Neha – Ye kya Kiya Maine Part 13

Mausa ji k chudai ne mere aang aang tod diya tha…. mein thak kar behal ho chuki thi….mujhe mausa ji k baahon mein kab neend aa gayi pata hi naa chala…. Pata nahi mein kitni der soti rahi……jab aankhe khulee to mere jism me kuch halka sa mitha mitha sa dard ho raha tha….mein apne aas pass dekhti ho mausa ji kamre mein nahi the…..mein kamre mein bilkul nangi padi hui thi…mere sareer par ek kapda nahi tha……

Mein apni choot k aur dekhti ho…..wo pehle se jyada khuli aur sooji hui thi….ye sab mausa ji k lund k kamaal tha…jiski ragad ne meri choot ko aisa sooja diya tha…par ye metha dard mujhe pasand tha….mausa ji k veerya kuch boonde meri choot k baahar jam chuki thi…mein usse wahi bicche hue bistar k chadar se pooch leti ho….
Tabhi meri nazar kamre k dewar par tangi clock par jaati hai….jo abhi shaam k 6:30 baja rahi thi….mere office se chutne k time….mujhe yaha se nikalne hoga…par mausa ji kaha hai….wo uss samay bed par nahi the…nahi room mein… mere jism me kuch becheni si ho rahi thi……kuch cheez ki talav thi abhi bhi mere jism me……..jese abhi bhi ise kuch chaiye apni pyas mitne ke liye………………..
Mein ye soch me hi rahi thi ki tabhi mujhe room me bane hue bathroom ke gate ki khulne ki awaz aati hai…….mausa ji bathroom se bahar aa rahe the……..sayed wo naha ke aaye the kyo ki unke baal mujhe kuch geele se lag rahe the…..wo apne kapde pehan chuke the…wahi mein paagal nangi bistar par beithi hui thi…
Mein kuch bolti usse pehle hi mausa ji…
Mausa ji:- Accha hua tum khud se uth gayi meri jaan…warna mein kaise uthata itni sundar ladki ko sote se….
Mausa ji k baat par mein muskura k sharma jaati ho….

Mein:- mujhe late ho raha hai…mein chalti ho…Kaushal ghar par wait kar raha hoga…
Mausa ji:- Par itni jaldi….abhi to mera man hi nahi bhara….
Mein:- aapka to kabhi nahi bharta man….
Mausa ji:- kaise bhargega mann…jab mujh jaise budhe ko tum jaisi apsara mil jayegi…..
Mein:- aap se bas ye cheesy baatein karva lo…heheh..
Mausa ji:- Tumhe bharosa nahi…to khud dekh lo…..
itna keh k mausa ji apni pant ka button khol k usko aur apni underwear ko neeche sarka dete hai……ab unka hathyaar baahar aa chuka tha…aur usme taanav tha….jaise wo baapas se yud k tayyar ho…unka lund meri taraf dekh raha tha…aur mein uski….
Mein lund k dekh k sharma jaati ho…aur muskura k….
Mein:- accha baba maan gayi…ab kareye isko andar….
Mausa ji:- neha to pehle maan jaati…ab to ye baahar aa gaya hai….ab ye to khoon chakh k hi andar jayega…
Khoon se unka matlab sex tha…
Mein:- Mausa ji mein late ho rahi ho…jyada late hui to wo shaq karega…
Mausaji:- ab ye to tum pe hai…k tum kitni jaldi isko Thanda kar deti ho…

Ye keh k mausa ji apne lund k uppar ishara karte hai….
Mujhe late ho raha tha….aur idhar mausa ji baapas se garam the….
Mein:- Mausa ji aap samajh kyu nahi rahe…mein late ho rahi ho…
Mausa ji:- neha abhi time hai…mujhe maloom hai tum mujhko jaldi Thanda thanda karRocky(D)i…be a good girl….
Mein jaanti thi…k mausa ji kitne ziddi insaan hai..unhone jo keh diya wo manwa k hi rahenge…thakur jo hai….aur mein ye bhi jaanti thi..k mein late ho rahi thi…par sachai ye bhi thi…k unka khada lund dekh k mera mann jaan chuka tha…mujhe kis cheez k talab lag rahi thi….ye thi unke lund k paani ki…isliye maine…
Mein:- Theek hai…par jaldi karyenga…
Meri iss haa par mausa ji k chehra khil uthta hai…aur wo fauran apne kapde uttar k bistar par beith jaate hai….
Mausa ji:- Neha…..aaj meri lund se mere sperms k aakhiri bond tak nichhod lena….

Itna keh k mausa ji….mere hooto ko chhomne lagte hai….aur mein bhi uss mein unka saath deni lagti ho….mausa ji mere hootho ko choom rahe the…aur mein garam ho rahi thi…..choomte choomte mausa ji bistar par let jaatein hai…aur mere sar apne lund k upar kar dete hai…..
Mausaji k lund mere kareeb…muh aur dil k… mein pehle usko 2-3 baar choomti jaise koi premika apne premi ko choomti hai….mausa ji k lund pehle se hi tana hua tha…isliye mein usko haatho mein lekar seedhe apne muh se le leti ho…

mein mausa ji k lund k jaldi jharane k liye zor zor se chus or chat rahi thi…………mausa ji ne mujhe lund chusne me bahut hi maheer bana diya tha…………main kabhi soch bhi nahi sakti thi aise kabhi kisi ka lund chusungi………….aur wo bhi bade hi maje leti hui…..mein beech beech mein apni nazre mausa ji k taraf kar rahi thi…unka reaction dekhne k liye….mausa ji apni aakhein band kiye hue…meri lund chusai k mazza le rahe the…..unke muh se bas aahein nikal rahi thi…..aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaooooooooooo…..

Mujhe mausa ji k jaldi Thanda karna tha……isliye mein apni juban phir se bahar nikali aur aahishta aahista lund ki topi par pherne lagi …ya u kahiye chatne lagi……main puri topi par juban pher rahi thi……
meri juban se kuch thook nikal ke lund ki topi par lagne laga tha……lekin main apni thook ke sath lund ki topi chat rahi thi…….Mausa ji ko mere aisa karna bahot bha raha tha…ye unki kamar k uchalna mujhe bata raha tha…aur isliye ab mein apne honton ko kholti hui…mausa ji ke lund ki fulli hui moti topi apne apne honton se leti hui apne muh me bhar leti hu…..or use chusne lagti hu…….or honton ke andar se apni juban chalati hui topi ki ched par pherne lagti hu………

topi puri tarah mere muh ke andar fas gai thi ab or meri juban ki nukili nok topi ki shurakh par chal rahi thi……mausa ji k precum nikalna suru ho chuka tha…aur uska khaata swad mere muh mein ghul raha tha…
Mausa ji k aakhein ab mujh par thi aur meri unhe dekh rahi thi…mausa ji dekh rahe the k kaise unki beti k umar k shaddi suda ladki unka lund apne muh mein lekar choos chaat rahi hai…wahi mein dekh rahi thi…k mein kaise apne baap k umar k aadmi k lund ko muh mein liye ho aur usse enjoy kar rahi
Mausa ji:- Neha mera lund..poora apne muh k andar tak lo….deepthroat karo….
Mein to jaise mausa ji k gulaam ban chuki thi…isliye mein unka lund apne muh k andar leni lagi…jitna mujhse hoo pa raha tha…. mausa ji k lund mota aur lamba bhi to tha…kaha se wo poora muh k andar jaata….par sayad mausa ji mujhse kuch jyada hi expect kar rahe the…isliye…
Mausa ji khud par control nahi rakh pate hai or apne hath se mere sir ko tham lete hai…..or aahista aahista mere sir ko pakar ke apne lund ko mere muh me andar bahar karne lagte hai………Mausa ji koshish kar rahe the..k mera jitna ho sake unka lund mere muh k andar jaaye….isiliye wo mera sir pakad kar uspar apna haath se dawab bana rahe the….unko to ye sayad pasand aa raha tha…par meri jaan nikal rahi thi….jitne samay k liye unka lund mere gale mein rehta…meri saasein ruk jaati…aisa lagta mere praan nikalne waale ho…..isliye mein baar baar unka lund muh se bahaar nikaal deti….jo mausa ji k pasand nahi aa raha tha…
Mausa ji:- Neha I said deepthrought…..me….tum kyu baahar nikaal de rahi ho….
Itna keh k mausa ji k mere gaal par ek do thapad jad dete hai…..mausa ji k aise reaction se ….mein shocked thi…mere saath aisa kabhi nahi hua tha…mausa ji wild ho rahe the…mere saath…

Par mausa ji k isse kuch fark nahi tha…unko bas apni hawas mitani thi….isliye wo mujhe ab bistar par patak dete hai…aur mere upar aa jaate hai….mein bistar par peth k bal thi….aur mausa ji…mere boobs k upar aake beith jaate hai…..aur apna lund mere muh mein daal dete hai……ab mein khud k mausa ji ke hawale kar deti ho….Mausa ji ab mere muh k chudai kar rahe the….unke kamar k jhatke mujhe apne muh par lag rahe the…..mein unki gaand pakad kar unke jhatko k control karne k naakaam koshish kar rahi thi….mausa ji ek dum se jaanwar ban chuke the…
unka lund mere muh felata hua pura gale ke andar tak pahuch raha tha……..main tadap rahi thi unke lund ko apne muh se nikalne ke liye…….aisa lag raha tha ki jese puri saans ruk gai hai….me saans nahi le paa rahi thi…..

lekin mausa ji ko meri takleef se matlab nahi tha kyo ki jese hi main unke lund ko apne muh se nikalne ki kossis karti wo or zor se mere sir ko tham lete jisse me hill hi nahi paati aur wo aur jyada apne lund ko mere muh me ghussa dete ……..
mere muh se thook ki laal mere honton se nikal ke bheti hui mausa ji ke lund par lipatki jaa rahi thi…..or kuch kuch laal unke lund se tapkati hui ….mere face or boobs par girti jaa rahi thi…….. kabhi kabhi to mausa ji itna andar daal dete ki ulti karne ka jese mann hone lagta tha………
Mausa ji ke lund ki raftar aur tez ho gai thi sayed unka cum aane wala tha wo apna cum mere muh mein hi nikalne waale the….ye mein jaanti thi…aur chhati thi mein wahi thi…par unka tareeka galat tha…..
Mausa ji bed par khade ho jaate hain aur mein bistar par beithi rehti ho……mausa ji abhi bhi mere muh ko chod rahe the….aur mein chudwa rahi thi… bebas unke pairo ke paas bethi hui……..aur wo mere sir ko thame bina kisi raham ke apne lund ko mere muh k andar bahar kar rahe the…..
Mausa ji ab garam the….mere muh ki garmi…unke lund ko bardast nahi ho rahi thi…….ye unke tej hothe hue dhakke mujhe bata rahe the……wo jhadne wale the…sayad tabhi unki haathon k giraft mere sir par kas gayi thi… .

aur kuch hi der mein mausa ji k lund k ched se ek zor daar pichkaari nikli aur wo sheedhe mere gale se takrati hai……unka garam gaada khaata veerya mere muh mein tha…..jo meri halak mein jaana chahta tha…par waha to mausa ji k lund pehle se hi apni jagah banaye hue tha….mein unka lund apne muh se nikalne k koshish karti ho mausa ji k hathon ki grift itni mazboot thi ki main apne muh ko hata bhi nahi paai ….balki ab mausa ji ne aur zor se meri baalo ko pakar ke mere muh me apne lund ko or zor se dawa liya tha….mein jaise taise karke wo veerya apne gale k neeche uttar paati ho….mausa ji ne meri jo aaj muh k chudai k thi…uske liye saayad mein tyaar nahi thi….
Mausa ji ka lund ab dheela parne laga tha….uski motai or lambai ab mere muh ke andar kam hone lagi thi jisse jo takleef thi mere muh me wo ab kam hone lagi………or mere muh ko ab aram milne laga tha……sath hi ab mausa ji ki grift bhi kam ho gai thi mere sir par…….

Mausa ji ab apna lund baahar nikaal lete hai…..unke lund k aakar ab kisi chuaare jaisa ho gaya tha…Mausa ji waise hi nange bistar par beith jaate hai…kuch der baad mein uth kar bathroom chali jaati ho….mein abhi sehmi hui thi gabrai hui thi…jo mausa ji ne abhi kiya….wo kya tha…..wo to mere saath aise bartaaw kar rahe the….jaise mein koi RAAND ho….bazaaru aurat ho….call girl ho…..mein unse kaafi khaafa thi…isliye mujhe unse unke iss behaviour ka justification chahiye tha……isliye mein bathroom se tyaar hokar baahar aati ho….mausa ji baahar kamre mein kapde pehan k ready the….
Mausa ji:- Chale….
Mein(gusse mein):- ye kya tha…mausa ji….

Mausa ji:- kya…
Mein:- aapne jo abhi kiya….jis tareeke se kiya…kya wo sahi tha….Sex enjoy k liye hota naaki doosre ko dard dene k liye….i need justification..
Mausa ji:- Neha I am sorry…wo mein…mujhse galti ho gayi…
Mein:- galti ho gayi…and sorry my foot…aap sorry kahenge to aapne jo kiya wo theek ho jayenga…
Mausa ji:- Neha….kuch samay se mein pareshaan chal raha tha….business mein prob chal rahi hai….tumhare jaane k bhi ghao mein jheel raha ho….gussa tha…jo sayad aaj iss tarah se nikal gaya….
Mausa ji jaante the k mein emotional fool ho….isliye wo ye kahani bana raha the…par mein paagal…
Mein:- I can understand par ye sahi to nahi hai…..hame gussa aata hai par hum apne partner par aise to nahi nikalte….
Mausaji:- I am sorry neha…aage nahi hoga aisa…
Iss par mein mausa ji ko kuch jawab nahi deti bas waha se chalne k ishaara kar deti ho…kyunki mein jaanti thi ki iska koi justification ho hi nahi sakta…mujhe pata tha k mein ghar k liye late ho rahi ho…isliye maine wo baat wahi khatam kardi…aur hum dono lodge se neeche aake…apne apne ghar ko nikal jaate hai…mausa ji apni gaadi se…aur mein cab se…
Shaam k 7:30 baj chuke the…..mein cab mein beith chuki thi…k tabhi kaushal k phone aata hai….mein uska phone jhat se utha leti ho..
Kaushal :- Neha…kaha ho…
Mein:- Baby bas ghar aa rahi ho…tum kaha ho…
Kaushal:- Mein bhi bas office se nikla tha tumhare office k pass tha…socha pooch lo tum kaha ho…office hoti to pick kar leta…
Accha hua maine Kaushal se office k nahi bola…warna phas jaati…
Mein:- Nahi baby mein to ghar k liye nikal gayi…
Kaushal :- ok then ghar pahucho..mein bhi aata ho…
Tabhi mujhe yaad aata hai…k ghar par ek bhi contraceptive tablet nahi hai….aur mausa ji ne to aaj apna andar hi gira diya isliye mein turant…
Mein:- Accha Suno….baby….wo aaj hame karna hai…naa jo tumne bola tha…mall mein…to pls market se contraceptive pill le aana…
Kaushal (khush hote hue) :- Baby ghar par condom hai…tum chinta mat karo…
Mein:- naa baba…mujhe unn par bharosa nahi…waise bhi wo 100% safe nahi rehte…aur waise bhi tum jab karte ho…to tumhara itna bada ho jaata hai…pata nahi kab phaad de usko…isliye mujhe risk nahi lena….
Kisi bhi mard ko uski sex power, stamina…ya lund k tareef kardo…aur usse saare kaam karva lo…ye mein jaan chuki thi….aur tabhi
Kaushal:-  ok baby le aaonga….tum bas ready rehna…
Mein:- ok tiger….heheh…bye…
Itna keh k mein kaushalk phone kaat deti ho…mein ghar par pahuchne waali thi….mere sareer k garmi ab thandi ho chuki thi…isliye aaj dophar mein jo hua …wo mujhe bapas yaad aane laga tha….
Mere aur mere sasur k beech jo hua tha aaj…uske saath mein kaise jaongi ghar…kaise karongi unka saamna…sharm k kaaram mein paani paani ho rahi thi…aur soch rahi thi k hey bhagwan ab kya hoga….
Jaise jaise mein ghar k kareeb pahuch rahi thi…waise waise mere dil k dhadkan badh rahi thi…mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha..k mein kaise apne sasur k saamna karongi…kaise unse aakhein mila paongi…kyunki apni laaj to mein mall k trial room mein uttar aayi thi…mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha…k papa ne aaj jo kia kya wo sahi tha….kya unhe apni bahu k saath aisa karna chahiye tha….ya fir wo paristithi hi aisi thi k koi bhi aadmi behak jaata…acche acche rishi muni apni kaam agni ko nahi rok paaye to papa ji to ek sadharan purush hai……aur kaam agni par kisi k bas nahi chalta ye to mein bhi jaanti thi…
Ghar pahuch k mein fauran apne room mein chali jaati ho….jisse mujhe papa ji k saamna na karna pade….shaam k chai bhi mein..Radha se papa ji k pass bhijwa deti ho…jo roj mein dene jaaya karti thi…..papa bhi sayad ye samajh rahe the…k mein unke saamne nahi aa rahi thi…aur wo iska reason bhi jaante the…uss din maine khana bhi room par hi manga k kha leti ho… aur bahana tabyat k bana deti ho ….warna hamesha hum sab table par ek saath khana khate the… …papa ye sab dekh rahe the….
Raat ko bhi meri beichani kam nahi ho rahi thi…..ki aage mujhe kya karna chahiye…papa ka jo meri taraf attraction hai aur kahi na kahi mera unki taraf wo kaise kam kiya jaaye ya control kiya jaaye…kyunki ye kisi bhi samaj mein acceptable nahi tha…par kaise??…
Mere dimag mein ye sab chal hi raha thi…k tabhi Kaushal bed par aa jaata hai….aur mujhse aakar chipak jaata hai…wo mujhe aakar choomne lagta hai…
Mein:- Kya kar rahe ho Kaushal…
Kauhsal:- wahi ek miya biwi…karte hai…pyaar…
Itn keh k Kaushal bapas se mujhe choomna start kar deta hai…mujhe uska choomna accha nahi lag raha tha…kyunki mere dimag mein abhi kuch aur hi chal raha tha…par Kaushal uss samay garam tha…
Mein:- Kaushal aaj nahi kal karenge…aaj mood nahi hai…
Kaushal:- pls aaj mat roko…aaj tumhe jabse uss dress mein dekha hai…tabse mera khud par kaabu nahi hai….
Itna keh k kaushal bapas se mere gaalo par gale par choomne chaatne laga…Kaushal k aisi haalat dekh k mein papa k haalat k andaza lagana muskil nahi tha…papa ne pehli baar mujhe aisi ardha nagna dekha tha…jabki Kaushal to pata nahi kitni baar mere saath physical ho chuka tha…
Kaushal k aise agreesive kissing smooching karna ab mujhe bhi accha lagne laga tha….har pal k saath ab meri andar k aag ki garmi badhne lagi thi…meri kaamvasna jaagne lagi thi…dheere dheere ab mein bhi Kaushal k saath dene lagi thi…

Meri naa kab haa mein badal gayi thi…ye mujhe bhi pata nahi chala tha……abhi kuch ghanto pehle hi mausa ji ne meri palangtod chudai k thi…par ab fir se meri vaasna jaag gayi thi….
Idhar mein aur Kaushal apni kaamagni ko Thanda kar rahe the…to wahi papa apne kamre mein mere khayal mein khoye hue the….unki aakhon se neend kauso door thi…unke aakhon k saamne baar baar mera kamsin badan aa raha tha…wo chah kar bhi mujhe apne dimag se nahi nikal paa rahe the…mein unke itne pass thi par fir bhi kitne dor thi…yahi cheez unko khaaye jaa rahi thi….mera akarshan unko pal pal maar raha tha…kahi na kahi wo apne bete se jalne lage the….kyunki mein unki naa hoke unke bete ki thi….
Unka dil har pal dukh raha tha ye soch kar k koi aur mard joki unka khud k beta tha…wo kaise unki so called premika k badan se khelta hoga…aur aaj bhi khel raha hoga….papa apne antarmann se kaafi der tak sangharsh karte rahe……kabhi wo apne aap ko samjha rahe the to kabhi wo mujhe apni bahon mein mehsoos kar rahi the…….ab unka ek ek pal akele katna mushkil hota jaa raha tha….
Mummy ji kamre mein gehri neend mein soo rahi thi….par papa k aakhon se neend kauso door thi…aur issi man k uthal puthal mein wo apne kamre se bahar nikal jaate hai….aur mere kamre k aur bhadne lagte hai…
Iss sab se bekhabar mein aur Kaushal apni kaam leela mein vyast the….hamare sareer par ab ek bhi kapda nahi tha….hum dono nagna ek doosre ko choom chaat rahe the…Kaushal kabhi meri boobs ko choos raha tha…to kabhi meri nipples ko daaton k beech daba kar kaat raha tha…uska aisa karna mere muh se aahein aur siskiyaan nikal raha tha….jo uss raat k khamoshi mein gate k bahar bhi halke halke sunai de raha tha…..aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh……….
Wahi bahar khade papa meri ye aahein sunn paa rahe the….unko meri ye maze k aahein saasein kisi garam kholte hue cheez k tarah unke kaano mein jaa rahi thi……unko ye bardaast karna muskil ho raha tha…k mein abhi unke bete k saath bistar par apne sareer k pyaas bhuja rahi ho….
Kaushal ab mere andar apna lund daal chuka tha….meri mausa ji se chudaai se sooji hui choot ko Kaushal k lund bhi lena muskil ho raha tha….mujhe dard ho raha tha…par mazza bhi bahot aa raha tha….aur waise bhi halka halka metha dard mujhe pasand tha…par sayad wo dard hi tha…jo meri aahon k awaaz…ko aur tez kar raha tha…

Mein:- aaaaoooooooooooo……………Ooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh……..Fuck me Kaushal fuck me…
Meri ye awaazein papa k kaanon tak bhi halki halki jaa rahi thi….ab ye unke bardaast se baahar ho raha tha…isliye…wo kuch aisa karte hai…jo…kabhi kisi baap se expect nahi kiya jaa sakta…
Wo dabe pao…jaakar bahar lage electric meter se ghar k saare fuse short kar dete hai….jisse achanak poore ghar k light chali jaati hai….light k achanak jaane se ac achanka band ho jaata hai….jisse kamre mein garmi hona suru ho jaati hai….par hum abhi bhi apne kaamvasna mein dobe hue the…light jaane k garmi k hum par kuch asar nahi ho raha tha…Kaushal abhi bhi apne lund se meri choot par prahar kar raha tha….aur meri choot uske har prahar k saath aur garam ho rahi thi……usme ras bhar raha tha…hum apne charamsukh k behad kareeb the…Par papa k hote hue k kaise mumkin tha…
Hum apni manzil k aur badh raha k tabhi…papa apne kamre k baahar se Kaushal k awaaz dete hai…
Papa ji:- Kaushal…bete dekho to light kyu chali gayi….
Hum papa k awaaz sun to lete hai….par uspe koi react nahi karte kyunki abhi hum par hawas bhari thi…

par papa bhi kaha manne wale the….isliye wo aur tez awaaz mein..
Papa ji:- Kaushal…
Papa k aise Kaushal k pukarne se Kaushal ek dum se ruk jaata hai….aur dhakke marna band kar deta hai….
Kaushal:- Papa bula raha hai…mein dekh k aata ho…
Mein:- abhi aise mujhe beech mein chod k kaha jaa rahe ho….thoda ruk jao…
Itna keh k mein Kaushal k gaand par apne dono haath rakh leti ho…aur apne dono pair uski kamar par kash leti ho……aur uski gaand ko aage peeche karne lgti ho…jisse uska lund meri choot mein andar baahar hota rahe…mein bahot garam thi…hawas, vaasna mujh par chadi hui thi….

Par papa bhi kam kameene nahi the…wo fir se awaaz dete hai…aur iss baar Kaushal mere upar se uth jaata hai…aur apne kapde pehan k baahar chla jaata hi…
Kaushal k aise mujhe garam chod k jaane se mein bahot gusse mein thi…. agar wo 5 min aur ruk jaata to aisa kya bigad jaata….aise apni biwi ko garam chod k kaun jaata hai..par Kaushal tehra apne papa k gulaam…
Kaushal k baahar jaate hi…
Papa:- Kaushal dekh na light kyu chali gayi…
Kaushal: Jee papa.
Itna keh k Kaushal baahar lage hue electric meter k taraf nikal jaata hai….aur papa pata nahi kyu mere kamre k taraf…iss sab se ajnaan mein apni kaamagni mein jal rahi thi…meri choot gheeli thi…wo ab Kaushal k wait nahi kar sakti thi…isliye..
Mein apna haath haule se apni dono boobs par le jati ho aur bade halke haathon se usey bari bari se masalney lagti hain…………aur dheere dheere apne dono nipples ko apne haathon mein lekar usey zoron se kheenchney lagti hain………to kabhi usey ungliyon ke beech dabati ho…… Ek baar fir se mere jism mein ek sirhan si daud gayi thi……..mein apna ek haath neechey k taraf le jaati ho aur apne haathon ko choot par rakhkar usko halke halke ragadne lagti ho……ek baar fir se mere jism kisi aag ke bhattey ke saman tapne laga tha……

Jab mein apne sareer k saath khel rahi thi…..ussi waqt papa mere kamre k baahar khade hue the…waise to Kaushal darwaza band karke gaya tha…par wo sahi dhang se nahi laga tha…darwazza halka khula hua tha….chuki mere kamre mein baahar k lagi hui street light k roshni aa rahi thi…isliye papa k mein dikh rahi thi….papa mujhe apne sareer k saath khelte hue dekh rahe the…waise maine apne upar chaadar odd rakha tha…jisse mere nanga badan papa ko saaf nahi dikh raha tha…
Papa ji k lund to mano tann kar is kadar akada hua tha jaise aabhi uska lund pant faad kar bahar nikal padega….aur hota bhi kyu naa wo kisi apsara jaisi ladki ko apne sareer se khelte hue pehli baar jo dekh rahe the…
Wahi maine apni choot mein ab halke halke se unglia daalni suru kar diya tha…jo mujhe mere andar lund hona k feel de rahi thi……ek baar fir se meri saansein tezz ho chuki thi …..dheere dheere meri siskari bhi badhney lagti hain jaise jaise meri ungaliyon ki raftaar tezz aur tezz hoti chali jati hain…………meri choot se pani ki dhara bhi tezi se behna shuru ho jati hain……….is waqt meri choot puri tarah se gili thi………..jisssey meri ungliyaan badi aasani se ander bahar ho rahi thi…….

Ye sab baahar khade hokar papa dekh rahe the…unka lund bhi ab unke haathon mein tha…jis raftaar se mein apni choot mein ungli kar rahi utni raftaar se papa bhi apne lund ko hila rahe the….
iss sab se bekhabar mera pati baahar fuse theek karne mein laga hua tha…. wahi uska baap uski biwi ko dekh kar apna lund hila raha tha…
Mein tezi se apni ungali apne choot mein ander bahar kar rahi thi……..Mere jehan mein kabhi mausa ji aate to kabhi mere sasur…….kaushal mere khyalo mein nahi tha…..mein pal pal dono ko yaad kar apne choot mein ungali ander bahar kar rahi thi…..Chuki mera orgasm nazdeek tha… isliye kareeb 5 minute ke ander hi mera kaam rus nikal jata hain aur mein wahin cheekhtey hue jharney lagti hain……aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh……oooooooooooooo…….h
Wahi papa meri siskiyaan aur mera orgasm dekh k aur utejit ho jaate hai…aur wo aur kas kas apna ling hilane lagte hai….

Wahi mein ab thak k choor ho chuki thi aur isliye…aur ab mujhe garmi bhi lagne lagi thi chuki light gaye hue waqt bhi ho gaya….isliye mein apne upar se chaadar hata deti ho…aur pet k bal bistar par karwat lekar let jaati ho….
Mere chaadar hatate hi…mera poora nanga sareer papa k saamne hota hai….wo pehli baar mujhe aise nange dekh rahe hote hai…meri khuli hui gaand nangi peth chaand k roshni mein kisi diamond k jaise chamak rahi thi….

Ye scene papa k garmi ko charam tak pahuchne k liye kaafi thi…aur tabhi agle kuch palo mein wo bhi apne veerya wahi gate par nikaal dete hai….unka saara veerya date par aur kuch floor par gir jaata hai….

Wahi Kaushal bhi fuse theek kar deta hai…aur ab ek ek karke karke kamro k light aana suru ho jaati hai….yahi dekh k papa fauran waha se nikal jaate hai…aur dabe pao apne kamre mein aa jaate hai…mummy abhi bhi soo rahi thi…
Kaushal ghar k light theek karke baapas aata hai k tabhi uska pair apne kamre k saamne fisal jaata hai aur wo gir padta hai…usko halki chot lagti hai…par wo khud se uth jaata hai…uska girna mein sunn leti ho isilye mein fauran chaddar odh kar uske pass bhaag k jaati ho…aur usko bistar par beitha deti ho…
Mein:- Kya hua kaise gire…
Kaushal:- are pata nahi baahar kuch fislan thi…ussi se fisal gaya…
Mein:- Tum aaram se leto…mein kuch dawai laga deti ho..
Itna keh k mein darwaaze k pass jati ho…aur gate band karne lagti ho…k tabhi mera haath par kuch chipchipa sa mehsoos hota hai…..wo bada ajeeb sa tha…chuki light kam thi isliye saaf nahi dikh raha tha….par wo paani nahi tha….mein usko sooghne k liye naak k pass le jaati ho….to mere hoosh hi udd jaate hai…wo to veerya ki smell thi…sperms ki….mujhe pehle bharosa nahi hota…ye kaise ho sakta hai…sayad ye mera waham hai…
Iss waham ko dor karne k liye…wo cheez mein apne doosre haath par le leti ho….aur dubara songhti ho…..par usme smell ussi ki thi….
apne shaq ko dor karne k liye pata nahi kyu par mein wo haath par lagi cheez ko chaat k dekhti ho..….
Wo VEERYA hi tha…insaan k lund k paani…mein itna experience to ho hi chuka tha…isska…k mein ye bata pao….
Par waha mere room k baahar aisa kaun karke jayenga…..uss ghar mein to sirf do mard hi to hai….ek Kaushal aur doosre…….MERE SASUR….
Mere sasur…kahi ye unka kiya to nahi….mere man mein laakh sawaal aa rahe the….par jawaab mere pass ek ka bhi nahi tha…mujhe shaq unpe hi jaa raha tha…par vishwaa nahi ho raha tha…k aisa wo kar sakte hai….aur agar ye unhone kiya to kab kiya jab mein aur Kaushal sex kar rahe the…k tab jab mein khud se masturbate kar rahi thi….kahi unhone mujhe wo karte hue dekha to nahi…mujhe kuch samajh mein nahi aa raha tha…k ye kya ho raha hai…..mera dimaag to maano fat raha ho…
Agar papa ji hi the…to ab wo maryaada cross kar rahe the…aur mujhe unko rokna padega….meri taraf unka jo akarshan hai usko kam karna padega….aur iska ek hi ilaaz tha…unse doori…mujhe unse kuch din k liye dori banani padega..issi mein iss parivaar ki…meri aur hum sab ki bhalai hai…sayad wo doori hi thi…jo unhe aur mujhe kuch samay degi soochne smajhne ko…..sayad samay k saath wo ye samjhe k wo jo kar rahe hai aur jo karna chah rahe hai wo galat hai….par sawaal tha doori kaise????
Aur uss sawaal k jawaab tha..…mausi….mujhe mausa ji ne bataya tha..k wo kuch din k liye baahar jaa rahe hai…aur issi liye mausi aur komal waha akeli rahengi…isse accha mauka kya hoga….kyunki mein uss samay bhi mausa ji se khaffa thi…..mein unke rehte waha nahi jaana chahti thi…par agar wo waha nahi honge to koi problem nahi thi….…
Iss plan ko successful banana k liye mujhe pehle mausi k bhi manana tha..k wo apni tabyat kharab ka bahana kare…..jiske liye maine agli subah unko phone kiya…….par wo itni jaldi nahi maani par akhir apni beti k baat ek maa kitni baar taal sakti hai..aur issi liye akhir kaar wo maan gayi…ab doosra tha..kaushal ko manana jo ki aasaan tha…kaushal k har nas ko mein jaanti thi…mein jaanti thi mujhe kya kehna hai aur uspe Kaushal k reacton kya hoga…aur wahi hua bhi…maine Kaushal ko emotional blackmail kiya aur Kaushal mujhe mausi k yaha chodne ko ready ho gaya…
Aur ab Kaushal k apni maa ko manana tha…jo tuff tha…par akhir kaar wo bhi maan gayi..par wo usse khush nahi thi…jiska pata mujhe unki aur radha k baatein sun k pata chala..jaha wo meri burai kar rahi thi..k aajkal k bahu apne ghar par rukna hi nahi chahti unko to sasuraal kaatne ko daudta hai…par unko ye kaun samjhata k ye mein unke liye hi kar rahi ho….aur iss ghar k bhale k liye hi kar rahi ho…
Kaushal mujhe mausi k ghar chod deta hai….papa ji mere jaane par dukhi the..ye unki aakhein mujhe saaf bayan kar rahi thi…par wo kuch nahi bolte…bolte bhi kaise… kis muh se kyunki kahi na kahi wo bhi jaante the…k mein kyu jaa rahi ho…unko kahi na kahi pata tha..k mausi k tabyat kharab hona ek bahana hai….mein unse dor jaana chah rahi ho…unko haal waise hi tha…ki haath ko aaya muh naa laga….wo apni manzil k itne pass the….par ab kitne door….unhone kitni baar koshish ki mere se baat karne k par har baar koi na koi aa jaata tha…yaa fir mein waha se chali jaati thi…
Mein mausi k ghar par thi…par mera man abhi bhi beichaan tha…mein do rahe par khadi thi….mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha..k kis aur jao….
Agar mein apni patni dharm nibhati ho….aur papa ji se apni doori banati ho…to papa ji ko khast hoga…wo dukhi rahenge…aur koi marta hua insaan apni akhiri samay dukhi rahe ye kaha ki Mahanta hai….aur agar mein papa ji k aur jaati ho…to kahi na kahi mein apne parivaar ko..apne pati ko…dhoka dongi…aur waise dhoka to mein de hi rahi thi…mere avadh sambandh to mere mausa ji k saath the hi…to kahi se bhi mein apne aap ko Pavitra to maan nahi sakti thi…par ek hi ghar mein do aadmi se sambandh rakhna…ye kuch aise sawaal the…jo mujhe har pal sata rahe the…
Sirf mere man beichaan nahi tha…mere sasur k bhi tha…har pal har chad unko meri yaad sata rahi thi…unke aakhon k aage har dam mera chehra aa jaata tha..…meri hasi…mere muskurana…mera junoon unke upar bhaari ho raha tha….mera unse aise door hona unko andar hi andar khaye jaa raha tha …aur sayad isliye hi…
Wo baar baar mujhe contact karne k liye…call karte rehte the…chahe office ho ya ghar….par mein jaan bhojkar unka call nahi uthati thi…mujhe aaye hua muskil se 2 din hi hua the…aur unke 200-250 call kar chuke the…papa kisi paagal aashiq k tarah ho chuke the….
Uss din mein aur mausi ghar par the…k tabhi achanak ghar k ghanti bajti hai…Mausi gate kholne jaati hai…aur dekhti hai mere sasur gate par the…
Mausi:- Namaste bhai saab…
Papa ji:- Namaste Bhabhi ji…wo mein yaha se nikal raha tha…socha aap log se milte chalo…aap ki tabyat k baare mein bhi pooch lo…
Mausi:- bahot accha kiya aapne….aaye andar…
Itna keh k mausi papa ji k andar bula leti hai…mein iss sab se bekhabar thi..
Mausi:- Neha…dekh tere papaji aaye hue hai…
Papa ji…yaha ghar par…bina bataye…..unka sunn k mere dil maano ghode k raftaar se dhodne laga…wo ghar par the..aur ab mein unse naa milo…to ye bhi accha nahi lagta…
Isliye mein naa chahte hue bhi unse milne aa gayi..
Mein(muskurate hue):- Namaste papa ji…

Papa ki to maano dil k dua Kabol ho gayi ho…mujhe dekh k…mujhe dekh k to wo kuch palo k liye kho se gaye…
Mausi :- are namaste kya pao padho….sasur hai tumhare…
Chuki mein papa se kaafi friendly ho chuki thi…isliye ye pao padhna to mein bhool hi gayi thi…mausi k kehne par mein turant jaakar papa ji k pao choo leti ho……mere pao choote hi papa mujhe fauran apne haatho se mere baaju pakad kar upar utha leta hai…papa k haath apne sareer par choote hi mere tan badan mein ek Bijli si daud jaati hai…
Papa ji:- Khush raho neha…

Papa k chehre par ek alag khushi thi mujhe apne itne kareeb dekhkar….ashirwaad dene k bahane wo mere badan ko choo rahe the…feel kar rahe the..
Mausi:- aaj kal k ladkiya bhool hi jaati hai pao choona……ab sasuraal mein itne pyaar milta hai…sasur bahu..to aajkal baap beti k tarah rehte hai…
Ye sach tha…par mere aur mere sasur k rista ho kahi se baap beti wala nahi tha…ye sachai thi…mausi k baat sun k papa ji thode jhap jaate hai aur turant apna haath mere kandoo se hata lete hai…..mausi papa ji ko drawing room mein beitha deti hai…..mein bhi unke saath wahi beith jaati ho…
Mausi :- bhaisaab aap aaye hame bahot accha laga…ye abhi kaam se baahar gaye hai…warna ye bhi bahot khush hote…aap aaye hamare to Bhagya khul gaye…
Papa Ji:- are bhabhi aap bhi…hehehe..
Mausi:- accha bhaishab aap kya lenge…Thanda, garam….
Papa:- Bhabhi chai chalegi….
Mausi:- bahot badhia mein abhi bana k laati ho…
Mausi agar chai banana jaati to mujhe papa ji k saath akele baithna padta…isliye mein turant…
Mein:- aap ruko mausi mein bana deti ho…
Itna keh k mein room se nikal kar kitchen mein chali jaati ho…..papa samajh rahe the k maine aisa kyu kiya…par mere sasur bhi kaha kam the…
Papa ji:- aur Bhabhi shaadi k album to aa gaya hoga…
Mausi:- haa bhaishab aa gaya….bahot acchi photo aayi hai sabki…mein leke aati ho…
Itna keh k mausi bhi kamre se nikal kar apne kamre k aur chali jaati hai album nikalne…yahi mauka paake papa jhat se kitchen mein aa jaate hai…aur waha rakha doodh k bartan wash basin mein gira dete hai….mein jab tak unko rokti tab tak wo ye kar chuke the…wo turant aisa karke kitchen se bahar nikal jaate hai….bartan ki girne k awaaz sunkar mausi bhi kitchen mein aa jaati hai…aur waha gira hua doodh dekhti hai…
Mausi:- beta ye kaise gir gaya…
Mein:- mausi wo haath se chot gaya…
Ab mausi k kya batati ye mere sasur ne kiya..
Mausi:- ruk mein baahar se doosra le aati ho…tu yahi ruk..
Mein:- mausi mein le aati ho…aap yaha rukiye…
Tere sasur aaye hai aur tu hi ghar par na rahe accha lagta hai…wo bhi kya sochenge…mein abhi lekar aati ho…itna keh k mausi kichen se baahar nikal jaati hai…
Mausi:- bhaishab aap thodo beitho…mein bahar se aati ho…
Papa ji to ye chahte hi the…k mere aur unke alava ghar par koi naa ho….
Papa ji:- theek hai bhabhi.…
Jaise hi mausi ghar se baahar nikalti hai….mausi turant uthkar kitchen mein aa jaate hai…
Papa ji:- Neha tum mera call kyu nahi utha rahi…
Mein(sar jhuka kar):- aisa kuch nahi hai…
Papa:- Neha mein koi baccha nahi ho….jo ye nahi samajh sako…jo tum kar rahi ho..
Mein:- papa aap galat samajh rahe hai…
Papa:- mein jaanta ho…tum yaha kyu aayi ho….hamare beech jo special hai tum usse bhaag rahi ho………yahi sach hai naa…
Mein papa k baat ka koi jawaab nahi deti bas sar jhuka k shaant khadi rehti ho…
Papa:- Tumhari ye khamsoi cheek cheek k sachai bol rahi hai neha….
Mein kab tak shaant rehti…
Mein:- papa par wo galat hai….hamare beech aisa kuch nahi hona chahiye..
Papa:- Kya galat hai…meri dil mein jo tumhare liye feelings hai…jo kahi na kahi tumhare andar bhi hai…wo galat hai…aur kyu galat hai….kya ek mard ek ladki se pyaar karna galat hai….sirf isliye k wo uska sasur hai…
Mein:- Haa papa…aap mere sasur hai…aapke dil mein mere liye pyaar jaisi feelings aana galat hai….mein aapke ladke k biwi ho…aapki bahu ho…
Papa:- to kya sirf mera itna gunaah hai k mein tumhara sasur ho…aur tum meri bahu…sirf isliye mein apne andar pal raha tumhare pyaar ko maar do….
Mein:- papa aap samajh kyu nahi rahe…
Papa:- mein sab samajh raha ho….k tum aisa kyu kar rahi ho….k jamana kya kahega…samaj kya kahega….par mein kaise samjhao iss dil ko jo til til tumhare pyaar mein mar raha hai…
Mein:- par papa ye sahi nahi hai…aapki ye feelings mere liye galat hai…
Papa:- mein galat ho par kya tum bhi galat ho…kya tum nahi chahane lagi ho mujhe…neha tumse jyada zindagi jee hai maine…mein jaanta ho….k kahi na kahi tumbhi mujhe pasand karti ho…tumhari aakhein bolti hai..
Papa k ye baat sach thi…kahi na kahi mein bhi unko pasand karti thi…
Mein:- papa mein Kaushal ki ho…kaushal mera pati hai…mein aur kisi k liye waisi feeling nahi laa sakti…..samaj kya kahenga…
Papa:- Draupadi k paach pati the….aur aaj duniya unko poojti hai….
Mein:- papa aap jo keh rahe hai…wo iss janam mein possible nahi hai…
Papa:- theek hai neha…mein samajh gaya…aur waise bhi mere kitne din reh gaye hai…par kya tum mujhe agle janam mein milogi…waada karo…
Mein:- ye aap kaisi baat kar rahe hai papa…
Papa:- kyu sahi to keh raha ho…waada karo…k agle janam mein mujhe meri neha milegi…tum milogi…
Mein:- paagal ho gaye hai aap…aisa kahi hota hai….
Papa:- haa saayad…
Itna keh k papa k aakhon se aashoo girne lage…
Mein:- papa sambhaliye aapne aap ko….
Papa:- Neha tum mere Jeevan mein kyu aayi….sab theek to chal raha tha…mein apni wahi ghatiya zindagi mein khush to tha…
Mein:- papa I am sorry…par aap jo chahte hai wo possible nahi hai…
Papa:- kyu nahi hai neha…apne dil se pooch…. kya mera pyaar tumhare liye kuch nahi hai…..kya sirf ek sindoor lagane se tum Kaushal k ho gayi ho…. …agar agar aisa hai to ye lo…
Itna keh k papa wahi rakha knife haath mein uthate hai….aur apni anghota kaat lete hai….
Mein(rokhte hue)- papa ye kya kar rahe hai aap….
Mein papa k haath k pakad leti ho….par papa apna haath chuda k…meri maang mein apna khoon sindoor k tarah laga dete hai……
Mein:- Papa ye kya kiya aapne…
Papa:- wahi jo mere dil ne kaha…. tum sirf meri ho sirf meri….
Itna keh k papa mujhe apni baahon mein bhar lete hai…apne sasur ko apne itne kareeb paakar mein machal jaati ho…mein chah kar bhi unka virodh nahi kar paati…mein unki majboot baahon mein pigli jaa rahi thi…Apne sasur k aisa paaglo waala pyaar dekh k mere aakhon se aashoo beh rahe the….wo kasht mein the…unka pyaar sacha tha…wo mujhe sache dil se chahne lage the…unka haal uss samay wahi tha..jo saayad kabhi Ranjha ka hota hoga apni heer k liye….mera viyog unko til til maar raha tha….unki baahon k pakad se saaf pata chal raha tha…k wo mujhe apne se dor nahi hone dena chhate….mein unki kamjoori ban chuki thi…
Unke aakhon k aasoo mere gale ko gheela kar rahe the….mujhe bhi unki majboot baahon mein ajeeb sa sukhoon mil raha tha…waise bhi aisi kaun ladki hogi jo nahi chahti ki koi ladka usse aise tot k pyaar kare…..mere case mein wo mere sasur the…..mein bhi kab tak apne dil ko rok paati…sach to ye tha..k mein bhi unse pyaar karne lagi thi….mein kab tak apne aap se jhooth bolti….sach ko galat bolti…
Mein papa k baahon mein thi……mere sareer unse kisi magnet k tarah chipka hua tha…

Papa:- Bhale hi tum mujhse kabhi nahi bol pao…magar mein acchey se jaanta ho….tumhare lab bhale hi khamosh rahe par tumhari nazrein sach bol deti hai neha…mein padh sakta ho tumhari inn nigahon ko…mein jaanta ho tumhe maryaada ki seema ne bandh rakha hai….aur tum chah kar bhi use paar nahi kar paa rahi ho….par jis din tum usko paar kar loogi…uss din tum apne Jeevan ki saari khusyaan paa loogi…..mujhe paa loogi….mein tumhe wo sab donga jo tumhe Kaushal deta hai…sukh….maansik aur saarerik….kaushal k saath jo tum kami mehsoos karti ho…wo kami mein tumhaari poori karonga…Neha…par uske liye tumhe meri bahu nahi meri girlfriend banna padega….
Itna keh k papa apni kamar ko mere sareer se aur kas k chipka dete hai…unka khada mota lamba lund mujhe apni pet par chubhta mehsoos hota hai…unke lund k chuan mere tan badan mein aag lagane k liye kaafi thi…
Mera sareer garam ho raha tha…papa k ling k sparsh aur unki baatein sun k…tabhi papa apna ek haath mere chin par le jaate hai…aur bade aahiste se mere sar ko upar k aur uthat hai…ab meri aur papa k nazreein ek doosre k ek tak dekh rahi thi…
Papa:- Neha tum kitni haseen ho ye tumhe bhi nahi pata….aur tum jaise haseen khoobsurat ladki ko kabhi bhi apna man nahi maarna chahiye….hame ye sareer sirf ek baar milta hai…isliye jitna ho sake hame uska sukh bhoogna chhaiye….bhagwaan ne mujhe ek zindagi di hai neha….aur mein nahi chahta k jab mein jao iss duniya se ….mere man k ek gum rahe k kaash mein tumse keh paata ki……..I LUV YOU….NEHA…I LUV U….
Mein unhe aur wo mujhe dekh rahe the…unki aakhein saaf bata rahi thi k wo jo bhi bol rahe the wo sach tha…unka pyaar sachha tha mere liye….mere man mein kautuhal tha…par mere lab shaant the…bas aakhein thi…jo sayad bol rahi thi…k mein bhi unse pyaar karti ho…aur papa saayad ye padh rahe the…

Wo apna chehra mere chehre k pass late hai..aur mere chehra k choomne lagte hai…unka aise choomna mujhe accha lag raha tha….unke hoothon k sparsh apne jism par paakar mein khush thi…par shaant thi….mein waha kisi murti k tarah khadi hui thi….
Ab papa apne hooth mere hoothon par rakh dete hai…aur mere hooth choomne lagte hai…..meri sharm se aakhein band ho jaati hai…papa apne ek haath meri kamar mein daal dete hai aur mujhe kas k apni aur kheech lete hai…jisse unka lund mere pet se maano chipak sa jaata hai…..aur mere boobs unke sheene se chipak jaate hai…

Papa smooch karte mein apni jeebh mere hoothon par fair rahe the chaat rahe the….unki jeeb mere dono hoothon k beech se andar jaane k liye jagah banana k koshish kar rahi thi….mein bhi ab garam thi…isliye mein bhi apna muh khol deti ho…papa ji apni jeebh mere muh k andar dheere dheere daalne lagte hai…meri aur papa k jeebh ab aapas mein khel rahi thi….jisse papa k lund aur akadney laga tha…jo mujhe pata chal raha tha…
Papa k saason k garmi mujhe papa k haal bata rahi thi…unka bas chalta ho wo mujhe ussi waqt wahi pe bhoog lete par wo waqt samaya ur jagah sahi nahi thi…aur ye papa jaante the..
Mein papa k baahon mein machal rahi thi…papa mere hoothon ko jeebh ko choos rahe the….mein papa k haathon k katputli ho chuki thi….mein aur papa ek doosre ko choom rahe the…isse bilkul anjaan k mausi ghar k gate par thi…mausi jaise hi ghar k gate kholtihai..uski awaaz sunkar hame hosh aata hai k hum kya kar rahe hai…

Papa fauran mujhse doori bana lete hai aur jhat se kitchen se baahar nikal jaate hai…aur drawing room mein beith jaate hai…mein wahi kitchen mein khade hokar apne kapde theek karne lagti ho…
Mausi ghar mein ghuste hi..
Mausi:- bhaishaab maaf kijiyega…aane mein thoda late ho gayi..
Late….papa k chehra dekhne layak tha…
Papa ji:- are Bhabhi koi nahi…mujhe to pata hi nahi chala…
Chalta bhi kaise apni bahu k maze jo le rahe the…
Mausi:- bhaisaab bas 2 min dejiye aapko abhi chai bana k deti ho..
Papa ji:- Bhabhi ab to bhook bhi lag aayi ab to mein chai k saath pakode bhi khaunga…khilayegi bhbahi…heheheh
Mausi:- are bhaishaab kyu nahi….samdhi ji…kuch bole…hum kaise mana kar sakte hai…hehe..
Papaji:- Bhabhi aapka ghar to upar bhi hai…
Mausi:- haa bhaishaab 2 kamre hai upar….shaadi se pehle neha upar k kamre mein hi rehti thi…
Papaji:- accha bahot badhia…maine dekha nahi upar kaisa hai…ghar..
Mausi:- To abhi dekh lejiye…mein neha se bol deti ho…wo dikha degi..
Papa yahi to chahte the…..
Mausi:- Neha…apne papaji k upar k ghar dikha do…mein jab tak sab k liye chai pakode bana deti ho…
Mein samajh chuki thi…k papa kyu upar k ghar dekhne k liye utsuk hai….ye sirf ek bahana tha…Mein kuch kehti ussey pehle hi papa stairs chadne lagte hai…aur mujhe peeche se pukarte hai…
Papa:- Neha chalo…
Chuki ab mein bhi garam thi…vaasna roopi saitaan ab mujh par bhi haawi tha…siliye mein bhi unke peeche peeche chal di…

Papa aur mujhe pata tha…k hum upar safe hai..kyunki mausi k seedi chadne mein takleef hoti hi…
Papa ji…aur mein jaise jaise seedhiya chad rahe the…waise waise meri dhadkan badh rahi thi…ye waise hi feelings thi jaise sayad kisi ladki ko apne suhaagraat mein hoti hogi…Papa man hi mann bahut khus the aaj unki sari muraad ek ek kar poori ho rahi thi….
Mere maathey k sindoor……..kanon k jhumkey…….aankhon k kajal ……aur gale k mangalsutra…….ye sab the Kaushal k naam k….par mein fir bhi Kaushal se bewafai kar rahi thi….
Hum first floor par aa chuke the…..papa k chehre par ek alag si Muskaan thi…..papa mere kamre k baahar khade hokar..
Papa:- Neha yahi hai tumhara room…
Mein sar jhukkar sar haa mein hila deti ho…Papa kamre k darwaaza khol dete hai… papa wahin chaukhath par khade rehta hain mujhe dekhkar haule se muskura dete……..aur ander aane ka ishara karte hain…….
Mein kisi katputli k tarah muskura k kamre k andar chali jaati hai….Mere chehrey par is waqt sharam aur excitement dono ka mila jula roop tha…….mere andar aate hi…papa jhat se darwaza latka dete hai… hain aur turant mere nazdeek aa jaate hain……….mein papa ko aisey apne nazdeek aata hua dekhar mein jhat se unse door ho jati ho…….ye dekhkar papa  tadap utthe hain………aur meri saari k pallu peeche se pakad lete hai…
Papa:- Neha kyu tadpa rahi ho…….na jane kitne dinon se is pal ka maine badi hi besabri se intezar kiya hain……aab mujhse aur nahin raha jata…….mere kareeb aao naa……..

Mein bhi papa ko chedte hue…
Mein:- itni bhi betabi aachi nahin…….thoda sabra rakhiye sabra ka fal meetha hota hain…….
itna kehkar mein dheere se muskura deti ho…….. Mein uss din deep back blouse pehne hue thi…… isey pehenney par peeth kaafi khuli hui thi..…kyunki aise blouse mein sasuraal mein nahi pehanpaati thi…isliye ye maine uss din ghar par pehan rakha tha…
Papa meri nangi peeth ko dekh rahe ya kahu mein unhe dikha rahi thi…unki andar k aag ko bhadka rahi thi….mujhe pata tha papa mere iss roop ko dekhkar paagal ho rahe the….mein apni aadawon ki bijli papa par gira rahi thi….
Papa :- Neha aisa lag raha hain jaise main khuli aankhon se koi sapna dekh raha hoon…….tum sach mein kisi pari ki tarah sunder lag rahi ho……..vishwaas nahin hota mujhe aaj apne aap par………………
Itna keh k papa ji teji se mere peechay aa jaate hain aur mere peechay aakar aaram se meri peeth se chipak jaate hai….woh apni garden aagey jhuka kar meri garden par apna honth rakh deta hain…….papa ke is harkat meri sansein ek baar fir se tezz ho jati hain…….mein fir se dheere dheere bechain hone lagti hain…….papa apne ek haath se meri peth ko choo rahe the…wahi doosre haath wo mere poore haath par chala rahe the….
Meri ankhein band kar leti h… papa dheere dheere apne jeebh mere  kaan ke paas le jaate hain aur usey bahut aahista se meri kaan se lekar kandhey tak apna jeebh ferna shuru karta hain……..unke aise karne se meri saasein bhari hona suru ho jaati hai…mein ab lambi lambi saasein le rahi thi…
Papa:- Neha sach mein Kaushal bahot khushnasheeb hai jo tum usko mili….tumhari khoobsurti kisi ko bhi paagal bana sakti hai…
tabhi Papa apna ek haath mere  kandhey par le jaate…aur mera sadi k pallu neeche sarka dete hain…. kuch hi palon mein papa ke aankhon ke samney mere bade bade boobs poorey shape mein dikhayi dene lagtey hain……..papa bade gaur se unhein dekhney lagte hain…….meri sadi ka pallu is waqt meri kamar par tha……..

Papa jhat se apna dono haath aagey le jata hain aur blowse ke upar se hi wo mere  dono boobs ko apni mutthi mein tham lete hain…….mere mooh se ek baar fir se siskari foot padti hain…papa mere boobs kas kas k masal rahe the….unka choomna aur mere boobs k aise maslana mere andar k kaam agni ko bhadka raha tha…mere andar k hawas ab mujh par bhaari ho rahi thi….
Papa mere boobs bade bedardi se masal rahe the…mujhe uska anand to mil raha tha par dard bhi ho raha tha….ussi dard se nizzat paane k liye mein palat jaati ho aur papa k seene se chipak jaati ho…Sayad papa iss mauke k talash mein to the….mere unse chipakte hi….
Papa jhat se apne dono haath mere blowse par le jaate hain aur dheere dheere mere blowse ke button kholney lagte hain…….jaise jaise blowse ke button ek ek kar khulte jate hain mere  saath saath papa ki bhi dil ki dhadkanein tezz hoti chali jati hain…………

kuch hi palon mein mere blowse ke sare button khul chukey they……maine uss din neele colour k bra pehan rakha tha…..blouse k saare buton khulte hi papa blouse ko dheere dheere sarkatey hue mere jism se alag karne lagte  hain……..jaise jaise blouse mere jism se door ho raha tha waise waise neele bra k dabe meri safeed boobs nazar aane suru ho rahe the….

Papa mere boobs ko ek tak nigaahon se dekh rahe the….mein chah kar bhi apne boobs ko dhak nahi paa rahi thi…kyunki papa ne mere dono haath pakad rakhe the…..mein bas papa ko ek tuk dekhey jaa rahi thi aur sisak bhi rahi thi……aaj mere ander kisi baat ka koi virodh nahin tha……uss waqt meri sansein bahut zoron se chal rahi thi jiske wajah se mere boobs upar neechay ho rahein they……..mujhe papa k aankhon mein hawas saaf dikhayi de rahein the……..mein uss waqt kuch sochney samajhney ki halat mein bilkul bhi nahin thi………kisi nashey ki tarah uss roj mere upar sex ka khumaar puri tarah se chaya hua tha…….. kuch deer tak papa mujhe aise hi bra mein ghurte rahe…uske baad wo aage badhe aur apna muh mere kaano k pass le aaye….aur fir halki awaaz mein….
Papa- Neha mein tumhare inn pyaare boobs ko chakna chahta ho…. inn mein bhara ras peena chahta ho….
Mere sasur apne muh se mere boobs ko choosne ki izzazat maang rahe the…unke ye bol sun kar mere poore sareer mein jaise current hi daud gaya…aur mei stabd ho gayi…
Sayad mere kuch na kehna unko haa laga aur islye wo khud apna haath peeche ko le jaate hai…fir wo dheere se mere bra ko unhook karne lagte hai……..jaise hi bra ka hook khulta hai  mein jhat se apne girte bra ko apne haathon mein tham leti hain……mere chehrey par sharam ek baar fir se jhalak padtey hain……..sansein ek baar fir se zoron se chalney lagti hain……..tabhi papa apna ek haath aagey badhata hain aur dheere se mere haathon par apna haath rakh deta hain………
Papa mere haathon ko wahan se hatate hain aur bahut dheere dheere mere bra ko mere jism se alag karney lagte hain…….mera bahut bura haal tha wahin papa ka lund itna akad chuka tha mano aabhi unka lund pant fad kar bahar nikal padega……wo dheere dheere meri bra ko sarkatey hue neechay ko aur le jaate hain aur kuch hi palon mein papa ke aankhon ke samney mere dono boobs beparda ho jati hain……..mein jhat se apne dono haath apne seenay par rakh leti hain……..aur turant apni nazrein neechay jhuka leti ho……kuch pal ke liye to papa meri iss khubsurati mein kho se jaate hai…

Papa muskurate hue apne haathon se mera haath thaam lete hai…..aur usey turant boobs par se hata dete hai……is waqt mein kamar ke upar se puri nangi thi……sharam se mera chehra laal padh gaya tha…….
Kuch der papa mere khule boobs ko aise hi dekhte rehte hai….sayad wo apni aakhon k pyaas bhuja rahe the….waise bhi kaha unhone aise sundar sudail boobs dekhe honge…pink nipples mein….fir wo thoda aage jhuk kar apne honthon ko mere boobs ke paas le aate hain aur bahut ahista se apne jeebh aagey badhakar mere nipples par bahut dheere se ferta hain…..Papa ke is harkat se mere tann badan mein mano ek aag si lag jati hain aur mere mooh se zoron se aaaaaaaaaaaaa………sssssssssssssss ki siskari foot padti hain………
ye dekhkar papa samajh jaate hai….k mere upar bhi hawas k khumaar charam par hai….sayad tabhi wo apne honth turant mere dono nipples par bari bari se ferta hain aur usey dheere dheere apne mooh mein lekar choosney lagta hain…….meri ek baar fir se lajjat se aankhein dubara band ho jati hai…..papa apne haathon se mere boobs ko masal rahe the aur wahin mere boobs ko apne mooh mein lekar choos rahe the…….wahin mein hawas mein andhi apne dono haath papa ke sir par rakh deti ho aur unke sar ko bade pyaar se sehlane lagti hain………papa bade haule se mere dono boobs ka rus bari bari se pee rahe the…..

Hum sasur bahu apni hawas k khel upar kamre mein khel rahe wahi neeche mausi hamare liye chai pakode bana rahi thi…sochkar k mere sasur bhooke honge…par isse bilkul anjaan k mein unki bhookh upar mita rahi ho…unki jism k bhook…
kuch deer tak papa mere dono boobs ko aise hi baari baari chooste rahe……meri dono nipples is samay puri tarah tan kar khadey they……….jaha papa ek taraf mere boobs choos rahe the…aur doosri taraf unka ek haath mere sareer se meri saari ko alag kar raha tha..par sach batao mujhe iss baat k pata hi nahi chal raha tha…kyunki mein apni duniya mein kho gayi thi….hawas lust k duniya…

Ab papa kabhi mere hoothon ko chooste aur apne haathon se mere boobs dabate to kabhi boobs chooste…..meri saari mere sareer se alag ho chuki thi…..ab ek petticoat hi tha……jiska bhi nada dheere se khol deta hain……..aur ek jhatke mein neeche kar dete hai….mein paagal papa ko aisa karne de rahi thi…
ek taraf papa mere honton ko choos raha tha wahin dusari taraf papa apna ek haath dheere dheere meri nangi jaahon par fairney lagte hai…….mein aab puri tarah se madhosh ho chuki thi…….ek baar fir mere jism par mera control puri tarah se khatam hota jaa raha tha………is waqt papa ka haath meri janghon par the bus kuch hi faasley ki doori thi meri choot ki….. jaise jaise papa k haath upar ki aur jate jaa rahe the….waise waise mere chehrey ke bhi bhaav badaltey jaa rahe the..….meri aankhein surkh laal ho chuki thi…….vaasna meri aankon se saaf chalak rahi thi…….papa k haath ye doori kuch hi seconds mein poori kar lete hai…aur apna haath meri panty par rakh dete hai…..papa ko meri choot ki garmahat k andazza panty k upar se bhi lag raha tha…..papa k haath apni choot par paate hi meri muh se……..
Mein:- aaaaaaaaah…………….
Mein ek baar fir se machal jati ho…….papa bahut dheere dheere meri panty k upar se meri choot ke upar apni ungali fer rahe the….chuki meri choot pehle se gheeli ho chuki thi….wo jaise hi meri choot par apni ungali ferte hain unki ungali gili hone lagti hain …….papa ye dekhkar meri taraf dekhte hai aur muskura padte hain……..mein sharm se laal hui jaa rahi thi….mein sharm se apna sar neeche ko kar leti ho…mera uss waqt bahut bura haal tha…….mein lajjat ke mare apni aankhein nahin khol paa rahi thi……..
Mein papa k baahon mein kisi laash ki tarah wahin padi hui thi aur papa ko apne jism ke saath puri manmani karney de rahi the …….Papa ab meri panty neeche se hata dete hai…..aur wo apne haath meri choot par rakh dete hai…..unki unglio k ehsaas apni choot par paate hi….meri choot ka to maano bandh khul jaata hai……usme ras bhi bheeg chuki thi….papa wahin apne haathon se meri choot masalte hain aur dusare haathon se meri  nipples ko choos rahe the……papa meri choot k danon ko sehla rahe the…unki unglia mere choot k ras mein bheeg chuki thi…
Papa wahi ras bheegi hui ungli ek dum se meri choot mein daal deti hai….mein uss k liye sayad tyaar nahi thi…isliye mere muh se ek dum se cheek nikal jaati hai…
Mein:- aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…………………..oooooooooooooooooooo…………

Meri ye cheek thodi tej thi…par sayad mausi apne kaam mein kaafi vyast thi..tabhi unko wo meri cheek sunai nahi di….mein turant apna muh haath se daba leti ho…
Papa bhi kuch pal k liye ruk jaate hai….aur apni ungli meri choot k andar hi rakhte hai…wo mujhe aur mein unhe aakhein faad faad k dekh rahe the…..kuch seconds baad jab hame pakka ho gaya..k meri cheek mausi ne nahi suni…papa baapas se meri choot mein ungli karni suru kar dete hai…unki moti ungli meri choot mein lund k ehsaas kara rahi thi….chuki meri choot pehle se gheeli thi….isliye unki ungli ab aaran se andar baahar ho rahi thi…meri gheeli choot mein se ab awaaz aa rahi thi…..fuccccccccccc…….jo uss kamre mein kisi sangeet se kam nahi lag rahi thi……meri aakhein baar baar band ho rahi thi….chuki ham khade hue the….

jaise jaise papa ki unglia meri choot k andar baahar ho rahi thi…waise waise meri taaghein kamjoor pad rahi thi…atlast meri pair mere sareer k weight nahi utha paate aur mein neeche farsh par gir jaati ho..
Meri neeche girte hi….papa k unglia meri choot se bahar nikal jaati hain ..…..uss waqt unki ungali meri choot rus se puri tarah gili thi…..wo turant apni ungali ko apne mooh mein lekar usey choosney lagte hain…….mein papa ko ye karte hue bade gaur se dekh rahi thi…………wo tab tak apne ungali se apna jeebh nahin hatate jab tak meri choot ka pura rus unki ungali se nahin saaf ho jata…..
Mein farsh par papa k pairo k pass beithi hui thi…..poori nangi kapde k naam par sirf panty hi thi…mere sareer par…..apne sasur k saamne iss haalat mein mujhe sharm aa rahi thi..….mein kisi haari hui team k tarah apna sar neeche kiya hua thi….wahi mere sasur mujhe iss haalat mein dekh k khush ho rahe the….
Tabhi papa apne haath se apni pant ka button khol dete hai aur pant k zip ko dheere dheere karke neeche karne lagte hai….zip k neeche karne k awaaz jaise hi mere kaano par padti hai…mein samajh jaati ho…k papa kya kar rahe aur kya karna chah rahe hai….mere dil k dhadkan maano kisi race k ghode k tarah chalne lagti hai…papa apna hathyaar baahar nikal rahe the…jiska roop maine sirf upar se dekha tha….ab wo mere rubaro hone jaa raha tha…..mein utsuk to thi par nervous bhi thi…kyu k mein jaanti thi…k unka lund bhimkaye hai…..papa bhi mujhe apne lund k darshan karwane ko bahot utsuk the…isliye zip khulte hi wo apni underwear bhi turant neeche sarka dete hain………papa ka lund fanfanata hua meri  aankhon ke samney aa jata hain……mota, lamba……

Mein unke lund ko ek jhalak dekh k apna sar neeche kar leti ho….par papa mujhe unka lund dekhte hue dekh lete hai isliye wo muskurate hue…..
Papa:- Neha…..dekho ye tumse milne ko kitna betaab hai…isse dosti karo….ye tumhe wo sab dega jo tumne sapno mein bhi nahi socha hoga….
Mein papa k baatein neeche sar jhukiye sunti rehti ho…par kuch nahi bolti….
Papa:- Neha….be a good girl…..haath milao apne iss dost se….touch karo kha thode jayenga tumhe ye…
Itna keh k papa papa neeche jhuk jaate hai….aur apna haathon se meri haathon k pakad lete hai….aur dheere dheere wo usse apne lund par le jaate hai….ye waise hi tha…k jab koi baccha kisi jaanwar ko dekhta to uske ghar wale pehli baar uss jaanwar se uski dosti karwaane k liye usko dheere dheere chunne ko kehte hai…jisse uske man se uska dar nikal jaaye….
Meri hatheli jab pehli baar papa k lund ko chooti hai…to maano mere andar 1000V k current daud padta hai…

unka mota lamba lund Kaushal se kaafi bada aur mota tha…usko dekh kar choo kar saaf pata chal raha tha…k ye choot k pyaas bhujane k hathyaar hai…ye lund kisi bhi choot ko phadne usko tahas nahas karne k liye hi bana hai….
Papa apne haathon se meri hatheli pakad kar usko apne lund k aage peeche kar rahe the…unki lund k laal surk toopi ne mera dil chura liya tha….mein apne hathon se unke lund ko hila rahi thi…jaise jaise mera haath unka lund hila raha uska tanao badh raha tha…
Papa mujhe aise unke lund ko hilate dekh kar muskura rahe the…..
Papa:- Neha kaise laga tumhe apna naya dost….pasand aaya ki nahin………
Mein bus apni aankhein faadey apne sasur ke lund ko ek tuk dekhey jaa rahi thi…….mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha k papa k baton k kya jawaab do….mein bina kuch bole bas unke lund ko hila rahi thi….bahut mushkilon se papa ka lund meri hatheli mein poora sama raha tha……..Mein papa k muh se nikalti halki halki aahein saaf sun sakti thi……. dheere dheere meri haathon ki raftaar bhi badhney lagi thi….
Papa:- Neha put your mouth on it…..ise apne muh mein lo….

Mein turant….
Mein:- Papa ye mujhse nahi hoga….pls ye karne ko mat boliye…..…
Papa:- meri khatir……..neha….jaise Kaushal k muh mein leti ho…..waise mera bhi….le lo…tumhe pasand aayega iska swad…..pls
Mein:- Papa…pls
Papa:- neha tum ek acchi bahu k farz nahi nibhaogi….ek acchi bahu apne sasur k sab baatein maanti hai…
Itna keh k papa neeche ko jhuk jaate hai…..aur mere hoothon ko choom lete hai….

Mein hawas k aag mein jal rahi thi….par ek sharm thi…k kaise mein unka lund choos sakti ho… par dil k kya kare jo unke lund ko muh mein lene k liye betaab tha…aur siliye…
Mein apna muh khol deti ho…aur unka musal lund apne muh mein le leti ho…mere muh k garmi k ehsaas apne lund par paakar…papa k aah nikal jaati hai…

Papa:- aaaaaaaaaaaaaa…….aise hi……Neha
Mein papa ke lund ko apne mooh mein aur ander tak dheere dheere lene lagti hain……papa k lund mota tha…par mein bhi expert thi….par fir bhi bade mushkil se unka lund k mere muh k andar jaa raha tha…….mein dheere dheere unke lund ko apne ander gale mein utar rahi thi………Papa ko uss waqt Jannat k ehsaas ho raha tha……unke mooh se sikari bar bar nikal rahi thi……

Mein bhi ab koshish kar rahi thi….k jyada se jyada unka lund apne muh mein lo…..papa k aahon k sor mujhe aur acche se unko blowjob dene ko mazboor kar raha tha…..isliye ab mein apni jeebh bahar nikal kar papa ke lund ke supade par rakh deti ho……..meri jeeb papa k tope par padte hi papa k muh se siskaari foot padti hai….
Papa:- aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh……………….
Jaie jaise mein papa k lund par jeebh ferti ho papa ki halat kharab hone lagti hain…..papa apne haath mere sar par rakh dete hai aur mere balon se khelney lagta hain…….dheere dheere mein apni jeebh aagey peechay nikal kar aachey se papa ji ka lund chat rahi thi…meri choot k haal bura tha….wo aisey tpak rahi thi jaise baarish ho….
Mein papa k lund ko choosney ko enjoy hi kar rahi thi…k tabhi ghar k door bell bajti hai….
Door bell sunte hi mein apna muh papa k lund se hata leti ho…papa bhi sakte mein aa jaate hai….ghar k darwaze par komal thi….wo college se aa gayi thi…..ye hame uski halki si awaaz sun k pata chala…komal k aate hi mausi…
Mausi:- accha hua beti tu aa gayi….ye le neha didi k sasur aaye hue hai….unko jaldi se chai pakode de aa….wo upar hai…mein jab taka ur bana deti ho…
Komal:- mummy mein thak gayi ho…
Mausi:- badi aayi thak gayi…jaldi jaa aur unke sasur se namaste kar lena…warna tu bhool hi jaaye…
Komal:- ok maa…
Itna keh k komal chai aur pakode k tray lekar upar aane lagti hai…
Komal k awaaz sunte hi waise to hum ek doosre se alag ho gaye the….par mein abhi bhi poori nangi thi…meri bra, saari, petticoat sab farsh par pada hua tha…

komal ko muskil se upar aane mein 1 min lagta itne kam samay main….mein kaise itne kapde pehan sakti thi…meri jaan halak mein fas gayi thi…wahi haal papa k bhi…unn kuch seconds mein hi hamare sareer ne paseena chod diya tha…hum pakde jaane waale the…..
K tabhi papa fauran apna lund apne pant k andar karte hai aur kamre se baahar nikal jaate hai….komal ko raste mein rokne k liye…kyunki agar komal kamre mein aa jaati to usko ek second nahi lagta ye samajhne mein k hamare beech kya ho raha tha….komal kamre mein ghusne hi wali thi…k tabhi papa baahar nikal kar…
Papa:- Hello komal beta…
Komal:- Namste uncle…
Papa:- are tum ye sab yaha kyu le aayi…hum neeche hi kha lete…
Komal:- uncle koi baat nahi aap…yaha kha lejiye…
Papa(haste hue):- are hum yaha upar kaise kha sakte hai…..jab hamari samdhan ji(mausi) neeche ho…hum to bhai unke saath hi khayenge…isko neeche le chalo…
Mein ye sab andar sun rahi thi….mera dil to maano mere gale tak aa raha tha…k ab kya hoga…mein bilkul chup khadi hui thi..bina koi awaaz kiye…
Komal:- Theek hai uncle…aap ki jaisi marzi…
Itna keh k papa aur komal neeche jaane lagte hai….komal k neeche jaate hi mere jee mein jee aata hai…aaj to mein marte marte bachi thi….mein turant apne kapde pehanne lagti ho…kyunki mein jaanti thi…k mausi kabhi bhi mujhe pukaar sakti thi…
Komal aur papa k neeche jaate hi mein apne kapde pehne lagti ho…mere upar se hawas roopi toofan gujar chuka tha…jaise jaise mein apne kapde pehan waise waise mein khud apni nazro mein giri jaa rahi thi….har gujarte lamhe k saath mere man k andar ka toofan badh raha tha….mein ye kya kar rahi thi…????….kiske saath kar rahi thi…mujhe aisa kya ho jaata hai k mein apni jism k bhook par kaabu hi nahi kar paati ho…..aisa nahi tha k ye papaji mujhse forcibly karva rahe the….hamare beech jo ho raha tha…usme meri bhi haami thi…..kya ye Kaushal k saath bewafai nahi hai…mujh mein aur kisi randi mein kya fark hai…wo paiso k liye apna jism bechti hai…aur mein apni hawas k liye…..aaj maine maryaada k saari seemayen langh di thi…
Man k andar uthte issi toofan k beech mein upar k kamre se neeche drawing room aa jaati ho…waha papaji…komal aur mausi sab saath beith k chai pakode k luft utha rahe the…papa k nazre ek baar fir mujhe dekh k chamak uththi hai…wahi mein unhe dekh k apna sar neeche jhuka leti ho…sharm se….ab isse aap sharm kahe ya aatmagilani….
Mausi:- Aao beta…beitho…tumne itna late kar diya…tumhari chai bhi thandi ho gayi…
Mein:- Koi baata nahi mausi…
Mausi:- itna time kyu lag gaya tumhe upar…
Mein(Ghapte hue):- woo….mausi washroom chali gayi thi….
Papa mere jawaab sun kar muskuraye jaa rahe the…

Papaji:- Bhabhi aapne pakode to wakai mein bahot acche banaye hai….
Mausi:- Shukriya bhaishab…aapko aache lage….waise neha bhi khana bahot accha banati hai…
Papaji:- wo to hai…ab neha k aadat lag gayi hai…uske bina ghar bara suna lagta hai…
Mausi :- Wo to hai bhaishab….jab se ye gai hai…iske mausa ji k bhi acha nahi lagta….beti hoti hi ghar k ronak hai…
Mausi k baton par mein mann hi mann muskura rahi hi…k mausi ktni bholi hai…wo nahi jaanti k inn dono mard k mere bina man kyu ahi lagta….
Papaji:- wo to hai…to Bhabhi hum kab lene aaye apni bahu ko..
Mein kuch bolti usse pehle hi….
Mausi:- bhaishab aaj hi le jaye…maine kaha roka hai….kaushal k bhej dijiye…..mein shaam ko hi bhej deti ho….
Papa ji:- To theek hai…Bhabhi…mein Kaushal ko bhej deta ho…
Mein mausi k ghar apne sasur se doori banana aayi thi…magar hua ulta hi hum ab aur kareeb aa gaye the…aur mein chah kar bhi kuch nahi kar paa rahi thi…kyunki mera dil kuch bolta tha….aur dimag kuch…dimag bolta tha…k ye sab najayaj hai…galat hai…par ek dil tha…jo papa ji ko chahne laga tha….
Kuch der aise hi baatein karne k baad papa waha se chale jaate hai…par ab wo khush the…aur ye Khushi mein unki aakhon mein saaf padh sakti thi…wo apne maksad mein kaamyab ho gaye the…. hamare beech k maryaada k deewar wo tod chuke the….
Shaam ko Kaushal bhi mujhe lene mausi k ghar aa gaya…. aur mein uske saath apne sasuraal chali aayi…..raaste mein mera dil waisa hi ghabra raha tha jaise kabhi mausa ji k dar se ghabrata tha jab wo mere jism k saath khela karte the….par iss ghabrahat mein ek romanch bhi tha….ek meetha sa…..pata nahi kyu….jaise kisi roller coster ride mein hota hai…man karna bhi chahta hai…par ghabrata bhi hai….

Hum ghar pahuch jaate hai…mummy hamare liye gate kholti hai…chuki papa apne kamre mein the…mummy mujhe unke room mein jaakar pair chune k liye kehti hai….uss din cricket match bhi aa raha tha…isliye mere kehne par bhi Kaushal mere saath nahi chalta aur wahi drawing room mein match dekhne lagta hai…mummy bhi hamare liye khana lagane lagti hai…
Mera dil ghabra raha tha…papa k pass kaise jao akele mein….par jaana bhi jaroori tha..warna log shaq karte baatein karte…k bahu se kaha aur wo fir bhi nahi gayi…
Isliye mein himmat karke papa k kamre mein chali jaati ho….papa apne bed par aaram se beithe hue the…aur apna peg pee rahe the…papa k ye aadat thi…roz raat k 2 peg lagane k…small….mujhe kamre k andar dekhte hi papa k chehra khil uththa hai…mujhe dekhte hi papa…

Papa :- aao neha aao….
Mein jhat se jaake unke pao pad leti ho…mere pao padte hi papa fauran mujhe upar utha lete hai…aur muskurate hue…
Papa:- ab hmara rista iska thodi hi raha…
Unki ye baat sunke mein apna sar neeche kar leti ho….aur ussi awasta mein peeche mud k kamre k baahar jaane lagti ho..K tabhi papa mera bapas se pallo pakad lete hai…
Papa:- Neha itni bhi kya jaldi hai…
Mein(ghabrate hue):- papaji Kaushal neeche intezzar kar rahe hai…

Papa tab tak mere aur kareeb aa jaate hai…aur meri kamar pakad k mujhe apni aur kheech lete hai…unke aise karte hi…meri peeth unke sheene se chipak jaati hai…papa apni sar meri garden par rakh dete hai…aur halke awaaz mein..
Papa:- Intezaar to maine bhi bahot kiya tumhara neha…tumhare bin har pal mujhe ek jamana lagta tha…
Itna keh k papa bapas se meri garden ko peeche se choomne lagte hai…unke hoothon k sparsh mere sareer mein Bijli si dauda deta hai…
Mein:- Papa aisa mat karye…pls…

Papa papa kaha mane wale the…. wo mujhe peeche se kaanon k pass gardan par choome jaa rahe the…
K tabhi mummy ji mujhe awaaz deti hai…
Mummy :- Neha aa jao khana lag gaya hai…aur papa se bhi bol do…
Mummy k awaaz sunte hi papa mujhe apni pakad se azaad kar dete hai…aur mujhse kuch doori bana lete hai…mein iska fyaada utha k fauran kamre se baahar nikal jaati ho…..
Agle kuch din aise hi papa logo se nazar bacha k mere pass aane k koshish kiya karte the…..unka apne aap par koi control nahi raha tha…wo sab bhool chuke the…k mein unki bahu ho…aur wo mere sasur….kabhi kabhi papa mujhe akele mein paakar mujhe apni baahon mein bhar liya karte the….unki chedkhaniya bilkul waisi thi…jaisi kisi boyfriend girl friend mein hoti hai…kabhi mujhko unki inn harkato pe gussa aata to kabhi pyaar…

papa laakh chahkar bhi mujhe bhoog nahi paa rahe the…par wo din bhi aa gya jab papa k ye mauka bhi mil gaya….
Kauhsal k uss din apne office k kaam se 2-3 din k liye baahar jaana tha…Kaushal jab ye baat ghar par batata hai to mujhe aaj bhi yaad hai papa k wo Muskaan jo unhone mere taraf dekh kar di thi…mein uss Muskaan k matlab jaanti thi…
Uss din Kaushal subah hi office k kaam se baahar jaane k liye airport nikal jaata hai…mein bhi uske hi saath office chali jaati ho….uss din office mein bhi mere dil beichaan tha….dil ghabra raha tha…aage kya hoga ye soch soch k mera dil beitha jaa raha tha…mein shaam ko office se lautte hi…seddhe apne kamre mein chali jaati ho…
Kuch der k baad mein kitchen mein aa jaati ho…aur Radha (naukrani) k saath milkar khaana banana lagti ho….papa kai baat kitchen aate hai… papa ki nazar jab mujhpar padti hain wo apni aankh faadey mujhe ghoor ghoor kar upar se neechay ki taraf dekhney lagte hain………..unka to munn ho raha tha ki wo aabhi is waqt mujhe apni baahon mein kaskar jakad le aur meri jawani ka rus poora pee jaye………….mere badan ke saath jee bharkar khele….aur wo jaante the k unka ye khwab jaldi hi poora hone waala hai….mein samajh rahi thi…k papa kyu itna madra rahe hai…kitchen mein unki beichani mujhse chupi nahi thi…par mein bhi unko koi mauka nahi dena chahti thi..
Mein khana bana k apne kamre mein chali jaati ho…kyunki hamare yaha khana thode late hi khaaya jaata tha…mein apne kamre mein leiti hui thi…tabhi radha mujhe khane k liye bhulane aati hai…khana hamare yaha sab saath beithkar hi khaate the..
Mein khaane k liye jaake dinning table par beith jaati ho…papa waha nahi the..wo uss samay kitchen mein the…
Mein:- Mummy papa kitchen mein kya kar rahe hai…
Mummy:- Pata nahi beta…keh rahe apne haath k kheer khane k man hai…to maine kaha bhai bana lo…to wahi bana rahe hai…
Kheer kyu…waise bhi papa ko metha utna pasand nahi hai…par mein kuch nahi bolti…papa ko kitchen mein time lag raha tha…isliye mummy mujhe khana khane k liye keh deti hi…aur mein bhi khana khane lagti ho…kyunki mein bhi kam se kam chahti thi..k papa se saamna ho….mein khana kha k khatam hi karti ho…k papa mujhe kitchen k andar k awaaz dete hai…
Papa:- Neha beta kitchen aana…
Mein ghabra jaati ho..papa mujhe kyu bula rahe hai…jabki radha waha maujood hai…par mein uch keh nahi paati…aur dare man se kitchen mein chali jaati ho…
Papa waha kheer paras rahe the…unhone kheer sirf 2 katoori mein nikali hui thi…maine aakhir pooch hi liya…
Mein:- Kheer kis Khushi mein…
Papa muskurate hue…meri taraf dekhte hue….
Papa:-aaj hamare milan k raat hai…..aur naye riste k suruaat to meethe se honi hi chhaiye…isliye maine socha ghar waalo k muh meetha karvado…
Papa k muh se ye shabd sunn k mein to ek dum se sunn pad jaati ho…mujhe samajh nahi aata k mein ispe kya kaho…mera khoon Thanda pad chuka tha…

tabhi papa apne jeb se ek chooti bottle nikalte hai…aur kuch drops dono kheer k katori mein daal dete hai…
Papa ye kya daal rahe hai kheer mein yahi dekhne k liye…mein papa k haath se wo bottle le leti ho…usko dekh k mere hoosh hi udd jaate hai…..wo neend k drops thi…papa mummy ko neend k dabai de rahe the…..
Papa(muskurate hue):- Chinta mat karo….zeher nahi donga…..jao apni saas aur radha ko khila do…jisse wo dono aaram se soye….aur hamari shuhaagraat par tang naa kare…
Mein :- Paagal ho gaye hai kya aap…jaante bhi hai aap kya kar rahe hai…
Par papa meri kaha sunne waale the…mein kitchen mein kuch naatak naa karo isko rokne k liye papa…kitchen k andar se hi….meri saas aur radha ko awaaz dete hai…
Papa:- Madhu, radha taste karke batao kheer kaise bani hai….
Mummy :- haa lao dekhe kaisi bani hai kheer…
Radha:- bhabhiji….jaldi lao…kheer..
Kaushal ne bataya tha…papa chess k kaafi acche Khiladi the…mein jaha apna agla kadam nahi soch paati thi……papa apni aage k 4 chaale soch lete the…
Papa:- Jao beta…
Mein kya karti…mere haath mein kuch nahi tha…papa k haath k mein katputli ban chuki thi….mein baahar jaakar mummy aur radha ko kheer de deti ho…wo dono bade chao se kheer khane lagti hai….papa meri bisaat bicha chuke the…..mein jaha unko kheer khaate hua dekh rahi thi…tabtak papa meri aur apni kheer lekar drawing room mein aa jaate hai….aur halki awaaz mein…
Papa:- Ye lo neha tumhaari kheer…tum bhi apna muh meetha kar lo…aaj hamare riste ki  nayi suruaat jo hone wali hai..…
Ye mere saath kya ho raha tha….mein fauran kheer khake apne room chali aati ho…aur fauran darwaze k andar se lock laga leti ho…
meri dhadkan tez chal rahi thi…meri zindagi mein ye ek naya maud aa gaya tha…man beichaan ho raha tha….saasein bhari…kya karo…kaise karo…aur kyu…jawab se jyada sawaal the mere man mein…
Mere man aaj waise hi baichain tha jaise kisi ladki k shuhaagraat k raat hota hoga…excitement aur dar saath mein….mujhe maloom tha papa ko rok paana mere bas mein nahi tha…par jo bhi ho raha tha wo kahi se bhi sahi nahi tha…hamare beech jo ho raha tha wo kahi se bhi jayaj nahi tha…wo mere sasur the…aur mein unki bahu…par fir bhi mujhe baar baar unki sparsh apne badan par yaad aa raha tha…
Mujhe apni panty men chipchipapan mehsus ho raha tha mein hairan thi k kaise akhir bina kuch kiye meri chut geeli hogyi….mujhe sharm aa rahi thi….mere sath aajtak aisa kabhi nahi hua tha….maine aisa experience kabhi nahi kiya tha….papa k saath paane ka sochne matra se meri chut kyun geeli horhi thi…. mujhe khud ke jism ke reaction par yakeen nahi horha tha….
Chuki meri panty geeli ho gayi thi…aur raat bhi ho gayi thi isliye mein apni nighty pehan leti ho…kyunki mujhe pakka yakin th..k papa ab mere kamre mein nahi aa payenge kyunki maine door andar se lock kar liya hai…

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

Par mein ye kya soch rahi thi…mein ek shaadisuda ladki thi…mujhe aisa kisi gair dard k baare mein nahi sochna chhaiye…aur jabki wo mere sasur ho….maine apna dhyaan hatane k liye…..mein Kaushal k phone laga leti ho…meri phone k bajte hi Kaushal mere phone utha leta hai…
Mein- hello…
Kaushal :- Hello jaanu..
Mein- Hotel pahuch gaye…meeting kaisi rahi..
kaushal:- Haa jaan pahuch gaya…bas abhi pahucha ho…khana kha raha tha…
Mein:- ok…aur fir kab lautoge…
Kaushal :- Jaanu parso aa jaunga..if everything goes well…
Chuki baahar Bijli chamak rahi thi…uski awaaz Kaushal tak bhi pahuch rahi thi..
Kaushal :- lagta hai baarish ho rahi hai…
Mein:- haa..
Kaushal :- yaar agar is waqt tum mere paas hoti to main aabhi tumhari jawani ka rus pee raha hota……mera bahut munn ho raha hain is waqt…….
Mere abhi aisi kisi sexy topic par baat karne k mann nahi tha….jo meri andar bhadakti hui aag mein ghee k kaam kare isliye mein Kaushal k baton par koi reply nahi karti aur baat palat deti ho..
Mein:- apna dhyaan rakho…aur jaldi ghar aao…I am missing you..
Kauhsal:- Me too…baby…
Mein:- Chalo mein ab sone jaati ho….bye
Kaushal:- Bye jaan…
Mein Kaushal k phone cut kar deti ho..
Laakh koshish k bada bhi mein papa ko apne man se dor nahi kar paa rahi thi…papa ke liye aise khyaal mere man mein janam le rahe jo kahi se bhi sahi nahi the……..jo bhi tha magar aab mein sex ke daldal mein apne kadam dheere dheere aab badha rahi thi……..mere mann mein kahin na kahin hawas ki ek aisi choti si chingari zaroor panap rahi thi jo mujhe apni laxman rekha langhney ke liye mazboor kar rahi thi…
Jaise jaise ghadi k kaante badh rahe the….meri saasein bhi tej ho rahi thi…
k Tabhi mujhe apne darwaaze par knock sunayi deti hai…papa mera darwaaza baahar se knock kar rahe the…chuki maine kamra andar se lock kar liya isliye mein samajh rahi thi…k papa andar nahi aa paayenge..par papa bhi maahir Khiladi the…iska pata mujhe tab chala jab papa ne mera gate baahar se keys se open kar diya…..
Mein jab tak ye samajhti papa gate khol k andar aa chuke the…mein unko kamre k andar dekh kar thandi pad gayi thi…jaise mere sareer mein jaan hi naa ho…

Papa muskurate hue…
Papa:- mein jaanta tha..neha k tum kamjoor ho…tum aisa hi kuch karogi….
Mein:- papa aap baahar chale jaiye…pls..
Papa:- Neha mein samajh sakta ho….tumhara dil kuch keh raha hai aur dimag kuch…dimag tumhe sahi galat…jayaz najayaz bata raha hai…par tumhara dil tumhe bol raha hai k tum apni saari bandhan khol do….aur iss duniya k sukh bhoogo…
Mein:- aisa kuch nahi hai papa…pls chale jaiye…aap jo karna chah rahe hai wo galat hai…aap aisa soch bhi kaise sakte hai…mein aapki bahu ho…aapki ladki jaisi ho…
Mere itna kehne par papa aage badh kar bilkul mere kareeb aa gaye the….papa ko itne pass paakar mein kamjoor pad rahi thi…
Papa:- neha bhool jao ye sab…ye jism hame sirf ek baar milta hai….
Papa k baat beichme katte hue…
Mein:- Mein Kaushal ko dhokha nahi de sakti…mein usse pyaar karti ho…
Papa:- Maine kab kaha k tum usse pyaar mat karo….par wo pyaar tum mere saath bhi to baat sakti ho….aur kya ab pyaar karna bhi gunaah ho gaya…
Mein:- Mein aisa nahi kar sakti….
Maine itna kaha hi tha…k tabhi bahot jor k bijli chamakti hai…aur uski awaaz itni tez hoti hai…k mein dar k ekdum se papa se chipak jaati ho…Mere unse chipakte hi…papa mujhe apni baahon mein bhar lete hai…
Papa k baahon mein aate hi…unki mazboot pakad main mein pighal si jaati ho…
Papa(haste hue):- dekho neha saayad bhagwaan bhi chahte hai..k hum ek hoo jaaye…
Mein papa k baahon se dor hone k koshish karti ho…par papa mujhe itni kas k pakde hue the…k mein chah kar bhi unse dor nahi hat paa rahi thi…
Papa:- neha jaise ye baarish iss dharti k pyaas bhuja rahi hai…waise hi tum bhi meri saalon k pyaas aaj bhuja do…
Bijli garjne ki halki halki awaz ab bhi arhi thi isliye mein abhi bhi papa se lipti huwi thi….papa k choodi chaati main mein apna muh chupaaye hue thi…Papa mere aise achanak liptne se khush the…
Mein abhi bhi apni ankh bandh kiye thi……Mere dono hath papa ki kamar ke ird gird the aur papa ke meri pith par…papa dheere dheere meri pith par apne hath ferne lagte hai….meri mulayam gori skin par unke khurdure hath ferne par unko maza arha tha….
Papa:- Neha tumne mere sawaal ka jawaab nahi diya…bolo bhujaogi meri pyass..
Mera sar abhi bhi neeche jhuka hua tha…Papa apni ungli meri thoodi k neeche le jaate hai……aur mera chehra upar utha deta hai…….

Papa: bataon na neha…
Mein ab papa k aakhon mein dekhay aur bade hole se…
Mein:- Papa mein nahi chahti hamara ye pak rista sasur bahu k iss tarah kharab ho…
Meri ye baat sun kar papa hasney lage…
Papa: – Hum ek rista tod rahe hai to do riste bana bhi to rahe hai…. dil k rishta aur hamare jism k rista..
Kuch to tha papa ji k personality mein aur baton mein k mein naa chahte hue bhi unki aur attract hone lagti thi…..mein chah kar bhi apne aap ko puri tarah se normal nahin kar paa rahi thi…….meri saansein zoron se chal rahi thi…… mein badi mushkilon se apne aap ko sambhal rahi thi………..par mausa ji k aise mujhe dekhna mera tan badan mein aag laga raha tha..mera jism ke har royein puri tarah se khadey ho gaye they…
Mein aage kuch bolti ussey pehli hi papa apni unglio se dheere dheere mere gulabi hooth sehlane lage…wo mere dono hooth apni unglio se feel kar rahe the..

Papa:- bohat pyare hoth hai tumhare ………. gulaabi or raseele……….. dilkarta hai inko choos loon or saara ras pee lo…….
Itna kehte hi papa apne hooth mere gulaabi hothon par rakh dete hai…mein unhe rukne k liye kehna chahti thi par mere hont unke honthon mein hone se kuch nahin keh pati aur meri awaaz ander hi ghut jati hain….mera mooh se lajaat bhari siskari nikal padti hain magar ye awaaz bhi uske ander hi ghut jati hain…….

Papa ji poorey zor shor se mera in naram honton ka ras pee raha the…….. Unke aise karne se mera bahut bura haal tha…….mein hawas ki aag mein tapp rahi thi…….meri sansein puri tarah se bekabu thi……mera badan fir se kisi aag ke bhattey ki tarah tapp raha tha……..Mein unki aankhon mein saaf hawas dekh rahi thi…aur sayad woh meri aankhon mein..
Mera dimag keh raha tha ye galat hai…par mera dil aur kuch bol raha tha…..mera sareer papa ji k touch k enjoy kar raha tha…mein paagal ho rah….. Lust mujh pe itni sawar ho chuki thi k ab mein unse kuch nahi bol rahi thi …mein us kamre se bhaag sakti thi…par us samay mera sareer mera dimag k nahi sun raha tha…..
Papa apni jeebh nikal kar mere hoothon ko chaat rahe the…wo ab mere poore chehre ko choom rahe the chaat rahe the…gaal, gala, hooth…papa k muh se nikli thook meri jism k garmi ko thanda kar rahi thi…mujhe ye bada ajeeb lag raha tha…par ye ek alag ehsaas tha…papa k choomna bilkul alag tha…jaise koi jaanwar ho…unka aisa choomna mere andar ki beiichaini ko badha raha tha…meri saasein tez ho rahi thi….meri choot gheeli hona suru ho gayi thi…..meri choot se pani lagatar beh raha tha jo….meri panty ab mera ras se puri bhigo chuki thi…..
Papa ka jadoo dobara se mere upar chalna shuru ho gaya tha…….Yeh mujhe kya ho raha hai…….. main kyu unko khud k saath aisa karne de sakti ho……. kya main apni marzi se ye sab kuch kr rahi hoon…..mein papa ko apne saath ye gunaah nahi karne de sakti….isliye mein apne andar bachi kuchi takkat ko ekjut karti ho…aur papa k baahon k pakad se apne aap ko ek jhatka de k chuda leti ho…aur unse dor hat jaati ho….
Ab meri peeth papa ji k taraf thi…..maine apna chehra doosri taraf kar liya tha….kyunki mein papa ji k aakhon mein nahi dekhna chahti thi….kyunki aakhein mujhe kamjoor kar deti hai…..pata nahi kya jaadu tha…unki aakhon mein…..mein apni saanson par control kar rahi thi….
Papa mujhe aisa dekh k muskura rahe the…meri transparent nighty mein mere peechey k hissa papa ko saaf dekhaye de raha tha…. Mera jism uss nighty mein gajab k sundar dikh raha tha…nighty k andar se meri black panty bra saaf dekhayi de rahi thi…papa ab apni shirt k button kholne lagte hai..aur usse apne sareer se alag kar dete hai…

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

Papa ab apne dono haath mere kandhon par rakh dete hai aur inko halke hathon se sehlaane lagte hai…aur ek hath ki apni ungliyon ko meri gardan par firane lagte hai…………Meri aankhe yhe sab mheshus karne se bhari hone lagti hai………….
Papa phir kuch jhuk ke apne honton ko mere kano ke kareeb laate hue mere kaano ko apne honton se chu lete hai…..or iske karan me phir se mere jism me kapkapi choot jaati hai……
Or dheeme se bolte hai….kaano ko honthon se chipkaye hue hu……..
Papa:- Neha tum bewajaah ghabra rahi ho….mein to sirf tumhe pyaar paana chahta ho…
Papa k inn chedkhanio se meri halat kharab ho rahi thi……main ab apne jism par koi zor hi nahi chala paa rahi thi ……..main ab andar hi andar papa k apna sab soop chuki thi…..aur sayad ab mein khud papa ko nahi rokna chahti thi…….papa apni ungliyon se mere jism par koi jaadu karte jaa rahe the…..jo mere andar hawas hi aag ko jaga rahi thi….aur us aag mein ab mein jalne lagi thi……ye aag ab meri choot ko bhi garma rahi thi….mer choot ab paani chodna suru ho gayi thi…Main apni aankhe band ki hui tez tez saansein le rahi thi…..Or jiski bajah se mere boobs bhi tez saanson ke sath upar niche ho rahe the……
Papa apni ungli ko meri bra ki hook par le aate hai or aahista aahista us hook par apni ungli ko chalne lagte hai……….Meri saanse bahut tezi se chalne lagi thi….jab tak mein kuch sochti samajhti tab tak papa apni ungli pherte hue….meri bra k hook khol dete hai…
main na chahte hue bhi papa ko Rukne ke liye bol parti hu…….
Mein:- pls please ruk jaiye…
Papa is hadd tak aage bhad chuke the ki….unhe rokne ke liye main bahut der kar chuki thi….jo kaam mujhe bahut pehle karna tha…wo kaam ab kar rahi thi ….lekin ab meri is baat ka koi asar nahi hone wala tha papa par main ye mein jaan gai thi……
Meri bra ki belt meri kamar ke dono side shoulder se hoti hui jhul rahi thi……….mein turant apne dono haathon se apne dono boobs dhak leti ho….par ab meri soft or doodh se safed skin wali pith papa ke samne nangi ho gai thi…papa kuch der meri pith ko piche se dekhte rahete hai…or phir apne honto ko meri pith par rakh ke chum lete hai……papa ki chumban se to jese main andar se tadap jati hu…..jis aag ko apne andar dawaye bethi thi…..wo aag mere bas se bahar nikalne lagti hai ……..
papa ke chumban se meri muh se halki si sisak nikal parti hai……
Mein:- aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..
papa apne hatho ki ungliyon se mere boobs ki side ko chune lagte hai…..aur mere boobs ki side ki komal skin kuch kuch mheshus karne lagte hai…….baarish k paani k tarah se meri choot puri pani pani ho gai thi……..papa k haath mere boobs k nazdeek aur nazdeek pahuch rahe the…..har wo pal bhi aa hi gaya jab papa k haathon mein mere dono boobs the….par wo usse masal nahi rahe the…balki sehla rahe the…..wo kabhi unhe halke halke dabate to kabhi meri nipples ko pakad k khechte…

Mein aur papa ab bahut aage aa chuke the….jahan se hamara ab bapas lotna naa mumkin tha…..hum dono ko ek pal k liye bhi Kaushal nahi yaad aaya…ek beta jo apne pita ko sayad apni jaan se bhi jyada chahta tha….aur ek pati jiski biwi uski jaan thi…hum kab itne neeche gir gaye hame pata nahi chala…
 
sayad mein kahi na kahi iss najayaz riste k liye tyaar ho chuki thi…kyunki mein jaanti thi…k iss riste ki umar muskil se 3-4 mahine hi hai….aur tab tak kyu na hum log apni life k maja uthaye….aur waise bhi Kaushal k kaha se hamare iss riste k baare mein pata chalega… aur isi soch ki bajah se me papa ji ko ab sab kuch karne de rahi thi
Meri aankhe ab puri band ho chuki thi……andar ki utejna ke karan or kuch sharam ke karan jiske karan me apni aankhe khol nahi paa rahi thi……..Meri thighs puri tarah apas me chipak gai thi…..ya u kahiye ki main apni choot ko dawane ke liye apni thigh ko chipka li thi………Main khud par kabhu khoti jaa rahi thi…..mere dil ab apni choot ko apne hathon se masalne k karne laga tha…..
Papa bhi sex k maahir khiladi the…wo meri haalat dekhte hue samajh gaye the…k mera dil kya chah raha hai….isliye wo khud se apna ek haath meri panty k andar daal deta hai….aur apne hath se meri gulabi chut ko apne hath se sahlaane lagte hai….meri chut se tapakta ras papa ji k unglio ko bhigo raha tha…..meri tharak ab charam par thi….mein apne aap par control kho chuki thi….papa ab apni hath ki ek moti meri choot k ras mein bhigi hui ungli meri choot k andar daal dete hai…Meri halat uss waqt ek bin pani ke machli jesi ho rahi thi……….me thik us machli ki tarah papa ke hathon mazboor hoti hui…buri tarah se tadapti hui machal rahi thi…………….meri siskiyaan ab poore kamre mein goonj rahi thi…

Mein:- aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…………..hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Papa samajh chuke the..k ab ye ladki tyaar hai…
Papa:- Dekho neha kitni pyasi chut hai tumhari ….. kitna paani chor rahi hai ye………
Itna keh k papa meri choot k ras mein bhigi hui ungli meri choot se nikal k meri aakhon se saamne le aate hai….meri choot k ras mein bhigi hui wo ungli dekh k mein sharm se laal pad jaati ho………
Papa:- Neha ab mujhe aur mat roko….dekho tumhari choot k pyaas bhujane k liye iska ye dost kitna beichaan hai…
Itna keh k papa mere ek haath apne pant k andar daal dete hai…jaha unka mota lund azaad hone k liye tadap raha tha…

unke mote lund k sparsh apni unglio par hote hi mere sareer k andar current sa daud jaata hai….jisse mein kaap si jaati ho…
Ye dekh k papa fauran mujhe seedhe karke jhat se meri panty neeche kar dete hai…aur mujhe bistar par gira dete hai…mere bistar par girte hi…papa meri panty meri taanghon k beech mein se kheech lete hai…..mein ab apne kamre mein apne shuhaagraat wale bistar par nangi padi hui thi…aur wo bhi apne sasur k saamne…

Papa ab apna pant khol k usse neeche kar dete hai…..unke pant neeche hote hi…unka mosal lund unki underwear mein se saaf dekhne lagt hai…mein jaanti thi…k unka lund kitna mota aur lamba hai….aur wo meri choot k kya haal kar sakta hai…wo saayad bana hi chooton k pyaas bhujane k liye tha….
Mein bistar se uthti kuch karti usse pehle hi papa bistar par chad kar mere upar aa jaate hai…aur mujhe apni baahon mein bhar lete hai….aur meri hoothon ko choosne lagte hai…ab mein bhi unka saath deni lagi thi..wo mujhe choome jaa rahe the..aur saath saath apne haath mere nange sareer par dauda rahe the…unke haath mere boobs ko masal rahe the….
Dhire dhire papa ab upar ane lagte hai…….hum dono bas hawas ki gadi par sawar hochuke the…. Papa k nazar ab mere boobs par thi…..papa ko mere boobs ki gulabi waise hi attract kar rahi thi jaise softy k upar cherry…….aur isliye papa agle hi pal apna muh meri gulabi nipples par rakh kar ek bar kiss karta hai aur agle hi pal chusne lagta hai….mein to bas paagal si ho rahi thi…mere hath ab dhire se papa k sar par chale jate hain aur wo unke baalon ko sehlana lagte hai…shadi se lekar aaj tak kaushal ne bhi ke mere boobs kai baar chuse hai lekin mujhe itna maza kabhi nahi aya tha….

papa ab nipple ke sath ek ek karke mere boobs ko poore muh mein lekar chusne lage the….
Mein:– aahhhhhbhhh…
Meri siskiyon k awaaz tez aur tez ho rahi thi..
Jaha ek taraf papa mere boobs ko choos rahe wahi doosri taraf unka lund underwear k andar se mere choot par ragad raha tha….
Mere boobs choosne k baad papa apna chehra utha kar apni aakhein meri taraf kar lete hai….sayad wo dekh rahe the…k mera kitna khubsurt chehra hai jaise koi swarg ki apsara….ankhen aisi jismen doob jane ka man kare…gora dudh jaisa rang…aur uske surkh laal honth jise har dum chusne ka man kare….papa k nazre meri taraf dekh k mein apni nazrein jhuka leti ho… par unki aakhein laal thi….unki ankhen main mein apne liye hawas saaf dekh sakti thi
Agle hi pal papa mere sareer ko choomte hue neeche jaane lagte hai…aur meri inner thigh par kiss karte hai……

Papa meri choot k taraf hawas bhari nazron se dekh rahe the….mein sharm se apne hathon se usko dhakne ki koshish karti ho par…par papa apne mazboot hathon se unko hatha dete hai…aur meri chut ke pas apna muh lejate hai aur ekbar wahan ki mehak sunghta hai jise dekh k mein tadap uthti hai….apni gulabi chut par papa ki garam sanson ka ahsas mujhe pagal sa kar deta hai…..
Mein:- paaaaaaaapaaaaaaaaaaaaa……
papa meri gulabi chut par apne honton se ek kiss krta hai….aur fir agle hi pal apna muh rakh dete hai meri choot par aur chatne lag jate hai..
mere pair aur hath hilne lagte hai tadap men….mujhe itna maza kabhi nahi aya tha kaushal k saath…jo uske pita k saath aa raha tha….mein apni ankhen band kiye hue zindagi ke maze le rahi thi ……

mera orgasm kareeb tha..kyunki mera jism akadne laga tha…isliye papa apna muh waha se hatha lete hai…aur mujhe dekhne lagte hai..mein sharm se apna chehra dusre taraf ghuma leti hai….papa mujhe dekh kar smile kar rahe the..
Meri saasein bhari ho rahi thi…loha garm tha…isliye papa fauran apni underwear uttar dete hi aur meri tangon ke bich aate hai aur apna lund meri choot par rakh deta hai….
Mein- aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..
Papa apne lund par dabav dalne lagte hai….jisse unka lund halke halke meri choot k andar jaane lagta hai……
Mein:-  aaahhhhhhhhh….

halaki main kai baar chudi thi…par fir bhi papa k bada lund mujhe apni choot mein lene mein takleef ho rahi thi…meri choot geeli thi lekin fir bhi mujhe dard ho raha tha….par mazza bhi aa raha tha….
Mein:-aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh aaram seeeeeeee…..
Lekin papa ye sab kaha sunne wale the….kitne saalo baad unhe aisi choot mili thi apne vishal naag ko dalne ko….. Phir kuch der baad uncle apne hathon ko meri dono side me dalte hue bed par rakh dete hai…….or mere upar jhuk jate hai…………….
Phir wo apne lund ke kuch halke halke dakhe lagane shuru karte hai…..mein hawas k saagar mein goote laga rahi thi…meri akhein surk laal thi…mein papa k mazboot sareer ko dekh rahi thi…55 saal k umar k bawjood unme kisi 20 saal k ladke jitni enery thi…uss waqt mujhe kaushal se apni bewafai ka koson dor tak khyal nahi tha…..mein to bas apni choot k pyass mein mazboor thi…jis bistar mein kaushal ne mujhe bhoga tha…aaj ussi bistar mein mein uske pita k saath apni hawas mita rahi thi….

Mein:- aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhppppppp….
Meri shuruaati chikhen ab halki halki siskariyon men badal jati hain….papa ek speed ke sath chod rahe the mujhe….bedroom mein halki halki thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap ki awaz gunj rahi thi…..jo ki unke aandhoo aur meri gaand k takraane se utpan ho rahi thi…..chudai k ye ek madhur si awaz thi….

Mein :- aahhhhhhhh ahhhhh ahhhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhh ahhhh ahhhhh….
Meri choot papa ji k lund ko apne andar acche se adjust kar chuki thi.. papa k dhakke bhi ab thodi raftar pakad chuke the…….
Ye thap thap ki awaz ek badlaw ka ishaara kar rahi thi…jo ab iss ghar mein hone waala tha…ye elaan tha Parivartan ka…… aaj jo kuch bhi horha tha o sab kuch badal kar rakh dena wala tha…

Mein apne orgasm k behad nazdeek thi…papa k lund k prahaar meri choot k bura haal kar rahe the…k tabhi mein jhad gayi….mera orgasm ho gaya tha….
Mein:-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa………………………….
Meri choot k andar papa ka lund poori trah se phansa hua tha…….meri choot unke lund ko daba rahi thi … nichor rahi thi….par papa orgasm se kaafi door the….
woh to bas mujhe dekh k muskuraye jaa rahe the………