Adultery Neha - Ye kya Kiya Maine - by Bindass08

[Bindass08]

ab aage..

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

Mummy:- theek hai jao..

Tabhi papa ek dum se..

Papa:- Chalo main chod deta ho tumhe..

Main kuch bolti usse pehle mummy..

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

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

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

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

Log aur kuch kehte isse pehle hi papa…

Papa:- neha tum jao tyaar ho jao…



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

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



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

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

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

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

Papa:- neha tum itni shaant kyu ho…

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

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

Main:- nahi to…

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

Papa:- are bolo…are you ok with it….

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

Papa:- Pakka…

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

Mein:- Pakka..

Yeh dekh k papa k aakhein chamak uthti hai…

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

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

Mein:- Papa andar kejiye…koi dekh lega…

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

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

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

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

Papa:- Hilao…neha…sharmao mat…

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

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



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

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

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



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

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

Mein :- Mera office aane waala hai…

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

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

Papa:- Choos k thanda kar do…

Mein:- papa baahar se dekhega…

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

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

Papa:- ab kuch nahi dekhega…

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

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

aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh…

Papa:- Keep doing…blow me….suck me…



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

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

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



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

Mein:- Papa..tissue…

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

Mein sharmate hue…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kaushal:- ye yaha kya kar rahi hai…

Mein:- kya….

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

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

Mein:- wooooooo………..

Main kya bolti…

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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



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