Swagat hai doston, aapka meri is nayi story Gokulam lockdown series mein. Ye story thodi lambi hogi to patience rakhna aur iske bahut saare parts aayenge.
Gokuldham Society ke gate pe police khadi thi. Chain laga hua tha aur radio se awaaz goonj rahi thi – “Poora desh 21 din ke lockdown mein. Koi baahar nahi nikal sakta, sirf essential services. Ghar mein hi rahein.”
Subah ke 7 baje the, lekin society mein ajeeb si khamoshi thi. Jethalal Champaklal Gada balcony pe khada tha, hath mein thandi chai, aankhein door Ahmedabad ki taraf. Daya wahan fassi reh gayi thi, uske bhai Sundar ke ghar. “Arre hay re! Tu wahan kyun nahi aa saki? Yahan main Bapu ji ke sath akela band ho gaya. Gada Electronics band, paise ka tension, aur upar se ye akelapan… marr jaunga main!”
Uske dimag mein Daya ki tasveer thi – uski moti choochiyan nighty mein ubharti hui, gaand hilti hui jab wo chalti thi, aur wo geeli chut jab wo upar baithti thi. Lund pant mein hilne laga. Wo andar aaya, bedroom ka darwaza lock kiya, bed pe let gaya.
Fir pant utari, mota lund baahar nikala jo already khada tha. “Daya… teri ye tight bur kitni mazedaar lagti hai. Jab tu mujhpe baithti hai aur uchalti hai…” Hath se pakad kar hilane laga, dheere se shuru. Fir speed badhayi. Dimag mein Daya ka moan yaad aa raha tha – “Jetha ji… zor se… andar hi daal do!”
8-10 minute mein zor se jhad gaya, garam maal pet pe gir gaya. “Uff… ye self-love se kitna din chalega? Society mein kisi se milna to padega, warna pagal ho jaunga.”
Bhide ke ghar mein scene alag tha. Atmaram Tukaram Bhide bed pe utha, stretch kiya, aur kitchen se aati Madhavi ko dekha. Madhavi nighty pehne chai bana rahi thi, uski choochiyan blouse se baahar nikalne ko machal rahi thi, gaand gol-moti hil rahi thi.
Lockdown ki khushi se Bhide ka lund turant khada ho gaya. “Madhavi! Aaj se online classes shuru, lekin class se pehle ek round to banta hai. Poora din hum dono ke paas hai!” Madhavi sharma gayi, lekin uski aankhon mein bhi garam thi. “Atmaram ji, ye kya keh rahe ho? Society meeting hai na aaj?”
Lekin Bhide ne wait nahi kiya. Usne Madhavi ko bed pe kheencha, nighty upar ki, panty side mein karke apna mota lund baahar nikala. “Koi nahi jaanega, lockdown hai na.” Seedha bur mein ghusa diya. “Aah… teri ye geeli chut, kitni tight hai aaj!”
Madhavi cheekhi, taangein faila di, “Ji… dheere… aah kitna mota hai!” Bhide zor-zor se dhakke maarta raha, choochiyon ko dabata, nipples ko muh mein leke choosta. “Lockdown mein roz chodunga tujhe, teri ye juicy bur mera hai!” Madhavi moan kar rahi thi, “Haa ji… zor se… andar hi maal daal do!”
12-15 minute ki wild pumping ke baad Bhide andar hi jhad gaya, Madhavi bhi orgasm se kaamp uthi, bur se maal tapak raha tha. “Ab taiyaar ho jao class ke liye,” Madhavi hans kar boli, lekin uska badan abhi bhi garam tha.
Popatlal apne kamre mein sofa pe baitha tha, newspaper band, phone pe rishta apps scroll kar raha tha. “Ye lockdown mein bhi shaadi nahi ho rahi. Lekin hawas to badh rahi hai full speed se.” Dimag mein society ki auratein ghoom rahi thi – Roshan ki moti gaand, Babita ki tight choochiyan, Madhavi ki mature bur, Komal ke bade boobs. Pant ki zip kholi, mota lund baahar nikala, hath se hilane laga.
“Aah… kash Babita ji ki choochiyan dabane ko mil jaayein… ya Madhavi bhabhi ki gaand pe hath pher saku.”
Speed badhayi, fantasies mein kho gaya. 6-7 minute mein jhad gaya, tissue pe saara maal. “Phew… ab meeting ke liye jaate hain. Aachar ya grocery ke bahane kisi se flirt to kar hi sakta hu.”
Society compound mein meeting hui. Sab mask pehne, 6 feet distance. Bhide secretary mode mein tha – “Sab log sun lo! Lockdown strict hai. Compound mein walk kar sakte ho, ek-doosre ke ghar ja sakte ho zaroorat pade, lekin no parties, no unnecessary milna-julna. Discipline rakho!”
Jethalal ne taana maara, “Bhide bhai, aap to khush ho, Madhavi bhabhi sath hai. Hum Jethalal to akela marr rahe hai!” Sab hasse, lekin nazrein idhar-udhar.
Jethalal Madhavi ki taraf dekhta raha, uski choochiyan mask ke upar se bhi dikhti thi. Popatlal Babita ko ghoor raha tha.
Babita ne notice kiya aur halki smile di. Sodhi ne Roshan ko aankh maari – raat ka plan tha. Hathi bhai bola, “Mera clinic chalta rahega, check-up ke liye aana. Komal manage karegi.” Komal sharma gayi, uski blouse tight thi.
Dopahar ho gayi, boredom shuru. Taarak Mehta-Anjali ke ghar. Taarak desk pe baitha tha lekin kaam nahi ho raha. Anjali kitchen mein diet food bana rahi thi. Taarak peeche se pakda, “Anjali, ye diet bhool jaa aaj. Lockdown mein maza lena hai.”
Anjali hans di, “Taarak ji, ye kya?” Taarak ne uski saari upar ki, choochiyon ko dabaya. “Teri ye pink nipples kitne tasty hai.” Bedroom le gaya, bed pe litaya, missionary style mein lund ghusa diya. “Teri bur kitni geeli hai… lockdown ki wajah se roz chodunga tujhe.” Anjali moan, “Haa Taarak… zor se… fill me up!”
Dono speed badhaate hue sath jhade, paseene se bheege. Sodhi-Roshan ka ghar dhamaal macha. Roshan kitchen mein thi, Sodhi ne peeche se pakda, counter pe jhukaya. “Roshan ji, teri ye moti gaand lockdown mein roz maarunga.” Pant utaari, lund saliva se geela kiya, gaand mein ghusa diya. Roshan cheekhi, “Sodhi ji… dard ho raha… lekin maza aa raha hai!”
Zor-zor se pump, hath se bur rub karta raha. Roshan orgasm se hil gayi, gaand tight ho gayi, Sodhi andar jhad gaya. “Ab lunch khao, shaam ko round 2!”
Iyer-Babita ke flat mein. Babita gym mat pe workout kar rahi thi, tight leggings mein gaand ubhar rahi thi, top se boob dikhte the. Iyer scientist mode se aaya, dekhta raha. “Babita ji, ye lockdown mein bhi aap itni hot lag rahi ho.” wo hassi, “Iyer ji, jealous ho rahe ho?” Usne Iyer ko kheencha, bedroom mein le gayi. Babita dominant bani, Iyer ko bed pe dhakka diya, uska pant utaari, lund muh mein liya.
“Aaj main control loongi.” Fir cowgirl style mein baith gayi, upar-neeche uchalti hui. “Tera lund kitna hard hai… meri chut bhar do!” Choochi uchal rahi thi, Iyer ne pakad li. Babita zor se jhadi, squirt kiya, Iyer bhi andar hi.
Hathi-Komal clinic mein. Jethalal patient ban ke aaya, “Doctor sahab, tension bahut hai, neend nahi aati.” Hathi ne check kiya, Komal ne bulge dekha. “Sir, ye normal hai lockdown stress se.” Komal ki aankhein Jethalal pe, flirt shuru.
Jethalal socha, “Ye bahana future mein kaam aayega.”
Shaam- Tapu Sena WhatsApp pe.
Tapu: “Yaar boring hai lockdown.”
Sonu: “Movie dekho.”
Pinku ne porn link daala joke mein. Tapu akela room mein, video dekha – ladki ko chodte hue. Lund hilaya, dimag mein Madhavi aunty ki gaand ya Babita ji ki choochiyan. Jaldi jhad gaya, confused lekin excited.
Raat ko second round. Bhide-Madhavi shower mein. Bhide peeche se ghusa, choochiyon ko dabaya. “Teri ye juicy boob… roz aise hi.”
Madhavi: “Ji, lockdown ka faida uthao.” Jethalal doosri baar self, Popatlal se call pe – “Bhai akela mar raha hoon.”
Popatlal: “Madhavi bhabhi ke aachar ke bahane milna padega kal.” Dono hasse, lekin lund hilate hue.
Pehla din khatam – hawas ki aag jal chuki thi, affairs ki shuruaat hone wali thi.
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