Papa ki pari

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Mom ko hamesha se ek ladki aur papa ko ek ladka chahiye thi.

Aur fir mera janam hua. Main, Debjyot Kolkata ke ek gao mein mera janam hua.

Papa toh bohut khush the. Kehte hai na ke Kolkata ki beauty ek alag hi hai – Black Beauty. Apni mom ke beauty leke paida hua tha main.

Jaise jaise bada hota gaya, mom apne saare ‘ladki hoti toh’ wale shauk mujhpe pure karte rahe. Fir kya tha, waise waise mera body shape bhi change hota gaya. Bada toh ho gaya tha, lekin abs ki jagah flabs aa gaye the. Chest ki jagah, halke se breast ne le li. Gaand toh gol tamatar ho gaye.

Ab aisa shareer leke college jao, toh zaahir si baat log toh aapko chhedenge. Bilkul aisa hi hua. Seniors kabhi ched dete, kabhi professors ched dete. Kabhi kissi college program mein ladki ka kirdar bhi mil jata.

Inn sab ke beech papa yeh sab notice karte. Aur kabhi kabhi mom ko daante bhi “Ekdum ladki bana diye tum isko.”

Khair mujhe toh acha lagta hi tha.

Ek samay aaya jab mom ki haalat kharaab hone lagi aur unhone khatiya pakad liya. Ghar ki zimmedari papa aur mujhpe aa gayi. Papa aur paise kamaane mein jud gaye and maine ghar ko sambhal liya. Khaana banana, ghar ki saaf safai, idhar udhar ke kaam, etc.

Kyunki inn halaton ki wajah se Papa bhi kuch nahi kehte aur jaise chal raha tha waise chalne diya. Ab college jaane ki umr mein ghar bhi sambhalo. Mom ko kuch dino ke liye apne maike bheja gaya jisse ke hawa pani badle aur unhe acha bhi lage.

Bus fir kya tha! Yehi mauka chahiye tha. Ghar pe akele hone ki wajah se tarah tarah ke nakhre try kiye.

Kabhi college se aake, nange badan ghumna ghar pe.
Kabhi apni gaand ko dekhte rehna.
Kabhi apne boobs ko khud hi dabana.
Kabhi apni mom ke kapde try karna.
Kabhi make up try karna.

Waise baal thode lambe the. Kandho se halka upar tak aate the. Toh main unko hairband se baandh leta tha.

Ek dopahar, aisi hi aaya, college se thaka haara, ghar pahocha. Bahut neend se bhari hui aankhen. Par fir bhi ghar pahochte, seedha mom ke kapde pehen liye aur ghar kaam shuru kiya.

Itni thakaan mein neend kab lag gayi pata hi nahi chala. Ghar ki chaabi papa ke paas bhi thi aur ussi dopahar woh ghar aaye. Unhone mujhe aise kapdo mein dekh kar khub daanta.  Main ekdum chup tha.

Raat hui aur apne kamre mein baith ke khub ro raha tha. Papa ne dekha aur pucha, “Kyun pehente ho aise kapde?”

Maine kaha – Mummy ki yaad aati hai toh bus yunhi.

Papa – Yaad toh mujhe bhi aati hai uski.

Waise mere papa ekdum average looking hai. Par unki height and broad chest unko average se good looking banate hai.

Maine papa se request ki – Aap please mujhe yeh kapde pehen dijiye, mujhe acha lagta hai. Main sirf ghar pe hi aise rahunga.

Papa – Thik hai (kuch soch mein pad gaye)

Ghar ka maahol ekdum thik sa ho gaya. Papa office se aate aur main unko khaana parosta, unhi kapdo mein. Papa ko bhi yeh acha lagne laga tha, maa ki jhalak jo dikhti mujhe me.

Ek raat office ki party se daaru ke nashe mein papa ghar aaye. Mujhe unn kapdo mein dekh kar woh bole, “Sunita, tum kab aayi?”

Main – Papa main Debjyot hu.

Papa thode niraash hue. Aur apne kamre mein chale gaye. Khaana table pe laga kar main unko bulane gaya. Papa unhi office ke kapdo mein bistar pe lete hue the.

Main – Papa kapde badal lijiye khana lag chuka hai.

Koi jawaab nahi aaya. Main unke nazdeek gaya. Pehli baar maine papa ke lund ka ubhaar dekha aur mann mein ek ajeeb si hulchul hui.

Main – Papa uthiye.

Papa – Sunita, thodi der aaram karne do aur tum bhi mere paas aao.

Yeh bolke unhone mujhe apne paas kheench liya aur baahon mein jakad liya. Main iss ehsaas ko bayan nahi kar sakta. College mein toh bohut logo ne chheda hai, par yaha khud apne papa ki baahon mein hona. Ek alag hi ehsaas hai.

Papa ki garm saasien main apne gale pe mehsoos kar sakta tha. Unka bhaari shareer jaise ke mujhe kuchal na chahte ho. Halkse unke kaano mein

Main – Ji sunte ho, main aapse bohut pyaar karti hu.

Papa – Main jaanta hu Sunita. Main bhi sirf tumse pyaar karta hu. Tumhari jhalak Debjyot mein dekhta hu toh mann karta ussi ko apni baahon mein lelu.

Yeh sunkar main ekdum dang reh gaya. Papa ko main inn kapdo mein acha lagta hu yeh aaj tak kabhi nahi kaha unhone.

Main ekdum khush ho gaya aur unke hoonto par ek kiss kardi. Yeh pehli kiss thi meri. Papa ka lund tanaa hua tha aur usko mehsoos mein gaand kar rahi thi.

Papa – Sunita, bohut dino ke baad tumhare shareer ko chhu raha hu, aaj behadd pyaar karne do.

Main – Ji kar lijiye na, kisne roka hai. Main bhi toh aapko bohut pyaar karti hu.

Yeh sunkar papa seedha mujhpe chad gaye. Andhera aur nashe mein papa ko dhundhli si shakal dikh rahi thi jo meri mom jaisi thi.

Papa ne mujhe har jagah kiss karna shuru kiya. Woh paglo ki tarah mere jism ko choom rahe the. Kabhi kaant rahe the. Unhone meri saari halki si utaari aur kamar pe kaanta.

Main thoda chillaya, “Ouch, papa dheere”

Ekdum se unhe mehsoos hua ke main Debjyot hu. Aur woh ruk gaye.

Papa – Debjyot, mujhe maaf karde, main sharaab ke nashe mein hu. Tu chala ja apne kamre mein.

Main – Papa main chahta hu ke aap mujhe apni biwi samjhe. Main chahta hu ke aap mujhse pyaar kare. Main aapko bohut pyaar dunga aur aapka khayaal bhi rakhunga. Aur meri aankhon se aansu aane lage.

Papa – Shh shh shh.

Aur meri aankhon se aansu ponchhe.

Papa – Debjyot tu nahi jaanta ke main yeh sunne ke liye kabse taras raha tha. Aaj tune mujhe saari khushiyan dedi. Main kabse tujhe apna banana chahta tha. Kya tu meri biwi Banega?

Papa ko gale lagate hue.

Main – Haa papa. Aaj se main aapki “Debjyoti” hu. Aapki dusri biwi.

Papa ekdum se mujhe gale lagaye aur mere hoonth chusne lage. Maine papa ki shirt nikali aur unka baalon se bhare shareer ko chumne lagi.

Papa – Debjyoti, yeh hamari pehli suhaagraat hai aur aaj main tujhe hamesha ke liya apna banauga. Banogi na meri?

Main – Ji. Main toh aapke liye hi hu. Jo chahe karlo, par apna bana lo.

Papa mere kapdo ko utar hue, meri aankhon mein dekh rahe the. Main bistar pe sirf ek bra aur panty mein thi. Mujhe aise dekh kar papa ekdum wild ho gaye. Unhone meri bra utari aur mere boobs ko chusne lage.

Papa – Debjyoti, tere boobs toh bohut ache hai. Mujhe apna doodh pilao.

Yeh kehkar woh boobs ko zor zor dabane lage aur kaatne lage.

Main – Haa Ravi, chuso inhe yeh sirf tumhare liye bane hai.

Fir papa ne meri panty utari aur mera chota sa nunu usko kiss kiya. Unhone mujhe palat diya aur meri gaand ko sunghne lage. Kyun ki main ghar pe rehta tha, hamesha apni gaand ko saaf rakhta tha.

Papa – Debjyoti, kya mast gaand hai teri. Aaj toh isse mujhse koi nahi bacha sakta.

Main thoda darr gaya. Papa meri gaand ko chaatne lage.

Main – Aaah!

Meri siskariyan nikalne lagi.

Main – Aah Ravi, I love you

Papa – I love you too, Debojyoti.

Papa ne ek cream nikali aur meri gaand mein ungli karna shuru kiya. Main ekdum se bistar pe uchli. Dard hua.

Papa – Meri jaan thoda bardaasht karle. Ekdum halke karunga. Tujhe takleef nahi dunga.

Papa pe bharosa karte hue. Dheere dheere unhone meri gaand ko smooth kiya aur apna lund daalne ki koshish ki.

Main – Ravi, aaah, ruko…

Papa – Debojyoti kuch nahi hoga meri jaan.

Dheere dheere dhakke dete hue. Dard Kum hua. Maze badhne lage. Papa ne meri halki si muskaan dekhi.

Papa – Maine kaha tha na jaan, tumhe dard nahi dunga.

Papa ka lund itna lamba nahi tha but kaafi mota tha, jisse meri gaand ka ched aur khulne laga

Main – Ravi, mein tumhare bache ki maa ban na chahti hu. Mere andar hi jhadd jao.

Papa yeh sunkar bohut khush hue

Papa – Meri Debojyoti main tumhara zindagi bhar khayal rakhunga aur jee bhar ke teri gaand bhi lunga.

Yeh kehte hue papa jhad gaye aur meri baahon mein gir pade.

Isi tarah se yunhi chalta raha silsila. Maa ke aane ke baad bhi hamara pyaar kum nahi hua.

Papa ne kaha – Tum toh meri Pari ho!