Mera naam Rahul hai, umar 24 saal. Main Rampur gaon mein rehta hu. Mere papa shehar mein job karte hai aur mahine mein sirf kuch din ghar aate hai. Meri maa Vandana (44 saal) bahut sundar hai – gori rangat, lambe kaale baal, badi naram aankhein aur ek mature, bhari-bhari jawani (38-30-40). Wo hamesha saree mein rehti hai aur bahut sharmili hai.
Main photography ka bahut shaukeen hu. College mein main DSLR camera lekar ghoomta rehta hu. Ek din maa ne mujhe dekhte hue kaha, “Rahul beta, tu itni sundar-sundar photos kheenchta hai. Mujhe bhi photography sikha na. Main akeli rehti hu, time pass ho jayega.”
Main muskuraya aur bola, “Theek hai Maa, main aapko sikhaunga. Lekin practice ke liye pose dena padega, aur thoda comfortable hona padega.”
Us din se har shaam maa mujhe photography seekhne ke bahane bulati thi. Pehle din maine unko basic baatein batayi – light, angle, framing. Maa ne cream rang ki light cotton saree pehni hui thi. Jab wo pose dene ke liye khadi hui, maine camera uthaya.
“Maa, thoda side mein muh karo. Pallu thoda adjust karo,” maine kaha.
Maa ne pallu theek kiya, lekin main ne dheere se kaha, “Maa, photo mein natural look aane ke liye pallu thoda aur neeche karo. Haa, aise.”
Pallu thoda sarak gaya aur maa ki kamar saaf dikhne lagi. Maa sharma kar boli, “Beta… ye theek hai kya?”
Maine camera se photo kheenchte hue kaha, “Bahut sundar lag rahi ho Maa. Ab thoda smile karo, aur hath ko waist par rakh do.”
Doosre din main ne unko indoor shoot sikhaya. Drawing room mein light adjust karke maine kaha, “Maa, aaj blouse wali pose try karte hai. Blouse ke upar se shoulders dikhane ke liye pallu side mein karo.”
Maa ne pallu side mein kiya. Blouse tight tha, choochiyon ka ubhaar saaf dikh raha tha. Main ne camera se zoom kiya aur bola, “Maa, bahut acha hai. Ab thoda aur comfortable ho jao. Blouse ke hook thoda loose kar sakte ho. Photo mein natural glow aayega.”
Maa sharma kar boli, “Rahul beta… ye bahut personal ho raha hai.”
Maine dheere se unke paas jaa kar kaha, “Maa, photography mein trust zaroori hai. Aap mujh par trust karo. Main sirf beautiful photos le raha hu. Aap bahut sundar ho.”
Teesre din main ne unko “Artistic nude” style sikhane ka bahana banaya. Maine kaha,
“Maa, professional photography mein artists apne models ko comfortable banate hai. Aaj hum light draping try karte hai. Saree ke pallu ko sirf shoulders par rakh kar.”
Maa ne dheere se pallu neeche kiya. Blouse ke upar se unki choochiyan ka ubhaar bahut sundar dikh raha tha. Main camera se photo kheenchte hue unke paas aa gaya aur bola, “Maa… aap bahut sexy lag rahi ho. Ab blouse ke ek-do hook khol do. Light shadow acha aayega.”
Maa ka chehra laal ho gaya. Unhone dheere se blouse ke do hook khol diye. Dono badi choochiyon ka gehra cleavage saaf dikh raha tha. Maine unke kaan mein dheere se kaha,
“Maa… aapki ye narmi, aapki ye curves, camera mein bahut khubsoorat lag rahi hai. Aapko sharmane ki zaroorat nahi. Main aapka beta hu, lekin aaj main aapko artist ki nazar se dekh raha hu.”
Maa ki saans tez ho gayi. Unhone dheere se kaha,
“Rahul beta… tu mera beta hai. Lekin ye closeness… Maa ko bahut ajeeb aur garam feel ho raha hai.”
Drawing room mein table lamp ki halki, peeli, romantic roshni thi. Maa ki cream saree ab bilkul geeli ho chuki thi aur badan se itni chipak rahi thi jaise wo khud hi mera invitation ban gayi ho. Blouse ke saare hook khul chuke the. Dono badi, gol, naram choochiyan baahar aa chuki thi – unke nipples tight aur khade ho chuke the, jaise mera har sparsh unhe bula raha ho.
Main ne camera side mein rakh diya aur maa ke bilkul paas aa gaya. Unka pallu poora neeche gira diya. Maa sharma kar apne hatho se choochiyon ko dhakne lagi. Lekin maine unke hath pakad kar bahut dheere se neeche kiya.
“Maa… sharmao mat. Aaj hum sirf photoshoot nahi kar rahe. Main aapko apni nazron se, apne hatho se, apni jeebh se dekh raha hu. Aap bahut khubsoorat ho. Bahut pyaari ho. Bahut garam ho.”
Maa ki saans tez aur garam ho rahi thi. Unhone dheere se, saans rok kar kaha, “Rahul beta… tu mera beta hai. Ye sab dekhna, chhua… Maa ko bahut sharam aa rahi hai. Lekin andar se ek ajeeb si pyaas jag rahi hai. Maa khud ko rok nahi paa rahi.”
Main ne unke dono choochiyon ko hatho mein liya aur bahut pyar se, bahut dheere se sehlane laga – unki narmi, unki garami, unka weight ko ek-ek karke feel kar raha tha. Fir maine ek nipple ko apni jeebh ki tip se sirf halka sa chhua. Uske baad uske charo taraf ghumaya. Fir muh mein lekar bahut dheere, bahut pyar se choosne laga. Jeebh se ghumata hua, kabhi sirf jeebh se sehlata, kabhi halka sa kaat-ta, kabhi nipple ko muh mein lekar dheere se choosta.
Maa tadap uthi, unki kamar upar uth rahi thi, unki awaaz mein ek madhur si cheekh thi, “Aaahhh… Rahul beta… aur pyar se. Maa ki choochiyan bahut sensitive ho rahi hai. Aaahhh… unhe jeebh se sehla… halka sa kaato… doosri bhi mat bhoolna. Maa ko dono taraf se pyar do.”
Main ne dono choochiyon ko baari-baari pyar se choosa – jeebh se chatkaarte hue ghumaya. Hatho se unki narmi ko squeeze kiya. Kabhi nipple ko ungliyon ke beech le kar dheere se kheencha. Maa ki saans bahut tez aur garam ho rahi thi. Unki taangein kaamp rahi thi aur wo sofa par letti hui tadap rahi thi, jaise har sparsh unki rooh tak pahunch raha ho.
Main ne maa ko sofa par litaya. Unhone meri saree ki naadi kholi aur panty neeche kar di. Maa ki chut abhi se poori tarah geeli, chamakti hui, khuli hui aur pyaasi thi. Maine ghutno ke bal baith kar unki taangein bahut dheere se failayi aur apni jeebh se chut chaatni shuru kar di.
Pehle upar se neeche tak bahut dheere, bahut pyar se lick kiya, fir clit ko muh mein lekar halke-halke choosne laga. Kabhi jeebh andar daal kar dheere andar-baahar karta. Kabhi sirf jeebh ki tip se clit ko sehlata.
Maa zor se tadap uthi, unki awaaz mein ek madhur si cheekh thi, “Aaahhh… Rahul beta… aur andar. Chaato meri chut pyar se. Jeebh andar daal do… aaahhh… bahut tadap rahi thi main. Aaj tu hi meri pyaas bujha de… aur dheere… Mujhe har pal feel karne de. Maa ki chut ko jeebh se pyar karo.”
Maa ne mere baal pakad kar chut ko mere muh par ragadne lagi. Maine jeebh andar daal kar dheere-dheere andar-baahar karna shuru kar diya. Kabhi clit ko jeebh se sehlata, kabhi poora muh laga kar choosta. Maa ki kamar upar uth rahi thi. Thodi der mein maa zor se kaamp uthi aur pehli baar jhad gayi.
Uska garam, madhur rass mere muh mein aa gaya. Maine unki chut ko ache se chaat kar saaf kar diya, har boond ko taste kiya. Fir maine apna mota, lamba aur khada lund baahar nikala. Maa usko dekh kar sharma gayi. Lekin aankhein hata nahi paa rahi thi.
Unhone dheere se hath badhaya aur lund ko pakad liya, uski garami, uski hardness ko feel karte hue. “Beta… itna mota aur garam. Maa ki chut mein kaise jayega? Lekin aaj Maa chaahti hai ki tu bahut dheere-dheere andar le aaye. Maa ko har inch feel hone de.”
Maine maa ko ghuma kar doggy style mein kiya. Unhone peeche se lund ko chut ke muh par ragda. Main ne bahut dheere se andar ghusa diya – pehle sirf supada, fir dheere-dheere poora. Maa cheekh uthi, unki awaaz mein dard aur maza dono the,
“Aaaahhh… beta… bahut mota hai… phaad rahi hai Maa ki chut… dheere… aaahhh… poora andar le lo. Maa ko feel hone de har inch. Dheere-dheere daal.”
Main ne bahut dheere-dheere dhakke maare. Har dhakke ke sath maa ki gaand hil rahi thi aur choochiyan latak rahi thi. Main ne unki kamar pakad kar speed dheere badha di. Har dhakke ke sath maa ki awaaz madhur hoti gayi, “Aaahhh… Rahul beta… aur gehra… faad do Maa ki chut. Chod mujhe pyar se. Maa teri hui aaj. Guitar ke bahane tu maa ko wo pyar de jo maa ko chahiye tha. Aur gehra, meri rooh tak pahuncha do.”
Maine maa ko ghuma kar apne upar bitha liya. Maa upar-neeche ho rahi thi, unki choochiyan zor se hil rahi thi. Maine neeche se hips utha-utha kar dheere-dheere dhakke maare. Kabhi unki choochiyon ko muh mein lekar choosta. Kabhi unki kamar pakad kar gehre dhakke maarta.
Maa ab khul kar moan kar rahi thi. Unki awaaz mein ek madhur si cheekh thi, “Haa beta… aur tez… lekin pyar se… Maa ki chut faad de. Aaahhh… tu mera beta hai. Lekin aaj tu maa ka mard ban gaya. Chod mujhe jaise pati nahi chodta. Andar hi jhad do… Maa ko apna maal de do.”
Main ne speed aur badha di. Har dhakke ke sath maa ki choochiyan upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Last mein maine maa ke andar hi garam maal bhar diya. Maa zor se kaamp uthi, unki chut mere lund ko tightly pakad rahi thi aur wo mere sath hi jhad gayi. Dono ke shareer ek-doosre se lipte hue kaamp rahe the.
Dono thak kar ek-doosre se lipte hue let gaye.
Maa ne mere seene pe sar rakh kar dheere se kaha, “Rahul beta… ye bahut galat tha. Lekin maa ko bahut sukoon mila. Tu mera beta hai. Lekin aaj raat tu maa ka mard ban gaya.”
Maine unke maathe pe kiss kiya aur bola, “Maa… ab har shaam photoshoot hogi… aur shoot ke baad ye bhi… jab tak aap chaahe.”
Maa ne sharma kar mere seene mein muh chhupa liya.