Incest Maa Ki Chut ka LiveTamasha

[Faatboy]

Pre-Story Reveal: Maa Ki Bhosada Live Tamasha
Rohtak ke ek chhote se mohalle mein, Ritu, 38 saal ki seedhi saadi Maa, apni bhosada—chut ke baal se bhari, hamesha gili—aur moti gaand ke sath, ek sadharan ghar mein apni pyaasi jawani ka dard chhupaye jeeti hai. Uska pati, Sanjeev, 42 saal ka dukaandaar, apne chhote 6 inch ke lund se do dhakke mein jhad jata hai, Ritu ki chut ko tadapta chhod deta hai. Unka bada beta, Akshat, 22 saal ka shaitaan, 8 inch ke kale mote lund wala, apni Maa ke jism par gandi nazar rakhta hai, uska dimaag ek besharm khel ka jaal bun raha hai—Ritu ki bhosada ko live cam par nanga karke crore mardon ke lund se paisa aur shohrat kamaane ka. Chhota beta, Laksh, 20 saal ka, 5 inch ke takatwar lund wala seedha ladka, apni Maa ke liye thodi vasna aur thodi sharam rakhta hai, par Akshat ke gande jaal mein phans jata hai. Akshat, is ganda tamashe ka villain aur sanchalak, Ritu ki naadan chut ko apne lund ke khel mein phansata hai, pehle mask ke peechhe chhupkar, phir ek bada hadsa usse aur parivaar ko nanga chehra dikhane par majboor karta hai. Threesome se BDSM, roleplay se public khel, aur viewer ke paise ke gande tasks tak, Ritu ek home slave ban kar apni bhosada se duniya par raaj karti hai. Yeh 30 episode ki gandi kahani hai Akshat ke shaitaani dimaag, Ritu ke bhosada ke nasha, aur ek ghar ke besharm tamashe ki, jahan har dhakka Ritu ki chut ko shohrat ki bulandi par le jata hai. Kya Maa ki bhosada duniya jeetegi, ya Akshat ka khel unhe tabah karega?

 

[Faatboy]

Episode 1

Rohtak ke ek chhote se mohalle mein, jahan subah ke 7 baje pados ke dukaanon ke shutter khulne ki awaazein aur mandir ki ghantiyaan goonj rahi thi, Ritu ka ghar ek sadharan si duniya ka hissa lagta tha. Par is ghar ke andar, Ritu ki bhosada—chut ke baal se bhari, hamesha gili—ek toofan utha raha tha, jo uski seedhi saadi zindagi ko besharm khel ka maidaan banane wala tha. Ritu, 38 saal ki, ek naadan aurat, apni moti gaand aur bade chhati (34D) ke sath, bas ghar ke kaam aur pooja-path mein doobi rehti thi. Uski bhosada, garmi se bhari, har raat tadapti thi, kyunki uska pati, Sanjeev, 42 saal ka dukaandaar, apne chhote 6 inch ke lund se do dhakke mein jhad jata tha, Ritu ki chut ko pyaasa chhod deta tha. Unka bada beta, Akshat, 22 saal ka shaitaan, 8 inch ke kale mote lund wala, apni Maa ke jism par gandi nazar rakhta tha, uska dimaag ek ganda jaal bun raha tha—Ritu ki chut ko live cam par nanga karke crore mardon ke lund se paisa kamaane ka. Chhota beta, Laksh, 20 saal ka seedha ladka, 5 inch ke takatwar lund wala, apni Maa ke liye thodi vasna aur thodi sharam mehsoos karta tha, par Akshat ke gande khayal usse bhi jald hi phansa lenge.

Subah ke 7:30 baje, Ritu rasoi mein aloo-parwal ki sabzi kaat rahi thi. Usne ek purani safed saree pehni thi, jo uske bade chhati aur moti gaand se chipak rahi thi. Saree ka pallu thoda sarrak gaya tha, jisse uska blouse uske chhati ke ubhaar ko chhupa nahi pa raha tha, aur uske kale nipple patle kapde ke andar halke se dikh rahe the. Uska chehra udaas tha—kal raat Sanjeev ne phir uski chut ko chhua bhi nahi, uska lund ek minute mein jhad gaya, aur Ritu ki bhosada gili aur tadapti reh gayi. “Sanjeev ka lund to ab namard ho gaya,” usne socha, apni petticoat ke andar chut ke baal par hath pherte hue, uski ungliyan halke se gili ho gayi. Usne apni saans roki, sharam se uska chehra laal ho gaya, par uski bhosada mein ek ajeeb si garmi thi.

Sanjeev, dukaan ke liye taiyaar hote hue, ek dheela kurta-pajama pehne, rasoi mein aaya. Usne Ritu ko dekha, uske chhati ke shape blouse mein saaf dikh rahe the, aur uska 6 inch ka lund pajama ke andar thoda sakht ho gaya. Par dukaan ka hisaab uske dimaag mein chhaya hua tha. “Ritu, chai jaldi de, aaj bada sauda hai,” usne kaha, pyala uthate hue. Ritu ne ek thandi muskaan di, “Sanjeev, tu to bas dukaan mein hi laga rehta hai. Ghar mein bhi kabhi dekh liya kar.” Usne apna pallu thoda adjust kiya, uske chhati aur ubhar aaye, par Sanjeev ne “hmmm” kaha aur darwaze ki taraf badh gaya. Ritu ne ek thandi saans li, uski bhosada ab bhi garmi se bhar rahi thi.

Akshat, apne kamre mein, apna phone chala raha tha, uska 8 inch ka kala lund pajama ke andar sakht tha. Usne kal raat Ritu ko bistar par sote hue dekha tha, uski saree uski moti gaand se chipki hui thi, aur uske dimaag mein ek ganda khayal aaya—apni Maa ki bhosada ko live cam par dikhakar duniya ke mardon ke lund se paisa kamaana. Woh ek gandi cam site par tha, jahan auraten apni chut aur gaand ke nange tamashe dikhati thi, aur laakhon mard un par muth maarte the. “Maa ki chut aur gaand to perfect hai,” usne socha, apna lund sehlate hue, ek shaitaani muskaan uske chehre par thi. Usne Ritu ke phone mein chhup kar ek gandi cam site ka link daal diya, jisse woh “galti se” us par chali jaye. Usne apne plan ka pehla kadam utha diya—Ritu ko apne jaal mein phansana.

Laksh, apne kamre mein, apne dost se phone par baat kar raha tha, par uski aankhein rasoi mein Ritu par thi. Uski saree uski gaand ke shape ko dikhati thi, aur uska 5 inch ka lund bhi sakht ho gaya. Par uske dil mein sharam thi, aur woh apni vasna ko daba raha tha. “Maa itni sundar kyun hai,” usne socha, apni aankhein neeche karke. Usne apna phone band kiya aur dost ke ghar jane ke liye nikal gaya, par uska dimaag Ritu ke jism par hi atak gaya.

Dopahar ke 1 baje, jab Sanjeev dukaan par tha aur Laksh bahar gaya tha, Ritu ghar mein akeli thi. Woh apne phone mein kuch dekh rahi thi, jab Akshat ka daala hua link uske samne aaya. Usne galti se click kiya, aur ek cam site khul gayi, jahan ek aurat apni chut aur gaand dikhate hue, nanga khel khel rahi thi, aur hazaron mard uske liye paisa barsa rahe the. Ritu ka chehra sharam se laal ho gaya, uski chut gili ho gayi, par usne jaldi phone band kar diya. “Hai Ram, yeh kya ganda kaam hai,” usne socha, apni saans tez hoti hui mehsoos karte hue. Par uski bhosada mein garmi badh rahi thi, aur woh apne bistar par let gayi. Usne apni saree upar ki, petticoat ke andar hath dala, aur apni chut ke baal par ungliyan pherne lagi. Uski bhosada gili thi, aur uske muh se dheemi siskiyan nikal rahi thi, “Ohh... yeh kya ho raha hai mujhe,” usne socha, par uski ungliyan tez chal rahi thi, uski chut ke baal gile ho gaye. Uski chhati upar-neeche ho rahi thi, blouse ke button dab rahe the, aur usne apni aankhein band kar li, siskiyan chhupate hue, “Bas thodi der... koi nahi dekh raha.” Usne apni ungli andar daali, aur ek dheemi cheekh nikli, uski bhosada ka rass uski ungliyon par tapak raha tha.

Akshat, apne kamre ke darwaze ke peechhe chhup kar, Ritu ki siskiyan sun raha tha. Usne uske chehre ka laalpan dekha, uski saree ka bheega hissa dekha, aur uske chehre par ek gandi muskaan aayi. “Maa, tu ab meri bhosada banegi,” usne socha, apna lund pajama ke andar sakht hota mehsoos karte hue. Usne apne phone mein ek note likha—Ritu ko agle khel mein phansane ka plan. Woh janta tha ki Ritu ki pyaasi chut uske jaal ka pehla shikar banegi, aur woh live cam ka tamasha shuru karne ke liye taiyaar tha.

Shaam ke 6 baje, Laksh ghar wapas aaya, usne Ritu ko dekha, uski saree thodi bheegi thi, aur uska chehra ab bhi sharam se laal tha. “Maa, tu theek hai na?” usne dheeme se poochha, apni aankhein neeche karte hue. Ritu ne jaldi pallu theek kiya, “Haan, beta, bas thodi garmi hai,” usne kaha, par uski awaaz mein ek kampan tha. Sanjeev raat ke 8 baje ghar aaya, thaka hua, aur khana kha kar so gaya. Ritu bistar par leti, uski bhosada ab bhi gili thi, aur uske dimaag mein cam site ka woh nanga tamasha ghum raha tha. Akshat, apne kamre mein, apna lund sehlate hue, apne plan ke agle kadam ke bare mein soch raha tha. “Maa, tu jald hi meri live rani banegi,” usne socha, uski aankhein gandi vasna se chamak rahi thi. Ghar mein ek besharm khel ka pehla toofan uth chuka tha, aur Ritu ki chut iska shuruaati maidaan thi.

 

[Faatboy]

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[rajeev13]

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हवस की ये भूख न जाने इन्हे किस मोड़ पर ले जाएंगी!

नई कहानी के लिए हार्दिक शुभकामनाएं।

पहला अपडेट शानदार था मगर कुछ कमी लग रही है जैसे सब अचानक ही शुरू हो गया हो, थोड़ा धीमे चलना था जैसे ऋतु की अनचाही वासना जो हर दिन बढ़ रही थी तो वही अक्षत और लक्ष्य का अपनी मां के प्रति आकर्षण!

 

[Premkumar65]

Episode 1: Rohtak Mein Hawas Ka Aaghaz

Rohtak, Haryana ke ek chhote se mohalle mein Gupta parivaar ka ghar tha. Do kamre, ek chhoti si rasoi, ek aangan, aur ek bathroom—yeh tha unka chhota sa jahaan. Parivaar mein chaar log the: Ritu, 5 fut 5 inch ki chubby aurat, jiski 34D ke bade boobs, moti gaand, aur jhaant wali chut mohalle ke mardon ke dil mein aag lagati thi. Woh school mein adhyapika thi, par uski jawani ke charcha gali se lekar school tak thi. Uska pati Sanjeev, 5 fut 6 inch ka, saanvla mard, jiska 6 inch ka lund tha, par woh jaldi jhad jata tha aur Ritu ki chut ki aag kabhi shant nahi kar pata tha. Unka bada beta Akshat, 5 fut 8 inch ka, thoda mota ladka, jiska 8 inch ka kala mota lund tha aur woh kafi der tak tik sakta tha. Chhota beta Laksh, 5 fut 9 inch ka, patla aur gora ladka, jiska 5 inch ka lund tha, par usme bhi acchi takat thi.

Baath May 2025 ki hai. Gupta parivaar ke ghar mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi. Sanjeev ki kirane ki dukaan chal rahi thi, par woh apna zyada waqt phone par bitata, chhup-chhup kar gandi filmein dekhta. Ritu school mein padhati, par uske man mein ek khali-pan tha. Sanjeev ka lund uski jawani ki bhookh ko kabhi poora nahi kar pata tha, aur woh apne school ke mukhya adhyapak ke sath thodi si gandi baatein karke apni aag ko thanda karti thi. Akshat aur Laksh college ke aakhri saal mein the, dono apne-apne tareeke se jawani ke maze le rahe the. Akshat phone par gandi filmein dekhta, uska mota lund hamesha khada rehta. Laksh thoda sharmila tha, par usne bhi apni maa ke badan ko chhupke se ghoora tha, khas kar jab woh naha kar towel mein hoti, uski moti gaand aur bade boobs dikhayi dete.



Ek dopahar, Ritu rasoi mein khana bana rahi thi. Uski cotton ki saree paseene se bheeg gayi thi, aur uske blouse ke button uske bade boobs ke dabav se khulne ko thay. Sanjeev dukaan se wapas aaya, sofe par baith kar apne phone mein laga hua tha. “Sanjeev, kabhi ghar ka bhi dhyan de,” Ritu ne gusse se kaha, apni saree ka pallu theek karte hue.

“Arre, dukaan par thak gaya hoon. Tu bas shor machati hai,” Sanjeev ne jawab diya, apna phone chhupate hue. Uske phone mein ek gandi film chal rahi thi, jisme ek aurat do mardon ke sath maza le rahi thi. Sanjeev ka lund sakht ho gaya, par usne kuch kaha nahi.

Akshat aur Laksh apne kamre mein the. Akshat apne laptop par ek gandi website dekh raha tha, jahan log apne ghar ke gande videos daal kar paise kamate the. Usne Laksh ko bulaya, “Laksh, dekh yeh log kitna paisa kama rahe hain. Apne ghar ke gande video daal kar lakho rupaye!”

Laksh ne sharmate hue kaha, “Yeh kya bol raha hai? Aisa kaam kaise kar sakte hain hum?”

Akshat ne haskar kaha, “Arre, soch. Maa itni sundar hai, agar hum kuch aisa karein to duniya deewani ho jayegi. Aur papa to waise bhi maa ko khush nahi kar pate.” Laksh ke man mein ek ajeeb si uttejana jagi, par woh chup raha.

Ek raat, ghar shant tha. Ritu ne ek laal rang ki patli nighty pehni thi, jo uske badan se chipak rahi thi. Uske andar chhoti si kacchi thi, aur uske bade boobs ke nipple saaf dikh rahe the. Sanjeev bistar par leta tha, apne phone mein laga hua. Ritu uske paas aayi aur boli, “Sanjeev, kabhi meri taraf bhi dekh. Main bhi aurat hoon, meri bhi bhookh hai.”

Sanjeev ne phone side mein rakha aur kaha, “Arre Ritu, main thak gaya hoon. Kal baat karenge.” Ritu ka gussa bhada, par usne apni aag ko dabaya. Woh aangan mein chali gayi, jahan Akshat aur Laksh baithe the, dono apne phone mein lage hue.

“Maa, aap itni sundar ho, phir bhi itni udaas kyun rehti ho?” Akshat ne baat shuru ki, apna lund pant ke andar theek karte hue.

Ritu ne dono beto ko dekha, aur uske man mein ek gandi si lehar uthi. “Beta, sundarta ka kya faida jab dil aur badan dono tadapte hain?” Usne thandi saans li, uski aankhon mein hawas ki chamak thi.

Laksh ne himmat karke kaha, “Maa, agar aapki tadap hum door kar sakte hain, to bolo.” Akshat ne bhi haami bhari, “Haan maa, hum aapko khush kar sakte hain.”

Ritu ke man mein ek ladai chhid gayi. Ek taraf thi uski maa wali sharam, doosri taraf thi uski chut ki aag. Usne socha, “Sanjeev meri bhookh nahi mita sakta. Kya galat hai agar main apni khushi ka rasta chunu?” Usne dheere se kaha, “Theek hai, lekin yeh baat ghar ke andar hi rahegi. Aur Sanjeev ko bhi manana hoga.”
Ritu ne Akshat aur Laksh ko apne kamre mein bulaya, jahan Sanjeev sofe par baitha tha, apne phone mein laga hua. Ritu ne usko bulaya aur boli, “Sanjeev, mujhe tujhse zaroori baat karni hai.” Sanjeev ne phone rakha aur kamre mein aaya. Ritu ki aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi, aur Akshat aur Laksh ke dil zor-zor se dhadak rahe the. Kya hone wala tha? Kya Ritu apni hawas ko Sanjeev ke samne khulega? Yeh ghar ka raaz kahan tak jayega?

Good start.

 

[Faatboy]

Nice advice will wait for few More advice and if required will change the plot a little bit

हवस की ये भूख न जाने इन्हे किस मोड़ पर ले जाएंगी!

नई कहानी के लिए हार्दिक शुभकामनाएं।

पहला अपडेट शानदार था मगर कुछ कमी लग रही है जैसे सब अचानक ही शुरू हो गया हो, थोड़ा धीमे चलना था जैसे ऋतु की अनचाही वासना जो हर दिन बढ़ रही थी तो वही अक्षत और लक्ष्य का अपनी मां के प्रति आकर्षण!

 

[dreamwatcher83]

Episode 1: Rohtak Mein Hawas Ka Aaghaz

Rohtak, Haryana ke ek chhote se mohalle mein Gupta parivaar ka ghar tha. Do kamre, ek chhoti si rasoi, ek aangan, aur ek bathroom—yeh tha unka chhota sa jahaan. Parivaar mein chaar log the: Ritu, 5 fut 5 inch ki chubby aurat, jiski 34D ke bade boobs, moti gaand, aur jhaant wali chut mohalle ke mardon ke dil mein aag lagati thi. Woh school mein adhyapika thi, par uski jawani ke charcha gali se lekar school tak thi. Uska pati Sanjeev, 5 fut 6 inch ka, saanvla mard, jiska 6 inch ka lund tha, par woh jaldi jhad jata tha aur Ritu ki chut ki aag kabhi shant nahi kar pata tha. Unka bada beta Akshat, 5 fut 8 inch ka, thoda mota ladka, jiska 8 inch ka kala mota lund tha aur woh kafi der tak tik sakta tha. Chhota beta Laksh, 5 fut 9 inch ka, patla aur gora ladka, jiska 5 inch ka lund tha, par usme bhi acchi takat thi.

Baath May 2025 ki hai. Gupta parivaar ke ghar mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi. Sanjeev ki kirane ki dukaan chal rahi thi, par woh apna zyada waqt phone par bitata, chhup-chhup kar gandi filmein dekhta. Ritu school mein padhati, par uske man mein ek khali-pan tha. Sanjeev ka lund uski jawani ki bhookh ko kabhi poora nahi kar pata tha, aur woh apne school ke mukhya adhyapak ke sath thodi si gandi baatein karke apni aag ko thanda karti thi. Akshat aur Laksh college ke aakhri saal mein the, dono apne-apne tareeke se jawani ke maze le rahe the. Akshat phone par gandi filmein dekhta, uska mota lund hamesha khada rehta. Laksh thoda sharmila tha, par usne bhi apni maa ke badan ko chhupke se ghoora tha, khas kar jab woh naha kar towel mein hoti, uski moti gaand aur bade boobs dikhayi dete.



Ek dopahar, Ritu rasoi mein khana bana rahi thi. Uski cotton ki saree paseene se bheeg gayi thi, aur uske blouse ke button uske bade boobs ke dabav se khulne ko thay. Sanjeev dukaan se wapas aaya, sofe par baith kar apne phone mein laga hua tha. “Sanjeev, kabhi ghar ka bhi dhyan de,” Ritu ne gusse se kaha, apni saree ka pallu theek karte hue.

“Arre, dukaan par thak gaya hoon. Tu bas shor machati hai,” Sanjeev ne jawab diya, apna phone chhupate hue. Uske phone mein ek gandi film chal rahi thi, jisme ek aurat do mardon ke sath maza le rahi thi. Sanjeev ka lund sakht ho gaya, par usne kuch kaha nahi.

Akshat aur Laksh apne kamre mein the. Akshat apne laptop par ek gandi website dekh raha tha, jahan log apne ghar ke gande videos daal kar paise kamate the. Usne Laksh ko bulaya, “Laksh, dekh yeh log kitna paisa kama rahe hain. Apne ghar ke gande video daal kar lakho rupaye!”

Laksh ne sharmate hue kaha, “Yeh kya bol raha hai? Aisa kaam kaise kar sakte hain hum?”

Akshat ne haskar kaha, “Arre, soch. Maa itni sundar hai, agar hum kuch aisa karein to duniya deewani ho jayegi. Aur papa to waise bhi maa ko khush nahi kar pate.” Laksh ke man mein ek ajeeb si uttejana jagi, par woh chup raha.

Ek raat, ghar shant tha. Ritu ne ek laal rang ki patli nighty pehni thi, jo uske badan se chipak rahi thi. Uske andar chhoti si kacchi thi, aur uske bade boobs ke nipple saaf dikh rahe the. Sanjeev bistar par leta tha, apne phone mein laga hua. Ritu uske paas aayi aur boli, “Sanjeev, kabhi meri taraf bhi dekh. Main bhi aurat hoon, meri bhi bhookh hai.”

Sanjeev ne phone side mein rakha aur kaha, “Arre Ritu, main thak gaya hoon. Kal baat karenge.” Ritu ka gussa bhada, par usne apni aag ko dabaya. Woh aangan mein chali gayi, jahan Akshat aur Laksh baithe the, dono apne phone mein lage hue.

“Maa, aap itni sundar ho, phir bhi itni udaas kyun rehti ho?” Akshat ne baat shuru ki, apna lund pant ke andar theek karte hue.

Ritu ne dono beto ko dekha, aur uske man mein ek gandi si lehar uthi. “Beta, sundarta ka kya faida jab dil aur badan dono tadapte hain?” Usne thandi saans li, uski aankhon mein hawas ki chamak thi.

Laksh ne himmat karke kaha, “Maa, agar aapki tadap hum door kar sakte hain, to bolo.” Akshat ne bhi haami bhari, “Haan maa, hum aapko khush kar sakte hain.”

Ritu ke man mein ek ladai chhid gayi. Ek taraf thi uski maa wali sharam, doosri taraf thi uski chut ki aag. Usne socha, “Sanjeev meri bhookh nahi mita sakta. Kya galat hai agar main apni khushi ka rasta chunu?” Usne dheere se kaha, “Theek hai, lekin yeh baat ghar ke andar hi rahegi. Aur Sanjeev ko bhi manana hoga.”
Ritu ne Akshat aur Laksh ko apne kamre mein bulaya, jahan Sanjeev sofe par baitha tha, apne phone mein laga hua. Ritu ne usko bulaya aur boli, “Sanjeev, mujhe tujhse zaroori baat karni hai.” Sanjeev ne phone rakha aur kamre mein aaya. Ritu ki aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi, aur Akshat aur Laksh ke dil zor-zor se dhadak rahe the. Kya hone wala tha? Kya Ritu apni hawas ko Sanjeev ke samne khulega? Yeh ghar ka raaz kahan tak jayega?

Great start.. Keep. Writing

 

[Faatboy]

Pre-Story Reveal: Maa Ki Bhosada Live Tamasha
Rohtak ke ek chhote se mohalle mein, Ritu, 38 saal ki seedhi saadi Maa, apni bhosada—chut ke baal se bhari, hamesha gili—aur moti gaand ke sath, ek sadharan ghar mein apni pyaasi jawani ka dard chhupaye jeeti hai. Uska pati, Sanjeev, 42 saal ka dukaandaar, apne chhote 6 inch ke lund se do dhakke mein jhad jata hai, Ritu ki chut ko tadapta chhod deta hai. Unka bada beta, Akshat, 22 saal ka shaitaan, 8 inch ke kale mote lund wala, apni Maa ke jism par gandi nazar rakhta hai, uska dimaag ek besharm khel ka jaal bun raha hai—Ritu ki bhosada ko live cam par nanga karke crore mardon ke lund se paisa aur shohrat kamaane ka. Chhota beta, Laksh, 20 saal ka, 5 inch ke takatwar lund wala seedha ladka, apni Maa ke liye thodi vasna aur thodi sharam rakhta hai, par Akshat ke gande jaal mein phans jata hai. Akshat, is ganda tamashe ka villain aur sanchalak, Ritu ki naadan chut ko apne lund ke khel mein phansata hai, pehle mask ke peechhe chhupkar, phir ek bada hadsa usse aur parivaar ko nanga chehra dikhane par majboor karta hai. Threesome se BDSM, roleplay se public khel, aur viewer ke paise ke gande tasks tak, Ritu ek home slave ban kar apni bhosada se duniya par raaj karti hai. Yeh 30 episode ki gandi kahani hai Akshat ke shaitaani dimaag, Ritu ke bhosada ke nasha, aur ek ghar ke besharm tamashe ki, jahan har dhakka Ritu ki chut ko shohrat ki bulandi par le jata hai. Kya Maa ki bhosada duniya jeetegi, ya Akshat ka khel unhe tabah karega?

I have changed the plot and made it more hardcore and proper plot

 

[Faatboy]

Episode 1

Rohtak ke ek chhote se mohalle mein, jahan subah ke 7 baje pados ke dukaanon ke shutter khulne ki awaazein aur mandir ki ghantiyaan goonj rahi thi, Ritu ka ghar ek sadharan si duniya ka hissa lagta tha. Par is ghar ke andar, Ritu ki bhosada—chut ke baal se bhari, hamesha gili—ek toofan utha raha tha, jo uski seedhi saadi zindagi ko besharm khel ka maidaan banane wala tha. Ritu, 38 saal ki, ek naadan aurat, apni moti gaand aur bade chhati (34D) ke sath, bas ghar ke kaam aur pooja-path mein doobi rehti thi. Uski bhosada, garmi se bhari, har raat tadapti thi, kyunki uska pati, Sanjeev, 42 saal ka dukaandaar, apne chhote 6 inch ke lund se do dhakke mein jhad jata tha, Ritu ki chut ko pyaasa chhod deta tha. Unka bada beta, Akshat, 22 saal ka shaitaan, 8 inch ke kale mote lund wala, apni Maa ke jism par gandi nazar rakhta tha, uska dimaag ek ganda jaal bun raha tha—Ritu ki chut ko live cam par nanga karke crore mardon ke lund se paisa kamaane ka. Chhota beta, Laksh, 20 saal ka seedha ladka, 5 inch ke takatwar lund wala, apni Maa ke liye thodi vasna aur thodi sharam mehsoos karta tha, par Akshat ke gande khayal usse bhi jald hi phansa lenge.

Subah ke 7:30 baje, Ritu rasoi mein aloo-parwal ki sabzi kaat rahi thi. Usne ek purani safed saree pehni thi, jo uske bade chhati aur moti gaand se chipak rahi thi. Saree ka pallu thoda sarrak gaya tha, jisse uska blouse uske chhati ke ubhaar ko chhupa nahi pa raha tha, aur uske kale nipple patle kapde ke andar halke se dikh rahe the. Uska chehra udaas tha—kal raat Sanjeev ne phir uski chut ko chhua bhi nahi, uska lund ek minute mein jhad gaya, aur Ritu ki bhosada gili aur tadapti reh gayi. “Sanjeev ka lund to ab namard ho gaya,” usne socha, apni petticoat ke andar chut ke baal par hath pherte hue, uski ungliyan halke se gili ho gayi. Usne apni saans roki, sharam se uska chehra laal ho gaya, par uski bhosada mein ek ajeeb si garmi thi.

Sanjeev, dukaan ke liye taiyaar hote hue, ek dheela kurta-pajama pehne, rasoi mein aaya. Usne Ritu ko dekha, uske chhati ke shape blouse mein saaf dikh rahe the, aur uska 6 inch ka lund pajama ke andar thoda sakht ho gaya. Par dukaan ka hisaab uske dimaag mein chhaya hua tha. “Ritu, chai jaldi de, aaj bada sauda hai,” usne kaha, pyala uthate hue. Ritu ne ek thandi muskaan di, “Sanjeev, tu to bas dukaan mein hi laga rehta hai. Ghar mein bhi kabhi dekh liya kar.” Usne apna pallu thoda adjust kiya, uske chhati aur ubhar aaye, par Sanjeev ne “hmmm” kaha aur darwaze ki taraf badh gaya. Ritu ne ek thandi saans li, uski bhosada ab bhi garmi se bhar rahi thi.

Akshat, apne kamre mein, apna phone chala raha tha, uska 8 inch ka kala lund pajama ke andar sakht tha. Usne kal raat Ritu ko bistar par sote hue dekha tha, uski saree uski moti gaand se chipki hui thi, aur uske dimaag mein ek ganda khayal aaya—apni Maa ki bhosada ko live cam par dikhakar duniya ke mardon ke lund se paisa kamaana. Woh ek gandi cam site par tha, jahan auraten apni chut aur gaand ke nange tamashe dikhati thi, aur laakhon mard un par muth maarte the. “Maa ki chut aur gaand to perfect hai,” usne socha, apna lund sehlate hue, ek shaitaani muskaan uske chehre par thi. Usne Ritu ke phone mein chhup kar ek gandi cam site ka link daal diya, jisse woh “galti se” us par chali jaye. Usne apne plan ka pehla kadam utha diya—Ritu ko apne jaal mein phansana.

Laksh, apne kamre mein, apne dost se phone par baat kar raha tha, par uski aankhein rasoi mein Ritu par thi. Uski saree uski gaand ke shape ko dikhati thi, aur uska 5 inch ka lund bhi sakht ho gaya. Par uske dil mein sharam thi, aur woh apni vasna ko daba raha tha. “Maa itni sundar kyun hai,” usne socha, apni aankhein neeche karke. Usne apna phone band kiya aur dost ke ghar jane ke liye nikal gaya, par uska dimaag Ritu ke jism par hi atak gaya.

Dopahar ke 1 baje, jab Sanjeev dukaan par tha aur Laksh bahar gaya tha, Ritu ghar mein akeli thi. Woh apne phone mein kuch dekh rahi thi, jab Akshat ka daala hua link uske samne aaya. Usne galti se click kiya, aur ek cam site khul gayi, jahan ek aurat apni chut aur gaand dikhate hue, nanga khel khel rahi thi, aur hazaron mard uske liye paisa barsa rahe the. Ritu ka chehra sharam se laal ho gaya, uski chut gili ho gayi, par usne jaldi phone band kar diya. “Hai Ram, yeh kya ganda kaam hai,” usne socha, apni saans tez hoti hui mehsoos karte hue. Par uski bhosada mein garmi badh rahi thi, aur woh apne bistar par let gayi. Usne apni saree upar ki, petticoat ke andar hath dala, aur apni chut ke baal par ungliyan pherne lagi. Uski bhosada gili thi, aur uske muh se dheemi siskiyan nikal rahi thi, “Ohh... yeh kya ho raha hai mujhe,” usne socha, par uski ungliyan tez chal rahi thi, uski chut ke baal gile ho gaye. Uski chhati upar-neeche ho rahi thi, blouse ke button dab rahe the, aur usne apni aankhein band kar li, siskiyan chhupate hue, “Bas thodi der... koi nahi dekh raha.” Usne apni ungli andar daali, aur ek dheemi cheekh nikli, uski bhosada ka rass uski ungliyon par tapak raha tha.

Akshat, apne kamre ke darwaze ke peechhe chhup kar, Ritu ki siskiyan sun raha tha. Usne uske chehre ka laalpan dekha, uski saree ka bheega hissa dekha, aur uske chehre par ek gandi muskaan aayi. “Maa, tu ab meri bhosada banegi,” usne socha, apna lund pajama ke andar sakht hota mehsoos karte hue. Usne apne phone mein ek note likha—Ritu ko agle khel mein phansane ka plan. Woh janta tha ki Ritu ki pyaasi chut uske jaal ka pehla shikar banegi, aur woh live cam ka tamasha shuru karne ke liye taiyaar tha.

Shaam ke 6 baje, Laksh ghar wapas aaya, usne Ritu ko dekha, uski saree thodi bheegi thi, aur uska chehra ab bhi sharam se laal tha. “Maa, tu theek hai na?” usne dheeme se poochha, apni aankhein neeche karte hue. Ritu ne jaldi pallu theek kiya, “Haan, beta, bas thodi garmi hai,” usne kaha, par uski awaaz mein ek kampan tha. Sanjeev raat ke 8 baje ghar aaya, thaka hua, aur khana kha kar so gaya. Ritu bistar par leti, uski bhosada ab bhi gili thi, aur uske dimaag mein cam site ka woh nanga tamasha ghum raha tha. Akshat, apne kamre mein, apna lund sehlate hue, apne plan ke agle kadam ke bare mein soch raha tha. “Maa, tu jald hi meri live rani banegi,” usne socha, uski aankhein gandi vasna se chamak rahi thi. Ghar mein ek besharm khel ka pehla toofan uth chuka tha, aur Ritu ki chut iska shuruaati maidaan thi.

Updated Episode 1 with new start this will be far far better and more horny and erotic

 

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