty ke upar se. Soft cheeks ko mutthi mein leke press kiya.
“Beta… log… dekh rahe hain…” Sunita ne dabi awaaz mein kaha.
Kishan ne uske kaan mein bola, “Isliye toh maza hai Mummy. Chal, aage.”
Woh aise hi chalte rahe. Kishan kabhi uski gaand dabata, kabhi aage haath le jaake bra ke upar se uske mamme press karta. Ek-do log unki taraf dekhne lage. Ek purane aadmi ne nazar ghumayi. Ek young couple ne clearly unhe notice kiya.
Sunita ki saans tez ho gayi. Uske nipples bra ke andar aur tight ho gaye.
Walkway ke end pe wahi purani iron bench thi jo pehle bhi use ki thi. Ped ki gehri chhaon mein.
Kishan ne usse bench pe bithaya.
“Baith Mummy. Aaj yahin masti karni hai.”
Sunita bench pe baith gayi. Uske bhaari mamme bra mein free hil rahe the. Panty ke beech mein geela nishan clear tha.
Kishan uske saamne khada raha, phir dheere se uski godh mein baith gaya — bilkul bacche ki tarah.
Usne apne dono pair Sunita ke dono taraf failaye. Apna sar uske seene mein gaad diya. Dono haath se bra ke cups ko neeche khheench diya.
Uske 36E ke bhaari mamme ek saath bahar aa gaye. Nipples hawa mein free the — swollen, dark, tight.
Kishan ne turant left nipple muh mein le liya.
Deep, public suck.
“Slurp… mmm… Mummy…”
Sunita ki peeth bench se chipak gayi. Usne aas-paas dekha. Door se 2-3 log walk kar rahe the. Ek aadmi unki taraf dekh raha tha.
“Beta… ahhh… koi dekh raha hai… ahhh…”
Kishan ne muh nahi hataya. Usne right breast bhi haath se dabaya aur left ko aur zor se chusne laga. Jeebh se ghumaya, teeth se lightly kaata, phir deep suck.
“Mummy… bol… yeh doodh kiska hai?”
Sunita sharm se laal thi, lekin uski awaaz nikal gayi. “Tera… ahhh… beta ka… ahhh…”
“Zor se. Log bhi sune.”
“…Mummy ka doodh… sirf mere beta ke liye hai… ahhh… le… choos…”
Kishan ne yeh sunte hi dono mamme ek saath dabaye aur unke beech face gaad diya. Phir left se right, right se left chusne laga. Har suck ke saath uske thook se nipples chamakne lage.
Usne ek haath neeche le jaake Sunita ki panty ke side se do ungliyan andar daal diin.
“Squelch…”
Sunita ke pair thode fail gaye. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh yahan… ahhh…”
Kishan ne ungliyan tez kiin jabki muh se uska doodh pi raha tha. Bench pe baithe-baithe, park ke beech, logon ke saamne.
Thodi der baad usne muh hataya. Hoth geele the. Usne Sunita ki aankhon mein dekha.
“Ab khadi ho Mummy. Ped ke peeche.”
Usne Sunita ko uthaya aur usi gehri chhaon wale ped ke peeche le gaya. Wahan se walkway clearly nahi dikhti thi, lekin door se log dikh jaate the.
Kishan ne usse ped se sata diya. Bra ab bhi neeche khheenchii hui thi, mamme bahar. Usne panty ek jhatke mein neeche khheench di. Sunita ne pair uthaye, panty pairon tak aa gayi.
Ab woh bilkul nangi thi — sirf bra ke straps uske shoulders pe the.
Kishan ne apni jeans ka zip khola, lund bahar nikaala. Usne Sunita ke ek pair ko upar uthaya aur apne kamar pe rakh diya. Phir apna hard lund uski geeli chut pe ragda.
“Mummy… ab park mein tujhe chodunga. Log door se dekh rahe hain.”
Ek gehra dhakka.
Pura lund andar.
“Aaaaaahhhhh… beta…!”
Kishan ne uske dono mamme pakad liye aur dabate hue tez dhakke shuru kar diye.
“Thap! Thap! Thap!”
Har dhakke ke saath Sunita ke bhaari mamme hil-hil rahe the. Kishan unhe pakad-pakad ke chus raha tha, kabhi kaat’ta, kabhi zor se dabata.
“Mummy… teri chut… ahhh… park mein… ahhh… log dekh rahe hain… ahhh…”
Sunita ke nails uski peeth pe gads rahe the. Uske muh se dabi moan nikal rahi thi. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh zor se… ahhh mere mamme… ahhh… koi aa jayega… ahhh…!”
Kishan ne uske baal pakad ke peeche kheench liye. “Aane do. Tu bas apni chut meri lund pe jhad.”
Usne speed badha di. Ped se unki bodies takra rahi thin. Cum aur ras ki geeli awaaz aa rahi thi.
Door se ek aadmi ruk ke dekhne laga. Phir ek couple ne nazar ghumayi. Lekin dono apne maze mein the.
Kishan ne aakhir mein Sunita ke swollen nipples ko zor se chuste hue uski chut mein hi jhad diya.
“Ahhhh… Mummy… le… ahhh park ka… ahhhh…!”
Garam cum ki dhaarein uske andar jaati rahi. Sunita bhi kaampte hue saath mein aa gayi. Uski taangein kaamp rahi thin.
Kishan ab bhi uske andar tha. Usne uske nipple ko soft suck kiya aur kaha,
“Ab panty pehen. Bra theek kar. Walk karte hain. Aaj poora park ghumunga tujhe aise hi.”
Sunita haanpte hue uske sar ko apne seene se dabaaye hue boli,
“Jo… jo tu kahe… beta… aaj main teri Mummy hoon…”
Kishan ne lund nikaala. Cum uski thighs pe behne laga. Usne panty uske pairon se upar khheench di, bra ke cups wapas set kiye (lekin nipples ab bhi lace se ubhre hue the), aur uska haath pakad ke wapas walkway pe le gaya.
Ab Sunita sirf bra-panty mein thi. Cum uski panty mein fail raha tha. Uske mamme har kadam pe hil rahe the.
Kishan uske bagal mein chal raha tha, kabhi uski gaand dabata, kabhi bra ke upar se mamme press karta.
Park mein log dekh rahe the.
Aur Kishan muskura raha tha

Alfered · Saturday at 12:54 PM

Jungle road pe bike rukte hi Kishan ne Sunita ko ped se alag kiya. Uske haath abhi bhi uske swollen nipples pe the. Cum uski thighs pe dheere-dheere beh raha tha.
Usne achanak uski maxi ke dono taraf se pakad liya aur ek hi jhatke mein usse upar se khheench diya.
Maxi air mein udd ke thodi door ghaas pe gir gayi.
Ab Sunita sirf black bra aur matching panty mein khadi thi. Jungle ki subah ki thandi hawa uske nange pet, kamar aur thighs pe pad rahi thi. Bra ke cups uske 36E ke bhaari mamme ko bas kaabu mein rakhe hue the — upar se almost half overflow kar rahe the. Nipples bra ke thin lace se clearly ubhre hue, kal raat aur abhi ke sucking se laal aur sooje hue.
Sunita ne sharmate hue apne haath seene pe rakh liye. “Beta… maxi… kahan phenki… main aise kaise…”
Kishan ne uske haath hata diye. Usne bra ke upar se dono mamme dabaye aur kaha,
“Aaj maxi nahi chahiye Mummy. Sirf yeh bra-panty. Bike pe aise hi baith. Park tak aise hi le jaaunga.”
Sunita ki aankhein badi ho gayin. “Park…? Log… dekh lenge…”
Kishan ne uske nipple ko bra ke upar se pinch kiya. “Dekhne do. Chal.”
Usne Sunita ko bike ke peeche seat pe bithaya. Maxi nahi thi, isliye uski nangi peeth, soft kamar aur bra mein bandhe bhaari mamme bilkul khule the. Panty itni tight thi ki uski chut ki shape clear dikh rahi thi. Cum ab bhi panty ke andar se thoda-thoda bahar aa raha tha.
Kishan aage baitha. Usne Sunita ke dono haath apne pet pe rakhwa liye.
“Zor se pakad. Hawa lagegi.”
Bike start hui.
Jaise hi speed badi, thandi hawa Sunita ke nange body pe padne lagi. Uske bhaari mamme bra ke andar hilne lage — upar-neeche, side se. Bra ke straps uske soft shoulders mein gads rahe the. Har speed breaker pe uske mamme Kishan ki peeth se zor se takrate. Nipples bra ke lace se ragad kha rahe the.
Sunita ne Kishan ke kamar mein aur zor se haath daal liye. “Beta… ahhh… mamme… hil rahe hain… ahhh…”
Kishan ne ek haath peeche le jaake uski thigh pe rakh diya, phir upar jaake uski panty ke upar se uski chut ko press kiya.
“Feel kar Mummy… hawa mein teri chut geeli ho rahi hai.”
Woh 15-20 minute aise hi chalte rahe. Raaste mein kuch log unhe dekhte, lekin Kishan ne speed nahi kam ki. Sunita ka chehra sharm se laal tha, lekin uski chut panty ke andar aur geeli hoti ja rahi thi.
9:10 – Park
Park ka gate aaya. Subah ka time tha. Walkers, kuch purane log, 2-3 couples, door bacche khel rahe the. Pedon ki gehri chhaon thi.
Kishan ne bike andar le jaake ek kone mein, bade pedon ke peeche park ki. Wahan se walkway thodi door thi.
Usne Sunita ko utara. Woh sirf bra-panty mein khadi thi. Subah ki roshni mein uske bhaari mamme, slim waist, round gaand aur geeli panty clearly dikh rahi thi.
Kishan ne uska haath pakda aur walkway pe le gaya.
Pehle 2-3 minute normal walk. Phir usne peeche se uski gaand dabani shuru kar di. Panty ke upar se. Soft cheeks ko mutthi mein leke press kiya.
“Beta… log… dekh rahe hain…” Sunita ne dabi awaaz mein kaha.
Kishan ne uske kaan mein bola, “Isliye toh maza hai Mummy. Chal, aage.”
Woh aise hi chalte rahe. Kishan kabhi uski gaand dabata, kabhi aage haath le jaake bra ke upar se uske mamme press karta. Ek-do log unki taraf dekhne lage. Ek purane aadmi ne nazar ghumayi. Ek young couple ne clearly unhe notice kiya.
Sunita ki saans tez ho gayi. Uske nipples bra ke andar aur tight ho gaye.
Walkway ke end pe wahi purani iron bench thi jo pehle bhi use ki thi. Ped ki gehri chhaon mein.
Kishan ne usse bench pe bithaya.
“Baith Mummy. Aaj yahin masti karni hai.”
Sunita bench pe baith gayi. Uske bhaari mamme bra mein free hil rahe the. Panty ke beech mein geela nishan clear tha.
Kishan uske saamne khada raha, phir dheere se uski godh mein baith gaya — bilkul bacche ki tarah.
Usne apne dono pair Sunita ke dono taraf failaye. Apna sar uske seene mein gaad diya. Dono haath se bra ke cups ko neeche khheench diya.
Uske 36E ke bhaari mamme ek saath bahar aa gaye. Nipples hawa mein free the — swollen, dark, tight.
Kishan ne turant left nipple muh mein le liya.
Deep, public suck.
“Slurp… mmm… Mummy…”
Sunita ki peeth bench se chipak gayi. Usne aas-paas dekha. Door se 2-3 log walk kar rahe the. Ek aadmi unki taraf dekh raha tha.
“Beta… ahhh… koi dekh raha hai… ahhh…”
Kishan ne muh nahi hataya. Usne right breast bhi haath se dabaya aur left ko aur zor se chusne laga. Jeebh se ghumaya, teeth se lightly kaata, phir deep suck.
“Mummy… bol… yeh doodh kiska hai?”
Sunita sharm se laal thi, lekin uski awaaz nikal gayi. “Tera… ahhh… beta ka… ahhh…”
“Zor se. Log bhi sune.”
“…Mummy ka doodh… sirf mere beta ke liye hai… ahhh… le… choos…”
Kishan ne yeh sunte hi dono mamme ek saath dabaye aur unke beech face gaad diya. Phir left se right, right se left chusne laga. Har suck ke saath uske thook se nipples chamakne lage.
Usne ek haath neeche le jaake Sunita ki panty ke side se do ungliyan andar daal diin.
“Squelch…”
Sunita ke pair thode fail gaye. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh yahan… ahhh…”
Kishan ne ungliyan tez kiin jabki muh se uska doodh pi raha tha. Bench pe baithe-baithe, park ke beech, logon ke saamne.
Thodi der baad usne muh hataya. Hoth geele the. Usne Sunita ki aankhon mein dekha.
“Ab khadi ho Mummy. Ped ke peeche.”
Usne Sunita ko uthaya aur usi gehri chhaon wale ped ke peeche le gaya. Wahan se walkway clearly nahi dikhti thi, lekin door se log dikh jaate the.
Kishan ne usse ped se sata diya. Bra ab bhi neeche khheenchii hui thi, mamme bahar. Usne panty ek jhatke mein neeche khheench di. Sunita ne pair uthaye, panty pairon tak aa gayi.
Ab woh bilkul nangi thi — sirf bra ke straps uske shoulders pe the.
Kishan ne apni jeans ka zip khola, lund bahar nikaala. Usne Sunita ke ek pair ko upar uthaya aur apne kamar pe rakh diya. Phir apna hard lund uski geeli chut pe ragda.
“Mummy… ab park mein tujhe chodunga. Log door se dekh rahe hain.”
Ek gehra dhakka.
Pura lund andar.
“Aaaaaahhhhh… beta…!”
Kishan ne uske dono mamme pakad liye aur dabate hue tez dhakke shuru kar diye.
“Thap! Thap! Thap!”
Har dhakke ke saath Sunita ke bhaari mamme hil-hil rahe the. Kishan unhe pakad-pakad ke chus raha tha, kabhi kaat’ta, kabhi zor se dabata.
“Mummy… teri chut… ahhh… park mein… ahhh… log dekh rahe hain… ahhh…”
Sunita ke nails uski peeth pe gads rahe the. Uske muh se dabi moan nikal rahi thi. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh zor se… ahhh mere mamme… ahhh… koi aa jayega… ahhh…!”
Kishan ne uske baal pakad ke peeche kheench liye. “Aane do. Tu bas apni chut meri lund pe jhad.”
Usne speed badha di. Ped se unki bodies takra rahi thin. Cum aur ras ki geeli awaaz aa rahi thi.
Door se ek aadmi ruk ke dekhne laga. Phir ek couple ne nazar ghumayi. Lekin dono apne maze mein the.
Kishan ne aakhir mein Sunita ke swollen nipples ko zor se chuste hue uski chut mein hi jhad diya.
“Ahhhh… Mummy… le… ahhh park ka… ahhhh…!”
Garam cum ki dhaarein uske andar jaati rahi. Sunita bhi kaampte hue saath mein aa gayi. Uski taangein kaamp rahi thin.
Kishan ab bhi uske andar tha. Usne uske nipple ko soft suck kiya aur kaha,
“Ab panty pehen. Bra theek kar. Walk karte hain. Aaj poora park ghumunga tujhe aise hi.”
Sunita haanpte hue uske sar ko apne seene se dabaaye hue boli,
“Jo… jo tu kahe… beta… aaj main teri Mummy hoon…”
Kishan ne lund nikaala. Cum uski thighs pe behne laga. Usne panty uske pairon se upar khheench di, bra ke cups wapas set kiye (lekin nipples ab bhi lace se ubhre hue the), aur uska haath pakad ke wapas walkway pe le gaya.
Ab Sunita sirf bra-panty mein thi. Cum uski panty mein fail raha tha. Uske mamme har kadam pe hil rahe the.
Kishan uske bagal mein chal raha tha, kabhi uski gaand dabata, kabhi bra ke upar se mamme press karta.
Park mein log dekh rahe the.
Aur Kishan muskura raha tha.Park ki walkway pe dono chal rahe the.
Sunita sirf black bra aur tight panty mein thi. Uske 36E ke bhaari mamme bra ke cups se half bahar nikal rahe the. Har kadam pe woh hil-hil kar logon ki nazar khinch rahe the. Panty ke beech mein Kishan ka cum geela chamak raha tha.
Kishan uske bagal mein tha. Pehle toh normal haath uski kamar pe rakha, phir dheere-dheere neeche slide kiya aur uski soft gaand ko panty ke upar se dabane laga.
“Mummy… dekh woh purana aadmi kaise ghoor raha hai tere mamme pe,” Kishan ne kaan ke paas kaha.
Sunita ne nazar neeche ki. “Beta… bahut sharm aa rahi hai… itne log…”
Kishan ne uski gaand ke ek cheek ko mutthi mein leke press kiya. “Isliye toh maza hai. Bol, tera body garam ho raha hai na unki nazar se?”
Sunita ne soft awaaz mein kaha, “…Haan… thoda… ahhh…”
Kishan ne ab doosra haath aage badhaaya. Bra ke upar se uske left breast ko openly pakad liya aur dabaya. Public walkway pe.
“Itna soft… dekh woh do ladke bench pe baithe hain, unka lund khada ho gaya hoga.”
Sunita ne uska haath hatane ki koshish ki. “Beta mat kar… koi aa jayega…”
Kishan ne nahi hataya. Ulta nipple ko bra ke lace ke upar se pinch kiya aur ghumaya.
“Ahhh… beta…”
Woh aise hi 2-3 minute chalte rahe. Kishan kabhi gaand dabata, kabhi mamme press karta, kabhi panty ke geele hisse pe ungli ferata. Log unhe dekhte, kuch tez kadam badha ke nikal jaate, kuch dheere chal ke dekhte rehte.
Phir Kishan ne uska haath pakad ke walkway se thoda side le liya. Ek bada ped tha jiski chhaon gehri thi. Ped ke peeche thodi si jhaadiyan thin, lekin walkway se bilkul clear dikhta tha.
Usne Sunita ko ped se sata diya.
“Yahan ruk Mummy. Ab bra utarta hoon.”
Sunita ki aankhein badi ho gayin. “Beta… nahi… yahan… log dekh rahe hain…”
Kishan ne peeche haath daal ke bra ka hook ek hi try mein khol diya. Straps uske soft shoulders se dheere-dheere utaar diye. Bra uske haath mein aa gayi. Usne usse side mein phenk diya.
Ab Sunita ke 36E ke bhaari mamme bilkul free the. Hawa mein hil rahe the. Nipples swollen, dark, tight — kal raat aur subah ke sucking se ab bhi laal.
Kishan ne dono haath se unhe pakad liya aur dabaya.
“Ab dekh… poore free. Log ab clearly dekh rahe hain.”
Usne jhuk ke left nipple muh mein le liya aur deep suck shuru kar diya.
“Slurp… mmm… Mummy…”
Sunita ki peeth ped se chipak gayi. Uske muh se dabi moan nikal gayi. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh koi dekh raha hai… ahhh…”
Kishan ne nahi suna. Usne right breast bhi haath se dabaya aur left ko zor se chusne laga. Jeebh se ghumaya, teeth se lightly kaata, phir pura areola muh mein leke kheenchne laga.
Door se walkway pe log rukne lage.
Ek purana aadmi ne clearly unhe dekh liya. Usne apna haath pant ke upar se dabaya.
Do young ladke bench se uth ke thoda kareeb aa gaye, door hi ruk ke dekhne lage.
Tabhi ek couple unke bilkul saamne wali walkway pe aaya. Husband-wife, umar 30-32. Husband ne pehle toh normal nazar daali, phir uski aankhein phadak gayin. Usne apni biwi ka haath pakad ke rok liya.
“Dekh…” usne low voice mein kaha.
Uski biwi ne bhi dekh liya — ek jawan ladka ek mature aurat ke nange mamme chus raha tha, aurat ki panty geeli thi, uske face pe clear masti thi.
Husband ki saans tez ho gayi. Usne apni biwi ko apne kareeb khheench liya aur uske kaan mein kaha, “Tu bhi dekh… kitna openly kar raha hai.”
Usne apni biwi ke top ke upar se uske breast ko dabana shuru kar diya. Biwi ne pehle resist kiya, “Kya kar raha hai… log…” lekin uski nazar Kishan aur Sunita pe hi thi.
Kishan ne muh thoda hataya, nipple ab bhi hothon se chhoota hua. Usne Sunita ki aankhon mein dekha.
“Mummy… dekh woh couple. Husband apni biwi ke mamme daba raha hai. Tujhe dekh ke.”
Sunita sharm se kaamp rahi thi. “Beta… band kar… please…”
Kishan ne wapas left nipple muh mein le liya aur is baar aur zor se chusne laga. Saath mein doosre haath se uski panty ke side se do ungliyan andar daal diin.
“Squelch…”
Sunita ke pair fail gaye. “Ahhh… beta… ahhh ungliyan… ahhh…”
Kishan ne ungliyan tez kiin jabki mamme chusta raha.
Saamne wale couple ne ab aur kareeb se dekhna shuru kar diya. Husband ne apni biwi ka top thoda upar kiya aur uske bra ke upar se nipple pinch karne laga. Biwi ki saans tez ho gayi, lekin usne nazar nahi hatayi.
Husband ne kaha, “Tu bhi unki tarah kar… unhe dekh ke.”
Usne apni biwi ka haath apne pant pe rakha. Biwi ne dheere se uska lund pant ke upar se dabaya.
Kishan ne yeh sab dekh liya. Usne Sunita ke kaan mein kaha,
“Dekh Mummy… tujhe dekh ke woh bhi masti kar rahe hain. Bol unke saamne… ‘Mummy ka doodh beta ke liye hai’.”
Sunita ki awaaz kaamp rahi thi. “…Mummy ka… doodh… beta ke liye hai… ahhh…”
Kishan ne sunte hi dono mamme dabaye aur unhe ek saath chusne laga. Thook se nipples chamakne lage. Ungliyan tez chal rahi thin.
Couple ab bilkul openly masti kar raha tha. Husband ne apni biwi ke top ke buttons khol diye the. Uske bra ke cups neeche khheench diye the. Dono mamme free the. Woh unhe dabata, pinch karta, aur Kishan ko dekhte hue apni biwi ke kaan mein kuch bolta.
Biwi ne ab uske pant ka zip khol diya tha. Uska lund bahar tha. Woh usse hilati hui Kishan aur Sunita ko dekh rahi thi.
Kishan ne Sunita ki panty ek jhatke mein neeche khheench di. Sunita ne pair uthaye, panty pairon tak aa gayi.
Ab woh bilkul nangi thi — sirf ped se chipki hui, mamme free, chut geeli.
Kishan ne apna lund bahar nikaala aur uski chut pe ragda.
“Ab unke saamne andar jaata hoon Mummy.”
Ek gehra dhakka. Pura lund andar.
“Aaaaaahhhhh… beta…!”
Kishan ne uske mamme pakad ke dabate hue tez dhakke shuru kar diye.
“Thap! Thap! Thap!”
Har dhakke ke saath Sunita ke bhaari mamme hil rahe the. Kishan unhe chusta, dabata, kabhi kaat’ta.
Saamne couple ne bhi speed badha di. Husband ne apni biwi ko ped ke doosre side thoda le jaake uske peeche se pant neeche kiya aur andar daal diya. Woh bhi dhakke maarne laga, lekin uski nazar Kishan pe hi thi.
Dono couples ek doosre ko dekhte hue masti kar rahe the.
Kishan ne Sunita ke baal pakad ke peeche kheench liye. “Bol Mummy… kiski chut chod raha hoon?”
“Teri… ahhh… teri Mummy ki… ahhh…!”
“Zor se. Woh bhi sune.”
“Teri Mummy ki chut… ahhh… chod… ahhh…!”
Kishan ne last tez dhakke maarte hue uski chut mein hi jhad diya.
“Ahhhh… Mummy… le… ahhh park mein… ahhhh…!”
Garam cum andar fill ho gaya. Sunita bhi kaampte hue saath mein aa gayi.
Saamne couple bhi almost saath mein climax pe pahunch gaya. Husband ne apni biwi ki gaand pe thappad maara aur andar hi jhad diya.
Kishan ab bhi Sunita ke andar tha. Usne uske swollen nipple ko soft suck kiya aur kaha,
“Dekha Mummy… tujhe dekh ke unhone bhi kar liya

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Kishan ne dheere se Sunita ko ped se alag kiya. Cum ab bhi uski thighs pe beh raha tha. Uske bhaari mamme free the, nipples swollen aur geele.
Usne pehle uski black panty uthayi. Sunita ne pair uthaye. Kishan ne panty ko dheere-dheere uski thighs se hote hue upar khheench diya. Panty uski geeli chut pe tight set ho gayi. Cum ka nishan turant panty ke beech mein fail gaya.
Phir usne bra uthaya. “Haath upar kar Mummy.”
Sunita ne haath upar kiye. Kishan ne cups uske soft, heavy mamme pe set kiye. Usne straps adjust kiye, peeche jaake hook lagaaya. Bra tight thi. Uske 36E mamme cups se phir se almost half overflow kar rahe the. Nipples lace ke peeche clearly ubhre hue, ab bhi laal aur sensitive.
Kishan ne aage se bra ke upar se dono mamme dabaye. “Ab theek hai. Chal, walk karte hain.”
Dono wapas walkway pe aa gaye.
Ab Sunita sirf bra aur panty mein thi. Maxi nahi thi. Subah ki dhoop mein uska body chamak raha tha. Har kadam pe uske bhaari mamme bra ke andar hil-hil rahe the. Panty ke beech mein geela nishan saaf dikh raha tha. Thighs pe thoda cum ab bhi sookh raha tha.
Kishan uske bagal mein chal raha tha. Ek haath uski soft gaand pe rakha hua — panty ke upar se dabata, kabhi-kabhi fingers se uske cheeks ke beech ferata.
“Mummy… ab bhi log dekh rahe hain,” usne low voice mein kaha. “Teri bra mein mamme itne bade dikh rahe hain ki sab ka dhyan yahin hai.”
Sunita ne aas-paas nazar daali. Walkway pe ab 10-12 log the. Wohi young couple thodi door peeche-peeche chal raha tha. Do ladke unki taraf dekhte hue baat kar rahe the. Ek purani aurat ne bhi nazar ghumayi aur kuch sochti hui aage badh gayi.
“Beta… ab bhi sharm aa rahi hai,” Sunita ne soft kaha. “Itne log… main aise kaise chal rahi hoon unke saamne…”
Kishan ne uski gaand ko aur zor se dabaya. “Isliye toh maza hai. Bol, kaisa feel ho raha hai?”
Sunita ne dheere se jawab diya, “Ajeeb… jaise main nangi hoon. Har nazar mujhe chhoo rahi hai. Lekin… teri wajah se… thoda maza bhi aa raha hai.”
Kishan hasa. Usne doosra haath aage badha ke bra ke upar se uske left breast ko pakad liya aur openly dabaya.
“Itna soft. Deikh woh ladke kaise ghoor rahe hain. Unka lund tight ho gaya hoga.”
Sunita ne uska haath pakadne ki koshish ki. “Mat kar yahan… koi notice kar lega…”
Kishan ne nahi hataya. Ulta nipple ko bra ke lace ke upar se pinch kiya aur halka ghumaya.
“Ahhh… beta…”
Woh aise hi chalte rahe. Kishan kabhi gaand dabata, kabhi mamme press karta, kabhi panty ke geele hisse pe ungli ferata. Log unhe dekhte rehte. Kuch tez nikal jaate, kuch dheere chal ke dekhte.
5-7 minute aise hi walk karne ke baad Kishan ne usse ek side le liya. Walkway ke end pe wahi purani iron bench thi. Ped ki gehri chhaon mein. Aas-paas thodi door log the, lekin bench thodi private thi.
“Yahan baith Mummy. Thodi der rest karte hain.”
Sunita bench pe baith gayi. Uske bhaari mamme bra mein free hil rahe the. Panty tight thi, cum ka nishan beech mein chamak raha tha.
Kishan uske bilkul bagal mein baith gaya. Usne ek haath uski thigh pe rakh diya — nangi skin pe. Doosra haath peeche se uski kamar pe.
Thodi der dono chup rahe. Sirf park ki awaazen — door bacchon ki, logon ke kadam, hawa.
Phir Kishan ne uske kaan ke paas soft awaaz mein kaha,
“Mummy… aaj tu bahut sundar lag rahi hai. Sirf bra-panty mein. Log dekh-dekh ke paagal ho rahe hain.”
Sunita ne nazar neeche ki. “Main… sharm se mar rahi hoon beta. Itne logon ne dekh liya. Woh couple bhi… unhone bhi…”
Kishan ne uski thigh sahlaate hue kaha, “Unhone tujhe dekh ke masti ki. Matlab tu itni hot hai. Bol, tujhe kaisa laga jab woh dekh rahe the?”
Sunita thodi der chup rahi. Phir dheere se boli, “Pehle bahut sharm aayi… phir… jab tu chus raha tha aur woh dekh rahe the… toh… andar se kuch alag feel hua. Jaise… main unke saamne teri hoon.”
Kishan ne uske left breast ko bra ke upar se halka dabaya. “Sahi kaha. Tu meri Mummy hai. Main chahe toh unke saamne tera bra bhi utaar dun, tu mana nahi karegi.”
Sunita ne uska haath apne haath se dabaaya. “Tu… paagal hai. Lekin… haan. Aaj main mana nahi karungi.”
Kishan ne uske baal peeche kiye aur uske gale pe soft kiss kiya. “Achhi Mummy. Ab thodi der aise hi baith. Main tere mamme feel karta rehta hoon. Log dekhte rahein.”
Usne apna haath bra ke upar se uske heavy breast pe rakha hua chhod diya. Kabhi dabata, kabhi nipple ko lace ke upar se ghumata. Doosre haath se uski thigh sahlaata.
Sunita ne apna sar uske kandhe pe rakh diya. “Beta… tu aaj raat bhi mere saath rahega na?”Bench pe dono baithe the. Kishan ka haath ab bhi Sunita ke bra ke upar uske heavy breast pe tha. Kabhi dabata, kabhi nipple ko lace ke upar se ghumata. Sunita ka sar uske kandhe pe tha.
Usne soft awaaz mein kaha, “Beta… tu aaj raat bhi mere saath rahega na?”
Kishan ne uske breast ko ek last baar dabaya, phir dheere se haath hata liya. Usne Sunita ke sar ko apne kandhe se uthaya aur uski aankhon mein dekha.
“Mummy… aaj nahi.”
Sunita ki aankhein thodi badi ho gayin. “Matlab? Kal ka din raat… aaj poora din saath tha… ab raat bhi guzar aaj ki”
Kishan ne uske baal peeche kiye. Awaaz soft lekin clear thi.
“Kal main ghar nahi gaya tha. Aaj jaana padega. Bua aur Uncle wait kar rahe honge. Main unhe message bhi nahi kiya properly. Agar aaj bhi nahi gaya toh suspicion ho jayega.”
Sunita ne uska haath pakad liya. “Toh mat ja. Unhe message kar de ki dost ke ghar pe hai. Main nahi jaane dungi tujhe.”
Kishan ne uska haath apne haath mein liya. “Mummy… please samajh. Kal main tumhara saath tha raat bi tunhary saath. Aaj bi main tere saath poora din raha. Ab raat ko ghar jaana zaroori hai. Warna kal se problem ho sakti hai.”

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Sunita ke chehre pe mayusi clear aa gayi. Usne nazar neeche kar li. “Matlab… tu mujhe chhod ke jaayega… phir kab aayega?”
Kishan ne uske chin upar uthaya. “Jaldi aaunga. Shayad kal. Ya parso. Tu tension mat le. Main tera beta hoon. Main bhoolne wala nahi.”
Usne uske forehead pe soft kiss kiya. Phir uske bra ke upar se ek last baar uske mamme dabaye.
“Ab chal. Suresh Uncle ke paas chhodta hoon.”
Sunita ne kuch nahi kaha. Bas uska haath pakad ke uth gayi. Uske aankhon mein paani ki halki si chamak thi, lekin usne roka nahi.
10:40 – Suresh ki jhopdi
Bike rukte hi Sunita utar gayi. Woh ab bhi sirf bra-panty mein thi. Maxi jungle mein hi reh gayi thi. Kishan ne apni t-shirt nikaal ke usse de di.
“Yeh pehen le. Aise mat ja.”
Sunita ne t-shirt pehen li. Woh uske bhaari mamme pe tight aa rahi thi. Nipples clearly ubhre hue the.
Suresh bahar charpai pe baitha tha. Usne dono ko dekhte hue hasa.
“Aa gaye? Poora din nikaal diya beta?”
Kishan ne pocket se 2 hazaar nikaal ke uske saamne rakh diye. “Haan Uncle. Ab chhodne aaya hoon.”
Suresh ne paise uthaye. “Theek hai. Jab mann kare aa jana.”
Sunita thodi der Kishan ke paas khadi rahi. Usne uske kaan ke paas bilkul halki awaaz mein kaha,
“Jaldi aana… beta. Main intezaar karungi.”
Kishan ne sir hilaya. Usne uske t-shirt ke upar se ek last soft touch kiya, phir bike start kar di.
Sunita andar chali gayi. Suresh ne uske peeche dekhte hue bidi jalaayi.
Kishan ne speed badha di aur seedha ghar ki taraf nikal gaya.
11:20 – Divya ka ghar
Kishan ne bike gate ke andar khadi ki. Helmet utara. Body mein abhi bhi Sunita ki thakan thi — park, public masti, cum, sab.
Jaise hi woh veranda mein aaya, Ramesh drawing room mein baitha TV dekh raha tha. Divya kitchen se nikal ke aayi. Usne soft light pink nighty pehni thi. Pet abhi flat tha, lekin mamme pehle se thode heavy aur sensitive dikh rahe the.
Ramesh ne turant uth ke kaha, “Aa gaya beta! Itni der? Kal bhi nahi aaya tha, aaj bhi late.”
Divya ne uske baal sehte hue soft kaha, “Thak gaya lag raha hai. Kahan tha itni der?”
Kishan ne normal face banaye rakhte hue kaha, “Dost ke ghar pe tha Bua. Project ka kaam. Ab aa gaya.”
Ramesh ne uske kandhe pe haath maara. “Chal, ab aa gaya hai toh theek hai. Aaj raat teeno milke…”
Usne ishara kiya.
Divya ne turant Ramesh ka haath pakad liya. Awaaz mein halki si strictness thi.
“Nahi Ramesh. Aaj nahi.”
Ramesh ne surprise se dekha. “Kyun? Kal bhi toh…”
Divya ne apne pet pe haath rakha. “Doctor ne kaha hai. Pehle do-teen mahine careful rehna chahiye. Zyada zor ka sex… ya continuous… bacche ko khatra ho sakta hai. Main risk nahi lena chahti.”
Kishan ne bhi uski taraf dekha. “Bua… serious hai kya?”
Divya ne sir hilaya. “Haan beta. Mainne aaj subah doctor ko call kiya tha. Usne clear kaha — pehle trimester mein zyada physical strain nahi hona chahiye. Especially multiple partners ya rough sex. Main nahi chahti is bacche ko kuch ho.”
Ramesh ka chehra thoda utar gaya. “Matlab… bilkul nahi?”
Divya ne soft lekin firm awaaz mein kaha, “Kam se kam 2-3 hafte. Jab tak doctor clear na de. Main tum dono ko mana kar rahi hoon. Aaj se. Jab tak main bolun, koi touch nahi. Koi sex nahi.”
Ramesh ne argue karna chaaha. “Arre thoda dheere se toh…”
Divya ne uska haath chhod diya. “Nahi Ramesh. Main serious hoon. Yeh baccha… itne saalon baad aaya hai. Main koi risk nahi lena chahti. Na tere saath, na Kishan ke saath.”
Kishan ne chup chaap suna. Uske dimaag mein Sunita ke mamme aur uska “Mummy” ghum raha tha, lekin usne chehra normal rakha.
Divya ne Kishan ke baal sehte hue kaha, “Beta, tu bhi samajh. Main tujhe mana nahi kar rahi pyar se. Lekin ab body ka risk hai. Thodi der intezaar karna padega.”
Kishan ne sir hilaya. “Theek hai Bua. Jo tum kaho.”
Ramesh thoda gusse aur frustration mein baith gaya. “Matlab ab dono taras rahe hain… aur tu bol rahi hai nahi.”
Divya ne uski taraf dekha. “Haan. Tarasna padega. Bacche ke liye. Agar nahi maanna hai toh alag room mein so jaana.”
Ramesh ne kuch nahi kaha. Bas TV ki taraf dekhne laga.
Kishan ne apna bag uthaya. “Main so raha hoon Bua. Good night.”
Woh apne room ki taraf chal diya. Darwaza band kar diya.
Drawing room mein Divya aur Ramesh chup chaap baith gaye. Ramesh ka mood kharab tha. Divya apne pet pe haath pherte hue soch rahi thi.
Aur doosre room mein Kishan bed pe let ke, aankhein band kiye, Sunita ke swollen nipples aur uske “Mummy… pi…” wale dialogues yaad kar raha tha.
Ghar mein ab sex band tha.
Kam se kam Divya ke hisaab se.Subah 7:45 – Divya ka ghar
Kitchen mein Divya nashta bana rahi thi. Soft light blue nighty pehni thi. Pet abhi flat, lekin mamme pehle se thode heavy aur sensitive. Ramesh bedroom se nikal ke aaya.
Kishan bhi bathroom se nikal aaya. Jeans-t-shirt mein.
Tabhi Divya ka phone baja.
Screen pe – “Maa (Lakshmi)”
Divya ne uthaya. “Haan Maa…”
Lakshmi ki awaaz aayi. “Divya… beta… tum teeno kab aa rahe ho? Main bilkul akeli hoon. Tumhara bhai aur bhabhi do mahine ke liye abroad chale gaye hain. House ke rooms khali hain. Agar tum, Ramesh aur Kishan aa jao toh… thodi company mil jayegi.”
Divya ne Ramesh ki taraf dekha. “Maa akeli hain. Bhai-bhabhi do mahine ke liye abroad gaye hain. Bol rahi hain hum teeno aa jayein.”
Ramesh ki aankhon mein turant chamak aa gayi. Pichli baar Lakshmi ke saath jo hua tha, woh yaad aa gaya. Usne turant kaha, “Haan bol de. Hum aa jayenge.”
Divya ne phone pe kaha, “Maa, theek hai. Hum dekhte hain…”
Lakshmi ne kaha, “Aaj aa jao beta. Main intezaar karungi. Kishan ko bhi le aana.”
Divya ne Ramesh ki taraf dekha. Ramesh ne sir hilaya.
Divya ne kaha, “Theek hai Maa. Hum aaj nikalte hain.”
Call cut hui.
Ramesh ne Divya ke peeche jaake uske mamme dabaye. “Do mahine… teri maa akeli… bahut accha mauka hai.”
Divya ne uska haath hataya. “Ramesh… doctor ne careful rehna kaha hai. Aur Maa ke saamne…”
Ramesh hasa. “Baad mein dekhte hain. Pehle chalte hain.”
Kishan table pe baitha tha. Usne sab sun liya.
Divya ne uski taraf dekha. “Beta, Maa ne bulaya hai. Unke ghar. Bhai-bhabhi do mahine ke liye abroad gaye hain. Hum teeno chalein?”
Kishan ne normal se kaha, “Bua, aaj mera important lecture hai. Attendance low hai. Main nahi aa sakta. Tum dono chale jao. Main ghar pe reh jaunga.”
Ramesh ne kaha, “Arre saath chal. Wahan bhi maza aayega.”
Kishan ne sir hilaya. “Nahi Uncle. College miss nahi kar sakta. Tum dono jao.”
Divya ne uske baal sehte hue kaha, “Theek hai beta. Tu dhyan se rehna.”
11:30 – Taiyari
Divya aur Ramesh ready ho gaye. Bag pack kar liye.
Ramesh ne Kishan ke kandhe pe haath rakh ke kaha,
“Beta, ghar ka khayal rakhna. Hum do mahine baad aayenge. Teri Bua ki Maa akeli hain, isliye wahan ruken ge. Tu akele theek rahega na?”
Kishan ne normal face banaye rakhte hue kaha, “Haan Uncle. Main theek rahunga. Aap log tension mat lo.”
Divya ne usse hug kiya. “Dhyan se rehna beta. Roz call karna. Fridge mein khana pada hai. Zaroorat pade toh bataana.”
Kishan ne sir hilaya. “Theek hai Bua. Aap log maze se jao.”
Ramesh ne last baar kaha, “Do mahine baad milte hain. Ghar lock kar dens. Keys tere paas hi hain.”
Dono nikal gaye. Car gate se bahar nikal gayi.
Kishan veranda mein khada unhe jaate hue dekhte raha. Jab car gayab ho gayi, tab uske hothon pe muskuraahat aa gayi.
Woh andar aaya. Phone uthaya. Sunita ka number khola.
Message:
“Mummy… ghar bilkul khali ho gaya. Bua-Uncle do mahine ke liye bahar gaye hain. Main aa raha hoon. Ready reh. Aaj se poore do mahine… sirf tu aur main.”
Send.
Phir usne jaldi se nahaCar gate ke andar rukti hi Lakshmi veranda mein khadi thi. 55 saal ki, lekin body tight aur attractive. Maroon colour ki soft saree pehni thi, blouse deep neck. Uske 38D ke bhaari mamme blouse mein clearly shape de rahe the. Baal open the, thode se white mixed.
Divya ne pehle usse gale lagaya. “Maa… kitna time ho gaya.”
Ramesh ne bhi namaste kiya, lekin uski nazar seedha Lakshmi ke cleavage pe thi.
Lakshmi ne soft muskuraate hue kaha, “Aao beta. Itni der se intezaar kar rahi thi. Kishan nahi aaya?”
Divya ne kaha, “College ka important lecture tha Maa. Woh ghar pe hi ruk gaya. Hum dono aa gaye.”
Lakshmi ne thoda disappoint hote hue sir hilaya. “Accha… chal andar aao. Khana ready hai.”
7:15 – Dinner
Teenon dining table pe baithe. Lakshmi ne simple lekin tasty khana banaya tha – roti, paneer, daal, salad.
Khana khate-khate Ramesh baar-baar Lakshmi ki taraf dekh raha tha. Jab bhi woh roti tor’ti, uske bhaari mamme hilte. Blouse tight tha.
Lakshmi ne notice kiya lekin kuch nahi kaha. Bas soft muskuraati rahi.
Divya thaki hui thi. Safar ki wajah se uske chehre pe thakan clear thi.
Khana khatam hote hi Divya ne kaha, “Maa… main thoda aaram kar lu? Sar dard ho raha hai.”
Lakshmi ne turant kaha, “Haan beta. Upar wale room mein so ja. Mainne sheets laga di hain. Ramesh, tu bhi thak gaya hoga.”
Ramesh ne hasa. “Main theek hoon. Thoda naha ke aata hoon.”
Divya uth ke upar wale room mein chali gayi. Darwaza band kar diya.
Ab neeche sirf Ramesh aur Lakshmi the.
7:40 – Bathroom
Ramesh ne apna bag side mein rakha aur seedha attached bathroom mein chala gaya. Usne darwaza band kiya, lekin lock nahi lagaya.
Usne pehle shirt utaari, phir pant, underwear. Bilkul nanga ho gaya. Uska lund pehle se thoda semi-hard tha – Lakshmi ko dekhne ki wajah se.
Usne shower on kiya. Garam paani girne laga. Woh paani ke neeche khada ho gaya, body pe sabun lagaane laga. Haath se apne lund ko dheere-dheere sahlaata raha, sochta raha.
Uske dimaag mein sharat aa gayi.
“Abhi Divya so gayi hogi… ghar mein sirf Lakshmi hai… pichli baar toh kaafi maza aaya tha…”
Usne shower ki dhaar tez kar di, phir absently bola, awaaz thodi tez,
“Arre… towel… towel nahi hai…”
Phir usne jaan-bujh kar thoda zor se kaha,
“Lakshmi Maa… zara towel dena! Yahan nahi hai!”
Bahar kitchen mein Lakshmi bartan dho rahi thi. Usne awaaz suni.
Woh thodi der ruki. Phir dheere se bathroom ki taraf aayi.
“Ramesh… darwaza kholo, towel deti hoon.”
Ramesh ne andar se kaha, “Darwaza khula hai… bas andar rakh dena!”
Lakshmi ne socha woh andar nahi aayega. Usne darwaza dheere se dhakka diya.
Jaise hi darwaza khula, uski aankhein phadak gayin.
Ramesh bilkul nanga shower ke neeche khada tha. Paani uske pure body pe gir raha tha. Uska lund ab pura hard tha, tip se halka sa precum nikal raha tha. Sabun uske seene aur pet pe chamak raha tha.
Lakshmi ke haath se towel almost girne wala tha. “Ramesh… tu… nanga…”
Ramesh ne koi sharm nahi ki. Ulta usne paani ki dhaar side ki aur seedha uski taraf dekhte hue bola,
“Towel toh do Maa… ya phir… khud aake ponch do.”
Lakshmi ne nazar hatane ki koshish ki, lekin uski nazar baar-baar uske hard lund pe ja rahi thi. “Sharam kar… Divya upar hai…”
Ramesh ne ek kadam aage badhaya. Paani ab bhi uske body pe gir raha tha.
“Divya so gayi hogi. Thak ke. Aur tu… akeli ho. Do mahine. Yaad hai na pichli baar kya hua tha?”
Lakshmi ka chehra laal ho gaya. Usne towel aage badhaya. “Le… ab naha le.”
Ramesh ne towel nahi liya. Ulta usne Lakshmi ka haath pakad liya aur apne hard lund pe rakh diya.
“Pehle isse sahla… phir towel lena.”
Lakshmi ki saans tez ho gayi. Uske haath mein Ramesh ka garam, tight lund tha. Woh pehle toh hatana chahti thi, lekin uski ungliyan automatically usse pakad ke dheere-dheere upar-neeche hone lagiin.
“Ramesh… mat kar… galat hai…”
Ramesh ne uska haath apne lund pe dabaye rakha. “Galat toh tab tha jab pehli baar kiya tha. Ab toh aadat ho gayi hai. Chal andar aa. Kapde gile ho jayenge.”
Usne Lakshmi ko dheere se bathroom ke andar khheench liya. Darwaza band kiya. Lock nahi lagaya – bas band.
Paani ab dono pe girne laga. Lakshmi ki saree bheegne lagi. Blouse transparent hone laga. Uske bhaari mamme clearly dikhne lage.
Ramesh ne uske peeche se haath badha ke uske blouse ke buttons kholne shuru kar diye.
“Ramesh… nahi… Divya…”
“Divya so rahi hai. Tu chup chap apne kapde utaar.”
Usne blouse khol diya. Phir petticoat ka nada. Saree neeche gir gayi. Ab Lakshmi sirf bra aur panty mein thi, jo paani se bilkul chipak gayi thin.
Ramesh ne uske bra ka hook khol diya. Uske 38D ke bhaari mamme free ho gaye. Paani unpe gir raha tha. Nipples tight the.
Ramesh ne dono haath se unhe pakad liya aur dabaya.
“Itne soft… pichli baar se aur bhi bade lag rahe hain.”
Usne jhuk ke left nipple muh mein le liya aur deep suck shuru kar diya.
“Slurp… mmm…”
Lakshmi ki peeth tiles se chipak gayi. “Ahhh… Ramesh… ahhh mat… ahhh…”
Ramesh ne nahi suna. Usne right nipple bhi muh mein le liya. Dono mamme dabate hue chusne laga – bilkul bhookhe ki tarah.
Usne ek haath neeche le jaake uski panty side mein ki aur do ungliyan uski geeli chut mein daal diin.
“Squelch… pehle se tayaar ho… Maa.”
Lakshmi ke muh se moan nikalne lagi. “Ahhh… Ramesh… ahhh Divya… upar hai… ahhh…”
Ramesh ne ungliyan tez kiin. “Woh so rahi hai. Tu bas apni chut meri ungliyon pe jhad.”
Usne panty bilkul neeche khheench di. Ab Lakshmi bhi nangi thi.
Ramesh ne usse ghuma diya. Deewar se sataaya. Apna hard lund uski chut ke muhane pe rakha.
“Ab le… do mahine ka pehla round.”
Ek gehra dhakka. Pura lund andar.
“Aaaaaahhhhh… Ramesh…!”
Ramesh ne uske bhaari mamme pakad ke dabate hue tez dhakke shuru kar diye.
“Thap! Thap! Thap!”
Paani unke bodies pe gir raha tha. Har dhakke ke saath Lakshmi ke mamme hil-hil rahe the. Ramesh unhe chusta, dabata, kabhi kaat’ta.
“Maa… teri chut… ahhh… ab bhi itni tight… ahhh…”
Lakshmi ke nails tiles pe gads rahe the. “Ahhh… Ramesh… ahhh zor se… ahhh… lekin dheere… ahhh…!”
Ramesh ne speed badha di. Bathroom mein sirf paani ki awaaz, dhakkon ki awaaz aur Lakshmi ki moan goonj rahi thi.
Upar wale room mein Divya soyi hui thi. Neeche… masti shuru ho chuki thi.aya, kapde pehne, aur bike nikaal li.

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