Mere sasur k chudai ne mera aang aang tod diya tha…mein thak k choor ho gayi thi…apne sasur k baahon main mein mujhe ek azeeb sa sukhoon mil raha tha…… iss ghar main mein pehli baar aisi chudi thi…mein haaf rahi thi…saasein bhaari thi….choot sooji hui thi…par andar hi andar mein khush thi…mere jism k nikalti har saas papa k dhanyawaad bol rahi thi…
Mein papa k baahon mein thi….papa pyaar se mere balon ko to kabhi mere kandhoo k sehla rahe the..jab hamari saasein normal ho jaati hai…to papa mere chehra apne haatho main lekar mujhe ek tak dekhne lagte hai…
Papa:- Neha mujhe yaakeen nahi ho raha k tum yaha aaj mere pass ho…mere kareeb ho….jis ldki k maine khwaab dekha tha…aaj wo mere saath bistar main hai… I Luv you neha…
Itne kehke papa baapas se mujhe choomne lagte hai…..aur main bhi unka saath deni lagti ho…
Papa khush the…aur hote bhi kyu naa…ek pari jaisi ladki aaj unke saath thi…unke pass…jis ladki k paane k sapne naa jaane kitne ladke dekhte honge…wo aaj unke saath bistar main thi…nangi…unki baahon main…jisko wo choo sakte the….choom sakte the….saayad hi unhone ye kabhi socha hoga…k wo 50 saal ki umar main ek 25 saal k ladki ko pata lenge…dekha jaaye to main unki beti k umar ki thi…ya kaho unki beti hi thi…bahu bhi beti k kam thode hoti hai…magar hawas k liye kya beti kya bahu..uske liye to sab barabar hai….pyaas bhujni chhaiye chahe jaise bhujhe..jisse bhuje…
mere andar koi sharm baaki nahi rahi thi…mein kab itni gir chuki mujhe iska andaaza bhi nahi laga tha….mein kitne logo k saath vishwaas ghaat kar rahi thi…iska mujhe andazza bhi nahi tha…apni mausi, apni saas, apne pati k saath bhi….aur ab iss kadi main mausa ji bhi shaamil ho gaye the….mein ab kisi raand se kam nahi thi…
Par inn sab se bekhabar mein kab apne sasur k baahon mein soo jaati ho mujhe pata nahi chalta….
Meri neend subah Kaushal k phone k saath khulti hai….subah k 8 baj chuke the…. raat ka toofan ab shaant ho chuka tha baahar ka bhi aur andar ka bhi…..time dekh kar to mere sar hi chakra jaata hai…roz mein subah 7 baje uth kar naha kar apni saas k pass kitchen mein chali jaati thi…par aaj mein late thi….
Mein bistar par nangi thi…mere kapde kamre mein idhar udhar pade hue the…papa kamre mein nahi the….papa kamre se jaa chuke the….apne kamre k haalat dekh kar koi bhi andazza laga sakta tha…k kal raat iss kamre main kya hua hoga…meri nightie kamre k ek taraf padi hui thi….to bra zameen par doosri taraf…aise hi bra bhi….main ye sab dekh hi rahi thi…k tabhi meri nazar papa k underwear par jaati hai…jo wahi mere kamre k ek kone main padi hui thi…saayad papa jaate main apni underwear pehana bhool gaye the…main kal yaha kya hua…iss sab k baare main soch hi rahi thi k tabhi mujhe apne kamre k baahar kisi k pairo k aahat sunai deti hai….wo aur koi nahi radha tha….hamari naukrani..
Radha:- Bhabhi…
Papa jaate jaate kamre k darwazza chipka k chale gaye the…wo andar se lock nahi tha…mujhe maloom tha…k radha darwazza khol k andar aa jayegi kyunki uski ye aadat thi…saayad itne saalo se kaam karne k kaaran usko koi tokta bhi nahi tha…
Agar wo andar aa jaati aur mujhe uss haal mein dekh leti to kya sochti…..yahi soch kar main fauran bistar se uth kar papa k underwear utha leti ho…jab tak main apne pade kapde uthati tab tak radha mera darwazza knock karke kholne lagti hai….mera pass jyada samay nahi tha…isliye main fauran bhaag kar bathroom main ghus jaati ho…aur andar se lock laga leti ho..
Jaisa maine socha bilkul waisa hi hota hai…uski pehli awaaz par mere koi jawaab nahi dene se…wo kamre k andar aa jaati hai…
Radha:- Bhabhi..
Mein:- Haa radha bolo….
Radha:- bhbahi aapko mummy bula rahi hai..
Mein :- mummy se bolo mein aati ho 5 min mein…
Radha:- theek hai..
Meri baat sun kar radha baahar jaane lagti hai k tabhi…wo mere kamre k haalat dekhti hai…meri panty bra nighty sab idhar udhar pade hue the zameen par…bed sheet bhi poori tarah se utthal putthal thi…..aur hoti bhi kyu naa kal raat uss bistar par dangal jo hua tha…jism ka….hawas ka….
Radha:- Bhabhi aapka kamra to kaafi ayast vyast hai……aap kaho to saaf kardo…
Mein:- Tum rehne do radha mein kar longi…
Radha chedte hue..
Radha:- Bhabhi lagta hai…..kal raat aap so nahi paayi….bistar poora kharab hua pada hai…bhaiya k yaad aa rahi thi kya…….heheheheheh…
Mein ghusse mein…
Mein:- tum jao aur apna kaam karo…mein aati ho…
Mere iss reply se radha samajh gayi k mera mood sahi nahi hai….siliye wo bina kuch bole waha se chali jaati hai…
Mein jhat phat nahane lagti ho…nahate hue jaise jaise meri hawas ka nasha utar raha tha waise waise mujhe apne pati se bewafai yad ane lagti hai…..maine ye sahi nahi kiya tha…mujhe bohat pachtawa ho raha tha….ye sab meri galti hai…mein apne sasur ko rok sakti thi…par nahi..rok paayi….
nahane ke baad mein office k kapde pehan kar bahar aati ho…aur jaldi se apne purse mein padi contraceptive pill kha leti ho….kyunki mujhe andazza tha…k iss waqt mere sasur k sperms meri choot ki gehraio mein tehar rahe the….
Uske baad mein mummy k pass kitchen mein chali jaati ho… mummy aur radha subha k nasta bana rahe the…
Mein:- Good morning mummy..
Mere late uthne k kaaran mummy gusse mein thi…ye unko dekh kar hi pata chal raha tha…
Mummy:- morning….beta dophar hone ko aayi hai…
Mein:- mummy sorry aaj late ho gayi…
Mummy:- neha jimmedariya uthana sheeko….chalo nasta karlo warna office mein bhi sorry kehna padega…
Mein sar neeche kiye apni saas k daat sun rahi thi…k tabhi…
Mummy:- ye gale mein kya ho gaya tumhare….
Mein:- kaha mummy…
Mummy:- dekho seesein mein…
Chuki kitchen mein bhi ek choota sa seesaan laga hua tha…mein turant usme dekhne lagti ho….wo Nishan dekh k meri to jaise jaan hi nikal jaati hai….wo love bite k nishan tha….kal raat k hamari kaamagni k ye nishaani thi…
Mummy:- ye kiska nishaan hai…..
Mera to jaise dil mere muh mein aa gaya ho…kya jawaab do mein iska…mere haath pao phool gaye the…mein kuch bolti usse pehle hi…pata nahi Papa kaha se kitchen mein aa jaate hai…aur mere kuch bolne se pehle hi…
Papa:- koi keeda kaat gaya hoga….waise bhi kal raat baarish ho rahi thi…koi baarish wala keeda hoga…
Radha:- Haa mummy keeda hoga…ek baar hame bhi kaat liye the…bhabhi ne khidki nahi lagayi hogi kamre k…
Mein radha k baat par haa main sar hila deti ho….
Mummy:- hmm….yahi hoga…koi dawai laga lena…chalo naasta kar lo…aur office ko niklo…
Papa ne mujhe uss din bacha liya tha…ye baat wo bhi jaante the….isliye saayad wo mujhe dekh k muskura rahe the…mein bhi unki taraf dekh kar apna sar neeche kar leti ho…aur jaakar dining table par beith jaati ho…
Dinning table par radha mera naasta laga deti hai….aur mein jaldi jaldi nasta karke office k nikal jaati ho….
Mera sareer to office pahuch gaya tha…par mere mann ghar par hi reh gaya tha…mera kaam mein bilkul man nahi lag raha tha…mere dimag main to bas kal raat k drashya ghoom rahe the….mere aur mere sasur k sambhog.
ek tadap…ek aag…ek chahat ab mere dilo dimag par chaane lagi thi….mein apne sasur k khyalo mein kho rahi thi…ek ajeeb si aag mere jism ko jala rahi thi …mein laakhh chah kar bhi unka khayal apne man se nahi nikal paa rahi thi… jo bhi tha magar mere jism mein ek baar fir se romanch ki ek nayi lehar daud gayi thi…..mere chehre par ek Muskaan thi…jaise kisi ladki k apni premi k khaylo mein khone par hoti hai…mere rom rom romanchit tha….
Mein bhool chuki thi k mein ek shaadi shuda ladki ho…mera ek pyaar karne wala pati hai…. par kisi ne sach hi kaha hai jism k pyaas saare rishte naate bhula deti hai…..mein ek aisi mazdhaar mein fansi hui thi ki ek taraf meri maan maryaada thi……….. to dusari taraf meri jism ki pyaas……. magar kehtey hain na jab hawas ki aag pure ufaan mein uthathi hain to sab kuch ek pal mein bahakar le jati hain……. baar baar mere dil kar raha tha ki mein jakar apna badan papa ji ke hawale kar do aur unki ho jao….
Meri aakhon k saamne baar baar kal raat k manzar ghoom raha tha…kal kis taraf mein aur mere sasur apni kaam agni ko bhuja rahe the…kaise papa ji mere komal komal labbo ko choos rahe the….choom rahe the…mere boobs ko apne haatho se masal rahe the…kaise kal unhone do baar meri jam kar chudai ki thi …aur mera ye nazook jism ek mithe dard se bhar diya tha…..
unka wo lamba gathila sareer jaise koi pathhar ho…aur sabse khaas unka wo mota lamba lund jaise koi vajra ho….uska prahaar meri choot ki tadap ko har waar k saat shaant kar raha tha….kaise meri choot unke lund k har prahar k saath paani chod rahi thi…hum dono k nanga jism ek doosre se lipte hue the….paseene mein latpath….kitni takkat thi unmein kitna josh kitni energy….unke baahon k wo mazboot pakad main mein kaise ghul gayi thi…kese kal uncle ne meri do baar khub jam kar chudai ki thi …or mera yhe nazook jism ek mithe dard se bhar diya tha
Jitna mein unke baare mein sooch rahi thi utni meri choot gheeli ho rahi thi….meri panty mere choot ras k kaaran bheeg chuki thi…mere sareer k rom rom mujhse keh raha tha…k mein apne aap ko soop do….aur apne iss zindagi k luft uthao…aur waise bhi jawani hoti hi 2 din k hai….aur agar usme bhi sharm laaj maryaada mein phas gye…to ye Jeevan bekaar hai…
niyati ne apni chaal chal di thi…maine bhi paap aur punya main, maine hawas k aage jhuk kar paap k raah chun li thi….Mein apne iss najayaz rishte k liye poori tarah se tyaar thi..
Mera office main time kaatna muskil ho raha tha…mein apne aap se har pal sangharsh kar rahi thi… aab mera ek ek pal akele katna mushkil hota jaa raha tha………jaise taise karke shaam hoti hai…office chute hi mein fauran ghar k nikal jaati ho….mujhe mere sareer mein ek ajeeb sa romanch feel ho raha tha…jaise mein apne premi se milne jaa rahi ho…
Udher papa bhi apne dhadaktey dil se mere aane ka badi hi besabri se intezaar kar rahe the……………baar baar unki nazar deewar par lagi ghadi k taraf jaa rahi thi…… papa ki bechaini saaf unki harkaton se pata chal rahi thi ki wo mujhe paane ke liye kitne bechain hain……unkey liye to ye sapna tha…..jo sach ho gaya tha….….ek khubsoorat sach…………jiski wo kalpana karte the…………wo apne ander is ufantey hue aag ko badi hi mushkilon se apne bus mein kar paa raha the…….magar har bar ye aag utani hi bhadakti jaa rahi thi……papa k shareer mein bhi ek ajeeb si sirhaan daud rahi thi…
Mere ghar pahuchte hi mummy ghar k darwaza khloti hai…..mere ghar aate hi papa k chehre par ek alag se smile aa jaati hai….waise andar hi andar mein bhi unhe dekh k khush thi…par ye mein unko show nahi karti balki apna sar neeche karke sheedha apne kamre mein chali jaati ho….
roz k tarah mein office se aakar seedha apne kamre mein chali jaati ho…aur thodi der aaram karke doobara se nahakar har roz k tarah kitchen mein chali jaati ho….papa baapas se kisi na kisi bahane k kitchen mein aa rahe the…wahi mera dil papa ko dekh k zoron se dhadak raha tha……mein bade mushkilon se apne aap ko sambhal rahi thi……..mein unko pass paakar sharma rahi thi……ek baar fir se uske jism mein mano ek aaj si lag gayi thi…………..mere jism ke har royein puri tarah se khadey ho gaye they…………..shayad excitement ki wajah se………….pata nahin jo kuch bhi tha magar ye mere ke liye ek naya ehsaas tha….
Papa kitchen mein mummy se idhar udhar k baatein kar rahe the….jabki wo kabhi aisa nahi karte the….hamare ssuraal mein mard bahot k kam kitchen mein aate the…papa k aane k kaaran mein jaanti thi…wo apni aakhon k pyass bhuja rahe the..mere katilana jism k dekh k….wo log aapas mein baatein hi kar rahe the…k tabhi papa…
Papa:- Neha aaj maine tumhari saas aur radha ko…apne haath se bani lassi pilayi…bahot acchi lagi inlog ko…
Mummy Ji:- shaam ko dahi k bani lassi kaun pilwata hai…jabardasti pilwa di…jabse pi hai tabse neend aa rahi hai…khana bane mein khao…aur sao…aajkal neend bahot aa rahi hai…
Radha:- Haa mummy…mujhe bhi neend bhari hui hai…lag raha hai yahi so jao…
Papa unki baatein sun k muskura rahe the…mein samajh chuki thi aaj papa ne mummy aur radha k jldi neend k goli de di…yaani wo aaj bhi mere kamre mein aayenge…iitna soch k mera dil dhak ho gaya…mera gala shukhne laga…kya papa aaj phir mujhe bhogege..kya aaj fir wo mere saath sex karna chahte hai…jaha ek taraf mein shahm gayi thi…wahi doosri taraf ye baat sun kar meri choot ghoom uthi thi…wo garam hona suru ho gayi thi..
Chuki mummy aur radha ko neend aa rahi thi…isliye humne sirf sabzi roti hi banayi thi…uss din papa ne bhi kam khane k bola hua tha….aur bolte bhi kyu naa…unhe khane k bhookh thode na thi….bhookh to thi unhe mere jism ki…unhe usko chakhna tha…usko khana tha….usko bhoogna tha….aur mein ye saaf samajh rahi thi…
thodi der men sabka khana hojata hai…aur main apne kamre men jane lagti ho…k tabhi papa mujhe apni plate pakda kar kitchen mein rakhne ko kehte hai… main jaise hi plate haath mein leti ho….mujhe uske neeche kuch kagaz jaisa laga feel hota hai….papa k chehre par bhi ek smile thi….mein smajh jaati ho…ye papa ka koi Sandesh hai…mein bina kuch bole kitchen k taraf chal deti ho….bapas se papa k nazar meri gaand ko ghoorne lagti hai..
Kitchen mein pahuchte hi plate k neeche k lage paper k khol k dekhti ho…wo papa k Sandesh hi tha…
“DARWAZA KHULA RAKHNA…..”
Uss Sandesh k padh k mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha…k mein khush ho yaa roa…
Mein bina kuch bole sar jhukaye apne kamre mein jaane lagti ho… papa k nazre mera mere kamre tak peecha karti hai….ab ye batane k jaroorat nahi hai k unki nazarein uss samay kaha par thi….wo meri madmast gand ko dekh rahe the…aur sayad soch rahe the…k kab unko mauka mile aur wo meri gand k chote se ched k khole…uske andar apne musal lund ko daale….papa meri tharaktey gand ko ek tak dekh rahe the….
mere labb chup the par mann mein toofan utha hua tha…kamre k andar aate hi..mein kamre k darwaza latka deti ho…mera ek maan kehta hai….k mein kamre k kundi laga lo….par ek man mujhe aisa karne se rok raha tha….wo chahta tha k mein darwaza naa band karo…papa k apne kamre main aane do…dil kasamkas main tha…..main kamjoor pad rahi thi…mein jaanti thi k mein jo kar rahi ho wo paap hai…par dil tha…jo keh raha iss paap roopi ganga main mein doob jao…aur apni kaamagni ko shaant karo…..aur jaise hamesa hota aaya tha…main apne dil k aage haar gayi…aur maine kamre k kundi nahi lagayi….
mere labb chup the par mann mein toofan utha hua tha…kamre k andar aate hi..mein kamre k darwaza latka deti ho…mera ek maan kehta hai….k mein kamre k kundi laga lo….par ek man mujhe aisa karne se rok raha tha….wo chahta tha k mein darwaza naa band karo…papa k apne kamre main aane do…dil kasamkas main tha…..main kamjoor pad rahi thi…mein jaanti thi k mein jo kar rahi ho wo paap hai…par dil tha…jo keh raha iss paap roopi ganga main mein doob jao…aur apni kaamagni ko shaant karo…..aur jaise hamesa hota aaya tha…main apne dil k aage haar gayi…aur maine kamre k kundi nahi lagayi….
Tabhi Kaushal k phone mere pass aata hai…mera uss waqt bilkul bhi mann nahi tha..ussey baat karne ka…par wo mera pati tha..isliye mein uska phone utha leti ho…
Mein:- Hello…
Kaushal:- Hi jaan….kaisi ho…
Mein:- badhia…aur aap kaise ho…kab baapas aa rahe hai…
Kaushal:- Yaar office main kaam bahot hai…kal subah k flight hai…par kaam khatam nahi hua isliye abhi bhi office mein hi ho…lagta hai aaj saari raat kaam karna padega…nahi to kaam pending reh jayenga…in that case mujhe rukna pdega…par mein nahi chahta ki main apni biwi se ek pal aur dor raho..isliye aaj kisi bhi tarah kaam khatam kar donga…aur subah tumhare pass aa jaunga…
Kaushal mere liye kitna soch raha tha…aur ek mein thi..k mera uski taraf dhyaan hi nahi tha…mera to dhyaan apne room k darwaze par tha…jisse kisi bhi waqt papa ji mere kamre mein aa sakte the….meri nazre to bas unke aane k intezaar kar rahi thi…jaise koi pyassa baarish ka karta hai…Kaushal k nahi…
Mein:- aacha to fir aap kaam karo…kaam jaldi khatam karo aur bapas aao…main aapka wait kar rahi ho..Luv u…bye…
Kaushal :- are bhai suno to..
Mein:- baton mein time waste mat karo…kaam karo bye…
Kaushal kuch kehta isse pehle hi mein phone cut kar deti ho….papa kisi bhi samay aa sakte the..isliye main jaake sheeshay k saamne khadi ho jaati ho…aur apne aap ko niharne lagti ho…main apni khoobsurti dekh rahi thi….aisa kyat ha mujhme k saare ladke mujh par mar mitte the….yahi soch soch kar mere chehrey par ek Muskaan aa jaati hai..main apne baal khol lti ho…aur apne chehre par thoda makeup karne lagti ho…makeup karne k baad meri khobsurti main chaar chaand lag jaate hai…
Kuch der mein ghar k andar shaanti hone lagti hai…sabhi log apne apne kamre main shone chale gaye the….jaise jaise ghadi k sui badh rahi thi…waise waise meri bhi dil k dhadkan badh rahi thi…kyunki main jaanti thi…k papa kisi bhi pal mere kamre mein aa sakte hai…mera mann beichaan tha..ghabrahat ho rahi thi…kaise saamna karongi mein unka..meri nazar kabhi ghadi par jaati to kabhi kamre k darwaaze par..mujhe khud samajh nahi aa raha tha…k main itni beichaan kyu ho rahi ho..
Mein ye soch hi rahi thi….k tabhi mujhe apne kamre k baahar kadmo k aahat sunai di….papa mujhe bhoogne aa gaye the…papa bade haule k kamre k latka hua gate open karte hai…aur kamre k andar aa jaate hai…Unko apne kamre k andar bapas se dekh kar mera sareer baapas se thanda ho jaata hai….papa mujhe dekh kar muskura rahe the…
Papa meri taraf aane lagte hai…..or jaise hi main unhe apne paas aate hue dekhti hu meri dil ki dharkan tez hone lagti hai ek baar phir se….mere jism me gudgudi si hone lagti hai…or sath hi meri chut me pani sa aane lagta hài…..jaise jaise wo mere pass aa rahe the….waise waise mujhe kal ki chudai yaad aane lagti hai ….
mein ek baar phir se bebas si hone lagi thi main apne jism ki aag se…..pata nahi kyon mera jism ki hawas itni bhadhti jaa rahi thi…kyo main apne jism ki bhadhti pyas par control nahi rakh paa rahi thi…. kyo ki jab bhi mausa ji ya mere sasur mere jism ko choote the to main khud apne aap par se control khone lagti thi…..
jaise jaise papa k kadam aage badh rahe the..waise waise mere kadam peeche k aur badh rahe the…papa ye dekhar muskura rahe the…wo jaante the…k machli jaal main phas chuki hai…par main peechte hoti rahi jab tak meri peth kamre k deewar k nahi takra gayi….mera wahi haal tha…jaise sayad shikaar k apne shikari ko apne pass aate dekh k hota hoga…
Papa mere theek saamne aake khade ho jaate hai…aur apne haath meri kamar k ird gird daal dete hai….aur mere upar jhukne lagte hai…… aur mere komal hootho k choome k koshish karte hai…par main apna chehra doosri taraf kar leti ho….jiske baad papa apne chehre ko meri baalo ke paas laate hue…..unhe shugne lagte hai……jese mere baalo me se koi khusbu uth rahi hai jo wo apni naak me bhar rahe hai….main unke halke se sprsh se hi bechen hone lagti hu….idhar papa apne hont se aahista aahista meri gardan ko chum rahe the…..aur dheere dheere gardan par chumte hue apni juban bhi pherte jaa rahe the…chaat chaat ke papa mere jism ki aag ko……meri jism ki pyas ko …..meri jism ki lazzato ko barhaa te jaa rahe the…Mein jaanti thi k main papa k nahi rok paungi….ya kaho khud ko bhi nahi rok paungi…par fir bhi shayad kahi mere andar jo maryaada ya kaho sharm bacchi hui thi wo ek last try karti hai…
Mein:- Papa ruk jaiye…hum ye galat kar rahe hai…
Par papa kaha meri kuch sunne waale the…wo mujhe choomna jaari rakhte hai…
Mein apne haatho se unhe door karne k koshish karti ho…aur ek baar fir dubaara unse binti karti ho…
Mein:- Papa ruk jaiye…hum paap kar rahe hai…
Papa meri baton par kuch dhyaan nahi dete balki ab mere jubaan band karne k liye wo mere chehra apne haatho main pakad kar thaam lete hai…aur jabardasti apne hooth mere hootho par rakh dete hai…aur unko choosne lagte hai…
Mein ek baar fir papa ko thoda dhakka deti ho…jisse wo thoda peeche ho jaate hai…
Mein:- Kya kar rahe hai….papa…ye galat hai aap apne bete ko dhokha de rahe hai…main aapki bahu ho…
Ye mere roz roz k naatak se papa jhala uthte hai aur Iss baar papa bol padte hai…
Papa:- Jab bahu itni sexy ho…to mein har roz aise paap kar sakta ho…aur kisi ko bhi dhokha de sakta ho…aur waise bhi kya main nahi jaanta k tum kya chahti ho….tumhare ye jism kya chahta hai…agar tum itni hi pakezza hoti to tum andar se darwazza band kar leti…par tumne nahi kiya….kyunki tum bhi wahi chahti ho jo main chahta ho….apne iss jism k pyass mitana…apni andar k iss kaamagni ko bhujana…jo sayad mere beta nahi bhujha paata…
Papa ka kaha ek ek sabd sahi tha…wo bhi samajh chuke thee..k mera ye sab naatak hai dikhawa hai…mera bluff open ho chuka tha…papa mujhe mera aaina dekha rahe the..jo sayad mujhe chubh raha tha…aur isliye…ab mein…papa k chup karwane k liye…unhe apni taraf kheech leti ho…aur apne lab unke hootho par rakh deti ho…aur ab mein unke hootho k raspaan karne lagti hai….
Papa bhi mera ye roop dekh k bhauchake reh jaate hai…ek do pal to unhe samajhne mein lagte hai par fir wo bhi mera saath dene lagte hai…aur mere komal juicy lips ko choosne lagte hai…hum dono ek doosre ko premi jode k tarah choom rahe the…
Choomte choomte main unke baal pakad kar unka sar thoda peeche ko kar deti ho…aur
Mein:- aap jaante hai naa hum jo kar rahe hai wo galat hai.…
Papa:- Hum sirf apne jism k bhook mita rahe hai..isme sahi kya..aur galat kya…
Mein:- Papa kabhi inko (Kaushal) pata chal gaya…
Papa:- No one will everknow…
Papa k awaaz main ek confidence tha…aur mujhe kya chhaiye tha …aur waise bhi ek ladki kya chati hai..k uska aashiq confident ho….mard ho sab sabhaal sake..agar kabhi kuch gadbad ho…aur mere sasur main wo sab quality thi…ye main dekh hi chuki thi…
Papa k baat sun k hum baapase se ek doosre ko choomne lagte hai…papa mere hootho ko choosne k saath saath mere boobs ko bhi meri nighty k upar se masalne lagte hai…wo kabhi mere hooth ko chooste to kabhi mere gaalo ko choomte…aur kabhi kabhi apni juban bhi phirane lagte hai…..jisse unke muh se kuch thook mere gaalo par lagne lagta hai….papa mere gaalo ke kuch khaal ko apne honton me bharte hue zoron se chuste hue apne muh me lene ki kossis karte hai……. jisse mere gole gaalo par unke hoton ke nishan parte jaa rahe the…main nahi chah rahi thi k papa bapas se apna koi pyaar k nishani mujhe de love bite k roop main kyunki kal Kaushal bhi aa raha tha…isliye…main dheeme se..
Mein:- papa ye mat kariye…kal Kaushal aa rahe hai….
main us mithe dard ki bajah se aankhe kholti hui papa ki aankho me dekhti hu……
ur papa meri aankhon me dekhte hue muskura parte hai….or mujhe dhikate hue wo apni juban nikalte hue mere gaaalo par bane hue nishan par pherne lagte hai…or sath me apne hath se mere boobs dawanee lagte hai…
papa ke haathon ki sakhti dheere dheere mere dono boobs par badhti jaa rahi thi……..aur idher mere muh se sikari bhi tezz hone lagi thi……….mein apni aankhein band kar papa ke haathon ka maza le rahi thi…….papa apne haath se meri nighty pakad lete hi aur usse upar kheech lete hai…jisse wo jhat se mere badan se hath jaati hai…main ab ardnagna ho gayi thi…mere sareer par ab sirf panty aur bra the…lekin wo bhi bas kuch samay k mehmaan the…
Papa bapas se meri ardnagna jism ko choomne lagte hai…kabhi wo meri nangi peeth ko choom rahe the…to kabhi meri mere gale ko…choomte choomte papa apne dono haath mere peeche le jaate hai mujhe andazza hi nahi hota…aur ek jhatke main meri bra k hook khol dete hai… jisse bra mere sareer se saraktey hue farsh par gir padta hai…main ab papa ka samney upar se poori nangi khadi thi….sharam se mera bura haal tha…….paraye mard ke samney is tarah khadi hona mujhe bahut ajeeb lag raha tha……
Wahi papa….mujhe aise dekhkar..
Papa:- Neha upar wale ne tumhe kya roop diya hain……tum qayamat ho…
Papa k aise baatein sun kar main sharma jaati ho…papa mere chehra apne haatho main le lete hai…aur apni aur kar lete hai…par main chah kar bhi apni nazrein nahin mila pati…….meri aakhein neechay farsh ki ore dekh rahi thi……mere chehrey par sharam ki laali saaf jhalak rahi thi…….
papa mujhe sar se lekar pawn tak ghoorey jaa raha tha……..mere boobs itne tight they ki bin bra ke bhi usi tarah khade hue saaf dikhayi de rahein they…….36 size ki chuchiyaan sach mein qahar barpaa rahi thi…….mere nipples matar ke daane ke barbaar gol mein gulabi rang ke chamak rahein they……..aur neechay meri chikni choot jo is waqt pooeri gheeli ho chuki…fooli si thi aur ek patli lakeer si nazar aa rahi thi……..uski dono fankein puri tarah se band thi………
papa apna ek haath peeche le jaate hai….aur meri gol gand ko bade pyaar se sehlaane lagte hai…sayad wo yahi soch rahe the k kya kasi hui gand hai unki bahu ki…….agar koi marta insaan bhi ek nazar meri gaand ko dekh le…to uske lund se pani nikal jaye……papa ka dosraa haath mere dono boobs ko baari baari se halke haatho se daba rahe tha…
Papa mujhe choomna jaari rakhte hai par ab wo mujhe choomte hue neeche k aur jaa rahe the…papa k aisa karne se mera gala sukhane lagta hai…main samajh chuki thi k ppa papa k manzil kya hai….meri kuch der mera pet chomte hai…aur fir haule haule meri dono tangon par apni jeeb fairne lagte hai …papa apni jeebh se meri panty bhi chaat rahe the… …meri to jaise jaan hi nikal jaati hai…..
meri choot poori tarah se gheeli ho chuki thi….par papa the jo meri choot kia ag ko aur bhadka rahe the….papa kuch seconds panty k upar se hi choomte fir wo halke haatho se meri panty ko neeche karne lagte hai…jaise jaise meri panty mere sareer se dor ho rahi waise waise main sharm se laal ho rahi thi….
Jaise hi meri panty meri jaaghon tak pahucti hai….papa apni jeebh meri choot k taraf late hai..aur bahot aahista se meri choot par fairte hai…jisse meri muh se siskaari nikal jaati hai…..
Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…………………
Mein laakh chah kar bhi apni siskaari daba nahi paati…..lajjat se meri aakhein band hone lagti hai… meri behti choot par unki jeebh farina mujhe paagal kar raha tha…mein choot se nikal rahe paani ko pee rahe the..sayad apni pyaas bhuja rahe the.. papa meri choot itni shiddat ke sath chat rahe the sayad wo mujhe zindagi bhar k mazza dena chah rahe the….papa k meri choot chaatne se mera jism akadne lagta hai…mera khada rehna muskil ho raha tha…
Mujhe behad mazza aa raha tha saayad tabhi meri shram dheere dheere kam ho rahi thi… mera haal bura ho raha tha unke aise karne se…mera poore sareer aanand mein jhoom raha tha unke aise karne se…mera mooh se to bapas aahein nikal rahi thi…aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…………mmmmmmmmmmooooooooooo……..oooooooooo unka aisa karna mera bardaast se bahar ho raha tha….
aur saayad tabhi main thodi aggressive hogyi aur saayad tabhi main papa ka face haatho main lekr unko upar utha leti ho aur khud apne gulabi narm honth papa ke hontho per rakh deti ho…or khud ek jungli billi ki tarah papa per toot padti ho aur unko kiss karne lagti ho….kiss karte main papa ke hontho per lagge meri choot ke pani ka namkeen taste bhee mujhe aa raha tha lekin fir bhi main iski koii parwah nahi karti aur papa k hooth choosna jaari rakhti ho…aaj pehli baar tha jab main ne khud se papa ko itna wildly kiss kiya ho…..
Uss din to jaise mujh main koi aatma chad gayi thi…aur sayad tabhi…kiss karte karte main papa ko dhakka de deti ho…aur wo bed per gir jaate….. papa ka chehra dekh k saaf samajh aa raha tha..k wo bhi shocked the…mera ye roop dekh k….jo neha hamesha se sharmti thi wo bistar par aisi wild ho jayegi ye unke soch se baahar tha…
Par papa ko jungli billi pasand thi saayad tabhi..wo bhi…
Papa:- Suck me…neha…
Itna keh k papa apna pant k belt open karne lagte hai…..aur apna pant dheela karke usko neeche kiska det hai….
Ab unke sareer par sirf unki underwear hi thi…jiske andar se unka mota lumba lund saaf dikh raha tha…usko underwear main dekh k aisa lag raha tha..jaise kisi sher ko pinjaare main qaid kar diya ho…par wo shikaar nahi shikari tha…
Papa:- aao neha…pyaar karo isko….dekho kitna pyaar k pyaasa hai ye…
Papa k baat sunkar main bed k saath zameen par beith jaati ho….papa k mote lund ne to mera pehle hi dil chura liya tha…usko dekh k to meri choot main Khushi se paani bhar gaya tha…mere muh se maano laar tapak rahi thi usko apne muh main lene k liye…par main apni ye beitaabi papa ko nahi dikha sakti thi…wahi papa
Papa- Isse aisa kya dekh rahi ho…nikal k choos lo isko…
Mein (Apna ser na me hilaate hue)- ye mujhse mat karvaye… main ye nahi ker sakti…mujhe acha nahi lagta…
Papa- Meri jaan tum isko pehli baar thodi ne choosogi…pehle bhi tum ye kar chuki ho…
Mein- mujhse nahi hoga..
Mein upari manna kar rahi…jabki mera dil chah raha tha…k papa k lund ko nikalo aur usse tabtak chosso jab tak wo apna paani mere muh mein nahi chod de…
Papa:- Neha tum bas sharma rahi ho…sharmao mat socho ye Kaushal k lund hai…
Kaushal k lund papa k lund k aadha bhi nahi tha…naa motai main na lambai main…mujhse ab raha nahi jaa raha tha…meri beichaani badh rahi thi isliye..mein naatak karte hua..
Mein:- Bas thoda sa longi…muh main…
Papa meri baat sun kar muskura dete hai….aur haa main sar hila dete hai…
Papa ko muskurate dekh kar main sharma jaati ho…par fir main apne halke haath se papa k lund unki underwear k upar se touch karti ho…unka lund maano kisi garam lohe jaise lag raha tha…uski motai meri hatheli main nahi ban rahi thi…usko choote hi mere tan badan main aag si lag jaati hai…
Kuch seconds papa k lund ko upar se touch karne k baad main unki underwear ko dheere dheere neeche karne lagti ho…unki underwear neeche karte hi saath..unka lund kisi naag k tarah hunkaarta hua….baahar aa jaata hai…unka mota lund aur uske neeche latke unke dono balls veerya ras se bhari hui thi….
Main sad sa face banaker papa ka lund pakad leti ho…aur bade halke halke haatho se usko hilane lagti ho…papa ko isme bahot mazza aa raha tha…kyunki wo apni aakhein band karke iss khel ko enjoy kar rahe the…
Kareeb 2-3 min main papa k lund aise hi hilati rehti ho..aur fir dheere dheere apna muh unke lund k pass laati ho…aur fir pyaar se unke lund ko unke pet par litakar apni jeeb baahar nikal kar poore lund par jeebh neeche se upar fairne lagti ho..
Mera aisa karte hi papa k muh se aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh nikal jaati hai…
main apni gulabi jeebh se papa k poore lund ko neeche se top tak chaat rahi thi..papa k lund k taste meri jawaan ko bha gaya tha..aur sayad isliye ab maine unke dheere dheere lund ke top ko apne muh me leker lollypop ki tarah chusna shuru ker diya or us top per usne apni zubaan ferni shuru ker di…
main bhool chuki thi k bhi kuch min pehle hi papa ko main mana kar rahi thi unke lund ko choosne ko…aur ab kaise main usko enjoy kar rahi thi…main apna poora muh khol diya taaki main zyada se zyada lund muh k ander leker chus sako…meri thook se papa ka lund poori tarah se gheela ho gaya tha….aur ab wo bhi apne vikraal roop main aa chuka tha…main papa k saason main hota batlao saaf sunn sakti thi…wo bhaari ho rahi thi….unki aakhein band thi..par main unka mann padh sakti thi….saayad wo yahi soch rahe the…”k kitni kameeni bahu k unki naatakbaaj…pehle kya bol rahi thi…aur ab kaise unka lund choos rahi hai…”
Par ab mujhe unke sochne samajhne se koi fark nahi pad raha tha…kyunki mere andar k kaamagni ab jal chuki thi…unka lund chooste chooste main ab unke neechay latak rahe do bade bade aando jo kisi aandey jitne bade aagey badkar apni jeebh dono balls par rakh deti hain aur papa ke dono aandon ko bari bari se choosney lagti ho……………..uspar apna jeebh ferney lagti hain………………..papa uss waqt maze mein apni ankhein band kiye hue tha……..mein dheere dheere ek ek kar uske dono balls par apna jeebh fer rahi thi…….
par ab papa k saasein kaafi bhaari hone lagi thi… unko lagne laga tha ke agar unhone mujhe nahi roka toh boht jald wo mere muh me hi jhadd jayenge….tabhi saayad wo ne apne hatho se mere gore chehre ko dono taraf se gaalo per se pakda or apna lund mere muh se nikaal diya or meri aankho me dekhne lage….mein bhi unki aankho me dekhne lagi …meri aakhein laal thi…hawas se..
Papa:- Bahot badi naatakbaaz ho tum…(muskurate hue)
Mein bhi unki ye baat sunkar muskura di…aur apna sar neeche kar leti ho…
Papa mujhe apni bahon mein pakad kar mujhe upar kheech lete hai….aur mere honton ko fir se choosney lagte hain………………mere honton par laga papa ke lund ka rus ab unke mooh mein bhi jaa raha tha……..
Hum bapas se ek doosre k hooth paaglo k tarah choos rahe the….papa ka lund ab ghaatak ho chuke the….uski pyaas bhujaani zaroori thi….isliye ab papa mujhe choomte choomte upar le aate hai…jisse papa k lund meri choot k neeche ho jaata hai…main ab garam thi…aur meri choot bhi…ab ek pal bhi meri choot unke lund k bina nahi reh sakti thi…isliye main khud se apni gaand thodi utha leti ho…jisse papa k lund bilkul sheedha khada ho jaata hai….main papa k lund k apni choot par sahi se set kar leti ho…haath se…aur fir dheere dheere apni gaand neeche karne lagti ho…jisse unka mota lund meri choot main dheere dheere sarakte hue andar jaane lagta hai…
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………..
dheere dheere poora lund meri chut me sama gya….papa apne dono hatho se meri gol mulayam pakiza gaand ko sehlana lagte hai…mein papa k lund par halke halke hilna suru kar deti ho…wahi papa bhi neeche se mri chut me jhattke maarne shuru kar dete hai……suruaat main mujhe dard ho raha tha..kyunki lund mota tha…par main jaanti thi…k kuch hi der main mein swarg k darshan karne wali ho…papa k iss rocket se…isliye main wo dard sehan karte rehti ho…
Papa mere boobs ko dobara se dabane shuru dete hai….jisse mera mind thoda divert hua chut ke dard se breasts ke maze ki taraf…. 3-4 min main mein kaafi hadh tak comfortable ho chuki thi….har jhattke ke sath lund thoda bahara aata or fir ander jaata….dheere dheere jhattke tez hone lagge…or lund bhee lagbhag poora chut me ja chukka tha…..her jhattke ke sath ramu ke lund ka top shama ki bachhedani ko hit ker raha tha…..papa ka lamba motta lund meri gulabi chut ki gehrayiyo me dastak de raha tha….jitni gehrayi me papa ka lund meri chut me hit ker raha tha….kaushal ka lund toh kabhi uske aaspass bhee nahi pohanch paaya thaa….or ye tabadtod chudai mere dil me ek alag hee romanch bhar rahi thee….
Har jhattke ke sath meri siskariya nikal rahi thi papa meri chut me jhattke maarte maarte kabhi mere hooth chus rahe the ….mein bhi aisi tabadtod chudai ka maza apni gaand uttha utthaker her jhattke ko match karke ker rahi thi…
Main apni choot chudwane me magan thi…tabhi papa meri gaand sehlaate sehlaate apni index finger shama ki tight gaand me ghusa di bina kisi lubrication ke….ye bilkul unexpected tha aur tabhi mere muh se zor ki siskari nikal gyi…
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh………….
Mujhe dard ho raha tha par papa apni apni ungli ko meri tight gaand me ghusana jaari rakhte hai….
Mein:– Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh papa plzzz….wahan se ungli nikal lijiye…dard ho raha hai….
Papa- Neha shuru mein dard hoga… Thoda sa dard sehen kar lo baad me boht maza aane wala hai ……
Papa k baton se mujhe saaf hint mil rahi thi…k papa mere iss ched ko bhi kholne k intezaar main hai…
ek taraf papa k lund per baithker uchhal uchhal ker chudwa rahi thi apni chut ko….dusri taraf papa apni finger meri tight gaand ke ander bahar ker rahe the aur neeche se uski chut me jhattke maar raha tha….har jhatke k saath mere boobs hil rahe the…meri choot lagataar paani chod rahi thi…main orgasm k kareeb thi…k tabhi
Papa mujhe ek dum se hug karke apne neeche leta dete hai…mere legs ke beech aaker apna lund meri geeli chut per rakh ker meri chut me firse jhattke maarne lagte hai…..papa k saasein bhi bhaari ho chuki thi…wo bhi ab jhadne k kareeb the….wo meri taang khol dete hai…jisse unka lund meri choot k aur gehraio main pahuch sake…papa abhi bhi tabadtod chut me jhattke maare jaa rahe the….har jhatke k saath mere boobs hil hilker kabhi upar neeche ho rahe the…
Papa apne dono haath mere boobs par le jaate hain aur unhein badi berahmi se masalna shuru kar dete hai…………unhein zoron se kheenchna shuru kar dete hain……………mein apne manzil ke behad kareeb thi………….aur agle hi pal meri sansein phoolney lagti hain aur dil ki dhadkaein bhi tezz ho jati hain…………..k tabhi…achanak…mein jhadne lagti ho….meri choot paani chod deti hai…mera sareer kaapne lagta hai…eithne lagta hai…main papa ko apni baahon main bhar leti ho….kas k pakad leti ho… mere ander ka lava ek baar fir se meri choot ke raaste bahar nikal chuka tha………………mein lambi lambi sansein le rahi thi………………….
Papa apne jhatke maarna jaari rakhte hai…. par unki saason k raftaar se main samajh sakti thi..k bas wo kuch seconds main hi jhad jayenge…isliye..
Mein:- papa andar nahi…pls andar nahi…
Papa:- Par kyu….
Mein:- aapko meri kasam….
Jaise hi main ye bolti ho…papa jhat se apna lund baahar nikal lete hai…main turant unka lund apne haath main pakad leti ho…aur usko kas kas k hilane lagti ho…aur tabhi papa k lund apna veerya mere sareer par thook deta hai….gaada safeed…unka veerya mere poore sareer par fail jaate hai…boobs, hair,face, pet…main papa k lund hilati rehti ho jabtak unke lund se last drop nahi nikal jaati….
Hamari kaam vasna ab thandi ho gayi thi…hum khush the, santusht the…papa mere sareer ko dekh rahe the..jo unke veerya se poori tarah se bheeg chuka tha…unka gaada safeed veerya chandni raat main moti jaise chamak raha tha…unke veerya k pungent smell se meri naak bhar gayi thi…papa k chehra par smile thi…wo muskura rahe the…wahi main sharm se laal ho gayi thi…aur hoti bhi kyu naa…hamne kaam hi aisa kiya tha….
Papa wahi pass pade takiye k cover nikalte hai…aur mere sareer se apna veerya saaf karne lagte hai…sach kahu to mera mann tha k main unke veerya ko pee jao…haath main lekar chaat lo…par sharm aur laaj k kaaran mujhe apna mann maarna padta hai…papa uss takiye se apna veerya aur baad main apne lund pe laga meri choot ras pe saaf karte hai..
Tabadtod chudai ke baad papa bhi thak chuke the..isliye apna paani mere sareer se saaf karne k baad wo mere upar aakar gir jaate hai….meri aur papa dono ki saans poori tarah tez chal rahi thee jaise abhi hum dono ne koi marathon race ki daud lagayi ho…
Kuch der hum dono aisa hi shaant lete rahe the…apni saason k normal karte hai…hum doni k naange sareer ek doosre se chipke hue the…papa k garam saasein main apne chehre par feel kar sakti thi…papa mujhe aise apni baaho main liye hue the jaise main unke bete k nahi unki patni ho…wahi main bhi unki baaho main sahaj mehsoos kar rahi thi..
Raat k 1 baj chuke the…main bhi thak chuki thi…neend aa rahi thi…isliye main sharmate hue…
Mein:- Papa raat bahot ho gayi hai…mummy uth naa jaaye…aap apne kamre main chale jaiye…
Papa- Itni jaldi kya hai…..abhi toh raat shuru hui hai…ek round aur lagate hai…
Itna keh k papa mujhe apne aur pass kheech lete hai… papa k baat sunkar mein Sharma jaati hai…
Mein- Nahi ab main boht thukk gyi hu…raat bahot ho gayi hai…pls
Papa:- Neha ek baar aur karne do…tumse ek pal ke liye bhi dor jaane ka dil nahi karta…pls iss baar jaldi Thanda ho jaunga…
Mein:- Papa nahi …ab aap jaao raat k ek baj gaye hai.….
Par papa bhi kaha mane waale the…wo meri ek nahi sunte aur ek baar firse mujhe choomna suru kar dete hai….main bhi kaha tak unko rokti….ya kaho apne andar k hawas ko rokti…suru k aana kaani k baad main bhi unka saath dene lagti ho..hamare andar k hawas baapas jaag gayi thi…aur hum firse usse bhujane k liye…baapas se kaam leela main lipt ho jaate hai..
Jaha ek aur Kaushal office main apni raat kaali kar raha tha…apne pyaar mujhse milne k liye…wahi main doosri taraf apni raat rangeen kar rahi thi…kaushal k pita k saath uske hi bistar par…meri andar sharmindgi naam k cheez nahi thi..k main jo kar rahi ho wo paap hai..main apne sasur k lund baapas se apne andar le rahi thi…ucchal ucchal k…
Papa k energy k jawaab nahi tha…unke lund k jawaab nahi tha….unka mota lund meri choot k deewaro ko ragad raha tha…jisse mujhe swarg k anubhuti ho rahi thi.…iss baar fir hamai fuck marathon karebban ek ghanta chalti hai…aur fir ek bar papa k lund meri choot par bhaari padta hai…iss baar unka lund jharne se pehle meri choot ko 2 baar Thanda karta hai….
Wo raat k takreeban 3 baje mere kamre se baahar nikalte hai…apni bahu k palangtod chudai karne k baad…unke jaane k baad mere sareer main to jaise jaan hi nahi bachti…isliye unke jaate hi…main so jaati ho…par jaha mujhe dukhi hone chahiye tha…wahi mere face par smile thi…Kyunki aaj fir se maine CHARAMSUKH paa liye tha…