Meri Kunwari Chut Ka Seal – Professor Vikram Sir Ke Haatho

Mera naam Kavita hai. Main 20 saal ki hoon aur college mein BA kar rahi hoon. Ghar ka mahaul itna strict tha ki main hamesha sharmili, sankochi aur thodi si darpok ladki rahi. Meri kunwari body aur kunwari dil – dono aaj tak kisi mard ne nahi chhue the. Lekin Maths ke Professor Vikram Sir ne meri poori zindagi ekdum palat di.

Unki umar lagbhag 35 saal thi. Lamba kad, gathila badan, gehri bhuri aankhein aur aisi voice jo poori class mein goonjti thi. Jab woh board par equations likhte, unki biceps tight ho jaati. Main last bench se unhe ghoorti rehti. Mere nipples khud-ba-khud khade ho jaate aur meri janghon ke beech garam, chipchipa geelapan failne lagta. Raat ko bistar par leti main sochti – “Vikram Sir… agar aap mujhe chhu lein toh kya hoga? Kya main aapke saamne pighal jaungi? Kya meri tight virgin chut aapke mote, garam lund ko le paayegi?” Ye khayal mujhe sharm se laal bhi karte the aur andar se bahut excited bhi.

Pehla Hafta – Aankhon ki Chuppi aur Dil ki Bagawat

Class mein Sir aksar meri taraf dekhte. Ek din unhone mujhe bulaya aur dheere se kaha, “Kavita, tumhari aankhon mein aaj kuch alag sa glow hai. Sab theek toh hai na?” Main laal ho gayi. Awaaz kaanp rahi thi, “Ji Sir… sab theek hai.” Lekin andar se main poori tarah se kaanp rahi thi.

Us raat maine pehli baar apni chut ko touch kiya aur imagine kiya ki Sir ki moti ungliyan mere andar dheere dheere ghuss rahi hain. Main chupke se moan kar rahi thi, “Vikram Sir… please… mujhe chhuo…” Aur jab main jhad gayi toh meri aankhon se aansoo aa gaye. Main dar gayi – “Kya main unhe sach mein pyaar karne lagi hoon?”

Doosra Hafta – Pehli Private Mulaqaat

Maine jaan-bujh kar Maths mein weak hone ka bahana banaya aur extra class ke liye unke cabin mein chali gayi. Shaam ke 7:30 baje. College almost khali tha. Cabin ka darwaza band. Andar sirf hum dono. Hawa mein unki khushboo – halki si musk aur din bhar ki mehnat.

Woh mujhe dekhkar smile kiye. “Baitho Kavita. Kya problem hai?”

Main ghabra gayi. “Sir… Integration… bilkul samajh nahi aa raha.”

Woh mere paas aaye. Chair kheench kar mere bilkul saamne baith gaye. Unke ghutne mere ghutno se touch ho gaye. Us ek touch se mere poore body mein current daud gaya. Unhone meri copy par jhuk kar samjhaya. Unki saans mere gale aur boobs par pad rahi thi. Achanak unhone pen rakh diya aur mera haath apne haath mein le liya.

“Tum bahut achhi ladki ho Kavita… lekin class mein tum mujhe jis tarah dekhti ho, woh mujhe bhi pareshan karta hai.”

Meri aankhein bhar aayi. “Sir… main… main control nahi kar paati. Jab aap padhate ho toh mera dil tez dhadakta hai. Main raat ko so nahi paati.”

Unhone mera haath apne hothon se chhua. “Main bhi tumhare baare mein sochta hoon. Tumhari sharam, tumhari nazrein… sab kuch mujhe attract karta hai.”

Phir unhone dheere se mujhe khada kiya. Ek haath meri kamar par rakha aur doosre se mera gaal thaam liya. “Agar tum chaaho toh hum yahin ruk sakte hain. Lekin agar tum chahti ho… toh main tumhe woh sab dunga jo tumhara dil aur body maang rahe hain.”

Main kaanpte hue boli, “Sir… main bahut dar rahi hoon… lekin aapke bina ab main nahi reh sakti.”

Unhone mujhe apni strong chest se laga liya. Pehli baar kisi mard ne mujhe itne pyaar aur care se thaama tha. Phir unhone mere hothon ko apne hothon se chhua. Halka sa kiss… phir gehra, slow aur passionate. Meri pehli kiss. Main andar se pighal gayi. Aansoo aa gaye.

“Ro mat meri jaan,” unhone mere kaan mein fursfursaya, “Aaj sirf kiss. Bas. Aur kuch nahi.”

Unhone mujhe wapas bithaya aur mere baal sehlaate hue kaha, “Agli baar jab aayogi… toh hum aur aage badhenge. Lekin tab tak main chahta hoon ki tum sach mein socho. Ye tumhari marzi honi chahiye.”

Main ghar pahunchi toh poori raat jaagti rahi. Meri chut geeli thi, dil mein pyaar aur dar dono the.

Teesra Hafta – Lamba, Dheema aur Bahut Utejana Bhara Foreplay

Agli mulaqaat mein unhone mujhe apne flat par bulaya. “Wahan privacy zyada hogi.” Main chali gayi. Raat ke 9 baje. Flat mein halki golden lighting, candles jali hui thi. Unhone mujhe romantic dinner karaya – halki si wine ke saath.

Khane ke baad woh mere paas aaye. “Tune socha apna faisla?”

Maine unki aankhon mein dekha. “Sir… main aapse pyaar karne lagi hoon. Ye galat hai, lekin mera dil nahi maanta.”

Unhone mujhe god mein utha liya aur sofa par lita diya. “Main bhi tumhe chahta hoon Kavita… bahut zyada. Lekin aaj hum jaldi nahi karenge. Aaj sirf tumhara body aur tumhara dil samjhega ki main kitna pyaar kar sakta hoon.”

Lamba foreplay shuru hua…

Unhone meri kurti ke buttons ek-ek karke khole. Har button kholte hue woh mujhe kiss karte ja rahe the. “Tum kitni sundar ho meri jaan…” Unhone meri bra utaari aur mere boobs ko dono haathon mein lekar dheere se dabaya. “Ye itne soft… itne pyaare…” Unhone ek nipple ko muh mein liya aur dheere dheere chusne lage. Main moan kar uthi.

“Vikram Sir… aahhh…”

“Vikram bolo,” unhone kaha, “Aaj raat tum sirf meri ho.”

Unhone meri skirt aur panty utaar di. Main poori tarah se nangi unke saamne thi. Unhone mere body ko upar se neeche tak ghoora. “Dekho… meri virgin ladki kitni geeli ho chuki hai.” Unhone ungli se meri chut ke wet lips par dheere se fera. Main kaanp gayi.

Phir unhone mujhe uthakar bedroom mein le gaye. Bed par litaaya. Unhone apne kapde utaare. Unka lund khada tha – mota, garam, veins se bhara hua. Maine pehli baar kisi mard ka lund dekha. Dar bhi laga aur bahut attraction bhi.

“Chhuo ise,” unhone kaha. Maine haath badhaya. Garam, hard aur thoda soft dono. Unhone mera haath pakadkar apni length par ghumaya. “Ye tumhare liye khada hai Kavita.”

Unhone mere upar chadhkar mujhe lamba kiss kiya – gehra, tongue wala. Phir mere gale, kaanon, boobs par kisses ki barsaat. Har jagah woh kuch na kuch fursfursate rahe – “Tumhari saans kitni meethi hai…”, “Jab tum moan karti ho toh mera lund aur hard ho jaata hai…”

Woh meri taangen faila kar meri chut par muh laga diye. Lekin is baar koi jaldi nahi thi. Unhone apni tongue se meri wet folds ko dheere dheere chatna shuru kiya. Meri clit ko gently touch kiya, phir apne muh mein le liya aur chusne lage. Main kaanp rahi thi. “Sir… please… mujhe kuch ho raha hai…”

“Ruko mat. Jhad jao meri jaan. Main tumhe aaj raat baar baar jhadaunga.”

Unhone mujhe edge par laakar chhod diya. Phir se shuru kiya. Teen baar unhone mujhe orgasm ke bilkul kagaar par laakar roka. Har baar main ro rahi thi – “Vikram… please… ab aur nahi sah sakti…”

“Bolo ki tum meri ho,” unhone naughty smile ke saath kaha.

“Main aapki hoon… poori tarah aapki… meri kunwari chut aapki hai…”

Tab unhone mujhe apna lund muh mein lene ko kaha. Maine pehli baar kisi ka lund chusa. Unhone mere baal sehlaate hue guide kiya. “Dheere… haan… bahut achha lag raha hai meri pyari…”

Jab woh bahut hard ho gaye toh unhone mujhe wapas bed par litaaya.

Aakhirkaar…

Unhone meri taangen faila di. Apne lund ko meri geeli, phooli hui chut par ragda. “Dekho kitni ready ho chuki ho.”

Dheere dheere sirf tip andar daala. Dard hua. Main cheekh padi. Unhone ruk kar mujhe gale lagaya. “Shhh… meri jaan… thoda dard hoga… lekin main hoon na.” Unhone mere hothon par kiss kiya aur dheere dheere andar badhe.

Meri kunwari jhilli toot gayi. Halka sa khoon nikla. Dard tha… lekin unke pyaar bhare shabdon, kisses aur care ne dard ko mithaas mein badal diya.

“Ab tum poori tarah meri ho gayi Kavita,” unhone mere kaan mein fursfursaya.

Woh dheere dheere andar-bahar karne lage. Har dhakke ke saath woh mere boobs chumte, mere kaan mein kehte – “Tum kitni tight ho… kitni garam… main tumhe kabhi nahi chhodunga…”

Main ro rahi thi – khushi ke aansoo. “Vikram… main aapse bahut pyaar karti hoon… aapne mujhe aurat bana diya…”

Woh aur tez ho gaye. Main baar baar jhad rahi thi. Aakhir mein unhone bhi meri chut ke andar apna garam cum chhod diya.

Hum dono paseene se tar, ek doosre se chipke pade rahe. Unhone mujhe gale lagakar kaha, “Tum meri ho Kavita… hamesha ke liye.”

Maine unki chest par sir rakha. “Aur aap mere… hamesha.”

Yeh tha mera asli experience… pehli baar apni seal tudwaane ka. Vikram Sir ne mujhe hafto tak sirf physically nahi, balki mere dil, dimag aur body ko bhi dheere dheere apni mutthi mein le liya. Unki shararti nazrein, woh meethi-meethi fursfurahat, lambe passionate kisses, mere har inch ko pyaar se chumte hue unki baatein – sab milkar main poori tarah pighal gayi.

Jab unhone aakhirkaar meri kunwari chut mein apna mota lund ghusaaya, toh dard ke saath-saath ek gehra pyaar bhi mehsoos hua. Main ro rahi thi, lekin khushi ke aansoo the. “Vikram… main aapse pyaar karti hoon,” main baar baar dohra rahi thi.

Us raat ke baad main badal gayi hoon. Ab main sirf ek kunwari ladki nahi rahi – main ek aisi aurat ban gayi hoon jo jaanti hai ki sachcha pyaar aur junoon ek saath kitna khatarnak aur kitna sukoon dene wala ho sakta hai.

Aur haan… ab main phir se unke paas jaana chahti hoon, kyunki mera dil aur meri chut – dono ab sirf unke hain.