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completely agree with you brother. This guys do not want a exotic erotic story only mindless mom son sex just like 90 percent story in this forum. For them just add mom son sex; story is done .

 Why on earth only son can claim his mother; when better potential suitor can claim her !!. Losing a 42 years mom to potential strong suitor that too in college is super sexy and unique plot. From someone mom to someone gf later spouse.

100% agree. yeh story top notch cuckson story hai

Trupti finds abhay better than rahul .

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Trupti with her bull abhay.Rahul has no chance
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next update bro... full hot .. pics

[Erotica erotica]

Abhay will replace rahul and take her mom.update

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next update bro...

kitna tadfaoge....

long full sex and semi sex hot pics

[Joker44]

Next update will be on tommorow

[Sexone]

waiting for Tommorrow blockbuster !!

[Joker44]

Store room ke andar ka maahaul ab ganda aur bhari ho chuka tha. Vikki ke dimaag par hawas sawar thi, aur Trupti ke dimaag par uska plan. Trupti ne mehsoos kiya ki Vikki janwar banne ke kareeb hai, isliye usne apni purani 'Sati-Savitri' image ko poori tarah utaar phenka aur ek khiladi ban gayi.

Vikki ne Trupti ko piche se jakda hua tha, uske haath Trupti ke nange pet aur jaanghon par ghoom rahe the. Usne Trupti ke kaan ke paas gandi baatein karni shuru ki.
Vikki: “Ahhh... Trupti, teri khushboo mujhe pagal kar rahi hai. Aaj poori raat tujhe nichodunga.”
Trupti ne halke se mud kar Vikki ki aankhon mein dekha aur ek shatirana muskaan di. Usne apne phone se ek slow, erotic music play kiya aur table ki taraf badhi.
Trupti: (Nashiili aawaz mein) “Itni jaldi kya hai Vikki? Raat bohot lambi hai. Pehle thoda mood toh banne do. Main tumhare liye itna taiyaar hokar aayi hoon, thoda 'Show' toh banta hai na?”
Trupti ne Whisky ki bottle uthayi aur do glass mein daalne lagi. Usne Vikki wale glass mein thodi zyada sharaab dali—wahi sharaab jisme Rahul ne zehreeli dawai milayi thi.

Trupti ne glass Vikki ke hothon se lagaya. Vikki ne ek hi baar mein aadha glass khaali kar diya. Dawai ka swaad sharaab ke kadvepan mein chhup gaya tha.
Music ki dhun par Trupti ne dheere-dheere apni kamar matkana shuru kiya. Wo Vikki ke itne kareeb jaakar dance kar rahi thi ki uske bina bra ke ubhre hue stan baar-baar Vikki ke seene se ragad kha rahe the. Vikki nashe aur hawas mein duba hua use ghoor raha tha.
Vikki: “Uff... kya thumke laga rahi hai. Kasam se, tujhe dekh kar mera 'Neta' (Lund) kabu se bahar ho raha hai.”
Trupti ne ek aur ghoont use pilaya aur khud bhi thoda sa (dusre glass se) hothon se lagaya. Wo lagatar Vikki ko seduce kar rahi thi. Wo kabhi uski godh mein baithti, toh kabhi uski gardan par apne hothon se nishaan banati.

Trupti ne ab khel ko agle level par le jaane ka faisla kiya. Usne Vikki ke shirt ke button ek-ek karke kholne shuru kiye. Usne Vikki ko undress karna shuru kiya, taaki wo poori tarah comfortable ho jaye aur sharaab peeta rahe.
Vikki bhi piche nahi tha. Wo Trupti ki White Satin Dress ko upar khiskate hue uski nangi, gudaaz jaanghon ko sehla raha tha. Usne Trupti ko khada kiya aur piche se uska zip kholne ka natak karne laga. Trupti ne use roka nahi, balki uske hothon par ek lamba aur gehra (passionate) kiss chipka diya.
Is kiss ke dauran Trupti ne Vikki ka bacha hua glass bhi khatam karwa diya. Vikki ko lag raha tha ki wo Trupti ko 'Jeet' raha hai, par asliyat mein wo dawai ka ek bada dose apne andar le chuka tha.



Dhire-dhire Vikki ki aankhon mein thodi dhundhlahat aane lagi. Usne mehsoos kiya ki uski saansein bhari ho rahi hain aur sar thoda ghoom raha hai. Use laga shayad sharaab chadh rahi hai.
Vikki: (Ladkhadati aawaz mein) “Trupti... tu... tu bohot hot hai... chal na... ab bed par chalte hain...”
Trupti ne dekha ki Vikki ab ladkhadane laga hai. Usne use sofa par dhakka diya aur khud uske upar baith gayi. Uska jism Vikki se chipka hua tha, par uski nazrein darwaze ki taraf thin.
Trupti: (Mann mein) “Bas thodi der aur... Dawai apna kaam kar rahi hai. Ek baar ye puri tarah dhal jaye, phir Abhay aayega aur is shaitaan ka ant hoga.”
Vikki ne Trupti ke kapde utaarne ki koshish ki, uske haath tharthara rahe the. Trupti ne uska haath pakda aur use chumne lagi, use uljhaaye rakhte hue. Vikki madhoshi aur hawas ke beech jhul raha tha, anjaan ki ye uski aakhri rangin raat hone wali thi.

Store Room ke andar ka tapman (temperature) ab ubalne laga tha. Vikki, jiske dimaag par ab sharaab aur us zehreeli dawai ka asar chadhne laga tha, wo poori tarah se Trupti par haavi ho chuka tha. Trupti ki har chaal kaam kar rahi thi, par uski keemat use apni izzat ka sauda karke chukani pad rahi thi.

Vikki ne Trupti ko baazuon se jakad liya aur uske hothon par toot pada. Ye kiss pyaar wala nahi, balki kisi bhookhe janwar jaisa tha. Vikki Trupti ke hothon ko kaat raha tha, chus raha tha aur apni jeebh (tongue) uske gale tak utaar raha tha.
Trupti ne dil pe pathar rakh kar uska saath diya. Usne apni nafrat ko dabaya aur Vikki ke baalon mein haath pherte hue use aur uttejit kiya.
Trupti: (Saans chadhte hue) “Ahhh... Vikki... tum toh sher ho... ruko...”
Trupti ne mauka dekh kar glass uthaya. Trupti: “Ek last peg meri jaan... mere naam ka.”
Vikki ne Trupti ke haath se glass liya aur bina soche gat-gat karke bachi hui sharaab bhi pee gaya. Ab uske andar dawai ka pura dose ja chuka tha. Uska dimaag ghumne laga, par shareer ki garmi aur badh gayi.


Glass phenk kar Vikki ne Trupti ko sofa par dhakela. Trupti ki White Satin Dress pehle hi ast-vyast ho chuki thi. Vikki ki laal aankhein Trupti ke sine par tik gayin, jahan kapde ke niche se uske heavy boobs saaf ubhar rahe the.
Vikki: (Ladkhadate hue) “Bohot chupaya tune inko... aaj bahar aaenge ye.”
Vikki ne aaw dekha na taaw, usne Trupti ki dress ke shoulder straps ko pakda aur zor se neeche kheench diya.
‘Srrrhhh...’ Kapda sarakne ki aawaaz aayi.
Trupti ki dress uske kamar tak fisal gayi aur agle hi pal, uske 38-inch ke bhare-bhare, dudhiya safed stan (boobs) hawa mein azad ho gaye. Bina bra ke hone ki wajah se wo thode latke hue the, par unka aakar (size) aur wazan (weight) dekh kar Vikki ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayin.
Thand aur darr ki wajah se Trupti ke kaale-bhoore nipples ekdum kadak hokar akad gaye the.

Vikki: (Boobs ko dekh kar, pagalpan mein) “Oye hoye!! Maa kasam... kya Malai hai yaar! Itne bade? Trupti... tu toh dhoodh ki dukan leke ghum rahi hai.”
Vikki ne turant apne dono haath aage badhaye aur Trupti ke dono boobs ko apne panjon mein bhar liya. Usne unhe aate ke gole ki tarah masalna (squeeze) shuru kar diya.
Trupti: (Dard se) “Ahhh... Vikki... dheere... dard ho raha hai...”
Par Vikki sunne ke hosh mein nahi tha. Wo jhuka aur Trupti ke right nipple ko apne muh mein bhar liya. Usne zor-zor se chusna (suck) shuru kiya. 'Slurp-Slurp' ki gandi aawaazein kamre mein gunjne lagin.
Vikki kabhi ek boob ko chusta, toh kabhi dusre ko kaatta. Trupti ki aankhein band thin, wo apni mutthi bhich kar bardasht kar rahi thi. Usne Vikki ka sar pakad liya aur use apni chhati mein dabaya taaki wo jaldi shant ho jaye.
Trupti: (Moaning loudly - Acting aur Dard dono) “Ahhh... haan Vikki... aise hi... nichod do mujhe... ahhh...”



Darwaze ke theek bahar Rahul khada tha. Corridor mein sannata tha, isliye andar ki har aawaaz uske kaano mein pighale hue sheeshe ki tarah ja rahi thi.
Use Vikki ki Dirty Comments saaf sunayi de rahe the:

• "Saali kya doodh bhara hai tere andar..."
  
• "Aaj tera har ched (hole) khol dunga..."
  
• "Slurp... Slurp... Maza aa gaya meri jaan..."
  

Rahul ne apni Maa ke muh se nikalti siskiyaan (moans) suni—"Ahhh... Vikki... zor se..."—aur uska dimaag sunn pad gaya.
Ek taraf uska khoon khual raha tha (Angry). Wo chahta tha ki darwaza tod kar andar jaye aur Vikki ka sar phod de. Uski Maa, jiske pairon mein wo kal ro raha tha, aaj ek darinde ke neeche leti thi.
Lekin dusri taraf... purani aadatein aur incestuous desire ne apna rang dikhaya. Apni Maa ki aisi aawazein sunkar Rahul ka lund lohe ki tarah sakht (Hard) ho gaya tha. Uski jeans mein dard ho raha tha. Wo paseene se bheeg raha tha.
Rahul: (Daant peeste hue, mann mein) “Bardasht kar Rahul... bas kuch der aur. Ye kaminapan Vikki ko mehnga padega. Tu chus le aaj Vikki... kal ye muh bolne layak nahi rahega. Maa... bas thoda aur sehan kar lo.”
Andar Vikki ab Trupti ko poori tarah nanga karne ki koshish kar raha tha, aur dawai ab Vikki ke dimaag ko sunn (numb) karne lagi thi. Trupti intezaar kar rahi thi us pal ka jab ye shaitan dher ho jaye.


Store Room mein Trupti apni zindagi ki sabse mushkil ladayi lad rahi thi. Vikki nashe mein dhut hokar uske jism ke saath khel raha tha. Usne Trupti ke nange boobs ko chusne ke baad apna haath neeche khiskaya aur White Satin Dress ke upar se hi Trupti ki yoni (crotch) par rakh diya.
Vikki ne apni hatheli se Trupti ki chut ko dress ke kapde ke zariye masalna aur ragadna shuru kiya.

Jaise hi Vikki ne wahan haath phera, use kapda thoda geela aur chipchipa mehsoos hua. Darr, ghabrahat aur Vikki ki chhedkhani ki wajah se Trupti ki body ne dhokha de diya tha. Wo na chahte hue bhi garam (aroused) ho chuki thi aur uski chut ne paani chhod diya tha.
Vikki: (Haste hue, nasheeli aawaz mein) “Oye hoye... Trupti rani! Tu toh neeche se baadh (flood) la rahi hai. Dress gili kar di tune? Matlab tujhe maza aa raha hai?”
Trupti ka chehra sharam se laal (red) ho gaya. Use khud par gussa aaya ki uska sharir is janwar ke touch par react kyun kar raha hai. Par usne is sharam ko bhi apne faayde ke liye use kiya.
Trupti: (Nazrein jhuka kar, acting karte hue) “Tum ho hi itne wild Vikki... koi bhi aurat garam ho jayegi.”



Vikki ko ye sunkar aur josh aa gaya. Usne Trupti ko thoda piche dhakela aur apni jeans ki zip khol kar apna laal, tana hua lund bahar nikal liya. Wo dawai aur sharaab ke mixture se aur bhi akad gaya tha.
Vikki: “Agar itna maza aa raha hai, toh ise thanda kar. Rahul bol raha tha tu chusti bada achha hai. Chal aaj mujhe bhi dikha tera talent. Le ise muh mein!”
Trupti darr gayi. Boobs dabana ya touch karna tak thik tha, par Vikki ka ganda lund apne muh mein lena... ye wo nahi kar sakti thi. Use ulti aane lagi soch kar hi.
Trupti: (Ghabra kar) “Vikki... abhi nahi... please. Mujhe thoda time do. Main... main nervous hoon.”
Vikki: (Gusse mein aage badhte hue) “Nakhre mat kar Trupti! Muh khol apna.”

Trupti ne dekha ki Vikki zidd par ad gaya hai. Use rokne ke liye Trupti ne turant apna naram haath aage badhaya aur Vikki ke lund ko pakad liya.
Trupti: (Fusfusate hue) “Haan baba... karungi na. Par pehle ise thoda pyaar toh karne do. Dekho kitna gusse mein hai ye.”
Trupti ne apne haath se Vikki ke lund ko sehlana (stroke) shuru kiya. Usne apni pakad thodi tight ki aur upar-niche hilane lagi.
Vikki: “Ahhh... haan... pakad ke rakh saali.”
Trupti ne chalaaki se Vikki ka dhyan bhatkane ke liye apna seena aage kar diya. Vikki ka dhyan wapas uske nange boobs par chala gaya. Wo jhuka aur phir se Trupti ke nipples ko kaatne aur chusne laga.
Trupti ne rahat ki saans li ki wo muh mein lene se bach gayi. Wo apne haath se Vikki ke lund ko tezi se hilaane lagi.
Trupti: (Mann mein) “Bas... bas thodi der aur. Bhagwan kare ye dawai jaldi asar kare. Mere haath gande ho rahe hain is shaitan ko chhu kar.”
Vikki maze mein dooba hua tha. Uska sar ab bhaari hone laga tha. Dawai apna kaam kar rahi thi, par Vikki ko lag raha tha ki ye Trupti ke touch ka nasha hai. Trupti bas uske behosh hone ka intezaar kar rahi thi, apni ungliyon ko uske lund par nachate hue.


Vikki ka nasha aur hawas ab saari hadd paar kar chuka tha. Trupti ke haath ki harkat use maza toh de rahi thi, par use kuch 'Tight' aur 'Garam' chahiye tha. Trupti ki 'No' aur nakhre uske sabr ka baandh tod rahe the.

Vikki ne jhalla kar Trupti ka haath hataya. Vikki: “Hatt... Haath se toh main khud bhi kar leta hoon. Mujhe tere in bade-bade Gubbaron (Boobs) ka maza chahiye.”
Vikki ne Trupti ko pakad kar apne kareeb kheencha. Usne Trupti ke dono bhare hue nange stanon ko apne dono haathon se pakad kar aapas mein jod (sandwich) diya. Unke beech ab ek gehri aur tang ghati ban gayi thi.
Vikki ne apna lohe jaisa sakht lund us ghati ke beech set kiya aur Trupti ke naram maans ke beech ragadna (thrust) shuru kiya.
Vikki: (Aankhein band karke) “Ahhh... haan... ye hui na baat. Kaisi makkhan jaisi pakad hai tere boobs ki. Bilkul Trupti brand!”
Trupti ko ulti aa rahi thi. Uska chehra Vikki ke paseene se bhare seene ke paas tha. Vikki ka lund uske gale aur thuddi (chin) ko baar-baar chhu raha tha. Trupti ne apni saansein rok lin aur bas mann mein ginti ginne lagi.
Trupti: (Mann mein) “Ek... do... teen... gir ja kamine... gir ja!”



Kuch der tak boob-fuck karne ke baad Vikki ka mood phir badla. Boobs ki narmi ne use aur zyada wild bana diya tha. Usne achanak ruk kar Trupti ke baalon (hair) ko mutthi mein jakad liya aur uska sar piche kheencha.
Vikki: (Haipte hue) “Bas... bohot khel liya bahar-bahar. Ab andar ki garmi chahiye. Muh khol apna... abhi!”
Vikki ne apna lund Trupti ke hothon par daba diya. Wo zabardasti use Trupti ke muh mein thoosna chahta tha.
Trupti: (Ghabra kar, muh band rakhte hue) “Mmmhh... Vikki... nahi...”
Vikki: (Gusse mein) “Kholti hai ya main jabada tod doon? Khol!”



Vikki ka gussa aur uski hawas is waqt aatishbaazi ki tarah phat rahi thi. Usne Trupti ke baalon ko itni zor se kheencha ki Trupti ki aankhon mein dard ke maare paani aa gaya. Vikki ne apna sakht ang Trupti ke hothon par ragadte hue dabaav banaya.
Shaitan ki Zidd
Trupti ne apna muh sakht band kiya hua tha, lekin Vikki ne apne doosre haath se Trupti ka jabada (jaw) zor se dabaya. Dard aur dabav ki wajah se Trupti ka muh halka sa khula, aur Vikki ne mauka paate hi apna lund uske muh mein thoos diya.
"Ghp... Ghp..."
Trupti ki aankhein phat gayin. Uska gala ruddh gaya. Vikki ke shareer ka paseena, uski mardana boo, aur uske ang ka wo namkeen aur kadwa swad Trupti ke halak tak utarne laga. Usse ulti (nausea) mehsoos ho rahi thi, uska shareer kaanp raha tha. Vikki ne uske sar ko pakad kar tezi se aage-piche jhatke dena shuru kiya.

Trupti ke muh se ajeeb si aawazein nikal rahi thi. Jab bhi wo ang uske gale ki geherai tak jata, use aisa lagta jaise uska dum ghut jayega. Vikki pagal ho chuka tha, wo Trupti ke darr aur uski takleef ko apni jeet samajh raha tha.
Trupti ne apni aankhein band kar li. Uske dimaag mein sirf Rahul ki di hui dawai ka khayal tha. Wo mann hi mann cheekh rahi thi— 'Kahan gayi wo dawai? Kyun asar nahi kar rahi? Rahul... jaldi karo!'
Vikki ka saans phoolne laga tha. Uska shareer garma gaya tha. "Haan... chus ise... aise hi... aaj tujhe pata chalega mard kya hota hai," Vikki ne haphte hue kaha. Uske dhakke aur tez ho gaye. "Ghp... Ghp... Chup... Chup..." ki aawazein kamre mein goonj rahi thi.




Achanak, Vikki ki raftaar dheemi hone lagi. Uske dimaag mein ek ajeeb sa sannata chhane laga. Use mehsoos hua jaise kamra ghoom raha hai. Uska "discharge" hone hi wala tha, lekin saath hi saath uski chetna (consciousness) uska saath chhod rahi thi.
Vikki ne ek aakhri, zor ka jhatka maara. Usne Trupti ke muh ke andar hi apna poora garam lava chhod diya. Trupti ka muh bhar gaya, uska dum ghutne laga, lekin wo hil nahi saki kyunki Vikki ne abhi bhi uske baalon ko jakda tha.
Lekin jaise hi Vikki ne cum kiya, dawai ne uske nervous system par final vaar kiya. Vikki ki pakad dheeli padi. Uski aankhein upar ki taraf chadhne lagin.



Vikki ke muh se thook nikalne laga aur wo ladkhadaya. "Ye... ye kya... ho raha... hai..." Usne Trupti ke hothon se apna ang bahar nikala, jo ab dheela padne laga tha. Vikki ne piche hatne ki koshish ki, lekin uske pairon ne jawab de diya.
Wo kisi purane bargad ke ped ki tarah sofa se takraya aur seedha zameen par gira. Dhaam!
Trupti ne turant apne muh mein bhari us ghinoni cheez ko zameen par thook diya. Wo zor-zor se khansne lagi, uski aankhon se paani beh raha tha. Usne paas rakha pani ka glass uthaya aur kayi baar kulla (rinse) kiya taaki wo mardana swad aur gandagi uske muh se nikal jaye.


Kamre mein sannata chha gaya. Vikki zameen par aadha nanga pada tha, uska muh khula tha aur aankhein aadho band thin. Wo behosh ho chuka tha.
Trupti ne ek lambi, gehri saans li aur turant piche hat gayi. Usne jhatpat apni White Dress ko upar kheencha aur apne nange boobs ko dhaka.
Trupti: (Haipte hue) “Bach gayi... Haye Ram... bas ek second aur der hoti toh ye mere muh mein...”
Usne pair se Vikki ko hila kar check kiya. Vikki ne koi harkat nahi ki. Wo poori tarah 'Out' tha.
Trupti ne pasina pocha aur darwaze ki taraf dekha. Ab baari thi Abhay ki entry ki aur Vikki ke bure anjaam ki.
Trupti: (Gusse mein Vikki ko dekh kar) “Bada shauk tha na tujhe nanga karne ka? Ab dekh tere saath kya hota hai.”

[Joker44]

Store room ke andar sannata tha, bas Vikki ki bhari saansein chal rahi thin jo ab behosh zameen par pada tha. Trupti ne thoda khud ko sambhala, apni dress thik ki aur darwaza khola.

Jaise hi darwaza khula, saamne Rahul khada tha. Usne Trupti ko dekha aur dekhta hi reh gaya.
Trupti ki haalat kisi taza-taza chudi hui aurat jaisi lag rahi thi:

• Uske baal (hair) buri tarah bikhre hue the aur paseene se chipke the.
  
• Hothon ki Blood Red Lipstick fail kar gaalon aur thuddi (chin) tak aa gayi thi, jo Vikki ke jangli kiss ki gawahi de rahi thi.
  
• Uski White Satin Dress par silwatein (wrinkles) pad gayi thin aur strap abhi bhi kandhe se thoda fisla hua tha, jisse uske cleavage ka gehra view mil raha tha.
  

Rahul ka lund abhi bhi jeans mein patthar bana hua tha. Apni Maa ki ye 'Messy & Sexy' halat dekh kar uska mann kar raha tha ki wo abhi Trupti ko pakad le aur wahi kare jo Vikki nahi kar paya. Use Trupti ko bang karne ki talab lag rahi thi.
Lekin usne apni mutthi bhichi aur badi mushkil se khud par control kiya. Ye waqt hawas ka nahi tha.
Rahul: (Gala saaf karte hue) “Maa... wo... wo behosh ho gaya?”
Trupti: (Haipte hue) “Haan... gir gaya shaitan. Ab jaldi Abhay ko bulao.”

Trupti ne phone karke Abhay ko signal diya. Kuch hi seconds mein andhere se do parchhaiyan (shadows) aati dikhi.
Aage Abhay tha, aur uske piche ek hatta-katta, sawla aadmi chal raha tha jiska chehra thoda sakht aur shady tha. Rahul ne us aadmi ko hairani se dekha.
Abhay andar aaya. Usne Rahul ki taraf ek nazar bhi nahi daali, jaise wahan koi ho hi na. Uska poora dhyaan Trupti par tha.
Abhay: (Chinta se) “Trupti? Tum thik ho na? Usne kuch galat toh nahi kiya?”
Trupti: (Rahat ki saans lete hue) “Main thik hoon Abhay. Bas... bas bohot mushkil se sambhala use. Wo behosh hai ab.”



Abhay ne zameen par pade Vikki ko dekha aur ghrina se thuka. Phir wo Trupti ki taraf muda.
Abhay: “Tumhe ab darne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Maine apna kaam kar diya hai.”
Trupti: “Matlab?”
Abhay: “Jab tum isse yahan uljha rahi thi, main iske Hostel Room mein ghusa tha. Maine uska Laptop, Computer, Hard Drives—sab scan kar liya. Usne jitne bhi videos banaye the, sab Delete kar diye hain. Yahan tak ki Cloud Backup aur Hidden Folders bhi format kar diye hain.”
Abhay ne jhuk kar Vikki ki jeb se uska Mobile Phone nikala.
Abhay: “Aur jo kuch is phone mein bacha hoga, wo ab main hata dunga. Ab iske paas tumhare khilaaf ek photo tak nahi bachi. You are free.”
Trupti ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Uske seene se ek bhaari bojh utar gaya. Usne deewar ka sahara liya aur aankhein band kar lin.
Trupti: “Thank you Abhay... Thank you so much.”

Abhay ne Trupti ko sambhala aur phir us teesre aadmi ko ishara kiya.
Abhay: “Tum dono (Trupti aur Rahul) zara bahar ruko. Is aadmi ko apna kaam karne do.”
Wo aadmi chupchap andar gaya aur darwaza band karne laga.
Rahul: (Confused hokar) “Ek minute... Abhay, ye aadmi kaun hai? Aur ye andar Vikki ke saath kya karega?”
Abhay ne pehli baar Rahul ki taraf dekha. Uski aankhon mein abhi bhi bharosa nahi tha, par ek kroor santushti (cruel satisfaction) thi.
Abhay: “Ye kaun hai, isse tujhe matlab nahi hona chahiye. Par phir bhi sun le...”
Abhay: “Ye ek Male Escort (Gigolo) hai. Gay hai.”
Rahul aur Trupti dono chaunk gaye.
Abhay: “Vikki ko shauk tha na logon ki video banane ka? Zabardasti karne ka? Aaj ye Gigolo Vikki ki G maarega, aur main uska video banaunga. Vikki subah jab uthega toh uski gaand mein dard hoga aur phone mein apni hi chudayi ka video hoga.”
Rahul sunn reh gaya. Ye badla uski soch se bhi pare tha. Trupti ne bhi muh pher liya, par use Vikki par koi taras nahi aaya.
Abhay: “Tit for Tat Rahul. Jaisa karoge, waisa bharoge.”
Andar se kapde utarne ki aawaaz aane lagi. Aaj raat Vikki shikaari se shikaar banne wala tha.

Old Science Block ke store room ke darwaze par sannata tha, lekin andar se dabi-dabi aawaazein aa rahi thin. Vikki, jo nashe aur dawai ke asar mein poori tarah be-sudh (unconscious) tha, uske saath wo Gigolo apna kaam kar raha tha. Vikki ki mardangi ka aaj wahi mazaak ban raha tha jo usne dusron ka banaya tha.
Rahul ne darwaze ki darar se phone andar kiya aur kuch seconds ka video record kar liya. Phir usne Abhay ke laptop se connect karke wo video Vikki ke phone mein transfer kar diya aur 'Sent' folder mein daal diya. Iska matlab saaf tha—jab Vikki subah uthega, toh use apni hi barbadi ka video apne phone mein milega.
Rahul: (Phone rakhte hue) “Kaam ho gaya. Ab ye zindagi bhar kisi ko blackmail karne layak nahi bachega.”
Abhay: “Chalo yahan se. Is gandagi ko yahi sadne do.”
Teeno—Trupti, Abhay aur Rahul—wahan se chupchap nikal gaye aur college ke garden area ki taraf badhe.

Garden mein thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Teeno ke dimaag mein abhi bhi pichle ek ghante ki ghatnayein ghoom rahi thin. Trupti ne ek gehri saans li. Uska sabse bada darr (Vikki) ab khatam ho chuka tha. Ab use apne dusre mission par lagna tha—Rahul aur Abhay ki Dosti.
Trupti ruk gayi aur Abhay ki taraf mudi.
Trupti: “Abhay, ruko.”
Abhay ruka aur sawaliya nazron se dekha.
Trupti: “Aaj humne jo kiya, wo hum teeno ne mil kar kiya. Rahul ne apni galti sudhari hai. Usne Vikki ko dawai di, video banaya aur meri madad ki. Please Abhay... ab purani baatein bhool jao.”
Trupti ne Rahul ka haath pakda aur use aage kiya.
Trupti: “Rahul dil ka bura nahi hai Abhay. Wo bas Vikki ki sangati mein behak gaya tha. Main chahti hoon ki tum dono ab dushman nahi, balki dost ban jao. Please, mere liye.”





Abhay ne Rahul ko upar se neeche tak dekha. Uske dimaag mein abhi bhi wo waqt tha jab Rahul ne Trupti ko CR election mein nicha dikhaya tha aur breakup kiya tha.
Abhay: (Sakhti se) “Trupti, main tumhari baat samajhta hoon. Par isne tumhe takleef di hai. Isne tumhe rulaaya hai. Main aise ladke par aasani se bharosa nahi kar sakta.”
Trupti: “Trust me Abhay. Ye badal gaya hai. Isne aaj saabit kar diya.”
Abhay ne kuch der socha. Use Trupti ki aankhon mein Rahul ke liye ek ajeeb si faryaad dikhi (jo asal mein Maa ki mamta thi). Abhay ne ek gehri saans li aur Rahul ki taraf haath badhaya.
Abhay: “Thik hai. Agar Trupti keh rahi hai, toh main purani baatein mitti mein milata hoon. Aaj se hum dost hain.”
Rahul ne rahat ki saans li aur haath milaya. Rahul: “Thanks Abhay. Main waada karta hoon, aage se koi galti nahi hogi.”
Lekin Abhay ne haath nahi chhoda. Usne Rahul ki aankhon mein aankhein daal kar ek Shart (Condition) rakhi.
Abhay: “Ek shart hai Rahul. Aaj se Trupti tumhari Behan (Sister) jaisi hai. Tum iski izzat karoge, iska khayal rakhoge, bilkul waise jaise ek bhai apni behan ka rakhta hai. Koi gandi nazar nahi, koi badtameezi nahi. Manzoor hai?”

Abhay ke muh se 'Behan' shabd sunkar Rahul ke dimaag mein sannata chha gaya. Wo ladki jo uski Asli Maa hai, jiske saath usne sex kiya hai, jiske nange jism ko wo abhi kuch der pehle hawas bhari nazron se dekh raha tha—use ab 'Behan' maanna padega?
Rahul ke dil mein ek tees uthi. Wo Trupti ko chahta tha. Sirf Maa ke roop mein nahi, balki ek aurat ke roop mein bhi. Use wo raatein yaad thin jab wo Trupti ke upar tha. 'Behan' bolna uske liye kisi saza se kam nahi tha.
Lekin usne Trupti ki taraf dekha. Trupti ki aankhon mein ek Guilt tha, par saath hi ek ishara bhi tha ki—'Maan jao Rahul, isi mein humari bhalayi hai'.'*
Rahul ne socha— "Agar maine mana kiya, toh main Trupti se door ho jaunga. Kam se kam is bahane main unke paas toh rahunga. Maa ke saath rehne ke liye mujhe ye kadwa ghoont peena hi padega."
Rahul: (Bhari mann se, jhoothi muskaan ke saath) “Haan Abhay... Manzoor hai. Aaj se Trupti meri behan jaisi hai. Main is par koi aanch nahi aane dunga. Purana sab bhool jaunga.”

Ye sunkar Trupti ka chehra khil utha. Use laga ki chalo, duniya ki nazron mein hi sahi, rishte sudhar rahe hain.
Trupti: (Khushi se) “Thank you Rahul!”
Trupti ne aage badh kar Rahul ko gale laga liya (Hugged). Rahul ne bhi Trupti ko apni baahon mein bhara. Trupti ki khushboo, uska naram shareer—sab Rahul ko pagal kar raha tha, par usne khud ko control kiya aur bas pith thap-thapaayi.
Phir Abhay ne bhi aage badh kar Rahul ko gale lagaya. Abhay: “Welcome to the team, bro. Ab milkar college chalayenge.”
Teeno hostel ki taraf wapas chal pade. Abhay aur Trupti aage chal rahe the, baatein karte hue. Rahul thoda piche tha.

Rahul piche chalte hue Trupti ko dekh raha tha. Uske dimaag mein abhi bhi 'Behan' wala shabd chub raha tha.
Rahul: (Mann mein) “Behan... huh! Duniya ke liye behan hogi Abhay. Par mere liye toh ye meri Maa hai aur meri... khair chhodo. Kam se kam ab main Maa ke paas hoon. Vikki gaya bhaad mein. Ab mujhe bas ye dekhna hai ki main Maa ko Abhay se kaise door rakhun aur khud unke kareeb rahun... bina kisi ko shaq hue.”
Raat khatam ho rahi thi, par rishton ki ek nayi aur pechida (complicated) shuruwat ho chuki thi.



Raat ke 2 baj rahe the. Hostel ke corridor mein sannata tha. Trupti apne kamre mein aayi aur turant darwaza andar se lock kar diya. Usne apni peeth darwaze se laga di aur ek gehri saans li. Vikki ka kissa khatam ho chuka tha, wo safe thi, lekin uska shareer abhi bhi us ghatna ke asar (aftershocks) se kamp-kapa raha tha.
Wo dheere-dheere chal kar dressing table ke aaine (mirror) ke saamne aayi.

Trupti ne aaine mein khud ko dekha. Aaj wo koi izzatdaar Maa ya wife nahi lag rahi thi. Uski White Satin Dress par silwatein thin, baal buri tarah bikhre hue the, aur hothon ki Red Lipstick fail kar uske gaalon tak aa gayi thi. Ye manzar saaf bata raha tha ki kuch der pehle kisi mard ne uske saath kitni buri tarah khela hai.
Lekin sabse darrawani baat ye thi ki Trupti ko khud ko dekh kar gussa nahi, balki ek ajeeb si uttejna (arousal) mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Usne apni ungli apne hothon par pheri. Wahan abhi bhi Vikki ke lund ka halka sa swaad aur mehak bachi hui thi. Vikki ne jab zabardasti apna lund uske hothon par ragda tha, wo ehsaas abhi bhi taaza tha.
Trupti: (Khud ko aaine mein ghoorte hue) “Chee Trupti... ye tu kya soch rahi hai? Wo ek janwar hai... usne teri izzat lene ki koshish ki... aur tujhe... tujhe garam lag raha hai?”
Par sach yahi tha. Saalon baad kisi mard ne use itni be-rehami aur haivaniyat (roughness) se chua tha. Sanjeev ka pyaar thanda aur boring tha, par Vikki ka wo 'Janwarpan' Trupti ke andar chupi hui aurat ko jaga gaya tha.



Trupti ne apni dress ke strap ko neeche giraya. Uske nange, bhare hue boobs aaine mein dikhe. Un par abhi bhi Vikki ke paseene aur uske muh ki mehak chipki hui thi. Vikki ne unhe jis tarah masla (squeezed) aur chusa tha, us dard ne Trupti ke nipples ko patthar jaisa sakht kar diya tha.
Trupti: (Sisak kar) “Hey Bhagwan... main control kyun nahi kar pa rahi? Mere andar aag kyun lagi hai?”
Use shiddat se apne pati Sanjeev ki yaad aayi. Agar wo yahan hota, toh Trupti aaj use nichod leti. Par wo yahan nahi tha. Aur Trupti ka jism pyasa tha. Wo ek Pyasi Aurat ban chuki thi jo saalon se bistar par shant padi thi, par aaj Vikki ne us soye hue toofan ko छेड़ diya tha.



Trupti ke pair kaanpne lage. Wo ladkhadate hue apne bed par gayi aur kinare par baith gayi. Kamre ki light madham thi. Trupti ne apni White Dress ko kamar tak upar kheench liya.
Usne apna haath apni Panty ke upar rakha. Kapda poori tarah geela (soaking wet) tha. Uski chut ne Vikki ke touch par jo paani chhoda tha, wo abhi tak wahan tha.
Trupti: (Aankhein band karke) “Nahi... ye galat hai... wo mera dushman hai...”
Dimaag mana kar raha tha, par haath ne sunne se inkaar kar diya. Trupti ne apni panty ko side mein kiya aur apni geeli yoni (vagina) par ungli rakhi.
Jaise hi usne apni ungli us garam darar mein daali, uske muh se ek lambi siski nikal gayi. Trupti: “Ahhhhh... Sanjeev...”
Lekin band aankhon mein Sanjeev ka chehra dhundhla tha. Wahan baar-baar Vikki ka chehra aa raha tha. Vikki ka gussa, uska wo Mota Lund, uska gaali dena, uska boobs ko kaatna—ye sab yaad karke Trupti aur zyada pagal hone lagi.

Trupti ne apni Middle Finger ko apni chut ke andar tezi se andar-bahar (finger-fucking) karna shuru kiya. Dusre haath se wo apne khade nipple ko zor-zor se masal rahi thi, bilkul waise jaise Vikki ne kiya tha.
Trupti: (Haipte hue) “Haan... Vikki... tum kutte ho... par tumne mujhe jaga diya... ahhh... zor se...”
Wo janti thi ki ye galat hai. Ek aise ladke ke baare mein sochna jisne use blackmail kiya, ye gunah tha. Par is waqt Guilt (Pachtava) aur Pleasure (Maza) mix ho gaye the.
Store room ki wo ghatna ek Roleplay ki tarah uske dimaag mein chal rahi thi. Trupti ne apni ungli ki speed badha di. Uski saansein tez ho gayin, kamar bed par hilne lagi.
Trupti: “Ahhh... main aa rahi hoon... fuck... ahhh...”
Kuch hi seconds mein, Trupti ka shareer akad gaya. Usne apni pith piche ki taraf moda aur ek Dabi hui cheekh ke saath jhad gayi. Uski chut ne ungli par dher saara paani chhod diya.



Jhadne ke baad Trupti bed par gir gayi. Saansein abhi bhi tez thin. Kamre mein wapas sannata chha gaya.
Ab, jab nasha utra, toh Guilt wapas aa gaya. Trupti ne apni ungli nikali aur use dekha. Use khud par ghin aayi.
Trupti: (Aansu ponchte hue) “Ye maine kya kiya? Maine Vikki ke baare mein soch kar... Chee! Main itni gir gayi hoon?”
Wo uthi aur bathroom ki taraf bhaagi. Use nahana tha. Use apne jism se Vikki ki mehak, uska swaad aur apni ye 'Gandi Bhookh' dhoni thi.
Raat toh guzar gayi thi, Vikki har gaya tha, par Trupti haar kar bhi ek nayi Jismani Jung mein ulajh gayi thi. Uski jawani ab shaant rehne wali nahi thi.

Raat ki un bhayanak aur gunah-bhari yaadon ko Trupti ne thande paani ke niche baha diya tha. Aaj Election Day tha—wo din jiske liye college pichle ek mahine se pagal ho raha tha. Trupti jab so kar uthi, toh uske chehre par ek ajeeb sa naya sukoon aur vijayi muskaan thi. Wo jaanti thi ki uske raste ka sabse bada kanta ab nikal chuka hai.

Trupti ne aaj ke din ke liye ek aisa avataar chuna tha jo students ko bhi pasand aaye aur professors ko bhi—Modern but Traditional.

• Pehnawa: Usne ek Emerald Green (Gahre Hare) rang ki georgette saree pehni thi. Saree ka kapda itna barik tha ki uski chikni kamar aur gehri naabhi (navel) har harkat par halki si jhalak dikha rahi thin.
  
• Blouse: Usne ek matching Sleeveless Blouse pehna tha jiska gala piche se kafi gehra tha. Uske gore-chitte kandhe aur baazu (arms) kisi model ki tarah chamak rahe the. Blouse itna tight tha ki uske 38-inch ke bhare hue stan (boobs) saree ke parde ke piche bhi apni poori maujoodgi darshaa rahe the.
  
• Shringar: Maathe par ek chhoti si hari bindi, kaano mein bade jhumke aur baalon ko khula chhod kar ek side mein rakha tha.
  

Wo jab hostel se bahar nikli, toh har ladke ki nazar uski sleeveless beauty par thahar gayi. Wo ek ideal Leader aur ek "Dream Woman" ka perfect mix lag rahi thi.

College pahunchte hi Trupti ko uski saheliyan—Kriti aur Shital—milin. Shital ki aankhon mein Trupti ke liye ek alag hi izzat aur darr tha, kyunki wo jaanti thi ki kal raat kya khel hua hai.
Kriti: (Utsukta se) "Best of luck Trupti! Aaj toh tu hi jitegi. Par tune suna kya? College mein ek hi afwah udd rahi hai."
Trupti: (Anjaan bante hue) "Kya hua Kriti? Sab theek toh hai na?"
Shital: (Dheere se) "Vikki... Vikki subah se gayab hai. Uske supporters use dhoond rahe hain, par uske hostel room par tala laga hai. Wo voting booth par bhi nahi aaya. Log keh rahe hain ki shayad wo haar ke darr se bhaag gaya."
Trupti aur Shital ne ek-dusre ko dekha. Trupti ko pata tha ki Vikki abhi Old Science Block ke usi store room mein apni zillat aur dard ke saath pada hoga, ya shayad sharam ke maare muh chhupata fir raha hoga.





Tabhi wahan Abhay apne group ke saath aaya. Abhay ke chehre par ek vijayi muskaan thi. Usne Trupti ko dekha aur uski sleeveless beauty par pal bhar ke liye kho gaya, par turant khud ko sambhal kar bola.
Abhay: "Taiyaar ho Trupti? Aaj ka din tumhara hai. Humne poori mehnat ki hai."
Trupti: "Haan Abhay, sab tumhari wajah se hi hai."
Wahin thodi door Rahul aur Niti khade the. Niti kaafi pareshan lag rahi thi kyunki uska main support (Vikki) gayab tha. Rahul chupchaap khada tha. Jab uski nazar Trupti par padi, toh uska lund ek baar phir se uski jeans mein karwat lene laga. Usne kal raat apni Maa ko nanga dekha tha, aur aaj wo unhe is 'Sanskari-Hot' look mein dekh raha tha.
Rahul aage badha aur Abhay aur Trupti ke paas aaya.
Rahul: (Bhari aawaz mein) "Best of luck... Trupti. I hope sab kuch tumhare plan ke mutabiq ho."
Abhay ne Rahul ke kandhe par haath rakha (duniya ko dikhane ke liye ki ab wo dost hain). Abhay: "Vikki ka kuch pata hai Rahul? Tera toh yaar tha wo."
Rahul: (Nazrein churate hue) "Pata nahi yaar, shayad tabiyat kharab hogi uski."

Election Commissoner (Principal) ne mic par announcement ki aur Voting Commenss (Shuru) ho gayi. Students ki lambi katarein lag gayin. Trupti aur Rahul apne-apne booths ke paas khade hokar logon se aakhri baar vote ki appeal kar rahe the.
Trupti jab bhi kisi ladke ke paas jaati aur apni nasheeli aankhon se 'Vote' maangti, ladke pighal jaate. Uske sleeveless blouse se dikhte gore baazuon ne maahaul mein garmi badha di thi.
Lekin sabke mann mein ek hi sawal tha—"Vikki kahan hai?" Vikki ke gunde aur supporters election mein hangama karne ki koshish kar rahe the, par unka 'Captain' hi gayab tha, isliye wo sab titar-bitar ho rahe the.
Trupti ne door khade Abhay ko dekh kar ishara kiya. Unka plan poori tarah kaam kar raha tha. Vikki ko unhone digitaly aur physically 'Nanga' kar diya tha, aur ab bas official 'Jeet' ka intezaar tha.

Sham dhal chuki thi aur college ka maidan 'Gulal' ke rangon se lal ho chuka tha. Principal ne jaise hi mic par Result announce kiya—"And the Winner is... Team Progress! President Abhay and Vice President Trupti!"—poora campus khushi se jhoom utha.
Dhol-nagadon ki aawaaz ne aasmaan sar par utha liya. Students Trupti aur Abhay ko kandhon par utha kar naach rahe the. Har taraf bas "Abhay-Trupti Zindabad" ke naare lag rahe the.

Bheed ke ek kone mein Niti khadi thi. Uska chehra gusse se tamtama raha tha. Vikki ka gayab hona aur Trupti ki itni badi jeet—ye uske bardasht se bahar tha.
Niti: (Pair patakte hue) "Bhaad mein jaye ye college aur ye election! Sab mile hue hain."
Niti ne gusse mein apna scarf feka aur wahan se tezi se nikal gayi. Rahul wahin khada tha, chupchap. Wo Trupti ko jeette hue dekh kar khush bhi tha aur andar hi andar jal bhi raha tha ki wo Abhay ke saath khadi hai, uske saath nahi.

Jashn ke beech, jab sab log Trupti ko phool-malaein pehna rahe the, Trupti ki nazrein bheed ko cheerte hue seedha Abhay se takrayin.
Dono ke chehre gulal se sane hue the. Abhay ne door se hi Trupti ko dekh kar ek Soft Smile di aur apni aankhein halki si jhuka kar use Respect di. Trupti ka dil zor se dhadak utha. Vikki ki haivaniyat ke baad, Abhay ki ye saumya (gentle) nigahein uske zakhmon par marham jaisi lagin.
Bina kuch bole, un dono ke beech ek Ankahee Romance ki shuruwat ho chuki thi. Ye wo pal tha jab Trupti ne khud ko 'Sanjeev ki Biwi' ya 'Rahul ki Maa' nahi, balki sirf 'Trupti' mehsoos kiya.

Raat ke 9 baj gaye the. Shor-sharaba ab shant ho chuka tha. Zyadatar students apne hostel ja chuke the ya bahar party karne gaye the. College ke garden ke ek shant kone mein, hari ghaas par Trupti aur Abhay baithe the.
Dono thake hue the par chehre par ek alag hi chamak thi. Unke haath mein canteen ki Cutting Chai ke glass the.
Trupti: (Chai ki chuski lete hue) "Uff... main toh thak gayi. Kabhi socha nahi tha ki college life itni hectic aur exciting hogi."
Abhay: (Muskurate hue) "Ye toh bas shuruwat hai Madam Vice President. Abhi toh poora saal humein college chalana hai."
Trupti ne Abhay ki taraf dekha. Chandni raat mein Abhay ka chehra behad honest aur handsome lag raha tha.
Trupti: (Bhaavuk hokar) "Thank you Abhay. Sach mein... agar tum nahi hote, toh main shayad toot chuki hoti. Tumne mujhe Vikki se bachaya, meri izzat bachayi, aur mujhe ye jeet dilayi. Tum mere liye sirf dost nahi, ek Savior (Rakshak) ho."
Abhay: "Arre bas karo... dosti mein 'No Sorry, No Thank You'. Maine wahi kiya jo ek dost ko karna chahiye tha."



Mahaul mein ek gehri khamoshi chha gayi. Abhay ne apna chai ka glass niche rakha aur thoda hichkichate hue Trupti ki taraf muda.
Abhay: "Trupti... mujhe tumse kuch kehna hai."
Trupti: "Haan bolo?"
Abhay: "Vikki ne wo shart lagayi thi na... ki tumhe kaun 'Patayega'. Mujhe us shart se koi matlab nahi hai. Lekin... pichle kuch dino mein, tumhe jaanne ke baad, mujhe lagta hai ki main tumse connect ho gaya hoon."
Abhay ne Trupti ki aankhon mein dekha.
Abhay: "I really like you Trupti. Tum bohot alag ho, bohot mature aur strong ho. Kya tum... Kya tum meri Girlfriend banogi?"

Trupti sunn reh gayi. Use pata tha ye sawal aayega, par jab aaya toh wo soch mein pad gayi.
Usne Abhay ko dekha aur phir apne dimaag mein calculation kiya.

• "Vikki ek janwar tha, jisne mujhe nocha."
  
• "Rahul ek dhokhebaaz aur kaccha ladka nikla, jiske saath rishta rakhna paap hai."
  
• "Lekin Abhay... Abhay alag hai."
  

Trupti ki Soch: "Ye ladka mujhe izzat deta hai. Iske saath main Safe (Surakshit) hoon. Agar main Abhay ki Girlfriend ban gayi, toh poore college mein kisi ki himmat nahi hogi mujhe gandi nazar se dekhne ki. Vikki jaise log door rahenge. Aur waise bhi... mujhe bhi toh apni college life enjoy karni hai. Kab tak ghut-ghut kar jiyungi? Abhay handsome hai, caring hai aur sabse zaroori... wo mujhe force nahi karega."
Ye rishta uske liye sirf pyaar nahi, balki ek Suraksha Kavach (Safety Shield) bhi tha.

Trupti ne muskura kar Abhay ke haath par apna haath rakha.
Trupti: "Abhay... main jhoot nahi bolungi. Main bhi tumhe pasand karti hoon. Tum mere sabse ache dost ho."
Wo thoda ruki.
Trupti: "Lekin pichle kuch dino mein mere saath bohot kuch hua hai. Main thoda dara hua feel karti hoon. Agar hum... agar hum Slowly aage badhein? Ek dusre ko aur samjhein? Is it okay if we move forward as GF-BF, but take it slow?"
Abhay ka chehra khil utha. Use Trupti ki haan mein duniye bhar ki khushi mil gayi.
Abhay: "Bilkul Trupti! Main koi jaldbazi nahi karna chahta. Main intezaar karunga jab tak tum poori tarah comfortable na ho jao. Bas tumhara saath chahiye."

Trupti ko Abhay ki ye baat dil par lagi. Yahi toh wo chahti thi—koi aisa jo uske jism par nahi, uske dil par haq jataye.
Trupti dheere se khiski aur apna sar Abhay ke kandhe par tika diya. Abhay ne halke se apna haath Trupti ki kamar par rakha (bina kisi gandi niyat ke).
Thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Trupti ne apni aankhein band kar lin.
Trupti: (Mann mein) "Ye sahi faisla hai. Abhay ke saath main khush rahungi. Rahul mera past tha, Vikki mera bura sapna tha... par Abhay mera Future hai. Finally... main apni college life ji sakti hoon."
Door khada koi (shayad Rahul) unhe dekh raha tha, par ab Trupti ko parwah nahi thi. Wo ab 'Team Progress' ke President ki Girlfriend thi, aur ab wo safe thi.

[Joker44]

I hope you all liked the story. Do comment and let me know what you enjoyed the most and what improvements can be made. Thanks for all the support.

This is the end of Part One. Soon, the next thrilling part will begin. Tripti’s journey will take a turbulent turn as her feelings for Abhay grow stronger. At the same time, guilt toward her husband, Sanjeev, will start to consume her as she struggles with the thought of betraying him. Rahul’s jealousy will also intensify as he watches Tripti getting closer to Abhay.

I’m going to take a short break from this story as I need to finish a few other pending Stories. I’ll be back soon with the next part.

[Ankita b]

Super the story is a bomb. Three lives connected- his mom Trupti's inner woman is awaken by vicki ; abhay want to conquer his mom and rahul want his mom back but will lose her.

The game of pain ,jealousy, pleasure and cuckold.
Update is mind-blowing and a benchmark in cuckson story.

[Erotica erotica]

Yaar kya story hai....Rahul ko dard hoyna chaiyee apne ma ko khokhar kar...
Humiliate karwai aar. Friends chugli kar raha hoga.Thoda family member include kar sakte to increase drama maybe...

Update bhai: update.For me it's difficult to wait

[Abstar]

Hi bro I loved your story it gives me so many emotions. Just want you clarify ki kya ye ek cuckson story hai??

[Erotica erotica]

Hi bro I loved your story it gives me so many emotions. Just want you clarify ki kya ye ek cuckson story hai??

Haa bhai .this story is going to be finest and best cuckson story.yeh story mai abhay ultimate bull hai how rahul ko mummy trupti ko apna banelega

Tumne bhai " so many emotions" means provide your idea to make it more interesting ...

[Shiva reddy]

From south India with love , south india loves cuckson and cuck story telling


You can take  manju warrier as trupti in this story -കുക്ക്സോ
One malayalam cuckson story where a main hero control his cuckson amma's boob and milk as first sign of dominance and put a bit mark on her boob for territory mark. Son has no access to amma milk after his childhood but main hero exclusively drink her milk everyday to increase his muscle and body.Most sexy part when his amma changing dress he noticed amma boob have increased and Amma boob have become swollen and red with intense teethmark and pain.Actually milk made main hero stronger where as her son weaker due to no milk

Main hero intentionally fuck son's amma  rough and give her pain .specially the episode on son's birthday

[Fing fing]

This update is just wow some and mind-blowing,it is actually very painful for me to wait for your next update.Please update fast

[exbiixossip2]

hi bro..

bahut hi mast update tha..

par ye viraam ka time nahin hai..

sabka khada karwakar khud viraam ki baat kar rahe ho... it's not fair...

abhi to asli maza ana start hua hai.. with hot pics

[Sam.hunter7898]

Abhi tripti agar in 3no ko dhoka deke kisi teacher ke sath maje lele to ?

[Lalusingh509]

Abhi tripti agar in 3no ko dhoka deke kisi teacher ke sath maje lele to ?

Haa bhai bohot mza aajayega

[आदित्य]

Aap ishe story to continue rkhiya hum sab ke umid hai aap samjhenge request hai aapse as a writer aap apne viewer ka dhyan rkenghe

[Fing fing]

Abhi tripti agar in 3no ko dhoka deke kisi teacher ke sath maje lele to ?

I agree with you to increase jealousy of all three( abhay,rahul,vicki) teacher can be added but a strong bull like abhay must be present to secure trupti. Teacher will try upon her but abhay will kick him out. Other story writter had made mistake my allowing mom to get fucked by everyone and no one actually read the story anymore because it becomes a pure slut story and idea of cuckold just perished.

I believe , story title suggests classroom,classmate or of similar category lucky one can potential mate with her .Trupti can not be bedded by all guy who desire her otherwise it will not be cuckold story instead a cheap normal slut cheating story . Whole exclusivity and uniqueness of story will die.To make superb cuckson story and single bull must be present like abhay 

Already " teacher and mom" and " maths teacher and mom" is already present in this forum representing above theme.

Please update part 2 of the story