Kumar Apartment : Season 2 – Part 65 (Beti Ki Badti Gandi Ichchaanye)

Narrated by Swati

Hi friends main Swati. Pichli baar to aap logo ne padha ki kaise akhir mujhe meri manzil mill hi gayi. Pahle papa ke sath unhe rijhane ka khel. Fir unhe uttejit karne ka khel aur fir kal raat papa ne meri gandi ichchaaye poori kar hi di.

Kal raat papa ne pahli baar mujhe chodha. Ye ajeeb to hai, aur asamajik bhi. Par kal raat ke baad unke sath meri vaasna ki ichchaaye kam nahi par kafi aur bad gayi.

Agle subah jab uthi to 9 baj rahe the. Uth kar kambal se nikli to jaani ki kal raat papa se chudne ke baad main nangi hi so gayi thi. Khadi hokar ayine ke samne khud ko nangi dekh muskurati hui angdaayi li. Sochi ki aaj ek naya din aur papa ghar pe.

Sochne lagi ki aaj papa ke sath kya kya karungi. Bahar TV chalne ki awaaz aa rahi thi aur sath hi maa ki kuch khit-pit bhi. Jaldi se samne padi ek top aur short pehankar main bahar nikli. Papa sofe par TV dekh rahe the. Maa kitchen mein hadbadati aur kuch na kuch badbadati hui kaam pe lagi hui thi.

Main papa ke peeche se jakar unke sar ke baalo ko sahla kar kitchen ko chali gayi.

Papa: Are! Uth gaye?

Maa turant mere taraf dekhi. Ek tak dekhi ki main kya pehni hun aur fir boli: Aaj kaise tu itni jaldi uth gayi! Suraj aaj kaha se uga hai?

Main maa ko jeeb dikha kar chidati aur jawaab di: Woh kal raat bohut achchi neend aayi mujhe, to jaldi uth gayi.

Papa mujhe hi dekh rahe the. Unko samajh gaya ki main kya kah rahi hun aur woh muskura diye. Waise aaj unke chehre par bhi ek alag hi muskaan thi. Har din unhe kaam par jaate to nahi dekhti lekin sham ko wapas thake hue aate the. Shayad kal raat unhe bhi apni zindgi jeene ka maoka firse mila ho.

Maa tab mujhse boli: Chai hai udhar, garam karke pee le.

Maa kafi hadbadi mein thi to main poochi: Aap kahi ja rahe ho kya?

Maa: Kyu, tujhe kya mera ghar pe rahna pasand nahi ab?

Main chai ko stove par rakhti hui boli: Are maa, aap itni hadbadi mein ho to poochi.

Maa: Haan jana hai, mandir jaa rahi thi. Tujhe to un sabse koi waasta nahi.

Main kitchen mein chai garam karti hui dekhi to papa ki nazar mujh par hi thi. Main unhe bhawro se ishara ki ki kya hua. To woh bhi kuch nahi ka ishara kar diye.

Maa apne kaam mein lagi thi aur main jaldi se chai lekar living room ko papa ke paas chali gayi. Papa ke bagal mein jakar baith ek baar kitchen ke taraf dekhi. Fir papa se dheemi awaaz mein boli: Kal raat aapko bhi achchi neend aayi kya?

Papa kitchen ke taraf dekhe aur fir bole: Shhh! Us bare mein baate abhi nahi.

Main: To fir kab?

Papa: Baad mein, tumhari maa ko jane do.

Main chai pee kar apni honto ko halke se chaatti hui boli: Tab baate kaon karega!

Papa ke chehre par alag si shaitaani wali muskaan aa gayi aur woh bole: To fir kya karenge?

Main kitchen ko dekhi aur fir wapas papa ko dekh boli: Kal wali game firse khelenge.

Papa mere sar ko sahlate hue bole: Har din nahi pagal.

Main: Kyu? Mujhe to har din khelni hai.

Papa: Nahi nahi.

Tabhi kitchen se maa boli: Papa beti mein kya kusur phusur ho rahi hai itni.

Papa: Aa… ku kuch nahi.

Main tab papa ko maza chakhane ke liye maa ke taraf dekh boli: Yahi ki aap ke jaane ke baad hum log kya karenge!

Papa ek dam se ghabra gaye aur main unki ghabrahat dekh hasne lagi.

Maa kitchen se boli: Aap uski koi baat na maniyega. Zaroor new year par kuch mangne ki firaak mein hogi. Isi liye aaj itni jaldi uth kar achchi ban rahi hai.

Main: Haan haan mang rahi hun, aur aapke jaane ke baad main lungi unse.

Papa meri jangh par cheeti kaat mujh chup rahne ka ishara karne lage. Par main unhe dekh muskurayi. Fir maa ke taraf dekh boli: Papa bole abhi aap ho to nahi denge to aapke jaane ke baad hi.

Maa: Oho, to paise maang rahi hai kya? Bilkul mat dijiyega.

Main: Nahi maa, main to kuch aur mang rahi hun aur aap jao tabhi denge papa usse pahle nahi.

Main papa ko dekh maa ko sunati hui boli: Kyu papa denge na, boliye?

Papa: Aaa… nahi…. aa matlab haan dunga.

Main fir maa ke taraf dekh boli: Suna, denge woh, to chalo aap jaldi se bhago.

Maa hamari asli baat se anjaan boli: Haan baba haan, main jaa hi rahi hun. Baap beti jo chahiye karo baba main kisi ko kya rokungi ab, meri suntaa kaon hai yaha.

Main fir papa ko dekh dheemi awaaz mein boli: Papa, dekho maa se bhi ijazat mill gayi, hahaha!

Papa mere kaan ko pakad dheemi awaaz mein bole: Ek number ki badmaash ho tum.

Main: Aakhir badmaash papa ki jo beti hun.

Maa kitchen ka kaam khatm kar apne kamre ko jaati hui boli: Aap iski baato mein mat aayiye, baas kaam nikal gaya iska to ye sab pyaar nahi dikhega fir.

Main: Offo maa, aap jaona jaldi fir main khoob sara pyaar doongi papa ko.

Maa ke kamre mein jaate hi main papa se poochi: Kyu papa sahi boli na, hahaha!

Papa muh dabaye haste hue apne kamre ki taraf dekhne lage aur fir bole: Chup chaap chai peeyo. Jab dekho bad-bad karte rahti ho.

Main apni daayi hath unke jaang par rakh sahlakar boli: Maa ko jane dijiye fir karti hun kuch aur bina bad-bad kiye, hahaha!

Papa mere hath ko hatane nahi gaye. To main apni hath aage badhati hui unke lund ke hisse ke paas le gayi. Na woh roke na hi woh koi sankoch kiye, ab shayad papa bhi yahi chahte the.

Papa: Ek hi din mein tumhe aadat lag gayi kya iski?

Main: Haan na, bohut zor ki aadat pad gayi ab to.

Papa: Tumhari maa ko jaane do nikalta hun tumhari aadat ka bhoot.

Main unke lund ko payjame ke upar se dabochli aur boli: Kaise nikalenge? Bataiyena!

Papa: Ufff, baad mein abhi nahi.

Main: Hmmm… ok papa waise ek baat poochu aapse?

Papa: Hmmm… poocho!

Main: Aapko main… sexy lagti hun kya?

Papa: Kya… sexy! Nahi nahi!

Main: Offo, aap sharmao mat ab, sach batao.

Papa: Hmmm… nahi, tum meri beti ho na, nahi.

Main: Uff papa, woh sab nikaliye dimag se aur bataiye.

Papa: Hmmm… thodi bohut lagti ho.

Main unke lund ko kapde ke sath meenchti hui boli: Thodi bohut! Bass thodi!

Papa: Ahhh! Lagti ho… bohut… aah!

Main apni hath dheeli kar boli: Hmmm… achche papa! Aur main kya pehnti hun to aapko zyada sexy lagti hun!

Papa: Aisa kuch nahi baba, main tumhe waise kabhi dekha nahi.

Main apni hath se unke payjame ke naade ko kholne lagi. Par woh kuch na bole, apni hath dheere se andar le gayi aur seedhe unke lund ko pakad boli: Kya papa, ab aap underwear bhi nahi pehante, hahaha.

Papa muskurate hue bole: Woh to tum rahne dogi bhi nahi, to fir nahi pehna.

Unke lund ko unke payjame ke andar upar neeche sahlati hui boli: To matlab aap bhi poori taiyaari ke sath ho.

Papa apne bagal mein rakhe sofe ke takiye ko lekar apne god mein rakh bole: Haan!

Main unke lund ko ab achche se hilati hui boli: To matlab aab jhoot kah rahe the ki main sexy nahi lagti aapko.

Papa: Hahaha! Tum ab bhi usi par atki ho?

Main unke lund ke sar ko nichodti hui boli: Haan, bataiye na papa.

Papa: Jab tum chote kapde pehanti ho tab.

Main: Jaise ki ye short?

Papa: Nahi nahi, woh skirt jaise wali.

Main: Jaisi main kal pehni thi?

Papa ke chehre par halki sharam aa gayi aur woh bole: Hmmm… haan.

Main muskurati hui apni chai ek hi baar mein pee kar khatm ki. Cup table par rakh main sofe par laetti hui unke god se takiye ko hata. Apni sar uski jagah rakh di. Papa mere sar par balo ko sawarte hue bole: Hmmm kal parso se papa se bada pyaar aa raha hai tumhe.

Main kuch na boli aur unke payjame se lund ko bahar kheech nikali. Ab tak unka lund apne aadhe aakar mein tann chukka tha. Lekin aise mere achanak se use nikalne par woh ghabrate hue bole: Are are, nahi, tumhari maa andar hi hai.

Main upar unhe dekhi aur apni hont par ungli rakh “shhh” boli. Fir dusre hath mein pakdi takiye se apne sar ko dhak li.

Papa: Are pagal tumhari maa aa jayegi, hato.

Main unki baat na sunne gayi aur seedhe unke lund ke sar ko apni honto se chomne lagi. Takiye ke andar woh dekh nahi sakte the par sab mehsoos kar rahe the. Kuch der woh ghabrate rahe. Par fir dheere dheere unhe bhi is lukka chuppi ke khel mein dilchasbi aane lagi aur unki ghabrahat hatne lagi.

Main bhi takiye ke andar hi andar unke lund ko apne muh mein lene lagi. Woh kuch na bole aur maze mein aane lage. Jiss karan mere muh mein unka lund poore akaar mein phulne laga. Main apne sar ko hilati hui unke lund ke akaar ko apne muh mein andar bahar nikalti hui choosne lagi.

Achanak se papa ke kamre ke darwaze ke khulne ki awaaz aayi aur main ruk gayi. Papa bhi ek dam se sthamb jaise ho gaye. Unka lund fir bhi mere muh mein jhatke de raha tha. Main dekh nahi sakti thi ki maa kya kar rahi hai. Maa ki awaaz aayi: Ye aise muh kyu chupa rakhi hai?

Papa: Aa… aaa… woh… woh mujhse naraaz ho gayi.

Papa bhi hoshiyaar hi nikle. Main bhi naraazgi ka dhong karti hui apni sar takiye ke neeche aur unke lund ko apne muh mein liye rahi.

Maa: Kyu kya hua aapne mana kar diya kya jo ye mang rahi thi, achcha hi kiye.

Papa: Haan haan mana kar diya to naraaz ho gayi.

Maa: Koi baat nahi ye sab iska dhong hai, sab nautanki hai iska.

Pata nahi bahar maa kya kar rahi thi aur woh kyu itna baat kar rahi thi. Papa maa ka sath dete hue bole: Haan haan bilkul, main bhi jaanta hun ye badi nautanki baaz ho gayi hai aajkal.

Ispar maine papa ke lund ko apne muh mein rakh daanto se halka kaat gayi. Jispar woh apne kamar ko halke se uchaal gaye aur unka pura lund mere muh mein ghus gaya.

Maa: Kya hua aapko?

Papa: Ku kuch nahi badmash ladki cheeti kaat di mujhe.

Maa: Ek thappad mariye aur bhagaiye ise. Itni badi ho gayi par ab bhi sochti hai ki choti bachchi hai.

Main jaanna chahti thi ki akhir maa kar kya rahi hai. To issi karan apne muh se lund ko nikali aur fir takiye se bahar sar nikal maa se boli: Haan hun main bachchi aapko kya?

Ye sawal bas bahana tha. Tab dekhi ki maa baith kar mandir jane ke liye phoolo ko chun kar thali mein daal rahi thi. Ye jaanne ke baad wapas apna sar takiye ke andar le gayi aur papa ke lund ko wapas apni muh mein lekar choosne lagi.

Sar hilati to takiye ke hilne se maa sandeh karti isi karan mein sirf lund ko choosti rahi. Kabhi apni danto se halke se uske tane maans par ragadti to kabhi jeeb ko gol gol ghumakar papa ko baithe bithe maza deti.

Papa ko kafi uttejna ho rahi thi. Unke uttejna ke karan unka lund meri muh mein lohe ke tarah sakt ho chukka tha. Yahi soch rahi thi ki kash maa jaldi se nikal jaye. Kuch der baad maa ke uthne jaisi awaaz aayi aur mere andar khusi umad padi.

Maa: Chaliye main jaakar aati hun. Aap kahi ja rahe hai kya aaj?

Papa: Nahi nahi, kahi nahi ja raha. Kyu?

Maa: Theek hai to fir main mandir mein thodi der baith kar aungi.

Papa: Haan haan araam se aana. Ek kaam karna aate waqt mujhe bula lena main aa jaunga lene.

Main sochne lagi papa pagal hai kya jo ab unhe lene jaane mein hamare waqt ko barbad karenge.

Isse chidti hui main unke lund ko kaat gayi aur woh bole: Aah! Nahi to tum khud aa sakti ho to aa jana.

Maa: Haan haan, main hi aa jaungi. Waise bhi aap hamesha ghar pe to rahte nahi na, aap aaraam kariye main aa jaungi khud se.

Main is baat par khush hoti hui unke lund ko araam deti hui choosne lagi. Itne mein maa ki awaaz dubara suni. Woh boli: Chaliye aap darwaza band kar lijiyega.

Maa ke kadmo ki awaaz se samajh gayi ki woh ja rahi thi aur fir darwaaze ke khulne aur band hone ki awaaz aayi.

Main turan apna sar bahar nikal upar dekh papa se poochi: Gayi woh?

Papa: Haan.

Main takiye ko neeche giraayi aur unke lund ko ab araam se apne hath mein lekar boli: Ab sirf main aur aap papa.

Papa muskurane lage aur bole: Haan par ruko na, mujhe darwaza band karke aane do.

Main uthti hui boli: Rukiye main karke aati hun.

Main jhat se bhagi aur jakar darwaza band kar lock kar mudi to papa mere hi taraf dekh kar muskura rahe the. Main unke taraf dheere dheere adao ke sath jaati hui apni top nikal neeche daali.

Fir unhe dekhti hui apni short ko dheere se kheech apni tango se bahar nikalti hui poori nangi ho gayi. Ab jakar din ke ujaale mein khule living room mein main unke paas besharmi ke sath nangi chalti hui gayi.

Main: To kya karenge ab hum?

Papa apne lund ko sahlate hue bole: Jo tum chaaho.

Main unke tango ke beech gayi. Fir zameen par ghutne ke ball baithti hui unke hath se uke lund ko apne hath mein lekar boli: Aap mere sawalo ke jawaab doge ab.

Papa: Hahaha! Matlab?

Main aage badi aur unke lund ke muh ko apni jeeb ki nok se chaat kar boli: Jo main poochungi uska sahi jawaab doge.

Apni jeeb ko unke lund ke gulabi sar par ghumane lagi aur fir apne muh mein lekar chusne ke baad poochi: To ab batiye ki aap ko main kiss kapde mein sabse zyada akarshak lagti hun.

Papa: Are maine bataya na, skirt wale dresso mein.

Main unke lund ki poori lambaayi ko neeche se upar chaat kar boli: Woh to pata hai aur mere paas waise kapde bhi bohut hai. Par unme se kaonsi?

Papa: Hmmm jo choti ho. Jaise tumhari purani school ki uniform ki skirt thi.

Main: Oh, woh kyu?

Papa sharmaane lage to main unke lund par apni daant ragadti hui boli: Kyu?

Papa: Ahhh… woh… woh usme bohut akarshak dikhti ho tum.

Main lund ko apne muh mein lekar sar hilati hui chooskar bahar nikali aur poochi: Tab mujhe dekh aapko kya mann karta hai?

Papa: Aise sab kyu pooch rahi ho ab?

Main: Offo papa, please ab sharmaiye mat, batao aap.

Main unke lund ko apne hath mein upar neeche hilkati hui boli: To! Bataiye, kya mann karta hai aapka jab aap mujhe choti skirt mein dekhte ho to?

Papa: Hmmm… mann karta hai ki tumhare peeche thapad de maaru.

Main: Peeche kaha.

Papa: Peeche, skirt uthakar peeche.

Main apni anghute se unke lund ke muh ko dabati aur sahlati hui boli: Naam bataona papa, kaha thappad marne ka mann hota hai aapko?

Papa: Ahhh… tumhari…

Main: Meri kaha? Bolona papa!

Papa: Tumhari gand par mmm…

Main lund hilati hui uske sar ko apne muh mein lekar choosne lagi. Fir bahar nikal aage poochi: Meri gand itni pasand hai aapko?

Papa haan main sar hilaaye par kuch bole nahi to main unke lund ko nichodti hui boli: Bataiyeeee!

Papa: Ahhh! Haan!

Main: To bas thappad maarne ka mann hota hai?

Papa: Haan.

Main jaanti thi papa sharma rahe hai aage bolne mein. Aisa to nahi ki unhe bas thappad marne ka mann ho to main poochi: Aur kuch nahi mann karta?

Papa: Nahi nahi, aur kuch nahi.

Main unke upar unke lund ko apni garm choot ki rekha par ragadti hui baith boli: Sachme aur kuch nahi mann karta aapko?

Papa: Uff nahi baba.

Main unke lund ko pakad apni choot ke muh mein laga kar unki aankho mein dekh boli: Aap ab bhi sharma rahe ho, itna sab hone ke baad bhi?

Papa meri ankho mein dekh rahe the par kuch bole nahi. Main unke lund ko apni choot mein samati hui dheere se andar leti hui boli: Ah, kya sachme kuch nahi? boliyena papa!

Papa bhi meri choot mein samate lund ka maza lete hue bole: Hmmm nahi.

Main apni kamar utha kar lund ko bahar nikalti hui unhe dekhi. Fir dheere se wapas baith lund ko is baar aur andar le jati hui boli: Kya aise aapko mere peeche ghusaane ka mann nahi hua? Jab aap mujhe meri choti skirt mein peeche se dekhte ho to?

Meri is baat par papa aankhe phaad kar meri aankho mein dekhne lage. Par kuch na bole. To fir se main uthkar wapas baith apne andar unko leti hui boli: Boliye na papa, kya aapko meri gand mein ghusane ka mann nahi hua?

Woh bhale kuch na bole is baar bhi. Par meri baate unke andar uttejna ke jwalamukhi phod rahi thi. Mujhe apne andar unke lohe se bhi sakt lund se ye abhaas ho rahi thi. Unka lund kafi sakt ho chukka tha. Main dheere dheere apni kamar uchalti hui boli: Bataiyena papa please, mmmmm!

Papa: Haan… mann karta hai!

Unki is baat par main pagal ho uthi. Jiss baat ko sunne ki itni prayaas mein thi woh ab sunn main bhi uttejit ho kar kamar ko pahle se zyada tez upar neeche hilane lagi.

Main: Ahhh… kya mann karta hai papa boliye na.

Main unke muh se sunna chahti thi. Ye woh bhi ab jaan gaye the ki mujhe bhi unki baat sunne mein maza aa rahi hai. Woh jaante the ki mujhe aur uttejit karne se main aur tez uchlungi aur wahi hua.

Woh bole: Haan bohut mann karta hai ki tumhari gand mein aise ghusau.

Main unke muh se aise sunn pagal hi ho uthi. Puri tezi ke sath uchalti hui apni choot unke lund se chodhwane lagi. Mere boobs upar neeche unke chehre ke samne uchal rahi thi. Unka lund kafi sakt dande ke tarah meri choot ki diwaaro ko ragadti hui andar aur bahar ja rahi thi.

Ab tak papa ke lund ko main itna sakt mehsoos nahi ki thi. Main masti mein aati hui unhe aur uttejit karne ke liye chudhti hui boli: Oh papa! Mujhe bhi! Ahh mujhe bhi apse apni gand chodhwaani hai.

Meri muh se nikli gandi shabdo ka jaadu papa ke andar aag bhadka rahi thi. Aur har pal mujhe unke lund ke jhatke meri gahraayi mein mehsoos hone lagi. Main unke kandhe par hat rakh aur tez uchalne lagi.

Main: Aise papa aise aise… mujhe peeche bhi leni hai… ahhh!

Shayad meri baato ne unke andar itni uttejna bhar daali. Woh saham na kar paaye aur kuch hi palo mein woh bol pade: Ruko ruko… ruko zara!

Main: Nahi!

Main unki baat na maani aur unke lund ko apne andar leti hui uchalti gayi. Fir main jaani ki woh kyu mujhe rok rahe the. Meri choot mein mujhe unke lund ke sath ek alag garamahat mehsoos hui. Woh apna sara rass meri choot mein ugal pade.

Pahli baar main unke rass ko apni choot mein le rahi thi. Woh ehsaas sach kahu to behad anokha tha, garam fauware mere andar meri choot ki pyaas bujhati hui bhar gayi. Woh jhadte hue na kuch bol paaye aur na mujhe rok paaye. Bas meri choot apne rass ki pichkariyo se bharte gaye.

Par main ab bhi jhadi nahi thi. Papa ke band aankho ke khulne ka intazaar kar rahi thi. Kuch palo baad jab woh aankh khole to main muskura kar boli: Ye kya kar diya aapne papa?

Papa masti se ubharte hue seedhe ghabrate hue bole: Oh, hai bhagwaan ye maine kya kiya?

Main unke honto par hath rakh unhe shant kar boli: Shhh! Kuch nahi hua papa.

Ye kah kar main dubara unke lund par upar neeche hilne lagi. Lekin unka lund ab pahle jaisa sakt nahi tha. Woh dheere dheere kamzor pad rahi thi aur sath hi meri choot se phisalan bhari pani bahar nikal rahi thi.

Papa: Nahi ruko, hato tum.

Main: Kyu kya hua?

Papa: Ye galat hai beta, hato.

Main unke kandhe par zor deti hui unke paas gayi aur unko honto ko choomti hui boli: Shhh, ghabraiye mat kuch nahi hoga.

Papa: Tum nahi samajh rahi ruko, band karo ye.

Main unke upar se hat gayi. Unke lund ke meri choot se nikalte hi meri choot se rass ki bunde bahar umad kar nikalne lagi. Main nangi awastha main apni janghe phaila kara unhe dikhane lagi ki unhone kya kar diya.

Papa: Sorry beta, ye nahi hona chahiye tha.

Main tab apne andar se nikalte unke rass ko ungli se samet kar apni muh ke paas lakar chaatti hui boli: Ghabrao mat papa. Main jaanti hun ye sab aur ghabraiye mat main pregnant nahi houngi abhi.

Papa: Woh kaise?

Main aksar sex ke baad garbh nirodhak goli kha leti hun. Par papa ko ye batana sahi nahi rahega. Warna woh jaan jaate ki main isse pahle bhi kisi aur ke sath sex ki hun. Isi liye main unse boli, 2 din pahle hi meri maasik khatm hui to abhi kuch nahi hoga.

Papa apne mathe par aaye paseene ko poch kar raahat ki saans chor bole: Huff, hai bhagwaan, main darr gaya tha.

Main: Offo papa, main itni bewakioof nahi hun.

Papa: Hatt badmash. Yumhare karan kya se kya kar raha hun main.

Main apni choot mein do ungli daalti hui boli: Hmmm aapka to ho gaya par mera kya?

Papa: Aur nahi baba, pata nahi kyu ye to galat hi ho gaya.

Main apni choot mein ungli dalkar unke rass ko nikal choosti hui boli: Koi baat nahi papa, aap apne bole ichcha poori kar sakte hai.

Papa: Woh kya?

Main: Meri gand!

Papa uth khade hue aur apne payjame ko pehante hue apne kamre ko jaate hue bole: Nahi nahi abhi aur kuch nahi.

Main jaan gayi thi ki unka filhjaal jhadne ke karan mann utar gaya hai. Par main ye bhi jaanti thi ki unse meri ichchaaye kaise poori karwaani hai.

To be continued.