Adultery No One Dies a Saint (Completed)

[krish_999]

Chapter 2

Atul

 
Atul was definitely anxious and his face hid nothing of it.
“You are nervous,” Anvita said.
“You are not?”
“Why should I?”
“Isn’t this your first night?”
“No.”
She said blatantly.
“What?”
She laughed, “Our first night is basically over, yesterday. It’s well past the midnight, silly. Don't overburden yourself.”
“Oh!”
“What else did you think?”
He put up an amused face. “I thought you were to say you had one in the past also.”
She pulled him to the bed. “I know you didn't think so. I know.”
He sat on the edge of the bed. “So, you are not nervous or curious at all?”
“Curious?” She shifted to the other end of the bed to give him space. “Curious will be others.”
Atul smiled.
“True. I’ve got a lot of tips to make my first night a wonderful one. By the way, who tops your list of advisers?”
“It’s Ankita, of course!”
“That’s really surprising. The married people are more curious, it seems.”
“They are more expressive. Who do you have on your list?”
“Everyone, everyone is a fan of you. A lot of them must be thinking of what we would be doing right now.”
“That’s true. I have a friend who’s gonna ask me for every detail.”
“Are you gonna give her that?”
“Are you mad? No! I can handle her. But Ankita is way more persuasive.”
Ankita has been married for five years. Anvita had asked her for every detail of her first night. Now, Ankita was flooding her younger sister with suggestions and advice to make it a brilliant one, and what not, she had just messaged her.
‘Is it on?’
Atul checked the message.
“Tell her it’s on.”
Ankita soon sent an ‘all the best’ message accompanied by a lot of emoticons that included wonder and pleasure and rain and flood and firecrackers and bombs.
“Shit. It’s really embarrassing to think that many will be imagining what we are doing right now.”
“We aren’t doing anything.”
“Really? Aren’t we gonna do anything?”
Anvita smiled. “Looking at the message, Ankita is expecting us to do war.”
He laughed. But the fact was he was equally excited.
“I don't see me with you at war but love, Anvita.”
He said when his face was a breath away from hers. Then his lips were on hers. Warm and sweet. It was light and filled with love.
“Send a first kiss done report to her.”
He said when they broke the kiss.
“Let’s do it more first.”
She said and jumped up. Their lips met again and then it began. His lips were quivering.
“What happened?”
She asked.
“I don't know. It’s strange. It’s like I am kissing you for the first time. I can't contain my excitement, perhaps. You rule my heart.”
Her eyes widened.
“I just love what you said.” She ran her fingers through his hair.
When she took off the dress and let him feast his eyes with her beauty, she maintained eye contact with him. His eyes took a long glance at the contours of her beautiful body, and he couldn’t really breathe.
“Oh my god, you look stunning.”
She could see how thrilled he was.
“Blink, please.” She teased.
“Huh! No. Go on. Stop it only if I faint; I am forgetting to breathe.”
She unhooked her bra and tossed it aside and let him suck on her tits. She rubbed through his hairs lovingly. Atul pressed his face into her breast and breathed. The scent of her flawless bare skin was addicting him. Anvita grabbed at his shirt and he allowed her to take it off him. So easily went down his trunks too. He was left with his jockey only.
“Kneel!”
Anvita asked him when he was left with his jockey only.
“I want to see it pop out.”
She disclosed her wish.
“What!” He protested.
“This is my night. Let me see you in style!”
She pulled it down from the waistline and watched closely as his member swung into the air rather than popping out.
Anvita stared at it. Atul felt shy.
“What are you looking at?”
“I am just seeing the options I have.”
“Go on.”
She smiled boldly and had her mehandi-clad fingers around it. He let out a small moan audible only to him.
Fifteen seconds later she was lying there facing the ceiling and he guided himself into her.
“Aren’t we doing it too early?” She asked.
He shook his head. “I can't wait, baby.”
He pushed down and felt her slippery inner walls of love. It went in smooth and he bent further down to her.
“I love you Anvita.” He whispered.
“Love you too. Love me more.” She gasped.
He felt her warm breath across his face. He kissed her and sucked her soft lips. She moaned slightly as he began to thrust in. Her fingers around him earlier had already put him off balance and exactly after eight seconds, he let out a groan.
“Oh my god! I am coming.” He cried.
Anvita put up a protest. “Pull out!”
She pushed him aside in a hurry. A second later He felt his member spitting his vigour and it fell on her lower belly as he held his body higher, over her, balancing on his hands and toes. She looked down and watched in disappointment as the juice kept falling just below her belly button.
Perhaps for the overexcitement, it was nothing both he and Anvita had expected or wished for.
“That was too quick!” She laughed.
“Told you honey, can't handle your hotness. Sorry.” He apologised.
 
Anvita got up and walked into the washroom, holding her clothes in one hand while another under her belly in an attempt not to drop his juice on the floor. He saw her phone blinking once. It was Ankita.
“Tell me when you’re done.”
He sent a quick reply. ‘One round done’
He certainly did not want Ankita to learn about the anti-climax. He thought of the embarrassment. He was embarrassed.
Shit. He rued.
“I could have gone a little slow.”
He told Anvita. She had put on her dress. She sat in the bed and touched his face with her long delicate fingers.
“It’s okay. Don't be worried.”
“I disappointed you.”
“Come on, don't be so negative. Perhaps it would be how a first time would be.”
He stared at her face. He was trying to figure out traces of disappointment. There was none. Only cuteness; he felt somewhat at ease.
“I’ve sent Ankita a reply.” He revealed.
Anvita checked her phone. “Mmm... nice one! So there is round two?”
“Round two tomorrow; I don't want to try hard and embarrass me even more.” He shared his fear.
The phone rang once.
“Ankita! What is she doing?” Anvita wondered.
A minute later Ankita called again.
“She’s teasing me. Okay, let’s give her something!”
She lay on the bed and started breathing hard before answering the phone. She panted deliberately.
“Don't call me now. “
She yelled in a suppressed voice between the heavy panting and cut the call.
“What was that?”
“Let her have wild dreams tonight.” Anvita laughed, “Yeah let her enjoy.”
Yeah, let her enjoy...at least. Atul thought sarcastically.
Anvita pulled him to her.
“Don't be stressed. It’s okay. And tomorrow don't be embarrassed to face your friends. I am going to tell Ankita that I had a mind-blowing night. Do you have any problem to make simple lies?”
He loved her even more. He respected her even more. He had an understanding wife.
It’s indeed a good beginning. Atul thought.
He was terribly wrong.
 
 
 
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