Nana Ji Ka Beta | Update 5

choot ke upar Papa ka lund ghees rhaee thee aur uski choot paani se phir se sarabor
thee…choodne ko betaab..andar lene ko bechain ….
“Papa …come on ..ab chod dijiye na apni beti ko …. dekhiye ne aap ki beti ki choot kitna
paani chhod rahee hai …ab aur
seha nahee jaataa Papa …..doosri gift ke liye tadap rahee hoon..Papa pleaaaaaaaaaaaaase
fuck me ..fuck me …Papa fuck me ….”
Saina badbadaatee ja rahee hai….uski chootad upar uthtee jaati hai Papa ke lund choot
mein lene ko bekaraar..
Hardayal bhi bechain hai ..uska lauda bhi itna garm ar tight thaa ..use bhi mulayam aur
geeli choot ke andar jaane ki badi jordaar talab lagee thee …uska lauda hil raha thaa ..
Hardayal apne ghootnon par baithta hua apna lauda haath mein leta hai ..Saina ki choot
ko doosre haath ki ungliyon se phailata hai aur apna supaadaa choot ke munh par rakhtaa
hai..laude ke choot par choone ke mehsoos se Saina seehar uth ti hai …ankhein band kar
leti hai…
Hardayal laude par apni chootad ka wazan dalta hua ek halka jhatka marta hai..choot itni
geeli thee uska aadhe se jyada lund uski beti ki shandaar , phadaktee choot ke andar
phislata hua chalaa jaataa hai..Saina ke munh se halki siskaari nikal jaati hai
…..”Aaaaahh….haaan …”
Hardayal bhi choot ke andar ki garmi , geelapan aur mulayam si pakad ka apne laude par
mehsoos se seehar uthta hai ….aur phir ek jor ka dhakaa lagataa hai ..uska poora lkauda
jad tak apni beti ki choot ke andar daakheel ho jaata hai ..
Saina maze mein uchal padti hai …. ” Haan ….aaah Papa ..at last …at last ….aaaah ab
rokiye mat …please ….bas go on ..go on …fuck me hard …jor se ..jor se …..aaj doosri gift
ka poora mazaa dijiye ..haaan haaan ….bas aise hi haaan mere achhe achhe Papa ..meri
jaan se pyaare Papa..chodiye apni beti ko…maze le le ke chodiye ……aaaaaaaaaaaaah ..””
Hardayal ke dhakke jor pakadte jaate aur Saina masti ki aagosh mein kuch bhee
badbadaati jaati ……
” Haan beti ..meri jaan ..meri raani beti ..meri pyaari beti..le na..le na beti mera lauda
..mera lund ..mera sab kuch le le na ….sab kuch tera hi to hai na.. aaaah tere andar itna
mazaa hai beti ..kitna aaraam hai..kitna shookoon hai ….ufffff ..haan ….le ne ..yeh le …”
Hardayal bhi badbadaataa hua jordaar dhakke pe dhakaa lagata jaa rahaa thaa ..
Us ke neeche uski apni beti chootad uchaal uchaal kar lund andar le rahee thee…thoda
bhi lund bahar nahee chhodti …
Masti ke ek ajeeb hi aalaam mein the donon ..mano hawaa mein ud rahe the….is duniya se
bekhabar kisi aur hi duniya mein the ….jahan koi aur nahee thaa sirf do the..aur saath
thee thapthap. fatch fatch..ki awaaz , badan se badan takraane ki awaaz ..honthon se
honth choosne ki chatkhaar ….aaaaah ..uuuuuuuuuuhhh haiiii ….ki siskariyan ..
Saina ne apni tangon se Hardayal ki chootad jakad lee thee …apni or dabaati jaati
..Hardayal ke dhakke jor pakdte jaate..jor ..aur jor ..aur jor ..aur jor …..aur phir Saina ki
chootad ne uchaal maari …..uski choot ne Papa ke laude ko boori tareh jakad liya..mano
Papa ke laude ko choos legi apni choot se ….aur phir ek dum se choot dheeli pad gayee

tangein thartharaa uthee ..badan kanp uthaa ….aur woh Papa ke neeche dheeli pad
gayee..uski choot se ras ka sailab choot rahaa thaa ….
Hardayal ke laude ne apni beti ke choot ras ki phuhaar ki garmi mehsoos ki …uska lauda
aur sharir ganganaa uthaa ..seehar uthaa aur woh bhi ek jordaar dhakka lagata hua lund
se apni beti ki choot mein peechkari ki dhaar chhod dee..lund jhatke pe jhatka kha
rahaa tha beti ki choot mein ….us ne apne laude ko beti ki choot ke andar dabaaye
rakhaa ..uske badan se cheepak gaya aur lauda khaali hota rahaa ..khaali hota rahaa
….Saina ki choot apne Papa ke virya se labaalab bhar gayee …
Donon ek doosre se cheepke shaant pade the ..donon ke chehre par ek shookoon , masti
aur ek doosre ke liye bharpoor pyaar ki jhalak thee ….
Hardayal Saina ki choochiyon par sar rakhe padaa thaa …Saina apne Papa ke sar sehla
rahee thee ……
THodi der baad jab donon ki sans theek hui ..Hardayal ne apna sar uthaayaa aur beti ke
honth choomta hua poocha ” Beti …..did you like the second gift..??”
Beti ne jawaab diya ” Uffff ….Papa..mera janmdin roj kyoon nahee hota ..??? ”
Hardayal apni beti ki is baat par hans padaa …uske chehre ko apne hatheli se thaamta
hua uske gaal sehlane laga ..aur kahaa ” Hmmmm..to meri beti ko roj birth day kyoon
chahiye …?”
” Jaise aap ko pataa naheen …aap bhi na Papaa…” Saina ne Hardayal ke chehre ko bhi
apni hatheliyon se thaamte hue choomte hue kahaa …
Hardayal ne Saina ke gaal par apni jeebh phiraayee , use achhe se chat ta hua
muskurayaa aur bola..” Nahee yaar ..nahee maloom ..batao na ….birthday ke din aisi kya
baat hoti hai..??”
Saina ne bade sharaartee lehze mein muskurayaa , apna haath neeche ki taraf le gayee
aur Hardayal ka murjhayaa lauda apni muthhee se jakad kar dabaa diya aur kahaa ” Yeh
…aap ka lambaa , mota sa lauda milta hai …meri choot ke andar ki halchal meetata
hai…ufff meri sab se pyaari cheez milti hai ..”
Saina ke apne laude par dabao se Hardayal seehar uth ta hai aur apni kanpti awaaz mein
kehta hai…..” Par meri raani beti yeh to tujhe aur din bhi milta hai na ….aaj kya khaas
baat hui ….?’
” Papa roj kahaan milta hai..aap ko to apne kaam se kabhi phursat hi nahee milti hai… jis
tareh fursat se aap ne aaj apna lauda meri choot mein dalaa hai na..ufffff ..abhi bhi
meri choot kanp rahee hai …..dekhiye na khud hi dekh lijiye ..”
Aur Saina apne Papa ka haath apni tangein phailate hue apni choot ki phank par rakh deti
hai ..
Hardayal apni hatheli uski garm aur geeli choot par mehsoos karta hai…sahee mein Saina
ki choot ke honth abhi bhi phadak rahe the ….
” Haan beti yeh to hai ….aaj maine time nikaalaa na ..aakhir meri raani..meri sab se dil
aziz , meri jaan ka birth day jo hai … gift to dena hi dena thaa na beti ….”