Misc. Erotica Maa bani Classmate

[Joker44]

Rahul ne Trupti ko aahista se bed par lita diya. Kamre mein sirf ek dim night-lamp jal raha tha, jiski sunehri roshni Trupti ke gore aur maansal jism par kisi nashiile saaye ki tarah pad rahi thi. Trupti poori tarah behosh thi, uski saansein bhari aur dhimi thin, aur uske hoth halke se khule hue the. Drug ne use ek aisi duniya mein bhej diya tha jahan wo hosh mein toh thi, par uske jism par uska koi kabza nahi tha.


Rahul bed ke kinare khada hokar apni 'College Girl' Maa ko dekh raha tha. Usne Trupti ke robe ki dori kholi aur use dono taraf se hatakar phenk diya. Ab Trupti sirf apni black lace bra aur thong panty mein thi. Uska 42 saal ka gudaaz jism kisi parosi hui dawat ki tarah Rahul ke samne nanga tha. Uski 38-inch ki bhari chhatiyan bra se bahar nikalne ko betaab thin aur uski gori jaanghein andhere mein chamak rahi thin.
'Kitni khoobsurat lag rahi ho aap,' Rahul ne apne danton ko bhichkar socha. Uska 6-inch ka lund uske underwear ko phaadne par aamada tha. 'Is jism ko Abhay ne nocha hai... ispe usne apna cum nikaala hai.' Ye khayal aate hi Rahul ka gussa aur uski hawas ek saath phatne lagi.
Usne apna garm haath aage badhaya aur Trupti ke sar se hote hue niche uski panty ke ubhaar par le gaya. Usne apni ungliyon se uski nangi chut ki darar ko kapde ke upar se hi kaskar masal diya aur ek halki si pinch (chikoti) kaati.


"Nnnngghhh... Ahhh..." Trupti ke muh se behoshi mein ek halki si, garm guraahat (growl) nikal gayi. Uska jism current khakar thoda akad gaya, par wo jaag nahi saki.
Trupti ki us madhosh aawaaz ne Rahul ko aur bhi zyada wehashi bana diya. Usne ab aur intezaar nahi kiya. Usne Trupti ke upar jhukkar uske hothon ko buri tarah smooch karna shuru kiya. Usne apni jeebh Trupti ke be-jaan muh mein ghusa di aur uske saare ras ko nichodne laga. Trupti behoshi mein bhi apne hothon ko halke se hila rahi thi, jaise wo kisi sapne mein ho.
Rahul ke haath ab Trupti ki black bra par aa gaye. Usne ek jhatke mein hooks khole aur us kapde ko hatakar Trupti ke 38-inch ke bhari, doodhiya boobs ko aazaad kar diya. Jaise hi wo gore pahaad bahar gire, Rahul ki nazar theek us laal nishaan (love bite) par padi jo Abhay ne chhodha tha.
Us nishaan ko dekhkar Rahul ka gussa aag ban gaya. "Ye nishaan main mita dunga Maa... aap sirf meri hain," Rahul ne gurrate hue kaha.


Usne apna sar niche jhukaya aur Trupti ke ek bhari boob ko apne poore muh mein bhar liya. Usne us naram maans ko kisi bhookhe bache ki tarah choosna (sucking) shuru kiya. Usne apni jeebh se us sakht nipple ko ragda aur phir apne danton se use halke se kaata.
"Ahhhhh... Abhay... mmmhhh... ruko na..." Trupti ne behoshi mein dhire se Abhay ka naam liya.
Usi naam ko sunte hi Rahul ne Trupti ke boob ko itni zor se masla ki Trupti ka muh khula ka khula reh gaya. "Abhay nahi Maa... Rahul! Dekhiye aapke saath kaun hai," Rahul ne uske kaan mein fusfusaya aur doosre boob ko apne muh mein lekar use poori taqat se lick karne laga.
Wo kabhi ek boob ko choosta, toh kabhi doosre ko masalta. Trupti ka jism alcohol aur drug ke asar se poori tarah garm (heat) ho chuka tha. Wo bed par halke-halke jhatke le rahi thi, uski siskaiyan poore kamre mein goonj rahi thin. Rahul uske nange armpits ko chat-te hue wapas uske hothon par aaya aur use be-rahmi se kiss karne laga.


Trupti Khanna, jo kabhi Sanjeev ki wafaadar biwi thi, aaj apne hi ghar mein, apne hi bete ke nichay be-jaan aur nangi leti thi. Rahul ka masterplan poori tarah kaam kar raha tha—wo use wo nasha de raha tha jise wo hamesha ke liye bhool nahi payegi, aur sabse badi baat, use subah kuch yaad bhi nahi rahega. Rahul ne Trupti ki kamar ko pakda aur use apne aur kareeb kheencha, uski hawas ab aakhri hadd paar karne ko taiyaar thi.

Rahul ne Trupti ki bheege hue black thong panty ke upar apna garm haath rakha aur mehsoos kiya ki wo andar se poori tarah raseeli aur geeli ho chuki hai. Alcohol aur drug ke mishran ne Trupti ke jism ke saare bandh tod diye the. Rahul ne apna 6-inch lamba aur nasein ubhra hua sakht lund apne underwear se bahar nikaala. Uska mann kar raha tha ki abhi isi waqt Trupti ki us garm aur geeli yoni (chut) ko cheerte hue andar ghus jaye.
Par Rahul ne khud ko rok liya. Uske dimaag mein ek alag hi shaitani nasha chal raha tha.
'Nahi... aise nahi,' Rahul ne haanfte hue Trupti ke madhosh chehre ko dekha. 'Aapki chut ko toh main tab phadunga jab aap hosh mein hongi. Jab aapki wo nashiili aankhein meri aankhon mein dekh rahi hongi aur aapko pata chalega ki aapka saga beta aapka mard ban chuka hai. Trupti Khanna ko uski marzi aur hosh mein chodne ka nasha kuch aur hi hoga.'
Par uski hawas ab bardaasht se bahar ho rahi thi. Usne apna lund Trupti ke gore pet se ragaadte hue upar laya aur uske raseele, adhe khule hothon par rakh diya. Trupti ke naram aur garm hothon ki chhuwan se Rahul ke lund mein ek jordaar jhatka laga. Usne apne lund ka topa Trupti ke muh ke andar thoda sa ghusaya, par Trupti poori tarah behosh thi, isliye wo proerly 'mouth-fuck' nahi kar paa raha tha.


Tabhi Rahul ki nazar Trupti ke un 38-inch ke vishal, doodhiya aur nange boobs par padi. Ye wahi gore pahaad the jinpar Abhay ne apna nishaan chhoda tha. Rahul ka gussa aur hawas phir se ubalne lagi.
"Chalo Maa... aaj aapki in chuchiyon ki khair nahi," Rahul ne gurrate hue kaha.
Usne apne dono haathon se Trupti ke bhari aur maansal boobs ko baahar se kaskar pakda aur unhe beecho-beech ikhattha kar diya. Un do naram pahaadon ke beech ek gehri aur garm ghaati (cleavage) ban gayi. Rahul ne apne lund par thoda sa Trupti ka hi raseela thook (saliva) lagaya aur use seedha un do boobs ke beech ghusa diya.
"Ufffff... jannat!" Rahul ke muh se ek behisab maze bhari siskaari nikal gayi.
Trupti ke gore aur naram maans ka garm touch jaise hi Rahul ke lund ke chaaron taraf lipta, use aisa laga jaise wo kisi garm resham mein utar gaya ho. Rahul ne Trupti ke boobs ko kaskar pakad rakha tha taaki lund par poora grip bana rahe. Usne apni kamar chalani shuru ki aur tezi se 'Boob-Fuck' (paizuri) karne laga.
Slap... Slap... Slap...
Lund ke Trupti ke naram seene par takrane ki gandi aawaazein kamre mein goonjne lagin. Rahul ka lund un do gore pahaadon ke beech tezi se andar-baahar phisal raha tha. Trupti behoshi mein bhi halke-halke jhatke le rahi thi. Uska bhari seena Rahul ke har dhakke ke saath buri tarah bounce kar raha tha.
"Ahhhh... Trupti... aap kitni garm hain... mmmhhh!" Rahul ne apne haath se Trupti ke nipples ko pinch kiya aur apni speed aur tez kar di.


Rahul ko ek ajeeb sa 'power trip' mehsoos ho raha tha. Usne Trupti ke chehre par dekha—wo laal ho chuka tha, uski gardan par paseena chamak raha tha, aur wo 'Abhay-Abhay' badbadana band kar chuki thi. Ab wo sirf Rahul ke dhakkon ki taal par dol rahi thi. Rahul ne mehsoos kiya ki uske lund ki ragad se Trupti ke boobs ke beech ka maans poori tarah laal aur chikna ho gaya hai.
Rahul ki hawas ab charam par pahunchne wali thi. Usne Trupti ke baalon ko ek haath se thoda piche kheencha aur doosre haath se uske boobs ko aur kaskar dabaya. Uska lund aag ugalne ko taiyaar tha.
"Ye lijiye Maa... apni beauty par mera nishaan lijiye!" Rahul ne ek aakhri jordaar dhakka maara aur uska poora jism akad gaya.
Pichhhhh... Pichhhhh...
Rahul ke lund se garm aur gaadha veerya (cum) nikal kar Trupti ke gore boobs aur uski cleavage par bikharnay laga. Cum ki safed dhaarein Trupti ke seene par kisi nakshae ki tarah phail gayin. Rahul ne haanfte hue apna lund bahar nikala aur use Trupti ke hothon se ponchha. Trupti abhi bhi behosh thi, par uska poora jism uske bete ki hawas se sana hua tha. Rahul ne ek shaitani hasi hasi aur wahi Trupti ke bagal mein let gaya, ye jaante hue ki subah jab wo jagegi, use is nange sach ka zara bhi andaaza nahi hoga.



Rahul ne haanfte hue Trupti ke nange aur paseene se bheege jism ko dekha. Kamre mein faili hawas ki mehak aur Trupti ke gore boobs par bikhra uska safed, gaadha cum dekh kar Rahul ko ek behisab sukoon mila. Par wo jaanta tha ki ye khel abhi khatam nahi hua hai—ye toh bas aane wali tabahi ki ek choti si jhalak thi.
Rahul utha aur bathroom se ek garm gila towel lekar aaya. Usne bohot hi safai se Trupti ke doodhiya boobs aur uski cleavage par se apna sara cum saaf kiya. Usne dhyan rakha ki jism par ek bhi chipchipa nishaan na bache jo subah Sanjeev ke aane par ya Trupti ke khud ke jaagne par koi shak paida kare.
Saaf-safai karne ke baad, Rahul ne bed ke kinare gira hua Trupti ka black lace bra uthaya. Usne Trupti ke be-jaan aur maansal jism ko halke se uthaya aur badi nazaakat se use wo bra wapas pehna di. Hooks lagate waqt usne ek baar phir un bhari chhatiyon ko apne haathon mein bhara aur kaskar masal diya. Trupti behoshi mein halke se karwat badli, par uski neend bohot gehri thi.
Par kamre se bahar nikalne se pehle, Rahul ne apni pocket se phone nikala.
'Ye saboot zaroori hai,' Rahul ne ek shaitani muskaan ke saath socha. Usne night-lamp ki roshni mein Trupti ke un nange boobs ki kuch behad close-up photos li thin jab wo uske cum se sani hui thin. Usne Trupti ke madhosh chehre ke saath apne tappe (cum) ka wo nazara hamesha ke liye apne phone ke ek hidden folder mein qaid kar liya. Ye photos uske liye sirf yaadgaar nahi, balki Trupti ko hamesha ke liye apne niche dabaye rakhne ka sabse bada hathiyar thin.
Jane se pehle, Rahul ek baar phir Trupti ke upar jhuka. Usne Trupti ke raseele hothon par ek aakhri aur behad passionate kiss kiya. Usne apni jeebh Trupti ke muh mein daali aur uske adhe khule hothon ko apne daanton se halke se kaata.

 
"Goodnight, my sweet 'College Girl' Maa," Rahul ne uske kaan mein fusfusaya aur ek baar zor se uske bra mein qaid boobs ko press kiya.
Rahul dabe paaon kamre se bahar nikal gaya aur darwaza aahista se band kar diya.
Trupti bed par akeli leti rahi, poori tarah anjaan (unaware) ki pichle ek ghante mein uske bete ne uske jism ke saath kya khel khela tha. Uska 42 saal ka jism thaka hua tha, aur drug ke asar se wo ek aisi gehri neend mein thi jahan use sirf dhundhle sapne dikh rahe the—kabhi Abhay ke, toh kabhi kisi anjaan saaye ke jo use noch raha tha.
Subah jab suraj ki pehli kiran kamre mein aayegi aur Sanjeev wapas lautega, toh Trupti ko lagega ki wo raat bhar akeli soyi thi. Use ye kabhi pata nahi chalega ki uski wo 'pavitra' chhatiyan ab uske bete ke gunahon ka nishaan ban chuki hain. Rahul hall mein jaakar so gaya, uske chehre par ek vijeta (winner) wali muskaan thi. Goa ka nasha ab khatam ho chuka tha, aur ghar ke andar ek naya, ganda aur incestuous raaz janm le chuka tha.