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(English)Student Impregn*tes Feminist Professor
Karan ek 23 year old ladka hai jo medical college mein study kar raha hai. Woh ek government college mein study karta hai jahan sab students bohot hardworking hote hain. Karan yeh soch ke aaya tha ki uske sab friends ki girlfriends hain, woh bhi ek girlfriend banayega college ja ke and enjoy karega. But use shock tab laga jab pehle din woh class mein gaya.
Sab bache bohot innocent and padhne wale the, ladkiyan bhi bohot simple and sincere. Karan ka study background itna acha nahi tha but ek saal usne drop kar ke kaafi hardwork kiya and uska admission ho gaya. Starting ke kuch din mein uske kaafi friends ban gaye. Use class mein ek ladki thodi hot lagi, and usne us ladki se friendship kar li. Woh ladki bohot zyada padhne wali thi to unhe bond strong karne mein kaafi months lag gaye. Jaise hi woh ladki comfortable ho gayi, Karan use apne room pe le jane laga.
Dono ne apni life ke 22 saal bina sex ke nikal diye, kyunki medical college mein study ka bohot stress hota hai and students ke paas time nahi hota idhar udhar muh marne ka. Karan us ladki se kaafi zyada pyar karne lag jata hai. Woh soch ke aaya tha college ki ladkiyon ke saath maze karega, but use itni achi sincere ladki mil gayi jo sab baat maanti hai and wife ke jaise behave karti hai. Karan apni girlfriend ke saath countless nights spent karta hai. Ladki ki wajah se Karan ki sex performance bohot better ho jati hai. Jahan pehle woh 5 minute bhi nahi tik pata tha apni girlfriend ki choot me use bhut garam and gili lagti thi, ab woh apni girlfriend ko ache se satisfy kar pata hai. Dono ek doosre se satisfied hote hain, and ek saal nikal jata hai dono ka relation bhut strong ho jata hai.
Jab woh holidays ke baad wapas aate hain, tab pehli class hi unki physiology ki hoti hai. Sab normal baatein kar rahe hote hain, maze kar rahe hote hain. Tabhi ek teacher class mein enter hoti hai—Ms. Simran, 38 saal ki. Sab ladke professor ko dekh ke khush ho jate hain, jaise ek model ramp walk karne aayi ho. Karan apni girlfriend ke saath baitha hota hai and use bolta hai, “Teacher hai ye?” Uski girlfriend bolti hai, “Kitni hot hai.” Karan use side-eye se dekhta hai, lekin uska dil Simran ke ek look se hi zor se dhadakne lagta hai, uski body ke curves uske dimaag mein ghoom jate hain, uski skin ka glow uske hosh udata hai.
Sab ladke Simran ke curves dekhne mein kho jate hain. Simran bina kuch kahe board pe kuch likhne lag jati hai. Uska white blazer piche se khul jata hai, Simran ki gaand itni achi and perfect shape ki hoti hai ki Karan ka lund khada hone lag jata hai, uski saans tez ho jati hai and apni girlfriend ke samne woh darta hai. Woh apni book apne lap mein rakh leta hai, par uski aankhein Simran ke har move pe chipki rehti hain, jaise woh uske jism ka har inch apni aankhon se chhoo raha ho. Simran apna naam and subject ki details likh ke introduction deti hai. And pehla din hota hai to woh bolti hai, “Aaj sab apni marzi se baith gaye. Kal se meri class mein ladke alag baithenge and ladkiyan alag. Kisi ne aapas mein baat ki ya koi bina matlab hasa, tab mujhse bura koi nahi hoga.”
Jo ladke Simran ke sapne dekh rahe the, ekdum se sab ke face ka rang ud jata hai. Jise woh perfect woman samajh rahe the, woh bohot strict and gusse wali nikli. Sab students dar ke baith jate hain. Pehli class khatam ho jati hai and Simran ke jate hi sab log gossip karna shuru kar dete hain, Simran ki bitching. Ek do din mein unhe seniors se pata lag jata hai ki Simran ek feminist Karen-type ki woman hai jo modeling bhi karti hai, and ladke use bilkul pasand nahi hain. Kisi ki galti ho, uska badla woh viva and exam mein leti hai. Sab ladke Simran se bachna shuru kar dete hain. Koi uski class mein kuch nahi bolta na kuch galat karta.
Kuch din normal classes chalti hain, and phir ek aisa din aata hai jo Karan ki life badal deta hai. Exams ke din hote hain, woh viva de ke bahar wait kar raha hota hai, exam ke stress mein uska dil aur zor se dhadak raha tha. Bohot kam students hote hain, sab chale jate hain, but Karan apni girlfriend ka wait kar raha hota hai classroom ke bahar. Tabhi Simran samne se chal ke aati hai, uski awaaz mein ek commanding heathoti hai. Karan use dekhte hi good afternoon wish karta hai. Simran tab tak uska naam jaan chuki hoti hai and Karan ko woh apne saath bulati hai.
Karan 2-3 class chhod ke ek laboratory hoti hai, Simran ke saath wahan jata hai. Simran lights on karti hai and Karan ko laboratory ke room mein le jati hai. Karan dar raha hota hai, uske haath thande pad jate hain, uski saans tez ho jati hai. Simran ka itna darr hota hai sab male students mein. Simran Karan ko ek plastic container deti hai and bolti hai, “Isme sperm sample de, bachon ka practical lena hai maine.” Karan ki 2-3 heartbeats skip ho jati hain, uska dil itna zor se dhadakta hai ki usko lagta hai awaaz bahar tak jayegi. Usne bhi padha hota hai sperm motility test karte hain students, and uske liye volunteer ladke samples dete hain, but Simran ka mangna ekdum Karan nervous ho jata hai ki kaise woh dega and Simran ko thik lagega ya nahi, sufficient hoga ya nahi. Karan uncomfortable ho jata hai.
Simran use bolti hai, “Pakad ye, time nahi hai mere paas, 10 minute mein aa jayenge students.” Karan bolta hai, “Mam, aur koi nahi hai?” Simran use bolti hai, “Tu doctor banega tab bhi itna darega?” Karan ke lips dry ho jate hain. Woh container pakadne ke liye haath aage karta hai. Simran uska haath dekhti hai, kaampta hua. Simran gusse se bolti hai, “Don’t waste my time.” Karan pakad leta hai. Simran bolti hai, “Jaldi kar ke de.” Yeh bol ke Simran room se bahar chali jati hai and laboratory ki equipments check karti hai.
Karan ko Simran ka itna darr hota hai, uska lund hi khada nahi hota. Woh apne kaampte haath se zip kholta hai, lund bahar nikalta hai, and khada karne ka try karta hai. Thoda sa hard ho ke lund muthi mein aa jata hai. Karan masturbate karna shuru karta hai, but baar-baar woh piche dekhta hai, koi aaya toh nahi, koi dekh na le. 2-3 minute ho jate hain, Karan ko confidence hi nahi aata, comfortable nahi ho pata woh, uska dil Simran ke darr se aur exam ke stress se zor-zor dhadak raha hota hai.
Itne mein Simran piche se aati hai, enter hote hi bolti hai, “Nikal gaya?” Uski awaaz sunte hi Karan wapas lund zip ke andar daal leta hai and piche dekhta hai. Simran paas aati hai and uska lund dekhti hai, uski aankhein ek second ke liye uspe rukti hain, aur Karan ka dil aur tez dhadakta hai. Zip khuli hai but lund bahar nahi hai. Simran ko gussa aa jata hai, woh gusse se bolti hai, “Abhi tak shuru bhi nahi kiya?” Simran ki awaaz mein gussa itna hota hai, ache-achon ladkon ki haalat tight ho jaye sun ke. Karan bolta hai, “Mam, woh ho raha tha, aap aa gaye.” Simran bolti hai, “Mere paas time nahi hai, abhi mujhe sample ready chahiye. Tumhara bhi yeh practical hi hai, sab count hota hai exams mein, kon kitna professional hai and serious hai apne kaam ko leke.”
Simran Karan ka paas ho ke apna haath aage karti hai. Karan piche hone lag jata hai. Simran se control nahi hota gussa, woh bhool jati hai students ko punish nahi karte, strict action hota hai. But kyunki wahan chhote se room mein sirf woh dono hote hain, and being a feminist, use farak nahi padta. Woh gusse mein Karan ka kaan pakadti hai zor se. Karan ka face red ho jata hai. Simran bolti hai, “Kar abhi.”
Karan jaldi se Simran ke samne lund bahar nikalta hai and tez rub karne lag jata hai, uska dil itna zor se dhadakta hai ki usko lagta hai awaaz bahar tak jayegi. Thoda sa khada hota hai lund. Simran use bolti hai, “Give me.” Ek haath Simran ka uske kaan pe hota hai, doosre haath woh lund ke paas karti hai. Karan darte-darte apna lund Simran ke haath mein rakhta hai. Simran apne soft hand se muthi bandh kar ke handjob dena shuru karti hai, uski fingers ka touch itna garam tha ki Karan ka dil zor se dhadka, har stroke uske jism mein ek current sa bhejta hai. Karan uska haath kaan se hata deta hai and eyes bandh kar leta hai.
Karan ka muh khul jata hai. Simran se darr bhi itna lagta hai, but woh hot and sexy bhi itni hai. Poore college ka dream hoga ki Simran unka lund hilaye, unka lund pyar se sehlaye apne haath se. Yeh moment Karan feel karta hai. Karan apni ego pe le leta hai, Simran ne use daanta kaise. Karan imagine karta hai ki uski girlfriend muth maar rahi hai, and girlfriend ke saath uska stamina alag level ka hota hai. Karan try karta hai jitna delay woh kar sake ejaculate karne se.
Simran lund paas se dekh rahi hoti hai, uski aankhein ek intense focus ke saath uspe thami hui hain. Chahe woh ladkon ko hate kare but ek lund haath mein aata hai jab har ladki alag feel karti hai. Simran hilate-hilate speed tez kar deti hai jaldi nikalne ke liye, uski fingers ab ek urgent rhythm mein move karti hain, har stroke Karan ke jism mein ek garmi bhar deta hai. Karan ko feel hota hai woh Simran ke samne zyada der tik nahi payega. Use itna maza aata hai handjob se. Woh Simran ko touch karne ka sochta hai, Simran bilkul saath khadi hoti hai, uski saans ki garmi uske kaan tak aati hai. Karan apni right arm se use hug karta hai. Simran ko lagta hai nikalne wala tab paas aa raha hai mere. Woh Karan ko touch karne deti hai. Karan uski kamar pe haath rakhta hai, itni soft toh uski girlfriend ki bhi nahi hoti, uski skin ke warmth se uska dil aur zor se dhadakta hai.
Simran ko ganda feel hone lag jata hai, kyunki woh kisi bhi ladke ko aise maze nahi dena chahti, na feel karwana chahti ki woh submissive hai. Lund gila ho jata hai aage se, thodi awaaz bhi gili aati hai lund hilte huye. Simran dekh hi rahi hoti hai. Karan kamar touch karte-karte Simran ki gaand pe haath rakh deta hai. Jaise hi woh grab karta hai, Simran ka dil dhadka, uska gussa thanda ho raha tha par uski choot mein garmi badh rahi thi. Simran lund chhod ke zor se Karan ko thappad marti hai. Karan ekdum se cumshot se pehle shock ho jata hai Simran ke thappad se. Phir woh ek baar aur slap karti hai and gusse se bolti hai, “Teri himmat kaise hui mujhe touch karne ki? Abhi suspend karwa sakti hu main tujhe.”
Karan ka lund yeh sunte hi baith jata hai. Woh Simran ka haath pakad leta hai and sorry bolta hai. Karan Simran se kehta hai ki, “Mera nikalne wala tha and aapko kab touch kar liya pata hi nahi chala. Human body hai, meri kya galti isme?” Itne mein laboratory mein 2-3 ladkiyan enter hoti hain exam dene aayi hain jo. Simran bahar ja ke unhe baithne ko bolti hai and wapas room mein aa ke gate bandh karti hai.
Karan ke paas ja ke use bolti hai, “HOD and seniors practical dekhne aane wale hain, mujhe koi mistakes nahi chahiye. Jaldi finish kar.” Simran khud se lund haath mein leti hai and wapas khada karti hai, uski fingers ka touch itna soft aur commanding hai ki Karan ka jism dobara garam ho jata hai. Uska haath bhi gila ho jata hai precum se. Simran lund aage-piche karna shuru karti hai. And Karan is baar Simran se darta nahi, balki uska mann karta hai Simran ko touch karne ka. Woh face paas kar ke Simran ke neck pe lips lagane ki koshish karta hai, uski skin ka musky perfume uske senses ko ek nashe mein dooba deta hai. Woh piche hoti hai, but Karan use pakad ke paas kar leta hai.
Simran ka gussa pighal raha tha par uski body abhi bhi tadap rahi thi. Simran zor se muthi bandh kar leti hai, and Karan apne lips uski neck pe touch karta hai, uski saans ki garmi Simran ke jism mein ek sihran daudati hai. Simran lips feel karte hi wapas lund ache se pakad leti hai bina pain kiye and hilane lag jati hai, uski fingers ek slow, teasing rhythm mein move karti hain. Simran ko maza bhi aata hai but woh Karan ko fayda bhi nahi uthane dena chahti.
Karan kiss karte-karte apna haath Simran ki breasts pe rakhta hai. Woh gusse se bolti hai, “Stop.” Karan ignore kar ke halka sa uska boob daba deta hai haath se, uski skin ka naram ehsaas uske dil ko sukoon deta hai. Simran bolti hai, “I will slap you so hard, doosri class mein bhi sunega. Haath hata apna.”
Karan hata leta hai. Karan ko nasha ho jata hai Simran ki fragrance ka, uski body ki meethi khushboo ka jo uske dimaag mein chha jati hai. Woh bolta hai, “Mam, aapki khushboo kitni achi hai.” Yeh bol ke Karan Simran ki cheek pe kiss karta hai. Yeh karte hi Simran ki patience khatam ho jati hai. Woh nails se lund pe scratch karti hai and bolti hai, “Khushboo smell karni hai? Abhi karwati hu.” Simran left hand se Karan ka face apni body ke paas pull karti hai and apna left hand upar kar ke thoda apni underarm mein Karan ka face dabati hai.
Simran ki t-shirt ke upar se hi Karan apna face laga leta hai. Ek saans lete hi use Simran ke perfume ki khushboo aati hai, itni meethi aur intoxicating ki uska jism kaanp uthta hai. Saath mein use pain bhi hota hai lund pe to woh Simran ka haath thik se lund pe lagwata hai and Simran ki muthi bandh karwata hai, eyes bandh kar ke Simran ko smell karta hai waise hi side hug kar ke. Usne socha nahi hota ki koi ladki ko smell karne se bhi use itni excitement hogi. Simran use dekhti hai kaise uski armpit mein face daba ke lund hilwa raha hai.
Simran bhool jati hai ki use ladke nahi pasand. Karan itna khush ho ke use smell karta hai, uski khushboo uske dimaag mein ek nasha sa bhar deti hai. Simran use door nahi karti and use aur close kar ke apni body ke. Pehli baar dheere se bolti hai, “Finish now, hand thak gaya mera.” Karan eyes bandh kar ke uski body se chipka rehta hai and saansein tez ho jati hain. Simran uska face dekhti hai apni armpit mein, jaise Karan kapdon ke upar se apna muh khol ke tongue press kar raha hota hai armpit mein.
Simran ki choot gili ho jati hai, imagine kar ke ki Karan uski nude body lick kare aise and uski dono underarms. Simran ke mann mein new fetish aa jati hai. Karan 1 minute bhi thik se nahi tik pata, Simran ki body ke itne paas, uski meethi fragrance smell karte-karte. Karan ka sperm nikal jata hai. Simran jaldi se container pakad ke lund ke aage karti hai. Karan bohot hard finish karta hai, container fill ho jata hai and extra cum Simran ki fingers and haath pe lagta hai, uski skin pe ek warm, sticky feel chhodta hai.
Karan relax ho ke deep saans leta hai and Simran ko pakad ke hug kar leta hai. Simran ka hand hawa mein hota hai kyunki poora gila hota hai sperm se. Karan use samne se zor se hug kar ke thank you bolta hai. Simran bolti hai, “Bas, ja ab.” Karan ka dil bola, “Girlfriend ko dhoka nahi dena, par Simran ki khushboo mujhe pagal kar rahi hai.” Karan fayda utha ke moment ka, Simran ki kiss le leta hai. Simran hug feel kar rahi hoti hai tabhi ekdum se Karan Simran ke lips pe lips laga leta hai. Woh hilti hai thoda. Is se pehle woh kuch bole ya roke, Karan uske soft juicy lips ko apne lips mein le leta hai and 2-3 second mein hi apni tongue uske lips pe ghuma deta hai, uski lips ka garam, naram ehsaas uske jism mein aag laga deta hai.
Jaise hi lips door hote hain, Simran ke muh se awaaz aati hai, “Karannn!” Karan uski cheek pe kiss kar ke bhaag jata hai. Simran shock mein khadi rehti hai and apni finger apas mein rub karti hai, uska cum feel karti hai, uski fingers pe woh sticky warmth uske dil mein ek ajeeb si garmi jagati hai. Phir woh hand wash kar ke sample le ke bahar jati hai and practical conduct karti hai.
Karan bahar ja ke apni girlfriend se milta hai. Woh puchti hai, “Kahan tha tu? And aise thaka hua kaise lag raha hai, jaise bhaag ke aaya ho?” Karan use dekhte hi guilt feel karta hai. Kahan usne sapne dekhe the girlfriend ke, us se shadi karne ke. Karan ko feel hota hai usne cheat kiya apni girlfriend ko, but woh direct bol bhi nahi sakta. Karan ka dil bola, “Girlfriend ke saath itna pyar hai, phir Simran ke liye yeh tadap kyun?” Karan koi aur baat shuru kar deta hai and dono chale jate hain.
Karan uske baad Simran ko avoid karta hai, and kyunki exams hote hain, kuch din ka gap aa jata hai dono ke milne mein. Phir ek din classes shuru hone ke baad, Karan college ke corridor mein walk kar ke aa raha hota hai akela and left raste se Simran aa rahi hoti hai. Dono ki bodies galti se ek doosre se bhid jati hain and Simran ke haath se book niche gir jati hai. Karan ekdum sorry bol ke book uthane ke liye jhukta hai. Tab use ehsaas hota hai ki samne Simran hai. Karan bohot awkward feel karta hai apni professor ko face karne mein. Karan dar ke good morning bolta hai. Simran use bolti hai, “Karan, tu. Main bohot din se wait kar rahi thi. Come in my office now.”
Karan ki haalat kharab ho jati hai. Simran ki tone se woh samajh jata hai ki woh gusse mein hai. Simran bina kuch aur kahe chalne lag jati hai. Karan khade-khade sab yaad karta hai, woh moment jab Simran lund hila rahi thi and uski woh mistake last mein, Simran ko pakad ke kiss karna. Karan sochta hai, kaash main us din kuch na karta, chup-chap masturbate kar deta. Simran chalte-chalte piche dekh ke use wapas bolti hai, “Jaldi.” Karan uske piche chalne lag jata hai.
Simran apne cabin mein enter hoti hai. Karan ke pair kaamp rahe hote hain uske office mein jane se, but woh himmat kar ke enter ho jata hai. Simran gate lock kar ke ekdum se Karan ka lund jeans ke upar se grab karti hai, zor se pakad ke Karan ki balls bhi daba deti hai. Karan dard se awaaz karta hai, uske muh se “Mam” nikalta hai. Simran ek haath se Karan ki balls pakadti hai, doosre haath se zor se use thappad marti hai. Simran ki awaaz se hi ladke darte hain, Karan toh punishment face kar raha hota hai.
Simran bolti hai, “How dare you? Aaj tak kisi ki himmat nahi hui mujhe touch bhi kare. Mujhse bina puche mujhe kiss kaise kiya tune?” Karan bas rota nahi, lekin uski haalat itni kharab ho jati hai, use samajh nahi aata kya bole woh. Woh Simran ka haath pakad ke use rokta hai aur pain karne se, and baar-baar woh sorry bolta hai. Simran ko uski sorry se kuch farak nahi padta, uske liye sab ladke ek jaise hi hote hain.
Karan uske samne knees pe baith jata hai and haath jod leta hai. Woh Simran se beg karta hai ki woh waisa ladka nahi hai. Karan bolta hai, “Mam, I know maine us din limit cross ki but usme meri galti nahi thi. Main thodi soch ke aaya tha ki aap khud mera sperm nikaloge. Mujhe attraction ho gayi thi aap se and control nahi raha khud pe. I am really sorry for that. Please forgive me this time.”
Karan ko waise beg karte huye dekh ke Simran ka feminism jaag jata hai. Woh bohot acha feel karti hai Karan ko apne pairon mein baitha hua dekh ke. Simran use last warning bol ke jane ke liye bol deti hai. Karan sorry bol ke room se bahar aa jata hai and uska confidence low ho jata hai. Usne socha nahi tha Simran itna bully karti hogi, itni gusse wali hogi.
Karan apni girlfriend ke paas chala jata hai and use hug kar leta hai. Uski girlfriend bolti hai, “Kya hua ekdum se?” Karan bolta hai, “I love you. Main bohot lucky hu mujhe tu mil gayi, nahi toh aajkal ki ladkiyan itni buri hoti hain, kisi bhi ladke ki life hell kar de. Tu meri strength hai.” Uski girlfriend use comfort deti hai and Karan us din sochta hai jitna time degree mein bacha hai, woh Simran se baat bhi nahi karega.
But destiny ne kuch aur socha hota hai. Karan apni girlfriend and friends ke saath baitha hota hai, sab enjoy kar rahe hote hain. Tabhi Simran samne se walk kar ke aati hai and Karan ko awaaz deti hai. Sab friends Karan ko dekhte hain, sochte hain ki Simran ise kyun bula rahi hai. Karan ka mood poora kharab ho jata hai. Uski girlfriend bolti hai, “Simran kyun bula rahi hai tujhe?” Karan bolta hai, “Pata nahi,” and woh uth ke Simran ke paas jata hai.
Simran use straight face se bolti hai, “I need a volunteer again. 30 minute baad maine practical class leni hai. Go to my lab. Wahan sab saman pada hai, sperm sample de de ja ke. Tera sperm sample us din acha tha.” Karan ko itna zyada gussa aata hai Simran ki baat sun ke. Jis cheez ke liye usne Karan ko itna humiliate kiya, itni himmat uski wapas same cheez karne ko bol rahi hai. Karan ke paas haan karne ke siwa koi option nahi hota, kyunki Simran ke haath mein uska result hai. Agar Simran ko phir gussa aaya, is baar woh Karan se badla zarur legi. Karan ok bolta hai.
Simran turn ho ke apne hairs hawa mein lahra ke aise chal ke jati hai jaise ramp walk kar rahi ho. Karan ki girlfriend uske paas aati hai and puchti hai, “Kya hua?” Karan uska haath pakad ke use apne saath le jata hai and lab mein ja ke girlfriend ko batata hai sperm sample ke baare mein. Uski girlfriend puchti hai, “Tujhe hi kyun bola Simran ne?” Karan bolta hai, “Mujhe kya pata. Bol diya toh bol diya. Ab kya karu main? Mujhe anxiety ho rahi hai.”
Uski girlfriend apna haath Karan ki chest pe rakhti hai and use calm down bolti hai. Karan bolta hai, “Mujhe garmi lag rahi hai and saans nahi aa raha.” Uski girlfriend jaldi se uske shirt ke buttons kholti hai and shirt utar deti hai. Lab mein air conditioner nahi hota but fan hota hai. Fan on kar ke woh Karan ko baithne ke liye bolti hai. Apni girlfriend ki arms mein use sukoon milta hai. Karan bolta hai, “Maine nahi karna kuch, kisi aur ko bula lete hain. Koi aur de dega sample.”
Girlfriend bolti hai, “Simran ka pata toh hai kaisi hai. Abhi aane wali hogi. Hume moka mila hai number banane ka uske samne. Hum kyun piche hate? Kal ko yaad rakhegi woh marks dete time ki tu kitna obedient student hai.” Yeh bol ke woh hasne lag jati hai. Karan bolta hai, “Not funny. Mera toh khada bhi nahi ho raha Simran ka soch ke.” Uski girlfriend use tease karti hai, “Khada nahi ho raha mere hote huye? Abhi karwa deti hu main.”
Uski girlfriend apna haath lund pe rakh deti hai and jeans ke upar se rub karti hai, uski fingers ka naram touch Karan ke jism mein aag laga deta hai. Apni girlfriend ke itne sensual touch se Karan ka lund khada hone lag jata hai. Karan ghum ke use kiss karta hai. Dono tight hug kar ke smooch karte hain. Karan apni girlfriend ki gaand dabata hai and uski girlfriend apna haath uski jeans mein daal leti hai, lund pakad ke muthi mein, use kiss karti hai, uske lips ka geela ehsaas Karan lo bhut araam deta hai. Dono horny ho jate hain. Girlfriend Karan ka lund nikal ke bahar use tease karti hai, bolti hai, “Mujhe de de sample, main store kar leti hu apne pet mein.”
Karan uski dress niche kar ke lund uski choot ke lagata hai and hug kar ke dono moan karte hain, uski choot ka geela pan uske lund pe lagta hai. Lund andar ghusta nahi us se pehle Karan apni girlfriend ki nude ass pe spank karta hai. Woh ekdum se awaaz karti hai. Karan ko maza aata hai. Woh dobara spank karta hai. Girlfriend use door karti hai, bolti hai, “Koi aa jayega.” Karan bohot horny ho jata hai. Girlfriend ko jhuka ke use dobara spank karta hai. Uski girlfriend bolti hai, “Simran aa jayegi. Jaldi sample bhar container mein and chal yahan se. Mujhe ajeeb sa lag raha hai.”
Karan bolta hai, “Fine, nikaal mera.” Girlfriend bolti hai, “Main nikalun? Haath se?” Karan bolta hai, “Nahi, muh se. Obviously haath se hi.” Uski girlfriend chair pe baith ke lund haath mein leti hai. Karan samne khade ho ke apne haath uske shoulders pe rakhta hai. Woh lund hilana shuru karti hai, uski fingers ka garam touch Karan ko goosebumps deta hai. Karan ko maza aata hai, but wahan laboratory mein Simran ke darr se woh khul ke enjoy nahi kar pata. Uski girlfriend ache se tez-tez muth marti hai. Karan ko khade-khade uski cleavage dikhti hai. Woh ekdum se use pakad ke uski dress upar utha deta hai and bra bina khole apna lund bra ke beech mein fasa deta hai.
Cleavage mein lund fit hote hi uski girlfriend bolti hai, “Hum college mein hain. Koi aa gya na, dono fasenge.” Karan hilta hai thoda, apni hot girlfriend ki garam breasts feel karta hai lund pe, skins apas mein rub hoti hain, ek gili awaaz uske kaan mein gungunati hai. Girlfriend phir bolti hai, “Karan, mat kar. Room pe dungi na main, bed pe late ke lund lungi breasts mein. Please stop.” Karan feel mein kuch nahi sunta and hilta rehta hai.
Jab girlfriend ko lagta hai ab nahi maanega Karan, woh dono haath se apne boobs press karti hai and Karan ko tight feel karwati hai. Dono boobs ke beech lund dabte hi ache se, Karan moan karta hai and speed tez kar deta hai. Simran itne mein wahan aa jati hai. Use moaning ki awaaz sunai deti hai. Woh dheere se lab ke us room ke paas jati hai jahan Karan hota hai. Woh chup ke room mein dekhti hai. Karan ek ladki ke boobs mein lund hila raha hai and ladki use jaldi karne ke liye bol rahi hai.
Simran zor se gate pakad leti hai and bina shor kiye dekhti hai. Karan apni girlfriend ki bra upar utha raha hai and girlfriend bas baithi hai. Karan apna lund pakad ke uske nipple pe lagata hai and press karta hai. Hard lund boob ke center mein press hote hi girlfriend ki eyes bandh ho jati hain, woh bhi moan karti hai. Karan lund pakad ke uski nipple pe ghumata hai, phir halka hila ke lund nipple pe marta hai. Girlfriend ki dono nipples poori khadi ho jati hain, hard.
Simran ki choot yeh dekh ke gili hone lag jati hai, uski saans tez ho jati hai. Uska bhi mann karta hai ladki ki jagah baithne ka, but phir wahi uski hate uske mann mein aa jati hai ki ladkon ko itni permission deni hi nahi chahiye, unhe bas control mein rakhna chahiye. Karan apni girlfriend ko tease karte-karte uske muh mein thumb deta hai. Girlfriend poori gili ho jati hai, use maza aata hai har cheez mein. Karan uska face paas kar ke lund uske face pe rakhta hai, bolta hai, “Sssssss, itna maza aata hai jab lund aise tere muh pe rakhta hu.”
Uski girlfriend lund se chipak ke bolti hai, “Mujhe hamesha iske niche rehna hai aise hi. Meri jagah hai yeh.” Karan lund uske lips pe tap karta hai, bolta hai, “I love you.” Phir wapas lund girlfriend ke haath mein deta hai and woh container pakad ke lund hilati hai. Karan ka pani nikal jata hai. Sample bandh kar ke girlfriend Karan ka lund muh mein leti hai and clean karti hai.
Simran ka muh khul jata hai yeh sab dekh ke. Uske mathe se pasina bhi aata hai, mix emotions feel karti hai woh. And wahan se hat ke woh piche jati hai and chalne ki awaaz karti hai. Karan and uski girlfriend ekdum se khade ho jate hain and kapde thik karte hain. Simran samne aa jati hai. Karan Simran ko bolta hai, “Mam, yeh meri friend hai. Mujhe bulane aayi thi. Apne jo kaam kaha tha woh ho gaya. Main jau ab?”
Simran Karan ka face dekhti hai kaise jhoot bol raha hai. Simran ko moment wapas yaad aata hai, Karan ab itna smart ban raha hai, kaise woh mere se chipak ke mujhe smell kar raha tha. Simran ko Karan ki dono side dikh jati hain. Woh Karan ko thank you bol ke jane ko kehti hai. Dono girlfriend-boyfriend bahar chale jate hain.
Simran ki panty poori gili ho chuki hoti hai. Woh chal ke sample ke paas jati hai and apne haath mein leti hai. Itna sperm dekh ke Simran ki body ke hairs khade ho jate hain. Uska haath apne aap apni panty mein chala jata hai. Woh khud ko middle finger se finger karna shuru kar deti hai. Gili choot rub karte hi Simran khud ko moan karne se rok nahi pati, uski choot ka geela pan uski fingers pe lagta hai. Itna zyada maza aata hai use. Woh container ka dhakan khol ke apni finger sperm mein dip karti hai and bahar nikal ke chair pe baith ke tez-tez masturbate karti hai.
Uske muh se apne aap moaning jaise awazein nikalti hain. Chup hone ke liye woh sperm wali finger muh mein le leti hai and tongue pe sperm lagte hi uski eyes upar ho jati hain and finger poori andar deep choot mein ghus jati hai. Finger zor se suck kar ke woh masturbate karti hai and use orgasm ho jata hai. Simran soch rahi thi, “Yeh galat hai, par iske saath itna sukoon kyun milta hai?” Uske lips dry ho jate hain, body thak jati hai, pyaas bhi lag jati hai use.
Use khud pe gussa aata hai ki Karan ne uske samne apni girlfriend pe itna dominant kaise behave kiya. Woh sochti hai uske saath toh woh knees pe baith ke beg kar raha tha. Simran ko ganda feel hota hai ki woh acha feel kar rahi thi Karan ko bully kar ke, but ab woh khud Karan se chudwane ka soch rahi hai, uska sperm taste kar rahi hai. Simran ki selfishness bahar aa jati hai. Woh soch leti hai Karan ko wapas apne under karne ka and use darane ka.
Next morning, Simran wait karti hai Karan ka. Jaise hi Karan akela dikhta hai, Simran uske paas ja ke bolti hai, “Mere office mein chal abhi. Kuch baat karni hai.” Karan bolta hai, “Yahin bol do, kya hua hai ab? Main nahi ja raha kahin bhi.” Simran bolti hai, “Mere paas video hai tumhari kal ki, jo tum kar rahe the.” Karan sunte hi girne wala ho jata hai, use ekdum se chakkar aata hai. Simran uska haath pakad ke bolti hai, “Main delete kar dungi agar abhi office mein chalega to.”
Karan dar ke face hilata hai, haan bolta hai. Simran use apne saath le jati hai and gate lock kar ke use apni chair pe bithati hai. Karan ko wapas Simran se darr lagne lag jata hai. Simran uske paas ho ke uska kaan pakadti hai. Karan apne haath se uska haath pakadta hai, bolta hai, “Mam, maine ab kuch bhi nahi kiya. Aap mujhe har time aise tang nahi kar sakte. Jo bhi ab tak hua, aapki wajah se hua, and maine sab accept kar liya jo meri galti thi. Meri girlfriend ke saath main kya karta hu, us se aapko kuch matlab nahi hona chahiye.”
Simran ko Karan ka darr acha lagta hai. Woh bolti hai, “Zyada nahi bol raha tu? Yeh mat bhool, ek minute lagega mujhe teri girlfriend ko fail karne mein. I don’t care tu uske saath kya karta hai. Use tere niche rehna hai toh rahe, mujhe koi matlab nahi hai. Mujhe toh tere se kaam hai bas. Us din tu mujhe smell kar raha tha, mujhe acha laga.”
Karan yeh sun ke shock ho jata hai. Simran apni dono arms upar kar ke bolti hai, “Dobara waise hi kar.” Karan ki blood pressure tez ho jata hai. Itna confusing ho jata hai sab. Simran use itni sexy and hot lagti hai, but girlfriend ko cheat bhi nahi kar sakta, us se bohot zyada pyar karta hai. Karan ka dil bola, “Girlfriend ke saath itna pyar hai, phir Simran ke liye yeh tadap kyun?” And ek time pe Simran ki baat maan bhi le, but Simran ek hardcore bitch hai, selfish woman. Karan sab soch raha hota hai. Simran use bolti hai, “Abhi kar, warna mujhse bura koi nahi hoga.”
Karan ke paas phir koi option nahi hota kuch bhi bolne ka. Woh Simran ki kamar pe haath rakhta hai. Simran paas hoti hai chair ke. Karan Simran ki shirt dekhta hai paas se, uski soft body, sexy boobs, and full sleeves shirt hai to use zyada ajeeb bhi nahi lagta. Woh face paas karta hai dheere-dheere. Simran use dekhti hai. Karan eyes bandh kar ke Simran ki armpit mein face daba deta hai and hug kar ke use smell karta hai, uski musky khushboo uske sar ko chakkar de deti hai. Simran lambi saans leti hai, uski saans ki garmi Karan ke kaan tak aati hai.
Simran ka doosra haath apne aap Karan ke sar pe chala jata hai. Karan bhool jata hai woh Simran ke itne close hai jab Simran use pyar se apni body se chipka rahi hai. Karan ko maza aata hai. Karan apne lips kholta hai and tongue nikalta hai, shirt ke upar se uski armpit lick karta hai, uski skin ka taste uske muh mein ek nasha sa bhar deta hai. Luckily winters shuru hone ka time hota hai, to koi sweat and unhygienic use feel nahi hota. Simran jaisi bhi hai, but us se hot and well-maintained body kisi teacher ki nahi hai poore college mein. Karan uski khushboo mein kho jata hai.
Simran uska face doosri arm mein lagwati hai. Simran ki dono armpits wet ho jati hain Karan ke lick karne se. Phir Karan Simran ki breasts pe apna face rakhta hai. Simran ko maza aata hai. Simran apni dress niche se kholti hai. Karan ko feel hota hai Simran kapde khol rahi hai. Karan shirt ke upar se uski nipple dekhta hai, hard, and uspe lips laga leta hai, uski nipple ka garam ehsaas uske lips pe lagta hai.
Simran jaldi se panty niche kar ke Karan ko push karti hai. Karan piche ho ke Simran ki body dekhta hai. Simran ki legs itni sexy hoti hain, smooth skin, and uski choot itni achi shape ki, halka sa bulge choot pe and thode se hairs. Karan ko aadat hoti hai apni girlfriend ki bushy choot khane ki, but apne se badi age ki itni hot woman ki choot dekh ke uske muh mein paani aa jata hai. Is se pehle Simran us se karwaye, Karan khud use hug kar ke apna face choot mein daba deta hai, uski choot ka geela pan uske lips pe lagta hai, ek meethi khushboo se uska sar ghum jata hai.
Simran moan karti hai ekdum se, hairs jab uske muh mein jate hain. Woh Karan ka kaan pakadti hai. Karan excitement mein lick karna shuru kar deta hai. Tongue ache se feel hote hi Simran uske sar pe dono haath rakh leti hai and khud hilti hai. Jaise Karan apni girlfriend ke muh pe lund rakh raha tha, same waise Simran Karan ke muh pe choot rakh ke uske lips pe rub karti hai, uski choot ki garmi uske face pe lagti hai. Dono moan karte hain. Karan apni body loose chhod deta hai and Simran ki choot ke niche enjoy karta hai.
Simran apne hands hatati hai. Karan tab bhi us se door nahi hota and apna face, eyes bandh kar ke, choot mein daba ke rakhta hai. Simran uske hairs pakadti hai and uska face door karti hai choot se. Wapas Simran ki bad side samne aa jati hai. Woh Karan ko halka slap karti hai, bolti hai, “Yeh hai tum ladkon ki jagah. Yaad rakhio hamesha.” Karan ko koi farak nahi padta, use Simran se attachment feel hoti hai, uski choot ka pani taste kar ke. Karan nashe mein hota hai, woh kuch nahi bolta.
Simran wapas use slap karti hai. Karan eyes bandh kar leta hai. Simran dono cheeks pe halke thappad marti hai. Karan ko usme bhi maza aata hai. Dono cheeks red ho jati hain uski. Simran ko aisa maza bohot time baad aata hai jab uski feminist side itni bahar aayi ho. Woh Karan ka face dekhti hai, gila, and Karan ke lips pe Simran ke 2-3 hairs choot ke, uski red cheeks. Simran ko uska perfect toy mil jata hai.
Simran uska face pakad ke uspe spit karti hai. Karan ko feel hota hai uske lips pe kuch gira hai gila. Woh eyes kholta hai, use Simran ka face dikhta hai, uske pink sexy lips se saliva nikal raha hai and uske face pe aa raha hai.
Is baar seedha uske muh ke andar girta hai. And ekdum se Simran wapas uska face choot mein daba deti hai, uski choot ka taste uske muh mein ek aur nasha bhar deta hai.
Karan sochta hai yeh sab toh uski girlfriend ne kabhi nahi kiya. Even uski girlfriend toh perfume bhi nahi lagati Simran jaise. Simran ki body ki itni achi khushboo and tasty choot. Karan sab bhool ke moment enjoy karta hai, apni tongue choot mein dalta hai. Simran feel karti hai Karan ne give up kar diya. Simran uska face pakad ke dono haath se hilti hai, use orgasm ho jata hai Karan ke face pe. Bina sharam ke Simran ache se moan karti hai. Simran sochti hai,“Yeh galat hai, par iske saath itna sukoon kyun milta hai?” Body relax ho jati hai dono ki.
Karan piche ho jata hai. Simran samne desk pe hi late jati hai, legs khol ke. Karan thaka hua uski choot dekhta hai, red poori, uski gili choot ka bulge uske dil mein aag laga deta hai. Use acha feel hota hai ki Simran ko kaise khaya usne. Uska lund khada hi hota hai. Woh sochta hai abhi moka hai, Simran samne leti hai table pe, isi ke table pe chod deta hu. Chudwa bhi legi, choot garam hai.
Karan lund nikal ke khada hota hai. Simran thak ke giri hoti hai table pe, eyes bandh. Karan legs mein ho ke jhatke se apna lund choot mein daba deta hai. Simran awaaz karti hai. Karan uske upar ho jata hai, hug kar leta hai, and zor se lund andar ghusa deta hai. Simran dard se awaaz karti hai. Karan ki back pe fingers and nails se zor se grab karti hai. Dono ko pain hota hai. 3-4 baar hilne ke baad bhi lund thik se ghusta nahi, us se pehle Simran use push kar deti hai and khade ho ke zor se thappad marti hai.
Karan uska haath pakadta hai and use apne aage jhukane ka try karta hai. Simran uski muscles ke samne tik nahi pati and Karan usi ke table pe use jhuka deta hai and first time uski gaand dekhta hai, white smooth skin, soft bubble butt, uski skin ka naram ehsaas uske haathon mein ek garmi bhar deta hai. Jaldi se woh lund gaand mein lagata hai. Use idea hota hai asshole kahan hoga kyunki woh girlfriend ke saath kar chuka hota hai, andhere mein bhi bina dekhe woh seedha gaand mein lund daal leta hai.
Simran ko jaise hi lund feel hota hai gaand mein, woh poora zor lagati hai. Karan dar jata hai, piche ho jata hai. Simran khadi ho ke apni knee se kick karti hai Karan ki legs mein, uski balls pe. Karan awaaz karta hai dard mein and niche gir jata hai. Simran gusse se bolti hai, “Aaya maza?”
Karan dar mein niche lund pakad ke pain kam hone ka wait karta hai. Uski jaan nikal jati hai. Simran paas ho ke apna pair nikalti hai shoe se, uska sexy foot and pink nail polish. Apni foot woh Karan ke muh pe rakhti hai. Karan dard mein feel karta hai uska foot, uski skin ka garam touch uske face pe lagta hai. Simran bolti hai, “Don’t underestimate me. Tu jaanta nahi mujhe. Aaj ke baad jitna main bolu utna hi karega. Lund kahin idhar-udhar daalne ki koshish ki toh tod ke haath mein de dungi.”
Karan ka gussa wapas aa jata hai. Ek toh pain, upar se Simran ka itna ganda behaviour. 5 minute pehle Karan uske liye tadap raha tha use chodne ke liye, ek minute mein Simran ne sara mood kharab kar diya. Karan khada ho ke kapde thik kar ke wahan se chala jata hai. Uske mann mein Simran ki gaand marne ka itna mann karta hai ki Simran mana kare, woh phir bhi chode. Tab maza ayega.
Uske baad Karan Simran ka toy ban ke rah jata hai. Simran free time mein use cabin mein bula ke use tang karti hai. Karan dheere-dheere Simran ko convince kar leta hai ki uski bhi needs hain. Simran Karan ke samne nude hone lag jati hai and Karan uski armpits bhi nude lick karne lag jata hai, uski nangi skin ka taste ek alag hi nasha deta hai.
Karan ko new fetish lag jati hai. Woh apni girlfriend ko bhi chodte time uski armpits mein lick karne lag jata hai. Girlfriend ko bohot tickling hoti hai, but Simran jaisa maza use nahi hota. Simran use sex karne hi nahi deti, hamesha us se lick karwa ke last mein Karan ka lund haath mein le ke hila deti hai. Jis din zyada impress ho, us din Karan ko thoda hump karne deti hai gaand mein. Choot pe Karan bohot try karta hai, but Simran uska lund touch hi nahi hone deti.
Day by day Karan ki desperation badhti jati hai. Woh Simran ko bohot request karta hai ki condom laga ke sex karne do, but Simran ko yeh darr hota hai jis din allow kar diya, meri dominance khatam ho jayegi and Karan abhi jaise baat maanta hai kuch bhi karta hai, phir yeh bas sex demand karega.
Ek din Sunday ko Simran Karan ko college bulati hai. Simran ko kaafi kaam hota hai papers check karne ka, use help chahiye hota hai extra kaam ke liye. Karan ki girlfriend bhi ghar gayi hoti hai, to woh sochta hai free hi hu, kuch karne ka nahi hai, isi bahane Simran ki body feel kar lunga. Woh chala jata hai.
Simran chair pe white t-shirt mein baithi hoti hai room mein, casual clothes, uski tight t-shirt uske curves ko aur sexy bana rahi thi. Karan paas jata hai, koi nahi hota poore floor pe. Simran bolti hai, “Bohot stress hai, headache ho gya.” Karan chair ke piche khade ho ke Simran ko head massage deta hai.
Uski ungliyan uski neck ki soft skin pe phisalti hain. Simran pehli baar kuch galat nahi bolti and use bura treat nahi karti. Karan uski neck and shoulders bhi touch karta hai. Simran sukoon se saans leti hai.
Karan apna haath niche le jata hai uske boob pe and haath mein pakad ke masalta hai. Simran eyes bandh kar leti hai. Karan bolta hai, “Mam, aap thik ho? Kuch bol nahi rahe.” Simran bolti hai, “Kya bolu, itna kaam hai.” Pehli baar Karan ko Simran pe pyar aata hai itna. Karan samne aa ke uspe jhuk ke chair recline kar deta hai and upar ho ke uske lips pe lips lagata hai, slow lips pe lips press kar ke cozy sa atmosphere create karta hai, uski saans ki garmi Simran ke lips pe lagti hai. Simran bolti hai, “Thappad khana hai?” Karan uske dono lips apne lips mein le leta hai and kiss karta hai, uski lips ka juicy taste . Simran use door karne ki koshish karti hai. Karan nahi hota.
Simran bolti hai, “Bohot kaam hai mujhe. Hat mere upar se.” Karan smooch karne lag jata hai. Simran bhi thoda saath deti hai, tongue se tongue touch karwati hai, uski tongue ka geela ehsaas Karan ki hearbeat tez karta hai. Karan Simran ka muh khol ke uske andar apni tongue ghusa deta hai. Simran ko acha lagta hai to woh halka suck karti hai. Phir bolti hai, “Main bohot maarungi, ab kuch baaki nahi hai iska matlab zyada comfortable hoga.” Karan bolta hai, “Maar lo. Mujhe nahi farak padta ab. Maine accept kar liya hai and mujhe acha lagta hai aapke saath.”
Simran ki heartbeat tez ho jati hai. Kahan use ladkon se nafrat thi and nafrat karte-karte usi ladke se itni attachment ho gayi. Simran soch rahi thi, “Yeh ladka mujhe pagal kar raha hai, nafrat bhi hai par pyara bhi lag raha hai.” Karan Simran ke poore face pe kisses karta hai and tight hug kar ke bolta hai, “Mujhe aapse pyar ho gaya, not like girlfriend-boyfriend. Girlfriend meri hai, but aapke saath ek alag bond feel hota hai mujhe. Pehle aapse darr lagta tha, but ab mujhe sukoon milta hai aapko maze de ke , mai wait karta hu kab ap mere muh me choot do and mai apko orgasm du.”
Simran ke liye bohot zyada unexpected hota hai Karan ka yeh sab bolna. Woh use door kar deti hai and chair thik kar ke students ke papers check karne lag jati hai. Karan saath mein khada hota hai, woh Simran ka desk thik karta hai, phir uske papers arrange kar ke sab. Woh Simran ke samne baith jata hai uski legs mein. Woh bolti hai, “Kya kar raha hai?” Karan legs mein baith ke apna face uski thighs mein daba deta hai, kapdon ke upar se muh chalata hai, uski thighs ka garam ehsaas uske face pe lagta hai. Simran ko relax feel hota hai. Woh papers check karti rehti hai.
Karan lick karte-karte halki awaaz karta hai. Poore room mein shanti hoti hai. Simran ki nafrat pyar mein convert hone lag jati hai. Karan uski choot gili kar ke uski t-shirt upar uthata hai and uski bra khol deta hai. Simran kuch nahi bolti. Karan Simran ka boob muh mein leke eyes bandh karta hai. Uski body ki khushboo aa jati hai kapde kholte hi, ek meethi fragrance uske senses mein ghus jati hai. Simran haath rakh leti hai uske sar pe and Karan sone lag jata hai. Use bhi feel hota hai Simran ka touch. Itne pyar se toh aaj tak usne boobs nahi chuswaye.Karan sucking shuru kar deta hai and neend aane lag jati hai use.
Karan bina darr ke jaise uska mann karta hai, woh khane lag jata hai, khichne lag jata hai nipple, uski nipple ka hard, garam taste uske muh mein ek nasha bhar deta hai. Simran use chusne deti hai. Dono boobs swell kar jate hain, red ho jate hain. Dono ko garmi lagne lag jati hai, halka pasina bhi aata hai. Karan upar dekhta hai, Simran muh khol ke baithi hai, enjoy kar rahi hai, bohot zyada maza aa raha hai use.
Karan uski arm utha ke lips underarm mein le jata hai. First time use Simran ki body pe sweat milta hai, afternoon ka time, uski warm armpit ka musky taste uske tongue pe lagta hai. Dono itne close, kisi ka darr nahi, itne zyada horny. Karan apni tongue uski warm armpit mein lga ke lick kar deta hai. Simran sexy awaaz mein moan karti hai. Karan ache se use lick karta hai, phir doosra haath utha ke usmein. Karan bolta hai lick kar ke, “I love you.” Simran kuch nahi bolti.
Karan wapas uske boobs bite karta hai. Jab react nahi karti woh, Karan face niche le jata hai belly pe, kiss karte-karte, uski belly ki soft skin uske lips pe lagti hai. Simran uske dono kaan pakadti hai. Karan ignore kar ke uske bottoms niche pull kar deta hai. Juicy choot bahar aa jati hai. Bina legs khole woh tongue daba deta hai choot mein, uski choot ka geela pan uske lips pe lagta hai .Karan bolta hai orgasm ho gya ap ko? muje taste aa ra hai cream ka. Simran legs tight bandh karti hai. Karan bolta hai, “Aap sharma rahe ho aaj? Pichle ek mahine mein kitni baar mera face fuck kiya hai aapne. Aaj aapko sharam aa rahi hai?”
Simran moan karte-karte nahi-nahi bolti hai, “Please.” Karan nahi manta and choot khane lag jata hai. Simran uske hairs pull karti hai, moan karti hai. Karan tab tak uski choot apne lips se door nahi karta jab tak Simran ko orgasm nahi hota. Orgasm hote hi Simran use hug kar leti hai and khud kiss karne lag jati hai. Karan muh khol ke eyes close kar leta hai. Simran ache se uske lips and tongue suck karti hai.
Jab dono ki saansein bhi ek ho jati hain, bodies chipki hui, Simran ko feel hota hai woh galat kar rahi hai Karan ko maze de ke. Uski girlfriend hai, and Karan and Simran ka koi future bhi nahi hai, age gap itna hai. Simran soch rahi thi, “Yeh galat hai, par iske saath itna sukoon kyun milta hai?” Simran use door karti hai and jane ka bolti hai. Karan baar-baar use hug karta hai, uski arms mein aata hai, but Simran use apne paas nahi aane deti, khadi ho jati hai, bolti hai, “Bas ab, ja, kaam hai mujhe.”
Karan bhi khada ho ke apna lund nikal leta hai, bolta hai, “I need you.” Simran bolti hai, “Please, na maine pehle allow kiya na ab karungi.” Karan bolta hai, “Thik hai, apni choot mat do, but gaand mein toh touch karne dete ho mujhe. Please karne do.” Simran guilt mein chali jati hai. Haar ke woh desk pe computer off karti hai and jhuk jati hai.
Karan uski panty niche pull karta hai, phir paas ho ke lund uski soft garam gaand mein dabata hai, uski gaand ka naram ehsaas uske lund pe lagta hai. Simran ne use bataya hota hai ki sirf touch kar ke hump karna hai, insert nahi karna. Karan moan karna shuru karta hai. Simran eyes bandh kar ke Karan ka lund feel karti hai, hard, apni gaand mein. Karan enjoy karta hai, tez hilne lag jata hai, enjoy karte-karte woh spank karta hai Simran ki gaand pe. Simran ki eyes khul jati hain, ekdum uthne lagti hai woh. Karan use jhuka ke rakhta hai. Simran bolti hai, “Nahi, yeh sab nahi.” Karan bilkul nahi sunta, wapas spank karta hai.
Simran ghum ke use thappad marti hai. Karan bolta hai, “Mujhe farak nahi padta. I know aapko maza aata hai, kitna bhi aap dikhao ki aap dominant ho. Maine feel kiya hai jab aap tadapte ho mere liye.” Dono eyes mein dekhte hain ek doosre ke. Simran ke paas kuch nahi hota bolne ka. Karan wapas use ghuma ke bend kar deta hai and asshole pe lund ki tip laga ke hump karna shuru karta hai.
Karan ke muh se awaaz aati hai, “Sssssss.” Simran dono haath se desk pakad leti hai. Karan hilte-hilte spank karta hai. Simran bhi moan karti hai. Kuch der mein woh enjoy karne lag jati hai, spanking. Dono hips red ho jate hain. Simran bilkul free chhod deti hai body. Karan feel kar leta hai and jhatke se Simran ki gaand mein ghusa deta hai apna lund.
Simran bohot tez cheekh marti hai, poore floor pe awaaz jati hai. Karan uska muh bandh kar deta hai and use lund feel karwata hai. Pehle 10-15 jhatke mein toh Simran ki jaan nikal jati hai. Woh apne haath pe spit karti hai and moan karte-karte hand piche lati hai. Karan dekhta hai Simran lund pakad rahi hai. Ruk jata hai woh, lund bahar khich ke. Simran apni fingers lund ki tip pe lagati hai, apna saliva rub karti hai. Karan smajh jata hai, woh apne muh se saliva spit karta hai niche Simran ke haath pe. Simran uska saliva lund pe rub karti hai. Phir Karan dobara andar dalta hai. Simran submissive feel karti hai and mix feelings aati hain use.
Karan ka sapna poora hota hai, Simran ki gaand marne ka, special feel karta hai woh. Karan bolta hai poore college ka sapna hai ye karne ka kitna lucky hu mai. Kuch der gaand maar ke Karan piche hota hai and Simran ko ghuma ke table pe push karta hai. Woh apne table pe gir jati hai, legs khuli, choot gili, hairs poore wet. Use hosh aata hai ki Karan uski choot mein dalega ab. Woh rokti hai. Karan legs mein ghus jata hai and lund laga deta hai choot ke. Woh baar-baar lund pakadti hai, haath beech mein lati hai.
Karan use zor se thappad marta hai. Simran shock ho jati hai. Karan bolta hai, “Enough. Main jab sab baat maanta hu aapki, aap ko kya problem hai? Kya attitude hai yeh? Mujhe kya pata nahi mann karta hai aapka?” Simran ka face red ho jata hai. Karan upar gir jata hai uske and kiss karta hai. Uski arms upar kar ke Karan use bolta hai, “Maine bohot din wait kiya hai is moment ka. I deserve this.”
Simran bolti hai, “Karan, main kuch nahi bol rahi, gussa bhi nahi kar rahi. I know tu acha ladka hai. Maine tujhe galat judge kiya. But yeh sab galat hai. Main teri teacher hu, aur tu meri wajah se apni girlfriend ko cheat kar raha hai.” Simran ka dil dhadakta hai tez, uski saans tez ho jati hai, uski choot mein abhi bhi garmi hai par uska dimaag use rok raha hai. ” Karan uski aankhon mein dekhta hai, uski aankhein uski naram, geeli chamak uske dil ko chhoo jati hain.
Karan uske upar jhukta hai, uski saans uski neck pe lagti hai, ek garam hawa jo Simran ke jism mein sihran daudati hai. Woh bolta hai, “Mam, main bhi nahi chahta tha yeh sab, par aapki khushboo, aapka touch, yeh sab mujhe pagal kar deta hai. Girlfriend ke saath itna pyar hai, phir bhi aapke liye yeh tadap kyun?” Uska haath Simran ki thighs pe phisalta hai, uski skin ka naram, garam ehsaas uske haathon mein aag bhar deta hai. Simran ka gussa pighal jata hai, par woh apni dominance chhodna nahi chahti.
Simran uska haath pakadti hai, bolti hai, “Bas, Karan. Yeh nahi ho sakta. Tujhe apni girlfriend ke saath rehna chahiye. Main teri life kharab nahi karna chahti.” Par uski awaaz mein ek thartharahat hai, jaise uska jism uski baaton ke khilaf lad raha ho. Karan uski baat sunta hai, par uska lund abhi bhi uski choot ke paas hai, uski gili choot ka bulge uske lund pe ragadta hai. Woh apni tongue uski neck pe lagata hai, uski skin ka taste uske muh mein aa jata hai.
Simran ekdum se moan karti hai, uski body kaamp jati hai. Woh piche push karne ki koshish karti hai, par Karan uske hips pakad leta hai. Simran bolti hai, “Karan, stop. Yeh galat hai.” Par uski awaaz mein woh pehla wala gussa nahi hai. Karan uski choot pe lund ragadta hai, uski gili choot ki awaaz uske kaan mein ek sexy music ki tarah goonjti hai. Simran ka dil tez dhadakta hai, uski choot ka geela pan uski thighs pe bhi lagta hai, ek meethi khushboo jo Karan ke senses ko pagal kar deti hai.
Karan dheere se apna lund uski choot mein ghusa deta hai, ek slow, deep thrust jo Simran ke jism ke saare baal khate kar deta hai. Simran ki aankhein bandh ho jati hain, uski saans ruk jati hai, uski choot ki garam, tight grip Karan ke lund pe lagti hai. Woh moan karti hai, “Karan… nahi…” par uska jism uske saath dete hue hil raha hota hai. Karan ka lund andar-bahar hota hai, uski choot ki gili friction ek gili awaaz karti hai, jo poore room mein goonjti hai. Simran ke boobs uski chest se chipke hote hain, unka garam, naram ehsaas Karan ko aur excite karta hai.
Simran ke mann mein ek jung chal rahi hoti hai—uski feminist side usse rokna chahti hai, par uski body Karan ke har thrust ke saath surrender kar rahi hoti hai. Woh sochti hai, “Yeh galat hai, par iska lund itna acha kyun lag raha hai?” Karan uske kaan ke paas bolta hai, Mam, aapko bhi yeh chahiye. Main feel kar sakta hu.
Simran ke haath Karan ki back pe chle jate hain, uski nails uski skin mein ghus jati hain, ek sweet pain jo Karan ko aur excite karta hai. Woh dono ek rhythm mein hilne lag jate hain, uski choot ki garam, tight grip Karan ke lund pe ek perfect fit lagta hai. Simran ke muh se tez-tez moans nikalte hain, uski saans ki garmi Karan ke kaan mein lagti hai. Karan ka lund uski choot mein deep jata hai, har jhatke ke saath ek gili awaaz room mein goonjti hai.
Karan feel karta hai uska cum nikalne wala hai. Woh Simran ke kaan mein bolta hai, “Mam, main… main nikalne wala hu.” Simran ki aankhein khul jati hain, uska dil dhadakta hai, woh bolti hai, “Nahi, Karan, bahar nikaal.” Par uski body abhi bhi uske saath chipki hui hai, uski choot ka geela pan uske lund ko aur tight pakadta hai. Karan ek last deep thrust marta hai, uska lund Simran ki choot mein poora andar jata hai, aur woh uske andar hi release kar deta hai, uska garam sperm uski choot mein bhar jata hai, ek sticky warmth jo Simran ke jism mein ek ajeeb si garmi jagata hai.
Simran ka jism kaamp jata hai, uski choot Karan ke cum se gili ho jati hai, aur uska apna orgasm bhi uske jism ko hila deta hai. Woh dono ek doosre se chipke rehte hain. Karan uske forehead pe kiss karta hai aur bolta hai, “Mam, i love you.
Woh legs fold kar leti hai aur Karan ko apne andar rakhti hai. Dono lips mein lips daal ke waise lete rahte hai. 10 minute nikal jate hai. Slow kiss karte karte dono kuch nahi bolte.
Phir Karan piche hota hai. Simran dekhti hai choot uski sooji padi hai, bulge itna bada. Lund bahar aa raha hai, gila poora. Karan dekhta hai choot khul gayi poori, red ho gayi chudwane se. Lund nikalte hi sperm bhi bahar aata hai.
Karan Simran ko utha ke hug karta hai. Hasta hai, ki maine permanent sample de diya mere sperm ka, ache se store kar ke rakhna apne andar. Simran bohot emotional ho jati hai. 38 years mein pehli baar itna acha feel karti hai woh kisi ladke ke saath. Woh Karan ki arms mein ho ke poori nangi to hoti hi hai.
Woh use kiss karti hai, bolti hai, “I love you too. Mujhe yahi chahiye tha.” Karan uska ishara samajh jata hai aur uski belly pe haath lagata hai. Simran use pyar se dekhti hai.
Karan bolta hai, “Yeh humare pyar ki nishani.” Simran use chair pe push kar deti hai aur uske upar riding position mein baith jati hai. Dono hug karte hai aur rest karte hai.
Kuch der baad Simran use uski life ki best riding deti hai. Aur is baar Karan submissive feel karta hai, Simran dominant. Simran uska dobara paani nikal deti hai, creampie ho jata hai.
Dono chair pe riding ki position mein so jate hai.
Iske baad long holidays aa jati hai and professor resign kar deti hai karan apni girlfriend ke sath Engagement kar leta hai simran ki life badal jati hai uska akela pan and anger sab khatam ho jata hai wo plan karti hai ki baby hone ke baad wo modeling pe focus kregi but karan se uska relation waise hi rhta hai karan uski bhut care karta hai .Simran use updates deti rhti hai.
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