Sauteli maa Anjali ne humein pal-posa, par raaton mein woh netaon ke land leti thi. Uske garam saansein, geeli chut aur chudai ka jadoo ne mujhe bhi usi raaste par daal diya – ab main bhi uski tarah har chhed mein laund leti hoon.
Main Ankita hoon. Aaj main aapke saamne apni zindagi ki ek aisi kahani laayi hoon jo shayad aapko hairaan kar degi. Yeh kahani hai meri sauteli maa Anjali ki, jo meri zindagi ko pal pal sambhalti rahi, lekin ek din uski sacchai ne mujhe bhi usi raaste par daal diya. Yeh kahani pyaar, dhokhe, majbooriyon aur chunautiyon se bhari hai. Chaliye shuruaat se shuru karte hain.
Meri umar jab sirf paanch saal ki thi, tab meri sagi maa ka dehant ho gaya. Woh ek bimari se ladti rahi, lekin haar gayi. Mere papa, jo ek chhote vyapari the, bilkul toot gaye. Ghar mein sirf main aur papa reh gaye. Papa ne mujhe sambhalne ki bahut koshish ki, lekin ek akeli beti ko palna unke liye mushkil tha. Un dinon hamara parivaar, jaise daada-daadi aur chacha-chachi, hamare saath the, lekin woh log papa par dabav daalte the ki dusri shaadi kar lo.
Ek saal baad, papa ne Anjali se shaadi kar li. Anjali ek vidhva thi, jiski ek beti thi – meri sauteli behen, jo mujhse do saal chhoti thi. Us waqt uska naam Rekha tha, lekin hum dono behne ek dusre ko sirf behen hi bulaati thi. Anjali maa sundar thi, lambi, gori, aur uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi. Woh hamare ghar aayi to jaise ghar mein nayi roshni aa gayi. Papa khush rehne lage, aur main bhi Anjali maa ko apni maa maan kar pyaar karne lagi. Woh mujhe god mein baitha kar kahaniyan sunati, khana khilati, aur school ke liye taiyar karti.
Lekin yeh khushi zyada der nahi chali. Parivaar walon ko papa ki dusri shaadi bilkul pasand nahi aayi. Unka kehna tha ki Anjali ek ‘bahar wali’ hai, aur uski beti ko hamare khandaan mein jagah nahi. Bahut jhagde hue, aur aakhirkaar parivaar ne papa se saare rishte tod diye. Ab ham chaar log – papa, Anjali maa, main aur meri behen – apna chhota sa parivaar the. Papa ne sabko sambhalne ki koshish ki, lekin unki sehat bigadti gayi.
Shaadi ke sirf ek saal baad, papa ka ek bhayanak accident ho gaya. Woh apni dukaan se lautte hue sadak par gir gaye, aur hospital pahunchne se pehle hi chal base. Us din ki yaad aaj bhi mujhe rula deti hai. Main aur behen ro ro kar behaal ho gayi. Anjali maa ne humein sambhala, lekin parivaar wale unki maut par bhi nahi aaye. Unka kehna tha ki Anjali ne papa ke kaan bhare the, aur unhone parivaar se door kar diya tha. Sach to yeh tha ki Anjali maa ne sirf papa ko samjhaaya tha ki parivaar ke jhagdon se door raho, taaki ham sab shaanti se jee sakein.
Papa ke jaane ke baad, hamari zindagi bilkul badal gayi. Anjali maa ne faisla kiya ki hum us purane shehar ko chhod kar naye shehar mein jaayenge. Chandigarh se door, ek chhote shehar mein humne kiraye ka makaan liya. Paisa bahut kam tha. Papa ki dukaan bech kar jo thoda bahut mila, usse ghar chalana mushkil tha. Anjali maa ne naukri dhundhni shuru ki. Jaldi hi unhein ek factory mein kaam mil gaya – subah se shaam tak machine chalana. Hum dono behnon ka admission sarkari school mein karwa diya. School ki fees kam thi, aur humne man maar liya. Main sochti thi, maa itni mehnat karti hai, hum kyun na sah len.
Ek saal guzar gaya. Factory ki naukri se ghar ka kharcha mushkil se chalta tha. Anjali maa thak kar ghar aati, lekin humein kabhi shikayat nahi karne deti. Ek din unhone bataaya ki unhone naukri chhod di hai. Ab woh ghar ghar jaakar khana banayengi – catering jaisa kaam. Hum soch rahe the ki yeh kaam to aur mushkil hai, lekin maa ne kaha, “Zyada paisa milega, betiyon. Tum log padho, main sab sambhal lungi.”
Aur sach mein, teen mahinon mein hi hamari kismat palat gayi. Maa ne ek touch screen wala phone kharid liya – us waqt yeh bahut badi baat thi. Hamara school badal gaya, private school mein admission ho gaya. Fees zyada thi, lekin maa keh rahi thi ki catering ka kaam chal raha hai. Aas-paas ke log baatein karne lage – “Anjali itni jaldi ameer kaise ho gayi?” Lekin hum behnon ne dhyan nahi diya. Hum khush the ki ab humare paas naye kapde, khilone aur accha khana tha.
Kuch mahine baad, makaan maalik ek din gusse mein aaya. “Makaan khali karo, tum logon ki wajah se mohalle mein badnaami ho rahi hai.” Maa chup rahi. Fir woh maalik ke paas gayi, aur na jaane kya baat ki. Uske baad maalik chup ho gaya. Ab woh kabhi bhi hamare ghar aata, aur maa uske saath baatein karti. Maa phone par hamesha lagi rehti – kis se baatein, humein nahi pata. Do saal baad, humne woh makaan chhod diya aur naye makaan mein shift ho gaye.
Waqt beetne laga. Hum dono behne jawan hone lagi. Main ab 18 saal ki ho chuki thi, school khatam kar college mein admission lene wali thi. Behen abhi school mein thi. Hamare paas ab kafi paisa tha – humne apna khud ka do kamron ka makaan kharid liya, shehar se door, shaant jagah par. Us makaan mein shift hone ke din se hi, ghar mein alag alag mard aane jaane lage. Kabhi businessman, kabhi sarkari afsar. Maa keh rahi thi, “Yeh log nayi job ke clients hain, meeting ke liye aate hain.”
Mujhe shak hone laga. Ek din college ka half day tha, main jaldi ghar pahunchi. Apne kamre mein let gayi. Meri behen bhi jaldi aa gayi aur so gayi. Kuch der baad, maa aayi – saath mein ek police adhikari. Unki awaaz sun kar main uthi. Maa usko paani diya, fir apne kamre mein le gayi. Mujhse raha nahi gaya. Main chupke se unke kamre ke paas gayi, darwaaje ke chhed se jhaankne lagi.
Andar ka nazara dekh kar meri saansein ruk gayi. Maa ne tight jeans aur safed top pehna tha. Us top mein unki choochiyan bahut badi aur attractive lag rahi thi. Woh police wala maa ke choochiyon ko kas kar daba raha tha, aur dono ek dusre ko passionately kiss kar rahe the. Maa ka haath uski pant par tha, woh uske land ko sahla rahi thi. Dono ki saansein tez thi.
Fir usne maa ke honton ko chhoda aur top ke upar se hi choochiyon ko chaatne laga. Maa ki gaand daba raha tha. Maa sisak rahi thi – “Ahh… ahh… aur zor se…” Woh mast ho rahi thi. Usne maa ka top upar kiya, bra dikhi. Bra ke upar se hi choochiyon ko dabaane laga. Maa kasmasa rahi thi. Fir top utar diya, maa bra mein thi. Usne zor zor se dabaaya, maa ki choochiyan itni moti thi ki jaise n ichod raha ho.
Maa ne uski pant ki chain kholi, andar haath daala, land sahlaane lagi. Usne bra kholi, choochiyan nangi ho gayi. Bari bari se muh mein le kar choosne laga. Maa garam ho gayi, sisakariyan bhar rahi thi. Kafi der tak choosne ke baad, usne maa ki jeans kholi. Jeans tight thi, mushkil se nikali. Ab maa panty mein thi. Usne panty par hi chut sahlaani shuru ki. Maa usse lipat gayi, gaand aage karke ragad rahi thi.
Fir usne maa ko bed par gira diya, panty utar di. Maa poori nangi thi, taangein faila kar leti. Police wala neeche baith kar chut chaatne laga. Maa chillane lagi – “Ahh… ueei… andar tak… aur karo… ohh…” Kafi der tak chaata. Meri chut bhi geeli ho gayi. Yeh pehli baar tha jab maine aisa dekha.
Fir usne maa ko baitha diya, khud khada hua. Uska land underwear mein tana tha. Maa ke sir ko daba diya, maa daanton se kaatne lagi. Usne choochiyon ko bheench diya. Fir underwear utara, land muh mein de diya. Maa teji se choosne lagi. Woh maa ke muh ko chod raha tha. Kai minute tak chuswaya.
Fir dono 69 position mein ho gaye. Dono ek dusre ko kha rahe the. Ekdam se woh ruk gaya, veerya maa ke muh mein nikal gaya. Maa boli, “Itni jaldi? Ab jaldi khada karo, meri chut mein aag hai.” Woh bola, “Randi, sabr rakh. Teri chut fadunga.” Maa muskurayi, fir land chusne lagi. Das minute baad land tana.
Usne maa ko patka, taangein failayi, chut par land ghisa. Maa boli, “Ab chod lo, sah nahi sakti.” Woh bola, “Chup, randi.” Fir land daal diya, chodna shuru. Maa ahh ahh kar rahi thi. Pat pat ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Main apni chut masal rahi thi.
Fir maa upar aayi, land par baith kar uchalne lagi. Usne gaand pakdi, uchaal raha tha. Maa choochiyan masal rahi thi. Kaafi der chudi, fir ghodi bani. Peeche se land daala, kutte ki tarah choda. Choochiyan bheench raha tha, gaand par thappad maar raha tha. Chat chat ki awaaz se main uttejit ho gayi. Meri panty geeli thi.
20 minute baad, woh jhad gaya, chut mein paani chhod diya. Dono thak kar lete. Fir darwaaza nahi khula. Main intzaar karti rahi. Das minute baad, fir siskaariyan. Jhanka to gaand mein land tha. Woh baal pakad kar gaand chod raha tha. Maa chill rahi thi. Kafi der baad jhad gaya.
Fir woh utha, kapde pehne. Maa nangi thi, boli, “Sahab, woh case kaat do.” Woh bola, “Randi, mere MLA doston se chud pehle.” Maa maan gayi. Fir woh chala gaya.
Us din ke baad, ghar mein neta, MLA aane lage. Maa high class ban gayi. Rahan-sahan badal gaya. Fir maa ne NGO shuru kiya – mahilaon ki madad ke naam par. Asal mein parlour tha, jahaan majboor ladkiyan aati, maa unhein sex dhande mein laga deti. Network bada ho gaya. Maa ek badi randi thi.
Ek din, maine maa ki mail ID kholi – maine hi banayi thi. Wahaan Hindi sex kahani site par uski kahaniyan padhi. Tab pata chala, yeh sab kitna gehra hai. Maa ne mujhe bhi ismein shaamil kar diya. Pehle shak, fir curiosity, fir main bhi clients ke saath. Ab main bhi usi raaste par hoon.
Meri behen abhi padh rahi hai, lekin maa usko bhi lagayegi. Ab sochti hoon, maa ne hamari parvarish ke liye yeh sab kiya, ya apne maze ke liye? Kya majboori thi, ya chunav? Maa kis had tak sahi hai? Aap bataiye, friends. Yeh kahani khatam hoti hai, lekin sawal baaki hain.
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