Misc. Erotica Maa bani Classmate (Completed )

[Joker44]

Canteen ke us toofani din ke baad, dheere-dheere college ka mahol bilkul normal ho gaya. Rozana ki lectures ki routine shuru ho gayi, aur campus mein ab Vikki ka darr poori tarah se khatam ho chuka tha. Trupti aur Abhay ne apne Class Representative (CR) ke kaamon ko phir se sambhaal liya, banners lagana, notices board par lagana, aur baaki bacchon ki problems solve karna ab unka roz ka kaam tha.

Trupti ne ab apna poora dhyan padhai par focus karna shuru kar diya tha, kyunki unke 2nd year ke final exams bohot jald shuru hone wale the. Sanjeev Khanna ke darr aur is college life ke beech, use har haal mein achhe marks se pass hona tha.
Aaj ka din bhi aesa hi tha. Professor stage par khade hokar final exams ke important topics par heavy lecture de rahe the. Pure classroom mein sirf professor ki aawaz aur class ke sannaate mein chalte hue fans ki aawaz goonj rahi thi—*"Whirrr... whirrr..."*
Classroom ka seating arrangement humesha ki tarah alag tha. Trupti aage ki taraf girls' side mein Kriti aur Shital ke sath baithi hui thi. Usne aaj ek simple par behad attractive light pink rang ki kurti pehni hui thi, jisme uske naram 38D boobs aur patli kamar ka curve hamesha ki tarah har ladke ka dhyan bhatka raha tha. Woh lagatar notebook par notes likh rahi thi, par beech-beech mein bohot hi pyaari aur chori-chipe nigaahon se peeche mudkar Abhay ki taraf dekh leti (glancing). Jab bhi unki aankhein miltin, Trupti ek soft aur sharmilee muskaan dekar wapas padhne lagti.
Peeche, sabse last bench par Rahul aur Abhay sath-sath baithe the. Rahul hamesha ki tarah back-bench par aaram se peeth tikaye baitha tha, uske chehre par ek bohot hi cold aur dominant expressions the. Woh lecture sun toh raha tha, par uski aankhein aage baithi apni 'Mummy' ki nangi gardan aur uske bikhre baalon par hi tiki thin. Uske dimaag mein dopehar ke wo saare wild aur raw sessions chal rahe the jo usne apni maa ke sath pitaji ke bed par bitaye the.
Lecture ke beech hi, jab professor blackboard par kuch likh rahe the, Abhay dheere se Rahul ki taraf jhuka. Usne apni aawaz ko bilkul dheema aur muffled rakhte hue kaha, "Rahul... sunn na."
Rahul ne bina apna sir ghumaye, sirf apni aankhon ke kone se Abhay ko dekha aur dhime se bola, "Haan, bol. Kya hua?"
Abhay ne ek gehri saans li, uske chehre par ek ajeeb sa emotional sukoon aur fikar thi. Usne dabe sur mein kaha, "Bhai... maine tujhe us din guesthouse ke baad sahi se bhashan nahi diya. Par main dil se bol raha hoon, thank you. Tune jo mere liye aur Trupti ke liye kiya na... wo koi saga bhai bhi nahi karta. Agar tu us MLA ke samne wo data lekar khada na hota, toh aaj main shayad kisi jail mein ya shamsan mein hota."
Rahul ke honton par ek behad sadi hui, dabi hui shaitani muskaan aayi jo Abhay nahi samajh sakta tha. Rahul ko andar hi andar ek bhayanak power-trip mehsoos ho raha tha—jis mard ko usne khud cuckold banaya, jiske saamne usne apni maa ko raund diya, wahi mard aaj uske samne haath jodkar baitha tha.
Rahul ne apni bhari aawaz mein kaha, "Maine kaha tha na Abhay... doston ke beech 'thank you' nahi bolte. Jo hua, so hua. Ab sab normal hai, tu bas exams par dhyan de."
Abhay ne thoda hichkichate hue aage kaha, "Pata hai Rahul... mujhe kabhi-kabhi bada guilt mehsoos hota hai. Trupti ne mere liye kya-kya nahi jhela. Woh security officer station ka lafda... aur wo sab. Mujhe darr lagta hai ki maine uski zindagi mushkil mein daal di. Main sach mein usse bohot pyaar karta hoon, bhai. Aur mujhe lagta hai wo bhi mujhse utna hi pure pyaar karti hai."
Rahul ne jab Abhay ke muh se 'pure pyaar' aur 'Trupti' ka naam ek sath suna, toh uske track pant ke andar uska lund halka sa jhatka kha gaya. Uske dimaag mein flash hua ki kaise wahi 'pure' Trupti har raat uske neeche nangi hokar *"Rahul... mmm... oh beta..."* karke moaning karti hai aur uske raw lund ka cum apni pussy mein bharti hai.
Rahul ne apne gusse aur tharak ko kabu mein rakha aur thande sur mein kaha, "Haan... wo toh dikhta hai. Trupti sach mein bohot... *tasty*... mera matlab hai, bohot achhi ladki hai."
Abhay ne thoda aur aage jhukkar, Rahul ka haath halke se pakda. Uski saansein ab thodi tej thin, jaise wo koi bohot bada raaz kholne wala ho. "Rahul... as a friend, mujhe teri ek bohot zaroori suggestion (salaah) chahiye. Main bohot bada faisla lene wala hoon."
Rahul ne is baar apna sir ghumakar seedha Abhay ki aankhon mein dekha. "Kaisa faisla?"
Abhay ne ek baar aage baithi Trupti ko dekha, jo is waqt notebook band karke unhi ki taraf mudkar muskura rahi thi, aur phir Rahul se bohot hi dhime aur excited sur mein kaha:
"Main... main in 2nd year ke final exams ke khatam hote hi... Trupti ko officially aur permanently marriage ke liye propose karne wala hoon. Main use hamesha ke liye apna banana chahta hoon, Rahul. Tu uska sabse achha dost hai college mein... mujhe bata, main kaise propose karoon ki wo mana na kar sake?"
Yeh sunte hi Rahul ke dimaag mein ek zor ka dhmaka hua. Uski kaali aankhein gusse aur ek bhayanak jealousy se sheng ho gayin. Uske jabde kas gaye aur usne table ke neeche apni mutthi itni zor se bheenji ki uski haseen kurti mein baithi Trupti ne bhi door se dekhkar mehsus kar liya ki piche kuch badal gaya hai. Abhay ne apne hi maut ke parwane par dastak de di thi, aur yeh khel ab 2nd year ke exams ke sath ek naye, khaufnak aur madhosh mod par pahunchne wala tha.


Abhay ke muh se 'propose' aur 'marriage' jaise shabd sunte hi Rahul ke dimaag mein ek pal ke liye aag lag gayi, par doosre hi second, ek ajeeb sa current uski reedh ki haddi (spine) se hota hua uske jism mein daud gaya. Yeh gussa nahi tha, yeh ek behad dark, twisted aur 'cuckold' wali tingling sensation thi.

Rahul ko yaad aaya ki usne apni maa se vaada kiya tha—*ki is sab ke baad, wo use Abhay ke sath khushi-khushi rehne dega.* Par usne yeh nahi socha tha ki yeh baat itni jaldi haqeeqat banne wali hai. Rahul ka dimaag ek bhayanak tharki kalpana (imagination) mein ghoomne laga. Usne socha ki Trupti ke naram 38D boobs aur uski gori, makhmali kamar ko jab Abhay poore haq se dabayega, toh kaisa lagega? Woh achhe se jaanta tha ki jab wo Trupti ko apne baap ke bed par kutte ki tarah chodta hai, toh Trupti ki moans kaisi hoti hain—*"Mmmph... aahh... Rahul... beta... nikaalo mat..."*
Par jab Abhay ka wo mota 8-inch ka lund Trupti ki chut ke andar dhasenga, tab wo pyaar aur surrender mein kaisi aawazein nikalegi? Kya wo utni hi buri tarah tadpegi? Kya uski moans aur bhi lambi aur meethi hongi?
Yeh dark fantasy Rahul ke dimaag mein aate hi, classroom ke last bench par baithe-baithe uske track pant ke andar uska lund tezi se phoolne laga. Ek dum kadak, patthar jaisa lund uski jeans ke kapde ko push karne laga. Apni hi maa ko kisi aur mard ke neeche rote aur karahate hue imagine karna Rahul ke liye duniya ka sabse bada nasha ban chuka tha. Usne apni is extreme horniness ko andar dabaya, ek gehri saans li aur apne chehre par ek bohot hi calm, dostana muskaan le aaya.
"Marriage? Yeh toh bohot badi baat hai, Abhay," Rahul ne apni aawaz ko dheema aur bhaari rakhte hue kaha. "Par agar tu sach mein use chahta hai, toh tujhe use aise propose karna chahiye ki uske paas 'Na' kehne ka koi raasta hi na bache."
Abhay ki aankhein khushi aur umeed se chamak uthin. "Wahi toh main tujhse pooch raha hoon, bhai! Bata na, main kya karoon? College mein sabke samne karoon ya kisi restaurant mein le jaaun?"
Rahul ne table ke neeche apne kadak ho chuke lund ko adjust kiya aur ek shaitani dimaag lagate hue bola, "Nahi. Trupti aisi ladki nahi hai jise dikhava ya bheed pasand ho. Use sacchayi aur privacy chahiye. Exams ke aakhri din, tu use kisi bohot hi private aur akele jagah par le ja. Ek aisi jagah jahan sirf tum dono ho... aur ek ajeeb sa romantic isolation ho. Pura setup wahan kar, candles aur music ke sath, aur wahan akele mein, uski aankhon mein dekh kar use apni ring pehna. Main guarantee deta hoon, wo pighal jayegi aur poori tarah teri ho jayegi."
Yeh sunte hi Abhay ke chehre par sukoon aur khushi ki ek badi si muskaan aa gayi. Usne Rahul ka haath kaske pakad liya, "Bhai... tu sach mein genius hai! Yeh idea ekdum perfect hai. Trupti ko shanti aur privacy hi sabse zyada pasand hai. Ek private farmhouse ya kisi resort ke akele kamre mein main yeh sab plan karunga."
Abhay ne thoda aur aage jhuk kar excitement mein pucha, "Par bhai... yeh sab akele arrange karna mere liye mushkil hoga. Kya tu is proposal ki taiyaari mein meri madad karega? Ring laane se lekar us jagah ko decorate karne tak?"
Rahul ke honton par wahi sadi hui, cuckold guroor wali smirk laut aayi. Usne samne aage ki bench par baithi Trupti ki light pink kurti aur uski nangi gardan ko ghoorte hue kaha, "Zaroor, mere bhai. Teri Trupti ko hamesha ke liye tera banane ki taiyaari main khud karunga. Tujhe koi tension lene ki zaroorat nahi hai."
Abhay is baat se anjaan, khushi se muskura kar wapas professor ke lecture ki taraf dekhne laga.
Par piche baitha Rahul ab poori tarah se madhosh tha. Uski mutthi kaski hui thi aur uska kadak lund uski pant ke andar buri tarah se throb kar raha tha. Uske dimaag mein sirf ek hi tasveer chal rahi thi—ki jab Abhay us private kamre mein Trupti ko propose karke use bed par nanga karega aur apna lund uske andar daalega, toh wo bahar kisi kone se chup kar apni hi maa ko kisi aur mard se chudte hue dekhega. Uski wo moans, wo thar-tharahat... Rahul ko ab bas un exams ke khatam hone ka intezaar tha, taaki wo apni maa ko uski sabse badi 'azaadi' de kar apne sabse gande nase ko poora kar sake.

Rriiinnnggg!

College ki aakhri bell bachte hi pure classroom mein halchal shuru ho gayi. Professor ne apna register sameta aur bahar nikal gaye, aur unke peeche-peeche bacchon ka poora hujoong chillata hua corridors ki taraf bhaag nikal gaya. Abhay ne bhi jaldi se apni notebook bag mein daali aur Trupti ki taraf mudkar bola, "Trupti, tum chalo, main library se final exams ka ek assignment lekar turant canteen mein milta hoon."
Trupti ne muskura kar haan mein sir hila diya. Abhay wahan se nikal gaya, par wo is baat se bilkul anjaan tha ki classroom ke aakhri kone mein baitha Rahul abhi tak apni chair se utha nahi tha. Uski kaali, bhediye jaisi aankhein lagatar Trupti ke light pink rang ki kurti aur uske bhaari 38D boobs par tiki hui thin. Abhay ke jaane ke baad jaise hi classroom poori tarah khali hua, Rahul jhatke se utha aur aage badha.
Trupti apna bag pack kar hi rahi thi ki achanak ek majboot, garm haath ne jhatke se uski sleeveless baah ko dabocha. Usse pehle ki Trupti kuch samajh paati ya cheekh pati, Rahul ne use poore zor se khincha aur use lekar seedha pass wale ek 'Empty Classroom' ke andar dakhil ho gaya. Usne ek haath se darwaza andar se 'click' karke lock kiya aur Trupti ko deewar se slam kar diya.
"R-Rahul... yeh kya badtameezi hai? Abhay bahar hi hai, agar koi aa gaya toh...?" Trupti ne darr aur ghabraahat mein haanfte hue phusphusaya.
Rahul ke sir par is waqt Abhay ki baatein sunkar tharak aur junoon ka bhoot is qadar sawar tha ki wo poori tarah se out of control ho chuka tha. Usne ek dominant boyfriend ki tarah Trupti ki ek baat nahi suni. Usne jhatke se Trupti ko ghumaya aur use samne wali wooden bench par aage ki taraf jhuka diya—"Doggy Style" mein.
Trupti ka chehra bench ki lakdi se ja tikka, uske dono haath bench ke kinare ko kaske pakad rahe the. Rahul ne peeche se aakar bina ek pal zaya kiye Trupti ki light pink kurti ko poore zor se upar ki taraf lift kiya, jisse uski gori, nangi peeth aur uski lace panty mein qaid bhaari hips poori tarah se khul gaye.



Shut up, Mummy! Just shut up!" Rahul ne Trupti ke kaan ke paas gurate hue kaha, uski garm, bhari saansein Trupti ki gardan ko jala rahi thin. "Main pichle ek ghante se peeche baithkar us saale Abhay ke muh se tumhein propose karne ki baatein sun raha hoon. Mera lund patthar ban chuka hai... main ab aur control nahi kar sakta!"

Yeh kehte hi Rahul ne Trupti ke kapdon ke upar se hi apna ek haath uski jaanghon ke beech daal diya. Usne panty ko thoda side sarka kar apni nangi hatheli seedha Trupti ki pussy par rakh di. Foreplay na hone ki wajah se Trupti ki chut is waqt ekdum 'dry' (sookhi) thi, par Rahul ne bina ruke apni mote hatheli se us dry pussy ko buri tarah se ragadna (rubbing) shuru kar diya.
"Aaaahhh... mmmhhhh... Rahul... sss... mat karo..." Trupti ke muh se bench ki lakdi se takra kar ek behad nashiili aur dard bhari muffled moan nikli.
Dry chut par jab Rahul ki khurduri hatheli ka zordaar ragda laga, toh Trupti ke jism mein ek tezi se badhti hui electric sensation daud gayi. Uska jism sharm aur darr se kaanp raha tha, par uski pussy ke andar ka garm paani ab dheere-dheere rihna shuru ho chuka tha.
Rahul ne jab dekha ki uski maa ki chut ab uske touch se geeli aur naram ho rahi hai, toh usne apni raftar aur badha di. Usne apni lambi, moti ungliyon ko seedha Trupti ki tight chut ke andar dhasa diya—"Finger Fuck" karte hue.
“Plop... squish... mmm...” Empty classroom ke sannaate mein unke jism ki geeli aawazein goonjne lagin. Rahul apni ungliyon ko lagatar andar-bahar kar raha tha, har baar Trupti ke sensitive G-spot ko hit karte hue.
Trupti ke dono pair kaanpne lage, usne bench ki lakdi ko apni ungliyon se buri tarah dabocha. "Uhh... mmmph... Rahul... beta... bass... koi sunn lega... aahhh..."
Rahul ki tharak ab behad aggressive ho chuki thi. Woh Trupti ko is doggy style position mein poori tarah se raund raha tha. Apni ungliyon ko andar tezi se chalate hue, Rahul ne apna chehra aage badhaya aur Trupti ki nangi, gori peeth (back) par apne daant gada diye. Usne behad berahmi se uski back par ek zor ka bite (kaat) liya.
"Aaaahhh!" Trupti ke muh se ek gehri aur dardnak cheekh nikalne hi wali thi, par usne turant apna dupatta apne muh mein thuns liya. Uski peeth par Rahul ke daanton ke laal nishaan chhap gaye the. Rahul uski peeth ko apne honton se chus raha tha, aur neeche uski ungliyan Trupti ki pussy ko paani-paani kar rahi thin.
Classroom ke baahar se bacchon ke chalne ki aawazein aa rahi thin, par andar Trupti apne hi bete ke is dominant aur hardcore finger-fucking aur biting ke samne poori tarah dher ho chuki thi, uska pink kurti upar utha hua tha aur uska jism har ek jhatke par bench par machal raha tha.



Rahul ne jab mehsus kiya ki Trupti ki chut ab uski ungliyon ke ragdaane se poori tarah geeli aur paani-paani ho chuki hai, toh usne ek jhatke mein apna haath baahar nikala. Empty classroom ke sannaate mein unke jism ki geeli aawaz goonji—"Squish... plop..."

Rahul ki tharak aur horniness is waqt aasmaan chhoo rahi thi. Usne bina ek second zaya kiye apni jeans ki zip kholi aur apna kadak, garm aur mota lund baahar nikal liya. Usne Trupti ko bench par aur zyada neeche jhukaya, uski kamar ko dono haathon se kaske dabocha taaki wo hile bhi na sake, aur bina kisi warning ke apna raw lund seedha uski geeli chut ke andar dhasa diya.
"Aaaahhh... Mmmph... Rahul...!" Trupti ke muh se dupatta dabaye hone ke baad bhi ek behad gehri aur tadapti hui moan nikal gayi—"Hnnn... sss... ohhh..."
Rahul ne bina ruke pehle hi jhatke se bohot hi 'rough aur raw fuck' shuru kar diya. Yeh ek extreme heavy horny fuck tha. Rahul ke paas zyada waqt nahi tha, kyunki Abhay kisi bhi waqt canteen mein unhe dhoond sakta tha. Isliye Rahul ne apne jism ka poora zor lagakar bade-bade aur tez thrust maarna shuru kiya.
“Slap... slap... slap... squish... clack...” Empty classroom ki deewaron se unke jism ke takraane aur chut ke paani ki geeli aawazein tezi se goonjne lagin.
Trupti ka poora badan har ek hardcore jhatke ke sath bench par aage-piche uchhal raha her. Uski light pink kurti uski peeth par bikhri hui thi, aur uske bhaari 38D boobs bench ke edge se takra-takra kar buri tarah hil rahe the. Rahul ne Trupti ki gori peeth par apna seena chipkaya aur uske kaan ke paas haanfte hue tez-tez saansein lene laga.



Mmm... aah... Mummy... tumhari chut itni garm hai... saala Abhay isko chodu banakar rakhega... par asli maalik main hoon!" Rahul ne gurate hue kaha aur do-teen behad zordaar aur gehre thrust maare.

Trupti ki aankhein band thin, uski saansein bilkul ukhad chuki thin. Apne bete ki is bhayanak lust aur mardana taqat ko apne andar jhelte hue wo poori tarah se madhosh ho gayi thi. Uska jism is raw aur hardcore treatment par lagatar respond kar raha tha—"Ouuuhh... mmm... Rahul... ahh... tez... aur tez..."
Theek do minute ke is heavy aur aggressive session ke baad, Rahul ka jism poori tarah akad gaya. Uske lund ne Trupti ke pussy ke sabse aakhri kone ko hit kiya aur usne ek bhari 'growl' ke sath apna saara gaadha, garm cum Trupti ke andar hi drain (pump) karna shuru kar diya.
“Uhh... uhh... ahhh...” Rahul ke lund ne jhatke le-lekar Trupti ki chut ko apne garam paani se poori tarah bhar diya.




Trupti haanfte hue bench par dher ho gayi. Uski saansein itni bhari thin ki wo hawa ke liye gasping kar rahi thi. Usne mudkar peeche dekha, jahan Rahul apni jeans ko sahi kar raha tha, uski aankhon mein abhi bhi apni maa ke liye ek bhaari lust dikh rahi thi.

Apni saans ko thoda kabu mein karte hue, Trupti ne unkaalpi aawaz mein pucha, "Rahul... kya... kya sach mein Abhay mujhe propose karne wala hai?"
Rahul ne apni zip band karte hue ek sadi hui par pakki muskaan ke sath kaha, "Haan, Mummy. Maine khud usko tarika bataya hai. Exams ke baad wo tumhein akele mein ring pehnayega... aur main khud tumhein uske hawale karunga."
Yeh sunte hi Trupti ka dil khushi se jhoom utha. Woh itni khush hui ki wo bhool gayi ki wo kis halat mein hai. Usne turant palat kar Rahul ke gale mein apni baahein daal din aur uske honton par ek behad sachi aur 'happy kiss' kar di—"Mmm... smack..."



Trupti ne khushi-khushi apni pink kurti ko neeche kiya, apne bikhre baalon aur dupatta ko sahi kiya, aur aayine mein apna chehra dekhkar ek lambi saans li. Uski chut ke andar abhi bhi uske bete ka garam cum tapak raha tha, par uske dimaag mein Abhay ke aane wale proposal ka sapna chal raha tha. Woh ek baar Rahul ko dekhkar muskuraayi, aur bade hi aaram se empty classroom ka darwaza kholkar baahar corridor mein nikal gayi, canteen ki taraf jahan Abhay uska intezaar kar raha تھا.