Adultery Neha - Ye kya Kiya Maine - by Bindass08

[Vicky Chauhan]

And pics jada load karo sexy wale.

[Bindass08]

Dosto...iss week kaafi busy raha isliye update nahi de paya...koshish karunga agla update aapko agle 2-3 din mein de do.....sorry for the delay...and thanks for all your support.

[rpraj3135]

Dosto...iss week kaafi busy raha isliye update nahi de paya...koshish karunga agla update aapko agle 2-3 din mein de do.....sorry for the delay...and thanks for all your support.

Okay Bhai, we understand. Aapke next update tak aur thoda intajaar kar lege.

[Minki]

Jaldi se sasur se dhamal machao bed pe bechara kitna tarsega.  Aur phir bhejo neha ko apne khud ke Papa ke pass ghar pe.  Aur phir uske khud ke Papa seduce kare neha ko.  Jisse story me blood incest sex ka maja liya jaye. Kuki neha ki life me ab wahi bache hai family me jo usse door hai. And lambe update do bhai. Plz

[Minki]

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[Rohan0064]

Update k intzaar me

[Vicky Chauhan]

Bhai Plz give a kinki and seductive Update

[vat69addict]

update please

[Vicky Chauhan]

Intezar khatam hoga bhai

[Rohan0064]

Intezar hai..........

[Bindass08]

ab aage..



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...

[Bindass08]

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….

[Bindass08]

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…

[Minki]

Baht hi badiya

[Minki]

Excellent writing skills

[Suryahot123]

Excellent.... Super... Super.... Late aaye durset aaye..... Maja aa gaya.... Please update more

[Vicky Chauhan]

Marvellous writing skill. But thodi sexual pic jada dalo bhai. Boobs pressing ki and fucking ki GIF jada dalo. To aur jada maja ayega. Plz bhai. And papa ji se seductive fucking episode dalo.

[rpraj3135]

Bahot hi erotic aur sensual update   Shuruwat toh ab ho chuki hai boobs aur lund chuskar lekin majja toh aur badega jab Neha aur uske Sasur ke beech ghamasam chudai hogi 

[Minki]

Dekchahtihiye yeh story meri favorite stories me se aik ha ma b hi chahti thi ki bahu assur ka Milan ho magar itni jaldi thora maza nahi aya par bahut o ko acha laga or age writer ki marji best of luck

[Bhavana_sonii]

Nice update