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[Bloodylust]

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Sweet Swetha

[Bloodylust]

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1, Deceit or Revenge?




Sweet Swetha

[Bloodylust]

Deceit or Revenge?
Part 1

“What the hell are you doing?”
“Just about done. I’m coming.”
“What a fate, I had to put up with you. Look at your sisters-in-law and learn something from them. You grown-up, but imbecile.”
Group of four ladies were chatting in the hall while Pavithra walked across them in complete humiliation. Two of the ladies looked mockingly at her and the other ladies felt pity as they looked at almost teary-eyed Pavithra. She almost stumbled as she carried the heavy bags, while the husband Krishnamoorthy proudly walked empty handed. Her mother-in-law offered to help her with the bags till the cab, but the man stared at her.
“You think she can’t carry the bags?”
Krishnamoorthy’s mother had great affection for Pavithra and always leaned in favor of her as she knew that she was ill-treated by her son. But he was always tough with her. Krishnamoorthy is 40-year-old guy massively built at a height of 6 feet 3 inches, weighing around 105 kgs. He married late. He was dark complexioned with a developing pot belly due to excessive drinking. Yes, he is always drunk. In fact, he is currently drunk already. He developed alcoholism in the past one year. He wanted to have a child as he was already 40 years old, but no success. His drinking habit is also a reason for the delay in children. He vented his frustration on his wife Pavithra.
Pavithra is a very traditional and obedient wife, aged 29. She always wore a saree with a modest blouse. Despite the lack of skin show or modern dresses, she always had a magnetic charm. She always wraps her saree around her shoulders and keeps her head down, but her eyes resemble silk Smitha. Since she is always fully wrapped, her body shape is not known to many, but the men try to measure her with all the visible features and it adds kick to them. But her husband knows her shapes and he knew he is the luckiest man in the town. She’s such a beauty. He is partly rude with her to dominate her to establish superiority as he was infested with inferiority complex. His massive physique actually helped him with the command. Even the area guys would be scared of him.
They got into the cab as they were supposed to travel to Pavithra’s parent’s home for her father’s retirement function. During their cab travel Pavithra try to avoid any engagement with her husband as she feared he might act rude in front of the cab driver.
“Are you cursing your fate for getting married to me?”
“What? No. No. Not at all. I… I… was thinking about my father.”
“Yes, you think about your father, you think about your brother, you think about the neighborhood boys. But you never think about me.”
The driver looked at her through the rear mirror and she felt embarrassed.
“Why are you thinking like this? I always think about you.”
“About me? Oh! Let me guess. You must be thinking when I will die, so you can have fun and live happily.”
“No. Why are you talking like this?” Her voice is almost choked with humiliation.
She looked at the driver to see if he’s looking at her.
“What? You like the driver?”
She was further getting humiliated. She wanted to end the conversation. So, she just nodded negatively and turned away to look out of the car window. She had tears in her eyes. The driver also felt sad for her. He thought that she’s such a beautiful girl to have been tied to such a beast.
“Focus on the driving.”
He always established himself as an alpha male to Pavithra and also the men in the neighborhood.
It was a busy lane at the railway platform. Lot of crowd and Pavithra took the burden of carrying the luggage while Krishna swung his arms majestically, walking in front of Pavithra. She was carrying a backpack, pulling a trolley and holding a carry bag holding their food. Krishna offered no help. Pavithra had no complaints about the load she was carrying, but she had some other burden in her heart which she could not bear. She navigated through the crowd with all the load, braving the lechers who tried to use her helpless situation, trying to feel her body. Krishna was so intoxicated that he did not care what happens to Pavitra. He walked ahead and spotted his compartment and signaled her wife to follow him. She dragged all the weight and tried to keep up. They booked a 2nd AC compartment.
“Have you ever travelled by AC compartment? I’m sure no. Enjoy the travel.”
She felt so degraded by his taunts. It’s a husband’s duty to facilitate a wife. He should not be proud of it. She did not respond as she had a lot to take care. Her husband coolly climbed into the compartment squeezing through a crowd of boys who looked to be returning from a college trip.
“Move, children.”
Krishna showed his arrogance.
“Side off, old man.”
A well build guy warned him and pushed him aside while he chewed on his chewing gum.
“Leave it Prathik. Let the old wolf go his way.”
All the boys laughed. It was the first time Pavithra saw her husband bullied by someone. She somehow felt happy inwards, although she was against any insult to her husband.
Krisha showed his angry stare which no one cared, and pushed him aside. He also kept staring and walked aside. He did not move his gaze away from them. He would not take any insult easily. He calmly walked past the boys and spotted their seats, while Pavithra still struggled to pulled the luggage on hand. As she reached the entrance, the boys stood at the way. She was dressed in a traditional saree with her head covered. She tried to climb the compartment, but it was difficult with all the load. She tried to push them into the train, but it was difficult as it was heavy. She struggled to lift the load and push it inside. Somehow, she lifted the luggage and placed it inside the compartment, but the boys were standing at the entrance. She held the holding rod but was unable to pull up as she was having a heavy backpack on her shoulders. Suddenly a strong hand held her hand and gripped her wrist.
“Need help, madam?”
It was the same guy who bullied her husband. She was supposed to be angry at him, but strangely she felt an unknown sense of relief. But she maintained a serious face as she stepped into the compartment. But she unknowingly stamped the edge of her saree her Mundhanai (pallu) and her beautiful face was revealed. Prathik was stunned as a stone. He stood their frozen while he did not miss a wink at the beauty in front of him. As she struggled to regain her position she lost more of her robe. Her blouse clad breasts came in his view as her pallu moved off her shoulder. He was smitten by the sexy sight. He stepped forward towards her, but she dodged him and moved past him. She dragged the weight to their seat and tried to push them below the seats, while her husband sat with cross legged. Prathik observed her plight.
“What a waste of a husband! If I were her husband, I would treat her like a queen and fuck her like a bitch, all night.”
As she used all her strength to push the luggage and, in the effort, her boobs swung in action. He held his cock and rubbed it. Pavithra incidentally saw his action and moved her gaze away from him angrily. She began to push the luggage hard, making some sound. Her husband got irritated.
“Idiot. Can’t you move the luggage without making some noise?”
Prathik got enraged om him, but he refrained from interfering and walked to the doorway.
“Hey Johnny. Give me a cigarette.”
“Even I need to smoke, buddy. Let’s get into the restroom.”
“I also need to smoke one.” Other friend Raj said.
All three walked into the restroom and locked it. They lit their cigarettes and started smoking.
“You know Raj? Prathik is so attracted by that lady who boarded the train some time back. He’s crazy for her.”
“Really? Anybody would be crazy for her dude. What an ass, what a sexy pair of boobs? I wish I would fuck her sexy mouth through her boobs. Getting goosebumps with that feeling.”
“Shut up Raj. Don’t talk like that. Poor lady.”
“Did you listen to what Prathik said?” Johnny mocked Prathik.
“Do you remember what you said about her some time back?” He further questioned Prathik.
“What did he say?” Raj asked
“I’ll tell what he said.”
“Shut up dude.” Prathik said smiling.
“What did you say? You wanted to drag her into the restroom and push her onto her knees and fuck her mouth like a bitch and cum all over her face. He wanted to push her onto the commode in a doggy position and fuck her while you squeeze her boobs and spank her ass while you continue to fuck her. You want to fuck her in all positions. And you know what else he said?”
“What?” Raj asked curiously.
“He wanted to fuck her on her berth, just above her husband’s berth. He wanted her to see her husband as he fucked her on his berth.”
Both Raj and Johnny laughed.
“Such a crazy and impossible wish dude.”
Someone outside was hearing all of their conversation with red eyes. Pavithra, who came to wash her face at the wash basin, heard all they spoke and was angry at what they spoke. She wanted to break the door and bash them all.
“Shut up dude. That was all before. Not now.” Prathik said.
“Oh really? You are a saint now? What changed buddy?”
“I really feel sad for her.” Prathik expressed concern.
“What can you do buddy? It’s her fate.”
“Need your help. I need to do something.”
“What do you want to do?”
“I want to smash that bastard’s face in front of his wife and crush his ego.”
“Whatever you want buddy. Tell us what we need to do.”
“You two just pick up a fight with him. Pin something on him.”
“That’s ok buddy. But what do you gain?”
“Not every time, we do something to gain something. I just want to see her smile. She deserves it.”
“Is that really you, Prathik? I’m surprised.” 
Outside the restroom, even Pavithra’s anger turned into admiration. 

Good luck,
Sweet Swetha

[RadhikaNayar]

Very good start. Hope to get many more such beautiful updates from you my friend.

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is this all or the story will continue...?

[Bloodylust]

Deceit or Revenge?

Part 2

“Is that really you, Prathik? I’m surprised.”
Outside the restroom, even Pavithra’s anger turned into admiration. She quickly moved away from the spot as she sensed that they may come outside any moment. She walked to their seats and climbed up to the upper berth while her husband laid on the lower berth. There was no middle berth. So, her husband was right below her. The train was almost empty. Hardly 16 passengers in the compartment. Pavithra’s compartment had 4 berths, two of which were occupied by Pavithra and her husband, and one was occupied by an old lady, while one berth was empty. The old lady also despised the unruly husband of Pavithra and felt pity for her. Once she even tried to admonish Pavithra’s husband for illtreating her.
“Mind you own business, old lady. This is my family business. Stay out, else you will repent.”
She kept quiet, but hated him. As she stared at him hatefully, he looked back and the old lady laid down to sleep. He got up as he felt thirsty.
“Where is the water bottle?” He screamed at Pavithra.
She quickly propped up in her upper berth and got down. She picked the water bottle from the bag and gave it to him.
She then quickly climbed to her upper berth. As her husband drank water, she saw the two friends of Prathik approach their seats. Krishnamoorthy was sitting on the edge of the berth and drinking water. He had his legs outside at the pathway. Johnny saw that as an opportunity and deliberately tripped on his leg and was about to fall, when Raj held him from falling. Krishnamoorthy also spilled the water all over himself and stared at them angrily, but found them staring back angrily at him.
“What the fuck’s wrong with you? Why do you always pick trouble?”
Johnny shouted which was a cue for Prathik. Meanwhile Krishna also raised his voice.
“It’s you who are picking fight with me.”
As Krishna finished his dialogue, Prathik pitched in. Pavithra, secretly looked at him without him noticing.
“What’s the fuck is your problem, man?” Prathik interfered.
Pavithra can no longer stay out of it.
“Please don’t make an issue. Please let it go.”
Krishna was enraged as she thought she could save him.
“Shut up and sleep in your corner.” Saying this he banged his fist on her berth. The old lady who saw all this cursed him. Pavithra was scared like a kitten. She was like she could cry anytime. She held back her tears. Prathik was furious.
“Why do you keep venting your anger on the poor girl?” The lady defended Pavithra.
“Shut up, old lady. Or I’ll smash your face.”
Prathik held him by his collar.
“Treat women with respect. If you want to show your courage, show it to me.”
Without a warning Prathik punched his face. The old lady was visibly so satisfied when he was punched that she blessed Prathik for serving him right. Suddenly Krishna was dazed at the attack. He was never beaten in his life. Not that he was very brave, but the fear of the people around gave him the courage. For the first time when someone treated him with so carelessly. But he was not ready to give up as two ladies are watching the events. He got up and stepped forward, but before he took another step, Prathik punched him on the chest. And then again kicked him in the abdomen with his knee. Pavithra was sad that her husband was getting beaten up, but subconsciously she was happy. Krishna was so much scared internally but didn’t show up. He was always a coward. His courage is only the fear of others. If they stood up bravely against him, he would be scared. Pavithra understood that. She looked at Prathik who also coincidentally looked at her. She immediately looked away.
His friend played the peacemakers.
“Come on buddy. Leave it.” Raj said.
“You better behave; else you’ll get the same everywhere.” Johnny said.
Krishna didn’t speak a word, nor did he react. He was already intoxicated and he felt dizzy with all the fight.
“Leave him dude. He’s such a poor helpless guy. Spare him.”
More than the beating, the pity the guys showed on him crushed his ego. He quietly laid on his berth and immediately drifted off to sleep. He is a sound sleeper. Pavithra also felt so much relieved. When she saw her husband settled on his berth like a tamed cow, she felt so much satisfaction. She thanked Prathik inwardly. When she thought about him, she recalled the conversation of him and his friends.
“You know Raj? Prathik is so attracted by that lady who boarded the train some time back. He’s crazy for her.”
“Really? Anybody would be crazy for her dude. What an ass, what a sexy pair of boobs? I wish I would fuck her sexy mouth through her boobs. Getting goosebumps with that feeling.”
“Shut up Raj. Don’t talk like that. Poor lady.”
“Did you listen to what Prathik said?”
“Do you remember what you said about her some time back?”
“What did he say?”
“I’ll tell what he said.”
“Shut up dude.”
“What did you say? You wanted to drag her into the restroom and push her onto her knees and fuck her mouth like a bitch and cum all over her face. You wanted to push her onto the commode in a doggy position and fuck her while you squeeze her boobs and spank her ass while you continue to fuck her. You want to fuck her in all positions.”
She initially felt disgusted when she heard those words, but she felt some shivers and goosebumps when she recalled those words. She visualised those words and she started feeling hot even in the cold AC weather. She took off her bedsheet. She shut her eyes to sleep, but the image of Prathik filled her mind. The way he stood up for her, attracted her. For the first time in her life, she saw her husband subdued and tamed. She appreciated Prathik for that. When she thought of Prathik, the conversation played in her mind again and again. The words were translated into images. She imagined Prathik roughly fucking her mouth while she knelt in front of him completely naked. He was holding her mane while he pulled her head towards his cock, pushing more and more of his cock. After a few minutes, he gave longer jerks and released his cum in her mouth and pulled his cock before fully releasing which spilled all over her face and boobs, also portion of his cum fell on her thali (mangalsutra) hanging between her ample boobs. He then fucked her in all poses. She was rubbing herself as she felt the heat. She felt so thirsty. She got down to get the bottle, but she did not know where her husband kept the bottle. She shook him, but he slept like a dead man. She felt hot. So, she thought of washing her face and fresh up. She quietly walked through the almost empty compartment and opened the compartment door. As soon as she opened the door, her heart skipped a beat. Prathik was standing at the exit door and listening to music. He was standing near the wash basin. She felt like a college kid, shy and timid. When he noticed her, he stood straight and gave her a smile. She gave a nervous smile. She did not know what to do. She was about to go back to her berth.
“Please don’t. I know you have come to fresh up. If my presence is a disturbance, I’ll leave.”
He was about to leave, but she stood in his way and blocked the path. He stood before her. He thought she would be angry to hurting her husband.
“Actually, thank you for your concern for me. I know you had beat up my husband for my sake. I really don’t know how to express my feeling.”
She was emotional, she almost had tears. Prathik was glad she understood him, but again wondered how she knew it.
“How do you know it?”
“Actually… I overheard your conversation.”
Prathik suddenly had shock on his face and was embarrassed as their conversation was very dirty. Pavithra understood his thoughts and read his mind.
“I’m sorry. That was gross. Please forgive me.”
Saying so, he was about to go past her. She again stopped him. He was confused. She looked back through the glass door inside the compartment and everyone were asleep. She then turned towards him. Before he could guess her move, she swiftly moved close to him and lifted her head high and held his head from behind and pulled him down. Before he realized the situation, his felt his lips sucked like vacuum. She sucked harder, as she pushed him against the compartment wall. He then wrapped his hands around her and lifted her off the feet and began sucking her lips and her tongue. While they began their tongue fight, their moans were supressed, but the slurping sound resonated the small closed space. Prathik hugged her so tight that she began to feel suffocated. He felt it and disengaged their kiss and released his grip on her. She tumbled backwards against the compartment wall and began to pant. She bowed down while she took deep breaths as she was short of air. Her lips were wet and her saree was crumpled. Prathik also stayed patient, but his harmones were in peak. His cock was rock hard. It was a silent night with no other sound than their hard breathings. Prathik slowly stepped forward and moved towards her. She was aware of his movement. Prathik could see her breasts move up and down as she took deep breaths. He stopped to observe the movement of the sexy globes which was so intoxicating. Again, in a sudden movement, she stepped forward and hugged him tight. Her boobs were pressed against his chest. He was more confident now. He wrapped his hands around her and squeezed her to himself. She gave a gentle squeal which was like an aphrodisiac. His cock jerked and hit her belly. She felt the heat of his cock. She also hugged tighter. His hands travelled lower and grabbed her ass and she moaned. He tightened his grip on her ass and lifted her. Her heartbeat started to rise as she knew that the inevitable is about to happen. She never in her wildest dream thought that such a thing would happen to her. In fact, she is making it happen. She lifted her head to look into his eyes. He was 8 inches taller than her. He squeezed her ass harder and lifted her higher so that their lips could meet. Again, the battle of tongues began. As the tongues fought, Prathik slowly walked towards the restroom. Pavithra noticed that, but she knew that she is in a point of no return. As soon as the restroom door opened and Prathik entered while carrying her, she completely gave herself up for him. He carried her with one hand and locked the door with another hand. He then dropped her on her feet. They stared into each other’s eyes. She understood the situation. He wanted to know what is her limit. She decided to take the initiative. It was her first sexual encounter apart from her husband, whether before of after wedding. And she is doing as if she had done it before. She took a step behind and thought for a second. Then as if she made up her mind, she slipped the pallu and unwrapped her saree. Prathik is unable to believe what’s happening in front of him. She rolled the saree and inserted in the towel holder. She’s now only in blouse and in skirt. Prathik didn’t move as he watch her in awe. She then slowly started unhooking her blouse hooks one by one. Prathik’s heart beat raised a he heard the sound of the hooks coming off. She removed all the hooks and peeled her blouse and kept it in the same place. She was wearing a bra. She was about to remove it when Prathik held her hands.
“Shall I?”
Pavithra gave a shy smile and removed her hands. Prathik did not undo the hook of the bra. Instead, he held the bottom of her bra and lifted it over her boobs, which made her boobs pop out of the bra like a hanging fruit. He knew she was ok with anything he would do. But he looked her for permission. She just gave a mild smile. He took the cue and bent down, taking one of her nipples in his mouth. The wet sensation on her boob sent shockwaves throughout her body. She held his head and pressed it against her boob. He needs no more permissions. He started to wildly suck her nipples one by one as he simultaneously squeezed her boobs. He then unhooked her bra and kept it in his pocket. She was now completely topless in a train toilet. He then continued sucking her 34 D boobs joyfully. She was in ecstasy. While he squeezed her left boob fiercely, he slowly navigated his right hand to her petticoat knot. She skipped a beat when she understood that, but she did not object. He deftly pulled the string and let the petticoat drop at her feet. She quickly bent her knees and held the petticoat which was little wet due to the wet floor. He understood that and gave her a break. She quickly picked it up and hung it at along with her other clothes. She is now only in her panties. She instinctively covered her boobs and closed her thighs tightly. He gently laughed and so did she. He hugged her and she left hey shyness in his warmth. He rubbed her back and slowly reached her ass which was round like a half football. He held her ass cheeks and pinched them. She moaned gently. His thumb inserted into her panty elastic. She let him do what he wants. He gladly pulled the panty off her ass and pulled it down her thighs. He panty was already wet and the wetness in her pussy felt a chill feel. She hugged him tight. He pushed the panty till her knees and she wiggled the panty off her legs. He bent down and picked her panty.
Now she is completely naked except for her thali, bangles and her anklets. She bowed down in shy. He held her by her chin and raised her head and she gave a smile. Without any instruction, she knelt in front of him. He was confused. He was wearing a track pant and a t shirt. She held his track pant and pulled it down. He was overjoyed. He never imagined such a thing in his dreams. His track pant is pulled till his knees. His underwear had kept a monster arrested and Pavithra is about to free that monster which is raring to assault her. She was breathing hard. She took one deep breath and, in an instant, pulled his underwear and his cock immediately sprung outside like jack in a box. It swung like a spring, very hard 8 inch 3.5-inch-thick black cock. It dangled up and down like a fast pendulum. She moved her face forward and let his cock hit her nose. She then held the cock in her slender hands and rubbed it back and forth. He was in heaven.
“Is it just like you imagined?”
He was not in his senses. She pressed his cock and again asked.
“Is it just like you imagined?”
He just nodded his head as he was lost for words. She took her tongue out and touched the tip of his cock with the tip of her tongue. He was going mad that he could no longer hold. He held her braided hair behind her head. She instinctively opened her mouth. As he pushed his cock into her mouth, she chocked. He pulled it out.
“Are you ok?”
She just nodded as she stared into his caring eyes.
“Don’t be gentle. Do as you wish.”
Prathik was not able to believe her words.
“Are you sure?”
She again nodded. Although she accepted, he started gentle. He pushed his cock into her mouth. Pavithra didn’t want to discourage him, so she bore the discomfort without showing. He started to slowly increase the pace. When they got into rhythm, he was fucking her mouth like a piston as saliva started dribbling through the corners of her mouth, flowing onto her boobs. He held the back of her head and fucked her to his heart’s content. She hugged his thighs and cooperated her best. He then started to fuck erratically and she understood he was about to cum. She was prepared. He started shooting his load into her throat, but she quickly pulled out. He was confused. She held his cock and directed his cock at her face. He understood that she’s trying to fulfil his wish. As she rubbed his cock, he shot copious amount of his load on her face. Her face was literally shrouded in his cum. She immediately got up and went to the wash basin. When she looked at herself in the mirror, she saw that her face looked funny with all that white stuff smeared all over. She laughed loud and bent down before the wash basin to wash her face. He went behind her and looked at the mirror. They both looked good together. He wrapped his hand around her and held the boobs.
“Can’t get enough of these boobs.”
Saying that he started to squeeze them. He occasionally pinched her nipples as she washed her face. He used his one hand to hold his dick and tried to position it at her cunt hole. Just then they heard a sound at their door. In an unexpected moment, their door opened and they were naked, exposed to the intruder.