Adultery Lina - Young Massage Therapist Surrender to Desire

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Chapter 13: Babu (Act 4)


The makeshift tent, cobbled together from old tarps and scavenged wood, offered little protection against the biting cold of the night. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of damp earth and the faint, lingering aroma of the food Lina had shared with Babu earlier. The single blanket they shared was thin, but it was all they had. Lina lay on her side, her back to Babu, her body trembling slightly as she tried to conserve warmth. Her fair skin, usually radiant, now bore a pale hue, a testament to the chill that seeped into her bones. She was nude beneath the blanket, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, her legs pressed together as if to shield herself from the cold and perhaps from something more.

“You’ve been quiet,” Babu said, his voice low and rough, breaking the silence.

Lina hesitated, her fingers tightening around the edge of the blanket. “I... I don’t know what to say. This is... strange. I never thought I’d be here, like this.”

Babu nodded, his gaze steady. “Life has a way of surprising us.”

She bit her lip, her thoughts swirling. “I feel like I’ve been stuck in a cage, following rules that don’t make sense. Everyone expects me to be this perfect wife, this perfect woman... but I don’t know if that’s who I am anymore.”

Babu’s eyes softened, and he reached out, his calloused hand brushing against hers. “You don’t have to be anyone but yourself, Lina.”

Her breath hitched at his touch, and she looked away, her cheeks flushing. “It’s not that simple.”

“It can be,” he said quietly. “If you let it.” The silence stretched between them, heavy with unspoken thoughts. Finally, Babu shifted, his voice tentative. “You’re still cold. Let me help you warm up.”

Lina’s heart skipped a beat, and she hesitated, her mind warring with itself. “How?”
“I can rub your body,” he said, his tone gentle, almost cautious. “It’ll help build heat.”

She froze, her pulse quickening. The idea was... scandalous. Intimate. And yet, the thought of his hands on her skin sent a shiver of something unfamiliar down her spine. She listened to him, searching for any hint of ulterior motives, but all she felt was sincerity.

After a long moment, she nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. “Okay.”

Babu’s hands moved slowly, deliberately, as if he were afraid of startling her. He placed them on her hips, his touch warm and firm. “Your skin is so smooth,” he murmured, his voice low, almost reverent.

Lina’s breath caught, her body tensing under his hands. She closed her eyes, trying to steady herself, but his touch was intoxicating, his fingers tracing slow, deliberate circles over her hips. She could feel the heat building, not just from the friction of his hands, but from something deeper, something primal.

His hands moved lower, brushing over her ass cheeks, and she bit back a soft moan. She could feel the roughness of his palms against her skin, the way his fingers pressed into the soft flesh, kneading gently.

“You’re so soft,” he whispered, his voice thick with something she couldn’t quite place.

Her chest tightened, her nipples hardening under the thin fabric of her bra. She could feel his hands brushing against the lower edge of the fabric, his fingers grazing the sensitive skin just beneath.

“Babu...” she breathed, her voice trembling.
“Is this okay?” he asked, his tone gentle, almost hesitant.

She nodded, unable to find the words to speak. His hands moved higher, cupping her breasts through her bra, and she let out a soft gasp. His touch was achingly gentle, his fingers tracing the curve of her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples.

"Babu," she whispered, her voice trembling. "This is wrong...." 
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

“Can I... take off your bra?” he asked, his voice low, almost a whisper.

She hesitated, her mind warring with itself. The rational part of her screamed that this was wrong, that she was betraying Rahim, betraying herself. But another part of her, a part she had buried deep inside, longed for this, longed to feel something other than the numbness that had consumed her.

After a long moment, she nodded, her voice barely audible. “Yes.”

Babu’s hands moved to the clasp of her bra, his fingers trembling slightly as he undid it. The fabric fell away, and her breasts were exposed to the cool air, her nipples hardening instantly.

He cupped her breasts gently, his hands warm against her skin. “They’re so big... so soft,” he murmured, his voice thick with awe. Lina’s breath hitched, her body trembling under his touch. His fingers traced the curve of her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples, and she let out a soft moan.

“You’re so sensitive,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. She could feel the heat building inside her, her body responding to his touch with an intensity that shocked her. She closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensation, her breath coming in shallow gasps.

“Is this... wrong?” she asked, her voice trembling.Babu’s hands stilled, his eyes dark with desire. “I’m just trying to make you feel warm,” he said, his voice gentle.

His answer, simple yet sincere, was enough to ease her doubts. Lina closed her eyes, her body relaxing into his touch. Unconsciously, she shifted her position, her ass pressing against his thigh. She didn’t notice the way his body stiffened, the way his breath hitched as he felt the hardness of his cock against her.

Slowly, almost involuntarily, she felt herself grinding her ass against his hard cock, and he let out a soft moan. “Lina...” he breathed, his voice thick with need.

She closed her eyes, her mind spinning. She wanted to stop, wanted to pull away, but her body betrayed her, moving on its own, seeking the heat, the pleasure.

She felt his hot tongue lick her neck, his lips pressing against her skin, and she let out a soft moan. His hands crushed her breasts, his fingers kneading the soft flesh, and she arched her back, her breath quickening.

“Babu...” she breathed, her voice trembling.
He didn’t answer, his lips trailing down her neck, his hands moving over her body with a desperate urgency. She could feel his cock pressing against her ass, hard and insistent, and she ground her hips against him, her body moving on its own.

“Ohhhhhh,” he groaned, his voice thick with desire.

Her breath hitched, her body trembling. She wanted to stop, wanted to pull away, but her body betrayed her, moving on its own, seeking the heat, the pleasure. She felt his hands move to her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he dry-humped her, and she let out a soft moan, her body moving against his, her hips grinding against his thighs.

"Babu," she whispered, her voice trembling. "We shouldn’t...."

But her words were cut off by another bite to her neck, sharper this time, a mark of possession that made her gasp. His hands moved lower, his fingers brushing against the curve of her waist before slipping at her navel area. Lina’s eyes widened, her breath coming in short gasps as she realized where this was heading.
"Please," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "Don’t."

But Babu’s hands were relentless, his touch both gentle and demanding. He pressed against her, his cock hard against her ass as he continued to grind into her. Lina’s body betrayed her, her hips moving in rhythm with his, her pussy aching with need. She closed her eyes tightly, her mind racing as she tried to reconcile her desire with her loyalty to Rahim.

The tent was silent except for their labored breathing and the occasional moan that escaped Lina’s lips. The blanket had fallen away, leaving them both exposed, their bodies pressed together in a dance of heat and desire. Lina’s hands clenched into fists, her nails digging into the fabric beneath her as she tried to ground herself, to remind herself of who she was and what she stood for.

But Babu’s touch was hypnotic, his movements deliberate and skilled. He knew exactly where to touch her, how to make her body sing with pleasure. Lina’s resolve was crumbling, her thoughts a tangled mess of guilt and longing. She wanted this...wanted him...but she couldn’t allow herself to go further.

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Chapter 13: Babu (Act 5)


Lina lay on her side, her back pressed against Babu’s chest, his warmth seeping into her damp skin. She could feel the steady rise and fall of his breath, the heat of his body radiating against her. Her mind was a whirlwind of guilt and longing, her resolve teetering on the edge of collapse.
Babu’s voice broke the silence, low and husky, his breath brushing against her ear.

“Can you make me warm too?”
Lina froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned her head slightly, her eyes wide with uncertainty. “How?” she whispered, her voice trembling.

Babu’s hand moved slowly, guiding hers down his body. She felt the heat of his skin beneath. His fingers wrapped around hers, leading her hand to his hip, then lower, until her palm brushed against the hardness beneath his groin. Lina gasped, her breath catching in her throat. “Babu... I can’t...”

But Babu didn’t release her hand. His grip tightened, guiding her to the bulge in his groin. She could feel the girth of his cock, the heat radiating through the fabric. “Just touch me,” he murmured, his voice rough with need.

Her hand trembled as she hesitantly wrapped her fingers around him, feeling the length and thickness of his shaft. It was big, bigger than anything she’d ever felt before. Her mind raced, torn between pulling away and giving in. Babu groaned, his hips pressing against her hand as she began to stroke him. “

That’s it...” he whispered, his breath hot against her neck. “Just like that...”

Lina’s heart pounded as she continued, her strokes growing bolder, her fingers exploring the veins and ridges of his cock. She could feel his sweat seeping through his skin, mingling with her own slickness as her body betrayed her.

“You’re so... big,” she breathed, her voice barely audible over the storm.
Babu murmured softly, his lips brushing against her ear. “This feels good...Lina” his hand moving to cup her breast, his thumb teasing her nipple. Lina shivered, a moan escaping her lips as pleasure coursed through her.

She wanted to protest, to tell him to stop, but her body was responding, her hips grinding against his as heat pooled between her legs. Babu’s fingers moved lower, slipping beneath her thighs, brushing against the wetness of her pussy. “You’re so wet,” he whispered, his voice thick with desire. “Let me make you feel better”

Lina’s breath hitched as his fingers slid inside her, teasing her sensitive flesh. “Babu... we can’t...” she gasped, her voice shaky with need.

But Babu didn’t stop. His fingers moved deeper, curling inside her as his thumb circled her clit. Lina’s hips bucked, a moan escaping her lips as pleasure shot through her. “You’re so tight,” Babu groaned, his cock pressing against her ass as he continued to finger her. “This feel so good...”

Lina’s mind was a blur of guilt and ecstasy, her body betraying her with every moan and gasp. She could feel Babu’s cock throbbing against her, his hips grinding against her ass as he continued to pleasure her. “I... I can’t...I'm  married ” she whimpered, her voice trembling with desire.

But Babu didn’t stop. His fingers moved faster, deeper, hitting that sweet spot inside her that made her toes curl. “You’re so close,” he whispered, his breath hot against her neck. “Let go, Lina. Let go for me.”

"Stop," she whispered again, her voice firmer this time. But even as she spoke, her resolve shattered as pleasure overwhelmed her, her body trembling as she came, her pussy clenching around Babu’s fingers. “Oh god...” she moaned, her voice breaking as waves of ecstasy washed over her.

Babu’s hands paused, his breath hot against her neck as he considered her plea.

The tension between them was palpable, the air thick with unspoken desires and unasked questions. Lina lay there, panting, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her climax. She was torn, her mind warring with her body, her loyalty to Rahim clashing with the primal need that Babu had awakened within her.

And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, Babu’s hands stilled. He pulled away slightly, his breath ragged as he looked for an answer. The moment hung in the balance, the outcome uncertain.

Lina’s eyes remained closed, her body still flush against his, her pussy still wet with desire. She was acutely aware of his presence, of the hardness of his cock, of the way his breath ghosted over her skin. But she didn’t open her eyes, didn’t speak, didn’t move. She simply waited, her heart pounding in her chest, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions.

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Chapter 14: Babu (Act 6)


The cold gnawed at Lina’s skin, biting through the thin blanket that barely covered her and Babu. She shivered, pressing her back and hips closer to him, her breath catching in her throat as she felt the hard length of his erection brush against her ass.

She hadn’t meant to do that. Her cheeks burned, but she couldn’t pull away...not with the freezing air wrapping around them like a vice. Babu’s warmth was the only thing keeping her from succumbing to the chill.

“Lina,” Babu’s voice was low, rough, and tinged with something she couldn’t quite place. “Do you trust me?”

She hesitated, her heart pounding. Trust? After everything that had happened tonight? But she nodded anyway, her voice barely audible. “Yes.”

Babu shifted slightly, his breath warm against her ear. “Close your eyes. Lie on your back. I’ll make you feel warmer.”

Lina’s stomach flipped, but she obeyed, lying down slowly and closing her eyes beneath the blanket. Her legs stayed pressed tightly together, her body tense with anticipation. She felt Babu move beside her, his thin frame adjusting as he propped himself up on his elbows. Then, he was on top of her, his body hovering over hers, the blanket still covering them both.

Her eyes flew open, wide with shock. “Babu...what are you...”
“It’s the best way to retain body heat,” he murmured, his voice steady despite the tremble in his hands. His cock rested just below her stomach, hot and heavy against her skin. Lina’s breath hitched as his chest pressed against her breasts, his bearded face hovering inches from hers.

His scent...musky, unwashed, and oddly comforting filled her nostrils. His lips brushed against her neck, sending a shiver down her spine.

“Are you okay?” Babu asked gently, his breath warm against her skin.
Lina nodded, though her head was spinning. “I… I think so.”

Babu let out a soft sigh, his voice trembling with emotion. “I… I miss being close like this. When I was a child, I used to rest my head on my mother’s chest. The warmth, the heartbeat… it was comforting.”

Lina’s heart ached for him, and before she could stop herself, she whispered, “You… you can put your head here. On my chest.”

Tears welled in Babu’s eyes as he murmured his thanks, carefully resting his head on her breasts. His hands moved slowly, tentatively, as he touched her skin, his fingers tracing the curve of her breasts. Lina’s breath caught, her nipples hardening under his touch. She tried to cover herself, but Babu gently pushed her hands aside, his lips finding one of her nipples.

“Babu...wait..” she gasped, her body arching instinctively. His mouth was warm, wet, and it felt so good. He sucked gently at first, then harder, his tongue swirling around her nipple as his saliva slicked her skin. Lina’s moans filled the tent, her hands gripping his shoulders as pleasure coursed through her.

“Slow down,” she whispered, her voice trembling. Babu obeyed, his touch softening as he alternated between her breasts, sucking and licking until she was trembling beneath him. Her body burned with need, her arousal spiraling out of control.

Babu’s lips trailed lower, kissing a path down her stomach until he reached the wet heat between her thighs. He parted her legs gently, his breath hot against her pussy. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

Lina’s breath hitched as Babu’s tongue touched her, licking her with slow, deliberate strokes. The sensation was overwhelming, his tongue diving deep into her, tasting her, driving her closer to the edge. Her hips bucked against his mouth, her moans filling the tent as she reached her climax, her body trembling with pleasure.

Babu didn’t stop. His hands gripped her thighs, holding her open as he continued to lap at her pussy, his tongue moving faster, deeper, until she was gasping and writhing beneath him. Her second climax hit her harder than the first, her body shaking as she cried out, her fingers tangling in Babu’s hair.

When he finally pulled away, Lina was panting, her body slick with sweat and his saliva. Babu’s face hovered above hers, his cock pressing against her entrance as he dry-humped her gently, teasing her with the promise of what was to come.

“Please,” Lina whispered, her voice trembling. “Don’t… don’t enter me.”

But even as she said the words, her body betrayed her, her hips lifting to meet his. Babu’s eyes darkened with need as he kissed her deeply, his tongue tangling with hers. “You’re so wet Lina” he groaned. “I need to feel you.”
Lina hesitated, her heart racing. “It’s too big… it won’t fit…”

But Babu was already moving, his hands gripping her hips as he pressed the head of his cock against her tight entrance. Lina gasped, her body tensing as he entered her slowly, inch by agonizing inch. The stretch was unbearable, her moans turning into cries of pain as he filled her completely, his cock hitting her womb.

“Owwhhh” Babu groaned, his voice rough with pleasure. “You’re very tight!!”
Lina’s breath came in shallow gasps, tears streaming down her cheeks as she adjusted to his size. Babu kissed her gently, his hands smoothing over her trembling body. “I’ll go slow,” he promised, his voice soft.

And he did, rocking her hips gently as he thrust into her with long, slow strokes. The pain began to fade, replaced by a deep, aching pleasure that made Lina’s head spin. Her moans grew louder, her legs wrapping around Babu’s hips as she clung to him, her nails digging into his back.

Babu’s cock moved in and out of her, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her body. Her pussy clenched around him, her orgasm building once more as she surrendered herself completely to the sensation.

Babu’s lips found hers again, his kisses deep and desperate as he fucked her harder, faster, his cock hitting her womb with every thrust.

When he finally pulled out, Lina’s body trembled with need, her pussy pulsing with emptiness. Babu’s eyes gleamed as he moved her gently, positioning her on her hands and knees. “Trust me,” he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion.

Lina nodded, her body thrumming with anticipation as Babu positioned himself behind her, his cock pressing against her entrance once more. She bit her lip, murmuring "Please be gentle", as she waited for him to fill her again, knowing that this was just the beginning.

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Chapter 14: Babu (Act 7)


The smell of Babu’s unwashed body was potent, a mix of sweat and something earthy that lingered in the air. Though it was cold outside, the confined space felt warm, almost stifling, as the storm raged beyond the thin walls of the tent.

Lina shivered, wrapping her arms around herself as she tried to process everything that had happened. Her body ached, her mind was a whirlwind of guilt and confusion. She glanced at Babu, who sat across from her, his dark eyes watching her with an intensity that made her stomach twist. His unkempt hair framed his weathered face, and his ragged clothes hung loosely on his lean frame. Despite his disheveled appearance, there was something commanding about him, something that made her pulse quicken.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Babu’s voice was low, rough, yet surprisingly gentle.
Lina hesitated, her lower lip trembling. “I don’t know what to say. I… I feel so guilty. I’m married, Babu. My husband… he trusts me. And here I am, sitting naked with you, sweating in the cold, and… I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore.”

Babu leaned forward slightly, his gaze never leaving hers. “You’re here because you’re human, Lina. Because life has pushed you into corners you never thought you’d find yourself in. You’re not the first woman to feel lost, and you won’t be the last.”

She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. “But it’s wrong, Babu. What I’m doing… it’s wrong.”

Babu’s hand reached out, hesitating for a moment before he gently placed it on her knee. “Surrender to me tonight, Lina. Just for tonight. Let go of the guilt, the confusion. Let me take care of you.”

Babu’s hand stilled for a moment, then continued its exploration, his touch firm but gentle. “Sometimes,” he said, his breath hot against her neck, “we need to forget who we are, just for a little while.”

Lina’s breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest. She looked at him, searching his face for any sign of deceit or malice, but all she saw was sincerity. “I don’t know if I can,” she whispered.

“You can,” Babu said softly. “Trust me.”
Lina hesitated, her mind warring with itself.

But the warmth of his hand on her knee, the intensity in his gaze, the way his presence seemed to anchor her in the storm...it all pulled her in. Slowly, she nodded.

Babu’s lips curved into a faint smile, and he moved closer, his hand sliding up her thigh. “Good girl. Now, let me make you feel something other than guilt.”

Lina’s breath quickened as Babu guided her onto all fours. Her knees sank into the thin mattress, her hands gripping the edges as he positioned himself behind her. She could feel the heat of his body, the way his presence loomed over her, filling the cramped space with an undeniable tension.

“Look at you,” Babu murmured, his voice thick with desire. “So beautiful, so ripe. I’ve never seen a woman like you.”

Lina’s cheeks flushed, her heart racing as she felt his hands glide over her hips, tracing the curve of her ass. His touch was firm, possessive, yet tender in a way that made her shiver. She bit her lip, her body trembling as he leaned closer, his breath hot against her back.

“You’re feeling guilty, aren’t you?” Babu’s voice was a low rumble, his lips brushing against her skin as he spoke.

Lina nodded, her voice barely a whisper. “Yes.”
“But your body… it’s saying something else, isn’t it?” His hands moved to her waist, gripping her firmly as he positioned himself at her entrance.

Lina’s breath caught, her heart pounding as she felt the tip of his cock press against her. “Babu…I...”
“Shh...just feel” he murmured, brushing a kiss against her spine. “Tell me, Lina. Are you ready to receive me?”

She hesitated, her mind screaming for her to stop, to pull away, but her body betrayed her. Slowly, reluctantly, she nodded. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice trembling.

Babu’s hands tightened on her hips, and he pushed forward, his cock entering her with a slow, steady motion. Lina’s breath hitched, her nails digging into the mattress as she felt him fill her. He was big, so big, and she could feel every inch of him stretching her, making her gasp with a mix of pain and pleasure.

“Relax,” Babu murmured, his voice strained as he held himself still inside her. “Let me take care of you.”

Lina squeezed her eyes shut, tears slipping down her cheeks as she tried to focus on the sensation rather than the guilt clawing at her chest. Slowly, Babu began to move, his hips rocking against hers with long, deliberate thrusts. The pain began to fade, replaced by a deep, aching pleasure that made her cry out.

“Oh God,” Lina moaned, her voice breaking as she felt him hit a spot inside her that sent sparks of pleasure coursing through her body. “Babu, it’s… it’s too much.”

“No,” Babu growled, his hands gripping her hips harder as he fucked her with a relentless rhythm. “You can take it, Lina. You’re stronger than you think.”

Lina’s body trembled, her moans growing louder as she felt herself being overwhelmed by the sensation. Babu’s cock moved in and out of her, each thrust driving her closer to the edge. Her pussy clenched around him, her orgasm building with every stroke.

“You’re so tight,” Babu groaned, his voice rough with need. “So fucking tight. I’ve never felt anything like this.”

This was raw, primal, a hunger being sated.
As Babu’s pace quickened, Lina felt herself losing control. Her nails dug into the mattress, her body arching with each thrust. She was shocked at the intensity, at the way Babu seemed to know exactly where to touch, how to move, to push her closer and closer to the edge.

He reached around, his rough hands cupping her breasts, squeezing them possessively. Lina cried out, her voice echoing in the confined space of the tent. She was drowning in sensation, her body on fire, her mind a blur of pleasure and guilt.

“Babu… please…” she panted, her voice hoarse. “Don’t stop…”
He chuckled, a deep rumble in his chest, his thrusts becoming harder, faster. “Not a chance, Lina,” he growled. “You’re mine tonight.”

His words, though possessive, sent a thrill through her. She was his, if only for this fleeting moment. The thought, though forbidden, only heightened her arousal.

“Babu… I’m…” she gasped, her body tightening, the pleasure building to an unbearable crescendo.
“Let go, Lina,” he urged, his voice thick with desire. “Let me feel you come.”

And she did. Her body shook as orgasm ripped through her, a wave of pleasure so intense it left her breathless. Babu continued to thrust, his own release building, his grunts filling the tent.

Babu leaned closer, his breath hot against Lina’s ear. “I haven’t released my cum in years,” he confessed, his voice rough with desire. “Tonight, I want to cum inside you, Lina.”

Lina’s heart raced, her body trembling as she felt the weight of his words. She shook her head, panic rising in her chest. “No, Babu, please… don’t do it inside. I can’t… I don’t want to get pregnant,” she pleaded, her voice trembling with fear and guilt.

Babu’s grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh. “Tonight, you’re mine, Lina,” he growled, his tone turned dark and possessive.

"I’ll make sure you’re filled to the brim. You're going to carry my child...Lina”

Lina’s breath hitched, her mind a whirlwind of panic and confusion. She tried to push herself away, to free herself from his grip, but Babu held her firmly in place. His cock swelled inside her, signaling his impending release.

I’m going to cum,” Babu groaned, his voice trembling with urgency. “You can feel it, can’t you? I’m not letting you go, Lina."

Tears welled in Lina’s eyes as she felt his cock pulsate, the first wave of his thick release flooding her. Her guilt surged, her conscience screaming at her to stop, to pull away, but she was powerless against his unyielding grip. “No, Babu, please…” she whispered, her voice breaking.

But Babu didn’t stop. He kept thrusting, his hips moving relentlessly as he pumped every last drop of his cum deep inside her. Lina’s body trembled, her pussy clenching around him as he filled her completely. Babu’s breath came in ragged gasps, his release finally spent as he slumped over her, his forehead pressing against her back.

“You’re mine, Lina,” he murmured, his voice low and possessive. “Tonight, you’re mine.”

They both collapsed onto the mattress, their bodies trembling with exhaustion. Lina’s mind was a whirlwind of emotions...guilt, pleasure, confusion as she lay there, Babu’s seed spilling out of her pussy and mingling with her own juices. She closed her eyes, tears slipping down her cheeks as she tried to make sense of what she had just done.

Babu’s hand reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You’re beautiful,” he murmured, his voice soft, almost reverent.

She pushed Babu off, her body feeling strangely empty despite the warmth still radiating from her skin. He rolled onto his back, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips.
Lina, her heart pounding, scrambled to her feet, grabbing the blanket to cover herself.

She didn’t know what she was feeling, what she was supposed to feel. All she knew was that, in that moment, she was lost, lost in the storm, lost in Babu’s arms, lost in herself.

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Chapter 14: Babu (Act 8)


Lina lay sprawled on the mattress, her body slick with sweat, her breathing labored. Babu’s seed still trickled out of her, pooling beneath her thighs. The air in the tent was thick, humid, and smelled of sex with musky, primal, and raw. She turned her head slightly, her eyes locking onto Babu’s. His chest rose and fell as he caught his breath, his unkempt beard glistening with sweat. For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Then Lina’s face twisted into a scowl. She pushed herself up, her hands trembling as she glared at him. “You… you promised,” she hissed, her voice shaking with a mixture of anger and hurt. “You said you wouldn’t… that you’d pull out. But you just… you just came inside me like I was some… some slut.”

Babu’s eyes widened, and he reached out, his hand hovering uncertainly in the air. “Lina, I… I didn’t mean to...”

“Didn’t mean to?” she snapped, cutting him off. Her voice cracked as tears welled up in her eyes. “You turned into them. All of them. Uncle Lim, Alan… even Rahim. You just… you used me, Babu. I thought you were different, but you’re just like the rest.”

Babu’s expression softened, guilt flickering across his weathered face. He sat up slowly, his movements careful, as though trying not to startle her. “Lina,” he said, his voice low and sincere, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. It’s just… I got caught up in the moment. I couldn’t stop myself.”

Lina shook her head, her hair clinging to her damp skin. “You didn’t even try,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “You didn’t even listen to me.”

Babu reached out again, this time grazing her shoulder with his rough fingers. She flinched but didn’t pull away. “I’m sorry,” he repeated, his voice heavy with regret. “But… but I wanted to give you something. A gift.”

Lina blinked, confusion mingling with her anger. “A gift?” she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper.

Babu nodded, his eyes searching hers. “A child,” he said quietly. “I know your husband… Rahim… he can’t give you one. And I thought… I thought maybe I could. It’s the least I could do after… after you let me make love to you.”

Lina stared at him, her mind reeling. “A child?” she murmured, her voice hollow. “You thought… you thought I’d want just that?” Babu hesitated, then nodded again. “I haven’t… I haven’t been with many women,” he admitted, his voice tinged with shame.

“Just one other beggar, years ago. You’re only the second. And I… I thought maybe I could give you something meaningful. Something that would make you happy.”

Lina’s anger began to reduce, replaced by a strange, aching sadness. She looked down at her hands, her fingers trembling. “I’m not… I’m not a slut,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I didn’t want this. Any of it.”

Babu’s hand moved to caress her cheek, his touch surprisingly gentle. “I know,” he said softly. “You’re not a slut, Lina. You’re a beautiful, kind woman. And I… I got carried away. I’m sorry.”

Lina sighed, her shoulders slumping. She felt exhausted, both physically and emotionally. “I should go,” she murmured, glancing toward the tent flap. “Rahim… he’ll be worried.”

Babu shook his head. “It’s too dangerous,” he said quickly. “The storm’s still raging, and the dogs… they’re still out there. Stay with me tonight. Let me… let me comfort you.”

Lina hesitated, her mind torn between her guilt and the warmth of Babu’s closeness. “I… I don’t know,” she whispered.

Babu leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, tentative kiss. “Please,” he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. “Trust me.”

Lina’s resistance wavered, and she found herself leaning into the kiss, her body betraying her once again. She felt Babu’s hands move to her breasts, his rough fingers kneading the soft flesh, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. She gasped, a shiver running through her as he sucked and teased them, his mouth hot and insistent.

“Babu…” she breathed, her voice trembling. “I… I’m sore.” He pulled back slightly, his eyes meeting hers. “I’ll be gentle,” he promised, his voice low and soothing. “Just let me take care of you.”

Lina hesitated, then nodded reluctantly. Babu guided her down onto the mattress, his hands roaming her body with a mixture of tenderness and desire. He kissed her deeply, his tongue searching for hers, as he moved between her legs. His cock, now limp and sticky with their combined fluids, brushed against her thigh, and he sighed, still craving more.

“Suck me,” he murmured, his voice thick with need. “I want to feel your mouth on me again.”

Lina hesitated, then leaned forward, her lips brushing against the tip of his cock. The smell of him strong, musky, and unmistakably male filled her nostrils, and she wrinkled her nose slightly. But she continued, her tongue darting out to lick the cum from the tip. Babu groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as she sucked him, her mouth struggling to accommodate his size.

“That’s it,” he murmured, his voice rough with pleasure. “Take me in deeper.”
Lina obeyed, her head bobbing up and down as she worked his cock, her gag reflex kicking in as she tried to take more of him. Babu groaned again, his hips bucking slightly as he gripped her hair tighter.

“Owwhhh, Lina,” he gasped. “You’re so good.”

After a few minutes, he pulled her away, his cock now fully erect once more. He moved her onto his lap, her legs straddling his hips, and positioned his cock at her entrance. Lina winced slightly, still sore from their earlier coupling, but Babu kissed her deeply, his hands roaming her body as he eased himself inside her.

“Slowly,” he murmured, his voice low and soothing. “Let yourself feel it.”

Lina did, her hips moving slowly as she rode him, her body adjusting to his size once more. She moaned softly, pleasure mingling with the lingering ache as she felt every inch of him inside her. Babu’s hands moved to her breasts, kneading and squeezing them as she rode him, his lips brushing against her neck.

“You’re incredible,” he murmured, his voice filled with awe. “I’ve never… never felt anything like this.”

Lina’s pace quickened, her body moving on its own as the pleasure built once more. Babu’s thrusts became harder, deeper, and she gasped, her hands clutching his shoulders for support.

Secretly, Babu’s mind was consumed with a single, primal desire to fill Lina with as much of his seed as possible, to ensure she carried his child. His thoughts raced, torn between the urge to keep fucking her endlessly tonight and the deeper, more insistent need to make her pregnant. She’s so beautiful, he thought. She deserves to carry my child.

After another twenty minutes of relentless riding, Babu pulled Lina closer to him, his rough hands gripping her hips tightly. He alternated between kissing her lips hungrily and sucking on her breasts, his mouth hot and demanding. Lina’s moans grew louder, her body trembling with a mix of pleasure and exhaustion.

“Babu… please, slow down,” she gasped, her voice shaky. But Babu didn’t listen. Instead, he increased his pace, thrusting harder and deeper into her. “Please, Lina,” he pleaded, his voice ragged with desperation. “Let me cum inside you. I… I want to feel you”

Lina hesitated, her mind racing. She looked into his eyes, seeing the raw need and sincerity there. He really wants this, she thought. And though she was sore and conflicted, she found herself nodding, her body surrendering to his rhythm once more. She didn’t fight back this time, riding him harder, determined to satisfy his needs.

Babu’s breath hitched as he felt his climax building. “I’m going to cum,” he groaned, his voice trembling with urgency. “Receive my seed, Lina. Please… carry my child.”

Lina’s eyes widened in shock at his words, but there was no time to protest. The waves of thick, hot cum surged inside her, filling her in a way that was both overwhelming and undeniable. She collapsed on top of his body, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she felt every drop of his release spilling deep within her.

Babu held her tightly, his hands stroking her back gently as he whispered, “Thank you, Lina. Thank you for letting me give you this gift.”

Lina lay there, her mind a whirlwind of emotions. She didn’t know what to say, or even what to think. But one thing was clear, Babu’s seed was inside her now, and the possibility of carrying his child was no longer just a distant thought, but a very real reality.

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Chapter 14: Babu (Act 9)


Lina lay on the mattress, her body still humming from Babu’s relentless passion. The small, cramped tent was filled with the musk of sweat and sex, the air thick with the scent of their shared intimacy. Her legs trembled faintly as she stared up at the canvas ceiling, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Babu’s breathing was steady now, his frail frame rising and falling in a peaceful rhythm beside her. She turned her head slightly to look at him his unkempt hair, his weathered face softened by sleep. He looked almost innocent, despite the hunger he’d shown her moments ago.

She sighed softly, her fingers tracing idle patterns on her stomach. Her skin felt sticky and raw, the remnants of Babu’s cum still trickling out of her. She couldn’t deny the way her body had responded to him the way he’d made her feel alive, desired in a way she hadn’t felt in years. But guilt gnawed at her, a constant reminder of Rahim, of the vows she’d broken, of the life she was supposed to be living.

The memory of Rahim's impotence, the hollow ache of unfulfilled desire, gnawed at her. She knew it was impossible with him, his sperm weak, his body broken by stress. The doctor's words echoed in her mind, a cruel sentence: "Your husband's sperm are the reason you're not getting pregnant." The desperation clawed at her, a feral thing, driving her to this tent, to this man.

Quietly, Lina sat up, wincing as her sore muscles protested. She reached for her clothes, which were strewn haphazardly across the tent’s floor. Her movements were slow, deliberate, as though she were trying not to wake him. But as she pulled her shirt over her head, she knocked over a tin can that had been sitting precariously on a makeshift shelf. The sound jolted Babu awake, his eyes snapping open as he sat up abruptly.

“Lina?” His voice was groggy, laced with confusion and concern. “Where are you going?”
She froze, her heart pounding in her chest. “I… I need to go home,” she said softly, avoiding his gaze. “It’s late, and Rahim… he’ll be worried.”

Babu’s face fell, a flicker of hurt crossing his features. “You’re leaving? Just like that?” He reached out, his hand brushing against her arm. “I thought… I thought what we had tonight meant something.”
Lina hesitated, her chest tightening. “It did, Babu. It did mean something. But…” She trailed off, her voice trembling. “I can’t pretend this is okay. I’m married. I have a life that doesn’t include you.”

Babu’s eyes searched hers, his expression raw with emotion. “Are you upset about me cumming inside you?” he asked, his voice low and pleading. “I didn’t mean to hurt you, Lina. I just… I wanted to share something special with you. Something real.”

She shook her head, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “It’s not your fault. I let it happen. I wanted it too.” She bit her lip, her voice barely above a whisper. “But that doesn’t make it right.”

Babu stood, closing the distance between them. His hands cupped her face gently, his touch warm and reassuring. “Lina, you’re the most beautiful thing that’s ever happened to me. I don’t want to lose you. Not yet.” He pulled her into a tight embrace, his voice muffled against her hair. “Stay with me. Just one more time.”

Her resolve wavered, her body instinctively leaning into his. She knew she should leave, knew she should walk away before they crossed another line. But the way he held her, the way he spoke to her, it was intoxicating. She felt wanted, cherished in a way she hadn’t felt in years.

“Okay,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “One more time. But… you have to promise me you’ll be gentle. And… you’ll cum outside. Not inside me.” Babu’s eyes darkened with desire, his grip on her tightening. “I promise,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. “But Lina… I need you. Every part of you.”

She nodded, her breath hitching as he began to undress her once more. His hands were slow, reverent, as they slid her shirt off her shoulders and down her arms. Her bra followed, his fingers lingering on her breasts, teasing her nipples until they hardened under his touch. She gasped, her body responding to him despite her lingering guilt.

Babu lowered her onto the mattress, his body hovering over hers. His lips trailed down her neck, his breath hot against her skin as he kissed a path to her collarbone. His hands explored her body, mapping every curve and dip with a hunger that made her shiver. He cupped her breasts, squeezing them gently before leaning down to suckle at her nipples. Lina moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair as she arched into his mouth.

“Babu…” she breathed, her voice trembling with need. “Please…”
He moved lower, his lips trailing kisses down her stomach. His fingers hooked into the waistband of her pants, sliding them down her legs along with her panties. She was completely exposed now, her body laid bare before him. His eyes darkened with lust as he took her in, his gaze lingering on her glistening pussy.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. “I’ll never get enough of you.”

He positioned himself between her legs, his hands gripping her thighs as he leaned down. His tongue darted out, licking a slow, torturous path up her slit. Lina cried out, her hips bucking against his mouth as pleasure shot through her. He licked and sucked at her clit, his tongue flicking over the sensitive nub until she was trembling with need.

“Babu… I can’t…” she gasped, her hands gripping the mattress as she teetered on the edge of climax.
He pulled away, his eyes meeting hers as he positioned himself at her entrance. His cock was hard, throbbing with need as he pressed against her. “Tell me you want this,” he whispered, his voice rough with desire. “Tell me you want me inside you.”

Lina hesitated, her chest rising and falling with quickened breaths. “I… I want you,” she admitted, her voice trembling. “But… pull out. Promise me you’ll pull out.”

Babu nodded, his eyes filled with determination. “I promise.”
He pushed into her slowly, his cock stretching her as he filled her completely. Lina moaned, her legs wrapping around his waist as he began to move. His thrusts were slow at first, each one deliberate and deep, hitting that sweet spot inside her that made her gasp. But soon, his pace quickened, his hips slamming into hers with a newfound urgency.

“Owwhhh, Lina…” he groaned, his voice rough with need. “You feel so good. So fucking tight.”

She moaned, her nails digging into his back as he fucked her harder, faster. Her body moved with his, her hips meeting his thrusts as pleasure built inside her. She could feel his cock hitting her cervix, could feel his cum building up inside him. She knew he was close, could hear it in the way he groaned her name.

“Babu… please…” she gasped, her voice trembling. “Pull out…”

Just as Babu was about to cum inside her, he paused, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Wait,” he said, pulling back slightly.

Lina blinked, confusion flickering across her face. “What’s wrong?”
Babu grinned, a sly smile that made her heart skip a beat. “I want to try something different.”

Before she could protest, he took her hand and led her out of the tent. The cold morning air hit her skin like a slap, making her shiver. She instinctively covered herself, her eyes darting around nervously.

“Babu, what are you doing? Someone might see us,” she hissed, her voice trembling.

He chuckled softly, guiding her toward the cold, damp wall of the alleyway next to the tent. “No one’s here, Lina. Trust me.”

She hesitated, her heart racing as she leaned against the wall, her hands resting on the rough surface. Babu positioned himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he widened her legs.

“Babu, please… let’s go back inside,” she pleaded, her voice shaky.
He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. “Lina, try something different for once,” he murmured, his voice low and coaxing. “You’ll like it.”

Before she could respond, he entered her from behind, his cock sliding deep inside her with one smooth thrust. Lina gasped, her hands clutching the wall as he began to move, his hips slamming against hers with a fervor that left her breathless.

The cold air contrasted with the heat of their bodies, sending shivers down her spine. Babu’s hands gripped her breasts, squeezing them roughly as he fucked her hard and fast. Lina could feel every inch of him hitting her cervix, the sensation overwhelming.

“Oh God, Babu…” she moaned, her voice muffled against the wall.
“You feel so fucking good,” he groaned, his thrusts becoming more erratic.
Lina’s shyness melted away, replaced by a raw, primal need. “Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice trembling with desperation.

Babu obliged, his cock pounding into her relentlessly. Lina could feel his cum building, his movements growing more urgent.

“Lina… can I cum inside you?” he asked, his voice strained.
“No,” she gasped, her body trembling. “Cum outside.”
Babu groaned, his grip tightening on her hips. “Lina…Just this once. Please.” His voice was raw, pleading. “I want to feel you, all of you.”

She shook her head, her resolve firm despite the desire coursing through her. “Outside,” she whispered.

Babu’s face lit up with frustration, his thrusts becoming harder, faster. “Lina… I’m going to cum,” he groaned, his voice rough with need. “I can't stop.....”

“Babu… please…” she gasped, her voice firm. “Cum outside …”

With a ragged breath, Babu pulled out just in time, his cum erupting onto her ass cheeks in thick, hot spurts. Lina gasped, shocked by the sheer amount of his release.

They stumbled back into the tent, their bodies exhausted but sated. Babu pulled Lina close, his arms wrapping around her as they lay on the mattress.

For a long moment, neither of them spoke. Babu pulled her closer, her back resting against his chest under the blanket. His arms wrapped around her, holding her tightly.

“You’re incredible, Lina,” he murmured, his voice soft and filled with emotion. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.” She closed her eyes, her body still humming from the intensity of their lovemaking. “I’ve never felt this way either,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “But… this can’t happen again, Babu. I can’t keep betraying Rahim like this.”

He nodded, his grip on her tightening. “I know,” he said softly. “But for tonight… let’s just forget about everything else. Let’s just be together.”

Lina sighed, her body relaxing against his. For tonight, at least, she could forget about the guilt, the pain, the endless cycle of betrayal.

As dawn broke, Lina dressed quietly, her movements careful not to wake Babu. She glanced at him one last time, her heart aching with the weight of everything they’d shared. “Goodbye, Babu,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

And with that, she slipped out of the tent, leaving behind the storm, the alleyway, and the man who had shown her a side of herself she never knew existed.

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Chapter 15: Rahim (Act 6)


The morning sun was barely creeping over the horizon as Lina walked briskly through the quiet streets, her footsteps echoing in the stillness of dawn. Her body still carried the faint ache of the stormy night, a reminder of the choices she’d made. She kept her head down, her thoughts a tangled mess of guilt and longing. She didn’t dare look back at the alley where Babu still slept. That chapter of her life was over now.

When she finally reached her home, the front door creaked open to reveal Rahim pacing the living room, his face etched with worry. He spun around at the sound, relief flooding his features.

“Lina! Where have you been? I’ve been out of my mind!” he exclaimed, rushing toward her. His hands gripped her shoulders, his gaze scanning her face for answers.

She forced a tired smile, her heart pounding in her chest. “There was a storm…just outside of the shop and I got caught in it. My phone died, and I  decided to put up at the massage parlor. I’m sorry...Rahim... I worried you.”

Rahim pulled her into a tight embrace, his warmth a stark contrast to the chill that still clung to her skin. “Thank God you’re safe,” he murmured into her hair. “I thought something horrible had happened.”

Lina swallowed hard, guilt twisting in her gut. She stepped back slightly, reaching into her bag and pulling out the crumpled bills she’d earned from Uncle Lim and Alan. She shoved them into Rahim’s hands without meeting his eyes.

“Here,” she said quietly. “This should help. With the shop.”
Rahim stared at the money, his brow furrowed. “Where did you get this?”
Lina shrugged, brushing past him toward the kitchen. Her voice was steady, rehearsed. “Tips from clients. I’ve been saving up for few months.”

Rahim hesitated for a moment before following her. His tone softened as he watched her pour herself a glass of water. “You didn’t have to do that, Lina. You know I appreciate everything you do…”

She turned to face him, forcing another smile. “I have also quit my job,” she blurted out, cutting him off. “Rahim...I want to help you with the shop full-time. We’ll make it work together.”
Rahim’s eyes widened, surprise and gratitude flickering across his face. He stepped closer, his hands gently cupping her cheeks. “Are you sure? You loved that job…”

Lina nodded, though her chest tightened at the lie. “I know....but...It’s time for a change,” she said softly. “We’re partners, aren’t we? I want to be there for you.”

Rahim’s smile was blinding, his relief palpable. He leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to her lips. “You’re amazing, you know that?”

Her heart ached as she kissed him back, her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt. For a moment, she let herself sink into the familiarity of his touch, the warmth of his body against hers. But the ghost of Babu lingered in her mind, the memory of his rough hands and whispered promises threatening to unravel her.

When Rahim pulled back, his eyes were bright with newfound determination. “Let’s make this work, Lina. Together.”
She nodded, her throat tight. “Yes...together.”

As they moved to sit at the small kitchen table, Rahim began excitedly outlining his plans for the shop, his voice filled with hope. Lina listened, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. She tried to focus on his words, on the future they were building, but her mind kept drifting back to the tent, to the storm, to Babu.

She thought of the way he’d touched her, the way he’d made her feel alive in a way she hadn’t felt in years. But she knew it was wrong. She knew it couldn’t last.

“Lina?” Rahim’s voice cut through her thoughts, concern etched into his features. “Are you okay? You seem… distant.”

She forced a smile, shaking her head. “I’m fine. Just tired. It’s been a long night.”
Rahim reached across the table, his hand covering hers. “Get some rest. We’ll figure everything out later.”

Lina nodded, standing slowly. “Okay.”
As she walked toward their bedroom, she couldn’t shake the feeling that something inside her had shifted irreparably. She paused at the doorway, glancing back at Rahim, who was already absorbed in scribbling notes for the shop.

For a fleeting moment, she wondered if he could sense the guilt that clawed at her chest. But he didn’t look up, didn’t notice the way her hands trembled or the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes.

She stepped into the bedroom, closing the door softly behind her. The room felt suffocating, the walls closing in around her. She leaned against the door, sliding down until she was sitting on the floor, her knees pulled to her chest.

“What have I done?” she whispered to the empty room, her voice trembling.
Her mind raced, replaying every moment of the night...Babu’s hands on her body, her breathless moans, the way she’d surrendered to him completely. She pressed her palms to her face, trying to block out the memories, but they only grew sharper, more vivid.

She thought of Rahim, of how much he trusted her, how much he loved her. And here she was, hiding this enormous secret from him. She felt sick with guilt, her stomach churning.

But even as the guilt consumed her, a small, treacherous part of her couldn’t help but yearn for those stolen moments with Babu. The way he’d made her feel seen, desired, alive.

She squeezed her eyes shut, tears slipping down her cheeks. “I can’t do this,” she whispered to herself. “I can’t keep pretending.”

But what choice did she have? She couldn’t tell Rahim. She couldn’t destroy everything they’d built together over one reckless night.

She stayed there on the floor for what felt like hours, her mind spinning in endless circles. Eventually, exhaustion overtook her, and she crawled into bed, burying herself under the covers.

As she drifted into an uneasy sleep, she promised herself that this would be the end of it. No more secrets. No more lies. But deep down, she knew it wasn’t that simple. Once you’ve crossed a line, there’s no going back. And Lina had crossed a line she never thought she would.

She just hoped she could live with the consequences.

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Chapter 15: Ravi & Kumar (Act 4)


Lina had always been a hard worker, but taking on a more active role in the sundry shop had given her a new sense of purpose. The shop, nestled in the heart of their neighborhood, had quickly become a bustling hub. Most days, it was filled with familiar faces...neighbors picking up their daily essentials, kids stopping by for snacks after college, and the occasional passerby drawn in by the shop’s charm. It was a far cry from her previous routine, and she found herself enjoying the rhythm of it all.

Rahim had been thrilled when she suggested joining him full-time. “It’ll be better this way,” he’d said with a wide grin. “We’ll be working together, building something for us.” And he was right. The shop had flourished, with the locals appreciating the convenience and the personal touch Lina and Rahim brought to their service.

But tonight wasn’t about the shop’s success alone. It was about celebrating a milestone, a moment to acknowledge how far they’d come. They had invited Ravi and Kumar to join them, though Lina couldn’t help but feel a pang of unease at the thought. The two were Rahim’s closest friends, but they also carried a history with her that she’d rather forget.

As she adjusted the straps of her dress, Lina took a deep breath as she smoothed the black mini dress over her hips, the fabric clinging to her curves in a way that made her cheeks flush. It was a rare moment of indulgence, something she wouldn’t have chosen for herself. But Rahim had insisted, saying she deserved to feel beautiful for the celebration. She glanced at herself in the mirror, tugging slightly at the hem. It was shorter than she was used to, and the neckline dipped just enough to draw attention to her ample cleavage. She bit her lip, hesitating.

Lina couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. She glanced at Rahim, who was busy fixing his shirt in the mirror. He looked so proud, so confident in this step they were taking together. She didn’t want anything to ruin that especially not the lingering presence of Ravi and Kumar.
“You ready?” Rahim asked, turning to her with a warm smile.

Lina nodded, forcing a smile of her own. “Ready as I’ll ever be.”

Little did she know, the night would test her resolve in ways she hadn’t anticipated.
“You’re stunning, Lina,” Rahim said, stepping up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. His warm breath tickled her ear as he whispered, “You’re killing me in that dress.” His hand slid down to the small of her back, fingers brushing the curve of her ass through the soft fabric. She felt a shiver run down her spine, but she quickly pushed the thought aside.

“Rahim, it’s a bit… revealing, don’t you think?” she murmured, tilting her head to meet his gaze in the mirror. “What will people say?”

“Who cares what they say?” he replied with a grin, his hands sliding around to rest on her hips. “You’re my wife, and you look incredible. Let them stare if they want to. Besides, it’s our celebration tonight. You deserve to shine.”

Lina sighed, though a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips. She knew Rahim loved seeing her dressed up, even if it made her feel a little self-conscious. She turned to face him, smoothing her hands over his chest. “Alright, but don’t blame me if we cause a scene,” she teased lightly.
Rahim chuckled, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her forehead. “Let’s go, gorgeous. The night’s waiting for us.”

As they stepped out of their flat, Lina couldn’t shake the lingering unease in her stomach. She had put the past behind her those secret moments of weakness with Ravi and Kumar were buried deep in her memory.

She glanced down at herself, tugging self-consciously at the hem. “It’s too short, isn’t it? I told you I shouldn’t wear this.” “No, no,” Rahim insisted, his voice low and appreciative. “You look stunning. Perfect for the celebration. Besides, it’s just a bar. Nothing to worry about.”

Lina sighed, her fingers nervously playing with the strap of her clutch bag. “I don’t know, Rahim. Ravi and Kumar are going to be there, and you know how they are.”
“They’re harmless,” Rahim said, though his tone lacked conviction. He squeezed her waist reassuringly. “Come on, let’s not keep them waiting.”

She was determined to focus on her life with Rahim, on their shop and their future together. But the thought of seeing those two men again tonight stirred something unsettling in her chest.

The bar wasn’t far, and the walk was filled with Rahim’s cheerful chatter about the shop’s success so far. Lina smiled softly, listening to his excitement, but her mind kept drifting to what lay ahead.

When they arrived at the bustling bar, the sound of lively music and chatter spilled out onto the street. Rahim held the door open for her, his hand brushing against hers as she stepped inside. The air was thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses, and Lina scanned the room until her eyes landed on Ravi and Kumar sitting at a corner table a bottle of whiskey and four glasses set out in preparation. Ravi’s eyes lit up the moment he saw Lina, his gaze immediately dropping to her cleavage before snapping back up to meet hers.

“Hey there, lovebirds!” Ravi called out, waving them over. His eyes lingered on Lina a little too long, and she could feel his gaze tracking every movement as she approached.

Kumar grinned, raising his glass in a mock toast. “Looking good, Lina. That dress is… something else.”

Lina’s smile tightened, but she kept her composure. “Thank you,” she replied simply, sliding into the seat next to Rahim. She crossed her legs, hyper-aware of how the dress clung to her body.

Rahim, oblivious to the tension, clapped Ravi on the shoulder. “Thanks for setting this up, guys. It’s great to celebrate with friends.”

“Anytime, buddy,” Kumar said, his eyes flickering back to Lina. “We’re just glad you both could make it.”

Lina reached for her drink, taking a slow sip as she tried to ignore the weight of their stares. Tonight would be a test,one she was determined to pass. She was here with Rahim, and that was all that mattered.

The conversation started off innocently enough from talk about the shop, the business, and the neighborhood. But it didn’t take long for the undertones to shift. Ravi leaned forward, elbows on the table, his eyes never leaving Lina as he spoke.

“So, Lina, how’s it been working in the shop? Must be tough, dealing with all those customers. You being such a… delicate woman and all.”

Lina forced a smile, choosing her words carefully. “It’s been fine. I enjoy it. It’s nice to be closer to home.”
“I bet it is,” Kumar chimed in, his voice smooth but laced with something darker. “Though I imagine some of the customers can be a handful. You must get tired.”
“Not really,” Lina replied, her tone polite but firm. “I manage.”

Ravi chuckled, reaching for the whiskey bottle and pouring himself another drink. “Well, if you ever need a break, you know where to find us. Right, Kumar?”
Kumar nodded, his gaze shifting to Lina’s chest again. “Right. We’re always here to… help.”

Lina’s cheeks burned, and she glanced at Rahim, hoping he’d step in. But he was busy pouring himself a drink, seemingly oblivious to the tension at the table.

As the evening wore on, the alcohol flowed freely, and the conversation grew more intimate. Ravi and Kumar took turns making thinly veiled comments, their words dripping with innuendo. Lina tried to brush them off, focusing on her drink and the occasional reassuring squeeze from Rahim’s hand under the table.

But then Ravi leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Lina, do you remember that camping trip? When we… talked?”

Her stomach dropped, and she froze mid-sip of her drink. “Ravi,” she hissed, her voice low but sharp. “That was a mistake. It shouldn’t have happened.”
Ravi’s lips curled into a sly smile. “Mistake or not, it happened. And I haven’t forgotten.”

Kumar smirked, clearly picking up on the conversation. “Neither have I.”
Lina’s heart pounded in her chest, and she glanced at Rahim again, praying he hadn’t noticed. But he was deep in conversation with someone else now, oblivious to the danger brewing at their table.

Ravi reached out, his hand brushing against hers on the table. “Relax, Lina. We’re just talking. No harm in that, right?”
She pulled her hand away, her nerves fraying. “This isn’t appropriate.”
“Isn’t it?” Kumar asked, his voice dripping with innuendo. “We’re just friends celebrating a special occasion. What could be inappropriate about that?”

Lina stood up abruptly, her chair scbanging against the floor. “Excuse me. I need some air.”

She didn’t wait for a response before making her way to the bar’s outdoor patio. The cool night air was a welcome relief, and she leaned against the railing, trying to steady her breathing.

But it wasn’t long before she heard footsteps behind her. She didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

“Lina,” Ravi said softly, his voice dangerously close. “You shouldn’t be out here alone.”
She turned to face him, her expression hard. “Leave me alone, Ravi.”
He took a step closer, his eyes dark with desire. “I can’t do that.”

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Chapter 15: Ravi & Kumar (Act 5)


Lina’s heart pounded as Ravi’s voice lingered in the air, his presence uncomfortably close. She took a step back, her body tense, but he matched her movement, closing the distance between them. The cool night air did nothing to dispel the heat radiating from his gaze.

“I said leave me alone,” she repeated, her voice trembling slightly despite her best efforts to sound firm.

Ravi smirked, his lips curling into that sly, familiar grin she had come to dread. “You know you don’t mean that, Lina. We’ve been here before, haven’t we?” His eyes dropped to her chest, lingering on the way the black dress clung to her curves, the fabric hugging her ample bosom in a way that left little to the imagination.

She crossed her arms over her chest, as if that could shield her from his leering stare. “That was a mistake, Ravi. One I don’t intend to repeat.”

Before he could respond, the muffled bass of the DJ’s music inside the bar grew louder, the melody shifting into one of Rahim’s favorite dance tracks. Lina’s breath caught in her throat as she heard the sound of footsteps approaching from behind. She turned to see Rahim stepping out onto the patio, his face lit up with excitement.

“Lina! There you are,” he said, his voice cheerful. He didn’t seem to notice the tension between her and Ravi or if he did, he chose to ignore it. “This is my jam! Come on, let’s dance.”

She hesitated, glancing briefly at Ravi, who was now leaning against the railing with an unreadable expression. Relief flooded through her as she nodded and followed Rahim back inside, leaving Ravi behind.

The dance floor was alive with energy, the dim lighting and swirling disco lights creating an atmosphere that felt both intimate and chaotic. Rahim pulled her into the center of the crowd, his hands settling on her waist as they began to move to the rhythm. She tried to relax, letting the music guide her body, but she couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. Her eyes flicked toward their table, where Ravi and Kumar were seated, their gazes fixed on her.
Rahim’s grip tightened slightly as he pulled her closer, his body pressing against hers.

“You look incredible tonight,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. “This dress… it’s driving me crazy.”
Lina forced a smile, though her stomach churned with unease. “Thank you,” she replied softly, her voice barely audible over the music.

They continued to dance, their bodies moving in sync, but Lina’s mind was elsewhere. She could feel Ravi’s eyes on her, his gaze burning into her skin like a brand. She tried to focus on Rahim, on the way his hands felt against her hips, on the warmth of his breath against her neck, but the weight of Ravi’s stare was impossible to ignore.

When the song ended, Rahim led her back to the table, his arm dbangd casually around her shoulders. Kumar was already pouring drinks as they approached, a wide grin plastered across his face.

“Here’s to Rahim’s new shop!” he declared, raising his glass. “May it bring you both success and happiness.”
Lina hesitated before picking up her glass, exchanging a wary glance with Rahim as they clinked glasses and took a sip. The alcohol burned its way down her throat, doing little to ease her nerves.

“You should drink up,” Kumar said, refilling her glass before she could protest. “Tonight’s a celebration!”
“I really shouldn’t...” Lina began, but Rahim interrupted her with a reassuring smile.
“It’s fine, love. I’m here with you,” he said, his voice warm. “Besides, it’s not often we get to let loose like this.”

She nodded reluctantly, though she made a mental note to pace herself. As much as she wanted to enjoy the evening, she couldn’t afford to let her guard down.
A few minutes later, another song began to play one that seemed to catch Ravi’s attention. He stood abruptly, his eyes locking onto Lina with an intensity that made her blood run cold.

“This is my favorite,” he said, his voice carrying over the music. He turned to Rahim with a casual shrug. “Mind if I borrow Lina for a dance?”

Rahim laughed clapping him on the back. “Go ahead just bring her back in one piece.”

Lina’s eyes widened in shock, her heart racing as Ravi took her hand with a firm grip. “I...I don’t think...” she stammered, trying to pull back, but he was already leading her deeper into the crowded dance floor, his hold unyielding. The music pulsed around them, the bass thrumming through her body as she stumbled forward, hesitating with every step.

The dance started innocently enough at first. Ravi moved to the rhythm, his hands resting lightly on her hips. But then, as the tempo shifted, he began to close the distance between them, his body pressing closer than she was comfortable with. Lina could feel the heat radiating from him, his breath warm against her neck as he murmured, “You look stunning in that dress, Lina. It suits you.”

She tried to step back, but the crowd was too tight, trapping her in place. Ravi’s gaze roamed over her figure, lingering on the way the black mini dress clung to her curves, accentuating her ample breasts and hips. The fabric shimmered under the dim lights, and every movement caused her chest to jiggle slightly, a detail he didn’t miss. His eyes darkened with desire, and he leaned in closer, his voice low and suggestive.

“Let’s move somewhere… quieter,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. Before she could protest, he was guiding her toward a secluded corner of the dance floor, where the lighting was dimmer and the music muffled by the crowd. The space felt more intimate, and Lina’s unease grew as Ravi’s touches became bolder.

His hands brushed against her thighs, slipping beneath the hem of her dress just enough to send a shiver up her spine. He ground against her subtly at first, his body moving in sync with hers, but soon his motions became more deliberate, more insistent. This is wrong, Lina thought, her mind racing even as her body began to respond.

“You’re so soft,” Ravi whispered, his lips grazing her ear. His hands roamed higher, tracing the curve of her waist before dipping lower again. Lina tried to push him away, her palms pressing against his chest, but he only chuckled, his grip tightening.

“Stop it,” she said firmly, though her voice wavered. “Rahim is...”
“He’s busy,” Ravi interrupted, cutting her off with a sly grin. “And you… you’re here with me.” His fingers brushed against the bare skin of her thigh again, and despite herself, Lina felt a flicker of warmth stirring within her. She hated how her body betrayed her, how the sensations made her toes curl even as her mind screamed for her to pull away.

She knew this was wrong....knew she should have never let him lead her here but the mix of alcohol, music, and the undeniable thrill of his touch was clouding her judgment. Ravi’s hand slipped slowly under the hem of her dress, his fingers tracing the soft skin of her inner thigh, sending shivers up her spine. She tried to pull away, but his grip tightened, his touch becoming more insistent, his fingers inching closer to her panties.

“Ravi, stop,” Lina whispered, her voice trembling as she pressed her lips together, trying to resist the pull of temptation. But he didn’t listen. His fingers brushed against the fabric that covered her pussy, the sensation making her body betray her with a soft, involuntary moan. She could feel the hardness of his cock pressing against her ass, a relentless reminder of his intentions.

He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear as he murmured, “You’re so wet already, Lina. You can’t deny it.” His fingers slid inside her panties, grazing her sensitive folds, and she gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders for balance.

“I...I can’t,” she stammered, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and desire. But Ravi’s persistence was relentless. His fingers teased her, circling her clit with a deliberate slowness that made her knees weak.

“Stop lying to yourself,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. “You want this just as much as I do.”

Lina’s body responded before she could stop it, another soft moan escaping her lips as his fingers dipped deeper, exploring her with a familiarity that sent heat pooling in her core. She hated how much her body craved his touch, how the sensations were breaking down her resolve with every passing second.

Lina’s body responded before she could stop it, another soft moan escaping her lips as his fingers dipped deeper, exploring her with a familiarity that sent heat pooling in her core. She hated how much her body craved his touch, how the sensations were breaking down her resolve with every passing second.

She wasn’t sure how much longer she could hold on. Her breath hitched as Ravi suddenly grew bolder, his hands sliding underneath the hem of her dress without warning. He hiked it up just enough to expose her ass cheeks, his fingers kneading the soft flesh with a possessiveness that made her pulse race.

Lina gasped, her hands instinctively reaching back to stop him, but he was already moving lower, his fingers slipping beneath the waistband of her panties.

“Ravi, please,” she whispered, her voice trembling as she glanced around nervously. The crowd was still thick around them, but no one seemed to notice what was happening in their secluded corner. “Don’t do this here.”

He ignored her plea, his fingers grazing her pussy with a deliberate slowness that sent a jolt of electricity through her body. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, her legs trembling as his touch grew more insistent. “Stop lying to yourself, Lina,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. “You know you want this.”

Her mind screamed at her to pull away, but her body betrayed her, arching into his touch as his fingers slipped inside her. She could feel herself growing wetter by the second, a heat pooling in her core that she couldn’t ignore. “Ravi…” she breathed, her voice barely audible over the music.

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Chapter 15: Ravi & Kumar (Act 6)


Lina’s heart raced as Ravi’s hands hovered dangerously close to her chest, the curve of her breasts pressing against the tight fabric of her black dress. She shoved his hands away, her voice firm despite the tremor in it. “That’s enough, Ravi.”

He backed off immediately, raising his hands in mock surrender. “Alright, alright,” he said, his voice slurring slightly from the alcohol. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been so… forthcoming. Blame it on the drinks.”

She nodded, though his apology felt hollow. She could still feel his gaze lingering on her, like he was waiting for her to cave. “I need to use the toilet,” she said quickly, stepping back and smoothing her dress down.

“Sure, sure,” Ravi said, gesturing toward the restrooms. “But the regular ones have a long queue. Let me show you another way.”

Lina hesitated, glancing toward the crowded dance floor. The thought of weaving through the throng of people made her stomach churn. She nodded reluctantly, following Ravi as he led her through a dimly lit corridor.

A burly bouncer stood guard at a door marked VIP. Ravi handed him a wad of cash, murmuring something Lina couldn’t quite catch. The bouncer stepped aside, and Ravi nudged her forward. “After you,” he said with a smirk.

The VIP restroom was spacious, with two separate stalls for men and women. Lina hurried into the women’s side, locking the door behind her. She leaned against the sink, trying to steady her breathing. Her reflection stared back at her cheeks flushed, lips parted, eyes wide with a mix of fear and something else she couldn’t quite name.

She splashed cold water on her face, willing herself to calm down. “Just finish up and get out,” she told herself. But as she adjusted her dress and ran her fingers through her hair, the door creaked open.

Lina froze. Ravi stood in the doorway, his sharp features softened by a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Lina,” he said, stepping inside. “I just wanted to talk.”

She backed up until her hips hit the edge of the sink. “Ravi, what are you doing here? This is the women’s restroom.” He shrugged, closing the door behind him. “I know. But I needed to see you alone.” His voice was calm, almost too calm. Lina’s pulse quickened. “I don’t think this is appropriate...”

“Please,” he interrupted, holding up a hand. “Just hear me out.”

She hesitated, then nodded. She’d known Ravi for years, and despite everything, she couldn’t shake the sympathy she felt for him. He looked… lost.

“My wife,” he began, his voice cracking slightly, “she doesn’t respect me anymore. We barely talk, let alone… you know.”

Lina’s stomach twisted. She knew where this was going.

“And I can’t stop thinking about that camping trip,” he continued, stepping closer. “About you.”
Her breath hitched. “Ravi, that was a mistake.”
“Was it?” His gaze was intense now, piercing through her defenses. “Because it didn’t feel like a mistake when your lips were wrapped around my cock."

Lina flushed, her cheeks burning hot. “I told you, I regret it.” 

“Do you?” He took another step, closing the distance between them. “Or do you just regret getting caught?”

She opened her mouth to protest, but no words came out. Deep down, she knew he had a point. That night had been… thrilling. Dangerous. And part of her had loved it.

Ravi reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “I just want to feel desired again,” he murmured. “Is that too much to ask?”

Lina’s resolve wavered. She could see the pain in his eyes, the loneliness. And despite everything, she felt a pang of guilt.

“Ravi,” she said softly, “I can’t.”
“Why not?” His voice was almost pleading now. “No one has to know. Not even Rahim.”

She shook her head, but her body betrayed her again, a shiver running down her spine as he stepped even closer. His hand trailed down her arm, sending sparks of heat through her skin.

“You’re lying to yourself,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. “You want this as much as I do.”

Lina closed her eyes, torn between reason and desire. Her mind screamed at her to leave, but her body felt heavy, rooted to the spot. She could feel his breath on her neck, smell the faint scent of his cologne mixed with sweat.

“Ravi,” she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. “We can’t…”
“Why not?” he pressed, his hands moving to her waist, pulling her closer until their bodies were flush against each other. His arousal pressed against her thigh, undeniable and insistent.

She could feel herself losing control, the heat pooling between her legs making it hard to think. “Because… because it’s wrong,” she stammered, though her protest sounded weak even to her own ears.
“Wrong?” He chuckled darkly, his lips trailing down her neck. “Then why does it feel so right?”

Lina’s breath caught as his hands slid under her dress, cupping her ass and lifting her onto the sink. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, and she could feel the hard length of him pressing against her center through the thin fabric of her panties.

“Ravi…” she gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders for balance as he ground against her.
“Tell me you don’t want this,” he demanded, his voice rough with need. But she couldn’t. Because deep down, she did want it. The forbidden thrill of it all was intoxicating, and she could feel herself giving in despite every rational thought screaming at her to stop.

“I… I can’t,” she whispered, though her body was already arching into his touch.
“Yes, you can,” he murmured, his lips capturing hers in a searing kiss that left her breathless.

And just like that, the last of her resistance crumbled

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Chapter 16: Ravi & Kumar (Act 7)


Ravi’s lips were on hers again, deep and insistent, his tongue exploring her mouth with a hunger that made her head spin. Lina’s hands trembled as she gripped the edge of the basin, her body betraying her despite the chaos in her mind. This is wrong, she thought, so wrong, but her moan against his lips told a different story.

“Just three kisses,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. “If you don’t feel anything, I’ll stop. I promise.”

Lina hesitated, her heart pounding so loudly she was sure he could hear it. Three kisses, she repeated to herself. That’s all.

But even as she nodded, she knew she was lying to herself. The first kiss was soft, tentative...a brush of lips that made her stomach flutter. The second was deeper, his hands cradling her face as he pulled her closer. By the third kiss, she was lost, her body melting into his as if they’d been waiting for this moment forever.

His hands began to roam, sliding down her sides and lingering on her hips before slipping under the hem of her dress. Her breath caught as his fingers brushed the lace of her panties, tracing the outline of her pussy with a feather-light touch. She gasped, arching into him as a wave of heat washed over her.

“You’re so wet,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “You want this as much as I do.”
Lina shook her head, her words trembling. “I… I shouldn’t…”

But Ravi wasn’t listening. His fingers dipped beneath the fabric, parting her folds and stroking her clit with precision that made her knees weak. Her moan was muffled against his lips as he kissed her again, his touch sending electric shocks through her body.

His free hand found its way to her breast, cupping the soft flesh through the thin fabric of her dress. “I want to see them,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “Let me see you, Lina.”

She hesitated, her cheeks burning with shame, but she nodded anyway. Ravi peeled the strap of her dress down, revealing her bare breasts. He paused, his eyes darkening as he took in the sight of her full, perky mounds. “No bra? he said, a sly grin spreading across his face. “You’ve been teasing me all night, haven’t you?”

Lina closed her eyes, unable to look at him as he leaned in and took one nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirled around the sensitive bud, sucking gently as his fingers continued to explore her slick folds. Her moan was involuntary, her hands gripping his shoulders for support as pleasure surged through her.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered between kisses, moving from one breast to the other. “I can’t get enough of you.”

Lina’s breath came in short gasps as he worked her body with a skill that left her trembling. “Please… slow down,” she managed to whisper, though her body was screaming for more.

Ravi ignored her plea, his hands and mouth relentless as he drove her closer to the edge. He spun her around to face the mirror, her back pressed against his chest.

One hand cupped her breast, squeezing and kneading as the other lifted her dress, exposing her bare ass and damp panties. “Look at us,” he murmured in her ear, his lips trailing down her neck. “Look how good we are together.”

Lina’s eyes fluttered open, meeting their reflection in the mirror. She looked wild, her hair disheveled, her cheeks flushed, and her body trembling with need. Ravi kissed her neck again, his fingers slipping beneath the waistband of her panties and pulling them down to reveal her glistening pussy.

“No!!!” she started to protest, but Ravi cut her off with a kiss.

“You’ll feel so good,” he promised, bending her slightly so she was leaning over the basin. His lips trailed down her spine, kissing and nipping at her skin until he reached the curve of her ass.

“Ravi....” she whimpered, but her words dissolved into a moan as his mouth found her pussy. His tongue flicked over her clit, teasing and tasting as she writhed against him.

She tried to push him away, but his grip on her hips was firm, holding her in place as he devoured her. His tongue plunged deeper, exploring every inch of her folds as she trembled with pleasure. This is too much, she thought, but the white-hot pleasure building inside her was undeniable.

Her climax hit hard, waves of ecstasy crashing over her as she cried out, her nails digging into the edge of the basin. Ravi didn’t stop, his tongue working her through it until she was breathless and boneless, resting heavily against the sink.

When she finally opened her eyes again, she froze. In the mirror, she saw Ravi behind her, his pants unzipped and dropped to the floor. He stood there completely exposed, his cock hard and ready. Lina’s heart raced as panic surged through her.

“Ravi,” she whispered, her voice shaking. “What are you doing?”

He stepped closer, his hands settling on her hips as he pressed himself against her. “What do you think?” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear.

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Chapter 16: Ravi & Kumar (Act 8)


Lina’s heart pounded as she stared at Ravi’s reflection in the mirror. His cock, thick and erect, was inches from her skin, and his hands were already moving to cup her breasts through the fabric of her dress. His lips brushed against her neck, sending a shiver down her spine despite her panic.

“What… what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice trembling as she tried to pull away. But he held her firmly, his grip unyielding.

“I’ve been waiting for this moment, Lina,” Ravi whispered, his breath hot against her ear. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted you.”

His hands slid down to her hips, pressing his hard length against the curve of her ass. She could feel every inch of him, and it made her pulse quicken with a mix of fear and something else she didn’t want to acknowledge.

“I’m married, Ravi,” she protested weakly, her body betraying her as she leaned back slightly into his touch. “And… I’m ovulating. This is so wrong.”

He chuckled darkly, his fingers slipping under the hem of her dress. “Wrong? Maybe. But I don’t care. I need to be inside you, Lina. I can’t wait any longer.”

She felt him shift behind her, his hands spreading her legs wider. The cool air hit her thighs, and she knew he was positioning himself at her entrance. Her mind raced, panic and arousal warring within her.

“Ravi, please...don’t do this,” she pleaded, but her words were cut off as he pressed the tip of his cock against her slick folds. She gasped, her body trembling as he began to push forward.

But Lina’s constant squirming made it difficult for him to stay hard. He growled in frustration, his erection softening slightly as he pulled back. “Stay still,” he demanded, though she could hear the desperation in his voice.

She turned her head slightly, catching his eye in the mirror. “I can’t,” she whispered, her voice shaking. “This isn’t right.” Ravi’s hands tightened on her hips as he rubbed himself between her thighs, trying to regain his hardness.

She could feel him growing firmer again, and she knew she had to act fast.

She quickly extended her hand behind her, her fingers brushing against the velvety skin of his cock, feeling the pulse of his desire thrumming beneath her touch. Ravi’s voice was rough with need, his breath hot and ragged as he whispered, “Touch it, Lina. Feel how much I want to be inside you.”

Her eyes fluttered shut as her hand wrapped around his shaft, the weight and heat of him filling her palm. Ravi groaned deeply, his hips thrusting forward instinctively, his cock sliding through her fingers. Lina’s mind raced as she knew she had to make him cum early, to stop this before it went too far.

Ravi's hands squeezed her breasts roughly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as his lust consumed him. Lina opened her eyes slightly, catching their steamy reflection in the mirror. She could see him behind her, his face flushed with desire, his hands kneading her breasts with a greedy urgency.

God, Lina,” he moaned, his voice rough with need. “You have no idea how good you feel."

She ignored him, focusing on her task. She alternated between slow, teasing strokes and faster, firmer ones, her wrist aching but her resolve unwavering. She couldn’t let go as if she did, she knew he’d push inside her, and that thought terrified her.

“Lina,” Ravi growled, his voice thick with desperation. “I want to fuck you. Let me in.” But she didn’t release him. Instead, she increased the pace of her hand, gripping him tighter, feeling his cock twitch and swell in her grasp.

He realized what she was doing then, his eyes widening slightly. “You little....” he started, but it was too late.

" Shit....I’m going to cum,” he warned, his voice strained."

With a guttural cry, he erupted, thick ropes of cum spurting over her hand and wrist. Lina kept tugging him firmly until he was completely spent, his body shuddering with the force of his release.

For a moment, there was silence, broken only by their heavy breathing. Ravi's hands fell away from her breasts, and he slumped slightly against her, a mix of satisfaction and frustration etched on his face. “You’re something else,” he muttered, his voice low and ragged. “But don’t think this is over. I’ll have you someday.”

Lina didn’t respond, her heart still pounding as she wiped her hand on a nearby towel. The tension in the room was thick, but before either of them could say more, loud banging on the door startled them both.

“Time’s up!” the bouncer’s voice barked from the other side. Lina exhaled a shaky breath of relief, quickly smoothing her dress and fixing her hair. She stepped out from the toilet first, avoiding Ravi’s gaze as she hurried to find Rahim.  She knew this wasn’t over not by a long shot but for now, she just needed to get out of there.

As she opened the door and stepped out into the noise and chaos of the bar.

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Chapter 16: Ravi & Kumar (Act 9)


Lina quickly glanced at Ravi one last time, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths as she adjusted the straps of her black dress. It felt like the fabric clung tighter to her body now, as if it had absorbed the weight of what had just happened. She smoothed out the wrinkles with trembling hands, her mind racing, before finally excusing herself with a curt, “I need to get back to Rahim.”

Ravi’s eyes followed her as she walked away, but he said nothing, his expression unreadable. Instead, he trailed behind her at a distance, pretending as if nothing had transpired between them. Lina could feel his gaze burning into her back, but she refused to turn around. She focused on weaving through the crowd, her heels clicking against the floor with purposeful strides.

When she reached the main table, Rahim was seated there, a glass of whiskey in his hand, his cheeks flushed from the alcohol. He looked up at her with a lazy smile, his words slurring slightly. “There you are! Thought I lost you for a second.”

Lina forced a small smile in return, though her heart was still pounding. “Just needed some air,” she mumbled, sliding into the seat beside him. Across the table, Kumar was sipping his drink casually, but his sharp eyes flicked toward her, noticing the tension in her posture.

“Everything okay, Lina?” Kumar asked, his tone casual but his gaze probing.
“Fine,” she replied tersely, crossing her arms over her chest. She couldn’t help but notice the way Kumar’s eyes lingered on her, even as she tried to ignore him.
Kumar leaned back in his chair, his lips curling into a sly grin. “You seem a little… off. Did something happen?”

Lina hesitated, her fingers tightening around the edge of the table. “No. I’m just tired.”

Kumar didn’t push further, but his smirk suggested he knew more than he let on. Under the table, Lina caught a glimpse of his phone screen lighting up with a message from Ravi. She didn’t need to read it to know what it said. Her stomach churned as she averted her eyes, feeling trapped in a situation that was spiraling out of control.

After a few moments of uncomfortable silence, Kumar stood up. “How about we step outside for a bit? Clear your head.” Lina shook her head immediately. “No, I’m fine here.”

But Kumar wasn’t taking no for an answer. He reached out, placing a hand gently on her arm. “Come on, Lina. You look like you need to talk. I’ll listen.”

She glanced at Rahim, who was too absorbed in his drink to notice their exchange. Reluctantly, she nodded and followed Kumar as he led her out of the bar into the dimly lit alley outside. The cool night air hit her skin, and she hugged herself, suddenly feeling exposed in her dress.

“What’s going on?” Kumar asked as soon as they were alone.
Lina hesitated, her voice trembling as she finally confessed. “Ravi… he tried something. I don’t know what’s gotten into him.”

Kumar's expression darkened for a moment before softening into a comforting smile. “I’m sorry you had to deal with that. He’s been acting out lately.”

“It’s not just that,” Lina said, her frustration bubbling to the surface. “He’s been so… aggressive. I don’t know how much longer I can handle this.”

Kumar stepped closer, his voice low and soothing. “You shouldn’t have to deal with it alone. Here,” he said, pulling a small joint from his pocket. “This’ll help you relax.”
Lina shook her head immediately. “I don’t smoke.”

“Just one puff,” Kumar urged, holding it out to her. “Trust me, it’ll take the edge off.”

She hesitated, her mind warring with itself. Finally, she sighed and took the joint from him, bringing it to her lips. The first drag was harsh, making her cough, but by the second and third, she began to feel the tension in her body ease. The world around her softened, and she found herself laughing at something Kumar said, though she couldn’t quite remember what it was.

They passed the joint back and forth until Lina’s head felt light and fuzzy. She leaned against the wall for support, giggling as the world seemed to tilt slightly. “I feel… weird,” she admitted, her words slurring just a little.

Kumar chuckled, his arm brushing against hers as he moved closer. “Don’t overthink it. Just enjoy the moment.”

Lina blinked up at him, her vision blurring slightly. “You’re not so bad, Kumar. Not like Ravi.”

His grin widened at that. “I try my best.”
They continued smoking for what felt like hours, the joint growing shorter with each pass. Lina’s giggles turned into full-blown laughter as Kumar entertained her with stories of his wilder days. But as the high intensified, she suddenly doubled over, clutching her stomach. “Ugh, I feel sick…”

“Here,” Kumar said, wrapping an arm around her waist to steady her. “Let’s sit down.”

He led her to his van parked nearby, opening the back doors to reveal a makeshift bed covered with a soft blanket. Lina hesitated for a moment before climbing inside, lying down with a groan. “This is… comfy,” she murmured, her head spinning.

Kumar climbed in after her, sitting cross-legged beside her. “Feeling better?”
“A little,” she admitted, though the room still felt like it was spinning. “This is crazy…”

“How about we play a game to distract you?” Kumar suggested, his tone mischievous.

Lina raised an eyebrow, already suspicious. “What kind of game?”
“Just some harmless dares,” he replied with a wink. “I’ll go first.”

The first few rounds were innocent enough with silly challenges like touching their noses with their tongues or making funny faces. But as the joint ran out and the high deepened, Kumar's dares grew bolder.

“Okay,” he said, his voice low and smooth. “Truth or dare?”
Lina giggled nervously. “Dare.”

Kumar's grin widened. “Show me your boobs.” Her laughter died in her throat as she stared at him, stunned. “What? No!”
“Come on,” he teased, leaning closer. “It’s just between us. Besides, I’ll show you something in return.”

Lina hesitated, her cheeks flushing as she considered his words. The combination of the high and her curiosity got the better of her. Slowly, she reached for the strap of her dress, sliding it off one shoulder and then the other. The fabric pooled around her waist as she sat up slightly, exposing her full, heavy breasts to him for the first time.

Kumar's eyes widened as he took in the sight of her bare chest, his gaze lingering on the smooth curves and the way they seemed to defy gravity despite their size.

“Wow,” he breathed, his voice husky with admiration. “You’re even more stunning than I imagined.”

Lina’s face burned with embarrassment, but she couldn’t deny the thrill that ran through her at his words. “Your turn,” she reminded him shyly.

Without hesitation, Kumar unzipped his pants and pulled them down just enough to reveal his erection. Lina’s eyes widened as she took in the sight of his thick, circumcised cock, its length and girth unlike anything she’d ever seen before.

“See?” he said with a smirk. “Told you it was unique.”

Lina didn’t respond, her mind struggling to process what was happening. She could feel the heat pooling between her legs despite herself, her body betraying her rational thoughts.

They sat there in silence for a moment, the air between them charged with tension. Neither of them moved yet, but the unspoken desire was impossible to ignore.

Then leaned in close whispered "Your turn again."

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Chapter 16: Ravi & Kumar (Act 10)


Lina’s head was spinning, the joint making her thoughts hazy and her inhibitions looser than she cared to admit. Kumar’s smirk deepened as he leaned back, his eyes glinting with mischief.

“Your turn again,” he said, his voice low and playful.

She blinked at him, her lips parting slightly as she tried to focus. “I… I don’t know what to do,” she murmured, her words slurring just a little.

Kumar chuckled, his tone teasing. “Come on, Lina. It’s just a game. Don’t overthink it.”
She hesitated for a moment, but the warmth spreading through her body made it harder to say no. “Fine,” she said finally, her voice softer now. “What’s the dare?”
Kumar's grin widened. “Lick my earlobe.”

Her eyes widened slightly, and she felt a flush rise to her cheeks. “That’s… that’s not fair,” she protested weakly, but there was no real conviction in her voice.

Kumar tilted his head, exposing his earlobe to her. “You agreed to play. Don’t back out now.”

Slowly, Lina leaned in, her heart pounding in her chest. She could smell the faint scent of his cologne mixed with the smokiness of the joint, and it made her head swim even more. Her tongue darted out tentatively, brushing against his earlobe. It was a quick, barely-there touch, but it sent a jolt through both of them.
Kumar’s breath hitched, and he let out a low chuckle. “Not bad. But I think you can do better than that.”

She glanced at him, her cheeks flushed, but there was a spark of defiance in her eyes now. “Fine,” she said, surprising herself with how steady her voice sounded. She leaned in again, this time letting her tongue linger for a moment longer, tracing the curve of his ear before pulling back.

Kumar looked at her, his eyes dark with something unspoken. “Now that’s more like it,” he said, his voice rough.

Lina laughed nervously, trying to shake off the tension building between them. “Your turn,” she said quickly, needing to shift the focus away from her racing heart.
Kumae didn’t hesitate. “Give me the naughtiest look you’ve got.”

She froze for a moment, unsure of how to respond. “The… naughtiest look?” she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. He nodded, his gaze locked on hers. “Yeah. You know what I mean.”

Lina took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes narrowing as she bit her lower lip. It was a look she hadn’t given anyone in a long time, but it came naturally now, fueled by the haze of the joint and the heat building inside her.

Kumar’s lips curved into a slow smile. “Damn, Lina,” he said, his voice low and appreciative. “You’re full of surprises.”
She looked away, her cheeks burning, but there was a part of her that liked the way he was looking at her. It made her feel desired in a way she hadn’t felt in a while.

“Your turn,” Kumar said after a moment, breaking the silence. Lina hesitated, her mind racing as she tried to think of something equally daring. “Lick the tip of my tongue,” she said finally, her voice trembling slightly.

Kumar raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “Bold move,” he said with a grin. He leaned in slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. Her breath caught as his tongue brushed against hers in a quick, teasing flick.

She pulled back quickly, her heart pounding even faster now. “Okay… your turn,” she said, her voice shaky.
Kumar didn’t miss a beat. “Lick my neck,” he said, his tone dripping with challenge.
Lina swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry. She leaned in slowly, her tongue darting out to trace a line along the side of his neck. She could feel his pulse beneath her lips, fast and steady, and it sent a thrill through her.

Kumar let out a low groan, his hand coming up to rest lightly on her waist.

“Damn, Lina,” he murmured, his voice rough with desire. She pulled back, her breathing uneven now. “Your turn,” she said, her voice barely audible.

This time, Kumar paused for a moment before speaking. “Sit on my lap for one minute,” he said, his eyes locked on hers. Lina’s heart skipped a beat, but she didn’t protest. Instead, she hesitated for only a second before slowly lowering herself onto his lap. His thighs were firm beneath her, and she could feel the heat radiating from his body even through their clothes.

Kumar’’s hands settled on her hips, his grip firm but not possessive. They sat like that for a moment, the silence between them thick with tension.

“Your turn,” Kumar said finally, his voice low and husky. Lina swallowed hard, her mind racing as she tried to think of something even bolder. “Suck one of my fingers for fifteen seconds,” she said, her voice trembling slightly.

Kumar didn’t hesitate. He reached for her hand, bringing one of her fingers to his lips. Her breath hitched as he took it into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the tip before moving down the length of it. It was slow and deliberate, and Lina felt a shiver run through her entire body.

When he finally released her finger, they were both breathing heavily. “Your turn,” Lina said after a moment, her voice barely above a whisper.

Kumar looked at her for a moment before speaking. “Body-to-body massage,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Lina’s eyes widened, but she didn’t protest. Instead, she stood up slowly before lying down on the bed beside him. Kumar followed suit, positioning himself over her without breaking eye contact.

His hands moved to her shoulders first, kneading the tense muscles there before slowly working their way down her arms as she let out a soft sigh.

Lina’s breath hitched as Kumar’s eyes locked onto hers, his gaze smoldering with intent. She hesitated for a moment, her heart racing, but something in the air made her yield. Slowly, she lowered herself onto the couch, the fabric cool against her skin. Kumar followed, his movements deliberate as he positioned himself over her, his body hovering just inches above hers.

Kumar’s hands began to move first, his fingers trailing lightly up her arms, sending goosebumps across her skin. “You’re so tense,” he murmured, his voice low and honeyed. “Let me help you relax.”

His palms pressed firmly into her shoulders, kneading the muscles with a practiced ease. Lina let out a soft sigh, her body responding almost against her will.

Kumar's ’s hands glided down her sides, their warmth seeping through the thin fabric of her dress.

Kumar’s hand slid further, cupping her breasts through the silky material. His thumbs brushed over her nipples, teasing them into hardened peaks. Lina gasped, her back arching slightly as a moan escaped her lips. Kumar leaned in closer, his chest now pressing against her arm, his breath hot against her ear. “You like that, don’t you?” he whispered, his tone laced with mischief.

Kumar’s grip tightened slightly, his fingers giving her breasts a gentle squeeze. Lina’s eyes fluttered shut, her mind swimming in a haze of sensation. But then, a flicker of realization broke through the fog. She placed her hands on Kumar’s chest, pushing him back gently but firmly. “Wait,” she breathed, her voice trembling despite her resolve. “This… we should stop. It’s enough for now.”

Kumar exchanged a glance but didn’t argue. He pulled back, giving her space as she sat up, smoothing her dress down with shaky hands. The charged atmosphere lingered, heavy and unspoken, as they paused for the next challenge.

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Chapter 17: Ravi & Kumar (Act 11)


Lina’s heart pounded as Kumar took another long drag from the joint, the scent of it thick in the air of the cramped van.

She sat cross-legged on the makeshift bed, her black mini dress clinging to her curves, her bare shoulders exposed now that she’d removed her shawl. Kumar sat opposite her, his shirt discarded, his lean torso glinting faintly in the dim light filtering through the van windows. His jeans were halfway down his thighs, revealing a pair of snug boxers.

“Thigh massage,” Kumar said, his voice low and teasing. He leaned forward, his hands already reaching for her legs. Lina hesitated, but the warmth of the smoke in her lungs made her nod, her cheeks flushing.

His palms met her skin, warm and firm as they slid up her smooth thighs. She hadn’t expected his touch to feel so good, but it was impossible to ignore the way his fingers pressed into her flesh, kneading gently, moving higher and higher until she felt a jolt of electricity where his hands nearly brushed the hem of her dress. Her breath caught, and she bit her lip, trying to stifle the soft sound that threatened to escape.

“Your turn,” Kumar said, pulling back slightly, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
Lina hesitated again, but the joint was making her bold. She reached out, her hands trembling as they landed on his muscular thighs. Her fingers dug into the firmness of his legs, marveling at the tension there. She could feel the heat of his skin through the thin fabric of his boxers, and when her hands wandered a little too close to his hips, she heard him inhale sharply.

“Deep French kiss,” he murmured, his voice rough now, and before she could protest, he was leaning in, his lips capturing hers in a searing kiss. His tongue slid into her mouth with ease, exploring every corner as if he owned it. Lina’s body responded instinctively, her hands gripping his thighs tighter as she kissed him back, her own tongue meeting his in a dance that left her dizzy.

When they finally pulled apart, she was breathless, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Kumar’s eyes were dark with desire, and she could see the bulge in his boxers straining against the fabric.

“Give me a boner without touching my cock,” he challenged, his lips curling into a smirk.

Lina’s eyes widened, but the dare was too tempting to resist. She shifted closer, her breasts brushing against his chest as her hands slid up his thighs again. This time, she let her nails graze lightly over his skin, tracing patterns that made him shiver. Her lips found the crook of his neck, and she pressed soft kisses there, her tongue darting out to taste the saltiness of his skin. She could feel him hardening beneath her touch, and when she nipped at his earlobe, he let out a low groan.

“Damn, Lina,” he muttered, his hands gripping her hips as if to steady himself.

“Kiss a part of my body you don’t usually kiss,” she whispered, her voice trembling with both nerves and excitement. Kumar didn’t hesitate. He moved behind her, his hands sliding around her waist as he pressed a kiss to the nape of her neck.

Then he lowered himself further, his lips trailing down her spine until he reached the curve of her ass. Lina gasped as she felt his warm breath against her skin, followed by the press of his lips against her cheek. His tongue darted out, swiping lightly, and she nearly collapsed against him.

“Your turn,” he said, his voice thick with desire. Lina turned to face him, her heart racing as she leaned down and pressed a kiss to his exposed hipbone. Her lips lingered there, feeling the way his muscles tensed beneath her touch. When she pulled back, she could see the hunger in his eyes.

“Kiss any part of your body,” he said, and before she could respond, he was leaning forward, his lips capturing one of her taut nipples through the fabric of her dress. His tongue teased her through the material, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Lina’s head fell back, a moan escaping her lips as he moved to the other breast, his hands cupping them firmly as he lavished attention on each one.

“Remove your panties with your mouth,” he dared next, his voice muffled against her skin. Lina’s breath hitched, but she couldn’t deny the thrill that shot through her as she watched him lower himself to the floor of the van. His breath was hot against her inner thighs as he tugged at the hem of her dress, exposing her black lace panties. His teeth gripped the edge of the fabric, and with a slow, deliberate motion, he began to pull them down. Lina lifted her hips slightly, helping him as the panties slid down her legs and off completely. She was completely exposed now, and the cool air against her heated skin made her shiver.

“Dry hump,” Kumar said, his voice rough as he positioned himself behind her. His hard cock pressed against her ass, and she could feel every inch of him as he began to move against her. Lina’s hands gripped the edge of the bed as pleasure surged through her, her body responding eagerly to the friction.

“This is just a game, right?” she whispered, though her voice was already trembling with need.

“Just a game,” Kumar murmured against her ear, his hands gripping her hips as he ground himself harder against her ass.

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Chapter 17: Ravi & Kumar (Act 12)


Lina’s body tensed as Kumar’s cock continued to grind against her ass, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her. His hands roamed over her curves, gripping her hips firmly before sliding up to squeeze her breasts. She could feel his breath hot against her neck, his low groans vibrating through her.

“Kumar,” she whispered, her voice trembling, “is this still… still part of the dare?”

“Yes,” he grunted, his hips moving with more urgency now. “Just a game, Lina. Just a game.”

But it didn’t feel like a game anymore. His cock pressed insistently against her, the thin fabric of her dress doing little to shield her from the heat of him. She could feel his hardness, the way it rubbed against her entrance, and despite herself, she felt a surge of wetness between her legs.

“Kumar, I....” she started, but her words were cut off by a moan as his fingers pinched her nipples through the fabric of her dress.

He didn’t stop, his rhythm steady, relentless. His cock slid against her pussy again, and she could hear the slick sound of her arousal mixing with the friction. Her body was betraying her, responding to his touch, his nearness, his heat. But guilt gnawed at the edges of her mind, sharp and insistent.

“Wait,” she gasped, pushing weakly against his hands. “Wait, we should stop.”

Kumar froze for a moment, his breathing ragged. He pulled back slightly, his cock still pressed against her but no longer moving. Lina could feel the tension in his body, the way he was holding himself back.

“Here,” he said abruptly, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a joint. “Let’s take the edge off.”

Lina hesitated, her body still thrumming with need, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. She reached for the joint, her fingers trembling as she took it from him. He lit it for her, and she inhaled deeply, the smoke filling her lungs and loosening the tightness in her chest.
“Better?” he asked, his voice softer now.

She nodded, though she wasn’t sure if it really was better or just more complicated. Kumar took a drag himself before setting the joint aside.

“Three more rounds,” he said, his tone playful but with an edge of something darker. “Come on, Lina. Just three...”

She looked at him, her resolve wavering. The effects of the joint were already taking hold, melting away her resistance. She wanted to say no, to stop this before it went too far, but the words wouldn’t come.

“Okay,” she finally said, her voice barely audible. “Three more.”
Kumar grinned, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “Your turn first. Make me cum using only your lips.”

Lina’s eyes widened. “What? Kumar...I can’t....”

“You can,” he insisted, his voice firm but not unkind. “And you will.”

She stared at him, her heart pounding. Slowly, reluctantly, she moved closer to him, her hands trembling as they hovered uncertainly over his body. Kumar leaned back, giving her space but watching her intently.

Lina swallowed hard, her mind racing. She knew she shouldn’t do this, knew it was wrong, but the pull of the dare, the high from the joint, and the lingering heat from their earlier encounters were too much to resist. She lowered herself between his legs, her eyes fixed on his cock, hard and waiting.

Her lips brushed tentatively against the tip, and Kumar let out a sharp hiss of pleasure. Encouraged by his reaction, she kissed him again, this time with more confidence. Her lips moved down the length of him, exploring every inch with soft, teasing kisses.

“That’s it,” Kumar murmured, his hand tangling in her hair. “Use your lips… just like that…”

Lina’s kisses grew more intense, her tongue flicking out to taste him. She could hear his breathing quicken, feel the tension building in his body. Her own arousal spiked as she realized the power she held over him in this moment.

Her lips wrapped around the head of his cock, sucking gently. Kumar groaned, his hips bucking slightly. She took him deeper into her mouth, her tongue swirling around him as she moved up and down his length.

“Fuck, Lina,” he muttered, his grip tightening in her hair. “You’re so good at this…”

The praise sent a thrill through her, and she redoubled her efforts, taking him deeper, faster. Kumar's moans grew louder, more desperate, and she could feel him throbbing in her mouth. His release was close; she could sense it in the way his body tensed, the way his breath hitched.
With one final suck, Kumar came, his cock pulsing as he filled her mouth with hot, salty cum. Lina swallowed instinctively, the taste of him overwhelming her senses. She pulled back slowly, licking her lips as she looked up at him.

Kumar was panting, his eyes half-lidded as he gazed down at her. “Fuck,” he said again, his voice hoarse. “That was… incredible.”

Lina felt a strange mix of pride and shame as she sat back on her heels. She had done it...completed the dare but at what cost?

“Your turn,” Kumar said after a moment, his voice already regaining its playful edge. “For the next thirty minutes… I get to do anything I want with you.”

Lina’s eyes widened. Anything? The word echoed in her mind, sending shivers down her spine. She opened her mouth to protest, but Kumar was already setting the timer on his phone.

“Time starts now,” he said with a grin. Before she could react, he was on her, his lips crashing against hers in a searing kiss. Lina’s mind went blank as he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth with a hunger that left her breathless. His hands were everywhere, cupping her breasts, sliding down her sides, gripping her hips.

“Kumar,” she managed to gasp between kisses, “we should stop…”

But even as she said the words, her body was betraying her again, arching into his touch, craving more. Kumar's hands found the hem of her dress and pulled it up, revealing the curve of her hips, the swell of her ass. He tugged it over her head entirely, leaving her completely nude.

Lina’s heart raced as she lay there exposed, vulnerable. Kumar’s eyes raked over her body, taking in every inch of her. He took off his own clothes with practiced ease, his cock already hardening again as he climbed on top of her.

“Relax,” he murmured, his lips brushing against hers. “I’ll be gentle.”
His hands cupped her breasts again, squeezing them as he kissed her deeply. Lina’s body responded eagerly, her nipples hardening under his touch. She could feel his cock pressing against her thigh, hot and insistent.

The timer on Kumar’s phone ticked down steadily as their bodies moved together.

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Chapter 17: Ravi & Kumar (Act 13)


Lina's breath came in shallow gasps as Kumar’s hands roamed freely over her bare skin, his touch igniting trails of fire wherever they lingered. The effects of the joint had fully taken hold now, her mind swimming in a haze of pleasure and desire. She could barely think straight, her body betraying her every moral instinct as it arched instinctively toward his.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Kumar murmured, his voice thick with lust. His fingers traced the curve of her hips before sliding up to her breasts, kneading them with a firmness that made Lina whimper.

Her nipples hardened instantly, pebbling under his rough touch. He leaned down, his mouth capturing one stiff peak between his lips, sucking hard enough to make her back arch off the van’s cramped floor.

“Ah! Kumar....” Lina’s voice broke as his tongue swirled around her nipple, teasing it relentlessly before moving to the other. She couldn’t help but bury her fingers in his hair, gripping tightly as waves of electric pleasure shot through her. God, why does this feel so good? Her thoughts were a jumbled mess, guilt and arousal warring within her as Kumar continued his assault on her senses.

Kumar smirked against her skin, sensing her surrender in the way her body writhed beneath him. “See? You like this,” he said, his voice low and teasing. His hands slid down her sides, squeezing her hips before moving to her thighs. Lina’s legs were still tightly crossed, a feeble attempt to maintain some semblance of control, but Kumar wasn’t having it. He gently but firmly pushed them apart, spreading her wide open.

“No, wait...” Lina protested weakly, though the tremor in her voice betrayed her words. Her hands fluttered toward his shoulders, but she didn’t push him away. She couldn’t. The way he was looking at her...hungry, predatory sent shivers down her spine.

Kumar ignored her half-hearted protest, his eyes locked on hers as he lowered himself between her legs. He pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh, then another, each one making her tremble. His breath was warm against her sensitive skin as he moved closer to her core, teasing her with the promise of what was to come.

“Kumar, please…” Lina’s voice was barely a whisper now, her resolve crumbling with every kiss he planted on her thighs. Her body was thrumming with anticipation, her pulse quickening as he finally closed the distance between his lips and her pussy.

The moment his tongue touched her, Lina let out a sharp gasp. Her fingers tightened in his hair as he began to explore her folds with slow, deliberate strokes. “Oh my God!” she moaned, her hips lifting off the ground involuntarily. Kumar chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating against her most intimate place, sending jolts of pleasure through her.

He alternated between licking and sucking, his tongue flicking over her clit in a way that made her toes curl. One hand gripped her hip to hold her in place while the other delved between her folds, sliding a finger inside her slick entrance. Lina cried out, her body writhing as he began to pump his finger in and out, curling it just right to hit that spot inside her that made stars burst behind her eyelids.

“You’re so wet for me,” Kumar said, pulling back just enough to speak. His voice was thick with satisfaction as he added a second finger, stretching her deliciously. “I knew you wanted this. You’ve been thinking about it since that camping trip, haven’t you?”

Lina shook her head, though the denial felt hollow even to her own ears. “No… I don’t…” But her words trailed off into a moan as Kumar’s fingers continued their relentless rhythm, his thumb brushing against her clit in time with his thrusts.

She shouldn’t be enjoying this. She shouldn’t. But it felt so damn good.

Kumar leaned in again, his tongue replacing his thumb as he lapped at her clit with an intensity that left her breathless. “Don’t lie to yourself, Lina,” he said between licks. “You’ve been craving this just as much as I have.”

Her body was on fire, every nerve alight with sensation as Kumar worked her expertly. The combination of his tongue and fingers was too much, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. “I’m… I’m going to....” Lina’s warning came out in a desperate whimper as the tension coiled tighter and tighter inside her.

“Let it go,” Kumar urged, his voice a low growl against her pussy. “Come for me.”
And she did. With a cry that was half relief, half ecstasy, Lina shattered, her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. Kumar didn’t let up, his tongue continuing to lap at her until she was squirming from oversensitivity.

When she finally came down from her high, Lina lay there trembling, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Kumar sat back on his heels, a smug grin spreading across his face as he watched her.

“See? That wasn’t so bad, was it?” he teased, his fingers brushing idly over her inner thigh. “Now, where were we?”

Before Lina could gather her thoughts enough to respond, Kumar climbed on top of her again, his cock pressing insistently against her slick entrance. Her eyes widened as she realized what he was about to do.

“Wait! Condom!!!” she blurted out, panic cutting through the haze of pleasure.

Kumar shook his head, his expression both amused and impatient. “I don’t have one,” he said simply. “But I think it’s time for the final dare.”

Lina’s heart pounded as she stared up at him, torn between fear and desire. “Kumar…”. He leaned down, his lips brushing against hers as he whispered, “Take me raw.”

Lina gasped as the tip of his cock pressed against her opening.

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Chapter 17: Ravi & Kumar (Act 14)


The van was thick with the heavy scent of marijuana, the air almost syrupy as Lina’s mind swam in a haze of intoxication. Her body felt like it didn’t belong to her anymore, every nerve alight with a raw, primal hunger that she couldn’t ignore.

Kumar's presence loomed over her, his dark eyes gleaming with an intensity that made her heart race despite the flicker of fear that crept into her chest.

She felt the tip of his hard cock pressing insistently against her entrance, and a shiver ran down her spine. The heat of him was overwhelming, and though her conservative nature screamed at her to stop, her body betrayed her, arching slightly toward him in desperate need. Kumar smirked, sensing her internal struggle, and leaned down to whisper in her ear, his breath hot against her skin.
“Relax, Lina,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing. “You’ve been dreaming about this since that camping trip, haven’t you?”

Lina shook her head weakly, her lips parting in a shaky protest, but no words came out. She felt him push forward, and a sharp gasp escaped her lips as he began to fill her. His cock was thick, stretching her in ways that made her wince and moan simultaneously. “It’s… it’s too big,” she whimpered, her hands gripping his shoulders for support.

Kumar chuckled darkly, his hips pressing forward until he was fully sheathed inside her. “You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned, his voice thick with desire. “Now I see why Rahim cums so fast when he fucks you. He told me once when he was drunk and couldn’t stop bragging about how good you feel.”

Lina’s cheeks burned at the mention of her husband’s name, but she couldn’t deny the truth in Kumar's words. Rahim had always struggled to last long during sex, often finishing before she could fully enjoy herself. But Kumar is different. He was determined to take his time, to savor every moment.

Kumar started to move, slow and deliberate at first, his hips rolling against hers in a rhythm that made her toes curl. She could feel every inch of him, every ridge and pulse, and it was both overwhelming and intoxicating.

Lina’s chest rose and fell rapidly, her mind foggy from the joints they’d smoked earlier. She could barely process what was happening, but the warmth spreading through her core was undeniable. “Kumar… I…” she started, but he cut her off with a deep kiss, his tongue sliding against hers as he began to move.

“You’ll get used to it,” Kumar assured her, his voice rough with lust. “Just let go. Let me make you feel good.”

He leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, hungry kiss that left her breathless. His hands roamed over her body, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples until she was writhing beneath him.

He increased the pace, his hips slamming into hers with a rhythm that made her toes curl. Lina’s hands clawed at his back, her nails digging into his skin as she tried to hold on. It was too much, too intense but she couldn’t help the way her body responded. Her legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, pulling him deeper with each thrust.

Kumar groaned, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as he fucked her harder. “Fuck, Lina… you feel even better than I imagined,” he muttered, his voice husky with need. “I’ve been thinking about this every damn night. Watching those Bangbus videos, picturing you…”

Lina’s eyes widened at his words as he slowed his pace again, his hands roaming over her body as if memorizing every curve. “You’re so fucking sexy,” he whispered, his lips trailing down her neck. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”

Lina’s breath hitched as he kissed her collarbone, his hands moving to cup her breasts. They were full and heavy in his palms, and he moaned as he squeezed them, his fingers teasing her nipples until they hardened. “God, these tits are unreal,” he muttered, his mouth closing around one as he continued to thrust into her.

The combination of sensations was almost too much for Lina to handle. Her back arched as pleasure surged through her, her moans mingling with the sounds of their bodies slapping together. She could feel herself getting closer to the edge, but Kumar seemed determined to drag it out.

He pulled his mouth away from her breast and sat up slightly, his eyes locked on hers. “I’m not done with you yet,” he said, his voice firm but laced with desire. “Ride me”

Hesitant but unable to resist the pull of her own arousal, Lina straddled him, lowering herself slowly onto his thick cock. The sensation was even more intense this way, and she couldn’t help but moan as he filled her completely. Kumar’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements as she began to ride him.

“That’s it,” he said, his hands moving to squeeze her ass as she began to move. “Ride me, Lina.”

Her thighs trembled as she lifted herself up and then sank back down, taking him deep inside her. The sensation was even more intense from this angle, and she couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped her lips. Her hands moved to his chest for balance as she increased the pace, her body moving with a rhythm that felt almost natural.

Kumar’s grip on her hips tightened, and he began to thrust up into her, matching her pace and driving himself deeper. The sound of their bodies meeting echoed in the confined space of the van, along with Lina’s breathy moans and Kumar's low growls of pleasure.

“You’re so fucking hot,” Kumar panted, his eyes locked on hers as he watched her ride him. “I can’t believe I’m finally fucking you.” He leaned up slightly to capture one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking hard enough to make her gasp.

Lina felt a strange mix of guilt and exhilaration coursing through her as she continued to move on top but for now, she couldn’t bring herself to care.  

Lina’s movements became more frantic as pleasure built inside her, her hips grinding against his in a desperate search for release. She could feel Kumar's cock hitting all the right spots, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy through her body.

“Kumar, we need to…” she started, but the words were lost in a moan as he thrust up into her sharply.

He let go of her breast and gripped her hips tightly, guiding her movements as he fucked up into her with increasing urgency. “Don’t stop,” he growled, his voice rough with need. “I’m not finished yet.”

And as Kumar gripped her hips and thrust harder, she knew there was no turning back.

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Chapter 18: Ravi & Kumar (Act 15)


Kumar’s hands gripped Lina’s hips tightly as he pulled her body back to meet his thrusts, the sound of their skin slapping together filling the smoke-filled van. Lina’s back arched, her breasts bouncing with each powerful movement. Her breath came in short, erratic gasps as she tried to keep up with his relentless pace.

“Why aren’t you stopping?” she panted, her voice tinged with desperation. “Rahim...he’ll notice I’m gone. He’ll come looking for me.”

Kumar smirked, his hands sliding up her sides to cup her full breasts, squeezing them roughly. “Relax, Lina,” he murmured, his voice dripping with fake reassurance. “He’s too busy drinking with Ravi. He won’t even realize you’re missing. Besides, we’ve got time...plenty of time.”
Lina’s eyes widened as she realized the timer still hadn’t gone off. “Wait… how much longer is there?”

Kumar chuckled darkly, his hips never slowing. “I might’ve… adjusted it a bit. Sixty minutes instead of thirty. Figured we could use the extra time to really enjoy ourselves.”

“Kumar!” she gasped, but her protest was cut off as he thrust deeper, hitting a spot that made her moan loudly. Her body betrayed her, arching back into him as pleasure surged through her. She hated how good it felt, how much she wanted him to keep going despite the guilt gnawing at her.

Kumar’s hands slid down her back, gripping the curve of her hips as he pulled her up into a sitting position. “Let’s try something new,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding. Before Lina could protest, he guided her to turn around, positioning her in reverse cowgirl.

“Wh-what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice trembling as she felt his hardness pressing against her entrance. She hadn’t done this before, and the vulnerability of it made her pulse race.

Kumar chuckled darkly, his hands roaming up her sides to squeeze her breasts, thumbs teasing her nipples. “Relax, Lina. Just let me take care of you.” With a firm grip on her hips, he thrust upward, sliding deep inside her. Lina gasped, her hands bracing against his thighs as she adjusted to the angle.

He began to move, his rhythm steady but intense, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her. His hands alternated between squeezing her breasts and pulling her hips down to meet his movements. “Fuck, you feel amazing,” he groaned, his voice thick with desire.

Lina’s body responded instinctively, her back arching as she rocked against him. “Kumar… I can’t....oh!” Her voice broke as he hit a spot that made her see stars. Her nails dug into his thighs as she rode him, the sheer intensity of the position overwhelming her.

But Kumar wasn’t done. With a growl, he pulled out and flipped her onto her side, spooning her from behind. “Let’s make this even better,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. He pressed himself against her, sliding back into her with ease. His arm wrapped around her waist, hand finding its way to her breast again, squeezing and kneading as he thrust deeper.

Lina moaned softly, her body melting into his. The intimacy of the position was undeniable, and she couldn’t help but surrender to the sensations. Kumar’s other hand snaked down to where they were joined, his fingers brushing her clit in time with his thrusts.

“See? You’re perfect for this,” he murmured, his voice dripping with satisfaction. Lina could only whimper in reply, her body trembling as pleasure built within her. Kumar's hands were relentless, his touch alternating between tender and possessive, driving her closer to the edge with every movement.

His hands moved from her breasts to her shoulders, urging her forward onto her hands and knees. Lina resisted for a moment, but Kumar was too strong, too determined. He positioned himself behind her, his cock sliding out of her only to press against her entrance again.

“No, Kumar, I can’t....” she started, but he didn’t let her finish. With one swift motion, he pushed into her from behind, his length filling her completely. Her breath caught in her throat as he began to move, his thrusts deep and deliberate.

“You can,” he growled, leaning over her to kiss the back of her neck. One hand snaked around to grip her breast again, the other holding her hip steady as he fucked her harder. “You’re doing so well, Lina. Just let go.”

Lina’s nails dug into the makeshift bed beneath her as Kumar drove into her again and again, his cock throbbing inside her. She could feel him swelling, knew he was close, and panic surged through her. “Kumar, please...pull out,” she begged, her voice trembling. “You can’t....you can’t cum inside me.”

He groaned, his movements becoming more erratic. “I need to, Lina. I need to feel you tight around me when I do.”
“No!” she pleaded, trying to push back against him, but he only held her tighter. “Please, just....outside. Do it outside.”

Kumar paused for a moment, his breath hot against her ear. “Fine,” he whispered, “but only if you say it. Say my name. Tell me this is the best fuck you’ve ever had.”

Lina hesitated, but Kumar thrust into her deeply, making it impossible to think straight. “Kumar!!!” she moaned, her voice breaking. “This… this is the best fuck I’ve ever had.”

Kumar’s face flushed with triumph as he nodded, his hips slowing but never stopping. He was determined to prolong the moment, savoring every second of Lina’s tightness around him. His breath came in ragged gasps as he gripped her ass tightly, sliding his cock slowly back and forth, feeling her cunt gripping him like a vice.

“I don’t get to fuck my wife anymore,” Kumar confessed, his voice strained with desire and frustration. “Not since I lost my job. She’s always too tired, too busy… I don’t want this to end, Lina.”

Lina’s heart raced as she heard his words, her mind swirling with conflicting emotions. Against her better judgment, she whispered, “It’s okay… tonight, I’m yours.” The words slipped out before she could stop them, and she couldn’t believe she had said it so openly.

Renewed with vigor, Kumar groaned deeply, his thrusts becoming more deliberate. “Let me fuck you again before the night ends,” he pleaded, his voice thick with desperation. Lina nodded hesitantly, her body betraying her though her mind screamed caution. She wondered how much longer he could keep going.

Kumar pulled out from her suddenly, pausing to catch his breath. His cock was red, fully erect, and glistening with precum. He turned Lina to face him, his eyes dark with hunger.

“Have you… cum yet?” Lina asked softly, her gaze flickering down to his dripping cock.

“Not yet,” Kumar replied, his voice hoarse. Just as Lina began to relax, he entered her again, his cock sliding deep inside her with ease. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, and Kumar's hands roamed over them, squeezing and teasing her nipples. His mouth alternated between kissing her lips and sucking at her neck, leaving marks that made her shiver.

“Let me cum inside you,” Kumar begged, his voice ragged. “It feels so fucking good, Lina. Please.”
Lina shook her head, her voice firm despite the haze of pleasure. “You promised, Kumar. Outside.”

Kumar growled, his thrusts becoming more frantic. “Fuck, Lina, you’re so tight... I’m going to fucking explode!” His filthy words sent a jolt of panic through her, but thankfully, he pulled out just in time. Thick ropes of cum sprayed across her breasts, painting her skin with his release. Lina gasped, staring down at herself in shock. She had never experienced so much cum in her life.

Exhausted, both of them collapsed onto the makeshift bed, their breathing heavy and uneven. The weight of what had just happened hung in the air, but for now, all they could do was lie there, tangled together in the aftermath of their reckless passion.

“Next time,” he whispered, his voice thick with satisfaction, “I won’t pull out.”
Lina’s eyes widened, but before she could respond, Kumar leaned in close, his lips brushing against hers in a slow, lingering kiss. His hand cupped her cheek, his thumb tracing the curve of her jaw.

“Deal?” he murmured against her lips.
Lina hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly, her heart pounding in her chest. “Deal.”