Misc. Erotica Maa bani Classmate

[Ankita b]

Please make trupti complete property and gf of abhay only .Do not make other other male like rahul or vicki to have sex with her ,it will make her slut and with the image of slut no erotic feeling will be left.Story need a cuckson jealous like rahul and vicki ,loser sanjeev to add intense spice to the story.Exclusivity will take the story on new height

[Joker44]

Canteen ke piche wale sunsaan ilake mein Trupti darrte-darrte aage badhi. Pedon ki ghani chhaon ne suraj ki roshni ko rok rakha tha, jisse wahan ek ajeeb sa andhera aur thandak thi. Trupti ki high heels sookhe patton par aawaaz kar rahi thi. Jaise hi wo us bade ped ke paas pahunchi jahan Vikki khada tha, usne rukne ki koshish ki.
Lekin Vikki ke sabr ka baandh toot chuka tha. Usne Trupti ko apne paas aate dekha aur bina koi warning diye, kheench kar use apni baahon mein bhar liya.
Trupti: (Cheekhte hue) “Ahhh... chodo mujhe! Ye kya kar rahe ho?”
Vikki ne Trupti ki nazuk kamar ko apne mazboot haathon se jakad liya. Trupti chhutne ke liye chhatpatane lagi (struggle karne lagi), uski White Bodycon Dress mein qaid uska jism Vikki ke sharir se ragad khane laga.
Vikki: (Kaan mein fusfusate hue) “Shhh... itna tadpo mat meri jaan. Ab toh tum aa hi gayi ho.”

Trupti ne gusse mein Vikki ko dhakka dene ki koshish ki, par tabhi Vikki ne apna doosra haath Trupti ke chehre ke saamne kiya. Uske haath mein mobile tha aur screen par wahi kaala sach (video clip) chal raha tha.
Video mein Trupti ki nashiili aankhein aur khula hua blouse dekh kar Trupti ekdum shant ho gayi. Uski chhatpatahat ruk gayi. Uski aankhon mein aansu bhar aaye.
Trupti: (Rote hue, gidgidate hue) “Vikki... please band karo ise. Delete kar do ye sab. Meri zindagi kharab ho jayegi. Agar mere ghar par ya college mein kisi ne ye dekh liya toh main mar jaungi.”
Vikki ne mobile wapas jeb mein dala aur zor se hansa. Uski hansi mein shaitaniyat thi.
Vikki: “Hahaha! Zindagi toh abhi shuru hui hai Trupti. Itni aasani se delete kar doon? Is video ki keemat toh chukani padegi na.
Vikki ne Trupti ki thodi (chin) pakad kar uska chehra upar uthaya. Trupti ki aankhein aansuon se bhari thin, par Vikki ko usme sirf apni jeet dikh rahi thi. Usne apna chehra neeche jhukaya aur Trupti ke kaampte hue hothon par apna munh rakh diya.
Trupti ne pehle apne hoth bhich liye, par Vikki ne gusse mein uski kamar par chiunti kaati (pinched), jisse dard ke maare Trupti ka munh khul gaya. Vikki ne turant apni jeebh (tongue) Trupti ke muh mein thoos di.
Vikki Trupti ke muh ko buri tarah se raund raha tha. Wo Trupti ki jeebh ko apni jeebh se lapet raha tha aur use kheench kar choos raha tha. Trupti ko ghutan ho rahi thi, par plan ke mutabiq use ye bardasht karna tha.
Vikki ne kiss toda aur apni jeebh se apne hoth chaate.
Vikki: (Muskurate hue) “Wah! Kya sweet taste hai tera. Bilkul shahad jaisi hai tu. Tere hothon mein toh nasha hai.”



Abhi Trupti sambhal bhi nahi payi thi ki Vikki ne use ghumaya aur uska chehra ped ke taane (trunk) ki taraf kar diya. Trupti ke dono haath ped par tik gaye. Uska pichla hissa (back) ab Vikki ki taraf tha.
Vikki ne Trupti ki kamar pakdi aur use zor se piche ki taraf kheencha, taaki Trupti ki bhari hui gaand (buttocks) seedha Vikki ke crotch (jaanghon ke beech) se sat jaye.
Trupti ki saansein atak gayin jab use mehsoos hua ki Vikki ke jeans ke andar kuch behad sakht aur garam cheez uski gaand par dabav daal rahi hai. Vikki ka lund poori tarah tan chuka tha aur lohe ki rod jaisa sakht tha.
Vikki ne apni pelvis (kamar) ko aage dhakela aur Trupti ki gaand par apna lund ragadna (grind) shuru kiya.
Trupti: (Sisak kar) “Vikki... nahi... yahan nahi... koi aa jayega...”
Vikki: (Nashe mein) “Koi nahi aayega. Aaj main tujhe yahi ped ke sahare khada karke chodunga. Mehsoos kar rahi hai na? Dekh kitna tadap raha hai ye tere liye.”
Trupti ki patli white dress us sakhti ko rok nahi pa rahi thi. Use Vikki ke lund ka har inch apne buttocks ki darar (crack) par mehsoos ho raha tha. Vikki apna chehra Trupti ki gardan mein ghusa kar use chatne laga aur neeche se dhakke maarne laga.




Canteen ke piche ke us sunsaan kone mein Trupti Vikki ke changul mein phansi hui thi. Ped se tike hone ki wajah se wo piche hat bhi nahi sakti thi. Vikki poori tarah haavi tha. Wo Trupti ki White Bodycon Dress ke upar se hi uske bhare hue boobs ko buri tarah daboch raha tha. Uski ungliyan Trupti ke naram maans mein gad rahi thin.
Neeche, Vikki apna jeans mein tana hua lund Trupti ki gaand ki darar par zor-zor se ragad raha tha. Kapdon ke bawajood Trupti ko uski sakhti (hardness) mehsoos ho rahi thi. Vikki janwaron ki tarah gurra raha tha.
Trupti: (Ghabra kar, virodh karte hue) “Vikki... ye galat hai! Bas karo... ruk jao please. Koi aa jayega.”
Jab Vikki nahi ruka, toh Trupti ne himmat karke use dhakka diya.
Trupti: “Door hato mujhse! Warna main chilla dungi. Poore college ko ikhatta kar lungi.”

Vikki ne Trupti ki dhamki sunte hi ek shaitani hansi hansi. Usne turant apni jeans ki zip kholi aur apna laal-surkh, tana hua lund bahar nikal liya. Usne Trupti ka haath pakda aur zabardasti apne lund ke paas le gaya.
Trupti ne haath jhatakne ki koshish ki. Trupti: “Chee! Hato...”
Vikki: (Aankhein dikhate hue) “Chilla Trupti! Zor se chilla. Par yaad rakhna, wo jo video mere paas hai na? Usme toh tu bade maze se ise masal rahi thi. Jab wo video sab dekhenge, toh log sochenge ki tu chillayi kyun thi? Rate kam mila isliye?”
Trupti ke muh se aawaaz nikalni band ho gayi. Wo video uski gardan par latakti talwar thi. Usne apni haar maan li.
Vikki ne dobara Trupti ka haath pakda aur apne garam lund par rakh diya. Trupti ki ungliyan jaise hi us par lagi, wo sihar uthi. Usne mehsoos kiya ki Vikki ka lund uske pati Sanjeev se kahin zyada bada aur mota tha. Uski motai (girth) itni thi ki Trupti ki mutthi mushkil se band ho pa rahi thi.
Vikki: (Muskurate hue) “Kya hua baby? Pasand aaya? Chal ab meri jaan... ise hila. Ise shant kar.”

Trupti ne anchahe mann se, apni aankhein band karke, Vikki ke lund ko up-down stroke (hilana) shuru kiya. Vikki ne apna sar piche phenk diya aur maze se siskaari bhari.
Vikki: “Ohhh yes... aise hi... thoda zor se...”
Vikki ko maza aa raha tha. Usne Trupti ko chumte hue apna ek haath uski White Dress ke gale (neckline) se andar daal diya. Trupti ki bra ke cup ko neeche khiskate hue usne Trupti ke nange breast ko pakad liya.
Vikki Trupti ka nipple masalne laga aur neeche Trupti uska lund hila rahi thi. Dard, sharam aur ek ajeeb si sharirik uttejna (physical arousal) ne Trupti ko gher liya tha.
Kuch der tak ye chalta raha. Vikki ka saans fulne laga. Shayad wo pre-cum chhod chuka tha ya thoda shant ho gaya tha. Usne Trupti ka haath roka.
Vikki: “Ahhh... bas bas... abhi poora nahi nikalna. Abhi toh bohot khel baaki hai.”



Vikki wahan pade ek tute hue bench/ped ke taane par baith gaya aur usne Trupti ko kheench kar apni godh (lap) mein bitha liya. Trupti ki nangi jaanghein Vikki ki jeans par thin.
Trupti: (Dheere se) “Jo karna tha wo kar liya na? Ab please wo video delete kar do.”
Vikki zor se hansa aur Trupti ki kamar par haath phiraane laga.
Vikki: “Itni jaldi nahi jaaneman. Delete karunga, par meri Teen Shartein (3 Conditions) hain. Wo poori karni padengi.”
Trupti ne darrte hue pucha: “Kaisi shartein?”
Vikki: “Pehli shart... Rahul ko chhod de. Aaj hi breakup kar le us chutiye se. Waise bhi wo tere layak nahi hai.”
Trupti ne rahat ki saans li, ye toh wo waise bhi karne wali thi.
Vikki: “Dusri shart... Kal se tu meri Girlfriend banegi. College mein sabke saamne tu mere saath ghumegi, mere saath baithegi.”
Trupti ka dil baith gaya. Vikki ki GF banna matlab apni izzat ka janaza nikalna tha.
Vikki: (Gambhir hokar) “Aur Teesri... sabse zaroori shart.”
Usne Trupti ki aankhon mein dekha. Vikki: “Election ke aakhri din... Speech wale din... Tu stage par jayegi aur sabke saamne royegi. Aur tu sabko batayegi ki Abhay ne zabardasti karne ki koshish ki hai. Tu Abhay par 'Molestation' ka ilzaam lagayegi.”

Trupti sunn reh gayi. Abhay... wo ladka jo uski dhaal bana hua tha, uspar itna ghinona ilzaam?
Trupti: “Nahi... main ye nahi kar sakti. Abhay ne meri madad ki hai.”
Vikki: “Toh phir wo video viral hone ke liye taiyaar reh.”
Vikki ne Trupti ke White Dress ke upar se hi uske boobs ko zor se dabaya, itni zor se ki Trupti ke muh se “Ahhh...” nikal gaya.
Vikki ne apna chehra Trupti ki gardan mein ghusaya aur wahan jama paseena (sweat) apni jeebh se chatne laga. Trupti ka poora shareer tharthara (shuddered) gaya. Darr ke maare aur Vikki ke is dominant touch se Trupti ki body ne dhokha de diya.
Uski panty geeli (wet) hone lagi. Uski body mein ek ajeeb si Excitement daud gayi thi. Wo darr rahi thi, par uska jism is zabardasti par respond kar raha tha.
Vikki: (Gardan chat-te hue) “Soch le Trupti... Abhay ki izzat ya teri izzat? Faisla tera hai.”



Canteen ke piche ke us ghane sannate mein hawa ka rukh badal raha tha. Vikki, jo abhi tak Trupti ko dara raha tha, ab uski godh mein baithi Trupti ke chehre par aaye badlav ko dekh kar hairaan tha. Trupti ne apne aansu ponch liye the. Uski aankhon mein ab darr ki jagah ek gehri chaal (calculation) dikh rahi thi.
Trupti ne Vikki ke kandhe par haath rakha aur uski aankhon mein dekha. Usne faisla kar liya tha ki zeher ko zeher se hi kaatna padega. Abhay ne use samjhaya tha ki Vikki jaise insan ko tabhi haraya ja sakta hai jab use lage ki wo jeet raha hai.
Trupti: (Apni saansein kaabu mein karte hue) “Theek hai Vikki... main tumhari saari shartein manne ko taiyaar hoon. Rahul se breakup, tumhari girlfriend banna, aur Abhay par ilzaam lagana. Main sab karungi.”
Vikki ke chehre par ek vijayi muskaan phail gayi. Par Trupti ne apni ungli uske hothon par rakh di.
Trupti: (Thoda nakhre se) “Lekin... meri bhi ek shart hai. Ya kaho ki ek Deal hai.”
Vikki: (Bhouhein chada kar) “Kaisi deal?”

Trupti ne apne White Bodycon Dress mein qaid apne jism ko thoda aage khiskaya, jisse uska seena Vikki ke seene se touch hone laga.
Trupti: “Dekho Vikki, agar main Abhay ko dhokha de rahi hoon, toh mujhe bhi toh kuch milna chahiye na? Mujhe bhi CR (Class Representative) banna hai. Mujhe bhi college mein Power chahiye.”
Vikki dhyan se sun raha tha.
Trupti: “Agar maine aaj hi announce kar diya ki main tumhari GF hoon, toh log mujhe vote nahi denge. Aur agar main haari, toh Niti jeet jayegi. Kya tum chahte ho ki tumhare barabar mein wo chipku Niti khadi ho? Ya tum chahte ho ki Main tumhare saath CR banun?”
Vikki ne socha—Niti use waise bhi pasand nahi thi. Trupti jaisi hot aurat agar uske bagal mein CR bankar khadi hogi, toh uska rutba aur badh jayega.
Trupti: “Isliye... hum ye raaz ki main tumhari GF hoon, ye Election ke ek din pehle kholenge. Tab tak main Abhay ke saath rehne ka natak karungi taaki mujhe votes milein. Last moment par main palat jaungi, Abhay par ilzaam lagaungi, aur hum dono jeet jayenge. Niti bahar, aur hum dono andar. Manzoor hai?”
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Vikki kuch pal shant raha, phir wo zor se thahaka maar kar hansa. Usne Trupti ki kamar ko zor se pakda aur use apni taraf kheencha.
Vikki: (Haste hue) “Maan gaye Trupti ji! Maan gaye! Main toh tujhe sirf ek bholi-bhali Maa samajhta tha, par tu toh badi Shaatir Khiladi nikli. Sahi khel gayi tu.”
Vikki ne Trupti ke nange jaanghon (thighs) par haath phera.
Vikki: “Mujhe pata tha baby... tu bhi andar se meri jaisi hi hai. Power ki bhooki aur matlabi. Ye duniya ke saamne bas Sati-Savitri hone ka natak kar rahi hai. Asliyat mein tu bhi utni hi Randi hai jitna main Kamina hoon.”
Trupti ke dil par ye shabd teer ki tarah lage—'Randi', 'Matlabi'. Par usne apne chehre par shikan nahi aane di. Ye uske 'Plan' ka hissa tha.

Trupti ne apne hothon par ek kareeb laane wali muskaan (seductive smile) sajayi. Usne apna chehra aage badhaya aur Vikki ke hothon par ek halka sa, naram Kiss kar diya.
Trupti: (Whisper karte hue) “Sahi pehchana tumne... ab jab hum partner ban hi gaye hain, toh partnership pakki honi chahiye na?”
Vikki us kiss se pagal ho gaya. Usne Trupti ko wapas kiss karne ki koshish ki, par Trupti machal kar piche hat gayi aur Vikki ki godh se uth khadi hui.
Trupti: (Dress thik karte hue) “Abhi nahi... control karo. Ab humein plan par kaam karna hai. Koi dekh lega.”
Vikki abhi bhi us kiss ke nashe mein tha. Usne Trupti ko upar se neeche tak taada—uski white dress, uske curve, aur uski shatirana muskaan.
Vikki: “Ja baby... jee le apni zindagi kuch din aur. Par yaad rakhna, Election ki raat tu sirf meri hogi. Us raat is 'CR' ki kursi ke saath-saath main tujhe bhi todung




Trupti ne palat kar Vikki ko 'Bye' kiya aur wahan se nikal gayi. Jaise hi wo canteen ke piche wale raaste se bahar aayi aur bheed-bhaad wale area mein pahunchi, uske chehre ki muskaan gayab ho gayi.
Usne zor se apni saansein chhodi. Uska dil ghabrahat se dhak-dhak kar raha tha. Usne turant apna phone nikala aur ek message type kiya:

To Abhay: "Kaam ho gaya. Wo maan gaya hai. Usne mujhe time de diya hai."
Trupti ne piche mud kar us andhere kone ki taraf dekha jahan Vikki abhi bhi apni 'Jeet' ka jashn mana raha tha. Vikki ko lag raha tha ki Trupti uski jaisi hai, par use nahi pata tha ki Maa ka roop dharan karke Trupti ne aaj use usi ke jaal mein phansa liya hai.
Lekin ek baat Trupti ko pareshan kar rahi thi—Vikki ke touch se aur uske 'Sati-Savitri' wale taane se uske andar kuch Dark Emotions jaag gaye the. 

Dophar ka waqt tha. Lectures khatam ho chuke the aur students ka hujoom corridor aur canteen area mein jama tha. Trupti apni saheliyon—Kriti aur Shital—ke saath khadi thi. Aaj uski White Bodycon Dress aur subah ke us 'kaand' ke baad uske chehre par ek alag hi tevar (attitude) tha. Wo hans rahi thi, par uski hansi mein ab ek pathrila-pan tha.

Tabhi bheed ko cheerte hue Rahul wahan aaya. Uska chehra utra hua tha, aankhein suji hui thin aur wo behad pareshan lag raha tha. Subah jo thappad aur zillat use mili thi, usne use tod diya tha.
Rahul: (Trupti ke paas aakar, dheere se) “Trupti... please, mujhe baat karni hai. Sirf 2 minute.”
Trupti ne apni saheliyon ki baat beech mein roki aur Rahul ki taraf palat kar dekha. Uski aankhon mein ab wo 'Maa' wali naramiyan nahi, balki ek anjaan aurat ki sakhti thi.
Trupti: (Zor se, taaki aas-paas ke log sun sakein) “Kya baat karni hai Rahul? Maine kaha tha na mujhe pareshan mat karna.”

Rahul ne Trupti ka haath pakadne ki koshish ki, jaisa wo hamesha karta tha.
Rahul: “Suno na... I am sorry. Main sab theek kar dunga. Please aise behave mat karo.”
Trupti ne jhatke se apna haath chhudaya. Ye pehli baar tha jab usne public mein Rahul ko itni buri tarah jhatka tha.
Trupti: (Chillaate hue) “Haath mat lagana mujhe! Bohot ho gaya tumhara drama. Main tumhari is Possessiveness aur Shakk se tang aa chuki hoon. Tumhe kya lagta hai, main tumhari property hoon? Jahan jaungi piche-piche aaoge?”
Aas-paas ke students ruk gaye. "Team Power" aur "Team Progress" ke supporters sab dekhne lage. Vikki bhi door khada hokar ye nazara dekh raha tha, chehre par santushti thi.
Rahul: (Ghabra kar) “Aisa nahi hai... main bas...”
Trupti: “Bas Rahul! It's Over. Aaj aur abhi se humare beech sab khatam. Mujhe tumhare saath koi rishta nahi rakhna. Aaj se hum sirf classmates hain. Meri zindagi mein dakhal dena band karo.”
Rahul ke pairo tale zameen khisak gayi. Usne socha tha Trupti gusse mein hai, maan jayegi. Par yahan toh usne bhari mehfil mein rishta hi tod diya.
Rahul: “Trupti... soch lo... log kya kahenge...”
Trupti: “Logon ki parwah tum karo. Mujhe ghutan hoti hai is rishte mein. Get out of my life!”
Trupti ne ungli dikha kar Rahul ko jaane ka ishara kiya. Rahul ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Wo be-izzat hokar wahan khada reh gaya. Saamne khadi ladki uski Maa thi, par aaj wo duniya ke liye uski 'Ex-Girlfriend' ban chuki thi jisne use reject kar diya tha.
Rahul ne sar jhukaya aur bheed ke beech se chupchap nikal gaya. Piche students mein phus-phusahat shuru ho gayi— “Oye! Breakup ho gaya bhai... Rahul ka kat gaya!”




Jaise hi Rahul gaya, Abhay wahan aa pahuncha. Uske chehre par ek sukoon aur khushi thi. Rahul ka raaste se hatna Abhay ke liye sabse badi jeet thi—chahe wo election ke liye ho ya Trupti ko paane ke liye.
Abhay seedha Trupti ke paas gaya aur bina kisi jhijhak ke uska haath tham liya.
Abhay: (Naram aawaz mein) “You okay? Zyada drama toh nahi hua?”
Trupti ne ek gehri saans li aur Abhay ki taraf dekh kar muskurayi. Rahul ke jane ke baad use dukh hona chahiye tha, par ajeeb baat ye thi ki use Aazadi (Freedom) mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Trupti: “Main theek hoon Abhay. Jo bojh tha, wo utar gaya.”
Kriti aur Shital ne bhi Trupti ko support kiya. Kriti: “Acha kiya Trupti! Wo Rahul vaise bhi psycho lagta tha. Ab tu free hai.”
Abhay ne Trupti ke kandhe par haath rakha aur use bheed se thoda door le gaya. Dono ek saath chal rahe thi, bilkul ek Power Couple ki tarah. Vikki door se dekh kar khush ho raha tha ki uska plan kaam kar raha hai (ki Trupti Abhay ke close ja rahi hai taaki baad mein dhokha de sake), lekin use ye nahi pata tha ki Trupti aur Abhay ke beech ki ye nazdikiyaan asli hoti ja rahi thin.
Abhay: (Chalte hue) “Tumne bohot himmat dikhayi Trupti. Rahul ka chapter close. Ab bas Vikki bacha hai. Uska ilaj bhi jald hoga.”
Trupti: (Abhay ke kareeb hokar) “Jab tak tum saath ho, mujhe kisi ka darr nahi.”
Dono ke beech ki chemistry dekh kar pure college ko lagne laga tha ki Trupti ne Rahul ko chhod kar Abhay ko chun liya hai. Aur sachayi bhi yahi thi—Trupti ka dil ab poori tarah Abhay ki taraf jhuk chuka tha.


Trupti ke haathon bhari bheed mein be-izzat hone ke baad Rahul kisi zakhmi kutte ki tarah Canteen ke piche wale sunsaan ilake mein baitha tha. Uske saamne Vikki khada tha, jo cigarette peete hue Rahul ko dilaasa dene ka dhong kar raha tha.

Vikki: (Dhuan udate hue) “Koi na yaar Rahul... dil chhota mat kar. Wo saali Trupti tere layak thi hi nahi. Dekh lena, tera bhai uska aisa haal karega ki wo khud tere paero mein gir kar maafi maangegi. Ise toh main patak kar jam ke chodunga, aur video bana kar tujhe bhejunga taaki tera kaleja thanda ho.”
Rahul chup raha. Usne Vikki ko ye bilkul nahi bataya ki Trupti ko us video ke baare mein pata chal chuka hai aur wo (Trupti) Vikki ki dhamki se darr kar hi uske saath deal kar rahi hai. Rahul ke andar Vikki ke liye bhi gussa ubal raha tha. Usne socha— ‘Saale kamine, meri Maa ki video banayi tune? Tujhe lagta hai tu use chodega? Main tujhe bhi dekh lunga aur us Trupti ko bhi.’ Par abhi wo Vikki se panga lene ki halat mein nahi tha, isliye usne jhoothi haan mein sar hila diya.
Rahul: (Man maar kar) “Jaisa tujhe thik lage bhai... bas mujhe wo roti hui dikhni chahiye.”




Vikki ne Rahul ke kandhe par haath rakha. Vikki: “Chhod ye sab. Cheer up kar be! Tujhe pata hai na apne group mein ladkiyon ki kami nahi hai. Bol, aaj raat kiska number lagana hai? Koi bandi chodni hai kya? Mood fresh ho jayega.”
Rahul soch mein pad gaya. Uska ego hurt tha, use kisi na kisi par apna gussa aur hawas nikaalni thi. Tabhi use Shital ka chehra yaad aaya—Trupti ki saheli, jo abhi kuch der pehle breakup ke waqt us par hans rahi thi.
Rahul: “Vikki... wo Shital... uska kya scene hai? Wo toh Abhay ke group mein hai na, uska BF bhi wahi hai. Tune use kaise apne group mein fasaya?”
Vikki shaitani hansi hansa. Vikki: “Arre, sab MMS ka khel hai mere bhai. Maine uska bhi ek kaand pakad liya tha. Ab wo meri mutthi mein hai. Jab bulaun, aa jati hai.”
Rahul ki aankhon mein hawas ki chamak aa gayi. Use laga ki agar wo Shital ko chodega, toh Trupti aur Abhay dono se badla lene jaisa sukoon milega.
Rahul: “Toh phir aaj raat Shital ko mere room pe bhej de. Saali bohot hans rahi thi mujh par. Aaj uski hansi cheekhon mein badalni hai.”
Vikki: “Done! Aaj raat Shital teri. Faad dena saali ki.”

Abhi wo ye deal pakki kar hi rahe the ki wahan Niti aayi. Wo hamesha ki tarah beparwah aur ghamandi lag rahi thi.
Niti ka look aaj behad bold aur chic tha. Usne ek Neon Green Crop Top pehna tha jo kaafi chhota tha, jisse uski flat, toned belly aur gehri nabhi (navel) saaf dikh rahi thi, jisme ek Silver Piercing chamak rahi thi. Neeche usne ek Black Denim Mini Skirt pehni thi jo itni chhoti thi ki uski lambi, chikni taangein (legs) poori tarah expose ho rahi thin.
Niti ka figure Trupti ki tarah bhara-pura (curvy) nahi tha, balki wo kisi Supermodel ki tarah slim aur fit thi. Uski skin makhan jaisi smooth thi aur attitude kisi Rajkumari jaisa. Usne aankhon par branded sunglasses lagaye hue the aur muh mein chewing gum chaba rahi thi.
Niti: (Sunglasses neeche karke Rahul ko ghurte hue) “Oye Breakup Boy! Bohot natak ho gaya tumhara. Rona-dhona band karo aur election campaign mein lag jao. Waise bhi achha hua wo 'Gawar Aunty' (Trupti) chali gayi. Badi 'Sati-Savitri' ban rahi thi.”
Niti ki baaton mein Trupti ke liye zahar tha. Wo bina Rahul ke jawab ka intezaar kiye wahan se mud gayi.



Niti jab mud kar jaane lagi, toh uski Mini Skirt piche se thodi uth gayi thi. Rahul ki nazrein Niti ki sexy, tight aur shape mein bani hui gaand par tik gayin. Niti ki chaal mein jo akad (arrogance) thi, usne Rahul ke hurt ego ko challenge kar diya.
Rahul ko laga ki Trupti toh ab haath se nikal gayi, par agar wo is Trustee ki ghamandi beti ko jhuka de, toh uska badla poora ho jayega.
Jab Niti thodi door nikal gayi aur use sunayi nahi de sakta tha, Rahul ne Vikki ki taraf dekha.
Rahul: (Ghurte hue) “Vikki... mujhe iski bhi leni hai. Is Niti ki akad bistar par todni hai.”
Vikki zor se hansa aur Rahul ki peeth thaptapayi.
Vikki: “Ohho! Sapne dekhna achhi baat hai Rahul. Par ye aag ka dariya hai. Iski toh Main bhi aaj tak nahi le paya. Trustee ki beti hai, aur badi tez hai. Par agar tu try karna chahta hai toh kar le, maza aayega dekhne mein.”
Vikki hanste hue wahan se chala gaya. Rahul wahi khada reh gaya, Niti ki hilthi hui kamar ko dekhta hua.
Uske dimaag mein ab sirf badla ghoom raha tha. Use Trupti ko rulana tha, Vikki ko dhokha dena tha, aur Niti ki akad todni thi. Rahul ne thaan liya tha ki ab wo Seedha Beta nahi, balki ek Shikaari banega.

[Joker44]

Shaam gehra chuki thi. Vikki ke hostel room mein dhundhli roshni thi aur hawa mein cigarette ke dhuyein ki mehak thi. Rahul ek chair par baitha tha, pair failaye hue, haath mein ek beer ki bottle liye. Uski aankhein laal thin aur dimaag mein Trupti dwara ki gayi be-izzati ka shor goonj raha tha. Vikki bed par let kar phone mein kuch scroll kar raha tha.
‘Thak... Thak...’
Darwaze par ek dabi hui dastak hui. Vikki ke chehre par ek shaitani muskaan aa gayi. Usne Rahul ko ishara kiya aur bola: “Aa gayi teri dawa.”
Darwaza dheere se khula aur Shital andar aayi. Shital, jo humesha Kriti aur Trupti ke peeche chupi rehti thi, aaj akeli kisi bakri ki tarah sher ki gufa mein aayi thi.

Shital ek Small Town Girl thi—behad seedhi-saadhi aur simple. Aaj usne ek halka Blue Cotton Salwar Kameez pehna tha, jisme koi fancy cut nahi tha. Uske baal ek seedhi choti (braid) mein bandhe the aur chehre par koi makeup nahi tha. Wo dikhne mein kisi college ki innocent ladki jaisi lag rahi thi.
Par uski aankhon mein behisaab darr tha. Wo darwaze ke paas hi khadi ho gayi, apne dupatte ko zor se pakad kar nichod rahi thi. Use Vikki se khauf aata tha, kyunki Vikki ke paas uska koi aisa raaz tha jiske bahar aane se uski duniya khatam ho sakti thi.
Vikki: (Bade pyaar se par khatarnak tone mein) “Aaja... Aaja meri jaaneman. Wahan darwaze par kyun khadi hai? Ye tera hi kamra hai.”
Shital ke kadam bhari the, par wo majboori mein aage badhi. Shital: (Kaampte hue) “Vikki... mujhe kyun bulaya hai? Maine... maine toh sab kiya jo tumne kaha tha.”

Vikki uth kar Shital ke paas aaya. Shital piche hatne lagi par deewar aa gayi. Vikki ne apna haath Shital ke gaal par rakha aur apni ungli dheere-dheere fislaate hue uske hothon (lips) tak le gaya.
Vikki: “Kyun bulaya? Arre, dost ko yaad karne ke liye wajah chahiye kya?”
Shital: (Rone jaisi aawaz mein) “Vikki please... rehem karo mujh par. Tumne pichli baar jo karwaya tha... Trupti ki drink mein wo goli milana... mujhe abhi tak darr lagta hai. Agar kisi ko pata chala ki wo kaam maine kiya tha toh main barbad ho jaungi. Ab bas karo please.”
(Yahan khulasa hua ki us raat Club mein Trupti ki drink Shital ne hi spike ki thi, Vikki ke kehne par).
Vikki zor se hansa aur Shital ke baalon ki lat ko apni ungli mein lapet liya.
Vikki: “Toh kya hua? Wo toh purani baat hai. Dekh Shital, tu meri ghulam hai. Jab main bulaun, tujhe aana padega. Aaj mera dost Rahul bohot udaas hai. Trupti ne dil toda hai iska. Toh tera farz banta hai ki tu ise thanda kare.”




Isse pehle ki Shital kuch samajh paati, Vikki ne use baazu se pakda aur zor se dhakka diya.
Shital seedha jakar Rahul ki godh (lap) mein giri. Rahul, jo kab se is pal ka intezaar kar raha tha, usne turant Shital ko apni mazboot baahon mein jakad liya taaki wo bhaag na sake.
Shital: (Ghabra kar) “Ahh! Rahul... chodo mujhe... ye kya kar rahe ho?”
Rahul ne Shital ki aankhon mein dekha. Uski aankhon mein jo darr aur seham (vulnerability) tha, usne Rahul ke hurt ego ko sukoon diya. Trupti aur Niti ne use nicha dikhaya tha, par ye ladki... ye uske neeche thi, kamzor thi.
Rahul: (Shital ke kaan ke paas) “Chilla mat Shital. Vikki ne bheja hai tujhe. Ab shant ho ja.”
Rahul ne bina waqt ganwaye apna chehra aage badhaya aur Shital ke hothon ko wildly kiss karna shuru kar diya. Ye kiss pyaar wala nahi, gusse aur dominance wala tha.

Shital ne pehle apna muh pherne ki koshish ki, par Rahul ki pakad bohot sakht thi. Usne Shital ki kamar ko zor se dabaya. Shital ko pata tha ki agar usne mana kiya toh Vikki uska raaz khol dega.
Majboori mein Shital dheli pad gayi. Rahul uske hothon ko nichod raha tha, apni jeebh uske muh mein daal raha tha. Shital ne virodh karna band kar diya, wo bas aankhein band karke aansu baha rahi thi.
Rahul ka haath Shital ke suit ke upar se uske stanon (boobs) par gaya aur unhe masalne laga. Shital ke muh se dabi hui siskiyaan nikalne lagin—jo maze ki kam aur dard ki zyada thin.
Shital: (Kiss ke beech mein) “Mmmhhh... Rahul... pl... please...”
Rahul ko Shital ka ye darr aur uski soft body bohot pasand aa rahi thi. Wo Trupti ka badla is bholi ladki ke jism se le raha tha. Vikki saamne khada hokar muskura raha tha, ye dekh kar ki kaise usne ek shareef ladki ko apne doston ke liye 'rakhel' bana diya hai.



Vikki apne room se bahar corridor mein aa gaya. Piche darwaza band karte waqt usne ek baar andar jhaanka jahan Rahul kisi bhookhe janwar ki tarah Shital par toot pada tha. Vikki ke chehre par ek shaitani sukoon tha. Usne apni jeb se cigarette ka packet nikala, ek cigarette honthon mein dabayi aur lighter jalaya. Dhuyein ka ek lamba kash lene ke baad usne apna phone nikala.
Uska agla shikaar, yaani Trupti, uske dimaag mein ghoom rahi thi. Subah ki white dress wali mulakat aur wo handjob use abhi bhi garam kiye hue tha.
WhatsApp Message (Vikki to Trupti):

Kaisi ho meri jaan? Kya kar rahi ho? Tumhara ye naya Malik tumhe bohot miss kar raha hai."
Hostel mein Trupti apne bed par baithi thi. Usne message padha aur ghin se naak sikodi. Par use Abhay ka plan yaad tha—Vikki ko ye feel karana hai ki wo jeet raha hai.
Reply (Trupti to Vikki):

"Bas abhi room mein aayi hoon, change karne ja rahi thi."

Vikki:

"Change kar rahi ho? Toh thoda 'Teaser' toh dedo mujhe. Pata toh chale meri 'Future GF' akele mein kaisi lagti hai. Mood bana do yar..."
Trupti ne socha ki agar ab mana kiya toh Vikki ko shaq ho sakta hai. Usne ek gehri saans li, apne baalon ko bikhraya aur apne chehre par ek jhoothi kaamukta (fake seduction) laayi.

Trupti:

Theek hai... Wait karo. Ek 'Sweet Teaser' bhejti hoon. Par kisi ko dikhana mat."

Kuch hi minutes baad Vikki ke phone par 'Beep-Beep' hua. Do photo messages aaye the. Vikki ne utsukta se screen open ki.

Pehli tasveer bathroom ke aaine (mirror) ke saamne li gayi thi. Trupti ne kapde utaar diye the aur sirf ek Safed Tauliya (White Towel) apne jism par lapet rakha tha.

[*]Towel uske Underarms ke niche se bandha hua tha, jisse uske gore, bhare hue stanon ka upari hissa (upper cleavage) poora ubhar kar dikh raha tha.
[*]Uske baal geele the aur kandhon par bikhre hue the, jaise wo abhi fresh hokar nikli ho.
[*]Chehre par usne ek Pout banaya hua tha aur apni ek ungli apne hothon par rakhi hui thi, jaise wo Vikki ko chup rehne ka ishara kar rahi ho. Uski aankhon mein ek inviting nasha tha.




Dusri tasveer bed par let kar, upar se neeche ke angle (top-down view) se li gayi thi.Trupti ne ek Black Satin Nighty pehni hui thi jo behad chhoti thi.
[*]Usne apne dono pair (legs) ghutno se mod kar bed par faila rakhe the, jisse uski makkhan jaisi chikni aur gudaaz jaanghein (milky fleshy thighs) poori tarah expose ho rahi thin.
[*]Nighty ka gala (neck) dheela hone ki wajah se, uske boobs ki gehri ghati saaf nazar aa rahi thi. Caption mein likha tha: "Sirf tumhare liye... Goodnight baby."



Vikki in tasveeron ko dekh kar paagal ho gaya. Usne photo ko zoom karke Trupti ki thighs aur cleavage ko ghoora. Uska lund paint mein hi akad gaya.
Vikki: (Khud se baat karte hue) “Uff... Kya maal hai yaar ye Trupti. Iski photos hi banda maarne ke liye kaafi hain. Ruko tum, election ke baad is nighty ko phaad kar tumhe nanga karunga.”
Tabhi uske kaano mein kamre ke andar se kuch aawaazein aayi.
“Nahi... Rahul... ahhh... dard ho raha hai... please dhere...” (Shital ki roni aawaaz) “Chup kar saali... maza le... aaj tu hi meri Trupti hai...” (Rahul ki gurrahat) “Thap... Thap... Ahhh...” (Jism ke takrane ki aawaazein)
Vikki ne darwaze ki taraf dekha aur zor se hansa. Use andar ho rahi zabardasti aur bahar chal rahe sexting se ek ajeeb sa sadistic maza aa raha tha.
Vikki: “Lage raho bhai... Tera badla andar poora ho raha hai, aur mera badla bahar taiyaar ho raha hai.”
Vikki ne Trupti ko ek Kiss Emoji bheja aur Shital ki siskiyon ko background music ki tarah sunte hue, seeti bajata hua corridor se nikal gaya.

[Joker44]

If you’re enjoying the story, please drop a comment, hit like on the thread, and give it a 5-star rating. Let’s make this a five-star thread together! ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

[Rohan9318]

⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐

[Aman34]

Bhai maa ki shadi rahul se hi karwao do miya bibi ban jaye

[Fing fing]

What an update boss!! Just mind-blowing.5 star to this story and waiting for your next update.

 Abhay is true mating and life partner of Tripti.cucky Rahul losing his mom to rival abhay and he will marry and breeding his mom at age 42; super erotic.The sacred birth place from which rahul is born is now territory of rival bull abhay.

Future-Tripti's breast milk which once nurtured her son rahul will now nurture her rival abhay and his strong progeny.Tripti do not like poop or urine and kept maid to look after her son rahul who did washes her son's urine and ? poop regularly and now her mouth is filled with abhay poop,urine and semen.Her nose and ear dripping with abhay strong cum .Make abhay extremely unhealthy physical habit and never flushes poop in bathroom and even sometimes urine/ poop in his room only. Add darker content, humiliation of cucky rahul and abhay fucking tripti in nasty toilet filled with abhay's urine and poop.

Normally,at this ripe age of 42,tripti has to become mother in law with her son Rahul's wife but instead she became gf and later wife of rival abhay.

It will be highly erotic if abhay force rahul to call tripti by sister instead of mom.Due to dominance of abhay,rahul calling his mom behan or sister or aunty etc.This story is destined to rule xossipy and break record

[Fing fing]

Please make trupti complete property and gf of abhay only .Do not make other other male like rahul or vicki to have sex with her ,it will make her slut and with the image of slut no erotic feeling will be left.Story need a cuckson jealous like rahul and vicki ,loser sanjeev to add intense spice to the story.Exclusivity will take the story on new height

Definitely ...only her bull and future hubby abhay should have right over her.I also agree of not making her slut and stick to her new bull.

[Joker44]

I am thrilled that so many of you are enjoying Tripti’s story. To ensure this remains a compelling, long-form erotica, I will be introducing various plot twists and multiple love interests. Sticking to a single hero at this stage would cause the story to conclude prematurely, and with two years of college remaining, Tripti has much more to experience.

Please note that while the erotic elements are central, some updates will focus on world-building and narrative depth to give the story proper context. I haven't decided on the final endgame yet, so keep reading to see how it unfolds!"

[Little finger]

Wow. What a different plot and story. If the story happens for 3 yrs, then there is no shortage of sex scenes and erotica. Thanks for the story. Pls continue more.

[Fing fing]

I am thrilled that so many of you are enjoying Tripti’s story. To ensure this remains a compelling, long-form erotica, I will be introducing various plot twists and multiple love interests. Sticking to a single hero at this stage would cause the story to conclude prematurely, and with two years of college remaining, Tripti has much more to experience.

Please note that while the erotic elements are central, some updates will focus on world-building and narrative depth to give the story proper context. I haven't decided on the final endgame yet, so keep reading to see how it unfolds!"

I definetly agree with you.The plot is so diverse that it will be automatically long form erotica but do not make it unnecessary lengthy...Even Jk rowling stopped Harry potter to maintain exclusive nature.

 In 2 years she will enjoy with friend , have lot new boyfriends little bit physical but without fucking, lot of activity ,classroom, other new boys trying her making jealous everyone including rahul+vivki+abhay etc but it is essential that only strong bull like abhay should fuck and own her; ensuring her pure womanly image instead of cheap slut ..

 Remember a pure woman will only fuck with her one and only special partner not like other slut.As soon as you downgrade her image this epic story empire will get destroyed. Hence it is very essential to balance the story and stick .

[Sexone]

wonderful,update next part?? I think there is mega twist in next update and may be our hero abhay will save heroine trupti and both become cr. Who knows ??update??

[mahesharpita1987]

It was a nice update, but there is one thing I personally didn’t like. Even in Western countries, parents usually don’t bully their own children unless they are mentally unwell or completely indifferent toward the child. A mother especially tends to be more emotionally attached to her son—hence the term “mama’s boy.”
Earlier, I was fully supporting the Abhay–Trupti love story, but calling Rahul a “wounded dog” felt humiliating. If humiliation is meant to be a major part of the story, then I’m sorry, but I have to step back from it.
To be clear, I still support Trupti and Abhay’s relationship, but I’m not comfortable with Rahul’s humiliation or with Sanjeev being sidelined. Without even consulting Sanjeev, isn’t Trupti being unfair—or even cheating him emotionally? He is the one who supported Rahul and trupti and sent them to college.
Rahul is a teenager, and teenagers do make mistakes—sometimes very serious ones. But we all need to acknowledge that Trupti is Rahul’s real mother. Do you really think a mother would be okay with insulting her own son in front of his college? Wouldn’t she worry that such humiliation could push him toward drug addiction, depression, or even a suicide attempt?
Note: Strong bloodlines, dominance, and harsh realism are acceptable—I understand this is fiction. But the points I mentioned feel illogical to me. This is purely my personal opinion, and I wish you all the best for your story.

[Joker44]

I definetly agree with you.The plot is so diverse that it will be automatically long form erotica but do not make it unnecessary lengthy...Even Jk rowling stopped Harry potter to maintain exclusive nature.

 In 2 years she will enjoy with friend , have lot new boyfriends little bit physical but without fucking, lot of activity ,classroom, other new boys trying her making jealous everyone including rahul+vivki+abhay etc but it is essential that only strong bull like abhay should fuck and own her; ensuring her pure womanly image instead of cheap slut ..

 Remember a pure woman will only fuck with her one and only special partner not like other slut.As soon as you downgrade her image this epic story empire will get destroyed. Hence it is very essential to balance the story and stick .

I’ve seen the comments, and I want to address a major piece of the puzzle: Tripti’s husband. They share over 20 years of history and a life they built together. If he decides he wants to be intimate with his wife, she can't just push him aside for someone she met a few months ago.

While she might enjoy the thrill of a younger man, walking away from a 20-year marriage isn't that simple. An affair is one thing; rebuilding her entire world is another. For a man like Abhay (or whoever becomes her 'bull') to truly claim her, he has to earn it. He needs to see her at her worst, witness her mistakes and her cheating, and still choose to forgive and accept her. Only when she realizes there is no one better for her—when he truly accepts her for who she is—will she let him dominate her life as both 'bull' and husband."

[Joker44]

It was a nice update, but there is one thing I personally didn’t like. Even in Western countries, parents usually don’t bully their own children unless they are mentally unwell or completely indifferent toward the child. A mother especially tends to be more emotionally attached to her son—hence the term “mama’s boy.”
Earlier, I was fully supporting the Abhay–Trupti love story, but calling Rahul a “wounded dog” felt humiliating. If humiliation is meant to be a major part of the story, then I’m sorry, but I have to step back from it.
To be clear, I still support Trupti and Abhay’s relationship, but I’m not comfortable with Rahul’s humiliation or with Sanjeev being sidelined. Without even consulting Sanjeev, isn’t Trupti being unfair—or even cheating him emotionally? He is the one who supported Rahul and trupti and sent them to college.
Rahul is a teenager, and teenagers do make mistakes—sometimes very serious ones. But we all need to acknowledge that Trupti is Rahul’s real mother. Do you really think a mother would be okay with insulting her own son in front of his college? Wouldn’t she worry that such humiliation could push him toward drug addiction, depression, or even a suicide attempt?
Note: Strong bloodlines, dominance, and harsh realism are acceptable—I understand this is fiction. But the points I mentioned feel illogical to me. This is purely my personal opinion, and I wish you all the best for your story.

Much of the story is factual, but her recent behavior was a direct result of Rahul’s betrayal. She had given him her body, yet he chose to toss her aside to his friend as if she meant nothing. This sparked a deep-seated rage within her. No woman wants to be objectified, and her subsequent actions were her way of making him pay for that insult."

[Fing fing]

I’ve seen the comments, and I want to address a major piece of the puzzle: Tripti’s husband. They share over 20 years of history and a life they built together. If he decides he wants to be intimate with his wife, she can't just push him aside for someone she met a few months ago.

While she might enjoy the thrill of a younger man, walking away from a 20-year marriage isn't that simple. An affair is one thing; rebuilding her entire world is another. For a man like Abhay (or whoever becomes her 'bull') to truly claim her, he has to earn it. He needs to see her at her worst, witness her mistakes and her cheating, and still choose to forgive and accept her. Only when she realizes there is no one better for her—when he truly accepts her for who she is—will she let him dominate her life as both 'bull' and husband."

I agree with you and it is definetly super erotic plot. Sounds like our bull abhay have to go through test and " mahabharat " style struggle to get tripti completely. A war indeed....Superb

[Erotica erotica]

Trupti finds her true potential love abahy at age 42years leaving her cuck son rahul and sanjeev.
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Her son rahul and sanjeev lund bohot chota compared to all boys in college ...but her new love bull abhay have unimaginable bada lund.Trupti to agar itni badi lund milega tow keu chote lund ki family rahega.Trupti ko milega bhar purr santusti jeevan ka.

Earlier trupti remain exhausted in family household chores and looking after her son rahul and family but later after she bacame gf and marry abhay  she will be exhausted by unimaginable intense fucking from her bull abhay.Abhay cucky rahul ki mummy ko khub chodega .....din raat uska mummy ko chodega jo rahul soch bhi nahi sakte
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[Erotica erotica]

Bhai maa ki shadi rahul se hi karwao do miya bibi ban jaye

Yaar story line is changed from incest to erotica ....It time for ultra level cuckold son story with intense jealousy ,betrayal, humiliation,intense sex,new marriage etc

Yaar Pls update

[Deep seed]

please update next part....waiting for it..

[Ankita b]

Pls update. ..