Adultery Restart: Bus ka Safar (Neeta - Ek Masoom Housewife)

[haqiqatekamal]

⚠️ Chetawani & Disclaimer (Read Carefully) ⚠️

Doston, is kahani ko shuru karne se pehle ye baatein apne dimaag mein bitha lein:

ye kahani aur iske saare kirdar poori tarah se kalpanik  hain. Iska kisi bhi human se koi lena-dena nahi hai. Sabhi naam, jagah aur ghatnayen sirf ek "Fantasy" hain.

Yeh kahani samaj ke banaye gaye aam niyamon aur maryadaon ke bilkul khilaf hai. Agar aap pariwarik, achche achran wale hain ya fir maan maryada mein bahut zyada yakin rakhte hain, toh isi mat pado.  

Is kahani ko sirf ek fantasy ki tarah lein. Ismein likha gaya koi bhi Ganda Aacharan zindagi mein karne ki koshish hargiz na karein. Hum kisi bhi galat kaam ko support nahi karte. 

Agar aapko is kahani ke kisi bhi part se koi aapatti hai, toh please ise Report karne ki bajay mujhe Comment ya DM mein apni salah dein. Main ek writer hoon aur baat samajhta hoon.

Agar mujhe authorities ya moderators se is kahani ko band karne ka aadesh mila, toh main bina kuch soche is kahani ko dubara adhoora chhod kar band kar dunga. 

is sab ke baad Agar aapko kahani achhi lag rahi hai, toh hausla badhayein! Agar aapke paas koi "Idea" hai, toh zaroor share karein. Agar aapka idea is fantasy plot mein fit baitha, toh main use kahani mein zaroor jagah dunga.

Padhne ke liye Shukriya. Ab shuru karte hain "Bus ka Safar"... 

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Namaste doston,

Kaafi waqt se main dekh raha hoon ki "Bus ka Safar" ya "Neeta - Ek Masoom Housewife" jaisi story ne hum sab ke dimaag par ek gehra asar chhoda hai. Yeh ek aisi dastaan rahi hai jise kai kabil writers ne shuru kiya, lekin badkismati se koi bhi ise manzil (The End) tak nahi pahuncha paya.

Ek reader (pahle) writer (baad mei) ke taur par mujhe bhi wahi tadap mehsoos hui jo aap sab ko hoti hai—ek zabardast shuruat, lekin adhoora anth. Isliye, maine ek faisla liya hai.

Maine is story ki "Aatma" ko bilkul nahi chheda hai, lekin ise naye sire se taraasha hai.

Complete Overhaul: Maine story ko pehle panno se lekar aakhri mod tak poora edit aur update kiya hai.

Sabse badi khabar—is story ka Final Conclusion (aakhri bhag) is dafa adhoora nhi chhoda jayega.

Maine purani story ki faltu aur bore karne wali baaton ko hata diya hai taaki aapka excitement bana rahe.

kahani ko aur bhi engaging aur "bold" banane ke liye ismein kuch naye, majedar aur scenes shamil kiye hain jo aapki kalpana ko ek nayi udaan denge.


Credit & Respect
Main yahan saaf kar dena chahta hoon ki is story ka asli Credit iske Original Writer ko hi jata hai. Unki buniyad ke bina yeh imaarat khadi nahi ho sakti thi. Main sirf ek zariya hoon jo unki is mehnat aur aap sab ki demand ko dekhte huye ise ek mukammal roop de raha hoon.

Story wahi hai, jazbaat wahi hain, lekin ab andaz naya hai aur manzil pakki hai.


Is kahani ke last final updates tak hum jaayenge. aapse ummid hai ki viewer or staff support karenge. pichhli kahani kyon ruki, mujhe nhi pata, kisi ne report kiya, ya writer gayab ho gaya. ya kuchh or per main ummid karta hun. ki is kahani ko purani aatma mei naye awtar ke sath peesh karun or ise antim line tak pahunchau. agar kisi ko kahani se aapptai hai to report karne ke bajay comment kare ya DM kare, main ise fir se rok dunga.



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[Basic]

Go on brother. But please Neeta young beautiful honi chahiye aur uske samne 2-3 old men ho. Alahani awesome hogi. Sirf seduce hi nahi balki thoda pyaar aur aashiqi ka tadka bhi lagana. Pyaar aur sex ka war ho buddhe logo ki taraf se.

[haqiqatekamal]

Update 1...


28 saal ki neeta ekdam bhari jawani mei gote lagati ek ladaki, jiska badan kisi machine se tarasa gaya ho. har ang apni shape mei aisa dhala tha jaise sanchen mei bani ho. na moti na patli, kamar or kulhe itne chaudhe ki ek kulha ek samany purush ke dono kulhon ke barabar ho. uske kulhon ke pichhe agar koi chhup jaaye to dikhega bhi nhi. or chhati ka to puchho hi mat. mano chhati mei 2 bade bade kharbuje lekar chalti ho. jawani ke hichkole lete neeta ke sthan inte sudaul the ki wah bina bra ke bhi uske sthan ekdam kisi parvat ki tarah khade dikhte the.
Neeta ko pata hai ki log usey kaise dekhte hain, aur woh usey chhupane ki kitni koshish karti hai. lekin wah chaahkar bhi chhupa nhi paati hai.

Neeta apne maike jaa rahi thi. use maiyke mei kal yani date X3.6.20XX ko faldan hai, uske chacha ke ladke ka. Neeta ghar jaane ke naam se bahut khus thi, ghar or fir bhai ka faldan or shadi, Neeta is baar karib 20 din apne ma ke ghar rukne wali thi. Aise dekhein to Neeta ka jeevan khushaal tha. Apne pati Ravi ke sath wo khusi khusi ranchi mein rahti thi. shadi ko char saal hone wale the, abhi tak dono ke bachche nhi huye the. Duniya ko lagta tha Neeta khush hai, par har raat Ravi ki 'shithil' koshishon ne usey andar se khaali kar diya tha

Ravi ek construction company mein senior engineer tha—ek number aur do number mein kaafi amdani thi. Ek sukhi jeevan ke liye zaroori sabhi cheejein thi uske paas. Bas shadi ke 4 saal baad bhi Neeta maa nahi ban payi thi.Uski saas aksar nashte ki mez par taana maar deti—"4 saal ho gaye bahu, ab toh ghar mein kisi ke rone ki awaaz goonjni chahiye. Kisi achhe doctor se kyun nahi dikhwate?".Aise waqt mein Neeta ki saansein atak jati thin. Woh dheere se nazrein uthakar Ravi ki taraf dekhti thi, is umeed mein ki shayad aaj Ravi apni mardanagi ka jhootha mukhauta utaar dega. Lekin Ravi har baar ki tarah chid-chidate huye baat ko taal deta—"Maa, abhi humne planning nahi ki hai, ek-do saal ruko sab ho jayega".Yeh sunte hi Ravi apni plate mein nazrein gaad leta, kyunki woh Neeta ki aankhon mein jhankne se darta tha. Neeta jaanti thi ki yeh "planning" sirf ek parda hai us kadwi sacchai par, ki uska pati bistar par ek "chuha" hai jo 30-second bhi nahi tik paata. Jab Ravi nazrein churata, toh Neeta ke bhari jism mein vasna ki ek lehar uthti jo bebasi mein badal jati. Uska har ang, uski woh bhari chhati aur chaudhe kulhe ek mardana sparsh ke liye tadap uthte, par Ravi ka "shithil ang" usey sirf andheri raaton ka sannata hi de paata tha.


Neeta ko ab poora vishwas ho chuka tha ki 'baanjh' hone ka jo kalank samaj us par thopna chahta hai, woh darasal Ravi ki namardagi ka parda hai. Usey samajh aa gaya tha ki Ravi doctor ke paas isliye nahi jata kyunki woh apni nakaami ke dastawez (reports) dekhne se darta hai.Bistar mein bhi Ravi ka wahi haal tha—abhi Neeta uske sparsh ko mehsoos karna shuru hi karti ki Ravi 'thanda' pad jata. Neeta ne saheliyon ki chori-chhupe baaton mein aur internet ke kuch pannon par us 'anand' aur 'swarg ke gote' lagane wali feelings ke baare mein jo kuch bhi suna tha, ab usey woh sab sirf ek jhootha khwab lagne laga tha.Usey lagta tha ki kya sach mein mard aur aurat ka milan itna asar-daar hota hai ki ruh kaanp jaye? Ya phir uske naseeb mein sirf Ravi ka woh 'shithil ang' aur har raat ki adhoori pyaas hi likhi hai? Woh apni bhari jawaani ko aise hi raakh hote huye dekh rahi thi, par uski 'shadishuda or ijjatdar' wali fitrat ne uske honthon par khamoshi ka tala laga rakha tha.

Neeta ki saheliyon ne usey kayi baar bataya tha ki shuruat mein dard toh hota hai, par uske baad jo anand milta hai woh swarg samaan hota hai. Lekin Neeta ke naseeb mein na toh woh dard aaya aur na hi woh swarg. Uske liye toh yeh milan bas 1-2 minute ka ek thaka-hara "ritual" ban kar reh gaya tha.Ravi bas uski saree ya maxy ko upar sarka kar, panty ko ek taraf karta, aur uske bhari jism ki ghani jhaadiyon mein chhipi us gulabi darar mein apna mungfali ke akaar ka ling ghusane ki koshish karta. Woh abhi mehsoos karna shuru hi karti ki Ravi kshan bhar mein "nidhaal" ho kar dher ho jata aur gehri neend mein so jata. Neeta har raat us adhoore-pan ko jhelti, lekin usne kabhi Ravi ko apni tapan (frustration) ka ehsas nahi hone diya. Bahar ki duniya ke liye woh hamesha us izzatdar khandaan ki ek "adarsh bahu" aur adarsh patni hi bani rahi.

Neeta to ye bhi nahi jaanti thi ki Ravi ka lund bada hai ya chhota! Usne kabhi kisi aur mard ka real mein lund dekha bhi nahi tha. Khair, bas ek baar uski gaon ki saheliyon ne usey videshi chudai ki blue film jaroor dikhai thi, wahan bhi woh pakde jaate-jaate bachi thi. CD chalte hi tej aawaj ke karan uske ghar waale puchhne lage ki kya chala rahi hai, toh darr ke maare usne jaldi-jaldi TV aur CD player ka bijli taar hi khench diya tha. Neeta ke paas aaj bhi wahi keypad wala mobile tha; Ravi ne touchscreen le liya tha, par Neeta ne naya phone lene se mana kar diya tha.

Neeta khush bhi thi aur thoda udaas bhi. Usey darr tha ki har baar ki tarah kal jab uski sakhiyan-saheliyan milengi aur chudai ke baare mein chatkhare lekar sawal poochhengi, toh woh kya jawab degi? Shadi ke 4 saal baad bhi god sooni hona apne aap mein ek heenta ka bhav paida karta tha, jaise uski jawaani kisi kaam ki na ho.

Pichhli baar jab Rajni ne apne bistar ke kisse bataye the, toh sunte-sunte hi Neeta ki panty geeli ho gayi thi! Par ab usey lagta tha ki shayad Rajni ne jhooth hi kaha hoga, kyunki jaisa maza Rajni bata rahi thi, waisa toh Neeta ko kabhi naseeb hi nahi hua. Woh aksar yahi soch kar mann ko samjha leti ki videshi mardon ka "hathiyar" vishalkaya hota hoga jaisa usne CD mein dekha tha, par hamare deshi mardon ka shayad Ravi jaisa hi chhota-mota hota hai. Lekin phir bhi, uske mann mein hamesha ek gehra shak bana rehta—ki kya sach mein mardangi ki hadd bas itni hi hai?

Isi Holi mein uske door ke devar Kunal ne jab usey rang lagaya tha, toh Neeta ko ek ajeeb sa ehsaas hua tha. Kunal ne woh jaan-boojhkar kiya tha ya anjane mein, yeh Neeta nahi jaanti thi, par rang lagate samay Kunal ka haath uske bhari urozon (chuchiyon) par tik gaya tha. Rang se bachne ki koshish mein Neeta neeche phisal gayi aur uska pallu blouse par se hat gaya. Kunal usey piche se pakde huye tha aur rang mal raha tha.

Neeta pet ke bal leti apne chehre ko hathon se chhupa rahi thi, aur uski saree simat kar ghutno tak aa gayi thi. Uske jism ki safed chikni jaanghon par jab gulabi rang laga, toh woh bilkul gulab ki pankhadiyon jaisi chamakne lagin. Kunal peeth se lipta ek haath se chehre par rang laga raha tha aur uska doosra haath Neeta ki ek chuchi par jam gaya tha.

Jaise hi Neeta ko ehsaas hua ki kisi gair mard ka haath uske angon par hai, uske poore badan mein bijli sa current daur gaya. Dhadkane itni tez thin ki maano seena phat jayega. Usi waqt usne apne nitamb (buttock) par kuch bahut kathor mehsoos kiya—shayad woh Kunal ka lund tha. Par itna bada kaise ho sakta hai? Usne mann ko samjhaya ki shayad Kunal ki jeb mein uska keypad wala mobile phone raha hoga. Chahe jo bhi ho, us ghatna ke teen din baad tak Neeta bechain rahi thi. Aaj char mahine beet jaane ke baad bhi, us pal ki yaad matra se uski jaanghon ke beech aag aur paani ka adbhut milan hone lagta tha aur woh Kunal ke saamne jaane mein jhijhakti thi.

Neeta ko ab lagne laga tha ki Ravi ke paas shayad woh 'hathiyar' hi nahi hai jiski uski bhari jawaani ko sakht zaroorat thi. Usne dhimere-dheere yeh maan liya tha ki uski kismat mein yauvan ka asli anand likha hi nahi hai, aur Kunal ke saath bitaye woh kuch kshan hi shayad uske jeevan ke sabse sukhad pal ban kar reh jayenge. Jab uski tapan hadd se zyada badh jati, toh Neeta aksar tanhayi mein ungli ya apni lipstick ka sahara lekar apna kaam chala leti thi, par woh 'swarg' phir bhi usse koson door rehta tha. Magar aaj woh in sab dabe huye khayalon se door, apne maike ki yaadon mein dubi hui thi. Usey ab bas wahan pahunchne ki jaldi thi, kyunki abhi kuch hi der mein woh aur Ravi maike ke liye ghar se nikalne wale the.

Shaam dhal chuki thi aur unki bus 7-8 baje ke beech ki thi. Raat ke lambe safar ke liye Neeta ne din mein hi saari taiyari kar li thi aur dopahar mein khoob soyi bhi thi, taaki raat mein lambe samfar ke daurat sachet rhe aur usey koi dikkat na ho—waise bhi aaj-kal waqt thoda kharab chal raha tha. Ek izzatdar ghar ki bahu hone ke naate, Neeta zyada gahne (jewelry) lekar chalne mein yakeen nahi rakhti thi, phir bhi woh har tarah se sachet thi. Dopahar ki neend mein dubi Neeta ko pata hi nahi chala kab shaam ho gayi. Woh kursi par baithe-baithe abhi neend ke jhonke le hi rahi thi ki uske pati Ravi ki bhari awaaz ne usey jhatke se jaga diya....

Continued... stay tuned
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[srider69]

Neeta was one of the best stories on this forum. I hope you keep up the quality and same amount of raunchiness or more. Longing forward to seeing updates from you, friend

[momass]

i even somehow purchased this story few years ago ,but was really disappointed ,neeta was not fucked

i hope writer will write part 2