Dost ki madad se papa ne mummy ko settle kiya – Part 7
Desi
Submit Report Pehle to sab ko thank you jis kisine mujhe mail aur message kiya. Ab aage ki kahani jaante hai kya hua, Virat ke Papa aur Vivek ki Mummy Sushma ke beech! ‘Bhai yaar ek plan hai,’ Virat ne zara dheere se bolte hue kaha. ‘Mere papa ka birthday aa raha hai. Unko surprise kar sakte hai. Aur mujhe lagta hai ki teri mom aur mere papa ke beech mein kuch ho sakta hai.’ Vivek ki aankhein chamak uthi, fir ek dheere si muskaan uske honton par aayi. ‘Kya matlab? Tu soch raha hai ki hum dono unhe saath mein laa sakte hai?’ Virat ne sir hilaaya jaise uska dimaag tezi se chalta hua soch raha ho. ‘Haan aur woh bhi apne hi ghar mein. Hum dono plan karte hai. Papa ko lagega ki sab normal hai, lekin hum unhe surprise denge. Aur sunn, iss mein teri mom ko bhi involve kar sakte hai.’ Vivek ki saansein thodi tez ho gayi, usne apne aap ko samjhane ki koshish ki, phir bhi uske man mein ek ajeeb tarah ki feeling thi. ‘Theek hai lekin hum kaise karenge?’ Virat ne muskuraate hue apna plan batana shuru kiya. ‘Dekho, hum sab us din milte hai. Phir hum sab mil ke celebrate karenge. Fir dekhte ki kya hota hai.’ Vivek sochne laga, usne Virat ki baat samjhi aur uski aankhein chamak uthi. ‘Haan, theek hai. Hum aisa kar sakte hai.’ Us din, ghar mein sab kuch normal tha lekin hume pata tha ki kuch normal nahi tha. Pratik uncle kisi kaam se bahar gaye the aur hum dono ne mil ke ghar ko sajaya tha aur Pratik uncle ko surprise dene ke liye ready ho rahe the. Sushma mummy ne bhi apne aap ko taiyaar kiya tha ek sexy black one piece pehankar aur unki muskuraahat mein ek ajeeb si khushi thi. Pratik uncle jab ghar aaye, to unki aankhein chamak uthi. ‘Yeh kya hai? Kya hua hai?’ unhone pucha, unki aawaaz mein ajeeb emotion tha. Sushma mom ne muskuraate hue kaha, ‘Happy birthday, Pratik. Humne socha ki aapko surprise de.’ Pratik uncle ki aankhein chamak uthi, aur uski muskaan mein ek dheemi si khushi nazar aa rahi thi. ‘Wow, yeh bahut khubsoorat hai. Tumne sab kuch itne ache se taiyaar kiya hai.’ Virat ne turant bola, ‘Darasal papa vo plan to mera aur Vivek ka tha lekin Sushma aunty ne actually sab execute kia.’ Pratik: ‘Lekin Sushma, aapne itna saara kyu?’ Sushma: ‘Aapne humare lia itna kuch kia; mai ek chota surprise bhi nahi kar sakti kya aapke lia?’ Virat ne bola, ‘Vaise Sushma aunty ne sach kahu to mom ki yaad dila di. Agar vo hoti to shayad aise kuch karti.’ Sushma comes aur Virat ko hug karti hai in that sexy dress and Virat ka sharir me ek current sa pass hota hai. Sushma boli, ‘Kyu Virat beta? Mai tere mummy se kam hu kya? Aise baat hai to tu muje mummy bol abhi se.’ Vivek: ‘Come on guys, hum sab family jaise hai and mere lia Virat ek bade bhai jaisa hai and Pratik uncle mere pita saman Tauji jaise hai.’ Vivek ye bolkar Sushma ke taraf dekhta hai with a smile jaise ke ye ek hint ho. Sushma: ‘Ye emotional drama bandh karo and let’s celebrate. Aaj Pratik ka birthday hai!’ Sab ne mil ke cake kaata. Phir, wo log mil ke khana khaya aur daaru peene lage. Kuch time baad Vivek aur Virat peeke pass out ho gaye. Tab tak Pratik uncle aur Sushma mom ek saath baithe the. ‘Sushma, tum aaj bahut khubsoorat lag rahi ho,’ Pratik uncle ne dheere se kaha. Sushma ne muskuraate hue kaha, ‘Pratik, tum to hamesha handsome he lagte ho.’ Unki baatein dheere dheere double meaning mein badalne lagi, jaise unka man ek doosre ke paas aane ke liye tadap raha ho. ‘Sushma, I know tum married ho and tum apne husband se kisi baat se naraaz ho but I really wanna confess I really liked you since day 1, jab tum yaha aayi,’ Pratik ne kaha, unki aankhein Sushma ki aankhon mein dekhkar. Sushma ne kuch kahe bina apne honto ko daba liya, aur unki aankhein ek dam se chamak uthi. ‘Pratik, maine unhe peeche chood dia hai, isilea yaha reh rahi hu and I also….’ unhone dheere se kaha. Uske kuch bolne se pehle hi Pratik ne usse apni baahon mein kheench liya aur uske hothon pe kiss kar liya. Kiss mein ek crazy si desperation thi, jaise saalon ka emotion ek saath bahar aa gaya ho. Uske haath uske body par ghoom rahe the, uski kamar pakad ke usse deewar pe push kiya. Sushma moaned into his mouth aur unke fingers uske baalon mein ulajh gaye. ‘Kitna wait karwaya hai tumne?’ usne kisses ke beech mein kaha, awaaz mein pure need thi. ‘Ab toh kuch nahi rok sakta,’ Pratik ne low tone mein bola, uske lips uski neck tak slide karte gaye, kabhi halka bite, kabhi soft kiss. Uske haath uske bra ke upar se breasts cup kar rahe the, aur Sushma uske touch pe arch kar gayi, ek halki si gasp uske lips se nikal gayi. ‘Bedroom chalo,’ usne softly kaha, lekin Pratik already in the moment tha. Usne use aasani se utha liya, Sushma ke legs uski waist ke around lock ho gaye. Woh usse le jaake kitchen counter pe bitha deta hai, aur uska dress thoda upar slide kar deta hai, thighs exposed ho jaati hai. Pratik ke haath uski exposed thighs pe ghoomne lage, unki warmth Sushma ko andar tak feel ho rahi thi. She bit her lip, trying to hold back another moan, but failed when his fingers slid a little higher. ‘Tumhe idea bhi hai kitne sexy lag rahi ho,’ Pratik whispered, eyes locked on hers as his hands moved under her dress, slowly tracing her skin. Sushma leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear, ‘Toh kuch karo fir.’ That was all the push he needed. Usne uska dress aur thoda upar slide kiya, fingers brushing along the edge of her panties. Sushma shivered, her breath hitching as his touch got bolder. ‘Yahin pe shuru karte hain,’ Pratik said, his voice low, almost like a promise more than a statement. Sushma’s breath caught in her throat as he knelt down in front of her, his hands gently parting her thighs. There was nothing rushed, just quiet intensity. His lips pressed against her inner thigh, warm and slow and she exhaled shakily; fingers brushing through his hair without thinking.
“Pratik…” she whispered, her voice barely holding steady. But he didn’t say anything. He just stayed close, focused his mouth moving to where she needed him the most. The first touch of his tongue made her body jolt slightly, a soft sound slipping past her lips she didn’t even try to hold back. Her hand found the back of his neck, holding on; not pulling, just needing contact. Her hips moved on instinct meeting him halfway, needing him closer, deeper. After a few moments, he pulled back just enough to look up at her; his lips slightly parted and breath a little uneven. ‘Main ab aur wait nahi kar paa raha,’ he murmured. Standing up, he leaned in and kissed her soft at first, like he needed to taste the way she felt. Then his hands moved to his belt, unfastening it quietly. Sushma looked down, her breath still uneven, cheeks flushed. He was hard completely and there was something in his eyes that wasn’t just desire, but something more like he had been holding back for way too long. She reached out, fingers brushing against his chest. ‘Toh aa jao,’ she said softly. ‘Koi protection?’ she asked, though the thought of going bare with him only made her wetter. ‘Nahi,’ he said, his voice firm. ‘Tum mujhe puri tarah chahiye, Sushma.’ Her breath hitched, and she nodded, spreading her legs wider. Pratik stepped between them, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust into her in one deep stroke. ‘Aaah!’ Sushma cried and her nails digging into his shoulders. He filled her completely, the stretch sending waves of pleasure through her body.’Pratik…. Tu jaan le le meri lekin tere neeche he rakh… saale, zaalim jaise chodta hai re tu…’ ‘Kitni tight hai tu,’ Pratik groaned, his hips moving against hers. He pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in, each thrust harder than the last. Sushma’s moans grew louder, her body arching to meet his. ‘Zor se… aur zor se… tere bete ke muhh bole maa ko!’ she begged, her voice breaking. Pratik obliged his pace relentlessly his grip on her hips bruising. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the kitchen, mingling with their gasps and moans. Sushma felt the tension building inside her, coiling tighter with each thrust. Sushma cries with satisfaction, ‘Ahhh zaalim Pratik… kya kar raha hai tere hathode se…’ Pratik replies, ‘Sushmaaaaaa, mai jhadne wala hu tere andar…’ Sushma ka orgasm ek dum strong tha, body hil gayi and breath out of control ho gayi. ‘Pratik… Ahhhh Pratik…’ bas uske mooh se wahi nikal raha tha. Kuch hi seconds baad, Pratik bhi andar hi jhad gaya. For a moment, they stayed like that, their breathing heavy, their bodies still connected. Sushma after getting ultimate satisfaction, ‘Pratik tere iss hathode k lia roz ye dono pair kholungi… Mere kamine pati ke saamne chudwaungi tujhse.’ Pratik replies as he is lying on Sushma, ‘Tuje sharam aati hai apne bete k dost ke baap ke saath so rahi hai…’ Sushma: ‘Beta bola tu uska baap jaisa hai to sochi mai bhi rishta bana lu…’ Then Pratik stepped back, his hands running down her thighs as he helped her off the counter. ‘Abhi toh shuru hua hai,’ he said, a wicked glint in his eyes. Sushma leaned into him, her lips brushing against his ear. ‘Toh fir aage kaun sa room try kare?’ Pratik chuckled, scooping her into his arms and carrying her towards the hallway. ‘Bedroom, Sushma. Wahan pe tumhare upar ka control mera hoga.’ As they reached the bedroom, Pratik tossed her onto the bed, his eyes dark with hunger. Sushma looked up at him, her heart racing. ‘Pratik, meri baari hai ab,’ she whispered, pulling him down onto her. ‘Maine bhi intezaar kiya hai,’ he said, his voice a low growl as he kissed her deeply. Their hands roamed over each other’s bodies, exploring every inch of skin. Sushma rolled them over, straddling Pratik’s hips. She took him in her hand, guiding him back inside her with a slow, deliberate movement. Pratik just did what he was best at and Sushma got what she always craved for, ‘Haaye Pratik, tu fir abhi ek aur baar chodega muje? ‘Kyu? Thak gayi kya?’ ‘Abhi to saara maal andar jhada tu, ek aur baar?’ Pratik: (While spreading her legs) ‘Uff ye leg piece ke liye bahut tadpa hu mai…’ Pratik once again takes his dick and enters Sushma’s pussy and this time, the strokeplay was more aggressive. Sushma’s moans grow louder, ‘Ahhhh… ahhhh… bahut dard ho raha hai Pratik… Nahi seh paa rahi hu mai. Please… ahhhh…’ Pratik, ‘Chup saali…’ Pratik’s strokeplay speed goes 2x and Sushma’s pain is just incredible for her. The bedroom filled with their moans of Pratik and Sushma, the sounds of their passion echoing through the house. But this was just the beginning. Their hunger for each other was far from satisfied. The bathroom, the hallway, every corner of the house would soon bear witness to their forbidden affair. And as Sushma felt Pratik’s hands tighten on her hips, his thrusts growing harder, she knew there was no going back as Pratik once again drops his cum inside her pussy. Sushma: ‘Tu fir itna jhad diya. 1 ghante me tu muje 2 baar pel chuka hai bina koi reham khaye aur saara maal andar daal chuka hai…’ ‘Kitna pasand hai mujhe tera yeh jism,’ she muttered, her voice low and possessive. He led her out of the bedroom, his grip firm on her wrist, their bare feet padding softly against the tiled floor. The air outside was cooler, and Sushma shivered slightly, though the heat in Pratik’s gaze kept her burning. ‘Kahaan le ja raha hai mujhe?’ she asked, her voice playful but tinged with curiosity. Pratik didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he turned her around, his hands sliding up her back as he pressed a kiss to the nape of her neck. ‘Bas trust kar,’ he whispered, his breath warm against her skin.
Sushma’s heart raced as he guided her toward the living room, the dim light casting long shadows across the furniture. When they reached the couch, Pratik’s hands moved to her shoulders, gently pushing her forward. Sushma’s breath hitched, but she obeyed bending over the back of the couch, her hands gripping the cushions for support. She felt exposed, vulnerable, and yet, wanted. Pratik’s hands smoothed down her back, tracing the curve of her spine before settling on her hips. ‘Ready, Sushma?’ he asked, his voice rough with need. Before she could respond, he pressed himself against her, his hardness unmistakable. Sushma’s eyes fluttered shut as he entered her in one swift motion, filling her completely. “Ahh! Ahhh Pratik… ohhh…. Ahhh… haaye…” she gasped, her nails digging into the couch as he set a pace. Pratik’s hands tightened on her hips, pulling her back against him with each thrust. ‘Kitni sexy lag rahi hai tu,’ he growled, his voice thick with desire. Sushma’s moans filled the room, each one sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. She could feel the heat building inside her, threatening to consume her entirely. ‘Bas kar, Pratik,’ she begged, her voice trembling. He obliged immediately, his thrusts becoming more forceful, more urgent. ‘Tera hai yeh sab, Sushma, aaj se yeh lund tere naam,’ he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. The room was filled with the sound of their breathing, the rhythmic slap of skin against skin, and Sushma’s cries of pleasure. Pratik’s hands roamed her body, caressing her breasts, her waist, her thighs, as though he couldn’t get enough of her. ‘Kitna maza aa raha hai tujhse,’ he groaned, his thrusts growing more erratic. Sushma said, ‘Pratik, iss chut me bahut lund gaye hai lekin tere lund ki baat alag hai. Saale, aate waqt kuch khaya tha kya? Puri zindagi mein aise thukai kisi ne nahi ki hai meri…’ Sushma while enjoying the dick: ‘Ahhhh… Pratik, saale, kya cheez hai tu… oye hoyee… Full mazza aa raha hai…’ Sushma could feel her climax building, her body tightening around him. ‘Pratik, main… main karne waali hoon,’ she gasped, her voice barely a whisper. He responded by gripping her hips tighter, driving into her with even more intensity. For a moment, they stayed like that, their bodies pressed together, their breathing ragged. ‘Tumne to mujhe pagal kar diya,’ she replied, her voice soft but teasing. Pratik chuckled, a low, rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. He pulled away gently, helping her stand upright. His hands moved to her waist, turning her to face him. ‘Abhi khatam nahi hua hai,’ he said, his eyes dark with promise. Sushma’s breath hitched as he leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss that was both tender and possessive. ‘Tera hai yeh raat, Sushma,’ he said, his voice low and filled with promise. ‘Aur main tujhe puri tarah se enjoy karwaunga.’ Then Pratik and Sushma went to freshen up in the bathroom together. Sushma: ‘Yaar tu kya cheez hai abhi tak vaise ka vaisa? Aurte marti honge lene k lia aur lene baad bhi mar he jaati hongi. Mera pati to itna zindagi bhar me kiya hoga.’ After the shower they dress decently and sleep in the bedroom together in each other’s arms. ‘Pratik, tune mere andar sab jhad dia ab kuch hua to?’ Pratik said, ‘Dekha jaayega… tu chinta mat kar…’ Sushma quirkily said, ‘Haa, logo ko bolungi mai pati se 6 mahine se lag bhag durr hu fir bhi pregnant ho gayi…’ Pratik and Sushma have a deep smooch both their naked bodies are almost together as one. Sushma: ‘Baccho ka kya hoga?’ Pratik: ‘Abhi nahi… baadme dekhte hai kab batana hai but muje lagta hai dono khush honge.’ They both sleep. Next morning, jab Vivek aur Virat uthhe, unhone dekha ki sab kuch normal tha. Lekin unhe pata tha ki kuch normal nahi hai. Unhone Pratik uncle aur Sushma mom ko dekha, jo ek doosre ke saamne bade normal the, lekin unki aankhein unhe kuch aur hi keh rahi thi. ‘Kya hua hai?’ Vivek ne pucha, uska man ek ajeeb si tarah ka utsukta mein tha. ‘Kuch nahi, sab theek hai,’ Pratik uncle ne kaha, unki aankhein Vivek ki aankhon mein jama hui. Vivek ne apne man mein ek ajeeb sa ehsaas paya, aur uski aankhein chamak uthi. ‘Theek hai, lekin mujhe lagta hai ki kuch hua hai.’ Lekin Vivek aur Virat ke man mein ek ajeeb si tarah ka ehsaas tha, jaise unhe pata ho ki kuch hua hai. Lekin woh usse jyada kuch samajh nahi pa rahe the. Pratik uncle aur Sushma mom ne unhe aise dekha, jaise kuch bhi hua ho bhi ya nahi. ‘Kya hua hai?’ Virat ne pucha, uska man ek ajeeb si tarah ka doubt mein tha. ‘Kuch nahi, sab theek hai,’ Sushma mom ne kaha, unki aankhein Virat ki aankhon mein jama hui. Virat ne apne man mein ek ajeeb sa ehsaas paya, aur uski aankhein chamak uthi. ‘Theek hai, lekin mujhe lagta hai ki kuch hua hai.’ Sushma mom ne muskuraate hue kaha, ‘Nahi, tum galat soch rahe ho. Sab theek hai.’ Ab aage kya hoga? Virat and Vivek jo plan kar rahe the vo puri tarah successful raha lekin dono ko koi idea nahi ki kya hua hai unke maa aur baap k beech uss raat. Unhe kab aur kaise pata chalega? And Pratik and Sushma iss rishte ko kya naam denge yaa nahi? Iske aage ka next part mein bataunga. Please write back at [email protected] agar aapko pasand aaye aur jaan na ho aage kya hua. Also, to the ones who reach out, they will surely be rewarded with a surprise!