In the serene, tree-lined suburbs of Pune, where old bungalows hid behind high compound walls and bougainvillea crept over iron gates, Mahesh Sharma lived with his 22-year-old daughter, Bhavya. He had raised her alone after her mother left when Bhavya was barely three. Now, fresh out of college and staying home while she figured out her future, the house felt smaller, warmer, and far more dangerous than it ever had. Mahesh was 45, still powerfully built from years in the construction business. Salt-and-pepper hair, strong arms, and quiet confidence. Bhavya had grown into a breathtaking young woman — long, wavy auburn hair, bright green eyes she inherited from her mother, and a body that curved generously in all the right places. She moved around the house in tiny shorts and loose tank tops, completely at ease, unaware — or perhaps fully aware — of the effect she had on him. It began innocently. Late-night movies on the large sofa in the living room. Bhavya would curl into his side li...
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Mera naam Aditya hai. Main Konkan, Maharashtra se hoon. College khatam hone ke baad 2020 mein lockdown ke time family ke restaurant mein help kar raha tha. Job market bilkul dead tha.
Humare pados mein hi Jaitapkar aunty rehti thi.
Unka beta Sanket mera school time ka dost tha. Aunty primary school teacher thi
aur bahut hi hot, mature figure wali thi – badi choochiyan, moti gaand aur woh
classic Indian aunty wali glow. Unke pati (uncle) government job mein the. Do
mahine pehle unki transfer suddenly Gujarat ke kisi chhote shehar mein ho gayi
thi. Uncle wahan settle ho gaye the aur abhi tak ghar nahi aa paye the. Sirf
video call pe baat hoti thi.
Ek din subah Aunty ka call aaya. “Adi beta, kya
kar rahe ho? Thoda time nikal sakte ho?”
Main bola, “Haan Aunty, batao na. Kya kaam
hai?”
Unhone kaha, “Beta, ghar mein kuch naye
furniture aaya hai – sofa set aur almari. Delivery wale ne upar tak nahi
chadhaya. Sanket toh Pune chala gaya hai studies ke liye. Tu hi mera beta jaisa
hai… thoda help kar dega kya? Main akeli kuch nahi kar paa rahi.”
Main turant maan gaya. “Theek hai Aunty, 10
minute mein aa raha hoon.”
Main unke ghar pahuncha. Aunty ne darwaza
khola. Woh ek simple cotton saree mein thi, lekin pallu thoda loose tha. Uski
badi choochiyan aur deep cleavage saaf dikhai de rahi thi. Maine notice kiya ki
do mahine se pati ke bina woh thodi zyada lonely aur desperate lag rahi thi.
Maine unke naye sofa aur almari ko lift karke
unke bedroom aur living room mein set kar diya. Thoda electrical wiring bhi
adjust karna pada. Kaam khatam karte waqt main paseena-paseena ho gaya tha.
Aunty kitchen se chai aur snacks le aayi. Mere
paas baith gayi aur muskurate hue boli, “Shukriya Adi… agar tu na hota toh main
kya karti? Do mahine se ghar mein bilkul sannata hai. Sanket bhi nahi hai aur
uske papa toh Gujarat mein busy rehte hain. Kabhi-kabhi bahut akelapan feel
hota hai.”
Usne apne pallu se mera paseena poch diya. Phir
uska haath dheere se mere thigh pe aa gaya aur thoda squeeze kiya.
Main ne casually kaha, “Aunty, koi baat nahi.
Aapko kabhi bhi kuch chahiye toh bas call kar dena. Main pados mein hi hoon, ek
minute mein aa jaunga.”
Aunty ne halke se sigh kiya aur boli, “Beta…
yeh akelapan sirf dil ka nahi hai. Sharir bhi tadapta hai kabhi-kabhi… samajh
rahe ho na?”
Main chup raha. Us waqt mujhe laga ki Aunty
kuch hint de rahi hai, lekin main confirm nahi kar paa raha tha.
Shaam hone tak main wahan tha. Jab main jaane
laga tab Aunty ne mujhe rok liya.
“Adi… aaj raat ko free ho? Ghar mein bilkul dar
lag raha hai. Do mahine se akeli so rahi hoon. Thoda baat karne ke liye aa
jaana… please.”
Main ne ghar pe bol diya ki dost ke ghar prep
ke liye ja raha hoon aur raat ko wapas aaunga.
Raat 10:30 baje main unke ghar pahuncha. Aunty
ne darwaza khola. Is baar woh ek thin black silk maxi pehne thi – bilkul
see-through. Andar kuch nahi tha. Uski badi-badi choochiyan aur dark brown
nipples saaf dikh rahe the. Woh thodi si nervous aur excited dono lag rahi thi.
Woh turant mere seene se lipat gayi aur rone
lagi. “Adi… do mahine ho gaye hain. Pati video call pe baat karta hai lekin
yahan aata nahi. Main aur kitna akela rahungi?”
Woh ro rahi thi. Main andar gaya aur usse gale
lagaya. Uske bade boobs mere seene se dab gaye. Woh perfume lagaati thi jo
dimag ghuma deta tha.
“Aunty, main hoon na… akeli mat feel karo.”
Usne mujhe aur kheench liya. Uske haath mere
thigh pe the – is baar bilkul mere hard lund ke paas. Maine uski kamar pakdi
aur uske gaal pe kiss kiya. Woh thoda saanp si kar rahi thi.
Phir usne kaha, “Beta… yeh akelapan sirf aaj ka
nahi hai. Sanket ke papa Dubai mein hain, kabhi ghar nahi aate. Physical needs
bhi toh hote hain na…”
Yeh sunke mera lund aur khada ho gaya. Maine
uske lips pe zor se kiss kiya. Woh bhi respond karne lagi. Kiss ke beech maine
uski choochiyan zor-zor se dabayi. Nipples ko pinch kiya. Woh moan kar rahi
thi.
Achanak usne mujhe dhakka diya aur boli, “Aaj
main teacher hoon… tu sirf obey karega. Samjha?”
Main ne sirf “Yes ma’am” bola.
Woh turant ghutno pe baith gayi. Meri pant
khinch kar nikaali aur mera mota lund bahar nikaal diya. Pehle usne apni
ungliyon se tease kiya, phir poora muh mein le liya. Deepthroat karte hue woh
mujhe aankhon mein dekh rahi thi. Gaaliyan nikaal rahi thi, “Kitna bada aur
mota hai tera… maine sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha.”
Maine uske baal pakde aur uske muh mein zor-zor
se dhakke maare. Woh gag kar rahi thi lekin ruk nahi rahi.
Phir usne kaha, “Ab tu meri seva kar.”
Woh nangi ho gayi. Uski mature, hairy chut
bilkul wet thi. Maine usko bed pe dhakka diya, uske taange kandhe pe rakh ke
zor se chatna shuru kiya. Do ungli andar daal ke jor-jor se finger fuck kar
raha tha. Woh pagal ho rahi thi – “Adi… fuck… aur zor se… meri chut ko kha jaa
beta!”
Usne apni choochiyan khud dabate hue chillaya,
“Main aa rahi hoon… Adiii!!”
Pehla orgasm usko mila. Uske pair kaanp rahe
the. Maine nahi roka. Uski clit chus-ta raha aur teesri ungli bhi daal di. Woh
dobara jhad gayi – is baar chut se paani nikal aaya.
Ab woh pagal ho chuki thi. “Ab chod mujhe…
andar daal apna lund!”
Maine usko ghodi banaya. Uske bade gaand pe
zor-zor se thappad maare. Laal ho gaye the. Phir uski hairy chut mein ek hi
dhakke mein poora lund pel diya. Woh zor se chilla uthi, “Ahhh… faad diya… aur
zor se maar!”
Maine uske baal pakde, gardan pe haath rakh ke
choke kiya aur full speed se chodne laga. Har dhakke pe uski gaand hil rahi
thi. Woh bol rahi thi, “Aur zor se… jaise koi randi ko chodta hai… main teri
hoon aaj!”
Maine position change kiya – usko missionary
mein litaya, taange kandhe pe rakh ke bahut gehraai tak chod raha tha. Uski
choochiyan hil rahi thi. Maine nipples ko kaata aur chusa. Woh do baar aur jhad
chuki thi.
Last mein maine kaha, “Ab main teacher hoon… tu
meri submissive randi banegi. Samjhi?”
Usne aankhen band karke bola, “Haan Daddy… jo
marzi karo.”
Maine usko doggy mein ghodi banaya aur tezi se
chodte hue uski gaand pe thappad padte rahe. Jab main jhadne wala tha toh usne
kaha, “Andar hi daal… creampie kar mujhe… main pregnant nahi hone wali.”
Main ne zor-zor se dhakke maare aur uski chut
ke andar hi poora maal bhar diya. Dono saath mein chillaye.
Uske baad hum dono thak kar let gaye. Usne mera
lund haath mein leke bola, “Adi… aaj se tu jab bhi free ho… yahan aana. Main
teri wait karungi… Daddy.”
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