19 varsheey College fresher girl krti, shahar mein naee thee aur ghoomane ke lie utsuk thee. usane ek pratishthit kolej mein daakhila liya tha aur kolej jeevan ke sabhee anubhavon ka intajaar kar rahee thee. vo chahati thi ki baki college girls ki tarah uski bhi ek college sex story ban jaye।
ek din, bheed bhare parisar se gujarate samay, usane abhishek ko dekha, ek lamba, saanvalee tvacha vaala, aakarshak haree aankhon aur chhote, kaale-kaale baalon vaala ek maansal bhaarateey vyakti, ek ped ke neeche baitha, ek kitaab padh raha tha. jab vah vahaan se gujaree to usane oopar dekha, unakee aankhen thodee der ke lie mileen. achaanak aakarshan kee lahar spasht thee.
din haphton mein badal gae, aur krti ne abhishek kee ek aur jhalak paane kee ummeed mein jaanaboojhakar apanee kakshaon ke lie usee raaste ko apanaaya. ek din, jaisa ki kismat ko manjoor tha, ve kaimpas laibreree mein ek-doosare se takara gae.
“oh, mujhe kshama karen,” krti ne usakee aankhon mein dekhate hue kaha, usake gaal gulaabee ho rahe the.
“koee baat nahin,” abhishek ne aakarshak muskaan ke saath uttar diya. “main abhishek hoon. tum yahaan nae ho, hai na?”
“haan, main krti hoon,” usane apana haath badhaate hue kaha.
jaise hee abhishek ne usaka haath pakada, usakee muskaan chaudee ho gaee, usaka angootha usakee hathelee se takara raha tha. “tumase milakar achchha laga, krti. kya tum kabhee kofee peena chaahogee?”
krti sir hilaane se pahale ek pal ke lie jhijhakee. “zaroor, yah achchha hoga.”
unhonne nambaron ka aadaan-pradaan kiya aur kuchh dinon baad, ve parisar ke paas ek chhote kaiphe mein mile. kofee ke dauraan, unhonne har cheez ke baare mein baat kee aur kuchh bhee nahin, unakee hansee ne unake beech kee chhotee see jagah ko bhar diya. krti unake aatmavishvaas aur aakarshan kee or aakarshit theen, jabaki abhishek unakee maasoomiyat aur sundarata par mohit the.
jaise-jaise unakee baatacheet gaharee hotee gaee, abhishek jhuk gaya, usakee aavaaz dheemee thee. “tumhen pata hai, krti, jab mainne tumhen pahalee baar dekha tha tabhee se main yah karana chaahata tha.”
isase pahale ki vah javaab de paatee, usane unake beech kee dooree band kar dee, usake honth usake honthon se chipak gae. krti kee aankhen aashchary se phail gaeen, lekin vah turant chumban mein pighal gaee, usaka shareer usake sparsh ka javaab de raha tha. unake honth ek saath chal rahe the, unakee jeebhen ek-doosare ka pata laga rahee theen. ab jeisa kreeti chahati thi vesihi uski college sex story anjam tak chali jaa rahi thi.
“mamm,” jaise hee abhishek ka haath usakee jaangh tak pahuncha, krti dheere se karaah uthee, usakee ungaliyaan dheere se usakee tvacha par ghere talaash rahee theen.
“tumhaara svaad bahut meetha hai,” vah phusaphusaaya, usake honth usake honthon se usakee gardan kee or badh rahe the, usake daant dheere se usake kaanon ko kutar rahe the.
krti usakee or jhuk gaee, usakee saansen atak rahee theen kyonki usake honth usake kolarabon tak ja rahe the, usakee jeebh usakee sanvedanasheel tvacha ko chaat rahee thee aur choos rahee thee. vah mahasoos kar sakatee thee ki usake pairon ke beech garmee badh rahee hai, usakee choot usake sparsh se dard kar rahee hai.
“abhishek,” vah phusaphusaee, usakee aavaaz bamushkil sunaee de rahee thee.
usane usakee or dekha, usakee aankhen ichchha se kaalee pad gaeen. “haan, krti?”
“main chaahatee hoon ki tum mujhe chhooo,” usane kaha, usakee aavaaz laalasa se bharee huee thee.
abhishek ka haath usakee jaangh par chala gaya, usakee ungaliyaan usakee skart ke hem se takara rahee theen. usane apana haath neeche sarakaaya, usakee ungaliyon ko usakee geelee paintee milee. krti haamphane lagee jab usane apanee anguliyon ko usakee bhaganaasa par dabaaya aur use dheere se ragada.
“kya aap yahee chaahate hain?” usane poochha, usakee aavaaz ichchha se bharraee huee thee.
“haan,” krti ne karaahate hue kaha, usake koolhe usake haath ke khilaaph hil rahe the.
abhishek ne apanee ek ungalee usake andar daal dee, usaka angootha usakee bhaganaasa ko ragadata raha. krti kee saansen halkee-halkee aa gaeen, usaka shareer khushee se kaampane laga. usane use kheenchate hue ek aur ungalee jod dee, usakee ungaliyaan dheere-dheere usamen andar-baahar ho rahee theen.
“tum bahut tang ho, krti,” vah phusaphusaaya, usakee aavaaz vaasana se bharee huee thee. “main tumhaaree choot ko apane land ke aasapaas mahasoos karane ke lie intajaar nahin kar sakata.”
jaise hee usane ye shabd kahe, krti ka shareer ainth gaya, usaka pahala orgejm ek lahar kee tarah us par vaar kar raha tha. vah chillaee, usaka shareer kaanp raha tha kyonki abhishek ne use ungaliyaan dena jaaree rakha, jisase usakee khushee jaahir ho rahee thee.
“vah sundar tha,” unhonne kaha, unakee aavaaz prashansa se bharee huee thee. “lekin main tumhen phir se mahasoos karana chaahata hoon, is baar mere land ke saath tumhaare andar.”
vah use apane apaartament mein le gaya, usaka haath majabootee se usaka haath pakad raha tha. jaise hee daravaaja unake peechhe band hua, usane use deevaar ke khilaaph dhakka de diya, usake honth usake hothon se takara gae. usake haath usake shareer par ghoom rahe the, usakee ungaliyaan usake blauj ke batan khol rahee theen, usaka munh usakee bra mein se usake nipals dhoondh raha tha. usane unhen choosa aur bheencha, apane daant dheere-dheere un par gadae, jisase usake shareer mein khushee ke jhatake mahasoos hue.
krti ke haath usakee belt se ladakhada rahe the, usakee ungaliyaan aakhirakaar use kholane mein kaamayaab ho gaeen. usane apana haath usake land par dabaaya aur mahasoos kiya ki vah usake sparsh se dhadak raha hai. abhishek karaah utha, usake honth usakee choot kee or badh rahe the, usakee jeebh usakee paintee ke maadhyam se use chaat rahee thee.
“abhishek,” krti ne karaahate hue kaha, usaka shareer usake munh ke saamane dard kar raha tha.
usane usakee paintee ko kinaare kheench liya, apanee jeebh usakee bhaganaasa ko dhoondhate hue use chaatane aur choosane laga. krti ke haathon ne usake baalon ko pakad liya, usaka shareer kaampane laga aur vah use ek baar phir sambhog ke kagaar par le aaya.
abhishek khada ho gaya, usaka land sakht hokar taiyaar tha. usane khud ko usake peechhe khada kar liya, usake haath usake koolhon ko pakad rahe the. dheere-dheere andar dhakelane se pahale usane apane land ke sir ko usakee choot par ragada, usake ras se us par lep lagaaya.
“aaaah,” krti karaah uthee, usaka shareer usake aakaar ke anuroop ho gaya.
“tum bahut tang ho, krti,” abhishek ne karaahate hue kaha, usake koolhe dheere-dheere hil rahe the, jisase use usake aakaar kee aadat ho gaee.
vah aage kee or jhuk gaya, usaka shareer usake shareer ko dhak raha tha aur vah usake andar aur baahar jaane laga, usake land ne use pooree tarah se bhar diya. krti ke haathon ne deevaar ko pakad liya, usaka shareer usake haathon ke saath taalamel mein chal raha tha.
“aur tej, abhishek,” usane karaahate hue kaha, usaka shareer aur adhik dard kar raha tha.
abhishek ne baadhy kiya, usake koolhe tejee se hil rahe the, usaka land aasaanee se usake andar aur baahar phisal raha tha. krti kee karaahen kamare mein goonj utheen, usaka shareer khushee se kaamp raha tha.
“haan, abhishek, bas aise hee,” vah chillaee, usaka shareer kaamottejana ke kagaar par tha.
abhishek ke haathon ne usake koolhon ko kas kar pakad liya, usaka land apanee chhoot ka peechha karate hue usamen ghus raha tha. aate hee krti ka shareer ainth gaya, usakee choot usake land par chipak gaee aur use doodh pilaane lagee.
“bhaad mein jao, krti,” abhishek karaah utha, usake andar aate hee usaka shareer tanaavagrast ho gaya, jab usane use apane veery se bhar diya to usaka land phadakane laga.
ve bistar par gir pade, unake shareer aapas mein jude hue the, unakee saansen dheere-dheere saamaany ho rahee theen. krti ne abhishek kee or dekha, usakee aankhen aashchary se bhar gaeen.
“vah avishvasaneey tha,” vah phusaphusaee.
abhishek muskuraaya, usaka haath usake gaal par thaam raha tha. “vah to bas shuruaat thee, krti. mere paas tumhaare lie aur bhee bahut kuchh hai.”
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