Parivaar Mein Cucks – Part 3 (The Orgy)
Rishton Mein Chudai
Submit Report This story is part of the Parivaar mein cucks series That small moment of a couple of minutes was so fucking hot. Raghu and Dad watching Kriti and Mom practicing the doggy pose. Raghu’s shorts had a huge tent with a boner; so did Dad’s lungi. In that sudden moment, both Kriti and Mom noticed from behind. They stood up in an instant. Both of them put their heads down and ran into their own rooms. The men too got awkward. They saw each other’s boners. Dad instantly went to his room. Raghu gave him a little space, and he walked out of the house. Once Dad shut his room’s door, Raghu went to his room. Raghu entered the room. Kriti spoke up instantly. Kriti: Yaar, kabse khade the Papa udhar?? (blushing) Raghu: Hum dono saath hi ghuse kitchen mein. Phir tum dono ko aise dekh ke ruk gaye dono. Kriti: Koi toh warning sign… kuch de dete, yaar. Raghu: Maa ko tumhare saath ghodi bante dekh ke main khud hairaan tha. Kuch bol hi nahi saka. Waise, kar kya rahe tum aur Maa? Kriti: Aaj jo Maa Papa ko chudai karte dekha tha… woh discuss kar rahi thi Maa. Toh Maa ne bataya ki unhone bhi hume chudai karte dekha tha. Raghu: What the fuck!! Kriti: Wahi toh. I was shocked… but masti wala mood instantly jaag gaya. Phir unhone aur spicy kar diya environment. Raghu: Kya hua? Kriti: She asked me how I enjoy doggy pose so much. Unhone bataya Papa ka lund adha hi ghusta hai unki chut mein jab woh doggy karte hain. Raghu: Papa ka lund chota hai kya? Kriti: Arey, yaar… aisa nahi hai. Missionary mein pura bhar jata hai chut. Theek-thaak size hai. Maa ko bend karna nahi aata tha. Raghu: Accha. Isliye tum usey bend karna sikha rahi thi. Abhi samajh aaya woh scene. Kriti: Awkward ho gaya na scene? Maa ne humko dekh liya sex karte hue. Humne unko dekh liya. And then this. Raghu: Zyada hi tharki ho gaya, yaar, scene. I’m still hard. Kriti: Meri bhi chut geeli ho gayi hai, yaar. Raghu: Kapde utaar do. Raha nahi jaa raha. Raghu jumps into her, starts sucking her boobs. And they fucking forgot to shut the door in a hurry. On the other side, another conversation was going on. As soon as Dad entered his room ten minutes ago, he asked in shock, but he was also horny. Dad: Kya tha, Gunju, woh? Kar kya rahe the tum Bahu ke saath? Mom: Sorry ji. Woh na usne dekh liya tha na tabhi hum dono ko karte hue. Toh main keh rahi thi ki yeh baat Raghu ko mat batana. Dad: Utna toh theek hai. Phir floor pe jo dono ghodi bani hui thi, woh kya tha? Mom: Woh na ji… (She lied a little) Kriti ko bura lag raha tha ki usne yeh sab dekh liya. Toh usko zyada bura feel na ho, isliye maine bhi bol diya ki humne bhi dekha hua hai unko karte hue. Toh equal ho gaya… bura kuch nahi hai. Dad: Phir? (Dad said that with a hint of lust) Mom: Lambi baat hui. Kriti ne bataya woh log kaise-kaise karte hain… kis jagah pe. Dad: Acche se batao, puri baat. (Dad’s dick was rising) Mom: Usne kaha woh log balcony mein karte the khade-khade. Kabhi-kabhi koi dekh leta tha unko… ussey aur zyada mazaa aata tha. Dad slipped his tongue: Mazaa aata hoga, yaar. Mom: Sach mein kya ji?… Mujhe bhi aisa laga. Dad: Phir kya hua jo tum dono ghodi bani hui thi? Mom: (She lied a little again) Usne kaha ki ghodi banne ka tarika hai ek jisme mazaa double hota hai chudai ka. Woh sikha rahi thi… main copy kar rahi thi ussey. Dad: Accha. Isliye aisi thi tum dono?? Mom: Haan ji. (She blushed) Dad: Bahu se chudai sikh rahi ho tum?? (Dad grabbed her boobs, started massaging) Kitni dirty ho gayi ho… Mom: Aisa mat bolo ji. Woh log modern hain. Kuch baatein sikhne mein kya burai hai?? (Mom getting horny) Dad was getting all turned on, ready to fuck. Mom: Chalo na, ji… unse baat karte hain. Kuch cheezein naye karte hain. Ab itna toh ho hi gaya. Direct sikhenge. Raghu bhi kuch bolega agar aap puchenge toh… Dad: (Little shocked but still horny) Directly kaise baat karu?? Baap hoon… sharam aayegi. Mom: Try kar ke dekhte hain na ji?? Kya pata… accha ho jaye. (Mom was so horny after all this; she had in mind of fucking in the same room) Dad: Kaise kya bolu, Gunju? (He was feeling awkward, yet he also had in mind of seeing Kriti fuck again, also to fuck her) Mom: Chal ke dekhte hain. Kriti ne toh bata bhi diya Raghu ko shayad. Aapko bas thoda try karna hoga. Dad: (He was so horny for anything) Chalo, jaate hain. — Raghu’s room. Lights were on, the door was a little open. There was no sound coming out. Mom and Dad thought they were getting ready to sleep maybe. Both of them at the door. Just pushed the door slowly. Before Mom or Dad could say anything, Raghu was on his knees holding Kriti’s head. Kriti was bent down, doggy pose, sucking Raghu’s dick. Naked. Mom and Dad didn’t know how to respond. Raghu and Kriti both were high in the moment. Mom and Dad stumbled outside. Raghu and Kriti realized. They jumped to cover with a blanket. Mom and Dad were already outside, closing the door behind, giving them time. Raghu with an awkward voice said: Raghu: Sorry Papa. Woh darwaza band karna bhool gaye. Kuch kaam tha kya? (beating his head) Raghu and Kriti trying to dress up. Raghu grabbed the shorts, pulled up a t-shirt. Kriti pulled her shorts too; no panties. She grabbed a sleeveless t-shirt; no bra. Dad: Sorry, hum woh kuch baat karne aaye the. Koi awaaz nahi aayi toh socha bathroom mein honge. Kriti hurrying to open the door. Kriti: Koi nahi, Papa… Maa… aa jaiye andar. (Hesitantly) Mom: Koi nahi, Bahu. Rehne do aaj. Kal baat karte hain. Kriti: Kuch nahi hoga, Maa. Kuch urgent hoga, isliye dono aaye ho shayad. Baat kar lete. Yeh sab kuch nahi hai. Dad: Kuch urgent nahi tha, Bahu. Aise hi cheezein discuss karni thi. Tum log continue karo. Mom: (Whispering) Yeh kya bol rahe ho, ji? Continue karo? Aise kaun bolta hai? Dad: (Hesitantly) Sorry, sorry. Woh nikal gaya. Raghu: Kuch nahi hoga, Maa. Normal hai. Aap log aa jaiye andar. Baith ke baat karte hain.
Woh sab baad mein hota rahega. Waise bhi, aap log dono saath mein baat karne kabhi nahi aate. Everything was so hot in the room. Raghu and Kriti were glistening in little sweat. Raghu forgot to wear underwear. His boner was visible. Kriti was braless in shorts. Dad was looking at her sweaty thigh and pointy nipples. Mom was looking at Raghu’s huge boner. Dad too was horny; his lungi too peaked with a boner. They sat down. Everyone was awkward in the room and hesitant. But everyone was horny at the same time. Raghu spoke up: Raghu: Kya baat thi, Papa? Kuch important? Dad: Nahi, beta. Yahan-wahan ki baatein thi, bas… tumhari Maa ne bola ki baat kar ke dekhte hain toh aa gaye aise hi. Din ko toh sabko kaam hota hai. Isliye socha abhi aa jaye. Mom: Kuch aisa khaas baat nahi thi. Awkward lag sakta hai thoda. Pata nahi kaise kahe. Raghu and Kriti realized what they wanted to discuss. It was about the kitchen sex incident of Mom and Dad, and the doggy pose incident of Kriti and Mom. Raghu immediately lightened up the mood. Raghu: Awkward hai toh thoda drinks le ke baat easy hogi. (Smiling sweetly) They have drank many times before together in family functions. No one is a heavy drinker. Raghu and Dad have shared whiskey together at times. Kriti lightly drinks beer. Mom too has tried it before, twice or thrice when uncles forced her. But she prefers not to drink much. Raghu grabbed both whiskey and beer from his bedroom freezer. Kriti set up the glasses. Everyone smiling, no one has yet spoken up what’s the point. One glass down. Kriti: Chalo, Maa… kuch khane ke liye le aate hain. Anda bhurji aisa kuch. Mom: Haan… chalo, Kriti. They went down. Raghu and Dad poured a second peg. Drank it. Hesitantly, Dad spoke up: Dad: Kaisa chal raha hai work from home? Main toh office se time pe aa hi nahi paata hoon kabhi. Baat bhi nahi ho paati hai. Raghu: Sab kuch accha chal raha hai, Papa. Workload kam hai abhi. Free time milta hai. Accha hai. Dad: Workload hi toh bohot zyada hai mera. Isliye kabhi thoda enjoy hi nahi kar paata hoon. Teri Maa ko bhi kahin nahi le jaa paata hoon. Raghu: Woh toh hai. But work life ke saath bhi balance kiya ja sakta hai family. Hum log bhi toh Delhi mein work life aur personal time manage karte the. Dad: Manage karne se bhi zyada se zyada kya hi kar sakte hain? Wahi, same boring evening, night. Issi ke baare actually baat karne ka mann tha. Raghu: Khul ke bataiye Papa. Open rehne se easy hota hai family environment. Dad: Beta, woh teri Maa ne bataya mujhe ki Kriti aur tum kaise maintain karte the Delhi mein. Teri Maa ko shayad Kriti ne bataya. Woh dono toh acche se share kar paa rahe hain. Maine socha, hum dono bhi thoda baat kar lein. Raghu: Sahi hai, Papa. Accha socha aapne. Khul ke boliye Papa. They were now three pegs down. A little courage came in. Little drunk, little horny. Dad: Kriti ne toh bataya hi hoga kitchen wali baat, aaj subah ki. Raghu: Sorry, Papa… woh galti se ghus gayi thi. Dad: Arey, koi nahi beta. Woh buri baat nahi hai. Main aur teri Mummy jo kar rahe the, khulle mein, woh buri baat thi. Aisa nahi karna chahiye tha. Raghu: Arey, Papa. Woh sab buri baat nahi hoti. Woh sab toh married life ka spice hai… jo boring life ko spicy karta hai. Dad: Yahi discuss karna tha, beta. Thoda sikhna tha. Raghu: Of course, Papa. Yeh sab discuss kar sakte hain hum. Thoda humara bhi spicy moment hoga. Dad: Isliye main bhi puchna chahta tha, beta, ki tum log kaise karte ho. Hum toh purane log hain. Sex ke naam pe bas bistar pe lita ke karna jaante hain. (Laughing) Raghu: (Laughing) Hum bhi pehle sex ke naam pe wahi karte the. Dheere-dheere Delhi ki hawa lagi. Fourth peg poured. This time they cheered, clanking the glasses. Dad: Aur batao, beta, Delhi ki baatein. Raghu: Hum logo ne bhi dusre married couple se seekha. Start toh humne window ke samne sex karne se kiya. Khulla kar ke. Dad: Kaafi naughty feel hota hoga. Raghu: Bohot mazaa aata hai… woh dar rehta hai koi dekh lega types. Dad: Teri Maa ne bataya tha balcony wala… usme toh koi dekh hi leta hoga. Raghu: Haan, woh. Hum log dheere-dheere kar ke aur spicy karne lage. Balcony mein sex jab koi dekh raha ho, mazaa uska alag hai. Dad: Sach mein kya? Raghu: Haan Papa. Ek baar toh aisa hua. Side wali balcony se ek ladka dekh ke hila raha tha. (Laughing) Aur Kriti ne upar se usko hello bol diya. Dad: (Laughing hard) Arey, yaar… yeh sab karne mein toh kya hi mazaa aata hoga. Raghu: Bohot aata hai, Papa. They were discussing openly now. Mom and Kriti had already made the anda bhurji but were listening to their talks quietly behind the door. Now, they too felt like joining in. They acted as if they just came in. They too sat down. Mom: Kya baatein ho rahi hain baap-bete mein? Itna jor-jor se ki hass rahe ho. Humein bhi batao. Kriti: Aap khush lag rahe ho, Papa. Kya baat hai, batao toh. Kriti bent down to keep the plate of eggs. Her bare naked boobs were visible from top of t-shirt. Hanging. Dad saw it hungrily before speaking. Dad: Kuch nahi, Bahu. Bas, woh Raghu tum logo ki baatein bata raha tha Delhi ki. Kriti: (Looking towards Raghu) Konsi baat? Raghu: Woh balcony sex wala. (Smiled) Kriti: (Trying to act awkward and blushing) Yeh sab Maa Papa ko batane wali baat hai kya, Raghu? Tum bhi na. Dad: Arey, koi nahi, Bahu. Hum thoda open hona chahte hain waise bhi. (Dad’s high in lust and whiskey both) Mom: Waise bhi, bohot kuch toh dekh liya. Ab khul ke baat kar lete hain. Kuch naya hoga. Dad: Kriti, beta, toh already open ho hi gayi Maa se. Woh kuch sikh rahi thi na aaj bhi. (Laughed) Mom and Kriti blushing. Raghu: Ussey doggy style kehte hain, Papa. Doggy pose. Dad: Hain? Ghodi banne ko aisa kehte hain? Everyone laughed at such a raw comment from Dad. Kriti: Aur Papa lita ke karne ko missionary kehte hain. Dad: Arey baap re. Kitne ajeeb naam hain. Raghu: Tumhara favourite pose ke baare mein batao, Kriti, Papa ko. Kriti: Mera favourite toh cowgirl hai.
Mom: Woh kya hai? Kriti: Iss pose mein aisa hoga ki, Papa sidha lete hain aur aap upar baith jao… phir grind karo… ride karo. Dad: Kuch samajh mein nahi aaya, beta. Mom: Sach mein? Sab kuch upar se gaya seer ke. Raghu: Aao… dikha do na upar se kar ke. Kriti blushing but she stood up. Raghu lay on the bed with clothes on. Kriti got on top of Raghu’s dick with her clothes on. Kriti: (Grinding) Yeh jo main aage-piche ghus rahi hoon, Maa, isse grinding kehte hain. Dad was looking at her ass going front and back. His boner got harder; he adjusted his dick. Mom saw it. Kriti: (Riding) Aur yeh aise upar-niche karne ko riding bolte hain. Isme bohot andar tak jata hai. Mazaa aata hai. Mom: Kya jata hai? Kriti: Lund jata hai, Maa. Everyone laughed. Raghu: Try kar ke dekho yeh cowgirl pose, aap bhi, abhi. Mom blushing. Dad: Aa jao, Gunju… kya sharmaana? Mom: Nighty mein hoon ki aise pair thodi phailenge… Kriti: Thoda utha lo na, Maa, nighty. Ho jayega. Mom hesitantly climbed up onto Dad, lifted her nighty to show her milky fat thighs and sat on top of Dad’s dick on the sofa. She started grinding. Her ass was visible through nighty. So round and juicy and so big. Raghu was dripping now, forgetting it was his own mother. Dad was too high. He added spice; he grabbed her ass. Kriti: Wow, Maa… aapki ass toh sexy hai. Mom: Ass, matlab? Kriti: (Laughed) Aapki gaand Maa. Everyone laughed and Mom blushed. Mom immediately came down off Dad and sat down. Kriti: Papa, aapko mazaa aa raha hai? Aapki lungi mein tent ban gaya hai. (Laughing) Dad: (Not even trying to hide) Environment hi kuch aisa ho gaya hai na, Bahu. Mom: Raghu ka bhi wahi haal hai. (Pointing towards Raghu’s shorts, laughing) Raghu: Thoda control karna mushkil hai. Kriti: Mera bhi control nahi ho raha. Mom: Mera bhi same. Dad looked towards Mom. Kriti added spice. She grabbed the boner of Raghu. Raghu was all up for it. Kriti: Maa, aap bhi karlo. Kya sharmaana?? Dad and Mom were sitting on the sofa. Raghu and Kriti on the bed. Both were facing each other directly. Mom too grabbed Dad’s dick from outside the lungi. Dad was too high. He slid off his lungi and put Mom’s hand directly on his dick. Mom: Yeh kya ji? Bahu-beta dono hain. Kriti: Kuch nahi hoga, Maa. Enjoy the moment. Kriti too pulled out Raghu’s dick. Raghu started pressing Kriti’s boobs. Dad was looking directly at Kriti. Dad: Tum log shuru hi ho gaye? Raghu: Aap bhi shuru kar do, Papa. Waise bhi, kya chupna-chupana?? Dad: Sahi kaha, beta. (Immediately grabbed Mom’s boobs; Mom let a sweet moan out) The environment was too hot. Kriti made it more spicy. Kriti: Aap dono toh adhe nange hain hi. Mujhe bhi garmi lag rahi hai. Maa ko bolo na Papa ki nighty utaar de. Taki mujhe akela feel na ho. Saying this, Kriti lifted her t-shirt. Bare boobs popped out. Dad saw it, then he looked towards Mom. Mom knew the assignment. She lifted her nighty. She too was not wearing anything. Huge ass fully visible. Raghu was watching Mom’s ass. Dad was watching Kriti’s milky boobs with tiny nipples. Kriti whispered in Raghu’s ears: Maa Papa pura zone mein hain. Raghu whispered: Papa boobs dekh rahe hai tera. Kriti: Of course dekhenge hi. (Smirk) Best jo hai mera. Kriti: Maa ki gaand kitni badi hai na?? Raghu: (Focused) Wahi toh dekh raha hoon. Kriti: Madarchod ho gaye ho tum. (Smiling) Mom and Dad too were having their little whispering conversations. The scene was too hot. Everyone was filled with lust; no one thought about morality. But no one also had the courage to take their first move. Dad badly wanted to fuck Kriti; Raghu too wanted to fuck Mom. Everyone was suppressing their idea. When suddenly one topic changed the whole scene. Dad: Beta, tum dono jo kar rahe the jab hum room ke andar ghusse tumhari Maa se… woh kya tha actually? Raghu: Blowjob kya? Dad: Acche se dekha nahi. Kriti: Woh, Papa, blowjob hi de rahi thi main Raghu ko. Mom: Yeh blowjob kya hota hai, beta? Kriti: Woh munh mein lund ko le ke chusna. Jeeb se khelna. Raghu: Kar ke dikha do, yaar, Kriti. Easy hoga unko sikhna. Kriti bows down while Raghu was seated on the bed. Deep throats Raghu’s dick. Gagging sounds fill the room. Mom tries to copy it. Dad was too seated on the sofa; Mom bows down. Dad: Aaah… dard ho raha hai, Gunju. Mom freaks out, pulls out Dad’s dick from mouth. Raghu and Kriti laughed off. Kriti: Arey, Mummy… thoda daant pe bhi dhyaan dena hota hai. Mom: Mujhse nahi hoga yeh sab. Raghu: Ho jayega, Maa… Kriti, tum wahan jaa ke sikhha do na?? Kriti gives a side eye to Raghu. Raghu: Jao, yaar… sikhha do. Kuch nahi hoga. Kriti gets up, moves towards the sofa, jiggling her bare boobs. Dad gets more excited. Kriti shows Mom to take out her tongue first. Then, without touching the tip with teeth, she must take the dick down her mouth. Kriti: Main kar ke dikhati… phir aap karna. Mom nods her head like a kid. Kriti takes Dad’s dick in her hands and gobbles it. Mom watches closely. Dad was already in the third world. He closed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa. Raghu was watching this excitedly. Kriti knew her assignment very well. She said: Kriti: Aap Raghu ke saath practice kariye. Usko pata hai accha blowjob kaisa hota hai. Woh batayega. Mom blushed and looked towards Dad. Kriti: Kuch nahi hoga na, Papa? Dad was too into it. Dad: Haan, Gunju… practice karlo. Raghu stepped up and came right in front of Mom. Kriti made Dad busy. Kriti deep throats Dad’s dick. Mom too hesitantly held her son’s dick and gobbled it. Raghu held Mom’s hair. Dad: Ummmhhhh… Kriti: Mazaa aa raha hai na, Papa? Dad: Chusti raho, beta. Bohot accha kar rahi ho. Mom: Theek kar rahi hoon na, Raghu, beta? Raghu: Haan, Maa. Lekin aur andar lo… gale tak. Mom: Maar jaungi, beta… itna bada lund hai tera. Saans nahi aayegi. Raghu: Saans rokna thodi si. Mazaa aayega. Karo toh. Mom deep throated Raghu’s dick. Raghu held her head keeping her stuck for a while deep in her throat. Mom choked.
Raghu: Aaah… Mom: Itna andar daal diya tha. Par mazaa aaya. The room was filled with saliva and gagging sounds. Kriti: Papa apne kabhi chut chati hai Maa ki? Dad: Hum log toh normal chudai karne wale log hain. Yeh sab first time dekh rahe hain. Kriti: Toh phir aaj shuruwat karo meri chut se. Raghu was giving a bombastic side eye to Kriti. Kriti smiled back in a naughty way. Kriti grabbed Dad’s hand and took him to the bed. And she lay down and opened her legs. Dad saw a shaved pussy for the first time. So clean and hot. Dad: Baal shave karti ho kya yahan ke? Kriti: Haan, Papa ji. Tabhi toh chatwati hoon Raghu ko. Dad: Gunju, tum bhi kal se shave karna. Mom: Kya ji… aap bhi? Kriti: Back to work, Papa ji. Meri chut mein ghus jaiye. One after another, things escalated. Dad was deep in Kriti’s pussy with his tongue. Here, Raghu too was deep in Mom’s pussy, spreading her legs on the sofa and putting his mouth deep down. Mom had never experienced tongue work. She was going crazy. She forgot that it was her son. She grabbed Raghu’s head and thrust it even more. Raghu: Maa, daal du kya andar? Ab control nahi ho raha hai. Mom: Nahi, beta. Yeh galat hoga. Raghu: Itna kuch toh kar hi liya, Maa. Ab kya rukna? Mom: Yeh toh environment hi kuch aisa ho gaya. Tere Papa ke siwa kisi ne nahi dala hai andar. Unki patni hoon. Unko bura lagega. Raghu: Papa toh khud busy hai Kriti ka chut chatne mein. Woh meri biwi ki lenge. Main unki biwi ka lunga. (Smiles naughtily) Mom: Papa ko bura lag jayega beta. Rehne de. Raghu talks to Dad: Papa, aap Kriti ke saath karenge kya? Dad: Tu kya bolta hai beta? Raghu: Mann hai toh kar lijiye. Kriti ko farak nahi padta. Kriti: Haan, Papa. Aaj mere se kar lijiye. Roz toh Maa ki lete ho aap. Mom: Yeh kaisi baatein kar rahe ho tum sab? Kuch zyada nahi ho jayega kya ji? Dad: Tumhe bura lagega kya, Gunju, agar main Bahu ke saath karun toh? Mom: Nahi ji. Main kaise bura manungi. Lekin Raghu karega toh bura lagega na aapko? Dad: Aisa kuch nahi hai, Gunju. Tumhe, bas, forced feel nahi karna hai. Mann toh hai na tumko? Mom: Aisa toh socha nahi lekin bura bhi nahi hai. Dad: Aa jao, phir, Raghu beta Maa ko leke. Bed pe side by side karte hain. Everyone’s drunk a little. Everyone’s horny too much. Kriti on the left, Mom on the right. Dad on top of Kriti, Raghu on top of Mom. The dirtiest fucking session of their lives begins. A family fucking side by side. Kriti: Aaah… Papa… aur jor se dalo… Mom: Ummmh… Beta… karte raho aise hi… aahh… Raghu: Maa… kya chut hai aapki… Papa ko toh mazaa hi aata hoga na? (Looking at Dad) Dad: Tere zyada maze hain beta. Kriti ki chuchi kitni mast hilti hai chudai karne pe. Raghu: Randi jaisi lagti hai na, Papa? Dad: Sahi kaha, beta. Mom: Cheee… Aap log bhi kaisi baatein karte ho? Kriti giggling looking at Mom. Raghu: Chudai pe aise hi baatein karte hain, Maa. Dad: Sanskaar bhul jaane mein fayda hai, Gunju. Main apni Bahu chod raha hoon. Aur tum apne bete se chud rahi ho. Ab iss ghar se sanskaar khatam. Kriti: Sahi kaha, Papa. Ji… aaaahh… ummmmhhh… Sanskaar bas dusro ko dikhana hai. Aapas mein hum aise hi rahenge. Mom too was giggling now. Kriti: Papa, mujhe ghodi bana ke chodo. Mom: Raghu, mujhe bhi ghodi banao aur chodo. Room filled with moans. Drunk lust filled in their hearts. Will this new lifestyle go on smoothly or take some turn? Stay tuned… Because nothing is going to be so simple from now on. Because every human has secrets…