MAA KI GARAM RAAZ: BETE KE SAATH GILI DATING: PART No: 3
### Chapter 3: Galti Se Porn Aur Oil Massage
Subah ki pehli kiran khidki ke patle parde ko chhed kar andar ghus aayi thi, uski narm golden roshni ko poore kamre mein failaate hue jaise koi chhupa hua raaz jaag utha ho aur har cheez ko nayi chamak se bhar de, bed ki chadar par bikhri hui aur Shyamala ke badan par tikti hui jo abhi bhi raat ki sulagti garmi se bhara pada tha. Shyamala bed par leti hui apni aankhein kholi, aur usi pal mein raat ki yaadein uske mann mein tezi se ubhar aayi – woh pillow fight ka woh gehra chipakna jahaan Sourav ka mazboot seena uske naram, jalte boobs se dab gaya tha, uski garam saans jo uski gardan par lag rahi thi jaise ek chhed raha ho skin ko, aur uske haath jo galti se uski juicy hips ke nimir par ruk gaye the, woh touch jo abhi bhi uske badan mein ek halki si bijli ki lahar ki tarah mehsoos ho raha tha, nipples ko sakht karte hue aur neeche ek namii si chhodte hue. Woh bed par leti rahi ek lambi saans lete hue, apne haath ko apne pet par le jaate hue jahaan ek namii si reh gayi thi un sapnon se jo raat bhar usko jagaye rakhe the, sapne jahaan Sourav ka badan uske upar tha poora, uski neeli aankhein uski kaali aankhon mein doob rahi thi jaise ek gehra samundar, aur woh laal honth uske honthon ko chhu rahe the jaise ek vaada jo badan ko kaanp raha ho. "Yeh kya ho raha hai mujhse? Beta mera hai, lekin yeh laalach, yeh garmi jo har saans mein badh rahi hai aur mera badan ko jalaa rahi hai," socha usne, uski awaaz andar hi andar goonjti hui, 39 saal ki umar mein yeh jazbaat jaise ek purani aag ko nayi hawa mil gayi ho, sulagti hui, tanhai ke saalon ko bhoolaate hue aur uske badan ko naye rangon se rangte hue, boobs ko heavy karte hue aur pussy ko gili karte hue.
Woh bed se utri, apne pairon ko zameen par tikate hue jo thode kaanp rahe the excitement se, aur simple white kurti pehan li, woh fabric jo uski gardan ko khula chhodti thi aur neeche se uske 36D boobs ko uthaati thi jaise unko jaan bujhkar tease kar rahi ho, salwar tight hips par chipki hui uski juicy curves ko aur highlight kar rahi jaise ek invitation jo badan ko aur sulgata ho. Aaina ke saamne khadi hui woh, apne baalon ko khule chhodte hue ungliyan phiraayi jaise har strand ko mehsoos kar rahi ho, laal bindiya lagayi jo uski forehead par chamak uthi, traditional roop mein bhi ek sulagti hui temptation mehsoos ho rahi thi usko, jaise aaj har movement mein kuch naya hone wala ho, kuch jo uske badan ko aur gehre mein le jaaye aur uski pussy ko aur gili kar de. Kitchen ki taraf badhi woh, pairon ki chappal ki awaaz marble par dheemi goonj ban rahi thi jaise uski dil ki dhadkan ka sath de rahi ho, aur woh soch rahi thi ki aaj ka samay sirf baatein nahi hoga, balki ek aur mauka hoga closeness ka, woh romantic moments jo unke beech badalte ja rahe the, haath haath mein pakde hue aur touches secret.
Phone ki screen par Priya ka message jagmaga utha tab, "Maa, kal aaungi Raj ke saath, bhai se milne ka intezaar!" Shyamala muskurayi dheere se, reply type kiya fingers se, "Haan beta, aaj subah Sourav ke saath chai aur baatein." Lekin uska mann kahin aur tha, Priya ki dates ki yaad se ek jalti hui excitement mehsoos hui, ab woh sab unke beech badalne wale the, aur us soch se hi uske neeche ek khujli mehsoos hui, garmi badh gayi jo raat se chali aa rahi thi. Doorbell ki awaaz aayi tab, halki si lekin dil ko hilane wali, jaise intezaar ka ant ho raha ho aur naya shuruaat. Shyamala ne haath saaf kiye towel se, dupatta theek kiya kandhe par, aur darwaza khola, uski saans thodi tez ho gayi excitement se.
Saamne Sourav khada tha, tight blue t-shirt mein uska seena ubhra hua tha jaise uske boobs ki shape ko mirror kar raha ho, woh fabric chipki hui paseene se subah ki walk ke baad, jeans shorts se taangein mazboot aur athletic chamak rahi thi roshni mein. Baal ponytail mein bandhe hue thode bigde, neeli aankhein eyeliner se aur chamakti hui, laal honth muskurahat ke saath khule hue jaise ek kiss ka vaada. "Maa, good morning," boli uski awaaz gehri aur pyaar bhari, American accent ki halki chhaap ke saath jo uske dil ko aur hilati thi. Backpack kandhe par latka hua tha uska, dusra haath mein ek chhota sa gift bag, shayad hotel se laaya hua kuch special. Shyamala ka dil zor se dhadak utha us pal mein, woh aage badhi aur usko gale laga liya tight, uska badan garam tha subah ki mehnat se, paseena ki halki khushboo mili fresh cologne ke saath jo uski gardan par mehsoos hui jaise ek perfume of desire. Uske seene se uske boobs dab gaye poore zor se, nipples ki hardness mehsoos hui blouse ke neeche ragad se, aur woh touch usko ek current ki tarah badan bhar faila gaya, pussy mein ek pulse. "Lamba sapna tha tera raat bhar, beta, tera badan mere sapnon mein hi tha," boli woh, awaaz kamp rahi, haath se uski peeth sehlaate hue ungliyan muscles par phirti hui jaise har line ko mehsoos kar rahi ho. Sourav ne haath uski kamar par rakha mazboot, hug ko lamba kiya, saans uski baalon mein gayi garam, "Haan maa, tera hi sapna, jet lag bhool gaya teri garmi se. Hug se sab theek ho jata hai."
Hug khatam hua jaise dono ko woh pal aur lambi chahiye thi, nazrein mili lambi aur gehri, neeli aankhein uski kaali aankhon mein doob gayi jaise kuch keh rahi hon bina bole, ek raaz jo ab khulne wala ho. Shyamala ne bag liya uska, gift bag ko dekha: "Yeh kya hai beta, mere liye?" Sourav muskuraya laal honth kholte hue, andar le aate hue: "Tere liye chocolates, America se laaya, sweet jaise tu hai maa, aur garam jaise teri saans." Shyamala ke gaal sulag uthay, dil mein garmi badh gayi, "Badmaash, aise taareef mat kar warna... chal, fresh ho ja pehle. Chai banaati hoon, fruits ke saath." Sourav ne haan kaha, apne room ki taraf badha lekin peeche mudkar dekha, nazar uski hips par thehri, "Maa, tu bhi saath aa kitchen mein, chai mix karte hain saath jaise couple, haath haath mein." Shyamala hans padi sharm se, saath chali gayi uske peeche, uski nazar uski taangon par thehri.
Kitchen mein pahunch gaye, counter par chai masala, doodh aur fruits rakhe the, Shyamala ne gas on kiya aur doodh ubaalne lagi, har bubble mein ek rhythm. Sourav paas khada ho gaya itna ki uska badan uske badan se chhu raha tha, t-shirt ke neeche se uski muscles chamak rahi thi. "Yeh chai banaate hain saath, beta," boli woh, pan uske taraf badhate hue ungliyan chhuti hui. Sourav ne haath badhaya masala ke liye, lekin galti se uske haath se chhua – ungliyan phisli masala ki powder mein, ek current mehsoos hua badan bhar mein, nipples hard ho gaye. "Arre, masala jaise mera badan sensitive hai touch se," boli Shyamala sharma kar, haath nahi hataya, ungliyan interlaced ho gayi. Chai mix karte hue, Sourav ne poocha awaaz dheemi: "Maa, music lagaun romantic wala, dance karte hue banaayenge, haath kamar par rakh kar."
Shyamala ki aankhein chamak uthi, phone se "Tum hi ho" play kiya, soft beats goonj uthi. Sourav ne haath badhaya: "Chal maa, leads kar tu." Shyamala haath pakad liya, kitchen mein ghumne lage, uske haath uski kamar par mazboot, fingers juicy hips ke curve ko mehsoos karte. Shyamala leads kar rahi thi, badan paas aata-jaata, uski gardan par saans garam lag rahi thi, nipples tease ho rahe. Gaana mein lyrics aaye, Shyamala ka chehra uske kandhe par tik gaya, haath se seena chhua, muscles mehsoos karte. "Tu achha dance karta hai beta, jaise mera lover, yeh touch mazaa aa raha," boli woh awaaz mein sulagti lajja, neeche gili ho rahi thi. Sourav ne kamar pakdi, badan paas kiya, lund ka outline hips se ragad kha gaya, "Tujhse seekha maa, yeh close feel, teri garmi hot hai." Gaana khatam hua, haath alag nahi hue, saansein mili hui, hawa bhari garmi se.
Chai tayyar ho gayi, cups mein daali steam uth rahi thi, fruits ke saath serve kiye. Breakfast table par baith gaye, garam chai se bhari cups, Sourav ne sip liya, honth se chai khincha, "Wah maa, yeh heaven ka taste, fresh aur garam bilkul teri tarah." Shyamala ka dil hil gaya, pair table ke neeche chhu gaye, ragad khaate, "Ab roz banaungi beta, dates par try karenge naye tastes." Baatein lambi khinchi, nashta khatam hua, utsaah baaki.
Living room mein shift hue, TV on kiya zombie show, Sourav let gaya, Shyamala paas baith gayi, sir god mein rakh liya, taangon par chehra tik gaya. "Comfortable beta," poocha woh, haath se baal chhu te, ungliyan scalp par phirti. Sourav ne haan kaha, haath taang par rakha, fingers sehlaate, "Bahut maa, tera touch aur zyada." Episode shuru hua, zombies chase, hasi chhoot gayi, Shyamala peeth rub karna shuru kiya, shoulders se, ungliyan muscles sehlaati. "Thak gaya hoga," boli woh. Sourav moan nikla, "Achha lag raha, neeche jaa."
Rub neeche gaya mid-back tak, ungliyan spine upar-neeche phir rahi thi circular motions mein jaise ek rhythm of desire, Sourav ka badan relax ho raha tha poora lekin saansein thodi tez ho gayi excitement se. Phir remote gir gaya sofa ke neeche achanak jaise ek interruption, Sourav ne haath badhaya uthane ko god se sir uthaate hue, lekin galat button daba diya remote ka jaldi mein.
Channel badal gaya ekdum, aur screen par achanak porn aa gaya vivid aur raw. Close-up scene tha ek mard aur aurat ka intense, mard aurat ki taangon ke beech jhuka hua tha poori tarah, jeebh se uski pussy ko lick kar raha tha dheere-dheere lekin hungry, camera zoom in kiya gili folds par jo chamak rahi thi juices se, clit par circle bana raha tha tongue se teasing, andar bahar karte hue, aur aurat ke moans loud aur gehre the jaise ek symphony, "Ahh... deeper, lick my wet pussy harder!" Shyamala ki saans ruk gayi ekdum us scene se, woh jaldi se haath se apni aur Sourav ki aankhein dhak li blanket se jo paas pada tha, "Arre beta, yeh kya dekh rahe ho hum! Band kar jaldi, mat dekh yeh ganda sab, yeh... yeh sirf imagination ke liye." Chehra jal raha tha sharm se poora, lekin dil zor se dhadak raha tha jaise drum, neeche salwar mein ek tez garmi mehsoos hui jaise woh scene uske badan mein utar gaya ho, clit par ek pulse, pussy gili ho gayi imagination se us tongue ki.
Sourav ne remote pakda jaldi se haath hilate hue, channel badla wapas show par lekin chehra laal ho gaya uska bhi excitement se, "Sorry maa, galti se ho gaya remote girne se, yeh TV mein kabhi ho jata hai lekin... yeh scene, god, woh lick ki awaaz abhi bhi kaanon mein." Hawa mein awkwardness fail gayi ekdum lekin uske saath ek alag si garmi badh gayi thi jo chhup nahi pa rahi thi, dono ki saansein tez ho rahi thi jaise synced, neeche dono ke badan mein ek khujli. Shyamala ne blanket hataya chehra side karke, topic badalne ki koshish mein: "Koi baat nahi beta, yeh asar kar gaya thoda hum par, lekin bhool ja ab, show dekhte hain zombies ke saath hasne ke liye, woh hamesha mazedaar hote hain." Lekin mann mein woh scene baith gaya tha gehra, woh lick ki dheemi lekin intense motion, gili clit ka suck jaise uska haath wahan ho, moans ki awaaz uske kaanon mein goonj rahi thi jaise invitation. Sourav ne sir wapas god mein rakh diya, lekin awaaz dheemi aur sulagti hui: "Maa, back ka dard abhi bhi hai lower mein thoda sa, rub achha tha upar se lekin poora nahi gaya, jaise woh scene mein woh touch."
Shyamala ne socha ek pal lambi, dil mein ek sulagti hui laalach mehsoos hui jaise aag lag gayi ho, phir boli awaaz kamp rahi thodi si lekin determined: "Theek hai beta, bed par let ja mere room mein ab, oil massage doon proper coconut wala garam karke, tension poori nikal jayegi haath se badan ko mehsoos karte hue." Sourav ki aankhein chamak uthi thodi si excitement se, woh utha sofa se: "Haan maa, try karte hain, teri ungliyan toh jaadu kar dengi." Dono uske room mein gaye haath haath mein pakde hue, room mein roshni soft thi shaam hone se pehle jaise ek intimate cocoon, bed par white sheet faili hui chamak rahi. Sourav bed par pet ke bal let gaya, t-shirt upar kar li peeth tak poori, skin smooth aur mazboot dikhti hui jaise ek canvas tayyar. Shyamala kitchen se oil bottle laayi, microwave mein halka sa garam kiya usko, haathon par daala aur garam mehsoos hua ungliyon ko jaise uska badan hi tayyar ho raha ho touch ke liye. Bed ke kinaare baith gayi woh bilkul paas, haath uski peeth par rakha oil se slip karte hue: "Relax beta, aankhein band kar le ab, saansein le gehri aur lambi, main hoon na yahaan har touch ke saath."
Massage shuru hua shoulders se jaise ek ritual, Shyamala ki ungliyan oil se slip kar rahi thi skin par smooth, circular motions mein dabati hui har muscle ko kholti hui ek-ek knot ko jaise personally address kar rahi ho, oil ki chamak uski peeth par fail gayi poori tarah aur woh skin garam ho rahi thi haathon ke neeche jaise aag sulag rahi ho andar se. Sourav ka ek halka moan nikla muh se araam se lekin deep, "Mmm... wah maa, yahaan tight tha pehle itna, ab teri ungliyon se khul raha hai jaise mera badan tera hai." Shyamala muskurayi andar se us awaaz se, haath neeche sarakaya bina jaldi ke, mid-back tak pahuncha spine ke saath upar-neeche phir rahi ungliyan jaise ek wave, uski saansein regular ho rahi thi lekin woh garmi haathon se badan tak badh rahi thi jaise current, porn ki yaad mili hui us lick ki tarah. Haath sides par gaye explore karte hue, ribs ke neeche dabate hue galti se uske boobs ke edges chhu gaye – woh soft curve blouse ke neeche se mehsoos hua poora, nipples hard ho gaye thode se ragad se jaise bechain, Shyamala ka dil dhadka zor se ekdum lekin haath ruk gaya sirf ek pal, neeche salwar mein gili ho rahi thi aur gehri, clit par ek pulse build ho raha jaise woh touch uska hi ho, lekin woh continue kiya tension andar se sulagti hui jaise ek firework ready.
"Aur neeche jaaun beta, lower back par, wahan dard ko poora khol doon?" poocha usne awaaz mein care aur laalach mila hua, haath abhi bhi sides par reh kar tease karte hue. Sourav ne haan kaha saans tez karte hue lekin araam se, "Haan maa... lower back, wahan dard zyada hai, dabao mazboot teri ungliyon se, jaise woh scene mein woh touch." Shyamala ne oil aur daala haathon par fresh, phir lower back par rakha haath, fingers waist ke juicy curve par phirti hui shorts ki edge tak pahunchi, dabaya mazboot circular mein lekin intimate, ungliyan slip hui oil se galti se shorts ke andar thoda sa chali gayi, uski skin garam aur smooth mehsoos hui neeche poori tarah, lund ka outline mehsoos hua haath ko hard ho raha tha jaise response us touch ka. Sourav ka moan gehra ho gaya pleasure mein,
"Ahh... yeh... amazing maa, wahan... haan, aur dabao, teri garmi mehsoos ho rahi neeche tak." Shyamala ka badan bhi garam ho raha tha poora ab, neeche gili ho chuki thi juices se, clit par ek khujli intense jaise woh tongue wahan ho porn se, haath sides se wapas aaye peeth par lekin ab pressure alag tha, intimate aur teasing, har motion mein time ruk raha tha jaise ek slow dance, saansein synced ho gayi dono ki jaise ek heartbeat.
Massage 20 minute chala jaise ghante beet gaye har dab mein ek naya thrill build karte hue, aakhir haath ruk gaye bina jaldi ke, Shyamala ne towel se haath saaf kiye lekin ungliyan abhi bhi garam mehsoos kar rahi thi. Sourav dheere se utha bed se muskurata hua, chehra relaxed aur thoda laal garmi se, aankhein uski mein ek chamak: "Thanks maa, yeh best massage tha kabhi, tension poori gayab upper se lekin... ab sirf neeche reh gayi thodi si, teri ungliyon ki yaad se." Shyamala ne blanket daala uske upar, haath se gaal chhua ungliyan honth ke paas phirate hue jaise tease: "Achha laga toh khushi hui beta, ab so ja thoda vacation ke maze le, kal mall jaayenge haath pakde." Woh let gaya wapas aankhein band kar li pleasure mein, Shyamala room se nikal aayi darwaza band karte hue, lekin apne room mein pahunchi toh darwaza lock kiya. Bed par let gayi woh, haath neeche sark gaya salwar mein bina ruk ke, fingers gili pussy par lage clit rub kiya slow circles mein build karte hue, "Beta ka touch... uske moans... lund ka hard outline haath mein," socha usne imagination mein doobte hue, speed badhaayi dheere se, andar do fingers daale G-spot hit karte hue deep, squirt aaya chhoti si orgasm se saans tez karte hue, badan kaanp gaya pleasure mein: "Beta ka touch chahiye ab poora, yeh closeness... aur gehri chahiye, dates mein." Yeh raaz sulag raha tha ab aur gehra, kal ka intezaar aur garam jaise ek aag ready.
