Maa-Beta: Ek naya aayam-9
Maa Beta
Pichla bhaag padhe:- Maa-Beta: Ek naya aayam-8 Maa-beta sex story ab aage- Shaadi ke mantr background mein Alexa par baj rahe the, jab unhone aag ke saamne shaadi ki kasmein khayi. Maala pehnane ka samay aaya. Usne thodi sharaarat ki, jo aam taur par dulhe se bahut lambe aadmi karte hai. Hindu reeti-rivaazon ke anusaar wo ab aadhyatmik roop se Pati-Patni the. “Chalo Mummy, tum bahut lambi ho!” Jab usne Rahul ke gale mein maala daali, to uske chehre par jo shandaar bhaav the. Unhein shabdon mein bayaan nahi kiya jaa sakta. Aakhirkaar Mummy… Rahul ne sab kuch arrange kiya tha. Uski research ek-dum sahi thi. Wo chaahta tha ki sabhi rasmein sahi tareeke se ho. Raat 12 baje jab rasmein khatam ho gayi, to Rahul aur Bhavna aakhirkaar apni shaadi ko poora karne ke liye bedroom mein gaye. “Tumne mujhe apna pati banaya.” Samaaj ya kanoon ki manzoori maayne nahi rakhti thi, sirf pyaar maayne rakhta tha. Baaki sab cheezon ki tarah Rahul ne kamre ko sajaane ki poori zimmedaari li thi. Aur ek baar fir usne apni behtareen kalaatmak samajh saabit kar di thi. Kamra aur bistar phoolon se bahut sundar dhang se saja hua tha. Rajnigandha, gende aur laal gulaabon ki meethi khushboo hawa mein phaili hui thi. Bhavna, jo aam taur par is rishte mein zyada mazboot aur haavi rehti hai, us raat hairani ki baat hai ki bahut shaant aur aagyakari lag rahi thi. Aur Rahul ko apne pati ke taur par apne adhikaar jataane ka mauka de rahi thi. Uska dil zoron se dhadak raha tha. Aakhirkaar teen hafte ke intazaar ke baad, wo pati-patni ke taur par pyaar karne waale the. Bhavna jazbaaton se kaamp uthi jab Rahul ne uska haath pakda aur use pyaar se chooma. Uske honth apni maa ki kumkum ki khushboo waali ungaliyon par dheere se lage. “Tumhara pet… kitna naram aur chikna hai, bilkul cream aur shahad jaisa! Mummy… tum bahut sundar lag rahi ho.” “Ye sab tumhari wajah se hai Baby. Tumne mujhe apne pyaar se sundar banaya hai.” Bhavna ne Rahul ki aankhon mein dekha aur kaha, “Ab meri baat dhyaan se suno. Mummy aaj bahut emotional hai. Unki abhi-abhi apne sapno ke ladke se shaadi hui hai. Aaj raat main chaahti hu ki tum mera khayaal rakho.” Usne aage kaha, “Mujhse waise hi pyaar karo jaise ek asli mard apni patni se pehli raat ko karta hai. Main tumhari aagyakari patni banoongi. Tum mere shareer aur aatma ki zimmedaari le lo.” Rahul ko ghabrahat ho rahi thi. Maheeno tak uske saath rehne ke baad bhi use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki is Devi jaisi aurat ki zarooraton ko kaise poora kare, jo har tarah se usse behtar thi. Bhavna ko ehsaas hua ki use hi pyaar ki shuruaat karni hogi. Wo uski ghabrahat samajh gayi thi. Haalanki ye unka pehla mauka nahi tha. Lekin mahaul aur uske shandaar kapde us bechaare ladke ko dara rahe the. Use Rahul ko pyaar karne ke mood mein laana tha. “Koi baat nahi, jaldi karne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai,” Bhavna ne naram aawaz mein kaha. Ye sach hai ki shaadi ki raat ek aurat apni zindagi mein sabse zyaaa khoobsurat dikhti hai. Aur isliye ye har aadmi ke liye itni khaas hoti hai. Bhavna pehle se hi itni khoobsurat aurat thi; apni mehangi shaadi ki saree, gehnon, makeup aur kapdon mein wo kisi devi ya pauranik raani se kam nahin lag rahi thi. Rahul ko us pal sach mein darr lag raha tha. Use yakeen nahi tha ki wo uske kaabil ho paayega. Wo toot gaya aur ek bachhe ki tarah apni maa ke saamne surrender kar diya. “Main karoonga, Mummy, main aaj raat tumhe khush karne ke liye sab kuch karunga.” Rahul besabri se uski god mein simat gaya aur apna chehra uske bade-bade stanno mein chhupa liya. Use bahut acha lag raha tha jab usne apni maa ke dil ki dhadkan suni aur uski tvacha aur mehange perfume ki khushbu mehsoos ki. Doosri taraf, Bhavna ke liye ab aur sabr karna mushkil ho raha tha. Uska shareer us bahut intazaar waale milan ke liye tadap raha tha. “Mere stanon ke paas aao, meri god mein baitho…” Uska intezaar khatm ho gaya tha; agar use kamaan sambhaalni padi, to theek hai. Bhavna ne apne honth Rahul ke khule aur utsuk hontho par rakh diye. Ve itne samay se kiss bhi nahi kar rahe the, aur wo iski bharpayi karna chaahti thi… Garam honth, ghoomti hui jeebhein aur dher saara muh ka rass… ye sab dheere-dheere us purani pyaas ko bujha raha tha jo lambe samay se tadap rahi thi. Aur ye silsila bas chalta hi raha, jaise waqt wahin tham gaya ho. Aakhirkaar jab usne chhoda, to chhota Rahul saans lene ke liye haanf raha tha. Bhavna ne uske poore chehre par apni garam laar (saliva) ki ek chipchipi lakeer chhodh kar, aur uske mulayam chikne gaal ko pyaar se ganda karke is chumban ko khatam kiya. Bhavna ne ek gehri aah bhari aur bistar par peeche let gayi. Wo apni shandaar laal aur sunheri saree mein us ladke ke saamne khud ko pradarshit kar rahi thi. Uske shandaar curves dheere-dheere mud rahe the jaise hi wo uske liye mohak andaaz mein angdayi le rahi thi. Wo apne stri-sulabh (feminine) aakarshan se lubha rahi thi. Bhavna abhi ladke ko chhodhne ko taiyaar nahi thi. Usne use anaginat geele chumbanon se nehla diya. “Maa… please…” Rahul hairani aur aadar (awe) se dekh raha tha—uske saamne ek aurat ka ye vishal, phaila hua roop. “Ye meri patni hai?! Meri jeevansathi?” Pichle janam mein usne aisa kaun sa aha kaam kiya tha jiske liye wo iske laayak tha? “Sss… Mmm… Haa, haa Baby, ise utaar do. Mera blouse khol do, apni patni ko nanga kar do… Main ab apne shareer par kapde nahi rakh sakti…” “Ruko Maa, ye hooks thode mushkil hai!” Rahul ne koshish karte hue kaha, par achanak wo ruk gaya. “Oh shit Maa, hum kuch bahut zaroori cheez bhool gaye!” Bhavna ne nasheeli aankhon se poocha, “Ab kya hua?” “Bedroom mein condoms nahi hai. Hum is maheene ka stock khareedna bilkul bhool gaye! Mujhe lagta hai tumhare bag mein kuch honge…” Rahul uthne hi wala tha. “Nahi… please mat jao…” Bhavna ne use kheencha, “Mujhe kisi ghatiya condom ki zaroorat nahi hai.