Hi, mera naam Ratika hai. Main Delhi ke Paschim Vihar area mein rehti hoon. Meri umar 27 saal hai aur meri shaadi abhi recently huyi hai. Main hamesha hi chuddakkad rahi hoon. Bachpan se hi school mein ladke mere se khoob maze lete the. Desk ke neeche hath daalkar meri gaand sehlate the to kabhi mere boobey pinch kar dete the. Mujhe iss sab mein bada maza aata tha. Waise to main bohot hi seedhi saadhi ladki thi lekin ye sab mujhe bada achcha lagta tha. College mein admission hote hi mujhe lund ki bhook lag gayi. Mera ek boyfriend ban gaya jo har roz college khatam hone ke baad apne ghar le jakar mere saath suhaagraat banata tha. Khoob chodta tha mujhko. Har position mein. Main bhi khoob chudwati thi ussey. Uski badi gandi aadat thi ki uska kahin bhi loda khada ho jaata tha aur phir mujhe usey shaant karna padta tha. Kabhi chudwakar to kabhi chooskar to kabhi haath se muth marwakar. Khair ab main apni asli kahani par aati hoon. Mere ghar mein 4 log the. Mere mummy, papa, main aur mere dadaji. Unn dino mere college ki chuttiyan chal rahi thi aur main lund ke liye taras rahi thi kyunki mera chutiya boyfren apne gharwalo k saath nainital mein apni gaand marwa raha tha. Unn dino mujhe apne dadaji ki nazrein thik nahi lag rahi thi. Kaafi baar main unhe apne boobey aur gaand ko ghurte huye dekha. Mujhe laga ki mera hi dimaag kharab ho gya hai jo aisa soch rahi hoon lekin ek din. Ek din mummy aur papa mausi ke ghar gaye huye the aur uss raat wahi rukne wale the. Main apne dadaji k saath akeli thi. Mujhe laga ye sahi mauka hai ye jaanne ka ki dadaji k mann mein kya hai. Main apne room mein gayi aur ek short nightie pehen li aur apni bra aur kachchi utar di. Main aise hi bahar drawing room mein chali gayi. Dadaji mujhe dekhte hi pagal kutte ki tarah ho gaye. Main unke paas jakar poocha- ‘kya main yahan baith jaun dadaji’. Unhone kaha haan beti aao tum meri god mein baitho. Main unki god mein jaise hi baithi mujhe unka khada hua loda mehsus hogaya. Maine badi masoomiyat se unka loda pakad liya aur poocha- dadaji yeh kya hai aapke pyjame mein?
Dadaji achanak ki gayi meri iss harkat se hadbada gaye aur kehne lage kuch nahi hai beta. Issey chodd do. Maine bhi loda choda nahi balki kaske pakad liya aur boli-‘dadaji batao na ye kya hai’. Dadaji iss sabko meri naadaani samajh rahe the. Unhe andar hi andar mazaa bhi aaraha tha. Unhone mujhse kaha ki ye sab mardon ke paas hota hai. Main naa samjhane ka bhaav banaya to unhone kaha ki kya tumne kabhi nahi dekha? Tum to jawan ho… Maine unse kaha ki dadaji mujhe kuch samajh nahi aaraha. Ye itana sakht kyun hai?
Unhone mujhse kaha ki main ek shart par tumhe bataunga ki tum ye sab kisiko nahi bataogi. Maine kaha ki thik hai. Ab jaldi bataiye na aur unka loda bheench diya. Wo uchal pade. Unhone kaha ruko. Unhone apne pyjame ka nada dheela kiya aur apne kachche mein haath daalkar apna loda bahar nikal liya. Maine aajtak waisa loda nahi dekha tha. Itna mota aur itna bada loda maine sapne mein bhi nahi dekha tha. Unhone mujhse kaha ki lo isse apne haath mein. Maine darte huye ussey apne haath mein liya.
Unhone kaha ki ye dekha hai kabhi. Maie kaha- haan dadaji… Saath wale ghar mein munney ki lulli dekhi hai… Lekin wo to bohot choti si hai. Ye to itana bada aur mota hai. Ye kya hai dadaji.
Dadaji ye sunkar hasne lage. Unhone ab meri gaand sehlani shuru kar di thi. Unhone mujhse poocha ki tumne kachchi kyun nahi pehni. Maine kaha dadaji meri kachchi tight thi to mujhe comfortable nahi lag raha tha isliye maine utar di. Dadaji mere chuttar sehla rahe the aur daba rahe the. Maine phir unse poocha ki isse kya kehte hain dadaji? Dadaji ne kaha ki issey loda kehte hain.
Maine masoomiyat se phir poocha-kya? Unhone apni hansi rokte huye kaha- loda. Maine kaha lodaaa? Ye kaisa naam hai dadaji. Mere mooh se loda sunkar unke lode mein current daud gaya. Maine unse poocha ki ye itna bada kaise hogya dadaji? Tab unhone kaha ki umr ke saath saath ye bhi bada hota jaata hai. Phir unhone mujhse kaha ki isko mooh mein lekar dekho ye bohot tasty hota hai. Maine kaha- chee dadaji… Isse to aap peshab karte hain…Isko kaise mooh mein le sakte hain. Unhone kaha ki maine issey dhoya hua hai aur iska swaad ek baar chakh liya to phir kabhi nahi bhulogi. Maine kaha- achcha? To main isse apne mooh mein kaise loon?
Unhone kaha ruko. Aur apna pyjama utar diya aur mujhe kaha ki main neeche apne ghutno par baith jaun. Maine waisa hi kiya. Uske baad dadaji khade hogaye aur apne lode ko mere mooh par ragadne lage. Mujhe unke lode se saundhi saundhi khooshboo aarahi thi. Phir unhone apne lode ke tope ko mere honthon par phera jaise lipstick lagate hain.
Phir unhone meri naak daba di jiski wajah se meri saans ruk gayi aur maine apna mooh khol diya. Jaise hi maine apna mooh khola unhone apne lode ka topa mere mooh mein ghusa diya. Mujhe aisa laga jaise kisine mere mooh mein apna haath de diya ho. Mera mooh pura khula hua tha tab bhi mujhe dard ho raha tha. Kuch derr baad dadaji ne kaha ki main usko choosoo. Maine loda apne mooh se bahar nikala aur usse dheere dheere choosne lagi. Mujhe to waise hi lund choosna achcha lagta hai. Aur dadaji ka loda to kisiko bhi diwana bana sakta hai. Main chausa aam ki tarah dadaji ka loda choosne lagi.
Dadaji ka haath kab meri chuchi dabane laga mujhe kuch hosh nahi tha. Main to loda chatkare lekar choos rahi thi. Main loda upar se neeche tak chaat rahi thi phir pura loda apni halak tak le jaati. Dadaji to itne mast ho gaye the jaise aasmaan mein udd rahe ho. Unki aankhein band thi aur wo meri chuchi aise daba rahe the jaise ki mera doodh hi nikal denge.
Maine dadaji se kaha ki- dadaji aap sach keh rahe the… Aapka loda to bohot tasty hai… Mann hi nahi kar raha isse apne mooh se bahar nikaalne ka…
Dadaji ne muskurate huye kaha ki beti isse tum kahin bhi lelo bahar nikaalne ka mann nahi karega. Ye cheez badi kamaal ki hai.
Maine masoomiyat ka natak karte huye poocha- matlab?
Dadaji ne kaha ki beti upar utho aur apni ye nighty utar do. Maine kaha nahi dadaji mujhe sharam aati hai. Dadaji ne kaha arey beti mujhse kaisi sharam… Maine to tujhe bachpan mein bohot nanga dekha hai… Dekhoon to sahi meri poti kitni jawan huyi hai. Chal utar de issey.
To be continued
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