Hi friends, mera naam Arun hai. Main Delhi mein rehta hu, aur college mein 2nd year ka student hu. Meri height 5’9″ hai, aur lund 6.5 inch ka hai. Maine gym jaake thodi body bhi banayi hui hai, aur dikhne mein main acha-khaasa hu. Ye kahani meri aur meri english teacher Kiran mein hui chudai ki hai. To chaliye main seedhe apni kahani ka rukh karta hu.
Jaisa ki maine aapko bataya ki main 2nd year college ka student hu. Kiran madam hamari english teacher hai, aur meri door ki padosi bhi. Door ki isliye, kyunki jis gali mein main rehta hu, madam usi gali mein mere ghar se 19-20 ghar door rehti hai.
Kiran madam ki umar 27 saal hai, aur abhi tak unki shaadi nahi hui. Unka rang halka gora hai, aur figure behad sexy hai. Unka size takreeban 34-29-36 hoga. Wo leggings-kurti hi pehanti hai, wo bhi poori fitting wali. Aise kapdon mein wo bahut sexy lagti hai. Legging mein unki jaanghon aur gaand ki poori shape dikhti hai.
Usme se unki panty ki line dekh kar wo kisi ka bhi lund khada ho jaye. Maine kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ki itni khoobsurat ladki, aur wo bhi meri teacher ko chodne ka mauka mujhe milega. Lekin aisa hua, aur wo kaise hua, main aapko aage ki kahani mein bataunga.
Ek din college off hua, aur sab students jaane lage. Mujhe library se kuch books leni thi, to maine apne doston ko jaane ke liye kaha, aur main library ki taraf nikal pada. Hamara college band hone ke baad bhi library shaam tak khuli rehti hai. Waha jaake maine apne kaam ki books issue karayi, aur waha se nikal pada.
Library college ke end mein hai. Waha tak jaane ke liye poore college ka round lagana padta hai. Jab main waha se wapas aa raha tha, to raaste mein ek class mein se mujhe kuch awaaz sunayi di. Ye awaaz seniors ke classroom se aa rahi thi.
Wo awaaz sun kar main wahi ruk gaya. Jab maine andar dekha, to meri aankhen khuli ki khuli reh gayi. Maine dekha ki senior class ka ek ladka kisi ladki ko bench par lita kar chod raha tha. Wo ladki neeche se nangi thi, aur wo ladka uski chut mein lund andar-baahar kar raha tha.
Us ladki ki ahh ahh ki awaaze aa rahi thi. Us ladki ka sar meri taraf tha, aur uske peeche mujhe uske boobs ka ubhaar nazar aa raha tha. Uska shirt dekh kar tabhi mera dimag thanka. Kyunki aisa hi same shirt aaj Kiran madam ne pehna hua tha. Oh my god! Ye to Kiran madam hi thi.
Tabhi us ladke ne speed badhayi, aur madam ki siskiyan aur zor se nikalne lagi. Fir us ladke ne apna lund unki chut se nikala, aur apna saara maal unke pet par nikaal diya. Tabhi madam uthi, aur unki nazar seedhe meri taraf padi. Unhone bola-
Madam: Arun!
Jaise hi unhone mera naam liya, main waha se bhaag aaya. Uske baad waha kya hua, mujhe nahi pata. Main college ke baahar aaya, aur bike par baith kar seedhe ghar ki taraf nikal pada. Ghar par ab mere mann mein madam ke hi khayaal aaye jaa rahe the. Mera lund to unke baare mein soch-soch kar baith hi nahi raha tha.
Raat ko bhi mujhe neend nahi aa rahi thi, aur madam ke hi khayaal aaye jaa rahe the. Fir maine muth maari, aur fir jaake kahi mujhe neend aayi. Agla din sunday tha. Main subha deri se utha. Fir naha kar ready ho gaya.
Takreeban 10 baje mujhe kisi unknown number se call aayi.
Maine phone uthaya.
Main: Hello.
Madam: Hello, Arun?
Main: Ji, aap kon?
Madam: Main Kiran hu, tumhari english teacher.
Madam ka naam sun kar main hairan ho gaya. Fir maine bola-
Main: Ji madam, bataiye.
Madam: Mujhe kuch kaam tha tumse, tum mere ghar aa sakte ho?
Main: Hanji aa jata hu. Kab aau.
Madam: Abhi aa jao.
Fir maine apni mummy ko bataya, aur madam ke ghar pahunch gaya. Maine bell bajayi, aur madam ne darwaza khola. Jaise hi maine madam ko dekha, to dekhta hi reh gaya. Madam ne shorts aur t-shirt pehni hui thi. Unhone bra nahi pehni thi, jisse unke nipples saaf nazar aa rahe the. Mujhe unke iraade kuch theek nahi lag rahe the. Fir maine unse kaha-
Main: Ji madam, kyun bulaya aapne?
Madam: Andar to aao.
Main fir andar gaya. Madam ne darwaza band kiya, aur mere aage-aage chalne lagi. Tight shorts mein unki matakti gaand dekh kar mera lund khada hone laga. Wo mujhe hall mein le gayi, aur waha sofa par baithne ke liye kaha. Main sofa par baith gaya. Fir unhone mujhse poocha-
Madam: Kya loge, coffee ya cold drink.
Main: Ji kuch nahi, aap bataiye mujhe yaha kyun bulaya.
Madam: Tumhe kahi jana hai kya?
Main: Nahi.
Madam: Fir itni jaldi bhi kya hai? Chalo batao coffee ya cold drink?
Main: Coffee.
Madam: Ye hui na baat.
Fir wo kitchen mein chali gayi coffee banane ke liye. Unki kitchen hall ke bilkul saamne thi. Jaha main baitha tha, waha se poori kitchen nazar aa rahi thi. Meri nazar madam ki gaand par hi thi. Wo matak-matak kar coffee bana rahi thi. Dil to kar raha tha ki unko peeche se jaake pakad lu, aur nanga karke chodu. Lekin itni himmat kaha se laata?
5 minute mein coffee ready ho gayi, aur wo tray mein 2 cup coffee leke hall ki taraf aa rahi thi. Unke chalne par unke boobs t-shirt mein hil rahe the. Unke boobs ke nipples kadak lag rahe the, aur unko dekh kar mere muh mein paani aa raha tha. Ab tak main ye nahi samajh paaya tha, ki madam ne aakhir mujhe apne ghar bulaya kyun tha.
Tabhi mera dhyan is baat par pada ki waha koi aur nahi tha. To maine madam se poocha-
Main: Madam baaki sab kaha hai?
Madam: Wo kahi baahar gaye hai.
Main: Aap akele ho ghar par?
Madam: Haa, kyun?
Main: Nahi aise hi.
Madam: Tumhe darr to nahi lag raha?
Main: Nahi darna kis baat par. Darte to bhoot se hai, pariyon se kaisa darna (maine flirt karte hue kaha).
Meri baat sun kar madam hass padi.
Iske aage kya hua, wo aapko agle part mein pata chalega. Agar aapko kahani ka maza aaya ho, to comment karke zaroor bataye.
