19-11-2021, 07:29 PM
Ab aage...
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Hum dono ab dheere dheere khulte jaa rahe the…ab hamare andar koi dar nahi reh gaya tha…mere sasur jab mauka milta tha…mujhse apni hawas mita lete the…aur main bhi Khushi Khushi unhe apne jism k bhogne deti thi….
Kuch hi din mein papa ji k birthday aane waala tha…..meri shaadi k baad ye pehla papa k birthday tha jo hum saath main banane wale the….
Par Kaushal office k kisi kaam k chalte uss samay waha nahi rehne waale tha…isliye wo mujhe papaji k birthday plan karne k liye kehta hai…aur unke liye gift arrange karne ko bolta hai…
Kaushal:- Papa iss birthday main aapko ye lao bataye…
Papa:- are beta ab iss umar main bhi koi birthday hota hai…
Kaushal:- are papa aapki umar hi kya hai…aap to abhi bhi jawan hai…kyu neha..sahi kaha..
Kaushal ek dum se baat mujhpar transfer kar deta hai….
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Mein (muskurati hui):- Bilkul papa to aaj bhi aapse jyada jawaan hai…
Aur ye sach tha…papa jis tarah se meri lete the….mujhe chodte the..acche acche nayi umar k ladke sharma jaaye….
Meri baat par papa bhi muskura dete hai…
Papa:- agar aisa hai…to iss baar k gift to main apni bahu se longa…seal pack…
Papa k seal pack k main matlab nahi samajh paayi aur na hi Kaushal…
Kaushal:- theek hai papa…neha papa jo maange wo tum unhe de dena…main iss baar thoda busy rahonga isliye iss bar pls tum dekh lena…
Itna keh k Kaushal waha se nikal jaata hai…aur ab main aur papa waha reh jaate hai….
Main papa se flirt karte hue…
Mein:- ab aisa kya baccha hai jo aapne mujhse liya nahi…main aapko sab to de chuki ho….
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Papa:- ek cheez hai jo tumne baccha k rakhi hai….seal pack…
Mein:- kya…
Papa mere kareeb aa jaate hai…..aur apna muh mere kaan k ek dum pass le aate hai…aur aur apne ek haath neechay meri gand par le jate hain aur kaskar wahan par ek chanta marta hain jissey meri haule se cheekh nikal padti hain.........aur halke se bol padte hai…
Papa:- mujhe tumhari gaand maarni hai…..main chahta ho k mera lund tumhare is ched k khole…..dogi mujhe apni gaand….karongi apna ye ched mere naam….
Gand marwaney ki baat sunkar mere jism ke royein durr se khade ho gaye they...........itna mota lund apne gand mein jane ke khyaal se hi mein ander hi ander kaanp uthi............
Mein:- kaisi baat kar rahe hai aap… nahin….main wahan nahin le sakti aapka.........aap bistar par mera jo haal karte ho.............aapne meri chut ko poora faadkar rakh diya hai.............jab aapka wo meri gand mein jayega to pata nahi mera kya haal karenga… main aapka wahan nahin le sakti............please papa .........mujhe sab manzoor par main aapka waha nahi le paungi…
Mera kaleja zoron se dhadhakney lagta hain wahin papa ke chehrey par thoda dukh ke badal umad padte hain..........
Papa:- dekh lo neha mujhe to gift main wahi chahiye hai tumse…baaki tumhaari marzi….
Itna keh k papa waha se nikal jaate hai…
Main bhi ye baat ayi gayi samajhti ho…
Par papa mujhe roz hi uske liye mujhse bolte the…to kabhi kabhi msg karte the…jisse unki ye khwahish mere dimag main rahe…par mujhe lagta tha…k saayad wo mujhe ched rahe hai….par main galat thi…ye unki khwahish nahi zid thii…
Birthday k roz jab main subah subah unko chai dene jaati ho….
Mein :- Happy birthday papa ji...
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Papa:- Thank you...tumhare liye kuch laaya ho...table par rakha hai...
Mein:- Kya..
Papa:- Khud dekh lo…
Wo ek box jaisa tha..mujhe laga papa saayad apni bahu k liye koi gift laaye hai jewellery jaisa kuch…main jaise hi usse kholne k liye hoti ho…mummy room k andar aa jaati hai….main fauran uss box ko unki nazron se baccha kar apne pallo main chupa leti ho…aur room se baahar nikal jaati hho…
Main bahot excited thi…apne gift ko lekar…isliye main fauran apne kamre main jaakar uss box k Khushi Khushi kholti ho…usko kholte hi mere chehre k hawai udd jaati hai…usko jo jewellery thi…wo mere gale ya kaan k nahi thi…. balki meri gaand k liye thi…uske andar BUTT PLUG tha….
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Usko dekh k meri aakhein badi ho jaati hai….papa meri gaand maarne k liye kitne serious the…ye wo dekh kar pata chal raha tha…unko utawla pan…meri gaand k lekar saaf dikh rahi thi…mera dil joro se dhadak raha tha…main dar rahi thi…ghabra rahi thi…kyu k main jaanti thi…k papa ji k lund meri gaand k ched k kya haal kar sakta hai…meri gaand k chota ched unke mote lund k kaise apne andar le paayenga…
Par main kya karti papa k ye zid thi… main ab aachey se jaan gayi thi ki papa aaj itni aasani se nahin mananewala...............mujhe papa k zid ke aagey jhukna padta hain.......insaan pyaar k liye kya nahi karta…kisi bhi had ko paar karwa deta hai pyaar…aur main papa k pyaar karne lagi thi…… agar unki yehi zidd hain to fir yehi sahi....main papa k khushi ke liye kuch bhi karney ko taiyaar thi.............agar wo meri gand marna chahtey hai…. To main unhe aisa karne dongi…..aaj wo karle apne sare armaan poorey................
Itna soch kar main apni saare kapde uttar deti ho…aur bistar par nangi let jaati ho…mujhe apni gaand k ched ko tyaar bhi to karna tha…apne ashiq k liye…
Mujhe raat k soch soch kar rongte khade ho rahe the…jaise kisi nav vivahit ladki k hote honge…main apni gaand k ched k touch karti ho…uska muh ek dum se band tha…par mujhe pata tha..k agar papa k lund iske andar gaya to iska muh kisi guffa k tarah hoga kal..yeh soch soch kar mera kaleja mere muh main aa raha tha….
Kuch der apni ungli gaand k ched par ragadne k baad…main apni ek ungli k apni thook k bhego leti ho…aur usko apni guda dwaar par rakh deti ho…aur halke halke usko andar karne lagti ho…meri patli ungli bhi badi msukil se mere gaand k ched main ghus paa rahi thi…wo itna tight tha….
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Par main bhi haar nahi maanti…main dheere dheere hi sahi apne gaand k ched k andar aur andar apni ungli daalne lagti ho…mujhe dard ho raha tha…par pyaar k liye ye dard bhi sehan tha…
Pehle ek ungli aur fir do….dard mere chehre par saaf nazar aa raha tha…par ye dard mujhe sehna padega…warna raat k main kaise le paungi apne sasur k lund apne andar…yahi soch kar main wo sab sehan kar rahi thi….
Jab meri dono ungli andar ghushne lagi…uske baad main unko baahar nikal leti ho…aur papa k diye hue butt plug par thoda oil daal k usko apne andar daalne lagti ho…uski motai meri dono unglio se jyaada thi…isliye mujhe usko andar lene main behad takleef ho rahi thi…par main haar nahi maanti aur halke halke aage peeche karke usko apne andar daalne lagti ho….aur akhir kaar mujhe usko poora andar daalne main safalta miti hai…wo meri gaand k ched main poori tarah ghush jaata hai….
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Dard ho raha tha..par ek alag tarah k mazza bhi aa raha tha..jo saayad maine kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha….main turant uth k mirror k saamne jaati ho…aur apne iss naaye jewar k dekhne lagti ho….
Wakai main uske kaaran mere ched k khoobsurti par chaar chaand lag gaye the….
Main poore din usko apni gaand main daale ghoomti firi…par papa ji ko maine iska andazza nahi hone diya…mein bhi unko surprise dena chah rahi thi…..maine bhi unko chedne k matlab se unko ye box baapas de deti ho…aur kehti ho k mein ye nahi kar sakti…
Meri iss baat k sun kar mere sasur k muh k rang hi utar jaata hai…unka muh murja jaata hai….wo mujhse gussa se ho jaate hai…jaise koi baccha hota hai..uski zid poori naa hone par……
Papa ji poori shaam mujhse chede chede ghoomte rahe….shaam k mummy radha papa and maine milkar papa k bthday k cake cut kiya….mummy radha ne papa k gifts diye…par maine papa k kuch nahi diya…papa mujhe bhuje hue the…
Mummy ne poocha bhi k mein apne sasur k liye kuch nahi laayi…to main naa main sar hila deti ho….mummy ko ye accha nahi lagta par wo kehti bhi to kya…
Papa mujhse muh chura rahe the…ignore kar rahe the…..jo mujhe accha nah lag raha tha ab….main kab tak apni premi ko jalati…isliye jab wo khana kha rahe the…tab main unko ek pic bhejti ho…
Mein:- papa maine aapko msg kiya hai….dekh lejiye kya aapko yahi gift chahiye…
Papa meri baat par fauran apna mobile phone nikalte hai…mera msg dekh k unki aakhein chamak utthi hai…
Maine unko apni nude pic bheji thi…pic main papa k diya hua butt plug meri gaand k andar tha…
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Mein papa k chehre k Khushi padh sakti thi…unka chehra Khushi se chamak utha tha…unki body language hi chang ho gayi…
Papa meri taraf aur main unki taraf dekh k muskura rahe the…khana khate samay maine khud ne mummy aur radha k kheer main neend k goliya mila di thi…jisse wo hum dono premiyo k apni kaamvasna poori karne main dikkat naa kare…
Khane khane k saath hi main apne kamre main chali jaati ho…aur ek behad khoobsurat lingerie night pehan leti ho……main room main khusbo wali candles jala leti ho…aur apne sasur k apne kamre main aane k intezaar karne lagti ho…main aaj behad utejit thi….mere unke aane k soch soch kar rongte khade ho rahe the…
K tabhi takreeban 11:30 baje mujhe papa k kadmo k aahat sunayi deti hai…wo mere room k darwaaza dheere se khol k kamre main aa jaate hai…mujhe aise bistar par lete dekh kar unki aakhein chamak utthi hai…
Hum dono ab dheere dheere khulte jaa rahe the…ab hamare andar koi dar nahi reh gaya tha…mere sasur jab mauka milta tha…mujhse apni hawas mita lete the…aur main bhi Khushi Khushi unhe apne jism k bhogne deti thi….
Kuch hi din mein papa ji k birthday aane waala tha…..meri shaadi k baad ye pehla papa k birthday tha jo hum saath main banane wale the….
Par Kaushal office k kisi kaam k chalte uss samay waha nahi rehne waale tha…isliye wo mujhe papaji k birthday plan karne k liye kehta hai…aur unke liye gift arrange karne ko bolta hai…
Kaushal:- Papa iss birthday main aapko ye lao bataye…
Papa:- are beta ab iss umar main bhi koi birthday hota hai…
Kaushal:- are papa aapki umar hi kya hai…aap to abhi bhi jawan hai…kyu neha..sahi kaha..
Kaushal ek dum se baat mujhpar transfer kar deta hai….
Mein (muskurati hui):- Bilkul papa to aaj bhi aapse jyada jawaan hai…
Aur ye sach tha…papa jis tarah se meri lete the….mujhe chodte the..acche acche nayi umar k ladke sharma jaaye….
Meri baat par papa bhi muskura dete hai…
Papa:- agar aisa hai…to iss baar k gift to main apni bahu se longa…seal pack…
Papa k seal pack k main matlab nahi samajh paayi aur na hi Kaushal…
Kaushal:- theek hai papa…neha papa jo maange wo tum unhe de dena…main iss baar thoda busy rahonga isliye iss bar pls tum dekh lena…
Itna keh k Kaushal waha se nikal jaata hai…aur ab main aur papa waha reh jaate hai….
Main papa se flirt karte hue…
Mein:- ab aisa kya baccha hai jo aapne mujhse liya nahi…main aapko sab to de chuki ho….
Papa:- ek cheez hai jo tumne baccha k rakhi hai….seal pack…
Mein:- kya…
Papa mere kareeb aa jaate hai…..aur apna muh mere kaan k ek dum pass le aate hai…aur aur apne ek haath neechay meri gand par le jate hain aur kaskar wahan par ek chanta marta hain jissey meri haule se cheekh nikal padti hain.........aur halke se bol padte hai…
Papa:- mujhe tumhari gaand maarni hai…..main chahta ho k mera lund tumhare is ched k khole…..dogi mujhe apni gaand….karongi apna ye ched mere naam….
Gand marwaney ki baat sunkar mere jism ke royein durr se khade ho gaye they...........itna mota lund apne gand mein jane ke khyaal se hi mein ander hi ander kaanp uthi............
Mein:- kaisi baat kar rahe hai aap… nahin….main wahan nahin le sakti aapka.........aap bistar par mera jo haal karte ho.............aapne meri chut ko poora faadkar rakh diya hai.............jab aapka wo meri gand mein jayega to pata nahi mera kya haal karenga… main aapka wahan nahin le sakti............please papa .........mujhe sab manzoor par main aapka waha nahi le paungi…
Mera kaleja zoron se dhadhakney lagta hain wahin papa ke chehrey par thoda dukh ke badal umad padte hain..........
Papa:- dekh lo neha mujhe to gift main wahi chahiye hai tumse…baaki tumhaari marzi….
Itna keh k papa waha se nikal jaate hai…
Main bhi ye baat ayi gayi samajhti ho…
Par papa mujhe roz hi uske liye mujhse bolte the…to kabhi kabhi msg karte the…jisse unki ye khwahish mere dimag main rahe…par mujhe lagta tha…k saayad wo mujhe ched rahe hai….par main galat thi…ye unki khwahish nahi zid thii…
Birthday k roz jab main subah subah unko chai dene jaati ho….
Mein :- Happy birthday papa ji...
Papa:- Thank you...tumhare liye kuch laaya ho...table par rakha hai...
Mein:- Kya..
Papa:- Khud dekh lo…
Wo ek box jaisa tha..mujhe laga papa saayad apni bahu k liye koi gift laaye hai jewellery jaisa kuch…main jaise hi usse kholne k liye hoti ho…mummy room k andar aa jaati hai….main fauran uss box ko unki nazron se baccha kar apne pallo main chupa leti ho…aur room se baahar nikal jaati hho…
Main bahot excited thi…apne gift ko lekar…isliye main fauran apne kamre main jaakar uss box k Khushi Khushi kholti ho…usko kholte hi mere chehre k hawai udd jaati hai…usko jo jewellery thi…wo mere gale ya kaan k nahi thi…. balki meri gaand k liye thi…uske andar BUTT PLUG tha….
Usko dekh k meri aakhein badi ho jaati hai….papa meri gaand maarne k liye kitne serious the…ye wo dekh kar pata chal raha tha…unko utawla pan…meri gaand k lekar saaf dikh rahi thi…mera dil joro se dhadak raha tha…main dar rahi thi…ghabra rahi thi…kyu k main jaanti thi…k papa ji k lund meri gaand k ched k kya haal kar sakta hai…meri gaand k chota ched unke mote lund k kaise apne andar le paayenga…
Par main kya karti papa k ye zid thi… main ab aachey se jaan gayi thi ki papa aaj itni aasani se nahin mananewala...............mujhe papa k zid ke aagey jhukna padta hain.......insaan pyaar k liye kya nahi karta…kisi bhi had ko paar karwa deta hai pyaar…aur main papa k pyaar karne lagi thi…… agar unki yehi zidd hain to fir yehi sahi....main papa k khushi ke liye kuch bhi karney ko taiyaar thi.............agar wo meri gand marna chahtey hai…. To main unhe aisa karne dongi…..aaj wo karle apne sare armaan poorey................
Itna soch kar main apni saare kapde uttar deti ho…aur bistar par nangi let jaati ho…mujhe apni gaand k ched ko tyaar bhi to karna tha…apne ashiq k liye…
Mujhe raat k soch soch kar rongte khade ho rahe the…jaise kisi nav vivahit ladki k hote honge…main apni gaand k ched k touch karti ho…uska muh ek dum se band tha…par mujhe pata tha..k agar papa k lund iske andar gaya to iska muh kisi guffa k tarah hoga kal..yeh soch soch kar mera kaleja mere muh main aa raha tha….
Kuch der apni ungli gaand k ched par ragadne k baad…main apni ek ungli k apni thook k bhego leti ho…aur usko apni guda dwaar par rakh deti ho…aur halke halke usko andar karne lagti ho…meri patli ungli bhi badi msukil se mere gaand k ched main ghus paa rahi thi…wo itna tight tha….
Par main bhi haar nahi maanti…main dheere dheere hi sahi apne gaand k ched k andar aur andar apni ungli daalne lagti ho…mujhe dard ho raha tha…par pyaar k liye ye dard bhi sehan tha…
Pehle ek ungli aur fir do….dard mere chehre par saaf nazar aa raha tha…par ye dard mujhe sehna padega…warna raat k main kaise le paungi apne sasur k lund apne andar…yahi soch kar main wo sab sehan kar rahi thi….
Jab meri dono ungli andar ghushne lagi…uske baad main unko baahar nikal leti ho…aur papa k diye hue butt plug par thoda oil daal k usko apne andar daalne lagti ho…uski motai meri dono unglio se jyaada thi…isliye mujhe usko andar lene main behad takleef ho rahi thi…par main haar nahi maanti aur halke halke aage peeche karke usko apne andar daalne lagti ho….aur akhir kaar mujhe usko poora andar daalne main safalta miti hai…wo meri gaand k ched main poori tarah ghush jaata hai….
Dard ho raha tha..par ek alag tarah k mazza bhi aa raha tha..jo saayad maine kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha….main turant uth k mirror k saamne jaati ho…aur apne iss naaye jewar k dekhne lagti ho….
Wakai main uske kaaran mere ched k khoobsurti par chaar chaand lag gaye the….
Main poore din usko apni gaand main daale ghoomti firi…par papa ji ko maine iska andazza nahi hone diya…mein bhi unko surprise dena chah rahi thi…..maine bhi unko chedne k matlab se unko ye box baapas de deti ho…aur kehti ho k mein ye nahi kar sakti…
Meri iss baat k sun kar mere sasur k muh k rang hi utar jaata hai…unka muh murja jaata hai….wo mujhse gussa se ho jaate hai…jaise koi baccha hota hai..uski zid poori naa hone par……
Papa ji poori shaam mujhse chede chede ghoomte rahe….shaam k mummy radha papa and maine milkar papa k bthday k cake cut kiya….mummy radha ne papa k gifts diye…par maine papa k kuch nahi diya…papa mujhe bhuje hue the…
Mummy ne poocha bhi k mein apne sasur k liye kuch nahi laayi…to main naa main sar hila deti ho….mummy ko ye accha nahi lagta par wo kehti bhi to kya…
Papa mujhse muh chura rahe the…ignore kar rahe the…..jo mujhe accha nah lag raha tha ab….main kab tak apni premi ko jalati…isliye jab wo khana kha rahe the…tab main unko ek pic bhejti ho…
Mein:- papa maine aapko msg kiya hai….dekh lejiye kya aapko yahi gift chahiye…
Papa meri baat par fauran apna mobile phone nikalte hai…mera msg dekh k unki aakhein chamak utthi hai…
Maine unko apni nude pic bheji thi…pic main papa k diya hua butt plug meri gaand k andar tha…
Mein papa k chehre k Khushi padh sakti thi…unka chehra Khushi se chamak utha tha…unki body language hi chang ho gayi…
Papa meri taraf aur main unki taraf dekh k muskura rahe the…khana khate samay maine khud ne mummy aur radha k kheer main neend k goliya mila di thi…jisse wo hum dono premiyo k apni kaamvasna poori karne main dikkat naa kare…
Khane khane k saath hi main apne kamre main chali jaati ho…aur ek behad khoobsurat lingerie night pehan leti ho……main room main khusbo wali candles jala leti ho…aur apne sasur k apne kamre main aane k intezaar karne lagti ho…main aaj behad utejit thi….mere unke aane k soch soch kar rongte khade ho rahe the…
K tabhi takreeban 11:30 baje mujhe papa k kadmo k aahat sunayi deti hai…wo mere room k darwaaza dheere se khol k kamre main aa jaate hai…mujhe aise bistar par lete dekh kar unki aakhein chamak utthi hai…
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