Ye kahani meri (Rakesh) aur meri badi beti (Neha) ki hai. Meri age 52 hai aur business karta hu. Meri kahani 2 saal purani hai jab Neha 25 ki thi. Bilkul gori hai apni maa jaisi. Main apna ek secret batau, to mujhe bachpan se ladkiyon ke boobs bahut pasand hai. Aaj bhi mujhe sex se zyada boobs ke sath khelna pasand hai.
Kabhi koi bhi ladki ko dekhta hu, to nazar aksar uske boobs par jati hai. Kapdon ke upar se shape dekhne ke baad main sochne lagta hu ki uske boobs kaise dikhte honge. Fir mann hi mann soch ke muth maarta hu.
Bade hote-hote mujhe boobs dabane ki bahut iccha hone lagi. Ye iccha bhi poori ho gayi kyunki maine kaafi flirt karke kayi ladkiyob ko pataya tha. Girlfriend nahi bas aise hi. Main aksar ladkiyon ko kehta ki main unko ek ice cream khila doonga agar wo apne boobs chhoone de. 10 mein se 4 maan jati, baaki gaaliyan ya thappad laga deti. Par main apne kaam mein laga raha.
College mein bhi ye khel chalta raha. Ek do aisi bhi mili jisne mujhe bina icecream ke liye hamesha apne boobs se khelne ki ijazat de di. Ek usme se shadi shuda bhi thi, jiska pati uske sath sirf sex karta tha par khelta nahi tha. Maine uska ye kasar poori kar di.
Boobs se khelte hue ek din uske nipple se halka sa doodh aaya. Maine chakhna chaaha par usne mana kar diya kyunki wo sirf bachhe ke liye tha. Kayi din lage par ek din wo maan gayi. Us din pehli baar maine kisi ladki ka doodh piya. Mujhe bahut maza aaya aur use bhi.
Uske baad meri shadi ho gayi. Neha ke hone ke baad main apni wife ka doodh peene laga. Lekin fir dheere-dheere wo shaunk jawani ke sath khatam hone lagi. Wife ko bhi ab in sab se acha nahi lagta. Hum bahut kam hi sex karte the. Lekin doodh ki kahani yahan tak nahi ruki.
Ab aate hai kahani par. Neha hamesha se bahut conservative rahi hai. Actually maine hi aise rakha hai unko. Zyada kisi se baat nahi karti, ghar se baahar zyada der nahi rehti aur hamare yahan kapdon ko lekar bahut strictness hai. Thoda sa bhi chhota kapda nahi pehan sakte. Mera ek hi niyam tha. Ghar ka malik main hu, to mere hisab se chalna hoga. Baaki jo karna hai shadi ke baad sasural walo pe depend hai.
Neha hamesha se mujhse bahut kareeb rahi hai. Chhote mein meri hi god mein zyada rehti thi. Badi hote-hote mere sath khelne lagi. 25 ki hote hi hamne Neha ki shadi karwa di. Ladkon ke ghar mein log thode modern the, par unko hamari chup-chaap rehne wali Neha bahut pasand aayi. Tab tak sab kuch theek tha. Baat badalne lagi jab wo shadi ki baad pehli baar meri poti ke sath ghar aayi.
Shadi ko 1 saal ho chuka tha aur Neha apne husband Sunil aur bachhe ke sath ghar aayi. Jab unka bachha hua to main shehar mein nahi tha. Aaj main pehli baar apni poti se milne wala tha.
Finally wo log aaye. Jaisi hi Neha gaadi se utri, meri aankhen fatti ki fatti reh gayi. Neha saree mein bilkul pari lag rahi thi. Damaad aur unke parivar ne bahut acha khayaal rakha tha. Kuch hadd tak apni maa jaisi ho gayi thi, bilkul jab hamari shadi hui thi.
Neha: Papa kaise ho.
Main: Baap rahe tu to ek-dum badal gayi.
Ye keh kar maine use gale laga liya. Fir maine apne poti ko baahon mein liya. Wo ek-dum Neha ki bachpan jaisi thi. Bahut pyari. Fir hum sab andar aaye, khaana khaaye, fir maine unko unka kamra dikhaya. Room mein chhodh ke main kitchen mein gaya paani wagaira laane unke liye. Wapas aaya to Neha nighty mein thi. Main andar jaane hi wala tha ki mujhe yaad aaya ab wo shadi-shuda thi. To maine knock kiya.
Neha: Papa aaiye. Ye kya? Aap knock kyun kar rahe the?
Damaad: Arre haa, ye sab formality kyun papa?
Main: Arre nahi beta, ab tum bhi ek family ho. Aur tumko maine sikhaya tha na kisi ke ghar ya room mein aise nahi ghuste? Knock karna chahiye?
Neha: Acha main ab kisi aur ghar ki ho gayi na?
Wo mayoos ho gayi.
Main: Nahi beta. Courtesy bolte isko. Tameez. Aise mayoos mat ho. Poora ghar tum dono ka hai.
Neha: Pehle aapka hai.
Main: Acha ye sab chhodho. Maine paani ka arrangement saara kar diyaa hai. Aur kisi cheez ki zaroorat ho to be-jhijak mujhe jaga dena.
Neha: Ok papa, aap aaram kariye.
Hum sab sone chale gaye. Agle ek hafte tak hamare din hassi-khushi beete. Main bhi poti ke sath Neha ki tarah khelta. Neha ne shadi ki albums bhi dikhayi. Kuch wahan ke bhi pictures dikhaye, kuch Ladakh ke honeymoon pics bhi. Fir ek raat sab badal gaya.
Mujhe dukan mein late ho gaya aur ek-dum se niklate wakt barish hone lagi. Maine ghar pe phone kiya to meri wife shayad so gayi thi, to usne phone nahi uthaya. Fir maine Neha ko phone karke kaha-
Main: Beta main beech raaste mein fassa hua hu barish ki wajah se. Thoda wait karna. Teri mummy so gayi hai, isliye phone nahi utha rahi, isliye tujhe kiya.
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Neha: Oho, acha-acha. Aap aao. Hum jaage hai.
Barish aur zyada badh gayi. Maine socha aise to saari raat yahi rehna padega. To maine risk leke jaise-taise bike bhagaya. 10 minute ke raaste mein 1 ghanta laga gaya. Finally main pahuncha to gaadi ko awaaz sun ke Neha daudti hui aayi aur darwaza khola.
Maine gadi andar ki aur bhaagta hua andar jaa hi raha tha ki mera paon slip kar gaya. Main ek-dum se girne laga. Mujhe dekh Neha bhi ghabra gayi aur mujhe pakadne aage ayi. Maine jaise-taise paas ki deewar ko pakad liya.
Lekin yahi baat palat gayi. Maine sambhalte hi nazar ghumayi dekhne ke liye ki Neha to nahi gir gayi. Par maine jo dekha meri aankhen badi ho gayi. Neha mujhe bachane ke chakkar mein thodi si slip ki, jisse nighty ke upar laga pallu gir gaya aur barish mein bheeg gaya.
Use uthane ke liye wo jaise neeche jhuki, uski nighty ka gala kaafi neeche aa gaya gale se. Aur achanak se mujhe uske boobs dikh gaye. Meri aankhen ek-dum se jam gayi. Neha ke boobs kaafi bade aur gore the. Upar se brown nipples. Pehli baar maine Neha ke khule boobs dekhe the.
Wo uthi aur kaha-
Neha: Papa, kahan kho gaye? Chaliye aap jaldi se kapde badal lijiye. Sardi lag jayegi.
Mere dimag mein Neha ke boobs chipak gaye the. Poore raaste yahi sochta main bathroom gaya aur change karke sone chala gaya. Agle ek ghante tak Neha ke gore-gore boobs meri aankhon ke saamne ghoom rahe the. Fir pata nahi kab mujhe neend aa gayi.
Agli subha mujhme ajeeb sa badlaav aane laga. Main Neha se nazar nahi mila paa raha tha. Aur thoda door-door reh kar baatein kar raha tha. Kyunki jab jab main Neha se nazar milane ki koshish karta meri nazar uski chhaati pe chali jati.
Saara din main nazar jhuka ke yahan-wahan ghoomta rehta. Zyada nazar Neha ke boobs ki taraf rehne ke kaaran mujhe uske kapdon ke upar se nipples bhi kabhi-kabhi dikhne lage. Isse meri aankhen aur bhi zyada wahan jaane lagi.
Kaafi din maine aise hi ignore kiya, par kab tak kar paata? Meri purani iccha dheere-dheere jaagne lagi thi. Kuch din jaane ke baad mujhe baar-baar dekhne ka mann karne laga. Main mauka dhoondhta ki kabhi Neha kisi tarah se jhuke taaki uska gora-gora cleavage dekh pau. Ya kisi bahane wo mere paas aaye to kuch badan touch ho jaye.
Maine notice kiya ki aaj-kal jab bhi wo mere paas baithti to uske badan ki garmi se mera lund khada ho jata. Jaise-taisa karke main control karta, par fir bhi ek do baar lund se halka paani aane laga.
Ek din kisi kaam se Neha ke room jaane ke liye jaise darwaze pe aaya, to dekha darwaza halka khula hua tha aur Neha naha ke aayi thi. Wo darwaza band karna bhool gayi thi. Usne pink towel lapeta hua tha, jo saamne se almost khula tha aur usne hatho se pakda hua tha.
Kahin mujhe dekh na le, ye soch ke main jaane hi wala tha, ki Neha ne towel chhodh diya aur topless ho gayi. Main ek-dum se wahan jam gaya. Uska doodh jaisa gora badan aur badan pe paani ki boondein dekh ke mera muh khula reh gaya.
Us din pehli baar maine Neha ke khule boobs dekhe. Bilkul uski maa ki tarah gore-gore, bilkul chand ki tarah aur upar se brown nipples.
Ek aur cheez thi, jisse main shock reh gaya. Neeche usne lace wali black panty pehni hui thi. Ye dekhte hi mera lund ek-dum se khada hone laga. Itni umar ke mera lund 18 saal ke ladke ki tarah khada ho gaya, to aap soch sakte hoge ki saamne kya hoga.
Main sochne laga ki Neha bachpan se kitni reserve thi. Use ye sab kapdon ka koi gyan nahi tha, aur ab dekho lace wali panty pehanti hai. Wo panty aisi thi maano jaise kuch pehna hi na ho. Bilkul halke kapde ki. Isse Neha ke gol gaand bilkul ache se dikh rahi thi.
Fir usne suitcase se bra nikali. Yahan mera hath pehle hi lund ko sehla raha tha ki Neha ne laces wali ek black bra bhi nikali. Mere rongte khade ho gaye. Ye to poora bikini set tha. Usne pehle peeche ke dhaage baandhe. Jaise hi saamne se dhaage gale par baandhe, bra Neha ke boobs ko utha ke gale tak le aayi. Isse ek bada gol sa cleavage ban gaya.
Mera bas maal nikalne hi wala tha ki bAahar ka gate khulne ki awaaz aayi. Damad aa gaya tha. Zindagi mein pehli baar mujhe apne damaad pe gussa aa raha tha. Jaise ki Neha meri ho aur wo paraya.
Main apne room mein jaake let gaya aur poora scene dobara sochne laga. Mera bachpan ka soya hua jaanwar fir se jaagne laga, aur mera lund khada ho gaya. Fir main sochne laga jab wo poti ko usi gore-gore boobs se doodh pilati hogi, to kaisa lagta hoga? Doodh ka taste kaisa hoga?
Us din maine pehli baar apni beti ke boobs ko sochke raat ko muth maari. Par yahin ant nahi tha. Ladkiyon ke boobs ke sath khelne ki iccha mere andar fir se jaagne lagi. Par beti ke sath? Kya sahi hoga? Main saari raat sochta raha. Mere mann mein ladayi chal rahi thi.
Ek baar lagta beti hai, aur doosri aur dopahar ka uske nanga badan aur us raat Neha ke boobs ke darshan mere dimag mein ghoomne lage. Idhar meri wife ke sath bhi pehle ki tarah maza nahi mil raha tha. Zyadatar beemar rehti thi. Meri sex life maano kahin dafan ho gayi thi.
Finally raat 2.30 baje tak sochne ke baad maine decide kiya maa chudane gaya rishta. Mujhe Neha ka doodh peena hai. Uske boobs ke sath jab marzi khelna hai. Main chaahta hu ki chhup ke nahi balki wo mere saamne se kapde badle, aur main us upar se neeche tak jee bhar ke dekhu. Sirf maange pe nahi balki jab main chaahu main Neha ki bra khol ke uska doodh pee saku. Haa mujhe Neha ke boobs chahiye. Maine fir ek aur baar muth mari aur so gaya.
Agla bhaag padhe:-Meri beti ka doodh-2
