घूँघट से देखा ससुर जी का फौलादी लंड 1

Sasur bahu ki chudai kahani:- Hello doston, aap sabhi ko mera pyaar bhara namaste. Main hoon aapki Priyanka, ek baar phir haazir hoon ek mazedaar nayi kahani lekar. Umeed karti hoon yeh kahani aap logon ko pasand aayegi. Yeh kahani mere ek pathak ki hai, jise ab main usi ki zubani sunane ja rahi hoon.

Namaste doston! Mera naam Dimple Singh hai. Meri umar 25 saal aur lambai 5’2″ hai. Main dekhne mein jitni sundar hoon, usse kahin zyada haseen mera badan hai. Mera chehra sirf gora hi nahi, balki mere nain-naksh itne qatil hain ki kisi bhi mard ki nazar ek baar mujh par pad jaye, to unke dilon ki dhadkanein bekabu ho jati hain.

Sasur bahu ki desi hindi chudai kahani

Mere shareer ki banawat kisi ko bhi madhosh kar de. Meri 34″ size ki aakarshak choochiyan aur 36″ size ki bahar ki ore nikli hui bhari gaand, mera ubhaar aisa hai ki raah chalte mard bhi mujhe dekh lein, to apna land pakadne par majboor ho jate hain.

To doston, ab main apni asal kahani par aati hoon. Yeh kahani mere aur mere sasur ji ke beech ki hai, jo ab main aap logon ko batane ja rahi hoon.

Meri shaadi aaj se 5 saal pehle hui thi. Mere pati ka naam Raju hai aur unki umar 26 saal hai. Raju dekhne mein bahut zyada smart to nahi hain, par gharwalon ki pasand se hamari shaadi ho gayi. Aaj main ek bacchi ki maa hoon. Mere pati ki Gujarat mein apni ek transport company hai aur woh wahin rehte hain.

Mere sasur ji ka naam Jagdish Singh hai. Unki umar kehne ko to 54 saal hai, par apne khan-paan aur kasrat ki wajah se woh aaj bhi 38-40 ke jawan lagte hain. Woh gaon ke ek bade zamindar hain aur zyadatar samay kheti-badi hi sambhalte hain. Hamare sasural mein paise ki koi kami nahi thi.

Sasur ji apne shareer ka poora khayal rakhte hain, jiski wajah se unka badan ek-dum gathila aur tandurust bana hua hai. Meri saas maa ka intakal 7 saal pehle hi ho gaya tha, isliye ghar mein sasur ji ke alawa aur kisi ka zyada dakhal nahi hai.

Pehle main apne pati ke saath Gujarat mein hi raha karti thi, par bacche ke janm ke ek saal baad hi unhone mujhe gaon mein chhod diya. Ab main apne bacche ke saath yahan gaon mein reh kar sasur ji ka khayal rakhne lagi. Din bhar main ek aagyakari bahu ki tarah ghar ka sara kaam-kaaj sambhalti thi.

Par doston, mere liye har raat akele katna mushkil hota ja raha tha. Pati ke saath sambandh banaye 8 mahine beet chuke the aur main din-raat bas apni pyaas bujhane ke liye tadap rahi thi. Jab bardasht ke bahar ho jata, to raton ko bistar par lete-lete main apni chut mein ungli kar liya karti thi. Par jab ungli se bhi man nahi bharta, to mujhe baingan ka sahara lena padta tha.

Ghar mein main poora din saari pehne rehti aur sasur ji ke saamne laaj-sharm ke maare apna aadha chehra pallu se dhakе rehti thi. Kabhi-kabhi jab main backless dori wala blouse pehan leti, to poora din khud ko sambhalna bhari pad jata tha.

Mere sasur ji bhi number one ke tharki insan the. Woh aksar gaon ki doosri auraton ke saath-saath mujhe bhi badi gandi nigahon se nihaara karte the. Maine kai baar ghunghat ke andar se unki woh pyasi nigahеin bhaamp li thi. Saari aur blouse ke beech se meri aadhi nangi kamar, gori peeth aur khula hua pet… unhe dhakte-dhakte main khud pareshan ho chuki thi. Main apni saari itni tight baandhti thi ki meri gaand ka ubhaar ek-dum saaf nazar aata tha. Uthte-baithte aur aate-jate sasur ji ki nigahеin bas meri gaand par hi tiki rehti thi.

Gaon mein hamara ghar kaafi bada hai, jiski deewarein bahut oonchi hain. Mera kamra ghar ke bilkul peeche ek kone mein tha aur uske peeche ghana jungle. Sasur ji kamre ke bajaye raat ko aangan mein hi charpai laga kar sote the. Mujhe agar raat ko peshab karne jana hota, to aangan se hokar hi guzarna padta tha. Hamara bathroom bhi ghar ke ek kone mein ek-dum khula hua tha.

Sasur ji subah ka nashta karke kheton par nikal jate aur dopahar ko khana khane ghar aate. Shaam hote hi gaon ke log unke paas gap-shap karne jut jate the.

Kabhi-kabhi gaon ki ek-do auratein bhi wahan aakar baith jati thi. Maine kai baar apni aankhon se dekha ki baatein karte-karte sasur ji kaise chupke se un auraton ki jaanghon par haath pher dete the, aur woh auratein bhi hans kar unki is harkat ka maza leti thi. Mujhe pakka yakeen ho gaya tha ki sasur ji kai auraton ke saath khel chuke honge.

Shuruaat mein unki in harkaton par mujhe gussa aata tha, par phir main yeh soch kar nazar-andaaz kar deti ki saas maa ke jane ke baad aakhir unhe bhi to jism ki zaroorat padti hi hogi.

Waise mere sasur ji badi moonchon wale, solid aur gathile badan ke bade hi aakarshak mard hain. Jab kabhi main subah nahane ke baad unhe bina kurte ke dekh leti, to mere khud ke badan mein ek ajeeb si sihran daud jati thi. Unka woh chauda seena aur kasrati badan dekh kar mera man ek pal ke liye rishton ki sari sarhaden langhne ko betaab ho jata. Phir main turant ek glass thanda paani peekar kisi tarah apne aap ko kabu mein karti.

Raton ko pati se phone par baat karke apni chut ki aag ko shant karne ki koshish karti, par woh aag bhala phone par bujhne wali kahan thi? Bas man ko thodi der ke liye tasalli mil jati, lekin pyaas waise ki waise hi bani rehti.

Main mahinon se apne pati ko ghar bula rahi thi, par meri tadap ka un par koi asar nahi hota tha. Isi baat ko lekar aksar phone par hamara jhagda bhi ho jata. Main sasural mein akeli bahu thi, aur shayad isi wajah se sasur ji bhi mujhe mayke jane ki ijazat nahi dete the. Unhone ghar ki tijori se lekar anaaj ke godam tak ki sari chabiyan mere haathon mein saump rakhi thi—isi bharose aur zimmedari ki wajah se mujhe unki har baat manni padti thi.

Phir bhi jab main ek-do din gusse mein muh phula kar kamre mein baith jati, to mujhe manane ke liye sasur ji bazaar se kuch na kuch khane ke liye le aate aur kehte:

“Dimpi bahu, yeh ghar bhi to tumhara hi hai. Kuch khana-peena ho ya kisi cheez ki kami ho, to mujhse keh diya karo. Tum meri itni seva karti ho, to mera bhi farz banta hai ki main tumhare liye kuch karoon!”

Haan, sasur ji pyaar se mujhe Dimpi keh kar bulate the, aur unke muh se apna yeh naam sunkar mujhe kaafi accha lagta tha.

Ab main sasur ji ko kaise samjhati ki aurat ka sirf pet bharne se kaam nahi chalta. Pet ki tarah aurat ki chut bhi land khane ke liye utni hi bhookhi hoti hai. Is bhookh ko to aapka beta mujhse door rehkar aur badha raha hai. Yeh to mera sati-savitri ka roop tha, jo khud ko kisi gair mard ki bahon mein jane se roke hue thi.

Mere pati aksar mujhe fashionable dresses mein dekhna pasand karte hain, par gaon-samaj ke dar se mujhe saari hi pehanni padti thi. Phir bhi main saari ke neeche jo panty pehanti thi, woh itni short hoti ki bas chut ki phaankon ko hi cover karti thi. Panty ka pichhla hissa meri bhari gaand ki darar mein sama jata tha, jisse meri gaand ki goliyan aur bhi ubhri hui aur madak nazar aati thi.

Meri bra bhi padded aur chhote size ki hoti thi, jismein mere boobs ke gol aakar bade aakarshak nazar aate the. Main raat ko sote samay silk ki shirt-nighty pehanti thi jo ghutnon tak hoti thi. Uske neeche main bra-panty kabhi nahi pehanti thi. Jab kabhi main raat ko chut mein ungli kar leti, to poori thakaan utarne ke baad aksar nangi hi so jati thi.

Roz subah main jaldi naha-dhokar pehle pooja-paath karti, phir rasoi ka kaam sambhalti. Sasur ji har subah uthte hi sabse pehle apni poti ka chehra dekhna pasand karte the. Woh kuch der poti ke saath khelte, phir jab woh rone lagti, to use laakar meri god mein thama dete.

Sasur ji kabhi-kabhi bacchi ko meri godi mein dete samay apni ungliyan meri choochiyon par pher dete the. Unke mardane aur kathor haathon ki chhuan se mera poora badan sihar uth ta tha. Meri choochiyan phool kar tight ho jatiin aur nipples nukiile hokar tan jate the. Unki is chhuan se meri chut bhi paani chhodne lagti thi. Main ghunghat ke andar se sasur ji ka chehra dekhti, to unke chehre par ek shararti muskaan hoti thi, jise dekhkar main samajh jati thi ki yeh sab unhone jaan-boojh kar kiya hai.

Phir sasur ji naha-dhokar aate aur aangan mein lagi charpai par baith jate the. Main unhe nashta dene jati, to pehle apni saari ke pallu ko kamar mein khons leti thi, taaki jab main unke pairon ko chhoone ke liye neeche jhukoon, to meri choochiyon ki gahrai woh na jhaank saken. Sasur ji ke pairon ko chhu kar aashirwad lena mera roz ka niyam ban gaya tha.

Sasur ji mere inhin sanskaron ki wajah se poore gaon mein meri aagyakari bahu hone ka bakhaan karte the, aur har mahine woh mere liye nayi-nayi saariyan bhi laate the. Unka mere liye yeh sab karna mujhe saaf samajh aata tha. Par main sasur ji ko unke bete ki jagah kaise de sakti hoon, bas yahi kashmakash thi.

Mahinon se land na milne ke karan main bhi kaafi chudasi ho rahi thi, phir bhi main apne sasur ji ke saath maryada paar nahi karna chaah rahi thi.

Din, mahine aur saal aise hi guzar rahe the. Mujhe apna man maar kar sasural mein rehna pad raha tha, tabhi ek raat gaon mein aisa kuch hua ki subah poora gaon sadme mein aa gaya.

To doston, meri kahani yahan se mod leti hai. Yeh baat pichhle saal October ke mahine ki hai. Raat ke andhere mein jab poora gaon chain ki neend so raha tha, to kuch choron ne ek ghar ko poori tarah loot liya tha. Yeh khabar jaise hi charon taraf faili, to sabhi ki tarah sasur ji bhi dekhne chale gaye. Ghar aakar sasur ji ne mujhe sari baatein batayi, jise sunkar meri rooh kaanp gayi.

Phir kisi tarah raat hui. Khana khane ke baad sasur ji bole:

“Dimpi bahu, mahaul theek nahi hai. Main chahta hoon ki tum tijori ko ab acche se lock karke rakhna.”

Main sasur ji ke saamne side position mein khadi, apne ek haath se saari ke pallu ko pakde hue boli:

“Theek hai papa ji.”

Main ghunghat ke andar se hi unki nigahon ko dekh rahi thi. Woh meri gaand ka bhari ubhaar hi nihaar rahe the. Itna bol kar main apne kamre mein aa gayi aur tijori ko check karke so gayi.

Agle din phir pata chala ki raat ko kisi aur ke yahan chori ho gayi hai. Chor itne shatir the ki woh gharon ki deewarein tod kar andar ghus rahe the. Sasur ji sab dekh kar aate aur mujhe apne phone mein (tasveerein) dikhate the. Poore din sab ki baatein sunkar mera dil bahut darne laga tha.

Isi tarah do-teen din lagatar aas-paas ke gaonon mein choriyan huiin, jisse poore gaon mein khauf chha gaya. Mujhe raat ko akele sone mein kaafi dar lag raha tha aur neend bhi sahi se nahi aa rahi thi.

Agle din maine pati ko sab bataya. Mere pati ne sasur ji se mere dar ke baare mein baat ki aur aane ki koshish ki, par sasur ji ne use yeh keh kar rok diya ki woh akele sab sambhal lenge.

Sasur ji ne apne bete se baat karne ke baad mujhe aangan mein bulaya aur bole:

“Dimpi bahu, mujhe pata hai mahaul theek nahi hai. Ab Raju beta yahan aayega, to uske karobar mein nuksaan ho jayega.”

Maine ghunghat ke andar se kaha:

“Papa ji, dar laga rehta hai. Raton ko mujhe neend nahi aa rahi hai.”

Sasur ji bole:

“Bahu, main tumhara dar samajh sakta hoon. Ghar ke peeche jungle hai, upar se tumhe akele sona padta hai. Tum kaho to main kamre ke bahar charpai laga kar let sakta hoon. Aaj-kal is mahaul ki wajah se gaon mein koi bhi chain se nahi so pa raha hai, sabhi mard pahredari kar rahe hain. Bahu, tum aaram se so jana, aaj main pahredari kar loonga!”

Phir gaon mein andhera hone se pehle maine khana bana kar taiyar kar diya. Sasur ji khane ke baad mere kamre ke bahar apni charpai laga lete hain. Sasur ji shaam ko hi apni kuch neend poori kar lete hain, taaki woh raat bhar jaag kar ghar ki rakhwaali kar saken.

Ab kamre ke bahar sasur ji so rahe the. Main nighty mein bhi nahi so pa rahi thi aur dar ke maare light bhi on rakhni pad rahi thi. Agli raat mujhe saari mein neend nahi aa rahi thi, main kamre ke andar idhar-udhar tahal rahi thi. Sasur ji pahredari shuru karne se pehle apni ek neend poori karke uthte the, to unki nazar mujh par pad gayi.

Sasur ji bahar se hi khaansate hue bole:

“Kya hua bahu? Is tarah kyun tahal rahi ho?”

Maine thodi pareshani bhari awaaz mein kaha:

“Papa ji, woh… neend nahi aa rahi thi!”

Sasur ji bole:

“Bahu, mujhe pata hai aurat ko saari pehan kar sone ki aadat nahi hoti. Tumhe meri chinta kiye bagair, jis kapde mein aaram mile use pehan kar so jana chahiye.”

Sasur ji ki baat mujhe bahut acchi lagi ki woh bina bataye meri pareshani samajh gaye the. Phir maine kamre ka darwaza band kiya aur apne badan se sare kapde utaar kar pairon tak ki full maxi pehan li aur so gayi.

Agle din sasur ji der se sokar uthe. Nashta karne ke baad woh gaon mein ghoomne nikal gaye. Jab woh wapas aaye, to badi dukhad khabar lekar aaye. Sasur ji ne bataya ki kal raat ghar ke peeche wale jungle mein chor chhupe hue the; kuch gaon walon ne unhe dekha, par dar ki wajah se koi kuch nahi kar paya.

Gaon ke door ek ghar mein loot rokne ke liye parivar ke ek sadasya ne koshish ki, to choron ne use maut ke ghat utar diya. Sasur ji se yeh sab sunkar mere pairon tale zameen khisak gayi thi. Mujhe ab aur bhi zyada khauf mehsoos ho raha tha.

Shaam hote hi sasur ji khana khakar so gaye. Maine kamre mein bacchi ko sulane ke baad saari utaar kar nighty pehanni chahi, par maine dekha ki meri full nighty aaj geeli hai. Ab mere paas bas ghutnon tak ki short nighty bachi thi, jo mere jism se poori tarah chipak jati thi. Mujhe sasur ji ka khayal aaya ki woh bahar hi hain; agar unhone mujhe is haal mein dekh liya, to kya sochenge?

Phir ek baar maine bahar jhaanka, sasur ji abhi so rahe the. Maine jaldi se kamre ka gate band kiya aur apne badan se sabhi kapde utaarkar sirf woh shirt-nighty pehan li. Kamre mein dim light jala kar man mein socha—‘Bhagwan, bas mujhe unke saamne na jana pade.’

Mujhe bed par lete thodi hi der hui thi ki achanak bijli chali gayi. Ghane andhere ke karan ab mujhe aur bhi dar lagne laga. Meri poori body ke rongte khade ho gaye. Thodi himmat karke maine phone ki light jalayi aur kamre ka gate khol diya, taaki bahar se kuch roshni andar aa sake.

Mere dil ki dhadkan tezi se chal rahi thi. Haath mein phone ki light jalaakar main bed ke ird-gird tahal rahi thi. Mera poora shareer dar se kaanp raha tha, upar se mujhe zoron se peshab lagne lagi thi. Mujhe bilkul samajh nahi aa raha tha ki kya karoon—sasur ji ko awaaz doon ya akele bahar chali jaun?

To doston, iske aage kya hua, woh agle bhaag mein bataungi. Tab tak meri is kahani par bane rahen. Umeed karti hoon ki meri kahani aap sabhi ko pasand aa rahi hogi.