This story is part of the Mehfil ki Shaan series
Hello doston, mera naam Surbhi hai, and I hope aapko meri real story “cousin ne choda” series pasand aayi hogi. Aap mujhe mail karke bata sakte hai. Usme aur bhi experiences hai. Agar aapko wo jaanne hai, to aap mail kijiyega. Main story upload kar doongi.
Ab jo story bata rahi hu, wo ek fantasy hai meri, jo mere andar bachpan se Bollywood movies dekh ke develop hui. Specially old movies, jisme mehfil mein ek dancer jise apne dance aur art par ghamand hota tha wo dance karti hai.
Mere baare mein bata du. Main ek lower-middle class family se belong karti hu. Mere ghar mein papa, mummy, dada, aur meri badi sister hai. Main dikhne mein fair hu, and height 5’1″ hai. Abhi ka figure 32C-30-34(panty) hai.
Mere andar bhi ye fantasy thi, and mujhe dance ka kaafi shaunk hai bachpan se. Main bhi chaahti thi ki madhuri ke jaise hara salwar-kameez pehan kar maar dala par dance karu.
Bas usi fantasy ko sex se jodte hue ye story banayi hai. Ummeed hai aap sab ko ye story pasand aayegi. If na bhi aaye, to aap mail par bata dena. Main nahi likhungi aage ke part.
Ab main story ke character bata deti hu. Story mein Surbhi 32C-30-34 figure ke sath Umar 22.
- Moti Seth, kaala, pet nikla hua, dhoti, chehre par mooch nikli hui, aur ek number ka harami. Umar 45, sabse ameer, jo ye mehfil karwata hai.
- Uske dost Kishore, Prem, umar 44 dono ki, ek number ke daaru-baaz, aur wo bhi khoob paise waale.
- Inke alawa inke 2 bodyguards – Raju and Monu.
- Inke naukar, driver jinke naam main samay-samay par batati rahungi.
Ab story shuru karti hu.
Main ek gareeb ghar se hoti hu, aur meri maa bhi ek dancer and singer hoti hai. Bachpan se maine maa ko logon ki wajah se pareshan lekin hamesha apni garima badhate hue dekha tha, kam se kam mere saamne.
Haal hi mein maa beemar thi. Kyunki unki umar ho gayi thi, and ghar mein paise nahi the aur main padh rahi thi. Tabhi maa ke paas Moti Seth ka phone aaya.
Moti Seth: Kidhar hai Leela? Aaj mera dost aa raha hai, tujhe mehfil ka rang jamana hai.
Leela(Maa): Namaste Moti Seth. Main nahi aa sakti. Meri tabiyat kharaab hai.
Moti Seth: Kya kaha? Mood kharaab mat kar. Bahut din se tera gaana aur teri aahein nahi suni, aaja. Machal raha hai lund. Khoob paise doonga.
Leela: Baat paison ki nahi hai. Aur…
Tabhi maa ko yaad aata hai, ki meri fees bhi deni thi, aur wo chup ho jati hai.
Moti Seth: Jitne leti hai uske double lele. Lekin kisi ko bhej de. Lekin tere barabar ki dancer honi chahiye. Sali thumke lagaye to lund khada ho jana chahiye.
Leela chup rehti hai.
Moti Seth: 4 guna le le, itne bhaav mat khaa
Leela (darr ke kehti hai): Theek hai 4 guna. Lekin ek shart hai. Meri beti aayegi. Usko in sab ke baare mein nahi pata, to dance karwana aur ghar bhej dena. Usko hath mat lagana.
Moti Seth (hasta hai): Beti aayegi to 5 guna lele.
Aur ye keh kar wo phone kaat deta hai. Main college se ghar aati hu and maa mujhe apne paas bulati hai.
Wo kehti hai: Maine aaj tak tujhse kuch nahi maanga. Lekin meri ek ache logon ki mehfil hai. Waha dance karna hai. Mana mat karna, maine advance le liya hai. Teri fees bhi ho jayegi, aur meri dawayi bhi. Main kuch nahi bol paati, aur haa keh deti hu.
Andar se main khush hoti hu, kyunki bachpan se main sab ko dikhana chaahti thi, ki main kitni achi dancer thi. Aur aaj wo mauka mila tha, jab sab meri waah-waahi karenge.
Ab shaam mein maa mujhe unka special lehenga choli dupatta laa kar deti hai, and kehti hai-
Leela: Aaj Tera bada din hai. Ye pehan, sundar lagegi.
Lehenga choli par golden color ka metal ka kaam hota hai, aur black net ka hota hai. Dupatta bhi black net ka. Andar main bas ek pink panty uske upar chhota sa black shorts aur upar ek bra pink color ki pehanti hu. Ab main make up karti hu, aur maa kehti hai-
Leela: Kitni sundar lag rahi hai. Nazar na lage.
Aur wo kaala teeka lagati hai. Main apne aap ko sheeshe mein dekhti hu. Silky straight hairs, kaali si choli, yaani ki blouse lehenga aur pairon mein ghunghru aur ubtan laal.
Ab shaam hoti hai, aur ghar ke baahar ek gaadi aati hai, jaise maa ko lene aati thi. Fir ek ganda sa driver buddha sa lekin tharki, jiski nazar sirf mere blouse ke V-cut par thi, gate kholta hai aur muskurata hai gande tareeke se.
Main bata du mere blouse ke hook aur bra ke hook peeche the, and lehenga dori wala tha. Ab main baithti hu gaadi mein, aur mera jee ghabra raha hota hai. Lekin wo harami driver sirf mere upar-neeche hote hue boobs ko ghoor raha tha.
Main apne net ke dupatte se apna seena chhupane ki nakaam koshish karti hu, aur neeche dekhti hu. Ab achanak car rukti hai. Lekin main kahi khoyi hui hoti hu. Fir wo driver bolta hai-
Driver: Utro madam, aa gayi aapki jannat. Jao rang jama do
Aur gandi si muskan deta hai. Main uthti hu aur gate kholti hu to dekhti hu andar sirf mard dikh rahe the, aur koi bhi aurat nahi thi. Kuch mard kaam kar rahe the, naukar aur andar 3 gadde lage the jinke saamne hukka tha aur wo khali tha.
Sab ki nazar mere par padti hai, aur main bus neeche muh karke aage badhti hu. Meri saanse tez thi. Tabhi ek naukar aata hai, aur kehta hai-
Naukar: Maalik ne aapko is kamre mein baithne ke liye kaha hai, jab tak wo aate hai.
Ab main ek kamra jaha dim light thi, waha baith ke apni chunni ko nervous hoke apne hath se lapet rahi thi. Tabhi baahar car rukne ki aawaz aati hai, aur sabhi naukar line se khade hote hai. Fir 2 bodyguard aate hai, aur unke peeche Moti Seth chhota sa apne 2 doston ke sath hassi thahake lagata aa raha hota hai.
Uske hath mein sharaab aur muh mein paan tha. Wo mujhe ghoorte hue aata hai, aur aa kar gadde par baithta hai.
Ab ek naukar aa kar kehta hai-
Naukar: Maalik bula rahe hai.
Ab main ek hall mein walk karke jati hu apni chunni samet-te hue, aur apne seene ko chhupati hui. Meri navel bhi dikh rahi thi saaf, and mera soft sa pet bhi dikh raha tha. Ab main sar uthati hu, to chakkar hi aa jaate hai. Ek bara sa hall jisme 3 mard gande se gaddo par baith ke sharaab aur hukka pee rahe the.
Unke bagal mein 2 bodyguard khade the, jinki height mere se almost double thi, matlab main unke seene tak bhi nahi aati. Aur hall ke baahar gate aur khidki par sab naukar, driver, maali laar tapka kar ghoor rahe the.
Itne main Moti Seth gusse mein kehta hai: Leela ne itna bhi nahi sikhaya ki sab ko mehfil mein salaam karte hai?
Mujhe thoda gussa aata hai, ki wo mujhse aise kaise baat kar raha tha. Lekin main kuch nahi kehti.
Tabhi moti Seth kehta hai: 5 Guna paise chahiye to nakhre hata. Ab naachna shuru kar.
Aur wo sab haste hai. Mujhe bahut bura lagta hai, lekin main sochti hu theek hai.
Ab gaana bajta hai, aur main aankhein band karti hu, aur naachna shuru karti hu. Lekin baar-baar mera dupatta girta hai, jisse dance mein upar-neeche hota hai.
Moti Seth gaana rukwata hai, aur bodyguard ko ishara karta hai. For bodyguard mere paas aata hai, aur mere seene par hath rakh ke dupatta kheench ke alag karta hai, aur Moti Seth kehta hai-
Moti seth: Ab naach aaram se.
Main darr jati hu aur kuch bol nahi paati. Bodyguard mera dupatta Moti Seth ko deta hai. Moti Seth usko soonghta hai, aur apne doston ko soonghne ke liye deta hai. Kishore usko apne gale mein lapet leta hai.
Ab gaana shuru hote hi main wapas dance karti hu, aur thodi der mein bhool jati hu ki main kaha thi, aur bas apni kala mein leen ho jati hu. Tabhi meri nazar Moti Seth par jati hai. Wo mujhe apne hath se ek 500 ki noton ki gaddi dikhata hai, aur ishara karta hai lene ko.
Main walk karke jati hu, aur khade-khade koshish karti hu hath aage badha ke lene ki. Lekin wo hath upar nahi karta. Main samajh jati hu, ki wo harami kya chaahta tha. Main paison ke liye uske aage jhukti hu, aur usko mere V-cut blouse/choli se meri cleavage ke darshan hote hai.
Wo muskurata hai, lekin abhi bhi paison ki gaddi aage nahi karta. Fir wo ek note nikaal kar meri cleavage mein daalta hai, aur baaki ke hath mein deta hai. Life mein first time kisi mard ka is tarah se mere sath vyavahar tha.
Ye pehli baar itna kareeb touch hota hai mere naazuk boobs par, aur main seham jati hu. Fir main uth ke mud ke wapas apni jagah par dance ke liye jati hu. Lekin ab mujhe wo note nikaalna tha, aur har ek mard chaahe naukar, chahe bodyguard, ya chaahe uske dost, sab ki nazre wahi ghoor rahi thi, aur meri choli faad rahi thi, mere naazuk boobs ko masal rahi thi.
Ab main nazar jhuka ke wo note nikaal kar apne purse mein gaddi rakhti hu, aur jaise hi note nikalta hai unka dost Prem seeti maarta hai aur kehta hai-
Prem: Aye haaye! Ye nazaqat.
Aur sab haste hai, aur gaana bajta hai. Fir main wapas dance karti hu. Itne mein Kishore nashe mein ek gaddi uthata hai, aur bulata hai mujhe apne paas. Main wapas chal ke jati hu, aur is baar bhi jhukti hu, aur wo harami nashe main poori gaddi meri cleavage mein thoosta hai, aur main bas paise ke liye aankhen band karke accept karti hi.
Itne mein achanak meri back par hooks ke paas ek bada rough hath feel hota hai, aur mere blouse ke hooks ko kheenchta hai, jisse hook toot jaate hai. Isse wo note ki gaddi aaram se meri bra mein fass jati hai.
Lekin main is hamle ke liye bilkul bhi ready nahi hoti, aur thoda darr bhi jati hu. Par mard ke pehle sparsh se thodi pet mein sensation bhi hoti hai.
Main khade hoke jagah par jati hu, aur koshish karti hu apne hooks ko band karne ki. Taaki meri bra ke pink hooks na dikhe. Itne mein gaana bajta hai, aur main note ki gaddi nikaal ke purse mein rakhti hu.
Iske baad mera blouse loose ho chuka tha, jo dance karte time meri pink bra ke saamne aur peeche se strap ke darshan sab ko deta hai. Dheere-dheere Moti Seth ka hath bra dekh kar apni dhoti par jata hai.
Main wapas dance mein leen ho jati hu. Tabhi achanak main kisi se takra jati hu. Fir main eyes open karti hu, to wo bodyguard tha. Wo aage se mera blouse kheenchta hai, aur mera blouse nikal ke uske hath mein aa jata hai.
Fir wo mera blouse Moti Seth ki taraf fenkta hai, aur upar sab ko dikha ke hasta hai.
Main achanak apne aap ko cover karti hu, aur bra ko chhupati hu. Sab haste hai. Moti Seth mere black blouse ko apni dhoti par ragadta hai, soonghta hai, aur naukaron mein fenk deta hai.
Naukar us blouse ke liye ek-doosre se ladne lagte hai, aur dekhte hi dekhte mera blouse fat jata hai.
Ab main sirf ek black golden metal work waale lehenga aur pink bra mein khadi thi, jisko maine hatho se dhaka hua tha. Mujhe aage-peeche sab taraf se mardon ki nazar masal rahi thi apne neeche.
Ab gaana bajta hai, aur main hath neeche nahi karti. Main pairon se thumka lagati hu. Itne main gaana band karea keoti Seth kehta hai-
Moti seth: Agar paise chahiye to sahi se naach, warna chali Jaa.
Main majbooran hath neeche karti hu aur sabhi ko mera utha hua ubhar bra se dikhta hai. Isse sab ke hath apne lund par jaate hai.
Ab main naach rahi thi, aur har ek step ke sath mere boobs hil rahe the. Main isi darr mein thi, ki kahi ye baahar na aa jaye.
Agar aapko yaha tak story pasand aayi ho, and next part chahiye, to apni feedback zaroor de.