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MAYA KI MAYA: AN INCEST SAGA
CHAPTER: 13
KITTU KI MASSAGE 2.0
CHAPTER: 13
KITTU KI MASSAGE 2.0
MARCH 01, 2015
Subah subah maine black nightie pehen li jisse mere chutad ache se dikhte hain aur samne se nipple bhi saaf dikhte hain. Daddy par thodi rehem karne ke liye maine kaale rang ki panty bhi pehen li. Jab wo apne kamre se bahar aaye to main newspaper padh rahi thi.
"Good morning." Maine badi si smile se kaha aur kitchen me chali gayi. "Aaj mausam bahut acha hai."
"...khoobsurat hai."
"Ninni achi aayi?"
"Ek baar jab so gaya tab bahut achi," wo kitchen me hi ghumte hue bole.
Maine us par apni baat jodi,"Main thodi aur neend le sakti hoon abhiii!"
Wo aise hi mere piche aa gaye the aur jaise hi unka hath meri kamar par pada main kood gayi aur unki taraf mudkar muskurane lagi.
Wo mujhe pyar se dekh rahe the aur fir ek dum se aage badhkar sidhe hothon par kiss karne lage. (yayyyyy!) Jab maine unke gale me hath dale to unhone mujhe pairo se utha liya to maine bhi turant unki kamar me apne pair fasa liye. Hum dono ek dusre ko bilkul siddat se kiss karne lage. Unka ek hath mere chutadon ko support kar raha tha aur dusra meri nangi peeth par tha jisse rongte khade ho rahe the.
"(gasp) Oh, Daddy!"
"...oho, maine socha tha ki yahan aakar pehle serious baat karunga."
"Oh? Fir kya hua?"
"Tumne fir seduce kiya mujhe."
"Maine to kuch nahi kiya."
"Haan kiya. Lekin hume sach me-"
"-baat karne ki jarurat hai," maine unki awaz ki nakal karte hue kaha.
"...okay, very funny, lekin sach me karni hai."
"Mujhe pata hai aur shayad aap theek bhi ho. Lekin mujhe wo boundary wali masti me maja nahi aata."
Wo is par haste hue kehne lage,"Abhi main is par isliye baat nahi kar raha kyuki mujhe khakar kaam par jana hai lekin wapas aakar main baat jarur kaurunga. Okay?"
"Okay," maine smile arte hue kaha aur unke liye omellete tayyar karne lagi.
Main imagine kar rahi thi ki shayad hamari sham ki baat se kuch aur masti nikal sake. Tabhi unhone mere chutado par chapat lagayi aur table par baithkar newspaper padhne lage.
"Kal raat jo kaha, main wo sab majak me nahi keh rahi thi," maine kaha.
"Kis bare me?"
"Ki kaise aapne meri help ki hai. Mujhe sach me nahi pata ki pichhli baar kab maine itna.... sukoon mehsoos kiya tha."
"Sach me?"
"Sachi."
Baki ki baatein normal rahi. Haan lekin wo koshish karte rahe ki baat idhar na pahuche ki unhone apni hi beti ke muh me apna sperm dala tha. Main bas muskurate hue unke samne baithkar unhe nashta karte dekhti rahi aur jo kuch wo mangate uske liye tayyar thi. Wo time time par mere doodh dekh lete the lekin mostly khane par hi dhyan raha.
Darwaje par maine unhe lunch diya aur panjo par uthkar unke hothon par kiss kar li. Fir unhe jate hue dekhti rahi. Main sochne lagi ki jab wo lunchbox kholenge aur usme jo safed envelope milega jispar likha hai "For My sweet Daddy" aur uske andar ki photo dekhenge to kya halat hogi.
"Mujhe sach me viswas nahi ho raha ki tumne ye harkat ki," unhone sham ko haste hue kaha. "Achi baat thi ki aaj main jab kha raha tha to mere sath koi nahi baitha tha."
"Haan, lekin mujhe pata tha ki aap akele hi khana khate ho. To, aapko ache lage? Sabse jyada kaunsa pasand aaya?"
Hum dono couch par baithe hue the. Wo apne end par jeans aur black tshirt me aur main apne pink shorts aur short sleeve ke white top me. Jiske cleavage se safed lace wali bra saaf dikh rahi thi. Main unki god me pair rakh kar dusre end ka sahar liye hue baithi thi.
"Tumhe yahi baat puchni hai?" unhone thoda uncomfortable hote hue kaha.
"Haan, I'm curious."
"Hurrr... vaise... wo jisme tumhari badi si smile thi...jo hamesha tab hi aati hai jab tumhe wo chiz mil jati hai jo tumhe chahiye hoti hai. Aur wo...bada si boond...upar wale hothon se tumhare muh me ja rahi thi."
"Heheheh."
"Okay, ye nahi ab, isi se sab gadbad shuru hoti hai," Unhone serious hokar kaha lekin tab bhi unke chehre par smile aa gayi.
"I'm just happy ki aapko pasand aaye."
"Ek baat puchun?"
"Haan."
"Tumne kuch baatein kahin hain mujhse...mere bare me, jinke bare me maine socha. Kittu,... kaise puchun...lekin,...tum mujhse attracted ho kya?"
"..um... mujhe acha lagta hai aapke sath. Bahut jyada. Aur jab main kehti hoon na ki I love you, aap jitna sochta ho usse kuch jyada manti hoon main. Bahut hi jyada, shayad."
"Okay,....dekho, main ignore nahi kar paa raha aur mujhe lagta hai ki tum jaanbujhkar mujhe apni taraf excite karne ki koshish karti ho aur successful bhi ho rahi ho."
"...aap gussa ho?"
"Nahi, haan thodi der ke liye tha, lekin...fuck. Mujhe bas tumhari fikr hai, okay? Main nahi chahta ki jab itni mehnat ke baad maine tumhe itna bada kiya hai uske baad ek galti ki vajah se tumhari puri life kharab ho jaye!"
"...lekin, aap abhi gussa nahi ho na?"
"Nahi," unhone gehri saas chhodte hue kaha. "Vaise bhi main tumse gussa rah hi kahan pata hoon."
Main apne nakhuno se khelne lagi. "Aap meri life kharab nahi karoge. Mujhe pata hai ki mujhe kya chahiye."
"Tum sirf unnees saal ki ho."
"Mujhe pata hai ki mujhe kya chahiye."
"...Kittu, sirf is baar, mujh par trust kar lo aur jo main keh raha hoon wo maan lo, ye tumhare liye acha hoga."
"Mujhe pata hai ki mujhe kya chahiye."
"Fuck,...kittu, is umr me, tumhe nahi pata ki aage kya ho sakta hai aur iske kya nuksan honge. Koi computer ya dancing job nahi hai...ye important hai. thoda door ka socho, jaisa maine hamesha se sikhaya hai."
"Maine socha hai, sachchi. Maine kaha na, mujhe koi ladka nahi chahiye aur mujhe koi ganda sa aadmi bhi nahi chahiye jo bachche paida karne ke liye mera use kare. Mujhe bas koi chhaiye jo mujhe vaisa feel karaye jaisa aap karate ho."
"Fir se," Unhone mehnat karte hue kaha,"tum sirf unnees saal ki ho. Aur tum to kisi naye ladke se mil bhi nahi rahi, tumne jaise dhundhna hi band kar diya hai. Tumhara to koi boyfriend bhi nahi hai."
"Main boyfriend banakar chudna nahi chahti. Aapne hi sikhaya hai ye."
"Maine ye to mana nahi kiya ki koi acha sa ladka boyfriend mat banao."
"Daddy! Aapko pata ki hamari generation me ache ladke hote bhi hain. Sab chutiye apne phone me ghushe padde rahte hain aur aajkal ki relationship bas messages me hoti hain. 24 ghante nigrani. Kahan ho? Kya kar rahi ho? in sabka meaning kya hai. Aur sabhi ladko ko ladkiyon ki choot me jane ki padi hai aur wahin ladkiyon ko ladkon ke lund se matlab hai. Main in sabme nahi padne wali!"
"Okay, okay, shant..shant." unhone haste hue kaha. "Tumne kabhi socha ki shayad tumhare itne high hormones ke karan ye ho raha hoga."
"Usse farq nahi padta. Maine kaha na, mujhe pata hai ki mujhe kya chahiye. Mujhe ek asli aadmi chahiye aur wo aap ho. Full stop."
"...i'm flattered, lekin ye nahi ho sakta."
"Oh!....Daddy!" main pareshan ho gayi thi, maine turant unke hath ko pakadkar apni god me khich liya. "Aapne subah meri baat nahi suni? Mere liye sex sirf physical chiz nahi hai... ek psychological side bhi hai jo ki satisfy hona bahut jaruri hai mere liye. Aur ye badi baat hai. Kal raat jo hua wo maine aajtak akele mehsoos nahi kiya hai. Aur aapko pata jab aap kehte ho ki main wo dobara nahi paa sakti to aisa lagta hai jaise koi kisi mareez ko dawai ke liye mana kar raha aho! Daddy, mujhe aapka lund chahiye hai to chahiye hai!"
"Okay, relax" Unhone pyar se kaha. Wo shayad meri kasmasati ungliyan dekhkar theher gaye the.
"Kittu, tumhe ye meri side se dekhna hoga. Mera matlab, fuck, tum beti ho meri. Mujhe kaisa mehsoos hota hoga?"
"Aap chodna chahte ho mujhe."
to be continued...
