Meri sex story ke pichle part mein aapne padha kaise meri appi, meri aur meri biwi ki chudai chhup kar dekh rahi thi. Fir maine usko imagine karke muth maari. Fir agle din jab biwi ko chod kar main office gaya, to 2 logon ko appi ke baare mein baat karte suna. Uske baad main appi ke cabin mein gaya. Ab aage-
Maine appi ko dekha to kuch ppt bana rahi thi. Thoda aur kareeb gaya to unka halka-halka cleavage bhi dikhne laga, aur unhone nazar utha kar mujhe dekha. Unki file deka ke main apne desk pe aa gaya, aur poora waqt un dono bando ki baaton pe hi dhyan laga raha.
Raat ko chutti ke time main aur appi jab wapas ghar aa rahe the to (Main drive kar raha tha, aur appi mere bagal mein hi baithi phone chala rahi thi)-
Main: Appi ek baat poochu?
Appu: Haa pooch.
Main: Aapne abhi tak shaadi kyun nahi kari? Koi important reason wagaira kuch?
Appi (smile deke): Agar main shaadi kar leti, to aaj ye apna business kaise khada kar paati?
Main (mann mein): Aur office mein aap jo logon ke lund khade kar rahi ho, uska kya?
Fir baaton ko ghuma kar mujhe poochne lagi: Teri married life sahi chal rahi ha na?
Main: Haa, wo mujhe batana tha ki Heena ek hafte ke liye ghar gayi hai.
Appu: Hmm! chalo kuch dino ke baad jana bhi chahiye.
Kuch hi der baad hum ghar pahunche aur appi ko utaar kar main khaana lene chala gaya. Main khaana leke aaya, aur use table par rakh kar appi ke kamre mein unhe bulane gaya. Maine dekha appi ki neend lag gayi thi aur wo mast so rahi thi.
Unke bed ki side mein hi ek diary rakhi thi, jise mann naa chaahte hue bhi maine uthaya, aur diary ka pehla panna palta. Uspe bade-bade shabdon mein likha tha “19th birthday”. Aur aage likha tha-
Diary: Aaj main apne 19th day pe mast purple colour ka mini fork pehne apne cake ke saamne khadi thi, jispe mere 19th birthday ki candles jal rahi thi. Saamne saare guests mere cake kaatne ka wait kar rahe the. Ammi mere bagal mein thi, aur mera chhota bhai toffee ke liye aur bachho ke sath laga tha.
Diary: Abbu kaan par phone lagaye andar aaye, sab ko dekha, aur sorry-sorry bolte hue phone jeb mein rakh mere paas aaye. Jaise hi main cake kaatne ke liye badhi, tabhi abbu mujhe rok kar, knife ko mere hatho se lekar mere peeche aa gaye, aur fir mere hatho mein knife pakda kar, upar se mera hath apne hatho mein pakad liya.
Diary: Pehle hamne thode jhuk kar candles bujhayi. Fir zor-zor se rhymes gaane lage, aur fir abbu ne bade pyaar se cake katwaya. Abbu ne ek chhoti si bite ammi ke muh mein di, aur fir chhote bhai ke.
Diary: Fir sabhi aage aaye, aur halka-halka cake sab leke mere face par lagane lage. Lekin aakhir mein abbu ne hatho mein cake leke mere muh pe poora ragad kar poora face, yahan tak ki gardan aur chhaati tak masal diya. Mera aisa face dekh sabhi hasne lage, aur abbu ke sath sabhi happy birthday bol kar wapas phone nikaal kar wahan se hatt gaye.
Diary: Uske baad ballons foote jispe sab bachhe toffees lootne lage, aur isi beech main apne kamre mein aa kar bathroom mein chali aayi, aur facewash karne lagi. Thodi der baad mere room ka gate khula, aur koi mere peeche se bilkul chipak kar mere upar jhuk gaya. Uska khada lund meri gaand mein feel saaf-saaf ho raha tha.
Diary: Maine poocha kon hai? Tabhi ek pyar bhaari awaaz mein abbu bole, “Kuch zyada to nahi ragad diya?” Maine kaha, “nahi-nahi abbu.” Fir mujhe khada kiye, aur seedha karke basin ki side mein bitha kar meri taangein chaudi kari. Uske baad meri purple panty ko nikaal kar thodi der meri chut nihari. Fir apne cake lage hatho ko meri chut mein poori tarah masalne ke baad, muh laga ke mast chaatne lage.
Diary: Main boli, “Abbu koi aa jayega abbu!” Achi tarah se chaatne ke baad abbu mere hatho pe lage cake ko bhi apne sakht hontho se chaat-chaat kar saaf karne lage. Main bhi face ko achi tarah saaf karke abbu se poochne lagi ki, “Theek se saaf hua?” Abbu bole, “Haa! lekin ek jagah to reh hi gaya!”
Diary: Main mirror mein idhar-udhar dekhne ke baad boli, “Kahan reh gaya?” Bas jaise kehne ki der thi, abbu mere boobs ko dabate hue unhe baahar nikaal kar masalne lage. Tabhi abbu ne meri kamar pe hath rakh mujhe apni baahon mein liya, aur fir main aur abbu wapas se ek-doosre ke hontho ko choosne lage.
Diary: Kuch der tak yahin chalte rehne ke baad maine mehsoos kiya ki abbu ka lund baahar nikal chuka tha, aur ab bas taiyaar khada tha. Lekin tabhi baahar se ammi ne awaaz lagayi, “Arre kahan reh gayi? Yahan sabhi wait kar rahe hai.” Abbu bole, “Is saali ko bhi abhi hi tapakna tha?”
Diary: Maine kaha, “Abbu! kya aap bhi yaar.” Fi hum khade hue, aur main apne kapde theek kar wapas se baahar chali gayi. Main sab ke beech mein haste hue shamil ho gayi.
Itna padhne ke baad main sochne laga ki saala us time main kahan tha? Tabhi aur thoda zor daalte hue khud ko gaali deke bola: Us time toffee aur cake khaane se fursat milti to na!
Maine agla panna jaise palta, tabhi appi ki jaise aankhen khulne wali thi. Maine fir jaldi se diary wapas rakh ke unke saamne aa gaya.
Appi aankhen malte hue: Tu yahan! Kya hua?
Main: Wo appi khaana leke aaya tha, to socha bula lu. Lekin tum to so gayi.
Appi: Haa wo aaj office mein kuch zyada kaam ki wajah se thakawat mehsoos ho rahi thi shayad. Chal fir khana khaate hai. Kitchen se 2 plate le aa.
Khaana nikaalte hue appi ke chehre ki masumiyat ko dekh ke laga, inhone apni jawani ki dino mein kya-kya kaand kiye honge? Aur is umar mein mere kamre mein jhank kar meri chudai ko dekh ke maze leti hai. Saale wo dono sahi hi soch rahe the.
Appi: Kya hua? Kya socha raha hai?
Appi ne ye bol kar plate mein khaana nikaal kar mere saamne badhayi, aur hum dono khaana khaane lag gaye.
Iske aage kya hua, wo aapko is sex kahani ke agle part mein pata chalega. Yahan tak ki kahani mein aapko maza aaya ki nahi, ye comment karke zaroor bataye.