Adultery Neha - Ye kia kiya Mene

[hirarandi]

ab aage...

Meri aakhon se uss raat neend gaayab thi….mere pillow se uthti hui mere sasur k veerye k khusboo mujhe beichaan kar rahi thi…..Hamari bhi kya kismet thi..........itne pass hoke bhi kitne dor the….saayad mere sasur k bhi wahi haal ho raha tha apne room main.......hum dono ke naseeb mein partner k sukh nahi tha....jaha mere sasur mera badan chod chod k tod dete the…wahi unka beta ek baar karke k tot k soo raha tha…main yaha tadap rahi thi aur wo waha….papa k veerya k mehak mere tan badan main aag laga rahi thi……apne sasur k saath bithaye wo haseen pal meri aakhon k aage naach rahe the….unki wo jakad..unke lund k wo pakad…meri choot k garam kiye jaa rahi thi…sirf unke baare main sooch sooch k meri choot gheeli hone suru ho gayi thi…..usko Thanda kiye bina mera shona muskil tha….isliye main apni naak apne pillow se laga leti ho…jisse mujhe lage k main apne sasur k pass ho….aur wahi apni unglia apni choot par rakh leti ho…jaise wo papa ji k lund ho….unke lund k khayal karte mera chehra sharam se laal padh jata hain........ek baar fir se mere badan mein sirhan si daud gayi thi.............



mere ander ki aag dheere dheere aab badhti jaa rahi thi magar siwaye meri ungli ke mere paas aur koi dusara rasta bhi nahin tha.......main apni ungli ko dheere dheere sarkatey hue apne choot ke danon ko haule haule masalne lagi........

meri choot main to pehle se hi geelapan tha........main apni uglia apni choot par ragad rahi thi….meri aakhein band thi….par band aakhon main bhi mujhe apne sasur dikaye de rahe the…unka wo mazboot gathela sareer…unki wo mazboot kandhey…unki chodi chaati…unki chaati k baal…..unka wo lamba mota lund jiski mein deewani thi….



aaj jaha main apni ungli se apni hawas shaant karne k koshish kar rahi wahi kal iss samay papa apna lund meri choot mein poora ander tak pele hue the aur badi hi berahmi se chudai kar rahe the........Mein apni choot ko apni tez tez ragad rahi thi…mujhe iska bilkul khayal nahi tha..k mera pati wahi ussi bistar par soo raha hi….mera jism kisi aag ke bhattey ke saman tapp raha tha........



Main apna jeebh aagey badhakar pillow k uss hissey par rakh deti hain jahan par papa ji ka cum laga hua tha............main apni aankhein band kar leti hain aur fir usey apne mooh mein lekar bade aahista aahista se choosney lagti ho............mera ek haath apne boobs par le jati ho aur apne nipples dheere dheere sehlaney lagti hai...............masalney lagti hain...........mere mooh se aab aaaaaaa...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.....sssssss............ ki madak siskari nikal rahi thi jo bahut dheemi thi........saath hi saath saansein bhi aab bahut zoron se chal rahi thi........



Main apni pati k bagal main letkar pehli baar kisi dosre mard k sochkar masturbate kar rahi thi…is waqt mera dil zoron se dhadak raha tha......shayad zindagi mein aisi pehla dafa tha jo mainey aisi harkat ki thi.......par isey karney mein mujhe kuch naya romanch sa lag raha tha..............

Maine aisa pehle kabhi nahin kiya tha magar aaj mujhe ye sab karney mein kuch naya excitement zaroor mil raha tha.......sach to ye tha ki mujhe ye sab kabhi bhi pasand nahin tha magar aaj jism ki aag ne usey ye sab karney par mazboor kar diya tha................

Mere laakh chahte hue bhi main apne choot k Thanda nahi kar paati…balki main uski aag main aur ghee daal deti ho…meri unglia wo kaam nahi kar sakti thi…jo ek mard ka lund karta hai….main jhunjhula rahi thi…par kya karti…

Raat k 1 baj chuke the….mera sareer masturbation k kaaran passene main naha gaya tha…mujhe pyass lagi thi….aur room main paani nahi tha…pehle jism k pyass aur ab paani k pyass mujhe beichaan kar rahi thi…chuki raat kaafi ho chuki thi isliye main nighty top and bottom pehan kar paani lane k liye kitchen ko chali jaati ho..

Papa k room kitchen k just saamney tha…par darwaza band tha….shaayad papa aur mummy so gaye the…papa aise kaise soo sakte the…meri raaton k neend haaram karke wo khud chain se soo rahe the…jabki unki bahu tadap rahi thi…unke pyaar k liye…mujhe unpe bahot gussa aa raha tha…par main bhi kya karti…

Ghar main ek shaanti thi...par mera man aashant tha.....Kitchen pahuch kar jaise hi main fridge open karti ho…mujhe peeche se kadmo k awwaz sunai deti hai…




Mera to dil zor se dhak ho jaata hai…mujhe lagta hai kahi koi chor to nahi ghus aaya ghar main….main fauran peeche mud k dekhti ho to waha mujhe chor dikhta hai…par wo mere dil k chor tha…mere sasur ji….Wo kitchen k darwazze par sirf lower main khade hue the…unke upari sareer par ek bhi kapda nahi tha…unko dekh kar mera dil Khushi se jhoom uthta hai…wo bhi mujhe muskura k dekh rahe the….

Papa:- Raat kaafi ho gayi…soyi nahi….

Itna keh k papa mere pass aane lagte hai…main bhi muskurate hue..

Mein:- pyaas lagi thi…

Papa(muskurate hue):- Paani se bhuj gayi…

Main papa k baat par sharma jaati ho aur naa main sar hila deti ho....

Papa:- Kyu…

Mein papa k baat par koi jawaab nahi deti bas sharm se sar neeche kar leti ho….



Papa:- Main bhi pyaasa ho…

Main samajh gayi thi…k papa ko kaunsi pyaas lagi hui hai…par papa ko cheedte hue…main papa k tarah paani k bottle badha deti ho….

Mein:- ye lejiye…bhuja lejiye apni pyaas…

Papa:- ye pyaas paani se nahi bhujne waali….

Itna keh k papa meri haath se bottle lekar side main rakh dete hai…ab aur mere kareeb aa jaate hai..

Mein:- fir kaise bhujegi aapki pyass…

Mera itna keh k papa mere pass aa jaate hai…

Papa:- Tum Bhuja sakti ho…



Main jaanti thi...par fir bhi...

Mein:- Kaise...

Papa meri baat sunkar muskura dete hai…aur mujhe pakad kar fridge se tika dete hai…

Papa:- Tum bhi to pyaasi ho……tumhari ye kaunsi pyaas hai jo paani se nahi bhuj rahi..

Papa k baat sun k main sharam se apni nazrein fauran neechay ki taraf jhuka leti ho.......

Par papa k nazre mere kamsin jism par thi… wo mere dono boobs ko kha jane wali nazreion se ghoor rahe the...... main kisi jadh ke saman wahin sthir ho jati ho aur kisi murat ke saman wahin chup chaap apni jagah par khadi thi.......mera jism excitement se kaanp raha tha.....meri choot ek baar fir se gili hoti jaa rahi thi......

Mera dil chah raha tha k papa mere najuk badan ko apne in khathor haathon se jee bhar kar masley......main ek baar fir papa ji ki bahon mein tootna chahti thi....aapni jawani unke naam karna chahti thi.......apna ye haseen badan unke hawale karna chahti thi......

Hum dono ko jism k pyaas thi.....main papa k aankhon mein aur wo meri aakhon main wo pyaas dekh sakte the.......wo tadap........is waqt mujhe ek mard ki zaroorat thi aur unko ek aurat k jo hamare tan mein uth rahein us pyaas ko shant kar sake......

Papa apne haath mere poore badan par dauda rahe the ….unke haath mere kandhoo se haute hue meri kamar par le jata hain aur apne haath ko dheere dheere sarkate hue meri kamar ke neechay ki taraf badhane lagta hain........jaise jaise papa ke haath meri kamar ke neechay ki taraf sarak rahein they waisa waise meri halat kharab hoti jaa rahi thi.........sharm aur excitement dono ka mila jula roop mere chehrey se saaf jhalak raha tha......

main apne aapko papa ke hawale kar chuki thi.....papa apna ek haath meri gand par le jata hain aur apne sakth haathon se meri gol aur tight gand ko kaskar masla deta hain......jawab main mein apni aankhein turant band kar leti hain aur aagey badhkar papa k honoton par dheere se apne honth rakh deti ho....... papa k is tarah se gand masalne par mere muh dard bhari siskarii nikal rahi thi.. aaaaaaaaaaa……..

Sach hi hain is hawas ki aag mein insaan apna sab kuch bhool jata hain.......yahan tak apna wajood bhi......kya sahi kya galat.......wo apne ander ki bhook mitane ke liye wo kisi bhi hudd tak jaa sakta hain.........kisi bhi rang mein rang sakta hain......aaj waisa hi kuch haal mera tha.......mera pati ussi ghar main apne kamre main soo raha tha wahi main unke pita k saath apni kaamagni ko shaant kar rahi thi…

Papa bade pyaar se mere honton ka rus dheere dheere pee raha tha........mein bhi aab aagey badhkar papa ke honton ko usi andaaz mein choos rahi thi.......



papa apna ek haath se mere boobs ko masal rahe the…main bhi kab se unke shakt haath apni boobs par mehsoos karna chahti thi….papa ab apni poori taakat se mere boobs masal rahe the….mere muh se koi awaaz nahi nikle isliye papa mere hooth aur kaskar choosney lagte hai…..

Papa ke haathon ki sakhti dheere dheere mere dono boobs par badhti jaa rahi thi........aur idher mere mooh se sikari bhi tezz hone lagi thi..........mein apni aankhein band kar papa ji ke haathon ka maza le rahi thi.......papa ka jab jee bhar jata hain tab wo apna haath dheere se sarkatey hue meri top ke button ke taraf le jata hain aur dheere dheere uske button ko kholney lagte hain.......

saare button khulte hi mere booobs jhat se baahar aa jaate hai……papa ne mujhe upar se poora nanga kar diya tha….wo fir apne doon haathon se mere boobs ko thaam lete hain aur apne dono ungliyon ke beech baari baari se meri nipples ko masalney lagte hai.......main ek baar fir se tadap uthathi hai......uski choot is kadar gili hoti jaa rahi thi ki aab uski panty bhi lagbhag puri tarah se bheeg chuki thi........

papa fir apna haath fauran meri skirt ke ander dal dete hai aab unka ek haath meri choot par tha.......jaise hi wo apna haath meri choot par le jate hain idher mein ek baar fir se bechain ho uthathi ho........

papa apni mutthi se meri choot ko pakadte hain aur kaskar masal dete hain.......unke aise karte hi mere muh se aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh………nikal jaati hai….



Mein :- -aaaaaa.hhhhhhhhh.....Papa......aaram se.......main kahin bhagi to nahin jaa rahi.........

Mein ek baar fir se papa ki us harkat par tadap uthati ho......

Papa:- Bahot pyaasa ho….neha meri pyaas bhuja do…

Mein:- Bhuja lejiye naa….aapko maine mana kiya hai kya

Mere par hawas ka khumaar aab dheere dheere chaney laga tha......

Papa:- Mein tumhari iss choot se tapakte hue ras ko peena chahta ho….

Itna keh k papa baapas se meri choot ko apni muthi main nheech lete hai….meri choot to maano beh rahi thi…choot ras main…

Main sharmate hue….

Mein:- To pee lejiye….agar wo aapki pyaas bhuja paaye….

Meri itni baat sunte hi…papa mujhe godh main utha lete hai…aur kitchen top par mujhe beitha dete hai…aur fir turant thoda sa jhuk kar mere se dur hote hain fir wo wahin ghutnon ke bal farsh par baith jaate hain aur apne dono haathon se meri panty ko dheere dheere neechay ki taraf khichney lagte hain........main chup chaap beithi apni panty apne sasur se utarwa rahi thi.........wo meri panty utar k farsh par rakh dete hai…

Panty utarte hi…main sharm se apni taangein chipka leti ho….jisse meri choot chup jaati hai…Wahi papa…

Papa:- neha kholo apni taangein…

Mein:- Mujhe sharm aa rahi hai…

Papa:- are isme sharmana kya….kholo…

Itna keh k papa meri taangon ko pakad lete hai…. aur meri chipki taagon ko faila dete hai…jisse meri rasbhari choot unke saamne aa jaati hai…

Meri taangein faila dene par meri choot ki fankein puri tarah se khul gayi thi......ander gulabi rang ka cheed usmein saaf dikhayi de raha tha jo puri tarah se gila tha choot ras se bheega hua.......aaj main pehli baa raise kisi gair mard k saamne apni choot aise khol k bethi hui thi….aisa to maine kabhi mausa ji k saamne bhi nahi kiya tha….kaushal to dur k baat……meri khuli choot papa ko nimantran de rahi thi isko chaatne ka…..mujhe sharm to aa rahi thi….par aag bhi aisi lagi hui thi…jo bhujai na bhuje…

Papa bhi apni aankhein faadey mujhe aise nange apni taagein khole apne samney dekh raha the......unhe saayad yakeen nahi ho raha tha…k unki bala se khoobsurat bahu….unke saamne aise choot khole bethi hui hai…

Mera chehra surkh laal ho chuka tha........mein is waqt bahut ajeeb sa feel kar rahi thi.......is tarah se besharmon ki taraf apni dono tangein failaye hue apne sasur ko apne choot chatwane ka khula nimartran de rahi thi.....magar ek papa the…wo bas apni aankhein faadey mere nangey badan ko bas ghoorey jaa raha tha........

Mein sharm se doobi jaa rahi thi…sabra aab dheere dheere tootney laga tha.......

Mein:- Papa.......aise kya dekh rahein hain.........

Papa:- dekh raha ho…kitni mast choot hai meri bahu k….aur kitna badnaseeb hai mera ladka jo iss choot k pyaas nahi bhuja paata…aur kitna khushnaseeb ho main jo mujhe iski pyaas bhujana ko milti hai…

Papa k jawab par main dheere se muskura deti ho…..

Mein:- Par aise mat dekhiye naa…mujhe laaj aa rahi hai…

Papa:- Dekho nahi to kya karo…

Meri kaamagni ab bekabu ho rahi thi…meri hawas ab charam par thi isliye main papa ki aankhon mein dekhtey hue apni gand thoda sa aagey unke chehrey ki taraf dheere se sarka deti hain.....jo ishara tha…k main chahti ho k wo meri choot k chaatey…..

Par uss din papa kisi aur hi rang main the….isliye wo kuch nahi karte bas meri taraf muskurate hue dekhte rahte hai….wahi main paagal hui jaa rahi thi…

Mein(ghapte hue):- Papa kyu satta rahe hai….

Meri awaaz mein niveden saaf jaahir ho raha tha.........main ander hi ander tadap rahi thi.......main ab apne choot ke aagey puri tarah se mazboor hoti jaa rahi thi.......

Papa:- Batao naa kya karo…kaise karo….

Mein:- apni pyass bhuja lejiye naa…

Papa:- kaise…

Mein:- Isse…

Apni choot k taraf ishara karte hue….

Papa meri tadap ko dekh k msukura rahe the…. wahi main ab literally junjhala rahi thi…mujhse apni choot k tadap sahi nahi jaa rahi thi…..aur iss tadap main mein khud se apni choot main apni unglia ragadne lagti ho…apne sasur k saamne….meri ye besharmi k had thi…




Papa meri ye harkat dekh k khush ho rahe the….

Papa:- Tumhari saas ne aaj tak mere saamne aisa nahi kiya…

Mein:- aap jaisa mard jisko milega…usko aisa karne k zarrorat bhi nahi padegi…

Papa k chehra apni mardangi k tareef sunkar khil gaya tha…aur ab ek Kamini smile unke chehre par aa jaati hai..

 

[hirarandi]

Agle hi pal papa chehra meri choot k pass le aate hai aur apni naak meri choot ke paas le jaate hain aur ek lumbi saans lete hain jaise wo meri choot se nikalney wali khusboo ko apne ander sametna chahte ho........fir agle hi pal wo ek zor ki saans meri choot par chodte hain jiski thandak meri aag lagi choot ko aaram deti hai........papa k chehra apni choot k itne pass paake meri saasein bhari hone lagti hai…

Papa dheere se apni jeebh sarkatey hue meri choot par rakh dete hain........jaise hi unki jeebh meri choot ko touch karti hai agle hi pal mere mooh se lajaat bhari siskari foot padti hain.......lajaat se meri aankhein ek baar band si ho jati hain........na chahtey hue bhi main wahin zoron se sisak padti hain........



Mein:-- aaah...........hhhhhh.

Papa fir apni jeebh dheere se sarkatey hue mere choot ke lips par le jaate hain aur bahut haule haule choosna shuru kar dete hain......meri choot k ras apni unki jeebh mein ghulne laga tha…..meri choot se pani aab dheere dheere aur tezz se behney laga tha.........

Mein uss waqt is kadar excited ho chuki thi ki mein apne dono ungliyon se apne nipples ko badi hi buri tarah se masal rahi thi........to kabhi unhein mardo rahi thi........meri nipples bhi tann kar puri tarah se sakht ho chukey they.........idher papa bhi meri choot mein apna jeebh aur ander tak pelney ki koshish kar rahe the aur kuch dheere dheere wo apne mooh mein hawa bahar ki ore kheech raha tha.........mere muh se siskiyaan nikal rahi thi…..aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh



Mein apni gand dheere dheere hilatey hue apni choot papa ke mooh par ragad rahi thi.....jo maza mujhe mil raha tha issey pehle usey kabhi nahin mila tha........mein aaj sab kuch bhool chuki thi.......

papa tezi se apne jeebh meri dono fankon kee beech ghuma rahe the.......aur saath hi saath apne jeebh ander ki ore ghusate bhi jaa rahe the........papa k aise meri choot k chaatna mujhe eka seem sukh de raha tha….jo sabdo main batana naa mumkin hai….mera rom rom khil raha tha…mere rongte khade hue the…

Papa meri choot ko mast choos rahe the…chooste chooste wo apni ek ungli meri choot par rakhte hain aur mere cheed par halka sa apne ungli ko dabav deta hain.....puchk.....ki awaaz karte hue unki ek ungli meri choot mein sama jati hain aur udher mere mooh se ...aaaaaaaaaaaa.........hhhhhhhhhhhhhh...mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.........ki madak awaaz foot padti hain......



Mera mere jism par control puri tarah se khatam ho chuka tha.........papa apne ungli ko dheere dheere aagey peechay karte hue meri choot chodney lagta hain......poorey kamrey mein meri ki siskiyaan goonjh rahi thi aur saath mein faach......faach...ki awaazein bhi......jo papa ke haath chalane se meri choot se nikal rahi thi......idher meri dono pawn dheere dheere failati jaa rahi thi taki papa ko ungli chalane mein koi dikaat na ho.......

Mein ab chutney k kafi kareeb thi.......mera sabra puri tarah se toot gaya tha......meri aakhein bojhil ho rahi thi…sareer akhad raha tha…..taagein kaap rahi thi….k tabhi….main jharne lagti ho…..aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh………mera andar k lava bahar aa gaya tha…..mera sareer paseene se bheeg gaya tha….

Par papa the…jo ab bhi meri choot ko choos rahe the…choom rahe the…..par ab main thandi ho gayi thi….

Mujhe jharta dekh papa khush the…..wo muskura rahe the…wahi main laaj se mari jaa rahi thi….

Papa:- Bhuji tumhari aag.....

Main papa k baat par kuch jawaab nahi deti bas muskura deti ho….

Papa:- Tumhara to ho gaya….ab mera kya hoga….

Itne keh k papa apne lund ko lower k upar se pakad lete hai….unka lund lower k andar poori tarah se tana hua tha…

Papa k baat sun main fauran kitchen slab se neeche utar aati ho….aur unke kareeb aa jaati ho…

Mein:- Mein ho naa…

Itna keh k kar main papa k lips ko apne haathon main lekar choomne lagti ho…..papa k hoothon main laga meri choot ras ab mere muh main bhi ghul raha tha….meri choot k khatmetha swad bahot accha lag raha tha….saayad tabhi papa aur mausa ji k meri choot chaatna itna pasand tha…..par mujhe usse accha swad k pata tha….jo unka lund tha….

isliye main kuch der unke hoothon ko choomti ho…aur fir neeche apne ghutno k bal zameen par beith jaati ho….

Jisse unka lund mere muh k saamne aa jaata hai….main apne haath se papa k lower neeche kar deti ho jisse unka lund fanfanta hua mere saamne aa jaata hai…

Main aage badh kar usko apne haatho se pakad leti ho…. Mere haath rakhtey hi papa ka lund zoron se angdaai leta hain........unke lund par pehle se hi kuch precum laga hua tha......unke lund k pakad k aisa lag raha tha jaise maine koi mota ganna apne haatho main le liya ho…...wo mota aur kisi aag ke saman garam tha.....main unke lund ki poori lambai ko apne hoothon se choom leti ho....kitna bada lund tha mere sasur ka...



Papa k lund k neechay latke unke aande pehle se thode chota lag rahe the…aur hote bhi kyu naa pichle 3 din se lagatar unmein se veerya jo nikal raha tha…..par ab bhi wo kisi table tennis ball k tarah lag rahe the….papa k lund ka tope se unka precum beh raha tha…..par main kaise unka precum aise behne deti isliye main fauran apni jeebh baahar nikati ho…aur unke lund k ched par halke se ferti ho….jisse papa k muh se siskaari foot padti hai…. Idher mere mooh mein ajeeeb sa jaykaa ghul jaata hai...mujhse ab raha nahi jaa raha tha isliye main ab unka lund muh main le leti ho….aur unka lund choosne lagti ho…

Mein apna muh dheere dheere sarkatey hue gehraai tak le rahi thi….mujhe apna muh poore charam tak kholna pad raha tha..kyunki papa k supada jo itna bada tha…. Wahi papa bade pyaar se mere baalon main apna haath far rahe the…..aur fairte bhi kyu ek swarg k apsara lund jo choos rahi thi…



Mere muh se nikalti thook papa k lund ko bhigo rahi thi.......ab papa bhi dheere dheere apne kamar ko dhakey de raha the......mere mooh ki garmahat se ab unka lund pighalney laga tha........

Papa k cute cute se dono andhoo ne mera man mooh liya tha…..isliye ab main unke aandhoo k haath main leti ho…aur unko ek ek kar choosne lagti ho…unka aakaar pehle se choota tha..par abhi bhi wo itne bade the k aasani se mere muh main nahi aa rahe the….jab main unki balls apne muh main le rahi thi tab main apne najuk haathon se unka lund dheere dheere aagey peechay kar rahi thi...papa bhi isko enjoy kar rahe the tabhi wo apni aakhein band kiye hue the…....

Papa garam ho chuke saayad unka jhadne waala tha…tabhi saayad wo ek dum se mujhe rokhte hai….aur mujhe kandhoo se pakad kar utha lete hai…aur mujhe pakad k mere hooth choomne lagte hai…jisme main bhi unka saath dene lagti ho…Unka lund kisi lohe k rod se kam nahi lag raha tha..mota lamba….aur pyaasa meri choot ka…Mein apni sudh budh kho chuki thi..mein khud se unke lund ko sehla rahi thi…uski lamabi apni unglio se naap rahi thi…



Papa:- let me fuck you….baby..

Meri hawas bhi ab charam par thi….

Mein:- Fuck me papa….fuck me…

Mera itne kehne k der thi…papa mujhe peeche k aur ghuma dete hai…jisse meri gaand unki lund k saamne aa jaati hai….

Papa meri gand k ched par aur choot par apna lund ko ragadne lagte hai….unka pehle se meri thook se gheela lund meri choot ras se ragad kha raha tha……meri gala sukh raha tha…hawas se…Papa ji k lund k ragad k aag mujhe paagal kar rahi thii…mein ab 1 min bhi nahi ruk sakti thi unke lund k bina..

Papa apne lund meri choot k dwar par sata dete hai…aur apne lund k supade ko meri choot par ragadne lagte hai…meri choot unka lund lene k liye tyaar thi…..par unka lund mota tha itne aasaani se wo nahi jaane waala tha…

Papa apna lund meri choot k dwar par phasa kar…jor lagane lagte hai…jisse unka lund k supada phuk karke meri choot k andar chala jaata hai….aur main dard se ucchal jaati ho…wahi meri muh se aaaaaaaaaaaa……..nikal jaati hai….



Par papa ispe dhyaan nahi dete aur halke halke karke apna lund dheere dheere meri choot main andar aur andar ghusaane lagte hai…jahan ek taraf meri jaan nikal rahi thi…wahi mujhe pata tha.. iss dard k kitna mazza aane waala hai….unka lund meri choot k deewaro k cheerta hua andar ghusta jaa raha tha….ye aaj pehli baar tha k main apne sasur k saath standing sex kar rahi thi…

meri choot papa ji k lund dalne se stretch ho rahi thi....sahi batao to uss waqt mujhe kuch mazza nahi aa raha tha.......balki dard se mera bahut bura haal tha........mein sisak rahi thi.......par there is no gain without pain….aur isliye main wo dard sehan kar rahi thi….



Papa ab dheere dheere apne jatko k raftaat badha rahe the….mera dard ab gayab hone laga tha…aur jo saririk sukh mil raha hai wo mein sabdhon mein baya nahi kar sakti…....

unka bhari jism mere chootron se takra raha tha har jatko ke sath....... dhup dhup ki awaze pure room me gunj rahi thi........Main dard ke mare tadap rahi thi ......zor zor se sisak rahi thi..............lekin sath me meri chut is sab ke maje leti hui pani par pani chor rahi thi..............

Is pani ke karan papa ka lund ab badi aasani se meri chut ki gheraiyo me asani se andar bahar hota hua phisalne laga tha...............aur har jatke ke sath main apni manzil ke paas aati jaa rahi thi............meri masti har jatke ke sath bharti jaa rahi thi.............



Mujhe Papa ke lund se jitna bhi dard ho raha tha........wo unke lund se pedha hui maje ke aage kuch bhi nahi tha.............aur saayad isi karan main bhi apni kamar hilati hui.....apni chut ko unke lund ke sath aage piche karti jaa rahi thi...........taki papaji ka aur lund apni chut ke andar tak le sako.......Mein papa k lund se mast chud rahi thi…

wo kuch der meri chut ko chodte rahe .....or phir ek dum se apna lund meri chut se bahar nikal lete hai............

Mein sab tak bolti usse pehle hi papa mujhe seedha kar dete hai…aur mujhe kitchen table par beitha dete hai…jisse meri choot ab unke lund k saamne aa jaati hai…

Wo dubara se apna lund meri choot main daal dete hai….mein tadap rahi thi…sisak rahi thi…machal rahi thi…..par papa the jo mujhe apne lund se meri choot ko phadne mein tule hue the….wahin mein apne hoothon ko dabaye siskiyaan le rahi thi….mujhe to aisa lag raha tha jaise kisi ne moto rod daal di ho meri choot mein…

Kitchen mein hamari aahein goonj rahi thi……….aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh…………..oooooooooooooo………..ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhha………

Hamara sareer paseene mein latpath ho chuka tha…par hamara jism tha jo haar maanne ko tyaar nahi tha…papa ka lund meri bacchedaani se takra raha tha…papa mujhe aur main papa ko dekhein jaa rahi thi…mere andar sharm naam k cheez baaki nahi reh gayi thi…..papa apne har jhatke k saath mere chehre k badalte bhav dekh rahe the….wahi main unki aakhon mein mujhe choodne k sukh dekh rahi thi…



papa apne sakht haathon se mere boobs masal rahe the…..meri nipples ko kheech rahe the….mein papa ji k poora saath de rahi thi iss khel mein…mein aur papa apna wajood bhul chuke the..hame yaad tha to bus hamare badan main uth rahi wo pyaas jo papa bhuja rahe the…

ahhhhhhhhhhh…………..aaaaaaaaaaaaaffffffffff……oooooo…..awaaz kitchen k mahool k rangeen bana rahi thi….

Hamari saasein bhari ho rahi thi…mein jhadne waali thi….Kuch or dhakoo ke baad meri chut ne apna pani chor diya.......aur main papa se pehle apni manzil tak pahuch gai ......

papa mere jism ke jhatko ke sath samjh gaye ki main apni manzil tak pahuch gai ho............

aur jab main apni chut se papa k lund bahar nikalti hui dekhti hu.....to samajh nahi paati k papa ne aisa kyu kiya….

 

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Saayad aaj papa meri choot ko apne veerye se nahi bharna chahte the…papa meri aankho me dekhte hue muskurate hue...ek dum se mere khandho se pakar ke mujhe kitchen table se uttar dete hai…..aur phir se mere khando ko niche ki taraf push karte hue ek baar phir se mujhe mere ghutno par betha lete hai thik apne lund ke samne..........

Main dobara se papa ji k lund ko dekh rahi thi jo is time meri chut ke safed paani se pura bheegh ke chamak raha tha............unke lund par meri chut ka safed gara pani mujhe saaf saaf dhik raha tha......


Phir papa mujhe lund ko dekhte hue dekh ke bolte hai......

Papa:- Neha tum bhi bhuja lo apni pyaas…..choos lo mera lund pi jao mera veerya….

Mujhe unke lund par lagi hui apne safed ghari chipchipe pani ko dekh ke kuch azib sa feel ho raha tha........par fir bhi main apna muh khol leti hu.....jab papa mere honton ke paas apne lund ko laate hai...........mera muh khulte hi papa apna lund mere honton se ragarte hue seedhe mere muh ke andar daal dete hai........aur main bhi dheere dheere unke lund ko chusne lagti hu..............Apne sir ko aage piche karti hui.............

Meri chut ka pani mere hi muh me aa raha tha…. Main papa k lund ko apne hatho me jakar leti hu..........or apne hi chut ka paani apni hi juban se chat chat ke saaf karne lagti hu...................

Mujhe apni chut ka paani bhi tasty aur namkin lag raha tha......main ab apne mann se bahut hi pyar se papa ka lund chuss rahi thi..........wahi papa bhi bahut maje le rahe the apne lund chuswane ke aahhhh bharte hueeee…..



Papa ab jhadne k kareeb the…main bhi apne hoothon k jakad unke lund par kas deti ho…aur unka lund ko haath se hilane lagti ho…papa k saasein bhari aur bhari ho rahi thi…unki jaaghon main kampan suru ho gaya tha….k tabhi papa mere muh k andar hi apna veerya chod dete hai….aur lund se nikli unke veerya k pichkari seedhe mere gale se takraati hai…aur mere muh main ghulne lagti hai….

Iss baar unke lund se nikli veerya kaafi kam tha…aur hota bhi kyu naa….roz k roz unki aandhoo main se veerya jo main nikalwa rahi thi…par fir bhi wo itna tha….k meri pyass bhuj jaaye….



Main papa k lund choosti rehti ho jab tak unka lund se last drop nahi choos leti….last boondh choo skar hi main farsh se uthti ho….

Papa:- Pyaas bhuji….

Mein sharm se haa main sar hila deti ho….

Papa k veerya k khata swaad mere muh main tha….isliye main wahi kitchen sink k pass jaati ho aur nal khol k paani se kulla kar leti ho…..

Jabtak main apna muh saaf karti ho tabtak papa mere saare kapde utha k table par rakh dete hai...aur apna lower pehan lete hai....meri nazar jab unpar padti hai...tab wo meri gaand ko nehaar rahe hote hai....



Papa jab mujhe iss tarah se ghoorte the...mujhe badi laaj aati thi...

Mein:- Papa aap aise kya dekhte hai mujhme........

Papa:- Neha kya mast gaand hai tumhari....

Papa k ye baat sunkar main ghapp jaati ho...

Mein:- papa aap bhi naa.....

Itna keh k main apne kapde utha k kitchen se nikal jaati ho bina kapdo k....wahi papa k nazre mujhe apne kamre main jaate hue dekhti rehti hai....



Papa k dimag saayad uss waqt bhi yahi soch raha tha...k kab woh samay aayega jab wo apna lund meri gaand k chote se ched main dalenge....

 

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ab aage..

Mein kamre main jaakar apne pati k bagal main let jaati ho…ab meri aakhon main neend bhari hui thi…..mera badan tot raha tha..aur totta bhi kyu naa mere sasur ne mujhe aise choda jo tha…..bistar par laitte hi mujhe neend aa jaati hai….

Mere aur mere sasur k beech k ye awaid sambandh ab roj k baat ho gaye the…ab din hafto main badal gaye pata hi nahi chala….jaise hi kabhi hum akele hote the..hum apni kaamagni bhuja liya karte the….mujhe ab apne sasur k saath humbistar hone main koi sharm nahi reh gayi thi….balki ab to main bhi hamesha issi intezaar main rehti thi k kab hum ghar main akele ho aur hum dono apni jism k pyass bhuja sake…



Hame jab bhi mauka milta tha….jaha mauka milta tha...jaise mauka milta tha....hum chukte nahi the….apni hawas mitane se...din ho ya raat....subah ho ya shaam....hamare iss awaidh sambandh k baare main hamare parivaar ho bilkul khabar nahi thi....aur hoti bhi kaise...sab ghar k ghar main jo ho raha tha...








Aisa nahi tha...k papa ji k riste banne k baad maine apne rishte mausa ji k khatam kar liye the…mere riste mausaji k saath pehle k hi tarah the…main office se nikal nikal kar unke saath hotel main ranglaliya manane jaati thi....



Mujhe khud ko nahi pata tha..k main kitne logo k dhokha de rahi thi…par ab us list main mere sasur bhi saamil ho gaye the…kyunki unko lagta tha..mere sambandh sirf unke alava unke bete k saath hai…par nahi mere sambandh mere mausi ji k saath pehle jitney hi mazboot the…agar main mahine main 10 baar Kaushal k saath humbistar hoti thi…to kamse kam 5 baar mere sasur mujhe bhogte the..aur mahine main 2-3 baar mausa ji bhi…

Mujhe aaj khud samajh nahi aata k main kaunsa sabd use karo apne liye…saayad raand…kalmuhi…badchalan ye saare sabd mere karmo k aage bahot chote the..mujhe pata hi nahi chala tha k kab main ek sareef ladki se ek badchalan raand kism k ladki ban gayi thi…jisko kisi k bhi feeling k kadr nahi thi…mujhe sirf ek cheez samajh aati thi wo thi jism k bhook jo main kisi na kisi tarah kisi na kisi se bhuja hi leti thi…

Mere paap k ghada din wa din bharta jaa raha tha…aur mujhe iska ilm hi nahi tha…

Mein itni gir chuki thi…k mujhe apne pati k feelings k koi kadr nahi thi…jo ladka mujhe jaan se bhi jyada chahta tha…mein uske peeth k peeche uske baap se chud rahi thi…par main itni buri nahi thi…logo ne meri feeling k saath khela tha…mujhe emotional backmail kiya tha…mere mausa ji ne meri maa k lekar…aur mere sasur ne apni beemari ko lekar…par wo sab jhooth tha…

Mere sasur ne apni jhoothi beemari k naatak kiya tha…mere saath aur ye mujhe kareeb 2 mahine baad pata chala…mujhe aaj bhi wo din yaad hai kab mere saamne ye raaz unhone khud khola tha…

Wo din tha karvachawth ka….hamare sasuraal main karvachawth nahi hoti thi…par main Kaushal k liye college k samay se hi ye vrat rakhti thi…..aur chuki main ye vrat rakhti thi…isliye meri saas ne mujhe isko rakhne k liye man nahi kiya tha…kyunki ye unke ladke k lambi aayu k liye jo tha…aur kaun maa nahi chahti thi k uska ladka jug jug jiye…

Par iss baar baat alag thi…is baar mera mann to tha vrat rakhne k…par Kaushal k liye nahi balki apne sasur k lambi aayu k liye …kahi na kahi main unhe apna pati mane lagi thi..kyunki wo hi the….jo mujhe uss ghar main emotionally physically satisfy karte the…unki ahamiyat Kaushal se jyada ho gayi thi mere liye…aur tabhi maine tai kiya k iss baar k vrat main apne sasur k liye rakhongi….aur jab maine ye baat unko batayi to wo bhi shock reh gaye the…

Main roz ki tarah…unko subah k chai dene gayi thi…aur jaisa akshar hota tha…wo chai k jagah mujhe chakh rahe the….

Mein:- Papa mujhe aapse kuch batana hai…

Papa:- Bolo…(Choomte hue)

Mein:- Maine karvachawth k vrat rakha hai…

Papa ko koi fark nahi padta tha...k main kya bol rahi ho...unke liye to bas main ek zariya thi...hawas mitane ka...isliye....

Papa:- Very good…main Kaushal se keh donga wo tumhare liye gift le aayenga..



Papa ko to bas apni hawas mitani hoti thi…isliye wo mujhse baat karte hue bhi mujhe choomna jaari rakhte hai..

Mein:- aapke liye…

Mere ye sabd sunkar papa ko to jaise 400v k current lag jaata hai….unki aakhein badi ho jaati hai…aur wo chawkte hue…

Papa:- Mere liye…

Main samajh sakti thi…k papa k aisa reaction kyu aaya tha…

Mein:- Haa…main chahti ho….k main iss baar k vrat aapke liye rakho..

Papa ko kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha k main aisa kyu bol rahi ho..

Papa;- Par kyu…

Mein:- ye vrat lambi umar k liye hota hai…aur main nahi chahti k aap mujhse kahi dor jaaye…isliye..

Papa samajh jaate hai..k unhone jo mujhe jhoothi kahani batayi hui thi…main ussi chakar main ye vrat rakh rahi ho….Unhone socha tha k wo aage chal kar kabhi iss jhooth se parda utha denge…..par wo samay itni jaldi aa jayenge ye nahi socha tha…aur ab wo ek dum se mujhse nahi keh sakte the…k unki beemari k kahani sab jhoothi hai…wo to unhone mujhe paane k liye ye kahaani banayi thi…

Papa:- Par neha inn vrat brat se kuch nahi hota…

Mein:- Par main maanti ho….isliye main rakh rahi ho…aap bas sahi samay par aa jaana aur meri pyaas bhuja dena…jaise aap mere jism k pyaas bhujate hai…

Itne keh k main papa ko aakh maarte hue kamre se baahar nikal jaati ho…papa mujhe peeche se rokne k koshish karte hai….par main kamre se nikal jaati ho…

Papa ko kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha..k ye kya ho gaya tha…wo chah kar bhi kuch nahi kar sakte the…wo jabarjasti iss khel k part ban gaye the..
Wahi main yahi soch k khush thi..ye main apne sasur k lambi aayu k liye karwachauth k vrat rakh rahi ho….wahi mere sasur pareshaan the…par ek Kaushal tha jisne mere liye vrat rakha hua tha…par main uske iss pyaar ko nahi samajh rahi thi..

Main uss raat dubara se Dulhan k tarah saji thi..par ab dulha koi aur tha….maine karvachawth k liye ek naya laal rang k lehenga liya hua tha….jisne meri khoobsurti par chaar chaand laga diye the..

Chuki ye vrat bete k liye tha..isliye iss baar mummyji hi mujhe tyaar kar rahi thi..Mathe pe tikka…kano me zhumke..naak mein nathni….gale mein sone k haar..haatho main sone k kangan….har unglio main diamond rings….aur pairo main paayal….mummy bade man se mujhe saja rahi thi…isse bilkul bekhabar k ye vrat maine unke pati k liye rakha tha..naaki unke bete k liye….

Uss din to maine sindoor bhi apne sasur k naam k lagaya tha…



Mere ye khoobsurat roop dekh k kaushal aur papa dono k muh khule k khule reh gaye...jaha kaushal k aakhon main mere liye pyaar tha...wahi mere sasur k aakhon main hawas...jisse main pyaar smajh rahi thi...

Raat k 8 baj chuke the…bhook se meri jaan nikli jaa rahi thi…aur chaand tha..jo baahar aane k naam hi nahi le raha tha…kaushal baar chat par jaata tha..yahi dekhne k kab chaand baahar aaye aur uski biwi kuch kha paaye…usko meri chinta thi..jabki vrat wo bhi rakha tha…

Mujhe Kaushal k efforts nahi dikh rahe the…mujhe to bas apne sasur dikh rahe the…jo mast khaye peeye…beithe hue the…pata nahi uss samay mujhe kya ho gaya tha…aisa kya jaadu kar diya tha..mujhpar unhone..k mujhe unke alawa koi aur dikhta hi nahi tha…main unko dil se chahne lagi thi…jabki unka pyaar mere liye sirf jismaani tha…par main ye nahi samajh paa rahi thi…saayad main paagal hi thi..

Main beech beech main sasur ji ko msg kar rahi thi…k unko yaad rahe the main unke haatho se hi paani piyongi…mera vrat unke haatho se hi totega…main unke chehre par tension saaf dekh sakti thi..wo nervous ho rahe the…saayad unko ye samajh nahi aa raha tha..k wo kya kare…mujhe unka ye tension waala chehra bhi kaafi cute lag raha tha…main unko tang karke kaafi khush ho rahi thi…

Akhir raat k kareeb 8:30 baje k aas pass chaand nazar aa gaya…kaushal daudta hua..mera pass aata hai…mujhe ye batane…main bhook pyaas se mari jaa rahi thi…Kaushal k baat sunkar mera chehra khil uthta hai..hum fauran pooja ka saara saaman leke chat par jaane lagte hai…chuki mummy ye vrat rakhti nahi thi…isliye wo hamare khane k tyaari karne lagti hai…k pooja k baad aake hum sab khana kha sake..

Main papa ko aakhon se ishara karke upar chat par chalne ko kehti ho.. kyunki mera vrat to unko hi todwana tha..papa bhi mera ishara samajh kar hamare saath upar chat par aa jaate hai…chat par main,papa aur Kaushal the….par mujhe to sirf apne sasur ji chahiye the…chat par apna vrat todne k liye…isliye main waha naatak karti ho..

Chaand ki pooja karne k baad jaise k mujhe apne pati k chehra dekhte hue vrat todna tha ussi samay main…..

Mein:- Hey bhagwan dekho main pooja k diya to neeche hi chod aayi…kaushal pls neeche se jaake le aao…sorry......



Ye maine Kaushal se jhooth bola hua tha…diya main upar lekar aayi thi…aur Kaushal k aakhon se chupa deti ho…kaushal meri baat sunkar fauran neeche chala jaata hai…diya lane ko…

Usko neeche jaate hi…main fauran pooja k diya jala deti ho…

Mein:- Papa jaldi aaye yaha…

Meri baat sunkar papa fauran mere pass aa jaate hai…aur main fauran unki aarti utaar ki chaani k unka chehra dekh leti ho…..aur aakh band karke apne sasur k lambi umar ki dua mangti ho….papa bade confuse lag rahe the uss din saayad unko samajh nahi aa raha tha…k wo khush hua k dukhi..

Mein:- Papa ab mujhe paani pilwa k…mera vrat tudwaye…

Meri ye baat sunkar papa fauran paani k glass mere hoothon k pass le aate hai…

Mein:- aise bhujayenge meri pyass..

Papa:- To fir…

Papa ghabraye hue the…par main nahi…isliye main wahi paani k glass apne haath main lekar papa k hoothon k paas let jaati ho…aur unhe peene k ishara karti ho…Mera ishara samajhte hi papa fauran glass se paani k ek ghooth le lete hai…aur apne muh main rakh lete hai…

Mein:- ab pilaye..

Meri baat sunkar papa apne hooth mere hoothon k pass le aate hai…aur mere hooton par rakh dete hai….unke hoothon apne hoothon par rakhte hi main apne hooth khol leti ho jisse unhe hoothon se rishta paani mere andar jaane lagta hai…hum ek doosre ko choomne lagte hai…aur issi daruan main papa k muh main bhara paani pee leti ho…Paani ne mera vrat tudwa diya tha…



Kuch hi der main Kaushal bhi upar aa jaate hai…aur fir main ye vrat todne k naatak uske saath bhi karti ho….papa meri ye nautanki dekh rahe the….aur saayad soch rahe the…k kitni Kamini bahu mili hai unhe…kaise ullu bana rahi hai ye mere bete ko…

Main khush thi…k maine apne sasur k liye vrat rakha aur unke haathon hi mera vrat toota…par saayad papa utne khush nahi the….unhe kahi na kahi ye jhooth khaye jaa raha tha…saayad wo nahi chahte the..k main unke bete k jagah unke liye vrat rakho….aur isliye wo thode dukhi the…

Aur issi liye unhone wo raaz uss din mere saamne khol diya….raat kaafi ho gayi thi….hum sab khana kha chuke the…main raat ko papa k kamre main paani rakhna gayi….tabhi papa ek dum se mujhse bol pade..

Papa:- Neha mujhe tumse kuch baat karni hai…

Mein:- Kya…

Papa:- Maine tumse jhooth bola hai…

Jhooth…….

Mein:- Jhooth kaisa jhooth..

Papa:- apni beemari ko lekar…

Main papa k baat kuch samajh nahi paati..

Mein:- main samjhi nahi…

Papa:- Mujhe cancer nahi hai…

Papa k ye baat sunkar mere haath pair kaap jaate hai…

Mein:- Matlab…

Papa:- Maine tumse jhooth bola tha..k mujhe cancer hai…

Papa k baatein mujhe shock dene k liye kaafi thi…mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha k papa k baat par main khush ho ya dukhi….jis aadmi k liye main vrat rakh rahi thi uski lambi umar k liye usne mujhse jhooth bola tha…

Mein:- Par kyu…

Papa:- because I love you….main tumhe paana chahta tha…tumhe apne kareeb laana chahta tha…

Mein:- To iske aapne mere jazbaaton k saath khela…mere emotions k saath khela…

Papa:- I am sorry neha…

Mein:- Sorry my foot….I hate you…

Papa:- neha...mujhe maaf kardo...main apne kiye par pachta raha ho....

Mein:- maine aap par bharosa kiya aur aapne mujhe itna bada dhokka diya....i hate you...mujhe aapki shakal tak nahi dekhni....

Itna keh k main waha se jaane lagti ho…papa mujhe rokhne k koshish karte hai..par main rukti nahi ho…balki gusse main unko ek thapad jad deti ho…aur gusse main kamre se baahar nikal jaati ho...



Uss din papa ne mera dil tod diya tha…mein dukhi thi..mera dil ro raha tha…papa ne mera emotions k saath khela tha…mujhe dhokha diya tha….mere aashoo roke nahi ruk rahe the….main bathroom main jaane kitne der tak roti rahi apne saath hue iss dokhe par…

Par jaisa kehte hai…pyaar k aage…gussa jyada nahi tikta…to mera kaisa tikta…kuch din k narazgi k baad papa ne mujhe jaise na taise karke mana liya…dubara se emotional karke…k main tumhe paana chahta tha…batao main kya karta…main tumhare bin nahi reh sakta tha…isliye mujhe jhooth k sahara lena pada…aur main paagal dubara se apne sasur k inn lacheeli baton main aa gayi thi…

Mere sasur k mujhse koi pyaar vyar nahi tha….unki liye main ek khelna k khilone se jyada kuch nahi thi…ek ladki jo unki hawas ko mitati hai…ek sareer jo unki jism k aag ko bhujata tha...unki kaamagni ko bhujaati tha…bas aur kuch nahi…

Mere sasur k to bas ek cheez ki tadap thi aur wo thi meri gand maarne ki….aur wo din bhi jaldi aa hi gaya….jab maine unki ye muraad bhi poori kardi…

 

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Ab aage...



Hum dono ab dheere dheere khulte jaa rahe the…ab hamare andar koi dar nahi reh gaya tha…mere sasur jab mauka milta tha…mujhse apni hawas mita lete the…aur main bhi Khushi Khushi unhe apne jism k bhogne deti thi….

Kuch hi din mein papa ji k birthday aane waala tha…..meri shaadi k baad ye pehla papa k birthday tha jo hum saath main banane wale the….
Par Kaushal office k kisi kaam k chalte uss samay waha nahi rehne waale tha…isliye wo mujhe papaji k birthday plan karne k liye kehta hai…aur unke liye gift arrange karne ko bolta hai…

Kaushal:- Papa iss birthday main aapko ye lao bataye…

Papa:- are beta ab iss umar main bhi koi birthday hota hai…

Kaushal:- are papa aapki umar hi kya hai…aap to abhi bhi jawan hai…kyu neha..sahi kaha..

Kaushal ek dum se baat mujhpar transfer kar deta hai….



Mein (muskurati hui):- Bilkul papa to aaj bhi aapse jyada jawaan hai…

Aur ye sach tha…papa jis tarah se meri lete the….mujhe chodte the..acche acche nayi umar k ladke sharma jaaye….

Meri baat par papa bhi muskura dete hai…

Papa:- agar aisa hai…to iss baar k gift to main apni bahu se longa…seal pack…

Papa k seal pack k main matlab nahi samajh paayi aur na hi Kaushal…

Kaushal:- theek hai papa…neha papa jo maange wo tum unhe de dena…main iss baar thoda busy rahonga isliye iss bar pls tum dekh lena…

Itna keh k Kaushal waha se nikal jaata hai…aur ab main aur papa waha reh jaate hai….

Main papa se flirt karte hue…

Mein:- ab aisa kya baccha hai jo aapne mujhse liya nahi…main aapko sab to de chuki ho….



Papa:- ek cheez hai jo tumne baccha k rakhi hai….seal pack…

Mein:- kya…

Papa mere kareeb aa jaate hai…..aur apna muh mere kaan k ek dum pass le aate hai…aur aur apne ek haath neechay meri gand par le jate hain aur kaskar wahan par ek chanta marta hain jissey meri haule se cheekh nikal padti hain.........aur halke se bol padte hai…

Papa:- mujhe tumhari gaand maarni hai…..main chahta ho k mera lund tumhare is ched k khole…..dogi mujhe apni gaand….karongi apna ye ched mere naam….

Gand marwaney ki baat sunkar mere jism ke royein durr se khade ho gaye they...........itna mota lund apne gand mein jane ke khyaal se hi mein ander hi ander kaanp uthi............

Mein:- kaisi baat kar rahe hai aap… nahin….main wahan nahin le sakti aapka.........aap bistar par mera jo haal karte ho.............aapne meri chut ko poora faadkar rakh diya hai.............jab aapka wo meri gand mein jayega to pata nahi mera kya haal karenga… main aapka wahan nahin le sakti............please papa .........mujhe sab manzoor par main aapka waha nahi le paungi…

Mera kaleja zoron se dhadhakney lagta hain wahin papa ke chehrey par thoda dukh ke badal umad padte hain..........

Papa:- dekh lo neha mujhe to gift main wahi chahiye hai tumse…baaki tumhaari marzi….

Itna keh k papa waha se nikal jaate hai…

Main bhi ye baat ayi gayi samajhti ho…

Par papa mujhe roz hi uske liye mujhse bolte the…to kabhi kabhi msg karte the…jisse unki ye khwahish mere dimag main rahe…par mujhe lagta tha…k saayad wo mujhe ched rahe hai….par main galat thi…ye unki khwahish nahi zid thii…

Birthday k roz jab main subah subah unko chai dene jaati ho….

Mein :- Happy birthday papa ji...



Papa:- Thank you...tumhare liye kuch laaya ho...table par rakha hai...

Mein:- Kya..

Papa:- Khud dekh lo…

Wo ek box jaisa tha..mujhe laga papa saayad apni bahu k liye koi gift laaye hai jewellery jaisa kuch…main jaise hi usse kholne k liye hoti ho…mummy room k andar aa jaati hai….main fauran uss box ko unki nazron se baccha kar apne pallo main chupa leti ho…aur room se baahar nikal jaati hho…

Main bahot excited thi…apne gift ko lekar…isliye main fauran apne kamre main jaakar uss box k Khushi Khushi kholti ho…usko kholte hi mere chehre k hawai udd jaati hai…usko jo jewellery thi…wo mere gale ya kaan k nahi thi…. balki meri gaand k liye thi…uske andar BUTT PLUG tha….



Usko dekh k meri aakhein badi ho jaati hai….papa meri gaand maarne k liye kitne serious the…ye wo dekh kar pata chal raha tha…unko utawla pan…meri gaand k lekar saaf dikh rahi thi…mera dil joro se dhadak raha tha…main dar rahi thi…ghabra rahi thi…kyu k main jaanti thi…k papa ji k lund meri gaand k ched k kya haal kar sakta hai…meri gaand k chota ched unke mote lund k kaise apne andar le paayenga…

Par main kya karti papa k ye zid thi… main ab aachey se jaan gayi thi ki papa aaj itni aasani se nahin mananewala...............mujhe papa k zid ke aagey jhukna padta hain.......insaan pyaar k liye kya nahi karta…kisi bhi had ko paar karwa deta hai pyaar…aur main papa k pyaar karne lagi thi…… agar unki yehi zidd hain to fir yehi sahi....main papa k khushi ke liye kuch bhi karney ko taiyaar thi.............agar wo meri gand marna chahtey hai…. To main unhe aisa karne dongi…..aaj wo karle apne sare armaan poorey................

Itna soch kar main apni saare kapde uttar deti ho…aur bistar par nangi let jaati ho…mujhe apni gaand k ched ko tyaar bhi to karna tha…apne ashiq k liye…

Mujhe raat k soch soch kar rongte khade ho rahe the…jaise kisi nav vivahit ladki k hote honge…main apni gaand k ched k touch karti ho…uska muh ek dum se band tha…par mujhe pata tha..k agar papa k lund iske andar gaya to iska muh kisi guffa k tarah hoga kal..yeh soch soch kar mera kaleja mere muh main aa raha tha….

Kuch der apni ungli gaand k ched par ragadne k baad…main apni ek ungli k apni thook k bhego leti ho…aur usko apni guda dwaar par rakh deti ho…aur halke halke usko andar karne lagti ho…meri patli ungli bhi badi msukil se mere gaand k ched main ghus paa rahi thi…wo itna tight tha….



Par main bhi haar nahi maanti…main dheere dheere hi sahi apne gaand k ched k andar aur andar apni ungli daalne lagti ho…mujhe dard ho raha tha…par pyaar k liye ye dard bhi sehan tha…

Pehle ek ungli aur fir do….dard mere chehre par saaf nazar aa raha tha…par ye dard mujhe sehna padega…warna raat k main kaise le paungi apne sasur k lund apne andar…yahi soch kar main wo sab sehan kar rahi thi….

Jab meri dono ungli andar ghushne lagi…uske baad main unko baahar nikal leti ho…aur papa k diye hue butt plug par thoda oil daal k usko apne andar daalne lagti ho…uski motai meri dono unglio se jyaada thi…isliye mujhe usko andar lene main behad takleef ho rahi thi…par main haar nahi maanti aur halke halke aage peeche karke usko apne andar daalne lagti ho….aur akhir kaar mujhe usko poora andar daalne main safalta miti hai…wo meri gaand k ched main poori tarah ghush jaata hai….



Dard ho raha tha..par ek alag tarah k mazza bhi aa raha tha..jo saayad maine kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha….main turant uth k mirror k saamne jaati ho…aur apne iss naaye jewar k dekhne lagti ho….

Wakai main uske kaaran mere ched k khoobsurti par chaar chaand lag gaye the….

Main poore din usko apni gaand main daale ghoomti firi…par papa ji ko maine iska andazza nahi hone diya…mein bhi unko surprise dena chah rahi thi…..maine bhi unko chedne k matlab se unko ye box baapas de deti ho…aur kehti ho k mein ye nahi kar sakti…

Meri iss baat k sun kar mere sasur k muh k rang hi utar jaata hai…unka muh murja jaata hai….wo mujhse gussa se ho jaate hai…jaise koi baccha hota hai..uski zid poori naa hone par……

Papa ji poori shaam mujhse chede chede ghoomte rahe….shaam k mummy radha papa and maine milkar papa k bthday k cake cut kiya….mummy radha ne papa k gifts diye…par maine papa k kuch nahi diya…papa mujhe bhuje hue the…

Mummy ne poocha bhi k mein apne sasur k liye kuch nahi laayi…to main naa main sar hila deti ho….mummy ko ye accha nahi lagta par wo kehti bhi to kya…

Papa mujhse muh chura rahe the…ignore kar rahe the…..jo mujhe accha nah lag raha tha ab….main kab tak apni premi ko jalati…isliye jab wo khana kha rahe the…tab main unko ek pic bhejti ho…

Mein:- papa maine aapko msg kiya hai….dekh lejiye kya aapko yahi gift chahiye…

Papa meri baat par fauran apna mobile phone nikalte hai…mera msg dekh k unki aakhein chamak utthi hai…

Maine unko apni nude pic bheji thi…pic main papa k diya hua butt plug meri gaand k andar tha…



Mein papa k chehre k Khushi padh sakti thi…unka chehra Khushi se chamak utha tha…unki body language hi chang ho gayi…

Papa meri taraf aur main unki taraf dekh k muskura rahe the…khana khate samay maine khud ne mummy aur radha k kheer main neend k goliya mila di thi…jisse wo hum dono premiyo k apni kaamvasna poori karne main dikkat naa kare…

Khane khane k saath hi main apne kamre main chali jaati ho…aur ek behad khoobsurat lingerie night pehan leti ho……main room main khusbo wali candles jala leti ho…aur apne sasur k apne kamre main aane k intezaar karne lagti ho…main aaj behad utejit thi….mere unke aane k soch soch kar rongte khade ho rahe the…

K tabhi takreeban 11:30 baje mujhe papa k kadmo k aahat sunayi deti hai…wo mere room k darwaaza dheere se khol k kamre main aa jaate hai…mujhe aise bistar par lete dekh kar unki aakhein chamak utthi hai…

 

[hirarandi]

Ab aage...

Papa ji k nazre mujhe dekh k fatti hui thi…jaise unhone kisi apsara ko dekh liya ho…main ye unka chehra dekh k saaf padh sakti thi….



Papaji mujhe dur se hi khade mere iss haseen husn k dekh rahe the….uska ras pee rahe the…par mujhe unki doori bardast nahi ho rahi thi…isliye main khud chalke unke kareeb aa gayi…

Mein:- Kitni der laga di aapne aane main…

Meri iss baat par papa muskura diye…

Papa:- Thanks bahu…meri baat mane k liye…

Mein:- Har Bahu k to farz hi hota hai…apne sasur k sab baat mane….aur jab sasur aap jaisa ho…to wo kaise mana kar sakti hai…

Papa:- Neha aaj raat mujhe mera tohfa milegaa naa...….

Mein:- aapka tohfa ready hai....

Ye kehte hi main khud se apni nighty to apne sareer se khiska deti ho….maine nighty k andar kuch nahi pehna hua tha….ab mera nanga jism pura ka pura papa ki aankho ke samne tha......



or mere nange boobs ke nipple papa ko itne kareeb pa kar uttejna ke karan khade hone lage the....papa apna chehra mere boobs k pass laate hai......aur mere boobs ko apni muh mein le lete hai...... meri aankhe ek baar phir se band ho jati hai ..aur ek bar phir se main apne aap ko papa ke hawale kar deti hu......bina kisi sharam ke.....



Kuch Der bOobs Chosne K Baad Papa Apne hooth Mere honton par rakh Dete hai....mere dono hont wo apne muh me le kar bade pyar se chus rahe the....jese unme koi ras bhara hua ho......or aise hi chumban lete hue ek baar phir papa mujhe apni bhahon me utha lete hai meri kamar me hath daalte hue....

papa ji:- Neha kya sach main tum mujhse itna pyaar karti ho.. –

Mein (unki aankho me dekhti hui) :- Khud se jyada…..

Papa:- Itna yakin hai mujh par ...

Mein:- khud se bhi jyada aap par yakin karti hu....

Iske baad papa ji mujhe palat dete hai…aur mujhe pakar ke ek zor sa dhakaa marte hai or main us dhake se apni pet ke bal bed par gir jati hu........

papa ji apne mere gaand ko badi hot nazro se dekh rahe the......unka diya hua tohfa…meri gaand ko aur khoobsurat bana raha tha….main unki aakhon k khushi delh kar khush ho rahi thi..



Mein;- Kaisa laga aapko tohfa....

Papa kuch nahi bolte bas muskura kar apni pant utarne lagte hai .......or meri aankhe unhe aise karte hue dekhne lagti hai.....wo jese jese apne kapde utar rahe the waise waise main garam hoti jaa rahi thi….meri chut to abhi se gheeli hona suru ho chuki thi….......

aur fir papa ji meri aankho me dekhte hue apni ungli apni underwear ki elastic me fasate hue use bhi niche karne lagte hai.....or unka bada lund mere aankho ke samne ek baar fir se nazar aane lagta hai....wo lund jiski main diwani ho gai hu.....jisko paakar mera mann phir se paane ka karne lagta hai....


apne underwear ko utarne ke baad mere sasur kareeb aate hai aur beith jaate hai… unka lund meri geeli chut par dastak dene laga tha.....or us dastak se meri chut ek baar phir se bahut gheeli ho cuki thi.......Papa meri mad mast gaand par haath fer rahe the..usko dawa rahe the…masal rahe the…jisse mere muh se aaaaaaaaaaaa nikal rahi thi…Papa ji kabhi butt plug ko touch kar rahe to kabhi meri behti hui chut ko…

Papa:- Neha tumhari chut sach main bahut jaldi pani se bhar jaati hai ...or yahi baat mujhe tum me sab se jayada achi lagti hai.....
tumhare andar sex ki aag itni jayada hai ki ache ache pighal jaaye tumhari garmi me......

Mein (hasti hui) :- lekin aap to or jayada garam ho jate hai meri garmi dekh ke....

Papa meri mad mast gaand k hawas bhari neeghon se dekh rahe the….usko choo rahe the….masal rahe the….ragad rahe the…meri gaand k ched main dala butt plug behad khoobsurat lag raha tha….mujhe unka sparsh apni gaand par accha lag raha tha…unka sparsh meri andar k kaamagni ko pal pal aur bhadka raha tha…

Papa ji meri gaand k andar dale butt plug ko ab dhere dhere andar baahar kar rahe the….mere muh se unke aise karne se aahein nikal rahi thi…..aaaaaaaaaaa..ooooooooo…..mein paagal ho rahi thi……



Mein apne upar apna control khone lagi aur tabhi main apne sasur k apne pass kheech leti ho…aur unke apne hont ek baar phir se unko honton par rakh deti ho aur paglo k tarah unhe choomne choosne lagti ho…. Mere sasur bhi mujhe ussi pagalpan k choomne lage..Wo bhi mere honton k ras pee rahe the…....

Papa dheere dheere mere gulabi honton par apni jeebh pher rahe the...or unki jeebh ki thook mere honton par lagti ja rahi thi...jise mere hont unke thook se or chamak marne lagte hai..unkaa gulabi pan or nikhaar aata hai....



papa apni jeebh ko mere honton se laate hue kabhi mere ek gaal par pherte kabhi dusre gaal par...or main is sab se bahut uteejeet mheshus karne lagi thi......

papa kabhi mere gulabi gaal par jeebh pherte hue apna thook laga dete ...or kabhi apni thook se bheege hue gaal par zor se apne daanton se kaat lete .....

Jaha ek aur wo muje choom rahe the..wahi doosri taraf unka ek haath meri gaand k andar dale butt plug ko andar baahar kar rahi tha….
uff main us dard se tadap rahi thi....aur papa ji ko rokna cahati thi par iss halki halke dard se mere jism me bahut jayada becheni bhadne lag gai thi......

Papa ji k lund halke halke jatke marne lagta hai jo main apni chut par saaf mhesus kar rahi thi….mere hothon se nikalti aahein unko utejit aur utejit kar rahi thi….. unka bada lund bhi or jyada karak or garam ho gaya tha......Hum dono paaglo k tarah ek doosre k choom rahe the…. main is chumban me itni pagal ho gai thi thi apne hosh tak kho bethi ab........meri jeebh aur papa ji ki jeebh kab ek dusre ke muh me jaa chuki thi main jaan hi nahi paai........papa ji ki jeebh meri jeebh se puri tarah chipki hui thi or main bahut hi pyar se unki us jeebh ko apne honton ke andar chusti jaa rahi thi......aaj se phele jo kuch bhi ki hu papa ke sath.....lekin aaj ki baat or kuch thi....main aaj khud papa ji ko ache se khush karna cahati thi….......ye unki yaadgar raat banani chahti thi..

Papa k jeebh ab meri khubsurat gardan par aane lagti hai.....or sath me unki jeebh ka geela pan meri gardan par lagne lagta hai.......apni jeebh bahut hi pyar se meri gardan par pher rahe the.......or unki jeebh ke geele pan ka ahsaas mujhe lazat se bharne laga tha.........



mera pura badan kaap raha tha….papa apni jubaan ka pura maja mujhe diye jaa rahe the.....or aaj sach me aise bhi koi pyar kar sakta hai sochi bhi nahi thi....is tarh ke pyar se to aaj tak me anjaan hi thi.....

Papa ko sayed meri tadap ka pata tha.... meri garadan ko geela karne ke baad papa meri cleavage par apni jeebh laane lagte hai........or mere boobs ki bich ki gherai me apni jeebh phirahane lagte hai.......mera pura jism sex ki aag me jalne laga tha ek baar phir se......or is jalte jism ki aag me phir main sab kuch bhool jati hu ki main kon hu or kya kar rahi hu kiske sath........ummmm

Papaji meri cleavage chatne ke baad mere nipple par apne hont laate hai .....or unhe apne honton ke andar bharte hue peene lagte hai ek bache ki tarah. ......or unke dono hath mere mamme ki uthi hui golaiyo ko daawaa rahe the.....or papa ke hont ek ek karke mere dono mammo ki nukili nipple ko peete jaa rahe the.....

ufffssssssshhhhhh main bas aankhe band kiye zor se sisak rahi thi......meri chut ek selab ki tarah bahee hi jaa rahi thi.......aaj ek baar phir papa ne apne liye mujhe dewani bana liya tha......main sach me aisa hi jism ka shukh cahati thi apne pati se .....lekin mere pati wo shukh kabhi de nahi paaye jo aaj mere sasur muhje de rahe the........

phir papa meri nipple ko daanto se thoda kas se pakar te hai or upar ki taraf kheenchane lagte hai.....ek halka sa dard hota hai unme ....lekin ek maje ke sath.....or main cahati thi papa or zor se kaante meri in nipple ko..........papa bhi jese yahi cahate the......or wo or kas se meri nipple ko daanto se kaatne lagte hai.....jab tak meri muh se cheekh na nikali.....



aaaiiiiii bahut dard ho raha hai papa aaram se peeye...main madhosi me bolti hu papa se........mere boobs papa ki thook se bheeg gaye the.........mere boobs se le kar mere face tak aadha jism papa ki thook se chamak raha tha...........

mere nipple peene ke baad papa ab apne jeebh ko meri pet par pherate hue ....meri naabhi tak le aate hai....or phir meri naabhi me apni jeebh gussa ke gol gol ghumane lagte hai.......

itni jayada gudgudhi ho rahi thi ki main apne jism ko bed par leti hui.....idhar udhar karne lagi thi.......main ab bahut jayada bechen hoti jaa rahi thi... or meri chut unke lund ko lene ke liye tadap rahi thi...............

lekin papa aaj kuch alag hi mood me najar aa rahe the mujhe.....wo mujhe jese or jayada tadpana cahate the apne liye.......or aaj main tadap bhi rahi thi apne jism ki becheni ke sath........

Papa apne face ko or niche laate hai thik meri paani se bhethi hui chut ke upar..........ab papa ka aadha jism bed se niche the or wo thik apne ghutno par bethe hue mere chut ke samne the......or meri chut ki faak par apni ungli fer rahe the....

.....phir papa ek baar meri taraf dekhte hai ....or phir apne hont ko meri gulabi chut ke upar rakh dete hai ...uffffff ahhhhhh papaaaaaaaaa…….. mar jaungi main kitna tadpa rahe hai.......

lekin papa meri kahan sun rahe the wo to mere is garam jism ke maja liye jaa rahe the.......or main bas bebas sisak rahi thi....zor zor se aahh bharti hui.......

apne dono pair pure khol ke apni chut papa ke aage kar di thi......jisse wo aram se meri chut pee sake......



Papa dheere dheere meri chut ke andar apni jeebh daal dete hai or phir andar bahar karte hue meri geeli chut ke maje lene lagte hai.....
unki jeebh jese jese andar bahar upar niche hoti hui chal rahi thi bese bese hi mere kamar ab papa ke face ke sath uthne lagi thi.....
main cahane lagi thi ki ab meri chut papa apne muh se khaa jaye .......or zor se masle ragre ........

mere sara paani nikal de jo ek selab ki tarah bahara hua hai andar tak ........

lekin papaji abhi kahan mujhe shaant karne wale the wo to meri is tadap ko or bhadhane ki soch bethe the.......wo sayed aaj meri sabar ka test lene ki soch bethe the..........aur isliye..ab

Papa apni jeebh meri gand ke us chote se soorakh par rakh dete hain aur bahut aahista se apne jeebh ko harkat karney lgta hain..............mere soorakh ko chatney lagte hain...............mera khud ko sambhalana bada muskhil hota jaa raha tha..........papa apne jeebh se meri gand ke soorakh ko kured rahe the............wahin mere mooh se aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.........................hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.ssssssssssssssssssss.......iiiiiiiiiiiiiii oooooooo mmmuummmmyyyyyyy jaisi aawazein lagataar foot rahi thi....................
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Mein:- sssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sirrrrrrrrrr uffffff kya kar rahe hai yhee bhi koi ceez hai chatne ke liye........( main manaa to kar rahi thi chatne ke liye lekin dil se chane lagi thi ki papa or ache se meri gaand chate......



main sach me is maje se anjaan thi.....aaj papa ne meri gaand nahi chumi hoti to main jaan hi nahi paati ki gaand ke ched ko chatwane me bhi itna jyada maja aa sakta hai.....

Papa:- Neha aaj tumhe main iss ched k maze dilaonga…jiske maze se tum anjaan thi…---

or ye kehne ke baad papa apni juban ko phir se meri gaand ki gulabi ched par rakh dete hai......or us ched ko chatne lagte hai..........or apni juban zor zor se us par chalane lagte hai.......or main ek baar phir se machalne lag jati hu....or bed par leti tadapne lagti hu....gaand ko chatwane ka maja mujhe bahut jayada aa raha tha........or kabhi kabhi papa meri gaand se apni jeebh nikal ke meri chut par bhi rakhte hue meri chut bhi chatne lag jate.........mere dono ched chatne se me andar se puri tarah garam hoti hui tadapne lagti hu


thodi der tak papa apni ek ungli ko meri gand ke upari hissey par ghumata rehta hain wahin meri aahein tezz ho jati hain............magar fir wo apni us ungli ko ek jagah par rok deta hain aur fir uspar dheere dheere dabav banana shuru karta hain...........jaise hi papa ki ungli ander jati hain mere mooh ljjat se poora khul jata hain........ papa ki ungli tezi se ander ki taraf sarak rahi thi.........aab unki aadhey se zyda ungli meri gand ke soorakh mein ghus chuki thi.....aur aadha bhi jald hi ghusney wala tha............thodi aur mehnat ke baad aakhir papa apni ungli meri gand mein poora ghusa dete hain aur uski chut ko tezi se chgatney lagte hain.............is baar mein apne aapko aur nain sambhal pati aur wo wahin cheekh padti hain kisi laash ki tarah fir se bilkul thandi padh jati hain.........

Orgasm mere hua tha….mere sasur abhi bhi garam the…..aur meri gaand k ched par apna lund ragadne lagte hai….main jaant thi papa ab kya chahte hai…par unka lund sookha tha…..

 

[hirarandi]

Par papa ji k main aise tadapta nahi chod sakti thi.....main apne orgasm par kaabu paakar turant papa ko santust karne k ready ho jaati ho...aur tabhi....Main unka lund apne haath main pakad leti ho....aur apne face ko aage karti hui unke lund ke muh par rakhti hui apne gulabi honton se chumne lagti hu.....dheere dheere...........

Mere muh k garmi papa apne lund par feel karte hi unke muh se aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.......nikal jaati hai....main apni juban nikal ke unke lund par ferne lagti hu.............aur fir apne honton ko kholti hui unke lund ko muh me le kar chusne lagti hu.....jyada to nahi lekin unka aade se kam lund apne muh me le chuki thi...........



mere pure hont unke lund se chipak gaye the..........or andar hoton me meri juban papa ke lund par chal rahi thi...........papa ke hath ab mere sir par aa gaye the.....or wo dheere dheere mere sir ko pakar ke apne lund par push karne lage the.......jese wo mere muh ko chod rahe ho..............
or aisa karne se unka bada lund kuch jyada hi mere muh ke andar jaa kar fas raha tha.......or itna jyada fas raha tha ki mujhe saans lene me bhi takleef hone lagi thi........lekin papa ki pakar kuch jayada hi tight thi mere sir par jiski bajah se main apne sir ko hata bhi nahi sakti thi...or na unke lund ko apne muh se bahar nikal sakti thi........

kuch der apne lund ko mere muh ke andar dawaye rakhne ke baad apna lund bahar nikalte hai.....or main kuch saans hi li thi ki phir se papa apna lund ek baar phir se dhake ke sath mere muh ke andar daal dete hai......or is baar kuch jyada hi andar tak gya tha lund.....sayed meri halak tak......jisse mujhe ubkaai si mhesus hone lagi thi..........or main apna sir papa ke lund se hatane ki kossis karne lagti hu.........lekin papa meri sir ko bahut hi tight dawaye rakhte hai.......ufff mere aankho se aansu meri palko se bahar ki taraf aane lagte hai..........or meri aankho ka kajal meri palak se bhetha hua un girte aansuyo se mere gore gaalo par aane lagta hai.............



Papa meri is tadap ko dekh ke mann hi mann khush ho rahe the.........mera muh bahut jayada dard karne laga tha........or mujhe ulti hoti usse phele hi papa apna lund mere muh se bahar nikal lete hai......or jese hi lund bahar nikalta hai main zor se saans lene lagti hai.........apne andar bharti hui.........agar kuch pal or der ho jati to sayed main aaj mar hi jaati.......

papa mujhe apni aankho se mujhe gherhi saans lete hue dekh rahe the......or unke lund se mere muh ke andar se laga hua khubh saara thook niche zameen par tapak raha tha.....or kuch thook mere honton se bhi gir raha tha......aur mere boobs par aa raha tha….



Jab mein gehri gehri saasein le rahi thi….tab wo kabhi mere sar par to kabhi kabhi apne hath meri nangi pith par bhi le aate pherte hue......lekin ab uncle yhe sab pyar se kar rahe the ......or mujhe unka u pyar se shelhana acha lag raha tha........

aur isiliye main unke lund ko chusti hui baar baar apni juban pher rahi thi......jese wo koi ice-cream ho tasty si....main unke lund ko muh se nikal ke uspar upar se niche tak apni puri juban pherti ....or us par lagi hui apni muh ki thook phir se apni juban se chat jaati ........kabhi phir se muh me lekar ache se lund ko chusne lagti...... or mujhe sach main bahut maje aa rahe the aaj papa ka lund chusne me.....mere sasur bhi ab apne lund ko mere muh ke andar apna lund andar bahar karne lage the dheere dheere......apni kamar hilate hue..........



papa ke kamar hilane se kabhi kabhi papa k balls mere honton se bhi takra jati thi........or phir mujhe pata nahi kiya hua ki main uncle ke lund ko apne muh se nikalti hui unke lund ke niche latki hui balls ko chum leti hu.......or us par apni honth pherne lagti hu....... sayed papa ko bhi is sab me maje aaye the...is liye wo kuch phenje ke bal khade ho jate hai jise unki balls mere honton par puri tarah aa jati hai.........

or papa phir apni balls ko mere honton par or mere gaalo par pherne lagte hai.........mujhe unke gulabi balls bahut ache lag rahe the gol gol ..........phir main apni juban nikalti hui unpar pherne lagti hu.......or unhe chatne lagti hu......meri juban apni balls par pherte hue dekh ke papa ruk jate hai or meri juban ke maje lene lagte hai apni balls par.......

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meri muh ki thook unki gulabi balls par lag rahi thi....or use main ache se chhat chaat ke phir se apne muh me leleti.........
phir maine apne honton ko ache se kholti hui unki balls ko apne muh me leleti hu........or use chusne lagti hu..............
pata nahi main kis duniya main chali gai thi.......ab mujhe sab acha lag raha tha............main balls jese chus rahi thi bese mere sath uncle bhi maje se pagal hote jaa rahe the.........

Papa ab bahot garam ho chuke isliye ab mujhe baal se pakad kar utha lete hai….ek baar phir se mujhe bed par lita dete hai............or phir mere pairo ko utha ke upar karte hue mere mamme tak le aate hai.........ab meri gulabi chut or meri gulabi gaand ki ched ek baar phir ache se khul ke unke samne ho gai thi.............aur kuch der meri dono ched dekhte rahe or phir pata nahi papa ko kya hua ki wo apne mote lambe goore lund ko meri gulabi paani chorti hui chut par ragarne lage....or meri chut ka chikna paani nikal nikal ke papa ke lund ko geela karte hue us par lagta jaa raha tha....
main kudh par control nahi rakh paa rahi thi isliye maine khud unka lund apni chut par rakha aur usko ahishta ahista apne andar lene lagi…



jaise jaise papa ji ka lund meri chut me andar utar raha tha .....waisy waise hi meri becheni kam hone ki bajaye or jyada bharti jaa rahi thi......mere muh se kuch dard or kuch maje se siskariya nikalne lagi thi............meri chut ke aakar se papa ka lund sach me hi bahut jyada bada tha.......mere face par ac chalne ke bavjood pashine ko bunde chalak aai thi.........
meri chut ka nikalta pani use or chikna karta jaa raha tha......meri chut ke pani se lund ki chikani jyada bhad gai thi.......jise meri chut ko us bade lund ko leneme kuch aasani ho rahi thi.......aaadhe se jyada lund meri chut me samma jata hai..........

phir chand lamho ki kossis ke baad main papa ka puraa bada lund apni chut me samaa leti hu........ab papaji ka lund meri chut me pura ka pura dhansha hua tha......aisa lag raha tha jaise ye ek doosre k liye hi bano ho.....ek inch bhi jagah khali nahi thi ab meri chut ki gehrai me ........ab meri chut ache se papaji ke lund ko jakar li thi....or uske karak or garam pan ko ache se mhesus karne lagi.............



Ab papa ji halke halke apni kamar se jhatke maarna suru kar dete hai….jisse unka lund meri chut k andar baahar hone lagta hai…main to jaise swarg main pahuch gayi thi…wo romanch ko main bayein nahi kar sakti…



Papa ji mere boobs ko apne hath se dawane lage the.....or unhe ache se maslane lage the ....or idhar main apni chut dhree dheere lund par hilane lagti hu... ab papa ka lund meri chut se andar or bahar hone laga tha...........

papa ka lund meri chut me fastta hua undar jaata or faste hue hi bahar aata. ....

Papa apni raftar tez kar dete hai........main bhi band aankho ke sath main tezi se apni manzil ki taraf barhti jaa rahi thi.....




K tabhi ek dum se papa ruk jaate hai…Hawas mai dobi mein papa k aise rukhte dekh kar ek nazar unke chehrey ki ore dekhney lagti ho......

 

[hirarandi]

Papa:- Tyaar ho neha…mera lund apni gaand main lene k liye…

Mein:- Papa ji ki baateion ko sunkar sharmaa jati ho......mera chehra ek baar fir se poora laal padh jaata hai...............

Mein bina kuch kahein chup chaap wahin bister par pet ke bal let jati ho papa mujhe aise karte dekh ek baar fir se mere upar aa jaate hain aur fir apni jeebh mere galon par ferney lagte hain aur usey dheere dheere fertey hue mere kaan tak le jata hain.....mere jism ke royein ek baar fir se puri tarah se khadey ho jate hain........

papa mere hips par haath fairne lagte hai....aur fir achanak se wo apni do ungli...mere gand k ched main thel dete hai....ye wo itni jaldi karte hai...k main kuch samajh nahi paati....aur mere muh se cheekh nikal jaati hai...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..........oooooooooooooooo...



Mein:- dhreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....

Papa:- Beta tumhari gaand ko tyaar kar raha ho.....apne lund k liye....

Mein:- pppppppppaaaaaaaaaaaaaappaa.....ungli nikal lejiye....

Papa:- soch lo nehaa.....

Mein:- ungli nikal lo papa.....andar ghaw ho jayenga....pls

Meri baat sunkar mere sasur meri gaand se ungli nikal lete hai....ab wo apne haathon se apni gand ko pura faila deta hain.......Mein bhi bina kisi sawal ke apne dono haath apne gand par le jati ho aur apne chutron ko pura faila deti ho...............meri gand ki cheed saaf dikhayi de raha tha...............jisey ek baar fir papaji bade gaur se ek tuk dekh raha tha..............papa k lund poore excitement se khada hua tha…......
papa apna lund meri gand ke us chote se soorakh par rakhte hain aur mere upar wo bade aaram se let jate hain................papa ji k lund main apni gand ke soorakh par mehsoos kar sakti thi….mera kaleja zoron se dar se dhadakney lagta hain.............main janti thi ki aab meri gand fatney se koi nahin rok sakta.......mein ander hi ander aab khud ko taiyaar kar rahi thi..........

Mein:- Papa…..please zara aaram se karna..............main dard bardaast nahin kar pawungi..................please.......mere khatir......aaaaahhhhhh..........."



Mera dil zoron se ghabraaa raha tha.........mein andar hi ander kaanp rahi thi......mein ab aane wale dard ko bardaast karney ki puri koshish kar rahi thi........baar baar papa ji ke moosal ko apne gand mein utarta sa mehsoos kar rahi thi..............jiske wajah se mera gala baar baar sookh raha tha.....

Papa:- Neha tum chitna mutt karo.......main aaram se daalonga.........dekhna tumhe bhi ismein maza aayega........

Itna keh k papa halke se muskura padte hain..................aur mere chehre par muskurat nahi kauf tha…

papa fir apne dono haathon ko meri dono chuchiyon par le jata hain aur unhe kakskar apni dono mutthi mein jakadkar fir se masalna shuru kar dete hain............mano wo aata goonth rahe ho...............fir wo dheere dheere apne lund par dabav dalna shuru karte hain........mera jism aabhi bhi dar se kaanp raha tha..........papa zor se apne lund par dabav dalte hain magar do teen koshishon ke bawjood bhi unka lund fisal jata hain.........par fir se wo koshish karta hain aur is baar unka lund meri gand ko cheerta hua unka lund k toopa ander chala jaata hai.............



jaise hi lund ka supada ander ghusta hain meri zoron se cheekh nikal jati hain............is baar mein apni cheekh nahi rok paati aur zoron se chilla padti ho......aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.....iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.......hhhhhhhhhhhhhh....oh.......my.........god.......... please stop it............ papa.............main..... murr ......jawongi.........main nahi le pawongi aapka.........please isey aabhi bahar nikalo........aaaaaaamaaaaaaaaaaa" main dard k kaaran apna sir ko idher udher ghumaney lagti ho........papa kuch palo k liye wahin ruk jate hain aur apne lund ko meri gand mein aise hi fansaye rakhte hain.........


jaise hi dard kuch kam hota hai papa ek baar fir se apna lund bahar nikalte hain aur is baar ek hi jhatkey mein apna poora lund meri gand mein uttar deta hai.......dhaaka is baar itna zabardast tha ki kuch second tak mujhe kuch samajh hi nahi aata k ye kya hua........par tabhi mujhe ek jabardast dard uthta hai apni gaand se….jisse mein bahut zoron se cheekh padti ho......

dard itna bheesan tha k iss baar meri aankhon se ansoon ki dhara nikal padti hain.......main khud k chudana chahti thi papa k pakad se par wo ek mard the…aur main ek aurat….dard itna jyada tha k main dono haathon ko bister par le jati ho aur kaskar apne dono mutthi se bister ko puri taqat se masalney lagti ho.......main haanf rahi thi....aur lumbi lumbi sansein le rahi thi........main kaise bhi papa ke lund ko bahar nikalna chahti thi.........papa k aadhe se jyada lund mere andar ghus chuka tha….. kareeb 6 inch tak...

Mein :- Papa please apna baahar nikal lejiye.....mujhe bahot dard ho raha hai….main aapke aagey haath jodti hoon please isey bahar nikal lijeye.......main murr jawongi.......aapka bahut bada hain....ye nahin jayega mere ander........please......"

Main papa ji samney faryaad karney lagi thi par papa to ek dum se jaanwar ban gaye the…unko mere dard k koi khayal hi nahi thi….unko koi fark nahi pad raha tha…k main tadap rahi ho…….unpe to jaise junnon sawar tha..............wo to apna lund meri gand ki poori gehrai tak utarna chahte the...........chahe jo ho.........

Papa:- Neha….bas thoda aur bardaast kar lo….mere liye…fir tumko bhi maza aayenga.........

Itna keh k Papa apna lund bahar nikalta hain aur is baar ek hi jhatkey mein poora lund puri taqak se meri gand ki gehrai tak utar dete hai......aur is baar fir main apni cheekhon ko nahin rok paati aur zoron se chilla padti hain........par papa k meri cheekon k kahi lagi thi...wo to apna lund meri gand main tosne lage hue the....wo apni kamar utha utha k mere hips par maar rahe the...jisse unka lund meri gaand ko cheerta hua andar ghus raha tha...




aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.............hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhnahinn......oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.............please ......papa..............." meri aankhon se aansoonwon ke sailaab fir se umad padtey hain.........sirf main hi jaanti thi k uss waqt meri kya halat thi................ab papa ji ka poora lund meri gand mein ghus chuka tha.......unke dono balls meri dono chutron par sate hue they.................wo bhi wahin ruk jata hain aur fir se meri dono chuchiyon ko fir bari bari se masalney lagte hain aur apna jeebh mere galon par bhi ferta rehte hain.....................

mere mooh se dard bhari sisakri nikal rahi thi................mein dard se tadap rahi thi................meri gand poori tarah se fatt chuki thi..........par papa ji k maze ki koi seema nahin thi..............isi gand ko paane ke liye wo na jane kitne dinon se tadap rahe the.........meri gand puri tarah se tight thi jissey unka lund poora fansa hua tha........



kareeb papa 5 min tak mujhe aise hi chodte rahe.....par ab Mein pehle se kafi behtar mehsoos kar rahi thi..........mera dard bahut hudd tak kum ho gaya tha.................isliye ab papa bhi dheere dheere apni kamar ko hilana shuru karte hain aur idhar mein fir se sisak padti ho...........ab dard maze main badal raha tha dheere dheere …..idher papa bhi apni raftaar dheere dheere tezz karte jate hain..



Papa ji ab zoron se meri gand marna shuru karte hain......mein sisak rahi thi aur apne dono haathon se bister ko zoron se masal rahi thi.......kareeb 10 minute ki chudai ke baad idhar papa zoron se hafney lagte hain .......to udhar meri saasein bhi bhaari hone lagti hai……

Par ab mujhe behad mazza aa raha tha...mein kabse iss sukh k vanchit thi...ye mujhe aaj pata chala tha...papa k lund ab bade aaram se meri gaand k andar baahar ho raha tha...ek baar fir mere sasur mujhe swarg k yaatra karva rahe the...meri saasein ab bhari ho rahi thi....wahi mere sasur k bhi wahi haal tha....




Papa lagataar dhaake lagaye jaa rahe....hum dono ab jharne k kareeb the...jaise jaise hum orgasm k kareeb pahuch rahe the...papa k dhakko k raftar badhti jaa rahi thi...k tabhi mere sareer baapa se eithne lagta hai.....aisa lagta hai mere andar se kisi ne jaan hi nikal li ho....aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa........hhhhhhhhhhh.........ssssssssssss kartey hue zoron se jharney lagti ho.......mere orgasm ho gaya tha...

wahi papa bhi do chaar dhakko k baad....wo bhi jhar jaate hai.....aur wo apna sara cum mere gand ke ander giraney lagte hain................




Hum dono ki sansein ek baar fir se bahut zoron se chal rahi thi.........is waqt dono ke jism pasiney se puri tarah se bheegey hue they.........mein apni aankhein band kar leti rehti ho aur wahin bister par shant padi rehti hain.......hamare jism mein koi hulchal nahin thi...............kareeb 15 minute tak hum dono aise hi besudh hokar wahin bister par padey rehtey hain.........thodi der baad papa ji k lund khud wa khud meri gand se nikal jaata hai…

Papa k veerya meri gaand se behkar baahar nikal raha tha……papa k chehrey par vijayi muskaaan thi.......unke lund ne aakhir kaar meri gand mar jo le thi……

Papa hamari raat waha khatam nahi hoti….kareeb aadhe ghante baad mere sasur baapas se garam ho jaate hai…aur wo ek baar fir se meri palangtod chudai karte hai….meri gand aur chut dono ki…….wo raat hamare jeevan ki kabhi naa bholne wali raat thi.....mere sasur ne mujhe uss din aachi tarah se bajaya tha....jee bhar k....



....hamari chudai k baad mujhe pata nahi padta k kab main thak kar soo jaati ho…papa kab mere kamre se nikal jaate hai…aur kab subah ho jaati hai..

Agle din mein poore din langda langda k chal rahi thi…..mummy mujhse uska kaaran poochti hai…main unko pair main mooch aane k bahana bana deti ho….mummy radha se kehkar mere pairo k maalish karwati hai….par usse dard main koi aaram nahi milta kyunki ye dard meri gand se uth raha tha….papa mujhe aise chalte dekh kar muskura dete the…unko aise dekh mujhe badi gussa aati thi….aur pyaar bhi….

Dard tha…par Khushi bhi thi…k maine apne sasur k wish poori k thi….unke chehre k khushi dekh k mujhe jaane kyu sukoon mil raha tha….

Uss din meri gaand k ched to khula hi tha par uske saath mere Jeevan main dukh k bandh bhi khul gaya tha…

 

[hirarandi]

Ab aage...



Papa aur mein khud k bhagwaan mane lage the..hame kisi ka bhi dar, sharm nahi reh gayi thi…hum samajhte the k hamare ye Rishta aise hi chalta rahega duniya se chupa hua…kisi ko khuch pata nahi chalege hamare najayaz rishte k baare main…har ek cheez k ek had hoti hai hum wo had kab k paarkar chuke the….papa aur mujhe jab mauka milta tha..hum apni hawas mitane k nahi chukte the….jis samay Kaushal nahi kaam se sehar se baahar gaya hua tha…..uss samay to Maine aur mere sasur ne chudai k saare records tod diye the.…. Unn dino papa ne mujhe anginat baar tript kiya...aur maine bhi unhe shikayat k kabhi mauka nahi diya...churaya hua fal hamesa mitha hota hai....aur mithe fal ki laalach insaan ko bebaak bana deti hai...aur yahi hamere saath ho raha tha..



chuki meri saas pooja path main kaafi jaati rehti thi…..aur ussi samay ek guruji bhi aye hue the…pravachan k liye isliye mummy aur radha waha chali jaaya karti thi…maine bhi wo week work from home le liya tha…isliye main bhi ghar par raha karti thi…uss hafte humne din dekha naa raat…..subah dekhi naa shaam..bas chudayi ki…..ghar k saayad hi aisa koi kona bacha hoga jaha mere sasur ne mujhe nahi choda hoga…..unki mardangi kya thi main kya batao….aap yakeen nahi karenge….wo meri din main 3-4 baar lete the…..aur wo bhi kamar tod chudayi……main khush thi…main bhul hi gayi thi k wo mere pati nahi sasur hai…gajab ko chumbakiya aakarsan tha...hamare beech jab milte the lipat jaate the...



par kisi ne sach kaha hai uske ghar main der hai andher nahi…jab insaan khud ko bhagwaan samajhne lage to bhagwaan ko bhi uski aukaat dekhani padti hai…aur waise bhi kab tak hamare ye paap duniya k nazar se chupe reh sakte hai…ek naa ek din to ye saamne aane hi the…aur hua bhi kuch wahi...

Wo din bhi aa gaya jab hamare ek najayaj rishte k phol khul gayi...

Wo raat mujhe bhule nahi bholti....kaushal kaam se sehar se baahar tha...abhi usko kuch aur din baahar rehna tha...kaam k silsile mein...

Uss raat Roz k tarah, Maine aur mere saas sasur ne raat k khana saath mein khaya, waise to Radha bhi hamare saath khana khati thi..par uss din uski tabiyat thodi theek nahi thi....isliye usne khana nahi khaya...

Chuki mere sasur har Roz meri saas aur Radha k khane mein neend k tablet Mila dete the...jisse wo aaram se so jaaye aur mein aur mere sasur apni hawas k aaram se mita sake...uss din bhi mere sasur ne waisa hi kiya...par uss din Radha ne khana nahi khaya...

Maine aur mere sasur ne usse kaafi zid karne par wo apna khana thali mein parosh kar apne kamre mein le gayi baad mein khaane k kehkar... mujhe aur mere sasur k laga k wo apne kamre mein kha legi aur yahi sochkar hum nisfikar ho gaye...

Meri saas k sote hi mere sasur Bina samay gavae mere kamre mein aa jaate hai....jaha mein bhi unka besabri se intezaar kar Rahi thi...

Uss raat baarish achanak se suru ho gayi thi...jiske kaaran power cut ho Gaya tha...par hame usse kuch fark nahi padne wala tha...hamare nange sareer ek doosre mein lipte hue apni kaamagni k saant karne karne mein lage hue the..

isse bilkul bekhabar k aaj hamara ye paap duniya k saamne aane wala tha...Radha tabiyat kharab k kaaran khana nahi khati hai...

Hum dono main se koi bhi ye check nahi karne jaata k usne khana khaaya k nahi…kyunki hum dono ab bahot laparwah ho gaye the…..khuda jo samajhne lage the khud ko…..aur sayad isliye hamare saath wo hua..jo humne sapne main bhi nahi socha tha…

Jaha ek aur hum apni kaamvasna main lage hue the…radha k neend nahi aa rahi thi…baarish aur hawa kaafi tez chal Rahi thi...k tabhi Radha k yaad aata hai k shaam k usne terrace par kuch kapde sukhane k liye saale hue the...

Hawa mein wo kahi udd na jaaye ussi dar se wo terrace par jaane k uth jaati hai...Terrace k stairs hamare kamre k bagal se hi jaati hai...

Radha jaise hi terrace k pass pahucti hai...Tabhi usko mere kamre se halki halki awaazein sunayi deti hai……waise ye koi badi cheez nahi thi…par uss samay Kaushal ghar par nahi tha….to fir ye awaazein kaisi aa rahi thi..

Yahi dekhne k liye wo halke halke pair se mere kamre k baahar aa jaati hai….kamre k baahar aate hi awaazein aur tej ho jaati hai…..wo awaazein aur kuch nahi meri aahein thi…jo papa ji k mujhe chodne par nikal rahi thi…

Papa ji ne uss roz darwaaza bhi nahi lagaya tha…bas usko halke se latka diya tha…soch kar k radha aur unki biwi to iss samay gehri neend main hogi…

Hum apni kaamagni main itne lipt the...k hame pata hi nahi chala kab radha waha aa gayi aur kamre k darwaazo k beech k gap se andar dekhne k koshish karne lagi hai…mere muh se nikalti chuki aahein ab usse aur saaf sunayi de rahi thi....kamre main andhera tha par itna bhi nahi k kuch dekhayi na de…….andar jo usne dekha usko apni aakhon par bharosa nahi hua…. ek ladki poori nangi beithi hui apni kamar upar neeche kar rahi hai…wo ladki aur koi nahi main thi….main apne sasur k lund k apne andar le rahi thi….



Radha k ye to samajh aa gayi k ye uski bhabhi hai yaani mai....jo kisi mard k saath kaamvasna main lipt hai...par usko wo mard dekhayi na hi de raha tha.....uske mann bahot khata ho gaya tha...wo yahi soch rahi thi k kaise uski bhabhi kisi aur mard k saath aise riste bana sakti hai...kaushal bhaiya mummy papa bhabhi ko kitna maante hai...aur bhabhi yaha aisa ganda kaam kar rahi hai...sabko dhokha de rahi hai...kisi anjaan mard k saath...

Radha (Mann me) – Kab se chal raha hai inke beech me ye sab?? Aakhir ye sab kaise hogya??? Kab hua?? Kaise shuru hua hoga??? Unke halat se toh aisa lag raha hai jaise wo ye khel pehle bhee kayi baar khel chukke ho….Ye sahi nahi hai ye galat hai…main Kaushal bhaiya k saath aur apni mummy ji papa ji k saath dhokha hote nahi dekh sakti main mummy ji papa ko sab bata dongi….par kya koi meri baat manega…mummy ji aur Kaushal bhaiya kabhi ye baat nahi manenge..k unke peeche unke saath aisa dhokha ho raha hai…



Wo sach bol rahi hai isko saabit karne k liye wo apne mobile camera nikal leti hai…aur uspe video banana lagti hai….andar jo ho raha tha…wo kaafi utejak tha….Jyada waqt nahi lagta jab usko andar sex karte hue mard k chehra bhi dikh jaata hai....wo aadmi aur koi nahi uske maalik mere sasur the….jo apni bahu k gulab ki pankhudiyo jaise gulabi komal lips ko choom rahe the uska raspan ker rahe the….aur mein yaani unki bahu bina kisi resistance ke unka poora sath de rahi thi….hum dono ek dusre ko passionately kiss ker rahe the…jisse dekh ker radha ke dil ki dhadkan badh gyi…or uski saans tez hogyi….papa aur mera jism ek doosre main lipte hue the...jaise koi naag naagin ho...



usne sapne main bhi kabhi nahi socha tha k wo kabhi aisa dekhengi....main apne sasur k upar beith hui thi aur unka lund apne andar ucchal ucchal k le rahi thi…..bina kisi sharm k lajja k...radha apni aakhon se dekh rahi thi..k mein kaise sasur bahu k rishte ko tad tad kar rahe hai....iss pavitra rishte ko humne kaise hawas k rishte main badal diya tha....



ye drashya radha k liye kaafi nagawaar tha….isliye wo bas kuch minute k video banakar waha se chali jaati hai…usse ye paap apni aakhon k aage hote dekhan nahi jaa raha tha....uske k liye ye kaafi bada sadma tha...uss raat uske saamne iss ghar main reh rahe logo k chehre se naaqab utra tha.....kaise koi apne khoon ko bhi dhokha de sakta tha...ye wo aaj saamne dekh rahi thi.....wo unhe rok bhi nahi sakti thi....uski itni himmat nahi thi...k aise mauke par wo unko jaakar roke ya pooche....aur waise bhi uska ye karna bhi nahi banta tha....…aakhir hum uske maalik the…aur wo naukar…

Jaha ek aur mein aur papa apni hawas mitane k baad aaram se so rahe the...wahi radha k aakhon main neend nahi thi...wo poori raat karvate badalti rahi....aaj jo usne dekha tha...wo usko bhulaye nahi bhul raha tha...k kaise koi aisa kar sakti hai apne pati k saath apne beta k saath....par yahi kalyug hai...

Agle din jab main kitchen main subah k chai lene jaati ho….waha radha papa k liye chai bana rahi thi…

Mein roz k tarah…

Mein:- Radha papa k chai ban gayi…do mujhe de aati ho…

Radha kal raat sab dekh chuki thi uske man main mere liye behad gussa bhara hua tha…par fir bhi wo apne aap ko sambhalte hue…

Radha:- Mein de aaungi…….

Mein:- are mein de aati ho…

Radha:- aap ab rehne dejiye..aap bahot sewa kar chuki apne sasur ji ki…aap bahot kuch unko de chuki…wo bhi jo sirf aapke pati k hai…..mujhe sab pata hai aap kyu apne sasur k itni sewa karti hai…aur wo aapko kya dete hai….raat chahe jitni bhi Andheri kyu naa ho…paap chupaye nahi chupta…hamare yaha sasur bahu k rishta…baap beti jaise hota hai…par saayad aap log ye bhul chuke hai…

Radha k ye sabd sun k mere pair kaap jaate hai….radha ye kya bol rahi thi…kahi usko sab pata to nahi chal gaya….

Main usse kuch poochti usse pehle hi wo chai lekar…papa ji k kamre k aur chali jaati hai…aur main wahi kitchen main stabd khadi reh jaati ho…mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha mein kya karo...



Wahi wo papa ji k kamre main…

Radha:- Papa chai…

Papa :- are tum kyu laayi…neha nahi aayi…

Radha khoob samajhti thi..k neha neha kyu uske maalik gaate hai isiye..

Radha:- Bahu hai wo aapki….beti samaan…biwi nahi hai…jo hamesha wo hi aayengi…

Itna keh k wo kamre se chali jaati hai…chuki radha kaafi saalo se hamare yaha kaam karti thi…isliye wo parivaar jaisi ho gayi thi…isliye papa bhi uski baat par dhyaan nahi dete..

Par mujhe Radha k baatein sun kar andaza ho gaya tha k wo mere aur papa k rishte k baare main sab pata chal gaya tha……

Dar se meri roh andar se kaap rahi thi k ab kya hoga….kya kahongi main sabse…kya sochenge log mere baare main….main ye baat jaanti thi…..k ab ye baat jyada samay tak chupi nahi rahengi…aaj nahi to kal radha ye sab mummy ji ko bata dengi..kyunki wo unke kaafi kareeb thi….

Mere haath pair dar k kaarna kaap rahe the…poora sareer paseena k gheela ho chuka tha…

Mujhe kuch samaj nahi aa raha tha…isliye main turant bhaagte hue papa ji k pass pahuch jaati ho…aur…ghabrate hue…

Mein:- Papa radha ko sab pata chal gaya…

Papa neeche kitchen main hui baton se bilkul anjaan the…isliye..

Papa:- kya pata chal gaya…

Mein:- hamare baare mein…(jhunjlate hue)

Papa:- Hamare baare main kya…

Mein (lagbhag chilate hue):- hamare awaidh sambandh k baare main…

Meri baat sun kar papa k bhi hawaya udd gayi…

Papa:- kk……kaise…

Mein:-mujhe kya pata…kab kaise…jab se Kaushal gaye hai…aap har raat mere kamre main aate ho…main mana bhi karti thi…par aap k tharak…aapko roz meri chahiye hooti hai…pata nahi usne kab dekh lia aapko mere saath…

Meri baat sunkar papa k chehra se bhi rang udd gaya tha…pehli baar main unke chehre par tension dekh rahi thi…wo samajh chuke the…mamle k nazakat…mein unke chehre par saaf paseena dekh sakti thi…wo shaant the…par mein nahi…

Mein:- papa aise shaant kyu hai…kuch boliye naa…ab hum kya kare…kaushal ko kahi pata chal gaya…ya fir mummy ji ko to hum kya bolenge…kaise saamna karongi main unka…bataya naa…

Dar k maare meri aakhon se aashon baahein jaa rahe the…mere dimag fatne k ho raha tha…par papa the jo abhi bhi kuch nahi bol rahe the…saayad unko samajh hi nahi aa raha tha…k wo kya kare…kya kahe…

Mein:- Papa aap kya soch rahe hai kuch boliye to…aap kuch bol kyunahi rahe…kya karenge hum ab…aap radha se baat kariye…usse boliye usko jo chhaiye wo hum de denge bas wo ye baat kisi se nahi kahe…main bhi Kaushal k saath iss ghar se chali jaongi kahi dor…poochiye usko kya chahiye…wo jitna paisa bolengi hum denge…bas wo apna muh band rakhe….

Papa:- wo madhu k bahot kareeb hai…maa maanti hai wo usko….aur Kaushal k bhai…wo paiso k chup hone walo main nahi hai…

Mein:- Fir…

Papa:- hame aur kuch karna hoga…

Mein:- Kya…

Papa:- Mere dimag main ek plan hai..jisse ye radha naam k kata hamari zindagi se hamesa k liya dor ho jayenga….

Mein:- kaisa plan..

 

[hirarandi]

Papa:- Radha kaha hai…

Mein:- wo baahar gayi hai…ghar k kaam se..

Papa:- aur madhu…

Mein:- wo mandir gayi hai aati hongi…

Papa:- Good…hum dono k acting karni padegi thodi...kar logi...

Mein:- kaise acting....

Papa:- Radha kuch bole usse pehle usko iss ghar k nikalwana padega...

Mein:- papa aap pahelia na bhujaye...kaise karenge ye....



Papa:- Jhotha choori k ilzaam...baaki mujh par chod do...

Mein:- uske liye kya karna hoga...

Mein itni gabrai hui thi...k papa jo bhi bol rahe the jo kar rahe the...wo mujhe sab manjoor tha....kisi begunaah ko fasana bhi....aur saayad yahi insaano k true nature hai...agar khud main ya doosre main usko chunna ho...to wo hamsa khud ko hi chunega....chahe wo kitna bhi galat na hoo...

Papa:- tum jaldi jao aur apni koi jewellery uske kamre main chupa k rakh do….aur jab madhu aaye to tumhe drama karna hoga k tumhari jewellary nahi mil rahi…baaki main sambhal longa…..kar logi ye acting…

Marta kya naa karta….Mein sar haa main hila kar fauran kmre se nikal jaati ho…




aur apna kamre main jaakar mausi ne diya hua set…radha k kamre main chupa k rakh deti ho…aur baapas apne kamre main jaakar poori kamra itar bitar kar deti ho…jisse lage main acche se apne kamre main dhoondha…

Mein ye sab kar hi rahi thi…k tabhi mummy ji ghar aa jaati hai….samay aa chuka tha…mujhe aise act karna tha..k sahi main lage k meri jewellery choori hui hai..isliye mummy k ghar k andar ghuste hi main daudti hui unke pass pahuch gayi aur roote hue…

Mein:- mummy meri jewellery nahi mil rahi…

Mummy:- are tumhare hi kamre main hogi…aise kaha chali jayengi…

Mein:- mummy main apna kamra aache se dekh chuki ho…waha nahi hai…



Mummy:- waha nahi to kaha gaya…ghar main aisa koi aaya nahi…jispe shaq kar sake…

Tabhi papa bhi apne kamre se baahar nikal aate hai…

Papa:- kya hua…

Mummy:- aapki bahu k jewellery nahi mil rahi…

Papa:- beta tumne apne kamre main acche se dekha…

Mein:- haa papa dekh liye…nahi mil rahi…



Papa:- are…waise aajkal mere paise bhi gayab hone lage hai…mujhe aisa lagta hai…

Mummy:- aapne pehle to kabhi bataya nahi…

Papa:- mujhe lagta hai…saayda tum le leti hogi yaa main bhool jaata honga..par neha k jewellery k sun kar lag raha hai saayad koi chura to nahi leta…

Mummy:- accha…waise baahar se aisa koi aata to nahi hai…ghar par radha hi rehti hai…

Mein:- haa mummy radha k alawa to koi kamro main jaata nahi hai….par radha to hamari bharose wali hai…wo aisa nahi kar sakti…

Papa:- Neha beta tum bholi ho…aajkal sage ristedaar dhoka dete hai to radha to naukar hai…

Mein:- Nahi papa mujhe nahi lagta radha aisa karegi…

Main radha k isliye paksh le rahi thi…jisse kabhi mummy k naa lage k main usko fasana chah rahi ho…

Papa:- ruko main security officer k bulata ho…

Mummy:- security officer…security officer kyu bula raho….main radha se pooch longi…

Papa:- mummy k baat kaatte hue..choori ho rahi hai ghar par…security officer ko khabar karni padegi…

Mummy papa ko rokne k koshish karti hai...par papa unki ek nahi sunte .....aur security officer ko call kar dete hai….hamara plan bhi to yahi tha...

Papa pehle hi security officer ko call kar chuke the…unke security officer waalo se acche sambandh the…unhone security officer waalo ko pehle hi bata diya tha…k unko kya karna hai…aur uske liye wo security officer waalo k accha khasa paise de rahe the…

Papa k call karte hi security officer 5 min main ghar pahuch jaati hai….



security officer wale papa se…

security officer:- kya hua bhaisaab call aaya aapka…

Papa:- SI sahab meri bahu k jewellery nahi mil rahi hai…

security officer:- koi baahar se aaya tha..aapke ghar…

Papa:- nahi…

security officer:- ghar par kaun kaun hai…

Papa:- mein ho,meri patni,mera beta jo abhi baahar gaya hai…uski patni…aur naukraani radha..

security officer:- radha kaha hai…

Mein:- wo baahar gayi hai….aati hogi..

security officer:- aap log ne uska room check kiya..

Papa:- Nahi…hame uspar bharosa hai…wo kaafi samay se hamare saath rehti hai..

security officer:- Dinesh ji bharosa hi tootne wali cheez hota hai…kaha hai uska room…

Papa kamre k taraf ishaara kar dete hai..



security officer wale faauran uske room main ghus jaate hai…aur jewellery taalasne lagte hai…muskil se 5 min bhi nahi lagte aur unhe jewellery mil jaati hai…

security officer:- yahi hai aapki jewellery…

Mein haa main sar hila deti ho…aur apna chehra aisa kar leti ho jaise mujhe bahot shock laga hai ye dekh k…par mummy ji wakai main shock laga tha…ye main unka muh dekh k bata sakti thi…unka chehre k rang udd gaya tha…unko yaakin hi nahi ho raha tha…k radha unke saath ye kar sakti hai…par unke saamne hum jo naatak kar rahe the...wo unhe ye yaakin karne ko mazboor kar raha tha…

Ye sab chal hi raha tha..k tabhi…radha bhi ghar pahuch jaati hai…aur ghar k andar security officer dekh k chauk jaati hai…

Radha:- mummy ji ye security officer kaisi…

Mummy kuch bolti usse pehle hi security officer waale radha k gaal par ek jor k thapad maar dete hai…

security officer:- saali chor…

Radha:- chooooooor……..

security officer:- dekho kaise naatak kar rahi…apne maalik k bahu k jewar churate hue tujhe sharam nahi aayi….

Thapad aur apne upar lage iljaam sun kar radha k aakhein bhar aati hai…aur wo roone lagti hai..

Radha:- maine koi jewar nahi churaye…

security officer:- saali kamini choori upar se seena joori..tune nahi churaye to fir ye gehne tere kamre se kaise nikle….

Radha:- mujhe nahi pata sahab…mummy ji maine ye gehne nahi churaye…mujhe fasaya jaa raha hai…

security officer:- tujhe kaun fasayega…tu kahi k rani hai…

Radah:- mummy ji…ye gehne maine nahi churaye…mujhe ye log fasa rahe…

security officer: - kaun fasayega…

Radha:- Bhabhi ne hi rakh diye honge jewar mere kamre main…mujhe fasane k liye…kyunki maine unko pakad liya tha….

security officer beech main baat kaatte hue…

security officer:- dekho saali ko…maalkin ko badnam kar rahi…

Radha:-main badnam nahi kar rahi ye dekhiye…

Itna keh k radha apna mobile baahar nikal leti hai…uske mobile baahar nikalte hi…meri to jaan hi sookh jaati hai…k tabhi….
Papa uske haath se mobile cheen lete hai…aur jor se zameen par maar dete hai….aur bapas se ek zor k thapad radha k jad dete hai…thapad itni zor k tha…k radha k hosh udd jaate hai…jaise usko chakkar aa gaya ho….wo aur kuch bolti usse pehle…

Papa:- sir le jao iss kamini ko meri nazro k saamne se…

Radha kuch bolti usse pehle hi security officer usko kheechte hue…ghar k baahar le jaati hai….papa ne mobile itni jor se zameen par maara tha k uske tukde tukde ho jaate hai…

Mummy ye sab Hungama dekh k sadme main thi…unko yakkin nahi ho raha tha..k unke ghar main aisa kuch hua tha…unki aakhein nam thi…kyunki radha unke liye beti k saaman thi…wo unke saath pichle 20 saal se thi…mummy apna dukh sukh sab uske baati thi…wo samajh nahi paar rahi thi k radha ne aisa kyu kiya…

Mujhe bhi radha k dukh tha…par main bhi kya karti…mere pass aur koi chaara bhi to nahi tha…. agar wo kuch bol deti to jaise aaj wo iss ghar se bhejjat hoke nikli hai wiase main nikalti iss ghar se…iss parivaar se…kya muh dekhati main apne papa ko…mere bachne k liye radha k iss ghar se jaana hi tha..

Radha k ghar se nikalte hi papa aur maine cheen k saas laite hai...hamare beech ka kaanta jo nikal gaya tha...ab hum fir se iss ghar main apni rangraliya mana sakte the....apni hawas mite the...bina kisi kauf k dar k...radha k jaane k baad dubara hamre chehre par raunak lauti thi...

Papa:- ab khush....tum kitni ghabra jaati ho...



Mein papa k baat par muskura deti ho...

Mein:- Par abhi kaam poora nahi hua....

Hum fir koi galti nhi karna chahte the...isliye papa security officer k peeche peeche security officer station pahuch gaye…aur unhone security officer k paisa de kar…radha k khilaf choori…drugs…prostitution jaise case lagwa diye…jisse wo agle 15-20 saal tak jail se baahar na nikal paaye…security officer ne papa k kahe k anusaar saare sabot radha k khilaf dikha diye...

Radha ek bin maa baap ladki thi…parivaar k naam par bas hum hi log the uske liye…aur aaj uska ye parivaar bhi maine usse cheen liya tha….radha behad imaandar thi…sachi ladki…acchi ladki…jo har samay iss ghar k liye accha sochti thi…par aaj ghar waalo ne usse ek jhoote iljaam main fasa diya tha…

Mere iss paap k saath hi mere paap k ghada bhar chuka tha…aur ab mujhe apne kiya hue paapo k saaza milne wali thi…