Meri pyaari betiya Ayushi
Baap Beti
Hello DK readers, mera naam Mahesh hai, meri height 5’8″ hai , peshe se mai ek businessman hu aur apni beti se pyaar karne ke pahle neeyat ka shareef bhi tha. hamari family mai hum 4 log hai. Mai, Meri wife Devi, Mera beta Veer aur beti Ayushi. mai aaj aapko meri pyaari Bitiya Ayushi ke pyaar ki kahani sunaane jaa raha hu. Meri beti Ayushi ki umar 19 saal ki ho chuki thi . 12th class ke exams ke baad aur university jaane se pehle ke samay me wo ghar par hi relax kar rhi thi. Uska rang gora, height 4’8″ , badi-badi aur pyaari kaali aankhen aur honth gulaab ke phool jaise hai. Chehre par aisi masoomiyat hai, ki koi kuch pal ke liye bhi uska chehra dekh le to thakaan utar jaaye. Hua aisa ki unhi dino meri wife Veer ke saath apne maaike chali gayi. Ghar par Mai aur meri Beti akele the. Mai subah office chala jaata. Shaam ko jab mai wapas aata, to hum saath dinner krte. Dinner ke baad, kuch der baate hoti aur fir hum dono sone chale jaate. Ek din mai office se lauta to Ayushi ghar par nahi thi. Mujhe kaafi chinta hui lekin raat 9 bje tak wo wapas aa gyi. Uske aate hi maine usko daant kar poochna chahta tha ki bina bataye ab tak wo kaha thi. Lekin jaise hi maine dekha, ki usne kaafi chhote shorts pehne hue the, meri bolti band ho gayi. Shorts me se uski gori aur chikni taange kaafi chamak rahi thi aur upar ek red top daala hua tha. Top me se uske seene ka ubhaar alag se hi dikh raha tha. Baaki kasar uski us masoom aur bholi soorat ne poori kar di thi. Mera gussa usko dekhte hi furr ho gya tha aur mai usko dekhte rehna chahta tha. Fir maine socha, ki aage se aisa naa ho to daant lagana zaroori hai. Ayushi mujhe dekh kar thoda saham gyi thi. Mai living room me sofa par baitha hua tha. Maine usko poocha ki wo kaha gayi thi. Wo sofa ke paas aakar nazre neeche karke khadi ho gayi. Maine uske paas jaakar bola, ki wo batati kyu nahi ki wo kaha gayi hui thi. Kyunki wo height me mere se kaafi choti thi aur mere seene tak hi aati thi, to meri nazre uski breast par gayi. Uska cleavage saaf nazar aa raha tha. Mai pata nahi kis dhun me tha ki uske bilkul nazdeek jaa kar khada ho gaya. Kyuki wo nazre neeche kiye hui thi, to mujhe koi darr nhi tha. Itne paas jaane ke baad mujhe ab cleavage se kaafi kuch zyada dikh rha tha. Mai lagataar uske chote-chote aur gol- gol boobs ko upar se dekhe jaa raha tha. Maine aaj tak apni beti ko kabhi daanta nahi tha. Maine fir se aawaz oonchi karke daanta, bolti kyu nahi tu!? Aur wo kaamp gyi. Uske kaampne se uske komal stann bhi kaamp uthe aur wo ro padi. Wo rote hue boli, ki wo cinema hall gayi thi, apne friends ke saath. Mujhe ab isme bilkul bhi interest nahi tha, ki wo kaha gayi thi. Uske kaampte hue komal stann mere dimag me nasha paida karne lage the. Maine bola: Koi nahi beta, isme rone ki kya baat hai? ek baar bata to sakti thi tum. Ya kehkar bhi to jaa sakti thi. Wo lagataar roye jaa rahi thi. Maine usko hug kiya aur bola- Mai: Koi nahi beta rote nahi hai. Hug karte waqt uske stanno ka komal sparsh mujhe mahsoos hua. Mujhe us komalta ka anubhav hua jiska zikr log swarg ki apsaraon ko lekar karte hai. Mere upar ab apni beti ki khumaari thi. Aisa nahi tha ki mai apni beti ko bas kaise bhi chodna chahta tha. Mere dimaag me bas aisi khumaari thi, ki bas meri beti mere saamne be-parda khadi ho jaye. Mai uski bhagwan samajh kar pooja karna chahta tha; Uske pairo ki dhool ko jeebh se saaf karna chahta tha; Uski chikni jaangho ko chaat-ta hua uski chut ko sehlana chahta tha; Uski chut mai apni jeebh daal kar uska rass peena chahta tha aur agar wo is dauraan moot bhi de, to bhi mai apna muh apni beti ki chut se na hatau. Mai uski komal choochiyo ka doodh itne aaram se choosna chahta tha, ki uska rom-rom apaar santushti se khil uthe. eka-ek mere khayalon ki gaadi ruki. Ayushi abhi bhi halka-halka ro rahi thi. Mai wahi sofa par baith gaya aur beti ko apni godi me bithate hue bola- Mai: Arre meri bitiya aur kitna royegi. Papa maafi maangte hai chillane ke liye, ab to maaf karde. Maine ye bolkar uska godi me muh apni taraf karke bithaya aur uski taange meri kamar ke peeche thi. Maine uske aansu ponche aur bola- Mai: Papa aapko pyaar karte hai, tabhi to daant rahe hai. Kal ko kuch problem ho jaaye to? Mere ye bolte hue mera aur Ayushi ka poora eye contact bana hua tha. Mera baaya haath Beti ki kamar par tha aur daaye haath se mai uske baalo ko theek kar raha tha. Mai Ayushi ke baalo ko kisi keemti cheez ki tarah sambhaal-sambhaal kar uske kaano ke peeche set kar raha tha. Wo jaane-anjaane meri godi me is tarah baithi hui thi, ki agar hamare kapde gayab ho jaate to shayad lund Beti ki gaand me hi jaa ghusta. Maine daaye haath se jab uske baal ek taraf kar diye, to mai uske kaan ke peeche ka hissa sehlaane laga aur left hand se inner thighs ko touch karne laga. hum dono ek dusre ko lagataar dekhe jaa rahe the. Shayad usko bhi acha lag raha tha. Maine usko dekhte hue usse poocha- Mai: Babu, papa aapko pyaar kar sakte hai? Wo thoda soch me pad gayi . Hamara muh ek-doosre ke itna kareeb tha, ki mai uski saanso ki bheeni-bheeni khusboo me paagal hua jaa raha tha. Usne apne dono haath mere gaalo par rakh diye aur thodi madak aawaz me boli- Ayushi: Acha to batao ki mere Papa apni Beti ko konsa pyaar karenge? Mere armaano ka ghoda jo bina lagaam daudne ko aatur tha, ye sun kar chatpata gaya. Maine seedhe haath se Beti ki gardan ko thoda aage kara aur apne honth uske un gulaabi se honto par rakh diye. Ayushi ka muh thoda khula tha to mai uski laar chat-te hue bola- Mai: Ye wala pyaar karoge Papa ke saath? Ye sun kar wo godi mai thoda adjust hokar, sharmaate hue boli- Ayushi: Lekin Papa ye waala pyaar, maine pehle kara nahi hai kabhi. Kya aap mujhe sikha doge ye waala pyaar karna? Mai apna baaya haath uske choochi ke neeche rakhte hue aur usko thoda press karte hue bola- Mai: Kyu nahi Bitiya, ye waala pyaar kiss se start karte hai aur hontho se start hone ke baad, poori body chaat-te hai ek dusre ki.