Misc. Erotica Maa bani Classmate

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Sanjeev ki ghar wapasi ne Trupti ki us khwaabon wali duniya par reality ka ek bhari parda dal diya tha. Ghar ke darwaze par jab Sanjeev ne muskuraate hue Trupti ko dekha, toh usne aage badhkar use ek behad pyaara aur purana sukoon bhara hug diya. Trupti ne bhi upar se muskurate hue apne pati ke gale mein baahein daali, par uske dimaag mein abhi bhi Abhay ke wo garm hoth aur uski mardana mehak ghoom rahi thi. Sanjeev ki baahon mein hote hue bhi use Abhay ke lund ki wo sakhti yaad aa rahi thi jo pichli kuch rato pehle uski gaand par ragad rahi thi.



"Tum bohot khoobsurat lag rahi ho Trupti... lagta hai Goa ki dhoop ne tumhe aur bhi nikhara hai," Sanjeev ne uske gaal ko chumte hue kaha. Trupti ne bas ek sharmili muskaan di, par andar hi andar wo kaanp rahi thi.
Agli subah breakfast ki table par mahol ekdum 'normal family' jaisa tha, par us table ke neeche hazaron raaz dafan the. Trupti ne ek halki cotton ki kurti pehni thi aur dupatta thoda dhang se lapeta tha, par nashte ke waqt jab wo Sanjeev ko omelette serve karne ke liye aage jhuki, toh dupatta thoda sarak gaya.
Sanjeev ki nazar achanak Trupti ki gori gardan ke nichle hisse par padi, jahan ek halka laal-gulabi nishaan abhi bhi jhalak raha tha.
"Trupti, ye tumhari gardan par kya hai? Ye laal nishaan kaisa hai?" Sanjeev ne fikar se pucha.
Trupti ka dil jaise halak mein aa gaya. Uska haath apne aap us nishaan par gaya jo Abhay ne hawas mein use wahan kaskar chooste hue chhoda tha. "Wo... wo... shayad Goa mein koi kida (insect) kaat gaya tha. 



Jungle side gaye the na hum waterfall dekhne, toh wahi ka mosquito bite hoga," Trupti ne haklaate hue jhooth bola.
Rahul ne plate mein rakhe parathe se nazar uthayi aur Sanjeev ki taraf dekhkar bohot hi confidence ke saath bola, "Haan Papa, wahan jungle mein mosquitoes bohot wehshi the. Mujhe bhi kaata tha. Maa toh waterfall ke paas bohot der tak baithi thi, wahi kisi zehreele kide ne nishaan chhod diya hoga."
Rahul ki is 'safed jhooth' ne Trupti ko ek ajeeb si rahat di. Usne nazrein jhuka kar silently Rahul ko 'thank you' kaha. Trupti ke dimaag mein ek ajeeb sa thrill daud raha tha—uski beta uske 'affair' ko bachane ke liye apne baap se jhooth bol raha tha. Ye secrecy use guilt se zyada uttejit (excite) kar rahi thi.
Sanjeev ne chai ka ghoont liya aur pucha, "Achha, college ka election aur trip kaisa raha? Wo Abhay... jiske baare mein tum bata rahi thi, kaisa ladka hai wo?"
Trupti ne apne hothon ko halke se jeebh se bhigoya, Abhay ka naam sunte hi uski chut mein ek halki si tish (throb) mehsoos hui. "Abhay... wo bohot achha ladka hai Sanjeev. Bohot supportive aur intelligent hai. Usne election mein meri bohot help ki. Ek bohot achha dost ban gaya hai mera," Trupti ne 'dost' shabd par thoda zor diya, par uske dimaag mein Abhay ke wo garm dhakke ghoom rahe the jo usne bed par Trupti ke boobs par cum nikaalte waqt maare the.
'Main kitni besharam ho rahi hoon,' Trupti ne mann hi mann socha. 'Apne pati ko us mard ke baare mein bata rahi hoon jiske lund ka ras maine kal hi apne muh mein liya hai. Par ye chhupa-chhupi... ye khatra... mujhe marne nahi de raha.'
Rahul ne dekha ki Trupti Abhay ke khayal mein thodi madhosh ho rahi hai. Usne shaitani muskaan ke saath Trupti ko chheda, "Papa, Abhay toh Maa ka itna bada fan hai ki trip par bhi unke aage-piche ghoomta rehta tha. I think he is missing you already, right Trupti?"
Trupti ne Rahul ko 'friendly anger' mein dekha aur ek nakli gussa dikhaate hue boli, "Chup kar badmaash! Kuch bhi bolta hai Papa ke samne. Khana khao chup-chaap."
Rahul ka dimaag alag hi level par chal raha tha. 'Han-han, missing toh kar raha hoga... par use ye nahi pata ki uski 'hot college girl' asal mein Sanjeev Khanna ki biwi aur meri Maa hai.' Rahul ne hamesha is baat ka dhyan rakha tha ki Abhay ya college mein kisi ko bhi Trupti ki asliyat na pata chale. Abhay ko lagta tha ki Trupti ek single, independent aurat hai jo akeli rehti hai. Trupti ne kabhi Abhay se Sanjeev ka zikr nahi kiya tha, kyunki wo us college waali azaadi ko khona nahi chahti thi.
Nashte ke baad, jab Sanjeev shower lene gaya, Trupti bedroom mein aaine ke samne khadi hui. Usne apni kurti ke andar haath daal kar apne mangalsutra ko dekha. Ye uski shaadi ka nishaan tha, par Abhay ki duniya mein iska koi wajood nahi tha.
Tabhi Rahul kamre mein dakhil hua. "Trupti... ek photo kheenchun aapki? Abhay ko bhejni hogi na?" Rahul ne chhedte hue pucha.
Trupti ne ek pal ke liye socha, aur phir ek bold faisla liya. "Haan Rahul... ek achhi si pic click kar."
Trupti ne apni kurti ka dupatta thoda aise set kiya ki uski gori gardan aur wo bracelet dikhe jo Abhay ne use pehnaya tha, par usne badi safai se apne haath se mangalsutra ko kurti ke andar chhupa liya. Usne aaine mein dekhkar ek behad kaamuk aur pyari smile di.
Rahul ne photo click ki. Photo mein Trupti bilkul ek jawan, single aur mast-maula ladki lag rahi thi, jiske chehre par hawas ka nasha aur aankhon mein intezar tha.



Trupti ne wo photo turant Abhay ko WhatsApp ki.
"Missing you Abhay... Breakfast table par tumhari kami mehsoos ho rahi thi," usne message type kiya, Sanjeev ka koi zikr nahi kiya.
Trupti ka dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Usne mangalsutra ko wapas bahar nikaala aur use dupatta se dhak liya. Ek mard uske bedroom mein naha raha tha, aur wo doosre mard ko apni jawani ki nishani bhej rahi thi. Uske liye ab uska pati sirf ek zimmedari thi, par Abhay uski wo aag thi jise wo bujhne nahi dena chahti thi. Rahul ne piche se Trupti ke nange kandhe ko halke se dabaya, jisse Trupti ka jism current khakar kaanp gaya. Goa khatam ho gaya tha, par asli drama toh ab ghar ke band darwazon ke peeche shuru hone wala tha.

Ghar ka mahol ab puri tarah badal chuka tha. Sanjeev ke aane se Trupti ki azaad 'college life' par ek temporary break lag gaya tha, par wahi break uske liye ek naya aur khatarnak thrill lekar aaya. Sanjeev ki maujoodgi ne Trupti ko aur bhi zyada chaukanna bana diya tha, aur ye chhupa-chhupi uske jism mein ek aisi aag laga rahi thi jo Goa ki rait se bhi zyada garm thi.
Sanjeev ne decide kiya ki wo ek pura din apni family ke saath bitayega. Dopehar mein wo sab ek mall gaye shopping ke liye.



 Mall ki chamak-dhamak mein Trupti Sanjeev ka haath pakad kar chal rahi thi, par uska dimaag lagataar us phone par tha jo uske handbag mein thar-thara raha tha. Abhay ke lagataar messages aa rahe the—"Kahan ho?", "Kya kar rahi ho?", "Tumhari bahut yaad aa rahi hai."
Shopping ke dauran Sanjeev ne ek behad mehangi aur sexy Emerald Green silk dress uthayi. "Trupti, ye tum par bahut khilegi. Ek baar try toh karo," Sanjeev ne muskurate hue kaha. Trupti ne dress li aur trial room ki taraf badh gayi.
Trial room ke band darwaze ke peeche, Trupti ne apni kurti utari. Mirror mein usne apne 42 saal ke gudaaz aur maansal jism ko dekha. Uski gardan par Abhay ke nishaan ab thode feeke pad chuke the, par unhe dekh kar uske jism mein ek syah (dark) nasha daud gaya. Usne Sanjeev ki di hui silk dress pehni. Wo dress uske 38-inch ke bhari boobs aur 38-inch ki chauri gaand par aisi chipak gayi jaise uski dusri chamdi ho. Deep neck hone ki wajah se uska doodhiya cleavage upar tak chhalak raha tha. Thandi AC mein uske nipples dress ke patle silk ke neeche kadak hokar ubhar aaye.
Trupti ne mirror mein khud ko dekha aur use Sanjeev ki jagah Abhay ke garm haath apne badan par mehsoos hone lage. Usne turant apna phone nikala. Sanjeev bahar khada intezar kar raha tha, par Trupti ne us khatre ko nazarandaz karte hue ek sexy selfie li. Usne apni dress ko thoda aur neeche khiskaye taaki cleavage aur gahri dikhe, aur photo Abhay ko bhej di.
"Sirf tumhari aankhon ke liye... For your eyes only," usne caption likha aur send kar diya.



 Photo bhejte hi uske gaal sharam aur adrenaline se laal ho gaye. Bahar se Sanjeev ne darwaza khatkhataya, "Trupti, ho gaya? Kaisi lag rahi hai?"
Trupti ne jaldi se phone chhupaya aur bahar aayi. Sanjeev use fati aankhon se dekhta reh gaya. "Wow Trupti! Tum toh qayamat lag rahi ho." Trupti ne bas ek feeki smile di, par uska dil Abhay ke aane wale reply ke liye dhadak raha tha.
Raat ko wo ek aalishan restaurant mein dinner ke liye gaye. Sanjeev bohot khush tha, wo college aur election ki baatein kar raha tha, par beech-beech mein uske business calls aane lage. Sanjeev jab ek lambi call par busy hua, toh Trupti ne mauka dekha.
"Sanjeev, main zara washroom se aati hoon," Trupti ne kaha aur apna phone lekar tezi se washroom ki taraf nikal gayi.
Andar jaakar usne darwaza lock kiya aur turant Abhay ko call lagayi. Do second mein Abhay ne phone utha liya.
"Trupti! Kahan ho tum? Wo photo... oh my God, tumne mujhe pagal kar diya hai," Abhay ki aawaz hawas aur bechaini se bhari thi.
Trupti ne apni aawaz ko behad dheema aur nashiila (husky) banaya. "Abhay... shhh... main bahar hoon. Tumhari bahut yaad aa rahi hai. I love you, Abhay. Main taras rahi hoon tumhare un garm haathon ke liye. Can't wait to feel you again," Trupti ne fusfusate hue kaha. Uske dimaag mein Abhay ka wo tana hua lund ghoom raha tha. Ye baatein karte waqt use mehsoos hua ki uski panty alcohol aur hawas ke asar se halki gili (damp) hone lagi hai.
"Main bhi Trupti... main tumhe yahi abhi nanga karke..." Abhay aage kuch bolta ki tabhi washroom ke main door par zor se dastak hui.
"Trupti? Tum andar ho? Itni der ho gayi, sab theek hai na?" Ye Sanjeev tha.
Trupti ka dum nikal gaya. Usne turant phone cut kiya aur apni dhadkan ko sambhalne ki koshish ki. "Haan Sanjeev! Bas do minute, aa rahi hoon!" Usne jaldi se apne chehre par thoda paani mara taaki uska tamtamaya hua laal chehra thoda normal lage.
Jab wo table par wapas aayi, toh Rahul use gaur se dekh raha tha. Rahul ne dekha ki Trupti ke chehre par ek ajeeb sa nasha aur ghabrahat hai. Rahul ne table ke neeche se apna pair Trupti ke pair se takraya aur dheere se bola, "Bahut bada emergency call tha kya Maa? Aapka chehra toh ekdum gulabi ho raha hai."
Trupti ne Rahul ko gusse mein ghoora, par Rahul ki aankhon mein wahi shaitani chamak thi. Rahul ne Trupti ke phone ki screen par aayi ek notification dekh li thi—ek 'Heart' emoji jo Abhay ne bheja tha. Rahul ke andar jalan ka zeher aur gahra hota ja raha tha. 'Han has lo Maa... kal jab ye Abhay sadak par hoga, tab main dekhunga tum kise "I love you" bolti ho,' Rahul ne mann hi mann socha.
Dinner ke baad jab wo ghar laute, Sanjeev ne Trupti ko piche se pakda aur uske kaan mein fusfusaya, "Trupti, aaj raat bohot special hone wali hai. Maine hamare liye ek romantic evening plan ki hai. Aaj bohot dino baad hum akele honge."
Trupti ne Sanjeev ki aankhon mein dekha. Sanjeev use pyaar kar raha tha, use protect kar raha tha. Par Trupti ka dimaag kahin aur tha. Wo soch rahi thi, 'Sanjeev ka pyaar bohot saaf aur purana hai... par kya ye Abhay ki us mardana aag ka muqabla kar payega? Kya Sanjeev mujhe wo waisa nasha de payega jaisa Abhay ne Goa ki rait par diya tha?'
Trupti bedroom mein gayi aur taiyaar hone lagi, par uska haath bar-bar us bracelet ko chhu raha tha jo Abhay ne use pehnaya tha. Mangalsutra uske gale mein tha, par uski rooh par Abhay ka kabza ho chuka tha. Aaj raat ek pativrata biwi aur ek hawas mein jalti 'college girl' ke beech ka aakhri muqabla hone wala tha.