TMKOC: Meri Pyari Bahu, Daya – Part 1

Hello friends, aaj hum fir se aapke saamne hazir hai, ‘Taarak Mehta Ka Ooltah Chashmah’ ke characters par based ek sex story leke.

Doston Daya ke baare mein to aap jaante hi hai. Uski moti gaand aur gore-gore boobs ko dekh kar kisi ka bhi lund paani chhodh de. Agar kabhi Daya ko saree ke bina imagine kiya jaye, to sochiye kitni zabardast desi aurat hai woh.

Aaj ki kahani mein Daya ki chudai hone wali hai. Chaliye ab kahani shuru karte hai. Subha ka waqt tha. Gokuldham mein har kisi ke ghar mein din ki shuruaat ke liye sab taiyaar ho rahe the.

Koi office jaane ke liye taiyaar ho raha tha, to koi school/college jaane ke liye. Koi dukaan kholne ke liye taiyaar ho raha tha, to koi apne parivar ke liye khaana bana raha tha.

Tabhi Champaklal mandir se aa raha tha. Woh ghar ki taraf aa hi raha tha ki tabhi usko saamne se Tapu jata dikhayi diya. Tapu apne college jaa raha tha. Uske hath mein ek bag tha. Jab Tapu apne dost ki bike par baitha, to uska phone gir gaya.

Champaklal ne dekh liya. Champaklal ne Tapu ko awaaz lagayi, lekin woh aur uska dost college ke liye nikal gaye. Fir Champaklal phone ke paas gaya, aur usko utha kar saaf kiya. Usne phone ko jeb mein dala, aur ghar ki taraf chala gaya.

Ghar jaake woh roz ki tarah chai-nashta karne laga, jo Daya ne usko bana kar diya. Uske baad woh apne room mein baith kar tv dekhne laga. Jethalal dukan par jaa chuka tha, aur Daya ghar ki safayi kar rahi thi. Tabhi Tapu ka phone baja.

Phone bajne se Champaklal ko yaad aaya ki uski jeb mein Tapu ka phone tha. Usne phone jeb se nikala, aur call attend ki. Woh call Tapu ek kisi dost ki thi. Champaklal ne Tapu ke dost ko bata diya ki Tapu apna phone ghar bhool gaya tha.

Fir call katne ke baad Champaklal ne socha: Yaar ye aaj-kal bachhe isi phone mein ghuse rehte hai. Zara main bhi to dekhu ki is saale phone mein aisa khaas aakhir hai kya.

Ye soch kar Champaklal phone kholta hai. Phone mein password nahi laga tha, to usko phone kholne mein koi dikkat nahi hui. Fir woh ek-do cheezein kholta hai, lekin uski samajh mein kuch nahi aa raha tha.

Tabhi usne Tapu ke phone mein video player khol liya. Usne ek video play ki, to kisi song ki video chal padi. Woh video Champaklal ko achi lagi, to woh aage-aage karke video dekhta gaya.

Lekin tabhi uske saamne ek porn video chalne lagi. Porn video dekh kar Champaklal hairan ho gaya. Woh video kisi desi aurat ki chudai ki thi, aur ek buddha jawan aurat ko chod raha tha.

Is video mein Champaklal ka interest ban gaya, aur woh us video ko dhyan se dekhne laga. Video kaafi hot thi, to Champaklal ka lund khada hone lag gaya. Itne saalon se Champaklal ne sex nahi kiya tha, to uska lund poora akad gaya tha.

Apne aap hi Champaklal ka hath uski dhoti mein khade lund par chala gaya, aur woh video dekh kar apne lund ko hilane laga. Tabhi usko Daya ke aane ki aahat sunayi di. Daya us kamre mein safayi karne ke liye aa rahi thi. Usne yellow saree pehni hui thi.

Fir Daya aayi, aur neeche baith kar farsh saaf karne lagi. Daya ne apna pallu kamar mein fassa rakha tha, aur kandhe par pallu ikattha hua pada tha. Is wajah se jab woh neeche baithi, to pallu bilkul ikattha ho gaya. Aur blouse mein se uske boobs dikhne lag gaye.

Neeche baithne ki wajah se uske boobs kass gaye, aur bahut gehri cleavage bana rahe the. Champaklal ne jab ye scene dekha, to uske muh mein paani aa gaya. Usne mann hi mann mein socha-

Champaklal: Yaar meri bahu kitni sexy hai. Aaj tak maine isko us nazar se nahi dekha. Kya boobs hai iske, dil kar raha hai abhi nichodh kar pee lu. Agar main isko poochu sex ke liye to kya ye maanegi? Mujhe to ye bhi nahi pata ki ye Jethalal se khush hai ki nahi.

Champaklal: Agar maine iske sath sex karne ki koshish ki, to kahin ye Jethalal ko na bata de. Par agar maan gayi to maza aa jayega. Aisa karta hu isko apna lund dikhata hu, aur dekhta hu iska reaction.

Turant baad Champaklal halki si cheekh maarta hai: Ahhh!

Daya uske cheekhne par chaunk jati hai aur kehti hai: Kya hua papa?

Champaklal: Achanak se meri jaangh mein dard sa nikla.

Daya: Oh! Lau main dekhu.

Yahi to Champaklal chaahta tha. Tabhi Daya uske paas aayi, aur uski taango ke paas baith gayi. Fir woh boli-

Daya: Papa, zara lungi upar kijiye.

Champaklal ne turant apni lungi upar kar di, aur Daya uski jaangh par hath rakh kar poochne lagi ki usko kahan dard tha. Champaklal jaan-boojh kar usko aur upar aur upar kehta raha. Finally jab Daya ne hath upar kiya, to uska hath Champaklal ke khade hue lund par lag gaya.

Apne sasur ke lund ko hath lagte hi Daya ke shareer mein current sa laga, aur usne ghabra kar turant hath peeche kar liya. Fir Daya ne Champaklal ke chehre ki taraf dekha, lekin woh anjaan ban kar doosri taraf dekhne laga. Tabhi Champaklal ne bola-

Champaklal: Haa beta, yahin par dard ho raha hai, jahan tumhara hath abhi hai.

Daya boli: Ji papa.

Fir Daya us jagah ko dabane lag gayi, lekin uski nazar baar-baar apne sasur ke khade lund par jaa rahi thi.

Daya apne mann mein soch rahi thi: Ye papa ko aaj kya ho gaya hai? Isse pehle to kabhi aise unka lund khada nahi dekha. Kya ye mujhe dekh kar khada hua hai? Nahi-nahi, papa mere baare mein aisa nahi soch sakte. Aaj tak unhone meri taraf galat nazar se nahi dekha. Par kya pata aaj dekh liya ho. Waise lund lag to tagda raha hai. Jetha jitna hi lag raha hai, aur kaafi hard bhi hai.

Champaklal ki nazar Daya ki nazar par thi, jo unke lund par thi. Woh soch raha tha-

Chamapaklal: Daya dekh to rahi hai lund ko. Kya usko acha laga hoga? Agar ab main isse poochu ko kya ye maan jayegi?

Doosri taraf Daya soch rahi thi: Yaar bahut time se Jetha ne bhi mujhe choda nahi hai. Papa ka lund khada hai. Kya main isko hath mein lelu. Papa ko bolu ki meri chut ki pyaas apne lund se bujha de. Chalo aisa karti hu, ek baar choo kar dekhti hu.

Ye soch kar Daya ne jaangh dabate-dabate lund par hath rakh diya.

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