Namaste doston, swagat hai aapka is nayi story mein.
Gokuldham Society ki hawa mein aaj kuch alag si garmi thi. Saal ka wo din tha jab saare mard log ek sath “Mard Mandal” ki badi party karte the. Ye party sirf mardon ke liye hoti thi – koi biwi, koi bachha nahi.
Jethalal, Taarak Mehta, Iyer, Sodhi, Bhide aur Dr. Hathi – sab excited the. Subah se hi preparations chal rahe the. Jethalal ne apni dukaan se extra mithaiyan order ki thi. Taarak ne kuch naye jokes ready kiye the. Iyer apna South Indian special dish laa raha tha. Sodhi ne Punjabi daru ka arrangement kiya tha aur Bhide-Dr. Hathi ne apne favourite snacks contribute kiye.
Shaam ko 7 baje sab log Gokuldham ke community hall mein pahunch gaye. Hall ko lights, balloons aur music se sajaya gaya tha. Sab log apne casual shirts aur pants mein the – koi jeans mein, koi kurta mein.
Party shuru hui to pehle hassi-mazak, fir dance, fir khaana. Khaane mein sabse special dish thi – “Special Desi Masala Chicken” jo naye caterer ne banaya tha. Caterer ne bataya ki ye dish bahut powerful hai, “mardangi badhane wali”.
Asal mein wo powder galti se mila tha jo ek purane Ayurvedic nuskhe ka tha – lekin galti ye thi ki wo powder temporary impotence wala tha. Ek baar khaa lene ke 4-5 ghante baad lund ka khada hona band ho jata tha, aur ye asar 24-48 ghante tak rehta tha.
Sab ne khoob khaaya. Jethalal ne 3 plates khaa li, “Arre waah! Ye toh bilkul mard bana deta hai!” Taarak ne bhi do plate khaayi. Iyer ne apne style mein mix kiya. Sodhi ne daru ke sath. Bhide aur Hathi ne bhi full enjoy kiya.
Raat ke 11 baje tak party khatam hui. Sab log thoda thak gaye lekin khush the. “Kal subah office mein milte hai!” bolte hue sab apne ghar ki taraf chal diye.
Pehla ghar – Jethalal ka. Daya bedroom mein wait kar rahi thi. Usne apni favourite pink nighty pehni thi. Wo wali jo uske bade-bade 38D size ke boobs ko tight se pakadti thi aur neeche se uski moti, gol gaand ko highlight karti thi. Nighty ki length sirf mid-thigh tak thi, aur andar koi bra nahi, sirf ek chhoti si panty. Baal khule hue the, lipstick lagaayi thi aur thodi si perfume bhi.
Jethalal darwaza kholte hi Daya ne uske gale mein baahen daal di. “Jethu ji… aaj party se itne energetic lag rahe ho. Dekho na, main kitni taiyaar hu aapke liye!” Usne Jethalal ki shirt ke buttons kholne shuru kar diye aur uske chest pe kiss karne lagi.
Jethalal ka mood bhi theek tha. “Arre Daya… aaj party mein bahut maza aaya. Ab teri baari hai!” Wo bed pe let gaya. Daya ne uski pant utari aur underwear ke andar hath daala. Lekin… kuch nahi. Jethalal ka lund bilkul normal size mein latak raha tha, ek bhi inch bhi nahi khada hua.
Daya ne socha shayad thak gaye hai, usne hath se ragadna shuru kiya – upar neeche, dheere se, fir zor se. “Jethu… utho na… mummy ki chut ko bhook lagi hai aaj!” Lekin lund fir bhi latak raha. Daya ne muh mein le liya – apni garam, geeli jeebh se choosne lagi, balls ko hath se sehlati hui. Lekin kuch asar nahi.
Jethalal ko bhi gussa aa raha tha. “Arre yaar Daya… party mein itna khaaya tha, ab ye kya ho gaya?” Daya ne 15 minute tak try kiya – kabhi hath, kabhi muh, kabhi apni chuchiyon ke beech ragad ke, lekin zero erection. Daya ki chut mein aag lag rahi thi. Usne raat bhar wait kiya tha – subah se hi soch rahi thi ki aaj Jethu zor se chodenge.
Ab chut geeli ho chuki thi. Panty mein paani tapak raha tha. Nipples khade ho gaye the. Lekin pati ka lund dead tha. Daya tadapti hui let gayi. “Theek hai Jethu… so jao. Kal try karenge.” Lekin andar se uski chut chillati rahi – “Koi mard chahiye… koi bada mota lund jo mujhe faad de!”
Agla ghar – Taarak aur Anjali. Anjali ne apni slim, fair body ko highlight karne wali black satin night dress pehni thi. 34C boobs perfectly fit, kamar patli, gaand tight. Wo bed pe baithi thi, Taarak ke liye special red wine bhi rakhi thi.
Taarak andar aaya to Anjali ne usko kiss kiya. “Taarak darling… aaj party se bahut fresh lag rahe ho. Come on, make love to me!” Taarak ne uski night dress utari – Anjali ab sirf black lace bra aur panty mein thi. Taarak ka lund bhi khada hone ki koshish kar raha tha lekin… flop.
Anjali ne hath daala, “Kya hua baby? Utho na!” Usne Taarak ko bed pe litaya, apne boobs uske muh pe ragadne lagi, fir neeche jaake lund ko choosne lagi – poora muh mein le leti, jeebh ghumati, balls ko choosti.
Taarak moan kar raha tha, lekin lund sirf 2 inch ka latak raha. Anjali ne apni chut Taarak ke lund pe ragdi. Geeli chut ka rass lund pe lagaya, upar neeche kiya, lekin kuch nahi hua.
Anjali ki chut mein tadap badh rahi thi. Usne 20 minute tak har trick try ki – fingering khud ki, Taarak ki ungliyan andar dalwayi, lekin khud ko satisfy nahi kar paayi. “Taarak… meri chut jal rahi hai. Aaj to bahut mann tha!” Wo roti hui si let gayi.
Taarak bhi pareshan tha – “Shayad party ki thakaan hai… kal theek ho jayega.” Lekin Anjali ki aankhen band karte hi uske dimag mein sirf ek cheez thi – ek mota, khada lund jo uski tight chut ko bhar de.
Teesra ghar – Iyer aur Babita.
Babita ne apni favourite short nighty pehni thi – red colour, jo uski fair skin aur 36D boobs ko aur bhi sexy bana rahi thi. Usne makeup kiya tha, lips glossy. Iyer andar aaya to Babita ne uske pants khol diye. “Iyer ji… aaj mujhe bahut horny feel ho raha hai. Party mein soch rahi thi aapke baare mein!” Lekin Iyer ka lund dead.
Babita ne hath se ragda, muh mein liya, apni gaand uske chehre pe rakh ke 69 position try kiya – uski chut Iyer ke muh pe geeli ho rahi thi. Lekin Iyer ka lund nahi utha. Babita ne 25 minute tak try kiya – kabhi cowgirl position mein baith ke ragadti, kabhi doggy style mein peeche se hath daal ke, lekin zero.
Babita ki chut mein aag thi. Usne khud ko finger kiya lekin poora satisfaction nahi mila. “Iyer… kya ho gaya aapko? Meri chut ko aaj koi mard chahiye!” Wo unsatisfied let gayi, gaand hilati hui, chut mein khujli feel karte hue.
Chautha ghar – Sodhi aur Roshan. Roshan ne apna favourite transparent nighty pehni thi. Andar se uske bade 40 size ke boobs aur moti Punjabi gaand clearly dikhti thi. Sodhi andar aaya to Roshan ne usko direct bed pe dhakel diya. “Sodhi ve… aaj party se itna mard lag rahe ho. Ab mujhe chod do zor se!”
Usne Sodhi ki pant utari. Lekin Sodhi ka lund latak raha. Roshan ne apne moti taangon ke beech lund ragda, boobs ke beech daala, muh mein poora le liya – jeebh se balls tak chaati. 18 minute tak try kiya. Lekin kuch nahi. Roshan ki chut geeli ho chuki thi, rass tapak raha tha, nipples hard, lekin pati flop.
Roshan chillayi andar se – “Mere pati ka dum nahi raha… meri chut ko ab koi jawaan mard chahiye jo faad de!”
Paanchwa ghar – Bhide aur Madhavi. Madhavi ne saree utaar ke sirf blouse aur petticoat mein thi, lekin raat ke liye usne ek sexy night gown pehna tha. Bhide aaya to Madhavi ne usko kiss kiya. “Bhide ji… aaj bahut mann hai.” Lekin Bhide ka lund nahi khada. Madhavi ne hath se, muh se, chut pe ragad ke sab try kiya. “Arre… ye kya ho gaya?” Madhavi ki chut tadap rahi thi – wo 18 saal se shaadi shuda thi, aaj pehli baar itna bhookha feel kar rahi thi.
Aakhri ghar – Dr. Hathi aur Komal. Komal ne apni moti body ko highlight karne wali nighty pehni thi – bade boobs, moti gaand. Hathi ka bhi same scene. Komal ne 30 minute try kiya – hath, muh, sab. Lekin zero. Komal ki chut mein aag lag gayi thi. “Doctor sahab… aaj meri chut ko koi asli mard chahiye!”
Raatein beet gayi. Har ghar mein auratein tadap rahi thi. Daya, Anjali, Babita, Roshan, Madhavi aur Komal – sab ki chut mein ek hi baat chal rahi thi: “Hamare pati ab mard nahi rahe… ab kya karein? Hamari chut ko kaun satisfy karega?”
Subah hui. Sab auratein society ke garden mein mili – bahane se walk karne ka. Lekin asal mein secret meeting thi. Daya ne shuru kiya, “Behan log… kal raat sabke sath same hua na? Mere Jethu ka kuch nahi hua!”
Anjali: “Mera Taarak bhi flop!”
Babita: “Iyer ne mujhe tadpa diya!”
Roshan: “Sodhi ve… zero!”
Madhavi: “Bhide ji bhi…”
Komal: “Hathi sahab bhi.”
Daya: “Ab ye problem solve kaise kare? Hamare pati to ab hamesha aise hi rahenge lagta hai. Doctor ne bhi check kiya toh party ke us dish ka asar 48 ghante tak hai, shayad zyada bhi.”
Anjali ne socha aur boli, “Lekin… humari chut ko to roz chahiye. Aur hamare ghar mein to jawaan ladke hai na? Tapu, Gogi, Goli – sab 18+ ho gaye hai. Solid jawaan mard ban gaye hai. Unke lund to khade hote honge!”
Madhavi: “Haa… mera beta to nahi hai, lekin beti Sonu hai. Par Tapu Sena ke teeno ladke available hai. Hum unko use kar sakte hai. Unki mummy hai hum… wo hamari help karenge!”
Babita aur Anjali: “Perfect! Hum teeno ke bachhe nahi hai to hum bhi Tapu Sena ke ladkon se satisfy ho jayenge.”
Roshan: “Main Gogi ko le loongi.”
Komal: “Main Goli ko.”
Daya: “Main apna Tapu.”
Sab ne plan final kiya. Aaj raat se shuru. Har aurat apne target ladke ko message kar degi – “Beta, mummy ko thoda urgent help chahiye… ghar aa jao jaldi se.”
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