Misc. Erotica Maa bani Classmate

[Joker44]

College ki pehli raat hostel ki deewaron mein ek ajeeb si bechaini lekar aayi thi. Goa ki azaadi ke baad hostel ke niyam Trupti ko kisi bedi (chains) ki tarah lag rahe the, par uska jism Abhay ki mardana garmi ke liye is qadar tadap raha ko wo koi bhi khatra uthane ko taiyar thi.



Raat ke 11 baje chuke the. Corridor mein light madham thi. Kriti, jo Trupti ki roommate aur uske har raaz ki saathi ban chuki thi, darwaze par peeth tikaye khadi thi. Usne corridor mein nazar maari aur Trupti ko ishaara kiya. Trupti ne dabe paaon hostel ke pichhle raaste ka chota darwaza khola jahan Abhay pehle se hi andhere mein chhupa khada tha. Bina ek shabd kahe, Trupti ne uska haath pakda aur use apne kamre ke andar kheencha.




"Dhyan rakhna Kriti," Trupti ne haanfte hue kaha. Kriti ne bas ek shaitani muskaan di aur bahar 'lookout' ban kar khadi ho gayi.


Darwaza band hote hi kamre mein ek gehri khamoshi chha gayi, jo sirf un dono ki tez saanson se toot rahi thi. Abhay ne andhere mein hi Trupti ko deewar se sata diya. Usne Trupti ke chehre ko apne dono haathon mein bhara.


"Trupti... tumhe pata hai ye do din mere liye kaise nikle?" Abhay ki aawaz thar-thar rahi thi, usme ek sachi tadap thi. "Main... main sach mein ro diya tha tumhe miss karte hue. Har waqt bas tumhara wo chehra, tumhari wo mehak mere dimaag mein ghoom rahi thi. Mujhe laga main pagal ho jaunga."


Trupti ka dil pighal gaya. Ek 21 saal ka jawan ladka, jo poore college ka hero tha, wo uske liye ro raha tha. Usne Abhay ki aankhon mein dekha—Abhay ke liye wo sirf ek 'College Girl' thi jise wo dunya mein sabse zyada chahta tha. Use zara bhi ilm nahi tha ki jise wo baahon mein bhare hue hai, wo ek shadi-shuda aurat aur uske dost Rahul ki Maa hai.


"Main bhi Abhay... maine bhi sirf tumhare baare mein socha," Trupti ne fusfusaya aur Abhay ke hothon par apne hoth rakh diye.


Ye kiss tender tha, dhima tha, par dhire-dheere ye ek wehshi aag mein badalne laga. Abhay ki jeebh Trupti ke muh mein kisi geeli aag ki tarah ghoomne lagi. Trupti ne apni baahein Abhay ke muscular gale mein daal din aur use apne aur kareeb kheencha.



Par unhe ye nahi pata tha ki is kamre mein sirf wo dono nahi the.


Hostel ke doosre kone mein, apne ladkon waale kamre mein, Rahul bed par leta hua tha. Uska kamra andhera tha, par uske haath mein pakde phone ki screen uske chehre par ek neeli aur khaufnaak roshni phenk rahi thi. Rahul ki aankhein fati ki fati thin.


Screen par Trupti ka room live dikh raha tha. Shital ne, jo Rahul ke masterplan ka hissa ban chuki thi, Goa se aane ke baad Trupti ke room mein ek behad chhota 'pinhole camera' plant kar diya tha, jiska access seedha Rahul ke phone par tha.


Rahul ne dekha ki kaise Abhay uski Maa ko deewar se chipkaye hue uske hothon ko be-rahmi se choos raha hai. Usne dekha ki kaise Abhay ka haath Trupti ki kurti ke neeche ghus kar uske 38-inch ke bhari boobs ko masal raha hai. Trupti ka sir peeche ki taraf jhuka hua tha aur uske hothon se 'Abhay... Abhay...' ki madhosh siskaiyan nikal rahi thin.



Rahul ke jism mein ek ajeeb sa 'cuck' feeling (jalan aur hawas ka mishran) daud gaya. Uski apni Maa, kisi aur mard ke niche dabi hui, uske naam ki mala jap rahi thi. Rahul ka 6-inch ka lund uske underwear mein lohe ki rod ki tarah sakht ho gaya. Usne ek haath se apne lund ko masalna shuru kiya aur doosre haath se screen par Trupti ke nange hote hue jism ko ghoorne laga.


'Dekho... dekho kaise mere saamne meri Maa randi ban rahi hai,' Rahul ne danton ko peeste hue socha. 'Abhay tujhe 'jaan' keh raha hai, par use ye nahi pata ki wo ek 42 saal ki aurat ko chod raha hai. Chhod le Abhay... jitna nasha karna hai kar le. Teri har chhuwan, tera har dhakka mere is phone mein record ho raha hai. Ye teri maut ka saboot hai.'


Udhar kamre mein, Abhay ne Trupti ki kurti upar utha di thi. Trupti ki black lace bra mein qaid uske bhari doodhiya boobs Abhay ke saamne nange hone ko betaab thi. Abhay ne Trupti ki gardan par apne daant gada diye, ek naya aur gehra 'love bite' dene ke liye.


"Ahhhh... Abhay! Sssssss..." Trupti ne bedsheet kaskar pakad li. Uski aankhein band thin, wo poori tarah se Abhay ki hawas mein doob chuki thi.


Abhay ne Trupti ko bed par lita diya aur uske upar haavi ho gaya. "Aaj raat... main tumhe bataunga ki maine tumhe kitna miss kiya hai Trupti. Aaj koi niyam nahi, koi dar nahi. Aaj tum sirf meri ho."


Rahul screen par ye sab dekh raha tha. Uska haath apne lund par tezi se chalne laga. Uski aankhon mein gussa aur hawas ka ek bhayanak toofan tha. Wo apni Maa ki zillat aur uski hawas ka tamasha live dekh raha tha. Semester ki pehli raat hi ek aise gunaah ki gawah ban rahi thi jiska anjaam poore college ko hila dene wala tha. Trupti apni 'college girl' wali pehchan mein doobi thi, Abhay apni mohabbat mein andha tha, aur Rahul... Rahul un dono ki tabahi ka script likh raha tha.

Kamre ke andar ki garmi ab bardaasht se baahar ho rahi thi. Abhay ne Trupti ki black lace bra ke hooks khole aur use jhatke se phenk diya. Trupti ke 38-inch ke vishal, doodhiya aur gudaaz boobs hawa mein aazaad hote hi halke se bounce hue. Raat ki madham roshni mein un gore pahaadon ki chamak dekh kar Abhay ki saansein kisi tez raftaar engine ki tarah chalne lagin.


Abhay ne bina deri kiye Trupti ki nighty bhi utaar di. Ab Trupti uske saamne poori tarah nangi thi, siwaaye us ek patli si thong ke. Abhay ne uske bhari seene ko apne dono haathon mein bhar aur unhe be-rahmi se masalne (rough boob play) laga.


"Ahhhh... Abhay! Dheere... mmmhhh!" Trupti ne siskaari li, par usne Abhay ko roka nahi.


Abhay uske nipples ko apne daanton se halke-halke kaat raha tha (boob bite), aur doosre haath se uske pet aur naabhi (navel) par garm kisses kar raha tha. Trupti ne mehsoos kiya ki Abhay ki aankhon mein sirf hawas nahi, balki ek gehra junoon aur mohabbat thi. Wo uske liye sach mein tadpa tha. Trupti ko laga ki ye mard uski har khushi ke liye pagal hai, toh kyun na wo bhi use wo de jo usne aaj tak kisi ko nahi diya.



Na apne pati Sanjeev ko, na Rahul ko (unke purane gande khelon mein), aur na hi us darinde Vikki ko. Trupti ne ek bada faisla liya. Wo Abhay ko aaj wo 'charam sukh' dena chahti thi jo usne hamesha sirf filmon mein suna tha.


Usne Abhay ke baalon ko pakad kar use dheere se bed par bitha diya. Uska dil hathode ki tarah dhadak raha tha.


"Abhay..." Trupti ne uske kaan ke paas jhuk kar bohot hi nervous aur thartharati aawaz mein fusfusaya, "Main jaanti hoon tumne mujhe bohot miss kiya hai. Main bhi tumhare liye tadpi hoon. Aaj... aaj main tumhare liye kuch aisa karna chahti hoon jo maine aaj tak kabhi nahi kiya."


Abhay ne haanfte hue use dekha, uska lund uski jeans ke andar phatne ko taiyaar tha. "Kya... kya keh rahi ho Trupti?"


Trupti ne halke se Abhay ki jeans ki zip neeche ki aur uske vishal hathiyar ko bahar nikaal liya jo lohe ki rod ki tarah tana hua tha. Usne us sakht dande ko apne naram haath mein pakda aur Abhay ki aankhon mein aankhein daal kar boli...


"Abhay... I want to taste you. Main... main ise apne muh mein lena chahti hoon."


Abhay ka dimaag sunn ho gaya. Wo ek pal ke liye poori tarah shock tha. Usne kabhi nahi socha tha ki ye 'sophisticated college girl' itni bold request karegi. Uska chehra khushi aur hairani se chamak utha.


"Trupti... are you sure? Tumne... tumne sach mein pehle kabhi nahi kiya?" Abhay ne yakeen na karte hue pucha.


Trupti ne thoda sharmate hue, par ek ajeeb si himmat ke saath sar haan mein hilaya. "Haan Abhay... sirf tumhare liye. I want to feel all of you."


Hostel ke doosre kamre mein, Rahul ye saara manzar apne phone ki screen par dekh raha tha. Uske dimaag mein ek dhamaka hua.


'Kya?!' Rahul ne danton ko peeste hue aur apne lund ko kaskar masalte hue socha. 'Meri Maa... wo Sati-Savitri aurat jisne Papa ko kabhi muh nahi lagaya... wo aaj is Abhay ke lund ko chatne wali hai? Wo use 'taste' karna chahti hai?!'


Rahul ka jism jalan aur ek bhayanak excitement se kaanp raha tha. Usne dekha ki kaise uski Maa bed par apne ghutno (knees) par baith rahi thi, bilkul ek gulam (slave) ki tarah. Uski 38-inch ki bhari gaand hawa mein uthi hui thi aur uske gore boobs Abhay ke ghutno se takra rahe the.


Rahul ne screen par zoom kiya. 'Dekho... dekho kaise meri 'College Girl' Maa ab ek poori tarah se randi banne ki aakhri dehleez par hai. Abhay use nawaaz raha hai aur wo use bhagwan samajh kar uske aage jhuk rahi hai. Chuso Maa... aaj apne bete ke saamne apni izzat ka janaza nikaal do.'


Abhay ne Trupti ke sar ko thoda sa piche kheencha aur uski aankhon mein dekha. "Toh shuru ho jao meri jaan... dikhao mujhe ki tum mujhse kitna pyaar karti ho."


Trupti ne ek gehri saans li aur dhire-dheere apna muh khol kar Abhay ke us garam aur sakht hathiyar ki taraf badhne lagi. Semester ki pehli raat Trupti ke us 'sabse bade raaz' aur uski maryada ke hamesha ke liye dafan hone ka saboot banne wali thi.

Trupti ke ghutne hostel ki thandi zameen par tike hue the, par uske jism ke andar ek aisi aag sulag rahi thi jo usne 42 saal ki umar mein pehle kabhi mehsoos nahi ki thi. Uske samne Abhay bed par baitha tha, uska chehra hairani aur behisab garv se bhara hua tha. Trupti ne ek baar Abhay ki aankhon mein dekha—wahan usne apne liye wo junoon dekha jo use Sanjeev ki boring shaadi-shuda zindagi mein kabhi nahi mila tha.
Usne dhire se apna muh khola. Uska dil kisi chote bache ki tarah dhak-dhak kar raha tha. Usne Abhay ke us garam, 7-inch lambe aur lohe jaisa sakht lund ke tope (glans) par apni jeebh feri.
"Sssssss... Oh God, Trupti!" Abhay ne bedsheet kaskar mutthi mein daboch li.
Trupti ne pehla qadam uthaya. Usne poora topa apne muh mein bhar liya. Kyun ki ye uska pehla waqt tha, wo thoda anari (sloppy) thi. Uska thook (saliva) uske hothon ke kinaron se nikal kar Abhay ke lund ki shaft par phisalne laga.
Slurp... Slurp... Slurp...


Kamre ki khamoshi mein ye gandi aur raseeli aawaazein goonjne lagin. Trupti ne mehsoos kiya ki Abhay ka lund kitna garam aur naseela (veiny) tha. Usne apne dimaag mein un sab filmon aur baaton ko yaad kiya jo usne suni thin. Wo sirf 'chusaayi' nahi kar rahi thi, wo Abhay ko apna sab kuch samarpit (dedicate) kar rahi thi.
Usne dhire-dheere lund ko aur gehra lena shuru kiya. Uska gala thoda sa ruka, use halki si khansi aayi, par usne himmat nahi haari. Usne apne hothon ko kaskar lund ke chaaron taraf lapet liya aur ek vacuum banakar zor se khinchne (sucking) lagi.
"Ahhh... Trupti! Tum... tum toh pro nikli... mmmhhh!" Abhay pagal ho raha tha. Wo dekh raha tha ki kaise ek itni 'classy' aur sundar aurat uske kadmon mein baith kar uske lund ki puja kar rahi thi.
Hostel ke doosre kamre mein, Rahul ki halat kharab thi. Wo bed par leta, apne phone ki screen ko zoom karke dekh raha tha. Uska ek haath apne 6-inch ke lund par tha, jo underwear ko faadne ki koshish kar raha tha.
"Fucking bitch... meri Maa... ye kya kar rahi hai?" Rahul ne danton ko peeste hue guraaya.
Rahul ke dimaag mein gussa aur jalan ka toofan tha, par uska sharir dhokha de raha tha. Wo dekh raha tha ki kaise Trupti ka sar tezi se aage-piche ho raha tha. Trupti ke nange, 38-inch ke bhari boobs uski har movement ke saath upar-neeche uchhal rahe the. Un gore pahaadon ki thartharahat dekh kar Rahul ka stroke aur tez ho gaya. Use itna gussa aa raha tha ki wo uthkar Abhay ka gala daba de, par wo us screen se nazar nahi hata paa raha tha. Uski 'Maa' uske dost ke lund ko itni shiddat se chat rahi thi ki Rahul ko khud ki mardangi par shak hone laga.
Udhar Trupti ne ab naye style try karna shuru kar diye the. Usne lund ko muh se nikala aur apni jeebh se uski shaft ki ragon (veins) ko neeche se upar tak chat-na shuru kiya.
Slurp... mmmhhh... slurp...
"Abhay... tumhara swaad... kitna mardana hai," Trupti ne lund chat-te hue upar dekhkar kaha. Uski aankhon mein hawas ka nasha poori tarah utar aaya tha.
Usne phir se poora danda muh mein bhara aur apni hatheliyon se Abhay ki tatiyon (balls) ko sehlaane lagi. Abhay ki saansein ukhadne lagin. Usne Trupti ke baalon ko kaskar pakda aur apne lund ko Trupti ke gale tak dhakelne laga.


"Yes... chuso use... meri randi ban kar chuso!" Abhay madhoshi mein chilla raha tha.
Trupti poori dedication ke saath us lund ko raund rahi thi. Usne lund ko muh se bahar nikaal kar uske tope ko apni gaalon se ragda aur phir zor se 'pop' sound ke saath use wapas andar le liya. Wo Abhay ko aaj wo maza dena chahti thi ki wo hamesha ke liye sirf Trupti ka gulam ban jaye.
Rahul ye sab live dekh kar pagal ho chuka tha. Uska haath apne lund par itni tezi se chal raha tha ki use dard hone laga tha, par wo ruk nahi sakta tha. Uski Maa ki ye 'sacred submission' uske liye sabse bada torture aur sabse bada nasha ban chuki thi. Wo dekh raha tha ki kaise Trupti ka chehra Abhay ke lund ki laar se chamak raha tha.
Semester ki pehli raat ne Trupti ko ek naye aur behad gande raaste par daal diya tha, aur Rahul... Rahul apni hi Maa ki is gandi harkat ka sabse bada aur majboor gawah (witness) ban kar reh gaya tha. Trupti ne aaj saari maryadaein nichod kar Abhay ke kadmon mein phenk di thin.

Trupti ki pehli koshish ne Abhay ke dimaag ke saare parde hila diye the. Wo deewangi mein Trupti ke baalon ko kaskar pakde hue tha, uska jism har dhakke ke saath bed par uchhal raha tha. Trupti ne ab darr chhod diya tha; wo Abhay ke us garam aur sakht hathiyar ko apne gale ki gehraiyon tak utaar rahi thi.


Gluck... gluck... slurp...


Abhay ab bardaasht ki hadd paar kar chuka tha. Usne apni kamar ko tezi se chalana shuru kiya, Trupti ke muh ko kisi yoni (pussy) ki tarah be-rahmi se 'fuck' karne laga (deep blowjob). Trupti ki aankhon se halka sa pani nikalne laga, par usne muh bahar nahi nikala. Usne apne dono haathon se Abhay ki jaanghon ko pakad rakha tha.


"Ohhh fuck... Trupti! Main nikalne wala hoon... main andar hi chhod raha hoon!" Abhay ne guraate hue kaha.



Trupti ne ek pal ke liye bhi hichkichahat nahi dikhayi. Usne lund ko aur kaskar apne hothon mein dabocha aur apni aankhein band kar lin. Agle hi pal, Abhay ka jism buri tarah akad gaya aur usne garm veerya (cum) ki pichkariyan seedha Trupti ke gale mein daag din. 


Trupti ne ek-ek ghoont mehsoos kiya aur bina thooke, Abhay ka wo mardana nasha poori tarah nigal (swallow) liya. Usne aakhri baar lund ke tope ko apni jeebh se chaata (final lick), jaise wo apne mard ka har nishaan saaf kar dena chahti ho.


Abhay thaka-haara bed par piche ki taraf gir gaya. Usne apni zindagi mein bohot si ladkiyan dekhi thin, par Trupti jaisa samarpan (dedication) use kabhi nahi mila tha. Trupti haanfte hue uski baahon mein simat gayi (curled into his arms). Uska chehra paseene aur laar se chamak raha tha, aur hothon par ek ajeeb sa sukoon tha.


Abhay ne use kaskar hug kiya, uska dil abhi bhi tezi se dhadak raha tha. Trupti ne apna sar uske seene par rakha aur dhire se boli, "Abhay... main jaanti hoon tum mujhe poori tarah chahte ho. Par... par mujhe thoda waqt chahiye. Main abhi us aakhri hadd (full sex) ke liye poori tarah taiyar nahi hoon. Mujhse jitna ho saka, maine aaj kiya... kya tum mere liye intezaar karoge?"


Trupti asal mein apni 'biwi' wali maryada ko ek patle dhaage se pakde hue thi. Use darr tha ki agar wo hostel mein hi sab kuch kar legi, toh wo Sanjeev ki nazron mein kabhi nahi uth payegi. Abhay ne uske maathe ko pyaar se chooma.


"Trupti, tumne aaj jo kiya... wo mere liye kisi bhi cheez se badhkar hai," Abhay ne bohot hi narm aawaz mein kaha. "Main tumhe force nahi karunga. Main tumhara intezaar karunga, kyunki main tumse sirf hawas nahi karta... Trupti, main tumse shaadi karna chahta hoon (I want to marry you one day)."


'Shaadi'... ye shabd sunte hi Trupti ke jism mein ek thandak daud gayi. Uska dimaag turant Sanjeev ke chehre par chala gaya—wo pati jo ghar par uska intezaar kar raha tha. Use ek pal ke liye bhayanak guilt mehsoos hua, par Abhay ki baahon ki garmi ne use wapas kheench liya. Use lag raha tha ki wo ek saath do jindagiyaan jee rahi hai.



Hostel ke doosre kamre mein, Rahul ye sab dekh aur sun raha tha. Uska haath apne lund par ruka hua tha, par uski aankhon mein jalan ki aag thi.


'Shaadi?!' Rahul ne danton ke beech se guraaya. 'Abhay, tu ek 42 saal ki aurat se shaadi ke sapne dekh raha hai... aur Maa, aap use "I love you" bol rahi hain? Ek mard ka cum nigalne ke baad aapko shaadi ki baatein suhani lag rahi hain?'


Rahul ka gussa ab shaitani junoon mein badal chuka tha. Usne apne phone par wo saara video record kar liya tha—Trupti ka wo sloppy blowjob aur uske baad ki wo 'I love you' wali baatein.


Kamre mein, Abhay jane ke liye utha. Usne Trupti ki gardan par apna chehra ragda aur wahan ek zor ka 'love bite' (hickey) chhod diya. "Ye nishaan sabko batayega ki tum meri ho," Abhay ne shaitani muskaan di.


"Ahhh... Abhay, ye dikhega!" Trupti ne sharmate hue kaha, par usne nishaan mitane ki koshish nahi ki.


Abhay dabe paaon kamre se nikal gaya. Trupti bed par akeli leti rahi, uski gardan par wo laal nishaan dard kar raha tha par use ek ajeeb sa garv mehsoos ho raha tha. Usne mangalsutra ke baare mein socha, Sanjeev ke baare mein socha, par phir Abhay ka cum nigalne ka wo nasha yaad kiya... aur ek gandi muskaan ke saath so gayi.



Rahul ne phone side mein rakha aur chhat ko ghoorne laga. Agli subah jab Trupti class mein jayegi, toh wo hickey poore college ke liye ek tamasha hogi... aur Rahul ke liye ek aur saboot. Semester ki pehli raat ne 'Maa' ki izzat ko hamesha ke liye ek gande raaz mein badal diya tha.

[Joker44]

Suraj ki pehli kiran jab hostel ki khidki se Trupti ke chehre par padi, toh usne ek gehri saans li. Raat bhar Abhay ke lund ka swaad aur uske diye hue 'love bite' ka dard uske jism mein ek naye nashe ki tarah ghula hua tha. Usne aaine mein dekha—uski gardan par wo laal-baingani nishaan (hickey) saaf chamak raha tha. Sanjeev ki biwi hoti toh shayad darr ke maare do dupatta lapet leti, par aaj wo Abhay ki 'Trupti' thi. Usne jan-bhoojh kar ek sleeveless deep-neck kurti chuni, jo uske 38-inch ke bhari aur doodhiya boobs ko itni kashish se ubhaar rahi thi ki uska cleavage ek gehri ghaati ki tarah dikh raha tha.


College ke corridor mein dakhil hote hi Trupti ko mehsoos hua ki logon ki nazrein uspar tki hain. Kal gate par jo 'reunion kiss' hua tha, uski khabar aag ki tarah poore campus mein phail chuki thi.
"Dekh, wahi hai na wo? Abhay ki nayi chhori... kya bomb lagti hai yaar," peeche se kisi ladke ki aawaz aayi. Trupti ne sun liya. Use sharam toh aayi, par uske andar ki aurat is 'public attention' se ek ajeeb si thirkan mehsoos kar rahi thi. Use lag raha tha jaise wo waise hi jawan hai jaisi 20 saal pehle thi.
Classroom mein Abhay pehle se hi peeche wali bench par baitha uska intezar kar raha tha. Jaise hi Trupti uske bagal mein baithi, Abhay ne uski sleeveless baazuon par apna garm haath rakha aur dheere se uski gardan ke us nishaan ko chhuna.
"Bohot pyaara lag raha hai ye nishaan tum par," Abhay ne lecture shuru hone ke beech uske kaan mein fusfusaya. "Poori class dekh rahi hai ki tum meri amanat ho."
Professor lecture de rahe the, par bench ke neeche Abhay ka haath Trupti ki nangi jaangh par sarakne laga. Usne Trupti ki kurti ke side-slit se haath andar daal kar uske naram maans ko chutki (pinch) kaati.
"Abhay... koi dekh lega," Trupti ne dabi hui siskaari ke saath kaha, par usne uska haath hataya nahi.


"Dekhne do... aaj raat main tumhare is muh ka aur bhi bura haal karne wala hoon. Raat ko jo tumne kiya, uske baad main pura din sirf tumhare hothon ke baare mein soch raha hoon," Abhay ne gandi baatein karte hue Trupti ke kaan ki lo (earlobe) ko apne daanton se kaata. Trupti ka jism tapne laga, uski yoni (pussy) mein wahi geelapan phir se laut aaya jo usne raat ko mehsoos kiya tha.
Lecture khatam hua toh dono corridor mein baatein karte hue nikal rahe the. Tabhi saamne se Rahul aata dikha. Uske chehre par ek bohot hi 'innocent' aur 'friendly' muskaan thi, par uski aankhon mein shaitani chamak thi jo sirf wo jaanta tha.
"Hey guys! Kaise ho?" Rahul ne unse takrate hue (accidentally bump) kaha.
"Arre Rahul! Ekdum mast yaar," Abhay ne Rahul ke kandhe par haath rakha.
Rahul ki nazar Trupti ki gardan par us hickey par padi, phir usne Trupti ki aankhon mein dekha. "Maa... sorry, Trupti! Bohot khush lag rahi ho Abhay ke saath. Itni chamak toh Goa mein bhi nahi thi."
'Maa' shabd ka wo slip-of-tongue Abhay ke kaanon mein pada. Abhay thoda thithka. "Maa? Kya bol raha hai be?" Abhay ne haste hue pucha.
Rahul ne turant baat sambhali, "Arre nahi yaar, main keh raha tha 'Kya...'. Wo thoda zubaan phisal gayi. Main toh bas ye keh raha tha ki Trupti ka dhyaan rakhna, bohot 'delicate' hai ye." Rahul ne Trupti ko ek aisi nazar di jaise wo uska poora kachha-chittha jaanta ho. Trupti ka dil baith gaya. Use darr laga ki kahin Rahul sab ugal na de, par Rahul ne sirf ek beej (seed of doubt) bo diya tha.
Abhay hasne laga, "Don't worry Rahul, ye meri jaan hai. Iska dhyaan mujhse achha koi nahi rakh sakta."
Rahul wahan se nikal gaya, par uske jane ke baad Trupti ko thodi bechaini hone lagi. Use laga ki wo aur bhi zyada 'reckless' (be-lagaam) hoti ja rahi hai. Isi bechaini aur uttejna (excitement) mein, wo bahane se washroom gayi.
Andar jaakar usne darwaza lock kiya. Uska jism Abhay ki baaton se abhi bhi garam tha. Usne aaine mein dekha aur apni sleeveless kurti ke gale ko thoda aur niche kheencha. Usne phone nikala aur ek 'risky' selfie li—jisne uski black lace bra ka cup aur uske 38-inch boobs ka oopri hissa poori tarah dikh raha tha. Usne wo photo turant Abhay ko WhatsApp kar di.
Caption: "Class mein tumhare haath mujhe pagal kar rahe the... Abhi bhi ye tadap raha hai. See you in the library garden?"
Photo bhejte hi Trupti ke saare jism mein ek jhurjhurati daud gayi. Wo jaanti thi ki ye galti hai, wo jaanti thi ki Rahul uspar nazar rakhe hue hai, par Abhay ki hawas ka nasha uske har dar se bada ho chuka tha.


Library ke peeche wale sunsaan garden ka waada ho chuka tha. Rahul apne laptop par wahi bathroom wali selfie live intercept kar raha tha (kyunki usne Trupti ke phone mein spyware dala tha). Usne wo photo dekhi aur apna lund underwear ke upar se hi kaskar pakad liya.
'Bohot jawan ho rahi ho Maa... Abhay ko bra dikha rahi ho?' Rahul ne guraate hue socha. 'Chalo, garden mein chalo. Aaj main tumhari is 'ashiqui' ka agla chapter khud apni aankhon se dekhunga.'
Semester ka pehla din ab ek naye gande khel ki taraf badh raha tha. Trupti ki maryada ab library ke pichhle sunsaan konon mein nilaam hone wali thi.
Library ke pichhle hisse mein bana ye garden aam taur par sunsaan hi rehta tha. Unchi-unchi jhaadiyon aur ghane pedon ki wajah se ye jagah premi jodon (couples) ke liye ek mehfooz thikana ban chuki thi. Trupti wahan pehle pahunch gayi thi, uska dil kisi dhamake ki tarah dhadak raha tha. Usne wahi bathroom wali selfie Abhay ko bheji thi aur ab use darr bhi lag raha tha aur ek ajab sa maza bhi aa raha tha.
Tabhi Abhay dabe paaon peeche se aaya aur usne Trupti ki patli kamar ko kaskar apni baahon mein bhar liya.
"Ahhh... Abhay!" Trupti halke se uchhal gayi.
"Wo selfie... Trupti, tumne mujhe pagal kar diya hai," Abhay ne uske kaan ke peeche apni garm saansein chhodi. Usne Trupti ko ghumaya aur use ek ghane ped ke taane (trunk) se sata diya. Usne Trupti ke chehre ko apne dono haathon mein bhara aur uske hothon par toot pada.


Ye kiss pehle se bhi zyada gehra aur bhookha tha. Abhay ki jeebh Trupti ke muh mein kisi geeli aag ki tarah ghoom rahi thi. Trupti ne apni sleeveless baazuon ko Abhay ke muscular gale mein kaskar daal diya. Usne mehsoos kiya ki uski tight kurti ke andar uske 38-inch ke bhari boobs Abhay ke chaudey seene se buri tarah dab rahe hain. Abhay ne kiss todte hue Trupti ki gardan par apna chehra ragda, wahi jahan usne raat ko apna nishaan chhoda tha.
"Tum meri ho Trupti... sirf meri," Abhay ne guraate hue kaha. Uska ek haath niche sarka aur usne Trupti ki kurti ke upar se hi uski maansal gaand (ass) ko kaskar daboch liya. Trupti ne ek lambi siskaari li aur apna sar peeche ped se tika diya. Uska jism is jawan mard ki deewangi mein poori tarah pighal raha tha.
"Mmmhhh... Abhay, bas karo... hume baaki sabse milna hai," Trupti ne haanfte hue kaha, halanki uska mann nahi tha ki wo is garm aghosh (embrace) se bahar nikle.
Dono ne apne bikhre hue baal aur kapde theek kiye aur dabe paaon garden se bahar nikal kar canteen ki taraf badhe, jahan unka poora group—Pranay, Shital, Kriti aur Rahul pehle se hi baithe hue the.
"Oho! Dekho toh sahi, naye naye panchhi udte hue aa rahe hain," Pranay ne unhe dekhkar zor se chheda.
Trupti thoda sharmayi aur Abhay ke bagal mein baith gayi. Shital ne Trupti ki gardan par wo laal nishaan dekh liya tha aur usne ek shaitani aankh maari. "Goa ka hangover abhi tak utra nahi hai kya, Trupti?"
Trupti ne bas ek muskaan di aur table par rakhi thandi coffee utha li. Rahul ne dekha ki Trupti ka chehra abhi bhi thoda tamtaya hua tha aur uski kurti par kuch crease (salwatein) thi, jo batati thin ki garden mein kya hua hoga. Rahul ki aankhon mein wahi purani jalan thi, par usne ek 'cool' chehra banaye rakha.
"Chalo ab romance chhodon, ek important news hai," Kriti ne table par haath maarte hue kaha. "Agale hafte se College Fest shuru ho raha hai! Pura campus sajne wala hai aur bohot saare events hain."
"Suna hai is baar fest bohot bade level par ho raha hai," Pranay ne kaha. "Dance competitions, fashion shows aur sabse bada attraction—'The Grand Ball' aur DJ night."
Abhay ne Trupti ka haath table ke neeche pakda aur use kaskar dabaya. "Toh phir taiyar ho jao... is baar fest mein sirf hum hi hum honge. Trupti, tumhe mere saath dance competition mein part lena chahiye."
Trupti hairani se boli, "Main? Dance? Nahi-nahi Abhay, mujhse nahi hoga."
"Kyun nahi hoga?" Rahul ne achanak beech mein bola, uski aawaz mein ek ajeeb sa tanz (sarcasm) tha. "Maa... sorry, Trupti ka rhythm toh Goa mein sabne dekha hi hai. Ye toh bohot acha naachti hain. Kyun Abhay?"
Abhay hasne laga, "Ekdum sahi kaha Rahul! Trupti, tum bohot graceful ho. Tumhe part lena hi hoga. Main tumhe sikhaunga."
Table par baaton ka silsila shuru ho gaya. Fest ki wajah se sab bohot excited the. Par Trupti ke dimaag mein ek darr baith gaya tha. Sanjeev shayad kaam mein busy honge, par Rahul yahan hai. Aur ye 'College Fest' ka matlab tha—raat-raat bhar ki practice, andhere auditorium aur Abhay ke saath aur bhi zyada akela waqt.


Rahul ne dekha ki Trupti ke chehre par ek ajeeb si kashmakash thi. Usne apni pocket mein rakhi wahi pendrive aur phone check kiya. 'Fest... bohot acha mauka hai,' Rahul ne socha. 'Jab poora college bheed mein naach raha hoga, tab main Abhay ka wo purana video aur Maa ki ye gandi tasveerein ek saath leak karunga. Tab dekhta hoon ye "Grand Ball" mein kiske saath naachti hain.'
College ki hawa mein ab fest ki excitement ke saath-saath hawas aur dhokhe ki ek aur parat (layer) chadh gayi thi. Semester ab asli rukh modne wala tha. Trupti ko lag raha tha ki wo apni jawani jee rahi hai, par wo ye nahi jaanti thi ki Rahul ne fest ki lights ke neeche uski sabse badi ruswayi (disgrace) ka intezar kar rakha hai.


College Fest ki taiyariyon ne poore campus ko ek nasheeli bechaini mein lapet liya tha. Raat ke 10 baj rahe the, par hostel ke common room mein sannata hone ka naam nahi le raha tha. Pranay, Shital, Kriti aur Rahul ek badi table ke chaaron taraf baithe list bana rahe the.
"Sun, Fashion Show mein toh Trupti aur Abhay ko 'Showstopper' hona chahiye," Kriti ne utsaah (excitement) mein kaha. "Inki chemistry dekh kar judges ke hosh udd jayenge."
Trupti wahan baithi muskuraye ja rahi thi, par uska dimaag kahin aur tha. Wo baar-baar Abhay ki taraf dekh rahi thi, jo aaj thoda khamosh lag raha tha. Abhay ne table ke neeche Trupti ka haath pakda aur halka sa dabaya—ek ishaara jo sirf wo dono samajhte the.
"Guys, tum log decide karo, main aur Trupti zara library se kuch notes lekar aate hain," Abhay ne achanak kaha aur khada ho gaya.
Rahul ne apni file se sir uthaya. Usne dekha ki Abhay ki aankhon mein aaj wo purani shaitani chamak nahi thi, balki ek ajeeb sa bhari-pan tha. Rahul ne kuch nahi kaha, bas ek thandi muskaan ke saath unhe jate hue dekha. Uske dimaag mein recording chalu thi—'Library? Is waqt? Chalo dekhte hain aaj kya naya raaz khulta hai.'
Library ke raste ko chhod kar, Abhay ne Trupti ka haath pakda aur use hostel ki sabse unchi chhat (rooftop) ki taraf le gaya. Raat ki thandi hawa unke chehron se takra rahi thi. Door shehar ki roshniyan tim-tima rahi thin, aur upar taaron bhara asmaan unke akelepan ka gawah tha.
Trupti ne railing ke paas khade hokar ek gehri saans li. "Abhay... yahan kyun laye? Sab niche hamara intezar kar rahe honge."
Abhay ne Trupti ko peeche se apni baahon mein bhar liya. Usne apna sar Trupti ke kandhe par rakha. Uska sparsh aaj 'rough' nahi tha, balki usme ek ajeeb si narmi aur 'dependency' thi.
"Trupti... tum jaanti ho sab mujhe 'College Hero' samajhte hain," Abhay ne dhire se kaha, uski aawaz hawa mein ghul rahi thi. "Sabko lagta hai ki meri life ek party hai. Par sach bolun... aaj jab sab fest ki khushiyan mana rahe the, mujhe andar se bohot khali mehsoos ho raha tha."
Trupti thithak gayi. Usne palat kar Abhay ka chehra dekha. Moon-light mein Abhay ki aankhein thodi nam (moist) dikh rahi thin. "Kya hua Abhay? Tum mujhse kuch bhi keh sakte ho."
Abhay ne ek thandi aah bhari aur railing par hath tika diye. "Mera bachpan... wo waisa nahi tha jaisa log sochte hain. Mere baap ke paas paisa bohot tha, par dil nahi. Unhone mujhe kabhi 'pyaar' se nahi dekha. Unke liye main sirf ek 'investment' tha jo unka naam roshan kare. Aur meri Maa..." Abhay ruka, uska gala bhar aaya tha. "Wo mujhe chhod kar tab chali gayin jab mujhe unki sabse zyada zaroorat thi. Dus saal ka tha main... jab wo kisi aur ke saath nikal gayin. Tab se, main har ladki mein sirf ek jism dhoondhta tha, taaki wo khali-pan bhar sakun."
Trupti ka dil baith gaya. Wo ek Maa thi, aur ek bete ka ye dard uske seene mein khanjar ki tarah utra. Use Sanjeev ki yaad aayi, jo kam se kam ek zimmedar baap toh tha.
"Par jabse tum meri life mein aayi ho..." Abhay ne Trupti ka haath kaskar pakda aur use apni aankhon mein dekhne par majboor kiya. "Pehli baar mujhe laga ki koi mujhe 'dekh' raha hai... sirf mere jism ko nahi, mujhe. Tumhare saath jab main hota hoon, toh mujhe wo bachpan wala darr mehsoos nahi hota. Tum pehli insaan ho Trupti, jisne mujhe 'Seen' (mehsoos) karaya hai. Main... main sach mein tumse bohot mohabbat karne laga hoon."


Trupti ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Wo Abhay ko sirf ek jawan 'aashiq' samajh rahi thi, par wo toh ek zakhmi bacha tha jo pyar ke liye taras raha tha. Usne Abhay ko kaskar gale laga liya. Is waqt unke beech hawas nahi thi, balki ek gehra jazbaati judaav (emotional connection) tha.
'Main kya kar rahi hoon?' Trupti ne socha, uska dimaag ghoom raha tha. 'Kya ye sirf lust hai? Kya main sirf iske jawan jism ke liye pagal thi? Nahi... mujhe isse mohabbat ho rahi hai. Par mera ye jhooth... meri ye asliyat... agar ise pata chala ki main ek shadi-shuda aurat hoon aur Rahul ki Maa hoon, toh ye toot jayega.'
Rahul niche apne kamre mein baitha tha, laptop par unki aawazein sun raha tha (usne Trupti ke phone mein jo mic bug dala tha, usse). Abhay ki vulnerability sun kar Rahul ko gussa bhi aaya aur ek shaitani maza bhi.
'Bechara Abhay... apni Maa ka dukh meri Maa ki godh mein ro kar nikaal raha hai,' Rahul ne guraate hue socha. 'Tujhe lagta hai wo tujhe "dekh" rahi hai? Wo sirf tujhe "use" kar rahi hai apni jawani wapas pane ke liye. Aur Trupti... aap toh sach mein pighal gayin. Ek emotional kahani kya sunayi, aapne apni maryada hi bhool li.'
Chhat par, Abhay ne Trupti ke hothon par ek bohot hi naram aur lamba chumban (kiss) kiya. Ye kiss Goa wali hawas se alag tha; ye ek waada tha.
"Main tumhe kabhi khone nahi dunga, Trupti," Abhay ne fusfusaya.
Trupti ne apna sar uske seene par rakh diya, par uske dil ki dhadkan use dara rahi thi. Guilt aur Ishq ka ye mishran use barbaadi ki taraf le ja raha tha. Wo jaanti thi ki ye 'Paradise' hamesha ke liye nahi hai, par is waqt wo Abhay ki baahon mein sab bhool jana chahti thi.
Semester ka fest ab sirf dance aur music ka tamasha nahi reh gaya tha. Trupti ke liye ye uski rooh aur uski asliyat ke beech ki ladai ban chuka tha. Aur Rahul... wo bas sahi waqt ka intezar kar raha tha jab ye emotional gubaara phate aur sab kuch kachre mein mil jaye.

Chhat par raat ki khamoshi aur gehri ho gayi thi. Abhay ke chehre par asman ki chandni ek ajeeb sa dard uker rahi thi. Trupti ne uski railing par kasi hui mutthiyon par apna naram haath rakha, mehsoos kiya ki wo thand se nahi, balki kisi andarooni khauf se kaanp raha hai.
"Tumne ye sab mujhe pehle kyun nahi bataya, Abhay?" Trupti ne bohot hi naram aawaz mein pucha.
Abhay ne ek gehri saans li aur Trupti ki taraf mud gaya. "Kyunki main darta tha Trupti... darta tha ki agar maine apni ye kamzori dikhayi toh tum bhi mujhe ek 'bechara' samajh kar chhod dogi. Par pichle kuch dinon se mera dimaag phatne ko ho raha hai. Kuch din pehle... Papa ko heart attack aaya tha. Bohot serious halat thi."
Trupti ki aankhein hairat se phail gayin. Abhay ne aage kaha, "Wo bach toh gaye, par hosh aate hi unhone phir se wahi kaam, wahi business aur wahi purani duniya pakad li. Unhe zara bhi parwah nahi hai ki unka beta kis haal mein hai. Mujhe lagta hai ki agar kal unhe kuch ho gaya, toh is poori duniya mein mera kehne wala koi nahi bachega. Main bilkul akela reh jaunga, Trupti. Kabse ye darr mera mann andar hi andar kha raha hai."
Abhay ne Trupti ke dono haath kaskar pakad liye, jaise wo koi doobta hua insaan ho aur Trupti ek sahara. "Par tum... jabse tum mere paas aayi ho, mujhe lagne laga hai ki shayad meri kismat itni bhi buri nahi hai. Mujhe ek umeed mehsoos hoti hai ki tum mere saath hamesha rahogi. Tum rahogi na, Trupti? Forever?"
Trupti ka seena garv aur dard ke mishran se bhar gaya. Uske liye ye ab sirf ek 'affair' nahi reh gaya tha. Usne Abhay ki aankhon mein dekha—wahan ek chota bacha tha jo sirf chahta tha ki koi use kabhi na chhode. Trupti ko mehsoos hua ki wo is jawan mard ki 'zaroorat' ban chuki hai. Usne Sanjeev ke baare mein socha, apne ghar ke baare mein socha, par Abhay ki ye tadap us par haavi ho gayi.
"Main yahi hoon, Abhay... main kahin nahi ja rahi," Trupti ne uske chehre ko apne haathon mein bhara. Usne aage badhkar Abhay ke hothon par ek bohot hi naram aur dhima chumban (soft kiss) kiya. Ye kiss Goa wali us hawas se bilkul alag tha. Isme koi jaldbaazi nahi thi, koi roughness nahi thi. Isme sirf ek waada tha aur sukoon tha.
Abhay ne apni aankhein band kar lin aur Trupti ke hothon ka wo nasha mehsoos karne laga. Uska darr dhire-dheere kam hone laga aur uska jism relax hua. Trupti ne use kaskar gale laga liya, uska sar apne 38-inch ke bhari aur naram boobs ke beech chhupa liya, jaise wo use duniya ki har burayi se bacha legi.
Niche apne kamre mein, Rahul ye sab sun kar gusse se laal ho chuka tha. Usne laptop ki screen par ghunsa maara.
'Emotional drama! Mother-figure ban rahi hain aap uske liye,' Rahul ne danton ke beech se guraaya. 'Trupti Khanna, aap itni kamzor kaise ho sakti hain? Usne do aansu kya bahaye, aapne apni maryada ke saath-saath apna dimaag bhi uske kadmon mein rakh diya. Forever? Forever kuch nahi hota Maa... especially jab aapki asliyat ka bomb phatne wala ho.'
Rahul ko jalan is baat ki nahi thi ki Abhay unhe chod raha hai, balki is baat ki thi ki Abhay ab Trupti ke 'dil' mein jagah bana raha tha. Rahul jaanta tha ki agar Trupti emotionally Abhay se jud gayi, toh use wapas lana namumkin hoga.


Chhat par, Abhay thoda shant hua. Usne Trupti ki aankhon mein dekha aur ek halki si muskaan di. "Thank you, Trupti. Tumhe bata kar mera bozo (burden) bohot kam ho gaya hai. Chalo, ab niche chalte hain, warna Rahul aur Kriti shuru ho jayenge."
Dono dabe paaon niche laute aur common room mein dakhil hue. Rahul wahi betha tha, usne unhe aate dekha. Trupti ka chehra nahaaya hua lag raha tha, usme ek naya 'resolve' (faisla) dikh raha tha. Rahul ne dekha ki Trupti ne Abhay ka haath thoda zyada kaskar pakda hua tha.
"Mil gaye notes?" Rahul ne ek thandi muskaan ke saath pucha.
"Haan... mil gaye," Abhay ne relax hokar kaha aur kursi par baith gaya.
Table par fest ki list dobara shuru hui. Sab log events decide kar rahe the, par Trupti aur Abhay ke beech ab ek aisa raaz tha jo unhe baki sabse alag kar raha tha. Trupti ne decide kar liya tha ki wo fest mein Abhay ka har tarah se saath degi, chahe duniya kuch bhi kahe. Wo uske 'loneliness' ko mita dena chahti thi.
Par Rahul ki pocket mein rakhi wo pendrive ab aur bhi zyada bhari mehsoos ho rahi thi. 'Fest aane do Maa... jab Abhay ki asliyat aur aapka ye ganda raaz poore college ke saamne aayega, tab dekhta hoon ye "Forever" wala waada kahan jata hai.'
College ki deewaron ke beech ab sirf hawas nahi, balki ek gehri aur khatarnak mohabbat janm le chuki thi—ek aisi mohabbat jo Trupti ko uski tabahi ki taraf le ja rahi thi. Fest ki countdown shuru ho chuki thi, aur Rahul ka shaitani dimaag ab aakhri vaar ki tayyari kar raha tha.


Hostel ke kamre mein sannata tha, par Trupti ke dimaag mein sawalon ka ek bhayanak shor macha hua tha. Wo bed par leti chhat ko ghoor rahi thi, uski ungliyan aahista se uski gardan par bane us laal nishaan (hickey) ko sehla rahi thin jo Abhay ne bade haq se chhoda tha. Raat ki thandi hawa khidki se andar aa rahi thi, par Trupti ka jism Abhay ki yaadon ki aanch mein tap raha tha.
Usne karwat badli aur drawer se wo mangalsutra nikaala jise usne chhupa kar rakha tha. Kaali motiyon ki wo kadi uske haath mein bhari mehsoos ho rahi thi—wo Sanjeev ki nishani thi, uski maryada ka pehra thi. Par wahi doosre haath par Abhay ka diya hua wo silver bracelet chamak raha tha, jo use uski 'College Girl' wali azaadi ki yaad dila raha tha.
'Abhay ne "Forever" kaha...' Trupti ne ek gehri saans li, uski aankhon mein bechaini thi. 'Par mera "Forever" toh Sanjeev ke saath bandha hua hai. Abhay mujhse shaadi ke sapne dekh raha hai... use lagta hai main ek jawan, akeli ladki hoon jiske paas khone ko kuch nahi hai. Use kya pata ki main usse umar mein dugni hoon... main Sanjeev ki biwi hoon aur uske dost Rahul ki Maa hoon.'


Trupti ko wo pal yaad aaya jab usne Abhay ke lund ko apne muh mein liya tha. Wo mardana nasha, wo garmi, aur wo ehsaas ki koi use itni shiddat se chah raha hai—ye sab use ek addiction ki tarah lagne laga tha. Use Abhay ke dhakke, uski roughness aur uska wo 'dominant' andaaz pasand tha. Uske 38-inch ke bhari boobs abhi bhi us kasak ko mehsoos kar rahe the jo Abhay ke haathon ne chhodi thi.
Par asliyat ek zeher ki tarah uske dimaag mein ghul rahi thi. 'Jab ye college khatam hoga... tab kya? Kya main Abhay ko chhod kar wapas Sanjeev ki un thandi aur boring raaton mein laut jaungi? Kya main phir se wahi "Maa" ban kar reh jaungi jo sirf kitchen aur ghar ke kaamon mein simat jati hai? Main Abhay ke bina kaise rahungi?'
Ek taraf uska ghar tha, uski izzat thi, uska pati tha... aur doosri taraf ek aisa aashiq jo uski rooh tak utar chuka tha. Trupti ko lag raha tha jaise wo ek aisi naav (boat) par sawar hai jo beecho-beech phans chuki hai. Agar wo Abhay ko sach batati hai, toh wo use kho degi—Abhay shayad usse nafrat karne lage. Aur agar wo sach nahi batati, toh wo har pal ek jhooth jee rahi hai.
'Mujhe uske jism ki aag chahiye, mujhe uska pyaar chahiye... par main apni asli zindagi nahi chhod sakti,' Trupti ne takiye ko kaskar pakad liya, uski siskariyan dabi hui thin. 'Main ek aisi aurat ban gayi hoon jo din mein maryada ki baatein karti hai aur raat ko apne bete ke dost ke lund ka swaad leti hai. Main kahan ja kar rukungi?'
Usne aankhein band kin toh use Abhay ka wo bacha-jaisa chehra yaad aaya jab wo apni Maa ke baare mein ro raha tha. Usne Trupti mein apni 'manzil' dhoond li thi, par Trupti toh khud bhatki hui thi. Guilt aur Lust ka ye mishran use andar hi andar nichod raha tha.
Rahul apne kamre mein baitha screen par Trupti ki ye bechaini dekh raha tha. Usne dekha ki kaise Trupti kabhi mangalsutra ko dekhti hai aur kabhi Abhay ke bracelet ko. Rahul ke hothon par ek krur (cruel) muskaan aayi.
'Confusion mein ho na Maa? Sahi bhi hai... do-do mardon ka nasha sambhalna asaan nahi hota,' Rahul ne danton ke beech se guraaya. 'Aap Abhay ke "Forever" se darr rahi hain, kyunki aap jaanti hain ki main aapka "Forever" bigadne wala hoon. Aap usse mohabbat kar rahi hain, par aapka ye "pyaar" hi aapki sabse badi kamzori banega.'
Raat guzar rahi thi, par Trupti ki kashmakash khatam hone ka naam nahi le rahi thi. Wo is 'Double Life' ke nashe mein itni gehari utar chuki thi ki ab saans lena bhi dushwar tha. Use pata tha ki fest aane wala hai, bheed hogi, hungama hoga... aur shayad wahi wo waqt hoga jab uski ye jhoothi jannat hamesha ke liye bikhar jayegi. Par filhal, wo sirf Abhay ke un garm haathon ko yaad karke khud ko is dard se nikaalne ki koshish kar rahi thi.
Ek married aurat aur ek jawan ladke ke beech ki ye jung ab ek naye aur khatarnak mod par pahunch chuki thi, jahan dil aur jism ke beech koi samjhauta namumkin lag raha tha.

[Joker44]

Hey Readers!

Ab tak aapne dekha ki Trupti kaise apni "Double Life" mein phans chuki hai. Goa ki azaadi ne use ek naya janam toh diya, par ab wahi azaadi uski sabse badi musibat ban rahi hai.
THE BIG POLL: Trupti ka "Real Hero" kaun hona chahiye?
Main chahta hoon ki aap comments (ya feedback) mein batayein ki aap is story ko kis taraf jate hue dekhna chahte hain:

1. TEAM ABHAY (The Romantic Redemption): Kya Trupti ko apni purani boring zindagi aur Sanjeev ko chhod kar Abhay ke saath ek "risky" par sacha future dekhna chahiye? Kya ek 42 saal ki Maa aur 21 saal ke ladke ki ye "forever" wali mohabbat kamyab ho sakti hai?
   
2. TEAM RAHUL (The Mastermind Control): Ya phir Rahul ko puri tarah se control lena chahiye? Rahul, jo Trupti ke har raaz ko jaanta hai aur use blackmail aur hawas ke zariye apni "personal property" banana chahta hai. Kya aap chahte hain ki Trupti ka "asli mard" uska apna beta Rahul bane?
   

Rahul's Masterplan: The Vicky Video Leak
Dhyan rahe, College Fest aa raha hai aur Rahul ne apna sabse bada patta (card) abhi tak nahi khela hai. Uska plan ekdum clear hai:

• Fest ki bheed aur hungame ke beech, wo Vikki ka wo ganda video leak karne wala hai.
  
• Isse na sirf Vikki ki reputation tabah hogi, balki college ka mahol itna kharab ho jayega ki Trupti aur Abhay ka romance bhi khatre mein aa jayega.
  
• Jab sab bikhar raha hoga, tab Rahul "savior" ban kar aayega aur Trupti ko puri tarah se apne niche dabayega.
  
  

Aapke thoughts kya hain? Trupti ko kiske saath hona chahiye—Abhay ka "Pyaar" ya Rahul ka "Control"? Apni rai zaroor dein, kyunki aapke responses hi tay karenge ki aage jake story kiske direction mae turn kregi.

Note: Dont send me personal message....I need comments to decide.

[maskedsoul112]

Team Rahul. But you know when rahul think he is winning vikkis mla dad will put blame on trupti to ruin his son's image also take revenge on trupti .

[maskedsoul112]

Team rahul, but agar vikki ka mla baap h to trupti ko wo bhi chode or pure party office me trupti ka weekly visit fix karde vikki ke izzat ka badla lene ke liye. Par ultimate control or trupti ka emotions pura rahul ka ho jaye aisa kuch. Ya phir rahul trupti ko propper south delhi girl bana de chote kapde drugs alcohol sex with anyone rahul commands after she is drunk.

[Hellomax]

Now story need dark hardcore theme with Rahul and Trupti. Lusty is ok but Love between Abhay and trupti doesn't make sense. Story need more extreme roleplay of Rahul and Trupti which later be continued in there business journey also. Mom marrying son Friends are already there in lots website. But less story have hardcore and extreme stories of mom and son. I want everyone to agree with me this story need a good hardcore fantasy between Rahul and Trupti because there are already lots of cuck son and adultery stories

[Dash1]

Master control is needed from rahul

[maskedsoul112]

Sabse pehle trupti ko college ka gym join karwao to maintain her beuty lejin wo gym boys hostel ke paas ka ho jahan abhay rahul ke sath boht se ladke ho or ladkiya sirf 5 ya 6, us ladkiyon me se 1 influencer type ho or 1 randi ho college ki hi, gym ka coach bhi trupti pe line mare

[Sam.hunter7898]

Mere kheyal me tripty sanjeeb ka hi rahe aur rahulnki mom bankar
Wo rishta tute ga to nahi na tut sakta he

Par haa abhay lover bankar rahe aur tripty ki bajata rahe

Bhai apne to kahi nahi likkha he ki story cockson hoga, to log ye kiu chate he pata nahi cockold use kehte he jiska lund kam ka nahi he,,

Misc erotica story hee naa bhai,,, to tripty ko kisi ki nahi hona chaiye bas maje lena chaiye

[Testmaster]

Rahu and Trupti journey is best ??

[Rohan9318]

Team rahul

[Dash1]

Rahul win for dark path . Best of joker44. Let's go

[Ayush01111]

Hello Brother achi story hai aapki
मैंने हर कहानी में देखा है Hero की जीत होती है और Villian की हार होती है , उन कहानी में Hero का Suvive दिखता है , लेकिन Villian का नहीं
.
रही आपकी कहानी की बात तो
मै चाहता हूँ Rahul इस कहानी में विजेता बने
क्योंकि मै सच में जानना चाहता हूँ
कैसे Rahul बिना किसी की नजरों में गिरे अकेले कैसे Survive करता है , किस तरह से Tripti को हासिल करता है , किस तरह से धोखा देता है दोस्तो को , Tripti को पाने के लिए
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आपकी कहानी की हिसाब से Rahul जो Mastemind है उसका Survive देखने लायक होगा , क्योंकि आपने Rahul का Character बहुत ही Intresring बनाया है कहानी में
So Brother Its My Request
प्लीज़ मै Rahul की जीत और उसका Survive देखना चाहता हूँ , बिना किसी की नजर में आए

[arin736]

Hello writer,
Mere kheyal say abhay, puri tara tripti ko fuck karle. Aur college fest main rahul vikki ka ganda video leak kare aur apne maa tripti ko puri tara say control karle.

Kyunki sanjeeb ka to isme koi galti nehi hain. Mujhe lagta hain ki tripti sanjeeb ka wife aur rahul ka maa ban kar rahe. Lekin rahul bhi tripti ko pele. Aur puri tara control main lele.

Aur apki story pardkar a samaj main ageya ki rahul ek cock beta hain. Too isliye mujhe lagta hain ki rahul tripti ko randi bana kar college ki dusre student aur professor say chudbay. Aur uski fantasi puri kare. Kyunki srif abhay kyun dusra college studen aur professor bhi tripti ka maza lay.

Aur isse hamara rahul ka bhi cock beta ki fantasy poori hogi aur tripti bhi sanjeeb ka wife aur rahul ka maa hokar rahegi.

[Sam.hunter7898]

Bhaii aap ne sahi kaha he 
Isme sanjiib ki keya dosh he,,, usne to bibi pe varosa karke college veja tha 

Aur ek baat rahul tripty ka hi beta he,, kuch bhi bete ka haq he peyar pe naki dusra banda jo usi ka dost he

Par haa abhay tripti ko pele 
Aur vikky bhi

[xxx99]

Bro ek bar rahul se chudwao trupti ko chahe wo blackmail karke hi ho baki final hero rahul hi hona chahiye q ke 42year women abvi marriage sehi nhi Beth Raha he" College ka baad rahul gi chodna chahiye

[Fing fing]

Dark and sexy update. This what is feels to lose mom to abhay, it feels just extreme horny and erotic. Cuckold rahul has no chance at all. Please do not add incest otherwise it will destroy this beautiful.

This story has higgest reader comment because Tripti is exclusive to a strong bull like abhay,giving vibe of forbidden fruit and intense cuckold theme. Can you think of losing mom to someone strong,who can satisfy her.......superb (Rahul is loser only)

[Fing fing]

@Joker,some one is trying to manipulate story.

PLEASE  CHECK -ALL COMMENT SECTION IS DONE BY SUSPICIOUS NEWBIES AND THAT TO ALL ACTIVE EXACTLY AT 7 TO 8 HOURS.I AM ASKING ADMINISTRATOR TO LOOK AFTER THIS MATTER.ALL NEWBIE ACTIVE ALL OF SUDDEN,IT's strange- you know it.

ALL COMMENT IS DONE BY SINGLE PERSON,FROM DIFFERENT ACCOUNT.IT'S NOT VOICE OF READER,IT'S A SCAM(ALL ARE NEWBIES)

(WATCH CAREFULLY-ALL SCAM NEWBIE ACCOUNT HAVE SAME AGENDA OF MOM-SON/INCEST BECAUSE THE BRAIN BEHIND IT LOVES INCEST ONLY. AS A SEEKER OF TRUTH AND TRANSPARENCY,WRITER MUST COMPLETE THIS EPIC STORY IN CUCKOLD AS A PUNISHMENT AND ALSO STORY NEEDS  EPIC DARK END)

[Priya123321]

Team Rahul

[Vikrant pelu]

Awesome update
Team Rahul