Ek Maa Ki Kahani – 131

diya ho,ab to jaise do aatmao ka atoot milan shuru ho chuka tha main paglo jaise ammi ki dard bhari cheekhti aankhon me dekh apni kamr ko aaghe peeche kar kass kass k dhakkay ammi ki tight aur paak phuddi me lgayi ja rha tha aur yaqeen maane k ammi ki phuddi ki andar se ragar itni zyada thi k har dhakkay sath maze se meri b aaaah nikal rahi thi aur main ammi ki payalo k shor me lgatar apne bete hone ka farz nibhaye ja raha tha…mera mota mosal har dhakkay sath ammi ki gehrayi takk jata aur ammi ki fertile bachhedani pe ja thokar marta aur ammi dard aur maze k mix expressions k sath chilaye ja rahi thi k holiiiiii putarrrrrrrrrr ahhhhhhhhhhhhh meriiiiiiiiiiii phuddi rabbbaaaaaaa soneyaaaaaaaaa bachaaaaaaaaaa leyyyyyy menuuuuuuuuuuuuu uhhhhhhhhmmmmmmm ahhhhhhhhhhh…manzar itna dilkash tha k ooper wala b iss waqt apne saare kaam chor dekh raha hoga ooper se k aisa atooot pavitra(paak) rishta pori dunia me kahin na dekhne ko mile…ghar aur apne mulk se hazaaron mile dur iss chote se khoobsurat Island k beech me khulay aasman talay suhaag k bed pe do jismon k sath sath do aatmaon ka b milan ho raha tha k kaise ek 47 saal ki maa apne *7 saal k saghe bete k sath sohagraat mna rahi thi aur kaise iss duble patlay bete ne apni maa k gore sang e mar mari se ghadraye jism ko apne qaabu me kiya hoa tha aur apni maa ki gori payalo wali taange uthaye apni maa ko dohra kar usku phuddi me apna mota mosal tezi se in out kari ja raha tha aur maa dard aur maze se cheekhi ja rahi thi zor zor se iss khuli fiza me…maa ki harr cheekh me asal me ooper wale k liye dhanyavaad tha aur dil me apne ladlay bete k liye atoot pyaar aur …