Misc. Erotica Maa bani Classmate (Completed )

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Hostel ke us chote se kamre ke andar ka toofan ab poori tarah se shaant ho chuka tha. Kamre ki hawa mein dono ke jism ki garmi aur Trupti ke squirt ki chipchipi khushbu abhi bhi ghuli hui thi. Abhay ne Trupti ke voluptuous aur nange jism ko apni dono majboot baahon mein kaske pakda hua tha. Trupti poori tarah se thak chuki thi—Abhay ke un narm aur shiddat bhare kisses, uske haathon ki garmi aur uski jeebh ke wild oral ne uske 42 saal ke jism ko is qadar satisfy aur shanti de di thi ki uski aankhein dheere-dheere boojhal hone lagin. Wo Abhay ke chaude, baalon se bhare seene par apna sir rakh kar, uski surakshit baahon mein gehri neend mein so gayi. Uski tez chalne wali saansein ab bilkul normal aur laya mein thi. Abhay bhi uske khule, reshmi baalon ko apni ungliyon se dheere-dheere sehlaate hue uske nashe mein doobkar so gaya.
Bahut der baad… jab poora hostel neend ke aagosh mein tha, darwaze ke bahar andhere corridor mein ek saaya aakar khada ho gaya.
Wo Rahul tha.
Usne Trupti ke WhatsApp message ko padhne ke baad hostel ke piche wale andhere hisse mein kisi bhookhe bhediye ki tarah sabr ke saath wait kiya tha. Jab kafi der tak kamre se koi aawaaz nahi aayi aur lights bilkul madham rahi, toh usse aur raha nahi gaya. Wo dabe paanv darwaze ke paas aaya aur halki si darz se andar jhaanka. Kamre ke andar chal rahe dim yellow bulb ki roshni mein jo nazaara Rahul ki aankhon ke samne tha, usne uske jism ke khoon ko ubaal diya.
Trupti bilkul nangi, apnee bhari hui **38-28-38** figure ke saath Abhay ki baahon mein bekhabar soyi hui thi. Abhay ne uske narm jism ko haq se hug kiya hua tha, aur Trupti ki ek gori, smooth thigh Abhay ke kapdon se lipte jism ke upar chadhi hui thi. Trupti ke gore boobs Abhay ke seene par chapta gaye the. Yeh nazaara dekhte hi Rahul ka lund pant ke andar kisi garam sariye ki tarah sakht hokar khada ho gaya. Uske andar bhayanak jalan aur gussa ubla ki koi uski maa ko is tarah baahon mein lekar soya hai, par saath hi uske twisted junoon ko ek ganda aur kamuk maza bhi aaya. Usne andhere mein hi tezi se apna phone nikala aur Kriti ko message drop kiya:
“Bahut urgent hai. Hostel ke peeche wali boundary wall ke paas abhi ke abhi aa.”
Message send karke usne aakhri baar apni nangi maa ke jism ko ghoora aur chupke se dabe paanv wahan se nikal gaya, apne dimaag mein ek naya aur khaufnak khel bunte hue.

After few Days:
Waqt ne tezi se karwat li aur final exams ka countdown shuru ho gaya. College mein har taraf sirf aur sirf padhai ka stress aur notes ki afra-tafri dikhne lagi. Library subah se shaam tak students se bhari rehti. Lekin is badle hue mahaul mein ek aur sabse bada badlaav aaya tha—Trupti aur Abhay ka rishta ab openly campus mein sabke samne aa chuka tha. Wo dono ab ek doosre ke saath openly ghoomte aur baithte the.
Canteen ho, library ka koi corner ho ya empty classroom—dono hamesha saath dikhte. Abhay poore haq se Trupti ke liye notes arrange karta, library se books lakar deta, canteen mein uske liye paani aur coffee lekar aata, aur baatein karte-karte sabke samne uske baalon ko sehlaane lagta. Trupti bhi ab college ki kisi 21 saal ki ladki ki tarah Abhay ke is narm aur izzatdaar touch ke saath poori tarah comfortable ho chuki thi. Pure college mein dono ek cute, cuddly aur ideal couple ki tarah mashhoor ho chuke the.
Par ye sirf din ka ujaala tha… raaton ki kahani bilkul dark aur khaufnak thi.
Raat ke andhere mein Rahul apna maalikana haq poori darindagi se maangta tha. Jab bhi uske jism mein vasna ka nasha chadhta, wo kisi na kisi bahane ya hostel ke piche se Trupti ke room mein dakhil ho jaata. Kabhi raat ke 1 baje jab sab so rahe hote, toh kabhi subah ke 5 baje azaan ke waqt. Wo Trupti ko neend se uthata, uske muh ko apne haath se dabakar zor-zor se kiss karta aur bina koi raham khaye uski narm chut ke andar apna mota, garam lund dhasa deta.
Trupti ab Rahul ko mana karne ki himmat poori tarah kho chuki thi. Wo bina kisi virodh ke, chup-chaap bed par let jaati aur apne bete ke possessive junoon ke samne apna jism surrender kar deti. Rahul uski taangon ko apne kandhe par rakh kar use zor-zor se, behad wild tarike se chodta, uske bhaari 38D boobs par apne daant gadaata, aur har baar aakhri jhatke ke saath apna garam cum uski chut ke sabse gehre hisse mein chhod kar chupke se nikal jaata. Trupti ab is double life mein poori tarah se adjust ho chuki thi—din mein Abhay ki sharmilee dulhan, aur raat mein apne hi bete ke lund ki pyaasee rakhail.

Aakhirkar, wo din aa hi gaya jab final exams ka aakhri paper khatam hua. Exam hall se nikalte hi pure campus mein excitement ka toofan aa gaya tha. Pura group canteen ke unhi purane aur favorite corner table par ikattha hua tha—Trupti, Abhay, Rahul, Kriti, Shital aur unke group ke baaki dost. Har ek chehre par exams ke bojh se mukti ki khushi saaf chamak rahi thi. Canteen mein hasi-mazak aur shor apne urooj par tha. Koi cold drink ke mugs utha raha tha, toh koi aakhri din ki yaadon ko camera mein kaid karne ke liye photos click kar raha tha.
Trupti aaj halki pink salwar kameez mein thi, jisme uski braid aage ki taraf sarki hui thi. Abhay uske bilkul sata kar baitha tha, uska haath table ke niche Trupti ki nangi jaangh ko halke se sehla raha tha.
Suddenly, Abhay ne canteen ke table par thoda zor se haath maara aur muskurate hue sabki taraf dekha, “Guys… ek minute sab meri baat suno! Maine exams khatam hone ki khushi mein ek bada plan banaya hai.”
Table par baite sabhi doston ne apna shor roka aur utsukta se Abhay ki taraf dekhne lage.



Abhay ne Trupti ke haath ko table ke upar lekar kaske pakda aur poore josh mein kaha, “Pichle do mahine se hum sab ne bohot stress jhela hai. To ab exams khatam ho gaye hain, toh ek ultimate masti toh banti hai na? Maine shehar se door, hills ke beech ek behad luxurious aur private villa book kiya hai. Wahan ek private swimming pool hai, bohot bada garden hai aur complete privacy hai. Kal subah se lekar agle 3 din ke liye hum sab wahan chal rahe hain. Kya bolte ho? Sab chal rahe hain na?”

Yeh sunte hi Kriti ki aankhein chamak uthin. Usne turant apni chair se uthte hue kaha, “Wow Abhay! Yeh toh kamaal ka idea hai. Main kabse kisi trip par jaane ke liye tarsi hui thi. Main toh 100% ready hoon, packing aaj raat hi shuru!”
Shital ne bhi apni cold drink ka glass hawa mein uthate hue support kiya, “Maza aa jaayega yaar, hills ka weather is waqt awesome hoga. Count me in!” Baaki doston ne bhi table thapthapate hue haan mein haan milayi.
Trupti ne jab Abhay ke chehre par wo hadd se zyada excitement aur uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chhipi hui chamak dekhi, toh uske dil mein halka sa shak hua. Use laga ki Abhay sirf ek aam trip ki baat nahi kar raha, uske piche kuch aur hai. Par usne dosto ke samne openly kuch nahi poocha.
Rahul table ke doosre kone mein baitha tha. Usne bohot hi cool aur normal andaaz mein apni cold drink ka ek lamba sip liya. Uski dark aankhon mein ek behad shaitani aur sadi hui muskaan tair gayi. Uska shaatir dimaag turant samajh gaya ki ye koi aam dosto ki trip nahi hai. Wo jaan gaya ki Abhay ne wahan kuch bohot bada aur personal plan kiya hai—wahi farmhouse waali proposal night jiski planning unhone cafe mein ki thi.
Abhay ne Trupti ke chehre ke paas apna muh laya aur bohot hi pyaar se dubi aawaaz mein bola, “Trupti… tum chal rahi ho na mere saath?”
Trupti ne Rahul ki taraf ek chorti si nazar daali, jahan Rahul ne table ke neeche se apna pair Trupti ke pair par kaske daba diya—ek silent warning aur aadesh. Trupti ne turant Abhay ki taraf dekha aur sharmate hue haan mein sir hila diya, “Haan Abhay… tum sab ja rahe ho toh main bhi chalti hoon.”
Abhay ne khushi ke maare table par ek aur zoradar haath maara, “Perfect! Toh phir sab kuch fix ho gaya. Kal subah theek 8 baje sab isi canteen ke gate par milenge. Gaadiyan aur baaki saare arrangements main khud dekh lunga.”



Pure table par ek baar phir se cheers aur hooting ka shor goonj utha. Kriti aur Shital abhi se planning karne lagin ki kaun se outfits lekar jaane hain aur kaun si playlist chalegi.

Rahul ne dosto ke us shor ke beech canteen ki madham roshni mein seedha Trupti ki aankhon mein dekha. Uski look mein ek behad dark satisfaction aur maalikana haq tha. Usne dil hi dil mein muskura kar socha—*“Jao Mummy… jitna ghoomna hai ghoom lo. Is trip par bhi tumhare is voluptuous jism par haq sirf mera rahega. Abhay chahe dulhan banane ke kitne bhi khwaab dekh le, par us villa ke band kamre mein tumhare badan ko mere hi lund se chdna padega.”*
Abhay andar se behad sukoon aur khushi mehsus kar raha tha ki uska pehla step kamyaab ho gaya. Uske dimaag mein ab sirf ek hi tasveer ghoom rahi thi—kal raat jab hills ke beech us luxurious villa ka garden fairy lights se jagmagayega, toh wo Trupti ke samne ghutno par baith kar uske haath mein diamond ring pehnayega aur use officially apni dulhan banayega. Wo is baat se bilkul anjaan tha ki jise wo dulhan banane ja raha hai, wo pehle se hi apne hi bete ki sabse wild rakhail ban chuki hai

Subah ke theek 7:15 baj chuke the. Hills se aane wali thandi aur taaza hawa abhi shehar ki borders ko chhu rahi thi, jab Abhay ne behad bechain aur excited hokar Rahul ko call lagaya. Uski aawaaz mein khushi aur gharelo toofan ka ek anokha mix saaf mehsus ho raha tha.

“Bhai… sab ready hai yahan par!” Abhay ne haanfte hue kaha. “Villa mein decoration ka ek-ek kaam bilkul perfect ho chuka hai. Pool side ke bilkul paas wahi canopy lagwa di hai jaisa tu ne bola tha. Fairy lights, red rose petals ka carpet, background music playlist—sab kuch set hai. Main raat ko hi baaki doston ke saath yahan jaldi ruk gaya tha taaki arrangements mein koi kami na reh jaaye. Kriti aur Shital bhi subah se decorations ko aakhri touch de rahi hain. Tu bas… tu bas Trupti ko time par lekar aa ja, bhai. Mera dil seene se bahar aane ko hai.”
Rahul ne apne phone ko kaan se sataye rakha. Uske chehre par ek behad sadi hui, khaufnak par cool lagne wali muskaan tair gayi. Usne bade hi aam lehje mein jawab diya, “Of course, bhai. Main abhi nikal hi raha hoon. Usko poore time par, safe aur sahi-salamat tere paas le aata hoon. Tu bilkul tension mat le, tera ye din sach mein yaadgar hone wala hai.”
Call cut karte hi Rahul ke andar ka bhediya jag utha. Usne almarir se apni tight black t-shirt aur jeans nikali. Uska chauda aur muscular jism us black outfit mein aur bhi zyada dominant lag raha tha. Usne bike ki chabi uthayi aur seedha Trupti ke hostel ki taraf nikal pada. Har baar ki tarah, main gate ke watchman ki nazron se bachta hua, wo hostel ki piche wali purani boundary wall ke paas pahuncha, ek lambi jump maari aur dabe paanv chalte hue Trupti ke room ke andar dakhil ho gaya.


Trupti is waqt aine ke samne khadi hokar ready ho rahi thi. Jaise hi Rahul ne darwaze ke andar qadam rakha, uski nazrein apni maa ke jism par tik gayin aur wo wahi jam gaya. Uska lund t-shirt aur jeans ke piche se ek hi jhatke mein sariye ki tarah sakht hokar khada ho gaya.

Aaj Trupti ne aam dino se bilkul alag, ek behad sexy, kamuk aur modern sleeveless short dress pehni thi. Deep maroon colour ki wo tight fitted dress uske voluptuous 38-28-38 ke gande jism par is tarah chipki hui thi jaise uski nangi skin par kisi ne rang chadhakar mndh diya ho. Dress ka neckline hadd se zyada deep aur wide cutout mein tha, jiske karan uske gore, bhaari aur narm 38D boobs ka ek bada hissa (cleavage) bahar phool kar ubhar raha tha. Wo kapda un bhaari tarboozo ke dabav se fatne ko taiyar lag raha bha. Dress itni tight thi ki jab wo aine ke samne thoda sarakti, toh uski slim waist aur piche se uski round, heavy aur juicy gaand ka poora shape kisi qaatilana curve ki tarah saaf-saaf dikhai de raha tha. Usne gaalo par halka sa blush, honton par chamakta hua dark gloss lagaya tha aur apne lambe, ghane kaale baalon ko aaj khula chhoda tha, jo uski nangi, gori peeth aur kaandho par saanp ki tarah bikhre hue the. Wo bilkul college ke pehle din jaisi ek hot, young babe lag rahi thi jise dekh kar koi bhi mard apna sab kuch luta de.
Trupti ne aine ke andar se hi Rahul ka wo bhooka aur vasna se bhara chehra dekh liya. Uske raseele honton par ek sharmilee par maalikana muskaan aayi aur wo dheere se ghoom kar boli, “Aa gaya tu…?”




Rahul ne piche mudkar darwaze ki latch ko andar se double-lock kiya aur bina ek second ganwaye tezi se uske paas aakar use piche se apne ghere mein le liya. Uske donon majboot haath Trupti ki nangi, gori belly par gaye aur wahan se sarakte hue seedha us deep neckline ke upar se uske heavy boobs ko poori taakat se jakad gaye. Usne Trupti ko jhatke se apni taraf ghumaya aur uske chamakte honton par apna muh rakh kar unhe poori shiddat se chusna shuru kar diya.


Wo kiss behad wild, passionate aur geeli thi. Rahul Trupti ke neeche wale hont ko apne daant se dabate hue chus raha tha aur apni garam jeebh uske muh ke andar daal kar ras chat raha tha. Trupti bhi sab kuch bhool kar apne bete ke is mardana jhatke mein poori tarah beh gayi, uski apni saansein tez ho gayin aur kamre mein unke kisses ki chipchipi aawaazein goonjne lagin.
Kiss ke ek chote se break mein, Trupti ne haanfte hue, apni nashili aankhon se Rahul ko dekha aur bohot hi dabe gale se fusfusayi, “Main… main hamesha teri hi raahungi Rahul… mere bete… chahe duniya mein kuch bhi badal jaaye.”
Rahul ne uske honton ko ek baar phir se halke se lick kiya aur uski gori, sleeveless baah par apna haath ferte hue bola, “Main jaanta hoon Mummy… tu sirf aur sirf meri hi rakhail hai.”
Thodi der tak us jism ki garmi ko mehsus karne ke baad, Trupti ne Rahul ke chaude seene par apne haath rakhe aur use thoda sa alag karte hue bechaini se kaha, “Par… par Rahul, aaj… aaj main Abhay ko apna sab kuch de dungi. Main ab usse aur door nahi reh pa rahi hoon. Wo aaj mujhe poore group ke samne officially propose karne wala hai… aur main use poore dil se haan bolne wali hoon. Main uske pyaar ke samne rok nahi paungi khud ko.”
Rahul ne Trupti ke narm, gore chehre ko apne dono haathon ki hatheliyon mein jakad liya. Uski aankhon mein dekhbaye hue wo bohot hi dheemi, bhaari aur ek behad twisted aawaaz mein bola, “Theek hai Mummy… main tumhein aaj bilkul nahi rokunga. Jo karna hai karo.”
Trupti ne hairani aur sharm se Rahul ki aankhon mein dekha. Uske dil ka bojh halka ho raha tha, par apne bete ka ye badla hua andaaz use aur zyada harni kar raha tha.
Rahul ne table ke neeche se uski thigh par haath lagaya aur uske maroon dress ke andar se hi uske boobs ko dobara masalte hue ek behad sadi hui, kamuk aawaaz mein bola:
“Trupti… tum jaisi wild aur qaatilana beauty, jiska ye shareer is qadar bhara hua aur garam hai, wo zindagi bhar kisi ek mard se satisfy nahi ho sakti. Tumhein tumhare is jism ke liye aur mardo ki zaroorat hai jo tumhari is khoobsurati ki pooja karein, tumhein bed par chodein, aur tumhare is ras ka maza lein. Aaj Abhay tumhein apni dulhan banane ka proposal dega… tum uski ban jana. Main koi tamasha nahi karunga, na hi uske samne koi problem khadi karunga.”
Trupti sharm se poori tarah paani-paani ho gayi. Usne apna laal tamtameya hua chehra seedha Rahul ke black t-shirt se chipkakar uske seene mein muh chhupa liya. Uski chhati Rahul ke seene par tezi se upar-neeche ho rahi thi. “Kuch bhi bolte ho tum… sharm nahi aati apni maa se aisi baatein karte hue…”
Rahul halka sa hasa. Usne Trupti ke khule baalon mein ungliyan daal kar uska sir upar uthaya aur uski bheeghi aankhon mein ghoorte hue kaha, “Aaj tera din hai, Mummy. Enjoy kar apna pyaar. Main tujhe bilkul nahi rokunga. Wahan jo bhi hoga… hone dena.”
Trupti ne emotional hokar Rahul ke honton par ek gehri aur shukrana kiss chhodi. Phir dheere se boli, “Tu sach mein bohot bada ho gaya hai… mujhe itna freedom de raha hai.”
Rahul ne ek shaitani hasi ke saath uske nose-tip par ek chota sa touch kiya aur bola, “Kyunki main acche se jaanta hoon ki duniya ke samne chahe kitne bhi mard aa jaayein, par is shareer ki asli aag aur suhaag raat ka pehla round hamesha mere hi naam rahega.”
Trupti ne apna travel bag uthaya. Us bag ke andar usne wahi behad sexy sleeveless maroon saree aur matching deep-neck blouse pack kiya tha jo Rahul ne ek din pehle use jaan-bujhkar suggest kiya hai taaki proposal night par wo sabse zyada kamuk lage. Saath hi usne wahi black lace lingerie bhi bottom mein daal di thi.




Rahul ne poore haq se uski maroon dress ke curves ko ghooriyan di aur uska bag apne haath mein uthate hue bola, “Chal ab deer mat kar. Tera aashiq wahan hills par wait kar raha hoga.”

Dono lock kholkar room se bahar nikle. Campus se bahar aakar Rahul ne Trupti ko apni heavy bike ki piche wali seat par baithaya. Trupti ne tezi se Rahul ki kamar ko apni gori baahon mein kaske jakad liya, jisse uske 38D boobs piche se Rahul ki back par poori tarah se chapta gaye. Rahul ne accelerator ghumaya aur bike hills ke villa ki taraf tezi se daudne lagi.
Raaste mein hawa ke thapthapao ke beech Rahul ne side mirror mein Trupti ke udte baalon aur uske sharmile chehre ko dekha aur dil hi dil mein muskura kar socha—“Jao Mummy… aaj raat ke baad duniya ke samne tu officially Abhay ki dulhan ban ja… par us villa ke band kamre mein tera asli maalik aur tera pati sirf main hi rahunga.”


Hills ki un unchi aur haseen waadiyon ke beech khada wo luxurious villa kisi rajmahal se kam nahi lag raha tha. Villa pahunchte hi Rahul ne apni heavy bike ko side stand par lagaya. Trupti ne dheere se apna helmet utaara aur apne bikhre baalon ko jhatakte hue aas-paas ka nazaara dekha. Charo taraf faili greenery, thandi hawa, ek bada sa swimming pool aur piche dikhte hills—sab kuch behad khoobsurat tha.

Lekin is poore villa ka sabse bada secret iske piche wale garden area mein chhipa hua tha. Abhay ne pehle se hi villa ke back side ko fairy lights, red rose petals aur lake view ke samne ek behad dreamy canopy se sajwa diya tha. Par Trupti ko iski bhunnak tak nahi lagne di gayi. Jaise hi wo log andar dakhil hue, Kriti aur Shital ne tezi se aakar Trupti ko gher liya aur use front living area ki taraf le gayin.
Abhay ka group ko strictly instructions ka text pehle hi aa chuka tha: “Trupti ko bhool kar bhi back side mat le jaana jab tak main na kahun. Sab ke sab front yard aur living area mein hi raho aur mahaul ko normal rakho.”

Living area ka mahaul exams khatam hone ke josh se poori tarah gunj raha tha. Loud speaker par pehle upbeat party songs play kiye gaye, jahan group ke baaki ladke-ladkiyan hooting karte hue kood rahe the.
Trupti ne upar ke room mein jaakar apni maroon dress change ki aur wahi aakarshak sleeveless maroon saree pehan li jo Rahul ne use pack karne ko kahi thi. Jab wo stairs se neeche utri, toh pure hall mein ek pal ke liye sannaata chha gaya. Deep-neck cut blouse ke saath wo narm reshami saree uske 38-28-38 ke curvy badan par qaatilana lag rahi thi. Blouse ki sleeveless design se uske gore, makhmali kaandhe poore nange chamak rahe the, aur deep neckline se uske bhaari 38D boobs ka cleavage har saans ke saath upar-neeche hota saaf dikh raha bha. Saree ka pallu halka sa sarka hua tha, jisse uski slim waist aur narm nabh (navel) ki ek sunehri jhalak jhalak rahi thi. Uski is desi maal wali kamukta ko dekh kar Abhay ki saansein atak gayin.
Abhay bina ek second ganwaye aage badha, Trupti ka narm haath apne haath mein liya aur uski chamakti aankhon mein ghoorte hue dheere se bola, “May I have this dance, Trupti?”
Trupti ne halke se sharma kar apni doe-like aankhein jhuka lin aur haan mein sir hila diya.



Agle hi pal, speaker par chal raha loud track band hua aur ek behad madham, romantic gaana shuru hua—“Tum Hi Ho”.

Abhay ne poore haq se Trupti ki narm, gori waist par apna majboot haath rakha aur use jhatke se apne bilkul close kheench liya. Trupti ka seena Abhay ke chest se ja takraya. Dono ne thandi hawa ke beech ek slow, rhythmic dance shuru kiya. Abhay ka ek haath uski saree ke patle kapde ke upar se uski soft kamar ko sehla raha tha, aur doosra haath Trupti ke narm panje ko jakde hue tha. Trupti ne apna sir Abhay ke chaude seene par tikaya, jahan use Abhay ke dil ki tez dhadkan saaf sunayi de rahi thi. Dono madham roshni mein dheere-dheere ghoom rahe the. Abhay ne dance ke beech hi jhuk kar uske gilaas jaise chamakte kaan ke paas kuch romantic fusfusaya, jise sun kar Trupti ke honton par ek behad pyaari hasi bikhar gayi.
The Hidden Watcher
Hall mein baithe dost unhe dekh kar hooting kar rahe the.
“Wahhh… nazar na lage! Kitna perfect aur cute couple hai yaar!” Kriti ne taali bajaate hue kaha. Shital ne add kiya, “Abhay bhai toh aaj poore aashiq mood mein hain, kisi ki sunne wale nahi!”
Rahul is poore shor se door, hall ke ek andhere corner mein khada tha. Uske haath mein cold drink ka glass tha, par uski dark, intense nazrein poori tarah Trupti ke jism par gadi thin. Us mardana jism ke andar is waqt ek ajeeb sa toofan chal raha tha. Ek taraf uski maalikana jalan (jealousy) ubal rahi thi ki uski maa kisi aur ke haath mein jhoom rahi hai, par doosri taraf, Trupti ke chehre par barso baad aayi ye sacchi, bholi khushi aur sharm dekh kar uske andar ka gussa thoda shant ho raha tha.
Kriti ne piche se aakar Rahul ke kaandhe par haath rakha, “Kya Rahul, apni hot classmate ko is tarah lagatar ghoor kyun raha hai? Nazar lagayega kya?”
Rahul ne apni sadi hui muskaan ko chhupate hue normal tone mein kaha, “Kuch nahi yaar… bas dekh raha tha ki exams ke baad sab kitne khush hain.”
Usne phir se Trupti ki taraf dekha. Abhay ne dance ke ek step mein Trupti ko halka sa ghumaya, jisse uski saree ka pallu hawa mein lehraaya aur uske khule lambe baal udne lage. Wo is pal mein poori tarah ek aam, jawaan ladki lag rahi thi jo apne pyaar ke saath mehfooz thi. Rahul ne glass ko kaske bheencha aur dil mein socha—“Aaj raat ke is ujaale mein tu jitna chahe muskura le Mummy… teri is khushi ko main kharab nahi karunga. Par yaad rakhna, is raat ke aakhri andhere mein tera asli maalik sirf tera beta hi rahega.”
The Secrecy Deepens
Dance khatam hote hi Abhay ne sabke samne Trupti ke laal hote gaal par ek chota sa, narm kiss kar diya. Trupti ne shock aur sharm ke maare turant apna poora chehra Abhay ke seene mein chhupa liya, jisse group ne ek baar phir se zoradar cheers kiya.
Thodi der baad, mahaul ko aur chill karne ke liye sab log swimming pool ke periphery par aa gaye. Kuch dost swimming trunks mein pool ke thande paani mein kood gaye, jahan paani ki chintein ud rahi thin. Shital aur Kriti pool side chairs par baith kar photos click kar rahi thin.
Trupti aur Abhay pool ke ek kinare par chair par paas-paas baithe the. Abhay ne table ke neeche se Trupti ki nangi jaangh par apna haath rakha aur lagatar uske kaan mein apni aane wali zindagi ke haseen khwaab phoonkne laga. Trupti har baat par halke se hasti, kabhi uske haath ko dabaati toh kabhi uske saath masti karti.
Bahar andhera ab poori tarah gehra ho chuka tha, aur hills ki thand badhne lagi thi. Villa ke garden ki colorful lights on ho gayi thin, jisse paani par ek ajeeb sa nasha chha gaya tha. Abhay ne chair se uthte waqt door khade Rahul ki taraf dekha aur bohot hi sunehre andaaz mein apni right aankh maari—“Sab ready hai, ab action ka time hai.”
Rahul ne andhere mein khade-khade hi bohot hi dominant andaaz mein apna sir hila kar green signal de diya. Trupti abhi bhi is aag aur paani ke khel se bilkul anjaan, pool ke paas baithi sharmakar muskura rahi thi, bina jaanti ki agla ek ghanta uski zindagi ko ek aise mod par le jaane wala hai jahan uska pyaar aur uske bete ka twisted junoon ek doosre ke samne nange khade hone wale the.




Hills ki thandi, sarsarati hawa pool ke paani se takra kar poore mahaul mein ek ajeeb sa nasha ghol rahi thi. Trupti abhi bhi Abhay ke bilkul sata kar pool ke paas wali chair par baithi hui thi aur dono dheere-dheere baatein kar rahe the. Madham chalta hua romantic music dosto ki hooting ke beech gunguna raha tha aur poore group mein exams khatam hone ki alag hi masti chal rahi thi. Abhay ne ek baar garden ke us andhere kone ki taraf dekha jahan Rahul black t-shirt mein poore dominant andaaz se khada tha. Unki nazrein mili, aur Rahul ne bohot hi shaant par maalikana andaaz mein halka sa sir hila diya — jiska saaf matlab tha ki ab action ka time aa gaya hai, khel shuru kiya jaaye.

Abhay ke dil ki dhadkan ek pal mein bullet train ki tarah tez ho gayi. Usne table ke neeche se Trupti ke narm haath ko aur kaske bheencha aur apna muh uske glossy, laal honton ke paas le jaakar dheere se kaan mein kaha, “Trupti… ek bahut bada aur special surprise hai tere liye. Bas ek baar apni ye pyaari aankhein band kar lo.”
Trupti uski is bechaini par halka sa hans padi. Uski sleeveless maroon saree ka pallu hawa mein halka sa sarka jisse uski slim waist aur cleavage ki chamak aur badh gayi. Usne muskurate hue Abhay ki taraf dekha aur boli, “Abhay ab is umr… mera matlab hai ab is time kya surprise? Exams khatam ho gaye hain na, sab ke sab yahan masti toh kar hi rahe hain.”
Abhay ne uski baahon par apna garam haath ferte hue thoda zidd wale lehje mein kaha, “Maine kaha na… bas apni aankhein band kar lo, please meri jaan.”
Trupti ne uske pyaar ke samne surrender karte hue dheere se apni doe-like aankhein band kar lin. Abhay ne bina ek second ganwaye apni jeans ki pocket se ek behad narm, black velvet ka kapda nikala aur bohot hi aahista se Trupti ke narm chehre par lapet te hue uski aankhon par baandh diya. Blindfold bilkul tight nahi tha, par kapde ki blackness ki wajah se Trupti ko ab kuch bhi dikh nahi raha tha. Uska poora jism is anjaan ehsaas se halka sa sihar utha. Abhay ne uske narm panje ko apne majboot haath mein jakada aur use chair se dheere se uthaya.





Chalo… dheere-dheere mere saath qadam badhao. Main le chalta hoon tumhein, chinta mat karo kisi cheez se takraane nahi dunga.”

Trupti ke honton par wo sharmilee classmate wali muskaan abhi bhi bikhri hui thi. Wo blindfold ke andhere mein Abhay ke touch ke sahare dheere-dheere apne qadam badha rahi thi. Abhay use bohot hi dabe paanv villa ke front yard se ghumate hue piche wale us exclusive garden area ki taraf le ja raha tha, jahan pool side ko poori tarah se ek jannat banaya gaya bha. Wahan pahunchte hi mahaul bilkul badal gaya. Hawa mein gile gulabo ki bhari hui khushbu tair rahi thi. Pure lawn par hazaron fairy lights kisi sitaron ki tarah chamak rahi thin, aur zameen par laal gulab ki pankhudiyon (rose petals) ka ek narm carpet bikhra hua tha. Theek lake view ke samne ek chhota sa, behad luxurious white canopy khada tha jiske neeche do white chairs aur ek glass table laga tha. Table ke thik center mein ek heart-shaped chocolate cake rakha tha jiske upar red icing se poore haq se likha tha — “Will You Marry Me?”. Pool ke neele paani ke andar se aati hui madham lighting is poore setup ko hadd se zyada romantic aur kamuk bana rahi thi.
Group ke baaki log — Kriti, Shital aur baaki dost — thodi door par ek line mein chup-chaap khade the. Rahul sabse piche, ek ped ke saaye mein khada tha, uske chehre par koi expression nahi tha par uski ghaneyri black aankhein is poore drishya ke ek-ek pal ko apne andar utaar rahi thin. Pure garden mein achanak ek sannaata chha gaya, sirf music ki dheemi baseline gunj rahi thi. Sabki saansein thami hui thin aur nazrein sirf Trupti par tiki thin.
Abhay ne Trupti ko dheere se us white canopy ke neeche le jaakar khada kar diya, jahan gulab ki pankhudiyan uske nange pairon ko chhu rahi thin. Usne Trupti ke dono haathon ko apne haath mein liya. Trupti ne andhere mein hi apni narm saans chhodte hue bechaini se poocha, “Abhay… yeh kahan le aaye ho tum mujhe? Pure mahaul mein ye gulabo ki khushbu kahan se aa rahi hai? Please ab kholo na ye kapda.”
Abhay ne uski narm skin par apni ungliyan ferte hue behad bhaari aawaaz mein kaha, “Abhi kuch mat poochna Trupti… bas ek second ke liye wahi rukna jahan tum ho.”
Usne Trupti ke haath ko halka sa chhoda aur agle hi pal, us narm rose carpet par poore haq aur shiddat ke saath Trupti ke samne ghutno ke bal baith gaya. Thodi door khade group mein excitement ka toofan aa gaya. Kriti ne darr aur khushi ke maare apna muh dono haathon se cover kar liya taaki uski aawaaz na nikle. Shital ke chehre par ek bohot hi pyari muskaan thi jo is sacche pyaar ko dekh kar aayi thi. Par in sabse alag, Rahul wahan khada apna lund pant ke andar kaske dabaye hue sab dekh raha bha. Uski maa kisi aur ke samne jhukne wali thi, par wo jaanta tha ki ye sirf ek natak hai jiska asli maalik wo khud hai.
Abhay ne zameen par baithe-baithe hi Trupti ke narm, gori finger-tips ko dobara pakda aur dheere se bola, “Trupti… apni aankhein khol sakti ho ab tum.”
Trupti ne apne kaanpte haathon se us black blindfold ko dheere se sarkaaya. Jaise hi uski badi-bahaari aankhein khulin, uske hont khule ke khule reh gaye aur muh se ek jhatke mein saans nikal gayi. Uske samne ka nazaara itna dreamy aur khoobsurat tha ki wo yakeen nahi kar pa rahi thi. Charo taraf jagmagati lights, zameen par bikhre gulab, pool ka nasha aur theek uske samne ghutno par baitha uski zindagi ka pyaar — ye sab dekh kar Trupti ki aankhein ek pal mein paani se bhar aayin. Usne kaanpte hue aas-paas dekha aur phir apni nazrein neeche tikayi jahan Abhay poore samarpan se baitha tha.
Abhay ne bina waqt ganwaye apni coat ki pocket se ek chhoti si, premium red velvet box nikali aur use Trupti ke samne khol diya. Andar ki madham roshni mein ek behad qeemti aur elegant diamond solitaire ring apni poori chamak ke saath jagmagaye uthi. Wo wahi ring thi jise Rahul ne secretly select karne ka natak kiya tha, par aaj wo Abhay ke haathon mein thi.
Trupti ke muh se ek lafz bhi nahi nikal raha tha. Uski sharm aur khushi ka koi thikana nahi tha, uske gore gaalo par khushi ke aansu tezi se behne lage aur wo sharmate hue dono haathon se apna chehra chhupane ki koshish karne lagi. Maroon saree ke deep blouse mein qaid uski chhati har saans ke saath tezi se fadfadane lagi.
Abhay ne uski paani se bhari aankhon mein seedha dekhte hue behad gehri, mardana aur jazbaati aawaaz mein kehna shuru kiya, “Trupti… pehle hi din se, jab maine tumhein is college ke campus mein qadam rakhte hue dekha tha, tab se mere dil mein kuch aisa badal gaya jo main kabhi lafzo mein nahi bata paya. Tu sirf is duniya ki sabse sundar ladki nahi hai Trupti… tu bahut strong hai, bahut pyaari aur caring hai. Jab poora college mere khilaf tha, jab main sabse bade toofan mein tha, tab bhi tumne mera haath nahi chhoda. Main tumse sirf aam ladko ki tarah pyaar nahi karta… main tumhein apne aane wale kal ka, apni aatma aur apni poori zindagi ka sabse zaroori hissa banana chahta hoon.”
Trupti ke aansu ab lagatar uski nangi gardan aur cleavage par gir rahe the. Wo haath se apna muh dabaye bas Abhay ko ghoor rahi thi, uske andar ka pativrata guilt is sacche pyaar ke samne poori tarah beh chuka tha.
Abhay ne us solitaire ring ko box se bahar nikaala, Trupti ke gore, narm nange pairon ke paas thoda aur aage jhuka aur poore dil se pukaara, “Trupti… main aaj is haseen raat aur in dosto ke samne tumse poochna chahta hoon… kya tu mujhe hamesha ke liye apna pati, apna maalik aur apna sab kuch bana legi? Will you marry me, Trupti? Kya tu mujhse shaadi karegi?”



Mahaul mein agle kuch seconds ke liye sirf aur sirf background music ki wo madham siskari gunjti rahi. Lawn mein khada ek-ek dost apni saans rok kar is aakhri jawaab ka intezar kar raha tha. Rahul ki intense black eyes is waqt Trupti ke laal hote chehre aur uski taangon ke beech chal rahi vibration par tiki thin. Wo apni maa ke is badlaav ko poore maze se note kar raha tha.

Trupti ne dheere se apne haathon ko chehre se neeche kiya. Uski aankhon se behne wale aansuon ne uske makeup ko aur bhi zyada nashila bana diya tha. Usne Abhay ki un pyaari aur umeed se bhari aankhon mein dekha, jahan uske liye izzat hi izzat thi. Usne ek gehri saans li aur poore lawn mein goonjti hui saaf, sharmilee par pakki aawaaz mein kaha, “Haan Abhay… haan! Main haan bolti hoon. Main tumse shaadi karungi.”
Abhay ke chehre par ek aisi paagal kar dene wali khushi aayi ki uski apni aankhon se bhi ek aansu nikal gaya. Usne turant bina ek second ganwaye Trupti ke narm, gore left haath ko pakda aur uski ring finger ke andar us solitaire diamond ring ko poori tarah se dhasa diya. Ring ke baithte hi wo jhatke se zameen se utha aur Trupti ke voluptuous 38-28-38 jism ko poori taakat se apni majboot baahon mein bhinchte hue kaske hug kar liya.
Trupti ne bhi apna poora nanga kaandhe aur baahon ko Abhay ke gale mein daal diya aur use lagatar kaske hug karte hue rote hue bolne lagi, “Main tumse bohot pyaar karti hoon Abhay… bohot zyada pyaar karti hoon tumse.”
Abhay ne uske rote hue chehre ko upar uthaya aur sabke samne uske gloss se chamakte, raseele honton par apna muh rakh kar ek behad gehri, garam aur wild romantic kiss shuru kar di. Trupti ne bhi is baar bina kisi darr ke apna muh khol diya, dono ke hont ek doosre ke ras mein doob gaye aur thodi door khade dosto ne ek saath zoradar hooting, cheers aur taaliyon ki goonj se poore villa ko hila diya.
“Wahhh… kamaal kar diya Abhay bhai!”
“Congratulations to the most beautiful couple!”
Kriti aur Shital se ab aur control nahi hua, dono tezi se lawn par daudti hui aayin aur Trupti ko Abhay ki baahon se chheen kar khud kaske hug karne lagin. Har koi ek-ek karke congratulations bol raha tha, gaalo par kiss kar raha bha. Trupti abhi bhi khushi ke maare ro rahi thi par uske chehre par ek aisi chamak thi jo barso baad aayi thi. Abhay poore haq se uske bilkul sata kar khata tha aur uska haath table ke upar kaske pakde hue tha, jaise wo dikhana chahta ho ki ab ye dulhan uski hai.
Rahul abhi bhi us ped ke andhere saaye mein akela khada tha. Usne apni glass ko table par rakha aur dheere se chalte hue ujaale ki taraf aaya. Usne ek baar apni maa ke is naye avatar ko dekha, uski aankhon mein is waqt ek behad dark aur kamuk nasha tair raha tha. Uske andar ka twisted junoon ubal raha tha ki ‘Chahe ye diamond ring pehan le, par iska ye ganda aur garam jism aakhir mein mere hi lund par tadpega.’ Usne bahar se poori tarah normal aur cool smile maintain karte hue Abhay ki taraf haath hilaya aur bohot hi dosti wale lehje mein bola, “Congratulations, Abhay bhai! Kamaal ka setup tha.”
Abhay ne Rahul ki taraf dekha aur bohot hi shukrana andaaz mein apni right aankh maari — jaise wo keh raha ho ki ‘Bhai, tere is support aur security ke bina ye kabhi mumkin nahi hota, thank you.’
Thodi der ke is emotional drama ke baad, sab log us glass table ke paas ikattha ho gaye. Trupti aur Abhay ne saath mein us heart-shaped chocolate cake par knife chalaya aur ek doosre ko cake khilaya. Charo taraf cameras ke flashes chamak rahe the, photos click ho rahi thin. Speaker ka volume ek baar phir se high kar diya gaya aur poore group ke ladke-ladkiyan pool side par wild dance karne lage. Trupti abhi bhi Abhay ke haath mein haath daale khadi thi, uska chehra khushi se tamtameya hua laal tha aur wo diamond ring uski gori ungli par dim roshni mein chamak rahi thi.
Rahul pool side ki ek andheri chair par akele baith gaya. Kriti jo abhi tak Trupti ke saath thi, wo dheere se chalte hue Rahul ke paas aayi aur uske chaude kandhe par apna haath rakh kar baith gayi. Usne koi baath nahi ki, bas Rahul ke chehre ke expressions ko padhte hue uske bilkul close baithi rahi.
Trupti ne dosto ke beech haste-hasti ek baar piche mudkar us andhere kone ki taraf dekha jahan Rahul baitha tha. Agle hi pal, unki nazrein ek doosre se seedha takraayin. Trupti ke honton par ek behad chkkani, sharmilee aur jaan-bujhkar di gayi smile aayi — jaise wo achhe se jaanti ho ki uska beta uske is poore natak aur uski khushi ko ghoor raha hai. Rahul ne bhi andhere se hi bohot hi dominant andaaz mein apna sir halka sa nod kiya, jaise wo keh raha ho ki ‘Jitna hasna hai has le dulhan… raat abhi baki hai.’
Raat ab poori tarah se apni aakhri hadd tak gehra rahi thi, aur hills ki thand ke beech us luxurious villa mein ab sirf celebration, dosto ki hasi aur shor ki aawaazein goonj rahi thin. Trupti officially aur duniya ke samne ab Abhay ki hone ka iqrar kar chuki thi… par uski un nashili aankhon ke sabse gehre kone mein abhi bhi ek chhoti si bebasi aur kamuk samarpan chhipa tha, jiska asli aur khaufnak matlab is pure villa mein sirf aur sirf uska apna beta Rahul hi samajh sakta tha.
Abhay ne sabke dance mein mast hone ka maza uthaya, Trupti ko piche se apni baahon mein jhatke se kheencha aur uske nange kaandhe par apna garam muh rakhte hue bola, “Aaj raat hum sab ghar wapas nahi ja rahe hain… tumhare aur mere liye is villa ke sabse upar wale floor par ek behad special aur luxurious room pehle se hi taiyaar hai, meri dulhan.”
Trupti ne sharm se paani-paani hote hue turant apna poora chehra uske seene mein chhupa liya, par uski ungliyan uski saree ke pallu ko kaske bheenchi hui thin. Group abhi bhi pool ke paas poori masti mein dooba tha, par wahan khade ek-ek shakhs ko andaza tha ki exams ke khatam hone ki is aakhri raat ko hills ke is band kamre mein kuch bahut hi wild aur alag hone wala hai.


Master bedroom ka wo bhari darwaza jaise hi piche se lock hua, bahar ki bachi-kuchi duniya bilkul gayab ho gayi. Hills ki thand ko cheerte hue kamre ke andar jalte hue chote-chote scented candles poore mahaul mein ek narm, sunehri roshni aur andhere ka saaya faila rahe the. Trupti ne jaise hi andar qadam rakha, uski saans ek pal ke liye seene mein hi atak gayi. Poora kamra kisi wild suhaag raat ke maidaan jaisa saja hua tha. Ek bada sa king-size bed tha, jispar white silk ki sheet bichi thi aur uspar laal gulab ki pankhudiyon (rose petals) ka ek narm gaadha carpet bikhra pada tha. Kamre ki hawa mein gulab aur chandan ki ek behad kamuk khushbu ghuli hui thi jo jism ke khoon ko garam karne ke liye kafi thi. Table par rakhi premium champagne aur do chamakte kanch ke glasses is haseen raat ke aane wale toofan ka intezar kar rahe the.

Trupti se ab aur apna sanyam nahi rakhha gaya. Usne piche mudkar Abhay ko poori taakat se apni gori baahon mein jakad liya aur apna chehra uske chaude seene mein chhupa kar kaske hug kar liya. Uski sleeveless maroon saree ka narm kapda Abhay ke jism se poori tarah sat gaya tha.
“Abhay… main… main aaj itni khush hoon ki mujhe lafz nahi mil rahe. Mujhe apni poori zindagi mein aaj tak itna sukoon aur itni izzat kabhi mehsus nahi hui. Thank you… thank you mere liye ye sab karne ke liye,” Trupti ne rote hue, behad dabe aur nashile gale se fusfusayi. Uski doe-like aankhon se khushi ke kuch boond nikal kar Abhay ke shirt ko bhigo rahe the.
Abhay ne uske khule, lambe reshmi baalon mein apni ungliyan daal kar unhe sehlaaya aur uske chehre ko upar uthate hue bola, “Main bhi bahut khush hoon Trupti. Aaj is raat ke baad tu hamesha ke liye meri ho gayi hai… poore haq ke saath, officially.”
Dono ki nazrein ek doosre ke jazbaaton mein poori tarah doob chukin thin. Abhay ne Trupti ke narm, laal hote gaal par apni hatheli rakhi aur apna muh seedha uske gloss se chamakte, raseele honton par rakh diya. Shuru mein wo kiss ek narm touch jaisi thi, par jaise-jaise unki saanso ki garmi badhi, wo kiss ek wild aur shiddat bhare jism ke nshe mein badal gayi. Trupti ne bhi is baar apna poora muh khol kar Abhay ki garam jeebh ko apne andar samet liya aur dono ek doosre ke ras ko paagalon ki tarah chusne lage. Kamre ke sannaate mein unke honton ki chipchipi aur geeli aawaaz gunjne lagi.



Kiss ki usi bechaini ke beech, Abhay ne Trupti ki slim waist (28) ko pakda aur use dheere-dheere bed ki taraf badhaya. Trupti ka nanga pair jaise hi rose petals se takraya, wo bed ke kinare par baith gayi. Us jhatke se uski maroon saree ka pallu poori tarah se sarak chuka tha, jisse uske voluptuous 38-28-38 figure ka sabse qaatilana hissa bahar aa gaya. Deep-neck blouse ke andar qaid uske bhaari 38D boobs ka gora cleavage har ek tez saans ke saath upar-neeche hota hua poori shiddat se chamak raha tha. Blouse ke tight fabric se uske nipples tight hokar blouse ko cheerne ko betab lag rahe the.

Abhay uske samne poore mardana haq se khada tha, uski aankhon mein Trupti ke is semi-nude avatar ko dekh kar ek behad gehri aur wild bhookh saaf jhalak rahi thi. Wo dheere se Trupti ke chehre ke paas neeche jhuka aur uske honton ko halke se bite karte hue whisper kiya, “Aaj main apne aap ko bilkul nahi rokunga Trupti… is bed par poori raat tumhein meri baahon mein tadapna padega.”
Trupti ne sharm aur extreme excitement ke maare apni nigahein neeche kar lin, uske gore gaal aur nangi sleeveless gardan laal tamtamaye hue the. Wo kaanpte hue dabe gale se boli, “Main… main bhi nahi rokungi tujhe aaj Abhay… aaj se mera ye shareer, meri ye jaan hamesha ke liye teri hai. Main sirf teri hoon… forever.”
Abhay ke chehre par ek behad sukoon bhari par junooni muskaan aa gayi. Usne Trupti ke narm gore kaandho par apne majboot haath rakhe aur use poore haq se piche ki taraf dhakel diya. Trupti ek jhatke se lakdi ke us bed par white silk sheet aur laal gulabo ke beech piche gir gayi. Uske girte hi uske khule baal rose petals par bikhar gaye aur uski saans poori tarah atak gayi. Saree ka pallu ab kamar se bhi alag ho chuka tha, jisse uski slim gori belly aur n narm navel poori tarah nangi chamakne lagi. Uski bahaari, nashili aankhein upar jhuke hue Abhay ko ghoor rahi thin—jisme sharm, izzatdaar pyaar aur jism ki kamuk bebasi sab ek saath mix ho chuke the.
Abhay ne bina ek second ganwaye uske upar apna poora vazan daala aur uske honton ko dobara apne muh mein bhar kar wild tarike se chusna shuru kiya. Uska ek garam haath Trupti ke narm, gori jaangh aur shorts ke edge… yani saree ke andar sarakte hue uske narm pet par ghoom raha bha, aur doosra haath uske baalon ko kaske noch raha tha. Trupti ne apne dono haath Abhay ke chaude seene par jamaye hue the, par uske touch ki garmi se uska poora 42 saal ka jism kisi jawaan ladki ki tarah halka-halka vibrate kar raha tha.
Abhay ne Trupti ke honton se apna muh hataya aur uske earlobe ko apni jeebh se lick karte hue bhaari aawaaz mein kaha, “Tu aaj is maroon saree mein kisi apsara jaisi hot lag rahi hai Trupti… par ab main is kapde ko tumhare jism par baki nahi rehne dunga.”
Trupti ne darr aur beintehaa pleasure ke maare apni aankhein kaske band kar lin, uski chhati har second tezi se phool rahi thi. Abhay ke garam haath piche gaye aur wo Trupti ke tight maroon blouse ke hooks ko ek-ek karke kholne laga. Metal ke hooks ke alag hone ki aawaaz Trupti ke dil ki dhadkan ko aur tez kar rahi thi.
Trupti ke muh se ek behad dabi hui, siskari bhari aawaaz nikli, “Abhay… please… thoda dheere se… main bardaasht nahi kar paungi…”
Abhay ne uske laal hote gaal par ek chota sa kiss kiya aur uski sleeveless nangi baah ko sehlaate hue bola, “Chinta mat karo meri jaan… aaj se tu meri dulhan hai, main tumhein poori tarah apna banaunga.”
Trupti ne Abhay ke shirt ko apne haathon mein kaske bheencha aur apna poora chehra sharm ke maare uski gardan mein chhupa liya. Uska jism is waqt kisi aag ki tarah tap raha tha. Jaise hi Abhay ne blouse ke aakhri hook ko nikaala aur tight blouse ko dono kaandho se neeche sarkaaya, Trupti ke bade, bhaari aur bilkul gore 38D boobs apni poori kamukta ke saath bahar nikal aaye. Abhay ne bina der kiye un narm tarboozo ko apne dono haathon ki hatheliyon mein bhar kar kaske masalna shuru kiya, jisse Trupti ke muh se ek behad gehri, nashili siskari pooray master bedroom mein goonj gayi—“AAhh… Abhay… mmmph…!”
Wo ab poori tarah se Abhay ke is paak aur shiddat bhare pyaar ke liye nangi khul chuki thi—apne us lover ke liye jise wo poore dil se pati maan chuki thi aur jo aaj raat uspar apna maalikana claim thonkne wala tha. Kamre ke dim yellow candles ke neeche ab sirf unki tezi se chalti saanso aur honton ke choosne ki geeli aawaazein goonj rahi thin… par wo is baat se bilkul anjaan thi ki is luxurious villa ke isi floor ke theek piche wale andhere corner se, unka sabse khaufnak toofan unke is khel ke khatam hone ka intezar kar raha tha.