Incest Maa bani Classmate

[Joker44]

Picnic ke teen dinon ka wo junooni safar ab khatam ho chuka tha. Jungle ki wo thandi raatein, tent ke andar ka wo gunaah, aur Rahul ke lund ki wo garam ragad... sab kuch Trupti ke zehen mein ek gehri yaadon ki tarah chhap gaya tha. Sab log wapas hostel laut aaye the aur aaj college ka pehla din tha.
Subah-subah Trupti apne aaine ke samne khadi taiyaar ho rahi thi. Aaj usne ek behad tight yellow dress pehni thi jo uske ghutno se kaafi upar khatam ho rahi thi. Woh dress uske jism par kisi doosri khaal ki tarah chipki hui thi, jismein uske 38 inch ke boobs aur uski bhari-bhari gaand qayamat dha rahe the. Usne halke se apne baalon ko khula chhoda aur honthon par wahi raseeli red lipstick lagayi.
Tabhi Kriti dabe paaon kamre mein aayi aur Trupti ka wo roop dekh kar wahi thithak gayi. Usne Trupti ko upar se neeche tak dekha aur uske munh se ek seeti nikal gayi.




 Kriti: “Yaar Trupti! Tu toh din-ba-din aur bhi zyada hot hoti ja rahi hai. Kya baat hai? Jungle ki hawa ne kuch zyada hi asar dikhaya hai kya?”
Trupti: (Sharmaate hue) “Dhatt... pagal! Kuch bhi bolti hai. Bas taiyaar ho rahi hoon college ke liye.”
Kriti: (Trupti ke paas aakar uske kulhon par thappad maarte hue) “Yaar, sach bol rahi hoon. Agar main tere jaisi hoti na, toh har roz ek naya ganna (lund) choosti aur uske ras ka swaad leti. Tere paas toh khazana hai aur tu hai ki sirf ek hi mard ke peeche padi hai.”
Trupti: (Shock hote hue) “Kriti! Tu pagal ho gayi hai kya? Kuch bhi bakti hai... main aisi ladki nahi hoon.”
Kriti: (Haste hue) “Arre yaar, college ke din hi toh hote hain maje karne ke liye. Poore college ke ladke tere peeche pagal hain, har koi tujhe apni baahon mein bharna chahta hai. Abhay ko dekh, Vikki ko dekh... sab tere liye tadap rahe hain. Aur tu hai ki sirf us Rahul se chud rahi hai. Mana uska ganna bada hai, par kabhi swaad badal kar bhi toh dekh!”
Trupti ka dil dhak-dhak karne laga. Use Kriti ki baaton mein ek ajeeb si shararat aur thoda sachayi mehsoos hui. Use yaad aaya ki kaise jungle mein Rahul ne use randi bola tha aur use woh sun kar bura nahi laga tha. Aaj Kriti ki baatein bhi use thoda-thoda utjit (excite) kar rahi thin.
Trupti: (Hasi mein udaate hue) “Tu waqayi pagal hai Kriti. Mujhe Rahul kaafi hai, aur wese bhi woh mera... mera boyfriend hai na. Doosron ke baare mein sochne ki zaroorat nahi hai.”
Kriti: “Tu bohot bholi hai. Ek mard se pet nahi bharta Trupti. Dekhna, ek din tu khud kahegi ki Kriti sahi keh rahi thi. Khair, chal ab... college ke liye der ho rahi hai. Aaj toh tere is yellow dress ko dekh kar kitne ladkon ke pant mein tent banne wale hain, uska hisaab main rakhungi!”
Trupti hansi, par andar hi andar woh soch rahi thi ki kya sach mein uske jism mein itni aag hai ki woh poore college ko jala sake. Usne apne gown ko thoda aur neeche kheencha aur Kriti ke saath hostel se bahar nikal gayi, bekhabar ki aaj parking mein Rahul aur uske dost uska kis tarah intezaar kar rahe hain.


College ki parking mein maahaul garam ho chuka tha. Trupti railing ko pakad kar khadi thi, uski peeth Rahul ki taraf thi. Woh apni doston se baatein kar rahi thi, par uska jism thoda tana hua tha. Rahul wahi kuch doori par khada ho kar Trupti ki gaand ko niharne laga. Yellow frock mein Trupti ke kulhe kisi chumbak ki tarah uski aankhon ko kheench rahe the.
Rahul ke dimaag mein hawas ka nasha chadh raha tha: Rahul: (Mann mein) “Oh God! Kya gaand hai saali ki! Dil toh karta hai abhi sabke saamne iska frock uthaoon aur iski chikni darar mein apna lund daal kar ise poore college ke saamne chodh doon. Kaash Mummy meri personal randi ban jaye, toh saari umar ise itni berahmi se chodunga ki ye 4-5 bache aur paida kar degi.”
Udhar Kriti ki nazar Rahul par padi aur usne Trupti ko kohni maari. Kriti: “Oye Trupti! Dekh tera aashiq tujh par line maar raha hai. Beta, aaj toh tu gayi!”
Trupti ne mud kar dekha toh saamne Rahul tha. Trupti ne use ek sexy smile di, par us smile ke peeche ek gehra dard chupa tha. Woh jaanti thi ki ye rasta galat hai, par ab wo is 'acting' ke daldal mein itni gehrai tak utar chuki thi ki peeche hatne ka har rasta band lag raha tha. Woh ek sexy pose mein khadi ho gayi, par andar hi andar khud ko kos rahi thi.
Rahul ne ishare se kaha— "Tum bohot hot lag rahi ho!" aur ek flying kiss de di. Trupti sharam se laal ho gayi. Phir Rahul ne ganda ishara kiya— "Mujhe apni godh mein baithao, mujhe tumhare ye bade-bade boobs choosne hain."
Trupti ne pehle ishare mein 'no' kaha, par Rahul 'please-please' karne laga. Trupti ka dil pighalne laga. Usne socha ki agar use doston ke saamne ye affair barkaraar rakhna hai, toh Rahul ko khush rakhna hi hoga. Usne ishara kiya— "Do minute ruko."





Trupti: “Yaar Kriti, main thoda bor ho rahi hoon. Library ja kar koi book padh leti hoon.” Kriti: (Haste hue) “Rehne de Trupti! Humein pata hai tu kahan ja rahi hai. Tera aashiq kab se tadap raha hai.” Trupti: (Jhoothi smile ke saath) “Nahi yaar, aisa kuch nahi hai.” Kriti: “Hum andhe nahi hain. Ja, Room No. 3 khali hai, wahan koi nahi aata. Maze kar!”
Trupti sharam se paani-paani ho gayi. Usne socha, 'Hey Bhagwan, log mere baare mein kya soch rahe hain. Main ek Maa hoon, par aaj ek randi ki tarah apne bete se milne kamre mein ja rahi hoon.' Uska mann udaas tha, par jism par hawas ka rang chadh chuka tha.
Trupti ne Rahul ko peeche aane ka ishara kiya aur apni gaand matkaate hue Room No. 3 ki taraf badh gayi. Rahul apni zabaan honthon par pherte hue, shikaari kutte ki tarah uske peeche chal pada. Trupti ko ab Rahul ke saath romance mein maza aane laga tha. Woh use apna beta kam aur apna mard zyada maanne lagi thi.
Trupti ki matakti hui gaand ko dekh kar Rahul ka lund pant ke andar lohe jaisa sakht ho gaya tha. Woh jaanta tha ki aaj is kamre mein Trupti ko ghodi banna hi padega. Trupti kamre ke darwaze par pahunch kar ek baar peeche mudi, uski aankhon mein darr aur chahat ka milan tha. Usne darwaza khola aur andar dakhil ho gayi, ye jante hue ki aaj uski mamta ki ek aur deewar tootne wali hai.


Rahul ne jaise hi Room No. 3 ka darwaza band kiya, andar ki khamoshi unki tez saanson se bhar gayi. Trupti wahan chair par ek behad kamuk (provocative) andaz mein baithi hui thi, uske chehre par ek aisi muskan thi jo mard ko pagal kar de.
Rahul ne jab Trupti ko is roop mein dekha, toh usne apne honth danton tale daba liye. Uska lund pant ke andar kisi lohe ki rod ki tarah phatne ko taiyaar tha. Woh wahi khada ho kar apne lund ko masalne laga. Uske dimaag mein sirf ek hi dhun thi: “Sali kya sexy maal hai, aaj toh iski gaand ki dhajjiyan uda dunga.”
Udhar Trupti, Rahul ke pant mein bane us vishal 'tent' ko dekh rahi thi. Uske mann mein ek bhayanak yuddh chal raha tha. Ek taraf uski mamta aur wo gehra guilt tha ki wo apne hi bete ke saath ye sab kar rahi hai, par doosri taraf uske jism ki bhookh thi jo Sanjeev ke saath kabhi poori nahi hui thi. Usne socha, ‘Kya mujhe ye sex enjoy karna chahiye? Rahul ka ye tagda, mota lund jab meri pussy mein jayega, toh shayad main wo sukh paa sakun jo aaj tak sirf sapno mein tha. Woh mujhe kisi kutiya ki tarah chodega... aur shayad mujhe wahi chahiye.’
Rahul ab aur intezaar nahi kar sakta tha. Woh Trupti ke paas gaya aur uski kamar mein haath daal kar use uthaya. Agle hi pal, usne Trupti ko apne khade lund par bitha diya.
"Is... ahhh..." Trupti ke munh se siskaari nikal gayi. Yellow frock ke patle kapde ke neeche se use Rahul ke lund ki sakhti apni gaand ki darar mein mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Rahul pagal ho chuka tha. Usne Trupti ke boobs ko mutthiyon mein bhara aur unhe berahmi se masalne laga. Woh Trupti ke nange kandhon aur gardan ko apni zabaan se chaatne laga, uska thook Trupti ki twacha ko bhigo raha tha.










Rahul: (Ghurrate hue) “I love you Trupti darling! Tere is badan ke liye main pagal ho gaya hoon... aaj tujhe nichod dunga.”
Trupti par bhi ab hawas ka bhoot sawar tha, par darr abhi baaki tha. Woh Rahul ki godh se uthi aur room ke beech mein ja kar ek aise sexy pose mein khadi hui ki uski gaand hawa mein lahra rahi thi. Uski kaatilana nazrein Rahul ko dawat de rahi thin—‘Aao aur mita do mujhe.’
Rahul ne lapak kar Trupti ko peeche se jakad liya. Usne apna lund dress ke upar se hi Trupti ki gaand ki darar mein set kiya aur back-strokes lagane laga aur rub krne laga. Trupti ki siskaariyan ab tez ho rahi thin.





Trupti: (Haanfte hue) “Rahul... tumhe waada yaad hai na? Main tumhe shant kar dungi... par jo bhi karna limit mein karna... pussy mat chuna... isss... aahhh!”
Rahul: “Trupti, tujhe toh main apne lund ki rani banaunga! Tujhe uchhal-uchhal ke chodunga!”
Rahul wahi ghutno ke bal baith gaya. Usne Trupti ka frock upar kiya. Usne Trupti ke nange, gore butts par haath phera aur unhe chumne-chaatne laga. Phir usne apna munh Trupti ki gaand ki darar mein ghusa diya aur panty ke upar se hi uski gaand ko 'khana' shuru kiya. Trupti ne madhoshi mein apni aankhein band kar lin, uska poora shareer current ki tarah kaamp raha tha.



Tabhi, bahar corridor mein kisi ke kadmon ki aahat hui. Dono ek jhatke mein alag ho gaye. Darwaza khula aur Shital andar aayi.

Shital: “Trupti! Kahan reh gayi? Chal, Deepak Sir humein lecture hall mein bula rahe hain.”
Trupti: (Apne bikhre baal sambhalte hue) “Ruk... aa rahi hoon.”
Trupti ne Rahul ki taraf ek 'naughty smile' phenki aur apni gaand matkaate hue Shital ke saath nikal gayi. Rahul wahan khada ka khada reh gaya. Use aisa laga jaise Shital ne uske khade lund par talwar chala di ho. Thodi der pehle jo maahaul bana tha, usse lag raha tha ki aaj Trupti pakka chud jayegi.
Trupti jab bahar ja rahi thi, uske mann mein udaasi bhi thi aur ek ajeeb sa sukoon bhi. Woh jaanti thi ki usne aaj phir paap ki dehleez chhuye bina hawas ka lutf uthaya hai. Rahul bhi gusse aur tanaav mein wahan se bahar nikal gaya, apne lund ko pant ke upar se masalte hue.