Kumar Apartment : Season 2 – Part 20 (Ise Masoomiyat Ya Badmashi Kahe?) free porn video
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PART 20: Ise Masoomiyat Ya Badmashi Kahe?
Narrated by Swati
Sham ko to dekha hi aapne ki kaise Amit bhaiya balcony se mere room aate hai. Fir thodi baato ke baad maa ke bulane pe woh chale gaye. Uske baad pata nahi maa ki kya baat hui Amit ke sath. Main uthi aur fir balcony ache se band kar parda daal kar apne bed par aa gayi. Fir apni tight track ko kheech neeche ki.
Panty to waise bhi maine pahni nahi thi. Teena ko yaad karti hui apni choot mein dildo ke sath thodi der kheli aur fir thak kar nahane chali gayi. Fir yoon hi apne Facebook, Instagram aur WhatsApp mein rahi aur samay 9 baj gaye. Papa kab wapas aaye kuch nahi jaani.
Par ye tab sochi jab bahar se unki awaaz aayi ki: Swati! Khana khalo!
Main tab uthi aur bahar ek tight top aur short pehan kar nikli. Kyu ki maa satsang mein gayi hui thi to chote kapde pehanne par unke taane nahi sunne padenge soch waisi hi nikli.
Mujhe room se aise aate dekh pahle Amit dekha. Woh mujhe dekh muskuraya. Koi shak nahi ki uski ankhe upar neeche kai baar ja rahi thi. Iske turant baad papa ne mujhe dekha.
Fir normal hokar bole: Aao khana kha lo. Tumhari maa bana ke gayi thi. Maine aur Amit ne milkar sab garam kar diya.
Main sochne lagi ki ye sab ho gaya aur mujhe pata hi nahi chala. Main jakar undone ke beech mein khali kursi par baith gayi. Hamare yaha 6 seat wali dining table hai jiske do taraf 3-3 kursi lagti hai. Papa hame khana parosne lage to Amit ki baayi hath table ke neeche meri chikni jangho par aa gayi.
Main apni daayi haath se uske haath ko pakdi aur uske taraf dekh aankho ko bada kar ishare karne lagi. Woh mere ishare par bhi apna haath nahi hata raha tha. To maine uske hath ko wahi rahne diya. Ham sabhi khana khane lage. Amit to yoon hi khana khane ke sath papa se baate kar raha tha.
Aur sath hi uske haat meri chikni jangho ka maza bhi. Shukr ho papa ka ki woh table ke is taraf nazar hi nahi la rahe the. Aur besharam Amit apne uncle ke samne bejhijhak unki beti ki jangho ko sahla raha tha. Bhale mujhe ye achi lag rahi thi lekin apne papa ke samne thodi ajeeb bhi lag rahi thi.
Dar ke saath ek besharmi ki ehsaas ho rahi thi. Amit apne haat ko aise hi thodi der rakhne ke baad thoda aur andar ko lejakar theek meri choot ke paas jaha meri short khatm hoti hai waha apni ungli le gaya. Mere muh se ek halki aah nikali to papa ki nazar mere chehre par gayi.
Main jhat se boli: Auch apni jeeb kaat li.
Papa: Khate waqt bhi teri shaitaan bhari dimaag mein kuch chal rahi hogi, usi liye jeeb kaati.
Unki baat sun Amit hasne laga aur main Amit ko dekh gussa karne lagi. Isko pitne se bachayi aur ye hass raha hai. Papa mujhse nazar hatate hi main apni baayi hath neeche le gayi aur Amit ke hath ki ungli mod di. Woh turant apna haat wapas kheecha aur muh dabate hue apne dard ke sath khana khane laga.
Par zyada der nahi lagi ki uska haat wapas aa gaya. Is baar seedhe meri short ke upar se meri choot par aa baithi. Kyu ki maine andar panti nahi pehani thi to Amit ko apni ungliyo se pata chal hi gaya tha. Uski ungliya meri choot ki rekha ko short ke upar se sahla rahi thi.
Waise to mann mein papa ke dar se use rokne ko thi par mujhe maza bhi aa rahi thi. Itne mein usne apni ungli halke se dabayi. Main maze mein sihar gayi aur meri baayi hath jo table par thi jhatke se uchli. Papa ke daaye taraf glass mein pani tha jo mere jhatke se hath se takrayi. Woh papa ke taraf gir padi.
Amit ye dekh turant apna hath hata liya. Par bechare papa, pura pani unke shirt aur fir unke payjame ke samne ke hisse par gir gayi.
Papa: Are are! Ye kar kya rahi ho tum!
Main: Woh… Woh achanak se hichki aa gayi.
Papa: Maine to koi hichki nahi suni. Theek se baithke kha nahi sakte kya? Aise hi nahi tumhari maa din bhar chillate rahti hai tumpar.
Papa mujhe behad kam danta karte hai. Aur ye unme se ek hua aaj. Sab kamine Amit ke karan.
Woh mere bagal mein baitha muskurate hue apna khana kha raha tha. Main apne baaye hath se samne rakhi table cloth li aur unke payjame ke samne samete pani ko sokne ke liye rakh di. Kapde ko rakh kar jab pani soki to mujhe ehsaas hua kuch aur main turant papa ko dekhi.
Woh mujhe dekh rahe the aur fir samne dekhne lage. Bolna to nahi chahiye par unke payjame mein unka lund tana hua tha. Main jhat se pani poch kar wapas baithi, ek niwala khayi aur fir uth kar plate lekar kitchen ko chali gayi. Amit mujhe aise jaldi uth kar jaate dekh hairani ke sath dekhne laga.
Par papa apne khane ko dekh khate rahe. Kitchen mein jakar apni plate dho kar rakhi aur fir bina kisi se nazar milaye apne room chali gayi. Main darwaza band kar hi rahi thi tab ek halki jhalak mein maine dining ke taraf dekha. Papa palat kar mujhe dekh rahe the aur mere dekhne par woh wapas samne mud gaye.
Main door band kar lock ki aur apne bed par leti sochne lagi. Sochne lagi ki papa aise uttejit kyu the. Aur woh mujhe aise kyu dekh rahe the? Woh kya tha unki aankho mein aaj. Kya sachme kahi mere karan unko… naah… kitni gandi soch hai meri. Woh mere papa hai.
Par jo maine dekha woh bhi aankho se nahi ja rahi thi. Unka lund aise tana hua tha. Mere haat pe mazbooti ke sath dhakel raha tha jab maine dabaav di to. Aur woh aise dekh rahe the mujhe. Unki aankho mein mujhe aaj woh papa wale pyaar nahi dikhe. Kya woh sachme mujhe dekh uttejit the? Par kyu!
Main in baato ko apne dimaag se nikalna chahti thi par jo hua woh mere dimaag aur aankho se ja bhi nahi rahi thi. Par aakhir hoon to ek ladki hi aur aisi cheezo ko jaanne ki utsukta to fitrat mein thi meri. Mere dimaag mein aisi khichdiya pakne lagi jo shayad is duniya ki koi beti na soche.
Par dimag to dimaag hi hai aur jo hua use bhoolne ki koshish bhi karu to nahi ho pa rahi thi. Mujhe kaise bhi is baat ko janni thi. Kya sachme papa mujhe us nazar se dekhte hai? In soch mein leti hui thi jab bahar se plate dhone ki awaaz aane lagi. Main jaan gayi ki un dono ka khana ho gaya.
Main apne room ki light off kar di aur fir apne bed pe wapas late gayi. Kuch 10 minute baad Amit ka message aaya.
Amit: Hello! Jaldi kyu bhaag gayi.
Main: Tum itna pareshaan kiye ki mujhe khane ka mann nahi kiya. Dekha nahi papa ne dant diya.
Amit: Are sorry, mujhe kya pata aise sab ho jayega.
Tabhi mujhe TV ki awaaz aane lagi. Shayad koi cricket match chal rahi thi.
Maine turant Amit ko message kiya: Tum ho kaha?
Amit: Aur kaha apne room mein. Aaogi?
Main: Nahi.
Ye maine ye janne ke liye poocha ki abhi TV kaon dekh raha hai. Agar Amit room mein hai to living mein papa hi honge.
Amit: Acha to chalo main aa jata hoon.
Main: Nahi pagal ho kya. Papa TV dekh rahe hai. Aaj mat aao.
Amit: Are unko nahi pata chalega.
Main: Nahi boli to nahi. Main sone ja rahi hoon. Good night!
Amit: Itni jaldi?
Main: Haan, neend aa rahi thi. Bye.
Amit: Achcha theek hai kal mujhe bhi jaldi uthna hai. Bye.
Iske baad maine use koi message nahi ki. Par Whatsapp mein woh online tha. Yakeenan woh kisi aur ke saat chat kar raha tha. Par abhi meri tension woh nahi thi. Abhi mere dimaag mein papa ke hi vichaar daod rahe the. Kuch der mein apne soch mein leti rahi.
Kareeb 11 bajne par apni Whatsapp mein Amit ko message bheji. Amit ke taraf se koi message nahi aaya. Aur dekhi to Whatsapp mein online bhi nahi tha. Kya sachme woh so gaya itni jaldi. Aisa kya kiya usne jo itna thaka hua tha aaj. Main uski baat apne dimaag se nikal papa ke bare mein sochne lagi.
TV ki awaaz ab bhi aa rahi thi. Main uthi aur darwaze ke paas jakar dheere se door kholkar dekhi. Living room ki light band thi. Magar TV ki roshni mein saaf dikh rahi thi ki papa jage hue hai aur sofe pe baith TV dekh rahe hai. Main bahar jane ki sochi.
Fir darwaza band kar ke apne wardrobe ko kholkar dekhi. Jaldi se apni short nikal pheki aur ek kale rang ki skirt pehanli. Ab main apni tight top aur kale rang ki skirt mein thi jo short se thodi badi thi. Par meri aadhi jangho tak hi thi. Pata nahi kyu maine ye chuna.
Mere mann mein kuch thi jo main janna chahti thi. Aur yahi janne ki koshish ke sath main ye pehan li. Bed par rakhi apni pani ki bottle nikali aur usme jo pani thi woh phek di. Fir room se bahar nikali. Kitchen ko jati hui maine ek nazar papa ko dekha.Woh TV mein hi aankh gadaye baithe the.
Shayad baaki jagah andhera hone ke karan main unhe dikhi nahi. Kitchen ko pahunchkar light on ki aur tab dekhi ki ab jakar papa ki nazar mujhpar padi. Woh ek tak mujhe meri shakal aur fir meri khuli jangho ko dekhne lage. Main filter se pani bharne ke irade se unhe peet dikhati hui jhuk gayi.
Aise jhukne se meri skirt peeche se thodi aur uth gayi thi aur peeche se meri jangho ka unhe acha nazara de rahi thi. Unhe pata nahi tha ki mere theek samne kitchen ke shelf mein main unhe dekh sakti thi. Halki phulki to dikh hi rahe the woh kyu ki TV ki chamakti roshni unke muh par pad rahi thi.
Unke chehre ke disha se saaf zahir tha ki woh meri gaand ke taraf dekh rahe hai. Main pani bhar kar uthi aur thodi pani peeti hui unke paas jane lagi. Mano mujhe kuch pata hi na ho. Unke paas jakar mein poochi: Aap soye nahi ab tak?
Papa: Na… Nahi beta. Match dekh raha tha.
Main: Aaj kaise achanak match dekhne ki padi aapko?
Papa: Are woh tumhari maa nahi haina. To akele kamre mein ajeeb sa lag raha tha. Tumhari maa ki khitpit sune bina ajeeb sa sunapan sa tha, to yaha aa gaya.
Main: Ok ok, kaon jeet raha hai?
Papa: Pata nahi abhi doosri team ko bating karna baaki hai.
Papa bade wale 3 seater sofa par baithe hue the apne paaw centre table par rakh kar. Main turant unke bagal baith gayi aur boli: Mujhe bhi neend nahi aa rahi, main bhi dekhungi.
Papa thoda khisakte hue mujhe aur thodi jagah dene lage. Par main unse theek chipakti hui apni tange uthakar centre table par rakh baith gayi. Ham dono hi TV ke taraf dekh rahe the. Aur thodi hi der baad mein jaan gayi ki woh Sirf TV to nahi dekh rahe.
Unko mere bagal mein baithne mein ajeeb si machlahat ho rahi thi. Thodi der baad woh unke bagal mein pade pillow ko lekar apni god mein rakh diye. Poore room mein ajeeb sa sannata tha. TV ki halki awaaz thi aur ham dono kuch bol hi nahi rahe the. Aisa kabhi nahi hua par aaj hone laga.
Tabhi chuppi thodti hui main boli: Papa! Ek baat poochu?
Papa: Pooch beta.
Main: Maa mujhse itna chidti kyu hai?
Papa halke se haste hue bole: Ha ha ha! Ab tumhari kartoote bhi aisi hoti hai ki kya kahu.
Main: Main konsa unke sar pe bomb phodti hoon. Kuch bhi karo to taana hi maarti hai.
Papa: Aisa nahi hai, usko tumse bohut pyaar hai, isi liye daantti hai.
Main: Par aap to mujhe nahi daante na utna. To woh kyu khamaka over acting karti hai?
Papa: Wahi farak hai beta ek maa aur ek baap mein.
Main: Kya? Kya farak?
Papa: Ye abhi tumhe baato mein nahi samjha paunga. Jab tum unke jagah hoge apni life mein tab tum samjhoge.
Main: Ok ok ab mujhe woh janne ki koi jaldi nahi.
Papa: Ha ha ha! Jo tum samjho.
Itna kahte hue papa ne apne baaye haath mere kandhe par rakh mujhe apne paas kheech liye. Main bhi chain se unke kandhe par apna sir rakh kar araam se baith gayi. Isse unke haat ki ungliya ab theek meri top ke samne mere baaye boob ke upar thi, par choo nahi rahi thi.
Kuch 5 minute woh aise hi bina hile rahe aur fir unhone dheere se pahal ki jiski mujhe intzaar thi. Unki ungliya mere top ke thode aur kareeb aane lage. Aur kai baar ungliyo ki nok meri boob ko top ke upar se choo jati. Thoda wait ki aur fir woh waqt aa hi gaya jisse mere sare sawalo ke jawaab saaf hone lage.
Unki ungliya meri top par mere boob ko halke se sahlane lage. Par mere andar aisa kuch bhi nahi aaya ki woh mere papa hai aur shayad mujhe unhe rokna chahiye. Bas waisi hi anjaan bani baithi rahi bina hile. Dheere dheere unki ungliya meri boob ko top ke upar se lagataar sahlane lagi.
Unke is harkat se mere boob sakt hone lage aur saat hi meri nipple ab uttejna se ubharne lagi. Mere nipple meri top par nokili hone lagi aur shayad papa bhi ye jaan chuke the. Unki ungliya ab meri nipple ko meri top ke upar se sahla rahi thi. Main anjaan banti hui iska maza le rahi thi.
Ye soch kar ki ye mere papa hai. Mujhe sharm aur ghrina aani chahiye thi. Par uske vipreet mujhe maza aa rahi thi. Aisa nahi tha ki unhe pata nahi ki mujhe acha lag raha hai. Woh bhi ek mard hai aur kaafi tajurba bhi hoga unhe. Meri ubharti nipple se to unhe ab tak pata chal hi jana chahiye tha.
Thodi der aur yahi chalta raha ki tabhi papa meri god mein padi paani ki bottle lene ke liye haat badaye. Waise to woh apne daaye haat se bhi le sakte the, par unhone aisa nahi kiya. Woh apne baaye haat jo mere kandhe se hote hue meri boob ko sahla rahi thi use aage badaye.
Aur aise karte hue woh meri boob ko ache se daba gaye aur pani ki bottle uthali. Woh mere kandhe se hath hata liye aur fir pani peene lage. Paani peekar unhone bottle wapas de di. Main bottle li aur fir mein bhi pani peene lagi aur is baar jaankar bottle ko thoda zyada upar utha di.
Isse paani mere muh se bahar girti hui mere top ke seene par geeri aur top samne se geeli ho gayi.
Papa mujhe dekh bole: Are dekh ke piyona.
Main choti bachchi ke tarah hasti hui boli: Is bottle ka muh bada hai, har baar mein bhool jati hoon.
Baat to woh meri sun rahe the lekin unki nigaahe mere seene par thi. Main neeche dekhi to jiss karan se maine jaan boochkar paani girayi waisa hi hua.
TV ki halki roshni mein meri geeli top par mere boob ke akaar aur nipple chap chuki thi. Main fir papa ko dekhi to woh turant apni nazar TV ke taraf kar diye. Ab mujhe is khel mein maza aane lagi. Bhale ye samne mere papa the par the to mard hi.
Aur woh mujhe aise dekh aur choo rahe the to kyu na thodi aur kheloon apne papa ke saath. Paani ki bottle band kar rahi thi ki tabhi meri ungliyo se bottle ki dhakkan neeche giri. Dekhi to theek samne hi padi thi par woh papa ko nahi dikh rahi thi.
Dimag mein badmaashi ka kida dauda aur maine halke se apne pair se dakan ko maardi. Isse dhakan seedhe ham jis sofe pe baithe the theek uske neeche chali gayi.
Papa: Are tumhe ho kya raha hai kabhi pani gira rahi ho kabhi dhakkan.
Main: Woh hath se phisal gayi. Pani laga hua haina hath mein.
Itna kahti hui mei seedhe floor par apne ghutno par baithi aur jhuk kar kutiya banti hui sofe ke neeche dekhne lagi.
Waise to dhakkan mere aankho ke samne hi thi par mein papa ko sunati hui boli: Offo, kaha chali gayi.
Meri awaaz sun kar papa seedhe hokar baithe aur neeche mujhe dekh bole: Kya hua, mill nahi rahi?
Mere aise kutiya bane baithne se bhi unhe kuch zyada nahi dikh raha tha. kyu ki woh mere baaye taraf mere samne baithe hue the to mein boli: Aapke paas phone hai?
Papa: Haan hai, torch chahiye kya?
Main: Haan.
Papa apna phone mujhe dene lage to mein boli: Are aap jalake dikhaona.
Ispar woh wahi baithe phone mein torch jalakar neeche dikhane lage. Par isse to meri baat nahi banne wali thi to main boli: Waise nahi dikh raha, aap mere peeche aakar dikhao.
Woh thoda jhijhakne lage. Tab samjhi ki woh god se pillow hatane ke liye jhijhak rahe hai. Shayad unka lund tann chukka tha. Tab mein aur zor dekar bolne lagi: Papa, uthiyena!
Ispar papa dheere se uthe aur jaldi se mere peeche chale gaye taki main unki halat na dekh loon. Ab woh mere peeche the aur main unke samne kutiya bani baithi thi. Sofe ke andar mein sar ghusakar muskurane lagi aur boli: Haan ab dikhaiye torch.
Woh phone mein torch jalaye aur sabse pahle mere gaand ke taraf light maari. Aise kutiya banne se bhale meri skirt thodi upar aa chuki thi peeche se. Par ab bhi unhe meri janghe hi dikha rahi thi.
Main boli: Aap kaha torch maar rahe hai, mujhe kuch nah dikh raha.
Woh turant hadbadate hue meri gaand par se light hatakar sofe ke neeche maarne lage aur bole: Dikha?
Maine dhakkan apne haat mein leli aur boli: Haan dikha, thodi aur andar hai.
Papa: To ruko main dusre taraf se utha leta hoon.
Main turant boli: Nahi nahi. Bas thodi hi door hai aap wahi raho light dikhao.
Main nahi chahti thi ki papa apne jagah se hate. Ab waqt tha unko thoda aur dikhane ki. Main sofe ke andar aur thodi ghusti hui floor par late gayi. Thodi second andar aisi awaaze banayi maano main kaafi mushkil ke saat dhakkan le rahi hoon. par dhakkan to mere hath mein hi thi.
Iske baad mein bahar nikalne ke liye peeche ko khisakne lagi. Isse meri skirt floor aur mere badan ke beech ragadti hui mere kamar taka a gayi. Sofe ke neeche se turant light mere peeche chali gayi. Halki dheemi thandi hawa meri gaand par pad rahi thi.
Isse main jaan gayi ki meri bina panti ki gaand poori nangi khula nazara de rahi thi. Par main apne papa ki nadaan aur masoom bachchi ka dhong karti hui waisi hi kuch second rahi. Iske baad thodi uthti hui wapas kutiya bani. Jisse ab saaf tha ki woh meri gaand ki ched aur shayad choot ke hont bhi dekh rahe hai.
Mujhe is khel mein kafi maza aane laga. Pata nahi kyu. Par haan papa ke sath is khel ka maza hi kuch aur tha. Unke muh se ek labz nahi nikal rahe the. Main wapas uth khadi hui aur apni skirt ko neeche karne lagi. Papa hadbadate hue wapas sofe pe jakar jaldi se baith gaye.
Fir main bhi apni geeli top mein apne boob aur nipple ke chape akaar ko dikhati hui unke sath baith gayi.
Main poochi: Kitna over baaki hai?
Papa: Abhi to second inning shuru hi hua hai. 1 over hi hua hai. 19 over baaki hai.
Main uthi aur unhe dekh nadaan banti hui boli: Tab to aaj raat kaafi der tak hamlog jagne waale hai. Aur agar main is geeli t-shirt mein rahi to shayad bukhar ho jaye.
Meri baat sun papa mujhe aankh phaadkar dekhne lage. Saaf dikh raha tha ki woh kya soch rahe the.
To be continued.
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