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**Update 9**
Abhi hall mein Komal aur Anjali akeli thi. Anjali ki halat bahut kharab thi. Uske dimag mein jo abhi hua tha, woh abhi bhi ghum raha tha. Use dar tha ki ab Goli aage kya karega. Woh Komal se aankhen bhi nahi mila paa rahi thi.
A: Ha Komal Bhabhi, bataiye kya kaam hai? (thodi dabi hui awaaz mein, neeche dekhte hue)
K: Ha Anjali Bhabhi, aap pehle baithiye toh sahi.
Dono sofe par baith gayi.
K: Darasal, mujhe aapse Goli ke baare mein baat karni hai.
Anjali ki heartbeat tez ho gayi. Use dar tha ki kahin Komal ko shak toh nahi ho gaya.
A: G-Goli ke baare mein kya? (hadbadate hue)
K: Mujhe aapko Thank You bolna hai. Aap Goli ke liye itna kar rahi hain. (double meaning ke saath, thoda teasing tone mein)
A: Ha… par Thank You kyun? (shocked thi, uska dimag ab band ho chuka tha)
K: Oh c’mon Anjali Bhabhi, aap aise react kar rahi hain jaise aapko pata hi nahi. (sarcasm mein)
A: Kya nahi pata? Aap thoda khul ke bataiyengi please.
K: Arre KHOL ke aap sikhayengi na! (fir se double meaning)
Ye Sunte hi Anjali Pani pani Ho gyi thi,
Anjali ab bas Komal ke samne rone hi wali thi

K: Sorry, “khul ke” se mera matlab zara slip of tongue ho gaya. Aap yoga ke baare mein mere Goli ko khul ke sikhayengi na? Isliye Thank You. Aapko Goli ke future ki kitni fikar hai, yeh dekh kar bahut acha laga mujhe.
A: Arre isme Thank You kya Komal Bhabhi, Goli mere bache jaisa hi hai.
Ye baat sunkar Komal ko thoda aur gussa aa gaya.
K: Oh! Par aapko toh bache pasand hi nahi hain na? Woh aapki freedom chheen lete hain?
A: Haan woh toh hai… par… (Anjali fumble karne lagi thi. Woh tension mein paseene se latpat ho rahi thi)
Itne mein doorbell baji.
**Ding Dong!**
Anjali Ki Jaan me Jaan aati h
Bahar Abdul tha.
Abdul: Komal Bhabhi, main Abdul hoon. Aapke saman ki delivery dene aaya hoon.
K: Aayi Abdul Bhai.
Komal uthi, Anjali bhi uske saath khadi ho gayi.
K: Are Anjali Bhabhi, aap baithiye na. Aapko bahut paseena aa raha hai. Main aapke liye juice lekar aati hoon.
A: Nahi Komal Bhabhi, darasal bahut late ho raha hai. Maine abhi tak shaam ke khane ki koi taiyaari bhi nahi ki. Aaj Tarak bhi office se jaldi ghar aane wale hain. Main chalti hoon. Hum raat ko compound mein milte hain na?
K: Juice ke liye mana kar rahi ho toh kam se kam paani toh pi kar jaao.
A: Nahi Komal Bhabhi, zarurat nahi hai. Next time. (yeh kehkar woh mud kar jaane lagi. Gate ke paas usne apni kurti adjust ki)

**Ding Dong!** Ek aur bell baji.
Anjali ne darwaza khola.
Abdul: Are Anjali Bhabhi, aap yahan? Main aapke ghar bhi delivery dene aaya tha.
A: Haan, maine Komal Bhabhi se kaam liya tha. Mera saman de do.
Anjali apna saman lekar turant apne ghar ki taraf nikal gayi.
Komal bhi apna saman kitchen mein rakh aayi.
Anjali ke jaane ke baad Komal wapas hall mein aayi aur sofa par dheer ho gayi. Hall mein abhi bhi Anjali ke badan ki aur uski white bra ki mithi khushbu basi hui thi.
Komal (mann mein): “Anjali Bhabhi… Gokuldham ki sabse modern aurat, mere bete ke saamne bina bra ke khadi thi? Usne mere hi ghar mein Goli ke saamne apni kurti bhi sidhi ki? Iska matlab mera Goli ne usko poora nanga dekha hai. Woh Goli ke saath itni daring kaise ho gayi? Ya mere bete ne usko itna majboor kar diya?”
Komal ne aankhein band ki toh use Goli ka chehra yaad aa gaya.
“Mera beta… mera chhota sa Goli itna mardaana kab se ho gaya? Usne Anjali jaisi aurat ko blackmail karke unki bra nikalwayi… aur Anjali ne mana nahi kiya. Ek pal ke liye toh woh mere bete ke saamne bilkul nangi khadi thi. Yeh sab dekh kar mujhe gussa kyun nahi aa raha? Kyun mujhe ek ajeeb sa sukoon mil raha tha?”
Ye sochte-sochte uski nazar neeche apni chut ki taraf gayi, jo pani chhod rahi thi. Pehle toh use bahut acha laga, lekin phir usne realise kiya ki woh apne bete ke baare mein kaisa khayal laa rahi hai.
Komal (mann mein): “Ye Anjali Bhabhi ki wajah se mujhe mere Goli ke baare mein aise vichar aa rahe hain. Saari galti unki hai. Na toh woh nangi mere saamne aati aur na hi baat itni badhti.”
Komal ko ab realise ho raha tha ki usne aaj apni bhi hadd paar kar di thi.

“Anjali Bhabhi ko koi sharam nahi, par maine apni sex life ke baare mein kyun bataya? Kya main chahti thi ki Anjali ko pata chale ki main kitni pyasi hoon? Maine Goli ko pehle kyun nahi roka? Main bahar khadi hokar gate khol sakti thi… par maine nahi kiya. Kya main bhi chahti thi ki koi mere saath bhi wahi kare jo Goli Anjali ke saath kar raha hai?”
Ye saare sawal uske mann mein chal rahe the. Ye sab khayalon ke bich vo khana ki tayari me lag gyi ...
Sham dhal chuki thi uske sath hi Dr. Hathi ghar aaye aur aate hi unki purani rati-ratayi baat shuru ho gayi.
Hathi: “Komal! Mujhe bahut bhook lagi hai! 20-25 samosey chahiye!”
Komal: (gusse aur nafrat ke saath) “Nahi Hans! Ab tumhe sidha khana milega… woh bhi do ghante baad! Jao fresh ho jao!”
Dr. Hathi darr kar chup ho gaye kyunki unhe pata tha ki aaj Komal ka mood bilkul theek nahi hai.
Karib 9 baje raat ko khana taiyar hua. Komal ne dining table par khana rakha. Bas khana rakhne ki deri thi aur Dr. Hathi turant wahan pahunch gaye.
H: Komal, chalo start karte hain.
K: Hans, wait. At least Goli ko toh aane do. (woh zor se awaaz lagati hai) Goli baby! Dinner taiyar hai!
Goli andar se zor se bola, “Mumma, aaj aap log kha lo. Mujhe bhookh nahi hai.”
Komal ne Hathi ki taraf dekha, “Strange. Aaj se pehle kabhi Goli ne khane ke liye mana nahi kiya.”
H: Theek hai na Komal, usne kuch bahar ka kha liya hoga. Ab mujhe khana de do.
K: Achha hai, woh bhi kha-kha ke tumhari tarah na bane toh behtar hai. (taana marte hue)
H: C’mon Komal, tum subah ki baat ab tak lekar mujhse naraz ho. Please maan jao. Main aaj raat tumhe khush kar dunga.
Yeh kehkar Hathi ne hot case khola. Ek mein karele ki sabzi aur doosre mein ragi ki roti thi.
H: Komal, yeh sab kya hai?
K: Diet food hai.
H: Woh toh dikh raha hai, par kyun?
K: Kyun? Zara apna pet dekho. Saara junk food kha-kha kar badh gaya hai. Now enough is enough.
H: Par main diet food nahi kha sakta.
K: Khana padega. Iske alawa tumhe kuch nahi milega. Ab se breakfast, lunch, dinner — sirf diet food hi milega.
Hathi ko pata tha ki baat karke koi fayda nahi. Bhookh ke maare unhone chupchap khana shuru kar diya.
Komal opposite chair par baith kar phone chalane lagi. Mahila Mandal group mein message aaya tha ki aaj raat barish hone ki wajah se compound meeting cancel hai. Kal dopahar ko kisi ke ghar rakhenge.
Itne mein Dr. Hathi ne saari rotiyan kha li.
H: Komal, rotiyan khatam ho gayi. Thodi aur bana do.
Komal ne phone rakh kar dekha ki Hathi ne 8 rotiyan kha li thi. Usse aur gussa aa gaya.
K: Woh rotiyan tumhari aur Goli dono ki thi. Tumne already zyada kha liya. Aur kuch nahi milega.
Yeh kehkar Komal uthi aur apne bedroom mein chali gayi
Kuch der bad dr hathi room me enter karte h aur dekhte h
Komal bed par let gayi thi, muh doosri taraf kiye hue. Uska gussa abhi bhi zinda tha, lekin Anjali ke short kurti mein dikhte nipples aur Goli ke vichar uske mann mein ghum rahe the, jisse uski chut abhi bhi halki-halki geeli thi.
Hathi Komal ke peeche let gaye aur apna mota, garam badan uske saath chipka diya.
Hathi: (kaanon mein dheere se) Komal… ab gussa chhod do na meri jaan. Aaj raat main tumhe bahut khush kar dunga.
K: (gusse mein, bina mudey) Hans, haath hatao! Mujhe aaj touch mat karo. Mood nahi hai.
Lekin Hathi ne haath nahi hataya. Unka ek haath dheere se upar chadh gaya aur unhone Komal ke bade boobs ko nighty ke upar se pakad kar dheere-dheere masalna shuru kar diya. Doosra haath neeche slide karke nighty ke andar daal diya. Unki moti, garam ungliyan seedha Komal ki chut par pahunch gayi.
Hathi ne bahut dheere se apni ungliyon se Komal ki geeli chut ko rub karna shuru kiya — pehle clit ke chaaron taraf ghumate hue, phir ungli ko chut ki darar mein dheere-dheere andar-bahar karne lage.
K: “Uhh… Hans… bas karo… ahhh… main nahi chahti…”
Hathi ne boobs ko zor se squeeze kiya aur chut par ungli ki speed dheere-dheere badha di. Ab unki ungli clit par chhote-chhote circles bana rahi thi.
K: “Aahhh… ohhh… Hans… dheere… mmhh… tumhari ungli meri chut par…”

Hathi ne Komal ko zor se pakad kar apni taraf ghuma diya. Ab dono saamne the.
Hathi ne turant uske honthon par attack kar diya. Pehle slow kiss, phir jaldi hi wild ho gaya. Unki moti zubaan Komal ki zubaan ko choosne lagi, muh ke andar ghusa kar deep French kiss dene lage
K: “Mmmhh… ahhh… Hans… zor se kiss karo… ohhh fuck…”
Hathi: (kiss ke beech saans chadhte hue) "Tumhare Boobs itne tight ho rakhe h man to kar rha h inhe rasgulla Smajh kar Kha jau,
"Saath hi unhone Komal ke boobs ko aur zor se squeeze kiya. Komal ab control kho rahi thi.
K: "Mmmhh… ahhhh… haan… zor se… ohhh god… mere boobs masal… ahhh!
"Komal ne khud apni nighty ke buttons kholne shuru kar diye. Jab usne nighty apne shoulders se neeche utari aur apne bade, gol, nange boobs bahar nikaale, Hathi ki aankhein phail gayi.
Hathi: (hawas bhari awaaz mein) Komal… aaj bra bhi nahi pehni? Tumhare ye mamme bilkul Nange the agar pehle bataya hota to dinner ke sath Ye Tumhare Rasille Rasgulle Khata … main inhe choosna chahta hoon!"
K: Acha Aisa h toh Jaldi Inhe Chooso Kahi Goli ne Sun liya to vo bhi Rasgulle ki zid karega usse bhi mere Rasgulle Bohot pasand h ( Komal itni garam ho chuki thi usse hosh hi nhi tha vo kya bol rhi h)
[Dr Hathi ne isse Ignore kiya usse laga Komal sach wale rasgulle je bare me keh rhi h Goli ke Context me]
Hathi ne turant ek nipple muh mein le liya aur zor-zor se choosne laga.
K: “Aaaahhhh… haan… chooso… zor se chooso mere nipples… ahhhh… mmmhh… aur zor se Hans… oh god!”

Hathi dusre nipple par switch karte hue dono boobs ko bari-bari choosne lage. Saath hi unka haath neeche Komal ki chut par tha — ab do ungliyan chut ke andar bahar kar rahi thi.
K: "Uhhhh… haan… meri chut mein ungli daalo… ahhh… aur andar… ohhh yes… fuck me with your fingers… mmmhh!

"Jab Hathi uske Boobs ko itna zor se choos rahe the, Komal ne apna haath neeche bheja aur Hathi ki lungi ke andar haath daal diya. Usne unka lund pakad liya aur tez-tez hilane lagi.
Sirf 50-60 seconds hue the.
Hathi: “Komal… ohhh… main aa raha hoon… aaahhhhh!”
Hathi ka lund Komal ke haath mein hi phadak utha aur garam cum nikal aaya.

Komal ne apna haath dekha. Uska chehra gusse se laal pad gaya.
K: “Kya yeh tha tumhara ‘bahut mazaa dunga’?! Ek minute bhi nahi chala Hans! Bas itna hi dum hai tum mein?!”
Hathi: “Sorry Komal… main bahut excited ho gaya tha…”
K: “Excited? Tumhara toh pet hi hamesha excited rehta hai… lund toh bilkul patla aur kamzor pada hai…
H: “Shh… dheere bolo… kahin Goli na sun le…”
K: “Sun lene do! Usse bhi pata chalna chahiye ki uska baap ka lund khada hi nahi hota! Woh bhi isse kuch sikhe… kahin kha-kha ke tumhari tarah na ban jaye! Fir uski wife ko bhi apni chut ki aag bujhane ke liye apna haath istemal karna padega!”
K: Main itni garam ho gayi thi, itni pyasi thi… aur tum jhad gaye?
Hathi: (sharmate aur darrte hue) “Sorry Komal… main bahut excited ho gaya tha… aaj bahut din baad tha… please maaf kar do.
K: “Maaf kar do?! Har baar yahi bolte ho! Har baar excited ho jaate ho aur har baar jhad jaate ho! Main kya karun?
Hathi: (rone jaisi awaaz mein) “Arre meri jaan… aisa mat bolo. Main sudhar sakta hoon. Dekho… abhi main tumhe haath se hi khush kar deta hoon. Main tumhari chut ko achhe se saaf kar dunga… please ek mauka do…
K: (gusse se haath jhatak kar, tez awaaz mein) “Haath mat lagao mujhe! Ab bilkul mat chhoona! Tumhara haath bhi nahi chahiye!
Hathi: “Komal please… main jaanta hoon main kam reh jaata hoon… par main try toh kar raha hoon na… tum itni pyasi ho, main tumhe satisfy karna chahta hoon…
”K: (aur gusse se, bed se uth kar) “Try? Tum sirf try karte ho Hans! Hafte mein ek baar try! Aur woh bhi itni jaldi khatam! Main itne salon se tumhare saath rehti hoon aur aaj tak kabhi properly satisfy nahi hui! Har baar yahi hota hai — tum jhad jaate ho aur main apne haath se apni aag bujhati hoon!
Hathi: (bechain hote hue) “Bas ek baar aur try karne do… main abhi tumhe…
K: (bilkul uchi awaaz mein, taunt bhari awaaz mein) "Try" Better hai main kisi bache ko try karbe du tumse! Woh bhi mujhe tumse zyada der tak chod sakega! Kam se kam woh itni jaldi toh nahi jhad jaayega jaise tum har baar jhad jaate ho!”
Hathi: (shock mein) “Komal… yeh kya bol rahi ho?!”
K: “Sahi bol rahi hoon! Ek bacha bhi tumse better hoga! Tumhara toh lund hi patla aur kamzor hai! Pet itna mota hai, lund itna chhota! Main pyasi hoon Hans… bahut pyasi! Aur tum sirf khud ko satisfy kar ke so jaate ho!
”Hathi: (dard se) “Please Komal… aise mat bolo. Main badal jaunga. Diet karunga, exercise karunga… bas gussa mat karo
”K: “Badal jaoge? Kab tak badloge? Jab tak badalte, tab tak main kya karun? Raat bhar apni chut ko ungli se ragadti rahun? Ya phir kisi aur se apni pyaas bujhau? Tumne khud patient ko salah di thi na — wife na ho toh kisi aur ke saath kar lo! Ab main bhi wahi karun kya?!”
H: Nhi Komal Plz Tum ye kya keh rhi ho !
K: To Or kya kahu! Tumne Kuch bolne jaisa rakh hi nhi h, I am Done Hans, I am Done with you

Ye kehkar,
Komal ne gusse mein bedsheet se apna nanga shareer dhak liya aur palat kar doosri taraf let gayi,
Komal ki aankhon me aansu the usse is baat ka guilt bhi tha ki usne apne pati se kis tarah se baat kari par usse kayi zyada gussa tha
Dr Hathi Bhi Shocked the
H
Isse pehle Komal ko kabhi itne gusse me nhi dekha usne gusse me na jane k-kya bol diya, par galti bhi to meri h mene hi kabhi komal ki khushi ke bare me nhi socha )
H: ( ab bas bohot hua , Goli bhi bada ho raha h Agar mene abhi kuch nhi kiya to Goli bhi yahi Galtiyan karega or uski married life bhi khrab ho sakti h , ab mujhe kuch karna hi padega )
Ye Sochte hue Vo So gya
Yaha Komal ko bilkul nind nhi aa rhi thi uske dimag firse pure din ka recap chl rha tha ki kaise sirf ek din ne uske jivan me kitna kuch ho sakta h
Komal in mind: Aaj ka din to kabhi bhulaya nhi ja sakta mujhe yakeen nhi ho rha h ek hi din ye sab kaise ho skta h,
Sabse pehle to Anjali Bhabhi ka ek aisa Side jo ki shameful and daring tha, aur unki us Daring ke chlte Goli ka Lustful Side, Aur Har bar ki tarah Hans ka Disappointing Side, and in sabse ke baad Mene Khud apni Sex life ke bare me kaise Anjali Bhabhi ko Bataya aur kaise me Goli ke bare me Sochte hue Garam ho rhi thi..
Ye sab Sochte hue Usse Bhi Nind Aa gyi
Kuch ghanto baad Komal ki Nind Khulti h
K: Ohh hah ,
kya time hua h ye kehke vo apne Mobile me check krti h Subah ke 6 Baje the
Fir Use Realise Hota h
K: (Ye Kya Me Hans ke vajah se Nangi Hi So Gyi thi, mujhe jaldi se Change ke lena Chahiye Goli ke Uthne ka Time Ho gya h Kahi Vo Anjali Bhabhi ki tarah Mujhe bhi is halat me na dekhle)
Komal Uthti Aur dekhti h ki dr Hathi Uske Sath nhi the Bed me Aur Apne Kapde Pehne lagti h Uski Liye Bada Normal tha Kyuki Hathi ko as a Doctor raat me kayi bar jana padta tha,
Ab Komal Jaldi me Raat wala hi Night Dress Pehen Leti h par usne raat ko to Bra nhi daali thi par usse pata tha ki abhi usse pehni padegi vo Lights On karke Wardrobe ki Taraf Jaati h
K: Ye Kya hamari Wardrobe Puri Khuli Kisne Chod di h Kapde bhi pure Scattered pade h
Fir Usse Wardrobe me hi Ek Note Milta jo Dr Hathi ne likha tha Jaane se Pehle

Komal,
Raat bhar main so nahi saka. Jo kuch bhi tumne kaha, woh sab sach hai. Main ek pati ke roop mein tumhe kabhi khush nahi kar paya. Har baar tumhari pyas ko samajh kar bhi main khud ko control nahi kar paata. Tumhari frustration, tumhara gussa, aur woh baatein jo tumne aaj kahi — sab kuch mere dil mein gehri chubh gayi hain.
Main jaanta hoon ki mere wajah se tum kitni takleef mein ho. Main tumhe physically satisfy nahi kar pa raha tha, aur is baat ka mujhe bahut sharminda feel ho raha hai.
Aaj main Pune ke FitLife Boot Camp ke liye nikal raha hoon. Yeh 21 din ka strict program hai. Main wahan poora 1 mahina rahunga aur apna weight kam karne ki poori koshish karunga. Jab main wapas aunga, toh tumhe ek naya Hans milega — patla, fit aur tumhari har ichha ko pura karne wala.
Ghar ke saare kharchon ke liye main apna credit card wardrobe mein rakh kar ja raha hoon. Isme ₹2,00,000 ka limit hai. Tum freely use kar sakti ho — khana, kapde, Goli ke liye kuch bhi. Koi tension mat lena.
Main tumse maafi maangta hoon Komal. Tum meri patni ho aur main tumhe hamesha khush dekhna chahta hoon. Ag
ar is camp ke baad bhi main tumhe khush nahi kar paaya, toh main khud tumhe aage ka faisla lene ki ijazat dunga.
Bas itna yaad rakhna — main tumse bahut pyar karta hoon.
Tumhara
Hans
Goli ko mat batana abhi. Main khud phone karke bata dunga.
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Abhi hall mein Komal aur Anjali akeli thi. Anjali ki halat bahut kharab thi. Uske dimag mein jo abhi hua tha, woh abhi bhi ghum raha tha. Use dar tha ki ab Goli aage kya karega. Woh Komal se aankhen bhi nahi mila paa rahi thi.
A: Ha Komal Bhabhi, bataiye kya kaam hai? (thodi dabi hui awaaz mein, neeche dekhte hue)
K: Ha Anjali Bhabhi, aap pehle baithiye toh sahi.
Dono sofe par baith gayi.
K: Darasal, mujhe aapse Goli ke baare mein baat karni hai.
Anjali ki heartbeat tez ho gayi. Use dar tha ki kahin Komal ko shak toh nahi ho gaya.
A: G-Goli ke baare mein kya? (hadbadate hue)
K: Mujhe aapko Thank You bolna hai. Aap Goli ke liye itna kar rahi hain. (double meaning ke saath, thoda teasing tone mein)
A: Ha… par Thank You kyun? (shocked thi, uska dimag ab band ho chuka tha)
K: Oh c’mon Anjali Bhabhi, aap aise react kar rahi hain jaise aapko pata hi nahi. (sarcasm mein)
A: Kya nahi pata? Aap thoda khul ke bataiyengi please.
K: Arre KHOL ke aap sikhayengi na! (fir se double meaning)
Ye Sunte hi Anjali Pani pani Ho gyi thi,
Anjali ab bas Komal ke samne rone hi wali thi

K: Sorry, “khul ke” se mera matlab zara slip of tongue ho gaya. Aap yoga ke baare mein mere Goli ko khul ke sikhayengi na? Isliye Thank You. Aapko Goli ke future ki kitni fikar hai, yeh dekh kar bahut acha laga mujhe.
A: Arre isme Thank You kya Komal Bhabhi, Goli mere bache jaisa hi hai.
Ye baat sunkar Komal ko thoda aur gussa aa gaya.
K: Oh! Par aapko toh bache pasand hi nahi hain na? Woh aapki freedom chheen lete hain?
A: Haan woh toh hai… par… (Anjali fumble karne lagi thi. Woh tension mein paseene se latpat ho rahi thi)
Itne mein doorbell baji.
**Ding Dong!**
Anjali Ki Jaan me Jaan aati h
Bahar Abdul tha.
Abdul: Komal Bhabhi, main Abdul hoon. Aapke saman ki delivery dene aaya hoon.
K: Aayi Abdul Bhai.
Komal uthi, Anjali bhi uske saath khadi ho gayi.
K: Are Anjali Bhabhi, aap baithiye na. Aapko bahut paseena aa raha hai. Main aapke liye juice lekar aati hoon.
A: Nahi Komal Bhabhi, darasal bahut late ho raha hai. Maine abhi tak shaam ke khane ki koi taiyaari bhi nahi ki. Aaj Tarak bhi office se jaldi ghar aane wale hain. Main chalti hoon. Hum raat ko compound mein milte hain na?
K: Juice ke liye mana kar rahi ho toh kam se kam paani toh pi kar jaao.
A: Nahi Komal Bhabhi, zarurat nahi hai. Next time. (yeh kehkar woh mud kar jaane lagi. Gate ke paas usne apni kurti adjust ki)

**Ding Dong!** Ek aur bell baji.
Anjali ne darwaza khola.
Abdul: Are Anjali Bhabhi, aap yahan? Main aapke ghar bhi delivery dene aaya tha.
A: Haan, maine Komal Bhabhi se kaam liya tha. Mera saman de do.
Anjali apna saman lekar turant apne ghar ki taraf nikal gayi.
Komal bhi apna saman kitchen mein rakh aayi.
Anjali ke jaane ke baad Komal wapas hall mein aayi aur sofa par dheer ho gayi. Hall mein abhi bhi Anjali ke badan ki aur uski white bra ki mithi khushbu basi hui thi.
Komal (mann mein): “Anjali Bhabhi… Gokuldham ki sabse modern aurat, mere bete ke saamne bina bra ke khadi thi? Usne mere hi ghar mein Goli ke saamne apni kurti bhi sidhi ki? Iska matlab mera Goli ne usko poora nanga dekha hai. Woh Goli ke saath itni daring kaise ho gayi? Ya mere bete ne usko itna majboor kar diya?”
Komal ne aankhein band ki toh use Goli ka chehra yaad aa gaya.
“Mera beta… mera chhota sa Goli itna mardaana kab se ho gaya? Usne Anjali jaisi aurat ko blackmail karke unki bra nikalwayi… aur Anjali ne mana nahi kiya. Ek pal ke liye toh woh mere bete ke saamne bilkul nangi khadi thi. Yeh sab dekh kar mujhe gussa kyun nahi aa raha? Kyun mujhe ek ajeeb sa sukoon mil raha tha?”
Ye sochte-sochte uski nazar neeche apni chut ki taraf gayi, jo pani chhod rahi thi. Pehle toh use bahut acha laga, lekin phir usne realise kiya ki woh apne bete ke baare mein kaisa khayal laa rahi hai.
Komal (mann mein): “Ye Anjali Bhabhi ki wajah se mujhe mere Goli ke baare mein aise vichar aa rahe hain. Saari galti unki hai. Na toh woh nangi mere saamne aati aur na hi baat itni badhti.”
Komal ko ab realise ho raha tha ki usne aaj apni bhi hadd paar kar di thi.

“Anjali Bhabhi ko koi sharam nahi, par maine apni sex life ke baare mein kyun bataya? Kya main chahti thi ki Anjali ko pata chale ki main kitni pyasi hoon? Maine Goli ko pehle kyun nahi roka? Main bahar khadi hokar gate khol sakti thi… par maine nahi kiya. Kya main bhi chahti thi ki koi mere saath bhi wahi kare jo Goli Anjali ke saath kar raha hai?”
Ye saare sawal uske mann mein chal rahe the. Ye sab khayalon ke bich vo khana ki tayari me lag gyi ...
Sham dhal chuki thi uske sath hi Dr. Hathi ghar aaye aur aate hi unki purani rati-ratayi baat shuru ho gayi.
Hathi: “Komal! Mujhe bahut bhook lagi hai! 20-25 samosey chahiye!”
Komal: (gusse aur nafrat ke saath) “Nahi Hans! Ab tumhe sidha khana milega… woh bhi do ghante baad! Jao fresh ho jao!”
Dr. Hathi darr kar chup ho gaye kyunki unhe pata tha ki aaj Komal ka mood bilkul theek nahi hai.
Karib 9 baje raat ko khana taiyar hua. Komal ne dining table par khana rakha. Bas khana rakhne ki deri thi aur Dr. Hathi turant wahan pahunch gaye.
H: Komal, chalo start karte hain.
K: Hans, wait. At least Goli ko toh aane do. (woh zor se awaaz lagati hai) Goli baby! Dinner taiyar hai!
Goli andar se zor se bola, “Mumma, aaj aap log kha lo. Mujhe bhookh nahi hai.”
Komal ne Hathi ki taraf dekha, “Strange. Aaj se pehle kabhi Goli ne khane ke liye mana nahi kiya.”
H: Theek hai na Komal, usne kuch bahar ka kha liya hoga. Ab mujhe khana de do.
K: Achha hai, woh bhi kha-kha ke tumhari tarah na bane toh behtar hai. (taana marte hue)
H: C’mon Komal, tum subah ki baat ab tak lekar mujhse naraz ho. Please maan jao. Main aaj raat tumhe khush kar dunga.
Yeh kehkar Hathi ne hot case khola. Ek mein karele ki sabzi aur doosre mein ragi ki roti thi.
H: Komal, yeh sab kya hai?
K: Diet food hai.
H: Woh toh dikh raha hai, par kyun?
K: Kyun? Zara apna pet dekho. Saara junk food kha-kha kar badh gaya hai. Now enough is enough.
H: Par main diet food nahi kha sakta.
K: Khana padega. Iske alawa tumhe kuch nahi milega. Ab se breakfast, lunch, dinner — sirf diet food hi milega.
Hathi ko pata tha ki baat karke koi fayda nahi. Bhookh ke maare unhone chupchap khana shuru kar diya.
Komal opposite chair par baith kar phone chalane lagi. Mahila Mandal group mein message aaya tha ki aaj raat barish hone ki wajah se compound meeting cancel hai. Kal dopahar ko kisi ke ghar rakhenge.
Itne mein Dr. Hathi ne saari rotiyan kha li.
H: Komal, rotiyan khatam ho gayi. Thodi aur bana do.
Komal ne phone rakh kar dekha ki Hathi ne 8 rotiyan kha li thi. Usse aur gussa aa gaya.
K: Woh rotiyan tumhari aur Goli dono ki thi. Tumne already zyada kha liya. Aur kuch nahi milega.
Yeh kehkar Komal uthi aur apne bedroom mein chali gayi
Kuch der bad dr hathi room me enter karte h aur dekhte h
Komal bed par let gayi thi, muh doosri taraf kiye hue. Uska gussa abhi bhi zinda tha, lekin Anjali ke short kurti mein dikhte nipples aur Goli ke vichar uske mann mein ghum rahe the, jisse uski chut abhi bhi halki-halki geeli thi.
Hathi Komal ke peeche let gaye aur apna mota, garam badan uske saath chipka diya.
Hathi: (kaanon mein dheere se) Komal… ab gussa chhod do na meri jaan. Aaj raat main tumhe bahut khush kar dunga.
K: (gusse mein, bina mudey) Hans, haath hatao! Mujhe aaj touch mat karo. Mood nahi hai.
Lekin Hathi ne haath nahi hataya. Unka ek haath dheere se upar chadh gaya aur unhone Komal ke bade boobs ko nighty ke upar se pakad kar dheere-dheere masalna shuru kar diya. Doosra haath neeche slide karke nighty ke andar daal diya. Unki moti, garam ungliyan seedha Komal ki chut par pahunch gayi.
Hathi ne bahut dheere se apni ungliyon se Komal ki geeli chut ko rub karna shuru kiya — pehle clit ke chaaron taraf ghumate hue, phir ungli ko chut ki darar mein dheere-dheere andar-bahar karne lage.
K: “Uhh… Hans… bas karo… ahhh… main nahi chahti…”
Hathi ne boobs ko zor se squeeze kiya aur chut par ungli ki speed dheere-dheere badha di. Ab unki ungli clit par chhote-chhote circles bana rahi thi.
K: “Aahhh… ohhh… Hans… dheere… mmhh… tumhari ungli meri chut par…”

Hathi ne Komal ko zor se pakad kar apni taraf ghuma diya. Ab dono saamne the.
Hathi ne turant uske honthon par attack kar diya. Pehle slow kiss, phir jaldi hi wild ho gaya. Unki moti zubaan Komal ki zubaan ko choosne lagi, muh ke andar ghusa kar deep French kiss dene lage
K: “Mmmhh… ahhh… Hans… zor se kiss karo… ohhh fuck…”
Hathi: (kiss ke beech saans chadhte hue) "Tumhare Boobs itne tight ho rakhe h man to kar rha h inhe rasgulla Smajh kar Kha jau,
"Saath hi unhone Komal ke boobs ko aur zor se squeeze kiya. Komal ab control kho rahi thi.
K: "Mmmhh… ahhhh… haan… zor se… ohhh god… mere boobs masal… ahhh!
"Komal ne khud apni nighty ke buttons kholne shuru kar diye. Jab usne nighty apne shoulders se neeche utari aur apne bade, gol, nange boobs bahar nikaale, Hathi ki aankhein phail gayi.
Hathi: (hawas bhari awaaz mein) Komal… aaj bra bhi nahi pehni? Tumhare ye mamme bilkul Nange the agar pehle bataya hota to dinner ke sath Ye Tumhare Rasille Rasgulle Khata … main inhe choosna chahta hoon!"
K: Acha Aisa h toh Jaldi Inhe Chooso Kahi Goli ne Sun liya to vo bhi Rasgulle ki zid karega usse bhi mere Rasgulle Bohot pasand h ( Komal itni garam ho chuki thi usse hosh hi nhi tha vo kya bol rhi h)
[Dr Hathi ne isse Ignore kiya usse laga Komal sach wale rasgulle je bare me keh rhi h Goli ke Context me]
Hathi ne turant ek nipple muh mein le liya aur zor-zor se choosne laga.
K: “Aaaahhhh… haan… chooso… zor se chooso mere nipples… ahhhh… mmmhh… aur zor se Hans… oh god!”

Hathi dusre nipple par switch karte hue dono boobs ko bari-bari choosne lage. Saath hi unka haath neeche Komal ki chut par tha — ab do ungliyan chut ke andar bahar kar rahi thi.
K: "Uhhhh… haan… meri chut mein ungli daalo… ahhh… aur andar… ohhh yes… fuck me with your fingers… mmmhh!

"Jab Hathi uske Boobs ko itna zor se choos rahe the, Komal ne apna haath neeche bheja aur Hathi ki lungi ke andar haath daal diya. Usne unka lund pakad liya aur tez-tez hilane lagi.
Sirf 50-60 seconds hue the.
Hathi: “Komal… ohhh… main aa raha hoon… aaahhhhh!”
Hathi ka lund Komal ke haath mein hi phadak utha aur garam cum nikal aaya.

Komal ne apna haath dekha. Uska chehra gusse se laal pad gaya.
K: “Kya yeh tha tumhara ‘bahut mazaa dunga’?! Ek minute bhi nahi chala Hans! Bas itna hi dum hai tum mein?!”
Hathi: “Sorry Komal… main bahut excited ho gaya tha…”
K: “Excited? Tumhara toh pet hi hamesha excited rehta hai… lund toh bilkul patla aur kamzor pada hai…
H: “Shh… dheere bolo… kahin Goli na sun le…”
K: “Sun lene do! Usse bhi pata chalna chahiye ki uska baap ka lund khada hi nahi hota! Woh bhi isse kuch sikhe… kahin kha-kha ke tumhari tarah na ban jaye! Fir uski wife ko bhi apni chut ki aag bujhane ke liye apna haath istemal karna padega!”
K: Main itni garam ho gayi thi, itni pyasi thi… aur tum jhad gaye?
Hathi: (sharmate aur darrte hue) “Sorry Komal… main bahut excited ho gaya tha… aaj bahut din baad tha… please maaf kar do.
K: “Maaf kar do?! Har baar yahi bolte ho! Har baar excited ho jaate ho aur har baar jhad jaate ho! Main kya karun?
Hathi: (rone jaisi awaaz mein) “Arre meri jaan… aisa mat bolo. Main sudhar sakta hoon. Dekho… abhi main tumhe haath se hi khush kar deta hoon. Main tumhari chut ko achhe se saaf kar dunga… please ek mauka do…
K: (gusse se haath jhatak kar, tez awaaz mein) “Haath mat lagao mujhe! Ab bilkul mat chhoona! Tumhara haath bhi nahi chahiye!
Hathi: “Komal please… main jaanta hoon main kam reh jaata hoon… par main try toh kar raha hoon na… tum itni pyasi ho, main tumhe satisfy karna chahta hoon…
”K: (aur gusse se, bed se uth kar) “Try? Tum sirf try karte ho Hans! Hafte mein ek baar try! Aur woh bhi itni jaldi khatam! Main itne salon se tumhare saath rehti hoon aur aaj tak kabhi properly satisfy nahi hui! Har baar yahi hota hai — tum jhad jaate ho aur main apne haath se apni aag bujhati hoon!
Hathi: (bechain hote hue) “Bas ek baar aur try karne do… main abhi tumhe…
K: (bilkul uchi awaaz mein, taunt bhari awaaz mein) "Try" Better hai main kisi bache ko try karbe du tumse! Woh bhi mujhe tumse zyada der tak chod sakega! Kam se kam woh itni jaldi toh nahi jhad jaayega jaise tum har baar jhad jaate ho!”
Hathi: (shock mein) “Komal… yeh kya bol rahi ho?!”
K: “Sahi bol rahi hoon! Ek bacha bhi tumse better hoga! Tumhara toh lund hi patla aur kamzor hai! Pet itna mota hai, lund itna chhota! Main pyasi hoon Hans… bahut pyasi! Aur tum sirf khud ko satisfy kar ke so jaate ho!
”Hathi: (dard se) “Please Komal… aise mat bolo. Main badal jaunga. Diet karunga, exercise karunga… bas gussa mat karo
”K: “Badal jaoge? Kab tak badloge? Jab tak badalte, tab tak main kya karun? Raat bhar apni chut ko ungli se ragadti rahun? Ya phir kisi aur se apni pyaas bujhau? Tumne khud patient ko salah di thi na — wife na ho toh kisi aur ke saath kar lo! Ab main bhi wahi karun kya?!”
H: Nhi Komal Plz Tum ye kya keh rhi ho !
K: To Or kya kahu! Tumne Kuch bolne jaisa rakh hi nhi h, I am Done Hans, I am Done with you

Ye kehkar,
Komal ne gusse mein bedsheet se apna nanga shareer dhak liya aur palat kar doosri taraf let gayi,
Komal ki aankhon me aansu the usse is baat ka guilt bhi tha ki usne apne pati se kis tarah se baat kari par usse kayi zyada gussa tha
Dr Hathi Bhi Shocked the
H
Isse pehle Komal ko kabhi itne gusse me nhi dekha usne gusse me na jane k-kya bol diya, par galti bhi to meri h mene hi kabhi komal ki khushi ke bare me nhi socha )H: ( ab bas bohot hua , Goli bhi bada ho raha h Agar mene abhi kuch nhi kiya to Goli bhi yahi Galtiyan karega or uski married life bhi khrab ho sakti h , ab mujhe kuch karna hi padega )
Ye Sochte hue Vo So gya
Yaha Komal ko bilkul nind nhi aa rhi thi uske dimag firse pure din ka recap chl rha tha ki kaise sirf ek din ne uske jivan me kitna kuch ho sakta h
Komal in mind: Aaj ka din to kabhi bhulaya nhi ja sakta mujhe yakeen nhi ho rha h ek hi din ye sab kaise ho skta h,
Sabse pehle to Anjali Bhabhi ka ek aisa Side jo ki shameful and daring tha, aur unki us Daring ke chlte Goli ka Lustful Side, Aur Har bar ki tarah Hans ka Disappointing Side, and in sabse ke baad Mene Khud apni Sex life ke bare me kaise Anjali Bhabhi ko Bataya aur kaise me Goli ke bare me Sochte hue Garam ho rhi thi..
Ye sab Sochte hue Usse Bhi Nind Aa gyi
Kuch ghanto baad Komal ki Nind Khulti h
K: Ohh hah ,
kya time hua h ye kehke vo apne Mobile me check krti h Subah ke 6 Baje the
Fir Use Realise Hota h
K: (Ye Kya Me Hans ke vajah se Nangi Hi So Gyi thi, mujhe jaldi se Change ke lena Chahiye Goli ke Uthne ka Time Ho gya h Kahi Vo Anjali Bhabhi ki tarah Mujhe bhi is halat me na dekhle)
Komal Uthti Aur dekhti h ki dr Hathi Uske Sath nhi the Bed me Aur Apne Kapde Pehne lagti h Uski Liye Bada Normal tha Kyuki Hathi ko as a Doctor raat me kayi bar jana padta tha,
Ab Komal Jaldi me Raat wala hi Night Dress Pehen Leti h par usne raat ko to Bra nhi daali thi par usse pata tha ki abhi usse pehni padegi vo Lights On karke Wardrobe ki Taraf Jaati h
K: Ye Kya hamari Wardrobe Puri Khuli Kisne Chod di h Kapde bhi pure Scattered pade h
Fir Usse Wardrobe me hi Ek Note Milta jo Dr Hathi ne likha tha Jaane se Pehle

Komal,
Raat bhar main so nahi saka. Jo kuch bhi tumne kaha, woh sab sach hai. Main ek pati ke roop mein tumhe kabhi khush nahi kar paya. Har baar tumhari pyas ko samajh kar bhi main khud ko control nahi kar paata. Tumhari frustration, tumhara gussa, aur woh baatein jo tumne aaj kahi — sab kuch mere dil mein gehri chubh gayi hain.
Main jaanta hoon ki mere wajah se tum kitni takleef mein ho. Main tumhe physically satisfy nahi kar pa raha tha, aur is baat ka mujhe bahut sharminda feel ho raha hai.
Aaj main Pune ke FitLife Boot Camp ke liye nikal raha hoon. Yeh 21 din ka strict program hai. Main wahan poora 1 mahina rahunga aur apna weight kam karne ki poori koshish karunga. Jab main wapas aunga, toh tumhe ek naya Hans milega — patla, fit aur tumhari har ichha ko pura karne wala.
Ghar ke saare kharchon ke liye main apna credit card wardrobe mein rakh kar ja raha hoon. Isme ₹2,00,000 ka limit hai. Tum freely use kar sakti ho — khana, kapde, Goli ke liye kuch bhi. Koi tension mat lena.
Main tumse maafi maangta hoon Komal. Tum meri patni ho aur main tumhe hamesha khush dekhna chahta hoon. Ag
ar is camp ke baad bhi main tumhe khush nahi kar paaya, toh main khud tumhe aage ka faisla lene ki ijazat dunga.
Bas itna yaad rakhna — main tumse bahut pyar karta hoon.
Tumhara
Hans
Goli ko mat batana abhi. Main khud phone karke bata dunga.
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