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Woh poori nangi mere saamne khadi thi, badan kaanp raha tha.
Haath apne boobs aur choot chhupane ki nakam koshish mein the.
Maine sakht awaaz mein kaha, “Haath neeche kar, meri randi. Sab kuchh dikha.”Usne majbooran haath neeche kar diye.
Us ki gehri saansein seene ko uparneeche kar rahi thi, nipples poore khade, choot geeli chamak rahi thi.Main uske bilkul paas gaya, uski chin pakad kar sar uthaya.
“Ab main tujhe chhuunga, meri randi. Aur tu jhelegi, lekin jhadegi nahi jab tak main na kahun. Yeh tera badan ab mera hai – har hissa mera khelne ka, mera todne ka.”
Usne sharm se nazar neeche ki, lekin badan garam tha.Maine uske boobs pakad liye – dono haathon se masalte hue, nipples pinch karte hue.
Usne siski li, lekin muh band rakha.
“Kitne bade bade boobs hain meri randi teacher ke,” maine bola.
“Class mein chhupati thi, lekin ab mere haathon mein hain.”
Main zor se masalta raha, nipples ko twist karte hue, uski gaand par haath ferte hue, cheeks dabate hue.
Us ki gaand moti aur tight thi, maine ungli beech mein fer di.
“Kitni moti gaand hai teri, meri randi. Chalte waqt hilti thi class mein, mera lund khada karti thi. Ab yeh gaand meri saza dene ke liye hai.”
Wo ro rahi thi, “Aryan… bas… yeh galat hai…”Main neeche haath le gaya, uski choot par ungli ferne laga – lips alag kar clit ragadne laga.
Us ki choot geeli thi, ungli aaram se andar chali gayi.Us ki saansein tez ho gayi, lekin woh chup rahi, honth dabaye hue.Maine do ungliyan andar daal di aur tez tez karne laga, clit ko thumb se zor se dabate hue.Us ki kamar halki si hilne lagi, pair kaanpne lage, lekin chehre par sakht expression – jaise jhadna nahi chahti dikha kar.Jab woh bilkul kareeb thi, maine uske clit par zor se pinch kiya.Usne ek dam se mera haath push kar diya, peeche hat gayi aur gusse mein boli,
“Bas karo Aryan! Yeh sab band karo! Tumhe sharm nahi aati? Main tumhari teacher hoon, aur tum yeh sab kar rahe ho? Main yeh nahi sahungi!”Usne haath se mujhe dhakka diya, aankhon mein gussa aur sharm mila hua.Main ek pal ke liye ruk gaya, phir aankhon mein gussa bhadak utha.
“Virodh kar rahi hai, meri randi? Muj par haath uthaya? Ab dekh kya hota hai.
”Usne peeche hatne ki koshish ki, lekin maine uske baal pakad kar kheench liya.Main phone nikala aur email app khol kar principal ka address type karne laga, attachment mein uski nangi photos add kar di aur doosra evidence bhi: school ke charity fund se chhoti amount uske personal account mein transfer ka screenshot (transaction ID, timestamp sab clear).“Ab yeh sab bhej deta hoon – charity fund ki chori ka proof aur tere nange photos – principal ko, staff group ko, police ko bhi. Teri job gayi, jail bhi ho sakti hai embezzlement ke liye, izzat gayi, ghar wale dekh lenge, sab khatam.”Usne phone dekha, uska chehra safed pad gaya.
Wo rone lagi, zor zor se, ghutno par gir gayi aur mere pairon par haath rakh kar beg karne lagi,
“Aryan… please… mat bhejo! Main mar jaungi… meri zindagi barbaad ho jayegi! Sorry… main galat thi… please ruk jao… main jo kahoge woh karungi… please mat bhejo! Main aapki randi ban jaungi, aapki gulam, kuchh bhi… bas mat bhejo!”Uske aansoon mere pairon par gir rahe the, woh ro ro kar beg kar rahi thi, badan kaanp raha tha.Main phone band kiya aur bola, “Theek hai. Lekin pehle saza.”Maine uske baal pakad kar usse god mein lita diya, uski gaand mere lap par.Pehle haath se spanking – zor zor se thappad, 10 zor ke.
Pehla thappad left cheek par – zor ki awaaz, uski gaand hil gayi, woh cheekh padi, “Ahh… dard ho raha hai!”Doosra right cheek par – laal nishaan ban gaya.
Usne roti hui kaha, “Sorry… Aryan…”Teesra aur zor ka – woh zor se cheekhi.
Har thappad par main bolta, “Meri randi, virodh ki saza hai yeh.”Chautha – uski gaand laal hoti ja rahi thi, dard se uska badan ukad raha tha.Paanchwa – woh beg karne lagi,
“Please… bas… main maan gayi…”Chhetha – zor ka, woh ro padi.Saatva – gaand jal rahi thi.Aathva – usne kaha,
“Main aapki randi hoon… please ruk jao…”Nauwa – dard se aankhein band.Dasva – aakhir mein uski gaand poori laal, garam, swollen.
Phir maine leather strap uthaya – thick, heavy wala – aur 10 strokes diye.
Pehla strap stroke – zor ki awaaz, uski gaand par broad laal mark, woh zor se cheekh padi, “Ahhhhh! Aryan… mat… strap se bahut dard hai!
”Doosra – right cheek par, skin par deep red line.
Usne beg kiya,
“Please… strap nahi… dard seh nahi pa rahi…
”Teesra – left par, woh ro padi.Chautha – zor ka, uska badan hil gaya.
Paanchwa – usne kaha,
“Main aapki gulam hoon… please bas…
”Chata – welts ubhar aaye.
Saatva – woh cheekh rahi thi non-stop.
Aathva – dard se uske pair kaanp rahe the.
Nauwa – usne mana,
“Main kuchh bhi karungi… please bas…”
Dasva – aakhri, uski gaand strap marks se bhari, laal aur bruised.
Phir cane uthayi – 10 stroke.
Pehla stroke – thin cane se, uski gaand par seedhi laal line, woh zor se cheekh padi, “Ahhhhh! Aryan… mat…!”
Doosra – right cheek par, welts banne lage.
Usne beg kiya,
“Please… cane nahi… dard seh nahi pa rahi…”
Teesra – left par, woh ro padi.
Chautha – zor ka, uska badan hil gaya.
Paanchwa – usne kaha,
“Main aapki gulam hoon… please bas…”
Chata – welts ubhar aaye.Saatva – woh cheekh rahi thi non-stop.Aathva – dard se uske pair kaanp rahe the.Nauwa – usne mana,
“Main kuchh bhi karungi… please bas…
”Dasva – aakhri, uski gaand welts se bhari, laal aur purple.
Uske baad maine kaha, “Ab murgha ban, meri randi. 30 minute tak.”Usne roti hui position li – squatting, haath kaanon se pakad kar.
Gaand par dard se har minute sihar rahi thi, welts jal rahe the.“Ek teacher murgha ban rahi hai apne student ke saamne,” maine bola, phone se record karte hue.
“Yeh video bhi add ho sakta tha blackmail mein.”Usne roti hui bola, “Bahut sharm aa rahi hai… main teacher hoon, murgha ban rahi hoon…”30 minute baad woh thak kar gir padi.Main usse uthaya.
“Ab phir se edging. Khud finger kar, meri randi. Is baar virodh mat karna.”Usne ab chupchap bed par let gayi, pair alag, haath choot par le gayi.
Ungliyan andar daal kar edging karne lagi – dheere tez, clit ragadte hue.Us ki saansein tez, badan kaanp raha tha, lekin woh muh band rakhi.
Main phone se record kar raha tha, “Yeh video bhi mere paas rahega, meri randi.”Woh ro padi, lekin finger karti rahi, craving se toot gayi.Main dekhta raha, uska psychological break hota dekh kar khush.
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Chapter 5
Raat gehri ho chuki thi. Room mein sirf bedside lamp ki halki narangi roshni thi, jo Priya ke nange badan par pad rahi thi.
Us ki caramel skin pasine se chamak rahi thi, jaise tel laga ho – har curve par halki chamak, nipples dark brown aur sakht, ungli se chhune par garam aur thodi si jalan mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Gaand par welts abhi bhi laal aur ubhre hue the, har saans ke saath dard ki tez jalan uth rahi thi, jaise skin ko koi teekha chhuri chhu rahi ho.
Us ki choot edging ke baad swollen thi – lips khule hue, andar se garam, geela ras dheere dheere tapak raha tha, bed sheet par chhote geele daag bana rahe the, aur woh musky, namkeen, thodi khatti khushboo room mein fail rahi thi – pasine ki meethi garmi ke saath mil kar, jaise badan khud apni bebasiyat chillata ho.Priya ki aankhein band thi, lekin neend kahin door thi.
Us ka dimag toofan mein tha – sharm, disgust, darr, aur woh jalti hui craving jo usse kha rahi thi.
Har saans ke saath choot mein jalan badh rahi thi, jaise andar koi aag jal rahi ho jo bujhne ka naam nahi le rahi thi.
Us ne socha, Main teacher thi… ab ek student ke saamne nangi padi hoon, choot jal rahi hai, aur main kuchh kar nahi pa rahi… yeh sharm mujhe maar rahi hai… lekin yeh feeling… kyun itni intense hai?
Main bed par baitha usse dekhta raha.
Us ki saansein tez ho rahi thi, badan halka sa kaanp raha tha.
Maine uske baal pakde – lambe, silky, pasine se chipchip aur garam – aur dheere se kheench kar usse jagaya.
Baal mere ungliyon mein phisal rahe the, pasine ki khushboo uth rahi thi.
“Uth, meri randi. Raat abhi khatam nahi hui.”
Usne aankhein kholi, thaki hui, aansuon bhari nazron se mujhe dekha.
Us ki awaaz toot rahi thi,
“Aryan… please… main thak gayi hoon… bas kar do… meri jaan nikal rahi hai…”
Main uske baal zor se pakde, sar thoda peeche kheencha taaki uski aankhein meri aankhon se mil jayein.
Us ki gardan par skin tight ho gayi, pulse tez dhadak rahi thi, garam khoon ki dhadkan mere ungliyon ke neeche mehsoos ho rahi thi.
“Thaki hui hai?” maine dheemi, lekin sakht awaaz mein poocha, baal aur zor se pakad kar.
“Thaki hui hai, lekin teri choot abhi bhi geeli hai, ras tapak raha hai. Dekh, bed sheet par daag ban rahe hain. Tera badan jhooth nahi bol sakta, meri randi. Tu thakne ka bahana de rahi hai, lekin badan bol raha hai ki woh aur chahta hai.”
Usne roti hui nazar neeche ki, lekin badan kaanp raha tha – choot se ek aur boond tapak gayi, zameen par gir kar halki awaaz ki, woh musky khushboo aur tez ho gayi.
Us ki jaanghein kaanp rahi thi, skin par goosbump ubhar aaye, thand aur sharm dono se.
Us ki saansein ruk ruk kar aa rahi thi, seena uparneeche ho raha tha, boobs har saans ke saath hil rahe the, nipples sakht aur ubhre hue.
“Ghutno par baith,” maine bola, baal pakad kar usse neeche dabaya, dheere dheere, taaki woh feel kare ki control mere haathon mein hai.
Wo majbooran ghutno par baith gayi, zameen ki thand uski jaanghon par mehsoos ho rahi thi, skin par sardi ki lehar daud gayi, goosbump aur tez ho gaye.
Us ki ghutne zameen par tik gaye, jaanghein faili hui, choot abhi bhi geeli aur khuli, ras ki boondein dheere dheere tapak rahi thi.
Us ka badan abhi bhi kaanp raha tha, pasina uske seene se beh raha tha, boobs ke beech mein namkeen boondein gir rahi thi.
Maine pant khol di, lund bahar nikala – khada, garam, veins ubhari hui, supara geela aur shiny, thodi si salty musky khushboo uth rahi thi.
Lund ki garmahat uske chehre par mehsoos ho rahi thi, us ki tez, garam saans supare par pad rahi thi, jaise garam hawa ka halka jhonka.
“Ab choos, meri randi,” maine bola, baal pakad kar uska muh lund ke bilkul saamne laaya. Usne darr se muh khola, hoth kaanp rahe the, aankhein aansuon se bhari.
Us ki garam saans lund par pad rahi thi, supare par halki si garmahat mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Usne dheere se jeebh bahar nikaali aur supare ko chata – salty, musky, thoda garam taste uske muh mein ghul gaya, usne chehra sikoda, naak sikud gayi, aankhein band kar li, aur roti hui awaaz mein boli,
“Aryan… maine kabhi lund nahi chosa… yeh meri pehli baar hai… yeh disgusting hai… ghin aa rahi hai… salty aur ganda taste… please ruk jao… mera dil ghabra raha hai… main teacher hoon, yeh sab nahi kar sakti… mujhe ulti si ho rahi hai…”
Us ki awaaz toot rahi thi, disgust aur sharm se bhari hui, jaise woh apne muh ko ganda hone se rokna chahti ho, lekin darr usse rok nahi pa raha tha.
Us ka chehra sikud raha tha, muh se awaaz nikal rahi thi disgust ki, lekin woh ruk nahi rahi thi.Main muskura diya, uske baal aur zor se pakad kar,
“Pehli baar? Toh abhi pata chala na? Meri randi teacher ne kabhi lund nahi chosa? Yeh muh ab mera hai, seekh jaayegi. Disgusting lag raha hai? Yeh teri nayi zindagi hai. Chaate ja, dheere dheere seekh.”
Usne roti hui jeebh se chati – dheere dheere, lund ke neeche se upar tak, supare ko circle mein ghumati hui, taste uske muh mein fail raha tha, us ki jeebh garam, geeli aur soft thi.
Us ka chehra sikud raha tha, disgust se, muh band hone ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin main baal khinch kar rok raha tha.
Saliva uske hoth par chamak raha tha, chin par tapak raha tha, garam aur chipchip, boobs par gir raha tha.Phir maine baal pakad kar lund muh mein dheere daala.
Usne hoth faila kar liya, muh ke andar garmahat mehsoos ho rahi thi,
lund ki garmi aur veins uske hoth aur jeebh par feel ho rahi thi, lekin gale tak nahi pahunch pa rahi thi, muh se saliva nikal raha tha, chin par beh raha tha.
“Aur gehra le, meri kutiya,” maine baal khinch kar bola. “Pehli baar mein hi seekh, warna cane milegi teri gaand par.”
Usne zor lagaya, lund gehra liya, gale tak pahunchte hi gagan lagne lagi, muh se awaazein nikal rahi thi – glug… glug… us ka gala ruk ruka sa mehsoos ho raha tha.
Us ka chehra laal, saliva chin par beh raha tha, boobs par gir raha tha, garam aur chipchip, us ki jeebh lund ke neeche dabav daal rahi thi.
“Choos zor se, meri randi,” maine bola. “Hoth tight kar, jeebh ghuma. Yeh tera muh ab mera lund ke liye hai – teacher ka muh student ke liye khula, kitni gandi ho gayi hai tu.”
Wo roti hui choosti rahi – dheere dheere gehra leti gayi, saliva tapak raha tha uske boobs par, us ki jeebh lund par ghum rahi thi, hoth tight kar ke choos rahi thi, lekin chehre par disgust tha
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– muh sikud raha tha, aankhein band, naak sikud rahi thi salty, thick taste se.Pandra minute tak woh choosti rahi – slow se fast, gehra lete hue, gagan lekin ruk nahi, us ka muh ab geela aur garam, saliva uske chin se tapak kar zameen par gir raha tha.
Jab main jhadne ke kareeb tha, maine uske baal zor se pakde aur sakht awaaz mein bola,
“Ab nigalegi poora, meri randi. Ek boond bhi bahar giri toh saza milegi – cane se marunga teri gaand par, zor zor se, har stroke par laal line khinchega, welts ubhar aayenge, skin phat jayegi, dard se cheekhegi tu poori raat. Phir murgha banwayunga, poori raat tak – 8 ghante, gaand upar, welts jalte hue, har minute siharogi, pair kaanpte rahenge, thak kar gir jaayegi lekin uthaunga tujhe, aur subah tak saza chalegi. Samjhi? Nigalegi sab, gale tak, ek boond bhi waste nahi hogi, warna kal subah se cane ki saza shuru hogi, aur tu roz roti rahegi.”
Usne darr se aankhein badi kar li, muh mein lund ke saath sir hila diya, awaaz dab kar boli,
“Hmm… nigalungi… please cane mat marna… gaand pehle se jal rahi hai… poori raat murgha… please nahi… main sab nigal lungi…”
Main uske muh mein jhad gaya – zor se, gale tak, garam, thick stream.
Usne muh bhara hua rakha, aankhein badi, aansu beh rahe the.
Maine bola, “Ruk, dikha pehle.”Maine uske baal pakad kar sar peeche kheencha, muh khula rakhne ko kaha.
Us ne muh khola – andar garam, white cum bhara hua tha, tongue par bhi chipak raha tha, thodi si boondein hoth par
Us ka chehra disgust aur darr se sikud gaya, aankhein aansuon se bhari, muh ka taste itna strong ki woh sihar rahi thi.“Dekh, meri randi,” maine bola, “Tera muh mera cum se bhara hai. Ab dikha, kitna hai. Tongue bahar nikaal.”Usne tongue bahar nikaali – white, thick cum tongue par chipka hua, thoda sa muh ke corners se beh raha tha.
Us ne socha, Yeh sab mera muh mein… ganda… disgusting… lekin agar spill hua toh saza…
Maine bola, “Ab nigal, meri randi. Poora. Dekhte hue.”
Usne khansti hui nigla – gale mein garmahat aur thick, salty taste mehsoos kar rahi thi, aankhein band kar li, aansoon beh rahe the, lekin ek boond bhi bahar nahi giri – saara nigal liya, pet mein garmahat fail gayi.Usne khansti hui saans li, muh se saliva tapak raha tha,
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lekin nigalne ke baad dheemi awaaz mein boli, “Nigal liya… sab… apki raandi ne aapka saara ras nigal liya…”Main uske baal pakad kar sar uthaya, uski aansuon bhari aankhon mein dekha.
“Achi raandi. Pehli baar mein hi achhe se nigal liya. Ab reward milega.”
Raat gehri ho chuki thi. Room mein sirf bedside lamp ki halki narangi roshni thi, jo Priya ke nange badan par pad rahi thi.
Us ki caramel skin pasine se chamak rahi thi, jaise tel laga ho – har curve par halki chamak, nipples dark brown aur sakht, ungli se chhune par garam aur thodi si jalan mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Gaand par welts abhi bhi laal aur ubhre hue the, har saans ke saath dard ki tez jalan uth rahi thi, jaise skin ko koi teekha chhuri chhu rahi ho.
Us ki choot edging ke baad swollen thi – lips khule hue, andar se garam, geela ras dheere dheere tapak raha tha, bed sheet par chhote geele daag bana rahe the, aur woh musky, namkeen, thodi khatti khushboo room mein fail rahi thi – pasine ki meethi garmi ke saath mil kar, jaise badan khud apni bebasiyat chillata ho.Priya ki aankhein band thi, lekin neend kahin door thi.
Us ka dimag toofan mein tha – sharm, disgust, darr, aur woh jalti hui craving jo usse kha rahi thi.
Har saans ke saath choot mein jalan badh rahi thi, jaise andar koi aag jal rahi ho jo bujhne ka naam nahi le rahi thi.
Us ne socha, Main teacher thi… ab ek student ke saamne nangi padi hoon, choot jal rahi hai, aur main kuchh kar nahi pa rahi… yeh sharm mujhe maar rahi hai… lekin yeh feeling… kyun itni intense hai?
Main bed par baitha usse dekhta raha.
Us ki saansein tez ho rahi thi, badan halka sa kaanp raha tha.
Maine uske baal pakde – lambe, silky, pasine se chipchip aur garam – aur dheere se kheench kar usse jagaya.
Baal mere ungliyon mein phisal rahe the, pasine ki khushboo uth rahi thi.
“Uth, meri randi. Raat abhi khatam nahi hui.”
Usne aankhein kholi, thaki hui, aansuon bhari nazron se mujhe dekha.
Us ki awaaz toot rahi thi,
“Aryan… please… main thak gayi hoon… bas kar do… meri jaan nikal rahi hai…”
Main uske baal zor se pakde, sar thoda peeche kheencha taaki uski aankhein meri aankhon se mil jayein.
Us ki gardan par skin tight ho gayi, pulse tez dhadak rahi thi, garam khoon ki dhadkan mere ungliyon ke neeche mehsoos ho rahi thi.
“Thaki hui hai?” maine dheemi, lekin sakht awaaz mein poocha, baal aur zor se pakad kar.
“Thaki hui hai, lekin teri choot abhi bhi geeli hai, ras tapak raha hai. Dekh, bed sheet par daag ban rahe hain. Tera badan jhooth nahi bol sakta, meri randi. Tu thakne ka bahana de rahi hai, lekin badan bol raha hai ki woh aur chahta hai.”
Usne roti hui nazar neeche ki, lekin badan kaanp raha tha – choot se ek aur boond tapak gayi, zameen par gir kar halki awaaz ki, woh musky khushboo aur tez ho gayi.
Us ki jaanghein kaanp rahi thi, skin par goosbump ubhar aaye, thand aur sharm dono se.
Us ki saansein ruk ruk kar aa rahi thi, seena uparneeche ho raha tha, boobs har saans ke saath hil rahe the, nipples sakht aur ubhre hue.
“Ghutno par baith,” maine bola, baal pakad kar usse neeche dabaya, dheere dheere, taaki woh feel kare ki control mere haathon mein hai.
Wo majbooran ghutno par baith gayi, zameen ki thand uski jaanghon par mehsoos ho rahi thi, skin par sardi ki lehar daud gayi, goosbump aur tez ho gaye.
Us ki ghutne zameen par tik gaye, jaanghein faili hui, choot abhi bhi geeli aur khuli, ras ki boondein dheere dheere tapak rahi thi.
Us ka badan abhi bhi kaanp raha tha, pasina uske seene se beh raha tha, boobs ke beech mein namkeen boondein gir rahi thi.
Maine pant khol di, lund bahar nikala – khada, garam, veins ubhari hui, supara geela aur shiny, thodi si salty musky khushboo uth rahi thi.
Lund ki garmahat uske chehre par mehsoos ho rahi thi, us ki tez, garam saans supare par pad rahi thi, jaise garam hawa ka halka jhonka.
“Ab choos, meri randi,” maine bola, baal pakad kar uska muh lund ke bilkul saamne laaya. Usne darr se muh khola, hoth kaanp rahe the, aankhein aansuon se bhari.
Us ki garam saans lund par pad rahi thi, supare par halki si garmahat mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Usne dheere se jeebh bahar nikaali aur supare ko chata – salty, musky, thoda garam taste uske muh mein ghul gaya, usne chehra sikoda, naak sikud gayi, aankhein band kar li, aur roti hui awaaz mein boli,
“Aryan… maine kabhi lund nahi chosa… yeh meri pehli baar hai… yeh disgusting hai… ghin aa rahi hai… salty aur ganda taste… please ruk jao… mera dil ghabra raha hai… main teacher hoon, yeh sab nahi kar sakti… mujhe ulti si ho rahi hai…”
Us ki awaaz toot rahi thi, disgust aur sharm se bhari hui, jaise woh apne muh ko ganda hone se rokna chahti ho, lekin darr usse rok nahi pa raha tha.
Us ka chehra sikud raha tha, muh se awaaz nikal rahi thi disgust ki, lekin woh ruk nahi rahi thi.Main muskura diya, uske baal aur zor se pakad kar,
“Pehli baar? Toh abhi pata chala na? Meri randi teacher ne kabhi lund nahi chosa? Yeh muh ab mera hai, seekh jaayegi. Disgusting lag raha hai? Yeh teri nayi zindagi hai. Chaate ja, dheere dheere seekh.”
Usne roti hui jeebh se chati – dheere dheere, lund ke neeche se upar tak, supare ko circle mein ghumati hui, taste uske muh mein fail raha tha, us ki jeebh garam, geeli aur soft thi.
Us ka chehra sikud raha tha, disgust se, muh band hone ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin main baal khinch kar rok raha tha.
Saliva uske hoth par chamak raha tha, chin par tapak raha tha, garam aur chipchip, boobs par gir raha tha.Phir maine baal pakad kar lund muh mein dheere daala.
Usne hoth faila kar liya, muh ke andar garmahat mehsoos ho rahi thi,
lund ki garmi aur veins uske hoth aur jeebh par feel ho rahi thi, lekin gale tak nahi pahunch pa rahi thi, muh se saliva nikal raha tha, chin par beh raha tha.
“Aur gehra le, meri kutiya,” maine baal khinch kar bola. “Pehli baar mein hi seekh, warna cane milegi teri gaand par.”
Usne zor lagaya, lund gehra liya, gale tak pahunchte hi gagan lagne lagi, muh se awaazein nikal rahi thi – glug… glug… us ka gala ruk ruka sa mehsoos ho raha tha.
Us ka chehra laal, saliva chin par beh raha tha, boobs par gir raha tha, garam aur chipchip, us ki jeebh lund ke neeche dabav daal rahi thi.
“Choos zor se, meri randi,” maine bola. “Hoth tight kar, jeebh ghuma. Yeh tera muh ab mera lund ke liye hai – teacher ka muh student ke liye khula, kitni gandi ho gayi hai tu.”
Wo roti hui choosti rahi – dheere dheere gehra leti gayi, saliva tapak raha tha uske boobs par, us ki jeebh lund par ghum rahi thi, hoth tight kar ke choos rahi thi, lekin chehre par disgust tha
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– muh sikud raha tha, aankhein band, naak sikud rahi thi salty, thick taste se.Pandra minute tak woh choosti rahi – slow se fast, gehra lete hue, gagan lekin ruk nahi, us ka muh ab geela aur garam, saliva uske chin se tapak kar zameen par gir raha tha.
Jab main jhadne ke kareeb tha, maine uske baal zor se pakde aur sakht awaaz mein bola,
“Ab nigalegi poora, meri randi. Ek boond bhi bahar giri toh saza milegi – cane se marunga teri gaand par, zor zor se, har stroke par laal line khinchega, welts ubhar aayenge, skin phat jayegi, dard se cheekhegi tu poori raat. Phir murgha banwayunga, poori raat tak – 8 ghante, gaand upar, welts jalte hue, har minute siharogi, pair kaanpte rahenge, thak kar gir jaayegi lekin uthaunga tujhe, aur subah tak saza chalegi. Samjhi? Nigalegi sab, gale tak, ek boond bhi waste nahi hogi, warna kal subah se cane ki saza shuru hogi, aur tu roz roti rahegi.”
Usne darr se aankhein badi kar li, muh mein lund ke saath sir hila diya, awaaz dab kar boli,
“Hmm… nigalungi… please cane mat marna… gaand pehle se jal rahi hai… poori raat murgha… please nahi… main sab nigal lungi…”
Main uske muh mein jhad gaya – zor se, gale tak, garam, thick stream.
Usne muh bhara hua rakha, aankhein badi, aansu beh rahe the.
Maine bola, “Ruk, dikha pehle.”Maine uske baal pakad kar sar peeche kheencha, muh khula rakhne ko kaha.
Us ne muh khola – andar garam, white cum bhara hua tha, tongue par bhi chipak raha tha, thodi si boondein hoth par
Us ka chehra disgust aur darr se sikud gaya, aankhein aansuon se bhari, muh ka taste itna strong ki woh sihar rahi thi.“Dekh, meri randi,” maine bola, “Tera muh mera cum se bhara hai. Ab dikha, kitna hai. Tongue bahar nikaal.”Usne tongue bahar nikaali – white, thick cum tongue par chipka hua, thoda sa muh ke corners se beh raha tha.
Us ne socha, Yeh sab mera muh mein… ganda… disgusting… lekin agar spill hua toh saza…
Maine bola, “Ab nigal, meri randi. Poora. Dekhte hue.”
Usne khansti hui nigla – gale mein garmahat aur thick, salty taste mehsoos kar rahi thi, aankhein band kar li, aansoon beh rahe the, lekin ek boond bhi bahar nahi giri – saara nigal liya, pet mein garmahat fail gayi.Usne khansti hui saans li, muh se saliva tapak raha tha,
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lekin nigalne ke baad dheemi awaaz mein boli, “Nigal liya… sab… apki raandi ne aapka saara ras nigal liya…”Main uske baal pakad kar sar uthaya, uski aansuon bhari aankhon mein dekha.
“Achi raandi. Pehli baar mein hi achhe se nigal liya. Ab reward milega.”
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Chapter 6
Raat abhi gehri thi, lekin Priya ke liye yeh ek lambi, tootne wali raat ban chuki thi. Woh abhi bhi ghutno par baithi thi, gale mein mera maal abhi bhi garam mehsoos ho raha tha, muh mein salty aur thick taste baaki tha, jaise koi ganda zeher uske andar fail raha ho, pet mein heaviness. Us ki chin par saliva aur aansoon ki boondein tapak rahi thi, dheere se boobs par gir kar unki caramel skin par chamak rahi thi, nipples dark brown aur sakht, jaise badan betray kar raha ho.
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Us ki saansein ruk ruk kar aa rahi thi, badan thak kar kaanp raha tha, gaand ke welts abhi jal rahe the, har harkat mein tez dard ki lehar daud rahi thi, jaise skin par koi aag laga di ho aur woh bujh nahi rahi. Us ki choot abhi bhi swollen aur geeli thi, edging ke baad jal rahi thi, andar se craving itni tez ki woh apne aap thighs jod rahi thi, lekin woh geela ras dheere dheere tapak raha tha, zameen par chhote daag bana raha tha, musky khushboo room mein fail rahi thi, jaise uski beizzati ki khushboo.
Us ne socha, Yeh sab kya ho gaya mujhe? Main teacher thi, confident, respected… log mujhe ma’am kehte the, ab ek student ke saamne ghutno par baithi hoon, muh mein uska maal nigal chuki hoon jaise ek sasti bazaar ki randi. Yeh taste… ghin aa rahi hai, ulti si mehsoos ho rahi hai, gale mein heaviness… lekin yeh craving kyun nahi ruk rahi? Meri choot kyun itni geeli hai is sharm se? Yeh dard aur beizzati mujhe kha rahi hai, lekin badan bol raha hai kuchh aur… main kitni low ho gayi hoon…
Main uske saamne khada tha, uski thaki hui, roti hui aankhon mein dekhta hua, muskura raha tha. Maine dheere se apna thumb uski chin par fera, saliva aur cum ki boondein saaf ki, aur uske hothon par laga diya, zor se dabaya. “Chaato, meri gandi sasti randi. Saaf kar apne muh ko, taste kar apna hi ganda kaam.”
Usne majbooran jeebh bahar nikaali aur mera thumb chata, taste phir se muh mein fail gaya, uska chehra sikud gaya, disgust se bhara, aankhein band kar li, lekin woh chup rahi, aansoon beh rahe the. Us ne socha, Yeh taste… apna hi muh saaf kar rahi hoon uske thumb se… kitni beizzat… main hesitate kar rahi thi lekin force kar raha hai…
“Aryan… bas… ab chhod do… main sab kar chuki hoon… meri jaan nikal rahi hai…” uski awaaz toot rahi thi, kaanp rahi thi, jaise har shabd mein majboori aur sharm thi.
Main muskura diya, uske baal pakad kar sar zor se uthaya, uski aankhon mein ghoora. “Sab kar chuki hai, gandi kutiya? Abhi toh shuruaat hai, meri low randi. Tune achha perform kiya, pehli baar mein hi maal nigal liya jaise ek trained sasti whore. Teacher se gandi randi banne mein time nahi laga, kitni natural hai tu isme. Ab reward milega – lekin yaad rakh, reward bhi meri marzi se, teri beizzati ke saath.”
Main usse uthaya, uske pair kaanp rahe the, gaand ke dard se har kadam mein sihar rahi thi, jaise welts par har touch aag laga de. Maine usse full-length mirror ke saamne khada kiya, uska nanga badan poora dikhai de raha tha – boobs bhare hue lekin ab sweat se chamak rahe, nipples sakht aur ubhre, pet flat lekin soft, choot geeli aur swollen, lips pinkish-brown aur ras se chamak rahi, gaand par laal welts aur bruises lamp ki roshni mein jagmag rahe the jaise meri saza ki nishaniyan. Us ki caramel skin pasine se chamak rahi thi, baal khule aur uljhe hue, chehra ro rahi hui randi jaisa.
“Dekh, meri gandi randi,” maine uske kaanon mein dheemi lekin sakht awaaz mein bola, peeche se uske shoulders par haath rakhe aur zor se dabaya. “Yeh hai ab tu – class mein confident teacher, English padhati thi students ko seduce karte hue, ab mere saamne nangi khadi hai, geeli choot ke saath, mera maal nigal chuki jaise ek low kutiya. Dekh apni gaand – welts kitne laal hain, har saza ki yaad dila rahe hain, kitni beizzat ho gayi hai tu. Dekh apne muh – abhi taste baaki hai na? Gandi sasti randi ka muh.”
Usne nazar neeche ki, sharm se laal ho gayi, badan kaanp raha tha, lekin maine uski chin pakad kar zor se sar utha diya. “Dekhna padega, low kutiya. Yeh tera naya chehra hai – roti hui, beizzat randi ka.”
Usne mirror mein dekha, aansoon zor se beh rahe the, chehra distort ho gaya sharm se. “Aryan… please… yeh mat dikhao… main barbaad ho gayi hoon… teacher thi main… ab yeh… kitni low…”
Main peeche se uske boobs pakad liye, zor se masle, nipples ko pinch karte hue zor se twist kiya jab tak cheekh na padi. Usne siski li, badan sihar gaya dard se. Doosra haath neeche le gaya, choot par ungli feri – lips alag kar clit ko zor se ragadne laga. Us ki choot garam aur geeli thi, ungli aaram se andar chali gayi, uska ras mere ungliyon par chipak raha tha, awaaz nikal rahi thi geelepan ki.
“Kitni geeli hai teri choot, meri gandi randi,” maine bola, ungliyan tez daal kar. “Sharm se ro rahi hai, lekin choot ras chhod rahi hai. Bol: Meri gandi choot jal rahi hai, master, beizzati se geeli ho rahi hai.”
Usne chup rahi, reluctance se, lekin maine clit par zor se pinch kiya, twist kiya. “Ahh… Aryan… mat… dard…” lekin dard se woh boli, awaaz kaanp rahi thi, “Meri… meri gandi choot jal rahi hai… master… beizzati se geeli…”
Main tez tez ungliyan andar bahar karne laga, clit ko thumb se zor se dabate ragadte hue. Us ki kamar hilne lagi apne aap, saansein tez, boobs uparneeche, moan nikal rahi thi “Ahh… please…”. Woh kareeb thi, hips hil rahi thi, lekin main ruk gaya. Usne frustrated sihar kar dekha, ro padi. Phir shuru kiya, paanch baar edging – har baar kareeb pahuncha kar ruk gaya, uski begging badh gayi “Please… mat ruk… Aryan… main…”.
“Bol: Main apne student ka maal nigalna chahti hoon jaise ek sasti randi,” maine bola, ungliyan tez karte hue, clit pinch karte hue.
Usne roti hui, reluctance se, awaaz toot kar boli, “Main… main apne student ka maal nigalna chahti hoon… jaise ek sasti randi…”
“Bol: Teacher nahi, ab teri gandi low randi hoon, beizzat kutiya.”
Us ki awaaz toot gayi, sharm se ro rahi thi, “Teacher nahi… ab teri gandi low randi hoon… beizzat kutiya…”
Main hans diya, usse bed par jhuka diya – ass upar, face neeche pillow mein, gaand ke welts bilkul saamne, laal aur swollen. Us ki gaand hil rahi thi darr se, dard ki anticipation se.
“Ab reward, meri gandi sasti kutiya,” maine bola, lund bahar nikala, supara uski choot ke entrance par fera – geela aur garam, uska ras mere supare par chipak raha tha, awaaz nikal rahi thi geelepan ki.
Usne darr se boli, reluctance mein, “Aryan… please… dheere… main divorced hoon, lekin itna time se nahi… dard hoga…”
Main dheere se tip andar daala, uski choot tight thi, garam aur geeli, lips fail rahe the, grip tight. Phir zor se thrust – poora andar, usne zor se cheekh maari, “Ahhhhh! Dard ho raha hai… gaand jal rahi hai har thrust se! Welts… ahh!”
Har thrust mein uski gaand hil rahi thi, welts sting kar rahe the zor se, dard ki lehar badan mein daud rahi thi, uski cheekhein nikal rahi thi “Ahh… dard… maalik…”, lekin choot andar se lund ko zor se dab rahi thi, pleasure mix ho raha tha, uski hips dheere apne aap peeche hilne lagi. Main dheere dheere tez kiya – deep thrusts, har baar gaand par haath ferte hue, welts ko chhute hue zor se, thappad maara ek do. “Kitni tight choot hai teri, meri gandi randi teacher,” maine bola, verbal degradation tez karte hue. “Class mein seduce karti thi cleavage dikha kar, ab chud rahi hai apne student se jaise ek sasti bazaar ki randi. Bol: Chodo mujhe aur zor se, Aryan, apni gandi randi ko phaad do.”
Usne roti hui, reluctance se shuru mein chup rahi, lekin thrusts se toot kar boli, “Chodo… mujhe aur zor se… Aryan… apni gandi randi ko…”
Main tez kiya, fast hard thrusts – uski boobs bed par ragad rahe the, nipples bedsheet se chhue ja rahe the dard se, uski kamar hil rahi thi apne aap, body betray kar raha tha poori tarah. “Bol: Teri gandi randi teacher ki choot bhar do, low kutiya ki tarah.”
Us ki awaaz moaning mein badal gayi, reluctance khatam, “Teri… gandi randi teacher ki choot bhar do… low kutiya ki tarah…”
Woh kareeb thi, hips peeche push kar rahi thi zor se, main ruk gaya. Usne beg kiya zor se, ro rahi thi, “Please… mat ruk… main jhadne wali hoon… please maalik…”
Main shuru kiya, tez tez, usne zor se cheekh maari, body shake kar raha tha violently, choot se pani chhoot gaya – squirt kar diya pehli baar zor ka, bed sheet geela ho gaya, uski aankhein band, sharm se laal ho gayi poori, “Ahhhhh… yeh kya… main… barbaad… jaise ek gandi squirt karne wali randi…”
Us ne socha, Yeh squirt… kitni beizzati… main control nahi kar payi, jaise ek low porn randi… sharm se mar rahi hoon, lekin pleasure itna tha…
Main uske andar jhad gaya – garam thick stream, choot bhar di, creampie, woh mehsoos kar rahi thi andar ki garmahat fail rahi thi, uski choot pulse kar rahi thi aftershock mein.
Main bahar nikala, cum uski choot se tapak raha tha, thighs par beh raha tha thick white. Maine usse mirror ke saamne khada kiya zor se, baal pakad kar. “Dekh, meri gandi randi. Ab andar bhi mera maal hai, thighs par beh raha hai jaise ek creampie wali sasti whore. Teri choot ab meri property hai, low kutiya.”
Usne mirror mein dekha, ro padi zor se, badan kaanp raha tha sharm se, cum drip dekh kar disgust se sihar gayi. Us ne socha, Andar bhar diya… drip kar raha hai… kitni beizzat… main teacher thi, ab yeh…
Main usse bed par lita diya, dheere se oil uthaya aur gaand ke welts par lagaya – soft touches contrast mein, uski skin garam aur sensitive, woh sihar rahi thi dard aur pleasure mix se. “Aaj se har raat aisa hi hoga, meri low randi. Tu meri ho gayi hai poori tarah – har ched, har craving.”
Woh thaki hui thi, argue nahi kar pa rahi, sirf dheere se sir hila diya, aankhein glassy sharm aur submission se. Us ne socha, Yeh galat hai… lekin kyun itna acha laga? Yeh multiple orgasms, squirt… main barbaad ho rahi hoon… lekin yeh craving ab ruk nahi rahi, badan maang raha hai aur…
Main muskura diya, phone utha kar bola, “So ja, meri gandi randi. Subah nayi shuruaat hai. Kal se naya routine – collar pehnaunga tujhe, aur aur niyam.”
Raat khatam hone wali thi, lekin uski tootne ki kahani ab tezi se badh rahi thi.
Raat abhi gehri thi, lekin Priya ke liye yeh ek lambi, tootne wali raat ban chuki thi. Woh abhi bhi ghutno par baithi thi, gale mein mera maal abhi bhi garam mehsoos ho raha tha, muh mein salty aur thick taste baaki tha, jaise koi ganda zeher uske andar fail raha ho, pet mein heaviness. Us ki chin par saliva aur aansoon ki boondein tapak rahi thi, dheere se boobs par gir kar unki caramel skin par chamak rahi thi, nipples dark brown aur sakht, jaise badan betray kar raha ho.
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Us ki saansein ruk ruk kar aa rahi thi, badan thak kar kaanp raha tha, gaand ke welts abhi jal rahe the, har harkat mein tez dard ki lehar daud rahi thi, jaise skin par koi aag laga di ho aur woh bujh nahi rahi. Us ki choot abhi bhi swollen aur geeli thi, edging ke baad jal rahi thi, andar se craving itni tez ki woh apne aap thighs jod rahi thi, lekin woh geela ras dheere dheere tapak raha tha, zameen par chhote daag bana raha tha, musky khushboo room mein fail rahi thi, jaise uski beizzati ki khushboo.
Us ne socha, Yeh sab kya ho gaya mujhe? Main teacher thi, confident, respected… log mujhe ma’am kehte the, ab ek student ke saamne ghutno par baithi hoon, muh mein uska maal nigal chuki hoon jaise ek sasti bazaar ki randi. Yeh taste… ghin aa rahi hai, ulti si mehsoos ho rahi hai, gale mein heaviness… lekin yeh craving kyun nahi ruk rahi? Meri choot kyun itni geeli hai is sharm se? Yeh dard aur beizzati mujhe kha rahi hai, lekin badan bol raha hai kuchh aur… main kitni low ho gayi hoon…
Main uske saamne khada tha, uski thaki hui, roti hui aankhon mein dekhta hua, muskura raha tha. Maine dheere se apna thumb uski chin par fera, saliva aur cum ki boondein saaf ki, aur uske hothon par laga diya, zor se dabaya. “Chaato, meri gandi sasti randi. Saaf kar apne muh ko, taste kar apna hi ganda kaam.”
Usne majbooran jeebh bahar nikaali aur mera thumb chata, taste phir se muh mein fail gaya, uska chehra sikud gaya, disgust se bhara, aankhein band kar li, lekin woh chup rahi, aansoon beh rahe the. Us ne socha, Yeh taste… apna hi muh saaf kar rahi hoon uske thumb se… kitni beizzat… main hesitate kar rahi thi lekin force kar raha hai…
“Aryan… bas… ab chhod do… main sab kar chuki hoon… meri jaan nikal rahi hai…” uski awaaz toot rahi thi, kaanp rahi thi, jaise har shabd mein majboori aur sharm thi.
Main muskura diya, uske baal pakad kar sar zor se uthaya, uski aankhon mein ghoora. “Sab kar chuki hai, gandi kutiya? Abhi toh shuruaat hai, meri low randi. Tune achha perform kiya, pehli baar mein hi maal nigal liya jaise ek trained sasti whore. Teacher se gandi randi banne mein time nahi laga, kitni natural hai tu isme. Ab reward milega – lekin yaad rakh, reward bhi meri marzi se, teri beizzati ke saath.”
Main usse uthaya, uske pair kaanp rahe the, gaand ke dard se har kadam mein sihar rahi thi, jaise welts par har touch aag laga de. Maine usse full-length mirror ke saamne khada kiya, uska nanga badan poora dikhai de raha tha – boobs bhare hue lekin ab sweat se chamak rahe, nipples sakht aur ubhre, pet flat lekin soft, choot geeli aur swollen, lips pinkish-brown aur ras se chamak rahi, gaand par laal welts aur bruises lamp ki roshni mein jagmag rahe the jaise meri saza ki nishaniyan. Us ki caramel skin pasine se chamak rahi thi, baal khule aur uljhe hue, chehra ro rahi hui randi jaisa.
“Dekh, meri gandi randi,” maine uske kaanon mein dheemi lekin sakht awaaz mein bola, peeche se uske shoulders par haath rakhe aur zor se dabaya. “Yeh hai ab tu – class mein confident teacher, English padhati thi students ko seduce karte hue, ab mere saamne nangi khadi hai, geeli choot ke saath, mera maal nigal chuki jaise ek low kutiya. Dekh apni gaand – welts kitne laal hain, har saza ki yaad dila rahe hain, kitni beizzat ho gayi hai tu. Dekh apne muh – abhi taste baaki hai na? Gandi sasti randi ka muh.”
Usne nazar neeche ki, sharm se laal ho gayi, badan kaanp raha tha, lekin maine uski chin pakad kar zor se sar utha diya. “Dekhna padega, low kutiya. Yeh tera naya chehra hai – roti hui, beizzat randi ka.”
Usne mirror mein dekha, aansoon zor se beh rahe the, chehra distort ho gaya sharm se. “Aryan… please… yeh mat dikhao… main barbaad ho gayi hoon… teacher thi main… ab yeh… kitni low…”
Main peeche se uske boobs pakad liye, zor se masle, nipples ko pinch karte hue zor se twist kiya jab tak cheekh na padi. Usne siski li, badan sihar gaya dard se. Doosra haath neeche le gaya, choot par ungli feri – lips alag kar clit ko zor se ragadne laga. Us ki choot garam aur geeli thi, ungli aaram se andar chali gayi, uska ras mere ungliyon par chipak raha tha, awaaz nikal rahi thi geelepan ki.
“Kitni geeli hai teri choot, meri gandi randi,” maine bola, ungliyan tez daal kar. “Sharm se ro rahi hai, lekin choot ras chhod rahi hai. Bol: Meri gandi choot jal rahi hai, master, beizzati se geeli ho rahi hai.”
Usne chup rahi, reluctance se, lekin maine clit par zor se pinch kiya, twist kiya. “Ahh… Aryan… mat… dard…” lekin dard se woh boli, awaaz kaanp rahi thi, “Meri… meri gandi choot jal rahi hai… master… beizzati se geeli…”
Main tez tez ungliyan andar bahar karne laga, clit ko thumb se zor se dabate ragadte hue. Us ki kamar hilne lagi apne aap, saansein tez, boobs uparneeche, moan nikal rahi thi “Ahh… please…”. Woh kareeb thi, hips hil rahi thi, lekin main ruk gaya. Usne frustrated sihar kar dekha, ro padi. Phir shuru kiya, paanch baar edging – har baar kareeb pahuncha kar ruk gaya, uski begging badh gayi “Please… mat ruk… Aryan… main…”.
“Bol: Main apne student ka maal nigalna chahti hoon jaise ek sasti randi,” maine bola, ungliyan tez karte hue, clit pinch karte hue.
Usne roti hui, reluctance se, awaaz toot kar boli, “Main… main apne student ka maal nigalna chahti hoon… jaise ek sasti randi…”
“Bol: Teacher nahi, ab teri gandi low randi hoon, beizzat kutiya.”
Us ki awaaz toot gayi, sharm se ro rahi thi, “Teacher nahi… ab teri gandi low randi hoon… beizzat kutiya…”
Main hans diya, usse bed par jhuka diya – ass upar, face neeche pillow mein, gaand ke welts bilkul saamne, laal aur swollen. Us ki gaand hil rahi thi darr se, dard ki anticipation se.
“Ab reward, meri gandi sasti kutiya,” maine bola, lund bahar nikala, supara uski choot ke entrance par fera – geela aur garam, uska ras mere supare par chipak raha tha, awaaz nikal rahi thi geelepan ki.
Usne darr se boli, reluctance mein, “Aryan… please… dheere… main divorced hoon, lekin itna time se nahi… dard hoga…”
Main dheere se tip andar daala, uski choot tight thi, garam aur geeli, lips fail rahe the, grip tight. Phir zor se thrust – poora andar, usne zor se cheekh maari, “Ahhhhh! Dard ho raha hai… gaand jal rahi hai har thrust se! Welts… ahh!”
Har thrust mein uski gaand hil rahi thi, welts sting kar rahe the zor se, dard ki lehar badan mein daud rahi thi, uski cheekhein nikal rahi thi “Ahh… dard… maalik…”, lekin choot andar se lund ko zor se dab rahi thi, pleasure mix ho raha tha, uski hips dheere apne aap peeche hilne lagi. Main dheere dheere tez kiya – deep thrusts, har baar gaand par haath ferte hue, welts ko chhute hue zor se, thappad maara ek do. “Kitni tight choot hai teri, meri gandi randi teacher,” maine bola, verbal degradation tez karte hue. “Class mein seduce karti thi cleavage dikha kar, ab chud rahi hai apne student se jaise ek sasti bazaar ki randi. Bol: Chodo mujhe aur zor se, Aryan, apni gandi randi ko phaad do.”
Usne roti hui, reluctance se shuru mein chup rahi, lekin thrusts se toot kar boli, “Chodo… mujhe aur zor se… Aryan… apni gandi randi ko…”
Main tez kiya, fast hard thrusts – uski boobs bed par ragad rahe the, nipples bedsheet se chhue ja rahe the dard se, uski kamar hil rahi thi apne aap, body betray kar raha tha poori tarah. “Bol: Teri gandi randi teacher ki choot bhar do, low kutiya ki tarah.”
Us ki awaaz moaning mein badal gayi, reluctance khatam, “Teri… gandi randi teacher ki choot bhar do… low kutiya ki tarah…”
Woh kareeb thi, hips peeche push kar rahi thi zor se, main ruk gaya. Usne beg kiya zor se, ro rahi thi, “Please… mat ruk… main jhadne wali hoon… please maalik…”
Main shuru kiya, tez tez, usne zor se cheekh maari, body shake kar raha tha violently, choot se pani chhoot gaya – squirt kar diya pehli baar zor ka, bed sheet geela ho gaya, uski aankhein band, sharm se laal ho gayi poori, “Ahhhhh… yeh kya… main… barbaad… jaise ek gandi squirt karne wali randi…”
Us ne socha, Yeh squirt… kitni beizzati… main control nahi kar payi, jaise ek low porn randi… sharm se mar rahi hoon, lekin pleasure itna tha…
Main uske andar jhad gaya – garam thick stream, choot bhar di, creampie, woh mehsoos kar rahi thi andar ki garmahat fail rahi thi, uski choot pulse kar rahi thi aftershock mein.
Main bahar nikala, cum uski choot se tapak raha tha, thighs par beh raha tha thick white. Maine usse mirror ke saamne khada kiya zor se, baal pakad kar. “Dekh, meri gandi randi. Ab andar bhi mera maal hai, thighs par beh raha hai jaise ek creampie wali sasti whore. Teri choot ab meri property hai, low kutiya.”
Usne mirror mein dekha, ro padi zor se, badan kaanp raha tha sharm se, cum drip dekh kar disgust se sihar gayi. Us ne socha, Andar bhar diya… drip kar raha hai… kitni beizzat… main teacher thi, ab yeh…
Main usse bed par lita diya, dheere se oil uthaya aur gaand ke welts par lagaya – soft touches contrast mein, uski skin garam aur sensitive, woh sihar rahi thi dard aur pleasure mix se. “Aaj se har raat aisa hi hoga, meri low randi. Tu meri ho gayi hai poori tarah – har ched, har craving.”
Woh thaki hui thi, argue nahi kar pa rahi, sirf dheere se sir hila diya, aankhein glassy sharm aur submission se. Us ne socha, Yeh galat hai… lekin kyun itna acha laga? Yeh multiple orgasms, squirt… main barbaad ho rahi hoon… lekin yeh craving ab ruk nahi rahi, badan maang raha hai aur…
Main muskura diya, phone utha kar bola, “So ja, meri gandi randi. Subah nayi shuruaat hai. Kal se naya routine – collar pehnaunga tujhe, aur aur niyam.”
Raat khatam hone wali thi, lekin uski tootne ki kahani ab tezi se badh rahi thi.
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Chapter 7
Subah ki pehli roshni dheere dheere room mein ghus rahi thi, parde ke beech se chhante hue halki golden dhund, jaise Priya ke nange badan par halki chamak daal rahi ho.
Priya bed par nangi padi thi, badan abhi bhi kal raat ki pehli chudai ke baad thaka hua aur garam tha.
Us ki choot mein halki si jalan thi – lips abhi bhi swollen aur geele, andar se garam ras dheere dheere tapak raha tha, bed sheet par chhote geele daag ban rahe the, musky, namkeen khushboo room mein phail rahi thi.
Gaand par welts abhi bhi laal aur ubhre hue the, har saans ke saath dard ki tez jalan uth rahi thi, jaise skin ko koi teekha chhuri chhu rahi ho.
Us ki saansein thodi tez thi, nipples sakht aur ubhre hue, badan pasine se chamak raha tha – caramel skin par roshni pad rahi thi, har curve par halki chamak, boobs halke halke hil rahe the har saans ke saath.
Us ka dimag abhi bhi kal raat ke events mein uljha tha – muh mein lund lena, gagging, swallowing, aur phir uski choot chaatna – sab kuchh itna disgusting aur mazedaar tha ki woh confuse ho chuki thi, sharm, ghin, aur craving ke beech lad rahi thi.Main jaaga.
Usne dheere se aankhein kholi, chehra sharm, darr, aur thakan se bhara hua.
Main bed par baitha, lund bahar nikala – khada, garam, veins ubhari hui, supara geela.
“Uth, meri randi. Subah ka routine shuru kar.”
Usne sar hilaya, lekin dheere dheere ghutno par baithi, badan kaanp raha tha.
Us ki awaaz kaanpti hui thi,
“Sir… main… main thak gayi hoon… please abhi nahi… kal raat bahut ho gaya tha… mera badan dard kar raha hai… please…”
Main uske baal pakde, lambe silky baal pasine se chipchip aur garam, ungliyon mein phisal rahe the, sar aage kheencha.
“Muh khol. Ab roz subah yeh hi karogi – mujhe blowjob de kar jagayogi.”
Usne aankhein band kar li, sharm se chehra laal.
“Maine… kal raat hi pehli baar kiya tha… yeh disgusting lag raha hai… salty taste abhi bhi muh mein hai… ghin aa rahi hai… please… abhi nahi… mera dil ghabra raha hai… main yeh nahi kar sakti… please Sir…”Main baal aur zor se pakde, sar peeche kheencha taaki uski aankhein meri aankhon se mil jayein.
“Disgusting? Yeh teri nayi zindagi hai. Muh khol, warna saza milegi – cane se gaand phad dunga.”
Usne roti hui muh khola, hoth kaanp rahe the, aankhein aansuon se bhari.
Main ne sar pakad kar dheere se lund muh mein daala – pehle supara, garam aur salty taste uske muh mein ghul gaya, usne chehra sikoda, naak sikud gayi.
Phir aage – gale tak.
Usne gagging ki, muh se awaaz nikli – glug… glug…, saliva tapakne lagi, chin par beh raha tha, boobs par gir raha tha.“Choos, meri kutiya. Zor se. Gale tak le. ”
Wo dheere dheere choosti rahi, jeebh ghumati rahi, lekin chehra sikud raha tha – disgust saaf dikhai de raha tha, naak sikud rahi thi, aankhein band.
Saliva uske hoth par chamak raha tha, chin se tapak kar boobs par gir raha tha, garam aur chipchip.
Pandra minute tak woh choosti rahi – slow se fast, gehra lete hue, gagging lekin ruk nahi, muh geela aur garam ho gaya, saliva uske seene se beh kar navel tak pahunch gaya.Main uske muh mein jhad gaya – zor se, garam thick stream.
Usne khansti hui nigla, gale mein garmahat aur salty taste mehsoos kar rahi thi, aansoon beh rahe the, lekin ek boond bhi bahar nahi giri.Usne khansti hui saans li, muh se saliva tapak raha tha.
“Dard ho raha hai… muh mein… ghin aa rahi hai… salty aur thick… please Sir… bas…”
Subah ki pehli roshni dheere dheere room mein ghus rahi thi, parde ke beech se chhante hue halki golden dhund, jaise Priya ke nange badan par halki chamak daal rahi ho.
Priya bed par nangi padi thi, badan abhi bhi kal raat ki pehli chudai ke baad thaka hua aur garam tha.
Us ki choot mein halki si jalan thi – lips abhi bhi swollen aur geele, andar se garam ras dheere dheere tapak raha tha, bed sheet par chhote geele daag ban rahe the, musky, namkeen khushboo room mein phail rahi thi.
Gaand par welts abhi bhi laal aur ubhre hue the, har saans ke saath dard ki tez jalan uth rahi thi, jaise skin ko koi teekha chhuri chhu rahi ho.
Us ki saansein thodi tez thi, nipples sakht aur ubhre hue, badan pasine se chamak raha tha – caramel skin par roshni pad rahi thi, har curve par halki chamak, boobs halke halke hil rahe the har saans ke saath.
Us ka dimag abhi bhi kal raat ke events mein uljha tha – muh mein lund lena, gagging, swallowing, aur phir uski choot chaatna – sab kuchh itna disgusting aur mazedaar tha ki woh confuse ho chuki thi, sharm, ghin, aur craving ke beech lad rahi thi.Main jaaga.
Usne dheere se aankhein kholi, chehra sharm, darr, aur thakan se bhara hua.
Main bed par baitha, lund bahar nikala – khada, garam, veins ubhari hui, supara geela.
“Uth, meri randi. Subah ka routine shuru kar.”
Usne sar hilaya, lekin dheere dheere ghutno par baithi, badan kaanp raha tha.
Us ki awaaz kaanpti hui thi,
“Sir… main… main thak gayi hoon… please abhi nahi… kal raat bahut ho gaya tha… mera badan dard kar raha hai… please…”
Main uske baal pakde, lambe silky baal pasine se chipchip aur garam, ungliyon mein phisal rahe the, sar aage kheencha.
“Muh khol. Ab roz subah yeh hi karogi – mujhe blowjob de kar jagayogi.”
Usne aankhein band kar li, sharm se chehra laal.
“Maine… kal raat hi pehli baar kiya tha… yeh disgusting lag raha hai… salty taste abhi bhi muh mein hai… ghin aa rahi hai… please… abhi nahi… mera dil ghabra raha hai… main yeh nahi kar sakti… please Sir…”Main baal aur zor se pakde, sar peeche kheencha taaki uski aankhein meri aankhon se mil jayein.
“Disgusting? Yeh teri nayi zindagi hai. Muh khol, warna saza milegi – cane se gaand phad dunga.”
Usne roti hui muh khola, hoth kaanp rahe the, aankhein aansuon se bhari.
Main ne sar pakad kar dheere se lund muh mein daala – pehle supara, garam aur salty taste uske muh mein ghul gaya, usne chehra sikoda, naak sikud gayi.
Phir aage – gale tak.
Usne gagging ki, muh se awaaz nikli – glug… glug…, saliva tapakne lagi, chin par beh raha tha, boobs par gir raha tha.“Choos, meri kutiya. Zor se. Gale tak le. ”
Wo dheere dheere choosti rahi, jeebh ghumati rahi, lekin chehra sikud raha tha – disgust saaf dikhai de raha tha, naak sikud rahi thi, aankhein band.
Saliva uske hoth par chamak raha tha, chin se tapak kar boobs par gir raha tha, garam aur chipchip.
Pandra minute tak woh choosti rahi – slow se fast, gehra lete hue, gagging lekin ruk nahi, muh geela aur garam ho gaya, saliva uske seene se beh kar navel tak pahunch gaya.Main uske muh mein jhad gaya – zor se, garam thick stream.
Usne khansti hui nigla, gale mein garmahat aur salty taste mehsoos kar rahi thi, aansoon beh rahe the, lekin ek boond bhi bahar nahi giri.Usne khansti hui saans li, muh se saliva tapak raha tha.
“Dard ho raha hai… muh mein… ghin aa rahi hai… salty aur thick… please Sir… bas…”