Hey Guys, This story was written by some other writer who stopped it, so I am rewriting this and will complete it
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**Part 1 – Expanded Rewrite**
Gokuldham ki subah dheere-dheere jaag rahi thi. Hawa mein doodh garam karne ki khushboo aur door se aati scooter ki awaaz mil rahi thi. Lekin Jethalal Gada ke dimaag mein kuch aur hi chal raha tha.
Woh apne godown ke ek kone mein, purane wooden chair par baitha tha. Hath mein hisab-kitab ki register thi, lekin aankhein usme nahi thi. Uske dimaag mein ek hi sawaal ghoom raha tha — kya meri zindagi aise hi feeki reh jayegi?
Jethalal mast khane ka shaukeen tha, late tak sota tha, paise wala vyapari tha… lekin uske andar ek aur bhookh thi jo kabhi bhar nahi hoti thi. Auraton ki. Kisi bhi mauke ko woh haath se nahi jaane deta tha. Uska lund bhi uska pura saath deta tha — lagbhag aath inch ka, mota, masal jaisa, jo ek baar khada ho jaye toh control karna mushkil ho jata tha.
Apni biwi Daya se woh bilkul khush nahi tha. Daya desi mahila thi. Uske liye sex ka matlab sirf chut mein lund lena tha. Na blowjob, na gand, na koi aur masti. Isliye Jethalal bahar ki auraton par nazar daalta rehta tha. Uske dimaag mein sabse badi fantasy Babita thi — badi chuchiyan, badi gand, aur woh kapde jo uske jism ko aur bhi ubhaar dete the. Lekin Babita ke alawa bhi kai auratein thi jo uske lund ke neeche aana chahiye thi. Aur yeh baat ek hi insaan acche se jaanta tha — uska param mitra Tarak Mehta.
Achanak godown ke lohe ke darwaze par halki si dastak hui.
Jethalal ne register band kiya aur aankh uthayi. Darwaza dheere se khula aur uske saamne Madhavi Bhide khadi thi.
Madhavi mil category ki aurat thi. Badi-badi goli chuchiyan, gol-matol gand, aur ek dum sanskari look. Bilkul Jethalal ki pasand. Lekin aaj woh pehli baar uske godown mein aayi thi. Uske chehre par pareshani saaf dikh rahi thi. Aankhein thodi red thi, jaise royi ho.
“Arey Madhavi bhabhi… aap idhar? Kuch mobile-TV chahiye kya?” Jethalal ne thoda surprise dikhate hue poocha.
Madhavi ne sir hilaya. “Nahi Jethabhai.”
“Toh phir batayiye, kaise takleef ki?”
Madhavi thoda aage aayi. Uske kadmon ki awaaz godown ke khali floor par gunj rahi thi. “Jethabhai… thoda kuch personal baat karni hai aapse. Yahan koi hota nahi, isliye socha yahin aana sahi rahega. Aap disturb toh nahi ho rahe?”
Jethalal ne chair se uthte hue kaha, “Arrey kaisi baat kar rahi hain aap. Bataiye, bejhijhak hokar boliye. Kya baat hai?”
Madhavi ne aankhein neeche ki. “Jethabhai… maine Sonu ke papa ko nahi bataya hai ki main yahan aa rahi hoon. Toh please aap unko kuch mat boliyega.”
“Arrey aap kyun chinta karti hain. Aap mujhe bataiye toh sahi, aakhir baat kya hai?”
Madhavi ka gala bhari hui awaaz mein bola, “Pichhle saal humne bank se loan liya tha Sonu ki padhai ke liye. Uske badle humne ghar ke papers diye the aur…”
“Aur… boliye bhabhi ji.”
Madhavi ke aankhon mein paani aa gaya. “Ab hum uska interest nahi de pa rahe. Sonu ke papa par bhi koi zyada bachche nahi bache tuition padhane ke liye, aur mera achar-papad ka business bhi bahut manda chal raha tha. Agar humne abhi bank ko paisa nahi chukaya toh Sonu ki padhai ruk jayegi… aur humara ghar bhi bank wale hadap sakte hain.”
Itna bolte-bolte Madhavi ki awaaz toot gayi. Woh ro padi.
Bahar se dekhne par Jethalal pareshan dikh raha tha, lekin andar uske andar ek aur hi jazba jaag raha tha. Saalon se jo mauka woh dhoondh raha tha, shayad aaj milne wala tha. Yeh aurat uske dushman Bhide ki biwi thi. Aur ab woh uske saamne majboor khadi thi.
Jethalal ne dheere se Madhavi ke kandhe par haath rakha. “Arrey Madhavi bhabhi, roiye mat. Bataiye main kya kar sakta hoon.”
Madhavi ne aankhein pochhte hue kaha, “Jethabhai… agar aap kuch paise udhaar de saken toh… main pakka aapke saare paise jaldi lautaa dungi. Aap mera bharosa kariye.”
“Arrey bhabhi, aap par toh mujhe pura bharosa hai. Batayiye kitne rupeye chahiye?”
“Yahi… kuch paanch lakh.”
Jethalal ne sochne ka natak kiya. “Paanch lakh toh bhabhi… kaafi zyada hote hain.”
Madhavi ne haath jod liye. “Jethabhai, main kaafi aas laga kar aayi hoon. Please…”
Jethalal jaanta tha ki uske liye yeh rashi koi badi baat nahi thi. Lekin woh Madhavi ko ehsaas dilana chahta tha ki woh kitna risk le raha hai uske liye.
“Is time par… itne paise dena kaafi mushkil ho sakta hai,” usne kaha.
Madhavi ki aankhon se phir paani behne lage. “Please Jethabhai… agar aap nahi kar paye toh phir koi doosra nahi hai jo hum par yeh ehsaan kar sake.”
Jethalal ne gehri saans li. “Agar aapko itni zaroorat hai toh main kuch jokhim lekar market se paisa utha sakta hoon… lekin…”
“Lekin kya, Jethabhai?”
“Market se paisa uthane par mujhe bahut interest bharna padega… aur risk bhi bahut high hai.”
Madhavi ne kadam aage badhaya. “Jethabhai aap chinta mat kariye. Main kuch bhi karke aapke paise chuka dungi. Bhale hi mujhe logon ke ghar par jhadu-pocha kyun na karna pade. Aap samajhiye… Sonu ki padhai ruk jayegi agar yeh paise nahi mile.”
Jethalal ne uski aankhon mein dekha. “Theek hai bhabhi. Main karta hoon paisey ka jugaad. Lekin… dekhiye, main ab aapko kuch apni bhi personal baat batana chahta hoon.”
Madhavi ke chehre par umeed ki lehar daudi. “Kya? Sach mein aap de denge paise? Ji bataiye, kya baat hai?”
Jethalal ne register side rakh diya aur Madhavi ke thoda kareeb aa gaya. “Madhavi bhabhi… main aajkal apni shaadi-shuda zindagi mein bilkul khush nahi hoon.”
Madhavi thodi hairan hui. “Kya Jethabhai? Aisa kaise ho sakta hai? Daya bhabhi jaisi patni toh naseeb se milti hai.”
Jethalal ke muh se be-ikhtiyar nikal gaya, “Lund ki kismat…” Phir turant sambhalte hue, “Arrey sorry… sorry. Galti se nikal gaya.”
Madhavi ne aankhein neeche ki. “Koi nahi. Aap bataiye kya dikkat hai.”
“Daya aur mere beech ab kuch bhi nahi hota raat mein. Main chahe jitni bhi koshish kyun na karun…”
Madhavi ne halka sa munh banaya. “Toh aap chahte hain main Daya bhabhi se baat karun?”
Jethalal ne seedha uski aankhon mein dekha. “Arrey nahi Madhavi bhabhi. Main chahta hoon… aap uski wajah mere bistar par saath dein.”
Madhavi ke chehre ka rang ud gaya. Hairani aur gussa dono ek saath aa gaye. “Jethabhai… yeh kaisi baat kar rahe ho? Chi…!” Woh gusse se khadi ho gayi.
Jethalal ka dimaag kharab hone laga. Usne aawaz thodi sakht kar di. “Yahi baat woh tu sun rahi hai?” Ab usne ‘tu’ bolna shuru kar diya tha.
Madhavi ka gussa aur badh gaya. “Jethabhai aap kaise baat kar rahe ho? Aapse mujhe yeh ummeed nahi thi.”
Jethalal ne ab poori tarah se mask utaar diya. “Toh ab sun le. Agar tu chahti hai teri beti aage padhe aur tera ghar na bikhe, toh ya toh meri baat maan le… warna jo teri ichha kare so kar.”
Madhavi ki saansein tez ho gayi. Usne situation sambhalne ki koshish ki, kyunki usko paise chahiye the, Jethalal nahi. “Jethabhai… aisa mat kariye please. Main ekdum sanskari hoon. Kabhi bhi maine apne pati ko dhoka dene ka socha tak nahi.”
Jethalal ne kadam aage badhaya. “Toh tu dhoka kahan de rahi hai? Ulta tu toh apne ghar ko sambhalne ke liye kar rahi hai. Aur yeh baat kisi ko pata hi nahi chalegi. Toh tu apni jagah sanskari bhi bani rahegi.”
Madhavi sochte hue wapas baith gayi. Uske dimaag mein badi uljhan thi. Paise ki bohot zaroorat thi. Aur Jethalal ko saaf pata chal gaya tha ki uska plan kaam kar chuka hai.
“Bataiye bhabhi… aapko phir paise bhi toh dene hain,” Jethalal ne dheere se kaha.
Madhavi ke paas koi doosra chara nahi tha. Usne aankhein band ki aur kaha, “Jethabhai… agar yeh baat kisi ko pata chal gayi toh…”
“Arrey aap uski chinta mat kariye. Bilkul bhi pata nahi chal sakti.”
Madhavi ne gehri saans li. “Theek hai Jethabhai. Main ready hoon… Daya bhabhi ki jagah lene ko aapke bistar par.”
Jethalal ko apne kaanon par yakeen nahi ho raha tha. Usne fatak se apne locker se paise nikaale. Lekin pehle…
“Rupeyon se pehle… zara apne jalwe ka trailer toh dikha de.”
Madhavi ki nazar neeche ki hui thi. Jethalal ne kaha, “Udhar nahi. Idhar… mere pairon ke beech aa.”
Madhavi ka koi response nahi aaya. Jethalal ne paise wapas rakhne ka natak shuru kar diya. Yeh dekhte hi Madhavi khadi ho gayi.
“Rukiye Jethabhai… main aati hoon.”
Woh chupchaap uske pairon ke beech baith gayi. Jethalal ne apni pant kholi. Uska 8 inch ka masal lund ab aadha khada ho chuka tha.
“Ab sirf dekhne ki baat nahi hui thi. Chal… ab nikaal mera lund aur le apne muh mein, saali.”
Madhavi ko kaafi humiliation feel ho raha tha, lekin woh kuch nahi kar sakti thi. “Jethabhai… please aise baat mat kariye.”
Jethalal ne uske baal pakad liye. “Tu meri randi hai abse. Aur main randiyon se aise hi baat karta hoon.”
Madhavi kuch nahi boli. Bas uski taraf dekhti rahi. Jethalal ne ishara kiya. Madhavi dheere-dheere uska lund nikalne lagi. Jaise hi uske naram haath Jethalal ke garam lund ko chhue, Jethalal ko jannat mil gayi. Usse ab control nahi hua. Usne khud hi apna lund poora bahar nikaal diya.
Lund dekhte hi Madhavi ki aankhein fat gayi. “Jethabhai… yeh kya hai? Itna bada…”
“Haan meri randi. Ab jaldi se muh mein le, isse pehle koi aa jaye.”
Madhavi ko blowjob bilkul pasand nahi thi. Usne ek-do baar try kiya tha, usme bhi cum nahi liya tha muh mein. Ab woh dheere-dheere muh kholti aur lund lene ki koshish karti. Lekin Jethalal ko dheere-dheere ka mann kahan tha. Usne Madhavi ke baal pakde aur jor se kheench diye. Madhavi ke muh se “mmphh” nikal gayi. Jaise hi uska muh khula, Jethalal ne apna lund uske muh mein thons diya.
Madhavi ke liye yeh unexpected tha. Jethalal ne ab apne hisaab se blowjob shuru kar di. Madhavi ki lipstick uske lund par lag rahi thi. Uske muh se laar gir kar uske neck se breast tak ja rahi thi. Jethalal uske muh ko aage-peeche kiye ja raha tha. Lagbhag dus minute tak aisa hi chalta raha.
Phir Jethalal ko feel aane laga ki woh jhadne wala hai. Usne Madhavi ka sar apne lund par daba diya aur uske muh ke andar hi jhadne laga. Kaafi cum Madhavi ko na chahte hue bhi peena pada. Kuch uske muh se nikal kar uski chin par laga hua tha.
Itne intense blowjob ke baad dono ki saansein phool gayi. Madhavi ki haalat dekhne layak thi — aankhon ka kajal aansuon ke saath beh raha tha, lipstick hothon ke charon taraf faili hui thi, baal bikhre hue the.
“Ji… woh washroom…” Madhavi ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha.
“Peeche hai,” Jethalal ne jawab diya.
Madhavi washroom chali gayi. Apna huliya theek karke wapas aayi toh dekha Jethalal abhi bhi waise hi baitha hai — lund bahar nikala hua.
“Jethabhai… woh paise…”
Jethalal ne notes uske haath mein thama diye. “Yeh le. Aur sun…”
“Ji boliye.”
“Mera lund toh saaf kar de. Chaat ke.”
Madhavi kuch na bol saki, na kar saki. Usne wahi kiya jo kaha gaya. Jethalal ka lund bahut ache se chaat kar saaf kar diya, phir wapas washroom jaane lagi.
“Arey kahan ja rahi ho?”
“Muh wash karne.”
“Arrey kya zaroorat hai. Ab toh mere lund ke taste ki aadat daal le.”
Usne Madhavi ko muh dhone se mana kar diya. Phir usko paise de diye. Madhavi jaane lagi. Jaate-jaate Jethalal ne uski gand par jor ka thappad laga diya. Thappad padte hi Madhavi Jethalal ki taraf mudi aur poocha, “Kya hua?”
Jethalal ne uski panty utarwa li aur apne paas rakh li. Phir usko jaane diya.
Jethalal baar-baar yahi soch raha tha — yeh sapna toh nahi? Aur ab Madhavi ko chodne ka sahi time sochne laga.
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**Part 1 – Expanded Rewrite**
Gokuldham ki subah dheere-dheere jaag rahi thi. Hawa mein doodh garam karne ki khushboo aur door se aati scooter ki awaaz mil rahi thi. Lekin Jethalal Gada ke dimaag mein kuch aur hi chal raha tha.
Woh apne godown ke ek kone mein, purane wooden chair par baitha tha. Hath mein hisab-kitab ki register thi, lekin aankhein usme nahi thi. Uske dimaag mein ek hi sawaal ghoom raha tha — kya meri zindagi aise hi feeki reh jayegi?
Jethalal mast khane ka shaukeen tha, late tak sota tha, paise wala vyapari tha… lekin uske andar ek aur bhookh thi jo kabhi bhar nahi hoti thi. Auraton ki. Kisi bhi mauke ko woh haath se nahi jaane deta tha. Uska lund bhi uska pura saath deta tha — lagbhag aath inch ka, mota, masal jaisa, jo ek baar khada ho jaye toh control karna mushkil ho jata tha.
Apni biwi Daya se woh bilkul khush nahi tha. Daya desi mahila thi. Uske liye sex ka matlab sirf chut mein lund lena tha. Na blowjob, na gand, na koi aur masti. Isliye Jethalal bahar ki auraton par nazar daalta rehta tha. Uske dimaag mein sabse badi fantasy Babita thi — badi chuchiyan, badi gand, aur woh kapde jo uske jism ko aur bhi ubhaar dete the. Lekin Babita ke alawa bhi kai auratein thi jo uske lund ke neeche aana chahiye thi. Aur yeh baat ek hi insaan acche se jaanta tha — uska param mitra Tarak Mehta.
Achanak godown ke lohe ke darwaze par halki si dastak hui.
Jethalal ne register band kiya aur aankh uthayi. Darwaza dheere se khula aur uske saamne Madhavi Bhide khadi thi.
Madhavi mil category ki aurat thi. Badi-badi goli chuchiyan, gol-matol gand, aur ek dum sanskari look. Bilkul Jethalal ki pasand. Lekin aaj woh pehli baar uske godown mein aayi thi. Uske chehre par pareshani saaf dikh rahi thi. Aankhein thodi red thi, jaise royi ho.
“Arey Madhavi bhabhi… aap idhar? Kuch mobile-TV chahiye kya?” Jethalal ne thoda surprise dikhate hue poocha.
Madhavi ne sir hilaya. “Nahi Jethabhai.”
“Toh phir batayiye, kaise takleef ki?”
Madhavi thoda aage aayi. Uske kadmon ki awaaz godown ke khali floor par gunj rahi thi. “Jethabhai… thoda kuch personal baat karni hai aapse. Yahan koi hota nahi, isliye socha yahin aana sahi rahega. Aap disturb toh nahi ho rahe?”
Jethalal ne chair se uthte hue kaha, “Arrey kaisi baat kar rahi hain aap. Bataiye, bejhijhak hokar boliye. Kya baat hai?”
Madhavi ne aankhein neeche ki. “Jethabhai… maine Sonu ke papa ko nahi bataya hai ki main yahan aa rahi hoon. Toh please aap unko kuch mat boliyega.”
“Arrey aap kyun chinta karti hain. Aap mujhe bataiye toh sahi, aakhir baat kya hai?”
Madhavi ka gala bhari hui awaaz mein bola, “Pichhle saal humne bank se loan liya tha Sonu ki padhai ke liye. Uske badle humne ghar ke papers diye the aur…”
“Aur… boliye bhabhi ji.”
Madhavi ke aankhon mein paani aa gaya. “Ab hum uska interest nahi de pa rahe. Sonu ke papa par bhi koi zyada bachche nahi bache tuition padhane ke liye, aur mera achar-papad ka business bhi bahut manda chal raha tha. Agar humne abhi bank ko paisa nahi chukaya toh Sonu ki padhai ruk jayegi… aur humara ghar bhi bank wale hadap sakte hain.”
Itna bolte-bolte Madhavi ki awaaz toot gayi. Woh ro padi.
Bahar se dekhne par Jethalal pareshan dikh raha tha, lekin andar uske andar ek aur hi jazba jaag raha tha. Saalon se jo mauka woh dhoondh raha tha, shayad aaj milne wala tha. Yeh aurat uske dushman Bhide ki biwi thi. Aur ab woh uske saamne majboor khadi thi.
Jethalal ne dheere se Madhavi ke kandhe par haath rakha. “Arrey Madhavi bhabhi, roiye mat. Bataiye main kya kar sakta hoon.”
Madhavi ne aankhein pochhte hue kaha, “Jethabhai… agar aap kuch paise udhaar de saken toh… main pakka aapke saare paise jaldi lautaa dungi. Aap mera bharosa kariye.”
“Arrey bhabhi, aap par toh mujhe pura bharosa hai. Batayiye kitne rupeye chahiye?”
“Yahi… kuch paanch lakh.”
Jethalal ne sochne ka natak kiya. “Paanch lakh toh bhabhi… kaafi zyada hote hain.”
Madhavi ne haath jod liye. “Jethabhai, main kaafi aas laga kar aayi hoon. Please…”
Jethalal jaanta tha ki uske liye yeh rashi koi badi baat nahi thi. Lekin woh Madhavi ko ehsaas dilana chahta tha ki woh kitna risk le raha hai uske liye.
“Is time par… itne paise dena kaafi mushkil ho sakta hai,” usne kaha.
Madhavi ki aankhon se phir paani behne lage. “Please Jethabhai… agar aap nahi kar paye toh phir koi doosra nahi hai jo hum par yeh ehsaan kar sake.”
Jethalal ne gehri saans li. “Agar aapko itni zaroorat hai toh main kuch jokhim lekar market se paisa utha sakta hoon… lekin…”
“Lekin kya, Jethabhai?”
“Market se paisa uthane par mujhe bahut interest bharna padega… aur risk bhi bahut high hai.”
Madhavi ne kadam aage badhaya. “Jethabhai aap chinta mat kariye. Main kuch bhi karke aapke paise chuka dungi. Bhale hi mujhe logon ke ghar par jhadu-pocha kyun na karna pade. Aap samajhiye… Sonu ki padhai ruk jayegi agar yeh paise nahi mile.”
Jethalal ne uski aankhon mein dekha. “Theek hai bhabhi. Main karta hoon paisey ka jugaad. Lekin… dekhiye, main ab aapko kuch apni bhi personal baat batana chahta hoon.”
Madhavi ke chehre par umeed ki lehar daudi. “Kya? Sach mein aap de denge paise? Ji bataiye, kya baat hai?”
Jethalal ne register side rakh diya aur Madhavi ke thoda kareeb aa gaya. “Madhavi bhabhi… main aajkal apni shaadi-shuda zindagi mein bilkul khush nahi hoon.”
Madhavi thodi hairan hui. “Kya Jethabhai? Aisa kaise ho sakta hai? Daya bhabhi jaisi patni toh naseeb se milti hai.”
Jethalal ke muh se be-ikhtiyar nikal gaya, “Lund ki kismat…” Phir turant sambhalte hue, “Arrey sorry… sorry. Galti se nikal gaya.”
Madhavi ne aankhein neeche ki. “Koi nahi. Aap bataiye kya dikkat hai.”
“Daya aur mere beech ab kuch bhi nahi hota raat mein. Main chahe jitni bhi koshish kyun na karun…”
Madhavi ne halka sa munh banaya. “Toh aap chahte hain main Daya bhabhi se baat karun?”
Jethalal ne seedha uski aankhon mein dekha. “Arrey nahi Madhavi bhabhi. Main chahta hoon… aap uski wajah mere bistar par saath dein.”
Madhavi ke chehre ka rang ud gaya. Hairani aur gussa dono ek saath aa gaye. “Jethabhai… yeh kaisi baat kar rahe ho? Chi…!” Woh gusse se khadi ho gayi.
Jethalal ka dimaag kharab hone laga. Usne aawaz thodi sakht kar di. “Yahi baat woh tu sun rahi hai?” Ab usne ‘tu’ bolna shuru kar diya tha.
Madhavi ka gussa aur badh gaya. “Jethabhai aap kaise baat kar rahe ho? Aapse mujhe yeh ummeed nahi thi.”
Jethalal ne ab poori tarah se mask utaar diya. “Toh ab sun le. Agar tu chahti hai teri beti aage padhe aur tera ghar na bikhe, toh ya toh meri baat maan le… warna jo teri ichha kare so kar.”
Madhavi ki saansein tez ho gayi. Usne situation sambhalne ki koshish ki, kyunki usko paise chahiye the, Jethalal nahi. “Jethabhai… aisa mat kariye please. Main ekdum sanskari hoon. Kabhi bhi maine apne pati ko dhoka dene ka socha tak nahi.”
Jethalal ne kadam aage badhaya. “Toh tu dhoka kahan de rahi hai? Ulta tu toh apne ghar ko sambhalne ke liye kar rahi hai. Aur yeh baat kisi ko pata hi nahi chalegi. Toh tu apni jagah sanskari bhi bani rahegi.”
Madhavi sochte hue wapas baith gayi. Uske dimaag mein badi uljhan thi. Paise ki bohot zaroorat thi. Aur Jethalal ko saaf pata chal gaya tha ki uska plan kaam kar chuka hai.
“Bataiye bhabhi… aapko phir paise bhi toh dene hain,” Jethalal ne dheere se kaha.
Madhavi ke paas koi doosra chara nahi tha. Usne aankhein band ki aur kaha, “Jethabhai… agar yeh baat kisi ko pata chal gayi toh…”
“Arrey aap uski chinta mat kariye. Bilkul bhi pata nahi chal sakti.”
Madhavi ne gehri saans li. “Theek hai Jethabhai. Main ready hoon… Daya bhabhi ki jagah lene ko aapke bistar par.”
Jethalal ko apne kaanon par yakeen nahi ho raha tha. Usne fatak se apne locker se paise nikaale. Lekin pehle…
“Rupeyon se pehle… zara apne jalwe ka trailer toh dikha de.”
Madhavi ki nazar neeche ki hui thi. Jethalal ne kaha, “Udhar nahi. Idhar… mere pairon ke beech aa.”
Madhavi ka koi response nahi aaya. Jethalal ne paise wapas rakhne ka natak shuru kar diya. Yeh dekhte hi Madhavi khadi ho gayi.
“Rukiye Jethabhai… main aati hoon.”
Woh chupchaap uske pairon ke beech baith gayi. Jethalal ne apni pant kholi. Uska 8 inch ka masal lund ab aadha khada ho chuka tha.
“Ab sirf dekhne ki baat nahi hui thi. Chal… ab nikaal mera lund aur le apne muh mein, saali.”
Madhavi ko kaafi humiliation feel ho raha tha, lekin woh kuch nahi kar sakti thi. “Jethabhai… please aise baat mat kariye.”
Jethalal ne uske baal pakad liye. “Tu meri randi hai abse. Aur main randiyon se aise hi baat karta hoon.”
Madhavi kuch nahi boli. Bas uski taraf dekhti rahi. Jethalal ne ishara kiya. Madhavi dheere-dheere uska lund nikalne lagi. Jaise hi uske naram haath Jethalal ke garam lund ko chhue, Jethalal ko jannat mil gayi. Usse ab control nahi hua. Usne khud hi apna lund poora bahar nikaal diya.
Lund dekhte hi Madhavi ki aankhein fat gayi. “Jethabhai… yeh kya hai? Itna bada…”
“Haan meri randi. Ab jaldi se muh mein le, isse pehle koi aa jaye.”
Madhavi ko blowjob bilkul pasand nahi thi. Usne ek-do baar try kiya tha, usme bhi cum nahi liya tha muh mein. Ab woh dheere-dheere muh kholti aur lund lene ki koshish karti. Lekin Jethalal ko dheere-dheere ka mann kahan tha. Usne Madhavi ke baal pakde aur jor se kheench diye. Madhavi ke muh se “mmphh” nikal gayi. Jaise hi uska muh khula, Jethalal ne apna lund uske muh mein thons diya.
Madhavi ke liye yeh unexpected tha. Jethalal ne ab apne hisaab se blowjob shuru kar di. Madhavi ki lipstick uske lund par lag rahi thi. Uske muh se laar gir kar uske neck se breast tak ja rahi thi. Jethalal uske muh ko aage-peeche kiye ja raha tha. Lagbhag dus minute tak aisa hi chalta raha.
Phir Jethalal ko feel aane laga ki woh jhadne wala hai. Usne Madhavi ka sar apne lund par daba diya aur uske muh ke andar hi jhadne laga. Kaafi cum Madhavi ko na chahte hue bhi peena pada. Kuch uske muh se nikal kar uski chin par laga hua tha.
Itne intense blowjob ke baad dono ki saansein phool gayi. Madhavi ki haalat dekhne layak thi — aankhon ka kajal aansuon ke saath beh raha tha, lipstick hothon ke charon taraf faili hui thi, baal bikhre hue the.
“Ji… woh washroom…” Madhavi ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha.
“Peeche hai,” Jethalal ne jawab diya.
Madhavi washroom chali gayi. Apna huliya theek karke wapas aayi toh dekha Jethalal abhi bhi waise hi baitha hai — lund bahar nikala hua.
“Jethabhai… woh paise…”
Jethalal ne notes uske haath mein thama diye. “Yeh le. Aur sun…”
“Ji boliye.”
“Mera lund toh saaf kar de. Chaat ke.”
Madhavi kuch na bol saki, na kar saki. Usne wahi kiya jo kaha gaya. Jethalal ka lund bahut ache se chaat kar saaf kar diya, phir wapas washroom jaane lagi.
“Arey kahan ja rahi ho?”
“Muh wash karne.”
“Arrey kya zaroorat hai. Ab toh mere lund ke taste ki aadat daal le.”
Usne Madhavi ko muh dhone se mana kar diya. Phir usko paise de diye. Madhavi jaane lagi. Jaate-jaate Jethalal ne uski gand par jor ka thappad laga diya. Thappad padte hi Madhavi Jethalal ki taraf mudi aur poocha, “Kya hua?”
Jethalal ne uski panty utarwa li aur apne paas rakh li. Phir usko jaane diya.
Jethalal baar-baar yahi soch raha tha — yeh sapna toh nahi? Aur ab Madhavi ko chodne ka sahi time sochne laga.
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