Misc. Erotica Maa bani Classmate (Completed )

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Purane, veerani se bhare classroom ke andar ki hawa abhi bhi dono ki garam saanso aur ajeeb si chubhni wali khamoshi se bhari hui thi. Trupti ki light pink kurti abhi bhi thodi si upar sarki hui thi, jiske neeche uski gori, makhmali kamar par Rahul ki ungliyon ke laal nishaan saaf chhap chuke the. Uski chut ke gehre hisse mein Rahul ka garam, gaadha aur chhatpatata hua cum abhi bhi ubal raha tha, jo dheere-dheere riksar uski reshami panty ke feebric ko bhigota hua niche ki taraf tapak raha tha. Uski taange abhi bhi us shiddat bhare jhatke se kaanp rahi thin, aur chehra sharm aur paseene ki choti-choti boondo se bhara hua tha.

Rahul ne jab apna lund uski gili aur garam chut se bahar nikaala, toh ek halki se chipchipi awaaz hui. Usne Trupti ki bhari hui peeth par ek aakhri, zoradar maalikana thappad maara — jiski goonj se Trupti ke jism mein ek siharan daud gayi. Rahul uske bilkul kareeb jhuka, uski gardan par apni garam saanse chhodte hue ek dheemi par poori tarah se dominant awaaz mein bola, “Jaao Mummy… Abhay canteen mein tumhara wait kar raha hoga. Apni acting bilkul perfect rakhna. Aur haan… jo bhi plan wo tumhare liye bana raha hai, uske baare mein mere saamne bilkul anjaan ban kar rehna. Dimag mein baath ghusi ya nahi? Samajh gayi?”
Trupti ne kaanpte hue, bina upar dekhe haan mein sir hila diya. Uski badi-badi aankhon mein is waqt sharm, pakde jaane ka darr, aur ek ajeeb sa bebas samarpan (submission) saaf jhalak raha tha. Usne jaldi-jaldi kaanpte haathon se apni kurti ko neeche kiya, bikhre hue baalon ko ungliyon se sahara, aur dupatte ko is tarah se oadha taaki uski chhati par ubharte hue nishaan chhup sakein. Apni geeli aur bhari hui panty ko adjust karte hue jab wo classroom ke bhari darwaze se bahar nikli, toh har ek kadam badhaane par uski chut ke andar se Rahul ke garam cum ka bahar nikalna usko andar tak jhinjhod raha tha, use baar-baar yaad dila raha tha ki wo apni hi bete ke nishaan lekar uske dost ke paas ja rahi hai.
Canteen ki taraf badhte hue Trupti ka dil seene ko cheer kar bahar aane ko betaab tha. Usne gehri saans li aur apne chehre par ek aisi masoom aur sharmilee muskaan saja li jo college ki kisi bhi 21 saal ki ladki ke chehre par hoti. Uska ye roop jaan-bujhkar tha — wo dikhana chahti thi ki wo ek sharmilee classmate hai jo jaanti hai ki Abhay uske liye kuch bada, personal aur permanent plan kar raha hai.



Canteen ke usi purane table par Abhay baitha tha jahan unka poora group aksar judta tha. Jaise hi Abhay ki nazar Trupti par padi, uske chehre par ek ajeeb si chamak aur sukoon aa gaya.

“Trupti… yahan aao, baitho,” Abhay ne poore haq aur pyaar se uske liye chair khiskai. Trupti ne apni aadat ke mutabik thoda sharma kar sir jhukaya aur uske bilkul paas baith gayi. Uski light pink kurti ke deep neck se uska gora cleavage thoda sa jhalak raha tha, aur uske gore kaandhe — jahan Rahul ke daant ke nishaan abhi bhi thode laal the — kapdo ke neeche chhup kar fadfad rahe the. Abhay ne bina waqt ganwaye table ke neeche se pyaar se uska narm haath apne haath mein liya aur dheere se uski aankhon mein dekhte hue bola, “Aaj lecture ke baad kuch zyada hi thak gayi lag rahi ho… chehra bilkul laal hai. Sab theek hai na, jaan?”
Trupti ne halke se muskurate hue haan mein sir hila diya. Uski aankhon mein wohi shyness thi, jaise wo Abhay ke jazbaaton ko padhne ki koshish kar rahi ho. “Haan… bas thodi assignment ki thakaan hai. Tum library gaye the na? Wo saare notes le aaye?”
Dono is romantic aur sharmile mahaul mein baatein kar hi rahe the ki canteen ke bahar ek heavy bike ki aawaz goonji. Rahul ne apni bike ko stand par lagaya aur poore aathmandir aur dominant andaaz mein canteen ke andar dakhil hua. Black tight t-shirt aur jeans mein uska shareer aur bhi zyada chauda aur taakatwar lag raha tha. Usne aate hi raste se Kriti aur Shital ko bhi apne saath le liya taaki mahaul poori tarah normal lage.









Rahul seedha aaya aur bina kisi jhijhak ke Trupti ke bilkul paas wali chair par baith gaya. Table ke neeche koi kuch dekh nahi sakta tha, isliye Rahul ne jaan-bujhkar apna taakatwar pair Trupti ki nangi, gori jaangh par zor se ragad diya — ek aisa secret aur khatarnak reminder jisne Trupti ki saansein ek pal ke liye rok din.

“Arre waah… aaj toh poora group ek hi table par jama hai,” Rahul ne ek shaitani par normal lagne wali muskaan ke saath bola. Kriti aur Shital ne turant haan mein haan milayi aur sab log exams, college ke aakhri dino ke assignments aur aane wale events par baatein karne lage. Bahar se Trupti bilkul aam ladkiyon ki tarah has rahi thi, par table ke neeche uski jaanghein Rahul ke pair ki garmi se tap rahi thin, aur uski chut mein abhi bhi wahi cum maujood tha jo thodi der pehle uske andar chhoda gaya tha. Rahul ka wo narm par taakatwar dabav use bata raha tha ki duniya ke saamne chahe jo ho, asli maalik kaun hai.
Thodi der baad, mahaul ka maza lete hue Rahul ne Abhay ki taraf dekha aur bohot hi dosti wale leheje mein bola, “Bhai, library wala wo assignment mujhe bhi thoda check karna hai. Chal bahar chalte hain, dono milke ek baar sort kar lete hain.” Abhay ne bina kuch soche haan kaha aur dono uth kar canteen ke pichhe wale hisse mein chale gaye, jahan ek purana, ghana banyan tree (bargad ka ped) tha — ek aisi jagah jahan canteen ka shor nahi aata tha aur koi unki baath nahi sun sakta tha.
Wahan pahunchte hi Abhay ke chehre par ek ajeeb si khushi aur bechaini dono thhi. Usne Rahul ke kaandhe par haath rakha aur dheere se bola, “Rahul… main sach mein ab aur intezar nahi kar sakta. Exams khatam hote hi main Trupti ko shaadi ke liye propose karne wala hoon. Jo tu ne mujhe wo private aur romantic setting ka idea diya tha na, wo mere dimag mein baith gaya hai. Wo perfect hai uske liye. Par yaar, akele sab arrange karna, ring select karna, decoration dekhna… thoda mushkil ho raha hai.”
Rahul ke chehre par ek aisi shaitani muskaan aayi jise Abhay ki bholi aankhein padh nahi sakin. Rahul ke andar ek ajeeb sa current dauda — apni hi maa ke shaadi ke proposal ko khud apne haathon se setup karne ka maza hi ajeeb tha. Usne Abhay ke kaandhe ko thapthapaya aur bola:
“Tension kyun leta hai bhai? Tera bhai khada hai na yahan. Main poori madad karunga teri is proposal night ko yaadgar banane mein. Par dekh, humein sab akele karne ki zarurat nahi hai. Humein kuch trusted logon ko involve karna chahiye taaki Trupti ko shak bhi na ho aur kaam bhi smooth ho jaaye. Kriti toh meri girlfriend hai, wo ladkiyon ki pasand achhi jaanti hai toh decoration aur ring selection mein help kar degi. Shital bhi hamare group ke liye bohot loyal hai — wo baaki arrangements aur secrecy maintain karne mein perfect rahegi. Aur agar zarurat padi toh kisi aur purane ya trust-worthy bande ko bhi involve kar lenge. Tu bata, tera kya khayal hai? Kis-kis ko bolna hai?”
Abhay ka chehra khushi se khil utha, use laga Rahul uske liye apna sab kuch laga raha hai. “Haan bhai! Tu bilkul sahi keh raha hai. Kriti aur Shital ko involve kar lete hain, wo dono Trupti ke bohot close hain hostel mein. Tu jaisa plan banayega, main aankh band karke tere hisaab se sab arrange karunga. Thanks yaar!”
Rahul ne andar hi andar ek behad twisted aur ganda maza lete hue socha ki kaise wo apni maa ki is ‘proposal night’ ki ek-ek detail ko khud apne mutabik chalayega, jahan Abhay toh sirf ek mohra hoga aur asli khel uske aur uski maa ke beech chalega.
Dono wapas canteen ke table par laut aaye. Trupti abhi bhi wahan baithi hui thi, uske chehre par abhi bhi wahi sharmilee aur halki si excited chamak thi. Jaise hi Rahul aur Abhay wapas aakar baithe, baatein phir se normal ho gayin. Par Trupti ki aankhein baar-baar Rahul aur Abhay ke chehro ko dekh rahi thin, uski aankhon mein wahi jaan-bujhkar chhupi hui shyness thi — jaise wo achhe se samajh rahi ho ki ye dono bahar uske hi aane wale kal ka faisla karke aaye hain, par wo openly kuch nahi bol sakti thi.
Canteen ki us masti, hasi aur dosto ke shor ke beech, table ke neeche Rahul ka pair ek baar phir se Trupti ki jaangh par dheere-dheere aur gehrayee se ragad raha tha. Wo dabav, wo garmi Trupti ko andar tak sharam se laal kar rahi thi, aur Rahul ka wo touch use har second yaad dila raha tha ki chahe Abhay uske haath mein shaadi ki ring pehna de, par uski aane wali har suhaag raat ka pehla aur asli haqdaar sirf aur sirf uska apna beta hi rahega.



College khatam hone ke baad shaam dhalte-dhalte Trupti apne hostel room mein wapas laut aayi thi. Usne kamre ka darwaza andar se band kiya aur thakaan se bhare jism ke saath bed par let gayi. Ek narm sa dupatta odh kar jab usne apni aankhein band kin, toh uski saanso mein abhi bhi wahi garam aur chipchipa ehsaas tha jo Rahul ne uske jism mein chhoda tha. Uski chut ke andar abhi bhi thodi si wetness baki thi, jo use baar-baar us purane classroom ki yaad dila rahi thi. Par is sabke beech, uske dimaag mein Abhay ka wo narm, pyaara aur izzat se bhara chehra baar-baar ghoom raha tha. Trupti ki aankhon mein is waqt ek ajeeb si sharm, bechaini aur excitement ki chamak ek saath thi—wo jaanti thi ki kuch bahut bada, bahut hi personal hone wala hai. Rahul ki wo dominant aawaaz uske kaano mein abhi bhi goonj rahi thi—*“Proposal ke baare mein mere saamne bilkul anjaan ban kar rehna.”* Wo ek aisi kashmakash mein fassi thi jahan ek taraf uske bete ka khaufnak maalikana haq tha, aur doosri taraf ek sachha, izzatdaar pyaar jo use ek normal zindagi ki umeed de raha tha.
Usi shaam theek 7:30 baje, college se thoda door ek shaant aur premium cafe ke corner cabin mein group jama hua tha. Abhay ne jaan-bujhkar Trupti ko is meeting se door rakha tha kyunki ye uske liye poori tarah se ek bada surprise hone wala tha. Cafe ki madham roshni mein ek badi se round table ke chaaron taraf Kriti, Shital, Rahul aur Abhay baith gaye. Jagah poori tarah se private thi, jahan unki aawaaz cabin se bahar nahi ja sakti thi.
Abhay ka chehra excitement aur bechaini se laal ho raha tha. Usne table par thoda aage jhukte hue shuru kiya, “Doston… ab aur intezar nahi hota. Main exams ke aakhri paper ke theek agle din Trupti ko shaadi ke liye propose karne wala hoon. Rahul bhai ne jo ek secluded aur romantic setting ka idea diya tha, maine usko dhyaan mein rakh kar kuch cheezein finalize ki hain. Aaj humein ek-ek detail plan karni hai taaki koi gadbad na ho.”
Rahul ne apni coffee ka mug uthaya aur bohot hi cool, normal andaaz mein sir hilaya. Lekin uski black eyes mein is waqt ek behad dark aur shaitani chamak thi. Table ke neeche uski mutthi bheenchi hui thi par uske lund mein ek ajeeb sa nasha, ek ajeeb si garmi daud rahi thi. Usne ek gehri saans li aur bola, “Bata Abhay, tera kya vision hai? Main aur ye dono khade hain na, poora setup perfect karwayenge. Bolta ja.”
Abhay ne ek diary nikali aur poore josh ke saath apni planning kholi:
“Pehle location—maine city se lagbhag 40 kilometer door ek private, luxurious farmhouse cottage book kiya hai. Wahan ek private garden hai jo seedha lake view ki taraf khulta hai. Shaam ke 6 baje ke baad wahan koi staff nahi rahega, complete privacy. Main Trupti ko exams khatam hone ki khushi mein ek short drive ke bahane wahan le jaunga.”
Kriti ne ek lambi smile di aur bohot excited hote hue bola, “Wow Abhay! Yeh toh bohot hi dreamy hai. Decoration ka poora kaam mera raha. Main cottage ke bedroom aur garden ko fairy lights aur red rose petals se saja dungi. Bedroom mein ek beautiful mirror setup karenge jahan Trupti ready ho sake, aur background mein ek soft, romantic playlist chalti rahegi. Usko bilkul ek raani jaisa feel aana chahiye.”
Shital ne bhi apni excitement share karte hue add kiya, “Aur food aur catering main handle kar lungi. Heavy khana nahi rakhenge—Trupti ka favourite paneer tikka, light salad aur dessert mein ek special heart-shaped chocolate cake hoga, jispar red icing se likha hoga: *‘Will You Marry Me?’* Safety ke liye main ek trusted driver arrange kar dungi jo tum dono ko drop karke gate ke bahar wait karega.”
Rahul ye sab sun raha tha. Har ek shabd—farmhouse, private bedroom, rose petals, cake—uske dimaag mein ek ajeeb sa toofan khada kar raha tha. Uske andar ek taraf bhayanak jalan aur jealousy ubal rahi hi ki koi doosra mard uski maa ko apni patni banane ke khwaab dekh raha hai, use izzat dene ja raha hai. Lekin doosri taraf, uske andar ka twisted, bhediya nasha use aur zyada harni kar raha tha. Wo andar hi andar soch raha tha ki *‘Yeh saala jiske liye decoration kar raha hai, jise apni dulhan banana chahta hai, wo asliyat mein meri rakhail hai… meri chhinali hai jise main jab chahe bench par bend kar deta hoon.’* Is gande aur kamuk khayal ne uske lund ko pant ke andar pathar ki tarah sakht kar diya. Uske honton par ek sadi hui, shaitani muskaan aayi aur usne poore dominant andaaz mein apna suggestion diya:
“Sab kuch badhiya hai, par isko thoda aur wild aur special banate hain. Garden ke lake view ke paas ek narm sa canopy setup karwana fairy lights ke neeche. Wahan tum dono baithna aur wahan tum use ring pehnana. Aur ring ki chinta mat karo, wo main launga—ek classic, expensive diamond solitaire ring. Trupti ki ungliyon par wo bohot suit karegi, mujhe uski pasand achhe se pata hai. Uske baad jab tum use andar bedroom mein le jaoge… toh wahan rose petals aur silk bedsheet ke saath champagne ka ek balti zaroor rakhna. Par haan, champagne zyada mat pilana… Trupti ko poore hosh mein rehna chahiye jab wo tumhare proposal ka jawaab haan mein de.”
Abhay ki aankhein khushi se chamak uthin, wo Rahul ke is boundary-less involvement se poori tarah emotional ho gaya. “Bhai! Tu sach mein genius hai. Mujhe toh ring ka size bhi nahi pata tha, tu toh family jaisa hai, tu secretly uska size dekh lena college mein. Tera ye ehsaan main kabhi nahi bhoolunga.”
Rahul ne smile di, par uski aankhon mein chhupi vasna aur ganda maza Abhay nahi dekh paya. Rahul andar hi andar soch raha tha ki wo ring wo khud choose karega, aur jab Abhay wo ring uski maa ki ungli mein pehnayega, toh Trupti ki chut mein uske bete ka cum ubal raha hoga.
Rahul ne baat ko aage badhaate hue ek aur shaitani chaal chali, “Aur ek sabse zaroori baat—security. Farmhouse thoda alag-thalag hai, isliye main apne dad ke contacts use karke wahan kuch private security guards deploy karwa dunga jo periphery par rahenge taaki koi unwanted interruption na ho. Tum dono andar bilkul safe rahoge.”
Kriti ne beech mein poocha, “Par Rahul, Trupti ko invite kaise karenge? Wo surprise kaise rahega?”
Abhay ne turant jawab diya, “Main usko bolunga ki poore group ka ek chota sa exam celebration trip hai, par end moment par tum sab backout kar jaana aur main usko akele lekar nikal jaunga. Rahul bhai, tu bas door se sab monitor karte rehna agar koi zaroorat pade toh.”
Rahul ne apna twisted nasha chhupate hue dheere se sir hilaya, “Main sab handle kar lunga, Abhay. Tum log bas atmosphere ko jitna ho sake romantic aur deep banao. Trupti ko lagna chahiye ki ye uski zindagi ka sabse khoobsurat, sabse haseen din hai… aur main ye khud apni aankhon se ensure karunga.”
Meeting ke aakhri hisse mein group ne baaki choti details final kin—timing (shaam ke theek 6 baje pick-up), Abhay ka formal outfit, aur ek digital camera setup jo Rahul ne suggest kiya tha taaki ‘yaadein’ record ho sakein (asliyat mein Rahul wo footage apne maze ke liye chahta tha).
Abhay ne bohot emotional hokar sabka haath pakda, “Thank you so much yaar. Agar tum log na hote toh main itna bada step kabhi nahi le paata. Trupti ko andaza bhi nahi hai ki uske pichhe kya khichdi pak rahi hai.”
Sab log hase aur plan finalize karke cafe se bahar nikalne lage. Rahul sabse aakhri mein utha. Usne apni heavy bike ki chabi ungli par ghumayi aur cafe ki dhalte hue andhere mein ek gehri saans li. Uska jism is twisted situation se poori tarah excited ho chuka tha. Usne ek aakhri baar pichhe mudkar dekha aur dil mein socha—*“Propose kar le Abhay… jitna pyaar dikhana hai dikha le. Par us farmhouse ke band kamre mein, us haseen raat ko, teri dulhan ki suhaag raat ka pehla aur sabse wild round mera hi hoga. Wo roye ya tadpe, par chdegi wo mere hi lund par.”*
Shaam poori tarah se dhal chuki thi aur har koi apne ghar ja chuka hostel. Trupti apne room mein leti hui, aane wale kal ke sharmile khwaab dekh rahi thi, is baat se bilkul anjaan ki uski izzat, uske pyaar aur uske hi bete ka ye khaufnak aur kamuk khel ab ek aisi aag ki taraf badh raha tha jahan sab kuch raakh hone wala tha.





Raat ke 11:30 baj chuke the. Hostel ke us chote se kamre ke andar poori tarah khamoshi thi, bas ek kone mein jalta hua dim yellow bulb poore mahaul mein ek ajeeb sa roshni aur andhere ka saaya failaye hue tha. Kamre ka bhari darwaza andar se double-lock tha. Bed par, sheets poori tarah bikhri hui thin. Rahul apni maa ke nange, voluptuous jism ke upar poore vazan ke saath leta hua tha—dono bilkul nange the, jism se jism is tarah chipka tha ki hawa nikalne ki bhi jagah nahi thi. Rahul ka mota, garam aur sakht lund abhi bhi Trupti ki 38-28-38 waali bhari hui chut ke andar poori tarah dhasa hua tha. Dono ne abhi-abhi ek behad wild, bhaari aur paseene se tar-batar round khatam kiya tha, jiske baad Trupti ki chut abhi bhi Rahul ke garam, gaadhe aur chipchipe cum se labalab bhari hui thi. Wo safed cum dheere-dheere unki jaanghon se hota hua bedsheet ko geela kar raha tha.

Rahul ne bina der kiye apna chehra Trupti ke bilkul paas le aaya. Uski narm, permanent pinkish lips jo is waqt poori tarah geeli thin, unpar apne hont rakh diye aur unhe dheere-dheere chusna shuru kiya. Pehle halke se, phir dheere-dheere aur gehra. Uske daant Trupti ke narm neeche wale hont ko halke se dabate hue kaat rahe the. Rahul ko uski maa ke hont chusne ka ek ajeeb sa nasha tha—wo unke swad mein is tarah khoya tha ki chhod hi nahi pa raha tha. Trupti ne bhi is baar bina kisi jhijhak ke apna muh khol diya aur bete ki jeebh ko apne andar aane diya. Uski apni jeebh Rahul ki jeebh se lapat rahi thi, aur kamre mein sirf unke kissing ki geeli, chipchipi aawazein—“Mmm… slurp… shmack…”—goonj rahi thin.




Trupti ki saansein abhi bhi tez thin, aur uska poora jism aakhri orgasm ke jhatke se halka-halka kaanp raha tha. Rahul ka lund chut ke andar hi andar halke se harkat kar raha tha, jaise wo abhi bhi uske jism par apna claim thonk raha ho.

Trupti ne gehri saans lete hue, ek behad dheemi aur thaki hui aawaaz mein poocha, “Tum log… shaam ko bahar gaye the na… cafe mein?”
Rahul ne kissing roki, par apna chehra door nahi kiya. Uska chehra thoda upar utha aur wo seedha Trupti ki aankhon mein dekhne laga. Uska ek haath upar gaya aur usne Trupti ke ek bhaari, narm 38D boob ke nipple ko apni ungliyon ke beech pakad kar zor se pinch kar diya.
“Ahh… mmm…” Trupti ke muh se ek soft, nashili moan nikal gayi, aur uski aankhein ek second ke liye band ho gayin.
Rahul ne uske hont ke bilkul paas apni jeebh nikali aur Trupti ki lips ko lick karte hue dheere se bola, “Haan… gaye the. Poora group tha wahan.”
Trupti ne aankhein kholi. Uski aawaaz mein ek bechaini aur utsukta dono thi, “Kya… kya baat hui tum dono ke beech?”
Rahul ne jawab dene ke bajaye phir se uske hont par attack kar diya. Is baar usne neeche wale hont ko zor se bite kiya aur use poori taakat se chusne laga, jisse Trupti ke muh se ek dabee hui aawaaz nikli—“Mmmph…”
Rahul ne uske hont chhodte hue apni bhaari, mardana aawaaz mein bola, “Aapko propose karne ki poori planning hui hai wahan… Mummy. Exams ke agle hi din, ek alag farmhouse par.”
Trupti ne jaise hi Rahul ke muh se ye suna, uske chehre ka rang badal gaya. Uski badi-badi aankhon mein ek pal ke liye sachhi khushi aur sukoon ki chamak daud gayi. Wo jaanti thi ki Abhay unke rishte ko lekar serious hai, par apne hi bete ke muh se ye sunna uske dil mein ek ajeeb sa nasha bhar gaya. Uski aankhein khushi se chamak uthin ki aakhirkaar use ek izzat ki zindagi milne wali hai.





Rahul ne apni maa ke chehre par wo badlaav dekh liya. Usne apna chehra neeche kiya aur seedha Trupti ke bhaari boobs par apne hont rakh diye. Ek nipple ko poora muh mein bhar kar wo use bachhon ki tarah zor-zor se chusne laga, aur doosre nipple ko apne haath se masalta raha. Trupti ke muh se ek lambi siskari nikal gayi, par is baar uske dil mein Abhay ke liye pyaar aur Rahul ke liye ek ajeeb sa shukrana tha. Usne apne dono haath Rahul ke baalon mein daal diye aur pyaar se uske sir ko sehlane lagi, jaise wo apne bete ko dua de rahi ho.

Rahul ne thodi der tak uske boobs ko chusa, phir chut ke andar apne lund ko ek baar phir se tight karte hue ghumaya aur bola, “Aapko pata hai na Mummy… shaadi ke baad bhi aap meri hi rahogi. Jab bhi main chaahunga… jaise abhi main aapko dabaye hue hoon, aapko mujhe dena padega.”
Trupti ne is baat par bura nahi maana. Usne Rahul ke chehre ko dono haathon mein bhara aur uske honton par ek gehri, pyaari kiss ki. Us kiss ke beech hi usne bohot hi bhare hue gale se, rote hue kaha, “Rahul… beta… thank you. Thank you mujhe Abhay se shaadi karne ki ijazat dene ke liye. Tu jaanta hai na main usse kitna pyaar karti hoon… wo mujhe kitna sukoon deta hai. Tu ne mujhe ye khushi di, main tera ye ehsaan kabhi nahi bhoolungi. Par tu chinta mat kar… tu mera beta hai, mera apna khoon hai. Main hamesha teri hi rahungi… chahe kuch bhi ho jaaye, main tere is haq ko kabhi nahi chheenungi.”





Trupti ke muh se Abhay ke liye wo saccha pyaar aur khud ke liye ‘ehsaan’ ka shabd sunte hi Rahul ke andar ka bhediya poori tarah jaag utha. Uska possessive junoon aur uski vasna ka control poori tarah se toot gaya. Usse aur bardaasht nahi hua ki uski maa kisi aur ke pyaar ke liye use thank you kahe. Usne Trupti ko poori taakat se noch liya—ek haath se uske bhaari boob ko bhincha aur doosre haath se uski kamar ko pakad kar jhatke se apna lund chut se bahar nikaala.

Rahul ne apna cum se sana hua garam lund Trupti ki geeli chut ke muh par ragadna shuru kiya. Lund ka mota supada uski clit par baar-baar ragad kha raha tha, jisse Trupti ka jism bechain hokar aage-piche hone laga. Phir, bina koi mauka diye, Rahul ne ek hi zoradar, khaufnak dhakke mein poora lund andar tak dhasa diya.
“AAHHH… Rahul…!” Trupti ke muh se ek bahut hi heavy aur dard-o-pleasure se bhari moan nikal gayi. Uska jism bed par ek jhatke se seedha ho gaya.
Rahul ne uske chehre ko dono haathon se jakad liya aur uski aankhon mein ghoorte hue bola, “Tum Abhay ko haan bol sakti ho… poori chhoot hai tumhein!”
Trupti ki aankhon se ab aansu behne lage—par ye khushi aur rahat ke aansu the. Uski aankhein chamak rahi thin. Rahul ne bina ruke dhakke marne shuru kar diye—tez, gehre aur bilkul jaanwaro ki tarah possessive. Har dhakke ke saath Trupti ki chut se geeli aur chipchipi aawazein pooray kamre mein goonj rahi thin.
Trupti ne Rahul ki is darindagi ko poore pyaar se accept kiya. Usne Rahul ko apni baahon mein kaske hug kar liya, uska chehra Rahul ke chaude seene se chipak gaya. Rahul upar se lagatar dhakke maar raha tha aur Trupti khushi ke maare use aur tight hug kiye ja rahi thi. Uski heavy moans Rahul ke kaano ke paas takra rahi thin.
“Ahh… ahh… Rahul… beta… haan… aur zor se… mmmph… main teri hi hoon… hamesha teri rahungi… main Abhay ko haan bolungi… par tu mujhe aise hi chodte rehna… aaahhh! Mujhe is haq se door mat karna!”
Rahul ne uske rote hue chehre ko dekha, uske aansuon ko apni jeebh se chat liya aur dheere se bola, “Rona mat… ye khushi ke aansu hain na? Bol… Abhay ko haan bolegi na?”
Trupti ne uske seene mein apna sir chhupate hue, ek behad gandi aur kamuk moan ke saath kaha, “Haan… bolungi… par tu mujhe kabhi mat chhodna Rahul… main teri maa hoon, teri randi bhi hoon… aaahhh… aur zor se chodo mujhe, poora andar tak faad do!”
Rahul ka josh ab aakhri hadd paar kar chuka bha. Usne Trupti ki dono bhaari taangon ko uthaya aur apne kaandhon par rakh liya, aur ab poore vazan ke saath neeche ki taraf jhatke marne laga. Bed ki lakdi zor-zor se aawaz kar rahi thi. Trupti ki lagatar nikalti heavy moans aur Rahul ki saanso ki garmi se hostel ka wo chota sa kamra ek wild suhaag raat ka maidaan ban chuka tha.
Dono ek doosre mein poori tarah se gum ho chuke the. Trupti Rahul ko apni zindagi ka sabse bada shukriya ada kar rahi thi aur Rahul apni hi maa ko uske hostel bed par poore maalikana haq ke saath chod raha tha. Uski chut abhi bhi purane aur naye cum ke mix se poori tarah lala-lab thi.





Rahul… beta… main sirf teri hoon… chod mujhe… aaahhh!”

Rahul ne uske hont ko ek aakhri baar chus-te hue kaan mein bola, “Haan Mummy… tu meri hi rahegi… shaadi ke baad bhi… jab chaahunga tab yahan aakar chodunga… samajh gayi?”
Trupti ne sir hilate hue ek aur lambi moan ke saath haan kaha. Dono ki saansein ab ek ho chuki thin, aur Rahul ka lund andar hi andar phool kar fatne ko taiyar tha. Yeh raat abhi bohot lambi hone wali thi.