Adultery TRAMBAK MAHARAJ KA NAYA SANSAR

[Premkumar65]

Chapter 1: Gokuldham Ke Khufiya Armaan​

[ Part 5 of 5: Iyer Ka 'Short Circuit' Aur Babita Ka Bheega Badan ]​

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Ram Ram! Main hoon Trambak Maharaj. Is duniya ka sanchalak, is Gokuldham ka asli sutradhaar. Log kehte hain ki mard aur aurat ka milan kismat se hota hai, par main kehta hoon ye sab 'Biology' aur 'Hunger' ka khel hai. Aaj hum us ghar ka darwaza kholenge jahan duniya ki sabse haseen aurat ek kale, duble scientist ke saath 'adjust' kar rahi hai. Par kab tak? Iyer ka 3 inch ka danda aur uska 20-second ka stamina Babita ki is 'Aag' ko kab tak rok payega? Chalo, is mismatched kahani ka nanga sach dekhte hain."

Krishnan Subramaniam Iyer... ek bada scientist. Par jab bed ki baat aati hai, toh Iyer ka saara gyaan fail ho jata hai.

Krishnan Iyer (The 20-Second Failure): Iyer ka rang ekdum koyla jaisa kala hai, aur uska sharir ekdum haddiyon ka dhancha. Lekin sabse badi dikkat uske kachhe mein hai. Uska hatiyar sirf 3 inch ka hai—itna chota ki Babita ko kabhi feel hi nahi hota ki kuch andar gaya bhi hai ya nahi. Upar se uska stamina itna ghatiya hai ki Babita ke nange jism ko touch karte hi wo 20 second mein 'discharge' ho jata hai. Wo science ki baatein karta rehta hai, par bed par uska 'Experiment' hamesha fail hota hai.

Babita Iyer (The Goddess of Desires): Babita abhi sirf 22-23 saal ki young item bomb hai. Uski skin itni gori hai ki andhere mein bhi chamakti hai.

Uski kamar 26 inch ki hai, ekdum patli aur raseeli. Uski gaand ekdum chaudi aur tight hai, jo chalte waqt kisi ko bhi pagal kar de.

Uske boobs 38E size ke hain—pure Gokuldham ka sabse bhari aur solid khazana. Wo hamesha unhe flaunt karti hai kyunki usey pata hai ki uski takat wahi hai.

Uski gulabi chut ekdum raseeli aur geeli rehti hai. Wo hamesha ek aise mard ke liye tadapti hai jo uske andar tak ja kar uski aatma ko jhinjhor de. Usey Iyer ka 'Short circuit' nahi, Jethalal ka 'High Voltage' chahiye.

The Shower Trap

Subah ka waqt tha, suraj ki kiranen Powder Galli mein jhaank rahi thi. Jethalal apne ghar se nikal kar niche compound mein aaya. Uski nazar C-Wing ki balcony par padi. Wahan Babita Ji khadi thi. Unhone ek ekdum hot pink satin night-dress pehni thi, jiske patle straps unke gora kandhon par phisal rahe they.

"Good Morning, Babita ji!" Jethalal ne ek gehri saans lete hue kaha. Uska 8 inch ka danda Babita ki us bheeghi hui look ko dekh kar kachhe ke andar 'Gada' banane laga tha.

Babita ne niche dekha aur apne baal piche kiye. "Good Morning Jetha ji! Arey accha hua aap dikh gaye. Main bahut pareshan hoon... mera shower kharab ho gaya hai aur mujhe urgent nahane jana hai. Iyer toh jaldi office nikal gaye. Kya aap aakar ek baar check karenge?"

Jetha ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. "Arey Babita ji! Isme puchne ki kya baat hai? Aapka shower kharab ho aur Jetha na aaye, aisa ho sakta hai? Main abhi aaya!" Jetha sidhiyon se aise bhaga jaise koi 100-meter ki race ho.

Jetha ne doorbell bajayi aur Babita ne darwaza khola. Babita ne ab sirf ek satin bath-robe pehna tha. Jetha ka hosh udd gaya. Babita usey bathroom mein le gayi.

"Dekhiye Jetha ji, ye valve ekdum jam ho gaya hai," Babita ne Jetha ke ekdum karib khade hokar kaha. Unke 38E boobs Jetha ke baazu se ragad rahe they. Jetha ka gala sookh gaya. "Babita ji, thoda pana (wrench) dena."

Babita niche jhuki pana uthane ke liye, aur Jetha ki nazar sidha unke robe ke andar chali gayi jahan unke bhari gubari bina bra ke latak rahe they. Jetha ne pana liya aur valve ko zor se ghumaya. CRACK! Valve khul gaya aur shower ekdum full speed mein on ho gaya!

Thanda paani sidha Jetha aur Babita par girne laga. Jetha ka kurta aur Babita ka robe ekdum bheegh kar unke jism se chipak gaya. Babita ne ek aisi aah bhari jo Jetha ke kaano mein shehad ki tarah ghul gayi. "Arey... main toh poori bheegh gayi Jetha ji! Ab toh ye kapde utaarne hi padenge..."

Babita ne Jetha ke samne hi apne bath-robe ki knot khol di. Robe niche phisal gaya aur Jetha ke hosh udh gaye. Babita ne andar sirf ek purple lace bra aur ek matching purple panty pehni thi. Bra ke andar se unke 38E boobs itne tight aur bhari lag rahe they ki Jetha ki aankhein unpar chipak gayi. Purple panty unki gori jaanghon aur uski chut ki darar ko ekdum expose kar rahi thi. Tabhi Jetha ka pair floor par phisala aur wo sidha Babita ke upar gir gaya.

Dono bathroom ke floor par gir gaye. Jetha upar tha aur Babita niche. Jetha ka 8 inch ka sakht hathiyar sidha Babita ki gulabi chut par ragad raha tha. Kapde geele they, isliye har touch ekdum direct feel ho raha tha. Babita ne apni taangein Jetha ki kamar ke gird lapet li.

"Jetha ji..." Babita ne Jetha ke kaan mein phusphusaya, unki saansein garam thi. "Iyer se toh kuch nahi hota... aaj aap apna pura 8 inch ka 'Gada' mere andar utaar do. Mujhe tabaah kar do."

Jetha ne Babita ke 38E boobs ko apne hathon mein bhara aur unhe zor se dabaya. Uska 8 inch ka danda ab Babita ki 'gupha' ka darwaza todne ke liye ekdum bechain tha.

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Toh dosto, ye tha Chapter 1 ka climax. Gokuldham ki maryada aaj is bheege hue bathroom mein dam tod rahi hai. Jetha ka 8-inch ka power aur Babita ki 38E ki pyaas... ab ye aag tabhi bujhegi jab Jetha apna 'Gada' poora andar daal dega. Main Trambak Maharaj hoon... aur maine aaj Jetha ki kismat chamka di hai. Chapter 2 mein maza aur bhi doguna hoga!

[Part 5 Completed]

[Chapter 1 Completed]

Bahut achhi chal rahi hai story.

 

[Premkumar65]

Chapter 2: Agni-Pariksha Aur Naye Rishte​

[Part 5 of 5: Baarish Ka Kehr]​

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Ram Ram! Main hoon Trambak Maharaj. Aaj maine Gokuldham ke aasman ko aise badalon se bhar diya hai jo sirf paani nahi, balki dabi hui vasna barsa rahe hain. Jab baarish ki boondein Anjali ke kanch jaise badan par girti hain, toh 'Diet' ki nahi, balki 'Mardaangi' ki bhook jaagti hai. Tarak toh office mein fas gaye hain, par piche chhod gaye hain ek raseeli apsara ko Jethalal ke bharose. Chalo, pehle Bhide ke tuition se hote huye is toofani mulaqat tak chalte hain."

Bhide ke hall mein tuition class abhi bhi chal rahi thi. Bhide board par equations likh rahe they, unka poora dhyan 'Simple Interest' par tha, par unhe kya pata tha ki floor par unke 'Maryada' ki neev hil rahi hai. Tapu aur Sonu ek-doosre ke ekdum bagal mein floor par biche carpet par baithe they. Tapu, jo ab dhire-dhire apni mardangi mehsoos karne laga tha, uska dhyan kitab par nahi, balki Sonu ki gori aur naram jaanghon par tha.

Bhide jaise hi mudkar board par likhne lage, Tapu ne dhire se apna haath floor par sarkaaya. Usne Sonu ki silk ki salwar ke oopar se uski naram jaanghon ko sehlaana shuru kiya. Sonu ekdum se kamp gayi, uski reedh ki haddi mein ek jhanjhanahat hui, par usne Tapu ka haath piche nahi hataya. Tapu ka haath ab aur bhi nidar hokar dhire-dhire oopar ki taraf badh raha tha, Sonu ki naram twacha ko touch karte huye.

Sonu ki saansein tez ho gayi thi, uska dil dhol ki tarah baj raha tha, par Bhide Uncle ko laga ki bache dhyan se padh rahe hain. Tapu ne mauka dekh kar Sonu ko sate huye uske kaan mein phusphusaya, "Aaj bohot sundar lag rahi ho... ye rang tum par bohot jachta hai." Sonu sharma kar reh gayi, usne apni aankhein jhuka li, par Tapu ka haath wahi ruka raha, uski jaangh par halka sa pressure banate huye ek naye rishte ki shuruat kar raha tha.

Agale din.

Subah se hi Gokuldham mein kaale baadal chhaye huye they aur phir shuru hui ek aisi moosladhaar baarish jisne poori Mumbai ki raftar ko thamma diya. Jethalal aaj dukan nahi gaya tha kyunki raste band they. Bapuji apne room mein aaram kar rahe they aur Daya kitchen mein khana banane mein vyast thi. Hall mein Jethalal sofa par baith kar news dekh raha tha, par uska dimaag abhi bhi Maharaj ki baaton mein uljha tha.

Tabhi Jetha ka phone baja. Screen par naam chamka—Anjali Bhabhi.

"Hello, Jetha bhai... aap please jaldi mere ghar aa jaiye! Bohot urgent hai," Anjali ki awaaz kapkapati hui aur rone jaisi thi. "Tarak subah se bahar gaye hain ek article dene, baarish itni tez hai aur unka kuch pata nahi chal raha hai. Unka phone bhi band aa raha hai... mujhe bohot darr lag raha hai Jetha bhai, please aaiye!"

Jethalal ka dil baith gaya. Usne dekha ki Daya kitchen mein 'Fafda' talne mein masroof hai. Usne Daya ko bina bataye, chupke se chhatri uthayi aur ghar se nikal gaya. Wo sidhiyon se bhagte huye niche aaya aur ground floor par pahunchkar Mehta ki doorbell bajayi.

Anjali ne darwaza khola. Usne ek long white cotton kurti aur tight black leggings pehni thi. Uska chehra pareshani se safed pad gaya tha aur aankhon mein aansu they. "Aaiye Jetha bhai, andar aaiye! Shukr hai aap aa gaye!" Usne darwaza band kiya aur Jetha ko sofa par baithne ko kaha.

"Kya hua Anjali bhabhi? Mehta saab kahan gaye they?" Jetha ne apni bheeghi hui chhatri side mein rakhi. Jetha ki nazar Anjali par padi. White kurti mein woh ekdum pari lag rahi thi, par uski pareshani Jetha ko tadpa rahi thi.

Anjali sofa par baith kar rone lagi, "Wo subah ek article dene gaye they 'Duniya Hilane Wala', aur tabhi se ye baarish shuru ho gayi. Maine 50 baar phone lagaya par network nahi hai, main kya karun?"

Jethalal ne dekha ki Anjali bohot zyada sad thi. Wo dhire se unke paas sofa par baith gaya. Anjali ka badan thar-thar kaamp raha tha. Jetha ne himmat jutayi aur apna haath Anjali ke naram kandhon (shoulders) par rakha. "Aap chinta mat kijiye Anjali bhabhi. Mehta saab ko kuch nahi hoga. Wo kahin phas gaye honge. Main abhi nake (corner) tak jaakar dekh kar aata hoon, shayad raste mein dikh jayein."

Anjali ne jhat se Jetha ka haath pakad liya, uski pakad bohot majboot thi. "Nahi Jetha bhai, main bhi aapke saath chalungi! Main ghar par akele nahi reh sakti, mujhe dar lag raha hai." Jetha ne samjhane ki koshish ki, "Bhabhi, baarish bohot tez hai, aap bheegh jayengi, aap kyu takleef lengi?" Par Anjali zid par ad gayi thi, usne Jetha ka baazu pakda aur bahar nikalne ka ishara kiya.

Jetha aur Anjali ek hi chhatri ke neeche society gate se bahar nikle. Baarish itni bhayanak thi ki hawa ke thapede chhatri ko udaye le ja rahe they. Anjali ne darr aur thand ke maare Jetha ka baazu dono hathon se zor se pakad liya tha. Dono ek-doosre se ekdum chipak kar chal rahe they takki chhatri ke neeche reh sakein.

Baahar jaate-jaate dono ekdum bheegh gaye. Thandi boondein unke jismon ko touch kar rahi thi. Anjali ki white kurti geele hone ki wajah se uske jism se aise chipak gayi thi jaise uski dusri skin ho. Uske 34D size ke firm boobs ka shape aur unka tanaav saaf jhalak raha tha. Jetha ne nake tak dekha, har taraf sannaata aur paani tha. Mehta saab ka koi nishaan nahi tha. Jetha ne wahi khade hokar phir se call kiya, ring gayi par koi pick nahi kar raha tha.

Jethalal Anjali ko lekar wapas society mein aaya. Dono Mehta ke main door par pahunche, dono ke badan se paani tapak raha tha. Tabhi Jetha ki pocket mein phone baja. Ye Mehta saab ka call tha!

"Hello! Mehta saab? Kahan hain aap? Anjali bhabhi bohot pareshan hain!" Jetha ne speaker on kiya. "Bhai, main office mein hoon! Baarish ki wajah se saare raste band hain aur main wahin phas gaya hoon. Phone ka network ekdum gul tha, abhi signal aaya hai. Anjali ko bata dena ki main ekdum thik hoon, yahan office mein sab hai. Jaise hi baarish rukegi ya transport shuru hoga, main aa jaunga."

Jaise hi Jetha ne phone rakha aur Anjali ko bataya ki Mehta saab sahi-salamat hain, Anjali ki khushi ka thikana nahi raha. Relief aur sukoon ke maare uski aankhon se khushi ke aansu nikalne lage. Usne bina soche-samje, ek junoon mein Jethalal ko zor se gale laga liya.

Scene ekdum electric ho gaya tha. Dono poori tarah geele they. Anjali ki long white kurti geeli hokar transparent ho chuki thi, aur uski tight black leggings uski chaudi gaand aur tight jaanghon se aise chipki thi ki har curve dikh raha tha. Jethalal ko apne seene par Anjali ke raseele 34D boobs ekdum saaf mehsoos ho rahe they, unki garmi Jetha ke bheege huye kurte ko cheer kar andar tak ja rahi thi.

Anjali ka bheegha hua badan Jetha ke 8 inch ke hathiyar se ragad raha tha, jo is waqt banyan aur pajama ke neeche ekdum lohe jaisa sakht aur garam ho gaya tha. Anjali ne apna sir Jetha ke kandhe par rakha hua tha, uski bheeghi hui zulfon se paani Jetha ke seene par gir raha tha. Dono ek-doosre ki tez saanson ki garmi mehsoos kar sakte they.

Jetha ne bhi dhire se Anjali ki bheeghi hui kamar par haath rakha. Thodi der baad, Anjali ko ehsas hua ki wo kya kar rahi hai. Wo dhire se Jetha se alag hui, uske chehre par ek ajeeb si laali (blush) thi. Uske bheege huye baal uske gora chehre par chipke they. Dono ek doosre ko taad rahe they, kamre mein sirf baahar ki baarish ki awaaz thi aur unki dhadkanein.

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Toh dosto, Anjali ne Jetha ko sukoon mein gale toh laga liya, par is geele aalingan ne jo aag lagayi hai, wo ab baarish ke thande paani se nahi bujhegi. Mehta saab toh office mein qaid hain, par Jetha aur Anjali is waqt bheege huye aur akele hain. Kya Jetha apna '8-inch ka Gada' aaj yahi launch karega? Janne ke liye dekhiye agla part, jahan Gokuldham ka ye naya rishta aur bhi 'Deep' hone wala hai!"

[Part 5 Completed]

[Chapter 2 Completed]

Gada to ready apna Gada ko gadane ke liye.

 

[Premkumar65]

Chapter 3: Bheege Badan Aur Band Darwaze​

[ Part 1 of 5: Bathroom Ka Kaand ]​

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Namaste! Main hoon Trambak Maharaj. Maine kaha tha na, ki baarish sirf paani nahi barsati, ye toh dabe huye jazbaaton ko geela karti hai. Aaj Tarak Mehta office mein qaid hain, aur piche unka ghar ban gaya hai Jethalal ki 'Gada Electronics' ka experimental lab. Jab kapde geele hokar badan se chipakte hain, toh 'Sanskari' parda apne aap gir jata hai. Chalo, Mehta ke hall se is garam silsile ko shuru karte hain."

Jethalal aur Anjali bhabhi abhi-abhi baarish se bheegh kar andar aaye they. Dono ke badan se paani tapak raha tha aur hall ka flooring geela ho raha tha. Jetha ne chhatri side mein rakhi, par uski nazar jaise hi Anjali par padi, uske pairon tale zameen nikal gayi.

"Arey Jetha bhai... aap toh poore bheegh gaye ho! Dekhiye kaise thar-thar kaamp rahe hain," Anjali ne apni bheeghi hui zulfon ko piche karte huye kaha.

Jethalal ka gala sookh gaya. "A-Anjali bhabhi... bheegh toh aap bhi gayi ho... aur bohot 'gehri' bheeghi ho."

Tabhi Anjali ko ehsas hua. Usne jo white long kurti pehni thi, woh paani ki wajah se ekdum transparent ho chuki thi. Kurti uske jism se aise chipak gayi thi jaise uska jism hi white ho gaya ho. Uske 34D size ke boobs aur unke beech ki darar ekdum saaf dikh rahi thi. Yahi nahi, uske white kurti ke neeche uski black lace bra ka har ek design Jetha ki aankhon ke samne 'Breaking News' ki tarah chamak raha tha.

Jab woh mudkar chhatri thik karne lagi, toh Jetha ne dekha ki geele hone ki wajah se uski leggings itni tight ho gayi thi ki uski rounded gaand ka ek-ek curve aur uski panty ki line ekdum 'bold' dikh rahi thi.

Anjali ne sharma kar apne dono haath apne seene par rakh liye, par usse tanaav aur badh gaya. "Jetha bhai... mera chhodiye. Aap jaldi se naha lijiye aur fresh ho jaiye, warna thand lag jayegi. Tab tak main kitchen mein aapke liye garam nasta aur chai banati hoon."

Jethalal ne ek tharki smile di, "Arey bhabhi, pehle aap naha lijiye. Main toh mard hoon, thand jhel lunga... par aap itni 'nazuk' ho, kahi beemar na pad jao."

Dono ek-doosre ko "Aap pehle, aap pehle" bolne lage. Bathroom ek hi tha aur garmi dono taraf barabar thi. Akhir mein Anjali ne force kiya, "Jetha bhai, aap mere ghar mehmaan hain. Please, aap pehle jaiye. Main nasta rakhti hoon tab tak."

Jethalal maan gaya. Anjali ne closet se ek naya, naram safed towel nikaala aur Jetha ko diya. Dono ke haath jab towel pakadte waqt touch huye, toh ek electric current dono ke badan mein daud gaya.

Jethalal bathroom mein enter hua aur darwaza andar se lock kar liya. Usne ek gehri saans li. Bathroom mein Anjali ke 'Lavender' body wash ki nasheeli khushbu phaili hui thi. Jetha ne ek-ek karke apne saare geele kapde nikaal diye.

Nanga hote hi uska 8 inch ka hathiyar ekdum lohe jaisa sakht hokar khada ho gaya. Baarish ki thandak uske dande ki aag ko bujha nahi paayi thi. Usne geyser on kiya aur paani ke garam hone ka intezar karne laga.

Tabhi uski nazar wahan tangi hui ek sexy purple lace panty par padi, jo shayad Anjali nikalna bhool gayi thi. Jetha ka dimaag ghoom gaya. Usne dhire se woh panty uthayi. Woh halki si nami liye huye thi aur usme Anjali ke jism ki woh chut wali khushbu basi thi.

Jetha ne us panty ko apne naak se lagaya aur ek lambi saans li. "Aah... Anjali bhabhi... kya nasha hai aapke jism mein!" Usne us raseeli panty ko apne 8 inch ke hathiyar par ragadna shuru kiya. Usne us purple lace se takra ki. Kuch der tak us nashe mein khone ke baad, usne panty wapas wahi rakhi aur shower ke niche khada ho gaya. Garam paani ne uske badan ki thandak toh door ki, par dimaag ki garmi aur badha di.

Jethalal nahakar bahar aaya, par ek problem thi—uske paas pehnne ke liye kapde nahi they. Usne sirf wahi towel apni kamar par lapeta hua tha. Uska 8 inch ka danda towel ke andar ek 'tambu' (tent) banaye huye tha.

Anjali kitchen se bahar aayi aur Jetha ko aise dekh kar hairan reh gayi. "Ye kya Jetha bhai? Aapne towel kyun lapeta hai? Kapde kahan hain?"

Jethalal ne bechara bante huye kaha, "Bhabhi... kapde toh poore bheegh gaye hain. Ab inhe hi sukha kar pehnna padega."

Anjali ne smile di, "Arey rukiye! Main inhe abhi washing machine mein daal kar 'dry' kar deti hoon. Poore toh nahi, par pehnne layak sookh jayenge. Dijiye aapke saare kapde."

Jethalal ne apne geele kurte, pajama aur apni underwear Anjali ko thama di. Anjali ne jab Jetha ki underwear dekhi, toh usne notice kiya ki uska size kaafi bada hai. Anjali ne ek shararati smile di aur kapde lekar washing machine mein daal diye.

Woh wapas hall mein aayi. Jetha abhi bhi wahi khada tha, nanga badan aur sirf ek towel. Anjali ke badan se abhi bhi paani tapak raha tha, uske 34D boobs Jetha ke samne transparent kurti mein uchhal rahe they.

"Anjali bhabhi... aap abhi bhi geeli hain. Dekhiye kaise paani aapke 'shareer' se phisal raha hai," Jetha ne flirty andaz mein kaha, uski nazar sidha Anjali ke cleavage par thi.

Anjali ne apne boobs ko dekha aur phir Jetha ke towel wale tambu ko. "Haan Jetha bhai... ab main ja rahi hoon nahane. Aap nasta kijiye, main bas abhi aayi." Usne ek naughty smile di aur bathroom ki taraf matakti hui nikal gayi.

Bathroom mein jaakar Anjali ne apne saare geele kapde nikaale. Usne apni transparent kurti, leggings aur apni black lace bra nikaal kar ek tray mein rakh di. Ab woh poori tarah nangi thi.

Mirror mein usne apna badan dekha—24 inch ki patli kamar, 34D size ke boobs aur uski ekdum clean, pinkish chut. Usne shower on kiya aur garam paani ke niche khadi ho gayi. Woh apne badan ko chhu-chhu kar naha rahi thi, par uske dimaag mein Jetha ka woh towel wala 'size' ghum raha tha.

Nahate-nahate usne ek plan banaya. "Aaj Tarak ghar par nahi hai... aur Jetha bhai bheege huye hain. Kyun na is baarish ka poora fayda uthaya jaye?"

Usne shower band kiya aur nangi halat mein hi mirror ke samne khadi hokar apni chut ko sehlaane lagi. Uske dimaag mein ek aisi shaitani aur seductive scheme aayi jisse Jethalal ka 'Hatiyar' hamesha ke liye uska ghulam ban jaye.

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Toh dosto, Anjali ne toh 'Plan' bana liya hai. Jethalal hall mein towel lapete intezar kar raha hai, aur Anjali bathroom mein nangi hokar apni 'aag' ko hawa de rahi hai. Kya hoga Anjali ka wo plan? Kya Jethalal is baarish mein Anjali ki chut ko chod payega? Janne ke liye dekhiye agla part, jahan Gokuldham ki deewarein pighalne wali hain

[Part 1 Completed]

Woww Dekhte hain kaun pahle Jethalal ki gada leti hai?

 

[Premkumar65]

Kahani hot

Chapter 3: Bheege Badan Aur Band Darwaze​

[ Part 2 of 5: Anjali Ka Jaal]​

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Namaste! Main hoon Trambak Maharaj. Maine kaha tha na ki Anjali ke dimaag mein koi shaitani plan chal raha hai. Ek aurat jab thaan leti hai ki use kisi mard ko apna ghulam banana hai, toh woh sanskar ki har deewar gira deti hai. Aaj Mehta k ghar mein kapdon ki jagah sirf towel ne le li hai. Ek taraf Jethalal ka 8-inch ka bechain 'Hatiyar' aur doosri taraf Anjali ka 34D boobs ka nasha. Chalo, is 'Towel-to-Towel' muqable ka sach dekhte hain."

Jethalal hall mein sofa par baitha tha, uska jism nanga tha aur sirf ek safed towel uski kamar par lapeta hua tha. Uska 8 inch ka hathiyar towel ke andar baar-baar jhatke le raha tha. Usne abhi-abhi bathroom mein Anjali ki purple panty ko soongha tha, aur wahi nasha uske dimaag par chadh kar bol raha tha. Tabhi bathroom ka darwaza dhire se khula aur Anjali Bhabhi bahar aayi.

Anjali ke paas closet mein dheron kapde they, par aaj uska iraada "Diet" bhul kar kuch "Bhaari" khane ka tha. Usne apne pure doodh jaise gore badan par sirf ek chota sa safed towel lapeta tha. Towel itna chota tha ki woh mushkil se uski jaanghon ke shuruat tak pahunch raha tha, aur niche se uski gori, makhmali taangein ekdum nangi chamak rahi thi.

Uska towel uske 34D size ke boobs par itna tight tha ki unka oopar ka gora hissa aur gehra cleavage ekdum 'Live' telecast de raha tha. Uske bheege huye kale baal uske nange kandhon par phisal rahe they, aur paani ki boondein uski gardan se hote huye sidha uske boobs ki darar mein ja rahi thi. Jethalal ne jaise hi Anjali ko is roop mein dekha, uski saansein ruk gayi. Uska 8 inch ka danda towel ke andar ekdum 90-degree par khada hokar salute dene laga.

"A-Anjali bhabhi? Aap... aapne kapde kyun nahi pehne?" Jetha ne haklate huye pucha, uski aankhein Anjali ki gori taangon aur un raseele gubaron par chipak gayi thi.

Anjali ne ek bohot hi maasoom par shararati smile di, jisse uske gaalon par dimple pad gaye. "Kya karun Jetha bhai... maine kal hi apne saare dhone layak kapde machine mein daale they aur is baarish ki wajah se wo sookh nahi paye. Jo ek aakhri dress bacha tha, wo aapke saath gate tak jaakar bheegh gaya. Mere paas pehnne ko ab sirf ye ek towel hi bacha hai... aapko bura toh nahi lag raha na?"

Anjali kitchen mein gayi aur ek tray mein do cup garam coffee aur thoda nasta lekar hall mein aayi. Jetha ki nazar uski matakti hui gaand par thi jo towel ke neeche se har kadam par uchhal rahi rahi thi. Anjali tray lekar sofa ke paas aayi aur table par rakhne ke liye poori tarah niche jhuki.

Jaise hi woh jhuki, uska chota towel piche se oopar khisak gaya aur aage se uske 34D boobs ekdum khule hokar Jetha ki aankhon ke sidha samne aa gaye. Jetha ko unke nipples ki halki si pink outline bhi towel ke patle kapde se mehsoos ho rahi thi. Jetha ka danda towel ko phaar kar bahar aane ko taiyar tha.

Nasta rakhne ke baad, Anjali sidha Jethalal ke ekdum chipak kar sofa par baith gayi. Dono ke nange kandhe ek-doosre se touch ho rahe they. Thandi baarish mein unke jismon ki garmi ek-doosre ko current laga rahi thi. Anjali ne coffee ka cup uthaya aur dhire-dhire sip lene lagi, uski nazar Jetha ke un muscular kandhon par thi.

"Jetha bhai, coffee bohot garam hai... dhire-dhire peena," Anjali ne Jetha ki aankhon mein gehraai se dekh kar kaha.

Jethalal ne Anjali ke sexy figure, uski gori chikni taangon aur un raseele boobs ko taadte huye kaha, "Coffee se zyada garmi toh is kamre mein hai, Anjali bhabhi. Mera toh 'system' hi hang ho gaya hai aapko is towel wale avatar mein dekh kar. Aap ekdum 'Item Bomb' lag rahi ho."

Anjali khilkhilakar hassi, jisse uske 34D boobs towel ke andar ekdum wild tarike se oopar-neeche hone lage. "Aap bhi na Jetha bhai... hamesha mazaak karte hain. Par sach bataun? Aaj Tarak ghar par nahi hain, toh mujhe bohot ajeeb lag raha hai. Aisa lag raha hai jaise sharir mein bohot thakaavat ho rahi hai aur darr bhi lag raha hai."

Anjali ne apni coffee khatam ki aur Jetha ki taraf thoda aur sarak gayi, unki jaanghein Jetha ke towel se touch ho rahi thi. "Mujhe bohot neend bhi aa rahi hai... shayad thand lag gayi hai. Mera badan bohot garam ho raha hai, dekhiye na?" Unhone dhire se apna haath Jetha ke nange haath par rakha. "Aapke haath bohot garam hain, Jetha bhai...."

Nasta aur coffee khatam ho chuki thi. Hall mein sirf baahar ki baarish ki garaj sunayi de rahi thi. Anjali ne uthne ka natak kiya tray uthane ke liye, par ye toh unka aakhri teer tha. Jaise hi woh khadi hui, unhone balance bigadne ka natak kiya aur "Ohhh!" karke Jetha ki taraf girne lagi.

Jethalal toh jaise isi pal ka intezar kar raha tha. Usne turant apni baahon mein Anjali ko lapak liya. Par pose itna erotic tha ki dono ki dhadkanein dhamaal machane lagi. Jethalal ne Anjali ko ekdum karib khincha tha—usne apna ek haath Anjali ki patli kamar par aur doosra haath uski bhari, naram aur gaddedaar gaand par rakha tha. Anjali ka towel is kashmakash mein thoda aur khisak gaya tha, aur uske 34D boobs sidha Jetha ke nange seene se bina kisi parde ke takra rahe they.

Anjali ne apna sir Jetha ke kandhe par tika diya aur aankhein band kar li, jaise woh behosh ho rahi ho. Jethalal ne mauka dekha aur dhire se apna haath Anjali ki gaand par thoda aur pressure ke saath dabaya aur usey upar ki taraf sambhala. Anjali ne dhire se raseeli awaaz mein pucha, "Jetha bhai... mujhe bohot kamzori lag rahi hai... shayad main chal nahi paungi... mujhe bedroom tak chhod dijiye na?"

Jethalal ne bina der kiye Anjali ko apni baahon mein bar liya. Anjali ka towel ab itna oopar sarak gaya tha ki uski gulabi chut ki shuruat saaf nazar aa rahi thi. Jethalal ne Anjali ko uthakar bedroom ki taraf badhna shuru kiya. Har ek kadam ke saath Anjali ka bheegha aur garm badan Jetha ke 8 inch ke hathiyar se ragad raha tha, jo towel ke andar ab ek atom bomb ki tarah fatne wala tha.

Anjali ne apne haath Jetha ki gardan mein daal diye they aur woh Jetha ke honto ko bohot karib se dekh rahi thi. Bedroom mein pahunchte hi Jetha ne usey naram bed par dhire se leta diya.

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Toh dosto, Anjali ne toh Jetha ko bedroom ke bed tak khinch liya hai. Dono sirf towel mein hain, aur bed ki narmi unhein bulati rahi hai. Tarak Mehta office mein qaid hain, par yahan Jethalal Anjali ki 'Diet' ko hamesha ke liye badalne wala hai. Kya hoga is band kamre mein? Kya Anjali apna towel khud nikaal degi? Janne ke liye dekhiye agla part, jahan Gokuldham ka sabse bada 'Garam Kaand' apne climax par pahunchega!"

[Part 2 Completed]

hoti jaa rahi hai.

 

[Premkumar65]

Chapter 3: Bheege Badan Aur Band Darwaze​

[ Part 4 of 5: Jawani Ka Nasha ]​

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Namaste! Main hoon Trambak Maharaj. Maine pehle hi kaha tha ki Jethalal ki kismat ab palatne wali hai. Anjali bhabhi ki purple panty toh sirf shuruat thi, asli 'Gada Electronics' ka launch toh aaj hone wala hai.

Jethalal jab bheege huye kapdon mein Anjali bhabhi ke ghar se wapas aaya tha, toh uske dimaag mein ek ajeeb si halchal thi. Daya ne hall mein sawalon ki jhhadi laga di thi, par Jetha ka dhyan toh apni pajama ki jeb mein rakhi us purple lace panty par tha. Usne Daya ko jhidak diya aur sidha apne bedroom ke bathroom mein ghus gaya.

Wahan usne darwaza band kiya aur sabse pehle woh panty nikaali. Us Purple lace par Anjali ke jism ki woh nasheeli khushbu abhi bhi basi thi. Jethalal ne us panty ko apne chehre par ragaada aur apne 8 inch ka hathiyar jo abhi bhi bechain tha, usey mehsoos kiya. Usne woh panty apne wardrobe ke ek ekdum khufiya locker mein chupa di, jahan Daya ki nazar kabhi nahi ja sakti thi.

Khane ki table par Bapuji ne pucha, "Jethiya! Itni baarish mein Mehta ke ghar kya 'article' check karne gaya tha?" Jethalal ne makkhan jaisi acting ki, "Kuch nahi Bapuji, bechare Mehta saab ka internet connection aur computer dono baarish mein 'short' ho gaye they. Toh main bas unki 'wires' thik karne gaya tha." Bapuji ne vishwas kar liya, aur phir sab khana khane lage.

Kuch din beet gaye.

Mausam ekdum suhana aur halka garam tha. Jethalal aaj subah-subah bed par soya hua tha, khuli khidki se aati thandi hawa uske badan ko sehla rahi thi. Bapuji, Tapu aur Daya subah-subah mandir gaye huye they, isliye ghar poora khali tha. Jetha ne socha tha ki aaj aaram se uthega, par kismat ne kuch aur hi 'Item' bheja tha.

Tabhi Gokuldham Society ke gate par ek ladki ne esi entry li ki mardon ke hathon se chai ke cup choot gaye. Usne ek ekdum hot green crop shirt pehni thi jo uski gori tondi aur uski patli 26 inch ki kamar ko ekdum nanga dikha rahi thi. Niche usne ek black short skirt pehni thi jo itni choti thi ki har kadam par uski gori-chitta jaanghein aur uski chaudi gaand ka tanaav saaf dikh raha tha.

Bhide society board par 'Suvichar' likh raha tha, par jaise hi uski nazar Sweety ki matakti hui gaand par padi, uska chalk floor par gir kar toot gaya. Uska 5.5 inch ka danda pant ke andar ekdum pathar jaisa sakht ho gaya. Sweety ne kisi ki taraf nahi dekha aur sidha Jethalal k ghar ki taraf badhi. Usne bahar khade hokar Jethalal ko phone kiya.

Jetha ki neend khuli. "Hello? Kaun?" "Main Sweety bol rahi hoon, Jetha jaanu! Main tumhare ghar ke bahar khadi hoon, jaldi darwaza kholo warna main zor-zor se 'Jethiya' chillana shuru kar dungi!" Sweety ki raseeli aur dhamki bhari awaaz sunte hi Jetha jhatke se utha. Usne turant darwaza khola.

Sweety andar aayi. Woh aage-aage chal rahi thi aur Jethalal piche-piche uski short skirt mein se uchhalti hui makkhan jaisi gaand aur uski gori taangon ko taad raha tha. Hall mein pahunchte hi Jetha se raha nahi gaya, usne ek zor-dar thappad Sweety ki bhari hui gaand par maara.

CHAAAK!

"Ahh! Jetha jaanu... itne zor se kyun mara? Abhi toh main aayi hoon," Sweety ne ek sexy aah bharte huye kaha. Jethalal ne uski kamar pakdi aur usey apne paas kheencha, uske 8 inch ka danda Sweety ki skirt se takrane laga. "Tu baith yahan Sweety, main zara bathroom mein fresh hokar aata hoon, phir hum 'hisab-kitab' karte hain."

Jethalal bedroom mein gaya aur bathroom mein ghus gaya. Usne shower on kiya. Paani ki dhar-dhar awaaz poore bedroom mein gunjne lagi. Jetha ne apne saare kapde nikaal diye aur nanga hokar shower ke niche khada ho gaya. Woh bathroom ka darwaza band karna bhool gaya tha, shayad uske dimaag mein Sweety ka nasha itna tha ki woh hosh kho baitha tha.

Idhar hall mein, Sweety ne sofa par baithne ke bajaye ek bohot hi bold plan banaya. Woh dabe paanv main door ke paas gayi aur usey andar se double-lock kar diya. Phir woh dabe paanv Jethalal ke bedroom mein ghusi. Andar se garam shower aur soap ki khushbu aa rahi thi.

Sweety ne bed ke paas khade hokar dhire se apna green crop shirt nikaal diya. Uske 36D size ke boobs ek black lace bra mein qaid they jo paani ke ubhaar ki tarah bahar nikalne ko tadap rahe they. Phir usne apni short black skirt ki zip niche ki aur usey bed par gira diya, jisse uski gori jaanghein aur black panty saaf dikhne lagi.

Usne bina der kiye apni bra aur panty bhi nikaal kar bed par phenk di. Ab Sweety poori tarah NANGI thi. Uska doodh jaisa gora badan, 26 inch ki patli kamar, 36D boobs aur uski gulabi chut ekdum khule huye they. Woh dhire-dhire nangi halat mein bathroom ki taraf badhi. Darwaza thoda sa khula tha, usme se bhaap bahar nikal rahi thi.

Sweety bathroom ke darwaze ke ekdum bahar khadi ho gayi. Woh Jethalal ko nanga nahaate huye dekh rahi thi. Jetha ki pith uski taraf thi. Usne dekha ki Jetha ka 8 inch ka hathiyar ekdum sakht hokar hawa mein lehra raha hai.

Jethalal ne jaise hi apne chehre se paani ponchha aur mudkar darwaze ki taraf dekha, uski aankhein phat kar bahar aa gayi. Usne apne samne Sweety ka woh poori tarah nanga aur raseela badan dekha. Sweety darwaze ke frame ka sahara lekar khadi thi, uske 36D boobs oopar-neeche ho rahe they aur uski gulabi chut se paani ki boondein phisal rahi thi.

"Sweety? Tu... tu nangi?" Jetha ki awaaz bathroom ki bhaap mein dab gayi.

Sweety ne ek nasheeli smile di aur bathroom ke andar enter hui. Usne shower ke niche Jetha ke ekdum karib aakar uski chaati par apne haath rakhe. "Kyun Jetha jaanu? Maine kaha tha na ki nasta bahar nahi, andar hoga."

Dono shower ke niche ekdum nange ek-doosre se chipak gaye. Garam paani unke jismon se takra kar floor par gir raha tha. Sweety ne apne 36D boobs Jetha ke seene se zor se ragde. Jethalal ne Sweety ki gori aur bhari gaand ko apne dono hathon mein bhara aur usey oopar ki taraf utha liya.

Jetha ka 8 inch ka danda Sweety ki gulabi phool ke entrance par touch hone laga. Sweety ne Jetha ki gardan mein apne haath daal diye aur uske honto ko apne mooh mein bhar liya. Bathroom mein sirf unki saanson ki garmi aur shower ki awaaz thi.

Jethalal ne Sweety ko deewar se tika diya. Sweety ne apni ek taang Jetha ki kamar par lapet li, jisse uski gulabi chut ekdum khul gayi. Jethalal ne apna 8 inch ka Hatiyar, Sweety ki chut ke entrance par rakha aur ek dhire se dhakka diya.

"Ahh... Jetha Jaanu! Poora... poora daal do!" Sweety ne dard aur sukoon mein chikh kar kaha. Jethalal ne bina der kiye poora 8-inch ka hathiyar, Sweety ki gehraai mein utaar diya. Sweety ka sharir jhatke lene laga. Jetha ne shower ke niche hi Sweety ki gaand aur uske boobs ko pakad kar itne zor se jhatke maare ki bathroom ki tiles thartharane lagi.

Har ek stroke ke saath Sweety ki 'Aah-Aah' poore bedroom mein gunj rahi thi. Jethalal ne uski dono taangon ko apne kandhon par rakha aur usey bed par le gaya. Bed par Sweety nangi leti thi aur Jetha uske oopar chadkar kisi jungli janwar ki tarah uski jawani ko loot raha tha. Usne Sweety ke 36D boobs ko apne mooh mein bhar liya aur unhe kaatne laga.

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Toh dosto, Sweety aur Jethalal ne toh bed par 'Gada Electronics' ka asli power trial shuru kar diya hai. Jethalal ka 8-inch ka hathiyar Sweety ki gulabi chut ki gehraai naap raha hai. Par yaad rahe, Bapuji, Tapu aur Daya mandir gaye huye hain aur woh kabhi bhi wapas aa sakte hain. Kya Jethalal is 'Live Telecast' ko finish kar payega? Ya Bapuji darwaza tod kar andar aa jayenge? Janne ke liye dekhiye agla part, jahan Gokuldham ka ye 'Adult' kissa apne asli ant tak pahunchega!"

[Part 4 Completed]

Woww Ye koi nai chhori Sweety gaga ka gada le gai. Baki sab bhabhiyan dekhti rah gai.

 

[Premkumar65]

Chapter 4: Bal-Vivah Ka Tanaav​

[ Part 4 of 5: Bathroom Ka 'Vira' Kaand Aur Gokuldham Ka Sangeet Dhamaka ]​

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Namaste! Main hoon Trambak Maharaj. Maine pehle hi kaha tha ki Ahmedabad se aaya Sundar sirf Jetha ki jeb nahi kaatega. Jab bahar shaadi ka shor ho aur andar bathroom ka darwaza khula ho. Aaj sanskar ki dhoti nikal chuki hai aur vasna ka nanga shower chalu hai. Chalo, us bheege huye kaand ki gehraai mein chalte hain jahan pani garam hai aur irade ekdum mardana!"

Dophar ka waqt tha, suraj sar par tha aur Jethalal ke ghar mein haldi ki rasam ke baad thoda sannata chha gaya tha. Bapuji aur Tapu bahar kisi kaam se gaye they, aur Jethalal dukan ke kisi purane order mein busy tha. Daya Bhabhi thakawat aur pasine se lathpath thi. Usne socha ki shaadi ke asli function se pehle ek baar naha kar fresh ho jaye. Woh bathroom mein gayi, shower on kiya aur excitement mein darwaza andar se lock karna bhool gayi. Shayad use laga ki ghar khali hai, par woh bhool gayi thi ki uska 'Vira' ghar mein hi hai.

Daya shower ke neeche poori tarah nangi khadi thi. Garam paani ki boondein uske 36C size ke bhari boobs se takra kar ek nasheeli dhun paida kar rahi thi. Paani uski raseeli nabhi aur niche uski gulabi phool tak phisal raha tha. Tabhi dhire se darwaza khula aur Sundar dabe paanv andar enter hua... aur darwaza band kar diya. Daya ko paani ke shor mein kuch pata nahi chala.

Achanak, Daya ke nange aur naram boobs par piche se do bade haath aaye. Daya shock ho gayi, usne jhat se piche mudkar dekha... "Arey! Sundar? Vira... tu yahan? Ye kya kar raha hai?"

Sundar ekdum nanga tha, uski aankhon mein apni hi behen ke liye chamak thi. "Haa behna... mujhe yaad aaya tum bachpan mein mujhe kaise nehalati thi... aaj phir se nehalao na," Sundar ne raseeli awaaz mein kaha aur Daya ko apni baahon mein bhinch liya. Daya ne muskurate huye apna haath piche le jaakar Sundar ke 5.5 inch ke hathiyar ko majbooti se pakad liya. "Waah! Mera Vira toh bohot bada ho gaya hai!"

Daya Sundar ki qaid se chhoot kar apne ghutno par niche baith gayi. Shower ka garam paani dono ke nange jismon ko bhigo raha tha. "Vira, tu bohot naha liya... ab is 'Chote Vira' ki baari hai," Daya ne kaha aur Sundar ka hathiyar apne mooh mein bhar liya.

Slurp... Slurp... ki nasheeli awaaz poore bathroom mein gunjne lagi. Sundar ka hosh udd gaya, oopar se garam paani ki dhaar aur niche uski apni raseeli behena ke garam moves.

Sundar ne Daya ko uthaya aur ek Deep Kissing shuru kar di. Usne Daya ka poora badan apni jeebh se chaatna shuru kiya—uske boobs, uski kamar aur uski jaanghein. Phir Sundar ne Daya ko bathroom ki thandi deewar se chipka diya aur apna hathiyar piche se uski raseeli gaand par ragadne laga. Daya ne mauka dekh kar Sundar ko counter kiya aur usey floor par niche gira diya. "Tu abhi bhi bacha hai Vira... poora bada nahi hua," Daya ne muskura kar kaha aur shower band kar diya. Woh apne badan ko towel se lapet kar, gand matakate hui bathroom se bahar apne bedroom mein chali gayi.

Sundar wahi floor par nanga pada reh gaya. Woh dhire se utha aur Daya ke room se hote huye chup-chap Tapu ke room mein gaya aur wahan apne kapde change kar liye. Is waqt ghar mein koi nahi tha, sab bahar busy they.

Kuch samaye baad, Daya taiyar hokar hall mein aayi. Usne ek ekdum chamkili sky-blue saree pehni thi jiske saath ek ekdum deep-cut sleeveless blouse tha. Uski 36C jawani us blue saree mein kisi bijli ki tarah chamak rahi thi. Sundar pehle se hi hall mein ready hokar baitha tha, naye kurte mein ekdum mast lag raha tha.

"Vira... dekh toh, main kaisi lag rahi hu?" Daya ne gol ghoom kar apni chaudi gaand aur raseeli kamar dikhayi. Sundar ne kuch nahi bola. Woh utha aur sidha Daya ke paas gaya. Usne Daya ko uski kamar se pakda aur usey apne karib kheencha. Usne Daya ke bhari boobs ko saree ke oopar se hi zor se dabaya, "Behna, tu toh ekdum 'Heroine' lag rahi hai." Dono thodi der tak is pal mein khoye rahe, phir normal huye.

Sundar ne jaate-jaate Daya ki gaand par ek zor-dar SPANK kiya.

CHAAAK!

Tabhi Jethalal hall mein aaya. Usne ek bohot hi shaandar Red Sherwani pehni thi, jisme uska 8-inch ka danda launch hone ke liye taiyar tha. "Kitna time Daya! Sab niche intezar kar rahe hain," Jetha ne kaha.

Tabhi uski nazar Sundar ke haath par padi. Sundar ne ek chamakti hui sone ki ring pehni thi. "Arey! Sundar, ye ring toh meri hai? Wo mere locker mein thi?" Daya ne muskura kar kaha, "Haan Tapu ke papa, aapki hi hai. Par aaj itna bada din hai, mere Vira ne maangi toh maine de di. Acchi lag rahi hai na?" Jethalal ka chehra utar gaya. Man hi man usne kaha,

"Gayi meri sone ki anguti! Sundar ne toh aaj poora chuna laga diya."

Par shaadi ka mahol tha, woh kuch bol nahi paya. "Chalo-chalo, niche sab aa gaye hain."

Sab log niche society compound mein aaye. Mahol ekdum jashn wala tha. Iyer, Hathi, Mehta, Bhide aur Sodhi—sab Ahmedabad ki dhol ki thap par bhangra aur dance kar rahe they. Par asli nazara toh ladies ka tha:

Babita Ji, ne ek white aur gold lehenga pehna tha. Blouse itna chota tha ki unke 38E boobs har thumke par oopar-neeche uchhal rahe they. Unki gori kamar society ki light mein chamak rahi thi.

Anjali Bhabhi ne ek transparent emerald green saree mein Anjali bhabhi ekdum raseeli lag rahi thi, unka cleavage sabka dhyan khinch raha tha. Unhone Jethalal ko dekh kar ek shararati smile di.

Roshan Bhabhi ne ek Parsi style ki red saree mein unki bhari hui jawani dhol ki awaaz par thumak rahi thi. Sodhi unhe dekh kar pagal ho raha tha.

Madhavi bhabhi ne ek sexy yellow silk saree mein Madhavi ka figure ekdum kadak lag raha tha, Bhide baar-baar apni dhoti sambhal raha tha.

Rita Reporter ne bhi ek short skirt-kurti mein aayi thi, har angle se Jetha ko taad rahi thi aur photo le rahi thi.

Sari bhabhiyan aur Ahmedabad se aayi ladkiyan compound ke beech mein ek bada circle banakar nachne lagi. Tabhi Sodhi ek dhol-wale se dhol chheen kar laya aur sab k bich meh bajane laga. Gokuldham ki deewarein aaj unske dhol k nagado par thumkne wali thi.

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Hahaha! Dekha dosto? Bathroom mein 'Vira' ne jo dhar liya, hall mein Sundar ne jo 'Chuna' laga diya, aur ab compound mein bhabhiyon ne jo 'Toofan' uthaya hai... ye toh sirf trailer hai! Asli film toh tab shuru hogi jab Naina dulhan ban kar mandap mein aayegi aur Jethalal ka 'Gada' behosh hone wala hoga. Kya Daya aur Sundar ka ye bathroom kaand Jetha ke samne aayega? Janne ke liye dekhiye agla part, jahan 'Mandap Kaand' shuru hoga!"

[Part 4 Completed]

Mast khel chal raha hai.

 

[Premkumar65]

Chapter 5: Suhaag-Raat Ka Tanaav​

[ Part 4 of 5: Jetha Ka Dhamaka ]​

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Namaste! Main hoon Trambak Maharaj. Bapuji ne toh bedroom mein apna 6.5 inch ka 'Aashirwad' baant diya, par Jethalal kaise peeche rehta? Tapu hall mein so raha hai, Daya gehri neend mein hai. Chalo, kitchen ka maza lete hain jahan doodh aur paani ka asli hisab hone wala hai."

Bapuji ke saath ek ghante ke us bhari 'Session' ke baad, Naina ka jism abhi bhi tap raha tha. Bapuji ne usey itna nichoda tha ki usey bohot tez pyaas mehsoos ho rahi thi. Woh dabe paanv Tapu ke bedroom se nikli. Hall mein halka andhera tha, Tapu masoomiyat se sofa par soya tha, bekhabar ki uski dulhan ke saath andar kya 'Bhajan' hua hai.

Kitchen tak pahunchne ke liye Naina ko Jethalal aur Daya ke bedroom ke ekdum samne se guzarna tha. Jetha ke room ka darwaza halka sa khula tha, shayad hawa ke liye. Naina ne andar jhaanka, halki zero-watt ki roshni mein usey Jethalal aur Daya ek-doosre se door sote huye dikhe. Naina dabe paanv aage badhi aur kitchen mein dakhil hui. Usne fridge se thanda paani nikaala, ek glass mein bhara aur jaise hi pehla ghoot liya, usey apne piche kisi ki bhari saanson ka ehsas hua.

Naina ne glass abhi mooh se lagaya hi tha ki achanak piche se do bhari, garam haath aaye. Un hathon ne Naina ki night-shirt ke oopar se hi uske 34C size ke bhari aur tanaav bhare boobs ko itne zor se dabaya ki Naina ki ek lambi aur raseeli "Ahhh..." nikal gayi. Uske haath se glass phisal kar niche platform par gir gaya, par paani ki boondein uske badan par bikhar gayi.

Naina ne koi virodh nahi kiya. Woh jaanti thi ki is ghar mein mard dabe paanv hi aate hain. Usne piche jhuk kar us sparsh ka maza lena shuru kiya. Agle hi pal, un do hathon mein se ek haath dhire se niche gaya aur Naina ki night-pant ke elastic ke andar ghus gaya. Woh haath kisi expert mechanic ki tarah Naina ki gulabi chut tak pahuncha aur usse sehlaane laga. Piche se Naina ki nangi gardan par hont tika diye aur wahan ek gehra, bhookha 'Kiss' kiya.

Naina ab charam-seema par thi. Bapuji ki thakaan ab Naina ki garmi mein badal rahi thi. Agle 15 minute tak woh haath Naina ki chut ke saath andhere mein khelta raha. Naina ki siskariyan kitchen ki deewaaron se takra rahi thi. Haatho ki ungliyan Naina ki gehraai mein utar rahi thi aur nateeja ye hua ki Naina ke chut se 'kaam-ras' ka naya dharun nikal kar uski gore jaanghon tak beh gaya.

Naina ne jab madhoshi mein piche mudkar dekha, toh uski aankhein hairat se phat gayi. Woh Jethalal tha! Jethalal ki aankhon mein wahi tharkas thi jo Babita ko dekh kar jaagti hai. Jethalal ne bina waqt gawaye Naina ke dono boobs par dobocha aur usey kitchen platform se chipka kar gehraai se chusne aur kiss karne laga. Usne Naina ka night-pant niche khiska diya.

Naina ne andar ek light blue lace panty pehni thi jo abhi 'Garami' ki wajah se poori bheegh chuki thi. Jethalal ne usey bhi nikaal kar side mein fenk diya aur Naina ko kitchen platform ki taraf thoda aur jhuka diya. Naina ne piche mudkar ek shaitani aur raseeli smile di.

Tabhi Jethalal ne apna pajama niche kiya aur apna 8-inch ka hathiyar bahar nikaala jo sadiyon ki pyaas liye huye tha. Naina woh hathiyar dekh kar dhang reh gayi. Bapuji ka 6.5 inch ka tha, par Jethalal ka toh usse bhi bada, mota aur nasila tha! "Hey Maa... itna bada..." Naina ke mooh se bas yahi nikla.

Jethalal ne bina der kiye apna 8-inch ka 'Hatiyar' Naina ki chut mein ek hi jhatke mein poora utaar diya. Naina ki ek teekhi cheekh nikli par Jetha ne turant uske mooh ko apne honton se band kar diya. Agle 1 ghante tak kitchen mein sirf 'thap-thap' aur siskariyon ka shor gunjta raha. Jethalal ne Naina ki jawani ka wo maza liya jo Tapu shayad sadiyon tak na kar pata.

Jab Jetha ne apna kaam poora kiya, usne Naina k chut se apna ‘Hatiyar’ bich meh nikala aur phir naina ko utaya, usey ek aakhri deep kiss di aur uske boobs ke saath thoda khel kar, bina kuch bole chup-chap apne bedroom mein chala gaya aur Daya ke baju mein aise so gaya jaise woh raat bhar bhajan kar raha ho.

Naina kitchen mein akeli khadi rahi, uske chehre par ek vijayi muskurahat thi. Woh kitchen se nikal kar hall mein gayi aur wahan se dabe paanv Tapu ke bedroom mein jaakar so gayi. Uska badan ab shant aur thanda ho chuka tha.

Subah ke thik 7 baje Naina ki neend khuli. Khidki se aati suraj ki pehli kiran uske gore badan par pad rahi rahi thi. Usne karwat li aur dekha ki Bapuji abhi bhi so rahe hain, par unka ek bhari haath Naina ke ek jawan boobs par rakha hua tha, jaise woh sote huye bhi apna 'Aashirwad' de rahe hon. Naina ne dhire se Bapuji ka haath hataya, unhe ek baar taada aur hall mein chali gayi.

Hall mein Tapu abhi bhi sofa par soya tha. Naina ne Tapu ko hila kar uthaya, "Chaliye ji... uthiye! Aaj aapko dukan pe jana hai na? Dulha ban kar kab tak soyenge? Jaldi taiyar ho jaiye!"

Tapu ne apni neend bhari aankhein kholi aur samne jawan aur raseeli Naina ko dekh kar khush ho gaya. "Hi darling! Waah, aaj toh tum bohot khoobsurat lag rahi ho. Chalo, ab mujhe jaldi se nehala do!"

Naina ne muskurate huye Tapu ko apni god mein uthaya. Jaise hi usne Tapu ko utaya, Naina ke bhari aur naram boobs masoom Tapu ke mooh aur naak ke ekdum samne aa gaye. Naina usey lekar Tapu ke bathroom mein gayi. Usne Tapu ko niche utara aur geyser on kiya.

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Hahaha! Dekha dosto? Jethalal ne kitchen mein apna '8-inch ka Gada' poora khali kar diya aur subah hote hi Naina ne Tapu ke saath bathroom mein 'Service' dene ki taiyari shuru kar di. Ek taraf Bapuji ka aashirwad, doosri taraf Jetha ka hardcore... Naina toh Jethalal k ghar ki asli 'Owner' ban gayi hai. Par ab bathroom mein Tapu ke saath kya hone wala hai? Kya Naina is masoom bache ko bhi apne rang mein rang degi? Janne ke liye dekhiye agla part, jahan 'Bathroom Kaand' aur 'Gada Electronics' ki nayi opening hogi!"

[Part 4 Completed]

Naina to bilkul kheli khai lagti hai. Gada ka lund badi asani se kha gai.

 

[Premkumar65]

Chapter 7: Gokuldham Ka Khufiya Khel​

[ Part 4 of 5: Bhide Ka Bookshelf Aur Madhavi Ki Delivery ]​

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Namaste! Main hoon Trambak Maharaj. Dekha aapne, pichle part mein Lovely ne kaise subah-subah Jethalal ke bathroom mein jaakar ek bhayanak aur raseela khel khela tha. Jethalal ka din toh ban gaya, par ab Lovely ki manzil Gokuldham ke 'Ekmev Secretary' Aatmaram Tukaram Bhide ka ghar hai. Jo Bhide subah Scooty ka stand lagate waqt paseene se bheeg gaya tha, uske ghar mein ab kya hungama hoga? Dekha aapne, aba aage ky honga dekhnege!"

Jethalal ke ghar se apna kaam poora karke Lovely muskurate huye baahar nikli. Uski sexy 2-piece red crop-top aur white mini-skirt abhi bhi uske jism ki aag ko poori tarah numaya kar rahi thi. Lovely jaanti thi ki usne Jethalal ka 'Hatiyar' shant kar diya hai, par Gokuldham mein abhi aur bhi kai aise pyase baithe hain jinhe uski is choti si skirt aur chamakte huye gubaron ki zaroorat hai. Uski agli manzil society ke secretary, Bhide ka ghar tha.

Bhide ke ghar ke andar mahol ekdum alag tha. Subah ki dhoop khidki se andar aa rahi thi. Hall mein ek taraf Madhavi zameen par baith kar apne papad aur achaar ke dabbo ko pack kar rahi thi. Uske aas-paas plastic ki theliyan, rassi aur masalo ki mehak phaili hui thi. Madhavi ko kisi party ka bada order mila tha aur woh poori tarah se apni packing mein vyast thi, usne dhyan hi nahi diya ki uska pati kya kar raha hai.

Aur doosri taraf, sofe par Aatmaram Tukaram Bhide baitha hua tha. Bhide ke haath mein aaj ka taja Marathi newspaper tha. Woh dikhawe ke liye newspaper padhne ka natak kar raha tha, par asal mein usne newspaper ulta pakda hua tha. Uski aankhein baar-baar darwaze ki taraf jaa rahi thi. Subah jabse usne Lovely ki Scooty ka stand lagaya tha aur uski gori jaangh ka sparsh mehsoos kiya tha, tabse Bhide ka dimaag padhai aur secretary-giri chhod kar vasna ke samundar mein doob chuka tha. Uski dhoti ke andar uska 'tambu' abhi tak tana hua tha aur woh bas Lovely ka intezar kar raha tha.

Tabhi darwaze par halke se dastak hui aur creeeak karke darwaza khula.

"Excuse me... main andar aa jau?" ek atyant raseeli aur meethi awaaz hall mein gunji.

Ye Lovely thi. Uske aate hi jaise hall ka taapmaan 10 degree badh gaya. Usne sabse pehle apni nasheeli aankhon se Bhide ko dekha, aur phir Madhavi ki taraf dekh kar ek bholi si smile di. "Namaste Madhavi bhabhi, namaste Secretary sir."

Bhide ne hadbada kar apna ulta newspaper seedha kiya aur apna chashma naak par upar khiskaya. "A-Aao Lovely ji... aao. Time par aayi ho." Bhide ka gala sukh raha tha, kyunki Lovely ka crop-top abhi bhi uske 36-size ke boobs ko poori tarah sambhal nahi paa raha tha aur uski cleavage Bhide ki aankhon par bijli gira rahi thi.

Madhavi ne achaar ke dabbe par dhakkan lagate huye upar dekha. "Arey aagayi tu? Chal acha hai time par aa gayi. Aaj mere paas waqt bohot kam hai. Main tujhe aaj ka kaam bata deti hoon. Pehle hall aur bedrooms mein theek se jhadu marna, phir pocha lagana, aur last mein bathroom mein jo kapde dhone hain unhe machine mein daal kar dho dena aur sukha dena. Samajh gayi?"

Lovely ne ek adaa se apna sir hilaya, jisse uske khule baal hawa mein lehraye. "Ji Madhavi bhabhi, aap fikar mat kijiye. Main saara kaam ekdum 'deeply' aur theek se kar dungi. Aapka ghar aise chamkega ki sir dekhte reh jayenge." Lovely ne ye bolte huye Bhide ki taraf ek halki si aankh maari, jise Madhavi nahi dekh payi.

Bhide ka dil joro se dhadakne laga. Lovely ne jhadu uthayi aur kaam shuru kar diya.

Ab shuru hua Lovely ka Bhide ko satane ka khel. Lovely ne jaan-bujh kar jhadu marte waqt apne aap ko aage ki taraf poora jhuka liya. Jaise hi woh jhuki, uski white mini-skirt piche se hawa mein uth gayi. Skirt itni choti thi ki jhukne par uski poori gori aur bhari gaand aur uske andar pehni hui patli si red panty ki boundary Bhide ko saaf nazar aane lagi.

Bhide, jo sofe par baitha tha, uski aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi. Uska saans lena mushkil ho gaya tha. Woh newspaper ke piche se chup-chup kar Lovely ki matakti hui gaand ko taad raha tha. Lovely jhadu lagate huye dre-dhire Bhide ke sofe ke ekdum paas aa gayi. Usne jaan-bujh kar apne boobs ko thoda aur niche jhukaya jisse uski cleavage Bhide ke mooh ke theek samne aa gayi. Bhide ko uske perfume ki nasheeli mehak aane lagi.

"Sir, zara apne pair upar uthayenge? Mujhe yahan niche jhadu lagana hai," Lovely ne apni raseeli awaaz mein pucha.

Bhide ne ghabra kar apne pair upar kar liye. Lovely jab uske pairo ke paas jhuki, toh uski naram aur gori jaangh halke se Bhide ke ghutne se ragad gayi. Bhide ke jism mein jaise 440 volt ka current daud gaya. Uski pant ka tambu aur bada ho gaya, par bechara Bhide kuch nahi kar paa raha tha kyunki theek samne uski biwi Madhavi baithi thi jo apni packing mein vyast thi.

Jhadu maarne ke baad, Lovely ne baalti aur pocha laya. Pocha lagane ka nazara toh jhadu se bhi zyada bhayanak aur uttejit karne wala tha. Lovely zameen par baith kar pocha laga rahi thi. Usne apni skirt ko thoda aur upar khiska liya tha taaki woh gili na ho. Is position mein uske gore boobs ekdum baahar nikalne ko taiyar they. Woh floor ko ragad-ragad kar saaf kar rahi thi aur har stroke ke saath uski jawani jhalak rahi thi. Bhide bechara apna paseena poch raha tha. Uska andar ka mard pagal ho raha tha, par patni ke samne woh majboor tha.

Pocha lagane ke baad, Lovely bathroom mein gayi aur kapde dhone machine mein daal diye. Wahan se machine ki ghoomne ki aawaz aane lagi.

Lagbhag ek ghanta beet gaya tha. Lovely ne saare dhule huye kapde ek plastic ki tokri (basket) mein nikale aur hall se hote huye balcony mein sukhane ke liye chali gayi. Balcony mein dhoop thi, aur Lovely jab apne dono haath upar karke taar par kapde daal rahi thi, toh uska crop-top upar sarak gaya aur uski gori, patli nabhi aur pet ka darshan Bhide ko hone laga.

Theek usi waqt, Madhavi ne apne saare achaar aur papad ke dabbe theliyon mein pack kar liye they. Usne apni saree theek ki aur dabbo ko uthate huye boli, "Acha suniye! Mera packing ka kaam ho gaya hai. Main abhi in sabki delivery karne jaa rahi hoon. Mujhe aane mein 2-3 ghante lag jayenge. Aap ghar ka dhyan rakhna aur kahin bahar mat jana."

Bhide ki aankhon mein achanak ek ajeeb si chamak aa gayi. Usne koshish ki apni khushi ko chupane ki. "H-Haan haan Madhavi, tu aaram se jaa. Apna business theek se kar. Main yahin ghar par baith kar society ke accounts check karunga. Tu chinta mat kar."

Madhavi ne ek baar balcony ki taraf dekha jahan Lovely kapde sukha rahi thi. "Suno Lovely! Main jaa rahi hoon, tu bacha hua kaam theek se khatam karke darwaza theek se laga kar jana." "Ji Madhavi bhabhi! Aap aaram se jaiye," Lovely ne balcony se hi awaaz di.

Madhavi darwaza khol kar baahar nikal gayi. Jaise hi Madhavi ke kadmon ki aawaz seedhiyon par kam hui, Bhide ki toh jaise saalo ki lottery lag gayi. Madhavi ke jaate hi ghar ka mahol ekdum se badal gaya. Jo Bhide abhi tak darr-darr ke newspaper ke piche chhipa tha, woh achanak ek sher ki tarah uth khada hua.

Bhide ne sabse pehle tezzi se jaakar main darwaza ko andar se lock kar diya aur uski kundi chada di.

Tabhi Lovely balcony se saare kapde sukha kar khali tokri lekar hall mein wapas aayi. Usne dekha ki Madhavi jaa chuki hai. Lovely ne apne paseene se bheege huye haseen chehre par haath phera aur boli, "Secretary ji... mera saara kaam ho gaya hai. Ab main jaa rahi hoon, mujhe baaki gharon mein bhi jana hai."

Bhide ne apna chashma utaar kar table par rakha. Uski aankhon mein ab society ke rules nahi, balki aag hi aag thi. "Rukh! Kahan jaa rahi hai itni jaldi?" Bhide ne dhimi par kadak awaaz mein kaha. "Tumne sab kuch itna jaldi kar diya hai... abhi bhi tumhare paas bohot time bacha hai."

Lovely ne apni jagah par ruk kar ek katilana smile di. Usne dekha ki Bhide ne darwaza lock kar diya hai. "Arey Bhide ji, aapne darwaza kyun band kiya? Aur ab kaunsa kaam bacha hai? Madhavi Bhabhi ne toh sab bata diya tha."

Bhide dre-dhire chalte huye Lovely ke kareeb aaya. Uski pant mein uske 5.5 inch ka danda saaf dikh raha tha. "Tum bohot fast kaam karti hona Lovely. Par secretary ke ghar mein ek aur kaam bacha hai. Woh dekho udhar corner mein... mera bookshelf. Uspar bohot dhool jam gayi hai. Jao... us bookshelf ko theek se saaf aur arrange kardo."

Lovely samajh gayi ki Bhide kya chahta hai. Usne apne honton par jeebh pheri aur adaa se boli, "Theek hai sir... agar aap order de rahe hain, toh main aapki kitabein bhi theek kar deti hoon."

Lovely mudkar hall ke us corner mein gayi jahan ek badi si lakdi ki almari rakhi thi jisme Bhide ki bohot saari kitabein, registers aur files rakhi thi. Lovely ne ek chota sa kapda liya aur kitabon ko nikaal-nikaal kar saaf karne aur arrange karne lagi. Bookshelf thoda uncha tha, isliye Lovely ko apne pairo ke panjon par khada hona pad raha tha aur apne haath upar uthane pad rahe they. Is process mein uski mini-skirt piche se poori tarah uth gayi thi aur uski gori gaand ka bada hissa bahar aa gaya tha.

Bhide se ab ek pal bhi bardasht nahi hua. Woh dabe paanv peeche se Lovely ke paas gaya aur ekdum se Lovely ke piche usse chipak kar khada ho gaya. Bhide ka seena Lovely ki naram peeth se takra raha tha.

"Arey Lovely... ye book yahan nahi, yahan upar rakho..." Bhide ne bahaana banate huye apna ek haath Lovely ke kandhe ke upar se nikaal kar kitab ko pakda. Is bahaane usne apna poora jism Lovely ke jism par daba diya.

Lovely ko turant apne gaand par Bhide ke 5.5 inch ke hathiyar ka sakht ehsaas hua. Bhide ka tambu Lovely ki skirt ke theek upar uski gaand ki daraar par chub raha tha. Lovely ke jism mein ek lahar si daud gayi.

"S-Sir... ye aap kya kar rahe hain?" Lovely ne natak karte huye thodi dheemi aur raseeli awaaz mein pucha, par woh peeche hati nahi, balki usne apni gaand ko Bhide ke hathiyar par thoda aur piche dhakel diya.

Bhide ab poori tarah madhosh ho chuka tha. "Main... main toh bas tumhe kitabein rakhna sikha raha hoon Lovely..." Bhide ne haanpate huye kaha. Aur tabhi Bhide ne piche se Lovely se chipke-chipke hi uski gaand par apne hathiyar se daake marne shuru kar diye. Bhide ke dhakke dhime they par unme saalo ki dabi hui vasna aur tharkapan bhara tha. Uski pant aur Lovely ki skirt ke beech friction paida ho rahi thi jisse dono ko atyant maza aa raha tha.

Lovely ne apni aankhein band kar li aur us bookshelf ke sahare aage ki taraf thodi jhuk gayi, jisse Bhide ko daake marne mein aur aasaani hone lagi. "Ahhh... sir... aap toh bohot theek se sikha rahe hain..." Lovely siskariyan lene lagi.

Bhide ke haath jo ab tak kitabon par they, dhire-dhire niche khisakne lage. Usne apne dono haath piche se aage laakar Lovely ke crop-top ke theek upar se uske dono bhari boobs ko apni mutthiyon mein jakad liya. Bhide ke haath thode sakht they, aur woh Lovely ke boobs ko bohot zor-zor se masalne laga.

"Ouch... sir, aaram se... bohot dard hota hai wahan..." Lovely natak karte huye boli, par asal mein uske nipples akad gaye they aur woh is dard bhare maze ko enjoy kar rahi thi. Lovely poori tarah se garam ho chuki thi aur uske mooh se moans nikal rahi thi.

"Ummmm... aaaaah... Bhide sir... aaah..."

"Ummmm... aaaaah... Bhide sir... aaah..."

Bhide ka 5.5 inch ka hathiyar Lovely ki gaand par lagatar ragad khaa raha tha aur uske haath Lovely ke gubaron ko kisi aate ki tarah goondh rahe they. Bhide ki saansein Lovely ki gardan par garam hawa chhod rahi thi. Ye khufiya aur khatarnak khel lagataar ese hi 10 minute tak chalta raha. Bhide ko lag raha tha jaise usne apni saari secretary-giri aaj is bookshelf par hi nikaal di ho.

Woh dono is raseele maze mein itne doobe huye they ki unhe kisi aur cheez ka hosh nahi tha. Bhide ab Lovely ki skirt ke andar haath daalne hi wala tha ki achanak hall mein ek zor ki awaaz gunji!

RING RING RING RING!

Lovely ka mobile phone zor-zor se bajne laga. Us achanak awaaz se Bhide ekdum se darr gaya aur piche hat gaya. Uska tanaav abhi bhi qayam tha, par phone ki ghanti ne usey hosh mein la diya. Lovely ne bhi apni saansein theek ki, apne kapde adjust kiye aur bag se apna phone nikaala.

Screen par dekha toh Roshan bhabhi ka naam tha. "H-Hello... Roshan bhabhi? Haan, main bas nikal hi rahi hoon Bhide sir ke ghar se. Aati hoon 2 minute mein." Lovely ne phone kaata aur mudkar Bhide ko dekhi.

Bhide bechara haanp raha tha aur uska jism abhi bhi aag mein jal raha tha. Uska 5.5 inch ka hathiyar abhi bhi dardnaak tarike se tana hua tha. "S-Secretary ji... mujhe ab jaana hoga. Roshan bhabhi bula rahi hain, unka kaam wait kar raha hai," Lovely ne ek shararati muskurahat dete huye kaha, apne gubaron ko thik karte huye.

Bhide kuch kar nahi paya. Woh madhavi ke aane ka darr aur dusre gharon ki complaints nahi chahta tha. Par us 10 minute ke naseele ragad ne Bhide ki zindagi ka sabse bada maza diya tha. "H-Haan... theek hai. Jao... par kal... kal fir time par aana," Bhide ne apna tambu chupate huye kaha.

Lovely ne apna bag uthaya, Bhide ko ek flying kiss di, aur darwaza khol kar bahar nikal gayi. Bhide wahi khada soch raha tha ki aaj raat woh Madhavi ko kaise jhelega jab uska dimaag sirf Lovely ke boobs mein atka hai.

Lovely society ke corridor mein matakti hui chali aur seedha Roshan bhabhi ke ghar pahunchi. Wahan ka darwaza khula tha. Roshan bhabhi hall mein thi. Lovely ne dekha ki Sodhi bhai aaj ghar par nahi they, woh apne garage gaye huye they gadiyan theek karne. Roshan akeli thi. Lovely ne wahan kisi ko tease nahi kiya. Usne jaldi-jaldi fata-fata apna jhadu-pocha aur bartan ka kaam poori tezi se khatam kiya aur wahan se nikal gayi.

Uske baad Lovely seedhiyan utar kar Dr. Hathi ke ghar gayi. Wahan bhi Komal bhabhi aur Dr. Hathi baithe the. Lovely ne bina koi nakhra kiye chup-chap apna kaam niptaya aur wahan se bhi free ho gayi.

Dophar ka waqt hone wala tha. Lovely apna bag kandhe par latkakar haathi k ghar se nikal rahi thi. Ab uska agla target ground floor tha. Ground floor par ek aisa ghar tha jahan Gokuldham ke sabse 'samajhdaar' aur 'vidwaan' insaan rehte they. Lovely dheere-dhire gaandmatakte hui badh rahi thi. Uski nazrein saamne wale darwaze par jam gayi—Taarak Mehta ka ghar.

Taarak Mehta, jo Jethalal ke param-mitra aur society ke Fire-Brigade hain. Lovely ne apne honton par jeebh pheri aur socha ki is kavi mahodaye ki kavita mein aaj vasna ka naya ras dalna hoga.

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Ha-ha-ha, toh dekha aapne, Lovely ne toh secretary Bhide ki saari discipline aur rules ko apne 10 minute ke khel mein hawa mein uda diya. Bhide ka bookshelf toh saaf nahi hua, par uske dimaag mein vasna ki nayi kitaab zaroor khul gayi. Par ab Lovely ka rukh Tarak ki taraf hai. Taarak Mehta, jo khud ko bada santulit aur diet-conscious maante hain, unke ghar mein jab Lovely dakhil hogi tab kya dhamaka hoga? Aba ky honga tarak k ghar meh? dekhne agle part meh!"

[Part 4 Completed]

Bahut hi achhi chal rahi hai story.

 

[Premkumar65]

Chapter 9: Tiku-Ji-Ni Wadi Ka Picnic​

[ Part 4 of 5: VIP Room Ka Khufiya Khel ]​

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Namaste! Main hoon Trambak Maharaj. Dekha aapne, pichle part mein kaise hamari Gokuldham ki ladies ne rain dance mein aag lagayi aur Bapuji ke saath paani mein aisi kusti ki ki poore resort ka taapmaan badh gaya. Lekin dosto, woh toh sirf trailer tha! Asli picture toh ab VIP changing room ki thandi deewaron ke piche shuru hone wali hai. Ek aisi aag, ek aisa khel jo Bapuji ki zindagi ka sabse bada aur raseela sach banne wala hai. Dekhate hai, aba aage kya honga!"

VIP changing room ke us private aur soundproof shower cubicle ke andar garam paani ki shhhh-shhhh aawaz lagatar gunj rahi thi. Bapuji poori tarah se nange khade they, aur unki aakhein band thi. Garam paani unke thake huye budhe jism par gir kar unhe sukoon de raha tha, aur cubicle ke andar bhaap (steam) itni bhar chuki thi ki dundhla-pan har taraf phaila hua tha. Unka 6.5 inch ka lamba aur sakht hathiyar rain dance ki yaadon mein abhi bhi hawa mein salami de raha tha.

Tabhi, us thos bhaap aur paani ke shor ke beecho-beech, Bapuji ko apne pairon ke theek paas ek halchal mehsoos hui. Aur agle hi second, unke us nange, aakad chuke hathiyar par ek atyant naram, garm aur gili cheez aakar poori tarah se lipat gayi!

Bapuji ke jism mein jaise hazaron volt ka bijli ka jhatka laga. Unhone darr aur bhayankar uttejna (excitement) ke maare jhatke se apni aakhein kholi aur niche dekha.

Niche ka nazara dekh kar Bapuji ki saansein unke halaq mein atak gayi. Bhaap ke us dundhle-pan mein, garam paani ke fawware ke theek niche, unke ghutnon ke bal baithi hui koi aur nahi, balki Gokuldham ki sabse haseen aur hot aurat—Babita ji thi!

Babita ji abhi bhi apni wahi Hot Sexy Purple Bra aur Black Thong Panty mein thi. Unka makhmali chehra paani se bheeg raha tha, aur unke dono naram hathon ne Bapuji ke ‘Hatiyar’ ko badi mazbooti se thama hua tha. Aur unke raseele, gulabi hont Bapuji ke hathiyar ko bohot hi mast tarah se chus rahe they! Babita ka mooh Bapuji ke dande par aage-piche ho raha tha, aur unki nashiili aakhein upar Bapuji ki taraf dekh rahi thi.

Heh? Babita yahan kahan se aayi? Gayab toh Daya bhabhi thi naa?

Toh dosto, ye janne ke liye chalte hain thoda piche!

Kuch samay pehle... Jab rain dance khatam hua aur sabhi thak-haar kar paani se bahar aakar lounge area mein chairs par baithe, tab Anjali bhabhi ne sabki ginti ki. Usne dekha ki Daya bhabhi wahan missing thi. "Arey? Daya bhabhi kahan gayi?" Anjali ne aashcharya se pucha. "Shayad woh washroom gayi hogi fresh hone."

Daya bhabhi asal mein washroom nahi gayi thi, balki unhe yaad aaya tha ki Bapuji ke kapde gile the aur unka thela (bag) bus mein hi reh gaya tha. Toh Daya bhabhi chup-chap bus ki taraf chali gayi thi taaki Bapuji ke liye unka bag laa sake.

Tabhi Babita ji, jinhone pehle hi Bapuji ko galti se Ladies VIP Lounge wale darwaze mein ghuste huye dekh liya tha, unke dimaag mein ek bohot hi gehri aur raseeli shaitani jaag uthi. Babita ko pata tha ki Bapuji wahan akele hain aur nange hain. Ye mauka woh kisi bhi haalat mein gawana nahi chahti thi.

Babita ne turant piche se Anjali ko bola, "Actually Anjali, mujhe bhi washroom jana hai aur paani se thoda fresh hona hai. Main jati hoon, aur agar Daya bhabhi wahan mili toh unhe bhi apne saath lekar aati hoon!" Anjali ne bina shak kiye haan keh diya, "Theek hai Babita, jaldi aana."

Aur bas, phir kya tha! Babita ne dabe paanv wahan se nikli aur chup-chap Bapuji ka picha karte huye theek usi Ladies VIP Changing Room mein dakhil ho gayi. Usne dhyan se suna, toh sabse aakhri wale cubicle se garam paani ki aawaz aa rahi thi. Babita bina koi aawaz kiye us parde ke andar ghusi aur Bapuji ke samne ghutnon par baith kar apna raseela khel shuru kar diya!

Aba return to current time!

Bapuji is waqt satve asman par they. Unka dimaag sunn ho chuka tha aur unke jism ka ek-ek rom-rom khushi se naach raha tha. Woh ye bilkul nahi soch rahe they ki Babita yahan kahan se aayi, ya bahar koi aa toh nahi jayega. Bapuji ko ab bas is pal ka raseela ehsaas lena tha.

Ye ek adbhut (magical) combination tha! Upar se shower ka garama-garam paani Bapuji ki peeth aur kandhon par gir raha tha, aur niche Babita ke garm aur raseele hont unke hathiyar par jadoo kar rahe they. Babita ekdum expert ki tarah Bapuji ke 6.5 inch ke dande ko apne halaq (throat) tak poora utaar rahi thi.

Slurp... Slurp... Gulp... ki aawazein shower ke paani ke shor ke saath milkar us chote se soundproof cubicle mein gunj rahi thi.

Babita ke dono bhari purple boobs uske aage-piche hone ki wajah se buri tarah bounce kar rahe they. Bapuji ne apne dono haath Babita ke gile aur mulayam baalon mein daal diye aur unhe halke-halke sehlate huye apni kamar ko aage ki taraf push karne lage.

Esa lagataar 10 minute tak chalta raha. 10 minute ki us lagatar chusayi ne Bapuji ke andar ki barso purani vasna ko poori tarah jala diya tha. Unke andar ka janwar ab bedari (awakening) le chuka tha. Unse ab aur control nahi ho raha tha.

Bapuji ne Babita ke kandhon ko pakda aur usey dheere se upar uthaya. Babita ka gila, garm aur makhmali badan Bapuji ke nange aur sakht jism se aakar poori tarah chipak gaya. Un dono ki saansein ek doosre ke chehre par takra rahi thi.

"Bahar tune meri bohot seva ki beta..." Bapuji ne ek dum bhari, mardana aur haanpati hui aawaz mein kaha, unki aakhon mein ek bhookhe sher jaisi chamak thi. "Tune pool mein mujhe sambhala, aur abhi yahan mujhe jannat dikhayi... Ab aage... aba mujhe teri seva karne de!"

Babita ke honton par ek vijayi aur uttejit muskurahat aa gayi. Bapuji ne bina waqt gawaye, Babita ko kandhon se pakad kar usey theek ulta (turn around) kar diya. Ab Babita ka muh cubicle ki gili deewar (tiled wall) ki taraf tha aur uski nangi, chaudi aur gori gaand (black thong panty ke saath) Bapuji ke theek samne thi.

Bapuji apne aap ko control nahi kar paye. Unhone apne dono lambe haath piche se aage ki taraf nikaale aur Babita ki Purple Bra ke theek upar se uske 38-size ke bhari, gore aur raseele boobs ko apni mutthiyon mein jakad liya! Garam paani ki wajah se Babita ki bra ekdum uski skin se chipki hui thi. Bapuji un boobs ko kisi aate ki tarah zor-zor se, poori taqat se masalne (squeeze) lage.

"Ahhh... B-Bapuji... Ouch... aaram se..." Babita siskariyan lene lagi. Uske nipples bra ke kapde ko cheer kar ekdum sakht ho chuke they aur Bapuji ke hathon ke dabaav se usey mitha-mitha dard aur bepanah maza aa raha tha.

Us masal-masli ke beech, Bapuji ne piche se apne jism ko Babita ki bhari gaand se sataya. Unka hathiyar Babita ki gaand ki daraar mein ragad kha raha tha. Bapuji ne apni positioning theek ki, apne dande ko Babita ki naram, gili aur gaand ke theek entrance par lagaya aur dono hathon se uske boobs pakde huye hi, ek poori taqat wala zor-dar dhakka (thrust) maar kar apna lamba hathiyar ek hi jhatke mein Babita ki gufa ke poora andar daal diya!

"AAAAAAHHHHHH!"

Babita ke muh se ek tezz, dard aur atyant sukh (pleasure) se bhari aawaz nikal gayi. Bapuji ka danda itna bada aur sakht tha ki woh Babita ki gehraai (womb) tak jaa takraya. Bapuji ne apne hathiyar ko poora andar deeply set kar diya tha.

Babita ka poora jism aage ki taraf jhook gaya, usne apne dono haath deewar (wall) par tika diye taaki woh gir na jaye. Phir Bapuji ne apne haath uske gubaron se hataye aur Babita ki patli, gili kamar (waist) ko dono hathon se mazbooti se pakad liya taaki woh hile nahi.

Aur ab shuru hua Bapuji ka bhayanak, junglee aur mardana kusti ka khel!

Bapuji ne deewar se chipka kar Babita ki kamar ko pakde huye, piche se apne dhakke (thrusts) shuru kar diye! Takk... Takk... Slap... Slap... Bapuji ki jaanghein (thighs) Babita ki gaand se itni buri tarah aur itni zor se takra rahi thi ki chamdi ke pitne ki aawaz shower ke paani se bhi zyada tezz gunj rahi thi. Bapuji har dhakke ke saath apne hathiyar ko poora bahar nikaalte aur phir poori taqat se wapas Babita ke andar dhas dete.

Babita abhi apne charam sukh (peak pleasure) par thi. Dosto, yeh koi ittefaq ya hadsa (accident) nahi tha! Ye sab Babita ka plan tha! Shuru se lekar abhi tak! Bapuji ko bahar pool mein us long gol water ride pe akele lejana jahan unka jism takraye, phir rain dance ke waqt jaan-bujh kar apne boobs aur kamar unse touch karna, aur ab chupke se unke piche is VIP room mein aana... ye sab Babita ka ek well-calculated success tha!

Babita, Iyer ki us thandi 30-second wali mardangi se poori tarah thak chuki thi. Usey ek asli, tajurbe-daar aur junglee mard ki bhookh thi, jo usne Bapuji ki aakhon mein subah se dekh li thi. Aaj uska woh raseela plan 100% successful ho gaya tha.

Bapuji ki raftar (speed) paagal janwaron ki tarah badhti jaa rahi thi. Unki saansein ful rahi thi, aur unka paseena shower ke paani ke saath milkar Babita ki peeth par gir raha tha.

"Ahhh! Ohhh! Yes Bapuji! Faad dijiye! Aur zor se! Ahhhh!" Babita ki cheekhein (moans) lagatar nikal rahi thi.

Ese hi non-stop, rough aur bhayanak dhakke poore 30 minute tak chalte rahe! Ji haan, 30 minute tak Bapuji ne bina thake us haseen aurat ko deewar se laga kar choda. Babita itni zor-zor se cheekh rahi thi aur siskariyan le rahi thi ki aam jagah hoti toh poori society sun leti. Par khush-kismati se, VIP changing room ke ye cubicles poori tarah soundproof the, aur paani ke tezz shor ki wajah se uski cheekhein aur unke takrane ki Slap-Slap aawazein bahar tak nahi jaa rahi thi. Bahar ka corridor ekdum shaant tha.

Room ke andar ka nazara dimaag kharab karne wala tha. Ek budha aadmi, jise sab sanskari samajhte hain, woh ek atyant hot, jawan, aur society ki sabse sexy ladki ki piche se buri tarah le raha tha!

30 minute ki is lagataar aur thaka dene wali kusti ke baad, Bapuji ki saansein ekdum rukne lagi. Unka poora badan aakad gaya aur unhe ehsaas ho gaya ki ab unka jawalamukhi (volcano) phatne wala hai.

"B-Beta... mera... mera nikal ne wala hoon!" Bapuji bhari aawaz mein chillaye.

Babita turant samajh gayi. Bapuji ne ek aakhri lamba dhakka maara aur apna hathiyar jhatke se Babita ke andar se nikaal liya! Babita ne ek second bhi waste nahi kiya. Woh turant wapas ghumi aur apne ghutnon par zameen par baith gayi. Usne apna khoobsurat chehra theek Bapuji ke hawa mein khade hathiyar ke aage kar diya, aur apna mooh aade mein khol liya.

"Yahan Chacha-ji... mere mooh par... sab nikal dijiye!" Babita ne haanpate huye kaha.

Theek usi pal, Bapuji ki kamar aage ki taraf jhatka khayi aur unka cum baahar nikaal diya. Bapuji ne apna saara garam, gaadha aur safed maal pichkariyo ki tarah seedha Babita ke chehre, uske gaalon, aur uske raseele honton par chhod diya! Ek ke baad ek, kai pichkariyan Babita ke chehre ko bhigo gayi.

Bapuji ka poora jism ekdum halka ho gaya, aur woh deewar ka sahara lekar lambi-lambi saansein lene lage.

Niche baithi Babita ki halat dekhne layak thi. Uska poora chehra Bapuji ke maal se lath-path tha. Aur usne kya kiya? Babita ne bade hi mast aur maze se apni gulabi jeebh nikaali aur apne honton aur muh ke aaspas gire huye us saare maal ko chaat liya! Babita ki aakhon mein is waqt ek ajeeb sa, gehra nasha tha. Ek jeet ka nasha aur poori tarah santusht hone ka nasha.

Kuch der baad, Babita khadi hui. Usne Bapuji ko gale laga liya. Dono us garam shower ke niche saath mein naha rahe they. Babita apne hathon se Bapuji ke jism par sabun laga rahi thi, aur Bapuji bhi Babita ke bheege huye gubaron ko sehla rahe they. Woh log shower mein aapas mein ek-doosre ke jism ke saath khelte huye maze kar rahe they. Paani ne saara paseena aur saara saboot dho diya tha.

Kareeb 15 minute aur beet gaye. Ab total lagbhag ek ghanta ho chuka tha. Bapuji ko achanak time ka ehsaas hua aur unke andar wapas thoda darr aane laga.

"Beta Babita... bohot time ho gaya hai. Bahar sab log, khaskar Daya aur Anjali, chinta kar rahi hongi. Agar koi hume dhoondhte huye yahan aa gaya toh humara maza saza mein badal jayega. Abhi humein chalna chahiye," Bapuji ne thoda pareshani mein kaha, Babita ke baalon par haath pherte huye.

Par Babita ka jism abhi bhi aag ki tarah garm tha. Woh Chacha-ji ko chhod hi nahi rahi thi! Usne apne dono haath Bapuji ki gardan mein daal diye aur machalte huye boli, "Arey Chacha-ji... itni jaldi kya hai? Thodi der aur ruk jaiye na, bahar sab apne mein mast honge. Mujhe aapke paas bohot sukoon mil raha hai."

Bapuji ne uske chehre ko apne hathon mein liya, "Beta, mujhe bhi bohot maza aaya, par abhi risk zyada hai. Hum phir kabhi mauka dhoondhenge, pakka. Par abhi izzat bachana zaroori hai."

Babita samajh gayi ki Bapuji sahi keh rahe hain. Agar kisi ko shak ho gaya toh poori society mein bawaal ho jayega aur unka ye khufiya khel humesha ke liye band ho jayega.

"Theek hai Bapuji," Babita ne halke se pout karte huye kaha. "Aap ek kaam kijiye, aap chupke se yahan se nikaliye aur samne Gents wale changing room mein chale jaiye. Main abhi yahan theek se naha kar, fresh hokar baahar aati hoon taaki kisi ko ye shak na ho ki hum dono saath the."

Bapuji ne haan mein sir hilaya. Unhone jaldi se apna tauliya wapas apni kamar par lapeta, cubicle ke bahar jhaank kar dekha ki poora ladies room khali hai, aur phir dabe paanv (tiptoe) wahan se nikal kar, corridor cross karke fatafat Gents VIP Lounge mein ghus gaye. Wahan unhone chain ki saans li.

Idhar Babita wapas shower ke niche gayi aur usne theek se apne baal aur badan dhoya taaki fresh dikh sake.

Ab chalte hain Gents VIP Room ki taraf:

Bapuji jab andar pahuche, toh unhone dekha ki wahan bench par unka thela (bag) rakha hua tha. Ye wahi bag tha jo Daya bhabhi bus se lene gayi thi aur lakar Gents room mein rakh gayi thi taaki Bapuji naha sakein.

Bapuji ne bag khola. Bapuji ne aaj apni purani dhoti-kurta pehan-ne ka irada chhod diya tha kyunki woh poori tarah paani se bheeg chuke they aur gande bhi ho gaye they. Tapu hamesha apne pyare Dadaji ke liye shopping karta tha. Bag ke andar Tapu ne Bapuji ke liye kuch aaraamdayak aur stylish kapde rakhe the jo unke size ke hi the.

Bapuji ne apna gila tauliya hataya aur woh kapde pehan liye. Unhone ek bohot hi smart Khaki Colour ka Knee-length Short (nicker) pehna, aur upar ek phoolo (floral) wali half-sleeve Hawaiian Shirt pehni. Shirt ekdum resort aur beach wale vibe ki thi. Aur sath mein, dhoop se bachne ke liye Tapu ne unke liye ek Cool Baseball Cap (Topi) bhi rakhi thi, jo Bapuji ne sidhi tarah apne sir par pehan li.

Budhe Bapuji ab dhoti-kurte wale bujurg nahi, balki ekdum jawan, energetic aur 'Cool Granddad' lag rahe they. Unke chehre par abhi bhi Babita ke diye huye charam sukh ki chamak aur thakaan dono thi.

Doosri taraf Ladies Room mein:

Babita ne theek se nahane ke baad, apne badan ko poncha. Par usne apne bag se bahar wale sukhe kapde (jeans aur t-shirt) nahi nikaale. Babita bohot chalak thi. Usne wapas apni wahi Hot Sexy Purple Bra aur Black Panty theek se pehan li. Woh wapas ussi 'wet swimming' look mein bahar aana chahti thi taaki kisi ko zabaan par shak tak na ho ki usne apna time kahan bitaya hai. Agar woh naye kapdo mein jaati toh log sochte ki usne itna waqt nahaane aur kapde badalne mein kyu lagaya. Wahi gile look mein woh lagegi jaise abhi bas fresh hokar aur relax karke nikli hai.

Plan ke mutabik, Sabse pehle Babita ji changing room se bahar nikli. Woh apni patli kamar aur badi gaand ko matkati hui, aur apne gile baalon ko towel se ragadti hui corridor se baahar aayi. Thodi der baad, Bapuji bhi Gents room se baahar aaye, par unhone Babita ke peeche-peeche aane ke bajaye, resort ke doosre hisse mein thodi der tehalne ka faisla kiya. Woh jaan-bujh kar ghoom kar, coffee wagera dekh kar thoda late aana chahte they taaki in dono ki entry alag-alag time par ho aur coincidence na lage.

Jab Babita ji wapas lounge area mein pahunchi, toh usne dekha ki saari ladies—Anjali, Daya, Madhavi, Komal aur Roshan—wahi lambi lounge chairs par baithi hui juice pee rahi thi aur snacks khaa rahi thi. Bache (Tapu Sena) abhi bhi samne waale kids pool mein awazein kar rahe they.

Daya bhabhi apne Bapuji ka bag Gents room mein rakh kar wapas aa chuki thi aur ab unke beech baithi thi.

Jese hi Babita ji wahan aakar unke pass khadi hui, sabki nazrein un par padi.

"Arey Babita ji!" Daya ne apne haath ka pakoda niche rakhte huye pucha, "Kahan chali gayi thi tu itni der ke liye? Main toh kabse dhoondh rahi thi."

Anjali ne bhi hairani se dekha, "Haan Babita, tu toh bol kar gayi thi ki Daya ko dhoondhne washroom ja rahi hai. Daya toh kabki wapas aakar baith gayi, par tu lagbhag ek ghante se gayab thi! Itni der tu kahan aur kya kar rahi thi?"

Komal aur Madhavi bhi Babita ke bheege huye boobs aur purple bra ko ghoorte huye uske jawab ka intezar karne lagi.

Babita ke honton par ek ekdum natural aur innocent si smile thi, par uske dimaag mein Bapuji ke woh bhayankar dhakke ghoom rahe they.

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Haha! Toh dekha aapne dosto, VIP changing room ka paani sirf thanda nahi, balki jwalamukhi (volcano) jaisa garam nikla! Babita ji ne toh apna poora game plan set karke Bapuji se woh sukoon hasil kar liya jiski unhe sadiyon se talash thi. Par ab Babita apni in chatur saheliyon ke samne kya bahana banayegi? Aur jab Bapuji apne is naye 'Cool Dude' shorts wale roop mein inke samne aayenge, toh kya hoga? Ye saari garma-garam details aur kalesh, janiye agle part meh!"

[Part 4 of 5 Completed]

Mast story hai.

 

[Premkumar65]

Chapter 10: Raat Ka Safar​

[ Part 1 of 5: Bus Ki Aakhri Seat ]​

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Namaste! Main hoon Trambak Maharaj. Dekha aapne, pichle chapter mein kaise Tiku-Ji-Ni Wadi mein paani aur aag ka khel khela gaya. Din bhar ki bhari masti, rain dance, aur VIP changing room ke un raseele raazon ke baad, ab waqt aa gaya hai wapas Gokuldham lautne ka. Thakaan toh sabko thi, par kuch logo ki aag abhi bhi bujhi nahi thi. Raat ke andhere mein, aakhri seat par kya naya gul khilega, aur society mein mardon ka kya naya roop samne aayega? Dekhate hai, aba aage kya honga!"

Sham dhal chuki thi aur raat ka andhera poore Mumbai par chhane laga tha. Tiku-Ji-Ni Wadi ke main gate par khadi us luxury AC bus ka engine start ho chuka tha. Din bhar paani mein tairne, dry rides par cheekhne aur dhoop mein ghoomne ke baad, saari ladies aur Tapu Sena poori tarah se thak (exhaust) chuke they. Unke jism chur-chur ho rahe they aur aakhein neend se bhari hui thi.

Bus ke darwaze khule aur sab ek-ek karke andar aane lage. Bus kaafi badi aur spacious thi. Bacchon ki sena (Tapu, Goli, Gogi, Sonu, Pinku) itni thaki hui thi ki woh log bus ke piche jane ke bajaye, theek aage wali seats par hi gir pade. AC ki thandi hawa lagte hi, bache 5 minute ke andar gehri neend mein so gaye.

Uske baad ladies aayi. Daya bhabhi, Anjali, Roshan, Madhavi aur Komal ne bus ki beech wali seats (middle rows) par kabza kar liya. Sabne apni-apni seats ko piche ki taraf push kiya. Din bhar ki azadi aur masti ke baad, unhe bhi ab shanti chahiye thi.

Aur in sabke beech, Bapuji apne naye 'Cool Dude' avatar (Cargo shorts, floral shirt, red cap) mein sabse aakhri mein bus mein chadhe. Bapuji ne ek chatur nazar aage aur beech mein daali. Unhe shanti chahiye thi... par akele nahi. Bapuji bina kisi aawaz ke, chup-chap chalte huye bus ki sabse aakhri wali seat par chale gaye aur theek khidki ke paas wali seat par aaram se baith gaye. Bus ke piche ka hissa thoda andhere mein tha aur wahan aage ki lights nahi pahunch rahi thi.

Jese hi driver ne bus aage badhayi, bus ke andar ki main lights band kar di gayi. Sirf halki nili (blue) night-lights on thi. Bus ke hichkole aur AC ki thandak ne apna jadoo dikhaya. Kuch hi der mein, saari ladies aur bache gehri neend mein so gaye. Bus mein sirf engine ki ghurrrr-ghurrrr aawaz aur logon ke kharrato ki halki aawaz gunj rahi thi.

Lekin is poori bus mein do log aise the jinhe neend nahi aa rahi thi.

Beech wali seat par baithi Babita ji ne achanak apni aakhein kholi. Usne apni white t-shirt aur denim shorts theek kiye. Babita ne dhyan se aas-paas dekha. Daya bhabhi muh khol kar so rahi thi, Anjali aur Roshan ek doosre ke kandhe par sir rakh kar gehri neend mein thi, aur Madhavi bhi so chuki thi. Mahol ekdum safe tha.

Babita ji ke honton par ek shaitani aur nasheeli muskurahat aa gayi. Unhe yaad tha ki VIP room ka unka raseela khel abhi adhoora reh gaya tha. Babita chup-chap, dabe paanv apni seat se uthi. Woh catwalk karti hui, bus ki aisle (raste) se hote huye seedha piche wali aakhri seat ki taraf badhi.

Wahan andhere mein, Bapuji pehle se hi full josh mein baithe huye the, jaise unhe pata tha ki Babita aane wali hai. Babita dhire se Bapuji ke theek baju wali seat par aakar baith gayi. Unki makhmali tangein Bapuji ke cargo shorts wali tangon se halke se ragad (brush) khayi.

Babita: (Dheemi, phusphusati hui aawaz mein) "Neend nahi aayi aapko, Chacha-ji? Itna thakne ke baad toh aakhein band ho jani chahiye thi."

Bapuji: (Babita ki taraf ghoomte huye, uski aakhon mein dekhte huye) "Jab saamne aisi haseen apsara ho, toh is budhe ki aakhon mein neend kahan se aayegi beta? Meri aakhein toh kisi aur cheez ki pyasi hain."

Babita: (Halke se has kar, apna haath Bapuji ke ghutne par rakhte huye) "Kiski pyasi hain? Subah VIP room mein jo 'garam paani' mila tha, kya woh kaafi nahi tha?"

Bapuji: "Woh toh sirf trailer tha Babita beta. Tu paani mein itni aag laga sakti hai, toh main soch raha tha is AC bus ki thand mein kya karegi."

Babita: "Aap sach mein bohot naughty ho gaye hain Chacha-ji. In kapdon mein toh aapka andaz hi badal gaya hai. Ekdum hero lag rahe hain."

Bapuji: "Hero toh main pehle se tha, bas kisi ne mere andar ka sher jagaya nahi tha. Tune jo subah meri seva ki hai, usne is hero ko wapas jawan kar diya."

Babita: (Apni tight white t-shirt ko thoda aage khinchte huye, cleavage dikhate huye) "Toh phir... kya is jawan hero ko abhi aur seva ki zaroorat hai? Pura rasta lamba hai."

Bapuji: (Thook nigalte huye, Babita ke haath ko apne thigh par dabate huye) "Lamba rasta hi toh chahiye. Mujhe lagta hai is piche wali seat par koi hume disturb nahi karega."

Babita: "Darr nahi lagta aapko? Agar Daya bhabhi piche mud kar dekh le toh?"

Bapuji: "Darr usay lagta hai jiske paas khone ko kuch ho. Maine toh tujhe paa kar jannat pa li hai. Daya so rahi hai, tu bas apna kaam shuru kar."

Babita: "Aap order bohot acha dete hain. Dekhte hain is andhere mein aapka 'tambu' kitna sath deta hai."

Bapuji: "Tambu toh VIP room se hi tana hua hai. Tu bas haath laga kar dekh."

Babita: "Haath kyun... mera toh poora jism aapse jodne ka mann kar raha hai. Aap tayaar toh hain na?"

Bapuji: "Tayaar toh main hamesha se tha Babita. Tu aa toh sahi."

Babita: (Apne hont Bapuji ke kaan ke paas laakar) "Toh phir saans rok lijiye Bapuji... kyunki ye safar bohot raseela hone wala hai."

Is kaatilana aur garm dialogue baazi ke baad, bus ke piche wale andhere hisse mein ek atyant uttejit mahol ban gaya.

Babita ne ek nazar aage daali. Sabhi aurtein gehri neend mein thi. Babita ne aage jhuk kar apna ek bada sa shawl nikala aur usey Bapuji aur apni god ke upar daal diya taaki andhere mein kisi ko kuch na dikhe.

Phir Babita dhire se Bapuji ki taraf jhuki aur aadhi let gayi. Uska sir theek Bapuji ki god ke paas aa gaya. Bapuji ne jo cargo shorts pehne huye the, unme unka 6.5 inch ka hathiyar subah se hi unki yaadon mein bechain tha. Babita ne shawl ke niche apne naram aur makhmali hathon se Bapuji ke shorts ke button ko khola.

Bapuji ka hathiyar, jo is tang shorts mein kaid tha, azaad hote hi hawa mein poori tarah se sakht hokar khada ho gaya. Babita ne andhere mein hi usko apne hathon mein thama. Uski garm saansein Bapuji ki jaanghon par pad rahi thi. Bina koi aawaz kiye, Babita ne apne raseele hont aage kiye aur us azaad huye hathiyar ko apne mooh mein le liya!

Bapuji ki aakhein jhatke se badi ho gayi. AC ki us thandi hawa mein, Babita ke muh ki woh bepanah garmi Bapuji ke jism mein 440 volt ka current dauda rahi thi. Bapuji ne darr aur maze ke maare apne dono haath seat par zor se bhench (clench) liye taaki unke muh se koi aawaz na nikal jaye.

Sochiye dosto, kya kismat thi Bapuji ki! Bus mein aage unki bahu (Daya) aur society ki baki aurtein so rahi thi, aur piche aakhri seat par society ki sabse hot aurat unki god mein aadhi leti hui unki is kadar raseeli seva kar rahi thi. Babita ka sir bus ke hichkole ke saath upar-niche ho raha tha, aur us shawl ke niche chal raha ye 'Khufiya Kaand' kisi ko bhanak tak nahi lagne de raha tha.

Aur ab, naseeb toh dekho! Bapuji ki kismat yahan rukne wali nahi thi.

Jis highway ke raste se woh log subah khushi-khushi sirf 1 ghante mein water park pahunch gaye the, aaj wapas laut-te waqt wahan ek bhayankar Traffic Jam lag gaya!

Bus driver ne aage dekh kar announce kiya, par sab so rahe they. Ek bada accident hone ki wajah se poora highway block tha. Gaadiyan rukh chuki thi. Jis safar ko 1 ghanta lagna tha, ab woh poore 4 ghante ka safar ban chuka tha!

Bapuji ke dimaag mein patakhe phoot gaye. 4 ghante? Matlab 4 ghante tak ye jannat ka safar chalta rahega!

Aur sach mein dosto, traffic jam ke us poore raste mein, Bapuji ne us aakhri seat par jo anand uthaya, woh kisi raja-maharaja ko bhi naseeb nahi hua hoga. Bus dhire-dhire sarak rahi thi, aur Babita shawl ke niche, kabhi Bapuji ke hathiyar ko chusti, kabhi unke pet aur jaanghon ki masaj karti, aur kabhi uth kar Bapuji ke honton par ek garm, deep kiss de deti. Bapuji ne bhi Babita ki tight white t-shirt ke oopar se uske purple bra wale boobs ko poore raste khoob masla.

Jab traffic jam khulne laga aur Mumbai shehar ki lights dikhne lagi, tab Babita apni is lambi aur mehnat bhari seva se poori tarah santusht hokar uthi aur wapas theek se Bapuji ke theek baju mein baith gayi. Usne apne baal theek kiye aur t-shirt ko set kiya.

Bapuji poori tarah se thak chuke they, par unki aakhon mein ek aisi chamak thi jo barson purani jawani laut aane par milti hai. Unhe Babita par bepanah pyar aur aakarshan aa raha tha.

Bapuji ne bina kuch bole apna thela apne pairon ke paas se uthaya. Unhone bag ki chain kholi aur uske andar se note (cash) ka ek mota bundle nikaala. Ye 500-500 ke naye note the! Bapuji ne woh notes ka bundle chup-chap Babita ki taraf badha diya.

Babita ji ek second ke liye shock ho gayi. Uski aakhein hairat se badi ho gayi.

"Y-Ye kya hai Bapuji? Aap mujhe paise kyun de rahe hain?" Babita ne ghabra kar, halki aawaz mein pucha. "Maine ye sab kisi paiso ke liye nahi kiya tha Chacha-ji! Mujhe aap pasand aaye, isliye maine aapki seva ki. Main koi waisi aurat nahi hoon!" Babita ka thoda ego hurt ho gaya.

Bapuji ne bohot hi pyar aur samajhdaari se Babita ka haath pakda. "Beta, tu galat samajh rahi hai. Main janta hoon tune ye paiso ke liye nahi kiya. Tu toh is society ki rani hai. Main tujhe ye paise us 'kaam' ke liye nahi de raha."

Babita ne confused hokar Bapuji ki taraf dekha, "Toh phir kis liye?"

Bapuji ne Babita ke kaan ke paas aakar phusphusaya, "Main tujhe ye paise isliye de raha hoon, taaki tu in paiso se aur bhi ache-ache, mehenge aur sexy kapde kharid sake. Aur sabse zaroori baat... naye aur mast Innerwears (Lingerie) le sake! Subah jo purple bra aur black panty pehni thi tune, usne meri jaan nikal di thi. Main chahta hoon tu is paiso se usse bhi behtar, lace wale aur transparent kapde laaye, taaki अगली (next) baar jab hum milein, toh main unhe apne hathon se utaar sakun. Samjhi beta?"

Babita ko jab asli kaaran samajh aaya, toh uske honton par ek atyant shaitani, naughty aur raseeli muskurahat phail gayi. Uski saari narazgi gayab ho gayi. Usko realize hua ki Bapuji ko uska dressing sense kitna paagal kar chuka hai.

Babita ne muskurate huye woh bundle Bapuji ke haathon se le liya. Usne aaraam se, aakhri seat ki dim light mein un paiso ko gina. Woh poore 20,000 rupaye (Twenty Thousand Rupees) the!

"Wow Bapuji... aap toh bade ameer aur dil-daar nikle," Babita ne nakhre se kaha aur un paiso ko apne purse mein daal liya. Usne Bapuji ki aakhon mein dekh kar ek katilana aakh maari aur wada kiya, "Kuch din rukh jayiye Bapuji! Phir aisi aisi dresses aur lingerie pahan kar aaungi ki aapka dil aur dhoti, dono sambhale nahi sambhlenge!"

Dono ne ek doosre ko dekha aur wahi khidki se bahar aati Mumbai ki roshni mein aaraam se baithe rahe.

Raat ke theek 10:00 baj rahe the.

Char ghante ke lambe traffic jam aur usse bhi lambe 'Khufiya Romance' ke baad, bus aakhir kar Gokuldham Society ke main gate ke andar dakhil hui.

Psssshhhh... Bus ke air-brakes ki aawaz aayi aur bus society ke compound mein theek center mein aakar ruk gayi.

Driver ne light on ki. "Chalo bhabhi ji log! Society aa gayi!" Daya bhabhi, Anjali, Roshan aur baki sabki aakhein jhatke se khuli. Sabhi ne jamhaai (yawn) li aur angdayi todte huye uthne lage. Bache bhi apni aakhein malte huye uthe. Babita aur Bapuji bhi aise acting karte huye apni seat se uthe jaise woh abhi-abhi gehri neend se jaage hon.

Ek-ek karke sabhi log apne bhari bags lekar bus se niche society compound mein utar gaye. Driver ne bus start ki aur woh bus wahan se nikal gayi.

Ab compound mein saari ladies aur Tapu sena khadi thi. Thandi hawa chal rahi thi aur sab poori tarah se thak chuke the, unhe bas ab apne bed par jaakar sona tha.

Par society mein utarte hi sabko ek baat bohot hairan lagi.

Wahan Koi bhi Gents nahi dikh raha tha! Na Jethalal, na Taarak, na Sodhi, na Hathi aur na hi Iyer. Society ka maidan ekdum sunsaan tha.

"Arey? Ye gents log kahan gaye?" Roshan ne hairani se aas-paas dekhte huye pucha.

"Humein lene ke liye niche nahi aaye?" Daya bhabhi ne bhi yahan-wahan dekha, "Tapu ke papa ko toh maine bataya tha ki hum 10 baje tak aa jayenge. Pata nahi kahan gaye sab."

"Zaroor apne soda shop ya Abdul ki dukan par gap-shap maar rahe honge. Inhe hamari kya chinta!" Babita ne apni t-shirt theek karte huye, thoda nakhre mein kaha (jabki asal chinta toh usne bus ki aakhri seat par hi Bapuji se karwa li thi).

Saari ladies thoda udas aur naraz hone lagi ki unke pati itne laprwah hain. Woh sab apne bags utha kar apne-apne gharon ki taraf jaane ke liye ghoomi hi thi ki achanak...

"Surprise!!!"

Ek bohot hi zor-dar, ek-saath nikali aawaz poori society mein gunj uthi! Ladies aur bache buri tarah darr gaye aur unhone jhatke se piche mudkar dekha.

Society ke Garden ke piche se, andhere se nikal kar saare Gents (Jethalal, Taarak Mehta, Sodhi, Dr. Hathi aur Iyer) ek line mein khade hokar baahar aaye!

Par hairani ki baat ye nahi thi ki woh wahan the. Hairani ki baat ye thi ki un sab ke haathon mein Bade-bade colourful aur chamakte huye GIFTS the! Ji haan dosto, woh sab apne-apne bacchon aur patniyon ke liye gifts lekar aaye the.

Ladies aur bacchon ke chehre khushi aur aashcharya se khil uthe. "Arey! Gifts? Ye sab kya hai?" Anjali ne aage badhte huye pucha.

Jethalal, jisne ekdum fancy shirt pehni hui thi, woh sabse aage aaya aur usne thoda bhaavuk (emotional) hokar bolna shuru kiya.

"Daya... Babita ji... Anjali bhabhi aur saari society ki bhabhiyo. Humein maaf kar dijiye. Aaj din bhar jab aap log humse door us water park mein the, toh hum mardon ko yahan is society mein akele baith kar apni Galti ka ehsaas hua hai."

Taarak Mehta ne aage continue kiya, "Haan. Humein samajh aaya ki hum apne kaamon, office aur dukan ke chakkar mein aap logo ko kitna Ignore karte hain. Humari zindagi mein aap log kitne zaroori hain, ye hume aaj aapke bina akelepan mein mehsoos hua."

Sodhi ne bhi apna sir hilaya, "Oye Roshan meri jaan! Sachi bol raha hoon, tere bina mera sikh kabab khane ka bhi dil nahi kiya aaj. Humne aap sabka dil dukhaya tha."

Iyer ne bhi apna chashma thik kiya aur Babita ki taraf dekhte huye apnapan jataya, "I am really sorry Babita darling. Humein tumhare saath us picnic par chalna chahiye tha. Humne bohot badi mistake ki."

Saari ladies ka dil pighal gaya. Jo aurtein subah gusse mein 'No Gents Allowed' bol kar nikli thi, ab apne patiyon ke is badle huye roop aur maafi ko dekh kar bohot khush aur emotional ho rahi thi. Bapuji wahi khade Jethalal ke is drame ko dekh kar man hi man has rahe the, kyunki unhe pata tha inki 'tadap' ka asli raaz kya hai.

Phir shuru hua Gifts ka distribution!

Jethalal sabse aage gaya. Usne ek bada sa, red ribbon wala box Daya ke haath mein diya, "Ye lo Daya! Tumhare liye Ahmedabad ki special bandhani saree aur matching jewelry!" Daya khushi se uchhal padi. Phir Jetha ne Tapu ko ek naya video game diya. Uske baad Jethalal ne Bapuji ko ek shawl di (jise dekh kar Bapuji ne man mein socha ki Babita ka 20,000 ka gift is shawl se hazar guna behtar hoga).

Taarak Mehta ne Anjali ko ek Diet-Book aur ek necklace diya. Pinku (jo akele tha) usey bhi Taarak ne ek football di.

Sodhi ne Roshan ke liye ek bohot hi mast Punjabi patiala suit aur Gogi ke liye naye cricket pads laye the.

Dr. Hathi ne Komal ke liye unka favourite chocolate cake aur ek nayi dress ka box diya, aur Goli ko chocolates ka dher de diya.

Aur aakhir mein Iyer ne aage badh kar Babita ji ko ek imported branded perfume aur ek mehengi ghadi ka box thama diya. Babita ne muskurate huye gift le liya (par uske dimaag mein Bapuji ka 20,000 ka 'Lingerie' wala inaam hi sabse bada gift tha).

Sab log khushi-khushi apne gifts khol rahe the. Mahol ekdum pyar aur romance se bhar gaya tha.

Par in sabke beech, theek kone mein khadi Madhavi bhabhi ki halat bohot ajeeb thi.

Madhavi ke haath ekdum khaali the. Uske aaspas sab ladies apne-apne gifts flaunt kar rahi thi, par Madhavi ke aage na koi gift tha aur na hi usey dene wala koi mard. Usne ghabra kar aas-paas dekha.

"A-Arey... ek second," Madhavi ne bohot hi awkward aur sharmindgi bhari aawaz mein gents se pucha. "Baki sab toh theek hai... par ye kahan par hai?"

Saare gents ek doosre ka muh dekhne lage. Unke chehron par achanak se ek hichkichahat aa gayi.

Jethalal ne aage badh kar, apna gala saaf kiya aur thoda atakte huye bola, "W-Woh Madhavi bhabhi... Bhide bhai toh... woh apne ghar par so rahe hain!"

"Kya? So rahe hain?" Madhavi ka ego ek baar phir hurt ho gaya. "Par aap sab gifts de rahe hain, toh kya unhe kisi ne nahi bataya?"

Jethalal ne nazrein churate huye bataya, "N-Nahi bhabhi, aisi baat nahi hai. Jab hum sab bazaar jaa rahe the gifts lene... toh humne Bhide bhai ko bhi bataya tha aur bulaya tha. Par... par unhone hume saaf mana kar diya. Unhone bola ki 'Faltu ke kharche karne ki kya zaroorat hai? Maintainance ka paisa aise nahi udate, main toh sone jaa raha hoon'. Aur woh sach mein jaakar so gaye!"

Ye sunte hi Madhavi ka bacha-kucha dil bhi poori tarah se choor-choor ho gaya. Aaj din mein water park mein uski sasti bra-panty ne usey inferiority complex (heen-bhavna) diya tha, aur ab raat ko poori society ki ladies ke saamne, Bhide ki is be-izzati bhari kanjoosi ne usey zaleel kar diya tha.

Madhavi ki aakhon mein aansu aane lage. Baki saari ladies, jinke haath mein mehenge gifts the, woh bhi chup ho gayi aur Madhavi par taras khane lagi. Madhavi se ab aur ek pal bhi wahan khada nahi raha gaya. Usne kisi ko kuch nahi bola, bas apna thela uthaya aur rote huye seedha apne ghar ki seedhiyon ki taraf bhag gayi.

Narrator (Trambak Maharaj): "Haha! Toh dekha aapne dosto! Bus ki aakhri seat par Bapuji ne Babita ji ko woh 20,000 diye jisne unka dil jeet liya. Aur yahan society mein Jethalal aur baaki mardon ne gifts dekar apni galtiyon ki maafi maang li. Par kanjoos Bhide ne toh Madhavi bhabhi ka poori society ke samne kachra kar diya! Madhavi ke dil mein pehle hi Jethalal ki amiri aur Daya ki mehangi bikini dekh kar jalan thi, ab is be-izzati ke baad Madhavi ke andar ki aurat kya bhayanak aur raseela kadam uthayegi? Aba aage kya honga janiye agle part meh!"

[Part 1 of 5 Completed]

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