Adultery NEMESIS

[Neelkantha]

Part 97 – Pihu Made Me Her Captive

Pihu’s POV- Sometimes we do things that will have more impact on us in the future than in the present. When we do something, we don't realize that its impact will be greater in the future than in the present. Something similar happened to me recently. I told you about Raju earlier. Raju is my husband Bijan's nephew, Bijan's elder sister's only son. I've already recounted the story of his first ever sexual encounters with me. When I decided to have sex with him, the situation was different. He was depressed, and at that moment, it seemed to me that it was the right thing to do to help him out of his depression. And I did have sex with him. During that time, his condition improved significantly. His depression had subsided considerably, and he had returned to his normal academic life. Raju was an introvert, as I've already told you. Raju doesn't make friends easily. But after having sex with me, he became friends with me. And our bond had become quite strong. He would occasionally call me and talk to me. He had become closer to me than his mother. Anyway, after returning from Shantiniketan, we both (I and Bijan) were busy with our daily lives. About six months passed like this. During this time, nothing particularly significant happened to either of us. We had both settled into living our lives in a normal way. Bijan was busy with his office work, and I with my household chores. One day, suddenly I got a call from Bijan’s Jamaibabu (brother-in-law). Actually, I used to talk mostly with Didi (elder sister) and Raju. I didn't get to talk to him much. So, when I received his call that day, I was a little surprised. I picked up his call and said, "Hello, Jamaibabu. Tell me, how did you suddenly remember me today?" Hearing this, Jamaibabu laughed. He said, "Oh, no, no, Pihu, it's nothing like that. It's been a long time since I spoke with you and Bijan, so I thought I'd call you today and talk for a while." I said, "Good. So, tell me, how are Didi and Raju?" Jamaibabu said, "They're both doing well." I said, "Raju's final exams are coming up, right? So how is his preparation going? He's studying well, isn't he?" Jamaibabu remained silent for a moment, then said, "Since Raju came back from living at your house, there's definitely been a change in him. He's been studying just like before. But..." I interrupted him and said, "But what, Jamaibabu? Is Raju depressed again?" Jamaibabu said, "He's not depressed. But he doesn't feel like studying either. For a few days, I've noticed that he's just as sad as before." I knew the real reason for Raju's depression. After listening to Jamaibabu, I began to wonder if Raju was involved with another girl. I asked Jamaibabu, "What's wrong with him again? He hasn't gotten involved with a new girl, has he?" Jamaibabu immediately said, "Oh, no, no. It's nothing like that. I've inquired about his college. He's not having an affair with a girl." I said, "Then what?" Jamaibabu said, "That's what I don't know. My son won't tell us anything himself. I thought you were the only one who could understand his thoughts. You motivated him last time, too. So I thought it would be good if you talked to him or explained things to him this time. There's not even a month left for his final exams. If he just forgets everything and sits around like this, his results won't be good." I said, "I'll definitely talk to him. Don't worry. Raju is a very bright and intelligent boy. He'll definitely understand if I explain things to him." Hearing my words, Jamaibabu remained silent for a while. Then he said, "Pihu, what I was thinking that, it would be better if you came here instead of talking to him on the phone." I said, "What you mean by here?" Jamaibabu said hesitantly, "Here, I mean, at our place. Look, Raju's final exams are three to four weeks away. I was thinking it would be great if you came and stayed at our place for these three to four weeks and prepared him for his final exams. Your nanad (sister-in-law) and I would be at peace. What do you say?" I said, "That's a good suggestion, Jamaibabu. But it's not about a day or two, it's about a month. Bijan will have trouble if I stay at your place for a month." Jamaibabu said, "You should try talking to Bijan once. I believe you'll be able to make him understand the seriousness of the situation." I'll definitely make him understand, but I'll have to do something else for him. I started thinking to myself. Finding me silent, Jamaibabu spoke again, "What are you thinking, Pihu? Don't overthink it. This is about my son's future. You've helped him before. Please help us once more. If you want, I'll talk to Bijan myself." I told him, "Jamaibabu, don't worry. You won't need to talk to Bijan. I'll talk to him myself. And I think he'll be okay with that. After all, Raju is his nephew. He won't say anything for the sake of his future." Hearing my words, Jamaibabu seemed relieved. He said happily, "Okay, you talk to Bijan. I'll call you tomorrow." I said, "Let Bijan come home from work. I'll talk to him." Jamaibabu happily cut off the call. I began to think about how I would explain it to Bijan. I knew he wouldn't refuse to let me stay at Didi's house for Raju's sake. Still, I didn't want to take the risk. So I started planning for the night right away.

As usual, Bijan returned home from office on time. I had tea and evening snacks with him. He started chatting with me. I didn't mention anything to him about Raju or Didi staying at home. I had put it aside for the night. After our conversation, I went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. A little while later, Bijan followed me into the kitchen and grabbed me from behind, kissing my neck and shoulders. Otherwise, I would have sent him away or stopped him from doing this. But today, I wasn't willing to refuse him anything. So, I didn't stop him. He held me from behind and started fondling my boobs over my maxi. I could tell from his movements how aroused he was. This was going to make my job even easier. He began kissing and licking my neck, shoulders, and earlobes for a long time. Bijan was already aroused, but now he was starting to turn me on too. I said to him, "What's wrong, Bijan? It seems you're in a great mood today. What's the matter?" He replied, squeezing my boobs. "Yes, darling, I'm really hot today. I don't know why I've been wanting to fuck you since noon. I thought I'd take a break and come home and fuck you to my heart's content." I laughed and said, "What's that? You could have come. I wouldn't have refused you." As he said this, he turned me towards him, placed his lips on mine, and started kissing me. I grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled him closer, responding to his kiss. I can have sex with any man in the world as much as I want, but the true pleasure and satisfaction I get only from sex with my husband, Bijan. That's why I, along with him, never let the opportunity to fuck each other pass us by. And Bijan had a similar desire right now. He was slowly turning me on, and I was getting hot too. Bijan held my lips between his, kissing and sucking them. One of his hands was on my back, and the other was right above my pussy, over my panties. My pussy had already become wet and started to leak juice. I could clearly feel the wetness of my pussy juice on both my thighs. Bijan was kissing my lips without haste, and one of his fingers was caressing my pussy over the wet panties. I felt a shiver at the touch of his finger on my wet clitoris. I was slowly becoming weak before him, and Bijan probably sensed this too. He held my waist tightly with his left hand, and his right hand was repeatedly caressing my pussy. My legs were giving out, and I couldn't even stand properly. Bijan's tongue was inside my mouth, and I was sucking his tongue with mine, drinking his saliva at the same time. Then I realized Bijan's right hand had already slipped inside my wet panties, resting right on my clit. Bijan knew my weakness well. So, in the very first step, he targeted my weakness: my clit. He began to gently scratch my clit with his finger inside my panties. I felt Bijan's finger touch my most sensitive organ, making me even more vulnerable. I wanted to moan, but because my mouth was pressed against his, I couldn't utter a single sound. Only a muffled growl of "unggg..." escaped my throat. This only made Bijan aware of my vulnerability. And he targeted my clit with full force. He repeatedly scratched it with his nails. The more he did this, the more my pussy released its juices, wetting my panties and his hand. The next moment, I realized Bijan's finger was now at the mouth of my pussy. He was trying to insert his finger inside me. But because I was standing, my legs were around each other, blocking the opening of my pussy. And Bijan had difficulty inserting his finger into my pussy. So, I spread my legs wide apart. This opened my pussy, making it easier for Bijan to insert his finger. I could feel his finger entering my pussy. My pussy was overflowing with my own juices. Bijan held me with one hand, and with the other, he was inserting his finger inside my pussy. Our lips were still pressed together as if they were glued with each other. I felt Bijan's tongue in my mouth, sucking and feeling his finger in my pussy. I was constantly diving into an ocean of pleasure and satisfaction. Bijan was slowly inserting and removing his finger in my pussy. He was slowly fucking my pussy with his finger. I tried to moan again, but like before, I failed miserably. Once again, a muffled sound of "Umm..." escaped my throat. I thought the sound would incite Bijan to become even more aroused and he would finger me hard, making me cum. But he didn't. Without any haste, he slowly inserted his finger into my pussy, kissing my lips and moving it around my clit. I was enjoying the feeling of Bijan's finger inside my own pussy even more. I couldn't even stand properly. My legs were trembling violently. And since Bijan hadn't removed my panties yet, it was soaked with my pussy. I let go of Bijan's neck, which I had been holding onto all along. I reached behind me, grabbed the kitchen countertop, and leaned my entire body on Bijan. Bijan held my waist tightly to keep me from falling to the ground. But he didn't stop fingering me even once. He continued fingering me, and my pussy was releasing its own juices. But I couldn't stop myself. Within moments, I felt my entire body convulse, and from my waist to my feet, I felt a shiver. I pulled my legs together tightly, trapping Bijan's finger inside my pussy. He tried a couple of times to pull it out, but I held my legs together so tightly that he couldn't remove it. After a couple of attempts, Bijan stopped and left his finger inside my pussy. I threw my head back, closed my eyes, and climaxed. I felt like taking off my panties myself, but I didn't have the strength to do so myself. So I didn't even try. With an "Ummm..." sound, I released my pussy juices inside my panties. A torrent of pussy juice flowed from my pussy, soaking my panties. Since Bijan's finger was still inside my pussy, my pussy juices had nowhere to flow. In a gush, the juices flowed through my pussy, soaking first Bijan's finger, then my panties, and finally my thighs. I had a very intense orgasm. A strong stream of juice flowed from my pussy. After a long period of orgasm, I and my pussy finally calmed down. By then, my pussy juices had reached my ankles. Slowly, I regained consciousness. I straightened my head and opened my eyes to see Bijan's face. He had a mischievous smile on his face. He was very happy to have made me cum. I blushed at his smile. He slowly removed his finger from my pussy and brought it back to my eyes. Seeing my own pussy juices on my husband's finger before my eyes is an exciting experience in itself. I was both happy and embarrassed to see Bijan's finger coated with my pussy juices. I grabbed his hand and put his finger, soaked in my pussy juices, straight into my mouth. Immediately, I tasted the sour, salty taste of my own pussy juices on his finger. I licked his finger clean with my tongue. Seeing this, Bijan was delighted. He said, "How was it, darling? Did you enjoy it?" I said, "Enjoyable! I've never had more fun than this. This is your debt to me." Bijan laughed at my words. "So when will you repay me?" I kissed him on the lips and said, "Don't worry. I'll repay you tonight." "Uh," I said, silently, then added, "But in a slightly different way." Hearing my words, Bijan asked with great interest, "And how?" I sensually touched his cock over his Bermuda and said, "You'll find out tonight, Bijan." All I can say is that tonight is going to be special for you. And for me too."

After dinner, Bijan quickly went to the bedroom. He was very excited for tonight. A wicked idea came to my mind. I decided to have wild sex with him. When I finished my chore and came into the bedroom, I saw Bijan lying on the bed with his eyes closed. He was probably asleep. I took four scarfs from the wardrobe and tied Bijan's arms and legs to the bed. Bijan was only wearing Bermuda, and it was a summer night, so he was sleeping wearing only Bermuda. I tried to take off his Bermuda, but they wouldn't come off because his legs were tied. I somehow managed to pull it off. Now Bijan's cock was naked before me. Even while sleeping, it was erect. I saw it and my mouth watered. You know I love sucking cock, and how could I pass up this opportunity? I kissed his stomach, his neck, his lips, his cheeks like crazy. His breathing quickened. I began kissing him lovingly. He sobbed in his sleep. I licked his body again. I kissed his chest, then his stomach, then his navel. I kissed him again, from his forehead to his stomach. Then I kissed from his toes to his cock. Then I took his cock in my mouth and began sucking it hard. "Chap... chap..." sounds came out of my mouth. Bijan was moaning "Aaaa... uuuu... aaa... Pihu... ah..." in his sleep. I continued sucking his cock and licking his ass. Just then, Bijan woke up from my actions, and he was shocked to see his hands and legs tied. "Darling, what are you doing?" Bijan asked me, frightened. "You just lie down quietly, Bijan. Today you're my captive. Whatever happens today, I'll do it to you," I told him, and then started sucking his cock again. I licked the tip with my tongue, then took the entire cock deep into my mouth. "Mmm... ohhh..." moans came from his mouth. Bijan's cock had grown even harder. I kissed and licked his cock with my lips, and then began sucking it vigorously. Then I stood up and sat on his chest. I placed my pussy on his mouth so he could lick mine. He bit down lightly with his teeth while licking my pussy. "Ahh... uff!" I felt pain, but there was a sweet pleasure in that pain. I then lightly slapped his cock a couple of times. Bijan started sobbing. "Why, what happened now? Did it hurt, my child?" I said to Bijan with a mischievous smile, "This is just the beginning, let's see what happens next!" I spit on his cock, spread my legs wide, and positioned my pussy around his. Slowly, I took his cock into my pussy. "Ahh... uff... this moment is so wonderful..." I sobbed. Then, I began to move my ass up and down, fucking my pussy with his cock. "Puch... puch... ahh... ohhh..." The sound of his cock hitting my pussy echoed throughout the room. I was enjoying it so much I couldn't describe it. I began to move my ass faster. "Uff... Bijan... your cock... ahhh... is tearing my pussy apart..." I screamed. Then, I lay down on top of him and began to move his cock in and out of my pussy, moving my waist. "Ahh... uhhh... Bijan... harder..." I cried. For about 10 minutes, I fucked my pussy with his cock in different styles. Sometimes I sat on his waist and shook my ass, sometimes I lay on top of him and swayed my hips, and sometimes I took his cock deep into my pussy. "Puch... Puch... Aahh... Uff..." My moans echoed in the room. Finally, Bijan's cock couldn't take the heat in my pussy any longer. His cock released a lot of juice into my pussy. "Ahh... ufff... It's so hot..." He moaned. But my pussy hadn't yet ejaculated. Bijan's cock had shrunk and slipped out of my pussy. I said, "Bijan, I haven't ejaculated yet... Please do something!" Bijan said, "Okay, at least free one of my hands." I freed one of his hands. Bijan inserted two fingers into my pussy and began thrusting them in and out. "Ahh... Uff... Bijan... faster..." I cried. Within two minutes, my pussy squirted its juices. "Ahh... uhhh... uff…" I was completely exhausted. I felt like the life had left my body. After lying limply on Bijan's chest for a while, I regained some sense of relief. I got up and released Bijan's arms and legs. After some intense foreplay in the kitchen that evening, we'd completed the first stage of sex. But how could that satisfy a sex-crazed woman like me? I wanted more. So I once again turned my attention to Bijan's cock. A considerable amount of time had passed since he'd ejaculated, and in the meantime, his cock had begun to revive. I took his cock in my hands and began sucking it. As soon as Bijan's cock was in my mouth, I could taste the mixed taste of his cum and my pussy juices on my tongue. I first licked his cock clean with my tongue and then began sucking it. Slowly, his cock became erect again. I wasn't sucking it too much. Because I knew that if I sucked his cock too hard, he would ejaculate in my mouth, which I didn't want at that moment. I also wanted to complete the second stage of sex with great success. So, as soon as I felt Bijan's cock becoming erect again, I immediately took it out of my mouth.

Then I lay down flat, my fair ass on the edge of the bed. I lifted both legs and spread them at the knees. I placed my hands behind my back to support them. Bijan, stroking his cock with his hand, came closer to insert it into my pussy, but I refused. Bijan asked me questioningly, "What's wrong, darling? You've already opened your pussy, and yet you're telling me not to insert my cock? Why?" I replied, "You've already fucked my pussy once. Now put your cock in my ass and fuck it." Bijan was overjoyed. Then came the rest. Bijan picked up a container of Vaseline, applied a little Vaseline, and began to move his finger in and out of my ass. This opened my ass, and Bijan's finger easily glided in and out of my ass. I had also loosened my ass completely, opening up the hole. Bijan continued fingering my ass, which initially caused me some pain. However, his Vaseline-coated finger began to tickle me as it penetrated deep inside. I felt confident that eventually, the opening would become accessible. Bijan applied a little Vaseline to the head of his cock. He then spread my ass with his right hand, held his cock in his left, and positioned it at my asshole. Then, holding his cock in his hand, he began to insert it into my ass. Slowly, the head of Bijan's cock entered my ass. It was a little painful, but I clenched my teeth, determined to get my ass fucked. After a few moments of effort, the head of Bijan's cock entered my ass. Meanwhile, Bijan continued to slide his cock into my ass without stopping. He applied Vaseline to his finger and applied it to the part of the cock that remained outside. Due to the slipperiness of the Vaseline, his cock was slipping into my ass easily. The walls of my ass were calming down and enduring the pain due to my courage. By now, half of Bijan's cock had entered my ass. This time, without pushing it further in, Bijan started pulling it out. I felt a tingling sensation in my ass. Bijan pulled out his cock till the glans and then started inserting it into my ass. Now I was starting to like this game. Bijan started fucking my ass by putting only half of his cock in and out of my ass. Now I also started enjoying it. Forgetting the pain, I was getting my ass fucked by Bijan with great pleasure. I kept getting my ass fucked for a long time. Then Bijan removed his cock from my ass and forced me onto the edge of the bed like a frog, leaving my ass sticking out. Bijan again applied a little Vaseline to his finger and inserted it into my ass, then applied some to the head of his cock. Then he repeated the same action. He spread my ass slightly with his left hand, held his cock in his right hand, positioned it at my asshole, and began inserting it into my ass. My ass was very slippery from the Vaseline, and the hole had now opened to accommodate the cock's thickness. This time, Bijan's cock entered my ass easily. Half of it was in my ass immediately, but Bijan continued to thrust it into my ass without stopping. After a few attempts, the entire cock of my beloved Bijan was inside my ass. I was truly enjoying having Bijan's cock in my ass. Moans were continuously coming out of my mouth. Bijan spread my buttocks with both his hands and inserted his cock into my ass, fucking me hard. I was thoroughly enjoying the ass fucking. Bijan would insert his entire cock into my ass and then pull it out, leaving only the glans inside. Instead of pain, I was experiencing the pleasure of heaven. After fucking my ass for about fifteen minutes, he removed his cock from my ass and inserted it back into my aching pussy. After fucking my pussy for five minutes, he again inserted his cock into my ass and started fucking me. I felt like I was on a trip to heaven. Bijan alternated between fucking my ass and pussy for a long time. Bijan had long dreamed of having such wild sex with me. Today, his dream had come true. Bijan was very happy. The joy of having wild sex with me was clearly visible on his face. I was also very happy to have Bijan fuck my ass. After fucking my ass for a long time, Bijan finally released all his juice in my ass.

We both lay there exhausted for a while. Bijan was very happy. I said, "How did you like today's wild sex, Bijan?" He looked at me and smiled and said, "Fantastic and memorable." After that, he remained silent for a while. Then he said, "Darling, I want to talk to you about something." I said, "Okay? I want to talk to you about something too." He said, "About what? You tell me first, then I'll tell you." I told him about the call of Jamaibabu and that he had asked me to stay at his house for a month, teaching and guiding Raju. Hearing this, Bijan started thinking to himself. Then he said, "Okay. Since Jamaibabu is asking you so often, you should go there. And stay there until Raju's exams are over. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine here." I said happily, "I knew you would agree. Thank you, Bijan." Then I said to him, "Now tell me what you were going to tell me." Hearing this, Bijan began to think again. Then he said, "Not now. Let's leave that aside for now. It's nothing important anyway. You go visit Didi's house first, and then we'll talk about it." I didn't say anything else. We decided that Bijan would drop me off at Didi's house the next day after returning from work. I fell asleep thinking about Raju. I wonder what that boy might be thinking. (Contd.)

 

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[Neelkantha]

Part 98 – Raju Needs Some Boosts

 

Pihu’s POV- Young boys have a unique problem: they tend to live in a world of imagination. They create a world of thoughts within themselves, and they prefer to dwell on it, especially regarding sex. This problem is common for those who have just crossed the threshold of teenage and entered adulthood. They develop a distorted view of sex in their minds. This is because they start watching and enjoying porn, and try to distract themselves from it. They believe that everything depicted in porn is true, and that every action depicted in it actually happens in real life. Watching porn imprints a distorted view of sex in their minds, which stays with them throughout their lives. It is necessary and appropriate to remove these false and fake ideas and instill in them a true and realistic view of sex. Something similar happened with my husband Bijan's nephew, Raju. He's 21 years old and in the early stages of his youth. I had sex with him about a year ago and explained the importance of sex to him. But I felt I should repeat my lesson. As per our plan, Bijan dropped me off at Didi's house. I would stay there until Raju's final exams were over, teaching and guiding him. Therefore, I would have to stay here for a month. Upon reaching their house, Didi welcomed me. Jamaibabu (brother-in-law) wasn't home, but Raju was. He didn't come out of his room. Didi led me to a seat and gave me water to drink. After that, she offered me tea and snacks. We both started talking while drinking tea. She said to me, "Pihu, I'm fed up with Raju! Nothing can be done about that boy. His college final exams are in a month, and he's neither studying properly nor eating. He doesn't even talk to me or his father." I told her, "But Didi, I explained it to him very well a year ago. And anyway, Raju is a very intelligent and promising boy. I think something's wrong with him again." Didi said in a disappointed tone, "I don't know what's happening to him again and again. After coming from your house, he was so happy. He used to go to college, to tuition, eat food, and even talk to me. But for the past month, he's stopped all that again. He doesn't eat properly or talk properly." Hearing Didi's words, I was in a state of shock. I had explained it to Raju. So why did he start doing this again? I asked Didi, "But where is he right now?" Didi replied in a squeamish voice, "Where else? In his room. I don't know what he does inside all day. He doesn't let me or his father in. He even leaves his room with the keys while eating! I wonder what treasure he's hidden inside." To calm Didi down, I said, "Calm down, Didi. I'll see what's going on." Didi now held both my hands and said, "Pihu, you're my last hope. You're the only one who can make him understand. Just do something magical like last time so he gets his mind back on his studies." I reassured his, "I told you, calm down. I'll talk to him and explain my point. I'm here for a month now. Please arrange for me to stay next to his room." Didi and jamaibabu's house was a two-story house. There were two bedrooms on the upstairs, one for Raju and one for the guest bedroom. Didi and jamaibabu shared one of the two bedrooms on the downstairs. There was no separate bathroom on the upstairs floor. There was only one bathroom attached to Raju's room. There was a separate bathroom downstairs, shared by everyone. When Bijan and I stay at Didi's place, we usually share the downstairs bedroom. But this time, I told Didi that I would stay in the upstairs guest bedroom. Didi, as I requested, made arrangements for me to stay in that room. After everything was done, I said to Didi, "I'm going to meet Raju now." Didi asked, "Should I come with you?" I thought for a moment and said, "No. You don't need to come. I just want to talk to Raju alone for a while. He might not open up to me in your presence." After listening to me, Didi said, "Okay. As you wish. Go talk to Raju. I'll make dinner. Your jamaibabu will be back shortly." I said, "Okay." Didi went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. And I went upstairs to meet Raju.

I knocked on Raju's room door. Apparently, it was locked from the inside. Perhaps hearing my knock, he said from inside, "Mummy, please don't disturb me. You go now, I'll come later." I called out from outside, "Raju, open the door, come out. I'm not your mummy, I'm your mami (aunt). Pihu Mami." Hearing my name, he opened the door but didn't come out. He peeked out from around the corner and looked at me. He had no idea I was coming, so he was first startled and then delighted. He said to me, "Hey, Mami, where did you suddenly come from? You didn't even tell me!" I laughed and said, "Hey, are you just going to tell me everything here? Won't you let me in?" Hearing my words, he immediately said, "Wait there, I'll come out." Just hearing him, I understood that Raju wasn't trying to let me into his room. So I said, "No, wait. I want to talk to you in your room only. Let me in." Hearing this, Raju was lost in thought. He clearly didn't want me inside his room, and he didn't want to refuse me either. I could clearly see the confusion and indecision on his face. He remained silent and stood there. He neither came out to meet me nor let me in. He seemed at a loss for what to do. Seeing him standing in such a dilemma, I said, "What are you thinking about, Raju? Let me in. I need to talk to you." Hearing my words, he said, "No, Mami, you wait there, I'll come out." I asked him, "Why don't you let me in? What are you hiding inside?" He said, "Nothing, Mami." From the gate, I quickly told him, "Then swear on me." Hearing this, he was clearly flustered. I knew perfectly well that Raju was definitely hiding something from everyone, which was why he wasn't letting either his parents or me in. And that's what I had to find out at any cost. I had to find out what secret he was keeping from everyone. He said, "What's there to swear on? I'm telling you to stay there, and I'll come out." I said in a serious tone, "No, I want to talk to you in your room." Hearing my serious tone, Raju was momentarily frightened. He said, "Please, Mami, don't insist." I said, "It's not me, it's you who's insisting, Raju. And that too like a child. I'm worried about you, that's why I've come here. I want to talk to you, and that too in your room. Come on, move aside, let me in." Saying this, without giving him a chance to say anything else, I pushed him and entered the room.

As soon as I entered the room, he immediately locked the door behind me, so that no one else could enter his room after me. I entered Raju's room, but upon entering, I felt as if I had started suffocating immediately. The door was locked, and both windows were closed. The AC was on, of course, but the air in the room felt heavy, making me feel suffocated very badly. I felt as if Raju hadn't opened the door or window in his room for quite some time. That's why the air in the room was so hot and heavy. And at the same time, a strange smell was spread all around the room. Although this smell was familiar to me: it was the smell of fresh and old cum from both boys and men. I looked around. The room was littered with filth. By filth, I meant tissue paper. And it was from these discarded and scattered tissues that the smell of cum was coming. I bent down and picked up a tissue paper near my feet. It still had fresh cum on it. And there was a smell coming from it too. I looked at Raju and, pointing to the tissue paper, asked, "What's all this, Raju? What do you do all day, sitting in your room?!" Raju first turned his head away, and then quickly snatched the tissue from my hand and threw it away. But he didn't answer my question. He didn't respond, but I knew the answer in his silence. I didn't do anything else. I collected all the dirty tissues lying on the floor, took them to the bathroom, and flushed them on the commode. Then I returned to the room, turned off the AC, and opened both windows to let some fresh air in and refresh the atmosphere. I saw Raju sitting on his bed with his head bowed. He hadn't spoken to me. He must have been feeling embarrassed, thinking I had found out about his misdeeds. I sat down on the bed next to him and said calmly, "Raju, look at me." Raju obeyed, raising his head and looking at me. I could see real embarrassment in his eyes. I said, "What foolishness is this, Raju? Your final exams are in a month, and you're abandoning your studies and doing all this nonsense! Why? I explained it to you, didn't I? Then why did you do this again?" He held both my hands in his and said, "Forgive me, Mami. I didn't want to do anything like this. But I'm helpless." I asked him in surprise, "What kind of compulsion is this that you're abandoning your studies and doing this just a month before your final exams? Tell me. I want to know. If I can, I'll help you again, just like last time. Do you remember how I helped you?" Hearing what I said brought a moment of happiness, like golden sunshine, to his face. But then, the very next moment, a dark cloud of embarrassment descended upon his face. His actions revealed that the matter was indeed serious. And I had to find out what it really was.

Despite my questioning, Raju remained silent for a while and stared intently at my face. I asked him back, “Tell me, Raju, what exactly is the matter? I've come here to find out.” Raju began to explain, "Mami, it's been a year since I returned from your house. At first, I was really happy. I was happy that you listened to my problems, took them seriously, and decided to help me. I stayed at your house for 15 days. And during those 15 days, I had sex with you several times. You explained sex to me in detail for the first time. You even tried to teach me that sex isn't a child's play or mere a joke. On the contrary, sex is actually a medium through which we draw closer to each other. And that's exactly what happened to me. Every moment spent with you is precious to me. Not just because it was the first time I had sex with someone, and that too with my own mami (aunt). No. Not at all. But because it was the first time in my life that someone explained the importance of sex to me. Since then, I've learned about the significance of sex and its true meaning in our lives. I understood. I was serious about sex for the first time. I came back from your house, but unfortunately, I never got the chance to have sex with anyone else here again. I had neither a close friend nor a girlfriend. For the first few months, I was happy. I became serious about my studies. But gradually, my sexual craving grew in my mind. I wanted to have sex with someone else again. I even thought about talking to you about it once. I knew that if I talked to you about it, you would happily agree to have sex with me again. But I was also worried and afraid about something else. That if I talked to you about it or had sex with you again, Bijan Mama (Uncle), Mom, and Dad would find out about it. And they would all misunderstand you. And I would never be able to tolerate that. That's why I didn't tell you anything about it either." I was stunned to hear what he said. I said to Raju, "You did all this because you were worried about me!!??" Hearing my question, Raju first laughed a little and then said, "You might not believe me, you might think I'm exaggerating, but this is the truth. No one can deny it even if they want to. Not me. And not you." I was stunned to hear Raju's words. I thought that having sex with him would be the right thing to do to help him. But I had no idea that having sex with him would make him think about me in a different way. Raju continued, "Well, I started to feel a sense of turmoil. I couldn't concentrate on anything, neither my studies nor anything else. One thing kept revolving in my mind and heart. All the moments I spent with you. The thought of having sex with you. All the things you taught me about sex. I thought that if I relived those moments in my mind, I would find peace and be relieved of my restlessness and confusion. But nothing like that happened. In fact, it was the opposite. Every time I remembered those moments with you, I felt even more restless. I didn't like anything." With that, Raju fell silent.

I asked him, "Then? What happened next?" Raju began, "Then I started watching porn. Before having sex with you, I had never watched porn in my life. I didn't even like it. But after having sex with you, my view on porn completely changed. I suddenly started enjoying it. I would watch porn and masturbate to satisfy myself." I asked, "And when did this start?" Raju said shyly, "For the last two months. But now I feel addicted on it. I can't go a day without watching porn and masturbating. I feel restless again." I asked, "And how many times a day do you masturbate at least?" Raju again replied shyly, "At least two or three times. Sometimes it’s more than that." I said, "Why are you so bent on messing with your health, Raju? Do you even know what impact it's having on not only your physical health but also your mental health? You'll soon become weak and sick, Raju." He said, "But Mami, it's become a habit to me. I am unable to stop it now even if I want to. I can't concentrate on my studies or anything else. I know it's all wrong, but I just can't quit." I tried to pacify him, "Look, Raju, I'm not saying masturbation is wrong or anything. I'm just saying, don't let it take over you. Don't make it an addiction or a habit. As long as you do it within your limits, it's fine. But if you start doing it recklessly, it will prove dangerous for your health. You have your whole life ahead of you. It will ruin your life, your future, your career." Raju once again held my hands and said, "Mami, I'm aware of all this. And I need to get rid of it all. And I know you're the only one who can save me from all this. And please help me once again, so I can live a normal life again." I told him, "Don't worry. That's why I've come here. And until your final exams are over, I'll stay here to teach you and guide you." Hearing this, he was truly delighted. A wave of happiness spread across his face once again. I said, "First, I have to get rid of this bad habit or addiction of yours, whatever it is. And for that, I'll have to do something. Something special." Hearing this, Raju became even happier. He asked me, "What will you do, Mami?" I smiled mischievously and said, "Just watch my magic. I'm staying in the room next to yours. Just don't lock your door tonight. The rest is mine." I had decided that I would go to any lengths to help Raju again, just like I did a year ago. And I would do whatever it took. I wouldn't rest until I'd rid Raju of his porn addiction. And I only have one month to do that. I have to do whatever it takes before then. And I'm going to start the process tonight. I'm just waiting for tonight. (Contd.)

 

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