Oh mere zalim papa ji -1
Papa se meri kunwari chut chudai:- Mera naam Divya hai. Main 21 saal ki hoon. Main apne mummy-papa ki iklauti beti hoon. Mujhe apni mummy ke baare mein kuch nahi kehna hai, lekin mujhe apne papa ke baare mein kuch kehna hai.
Wo chhiyalis saal ke hain. Ek sportsman hone ke naate, unki physique acchi hai aur wo paintis saal ke lagte hain. Maine unhe ghar aur office ke alawa kabhi kisi aur cheez par dhyan dete nahi dekha. Ek din, mere saath ek aisi ghatna hui jisse main apna aapa kho baithi. Main aapko uske baare mein bataungi.
Papa se meri kunwari chut chudai
Main, mummy-papa aur main ek hafte pehle apni mausi ki shaadi mein gaye the. Pehle do din to sab theek raha. Teesre din, jab hum sab shaadi ki taiyariyon mein busy the, mujhe thodi thakaan mehsoos hui aur main apne liye tay kamre ki taraf badhi. Apne kamre mein jane ke liye, mujhe mummy-papa ke liye tay kamre se aage jana pada. Us kamre ko paar karte samay, mujhe kuch phusphusahat sunayi di aur, apni utsukta rok na pane ke karan, maine apne bagal wali khidki thodi si kholi, andar jhuki aur chauk gayi.
Andar, meri mausi mere papa ki god mein baithi thiin. Usne jacket nahi pehni thi. Mere papa dheere se uske balls daba rahe the jo uski bra se bahar aa gaye the. Wo karahte hue boli,
“Amm..”
aur boli,
“Oh.. tum bahar se masoom dikhte ho, lekin aurat ko patane mein number one ho..”
Usne chidane wale lahje mein kaha. Mere papa ne patana band kiya, use dheere se dabaya, aur kaha,
“Kya tum sab mujhe patane ki koshish kar rahe ho?! Kya ye tumhari bahan ki galti hai..”
aur use thoda aur zor se dabaya. Wo boli,
“Ufff..f..”
aur karahte hue boli,
“Bas, babu, neeche sab kuch waisa hi hai.”
Usne kaha.
“Theek hai, main neeche ka saaman dekhna chahti hoon.”
Unhone kaha, aur apna haath uski saari ke andar daal diya. Usne apne papa ke haath par thappad mara aur kaha,
“Neeche koi kaam nahi hai. Agar neeche shaadi ka kaam hota, to aap mujhe ghasitkar le jate. Agar koi upar aaya, to hum use dhoondh lenge. Sabr rakho, main khud kuch intizam kar loongi.”
Jab wo ye keh rahi thi, mere papa ne apna haath uske andar daal diya tha. Mujhe hairani hai ki unhone us haath se kya kiya, lekin wo boli,
“S..baba..”
aur ghoom gayi, mere papa ka chehra paas kheench liya, use apne balls par ragda, aur karahne lagi,
“Jab main bacchi thi, tab bhi maine tumhe apne bagal mein sone diya tha, tab bhi tum nahi chhodte, tumhe pata hai..is..mm..mm..”
Jab wo aise karah rahi thi, mere papa ne apna chehra uske balls ke beech mein daba diya, use bistar par dhakel diya, aur uski saari upar utha di.
Aisa lag raha tha ki meri aunty pehle se taiyar hokar aayi thiin, aur unhone andar panty bhi nahi pehni thi. Mere papa ne apni ungliyon se unke breast ko alag kiya, use andar dhakela, aur kaha,
“Abba.. main tumhe kitni bhi baar chodoonga, tum andar se geeli hi rahogi!..”
“Mm.. tum apne bhai ke land ke liye bahut geeli ho jaogi..”
Mere papa ne kaha, aur dheere se apni pant ki zip khol di. Aunty ab aur khud ko rok nahi payeen, isliye unhone meri pant neeche kheench di. Main papa ka ling unke underwear mein uchhalte hue saaf dekh sakti thi. Main use dekhte-dekhte itni geeli ho gayi thi. Main nigalna bhi bhool gayi aur bas dekhti rahi. Jaise hi aunty ne papa ka underwear neeche kiya, papa ka ling phoonfkarate hue bahar aa gaya. Jab maine use dekha, to mera poora shareer kaanp utha. Apne doston ke saath blue-film mein dekhne ke alawa, maine ise kabhi sach mein nahi dekha tha. Ye aisa tha, jab aap itne bade ling ko seedhe dekhte hain, to aapke gale ki nami sookh jati hai. Mujhe shak tha ki itna bada ling sach mein meri aunty ki chut mein ja payega.
Aunty ne papa ka ling haath mein liya aur kaha,
“Main kitni bhi boodhi ho jaoon, iska dhuwan kabhi kam nahi hoga!?”
“Dhuwan kam karne ke liye, tumhe meri bahan ki jaanghon ke beech jana hoga.”
Papa ne uski chut ko dabate hue kaha. Papa ki aunty ne unka haath hilaya aur kaha,
“Oh.. ise aise kuchalne ke bajaye, tum ise jaldi se neeche kar sakte ho..”
Unhone kaha.
“Neeche kuch kaam hai, jaldi jana hai..”
Papa ne hanste hue kaha.
“Hmm.. maine poora engine garam kar diya hai aur ab tum ‘paani gini’ bolne wale ho, idhar aao, bhai..”
“Hmm.. aao!?”
“Teri bahan ka land kat jayega..”
“Kaise katoge!?”
“Oh.. tum abhi bhi bacche ho..”
“Tum mujhse chhote ho..”
“Hmm.. tum to bas umar mein chhote ho..”
“Aur tumhe kya ho gaya hai, boodhe!?”
“Tum gadhe jitne mote ho, yahi to poochh rahe ho.”
Jab aunty ye keh rahi thiin, papa ne apna land zor se unki chut mein daal diya. Aunty achanak uchhal padiin aur boliin,
“Oh.. maine itni zor se nahi dala!”
Unhone thoda karahte hue kaha.
“Oh.. sorry bahan, dheere-dheere mat dalna!?”
Papa ne daya dikhate hue kaha.
“Mm.. tumhe aise dhakka dena nahi aata, main jab bhi mauka milta tha, tumhe chodta tha.”
“Agar tum mujhe aise dhakka doge, to main tumhe aur bhi zor se dhakka doonga..”
Unhone kaha aur phir se dhakka diya.
“Oh.. kya hua, babu..m.. neeche sab kuch hil raha hai.”
“Bas tumhara land dekhna hi kaafi hai, mera land uttejit ho jayega.”
“M..is.. ye sahi hai, kummara.. m.. oh.. tumhare land mein kya hai!? Jitna zyada main jhadti hoon, utna hi zyada mujhe jhadne ka man karta hai. M… ye sahi hai.. aur khilona..ye..hai..”
Aunty karahati hai, sangharsh karti hai aur aur bhi zor se karahati hai.
Jab aunty aise intezar kar rahi thiin, to papa bhi excited hokar karah rahe the. Unke bhaiyon ka bed aise hil raha tha jaise toot jayega. Yahan se scene dekhkar main geeli aur geeli ho rahi thi. Anjane mein, maine apna haath apni jaanghon ke beech kasakar dabana shuru kar diya. Aunty mere papa ke bhai ke bhai ko hila rahi thiin aur pareshan karne wale andaaz mein kehti rahiin,
“Bhai..hai..hai..”
Papa ne bhi kaha,
“Oh.. bahan! Tumhe chodne mein jo maza aata hai, wo kisi aur ko chodne mein kabhi nahi aayega..”
Aunty boliin,
“Uff.. bas karo babu.. ab aur bardasht nahi ho raha..”
aur papa ko zor se ragda. Yahan se, maine apna top uthaya aur leggings ke upar se apni ungliyon ko apni pussy mein daalne ki koshish ki. Wahan, papa meri aunty ko gale lagaakar upar-neeche kood rahe the.
Ab aur bardasht nahi kar pane par, main ek taraf mud gayi. Papa ne khidki ki taraf dekha ki ye hangama ho raha hai. Jab unhone mujhe dekha, to we hairan reh gaye aur waise hi rahe. Main kaanpte pairon se wahan se chala gaya. Jab main ja raha tha, to maine apni aunty ko poochhte hue suna,
“Kya hua?”
aur mere papa ne golmol jawab diya,
“Kya hua?”
Main apne kamre mein gaya aur bistar par let gaya. Maine jo dekha, use dekhe bina hi bistar charamra raha tha, jaise mere papa agle kamre mein apna kaam kar rahe hon. Das minute baad, unhone apna kaam khatm kiya aur chale gaye. Main ek ghante tak wahin leta raha aur dheere-dheere neeche aaya.
Shaadi mein lagbhag poore samay maine apne papa se bachne ki koshish ki. Lekin mujhe samay-samay par unka samna karna padta tha. Jab bhi main unka samna karta, agar we kuch kehne wale hote, to main aise chala jata jaise mujhe kuch karna hai. Aakhir mein, jab main chhate ke paas tha, to mere papa mere paas aaye aur mera haath pakadkar mujhe kheench liya. Wahan se bhagne ka koi raasta nahi tha, isliye maine idhar-udhar dekha. Unhone aankhon se ishara kiya jaise keh rahe hon,
“Idhar aao..”
Jab main hichkichaya, to unhone phir se mera haath kheench liya. Jaise aur kuch n kehne ke liye, main unke paas chala gaya.
We mujhe mandap ke peeche le gaye, mujhe gale lagaya, aur kaha,
“Excuse me..”
Maine doosri taraf dekha aur kaha,
“Mujhe sorry kyun chahiye?”
jaise mujhe kuch pata hi n ho. Iske bajaye, mere papa ne apna sir neeche kar liya. Jab unhone is tarah apna sir neeche kiya to mujhe dukh hua. Halaanki, maine apne chehre se emotion chhipane ki koshish ki aur kaha,
“Jab mummy ghar par thiin, to aapne aisa kyun kiya, papa!?”
“Tumhe apni mummy ke baare mein pata hai. Unhe salon se is tarah ka attention nahi mila hai. Tum mujhse kya karwana chahte ho?”
Papa ne sir jhukakar jawab diya. Ye sach hai, maine bhi dekha tha ki mummy aajkal papa ke saath accha bartav nahi kar rahi thiin. Halaanki, maine wahi sawal poocha, ye sochte hue ki unhone apni bahan ke saath kya kiya hoga.
“Bas yahi to hai. Uski maa ko uski koi parwah nahi hai.”
Papa ne kaha.
“Agar use parwah nahi hai to kya? Kya wo kisi aur ka khayal rakh sakti hai?”
“Agar meri bahan aur bhai ek hi kamre mein hain, to use dekhne walon ko shak nahi hoga..”
“Agar koi shak nahi hai, to kisi ke saath bhi!?”
“Main kisi ke saath kyun rahoon? Sirf isliye ki wo badi bahan hai.. bas..”
“Waise bhi, kya apni badi bahan ke saath aisa karna galat nahi lagta?”
“Kya hua? Meri bahan bahut mushkil mein hai, maine chhote bhai ki tarah uski seva ki hai. Apni bahan ka khayal rakhna meri zimmedari hai..”
“Oh.. ye ek badi zimmedari hai…”
“Sach mein, humein apne qareebi logon ka khayal rakhna hi padta hai, chahe unki mushkilein kitni bhi hon.. Agar tum hamare qareebi ho, to kya tum madad nahi karoge?!”
Jab mere papa itni berukhi se baat kar rahe the, to mujhe kuch gadbad lag rahi thi. Usi samay, mere papa ne dohraya,
“Batao, kya tum karoge?”
“Main beech mein kyun bahas kar raha hoon? Mujhe akela chhod do.”
Maine gusse mein kaha.
“Wo baat nahi hai, tum ye baat jante ho, hai na?”
“Ye tumhari bahas hai. Theek hai, main kisi ko nahi bataunga..”
“Lekin tum mujhse naraz to nahi ho?”
“Tumhari mushkilein tumhari hain, tum beech mein kyun naraz ho?”
Jaise hi maine ye kaha, papa ne khushi se mujhe kasakar gale laga liya, mere gaal par kiss kiya, aur kaha,
“Thank you.”
Unhone kaha. Jab unhone mujhe pakda to mere balls unki chhati se dab gaye the. Ye dekhkar, unhone mujhe chhoda aur kaha,
“Sarira..”
Maine kaha,
“Hmm..”
“Kyun?”
Papa ne kaha.
“Kya hua..”
Main wahan se jane lagi. Papa ne mera haath pakda aur mujhe roka,
“Batao, tumne ‘hmm’ kyun kaha?”
Unhone kaha.
“Kya hua..”
Jab main jane wali thi, to unhone meri kamar pakdi aur mujhe apne paas kheenchte hue kaha,
“Batao..”
Maine khud ko chhudane ki koshish ki,
“Oh, chhod do, papa..”
Maine kaha. Unhone mujhe aur kasakar pakda aur phir se gale laga liya. Is baar mere balls unki chhati se aur bhi zyada dab gaye the.
“Dekho, tumne mujhe bahut der se aise hi pakda hua hai, isliye maine ‘hmm’ kaha. Chhod do.”
Maine thoda gusse mein kaha.
“Sarira, kya tum naraz ho?”
Unhone gale lagana thoda dheela karte hue kaha.
“Nahi..”
Maine kaha, umeed thi ki wo us samay mujhe chhod denge. Iske ulat, unhone phir se use kas liya aur kaha,
“Tum sach mein gussa nahi ho..”
Mere balls phir se pichak gaye. Man mein “uff..” sochte hue,
“Main nahi, jao apni bahan ko gale lagao. Jane do, dad..”
Maine nafrat se kaha.
“Theek hai, main ab tumhe gale nahi lagaungi..”
Unhone chhodte hue kaha,
“Kya tumne sab kuch dekha?”
Unhone dheere se kaha.
“Kya?”
Maine bina samjhe kaha.
“Haan, maine..”
Ek ghoont nigala, aur kaha,
“Kar raha hoon..”
Jab unhone ye poocha, to mujhe us din jo kuch bhi dekha tha, wo sab yaad aa gaya aur mera poora shareer garam ho gaya. Us garmi mein, maine kaha,
“Um..”
“Aur tumne kya socha?”
Unhone meri kamar mein haath daalte hue kaha. Halaanki main saari mein thi, mere papa ka haath meri jacket aur saari ke beech meri kamar ke mod ko chhoo gaya. Is garmi ne meri garmi ko aur badha diya, aur main wahin khadi rahi, zor-zor se saans le rahi thi. Mere papa ne dheere se meri kamar ki tah ko sehlaya aur kaha,
“Bata, mujhe dekhkar tum bahut hot lag rahi ho.”
Jab wo mujhe aise sehla rahe the, to main garmi ke saath kaanpne lagi. Us kaanpte hue maine thoda
“Um..”
kaha. Mere papa ne kaha,
“To, tumne iske baad kya kiya?”
Unhone meri kamar ki tah ko dheere se sehlate hue kaha.
“Maine kuch nahi kiya.”
Maine kaanpti hui awaaz mein kaha.
Mere papa ne apna haath thoda upar kiya, meri jacket ke hem ko chhua, aur kaha,
“Tumne mera secret dekh liya hai, mujhe apna secret bhi batao.”
Mujhe apne shareer mein khoon daudta hua mehsoos hua. Kaanpna aur bhi badh gaya. Mere papa ne apna haath aur upar kiya. Mere balls bhari ho rahe the. Mera man kar raha tha ki unhe kasakar daba doon. Agar main ek pal aur rukti, to sochti ki kya mere papa bhi aisa hi karte, lekin tabhi koi aaya aur achanak mujhe chhod diya. Us taraf se aayi aurat ne kaha,
“Kya, papa, aap apni betiyon se kya baat kar rahe hain!?”
aur kheenchhi.
“Kya hua Pinni…”
Unhone kaha, mujhe wahan se door le jate hue, aur mere kaan mein kaha,
“Agar tumhe pata hota ki hum kya baat kar rahe hain, to tumhara dil ruk jata.”
Wo hanse. Main bhi hansi, aur zor se hansi. Jab wo phir se meri kamar mein haath daalne hi wale the, to main achanak ek taraf hat gayi, kaha,
“Nahi papa.. ye galat hai..”
aur wahan se bhag gayi.
Hum dono shaadi ke hall mein ghuse. Main jaldi mein thi, aur beech-beech mein meri nazar apne papa par padti thi. Jaise-jaise main dekh rahi thi, mujhe kuch ehsaas hua. Mere papa jab bhi mauka pate, mujhe dekh rahe the. Meri kamar, mere hips aur mere balls. Jab wo mujhe aise dekh rahe the, to mujhe thoda garv aur excitement mehsoos ho raha tha. Doosre shabdon mein, jaise-jaise mere papa dekh rahe the, main thodi aur horny ho rahi thi. Main ye sab bina ehsaas kiye kar rahi thi, apni kamar ghumati hui aur madhoshi mein ghoom rahi thi, apne hips ko apni marzi se hilati hui jabki mere papa peeche se dekh rahe the. Aadhe ghante baad, mere papa mere paas aaye aur kaha,
“Mujhe tumse baat karni hai, ek pal ke liye alag ho jao.”
“Kyun?”
Maine aankhein phaadkar kaha.
“Batao.”
Unhone kaha. Jab unhone mujhe pehle bulaya tha, to main aaram se chali gayi thi. Ab, maine idhar-udhar dekha ki koi humein dekh to nahi raha, aur pakka kiya ki koi dhyan to nahi de raha, aur phir main chali gayi.
Papa mujhe phir se porch par le gaye.
“Kya kar rahe ho, bacche?”
Unhone saaf-saaf kaha.
“Tum kya kar rahe ho?”
Maine aise kaha jaise mujhe kuch pata hi n ho.
“Kya?”
Unhone kaha, aur jaldi se meri kamar pakdi, mujhe paas kheencha, aur kaha,
“Is kamar ko ghumao..”
Unhone use neeche khiskaya, meri jaanghon par rakha, aur kaha,
“Ise ghumate hue chalo..”
Maine kaha,
“Bilkul nahi..”
“Bilkul nahi!?”
Unhone kaha, aur mujhe kasakar gale laga liya. Phir se, mere balls dheere se dad ki chhati se dab gaye. Dad ne dheere se meri jaanghon ko sehlaya aur kaha,
“Batao.”
“Batao kya?”
Maine kaha. Dad ne dheere se meri jaanghon ko dabaya. Main thoda hili,
“Oh.. dad, aap aisa kyun kar rahe hain?”
“Hmm.. aap mujhe gussa dilana chahte hain, aap aise kaanp rahe hain.. isiliye..”
“Galat dad.. main aapki beti hoon. Aapko mujhe aise gussa nahi dilana chahiye.”
“Hmm.. aur kya aapki beti dad ke saamne aise hips hilati hui ghoomti thi?”
“Kya jo tumhare paas hai use lehrana galat hai!? Lekin tum apne liye aise nahi chale.”
“Haan? Tum aur kiske liye chale?”
Unhone kaha aur mujhe apne paas kheench liya. Jaise hi unhone mujhe aise kheencha, mere dad ka khada penis meri jaanghon ko chhoo gaya. Jab usne mujhe chhua, to mujhe ghabrahat hui aur maine kaha,
“Oh! Dad.. bas, chhod do..”
“Kya hua!?”
“Kya hua. Chhod do.”
“Kya tum mujhe bata sakti ho ki kya hua..”
“Oh.. tumhe kahin kuch hua hai. Ye bahut mazboot mehsoos ho raha hai.”
“Kya tum itna mazboot mehsoos kar rahe ho!?”
“Um.. chhod do, dad, ye kuch aisa hai..”
“Lekin phir kabhi aise mat ghoomna.”
“Agar tum aisa karoge, to kya tum meri beti ko dekhe bina mujhe aise hi daboge?”
“Haan, main aise hi dabunga.. Jitna tum ghumogi, main utna hi zyada dabunga..”
Unhone kaha aur mere breast ko zor se daba diya. Main chahti to dad ko azad kar sakti thi. Lekin ye game accha tha. Isiliye maine dad ko aur bhadkane ke liye ye kaha.
“Tumhari bahan waise bhi mujhe daba rahi hai. Kya tum mujhe phir se daba rahe ho? Tum abhi bhi yahin ho.. mujhe akela chhod do, dad..”
“Tumhara kya matlab hai?”
“Hmm.. tum bas ek badmash ban rahe ho, tum mujhe jane de sakte ho!”
“Kya tum mujhe jane nahi dena chahte..”
“Kyun??”
“Tum meri bahan se zyada badmash ban sakte ho, isiliye…”
“Hmm.. chhee.. tum ek bure dad ho..”
“Tum bure kyun ho?”
“Aur kya apni beti se aisa karwana bura nahi hai?”
“Aur tum bhi usse badmash jaisa bartav karwa rahe ho.”
“Main usse badmash jaisa bartav nahi karwa raha hoon.”
“Lekin, kya tum mujhe jane de sakte ho aur ja sakte ho?”
“Main tumhe jane dena chahta hoon. Lekin tumne mujhe bahut kasakar pakda hua hai.”
“Lekin kya mujhe tumhe jane dena chahiye?”
“Ummmmm..”
“Kya tum mujhe jane de rahi ho..”
“Ohhhhh..”
“Batao, kya mujhe tumhe jane dena chahiye, kutiya?”
Usne kaha aur mere clitoris ko phir se dabaya.
“Oh.. tum ise wahan kyun daba rahi ho?”
“Theek hai, ise kahin aur dabao?”
“Tumhe kya chahiye..”
“Koi baat nahi, mujhe batao ki tum ise kahan dabana chahti ho, main daba doonga.”
Mera poora shareer garam aur paseene se tar hai. Dad meri jaanghon se haath hatate hain, mujhe palatte hain, meri kamar mein haath daalte hain, aur mujhe apne paas kheenchte hain. Is baar, dad ka ling meri jaanghon ke beech dabta hai. Mere pairon mein halka sa kampan hone lagta hai. Dad dheere-dheere meri saari ke neeche se mere pet ko ragadte hain. Main aah bharti hoon, aur bahar aa rahe veerya ko rokati hoon. Dad dheere-dheere apne haath mere pet se upar, mere blouse tak le jate hain, aur kehte hain,
“Kam?”
Mujhe hairani hoti hai ki kya dad ise sambhal payenge. Main bol nahi pa rahi hoon kyunki main veerya se saans nahi le pa rahi hoon. Dad apne haath aur upar le jate hain aur apne anguthe halke se mere balls ke neeche dabate hain. Main kehti hoon,
“Ummmmmmm..”
aur aage jhukti hoon.
Dad ka ling meri jaanghon ko aur zor se dabata hai. Anjane mein, main apni jaanghon ko peeche dhakel deti hoon. Dad karahte hain,
“Ummmmmmm..”
aur ek baar apna haath mere blouse ke neeche dabate hain, aur apna haath aur upar le jane wale the. Tabhi, unhone kuch logon ko us taraf aate dekha, aur unhone ek aah bharkar mujhe chhod diya. Main thaki hui mehsoos karte hue ek taraf hat gayi. Jo log aaye the, we hamare paas se guzarkar chale gaye. Dad kuch der wahin khade rahe, phir mujhe phir se apne paas kheench liya. Maine aah bhari,
“Hmm..”
aur dad par jhuk gayi. Is baar, dad ne meri kamar ke salwaton ko sehlaya aur kaha,
“Maine inhe salon se nahi dekha, tumne ye sab cheezein kahan chhipayi hain?”
Maine thodi aah bhari aur kaha,
“Tumne inhe kahan chhipaya hai? Tum in sabko pakad loge..”
Maine kaha.
“Inhe mat pakdo, main tumhe zor se chodoonga..”
Unhone meri kamar apni mutthiyon mein bheench li.
“Hmm…hmm..”
Main karah uthi aur apne panjon par khadi ho gayi. Wo mere kase hue honton se chauk gaye, aur aage jhuke aur mere hont choosne hi wale the. Usi pal, wo phir se karah uthe. Jab hum dono ne idhar-udhar dekha, to humne wahi log dekhe jo pehle gaye the. We wahin khade baatein kar rahe the. Unhe dekhkar, maine socha,
“Main ab aur hil nahi sakti, to chalo kahin aur chalte hain?”
Mere dad ne kaha. Mera neeche wala hissa pehle se hi geela aur chipchipa tha. Main bina kuch kahe wahin khadi rahi. Isi beech, unhone humein dekha aur mere papa ko bulaya. Jaise ab zaroorat nahi thi, we unke paas gaye aur bole,
“Is baar main tumhe aise nahi chhodoonga. Main tumhe aur bhi zor se chodoonga, taiyar rehna.”
aur chale gaye. Main bas unhe apni lal aankhon se dekhti rahi.
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