Adultery Nivetha (Nivi) - Power and Submissions of working wife (03 Oct 2025 - Chapter 100)
Chapter 71: Firepit Whispers



The hilltop’s firepit embers glowed faintly, casting a soft, flickering warmth across the grassy peak, the night air crisp with the scent of cooling earth, lingering wood smoke, and faint wild jasmine blooming under a shy half-moon weaving silver threads through scattered clouds. Stars pulsed overhead like silent spectators, their light bathing Nivi and Raghavan in a soft glow as they lay entwined on the grass, her nude body trembling from her third orgasm, her pussy slick and sensitive, still clenching around Raghavan’s hard cock. 


His hands gripped her hips, his thrusts slow and teasing, his eyes dark with unreleased hunger, the open sky amplifying Nivi’s exhibitionism kink. I’m his, fucked wild under the stars, she thought, her body exhausted yet alive, her transformation sealed in the night’s embrace, the distant treehouse a faint whisper of potential ears.


Raghavan shifted, flipping Nivi onto all fours in doggy style, her ass raised high, her pussy exposed to the cool breeze, the grass tickling her knees and palms. “Time to cum for you, my slut queen,” he growled, his voice thick with desire, his cock slamming into her with a deep thrust, stretching her sensitive walls, making her moan loudly. His hands gripped her hips, fingers digging into her flesh, his thrusts quickening, each one hitting her G-spot, sending waves of pleasure through her. 


“Scream for Daddy, baby—let the stars hear you take my cum,” he urged, his voice a filthy command, his balls slapping against her clit with each pound.


Nivi’s moans turned to screams, her body rocking back to meet him, her breasts swaying, nipples grazing the grass. 


“Fuck, Daddy—fill me, make me yours!” Her voice echoed into the night, her pussy clenching around him, slick with her arousal and his precum. The half-moon seemed to blush, the stars pulsing with her cries, her kink roaring at the thought of Vikram or the boys’ gang hearing her from the ridge. 


Raghavan’s thrusts grew frantic, his groans deepening, his cock swelling inside her. “Here it comes, slut—take Daddy’s cum,” he growled, slamming deep as he came, his hot release flooding her pussy, his groans mingling with hers, echoing across the hilltop.
As his cum spilled inside her, a sudden crunch of footsteps pierced the night, snapping Nivi’s head up, her heart racing with a shy thrill. 


Fuck, someone’s coming, she thought, her kink flaring at the risk, her pussy still clenching around his softening cock. Raghavan pulled out, his cum dripping down her thighs, leaving sticky traces on her skin. Nivi scrambled for her clothes, her hands finding only her cropped shirt in the dark, no time to search for her shorts or panties, thrown somewhere in the grass by Raghavan. 


She slipped the shirt on, leaving it untied, the fabric barely reaching her upper thighs, her pussy and cum-streaked thighs precariously covered in the dim moonlight. It’s barely hiding me—fuck, I’m exposed, she thought, her kink surging, her body tingling with the thrill of being caught.


Raghavan tugged on his boxers, his cock still half-hard, his grin wicked as he sat by the firepit, patting the grass beside him. “Come here, baby—let’s play it cool,” he murmured, his voice teasing, his eyes gleaming with amusement. Nivi sat, crossing her legs tightly, pulling the shirt’s hem to cover her pussy, the cum on her thighs sticky and warm, a secret thrill under the loose fabric. 


I’m bare underneath, his cum on me, and someone’s coming, she thought, her skin flushing with a mix of shyness and boldness, her kink alive with the risk.


Vikram emerged from the darkness, a small pack slung over his shoulder, his eyes widening as he took in Nivi’s state—her untied shirt barely covering her, her crossed legs hiding her lack of underwear. 


“Got your water... and a beer,” he said, his voice hesitant, a bottle in one hand, a walkie-talkie in the other. “It’s all the boys had left—most of ‘em are asleep now. A couple are still up, smoking by the treehouse, but they’ll crash soon.” His gaze lingered on Nivi, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes, wondering if she wore anything beneath, assuming perhaps panties, his cheeks flushing as he handed her the water.


Nivi took the bottle, her fingers brushing his, the contact sending a spark through her, her kink tingling at his scrutiny. “Thanks, Vikram,” she said, her voice shy but playful, her eyes meeting his with a naughty glint. 


She uncrossed her legs briefly to sip the water, the shirt shifting, barely covering her pussy, the cum traces hidden in the dark. Raghavan grinned, his hand resting on her knee, a possessive tease. “Sit, Vikram—have a beer with Nivi. I’m a whiskey man, so it’s all hers.” His voice was commanding, his eyes flicking to Nivi, urging her to play along.


Nivi nodded, her smile coy, her kink flaring as she leaned forward, the shirt gaping slightly, her breasts nearly exposed. “Join me, Vikram—let’s toast this wild night,” she said, her voice laced with a naughty undertone, her body buzzing with the thrill of her barely covered state. Vikram sat opposite her, the firepit’s faint glow casting shadows on his face, his eyes darting to her shirt, doubting what lay beneath. He cracked the beer, handing it to her, their fingers brushing again, his voice playful. “To wild nights, then. This hilltop’s something else—heard some... sounds earlier.


 Music’s on now, keeping things quiet.” His tone was indirect, naughty, hinting at her screams, making her flush.


Nivi raised the beer, her eyes locked on his, the shirt shifting as she moved, barely covering her pussy, the cum on her thighs a secret thrill. “Cheers to that—wild nights and wild fights,” she teased, her voice low, the naughty spark shared. Raghavan’s hand slid higher on her knee, his fingers teasing the edge of her shirt, amplifying her arousal. They sipped, the beer’s cool bite grounding her, the night’s tension pulsing between them.


Nivi, Raghavan, and Vikram sat by the firepit, their toast a charged pact, the hilltop’s darkness wrapping their whispered wildness.
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