Mein aur papa clothing store mein ghoom rahe the…aur Kaushal k wait kar rahe the…mein apne liye dress choose kar rahi thi…wahi papa bhi mere liye western dresses dekh rahe the…mein soch rahi thi…k kausal aayenge uske saath hi uske man ki dress le longi…isliye mein store mein idhar udhar ghoom rahi thi..k tabhi papa mujhe ek dress laake dete hai…

Papa:- neha ye dress try karo..tumpe acchi lagegi…

Dress thi to wakai behad khoobsurat par wo mini skirt mein thi with front opening……

Mein:- papa dress to bahot acchi hai..par…kaushal ko ye pasand nahi aayegi..

Papa:- ye meri taraf se hai…tum Kaushal ko chodo…tumhe pasand hai naa…ye batao..

Mein:- dress to kaafi acchi hai par kaafi exposing hai….

Papa:- tumhe aisa lag raha hai…nahi hai…maine kaafi ladkiyo ko iss tarah ki dress mein dekha hai..

Mein:- nahi papa ye hai…ye nahi…pls zid mat kariye…

Papa:- accha ek baar to try karke dekho…kaisi lagti hai…aur waise bhi meri ye zid kitne din ki hai….

Papa bapas se emotional blackmail kar rahe the..

Mein:- ok mein try karke dekhati ho…par mein ye purchase nahi karongi…

Papa:- as you wish….

Papa ne apni baat manwa hi li thi…mein wo dress leke trial room chali gayi aur papa wahi bahar khade ho gaye….

Mein pata nahi kyu papa k na chahte hue bhi sab baatein maan leti thi…wo kya tha jo mujhe unki baat manne ko mazboor karta tha..ye mujhe aaj tak pata nahi chala…kya wo unka emotional blackmail tha..ya fir unka charm….par unka zid karna kahi na kahi mujhe bhi accha lagta tha…mein samajh chuki thi…k papa k dil mein kahi na kahi kuch feelings hai mere liye…hamara sambandh jaroor bahu sasur k tha…par akhir wo ek mard the…aur mein ek jawan khoobsurat ladki….ye sab duniya k nazar mein zaroor galat the…par meri nazar mein isme kuch galat nahi tha…wo aadmi ab kuch hi din k mehmaan tha…kya ab bhi wo ye samaj dwara banai hui maryaada mein bandha hona chahiye…kya ab bhi wo kya sahi hai kya galat hai…iss kaalchakra mein phasa rehna chahiye….

Mein trial room mein jaakar wo dress pehan leti ho…dress choti thi…aura age peeche se revealing bhi…par mein kya karti…mujhe ek marte hue insaan ki zid jo poori karni thi…Uss dress main mein sach main kisi apsara se kam nahi lag rahi thi..…mujhe khud apni aakhon par bharosa nahi ho raha tha…dress aisa lag raha tha jaise ye dress sirf aur sirf mere liye bani ho… …kyunki maine bra pehan rakha tha….uske kaaran bra k front strip dress se dekhai de raha tha…..dekhne mein wo accha bhi nahi lag raha tha…bra strip aise na dekhai de isliye maine apni bra uttar di…..lekin ab mein uss dress mein without bra k thi…

Pehle maine socha mein andar se hi papa ko kuch pics click karke bhej do…par wo risky tha…aaj nahi to kal agar wo pics koi dekhta to wo accha nahi maana jaata..ki bahu ki aisi pics sasur k mobile par ho…aur waise bhi kai baar Kaushal papa ka mobile use karta tha…inn sab k kaaran maine pics bhejne k plan cancel kar diya…

Par ab mein papa ko dress kaise dekhao…yahi man mein chal raha tha….maine pehle socha whatsapp call karke dekha do…par trial room mein network kam aa raha tha…whatsapp call possible nahi tha..ab ek hi chaara bacha tha..k papa ko trial room k andar bula kar unhe ye dress dikha do…..aur maine wahi kiya..

Mein papa ko phone karti ho..aur unhe trial room k andar aane ko kehti ho…aur sayad yahi maine galti kar di thi…papa ki to jaise man ki muraad poori ho gayi thi..maine socha tha..k papa ek do second k liye trial room mein aayenga mein dress dekha dongi aur wo bahar nikal jayenga…par aage jo hua wo maine kabhi nahi socha tha…

Papa mere trial cabin k bahar aake knock karte hai….mere dil zor se dhak dhak kar raha tha…par fir bhi mein cabin k darwaza khol deti ho…mujhe laga papa cabin k bahar se dress dekh lenge par wo gate khulte hi seedha andar aa gaye…

Mein kuch bolti usse pehle hi papa…

Papa:- Neha you are looking gorgeous…

Papa ye sach bol rahe the…kyunki unki fati hui aakhein iss baat ko saabit kar rahi thi….papa badi muskil se apni aakhein mere chehre par tika paa rahe the…unki baar baar aakhein mere cleavage par jaa kar tehar jaa rahi thi…

Mein:- dress acchi hai par mein pehan nahi sakti naa isse kahi…aur mehangi bhi bahot hai….mein nahi le rahi…aapne bhi dekh liya maine kaha tha kaafi bold hai….chaliye mein change kar leti ho…

Papa ispe kuch bolte usse pehle Kaushal k mere pass phone aa jaata hai…

Kaushal:- kaha ho neha..

Mein:- darling mein trial room mein ho…ek dress try kar rahi thi…

Kaushal:- papa kaha hai…

Mein Kaushal se kya bolti wo trial room k andar hai…isliye maine bahana bana diya…k

Mein:- mujhe nahi pata…sayad kuch apne liye dekh rahe honge..ruko mein aati ho…tumhare pass…

Kaushal:- nahi tum ruko mein aata ho…mein trial room k pass hi ho…

Kaushal k inn sabdo ne to meri pairo se zameen hi nikal de thi…wo trial room k pass tha…aur papa trial room k andar..agar usne papa ko dekh liya to kya hoga…papa ne bhi Kaushal k phone par awaaz sun li thi…ab wo bhi nervous dikh rahe the…ab jab tak Kaushal trial room k pass se nahi chala jaata tab tak papa ji bahar nahi nikal sakte the….

Jab tak hum kuch sochte samjahte tab tak Kaushal k awaaz mujhe sunayi deti hai…

Kaushal :- Neha…

Wo mujhe trial rooms k bahar se awaaz de raha tha….mera dil itni zoro se dadak raha tha..k mujhe ek pal to laga kahi mein behoos na ho jao…uss samay to papa ka chehra bhi utar chuka tha…mere sareer se paseena maano beh raha ho…par mein kya karti…mujhe Kaushal k awaaz k jawab to dena hi tha…

Mein:- yaha ho…last trial room mein…

Mein ye bol k ruki hi thi…k Kaushal trial room k door par knock kar deta hai…

Kaushal:- kholo..

Kaas mere pass koi shakti hoti to mein ussi pal apne aap ko waha se gayab ya dharti mein shama leti…..papa jhat se darwaze k peeche ho jaate hai…jisse jab mein darwaza kholo to wo dekhai na de….unke peeche hote hi mein dheere se darwaza khol deti ho…mere haath pao kaap rahe the…meri shaadi tutne k kagar pe thi…mere charitra ki dhaziya udne wali thi…

Gate khulte hi Kaushal mujhe uss dress mein dekhta hai to uski aakhein bhi fati reh jaati hai…wo bhi kuch palo k liye nishabd ho jaata hai…

Kaushal:- wow…neha…dress bhot khoobsurat hai…

Mein nervous thi…aur ussi nervousness mein…

Mein:- tumhe acchi lagi…mujhe laga tumhe pasand nahi aayegi…

Kaushal:- dress acchi to hai..par useful nahi hai…kahi pehan nahi sakte…par you are looking too hot yaar…i want to fuck you now…abhi yahi…issipal…man to kar raha hai…tumhari issi dress mein tumse blowjob karwao….jaise tum mujhe deti to mera chaat chaat k choosti ho….

Kaushal ye sab dheere bol raha tha….par uske ye sabd mere saath saath papa ji..bhi sun rahe the…aur mein ye jaan rahi thi…k Kaushal ye jo bol raha hai…wo sab papa ko sunai de raha hoga…aap soch sakte hai mera haal….
Kaushal to ruk hi nahi raha tha….usko mujhe chup karwana pada…

Mein:- paagal ho gaye ho kya…kuch bhi bole jaa rahe ho….koi sun lega…

Koi sun kya lega…sun liya tha papa ne…aur Kaushal ki inn baton se unke sex harmone ab utejit ho gaye the…

Kaushal:- To sunne do…apni biwi se bol raha ho…kisi aur se nahi…

Mein:- paagal mat bano…ab jao..yaha se…mein change karke aati ho..

Kaushal:- par dress to le lo koi….dekho maine ye dress choose ki hai tumhare liye isse bhi try karo naa…pls..

ye kya ho raha tha…Kaushal ne bhi ek dress choose kari thi..par wo gown tha…par mein kaise usko try karti…papa trial room mein the..aur Kaushal bahar…

Mein:- mujhe nahi leni…tum apne liye dekho mein aati ho…

Kaushal:- pls neha aisa mat kar yaar…pls…pls…

Tabhi Kaushal mere mathe par  aate hue paseene ko dekhta hai…

Kaushal:- tumhe kaafi paseena aa raha hai….kya hua…garmi jayada hai kya…trial room mein ac nahi chal raha…itna keh k wo andar gusne k liye kadam bhadata hai…

Mein tabhi turant…

Mein:- aisa kuch nahi hai jaanu…ab tumhare jaisa hot ladka koi ladki dekhegi to usko paseena to aayega hi ki nahi….heheheh…

Kaushal:- sacchi…

Mein:- Mucchi…

Kaushal:- to aaj raat tum mera lund apne muh mein logi…choosogi…

Waise kabhi Kaushal lund jaise sabd use nahi karta tha…par aaj din hi kuch aisa tha…k sab ulta ho raha tha….kaushal k iss demand par mein kya bolti…isliye mein haa mein sar hila deti ho….

Par Kaushal bhi itne mein kaha manne wala tha…

Kaushal:- aise nahi jaan…muh se bolo…aaj mera lund choosogi…..

Kaushal k ye bachpana mujhe bahot gussa dila raha tha…par mere pass koi ilaaz nahi tha..iska…jitney der Kaushal waha khada rehta utna jyada risk hota…kuch gadbad hone ka…isliye…mein

Mein:- theek hai…aaj mein aapka lund choosogi…aur aap jo bolenge wo mein sab karongi…ab aap yaha se jayenge…accha nahi lagta ladies trial room area mein koi rahe…log object karenge….

Kaushal:-  aaj raat…i will fuck you hard baby….…

Itna keh k kaushal trial room area se bahar chala jaata hai..aur bahar khada ho jaata hai…mein jhatpat trial room k door laga leti ho…..jaise hi mein door close karke papa k aur dekhti ho…papa apne lund ko pant k upar se ragad rahe the…..….mujhe dekhte hi wo jhap jaate hai…aur fooran apna haath lund par se hata lete hai…. par meri aakhein thi jo kuch palo k liye unke lund par hi tehar jaati hai…unki jeans k upar se bhi unka lund k swarop saaf nazar aa raha tha…. bada aur mota…kisi bhi choot ko faad dene waala…choot ki pyaas bhujaane wala astra lag raha tha…

Papa bhi meri nazre kaha hai dekh lete hai…. Aur jab mein apni aakhein unke lund se hata k unki taraf dekhti ho…to papa ji k chehre par smile thi…sayad wo jaan chuke the..k unki bahu unke vishal lund k dekh kar uski mureed ho gayi hai….sayad yahi kaaran tha..k unke chehre par ek smile aa gayi thi…mein unki smile dekh k ghap jaati ho aur doosri aur muh kar leti ho…

Mein sharm se paani paani hoi jaa rahi thi…mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha k mein kya karu…mein apne sasur k saamne apne pati ko blowjob dene k keh rahi thi…aur wahi apne sasur k lund k aakar dekh k mere tan badan mein ek azeeb kautuhal tha…mein ye sab soch hi rahi thi..k tabhi papa…halki awaaz mein…

Papa:-  neha ab kya karna hai…

Mein (rone si hokar):- mujhe kuch samajh mein nahi aa raha hai..mein kya karo…

Meri iss rone si awaaz sunkar papa mere peeche aakar khade ho jaate hai…aur apne haath mere kandhe par rakh dete hai…unke haathon k sparsh mere poore sareer mein kisi current ki tarah daud jaata hai…

Papa:- tumhe ghabraane k koi jaroorat nahi hai…mein ho naa…

itna keh k papa mere baalo k upar ki kiss karte hai…unko apne itne kareeb paakar mera dar utejna mein badal raha tha…

Papa:- Kaushal bahar intezaar kar raha hai…tumhe uski dress pehani padegi…warna wo doubt karega..

Papa k sheena meri peeth se chipka hua tha….mujhe unke lund k ehsaas apni gaand par ho raha tha..unke ling k garmi mujhe apni gaand par mehsoos kar rahi thi…aur iss garmi se meri choot bhi garam ho rahi thi…aur gheeli hona suru ho gayi thi..

Mein :- Par yaha kaise change karo…aap k saamne….

Papa:- isme kaunsi nayi baat hai…mein tumhe pehli baar thode hi bina kapdo k dekhonga….

Papa k baat sahi thi…papa mujhe pehle bhi bina kapdo k dekh chuke the…jab wo mere haath Kaushal k liye mangne ghar aaye the…par tab baat alag thi…wo ek accident tha..kya kaho achanak hua tha…k papa ne mujhe nirvastra dekha tha…par abhi paristhiti alag hai…abhi mujhe unke saamne apne vastra apne badan se alag karne the…par iska alawa hamere pass koi aur chaara bhi to nahi tha…

Mein:- Par…

Par Meri baat beech mein hi kaatte hue…

Papa:- Par war k samay nahi hai…neha…hamere pass jyada samay nahi hai….

Mein phas chuki thi…ek taraf meri shaadi thi…..to doosri taraf mera naari samaan, meri izzat….mujhe apni shaadi kisi bhi haal mein bacchani thi….chahe uske liye mujhe apni izzat khoni pade…aur waise bhi jiske saamne mein apni izzat khor ahi thi…wo mere sasur the…aur waise bhi kitne din k zindagi bacchi thi unki…

Mein:- theek hai..papa…par aap please apna cheehra doosri aur kar lijiye…aur aakhein band..mujhe sharm aa rahi hai…

Papa:- neha dekho chaaro taraf sheeshe lage hue hai….agar mein tumhe dekhna chahonga ko mein dekh longa…isliye peeche mudne se koi fayda nahi hai…haa mein aakhein jaroor band kar leta ho…

Waise papa k baat bilkul sahi thi…peeche mud k koi fyada nahi tha…trial room k glass mein wo mujhe dekh sakte the..agar dekhna chahe to…..isliye maine theek mein sar hila diya…

Mein:- papa apni aakhein band kar lijiye…

Mera itna kehna par papa apni aakhein band kar lete hai…wo ab bhi mere peeche hi khade hue the…hum 4X4 ke trial room mein the…mere aur papa k sareer k beech muskil se kuch inch k faasla hoga….mujhe papa k garam saasein apne kandhe,baalo par mehoos ho rahi thi…jo mujhe madhoosh kar rahi thi….aur meri choot ko gheela…

Mera dil jor jor se dhadak raha tha…mere sareer se maano paseena tapak raha ho…mein apne haath apne kandhe par le jaati ho…aur apne dress ko apne kandho se uttar deti ho…kandhe se uttarte hi who dress jhat se neeche ho jaati hai…itni jaldi k mein apne boobs bhi cover nahi kar paati….1-2 seconds k liye mere boobs bilkul khule hue the….par papa k aakhein band thi…isliye wo unn seconds k fyada nahi utha paaye the…

Mein ab sirf panty mein thi…apne haatho se boobs k dhake hue…wahi papa mere se bas inch bhar doori pe…mein jhat pat apni bra dhoodne lagti ho…jo kahi kapdo k beech mein gum si ho gayi thi…..mein hakpaka k ek haath se apni bra dhoodh rahi thi…aur doosra haath se apni boobs chupa rahi thi…akhir kuch der mein wo mujhe mil jaati hai…mein fatafat use pehan leti ho…par uska peeche ka hook mujhse nahi lag raha tha…sayad mein itni nervous thi..ya itni gabrai hui thi..k hook lagate hue mere haath kaap rahe the…jisse wo lag nahi rahe the…meri laakh koshish k baad bhi jab wo nahi lage tab mujhe naa chahte hue bhi…wo karna pada jo mein sapne mein bhi nahi soch sakti thi..

Mein:- Papa…mere hook laga dejiye…

Papa ne bhi kabhi ye nahi socha hoga..k unko ye mauka itni jaldi mil jayega…meri baat sun kar papa jab apni aakh kholte hai…k unko bhi apni aakhon par bharosa nahi hota…
Ek bala ki khoobsurat ladki…kisi apsara jaisi unke saamne..sirf panty mein khadi hai…wo bhi itne kareeb…mera khoobsurat goora sudool badan dekh k unki maano saasein hi ruk gayi…wo kuch pal to bas mere iss badan ka raspaan hi karte rahe…mein ye dekh rahi thi..k kaise mere sasur mere iss sareer ko kisi hawas k pujari k tarah dekh rahe hai…par mein kuch nahi kar sakti thi…

Mein:- papa jaldi hook laga dejiye…mujhse lag nahi raha…

Mere dubara request par papa apni sense mein aaye…aur hamere beech jo 1-2 inch k faasla bhi tha…uske aage badh k mita diya…papa meri bra k strips pakad kar usse lagane lagte hai…ya kahu lagane k naatak karne lagte hai…wo bra lagane k bahane meri poori peeth par apne haath fair rahe the…meri goori chikni peeth unke hard skin ko ek alag sukhoon de rahi thi…apne sasur k haath apni peeth par mehsoos karna mere liye bhi kam erotic nahi tha…kahi na kahi mujhe bhi unka chuna behad pasand aa raha tha…aur mere andar k kaamvasna ko jaga raha tha…ye kaamvasna akele mere andar nahi balki mere sasur k andar bhi jal uthi thi…iska sabot tha..papa ji k mota kaala naag ko ab meri gaand k darrar par mehsoos kar rahi thi…meri bechani ab badh rahi thi..

Mein:- papa jaldi kijiye…

Papa apni kaamvasna par kaabu karte hue…

Papa:- neha…koshish kar raha ho…aaj tak sirf utaare hai…pehna pehli baar raha ho…

Papa k ye baat mujhe sharm se laal kar deti hai..akhir papa mere bra k hook laga deta hai…aur uspar mein chain k saas leti ho…par agle k pal kuch aisa hota hai..jo nahi hona chahiye tha…

Papa apna haath meri kamar par le jaate hai…aur mujhe apni aur keech lete hai…mera sareer papa k sareer se maano chipak jaata hai…mein jabtak kuch kehna chahti usse pehle hi papa..

Papa:- Neha tum bala k khoobsurat ho…maine tumse pehle kabhi itni sundar ladki nahi dekhi…tum kisi apsara se kam nahi ho….pls mujhe maaf kardo…

Itna keh k papa apne hooth mere shoulder par rakh dete hai aur usse choomne lagte hai…..papa k hoothon k chuan mere sareer par padte hai…meri kaamvasna prachand roop le leti hai…Aag ab dono aur lagi hui thi…

Mein banawati papa ko mana kar rahi thi…

Mein:- papa pls aisa mat kariye…ye galat hai…

Par papa meri garam hoti season se samajh chuke the..k ye banawati inkaar hai…ab wo apni jeebh bahar k taraf nikalte hai aur bahot aaram se mere shoulder aur gale par ghumaane lagte hai….jisse mein machal rahi thi…papa k ye harkat mujhe hawas roopi samandar mein aur andar dhakel rahi thi…mein har pal k saath aur garam ho rahi thi…

Papa kabhi apni jeebh kandhe par chalate to kabhi gale par…aur kabhi mere kaan par….unki jeeb ki thook se ab meri gardan kandhe san gaye the….mein unki baahon mein kisi katputli si lag rahi thi…mein jaise taise khud ko sambhalne ki koshish kar rahi thi…aur papa ko bhi…

Mein:- papa ruk jaiye…pls ye galat hai…mein aapki bahu ho…

Par papa kaha kuch sunne wale the….wo ab inn sab bandhano se bahot aage nikal chuke the….unko ye bahu…beta ye rishte yaad nahi the..unhe kuch yaad tha..to wo tha…jism k bhook…aur wo wahi mere saath mita rahe the…..

Wo ab bhi mere peeche hi khade hue the…par ab unka ek haath mere muh k halke haathon se pakad kar peeche kar deta hai…unke aisa karte hi…wo apne hoothon se mere hooth beech lete hai….papa ab mere hoothon ko choom nahi choos rahe the…mere hooth unke hoothon k andar the…

Papa mere hooth badi buri tarah se choos rahe the…wahi unka doosra haath mere boobs par jaane ki koshish kar rahe tha…jisko mein badi muskil se apne haathon se rook rahi thi….
Par dono komal haath kisi mard k haath k kab tak rok sakte the…jaise jaise papa k haath mere boobs tak pahuch rahe the….meri bechaini badh rahi thi….aur akhir wo pal aa gaya jab maine papa k haath k sparsh apne boobs par kiya….
Papa k hard haath mere boobs par ghoom rahe the…jaise wo jayeza le rahe ho…mere boobs size ka…

Papa abhi bhi mere sar peeche kiye hua…mere hooth choos rahe the…papa k muh k thook mere gale mein jaa rahi thi….papa mujhe sambhalne k mauka bhi nahi de rahe the….mujhe hamesa se hi hard sex pasand tha…dominating sex….sayad tabhi mujhe Kaushal se jyada mausa ji k chudai pasand thi..kyunki wo bhi dominating sex karte the…aur aaj papa bhi wahi kar rahe the…

Har ek pal k saath papa k hausla badh raha tha…papa ab apne dono haathon se mere boobs ki nipples masalna shuru kar diya tha……..papa ab meri dono chuchiyon ko badi hi bedardi se masal rahe the……………mere dono nipples ko bra ke upar se kheench raha the……………unhein ungliyon ke beech dabakar masal raha tha……………………mere mooh se bus siskari foot rahi thi….har gujare pal k saath mera haal bura hota jaa raha tha………mein hawas ki aag mein tapp rahi thi…….sulag rahi thi………………..meri sansein puri tarah se bekabu thi…………meri choot se pani lagatar beh raha tha jo meri panty ko pal pal bhigo raha tha….

Papa ab rukne k mood mein nahi the…wo aaj abhi ussi pal mujhe chodne par amada the…..ye bhulte hue k mera pati aur unka beta…trial room k baahar mera intezzar kar raha hai…par yahi to hawas hai ya kahu jism k bhook..jo sab kuch bhula deti hai…riste, naate…sahi galat…bas yaad rehta hai to bas wo pyaas….jism k pyaas…

Papa ab mujhe kandhe se pakad k palat dete hai…ab hum dono ek doosre k saamne hote hai….meri aur papa k aakhein ek doosre k dekh rahi hoti hai…meri aakhein surk laal hawas se bhari hui…ussi tarah papa k bhi aakhon mein mere jism k bhook….mein kuch kehti usse pehle papa bapas se meri hoothon par toot padte hai…mein ab apne aap ko surrender kar chuki thi…mere andar ab wo takkat nahi bachi thi…jo unko rok sake…aur naa hi mera dil chahta tha…unko rokna….

Papa k haath meri nangi peeth par ghoom rahe the…aur wo dheere dheere unhe sarkatey hue neechay ki aur le jane lagte hai…………………. meri gaand k aur.. ..jaise jaise uske haath neechay ki taraf badh rahein they waise waise meri sansein aur dhadkanein bhi tezz hoti jaa rahi thi………………papa k haath meri gaand tak pahuch gaye the aur ab wo meri makmali gaand par apne haath firane lagte hai…………wahi unka mujhe choomna jaari tha……….kuch der tak apne haath ferney ke baad wo ab meri gaand ko zoron se masalne lagte hain…………….unke aisa karne se mere muh se ek siskari si foot padti hain……………ye siskari dard ki nahin balki maze ki thi….mein inn palo k enjoy hi kar rahi thi k tabhi…