Hello doston mera naam Neeta Kulkarni umra 20 saal hai. Papa ka naam Harishchandra umra 50 aur maa ka naam Laxmi. Hum Mumbai mein rahte the. Ye kahani tab ki hai jab meri maa ka uterus hatane ka operation hua tha. Doctor ki laparwahi se maa ka saara sharir paralyzed ho gaya tha.Papa bahut roye the maa ko is halat mein dekh ke. Unhone doctor par case bhi kiya aur court se hum jeet bhi gaye. Maa ko bahut doctoro se dikhaya magar maa ka halat nahi sudhara. Humne unke liye ek maid rakh di jo unke saare kaam karti thi.
Bed par hi baithe baithe wo susu potty karti thi. Maid jyada kaam karti thi. Kabhi kabhi papa ya mujhe bhi saaf karna padta tha. Papa ka position sabse kharab rahta. Unhe office bhi dekhna padta tha aur ghar bhi. Maa bhi papa ke saath roti thi. Sach kahu to papa ka sex life bhi khatam ho gaya kyuki doctor ne mana kiya tha ki koi bhi pressure nahi padna chahiye kamar par warna pran ja sakta hi. Waise bhi maa ko kamar ke neeche koi ehsaas nahi rahta tha. Fir din bit te gaye. Main badi hoti gayi. Papa mujhe aksar apne badan se laga ke shabasi dete the.
Pahle mujhe achcha nahi lagta tha magar dheere dheere main bhi enjoy karne lagi. Papa mujhe pyar karne ke bahane apne chati se lagate aur mera naya naya chuchi daba dete. Kabhi mere peeche khade ho kar apna khada lund mere chutad se satane lagte. Kabhi mere jhukne par mera chaati dekhne lagte. Kabhi mujhe jor se bhinch lete, jis se meri kashmiri apple jaisi kadi chuchia papa ke sine se chipakti. Aisa karne se mujhe bahut maja ata, shayad papa ko bhi maza ata hoga isiliy wo bhi mujhe aksar jor se bhich lete aur mai kasmasa kar rah jati. Magar us umar mein jab chuchi naya naya ho raha ho tab koi use chue ya dabaye to kitna dard jota hai ye ek ladki hi bata sakti hai. Kabhi kabhi maine ye bhi mahsoos kiya ki papa mujhe nahate waqt khidki se dekhne ki koshish kar rahe ho, magar main kabhi unhe aisa karte pakd nahi payi. Papa jab ye harqat karte to mujhe pata nahi kya ho jata tha. Mai chah kar bhi unhe mana nahi kar pati thi magar baad mein mujhe khud par aur papa par bahut gussa aata tha. Ab ye saari harkate mujhe nagawar gujar rahi thi. Fir maine ek din maa se sab kah diya, “Maa papa mujhe bahut gande tarike se choote hain. Mujhe achcha nahi lagta.” Waise mujhe achcha lagta tha.
Maa ne kaha, “Beti unse nafrat na kar. Dekh wo hamare liye itna kar rahe hai. Agar unhone dusri shaadi kar li to tum kaha rahogi aur main kaha rahungi. Unka man bhi to bechain hota hoga. Magar main unki ichcha puri nahi kar sakti. Jaldi se teri shaadi ho jaye aur too sasural chali jaye bas yahi dua hai. Magar beti tu kuch aisa na kario ki badnaami ho.” Iska asar ye hua ki main bhi chup chup kar papa ke touch ka mazaa lene lagi but innocently.Wo mujhe apne god mein baithate aur mujhe unka khada lund jo meri gaand mein chubhta mujhe achcha lagta. Wo baat karte karte meri chhaati chhu dete the. Mera badan gangana jata tha. Main bhi kabhi kabhi unka lund daba deti jaise galti se chua ho. Papa kabhi toilet se bina towel ke nange nikal jaate jise main dekh ke bhaag jati, magar unka khada lund mujhe aksar yaad aata rahta. Waise mom to aksar bed par hi padi rahti jiska faida ham bap beti jam kar utha rahe thay. Wakt gujarta gya aur mai atharwa sal me kadam rakhne wali thi aur us din mera 18 th janam din tha, aur us din grand party ka promise kiya tha papa ne.
Us din aisi ghatna hui jisne mera jeewan hi badal diya. Mai papa ka besabri se intzar kar rhi thi,thik 8pm ko door bell baji. Mai daur kar darwaja kholi hamesa ki tarah papa se lipat gai, papa ne bhi mujhe chipka lia.Papa se lipat kar nakhra kar boli,”Aaj itni der kyu kardi, jaiye mai aap se nahi bolti,”,Papa meri chutar par thapki mar kar bole,,”Arerere meri rani bitya to naraz ho gai,acha lo abhi narazgi door kiy deta hu,” Papa ke ek hath me jo poly bag tha mujhe dikha kar bole “Dekho to kya laya hu,”,Mai khus hokar papa ko chum li aur jor se lipat kar boli,”Oh papa aap kitne ache hai,” Mai bag kholne lagi to papa bole,,”Abi nahi kholo, isme tera dress hai ise pahan kar janam din ka cake katna, ye tera janamdin ka gift hai,aur han mom ko mat batana ke mai laya hu. Um roz roz 18 saal ki to nahi hone waali.” Mai boli “Oh papa kewal drers?Mera khilona nahi lay,” Papa gahri nazaro se mujhe dekha aur chutar ko apne taraf daba kar sataya meri jangh papa ke jangho se chipak gai hamesa ki tarah. Meri chut papa ke lund se ja takrai,ankho me ankhe dal papa dheere se bole,,”Neeta kuch hi der bad tu 18 ki ho jayegi Tu to ab jawan ho gai,gudio se to bache khela karte hai,” Mai thunak kar boli,,”Uuuuun to mai kis se khelungi,”,papa gand par thapki mar kar bole,”Tu chinta kyu karti hai mai hu na. Chalo der ho rahi hai tum jaldi se khana banao 8 baz gay 10 baze cake katna hai.”Mai kichen me chali gai,10mnt bad papa kitchen me aay aur mere piche sat kar khade hogay. Mai thoda jhuk kar sabzi kat rhi thi mera gand ubhara huwa tha,papa ka lund gand ke darar par mahsus kar lahra gai.
Ye pahli bar nahi tha aisa aksar hota tha,jab mujhe lagta ke papa kitchen mein aa rahe hai to mai jan bujh kar pahle se hi jhuk jati taki papa ko apna lund meri gand par satane me asani ho Mujhe bhi papa ka lund jo roti belne wala belan jaisa lamba mota tha,bahut maza deta. Han to papa lund ko meri gand me sata kar bole “Mai bath room ja raha hu,tum khana laga dena,” Mai ne dekha papa ke hath me towel sabun ke elawa ek chota sa dabba bhi tha. “Aram se banao khana bath room me thoda late hoga,” Kah kar papa chale gai, 1/2 ghanta ke bad papa bahar aay,aur bole “Jao jaldi se naha dho kar naya wala dress pahan lo,” Mai andar ja kar pahle bag khola,jise dekh kar laj bhi aai aur papa par pyar bhi,usme mini skirt aur shirt ke elawa ek sada rang ka panty bhi tha. Mai shower ke pas gai to usi dabbe par nazar gai. Utsukta wash utha kar dekha, jab pata chala to mai sansana gai. Wo bal saf karne ka cream tha, jo adha khali tha. Ye soch kar sansana gai ke papa ne apna jhant chikna kar lia hai. Ab mai samjhi ke papa ne kyu kaha tha ke der hogi. Meri chut par bhi ghane bal uge the kyu ki kabhi saf nahi kia tha. Socha kyu na mai bhi saf karlu. Jab bal saf ho gaya to meri chut khil uthi. Chut pura pawroti ki tarah fula huwa tha jo pahle balo me chupa hone ke karan dikhta nahi tha. Mai naha kar kapda pahan ne lagi to paya ki panty bahut choti thi yani gand ka upar ka kuch bhag khula rah gaya. Shayad papa pahali bar laye they, isliy size malum nahi tha. Uspar mini skirt dala aur fir shirt pahan liya. Shirt me press button tha pahan ne me asani hui.
Tabhi papa ki awaz sunai di,”Neeta kitna der laga dia,” Mai andar se hi boli “Ho gaya papa ati hu,” To papa bole “Thik hai, tum upar wale room me chali jana tumhara cake wahi rakha hai. Mai teri mummy ko neend ka dawa khila kar ata hu,” Mai upar chhat par kamre me gai, waha ka bulb off tha bas ek mombatti jal rahi thi. Mai samjhi ke is room ka bijli kharab hai, isliye papa ne candle jalaya hoga. Rosni itna kam tha ke kuch bhi saf dikhta nahi tha. Papa ne sara intzam kar rakha tha, table par 18 candle saja tha. Tabhi papa andar aaye. Maine dekha, ye kya papa ka badan to nanga tha, bas ek patla sa gamcha kamar me lapet rakha tha. Jo samne se kuch utha tha. Mai jan gai wo papa ka pyara lund tha jisme halka tanaw aya huwa tha. Papa mujhe azib nazar se dekha pas akar bole “Ooo god meri Neeta to duniya ki sab se sundar ladki hai.” Mai sharma kar papa se lipat kar boli,”Mere papa bhi to sab se ache hai,” Papa ka hath jaha jana tha ja chuka tha. Papa apne haath se mera kadak chuchi dabane lage. Mere munh se siskari nikal gayi jise papa ne bhi sun liya. Woh man hi man khush ho gaye kyunki unhe ye ahsaas ho gaya ki main bhi ab uttejit ho jaati hu. Magar is bar to papa had se age badh gaye. Papa apna hath mini skirt ke niche se andar kar panty par le aaye. Jaise he unka hath panty ke upar khula gand par gya mai sihar uthi jisse papa ne bhi mahsus kiya. Papa ka lund mein, jo meri chut par sata tha, halka sa harkat huwa.
Papa ne panty ke elastic ko upar karne ki koshish kia, aur bole, “Aareeee ye to choti pad gai. Neeta tumne bataya kyu nahi ki ye choti hai. Koi baat nahi utar do kal change kar denge,” Mai sihar kar boli, “Ooh papa kal utarungi na,” To papa panty ke andar ungli ko gaand ke darar mein daba kar bole, “Nanhi nahi kuch lag jayega to kharab ho jayega,” Papa ne to kai bar kapda ke upar se darar par ungli chalaya tha. Aaaj pahli bar gaand ke andar aisa kia. Meri gand me sikuran hui, aur papa ne ungli panty me fasa kar niche kar bole “Ise bahar karo,” Maine panty ko bahar kia to papa hath me lekar dekha ki chut ke pas ka kapda thora bhinga tha. Wo panty ko naak ke paas la kar sunghne lage, “Ye gila kaise ho gaya rani bitiya?” Main sharam se laal ho gayi. Jise dekh kar papa muskuray, mujhe table ke pas khada kar mere piche aay aur bole, “Candle jalao,” Mai jhuk kar ek ek kar candle jalane lagi. Papa ko jaise isi ka intezar tha. Mere jhukte hi mera mini skirt piche se uth gaya aur pura nanga chutar papa ke samne agaya. Papa meri gand se sat gaye. Andar to mai nangi thi hi. Papa ka lund aur meri chut me kewal ek patla gamcha ka parda tha. Mujhe laga ki chut se kuch ris kar bahar a raha tha.
Mera hath kampne laga. Mai kisi tarah candle jalai. 18 candle jalne par kuch roshni hui. Papa mujhe chhuri de kar bole “Neeta ab tum kuch hi pal me 18 sal ki hokar jawan ho jaogi. Chalo candle ko jor se fuk mar kar bhujhao,” Jab papa ne kaha ki fuk mar kar candle bujhao, to mujhe fir aage jhukna para. Mera rome rome shihar raha tha. Pata nahi ab kya hoga. Ichcha hui wahan se bhaag jau magar pair the jo hilne ko taiyar nahi hue. Isi udhed bun mein mai jan bhujh kar apne pairo ko thoda faila kar jhuki. Mai papa ko pura jagah dena chah rahi thi. Papa koi bachcha to the nahi. Unko bhi pata tha ke mai kya chahti hu. Papa apna khada lund ko niche jhuka kar meri chut par laga kar bole, “Aram se, ek ek kar bujhao.” Mai ek ek kar candle ko fukne lagi. Udhar papa apna gamcha ko jo unke lund aur mere chut ke bich parda bana tha dheere dheere sarkane lage. Meri to sans hi ruk gai. Mera dhyan udhar na jay, iske liy papa bar bar bolte rahe, “Thik hai sabas jor se fuk maro,” Aur dheere dheere kapda hatate rahe. Tabhi maine mahsus kiya ke meri chut par garam loha sat gaya.
Meri chut jor se chunchunane lagi. Papa lund ko chut ki darar par adjust kar bole, “Kya huwa Neeta, bujhao na,” Meri to sanse hi ukhadne lagi,mai thoda hanfte huwe chutar ko lund par thel kar boli, “Hai papa nahi bujhta hai,” To papa bole, “Acha lao mai hi bujha deta hu,” Papa meri chut ke pas jangho par hath rakh kar, mujh par jhuk gay aur candle par fuk marne lage.Tabh meri sans fir se ukhadne lagi. Laga jaise chut par kisi ne garam rod rakh diya ho. Maine mahsus kiya ki papa ka lund mere chut ke muhn par aa gaya hai. Mujhe laga ki meri chut ka muhn khul raha hai,jo ke sach tha keu ki papa ki dono hatho ki unglia chut ke kinare par tha aur jise wo faila rahe the. Main apne aape se bahar hone lagi. Papa bhi aaj had se bahar ho rahe the. Laga agar unhe abhi nahi roka gaya to mamla bahut aage ho jayega. yaani aaj meri chudai nishchit hai. Main abhi chudana nahi chahti thi, kam se kam shaadi tak kunwari rahna chahti thi. Magar mera sharir mera saath nahi de raha tha. Meri chut se paani bahne laga tha. Man mujhe rokna chahta tha magar badan aur chahta tha. Man kiya jor se chillau aur mummy ko bula lu. Magar munh se kuch na nikla. Meri to halat bigad gai,chut masti me risne laga. Papa ne usi halat me pura candle bujha to dia par meri kuwari chut me aag laga di. Papa khade ho kar apna kapda thik kar bole,”Ab cake kato,” Maine kapte huwe cake kata. Papa ne mujhe ek tukda khilaya to mai bhi unhe dene lagi to papa bole, “Ye kya Neeta, main tumhe hamesa apni god me baitha kar khilaya hu. To apni god me hi baitha kar khaunga,” Aur wo dusri or ja kar bed par pairo ko latka kar baith gay.