Ek baar ki baat hai, ek traditional joint family mein rehti thi ek jawan bahu, naam tha uska Priya. Woh bohat khubsurat thi saaf gora rang, lambi kali zulfein, badi badi aankhein, aur ekdum perfect curvy figure jo saree mein aur bhi qaatil lagta tha. Uske pati, Rohan, foreign mein job karte the, saal mein ek do baar hi aate. Ghar mein sirf Priya, uski saas (jo zyada tar mandir aur kitty party mein busy rehti thi), aur sasur ji Shri Arvind ji, 58 saal ke mazboot aur handsome mard. Sasur ji roz subah yoga karte, aur ab bhi unki body ekdum fit thi.
Ek din Diwali ke baad wali raat thi. Saas ji apni behan ke ghar gayi hui thi teen din ke liye. Ghar mein sirf Priya aur Arvind ji the. Raat ko heavy barsaat shuru ho gayi, bijli kaafi der se aa ja rahi thi. Priya apne room mein akeli thi, garmi se bechain, sirf ek red silk nighty pehni hui jo uske badan se chipki hui thi.
Arvind ji ne awaz di, “Priya beta, zara drawing room mein aa jana, yahan deepak jalaye hain, baith kar baat karte hain.”
Priya deepak le kar aayi aur sasur ji ke bagal mein sofa pe baith gayi. Deepak ki halki roshni mein unki nazar Priya ke gehre neckline pe padi, jahan se uske bade bade boobs ka cleavage saaf dikhai de raha tha. Arvind ji ka dil zor se dhadka. Unhone dheere se kaha, “Beta, Rohan kitne din se bahar hai? Tumhe kitni tanhaai mehsoos hoti hogi…”
Priya sharma kar sar neeche kar liya, “Papa ji, aap kya baat kar rahe hain…”
Arvind ji ne uska haath apne haath mein liya, “Main sab samajhta hoon beta. Aurat ka dil aur jism dono ko pyar ki zaroorat hoti hai. Main bhi akela hoon itne saalon se…”
Priya ki saansein tez ho gayin. Arvind ji ne uske gaal pe haath phera, phir gardan pe. “Papa ji… yeh theek nahi…” Priya ne halke se kaha, lekin usne haath nahi hataya.
Arvind ji ne usko apni taraf khincha aur uske narm honthon pe kiss kar diya. Pehle Priya hichkichayi, lekin phir usne bhi jawab diya. Kiss lambi aur gehri hoti gayi. Arvind ji ke haath nighty ke andar gaye, uske bade mulayam boobs ko masalne lage, nipples ko ungliyon se chhedne lage. Priya se reh na gaya, woh siski, “Ahh… Papa ji… kitna achha lag raha hai…”
Arvind ji ne kaha, “Aaj se main tumhara har dukh door karunga, meri rani bahu.” Unhone Priya ko godi mein uthaya aur apne bedroom mein le gaye. Bed pe litaya, nighty upar utha kar utar di. Priya bilkul nangi thi ab uska gora jism deepak ki roshni mein chamak raha tha.
Arvind ji ne apna kurta-pajama utara. Unka lund pehle se hi sakht aur mota tha Priya ne dekha to aankhein badi ho gayin, “Papa ji… itna bada…”
Arvind ji muskura kar uske boobs chusne lage, nipples ko muh mein le kar chuse, phir neeche aaye aur uski geeli choot ko jeebh se chatne lage. Priya tadap uthi, “Ohhh Papa ji… aise kabhi nahi kiya kisi ne… ahh… mat rukna… jaldi andar daalo…”
Arvind ji ne apna mota lund uski choot pe ragda, dheere dheere andar ghusa diya. Priya dard aur maze ke maare chillayi, “Ahh… Papa ji… dheere… phir zor se…” Arvind ji ne rhythm pakda aur zor zor se dhakke marne lage. Bed hil raha tha, Priya bhi kamar utha utha ke saath de rahi thi, “Haan Papa ji… aur zor se… aaj apni bahu ko chod do… phad do meri choot… ahhh… main jhar rahi hoon…”
Dono ek saath climax pe pahunche. Pasina se tar dono ek doosre se lipat kar lete rahe.
Us raat ke baad, jab bhi saas ji bahar jaati ya ghar mein mauka milta, Arvind ji aur Priya chupke se milte. Kabhi kitchen mein, kabhi terrace pe, kabhi raat ko Priya sasur ke room mein chali jaati. Unka yeh gupt rishta un dono ke liye ek nasha ban gaya tha har baar nayi position, nayi jagah, aur beinteha maza.
Koi shak nahi karta tha, lekin ghar ke andar ek aag si jal rahi thi jo sirf un dono ko hi dikhti thi.
The End. 🔥
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