Misc. Erotica Maa bani Classmate

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Storage room ke us andhere mein Trupti abhi bhi us bhayanak orgasm ke nashe mein choor thi. Uska dimaag dizzy tha, saansein ukhdi hui thin, aur shareer bilkul dhila pad gaya tha. Use hosh hi nahi tha ki uski jaanghon ke beech se hatkar wo saaya ab uske chehre ke samne khada ho gaya hai.

Rahul ne bina der kiye apna sakht lund nikaala. Ye pal uske liye barso ki mehnat aur sabr ka nateeja tha. Usne dekha ki Trupti ka muh halka sa khula hai aur wo haanf rahi hai. Usne apna lund seedha uske hothon ke paas laya.
Trupti, jo abhi bhi andhere mein us shaks ko Abhay samajh rahi thi, ne bina kisi virodh ke apna muh poora khol diya. Usne mehsoos kiya ki ek garam aur sakht cheez uske gale tak utar rahi hai. Usne use poora andar le liya (took it all in), jaise wo apne 'handsome dude' ki har ek pyaas bujha dena chahti ho.
Rahul ne ab kisi bhookhe shaitaan ki tarah fastly in rush uske muh ko chodna (face-fucking) shuru kiya. Uski raftaar tez thi, uska har dhakka Trupti ke gale ki gehraiyon tak ja raha tha.
Ghup... Ghup... Ghup...



Trupti ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayin. Ye 'rehearsal' ab ek jung ban chuki thi. Uske hothon ke kone se laar (saliva) behne lagi, par wo ruk nahi rahi thi. Rahul ne uske baalon ko kaskar piche se pakad rakha tha, uske sir ko apne lund par tezi se slide kar raha tha. Trupti ko laga ki Abhay aaj pehle se kahin zyada ganda aur aggressive ho gaya hai, par wo is 'rough' andaaz ka bhi maza le rahi thi.

Storage room mein sirf Trupti ke gale se nikalne wali gub-gub ki aawazein gunj rahi thin. Rahul ko apni Maa ke naram hothon aur unki garam saanson ka jo nasha mil raha tha, wo use pagal kar raha tha. Wo bina ruke uske muh mein dhakke maarta raha, ye jaante hue ki bahar asli Abhay kisi bhi waqt darwaza khol sakta hai.

Trupti, jo abhi bhi andhere ke dhoke mein thi, poori deewangi se us shaks ka lund chus rahi thi jise wo 'Abhay' samajh rahi thi.

Rahul ke dimaag mein ek toofan chal raha tha. Abhi kuch der pehle usne apni Maa ki chut ka wo naseela ras chakha tha jo kisi purani sharab se bhi zyada kadak tha. Usne apne man mein socha, 'Maine itni ladkiyan chodi, itne muh maare... par meri Maa... Trupti... sabse best hai. Iske hothon ki pakad aur iska chusne ka tareeka... uff!'
Par use Abhay par bohot gussa (jealousy) bhi aa raha tha. Ye soch kar ki Abhay roz is jannat ka maza leta hai, Rahul ne apni raftaar aur gandi kar di. Wo angrily uske muh ko chod raha tha, har dhakke ke saath apna poora lund uske gale ki gehraiyon (deep throat) tak utaar raha tha.
Gub... Ghup... Squelch...
Trupti ki halat dekhne layak thi. Uska sir har dhakke ke saath deewar se takra raha tha. Usne apna muh itna phailaya hua tha ki uske hothon ke kinare dard karne lage the, par wo ruk nahi rahi thi. Uski aankhon se paani nikal aaya tha aur laar (saliva) uski thodi (chin) se hote hue uski peach dress ke oopri hisse par gir rahi thi (saliva dripping). Wo poori tarah ek 'bebas randi' ki tarah apne bete ke lund ki ghulami kar rahi thi.



Rahul ka sabr ab khatam hone ko tha. Usne Trupti ke baalon ko itni zor se kheencha ki uska muh poora khul gaya aur usne aakhri ke kuch dhakke itni tezi se maare ki Trupti ka dum ghutne laga.

"Mmmphhh! Mmm-Gub!"
Rahul ne ek bhayanak guraahat ke saath apna saara garm aur gaadha veerya (cum) Trupti ke gale ke bilkul andar ugal diya. Trupti ne mehsoos kiya ki uske muh mein ek garam jwaalamukhi phat gaya hai. Usne ek pal ke liye bhi hichkichahat nahi dikhayi. Usne apne gale ki manspeshiyon ko sikoda aur kisi 'hungry predator' ki tarah us saare ras ko swallow kar liya.
Gulp... Gulp...
Usne ek boond bhi bahar nahi nikalne di. Rahul ne apna lund bahar nikaala aur Trupti wahan ghutno ke bal baithi haanf rahi thi, uske hothon par abhi bhi wo safed nishaan baaki tha. Rahul ne andhere mein hi apne kapde sahi kiye, uska gussa ab ek thandi vijay (victory) mein badal chuka tha.



Storage room ke us bhari sannate mein, jahan hawas ki mahak abhi bhi hawa mein tair rahi thi, Rahul ne koi waqt zaya nahi kiya. Jaise hi usne mehsus kiya ki Trupti ne uska aakhri katra nigal liya hai, wo kisi parchaayi ki tarah piche hata. Usne apne kapde jaldi se sahi kiye aur purane pardo ke piche se hota hua, storage room ke pichle chote darwaze se nikal gaya. Uske pairon ki aahat tak nahi hui, par uske chehre par wo shaitani muskaan thi—usne apni Maa ko uske 'Abhay' ke naam par poori tarah nichod liya tha.

Trupti wahan andhere mein ghutno ke bal baithi rahi, uska dimaag abhi bhi ghoom raha tha. Usne mehsoos kiya ki uska gala thoda chheel gaya hai aur uske hothon par ek ajeeb sa bhari-pan hai.
"Abhay?" usne dheere se pukara.
Koi jawab nahi aaya. Trupti ne ladkhadate hue haath se deewar par switch dhoonda aur light on ki. Roshni hote hi uski aankhein choundhiya gayi. Kamra khaali tha.
Trupti ne gehri saans li aur apne bikhre hue huliye ko aaine mein dekha jo ek purane cupboard par laga tha. Uska chehra laal tha, uski peach dress ki dori khuli hui thi, aur uski thodi (chin) par laar aur us 'shaks' ke ras ke nishaan chamak rahe the. Usne jaldi se ek rumaal nikaala aur apne chehre aur hothon ko saaf kiya (cleans herself).
Wo thodi confuse thi. 'Abhay ne lights ka kaha tha... par wo itni khamoshi se kaise nikal gaya? Aur wo itna 'rough' kab se ho gaya?' Par uski body itni satisfied aur dhili thi ki usne zyada socha nahi. Use laga shayad emergency ki wajah se wo jaldi mein nikal gaya hoga.
Theek usi pal, storage room ka main darwaza jhatke se khula. Abhay haanfte hue andar dakhil hua.
"Sorry, sorry Trupti! Wo short-circuit bohot bada tha, electrician ko bulana pada," Abhay ne kaha, uska chehra paseene se tar tha.
Trupti thora chounki. "Abhay... tum... tum abhi toh yahan the?"
Abhay ne herani se dekha. "Kya keh rahi ho? Main toh pichle 10 minute se main stage par electrician ke saath sir khapa raha hoon. Lights abhi theek hui hain."
Trupti ka dil ek pal ke liye dhak se reh gaya. 'Toh phir andhere mein wo kaun tha?' Par phir usne socha shayad Abhay mazaak kar raha hai ya wo khud hi madhoshi mein waqt ka hisaab bhool gayi hai.
Abhay uske paas aaya aur uski kamar mein haath daal kar use apni taraf kheencha. Usne Trupti ke hothon par ek gehra kiss kiya. Trupti ne kiss ka jawab toh diya, par use kuch 'alag' mehsus hua. Abhay ke hothon ka swad, uski saansein, aur uski pakad... wo us 'andhere wale saaye' se bilkul alag thin. Wo saaya zyada bhookha tha, zyada purana lag raha tha.




Trupti ne ek pal ke liye Abhay ko door dhakela aur uski aankhon mein dekha. "Tum... tum sach mein abhi aaye ho?"

"Haan, kyun? Kya hua?" Abhay ne pucha, uski aankhon mein sirf fikar thi.
Trupti ne ek lambi saans li aur apne dimaag ke us darr ko jhatak diya (shrugging it off). Use laga shayad andhere aur adrenaline ki wajah se use sab alag lag raha hai. "Kuch nahi... bas thak gayi hoon shayad."
Usne Abhay ke seene par sar rakh diya, par uske dimaag ke ek kone mein wo 'thanda ehsaas' abhi bhi baaki tha. Wo ye nahi jaanti thi ki jis ras ko wo nigal chuki hai, wo Abhay ka nahi, balki uske apne khoon ka tha.

Hostel ke kamre mein chhayi khamoshi Trupti ke liye ab kisi bojh ki tarah bhari ho chuki thi. Bahar fest ka shor madham pad chuka tha, par uske dimaag ke andar ek tufaan utha hua tha. Wo apne bed par baithi thi, dono haath kaanpte hue apne ghutno par rakhe the, aur uski nazrein kamre ki us sapaat deewar par tiki thin jo andhere mein thodi dhundhli lag rahi thi. Usne apni aankhein band kin toh wahi storage room ka andhera uske samne dobara chha gaya. Wo us sparsh ko bhoolna chahti thi, par uska jism abhi bhi us ajnabi junoon ki gawaahi de raha tha.

Wo mehsoos kar sakti thi ki wo encounter Abhay ke saath bitaye har pal se bilkul alag tha. Abhay ka pyaar hamesha ek mardana garmi aur haq ke saath hota tha, par wo saaya... wo kuch zyada hi 'raw' aur 'aggressive' tha. Wo pakad, wo baalon ko kheenchna, aur wo lund ka gala cheer dene wala andaaz—usme ek purani dushmani aur ek gehari pyaas mili hui thi jo Abhay ki shaksiyat se mel nahi khati thi. Usne socha ki shayad Abhay aaj bohot zyada uttejit tha, par jab Abhay ne 10 minute baad darwaza khol kar lights on kin, toh uski aankhon mein wo shaitaniyat nahi thi jo Trupti ne andhere mein mehsus ki thi.

Ek thandi si lehar Trupti ki reedh ki haddi se hote hue guzar gayi. Uska dil itni zor se dhadakne laga ki use apna dum ghut-ta hua mehsus hua. "Kaun tha wo?" usne dhire se khud se sawal kiya. Wo khayal hi itna bhayanak tha ki usne apni dono hatheliyon se apna chehra dhak liya. Kya koi aur unhe follow kar raha tha? Kya koi pardo ke peeche chhupa hua tha aur Abhay ke jaate hi usne mauke ka fayda utha liya? Trupti ko apne upar ghin aane lagi. Usne kisi anjaan shaks ko apne jism ki gehraiyon tak jaane diya, use apne lund ka swad chakhaaya, aur yahan tak ki uska sara ras nigal bhi liya, ye soch kar ki wo Abhay hai.

Usne socha ki wo Abhay ko sab bata de, par turant hi usne ye khayal jhatak diya. Abhay ka gussa aur uska junoon kisi se chhupa nahi tha. Agar use pata chala ki koi aur Trupti ko chhoo chuka hai aur Trupti ne bina virodh ke sab kuch hone diya, toh wo pagal ho jayega. Wo jealous ho jayega, shayad Trupti par hi shak karne lagega, aur unka ye haseen rishta ek jhatke mein raakh ho jayega. Trupti is naye rishte ko khona nahi chahti thi, par ye raaz ab ek zeher ki tarah uske andar phail raha tha. Guilt use har taraf se gher raha tha—wo ek married aurat thi, do bacchon ki maa, aur aaj usne kisi raah chalte stalker ko apne saath wo sab karne diya jise wo 'pyaar' samajh rahi thi.



Uski saansein ukhadne lagin aur wo kamre mein idhar-udhar tehlne lagi. Wo baar-baar apne hothon ko rumaal se ragad rahi thi, jaise wo us anjaan mard ka nishaan mita dena chahti ho. Par wo swad... wo thoda namkeen aur bohot zyada gaadha ras, uski yaadon mein dhas chuka tha. Usne khud ko samjhane ki koshish ki ki shayad wo koi waham tha, shayad andhere ki wajah se use sab alag laga. Par tabhi uske phone ki screen ek jhatke se roshan ho gayi. Ek notification ki awaz ne us sannaate ko cheer diya.

Trupti ne kaanpte haathon se phone uthaya. Wahi anonymous number tha. Uski ungliyan screen unlock karte waqt thar-thara rahi thin. Jaise hi usne message khola, uske pairon ke niche se zameen nikal gayi. Message mein likha tha, "You tasted better than I imagined. Tumhare gale ki gehrai aur wo nigalne ka tareeka... lajawab tha, Trupti."
Uski aankhon ke samne andhera chhane laga. Wo saaya koi bhatka hua musafir nahi tha. Wo use jaanta tha. Wo uska peecha kar raha tha. Aur sabse daravni baat ye thi ki wo abhi bhi kahin aas-pass hi tha, uski har siskaari ka hisaab rakhe hue. Trupti ne zor se chillana chaha, par uski aawaz uske gale mein hi phans kar reh gayi.
Agli subah dance competition hai aur Trupti ko sabke samne muskurana hai, par kya wo us 'asli' saaye ka samna kar payegi jo uske andar tak utar chuka hai?

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