Fantasy BUDHDHE SE SEAL TOD CHUDAI ,(.uske bad kai Lund se chudai)

[Anita patel]

NEW UPDATE..

Woh Guruwaar ki dopehar thi. Last period khatam hone ke baad corridor almost khaali ho chuka tha. Main apna bag uthane hi wali thi ki peeche se Sharma sir ki awaaz aayi.

“Anita… ek minute.”

Main ruki. Unhone aas-paas nazar daali, phir dheere se kaha, “Upar terrace wali storage room mein aa. Kuch baat karni hai.”

Mera dil tez dhadakne laga. Mainne sir hilaya. Woh pehle chal diye. Main thodi der baad unke peeche-peeche stairs se upar gayi. Terrace khaali tha. Ek kone mein purani storage room thi — saman rakhne wali, dhool bhari, ek hi chhoti window, bilkul private.

Sharma sir ne darwaza khola. Mujhe andar kheench liya aur darwaza band karke kundi laga di. Room mein ek purani wooden table thi, kuch broken chairs, aur ek kone mein folds kiye hue mats.

Unhone mujhe table ke against khada kar diya. Aankhon mein woh dekhne wala look tha jo ab main pehchaan chuki thi. Unhone pehle mera bag neeche phenka. Phir dono haathon se meri kurti ke neeche haath daal diya.

“Aaj poora time hai,” unhone dheemi awaaz mein kaha. “Koi nahi aayega.”

Unhone meri kurti dheere-dheere upar uthani shuru ki. Mainne haath upar kiye. Kurti sir ke upar se nikal gayi. Ab main sirf bra aur skirt mein thi. Unki nazar meri 36 ki chunchiyon par tik gayi. Unhone bra ke cups ke upar se hi unhe pakad kar dabaya.

“Itni bhaari ho gayi hain yeh…”  

Unhone bra ki hook peeche se kholi. Bra aage se nikal gayi. Meri nangi chunchiyan free ho gayiin. Sharma sir ne dono haathon se unhe pakad liya — zor se dabaya, masala, nipples ko ungliyon ke beech pinch kiya. Mainne aankhein band kar liin. Halki siskari nikal gayi.

“Ahh…”

Unhone jhuk kar ek chunchi muh mein le li. Choosne lage. Jeebh se nipple ko ghumaya, thook se geela kiya, halka sa kaata. Doosri chunchi ko haath se masalte rahe. Main table kinare ko pakde hue kaamp rahi thi.

Thodi der baad unhone skirt ki zip kholi aur neeche sarka diya. Skirt gir gaya. Ab sirf panty thi. Unhone panty ke andar haath daal kar meri chut ko chhua. Ungli se folds ke beech se sahlaaya. Main geeli thi.

“Haan… tayaar hai,” unhone kaha.

Unhone panty bhi neeche kheench di. Ab main bilkul nangi thi storage room mein. Sharma sir ne mujhe dekha — meri bhaari chunchiyan, meri geeli chut, meri kaampti saansen.

Unhone apni shirt ke buttons khole, pant ki belt kholi. Underwear ke saath neeche sarka diya. Unka lund bahar aaya — mota, hard, nasein dikhti hui. Mainne nazar jhukayi.

Unhone mujhe table par litaya. Meri peeth thandi wood se lagi. Unhone meri taangein khol diin. Apne lund ko meri chut ke muhane par tikaya. Head se geela kiya, upar-neeche ragda.

Phir dheere se pressure dalna shuru kiya.

“Ahhh… dheere…” meri awaaz nikal gayi.

Usne ek haath se meri taang aur kholi aur doosre haath se apna lund pakad kar andar dhakelna shuru kiya. Inch by inch. Meri chut phailti gayi.

“AHHH… ahhh… sir… ahhh…”

Poora lund andar chala gaya. Base meri soft lips se takraya. Mainne table kinare ko zor se pakad liya. Sharma sir ne thodi der ruk kar mujhe feel karne diya, phir dheere-dheere dhakke shuru kiye.

Bahar nikaalta… poora andar.  

“Ahh… ahh… ahh… dheere… ahh…”

Har thrust pe meri chunchiyan hilti thin. Unhone dono haathon se unhe pakad liya aur dabate hue dhakke maarte rahe. Kabhi jhuk kar ek chunchi muh mein le lete, chooste, phir doosri taraf.

Pace dheere-dheere badhne laga. Ab dhakke medium the. Table ki lakdi meri peeth se ragad kha rahi thi. Geeli awaaz nikalne lagi — thap… thap… thap…

“Ahhh… ahhh… sir… ahhh… wahan… ahhh…”

Unhone meri ek taang apne kandhe par rakh li. Angle change hote hi lund aur deep jaane laga. Main zor se siskari maari.

“AHHHH… deep… ahhh… mat… ahhh…”

Unke dhakke ab tezz ho gaye the. Har baar poora lund andar tak jata, unke balls meri gaand se takrate. Meri siskariyan room mein gunj rahi thin — dabi hui, lekin continuous.

“Ahh… ahh… ahh… ahhh… sir… ahhh…”

Unhone meri dono chunchiyon ko zor se pakad kar masalte hue last ke dhakke maare. Body tight ho gayi unki. Phir unhone apna paani meri chut ke deep mein chod diya.

“AHHH… ahhh… garam… ahhh…”

Main bhi unke saath kaamp uthi. Chut ne unke lund ko squeeze kiya. Cum andar bhar gaya. Thoda sa bahar nikalne laga.

Sharma sir kuch der aise hi andar pade rahe. Bhaari saansen le rahe the. Phir dheere se lund bahar nikaala. Cum meri chut se nikal kar table par girne laga.

Unhone meri taangein chhodi. Uth kar apni pant uthane lage. Main table par hi leti rahi — nangi, saans phoolti hui, chut se cum tipakta hua.

Unhone meri panty uthayi aur mere haath mein di. “Pehen. Jaldi.”

Main dheere-dheere uthi. Panty peheni. Bra, kurti, skirt. Haath ab bhi kaamp rahe the. Chunchiyan unke muh aur haath ke nishaan se laal thin.

Sharma sir ne door ki kundi kholi. Baahar nazar daali. Phir mujhe dekh kar kaha, “Ab class ja. Kisi se mat bolna. Kal baat karenge.”

Main bag uthaye hue storage room se baahar nikal gayi. Terrace khaali tha. Stairs se neeche utarte hue meri taangein ab bhi thodi kaamp rahi thin. Chut mein unka cum ab bhi feel ho raha tha.

college gate tak aate-aate mainne sirf ek baar peeche mud kar dekha. Storage room ka darwaza band tha.  

Aur main… phir se chup chaap apne raaste chal di.

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