Madarchod bete ne maa ki chut faad di

Pehle part mein aapne padha tha:

Sham ko gym se lauta to ghar khali laga. Joote utare, tabhi kitchen se bartan ki awaaz aayi. Dono didi shopping gayi thin. Sirf maa thin.

Part 1 ==> Sote hue bete ka maa ne lund pakda

Darwaze ke frame se dekha – wahi subah wali patli dress, gas ke saamne khadi, baal kaan ke peeche kiye. Main ek pal khada raha. Phir bathroom ki taraf badha, jaise nahana hi maksad ho.

Paani girne laga. Yaad aayi subah ki pichkari, kitchen mein gaand par daba land, coffee dete waqt jhuke boobs, maa ki us ek pankti mein pitaji ka zikr. Land phir khada ho gaya. Haath chalne laga. Aankhein band thin.

Muh se nikal pada:

Main:
“Sheena, tumhare boobs kitne sundar hain… gaand bhi kitni sundar hai… aaj ise faad dena chahta hoon.”

Usi waqt bathroom ka doosra darwaza khula.

Saamne Shruti didi khadi thin. Aur main poora nanga tha!

Aage ki kahani:

Pitaji ki train nikalte hue pandrah ghante bhi nahi hue the. Subah maa ne soye hue Sandeep ka land haath mein liya tha, kitchen mein gaand par dabav lautaya tha, coffee dete hue stan jhuka diye the. Sham ko ghar mein sirf maa thin.

Sandeep bathroom mein usi subah ko dohra raha tha. Land haath mein tha, muh se maa ka naam nikal raha tha – aur darwaza khul gaya.

Shruti didi shower wale darwaze par khadi thin. Paani ki awaaz ke neeche bhi unka dhyan mere khade land par atka hua tha. Main kuch bolne ki haalat mein nahi tha.

Muh se wahi shabd nikal rahe the jo main akele mein gunguna raha tha:

Main:
“Sheena, tumhare boobs kitne sundar hain… gaand bhi kitni sundar hai… aaj ise faad dena chahta hoon.”

Didi ne suna. Yeh main baad mein samjha, us waqt nahi. Woh hati nahi. Nigah land ke sir se neeche nason tak gayi, phir wapas mere chehre par aayi.

Us nigah mein dar kam tha, bhookh zyada. Ghar ki auraton mein jo khulpan pehle se chal raha tha – maa aur betiyon ke beech chhue gaye badan, raat ki dabi aahen – uski ek aur daraar usi bathroom ke muh par khul gayi.

Tabhi kitchen se maa ki awaaz aayi. Dono hosh mein aaye.

Shruti ne awaaz kam rakhi:

Shruti:
“Darwaza to kam se kam lock kiya kar.”

Main:
“Sorry di.”

Woh mudi aur chali gayiin. Maine shower tez kar diya, taaki chehra chhip jaye. Land abhi bhi haath mein tha.

Raat ko charon dining table par baithe. Shreya meri taraf dekhkar muskurarahi thi. Woh muskaan masoom nahi thi. Subah bathroom wala drishya unke kaan tak pahunch chuka tha, ya unhone khud kuch aur dekh liya tha – tab pata nahi chala.

Maa ne poocha:

Maa:
“Kya hua? Tu kyun muskurarahi hai?”

Shreya ne kaur muh mein rakha:

Shreya:
“Kuch nahi. Aise hi kuch yaad aa gaya tha. Kuch acchi yaadein muskurane ka karan hoti hain.”

Itna kehkar phir meri taraf dekha.

Maa ne hanste hue kaha:

Maa:
“Mujhe bhi bata, aisi kaun-si cheez hai.”

Shreya:
“Khane ke baad akele mein bataungi.”

Maa ne thali aage sarkayi aur baat badal di:

Maa:
“Suno, tum dono mein se koi ek mere saath mere bedroom mein sona. Tumhare pitaji nahi hain. Mujhe akele mein dar lagta hai.”

Shruti ne turant sir hilaya:

Shruti:
“Nahi maa, mujhe apne kamre mein sona hai.”

Shreya ne saath diya:

Shreya:
“Maa, mujhe bhi apne bistar par sona hai. Aap bhai ko apne saath sone ke liye bolo.”

Maine fork rakh di:

Main:
“Main kyun? Aap dono ladies ho. Aap maa ke saath aaram se so sakti ho.”

Maa ekdum se ruk gayiin. Aankhein bhar aayin. Awaaz kaanpi:

Maa:
“Mere bacche mujhe bilkul nahi samajhte.”

Rone lagiin. Woh mauka main khona nahi chahta tha. Subah unke haath ki garmahat abhi bhi hatheli par thi.

Main:
“Maa, tu ro mat. Main tere paas bedroom mein sounga.”

Maa ne aansu ponchhe. Shreya ne phir wahi chhoti si muskaan di. Shruti chup rahi, lekin unki nazar mere gale se neeche tak ek baar phir gayi.

Raat mein kapde badal kar maa ke kamre mein pahuncha. Maa ne ek patli nighty pehni hui thi. Kapde ke neeche poora shareer saaf jhalak raha tha. Maine cotton ki T-shirt aur lungi hi rakhi thi.

Maa ko gaur se dekha to land mein tanav aa gaya. Chhipane ke liye turant bistar par baith gaya, haath neeche ki taraf le gaya. Maa aaine mein sab dekh rahi thin. Kuch nahi kaha.

Main bistar ke bayein kone mein let gaya, chehra deewar ki taraf kar liya. Maa doosri taraf letiin, chehra almari ki taraf.

Maa:
“Sandeep beta, zara light band kar de. Aur haan, dim light on kar dena. Mujhe andhere mein dar lagta hai.”

Maine switch dabaya. Kamra peeli roshni mein doob gaya.

Main:
“Main hoon na aapke paas. Darne ki kya baat hai.”

Maa ki awaaz takiye mein dab gayi:

Maa:
“Mujhe kabhi raat mein dar lagta hai to main tere pitaji ko hug kar leti thi.”

Main:
“Agar raat mein dar lage to aap mujhe bhi hug kar sakti ho.”

Maa:
“Thanks beta.”

Maa ka rang ekdum gora hai. Boobs chhattis, kamar battees, gaand adtees. Ghar mein dupatta maine unpar kabhi nahi dekha. Stan tane hue hain, teen bachchon ke baad bhi dheele nahi pade. Usi nighty mein woh pahad jaise uthe hue the.

Maa sone ki koshish karne lagiin. Maine aankhein band kar liin. Thodi der baad karwat badli. Jagah badalne se neend nahi aa rahi thi. Maa ki taraf palta to dekha – nighty unki kamar tak khisak chuki thi.

Dim light mein gaand ekdum saaf dikh rahi thi. Maa peeth karke leti thin. Saans gehri thi, jaise gehri neend mein hon.

Main chupchaap paas gaya. Nighty reshmi thi, haath lagate hi sarak gayi. Maine use kheenchkar kamar ke upar kar diya. Dahina haath maa ki dayi jaangh par rakha. Koi pratikriya nahi hui. Nichla badan aur nazdeek kiya. Khada land ab unki gaand ko chhu raha tha.

Himmat badhi. Haath jaangh se utha kar stanon par rakha. Maa ne cotton ki bahut naram bra pehni hui thi. Chhoote hi ek ajeeb sa aaram aur bhookh ek saath aayi.

Main use dheere-dheere dabane laga. Kuch der baad bayein haath se bra ka hook khola. Ab poore nange stan hatheli mein the. Main unhe masal raha tha, nipples ungliyon ke beech le raha tha.

Maa ke muh se halki awaaz nikli:

Maa:
“Aah… aah…”

Samajh gaya – jaag chuki hain. Aur mana nahi kar rahi hain.

Maine land dheere se unki gaand ke beech ghisane laga. Lohe jaisa garam tha, patthar jaisa kada. Maa ne dheere se apni panty utaar di. Mere liye usse bada ishara aur kya hota.

Lekin ek pal ke liye socha maa itni khuli hui kaise hai? (Iska jawab mujhe ghar ki naukrani se baad mein mila!)

Maine unhe kheenchkar peeth ke bal lita diya. Jaise hi maa paltiin, dono nange stan aankhon ke saamne aa gaye. Pichhle kai dinon se sirf jhalak milti thi. Aaj poora drishya tha. Rukna ab mumkin nahi tha.

Ek stan muh mein liya, doosre ko anguthe aur do ungliyon se masalne laga. Maa ki aahen moan mein badal gayiin.

Kuch der dono stan choosne ke baad pet ki taraf utara. Nabhi par chumban liya, jeebh feri. Maa ke liye aankhein band rakhna mushkil hota ja raha tha.

Maine dheere se kaha:

Main:
“Ab tum aankhein khol sakti ho. Hamare beech ab kuch chhipa nahi hai.”

Maa ne aankhein kholiin. Haath mere baalon mein ghus gaya. Us sparsh se ek ajeeb sa josh bhar gaya. Aur neeche sarka. Lakshya ke theek saamne pahunch gaya.

Pehle unki chut ko dekha – chhoti si, bheegi hui, clit ras se chamkeela. Samay barbaad nahi kiya. Muh poora khola aur poori chut muh mein lekar chaatne laga.

Maa ekdum se uchhal padiin. Awaaz phat kar nikli:

Maa:
“Main aaj tak is sukh ke liye tarasti rahi. Sirf filmon mein dekhti thi. Mujhe lagta tha yeh sukh mere jeevan mein likha hi nahi hai.”

Maine chut se muh hataye bina kaha:

Main:
“Maa, tu chinta na kar. Jab bhi tera man kare, mujhe aadesh dena. Main teri chut chaat kar shant kar doonga.”

Meri lagataar kutte jaise chatai se maa ka shareer akadne laga. Samajh gaya – ab jhadne wali hain. Ekdum se pichkari chhooti. Maine muh chut se sataye rakha aur woh poora amrit pee gaya.

Maa ki saans toot-tootkar nikli. Dono haath mere sir par dab gaye. Phir awaaz aayi, kaanpti hui, saaf.

Maa:
“Beta… ab apne is moosal land se meri chut mein lagi aag shant kar de. Mere tan-badan mein aag badhti hi ja rahi hai. Ab aur intezaar nahi kar sakti.”

Maa ki awaaz abhi bhi kaanp rahi thi.

Maa:
“Beta… ab apne is moosal land se meri chut mein lagi aag shant kar de! Aur ban ja madarchod!”

Main unke dono pairon ke beech baith gaya.

Land ka supada chut ke muh par rakha. Garmi ekdum paas thi. Chaatne se woh pehle hi bheeg chuki thi, phir bhi muh chhota laga.

Maa ne aankhein beench liin.

Maa:
“Zara dheere se andar daalna. Itna mota aur bada land aaj tak meri chut mein ghusa nahi hai. Tere pitaji ka to iska aadha hoga. Tere is sadhe aath inch ko dekhkar to filmon wale African land yaad aate hain.”

Maine supada dheere se andar kiya. Sirf sir ghusa. Maa ki ungliyan chaadar beench gayiin. Jab supada poora pravesh kar gaya to maine ek jhatka mara aur baaki land ek saath bheetar chala gaya.

Maa apne aapko rok na sakiin. Awaaz phat gayi:

Maa:
“Maar dala re! Meri chut faad di tune! Bahar nikal ise, nahi to main mar jaungi. Madarchod jaldi nikal!”

Main hila nahi. Usi sthiti mein pada raha. Land andar tha, poora, jad tak. Maa ki chut dhadak rahi thi, jaise kisi ne darwaza zabardasti khola ho aur deewarein ab sambhal rahi hon. Unke mathe par paseena aa gaya.

Maine unke honton par saans rakhi, kuch kaha nahi. Do-teen minute aise hi beete. Maa ki pakad dheeli padi. Saans lambi hui. Unhone khud ek baar kamar hilayi – chhoti si, jaise jaanch rahi hon ki dard ab bhi wahi hai ya utar aaya hai.

Tab maine dhakka shuru kiya. Pehle chhote. Bahar thoda, andar thoda. Maa ki aankhein abhi bhi band thin, lekin muh se “nikal” ki jagah ab ek dabi hui aah nikal rahi thi. Das-barah minute tak wahi lay rahi.

Bistar ki charr-charr kam rakhne ki koshish ki, kyunki didiyon ka kamra door nahi tha. Maa ke stan har dhakke par kaanpte. Main kabhi ek nipple muh mein le leta, kabhi unke gale par muh rakh deta. Maa ke nakhun meri peeth par chalne lage.

Maa:
“Aur andar… haan… ab nikal mat… yahin…”

Unki awaaz toot-tootkar aa rahi thi.

Maa:
“Tere pitaji ne kabhi aise nahi choda… kabhi itni der… aah Sandeep… madarchod zor se… aah aahhh”

Yeh sunkar land aur kada hua. Maine raftaar badhayi. Maa ki chut ab rokne ki bajaye khichkar lapet rahi thi. Unki jaanghein mere kamar se chipak gayiin. Maine kaha:

Main:
“Maa, ab mera maal nikalne wala hai.”

Maa:
“Madarchod andar hi chhod de… bahar mat nikalna! Is garam veerya ko apne andar feel karna chahti hoon!”

Do jhatke aur pichkari chhooti. Poora veerya unki chut mein gaya. Maa ki kamar uthi, ek lambi awaaz nikli, phir shareer dheela pad gaya. Main do minute unke upar hi pada raha.

Dono ki saansein ek doosre ke gale mein bhar rahi thin. Land abhi andar tha, dheere-dheere naram ho raha tha. Maa ke haath mere baalon mein the, lekin bol nahi rahi thin.

Phir main utha. Bathroom jakar khudko saaf kiya. Aaine mein chehra waisa hi tha – wahi unnees saal ka ladka – bas aankhon mein neend ki jagah kuch aur tha.

Lautkar apni jagah par let gaya, deewar ki taraf. Maa ne nighty samet li. Panty nahi pehni. Dim light waisi ki waisi jalti rahi. Thodi der baad unhone haath badhakar meri kamar par rakha, lekin kuch kaha nahi.

Phir hum maa-bete dono nange hi so gaye.

Subah maa ki awaaz aayi. Ghadi mein sadhe aath baj rahe the.

Maa:
“Sandeep, uth. Sadhe aath ho gaye.”

Maine kambal kheencha. Aankh nahi khuli.

Maa:
“Uth beta. Aaj ek dost ke ghar jana tha na tera.”

Tab aankh khuli. Maa bistar ke kinare khadi thin. Nighty pehen li thi, baal bikhare the. Gardan par mera ek nishan halka sa dikh raha tha. Unhone dekha ki main dekh raha hoon, to nighty ka gala theek kiya.

Maa:
“Tujhe raat mein maza aaya?”

Unhone seedha poocha. Awaaz mein sharm kam thi, hisaab aur hawas zyada!

Main uthkar baith gaya.

Main:
“Haan maa. Mujhe to bahut maza aaya! Tujhe maza aaya ki nahi?”

Maa ne halki si saans li.

Maa:
“Tune to meri jaan hi nikal di thi! Madarchod maine tujhe kaha tha zara dheere se. Par tu hai ki ek jhatke mein poora daal diya.”

Main:
“Maa, agar dheere se daalta to itna maza aata tujhe?”

Woh jawab ke liye muh kholtiin, phir ruk gayiin. Aaine ki taraf peeth karke boliin:

Maa:
“Chal, jaldi naha le. Main tere liye nashta banati hoon.”

Kamre se nikalte hue darwaze par khadi huiin. Bina mude kaha:

Maa:
“Panty wahin padi hai. Uthakar tokri mein daal dena. Didi nazar na daal dein.”

Main bathroom ki taraf badha, apne kamre se kapde liye. Common bathroom ka darwaza haath lagate hi ek baat yaad aayi – is bathroom ka doosra muh didiyon ke kamre mein khulta hai. Subah-subah lock ki aadat abhi bhi nahi thi.

Darwaza khola.

Shower chal raha tha. Bhaap bhari thi. Shruti didi paani ke neeche khadi thin. Poora badan nanga. Muh doosri taraf tha, gaand meri taraf. Sangmarmar jaisi gori twacha. Figure chauntis-tees-chhattis. Ek haath neeche tha.

Ungli unki apni chut mein andar-bahar ho rahi thi. Aankhein band thin. Unhe pata bhi nahi chala ki darwaza khula hai.

Main dehleez par ruk gaya. Land jo subah naram hokar soya tha, phir tan gaya. Didi ki ungli ki raftaar dheemi thi, jaise jaldi mein na hon, jaise raat ki koi baat dohra rahi hon. Unke honton par wahi dabi aah thi jo kabhi deewar ke us paar se aati thi.

Main kuch second aur khada raha. Phir peeche kisi ne mere kandhe par haath rakha.

Maa thin. Baal abhi bhi bikhare, nighty wahi. Unhone meri aankhon ka rasta dekha – Shruti ki nangi peeth, unki ungli, mera khada land. Maa ke chehre par gussa nahi aaya. Unhone sirf darwaza band karne ka ishara kiya.

Fusfusahat mein kaha:

Main:
“Maa, mujhe dono sisters ka figure bahut pasand hai.”

Maa ki nazar ek pal mere land par gayi, phir andar bhaap wale sheeshe par.

Maa:
“Accha! Main kuch upay karti hoon. Madarchod ke saath behenchod banane ke liye!”

Itna kehkar woh khadi rahiin. Maine haath unki gaand par rakha. Nighty ke neeche panty nahi thi. Maa peeche nahi hatiin. Maine unke hont apne honton par rakh diye. Subah ki pehli chut abhi sookhi bhi nahi thi, aur bathroom ke us paar unki beti apni ungli se wahi aag bujha rahi thi.

Maa ne chumban toda. Awaaz bahut dheemi rakhi:

Maa:
“Pehle darwaza band kar madarchod! Phir mujhe apne bistar par le chalna.”

Next Part ==>Sote bhai ka bahan ne pakda lund