Seema ki Namkeen Choot or Mota Lund

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Seema ki daaastan, jissko uske papa ka mota lund mila.
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Script: Seema ki daaastan, jissko uske papa ka mota lund mila...

Tags: seema ki choot, seema ki gaand, moti gaand, mummey, mote mummey, papa ka ludn, mota lund, ghore jaisa lund, main mar gayi, haye main mar gayi

Main kabhi nahin maanta tha ki incest sach ho sakta hai. lekin kuch din pehle maine dekha ki incest ek sachaayee hai. aur ek baat baataoon.....incest is very erotic....more erotic than normal boy-girl stuff. maine khud kabhi incest nahin kiya (darr lagta hai) , kiya hai toh imagination mein. kher, jo story maine likh raha hoon vo ek ladki ki zubaani hai.

Main SEEMA, age 20 saal. main apne maa-baap ki akeli aulaad hoon. Hum gaon mein rehte theh. mere papa kheti baadi karte hain. jab main choti thee toh papa ne mujhe gaon ke school mein daal diya. vo school 12th tak tha. 12th ke baad maine papa se kaha ki main aage padnaa chahti hoon par hamare gaon mein koi college nahin tha isliye mujhe shahar aana pada.shahar aakar mera admission ek girls college main ho gaya aur main shahar mein hi ek girls hostel mein rehne lagi.

papa zyada pade-likhe nahin hain isliye unhone mujhe kaha tha ki padaee ke maamle mein main jaise theek samjhu karloon. Shahar aa kar main toh hakki-bakki reh gayee. Shahar ki ladkiyon ke kapde dekh kar mujhe laga ki mujhe vaapas gaon chale jaana chahiye...kahin main shahar ke mahaul mein bigad na jaaoon. lekin phir socha ke mujhe toh padaee se matlab hain naki mahaul se. papa kabhi shahar nahin aaye theh. mera admission karane bhi main apni school ki madam ke saath aayee thee. agar papa shahar aate aur yahan ki ladkiyon ke kapde dekhte toh shayad mujhe yahan kabhi na padne dete. Hamare gaon mein ladkiyaan sirf salwaar suit hi pehentee thee aur vo bhi kaafi loose. Shahar mein toh kisi ladki ko loose ka matlab hi naihn pata tha. Jise dekho tight jeans, tight t-shirt, sleeveless shirt, skirt, aur agar salwaar kamiz toh vo bhi bahut tight. Yahan tak ki hamare college ki teachers bhi blouse pehenti toh deep cut aur kuch teachers toh saree navel ke neeche baandhtee thee. Lekin main toh vahi loose salwaar kamiz pehenti thee. Shahar main jahan dekho deewaron par adult filmo ke poster lage hote theh jisme hero-heroine nange hokar pyaar kar rahe hote theh.

Hamare hostel ki lobby mein ek t.v. bhi thaa. Kyoonki hamare gaon mein t.v. nahin tha isliya mujhe t.v. chalana nahin aata tha lekin hostel mein ek ladki ne mujhe sikha diya. T.V. par ads, filme aur gaane dekh kar main heraan reh gayee. Mujhe laga kitni gandagee hai shahar mein. In sab cheezon ne mere andar ek ajeeb see halchal machaa dee thee. Roz raat ko sote waqt main yeh sochti thee ki shahar mein itna nangapan kyun hai. ek din hostel ke t.v. par main akeli hi ek film dekh rahee thee. film mein ladka ladki ke hoton par kiss karta hai. maine socha kya hoton par bhi kiss hoti hai. phir ladka ladki ke mouth mein apni jeebh daal deta hai aur dono ek doosre ki jeebh chaat-teh hain. Yeh sab dekh kar mujhe kuch hone laga aur maine t.v. band kar diya. Lekin socha dekhtee hoon kya-kya hota hai so tv phir se on kar diya. ab ladka ladki kee shirt oopar karke uske pet par kiss kar raha hota, phir vo ladki ki shirt utaar kar uske breast dabane aur choosne lagta hai, phir ladki ki jeans nikalta hi, phir kachchi(panty) aur phir uske taangon ke beech mein chaat-ne lagta hai. phir vo apni pant utaar kar apna lund ladki ki choot main daal kar aage-peeche karne lagta hai. Yeh sab dekh kar meri haalat kharab ho gayee aur main tv band karke sone chali gayee. aisee film roz aati thee aur mian roz hee dekhtee thee.

Maine notice kiya kee yeh sab dekhne mein mujhe maza aata hai aur sochne lagi ki asli mein sex karne mein kitna maza aata hoga. Ab mujhe pata chala ki shahar ki ladkiyaan erotic kapde kyon pehentee hain...asal mein unhe sex mein maza aata hai aur vo usse bura nahin maanti. Hamare college ki kuch chutiyan huin toh main gaon chalee aayee. papa mummy mujhe dekh kar bahut khush hue. kuch der tak meri padaee ke baare mein pooch kar papa khet mein chale gaye aur main mummy se baaten karti rahi. dupher hui toh mummy ne kaha : mum : Seema, main tere papa ko khet mein roti dene jaa rahi hoon main : laao mummy, main de aati hoon, bahut dino se apne khet bhi nahin dekhe, kheton ki bhi bahut yaad aati hai mum : theek hai, tu hi de aa, pehle bhi toh too hi jaati thee main papa ka roti ka tiffin lekar khet mein chaldi.

Papa khet mein sirf lungi pehente theh. Papa ko maine pehele bhi aise dekha tha lekin aaj pata nahin mujhe andar se kuch ho raha tha. Papa ki achi-khasi muscles thee aur chest chaudi. Papa chera masoom tha. Papa ne lungi apni navel ke neeche baandi hui thee aur unka poora badan paseene se bhara tha. papa zameen mein faavda(tool to dig groung) chala rahe theh. Main : papa Papa : arre Seema, tu Main : papa roti laayi hoon Papa : apni mummy ko hee aane deti, too safar karke aayee hai, thak gayee hogi Main : nahin toh Phir papa roti khane lage. Main papa ke badan ko dekh rahi thee. Pehli baar mujhe eshsaas hua ki mere papa kitne muscular hain, kitne chaudi chest hai aur chest pe baal kitne achche lagte hain aur navel bhi pyaari hai. Main sochne lagi yeh mujhe kya ho gaya hai, bhala koi beti apne papa ko iss angle se dekhti hai, par kya karoon, control nahin hota. Jab papa roti kha chuke toh main khet se wapas aate waqt yeh hi sochti rahi ki yeh mujhe kya ho gaya hai, mera dil kuch karma chahta, par kya karma chahta hai main yeh na samajh paayi.

Raat ko hum log zameen par hi chaadar bhichaa kar sote theh. Meri aankhon ke saamne baar baar papa ki body aa rahi thee. Main papa aur mummy ke beech soti thee, abhi main unke liye bachee thee. Raat ko sote waqt mujhe laga koi mere stanno (breast) par haath pher raha hai. Phir dheere dheere vo haath mere stanno ko dabaane lage. Mujhe bhi maza aane laga. Phir vo haath mere taangon (legs) ke beech mein rub karne lage, mujhe laga ki yeh mere papa hi hain..main unki chati par haath pherne lagi aur unki lungi utaarne lagi..unhone meri salwaar nikaldi..phir meri kachhi (panty) ...aur meri choot ko jaise hi unhone kiss kiya ... meri aankh khul gayeee......dekha toh yeh mera sapna thaa..papa toh ek taraf so rahe theh..... Lekin meri taangon ke beech mein sach mein aag lagi hui thee. Kya ek beti apne baap se sex ka sapna bhi dekh sakti hai? Ek taraf toh mujhe guilty feel ho rahi thee toh doosri taraf mujhe mazaa bhi aa raha tha. Kher, agle din dupher ko main phir papa ko khet pe khana dene gayee. Papa : le aahyee khana Main : haan papa, chalo kaam choro aur pehle khaa lo Papa khaane lage Main : papa, mere college mein sab ladkiyaan naye naye kapde pehen kar aati hain, aur main wohi puraane Papa : toh beti naye kapde silwalo Main : gaon se har baar silwati hoon, is baar shahar se silwaloon? Papa : kyon? Main : shahar mein kapdo ki quality gaon se achchee hai aur paison ka koi khaas farak nahin hai, meri college ki saheliyan vahin se silwati hain Papa : theek hai, jaate waqt mujhse paise leti jaana aur silwalena lekin jab agli baar gaon aa toh naye kapde apni maa ko dikhana zaroor Main : theek hai.. Agle din maine shahar wapas jaana thaa. Papa ne mujhe paise de diye theh.

Jab main chalne lagi toh us waqt papa khet mein theh. Main : mummy, main jaane se pehle papa se khet par mil ke aati hoon Mum : koi baat nahin beti, unhe pata toh hai hi ke toone jaana hai Main : koi baat naihin, bus ek minute mein aati hoon Main khet mein papa se milne chali aayee. Papa as usual sirf lungi mein theh Main : papa Papa : arre Seema Main : papa main jaa rahi hoon Main papa se lipat gayee aur emotional hokar boli Main : papa mujhe aapki bahut yaad aati hai Papa : beti yaad toh humein bhi bahut aati hai tumhari Main papa ke nange badan se lipti hui thee...papa ki peeth par haath pher rahi thee..mere stann papa ki chest ke touch mein theh..

Papa : beti mere paseene se tere kapde kaharab ho jaayenge Main papa se aur kus ke lipat gayee aur halke halke apne breast papa ki chest se ragadne lagi Main : papa agar mujhe aapki bahut yaad aaye toh main kya kiya karoon? Iss ragadaayee mein mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha...papa kya samajhte...vo bahut bhole theh Papa : jab bhi tumhe bahut yaad aaye toh kuch dinno ke liye gaon aa jaayaa karo Ab main papa se alag hui lekin apne haath maine papa ki chest par pherne lagi Main : jald hi hamari college ki kuch aur chutiyaan hongi toh main aa jaaongi.......achcha toh ab chalti hoon Papa : achcha beti....khush raho Khush toh main apni tamanaa poori karne par hi hoongi...maine dil mein socha Shahar aakar bhi main papa ke jism ko naa bhulaa payee. Itni baar toh papa se sapne mein sex karte hue meri choot geele ho jaati thee Maine faislaa kar liya ki meri pyaas ko mere papa hi bujhaaenge Maine agle din lady tailor se suit silwaaye..maine kameez ko tight silwaya aur salwaar ko bhi...maine kameez ko kafi deep-cut silwaaya aur saamne kuch button rakhwaye....

phir mainE ek shop par jaakar ek skirt , tight aur chota top aur ek maxi (fully covered nighty) lee. Mujhe yeh pata thaa ki kuch dinno baad mummy apne maaike chali jaaengi aur do weeks se pehle nahin aayengi. Maine college se do hafton ki leave lee aur aur chaldi gaon......... Aaj maine apna purana gaon wala kameez-salwaar pehena tha in case mummy na gayee ho toh....Shaam ko gaon pahunchi toh ghar mein koi nahin tha. main khet ki taraf chaldi. Ab khet ki fasal meri height se oonchi ho gayee thee isliye koi khet mein asaani se dikhta nahin tha...Maine socha yeh bhi toh achcha hi hai Itni oonchi fasal mein maine papa ko dhoond hi liya Main : papa...main aa gayee Main papa se jaakar lipat gayee....aur haan..papa sirf lungi mein theh. Papa : arre beti, tu kab aayee Main : abhi abhi, pehle ghar gayee thee toh wahan koi naa tha Main apne breast papa ki chest se ragadne lagi....maza aa raha tha Papa : teri mummy apne maaike gayee hai....

Main : kab gayee mummy Papa : aaj subeh hi toh...usse pata hota ki tone aana hai toh ruk jaati Isiliye toh main shaam ko aayee hoon....tum kya jaano. Main papa ko aur kus ke lipat gayee Papa : Seema tum toh kuch zyada hi udaas rehne lagi ho Maine socha sab kuch abhi karne se kaam bigad sakta hai....aakhir ek baap apni beti ko itni asaani se nahi chodega...mujhe apne papa ke dande ko apni choot ki taraf dheere dheere aakarshit karma hoga. Main alag hui Main : haan papa, ghar ki yaad kuch zyaada hi aane lagi hai...kher, main ghar chalti hoon aap jaldi aa jaana Papa : theek hai.. Ghar aa kar main plan sochne lagi. Mujhe pata tha ki agar main ek dum se open ho gayee toh baat bugad saktee hai....main chahati thee ke papa khud hi bebus ho jaaye aur unhe lage ki iss kaam ke wo khud bhi responsible hain.

Maine socha saara kaam kal se shuru kiya jaaye. Raat ko haum baap-beti ek saath toh soye lekin maine kuch nahin kiya...aur papa ne kya karma tha, unke liye toh main beti ke alaava aur kuch na thee. Main raat ko bhi wahi purane salwaar-kameez mein soyee. Agle din subeh maine papa ke liye nashta banaya Main : papa main dupher ko khet par roti le aaoongi Papa : achcha.. papa ke jaane ke baad main nahaayi aur apna shahar mein silwaya hua tight , deep-cut suit pehna. Dupher hui toh papa ka khana khet par lekar chaldi...main toh excitement se maree jaa rahi thee. Mere deep-cut kameez mein se mere ubhaar (breast) kafi exposed theh...button kholne ki der thee ki ubhaar saaf dikhte...bra to aaj maine pehnee hi nahin thee. main : papa papa :Seema, le aayee roti Mera suit floroscent green color ka thaa...

jab papa ne mujhe dekha toh vo thode haeraan se hue...aakhir apni beti ke ubhaaron ki jhalak pehlee baar mili thee main : chalo pehle kha lo papa : toone kha liya? main : mujhe abhi bhook nahin hai papa roti khane lage main : papa, aapne mera suit nahin dekha papa : haan, rang achcha hai...par kya yeh thoda tight aur chota nahin hai.. main : chota...kahan se? papa : saamne se.. main : saamne se? kahan saamne se? papa : saamne se...mera matlab hai...chaati se.. main : ohh..chaati se, nahin toh, yeh toh shahar mein aam hai papa : kya tumhe college mein aise suit pehene dete hai main : sab aise pehente hain......balki yeh toh kuch bhi nahin.. papa : koi mujhe bata raha tha ki shahar ka mahaul aisa hi hai main : haan vo toh hai...lekin mujhe toh apne par control hai papa : achchi baat hai beti....tujhe apne aap ko aise mahaul se bachaa ke rakhna chaiye papa ne roti khaa lee toh main ghar jaane ke liye chali, do teen kdam par hee maine per (foot) mudne (sprain) ka bhana kiya aur gir gayee main : ooohh......papa.. papa bhagte hue aaye papa : kya hua beti?

main : papa..per mud (sprain) gaya..bahut dard ho rahi hai papa ne mera sandal nikala aur dekhne lage papa : kahan se muda hai...kahan dard ho rahi hai? main : oohh..papa....bahut dard ho rahi hai papa : chal ghar chal....koi davaa laga le...chal beti khadee ho main jaise hi khadi ho kar thoda chalne ki koshish ki toh phirse gir gayee papa : arre, kya hua beti...chala nahin jaa raha main : nahin papa...chalne mein toh aur bhi dukhtaa hai papa : beti, thodi koshish kar, ghar jaa kar davaa laga kar hi dard khatam hoga, ghar toh jaan hi hai, hena....

Main phirse uthi , thoda chali par phir gir padi Main : nahin papa, mujhse bilkul nahin chala jaa raha Papa : phir toh tujhe uthaa ke hi le jaana padega Yehi toh main chahti thee...papa mujhe uthaaein...unka ek haath meri taangon ke neeche aur doosra haath meri peeth ke neeche...aur main unke nange jism se chipki hui... Jab papa mujhe uthaa rahe theh toh maine jaldi se apne suit ke saamne ke button khol diye...aur mere aadhe se zyaada ubhaar bahar aa gaye.. Ab main papa ki goad mein thee aur meri chaati khula darbaar bani hui thee Main : papa bahut dard ho rahi hai Papa ne meri taraf dekha toh unki eyes pehle wahin gayee toh main chahti thee......

mere ubhaaron ko dekhte hue bole Papa : bus beti ghar chal ke sab theek ho jaayega Maine jhoot-moot mein aankhein band karleen aur dekha ki papa ruk-ruk kar meri golaaiyaan (breast) dekh rahe hain........kisi baap ke saamne uski beti ki aadhi chaati nangi ho toh vo bechara khul ke dekh bhi nahin sakta...... Papa ne mujhe uthaa rakha tha, isliye meri hips papa ki penis ki height par thee....suddenly mujhe hips par kuch hard feel hua....main samajh gayee yeh kya....mere papa ka lora.......aaj baap beti kitne paas hokar bhi kitne door theh....dande aur ched mein mushkil se chaar inch ka faasla tha Ghar pahunchte hi papa ne mujhe litaa diya......meri aankhen band thee....par chati toh khulee thee Papa : beti ghar aa gaya hai Main : papa, kuch karo na..dard ho raha hai Papa : almaari mein davaa rakhi hai...main lata hoon Papa disprin ki goli laaye aur saath mein paani. Paani peete waqt maine jaan-moojh kar paani apne breast par girne diya....ab mere aadhe nange ubhaaron par paani tha. Maine goli le lee aur phirse aankhein band karke let gayee....papa baar baar mere ubhaaron ko dekh rahe theh....jawaan beti ke geele ubhaar....baap kare toh kya kare.

maine socha itna kafi hai abhi ke liye Main : papa, aapko jaana hai toh jaao, khet mein kaam poora kar aao, ab dard mein pehle se farak hai Papa : theek hai....main jald hi kaam karke aata hoon Maine socha kaam karke aata hoon yaa kaam karne aata hoo....... Raat ko papa aaye toh main thoda chalne lagee thee Papa : beti farak pada? Main : haan papa, thoda thoda Phir humne roti khaayee............ Ab mera jalwa dikhaane ka time aa gaya tha...maine shahar se lee hui maxi (fully covered nighty) pehenee.....is maxi ka advantage yeh tha ki yeh bina kuch expose kiye bhi sab kuch expose kar sakti thee....maine lipstick aur rooz bhi lagaa liya........maxi pehen ke main papa ke saamne aayee toh papa mujhe dekh kar thode haeraan aur thode khush bhhi. Haeraan isliye ki unhone pehlee baar aisee dress dekhee thee aur khush isliye ki unki beti sunder lag rahi thee Main : papa, maine yeh shahar se yeh kapde bhi liye hain..kaise hain?

Papa : achche hain, par isme neend aa jaayegi? Main : aur kya, shahar mein toh ladkiyaan aur aurtein raat ko yehi pehan kar soti hain Papa : achcha Zameen pe bistar lag chukka thaa.....Main papa ke paas jaa kar baith gayee Main : papa, jo davaa aapne shaam ko dee thee vo bahut puraani ho chuki hai aura uska asar nahin hoga Papa : achcha..mujhe toh pata hi nahin tha... Main : dheere dheere dard bad raha hai Hamare gaon mein dard ke liye sarson ka garam tel lagate theh......mujhe pata tha ki papa mujhe tel lagane ke liye zaroor kahenge...nahin kahenge toh main khud kehdoongi......tel se hi toh saara raasta khulega Papa : phir ek kaam kar, sarson ka garam tel laga le Oh yes... Papa : tu mat uth, main tel garam karke lata hoon Papa tel le aaye Papa : le beti, lagaa le Main : laao Maine maxi thodi see oopar ki aur haathon se thoda thoda tel lagaane lagee Main : oooooo.....aaaaaaa...

Papa : kya hua? Main : tel lagaane pe aur dard hota hai......main nahin lagati Papa : dard hona matlab iska asar ho raha hai....lagale beti...tabhi theek hoga Maine thoda sa tel aur lagaya Main : ooooo.....mujhse nahin lagega Papa : iss waqt teri mummy ko yahan hona chiye tha....la main lagata hoon Maine thodi see maxi oopar karlee.......papa mujhe per pe tel lagane lage Main : oooohhh.....aaa...mar gayee.... Papa : tel se toh achche se achcha dard theek ho jaat hai... Main : oooohhh...papa...dard poori taang mein aa raha hai Main let gayee aur maxi aur oopar kar lee......maine apni doosri taang thodi oopar kar lee so that papa ko maxi ke andar ka scene dikh sake.......papa thoda sharma rahe theh aur thoda ghabra rahe theh main : papa, thoda tel taang pe bhi laagaao...... maine apni taange khol dee aur dono ghutne (knees) oopar kee tarah kar diye jisse ki papa ko meri taangon ke beech mein se meri safed (white) kachchi (panty) dikhne lage....... Ab papa ki nazar meri taangon ke beech mein se meri kachchi par thee

Main : ooo..papa...dard toh oopar badta jaa raha Papa : beti himmat se kaam le....tel khatam ho gaya hai...main aur garam karke lata hoon Tel toh thanda ho jaayega....par baap beti toh garam ho rahe theh Papa : main aur tel le aaya.....bhavna yeh kaam teri mummy ko karna chahiye..... Main : theek hai toh aap chordo.....dard thodi der se hi sahi par apne aap hi theek ho jaayega Papa : nahin, kabhi kabhi baap ko hi maa ka dharm nibhana padta hai....chal bata kahan lagana hai Main : papa, dard doosri taang mein bhi ho raha hai....aap dono taangon par lagaa do Papa meri dono taangon ke beech mein baith gaye aur tel lagaane lage Main : papa ghutno par bhi lagaa do Papa : beti tel lagne se tere yeh naye kapde toh kharab nahin honge Main : ho sakta hai.....main thoda oopar kar leti hoon Maine maxi thighs tak oopar kar lee............ab meri knees oopar..taangein khuleen....maxi thighs tak...aur papa meri taangon ke beech mein....meri choot unke face ke seedh mein... Main : papa, aap tel bahut achcha lagate ho......kuch kuch aaram mil raha hai

Papa : teri mummy ki bhi dard hoti hai toh main hi lagata hoon.....isliye mujhe tajurba ho gaya hai Main : achcha...papa ab main pet ke bal (with stomach towards floor) let jaati hoon aur aap taangon ke pichle bhaag par bhi achchi tarah tel lagaa do Main pet ke bal let gayee....maine maxi thoda aur kar liya....ab maxi meri hips taka a gayee thee....mera maksad apne baap ko apni fleshy hips dhikhaane ka tha......meri taangein toh ek tarah se poori exposed thee... Maine thoda sa mud kar dekha toh papa meri hips ko dekh rahe theh........halaki meri hips abhi exposed nahin thee.... Main : ek baat bolu......is waqt aap meri mummy ho na Papa : haan Main : pehle mummy mrei sarson ke tel se maalish kiya karti thee, isliye meri hadiyaan mazboot thee, ab nahin karti toh hadiyaan naazuk ho gayee hain

Papa : ho sakta hai..........maalish toh karni hi chaiye Main : toh agar aapko koi dikkat nahin hai toh aap meri maalish hi kardo........agar aapko koi dikkat nahin hai toh, varna main ab chaar maheene baad aaongi toh mummy se kara loongi Papa : ab tu chaar maheene baad aayegi.............is waqt main teri mummy hoon...kar toh deta hoon....lekin tu kisi ko batana mat......apni mummy ko bhi nahin Main : kabhi nahin bataoongi... Papa : phir main tel aur le aata hoon Ab baat ban rahi thee.....garmi sahi nahin jaa rahi thee......lekin mujhe ab bhi lag raha tha ki papa ki niyat ab bhi saaf hai.....mujhe lag raha tha ki unke liye maalish ka matlab sirf maalish hi hai aur kuch nahin...kher ab main phirse seedhee let gayee (peeth ke bal)....amine maxi aur oopar karlee.....kachchi tak.... Papa tel lekar aa gaye Papa : chal beti.....lagta hai aaj saara tel maalish mein lag jaayega Main seedhe leti hui thee......maxi kachchi tak chadi hui.

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