Adultery Neha - Ye kia kiya Mene

[hirarandi]

ab aage..



Komal aur papa k neeche jaate hi mein apne kapde pehne lagti ho…mere upar se hawas roopi toofan gujar chuka tha…jaise jaise mein apne kapde pehan waise waise mein khud apni nazro mein giri jaa rahi thi….har gujarte lamhe k saath mere man k andar ka toofan badh raha tha….mein ye kya kar rahi thi…????....kiske saath kar rahi thi…mujhe aisa kya ho jaata hai k mein apni jism k bhook par kaabu hi nahi kar paati ho…..aisa nahi tha k ye papaji mujhse forcibly karva rahe the….hamare beech jo ho raha tha…usme meri bhi haami thi…..kya ye Kaushal k saath bewafai nahi hai…mujh mein aur kisi randi mein kya fark hai…wo paiso k liye apna jism bechti hai…aur mein apni hawas k liye…..aaj maine maryaada k saari seemayen langh di thi…

Man k andar uthte issi toofan k beech mein upar k kamre se neeche drawing room aa jaati ho…waha papaji…komal aur mausi sab saath beith k chai pakode k luft utha rahe the…papa k nazre ek baar fir mujhe dekh k chamak uththi hai…wahi mein unhe dekh k apna sar neeche jhuka leti ho…sharm se….ab isse aap sharm kahe ya aatmagilani….

Mausi:- Aao beta…beitho…tumne itna late kar diya…tumhari chai bhi thandi ho gayi…

Mein:- Koi baata nahi mausi…

Mausi:- itna time kyu lag gaya tumhe upar…

Mein(Ghapte hue):- woo….mausi washroom chali gayi thi….

Papa mere jawaab sun kar muskuraye jaa rahe the…



Papaji:- Bhabhi aapne pakode to wakai mein bahot acche banaye hai….

Mausi:- Shukriya bhaishab…aapko aache lage….waise neha bhi khana bahot accha banati hai…

Papaji:- wo to hai…ab neha k aadat lag gayi hai…uske bina ghar bara suna lagta hai…

Mausi :- Wo to hai bhaishab….jab se ye gai hai…iske mausa ji k bhi acha nahi lagta….beti hoti hi ghar k ronak hai…

Mausi k baton par mein mann hi mann muskura rahi hi…k mausi ktni bholi hai…wo nahi jaanti k inn dono mard k mere bina man kyu ahi lagta….

Papaji:- wo to hai…to Bhabhi hum kab lene aaye apni bahu ko..

Mein kuch bolti usse pehle hi….

Mausi:- bhaishab aaj hi le jaye…maine kaha roka hai….kaushal k bhej dijiye…..mein shaam ko hi bhej deti ho….

Papa ji:- To theek hai…Bhabhi…mein Kaushal ko bhej deta ho…

Mein mausi k ghar apne sasur se doori banana aayi thi…magar hua ulta hi hum ab aur kareeb aa gaye the…aur mein chah kar bhi kuch nahi kar paa rahi thi…kyunki mera dil kuch bolta tha….aur dimag kuch…dimag bolta tha…k ye sab najayaj hai…galat hai…par ek dil tha…jo papa ji ko chahne laga tha….

Kuch der aise hi baatein karne k baad papa waha se chale jaate hai…par ab wo khush the…aur ye Khushi mein unki aakhon mein saaf padh sakti thi…wo apne maksad mein kaamyab ho gaye the…. hamare beech k maryaada k deewar wo tod chuke the….

Shaam ko Kaushal bhi mujhe lene mausi k ghar aa gaya…. aur mein uske saath apne sasuraal chali aayi…..raaste mein mera dil waisa hi ghabra raha tha jaise kabhi mausa ji k dar se ghabrata tha jab wo mere jism k saath khela karte the….par iss ghabrahat mein ek romanch bhi tha….ek meetha sa…..pata nahi kyu….jaise kisi roller coster ride mein hota hai…man karna bhi chahta hai…par ghabrata bhi hai….



Hum ghar pahuch jaate hai…mummy hamare liye gate kholti hai…chuki papa apne kamre mein the…mummy mujhe unke room mein jaakar pair chune k liye kehti hai….uss din cricket match bhi aa raha tha…isliye mere kehne par bhi Kaushal mere saath nahi chalta aur wahi drawing room mein match dekhne lagta hai…mummy bhi hamare liye khana lagane lagti hai…

Mera dil ghabra raha tha…papa k pass kaise jao akele mein….par jaana bhi jaroori tha..warna log shaq karte baatein karte…k bahu se kaha aur wo fir bhi nahi gayi…

Isliye mein himmat karke papa k kamre mein chali jaati ho….papa apne bed par aaram se beithe hue the…aur apna peg pee rahe the…papa k ye aadat thi…roz raat k 2 peg lagane k…small….mujhe kamre k andar dekhte hi papa k chehra khil uththa hai…mujhe dekhte hi papa...



Papa :- aao neha aao….

Mein jhat se jaake unke pao pad leti ho…mere pao padte hi papa fauran mujhe upar utha lete hai…aur muskurate hue…

Papa:- ab hmara rista iska thodi hi raha…

Unki ye baat sunke mein apna sar neeche kar leti ho….aur ussi awasta mein peeche mud k kamre k baahar jaane lagti ho..K tabhi papa mera bapas se pallo pakad lete hai…

Papa:- Neha itni bhi kya jaldi hai…

Mein(ghabrate hue):- papaji Kaushal neeche intezzar kar rahe hai…



Papa tab tak mere aur kareeb aa jaate hai…aur meri kamar pakad k mujhe apni aur kheech lete hai…unke aise karte hi…meri peeth unke sheene se chipak jaati hai…papa apni sar meri garden par rakh dete hai…aur halke awaaz mein..

Papa:- Intezaar to maine bhi bahot kiya tumhara neha…tumhare bin har pal mujhe ek jamana lagta tha…

Itna keh k papa bapas se meri garden ko peeche se choomne lagte hai…unke hoothon k sparsh mere sareer mein Bijli si dauda deta hai…

Mein:- Papa aisa mat karye…pls…



Papa papa kaha mane wale the…. wo mujhe peeche se kaanon k pass gardan par choome jaa rahe the…

K tabhi mummy ji mujhe awaaz deti hai…

Mummy :- Neha aa jao khana lag gaya hai…aur papa se bhi bol do…

Mummy k awaaz sunte hi papa mujhe apni pakad se azaad kar dete hai…aur mujhse kuch doori bana lete hai…mein iska fyaada utha k fauran kamre se baahar nikal jaati ho…..

Agle kuch din aise hi papa logo se nazar bacha k mere pass aane k koshish kiya karte the…..unka apne aap par koi control nahi raha tha…wo sab bhool chuke the…k mein unki bahu ho…aur wo mere sasur….kabhi kabhi papa mujhe akele mein paakar mujhe apni baahon mein bhar liya karte the….unki chedkhaniya bilkul waisi thi…jaisi kisi boyfriend girl friend mein hoti hai…kabhi mujhko unki inn harkato pe gussa aata to kabhi pyaar…




papa laakh chahkar bhi mujhe bhoog nahi paa rahe the…par wo din bhi aa gya jab papa k ye mauka bhi mil gaya….

Kauhsal k uss din apne office k kaam se 2-3 din k liye baahar jaana tha…Kaushal jab ye baat ghar par batata hai to mujhe aaj bhi yaad hai papa k wo Muskaan jo unhone mere taraf dekh kar di thi…mein uss Muskaan k matlab jaanti thi…

Uss din Kaushal subah hi office k kaam se baahar jaane k liye airport nikal jaata hai…mein bhi uske hi saath office chali jaati ho….uss din office mein bhi mere dil beichaan tha….dil ghabra raha tha…aage kya hoga ye soch soch k mera dil beitha jaa raha tha…mein shaam ko office se lautte hi…seddhe apne kamre mein chali jaati ho…

Kuch der k baad mein kitchen mein aa jaati ho…aur Radha (naukrani) k saath milkar khaana banana lagti ho….papa kai baat kitchen aate hai… papa ki nazar jab mujhpar padti hain wo apni aankh faadey mujhe ghoor ghoor kar upar se neechay ki taraf dekhney lagte hain...........unka to munn ho raha tha ki wo aabhi is waqt mujhe apni baahon mein kaskar jakad le aur meri jawani ka rus poora pee jaye.............mere badan ke saath jee bharkar khele….aur wo jaante the k unka ye khwab jaldi hi poora hone waala hai….mein samajh rahi thi…k papa kyu itna madra rahe hai…kitchen mein unki beichani mujhse chupi nahi thi…par mein bhi unko koi mauka nahi dena chahti thi..

Mein khana bana k apne kamre mein chali jaati ho…kyunki hamare yaha khana thode late hi khaaya jaata tha…mein apne kamre mein leiti hui thi…tabhi radha mujhe khane k liye bhulane aati hai…khana hamare yaha sab saath beithkar hi khaate the..

Mein khaane k liye jaake dinning table par beith jaati ho…papa waha nahi the..wo uss samay kitchen mein the…

Mein:- Mummy papa kitchen mein kya kar rahe hai…

Mummy:- Pata nahi beta…keh rahe apne haath k kheer khane k man hai…to maine kaha bhai bana lo…to wahi bana rahe hai…

Kheer kyu…waise bhi papa ko metha utna pasand nahi hai…par mein kuch nahi bolti…papa ko kitchen mein time lag raha tha…isliye mummy mujhe khana khane k liye keh deti hi…aur mein bhi khana khane lagti ho…kyunki mein bhi kam se kam chahti thi..k papa se saamna ho….mein khana kha k khatam hi karti ho…k papa mujhe kitchen k andar k awaaz dete hai…

Papa:- Neha beta kitchen aana…

Mein ghabra jaati ho..papa mujhe kyu bula rahe hai…jabki radha waha maujood hai…par mein uch keh nahi paati…aur dare man se kitchen mein chali jaati ho…

Papa waha kheer paras rahe the…unhone kheer sirf 2 katoori mein nikali hui thi…maine aakhir pooch hi liya…

Mein:- Kheer kis Khushi mein…

Papa muskurate hue…meri taraf dekhte hue….

Papa:-aaj hamare milan k raat hai…..aur naye riste k suruaat to meethe se honi hi chhaiye…isliye maine socha ghar waalo k muh meetha karvado…

Papa k muh se ye shabd sunn k mein to ek dum se sunn pad jaati ho…mujhe samajh nahi aata k mein ispe kya kaho…mera khoon Thanda pad chuka tha…




tabhi papa apne jeb se ek chooti bottle nikalte hai…aur kuch drops dono kheer k katori mein daal dete hai…

Papa ye kya daal rahe hai kheer mein yahi dekhne k liye…mein papa k haath se wo bottle le leti ho…usko dekh k mere hoosh hi udd jaate hai…..wo neend k drops thi…papa mummy ko neend k dabai de rahe the…..

Papa(muskurate hue):- Chinta mat karo….zeher nahi donga…..jao apni saas aur radha ko khila do…jisse wo dono aaram se soye….aur hamari shuhaagraat par tang naa kare…

Mein :- Paagal ho gaye hai kya aap…jaante bhi hai aap kya kar rahe hai…

Par papa meri kaha sunne waale the…mein kitchen mein kuch naatak naa karo isko rokne k liye papa…kitchen k andar se hi….meri saas aur radha ko awaaz dete hai…

Papa:- Madhu, radha taste karke batao kheer kaise bani hai….

Mummy :- haa lao dekhe kaisi bani hai kheer…

Radha:- bhabhiji….jaldi lao…kheer..

Kaushal ne bataya tha…papa chess k kaafi acche Khiladi the…mein jaha apna agla kadam nahi soch paati thi……papa apni aage k 4 chaale soch lete the…

Papa:- Jao beta…

Mein kya karti…mere haath mein kuch nahi tha…papa k haath k mein katputli ban chuki thi….mein baahar jaakar mummy aur radha ko kheer de deti ho…wo dono bade chao se kheer khane lagti hai….papa meri bisaat bicha chuke the…..mein jaha unko kheer khaate hua dekh rahi thi…tabtak papa meri aur apni kheer lekar drawing room mein aa jaate hai….aur halki awaaz mein…

Papa:- Ye lo neha tumhaari kheer…tum bhi apna muh meetha kar lo…aaj hamare riste ki nayi suruaat jo hone wali hai..…

Ye mere saath kya ho raha tha….mein fauran kheer khake apne room chali aati ho…aur fauran darwaze k andar se lock laga leti ho…
meri dhadkan tez chal rahi thi…meri zindagi mein ye ek naya maud aa gaya tha…man beichaan ho raha tha….saasein bhari…kya karo…kaise karo…aur kyu…jawab se jyada sawaal the mere man mein…

 

[hirarandi]

Mere man aaj waise hi baichain tha jaise kisi ladki k shuhaagraat k raat hota hoga…excitement aur dar saath mein….mujhe maloom tha papa ko rok paana mere bas mein nahi tha…par jo bhi ho raha tha wo kahi se bhi sahi nahi tha…hamare beech jo ho raha tha wo kahi se bhi jayaj nahi tha…wo mere sasur the…aur mein unki bahu…par fir bhi mujhe baar baar unki sparsh apne badan par yaad aa raha tha…

Mujhe apni panty men chipchipapan mehsus ho raha tha mein hairan thi k kaise akhir bina kuch kiye meri chut geeli hogyi....mujhe sharm aa rahi thi....mere sath aajtak aisa kabhi nahi hua tha....maine aisa experience kabhi nahi kiya tha....papa k saath paane ka sochne matra se meri chut kyun geeli horhi thi.... mujhe khud ke jism ke reaction par yakeen nahi horha tha....

Chuki meri panty geeli ho gayi thi…aur raat bhi ho gayi thi isliye mein apni nighty pehan leti ho…kyunki mujhe pakka yakin th..k papa ab mere kamre mein nahi aa payenge kyunki maine door andar se lock kar liya hai…



Mein jakar bed par let jati hai....baahar baarish hona suru ho gayi thi…baarish k barasti bonde bhi mere andar k aag o bhujha nahi paa rahi thi…mere aakhon k aage baar baar wahi drashya bijli k tarah chamak raha tha jab papa mere jism k saath mausi k ghar par khel rahe the...wo yaadein mujhe andar tak jhakjhor rahi thi....




Par mein ye kya soch rahi thi…mein ek shaadisuda ladki thi…mujhe aisa kisi gair dard k baare mein nahi sochna chhaiye…aur jabki wo mere sasur ho….maine apna dhyaan hatane k liye…..mein Kaushal k phone laga leti ho…meri phone k bajte hi Kaushal mere phone utha leta hai…

Mein- hello...

Kaushal :- Hello jaanu..

Mein- Hotel pahuch gaye…meeting kaisi rahi..

kaushal:- Haa jaan pahuch gaya…bas abhi pahucha ho…khana kha raha tha…

Mein:- ok…aur fir kab lautoge…

Kaushal :- Jaanu parso aa jaunga..if everything goes well…

Chuki baahar Bijli chamak rahi thi…uski awaaz Kaushal tak bhi pahuch rahi thi..

Kaushal :- lagta hai baarish ho rahi hai…

Mein:- haa..

Kaushal :- yaar agar is waqt tum mere paas hoti to main aabhi tumhari jawani ka rus pee raha hota......mera bahut munn ho raha hain is waqt.......

Mere abhi aisi kisi sexy topic par baat karne k mann nahi tha….jo meri andar bhadakti hui aag mein ghee k kaam kare isliye mein Kaushal k baton par koi reply nahi karti aur baat palat deti ho..

Mein:- apna dhyaan rakho…aur jaldi ghar aao…I am missing you..

Kauhsal:- Me too…baby…

Mein:- Chalo mein ab sone jaati ho….bye

Kaushal:- Bye jaan…

Mein Kaushal k phone cut kar deti ho..

Laakh koshish k bada bhi mein papa ko apne man se dor nahi kar paa rahi thi…papa ke liye aise khyaal mere man mein janam le rahe jo kahi se bhi sahi nahi the........jo bhi tha magar aab mein sex ke daldal mein apne kadam dheere dheere aab badha rahi thi........mere mann mein kahin na kahin hawas ki ek aisi choti si chingari zaroor panap rahi thi jo mujhe apni laxman rekha langhney ke liye mazboor kar rahi thi...

Jaise jaise ghadi k kaante badh rahe the….meri saasein bhi tej ho rahi thi…

k Tabhi mujhe apne darwaaze par knock sunayi deti hai…papa mera darwaaza baahar se knock kar rahe the…chuki maine kamra andar se lock kar liya isliye mein samajh rahi thi…k papa andar nahi aa paayenge..par papa bhi maahir Khiladi the…iska pata mujhe tab chala jab papa ne mera gate baahar se keys se open kar diya…..

Mein jab tak ye samajhti papa gate khol k andar aa chuke the…mein unko kamre k andar dekh kar thandi pad gayi thi…jaise mere sareer mein jaan hi naa ho…



Papa muskurate hue…

Papa:- mein jaanta tha..neha k tum kamjoor ho…tum aisa hi kuch karogi….

Mein:- papa aap baahar chale jaiye…pls..

Papa:- Neha mein samajh sakta ho….tumhara dil kuch keh raha hai aur dimag kuch…dimag tumhe sahi galat…jayaz najayaz bata raha hai…par tumhara dil tumhe bol raha hai k tum apni saari bandhan khol do….aur iss duniya k sukh bhoogo…

Mein:- aisa kuch nahi hai papa…pls chale jaiye…aap jo karna chah rahe hai wo galat hai…aap aisa soch bhi kaise sakte hai…mein aapki bahu ho…aapki ladki jaisi ho…

Mere itna kehne par papa aage badh kar bilkul mere kareeb aa gaye the….papa ko itne pass paakar mein kamjoor pad rahi thi…

Papa:- neha bhool jao ye sab…ye jism hame sirf ek baar milta hai….

Papa k baat beichme katte hue…

Mein:- Mein Kaushal ko dhokha nahi de sakti…mein usse pyaar karti ho…

Papa:- Maine kab kaha k tum usse pyaar mat karo….par wo pyaar tum mere saath bhi to baat sakti ho….aur kya ab pyaar karna bhi gunaah ho gaya…

Mein:- Mein aisa nahi kar sakti….

Maine itna kaha hi tha…k tabhi bahot jor k bijli chamakti hai…aur uski awaaz itni tez hoti hai…k mein dar k ekdum se papa se chipak jaati ho…Mere unse chipakte hi…papa mujhe apni baahon mein bhar lete hai…

Papa k baahon mein aate hi…unki mazboot pakad main mein pighal si jaati ho…

Papa(haste hue):- dekho neha saayad bhagwaan bhi chahte hai..k hum ek hoo jaaye…

Mein papa k baahon se dor hone k koshish karti ho…par papa mujhe itni kas k pakde hue the…k mein chah kar bhi unse dor nahi hat paa rahi thi…

Papa:- neha jaise ye baarish iss dharti k pyaas bhuja rahi hai…waise hi tum bhi meri saalon k pyaas aaj bhuja do…

Bijli garjne ki halki halki awaz ab bhi arhi thi isliye mein abhi bhi papa se lipti huwi thi....papa k choodi chaati main mein apna muh chupaaye hue thi…Papa mere aise achanak liptne se khush the…

Mein abhi bhi apni ankh bandh kiye thi……Mere dono hath papa ki kamar ke ird gird the aur papa ke meri pith par...papa dheere dheere meri pith par apne hath ferne lagte hai....meri mulayam gori skin par unke khurdure hath ferne par unko maza arha tha....

Papa:- Neha tumne mere sawaal ka jawaab nahi diya…bolo bhujaogi meri pyass..

Mera sar abhi bhi neeche jhuka hua tha…Papa apni ungli meri thoodi k neeche le jaate hai……aur mera chehra upar utha deta hai…....



Papa: bataon na neha…

Mein ab papa k aakhon mein dekhay aur bade hole se…

Mein:- Papa mein nahi chahti hamara ye pak rista sasur bahu k iss tarah kharab ho…

Meri ye baat sun kar papa hasney lage…

Papa: - Hum ek rista tod rahe hai to do riste bana bhi to rahe hai…. dil k rishta aur hamare jism k rista..

Kuch to tha papa ji k personality mein aur baton mein k mein naa chahte hue bhi unki aur attract hone lagti thi…..mein chah kar bhi apne aap ko puri tarah se normal nahin kar paa rahi thi…….meri saansein zoron se chal rahi thi…… mein badi mushkilon se apne aap ko sambhal rahi thi………..par mausa ji k aise mujhe dekhna mera tan badan mein aag laga raha tha..mera jism ke har royein puri tarah se khadey ho gaye they…

Mein aage kuch bolti ussey pehli hi papa apni unglio se dheere dheere mere gulabi hooth sehlane lage…wo mere dono hooth apni unglio se feel kar rahe the..



Papa:- bohat pyare hoth hai tumhare .......... gulaabi or raseele........... dilkarta hai inko choos loon or saara ras pee lo.......

Itna kehte hi papa apne hooth mere gulaabi hothon par rakh dete hai…mein unhe rukne k liye kehna chahti thi par mere hont unke honthon mein hone se kuch nahin keh pati aur meri awaaz ander hi ghut jati hain….mera mooh se lajaat bhari siskari nikal padti hain magar ye awaaz bhi uske ander hi ghut jati hain…….


Papa ji poorey zor shor se mera in naram honton ka ras pee raha the…….. Unke aise karne se mera bahut bura haal tha…….mein hawas ki aag mein tapp rahi thi…….meri sansein puri tarah se bekabu thi……mera badan fir se kisi aag ke bhattey ki tarah tapp raha tha……..Mein unki aankhon mein saaf hawas dekh rahi thi…aur sayad woh meri aankhon mein..

Mera dimag keh raha tha ye galat hai…par mera dil aur kuch bol raha tha…..mera sareer papa ji k touch k enjoy kar raha tha…mein paagal ho rah….. Lust mujh pe itni sawar ho chuki thi k ab mein unse kuch nahi bol rahi thi …mein us kamre se bhaag sakti thi…par us samay mera sareer mera dimag k nahi sun raha tha…..

Papa apni jeebh nikal kar mere hoothon ko chaat rahe the…wo ab mere poore chehre ko choom rahe the chaat rahe the…gaal, gala, hooth…papa k muh se nikli thook meri jism k garmi ko thanda kar rahi thi…mujhe ye bada ajeeb lag raha tha…par ye ek alag ehsaas tha…papa k choomna bilkul alag tha…jaise koi jaanwar ho…unka aisa choomna mere andar ki beiichaini ko badha raha tha…meri saasein tez ho rahi thi….meri choot gheeli hona suru ho gayi thi…..meri choot se pani lagatar beh raha tha jo….meri panty ab mera ras se puri bhigo chuki thi…..

Papa ka jadoo dobara se mere upar chalna shuru ho gaya tha.......Yeh mujhe kya ho raha hai........ main kyu unko khud k saath aisa karne de sakti ho....... kya main apni marzi se ye sab kuch kr rahi hoon.....mein papa ko apne saath ye gunaah nahi karne de sakti….isliye mein apne andar bachi kuchi takkat ko ekjut karti ho…aur papa k baahon k pakad se apne aap ko ek jhatka de k chuda leti ho…aur unse dor hat jaati ho….

Ab meri peeth papa ji k taraf thi.....maine apna chehra doosri taraf kar liya tha….kyunki mein papa ji k aakhon mein nahi dekhna chahti thi….kyunki aakhein mujhe kamjoor kar deti hai…..pata nahi kya jaadu tha…unki aakhon mein…..mein apni saanson par control kar rahi thi….

Papa mujhe aisa dekh k muskura rahe the…meri transparent nighty mein mere peechey k hissa papa ko saaf dekhaye de raha tha…. Mera jism uss nighty mein gajab k sundar dikh raha tha…nighty k andar se meri black panty bra saaf dekhayi de rahi thi…papa ab apni shirt k button kholne lagte hai..aur usse apne sareer se alag kar dete hai…



Papa dheere dheere mere pass aate hai…..aur peeche se ek baar fir se meri kamar ko pakad lete hai…meri jism ek baar unke chune se kaap uthta hai….papa apne haath meri nighty k strips par le jaate hai….aur ek jhatke se usse neeche kar dete hai…unke aise karte hi…meri nighty..mere badan se sarakte hue neeche gir jaati hai…..aur ab sirf panty bra hi reh gaye the mere sareer par…



Papa ab apne dono haath mere kandhon par rakh dete hai aur inko halke hathon se sehlaane lagte hai…aur ek hath ki apni ungliyon ko meri gardan par firane lagte hai............Meri aankhe yhe sab mheshus karne se bhari hone lagti hai.............

Papa phir kuch jhuk ke apne honton ko mere kano ke kareeb laate hue mere kaano ko apne honton se chu lete hai.....or iske karan me phir se mere jism me kapkapi choot jaati hai......

Or dheeme se bolte hai....kaano ko honthon se chipkaye hue hu........

Papa:- Neha tum bewajaah ghabra rahi ho….mein to sirf tumhe pyaar paana chahta ho…

Papa k inn chedkhanio se meri halat kharab ho rahi thi......main ab apne jism par koi zor hi nahi chala paa rahi thi ........main ab andar hi andar papa k apna sab soop chuki thi…..aur sayad ab mein khud papa ko nahi rokna chahti thi…....papa apni ungliyon se mere jism par koi jaadu karte jaa rahe the.....jo mere andar hawas hi aag ko jaga rahi thi….aur us aag mein ab mein jalne lagi thi……ye aag ab meri choot ko bhi garma rahi thi….mer choot ab paani chodna suru ho gayi thi…Main apni aankhe band ki hui tez tez saansein le rahi thi.....Or jiski bajah se mere boobs bhi tez saanson ke sath upar niche ho rahe the......

Papa apni ungli ko meri bra ki hook par le aate hai or aahista aahista us hook par apni ungli ko chalne lagte hai..........Meri saanse bahut tezi se chalne lagi thi….jab tak mein kuch sochti samajhti tab tak papa apni ungli pherte hue….meri bra k hook khol dete hai…

main na chahte hue bhi papa ko Rukne ke liye bol parti hu.......

Mein:- pls please ruk jaiye…

Papa is hadd tak aage bhad chuke the ki....unhe rokne ke liye main bahut der kar chuki thi....jo kaam mujhe bahut pehle karna tha...wo kaam ab kar rahi thi ....lekin ab meri is baat ka koi asar nahi hone wala tha papa par main ye mein jaan gai thi......

Meri bra ki belt meri kamar ke dono side shoulder se hoti hui jhul rahi thi..........mein turant apne dono haathon se apne dono boobs dhak leti ho….par ab meri soft or doodh se safed skin wali pith papa ke samne nangi ho gai thi...papa kuch der meri pith ko piche se dekhte rahete hai...or phir apne honto ko meri pith par rakh ke chum lete hai......papa ki chumban se to jese main andar se tadap jati hu.....jis aag ko apne andar dawaye bethi thi.....wo aag mere bas se bahar nikalne lagti hai ........

papa ke chumban se meri muh se halki si sisak nikal parti hai......

Mein:- aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..

papa apne hatho ki ungliyon se mere boobs ki side ko chune lagte hai.....aur mere boobs ki side ki komal skin kuch kuch mheshus karne lagte hai.......baarish k paani k tarah se meri choot puri pani pani ho gai thi........papa k haath mere boobs k nazdeek aur nazdeek pahuch rahe the…..har wo pal bhi aa hi gaya jab papa k haathon mein mere dono boobs the….par wo usse masal nahi rahe the…balki sehla rahe the…..wo kabhi unhe halke halke dabate to kabhi meri nipples ko pakad k khechte…



Mein aur papa ab bahut aage aa chuke the....jahan se hamara ab bapas lotna naa mumkin tha…..hum dono ko ek pal k liye bhi Kaushal nahi yaad aaya…ek beta jo apne pita ko sayad apni jaan se bhi jyada chahta tha….aur ek pati jiski biwi uski jaan thi…hum kab itne neeche gir gaye hame pata nahi chala…

 

[hirarandi]

sayad mein kahi na kahi iss najayaz riste k liye tyaar ho chuki thi…kyunki mein jaanti thi…k iss riste ki umar muskil se 3-4 mahine hi hai….aur tab tak kyu na hum log apni life k maja uthaye….aur waise bhi Kaushal k kaha se hamare iss riste k baare mein pata chalega… aur isi soch ki bajah se me papa ji ko ab sab kuch karne de rahi thi

Meri aankhe ab puri band ho chuki thi......andar ki utejna ke karan or kuch sharam ke karan jiske karan me apni aankhe khol nahi paa rahi thi........Meri thighs puri tarah apas me chipak gai thi.....ya u kahiye ki main apni choot ko dawane ke liye apni thigh ko chipka li thi.........Main khud par kabhu khoti jaa rahi thi.....mere dil ab apni choot ko apne hathon se masalne k karne laga tha…..

Papa bhi sex k maahir khiladi the…wo meri haalat dekhte hue samajh gaye the…k mera dil kya chah raha hai….isliye wo khud se apna ek haath meri panty k andar daal deta hai….aur apne hath se meri gulabi chut ko apne hath se sahlaane lagte hai....meri chut se tapakta ras papa ji k unglio ko bhigo raha tha…..meri tharak ab charam par thi….mein apne aap par control kho chuki thi….papa ab apni hath ki ek moti meri choot k ras mein bhigi hui ungli meri choot k andar daal dete hai…Meri halat uss waqt ek bin pani ke machli jesi ho rahi thi..........me thik us machli ki tarah papa ke hathon mazboor hoti hui...buri tarah se tadapti hui machal rahi thi................meri siskiyaan ab poore kamre mein goonj rahi thi…



Mein:- aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…………..hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Papa samajh chuke the..k ab ye ladki tyaar hai…

Papa:- Dekho neha kitni pyasi chut hai tumhari ..... kitna paani chor rahi hai ye.........

Itna keh k papa meri choot k ras mein bhigi hui ungli meri choot se nikal k meri aakhon se saamne le aate hai….meri choot k ras mein bhigi hui wo ungli dekh k mein sharm se laal pad jaati ho………

Papa:- Neha ab mujhe aur mat roko….dekho tumhari choot k pyaas bhujane k liye iska ye dost kitna beichaan hai…

Itna keh k papa mere ek haath apne pant k andar daal dete hai…jaha unka mota lund azaad hone k liye tadap raha tha…



unke mote lund k sparsh apni unglio par hote hi mere sareer k andar current sa daud jaata hai….jisse mein kaap si jaati ho…

Ye dekh k papa fauran mujhe seedhe karke jhat se meri panty neeche kar dete hai…aur mujhe bistar par gira dete hai…mere bistar par girte hi…papa meri panty meri taanghon k beech mein se kheech lete hai…..mein ab apne kamre mein apne shuhaagraat wale bistar par nangi padi hui thi…aur wo bhi apne sasur k saamne…





Papa ab apna pant khol k usse neeche kar dete hai…..unke pant neeche hote hi…unka mosal lund unki underwear mein se saaf dekhne lagt hai…mein jaanti thi…k unka lund kitna mota aur lamba hai….aur wo meri choot k kya haal kar sakta hai…wo saayad bana hi chooton k pyaas bhujane k liye tha….

Mein bistar se uthti kuch karti usse pehle hi papa bistar par chad kar mere upar aa jaate hai…aur mujhe apni baahon mein bhar lete hai….aur meri hoothon ko choosne lagte hai…ab mein bhi unka saath deni lagi thi..wo mujhe choome jaa rahe the..aur saath saath apne haath mere nange sareer par dauda rahe the…unke haath mere boobs ko masal rahe the….

Dhire dhire papa ab upar ane lagte hai.......hum dono bas hawas ki gadi par sawar hochuke the.... Papa k nazar ab mere boobs par thi…..papa ko mere boobs ki gulabi waise hi attract kar rahi thi jaise softy k upar cherry…….aur isliye papa agle hi pal apna muh meri gulabi nipples par rakh kar ek bar kiss karta hai aur agle hi pal chusne lagta hai....mein to bas paagal si ho rahi thi…mere hath ab dhire se papa k sar par chale jate hain aur wo unke baalon ko sehlana lagte hai...shadi se lekar aaj tak kaushal ne bhi ke mere boobs kai baar chuse hai lekin mujhe itna maza kabhi nahi aya tha….



papa ab nipple ke sath ek ek karke mere boobs ko poore muh mein lekar chusne lage the….

Mein:-- aahhhhhbhhh...

Meri siskiyon k awaaz tez aur tez ho rahi thi..

Jaha ek taraf papa mere boobs ko choos rahe wahi doosri taraf unka lund underwear k andar se mere choot par ragad raha tha….

Mere boobs choosne k baad papa apna chehra utha kar apni aakhein meri taraf kar lete hai….sayad wo dekh rahe the…k mera kitna khubsurt chehra hai jaise koi swarg ki apsara....ankhen aisi jismen doob jane ka man kare...gora dudh jaisa rang...aur uske surkh laal honth jise har dum chusne ka man kare....papa k nazre meri taraf dekh k mein apni nazrein jhuka leti ho… par unki aakhein laal thi....unki ankhen main mein apne liye hawas saaf dekh sakti thi

Agle hi pal papa mere sareer ko choomte hue neeche jaane lagte hai…aur meri inner thigh par kiss karte hai…...


Papa meri choot k taraf hawas bhari nazron se dekh rahe the….mein sharm se apne hathon se usko dhakne ki koshish karti ho par…par papa apne mazboot hathon se unko hatha dete hai...aur meri chut ke pas apna muh lejate hai aur ekbar wahan ki mehak sunghta hai jise dekh k mein tadap uthti hai....apni gulabi chut par papa ki garam sanson ka ahsas mujhe pagal sa kar deta hai.....

Mein:- paaaaaaaapaaaaaaaaaaaaa……

papa meri gulabi chut par apne honton se ek kiss krta hai....aur fir agle hi pal apna muh rakh dete hai meri choot par aur chatne lag jate hai..

mere pair aur hath hilne lagte hai tadap men....mujhe itna maza kabhi nahi aya tha kaushal k saath…jo uske pita k saath aa raha tha....mein apni ankhen band kiye hue zindagi ke maze le rahi thi …...



mera orgasm kareeb tha..kyunki mera jism akadne laga tha…isliye papa apna muh waha se hatha lete hai…aur mujhe dekhne lagte hai..mein sharm se apna chehra dusre taraf ghuma leti hai....papa mujhe dekh kar smile kar rahe the..

Meri saasein bhari ho rahi thi…loha garm tha…isliye papa fauran apni underwear uttar dete hi aur meri tangon ke bich aate hai aur apna lund meri choot par rakh deta hai....

Mein- aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.....

Papa apne lund par dabav dalne lagte hai....jisse unka lund halke halke meri choot k andar jaane lagta hai…...

Mein:- aaahhhhhhhhh....



halaki main kai baar chudi thi…par fir bhi papa k bada lund mujhe apni choot mein lene mein takleef ho rahi thi...meri choot geeli thi lekin fir bhi mujhe dard ho raha tha....par mazza bhi aa raha tha....

Mein:-aahhhhhh..,ooooooooooo...

Lekin papa ye sab kaha sunne wale the….kitne saalo baad unhe aisi choot mili thi apne vishal naag ko dalne ko….. Phir kuch der baad papa apne hathon ko meri dono side me dalte hue bed par rakh dete hai.......or mere upar jhuk jate hai................

Phir wo apne lund ke kuch halke halke dakhe lagane shuru karte hai.....mein hawas k saagar mein goote laga rahi thi…meri akhein surk laal thi…mein papa k mazboot sareer ko dekh rahi thi…55 saal k umar k bawjood unme kisi 20 saal k ladke jitni enery thi…uss waqt mujhe kaushal se apni bewafai ka koson dor tak khyal nahi tha…..mein to bas apni choot k pyass mein mazboor thi…jis bistar par maine aur kaushal ne apni zindagi k suruaat k thi.. ...aaj ussi bistar par mein kaushal k pita k saath apni jism k pyass bhuja rahi thi....mein aur mere sasur apni hawas poori kar rahe the.....aaj mere dahej mein mile bed k sahi test ho raha tha.....kyunki aaj pehli baar koi asli mard iss bistar par kisi ladki k saath sex kar raha tha....ya kaho chod raha tha....



Mein:- aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhppppppp....

Meri shuruaati chikhen ab halki halki siskariyon men badal jati hain....papa ek speed ke sath chod rahe the mujhe....bedroom mein halki halki thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap ki awaz gunj rahi thi…..jo ki unke aandhoo aur meri choot ras se bhigi gaand k takraane se utpan ho rahi thi…..chudai k ye ek madhur si awaz thi....meri choot madmast hoke...papaji k lund k anand le rahi thi....mera orgasm nazdeek tha....choot mein paani bhar chuka tha...



Mein :- aahhhhhhhh ahhhhh ahhhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhh ahhhh ahhhhh....

Meri choot papa ji k lund ko apne andar acche se adjust kar chuki thi.. papa k dhakke bhi ab thodi raftar pakad chuke the.......

Ye thap thap ki awaz ek badlaw ka ishaara kar rahi thi…jo ab iss ghar mein hone waala tha…ye elaan tha Parivartan ka...... aaj jo kuch bhi ho rha tha woh sab kuch badal kar rakh dena wala tha...iss ghar mein...



Papa k har jhatke k saath mein apne orgasm k aur nazdeek pahuch rahi thi…papa k lund k prahaar meri choot k bura haal kar rahe the…k tabhi mere haath pair ethne lage...sareer kaapne laga.....aur aakhein band hone lagi.... mein jhad rahi thi.....mera orgasm ho gaya tha….

Mein:-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa………………………….

Meri choot k andar papa ka lund poori trah se phansa hua tha.......meri choot unke lund ko daba rahi thi ... nichor rahi thi….par papa orgasm se kaafi door the….

woh to bas mujhe dekh k muskuraye jaa rahe the………

 

[hirarandi]

ab aage..



Meri choot k andar papa ka lund poori trah se phansa hua tha.......meri choot unke lund ko daba rahi thi ... nichor rahi thi….par papa orgasm se kaafi door the….woh to bas mujhe dekh k muskuraye jaa rahe the………

jabki mera haal aisa tha jaise kisi ne mere andar se jaan nikal li ho…meri saari energy kheech li ho…..mera badan aisa kaap raha tha..jaise kisi ne sareer mein current dauda diya ho…

Ye mera uss bistar par sabse accha orgasm tha…kaushal k saath mera kabhi aisa orgasm nahi hua tha…ye sab kamaal tha..papa ji k energy ka aur unke lund k..jo abhi bhi meri choot k andar ghusa hua tha….lund abhi bhi garam tha…par meri choot thandi pad chuki thi..unke lund ne meri choot ka paani nikal diya tha…mein thak chuki thi..isliye..

Mein (dheeme se):- Papa mera ho gaya…

Papa ji:- Neha itni jaldi…lagta hai hamari bahu k Kaushal ne sahi se le nahi hai…tabhi itni jaldi jhad gayi…

Mein papa k ye baat sun kar sharm se laal pad jaati ho.....aur laaj k kaaran apna sar papa k sheene mein chupa leti ho…papa bhi mujhe apni baahon mein bhar lete hai….



Papa k lund abhi bhi meri choot mein tha…papa usko doobara se hilana suru karte hai…par chuki meri choot apna saara paani chod chuki thi…unke lund k aisa hilna mujhe dard de raha tha…

Mein:- aaaaaaaaaaaa…………..papaaaaaa ruk jaiye …..dard ho raha hai….pls

Papa:- Neha kuch der mein dard chala jayenga…

Papa ko rokte hue….

Mein:- Papa pls…ruk jaiye aapko meri kasam….

Papa mere muh se ye sabd sunn k ek dum se ruk jaate hai…aur upar lete lete hi…apna lund meri choot se baahar nikal lete hai…wo ab mujhe aur mein unhe dekh rahi thi…meri aakhon mein sharm thi jabki papa k aakhon mein shararat…wo muskura rahe the…sayad ye soch k k jis ladki ko unhone paana chaha tha…wo aaj unke lund k neeche hai….

Papa:- Neha tumhari ye khoobsurti mujhe paagal bana deti hai…mujhe yaakin nahi ho raha k mein aaj tumhare saath ho…tum mere pass ho…tumhe mein mehsoos kar sakta ho…



Mein papa k baatein sun rahi hai…hamari aakhein ek doosre par tiki hui gayi thi…mein dekh sakti thi…papa ji k aakhon mein k unka kaha eke k sabd sahi hai…sayad mein pehli baar papa ko aakhon mein aakhein daal k dekh rahi thi…unn kuch palo k liye meri andar ki sharm to jaise mar si gayi thi…

Papa:- Neha tumhara ye jism aise lagta hai bhagwaan ne taras k banaya hai…tumhare ye hooth dekh k aisa lagta hai…jaise inmein swarg k ras bhara hua hai…iss ras k mein roz pina chahta ho…subah shaam…din raat…

Itna keh k papa apne hooth mere hoothon par rakh dete hai…aur unhe choosne lagte hai…mein bhi isme unka saath dene lagti ho…papa wakai main mere hooth aise choos rahe the…jaise sach main unmein ras bhara ho…



papa k muh k andar k thook mere hoothon k gheela kar rahi thi…aur kuch mere muh mein aa rahi thi..papa mere hoothon ko aise choos rahe the..k mera saas lene bhi muskil ho gaya tha…apna dam ghutne se bachane k liye mein apna muh doosri fair leti ho…aur karwat badal leti ho…….papa k taraf ab meri peth aa gayi thi……mein uthna chahti thi…par papa mujhe jhat se apni baahon mein pakad lete hai…aur mujhe apni aur kheech lete hai…

Mujhe unki baahon mein ajeeb sa lag raha tha par papa aise lete hua the ….Jese wo mere sasur na ho kar mere pati ho......or main unki biwi ..........Papa phir se mere jism par apne hath chalane lagte hai.......



Mujhe apne sareer mein unka sparsh accha lag raha tha…unki unglia k sparsh mere sareer mein ek meethi si gudgudi paida kar raha tha…mein apni aakh band kiya uss masti mein kho hui thi…

Papa apna muh se mere gale aur gaalo k halke halke choom rahe the…unka aisa choomna mere andar bapas se hawas k aag ko chingari de raha tha…

Papa(Halki awaaz mein):- Neha to kaisa laga tumhare naye dost k saath…

Itna keh k papa peeche se mere aur kareeb aa jaate hai…jisse unha ling meri gaand k phakon mein gusne sa lagta hai… …meri choot k ras se bhige hone k kaaran wo halka chipchipa sa tha… jisse mere muh se aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh……..nikal jaati hai…par mein apne muh se kuch nahi bolti bas aakh band hi rakhti ho…aur unn palo k enjoy karne lagti ho…

Papa meri gardan par jeebh pherte hue meri nangi pith par hath pherne lagte hai fir apna hath niche le jaate hai or meri gaand ko apne hathon se jakar lete hai.....or kuch kuch halke hatho se dawate hue bolte hai....



Papa:- Batao na neha kaisa laga apne sasur k saath….meri ye dosti pasand aayi na tumhe…

Jaha ek taraf papa apne sabdo k mere andar k hawas ki aag bhadka rahe the…wahi unke hooth mere sareer mein aag laga rahe the….wahi doosri taraf unka sakht mota lund mere gaand k ched mein chubh raha tha….maano gussa jaa raha ho…papa apne lund k meri kabhi meri gaand k dararo mein ragadte to kabhi meri ras bhari choot par…..ss ragad se meri andar k kaam agni bapas se jal uthi thi….



Meri choot bapas se gheeli hona suru ho chuki thi…kaamvasna bapas se mere andar aa chuki thi…meri saasein bapas se bhaari hona suru ho gayi thi….ab jaise jaise papa k kamar hil rahi thi…waise hi meri kamar bhi unke rthym mein hil rahi thi… papa mujhe kiss karte hue apne hath mere nange badan par fair rahe the…..papa ji ka garam lund jab meri garam chut par ragar khata to mann karta ki ye lund aur meri chut ko ragre..............

Mein:- aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…………

aur sayad isliye hi main bhi kuch niche sarakti hui apni garam chut papa ke pure garam lund se takrane lagti ho.............meri choot me tapan bhadti jaa rahi thi.......or jiski wajah se meri choot ki ragar papa ke lund par tez hoti jaa rahi thi.....meri chut se kuch paani chutne laga tha aur wo papa ke lund par lagte hue use bhi chikna kar raha tha…



Mere geele pan ki bajah se papa jaan gaye the ki main ab puri tarah se garam ho chuki ho ….....Papa mere bapas se ye haal hota dekh rahe the…aur sayad se khush ho rahe the…meri choot bapas se papa k lund k apne andar lene k liye tyaar thi….par papa itni jaldi kaha apna lund mere andar daalna chahte the….wo chahte the…k mein unke saamne besharm banno….apni laaj sharm sab uttar pehko….hawas mein…aur isliye…

Papa:- Neha tumhari choot gheeli ho chuki hai….bolo to mein apna lund andar daal do….

Mein hawas roopi aag mein jal rahi thi…par mein kaise apne sasur se keh sakti thi…k wo apna lund mere andar daal de…isliye mein bas shaant hi rehti…par har pal k saath meri saasein bhari aur bhari hoti jaa rahi thi…

Papa jaante the k meri haa hai…par mere muh se sunna chhate the…

Papa:- Bolo neha….kya mein apna lund tumhare andar daal do…

Mein ab aur bardast nahi kar sakti thi…siliye….

Mein(halki awaaz mein):- aapka jo man kare wo kar dijiye…………aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh…….pls…

Par papa kam kamine nahi the…wo chahte the…k men apne muh se unse kaho k wo apna lund mujhme daal de…

Papa:- Neha…tumne kasam di hai….mein kaise apni man ki kar sakta ho…agar tum bologi tabhi mein daaloga apna…..

Mein ab kitna sehti….akhir mein bhi ek seema thi…isliye…

Mein;- papa kyu tadpa rahe hai….daal dejiye na apna lund mere andar…aapko mujhe aise tadpaane mein mazza aa raha hai kya….

Mere mera aisa badla roop dekh kar khush ho jaate hai….aur muskurta hue bolte hai….

Papa:- Mein kaha tadpa raha ho…tadpaaya to tumne hai…mujhe….apne iss jism k liye….

Mein hawas main paagal si ho gayi thi…ab mujhe apne upar koi bas nahi tha…isliye…

Mein:- to kya jaan lenge aap meri…de to rahi ho….jo aap chahte the…lena…pls mujhe aur mat satyaye..

Papa muskurate hue…

Papa:- mein chahta ho tum lo mera…khud se apne andar….

Mein ab paagal ho chuki thi…hawas roopi chudail ne mujhe paagal kar diya tha…mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha…mujhe to bas apni pyass bhujani thi…ab chahe wo mere sasur hi kyu na ho…

Isliye mein fauran apni kamar thodi upar ko utha leti ho……jisse papa k lund seedhe meri choot k saamne aa jaata hai….mein papa k lund haath mein pakad k apni choot k muh k saamne rakh leti ho….mein papa k lund k soopde ko apni choot par kuch seconds ragadti ho…jisse wo acchi tarah se gheela ho jaata hai….



Papa meri ye boldness muskurate hue dekh rahe the…

Unka toopa gheele hote hi…mein apni kamar ko peeche karne lagti ho…jisse unka lund meri choot mein dheere dheere andar jaane lagta haii….unka mota lund mere andar aisa jaa raha tha…jaise kisi ne mota garam dhanda meri choot mein daal diya ho….



Papa ka poora lund andar leti hi…mein apna muh peeche k taraf karke bolti ho….

Mein:- Fuck me….pls….

 

[hirarandi]

Sayad papa yahi to chahte the..k mein unhe apne muh se chodne ko kaho…yahi to unki iksha thi…k unse aadhi umar k unki bahu….unse khud ko chodne ko kahe…sayad unka yahi apni mardangi dekhane k tarika tha…

Mere muh se wo sabd sunte hi papa turant apni kamar peeche karte hai jisse unka lund thoda meri choot se gehriyo se baahar aa jaata hai aur fir ek dum se zor se dhakka marte hai jisse unka unka lund sansanata hua baapas se meri choot mein chala jaata ha....papa k iss zor k dhake se meri muh siskiya nikal jaati hai….....

Mein:-....aaaaahhhhhhhhiiiii......

Papa apni kamar hilana suru kar dete hai….jisse unka lund meri choot k andar baahar hone lagta hai… Meri aakhein band thi….mein to jaise swarg mein thi…..kaash Kaushal k bhi aisa mazboot jism hota…jaise papa ji k hai…pathar k bana hua….phir sayad mujhe aise mausa ji aur apne sasur k saamne apni taangein nahi kholni padti….fir sayad mein apne aap to itna mazboor na paati mausa ji aur apne sasur k saamne……




Papa k jhatke mere andar ek ajeeb si masti aur bekhudi paida kar rahe the……mein khud k papa k aage surrender kar chuki thi….mein saari duniya bhool chuki thi…..

Ab mein bhi masti mein apni gaand hila rahi thi…har gujarte pal k saath papa k dhaakon main taizi aati jaa rahi thi....... meri choot ras mein bheeg chuki thi…maano usne naha liya ho…



Tabhi papa ek dum se mujhe palat dete hai aur mere upar aa jaate hai…mera muh ab bistar k taraf tha…

Meri goori goori gaand k tang gulaabi soorakh papa ki aankhon k Saamney tha........ Papa apni ek haath ki ungli se mere gaand k ched k Sehlana suru kar dete hai.... jaise hi mujhe apni gaand k ched par papa ki unglio k aabhas hota hai mein lazzat se kaap uthti ho…Papa meri gaand k daraar ko apne hathon se kholte hai….aur usme thoda jhuk kar thook dete hai...... mein sar peeche kiye papa ko ye sab karte hue dekh rahi thi…..papa apni thook mere gulabi gaand k ched par aache se ragadte hai aur fir unmein se badi ungli ahista ahista mere gaand k ched mein daalna suru kar dete hai……chuki aaj tak kisi ne meri gaand nahi maari thi…isliye mujhe unki ungli lene mein muskil ho rahi thi……

Mein:-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa………………aooooooooooooooooooooo……….

Papa (muskurate hue):- Neha tumhara ye ched to kunwara hai….kaushal ne abhi tak isko nahi khola….

Mein sharm se apna muh seedha kar leti ho….aur kuch nahi bolti…

Papa:- Chalo accha hai….

Itna keh k papa apni ungli ahista ahista meri gaand mein ghumaana suru kar dete hai…jaha ek taraf wo dard de rahi….par sach kaho to mazza bhi aa raha tha…par fir bhi mein…

Mein:- Papa waha se ungli hata lijye…

Papa muskurate hue…

Papa:- Jo hokum meri rani…

Itna keh k papa apni ungli mere gaand k ched k bahar nikal lete hai…

Ab papa apne dono haath meri gaand par rakhte hai...aur usko faila dete hai... aur apna lund peeche se meri choot mein daalne lagte hai…..mujhe iss position mein dard ho raha tha.....par pappa fir bhi apna lund andar thoos dete hai....



Papa k dhakko k raftaar badhti jaa rahi thi…jise mera jism kaapne laga tha…papa k dhakke itne tej the…k bistar bhi chee chee karte hue awaaz kar raha tha….mere gaand par unke kamar k maar ek alag hi sangeet bana rahi thi….thaap thap…jaise koi tabla baja raha ho…

Meri chudai karte karte papa par hawas or meri khubsurat nazook jism ka nasha pura chad chuka tha........wo ab sochne samajhne ki halat me nahi the...........

Wo har baar apna lund tez or tez dhakho ke sath mere andar daalte jaa rahe the......unhe ab meri takleef meri cheek se koi matlab nahi tha matlab tha to bas ab apne lund ko meri chut ki jar tak pahuchana.............or meri cheekh ke sath sath unke andar ek naya josh bharta jaa raha tha...........literly mere muh se chikhen nikal rahi thi……meri aankhon se aansu niklana suru ho gaye the..

Mein:-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………….



Lekin ab papa manne wale nahi the......unhe mere dard or mere aansu ki jese koi parbhah hi nahi thi.......Balki unhe ab acha lagne laga tha.....mere dard se bhare hue cherhe ko dekhte hue............kyo ki yhe dard mujhe unka bada lund de raha tha.......jisme unhe maje aa rahe the..........or khushi ho rahi thi apne lund par.............

Main kossis kar rahi thi apne dard ko dawane ki apne aansuyo ko rokne ki......lekin meri choot ke andar ka dard mujhe control nahi karne de raha tha......aur is dard ki bajah se mere jism par bhe raha pasina mujhe or bhi sexy hot bana raha tha papaji ke aage...........



jsiko dekh k papa ji ki hawas aur bhadti jaa rahi thi ....jiske karan unke dhakho ki raftar bharti jaa rahi thi papa mere dard me chilate hue dekhte hai........or mere nikalte hue aansu bhi..........lekin wo jante the ki agar ab wo rook gaye to main phir unka lund nahi le paungi........so wo kuch rook ke ek or zor se jatka marte hai..............main lagbhag cheekhti hui tadapne lagti hu.......or yhe tadap bhadti jaa rahi thi har jatke ke saath.....mera ek baar fir se orgasm ho jaata hai…..mera baapas se sareer kaapne lagta hai…mein uthne k koshish karne lagti ho….mujhe apne sareer par control nahi tha….......papa mujhe uthne to dete hai par apna lund meri choot se nahi nikalte…..



Meri tadap mere aansu ka papa par koi farak nahi par raha tha….wo abhi bhi apna poora lund andar daale hue the…..or mere pasine se bheege hue cherhe ko choom rhe the…........

Papa:- Neha bas ho gya...........ho gaya…

Mein papa k taraf dekhti ho….meri aakhein surk laal thi…aakhon mein aasoo the...sayad wo papa se pooch rahi thi…..k kya aise bhi koi sex karta hai.....aisa tadpate hue dard dete hue...

Par papa sayad meri aakhon k nahi padh paa rahe the…ya saayd padhna nahi chah rahe the….hawas ne unhe aisa bana diya tha….wo bapas se mujhe bistar par patak dete hai…aur meri taagein apne haathon mein utha lete hai…..wo baapas se apna lund meri choot k gehrayo mein uttar dete hai….

Mein kuch kehti isse pehli hi papa mere muh par apna haath rakh dete hai aur mujhe choomte hue......mere boobs ki nipple apne muh me bhar lete hai......aur sath hi mere boobs apne hatho me lete hue dawane lagte hai........

Papa mere boobs daba daba ke zor zor se mere nipple chus rahe the......unka aise meri boobs peene ka tarika se mujhe phir se maje aane laga tha....

papa apni speed tez kar dete hai apne dhakho ki................aur main bhi doobara se apne orgasm ki taraf bhadne lagti hu phir se garam hoti hui....................papa zor se apni kamar hilate hue apne lund ko meri chut ki jar tak daal rahe the..........

Papa ne mere dono ghutne mod diye the…aur pair faila diye jisse unka lund jyada se jyada gehraio mein utar sake…mein apne hawas k charam par thi…jaha kaushal mujhe badi muskil se ek baar jhada paata tha....wahi papa ji mujhe 2 baar jhada chuke the...aur abhi bhi mujhe chodne mein lage hue thi....unki takkat....stamina par mein mar mitti thi....asli mard sayad aise hi hote hai...




Mein apne dono pair papa k kamar k ird gird kardeti ho…aur unhe apni taraf kheech leti ho…..........ab papa mere labo k dobara se choosne lagte hai……unka apne par koi control nahi raha tha sayad tabhi wo mere gaalo or gale par apne danto se bite karte hue chodne lagte hai.........

Unki daanto ki kaat se kuch halke dard ke sath mein apne aap ko rok nahi paati hu..........or main bapas se ke lund ko Apni chut me jakarti hui.......apna pani chorne lagti hu papa ke lund par...........papa bhi ab charam par the…unki saasein bhi bhaari ho chali thi…isliye 2-3 jatko ke baad papa meri choot mein apna pura lund andar tak dawa dete hai......jisse wo apna pani mere chut me andar tak bhar sake....sayad wo apni bahu k andar apna beej daalna chah rahe the....



Ek do aur jhatko k baad papa bhi apna gaada veerya mere andar chodne lagte hai.....Papa ne apna lund puri tarah meri chut me bacchedani tak fasaya hua tha.......is liye unke viryaa ko meri chut se bahar nikalne ka koi rasta nahi milta or wo viryaa.........meri bacchedani me hi bharne lagta hai..........papa ka garma garam veerya meri choot ki seekhayi kar raha tha……papa or main apni aankhe band kiye orgasm ke maje le rahe the.....



Papa aur mein ek doosre se chipke hue the....hum dono k saasein abhi bhi bhari thi....hum dono unko control karne k koshish kar rahe the....papa k veerya meri choot se behta hua bistar par gir raha tha...

 

[hirarandi]

ab aage...




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….

 

[hirarandi]

ab aage..



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…..

 

[hirarandi]

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...

 

[hirarandi]

ab aage..

Wahin papa apne room main chale gaye the…jahan mummy ji ghodde bech ker so rahi thi neend ki goli ki vajah se…papa unke bagal me lateker man hi man muskura rahe the….ab unko yakeen ho gya tha k unki bahu k ab paa chuke hai…unki bahu ab uske ishaare per naachne lagi hai….jo thodi bahot sharm bacchi hai wo bhi boht jald nikaal jayegi…unki ek laute bete k shundar bahu unke mote lund ki deewani ho chuki hai ….ab wo jab chahe usko bhog sakte hai…apni hawas mita sakte hai…par unka thoda man bhari bhi tha…kyunki wo apne ek laute ladke k bahu k saath avadh sambandh bana rahe the…wo beta jo unpar apni jaan neechawar karta tha…par papa bhi apne dil se majboor the…ik taraf unki pyass thi…aur ek taraf unka beta…par wo apne dil se mazboor the…wo mere jism k pyass ko apne dil o dimag se nahi nikal paa rahe the…

Agli subah as usual main apne sahi samay par uth jaati ho …shubah k 7 baj rahe the…mobile main kaushal k msg pada hua tha…uski flight aade ghanta pehle land kar chuki thi..delhi se Noida pahuchne main muskil se 1:30 ghante lagte the..matlab Kaushal agle ek ghanta main ghar aa jayenga…



Mujhme neend bhari hui thi…. ek toh main late soyi thi upar se tabadtod chudai ki wajah se meri body kaafi thakki hui thi…par chuki Kaushal aa raha tha..aur mujhe office bhi jaana tha isliye mujhe man maarkar uthna padta hai...main roj k tarah naha kar kitchen main chali jaati ho…jaha mummy subah k naasta bana rahithi..mujhe kitchen main dekh kar mummy bol padti hai…

Mummy :- dekho radha aaj hamari bahu sahi samay par uth gayi…pati jo aane waale hai..

Pata nahi mummy ko mujhse aisi kya pareshaani thi..mummy koi mauka nahi chodti thi mujhe taane maarne ka…saayad wo abhi tak mujhe apni bahu k roop main suikaar nahi kar paayi thi..meri aur Kaushal k luv marriage jo hui thi…

Main mummy k baat par kuch react nahi karti..

Mein:- Mummy bataiye kya banana hai..

Mummy:- Tum rehne do…aaj mera beta aa raha hai..main uske liye uske pasand k aalo k paratha bana rahi hu…tum jaake chai papa ji k de aao…

Waise main hi hamesha se papa ko room main chai dene jaaya karti thi..par aaj mujhe bada ajeeb lag raha tha..pichle do dino se hamare beech jo kuch ho raha tha..usse mujhe laaj aa rahi thi..

Mummy:- Soch kya rahi ho…jao de kar aao..

Mujhe pata nahi tha k papa subah subah mujhe akele main paakar kaise react karenge…par main kya karti aur koi chara bhi nahi tha…mujhe jaana hi pada..

Papa apne kamre k balcony main rakhe gamlo ko paani de rahe the…kya gathila sareer tha unka...unhe aise karte dekh kar mujhe raat wala scene yaad aane lagta hai…k kal kaise papa ji ne mujhe ragad ragad ke choda tha kal raat…aur meri choot mein apne lund ka pani bhar diya tha….




Meri kadmo k aahat sun kar papa mujhe peeche mud jaate hai aur mujhe unke kamre main paata hai..

Main saree men thi...gora gora dudh jaisa rang, khubsurt chehra, pahad jaise chuche, suraidar gardan, badi gand…..in short kayamat thi

Main dhire dhire papa ke taraf jane lagti hai...dhadkan to uski tez thi hi lekin ek ajeeb si excitment bhi mere andar thi....Papa ke kareeb jakar main apni nazren jhukaye khadi hojati ho…mujhe aise koi dekh k bol hi nahi sakta k ye ladki raat ko apne sasur k lund ucchal ucchal k leti hai apne andar..

Mein:- Papa chai..

Papa muskurate hua mere haath se chai le lete hai..

Papa:- chai to thandi hai..

Mein:- Thandi..abhi to banayi hai…

Papa:- Nahi..thandi hai…

Papa k aisa kehna par main turant chai k cup k touch karti ho…wo garam tha…

Mein:- Garam to hai….

Papa(muskurate hue):- Tumhare aage to thandi hai…

apne sasur k muh se aisi baat sun kar main sharma jaati ho…aur blush karne lagti ho….



Mein:- ab chai jaisi bhi hai…pee lijiye..

Papa:- Subah subah mujhe garam cheez pasand aati hai…

Mein:- ab isse jyada garam chai nahi ho sakti….

Papa:- maine kab kaha chai…

Mein:- To…

Mera itna kehte hi..papa chai ko bagal k table par dete hai…aur mere kareeb aa jaate hai..main jab tak kuch samajti yak arti tab tak papa apne hooth mere gulabi pakiza naram mulayam hootho per rakh dete hai aur unhe chusne lagte hai…hootho ka raspan karte karte papa aur meri saanse aapas main takrane lagti hai…hootho ko chuste chuste papa apne hath meri peeth per ghumaane lagte hai….dheere dheere papa k hath meri peeth ko sehlaate sehlaate neeche meri gol mulayam pakeeza gaand per chale jaate hain….aur woh apne dono hatho se meri gaand ko dono taraf se sehlane lagte hai.. jisse main papa k aur kareeb ho jaati ho aur mujhe apne pet per papa k lund chubhne lagta hai…subah subah papa k lund kitna tight hai ye soch kar main hairaan thi…

Mein :- - aaaahhhhhh….please yahan per ye sab mat kijiye…mummy radha ghar par hai…

Par papa kaha kuch sunne waale the…wo to apni masti main chor the..

Kuch der mere sharbati hootho ka raspan karne ke baad papa apne hoothon se mere gaalo aur meri gardan ko chumne aur chusne lagte hai…papa bhool chuke k jaha ek taraf wo apni bahu k jism k saath khel rahe the..wahi ussi ghar main unki biwi bhi thi…papa toh bass madhoshi k lamhe main saatve aasman par the..

Papa k hath meri gaand sehla rahe the to wahi unke hooth ere hooth aur gardan choom rahe the wahin mere boobs buri tarah se papa ki chest per dab rahe the…aise main kisi ka pagal ho jana saubhavik thaa…. Wahi haal mera tha..

Mein- aahhhhhhhh …..pleasee papa koi aajayega......

Main maamle k gambheerta samajh rahi thi..isliye main papa ko naa chahte hue bhi..unko apne se dor karne k liye thoda dhakka deti ho…aur apne sa thoda dur kar leti ho…aur kamre se nikalne k liye mud jaati ho….par saayad papa k ye manjoor nahi tha..ya kaho unki hawas ko..wo baapas se kamar se pakad kar mujhe apni aur kheech lete hai…

Main papa k pakad se nikalne k koshish karti ho..par wo mard the unki pakad se nikalna matlab magar k muh se nikalna......papa k lund ka lauda tan chuka tha aur ab wo meri gand par chubh raha tha saree ke upar se....

Papa:- Itni jaldi kya hai neha…chali jaana..

Papa k lund apni gand par sparsh hote hi meri choot geeli ho gayi thi..papa apne lund ko meri gand par ragad rahe the..jisse mera sareer garam ho raha tha…wahi doosri taraf main ghabra bhi rahi thi..k kahi koi aa naa jaaye..



Mein:- Ye kya kar rahe hai papa…koi aa jayenga..

Papa:- Kya karo neha tumhe dekhti hi…mujhse raha nahi jaata…dekho kaise khada ho gaya hai tumhara aashiq…

Papa k ishaara unke lund k taraf tha…unki baat sun kar main sharm se laal ho jaati ho…aur sharmate hue..

Mein(Sharma kar)- Kal raat aapka mann nahi bhara kya….mera toh poora badan toot raha hai…aapko zara bhi taras nahi aata mujhper…

Papa(muskurate hue)- agar taras karonga….to tumhare andar k garmi kaise shaant karonga batao….

Mein(aur zyada sharmate hue)- aap plzz aisi baate mat karo…subah subah

Papa(muskurate hue)- to kya karo….

Mein :- aap chai peejiye aur mujhe jaane dejiye…mera pati aane wala hai…

Papa:- Theek hai par jabtak main chai peeyonga tum yahi rahogi..

Papa k iss baat main mujhe koi burai nahi lagti…jabtak wo chai peeyenga unke saamne hi ho khada rehna tha…

Mein:- Theek hai par ab chodiye mujhe..

Mere haa kehta hi papa mujhe chod dete hai…aur mujhse thoda dor hat jaate hai..unke aisa karte hi main raahat k saans leti ho…haalaki meri choot abhi bhi garam hi thi…par ye uske Thanda hone k liye sahi samay nahi tha…

Papa baapas se chai k cup utha lete hai…aur chai peene lagte hai…

Papa:- Tum kuch nahi peeyogi…

Mein:- meri chai neeche hai…main neeche jao…wahi pee longi..

Papa meri baat par apna sar naa main hila dete hai..

Papa:- kuch aur pee lo…

Main chaaro aur dekhti ho kamre main…waha kuch aisa nahi tha..jo main drink kar sako..

Mein:- kya pio..

Papa:- Gaane (sugarcane) k ras peeogi…

Mein:- haa…mujhe accha lagta hai…

Meri baat sunte hi…papa jhat se apni pant k zip open kar lete hai…aur apna mota lund baahar nikal lete hai…

Papa ko aisa karte dekh kar meri to jaan hi nikal jaati hai…

Papa(muskurtae hue):- ye lo nikal lo iska ras…subah subah accha rehta hai iska ras…

Mein(ghabrate hue):- ye kya kar rahe hai papa andar kejiye isko…

Papa(chedte hue):- are jab tak main chai pee raha ho..tabtak tum bhi nikal lo iska ras…isme sharmana kaisa ab ye ganna tumhara hi to hai…

Mein:- Mujhe nahi peena iska ras..andar kejiye koi aa naa jaaye..

Papa:- Koi nahi aayega…tum ghabrao nahi…tum bas iska ras pee jao…

Itna keh k papa mujhe kande se pakadte hai…aur mujhe neeche ko dawa dete hai…jisse mein neeche ghutno par beith jaati ho…aur ab unka lund mere muh k saamne hota hai..

Mein:- Papa ye ghar aane waale hai…yaha bahot risky hai…

Papa:- Mein ho naa tum ghabraati kyu ho…tum aaram se chooso…

Mein- papa plzzz main yahan nahi ker sakti aisa…raat ko main kuch bhi karke aaongi aur aapka ye choos longi…par abhi nahi….

Main papa se binti kar rahi thi…par papa par uska koi asaar nahi ho raha tha…balki ab papa thoda aage ko aa jaate hai…aur apna kadak lund mere chehre…hoothon par fairne lagte hai…



Mein:- Papa pls…

Papa:- Neha bas ek baar….mera bahot dil kar raha..jitna time tum baton main nikal rahi ho utni der main to main thanda ho jaata..

Isme papa aur mera mausa ji same the dono ziddi…main smajh gayi thi..k wo apna lund mujhse chuswa k hi manenge…isliye…

Main papa k lund hath main pakad ker dheere dheere hilaane lagti ho….waise to papa k lund pehle se tight tha..par mere haath main lete hi wo apne vikraal roop main aa raha tha…

Samay jyada nahi tha isliye main fatafat apna chehra papa k lund ki taraf jhuka ker papa k lund apne muh main le leti ho….main lund choosne main expert ho chuk thi isliye mujhe maalom tha agar kisi mard ho jaldi Thanda karna hai to uske lund k tope ko chooso…aur tabhi main papa k lund ke top ko chusne lagi aur apni zubaan usper ferne lagi…papa toh jaise sswarg me pohanch gye the…ye saayad unki zindagi k sabse behteeren subah thi..…ek Rajkumari jaisi ladki aaj unka lund chus rahi thi….Maine bhi kabhi apne wildest dream main nahi socha tha…k aise main ek din apne sasur ko subah subah blowjob dongi…mujhe darr bhi lag raha tha aur excitement bhi ho raha thaa….

meri Zubaan se nikli thook papa k lund ko geela kar rahi thi jaisa unke lund meri choot ko ghella kar raha tha apni garmi se......lekin main apni thook ke sath lund ki topi chat rahi thi.......papa k muh se nikalti aaheein…mujhe sunai de rahi thi…

Main apni nazre upar utha kar dekhti ho…papa k aakhein band thi…wo uss pal ko enjoy kar rahe the… main unhe dekhti hui hi unke lund ki toopi par apni zubaan chalye jaa rahi thi.....kabhi zubaan gol gol gumati topi par or sath hi chusne lagti



Pata nahi aisa kyu tha…papa k lund muh main lete hi dar to jaise gayab hi ho gaya tha…main ab comfortable thi….main papa k lund dheere dheere poora upar se neeche lick kar rahi thi….papa bhi mere lund choosne k talent se hairaan the..unki bahu kisi pornstar k jaise unka lund choos rahi thi….wo saayad soch rahe the k unke bete ne apni biwi ko iss cheez main to maahir bana diya hai…wo lund ko aise choosti hai jaise koi lollypop ho….par papa ye nahi jaante the..k ye talent unke beta k sheekhaya nahi tha…iski training to maine apne mausa ji k lund par k thi…



Papa ab masti main paagal ho rahe the….saayad tabhi papa mere piche latke hue baalon ko apne hath se upar karke pakar lete hai zor se.....
aur sar ko hilate hue lund ko aage piche karne lagte hai.......papa k lund 8 inch se bada tha…aur mota bhi...jaise jaise papa mere muh me apne lund ko pura dalne ki kossis karte bese hi mujhe apni saanse band hoti hui mhesus hoti......

Par mujhe bhi iss tarah se lund chusne k jaise aadat si ho gai thi ab........main jahan tak kar sakti thi apne muh ko or jayda kholne ki kossis karti jisse papa ko aasani ho mere muh ki chudai karne main…



mere sar par papa ke hathon ki grift aur jyada tight ho gai thi.....or iske sath papa apna mota bada lund mere muh ke andar or jayada andar tak dalne ki kossis karne lagte hai.....

jisse meri aankho me aansu aane lage the.....lekin muh ne pura lund fase hone ki bajah se bas guuuu guuuu ke alawa kuch or shabd nikal hi nahi rhe the......



papa ab aur wild hoye jaa rahe the…wo apni bahu k muh k jar main apna lund ghussana chah rahe the…papa jese jese lund andar karte wo aur mota hota jata mere muh ke anadar or mere honto or khul jate us mote lambe lund se....lekin laakh kossis ke baad bhi papa apna lund pura mere muh ki jar tak nahi pahucha paa rahe the. ....

kyo ki jese hi lund mere muh me jata or jese hi aage bharta unka lund piche se mota hota jata or mera muh chota hojata ....or wo mere honton par hi fas jata ......meri saasein ruk rahi thi…unke aisa karne se …jisse meri aakhein laal ho chali thi…aur unmein aashoo bhar aaye the…lekin papa ko isse koi fark nahi pad raha tha…wo to meri muh k chudai karne main mast the…aur iss masti main wo halke halke badbadye jaa rahe the….

Papa:- ahhhhhhh….neha…. choos aur choos…..apne sasur k lund…..pee le iska ras...

Main abhi tak apne sasur ko jaan hi nahi paayi thi…mujhe laga tha…k main unko 2 min main Thanda kar dongi…par wo asal mard the Kaushal nahi jo itni jaldi Thanda ho jaaye…unka lund 10 min se meri muh k chudai kar raha tha…aur jharne k naam nahi le raha tha…jabki main apni aur se poori koshish kar rahi thi…k meri hoothon k acchi jakad bani rahe unke lund par jisse wo jaldi thande ho jaye…par meri saari koshish beekar jaa rahi thi….yahi to ek asli mard hota hai…

Main haar maan chuki thi…mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha k main kya karo…k tabhi…darwaaze k bell bajti hai…

Darwaaze par aur koi nahi mera pati tha…kaushal…ghanti k awaaz sunte hi….papa apne jhatke maarna band kar dete hai..jisse unka lund mere muh se baahar aa jaata hai…main fauran uth khadi hoti ho…

Mein:- ye aa gaye….

Papa k chehra dekhne laayak tha…wo gusse se laal tha…aur hota bhi kyu naa…unke bete k kaaran wo apni kaam vaasna nahi bhuja paaye the…aur isliye gusse main papa..

Papa:- Iski maa ko chodo…madarchod ko issi samaya aana tha..

Main dekh sakti thi papa k chehre par gussa….isliye unka gussa shaant karwane k liye…main muskurate hue..

Mein:- Choda hi hoga inki maa ko…tabhi to ye iss duniya main aaye….

Maine pehli baar papa k saamne iss sabd ka prayog kiya tha…choda…par iska asar hota hai meri baat sun kar papa bhi muskura deta hai…aur..

Papa:- Choda to tha iski maa ko…Par asal mazza ko iski biwi ko chodne main aata hai…

Papa k iss baat par main sharma jaati ho…

Mein:- Papa…aap bhi…

Itna keh k main sharmate hue…apne kapde theek karke kamre se baahar nikal jaati ho…nikalte hue…main apni muh main lagi thook aur papa k lund ka precum apne saree k pallu se saaf kar leti ho…



Kaushal ghar k andar aa chuke the..aur mummy se baat kar rahe the…mujhpar nazar padte hi uski aakhein chamak uthi..par chuki mummy waha khadi hui thi isliye wo sharm main mujhe gale nahi laga paaye..ya kaho apna pyaar express nahi kar paaye…

Mujhe dekh kar mummy bol padi..kaushal k taraf dekhte hue..

Mummy:- ye lo aa gayi tumhari biwi…tumhare baap ko chai dene gayi thi..

Wahi Kaushal mujhe dekhte..

Kaushal:- tumhari aakh main ye nami kyu hai…

Nami….papa ne meri muh k jis tarah se chudai k thi…uske kaaran meri aakhon main aashoo bhar aaye the..jo jald baazi main dhona bhool gayi…

Mein:- woh…….

Main kuch bolti usse pehle firse papa kisi savior k tarah aa gaye..

Papa:- bhai shaadi k baad pehli baar ye tumse itne din dor rahi…to tumhare aane par iski aakhon se aashu aa gaye…Khushi k…

Thank god uss din fir papa ne baccha liya tha…wahi papa k jawaab sun kar Kaushal k chehre bhi khil gaya tha…

 

[hirarandi]

ab aage..

Papa:- bhai shaadi k baad pehli baar ye tumse itne din dor rahi…to tumhare aane par iski aakhon se aashu aa gaye…Khushi k…



Thank god uss din fir papa ne baccha liya tha…wahi papa k jawaab sun kar Kaushal k chehre bhi khil gaya tha…wahi mummy..

Mummy:- Bhai ladka Naukri karta hai…to baahar to jayega hi..isme rone wali kaunsi baat hai…

Mummy k baatein se saaf feel ho jaata tha…k wo mujhe pasand nahi karti..Kaushal jaanta tha apni maa k nature isliye wo baat beech main kaat deta hai aur..

Kaushal:- Chalo maa bhook lagi hai…naasta karte hai…

Fir hum sab mil kar naasta karte hai…mera office ka time ho raha tha..par uss din Kaushal office late se jaane waala tha kyunki wo subah hi lauta tha…isliye main khud se jaane k liye ready hone k liye apne room main jaane lagti ho..

Mein:- Mummy main office jaane k liye ready ho jaati ho..…

Mummy:- theek hai jao..

Tabhi papa ek dum se..

Papa:- Chalo main chod deta ho tumhe..

Main kuch bolti usse pehle mummy..

Mummy:- Are aap kyu chodenge…wo chali jayegi..

Papa:- Are bhai mujhe apni car service ko deni hai…bahu ka office raaste main hai…usko chodta hua nikal jaonga…

Kaushal:- Papa aap kyu jaa rahe ho…main de aaonga…aap rehne do…

Papa:- are nahi beta…tum aara karo…main de aata ho…

Log aur kuch kehte isse pehle hi papa…

Papa:- neha tum jao tyaar ho jao…



Mera dil is waqt bahut zor zor se dhadak raha tha......main aab bechain ho rahi thi..................shayad papa ke saath driving par jane ki soch sochkar.......main turant fresh hoti ho aur ek yellow colour ki saari nikalkar pehan leti ho blouse bhi usi rang ka tha aur humesha ki tarah sleveless hi tha.................halka sa mekup aur prefume lagakar main baahar aa jaati ho…

jaise hi papa ki nazar mujhpar padti hain papa ke chehrey par ek kutil si muskaan tair jati hain....................wahin main ek nazar papa ki taraf dekhti hui fauran apni nazrein sharmakar neechay ki taraf jhuka leti ho…



papa mujhe chalne k ishaara karte hai…main muskurate hua unke peeche peeche chal deti ho…aur jaakar gadi mein jakar baith jati hain........papa bhi car ke ander jakar baith jate hain aur fir car start karkey chal dete hai…........wo bhi aaj munn hi munn bahut khus the…

Main shaant thi khamosh si baithi hui bahar ki taraf dekh rahi thi...............aur idher beech beech mein papa bhi ek nazar meri aur dekh leta the.........

Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha…papa mujhe chodne k liye beitaab hai…kahi ye beitaabi unke lund k to nahi…

Main nervous thi….kyunki mujhe exactly nahi maloom tha…papa ke sahi intention kya hai…main car main chup beithi hui thi…car k thode dor chalte hi..papa

Papa:- neha tum itni shaant kyu ho…

Main(nervous):- nahi aisa kuch nahi..

Papa:- Mujhe lag raha hai…k tumhare andar kuch chal raha hai…tum beichaan hai..

Main:- nahi to…

Papa:- kahi tum hamare beech jo ho raha hai…usse beichaan to nahi ho…
Main papa k baat ka kuch jwaab nahi deti…shaant rehti ho..

Papa:- are bolo…are you ok with it….

Mein kuch bolti nahi bas sar haa main hila deti ho…papa mujhe haa main sar hilate dekh khush ho jaate hai…

Papa:- Pakka…

Iss baar main sar k haa main hilane k saath saath bol bhi padti ho..

Mein:- Pakka..

Yeh dekh k papa k aakhein chamak uthti hai…

Papa:- fir agar aisa hai…to isko thanda kar do…

Itna keh k papa car chalate main apne ek haath se apne pehne hue lower ko chaddi sahet neeche kar dete hai…jisse unka lund baahar aa jaata hai….usko aise baahar dekh kar aakhein fat jaati hai….aur main darte hue…

Mein:- Papa andar kejiye…koi dekh lega…

Papa:- are koi nahi dekhage…hila do..isse..

Mein:- Papa aap paagal to nahi ho gaye hai…chalti road hai…

Papa:- Sab office ko bhaag rahe hai…kisko itna time hai…k wo car k andar dekhe…

Itna keh papa apne haath se mera ek saath pakad kar usko apne lund par rakh dete hai…aur meri taraf dekhte hue…

Papa:- Hilao…neha…sharmao mat…

main bade mushikilon se apne bekabu hote sanson ko sambhal rahi thi..........papa k aise lund k baahar dekh kae meri choot mein bhi kuch gilapan aa gaya tha................main chaah kar bhi apni nazrein wahan se ek pal ke liye bhi nahin hata paa rahi thi..................wahin papa tirchi nazaron se dekh raha the wo munn hi munn bahut khus bhi ho raha the..is waqt mera dil bahut zoron se dhadak raha tha...........meri sansein pal pal bhari hoti jaa rahi thi..............chehrey par chand boondein pasiney ke aab jhalakney lage they............

Mera dil mere muh main aa raha tha..par main kya karti …unka lund kisi dande k tarah sakht tha…aur garam bhi….main usko apni hatheli main shama leti ho... papa k lund ki sakhti.......uski golai....aur uski ubhari hui nashe........apne hath se mhesus karti hu...........or phir dheere apne hath ko lund par chalati hui.....upar niche karne lagti hu...........



Kuch azeeb sa fill to kar rahi thi main lekin sath hi yhe sab karne me acha lag raha tha mujhe

Papa main kitni tharak thi…pechle do din se wo mujhe roj chod rahe the..fir bhi unki tharak thi jo kam hone na naam nahi le rahi thi..

Main unka lund hila rahi thi aur saath hi saath idhar udhar dekhti reh rahi thi k kahi koi dekh to nahi raha…wahi papa inn sab se bekhabar dhime dhime apna lund mujhse hilwate hue car chala rahe the…jab bhi kisi gaadi k horn bajta meri to jaan hi nikal jaati…ya koi bike scooter car k bagal se nikalte to main fauran apna haath unke lund par se haath leti par papa jhat se baapas usse apne lund par rakh dete aur baapas se apna lund hilwane lagte…



Meri hatheli k garshan se unka lund aur shakt aur garam ho raha tha…wahi meri choot bhi garam hona suru ho gayi thi….wahi papa ab ek haath se car drive car rahe the wahi unka doosra haath mere baalo k sehla raha tha….jaha road thodi khali hoti waha main apne haatho k raftaar tez kar deti thi…aur jaha kahi traffic hota tha…waha main apne haatho k raftaar slow kar leti thi…jisse baahar se kuch azeeb na lage…

Mera office aane waala tha…par papa k lund tha..jo Thanda hone k naam nahi le raha tha..

Mein :- Mera office aane waala hai…

papa kuch bolte nahi par achanak se meri sehlate hue baalo ko ek dum se muthi main jakad lete hai…jisse mere muh se dard bhari siskaari nikal jaati hai…..ooucccchhhhhhhhhh….

Papa mera sar pakad kar mere sar ko apni jhaanghon k pass le aate hai…

Papa:- Choos k thanda kar do…

Mein:- papa baahar se dekhega…

Papa:- Kuch nahi dekhega…ye lo main window shade laga deta hai..

Papa car back pocket main rakhe car side shade nikalte hai…aur turant usse meri taraf aur apni taraf wali window seats k mirror par laga dete hai….

Papa:- ab kuch nahi dekhega…

Itna keh k papa baapas se mera sar apna lund k pass le aate hai…aur mera muh apne lund k upar rakh deta hai…main bhi samajh chuki thi k papa bina Thanda hua mujhe jaane nahi denge…aur baahar se kuch nahi dekhenge…isliye ab main fauran apne hoothon ko apne hath me pakre hue papa ji ke lund ke upar ke hisse par rakhti hui chum leti hu....aur fir apna muh kholte hue unka lund dheere dheere apne muh main lene lagti ho…

mein unke lund k dheere dheere apna muh k andar bahar kar rahi thi…mein papa k muh se aahein nikalti hui sun sakti thi…

aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh…

Papa:- Keep doing…blow me….suck me…



Papa k aise bol mujhme aur josh bhar rahe the…isliye unko aur accha feel karwane k liye….mein ab uske lund k supade par apni jeeb fairne lagi…papa k to jaise jaan hi nikal gayi…unka sareer mera aise karne par poora hil raha tha….mein kabhi uske supade par apni jeeb fairti to kabhi usko apne hootho k beech mein dawa leti…papa ko jitna aanand mil raha tha uski aap Kalpana hi nahi kar sakte…

Papa k lund se ab precum nikalna suru ho gaya tha…jisko mein chaat rahi thi…unke precum k khatha swad mujhe accha lag raha tha…Papa ne kabhi socha bhi nahi tha..k mein itna accha blowjob car k andar bhi de sakti ho…

lund chuste hue mujhe sar par papa ke hath ka dabav mehsus hone laga jisse mujhe idea hogya k papa shayad ab pani jhadne wala hai…wo apne charamsukh k behad kareeb the….papa bhi gaadi k road k side main sunsaan jagah par laga lete hai…main bhi poori masti k sath papa k lund ko choosna jaari rakhti….and finally papa k sareer akadne lagta hai….jaise uske andar se koi lava foot pada ho…..papa ke lund se fwara chutt gya….papa k gaade safeed veerya k pehli dhaar seedha mere muh me k andar gayi…..



jaise hi papa k veerya k dhaar mere muh main aati hai…main apna muh unke lund se hatha leti ho….jaise hi mera muh hathta hai unke lund se nikli doosri dhaar mere face par meri eyes aur gaal par ja lagi….
Mere poora chehra unke veerya se bheeg gaya tha..muh main unka veerya tha..

Mein:- Papa..tissue…

Papa:- Neha mere pass nahi hai….pee jao…isse….accha hota hai ye…

Itna keh k papa apne ek haath mere muh par rakhte hai aur doosre haath se meri naak ko dawa dete hai…jisse mera muh khul jaata hai…aur unka veerya mere gale se hote hue mere pet main chala jaata hai…

Mujhe veerya pite dekh kar papa khush ho jaate hai…aur..

Papa:- Good neha…good girl…mere lund par bhi kuch laga hua hai…usse bhi pee lo..

Mujhe veerya k namkeen swaad pasand tha…isliye main baapas se unka lund muh main le leti ho…aur unke lund par laga veerya bhi chaat leti ho…. baad main apni ungli par bhi laga veerya main chaat chaat kar saaf kar deti ho..



Papa mujhe dekh k muskura rahe the…wahi main sharma rahi thi…mera chehra sharm se neeche jhuka hua tha…aur sharmati bhi kyu naa abhi bhi unka veerya se mera poora chehra jo bhega hua tha….

Papa(muskurate hue):- Mujhe nahi pata tha…meri bahu k lund k ras itna pasand hai…ab to main roz pilaonga…tumhe…

Mein sharmate hue…

Mein:- papa saamne dekh kar gaadi chalaye…aur mujhe nahi peena roz.…

Papa:- isme sharmane k kya baat…apne sasur ka hi to piogi..

Mein:- Aapka toh jhaddne ka naam hi nahi leta… Main hath se hila hila kar nikalne ki koshish ki par wo nahi nikla…choos chooskar mera muh dukhne lag gya….saara makeup bhi kharab ho gaya…

Itna keh k main apna office beg uthati ho…aur usme rakhe face wipes se apna chehra poochne lagti ho…mere chehre k poora makeup bhigad gaya tha…baal bhi idhar udhar ho gaye the…main fauran apne baal theek karti ho…aur fir wahi apne bag se lipstick nikalti ho aur usse lagane lagti ho…jo papa k lund choosne se poori mit gayi thi..

Main jaldi jaldi apna makeup complete karti ho..tab tak papa mujhe office chod dete hai…office pahuchte hi main chup chaap papa k gaadi se utar jaati ho…wahi papa..

Papa (muskurate hue):- to kaisi lagi mere saath aaj k ye ride…if you say…main tumhe roz office chod sakta ho…

Main papa k sawaal ka kuch jawaab nahi deti bas muskurati hui office k andar chali jaati ho…

Uss din office main bahot kaam tha…mujhe ek min nahi milta k main soch paati k pichle do dino main mere saath kya hua…subaah se shaam kab ho jaati hai pata hi nahi chalta…

Shaam ko main har roz k tarah office se aakar, fresh hokar kitchen main kaam karne chali jaati ho….par uss din Kaushal ghar par hi tha…wo office nahi jaata…Kaushal k hone k kaaran papa uss din jyda kuch nahi karte…bas aate jaate hamare beech nain matake ho jaate isse jyada kuch nahi…

Raat ko thak haar k jaise hi main apne kamre main pahuchti ho…mujhe baapas se apni pichli dono raatein yaad aane lagti hai…kitni haseen biti thi pichli dono raatein…kaise papa ne mujhe ragad ragad kar choda tha….kaise unhone meri kaamvasna ko apne lund k prahaar se bujhaya tha….kaise humdono do jism ek jaan ho gaye the…

Main ye soch hi rahi thi k tabhi….kauhsal bathroom se baahar nikalta hai…

Kaushal:- ye yaha kya kar rahi hai…

Mein:- kya….

Kaushal:- ye underwear…ye to papa k hai…

Kaushal k haath main papa k underwear dekh k meri to jaan hi nikal jaati hai…main paagal papa ko unki underwear baapas dena hi bhool gayi thi….ye wahi underwear thi…jo wo pehli raat ko mujhe chodne k baad galti se room main hi chod gaye the..

Mein:- wooooooo………..

Main kya bolti…

Kaushal:- paglo meri underwear k no 85cm hai…aur papa ka 90cm…tum galti se meri samajh k utha laayi..

Mein jhat se Kaushal k baat par haa main haa mila deti ho..

Mein:- maine dhyaan hi nahi diya..k ye papa k hai…

Kaushal:- Chalo koi nahi…main unko kal de donga…

Main Kaushal k baat par haa main sar hila deti ho…kaushal mujhpar itna vishwaas karta tha..k usko jara bhi shaq nahi gaya…k kahi uski biwi k aur uske pita k koi chakkar to nahi chal raha…main aise pyaar karne waale pati k dhokha de rahi thi..

Chuki Kaushal bhi do din baad lauta tha…isliye hamare beech sex hona lajmi tha…kaushal Bechara apni poori efforts lagata hai…par wo apne baap k saamne kuch bhi nahi tha…na energy main,na stamina main…aur lund ka to pooch hi mat…



mujhe aaj aisa lagta hai saayad Kaushal mujhe tab tak apni wahi college wali bhooli pyaari natkhat neha samajhta tha…aur saayad tabhi wo mujhe kisi princess k tarah chodta tha…pyaar se…aaram se…par main ab wo nahi thi…mujhe ab hard wild dominating sex pasand tha…jo mujhe mere mausa ji aur Kaushal k pita ji diya karte the…main college k bhooli neha nahi balki ek raand ban chuki thi..

sex k baad jaise hi Kaushal thak k apne takiye par laitta hai..wo fauran…

Kaushal:- Neha iss takiye se to badbu aa rahi hai….tumne kabse takiye k cover nahi wash karvaye…

Main jaanti thi…k kis cheez k badbu hai….papa ne kal raat issi takiye k cover se apna veerya poocha tha…aur ye ussi k mehak thi..main fauran anjaan bante hue..uska takiya uthati hu…aur songhti ho…

Mein:- aisa to kuch nahi hai…mujhe to koi badbu nahi aa rahi…aap aisa karo mera takiya le lo…

Itna keh k main Kaushal k apna takiya pakda deti ho…aur uske takiye par main sar rakh kar lat jaati ho…uss takiye se uthti hui mere sasur k veerye k mehak mujhe kisi gulaab k mehak se kam nahi lag rahi thi…mera bas chalta to main uss mehak k perfume lagati…wo mehak thi mard k sperms ki…main baar baar takiye k cover ko apni naak k paas laati aur uski mahek ko ek lambi saans leke songhti…wo mehak mujhe apne sasur k pass hone k ehsaas de rahi thi…k main unke pass ho unke saath ho…



Mera Kaushal bhola tha wo ye sanket nahi samajh paa raha tha…papa ne apni gandh chod de thi.. jaise koi jungle k sher karta hai…apne ilake par…k ye uska ilaka hai…don’t enter…waise hi papa k mere kamre main….mere bistar par…aur mere sareer par apni gandh chod di thi..k ab iss kamre main….iss bistar par…aur iss bistar par shone wali par ab unka haq hai….SIRF UNKA…aur wo iss ghar k alpha male hai….