update 228 (diwali special)
ab aagee
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(DOSTO APNI TRAF SE MERA YAH PRAYAS HAI KI ISS EPISODE KO TATKAL ISTHITHI K RUUP ME SPECIAL BNA SAKU JISSE KAHANI ME BINA KOI BADLAO KIYE MAJEDAR BNA SAKU)
maa ki manmohak chavi meri dillo dimag me chati chali gai…mai kab bhabhi ki awaj me maa ki chavi dekhne lag gaya mujhe b nai pata chala…
“Aaah beta le na mere dudhu pi jiss tarah bachpan me pita ta ..”maa ne apne madmast chuchiyo ko mere hotho me de diya …
Maine b aaturta se unke thos unat chuchiyo ko muh me le kar chublana suru kar diya…mai maa ko dekhna chahta ta …maine aankh p bane patiyo ko hatani chahi…
Maa ne hath pakar liye…”maa mai aapko dekhna chahta hu..”
“Beta apni man ki aankho se dekh na maine kab mna kiya hai tujhe par iss parde ko mat hata…varna teri maa ko sarm aayegi na kya tu chahta hai ki teri maa apnne bete se sarmaiyee…”
“Nai maa aapko mujhse sarmane ki koi jarurat nai…”
“Toh firr jidd mat kar aur jo ji me aaye kar apni maa k sath …”
Mai maa k jism se chipat gaya…aur unke unat chuchiyo ko masalne lag gaya …mere mastisk me maa ki vai gulabi gundhiya nach raii tii..mai maa ki chuchiyo ko aanthe ki trah gundhne me laga ta..
“Aaahhhhhh beta aaram se daba …bari najik hai ye..inhe pyar se karte hai tab toh mera raja beta dudhu piyega apni maa ka …(mai maa k kahte unhe haulle haulle dabane lag gaya..)…ha aaise hi aaram se ….chus …(tabhi maine maa ki chuchiyo ko halka daat me le khicha toh rubber k sponze ki trahh uth gai..)…aaaahhhhhhhh beta sararat nai pyar se kar…ab bhi teri sararat nai gai…
Mai maa ki ek hi chuchi ko pakar unhe daba daba kar aam ki trah chunse lag gaya….jaise aaj inka sara ras chus jaunga…
Tabhi maa ne mere sar ko pakar alag kiya…”aaaahhhhhhh beta isse b toh chus iska dudhu nai piyega kya …”
“Ha maa piyunga na pura piyunga katra katra tak chus jaunga..”
“Ha beta toh chus na tere liye hi toh teri maa tere niche leti hai re …paglee …chus jitna ji chahe chus mera ek hi toh raja beta hai vo nai piyega mere dudhu toh kaun piyega …”
Mai maa ki dusri chuchi ko pakar kar unpar tut para …
Kabhi m@sal unke chuchak ko daat se pakar khichta toh kabhi aam ki trah usse masal masal kar unke sara ras chus jana chahta ta mai…
Tabhi maa ne dhakade kar mumujhe hata diya mai aas pass dhundhne lag gaya kaha gai meri Maa
“Maa …maa…kaha ho maa…”
“Yai hu tere pass beta ruk ja ”
Maa mere lund k upar apni chut rakh kar baith gai andar nai liya..vo jhuk kar aage ki traf hui aur mere hatho me mere dudhu ko de diya…
“Le beta le masal inhe inhi ko khoj raha ta na tu…”mai maa k sampurna sareer ko chu kar unki chavi ko apnne antarman me jivant karnee laga…”
“Kyakar raha hai paglee…”…maa ki khanakti aawaj mere kanno me pari..
“Aapko aonne man me utar raha hu maa aapko mahsus kar raha hu mai…”
Tabhi maa ne mere lund p apni paniyai garam bhaap chorti bur ko ghisna suru kar diya…
Mere hoto se masti me siskari futt gai…”aaaaahhhhhhhhhh maaaaaaa”
Maine maa ki chuchiyo p apnne hath le kar apnne upar khicha maa khichi khichi mere upar chali aayi…
“Aah beta aaram se kar maa yai hai tere pass ..”
“Maa mujhe aapke hotho ka ras peena hai …”
“Kisne mna mnaakiya beta pi na jo ji me aai aai…kar..dekh tere liye teri maa chinal ban gai kaise randiyo jaisi tere upar apni chut ragar rai hai…”
“Nai maa …aap randi nai mere liye devi ki trah pujniye ti aur rahogi. Ab mujhe tript karo maa…”
Maa ne apne surmai hotho ko mere havale kar diya ..mai unke hotho p tut para kabse pyasa ta mai inke liye…jitni betabi se mai chusta utni hhi betabi maa k andar b ti…
Dono bina ruke ek dusree ko chuste rai maa ke hath jaha mere sar me ghum rai tee toh mere hath unke jism p nach raii te
Jab tak hamar ssas na fulle hamne ek dusree ko chora nai…
Hamari sans yu full rai ti mano millo daur lagai ho..kuch deer tak maa mere seene p sar rakh sans durust karti rahi…
Tabhi maa khasakti hui upar aai aur mere naak p khuch bhini bhinni si khusbu aayi…
“Beta ye teri janm asthali hai inhe b mahsus kar ..”
Maa ka kahna tha ki mai unki kamras se labalab chut ko chus chus kar chatne lag gaya….
Maa ki siskari tejj ho chali….
Mujhe jidhar man karta udhar chatta unke ubhar se hi mujhe jo kuch b mahsus ho raha ta usi me duba ta mai…
“Bas beta rahne de ..ab bas b kar ab mujhe tere laurre ki jarrurat hai beta…”
“Abhi mera man nai bhara maa..”mai maa k ras ko chus chus kar ek ek katra unki pani ka samet lena chahta ta par iss amritras ka srot toh jaise khatm honne ka nam hi nai le raha ta..mai jitna chusta vo aur bhar jati…
“Ye kabhi khatm nai hoga bete ab bas kar …dee…aaaaaaahhhh siiiiiiiiiiiii..”
Maa mere upar se uthkar bagal me lett gai..
Mujhe hath se pakar upar aane ko kaha …”beta aa deer mat kar bhar de uss jagah ko jaha se kabhi tu iss duniya me aaya ta …”
Maa ne hath se pakar mere laure ko apni paniyai burr ka rasta dikhaya aur mai uss raste p badhta chala gaya…
Aakhir maa ka dikhaya rasta ta mai kaise na badhta…
“Aaaaahhhhhh beta ruk ja jara” vo hath neeche kar sayad ye dekh rai ti kitna bahar rah gaya..unki chut kuch yu jakre ti jaise mere laurre ka dam nikal kar hi manegi……
To be CONTINUED..
