hoon….tum kya jaano. Main papa ko aur kus ke lipat gayee Papa : bhavna tum toh kuch zyada hi udaas rehne lagi ho Maine socha sab kuch abhi karne se kaam bigad sakta hai….aakhir ek baap apni beti ko itni asaani se nahi chodega…mujhe apne papa ke dande ko apni choot ki taraf dheere dheere aakarshit karma hoga. Main alag hui Main : haan papa, ghar ki yaad kuch zyaada hi aane lagi hai…kher, main ghar chalti hoon aap jaldi aa jaana Papa : theek hai.. Ghar aa kar main plan sochne lagi. Mujhe pata tha ki agar main ek dum se open ho gayee toh baat bugad saktee hai….main chahati thee ke papa khud hi bebus ho jaaye aur unhe lage ki iss kaam ke wo khud bhi responsible hain. Maine socha saara kaam kal se shuru kiya jaaye. Raat ko haum baap-beti ek saath toh soye lekin maine kuch nahin kiya…aur papa ne kya karma tha, unke liye toh main beti ke alaava aur kuch na thee.
Main raat ko bhi wahi purane salwaar-kameez mein soyee. Agle din subeh maine papa ke liye nashta banaya Main : papa main dupher ko khet par roti le aaoongi Papa : achcha.. papa ke jaane ke baad main nahaayi aur apna shahar mein silwaya hua tight , deep-cut suit pehna. Dupher hui toh papa ka khana khet par lekar chaldi…main toh excitement se maree jaa rahi thee. Mere deep-cut kameez mein se mere ubhaar (breast) kafi exposed theh…button kholne ki der thee ki ubhaar saaf dikhte…bra to aaj maine pehnee hi nahin thee. Main : papa Papa : bahvna, le aayee roti Mera suit floroscent green color ka thaa…jab papa ne mujhe dekha toh vo thode haeraan se hue…aakhir apni beti ke ubhaaron ki jhalak pehlee baar mili thee Main : chalo pehle kha lo Papa : toone kha liya ? Main : mujhe abhi bhook nahin hai papa roti khane lage Main : papa, aapne mera suit nahin dekha Papa : haan, rang achcha hai…par kya yeh thoda tight aur chota nahin hai.. Main : chota…kahan se ? Papa : saamne se.. Main : saamne se ? kahan saamne se ? Papa : saamne se…mera matlab hai…chaati se.. Main : ohh..chaati se, nahin toh, yeh toh shahar mein aam hai Papa : kya tumhe college mein aise suit pehene dete hai
Main : sab aise pehente hain……balki yeh toh kuch bhi nahin.. Papa : koi mujhe bata raha tha ki shahar ka mahaul aisa hi hai Main : haan vo toh hai…lekin mujhe toh apne par control hai Papa : achchi baat hai beti….tujhe apne aap ko aise mahaul se bachaa ke rakhna chaiye papa ne roti khaa lee toh main ghar jaane ke liye chali, do teen kdam par hee maine per (foot) mudne (sprain) ka bhana kiya aur gir gayee Main : ooohh……papa.. papa bhagte hue aaye Papa : kya hua beti ? Main : papa..per mud (sprain) gaya..bahut dard ho rahi hai papa ne mera sandal nikala aur dekhne lage Papa : kahan se muda hai…kahan dard ho rahi hai ? Main : oohh..papa….bahut dard ho rahi hai Papa : chal ghar chal….koi davaa laga le…chal beti khadee ho main jaise hi khadi ho kar thoda chalne ki koshish ki toh phirse gir gayee Papa : arre, kya hua beti…chala nahin jaa raha Main : nahin papa…chalne mein toh aur bhi dukhtaa hai Papa : beti, thodi koshish kar, ghar jaa kar davaa laga kar hi dard khatam hoga, ghar toh jaan hi hai, hena….
Main phirse uthi , thoda chali par phir gir padi Main : nahin papa, mujhse bilkul nahin chala jaa raha Papa : phir toh tujhe uthaa ke hi le jaana padega Yehi toh main chahti thee…papa mujhe uthaaein…unka ek haath meri taangon ke neeche aur doosra haath meri peeth ke neeche…aur main unke nange jism se chipki hui… Jab papa mujhe uthaa rahe theh toh maine jaldi se apne suit ke saamne ke button khol diye…aur mere aadhe se zyaada ubhaar bahar aa gaye.. Ab main papa ki goad mein thee aur meri chaati khula darbaar bani hui thee Main : papa bahut dard ho rahi hai Papa ne meri taraf dekha toh unki eyes pehle wahin gayee toh main chahti thee……mere ubhaaron ko dekhte hue bole Papa : bus beti ghar chal ke sab theek ho jaayega Maine jhoot-moot mein aankhein band karleen aur dekha ki papa ruk-ruk kar meri golaaiyaan (breast) dekh rahe hain……..kisi baap ke saamne uski beti ki aadhi chaati nangi ho toh vo bechara khul ke dekh bhi nahin sakta…… Papa ne mujhe uthaa rakha tha, isliye meri hips papa ki penis ki height par thee….suddenly mujhe hips par kuch hard feel hua….
main samajh gayee yeh kya….mere papa ka lora…….aaj baap beti kitne paas hokar bhi kitne door theh….dande aur ched mein mushkil se chaar inch ka faasla tha Ghar pahunchte hi papa ne mujhe litaa diya……meri aankhen band thee….par chati toh khulee thee Papa : beti ghar aa gaya hai Main : papa, kuch karo na..dard ho raha hai Papa : almaari mein davaa rakhi hai…main lata hoon Papa disprin ki goli laaye aur saath mein paani. Paani peete waqt maine jaan-moojh kar paani apne breast par girne diya….ab mere aadhe nange ubhaaron par paani tha. Maine goli le lee aur phirse aankhein band karke let gayee….papa baar baar mere ubhaaron ko dekh rahe theh….jawaan beti ke geele ubhaar….baap kare toh kya kare………………………………………………………
maine socha itna kafi hai abhi ke liye Main : papa, aapko jaana hai toh jaao, khet mein kaam poora kar aao, ab dard mein pehle se farak hai Papa : theek hai….main jald hi kaam karke aata hoon Maine socha kaam karke aata hoon yaa kaam karne aata hoo……. Raat ko papa aaye toh main thoda chalne lagee thee Papa : beti farak pada ? Main : haan papa, thoda thoda Phir humne roti khaayee………… Ab mera jalwa dikhaane ka time aa gaya tha…maine shahar se lee hui maxi (fully covered nighty) pehenee…..is maxi ka advantage yeh tha ki yeh bina kuch expose kiye bhi sab kuch expose kar sakti thee….maine lipstick aur rooz bhi lagaa liya……..maxi pehen ke main papa ke saamne aayee toh papa mujhe dekh kar thode haeraan aur thode khush bhhi. Haeraan isliye ki unhone pehlee baar aisee dress dekhee thee aur khush isliye ki unki beti sunder lag rahi thee Main : papa, maine yeh shahar se yeh kapde bhi liye hain..kaise hain ? Papa : achche hain, par isme neend aa jaayegi ? Main : aur kya, shahar mein toh ladkiyaan aur aurtein raat ko yehi pehan kar soti hain Papa : achcha Zameen pe bistar lag chukka thaa…..Main papa ke paas jaa kar baith gayee
Main : papa, jo davaa aapne shaam ko dee thee vo bahut puraani ho chuki hai aura uska asar nahin hoga Papa : achcha..mujhe toh pata hi nahin tha… Main : dheere dheere dard bad raha hai Hamare gaon mein dard ke liye sarson ka garam tel lagate theh……mujhe pata tha ki papa mujhe tel lagane ke liye zaroor kahenge…nahin kahenge toh main khud kehdoongi……tel se hi toh saara raasta khulega Papa : phir ek kaam kar, sarson ka garam tel laga le Oh yes… Papa : tu mat uth, main tel garam karke lata hoon Papa tel le aaye Papa : le beti, lagaa le Main : laao Maine maxi thodi see oopar ki aur haathon se thoda thoda tel lagaane lagee Main : oooooo…..aaaaaaa… Papa : kya hua ? Main : tel lagaane pe aur dard hota hai……main nahin lagati Papa : dard hona matlab iska asar ho raha hai….lagale beti…tabhi theek hoga Maine thoda sa tel aur lagaya Main : ooooo…..mujhse nahin lagega Papa : iss waqt teri mummy ko yahan hona chiye tha….la main lagata hoon Maine thodi see maxi oopar karlee…….papa mujhe per pe tel lagane lage Main : oooohhh…..aaa…mar gayee…. Papa : tel se toh achche se achcha dard theek ho jaat hai…
Main : oooohhh…papa…dard poori taang mein aa raha hai Main let gayee aur maxi aur oopar kar lee……maine apni doosri taang thodi oopar kar lee so that papa ko maxi ke andar ka scene dikh sake…….papa thoda sharma rahe theh aur thoda ghabra rahe theh Main : papa, thoda tel taang pe bhi laagaao…… maine apni taange khol dee aur dono ghutne (knees) oopar kee tarah kar diye jisse ki papa ko meri taangon ke beech mein se meri safed (white) kachchi (panty) dikhne lage……. Ab papa ki nazar meri taangon ke beech mein se meri kachchi par thee Main : ooo..papa…dard toh oopar badta jaa raha Papa : beti himmat se kaam le….tel khatam ho gaya hai…main aur garam karke lata hoon Tel toh thanda ho jaayega….par baap beti toh garam ho rahe theh Papa : main aur tel le aaya…..bhavna yeh kaam teri mummy ko karna chahiye….. Main : theek hai toh aap chordo…..dard thodi der se hi sahi par apne aap hi theek ho jaayega Papa : nahin, kabhi kabhi baap ko hi maa ka dharm nibhana padta hai….chal bata kahan lagana hai Main : papa, dard doosri taang mein bhi ho raha hai….aap dono taangon par lagaa do Papa meri dono taangon ke beech mein baith gaye aur tel lagaane lage
Main : papa ghutno par bhi lagaa do Papa : beti tel lagne se tere yeh naye kapde toh kharab nahin honge Main : ho sakta hai…..main thoda oopar kar leti hoon Maine maxi thighs tak oopar kar lee…………ab meri knees oopar..taangein khuleen….maxi thighs tak…aur papa meri taangon ke beech mein….meri choot unke face ke seedh mein… Main : papa, aap tel bahut achcha lagate ho……kuch kuch aaram mil raha hai Papa : teri mummy ki bhi dard hoti hai toh main hi lagata hoon…..isliye mujhe tajurba ho gaya hai Main : achcha…papa ab main pet ke bal (with stomach towards floor) let jaati hoon aur aap taangon ke pichle bhaag par bhi achchi tarah tel lagaa do Main pet ke bal let gayee….maine ...
Main raat ko bhi wahi purane salwaar-kameez mein soyee. Agle din subeh maine papa ke liye nashta banaya Main : papa main dupher ko khet par roti le aaoongi Papa : achcha.. papa ke jaane ke baad main nahaayi aur apna shahar mein silwaya hua tight , deep-cut suit pehna. Dupher hui toh papa ka khana khet par lekar chaldi…main toh excitement se maree jaa rahi thee. Mere deep-cut kameez mein se mere ubhaar (breast) kafi exposed theh…button kholne ki der thee ki ubhaar saaf dikhte…bra to aaj maine pehnee hi nahin thee. Main : papa Papa : bahvna, le aayee roti Mera suit floroscent green color ka thaa…jab papa ne mujhe dekha toh vo thode haeraan se hue…aakhir apni beti ke ubhaaron ki jhalak pehlee baar mili thee Main : chalo pehle kha lo Papa : toone kha liya ? Main : mujhe abhi bhook nahin hai papa roti khane lage Main : papa, aapne mera suit nahin dekha Papa : haan, rang achcha hai…par kya yeh thoda tight aur chota nahin hai.. Main : chota…kahan se ? Papa : saamne se.. Main : saamne se ? kahan saamne se ? Papa : saamne se…mera matlab hai…chaati se.. Main : ohh..chaati se, nahin toh, yeh toh shahar mein aam hai Papa : kya tumhe college mein aise suit pehene dete hai
Main : sab aise pehente hain……balki yeh toh kuch bhi nahin.. Papa : koi mujhe bata raha tha ki shahar ka mahaul aisa hi hai Main : haan vo toh hai…lekin mujhe toh apne par control hai Papa : achchi baat hai beti….tujhe apne aap ko aise mahaul se bachaa ke rakhna chaiye papa ne roti khaa lee toh main ghar jaane ke liye chali, do teen kdam par hee maine per (foot) mudne (sprain) ka bhana kiya aur gir gayee Main : ooohh……papa.. papa bhagte hue aaye Papa : kya hua beti ? Main : papa..per mud (sprain) gaya..bahut dard ho rahi hai papa ne mera sandal nikala aur dekhne lage Papa : kahan se muda hai…kahan dard ho rahi hai ? Main : oohh..papa….bahut dard ho rahi hai Papa : chal ghar chal….koi davaa laga le…chal beti khadee ho main jaise hi khadi ho kar thoda chalne ki koshish ki toh phirse gir gayee Papa : arre, kya hua beti…chala nahin jaa raha Main : nahin papa…chalne mein toh aur bhi dukhtaa hai Papa : beti, thodi koshish kar, ghar jaa kar davaa laga kar hi dard khatam hoga, ghar toh jaan hi hai, hena….
Main phirse uthi , thoda chali par phir gir padi Main : nahin papa, mujhse bilkul nahin chala jaa raha Papa : phir toh tujhe uthaa ke hi le jaana padega Yehi toh main chahti thee…papa mujhe uthaaein…unka ek haath meri taangon ke neeche aur doosra haath meri peeth ke neeche…aur main unke nange jism se chipki hui… Jab papa mujhe uthaa rahe theh toh maine jaldi se apne suit ke saamne ke button khol diye…aur mere aadhe se zyaada ubhaar bahar aa gaye.. Ab main papa ki goad mein thee aur meri chaati khula darbaar bani hui thee Main : papa bahut dard ho rahi hai Papa ne meri taraf dekha toh unki eyes pehle wahin gayee toh main chahti thee……mere ubhaaron ko dekhte hue bole Papa : bus beti ghar chal ke sab theek ho jaayega Maine jhoot-moot mein aankhein band karleen aur dekha ki papa ruk-ruk kar meri golaaiyaan (breast) dekh rahe hain……..kisi baap ke saamne uski beti ki aadhi chaati nangi ho toh vo bechara khul ke dekh bhi nahin sakta…… Papa ne mujhe uthaa rakha tha, isliye meri hips papa ki penis ki height par thee….suddenly mujhe hips par kuch hard feel hua….
main samajh gayee yeh kya….mere papa ka lora…….aaj baap beti kitne paas hokar bhi kitne door theh….dande aur ched mein mushkil se chaar inch ka faasla tha Ghar pahunchte hi papa ne mujhe litaa diya……meri aankhen band thee….par chati toh khulee thee Papa : beti ghar aa gaya hai Main : papa, kuch karo na..dard ho raha hai Papa : almaari mein davaa rakhi hai…main lata hoon Papa disprin ki goli laaye aur saath mein paani. Paani peete waqt maine jaan-moojh kar paani apne breast par girne diya….ab mere aadhe nange ubhaaron par paani tha. Maine goli le lee aur phirse aankhein band karke let gayee….papa baar baar mere ubhaaron ko dekh rahe theh….jawaan beti ke geele ubhaar….baap kare toh kya kare………………………………………………………
maine socha itna kafi hai abhi ke liye Main : papa, aapko jaana hai toh jaao, khet mein kaam poora kar aao, ab dard mein pehle se farak hai Papa : theek hai….main jald hi kaam karke aata hoon Maine socha kaam karke aata hoon yaa kaam karne aata hoo……. Raat ko papa aaye toh main thoda chalne lagee thee Papa : beti farak pada ? Main : haan papa, thoda thoda Phir humne roti khaayee………… Ab mera jalwa dikhaane ka time aa gaya tha…maine shahar se lee hui maxi (fully covered nighty) pehenee…..is maxi ka advantage yeh tha ki yeh bina kuch expose kiye bhi sab kuch expose kar sakti thee….maine lipstick aur rooz bhi lagaa liya……..maxi pehen ke main papa ke saamne aayee toh papa mujhe dekh kar thode haeraan aur thode khush bhhi. Haeraan isliye ki unhone pehlee baar aisee dress dekhee thee aur khush isliye ki unki beti sunder lag rahi thee Main : papa, maine yeh shahar se yeh kapde bhi liye hain..kaise hain ? Papa : achche hain, par isme neend aa jaayegi ? Main : aur kya, shahar mein toh ladkiyaan aur aurtein raat ko yehi pehan kar soti hain Papa : achcha Zameen pe bistar lag chukka thaa…..Main papa ke paas jaa kar baith gayee
Main : papa, jo davaa aapne shaam ko dee thee vo bahut puraani ho chuki hai aura uska asar nahin hoga Papa : achcha..mujhe toh pata hi nahin tha… Main : dheere dheere dard bad raha hai Hamare gaon mein dard ke liye sarson ka garam tel lagate theh……mujhe pata tha ki papa mujhe tel lagane ke liye zaroor kahenge…nahin kahenge toh main khud kehdoongi……tel se hi toh saara raasta khulega Papa : phir ek kaam kar, sarson ka garam tel laga le Oh yes… Papa : tu mat uth, main tel garam karke lata hoon Papa tel le aaye Papa : le beti, lagaa le Main : laao Maine maxi thodi see oopar ki aur haathon se thoda thoda tel lagaane lagee Main : oooooo…..aaaaaaa… Papa : kya hua ? Main : tel lagaane pe aur dard hota hai……main nahin lagati Papa : dard hona matlab iska asar ho raha hai….lagale beti…tabhi theek hoga Maine thoda sa tel aur lagaya Main : ooooo…..mujhse nahin lagega Papa : iss waqt teri mummy ko yahan hona chiye tha….la main lagata hoon Maine thodi see maxi oopar karlee…….papa mujhe per pe tel lagane lage Main : oooohhh…..aaa…mar gayee…. Papa : tel se toh achche se achcha dard theek ho jaat hai…
Main : oooohhh…papa…dard poori taang mein aa raha hai Main let gayee aur maxi aur oopar kar lee……maine apni doosri taang thodi oopar kar lee so that papa ko maxi ke andar ka scene dikh sake…….papa thoda sharma rahe theh aur thoda ghabra rahe theh Main : papa, thoda tel taang pe bhi laagaao…… maine apni taange khol dee aur dono ghutne (knees) oopar kee tarah kar diye jisse ki papa ko meri taangon ke beech mein se meri safed (white) kachchi (panty) dikhne lage……. Ab papa ki nazar meri taangon ke beech mein se meri kachchi par thee Main : ooo..papa…dard toh oopar badta jaa raha Papa : beti himmat se kaam le….tel khatam ho gaya hai…main aur garam karke lata hoon Tel toh thanda ho jaayega….par baap beti toh garam ho rahe theh Papa : main aur tel le aaya…..bhavna yeh kaam teri mummy ko karna chahiye….. Main : theek hai toh aap chordo…..dard thodi der se hi sahi par apne aap hi theek ho jaayega Papa : nahin, kabhi kabhi baap ko hi maa ka dharm nibhana padta hai….chal bata kahan lagana hai Main : papa, dard doosri taang mein bhi ho raha hai….aap dono taangon par lagaa do Papa meri dono taangon ke beech mein baith gaye aur tel lagaane lage
Main : papa ghutno par bhi lagaa do Papa : beti tel lagne se tere yeh naye kapde toh kharab nahin honge Main : ho sakta hai…..main thoda oopar kar leti hoon Maine maxi thighs tak oopar kar lee…………ab meri knees oopar..taangein khuleen….maxi thighs tak…aur papa meri taangon ke beech mein….meri choot unke face ke seedh mein… Main : papa, aap tel bahut achcha lagate ho……kuch kuch aaram mil raha hai Papa : teri mummy ki bhi dard hoti hai toh main hi lagata hoon…..isliye mujhe tajurba ho gaya hai Main : achcha…papa ab main pet ke bal (with stomach towards floor) let jaati hoon aur aap taangon ke pichle bhaag par bhi achchi tarah tel lagaa do Main pet ke bal let gayee….maine ...