28-11-2018, 04:14 AM
Chapter 52
Nikita called again at nine in the night.
“Didi fell from the stairs.”
She said.
I immediately rushed to her and helped her take Neerja to a hospital. There was nothing serious but both the ladies were anxious. Neerja had her right hand fractured and ankle twisted; and they were dressed very soon. Neerja seemed too much tensed.
“It’s all normal Neerja. You’ll be alright soon. Why are you so stressed?”
I asked her later.
“I was worried if I couldn’t travel.”
“Travel to where?”
“Paris.”
“You are also going Paris?”
“Das didn't tell you? We are moving to Paris.”
“What do you mean by moving; are you gonna settle in there?”
“You don't know?”
She looked at Nikita. She was equally surprised.
“We are moving to Paris, Das is joining our son’s business there...”
“And you’re not coming back?”
I asked in a hurry.
“We haven’t planned our return yet. Not soon, for sure.”
She said. I was surprised.
“Really? Das never told me. Is that a surprise?”
I wondered.
“It’s strange Das haven’t told you. You guys are very close.”
Nikita said.
Well, we were. I didn't say.
By the time we got back home it was almost midnight. I and Nikita helped Neerja reach her bed comfortably. Neerja wasn’t happy about using a crutch.
“You know why I asked Nikita to seek help from you? Because you are the one who’s all responsible for this.”
Neerja said.
“Me? How?”
“Yes you. My knee is weak since our accident and because of that I fell down the stairs today.”
I laughed.
“You had caused that accident that day, madam.”
That car accident had indeed brought her troubles. But more than her, it had caused troubles for me. If not for that accident, I wouldn’t have met Mr. Das. And I wouldn’t have sought his help to save my wife from Sam’s apparent danger. And Das wouldn’t have seduced her to his bed. Yes, I was more at loss.
I bid Neerja good night and began to leave. Nikita walked me to the door.
“Are you leaving? You can stay if you want. It’s a big house, a lot of rooms...if you want...”
“If I want, huh?”
“No, I insist. It’s too late.”
“Beware what you wish for, young lady.”
I patted lightly on her cheek.
“If I stay I won’t let you sleep. “
Her eyes grew wide even in her sleepy mode.
“Is that a threat?”
“No, it’s a promise.”
“I can't believe you’re talking to me like this. Are you alright?”
She teased.
“Am I alright? Check for yourself!”
I turned myself to her, to stand face to face with her, just a few inches away from her. She stood her ground, her eyes challenging me. She wasn’t sleepy anymore. Suddenly some moments of silence crept in between us. A small smile began to appear at the corner of her lips and she erased it with a quick bite.
“What are you gonna do, gentleman?”
She forced out some words in the end.
Even though I wasn’t directly looking at, I could see the swell of her breasts, round and full, against her fine dress. I was constantly aware of the valley that could lead me deep into those fine globes. I was feeling aroused.
I cupped her face in my hands and leaned forward, as if to kiss her. She initially made a trivial attempt to withdraw, but then stood her ground. I avoided her lips and bit on her cheek instead. My teeth sank into her soft skin a bit hard and she writhed under the lock of my hands. Like a hen under a cock.
“Ouch!”
She tried to push me away, albeit in a very feminine way.
I moved. But I had made an almost ‘O’ mark on her cheek. She rubbed it with her palm.
“It’s yummy.”
I said.
“You pervert. Cannibal!”
She made a face at me, and she looked absolutely cute. I wanted to bite her more, making ‘O’s all over her.
“There are more yummy parts. But I am not gonna let you.”
She pushed me again, without making me really feel being pushed away. I knew where it was leading us.
“Yummy, yummy parts; yeah I know.”
I laughed and walked out of the door. I wasn’t really sure if I should stay. Meera’s face had started to flash in my mind. I felt her presence a few feet away from me, watching me. Despite having no idea on why she would do that, I felt she’s still observing me.
“Krish!”
Nikita stopped me again.
“Are you really leaving?”
“I should be.”
I said firmly.
She was suddenly at loss of words.
“Uh...how about a coffee?”
“You mean now?”
She shook her head.
“Just a coffee. I will make it.”
I looked at her and said quietly, “Okay, let’s see how you make it.”
So I walked into the house again. It was now more like sneaking into the kitchen and making a coffee, because of the way she handled the tea pot and cups; absolutely no sounds.
“I don't want didi know our secrets. She thinks she is your friend here.”
“What if she knows?”
“She’ll kill me, she not what you see. She’s nothing short of a lioness.”
I remembered Das behaving always scared of his wife, making me wonder what was so frightening about her. I felt she’s not that dangerous. What power does she possess to scare all the people around her? I wondered.
I felt I should call up Das and tell him ‘hey buddy, I am gonna tell Neerja about what you did with my wife.’
That would scare the shit out of him.
“Coffee is ready.”
Nikita said soon.
It was delicious.
“I feel awake now. “
I said.
“Yeah that’s what I wanted. I didn't want you drive asleep and get into accident...”
We walked to the hall with coffee.
“It’s a really big house for two people. How many rooms are there? “
I asked.
“I haven’t counted. Are you planning to buy? It’s already sold.”
She said.
So they are not gonna come back here. I figured.
Does that mean Das is leaving Meera forever? My heartbeats rose with an unknown sensation. I couldn’t make out I was pleased or more confused. If he goes away from her because he is moving out, that’s good. But how can that be possible? He could make a visit every now and then to her and meet up with her at random places; and their relationship would find some meaning in the long run. She’d be happy with that.
In the end I found more validity for my confusions. I even foresaw Meera getting pregnant, and I forced myself back to Nikita and her coffee.
“So, are you gonna miss this house? Which room was your favourite?”
I asked her.
“The master bedroom. It’s the largest. Plenty of space and practically everything...”
“The one Neerja is in now?”
“No. This one’s upstairs. Wanna see?”
“Yes. Definitely.”
I placed the empty cup on the centre table and got up with her.
“It’s already sold. Don't forget.”
She said as we walked the stairs. I walked behind her, watching how her back moved in a slow tune.
“It’s perfect.”
I said.
“What?”
She stopped and looked back at me.
“I said you look perfect from behind; I like it.”
She laughed.
“I know you wouldn’t say that.”
“Well I just said that. Now stop laughing and walk.”
I slightly pushed her, running the tips of my fingers down from her shoulders. I touched her bare skin; it was soft and...
She soon led me to the large room.
“It’s Das’ bedroom. Isn’t it the best one?”
She asked.
It was. A king size bed and the decor that screamed luxury formed its basic character. I walked to the bed. She stood next to me.
“What are you planning, dear?”
“I was thinking about using it for one time...”
I grabbed her hand and looked into her eyes.
“No, you won’t...”
Her voice was soft this time. We both stared into each other’s eyes.
She was not challenging me. She was not daring me with those eyes. Not anymore. I had brought her too forth, and I could see where she was.
No one stays indecisive in those moments.
I pulled her closer, without breaking my eye contact with her. I could feel the beating of her heart I could feel the outlines of her body that pressed against me, and I sensed more of myself waking up in the middle of the night.
“Krish...”
Her voice was husky. I wrapped my hands perfectly around her and initiated a long kiss. She made no objections. She was seduced. She opened her mouth and let me taste her tongue very soon. She was warm and soft, and my kiss became intense with each passing moment. She had her arms around me making me feel I deserved her. I felt her arms caressing my back and I felt loved. It was a small gesture, but it made a big statement that it wasn’t lust but affection that was guiding her. Perhaps love.
I broke the kiss and sat her down on the edge of the bed.
“No.”
She said suddenly. It was against the flow of every stream of wind that existed around and within us.
“I can't. I am not safe.”
She mumbled.
“I am sorry, Krish. But I can never take this risk. I am sorry Krish.”
She began to get up and I stopped her.
“What makes you so worried about it? I’ll buy you a pill in the morning.”
She looked at me for a moment before replying.
“No. We’ll forget it. I can't take that risk. Even I want to be...”
She paused and sighed.
“But I can't. I know it was so stupid...I...”
She rued herself.
I was taken aback. Not because of her refusal but when I recollected Das’ confession of having sex with a family friend on the party night. Was it Nikita? He had said she was adamant about precaution measure.
Yes. Nikita herself had told me that she had made a short visit a few weeks ago.
A wry smile appeared on my lips as I wondered how small moments bring about big secrets.
“I am sorry, Krish. You can't find anything in here...”
She noticed my smile and stopped. I laughed.
“Yeah I know this house is worthless... but I am better equipped, my dear!”
I took my purse and pulled out a condom.
The same old unlucky, unused and abandoned one.
The sudden spark in her eyes in her eyes outshone every light Das had luxuriously set up in his room.
“You carry this in your purse?”
I just held out the little thing to her.
“Do you know how to use this one?”
She grinned.
“Eeeee! No! I want to know.”
She wasted no time to jump on me and felled me onto the bed.
She was a strong woman. It soon turned out.
She sat astride me and pulled up her kurti. I unbuttoned my shirt and bared my chest.
“I never thought we'd end up here.”
She lay on my chest and whispered.
“Me too.”
I said and bit on her ear lobes. She giggled lightly. Her lips were soon over mine. I unhooked her bra and she discarded it without breaking our kiss.
“You're a great kisser, Krish. I like it.”
She says when she sat up finally. She licked her lips.
“You don't hold back, do you?”
She was feasting my eyes with her bared breasts. She had light brown tits and they were really beautiful. I squeezed them softly and then ran my fingers down to the sides of her little fat belly.
“You look stunning, Nikki.”
I said.
“Like this?”
She smiled.
“Like this too.”
She ran her fingers over my chest and then followed it with her lips. Her breasts pressed over my stomach. I was getting harder with each of her moves and I wanted her touch my sex at the earliest. When her lips almost reached half of my stomach, I unfastened my pants and slowly pulled out my gift. It was hard and high, and throbbed under her firm grip very soon. I wanted more.
“Feel me with your lips Nikki.”
I asked.
“Call me Neeku... Krish!”
That's all she wanted me to do in return of what I had asked. As I watched her rubbing her face over the tip of it, I let out a moan.
She teased me further with her lips trailing up and down over it.
“Take me in, Neeku!”
I moaned.
She ran her fingers up and down on a swirling motion, and swallowed its round head.
All in a sudden, she transported me to an awkward situation in the past where I was denied to be felt with her lips by Meera during our honeymoon days. Meera had said she didn't like the idea because she thought it's not a healthy practice. She had never done it to me, until of course, taught otherwise by other men. Our fate had me watch her do it to other men before she eventually gave me that pleasure.
Here, this woman was doing it as response to a small gesture. I wondered if she had ever given her husband a blowjob.
Nikita rolled her tongue around its top and brought me back to the present. Nothing was needed to be spoken after that. She opened her mouth and swallowed me completely, and began sucking it like a lollipop. She was awesome. She was lovely. She was hungry and thirsty too.
Rest of our clothes disappeared in a matter of few minutes. My dick plunged deep into her throat many a times, and I then returned the favour by doing what I was eagerly waiting for, as I jumped myself between her legs. I rubbed my cheeks against the creamy white skin of her thighs to tickle her, and my tongue slowly danced its way to her centre. I saw goose bumps appearing on her softest and flawless skin. I soon had my mouth diving into her hole. I drove my tongue inside her and she began to moan in pleasure. I sucked her and slowly pulled her inner lips, hard pressed between my lips.
“Aaahh... aaahh... aaahh!”
She moaned and grabbed my hair, reach time I twisted my tongue inside her. Her cleanly shaved mount and the dark lips were tempting me to give her more than what she was asking for. I plundered her with my tongue and sucked into the darkness between otherwise light toned skins, intensely, until they were swollen, and she came soon. I pushed my finger through all the wetness she had been subjected and thrust into her repeatedly. She let out more and more of the glorious sounds that were music to my ears, until she cried out another of her wild explosion.
“Oh my Krish... aaahh...aaahhh... Stop it please...”
She cried.
“No... No... Nooo... Aaahhh... You're killing me...”
She had pressed her palm over her mouth to suppress her orgasm. She was all watery and I plunged into it, again to slurp her some more.
“Yummy... Yes, it's yummy!”
My voice was drunk with her honey. I was drugged. When I finally got off her, she kissed me deep into my lips for a moment before begging me to fuck her. She had the condom intact in her hand all the time; she tore it open and wore it on my dick, biting a smile into her lips.
“Fuck me now, Krish. Huh!”
She breathed and lay on her back with her legs split for me. I pulled them up over my shoulders and knelt between them, and drove myself into her. I was not yet in a hurry.
“When was the last time you had one in here?”
I asked, once I was fully inside her.
She cupped my face in her hand and looked at me with all the love in the world.
“Not in recent times... a few weeks ago... but it was nothing like this...”
I didn't hear her completely. I knew it was Das. I felt like I was taking his woman. I felt reborn.
I wanted to peel off my rubber and shoot a heavy load of my cum deep inside her and make her pregnant. Just a momentary thought.
I began to move myself and kissed into her mouth. As I worked into a perfect slow burning rhythm of friction inside her, she moaned and moved her ass up against me. I grabbed her face and licked her lips, resisting my urge to bite them to bleed.
“Neeku...”
I breathed into her mouth.
“You want my juice baby?”
“Yes...yes...”
That’s all she could say to me. I pushed my tongue inside her mouth and she sucked it.
“Do you like it baby?”
“Mmm... Yes...”
“You want more?”
“mmm...”
I pushed my tongue again, this time more wet with saliva. She sucked it all and I began pounding her harder and deeper but faster.
“Gimme more... I’m thirsty...”
She opened her mouth asking for more of me.
“You want my juice?”
She just moaned in reply.
“My mouth juice...”
“mmm...ahhh...”
I brought down my mouth and let my saliva ooze into hers. She had surrendered to me completely and swallowed all of it. I saw her rolling her eyes back frantically and she encircled my neck tightly with her arms, and then I witnessed another absolutely delicious voice of pleasure arising from the insides of her throat. I too was very close. I upped my speed all the way, taking me to my explosion.
“Oh my baby... I am coming...”
I moaned into her mouth. She gasped with me with her mouth open and I lost myself there.
“Here’s my juice baby...”
I breathed and spit out another load of my saliva into her mouth. I had filled my rubber yet she had enough of my juices. She was content with her own melting. We breathed hard together and kissed a lot more like a real couple in love. We lay in each other’s arms looking into each other’s eyes.
“That was so good. Too great.”
She gasped.
I was so tired that I wanted to drop off at Das’ bed. But Nikita got up and pulled me out of it.
“You scoundrel, you’ll ruin my life.”
She blamed. I got up reluctantly and wore my clothes.
I was ready to leave very soon, and she walked me to the door. We hugged again, only to find ourselves kissing madly.
“Thanks for the wonderful night, Krish. I will never forget this one.”
She said. I too felt the same. The fact that it was so unplanned had made it even more wonderful for us. We felt like we were almost in love.
The fun with Nikita wasn’t going to end with just one night. The following night she sent me a message.
‘Dreaming of you.’
I called her and we chatted into late night. I often felt an urge to ask about her night with Das, but I resisted it every time.
It would offend her. I thought. I didn't want to hurt her pride.
Friday I eventually asked her out.
“There is a wonderful place called The Square. You’ll love it.”
I said.
She initially didn't like the idea of late night returning to Neerja.
“I will have to tell a lot of lies to her. “
She worried.
“Well, do it then!”
“No, I can't.”
She said.
Well, we showed up at The Square at sharp 8pm. The crowd was already heavy, though not at its peak. A group of Hungarian dancers were expected to set the night ablaze. Nikita was amused at the ambience.
“It’s a wonderful place.”
She said.
“So are you.”
I said.
She lent me those beautiful eyes.
“You know, I knew you were going to ask me out again, but I wasn’t expecting this. I was expecting- not wishing particularly for- that you’d take me to your house...”
“Of course, I am gonna take you there after this...”
I said, caressing her arms.
She blushed.
“That’s what I like in you, Krish. It’s not only the sex, is it?”
I smiled. She was true. The rage against Das was something, and this woman had actually nothing to do with that. I was naturally attracted to her.
To hell with Das, to hell with Meera; I love the moments I spend with this woman. I thought.
I leaned to her and kissed her. She was embarrassed at my public show, but she hardly had any issues with it.
“Of course, it’s you, Nikita. I am looking forward to the moments I spend with you. I want to keep us happy by doing happy, new things. “
I said.
She looked at me adorable for a few seconds.
“I want to sit with you, with your arms around me.”
I her eyes, I saw affection. I took her to the huts across the garden. I chose the same hut where Meera and Vivek had made out. We sat where she had sat with him. Nikita instantly kissed me.
“Why didn't you try it on me earlier?”
She asked.
“Try it on you?”
“I mean, I wish we were a bit earlier. I am sad that I may not visit this city ever again.”
She was obviously a guest in my life. She made me remember.
“When are you leaving?”
“Day after tomorrow, early morning flight. This is our last night together.”
She said sadly.
“Last night, yes. How do you want to celebrate it?”
“I want to be in your bed, very intimate.”
I held her close and rubbed my arm into hers. She cooed against my neck. I too wanted her in the cosiness of my bed, as quick as possible. I began to ask about leaving immediately, but my phone rang to stop me.
Nikita moved away slightly to help me pull it out of my pocket.
The caller was Meera.
Nikita called again at nine in the night.
“Didi fell from the stairs.”
She said.
I immediately rushed to her and helped her take Neerja to a hospital. There was nothing serious but both the ladies were anxious. Neerja had her right hand fractured and ankle twisted; and they were dressed very soon. Neerja seemed too much tensed.
“It’s all normal Neerja. You’ll be alright soon. Why are you so stressed?”
I asked her later.
“I was worried if I couldn’t travel.”
“Travel to where?”
“Paris.”
“You are also going Paris?”
“Das didn't tell you? We are moving to Paris.”
“What do you mean by moving; are you gonna settle in there?”
“You don't know?”
She looked at Nikita. She was equally surprised.
“We are moving to Paris, Das is joining our son’s business there...”
“And you’re not coming back?”
I asked in a hurry.
“We haven’t planned our return yet. Not soon, for sure.”
She said. I was surprised.
“Really? Das never told me. Is that a surprise?”
I wondered.
“It’s strange Das haven’t told you. You guys are very close.”
Nikita said.
Well, we were. I didn't say.
By the time we got back home it was almost midnight. I and Nikita helped Neerja reach her bed comfortably. Neerja wasn’t happy about using a crutch.
“You know why I asked Nikita to seek help from you? Because you are the one who’s all responsible for this.”
Neerja said.
“Me? How?”
“Yes you. My knee is weak since our accident and because of that I fell down the stairs today.”
I laughed.
“You had caused that accident that day, madam.”
That car accident had indeed brought her troubles. But more than her, it had caused troubles for me. If not for that accident, I wouldn’t have met Mr. Das. And I wouldn’t have sought his help to save my wife from Sam’s apparent danger. And Das wouldn’t have seduced her to his bed. Yes, I was more at loss.
I bid Neerja good night and began to leave. Nikita walked me to the door.
“Are you leaving? You can stay if you want. It’s a big house, a lot of rooms...if you want...”
“If I want, huh?”
“No, I insist. It’s too late.”
“Beware what you wish for, young lady.”
I patted lightly on her cheek.
“If I stay I won’t let you sleep. “
Her eyes grew wide even in her sleepy mode.
“Is that a threat?”
“No, it’s a promise.”
“I can't believe you’re talking to me like this. Are you alright?”
She teased.
“Am I alright? Check for yourself!”
I turned myself to her, to stand face to face with her, just a few inches away from her. She stood her ground, her eyes challenging me. She wasn’t sleepy anymore. Suddenly some moments of silence crept in between us. A small smile began to appear at the corner of her lips and she erased it with a quick bite.
“What are you gonna do, gentleman?”
She forced out some words in the end.
Even though I wasn’t directly looking at, I could see the swell of her breasts, round and full, against her fine dress. I was constantly aware of the valley that could lead me deep into those fine globes. I was feeling aroused.
I cupped her face in my hands and leaned forward, as if to kiss her. She initially made a trivial attempt to withdraw, but then stood her ground. I avoided her lips and bit on her cheek instead. My teeth sank into her soft skin a bit hard and she writhed under the lock of my hands. Like a hen under a cock.
“Ouch!”
She tried to push me away, albeit in a very feminine way.
I moved. But I had made an almost ‘O’ mark on her cheek. She rubbed it with her palm.
“It’s yummy.”
I said.
“You pervert. Cannibal!”
She made a face at me, and she looked absolutely cute. I wanted to bite her more, making ‘O’s all over her.
“There are more yummy parts. But I am not gonna let you.”
She pushed me again, without making me really feel being pushed away. I knew where it was leading us.
“Yummy, yummy parts; yeah I know.”
I laughed and walked out of the door. I wasn’t really sure if I should stay. Meera’s face had started to flash in my mind. I felt her presence a few feet away from me, watching me. Despite having no idea on why she would do that, I felt she’s still observing me.
“Krish!”
Nikita stopped me again.
“Are you really leaving?”
“I should be.”
I said firmly.
She was suddenly at loss of words.
“Uh...how about a coffee?”
“You mean now?”
She shook her head.
“Just a coffee. I will make it.”
I looked at her and said quietly, “Okay, let’s see how you make it.”
So I walked into the house again. It was now more like sneaking into the kitchen and making a coffee, because of the way she handled the tea pot and cups; absolutely no sounds.
“I don't want didi know our secrets. She thinks she is your friend here.”
“What if she knows?”
“She’ll kill me, she not what you see. She’s nothing short of a lioness.”
I remembered Das behaving always scared of his wife, making me wonder what was so frightening about her. I felt she’s not that dangerous. What power does she possess to scare all the people around her? I wondered.
I felt I should call up Das and tell him ‘hey buddy, I am gonna tell Neerja about what you did with my wife.’
That would scare the shit out of him.
“Coffee is ready.”
Nikita said soon.
It was delicious.
“I feel awake now. “
I said.
“Yeah that’s what I wanted. I didn't want you drive asleep and get into accident...”
We walked to the hall with coffee.
“It’s a really big house for two people. How many rooms are there? “
I asked.
“I haven’t counted. Are you planning to buy? It’s already sold.”
She said.
So they are not gonna come back here. I figured.
Does that mean Das is leaving Meera forever? My heartbeats rose with an unknown sensation. I couldn’t make out I was pleased or more confused. If he goes away from her because he is moving out, that’s good. But how can that be possible? He could make a visit every now and then to her and meet up with her at random places; and their relationship would find some meaning in the long run. She’d be happy with that.
In the end I found more validity for my confusions. I even foresaw Meera getting pregnant, and I forced myself back to Nikita and her coffee.
“So, are you gonna miss this house? Which room was your favourite?”
I asked her.
“The master bedroom. It’s the largest. Plenty of space and practically everything...”
“The one Neerja is in now?”
“No. This one’s upstairs. Wanna see?”
“Yes. Definitely.”
I placed the empty cup on the centre table and got up with her.
“It’s already sold. Don't forget.”
She said as we walked the stairs. I walked behind her, watching how her back moved in a slow tune.
“It’s perfect.”
I said.
“What?”
She stopped and looked back at me.
“I said you look perfect from behind; I like it.”
She laughed.
“I know you wouldn’t say that.”
“Well I just said that. Now stop laughing and walk.”
I slightly pushed her, running the tips of my fingers down from her shoulders. I touched her bare skin; it was soft and...
She soon led me to the large room.
“It’s Das’ bedroom. Isn’t it the best one?”
She asked.
It was. A king size bed and the decor that screamed luxury formed its basic character. I walked to the bed. She stood next to me.
“What are you planning, dear?”
“I was thinking about using it for one time...”
I grabbed her hand and looked into her eyes.
“No, you won’t...”
Her voice was soft this time. We both stared into each other’s eyes.
She was not challenging me. She was not daring me with those eyes. Not anymore. I had brought her too forth, and I could see where she was.
No one stays indecisive in those moments.
I pulled her closer, without breaking my eye contact with her. I could feel the beating of her heart I could feel the outlines of her body that pressed against me, and I sensed more of myself waking up in the middle of the night.
“Krish...”
Her voice was husky. I wrapped my hands perfectly around her and initiated a long kiss. She made no objections. She was seduced. She opened her mouth and let me taste her tongue very soon. She was warm and soft, and my kiss became intense with each passing moment. She had her arms around me making me feel I deserved her. I felt her arms caressing my back and I felt loved. It was a small gesture, but it made a big statement that it wasn’t lust but affection that was guiding her. Perhaps love.
I broke the kiss and sat her down on the edge of the bed.
“No.”
She said suddenly. It was against the flow of every stream of wind that existed around and within us.
“I can't. I am not safe.”
She mumbled.
“I am sorry, Krish. But I can never take this risk. I am sorry Krish.”
She began to get up and I stopped her.
“What makes you so worried about it? I’ll buy you a pill in the morning.”
She looked at me for a moment before replying.
“No. We’ll forget it. I can't take that risk. Even I want to be...”
She paused and sighed.
“But I can't. I know it was so stupid...I...”
She rued herself.
I was taken aback. Not because of her refusal but when I recollected Das’ confession of having sex with a family friend on the party night. Was it Nikita? He had said she was adamant about precaution measure.
Yes. Nikita herself had told me that she had made a short visit a few weeks ago.
A wry smile appeared on my lips as I wondered how small moments bring about big secrets.
“I am sorry, Krish. You can't find anything in here...”
She noticed my smile and stopped. I laughed.
“Yeah I know this house is worthless... but I am better equipped, my dear!”
I took my purse and pulled out a condom.
The same old unlucky, unused and abandoned one.
The sudden spark in her eyes in her eyes outshone every light Das had luxuriously set up in his room.
“You carry this in your purse?”
I just held out the little thing to her.
“Do you know how to use this one?”
She grinned.
“Eeeee! No! I want to know.”
She wasted no time to jump on me and felled me onto the bed.
She was a strong woman. It soon turned out.
She sat astride me and pulled up her kurti. I unbuttoned my shirt and bared my chest.
“I never thought we'd end up here.”
She lay on my chest and whispered.
“Me too.”
I said and bit on her ear lobes. She giggled lightly. Her lips were soon over mine. I unhooked her bra and she discarded it without breaking our kiss.
“You're a great kisser, Krish. I like it.”
She says when she sat up finally. She licked her lips.
“You don't hold back, do you?”
She was feasting my eyes with her bared breasts. She had light brown tits and they were really beautiful. I squeezed them softly and then ran my fingers down to the sides of her little fat belly.
“You look stunning, Nikki.”
I said.
“Like this?”
She smiled.
“Like this too.”
She ran her fingers over my chest and then followed it with her lips. Her breasts pressed over my stomach. I was getting harder with each of her moves and I wanted her touch my sex at the earliest. When her lips almost reached half of my stomach, I unfastened my pants and slowly pulled out my gift. It was hard and high, and throbbed under her firm grip very soon. I wanted more.
“Feel me with your lips Nikki.”
I asked.
“Call me Neeku... Krish!”
That's all she wanted me to do in return of what I had asked. As I watched her rubbing her face over the tip of it, I let out a moan.
She teased me further with her lips trailing up and down over it.
“Take me in, Neeku!”
I moaned.
She ran her fingers up and down on a swirling motion, and swallowed its round head.
All in a sudden, she transported me to an awkward situation in the past where I was denied to be felt with her lips by Meera during our honeymoon days. Meera had said she didn't like the idea because she thought it's not a healthy practice. She had never done it to me, until of course, taught otherwise by other men. Our fate had me watch her do it to other men before she eventually gave me that pleasure.
Here, this woman was doing it as response to a small gesture. I wondered if she had ever given her husband a blowjob.
Nikita rolled her tongue around its top and brought me back to the present. Nothing was needed to be spoken after that. She opened her mouth and swallowed me completely, and began sucking it like a lollipop. She was awesome. She was lovely. She was hungry and thirsty too.
Rest of our clothes disappeared in a matter of few minutes. My dick plunged deep into her throat many a times, and I then returned the favour by doing what I was eagerly waiting for, as I jumped myself between her legs. I rubbed my cheeks against the creamy white skin of her thighs to tickle her, and my tongue slowly danced its way to her centre. I saw goose bumps appearing on her softest and flawless skin. I soon had my mouth diving into her hole. I drove my tongue inside her and she began to moan in pleasure. I sucked her and slowly pulled her inner lips, hard pressed between my lips.
“Aaahh... aaahh... aaahh!”
She moaned and grabbed my hair, reach time I twisted my tongue inside her. Her cleanly shaved mount and the dark lips were tempting me to give her more than what she was asking for. I plundered her with my tongue and sucked into the darkness between otherwise light toned skins, intensely, until they were swollen, and she came soon. I pushed my finger through all the wetness she had been subjected and thrust into her repeatedly. She let out more and more of the glorious sounds that were music to my ears, until she cried out another of her wild explosion.
“Oh my Krish... aaahh...aaahhh... Stop it please...”
She cried.
“No... No... Nooo... Aaahhh... You're killing me...”
She had pressed her palm over her mouth to suppress her orgasm. She was all watery and I plunged into it, again to slurp her some more.
“Yummy... Yes, it's yummy!”
My voice was drunk with her honey. I was drugged. When I finally got off her, she kissed me deep into my lips for a moment before begging me to fuck her. She had the condom intact in her hand all the time; she tore it open and wore it on my dick, biting a smile into her lips.
“Fuck me now, Krish. Huh!”
She breathed and lay on her back with her legs split for me. I pulled them up over my shoulders and knelt between them, and drove myself into her. I was not yet in a hurry.
“When was the last time you had one in here?”
I asked, once I was fully inside her.
She cupped my face in her hand and looked at me with all the love in the world.
“Not in recent times... a few weeks ago... but it was nothing like this...”
I didn't hear her completely. I knew it was Das. I felt like I was taking his woman. I felt reborn.
I wanted to peel off my rubber and shoot a heavy load of my cum deep inside her and make her pregnant. Just a momentary thought.
I began to move myself and kissed into her mouth. As I worked into a perfect slow burning rhythm of friction inside her, she moaned and moved her ass up against me. I grabbed her face and licked her lips, resisting my urge to bite them to bleed.
“Neeku...”
I breathed into her mouth.
“You want my juice baby?”
“Yes...yes...”
That’s all she could say to me. I pushed my tongue inside her mouth and she sucked it.
“Do you like it baby?”
“Mmm... Yes...”
“You want more?”
“mmm...”
I pushed my tongue again, this time more wet with saliva. She sucked it all and I began pounding her harder and deeper but faster.
“Gimme more... I’m thirsty...”
She opened her mouth asking for more of me.
“You want my juice?”
She just moaned in reply.
“My mouth juice...”
“mmm...ahhh...”
I brought down my mouth and let my saliva ooze into hers. She had surrendered to me completely and swallowed all of it. I saw her rolling her eyes back frantically and she encircled my neck tightly with her arms, and then I witnessed another absolutely delicious voice of pleasure arising from the insides of her throat. I too was very close. I upped my speed all the way, taking me to my explosion.
“Oh my baby... I am coming...”
I moaned into her mouth. She gasped with me with her mouth open and I lost myself there.
“Here’s my juice baby...”
I breathed and spit out another load of my saliva into her mouth. I had filled my rubber yet she had enough of my juices. She was content with her own melting. We breathed hard together and kissed a lot more like a real couple in love. We lay in each other’s arms looking into each other’s eyes.
“That was so good. Too great.”
She gasped.
I was so tired that I wanted to drop off at Das’ bed. But Nikita got up and pulled me out of it.
“You scoundrel, you’ll ruin my life.”
She blamed. I got up reluctantly and wore my clothes.
I was ready to leave very soon, and she walked me to the door. We hugged again, only to find ourselves kissing madly.
“Thanks for the wonderful night, Krish. I will never forget this one.”
She said. I too felt the same. The fact that it was so unplanned had made it even more wonderful for us. We felt like we were almost in love.
The fun with Nikita wasn’t going to end with just one night. The following night she sent me a message.
‘Dreaming of you.’
I called her and we chatted into late night. I often felt an urge to ask about her night with Das, but I resisted it every time.
It would offend her. I thought. I didn't want to hurt her pride.
Friday I eventually asked her out.
“There is a wonderful place called The Square. You’ll love it.”
I said.
She initially didn't like the idea of late night returning to Neerja.
“I will have to tell a lot of lies to her. “
She worried.
“Well, do it then!”
“No, I can't.”
She said.
Well, we showed up at The Square at sharp 8pm. The crowd was already heavy, though not at its peak. A group of Hungarian dancers were expected to set the night ablaze. Nikita was amused at the ambience.
“It’s a wonderful place.”
She said.
“So are you.”
I said.
She lent me those beautiful eyes.
“You know, I knew you were going to ask me out again, but I wasn’t expecting this. I was expecting- not wishing particularly for- that you’d take me to your house...”
“Of course, I am gonna take you there after this...”
I said, caressing her arms.
She blushed.
“That’s what I like in you, Krish. It’s not only the sex, is it?”
I smiled. She was true. The rage against Das was something, and this woman had actually nothing to do with that. I was naturally attracted to her.
To hell with Das, to hell with Meera; I love the moments I spend with this woman. I thought.
I leaned to her and kissed her. She was embarrassed at my public show, but she hardly had any issues with it.
“Of course, it’s you, Nikita. I am looking forward to the moments I spend with you. I want to keep us happy by doing happy, new things. “
I said.
She looked at me adorable for a few seconds.
“I want to sit with you, with your arms around me.”
I her eyes, I saw affection. I took her to the huts across the garden. I chose the same hut where Meera and Vivek had made out. We sat where she had sat with him. Nikita instantly kissed me.
“Why didn't you try it on me earlier?”
She asked.
“Try it on you?”
“I mean, I wish we were a bit earlier. I am sad that I may not visit this city ever again.”
She was obviously a guest in my life. She made me remember.
“When are you leaving?”
“Day after tomorrow, early morning flight. This is our last night together.”
She said sadly.
“Last night, yes. How do you want to celebrate it?”
“I want to be in your bed, very intimate.”
I held her close and rubbed my arm into hers. She cooed against my neck. I too wanted her in the cosiness of my bed, as quick as possible. I began to ask about leaving immediately, but my phone rang to stop me.
Nikita moved away slightly to help me pull it out of my pocket.
The caller was Meera.
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