Pichla bhaag padhe:- Beti ki jawani par baap fisal gaya
Namskar doston main Vikram, apni sex story ka agla part leke aaya hui. Meri story ko ache se samajhne ke liye uska first part zaroor pade. Umeed karta hu, ki aapko first part pasand aayega.
Main apna aur apni family ka introduction new readers ke liye ek baar fir de raha hu. Mera name Vikram hai, aur abhi meri age 45 year hai. Meri wife ka naam Neha hai. Uski age 43 hai. Meri beti ka naam Kavita hai. Uski age 22 years hai. Chaliye ab shuru karte hai story ko.
Ab tak aapne pada ki, meri beti ab tak mere sath comfortable ho gayi thi. Uska rona band ho gaya tha. But wo sharma rahi thi. Main isi beech apne hath se uski back sehla raha tha.
Beti: Haa papa poocho.
Main: Toone kiya hai kya kisi ke sath?
Beti (ek-dum chaunk ke): Nahi papa, maine nahi kiya. Aap aise kyun pooch rahe hai? Mujhe sharam aa rahi hai papa.
Main: Dekhte hue sharam nahi aayi apni maa ki chudai?
Wo chudai word sun kar ek-dum laal ho gayi aur neeche hi nazar kare hue thi. Ab aage ki kahani-
Meri beti kuch boli nahi. Fir maine kaha: Kya-kya dekha hai toone ab tak?
Beti: Sab kuch (aur bahut sharma rahi thi).
Main uski side mein baitha tha, aur apne ek hath se uske kandhe sehla raha tha. Fir maine apna ek hath uski jaangh par rakh diya. Mujhse control nahi ho raha tha. Mere bagal main ek kamsin maal baitha tha, kacchi kali ek-dum.
Main: Kya sab kuch dekha, theek se bolo na?
Beti: Wahi jo aap aur maa kar rahe the.
Main: Kya kar rahe the, clear batao.
Beti: Mujhe nahi pata. Mujhe sharam aa rahi hai, aap aise baat na karo.
Main: Acha jab dekh ke tum fingering karti ho, tab sharam nahi aati?
Beti: Main finger nahi karti.
Main: To, kya karti ho?
Beti kuch nahi boli, bas neeche dekhti rahi. Wo sharma rahi thi, aur uska chehra sharam se laal ho raha tha.
Main: Acha sharma mat. Main kuch nahi bol raha kisi ko.
Beti: Pata hai mujhe. Aapko bolna hota to aap bol chuke hote ab tak maa ko.
Main: Acha ek baat bata.
Beti: Hmm.
Main: Tujhe dekhna acha lagta hai kya?
Beti: Hmm.
Main: Aur tu finger nahi karti thi. Apni chut ragadti thi?
Wo chut word sun ke chaunk gayi aur kuch na boli. Maine dobara thoda zor deke poocha to wo boli-
Beti: Hmm.
Main: Kya hmm, theek se bata.
Beti: Rub karti thi.
Main: Rub karne mein maza aata tha kya?
Beti: Hmm.
Ab mujhe confirm ho gaya tha ki ab main iske sath kuch bhi kar sakta tha, aur ye kahin nahi bolne wali. Kyunki jab chut chudai words ke sath ab wo comfortable thi, is dauran main uski jaangh sehla raha tha. Lekin usne koi virodh bhi na kiya, to meri himmat badi aur maine aage baat karna jaari rakha.
Main: Tujhe kya acha lagta tha?
Beti: Sab kuch.
Main: Kya sab kuch?
Beti: Jo aap log karte the, wo.
Main: Mera matlab hai chudai mein kya acha lagta tha?
Wo kuch na boli to maine fir poocha-
Main: Apni maa ka nanga jism acha lagta tha kya?
Beti: Mujhe ladies mein koi interest nahi hai.
Main: To mera nanga jism?
Wo kuch nahi boli, bas sharmati rahi. Maine dobara poocha to boli-
Beti: Hmm.
Fir maine wo questions kiye jiska main bahut der se wait kar raha tha. Aur usko andaza bhi nahi tha ki main aisa bhi bol sakta tha ya kar sakta tha.
Main: Kabhi karne ka mann karta hai tera?
Wo ek-dum se chaunk gayi aur meri taraf dekhne lagi ghoor-ghoor ke. But hamara chehra itna kareeb tha ki ek-doosre ki saanson ka ehsaas ho raha tha. To maine usko dobara poocha-
Main: Mujhe apna dost samajh aur bata, mann karta hai karne ka?
Beti: Dost nahi main aapko papa hi samjhungi.
Main: Acha fir bata to.
Beti: Hmm karta hai (neeche nazar karke dheere se boli, aur face laal ho gaya).
Iske baad jo maine aage bola, wo sun ke to wo kaamp gayi, aur jo wahan mahaul tha, usko words mein bayaan nahi kiya jaa sakta.
Main: Karegi?
Wo meri traf ghoor ke dekhne lagi. Ab uski aankhon mein ek sawal tha, ki kiske sath. To maine wapas se kaha usko-
Main: Karegi mere sath?
Wo ye baat sun ke ghabra si gayi, aur kaampne lagi. But wo kuch bol nahi paa rahi thi, bas lambi-lambi saansein le rahi thi. Maine baar-baar usse same sawal poocha, but uska koi jawab nahi tha.
Main: Kya hua tujhe karna to tha, to kya mere sath nahi kar sakti? Kya main tujhe pasand nahi?
Beti: Aisi baat nahi hai.
Main: To kaisi baat hai?
Beti: Aap papa ho mere, aur hum ye sab baat nahi kar sakte.
Main: Aur jo tum apne papa-mummy ki chudai 1 saal se dekh rahi thi, tab sahi tha? Apne papa ka lund dekh ke chut ragadti thi, tab galat nahi tha?
Wo kuch nahi bol rahi thi, bas neeche ki taraf hi dekh rahi thi. Maine kayi baar bola, but wo kuch na boli. Ek baar to mera mann kiya ki zabardasti chod du usko. But thi to meri beti.
Meri hawas mere upar haavi hoti jaa rahi thi. Mujhe apne saamne bas ek chudai ka maal dikh raha tha. Main uski t-shirt se dikhte chhote-chhote boobs ko nochna chaah raha tha, usko peena chaah raha tha, aur uski wo nangi taangein jo shorts se baahar thi, usko chaatne ke liye bekaraar ho raha tha.
Mere saamne baithi hui wo mujhe chudai ki khaan lag rahi thi. Usme mujhe ab bas ek randi dikh rahi thi, jisko main apne bistar par laa saku. Jisko main ragad saku, jiski jawani ko main bhog saku.
Usse main bas kuch hi faasle par tha. But kaise badhu, samajh nahi aa raha tha. Main koi galti nahi karna chaahta tha, taki baat na bigad jaye. Kyunki ek baar agar baat bigdi, to ye haseena life time ke liye hath se nikal jayegi, jisko main lund par bithana chaah raha tha. Wo mere lund se bahut door ho jayegi.
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