Adultery BUSINESS TRIP WITH MY COLLEAGUE ANKITA

[Thangaraasu]

She is a SLUT and (cummed) CEO

[Rakul1985]

Fantastic

[opendoor]

[parottamaster]

Very hot updates

[Rakul1985]

Madan should have ability to convince her again and again for sex like a true lover of her body after all they both are taking big risk for each other emotionally and physically.

[sominoru]

I woke up slowly. I was in deep sleep. Where was I?

The room was dark, with the curtains pulled tight, letting only a little bit of moonlight in. As I lay there, the clock ticked away beside me, reminding me where I was. In a hotel room.  My phone continued ringing, making me sit up quickly.
It was my boss, Rohit. His voice was firm. “I need you to pick up Varnika from the airport. Her flight lands at 11:45 PM. It’s too late and unsafe for her to take a cab.”

I was still waking up, so it took a moment for his words to sink in. But I knew better than to question Rohit. Varnika’s arrival was a surprise, and I wondered why she was coming so late.

I got out of bed slowly, feeling tired. A quick shower didn’t help much, but as the hot water ran over me, a strange feeling of unease started to build.

Once dressed, I headed to the rented car in the hotel’s parking lot. The drive to Mumbai airport was quiet, with barely any cars on the road at this hour. As I neared the airport, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.

The airport was busy, even at night, with people hurrying around under the bright lights. Among the crowd, I spotted Varnika right away. She stood out, capturing the attention of everyone nearby. She was dressed beautifully in a dress that highlighted her elegance, and she moved with a graceful confidence that was hard to ignore.

Goddamn. Ankita is beautiful. She is super hot as well. But Varnkika is ridiculously beautiful. You want to fuck Ankita the moment you saw her but Varnika, you just want to worship her. Just couldn't stop appreciating her raw beauty. Varnika had that royal elegance about her. She had thick black hair that fell all over her in perfect angles. She was like a walking talking human painting. 

“Hey, Varnika!” I called out, waving to get her attention as I approached.

She turned and smiled warmly, her eyes shining with a curious intensity. “Oh, there you are,” she said with a welcoming voice. “I was hoping I wouldn’t have to wait here all night.”



We shared a quick hug, and I caught a whiff of her floral perfume.

“Welcome to Mumbai,” I said as we headed towards the exit. “How was your flight?”

“Long but nothing exciting,” she replied. “I’m just glad to be here finally.”

As we walked to the car, there was an undercurrent of tension in our small talk. I sensed that Varnika’s visit had more to it than what Rohit had mentioned. She gazed out the window as we drove, as if she were searching for something—or someone—in the city.

“Rohit said you’re here for a conference?” I asked, trying to understand her reason for visiting.

“Yes, that’s part of it,” she said, her tone calm but cautious. “But I also have some personal matters to take care of while I’m here.”

I looked over at her, noticing how her fingers traced patterns on the seat. “Anything I can help with?”

She turned to me, her smile steady but her eyes hinting at something deeper. “Thank you, but I think I can manage. I appreciate the offer, though.”

The conversation quieted as we continued driving through the city, with the lights passing by in a colorful blur. I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more she wasn’t saying.

When we arrived at the hotel, I led Varnika through the grand lobby, the chandeliers casting a warm glow. We took the elevator up, the silence filled with anticipation.

“Here we are,” I said, opening the door to her room, which was just like mine.

“Thank you,” she said, stepping inside and looking around. “It’s lovely.”

I leaned against the doorframe. “If you need anything, my room is in the same building.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” she replied, her smile still in place. But as she turned to put her bag down, I caught a glimpse of something secretive in her eyes.

“Goodnight, Varnika,” I said, giving her a nod before heading to my own room.

“Goodnight,” she called after me, her voice carrying a hint of mystery.

As I turned to leave, she touched my arm, her grip firm. “Thank you for picking me up. I know Rohit can be demanding,” she said softly. “But there’s more to this than you know.”

Her words lingered, and before I could ask what she meant, she went into her room and closed the door.

As I closed the door, I couldn’t shake the feeling that Varnika’s visit was more complicated than it seemed.

I stood there for a moment, the hallway quiet and heavy. Something was happening—something I didn’t understand. I went back to my room, but sleep was impossible. My mind was full of questions, each more unsettling than the last.

Why was Varnika here? What was Rohit keeping from me? And most importantly, what secrets did Varnika have? The answers seemed close but just out of reach.

I lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling as the shadows grew around me, waiting for the morning to bring some clarity. 

As I approached my room, I was stunned to find Ankita waiting for me at the door. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she was dressed in a way that demanded attention. The night air was tense with unspoken words.

“Ankita?” I asked, surprised. “What are you doing here?”

She smiled, but there was an edge to it. “I’ve been trying to reach you all night. I have big news!!”

“oh!,” I said, “whats it about?”

Her smile faded slightly as she asked, “But why didn’t you pick up my calls or respond to my texts?”

I hesitated, unsure how to explain. “I was asleep, and then I had to pick up Varnika from the airport.”

“Varnika?” Her voice sharpened. “Who is she?”

“She’s just a colleague,” I replied quickly. “Rohit sent her from Bengaluru to help with our project.”

Ankita’s eyes narrowed. “Is she pretty?”

"Ankita! What are you saying? She is my colleague. I don't see her that way!"

"I see.. I am not your colleague? What about the both of us then?", she replied angrily

I sighed, feeling the weight of the night pressing down. “Ankita, you haven’t been serious about me. About us. You disappeared for weeks and didn’t respond to me. So why do you care about Varnika?”

She bit her lip, clearly agitated. Her fingers moved swiftly as she pulled out her phone, Googling Varnika’s name. I watched as her face fell, seeing Varnika’s image on the screen.

“She is pretty,” Ankita muttered, her jealousy evident. “But I came here to share my news and celebrate with you. I wanted us to have a special night.”

The mood had shifted, her excitement replaced by frustration. She attempted to regain her composure, leaning in closer, her voice low and inviting. “Can’t we just forget this and focus on us?”

I shook my head, feeling a mix of regret and resolve. “I don’t want to waste time, Ankita. I’m looking for something real, something more than just meeting physical needs.”

Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears. “So that’s it? You’re just going to reject me?”

“I’m not rejecting you,” I said, trying to be gentle. “I just need something more meaningful.”

She turned away, her voice trembling. “I shouldn’t have come. Forget I was here.”

“Wait,” I called after her. “What about your big news?”

“Don’t worry about it,” she said, her voice breaking as she walked off, tears streaking her cheeks.

I watched her go, feeling a pang of guilt. The night had taken a turn I hadn’t expected. Back at her place, Ankita opened a bottle of wine, pouring herself a glass that she quickly downed, trying to drown her emotions.

The room was silent except for the soft sound of her sobs, the wine a poor comfort for the loneliness she felt. She stared at her phone, Varnika’s image still on the screen, her mind racing with questions and doubts.

Back in my apartment, I sat on the edge of the bed, my thoughts swirling. The events of the night were a tangled web, each strand pulling me in different directions. Varnika’s arrival, Ankita’s jealousy—everything seemed connected in a way I couldn’t yet understand. 

Chintu returned to the apartment, feeling energized after a long day spent with his friends watching a movie. He was surprised to find Ankita lying on the bed, her eyes wide open and her body drenched in sweat. She looked pale and unwell, a sharp contrast to the confident woman he was used to seeing.

“Ankita!” Chintu exclaimed, rushing to her side. “What’s wrong?”

She tried to sit up, her movements sluggish and unsteady. “I’m fine,” she whispered, though her labored breathing said otherwise.

Chintu frowned, concern etched on his face. “You don’t look fine. You’re sweating a lot. We need to get you to a doctor.”

She shook her head weakly, but the motion seemed to drain her further. “It’s just... the wine,” she murmured, but Chintu noticed her very slow breathing.

“Ankita, what's wrong” he asked, worry creeping into his voice.

She nodded slowly, her eyes struggling to focus. "I made a big mistake drinking that Viagra and later the wine! Madan is so stupid!", she thought to herself.
"Why did I so confidently drink it!", she was filled with regret.

Chintu’s eyes widened. “You don't look good! You need help!”

As he spoke, he reached out to touch her forehead, trying to gauge her temperature. The contact made her shiver, and she let out a soft moan, her voice breathy and tinged with something he didn’t understand.

“Ankita?” he said, confused. “Your skin is burning up. You’re not acting like yourself.”

The mix of Viagra and wine had heightened her senses, leaving her in a state of intense arousal. Every touch sent shivers through her body, and she struggled to keep her voice steady. “I’m just... really really very sensitive right now,” she admitted, her cheeks flushed.

Chintu pulled back, unsure of what to do. “This isn’t good. You need medical help.”

She hesitated, clearly embarrassed by her situation. “But what will I tell the doctor?” she asked herself, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Just tell them the truth,” Chintu insisted, grabbing his phone. “It’s important to be honest so they can help you.”

Ankita looked at him, torn between her vulnerability and the need to get help. Her breathing was shallow, and the room felt like it was spinning. “Alright,” she finally agreed, her voice trembling. “Let’s go.”

Chintu helped her to her feet, his grip steady and reassuring. As they made their way out, he kept a careful eye on her, ready to support her if she faltered. The night air was cool against her skin, a relief from the heat that had enveloped her in the room.

As they headed to the hospital, Chintu hoped they would get there in time.

At the hospital, Ankita felt a mix of relief and anxiety as she and Chintu walked through the busy emergency room doors. Her heart was still racing, but the thought of getting help calmed her a little. 

As they approached the reception desk, a familiar voice called out, “Ankita?”

She turned and was startled to see Dr. Ashok, her college friend. He had changed since their university days; his hair was neatly styled, and though he still wore glasses, they seemed to suit him now. But the memories of their past interaction—his proposal and her brutal rejection—came rushing back, making the moment awkward.

“Ashok,” she said, trying to manage a smile. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“I’m on shift tonight,” Ashok replied, adjusting his glasses, a hint of nervousness in his voice. “It’s been a while.”

Ankita nodded, glancing at Chintu, who stood nearby. “Yeah, it has been.”

Ashok looked between them, sensing the tension. “So, what brings you to the hospital?” he asked, trying to keep the conversation professional.

Ankita hesitated, feeling embarrassed. “I... I mixed something I shouldn’t have,” she admitted, her voice low.

Ashok’s expression shifted from surprise to concern. “You did what?” he asked, taking a step closer. “Ankita, tell me exactly what you took.”

She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. “Viagra and wine. I didn’t think it would be such a big deal.”

His eyes widened, and he quickly turned serious. “Ankita, that’s not a safe combination. We need to get you checked out right away.”

“I know,” she said, looking down. “It was stupid. I wasn’t thinking.”

Ashok nodded, signaling to a nurse to prepare a room. “It’s okay. We’ll take care of you. But you need to be honest with me about everything, alright?”

Their conversation was tinged with an awkwardness from the past, but Ashok’s professionalism was evident. As they moved through the hospital halls, Ankita couldn’t help but remember the last time they’d spoken in college.

“I never thought I’d see you here, like this,” she admitted as they reached the examination room.

“Yeah, life’s funny like that,” Ashok replied, a small smile breaking through. “But right now, let’s focus on getting you better.”

She nodded, grateful for his support despite their history. As she settled into the hospital bed, Ashok began the necessary checks, ensuring she was stable.

The situation was far from what either had imagined, but there was an unspoken understanding between them. As Ashok worked, Ankita couldn’t help but feel embarrassed to be in this position. 

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I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and rested, the events of the previous night a distant memory. As sunlight streamed through the curtains, I lay in bed thinking about Ankita. She had always been my crush, beautiful beyond words, and I regretted not spending more time with her. Maybe I should have stayed with her last night instead of pushing her away.

Determined to patch things up with Ankita, I got ready for the day. As I was about to leave, my phone buzzed with a message from Varnika: “Lunch today?”

Curious and intrigued, I agreed. Varnika was not only stunning but also seemed emotionally stable and kind, unlike the drama that surrounded Ankita.

Lunch with Varnika was delightful. We talked effortlessly, her laughter filling the air, and I found myself captivated by her presence. She was breathtakingly beautiful, her charm undeniable. As we talked, I felt a connection growing between us, one that was hard to ignore.

As we continued our meal, Varnika noticed a woman in a security officer uniform walking by. Her face lit up, and she waved energetically. 

"Ajanta!" Varnika called out, her voice filled with excitement.

The woman turned and smiled brightly, making her way over to our table. “Varnika! Wow, it’s been ages!” Ajanta exclaimed as she reached us, embracing Varnika in a tight hug.

“It’s so great to see you,” Varnika said, pulling back to look at Ajanta. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m just monitoring this area today. Didn’t expect to run into my favorite cousin,” Ajanta replied with a laugh.

“Remember all those times we’d play cops and robbers? Who knew you’d actually become a cop?” Varnika teased.

Ajanta chuckled, her eyes twinkling. “I guess those games paid off. And you always wanted to be a detective. Still solving mysteries?”

“Only the mystery of what to eat for dinner,” Varnika joked, making us all laugh.

Ajanta turned to me and extended her hand. “Hi, I’m Ajanta. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too, Ajanta. I’ve heard a lot about you. You are pretty famous!,” I said, shaking her hand.

“Hopefully all good things,” Ajanta said with a grin. “Anyway, I should get back to work. But we should definitely catch up soon, Varnika.”

“Absolutely. Let’s do it. I’ll text you later,” Varnika replied.

“Sounds great. Take care, both of you,” Ajanta said as she waved goodbye and headed back to her duties.

As she walked away, Varnika turned to me, her smile lingering. “It’s amazing running into her like this. We used to be inseparable.”

“She seems really nice. You two have a great connection,” I commented.

“Yeah, she’s like a sister to me,” Varnika said, watching Ajanta until she disappeared from view. “I’m really looking forward to catching up with her.”

The chance encounter left a warm, nostalgic feeling in the air as we returned to our conversation.

The encounter was brief but pleasant, adding to the sense of comfort I felt with Varnika. As we finished our lunch, she turned to me with a suggestion. “Why don’t you come over to my place tonight? I’ll cook dinner for us.”

I agreed, intrigued by the invitation and eager to spend more time with her.

It was evening time... my heart was pounding hard. 

I went in. She was really beautiful and dressed in a sexy nightie. 

When I sat on the couch. She asked me to watch the tv while she brings the dinner over. 

She noticed the tv was unplugged so she turned around and bent over to plug the wire. 

I noticed that her ass was huge and the outline could be clearly made out in the nightie. I became very hard. 

As I tried to avert my gaze, she turned back around with a smile, completely unaware of the effect she had on me. 



She set the plates down on the coffee table and sat next to me, her scent intoxicating. The awkward tension hung heavily in the air as we began to eat in silence.

I tried to focus on the food in front of me, but the image of her bending over kept replaying in my mind. I cleared my throat, attempting to steer the conversation away from my inappropriate thoughts. "So, how has your business trip been so far?" 

She looked at me with a twinkle in her eye, sensing my unease. "It's been good," she replied coyly. "But I must admit, today was the highlight of my trip." 

I felt a rush of excitement at her words, my heart pounding in my chest. Was she feeling the same way as me? Or was I just misinterpreting her playful tone? I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself as I replied, "I'm glad to hear that. It's always nice to have a relaxing evening after a long day of work."

“Why so?”, I continued almost fishing for a compliment. 

“I met my childhood bestie Ajanta! after a long time! I am so excited to be able to meet her again this week.”

“Oh!”, I said looking deflated. 

I tried my best to hide my disappointment, plastering a smile on my face as I continued eating. Ajanta. Of course, she meant Ajanta. I had heard about her childhood friend multiple times during our conversations, but each time a pang of jealousy tugged at my heart. I couldn't help but wonder about the bond they shared, the memories they had created together. 

As she chatted animatedly about their plans for the week, I felt a sense of dejection wash over me. It was clear that my colleague valued her friendship with Ajanta a lot. 

Varnika is very observant and perceptive. She noticed that I was very enthusiastic in the beginning and now I am feeling a bit down. 

“Whats wrong Varun?”

I looked up, forcing a smile. "Nothing, just a bit tired from the day's work. I'm happy for you that you get to reconnect with your friend though." 

She studied me intently, her gaze unwavering. "Are you sure that's all it is?" 

I hesitated, knowing she saw right through my acting. Taking a deep breath, I decided to try another angle. "I guess...I just wish I had someone from my past like that to reconnect with. It must be nice to have such a strong bond with someone." 

Her expression softened, and she reached out to place a comforting hand on mine. "You know, Varun, friendships like that are rare but not impossible to find. Sometimes, they come when you least expect it." 

When she touched my hand I felt electricity through my veins. 

As her touch lingered on my hand, a spark ignited within me. Her eyes held mine. In that moment, the air burned with tension.

I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of the unspoken desire building up inside me.

After dinner. She sat right next to me and we both watched the TV. Her thighs touched mine and I felt sparks in the air. Noticing her top it was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra. Who wears a bra when wearing a nightie? The whole point is to be free. 

“Varnika! Do you work out?”

She smiled, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "Oh, you noticed, did you?" she replied playfully. "I try to stay active, keeps me in shape." Her voice was soft, sending shivers down my spine. The atmosphere crackled with a newfound tension, the air thick with anticipation.

I couldn't tear my gaze away from her, drawn to her like a moth to a flame. The TV screen blurred in the background as all my focus zeroed in on her presence beside me. 

“I feel like eating something sweet! Lets have some dessert!”, she said getting up again. When she got up my eyes stared at her ass. 

She returned with a plate of chocolate ice-cream, it was very tempting. As she sat back down next to me, I couldn't help but appreciate how her thigh brushed against mine, sending a jolt of electricity through me again. The intimate proximity was intoxicating, igniting a fire within me that I struggled to contain.

I watched as she scooped up a spoonful of the ice-cream, her lips parting slightly as she enjoyed the sweet treat. A drop of chocolate lingered on the corner of her mouth, and I felt so tempted to lick it with my mouth. 

She took another scoop and put it in my mouth. 

“How do you like it?”

As I savored the taste of the ice cream, I tried to compose myself and not reveal the intense desire building up within me. The tension between us grew thicker, the atmosphere charged with unspoken yearnings.

“It’s... it’s delicious,” I managed to reply, my voice slightly shaky. I could feel her eyes on me, studying me intently, as if trying to decipher the emotions swirling inside me.

After the dessert Varnika made deep eye contact with me. 

“Thanks, Varun, for the company. We both have work tomorrow and I have a 6:00 AM work call with a European client”, she said shaking her head. 

 I got the hint. It was time for me to get going. 

“The dinner was amazing. Thanks a lot. You know its been weeks since I felt at home and comfortable.”

“Oh! Varun! Don’t worry! Till this trip is over I will take care of you okay!”

With that she gave me a big hug. 

I couldn't help but hold onto her for a moment longer, feeling the warmth of her body against mine. The scent of her perfume mixed with the lingering aroma of the chocolate ice-cream we shared, creating an intoxicating combination that I knew I would dream of for weeks to come. I hugged her tightly. I could feel her breasts crush against my chest. 
My hands gently rested on her firm enormous ass. 

For a moment, our eyes met, locked in a silent exchange of unspoken desires. The atmosphere was charged, and neither of us was willing to break the connection. It was as if we were two magnets, irresistibly drawn to each other, defying all logic and reason.

As I hugged her, I couldn't help but notice the way her body responded to my touch. Her heartbeat accelerated, mirroring the pounding of my own. She made no attempt to push me away, instead, she leaned into my embrace, her body language speaking volumes about her unspoken desires.

I was torn between the fear of rejection and the longing to express my feelings. There was so much unsaid between us, and the thought of leaving without taking a chance was almost unbearable. But I couldn't be impulsive; I needed to plan carefully in this newfound territory.

As I pulled back from the hug, I could feel the heat of her gaze still burning into me, a mirror of the flames that raged within me. Our eyes met one last time, and without a word, I knew that the decision had been made. With a final, lingering look, I took a deep breath and whispered, "I'll see you tomorrow, Varnika."

With that, I left her room, my heart pounding with a mixture of excitement, fear, and anticipation. 

I walked a few steps and then came back and knocked on her door.

She opened the door, her face a mix of surprise and curiosity. "Yes?" she asked, her voice soft and inviting.

"I can't help but notice... you didn't wear a bra tonight," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Her eyes widened slightly, and I could tell I had caught her off guard. "I... I didn't realize it was that noticeable," she stammered, her cheeks flushing slightly.

A thrill of excitement coursed through me as I took a step closer, feeling a new level of intimacy between us. "It was," I replied, my gaze locked on hers. 

“Your ass is huge and firm. Looks amazing in the nightie.”

She stared at me, her eyes wide with surprise and a hint of embarrassment. I could see a mix of feelings crossing her face - confusion, curiosity, and maybe even a bit of excitement. 

"Thank you," she replied, her voice catching slightly. "I guess the right outfit can make all the difference."

“Varnika, I need one more hug”

She hesitated for a moment, taking in my request, and then wordlessly wrapped her arms around me. This time, the embrace was longer, tighter, and more intimate. Her breasts pressed against my chest, and I could feel her heartbeat racing in sync with mine. The scent of her perfume and the lingering aroma of the chocolate ice cream we shared earlier only heightened my senses. I pulled back slowly, taking in the sight of her flushed cheeks and her eyes locked with mine.

"You don't have to be afraid, Varun," she whispered, the words barely audible. "I feel the same way." 

With that, she leaned in and kissed me gently. It was a soft, tentative kiss, our lips barely touching. But the electricity that surged between us was undeniable.

I fondled her ass hard and parted her bum cheeks. 

"I've been wanting to do that all night."

Varnika took a step back, her eyes wide with surprise and arousal. 

As our eyes met, I could see the desire building up in hers, mirroring the passion that was now burning within me. I turned her around and pulled up the nightie above the waist.She held it with her hands. I went down on my knees.

I could see the curve of her ass, rounded and firm, the perfect invitation for my touch. I kissed it gently, feeling the heat of her skin against my lips. My hand reached around, cupping her ass in my palm. I squeezed gently and she let out a small moan, her hips swaying slightly in response.

I continued to kiss and lick her ass, savoring the taste and feeling of her soft skin. I could feel my heart racing.

Varnika's breaths became heavier, her moans more pronounced. I could tell she was enjoying this as much as I was.

I carried her to her bed and pulled off the nightie and threw it in a corner.

I took a moment to admire her body, the curve of her breasts, the line of her hips, and the softness of her skin. Varnika lay there, completely exposed and vulnerable, but also incredibly beautiful and desirable. I could see the desire in her eyes as she looked at me, her breaths shallow and quick.

Without a word, I stepped closer to her. I could feel the heat radiating from her body as I traced my fingers over her skin, starting at her shoulders and moving down her arms, then back up to her breasts. I gently squeezed and tweaked her nipples, watching as her body reacted with a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Varnika's eyes were locked on mine as I continued to touch her. I could tell she was nervous, but also excited and turned on. I wanted to make sure she knew I was taking the lead because I couldn't hold back any longer. 

"Are you sure you're ready for this?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, my eyes never leaving hers.

Varnika nodded, her eyes never leaving mine. "I trust you, Varun."

With that, I leaned down and took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking gently and swirling my tongue around it. Varnika's breath hitched, and she let out a small moan. I moved to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment, feeling her body tense and relax under my touch.

As I continued to tenderly move my mouth between her nipples, I reached down with one hand, resting it between her legs. I pressed gently against her mound, feeling the heat and wetness that was already there.

Varnika's eyes fluttered closed as she let out another small moan. "Oh, Varun."

I continued to kiss and lick her nipples, moving one hand to cup her other breast. I gently pinched and pulled at her nipple, eliciting a low, throaty moan from Varnika.

"You feel so good," I whispered, my voice low and seductive. "So soft, so warm... I want to touch you everywhere."

I moved my hand down her stomach, feeling the smooth skin and the soft hairs that excitedly led to her mound. I could feel the heat and wetness that was already there, and I knew that Varnika was ready for me.

"I'm going to make you feel so good," I promised, my voice low and husky.

I pressed a finger against her entrance, feeling the slick wetness that was there. I pushed gently, feeling her body relax and accept my finger. I moved it in and out, feeling the pace and rhythm that she liked, watching her eyes flutter closed as her breaths deepened and her moans grew louder.

"That's it, Varnika. Relax and let yourself feel," I whispered, my voice low and seductive.

As I continued to finger her, I reached down with my other hand to play with my own erection. I started to stroke it, feeling the anticipation building up inside me. I knew that I would be inside her soon, and the thought of it filled me with a mix of excitement and fear.

"Are you 

ready, Varun?" Varnika asked, her eyes locked on mine.

"I'm ready for you," I replied, my voice shaking slightly with the mixture of emotions.

I moved back up her body, positioning myself over her. I took a deep breath, gathering my courage, and slowly pushed inside her. Varnika moaned softly, her hips bucking gently against me.

"You feel so good, Varnika," I whispered 

as I began to move, my rhythm matching hers. Her moans grew louder, her body arching to meet mine. I could feel the pleasure building, the tension growing.

"I want to be inside you forever," I whispered, my voice hoarse with desire.

"I want you to be," she replied, her voice just as shaky.

I increased the pace, my thrusts deeper and harder. I could feel the heat building up within me, the feeling of being close to the edge. Varnika's moans grew louder, her hips bucking wildly beneath me.

"I'm going to come," I warned, my voice strained with the effort.

"Come for me, Varun," she urged, her eyes locked on mine.

“Wait … wait.. don’t cum inside me”

Varnika pleaded, her voice tinged with a mixture of fear and desire.

I slowed down my movements, trying to regain control over myself. I knew she was scared, but I also knew that I wanted to feel her on my cock. I wanted to fill her up and take her as my own.

"Please, Varnika. Let me be inside you. I promise I'll be careful and pull out before it's too late," I begged, my eyes locked on hers.

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes darting between mine, trying to decide what to do. I could see the conflict in her face - the desire for me, the fear of getting pregnant, and the curiosity of what it would feel like.

Finally, she nodded, her eyes never leaving mine. "Okay, Varun. But promise me you'll be careful."

I nodded, my heart racing with excitement and anticipation 

at the thought of feeling her warmth around me one last time. I thrust deep inside her, feeling her walls clench around me as my orgasm hit me like a freight train. I groaned her name, my body shuddering with pleasure as I took my penis out and spilled my seed on her stomach.

As my orgasm subsided, I dragged it out gradually, spilling all of my cum on her. She closed her eyes, releasing a slow sigh as I cleaned my dick with a towel lying nearby. Her body was wet and glistening with a mixture of our fluids. I leaned down and kissed her gently, tasting myself on her lips.

"That was incredible," I whispered, my breath hot against her skin.

"I know," she breathed back, her eyes still closed.

We lay there, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking, feeling the warmth of the connection we had just shared. 

We showered together and relaxed in the hot water tub for a while.

We dried ourselves. 

Can you give me a blowjob? I asked her. 

Varnika's eyes sparkled with amusement at my unexpected request, but she nodded with a mischievous smile. "I'd be happy to," she replied, her voice tinged with laughter. She reached for my towel and untied it.

Leaning in closer, she whispered playfully, "But only if you promise not to get too distracted." Her breath brushed against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. With a quick wink, she shifted to sit facing me on the bed, her expression filled with a mix of teasing and anticipation.

As she began speaking softly, I found myself completely engrossed. Her words painted vivid images in my mind, each sentence drawing me further into the tale she was weaving. It was as if time had once again slowed down, allowing me to savor every moment with her.

She held my cock in her hands and she stared at it. The touch of my cock in her hands excited me.

My heart raced as I watched Varnika's eyes lock with mine. There was a depth of connection and understanding in her gaze that left me breathless. I could tell that she was not only skilled at this but genuinely enjoyed it. Her touch was gentle yet firm, and the way she caressed me sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body.

Varnika leaned in even closer, her lips just a few inches from mine as she spoke. "Close your eyes and let me take you away," she whispered, her voice velvety smooth. My mind was a whirlwind of anticipation and desire as I complied, allowing myself to be consumed by the sensations swirling around me.

As her lips wrapped around my cock, I felt a rush of warmth and pleasure that left me speechless. Her technique was expertly crafted, sending shivers of delight through me with each gentle stroke. I could feel her tongue swirling and dancing around the sensitive underside of my cock, as if she were painting it with her tongue.

I moaned softly, my hands gripping the sides of the bed as I tried to remain as still as possible, letting her work her magic. Her fingers expertly stroked my balls, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, the tension building with every passing moment.

Without warning, Varnika stopped and pulled back, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "You liked that, didn't you?" she asked, her voice a sultry purr. I couldn't even manage a coherent response, I was so caught up in the sensations coursing through my body.

She leaned in again, her lips just a breath away from mine. "How's this?" she whispered, before sliding her mouth back down my length. This time, she picked up where she left off, her expert touch sending me spiraling even further into ecstasy. Her cheeks pressed against my cock, her tongue darting and swirling, and the suction of her lips drew me closer to the edge.

I could feel the tension building, the intensity of the pleasure growing with each passing second. Varnika seemed to sense my impending climax, her movements becoming more frenzied, her lips and tongue exploring every inch of me.

Just as I thought I couldn't take any more, she pulled away again, her eyes glinting with a mix of mischief and triumph. "Are you ready for me to take you over the edge?" she asked, her voice a sultry whisper.

I moaned in response, unable to form words as I nodded vigorously. She grinned, a wicked glint in her eyes, and then she took me in deep, her mouth enveloping me once 

more. Her tongue swirled and twirled, her lips sucking and pulling, her hand stroking and massaging, and I knew that I was about to climax.

As the waves of pleasure washed over me, I gripped the bed tightly, my breath coming in ragged gasps. Varnika continued her expert ministrations, her skilled mouth and hand pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

Finally, the moment arrived. I felt my balls tighten, my cock throb, and a rush of pleasure burst forth from the base of my cock, pulsing through my body as I climaxed. Varnika continued to work my cock, milking every last drop of pleasure from me until I was spent, my body limp and sated.

As I caught my breath and gathered my wits, Varnika slowly released my spent member, her eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and amusement. "Well, 

I must say, you certainly know how to enjoy yourself," she teased, a playful smirk on her lips. I laughed, feeling a sense of contentment and happiness wash over me.

"I think I'm in love," I blurted out, my heart swelling with emotion as I looked at Varnika. She looked taken aback for a moment, but then her eyes softened, and she smiled warmly at me.

"I think I might be, too," she said softly, leaning in to kiss me gently on the lips. I felt a swell of affection and joy, knowing that this was just the beginning of something truly special between us.

Can you return the favor, Varun?

She then spread her legs.

"Of course," I said, feeling a thrill of anticipation. I positioned myself between her legs, eager to please her in the same way she had just pleased me.

As I began to explore her with my fingers and tongue, I couldn't help but marvel at the exquisite beauty of her body. Her skin was soft and warm, and her scent was intoxicating. I traced gentle circles around her clitoris, learning her body's nuances and rhythms.

Varnika's breathing became ragged as I continued my exploration. I could tell that she was enjoying my attentions, and it only fueled my desire to give her pleasure. I moved closer to her core, teasing her with the slightest touch.

As she moaned softly, I felt the wetness of her desire on my fingers. It was a heady sensation, knowing that I was the one to bring her to this state.

I took a moment to admire her beauty and feel the connection between us. I wanted to make sure she felt just as special as she made me feel, and I knew I had to give her the pleasure she deserved.

I moved my tongue down and gently licked the folds of her pussy. The taste and the sensation were divine, and I could tell that she was already 

getting close. I continued to explore her, flicking my tongue against her clit and dancing around her sensitive areas.

Varnika was moaning louder now, her breaths becoming more erratic. I could feel she was getting closer, and I wanted to push her over the edge. I inserted a finger into her, feeling her wetness and warmth enveloping my digit. I moved it in and out, matching the rhythm of my tongue.

With every stroke, I could feel her body tightening. I knew I was close to bringing her to the peak 

of pleasure. Her moans became more intense, and her hips bucked against me, seeking more intimacy.

I increased my intensity, licking faster and harder, using my finger to stimulate her G-spot. She gasped and cried out, her body convulsing as she reached her climax. I could feel the waves of pleasure coursing through her body, and I knew I had given her the pleasure she so deserved.

As she caught her breath, I pulled away and looked up at her, my heart swelling with pride. "How was that?" I asked, my voice a mix of excitement and worry.

She grinned widely, her eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and mischief. "Perfect," she said, her voice thick with desire. 

"Lets have a second round, Varnika!"

She laughed and nodded, feeling a sense of contentment and happiness wash over me. 

As she stood up, I couldn't help but marvel at her beautiful body once again. Varnika had a way of captivating my senses, and I knew that she would continue to do so for as long as we were together.

I reached out to touch her, my fingers tracing the curve of her waist before moving up to cup her mango-shaped breasts. Varnika arched against my touch, a soft gasp escaping her lips. 

As I gently bit down on her right nipple, she let out a low moan, her body tense for a brief moment before she relaxed once more. I couldn't help but wonder what other new sensations she might experience as our love continued to grow.

Varnika reciprocated the affection, her hands finding their way to my own waist. Her fingers traced the outline of my abdomen, sending shivers down my spine. 

She climbed onto the bed, her legs spread wide, and I knew what I had to do. I positioned myself between her legs and entered her with a single thrust, feeling her warmth and wetness envelop me.

As we began to move in sync, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment. Varnika's body was a sensual paradise, and I knew that I had to give her everything I had.

I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close to me, and began to move with a fervor that I had never known before. Her moans filled the room, intermingling with my own as we became one.

As we continued to move together, the tension built between us. I could feel my orgasm nearing, and I knew that I needed to take it to the edge. I pulled back, my hands gripping the bed for support, and began to swivel my hips in a rhythmic dance.

Varnika's moans grew louder and more desperate, and I knew that she was just as close as I was. I increased my pace, thrusting harder and faster, feeling the pleasure build within me.

Finally, with a cry of ecstasy, I came inside her this time, filling her with my seed. Varnika cried out in pleasure, her body trembling with the intensity of her own climax.

As we lay there, spent and sated, I couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the moment.

The night passed in a blur of closeness and connection, and I returned home the next morning, my mind filled with thoughts of Varnika.



Despite the night I had with Varnika, I knew I needed to see Ankita and try to mend our relationship. She meant a lot to me, and I couldn’t let things end on a sour note.

As I approached Ankita’s apartment, I heard shouting coming from inside. Her voice was sharp, filled with anger and betrayal.

“How could you do that, Chintu? I trusted you! I always saw you as my little brother. I helped you, and this is how you thank me? I should file a case against you and the doctor as well! What criminals you both are!”

Her words were filled with hurt, and I realized she was talking about last night’s events.

“Get out!” she screamed, tears streaming down her face.

Chintu’s voice was choked with sobs. “I’m so sorry!” he said, packing his bags and heading for the door.

I stood there, unsure of what to do, realizing this was not the right time to approach Ankita. The situation was tense, emotions running high, and I knew it would be best to give her space.

As I turned to leave, my mind was a whirlwind of confusion and unresolved feelings. The night with Varnika had been amazing, yet the bond I shared with Ankita was still strong. I was caught in a web of emotions, uncertain of what the future held. The mysteries of the heart were just as complex as any puzzle, and I knew I would have to navigate them carefully.

[Rangushki]

Good update

[Vicky Viknesh]

very nice

[Rakul1985]

Finally Chintu fucked her in effect of liquor....

[Rakul1985]

#ComeBackIndian

[sominoru]

Ankita couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for rejecting Ashok back in college as she followed him into the examination room. The air between them was heavy with un
spoken words and unresolved feelings as Doctor Ashok began his assessment. She did not find him attractive then. She does not find him attractive now. But, she should have been much nicer. Now, she is more matured. But back then she told everyone in her class about his proposal and he became the joke of the class. Now, she was feeling a bit bad about it. But Ashok seemed to have moved on from that. 

As he checked her vitals, Ankita couldn't shake the feeling of his intense gaze on her. She fidgeted under his scrutiny, her mind racing with memories of their shared past. The air in the room crackled with tension, both of them acutely aware of the unspoken emotions lingering between them.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Doctor Ashok cleared his throat and broke the silence. "Ankita, I need you to be honest with me. Are you taking any other medication or substances that could be affecting your health?" he asked, his voice gentle yet probing.

"No, Ashok! Just the viagra and some wine", She paused. "Nothing else."

Ashok took a moment to compose himself before responding, his tone professional yet tinged with worry. "Ankita, mixing viagra with alcohol can have serious consequences for your health. It's important to be careful with what you put into your body," he said, his eyes never leaving hers.

"I know I already told you this before. But you really can't do this again! Do you understand?", he scolded her gently. 

Ankita felt a rush of shame at his words, realizing the recklessness of her actions. She nodded silently, feeling grateful for his straightforward approach. "I'm sorry, I didn't think about the risks," she murmured, avoiding his gaze.

Doctor Ashok's expression softened as he placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, Ankita. What's important now is that we address the situation and make sure you're 100% fine," he said, his voice filled with genuine care.

Ankitas pussy got swollen up and her entire body became very sensitive. Slightest touch would make her moan with orgasm.

"Let me take a closer look.", Dr Ashok said. 

"Please spread your legs."

Ankita, feeling nervous but desperate for relief, hesitantly obeyed his instructions. Her legs were shaking as she spread them wide open, exposing the throbbing need between them. Dr. Ashok's eyes widened slightly as he took a closer look, noting the swollen pussy clearly outlined on the underwear and the raw need etched on her face.

He reached out to gently touch her, his fingers grazing over the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. Ankita let out a soft moan, her body responding to his touch with a wave of unbearable pleasure.

"It seems your body is in a heightened state of arousal," Dr. Ravi said, his voice filled with a mixture of concern and excitement.

He gently pulled out her underwear and stared at her pussy. Ankita felt embarrassed.

"I understand how difficult this must be for you, Ankita," Dr. Ashok said, trying to reassure her. "But we need to proceed with caution to ensure your safety and well-being." He paused, considering his options. "I've got a suggestion, if you're comfortable with it."

Ankita, still feeling exposed and vulnerable, nodded her agreement. She had no idea what Dr. Ashok had in mind, but she trusted his judgment.
"I could help lessen some of the discomfort you're experiencing by... stimulating you manually," he said softly, his fingers sweeping lightly over her swollen pussy lips. Ankita shivered at the touch, her body responding almost immediately to his gentle caress.
"Is that... okay?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.
Ankita didn't know what to say. She was embarrassed, yes, but her desire was so intense
that she couldn't help but nod her head in agreement. She felt her body betray her as she not only said "yes," but also awkwardly wriggled her hips, revealing exactly how much she wanted his touch.
Doctor Ashok seemed to take note of her body language and used it to his advantage. He removed his white coat and revealed a pair of gloves, which he put on with a practiced ease. Ankita watched him intently, her eyes wide and her breath uneven.
"Is this what you want, Ankita?" he asked, his voice a mix of concern and desire. "To feel better?"
Ankita's nod was almost imperceptible, but Doctor Ashok saw it. He slid his fingers into her, feeling the heat and wetness that had built up within her. She moaned softly, her head falling back as he began to explore her.

He penetrated her deeply, his fingers finding her sweet spot and sending shivers of pleasure through her body. Ankita's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the pleasure building up within her.
"Tell me where it hurts, Ankita," he murmured, his finger moving in a slow, steady rhythm.
Ankita gasped, her eyes opening wide as she felt the most intense pleasure she had ever experienced. She bit her lips, her body arching up towards his hand as she reached the peak of her orgasm.
Doctor Ashok watched her in awe, his desire for her growing with each and every moan she made.
As Ankita slowly came back to earth, she opened her eyes to find him still kneeling between her legs, his eyes filled with lust. She gasped, realization dawn
ing on her as she saw the erection tenting his pants.
"I... I'm sorry," she stammered, feeling ashamed of the arousal she had just displayed.
But Dr. Ashok only smiled, his eyes gleaming with desire. "Ankita, it's okay. You should never have to be ashamed of your body's natural responses," he said, his voice low and sensual.

"Ankita, now can you turn around?", Ashok's breath was getting harded. 

Ankita turned around and she bit her lips as she was getting more and more aroused. 

She felt Doctor Ashok's hands on her ass as he parted her ass cheeks. 

"Are you okay?", he asked her. 

"Yes, Doctor!", she moaned softly. 

[Dinesh Raveendran]

Marvelous update

[Rakul1985]

Ashok will easily fuck his crush??

[Rakul1985]

What happened to story now ?