Kumar Apartment : Season 2 – Part 60.1 (Beti Ne Manga Purush Ka Sukh)

Narrated by Swati

Hello friends, main Swati. Pichli baar aaplogo se episode 55 mein baat hui thi. Usme aap logone dekha ki kaise main aur papa hamare na samajik vaasna ki khel mein ek ek padaaw par karte ja rahe the.

Aur ab sham dhal kar raat hone ki thi. Main intezaar mein thi ki kab maa aur Amit bhaiya apne kamre mein jakar so jaye aur fir papa ke sath raat ko dubara milne ka maoka mile. Ab aage.

Kareeb 10:45 ho chuke the aur main apne bistar par laeti intezaar kar rahi thi ki kab Amit bhaiya aur maa sone chale jaye. Waise to papa ko boli thi ki living mein hi rahe. Par pata nahi ki woh sachme waha rahenge ya nahi. Kuch aur der laeti rahi aur kareeb 11 baje apne bed se uth kar mein chali.

Darwaze ko dheere se kholkar main bahar dekhi to sare light band the par TV on thi. TV ke samne mere papa baithe hue the. Main papa mummy ke kamre ke taraf dekhi to unka kamra halka khula hua tha aur andar light bhi on thi. Pata nahi maa soyi thi ya nahi.

Main dabe paaw kamre se bahar nikli aur ek baar Amit bhaiya ke kamre ke taraf dekhi. Unka darwaza band tha aur neeche se koi roshni bhi nahi aa rahi thi. To samajh gayi ki woh shayad so gaye warna ab tak woh mujhe ek-do messege zarur karte.

Khair unka to kuch aur hi chakkar chal raha tha aaj jise main baad mein pata lagaungi. Main dabe paaw bina awaaz kiye papa ke peeche gayi aur unke aankho ko peeche se apne naram hatho se band kar di. Fir unke kaan mein boli: Bataao kaon!

Papa halke awaaz mein hass pade.  Mujhe apne taraf kheecte hue bole: Oh! Bhoot!

Main peeche se unko apne baanho mein lappet unke kaan ko kaat boli: Achcha, to main ab bhoot ban gayi. Din mein to bade nanhi pari bol rahe the.

Papa mere kandhe par pakad apne taraf aise kheeche. Main zameen se uth kar samne ki aur girti hui unke god mein ja giri. Woh mujhe dekh bole: Tum hamesha meri nanhi pari hi, pagal ladki.

Mere peeth ke neeche unke halke tane lund ko mehsoos kiya. Main samajh gayi ki woh bhi mere intezaar mein uttejit hue baithe the. Mere aise girne par meri choti skirt gir kar meri kamar tak aa gayi thi. TV ki dhundli roshni mein bhi woh dekh sakte the.

Main kaise bina panti ke besharmi ke sath unke samne sab dikha kar padi hui hun. Woh turant apne room ke taraf dekhe aur bole: Chalo utho, aise mat raho, pata nahi tumhari maa soi ya nahi.

Main jhat se uth kar seedhe ho kar unke bagal baith gayi aur boli: Hmmm, kya dekh rahe hai waise? Aaj bhi match hai?

Papa: Nahi nahi, kal ke match ki highlight laga ke rakha tha.

Main muskurati hui boli: Oh, to ab aapko kal ke match ki high light bhi dekhni hai.

Fir unke kareeb jakar aankh marti hui boli: Waise konsi match? TV wali ya hamari wali.

Papa mere naak ko chuti kaat bole: Shhhh, chup badmash. Ruko main room jakar aata hun.

Main: Kyu?

Papa: Rukona, dekh ke aata hun tumhari maa theek se so gayi hai ki nahi.

Main: Haan haan, jaldi. Aur light off kar dijiyega apne room ki.

Papa: Woh kyu?

Swati: Agar maa beech mein uthi to woh light on karegi na, aur hame pata chal jayega.

Papa: In sabme badi deemag chalti hai tumhari.

Main: Hahaha! Akhir beti kiski hun papa!

Papa: Are shhhh! Chup. Ruko aata hun.

Papa jaldi se uth kar dabe paaw apne room ko gaye. Fir kuch second baad wapas nikal kar darwaze ko bahar se band kar mere paas aakar baith gaye.
Main unke ek baazu ko apni baaho mein pakad boli: Hmm to maa so gayi? Kharrate bhi de rahi hai kya?

Papa: Hahaha! Haan.

Main: Chalo tab to woh achche neend mein hai, to papa!

Papa: Hmmm? Bolo.

Main apne dusre hath ki do ungliyo ko unke shirt ke upar se unke chaati par chawati hui boli: Hum kab soyenge?

Papa: Kyu tumhe abhi sona hai kya?

Main: Sona to hai… par!

Papa: Par kya?

Main apni ungliyaan unke chaati se chalwaati hu neeche unki naavi se hoti hui unke payjame ke upar unke lund par le jakar boli: Par… sone se pahle kuch uunch neech karne ki mann ho rahi hai mujhe.

Papa ke lund par meri ungli lagte hi payjame ke andar usne ek halka jhatka de mara. Fir papa bole: Kya karne ka mann hai?

Main apne hatho mein unke lund ko kapde ke sath pakad dheere dheere sahlati hui boli: Badmashi!

Papa muskurate hue bole: Kaisi badmashi?

Main unke baazu ko pakdi thi usse unke usi hath ki ungliyo ko pakad apni skirt ke andar le gayi. Meri jangho ki gahraayi ke paas laga kar boli: Hamari secret badmashi papa!

Papa apne hath ko dheere se aur andar le gaaye aur main apni janghe thodi si faila li. Jisse unki ungliya meri garam choot ki rekha ke upar ja sati. Unke aise choote hi main uttejit ho uthi aur apne hath mein pakde unke lund ko kass li.

Papa apni ungliyo ko aur thoda andar le gaye aur meri choot ke dane par rakh bole: Is badmashi mein tumhe bohut maza aata hai na?

Main unke lund ko upar neeche kadpe ke sath hilati hui boli: Mmmm… bohut, aapko?

Papa: Hmmm… mujhe bhi.

Ispar main unke lund ko achche se dabati hui sahlakar boli: Kya aapne kabhi maa ko kiss kiya hai papa?

Papa meri choot ki honto ko sahlate hue bole: Hmmm… bohut waqt ho gaye, ab woh sab nahi hota.

Main: Kya aapko kiss karna hai?

Papa: Are nahi pagal ho kya, woh ye sab nahi karegi ab.

Main: Main unki baat nahi kar rahi hun, apni kar rahi hun. Karoge aap?

TV ki dhundli roshni mein bhi papa ke aankho mein ek alag si chamak mujhe dikh gayi. Main use unki haan samajh apni hont unke paas le gayi. Woh bhi jhukte hue apne hont mere paas le aaye.

Ek pall ke liye papa aur main ek dusre ki chamakti aakho mein dekhe. Aur fir honto se hont lagakar choomne lage. Unke choomne ke tareeke se samajh gayi ki bechare papa kiss karke kai saal ho gaye hai. Woh ek anadi aadmi ke tarah meri naazuk honto ko apne honto mein daba daba kar choom rahe the.

Fir jab unhone koi pahal nahi ki to maine hi apni jeeb unke muh mein daldi. Woh meri jeeb ko apne muh mein lekar chooste hue mujhe choomne lage. Choomne ke sath hi unki ungliya meri choot ko aur meri hath payjame ke upar se unke lund ko sahlate hue maza dene lage.

Hamne kareeb 1 minute kiss kiya aur fir apne honto ko alag kar ek dusre ko dekhne lage. Main jhooti sharam bhari muskaan dikhati hui apni ungliyo se apne hont sahlane lagi jaise ki mano ye meri pahli kiss ho. Meri sharam ko dekh papa bhi halke sharmane lage.

Main boli: Kya maine theekse kiya papa?

Papa mazaak banane ke tareeke se bole: Haan, theek hi tha.

Main unke hath pe cheeti kaat boli: Theek hi tha! Hmmm bas theek?

Papa has pade to maine apne dusre hath mein pake unke lund ko zor se dabadi aur boli: Theek hi tha? hmm boliye?

Papa: Ahhh nahi nahi bohut acha tha. Sachme!

Main unke lund ko rahat dekar sahlati hui boli: To aur karoge kiss mujhe?

Meri aisi maang par papa mere chehre ke paas apne honto ko lane lage to main unke honto par ungli rakh unhe rok kar boli: Yaha nahi.

Papa: To?

Main hat kar unke taraf dekh kar baithi aur apni jangho ko failakar ek hath se apni choti skirt uthaayi. Aur dusre se apni choot par ishara karti hui boli: Yaha.

Unke chehre par uttejna bhari ek nayi khushi aa gayi jise dekh main boli: Main chahti hun ki aap yaha kiss karo mujhe!

Main apni kamar ko peeche khaskati hui unse aur thodi door hui. Aur sofe ke ek chor par peet tika kar apni janghe failakar unhe ungli se mere paas aane ka ishara ki. Mere ishare ko samajh woh ek bar apne aur Amit bhaiya ke kamre ke taraf dekhe. Fir mujhe dekh mere taraf bade.

Jhukte hue woh apna muh meri jangho ke beech legaye aur dekhte hi dekhte unka sir meri skirt ke andar chup gayi. Mujhe dikh to nahi rahi thi lekin unki garam sanse mujhe meri choot ki geeli nazuk honto par mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Jald hi unhone apne honto ko meri choot se lagaye aur main sihar uthi. Unke honto ke sath jab unke sakt mooncho ke baal meri choot ke dane se ragdi. Main ek pall ke liye apni jangho se unke sir ko daboch gayi. Par jab unhone apne jeeb ko meri choot par phera to main apni janghe poori khol kar dedi unhe.

Woh mujhe aise karte dekh samajh gaye ki main aur chaahti hun. Papa peeche nahi hate aur meri choot ko apne sare tareeke lagake khane lage. Apni honto mein meri choot ke dano ko lekar chooste to kabhi apni jeeb se use tatolte.

Apne jeeb se meri geeli honto ko failate to kabhi mere andar apni garab jeeb ko dhakel dete. Main aahe nikalti hui apne papa ke muh ka maza lene lagi. Fir mujhse rahi nahi gayi. Apne kapde ko pakad ek hi baar mein upar kheechti hui poori nangi hokar baith gayi.

Jitna maza unke harkato se mill rahi thi utni hi mujhe unhe karte dekhne mein aa rahi thi. Main dheere dheere besud hoti hui apni janghe hatho se pakad utha kar failati gayi aur woh chaaw se meri choot ko khane lage.

Kuch hi der baad unhone choot khane ke sath neeche se apni do ungli mere andar ghusani shuru kar di. Main apne honto mein apni aanhe dabaayi padi nashe ki sagar mein doobne lagi. Jaise jaise har pal guzarti gayi waise waise meri choot mein unki ungliya aur unka muh aur tezi se chalne lage.

Agle 5 se 6-minute woh aise hi karte rahe. Main apni kamar ko unke chehre ke taraf dhakelti hui unhe aur karne ko deti gayi. Fir main aankhe band kar apni hatho ko kasti hui apni siskaar daba gayi.

Main kafi zor se jhad padi. Meri saari badan dheeli pad gayi aur main sofe par peeche ki aur laeti gayi mano behosh hi ho gayi. Meri halat ko dekh papa ruk gaye aur apne muh aur ungliyo ko meri choot se alag kar liye. Kuch der baad main uth kar unhe dekhi to woh mujhe dekh muskura rahe the.

Main uth baithi aur unke paas jakar unke lund ko dabochti hui boli: To? Kaisa laga?

Papa: Ab kya kahu, achcha laga.

Main unke lund ko sahlati hui boli: Mera swaad kaisa tha?

Papa: Hahaha, tumhara swaad? Hmmm badiya tha.

Main unke honto ko chaatti hui apni hi swaad ka maza leti hui unhe dikhayi. Jispar woh kafi mast ho uthe aur mere hatho mein unka lund upar neeche jhatke khane laga.

Unke honto ko choomna band kar main boli: Hmmm, not bad hahaha! Ab mujhe bhi chahiye aapka swaad.

Itna kahkar main papa ke shirt ko kheech nikali aur fir unke payjame ke naade ko kholti hui boli: Nikaliye na ise bhi.

Papa: Ye bhi? Yaha?

Main: Are waah, main yaha poori nangi baithi hun aap ye bhi nahi nikal sakte kya?

Papa: Par yaha, agar…

Main: Shhh…

Main unhe kuch na bolne di aur sofe se utar kar unki dheeli pad chuki payjame ko kheechti hui unke tango se nikal pheki. Ab hum dono baap beti apne living room mein poore nange baithe hue the. Na koi sharam thi hame na hi kisi ke aane ka darr. Waise darr to thi par wahi darr ise aur bhi mazedaar bana rahi thi.

Main aur papa pahli baar aise poore nange hue the ek dusre ke samne. Lekin kamre mein sirf TV ki roshni thi. Unhe nanga kar main wapas sofe par chadi aur unke nange tane lund ko apne hatho mein lekar sahlati hui hilane lagi.

Woh mujhe dekh maze mein baithe rahe aur main waqt barbaad na karti hui use apne muh mein leli. Muh mein lekar apne papa ke lund ko main apni jeeb se chaati. Fir choosti hui unhe unke hisse ka maza dene lagi.

Papa ke muh se halki masti ki aahe nikal rahi thi aur use sunti hui main unke lund ko maze se choos kar kha rahi thi. Unke lund ko apni jeeb se upar se neeche chaat kar saaf kari. Main unka poore swaad ka maza le rahi thi.

Lund se nikalte namkeen rass ke swaad ko chakhti hui main kabhi unke lund ko apni daanto se kaat jati. Woh kamar ke jhatke kha jaate. Kuch der baad woh itne maze mein aane lage ki woh apna ek hath mere peeche meri gand ke paas le gaye.

Fir mujhe unki ungli ki nok meri gand ki ched par tatolti hui mehsoos hui. Main uske maze mein unke lund ke sir ko kaat gaayi. Woh uske jawaab mein meri ched par ungli dabane to kabhi khujlane lage. Apne hatho mein unke lund ko pakad hilati hui apne muh mein leti gayi.

Woh araam se baith kar maze mein aate hue meri gand mein dheere dheere halki ungli ghusane lage. Unka lund pal har pal mere muh ke andar lohe jaisa sakt hone laga. Main jaan gayi ki agar yahi karti rahi to woh jald hi jhad jayenge.

Par main aisa bilkul nahi chaahti thi, mere mann mein to aaj ki raat lambi banane ki thi. Unhe kam maza deti hui main unke lund ko hilana band kar di. Aur bass muh mein lekar choosti rahi.

Kuch der aise karne ke baad main uth kar boli: Achcha laga aapko?

Papa: Haan par hua nahi mera tum ruk kyu gayi?

Main nadaan banti hui masoom si shakal mein muskaan lekar boli: Kyu na saath mein ek dusre ko ek sath maza de papa?

Papa: Woh kaise, main tumhe aur tum mujhe?

Main: Haan par, ab muh mein nahi.

Papa ko shayad pata tha ki main kiss disha mein ja rahi hun aur woh chaokte hue bole: To? To kaise?

Main ungli se unke lund ko choo kar boli: Aapka ye…

Fir main apni choot ko choo kar aage boli: Mere isme.

Papa: Kya? Nahi nahi, bilkul nahi woh sab bilkul nahi.

To be continued.