Adultery Clandestine Affair:Meri Patni Mere Baap Ki Deewani

[Premkumar65]

**Chapter 03 "Preparation"**

Toh bhai, jab maine Pitaji aur Rita ko jodne ka plan banaya, asli mazaa tab aaya jab sochna pada ki yeh khel kaise khela jaye. Sabse pehle, mujhe ek pakka plan chahiye tha. Kaam ke chakkar mein din bhar ghar se bahar rehta hoon, toh ghar pe kya chal raha hai, uska hisaab rakhna zaroori tha. Isliye maine socha, kyun na thodi si chhupa-chhupi wali technology lagayi jaye.

Aajkal ke zamane mein itna advanced samaan milta hai, chhote-chhote gadgets jo bilkul dikhte nahi. Bathroom ke stall pe likhe ads bhi kaam aate hain kabhi-kabhi. Wahi se ek “spy camera” ka number mila. Maine call kiya, unhone ek website di, aur waha se maine do mast cheezein pick ki—ek wall socket jaisa camera, aur doosra light switch jaisa. Chhupa hua, bilkul ninja style. Maine ek Pitaji ke bistar ke upar laga diya, ek apne kamre mein, aur baaki bathroom aur living room mein—total cheh cameras, ghar ka har kone ka hisaab.

Thodi si dikkat? Yeh gadgets sirf video record karte hain, live feed nahi, aur 48 ghante se zyada nahi chalte. Khair, sab set karne ke baad, maine agla step sochna shuru kiya.

Main aksar raat ko kaam karta hoon ghar pe, toh jab Rita so jati hai, tab main sota hoon. Uske sote waqt, main computer pe software kholta hoon aur din bhar ki recording check karta hoon. Pehle kuch din toh kuch khaas nahi hua. Lekin kal ki footage ne meri ummeed jaga di.

Kaam khatam karne se pehle, Rita apne bedroom mein safai kar rahi thi, aur Pitaji living room mein TV pe aankhein gadaye baithe the. Bedroom ka darwaza khula tha, aur Rita bistar bana rahi thi, jhadoo laga rahi thi, aur thodi si chamak-dhamak kar rahi thi. Usne apna wahi purana nightgown pehna tha, lekin jhukne aur tirchhi hone mein uski chuchi aur chootad ke thodi-thodi jhalak mil rahi thi.

Bedroom ka darwaza seedha living room ke sofa ki taraf khulta hai, toh Pitaji TV dekhte hue bhi ek nazar se sab dekh sakte the. Pehle toh woh TV mein doobe the, lekin beech-beech mein Rita ki taraf aankh utha ke dekhte. Thodi der baad unki nazar baar-baar udhar hi jane lagi.

Bhale hi woh Rita ka sasur ho, Pitaji ne koshish ki nazar na pade. Lekin bhai, Rita ka figure itna mast hai, koi bhi roke na ruk paye. Pitaji gaon ke seedhe-saadhe aadmi hain, waha shayad aisi item kabhi dekhi na ho. Kitna bhi shareef ho, mard toh mard hai—sundar aurat ko ghoorega hi. Pitaji ne Rita ko aadhe ghante tak ghoora, aur Rita ko kuch pata bhi nahi chala.

Safai ke baad, Rita aur Pitaji ne saath khana khaya. Rita Pitaji ke saath badi pyaari aur respectful hai. Dono ne kaam ki thodi hasi-mazaak wali baatein ki, aur Pitaji ka wahi gaon wala smile chamak raha tha. Uske baad kuch nahi hua jab tak main ghar nahi aaya.

Maine recording Pitaji ke kamre ki taraf switch ki, jaha woh apni kitab padh rahe the, jaise hamesha karte hain. Gaon se aaye hote hue bhi, Pitaji ko novel padhne ka bada shauk hai, toh maine unke liye dher saari kitaabein rakhi hui hain.

Pitaji lambi der tak padh rahe the, aur main sone wala tha ki tabhi mazaa aaya. Unhone kitab side pe rakhi, uth ke baithe, aur apna underwear utarna shuru kiya. Andar se unka kaala, dheela lund bahar aaya. Dheela hua bhi mera jab khada hota hai, uske barabar—lagbhag 4.7 inch. Maine pehle kabhi Pitaji ko nanga nahi dekha tha, toh yeh naya tamasha tha.

Underwear utarne ke baad, Pitaji ne apne haath se lund hilana shuru kiya. Jitna hilaya, utna lund sakht hota gaya. Jab poora khada ho gaya, main dang reh gaya—kaafi 7.1 inch ka hoga, mota supada aur kaali, nas wali shaft. Dil mein thodi si jaln hui. Socho, itna bada lund kisi aurat ko kitna khush karega. Yeh genes mujhe kyun nahi mile?

Pitaji haath chalaate rahe, speed badhate hue. Man mein khayal aaya—kya woh Rita ke baare mein soch rahe honge? Aadhe ghante baad, woh jhad gaye—dher saara doodh jaisa safed maal nikla. Volume dekh ke daad deni padi—stamina aur quantity dono zabardast. Jhadne ke baad, unhone tissue se saaf kiya, haath dhoye, aur bistar pe let gaye.

Yeh sab dekh ke meri lambi saans chhooti. Imagination mein Pitaji ka mota, lamba, kaala lund Rita ki choot mein ghus raha tha, aur Rita ke moan kamre mein goonj rahe the. Soch ke mera lund firse khada ho gaya.

Maine Rita ki taraf dekha, jo gehri neend mein thi. Computer band kiya, apna underwear utara, aur bistar pe chadh gaya. Rita abhi bhi nightgown mein thi, neeche pink lace wali panty pehne hue. Maine dheere se usko side pe kiya aur panty utar di.

Rita badi gehri neend mein soti hai, asani se nahi uthti. Maine uski choot ko chhua, aur thodi der mein woh geeli ho gayi. Kaafi din se chudai nahi hui thi, toh woh zyada sensitive thi. Jab tayyar hui, main peeche se aaya aur apna average 4.7 inch ka lund dheere se uski choot mein dala. Uska sir thoda peeche hua, aur honth khul gaye.

Maine dheere-dheere dhakke marne shuru kiye, aur uski choot ki garmi aur tightness gajab lagi. Kuch dhakke ke baad Rita jaag gayi aur halke-halke moan karne lagi. Shayad pichhle kuch dino ke wild khayalo ki wajah se, is baar mera lund tikka raha. Main peeche se chudai karta raha. Pehle uske moan halke aur meethhe the. Lekin paanch minute se kam mein, main ruk na saka aur uske andar jhad gaya. Uski IUD lagi hai, toh tension nahi.

Rita ne palat ke mujhe gale lagaya, apna chehra meri chhati pe ragda. Main samajh gaya woh mujhe tasalli de rahi thi. Aam taur pe main das minute tak chalta hoon, lekin novel ke excitement mein paanch minute mein hi khallas.

“Sorry Rita, main tujhe jhadwa nahi paya,” maine thoda udaas hoke kaha.

“Koi baat nahi honey, yeh bhi bada mast tha, pehle se behtar. Main khush hoon,” usne meri chhati pe chehra dabate hue kaha. Lekin uski aankhon mein thodi si mayoosi dikhi—woh jhadi nahi thi. Man mein sochne laga, “Agar Pitaji aur Rita ki chudai hoti, toh Rita kitni jaldi jhadti? Aur kitni baar?” Yeh soch ke badan mein sihran daud gayi. Main itna excited kyun ho raha tha? Rita ko apne bagal mein dekha, woh fir se so chuki thi.

Garmi Chadha rahi rita par.

 

[Premkumar65]

**Chapter 04 "Implementation"**


Agli subah wahi purana randi-rona—uthna, wahi chutiyapa karna, wahi bakchodi bolna. Bas thodi si masti tab aati thi jab Pitaji ko lund hilaate hue pakadta tha, baaki toh sab thanda tha.

Ek mahina nikal gaya, aur Rita ki naukri ne ek zabardast fashion week khatam kiya. Unhone ek bada jashn party rakha, aur uske pati hone ke naate mujhe bhi invite mila. Rita ekdum maal hai—mast chootad, gori chuchi, aur overall lajawab. Jahan bhi jaati hai, sabki nazar uspe thahar jaati hai.

Lekin maza ye hai ki Rita doosre ladkon ke saath bilkul kanjoos hai. Na flirting, na mazak, bas seedha kaam ki baat. Uski saheliyan meri tareef karti rehti hain. Uski job pe dher saare successful bande hain jo uski choot ke peeche pade hain, hint pe hint dete hain, lekin woh unki gand maar deti hai. Apne colleagues ke liye woh ekdum thandi ladki hai, aur sach kahu toh mujhe apni biwi pe garv hota hai.

Party mein khoob maza aaya, aur hum dono ne thodi zyada pee li. Meri naukri ki wajah se mujhe daaru ki aadat hai, toh mera dimaag thik tha. Party khatam hui toh Rita itni tunn thi ki khadi bhi nahi ho paa rahi thi, mujhpe latak ke ghar aayi.

Kisi tarah usko ghar le aaya, almost utha ke. Raj so chuka tha, lekin Pitaji abhi jaag rahe the, TV pe chipke hue. Bada beta hone ke naate Pitaji raat ke ullu hain. Unhone humein andar aate dekha, daaru ki badboo aur Rita ko poora nashe mein, toh thodi si shikayat ki.

Rita ko bedroom mein le gaya, Pitaji ne TV band kiya aur sone chale gaye. Maine Rita ke kapde utarne ki koshish ki, aur woh pink bra aur panty mein reh gayi. Jaise hi usko nightgown pehnaane wala tha, ek wild khayal mere dimaag mein aaya.

Nightgown pehnaane ki bajaye, maine Rita ko wahi bra aur panty mein bed pe fenk diya, darwaza thoda khula chhod diya. Fir Pitaji ke kamre pe gaya aur knock kiya. "Pitaji, mujhe office ka urgent kaam aa gaya hai. Saari raat lag jaani hai."

"Oh, kab tak wapas aayega?"

"Subah tak shayad. Rita pe nazar rakhna, usne bahut pee li hai." Pitaji maan gaye, bole zyada mehnat mat karna, aur khayal rakhna. Main ghar se nikal gaya, gali mein andhere mein chalte hue, baahar se shant lekin andar se chudai ka toofan.

Haan, yahi tha mera plan. Rita ko sexy lingerie mein chhod diya, darwaza khula rakha, umeed thi ki Pitaji usko dekhega aur shayad apne lund ke haathon majboor ho jaye. Pitaji ache aadmi hain, lekin jab gand mein aag lage toh kaun rok sakta hai? Agar woh bardasht na kar paaye, toh shayad baat ban jaye.

Agar Rita ko baad mein pata bhi chala, toh tab tak game over ho chuka hoga. Mujhe tension nahi thi; mujhe Rita ko jaanta tha, woh gussa nahi karegi. Jab tak main usko pyar aur sukoon deta rahu, sab plan ke hisaab se chalega.

Office mein desk pe baitha, mera dimaag kaam pe nahi laga. Bar-bar ghar ki taraf khayal ja rahe the. Kya Pitaji Rita ke kamre mein gaya? Kya usne chudai ka move bana diya? Sabse bura tha ki mere paas real-time footage nahi tha. Yeh baat mujhe pagal kar rahi thi.

Kai baar ghar bhaagne ka mann kiya. Kya pata woh chudai mein lage ho aur main beech mein ghus jaun? Maine computer pe filmein chalayi par neend nahi aayi, aur agla din kaam pe blur sa gaya.

Aakhirkaar jab kaam khatam hua, main ghar ke liye bhaaga. Sab normal lag raha tha—Rita computer pe thi, khana tayyar tha, aur Pitaji Simon ke saath couch pe chupchaap baithe the.

Lekin Pitaji ki aankhein sab bata rahi thi. Woh meri taraf seedha nahi dekh paa rahe the, nazar idhar-udhar bhatak rahi thi. Pitaji ka chehra khuli kitaab hai; woh apni feelings chhupa nahi sakte. Unka yeh reaction dekh ke mujhe yakin ho gaya ki meri absence mein kuch toh chudai ka khel hua tha, aur main apne lund ke excitement ko chhupa nahi paa raha tha.

Rita ne mujhe dekha, headphones utaare, uthi aur mere slippers laayi, mera briefcase liya. Woh hamesha aise pyaar se khayal rakhti hai jab main ghar aata hoon.

"Pitaji bole tum saari raat kaam karte rahe? Thak gaye honge na?" Rita ne muskurate hue kaha.

"Haan, lekin ab khatam ho gaya. Bas thodi si thakan hai." Maine usko gaur se dekha, kuch alag sa hint dhundne ki koshish ki.

"Chalo khana khaate hain. Zyada mehnat mat karna, thik hai?" Woh bilkul normal lag rahi thi, koi ajeeb vibe nahi. Meri last night ki curiosity choot ke jaisa chatpata rahi thi.

"Pitaji, kya Rita ne raat ko ulti ki thi?" Maine khate hue casually poocha. Pitaji ekdum ghabra gaye aur haklate hue bole, "N-nahi, usne ulti nahi ki."

"Oh, acha hai. Aage se itna mat peene dena." Maine Pitaji ki aankhon mein thodi si disappointment dekhi.

Khane ke baad Rita bartan dho rahi thi, aur main aur Pitaji TV dekh rahe the. Woh aaj chup the. Aam taur pe woh meri gand maarte rehte hain baaton se, lekin aaj unka muh band tha, jo thoda ajeeb laga.

Raat ko bed pe, Rita magazine padh rahi thi, uwaasi le rahi thi. "Agar thaki ho toh jaldi so jao, babe," maine kaha, lekin asal mein chahta tha ki woh jaldi so jaye taaki main last night ka surveillance footage check kar sakun.

"Thik hai honey, tum bhi jaldi so jana, der tak mat jagna," usne jawab diya. Thodi der baad Pitaji ne TV band kiya aur sone chale gaye. Jab Rita aur Pitaji dono so gaye, main computer pe baitha, haath kaanpte hue software khola aur bedroom ka surveillance footage check karna shuru kiya, uss moment se jab main ghar se nikla tha.

Ab ayega mazaa.

 

[Premkumar65]

**Chapter 06: Jealousy**
Maine video band kar diya, haath kaanp rahe the jab maine tissue se pasina saaf kiya.
Halaanki Pitaji ne Rita ko haath nahi lagaya, par sirf video dekhne se hi mera lund pagal ho gaya.
Video dekhne ke baad mujhe samajh aaya ki aaj Pitaji ki chhoti-chhoti aankhon mein kya chal raha tha. Woh apne bete, mujhse, guilt feel kar rahe the. Rita ko dekh ke unka lund khada ho gaya tha, unki purani hawas jaag uthi thi.
Par Pitaji pe gussa hone ke bajaye, main thoda impress ho gaya. Sach bolun toh, koi bhi mard jiski nabz chalti ho, kal raat wali situation mein apna lund sambhal nahi pata. Pitaji ne ladai ki aur apni chudai ki ichha pe kaabu rakha. Iske liye unko thodi taarif toh banta hai; yeh dikhaata hai unmein serious self-control hai.
Kal raat kuch bada nahi hua, aur mujhe sukoon ki lahar chali. Mera pehla step ka plan ekdum mast kaam kar gaya, Pitaji ke dimaag ki chhoti si deewar tod di. Yeh sab jaldi nahi ho sakta; ismein slow burn chahiye.
Jab tak main koi gadbad nahi karta, cheezein meri marzi se chalengi.
Pehla step jeet gaya, par yeh toh bas shuruaat hai. Aage lamba rasta hai.
Ab jab Pitaji ke dimaag mein darar pad gayi hai, ruk nahi sakta. Ab Rita pe bhi kaam karna hai.
Computer band karne ke baad, mujhe realize hua ki mera lund abhi bhi khada tha. Main bed pe let gaya, mera left haath Rita ki gol chootad pe ghumne laga. Jaise hi main aage badhne wala tha, mere dimaag mein ek idea aaya.
Maine haath peeche kheench liya aur wahi let gaya.
Mujhe samajh aaya ki jab tak yeh plan pura nahi hota, main Rita ke saath chudai nahi kar sakta. Sab sex band karna hoga aur uski choot ki aag ko badhne dena hoga jab tak woh phat na jaye.
Yeh samajh ke, maine apne chhote se lund ko dekha, jo Pitaji ke lund se chhota tha, aur bola, “Tujhe bura waqt jhelna padega, dost.”
Main hans pada aur apne lund se baat ki.
Baad mein, bathroom mein gaya aur video se garam hoke, maine apna lund zor se hilaya, bada sukoon mila. Pitaji aur Rita ko chudai karte dekhne ki ichha ab aur tez ho gayi thi.
Zindagi chalne lagi, aur kuch din baad Pitaji ka guilt kam ho gaya, woh normal ho gaye. Bas farak itna tha ki ab woh nazar churana band kar chuke the. Jab main aaspaas nahi hota, woh Rita ko nightgown mein ghar saaf karte hue chori-chori dekhte, uski chuchi aur gaand ko ghurte.
Is dauraan, raat ke recordings dekhne se pata chala ki Pitaji ab zyada muth maar rahe the. Mujhe pata tha unki choot ki bhook ka darwaza khul raha hai, aur ab Rita pe focus karne ka time aa gaya tha.
Pata nahi chala kab holiday time aa gaya. Mere jaisa busy aadmi ke liye yeh rare break tha. Maine socha Pitaji aur Rita ko ek din ke liye ghumane le jaun. Raj abhi chhota tha aur uski dekhbhaal chahiye thi, toh maine usko Nightfall City ke sabse bade childcare center mein chhod diya.
Is tarah, Pitaji aur Rita mere saath din ka maza le sake.
Humne beach jaane ka plan banaya. Meri naukri ki wajah se, main hamesha laptop saath rakhta tha, chhutti pe bhi, agar kaam aa jaye toh.
Beach pe, Rita nange paaon idhar-udhar daudne lagi, bilkul chhoti bacchi ki tarah.
Aaj usne ek emerald green dress pehni thi jo ghutno se thodi upar thi, uski gori taangein dikh rahi thi. Upar se deep V-neck tha, jismein se uski badi-badi chuchi ka cleavage dikh raha tha. Rita ka mood zabardast tha, aur woh aise sexy kapde kabhi-kabhi hi pehenti thi.
Woh hot thi par sasti nahi, slim figure aur mast chehra, pura beach usko ghoor raha tha.
Saare ladke uski gaand aur chuchi ko taad rahe the, aur mujhe thodi si garv mehsoos hua.
Rita paani mein daudti rahi, kabhi-kabhi jhuk ke shells uthati, bilkul apne mein mast.
Pitaji, jo gaon ke bande the, pehli baar beach pe aaye the. Woh aankhein phaad ke idhar-udhar dekh rahe the.
Tabhi office se call aaya ki ek performance report analyze karna hai. Toh maine sand pe baith ke laptop khola aur kaam shuru kar diya.
Rita, thodi thak gayi thi, mere paas daud ke aayi, apni dress ghuma ke, muh fulake. Woh mere paas baith gayi aur mujhpe mitti daalne lagi.
Maine jaldi laptop side kiya aur bola, “Rita, bas karo, main kaam kar raha hoon.”
Woh jeebh nikaal ke, haath kamar pe rakh ke boli, “Babe, thodi chhutti lo na. Aaj bahar aaye hain. Mere saath thoda time spend karo, thodi si, please?”
Rita aksar serious rehti thi, par yeh mazakiya andaaz sirf mujhe aur Pitaji ko dikhaati thi.
Sachmein, woh dil se zinda ladki thi. Bas kaam pe serious ban ke apna bachav karti thi.
“Hmph, tumhe bas kaam se matlab hai. Mujhe dekhte bhi nahi. Ab main tumse pyaar nahi karungi!” Rita sand pe baith gayi, gussa dikhane lagi, aankhein malti hui jaise rone wali ho.
Yeh dekh ke mujhe hasi aayi aur maine sar hila diya. Tees saal ki thi, par mere saath abhi bhi bacchi jaisi thi.
Tabhi maine apne laptop bag se ek diamond ring nikali jo maine kal uske liye kharidi thi. Shaadi ke waqt hum ring nahi khareed sake the.
Is quarter mein mujhe $20,000 ka bonus mila tha. Maine $16,000 is ring pe kharch kiye Rita ke liye. Maine ring box se uska sar thapthapaya.
“Bas, rona-dhona band karo. Yeh dekho maine tere liye kya laya.”
Rita ne upar dekha, muh banaya, mera haath pakda, paas aayi aur aankhein badi karke boli, “Mazak kar raha hai? Main ro nahi rahi thi. Dikhana kya laye ho.”
Maine ring box khola, aur woh jhat se ring chheen ke haath mein le li, uska badan khushi se kaanp raha tha. Usne suddenly mujhe gaal pe kiss kiya, “Thank you, babe. I love you so much. Main bahut khush hoon.”
Tab usko yaad aaya ki Pitaji wahan the, woh unki taraf dekhi aur sharma ke laal ho gayi.
Rita ne ring mujhe wapas diya, fir mazak mein khadi hui, apna right haath aage badhaya, “Babe, mujhe dobara propose karo.” Woh sharmate hue khushi se boli.
Usko aise dekh ke, Pitaji aur main dono has pade. Koi chara nahi tha; usne bol diya tha.
Main ek ghutne pe baith gaya, ring upar kiya, TV wala proposal nakal karke bola, “Darling, mujhse shaadi karegi?”
Rita ne sar jhukaya, thodi der sochne ka natak kiya, fir has ke boli, “Achha, jab tu itna dil se bol raha hai, toh shaadi kar leti hoon.”
Maine dheere se ring uski right haath ki ungli mein pehnaya, fir khada hua, uska haath pakad ke hum garam, sukoon bhare beach pe chal pade.
Pitaji peeche chupchap khade humein jate dekhte rahe. Mujhe lagta hai us waqt Pitaji ke dil mein thodi si jaln aur dard ubhar aaya tha.

Hmmm Pita ji ab bahu par fida ho rahe hain.

 

[Premkumar65]

**Chapter 07 Sabse Sundar Aurat**

Toh, dopahar ke paas, main, Pitaji, aur Rita teeno ne milke jaldi se kuch kha liya. Uske baad hum ek chhoti si boat pe chadh ke ek chhoti si island pe pahunch gaye. Bhai, jagah itni mast thi ki kya batau! Main aur Pitaji peeche peeche chal rahe the, aur Rita ek chhoti si chidiya ki tarah idhar-udhar bhaag rahi thi, har cheez ko badi badi aankhon se dekh rahi thi. Island toh gajab ka tha, par Rita thodi bechain ho gayi thi.

"Ab kab wapas chalenge? Mujhe Raj ki chinta ho rahi hai. Bahut der se bahar hain, pata nahi woh kaise hoga," Pitaji ne kaha, Rita ki taraf dekhte hue jo abhi bhi idhar-udhar daud rahi thi. Thodi der baad jab shuru ka josh thanda pada, Pitaji ko Raj ki fikar hone lagi. Waise bhi, Pitaji hum dono jaisa jawaan aur mast nahi hai—unhe jaldi bore ho jata hai.

"Pitaji, badi mushkil se toh ghoomne ka mauka mila hai. Aaj thodi si masti kar lo, relax karo. Main toh hamesha kaam mein pada rehta hoon, aur aapke saath aise chill karne ka time bada mushkil se milta hai," maine kaha aur Pitaji ke kandhe pe haath rakh diya. Maine hamesha notice kiya hai ki Pitaji ne saalon se kitni mehnat ki hai, aur unka thaka hua chehra jo umar se zyada buddha lagta tha, dekh ke dil dukh jata tha.

"Haan Pitaji, aaj ghar ki chinta chhodo. Zindagi chhoti hai. Abhi maza nahi liya toh budhape mein jab gaand tak na uth paye, tab pachhtayega," Rita ne humari baat sun li aur wapas bhaag ke aayi, mera haath pakad ke Pitaji se boli. Pitaji ekdum se ruk gaye, aankhein aage khali ghoorte hue.

"Pitaji, kya hua?" maine poocha.

Pitaji thoda relax hue, muskura ke bole, "Kuch nahi… bas ek second ke liye khayalon mein kho gaya."

Pitaji ke chehre se main samajh gaya ki woh kyun ruk gaye. Rita ne jo "maza" bola tha, usi pe unka dimaag atak gaya. Haan, kyun na maza liya jaye? Us raat Pitaji ne apne ko rok liya tha, Rita ke nasha mein chootad aur chuchi ke saamne khade lund ko shant kiya tha. Ek mast mauka haath se nikal gaya tha. Ab soch ke kya unhe afsos ho raha tha? Rita ko kuch pata nahi tha, par uske masoom lafzon ne mera Pitaji ke liye plan thoda aage badha diya.

Achanak hum island ke beech mein ek phoolon ke samundar mein ja pahunche. Rang-birange phool, ekdum chootiya scene tha. Rita ko jaise khazana mil gaya ho, woh phoolon mein ghus gayi, ghoom-ghoom ke hans rahi thi. Main aur Pitaji wahi khade use dekhte rahe. Tabhi Rita bhaag ke aayi, mere kandhe se laptop cheen liya aur usme kuch karne lagi.

"Abe, kya kar rahi hai?" maine poocha, thoda curious hoke.

"Chup kar, mat jhaank, surprise hai," Rita ne mera muh dhakel ke masti mein kaha.

Thodi der mein usne laptop phoolon ke paas rakh diya, apni hari dress uthayi, aur phoolon ke samundar ke kinaare chali gayi. Laptop se ek mast si dhun bajne lagi, aur Rita uspe badi adaa se naachne lagi.

Rita college mein etiquette team mein thi, aur naachna uska shauk tha. Hum dono ki mulakaat bhi dance partners banne ki wajah se hui thi. Music chalta raha, aur Rita phoolon ke beech badi sundar taur se naachi, uska jism rang-birange phoolon ke saath ekdum mil gaya.

Us pal mein Rita khud ek sundar phool si lag rahi thi, phool uske chaaron taraf pateel ban ke usko aur chamka rahe the. Uska naach bilkul professional tha, graaceful, aur apni sabse mast side hum dono ko dikha raha tha.

Rita ka yeh naach dekh ke main aur Pitaji dono usme kho gaye. Chaaron taraf sannata ho gaya, saans bhi nahi le rahe the jaise, bas music hi hav mein tair rahi thi.

Dil mein Rita meri biwi thi, uski sundarta maine hazar baar dekhi thi. Toh main jaldi hi us nashe se bahar aa gaya aur chupke se Pitaji ki taraf dekha. Woh abhi bhi Rita ko ek tak ghoor rahe the, puri tarah se usme doobe hue. Unki aankhon mein tareef thi, chahat thi, aur shayad thodi si mohabbat bhi.

Pitaji seedha-sada aadmi hai, shehri logon ki tarah tharki nahi. Itni sundar cheez dekh ke unka pagal hona banta tha. Us waqt Rita meri mast biwi thi, par Pitaji ke liye woh sabse sundar aurat thi jo sapne mein naach rahi thi.

Pitaji Rita ki sundarta se puri tarah lattoo ho gaye the. Usne unke dil mein apni jagah bana li thi, ek aisi chahat jo kabhi nahi jaati. Aisi deewangi, aisa nasha, maine kisi ke chehre pe pehle nahi dekha tha. Par mujhe pata tha agar main thodi si dhakka na du, toh Pitaji apni yeh chahat ko dil mein hi daba ke rakhenge.

Panch minute baad music band hui, aur Rita ka naach khatam ho gaya. Woh apni dress pakad ke humare paas bhaag ke aayi. Maine uska naach pehle bhi dekha tha, par yeh naya tha, toh woh muskura ke Pitaji se boli, "Pitaji, mera naach kaisa tha? Competition jeet sakti hoon kya?" Uski aankhein bacche jaisi thi, tareef ke liye taras rahi thi.

Pitaji abhi bhi khoye hue the. Rita confused ho gayi, "Kya matlab mera naach bura tha, aur Pitaji sharminda hai kehne mein?" Woh thodi udaas lag rahi thi.

"Nahi… nahi, bilkul nahi. Tera naach gazab tha, TV pe jo dikhaate hai usse bhi mast. Sach mein bahut acha," Pitaji finally hosh mein aaye, apna khoya hua chehra dekha, sharma ke haklaate hue bole.

"Haha, Pitaji sharma gaye! Matlab mera naach abhi bhi faadu hai, itne saalon baad bhi. Bahut maza aaya," Rita ne chhoti si hansi ke saath kaha, apne laal honton pe haath rakh ke. Shayad usko nahi pata tha ki woh Pitaji ke dil ki sabse sundar aurat ban gayi thi, jiski wajah se unka lund khada ho raha tha.

Island se wapas aate waqt main aur Rita full baatein karte hue hans rahe the. Maine Pitaji pe nazar rakhi, woh baar-baar Rita ki taraf chupke se dekhte, phir jaldi nazar hata lete. Yeh silsila ghar tak chalta raha. Hairani ki baat, dopahar mein thake hue Pitaji ab bhi maza le rahe the.

Pitaji ke chehre aur aankhon ke badlaav se mujhe pata chal gaya tha ki mera plan ka pehla step hit ho gaya. Pitaji ke dil mein chudai ki chingari jag gayi thi. Thodi si mehnat se yeh bada hota rahega.

Ab agla number Rita ka tha. Sirf Pitaji ko taiyaar karna kaafi nahi tha. Plan ke liye Rita aur Pitaji dono ko saath mein hona zaroori tha. Toh mujhe ek tarkeeb sochni thi, Rita ke dil mein bhi chudai ka beej daalna tha, usko dheere-dheere seene tha, jad tak le jana tha, aur aakhir mein Pitaji ke saath uski chahat ko khilana tha.

Very deep planning.

 

[malikarman]

**Chapter 11: Drunkenness**

Agli kuch dinon mein, jab bhi Rita kaam se wapas aati, usko ghar saaf karne ka bilkul man nahi hota tha. Bas ek jaldi si jhaadu laga deti, fir seedha computer pe lag jaati—articles padhne aur tasveerein dekhne mein. Maine notice kiya ki woh saasur (pitaji) aur bahu ke rishton ke bare mein, aur alag-alag generation ke bare mein articles mein khoob dhyan dene lagi thi. Jab main chupke se dekha ki woh pitaji ko kaise ghoor rahi thi, toh usme ek naya sa, ajeeb sa vibe tha—jaise thodi si choot ki khujli jag rahi ho. Pitaji, jo pehle uske liye bas ek buddha aadmi the, ab ek jawan, mardana lund wale aadmi lag rahe the, aur Rita ka dil unpe thodi si chudai ki ichcha jaga raha tha.
Cyber police ki tight internet control ki wajah se, main Rita ke computer pe kuch khas videos nahi dikha paa raha tha. Agar articles aur tasveeron ke saath videos bhi add kar pata, toh yeh brainwash ka khel aur jaldi ho jata. Ab Rita din bhar saasur-bahu aur generation gap ke bare mein info dhundti rehti hai, aur jo web pages maine uske liye set kiye the, unme ab uski dilchaspi kam ho gayi thi. Par sach kahu, yeh achcha sign tha—woh ab khud se yeh sab cheezein dhundne lagi thi aur us disha mein badh rahi thi jo main chahta tha.

Do hafte baad, Rita ko ek forum mila aur woh saasur-bahu wale section mein khoob dhyan dene lagi. Woh lagbhag roz us forum pe jati, auraton ki baatein aur feelings padhti, aur ek din usne membership bhi le li. Ek baar video mein dekha ki Rita ne ek nayi social media ID banayi aur saasur-bahu ke incest wale group mein join kar liya. Yeh groups sirf auraton ke liye hote hain, aur join karne ke liye video verification chahiye hota hai. Verification ke baad, woh group chats sunne lagi, par abhi tak bas chupke se sunti thi, kuch bolti nahi thi.

Ek din woh ek article mein itni kho gayi ki usko bhool hi gaya ki main ghar kab aata hu, aur main almost shak karne wala tha. Toh usne apne phone pe alarm set kiya. Ghar aane se das minute pehle alarm baja, aur woh internet ke nashe se baahar aati, saare tabs band karti, social media se log out karti, aur login records bhi delete kar deti. Yeh dekh ke main khush hua ki maine video monitoring devices laga rakhe the. Warna mujhe Rita ke yeh changes pata hi nahi chalte, aur yeh harkatein, jo maine kabhi sochi bhi nahi thi, kabhi dikhayi na deti. Koi biwi apne pati ko apna yeh doosra roop nahi dikhana chahti.

Halaanki Rita saasur-bahu ke is gande rishte mein dhyan de rahi thi, iska matlab yeh nahi tha ki woh pitaji ke saath chudai ke liye taiyaar thi. Fantasy aur reality mein bada gaand ka farak hota hai, aur yeh sochna ki plan bas is wajah se khatam ho gaya, bilkul galat hai. Abhi lamba safar baaki tha.

Is waqt, plan achcha chal raha tha, par ek stalemate sa aa gaya tha. Pitaji aur Rita dono ek doosre mein thodi si gaand mein khujli feel kar rahe the, par dono apni choot aur lund ki ichcha chhupa rahe the aur dikhane ki himmat nahi kar rahe the. Ab aage kya karu? Yeh mujhe confuse karne laga tha. Dheere-dheere Father’s Day aa gaya. Doosre gharo ke liye yeh holiday shayad badi baat na ho, par mere ghar ke liye yeh khaas tha kyunki meri maa guzar chuki thi, aur ab sirf pitaji the. Meri saari baap-beti ki bhavna pitaji pe thi. Jab se maa gayi, har Father’s Day ko main pitaji ke liye khoob kuch karta. Is baar bhi kuch alag nahi tha. Rita ne khoob saare pakwaan banaye, aur maine kaam se chhutti li taaki jaldi ghar aa saku.

Dinner table pe, pitaji aur main daaru ke glass chadha rahe the aur khoob maza kar rahe the. Rita ne ek chhota glass wine piya, par uske baad ruk gayi taaki hum dono ke nashe mein uska khayal rakh sake. Khana khatam hone ke baad, woh bas apne haath pe sir rakh ke humein daaru peete dekh rahi thi. Pitaji aur main har baat pe baat kar rahe the—bachpan ki masti, purane ghar ke raaz, aur pitaji ne ghar ke liye kitni mehnat ki thi. Thodi der baad baat gehri ho gayi, aur achanak maa ka zikr aa gaya. Shayad daaru ka nasha tha, par pitaji aur main dono emotional ho gaye, aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Rita, jo paas baithi thi, uski bhi aankhein bhar aayi. Woh ek zabardast biwi thi aur usse bhi badiya bahu. Main kaam mein busy rehta tha, toh Rita pitaji ke saath zyada waqt bitati, unka khayal rakhti. Meri taraf se bhi usne khoob seva ki, aur mujhe apne tight-knit family pe garv tha. Raat ke end tak, pitaji aur main khoob pi chuke the. Main daaru achcha handle kar leta hu, par mujhe bhi chakkar sa aa raha tha, aur pitaji toh bilkul behosh ho chuke the. Halaanki main thoda nashe mein tha, mera dimaag abhi bhi tez tha. Meri ek baat hai—kitna bhi pi lu, agle din mujhe sab yaad rehta hai.

Rita aur maine pitaji ko unke bedroom tak pahunchaya. Unko bistar pe lita ke, maine unke kapde utarne shuru kiye jabki Rita table saaf karne aur bartan dhone chali gayi. Daaru ki wajah se meri ungliyan thodi ladkhada rahi thi, aur pitaji ke bahar ke kapde utarne mein mehnat lagi. Pitaji gaon ke aadmi the, unki aadat thi dher saare kapde pehenne ki, hum shehar walon ki tarah bas underwear pe nahi sote. Unko loose underwear tak utaar ke, woh lagbhag nange ho gaye. Daaru pine ke baad mardon ka lund thoda khada ho jata hai, aur pitaji bhi isme peeche nahi the. Unka neeche ka hissa already khada tha, aur main unke lund ke size dekh ke hairaan tha. Pehle sirf videos mein dekha tha, par nazdeek se yeh sach mein bada tha.

Jab main pitaji ko pajamas aur boxers pehnaane wala tha, mujhe ek ganda idea aaya. Pichli baar jab Rita nashe mein thi, usne galti se pitaji ko apni chuchi aur chootad dikhaye, jisse pitaji ka lund khada ho gaya tha. Toh is baar kyun na ulta kiya jaye? Yeh soch ke, maine pitaji ko peeth ke bal lita diya aur unko chadar se nahi dhaka. Woh itne nashe mein the ki agar thappad bhi maru, toh nahi uthte. Maine dheere se pitaji ka khada lund unke underwear se baahar nikala aur latka diya. Pitaji kanjoos aadmi the, lagta tha yeh underwear saalon se pehen rahe the—bilkul dheela aur phata hua tha. Agar woh uth bhi gaye aur apna lund baahar dekha, toh sochenge ki sote waqt khud hi nikal gaya, toh mujhe kisi ke shak ka dar nahi tha.

Scene set karne ke baad, main nashe ka drama karke apne bedroom mein ghus gaya. Rita jaldi se mujhe sahara dene aayi. Bedroom mein jaate hi, usne thodi si pyar bhari shikayat ki. Pitaji ke kamre se nikalte waqt, main jaan bujh ke apna phone wahi chhod aaya. Bisttar pe let ke, maine aankhein band ki aur haath idhar-udhar chalaya, fir chillaya, “Mera phone kahan hai? Rita, mera phone dhund do…”
“Oh, thik hai honey, tujhe yaad hai tune kahan rakha?” Maine sone ka natak kiya, aur mujhe do-teen baar bulane ke baad jawab na milne pe Rita ne sir hila ke haath chhod diya. Soch ke ki main daaru mein dhoob gaya, woh living room mein dhundne lagi. Achanak usko yaad aaya ki jab hum pitaji ko kamre mein le gaye the, tab mera phone mere paas tha. Usne living room mein dhundna chhoda aur pitaji ke kamre ki taraf badhi. Maine suna jab usne pitaji ka darwaza khola, uske kadam andar gaye, aur us waqt bistar pe let ke meri muththi nervousness se band ho gayi.

Waah
Kya update diya hai aapne
Aise hi bich bich mein hot pic bhi add karte rahiye

 

[Aliyaa3467]

Nice story

 

[Premkumar65]

**Chapter 11: Drunkenness**

Agli kuch dinon mein, jab bhi Rita kaam se wapas aati, usko ghar saaf karne ka bilkul man nahi hota tha. Bas ek jaldi si jhaadu laga deti, fir seedha computer pe lag jaati—articles padhne aur tasveerein dekhne mein. Maine notice kiya ki woh saasur (pitaji) aur bahu ke rishton ke bare mein, aur alag-alag generation ke bare mein articles mein khoob dhyan dene lagi thi. Jab main chupke se dekha ki woh pitaji ko kaise ghoor rahi thi, toh usme ek naya sa, ajeeb sa vibe tha—jaise thodi si choot ki khujli jag rahi ho. Pitaji, jo pehle uske liye bas ek buddha aadmi the, ab ek jawan, mardana lund wale aadmi lag rahe the, aur Rita ka dil unpe thodi si chudai ki ichcha jaga raha tha.
Cyber police ki tight internet control ki wajah se, main Rita ke computer pe kuch khas videos nahi dikha paa raha tha. Agar articles aur tasveeron ke saath videos bhi add kar pata, toh yeh brainwash ka khel aur jaldi ho jata. Ab Rita din bhar saasur-bahu aur generation gap ke bare mein info dhundti rehti hai, aur jo web pages maine uske liye set kiye the, unme ab uski dilchaspi kam ho gayi thi. Par sach kahu, yeh achcha sign tha—woh ab khud se yeh sab cheezein dhundne lagi thi aur us disha mein badh rahi thi jo main chahta tha.

Do hafte baad, Rita ko ek forum mila aur woh saasur-bahu wale section mein khoob dhyan dene lagi. Woh lagbhag roz us forum pe jati, auraton ki baatein aur feelings padhti, aur ek din usne membership bhi le li. Ek baar video mein dekha ki Rita ne ek nayi social media ID banayi aur saasur-bahu ke incest wale group mein join kar liya. Yeh groups sirf auraton ke liye hote hain, aur join karne ke liye video verification chahiye hota hai. Verification ke baad, woh group chats sunne lagi, par abhi tak bas chupke se sunti thi, kuch bolti nahi thi.

Ek din woh ek article mein itni kho gayi ki usko bhool hi gaya ki main ghar kab aata hu, aur main almost shak karne wala tha. Toh usne apne phone pe alarm set kiya. Ghar aane se das minute pehle alarm baja, aur woh internet ke nashe se baahar aati, saare tabs band karti, social media se log out karti, aur login records bhi delete kar deti. Yeh dekh ke main khush hua ki maine video monitoring devices laga rakhe the. Warna mujhe Rita ke yeh changes pata hi nahi chalte, aur yeh harkatein, jo maine kabhi sochi bhi nahi thi, kabhi dikhayi na deti. Koi biwi apne pati ko apna yeh doosra roop nahi dikhana chahti.

Halaanki Rita saasur-bahu ke is gande rishte mein dhyan de rahi thi, iska matlab yeh nahi tha ki woh pitaji ke saath chudai ke liye taiyaar thi. Fantasy aur reality mein bada gaand ka farak hota hai, aur yeh sochna ki plan bas is wajah se khatam ho gaya, bilkul galat hai. Abhi lamba safar baaki tha.

Is waqt, plan achcha chal raha tha, par ek stalemate sa aa gaya tha. Pitaji aur Rita dono ek doosre mein thodi si gaand mein khujli feel kar rahe the, par dono apni choot aur lund ki ichcha chhupa rahe the aur dikhane ki himmat nahi kar rahe the. Ab aage kya karu? Yeh mujhe confuse karne laga tha. Dheere-dheere Father’s Day aa gaya. Doosre gharo ke liye yeh holiday shayad badi baat na ho, par mere ghar ke liye yeh khaas tha kyunki meri maa guzar chuki thi, aur ab sirf pitaji the. Meri saari baap-beti ki bhavna pitaji pe thi. Jab se maa gayi, har Father’s Day ko main pitaji ke liye khoob kuch karta. Is baar bhi kuch alag nahi tha. Rita ne khoob saare pakwaan banaye, aur maine kaam se chhutti li taaki jaldi ghar aa saku.

Dinner table pe, pitaji aur main daaru ke glass chadha rahe the aur khoob maza kar rahe the. Rita ne ek chhota glass wine piya, par uske baad ruk gayi taaki hum dono ke nashe mein uska khayal rakh sake. Khana khatam hone ke baad, woh bas apne haath pe sir rakh ke humein daaru peete dekh rahi thi. Pitaji aur main har baat pe baat kar rahe the—bachpan ki masti, purane ghar ke raaz, aur pitaji ne ghar ke liye kitni mehnat ki thi. Thodi der baad baat gehri ho gayi, aur achanak maa ka zikr aa gaya. Shayad daaru ka nasha tha, par pitaji aur main dono emotional ho gaye, aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Rita, jo paas baithi thi, uski bhi aankhein bhar aayi. Woh ek zabardast biwi thi aur usse bhi badiya bahu. Main kaam mein busy rehta tha, toh Rita pitaji ke saath zyada waqt bitati, unka khayal rakhti. Meri taraf se bhi usne khoob seva ki, aur mujhe apne tight-knit family pe garv tha. Raat ke end tak, pitaji aur main khoob pi chuke the. Main daaru achcha handle kar leta hu, par mujhe bhi chakkar sa aa raha tha, aur pitaji toh bilkul behosh ho chuke the. Halaanki main thoda nashe mein tha, mera dimaag abhi bhi tez tha. Meri ek baat hai—kitna bhi pi lu, agle din mujhe sab yaad rehta hai.

Rita aur maine pitaji ko unke bedroom tak pahunchaya. Unko bistar pe lita ke, maine unke kapde utarne shuru kiye jabki Rita table saaf karne aur bartan dhone chali gayi. Daaru ki wajah se meri ungliyan thodi ladkhada rahi thi, aur pitaji ke bahar ke kapde utarne mein mehnat lagi. Pitaji gaon ke aadmi the, unki aadat thi dher saare kapde pehenne ki, hum shehar walon ki tarah bas underwear pe nahi sote. Unko loose underwear tak utaar ke, woh lagbhag nange ho gaye. Daaru pine ke baad mardon ka lund thoda khada ho jata hai, aur pitaji bhi isme peeche nahi the. Unka neeche ka hissa already khada tha, aur main unke lund ke size dekh ke hairaan tha. Pehle sirf videos mein dekha tha, par nazdeek se yeh sach mein bada tha.

Jab main pitaji ko pajamas aur boxers pehnaane wala tha, mujhe ek ganda idea aaya. Pichli baar jab Rita nashe mein thi, usne galti se pitaji ko apni chuchi aur chootad dikhaye, jisse pitaji ka lund khada ho gaya tha. Toh is baar kyun na ulta kiya jaye? Yeh soch ke, maine pitaji ko peeth ke bal lita diya aur unko chadar se nahi dhaka. Woh itne nashe mein the ki agar thappad bhi maru, toh nahi uthte. Maine dheere se pitaji ka khada lund unke underwear se baahar nikala aur latka diya. Pitaji kanjoos aadmi the, lagta tha yeh underwear saalon se pehen rahe the—bilkul dheela aur phata hua tha. Agar woh uth bhi gaye aur apna lund baahar dekha, toh sochenge ki sote waqt khud hi nikal gaya, toh mujhe kisi ke shak ka dar nahi tha.

Scene set karne ke baad, main nashe ka drama karke apne bedroom mein ghus gaya. Rita jaldi se mujhe sahara dene aayi. Bedroom mein jaate hi, usne thodi si pyar bhari shikayat ki. Pitaji ke kamre se nikalte waqt, main jaan bujh ke apna phone wahi chhod aaya. Bisttar pe let ke, maine aankhein band ki aur haath idhar-udhar chalaya, fir chillaya, “Mera phone kahan hai? Rita, mera phone dhund do…”
“Oh, thik hai honey, tujhe yaad hai tune kahan rakha?” Maine sone ka natak kiya, aur mujhe do-teen baar bulane ke baad jawab na milne pe Rita ne sir hila ke haath chhod diya. Soch ke ki main daaru mein dhoob gaya, woh living room mein dhundne lagi. Achanak usko yaad aaya ki jab hum pitaji ko kamre mein le gaye the, tab mera phone mere paas tha. Usne living room mein dhundna chhoda aur pitaji ke kamre ki taraf badhi. Maine suna jab usne pitaji ka darwaza khola, uske kadam andar gaye, aur us waqt bistar pe let ke meri muththi nervousness se band ho gayi.

Woww kya nazar hoga jab Rita ne apne Sasur ko dekha hoge?

 

[meer56]

Mast update

 

[deddyscock14]

hot update

 

[shikhasingh5362]

Update when bro