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sinful_king

I looked at my watch as the announcement was made about our arrival in delhi. It was 11 pm. There is no way I could make it to ashok’s home tonight especially at his current condition. oh god!! I really hated the flight delays. In the terminal I booked a room in a hotel and a cab to take me there. I couldn’t wait for the hotel to send me one. As I was walking across the terminal I stumbled upon someone’s trolley. “bastard” I muttered under my breathe. When I looked at him he was 6’ tall Punjabi. I was lucky that he couldn’t hear me. I had to be careful now that I was in delhi. I have always been this impatient and more so when things don’t go my way. Even at 55 I was still the same old impatient. Impatient vivek they used to call me back in the days. As my taxi glided through the city I couldn’t believe how much the skyline had changed in the last 20 years. Yes, it had been that long since my last visit. Ashok and I had been partners in crime. Cutting through the paths of the world together. But then something happened and I had to leave the show. I was really impressed by the way they had managed things. I always believed that with time delhi would suffer. All the old cities ought to. They were unplanned, messy coiled around each other having no idea which end is the beginning and which one is the end. But they had done a nice job in restructuring it. The taxi driver thought otherwise. He told me about the traffic being terrible and that I was lucky to be traveling during the wee hours.

30 mins later I was in the lobby to check in. I showed my platinum card and it made things lot easier. I was in my room in the next 15 mins. One thing I always do when I check in was to check the bathroom. I always had this thing about the tub. I needed a warm bath to help me relax. But not today I was too impatient. The taxi ride had calmed me down somewhat but not to the core. I called the reception and asked abut the pub. He said that it was on the 2nd floor. Strange choice, to keep ur disc on the 2nd floor but I was not the one to complain. So I changed into something casual after the shower. Bottle green polo and chinos. The music was not so loud. The bartender told me that they toned down the volume after midnight. I gave him a 1000 rs note and told me to fill my drink. He looked confused. “I always tip in advance” I told him. He poured me a scotch. I took a sip from it and scanned the crowd. The crowd had evolved itself like all other things in the last decade. 

The fashion sense had changed. So did the club wear. I loved discs. One could see the others bare nature in it. Well if not bare the wild side for sure. I looked at the girls swaying, gyrating their hips against the crotch of the male partner. Whatever might have changed but the essence of the disc always remained the same. I was particularly fascinated towards a group of girls dancing in one corner amongst them, gluing their body to each other. I could feel the sexual tension. Probably the bartender also felt the same. “sir, are you looking for some fun?” he asked me. Hell yeah I thought in my mind. “well it depends..” I replied.

My eyes fell on a lady seated a few stools away from me. she was sipping some cocktail, a LIIT by its appearance. She was wearing a deep cut halter top showing off ample cleavage and supple thighs. she waved towards her friend who was dancing with some guy in the floor. The guy must be n his forties. He had a nice physique but his receding hairline gave away his age. So if he could dance with her friend may be I could dance with her. I made my way next to her. She must have noticed me but preferred to play dumb. I was thinking of some quick pick up line. I was too old for all this now. “can I buy you a drink?” I asked. She looked at me with a bemused look. “I am already having one.” She replied as a matter of factly. “well there is nothing harm in having another.. besides I don’t have any other pick up line..” I said. She laughed , more of smiled, at my confession. “by the way I am raj” I lied while extending my hand..”naam to suna hi hoga” I added. 

This time she laughed a bit more. ”shruti” she said as she shook my hands “u really have no clue do you?” she added. i just shrugged my shoulder at my helplessness. “so are you going to let me buy that drink?” I asked. “that depends..” she replied. Now it was my turn to look bemused. It had been a long time since I played this game. ”depends on what?” I asked. She turned towards me and leaned exposing more than half of her boobs while crossing her legs “depends upon what is to come after it”. I could feel a twitch in my crotch with her reply. I scanned her from top to bottom. Her features were slightly if ever on the heavier side but u won’t call her plump. Her body had a layer of sweat on her making it to reflect the light falling on her. This made her more desirable. I scribbled my room number in a piece of tissue, gulped my scotch and made my way back to my room. It was a bold move to make but it was the only definitive way to find out her true intentions. I really didn’t have time to waste after some fruitless conversation.

15 minutes later and probably another drink that I had ordered for her, I heard a knock on the door. It was shruti. The light in my room was much better than in the disc. She was looking far more gorgeous than she looked in the disc. She had a slender face with sharp nose. Nor out of the world but enough to make one turn his head. I ran my palm on her face. With one hand on back of her head I pulled her forward. she tried to resist but I was not the one to stop. I pulled her face near me and kissed her on the lips. She parted her lips to ease access. I shoved my tongue in lust inside her exploring her mouth. Our tongue fighting a duel but she was more receptive and let me kiss her full without any inhibitions. I placed my hands on her belly and moved up. she broke the kiss, “not so fast.. first the deal”. I was in fire, couldn’t care less about her deal but I had to. I opened my bag and took out 50k. “50 thousand.. that should be enough.” Probably that was more than enough but I was not going to bargain. 

Not in this condition. She looked lustfully, towards me or the bag I couldn’t say. i opened the bag to show her. There wasn’t any money left. ”see.. nothing.. “ I showed her the bag. She came forward and kissed me. her one hand was on my chest. She placed her hand inside my polo and caressed my bare chest inside. She pinched my nipples. “mmm” I moaned. Frankly I was surprised by her. She didn’t ask for more money. No details were shared about what are the do not cross line. May be I did gave her more money. But right now I was in fire. I ran my hand on her back. the back was bare apart form the transparent strap of her bra. I moved my hands up and down on her back crushing her body against mine. I moved my hands up front and felt her boobs.. they were firm and tightly clasped with the bra. She reached over her back and opened the clasp. I lifted her bra off her boobs and felt the smooth flesh on my palms. Smooth yet perky and firm. “are you sure u don’t want me to freshen up.” She asked. “mmmm.. noo…” I managed to blurt out even while kissing her bobs over her top. she then opened the clasp of her dress and it fell on her ankles. 

She was standing in front of me topless albeit with the bra still technically on her and a black laced panty. I was mad with lust. I kneaded her boobs mercilessly while kissing her full on the mouth. I moved her onto the bed and we made a great fall on the bed. I was on top of her with my clothes on. She pulled over my polo and vest. I kissed her neck, licked it clean. The scant salty taste of her sweat filled me with rage. I was licking her neck clean. She giggled lightly as I moved low on her. My crotch was aching with my cock pleading to get released from it. I unbuckled my pants and get rid of it while still on top of her. Then I grabbed her breasts, both of them with my hand. Leaving the nips exposed for my mouth. I sucked at them alternatively while I squeezed them harder. She squealed, whether in pain lust of pleasure was beyond me. 

I continued to kiss her and reached her belly. I inserted my tongue inside her navel. Inserting it in and out of it fucking it with my tongue. “mmmmmm” she moaned. I moved still low on her. She raised her hips in anticipation. I slid the panty from her skin. It moved on her buttery skin. The contrast of her black panties on her fair skin made it a delightful sight as I unwrapped her modesty along with it. Her nakedness was accentuated by her bald pussy. Not a shred of pubic hair. I lowered my face on it. she closed her legs in reflex. I sniffed the scent of her pussy. I parted it as she resisted but only as a reflex. i leaned back and looked at her naked body. “mmph mmphh” she was making lustful noise, her eyes half closed. One hand on her head while other on the side of her boobs as if unsure what to do. It was a sight to devour. 

Her hand slowly moved towards her cunt, I moved it away. I parted her pussy lips to reveal a moist cunt. At least she was not faking it. I parted her pussy lips on the top part to reveal her clits. I closed in on her and licked it in one motion. I could feel the tremor in her body. I repeated it to feel it again. “mmmmmmmmmmm” she moaned uncontrollably. Then I plunged into it licking her with accelerated manner reaching great speed. I shoved my fingers inside her cunt as she continued her moans. Then suddenly I stopped. As if in a reflex she reached over and tried to finger herself. I spat her hands away. Then I slapped her cunt. she closed her legs and turned away. I moved to the side of her, Kissing her legs and ass. I could see a black mole in her right side of the waist. Her back was towards me as I kissed her back and cupped hr breasts from behind. She turned and looked me in the eyes, her eyes full of lust. 

She kissed me to taste her own pussy inside my mouth. She made me flat on my back and continued her journey towards my cock. She kissed me in the neck, licked my nips, kissed my grey-haired chest. she grabbed my cock and smiled at me. she gave ti a few strokes before kissing its tip. Then with one swift motion she took it in. she started to move her head on top of my cock. She was letting her face being fucked by my cock. The dark cock against her fair almost flawless face made it a great site. i knew I couldn’t take it longer if she continued this way. Probably she could have sensed it too. So she switched to suck my balls and cock alternatively. Her speed increased after some time. All of a sudden she stopped. She kneeled on the floor and dragged my legs till my cock reached the edge of the bed. Then I saw my cock getting disappear inside her mouth. She was deep throating me. 

I grabbed the back of her neck and started skull fucking her. It proved to be too much for me as I cummed inside her mouth after a few strokes. She eagerly took all of the cum as I laid back exhausted and cursing myself. I could feel her clean me up by licking it as I closed my eyes. she came over and kissed me after it. I wasn’t in the mood to talk. I sould hear her enter the washroom and emerge after a couple of minutes. She started kissing me all over again. She dragged me again to the edge and tried to suck my limp cock. I looked at her woking herself on my cock.”don’t u want to fuck me?” she tried to provoke me but I wasn’t of any use. She got hold of a few pillows and placed it on my back. my cock slowly losing its flaccidity. But with her one gesture it got erect fully instantly. 

She parted my legs and started kissing my perineum , licking it , going down till she reached my anus. She kissed and licked it. it wasn’t anything I have ever experienced before. I was filed with rage as I pulled her on bed , turned her around and fucked her in doggy. My strokes grew stronger and harder till her moans became gibberish. That night I fucked her 4 times more.
When I opened my eyes, it was already 11 in the morning. My company form last night already abandoned me. It took me some time but when I remembered I had this little smile on my face. Then I remembered my real cause of my visit. I took a bath, did all my choirs and checked out in the next hour. I hailed a taxi and gave him the address of ashok. But when I reached the place the name plate read “L. LATH” instead of ashok chopra. 

Anyhow I went inside and enquired about ashok. After an hour of query and 20 odd phone calls I could get the address. When I made it to his lane I realized how his fortunes have fallen since the last time, since the time I met up with him. I was greeted by a old man , probably his servant, at the door. He ushered me in after I told him ashok. he guided me to ashok’s room. I could see tears rolling down his eyes as he saw me. I also felt something wet on my face as I saw my best friend for 30 years bedridden fighting his last days.

The memories of our youthful days came back to me in a flash. We were young, successful and probably the next big business firm in india. But all was lost. We have had our share of fun. Being young we were very popular among women. I was with swati those days. We lived together and I was fully committed towards her. That of course was till I caught her. I was once waiting in a hotel lobby when I saw swati entering the hotel. At first I thought she was there to surprise me but when wasim emerged besides her I knew something was off. Somehow I remained out of their sight. I followed them to a room and then I waited . it was almost 4 hours when she emerged from it. she turned ice cold when she saw me. I had caught her red handed. 

She pleaded innocence but I was in no mood to listen. I had a very public fall out with wasim, who was a nawab of a province. And of course a bitter break up. I didn’t go home for a week, went nowhere for that matter. I was the modern devdas. I was a mess. A week later I went home to find her gone with all her belongings. It took me a month longer to go to the office. Ashok was my rescuer at that time. He was the pillar of my life. I knew I could trust him with my life but a month later I proved wrong. I had immersed myself in alcohol after the break up. Ashok kept persuading me to return to normal life. After 2 months of my break up I decided to be sober and decided to visit him. But when I entered his house I could see the familiar things lying everywhere in the living room. The paintings, the bags and all the tit bits of swati scattered inside the house. 

When I was entering his room I saw swati emerging from the bathroom. The world stopped at that instant for me. it was then when I had my first cardiac arrest. I was in the icu for a week. I didn’t allowed anyone to visit me. not even ashok. and then one day when I was fit enough I sneaked out, sneaked out of everybody’s life. I decided to give up business. So I sold my shares, invested in some bonds and took off to Canada where I had some family connections. Then to Australia, uk. tibet and finally after 20 years back to india. I had no intentions of visiting ashok until I heard about his illness.

So here I was standing in front of my one time best friend who had stabbed me in the back. probably I needed some closure.
“simran beta.. paani lana..dekho kaun aay hai..” ashok cried out in broken voice as he hugged me. he had grown cachexic. I didn’t have the heart to throw him away. I sat besides him as a glass of water was extended towards me. I tried to grab it as it fell from her hand. I looked down as the glass shattered. I looked up to see her face. Simran’s face had grown ice cold. I too froze looking at her. She was shruti from last night. She was dressed in a saree looking much different from last night but undoubtedly she was the same girl I had encountered last night.

“are ye kya kiya?? Koi baat nahin ramu saaf kar dega.. tum ek gilas aur le ke ao” ashok said.
As she turned I could see the mole on her right waist exposed just above the helm of her saree. The world was spinning too fast around me. “bahu hai meri. Mere bête rajesh ki wife hai. Tumhe yaad to hai na rajesh.”. I looked at him quizzically.
“meri to parai hai ye. Par tumahari to apni hai” he added. I looked at him confusingly.

“tumhe yaad hai jab swati ko tumne mere ghar pe dekha tha. She was pregnant. Tumhare bache se. aur jab tumne usko wasim ke saath dekha tha tab wo wasim se break up karne gayi thi. Kyunki wo tumhare saath rehan chahti thi. Kyunki tumhara bacha uske pet main pal raha tha. Par tumne usko kuch bolna ka chance hi nahin diya. Mujhe bhi kahan diya. Bas nikal pade apne raste” he said
“simran tumhari aur swati ki beti hai. Aur meri bahut” he added. By now everything around me started to fade away. I felt a stabbing pain in my chest. I was sweating profusely. I couldn’t maintain balance and fell down. I could feel the glass shrapnel entering my body as I writh in pain. It was then that I realized , I was having a cardiac arrest. I always kept my medicine of isosorbide trinitrate with me. i could hear ashok yelling hysterically. I somehow managed to crawl over and reach my bad. I opened it but couldn’t find the bottle of medication. Then I saw….”see.. nothing..” I showed my bag to shruti. The bottle fell on the ground and rolled over into the corner. I looked at it but didn’t pick up as I had to fuck her first… fuck my own daughter…………. 

The image faded as I sank into oblivion…