Misc. Erotica Maa bani Classmate

[Joker44]

After a short break, I’m finally back with a long update! I really hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it.
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super sexy update!! Mindblowing.....

[Joker44]

Dopehar ka wo garm aur hawas bhara samandar ab shaant ho chuka tha. Suraj dhalne ke baad Goa ki hawa mein ek nashiili thandak aa gayi thi. Villa ke pichhwade (backyard) mein pool ke kinare fairy lights jagmaga rahi thin aur ek chhota sa bonfire jalaya gaya tha. Pura group paani se nikal kar naha-dho chuka tha aur ab sab bahar lawn mein aaram se baithe drinks enjoy kar rahe the.

Trupti bhi apne kamre se taiyaar hokar aayi toh sabki nazrein ek pal ke liye uspar thahar gayin. Raat ki us azaadi ke baad, Trupti ka dressing style poori tarah 'bold college girl' wala ho chuka tha. Aaj usne ek behad chhota sa denim hot-pants pehna tha, jisme uski 38-inch ki bhari gaand ka nichla hissa (cheeks) halka sa bahar jhalak raha tha aur uski gori, chikni jaanghein aag laga rahi thin. Upar usne ek oversized white shirt pehni thi, jiske upar ke teen buttons poori tarah khule the. Us khuli hui shirt ke andar se uski black lace wali deep-neck bralette saaf dikh rahi thi, jo uske 38-inch ke gudaaz aur bhari boobs ko aage ki taraf push kar rahi thi. Jab wo chalti ya aage jhukti, toh us safed shirt ke beech se uski gahri cleavage ki khaan poori tarah nangi nazar aati. Usne baalon ko loose curls mein rakha tha aur hothon par dark red lipstick lagayi thi.
Trupti aakar Abhay ke bagal mein ek bean bag par baith gayi. Uski nangi jaangh Abhay ki jeans se touch ho rahi thi. Abhay ne use dekhte hi ek hawas bhari muskaan di aur table ke neeche se uski jaangh par apna garm haath rakh diya.
Is khamoshi aur romantic vibe ko todte hue Rahul ne apne haath mein pakde beer ki bottle ko zameen par halke se patka.
"Guys! Kal humari aakhri raat hai Goa mein," Rahul ne bohot hi casual aur excited aawaz mein sabka dhyan apni taraf kheencha. "Aise aaram se baith kar time waste nahi kar sakte. Aaj ki raat ko kuch memorable aur wild banate hain. Let's play an Extreme Truth or Dare... with chits!"

"Oh ho! Kya baat hai Rahul, tu toh form mein aa gaya!" Sahil ne taali bajate hue kaha. Kriti toh pehle se hi Rahul ke har idea par mar mitne ko taiyaar thi.

"Game thoda interesting banate hain," Rahul ne ek bada sa kaanch ka bowl table ke beech mein rakhte hue kaha. "Hum sab ek-ek pen aur paper lenge. Sab log apne dimaag se 2-3 sabse wild aur crazy dares likhenge aur is bowl mein daalenge. Jiske taraf bottle rukegi, use aankh band karke ek parchi (chit) uthani hogi aur bina hichkichaye wo dare poora karna hoga."
"Perfect!" Abhay ne josh mein aakar kaha. "Maza aayega. Sab log likho apne sabse gande aur khatarnak dares."
Rahul ne sabko chote-chote kaagaz ke tukde aur pen baant diye. Sab log haste-khelte, ek doosre se chhupa kar apne-apne dares likhne lage. Kriti ne ek behad flirty aur sexy dare likha (shayad Rahul ke liye), aur Pranay ne kuch funny sa. Trupti ne bhi thoda sharmate hue, par 'college girl' wali spirit dikhane ke liye ek normal sa dare likh diya—jaise 'kiss the person on your right'.
Jab sabne apne dares likh liye, toh Rahul apni jagah se utha. "Laao, sab apni chits fold karke is bowl mein daal do. Main isko achhe se mix kar deta hoon," Rahul ne badi masoomiyat se kaha.
Sabne apni parchiyan bowl mein daal din. Rahul bowl ko lekar do kadam piche ghuma, jahan andhera thoda zyada tha, yeh dikhane ke liye ki wo unhe achhe se hila kar mix kar raha hai.
Par yahi wo pal tha jahan Rahul ka khaufnaak shaitani dimaag apna khel khel gaya. Rahul ne pehle se hi apni pocket mein kuch chits likh kar rakhi thin—wo chits jo usne apne gusse, jalan aur hawas ki aag mein jalte hue specially Trupti ki 'Maa' wali image ko nochne ke liye banayi thin. Rahul ne badi safaai se bowl mein se 5-6 normal aur boring chits (jaise 'dance for 1 minute' ya 'sing a song') nikaal kar apni pocket mein daal lin, aur unki jagah apni likhi hui extreme, dirty chits us bowl mein gira din.
'Ab dekhta hoon tu apni is safed shirt mein aur azaadi ke is ghamand mein kab tak chhup paati hai, College Girl,' Rahul ne mann hi mann gandi hasi haste hue bowl wapas table par laakar rakh diya.
Sab log bonfire ke chaaron taraf gol ghere (circle) mein baith gaye. Beech mein wo kaanch ka bowl tha aur ek khali beer ki bottle.
Abhay, jo poore group ka leader bana hua tha, aage jhuka aur usne ek ailan (announcement) kiya.
"Dhyan se sun lo sab log! Rules bohot sakht (strict) hain," Abhay ne table par rakhi ek full Tequila ki bottle aur do shot glasses sabko dikhaye. "Bottle ghumegi, jiske paas ruki, use chit uthani hogi. Jo likha hai wo karna padega, chahe kitna bhi wild kyun na ho. Aur agar kisi ne mana kiya, ya dare poora nahi kiya... toh uski penalty hogi exactly '2 neat Tequila Shots' bina kisi lemon ya salt ke. Aur ye Tequila bohot strong hai, do shot mein hi dimaag ghoom jayega. Toh better hai ki dare poora karo."
"Game on!" Kriti ne chillate hue kaha.
Rahul ne aage badh kar bottle ko zor se ghuma diya. Bottle kach kach ki aawaaz karti hui gol ghoomne lagi. Sabki dhadkanein tez thin. Dheere-dheere uski speed kam hui aur uski noke (tip) aakar ruki... Pranay par!
"Haha! Fasa bakra!" Sahil hasne laga.
Pranay ne has-has kar bowl mein haath daala aur ek chit nikaali. Usne khola aur padha: "Do 15 pushups while your partner sits on your back." "Ye toh easy hai!" Pranay ne T-shirt utaari aur zameen par position le li. Shital hasti hui aakar uski peeth par baith gayi. Pranay ne josh mein aakar 15 pushups maar diye. Sabne taaliyan bajayin. Game ka mahol ban chuka tha.
Abhay ne dobara bottle ghumayi. Is baar bottle ghoomti hui ruki... Kriti par!
"Oh God!" Kriti ne nakhre se apne gaal par haath rakha. Usne bowl se ek chit uthayi aur padhi. Padhkar uske hothon par ek bohot hi gandi aur seducing muskaan aa gayi. "Dare hai... 'Give a sexy lap dance to the guy sitting directly opposite to you for 30 seconds'."
Kriti ke theek opposite... Rahul baitha tha!
Trupti ke seene mein ekdum se ek ajeeb si kashish aur jalan uthi. Uski roommate aur uski dost, uske hi bete ko lap dance dene wali thi. Par Trupti ko is waqt 'College Girl' aur ek cool friend wali image maintain karni thi. Usne apne darr ko chupaya aur jhoothi smile ke saath taali bajane lagi.
Kriti uthi, usne music ka volume thoda tez kiya aur dheere-dheere matakti hui Rahul ke paas aayi. Rahul chair par aaram se baitha tha, uske hothon par ek cool smile thi. Kriti ne Rahul ke nange ghutnon par apne haath rakhe aur uske bilkul kareeb aakar uske upar jhuk gayi. Kriti apne boobs halke se Rahul ke seene se ragadte hue uski godh (lap) par baith gayi aur apni kamar ko gol-gol ghumane lagi.
Rahul is lap dance ko enjoy karne ka naatak kar raha tha. Usne apne haath Kriti ki patli kamar par rakh diye aur use apni taraf kheencha. Par Rahul ki nazrein Kriti ke kandhe ke upar se theek Trupti par gadi thin. Wo dekh raha tha ki Trupti ka chehra is lap dance ko dekh kar thoda laal pad raha hai. Trupti apni ghabrahat chhupane ke liye Abhay ke haath ko kas kar pakad rahi thi. Rahul ke lund mein ek jhatka laga, wo apni Maa ki jalan ko mehsoos kar raha tha aur ye use pagal kar raha tha.
30 seconds khatam hue. Kriti ne Rahul ke gaal par ek halka sa kiss kiya aur wapas apni jagah par aa gayi. Mahol ab poori tarah erotic, wild aur garm ho chuka tha.
"Chalo, ab meri baari," Kriti ne bottle ko poori taqat se ghuma diya.
Bottle tezi se ghoomne lagi. Sab logo ki nazrein us khali kaanch ki bottle par chipki thin. Ek chakkar... do chakkar... bottle ki speed ab dheemi hone lagi. Wo Shital ko cross kar gayi, Pranay ko cross kar gayi... Abhay ke saamne se hote hue aakhir-kaar wo bottle theek Trupti ki taraf ishaara karte hue ruk gayi!
"Ohooo! Madam Vice-President Trupti Khanna!" Sahil ne zor se table bajate hue chillaya.
"Ab aayega asli maza!" Abhay ne halke se Trupti ke nange pet ko ungli se chhedte hue kaha.
Trupti ka chehra ekdum safed pad gaya. Uski saansein atak gayin. Achanak use darr lagne laga ki pata nahi isme kaisa ganda dare hoga. Usne thoda nervous hokar Rahul ki taraf dekha. Rahul ne use ek bohot hi pyari, masoom aur supportive 'beta' wali smile di, jaise keh raha ho—'Darr mat, main hoon na. Enjoy kar.'
Us smile ne Trupti ko thodi himmat di. Usne kaanpte hue haathon se bowl ko apni taraf kheencha. Uski gori, lambi ungliyon ne sabse upar padi hui ek mudi hui parchi (chit) ko utha liya.
Andhere mein, bonfire ki madham roshni ke beech, Trupti ne dheere se us kaagaz ko khola.
Jaise hi Trupti ki nashiili aankhon ne us chit par likhe alfaaz ko padha... uske paero tale zameen khisak gayi. Uski aankhein hairani aur darr se faati ki faati reh gayin. Uski saansein gale mein kisi patthar ki tarah atak gayin aur uske jism ka saara khoon thanda pad gaya. Uski khuli hui white shirt ke andar uske bhari boobs darr ke maare tezi se upar-neeche hone lage.
"Kya likha hai? Zor se padho na Trupti!" Abhay ne haste hue aur uske kareeb aate hue pucha.
Trupti ke hoth thar-thara rahe the. Uske haath mein kaagaz ka tukda buri tarah kaanp raha tha. Usne badi mushkil se, aawaz ko gale se bahar nikaalte hue chit padhi...
"Dare: Take off your shirt and your bra completely. Sit topless in front of everyone for exactly 60 seconds... show us your assets."



Sannata.

Poore circle mein achanak ek bhayanak, saansein rok dene wali khamoshi chha gayi. Abhay ki hansi uske hothon par hi jam gayi. Kriti aur Shital ne hairani se muh par haath rakh liya. Sahil aur Pranay ne ek doosre ko shock mein dekha.
Trupti ne fati hui aankhon se aage dekha. Samne theek uski aankhon ke saamne uska 21 saal ka saga beta, Rahul, baitha tha. Ek 42 saal ki Maa... apne khud ke bete ke saamne... apne doston ke beech... nangi chhatiyan (topless) dikhayegi? Ye toh mamta aur sharam ki saari haddein paar karne wala thappad tha.
Rahul apni chair par bohot aaram se peeth tikaye baitha tha. Usne apne haath mein rakhi Tequila ki bottle ko halke se ghumaya. Uske chehre par ab wo 'masoom beta' wali smile nahi thi, balki ek be-rahm, shaitani, aur darindagi se bhari bhookhi muskaan thi jo saaf keh rahi thi

Bonfire ki laal roshni mein Trupti ka chehra ekdum safed pad chuka tha. Uske haath mein pakda wo kaagaz ka tukda kisi time-bomb ki tarah lag raha tha. "Topless in front of everyone for 60 seconds." Ye alfaaz uske dimaag mein hathode ki tarah baj rahe the. Ek 42 saal ki Maa... apne bete ke theek saamne... nangi chhatiyan dikhayegi?

Sannata itna gehra tha ki lehron ki aawaaz bhi darawni lagne lagi thi. Wahan baithe saare ladkon—Sahil, Pranay, aur yahan tak ki Abhay ke dimaag ke ek kone mein bhi—ek bhayanak uttejna (excitement) daud gayi thi. Trupti Khanna jaisi aag laga dene wali aurat ko topless dekhne ka khayal hi unke lund mein current daudane ke liye kaafi tha.
Abhay ne Trupti ki fati hui aankhon aur kaanpte jism ko dekha toh uska 'boyfriend' wala protective nature jaag utha. Usne aage badh kar Trupti ka haath pakda aur thoda gusse mein bola, "Guys, ye bohot zyada extreme hai. Ye dare change karna padega, she is not comfortable."
Par is azaad aur wild mahol mein kahan koi sunne wala tha. Sahil ne turant haath uthaya aur halke nashe mein bola, "Arre bhai Abhay! Game shuru hone se pehle tune hi kaha tha na ki rules bohot sakht hain? Ye toh game hai yaar. Dare poora karo, ya phir chup-chaap penalty ke 2 shots piyo. Simple! Isme buri kya baat hai?"
Pranay aur Kriti ne bhi hami bhari. "Haan Trupti, agar nahi karna toh shots pi lo. Rule is rule."
Trupti ki kaanpti hui nazrein table par rakhi us Tequila ki bottle par gayin, aur phir theek saamne baithe Rahul par. Rahul ke chehre par ek shaitani aur be-parwah muskaan thi. Trupti jaanti thi ki wo apne bete ke saamne nangi nahi ho sakti. Usne bina ek shabd kahe, ek gehri saans li, aur aage jhuk kar apne kaanpte haathon se do shot glasses mein neat Tequila bhar li.
"Main shots piyungi," Trupti ne apni aawaz ko dridh (firm) banane ki koshish karte hue kaha.
Usne pehla glass uthaya aur ek hi saans mein gale ke neeche utaar diya. Tequila aag ki tarah uske gale ko jalaati hui pet mein gayi. Usne bina ruke doosra glass uthaya aur wo bhi gat-gat karke pi gayi. Sabne taaliyan bajayin aur hooting ki, "Wohoo! That's the spirit!"
Do neat Tequila shots ka asar agle hi pal Trupti ke dimaag par chadhne laga. Uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa nasha tairne laga, aur uske andar ka darr dhire-dhire alcohol ki garmi mein pighalne laga.
"Chalo, game aage badhate hain!" Sahil ne bottle ghumayi. Is baar bottle tezi se ghoomi aur ruki... Abhay par!
Abhay ne muskurate hue bowl se ek chit nikaali aur use khola. Padhkar uske chehre par ek behad hawas bhari, 'dominant' muskaan aa gayi. Usne jan-bhoojh kar Rahul ki taraf dekha. Abhay ko lagta tha ki Rahul abhi bhi Trupti ke liye feelings rakhta hai, aur Abhay us 'ex-boyfriend' ko apni aukaat dikhana chahta tha. Ek 'cuckold' wali feeling dena chahta tha.
"Mera dare hai," Abhay ne zor se padha, "French kiss your partner passionately for 1 minute while touching their most sensitive assets in front of everyone."
Ye sunte hi bheed mein seeti baj gayi. Trupti, jiske dimaag mein Tequila apna kaam kar chuki thi, wo is dare ko sun kar sharmai toh zaroor, par usne virodh nahi kiya.
Abhay ne Trupti ko uski patli kamar se pakda aur poori taqat se apni taraf kheench liya. Trupti ki khuli hui white shirt ke andar se uski black lace bralette mein qaid 38-inch ke bhari boobs Abhay ke seene se buri tarah dab gaye. Bina ek pal gawaye, Abhay ne apne hoth Trupti ke hothon par jad diye.
"Mmmmhhh!" Trupti ke hothon se ek garm siskaari nikal gayi jab Abhay ki jeebh uske muh ke andar ghus gayi.





Abhay ne apna dare poori besharmi se nibhaya. Usne sabke saamne, theek Rahul ki aankhon ke samne, apna ek garm haath Trupti ki shirt ke andar daala. Uska haath Trupti ki black bralette ke upar se hi uske bhari, gudaaz stan (boob) ko be-rahmi se masalne laga. Uski ungliyan uske kadak nipples ko daba rahi thin. Tequila ke nashe aur Abhay ki is mardana hawas ne Trupti ko poori tarah pagal kar diya. Uski siskaiyan (moans) sabko saaf sunayi de rahi thin.

Rahul chair par baitha ye sab dekh raha tha. Uske dimaag ki nasen phatne ko ho rahi thin. Uski Maa kisi aur mard ke haathon se apni chuchiyan dabwa rahi thi. Rahul ke jeans ke andar uska lund lohe ke rod ki tarah tana hua tha, dard aur jalan se phatne ko taiyaar tha. Par usne apne hothon par ek cool smile barkaraar rakhi.
Ek minute baad jab Abhay ne Trupti ko chhoda, toh Trupti poori tarah haanf rahi thi. Uski aankhein nashe aur hawas se aadhi band thin, aur uske boobs tezi se upar-neeche ho rahe the.
Game aage badha. Trupti ne bottle ghumayi aur is baar tip jaakar ruki... Rahul par!
Kriti excitement mein uchhal padi. Rahul ne aage jhuk kar ek chit uthayi.
"Dare," Rahul ne apni thandi aawaz mein padha, "Strip down to your innerwear and sit like that for the rest of the game."
Ladkiyon ne muh par haath rakh liya aur Sahil zor se hasne laga. "Bhai Rahul, chal shuru ho ja!"
Rahul ko koi sharam nahi thi. Wo utha aur bina kisi hichkichahat ke usne apni black t-shirt nikaal kar phenk di, jisse uska muscular aur fit jism sabke saamne aa gaya. Phir usne apni jeans ka button khola, zip neeche ki, aur jeans ko apne pairon se nikaal diya.
Ab Rahul sabke saamne sirf ek tight, dark grey color ke trunks (briefs) mein khada tha. Us tight kapde ke aage uske 6-inch ke sakht, tanaav se bhare hue lund ka vishal ubhaar (bulge) poori tarah se dikh raha tha. Kriti ki aankhein us bulge par aakar chipak gayin aur usne apne honthon ko daanton tale dabocha.
Trupti ne jab apni nasheeli aankhein uthayi aur Rahul ke us nange, kasrat wale jism aur uske panty ke theek saamne ubhre hue us sakht 'tent' ko dekha, toh uske jism mein ek bijli si daud gayi. Uski yoni mein achanak ek teevra geelapan (wetness) aa gaya. Wo jaldi se apni nazrein chura kar doosri taraf dekhne lagi, par uska dimaag us bulge ki tasveer ko bhool nahi paa raha tha.
Agli baari Kriti ki aayi. Use dare mila ki use 30 seconds tak kisi ek ladke ke liye ek seductive belly dance karna hai. Usne turant Rahul ko chuna aur apne chhote se skirt mein uske saamne poori hawas ke saath matak-matak kar dance kiya. Rahul bhi us tight innerwear mein baitha Kriti ki kamar par haath pher raha tha, par uski baaz (hawk) jaisi nazrein sirf Trupti par gadi thin.
Game aur deep hota ja raha tha. Tequila ka asar ab Trupti ke sar par poori tarah chadh chuka tha. Wo baar-baar bina baat ke has rahi thi aur uska jism poori tarah dhila pad chuka tha.
Bottle dobara ghoomi. Aur is baar... kismat (ya Rahul ke us rigged game) ne phir se apna khel dikhaya. Bottle dobara Trupti ki taraf aakar ruk gayi.
"Lagta hai aaj raat sirf Trupti ki hi hai!" Pranay ne haste hue kaha.
Trupti ne nashe mein jhoomte hue bowl se ek aur chit nikaali. Usne kaagaz khola, aur dhundhli hoti aankhon se use padha.
"Dare: Sit on the lap of the person sitting to your immediate left for exactly 2 full rounds of the game."
Trupti ne padh kar pehle hasne ki koshish ki, aur phir usne apni left (baayi) taraf dekha. Uske left mein koi aur nahi, balki Shital ka boyfriend... Pranay baitha tha!
Shital ke chehre ki hansi ekdum se gayab ho gayi. Abhay bhi thoda uncomfortable ho gaya. Par Pranay, jo hamesha se Trupti ke kaatilana husn ko chup-chup ke taadta tha, uska dil zor se dhadakne laga. Ek 42 saal ki jawan, maansal aur nashe mein dhut aurat uski godh mein baithne wali thi? Ye uske liye kisi sapne jaisa tha.
"Oh ho... game hai bhai, Trupti bhabhi ko toh karna padega!" Sahil ne aag mein ghee daalte hue kaha.
Trupti ne Tequila ke nashe mein apna sar hilaya. Uski 'Maa' wali image aur Sanjeev ke pati wali wafaadari toh kabki raakh ho chuki thi. "Theek hai... I will do it," Trupti ne nashiili aawaz mein kaha.
Wo aahista se apni bean bag se uthi. Uske denim hot-pants uski bhari gaand ko aur bhi zyada baahar nikaal rahe the. Wo chalte hue Pranay ke paas aayi. Pranay zameen par thoda palhaati maar kar (cross-legged) baitha tha, par Trupti ke aate hi usne apne pair thode aage ki taraf faila diye, taaki use baithne ki jagah mil sake.
Trupti Pranay ki taraf peeth karke khadi hui, aur aahista se, apna poora wazan chhodte hue uski godh (lap) mein baith gayi.
"Ufffff..." Pranay ke muh se ek dabi hui siskaari nikal gayi.



Trupti ki 38-inch ki bhari, gudaaz aur garm gaand ke dono kulhon (cheeks) ne Pranay ki jaanghon aur uske crotch ko poori tarah se daboch liya tha. Wo itni bhari aur naram thi ki Pranay ka dimaag hi sunn ho gaya.

Shital samne baithi apni mutthi bhich rahi thi, aur Abhay ko bhi ye nazara andar se jala raha tha. Par sabse bada shaitaan, Rahul, apne tight underwear mein baitha is pure degradation (zillat) ko enjoy kar raha tha. Uski Sati-Savitri Maa ab ek aur gair mard ki godh mein baithi thi.
Par jo cheez bahar walo ko nahi dikh rahi thi, wo Pranay aur Trupti ke jismon ke beech ka toofan tha.
Jaise hi Trupti uski godh mein set hui, Pranay ka jism is aag ko bardasht nahi kar paya. Seconds ke andar, Pranay ki jeans ke theek neeche uska lund ek lohe ke dande ki tarah khada ho gaya.
Trupti, jo nashe mein thodi jhoom rahi thi, usne achanak apne chuttaron (buttocks) ke theek beecho-beech, apni darar (cleft) par ek behad garm, moti aur sakht cheez ki chubhan mehsoos ki. Wo sakht danda Trupti ke denim shorts ke kapde ko cheerta hua seedha uski gaand ki darar aur uski yoni ke pichle hisse par poori taqat se dab raha tha.
Trupti ki saansein ekdum se atak gayin. Uski aankhein faati ki faati reh gayin. Use samajh aa gaya tha ki Pranay ka lund uski gaand ke dabav se poori tarah tana hua hai aur theek uske naram maans par ragad kha raha hai. Trupti ne aage ki taraf khisakne ki koshish ki, par Pranay ne nashe aur hawas mein apne dono haath Trupti ki patli kamar par rakh diye aur use wapas apni taraf, apne sakht lund par kaskar daba liya.
"Ahhh..." Trupti ke muh se ek behad halki, par kaamuk siskaari nikal gayi.
Pranay ka chehra Trupti ki khuli hui gardan aur uske kaan ke theek peeche tha. Pranay ki garm, haanfti hui saansein Trupti ki gardan par pad rahi thin, jisse Trupti ke poore jism ke rongte khade ho gaye. Uski chut jo pehle se gili thi, ab usme se lagataar paani beh raha tha. Apne doston, apne aashiq, aur apne khud ke bete ke theek saamne kisi aur mard ke khade lund par apni gaand ragadna... is thrill aur is ghinoni besharmi ne Trupti ke dimaag ke saare fuse uda diye the.
Wo bas wahin baithi, Pranay ke sakht hathiyar ko apne chuttaron ke beech mehsoos karti rahi, is khaufnaak aur aag laga dene wale game ke agle padhaav ka intezaar karte hue.

Game ab apne sabse wild aur extreme phase mein dakhil ho chuka tha. Tequila ki bottle lagbhag aadhi khali ho chuki thi. Jo koi bhi dare karne mein thodi si bhi hichkichahat dikhata, use turant penalty ke taur par 2 neat shots peene padte. Is aag laga dene wale rule ne sabke dimaagon ko poori tarah se nashe aur hawas ke daldal mein duba diya tha. Sharam ka aakhri parda bhi ab is Goa ki raat mein uth chuka tha.

Trupti abhi bhi Pranay ki godh mein baithi thi. Uska jism Pranay ke sakht, tanaav se bhare lund ko apni gaand ki darar par lagataar mehsoos kar raha tha. Nashe ki wajah se Trupti baar-baar halke se hilti, jisse Pranay ke hothon se ek dabi hui siskaari nikal jati.
Bottle dobara ghoomi aur is baar ruki Shital par!
Shital ne nashe mein jhoomte hue chit uthayi aur padha, "Dare: Kiss the person sitting exactly two places to your left for 1 full minute."
Shital ne apni left mein dekha. Ek chhod kar doosri jagah par Kriti baithi thi!
"Oh my God! Girl on girl!" Sahil ne josh mein aakar seeti bajayi.
Shital aur Kriti dono hi Tequila ke nashe mein talli thin. Dono ne ek doosre ko dekha aur besharmi se hasne lagin. Bina koi waqt zaya kiye, Kriti aage badhi aur Shital ke chehre ko pakad kar uske hothon par apne hoth jad diye. Wahan baithe saare ladkon ki aankhein fati ki fati reh gayin. Do jawan ladkiyan ek doosre ke muh mein apni jeebh (tongue) daal kar buri tarah smooch kar rahi thin. Unki 'slurp-slurp' ki aawaaz bonfire ki lapaton ke saath mil rahi thi. Pranay, jo Shital ka boyfriend tha, wo bhi is lesbain action ko dekh kar aur Trupti ki bhari gaand ke dabav mein aakar apne lund ko pant faadne ki hadd tak sakht kar chuka tha.

Poore ek minute baad jab wo dono alag huin toh haanf rahi thin. Game turant aage badha.

Agla number Abhay ka aaya. Uska dare tha: "Insert your tongue in the ear of the girl opposite to you and lick it seductively."
Samne Shital baithi thi. Abhay utha aur Shital ke piche jaakar ghutno par baith gaya. Usne apne garm hoth Shital ke kaan ke paas laaye aur apni garm, geeli jeebh uske kaan ke chhed (earlobe) mein daal di. "Ahhhh... Mmmmhhh..." Shital ka jism current khakar kaanp utha. Abhay ki jeebh uske kaan ke andar-bahar ho rahi thi, jo kisi gandi foreplay se kam nahi tha.
Phir baari aayi Rahul ki, jo pehle se hi sirf apne tight dark grey underwear mein baitha tha, jisme uska vishal lund aage ki taraf ek bada sa tent banaye hue tha. Uska dare tha: "Let a girl lick a few drops of Tequila from your abs."
Kriti ne ek second bhi waste nahi kiya. Usne thodi si Tequila Rahul ke six-pack abs par girayi aur apni jeebh se uske garm, nange pet ko chatne lagi. Rahul aaram se peeth tikaye baitha tha, par uski baaz jaisi nazrein lagaatar Pranay ki godh mein baithi Trupti par gadi thin, jo uske is nange jism aur Kriti ki is harkat ko dekh kar andar hi andar jal rahi thi aur apni godh mein Pranay ke lund ko ragad rahi thi.
Aur phir... wo pal aa gaya jiska Rahul ne us rigged game mein sabse bada jaal bichhaya tha.
Bottle ghoomi aur theek Trupti ki taraf aakar ruk gayi!
"It's Trupti's turn again!" Abhay ne chillate hue kaha.
Trupti nashe mein itni dhut thi ki uski aankhein aadhi band thin. Uski white shirt abhi bhi khuli thi jisse uski black lace bralette aur aadhi cleavage nangi jhalak rahi thi. Usne Pranay ki godh se uthte waqt jaan-bhoojh kar apni bhari gaand ko uske lund par ek aakhri baar zor se ragda, jisse Pranay ka dimaag sunn ho gaya.
Trupti ne kaanpte hue haathon se bowl se chit nikaali. Usne us parchi ko padha, aur is baar uske chehre par darr nahi, balki ek behad nasheeli, bebaak aur hawas bhari muskaan aa gayi. Alkohol ne uske andar ki saari 'Maa' wali maryada ko jala kar raakh kar diya tha.
"Mera dare hai..." Trupti ne apni nashiili aawaz mein hothon par zabaan pherte hue kaha, "Do a dirty dance for 2 minutes... while completely removing your shirt."
Sannata aur phir ladkon ki hooting se pura lawn goonj utha. Abhay ne turant apne phone par ek behad slow, bass-heavy aur erotic English track play kar diya.
"Music on! The floor is yours, Trupti!" Sahil ne chillaya.
Trupti uth kar bonfire aur table ke theek beecho-beech aa gayi. Uski 38-inch ki bhari gaand un chhote se denim hot-pants mein kisi bomb ki tarah lag rahi thi. Usne music ki dhun par dheere-dheere apni 28-inch ki patli kamar ko matkana shuru kiya.
Rahul apne underwear mein aage ki taraf jhuk kar baith gaya, uski aankhein phati ki phati thin.
Trupti ne apne naram, gore haathon ko apni khuli white shirt ke collar par rakha. Usne dance karte hue, apne kandhon ko halke se aage-peeche hila kar us white shirt ko apne jism se neeche phisalne diya. Shirt uske nange baazuon se hoti hui zameen par gir gayi.
"Ufffff... Maa Kasam!" Pranay ke muh se be-ikhtiyaar nikal gaya.
Ab Trupti poori tarah se sabke saamne sirf ek patli si Black Lace Bralette mein thi. Wo bralette itni deep thi ki uske 38-inch ke bhari, doodhiya boobs ka aada se zyada hissa—unka cleavage aur upper swell—poori tarah bahar nanga tha. Lace ke kapde ke theek neeche uske nipples nashe aur hawas ki garmi se buri tarah akad chuke the.




Trupti ne apne dono haath hawa mein upar uthaye aur apne baalon ko jhatka. Uske haath upar uthte hi uske nange, gore armpits (bagal) poori tarah sabke saamne aa gaye. Dance karne ki wajah se Trupti ke nange armpits, uski lambi gardan aur uske bhari cleavage ke beech paseene (sweat) ki chamakti hui boondein beh rahi thin. Paseene ki wo chamak aur uske jism ki wo mehak uski erotic appeal ko hazaar guna badha rahi thi.

Wo kisi professional stripper ki tarah aage jhuki, jisse uske dono gudaaz boobs gurutvakarshan (gravity) ki wajah se aur bhi zyada bahar latak aaye aur unki gahri khaan saaf dikhne lagi. Trupti ne apne dono haath apne matakte hue hips par rakhe aur unhe gol-gol ghumane lagi.
Wahan baithe har ladke ka lund unki pant phaadne par aamada tha. Abhay ki saansein atki hui thin, Sahil aur Pranay paseene se bheeg gaye the.
Trupti nashe mein poori tarah open up ho chuki thi. Wo dance karte hue halke se piche mudi aur apni bhari gaand ko thoda hawa mein utha kar thumke lagane lagi. Hot-pants ke neeche se uske gude (cheeks) ka maans buri tarah bounce kar raha tha. Wo phir se palti, usne apni ungliyon ko apne hothon par phera aur behad kaatil adaa se sabko ghoora. Paseena uske bralette ke lace ko bhigo raha tha, jisse uske nipples ka dark outline aur bhi clear ho gaya tha.



Wo is waqt us poori mehfil ki, aur wahan baithe har mard ki hawas ki 'Main Attraction' ban chuki thi.

Rahul, jo sirf ek underwear mein baitha tha, uske tanaav se uski ragon mein dard ho raha tha. 'Randi... poori tarah randi ban gayi hai tu Trupti,' Rahul ne danton ko peeste hue aur Trupti ke paseene se bheege nange armpits aur matakte boobs ko ghoorte hue socha. 'Dusre mardon ko apni chuchiyan dikha kar unke lund khade kar rahi hai. Nach le... jitna nachna hai nach le. Raat abhi baaki hai, aur is nange jism ki keemat tujhe aaj chukani hi padegi.'
Music band hua aur 2 minute poore ho gaye. Trupti haanf rahi thi, uski saansein uske bhare seene ko tezi se upar-neeche kar rahi thin. Usne nashe mein ek behad hot aur shaitani smile di, zameen se apni shirt uthayi aur wapas aakar Abhay ke theek bagal mein baith gayi.






Us aag laga dene wale dirty dance ke baad, kisi mein bhi game aage badhane ki himmat nahi bachi thi. Hawa mein jism ki garmi, paseene ki mehak aur ek bhayanak, roki na ja sakne wali hawas itni bhar chuki thi ki ab har kisi ko kisi na kisi bistar ki aur nange jism ki zaroorat thi.

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Game ke us aag laga dene wale dirty dance aur nashe ki inteha ke baad, bonfire ke chaaron taraf ab sirf hawas aur bechaini ka sannata tha. Trupti ki nangi baglon (armpits) ka paseena, uske aade bahar latakte hue 38-inch ke boobs aur uski matakti gaand ne wahan baithe har mard ki ragon mein ubalta hua lava bhar diya tha. Ab kisi mein bhi aage game khelne ya baatein karne ka sabra nahi bacha tha. Har koi apni-apni hawas ko shant karne ke liye bechain tha.

Pranay ne jaldi se Shital ka haath pakda aur use utha kar lagbhag kheenchte hue villa ke andar le gaya. Abhay, jiska lund Trupti ke nange jism ka mujra dekh kar uski jeans faadne par aamada tha, wo ek second bhi aur bardaasht nahi kar paya. Usne aage badh kar Trupti ki gori, nangi baazu ko apne garm, chaude panje mein kaskar pakad liya.
"Chalo Trupti... andar chalte hain," Abhay ki aawaz mein ek aisi bhari aur mardana dominance (hukum) thi jise sun kar Trupti ka dil dhadak utha.
Trupti Tequila ke nashe mein poori tarah jhoom rahi thi. Uski white shirt abhi bhi khuli hui thi aur black lace bralette mein uske gudaaz stan upar-neeche ho rahe the. Jaise hi Abhay use kheenchte hue villa ke main door tak laya, Trupti ne ek pal ke liye ruk kar peeche mud kar dekha.
Wahan lawn mein, andhere ke beech Rahul akela baitha tha. Apne dark grey underwear mein, jiske aage uske 6-inch lund ka vishal 'tent' poori tarah tana hua tha. Rahul ki nazrein Trupti par hi gadi thin. Trupti ko ek second ke liye wahi purana darr laga, par agle hi pal Rahul ne apne chehre par ek behad soft, understanding aur gentle smile laayi. Usne badi masoomiyat aur 'supportive bete' ki tarah apna sar haan mein hilaya (gentle nod)—jaise keh raha ho, 'Jao meri jaan, apni life enjoy karo. I am happy for you.'



Apne bete ki is pyari muskaan aur sweekriti (approval) ko dekh kar Trupti ke andar ka bacha-kucha guilt aur sharam hamesha ke liye dafan ho gaya. Usne khushi aur nashe mein Rahul ko ek badi si, bebaak smile wapas di, aur poori tarah azaad hokar Abhay ke saath khushi-khushi andar chali gayi. Wo bhool chuki thi ki wo ek Maa hai; ab wo sirf aur sirf ek hawas mein jalti hui 'College Girl' thi.

Dono upper floor par apne room ki taraf ja rahe the. Corridor mein chalte hue achanak unke kadam dheeme pad gaye. Bagal wale kamre se behad tez aur madhosh siskaiyon ki aawaazein aa rahi thin.
"Ahhhh... Pranay... yes... aur zor se... faad do mujhe... mmmmhhh!"
Ye Shital ki aawaz thi. Pranay uske andar apni saari hawas nikaal raha tha, aur unke jismon ke takrane ki 'slap-slap' aawaaz saaf sunayi de rahi thi. In gandi aur uttejak aawaazon ne Trupti ke kaanon mein padte hi uske jism ki aag ko doguna kar diya. Trupti pehle hi Pranay ki godh mein baith kar, uske sakht lund ko apni gaand ki darar par ragadne ki wajah se buri tarah garm ho chuki thi. Uski black thong panty uske apne hi ras (wetness) se poori tarah bheeg kar chipchipi ho gayi thi. Uski chut us 21 saal ke garm lund ki chubhan ko abhi bhi mehsoos kar rahi thi aur bechaini se dhadak rahi thi.
Abhay ne Trupti ko kamre ke andar kheencha aur darwaza band karke zor se kundi (lock) laga di. Click!
Kamre mein sirf ek dim yellow light jal rahi thi. Abhay darwaze par peeth tikaye khada tha. Uski saansein kisi ghode (horse) ki tarah tez chal rahi thin. Uski jeans ke crotch area mein ek ajeeb sa ubhaar tha. Uska lund kisi ghode ke lund jaisa mota aur sakht (hard as a horse) hokar jeans ke kapde ko buri tarah aage ki taraf dhakel raha tha.
Abhay ki laal, bhookhi aankhein Trupti ke paseene se chamakte nange armpits, uski gahri cleavage, aur matakti hui 38-inch ki gaand par jami thin.
"Trupti..." Abhay ne aage badhte hue ek aisi aawaz mein kaha jisme ab koi sabra nahi bacha tha. "Baby... mujhe pata hai tum chahti ho ki hum dheere-dheere aage badhein... humne promise kiya tha. But I can't. Main aaj apne aap ko control nahi kar sakta."
Abhay uske bilkul kareeb aa gaya. Uske garm jism ki aanch Trupti ko mehsoos ho rahi thi.
"Aaj bahar jo maine dekha... tumhara wo nanga dance, tumhare jism ki wo chamak... mera dimaag phat raha hai Trupti," Abhay ne haanfte hue kaha. "Agar aaj maine tumhe poori tarah apna nahi banaya, toh main pagal ho jaunga."
Trupti bhi ab peechhe hatne ke mood mein nahi thi. Tequila ka nasha, Pranay ke lund ki ragad, aur Shital ki cheekhon ne use ek garm, bhookhi aurat bana diya tha. Usne apni adhi band, nasheeli aankhon se Abhay ki mardana hawas ko dekha, aur uske hothon par ek qatilana muskaan aa gayi.



Is muskaan ko dekh kar Abhay ke andar ka janwar azaad ho gaya. Wo ek poori tarah se dominant male (haavi hone wale mard) ke roop mein aage badha. Usne apne dono garm aur mazboot haathon se Trupti ki 28-inch ki patli kamar ko poori taqat se dabocha. Trupti ke muh se ek siskaari nikalne hi wali thi ki Abhay ne use ek hi jhatke mein hawa mein uthaya aur peeche rakhe hue bade se king-size bed par zor se patak diya (throw her on bed).

Trupti ka gudaaz aur bhari jism us naram gaddhe (mattress) par gira aur halke se uchhla (bounce hua). Uski khuli hui white shirt uske kandhon se aur neeche sarak gayi, aur uske denim hot-pants uski gaand ke aakashwani (curves) ko aur bhi zyada be-parda kar rahe the. Uski lambi nangi taangein bed par phail gayin. Bikhre hue baal, hothon par faili hui red lipstick aur paseene se bheegi hui gori gardan—wo kisi bed par parosi hui aag ki devi lag rahi thi.
Abhay apna shirt utaar kar bed ke kinare par khutno ke bal aa gaya. Uski aankhon mein ek wehshi bhookh thi.
Trupti ne bed par lete-lete hi ek behad sharmili, par hawas se dhoobi hui kaamuk (seductive) adaa ke saath Abhay ko dekha. Usne apne ek haath se apne bikhre baalon ko kaan ke peeche kiya, apni nangi taangon ko thoda aur khola, aur apni nashiili aawaz mein fusfusayi...
"Abhay... I know... mujhe pata hai maine aaj tumhe bohot tadpaya hai. Tumhare us tanaav ko maine sabke saamne tease kiya hai," Trupti ne muskurate hue apne haath ko aage badha kar Abhay ke bed par rakhe hue garm haath ko chua. "Par aaj raat... main tumhe poori tarah khush karungi. Main aaj sirf tumhari hoon."
Ye sunte hi Abhay ke dimaag ki aakhri nas bhi toot gayi. Uski hawas ab us 42 saal ki maansal jism wali aurat ko poori tarah se cheer dene ke liye betaab thi. Raat ki ye bandish ab hamesha ke liye tootne wali thi.




Trupti ke un nashiile aur hawas se bhare alfaaz—"Main aaj sirf tumhari hoon"—ne Abhay ke dimaag ki aakhri nas ko bhi tod diya tha. Uske andar ka sabra, jo usne itne mahinon se is 42 saal ki maansal aurat ke liye daba kar rakha tha, ab ek bhookhe janwar ki tarah azaad ho gaya tha.

Bina ek second zaya kiye, Abhay bed par aage badha aur theek Trupti ke upar haavi ho gaya. Usne apne dono garm aur sakht haath Trupti ke nange, gore kandhon par rakhe aur apne hoth seedha Trupti ke raseele, laal hothon par jad diye. Ye kiss pichle kisi bhi kiss se alag tha. Isme na koi romance tha aur na hi koi hichkichahat; isme sirf mardana bhookh aur hawas thi.
"Mmmmhhhh... Ahhhhh!" Trupti ke hothon se ek lambi, garm siskaari nikal gayi jab Abhay ki moti jeebh (tongue) uske muh ke andar poori taqat se ghus gayi.
Lick for lick, tongue for tongue. Dono ki jeebhein ek doosre ke muh mein buri tarah kushti (wrestling) kar rahi thin. Trupti ne bhi apna poora jism dhila chhod diya aur apne haath Abhay ki chaudi peeth aur uske baalon mein fansa liye. Abhay uske muh ka saara ras choos raha tha. Unke hoth jab halke se alag hote, toh unke beech laar (saliva) ka ek chamakta hua, chipchipa taar ban jata. Abhay wapas us taar ko todta aur Trupti ke hothon ko apne daanton se halke-halke kaatta. Kamre mein sirf 'slurp-slurp' aur 'smooch' ki gandi aawaazein goonj rahi thin.
Trupti poori tarah haanf rahi thi. "Abhay... uff... Abhay..." uske muh se lagataar Abhay ka naam nikal raha tha.
Abhay apne hothon ko Trupti ke muh se hata kar uski lambi, gori aur paseene se bheegi gardan par le aaya. Usne wahan apni garm jeebh pheri aur phir apne daanton se uski naram twacha ko pakad kar zor se choosne laga.
"Ahhhhh... dard ho raha hai... sssssss..." Trupti ne apni peeth ko bed se thoda upar uthate hue (arching) siskaari li. Abhay ne uski gardan aur collarbone par do-teen gehri, laal aur neeli nishaniyan (love bites) chhod din. Ye nishaniyan is baat ka saboot thin ki Trupti ab uski private property ban chuki thi.
Abhay ke haath ab aahista-aahista neeche khisak kar Trupti ki chhati par aa gaye. Us white shirt ko toh Trupti ne pehle hi dance ke waqt utaar diya tha. Abhay ke chaude panjon ne us black lace bralette ke upar se hi Trupti ke 38-inch ke bhari, doodhiya boobs ko poori be-rahmi se daboch liya (groping).
"Ahhh... Abhay... daba do unhe... mmmmhhh," Trupti nashe aur hawas mein apna hosh poori tarah kho baithi thi. Abhay uske naram aur gudaaz maans ko aate ki tarah masal raha tha.
Dheere-dheere, Abhay ki ungliyan Trupti ki peeth ke peeche gayin aur usne bralette ke hook ko ek hi jhatke mein khol diya. Trupti ne halke se apne aap ko uthaya taaki Abhay us lace ke kapde ko nikaal sake. Jaise hi bralette hatti, Trupti ke dono vishal, bhari aur doodh ki tarah safed stan (boobs) gurutvakarshan (gravity) ki wajah se bed par aage ki taraf gir pade. Unka aakar aur wazan itna zyada tha ki wo aas-paas ke naram gaddhe par phail gaye the. Un gore pahaadon ke theek beecho-beech do bade, kaale-bhoore (dark brown) aur buri tarah akde hue nipples hawa mein tan kar khade the.
Ye pehli baar tha.
Ye pehli baar tha jab Trupti ne apni poori marzi aur hosh o hawaas (halanki nashe mein thi) se apne pati Sanjeev ke alawa kisi gair mard ko apni nangi chhatiyan dikhayi thin. Vikki ne uske kapde zabardasti phaade the, aur Rahul ne use hamesha manipulate karke ya darr dikha kar chua tha. Par yahan... yahan usne khud apne aap ko parosa tha.
Is ahsaas ne achanak Trupti ke dimaag mein ek ajeeb si sharam (shyness) aur jhijhak paida kar di. Ek pativrata aurat ka wo purana ansh ek second ke liye jaag utha. Trupti ka chehra sharam se laal (blush) ho gaya. Usne jaldi se apne dono nange haathon ko aage badhaya aur cross karke (chiasm) apne dono bhari boobs ko chhupane ki koshish ki. Uski nazrein neeche jhuk gayin, bilkul ek kunwari aur masoom ladki ki tarah jo pehli baar kisi mard ke samne nangi hui ho.
Par Abhay ab rukne wala nahi tha. Usne us nange husn ki jhalak dekh li thi aur uska lund ab jeans faadne wala tha. Abhay ne behad pyaar aur mardana dominance ke saath apne dono haath aage badhaye. Usne Trupti ki naram kalaiyon (wrists) ko pakda aur aahista-aahista uske haathon ko uski chhatiyon se hata kar bed par dono taraf faila diya.



"Chhupao mat jaan..." Abhay ne fati hui, hawas bhari aankhon se un 38-inch ke nange pahaadon ko ghoorte hue fusfusaya. "Ye jannat hai. Tum nahi jaanti tum inme kitni khoobsurat lag rahi ho. Inhe mere liye azaad hi rehne do."

Abhay ki in baaton ne Trupti ke andar ki us aakhri sharam ko bhi pighla kar khatam kar diya. Usne apni baahein bed par phaila din aur apne seene ko thoda sa aur upar utha diya, jaise wo khud apne jism ko Abhay ke muh mein pesh kar rahi ho.
Bina ek pal aur gawaye, Abhay ka sar neeche jhuka aur usne apna muh poori tarah khol kar Trupti ke right nipple ko uske aas-paas ke naram, gore maans ke saath apne muh mein bhar liya.
"Ufffff... Maaaaa!!!" Trupti ke muh se ek be-ikhtiyaar, dard aur behisab maze se bhari cheekh nikal gayi. Uski peeth bed se hawa mein uth gayi (arched).
Abhay uske doodhiya boobs ko kisi bhookhe bache (hungry baby) ki tarah choos raha tha. Uski jeebh (tongue) us kadak, kaale nipple ke chaaron taraf gol-gol ghoom rahi thi. Usne apne dusre haath se Trupti ke left boob ko pakad rakha tha aur uske maans ko masalte hue uske nipple ko apni ungliyon ke beech pinch (chikoti) kar raha tha.
"Slurp... slurp... gluck... ahhhh..." Abhay ke muh se us naram maans ko choosne ki gandi aawaazein poore kamre mein goonj rahi thin.
Trupti hawas mein poori tarah pagal ho chuki thi. Uski chut itni gili thi ki uski denim hot-pants andar tak uske apne hi paani se bheeg chuki thi. "Chuso Abhay... ahhhh... kha jao mujhe... aur zor se!" Trupti ne apne haath bedsheet ko poori taqat se nochte hue siskaiyan li.



s hawas aur maze ke toofan mein, Trupti ne be-ikhtiyaar apne dono haath hawa mein upar utha liye aur unhe apne sar ke peeche bed par daal diya. Uski is azaad aurat wali harkat ki wajah se uske nange armpits (bagal) poori tarah Abhay ke chehre ke theek saamne open ho gaye.

Dance karne aur garmi ki wajah se Trupti ke un nange, chikne armpits mein paseene (sweat) ki chamakti hui boondein ruki hui thin. Uski ek behad teevra, namkeen aur kaamuk (musky) mehak aa rahi thi, jo ek mature aurat ke garm jism ki asli pehchaan hoti hai.
Abhay, jo pehle se hi hawas mein andha ho chuka tha, uski nazrein jab un gile armpits par padin, toh uske andar ka janwar aur bhi wehshi ho gaya. Usne Trupti ke hothon aur boobs se apna muh hataya, aur theek uski nangi bagal (armpit) ke khaan mein apna chehra ghusa diya.
"Ahhhhh... Abhay ye kya kar... ufffff!" Trupti ki aawaz ek madhosh siskaari mein badal gayi.
Abhay ki garm, khurdari jeebh Trupti ke nange, paseene se bheege armpit ko chaatne (licking) lagi. Usne Trupti ke jism ke us namkeen, garm paseene ko poori tarah se apni jeebh par lapet liya.
Ek aurat ke sabse sensitive hisson mein se ek, uske underarms par kisi mard ki garm jeebh ka lagataar aage-peeche hona, Trupti ke dimaag ke saare fuse uda raha tha. Uski saansein phool gayin, uske daant bhich gaye aur wo bed par buri tarah tadapne lagi.
"Ahhhh... ssssss... I love it Abhay... chat lo... chat lo mujhe poora..." Trupti ne besharmi ki saari haddein paar karte hue apne nange jism ki us aag ko hawale kar diya. Ab us kamre mein koi Sati-Savitri, koi Maa nahi thi; wahan sirf do wehshi jism the jo hawas ki aakhri limit ko cross karne ke liye tadap rahe the.
Abhay ki jeebh ab uske nange armpits se neeche phisalte hue uske gore, sapaat pet (stomach) par aane lagi. Uski jeebh Trupti ki gehri naabhi (navel) ke chaaron taraf ghoom rahi thi. "Mmmmhhh..." Trupti ka pet siskariyon ke saath tezi se upar-neeche ho raha tha.
Abhay ke haath ab Trupti ke chote se denim hot-pants ke button par ja pahunche. Ek pal ke liye Trupti thodi nervous hui. Uski saansein atki, par usne Abhay ko roka nahi. Abhay ne button khola aur zip neeche karke, us shorts ko Trupti ki gori, maansal jaanghon se hote hue ek hi jhatke mein pairon se nikaal diya.
Ab bed par Trupti poori tarah nangi thi, siwaaye us ek patli si black thong panty ke.
Jaise hi Abhay ki nazar us black panty par gayi, uska dimaag hi sunn ho gaya. Wo panty Trupti ki yoni (chut) ke nikle hue garm ras se poori tarah bheeg kar uske jism se buri tarah chipak chuki thi. Kaale kapde ke theek beecho-beech ek geela, chamakta hua nishaan ban chuka tha. Uski chut ki ek teevra, garm aur kaamuk mehak (musky smell) Abhay ki naak tak pahunchi, jisne uske andar ke janwar ko pagal kar diya. Uski hawas ab apne charam par thi.
Abhay ne apna garm angutha (thumb) us gili black panty ke theek beecho-beech rakha.
"Ahhhhhhh! Oohhh!" Trupti ka jism bed par current khakar ainth gaya. Abhay ka angutha kapde ke upar se hi uski yoni ki naram darar (gap) ko poori tarah mehsoos kar raha tha. Trupti ki chut us dabav se kisi bhookhe hothon ki tarah dhadak rahi thi.
Jaise hi Abhay ne apni ungliyan panty ki elastic ke andar, uski nangi chut ke andar ghusane ki koshish ki, Trupti ne achanak ghabra kar Abhay ka haath apne dono haathon se pakad liya.
Trupti ka bhari seena tezi se dhadak raha tha. Usne apni badi, nasheeli aur thodi nervous aankhon se Abhay ko dekha. Wo nangi chhatiyon ke saath bed par leti thi, uska jism hawas se kaanp raha tha, par ek aakhri line wo abhi cross nahi karna chahti thi.
"Abhay... please..." Trupti ne haanfti aur kaanpti aawaz mein ek behad hot aur sharmili request ki, "Kya tum... kya tum bas kapde ke upar se hi... bahar se hi kar sakte ho? Please, andar mat daalo... just do it from outside."
Abhay ne Trupti ke us nange, bhare seene aur uske chehre ke us nervous, kaamuk expression ko dekha. Us 42 saal ki aurat ki is aadhi Sati-Savitri aur aadhi randi wali adaa ne Abhay ko poori tarah se ghayal kar diya tha.
"Okay jaan... jaisa tum kaho," Abhay ne ek shaitani aur mardana muskaan dete hue kaha.
Abhay ne apna haath wapas us gili black panty ke theek upar rakha aur apni hatheli se Trupti ki chut ko zor-zor se ragadna (rubbing) shuru kar diya.
"Aahhhhh! Yessss... Abhay... ohhhh my God!" Trupti poori tarah pagal ho gayi.



Abhay ki ragad itni perfect aur teevra thi ki Trupti ki bhari gaand bed se uth-uth kar Abhay ke haath par lagne lagi. Panty ka kapda uski clitoris par buri tarah ghis raha tha. Trupti dono haathon se bedsheet ko noch rahi thi. Uski siskaiyan ab cheekhon mein badalne lagi thin.

"Aur tez Abhay... aur tez... Ahhhhh! Main... main jhadne wali hoon!"
Kuch hi seconds ki us be-raham, garm ragad ne Trupti ko uske breaking point par laa khada kiya.
"Aahhhhhhhhhh!!!" Trupti ke muh se ek lambi aur jordaar cheekh nikli. Uska poora jism bed par akad gaya aur uski yoni se paani ki ek garm dhaar phoot padi. Uski chut itni buri tarah se gili ho gayi (cummed) ki garm, chipchipa liquid uski black panty ko poori tarah bhigota hua uski nangi jaanghon tak behne laga. Trupti haanf rahi thi, uska jism har jhatke ke saath thar-thara raha tha.
Abhay ruka aur usne Trupti ki us poori tarah bheege hue crotch ko dekha. Uske hothon par ek halki, mardana aur amused (majedar) hansi aa gayi.
"Dekho apna haal Trupti..." Abhay ne sexily hasate hue kaha, "Tum kitni gili ho chuki ho mere liye. Tumhari panty paani se tapak rahi hai."
Ye sunte hi Trupti sharam se poori tarah paani-paani ho gayi (sharma gyi). Ek jawan ladke ke theek saamne apne jism ka itna paani chhod dena use sharam se gaad raha tha. Usne turant apne dono nange haathon se apna tamtamaya hua laal chehra chhupa liya.
Abhay ne jhuk kar Trupti ke ras se sani hui apni gili ungli aur anguthe ko dekha. Phir, Trupti ke chehre par se uske haath hatate hue, uski aankhon ke theek samne, Abhay ne apni un gili ungliyon ko apne muh ke paas laya aur Trupti ki yoni ke us garm, namkeen paani ko apni jeebh se chaat (lick) liya.
Abhay ne Trupti ko uski iss sharmili halat mein dekh kar halke se use apni godh (lap) mein kheench liya. Usne Trupti ki bheege panty par ek baar aur zor se apna haath ragda.
"Ahhhhh!" Trupti ne achanak bed par machhalte hue ek zor ki siskaari li. Uska jism is achanak dabav se kaanp utha.

Abhay zor se hasne laga. Use Trupti ko is tarah apne aage bebas aur madhosh dekh kar bohot maza aa raha tha. Par Trupti ka sharam ab ek jhoothe, nakhrewale gusse mein badal gaya. Usne apni fati hui nasheeli aankhon se Abhay ko ghoora, aur apne dono gore haath Abhay ke seene par rakh kar use poori taqat se peeche gaddhe (bed) par gira diya.

"Tumhe lagta hai sirf tum hi tease kar sakte ho? Ruko... ab main tumhe dikhati hoon," Trupti ne ek bhookhi sherni ki tarah muskurate hue kaha.
Trupti apne ghutnon ke bal bed par aayi aur aage jhuki. Usne Abhay ki jeans ki zip pakdi aur ek hi jhatke mein khol di. Abhay ne bed par aaram se lete hue ek hawas bhari smile di. Bina kisi hichkichahat ke, Trupti ne Abhay ke underwear ke andar haath daala aur uske tanaav se aag ugalte hue lund ko bahar nikaal liya. Agle hi pal Abhay ne apni jeans aur underwear dono poori tarah nikaal kar bed se neeche phenk diye.
Ab wo poori tarah nanga tha.
Jaise hi Trupti ki nazrein Abhay ke us azaad aur tanaav se bhare mardana ang par padin, uski aankhein hairani se fati ki fati reh gayin. Wo us lund ko ghoorti reh gayi. Ye... ye sabse bada tha! Uske pati Sanjeev ka hathiyar iske aage kuch bhi nahi tha. Yahan tak ki Rahul aur us darinde Vikki ke lund se bhi kahin zyada lamba, mota aur lohe jaisa sakht! Uspar ubhri hui nile rang ki nasen Abhay ki poori mardangi ka saboot de rahi thin.
Trupti ne darrte-darrte, par ek behisab kashish ke saath apna naram haath aage badhaya aur us garm, dande jaise lund par rakh diya.
"Ufffff!" Trupti ke haath lagte hi us lund ne hawa mein ek zor ka jhatka (twitch) diya. Us mardana ang ki ek teevra, garm aur musky mehak Trupti ki naak tak pahunchi. Ye mehak aur uske bhaar ka ehsaas Trupti ko aur bhi zyada madhosh bana raha tha.




Trupti ne us lund ko apni mutthi (grip) mein poori tarah bhar liya. Uske naram, gore haathon ka touch mehsoos hote hi Abhay ki saansein atak gayin.

Trupti ne haule-haule us garm hathiyar ko upar-neeche hilaana (shake/stroke) shuru kiya.
"Fuuuckkk... Trupti... ahhhhh! Yesss..." Abhay ke muh se ek bhari, mardana siskaari nikalne lagi. Uska sar gaddhe mein peeche ki taraf dhans gaya aur usne apni aankhein band kar lin. Trupti ke un naram haathon ka nasha Abhay ko pagal kar raha tha.
Trupti lagataar us lund ko sahla rahi thi. Achanak, use wo pal yaad aa gaya jab jungle ke paas paani mein Vikki ne uske haathon se zabardasti apna lund hilwaya tha. Us waqt uske andar darr aur bebasi thi. Par aaj... aaj koi zabardasti nahi thi. Aaj wo is 21 saal ke mard ko, jo use itna chahta tha, apni marzi se khushi dena chahti thi. Trupti ki hawas ab pyaar aur dominance mein badal rahi thi.
Usne stroke karna chhod diya aur aage ki taraf jhuki. Usne Abhay ke us vishal, garm lund ko apne dono 38-inch ke nange, doodhiya boobs ke theek beecho-beech set kiya. Phir usne dono haathon se apne dono boobs ko baahar se kaskar daba liya, jisse Abhay ka sakht lund un do gudaaz pahaadon ki gahri, garm khaan (cleavage) mein poori tarah qaid ho gaya.
Abhay ne jab apni aankhein kholi aur ye qatilana nazara dekha, toh uska dimaag hi sunn pad gaya. Ek 42 saal ki maansal, bhari jism wali aurat uske lund ko apni dono chuchiyon ke beech daba kar khila rahi thi. Trupti ke naram maans ka wo zabardast grip jaise hi lund par pada, Abhay ko ek alag hi duniya ka satisfaction mila.
"Ahhhhh... mmmhhhh... ohhhh my God Trupti... fuck!" Abhay buri tarah machal utha aur usne bedsheet ko dono haathon se noch liya.
Trupti ne muskurate hue apne boobs ko aage-peeche, upar-neeche karke Abhay ke lund par tezi se ragadna (boob fuck) shuru kar diya. Uske paseene se bheege, garm boobs ke beech lund aage-peeche phisal raha tha. Trupti ki chhatiyan ragad kha kar aur bhi laal aur garm ho rahi thin, aur Abhay us masti mein poori tarah pagal ho chuka tha.
Kuch hi seconds ke baad, Abhay ka sabar jawab dene laga. Ye ahsaas itna teevra tha ki wo aur bardaasht nahi kar pa raha tha. Usne achanak Trupti ko bed par sidha apne ghutnon (knees) par bitha diya aur khud uske theek samne uth kar baith gaya.



Abhay ne apne dono mazboot haathon se Trupti ke sar ke peeche baalon ko pakda aur use thoda aage kheencha. Usne dobara Trupti ke dono bhari boobs ko ikhatta karke, apne tanaav se phatne wale lund ke chaaron taraf kaskar daba liya. Aur phir, Abhay ne khud hi poori mardana taqat aur bhari speed ke saath Trupti ki chhatiyon ke beech apne dhakke (thrusts) maarne shuru kar diye.

"Slap... Slap... Slap..." Trupti ke boobs par lund ke takrane aur ragadne ki aawaazein kamre ki deewaron ko garm kar rahi thin.
Trupti apni aankhein band kiye, haanfte hue is be-rahm ragad ko bardaasht kar rahi thi. "Ohhh... Abhay... ahhhh..."
"Ahhhh... Trupti... main... main nikalne wala hoon! Main aa raha hoon!" Abhay ki saansein ukhadne lagin. Uska lund ab aag ugalne ke liye poori tarah taiyaar tha.
Aakhri aur sabse zor ka dhakka maarte hi, Abhay ka lund Trupti ke boobs ke theek beech mein buri tarah ainthne aur jhatke khane laga.
"Aahhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Abhay ne ek mardana dahad maari aur uske laal-surkh tope se garm, gaadhe (thick) aur chipchipe veerya (cum) ki pichkariyan chhootne lagin.
"Pichhhh... pichhhhh..."
Garm cum ki moti-moti safed dhaarein seedha Trupti ke gore chehre, uske adhe khule hothon, uski naak, uski band aankhon aur uske bhari, paseene se bheege boobs par aakar girin. Trupti ka poora aage ka hissa Abhay ki us mardana 'cream' se bhar gaya tha. Wo garm paani uski gardan se beh kar uski cleavage tak ja raha tha.
Abhay buri tarah haanfte hue peeche hata aur usne ek lambi saans li. Trupti ne dheere-dheere apni nasheeli aankhein kholi. Uska poora chehra cum se sana hua tha, aur uski chhatiyon par Abhay ki thakan ka saboot chipak gaya tha




Dono ne ek doosre ki chappi aur gandi halat mein dekha, aur achanak hi zor-zor se has pade (laughed). Mahol se saara darr, saari tension gayab ho chuki thi. Trupti ne aage badh kar bina kisi jhijhak ke, apne cum se sane hue raseele hothon se Abhay ke hothon par ek bohot hi pyara, par gehra kiss kar diya.

Us pyare aur madhosh kiss ke baad, thakaan se choor hokar dono wahi bed par ek doosre ki baahon mein let gaye. Trupti ne halke se tissue se apna chehra saaf kiya aur Abhay ki chaudi, garm chhati par apna sar tika diya. Abhay ne apne dono mazboot haath uske nange, gudaaz kandhon par lapet liye aur use poori tarah apni baahon mein qaid kar liya.
"Tum khush ho, Abhay?" Trupti ne aahista se uske seene ke baalon se khelte hue pucha.
Abhay ne ek gehri, sukoon bhari saans li aur Trupti ke nange maathe ko bohot pyaar se chooma. "Bohot zyada jaan... itna ki main tumhe lafzon mein bata nahi sakta. I love you, Trupti."
Trupti ek pal ke liye thithak gayi. Usne apni badi-badi aankhon se Abhay ko dekha. Wo jaanti thi ki Abhay uske husn ka deewana tha, uske jism ko paane ke liye kisi bhi hadd tak ja sakta tha... par 'I love you'? Ek 42 saal ki aurat ko ek 21 saal ke jawan ladke se itna gehra aur sacha izhaar sunne ki umeed nahi thi. In teen shabdon ne uske seene mein dabi us aurat ko poori tarah pighla diya jo zindagi bhar sachi mohabbat aur mard ki attention ke liye tadapti aayi thi. Uska dil pyaar se bhar gaya.

Usne ek behad pyari, sharmili muskaan ke saath wapas apna sar Abhay ke garm seene par rakh diya, uski tej dhadkan ko sunte hue dheere se boli, "Me too, Abhay... I love you too."

Ye sunte hi Abhay ka seena khushi aur garv (pride) se chauda ho gaya. Usne Trupti ko aur kaskar apne aage daba liya. Aaj usne na sirf college ki sabse hot aur khoobsurat aurat ka jism jeeta tha, balki usne us ladki ka dil poori tarah se apna bana liya tha jiske liye wo pehle din se pagal tha. Us khubsoorat aur hawas bhari raat mein, dono nange jism ek doosre ki baahon mein lipt kar ek gehri, sukoon bhari neend so gaye.

[Sam.hunter7898]

Bhai kuch update pehele to rahul ka lund sabse bada tha ?

[Joker44]

Bhai kuch update pehele to rahul ka lund sabse bada tha ?

Tab tak usne abhay ka lund nhi dekha tha, ye first time hae

[Abstar]

Bhai aapki story toh Boht badiya hai loved it and waiting to see Rahul's plan reveal and does it works or fail that will be interesting to see. Waiting for next update hope we will see Rahul's plan in next update.

[Aman34]

Bhai abhay aur tripti ke shadi ho

[Erotica erotica]

what an update..Tripti deserve abhay, the best.Update##

[anushka26]

Trupti ko besharam banao infront of rahul... rahul deserve trupti

[Erotica erotica]

Rahul plan will not i guess, Abhay and tripti indeed couple...want more humiliation
Abhay and tripti

[Sam.hunter7898]

Photo and gif bohot kam he bro

[Joker44]

Raat ke kareeb teen baj chuke the. Goa ke us aalishan villa mein ab ek bhayanak, thaka hua sannata chha gaya tha. Samandar ki lehron ke shor ke beech, alag-alag kamron se aane wali madhosh siskaiyan aur bistar ke bajne ki aawaazein ab poori tarah shant ho chuki thin. Har koi apne jism ki aag ko bujha kar, thakaan aur nashe mein choor hokar gehri neend so raha tha.
Upper floor ke ek kamre mein, Trupti Abhay ke chaude seene par apna sar rakh kar, uski baahon mein simat kar duniya ki sabse sukoon bhari neend le rahi thi. Uske hothon par ek halki si muskaan thi—us azaadi aur sachi mohabbat ki muskaan jo usne aaj raat mehsoos ki thi.
Par theek usi waqt, neeche ground floor ke ek kamre mein, kisi ki aankhein andhere mein kisi shikaari bhediye (wolf) ki tarah chamak rahi thin.
Ye Rahul tha.
Bagal wale bed par Sahil munh khol kar kharraate le raha tha, par Rahul ki aankhon mein neend ka naam-o-nishaan nahi tha. Uska dimaag gusse, be-panah jalan aur ek bhayanak incestuous hawas se kisi pressure cooker ki tarah ubal raha tha. 'Meri Maa... jiske jism ko main apna shikaar samajhta tha, aaj wo Abhay ki godh mein Sati-Savitri se ek poori randi ban gayi,' Rahul ne apne daanton ko itni zor se kaskataya ki aawaaz aayi. Usne apna haath apne dark grey underwear par rakha, jahan uska lund is jalan ki aag mein abhi bhi lohe ki tarah tana hua tha.
Par Rahul ek aam, gusse mein aakar bewakoofi karne wala ladka nahi tha. Wo ek mastermind tha. Wo jaanta tha ki agar usne abhi koi tamasha kiya, toh Trupti usse hamesha ke liye door ho jayegi. Use Trupti ko wapas paana tha—ek Maa ki tarah nahi, balki apni ek private, submissive gulam (slave) ki tarah. Aur iske liye, use apne raaste ke sabse bade kaante, Abhay, ko hamesha ke liye ukhad kar phekna tha.
Rahul aahista se apne bistar se utha. Usne ek black t-shirt pehni aur dabe paaon kamre se bahar nikal aaya.
Villa ka bada sa living room andhere mein dooba tha. Raat ki party ka kachra, khaali bottles aur chashme idhar-udhar bikhre the. Rahul ki baaz jaisi nazrein theek us wall cabinet (locker area) par jaakar rukin, jahan sabne apne ahem saamaan aur bags rakhe the. Nashe aur jaldi-baazi mein, Abhay ne apne backpack ki chain poori tarah band nahi ki thi.
Rahul dabe paaon us cabinet ke paas pahuncha. Usne aahista se Abhay ka bag khola aur usme se uska sleek, silver Apple MacBook bahar nikaal liya.
Rahul is raat ka kabse intezaar kar raha tha. Use pata tha ki Abhay ke is laptop mein ek aisi cheez chhipi hai jo kisi ki bhi zindagi barbaad kar sakti hai. Election ke time par jab unhone Vikki ko nanga karke bhagaya tha, tab Abhay ne insurance ke taur par Vikki ka ek aur bhayanak video apne paas save kar liya tha. Ye video Vikki ke nange daudne ka nahi tha... balki ye ek aisa video tha jisme 'Macho' aur gunda banne wala Vikki, nashe ki halat mein ek male gigolo (ladke) ke saath compromising aur behad gandi position mein tha. Vikki jaisi political aur ghamandi family (jiske pita ek dabang MLA the) ke liye, unke bete ka gay/bisexual angle unki izzat ka janaza nikalne ke liye kaafi tha.
Rahul ne laptop ko living room ke ek andhere kone mein rakha aur screen on ki. Password prompt samne aaya.
Rahul ke hothon par ek shaitani muskaan tair gayi. Usne trip ke pehle din hi, ek group photo upload karte waqt Abhay ko casually apna password type karte hue dekh liya tha. Rahul ne keyboard par tezi se ungliyan chalayi— 'Tru@Progress21' —aur Click! Laptop unlock ho gaya. Abhay ne apna password bhi Trupti aur apni party ke naam par rakha tha, jo Rahul ke gusse ko aur bhadka gaya.
"Bada aashiq banta hai tu Abhay," Rahul ne andhere mein fusfusate hue kaha. "Aaj teri yahi aashiqui teri qabr khodegi."
Rahul ne jaldi se files search ki. D: Drive ke ek hidden folder mein use wo file mil gayi—'V_Backup.mp4'. Rahul ne us file par click kiya aur use mute par play kiya.
Screen par Vikki ki wo sharmnaak aur ghinoni halat dekh kar Rahul ka seena ghamand se chauda ho gaya. Ye ek aisi maut thi jo Vikki ko jeete-ji maar dalti. Rahul ne turant apni pocket se ek encrypted USB pendrive nikaali aur laptop mein insert ki. Usne do minute ke andar wo poori file apni pendrive mein copy kar li.
Par Rahul ka plan sirf is video ko churana nahi tha. Use Abhay ko is tarah fasaana tha ki Abhay ke paas bachne ka koi raasta na bache.
Rahul ne laptop ka Wi-Fi connect kiya aur browser open kiya. Usne Dark Web ke tor browser aur ek VPN ka istemaal karke, ek temporary, anonymous email id create ki. Par usne jaan-bhoojh kar is account ko banate waqt Abhay ke laptop ka IP address aur MAC address ki digital footprints (traces) waise hi chhod di. Usne browser ki history ko delete kiya, par aisi jagah deep system logs mein kuch aisi files chhod di jo koi basic cyber expert check kare toh seedha Abhay ki taraf ishara karein. Usne us fake account mein video ko draft mein save kar diya.
Sab kuch karne ke baad, Rahul ne pendrive nikaali aur laptop ko waise hi band karke chup-chap Abhay ke bag mein wapas rakh diya. Usne apni t-shirt ke sleeve se laptop par pade apne fingerprints bhi saaf kar diye.
Kaam poori safaai se ho chuka tha.
Rahul living room ki badi glass window ke paas aakar khada ho gaya. Bahar samandar ki lehrein takra rahi thin. Usne apni jeb mein padi us thandi pendrive ko apni mutthi mein kaskar daba liya. Uske dimaag mein uska aage ka 'Masterplan' kisi movie ki tarah chalne laga.
"Main is bomb ko abhi nahi phodunga," Rahul ne khud se muskurate hue kaha. "Abhi toh vacation shuru hui hai. Trupti ko Abhay ke saath ye pyaar bhare din jeene dunga. Use aadat lagne dunga is khushi ki. Use lagne dunga ki uski life perfect ho chuki hai."
Rahul ka dimaag kitna zehreela tha, ye uski aage ki soch bata rahi thi.
"Jaise hi vacation khatam hogi aur college khulega... theek pehle din, main is video ko poore college forum aur social media par leak kar dunga. Saath mein Vikki ke MLA baap ko tag karunga. Video viral hoga, bhayanak aag lagegi. Vikki ki family izzat bachane ke liye kisi bhi hadd tak jayegi. Cyber security officer investigation karegi... aur saare saboot, saare digital traces kahan point karenge? Seedha humare College CR aur naye neta—Abhay Pratap Singh par!"
Rahul ki aankhein fati ki fati thin aur wo nashe mein dooba hua apna aage ka vision dekh raha tha.
"MLA ka pressure itna bhayanak hoga ki college management Abhay ko nikal bahar karegi. security officer use utha legi. Aur sabse mazedar baat... Abhay kahan se kahan tak Trupti ka naam aane nahi dega. Wo 'Mahan Aashiq' ban kar, apne doston aur Trupti ki izzat bachane ke liye saara ilzaam apne sar le lega! Uska hero banna hi uski aukaat mitti mein mila dega. Vikki wahan se barbaad... Abhay college se aur Trupti ki zindagi se expel!"
Rahul ne ek lambi, atma-sंतुष्टि (self-satisfied) se bhari saans li.
"Aur jab Abhay chala jayega... tab Trupti poori tarah akeli ho jayegi. Toot jayegi. Wo apni is chheen li gayi mohabbat ke gam mein royegi... aur uske aansu pochna kiska kaam hoga? Uske pyare, understanding aur supportive bete ka—Mera."
Rahul ne sheeshe mein apne aks (reflection) ko dekha.
"Tab main uske paas jaunga. Use support dunga. Uske akelepan ko door karunga. Lekin is baar ek bete ki tarah nahi, ek mard ki tarah. Main us Sati-Savitri aurat ke andar ki 'College Girl' ka wo haal karunga, jiske baad wo kisi aur mard ki taraf dekhna toh door, sochne se bhi kaanpegi. Uski gaand aur uske boobs sirf mere lund ki property ban kar rahenge. Game over, Abhay... Game over!"
Rahul ne muskurate hue apna haath window se hataya aur wapas dabe paaon apne kamre ki taraf chala gaya.
Upar kamre mein soti hui Trupti ko is baat ka zara bhi andaza nahi tha ki jis bete ko wo apna sabse bada sahaara aur dost samajh rahi thi, wahi beta uski zindagi, uske naye pyaar aur uski azaadi ka janaza nikalne ka poora intezam kar chuka tha. Goa ki aakhri raat ne aane wale toofan ki buniyaad rakh di thi, aur ab bas vacation khatam hone ka intezaar tha.

[Sam.hunter7898]

Iska matlab tripty randi nikli,,,
Apne pati honeke bad kisi se peyar karna ye sab karna randi ka kam he
To tripty ko abhey pele ya vikki ya uska beta rahul kuch farak nahi padta
Use saja milna chahiye

[Ankita b]

Iska matlab tripty randi nikli,,,
Apne pati honeke bad kisi se peyar karna ye sab karna randi ka kam he
To tripty ko abhey pele ya vikki ya uska beta rahul kuch farak nahi padta
Use saja milna chahiye

you have no idea except mom son and have no idea about how extreme a cuck story evolve. Leave this story to it's natural flow

She is not randi or prostitute,she is woman who have now choice .A prostituti gives body to evreyone with no feeling at all but she fall in love with only one abhay ....making it a plot  extreme cuckold story.

superb update

[Sam.hunter7898]

you have no idea except mom son and have no idea about how extreme a cuck story evolve. Leave this story to it's natural flow

She is not randi or prostitute,she is woman who have now choice .A prostituti gives body to evreyone with no feeling at all but she fall in love with only one abhay ....making it a plot  extreme cuckold story.

superb update

bhai ek randi bhi apne aulad ke samne kuch nahi karti
Aur rahi bat bete ki to mujhe nahi lagta wo piritarah cockold he

[Sam.hunter7898]

you have no idea except mom son and have no idea about how extreme a cuck story evolve. Leave this story to it's natural flow

She is not randi or prostitute,she is woman who have now choice .A prostituti gives body to evreyone with no feeling at all but she fall in love with only one abhay ....making it a plot  extreme cuckold story.

superb update

aur haa bhai aysa nahi ke mujhe cockold story accha nahi lagta he 
Bass jo laga wo bola 
Agar accha nahi lagta to me padhta kiu

[Erotica erotica]

bhai ek randi bhi apne aulad ke samne kuch nahi karti
Aur rahi bat bete ki to mujhe nahi lagta wo piritarah cockold he

It's cuckold story bro. Ankita b is right....cuckold story is different. Tripti is not randi,she is prized possession of abhay.This story has really unique cucky storyline

Illogical explanation.No problem let have a healthy debate.

[Sam.hunter7898]

It's cuckold story bro. Ankita b is right....cuckold story is different. Tripti is not randi,she is prized possession of abhay.This story has really unique cucky storyline

Illogical explanation.No problem let have a healthy debate.

Mujhe to vikky bara pasand tha bhai
Agar vikky pelta aur beta delhta