Dost Ki Sexy Mummy Teacher Ko Ghar Mein Choda

Pyaare saathiyo aur chut ke diwaano, aaj main ek asli porn teacher chudai story leke aaya hoon.

Ye story tab ki hai jab main 12th class mein padhta tha. Main 18 saal ka tha, aur mera dost Shaurya. Uske mummy hume Hindi padhati thi. Unka naam tha Savita. Unke pati medical shop chalate the.

Savita mem bilkul mast maal thi. 38 saal ki thi lekin dikhne mein 28 ki lagti thi. Gori-gori chamdi, lambi kaali ghungrali baal, badi-badi bhari hui chuchiyan jo blouse mein fati padti thi, patli kamar, aur moti-gol gaand jo saadi ke neeche hilti rehti thi. Unhe dekhte hi mera lund kadak ho jaata tha. Class mein aati to main sofe pe baithke lund dabaye rakhta tha.

Main unka chahita banne ke liye Shaurya ke paas hi baithta tha. Unke saare kaam karta tha – copies check karna, board saaf karna. Unhe mujhpe full bharosa tha. Unhe dekhne ke liye main unke ghar tuition bhi padhne laga. Din bhar unki chuchiyan, gaand, aur unke thighs dekhte rehta tha. Kabhi-kabhi school mein unke saamne se lund pakad ke guzarta tha, taaki woh bhi dekh le.

Ek baar mere mummy-papa bahar gaye hue the, to unhone mujhe Shaurya ke ghar chhod diya. Matlab Savita mem ke ghar. Main to pagal ho gaya khushi se. Sunday ka din tha. Shaurya ke papa bahar the. Unhone Shaurya ko phone karke kahi bula liya. Ab main aur Savita mem dono ghar mein akele the.

Mem bathroom mein kapde dho rahi thi. Mujhe awaaz lagayi, “Navneet, dukaan se sabun le aao!”
Main bola, “Theek hai mem!”

Raaste mein yaad aaya paise nahi liye. Ghar wapas aaya, bell bajayi, koi nahi khola. Dusri chabi se gate khola. Bathroom ke paas se jaa raha tha to dekha gate thoda khula hai.

Andar jhaanka…

Savita mem nangi naha rahi thi. Paani unke gori-gori body pe se beh raha tha. Badi-badi gol chuchiyan, nange nipples khade, pet soft, aur neeche unki chut… thodi si jhaant wali, gulabi, phooli hui. Woh apne haath se chut pe paani daal rahi thi, ungli se thoda masal rahi thi.

Mera lund ekdum paththar ho gaya. Pant tight ho gayi. Main control karke wahan se bhaga, sabun laaya, diya, aur apne room mein jaake sochne laga. Plan banaya.

Bathroom mein jaake apna phone chhupa diya, recording on karke.

Thodi der baad mem ne khana khane bulaya. Hum aamne-saamne baithke kha rahe the. Meri nazar unke motte, geele hothon pe thi. Woh dekhke boli, “Kya dekh raha hai? Kha le!”

Khana khaake sofa pe movie dekhne lage. Romantic scene aaye to mem ke chehre pe hawas saaf dikh rahi thi. Unke thighs thode khul gaye, saadi upar chadh gayi.

Woh bathroom gayi. Main peeche-peeche gaya. Gate se dekha – mem ne petticoat upar kiya hua tha, panty side mein sarka ke apni chut masal rahi thi. Do ungliyan andar-bahar kar rahi thi, “Ahhh… ummm…” kar rahi thi. Chut se pani nikal raha tha.

Main control nahi kar paya. Bathroom mein gaya, lund nikaal ke hilane laga. Phir yaad aaya phone recording on hai. Phone nikala, video chali – mem ki chut close-up mein saaf dikh rahi thi, ungliyan andar ghusti hui, pani behta hua.

Lund itna kadak ho gaya ki dard hone laga.

Tabhi mem ne awaaz lagayi. Main bahar gaya. Dekha – unke upar rui ka katta gir gaya tha. Unhone bola, “Dekh kya raha hai? Hata ise!”

Maine katta hataya. Unke pair mein chot lag gayi thi, khadi nahi ho paa rahi thi.
“Mujhe godi mein utha, bed pe le jaa,” boli.

Maine socha – aaj to haath lagane ka full chance hai. Unhe uthaya. Unki soft body mere seene se chipak gayi. Chuchiyan mere chest pe dab rahi thi. Bed pe litaya.

Unhone bola, “Kitchen se tel laa, pairon ki maalish kar de.”

Maine tel laaya. Unhone petticoat jaangh tak chadhaya. Gori-gori soft thighs, smooth skin. Maine tel lagaake maalish shuru ki. Pairon se shuru karke dheere-dheere upar jaane laga.

Mem boli, “Navneet, itna chup kyun rehta hai? Kuch bolta nahi.”
Maine bola, “Ji mem…”
“Ab main ulti let rahi hoon. Peeth ki bhi maalish kar de. Tu bahut acchi maalish karta hai.”

Unki peeth bilkul makkhan jaisi thi – gori, soft, thodi si moti. Main haath fer raha tha, kamar tak aa gaya. Man kar raha tha chaat loon, kaat loon.

Mem boli, “Teri koi girlfriend hai?”
“Nahi mem.”
“Accha, tujhe kaisi ladki pasand hai?”

Main madhosh tha, muh se nikal gaya, “Aap jaisi…”
Mem hansi, “Kya bola?”
“Sorry mem, galti se…”
“Ghabra mat. Aaj main teri mem nahi, dost hoon. Khulke bol.”

Maine himmat ki, “Mem aap bahut sundar ho. Itni hot ho ki mera lund dekhte hi khada ho jaata hai. Agar mera bas chale to aapse shaadi kar loon.”

Mem thodi silence mein rahi, phir boli, “Itna bada lund hai kya tera jo itna bol raha hai?”

Maine dheere se unke kandhon pe haath le gaya, maalish karte hue. Unki aankhein band hone lagi. Main unhe seedha litaya, kamar pe haath ferne laga. Unki saans tez hone lagi.

Main unke hothon ke paas gaya, kiss karne wala tha. Unki aankhein khuli, dhakka diya, “Itni chhoot di to tu sex karne ki koshish kar raha hai?!”

Woh kapde pehenne lagi. Maine unhe pakad liya, “Isme meri galti nahi mem. Aap itni sexy ho. Main control nahi kar sakta. Aur maine sab dekh liya hai – bathroom mein nahaate hue, chut masalte hue. Recording bhi hai mere paas.”

Mem ki aankhein badi ho gayi, “Sab dekh liya?”
“Haan. Ab asli mein dekhna chahta hoon. Ek baar maan jao.”

Mem thodi der sochi, phir boli, “Ek shart pe. Kisi ko mat batana. Kabhi dhokha mat dena.”

Maine kaha, “Aapke liye kuch bhi, darling.”

Usi pal mem ne mera sar pakda aur mere hothon pe lipat gayi. Geela, garam kiss. Unki jeebh mere muh mein ghus gayi. Main bhookha sher ban gaya. Unki peeth pe haath ferte hue gaand dabane laga – soft, moti, gol.

Maine unhe apne god mein bithaya. Lund pant ke upar se unki naabhi pe ragadne laga. Unki chuchiyan mere seene pe dab rahi thi.

Main unhe litaya, petticoat upar kiya, panty muh se kheench ke nikaal di. Unki chut bilkul saamne – gulabi, geeli, thodi si jhaant wali, pani se chamak rahi thi. Maine jeebh daal di.

“Ahhhh… Navneet… ummmm… aahh!” mem chillaane lagi.

Main unki chut ki pankhudiya chaat raha tha, clit pe jeebh fer raha tha, do ungliyan andar daal ke hilane laga. Unka pani mere muh mein aa raha tha – thoda khatta, thoda meetha.

Phir main upar aaya, blouse faad diya. Bra ke upar se chuchiyan kaatne laga. Bra bhi faad di. Unki badi-badi chuchiyan azaad ho gayi – gori, soft, bade-bade nipples.

“Itni badi chuchiyan hain aapki mem… main inka diwana ho gaya,” bola aur unpe toot pada. Dono nipples muh mein leke chusne laga, daant se dabane laga.

Mem mere lund pe baith gayi, chut se mera lund ragadne lagi. Phir meri chaddi muh se kheench ke nikaal di. Mera lund ekdum se bahar nikla – lamba, mota, nasein phooli hui, tip se precum nikal raha tha.

Mem ne pakda, “Itna bada aur mota lund… aaj meri chut ki pyaas poori ho jaayegi!”

Woh lund chusne lagi – pure muh mein leke, geeli-geeli awaazein nikalte hue. Ande muh mein leke chusne lagi. Main uska sar pakad ke zor se throat fuck karne laga.

“Ab aur mat tadpa… meri chut chodo ab!” boli.

Maine uski dono taangein kandhe pe rakh li. Lund set kiya aur ek zor ka dhakka maara.

“Aaaaaahhhhh!!” Savita chillayi.

Topa andar gaya. Doosra dhakka – aadha. Teesra – pura lund uski tight, garam chut mein ghus gaya.

“Bahar nikaal… bahut bada hai… dard ho raha hai!” woh chillayi.

Lekin main rukne wala nahi tha. Dheere-dheere hilane laga. Uske pani se lund geela ho gaya, phir tez-tez pelne laga.

“Ahhh… ummm… Navneet… aur tez… meri chut phaad de!”

Main usko godi mein uthake uchhaal-uchhaal ke chode. Uske chuchiyan mere muh pe aati, main kaat leta. Phir ek taang pe khada karke choda. Phir ghoda bana diya.

Uske peeche se lund gaand pe lagaya. “Gaand mein bhi daalna hai aaj,” bola.

Thoda precum lagake dhakka maara. Uski tight gaand ne lund nigal liya.

“Aaaaaahhh… gaand phaad di… ummmm!”

Main dono haath se uski chuchiyan pakad ke gaand peelne laga. Poora lund andar-bahar. Uske muh se sirf “Ahhh… fuck… Navneet… aur… aur…” nikal raha tha.

Phir wapas chut mein daala. Tez-tez dhakke. Usne pani chhod diya – chut se jhadte hue pani mere lund pe gir raha tha.

Main bhi control nahi kar paya. Poora cum uski chut mein daal diya – garam, gadha, itna zyada ki bahar nikalne laga.

Hum dono thak ke ek dusre pe gir gaye, kiss karte hue.

Uske baad uske pati aane tak har din main usko choda. Subah, dopahar, raat. Kabhi kitchen mein, kabhi sofa pe, kabhi bathroom mein. Uske pati ke aane ke baad bhi – jab woh shop pe hota tha, main usko chudwaata rehta tha.

Ab woh sirf mujhse chudwati hai. Kisi aur se nahi.