Bistar Ki Rajneeti – Episode 12
Desi Chudai
This story is part of the Bistar Ki Rajneeti series Ab tak aapne padha ki Mita yeh raaj batati hain ki uske beti Aparna ko driver Rajesh se god liya hain aur Mayank uska judwa bhai hain. Mita ke bete Anoop ka asli baap Mita ka sasur hain. Ab aage… Mita: “Aparna aur Anoop, tumhaare maa baap bhale hi alag alag ho magar maine aur Diwakar Ji ne tum dono ko barabar roop se apna bachcha maana hain” Dono bachche apni maa aur papa ke gale lag gaye. Unhone jo bhi galti ki thi uski maafi bhi maang li. Mita ne man me soch liya ki waise bhi ab saare raaj bahar hain. Ab wo khulkar Suryakant se apna badla legi aur apne ghar ki khusiya bhi waapis laayegi. Aparna ne political career banaane ka sapna dekhna band kar diya. Wo ab ek shanti wali life jeena chahti thi. Adhiktar wo khaamosh aur gumsum hi rahti thi. Isi tarah ek din Aparna apne varandah me udaas baithi huyi thi. Ghar me papa Diwakar aur mummy Mita bhi nahi the kisi kam se baahar gaye the. Baarish ho rahi thi. Anoop bike se bheeegta hua collge se aaya tha. usne Aparna ko udaas baithhe dekha to usko bura laga. Anoop apni bahan ka mood thheek karna chaahta tha. Usne bike khadi ki aur varandah me pahucha. Anoop: “Akeli kyu baithhi ho aap. Mummy kaha hain?” Aparna: “Baahar gayi hain. Tum geele ho gaye ho, kapde change karke aao, sardi lag jaayegi” Anoop: “Aparna didi aap is tarah udaas achche nahi lag rahe. Chalo varandah se baahar niklo aur baarish me naach kar maje lo aur khush ho jao” Aparna: “Main abhi nahi aa sakti, phir aur kabhi” Anoop: “Yaad hain, jab chhote the to baarish hote hi hum dono kaise baarish me bheeg kar kuda karte the. Abh koi bahana nahi chalega, aapko chalna padega, nahi to main khud aapko uthha kar le jaaunga” Aparna: “Tum samajh nahi rahe ho. Baarish me kapde sukhte nahi hain” Anoop phir bhi nahi maana aur jabardasti Aparna ka haath pakad kar khinch kar varandah se lage lawn me le aaya. Aparna phir se bhaag kar chhav me jana chaahti thi par Anoop ne haath pakde rakha aur jaane nahi diya. Anoop khud uchhal uchhal kar naach raha tha. Aparna ko bhi puraane din yaad aa gaye. Wo bhi smile karne lagi. Thodi hi der me wo bhi puri geeli ho chuki thi. Thodi der wo dono uchhal kar naachte kudate rahe. Phir achanak Anoop gambhir chehra banaaye ruk gaya aur Aparna ko khushi se uchhalate huye dekhne laga. Thodi der Aparna kudti rahi aur Anoop ko bhi kudne ko bola. Phir Aparna ne dekha ki Anoop ka dhyaan Aparna ki chhaati par hi tha. Aparna ne kudte huye dhyaan diya ki in sab masti wo bhool hi gayi thi ki wo baarish me bheegne kyu nahi aana chahti thi. Baarish me Aparna ke saare bra geele hone ki vajah se sukhe nahi the us waqt pahne huye us white Tshirt ke geele hone se wo uske boobs se chipak chuka tha. Aparna ke kudne se uske boobs lagbhag nange hokar uchhal rahe the aur Anoop ka dhyaan un par jaate hi wo ruk chuka tha. Aparna ne bhi maamla samjha aur kudna ruk gaya. Anoop ki najar abhi bhi Aparna ki chhaati par thi. Kudne se Aparna ki saans tej chal rahi thi aur uske bhaari mumme upar neeche hokar maadak lag rahe the. Anoop ne kabhi apni badi bahan Aparna ke boobs is tarah nahi dekhe the. Aparna bhi is tarah apna ang prashan kar sharma gayi thi. Aparna ne jaldi se apne hathliyo se apne boobs ko dhak liya. Anoop ka dhyaan ab chhaati se hatkar Aparna ke sharmaate chehre par gaya. Anoop ne Aparna ke haath ko uski chhaati se hataya. Aparna sirf Anoop ka chehra dekhte rah gayi aur haath neeche kiye khadi rahi. Anoop aage badha aur kamar se Aparna ka Tshirt pakad liya aur upar uthaane laga. Aparna ne uska haath pakad liya. Aparna: “Nahi Anoop, yeh galat hain” Anoop ne apne haath hataaye aur ek haath se Aparna ko gardan ke peeche se pakda aur apne chehre ke paas uska chehra laya. Anoop phir ek jhatke me apne honthh ko Aparna ke honthho ke najdik le aaya. Dono ke honthh sirf 1 inch ki duri par the. Dono ki saasein ek dusre se takraane lagi. Anoop: “Kya yeh karna galat hain?” Aparna: “Haa” Anoop thoda peechhe hat gaya. Anoop: “To phir aapke honthh abhi bhi khule kyu hain, kiska intejaar hain” Aparna: “Hmmmmm .. kisi ka nahi” Anoop: “To honthh band karo” Aparna: “Nahi karungi, dekhti hoon tum kya karoge” Anoop: “Main aapke honthh chum lunga” Aparna: “Himmat hain to chum kar batao” Anoop ne apna Tshirt nikaal liya aur topless ho gaya. Uski najre ek baar phir Aparna ke boobs par thi. White Tshirt me Aparna ke nipple nukeele hokar dikh rahe the. Aparna: “Kya dekh rahe ho?” Anoop: “Ek khubsurat chij” Aparna: “Kab tak dekhoge?” Anoop: “Jab tak mere muh me nahi aa jati” Aparna: “To le lo muh me” Anoop ne Aparna ki kamar se uska Tshirt phir pakad liya. Is baar Aparna ne usko nahi roka. Anoop: “Khol du?” Aparna: “Mummy ko kya jawaab doge?” Anoop ne apna ek haath uthhaya aur do ungliyo ke beech Tshirt ke upar se hi Aparna ka ek nipple pakad kar halka sa daba kar chhod diya. Aparna: “Aaaaahhhh” Anoop: “Kya hua dard hua?” Aparna: “Haa, meethha wala dard” Anoop: “Aur du?” Aparna ne sharm se sirf palke jhapkayi. Anoop ne dusre nipple ko bhi usi taraf do ungliyo me halka sa daba diya. Aparna ki phir se aah nikal gayi. Wo dono ek dusre ko smile karte huye dekhne lage. Dono ke honthh dheere dheere paas me aane lage. Aur phir itne paas gaye ki aapas me touch ho gaye. Ek baaar touch hone ke baad dono ne ek dusre ko kas kar pakad liya aur ek dusre ke honthhon par tut pade aur chumne aur chusne lage. Upar se baarish ho rahi thi par un dono bhai bahan ke badan me lagi aag par wo bundein petrol ka kaam rahi thi. Kabhi peethh, to kabhi gardan ke peeche to kabhi sir me haath feraaye dono ek dusre se chipak kar chume ja rahe the jaise barso ke pyaase the. Thodi hi der me wo chum chum kar thak chuke the aur honthho ko dur kiya. Anoop ek kadam peechhe hat gaya. Dono ek dusre ki aankhon me jhaank rahe the. Aparna ne apna Tshirt upar kar sir se baahar nikaal diya.