[Joker44]

If you’re enjoying the story, please drop a comment, hit like on the thread, and give it a 5-star rating. Let’s make this a five-star thread together! ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

[Joker44]

I am thrilled that so many of you are enjoying Tripti’s story. To ensure this remains a compelling, long-form erotica, I will be introducing various plot twists and multiple love interests. Sticking to a single hero at this stage would cause the story to conclude prematurely, and with two years of college remaining, Tripti has much more to experience.

Please note that while the erotic elements are central, some updates will focus on world-building and narrative depth to give the story proper context. I haven't decided on the final endgame yet, so keep reading to see how it unfolds!"

[Joker44]

I definetly agree with you.The plot is so diverse that it will be automatically long form erotica but do not make it unnecessary lengthy...Even Jk rowling stopped Harry potter to maintain exclusive nature.

 In 2 years she will enjoy with friend , have lot new boyfriends little bit physical but without fucking, lot of activity ,classroom, other new boys trying her making jealous everyone including rahul+vivki+abhay etc but it is essential that only strong bull like abhay should fuck and own her; ensuring her pure womanly image instead of cheap slut ..

 Remember a pure woman will only fuck with her one and only special partner not like other slut.As soon as you downgrade her image this epic story empire will get destroyed. Hence it is very essential to balance the story and stick .

I’ve seen the comments, and I want to address a major piece of the puzzle: Tripti’s husband. They share over 20 years of history and a life they built together. If he decides he wants to be intimate with his wife, she can't just push him aside for someone she met a few months ago.

While she might enjoy the thrill of a younger man, walking away from a 20-year marriage isn't that simple. An affair is one thing; rebuilding her entire world is another. For a man like Abhay (or whoever becomes her 'bull') to truly claim her, he has to earn it. He needs to see her at her worst, witness her mistakes and her cheating, and still choose to forgive and accept her. Only when she realizes there is no one better for her—when he truly accepts her for who she is—will she let him dominate her life as both 'bull' and husband."

[Joker44]

It was a nice update, but there is one thing I personally didn’t like. Even in Western countries, parents usually don’t bully their own children unless they are mentally unwell or completely indifferent toward the child. A mother especially tends to be more emotionally attached to her son—hence the term “mama’s boy.”
Earlier, I was fully supporting the Abhay–Trupti love story, but calling Rahul a “wounded dog” felt humiliating. If humiliation is meant to be a major part of the story, then I’m sorry, but I have to step back from it.
To be clear, I still support Trupti and Abhay’s relationship, but I’m not comfortable with Rahul’s humiliation or with Sanjeev being sidelined. Without even consulting Sanjeev, isn’t Trupti being unfair—or even cheating him emotionally? He is the one who supported Rahul and trupti and sent them to college.
Rahul is a teenager, and teenagers do make mistakes—sometimes very serious ones. But we all need to acknowledge that Trupti is Rahul’s real mother. Do you really think a mother would be okay with insulting her own son in front of his college? Wouldn’t she worry that such humiliation could push him toward drug addiction, depression, or even a suicide attempt?
Note: Strong bloodlines, dominance, and harsh realism are acceptable—I understand this is fiction. But the points I mentioned feel illogical to me. This is purely my personal opinion, and I wish you all the best for your story.

Much of the story is factual, but her recent behavior was a direct result of Rahul’s betrayal. She had given him her body, yet he chose to toss her aside to his friend as if she meant nothing. This sparked a deep-seated rage within her. No woman wants to be objectified, and her subsequent actions were her way of making him pay for that insult."

[Joker44]

Next big update in 1-2 hours, I am not getting time to genrate the images and post it.

[Joker44]

Jaise hi darwaze ke 'Click' hone ki aawaaz aayi aur Vikki bahar gaya, kamre mein ek bhayanak khamoshi cha gayi. Rahul, jo ab tak Vikki ke saamne thoda control mein tha, ab akela hote hi poori tarah wehshi ho gaya. Uske dimaag mein Trupti ka wo chehra ghoom raha tha jab usne sabke saamne Rahul ko jhatka tha.
Rahul ne Shital ko baazu se pakda aur use kisi bejaan gudiya ki tarah utha kar bed par patak diya. Shital uchal kar gaddhe par giri, uska dupatta pehle hi zameen par gir chuka tha.
Shital: (Ghabra kar piche khiskate hue) “Rahul... nahi... door raho... please...”
Rahul ne koi jawab nahi diya. Wo bed par chadha aur Shital ke upar haavi ho gaya. Shital ki saansein kisi engine ki tarah chal rahi thin. Uska seena (chest) tezi se upar-niche ho raha tha, jo Rahul ki bhookhi nazron ko aur bhadka raha tha.

Rahul ne aaw dekha na taaw, usne Shital ke Blue Kameez ka daaman pakda aur use ek hi jhatke mein upar kheench kar nikaal diya. Shital ne apne haath aage karke khud ko dhakne ki koshish ki, par Rahul ne uske dono haath pakad kar sar ke upar bed par daba diye.
Ab Shital sirf apni White Bra mein thi, aur Rahul ki aankhein uske kapkapate shareer ko taad rahi thin. Agle hi pal, Rahul ne bra ka hook todate hue use bhi alag kar diya.
Shital nangi ho gayi. Rahul ne gaur se dekha—Shital ke Boobs Trupti ki tarah bhare-bhare aur bade nahi the, balki normal size ke, sakht aur paripakv (perky) the. Thand aur darr ki wajah se uske Dark Brown Nipples buri tarah akad gaye the aur tight ho gaye the.
Rahul: (Hanse hue) “Kya baat hai... Vikki sahi kehta tha. Maal toh tu bhi achha hai. Chhupa kar rakhti thi ye sab?”

Rahul ne ek haath Shital ke nange stan par rakha. Usne pehle halke se ungliyan pheriin, phir achanak zor se poore boob ko apne panje mein bhar kar masal (squeeze) diya.
Shital: “Ahhh! Rahul dard ho raha hai... chhod do...”
Rahul ko uski cheekh se maza aaya. Wo Trupti par apna gussa Shital ke in nazuk ango par nikaal raha tha. Usne Shital ke akde hue nipples ko apni do ungliyon ke beech pakda aur zor se pinch (cheonti) kiya aur marod diya.
Shital: (Sisak kar) “Mmmhh... Mummy... mat karo... ahhh...”
Rahul Shital ke upar jhuka, uska seena Shital ke nange seene se ragad khane laga. Shital be-bas thi, wo bas apni aankhein band karke aansu baha rahi thi.



Rahul ne Shital ke nipple ko kheenchate hue, ek behad ganda sawal pucha, jo uske andar ki insecurity ko dikha raha tha.
Rahul: (Kaan mein gurrate hue) “Bata Shital... Bata mujhe... Us Vikki ne tere saath kya-kya kiya hai? Kitni baar bajayi hai usne teri?”
Shital ne sharam se aankhein fer lin. Wo ye baat Rahul ko kaise batati?
Rahul: (Dahadte hue) “Bol saali! Warna abhi Vikki ko bula lunga.”
Shital darr se kaanp gayi. Shital: (Rote hue, haklate hue) “Do... sirf do baar Rahul... usne video dikha kar... zabardasti...”
Rahul: “Achha? Do baar? Aur tujhe maza aaya tha?”
Shital: “Nahi... nahi Rahul... maine mana kiya tha...”
Rahul: (Haste hue) “Jhooth mat bol. Ladkiyon ko toh maza aata hai na zabardasti mein? Meri Maa bhi toh acting karte-karte maze lene lagi thi. Tu bhi waisi hi hai.”
Rahul ne Shital ke boobs ko chhod kar apna haath neeche uski Salwar ke naade (string) par rakha.
Rahul: “Vikki ne do baar kiya na? Aaj main hisaab barabar karunga. Aaj raat tu sirf meri hai.”
Shital ki cheekh uske gale mein hi dab gayi jab Rahul ne uski salwar kheench kar alag kar di. Kamre mein sirf Rahul ki bhari saansein aur Shital ki dabi hui siskiyaan goonj rahi thin.






Kamre mein AC ki thandak thi, par Rahul aur Shital ke beech garmi aur nafrat ka toofan ubal raha tha. Rahul ne Shital ko bed par utha kar bithaya. Shital abhi bhi nangi thi, uske baal bikhre hue the aur aankhein sooji hui thin. Wo apne haathon se apne nange shareer ko dhakne ki koshish kar rahi thi, par Rahul ne uske haath jhatak diye.
Rahul bed ke kinare baith gaya aur Shital ko apne pairon ke beech khinch liya. Usne apni jeans ki zip kholi aur underwear ko neeche karte hue apna lund bahar nikal kar azaad kar diya.

Shital ki nazrein na chahte hue bhi Rahul ke crotch par girin. Rahul ka lund poori tarah tan kar khada tha. Wo 6 inch lamba aur acchi khasi motai wala tha. Uspar neeli-hari nasein (veins) saaf ubhar kar dikh rahi thin, jo uske gusse aur josh ki gawahi de rahi thin. Uska topa (mushroom head) dark pink colour ka tha aur pre-cum ki wajah se halka chamak raha tha.
Vikki ka lund shayad size mein bada tha, par Rahul ke lund mein ek khatarnak akad thi. Ye wo hatiyar tha jise Trupti ne kayi baar apne haathon aur muh mein liya tha, aur aaj wahi lund Shital ke chehre ke saamne tha.
Rahul ne Shital ka haath pakda aur zabardasti apne garam lund par rakh diya.
Rahul: (Hukum dete hue) “Pakad ise. Aur mehsoos kar.”
Shital ne darrte hue apni mutthi band ki. Rahul ka lund uske haath mein pulsating (dhak-dhak) feel ho raha tha. Usne majboori mein use dheere-dheere hilana (stroke) shuru kiya.

Rahul ne Shital ke baalon ko pakda aur uska chehra upar uthaya. Uski aankhon mein ab hawas ke saath-saath ek gehra shadyantra (conspiracy) dikh raha tha.
Rahul: (Dheemi par gambhir aawaz mein) “Kyun Shital? Vikki se badla lena hai ya nahi? Usne tujhe video ke naam par slave bana rakha hai na?”
Shital ka haath ruk gaya. Usne hairani se Rahul ko dekha. Use laga tha Rahul aur Vikki jigri dost hain.
Shital: (Dheere se) “Ky... Kya?”
Rahul: (Daant peeste hue) “Maine pucha, us kutte Vikki se badla lena hai? Mujhe bhi uski akad todni hai. Agar tu mera saath degi, toh hum milkar uski bajayenge.”
Shital ke andar jo darr tha, wo pal bhar ke liye nafrat mein badal gaya. Vikki ne uski izzat looti thi, use Trupti ke khilaaf use kiya tha. Badle ki baat sunkar Shital ki aankhon mein ek chamak aa gayi. Usne bina kuch bole, apni gardan haan mein hila di.
Rahul: (Muskurate hue) “Good girl. Ab shuruat karte hain. Is lund ko Vikki samajh... aur apna saara gussa ispar nikaal de. Choos ise!”


Shital ne ek pal ke liye Rahul ke lund ko ghoora. Use wo lund ab Rahul ka nahi, balki mardon ki us hawas ka prateek laga jisne use barbaad kiya tha. Usne apna muh khola aur Rahul ke tope ko andar le liya.
Is baar Shital darr kar nahi, balki gusse se chusne lagi. Usne Rahul ke lund ko gehraayi tak apne gale (throat) mein utaar diya.
Rahul: “Ahhh... haan... aise hi...”
Shital ke chusne mein narmi nahi thi. Wo apne gaalon ko pitchka kar vacuum bana rahi thi aur zor-zor se suck kar rahi thi. Beech-beech mein uske daant (teeth) halke se Rahul ke lund par lag rahe the, par Rahul ko us dard mein bhi maza aa raha tha.
Shital apne haath se Rahul ke balls (andkosh) ko zor se daba rahi thi aur muh se uske lund ko nichod rahi thi. Uski aankhein khuli thin aur unme aag thi. Wo har stroke ke saath Vikki ke liye apni nafrat bahar nikaal rahi thi.
Rahul ne Shital ka sar pakda aur use aage-piche dhakelne laga (face-fucking), Shital ne virodh nahi kiya, balki wo bhi utni hi taqat se Rahul ka muqabla karne lagi. Kamre mein sirf 'Gluck-Gluck' ki aawaazein aur Rahul ki bhari saansein goonj rahi thin.
Aaj raat ye sirf sex nahi tha, ye do toote hue logon ka nafrat bhara samjhauta tha.



Rahul ka josh apne charam par tha. Shital ki gusse bhari chusaayi ne use kinare par la diya tha. Rahul ne Shital ke sar ko zor se pakda aur uske baalon mein apni ungliyan fansa lin.
Rahul: (Gurrate hue) “Ahhh... main chhodne wala hoon... pee ja... saara gussa pee ja!”
Rahul ne apni kamar ko aakhri baar aage dhakela aur apna garam-garam safed laava (cum) Shital ke muh ke andar ugalna shuru kar diya. Shital ne virodh nahi kiya. Vikki ke khilaaf bhare hue gusse aur Rahul ke saath bane naye samjhauta ne use ek alag hi himmat di thi. Usne Rahul ka saara veerya (semen) apne gale mein utaar liya, ek boond bhi bahar girne nahi di.
Jaise hi Rahul shant hua, usne Shital ka chehra upar kheench kar use passionately kiss karna shuru kar diya. Ye kiss behad ganda aur gehra tha—Rahul ke lund ka swaad aur Shital ki laar (saliva) aapas mein mil gaye the.




Rahul ne kiss toda aur Shital ko bed par dhakel diya. Ab baari thi aakhri kapde ki. Rahul ne Shital ki taango ke beech haath daala aur uski White Panty ko pakad kar ek hi jhatke mein neeche kheench liya aur fek diya.
Ab Shital poori tarah nangi thi. Rahul ne uski taango (legs) ko chaunda (spread) kiya aur uske yoni (vagina) ko gaur se dekha.
Shital ki chut kisi city girl jaisi waxed ya clean-shaven nahi thi. Wo ek ththeth gaaon ki raw jawani thi.

• Uski yoni par kale, ghane aur curly baal (pubic hair) ka ek triangular jungle tha, jo uski sadgi aur desi-pan ko dikha raha tha.
  
• Baalon ke beech chupi hui uski chut ke honth (lips) mote, bhare hue aur sawle (dusky/dark) the.
  
• Lekin un kaale honthon ke beech ek gulabi darar (pink slit) chamak rahi thi, jo uttejna (arousal) aur darr ki wajah se poori tarah geeli (dripping wet) ho chuki thi. Uski chut se ek kacchi, aurat wali mehak (musky scent) aa rahi thi jo Rahul ko pagal karne ke liye kaafi thi.*
  

Rahul: (Dekhte hue) “Bilkul desi maal hai tu... Is jungle mein ghusne ka maza hi kuch aur hoga.”

Rahul ne Shital ki kamar ko dono haathon se jakad liya aur use bed ke kinare par kheench laya. Shital ki aankhein band thin, wo aane wale toofan ka intezaar kar rahi thi.
Rahul ne apna geela aur tana hua lund Shital ki chut ke bhare hue honthon par rakha. Usne pehle topa (tip) ko uski darar par upar se neeche tak ragda (rubbed).
Shital ka shareer akad gaya. Uski chut ke pani ne Rahul ke lund ko chikna kar diya tha.
Shital: (Sisak kar) “Ahhh... Rahul... aaram se...”
Par Rahul aaram ke mood mein nahi tha. Usne Shital ki taangein apne kandhon par rakhi aur ek gehri saans lekar, apni kamar ko zor se aage dhakela.
‘SLLLUUUPPP... PHAACHHH!’
Ek hi jhatke mein Rahul ka mota lund Shital ki desi, tight chut ko cheerte hue andar ghus gaya. Shital ki chut ne Rahul ke lund ko kisi rubber band ki tarah jakad liya.

Shital: (Zor se cheekhte hue) “Ahhhhhhhh! Maa... mar gayi...”
Shital ne dard ke maare Rahul ki peeth par apne naakhun gada diye. Uski chut kafi tang (tight) thi kyunki wo roz-roz sex ki aadi nahi thi. Rahul ka size use andar tak feel ho raha tha.
Rahul ne thoda ruk kar Shital ko adjust hone diya, aur phir dhakke (strokes) maarne shuru kiye.
Rahul: “Ohhh fuck... kitni tight hai tu Shital. Trupti se bhi zyada tight.”
Rahul ne Shital ke boobs ko pakad kar dabaya aur neeche se tezi se dhakke maarne laga. Shital ka dard ab dheere-dheere bhari siskiyon (heavy moaning) mein badalne laga.
Shital: “Ahhh... haan... aise hi... Vikki ko maro... ahhh... zor se...”
Kamre mein bed ki ‘Char-Char’ aur jism ke takrane ki ‘Thap-Thap’ aawaazein goonjne lagin. Rahul har dhakke ke saath apna gussa Shital ke andar utaar raha tha, aur Shital apni aankhein band karke bas us dard aur maze ke beech jhul rahi thi.



Kamre ka tapman (temperature) badhta ja raha tha. Bed buri tarah se hil raha tha. Rahul Shital ke upar chada hua tha aur kisi bhookhe janwar ki tarah use raund raha tha. Uski speed lagatar badhti ja rahi thi.
‘THAP... THAP... THAP... THAP...’
Dono ke geele jism ek dusre se takra rahe the, jiski awaaz poore kamre mein goonj rahi thi. Shital ki taangein (legs) hawa mein thin aur Rahul ke kandhon par tiki thin. Wo Rahul ki har chot ko bardasht kar rahi thi, balki apni kamar ko utha-utha kar uska saath de rahi thi.
Rahul: (Aankhein band karke, haanfte hue) “Ahhh... saali... kitna maza de rahi hai tu... bilkul waisi hi garmi hai tere andar...”
Rahul ne apni aankhein band kar rakhi thin. Andhere mein use Shital nahi, balki Trupti dikh rahi thi. Wo Trupti, jisne aaj sabke saamne uska haath jhatak diya tha. Rahul har dhakke ke saath Trupti ko saza de raha tha. Use mehsoos ho raha tha ki wo apni Maa ki akad tod raha hai.





Rahul ko missionary position mein santushti nahi mil rahi thi. Use aur zyada dominance chahiye tha. Usne achanak apna lund bahar kheench liya.
‘POP!’ Lund nikalne ki aawaaz aayi.
Rahul ne Shital ka haath pakad kar use kheencha. Rahul: (Hukum dete hue) “Ghum ja... Ghodi ban (Doggy Style) jaldi!”
Shital, jo ab tak nashe aur dard mein thi, ladkhadate hue ghutno ke bal aayi aur bed par haath tik kar ghodi ban gayi. Uska bhoora, bhara hua pichwada (buttocks) ab hawa mein utha hua tha. Uski desi chut piche se poori tarah khuli hui aur geeli chamak rahi thi.
Rahul ne piche se Shital ki kamar pakdi aur ek baar zor se uske nitambon (butts) par thappad mara.
‘CHATTAAAKKK!’
Shital ki gaand ki chamdi laal pad gayi aur wo hil gayi. Shital: “Ahhh... Rahul...”

Rahul ne bina der kiye apna tana hua lund Shital ki geeli chut ke muh par set kiya aur ek hi jhatke mein Jadh (root) tak andar utaar diya.
Shital: (Zor se cheekhte hue) “Haayeeee Maa... faad diya... ahhh!”
Rahul ne Shital ke baalon (hair) ko mutthi mein jakad liya aur uska sar piche kheencha, jisse Shital ki gardan (neck) akad gayi. Rahul ne ab tawad-tod (rapid fire) dhakke maarne shuru kiye.
‘THAP-THAP-THAP-THAP!’
Rahul ka lund Shital ki bacchedani (cervix) tak takra raha tha. Shital ka pet hil raha tha aur uske hanging boobs bed ki chadar par aage-piche jhul rahe the.
Rahul poori tarah pagal ho chuka tha. Wo Shital ki kamar ko zor se pakad kar use piche kheenchta aur khud aage dhakka maarta. Takkar itni tez thi ki Shital ka poora shareer hil (shaking) raha tha.
Rahul: (Gusse mein badbadate hue) “Le saali... aur banegi CR? Aur karegi breakup? Dikhaata hoon tujhe mard kya hota hai. Meri hai tu Trupti... sirf meri!”
Rahul ke muh se Trupti ka naam nikalne hi wala tha ki wo ruk gaya, par uske dimaag mein wahi chal raha tha. Wo Shital ki gaand ko Trupti ki gaand samajh kar masal raha tha.

Shital ki aawaaz ab cheekhon mein badal gayi thi. Rahul ka vyavhaar bilkul jungli ho gaya tha. Wo Shital ki peeth par jhuka aur uske kandhe par kaat (bite) liya.
Shital: (Moaning loudly) “Ahhhhh! Fuckkk... Rahulll... marr jaungi... bas karo... ahhh... bohot gehra hai...”
Rahul ne apni speed aur badha di. Wo kisi awara kutte ki tarah Shital ko chod raha tha. Na koi pyaar, na koi ehsaas, bas hawas aur gussa.
Shital ki chut se paani (fluids) nikal kar Rahul ke lund aur uski jaanghon par beh raha tha, jisse 'chap-chap' ki aawaaz aur tez ho gayi thi. Rahul ne Shital ki kamar par apne haath ke nishan chhap diye the.
Rahul: “Bol... kiska lund hai ye? Bol mera hai! Bol tu meri randi hai!”
Shital: (Sisakton hue) “Haan... haan Rahul... tumhari hoon... ahhh... Vikki se bada hai... ahhh... faad do mujhe...”
Rahul ne Shital ko poori tarah tod kar rakh diya tha. Usne Trupti ki nafrat mein Shital ki 'Gaaon wali Jawani' ko nichod liya tha. Kamre mein sirf haivaniyat aur jismon ki takkar ka shor tha.



Kamre mein toofan ab apne aakhri charan par tha. Rahul ki raftar ab insaani takat se pare ja chuki thi. Wo Shital ki bacchedani (womb) par lagatar chotein kar raha tha. Shital ka shareer paseene se nahaya hua tha aur dard aur maze ki aisi seema par tha jahan aawaz nikalna band ho jati hai.
Rahul ke dimaag ki nasein phatne ko thi. Trupti ka dhokha, Vikki ki gaddari aur Niti ki zillat—sab ek saath uske kaale, mote lund ke raste bahar nikalne ko bekaraar the.

Rahul ne Shital ki kamar ko itni zor se jakda ki uski ungliyan maans mein dhans gayin.
Rahul: (Gurrate hue) “Ahhh... Shital... main chhod raha hoon... Main bhar raha hoon tujhe!”
Rahul ne apni kamar ko piche kheencha aur ek aakhri, sabse gehra aur takatwar dhakka mara.
‘THAAAPPP!!’
Rahul ka lund Shital ki gehraayi mein jakar atak gaya. Rahul ka poora shareer akad gaya. Usne aankhein band kar lin aur apna muh upar ki taraf karke chillaya.
Usi pal, Rahul ke lund se safed, gada aur garam veerya (cum) kisi jwalamukhi ki tarah phoot pada. Usne Shital ki desi chut ke andar apne beej ki pichkariyan maarni shuru kar din.
Shital: (Kamp-kapate hue) “Ahhh... garam... bohot garam hai... aaahhh...”
Rahul lagatar 10-15 seconds tak jhadta raha. Wo Trupti ke liye bacha kar rakha hua saara gussa Shital ke andar udel raha tha. Shital ko mehsoos hua jaise uske pet mein garam paani bhar gaya ho. Rahul ne use poori tarah 'Load' kar diya tha.

Jhadne ke baad Rahul ka shareer dheela pad gaya. Wo Shital ki peeth par hi ludhak gaya. Kuch der dono waise hi hanfte rahe. Phir Rahul ne dheere se apna lund bahar kheench liya.
‘Plop...’
Lund ke bahar nikalte hi Shital ki sooji hui aur laal pad chuki chut se safed ras aur chipchipa paani bahar tapakne laga aur uski jaanghon par behne laga. Shital ke ghutno mein ab bilkul jaan nahi bachi thi. Jaise hi Rahul hata, Shital bed par dher (collapse) ho gayi.
Uski haalat kisi tooti hui gudiya jaisi thi:

• Uske baal bikhre hue the aur paseene se chehre par chipke the.
  
• Uski peeth aur bhoore nitambon (buttocks) par Rahul ke haathon ke laal nishan (handprints) chap gaye the.
  
• Kandhe par Rahul ke daanton ka nishan (bite mark) tha jo ab neela padne laga tha.
  
• Wo bas benaam siskiyaan le rahi thi, uska jism abhi bhi tharthara raha tha (aftershocks).*
  

Rahul ne apni saansein durust ki aur Shital ki haalat dekhi. Gussa shant hone ke baad use Shital par thoda taras aaya, aur saath hi ek apnapan bhi mehsoos hua. Aakhirkar, dono hi Vikki aur duniya ke sataye hue the.
Rahul ne Shital ko pakad kar seedha kiya aur use apni baahon mein (arms) bhar liya. Usne Shital ka sar apne chaude seene par rakha aur chadar (blanket) kheench kar dono ko dhak liya.
Shital, jo ab tak darr rahi thi, Rahul ki is naram pakad mein aakar ro padi. Ye aansu dukh ke kam aur rahat (relief) ke zyada the. Use laga ki yahan use Vikki jaisa blackmail nahi kiya ja raha, balki Rahul use ek Partner ki tarah treat kar raha hai.
Rahul: (Shital ke baalon mein haath pherte hue) “Bas... shant ho ja. Dard ho raha hai?”
Shital: (Rahul ke seene mein muh chupa kar) “Hmm... bohot zor se kiya tumne. Meri jaan nikal gayi thi.”
Rahul: (Maathe ko chumte hue) “Sorry... gussa tha thoda. Par ab tu meri hai. Vikki ne tujhe use kiya, par main tujhe protect karunga. Bas tujhe mera saath dena hoga.”
Shital ne apna haath Rahul ke seene par rakha aur upar dekh kar uski aankhon mein dekha.
Shital: “Main saath dungi Rahul. Mujhe us Vikki se nafrat hai. Usne meri zindagi nark bana di hai. Agar tum usse badla loge, toh main tumhare liye kuch bhi karungi.”
Rahul ne Shital ko aur zor se bheench liya. Us raat, us band kamre mein, do toote hue dilon ke beech ek khatarnak gathbandhan (alliance) ban gaya tha. Trupti aur Abhay ke khilaaf nahi, balki asli dushman Vikki ke khilaaf.
Rahul: “So ja ab. Kal se humara naya khel shuru hoga.”

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Subah ki pehli kiran Vikki ke hostel room mein dakhil hui. Kamre ka manzar raat ki bhayanak masti ki gawahi de raha tha. Chadarein bikhri padi thin, zameen par kapde phaile the aur hawa mein sex ki bhaari mehak thi.
Shital aaine ke saamne khadi hokar apne Blue Kameez ko thik kar rahi thi. Uski aankhein sooji hui thin aur chehre par gehra pachtava (guilt) tha. Usne apne bikhre baalon ko jaldi-jaldi bandha aur dupatta odh liya taaki uske gale aur kandhon par pade Rahul ke nishan (love bites) dhak sakein.
Rahul: (Bed par lete hue, cigarette jalate hue) “Itni jaldi kya hai? Thodi der aur ruk ja.”
Shital palat kar Rahul ki taraf dekhi. Uski aankhon mein ab darr nahi, balki ek bebasi thi.

Shital: (Rone wali aawaz mein) “Nahi Rahul... mujhe jana hoga. Agar kisi ne mujhe yahan dekh liya toh sab khatam ho jayega.”
Wo thoda hichkichayi, phir himmat karke boli.
Shital: “Aur suno... main ye sab baar-baar nahi kar sakti. Kal raat jo hua... wo gusse aur darr mein ho gaya. Par sach ye hai ki main apne Boyfriend se pyar karti hoon. Wo Abhay ke group mein hai, wo bohot achha hai. Maine Vikki ki wajah se usse dhokha diya, aur ab tumhare saath...”
Shital ki aankhon se aansu tapak kar uske gaalon par gir gaye. Shital: “Mujhe khud se ghin aa rahi hai Rahul. Please, mujhe aur mat ghasito isme.”

Rahul cigarette bujha kar uth baitha. Usne Shital ko gaur se dekha. Kal raat usne apna gussa shant kar liya tha, ab use Shital ke jism ki nahi, uske dimag ki zaroorat thi.
Rahul: (Gambhir hokar) “Tension mat le Shital. Mujhe tujhse roz sex nahi chahiye. Main koi Vikki nahi hoon jo tujhe video ke naam par blackmail karunga.”
Rahul bed se utha aur Shital ke paas jakar khada ho gaya.
Rahul: “Tera Boyfriend Abhay ke group mein hai na? Ye toh aur achhi baat hai. Tujhe bas mera ek kaam karna hoga.”
Shital: “Kaisa kaam?”
Rahul: “Jasoosi. Tujhe mere liye Mukhbir (Spy) banna hoga. Tu Abhay aur Trupti ke group mein ghusi rahegi. Wo kahan jaate hain, kya baatein karte hain, unka agla plan kya hai—ye sab mujhe batayegi.”
Rahul ki aankhon mein badle ki aag thi. Rahul: “Khaaskar Trupti par nazar rakhna. Wo Abhay ke saath kya khichdi paka rahi hai, mujhe sab khabar chahiye. Aur haan... Vikki ke baare mein bhi. Agar wo koi nayi chaal chalta hai, toh sabse pehle mujhe batana.”

Shital soch mein pad gayi. Ye kaam risk wala tha, par agar Rahul sach mein Vikki ko barbaad kar sakta hai, toh wo apni aazadi wapas paa sakti hai.
Rahul: (Shital ke kandhe par haath rakh kar) “Tu bas meri aankhein aur kaan ban ja. Main waada karta hoon, election khatam hone se pehle main us Vikki ki band baja dunga. Wo tera naam tak lene layak nahi bachega. Tera video, tera darr... sab khatam kar dunga main.”
Shital ne Rahul ki aankhon mein dekha. Use wahan ek junoon dikha. Use laga ki shayad Rahul hi wo insaan hai jo Vikki jaise shaitan ko takkar de sakta hai.
Shital: (Aansu pochhte hue, dridhata se) “Theek hai Rahul. Main karungi. Main Trupti aur Abhay ki har khabar tum tak pahunchaungi. Bas mujhe us Vikki ke changul se aazad karwa do.”
Rahul: “Done. Ab ja... aur kisi ko shaq mat hone dena.”
Shital ne haan mein sar hilaya aur darwaza khol kar chupke se corridor mein nikal gayi. Rahul wahi khada raha, chehre par ek shatirana muskaan liye.
Rahul: (Mann mein) “Ab khel shuru hoga Maa... Aap Abhay ke saath milkar mujhe ignore kar rahi ho na? Ab aapki hi saheli meri aankhein banegi aur aapki barbadi ka rasta dikhayegi.”


Dophar ka waqt tha, suraj sar par tha par college ke garden mein bade pedon ki chhaon thi. Students yahan-wahan groups mein baithe lunch kar rahe the ya gappe maar rahe the. 'Team Progress' ka group bhi ek bade Bargad (Banyan) ke ped ke neeche baitha tha.
Lekin aaj nazara thoda alag tha. Abhay aur Trupti baaki group se thoda hat kar, ped ki dusri taraf baithe the. Unke beech thodi duri (space) thi, par unki body language bata rahi thi ki wo kisi gehri soch mein hain. Duniya ko lag raha tha ki naya-nabela couple romance kar raha hai, par sachayi kuch aur hi thi.

Kuch doori par, ek jhaadi ke piche bench par Shital baithi thi. Uske haath mein ek kitaab thi, par uski nazrein kitab par nahi, balki Trupti aur Abhay par tiki thin. Rahul ke hukum ke mutabiq wo unki jasoosi kar rahi thi.
Shital ko unki aawaaz sunayi nahi de rahi thi, bas unke chehre ke bhav (expressions) dikh rahe the. Shital: (Mann mein) “Ye dono bohot serious lag rahe hain. Trupti pareshan lag rahi hai aur Abhay use kuch samjha raha hai. Kahin ye log Vikki ke khilaaf koi plan toh nahi bana rahe?”
Shital ne turant apna phone nikala aur Rahul ko text kiya:

"Garden mein hain. Dono akele baithe hain. Bohot gehra discussion chal raha hai."

Udhar ped ke neeche, Trupti ka chehra chinta se bhara tha. Vikki ki demands aur subah ka wo ganda ehsaas use andar se khaaye ja raha tha.
Trupti: (Dheere se, ghabrahat mein) “Abhay... mujhe darr lag raha hai. Vikki bohot aage badhta ja raha hai. Wo mujhe gandi messages kar raha hai, photos maang raha hai. Main kab tak ye Double Agent wala natak karungi? Agar usne gusse mein wo video leak kar diya toh?”
Abhay ne idhar-udhar dekha taaki koi sun na le, phir wo thoda aage jhuka aur Trupti ki aankhon mein aankhein daal kar bola.
Abhay: (Gambhir aawaz mein) “Trupti, shant ho jao. Darr hi Vikki ki taqat hai. Humein use yehi dikhana hai ki tum darr gayi ho aur uski ghulam ban gayi ho.”
Trupti: “Par kab tak Abhay?”
Abhay: “Bas Election ki raat tak. Dekho Trupti, Vikki abhi ek Pagal Saand (Mad Bull) ki tarah hai. Agar humne use abhi rokaa ya chidaya, toh wo tumhe takleef dega, video viral karega. Lekin agar humne use Kabu mein nahi kiya, toh wo hamesha ke liye sir dard ban jayega.”
Abhay ne apni mutthi bhichi. Abhay: “Usko hum sabak sikhayenge, aur aisa sabak ki wo zindagi bhar yaad rakhega. Humein use Overconfident karna hai. Use lagne do ki wo jeet raha hai, ki tum uski GF banne wali ho. Jab wo stage par apni jeet ka intezaar karega, tab hum uska asli chehra sabke saamne layenge.”

Trupti ne Abhay ki aankhon mein wo yakin dekha jo use Rahul ya Sanjeev (Pati) mein kabhi nahi mila tha. Abhay uske liye lad raha tha, bina kisi swarth ke.
Trupti: (Thoda muskura kar) “I trust you Abhay. Sach mein... agar tum nahi hote toh main shayad khudkhushi kar leti. Tum ho toh mujhe lagta hai ki main is dal-dal se nikal sakti hoon.”
Abhay ne muskurate hue apna haath neeche ghaas par rakha aur Trupti ke haath ko halke se dabaya (squeezed).
Abhay: “Tum meri zimmedari ho Trupti. Aur main apni zimmedari bohot ache se nibhata hoon. Bas Vikki ko handle karte raho, baki main dekh lunga.”
Phir Abhay ne mahoul ko thoda halka karne ke liye kaha: Abhay: “Aur haan... ab thoda hans do. Dekho wo saamne Shital baithi hai, aur shayad koi aur bhi dekh raha ho. Unhe lagna chahiye ki hum Romance kar rahe hain, planning nahi.”
Trupti hansi, aur wo hansi Shital ko door se dikhi.

Shital ne Trupti ko hanste hue aur Abhay ko uske haath par haath rakhte hue dekha. Use laga ki ye dono sach mein pyar mein hain.
‘Ting’ Shital ne Rahul ko dusra message bheja:

"Trupti hans rahi hai. Abhay ne uska haath pakda hua hai. Aisa lag raha hai dono full relationship mein hain. Vikki ka koi darr nahi dikh raha unhe."
Ye message padh kar hostel mein baithe Rahul ka khoon khual utha hoga, par use ye nahi pata tha ki ye hansi sirf ek Naqaab (Mask) thi ek bade dhamake se pehle.






Bheed chhat chuki thi. Garden ab lagbhag khali ho gaya tha. Trupti apna bag utha kar hostel ki taraf jane hi wali thi ki Shital tezi se uske paas aayi. Shital ka chehra utra hua tha, aankhein laal thin aur wo behad ghabrayi hui lag rahi thi.
Shital: (Rukii hui aawaz mein) “Trupti... suno... mujhe tumse kuch zaroori baat karni hai. Please, mana mat karna.”
Trupti ne Shital ki haalat dekhi. Usne turant haan kaha aur dono wapas usi bench par baith gayi jahan thodi der pehle Trupti aur Abhay baithe the.

Baithte hi Shital ka sabr toot gaya. Wo Trupti ke kandhe par sar rakh kar foot-foot kar rone lagi. Trupti hairan thi, usne Shital ki peeth sehlaayi.
Trupti: “Kya hua Shital? Ro kyun rahi ho? Sab theek toh hai na?”
Shital: (Sisakte hue) “Kuch theek nahi hai Trupti. Main andar se mar chuki hoon. Wo Vikki... wo insaan nahi janwar hai.”
Trupti ka shareer 'Vikki' ka naam sunte hi akad gaya. Usne pucha, "Kya kiya usne?"
Shital: “Usne... usne mera ek ganda video bana liya hai Trupti. Aur wo mujhe blackmail karta hai. Jab uska mann karta hai wo mujhe apne room mein bulata hai aur... aur bistar par mera use karta hai. Main na chahte hue bhi uske niche let-ti hoon kyunki mujhe darr hai ki wo video mere gaon bhej dega.”
Trupti ke pairo tale zameen khisak gayi. Use laga tha ki Vikki ne sirf uske (Trupti ke) saath ye kiya hai, par ye sunkar ki wo masoom ladkiyon ko bhi apna shikaar bana raha hai, Trupti ka khoon khual utha.

Trupti ke andar ki Teenager wali acting ek pal mein gayab ho gayi. Uski jagah ek 40 saal ki paripakv (mature) Aurat aur ek Maa ne le li. Use gussa aa raha tha ki Vikki jaise ladke in bacchiyon ki majboori ka fayda utha rahe hain.
Trupti: (Mann mein) “Bas bohot ho gaya! Main apni izzat ke liye toh lad hi rahi thi, par ab ye ladayi in sab ladkiyon ke liye bhi hai. Us Vikki ko laga wo shikari hai? Ab main use bataungi ki ek aurat jab Kaali banti hai toh kya hota hai.”
Trupti ne Shital ka chehra upar uthaya aur uske aansu ponche.
Trupti: (Dridhata se) “Chup ho ja Shital. Aaj ke baad tujhe darne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Abhay sahi kehta tha, us paagal saand ko sabak sikhana hi padega. Aur main waada karti hoon, main use sikhaugi.”

Trupti: “Shital, Abhay aur main milkar Vikki ke khilaaf ek bada plan bana rahe hain. Hum use usi ke khel mein maat denge. Par humein tumhari madad chahiye. Kya tum humare saath ho?”
Shital ne Trupti ki aankhon mein dekha. Use wahan ek aisi taqat dikhi jo use Rahul mein bhi nahi dikhi thi. Shital ne haan mein sar hila diya (nodded).
Shital: “Haan Trupti... Main tumhare saath hoon. Mujhe bas us darinde se aazadi chahiye.”
Trupti ne Shital ko gale lagaya. Dono wahan se uthin aur haste-muskurate hue hostel ki taraf chal padi, taaki kisi ko shaq na ho. Trupti ko lag raha tha ki usne apni team mein ek naya sathi jod liya hai.

Lekin Trupti ye nahi jaanti thi ki Shital ki majboori Vikki se toh thi, par uski wafadari (loyalty) abhi Rahul ke paas thi (ya shayad darr ki wajah se).
Jaise hi wo Trupti se alag hokar apne room ki taraf gayi, Shital ne turant apna phone nikala. Uske haath kaanp rahe the, par usne Rahul ka number khola.
Message to Rahul:

"Kaam ho gaya. Trupti ne mujhe apne plan mein shamil kar liya hai. Wo aur Abhay Vikki ko sabak sikhane wale hain. Main ab unki har chal tumhein bataungi. I am in."
Message 'Sent' hote hi Shital ne lambi saans li. Wo ab ek Triple Agent ban chuki thi—Vikki ki victim, Trupti ki saheli, aur Rahul ki jasoos. Par aakhir mein wo kiska saath degi, ye abhi bhi ek raaz tha.



College ka maahaul ab kisi jung ke maidan se kam nahi tha. Election mein ab ginti ke din bache the aur dono groups—'Team Power' (Vikki) aur 'Team Progress' (Abhay)—ne apni poori taqat jhonk di thi. Har corridor, har deewar postaron se pati padi thi. Naarebazi (Sloganeering) ka shor kaano ko faad raha tha.
Ek taraf Vikki apne gundo aur chamchon ke saath dhol-nagadon ki thaap par rally nikaal raha tha. Dusri taraf Abhay, Trupti aur unki team students se personally milkar, shanti aur dignity ke saath vote maang rahe the.

Dophar ke waqt, Main Building ke bade corridor mein dono rallies achanak aamne-saamne aa gayin. Ek taraf se Vikki ka shor-sharaba aa raha tha, aur dusri taraf se Abhay ka disciplined group.
Dono groups ek-dusre ke samne aakar ruk gaye. Sannata chha gaya. Hawa mein itni tension thi ki lag raha tha abhi maara-maari shuru ho jayegi. Students saansein rok kar dekh rahe the.
Vikki bheed se nikal kar aage aaya. Usne ek tight black shirt pehni thi, collar khada tha aur chehre par wahi ghamandi muskaan thi. Abhay bhi aage badha—shant, gambhir aur confident.
Vikki: (Taali bajate hue) “Wah! Wah! Kya baat hai Abhay babu. Bade josh mein lag rahe ho aaj kal. Lagta hai haarne ka darr khatam ho gaya hai?”
Abhay: (Thande dimaag se) “Darr toh unhe lagta hai Vikki, jinke paas khone ke liye kuch hota hai. Hum toh yahan kuch naya banane aaye hain.”

Vikki ki nazar Abhay ke piche khadi Trupti par gayi. Trupti ne Vikki ko dekhte hi apni nazrein jhuka lin (jaisa ki plan tha, use darr ka natak karna tha). Vikki ko laga ki Trupti uske control mein hai.
Vikki ne Abhay ke kareeb jakar, itni zor se kaha ki aas-paas khade sabhi log sun sakein.
Vikki: “Batein toh badi-badi karta hai tu. Par wo Shart (Bet) yaad hai na tujhe? Bhool toh nahi gaya?”
Bheed mein fusfusahat shuru ho gayi. Sab janna chahte the ki shart kya thi.
Vikki: (Ungli dikha kar) “Shart yahi thi ki Trupti ko kaun patayega aur kaun use apni GF banakar Election Jeetega. Aur mujhe toh lag raha hai ki baazi mere haath mein hai. Kyun Trupti ji?”
Vikki ne Trupti ko aankh maari. Trupti chup rahi, par Abhay ke chehre par shikan tak nahi aayi.
Vikki: (Haste hue) “Beta Abhay, agar tu haar gaya... toh yaad rakhna. Election ke Result wale din, tujhe poore college ke saamne NANGA (Naked) daudna padega. Poora college tera nanga naach dekhega.”

Abhay Ka Palatwar: "Kapde Kiske Utrenge..."
Vikki ki baat sunkar uske chamche zor se hanse. "Oye hoye! Abhay nanga daudega!" ki awaazein aane lagin.
Lekin Abhay ne Vikki ki aankhon mein aankhein daal di.
Abhay: (Muskurate hue) “Shart mujhe achi tarah yaad hai Vikki. Aur anjaam bhi yaad hai. Taiyari tu kar le. Kyunki mujhe lagta hai ki is baar college ke saamne izzat meri nahi, kisi aur ki nilam hone wali hai.”
Abhay: “Aur rahi baat Trupti ki... toh wo koi 'Cheez' nahi hai jise jeeta ya haara jaye. Wo kiske saath hai, ye waqt batayega. Bas dhyan rakhna, kahin aisa na ho ki dusron ko nanga karne ke chakkar mein, tu khud bazare-aam nanga ho jaye.”
Abhay ki baat mein itna confidence tha ki Vikki ki hansi ek pal ke liye ruk gayi. Use samajh nahi aaya ki Abhay itna nishchint (relaxed) kyun hai jabki Trupti (Vikki ke hisaab se) uske kabze mein hai.
Vikki: (Gusse mein) “Dekh lenge! Result wale din milte hain. Us din tera nanga video main khud banaunga.”

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Vikki wahan se apne group ke saath naare lagata hua nikal gaya—"Vote for Vikki! Vote for Power!"
Lekin uske jane ke baad, poore college mein aag ki tarah khabar phail gayi.

• "Bhai suna tune? Vikki aur Abhay mein shart lagi hai!"
  
• "Jo haarega wo Election wale din Nanga daudega!"
  
• "Trupti kiske side hai? Wo toh Abhay ke saath ghumti hai par Vikki keh raha tha wo uski hai."
  

Har canteen, har classroom mein bas yahi charcha thi. Students ke beech Satta (Betting) lagne laga tha. Koi keh raha tha Abhay jitega, koi keh raha tha Vikki Trupti ko le udega.
Trupti chupchap Abhay ke saath chal rahi thi. Uske kaano mein Vikki ke wo shabd goonj rahe the—"Nanga daudna padega." Usne mann mein socha: “Vikki... nanga toh koi daudega zaroor. Par wo Abhay nahi hoga. Teri ye gandi soch aur tera ghamand, tujhe hi sabke saamne nanga karega.”
Shital door khadi ye sab dekh rahi thi aur turant Rahul ko update bhej rahi thi.


 

Agli subah Rahul ki haalat kisi hare hue khiladi jaisi thi. Raat bhar Shital ke saath janwaro wala sex karne ke baad bhi uske dil ka bojh halka nahi hua tha. Uske dimaag mein Trupti ka wo chehra ghoom raha tha jab usne sabke saamne rishta toda tha. Use ab gussa nahi, balki ek ajeeb sa khalipan mehsoos ho raha tha.
Rahul ne subah se Trupti ko kai baar call kiya, par Trupti ne phone nahi uthaya. Har 'Rejected Call' ke saath Rahul ki bechaini badhti gayi. Aakhirkar, haar maan kar usne ek lamba message type kiya:

"Please Trupti... I mean Maa... ek baar mil lijiye. Mujhe koi safayi nahi deni, bas kuch kehna hai. Bohot zaroori hai. Agar aap nahi aayi toh main college chhod dunga. Please, last time mil lijiye."
Is message ne Trupti ke dil par asar kiya. Bhale hi wo bahar se sakht thi, par andar toh ek Maa hi thi. Usne reply kiya: "Library ke piche aa jao. Sirf 5 minute hain tumhare paas."

Rahul library ke piche wale sunsaan raaste par intezaar kar raha tha. Kuch hi der mein Trupti wahan aayi. Aaj uska andaaz badla hua tha. Wo 'Abhay ki GF' ya 'Vikki ki hone wali item' nahi lag rahi thi.
Trupti ne ek halke Peach rang ki Cotton Saree pehni thi, jis par safed phoolon ki kadhai (embroidery) thi. Saree ka pallu elegantly uske kandhe par tha. Blouse sleeveless tha, par deep neck nahi tha. Usne chehre par bohot halka makeup kiya tha aur baalon ka ek loose bun banaya hua tha. Wo behad shant, gambhir aur garimamay (graceful) lag rahi thi.
Wo Rahul ke saamne aakar khadi ho gayi, chehre par koi bhaav nahi tha.
Trupti: (Thandi aawaz mein) “Bolo... kya kehna hai? Jaldi kaho ya phir main jaun?”
Rahul: (Nazrein jhukaye hue) “Rukiye... please mat jaiye.”

Rahul ne Trupti ki taraf dekha. Uski aankhein bhar aayi thin. Wo ladka jo college mein 'Stud' banta firta tha, aaj apni Maa ke saamne ek chhota bacha lag raha tha.
Rahul: (Rote hue) “I am sorry... I am really sorry.”
Trupti chup rahi, bas use dekhti rahi.
Rahul: “Main bohot bada bewakoof hoon. Maine ye kya kar diya? Aap meri Maa hain... aur maine aapke saath... maine wo sab kiya jo ek bete ko sochne se bhi darna chahiye. Main hawas aur doston ki baaton mein aakar andha ho gaya tha.”
Rahul ke aansu ab uske gaalon par behne lage the. Wo wahin ghutno par baith gaya aur apna sar pakad kar rone laga.
Rahul: (Sisakte hue) “Maine apni hi Maa ki izzat ka tamasha bana diya. Vikki jaise kamine dost par bharosa kiya aur aapko uske saamne... mujhe khud se ghin aa rahi hai Maa. Maine aapko kitna hurt kiya, aapki majboori ka fayda uthaya. Main duniya ka sabse bura beta hoon.”
Rahul: “Sorry Maa... mujhe maaf kar do. Main waada karta hoon, ab kabhi aapko pareshan nahi karunga. Aap jo chahengi wahi hoga.”

Rahul ko aise ghutno par baith kar foot-foot kar rote dekh, Trupti ka kathore (hard) bana hua dil mom ki tarah pighal gaya. Chahe wo Abhay ke saath kitni bhi strong banne ki koshish kar rahi ho, par samne uska apna khoon ro raha tha.
Trupti ki aankhon mein bhi nami aa gayi. Usne apni saree ka pallu thoda thik kiya aur niche jhuk kar Rahul ke kandhe par haath rakha.
Trupti: (Naram aawaz mein) “Utho Rahul... Shant ho jao.”
Rahul ne upar dekha, Trupti ki aankhon mein ab gussa nahi, balki wahi purani Mamta (Motherly love) thi.
Trupti: “Insaan se galtiyan hoti hain Rahul. Tum bhatak gaye the, nashe mein the, aur doston ki sangati galat thi. Par tumne apni galti maan li, yahi bohot badi baat hai.”
Trupti ne apne haath se Rahul ke aansu ponche.
Trupti: “Bacha samajh kar maaf kar rahi hoon. Har koi kabhi na kabhi stupid harkatein karta hai. Par ab dobara waisa mat karna. Meri izzat tumhari izzat hai, ye baat ab samajh lo.”



Rahul khada hua aur bina kuch soche Trupti ke gale lag gaya. Trupti ne bhi kuch pal ke liye duniya, election aur Vikki ko bhula diya aur apne bete ko gale laga liya. Rahul kisi chote bache ki tarah apni Maa ke kandhe par sar rakh kar rota raha.
Rahul: “Thank you Maa... Thank you so much.”
Trupti: (Pith sehlata hue) “Bas ab rona band karo. Strong bano. Zindagi mein abhi bohot kuch face karna hai.”
Trupti ne Rahul ko alag kiya aur muskura kar boli. Trupti: “Ab jao, aur muh dho lo. Log dekhenge toh kahenge 'Team Power' ka aadmi ro raha hai.”
Rahul hansa, thoda dard mein par sukoon ke saath. Wo wahan se chala gaya, uska dil halka tha. Par Trupti wahi khadi rahi, sochti hui.
Trupti: (Mann mein) “Maine tumhe maaf toh kar diya beta... par tumhare us dost Vikki ko main kabhi maaf nahi karungi. Usne tumhe mujhse cheenne ki koshish ki thi. Ab uska hisaab hoga.”
Rahul wahan se ja toh raha tha, par uske dimaag mein abhi bhi Shital aur badle ka plan chal raha tha. Maa ki maafi mil gayi, ab dushman (Vikki) ka khatma aur zaroori ho gaya tha.


Rahul ke aansu ab sookh chuke the, lekin unki jagah ab uski aankhon mein ek nayi aag thi—gusse aur pachtave ki aag. Usne Trupti ke haath apne haathon mein liye aur behad gambhirta se bola.
Rahul: (Gusse mein) “Maa, main ab shaant nahi baithunga. Main abhi us Vikki ke paas jaunga. Main uska gala daba dunga, uska phone tod dunga... kuch bhi karunga, lekin wo video delete karwa kar hi dam lunga. Chahe mujhe jail jana pade, par ab main aap par koi aanch nahi aane dunga. Bohot ho gaya uska natak.”
Rahul ka gussa dekh kar Trupti ka dil pighal gaya. Use khushi thi ki uska beta uski raksha karna chahta hai, par wo jaanti thi ki Vikki abhi ek zakhmi sher ki tarah hai.

Trupti ne Rahul ke haathon ko thoda zor se dabaya aur use shant karne ki koshish ki.
Trupti: (Samjhate hue) “Nahi Rahul... bilkul nahi. Tum abhi jazbaat mein aakar koi galat kadam nahi uthaoge. Vikki abhi khatarnak hai, agar tumne use mara-peeta toh wo gusse mein video viral kar dega. Phir hum kuch nahi kar payenge.”
Rahul: “Toh kya main haath pe haath dhare baitha rahoon?”
Trupti: “Maine kaha na, humare paas ek Plan hai. Main aur Abhay milkar use aisa sabak sikhayenge ki wo zindagi bhar yaad rakhega. Tum bas mujh par bharosa rakho aur shant raho.”
Rahul ne thoda anmane dhang se sar hilaya.

Trupti ne Rahul ke chehre par bikhre baalon ko thik kiya, bilkul waise hi jaise wo ghar par karti thi.
Trupti: (Pyar se) “Aur ek baat Rahul... tumhara dil bura nahi hai, par tumhari sangati (company) kharab hai. Ye Vikki jaise bure doston ka saath chhod do. Ye log tumhe sirf galat raste par le jayenge. Agar dosti karni hi hai, toh Abhay jaise ladkon se karo.”
Trupti: “Wo suljha hua hai, izzat karna jaanta hai aur zindagi mein aage badhne ki sochta hai. Aise dost tumhe zindagi mein sahara denge, Vikki jaise log sirf dubayenge.”

Abhay ka naam sunte hi Rahul thoda jhijhak gaya. Uske aur Abhay ke beech pichle ek mahine se jo takkar chal rahi thi, wo use yaad thi.
Rahul: (Nazrein churate hue) “Maa... main aapki baat samajh raha hoon. Par Abhay mera dushman hai. Humari ladayi jag-jahir hai. Wo mujhse kyun dosti karega? Wo toh chahta hai ki main college chhod doon.”
Trupti halka sa muskurayi. Use pata tha ki Abhay dil ka bura nahi hai, aur wo Trupti ki khaatir Rahul ko apna lega.
Trupti: (Maa wale vishwas ke saath) “Tum uski chinta mat karo. Main hoon na? Main baat karungi usse. Jab use pata chalega ki tum badal gaye ho aur sudharna chahte ho, toh wo zaroor samjhega. Dushmani dosti mein badal sakti hai, bas niyat saaf honi chahiye.”
Rahul ko Trupti ki baaton se ek naya hausla mila. Use laga ki agar uski Maa saath hai, toh wo sab thik kar sakta hai.
Rahul: “Thik hai Maa... Jaisa aap thik samjhein. Main wahi karunga jo aap kahengi. Aaj se Vikki mera dost nahi, aur Abhay se main tameez se pesh aaunga.”

Rahul: “Ab main chalta hoon. Koi dekh lega toh bekar ki baatein banengi.”
Trupti: “Haan jao... aur apna khayal rakhna.”
Rahul ne Trupti ko 'Bye' kaha aur library ke piche wale raaste se nikal gaya. Jaate hue uski chaal mein wo purani akad nahi thi, balki ek shaanti aur thikav tha.
Trupti wahi khadi hokar apne bete ko jaate hue dekhti rahi. Uske chehre par ek santushti thi.
Trupti: (Mann mein) “Shukr hai bhagwan ka... mera beta wapas aa raha hai. Ab meri zimmedari sirf khud ko bachana nahi, balki Rahul ko ek Achha Insaan banana bhi hai. Main college mein rehte hue, bina kisi ko shaq hone diye, apni Maa hone ki duty nibhaungi.”
Trupti ne thaan liya tha ki wo Rahul aur Abhay ki dosti karwayegi, taaki Rahul sahi sangat mein rahe. Par wo ye nahi jaanti thi ki Rahul ne abhi bhi Shital wala raaz usse chhupa rakha hai aur wo parde ke piche Vikki ke khilaaf apna alag hi game khel raha hai.


Abhay se bhari sabha mein takkar lene ke baad Vikki ka hosla satvein aasmaan par tha. Use lag raha tha ki usne baazi maar li hai. Abhay ka shant rehna use uski kamzori lag raha tha. Vikki apne hostel room mein bed par leta hua tha, pair hilata hua aur chehre par ek jeet ki muskaan liye.

Uske dimaag mein Trupti ghoom rahi thi. Chunav (Election) parso tha, lekin Vikki ke andar ki hawas aaj hi ufaan maar rahi thi. Usne apna phone uthaya aur Trupti ko message kiya.

Vikki:

"Baby! Maza aa gaya aaj. Dekha us Abhay ka chehra? Sala fati padi thi uski. Parso jab wo nanga daudega na, toh video main hi banaunga. ?"
Trupti: (Playing along)

"Haan, tumhare saamne wo tik hi nahi paya. Tumhara confidence dekh kar main bhi darr gayi thi. Sahi mein 'Sher' ho tum."
Vikki:

Sher toh hoon... par ab is Sher ko shikaar karna hai. Ye Election ka wait nahi hota yaar. Mera 'Pole' abhi se khada ho gaya hai voting ke liye. ?"
Trupti:

"Uff... Neta ji control karo. Aise 'Pole' khula rakhoge toh hungama ho jayega. Election ke baad hi 'Voting' karna."
Vikki:

"Nahi yaar... sabr nahi ho raha. Man kar raha hai abhi aaun aur apna 'Vote' (Lund) teri 'Ballot Box' (Chut) mein zor se daal dun. Itni zor se ki tu chillaye 'Vikki Vikki'..."
Trupti:

"Hahaha... bada besharam neta hai re tu. Par suno, agar 'Vote' daalna hi hai toh 'Stamp' (Thappa) zor se lagana. Halka-fulka mujhe pasand nahi. Mujhe dard aur maza dono chahiye. ?"
Vikki:

"Are meri jaan... main Stamp aisa lagata hoon ki nishan zindagi bhar rehta hai. Yaad hai na Canteen ke piche kaise ragda tha? Mera 'Danda' abhi bhi tujhe yaad kar raha hai. Tujhe poora faad kar rakh dunga is baar."
Trupti:

"Yaad hai... abhi tak body mein current hai. Tumhara wo 'Mota Danda' kisi ko bhi pagal kar de. Abhay toh bacha hai tumhare aage. Asli mard toh tum hi ho."

Trupti ke reply padh kar Vikki ka lund paint mein hi akad gaya tha. Trupti ki taraf se aisi gandi baatein sunkar use yakeen ho gaya tha ki Trupti ab poori tarah uski ho chuki hai.
Vikki:

Bas baby... ab aur wait nahi hota. Parso result hai, par mujhe 'Pre-Election Celebration' chahiye."
Trupti:

"Matlab?"
Vikki:

"Matlab kal raat (Tomorrow Night) milte hain. Old Science Block ke piche wale Store Room mein. Wahan koi nahi aata. Daru, Main, Tu aur poori raat ka Jashn. Tujhe advance mein meri GF banne ki salami deni hai."
Trupti:

"Kal raat? Par Vikki, risk hai. Agar kisi ne dekh liya toh?"
Vikki:

"Dar mat. Raat ke 11 baje aaja. Koi nahi dekhega. Warna video leak kar dun? ?"
Trupti:

Dhamki mat do... main khud aana chahti hoon. Mujhe bhi tumhare us 'Mote Dande' ki zaroorat hai. Par ek shart hai..."
Vikki:

"Kya?"
Trupti:

"Make sure ki humein koi na dekhe. Bilkul secret hona chahiye. Agar Abhay ya kisi aur ko pata chala ki main tumse milne aayi hoon, toh humara 'Abhay ko nicha dikhane wala plan' fail ho jayega. Hum use surprise dena chahte hain na?"
Vikki:

"Done! Bilkul secret rahega. Tu bas apni wo White Dress pehen kar aana, ya usse bhi choti kuch. Kal raat teri cheekhein gunjegi store room mein."
Trupti:

"Thik hai... taiyaar rehna. Goodnight mere Neta ji. ?"




Jaise hi chat khatam hui, Trupti ne phone bed par phenk diya. Uske chehre par jo kaamukta (lust) thi, wo ek pal mein gayab ho gayi aur uski jagah ghrina (disgust) aur gusse ne le li.
Wo uthi aur aaine mein khud ko dekha.
Trupti: (Khud se) “Jashn manana hai tujhe Vikki? Kal raat aaungi zaroor... par wo jashn teri barbadi ka hoga. Tu soch raha hai tu mujhe chodega... par kal raat jo hoga, wo tu sapne mein bhi nahi soch sakta.”
Trupti ne turant Abhay ko ek message drop kiya:

"Machli jaal mein fans gayi hai. Kal raat 11 baje, Old Science Block. Taiyaar rehna."
Udhar Vikki apne room mein khush ho raha tha, ye soch kar ki kal raat wo Trupti ki 'Lega', par use ye nahi pata tha ki kal raat uski kismat likhi jane wali thi.

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Agli subah Vikki ke liye kisi tyohaar se kam nahi thi. Wo sheeshe ke saamne khada hokar shave kar raha tha aur gunguna raha tha. Aaj raat wo Trupti ke us jism ko nichodne wala tha jise paane ke liye usne itne paapad bele the. Uske dimaag mein Trupti ki 'White Dress' aur wo 'Double Meaning Chat' chal rahi thi.
Vikki: (Blade saaf karte hue) “Aaj raat toh Trupti ki cheekhein Old Science Block ki deewaron ko hila dengi. Us Abhay ke bache ko kal subah jab Trupti ka utra hua chehra dikhega, toh wo waise hi haar man lega.”

Taiyaar hote-hote achanak Vikki ka haath ruk gaya. Uski aankhon mein ek shak (suspicion) ki lakir aa gayi. Wo itna bhi bewaqoof nahi tha.
Vikki: (Sochte hue) “Ek minute... Trupti itni aasani se kaise maan gayi? Pehle toh wo badi 'Sati-Savitri' ban rahi thi, aur ab achanak khud saamne se milne aa rahi hai? Kahin ye Abhay ki koi chaal toh nahi? Kahin wahan mujhe akele bulakar fasane ka plan toh nahi?”
Vikki ko laga ki use apni Suraksha (Backup) rakhni chahiye. Par wo apne gundon ko nahi le ja sakta tha, kyunki agar baat leaked hui toh election cancel ho sakta tha. Use koi aisa chahiye tha jo bharosemand ho aur jise Trupti se utni hi nafrat ho jitni Vikki ko Trupti ke jism ki bhookh hai.
Uske dimaag mein turant Rahul ka naam aaya.
Vikki: “Rahul! Mera yaar. Uska badla bhi poora ho jayega aur meri security bhi.”

Vikki ne turant Rahul ko call lagaya. Rahul us waqt Shital ke message ka wait kar raha tha.
Vikki: “Bol mere bhai! Kahan hai? Aaj raat ka scene set hai.”
Rahul: “Kya scene Vikki? Main room par hoon.”
Vikki: (Excitement mein) “Aaj raat main Trupti ki lene wala hoon. Old Science Block ke piche. Wo razi ho gayi hai. Par mujhe lag raha hai ki kahin Abhay koi gadbad na kare. Isliye tujhe mere saath chalna hoga.”
Rahul: (Chaunk kar) “Kya? Main? Main wahan kya karunga?”
Vikki: “Tu darwaze par Pehra (Guard) dega. Dekh bhai, main andar Trupti ko Janwaro ki tarah chodunga. Tu bahar khada hokar uski cheekhein sunna. Soch tujhe kitna sukoon milega ki jis ladki ne tera dil toda, aaj wo tere dost ke neeche tadap rahi hai. Tera badla poora ho jayega.”

Rahul ke haath se phone phisalte-phisalte bacha. Uska dost use bol raha tha ki wo apni hi Maa (Trupti) ka bang hote hue bahar khada hokar sune? Rahul ka dil kiya ki wo phone mein ghus kar Vikki ka gala daba de.
Par use Trupti ka plan yaad aaya—"Shant rehna, gussa mat karna." Agar wo mana karta, toh Vikki ko shak ho jata. Aur agar wo wahan jata hai, toh shayad wo mauke par apni Maa ko bacha paye.
Rahul: (Apne gusse ko dabate hue, normal aawaz mein) “Waah bhai! Sahi khel gaye tum. Trupti maan gayi?”
Vikki: “Haan meri jaan, bilkul maan gayi. Toh tu aa raha hai na? Mujhe tere alawa kisi par bharosa nahi hai.”
Rahul: (Dridhata se) “Bilkul aaunga bhai. Trupti ko rote hue sunne ka maza main nahi chhod sakta. Tu bas bata kab aana hai.”
Vikki: “Raat ko 10:30 baje taiyaar rehna. Aaj raat Trupti aur Abhay ka game over.”

Call katne ke baad Vikki shaitani hansi hansa. Use lag raha tha ki usne masterstroke khela hai—Apni 'Item' ko chodega aur apne 'Best Friend' ko badla dega.
Lekin Vikki ko ye kahi nahi pata tha ki wo jis ladke ko 'Guard' bana kar le ja raha hai, wo Trupti ka Beta hai. Aur aaj raat wo apne hi maut ke parwane par sign kar chuka hai.
Udhar Rahul ne phone bed par fenka aur gusse mein deewar par mukka mara.
Rahul: (Aankhon mein khoon liye) “Aaj raat tu Trupti ko nahi... apni maut ko chuu-ne ja raha hai Vikki. Tu mujhe wahan le ja raha hai taaki main apni Maa ki cheekhein sunun? Aaj cheekhein teri niklengi.”




Vikki se baat hone ke turant baad Rahul ne Trupti ko call kiya. Trupti ne pehli ring mein phone utha liya, jaise wo kisi khabar ka intezaar hi kar rahi ho.
Rahul: (Ghabrayi aawaz mein) “Maa... Vikki ne mujhe bhi wahan bulaya hai. Wo chahta hai main bahar pehra doon jab wo aapke saath... aap samajh rahi hain na? Wo mujhe aapki cheekhein sunana chahta hai.”
Trupti ek pal ke liye chup rahi. Ye situation thodi alag thi, par isse uska plan aur pakka ho sakta tha.
Trupti: (Shant aawaz mein) “Ghabrao mat Rahul. Ye achi baat hai ki tum wahan rahoge. Kam se kam mujhe pata hoga ki bahar mera beta khada hai, koi dushman nahi.”
Rahul: “Par Maa... main kya karoon? Main use rok nahi paunga bina lade.”
Trupti: (Gambhir hokar) “Agar tum sach mein meri maafi chahte ho Rahul, toh tumhe mera ek kaam karna hoga.”
Rahul: “Boliye Maa... jaan de sakta hoon.”
Trupti: “Jaan nahi deni. Tumhe bas wahi karna hai jo Vikki ne mere saath kiya tha. Wo dawai (Drugs/Viagra pills) jo usne us raat meri drink mein milayi thi... aaj tumhe wo dawai Vikki ki sharaab mein milani hai. Kya tum ye kar sakte ho?”
Rahul sunn reh gaya. Uske dimaag mein aaya ki agar Vikki ne wo dawai pi li, toh wo janwar ban jayega. Par Trupti ki aawaz mein itna bharosa tha ki Rahul ne sawal nahi kiya.
Rahul: “Thik hai Maa. Aaj raat wo wahi piyega jo usne aapko pilaya tha.”

Raat ke 10 baje Rahul Vikki ke hostel room mein pahuncha. Vikki poori taiyari mein tha. Usne mehnga perfume lagaya hua tha, baal set kiye hue the aur table par ek Imported Whisky ki bottle rakhi thi.
Rahul ko dekhte hi Vikki ne use gale lagaya. Vikki: “Aaja mere sher! Aaj ki raat itihas (history) banegi.”
Vikki bottle pack kar raha tha aur saath mein gandi baatein shuru kar di.
Vikki: (Aankh maarte hue) “Waise Rahul... ek baat bata. Tu toh Trupti ka Ex-BF reh chuka hai. Kaisi hai wo bistar par? Maal Tight hai ya khuli hui hai?”
Rahul ka khoon khual utha, par usne jhoothi hansi hasi. Uske dimaag mein Trupti ke saath bitaye wo incestuous pal aa gaye.
Rahul: (Fake smile ke saath) “Bohot garam hai bhai... bilkul makkhan jaisi. Ek baar ghusoge toh nikalne ka mann nahi karega.”
Vikki: (Jeebh pherte hue) “Ahhh... tabhi toh main pagal hoon uske piche. Waise wo chusti hai ya nahi? Ya sirf let-ti hai?”
Rahul: “Jo bologe wo karegi... bas mood banana aana chahiye.”

Vikki ne Rahul ke kandhe par haath rakha aur dheere se bola.
Vikki: “Sun bhai... aaj raat toh main uska shikaar karunga. Par election jeetne ke baad, hum dono milke (threes;,.'gangbang) uski bajayenge. Kuch din aur ruk ja, phir wo teri bhi hogi aur meri bhi. Wapas maze lene hain na tujhe?”
Vikki ki baat sunkar Rahul ke dimaag mein ek second ke liye shaitan jaaga. Use Trupti ka nanga jism yaad aaya. Usne socha— ‘Agar main Vikki ka saath doon, toh mujhe Maa wapas mil sakti hai... sex ke liye.’
Lekin agle hi pal, use Trupti ka wo thappad aur wo aansu yaad aa gaye. Use yaad aaya ki kaise uski Maa ne ghutno par baith kar usse bheek maangi thi. Wo Guilt uski hawas par haavi ho gaya.
Rahul: (Mann mein) “Nahi... chee! Main phir se wahi galti nahi karunga. Wo meri Maa hai, koi randi nahi. Aaj Vikki ka khel khatam hoga.”

Vikki: “Ruk, main zara washroom se aata hoon. Tu ye bottle bag mein daal le.”
Vikki washroom mein ghusa. Rahul ne turant jeb se wo Powder/Pills ki Pudiya nikali (jo usne Shital se li thi ya arrange ki thi).
Rahul ke haath kaanp rahe the, par usne bina waqt ganwaye bottle ka dhakkan khola aur poora powder Whisky mein daal diya. Usne bottle ko halke se hilaya taaki powder ghul jaye.
Jab tak Vikki wapas aaya, bottle bag mein thi aur Rahul chair par baitha mobile dekh raha tha.
Vikki: (Haath pochte hue) “Chalein? Aaj Trupti ko bataunga ki asli mard kya hota hai.”
Rahul: (Mann mein) “Haan Vikki... aaj tu sach mein batayega. Kyunki aaj jo aag tere andar lagegi, wo tujhe hi jala degi.”
Rahul: “Chalo bhai. Aaj raat ka intezaar toh mujhe bhi hai.”
Dono dost—ek hawas ka mara aur dusra badle ka bhookha—room se nikal kar Old Science Block ke andhere raaste ki taraf chal pade.


Raat gehra chuki thi. College ka Old Science Block bhoot bangle jaisa sunsaan pada tha. Sirf jhinguron ki aawaaz aur hawa ki sarsarahat sunayi de rahi thi. Par is sannate ke beech, Trupti hostel ke apne kamre mein aakhri taiyari kar rahi thi. Aaj ki raat uske liye 'Do or Die' thi.


Trupti aaine ke saamne khadi thi. Usne khud ko dekha—ek 40 saal ki aurat nahi, balki ek men-eater seductress lag rahi thi. Vikki ko behkane aur uljhaaye rakhne ke liye usne aaj saari hadd paar kar di thi.

• Dress: Usne wahi White Satin Bodycon Dress pehni thi, par aaj usne uske neeche koi Bra nahi pehni thi. Satin ka kapda uske 38-inch ke bhare hue stanon (boobs) par makkhan ki tarah chipka hua tha, aur thandak ki wajah se uske nipples ke ubhaar saaf dikh rahe rahe the. Dress ki lambai itni kam thi ki jhukne par sab kuch dikh sakta tha.
  
• Legs: Usne apne chikne, gore pairon (legs) par shimmer lotion lagaya tha, jo store room ki madham roshni mein bhi chamakne wale the.
  
• Face: Hothon par Blood Red Lipstick, aankhon mein gehra kajal aur baalon ko bikhra hua (messy curls) rakha tha.
  

Trupti ne ek gehri saans li aur purse mein haath daal kar check kiya—phone silent par tha.
Trupti: (Khud se) “Ye jism aaj meri dhaal banega. Vikki jab tak us dawai (medicine) ke asar se behosh nahi hota, mujhe use rokna (stall) padega. Agar aaj main haar gayi, toh wo mujhe apni Randi bana lega aur wo isse bhi bura haal karega. Izzat bachane ke liye aaj thodi izzat lutani bhi pade, toh manzoor hai.”
Usne perfume chhidka—ek aisi mehak jo mardon ko pagal kar de—aur kamre se nikal gayi.




Store Room ke andar Vikki aur Rahul intezaar kar rahe the. Room mein ek purana sofa aur table padi thi. Vikki ne wo Spiked Whisky Bottle table par saja rakhi thi (jisme Rahul ne drugs milaye the).
‘Thak... Thak...’
Darwaze par dastak hui. Vikki ki aankhon mein chamak aa gayi. Usne Rahul ko ishara kiya. Vikki: “Aa gayi meri rani. Dekh aaj kaise tera bhai iska shikaar karta hai.”
Vikki ne darwaza khola. Saamne Trupti khadi thi.
Vikki ka muh khula ka khula reh gaya. White satin dress mein Trupti andhere mein kisi Chandni ki tarah chamak rahi thi. Vikki ne bina kuch bole Trupti ka haath pakda aur use kheench kar andar le liya.

Jaise hi Trupti andar aayi, Rahul ki nazar apni Maa par padi. Rahul, jo abhi tak gusse aur badle ke mood mein tha, Trupti ke is erotic avataar ko dekh kar apne jazbaat par kabu nahi rakh paya.
Wo 'Maa' jo kal ro rahi thi, aaj kisi Pornstar se kam nahi lag rahi thi. Uski nangi jaanghein, bina bra ke ubhre hue nipples, aur wo nasheeli khushboo—Rahul ke dimaag ki nasein phatne lagi.
Na chahte hue bhi, Rahul ke jeans ke andar uska lund ekdum se tan gaya (hard erection). Purani yaadein—jab usne Trupti ko chua tha—wapas aa gayin. Wo apni Maa ko ghoorne laga.



Vikki ne Trupti ki kamar par haath rakha aur use Rahul ke saamne khada kar diya. Vikki ki nazar Rahul ke crotch (paint) par gayi jahan ek tambo (tent) ban chuka tha.
Vikki zor se hansa. Vikki: “Oye hoye! Rahul mere bhai... control! Teri haalat toh kharab ho gayi isko dekh kar. Par galti teri nahi hai, maal hi aisa hai ki murda bhi khada ho jaye.”
Trupti ne Rahul ki taraf dekha aur sharam se (aur acting karte hue) nazrein jhuka lin. Rahul sharminda ho gaya par apni nazrein Trupti ke cleavage se nahi hata paya.
Vikki ne Trupti ko piche se jakad liya aur uski gardan par naak ragadte hue bola. Vikki: “Dekha Rahul? Maine kaha tha na ye meri GF banegi. Aaj ye sirf meri hai. Tu bas door se dekh aur jal.”
Vikki ne jaanbujh kar Trupti ke gaal par ek geela, ganda kiss kiya. Trupti ne virodh nahi kiya, bas halka sa muskurayi.

Mahaul ko aur garam karne ke liye, Vikki ne apna haath neeche kiya aur Trupti ke bhare hue pichwade (ass) par zor se ek thappad (spank) mara.
‘CHAAATAAAAKKK!’
Sannate mein thappad ki aawaz goonj gayi. Trupti ke muh se dard aur maze ki mili-juli aawaaz nikal gayi. Trupti: “Ahhh... Vikki... aaram se...”
Vikki ne uske butt ko zor se masal (squeeze) diya. Vikki: “Aaram haram hai baby. Aaj toh poori raat bajegi.”
Trupti ki wo 'Ahhh' sunkar Rahul ka lund patthar jaisa sakht ho gaya. Apni Maa ko kisi aur mard ke haathon aisi maar khate dekh aur moan karte sunkar use gussa bhi aa raha tha aur ajeeb sa maza bhi.



Vikki ne Trupti ko chhod kar Rahul ki taraf dekha.
Vikki: “Chal ab Rahul... tera show khatam. Ab tu bahar ja aur darwaze par nazar rakh. Koi aana nahi chahiye. Aur haan... kaan lagakar sunte rehna, aaj teri Trupti ki cheekhein sunayi dengi.”
Rahul ka dil kiya ki abhi bottle phod de Vikki ke sar par. Par use plan yaad tha—Dawai ko apna kaam karne do. Trupti ne bhi Rahul ko aankhon hi aankhon mein ishara kiya ki 'Jao, main sambhal lungi'.
Rahul: (Bhari aawaz mein) “Thik hai bhai... enjoy karo. Main bahar hoon.”
Rahul darwaze se bahar nikla aur darwaza band kar diya. Band darwaze ke piche ab sirf Trupti thi, Vikki tha, aur wo Zehreeli Sharaab thi.
Rahul bahar khada kaanp raha tha—aadha gusse mein, aadha apni Maa ki safety ke darr mein. Aur andar Trupti ne faisla kar liya tha ki ab use apne jism ka jaal fekna hi padega taaki Vikki glass utha le.

[Joker44]

Bro your story line is maa bani classmate but your story going in the direction of maa bani mere college ki randi, trupti came to college to enjoy her life with rahul only not with abhay, make trupti leave abhay cuz she heard from his mouth that he wanted her for sex only .......trupti and Rahul only

I never wrote anywhere that she is there to enjoy her college life with rahul only. She is there to complete her education and if you see there are three heros given in the first page. Point of writing the story and having three hero means she is getting envolved with them. I Will decide how the flow will go with her college life and who she will endup with.

[Joker44]

Next update will be on tommorow

[Joker44]

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

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

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

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



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

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

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


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

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



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

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

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


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

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



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

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


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

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



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



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

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




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



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


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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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





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

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

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

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



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

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



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



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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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





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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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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.

[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.

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This is just a complimentary teaser chapter. The next major chapter will be released after a short break, as you’ve seen I’m currently wrapping up my pending stories. Stay tuned for what’s coming next.

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Waqt jaise par laga kar udne laga tha. College election ke us hungame ko ab poore do mahine (2 months) beet chuke the. In do mahinon mein college ka maahaul poori tarah badal gaya tha.
Vikki ka aatank ab ek beete hue kal ki baat ban chuka tha. Us raat store room mein Trupti dwara pilayi gayi us dawai mili sharaab ke nashe mein Vikki aisi ajeeb aur besharmi bhari halat mein pakda gaya tha ki poore college mein uski thoo-thoo ho gayi. Election toh wo buri tarah haara hi, par us sharam aur zillat (humiliation) ke maare usne college aana hi band kar diya. 
Uske jaane se jaise college ki hawa mein ek nayi taazgi aa gayi thi.

Ab semeseter ka end aane wala tha. Exams mein sirf kuch hi din baaki the, isliye ab har taraf aashiqui aur netagiri chhod kar padhai ka mahol tha. Library aur canteen hamesha students se bhare rehte the.

Doapher ka waqt tha. College ki main library ke baahar hare-bhare lawn mein ek bade se ped ki chhaon ke neeche 'Team Progress' ka group baitha tha. Abhay, Trupti, Kriti, aur unke 3-4 aur dost zameen par dari (mat) bicha kar padhai aur baatein kar rahe the.
Beech mein kitabein khuli thin, par Trupti ka roop aaj aisa tha ki wahan maujood kisi bhi ladke ka dhyan kitabon par focus nahi ho pa raha tha. Ek 42 saal ki Maa hone ke bawajood, Trupti aaj kisi 21 saal ki aafat se kam nahi lag rahi thi.
 * Outfit: Aaj usne ek behad tight, ribbed White T-shirt pehni thi jo uske jism par kisi doosri khaal ki tarah chipki hui thi. Us patle aur stretchable kapde ne uske 38-inch ke bhari-bhari aur gudaaz boobs ko poori tarah se kas rakha tha. Jab bhi wo saans leti, uske seene ka ubhaar aage ki taraf tan jata. Niche usne Light Blue color ki High-Waisted Denim Jeans pehni thi. Ye jeans itni skin-tight thi ki uski 38-inch ki gol aur maansal gaand (buttocks) aur bhari jaanghon ka ek-ek curve saaf dikh raha tha.
 * Look: Padhai ke liye Trupti ne apne lambe baalon ko upar ek messy bun (juda) mein baandh rakha tha, jisse uski gori, lambi gardan nangi dikh rahi thi. Aankhon par usne ek patle frame wala 'Reading Glasses' (chashma) lagaya hua tha, jo use ek behad sexy aur mature 'Nerd' look de raha tha. Hothon par halki pink lip-balm thi jo unhe aur bhi raseela (juicy) bana rahi thi.
Trupti pet ke bal dari par leti hui apni notes padh rahi thi. Is pose mein uske aage se uske bhare hue boobs zameen se dab rahe the, aur piche se uski matakti hui gaand hawa mein ek sexy pahaadi ki tarah ubhri hui thi.
Abhay Trupti ke bilkul bagal mein baitha tha. Uske ek haath mein pen tha aur doosra haath halke se Trupti ki nangi kamar par rakha hua tha, jahan T-shirt thodi si upar khisak gayi thi.






Abhay: (Trupti ke kaan ke paas jhukte hue, dheemi aawaz mein flirting karte hue) “Madam Vice-President... agar tum aise let kar padhogi, toh poore college ke ladke fail ho jayenge. Dekh rahi ho, koi notes nahi dekh raha, sabke notes tumhare curves par ban rahe hain.”
Trupti ne halke se muskura kar Abhay ke haath par thappad maara aur seedhi hokar baith gayi.
Trupti: (Sharmaate hue, par ek chamak ke saath) “Chup raho Abhay! Tumhe toh har waqt bas sharaarat soojhti hai. Exams sar par hain, fail ho gaye toh President ki kursi chhin jayegi.”
Kriti: (Haste hue) “Arre Trupti, isko fail hone ka darr kahan hai? Isne toh poore college ki sabse khoobsurat ladki (Trupti) ko jeet liya hai. Iski toh degree wahi poori ho gayi.”
Sab dost zor se has pade. Trupti ka chehra sharam se laal ho gaya. In do mahinon mein Trupti aur Abhay ka rishta bohot gehra ho chuka tha. Abhay uski bohot izzat karta tha, par akele mein dono ke beech bepanah romance bhi hota tha. Trupti ab is nayi zindagi mein poori tarah dhal chuki thi. Use lagta tha ki Rahul aur Vikki wala chapter hamesha ke liye close ho gaya hai.



Tabhi door se Rahul apni bag latkaye lawn ki taraf aata dikhayi diya. Padhne ke is mausam mein wo bhi apne notes lekar group ke paas hi aa raha tha. Vikki ke kaand ke turant baad hi, kuch mahine pehle Abhay ne sabke saamne Rahul ko apna dost maan liya tha. Abhay ne sabko bataya tha ki Rahul ne Vikki ki gandi harkaton ke khilaaf aawaz uthayi thi aur uska saath chhod diya tha. Shuru mein Kriti aur Sahil ko thodi hichkichahat hui thi, par in pichle do mahinon mein Rahul itni shanti aur masoomiyat se unke beech ghul-mil gaya tha ki ab sab uski aadat daal chuke the. Wo ab unhi ke group ka ek pakka hissa ban chuka tha.

Jaise hi Rahul paas aaya, Abhay ne muskurate hue haath aage badhaya. "Aaja bhai Rahul! Economics ka dimag kharab karne wala chapter tera hi intezaar kar raha hai. Kahan reh gaya tha?"

Rahul ne bhi ek jhoothi par perfect muskaan ke saath Abhay se haath milaya. "Bas library se kuch purane papers lene gaya tha. Padhai kaisi chal rahi hai sabki?"
Kriti ne bhi normal tareeqe se nod kiya aur jagah bana di. Trupti ye dekh kar hamesha ki tarah andar hi andar sukoon mehsoos kar rahi thi. Ek Maa hone ke naate, wo apne bete ko akele aur badnaam hote nahi dekh sakti thi. Use lagta tha ki Abhay ne Rahul ko apnakar bohot bada dil dikhaya hai aur Rahul sach mein badal chuka hai. Trupti ne smile karte hue dari par thodi aur jagah banayi aur pyar se boli, "Aao Rahul, yahan baith jao. Main aur Abhay tumhe un topics mein madad kar denge jo miss ho gaye the."
"Thank you Trupti," Rahul bohot polite aawaz mein bola aur theek Trupti ke saamne baith gaya. Mahol poori tarah se normal aur hansi-khushi wala tha. Sab apni-apni kitabon mein ghus gaye.
Par bahar se bhale hi Rahul ek sudhra hua, focused student lag raha tha, uske andar ka toofan kabhi shant nahi hua tha. Usne chup-chap apni notes kholi, par uski nazrein kitab ke upar se theek Trupti ke seene par jami thin. Trupti ke aage jhukne se uski T-shirt ka gala thoda dhila pad gaya tha, aur Rahul ko uski gehri, gori cleavage aur andar pehni hui bra ki halki si jhalak saaf dikh rahi thi. Phir usne dekha ki Abhay ka haath abhi bhi dosti aur haq se Trupti ki kamar ke paas rakha hua tha.
Rahul ka jism andar hi andar garmane laga. Uske lund mein ek jhatka mehsoos hua. 'Tum dono ko lagta hai ki tumne mujhe group mein rakh kar bohot bada ehsaan kiya hai?' Rahul ne mann hi mann ek ghinoni saazish bunte hue socha. 'Bewakoof Abhay... tune khud saanp ko apne ghar mein ghusne ka rasta de diya hai. Aur Trupti... meri pyari, sexy Maa... tune in do mahinon mein bohot maje maar liye is Abhay ke saath mujhe ignore karke. Ab exams khatam hone hi wale hain. Uske baad jo chhuttiyan aayengi, usme main tujhe aisi ghodi banaunga ki tu Abhay ka naam tak bhool jayegi. Khel mein ab main poori tarah andar hoon, aur ab asli shikaar shuru hoga.'
Hawa ka ek jhonka aaya, jisse Trupti ke mehnge perfume aur uske jism ki mehek Rahul ki naak tak pahunchi. Rahul ne ek gehri saans li, apne badhte hue tanaav ko jeans ke upar se halke se adjust kiya, aur kisi be-reham shikaari ki tarah sahi waqt ka intezaar karne laga.



Exams shuru hone mein ab sirf do din bache the. College ka poora maahaul ekdum shant aur padhaai-numa ho chuka tha. Canteen aur lawn khali the, jabki library mein til rakhne ki jagah nahi thi. Hawa mein sirf pannon ke palatne ki aawaazein aur fusfusati hui disscussions tair rahi thin.
Rahul Team Progress' aur Abhay ke group mein puri tarah ghul-mil gaya tha. Uska bartaav itna shant aur madadgaar tha ki sab use bhool chuke the ki yeh wahi ladka hai jo Vikki ka best friend hua karta tha. Trupti ke liye yeh ek bohot bada relief tha. Uski nazar mein, Rahul ab uski izzat karta tha aur Abhay ke saath uske rishte ko swikaar kar chuka tha.

Library ke sabse pichle hisse mein, jahan lambi-lambi lakdi ki tables thin, wahan Abhay ka poora group baitha tha. Ek badi table ke chaaron taraf kitabein aur notes bikhre hue the.
Trupti aaj bhi utni hi qatilana lag rahi thi. Usne ek Light Grey color ki V-neck, full-sleeves T-shirt pehni thi jo uske jism se chipki hui thi. Us deep V-neck ke beech se uske bhare hue boobs ki gahri ghaati (cleavage) ka halka sa hissa baar-baar jhalak raha tha jab wo aage jhuk kar padh rahi thi. Niche usne wahi tight Black Jeans pehni thi jo uski gol gaand ko ek perfect shape de rahi thi. Uske baal khule the aur ek taraf kandhe se aage ki taraf gir rahe the. Wo poori tarah padhaai mein doobi hui thi.
Uske theek bagal mein Abhay baitha tha. Abhay padhaai toh kar raha tha, par uska dhyan baar-baar Trupti ki khubsoorti par bhatak raha tha. Woh beech-beech mein apni pen se Trupti ke khule baalon ko halke se chhed raha tha ya table ke neeche se apne pair se Trupti ke pair ko ragaḍ raha tha.
Table ke doosre taraf Kriti baithi thi. Uski nazrein kitab par kam aur Rahul par zyada thin. Rahul ka shant aur focused andaaz use achanak bohot attractive lagne laga tha. Kriti baar-baar apni pen hothon par ghumati aur Rahul ki taraf ek flirting (glomping) wali nazar daalti. Par Rahul ka dhyan ya toh apni notes par tha, ya phir beech-beech mein wo chupke se apni nazrein utha kar Trupti ke us jhalakte hue cleavage aur uski sexy kamar ko taad raha tha. Uske andar ki aag abhi bujhi nahi thi, bas usne uspe raakh daal rakhi thi.
Wahi thodi door ek aur choti table par Shital apne boyfriend Pranay ke saath baithi padh rahi thi. Shital ab pehle se kaafi relax thi, par jab bhi uski nazar galti se Rahul par padti, uske jism mein ek ajeeb si jhanjhanahat daud jaati. Use wo raat yaad aa jati jab Rahul ne uske andar ki saari bhadaas apne lund se nikaali thi.
Bookshelf Ke Peeche: Chori-Chhupe Romance
Kuch der baad, Trupti ne apni gardan hila kar thakaan mitayi.
Trupti: (Dheemi aawaz mein) “Uff... yeh Marketing ka chapter toh dimaag kharaab kar raha hai. Mujhe ek aur reference book chahiye. Main abhi aati hoon.”


Trupti apni chair se uthi aur library ke ghaney (dense) bookshelves wale section ki taraf chal di. Uski tight jeans mein matakti hui uski bhari gaand ne table par baithe sabhi ladkon—khaas kar Rahul aur Abhay—ka dhyan apni taraf kheench liya.
Jaise hi Trupti do rows aage badhi, Abhay ne bhi chup-chap apni chair piche khiskai.
Abhay: (Kriti aur Sahil ko aankh maarte hue) “Mujhe bhi paani peena hai, aata hoon.”
Rahul apni notes mein dekhne ka natak kar raha tha, par uski tez nazron ne Abhay ko Trupti ke peeche jaate dekh liya tha. Uska dil zor se dhadakne laga. Ek ajeeb si jalan (jealousy) aur hawas (horniness) ne uske dimaag par kabza kar liya. Wo bhi apni jagah se utha aur kisi bahaane se unhi bookshelves ki taraf chal diya.
Rows ke beech mein, Trupti ek unchi shelf par ek moti si book dhoondh rahi thi. Wo aage ki taraf thoda jhuki hui thi, jisse uski jeans uski gaand par aur tight ho gayi thi aur V-neck T-shirt thodi aur aage latak gayi thi.
Tabhi peeche se achanak do majboot haathon ne uski patli kamar ko jakad liya. Trupti buri tarah chaunk gayi aur uske hothon se ek halki si cheekh nikalne wali thi ki Abhay ne apna ek haath uske hothon par rakh diya.
Abhay: (Kaan mein fusfusate hue) “Shhh... main hoon jaan.”
Trupti ne rahat ki saans li aur palat kar Abhay ke seene par halke se mukka maara.
Trupti: (Whispering) “Pagal ho gaye ho kya Abhay? Library hai yeh, koi dekh lega. Chhodo mujhe.”
Par Abhay ke dimaag par toh is sexy 'Nerd' ka nasha chadh chuka tha. Usne Trupti ko dono haathon se pakda aur aaram se peeche wali lakdi ki bookshelf se sata diya.
Abhay: “Padhaai toh hoti rahegi, par tum aaj itni qatil lag rahi ho ki mera dimaag kaam nahi kar raha. Mujhe mera reward chahiye.”
Bina Trupti ke jawab ka intezaar kiye, Abhay aage jhuka aur usne apne hoth Trupti ke naram, raseele hothon par jad diye.
Trupti ne pehle ek second ke liye aankhein khuli rakh kar virodh (resist) karne ki koshish ki, par Abhay ka kiss itna gehra aur passionate tha ki wo pighal gayi. Usne apni aankhein band kar li aur apne dono haath Abhay ki gardan ke chaaron taraf lapet diye.
Dono ke beech ek behad deep aur geela (wet) French kiss shuru ho gaya. Library ke us sunsaan kone mein sirf unke hothon ke takrane (smooching) ki 'Slurp... Slurp' aur Trupti ki dabi hui siskaiyon (moaning) 'Mmmhh... ahhh...' ki aawaazein aa rahi thin. Abhay ka ek haath Trupti ki kamar par thirak raha tha aur doosra haath halke se uski t-shirt ke upar se uske bhare hue boob ke side curve ko sehla raha tha. Trupti poori tarah is romantic aur aag-lagau (horny) moment ko enjoy kar rahi thi. Ye kiss zor-zabardasti wala nahi, balki do pyaar karne walon ke beech ki garmi thi.
Corner Se Dekhta Hua Shaitaan
Wahin doosri row ke corner par khada Rahul yeh saara manzar apni aankhon se dekh raha tha. Books ke beech ke gap se use sab saaf dikh raha tha.
Uski Maa, jiske jism ko usne apna maan liya tha, ab kisi aur mard ki baahon mein madhosh hokar siskaiyan le rahi thi. Abhay ke haath uski Maa ke jism ko wahan chhu rahe the jahan kal tak sirf Rahul ka haq tha.
Rahul ki mutthiyan bhich gayin. Uski aankhein gusse se laal ho gayin. Par is jalan ke saath-saath, Trupti ko aisi sexy halat mein kiss karte hue dekh kar, uska lund uski jeans ke andar lohe ki rod ki tarah sakht (hard) ho gaya. Uski saansein bhari ho gayin. Wo chahta tha ki abhi aage badhe aur Abhay ka sar phod de, par usne khud ko control kiya. 'Plan ko kharaab nahi karna hai,' usne khud se kaha.
Rahul ne ek aakhri baar Trupti ke us gehre kiss ko taada, apne tanaav se bhare lund ko jeans ke upar se halke se adjust kiya, aur dabe paaon wahan se wapas table ki taraf laut gaya. Uski aankhon mein ab ek khaufnaak iraada tha.


Bookshelf ke paas, karib do minute ke us tufaani kiss ke baad, Trupti ne thoda saans lene ke liye Abhay ko peechhe dhakela. Dono haanf rahe the. Trupti ka chehra sharam aur garmi se poori tarah tamtama raha tha. Uski lipstick poori tarah phail chuki thi aur uske baal aur bhi messy ho gaye the.
Trupti: (Apni saansein control karte hue, halke se muskurate hue) “Bas... bohot hua tumhara romance. Aise toh main fail ho jaungi aur tumari bhi padhai nahi hogi.”
Abhay: (Haste hue, Trupti ki naak ko ungli se chhedte hue) “Tumhare liye toh main fail hone ko bhi taiyaar hoon. Par chalo, theek hai. Abhi padhai kar lete hain. Exam ke baad toh tumhe mujhse koi bacha nahi payega.”
Trupti ne halke se sharma kar apni bikhri hui T-shirt theek ki, jo kiss ke dauran thodi zyada deep ho gayi thi. Usne kitabein uthayi aur Abhay ka haath pakad kar wahan se nikal aayi.
Trupti: “Chalo ab seedhe baith kar padhai karo, warna main tumhare paas nahi baithungi.”
Dono table ki taraf wapas aa gaye. Trupti ka mood ab bohot achha tha, ekdum khush aur relaxed. Use lag raha tha ki sab kuch theek hai.
Jab wo table par aaye, toh Rahul pehle se hi wahan baitha apni notes mein dooba hua dikh raha tha. Trupti ne smile karke uski taraf dekha, par Rahul ne sar nahi uthaya. Uske andar ka toofan abhi bahar nahi aaya tha, par exam ke baad ki chhuttiyan (vacations) aane hi wali thin, aur Rahul ki bhookh apne charam par pahunch chuki thi.





Aakhri exam ki bell bajte hi college ke corridors mein ek alag hi shor goonj utha. Mahinon ki padhai, tension aur ratte maarne ka silsila aakhirkaar khatam ho gaya tha. Students apne exam halls se aise bahar nikal rahe the jaise kisi pinjre se azaad hue hon. Chehron par ek badi si muskaan thi aur hawa mein chhuttiyon ka sukoon.
College ke bahar parking area ke paas wale bade lawn mein Abhay aur uska group ikhatta ho raha tha. Ek-ek karke sab wahan pohoch rahe the. Kriti sabse pehle aakar ghaas par baith gayi, uske chehre par exam khatam hone ki khushi saaf jhalak rahi thi. Wo akele hi poore group ko entertain kar rahi thi, apni copy hawa mein uchaal kar masti kar rahi thi. Thodi der mein Shital aur Pranay bhi haathon mein haath daale wahan aa gaye.
Par sabki nazrein tab wahi tham gayin jab Trupti wahan aayi. Aaj exam ke aakhri din usne apni 'student' wali image ko thoda side rakh kar ek behad qatilana desi avatar liya tha. Trupti ne ek Peach (halka gulabi-narangi) rang ki behad tight, Sleeveless Kurti pehni hui thi. Kapda itna patla aur body-hugging tha ki uske 38-inch ke bhari aur gudaaz boobs bilkul aage ki taraf tane hue the. Bina aasteen (sleeves) ki kurti hone ki wajah se uske gore, chikne aur bhare hue baazu (arms) poori tarah nange the. Kurti ka gala (neck) thoda deep aur U-shape mein tha, jahan se uske aakarshak cleavage ki gahri ghaati saaf jhanki maar rahi thi. Kurti kamar se itni kasi hui thi ki uski patli 28-inch kamar aur uske theek neeche uski 38-inch ki gol, matakti hui gaand ka ek-ek curve chalte waqt kisi pahaadi raste ki tarah lehra raha tha. Niche usne white color ki tight leggings pehni thi. Hawa chalne se jab uski kurti piche ki taraf udti, toh uski bhari peeth aur naram kamar ki jhalak sabko pagal kar deti.




Abhay toh Trupti ko is roop mein aate dekh apna hosh hi kho baitha. Usne aage badh kar sabke saamne Trupti ki patli kamar mein haath daala aur use halke se apne kareeb kheench liya. Trupti ne sharma kar apni aankhein jhuka lin aur halke se Abhay ke seene par haath rakh diya.
Abhay ne sabko sambodhit karte hue zor se ailaan kiya ki exams khatam ho gaye hain aur ab waqt hai ek dhasu celebration ka. Usne bataya ki usne ek private beach resort par sabke liye do din aur ek raat ka trip plan kiya hai. Rait, samandar ki lehrein, raat ka campfire aur dher saari masti.
Plan sunte hi sab khushi se jhoom uthe. Kriti ne toh khushi ke maare seeti bjaa di aur naachne lagi, "Maza aayega yaar! Main toh apne sabse chote shorts pack karne wali hoon!" Shital aur Pranay ne bhi turant haami bhar di, unhe bhi exam ke baad ek doosre ke saath waqt bitane ka mauka chahiye tha. Group ka baaki hissa bhi full excitement mein tha.





Par is sab shor-sharabe ke beech, Rahul thoda alag, lawn ke ek kone mein chupchap khada tha. Usne apni bag peeth par latkayi hui thi aur chehre par ek udaasi ka naatak pehan rakha tha. Abhay ki nazar uspe padi aur wo aage badha.
"Aur tu Rahul? Packing shuru kar de mere bhai, kal subah hi nikalna hai humein," Abhay ne Rahul ke kandhe par haath maarte hue kaha.
Rahul ne ek bechaara sa muh banaya, apni nazrein thodi neechi ki aur bohot hi dheemi aawaz mein bola, "Nahi Abhay... tum log jao. Main nahi aaunga is trip par. Main waise bhi yahan thoda naya hoon is group mein, aur tum sab couples aur purane dost ho. Main wahan kabab mein haddi nahi banna chahta. Main hostel mein hi theek hoon, thoda aaram kar lunga."
Rahul ka yeh jawaab sun kar wahan achanak shanti chha gayi. Kriti ne use manane ki koshish ki, "Arre Rahul, aisi kya baat hai? Hum sab toh ab achhe dost hain." Par Rahul ne apna sir na mein hila diya aur wahan se jaane ke liye mudne laga.
Trupti, jo ab tak chup thi, uske andar ki mamta aur ab dosti ka ehsaas jaag utha. Wo apne bete ko is tarah akela aur udaas nahi dekh sakti thi. In pichle kuch dinon mein Rahul ne itni achhi 'acting' ki thi ki Trupti ko lagne laga tha ki uska beta sach mein sudhar gaya hai aur akelapan mehsoos kar raha hai.
Trupti tezi se aage badhi aur usne Rahul ka haath pakad liya. Trupti ke naram, gore haath ka sparsh hote hi Rahul ke jism mein current sa daud gaya.
"Ruko Rahul," Trupti ne behad meethi aur fikar bhari aawaz mein kaha. "Aisa kaise tum nahi jaoge? Tum humare group ka hissa ho. Agar tum nahi jaoge toh mujhe... I mean, hum sabko bilkul achha nahi lagega."
Rahul ne palat kar Trupti ki aankhon mein dekha. Uski nazrein Trupti ke chehre se hoti hui, uski tight kurti ke deep neck se jhalakte hue gore boobs ki khaan par jakar tik gayin. Trupti itne kareeb thi ki Rahul ko uske perfume aur uske jism ki wo mehak saaf aa rahi thi, jisne uski naso mein aag laga di.
"Trupti, sach mein... mera wahan aana theek nahi rahega. Tum aur Abhay enjoy karna, main sach mein rest karna chahta hoon," Rahul ne phir se nakhra dikhaya, taaki Trupti uske aage aur gidgidaye. Uska saara khel Trupti ko apne jaal mein poori tarah fasaane ka tha.
Trupti ne is baar Rahul ka haath dono haathon se pakda. Wo uske aur kareeb aa gayi. Uske 38-inch ke bhari boobs ki garmi aur unka halka sa touch Rahul ke baazu par mehsoos hone laga. Trupti ki saansein Rahul ke chehre par pad rahi thin.
"Tumhe meri kasam Rahul... please chal lo," Trupti ne bilkul waisi aawaz mein kaha jaise ek Maa apne ruthe hue bete ko manati hai, par college ke logon ke liye ye do doston ke beech ka manana tha. "Main wahan Abhay ke saath houngi, Kriti bhi akeli bore ho jayegi... tum rahoge toh hum sab milkar maza karenge. Agar tum nahi gaye toh main bhi trip cancel kar dungi."
Trupti ne apna sabse bada daanv chal diya tha. Rahul ko andar hi andar jashn manane ka mann kar raha tha. Uski shaitani chaal poori tarah kaam kar gayi thi. Uski Maa khud use us aag ke dariya mein le jaana chahti thi jo Rahul ne uske liye bichhaya tha.
Rahul ne kuch second tak Trupti ki un nashiili aankhon aur raseele hothon ko dekha, ek gehra saans liya aur apne hothon par ek halki, jhoothi muskaan laate hue bola.
"Theek hai Trupti... agar tum itna zid kar rahi ho, toh main chalunga. Sirf tumhari khushi ke liye."
Trupti khushi se uchhal padi. Usne aaw dekha na taaw, jazbaat mein aakar Rahul ko aage badh kar ek halka sa hug de diya. Us tight sleeveless kurti mein Trupti ke dono chhatiyan Rahul ke majboot seene se zor se dab gayin. Rahul ne bhi apne haath halke se Trupti ki kamar par rakh diye aur uski peeth ko sahlaya. Sirf ek do second ka wo hug Rahul ke pant ke andar ek toofan khada karne ke liye kaafi tha. Uska lund andar hi andar akadne laga tha.




Abhay aur baaki sab ne bhi taaliyan bajayin aur khush ho gaye ki group poora ho gaya. Sabne tay kiya ki kal subah 7 baje sab college ke gate par milenge, jahan se ek choti bus unhe samandar ke kinare us khubsoorat resort tak le jayegi.
Dheere-dheere sab wahan se hostel ki taraf jaane lage apni packing karne ke liye. Trupti Abhay ke saath aage chal rahi thi, uski gaand us patli leggings mein buri tarah matak rahi thi. Piche khada Rahul apni jeb mein haath daale us haseen nazaare ko ghoor raha tha.
Usne apne honth par zabaan pheri aur mann hi mann ek khaufnaak iraada pakka kiya. "Bahut manaa liya tune mujhe meri bholi Maa... tune is aag ko khud hawa di hai. Beach par jab tu un chhote kapdon mein mere samne aayegi, toh is baar koi Abhay ya Vikki tujhe mere lund se nahi bacha payega. Ye trip teri azaadi ka aakhri din hoga... kyunki iske baad tu sirf ek janwar ki rakhel ban kar rahogi."
Khule aasmaan ke neeche, samandar ki lehron ke beech aane wale us bhayanak aur uttejak toofan ki buniyaad aaj is library ke bahar lawn mein rakhi ja chuki thi. Trupti anjaan thi ki kal subah jo safar shuru hone wala tha, wo uske jism ki aakhri hadd tak jaane wala tha.

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Goa trip par nikalne se theek ek raat pehle, hostel ke kamre mein ek ajeeb si bechaini aur uttejna (excitement) tair rahi thi. Bahar ghana andhera tha, par Trupti ke andar jaise koi aag jal rahi thi. Kamre ki halki roshni mein, Trupti aaine (mirror) ke saamne khadi thi. Uske haathon mein kapde ka ek behad chhota sa tukda tha—ek Jet Black Bikini.

Ye bikini usne aaj doapher hi mall se akele mein kharidi thi. Apni purani zindagi mein, Sanjeev ki biwi aur ek 42 saal ki gharelu aurat ke roop mein, Trupti ne aisi cheez pehnna toh door, dekhne ke baare mein bhi nahi socha tha. Par ab wo 'Trupti Khanna' nahi, balki college ki sabse hot aur jawaan ladki ban chuki thi.
Trupti ne us patli si string wali black bikini ke top ko apne 38-inch ke bhari aur gudaaz boobs ke upar rakh kar aaine mein dekha. Uska gora rang us kaale kapde ke contrast mein aur bhi zyada chamak raha tha. Bikini ka cup itna chhota tha ki agar wo isko pehenti, toh uske stan (boobs) aade se zyada bahar jhalakte rehte aur uski gahri cleavage poori tarah open rehti. Niche ka hissa (panty) toh aur bhi qatilana tha, jo uski 38-inch ki gol gaand ko mushkil se dhak pata.
Trupti ki saansein tez ho gayin. Usne socha, "Agar main ise pehan kar beach par Abhay ke saamne gayi, toh wo toh wahi pagal ho jayega... par... par wahan Rahul bhi toh hoga." Rahul ka khayal aate hi Trupti ke jism mein ek current sa daud gaya. Kya wo apne hi bete ke saamne itne chhote aur nange kapdon mein ghoom sakti thi? Uski matakti hui gaand aur ubhre hue boobs ko Rahul kin nazron se dekhega, ye soch kar hi Trupti sharam aur ek ajeeb se darr se paani-paani hone lagi. Usne faisla kiya ki shayad ise pehnna theek nahi hoga.



Tabhi achanak darwaze ki kundi khuli aur Kriti kamre mein dakhil hui.

"Oye Trupti! Packing ho gayi kya teri?" Kriti ne zor se pucha.
Trupti buri tarah chaunk gayi. Uski dhadkan tez ho gayi. Usne jaldi se us black bikini ko dabocha aur apne suitcase mein doosre kapdon ke neeche chhupa diya. Usne ek jhoothi muskaan apne chehre par laayi aur palat gayi.
"Haan... haan Kriti, bas lagbhag ho hi gayi hai. Tu bata, tera kya haal hai?" Trupti ne thoda haklaate hue kaha.
Kriti bed par aakar dham se baith gayi aur Trupti ko gaur se dekhne lagi. Trupti ne is waqt ek loose nightgown pehna hua tha, par uske chehre ki ghabrahat saaf dikh rahi thi.
Kriti ne ek shaitani muskaan ke saath aankh maari, "Meri chhod, tera toh lagta hai alag hi plan chal raha hai. Goa ka beach, hotel ka kamra, aur tera aashiq Abhay... uff! College ki sabse hot ladki jab Goa ki hawa mein Abhay ke baahon mein hogi, toh sach mein aag lag jayegi. Bata bata, kya kya 'dirty' plans soche hain tune trip ke liye?"
Trupti ka chehra sharam se bilkul tamtama gaya. Usne jaldi se Kriti ke paas aakar uske gaal par halka sa mukka maara. "Chup kar besharam! Kuch bhi bolti rehti hai. Hum sab doston ke saath ja rahe hain, wahan koi dirty plans nahi hain. Aur Abhay waisa ladka nahi hai."
Kriti zor se hasne lagi, "Haan haan, Abhay toh bilkul saadh-sanyasi hai na! Library mein jo romance chal raha tha, wo kya tha phir? Dekh lena, is trip par Abhay tujhe chhodne wala nahi hai. Raat ko beach par walk aur uske baad..." Kriti ne ankhon se ganda ishara kiya. Trupti aur bhi zyada sharma gayi aur apna chehra ghuma liya, par andar hi andar use bhi Abhay ke saath akele waqt bitane ka intezaar tha.
Hansi-mazaak ke is mahol ke beech, Kriti achanak thodi serious aur sharmili ho gayi. Usne apne haath ki ungliyon ko aapas mein uljhate hue Trupti ki taraf dekha.
"Trupti... mujhe tujhse ek baat karni thi. Actually, ek permission leni thi," Kriti ne thodi dheemi aawaz mein kaha.
Trupti ne apna suitcase band kiya aur Kriti ke bagal mein baith gayi. "Kaisi permission Kriti? Hum dost hain, tu khul kar bol."
Kriti ne ek gehri saans li. "Dekh, mujhe pata hai ki Rahul tera ex-boyfriend hai. Tum dono ne kuch time pehle hi breakup kiya hai. Par ab tu Abhay ke saath bohot khush hai. Toh... kya tujhe bura lagega agar is Goa trip par main Rahul ko approach karun?"
Ye sunte hi Trupti ke dimaag mein jaise ek dhamaka sa hua. Uske jism ka khoon ekdum se thanda pad gaya. Kriti, jo uski roommate thi, uske bete Rahul par line maarna chahti thi?
Trupti ke andar ek bhayanak antar-yuddh (internal conflict) shuru ho gaya. Ek taraf uske andar ki 'Maa' jaag uthi. Usne socha, "Kriti bohot fast aur thodi chalu kism ki ladki hai. Kya ye mere Rahul ke liye theek rahegi? Mera beta iske chakkar mein pad kar apni padhai aur focus na kharaab kar baithe."
Par doosri taraf... ek aur ajeeb aur kaali feeling Trupti ke seene mein uth rahi thi—Jalan (Jealousy). Trupti chahe is baat se jitna bhi inkaar kare, par wo janti thi ki Rahul ne uske jism ke har ek curve ko mehsoos kiya tha. Rahul ka wo sakht, garam lund jo uski gaand par ragda gaya tha, uske hoth jo Rahul ne janwaron ki tarah chuse the... wo sab baatein Trupti ke dimaag mein ghoomne lagin. Rahul ne bhale hi uske saath zabardasti ki thi, par wo 'touch' Trupti ki body bhool nahi paayi thi. Ab koi doosri jawan ladki uske hi bete (aur uske former dominant lover) ko seduce karne ki baat kar rahi thi, toh Trupti ki aurat ko ye bardasht nahi ho raha tha ki Rahul kisi aur ke jism ka mazaa le.
"Trupti? Kahan kho gayi?" Kriti ne Trupti ka haath hilate hue pucha. "Agar tujhe awkward lag raha hai toh main drop kar deti hoon idea. Teri dosti mere liye zyada zaroori hai."
Trupti hosh mein aayi. Usne apne andar ki us gandi jalan aur mamta dono ko daba diya. Use yaad aaya ki usne college mein Rahul ke saath 'Ex-Girlfriend' ka naatak kiya tha, aur agar wo ab Rahul ke liye possessive hui, toh Kriti ko shaq ho jayega.
Trupti ne apne hothon par ek bohot hi natural aur fake muskaan chipkai. Usne Kriti ka haath pyar se thama aur dilaasa dete hue boli, "Nahi Kriti, mujhe bilkul bura nahi lagega. Rahul aur main ab sirf ache dost hain, aur hum dono apni zindagi mein aage badh chuke hain. Agar tum Rahul ko pasand karti ho, toh tumhe zaroor try karna chahiye. You have my full permission. Waise bhi, wo aaj kal bohot akela rehta hai, shayad tumhari company use achhi lage."
Ye sunte hi Kriti ki aankhon mein aag jaisi chamak aur chehre par ek badi si muskaan aa gayi. Khushi ke maare usne Trupti ko zor se gale laga liya.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you Trupti! Tu duniya ki sabse achhi dost hai!" Kriti ne excitement mein uchhalte hue kaha. Uske baad usne ek behad bold aur hawas bhari aawaz mein ailan kiya, "Ab tu dekhna Trupti... is Goa trip par main us Rahul ka akelepan hamesha ke liye door kar dungi. Maine apne sabse sexy chhote kapde aur bikinis pack kiye hain. Main uske aage aise matkungi ki wo khud apne ghutno par aakar mujhse chipak jayega. I swear Trupti, is trip par main Rahul ko poori tarah se seduce karungi aur apna bana kar hi chhodungi. Wo bach ke kahan jayega!"
Kriti khushi-khushi apne kapde decide karne mein lag gayi. Par bed par baithi Trupti ka dil ab buri tarah se dhak-dhak kar raha tha. Usne Kriti ko ijazat toh de di thi, par Kriti ki baatein sunkar uske seene mein ajeeb si tees uth rahi thi.
Trupti ne apne suitcase ki taraf dekha jisme uski Black Bikini dabi hui thi. Usne mann hi mann socha, "Kriti chahti hai ki wo apne kapdon se Rahul ko seduce kare... par wo nahi janti ki Rahul ki bhookh kya hai. Agar is beach par asli husn ka khel shuru hua... toh dekhte hain Rahul ki nazrein Kriti par rukti hain ya mujh par."
Ek shaitani aur possessive aag Trupti ke andar jag chuki thi. Kal subah shuru hone wala Goa ka safar ab sirf romance ka nahi, balki jism, hawas aur jalan ke ek khaufnaak mukable ka maidan banne wala tha.



Agli subah suraj poori tarah nikalne se pehle hi hostel ke bahar hulchul shuru ho gayi thi. Goa trip ka excitement sabke chehron par saaf dikh raha tha. Samandar ki lehron aur azaadi ka nasha abhi se sabke dimaag par chadh chuka tha. College ke bahar do badi, chamchamati rented SUVs khadi thin. Sabne milkar pehle hi tay kar liya tha ki kaun kis gaadi mein baithega.

Pranay, Shital, Sahil aur baaki group ke members doosri gaadi mein set ho gaye. Shital aur Pranay ek doosre ke saath baith kar bohot khush the, aakhir exams ke baad unhe bhi privacy chahiye thi.
Pehli gaadi ki chaabi Abhay ke haath mein thi. Wo driver seat par baitha aur usne muskurate hue front passenger seat ka darwaza Trupti ke liye khol diya. Trupti ne aaj safar ke liye ek behad simple par uske jism par qayamat dhane wala outfit chuna tha. Usne ek Light Yellow color ka floral fitted top pehna tha, jiska gala thoda deep aur aakarshak tha. Wo kapda itna naram aur tight tha ki uske 38-inch ke bhari-bhari aur gudaaz boobs ka ubhaar poori tarah se aage ki taraf tana hua tha. Jab usne gaadi mein baith kar seatbelt lagayi, toh wo belt uske dono boobs ke beech ki gahri ghaati (cleavage) se hoti hui guzri, jisse uske stan aur bhi zyada kas gaye aur unka aakar aur bhi bada lagne laga. Niche usne dark blue color ki tight jeans pehni thi jo uski gol gaand aur jaanghon ko shape de rahi thi.



Peeche ki seat par Kriti aur Rahul aakar baith gaye. Kriti ne raat ko jo ailan kiya tha, wo usne sach kar dikhaya. Usne seduction ka poora jaal bichha rakha tha. Kriti ne behad chhote aur tight denim hot-pants pehne hue the, jisse uski gori, nangi jaanghein poori tarah dikh rahi thin. Upar usne ek white crop top pehna tha jisme se uska pet jhalak raha tha. Usne apne baalon ko khula rakha tha aur bohot sara mehakta hua perfume lagaya tha. Rahul ek simple black t-shirt aur jeans mein tha, uske chehre par wahi shant aur 'sudhre hue ladke' wala masoom bhao tha.

Gaadi start hui aur ek shandaar romantic gaana stereo par bajne laga. Hawa mein ek ajeeb sa nasha tha.
Aage ki seat par Abhay aur Trupti apni hi alag duniya mein the. Abhay ka ek haath steering wheel par tha, aur doosra haath gear se hat kar Trupti ke naram, gore haath par rakha hua tha. Wo gaadi chalate hue halke-halke Trupti ki ungliyon se khel raha tha. Trupti ke hothon par ek sukoon bhari aur sharmili muskaan thi. Wo baar-baar Abhay ki taraf dekhti aur jab Abhay uski aankhon mein dekhta, toh Trupti sharma kar nazrein jhuka leti. Abhay ne Trupti ka haath utha kar halke se apne hothon se laga liya aur use ek kiss diya. Trupti ka dil khushi se jhoom utha. In pichle do mahinon mein use lagne laga tha ki usne apni doosri jawani jeena shuru kar diya hai, bina kisi darr aur blackmail ke.




Wahin doosri taraf, peeche ki seat par mahol bilkul alag tha. Kriti ne apna shikaar shuru kar diya tha. Gaadi jaise hi highway par aayi, Kriti jaan-boojh kar seat par thoda khisak kar Rahul ke bilkul kareeb aa gayi.

"Rahul, AC thoda tez chal raha hai na? Mujhe thand lag rahi hai," Kriti ne ek behad nakhrewali aur seductive aawaz mein kaha, aur jaan-boojh kar apne nange kandhe aur apni gori jaangh ko Rahul ki jeans se sata diya.
Rahul ne ek bohot hi polite par rukhapan bhari muskaan ke saath Kriti ki taraf dekha. "AC ka vent tumhari taraf hai Kriti, use doosri taraf ghuma lo. Theek lagega."
Rahul ne apne jism ko thoda doosri taraf khiska liya. Kriti andar hi andar chidh gayi, par usne haar nahi maani. Wo baar-baar kisi na kisi bahaane se Rahul se baat karne ki koshish karti, kabhi uske music taste ke baare mein poochti, toh kabhi gaadi ke jhatke ka bahaana karke uske baazu ko pakad leti.
Par Rahul ke dimaag par Kriti ke is saste husn ka koi asar nahi ho raha tha. Uske liye Kriti ek aam si ladki thi jisme use koi interest nahi tha. Rahul ka dimaag toh ek poori tarah se aurat ban chuki, maansal aur ras bhari jism wali Trupti ke nashe mein dooba hua tha. Rahul ka poora dhyaan aage ki seat par tha. Usne apna sar thoda seat ke beecho-beech kiya hua tha, jahan se use aage ki seat ka gap saaf dikh raha tha.
Rahul ki bhookhi nazrein Trupti ki gori, nangi gardan par jami thin. Rearview mirror ke angle aur seat ke gap se use saaf dikh raha tha ki Trupti ka ubhra hua, tight yellow floral top seatbelt se kaise dab raha hai. Jab bhi Abhay Trupti ke haath ko chumta, Rahul ke pant ke andar uska lund ek jhatka leta. Uski ragon mein aag daud rahi thi, par wo apne chehre par shanti ka naqab pehne hue chup-chap sab bardasht kar raha tha. 'Kriti jaisi haddiyon wali ladki mere lund ko kya shant karegi,' Rahul ne mann hi mann socha. 'Meri asli manzil toh aage baithi hai. Ye safar khatam hone de Abhay... is trip par teri is so-called GF ko main aisi position mein launga ki wo khud apne ghutno par chal kar mere bistar par aayegi.'
Trupti, jo Abhay ke pyare sparsh ka anand le rahi thi, achanak uski nazar gaadi ke rearview mirror par gayi. Usne dekha ki Kriti peeche Rahul se buri tarah chipakne ki koshish kar rahi hai, uske kaan ke paas jhuk kar baatein kar rahi hai. Trupti ke andar ka wo 'Maa' wala hissa ekdum se jaag gaya.
Par is baar, Trupti ke andar koi jalan (jealousy) nahi thi. Pichli raat Kriti ki baatein sun kar jo use thoda ajeeb laga tha, wo ab poori tarah badal chuka tha. Trupti ne gehri saans li aur mirror mein dekhte hue uske dil se ek bohot sachi aur mamta bhari dua nikli.
"Hey Bhagwan," Trupti ne mann hi mann socha, "Kriti jaisi bhi hai, ek normal aur azaad ladki hai. Main toh yahi chahti hoon ki Rahul Kriti jaisi kisi achhi ladki ke saath relationship mein aa jaye. Uski umar yahi sab karne ki hai. Main chahti hoon wo mera beta ban kar hi rahe, ek acha ladka (good boy) ban jaye aur us paap bhare past ko hamesha ke liye bhool jaye. Agar Rahul Kriti ki taraf attract ho gaya, toh uska dhyaan mujh se hamesha ke liye hat jayega aur meri zindagi bhi aasaan ho jayegi."
Trupti sach mein chahti thi ki Rahul uske jism ki hawas ko chhod de aur ek normal jawan ladke ki tarah apni life jiye. Isliye, usne jaan-boojh kar Kriti ki madad karne ka faisla kiya.
Trupti thoda peeche mudi aur ek bohot hi natural, badi aur pyari muskaan ke saath peeche dekha.
"Kriti, tum dono peeche itne chup kyun ho? Rahul, tum Kriti se baat kyun nahi kar rahe? Bichari akeli bore ho rahi hogi," Trupti ne Rahul ko uksate hue kaha taaki wo Kriti ko waqt de.
Abhay ne bhi haste hue steering par haath maara, "Haan bhai Rahul, Goa ja rahe hain, koi satsang mein nahi. Thoda flirt-wlirt kar le, Kriti kitni hot lag rahi hai aaj. Mauka hai, chaukka maar de."
Kriti ne sharam ka natak karte hue Rahul ki taraf dekha aur halke se uske kandhe par thappad maara, "Abhay kuch bhi bolta hai! Par haan Rahul, tum sach mein bohot boring ho. Kam se kam ye toh batao ki Goa pohoch kar sabse pehle kya karoge?"
Rahul ne mirror mein Trupti ki unn aashawadi (hopeful) aur masoom aankhon mein dekha. Wo samajh gaya tha ki uski Maa kya chahti hai. Uski Maa uski aur Kriti ki setting karwana chahti hai. Rahul ko andar hi andar is baat par gussa aur hasi dono aa rahi thi. Par khel ko aage badhane ke liye usne wahi seedha-sadha bhao rakha.
"Main... main toh bas samandar ke kinare shaanti se baithna chahta hoon. Aur rahi baat boring hone ki, toh shayad main waisa hi hoon Kriti," Rahul ne bohot hi dheemi, gentle aawaz mein jawab diya, jisse Kriti ko laga ki Rahul sharmila hai aur use thodi aur koshish karni padegi.
Trupti is conversation ko dekh kar bohot khush thi. Use laga ki uska plan kaam kar raha hai aur Rahul ab Kriti ko tolerate kar raha hai. Trupti wapas aage ki taraf palat gayi. Usne sukoon ki saans li aur apni peeth ko seat par tika diya. Abhay ne Trupti ki khushi dekh kar uska gaal halke se kheench liya.
Safar aage badh raha tha. Aage ki seat par ek sacha, romantic aur mature couple apni nayi zindagi ke sapne bun raha tha, aur peeche ki seat par ek ladki apne seduction ka jaal fenk rahi thi, bilkul bekhabar ki uske bagal mein baitha shakhs pehle se hi kisi aurat ke jism ka darinda ban chuka tha, aur wo aurat koi aur nahi, us gaadi mein baithi sabse khubsoorat aurat—uski khud ki Maa thi. Goa ki wo nam aur garm hawa un sabka intezaar kar rahi thi.



Goa ki garm aur nam hawa ne unka swagat kiya. Safar ki thakaan jaise samandar ki lehron ki aawaaz sunte hi gayab ho gayi thi. Unki chamchamati rented SUVs ek behad aalishan (luxurious) beach-front villa ke aangan mein aakar ruki. Ye villa sach mein kisi sapne jaisa tha, jisme kaanch ki badi-badi khidkiyan thin aur pichhwade (backyard) se seedha safed rait wala private beach shuru hota tha. Sab gaadiyon se utre aur khushi se chillate hue apna-apna saamaan nikaalne lage. "Bhai kya jagah book ki hai Abhay tune, maza aa gaya!" Sahil ne seeti bajate hue kaha. Sab log excitement mein apne-apne rooms select karne ke liye villa ke andar bhaage.

Trupti bhi apna chhota sa trolley bag khinchte hue pehli manzil (first floor) par ek kamre ki taraf badhi. Usne darwaza khola toh samne ka nazara dekh kar uske muh se ek khushi bhari aah nikal gayi. Kamre ki poori ek deewar sheeshe ki thi, jiske bahar ek badi si balcony thi aur wahan se samandar ki nili lehrein saaf dikh rahi thin. Trupti apne us light yellow floral top aur tight jeans mein us sheeshe ke paas ja kar khadi ho gayi aur bahar ka nazara dekhne lagi. Thandi aur nam hawa uske chehre aur khule baalon ko chhu rahi thi, jisse uske jism mein ek ajeeb si taazgi bhar gayi.
Tabhi dabe paaon Abhay kamre mein dakhil hua. Trupti bahar ke khoobsurat view mein poori tarah khoyi hui thi, par Abhay ke liye duniya ka sabse khoobsurat view uske theek samne khada tha. Trupti ki peeth uski taraf thi, aur tight jeans mein qaid uski 38-inch ki matakti hui gol gaand aur uski patli kamar Abhay ke hosh uda rahi thi. Abhay dheere se aage badha aur piche se usne Trupti ki kamar mein apne dono mazboot haath daal diye.
Trupti halke se chaunki, par Abhay ke jism ki garmi aur uske touch ko mehsoos karte hi wo relax ho gayi. "Kitna khoobsurat view hai na Abhay..." Trupti ne samandar ki taraf ishara karte hue behad dheemi aur sukoon bhari aawaz mein kaha.
Abhay ne Trupti ki nangi gori gardan par apne hoth rakhte hue fusfusaya, "Haan... bohot khoobsurat hai. Meri toh nazrein hi nahi hat rahin."



Agle hi pal, Abhay ne achanak Trupti ko apni taraf ghumaya aur ek hi jhatke mein use peeche deewar (wall) se sata diya. Trupti ki aankhein hairani se badi ho gayin.

"Abhay... kya kar rahe ho? Darwaza khula hai... koi aa jayega. Abhi nahi please," Trupti ne sharmate hue aur thoda ghabrate hue Abhay ke seene par apne naram haath rakh kar use rokne ki koshish ki.
Par Abhay par toh Goa ka nasha poori tarah chadh chuka tha. "Aane do jise aana hai. Tum meri ho Trupti," Abhay ne madhoshi mein kaha aur bina koi aur mauka diye, aage jhuk kar apne hoth Trupti ke raseele hothon par jad diye.
Shuru mein Trupti ne apne hoth bhiche rakhe, darr aur sharam ke maare virodh karti rahi. Par Abhay rukne wala nahi tha. Usne halke se Trupti ke neeche wale naram hoth (lower lip) ko apne daanton ke beech dabaya aur ek halki si bite (kaat) li. Is halke se dard aur mardana aakramakta (aggression) ne Trupti ke andar soyi hui aurat ko poori tarah jaga diya. Uske hothon se be-ikhtiyaari mein ek siskaari nikal gayi, "Ahhh...!" aur isi mauke ka fayda utha kar Abhay ne apni jeebh (tongue) Trupti ke muh mein utaar di.
Ab Trupti ka bacha-kucha control bhi toot chuka tha. Uski saansein bhari ho gayin. Usne apne dono haath Abhay ki gardan aur uske baalon mein fansa liye aur utni hi hawas (horniness) aur tadap ke saath Abhay ko wapas kiss karne lagi. Kamre ke us shant mahol mein sirf un dono ke hothon ke gehre milan ki 'slurp-slurp' ki aawaazein aur Trupti ki dabi hui madhosh siskaariyan goonj rahi thin. Abhay ka ek haath Trupti ki patli kamar ko masal raha tha aur wo poori tarah ek doosre ki garmi mein pighal rahe the, duniya se bekhabar.



Tabhi achanak darwaze par kadmon ki aawaaz aayi aur agle hi pal Kriti kamre mein ghus aayi, aur uske theek peeche Rahul tha.

"Oye Trupti, ye room kaisa..." Kriti ki aawaz aadhi hi nikli thi ki uske kadam wahi zameen par jam gaye.
Kriti aur Rahul ne theek apne samne Trupti ko deewar se sata hua, Abhay ki baahon mein qaid hokar buri tarah kiss karte hue dekh liya tha.
Kriti ekdum se jhemp gayi aur sharam se laal ho gayi. "Oops! I am so sorry... hum... hum toh bas rooms check kar rahe the. Carry on!" Kriti ne ajeeb sa muh banate hue kaha aur jaldi se palat gayi.
Par Rahul wahin darwaze par but (statue) ban kar khada reh gaya. Trupti ne ghabrahat ke maare Abhay ko poori taqat se dhakka diya aur usse alag hui. Dono ke hoth jab alag hue, toh unke beech laar (saliva) ka ek patla sa taar (string) ban kar toota. Trupti poori tarah haanf rahi thi, uska yellow floral top aage se thoda ast-vyast ho gaya tha jisse uski cleavage aur ubhar kar dikh rahi thi, aur uske hoth kiss ki wajah se buri tarah sujh gaye the.
Trupti ki kaanpti hui nazrein door khade Rahul par gayin. Rahul ne apne chehre par wahi 'masoom aur sudhre hue bete' ka mask pehen rakha tha, par uski aankhon mein ek aisi gehri udaasi aur chot (hurt) ka bhao tha jise dekh kar Trupti ka dil dhadakna bhool gaya. Rahul ne chup-chap, bina ek shabd kahe Trupti ko us bikhri hui aur hawas se bhari halat mein dekha. Uske chehre par aisi myoosi thi jaise uska sab kuch lut gaya ho. Phir usne apni nazrein jhukai aur thehre hue kadmon se dheere se Kriti ke peeche-peeche kamre se bahar nikal gaya.
Kamre mein achanak ek bhayanak sannata chha gaya. Abhay apni saansein normal karne ki koshish kar raha tha aur halke se muskura raha tha, par Trupti ka dil buri tarah dard se bhar utha. Uske seene mein ek ajeeb si aur bohot gahri tees uthi. Uska beta... uske hi bete ne aaj pehli baar apni Maa ko kisi gair mard ke saath aisi hawas bhari aur intimate halat mein dekha tha.
Trupti ye toh manti thi ki Rahul janta hai ki wo Abhay ko date kar rahi hai, par us baat ko sirf 'jaanna' aur apni hi aankhon se apni Maa ko deewar se sat kar kisi aur mard ki baahon mein siskaiyan lete hue 'dekhna'—in dono baaton mein zameen aasmaan ka farq tha. Trupti ki mamta use buri tarah kachotne lagi. Use baar-baar Rahul ka wo udaas, tuta hua chehra yaad aane laga.
"Hey Bhagwan, maine ye kya kiya," Trupti ne apne thartharate haathon se apne bikhre hue baal theek karte hue mann hi mann socha. "Rahul ke dil par kya guzri hogi? Use kaisa laga hoga apni Maa ko is halat mein dekh kar? Kahin wo wapas ussi akelepan aur depression mein na chala jaye..."
Trupti poori tarah se bhool chuki thi ki jo ladka abhi bahar udaas chehra bana kar gaya hai, wo asal mein andar se gusse, jalan aur behisab hawas ke lava se ubal raha hai. Trupti ka jism Abhay ki garmi se abhi bhi jal raha tha, par uska dimaag ek ajeeb se maternal guilt (maa hone ke apradh-bodh) aur sharam ke bojh tale dab gaya tha. Use laga ki usne aaj apne bete ka vishwas aur uski bachi-kuchi nazron mein apni izzat ko poori tarah se tod diya hai.

Kamre ke andar ka maahaul ekdum bojhil ho chuka tha. Trupti ka dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha aur uski saansein abhi bhi ukhdi hui thin. Darwaze par Rahul ka wo udaas aur toota hua chehra baar-baar uski aankhon ke saamne ghoom raha tha. Apne hi bete ke saamne kisi gair mard ki baahon mein is tarah hawas mein lipti hui pakde jana... Trupti ke andar ki 'Maa' is apradh-bodh (guilt) ke bojh se dab gayi thi.

Abhay ne Trupti ke chehre par aayi is ghabrahat ko dekha. Wo aage badha aur usne dobara Trupti ki kamar par haath rakh kar use apni taraf kheenchna chaha. "Arre yaar, chhod na... gaye wo dono. Humein disturb nahi karna chahiye tha unhe. Let's continue, jaan..." Abhay ne nasheeli aawaz mein kaha aur apne hoth Trupti ki nangi gardan ki taraf badhaye.
Par is baar Trupti ne poori taqat se Abhay ke seene par dono haath rakh kar use peeche dhakel diya. "Nahi Abhay... please! Dimag kharab ho gaya hai kya tumhara?" Trupti ki aawaz mein halka sa gussa aur bohot saari sharam thi. "Sab log neeche humara wait kar rahe hain aur hum yahan ye sab kar rahe hain. Rahul aur Kriti kya soch rahe honge? Mujhe change karna hai, tum jao yahan se."
Abhay ne ek thandi saans li, par wo samajh gaya ki Trupti ab mood mein nahi hai. "Theek hai, baba. Gussa mat ho. Main neeche ja raha hoon, jaldi change karke aa jana," Abhay ne halke se uske gaal ko chua aur kamre se bahar nikal gaya.
Abhay ke jaate hi Trupti ne darwaza andar se lock kiya aur seedha washroom mein ghus gayi. Aaine ke saamne khade hokar usne apna chehra dekha. Uske hoth Abhay ke kaatne aur joshile kiss ki wajah se soojh kar aur bhi mote aur laal ho gaye the. Uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa darr tha. Usne jaldi se thande paani ke chhapke apne chehre par maare taaki wo us hawas ki garmi ko dho sake, par uske dimaag se Rahul ka wo chehra nahi nikal raha tha.




Trupti ne apna suitcase khola aur change karne lagi. Usne Goa ki vibe ke hisaab se ek behad khoobsurat Turquoise Blue (Karani) rang ka off-shoulder beach dress nikala. Ye dress ek patle aur naram kapde ka tha jo uske jism par kisi phool ki pankhudi ki tarah baith gaya. Off-shoulder hone ki wajah se uski gori chauri collarbones aur lambi nangi gardan poori tarah khuli hui thi. Dress ka upper half uske 38-inch ke bhari boobs par itna tight tha ki bina kisi koshish ke uske seene ka ubhaar aur unke beech ki halki si cleavage saaf jhalak rahi thi. Kamar se ye dress uski 28-inch ki patli waist ko kas kar pakde hue thi aur ghutno tak hawa mein lehra rahi thi. Usne apne baalon ko khula chhod diya jo samandar ki nam hawa mein udne ke liye bechain the.



Trupti neeche hall mein aayi. Sab log wahan chill kar rahe the. Kriti apne ek chhote se bag mein kuch dhoondh rahi thi, Sahil aur Pranay drinks nikal rahe the. Par Trupti ki nazrein sirf ek shakhs ko dhoondh rahi thin—Rahul. Wo poore hall mein kahin nahi tha.

"Kriti... Rahul kahan hai?" Trupti ne jhijhakte hue pucha.
"Pata nahi yaar, shayad bahar beach ki taraf gaya hai," Kriti ne bina Trupti ki taraf dekhe casual tone mein jawab diya.
Trupti ne bina ek pal gawaye villa ke pichle darwaze se private beach ki taraf kadam badha diye. Safed naram rait uske nange pairon ko chhu rahi thi. Samandar ki lehrein shor macha rahi thin. Thodi door chalne ke baad, usne dekha ki Rahul ek akele kone mein rait par baitha hua hai. Usne apne ghutno ko seene se lagaya hua tha aur samandar ki aati-jaati lehron ko ek-tak ghoor raha tha. Wo akelaapan aur wo udaasi dekh kar Trupti ka dil baith gaya.
Wo tez kadmon se chalti hui uske paas pahunchi aur theek uske bagal mein rait par baith gayi. Trupti ki aawaz gale mein hi atak rahi thi. Uski aankhon mein aansu tairne lage the.
"Rahul..." Trupti ne behad bhari aur rote hue aawaz mein use pukara.
Rahul ne dheere se apni gardan ghumayi. Uske chehre par abhi bhi wahi dukh ka naqab tha, par uski nazrein ek pal ke liye Trupti ki us tight off-shoulder dress aur jhalakti hui cleavage par padin. Usne turant apni nazrein wapas samandar ki taraf kar lin taaki Trupti uske andar ki bhookh ko na padh sake.
"I am so sorry, beta..." Trupti ke gaalon par aansu beh nikle. "Mujhe pata hai tujhe kaisa laga hoga. Apni Maa ko... apni Maa ko kisi aur ke saath aisi halat mein dekhna... mera wo matlab nahi tha Rahul. Main bas flow mein beh gayi thi. Main bohot sharminda hoon. Please mujhe maaf kar de."
Rahul ne ek gehri saans li. Usne apna haath badhaya aur Trupti ke nange, gore kandhe par rakh diya. Rahul ne dheere se Trupti ko apni taraf kheencha, jisse Trupti ka jism thoda khisak kar Rahul ke bilkul kareeb aa gaya. Trupti ka bhari seena halke se Rahul ke baazu se takra raha tha, jiska ehsaas Rahul ko andar hi andar pagal kar raha tha, par bahar se usne ek bohot hi mature aur samajhdaar bete ka roop dharan kar rakha tha.
"It's okay, Mom... ro mat aap," Rahul ne behad naram aawaz mein kaha, uski aawaz mein jaise koi jaadu tha jo Trupti ke guilt ko pighla raha tha. "Main jaanta hoon aur main samajhta hoon. Maine dekha hai ki Dad hamesha apne business aur kaam mein busy rahe. Unhone aapko kabhi wo waqt aur pyaar nahi diya jo aap chahti thin. Aapne apni poori jawani, apna poora waqt is ghar ko manage karne mein aur meri parvarish mein nikal diya. Aap hamesha andar se akeli rahin."
Trupti hairani se Rahul ko dekh rahi thi. Wo yakeen nahi kar pa rahi thi ki uska beta itni gehrai se uski zindagi ke dukh ko samajhta hai.
Rahul ne Trupti ke kandhe ko halke se dabate hue apni baat jaari rakhi, "Pehli baar aapko college aane ka mauka mila hai. Pehli baar aapko wo attention aur ahmiyat mil rahi hai jo aap hamesha se deserve karti thin. Aap is college life ko apni tarah se enjoy karna chahti thin na? Toh aapko poora haq hai. Main kuch nahi kahunga."
Trupti ka dil is samajhdaari par ro pada, par uske sanskaar abhi bhi use kachot rahe the. "Par Rahul... jo maine kiya wo galat hai. Ek Maa hokar ek jawan ladke ke saath aise... ye paap hai. Main khud ko maaf nahi kar pa rahi hoon."
Rahul ne Trupti ki aankhon mein seedha dekha, ek aisi nazar jisme ek ajeeb sa sammohan (hypnotism) tha. "Mom, aap bhool rahi hain ki is college mein aap sirf meri Maa nahi hain. Aap ek 'College Girl' hain. Trupti Khanna, is college ki sabse khoobsurat ladki. Aur college mein aakar romance karna, apne college BF ke saath ye sab naye experiences feel karna... ye toh is life ka fun part hai. Ye college girl hone ka sabse haseen hissa hai."
Trupti ke hoth thode khule ke khule reh gaye. Uska jism sharam se kaanp raha tha, par Rahul ki in baaton ne uske andar ke us aurat wale hisse ko chhu liya tha jo azaad hona chahta tha.
"No worries, Mom," Rahul ne halke se muskurate hue kaha. "Aap completely relax raho aur jo aapka dil chahe wo karo. Main aapse koi nafrat nahi karunga. In fact, main aapko poori tarah support kar raha hoon. Aapko kisi se darrne ya guilt mein jeene ki zaroorat nahi hai. Ye aapki life hai, ise poore maze se jiyo."
Trupti ki aankhon ke aansu achanak khushi mein badal gaye. Uske seene se jaise ek bohot bada pahaad hat gaya tha. Jis bete se wo sabse zyada darr rahi thi, wahi beta uski is romantic azaadi aur uski nayi 'college girl' identity ko poori tarah support kar raha tha. Use laga ki duniya mein Rahul se zyada samajhdaar aur pyaara beta koi ho hi nahi sakta.
Khushi aur jazbaat ke is tufaan mein, Trupti ne aage badh kar Rahul ko poori taqat se apne gale laga liya. "Thank you Rahul... thank you so much beta. Tu kitna acha hai," Trupti ne uske kandhe par apna sar tikate hue kaha.
Is strong hug ki wajah se Trupti ke 38-inch ke bhari aur gudaaz boobs poori tarah se Rahul ke chaude seene se buri tarah dab gaye the. Rahul ne bhi apne dono haath Trupti ki patli kamar ke ird-gird lapet liye. Bahar se ye ek Maa-Bete ka masoom hug tha, par Rahul ke nakhun halke se Trupti ki peeth par gad rahe the. Trupti ke jism ki wo naram garmi, us off-shoulder dress se nikal kar sidha Rahul ke hosh uda rahi thi. Rahul ne Trupti ke baalon ke peeche apna chehra chhupate hue ek behad shaitani aur ghinoni muskaan di. Uska saara plan exactly waisa hi kaam kar raha tha jaisa usne socha tha. Trupti ka darr aur guilt usne poori tarah mita diya tha, taaki ab Trupti bina kisi rok-tok ke azaad ho jaye, aur jab shikaar poori tarah azaad aur befikr hota hai, tabhi shikaari ke jaal mein sabse aasaani se fasta hai.
Kuch der baad dono alag hue. Trupti ke chehre par ab ek badi, tanaav-mukt aur glowing muskaan thi. Usne Rahul ka haath pakda aur dono sath milkar, samandar ki un shor machati lehron ko chhod kar wapas villa ki taraf chal diye, bilkul anjaan ki ye support Trupti ki azaadi nahi, balki ek bhayanak tabahi ka pehla kadam tha.




Samandar ki naram, gili rait par nange pair chalte hue Trupti ko aaj aasmaan aur bhi neela aur hawa aur bhi thandi lag rahi thi. Rahul ke us ek 'supportive' hug ne uske seene se guilt ka pahaad hata diya tha. Ab wo azaad thi. Dono Maa-beta aahista-aahista kadam badhate hue wapas villa ki taraf laut rahe the. Hawa ke jhonke Trupti ki Turquoise Blue off-shoulder dress ko halke se uda rahe the, jisse uski gori, chikni jaanghon ki ek jhalak baar-baar bahar aa rahi thi.

Rahul Trupti ke bilkul bagal mein chal raha tha. Bahar se uske chehre par ek cool aur friendly smile thi, par andar hi andar wo shaitaan Trupti ke us khulte hue jism ko apni bhookhi nazron se taad raha tha. Trupti ki nangi collarbones aur chalne ki wajah se upar-neeche uchhalte uske 38-inch ke bhari boobs Rahul ke dimaag ko sunn kar rahe the.
Mahol ko aur casual aur 'college type' banane ke liye Rahul ne ek sharaarti muskaan ke saath Trupti ko dekha aur halke se apne kandhe se uske kandhe ko takraya. Bilkul waise jaise do dost ya bhai-behan aapas mein chhed-chhaad karte hain.
"Waise ek baat manni padegi Trupti," Rahul ne ek teasing tone mein kaha, "Tum aur Abhay jab saath hote ho na, toh aaspas ka temperature waise hi badh jata hai. Maine library mein aur aaj room mein trailer toh dekh hi liya hai... you guys are seriously hot."
Ye sunte hi Trupti ka gora chehra tamtama kar laal ho gaya. Uski sharam uske gaalon par gulabi rang ban kar chha gayi. Usne jaldi se apne khule baalon ko kaan ke peeche kiya aur Rahul ke baazu par halke se ek thappad maara.
"Chup kar badmaash! Kuch bhi bolta hai," Trupti ne sharmate hue apni nazrein jhuka lin. Ek bete ke muh se apni romantic life ke baare mein sunna use thoda ajeeb zaroor lag raha tha, par Rahul ne jo 'college friend' wala comfort zone banaya tha, usne Trupti ko bohot relax kar diya tha.
Rahul hasne laga. "Arre isme sharam kaisi? Hum college friends hain na? Come on, mujhe batao... Abhay ke saath kahan tak baat pahunchi hai? I mean, sirf ye deewar se chipak kar kissing chal rahi hai, ya gaadi aage bhi badhi hai?"
Trupti ki saansein ek pal ke liye ruk gayin. Usne hairani aur sharam se bhari aankhon se Rahul ko dekha. "Rahul! Ye kaisa sawal hai? Main... main ye sab tujhe kaise bata sakti hoon?"
"Kyun nahi bata sakti?" Rahul ne bohot hi smooth aur encouraging aawaz mein kaha, jaise wo uska sabse bada confidant ho. "Aap meri Maa hone ke saath-saath is college ki sabse bold ladki bhi ho. Aur doston ke beech aisi baatein normal hain. Main bas ye jaanna chahta hoon ki mera 'college friend' Abhay aapko khush rakh raha hai ya nahi. Sach batao, how physical are you guys now?"
Trupti ne apne raseele, sooje hue hothon ko daanton tale dabaya. Rahul ki in baaton ne use ek ajeeb sa validation diya. Use laga ki Rahul sach mein bada ho gaya hai aur use ek aurat ki tarah samajh raha hai.
Trupti ne idhar-udhar dekha, aur phir aawaz ko thoda dheema karte hue, ek nashiili aur sharmili hansi ke saath boli, "Hum... hum bohot close ho chuke hain Rahul. Abhay bohot caring hai, par jab wo kareeb aata hai toh poori tarah badal jata hai. Uske touch mein ek aisi garmi hai jo maine pehle kabhi mehsoos nahi ki." Trupti thoda rukhi, uski cleavage haanfne ki wajah se upar-neeche ho rahi thi. "Kal raat jab hum akele the... usne mere is top ke andar haath daal diya tha. Usne mujhe pehli baar itni buri tarah chua ki main poori tarah pighal gayi thi... he makes me feel so madly desirable. Mujhe lagta hai ki main uske baahon mein apna hosh kho baithti hoon."
Ye lafz Trupti ke hothon se phool ki tarah jhad rahe the, par Rahul ke kaanon mein ye pighalte hue sheeshe ki tarah gir rahe the.
Rahul ke kadam ek second ke liye dhime pad gaye. Uska dimaag gusse, jalan aur bhayanak hawas se phatne laga. 'Us kamine Abhay ne meri Maa ki chuchiyon ko nanga karke dabaya hai?' Rahul ke andar ka janwar cheekh utha. Uski jeans ke andar uska lund achanak lohe ki rod ki tarah sakht hokar khada ho gaya, itni zor se ki uski pant mein dard hone laga. Uska khoon ubaal maar raha tha ki jo jism sirf uska shikaar tha, us par koi aur mard apne haath pher raha hai, aur uski Maa uspe siskaiyan le rahi hai!
Par Rahul ek bohot bada khiladi tha. Usne apne chehre par aati is hawasi aur gusse bhari jalan ko turant daba liya. Usne apne lund ki sakhti ko chhupane ke liye apni chalne ki speed thodi adjust ki aur ek sharaarti, doston wali muskaan ke saath Trupti ko dekha.
"Wow! That’s... that’s really intense," Rahul ne apni kaanpti hui aawaz ko control karte hue kaha. "Toh matlab romance top ke andar tak pahunch chuka hai? Phir toh aage ka raasta bhi khul hi gaya hoga? Sach batao, kya usne tumhari panty... ya bed par..."
Rahul aur bhi deep aur gandi details nikalna chahta tha. Wo jaanna chahta tha ki Abhay ne uski Maa ki gaand ya uske us nazuk hisse ko chua hai ya nahi, jise Rahul pehle hi mehsus kar chuka tha.
Par is nange sawal par Trupti buri tarah jhemp gayi. Uski sharam ne ab uske khulepan ko rok diya. Uski aankhein badi ho gayin aur usne turant apna haath utha kar Rahul ke muh par halke se rakh diya.
"Bas bas bas! Aage ek lafz nahi, besharam!" Trupti ne zordaar tareeqe se haste hue Rahul ki baazu par mukka maara. Uski hansi mein ek madhoshi thi. "Tu kuch zyada hi free ho raha hai mujhse! Main teri Maa hoon, bhool gaya? Sab kuch thodi na bataungi tujhe gande bache!"
Rahul ne bhi apna muh peeche kheencha aur zor-zor se hasne laga, apne asli iraadon ko is hansi ke parde ke peeche poori tarah chhupate hue.
"Arre yaar, doston se kya chhupana! Khair, theek hai, theek hai, nahi poochta aage," Rahul ne apne haath hawa mein utha kar surrender karne ka naatak kiya. "Par itna toh samajh aa gaya ki Goa trip mein tum aur Abhay aag lagane wale ho. Enjoy your time, beautiful."
Trupti is tareef par khilkhila kar has padi. Rahul ne jis tarah se situation ko light kiya, usne Trupti ka dil poori tarah jeet liya tha. Wo sach mein Rahul ko apna ek aisa dost maan baithi thi jiske aage wo azaadi se saans le sakti thi.
Dono aapas mein haste aur mazaak karte hue villa ke pichle aangan ki lakdi ki seedhiyon par chadh gaye. Trupti ke hothon par ek muskaan thi aur dil mein Abhay ke saath aage bitaye jane wale lamho ka romance. Par jaise hi wo villa ke darwaze se andar dakhil hui, Rahul ke chehre ki wo meethi muskaan achanak ek khaufnaak, zehreeli aur shaitani hasi mein badal gayi.
Usne Trupti ki matakti hui gaand aur off-shoulder dress mein jhalakti nangi peeth ko ghoora. Uska lund abhi bhi pant ke andar tana hua tha.
'Tu kitni bhi azaad ho ja meri pyari Maa,' Rahul ne apne danton ko peeste hue mann hi mann kaha, 'Abhay sirf tujhe chhu sakta hai... par is trip ke aakhir tak, main tere jism ke us hisse ko faad kar apna banaunga jahan Abhay toh kya, kisi aur ki parchhai bhi nahi pahunchi. Ye khel tu nahi, main khel raha hoon.'
Aur isi aag ke saath Rahul ne bhi villa ke andar kadam rakh diya.

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Goa ke aasmaan mein suraj dhal chuka tha aur samandar ki lehron ki aawaaz ke saath ab villa ke pool area mein chalne wali party ka shor milne laga tha. Chaaron taraf fairy lights jal uthi thin, aur ek behad romantic, nashiila aur dhima music baj raha tha. Pool ke kinare ek badi si table par dinner aur mehangi sharab (drinks) ka intezam tha. Safar ki thakaan ab ek behad garm aur uttejak (passionate) vibe mein badal chuki thi.

Sab log fresh hokar apne-apne kamron se neeche aa chuke the. Par jab Trupti seedhiyon se neeche utri, toh wahan maujood har mard ki saansein ek pal ke liye atak gayin. Trupti ne Rahul se mili us 'azaadi' aur validation ke baad apne andar ki sharam ko poori tarah utaar phenka tha. Aaj raat usne ek Emerald Green (gehra hara) rang ki silk slip dress pehni thi. Ye dress aage se cowl-neck design mein thi, jisse uske 38-inch ke gudaaz, doodhiya boobs ka aadha hissa aur unke beech ki gahri khaai saaf nazar aa rahi thi. Silk ka kapda itna patla aur uske jism se chipka hua tha ki andar bra na hone ki wajah se, thandi hawa lagte hi uske nipples dress ke upar se do chhote pahaadon ki tarah akad kar ubhar aaye the. Piche se ye dress poori tarah backless thi, jahan uski gori, chikni peeth aur uski matakti hui 38-inch ki gaand ka shuruaati curve saaf dikh raha tha.



Abhay toh Trupti ko is qatilana roop mein dekh kar apna hosh hi kho baitha. Usne aage badh kar sabke saamne Trupti ka haath thama aur use apni chair ke theek bagal mein bitha liya. Trupti bhi aaj bilkul nahi jhijhki. Subah tak jo Trupti darr aur guilt ke maare Abhay ko dhakka de rahi thi, wo ab Rahul ke 'support' ke baad poori tarah se ek bindass 'college girl' ban chuki thi.

Khana aur drinks shuru hue. Trupti aur Abhay ke beech ab koi parda nahi tha. Trupti has-has kar Abhay ke kaan mein baatein fusfusa rahi thi. Abhay ka ek haath table ke neeche lagaataar Trupti ki nangi, gori jaangh ko sehla raha tha, jise Trupti ne dress ko thoda aur upar khiska kar khud Abhay ke hawale kiya tha. Beech-beech mein Trupti apne haath se Abhay ko khana khilati, aur Abhay uski ungliyon ko apne hothon se choom leta. Trupti ki aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa nasha tha. Use lag raha tha ki usne apni poori zindagi mein aisi khushi aur aisi jawani kabhi nahi jee.
Theek unke samne wali chair par Rahul baitha tha. Uske haath mein whiskey ka glass tha aur chehre par ek cool, shant muskaan. Par uski aankhein table ke upar aur neeche chal rahe is poore khel ko baarikhi se padh rahi thin. Jab usne dekha ki Trupti ke nipples silk dress se phaad kar bahar aane ko betaab hain, aur Abhay ki nazrein wahin gadi hain, toh Rahul ke pant ke andar uska 6-inch ka lund lohe jaisa sakht (hard) hone laga. Trupti ki wo khilkhilati hansi aur Abhay ke saath uska wo khulapan Rahul ki ragon mein jalan aur hawas ka zeher ghol raha tha.
'Kya baat hai meri Sati-Savitri Maa,' Rahul ne apne daant peeste hue mann hi mann socha, 'Subah tak ro rahi thi, aur ab poori randi ban kar is Abhay ke saamne apne jism ka pradarshan kar rahi hai. Kar le, jitne maze lene hain le le. Tera ye nasha main aisi berehmi se todunga ki tu umar bhar is emerald dress ko dekh kar kaanpegi.' Rahul ka khoon ubal raha tha, par usne apne hothon par glass lagaya aur shanti se sharab ka ek ghoont gale ke neeche utaar liya, bina unki is romantic vibe ko thoda sa bhi disturb kiye.



Tabhi Rahul ki nazar table ke doosre kone par baithi Shital aur Pranay par gayi. Pranay ne apna ek haath Shital ke kandhe par rakha hua tha aur Shital apna sar uske seene par tika kar kisi masoom, sachi aur pyaari bachi ki tarah uski baaton par muskura rahi thi. Wo dono ek perfect, innocent couple lag rahe the.

Ye nazara dekh kar Rahul ke hothon par ek behad ghinoni aur shaitani hasi aa gayi. Uski soch hawas aur ghamand se bhar uthi. 'Duniya kitni ajeeb hai,' Rahul ne apne lund ko jeans ke upar se halke se masalte hue socha. 'Pranay soch raha hoga ki uski bandi kitni pure aur sweet hai. Par is masoom si dikhne wali Shital ka sach toh sirf mera lund janta hai. Ye wahi Sati-Savitri hai na jisne mere gusse aur revenge ki aag mein jal kar mera saara veerya (cum) apne gale ke andar tak utaar liya tha? Ek boond bhi bahar nahi girne di thi isne. Kaisi bhookhi kutiya ki tarah mere lund ko chusa tha isne us raat... aur aaj dekho, yahan aakar kitni 'sweet girl' ban kar baithi hai.' Ye soch kar Rahul ka male ego aasmaan chhu raha tha. Wo in sabke beech baitha ek aisa darinda tha jo sabke raaz janta tha aur sabke jism se khel chuka tha.
Isi beech, Kriti ne apne seduction ka agla move chal diya. Usne ek behad chhota, chamkila (sequin) black skirt aur ek plunging red top pehna hua tha, jisme uske normal size ke par sakht boobs poori tarah push-up ho rahe the. Wo apni chair khiska kar Rahul ke bilkul kareeb aa gayi. Uski nangi, garm jaangh Rahul ki jeans se poori tarah ragad kha rahi thi.
"Tum itne akele aur shant kyun baithe ho Rahul? Goa aaye hain, kuch toh fun karo," Kriti ne apni aawaz mein poora nasha gholte hue kaha, aur apna ek haath dheere se Rahul ke baazu par rakh diya. Usne apna chehra Rahul ke kaan ke itne kareeb kiya ki uski garm saansein Rahul ki gardan ko chhu rahi thin.
Rahul ka dimaag pehle hi Trupti ko Abhay ke saath dekh kar aag bhabhuka ho raha tha. Uske lund mein bhari tanaav tha jise shant karne ki zaroorat thi. Usne socha ki agar use apni 'good boy' image banaye rakhni hai, aur Trupti ko is illusion mein rakhna hai ki wo Kriti mein interested hai, toh use Kriti ka sath dena hoga.
Rahul ne palat kar Kriti ki aankhon mein dekha. Usne ek aisi nasheeli aur dark muskaan di, jise dekh kar Kriti ke jism mein current daud gaya. Rahul ne dheere se apna haath uthaya aur table ke neeche se le ja kar Kriti ki nangi kamar aur uske chote se skirt ke kinare par rakh diya.
"Main shant kahan hoon Kriti... main toh bas is khoobsurat raat ko aur tumhari is khoobsurati ko observe kar raha tha. Tum sach mein aaj bohot hot lag rahi ho," Rahul ne uski kamar par apni ungliyan halke se dabate hue kaha.
Kriti ka dil khushi aur hawas se uchhal pada. Wo jiske piche itne dinon se pagal thi, aaj wo uske touch ko reciprocate kar raha tha. Uski panty wahi baithe-baithe gili hone lagi. Usne apna sar halke se Rahul ke kandhe par tika diya aur uski baazu se buri tarah chipak gayi.
Table ke doosre kone par baithi Trupti ki nazar achanak Rahul aur Kriti par gayi. Rahul ka haath Kriti ki kamar par tha aur Kriti uske kandhe par jhuki hui thi. Trupti ka jism ekdum se thanda pad gaya. Uske andar wahi ajeeb si jalan (jealousy) dobara fann uthane lagi. Ek aurat hone ke naate, use ye bilkul bardasht nahi ho raha tha ki jo jism (Rahul) uske ishare par tadapta tha, aaj wo kisi aur nangi aurat ke sath physical ho raha hai. Par Trupti ne turant apna sar jhatka. Usne khud ko yaad dilaya ki yahi toh wo chahti thi. Usne hi toh Kriti ko ijazat di thi, taaki Rahul normal ho sake aur wo (Trupti) apni life Abhay ke saath bita sake.
Trupti ne is jalan ko dabane ke liye turant Abhay ke hothon par ek chhota sa, par passionate kiss kar diya, aur apni nazar Rahul se hata li.
Raat aur gehri ho rahi thi. Sharab ka nasha aur lehron ka shor badh raha tha. Table par baithe in sab logon ke beech jism, hawas, dokha aur jalan ka ek aisa complex jaal bun chuka tha, jiska anjaam is Goa ki aakhri raat tak poori tarah se bhayanak hone wala tha. Rahul ne apne glass ki aakhri boond ko khatam kiya aur Kriti ki kamar ko thoda aur zor se daba diya, uski nazrein abhi bhi Trupti ke us ubhre hue emerald green seene par gadi hui thin.



Raat ka nasha aur mehangi sharab apna asar dikha rahi thi. Pool ke kinare music ki beats aur bhi tez aur maddham (rhythmic) ho gayin. Sab log apni chairs chhod kar dance floor par aa chuke the. Trupti us emerald green silk dress mein kisi apsara ki tarah thirak rahi thi. Uske jism ka har curve music ke saath lehra raha tha, aur wo us cowl-neck dress mein aage ko jhukti toh uska gora, nanga cleavage dilon ki dhadkanein badha deta. Abhay uske theek piche tha, uski nangi peeth par apne garm haath firaate hue uske saath jhoom raha tha. Abhay ki aankhon mein ab sharab se zyada Trupti ke husn ka nasha tha. Wo uski gardan ke paas saansein le raha tha, jisse Trupti ke nipples silk ke patle kapde se aur bhi zyada akad kar do chhote pahaadon ki tarah bahar jhalak rahe the.

Abhay ki hawas aur bechaini ab uske control se bahar ho rahi thi. Trupti ki wo matakti gaand jab uske aage ragad khati, toh uski jeans faadne ko betaab ho jati. Achanak, Abhay ne Trupti ka naram haath pakda aur uski aankhon mein ek bhookhi nazar se dekhte hue use is bheed se door, andhere private beach ki taraf chalne ka ishara kiya.
Trupti ek pal ke liye ghabra gayi. Uski dhadkan tez ho gayi. Usne darrte hue aur thodi hichkichahat ke saath piche mud kar table ki taraf dekha jahan Rahul baitha tha.
Rahul ki nazrein pehle se hi un dono par jami thin. Kriti uske kandhe par poori tarah jhuki hui thi aur uske kaan mein kuch fusfusa rahi thi, par Rahul ka poora dhyaan apni Maa ki is romantic azaadi par tha. Jaise hi Trupti ne ghabrahat bhari nazron se Rahul ko dekha, Rahul ne apne chehre par wahi 'understanding bete' wali jhoothi aur meethi muskaan bikhair di. Usne bohot aaram se, halke se apna sar haan mein hilaya (slow nod) aur apni aankhon se ishara kiya—'Jao, enjoy karo, main aapke saath hoon.'
Apne bete ki is sweekriti (approval) aur muskaan ko dekh kar Trupti ke andar ka bacha-kucha darr aur guilt bhi pighal gaya. Halanki andar ek ajeeb si nervousness abhi bhi thi, par Rahul ke us nod ne use befikr kar diya. Usne Abhay ke haath ko kaskar pakda aur dono pool area ke shor se door, shant aur andhere samandar ke kinare nikal gaye.
Safed, thandi rait par chandni bikhri hui thi. Lehron ki aawaaz ke alawa wahan kisi aur ki maujoodgi nahi thi. Kuch door chalne ke baad, Abhay ne Trupti ko achanak apni taraf kheencha aur uske hothon par toot pada. Ye kiss pichle sabhi kisses se zyada wild aur passionate tha. Abhay ki garmi itni zyada thi ki usne halke se Trupti ko rait par lita diya aur khud uske upar aa gaya.
Rait par leti Trupti ka gora jism us green dress mein aur bhi uttejak lag raha tha. Kiss ke badle kiss, jeebh ke badle jeebh (tongue for tongue). Abhay uske muh ka saara ras choos raha tha. Wo Trupti ke hothon ko chhod kar uski lambi gori gardan par aaya aur wahan halke-halke daant gadane (neck bites) laga. Trupti ke muh se lagatar madhosh siskaariyan (moans) nikal rahi thin— "Ahhh... Abhay... mmmhh... wahan nahi..."
Trupti ka jism Abhay ke bhaar ke neeche aag ki tarah jal raha tha. Abhay ke haath Trupti ke nange kandhon se hote hue uske 38-inch ke gudaaz aur bhari boobs par aa gaye. Usne us patli silk dress ke upar se hi Trupti ke poore naram boob ko apne chaude panje mein bhar liya aur zor se masal diya (grasped).




Trupti ke itne bade, garm aur naram stan ko apni mutthi mein mehsoos karke Abhay ka dimaag poori tarah sunn ho gaya. Uska josh saatvein aasmaan par pahunch gaya. Usne pagalpan mein apna haath Trupti ki loose cowl-neck dress ke andar daalne ki koshish ki, taaki wo uske nange ubhaaron ko seedhe apne haathon se chhu sake aur wahan se apne haath uski panty tak le ja sake.

Par jaise hi Abhay ki thandi ungliyan Trupti ki nangi cleavage ke andar takrayin, Trupti ekdum se hosh mein aa gayi. Usne turant dono haathon se Abhay ka haath pakad liya aur use wahin rok diya. Trupti ki saansein zor-zor se chal rahi thin, uska bhari seena buri tarah upar-neeche ho raha tha.
"Abhay... ruko... please," Trupti ne haanfte hue, par ek dridh (firm) aawaz mein kaha. "Humne... humne decide kiya tha na ki hum dheere-dheere aage badhenge? Main abhi in sabke liye poori tarah taiyaar nahi hoon. Please, mujhe thoda waqt do."
Abhay ka jism poori tarah tana hua tha. Trupti ki dono taangon ke beech, Abhay ka lund kisi lohe ke hathode (hammer) jaisa bhari aur sakht hokar uski jeans ko faadne par aamada tha. Trupti ko uski wo bhari, thar-tharati sakhti apni nangi jaanghon ke paas saaf mehsoos ho rahi thi. Abhay ki saansein ek bhookhe bhediye ki tarah chal rahi thin, wo chahta toh aage badh sakta tha, par wo Trupti ki izzat karta tha. Wo use push nahi karna chahta tha.
Abhay ne ek gehri saans li, apna sar ek pal ke liye Trupti ke naram seene par rakh kar apni bechain saanson ko control kiya, aur phir dheere se peeche hat gaya.





"I am sorry jaan... main sach mein behak gaya tha. Tum is dress mein itni qatil lag rahi ho ki mera khud par koi control hi nahi bacha," Abhay ne bohot pyaar se Trupti ke maathe ko choomte hue kaha aur khada ho gaya.

Usne apna haath aage badha kar Trupti ko bhi rait se uthaya. Dono ne apne kapdon se thandi rait jhaadi. Abhay ne Trupti ki nazuk ungliyon mein apni ungliyan fansayi, aur dono haath mein haath daale samandar ke kinare aahista-aahista tahalne (walk) lage.
Lehron ka paani unke pairon ko chhu kar wapas ja raha tha. Trupti ko Abhay ka ye understanding aur caring nature bohot acha laga. Jis tarah usne apni itni bhari hawas ko Trupti ke ek baar mana karne par rok diya tha, usse Trupti ke dil mein Abhay ke liye ijjat aur badh gayi.
Par rait par chalte hue, Trupti ka dimaag ek alag hi disha mein soch raha tha. Wo apni body ki us thartharahat ko jhutla nahi sakti thi jo Abhay ke chhoone se usme paida hui thi. Usne Abhay ke majboot haath ko thoda aur zor se pakda aur mann hi mann socha, 'Main use hamesha ke liye aise rok kar nahi rakh sakti. Agar maine uske saath relationship mein aane ka aur is college life ko jeene ka faisla kar liya hai, toh physical intimacy toh aage chal kar hogi hi. Aaj nahi toh kal, is rishte ko wahan tak toh jaana hi hoga... aur sach kahun toh, mera dil bhi ab uski is aag mein jalne ko bekaraar hone laga hai.'

amandar ke kinare us garm aur bechain kar dene wale waqt ke baad, Trupti aur Abhay wapas villa ke andar laut aaye. Raat bohot gehri ho chuki thi. Late-night party ka asar sab par aisa hua tha ki jise jahan jagah mili, wo wahin dher ho gaya tha. Koi sofe par pada tha, toh koi pool ke kinare lounger par hi so gaya tha. Poore villa mein ek ajeeb sa sannata tha, sirf door lehron ke takrane ki aawaaz aa rahi thi.

Trupti chup-chap dabe paaon apne bedroom mein dakhil hui, jo use Kriti ke saath share karna tha. Kamre mein ghup andhera tha aur bed ke ek kone mein Kriti pehle se hi ghode bech kar so rahi thi. Trupti ne aahista se darwaza band kiya aur bina aawaaz kiye seedha attached bathroom mein ghus gayi.
Bathroom ki white tube-light on karte hi Trupti ne aaine (mirror) mein apna aks dekha. Uski haalat kisi aisi aurat jaisi thi jo hawas ki aag mein poori tarah jal kar aayi ho. Emerald green silk dress aage se thodi bikhri hui thi, uspe samandar ki rait lagi thi, hoth buri tarah sooje hue the, aur uske 38-inch ke boobs ke nipples abhi bhi kapde ko phaad kar bahar aane ki koshish kar rahe the.
Trupti ke andar ki garmi (heat) aur bechaini kisi bhi tarah kam hone ka naam nahi le rahi thi. Abhay ke us aakhri touch aur uske us tanaav bhare lund ki sakhti ne Trupti ki ragon mein ubaal la diya tha. Usne jaldi se apne kaanpte haathon se apni dress utaari aur use farsh par phenk diya. Poori tarah nangi hokar wo shower ke neeche aayi aur usne thande paani ka tap on kar diya.
Thande paani ki dhaar jaise hi uske garm, sulagte hue jism par giri, uske muh se ek lambi siskaari nikal gayi, "Ssssshhhh... ahhhh!"
Paani ki boondein uski gori gardan se hote hue uske bhari boobs ki ghaatiyon se phisalti hui uski nangi kamar aur gaand tak ja rahi thin. Par ye barf jaisa thanda paani bhi uske andar jal rahi us hawas ki aag ko bujha nahi pa raha tha. Deewar par dono haath tika kar Trupti paani ke neeche khadi apni life aur apne jism ke baare mein sochne lagi.
Usne toh hamesha har cheez ko control mein rakhne ka socha tha. Wo ek seedhi-saadhi, pativrata biwi bankar is college mein aayi thi. Uska maksad sirf padhai karna tha. Par is do mahine mein sab kuch uske haathon se phisal gaya. Ya shayad... wo khud phisalna chahti thi. Aaj 42 saal ki umar mein uski jawani jaise poori taqat se laut aayi thi.
Shower ke neeche uski aankhein band huin toh use apna beta Rahul yaad aaya. Jab Rahul uske jism ko apni girlfriend samajh kar public mein aur tent mein buri tarah masalta tha, tab Trupti ko darr aur guilt zaroor hota tha, par ek ajeeb sa, ghinona mazaa bhi aata tha. Uske hi bete ne uske jism ki us aag ko bhadkaya tha. Phir Vikki... us darinde ne blackmail karke use ek khilone (toy) ki tarah use kiya. Uske nange boobs ko janwaron ki tarah chusa, uske hothon par apna lund ragda... sharam ke us daldal mein bhi Trupti ki chut ne paani chhod diya tha. Use us dard mein bhi mazaa aane laga tha.
Aur aaj... Abhay. Apne se 20 saal chote, ek jawan aur tagde ladke ke saath jab wo rait par leti thi, toh usne hosh kho diya tha. Abhay ka wo tana hua lund jab uski jaanghon se takraya tha, toh Trupti poori tarah pighal chuki thi. Usne Abhay ko mana zaroor kar diya tha, par sachai ye thi ki wo uske us mardana aakraman (aggression) mein poori tarah khona chahti thi.
Trupti ne hamesha apne pati Sanjeev se pyaar kiya tha, uske liye ek wafaadar aurat bankar rahi thi. Par Sanjeev ne kya diya? Sirf paisa aur aaram. Usne kabhi Trupti ko ek aurat hone ka, uske is khoobsurat jism ka wo ahsaas nahi dilaya jo ye jawan ladke dila rahe the. Sanjeev ke paas apne business se fursat hi nahi thi ki wo Trupti ki is gudaaz jawani aur uski sexual needs ko samajh pata.
Paani ki dhaar uske chehre par gir rahi thi aur Trupti ke haath aahista-aahista uske apne hi jism par chalne lage. Usne apne dono bhari boobs ko paani ke neeche apne hi haathon mein bhar liya aur unke tight, kadak nipples ko apni ungliyon se masalne lagi.




"Ahhhh... mmmmhhhh..." Trupti ki saansein bhari ho gayin.

Uske haath uski patli kamar se phisalte hue seedha uski dono taangon ke beech, uske nange aur aakarshak hisse par ja pahunche. Trupti ki chut is waqt paani se zyada apni khud ki hawas ke ras se poori tarah gili aur chipchipi ho chuki thi. Uska clitoris thand aur garmi ke combination se buri tarah akad chuka tha.
Jaise hi Trupti ki ungli ne uski raseeli chut ke hothon ko chua, uska poora jism current lagne ki tarah kaanp utha. Usne bina soche apni ek lambi ungli apni gili chut ke andar daal di.
"Ufffff....." Trupti ne apne hothon ko daanton tale dabocha.
Uski aankhon ke saamne Abhay ka wo hawas se bhara chehra ghoom gaya. Abhay uske upar rait par leta hai, uske boobs masal raha hai... ye soch kar Trupti ne apni ungli ki speed badha di. Wo paani ke neeche khadi apni hi gili chut ko buri tarah chodne lagi.
"Ohhhhh Abhay... mmmhhh... ruk jao na... please..." Trupti band aankhon se wahi alfaaz badbada rahi thi jo usne beach par kahe the, par is baar uski aawaz mein rokne ki nahi, balki use poori tarah cheer dene ki tadap thi. "Mujhe chod do Abhay... faad do mujhe... ahhhh... aur zor se..."
Apne pati Sanjeev ka khayal uske dimaag se kisi pooraane kachre ki tarah nikal chuka tha. Wo ek 21 saal ke jawan ladke ke lund ki garmi apne andar mehsoos kar rahi thi. Uski chut pichch-pichch ki aawaaz kar rahi thi. Trupti ne apni doosri ungli bhi andar ghusaa di aur apne clit ko anguthe se buri tarah ragadne lagi. Uska bhari seena tezi se upar-neeche ho raha tha. Wo us line ko cross karne ki kagaar par thi jahan se wapsi namumkin thi.
"Ahhhhh... mmmhhhh... Abhay!" Trupti ne aakhri baar ek zor ki siskaari li aur uska poora jism buri tarah akad gaya. Uski chut se garm paani (cum) ki ek lambi dhaar phoot padi jo shower ke thande paani ke saath mil kar farsh par behne lagi. Uski taangein kaanp rahi thin aur wo deewar ke sahare neeche baith gayi.



Kuch der tak wo wahin tiles par baithi lambi-lambi saansein leti rahi. Uski dhadkan dhire-dhire normal ho rahi thi. Usne apne jism ka saara nasha aur frustration us thande farsh par nikaal diya tha.

Shower band karke usne tauliye se khud ko poncha aur ek loose satin ki nighty pehan kar dabe paaon bed par aa gayi. Kriti abhi bhi so rahi thi. Trupti ne blanket apne upar liya aur chhat ki taraf dekhne lagi.
Thodi der ke liye uske dil mein guilt ka ek halka sa saya utha. 'Maine apne pati ko bhula diya? Main ek jawan ladke ke liye itni hawas se bhar gayi hoon?' par agle hi pal uske kaanon mein apne bete Rahul ke kahe alfaaz goonj gaye—"Aap relax raho, jo karna hai karo. Main aapke saath hoon, you deserve this attention."
Rahul ka wo support uske dimaag mein kisi painkiller ki tarah kaam kar raha tha. Usne socha, "Mera beta mere saath hai. Usne mujhe ijazat di hai is azaadi ki. Sanjeev ne mujhe waqt nahi diya, par ab main poori tarah jiyungi. Ab main apne is college girl wale roop ko aur is jawani ko waste nahi hone doongi."
Ek ajeeb se sukoon aur anjaan besharmi ke saath Trupti ne apni aankhein band kar lin. Wo poori tarah taiyaar thi ab us line ko hamesha ke liye cross karne ke liye. Aur wahin, is saari haqeeqat se bekhabar Trupti ko ye nahi pata tha ki agle din Rahul ki wo 'ijazat' uske jism ki kaisi keemat wasoolne wali hai.



Bed par late hue Trupti ki aankhon mein neend ka naam-o-nishaan nahi tha. Uske jism ki thakaan zaroor thi, par shower ke neeche jo usne apni barson ki dabi hui aag ko apne hi haathon se shant kiya tha, usne uske dimaag ke saare jaale saaf kar diye the. Satin ki wo loose nighty uske naram aur gudaaz jism par bilkul halke se dhalak rahi thi. Kamre mein ghup andhera tha, sirf Kriti ke halke kharraaton ki aawaaz aa rahi thi.

Trupti ne side table se apna phone uthaya. Screen ki roshni uske gore, dhule hue chehre par padi. Usne WhatsApp khola. Uski ungliyan Abhay ke naam par gayi, par phir wahan se hat kar 'Rahul' ke naam par aa gayin.
Uske andar abhi bhi ek aakhri darr bacha tha. Wo aakhri parda jise hataye bina wo poori tarah se 'College Girl' Trupti Khanna nahi ban sakti thi. Wo validation, jo use duniya mein sirf ek hi insaan de sakta tha—uska apna beta.
Trupti ne apne kaanpte hue anguthe se type kiya: "Are you awake?"
Message send hote hi uski dhadkan tez ho gayi. Raat ke 2 baj rahe the. Par sirf das second ke andar hi 'Typing...' ka status show hone laga.
Doosri taraf, villa ke doosre hisse mein, Rahul apne bistar par akela jaag raha tha. Uska dimaag pehle hi Trupti ki us emerald green dress aur Abhay ke saath uske romance ko soch-soch kar hawas se ubal raha tha. Jab usne apni Maa ka message dekha, toh uske chehre par ek behad khaufnaak aur shaitani muskaan aa gayi. Shikaar khud uske jaal mein chhatpata raha tha.
Rahul ka reply aaya: "Haan, jaga hua hoon. Bolo, sab theek hai na?"
Trupti ne ek gehri saans li, apna nichla hoth daanton tale dabaya aur apne dil ka wo aakhri bojh type kar diya, jiske baad wapsi ka koi raasta nahi tha.
Trupti: "Rahul... aaj beach par tumne jo bhi kaha, kya tum sach mein us baat par kaayam ho? Tum sach mein mujhe judge nahi karoge na? Ek Maa hokar main apne se aade umar ke ladke ke saath... ye sab kar rahi hoon. Kya tum waqayi apni Maa ka is raaste par saath doge? Mujhe bas is baat ka darr hai ki kal ko tum mujhse nafrat na karne lago."
Rahul ne jab ye lamba message padha, toh uski hansi chhoot gayi. Andhere kamre mein uski aankhein kisi bhediye ki tarah chamak rahi thin. Uski Maa, jiske poore jism ko wo paane ke liye tadap raha tha, aaj khud usse character certificate aur ijazat maang rahi thi taaki wo dusre mardon ke aage tangein phaila sake.
Rahul ne apne dimaag ka poora istemaal kiya. Use ek aisa reply dena tha jo Trupti ke andar ki Sati-Savitri ko hamesha ke liye dafna de.
Rahul: "Mom, main aapse nafrat kyun karunga? Main toh aapki himmat ki daad deta hoon. Aap bhool jao ki aap ek 42 saal ki aurat ho ya meri Maa ho. Is Goa trip par, is college mein, main aapse sirf 'Trupti' ban kar baat kar raha hoon. Meri best friend. Is duniya ki sabse hot aur khoobsurat ladki. Main chahta hoon aap apni saari boundaries tod do. Aapne saari umar doosron ke liye jeeya hai, ab apne jism aur apne dil ki har khwahish poori karo. I will never judge you. I am always with you, supporting you 100%."
Jaise hi Trupti ne ye message padha, uske jism mein ek current sa daud gaya. Ek ajeeb si meethi aur nashiili khushi ne use gher liya. Uski saari tension, saara apradh-bodh (guilt) aur Sanjeev (uske pati) ke prali jo bhi wafaadari thi, wo sab ek jhatke mein dhuaan ho gayi.
Trupti ke hothon se ek halki si, bachkani hasi (giggle) chhoot gayi. Wo bed par bachiyon ki tarah thoda uchhal padi aur usne takiye ko apne seene se laga liya. Ek 42 saal ki mature aurat, achanak ek 18 saal ki befikr aur nakhrewali ladki mein tabdeel ho gayi thi. Uska beta uske saath tha, uski is azaadi aur romance ko poori tarah swikaar kar chuka tha. Ab uske aage aasmaan khula tha.
Trupti ne ek nayi aur bold energy ke saath jaldi-jaldi type kiya: "Thank you Rahul. Thank you so much! Tumhara ye message mere liye kya maayne rakhta hai, main bata nahi sakti. Theek hai phir... agar tumne keh hi diya hai, toh be ready."
Trupti ki ungliyan phone ke keyboard par aag laga rahi thin. Usne apna aakhri aur sabse bold message bheja: "You will see a very different Trupti from tomorrow. Kal se mujhe is trip par apni Mom ki tarah mat dekhna. I am gonna live my life as a college girl now! Poori azaadi, poore nakhre aur poore maze ke saath. Ab jo hoga, openly hoga!"
Message bhej kar Trupti ko laga jaise usne khud ko kisi pinjre se azaad kar liya ho. Usne apni jawani aur hawas ko ab khule aam apna liya tha.
Udhar Rahul ne jab wo message padha, toh uski pant ke andar daba hua uska lohe jaisa lund buri tarah fadfada utha. Usne apne lund ko jeans ke bahar se kas kar pakda aur uski ragon mein ek bhayanak nasha daudne laga. Uski Maa ne khud ko ek 'College Girl' ghoshit kar diya tha. Yaani ab wo 'Maa' wale kisi sanskaar ya rok-tok mein nahi aayegi.
Rahul: (Mann hi mann, gande tareeqe se muskurate hue) 'Yes meri jaan... yahi toh main chahta tha. Tu Mom se College Girl ban gayi na? Ab ek aam college girl ki tarah main tujhe aisi randi banaunga ki tu Abhay toh kya, duniya ke har mard ko bhool jayegi. Kal se teri us azaadi ka main wo haal karunga, jiska tune sapne mein bhi nahi socha hoga.'
Rahul ne apne phone par aakhri reply type kiya: "I can't wait to meet this new college girl. Kal ka din tumhara hai Trupti. Live it up! Goodnight & sweet dreams."
Trupti ne muskurate hue phone lock kiya aur use side mein rakh diya. Usne ek gehri, sukoon bhari saans li. Uska seena halke se upar-neeche ho raha tha. Usne blanket ko apne nange kandhon tak kheencha aur aankhein band kar lin.
Raat ki us khamoshi mein, Trupti bilkul chain aur azaadi ki neend so gayi. Uske dimaag mein kal ke beaches, chhote kapde aur Abhay ke hothon ka sapna tha. Wo is baat se poori tarah anjaan thi ki kal subah jab suraj niklega, toh wo Goa ki lehrein uske jism aur uski is jhoothi azaadi ko kisi bhookhe janwar ke aage parosne wali hain. Uska apna beta, jise wo apna sabse bada supporter maan rahi thi, asal mein uska sabse bada shikaari ban chuka tha.