TMKOC: Jetha ne fansaya Anjali aur Madhavi ko

Ek thandi, fog bhari subah thi Gokuldham Society mein, jahan har koi apne kaam mein laga hua tha. Madhavi Bhide apne kitchen mein aam ka achar bana rahi thi. Ek simple saree pehne, uski moti kamar aur bade boobs thodi si jhalak dete hue.

Anjali Mehta apne flat mein yoga kar rahi thi, ek tight leggings aur top mein, uski slim figure pasine se chamak rahi thi. Dono ke pati—Bhide aur Taarak—ek school event ke liye bahar gaye the. Aur society mein ek ajeeb sa sannata chhaya hua tha.

Tabhi dono ke phones par ek message aaya, Jethalal ka number se: “Madhavi ji, Anjali ji, mujhe ek zaroori baat karni hai. Gada Electronics ke godown mein aaj dopahar 2 baje aana—yeh secret hai, kisi ko mat batana.”

Madhavi ne socha, “Jethalal ko kya chahiye? Koi business deal hoga shayad.” Anjali ne socha, “Yeh Jethalal ka kya naya drama hai?” Dono ne haan kaha, aur dopahar ke liye taiyar ho gayi. Madhavi ne ek green saree pehni, aur Anjali ne ek red dress. Dono apne apne kaam chhodkar godown ki taraf chal padi.

Dopahar 2 baje, godown ke bade se darwaze par pahunchte hi Jethalal khada tha, ek gandi muskaan ke saath. Uski shirt ke button khule hue. “Madhavi ji, Anjali ji, andar aao,” usne bola.

Aur dono ko ek chhote se kamre mein le gaya, jahan ek purana sofa, ek table, aur thodi si daaru ki smell thi. Darwaza band karte hue Jethalal ne bola, “Tum dono ke pati bahar hain, aur maine socha yeh mauka hai—tum dono meri kokh bharogi.”

Madhavi: “Jethalal, yeh kya gandi baat kar rahe ho? Hum ja rahe hain!”

Anjali: “Haan, Jethalal, yeh galat hai!”

Jethalal ne ek phone nikala, “Ruko, yeh dekh,” aur ek video play kiya. Isme Madhavi aur Anjali ek purani Holi party mein thodi daaru pi kar Jethalal ke saath thumke laga rahi thi. Unki saree aur dress upar uthi hui thi.

“Yeh video Bhide aur Taarak tak gaya toh kya hoga? Ab tum dono meri baat manogi, warna yeh pura Gokuldham dekhega,” usne dono ko dhamki di.

Madhavi aur Anjali ka chehra safed pad gaya. “Yeh video tumhe kahan se mila?” Madhavi ne poocha.

“Purana hai, par kaam ka,” Jethalal ne has kar jawab diya, aur apni pant ka belt khola. “Tum dono ki yeh jawani mujhe pagal karti rahati hai. Madhavi ki moti chut, Anjali ki tight chut. Ab tum dono meri wajah se maa banogi.” Dono ke paas koi rasta nahi tha—woh trap ho chuki thi.

Madhavi: “Jethalal, please, humein chhod do!”

Anjali: “Yeh mat karo, hum shadi-shuda hain!”

Jethalal ne unki baat nahi suni. Usne Madhavi ki saree kheenchkar phaad di, uska mota jism nanga kar diya. Aur Anjali ki dress utar di, uski slim body sabke saamne la diya.

“Tum dono ki yeh chut ko main apne maal se bharunga,” usne bola, aur apni pant utar di. Uska bada, sakht lund bahar aaya. Madhavi aur Anjali rone lagi, par Jethalal ne unhe sofa par dhakel diya.

Pehle Madhavi ki baari thi. Jethalal ne uski moti taange kholi, “Teri yeh chut kitni juicy hai, Madhavi.” Usne apna lund uski gili chut mein ghusa diya. Madhavi chilla uthi, “Jethalal, ruk jao!”

Par Jethalal ne tezi se dhakke maarne shuru kiye, “Teri yeh moti chut ko main apne bacche se bharunga, Madhavi.” Usne Madhavi ke bade boobs dabaye, unhe chusa, aur zor-zor se choda.

“Bhide ko kya pata uski biwi meri wajah se maa banegi,” usne bola, aur ek zor daar dhakke ke saath apna garam maal Madhavi ki chut mein chhod diya. “Le, Madhavi, tera creampie, ab tu pregnant ho ja,” usne has kar bola.

Madhavi sofa par gir gayi, uski chut se maal tapak raha tha, aur woh ro rahi thi. Jethalal ne Anjali ki taraf dekha, “Ab teri baari, Anjali ji.” Usne Anjali ko kheenchkar sofa par lita diya, uski slim taange kholi, “Teri yeh tight chut meri hai,” aur apna lund uski chut mein pel diya.

Anjali ke muh se siskari nikli, “Jethalal, mat karo!” Par Jethalal ne uski baat nahi suni. Usne Anjali ko tezi se choda, uske chhote boobs dabaye, aur bola, “Taarak ko kya pata uski biwi meri wajah se baccha legi.”

Usne Anjali ki chut mein zor se dhakke maare, aur fir apna maal uski kokh mein chhod diya. “Le, Anjali, tera creampie, ab tu bhi meri wajah se maa banegi,” usne bola.

Anjali bhi sofa par gir gayi, uski chut se maal tapak raha tha, aur dono aurat ro rahi thi.

Jethalal ne apne kapde pehne, phone uthaya, aur bola, “Madhavi ji, Anjali ji, yeh video mere paas rahega. Ab tum dono meri baat manogi—jab main bulaoon, apni yeh chut lekar aogi, aur meri wajah se bacche paida karogi, warna Bhide aur Taarak ko yeh sab pata chal jayega.”

Jethalal godown se nikal gaya, dono ko akela chhodkar. Madhavi aur Anjali ne apne phate kapdo se jism dhaka, unki aankhon mein aansu aur gussa tha. Par kahani yahan khatam nahi hui.

Anjali ne apne purse mein chhupa hua ek chhota sa recorder nikala’ Jo usne chupke se on kiya tha jab Jethalal video dikha raha tha. Pura scene—uski dhamki, uska ganda khel—sab record ho chuka tha.

“Jethalal, tune humein trap kiya, par ab hum tujhe barbad karenge,” Anjali ne Madhavi ko dekhte hue bola.

Madhavi ne apni chut se maal pochti hui kaha, “Anjali, yeh recording humein bacha sakti hai. Jethalal ko jail bhejna hoga.” Dono ne ek doosre ko dekha, aur ek nayi himmat ke saath bola, “Yeh impregnation trap hum palat denge.”

Gokuldham ki yeh subah ek gande khel mein badal gayi. Par Madhavi aur Anjali ab Jethalal ke khilaf ek chaal chalengi. Yeh raaz ab unke haathon mein tha.

Yeh kahani Madhavi aur Anjali ke trap hone, Jethalal ke impregnation plan, aur unke counter-twist ke saath hai.

Part 2 will be out soon.