Popat Aur Daya Bhabhi Ka Milan

Popat Aur Daya Bhabhi Ka Milan

Shaam ka waqt hai… Jethalal dukan se wapas aa chuka hai.. aur Daya ke sath Mehta sahab ke ghar jata hai… use Mehta sahab se kuch kaam tha isliye… dekhte hai waha pr kya ho rha hai…

Tarak: are aao aao Jethalal… Aiye Dayabhabhi…Kaise aan hua?
Jetha: wo ek letter aya tha dukan pe… Angreji me hai… aap padh ke bataiye na kya hai isme
Tarak: Lao letter
Jethalal sofe pe baith jata hai aur Daya piche khadi rehti hai
Tabhi Anajli ati hai kitchen me se…
Anjali: are Jethabhai Dayabhabhi aap kab aye?
Daya: Bas abhi abhi aye
Anjali: rukiye mai chay laati hu ap sab ke liye

(Aur gaand matkaati hui kitchen me jati hai. Jethalal uski gaand ko ghurta reh jata hai… Tarak chutki bajata hai… )

Tarak: kaha kho gaye jethalal?
Jetha: kahi nahi… aap padhiye na letter
(Tarak wo letter pdhke jetha ko samjata hai tabhi waha Patrakar Popatlal aa pahunchta hai)

Popat: kaise ho Mehta saab? Are jethalal dayabhabhi aap log bhi yaha? Kya baat hai…
Jetha: haan wo jara kaam se aya tha mai
(Popat jaake jethalal ke samne wale sofe pe baith jata hai… ab uski nazar daya bhabhi pe padti hai… waise to wo unhe behen kehke bulata hai.. lekin ap jante hi hai ki kuch log behenchod bhi hote hai… wo daya ko upr se niche tak dekhne lagta hai… hamari dayabhabhi waise to simple saree me hi hoti hai lekin usme bhi bohot sexy lagti hai… popat ne ab ghurne ka kam shuru kr diya..
Daya gujrati style me saree pehnti hai isliye cleavage nhi dikhti… popat ko unke stan ke darshan to nhi hue.. to wo niche ki or badhne laga.. aur uski nazar tik gai daya ki kamar pr… Popatlal ko aurton ki kamar aur pet dekhne ka bada shauk hai… usme bhi daya ki kamar ka puri society me koi mukabala nahi hai… tabhi ek hawa ka jhonka aata hai aur daya ki saree ka pallu thoda uth jata hai… aur daya ki badi gori navel ka darshan popatlal ko ho jata hai…

Daya ki ye sabse badi galti thi ki usne apni navel popatlal ko dikha di… Popat ka land ab khada ho chuka tha… usko abhi bhi daya ki aadhi navel aur kamar ka bohot bada hissa dikh rha tha… usne jat se apna mobile bahar nikala aur chupke se video banane laga… Tabhi tarak use dekh leta hai)

Tarak: are popatlal.. ye mobile me kya kr rhe ho?
(Popat hadbada jata hai)
Popat: wo wo.. wo… mai camera ki testing kr rha tha.. maine naya phone liya hai abhi abhi isliye…
Daya: are wah popat bhai… dikhaiye na naya phone
(Kehke popat ke hath se phone le leti hai aur video play krti hai.. popat ki saanse tham jati hai… wo turant phone wapat le leta hai aur baat badlne ki koshish krta hai.. lekin der ho chuki thi.. daya ne dekh liya tha ki popatlal ne sirf uska video banaya hai… wo bhi uski navel pr zoom krke… daya ko bohot bura lagta hai lekin wo apni feelings 6upa leti hai aur normal behave krti hai)

Anjali chay lekar aati hai aur sab chay pi ke apne apne ghr chle jate hai.

(Jetha House)
Raat ka time hai..jetha aur daya bed pr lete hue hai… jetha so chuka hai.. lekin daya ki nind ud chuki hai.. jise wo apna bhai samjti thi wo uski behen ka aisa video banaye to kaise nind aa sakti hai.. bohot sochne ke baad wo faisla krti hai hai wo Popatlal se iss bare me baat krke rahegi. )

Knock.. Knock..
(Popatlal fataft apna lund pent me daalta hai aur kapde thik krne lagta hai… kyunki ye waqt uska mooth marne ka tha… apne guess kr hi liya hoga ki wo kise soch ke mooth mar rha hoga.. ji haan.. wo Dayabhabhi k naam ki mooth maar rha tha.. daya ki navel wala video dekh k wo alreay 3 baar jad chuka tha.. lekin uska man abhi bhi nhi bhara tha… wo daya ko chodne k khayalo me dooba hua tha… tabhi iss knock ne usse khayalo se bahar nikala… back to present)

Knock knock knock….

Popat: (gusse bhari awaz me) haan aa rha hu… ruko1 min

Jaise hi wo darwaza kholta hai uski ankhe fati reh jaati hai… uske samne sakshaat uski mooth ki raani Daya khadi thi..

Daya: Popatbhai… kya me andar aa skti hu? Muje apse 2 min baat krni hai.
Popat: (bowkhlaate hue) haan aaiye na dayabhabhi… ap hi ka ghar hai…
(Aur apni ghinauni patli si smile deta hai)

(Daya andar ati hai. Popat ke dimag me abhi hawas ka bhoot sawar tha… kyuki jiske namki wo mooth mar rha tha wo khud uske samne khadi thi… Daya ne gulabi rang ki half transperant saree paheni hui thi… jisme se uski kamar ka adha hissa saaf dikh rha tha… aur navel thodi dhundhli si dikhai de rhi thi… jab daya ghar ke andar aai to Popat ne use piche se bhi achi tarah se dekh liya… blouse me sirf ek dori hi thi… jisse wo almost backless lag rhi thi… gaand ke upr ka pura hissa bilkul nanga tha… aur uski 36 ki gaand ka shape bilkul saaf dikh rha tha.. kyuki saree ekdum chipki hui thi… Popatlal to ye sab dekh k pagal hi hue ja rha tha… ab aage)

Daya: Popatbhai, muje apse ek bohor jaruri baat krni hai.
Popat: haan boliye na dayabhabhi (apne lund ko apni jaangho ki beech me dabate hue)
Daya: Kal Mehta sahab ke ghar mene apke mobile me vo video dekh liya tha.

(Ye sunte hi popat ke hosh ud jaate hai… uska lund dheela pad jata hai… ghabraahat ki wajah se uske pasine 6utne lagte hai)

Popat: wo wo wo… baat darasal yu thi ki…. ap jaisa samaj rhe hai waisa kuch nhi hai… wo…
Daya: Bas popatbhai… bahane bnane ki jarurat nhi hai.. mai sab samjati hu… (uska gala bhar aata hai)
Popat: Dayabhabhi… i m really sorry… mera irada apko thes pahuchana nhi tha… biklul nhi… aap jante hi hai ki mai 40 saal ka hu fir bhi kunwara hu… mera bhi man krta hai sex krne ka… (popat dil ki bhadas nikal deta hai) lekin meri shaadi hi nhi ho rhi hai.. isliye muje khud ko shant krne ke liye aise gande tarike dhoondhne pdte hai.. i m really sorry dayabhabhi…

Daya: mai samaj skti hu apka dard popatbhai… isiliye maine ab tak kisiko ye bat batai nahi hai.. sidhe apke ke paas aai hu… aap plz ye sab krna 6od dijiye… mai apke liye ladki dhoondh ke laaungi..(uski ankh se ansoo nikal pdte hai)

Popat: Mai apse waada krta hu aainda se kabhi bhi apke ya kisi aur ke sath aisa bartaav nhi krunga.. plz muje maaf kr dijiye…aur plz ye baat kisiko mat batana… warna mai kisiko muh dikhame ke layak nhi rahunga…

Daya: chinta mat kijiye popatbhai..mai kisiko nhi bataungi…

Popat: thnkyou.. thnkyou very much dayabhabhi…ap bohot samjdaar hai… thankyou… (aur muskurata hai)

Daya: Ab mai chalti hu.. bas apse yahi kehne aai thi…

(Daya piche mudti hai aur bahar jane ke liye darwaja kholti hai… lekin tabhi uska pallu darwaaje ki stopper me fas jata hai aur khinchaav ki wajah se niche gir jaata hai… jisse daya piche mudti hai aur jaldi se pallu uthane ke liye jukti hai)

(Lekin Popat ki nigaahe daya pr jami hui hai… uski ankho me firse hawas ki aag jal uthti hai… daya ka pallu gir chuka tha.. isliye uske upar ke sharir ko sirf uska blouse dhak rha tha.. aur uska gora pet popatlal ke samne aa gaya tha.. uski gol gehri navel dekh ke popat pagal hue ja rha tha… jaise hi daya palluuthane ke liye jhuki… uske boobs popat ko dikh gaye… jo boobs use kabhi dekhne ko nhi mile… wo aaj uske samne the… maano popat ki lottery lag gai ho…)

Daya Popat ke samne half naked khadi thi… aur Popat ke andar ke darinde ko jaga chuki thi… Ab wo hone wala tha jo Daya ne sapne me bhi nhi socha tha… Daya kuch bhi react kr ske usse pehle Popat daud ke aya aur darwaja fir se bndh kr diya.

Daya: (ghabrate hue) ye aap kya kr rhe hai popatbhai?

(Popat ne kuch bhi bole bina Daya ko daboch liya. Usne Daya ko khich kr sofe pe gira diya. Ab popatlal ne Daya ko uthaya aur bedroom me le gaya. Bedroom ki diwar pr Daya to sata kr khadha krke usne apne pajame ka nada nikala… fir usne Daya ko bed pr patka aur uske hothon pe jordar kiss karne laga. )

Popat: Aaj meri khwahish puri hogi… jise mai sirf khayalo me chodta tha use aaj me sach me chodunga. Aaja meri randi behna.. apne bhai ki pyaas buja de.

(Daya bed pr tadapti rhi roti rhi… aur popat bas use dekh rha tha… thodi der baad daya ko samaj aa gaya ki virodh krne ka koi fayda nhi hai… wo bas bed pr pdi thi ab… uska rona bndh ho chuka tha.. uski ankho ka kajal galoon pe aa gaya tha. Popat shayad isi waqt ka intezaar kr rha tha. )

Popat: dekh meri Daya raani… muje mera kaam kr lene de… mera sath na do koi baat nhi.. bas virodh mat krna.. kyuki mai zabardasti nhi krna chahta… tuje chodna meri khwahish rhi hai… aaj muje uss khwahish ko pura kr lene de.

(Popat apne sare kapde nikal deta hai aur Daya ke paas ata hai)

Popat: aaj me teri bde aram se chudai krne wala hu meri behna…

(Pehle wo daya ki saree ko khich nikalta hai… uske samne daya ki navel khuli pdi thi… wo daya ke upr chadh jata hai.. aur uski navel chumna shuru krta hai… wo apni jibh andar bahar krke use chaat rha tha… fir uspe wo apna lund ragadta hai… wo uske liye duniya ki best feeling thi.. aur zor se ragadne ki wajah se wo daya ki navel pr hi jad jata hai… Daya bilkul nirjeev pdi hui thi… )

Popat: wah meri randi Daya… mazaa aa gaya…

(Daya sirf peticot aur blouse me thi. Popat ne ab uska vastraharan krna shuru kiya… pehle usne blouse ke sab button khol diye… aur peticot nikal diya… ab daya ke sharir pr sirf safed rang ki bra aur patli si panty thi… popat se ab sabr krna mushkil tha… usne daya ki bra khol ke nikal di.. aur uske boobs ghurne laga)

Popat: kitne ache boble hai tumhare Daya… kaash me inhe roj pee sakta… jethalal bohot naseeb wala hai.

(Bolke wo daya ke mummo pr toot pada. Jungleeyon ki tarah unhe choosne aur masalne laga. Lekin daya ka koi response nhi tha. Adhe ghante tak mummo ko chusne baad wo Daya ki choot pr ata hai. Uski panty nichi krke choot chatne lagta hai. Fir apne lund ko usme pel kr apni hawas shaant krta hai)

( 4 baar jadne ke baad wo shant hota hai… Daya kuch bol nhi rhi thi…. woh Daya kiss krne laga… 3 mi tak smooch krne ke baad wo bathroom me gaya aur khud ko saaf krke bahar aya. )

Popat: Thankyou Dayabhabhi… apne muje meri life ka sabse bafa tohfa diya hai…

(Daya jaise taise khadi hokar kapde pehenti hai aur bahar jane ke liye niklti hai)

Popat: Aur haan sun… bahar kisiko batana mat batana

(Aur uski gand ko slap krta hai)

Daya chupchap waha se nikal jati hai.

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