Incest Maa bani Classmate

[Joker44]

Bus college ke campus se nikal chuki thi, aur Andar ka mahaul kisi band bhatti ki tarah garma-garmi ka tha. College bus, jiske har kona-kona students se thasa hua tha, tezi se aage badh rahi thi. Bheed itni zyada thi ki hawa ko bhi saans lene ki jagah mushkil se mil rahi thi. Kuch naye aur bechare students ko khada rehna pada tha, aur unhi mein ek thi Trupti Khanna—jiski khoobsurati aur umra ka raaz (ki woh 42 saal ki hai aur 21 saal ke Rahul ki maa hai) sirf do hi log jaante the.

Trupti, ek safed jeans aur tight top mein, sabse pichhle hisse mein khadi thi, uska dhyaan apni saamne khadi Shital se ho rahi halki-phulki baat-cheet mein tha. Uske chehre par abhi bhi ek masoomiyat bhari muskaan thi, college ke naye mahaul mein ghul-mil jaane ki bechaini aur khushi. Magar usse bilkul bhi ehsaas nahi tha ki uski khadi hone ki position uske liye ek naya khatra khada kar rahi thi.
Uske theek peeche, bus ki aakhri seat par, shaitaani aur hawas ka kendra—Vikki apne doston ke saath baitha tha. Bheed ki vajah se Trupti aur Vikki ke beech ka faasla naganay (negligible) ho chuka tha. Aur iss faasle ka faayda utha raha tha Vikki. Uski aankhein Trupti ke nubs (buttocks) par tiki hui thi. Trupti ki gol, sudol $gaand$, jo uss safed jeans mein aur bhi zyada kas kar ubhar ke baahar nikli hui thi, seedhe Vikki ki nazron ki hadd (range) mein thi. Har jhatke par Trupti ka jism hilta, aur uski $gaand$ ka shape aur bhi zyada aakarshak lagta.


Vikki ke dimaag mein ashleel khayalon ki aandhi chal rahi thi. Woh Trupti ki $gaand$ ki gehraaiyon ko gaur se ghoor raha tha, uske mann mein sirf ek hi baat goonj rahi thi:

Vikki's Thoughts: "Kya lajawab $gaand$ hai saali Trupti ki! Bhagwaan ne isse fursat mein aur bade pyaar se taraasha hai. Maine aaj tak aisi sexy, ubhari hui $gaand$ kisi bhi college ki ladki ki nahi dekhi hai. Iski $gaand$ mein apna kadak $lund$ daal kar $maarane$ mein kitna bada mazza aayega! Lekin yeh saali, jisko Rahul apni girlfriend batata hai, itni aasani se toh mujhe apna jism chhu ne nahi degi. Mujhe isse bhi baaki shikaaron ki tarah apni hawas ka nishana banana hoga, isse majboor karna hoga. Phir toh jaa kar, jabardasti, isse apne niche dabocha ke $gaand$ marunga! Par abhi... abhi toh Trupti ki $gaand$ ke mazze le lene chahiye—kya pata dobara itna sunhara chance mile na mile!"
Yeh soch kar, junoon se bhara hua aur hawas mein dooba hua Vikki turant apni seat se utha. Usne apne doston ko aankh se ishara kiya aur chupke se Trupti ke theek peeche jaa kar khada ho gaya. Bus ke halki ghumne aur jhatke lene ka bahana banate hue, usne nazdeek se Trupti ki ubhari hui $gaand$ ko ghaur se dekha. Aur phir, bina kisi soch-vichaar ke, usne dhire se apna garm haath Trupti ki $gaand$ par rakh diya. Woh apne panje se uski $gaand$ ke soft-curve ko sehlaane laga, uski hawas ki aag aur tez ho chuki thi.
Ussi pal, Trupti ko peeth par kisi ka anchaaha sparsh (unwanted touch) mehsoos hua. Ek pal ke liye uske jism mein current daud gaya. Woh turant mood kar dekhti hai aur Vikki ko apne itne kareeb dekh kar chauk jaati hai. Uska chehra gusse aur dar ke mishran se lal ho gaya. Usne tezi se Vikki ka haath hataaya aur gusse se apni aawaz ko control karte hue boli:

Trupti: “Kya batamizi hai! Door raho! Seedhe khade raho!”
Vikki ne Trupti ke gusse ko nazar-andaaz kiya. Uske chehre par ek shaitaani, vishwaas se bhari muskaan thi, jabki uski aankhon mein sirf hawas aur jeet ka bhav tha.

Vikki: “Arey Darling, humare haath mein kya kaante hain jo tum chhune nahi deti? Aur Rahul aur Abhay ke haath kya gadde (ghee) se bane hain jo tumhe chhu te hain toh mazza aata hai? Jab woh dono isse sehla sakte hain, toh hum kyun nahi?”
Bina Trupti ko mauka diye, Vikki ne uske peeche se Trupti ko apni mazboot baahon mein bhar liya. Trupti uske grip mein phans gayi, woh ghabrahat aur akelapan mehsoos kar rahi thi. Uska jism, uski atma ka har ansh protest kar raha tha, par Vikki ki pakad mazboot thi. Uski yeh harkat dekh kar uske saamne khadi Shital hadbada kar peeche mood kar dekhti hai.
Vikki ne Shital ko ghoora, uski aankhon mein nira dhamki thi. Usne dheere se, Shital ko sunate hue bola:

Vikki (dheere se): “Kya dekh rahi hai? Jo maine tere saath kiya hai, aaj uska anubhav Trupti legi! Aur yaad rahe, aage dhyan rakh! Koi humein dekh na paaye, warna tu bhi maregi, aur Trupti ki badnaami bhi hogi!”
Shital, Vikki ke pichle atyachaaron se darr kar, turant apni aankhein pher li. Uski aankhon mein bebasī aur dar saaf dikh raha tha, usne chup chap aage dekhna shuru kar diya.
Trupti, fasaavat mehsoos karte hue, dheere se aur ghabrahat bhari aawaz mein boli:

Trupti: “Vikki, chhodo mujhe! Tumhare mann mein kya chal raha hai! Warna mai chilaungi!”
Vikki hasa. Uski hansi mein ghrinit jeet ka ehsaas tha.

Vikki: “Toh chila! Teri hi badnaami hogi, Darling! Sabko pata chal jayega ki tera beta (jisko woh Rahul ki girlfriend samajhta hai) aur uska dost tujhe kaise chhu chuke hain! Yeh college hai, yahan sabko sach ka pata chala toh shame-shame ho jayega! Aur Rahul kya sochega ki uski girlfriend bus mein chilla rahi hai!
Trupti ki $gahri$ soch ne usse ek pal ke liye rok diya. Uske dimaag mein teevra sangharsh (intense struggle) shuru ho gaya. "Vikki sahi keh raha hai," usne socha. "Mai chilaungi toh yeh log mother-son ki badnaami nahi karenge, par yeh toh Rahul ki girlfriend ki badnaami karenge, woh bhi bus mein. Aur agar kisi tarah sach (ki mai uski maa hu) saamne aaya toh mai apne pati aur bete ko kya jawab dungi? Kya yehi mere $adhure$ $sapne$ poore karna tha?"
Uska gussa, uske aadarsh (ideals) aur majboori (helplessness) ke aage dab gaya. Usne apni haar maan li.
Vikki ne uski chup-chaphat se apni jeett (victory) mehsoos ki. Usne dheere se, shaitaan ki tarah usse dhamkaya:

Vikki: “Ab seedhi tarah mujhe cooperate kar. Warna mai tera pant niche kar ke, yahin bus mein teri $gaand$ $maar$ lunga! Aur agar tu cooperate karegi toh... sirf teri $gaand$ se khelunga. Teri izzat bach jaayegi. Faisla tera!”
Trupti ka darr apni charam seema par pahunch chuka tha. Uske pure jism mein thandak si daud gayi. Uski aankhon ke saamne Vikki ki gandi harkatein ghum gayi. Agar usne koi harkat ki toh Vikki yahin bus mein uski $gaand$ maarega, aur uski badnaami pure college mein phail jayegi. Uske paas aur koi raasta nahi bacha tha.
Ek majboor, bebas, aur hara hua swar uske gale se nikla.

Trupti: “Theek hai, khelo... par dhyaan se, koi dekh na paaye.”
Iss ijaazat ke baad, Vikki ke chehre par hawas ki ek buri muskaan phail gayi. Usne apne haath ko Trupti ki $gaand$ par aur kas kar daba diya. Woh ab apne $lund$ ki garmi Trupti ke nubs (buttocks) ke beech mehsoos kar raha tha. Trupti aankhein band kar ke khadi rahi, apne jism aur apne Maa hone ki izzat ki haar ko chup-chap se sehan kar rahi thi.



Vikki ke hukum aur Trupti ki bebas ijaazat sunte hi, Vikki ke andar ki hawas ekdum se ufaan maar gayi. Uske chehre par ab khushi aur darinde ki muskaan thi. Usne der na karte hue, Trupti ko aur kas kar apni taraf kheench liya.

Vikki ne turant Trupti ke gardan ko chumne aur chaatne laga. Uska garm saans Trupti ki naram skin par padh raha tha, jisse Trupti ke rooh mein sihran daud gayi. Woh Trupti ke kaan aur gaal ko bhi burī tarah se chum aur chaat raha tha, jaise koi bhookha sher apne shikaar ko chaat raha ho. Trupti ne apni aankhein bheench li thi, chup chap, bebasī se, yeh sab karwa rahi thi, uski zabaan par uski badnaami ka tala laga hua tha.
Vikki ke haath bhi shaant nahi the. Usne Trupti ke nangi peeth (jo top aur jeans ke upar se aaram se available thi) ko chumne aur chaatne laga. Uski garm zabaan Trupti ki soft skin ko choo rahi thi. Saath hi, Vikki Trupti ki $gaand$ par $lund$ bhi masalne laga—pant ke upar se. Trupti ne honth daanton mein daboch liye, uske dimaag mein sirf gheen (disgust) aur darr ka mahaul tha.

Vikki (Bade hawaas-bhare swar mein): “Bada tasty badan hai tera Trupti! Aur badi madak khushbu hai tere jism ki, Darling. Tumhe toh bas nanga kar ke chaatne ka dil karta hai.”
Vikki ne Trupti ki peeth ko achhi tarah chum aur chaat kar apni peeth ki hawas shaant ki. Phir woh niche ghutnon par baithta hai (bus mein bheed ka faayda uthate hue) aur Trupti ki $gaand$ par haath pherane lagta hai, uski $gaand$ ki golai ko mehsoos karta hai.

Vikki: “Wah! Kya $gaand$ hai teri Trupti! Kisi heroine ki tarah hai yeh chutad!”
Aur phir, bina kisi sharam ke, usne Trupti ki $gaand$ ko apne haathon se dabocha ke masalne laga. Usne pant ke upar se hi Trupti ki $gaand$ ko chumne laga—ekdam besharam, khule aam ki tarah. Trupti ne apne jism ko sakht kar liya, woh chahti thi ki yeh pal jaldi se khatam ho jaye.




Vikki khada hua aur apne haath aage badha kar Trupti ke bade, bhare hue $boobs$ (jo yellow top mein kas ke band the) ko apne haathon se daboch ke masalne laga. Uska ek haath Trupti ke right boob par tha, aur doosra left boob par. Saath mein, usne apne kadak $lund$ ko Trupti ki $gaand$ par berahmi se masalna jaari rakha. Trupti, is double assault se, apni aankhein band kar ke apne honth daaton mein daba deti hai, uski siskaari (moan) uske honthon mein hi ghut kar reh gayi.

Vikki berahmi ke saath sakhti se Trupti ke $boobs$ masalne laga aur Trupti ke $gaand$ par $back$ $stroke$ laga raha tha.

Vikki: “Ohh Trupti! Kitne bade, naram $boobs$ hain tere Darling! Aisa lagta hai doodh se bhare hue hain!”
Vikki jam ke Trupti ke $boobs$ masal raha tha, jaise woh ek fal ho aur woh usse kachra raha ho.



Kuch der baad, Vikki ne Trupti ko apni taraf ghumaaya (ab uska chehra Vikki ke saamne tha). Usne Trupti ki nashili aankhon mein dekha aur Trupti ke honthon par apne honth rakh diya. Usne Trupti ko kiss karna shuru kar diya. Vikki Trupti ke honth bhookhe ki tarah choos raha tha.
Tabhi Vikki apne haath Trupti ki $gaand$ par le jaata hai aur Trupti ke $gaand$ par haath pherate hue halka halka masalne lagta hai. Iss aag aur naram ehsaas ke milan se, Trupti madhoshi mein apni aankhein band kar ke Vikki ka saath dene lagti hai, uski maa-betī ki pehchaan dhundhli padne lagi thi.
*Ab dono, Vikki aur Trupti, ek dusre ke honth pure passion ke saath choos rahe the. Trupti, apne hosh kho kar, apni baahein Vikki ki kamar mein daal ke Vikki ko aggressively kiss kar rahi thi. Dono ek dusre ko zor-zor se, hansi mein doob kar kiss kar rahe the. Uski badnaami ka darr ab uski vasana ke aage jhuk chuka tha.
Tabhi Vikki Trupti ki $gaand$ kas ke masalne laga, jisse Trupti ka mooh kiss ke beech mein khul gaya. Vikki ne iska faayda utha kar Trupti ke mooh mein mooh daala aur French Kiss karne laga. Dono ek dusre ke mooh mein $zabaan$ daal ke choos rahe the, mano dono ki $zabaan$ ladh rahi thi (fighting). Aur dono ek dusre ka $saliva$ (laar) bhi pee rahe the.
Ek sexy, lambi, aur strong kiss ke baad, Vikki Trupti ke honth chhodta hai. Trupti haaf rahi thi.

Vikki: “Trupti! Tumhe jitna kiss karne mein mazza aata hai, utna aaj tak kisi ladki ko kiss karne mein nahi aaya. Tum mere jism ko aag laga deti ho.”
Trupti sharm aur halke se guilty-pleasure se apni aankhein jhuka leti hai.



Vikki phir se Trupti ko palta deta hai. Ab Trupti ki $gaand$ phir se Vikki ke saamne thi. Tabhi Vikki ne apni zip kholi aur apna 9 inch ka lamba, tagda $lund$ baahar nikaalta hai.

Vikki Trupti ki kamar pakad ke, apna nanga $lund$ Trupti ki $gaand$ par, pant ke upar se, touch karta hai. Trupti turant samajh jaati hai ki Vikki ab Trupti ki $gaand$ par nanga $lund$ masalne waala hai—yeh agla level tha. Uski aakhri hadd ab toot chuki thi.
Aur Vikki ne Trupti ki $gaand$ par $back$ $stroke$ dene laga. Jisse Vikki ka $lund$ Trupti ki $gaand$ ki darar (crevice) mein kas ke ghus jaata hai. Vikki Trupti ki $gaand$ par berahmi se $lund$ masalne laga, jaise ki woh sachmuch Trupti ki $gaand$ hi $maar$ raha tha. Vikki ke dimaag mein sirf yahi tha: "Trupti ki $gaand$ $maar$ raha hu!"
Trupti Vikki ke tagde aur garm $lund$ ko apni $gaand$ ki darar mein feel kar rahi thi. Uski aankhein band thin. Usko bas itna hi maloom tha ki Vikki ka $lund$ bada aur tagda hai. Vikki ab zor zor se Trupti ko $back$ $stroke$ dene laga tha, jis se Trupti tezi se hil rahi thi.
Trupti ki jeans ne hi uski aakhri maryada ko bachaya tha. Agar Trupti ne jeans pehan ke nahi rakha hota toh Vikki ka poora $lund$ Trupti ki $gaand$ mein ghus jaata. Kuch aur tagde strokes ke saath, Vikki Trupti ki $gaand$ par hi jhad jaata hai. Uska garm $virya$ (semen) Trupti ki jeans par girta hai.
Vikki kuch der Trupti ko aise hi baahon mein jakde, apna $lund$ uski $gaand$ ki darar mein daale khada rehta hai, uski thandi saansein Trupti ki gardan par padh rahi thi.

Vikki: “Ohh Trupti! Baaki ladkiyon ko $chodne$ mein jitna mazza nahi aaya, utna teri $gaand$ par $lund$ masalne mein aaya! Tu aag hai, Trupti!”
Kuch der baad, Vikki apna $lund$ pant ke andar karta hai. Trupti ki safed jeans par Vikki ka $virya$ laga hua tha, lekin safed pant hone ke karan, aur bheed ke karan koi dekh nahi paa raha tha. Phir sab log niche utar gaye. Trupti ek naye darr aur nayi majboori mein doobi hui thi, apne jism aur izzat ke haare hue ehsaas ke saath.



Bus ab jangal ke us kone mein ruk chuki thi, jahan aage ke adventure ke liye students ko camp lagana tha. Darwaza khulte hi, Trupti ek bhaari dil aur thaki hui jism ke saath bebasī se bus se niche utri. Uske safed jeans par, Vikki ke garm $virya$ ke nishan ab bhi taaza the, chipchipaahat uski $gaand$ ke darar mein thi, jisse use ek ghin (disgust) ka ehsaas ho raha tha.

Uski tez dhadkanein abhi bhi shaant nahi hui thi. Ek taraf ghor $glāni$ (guilt) ka bojh tha—ki woh ek shaadi-shuda aurat aur ek bete ki maa hokar bus mein ek ladke se apne jism ki beizzati karwa chuki thi. Par uske jism ka doosra hissa ek visham (strange) sukh ki chhoti si chingaari mehsoos kar raha tha. Vikki ke tagde $lund$ ka sparsh, uske $gaand$ par woh berahmi bhara $gharsan$ (friction), uski saari sharam ko kuch der ke liye bhula chuka tha. Uske man mein halka sa $anand$ (pleasure) ka bhav tha, jise woh zabardasti daba rahi thi: "Kya mujhe is mein mazza aaya?"
Jab Trupti niche utri, toh Shital, jo khud Vikki ke dar se sehami hui thi, turant uske kareeb aayi. Uski aankhon mein fīkar aur gussa dono the.
Shital: "Trupti, tum theek ho? Uff, kitna ghatiya insaan hai yeh Vikki! Maine khud dekha, usne tumhare saath kya kiya. Badi himmat chahiye tumhari! Tum chup kyun ho? Abhay ko bata do! Woh use tukde tukde kar dega! Yeh sale harami ko masal dega! Warna yeh tumhe chain se jeene nahi dega."
Trupti ne ek lambi, thandi saans li. Uske paas jawab tha, par uski $majbūri$ uske gale mein phans gayi thi. Agar woh sach batati toh college mein hungama ho jaata, aur sabse badi baat—Rahul ki girlfriend hone ki uski kahani toot jaati. Aur agar Rahul ya Abhay use bachaane ke liye Vikki se ladte, toh Trupti ko pata tha ki uske saath aur kya kya ho sakta hai.
Trupti (apne honth kaat te hue, halki ghabrahat se): "Chup ho jaao Shital. Chilaao mat. Yeh sab... ho gaya hai. Abhi main kisi se koi baat nahi karna chahti. Mujhe washroom jaana hai. Bas abhi chup raho."
Aur bina Shital ka jawab sune, Trupti tezi se apne kasmasate jism ko lekar jungle ke taraf bane temporary washroom ki disha mein chal di. Uska dhyaan sirf apni $pant$ ki gandaigī ko saaf karne par tha, par uske dimaag mein Vikki ke $lund$ ka ehsaas abhi bhi taaza tha.

Wahin, bus se thodi hi door Rahul khada tha. Woh abhi bhi Vikki aur doosre doston se hansi-mazak mein laga hua tha. Rahul ko zara bhi andaza nahi tha ki jis dost se woh hanske baat kar raha hai, usne kuch hi der pehle uski maa ke saath kya kiya hai. Rahul toh abhi bhi Trupti ko apni 'girlfriend' maankar apne ego ki jeet mein dooba hua tha.
Rahul: "Haan, bas mast planning honi chahiye. Camp-fire pe mahaul accha hona chahiye. Abhay ko humesha neecha dikhana hai."
Vikki ne Rahul ki baat suni, par uske chehre par ek ghināunī muskaan thi. Uski aankhon mein shaitaani thi. Woh apne man mein Trupti ke nange jism ko soch raha tha, aur Rahul ki anjaanpana par has raha tha.
Vikki (apne mann mein): "Arey bechare Rahul! Tujhe kya pata, teri 'girlfriend' ka saara $ras$ toh humari $pant$ par nikal gaya. Aur tu abhi bhi Abhay ko neecha dikhane ki baat kar raha hai? Asli jeet toh maine abhi-abhi bus ke pichle hisse mein haasil ki hai! Ab toh bas pura $mazza$ lena baaki hai!
Vikki ne halka sa muskura kar Rahul ki peeth thapthapaayi. Uski yeh muskaan Trupti ke prati uski jeet aur Rahul ke prati uski dhokhebaazi ka khula pradarshan thi.
Vikki (Rahul se): "Haan haan, bilkul sahi keh raha hai! Aaj toh mahaul sach mein garam hone wala hai! Tu bas dekh."