Gaon se Mumbai aayi randi maa ko beta ne chhote kamre mein chipak kar choda. Roz nahate, chusate, pelte – 4 mahine ki pyasi chut ko 8 inch ke land ne faad diya. Wild desi maa-beta incest masti!
Dosto, mera naam Amit hai. Main Uttar Pradesh ke ek chhote se gaon se belong karta hoon. Abhi meri umar 20 saal ki hai. Mera height 5 feet 10 inch hai, aur body gym jaane ki wajah se kaafi fit aur muscular hai. Mera lund 7 inch ka hai, jo mujhe confident feel karata hai. Ghar mein sirf teen log hain – main, meri mom, aur mere dada ji. Mere papa ka accident mein death ho gaya tha jab main chhota tha, isliye hum teeno hi ek saath rehte hain.Yeh lusty hindi stories app lustystories par padh rhe ho.
Meri mom ka naam Sunita hai. Unki age 40 saal hai, height 5 feet 4 inch, aur woh dikhti hain bilkul kisi hot actress ki tarah – fair skin, lambe baal, aur figure jo kisi ko bhi attract kar le. Unka jism tight aur curvy hai, boobs bade aur hips wide, jo gaon mein bhi logon ki nazar chura leti hain. Woh gaon ki hone ke bawajood modern soch wali hain, aur mere saamne openly baatein karti hain, even sex ke bare mein. Kabhi kabhi toh woh mere saamne hi kapde change kar leti hain, jaise main abhi bhi unka chhota baccha hoon.
Yeh kahani us time ki hai jab main school mein 12th class mein tha. Tab humein pata chala ki mere dada ji ka kisi aur aurat se chakkar chal raha hai. Gaon mein yeh baat fail gayi, aur ghar mein roz jhagde hone lage. Mom aur dada ji ke beech tension badh gayi. Asal mein, mere papa ke death ke baad mom aur dada ji ke beech physical relation ban gaya tha, kyunki dada ji strong the aur mom ko satisfy karte the. Lekin dada ji tharki type ke aadmi hain, unhein hamesha nayi ladkiyon ya auraton ki talash rehti hai. Woh apne paise gaon ki randiyon par udaate the, aur yeh baat mom ko bardasht nahi hui. Is jhagde ke baad mom ne dada ji se doori bana li, aur unki sex life ruk gayi. Mom ko yeh sab sehna mushkil ho raha tha, kyunki woh young aur hot thi, aur unki needs strong thi.
Main us time se hi mom ko notice karta tha. Unki madak figure, unki hansi, unki khuli baatein – sab mujhe excite karti thi. Gaon mein rehkar main sharmila type ka ladka tha, friends kam the, aur girlfriend toh kabhi bani hi nahi. Lekin mere andar sex ki bhook bahut thi. Mom ko dekhkar main bathroom mein jaakar muth maarta tha, unki bra ya panty soongh kar imagine karta tha. Unki chut ki khushboo mere dimag mein basi rehti thi. Main sochta tha ki ek din unhe chodunga, lekin himmat nahi hoti thi.
Fir main bada hua, aur medical entrance exam ki preparation ke liye Mumbai aa gaya. Gaon se city mein shift hona mushkil tha. Yahan ki life fast hai, log alag, aur main akela feel karta tha. Hostel expensive tha, isliye main ek chhote se room mein rehta tha – single bed, small kitchen, aur attached bathroom. Khana banana seekh liya, lekin tabiyat kharab hone lagi. Ek din mom se phone par baat hui, maine bataya ki yahan man nahi lag raha, bimaar pad raha hoon. Mom ne kaha ki dada ji ab ghar mein akeli hone par un par haath uthaate hain, force karte hain. Yeh sunkar mujhe gussa aaya, aur maine mom se kaha, “Mom, aap Mumbai aa jao. Main manage kar lunga. Yahan rehne se aap safe rahogi, aur mere kaam bhi ho jayenge – khana, safai, sab. Paise bhi bachenge.”
Mom pehle hesitate ki, lekin fir maan gayi. Asal mein, mere man mein yeh plan tha ki mom ko paas laakar unhe seduce karunga. Unki needs ko samajh kar main unhe satisfy karunga. Ek hafte baad mom Mumbai pahunch gayi, apne kapde aur zaruri saman lekar. Room dekhkar woh boli, “Beta, yeh toh bahut chhota hai. Do log kaise adjust karenge? Naya room le lete hain.” Maine kaha, “Mom, yahan rent bahut high hai. Hum adjust kar lenge. Bed par saath so lenge, jaise gaon mein soya karte the.” Woh hanskar maan gayi.
Pehli raat hi mushkil thi. Bed chhota tha, hum dono chipak kar lete. Mom nighty pehenti thi, thin fabric wali, aur Mumbai ki garmi mein main sirf boxer mein sota tha. Unki body ki garmi, unki saans, unke boobs mere chest se touch kar rahe the – mera lund tan gaya. Main so nahi paya, raat bhar karvatein badalta raha.
Subah utha toh mom kitchen mein chai bana rahi thi. Unhone kaha, “Beta, fresh ho ja. Aaj main tujhe nahlaungi, dekh kitna thaka hua lag raha hai.” Main sharma gaya, lekin haan bol diya. Bathroom mein gaya, boxer pehenkar baith gaya. Mom aayi, bucket se pani daalne lagi. Unki nighty geeli hone lagi, andar bra nahi thi, nipples dikhe. Mera lund khada ho gaya, main baithkar chhupane laga.
Mom ne sabun lagaya, back saaf ki, chest par haath ferne lagi. Fir boli, “Khada ho ja, pet aur legs saaf kar du.” Maine mana kiya, kyunki tent bana hua tha. Woh gussa hui, “Arre, mom se sharma mat. Khada ho!” Main khada hua, aur boxer se mera 7 inch ka lund bulge dikha. Mom ki nazar wahan gayi, woh shock hui, “Oh my god, itna bada… tere papa se bhi zyada.” Unhone haskar kaha, “Koi baat nahi, tu mera beta hai.” Lekin unki aankhein wahan tik gayi. Main samajh gaya, woh 4-5 mahino se nahi chudi thi, unki chut mein khujli ho rahi thi.
Us din se humara routine ban gaya. Roz saath nahana, mom mere body ko touch karti, main unki. Main unki bra-panty bathroom mein dekhta, muth maarta, aur maal un par chod deta. Mom notice karti, lekin kuch nahi bolti. Ek baar unhone panty pehenkar boli, “Yeh geeli kyun hai?” Fir haskar chhod di. Main samajh gaya, green signal mil gaya. Ab main wait kar raha tha right moment ka.
Ek din sham ko, main study kar raha tha. Mom ne kaha, “Beta, back mein dard hai. Massage kar de.” Main khush hua, bed par let gayi woh, nighty upar ki. Unki smooth skin, panty dikhi. Main massage karne laga, haath neeche le jata. Mom moan karne lagi, “Ahh, wahan zor se.” Main unki gaand par haath ferne laga, fir thighs par. Unhone mana nahi kiya. Main bold hua, panty ke andar haath daala. Woh sihar gayi, “Beta, yeh kya kar raha hai?” Lekin rukne nahi boli. Main ungli se unki chut touch ki, geeli thi. Woh boli, “Ruk mat, continue kar.”
Main unhe palta, kiss karne laga. Mom ne respond kiya, passionately. Hum dono nange ho gaye. Unke boobs masalne laga, nipples chuse. Woh aahen bharne lagi, “Beta, kitna achha lag raha hai. Tere dada ne toh kabhi itna pyar se nahi kiya.” Maine kaha, “Mom, ab main hoon na. Aapki har khwahish puri karunga.” Woh hasi, “Tera lund dekhkar se hi man kar raha tha. Kitna mota hai.”
Fir hum 69 position mein aaye. Woh mera lund chusne lagi, main unki chut chatne laga. Unki chut clean shaved thi, taste amazing. 10 minute baad main jhad gaya, unke muh mein. Woh swallow kar gayi, boli, “Yummy, beta. Ab meri baari.” Maine unhe bed par litaya, legs failaye. Apna lund unki chut par ragda, fir dheere se andar daala. Woh chillayi, “Aah, dard ho raha hai. Itna bada hai.” Lekin fir adjust ho gayi, “Zor se kar, fad de meri chut.”
Main pump karne laga, fast. Room mein awaazein gunj rahi thi – pach pach. Mom gaaliyan dene lagi, “Madarchod, chod mujhe. Teri randi mom hoon main.” Maine bhi kaha, “Saali kutiya, le mera lund. Ab roz chudegi.” 15 minute baad woh jhad gayi, unka paani bahar aaya. Fir maine position change ki, doggy style mein. Unki gaand mein ungli daali, fir lund chut mein. Woh maze le rahi thi, “Beta, gaand bhi try kar ek din.” Main zor se dhakke maarta raha, fir jhad gaya andar.
Us raat hum thak kar so gaye, lekin subah uthkar fir shuru. Mom ne breakfast banaya, nangi hi. Humne kitchen mein quickie kiya. Ab humara relation badal gaya – mom aur beta se zyada lovers jaise. Roz naye positions try karte, role play karte. Ek baar mom ne kaha, “Beta, tere dada ko pata chala toh kya hoga?” Maine kaha, “Mom, ab hum Mumbai mein hain, free hain. Unki fikar mat karo.”
Kuch mahine baad, main NEET crack kar liya, medical college mil gaya. Mom mere saath hi rahi, humne bada room liya. Ab life perfect thi – padhai, sex, pyar. Mom khush thi, main bhi. Yeh hamari secret kahani hai, jo sirf hum dono jaante hain. Gaon se door, city ki azadi mein hum jee rahe the apni zindagi.
Lekin ek din dada ji ka call aaya, woh bol rahe the ki mom ko wapas bula rahe hain. Mom ne mana kar diya, kaha ki ab woh yahin rehengi. Dada ji gussa hue, lekin humne ignore kiya. Ab humara ghar Mumbai hi ban gaya. Mom ne part-time job shuru ki, main college jaata. Raat ko hum celebrate karte, wild sex karte. Mom boli, “Beta, tu mera asli mard hai. Tere bina ab nahi reh sakti.”
Ek weekend hum beach par gaye, wahan mom bikini mein dikhi, main unhe dekhkar excite hua. Wapas room aakar humne shower sex kiya. Pani ke neeche, unki body geeli, main unhe wall par dabakar choda. Woh chillati rahi, “Zor se, Amit! Meri jaan le le.” Main bhi full speed mein tha.
Fir ek din mom pregnant ho gayi. Hum shock hue, lekin khush bhi. Maine kaha, “Mom, yeh hamara baccha hai. Hum manage kar lenge.” Woh royi, boli, “Beta, society kya kahegi?” Maine kaha, “Hum chhod denge sab, nayi jagah shift ho jayenge.” Humne plan banaya, baccha paida hone ke baad hum Goa shift hue, wahan naya life start kiya. Mom ne bacche ko janam diya, ek ladka. Ab hum family ban gaye – unconventional, lekin pyar bhari.
Dosto, Goa mein settle hone ke baad humari life bilkul alag ho gayi thi. Hum ek chhote se beachside cottage mein rehne lage, jahan subah uthkar samundar ki awaaz sunai deti thi. Mom ab 42 saal ki ho chuki thi, lekin unka jism ab bhi waise hi tight aur attractive tha – pregnancy ke baad bhi unke curves aur zyada sexy lagte the. Baccha ab 2 saal ka ho gaya tha, naam rakh diya tha humne Aryan. Woh din bhar khelta rehta, aur raat ko hum dono ke liye perfect time mil jata.
Mom ne Goa mein ek small boutique khol di thi – ladies ke kapde aur accessories bechti thi. Tourist season mein business achha chalta, aur woh khush rehti. Main ab MBBS second year mein tha, college Goa ke hi ek medical college mein tha, toh commute bhi easy tha. Padhai ke pressure mein bhi mom meri har tension door kar deti thi. Raat ko jab Aryan so jata, hum dono bedroom mein apna time spend karte.
Ek raat yaad hai, bahar heavy rain ho rahi thi, bijli chali gayi thi. Mom ne candle jala di, aur hum bed par let gaye. Woh red silk nighty pehni hui thi, jo unke fair skin par chamak rahi thi. Maine unhe hug kiya, unki neck par kiss karne laga. Woh hanskar boli, “Beta, Aryan uth jayega toh?” Maine kaha, “Woh deep sleep mein hai, aaj toh full maza karenge.” Unhone meri t-shirt utari, mere chest par haath ferne lagi, “Tera body din ba din aur strong ho raha hai. Doctor banega toh ladkiyan line laga dengi.” Maine hasa, “Mom, mujhe sirf ek hi chahiye – tum.”
Fir main unki nighty upar ki, unki panty utari. Unki chut ab bhi waise hi pink aur inviting thi. Maine unhe lick karna shuru kiya, dheere dheere clit par tongue ghumata hua. Woh moan karne lagi, haath mere baalon mein daal kar dabane lagi, “Ahh Amit… kitna expert ho gaya hai tu… aah zor se chat.” Main ungliyan bhi daal di, G-spot target karke. Kuch minute mein woh jhad gayi, unka paani mere muh mein aa gaya. Woh thak kar let gayi, lekin aankhon mein abhi bhi bhook thi.
Maine apna lund nikala, jo full hard tha. Mom ne haath mein pakda, slowly stroke karne lagi, “Yeh toh har baar aur bada lagta hai. Chal, aaj reverse cowgirl try karte hain.” Woh upar aayi, meri taraf muh karke baith gayi. Unki gaand mere saamne thi, maine uspar thappad maara. Woh hasi, “Badmaash… ab daal na.” Unhone hips uthaye, aur mera lund apni chut mein le liya. Dheere dheere bounce karne lagi. Main neeche se dhakke mar raha tha, unki gaand hil rahi thi. Woh tez tez upar neeche ho rahi thi, boobs bounce kar rahe the. Maine unke nipples pinch kiye, woh chillayi, “Haan beta… aise hi… tod de mujhe!”
Kuch der baad maine unhe palta, missionary position mein aa gaya. Legs shoulders par rakh kar deep penetration kiya. Har thrust se woh aahen bhar rahi thi, “Madarchod… itna gehra… aah mar gayi… lekin ruk mat!” Main speed badhata gaya, bed hilne laga. Fir maine unki gaand mein ungli daali, double stimulation se woh pagal ho gayi. Woh fir se jhad gayi, is baar bahut zor se. Main bhi control nahi kar paya, unke andar hi jhad gaya, garam maal unki chut bhar diya.
Hum dono paseene se tar-batar the. Mom ne mujhe kiss kiya, boli, “Beta, tu mera sab kuch hai. Yeh life bina tere boring hoti.” Maine kaha, “Mom, hum hamesha saath rahenge. Aryan bada hoga, hum usko achhe se palaayenge, aur raat ko yeh masti continue rahegi.”
Agla kuch time aur bhi mazedaar tha. Ek baar humne private beach par midnight picnic plan kiya. Raat ke 1 baje, Aryan ko dost ke ghar chhod aaye the. Beach khali tha, sirf waves ki awaaz. Mom ne bikini pehni thi – black color ki, jo unke curves ko highlight kar rahi thi. Humne blanket bichhaya, wine pi, aur fir wild ho gaye. Samundar ke kinare par maine unhe doggy style mein choda, pani unke pairon tak aa raha tha. Woh chillati rahi, “Amit… yahan… koi dekh lega!” Maine kaha, “Dekh le, main teri mom ko chod raha hoon, proud feel karunga.” Unhone haskar kaha, “Tu sach mein badal gaya hai… mera tharki beta.”
Us raat humne teen baar sex kiya – beach par, fir cottage mein shower ke neeche, aur finally bed par slow passionate lovemaking. Mom boli, “Beta, kabhi socha nahi tha ki meri zindagi itni khushnuma ho jayegi. Gaon mein toh bas suffer kar rahi thi, ab yahan freedom hai, pyar hai, masti hai.”
Aaj bhi jab main college se thaka harkar ghar aata hoon, mom mujhe hug karti hai, khana khilati hai, aur raat ko apne andar le leti hai. Aryan ab samajhne laga hai, lekin hum careful rehte hain. Humne decide kiya hai ki jab woh thoda bada ho jayega, hum officially ek saath rehne ka tareeka nikaal lenge – shayad abroad shift ho jayenge jahan log judge nahi karte.
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