Arjun ki maa, Mrs. Priya Sharma, Delhi ke sabse bade business empire ki malik thi. 48 saal ki, par lagti thi 35 ki. Gori-chitti, killer curves – bade bade gol gol boobs, patli kamar aur moti gaand jo har saari mein hilti thi. Billionaire hone ke bawajood ghar mein woh strict aur dominant thi. Beta Arjun (25) ko hamesha chhota samajhti thi – “Tu kuch nahi hai, sirf mera beta hai.”
Lekin Arjun ke andar aag thi. Maa ke against usne secretly videos banaye the jab woh gym mein workout karti thi, shower leti thi. Aaj raat woh plan kar chuka tha.
Raat 11 baje ka scene:
Priya office se thaki hui aayi. Tight black saree mein uski cleavage aur navel dikhta tha. Arjun drawing room mein baitha tha, sirf shorts pehne.
“Arjun, mujhe whiskey de aur jaa so ja. Kal board meeting hai,” Priya ne arrogant tone mein kaha, apni heels utarte hue.
Arjun utha, lekin whiskey ke saath usne kuch mix kiya tha – mild sedative jo uski resistance kam kar de.
Priya glass khatam karte hi thoda dizzy feel karne lagi. Arjun ne uske paas aate hue uski kamar pakad li.
“Kya kar raha hai bewakoof?!” Priya ne dhakka maara, par uski taakat kamzor pad chuki thi.
“Chup kar maa. Aaj se yeh ghar mera hai aur tu meri randi,” Arjun ne uske baal pakad kar uska chehra apne saamne kiya.
Priya ki aankhon mein gussa aur shock tha. “Beta tu pagal ho gaya hai? Main teri maa hoon! Chhod mujhe warna security ko bulaungi!”
Arjun hasa aur uske muh pe thappad maara – halka sa, par humiliating. “Security? Main ne sabko bhej diya hai aaj. Aur tu billionaire maa hai na? Aaj tujhe dikhaata hoon asli mard kaun hai.”
Usne Priya ki saree ka pallu ek jhatke mein khinch diya. Uske bade boobs blue blouse mein ubhar rahe the. Arjun ne blouse ke hooks faad diye. Bra mein se uske pink nipples bahar aaye.
“Arjun… please mat kar… yeh galat hai,” Priya ki awaaz mein ab dar aur thodi si pleading thi.
Lekin Arjun ka lund already rock hard tha. Usne maa ko ghutno pe baitha diya aur apna 8-inch mota lund bahar nikaal kar uske chehre pe thappad maara.
“Chus maa. Billionaire hone ka ghamand nikaal deti ho har din. Aaj mera lund chus.”
Priya ne muh band kiya, par Arjun ne uske naak pakad kar muh kholwaya aur apna lund andar dhakel diya. Priya gag hui, aansu nikal aaye jab Arjun uske gale tak dhakel raha tha.
“Gllluuuk… gluuuk…” Priya ki awaaz aa rahi thi jab Arjun uske muh ko fuck kar raha tha. “Haan maa, aise hi. Dekh teri lipstick mere lund pe lag rahi hai. Kitni hot lag rahi hai tu apne bete ka lund chuste hue.”
Thodi der baad Arjun ne usko uthaya aur bedroom mein le gaya. Priya ko bed pe patak diya. Saree ko kamar tak upar kiya aur uski panty faad di.
“Arjun… meri izzat… please…” Priya ro rahi thi par uski chut already geeli ho chuki thi.
Arjun ne uski gaand pe zor se thappad maara. “Izzat? Tu ab meri personal slut hai. Billionaire Priya Sharma ab sirf apne bete ki chut ki randi.”
Usne apna lund Priya ki tight chut pe ragda aur ek hi dhakke mein pura andar pel diya.
“Aaaahhhhhh! Mar gayi… bahut bada hai tera!” Priya chillayi.
Arjun ne uske baal pakde aur zor-zor se dhakke marne laga. Har dhakke pe uske bade boobs hil rahe the. Woh beech-beech mein uske nipples ko kaat raha tha, gaand pe thappad maar raha tha.
“Bol maa, kaun teri chut ka malik hai?”
“Tu… tu mera beta… aaahhh fuck… mera beta mera malik hai!” Priya ki awaaz mein ab sirf lust tha.
Arjun ne position change kiya. Usne maa ko doggy style mein kiya aur uski moti gaand ko chodne laga. Har thrust pe “Puch puch” ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
“Ter i yeh billionaire gaand ab meri hai. Roz chodunga tujhe. Office jaane se pehle, raat ko, subah uthate hi.”
Priya ab puri tarah surrender kar chuki thi. Woh khud peeche dhakke maar rahi thi. “Haan beta… chod apni maa ko… teri randi bana de… aaaahhh main aa rahi hoon!”
Arjun ne zor se dhakke maare aur maa ki chut ke andar hi apna garam maal bhar diya. Priya bhi saath mein jhad gayi, pura bed geela kar diya.
Uske baad Arjun ne usko apne seene se chipka liya aur kaha, “Kal se tu ghar pe sirf short skirts aur low cut tops pehne gi. Aur jab main kahega, ghutno pe baith kar mera lund chusegi. Samjhi?”
Priya sharmaati hui, aankhon mein naya lust lekar boli, “Haan beta… teri maa ab teri personal whore hai.”
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Subah ke 7 baje. Priya Sharma ki aankhein khuli toh uska pura body dard kar raha tha. Gaand pe thappadon ke nishaan the, chut mein abhi bhi Arjun ke kal raat ke maal ka ehsaas ho raha tha. Woh nangi bed pe leti thi, sirf ek thin bedsheet uske upar. Arjun uske bagal mein baitha tha, phone pe kuch dekh raha tha – shayad kal raat ki recording.
“Uth maa. Nahane chal,” Arjun ne uske boobs pe thappad maara.
Priya sharmaayi, aankhein neeche ki. “Arjun… kal raat jo hua… woh galat tha. Main teri maa hoon. Hum yeh sab bhool jaayein.”
Arjun hasa. Usne Priya ke baal pakde aur usko bed se khinch kar ghutno pe baitha diya. “Bhool jaayein? Dekh maa, yeh dekh.” Usne phone uthaya aur kal raat ka video play kiya – Priya khud chillate hue bol rahi thi, “Haan beta, chod apni maa ki chut… main teri randi hoon!”
Priya ka chehra laal ho gaya. “Yeh… yeh delete kar do! Kisi ko mat dikhana please.”
“Delete? Nahin maa. Yeh ab mera insurance hai. Tu ab se meri personal property hai. Billionaire Priya Sharma, India ki top businesswoman, apne bete ki private slut. Samjhi?”
Priya ne sirf sar hilaya. Uske andar ek ajeeb si feeling aa rahi thi – sharm aur excitement ka mix.
Arjun ne usko uthaya aur bathroom le gaya. Unka bathroom jaise royal suite tha – marble floors, big glass shower, jacuzzi. Arjun ne shower on kiya aur Priya ko andar dhakel diya.
“Nahao. Par mere saamne. Aur har jagah soap lagaate hue apne boobs aur chut ko dikhati reh.”
Priya ne haath se apne boobs cover karne ki koshish ki, par Arjun ne uske haath hata diye. Garam paani unke bodies pe gir raha tha. Arjun ne peeche se usko pakda, apna lund uski gaand ki crack mein ragadne laga.
“Kal raat teri chut chodi thi, aaj teri gaand lunga maa.”
Priya ka body kaanp gaya. “Beta… gaand mein nahi… bahut mota hai tera… dard hoga.”
“Chup. Billionaire log sab sehte hain,” Arjun ne kaha aur uski peeth pe kiss karte hue uske neck ko chusne laga.
Usne Priya ko shower wall ke saath laga diya, uske dono haath upar ki taraf pakde. Phir usne apna lund thoda oil laga kar (jo bathroom mein hi tha) uski tight gaand pe set kiya aur dheere dheere andar dhakelne laga.
“Aaaahhhh fuckkk… bahut bada… nikal do beta… meri gaand phat jayegi!” Priya zor se chillayi.
Lekin Arjun rukne wala nahi tha. Inch by inch uska mota lund Priya ki gaand mein ghusta gaya. Jab pura andar chala gaya toh Priya ki aankhon se aansu beh rahe the, par uski chut se paani tapak raha tha.
Arjun ne zor-zor se dhakke marna shuru kiya. Shower ka paani unke bodies ko bhigoye ja raha tha. Har dhakke pe Priya ki gaand hilti, uske bade boobs wall se ragad rahe the.
“Bol maa, kaun teri gaand ka malik hai?”
“Tu… mera beta… Arjun… aaaahhh chod mujhe… teri maa ki gaand maar le!”
Arjun ne speed badhai. Woh Priya ke kaan mein dirty talk kar raha tha, “Teri yeh moti gaand office mein jab tu meeting karti hai, tab sochta tha main kitni tight hogi. Aaj poori tarah meri ho gayi.”
10 minute tak zoron se chudai ke baad Arjun ne Priya ki gaand ke andar hi jhad diya. Garam maal uski gaand se bahar nikal raha tha jab Arjun ne lund nikaala.
Priya knees pe baith gayi, thak kar. Arjun ne uske muh mein lund daal diya, “Saaf kar maa. Apni gaand ka maal bhi chus le.”
Priya ne aankhein band karke pura lund muh mein liya aur saaf kar diya.
Breakfast scene:
Kitchen mein Priya ab sirf ek transparent white shirt pehne thi, neeche kuch nahi. Uske nipples shirt ke through dikhte the. Arjun table pe baitha tha.
“Breakfast bana maa. Aur jab bana rahi hai tab main tujhe peeche se chodunga.”
Priya ne gas pe chai rakhi aur eggs banane lagi. Arjun peeche aaya, uski shirt upar ki aur lund se uski chut ragadne laga.
“Beta… servants aa sakte hain…” Priya darr ke maare boli.
“Main ne sabko off kiya hai 2 din ke liye. Sirf hum dono. Tu meri personal whore hai ab.”
Arjun ne ek dhakke mein andar daal diya. Priya ka haath counter pe tha, woh hil rahi thi jab Arjun usko chod raha tha. Uske boobs shirt ke andar jump kar rahe the.
“Uff maa… teri chut ab bhi tight hai. Kitne saal se kisi ne nahi choda tujhe?”
“5 saal… tere papa ke baad koi nahi…” Priya moan karte hue boli.
“Toh ab roz 4-5 baar chodunga tujhe. Tera schedule main banaunga – subah gaand, din mein muh, shaam mein chut.”
Priya ab puri tarah addict ho chuki thi. Woh khud peeche dhakke maar rahi thi. “Haan beta… jo marzi kar… main teri hoon.”
Arjun ne usko counter pe litaya, uski taange failayi aur zor se chodne laga. Kitchen mein “puch puch puch” ki awaazein gunj rahi thi. Priya kai baar jhad chuki thi.
Office mein twist:
Shaam ko Priya ko office jaana tha important meeting ke liye. Arjun ne allow kiya par conditions lagi.
“Tu short black dress pehenegi, andar se no panties. Aur meeting ke beech mein main tujhe call karunga. Phone pe hi tujhe moan karna hai jab main instructions dunga.”
Priya ne dress pehna – bahut tight aur short, uski moti gaand aur thighs bahar aa rahe the. Office pahunch kar boardroom mein sab directors the. Priya chair pe baithi.
Meeting shuru hui. Tabhi Arjun ka call aaya. Priya ne earphones laga kar phone uthaya.
“Meeting chal rahi hai beta… abhi mat…”
“Chup. Apni dress upar kar aur ungli andar daal. Aur haan, awaaz control mein rakh.”
Priya ne secretly apni dress upar ki aur do ungliyan apni geeli chut mein daal di. Meeting ke beech woh dheere dheere ungli kar rahi thi jab Arjun phone pe dirty baatein kar raha tha.
“Bol maa, directors ke saamne tu apni chut mein ungli kar rahi hai. Kaise feel ho raha hai?”
“Bahut… sharminda… par maza aa raha hai beta…” Priya whisper mein boli, chehra laal.
Arjun ne usko aur commands diye – nipples pinch karne ko, chair pe dheere se hilne ko. Priya meeting khatam hone tak 2 baar chhupke se jhad chuki thi.
Ghar laut kar Priya Arjun ke paas aayi aur uske pair chhoone lagi. “Beta… aaj office mein bahut bura laga… par excited bhi thi. Main ab control mein nahi hoon.”
Arjun ne usko uthaya aur living room ke couch pe litaya. Usne Priya ki dress faad di aur pura nanga kiya.
“Aaj tujhe poora din reward dunga.”
Usne Priya ko multiple positions mein choda – missionary, cowgirl, spooning. Har baar detailed chudai. Priya ki cheekhein poore ghar mein gunj rahi thi.
“Beta… aur zor se… phaad de apni maa ki chut… haaan… main teri gulam hoon… teri randi maa!”
Raat ke 2 baje tak unki chudai chalti rahi. Arjun ne Priya ko 5 baar jhadwaya aur khud 4 baar uske andar, muh mein aur gaand mein maal bhara.
Agla din – Aur gehri humiliation:
Arjun ne plan banaya. Usne Priya ko ek sexy maid outfit pehnaya – bahut chhoti skirt, low cut top, stockings.
“Ghar saaf kar. Par jab bhi main kahega, turant position le legi.”
Priya ne ghar saaf karna shuru kiya. Jab woh jhadoo laga rahi thi, Arjun peeche aaya aur uski skirt upar karke usko chod diya.
Phir jab woh floor poochh rahi thi ghutno pe, Arjun ne uske muh mein lund daal diya.
“Clean karte hue bhi mera lund chus maa. Yeh teri nai job hai.”
Priya ab bilkul toot chuki thi. Woh har command follow kar rahi thi. Arjun ne usko balcony pe le jakar bhi choda – jahaan thoda risk tha neighbors dekh sakte the.
“Log dekh lenge beta…” Priya darr rahi thi par ruk nahi rahi.
“Let them see. India ki famous billionaire apne bete se chud rahi hai.”
Agle kuch dinon mein Priya ka pura personality badal gaya. Office mein woh ab bhi dominant thi, par ghar aate hi Arjun ke saamne ghutno pe baith jaati thi.
Ek din Arjun ne usko bola, “Maa, ab hum next level pe jaayenge. Main tujhe pregnant karunga. Maa-beta ka beta.”
Priya shock hui par usne mana nahi kiya. “Jo marzi beta… main teri hoon. Meri zindagi, mera body, sab tera.”
Aur unki dirty, wild, humiliating aur bahut hot incest journey continue hui…
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