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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.
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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