Kumar Apartment Season 2 Part 48 Baap Beti Ne Liya Pahla Kadam
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Narrated by Swati
Hi, main Swati, pichle baar episode 46 mein aap logo ne dekha ki maa dopahar ke khane ke baad kahi bahar gayi. To main nadaani ka dhong karti hui apne papa ke sath besharmi ka khel khelne lagi. Main apne papa ko manwa hi li ki woh bhi apne sharam ko chhod mere khel mein shamil ho jaaie.
Papa bhale ye jante the ki ye sab galat hai. Par mann mein ubharti vaasna ki chingari unke tann badan mein bhi paap ki aag bhadka rahi thi. Ab aage padte hai.
Kuch der papa ke lund se khelne ke baad mujhe laga ki papa ab mere soche iraado mein shamil hone ke liye taiyaar ho gaye hai. Unka lund meri hatho mein kafi zyada tann chukka tha. Papa meri choot ko sahla rahe the. Jaise ki unhe pata hi na ho ki woh kya kar rahe hai.
Kuch der baad main uthi aur apni ghutno mein unke taraf peet dikhakar baith gayi. Main mud kar papa se boli: Chalo aapko ek aur cheez dikhati hun. Meri dress uthaiye peeche se.
Papa: Pa… par woh kyu?
Main: Are papa, uthao to sahi.
Papa: Nahi nahi, galat hai.
Main: Offo, ab bhi aap ko galat hai sab, samne chuwa na aapne mujhe, to fir? Waise bhi koi nahi haina ghar pe, aap uthaona dress.
Woh chup-chap mere dress ke nichle hisse ko pakad use meri kamar par rakh diye. Main apni gand ko pakad phaila kar apni gand ki ched dikhakar boli: Ye dekhiye.
Papa meri ched par dekhte rahe mano kho gaye ho aur tab main boli: Haat lagaiyena.
Papa: Nahi, nahi waha sab nahi.
Main: Please papa, main boli na kisi ko nahi bolungi.
Papa jhijhakte hato ko meri gand ke peeche le gaye. Fir ehsaas hua ki kaise unki sakt ungliya meri mulaiam gand ki muh par choone lagi. Sach kahu to ye maza is duniya mein koi aur nahi de sakta. Bas ye sochne mein hi ki mere papa meri gand ko choo rahe the, ye baat mujhe ek alag hi maza de rahi thi.
Kuch second baad main palat kar unhe dekhti hui boli: Ek aur cheez bataun papa apko? Kisi ko aap bhi mat bataiyega.
Papa: Kya?
Main badi jaankar bachche ki tarah shakal banati hui boli: Mujhe na ek cheez aur pata hai… jo aapko bilkul nahi pata.
Papa: Kya?
Main apni daanyi hath unhe dikhati hui apni choot ki rekha par rakh gol-gol sahlane lagi.
Papa: Ye, ye tum kya kar rahi ho, Swati?
Main halki aah leti hui boli: Mmm… papa pata nahi kyu bohut achcha lagta hai aise karne mein.
Papa: Pagal, band karo aise nahi karte.
Main: Kyu, mujhe achcha lagta hai.
Papa: Par par… theek hai par tumhe mere samne ye nahi karni chahiye.
Papa: Offo, aap bas dekho, mujhe to bohut pasand hai aise karna.
Papa: Ye… ye sab tumhe kisne sikhaya.
Main ab kaise batati papa ko ki main koi bholi bhali bachchi nahi rahi unki. Unhe to pata bhi nahi tha ki abtak maine kai baar sex bhi ki hai. Main nadaan hoti hui boli: Khu… khudse papa. Ayse kabhi kabhi ki to achcha laga, aur fir karte karte seekh gayi main.
Papa: Bohut badmash ho tum, ye sab sahi nahi hai beta.
Jab papa ye bol rahe the to meri dhyan unke kandhe par gayi jo hil raha tha. Main turant dusre taraf se palat kar dekhi to ek khushi ki lahar daud gayi mere andar. Papa mujhse baat karne ke beech apne hath se lund ko pakad upar neeche hila bhi rahe the. Iska matlab unhe kafi maza aa raha tha.
Main turant hairaan hone ka natak kar boli: Aap kya kar rahe hai?
Papa turant apne lund se hath chor bole: Ku… kuch nahi. Kuch bhi to nahi kar raha.
Unke hath chorte hi unka lund rubber ki tarah upar ko uchala. Fir bhari lohe ke tarah neeche jhuka jise dekh meri choot mein masti ki khujli shuru ho gayi.
Main jhat se uthi aur ziddi hoti hui boli: Bataona aap kya kar rahe the?
Papa: Are bola na kuch nahi kar raha tha, main… main bas ise andar dalne ja raha tha.
Main teekhi nazro ke sath boli: Kiske andar papa, hahaha!
Papa: Kapde ke andar aur kaha.
Main turant unke samne jhukti hui lund ko apne hath mein lekar use upar neeche hilati hui boli: Aapko bhi maza aata hai kya aise karne par, bataiyena.
Papa: Are choro use, mujhe koi maza nahi aata, Swati hato.
Main lund ko halke se dabakar neeche ko kheech uske chamde ko pura utaarti hui uske sar ko phulakar boli: Bataona papa please, aapse hi to pooch rahi huna. Please bolo warna nahi chorungi.
Papa: Uff!
Papa apne sar par hath rakhe aur fir idhar udhar dekhne lage. Unki shakal aisi thi mano kaha phass gaye woh. Main unke lund ko chori aur fir apni ungliyo se unke chamakdaar lund ke sar ko gol-gol sahlati hui boli: Please papa bataona apko achcha lag raha hai kya?
Main apni baat khatm karti hui apni ek ungli ki naakhun se lund ke muh ko halke se chubha gayi. Ispar lund zor ka dhakka mara aur sath hi woh masti mein aah bharte hue bol gaye: Ahh! Haan, achcha lagta hai par sahi nahi hai.
Main fir se unke lund ke sar ko gol-gol sahlati hui boli: Kya achcha lagta hai bataiye, kya karne pe achcha lagta hai? Aise?
Aise bolti hui maine gol-gol sahlaya, aur fir lund ke chamde ko neeche aur upar utarti-kheechti hui boli: Ya aise?
Papa: Ohhh Swati…
Papa apni aankhe band karli maano unse ab dekha nahi ja raha tha ki unki beti kya kar rahi hai.
Tabhi main boli: Ya fir aise?
Is baar “ya fir aise” bolte hi main jhuki aur seedhe unke gulabi lund ke sar ko apni jeeb se chaati. Fir uske ched par apni jeeb ki nok chubhane lagi. Woh jhat se aankh khole aur mujhe dekh bole: Ah, Swati nahi, waise mat karo.
Woh mujhe rokte usse pahle hi maine unke lund ke sar ko apni honte ke ghere mein le li. Fir use apne muh mein lekar lolipop ki tarah kar choosne lagi.
Papa: Ahhh! Nahi nahi nahi! Swati nahi!
Unka lund meri hatho mein dhadakne laga aur sath hi meri muh mein halki namkeen laslasi boonde ugalne lagi. Main samajh gayi ki woh kafi maze mein hai. Main unke lund ke muh ke paas halke se kaati aur fir use muh se nikal di.
Main boli: Boliyena! Kya achcha lagta hai.
Papa: Sab sab achcha lagta hai Swati par main tumhara papa hun beta.
Main: Offo… main beti hun to aapki property meri hui na?
Papa: Haan haan sab tumhara hi hai par…
Unhe tokti hui boli: To ye bhi mera hai.
Main wapas unke lund ko pakad jhuki aur use apne muh mein leli.
Papa: Ahhh!
Is baar main unke lund ko apne muh mein zyada andar li. Fir apne sar ko upar-neeche hilati hui use apni muh mein khelne lagi. Kuch der aise karne par woh mere sar ke peeche apna hath rakh diye. Main unke lund ko muh mein rakhti hui hi upar unko dekhi to woh poore maze mein aankhe band kar baithe the.
Samajh gayi ki woh mere sar par hath khu rakhe. Fir maine unke lund ko apne muh mein jitni ho payi utni andar leli.
Papa: Ahhhh! Ohhh!
Meri choot se halki nami nikalne lagi kyu ki main poori garam ho gayi thi. Ye soch kar ki akhir kaar mujhe mere papa ke lund ko choosne ko mil hi gayi. Apne papa ke lund ko choosna jitni hi paap tha utni hi mujhe ye uttejit bhi kar rahi thi.
Papa bhi kafi uttejit ho chuke the, shayad unhe bhi is paap mein barabar maza aa raha tha. mujhe poore 2 minute bhi unke lund ko choosne ki zarurat nahi padi aur woh jhadne ke kagaar par pahunch gaye.
Woh mere sar ko pakad hatane ki koshish to kiye. Par main ziddi bankar unke lund ko muh se nikalne na di. Kuch aur second muh mein ghuma ghuma kar choosi. Fir mere muh mein garam gaada namkeen rass ki moti aur lambi pichkariya bharne lagi.
Papa akadte hatho ke sath ab bhi mujhe hatane ki koshish mein the. Par mere diye maze ke samne woh haar gaye. Unka sara rass apni muh mein bhar kar unhe dekhi. Woh nasheele aankho se mujhe dekh mana kar rahe the. Kuch bol nahi paye.
Ar isse pahle ki woh mujhe kuch bole main unka sara rass nigal gayi aur boli: Ahhh, mmmm… ye kya tha papa.
Nadaan aur anjaan banti hui main wapas unke lund ke muh par se sarakti rass ko chaat gayi. Tab jakar papa bolne layak hue aur bole: Ohhh… Swati kya kiya tumne, cheee!
Main apni honto ko chaatti hui unhe dekh boli: Mmm… papa ye kya tha. So tasty. Mmmm!
Aisi baat nahi thi ki mujhe muth ke swaad ka pata nahi. Par papa ke samne anjaan bachchi bankar aage boli: Wow, ye kya nikala papa?
Papa pachtaawe ke bhaaw se bole: Hai bhagwaan, Swati. Utho tum. Tumhe woh nahi karna chahiye tha.
Main apne ungli par lagi nami ko chaatti hui boli: Kyu? Jo bhi tha mujhe achcha laga, apko achcha nahi laga kya? Waise woh kya tha?
Papa: Mmm… mujhe pata nahi.
Main: Hmmm… main bataun kya thi woh?
Papa: Kya?
Main muskurati hui honto ko kaat boli: Aapka yummy juice, hahaha! Mmm.. achchi thi.
Papa: Uff…
Main tab neeche dekhi to unka lund ab chota hone laga. Uski mazbooti bhi kamzor hokar jhukne lagi, main use hath mein lekar boli: Ye aise kyu ho gaya papa? Kya hua?
Papa: Offo, ab choro use. Bas bohut hua.
Itna kahte hue woh mere hath ko pakad hata diye aur gusse aur pareshani wali shakal banane lage.
Main udaas banti hui boli: Kya hua aapko achcha nahi laga kya?
Papa: Nahi bilkul nahi, ye sab galat hai beta, hame ye nahi karni chahiye.
Ab shayad unka ho gaya tha to ye sab unhe galat lag raha tha. Aur ye main nahi chahti thi ki ho. Main chahti thi ki woh firse garam ho jaye par kaise. Sochkar main turant peeche ko hati aur fir sofe par peet ke bal laet gayi.
Apni sar ko sofe ke ek taraf ki handrest par rakhi aur unhe dekhti hui apni janghe phaila li. Meri dress neeche ko giri aur meri kamar par aa gayi. Unko besharmi ke sath apni choot dikhati hui sath boli: Hmmm… ab main maze karungi… huh, aap baitho galat hai bolkar.
Ye kahti hui main apni daanyi hath ki ungliyo ko chaati aur fir use apni choot ke upar rakh sahlane lagi.
Papa mujhe aur meri choot ke taraf dekh bole: Ye kya kar rahi ho, band karo.
Main ziddi muh banati hui boli: Nahi, main karungi aapka ho gaya na, ab main karungi.
Papa: Mmm… mera kya? Mera kya hua.
Main: Offo papa, nadaan mat bano. I know it.
Papa: Kya? Kya you know? Uff hath hatao udhar se.
Main: Mujhe pata hai aapko maza aya to woh nikla mere muh mein, utna mujhe pata hai. Ab meri baari.
Papa meri besharm harkat se nazar nahi pher pa rahe the. Woh dekh rahe the ki kiss besharmi ke sath unki jawaan beti unke samne apni janghe faila kar apni choot par ungliya pher rahi thi.
Woh meri choot ko dekhte to kabhi meri shakal ko. Jab bhi woh meri shakal ko dekhte to main unhe muskurati hui nashile aankhe banakar dikhati. Jaise ki mujhe kafi maza aa raha ho.
Waise maza to aa hi rahi thi, ungliyo se kam aur is baat se zyada ki main kitni nirlaj hokar apne papa ke samne aise kar rahi thi.
Papa: Uff… main nahi samjha sakta tumhe, jo karna hai karo.
Unki is baat mein “uff” kam thi. Par is baat mein dam zyada thi ki main jo chahe karu aur karti rahu. Shayad unhe mujhe dekh ab maza aane laga firse. Woh mujhe dekhe ja rahe t.
Main kaise maze bhari shakal banati hui apni thook se sani geeli ungliyo ko apni choot ki honto ko sahlati hui palat rahi thi. Kuch der baad jakar woh himmat jutakar bole: Tumhe…
Par woh aage bole nahi to main boli: Mujhe kya papa, poochiyena.
Papa: Tu… tumhe achcha lagta hai kya aise karne mein?
Main: Haan, bohut. Aapko sikhaun?
Papa: Ehh! Nahi nahi.
Main apni kamar ke bal uthi aur boli: Offo papa, sharmao mat, main koi parayi ladki nahi hun. Haat do idhar.
Ye kahti hui main unke baanye hath ko pakad kheechi. Uski hateli ki ungliyo ko apni choot se sata kar gol gol ghumati hui boli: Aise kariye aap, main sikhati hun.
Papa ne is baar na hi apne hath kheeche na hi kuch bole. Meri choot par apni ungliyo ko mere karwaaie anusaar sahlane lage. Mere andar masti chaa gayi jab ye hua. Main unke hath ko chor di aur ab papa khud hi meri choot par ungliyo se sahlane lage. Main maze leti hui wapas peet ke bal unhe dekhti hui laet gayi.
Unke hatho ka sparsh bohut achchi lag rahi thi. Aisa nahi tha ki mujhe kuch unhe sikhana pada, unhe bhi achche se pata tha ki choot ke sath ungliyo se kaise khelte hai. Apni jawani mein shayad woh bhi kai chooto ko khaya hoga. Par fir bhi papa khudse kuch karna nahi chahte the.
Woh usi dayre mein the jaha tak main unhe karne boli. Tab main apni hath unke hath ko apni choot se uthayi aur uske anghute ko pakad choot ke dane par sahlati hui boli: Yaha sahlaiye aise aur fir gol gol sahlaiye. Aur achcha lagta hai mujhe.
Papa apne anghuto se meri choot ke dane ko tatolte aur fir kabhi gol gol sahlate. Agle 2 se 3 minute woh aise hi meri choot ke dane to kabhi honto ko baari baari sahlate hue mujhe behad maza dene lage. Apni aankh tirchi kar neeche dekhi to unka lund dubara tann chuka tha.
Papa ki chahe 49 umar ho gayi lekin unke lund mein kafi dum tha ab bhi jo itni jaldi dubara tann gayi. Tab main maoka dekh boli: Ek aur achcha tareeka bataun kya aapko, jisme mujhe aur bhi maza aata hai?
Papa: Kya?
Main fir se unke hath ko pakdi aur is baar unki ek ungli pakad apni choot mein ghusati hui boli: Aise andar le jaiye.
Papa: Kya? Nahi nahi… woh kuch zyada ho jayega.
Main unke hath ko apni choot ke taraf kheechti hui choot ke andar dhakelti hui boli: Offo karona please papa.
Papa ne apni hath wapas na li. Maano woh baato mein mana kar rahe the par unka mann nahi kah raha tha ki ye galat ho. Main unki ek ungli ko thodi si andar ghusakar chor di. Fir woh dheere se mere andar apni lambi sakt ungli baaki bhi ghusa gaye.
Main ankhe band kar halki si aah bol gayi to woh apni ungli dheere se wapas lene lage to main boli: Hmmm firse ghusaiyena papa.
Woh mere andar dubara apni ungli le gaye aur is baar pichle baar se zyada andar.
Main: Mmmmm… papa. Bohut achcha lag raha hai.
Papa dubara ungli bahar liye aur firse dheere se andar dalne lage. Main is bar chup rahi aur woh apni ungli se mujhe dheere dheere pyar se chodhne lage. Aise mano kahi mujhe dard na ho jaye. Par dard to door ki baat thi.
Mujhe to mann kar rahi thi ki unse chilla kar bolu ki apni beti ki choot ko aur tezi se ungli kare. Main kamar ko dheere dheere uthati hui unki ungliyo ko maze mein lene lagi. Woh bilkul chup the.
Apni aankh kholkar unhe dekhi to woh meri choot ko dekhe ja rahe the. Aur wahi unka dusra hath unke lund ko upar neeche kar khud ko maza de rahe the.
Main: Ab 2 ungli daliye papa.
Woh meri baat sun turant meri shakal ko dekhe par is baar unhone mana nahi kiya balki kaha: Ok, maza aa raha hai kya?
Unke aise maza shabd lagakar sawal karne se mere tann badan mein masti daud gayi aur main boli: Mmmm bohut, please papa 2 ungli, please.
Woh apni ungli nikale aur fir mujhe meri choot pichle baar se zyada phailti hui mehsoos hui.
Main: Mmmm… yes papa aise hi, poora andar. Bohut achcha lag raha hai.
Papa apni do ungliyo ka motapa meri kasi hui nazuk choot mein utarte gaye aur main unki ungliyo ki lambayi leti gayi.
Main: Oh papa, bohut achcha lag raha hai.
Is bar woh itne uttejit the ki mujhe unse ye kahne ki zarurat nahi padi ki tezi se kare. Main maze mein aahe dabaati hui apni kamar unki ungli ki aur dene lagi. Woh samajh gaye ki mujhe bohut maza aa rahi hai. Fir woh bhi apni hath ki tezi badate hue mere andar marne lage.
Woh apni ungliya meri choot mein utarte gaye aur main apni charam seema par jane lagi. Mere hath apne aap hi mere kapdo ke upar se meri niplo ko pakad nichodne lagi.
Main maze mein aati hui boli: Aur tez kariye papa, please.
Papa apne baanye hath se kar rahe the usi liye hath zyada tez nahi chal rahi thi. Woh meri choot se ungli nikal liye, main sochi woh kyu ruke. Ye soch main apni aankhe khol dekhi.
Woh mere taraf mud kar baithne lage aur fir daanyi hath ki ungliya meri choot par rakh sahlane lage.
Main: Aap ruk kyu gaye papa?
Main: Woh is hath se jaldi nahi hota, right hand se karta hun. Maza to aa raha haina beta.
Main apni janghe poori 180 degree failayi taaki woh achche se mujhe ungli maar sake aur boli: Haan bohut achcha lag raha hai papa, you are the best. Please achche se karona, please.
Woh meri baat par muskuraaie aur fir meri choot mein ungli dhakel diye. Par is baar meri aankhe khul gayi. Jab ehsaas hua ki papa ne 2 nahi shayad poore 3 ungli meri choot mein ghusa dali. Pichle baar se zyada motopa laga, pichle baar se zyada andar aur pichle baar se kayi guna zyada maza.
Main: Ahh papa yess! Bohut achcha lag raha hai.
Papa apne baye hath meri choot ke upar ke hisse par rakhe aur uske anghute se meri choot ke dane ko tatolte hue sahlane lage. Aur neeche apni daanyi hath ki 3 ungliya meri choot main aur tezi se chodhne lage. Woh kuch nahi bol rahe the aur apne kaam mein lage hue the.
Mujhe to mano ek taraf yakeen bhi nahi ho rahi thi ki mere papa mere sath ye kar rahe hai. Wahi dusri taraf itni zyada maza aa rahi thi is baat se ki main is khel ko kabhi na rokne ki dua maang rahi thi.
Woh meri rass se tarabor ho chuki choot mein asaani se apni ungliya maar rahe the. Main har pal apni charm seema ki aur ek ek kadam badati ja rahi thi. Agle 1 minute woh bina ruke meri choot ko ungliyo se chodhte rahe.
Fir main nadaan banti hui unse boli: Ah, papa, susu aa rahi hai papa.
Papa: Nahi beta susu nahi hai woh.
Main jaanti thi ki main jhadne wali hun. Par unhe main aisa dikhana chahti thi ki woh mujhe pahli baar jhadwa rahe hai meri zindgi mein.
Main boli: Nahi papa, mmmm bohut achcha lag raha hai par bohut tez susu aa rahi hai, ahhh!
Papa: Nahi nahi, use roko mat beta, susu nahi hai ye, tum pahli baar ho rahi ho, tumhe pata nahi, nikalne do use.
Main: Ahhh papa… ahhh… sofa ganda ho jayega.
Papa apni ungliya aur tezi se marne lage aur bole: Nahi nahi, mano meri baat aur nikalne do use, susu nahi hai.
Main: Ahhh ok… ok papa. Ohhhh!
Iske baad woh aaw na taaw dekhe. Apni 3 ungliya meri choot mein gad gad chodhne lage aur jald hi main kamar uthati hui bol padi: Ahhhhh…! Papaaaaa!
Main apni choot se pani ki boonde ugalne lagi. Meri aankhe aise band ho gayi mano poori takat bhi lagalu apni to ab na khule. Meri kamar jhatke khati hui uchalne ki koshish mein thi. Par papa apne baanye hath se mujhe pakde rahe.
Aur daanye hath se tab tak ungli chodhte rahe jab tak main khud unhe rukne ko na boli. Main jhadne ke maze mein chhod besud jhatko ki lahar mein machalne lagi. Woh satasat ungli dete gaye aur dete hi gaye andar.
Tab jakar himat jutayi maine aur apni kaampti hatho se unhe rukne ka ishara ki. Aur woh dheere se apni ungliya meri thaki chudhi choot se nikal liye. Main ankhe band kar padi rahi. Woh kuch poochte rahe par mujhe bass gun gunahat ki awaaz aayi aur kuch saaf sunayi nahi di.
Dheere dheere apne hosh mein aati hui ab unki awaaz mujhe aane lagi. Woh pooch rahe the: Swati, Swati beta, theek hona tum.
Main nasheeli aankhe kholkar muskerayi aur wapas aankh band kar laet gayi. Meri choot par kuch ehsaas hua. Papa apne hath se meri choot ko sahla rahe the mano mujhe rahat de rahe ho. My sweet papa.
Itne mein darwaze ki ghanti baji aur woh meri jangh ko thapthapate hue hadbadi mein bole: Are baapre, lagta hai tumhari maa wapas aa gayi, utho beta.
Woh sofe se jhat se uth gaye par mujhe to mano takat hi nahi thi uthne ki. Papa jhuk kar meri baazuo ko pakad kisi bachche ke tarah uthane lage aur bole: Beta utho… tumhari maa shayad aa gayi.
Main nashili aankho se unhe dekh muskurane lagi. Woh turant sofe par padi meri panti uthakar mujhe dete hue bole: Lo pehno ise.
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Ek aur bar ghanti baji, main unke hath se panti na li aur apni ek paaw uthakar unke taraf dikhadi. Woh samajh gaye aur hadbadate hue meri panti meri paaw mein ghusaye aur mujhe panti pehnane lage.
Main mann hi mann unhe dekh muskura rahi thi. Soch rahi thi ki mere papa kitne pyare lagte hai aise ghabrahat ke sath meri khayal rakhte hue. Woh jaldi hi mujhe panti pehnaye aur fir darwaza kholne chale gaye.
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Ek aur baar ghanti baji aur papa ne darwaza khol di, maa hi thi aur andar aati hui boli: Sab so gaye the kya?
Woh andar aati hui mujhe dekh boli: Tum yahi pe thi to darwaza kyu nahi kholi? Aur… aur ye tumhare baal kyu aise bigde hue hai? Kar kya rahi thi?
Tab main apna hath sar par rakhi aur dekhi ki sachme sofe pe laetne se mere poore baal bigad gaye the, mano kisi ne sachme jamke chudhayi ki ho meri. Main maa ke peeche khade papa ko dekhi jo ghabrakar khade the. Ab hum kya kahte maa se?
To be continued.
Marisol
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