Pichla bhaag padhe:- Baap ka lund aur beti ki jawani-1
Baap-beti sex story ab aage-
Jab main abhi bhi apna nashta kar hi raha tha, tab beti ne apna nashta khatam kar liya. Wo refrigerator ke paas gayi aur ek icecream kon lekar wapas aayi.
Main: Ye tumhe kahan se mila?
Beti: Maine ise kal pizza ke saath order kiya tha. Lekin mera ise khaane ka mann nahi tha. Isliye main ab khaa rahi hu.
Main: Agar tumhari maa ko pata chala ki main tumhare liye icecream laya hu, to wo mujhe daantengi.
Wo chammach ko thode aakarshak andaaz mein chaat rahi thi. Halanki ye bahut saaf taur par nahi dikh raha tha.
Beti: Mummy ko iske baare mein mat batana, bas!
Usne aisa kehte hue usi chammach se mujhe bhi khilaya. Jis tarah se usne chammach chaata, aur fir usi se mujhe khilaya, usse mujhe thodi uttejana mahsoos hui. Halanki, main chup raha.
Uske baad wo taiyaar hone apne kamre mein chali gayi aur main tv dekhne laga. Dedh ghante baad wo apne kamre se ek tight safed t-shirt aur jeans pehan kar baahar nikli. Wo bahut khoobsurat lag rahi thi. Uska figar bahut aakarshak tha. Uske breast ubhre hue the aur uske hips bahut sexy lag rahe the.
Main use ghoor raha tha aur uski khoobsurti mein kho gaya tha.
Beti (sharmate hue): Arre dad, kya hua?
Main (sharminda hote hue): Kuch nahi.
Beti: Koi baat nahi, batao!
Main: Kuch khaas nahi. Tum bahut khoobsurat lag rahi ho.
Beti: khoobsurat ya hot! (hanste hue)
Main: Chup ho jao. Main tumhara dad hu.
Beti: Haha, theek hai, tareef ke liye shukriya. Aao, photoshoot mein meri madad karo.
Wo mujhe apne kamre mein le gayi. Wo ek saadi deewar ke saamne khadi ho gayi aur maine uske kahe anusar photo kheenchi. Ab wo mujhe nirdesh deti rahi, “Daddy ye angle lo, shot lo, wagaira.”
Shuru mein sab theek chal raha tha. Main uski khoobsurti mein itna kho gaya tha ki bas uske saath behta chala gaya. Kayi photo lene ke baad usne sexy pose dena shuru kiya. Jaise apne breast ko aage karna aur apne hips ko peeche karna. Isse wo bahut hot lag rahi thi. Mujhe uttejana mahsoos hone lagi.
Maine usse poocha, “Kya tum aisi photo post karne wali ho?”
Beti: Aisi photo se tumhara kya matlab hai?
Main: Ye pose theek nahi hai.
Beti: Chinta mat karo dad. Main bus wahi photo post kar rahi hu jo aapne pehle li thi. Ye sirf meri personal gallery ke liye hai. Aapke alawa koi aur inhe nahi dekhega.
Main (mujhe khushi hui): Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ki tum kya keh rahi ho.
Beti: Mujhe pata hai ki tum raat mein kya karte ho (mere uttejit ang ki taraf ishara karte hue).
Main (bahut sharminda ho kar): Mujhe maaf karna, lekin ye bahut personal baat hai.
Beti: Chhodho bhi. Mujhe aur photo chahiye, please.
Main (pareshan ho kar aur apne kiye ke baare mein sochte hue): Nahi, please mujhe akela chhodh do.
Beti: Daddy please. Chalo, photoshoot jaari rakhte hai (usne pyar se kaha).
Main: Theek hai, lekin tumhe mujhse vaada karna hoga ki tum ise secret rakhogi. Aur social media par aisi sexy tasveerein post nahi karogi.
Beti: Theek hai, vaada karti hu daddy. Ab aao.
Maine phone liya aur use khade hone ko kaha. Tabhi usne mujhe roka aur phone ka camera table par set kiya.
Beti: Aao, saath mein photo kheenchte hai.
Main: Bilkul nahi, dekho maine kaise kapde pehne hai aur tumne kaise.
Beti: Tumhari dress theek-thaak hai. Tumhe pata hai ki ye sirf meri personal gallery ke liye hai. Main ise mummy ko bhi nahi dikhaungi (usne aankh mari).
Mujhe laga ki haalat sahi disha mein nahi jaa rahe the. Lekin maine jaisa chal raha tha, waisa hi chalne diya. Pehli photo theek rahi. Main uske peeche khada tha, aur mere haath uske kandhon par the. Sab normal tha.
Doosri tasveer ke samay mahaul thoda garam hone laga, aur usne kaha ki use gale milte hue tasveer chahiye. Usne timer set kiya aur mujhe gale laga liya. Uske breast meri chhaati se dab rahe the. Main uski narmi mahsoos kar sakta tha.
Main: Anjali, main tumhara pita hu.
Beti: Aapke paas mummy hai. Lekin mera to koi boyfriend bhi nahi hai. Please, daddy, chalo kuch mazedaar tasveerein lete hai. Main inhe apni hidden gallery mein surakshit rakhungi.
Wo utsahit thi. Main poori tarah confused tha. Lekin maine jaisa chal raha tha, waisa hi chalne diya. Usne 30 second ka timer set kiya aur mere paas aa gayi. Usne mujhe gale lagaya. Fir maine apne haath uske kulhon par rakhe. Wo naram the, aur main khud ko rok nahi paya. Main apni beti ko sexual tareeke se chhoo raha tha.
Beti: Usne meri aankhon mein dekha aur kaha, “Jab tum mere saath hote ho, to mujhe boyfriend ki zaroorat nahi hoti. Main tumse pyar karti hu, daddy.”
Main pyar se bhar gaya tha. Maine uske kulhon ko dabaya, aur hamari nazrein mili. Wo 5-10 second kisi anant kaal jaise lage. Dheere-dheere maine use apni taraf kheencha aur use choomne ke liye jhuka. Hamare honth pehli baar mile. Main apni chhoti si bachhi ko ek boyfriend ki tarah choom raha tha. Hame camere ke shutter ki awaaz sunayi di.
Wo ek pita aur beti ke kiss karne ki tasveer thi. Hame iski parwah nahi thi, aur main use choomta raha. Maine apni jeebh ka bhi istemaal kiya. Wo meri zindagi ke sabse ache pal the. Hamne 10 minute tak kiss kiya. Mere haath uski t-shirt ke andar jaa kar uski kamar ko pakad rahe the, aur uske haath meri pant ke upar se mere lund ko chhoo rahe the.
Main: Kya tumne aaj ke liye yahi plan kiya tha?
Beti: Haa, maine kal raat aapko hastmaithun karte hue dekha tha. Mujhe pata hai ki jab main aapke lund ko ghoor rahi thi, tab aap mujhe sheeshe mein dekh rahe the.
Main (hairan aur muskurate hue): Mujhe nahi pata tha ki meri beti itni chalaak hai. Mujhe maaf karna, ye bahut galat hai.
Beti: Jab tak ye hamare beech hai, tab tak ye galat nahi hai. Aur please, daddy, mujhe apna lo.
Uski baaton ne mujhe aur bhi uttejit kar diya. Isliye maine use bistar par bithaya aur kuch der tak uski gardan ko chooma. Tab tak wo poori tarah se uttejit ho chuki thi, aur fir maine uski t-shirt utaar di. Usne kaali bra pehni hui thi, aur uske sexy stann dikhayi de rahe the. Usne meri t-shart utaar di. Maine uski bra ka hook khol diya.
Usne apne breast dhake aur kaha, “Mujhe sharam aa rahi hai.”
Maine kaha, “Chinta mat karo, baby girl,” aur uske breast pakad kar unhe chooma. Maine unhe sehlaya aur choosa. Wo bade, mulayam aur komal the. Wo karaah rahi thi aur mere sparsh ka maza le rahi thi. Isi beech maine uski pant utaari aur apna haath uski chut par rakha. Wo chaahti thi ki jab main uski breast choosu to wo fingering bhi karwaye.
Kuch der baad usne mujhe roka aur khada karke meri pant utarwayi. Hum dono poori tarah nange the. Usne mera bada lund apne muh mein liya aur kaha, “Mera lollipop, mera!” main dekh sakta tha ki meri beti kaise badi ho gayi thi, aur apne daddy ka cock choos rahi thi.
Usne lagataar 10 minute tak use choosa, aur mera veeryapat ho gaya. Mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha tha ki meri beti ne mera virya nigal liya tha. Aur fir hum gale lag kar bistar par gir gaye.
Usne kaha, “Daddy, main chahti hu ki aap mere andar aaye.”
Main: Ye bahut zyada hai.
Beti: Nahi, main aapke saath pyar karna chahti hu. Mujhe fuck karo, daddy! Main chahti hu ki aap meri virginity le.
Ye sun kar main pagal ho gaya aur jaldi se apne kamre se condom le aaya. Wo bistar par nangi leti mera intezaar kar rahi thi. Jab main condom pehan raha tha, to wo mujhe ghoor rahi thi. Main uske upar gaya aur kaha, “I love you.” usne muskurate hue meri aankhon mein dekha aur mere lund ko apni chut ke andar jaane mein madad ki.
Wo bahut tight thi. Maine use andar dhakela aur dheere-dheere fuck karna shuru kiya. Uske muh se zordaar karaah nikli, aur maine use chooma aur fuckk karna jaari rakha. Wo karaah rahi thi aur maza le rahi thi. Uske haav-bhaav mujhe aur bhi uttejit kar rahe the. Mujhe us din jo kuch bhi hua, wo bahut pasand aaya.
Dheere-dheere, hamara rishta badal gaya, aur jab bhi meri patni aas-paas nahi hoti thi, hum maza karte the.