Misc. Erotica Maa bani Classmate (Completed )

[Joker44]

Subah ki dhoop jab guest room ki khidki se andar aayi, toh Trupti ki aankhein khulin. Kal raat Abhay ki baahon mein mili naram, emotional rahat ke baad uski neend kaafi sukoon bhari thi, par jaise hi use yaad aaya ki aaj kaun sa din hai, uske dil ki dhadkan tezi se badh gayi. Aaj faisle ka din tha.

Usne dheere se Abhay ko dekha, jo abhi bhi gehri neend mein soya hua tha. Uske chehre par ek masoom sukoon tha. Trupti aahista se bed se uthi, apne sleeveless dress ko sahi kiya, aur dabe paaon kamre se baahar nikal gayi taaki Abhay ki neend na toote.
Jaise hi wo corridor mein aayi, saamne dining table par Rahul pehle se hi baitha hua tha. Usne ek crisp, navy blue formal shirt pehni hui thi aur wo apne laptop par kuch kaam kar raha tha. Naha-dho kar ekdum sharp aur dominant dikh raha tha. Trupti ko dekhte hi uski aankhon mein wahi purani, tharki aur possessive chamak laut aayi.
"Good morning, Mummy," Rahul ne jaan-bujhkar 'Mummy' shabd par zor dete hue dheemi aawaz mein kaha, taaki guest room tak aawaz na jaye. "Raat ko apne aashiq ko bohot sukoon diya na? Chalo, ab aaj ke asle kaam par dhyan dete hain."
Trupti ne halke se sir jhukaya aur uske paas aakar khadi ho gayi. Rahul ne jhatke se uska haath pakda aur use apni jaangh par bitha liya. Trupti ne thoda darr kar guest room ke darwaze ki taraf dekha, par Rahul ne uske ghabraahat ka maza lete hue uske kapdon ke upar se hi uske nange kaandhe ko zor se dabocha.



Mmm... Rahul, chhodo... koi dekh lega," Trupti ne ek soft, muffled moan ke sath phusphusaya.

Rahul ne uske kaan ke paas jhuk kar kaha, "Koi nahi dekhega. Suno, Dad ke PA ne meeting fix kar di hai. Shaam ko theek 5 baje, Khanna Group ke VIP Guesthouse ke suite number 404 mein Vikki ke baap (MLA) se tumhari meeting hai. Tum wahan Sanjeev Khanna ki personal corporate representative ban kar jaogi."
Rahul ne table par rakhi ek black polythene bag Trupti ke haath mein di. "Isme tumhari aaj ki dress hai. Aur isme do tablets hain... birth control pills, jo tumne kal maangi thin. Inhe abhi kha lo, aur shaam ke liye taiyaar ho jao."
Trupti ne us bag ko pakda. Uske andar goliyaan dekh kar use yaad aaya ki uska apna beta use kis hadd tak apni property bana chuka hai. Usne chupchap goli nikali aur paani ke sath nigal li.
"Aur Abhay?" Trupti ne pucha.
"Abhay ka role 5:15 baje shuru hoga," Rahul ne ek shaitani muskaan ke sath kaha. "Main guesthouse ki lobby mein uski location leak karunga. Vikki wahan pahuchega, aur haseen dhabba (trap) taiyaar ho jayega. Tum bas guesthouse ke andar apna role perfectly play karna, Mummy."
Rahul ne Trupti ke honton par ek chhota, par behad kaska hua kiss kiya, jisme uski jeebh ne Trupti ke honton ko chatte hue apna haq jataya—"Slurp..."—aur use apni jaangh se utar diya. "Ab jao, Abhay ko jagao aur use taiyaar karo. Aaj ka khel bohot lamba chalne wala hai."


Trupti ne ek gehri saans li, apna dupatta sahi kiya, aur bhari dil par ek  acting ka mukhauta chadhakar wapas guest room ki taraf badh gayi. Khel shuru ho chuka tha.

Shaam ke theek 4:45 baje Khanna Group ka VIP Guesthouse bilkul shaant aur bheed-bhaad se door thandi hawaon ke beech khada tha. Trupti guesthouse ke Suite Number 404 ke andar baithi hui thi. Rahul ne use jo kapde diye the, wo ek behad nashiili aur corporate look wali gehari emerald green rang ki saree thi, jiske sath ek kaska hua matching deep-neck blouse tha. Saree mein Trupti ka 38-28-38 ka haseen badan kisi qayamat se kam nahi lag raha tha. Uska gora seena, gehari cleavage aur nangi kamar guesthouse ke naram yellow lights mein chamak rahi thin. Usne apne baalon ko upar ek tight bun mein baandha hua tha, jisse uski gori, lambi gardan poori tarah saaf dikh rahi thi.

Theek 5 baje, darwaza khula aur andar MLA Yashwant Pratap Singh ne kadam rakha. MLA ki umar koi 50 saal ke aaspas thi, safed kurta-pyjama pehne, mote jism aur tond wala mard, jiski aakhon mein siyasi guroor aur tharak saaf jhalak rahi thi. Sanjeev Khanna ke PA ne jab use bataya tha ki Khanna Sahab ki ek personal aur behad 'khaas' lady representative unse akele guesthouse mein milegi, toh MLA ke dimaag mein pehle se hi gandi baat chal rahi thi. Rajneeti ke is purane bhediye ko laga ki Sanjeev Khanna ne naye election funds ke badle uske manoranjan ke liye yeh 'badi cheez' tohfe (gift) mein bheji hai.
MLA jaise hi andar aaya, uski raas-leela se bhari aankhein Trupti ke haseen badan par tik gayin. Usne Trupti ke bade 38D boobs aur patli kamar ko upar se neeche tak ghoora, aur uske muh se halki si laal tapakne lagi.
"Pranam, MLA sahab," Trupti ne apni aawaz ko jitna ho sake professional aur normal rakhte hue kaha aur haath jode.
MLA ne ek shaitani aur sadi hui hasi haste hue darwaza andar se band kiya aur seedha Trupti ki taraf badha. "Arrey, arrey... Khanna sahab ne sach mein kamal kar diya. Humne toh socha tha koi boorish file lekar aayega, par unhone toh hamare thake hue jism ko taza karne ke liye itna haseen tohfa bhej diya."
Trupti thoda ghabra gayi, "Sahab, aap galat samajh rahe hain. Main yahan Khanna Industries ki taraf se ek bohot zaroori..."



Hum sab samajhte hain, jaaneman," MLA ne uski baat beech mein hi kaat di. Woh bina kisi saram ke Trupti ke bilkul kareeb aakar khada ho gaya. Uske muh se sadi hui gutkha aur daaru ke gandi badboo aa rahi thi. Trupti piche hatne hi wali thi ki MLA ne jhatke se apna ek mota, bhari haath Trupti ke nangi kamar par rakh diya aur use kaske apne paas khincha.

"Mmm... Sahab... chhodiye..." Trupti ke muh se ek dabi hui, khaufnak moan nikli—"Hnnn..."
MLA ne uski ek na suni. Usne apna doosra haath aage badhaya aur Trupti ke emerald green saree ke pallu ko sarka kar, uske tight blouse mein qaid bhaari 38D breast ko poori tarah se dabocha aur behad gande tarike se 'grope' karne laga. Usne uske naram maans ko kaske bheenja, jisse Trupti ka jism kaanp utha. Kamre mein unke kapdon ke ragadne aur Trupti ki dabi hui saanson ki aawaz aane lagi—"Mmmph... ahh..."
MLA ne uske kaan ke paas apna sadi hui muh laya aur chuste hue bola, "Khanna sahab ko bolna, fund ka mamla agle paanch minute mein clear ho jayega... pehle tum hamari political thakan door karo."
Trupti buri tarah phans chuki thi. Uska jism MLA ke is gande sparsh se ghin khana shuru kar chuka tha, par use pata tha ki table par rakhe uske bag mein wo pendrive hai jisme Vikki ka sach hai. Aur theek isi waqt, clock mein 5:10 ho chuke the... yaani guesthouse ki lobby mein Abhay ko chaara (bait) banakar Vikki ko bulane ka Rahul ka countdown shuru hone wala tha. Trupti ne darr aur thakan ke beech apna sir thoda piche kiya, MLA ke mote haathon ko apne jism par jhelte hue, darwaze ki taraf dekhne lagi ki kab ye trap poori tarah se fatega.



Trupti ne apni poori taqat lagakar MLA Yashwant Pratap ke mote aur bhaari jism ko piche dhakel diya. Uska pallu thoda sarak chuka tha aur uski cleavage par MLA ke gande haathon ki laalima saaf dikh rahi thi, par is waqt uske andar ek corporate representative aur ek maa ki sakhti laut aayi thi.

MLA jhatke se do kadam piche gaya. Uske chehre par nashiila gussa chhad gaya, uski aankhein laal ho gayin. "Yeh kya badtameezi hai?! Khanna ka dimaag kharab ho gaya hai kya jo ek aisi azaad radd ko mere samne bhej diya? Tumhe pata hai main kaun hoon? Ek minute mein tumhein aur Khanna Industries ko is shehar se saaf karwa sakta hoon!" MLA ne chilate hue apni tond ko jhatka diya.
Trupti ne bina dare, bade hi thande aur confident andaaz mein apne bikhre hue pallu ko sambhala aur table ki taraf badhi. Usne apne bag se laptop nikala aur usme wo pendrive lagayi jo Rahul ne use di thi.
"Yashwant ji, main yahan aapka manoranjan karne nahi aayi hoon. Main Khanna Industries ki representative hoon, aur jo cheez main aapko dikhane wali hoon, use dekhne ke baad aap apni kursi bachane ke liye khud mere samne haath jodenge," Trupti ne bohot hi sakht aur dabi aawaz mein kaha, par uske dimaag mein chal raha tha ki kaise bahar ka trap bas shuru hone hi wala hai.
MLA ne gusse mein paas aakar laptop ki screen par dekha. Trupti ne ek video file open kar di. Screen par kisi aur ka nahi, balki uske sage bete Vikki ka chehra tha. Woh ek hostel ki ladki ko buri tarah dhamka raha tha, uske kapde phaadne ki koshish kar raha tha aur keh raha tha—"Mera baap MLA hai, koi mera kuch nahi ukhad sakta." Agli hi file ek poora database thi jisme college ki kai ladkiyon ke MMS aur blackmailing chat ke screenshots folder wise bne hue the, jisme Trupti ke sath ki gayi badtameezi bhi shamil thi.
MLA ke chehre ka rang ek pal mein safed pad gaya. Uski gusse se bhari aankhon mein ab maut ka khauf saaf dikh raha tha. "Yeh... yeh kya bakwaas hai? Yeh sab jhooth hai!" MLA ne kaanpte hue kaha.
"Yeh jhooth nahi hai, MLA sahab," Trupti ne laptop ko thoda aur aage karte hue kaha. "Yeh aapke bete Vikki ka asli cloud data hai. Agar yeh file hamare media houses aur opposition party ke paas chali gayi, toh aane wale elections toh chhodiyee, agle do ghante mein aapki party aapko laat maar kar nikal degi aur aapka beta jail mein hoga. Khanna Group aapko fund deta hai taaki aap hamara business sambhaalein, isliye nahi ki aapka beta hamare hi college mein hamari malkinon par hath dale."
MLA ka saara mardana guroor ek jhatke mein khatam ho gaya. Woh samajh gaya tha ki wo poori tarah se ghuthno par aa chuka hai. Woh haanfte hue bola, "Tum... tum kya chahti ho?"
Theek usi waqt, suite ke baahar guesthouse ki lobby mein achanak se zor-zor se chillane aur bhagne ki aawazein aane lagin. "Kahaan hai saala Abhay?! Aaj usko zinda nahi chhodunga!"—yeh Vikki ki paagalpan se bhari aawaz thi, jo apne gundon ke sath guesthouse ke andar ghus chuka tha, theek waise hi jaise Rahul ne plan kiya hai.
Trupti ne darwaze ki taraf dekha, uski saansein tez ho gayin, aur usne MLA se kaha, "Suniye... aapka beta baahar kya toofan khada kar raha hai. Ab aap khud apni aankhon se dekhiye ki wo aapki kursi ko kaise doobane aaya hai."




Suite number 404 ke bhari lakdi ke darwaze ke paar se aane wali aawazein ab aur zyada khaufnak ho chuki thin. Guesthouse ke kanch ke tootne ki 'clash... smash' aawaz aur lobby ke staff ki cheekhein saaf sunayi de rahi thin. Vikki kisi pagal bhediye ki tarah chillaye ja raha tha, "Dhoondo saale ko! Us guesthouse ke ek-ek kamre ko check karo! Abhay bach ke nahi jaana chahiye!"

Andar, MLA Yashwant Pratap ke maathe par pasine ki moti-moti boondein tapakne lagin. Ek taraf laptop par uske bete ke gande kaand chal rahe the, aur doosri taraf bahar uske bete ka yahi asle paagalpan shuru tha. "Yeh... yeh pagal kya kar raha hai yahan?" MLA ne kaanpte hue apne mote haathon se apna kurta pakda.
Trupti ne ek sadi hui, dominant muskaan ke sath apna pallu theek kiya aur kaha, "Maine kaha tha na MLA sahab, aapka beta aapki kursi ko aag lagane khud chal kar aaya hai."
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Achanak suite number 404 ka darwaza buri tarah hil utha. Kisi ne bahar se poore zor se darwaze par apni peeth mari thi. Trupti ka dil halq mein aa gaya, usne darr ke mare ek soft moan kiya—"Hnnn..."
Darwaza jhatke se khula aur andar Abhay bhaagta hua dakhil hua. Uska chehra darr aur thakan se laal tha, kapde bikhre hue the, aur saansein dhoonkni ki tarah chal rahi thin. "Trupti! Trupti bacao... Vikki apne gundon ke sath..." Abhay chilaya, par jaise hi usne samne Trupti ke sath ek safed kurte wale mote mard—apne shehar ke sabse khaufnak MLA—ko dekha, uske kadam wahin jam gaye.
Abhay ko poori tarah hosh ud chuke the. Rahul ka plan perfect timing par chal raha tha. Abhay ke theek peeche, corridor se bhaagte hue kadmon ki aawaz aayi aur hathiyar liye Vikki darwaze par aakar khada ho gaya. Uske haath mein ek lohe ka rod tha, aur aankhon mein khoon utra hua tha.
"Mil gaya saala! Abhay ke bache, aaj tera qissa..." Vikki ne chillate hue jaise hi rod uthaya, uski nazar seedha kamre ke andar khade apne baap par padi.
Vikki ke muh se shabd nikalna band ho gaye. Uska haath hawa mein hi jam gaya. "B-Baap ji? Aap... aap yahan?"
MLA Yashwant Pratap ka gussa ab aasmaan chhoo raha tha. Jab usne apni aankhon se dekha ki uska beta ek VIP guesthouse mein gundagardi karte hue, hathiyar liye ek aam larke ke peeche bhaag raha hai, aur wo bhi tab jab Khanna Industries ke paas uski poori siyasi maut ka saaman (evidence) tayyar hai, toh MLA ka dimaag phat gaya.
"Behenchod! Teri yeh majal?!" MLA ne poore zor se dahaad maari. Woh aage badha aur usne bina kuch soche-samjhe Vikki ke gundon ke saamne hi, Vikki ke gaal par ek behad zordaar aur sadata hua thappad jada—'CHATAAK!'
Vikki jhatke se deewar se ja takraya, uske haath se lohe ka rod chhoot kar farsh par gira—'Clang...'
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Baap ji... meri baat suniye... yeh Abhay..." Vikki ne apne gaal ko pakadte hue rote hue kehna chaha, par MLA ne use bolne ka mauka hi nahi diya. Usne Vikki ka collar pakda aur use neeche jhuka kar do-teen aur thappad lagatar jad diye. Kamre mein sirf MLA ke haathon ke padne aur Vikki ke rone ki muffled aawazein goonj rahi thin—"Bahuu... Baap ji mat maaro... mmmph..."

MLA ne haanfte hue, gusse se kaanpte hue Vikki se kaha, "Chup kar saale kutte ki aulaad! Teri wajah se meri poori zindagi ki kamayi aur meri kursi doobne wali hai! Tu abhi ke abhi is shehar se nikal raha hai. Agar kal subah tak tu mujhe is state mein bhi dikha, toh main apne haathon se tujhe jail mein thuns dunga! Nikal yahan se!"
Vikki ne rote hue apne gundon ki taraf dekha aur sab ke sab dabe paaon wahan se bhaag khade hue. Vikki apna chehra chupaye wahan se zillat ke sath nikal gaya.

Kamre mein ab sirf ek bhari sannaata tha. MLA ne palat kar Trupti ki taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein ab koi tharak nahi thi, sirf apni kursi bachane ki bhikh thi. "Khanna sahab se kehna... mamla hamesha ke liye khatam ho gaya. Mera beta kal subah is shehar mein nahi hoga. Aur jo videos aapke paas hain..."

Trupti ne laptop band kiya aur bade hi cold andaaz mein kaha, "Yeh files hamare paas hi rahengi, MLA sahab. Jab tak aapka beta seedha rahega, tab tak aapki kursi safe hai. Ab aap ja sakte hain."
MLA ne haanfte hue sir hilaya aur bina peeche dekhe guesthouse se nikal gaya.




Abhay wahi deewar ke paas khada hairani se Trupti ko ghoor raha tiha. Uske liye yeh kisi chamatkar se kam nahi tha. Woh aage badha aur usne Trupti ko kaske gale laga liya. Trupti ke naram 38D boobs uske seene se dab gaye, par Trupti ki aankhein darwaze ke baahar corridor ki taraf dekh rahi thin... jahan andhere kone mein khada Rahul, apna jacket pehne, ek sadi hui aur kameni muskaan ke sath unhe dekh raha tha. Rahul ne apni ungliyon se ek 'thumbs-up' ka ishara kiya, jiska matlab saaf tha—khel khatam ho chuka tha, aur ab Trupti ko uski asli keemat chukane ke liye taiyaar hona tha.