Pichla bhaag padhe:-Papa ki khushi ke liye unse chud gayi-12
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Ab chalte hai hamari baap beti ki kalpanik duniya mein. Ab tak aapne padha ki papa ke sath chudai ke baad doosre din main late uthi. Fir kitchen mein papa aa gaye aur thodi si masti ki. Uske baad bua ji ka call aaya aur unhe sab bataya. Baaton-baaton mein maine unhe threesome ki baat ki matlab wo, main aur papa teeno ki sath mein chudai.
Bua ji bhi maan gayi aur boli ki 3 din baad wo aayegi tab ye karenge. Fir maine mere husband Deepak ko call karke sab bataya. Maine unhe unki maa ko yani meri sasu maa ko seduce karne ke liye kuch tips diye. Ab aage-
Thodi der rest karne ke baad fir naha ke ready ho gayi. Maine shorts aur t-shirt pehna. Fir main baahar gayi. Papa shayad apne room mein the. Fir main seedhe kitchen mein chali gayi lunch ki taiyaari karne. Main sabzi kaat rahi thi ki papa aa gaye kitchen mein. Unhone peeche se mujhe hug kar liya. Maine unhe bola-
Me: Aap baar-baar kitchen mein kyun aa jate ho?
Papa: Kya karu aadat hai. Teri mummy ke sath bhi main aisi hi masti karte rehta hu, jab wo kitchen mein hoti hai. But agar tujhe pasand nahi to main chala jata hu.
Me: Nahi papa, aisi baat nahi hai. Par agar mummy ne dekh liya to?
Papa: Arre teri mummy room mein rest kar rahi hai. Wo kahan room se baahar aati hai, tu tension mat le.
Me: Par aap yahan rehte ho to mujhe kaam nahi karne dete. Fir khaana late banega. Mummy ko dawa bhi deni hai na khaane ke baad.
Papa: Arre beta main hu na teri help karne. Hum dono mil ke karenge to jaldi ho jayega sab.
Me: Theek hai papa.
Fir papa ne meri gaand zor se dabayi aur mere sath kaam mein lag gaye. Papa bhi poore expert the kitchen ke kaam mein. Unhe kuch batane ki zaroorat nahi pad rahi thi. Wo khud hi sab karte jaa rahe the. Sath-sath masti bhi kar rahe the. Kabhi mere boobs daba dete, to kabhi mujhe kiss kar dete. Kabhi meri gaand mein chaanta maarte to kabhi meri chut daba dete.
Main bhi ab sharam chhodh ke unka sath de rahi thi. Maine bhi unka lund 2-3 baar unke pajame ke upar se hi daba diya. Aise hi masti karte-karte khaana kab ban gaya pata hi nahi chala. Fir hamne sab baahar dining table pe rakha. Maine mummy ki khaane ki plate bana di aur unke room mein gayi. Papa bhi sath mein aa gaye. Fir mummy boli-
Mummy: Kya baat hai! Khaana ban bhi gaya jaldi.
Me: Haa aaj papa ne bahut help ki kitchen mein.
Mummy: Haa ye meri bhi help karte the. Ye jab kitchen mein hote hai, to kaam karne mein maza aata hai.
Mummy papa ko dekh ke smile kar rahi thi. Main bhi samajh gayi ki mummy papa ki masti ke baare mein bol rahi thi. Fir maine bola-
Me: Haa mummy, papa to ek-dum expert hai.
Papa: Ab meri tareef band karo aur khaana khaa lo. Fir dawa bhi leni hai.
Mummy: Acha hua beta tu aa gayi. Sab kitne ache se manage kar rahi hai tu. Ab to mujhe bhi thoda acha lagne laga hai.
Me: Mummy aap jaldi hi pehle jaise poore theek ho jaoge. Main hu na, aapka aur papa ka dono ka poora khayaal rakhungi.
Fir mummy ko khaana khila ke unko dawa de di. Uske baad unko rest karne diya aur main aur papa baahar aa gaye. Papa ne unke room ka door band kar diya. Fir hum dono dining table pe aa gaye lunch karne. Papa ek chair pe baith gaye. Main unke baju ke chair pe baithne hi wali thi ki unhone mujhe kheench ke apni god mein bitha liya. Maine bola-
Me: Kya kar rahe ho papa? Mummy jaag rahi hai.
Papa: Tabhi to room ka door band kiya hai. Ab use pata nahi chalega.
Me: Aapko poore din masti soojhti hai kya?
Papa: Tu damaad ji ke sath aisi masti nahi karti kya?
Me: Haa hum karte hai. Par fir bhi.
Papa: Arre beta toone meri help ki. Ab mera bhi farz banta hai na, tu bhi to damad ji ko miss kar rahi hogi.
Me: Thank you papa.
Fir main bhi unki god mein ache se adjust karke baith gayi. Wo mujhe khaana khila rahe the aur main unhe. Beech-beech mein hum kiss bhi kar rahe the. Unka lund bhi tight hoke meri gaand mein chubhne laga tha. Kuch der baad unhone mujhe uthaya aur apna lund pajame se baahar nikal liya. Mera bhi shorts neeche karne lage to maine unhe rok diya aur boli-
Me: Papa sex to raat ko hi hoga, baaki jo masti karni hai kar lo.
Papa: Please beta control nahi ho raha, sirf ek baar.
Me: No papa, abhi sex nahi, sex to raat ko hi.
Papa: Theek hai, tu andar mat daal. Par at least apni chut ko mere lund ke upar rakh ke to baith sakti hai? Promise me andar nahi daalunga.
Maine thoda socha fir papa ko dekh ke smile kiya aur apna shorts aur panty dono neeche ki aur unke lund ke upar baith gayi. Unka lund meri gaand se hote hue meri chut ko touch kar raha tha. Kya mast feel ho raha tha. Unka garam kadak lund meri chut aur gaand ko bhi garam kar raha tha.
Beech mein wo apne lund ko aage-peeche kar rahe the, jisse unke lund ki ragad meri chut aur gaand pe ek sath pad rahi thi. Mujhe laga aise hi chalta raha to meri chut paAni chhodh degi. Fir papa ne meri t-shirt mein hath daal diya aur meri bra ke upar se mere boobs dabane lage.
Kuch der baad unhone hath baahar nikala. Fir meri t-shirt aur bra upar karke mere dono boobs baahar nikaal diye. Ab wo mere nange boobs se khelne lage. Kabhi poora boob masal dete to kabhi mere nipple se khelte. Mere nipples ek-dum hard ho gaye the.
Aise hi masti karte hue hamne khaana khaaya. Fir kitchen mein bhi aisi hi masti chalti rahi hamari. Hum dono ne kuch der apne-apne room mein rest kiya. Fir evening mein papa kahin baahar chale gaye kuch kaam se bol ke gaye ki dinner ke pehle wapas aa jayenge. Maine bhi breakfast banaya, mummy ko karaya aur khud bhi kiya. Thodi der mummy ke paas baith ke unse baatein ki.
Fir maine papa ko call kiya ye poochne ke liye ki kab aa rahe the. To unhone bola ki thodi der mein aa jaunga. Maine thodi der rest kiya. Fir socha papa aaye tab tak dinner ki taiyaari kar leti hu. Fir main kitchen mein chali gayi. Maine socha aaj pulao banati hu, par mujhe pulao waale chawal kahan rakhe the wo nahi mil rahe the.
Fir main mummy ko jaake poocha to unhone bataya ki wo kitchen ke upar wali shelf pe rakhe the. Uske baad main wapas kitchen mein aayi to dekha ki wo shelf kuch zyada hi upar thi. To main kitchen platform pe chadh gayi chawal ka dabba utaarne. Main wo dabba utaar hi rahi thi ki achanak papa aa gaye kitchen mein aur aate hi seedhe mera shorts aur panty sath mein neeche kar diye.
Ab main kitchen platform pe khadi thi nangi chut aur nangi gaand ke sath. Aur papa meri thighs sehla rahe the. Mere hath mein chawal ka dabba tha, jise main control nahi kar paa rahi thi. Kyunki neeche papa ka hath lagne se mujhe gudgudi hone lagi thi. Maine papa ko bola ki papa rukiye nahi to main gir jaungi. To papa ne mere hath se chawal ka dibba liya aur neeche rakh diya.
Main abhi bhi kitchen platform pe hi thi, to papa ne mujhe sahara deke neeche utara. Utarte hue unhone meri gaand ache se daba di. Maine panty aur shorts wapas upar karne jhuki to papa ne peeche se meri gaand pe apna muh laga diya aur chaatne lage. Main unhe rok rahi thi, par wo ruk hi nahi rahe the.
Papa ki khushi ke liye unse chud gayi-9
Kabhi meri gaand ka hole chaat-te to kabhi meri chut. Poori zuban andar daal ke chaat rahe the. Kuch hi der mein meri chut ne paani chhodh diya, papa ne poora pee liya aur chaat ke meri chut ko bhi ache se saaf kar diya. Kuch der baad fir maine apni panty aur shorts upar kar liye aur papa ko bola-
Me: Aap baahar jaake baitho, nahi to mujhe kaam hi nahi karne doge.
Papa: Tujhe acha nahi laga kya?
Me: Acha to laga par mujhe dinner bhi banana hai.
Papa: Main hu na teri help karne.
Me: Abhi dekha maine kaise help kar rahe the.
Papa (haste hue): Abhi genuinely help karunga.
Fir hum dono lag gaye khaana banane. Papa sach mein hi expect the kitchen ke kaam mein. Bahut hi jaldi dinner ban gaya, haa but papa ne masti karni band nahi ki thi. Boobs dabana, gaand masalna, kamar pe chimti kaatna, peeche se apna lund meri gaand pe ragadna, ye sab karte hue dinner bana.
Fir hum mummy ka dinner leke unke room mein gaye. Mummy dinner kar rahi thi aur wahan bhi papa ko masti soojhi. Papa mummy ke peeche baithe aur hath dheere se mere paas laate hue mera boobs ek-dum zor se pinch kar diya. Isse mere muh se aah nikal gaya zor se aur mera hath mere boobs pe chala gaya. Mummy ne wo dekh liya. Papa ka hath to nahi par mera hath mere boobs pe dekh liye. Mummy ne poocha-
Mummy: Kya hua?
Me: Kuch nahi mummy, kuch chubha mujhe.
Mummy: Kya chubha?
Me: Pata nahi kya tha.
Mummy: Dekh le kya tha, nahi to fir se chubhega.
Me: Haa abhi jaake dekhti hu
Ab main mummy ko kya bolti ki aapke pati ne mere boobs ko pinch kiya tha. Main baahar aake baith gayi. Fir se andar gayi hi nahi, kyunki mujhe laga kahin papa fir se aisi koi harkat na kar de. Kuch der baad papa mummy ki plate leke baahar aaye aur room ka door band kar diya. Main samajh gayi papa ki masti fir se shuru ho jayegi ab. Jab hum khaana khaane baithe to maine poocha-
Me: Te andar mummy ke saamne kya harkat ki aapne? Mummy ne dekh liya hota to?
Papa: To use pata chalta ki tum mera kitne ache se khayaal rakh rahi ho aur main tumhara.
Me: Papa please aage se dhyan rakhiyega.
Papa: Tu tension mat le, usko pata nahi chalega, aur agar pata chal bhi gaya to bhi kuch problem nahi hai.
Me: Nahi papa. At least jab tak mein yahan hu, unhe pata nahi chalna chahiye.
Papa: Theek hai, ab tension chhod aur khaana khaa le.
Me: Ab aap bhi chup-chap khaana khaiye. Ab koi masti nahi.
Papa: Theek hai beta, ab seedhe raat ko tere room mein dhamal karenge.
Me: Kaisi dhamal?
Papa: Wo to raat ko hi pata chalega. Tujhe bhi maza aayega.
Me: Theek hai papa, arre aap kahan gaye the ye to bataya nahi?
Papa: Arre haa main to bhool hi gaya tere liye hi kuch laane gaya tha (fir bag se ek dawa mujhe nikaal ke di).
Me: Ye kon si dawa hai?
Papa: Non pregnancy ki, kal tere andar hi nikal gaya tha na. Ek goli le lena khaane ke baad.
Me: To aap ye lene gaye the?
Papa: Haa, aur bhi kuch laaya hu (condom ke packets alag-alag flavour ke, lubricants aur viagra ye sab nikaal ke mujhe de diye).
Papa: Ye le sab apne room mein rakh de.
Me: Aap to poori taiyaari karke aaye ho.
Papa: Haa jab tak tu yahan hai roz special hoga.
Me (sab unse lete hue): Aapko viagra ki zaroorat nahi hai. Aap to aise hi meri haalat kharaab kar dete ho.
Papa: Ye hum dono ke liye hai, thoda zyada maze ke liye.
Me: Lagta hai aaj sach mein dhamal hone wali hai.
Hamne khaana finish kiya. Fir hum kitchen mein chale gaye. Maine bartan saaf kiye aur papa ne baaki ka kitchen clean kar diya. Is baar papa ek-dum shareef the, zara si bhi masti nahi ki. Fir hum dono ne apna apna kaam finish kiya aur apne-apne room mein chale gaye.
Agle part mein padhiye papa kya dhamal karne waale the. Tab tak chodte raho aur chudwate raho. Story padke feedback mail ya message zaroor kar dena.My email: support@mohakkisse.com
Agla bhaag padhe:-Papa ki khushi ke liye unse chud gayi-14
