Misc. Erotica Maa bani Classmate

[Joker44]

Subah ki pehli kiran jab khidki ke pardo ko cheerkar Trupti ke chehre par padi, toh uska sar kisi bhari patthar ki tarah dard kar raha tha. Usne dhire se apni aankhein kholi, par roshni itni tez thi ki usne turant apni palkein bhich li. Uska pura jism ek ajeeb si thakaan aur bhari-pan (heaviness) se bhara hua tha, jaise raat bhar kisi ne use kaskar dabocha ho.



Trupti ne karwat badli aur Sanjeev ka bazu tatola, par wahan sirf khali chadar thi. Usne aankhein kholi aur yaad karne ki koshish ki. Sanjeev office ki emergency ke liye raat ko hi nikal gaya tha. Uske baad kya hua? Use dhundhla sa yaad aaya ki wo balcony mein gayi thi, Rahul se baatein ki thin, aur phir unhone whisky pi thi. Par uske baad... ek gehra kaala sannata tha. Uske dimaag mein ek bhi memory nahi thi ki wo bed tak kaise pahunchi ya usne kab kapde badle.
Usne mehsoos kiya ki uska satin robe thoda bikhra hua hai. Jab usne robe ke andar haath daala, toh use hairani hui ki usne apni black bra pehni hui thi. 'Kya maine khud pehni thi? Ya Sanjeev ne jaane se pehle pehna di thi?' Trupti ko kuch yaad nahi aa raha tha. Par ek cheez bohot ajeeb thi—uske 38-inch ke bhari boobs mein ek ajeeb si kasak aur dard tha. Jaise unhe bohot der tak kaskar masla gaya ho. Uske nipples bra ke kapde se ragad kha kar thode sensitive mehsoos ho rahe the.
"Uff... ye sar dard," Trupti ne badbadate hue bed se uthne ki koshish ki. Uska sar ghoom raha tha. Drug ka asar abhi bhi uske khoon mein tha, jo use ek ajeeb si madhoshi de raha tha.
Wo bathroom gayi aur aaine ke samne khadi hui. Usne apni high-neck kurti utari aur sirf bra mein khud ko dekha. Uski cleavage laal ho rahi thi, aur uski gardan par Abhay ke diye hue purane nishaan thode feeke pad gaye the, par uske boobs ke beech ka maans thoda chikna aur chamakdar lag raha tha. Usne wahan ungli pheri, par use kuch samajh nahi aaya. Usne socha shayad ye whisky ka nasha aur Sanjeev ki raat wali thodi bahut chhuwan ka asar hai.


Sanjeev ka message aaya tha: "Still at office. South region ka issue bohot bada hai. Shayad dopehar tak lag jaye. Breakfast kar lena, apna dhyan rakhna."
Trupti ne ek lambi saans li. Sanjeev office mein phas gaya tha, aur Rahul ka bhi koi pata nahi tha. Dining table par ek chota sa note tha: "Maa, main Sahil aur doston se milne ja raha hoon. Shaam tak lautunga. Breakfast fridge mein hai."
Trupti poore ghar mein akeli thi. Usne apne liye kadak chai banayi aur toast lekar balcony mein baith gayi. Ghar mein ek bhayanak sannata tha, jo use bechain kar raha tha. Uska dimaag baar-baar pichli raat ke us blackout (yaadashat ka gayab hona) par ja raha tha. Use sharam aa rahi thi ki wo apne jawan bete ke samne itni pi gayi ki use bed tak ka hosh nahi raha.
'Rahul ne mujhe bed tak chhoda hoga... kitna bura laga hoga use apni Maa ko is halat mein dekh kar,' Trupti ne mann hi mann socha, wo is baat se bilkul anjaan thi ki us 'supportive' bete ne uske saath kya shaitani ki hai.
Tabhi uske phone par Abhay ka message notification chamka.
Abhay: "Good morning, meri jaan. Raat bhar tumhare sapne dekhta raha. Yaad hai wo Goa wala boob-fuck? Aaj subah wahi yaad karke mera lund tana hua hai. Tumhare bina ye bistar bohot khali lag raha hai."
Abhay ka message padhte hi Trupti ke jism mein ek bijli si daud gayi. Uska sar dard ek pal ke liye gayab ho gaya aur uski yoni (pussy) mein wahi geelapan mehsoos hone laga. Use yaad aaya ki kaise Abhay ne uske boobs ke beech apna garm lund ragda tha... aur achanak use wahi sensation abhi apne boobs mein mehsoos hui. Use laga ki shayad wo yaad hi use physical dard de rahi hai.
Usne chai ka ghoont liya aur Abhay ki ek purani photo dekhne lagi. Sanjeev office mein tha, Rahul doston ke saath tha... aur Trupti Khanna, jo duniya ki nazar mein ek pavitra Maa aur biwi thi, wo ek 21 saal ke mard ki hawas bhari baaton ko padhkar apni chhatiyon ko sehla rahi thi.
Usne Abhay ko reply likha: "Sanjeev office mein hain, main akeli hoon. Tumhari baatein mujhe pagal kar rahi hain. Aaj subah mera jism bohot bhari lag raha hai... kaash tum yahan hote aur mujhe shant karte."
Trupti ko ye pata hi nahi tha ki uska jism sach mein 'bhari' isliye tha kyunki raat bhar Rahul ne uspar apna haq jataya tha. Wo akelepan mein baithi thi, apne naye aashiq ko miss kar rahi thi, jabki uski tabahi ka naksha uske hi bete ne uske bedroom mein tayyar kar diya tha. Goa se aane ke baad ki ye pehli akeli subah thi, jahan Trupti ki 'College Girl' wali azaadi use ek naye aur khatarnak raste par le ja rahi thi.


Trupti ne apne breakfast ke bartan sink mein rakhe aur bedroom ki taraf badh gayi. Uska sar abhi bhi thoda bhari tha, par jism mein ek ajeeb si bechaini aur garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi. Usne bathroom ka darwaza band kiya aur garm pani ka shower on kar diya.
Jab garm pani ki boondein uske 42 saal ke maansal jism par girne lagin, toh Trupti ne ek sukoon bhari saans li. Usne apni aankhein band kar lin aur apne jism par sabun lagane lagi. Uska haath aahista se uski gardan par gaya, jahan Abhay ki purani hickeys ab halki pad chuki thin. Phir uska haath uske boobs aur pet par gaya, jahan kal raat Sanjeev ne bohot pyaar se chooma tha.
Par jaise hi usne apne boobs ko chhuna shuru kiya, use Abhay ki wo 'dominant' mardangi yaad aane lagi. Use yaad aaya kaise Abhay ne uske boobs ko noch liya tha, kaise usne use bed par patak kar uspar apna haq jataya tha. Goa ka wo 'squirting' orgasm aur uske chehre par gira wo garm cum... un yaadon ne Trupti ke jism mein achanak ek teevra aag laga di. Usne mehsoos kiya ki uski yoni (pussy) mein geelapan badh raha hai. Uska haath dhire se uski dono jaanghon ke beech gaya, par jaise hi usne khud ko chhuwa, ek guilt ki lehar ne use rok diya.
"Nahi... bas... bohot ho gaya," usne khud se fusfusaya aur jaldi se shower band kar diya. Usne socha ki shayad wo zyada hi behak rahi hai.
Naha kar bahar aane ke baad, Trupti ne aaine mein khud ko dekha. Sanjeev office mein tha aur Rahul bahar, pura ghar khali tha. Usne aaj kuch alag pehn-ne ka socha. Usne apni wardrobe se ek behad naram, pastel pink satin nightie nikaali. Ye nightie silk jaisi thi aur uske jism par kisi malmal ki tarah lag rahi thi. Usne uske niche na toh bra pehni aur na hi panty—bas aazaad rehne ka mann tha.


Usne mirror mein dekha, pink satin uske 38-inch ke bhari boobs aur chauri gaand par halka sa chipak raha tha. Usne Abhay ka diya hua wo silver bracelet apni kalai par mehsoos kiya aur use sehlaaya. Is bracelet ko pehn kar use ek ajeeb sa 'rebellion' (bagawat) mehsoos hota tha—jaise wo duniya ki nazar mein ek biwi hai, par andar se sirf Abhay ki 'college girl'.
Kareeeb 11 baje Trupti bed par leti magazine padh rahi thi ki achanak uska phone bajne laga. Abhay ka call tha. Usne ek gehri saans li aur phone uthaya.
"Hey jaan... missing you already," Trupti ne apni aawaz ko nashiila aur thoda flirty banaya.
"Trupti! Oh God, tumhari aawaz sunte hi mere lund mein current daud gaya," Abhay ki bhari aur mardana aawaz ne Trupti ka rom-rom jaga diya. "Wo emerald green dress wali selfie... main subah se use dekh kar pagal ho raha hoon. Tum usme kisi qatilana apsara jaisi lag rahi ho."
Trupti bed par halke se palat gayi, jisse uski satin nightie uski gori jaanghon (thighs) se kaafi upar sarak gayi. "Maine wo dress pehni toh thi... par sach bolun Abhay, pura waqt main sirf ye soch rahi thi ki kaash tum mere samne hote aur tum apne haathon se use mere jism se utaar dete."
Abhay ne call par ek gehri siskaari li. "Tum nahi jaanti Trupti, main tumhare saath kya karna chahta hoon. Main tumhe yahi, isi waqt bed par patak kar tumhare jism ke har inch ko choomna chahta hoon. Main tumhari un bhari chhatiyon ko tab tak choosna chahta hoon jab tak tum dard aur maze mein rone na lago. Main apni ungliyan tumhari us gili chut mein tab tak chalana chahta hoon jab tak tum dobara mujh par squirt na kar do."
Abhay ki ye dirty-talk sun kar Trupti ka jism tapne laga. Usne apne haath bedsheet par kaske bhich liye aur apne pair bed par phailaa diye. Wo dhire-dheere apne nipples ko nightie ke upar se hi sehlaane lagi, uski siskaiyan call par Abhay ko saaf sunayi de rahi thin.


"Abhay... mmmhhh... tum mujhe pagal kar doge," Trupti ne haanfte hue kaha. "I love you, Abhay... tum mujhe wo feel karate ho jo aaj tak kisi ne nahi karaya. Main zinda mehsoos karti hoon jab tum mere baare mein aise baat karte ho."
"Tum sirf meri ho, Trupti," Abhay ne poore haq se kaha. "Koi aur tumhe aise mehsoos nahi kara sakta, aur na hi kisi aur ka haq hai tumhare is jism par. Tum mere liye bani ho."
Trupti ne apni aankhein band kar lin, uska dimaag Abhay ki yaadon aur uski aawaz ke nashe mein dooba hua tha. Use bhool gaya tha ki wo kahan hai, kiska ghar hai. Uske liye sirf wo mardana aawaz aur uski apni hawas sach thi. Wo phone par Abhay se baatein karte-karte apni satin nightie ke upar se hi khud ko shant karne ki koshish karne lagi, uski siskaiyan aur gehri hoti gayi.
Us aazaad subah mein, Trupti Khanna ne poori tarah maan liya tha ki wo Abhay ki mohabbat aur uski hawas ki aadi ho chuki hai. Sanjeev office mein mushkilon se lad raha tha, par Trupti yahan apne aashiq ke sapno mein nangi hokar jhoom rahi thi.


Trupti ke jism mein Abhay ki baaton ne aisi garmi paida kar di thi ki ab sirf voice call se uska sabra jawab de raha tha. Usne bed par leti hui apni satin nightie ke straps ko halke se niche sarkaaya, uski saansein itni bhari thi ki phone ka speaker unhe saaf pakad raha tha.

"Trupti... mujhe tumhe dekhna hai," Abhay ki aawaz mein ek aisi bhookh thi jo phone ki screen cheer kar bahar aane ko betaab thi. "Main ab aur intezaar nahi kar sakta. Dikhao mujhe wo khazaana jo kal raat se mere dimaag mein aag laga raha hai. Switch on the video, jaan."

Trupti ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. Ek 42 saal ki Maa aur ek izzatdar biwi ke liye video call par nanga hona kisi paap se kam nahi tha, par Goa ki un raaton ne use itna bebaak bana diya tha ki ab ye 'rebellion' use nasha dene laga tha. Usne kaanpte hue haath se video icon par click kiya.






Screen par Abhay ka chehra chamka. Wo apne kamre mein nanga letha tha, uski aankhon mein ek wehshi chamak thi. Jaise hi usne Trupti ko pink satin nightie mein bed par bikhre hue baalon ke saath dekha, uske hothon se ek lambi siskaari nikal gayi.

"Ohhh my God, Trupti... tum toh qatil lag rahi ho," Abhay ne haanfte hue kaha.

Trupti ne sharmate hue apna phone thoda upar kiya. Usne apni nightie ka gala (neckline) thoda aur niche kheencha, jisse uske 38-inch ke bhari aur doodhiya boobs ka swel aur unki gahri cleavage poori tarah screen par dikhne lagi. Pink satin ke neeche uske nipples itni buri tarah akad chuke the ki wo kapde ko cheer kar bahar aane ki koshish kar rahe the.

Abhay ne apna phone ek haath se pakda aur doosra haath niche sarkaaya. Trupti ne screen par dekha ki Abhay ne apna lund nikaal liya tha aur wo use tezi se mutthi mein bhar kar stroke kar raha tha. Ye dekh kar Trupti ki yoni (pussy) mein ek jhatka laga aur wo buri tarah gili ho gayi.

"Dekho Trupti... dekho ye tumhare liye kitna tadap raha hai," Abhay ne apna lund screen ke paas laate hue kaha. "Agar main wahan hota, toh main tumhe is bed par ulta leta deta. Main tumhare is pink kapde ko phaad deta aur tumhare in bhari pahaadon ko itni zor se choosta ki tumhare rone ki aawaaz poore ghar mein goonjti. Main tumhe itni be-rahmi se chodta ki tum Abhay-Abhay chillate hue behosh ho jaati."

Abhay ki ye wehshi dirty talk aur screen par uski mardangi ka pradarshan dekh kar Trupti poori tarah hosh kho baithi. Usne apna ek haath nightie ke andar daala aur apne ek boob ko kaskar masalne lagi. Doosre haath se usne nightie ko poori tarah upar utha diya. Uska nanga pet, uski gori jaanghein aur uski bina-panty waali nangi chut ab Abhay ke saamne thi.

"Yes... dikhao mujhe sab kuch!" Abhay ne guraate hue kaha, uska stroke aur tez ho gaya tha.

Trupti ne apne pair bed par poori tarah phailaa diye (spread legs). Usne apni do ungliyan apni raseeli aur tapakti hui chut ki darar par rakhi aur unhe andar-baahar karna shuru kiya.

"Ahhhhh... Abhay... mmmhhh... yes... ohhh!" Trupti ne apni aankhein band kar lin. Uska dimaag Abhay ki aawaz aur uski ungliyon ki ragad ke beech kisi jannat mein pahunch gaya tha.

"Main tumhe piche se pakadta Trupti... main tumhare baal kheenchta aur apna pura danda tumhare andar utaar deta," Abhay lagataar bol raha tha, uska chehra hawas se laal ho chuka tha. "Chatunga main tumhe... tumhara saara ras pee jaunga."

Trupti ka jism ab jhadne (orgasm) ke bilkul kareeb tha. Usne mehsoos kiya ki uski yoni ki deewaron mein ek bhayanak tanaav paida ho raha hai. Use darr tha ki kahin uski siskaari bahar tak na chali jaye, isliye usne jaldi se apne sir ke paas rakha hua naram takiya (pillow) uthaya aur use apne muh mein daba liya.

"Aahhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

Takiye ke andar uski ek dabi hui par behisab jordaar cheekh nikal gayi. Trupti ka poora jism bed par akad gaya aur wo buri tarah thar-tharaane lagi. Uska 'squirting' orgasm itna intense tha ki uski nangi jaanghon ke beech se garm ras phoot kar bedsheet ko bhigone laga. Wo lagbhag 30 seconds tak usi halat mein tadapti rahi, uski aankhein chhat ki taraf pathrayi hui thin.

Screen par Abhay ne bhi apna aakhri stroke maara aur uska cum tezi se uchhal kar uske pet par phail gaya. Dono haanf rahe the, dono ke jism thake hue par ek gandi aur secret khushi se bhare hue the.

"I love you, Trupti... tumne mujhe nikaal diya," Abhay ne thaki hui aawaz mein kaha.

Trupti ne dhire se takiya apne muh se hataya. Uska chehra paseene aur sharam se laal tha, aur hothon par ek aaisi muskaan thi jo sirf ek gunehgaar aurat ke chehre par ho sakti hai.

"Me too Abhay... main tumhare bina ab jee nahi sakti," usne kaanpti aawaz mein kaha aur video call cut kar di.



Wo wahi bed par nangi leti rahi, uski satin nightie uske seene tak chadhi hui thi. Uska jism thanda ho raha tha, par dimaag mein ek hi khayal tha—ki wo Sanjeev ki biwi hokar apne bete ke bagal wale kamre mein ek jawan mard ke liye nangi hui thi. Ye nasha ab uski ragon mein zeher ki tarah ghul chuka tha.

Video call cut hote hi kamre mein ek bhayanak khamoshi chha gayi, jo Trupti ke kaanon mein seeti ki tarah baj rahi thi. Uska jism abhi bhi thar-thara raha tha aur uski nangi jaanghon ke beech ka geelapan bedsheet par ek thanda nishaan chhod raha tha. Kuch seconds pehle wo jannat mein thi, par jaise hi screen kaali hui, use reality ke thappad ne hila kar rakh diya. Usne dheere se apne sar ke neeche se takiya hataya aur uske neeche chhupa hua apna mangalsutra nikaal kar mutthi mein bhich liya.

'Hey Bhagwan, main kya banti ja rahi hoon?' Trupti ne chhat ko ghoorte hue socha, uski aankhon mein aansu tairne lage. 'Sanjeev mujhse itna pyaar karte hain, mujhpar itna bharosa karte hain... Rahul ko meri zaroorat hai, wo mujhe apni dost samajh kar mujhpar itna proud feel karta hai... par ye Abhay? Isne toh jaise mujhpar kabza hi kar liya hai. Maine aaj Sanjeev ke bedroom mein video par khud ko nanga kar diya... ek 21 saal ke mard ke liye.' Guilt ki ek bhari lehar uske seene mein uthi, par uske jism ka ek kone abhi bhi us gunehgaar maze ke liye tadap raha tha. Use pata tha ki wo galat raste par hai, par Abhay ka wo wehshi sparsh aur uski aawaz ka nasha use ek aisi aag mein jhonk raha tha jahan se wapsi namumkin thi.



Dopehar mein jab wo kitchen mein lunch bana rahi thi, toh uska dimaag baar-baar bhatak raha tha. Sabziyan kaatte waqt achanak uske dimaag mein ek khaufnaak aur kaamuk khayal aaya. Use aisa mehsoos hua jaise Abhay dabe paaon peeche se aaya hai aur usne uski satin nightie ko peeche se utha diya hai. Use laga jaise Abhay ke garm aur mazboot haath uski nangi kamar ko dabocha rahe hain aur wo use wahi kitchen counter par jhuka kar be-rahmi se chod raha hai. Is khayal ne Trupti ke jism mein aisi garmi paida ki ki uske haath se chaku (knife) chhootne hi wala tha. Wo wahi stool par baith gayi, uski saansein bhari ho gayi thin aur uski nightie ke neeche uski yoni phir se gili ho chuki thi. "Nahi Trupti... sambhal apne aap ko," usne khud se kaha, par uska dil jaanta tha ki wo ab poori tarah Abhay ki gulam ban chuki hai.



Shaam ke waqt Rahul ghar lauta. Sanjeev abhi office mein hi tha. Trupti abhi bhi us pink satin nightie mein hi thi, usne naha kar kapde badalne ki himmat nahi ki thi. Rahul ne darwaze se dakhil hote hi Trupti ko dekha aur uske hothon par ek aisi muskaan aayi jo Trupti samajh nahi paayi.

"Looking beautiful, Trupti... lagta hai aaj pura din aapne akelepan ko bohot enjoy kiya hai?" Rahul ne uske bilkul paas aakar kaha. Uski aawaz mein ek ajeeb sa 'knowing tone' tha, jaise wo jaanta ho ki Trupti ne pura din bistar par kya kiya hai.

Trupti sharam se laal ho gayi, use laga Rahul bas use 'Maa' ki jagah ek dost ki tarah compliment de raha hai. "Bas thoda relax kar rahi thi Rahul... tu thak gaya hoga, chai peeyega?" Rahul ne bas sar hilaya aur muskura kar apne kamre mein chala gaya. Rahul andar hi andar bohot khush tha. Usne dekha ki Trupti ki aankhon mein wahi madhoshi thi jo ek hawas se bhari aurat ki hoti hai. Wo jaanta tha ki Trupti ab vulnerable ho chuki hai aur uske masterplan ka agla hissa aur bhi asaan hone wala hai.



Raat ko Sanjeev thaka-haara ghar lauta. Usne Trupti ko gale lagaya aur uske maathe par ek thanda, naram kiss kiya. "Sorry Trupti... aaj ka din bohot kharab gaya. Kal shayad sab settle ho jaye, phir hum waqt bitayenge." Trupti ne bas ek jhoothi muskaan di aur use dinner serve kiya. Wo Sanjeev ke saath baithi toh thi, par uske dimaag mein abhi bhi Abhay ki wo 'dirty-talk' aur apne jhadne wali wo cheekh goonj rahi thi. Use Sanjeev ka sparsh thanda aur be-jaan lag raha tha.

Der raat jab Sanjeev gehri neend mein so raha tha, Trupti ne halke se apna phone check kiya. Abhay ka ek voice note aaya tha. Usne jaldi se earphones lagaye aur play kiya. Abhay ki bhari aur kaamuk aawaz uske kaanon mein goonji: "Trupti... aaj video par tumhare moans sun kar main abhi tak paagal hoon. Mujhse ab aur intezaar nahi hota... college khulte hi tujhe akele pa kar aisa chodunga ki tu hamesha ke liye sirf meri ban jayegi. Missing your body, baby."

Ye sunte hi Trupti ka jism ek baar phir aag ugalne laga. Usne mehsoos kiya ki uske nipples kurti ke neeche sakht ho rahe hain. Tabhi Sanjeev ne karwat badli aur Trupti ka dum nikal gaya. Usne jaldi se wo voice note delete kiya aur phone side mein rakh diya. Uska dil kisi hathode ki tarah dhadak raha tha. 'Ye sab khatam hona chahiye... main barbaad ho jaungi,' usne khud se kaha. Par agle hi pal usne apni aankhein band kin aur Abhay ke chehre ko yaad karne lagi. Uska mann keh raha tha ki ye galat hai, par uska jism chilla raha tha ki use yahi chahiye. Goa ki aazaadi ne use ek aise raste par laa khada kiya tha jahan mangalsutra ki maryada aur hawas ki aag ke beech wo poori tarah jali ja rahi thi.