[Erotica erotica]

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

Yeah sahi hai.....bohot writter galti esi jagya mai kar deta hai aur story  cuckson humiliation badle normal prostitute wala story ban jata hai jow ki interesting nahi rah ta.Bilkul bakwaas.Sab se chud jate hai tow cuckson or cuckold hotai nahi hai.Please aap yeh mistake mat karna

cuckson story mai ek bull abhay rehna jaroori hai aar rahul ko humiliate or rahul kisi galti se uska ma abhay ka ho gayi.pura drama hona chaiye aar bilkul tripti ko slut mat Banna na.A strong bull abhay ki kamdhenu gai hai tripti.

[6sense]

Please do not move to other story because it's the best cuckold son story.It's emotion really hit's me and waiting for abhay to bang tripti. Update

[Sam.hunter7898]

To fir rahul ka itna bada lauda kya kare ga agar wo sirf cuckold bane ga to
Sabki maa ki chut me dale ga keya

[Lalusingh509]

Session 2 ko jaldi lao bhai plzz ? ? ? ?

[Erotica erotica]

To fir rahul ka itna bada lauda kya kare ga agar wo sirf cuckold bane ga to
Sabki maa ki chut me dale ga keya

Haa bhai...yeah cuckson story hai bhai.Rahul idhar lund banega aar udhar abhay uski ma tripti to pelaga   

Yeh incest nahi hai.Aar cuckson story mai zaroori nahi hai mom unite with son,instead idhar tripti abhay ka mal,rahul ka ex-mom...koi ristaa nahi hai.There is no need of happy ending instead complete change in both of their life will be super horny .

Cuckson story hai not mom-son,humiliation aar oainof both cuckold and cuckson makes the difference

[Ankita b]

I agree completely with @Fing fing and @erotica erotica. Only one special abhay for tripti.  To make it cuckold come cuckson it is necessary that tripti do not become slut. I would suggest to move ahead of instead normal happy ending of mother son unite  rather include diversion in relation forever by becoming wife of abhay. How sexy and kinky to think a 42 years own mom tripti giving love of mom to rahul but she is giving love of gf/wife to abhay.In long run,if she is allowed to choose between sanjeev or rahul or abhay, she will choose abhay and humiliate rest and kick them out.

 you can add- Add group study humilation and touching leg of tripti inside study table, playground humilation, body shamming, holding hand and waist of tripti infront of rahul to show dominance,exam cheating,topping and parents teacher meeting,hostel sex etc.

It will be sin if you left your reader in this situation and move to complete other stories. Remember this story is goldmine and benchmark in sex story, please update

[Sam.hunter7898]

Haa bhai...yeah cuckson story hai bhai.Rahul idhar lund banega aar udhar abhay uski ma tripti to pelaga   

Yeh incest nahi hai.Aar cuckson story mai zaroori nahi hai mom unite with son,instead idhar tripti abhay ka mal,rahul ka ex-mom...koi ristaa nahi hai.There is no need of happy ending instead complete change in both of their life will be super horny .

Cuckson story hai not mom-son,humiliation aar oainof both cuckold and cuckson makes the difference

Sex story he to var var ke sex hona chaiye, aur tripty ki abhy chode ya vicky,ya rahul , koi farak nahi parta

[Erotica erotica]

Sex story he to var var ke sex hona chaiye, aur tripty ki abhy chode ya vicky,ya rahul , koi farak nahi parta

Farak parta hai isliye story ka category hote hai jaise incest, adultery,  erotic , fantasy , voyeurism etc. Har story ka theme hota hai and ek naya life hota hai. Try to enjoy sex story of different theme and nature.Enjoy diversity 

Every story tells a different story brother and that makes the difference.

[Fing fing]

I agree completely with @Fing fing and @erotica erotica. Only one special abhay for tripti.  To make it cuckold come cuckson it is necessary that tripti do not become slut. I would suggest to move ahead of instead normal happy ending of mother son unite  rather include diversion in relation forever by becoming wife of abhay. How sexy and kinky to think a 42 years own mom tripti giving love of mom to rahul but she is giving love of gf/wife to abhay.In long run,if she is allowed to choose between sanjeev or rahul or abhay, she will choose abhay and humiliate rest and kick them out.

 you can add- Add group study humilation and touching leg of tripti inside study table, playground humilation, body shamming, holding hand and waist of tripti infront of rahul to show dominance,exam cheating,topping and parents teacher meeting,hostel sex etc.

To save rahul form scandal and face loss of family, tripti introduce abhay to other family member as her son and deny any relation with rahul to save rahul: sanjeev acepted and adopted .As soon as Tripti acepted abhay as her new son in home, Tripti  reveals abhay that she is married to sanjeev but do not reveal rahul as their son.Abhay leave no opportunity to suck tripti milk as she become mom in real rahul's house.;imagine how sexy.....No classmate will know this new arrangement forever. With this news abhay got disheartened but he become even more aggressive to make tripti completely from rahul and sanjeev. cuckson Rahul want to save his mom tripti but abhay had other plans....( Even tripti family friends compare abhay is real man of tripti). Abhay will leave no room to cuckold rahul and sanjeev both in college and also home.It time to add family drama

Hence- Tripti become gf of abhay in college and she become real mom in rahul's home and later she become wife of abhay completely .  This arrangement will be made by Rahul and  sanjeev ......Make it sexy, humiliating,complex,kinky cucky story and particularly this story have endless plot and drama.

It will be sin if you left your reader in this situation and move to complete other stories. Remember this story is goldmine and benchmark in sex story, please update

OMG super cucky and kinky idea hmmm wow but i disagree...

  It is not good to adopt abhay by tript and sanjeev . It's better to keep in college and later new life. It may kill the story eroticness

Anyway  please do not leave us and start to give update fast
Update!!

[Deep seed]

Please update !! Can't wait to see twist after tripti became gf of abhay. Let see how abhay wins tripti.please please please update

[Mom'sbigboob's]

Buddy yaha sabh log apni ideas share kar rahen hain...but you have to go with your plot..if you mixed your plot with others idea's than surely story will be going bore.... keep these story with original plot and continue by making tripti three of the boys gf....I ussely happened in college....at show the original love of his life is Sanjeev and Rahul.... don't make her to marry any one.... because in next season she is going to be a business women with Rahul

[Lalusingh509]

Buddy yaha sabh log apni ideas share kar rahen hain...but you have to go with your plot..if you mixed your plot with others idea's than surely story will be going bore.... keep these story with original plot and continue by making tripti three of the boys gf....I ussely happened in college....at show the original love of his life is Sanjeev and Rahul.... don't make her to marry any one.... because in next season she is going to be a business women with Rahul

Session 2 me phle rahul aur niti ko ek shat lao because tripti to abhay ke shat rhegi class room me vo dono college ke pure ek saal keliye college mahamantri hai hai jab abhay aur tripti ka bich me sex ka mahol bne usper focus kre aur rahul aur niti ke shat sex seen ho but ab rahul apni mom ko kisi dusre tarike se haasil kre like that rahul kuch aish kre ke tripti ko rahul se love hojaye 1-2 baar abhay ke shat sex kre aur tripti 1 baar apne bete ke shat sex kre jab kisi party me tripti ko shat lejaye aur vha drink kerle bohot hi jaydya aur room per aaye abhay aur tripti sex ke liye but yha per full romance ho dono ke niche ider rahul kuch aishe kre kaam abhay ke jaane hi pde pur raat ke out of college tab tripti ko rahul dikhe samne usko apne kamre ander kecch le aur dono maa aur bete sex kre mza aayega aur phir rahul apni mom se bole ki  me bhi aapke paass me rhuga aapka khayal rakhuga aur ghar per ye sab baate nhi kruga dad ke samane plzz app ghar chaliye  plzz ❤️❤️❤️

[Joker44]

Thank you all for your love and suggestions for this story. I’m really happy to read your thoughts and support. I will continue writing the story in my own way, and I hope you will enjoy the journey with me.

Right now, I am working on the endings of my other stories, so there will be a short break for this one. After the break, you can expect a big and exciting update.

I will include a few small suggestions that I really liked, but I won’t be changing the major plot or the main characters. The story will stay true to its original theme and vision.

I have restarted this story from another writer who did a great job initially but later got confused due to readers’ demands and had to stop. I hope you will enjoy my version and the ideas I have planned for it.

[Fing fing]

Thank you all for your love and suggestions for this story. I’m really happy to read your thoughts and support. I will continue writing the story in my own way, and I hope you will enjoy the journey with me.

Right now, I am working on the endings of my other stories, so there will be a short break for this one. After the break, you can expect a big and exciting update.

I will include a few small suggestions that I really liked, but I won’t be changing the major plot or the main characters. The story will stay true to its original theme and vision.

I have restarted this story from another writer who did a great job initially but later got confused due to readers’ demands and had to stop. I hope you will enjoy my version and the ideas I have planned for it.

Yes brother,I bet you this story will be a benchmark cuckson story. Please don't take too much time,I will be waiting for your update.

[Fing fing]

Buddy yaha sabh log apni ideas share kar rahen hain...but you have to go with your plot..if you mixed your plot with others idea's than surely story will be going bore.... keep these story with original plot and continue by making tripti three of the boys gf....I ussely happened in college....at show the original love of his life is Sanjeev and Rahul.... don't make her to marry any one.... because in next season she is going to be a business women with Rahul

This idea is already written in this forum in mom son sex story  and cheating story in English forum ( " Husband doubt" ) nothing news. Basically again a normal cheap and slut mom son story with no erotic feeling left behind.By turning tripti as slut ; there will be no sense of exclusivity ,erotic or cuckold feeling .....just normal story.

Why not new idea pops other than mom-son,why not destruction of earlier relation  take place??, why will not a cuck lose his mom,why will not she not marry again ,is this a rule that 42 years woman will stay with her son and sajeev when universe has other plan??
.....

Change is constant in this universe; destruction is needed ...This forum need to think beyond mom son story.

[Ankita b]

Joker 44, there are some guys who want to divert this story to same incest and check what they have done to other stories. They turned stories in big ass hole...

If you do not believe me, check forum and find out how they fucked all the story by making main character a pure prostitute or slut and then fucking with their son and end up making a cheap story. No one read that kind of story and who cares what a slut does??

I believe you should stick to orginal idea of cuck and make it interesting and pack it up with humiliation . Definitely unite Abhay and tripti and kick out rest rahul and sajeev .Do not make mistake by turning Tripti into slut of three boys and in turn you will kill this beautiful story. Sticky with cuck concept strictly

[Ravi1991]

Joker 44, there are some guys who want to divert this story to same incest and check what they have done to other stories. They turned stories in big ass hole...

If you do not believe me,  check forum and find out how they fucked all the story by making main character a pure prostitute or slut and then fucking with their son and end up making a cheap story. No one read that kind of story and who cares what a slut does??

I believe you should stick to orginal idea of cuck and make it interesting and pack it up with humiliation . Definitely unite Abhay and tripti and kick out rest rahul and sajeev .Do not make mistake by turning Tripti into slut of three boys and in turn you will kill this beautiful story. Sticky with cuck concept strictly

I agree  

[Erotica erotica]

cucky wala idea sahi hai and stick to your plan. For me Tripti ko sirf uska bull aar partner abhay silf chode.Tripti deserve better in her life

Jab Tripti ko milega abhay jaise bull tow  rahul ka koi chance yeh nahi hai. Uski mummy ki aaar ka mal banegaa






Jab tripti ko milega better partner  tow uska sath e breeding karega na.
bully Abhay easily breaks (Tripti) mother's love for you rahul by complete dominance






Rahul mom Tripti is not even thinking about rahul  after becoming gf of abhay forever right now



Tripti ko hostel mai abhay chodega and cuck rahul kuch nahi kar payega



This is exactly why Tripti will leave sanjeev and rahul  and marry with abhay








ultimate
Reason of rahul losing his mom tripti forever in hand of abhay
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[exbiixossip2]

next update bro.. i like it but dil maange more

[Joker44]

Election ki wo hungame bhari raat guzar chuki thi. Agli subah college ka maahaul bilkul badla hua tha. Hawa mein ab darr ya tension nahi, balki jeet ki khushi aur nayi afwahon (gossips) ki mehak thi. Vikki ka khauf gayab ho chuka tha aur har taraf sirf 'Team Progress' ki charcha thi.
Trupti Ka Naya Avataar: Ishq Ka Rang
Subah ke 10 baje Trupti apne hostel room mein aaine ke saamne khadi thi. Aaj uske chehre par wo pareshani nahi thi jo pichle ek mahine se thi. Aaj wo halke (light) feel kar rahi thi.
Kyuki ab wo 'Officially' Abhay ki Girlfriend thi, usne socha ki aaj kuch alag pehna jaye. Usne 'Sati-Savitri' aur 'Bold' ke beech ka ek rasta chuna—Romance.
 * Dress: Trupti ne ek Baby Pink (Gulabi) rang ka Cotton Churidar Suit pehna tha. Pink rang uski gori twacha par khil raha tha aur use uski umar se 10 saal chhota dikha raha tha.
 * Style: Dupatta side mein pin kiya hua tha, jisse uska suhdol shareer (curvy body) elegantly dikh raha tha. Baalon ko khula rakha tha aur hothon par halki Pink Gloss lagayi thi.
 * Vibe: Wo ek nayi-naweli dulhan toh nahi, par ek Nayi Premika zaroor lag rahi thi.
Trupti: (Muskurate hue) “College life ka asli maza ab shuru hoga. No Vikki, No tension. Sirf main aur Abhay.”



Canteen Mein Entry: "Bhabhi Ji Aa Gayin"
Jaise hi Trupti College Canteen mein dakhil hui, wahan baithe students mein khus-fus shuru ho gayi. Sabki nazrein us par thin. Kuch ladke jo kal tak use gandi nazar se dekhte the, aaj nazrein jhuka kar 'Namaste' kar rahe the—kyunki ab wo 'Bhai ki Bandi' thi.
Abhay pehle se hi wahan apne doston ke saath baitha tha. Trupti ko Pink suit mein dekh kar wo apni chair se khada ho gaya.
Abhay: (Smile karte hue) “Wow! Good Morning Madam Vice President. Aaj toh college ka mausam hi gulabi kar diya tumne.”
Trupti sharma gayi. Usne aas-paas dekha aur Abhay ke paas wali chair par baith gayi.
Trupti: “Good Morning Mr. President. Makhan lagana band karo aur batao nashte mein kya hai? Mujhe bohot bhook lagi hai.”
Abhay: “Tumhare liye special Masala Dosa order kiya hai. Aur meri taraf se coffee.”
Dono ke beech ki ye chemistry saaf dikh rahi thi. Wo dono ek mature couple lag rahe the jo ek-dusre ki company enjoy kar rahe the.
Rahul Ki Entry: Kabab Mein Haddi
Tabhi canteen ke darwaze par Rahul dikhayi diya. Uski aankhein suji hui thin, shayad raat bhar theek se so nahi paya tha. Jaise hi wo andar aaya, uski nazar us table par padi jahan Trupti aur Abhay has-has kar baatein kar rahe the.
Rahul ka dil jalan (jealousy) se jal utha.
Usne dekha ki Abhay ne apne haath se Dosa ka ek tukda toda aur Trupti ko khilaya. Trupti ne bhi bina nakhre kiye wo tukda kha liya aur muskura kar tissue se Abhay ke hothon par lagi chutney saaf ki.
Rahul: (Mann mein) “Hadh hai! Kal tak main iska beta aur lover tha, aur aaj ye mujhe bhool kar Abhay ke saath honeymoon mana rahi hai? Wo haath jo mere hothon par hona chahiye tha, wo Abhay ka muh saaf kar raha hai.”
Lekin wo majboor tha. Use 'Dost' aur 'Bhai' ka role nibhana tha.
Jhoothi Muskaan Aur Bhai Wala Pyar
Rahul table ke paas pahuncha.
Rahul: (Fake Josh ke saath) “Good Morning love birds! Kya chal raha hai?”
Abhay ne Rahul ko dekha aur haath badhaya.
Abhay: “Aaja Rahul! Baith. Hum bas election ki thakan mita rahe the. Tu bhi kha le.”
Rahul baith gaya. Trupti ne Rahul ko dekha. Uski aankhon mein ek warning thi—"Limit mein rehna."
Trupti: (Bade pyaar se, par didi wale tone mein) “Rahul, tum thik ho na? Aankhein laal lag rahi hain. Raat ko der tak jage the kya?”
Rahul ko ye sunkar gussa aaya ki Trupti use aise treat kar rahi hai jaise wo koi chhota bacha ho.
Rahul: “Haan... bas thoda padhai kar raha tha. Waise Trupti... I mean Didi... sorry, Trupti ji, aap bohot khush lag rahi hain.”
Trupti: (Abhay ka haath pakad kar) “Khush kyun na ho? Jab itna caring partner aur itna acha... dost (pointing to Rahul) saath ho, toh khushi toh hogi hi.”
Abhay ne Trupti ka haath table ke upar hi pakad liya aur halka sa dabaya. Rahul ki nazrein unke jude hue haathon par chipak gayin. Use wo raat yaad aayi jab yahi haath uske lund ko pakde hue the. Aur aaj ye haath Abhay ke haathon mein the.



Nashte ke baad teeno class ki taraf gaye. Aaj pehli baar Trupti, Niti ya baaki ladkiyon ke saath nahi, balki Abhay ke saath bench par baithi.
Lecture chal raha tha, Professor kuch padha rahe the, par Trupti aur Abhay ka dhyan ek-dusre par tha.
Desk ke neeche, Abhay ne Trupti ka pair (foot) apne pair se touch kiya. Trupti ne chounk kar Abhay ko dekha, Abhay ne aankh maar di. Trupti ne muskurate hue apna chehra kitab ke piche chupa liya.
Piche wali bench par baitha Rahul ye sab dekh raha tha. Wo dekh pa raha tha ki kaise Abhay baar-baar Trupti ke kandhe par jhuk kar kuch fusfusa raha hai aur Trupti dhire-dheere hans rahi hai.
Rahul: (Copy par pen ghodte hue) “Ye Abhay kuch zyada hi chipak raha hai. Maa bhi usko full chhoot de rahi hai. Agar isne class mein hi kuch kar diya toh? Mujhe in par nazar rakhni padegi... 'Behan' ki raksha ke naam par hi sahi.”
Sukoon Bhara Din
College khatam hone tak, Trupti ne mehsoos kiya ki ye uska pichle kai saalon mein sabse normal aur happy din tha. Koi darr nahi, koi blackmail nahi. Bas padhai, dosti aur halka-fulka romance.
Sham ko jab Abhay use hostel drop karne aaya, toh usne Trupti ke maathe par ek Gentle Kiss kiya.
Abhay: “Bye Trupti. Kal milte hain.”
Trupti: (Sharma kar) “Bye Abhay.”
Trupti hostel ke andar chali gayi, ek nayi umang ke saath. Aur gate ke piche chupa Rahul, mutthi bhiche khada tha.
Rahul: (Khud se) “Enjoy kar lo Maa... jitna karna hai. Par yaad rakhna, khoon ka rishta paani se gehra hota hai. Main tumhe bhoola nahi hoon.”

Ravivaar (Sunday) ki subah thi. Amalner shehar mein mausam suhana tha, halki thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Hostel mein zyadatar ladkiyan der tak so rahi thin, lekin Trupti subah 7 baje hi uth gayi thi. Aaj ka din uske liye behad khaas tha. Pichle 20 saalon mein pehli baar wo kisi 'Date' par jaane wali thi—wo bhi apne College Boyfriend Abhay ke saath.
Taiyari: 'Girlfriend' Wala Roop (Hot & Classy)
Trupti naha-dho kar aaine ke saamne aayi. Usne wardrobe khola aur socha—"Aaj kya pehnu? Abhay ko impress bhi karna hai aur thoda... thoda sexy bhi dikhna hai."
Usne saree ya salwar suit chhod kar aaj kuch Modern chunne ka faisla kiya.
 * Top: Usne ek Gehra Laal (Deep Red) rang ka Sleeveless Top pehna. Ye top uske shareer par bilkul fit (body-hugging) tha. Gale ka cut (neckline) thoda deep tha, jisse uske gore cleavage ki ek jhalak saaf dikh rahi thi.
 * Bottom: Niche usne Black Skin-Tight Jeans pehni, jisne uski bhari hui jaanghon (thighs) aur gol-matol pichwade (ass) ko ek perfect shape diya hua tha.
 * Makeup: Aankhon mein kajal, hothon par Red Matte Lipstick aur baalon ko High Ponytail mein bandha taaki bike par hawa mein udein.
 * Fragrance: Usne gardan aur cleavage par dher saara perfume chhidka.
Khud ko dekh kar Trupti muskurayi. Wo ek 40 saal ki aurat nahi, balki 24-25 saal ki Hot Bomb lag rahi thi.
Trupti: (Khud se) “Taiyaar ho jao Abhay Babu... Aaj Trupti madam aapka dil aur dimaag dono ghuma dengi.”









Abhay Ki Entry: Aankhon Mein Chamak
Thik 10 baje hostel ke gate par bike ka horn baja. Trupti handbag lekar neeche utri.
Gate par Abhay apni Black Pulsar bike par baitha intezaar kar raha tha. Usne Blue Shirt aur Jeans pehni thi aur sunglasses lagaye hue the. Jaise hi uski nazar Trupti par padi, usne apna chashma neeche kiya aur muh khula ka khula reh gaya.
Trupti sharmaate hue paas aayi.
Trupti: “Muh band kar lo Mr. President... makkhi ghus jayegi.”
Abhay: (Hosh mein aate hue) “Wow Trupti! Aaj toh tumne kasam kha rakhi hai kisi ko heart attack dene ki. You look... Stunning and very Hot.”
Abhay ki 'Hot' wali taarif sunkar Trupti ke gaal laal ho gaye. Usne halke se Abhay ke kandhe par mara.
Trupti: “Chup raho... chalo ab. Kahan le ja rahe ho?”
Bike Ride: Beech Ka Faasla
Abhay: “Surprise hai. Baitho.”
Trupti bike par piche baith gayi. Shuruat mein, thodi jhijhak (hesitation) ki wajah se, usne Abhay aur apne beech mein thoda Gap (Faasla) rakha. Usne apne haath piche grab rail par rakhe the, taaki wo Abhay ko touch na kare.
Bike start hui aur hawa se baatein karne lagi. Trupti ke baal hawa mein udd kar Abhay ke chehre aur gardan par lag rahe the, jisse Abhay ko ek meethi si gudgudi ho rahi thi.
Abhay: (Tez aawaz mein) “Trupti! Thoda aage aaja, gir jaogi piche se.”
Trupti: “Nahi... main thik hoon. Tum bas dhyaan se chalao.”
Speed Breaker Aur Naram Takkar
Rasta thoda kharaab tha aur aage ek bada Speed Breaker aa gaya. Abhay ne jaan-bujh kar ya galti se, bike ki brake thodi zor se lagayi.
‘KACHHHH!’
Jhatka lagte hi Trupti ka santulan bigda. Wo piche se fisal kar seedha aage aayi aur Abhay ki peeth (back) se zor se takra gayi.
Takkar itni tez thi ki Trupti ke 38-inch ke bhare hue, naram stan (boobs) Abhay ki sakht peeth par poori tarah Pichak (Pressed) gaye.
Trupti: “Ahhh... Abhay dekh ke...”
Lekin jaise hi wo takrayi, ek bijli ka current dono ke shareer mein daud gaya.
 * Abhay: Use apni peeth par do bade, naram gubbaron ka dabav mehsoos hua. Wo ehsaas itna garam aur nasha dene wala tha ki uski pakad handle par tight ho gayi.
 * Trupti: Uske nipples (jo deep neck top ke andar the) Abhay ki shirt ke kapde se ragad kha gaye. Ye ragad uske liye sharam se zyada maza lekar aayi.
Chipakna Aur Speed Badhana
Trupti ne khud ko piche karne ki koshish ki, par tabhi Abhay ne bike ki race (accelerator) bada di.
‘VROOOOMMM!’
Bike tezi se aage badhi. Physics ke niyam ke anusaar, Trupti wapas piche jaane ke bajaye aur zor se Abhay se chipak gayi. Is baar usne darr ke maare apne dono haath aage badhaye aur Abhay ko kamar (waist) se kas ke pakad liya.
Ab unke beech koi Gap nahi tha. Trupti ka poora aage ka hissa Abhay ki peeth par chipka hua tha. Bike ki vibration se uske boobs Abhay ki peeth par massage kar rahe the.
Abhay: (Mann mein) “Oh God... ye feeling... Trupti ke paas toh khazana hai. Kitne soft hain ye.”
Abhay ko maza aane laga. Usne bike ki speed kam nahi ki, balki hawa ko cheerte hue aur tez bhagane laga taaki Trupti usse alag na ho sake.
Maa Ka Dil, Premika Ka Jism
Trupti ne apna chehra Abhay ke kandhe par rakh diya taaki hawa se bach sake. Usne mehsoos kiya ki Abhay jaan-bujh kar speed mein chala raha hai. Pehle use sharam aayi, par phir usne socha:
Trupti: (Mann mein) “Ye mera Boyfriend hai... iska haq banta hai. Waise bhi... mujhe bhi acha lag raha hai iske itne kareeb hona. Kitna strong hai ye.”
Trupti ne apni pakad aur mazboot kar li. Usne apne stanon ko Abhay ki peeth par aur zor se daba diya. Ye uska Silent Signal tha ki—'Main comfortable hoon, tum enjoy kar sakte ho'.'*
Bike highway par daud rahi thi. Trupti ki chhati ki garmi Abhay ki peeth ko jala rahi thi. Ye Public mein Private Romance tha.
Raaste bhar, har break aur har bump par, Trupti ke soft assets Abhay ko yaad दिला rahe the ki aaj ki date sirf baaton wali nahi, balki kuch aur bhi ho sakti hai.




Amalner ke shor se door, shehar ke bahar ek chhota lekin behad khubsurat Waterfall (Jharna) tha. Chattan se girta hua doodhiya paani aur charo taraf hariyali ek perfect romantic spot bana rahe the. Abhay ne bike parking mein lagayi. Dono ne helmets utare aur ek dusre ko dekh kar muskuraye.
Abhay: “Kaisa laga surprise?”
Trupti: (Aankhein chamka kar) “Bohot suhana hai Abhay! Maine socha nahi tha yahan aisi jagah bhi hogi.”
Dono ne thodi Hiking ki. Kacche raasto par chalte hue Abhay ne kayi baar Trupti ka haath thama taaki wo phisal na jaye. Har sparsh Trupti ko aur kareeb la raha tha. Waterfall ke paas pahunch kar unhone kuch selfies li. Trupti ke Sleeveless Red Top aur Tight Jeans mein wo kudrat ke nazaron se zyada haseen lag rahi thi.
Paani Mein Masti Aur Bheega Badan
Dhoop tez thi, aur paani ki sheetalta (coolness) unhe apni taraf kheench rahi thi. Pehle Abhay paani mein utra.
Abhay: (Paani uchat-te hue) “Aaja Trupti! Paani bohot thanda aur fresh hai.”
Trupti: “Nahi Abhay... mere kapde gile ho jayenge. Main kinare par hi thik hoon.”
Lekin Abhay kahan manne wala tha. Usne apne haath mein paani bhara aur zor se Trupti ki taraf uchhal diya.
‘SPLASHHH!’
Trupti poori bheeg gayi. Usne chilla kar kaha: “Abhay! Ye kya kiya? Ruko abhi batati hoon.”
Gusse aur masti mein Trupti bhi paani mein kood gayi. Usne bhi Abhay par paani fekna shuru kar diya. Dono bacchon ki tarah ek-dusre par paani uchhal rahe the, hans rahe the. Waterfall ke shor mein unki hansi goonj rahi thi.
Fisalna Aur Girna: Nazron Ka Shikaar
Masti karte hue achanak Trupti ka pair ek chikne patthar (slippery stone) par pad gaya.
‘Ahhh...’
Wo santulan kho baithi aur Dhaam se paani mein gir gayi. Abhay turant use bachane lapka.
Abhay: “Trupti! Lagi toh nahi?”
Abhay ne Trupti ko baahon se pakad kar khada kiya. Trupti buri tarah khaans rahi thi, par jab wo seedhi khadi hui, toh Abhay ki nazrein us par jam gayin.
Red Top Ke Neeche Ubhaar
Paani mein bheegne ki wajah se Trupti ka Gehra Laal (Deep Red) Top ab uske sharir par kisi Doosri Khaal (Second Skin) ki tarah chipak gaya tha.
 * Boobs: Uske 38-inch ke bhare hue stan top ke neeche poori tarah ubhar aaye the. Kapda gila hone ki wajah se wo Transparent ho gaya tha, aur uske andar pehni hui Black Bra saaf jhalak rahi thi.
 * Nipples: Thande paani ki wajah se uske Nipples lohe ki keel ki tarah sakht hokar khade ho gaye the. Wo bra aur top ke kapde ko cheer kar bahar aane ko betaab lag rahe the. Unka nukila aakar (pointy shape) saaf dikh raha tha.
 * Pet aur Naabhi: Top uske pet par chipak gaya tha, jisse uski gehri naabhi aur pet ke folds kaafi sexy lag rahe the.
Abhay ki saansein atak gayin. Usne Trupti ko pehle bhi sexy kapdon mein dekha tha, par ye Bheega Hua Roop (Wet Look) kuch aur hi tha. Trupti kisi jalpari se kam nahi lag rahi thi.
Nazrein Aur Ehsaas
Trupti ne dekha ki Abhay use kaise ghoor raha hai—seedha uske seene par. Pehle use sharam aayi aur usne apne haath se apne chest ko dhakne ki koshish ki.
Trupti: (Sharmaate hue) “Abhay... aise mat dekho... main poori gili hoon.”
Abhay ne Trupti ke haath ko halke se pakad kar niche kar diya.
Abhay: (Gehri aawaz mein) “Mat chhupao Trupti. Tum is waqt duniya ki sabse khubsurat aurat lag rahi ho. Tumhare is bheege roop ne mere hosh uda diye hain.”
Trupti ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. Use Abhay ki aankhon mein hawas nahi, balki ek Prashansa (Admiration) aur Pyaar dikh raha tha. Usne apni sharam chhod di aur khule aam Abhay ke saamne khadi ho gayi, apne bheege jism ki numaish karte hue.
Trupti: (Dheere se) “Sach mein achhi lag rahi hoon?”
Abhay: (Kareeb aate hue) “Achhi nahi... Jaanlewa. Mann kar raha hai bas tumhe dekhta rahoon... aur...”
Abhay Trupti ke bohot kareeb aa gaya. Unke bheege kapde aapas mein ragad khane lage. Abhay ke jism ki garmi thande paani mein bhi Trupti ko mehsoos ho rahi thi. Trupti ne apni aankhein band kar lin, intezaar karte hue ki shayad ab wo pal aayega.
 



Paani ki boondein unke chehron par gir rahi thin, par unhe sirf ek-dusre ki saansein sunayi de rahi thin. Abhay Trupti ke itne kareeb tha ki uske bheege shirt ki buttons Trupti ke geele Red Top mein chubh rahe the. Trupti ki aankhein band thin, uska chehra upar utha hua tha, aur uske hoth tharthara rahe the.
Abhay ne apna haath Trupti ke peeche le jakar uske bheege baalon mein daal diya. Usne Trupti ka chehra apne haathon mein thama aur dheere se jhuk kar apne hoth Trupti ke hothon par rakh diye.
Pani Mein Aag: Deep Kiss
Trupti ne is kiss ka intezaar kiya tha. Usne koi virodh nahi kiya, balki apne hothon ko khol kar Abhay ka swagat kiya. Abhay ne pehle halke se Trupti ke hothon ko chusa, phir dheere-dheere passion badhta gaya.
Abhay ki zabaan (tongue) Trupti ke munh ke andar dakhil hui aur wahan maujood har hisse ko tatolne lagi. Trupti ne apni zabaan se uska saath diya. Dono ke beech saliva exchange ho raha tha. Waterfall ka shor tha, par unke kaanon mein sirf unki dhadkanein gunj rahi thin.
Vikki ke us gande hadse ke baad Trupti andar se toot (vulnerable) chuki thi aur pyasi (horny) thi. Abhay ka ye pyaar bhara touch use marham jaisa lag raha tha, par saath hi uski dabi hui jismani bhookh ko bhi jaga raha tha. Trupti ki pindliyan (legs) kaanpne lagin. Usne apne haath Abhay ke kandhon par rakh diye aur use apni taraf kheencha.
Bheege Boobs Aur Dabaav
Kiss karte hue Abhay ka ek haath neeche phisla aur Trupti ke Left Boob par aa gaya. Gila top hone ki wajah se Trupti ka stan poori tarah nanga mehsoos ho raha tha. Abhay ne use apne panje mein bhar kar halke se press (daba) kiya.
Trupti: (Munh ke andar hi) “Mmmhhh... Abhay... ahhh...”
Dabne par Trupti ke nipple ne Abhay ki hatheli par chubhan paida ki. Trupti ki kamar pani mein hi hilne lagi. Uske moans (siskiyaan) Abhay ke munh mein ghul rahe the. Wo is pal mein kho gayi thi.




Rukna Aur Muskurana
Jab ehsaas hua ki baat bohot aage badh rahi hai, Trupti ne halka sa piche hat kar kiss toda. Dono haanf (gasping) rahe the. Unke maathe aapas mein tike hue the. Pani unke chehron se tapak raha tha.
Kuch der tak sannata raha. Phir dono ne ek-dusre ko dekha aur khilkhila kar hans pade. Ye hansi sharam ki nahi, balki khushi aur apnapan ki thi.
Unhone paani se bahar nikal kar khud ko sukhaya. Kapde abhi bhi namm the, par dilon mein garmi thi. Trupti ne Abhay ka haath pakda aur dono wapas parking ki taraf chal pade.
Trupti ne apna sar Abhay ke kandhe (shoulder) par tika diya. Abhay ne use apni baahon mein bhar liya. Trupti ko laga ki aakhirkar use wo Panah (Shelter) mil gayi hai jahan wo surakshit hai.
Trupti: (Mann mein) “Shukriya zindagi... mujhe ye pal dene ke liye.”


Sham dhalne ko thi. Suraj ki naram, kesariya (orange) roshni aasmaan mein phaili hui thi. Shehar ke bahar wale us khubsurat jharne se wapas laut-te waqt Trupti ka mann kisi panchhi ki tarah hawa mein ud raha tha.
Abhay ki bike highway par ek steady raftar mein daud rahi thi. Subah jab wo aayi thi, toh uske mann mein jhijhak aur thoda darr tha. Par ab wapas jaate waqt, Trupti ne Abhay ko piche se poori taqat aur pyaar se gale laga rakha tha.
Usne apna sar Abhay ki chaudi peeth (broad back) par tika diya tha aur apni aankhein band kar li thin. Hawa ke jhonke uske bikhre hue, abhi bhi namm baalon ko uda rahe the. Bike ki vibration se use ek ajeeb sa sukoon mil raha tha.
Trupti: (Mann mein) “Kitna sukoon hai yahan... iski baahon ke ghere mein. Aisa lag raha hai jaise duniya ki saari pareshaniyan, saara darr, piche kahin dhuein mein udd gaya hai. Na Vikki ka khauf, na Rahul ki wo gandi zidd... bas main aur Abhay.”
Usne apni pakad aur mazboot kar li, jaise wo is pal ko kabhi jaane nahi dena chahti thi. Abhay ne bhi ek haath handle se hata kar Trupti ke haath par rakha aur use halke se sehlaaya (caressed). Wo sparsh Trupti ke dil tak utar gaya.

Jab hostel ka gate aaya, toh Trupti ka mann hua ki rasta kabhi khatam hi na ho. Bike ruki. Trupti dheere se utri, par uski nazrein Abhay se hat nahi rahi thin.
Abhay: (Helmet utaar kar, muskurate hue) “Pahunch gaye Madam Vice President. Kaisa raha aaj ka din?”
Trupti: (Chehre par ek badi si muskaan ke saath) “Zindagi ka sabse khubsurat din Abhay. Aaj main wahi College Life jee paayi jiska sapna lekar main yahan aayi thi. Thank you mujhe itna special feel karane ke liye.”
Abhay: “Tum ho hi special Trupti. Ab jao, rest karo. Kal college mein milte hain.”
Jaane se pehle, Trupti ne idhar-udhar dekha ki koi dekh toh nahi raha, aur phir jaldi se aage badh kar Abhay ke haath par ek chhota sa kiss kiya.
Trupti: “Goodnight Abhay.”
Wo sharma kar hostel ke andar bhaag gayi, bilkul kisi 18 saal ki ladki ki tarah jo apni pehli date se wapas aayi ho.
Aaine Mein Ek Nayi Aurat
Apne room mein pahunch kar Trupti ne darwaza lock kiya aur seedha bed par gir gayi. Usne chhat (ceiling) ko dekha aur zor se hansi. Ye hansi kisi joke par nahi, balki uski aazadi aur khushi ki hansi thi.
Wo uthi aur aaine ke saamne gayi. Uske kapde abhi bhi thode namm the, makeup utar chuka tha, baal bikhre the—par uske chehre par jo Glow (Chamak) tha, wo kisi mehnge makeup se nahi aa sakta tha.
Usne apne hothon par ungli pheri, jahan jharne ke niche Abhay ne use kiss kiya tha.
Trupti: (Aaine mein khud se baatein karte hue) “Main kitni khush hoon aaj! Sach mein... pichle 20 saalon mein Sanjeev ke saath reh kar main bhool hi gayi thi ki jeena kise kehte hain. Ghar, grihasti, bacha... isi mein dab kar reh gayi thi. Par aaj... aaj mujhe lag raha hai ki main zinda hoon.”
Uske dimaag mein purane khayal aaye.
 * “Rahul ne mujhe kitna stress diya tha... usne mujhe 'Maa' se 'Item' bana diya tha. Uska wo possessiveness, wo gandi harkatein... mujhe ghutan hoti thi.”
 * “Vikki ne toh mujhe tod hi diya tha. Us janwar ne mujhe nocha.”
Lekin phir Abhay ka chehra saamne aaya.
 * “Par Abhay... wo alag hai. Wo mujhe 'chahata' hai, bhogta nahi hai. Uske saath main safe hoon. Uske saath main hans sakti hoon, ro sakti hoon. Agar main uski Girlfriend bani rahungi, toh koi mujhe tang karne ki himmat nahi karega. Rahul bhi door rahega aur Vikki toh ab khatam ho chuka hai.”

Trupti ne kapde badle aur ek comfortable nighty pehen li. Wo bed par leti aur takiye ko gale laga liya, ye sochte hue ki ye Abhay hai.
Trupti: (Aankhein band karke) “Sab theek ho gaya hai. Bhagwan ne meri sun li. Ab bas padhai aur Abhay... meri life set hai.”
Usne ek gehri, sukoon bhari saans li aur gehri neend mein so gayi. Aaj use koi bura sapna nahi aaya. Wo bekhabar thi ki shanti aksar toofan se pehle aati hai, aur jise wo 'Theek' samajh rahi hai (Rahul), wo abhi bhi andhere mein baitha kuch aur hi bun raha hai.