Hinda maa beta chuddai

Dilli ke bade kothhi mein sagai ki raat thi. Lighten jal rahi thin, gana baj raha tha, whiskey ki botlein khuli thin. Rohan ki sagai Riya se ho rahi thi. Papa dilli se bahar official daure pe the. Ghar mein sirf maa Hinda thi.

Hinda bayaalis saal ki executive. Badan tight rakha hua. Kaali saari ka blouse itna chhota aur gehra ki unke bhaari doodh saaf ubhar kar baahar aa rahe the. Beech ki geehri line saaf dikh rahi thi. Kamar patli, gaand badi gol aur tight. Party mein muskurakar ghoom rahi thi lekin aankhon ke peeche garmi jal rahi thi.

Rohan chaubis saal ka. Lamba, tight badan. Usne maa ko itna kareeb se dekha to lund mein zor ka khichav aa gaya. Maa aaj itni harami aur garam dikh rahi thi jaise sirf kapdon ke neeche nangi ho. Uske dimaag mein shaadi ki raat ghum rahi thi. Riya ke saath kya karega, kaise daalega, kaise ragdega, muh mein kaise lega, kuch nahi aata tha.

Raat ek bajne ke baad log nikalne lage. Hinda teen char peg peekar aankhen laal kiye hue kitchen mein aayi. Rohan akela khada tha. Hinda ne peeche se apne bade doodh uski peeth se sata diye. Haath uski kamar pe rakh diya.

“Beta tension kyu kha raha hai. Shaadi ki raat ka dar lag raha hai na. Tujhe nahi aata na kaise maarna hai ladki ko.”

Rohan ka gala sukh gaya. “Maa… mujhe sach mein kuch nahi aata…”

Hinda ne uska haath pakad kar seedha upar le gayi. Master bedroom. Tala andar se laga diya. Light dheemi kar di. Kapde utarne lagi.

Saari girayi. Neeche sirf patli kaali kapde. Doodh almost nange, nipples tight. Chut ka gola patli kapde se saaf ubhara hua. Hinda ne haath se apni chut zor se dabayi aur ungli andar ghusa di.

“Dekh beta teri maa aaj kitni randi ban kar khadi hai. Tujhe har cheez sikhani hai aaj. Pehle apna lund nikaal. Dikha maa ko kitna mota hai.”

Rohan ne pent aur kachha neeche khiskaaya. Lund bahar nikla. Mota, lamba, nasen phooli hui, sir laal aur geela. Hinda ki aankhen badi ho gayin. Usne haath badha kar pakad liya.

“Itna mota lund hai bete ka. Maa ki chut saalon se iske sapne dekh rahi thi. Pehle haath se hilaa. Phir muh mein le. Phir chut phaad.”

Hinda ne mutthi tight ki. Upar neeche zor zor se hilane lagi. Lund se paani nikalne laga. Kabhi sir ko ungli se ragadti, kabhi gole dabaati.

Phir ghutnon ke bal baith gayi. Lund ko muh ke bilkul paas laya. Jeebh nikaal kar lambe lambe chatne lagi. Sir ko gol gol chatne lagi. Phir poora muh mein le liya. Gale tak ghusa diya. Thook bahar nikal raha tha, slurp ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Lund geela chamak raha tha.

Rohan ke haath maa ke baal mein ghus gaye. “Maa… aur gehra le… gale tak…”

Hinda ne saans rok kar lund ko gale mein dhakel diya. Aankhen band. Nikal kar thook se geela karti, phir dubara poora nigal leti. Gole bhi muh mein le kar chatne lagi, honthon se dabaane lagi.

Phir uth kar palang pe let gayi. Taange faila diin. Kapda hata diya. Chut geeli chamak rahi thi. Honth suje, beech ka ched khula aur paani nikal raha tha.

“Ab maa ki chut chat. Jeebh andar daal. Choos. Shaadi ki raat pehle ladki ki chut aise hi choosni padti hai warna wo sukhi rehti hai.”

Rohan jhuk gaya. Jeebh laga di. Khatti geelapan. Hinda ki kamar uthne lagi. Rohan ne honthon ko choosa, ched mein jeebh ghusayi, upar ke danne ko daanton se dabaaya aur choosa.

“Haan beta aise hi… maa ki chut choos… do ungliyan andar daal aur tedha kar…”

Do ungliyan andar. Tight garam deewaren. Hinda hilne lagi. Paani nikalne laga haathon pe.

Phir Rohan upar chadha. Lund chut ke muh pe ragda. Hinda ne khud haath se pakad kar ched pe rakh diya.

“Dheere daal pehle. Poora ek saath mat ghusana. Seekh beta. Pehle sir, phir thoda thoda.”

Rohan ne sir daala. Hinda ki aankh band ho gayi. “Ahhh… bete ka mota lund maa ki chut phaad raha hai… aur daal…”

Poora ghusa. Jhadon tak. Hinda ne pair uski kamar pe lapet liye. Rohan hilne laga. Dhire. Phir tez. Palang ki kitkit. Chut ki chap chap awaaz.

Hinda ke doodh hil rahe the. Rohan ne unhe dabaya, muh mein liya, choosa, daant se dabaaya, jeebh ghumayi. Hinda ki ungliyan uski peeth pe kharoch rahi thin.

“Tez maar… maa ko jaanwar ki tarah chod… shaadi ki raat aise hi ragadna hai… gehra daal… nikaal… phir gehra daal…”

Rohan ne maa ko palat diya. Ghutne pet. Gaand upar. Chut peeche se khuli. Rohan ne peeche se ek jhatke mein ghusa diya. Gehra. Hinda ke muh se cheekh nikal gayi.

“Gaand pe thappad maar. Maa ko maar. Beta maa ki gaand pit. Laal kar de.”

Rohan ne gol gaand pe zor ka thappad maara. Laal nishaan pad gaya. Phir aur maara. Hinda ki chut aur bhi geeli ho gayi. Lund tez chal raha tha. Hinda ke doodh palang se ragad rahe the.

Phir Hinda upar baith gayi. Lund par khud ko baithaya. Gol gol ghumane lagi. Doodh Rohan ke muh mein daba diye. “Aise ghumaa… andar tak ghasit… maa ki chut nichod apne mothe lund se…”

Hinda ka pehla jhadan aaya. Badan kanpne laga. Chut lund ko jaise nichaad rahi ho. Paani nikal raha tha dono ke peet pe.

Rohan ne palat kar maa ko neeche kiya. Taange kandhe pe utha liin. Lund gehra daal kar tez ragda. Hinda ki aankhen palti ja rahi thin.

“Andar gira… maa ke pet mein daal… bete ka maal maa ki chut mein bhar de… mat nikaal bahar…”

Rohan ruk nahi paya. Garam dhaare andar chhoot gaye. Hinda ne use zor se dabaya, pairon se lapeta. Dono kaanp rahe the.

Thodi der baad Hinda ne phir lund pakda. Abhi bhi sakht tha. Usne thook kiya aur ungli se geela kiya. “Ab peeche wale ched mein seekh. Dheere daal. Pehle ungli, phir lund.”

Rohan ne pehle ungli daali. Phir lund ka sir gaand ke ched pe rakha. Dabaaya. Hinda ki saans ruki. Phir andar gaya. Bahut tight. Hinda ne daant bhinche, muh se awaaz nikal rahi thi.

“Ab hilaa… maa ki gaand bhi teri hai aaj raat… tez kar… phaad…”

Gaand ki chudai chali. Tez. Hinda ke muh se galiyaan nikal rahi thin. Rohan ne baal pakad kar kheenche. Gale pe halka haath dabaya. Hinda aur paagal ho gayi, peeche dhakka maarti rahi.

Phir uth kar Hinda ne lund muh mein liya. Jo maal baaki tha choos kar nigal gayi. Jeebh se saaf kiya. “Aise saaf kar. Shaadi ke baad bhi lund choosna seekh le.”

Subah hone se pehle bathroom mein ek round aur hua. Hinda ne deewar se haath lagaaye, kamar jhukayi. Rohan peeche se maarta raha. Paani dono ke upar gir raha tha. Hinda ke doodh deewar se takra rahe the. Lund kabhi chut mein kabhi gaand mein jaata raha.

Palang par wapas aaye to Hinda ne Rohan ko letaya. Khud uske muh par baith gayi. Chut ragadne lagi. “Jeebh andar rakh. Maa ka paani pee. Poora choos.”

Rohan ne choosa jab tak Hinda doosri baar na jhad gayi. Badan kanp raha tha. Phir Hinda ne lund par baith kar der tak ghumaya, uthayi, baithayi. Andar hi girne diya teesri baar.

Hinda ne kaan ke paas muh rakh kar kaha, “Yeh raaz hai. Papa ko kabhi nahi pata chalna. Jab bhi shaadi ki raat ka dar lage ya lund khada ho, maa ke paas aa. Maa tujhe har baar sikhayegi. Maa ki chut hamesha tere mothe lund ke liye khuli rahegi. Maa ko chodna seekh liya na aaj.”

Rohan ne maa ke doodh dabaye, nipples choose. Lund phir khada ho gaya. Hinda muskurayi aur use phir andar le liya. Is baar dheere, gehra, chumte hue.

Is tarah raat bhar Hinda maa beta chuddai chalti rahi. Maa ne bete ko muh se choosa, haath se hilaya, chut chatwayi, chut mein mara, gaand mein mara, thappad maara, baal kheenche, doodh chooswaye, maal andar bharwaya.

Dilli ki us kothhi mein papa ke na hone par maa bete ka nishedh tod diya gaya. Hinda ki geeli chut aur bete ke mothe lund ne jo kiya wo kisi ko nahi pata chala.

Subah Hinda ne patle kapde wapas pehne. Neeche se ab bhi geeli thi, maal tapak raha tha. Rohan ko chum kar kaha, “Ab ja neeche. Mehmaan aayenge. Par raat ko yaad rakhna. Maa ki chut tera intezaar karegi. Jab chahe maa ko chod lena.”

Rohan ne haan kiya. Lund ab bhi bhaari tha. Hinda ne ek baar aur usse dabaya aur muskurakar neeche chali gayi.

Hinda maa beta chuddai poori hui us raat.