28-10-2025, 08:33 PM
## Update 53: The Bed Sheet Dare and the Morning Apology (Avi and Pooja Bua)
I woke up late that evening. After meeting Komal and visiting her house, I went to Pooja Bua's. The impending arrival of my uncle cast a shadow over our time. I knew I needed to make tonight count, but I felt the weariness of the afternoon sex weighing down my body.
I managed to fuck Bua only once that evening. Bua, knowing this was our last night of freedom, was desperate for a powerful, final fuck, but I simply didn't have the energy left. The exhaustion made my thrusts slow, methodical, and unsatisfying. Bua sighed heavily when I finished, turning away from me and going quietly to sleep. Her body language was heavy with disappointment.
I didn't want to leave Bua sad. The thought bothered me, especially after all she had given me.
The tension grew quickly. I gripped her hips and pushed in with long, hard strokes. I used the thought of Rati to fuel my rage inside Bua's hot body. Bua yelled raw curses; her mix of pleasure and pain made my pace relentless inside her wet chooť. My heart pounded hard, palms slick with sweat, and the sudden rush made my breathing shallow and fast. I pushed all that energy into one final, deep thrust, sinking into release as my mind eagerly jumped ahead to tomorrow.
I woke before dawn. The room was still dark and quiet, Raj's even breathing a soft sound nearby. I turned to Bua and quietly slipped my hands under her nighty, finding her large, warm breasts. I started lightly stroking and kneading them.
Bua's sleep broke. She let out a small, pleased sound and turned towards me, happy with the early morning attention.
I unzipped my trousers. I pulled my lunď out and brought it near Bua's mouth. Bua's eyes were wide now, alert with desire. She reached out, grabbing me like a predator seizing its prey, and pulled me into her mouth. She started sucking it with focused attention, making the head of my lunď even redder and more sensitive. I reciprocated, my hands kneading and massaging Bua's boobs, doubling her pleasure.
After sucking for a few minutes, Bua pulled back just enough to whisper, "Leak it all in my mouth, Avi. I want to swallow it."
I shook my head slightly, pulling her back up to face me. "No, Bua. I need to be inside you one last time. I want to fuck you," I whispered back, my voice firm.
She looked anxious, her eyes darting toward Raj. "We can't go to the other room. If he wakes up, he will search for us," she whispered quickly. "The bathroom is too risky now too."
Then, her eyes lit up with reckless excitement. She pulled the sheet up around us, covering our heads. "We do it right here, under the sheet." She quickly pulled my night pants down to my knees and lifted her nighty to her waist. She then turned her back to me and snuggled up to Raj, wrapping an arm around him just like she always did. She pulled the sheet tight around their bodies.
She whispered her plan, her voice strained with excitement. "If he stirs, I will shake my ass. You have to stop instantly and close your eyes."
I agreed instantly, the sheer danger making my lunď throb painfully hard. This was a new kind of thrill. I carefully adjusted her ass away from Raj's sleeping form, found her wet chooť with my fingertips, and guided my lunď to the opening. I pushed in with agonizing slowness.
Bua immediately bit down hard on her lower lip, pressing her mouth shut to stifle any sound. She pressed her entire body against Raj to anchor herself. After a short period of agonizing stillness, Bua relaxed into the moment. I started fucking Bua slowly, deeply, focusing on powerful pressure rather than speed. The rhythmic friction caused the bed to squeak, a small, dangerous sound that made my heart leap. I held the sound in check, keeping my thrusts powerful but controlled.
Bua also entered the moment fully. She started to lift her hips slightly, meeting my thrusts, working with me perfectly to minimize the bed's movement. I held her hip to control her rhythm, and she moved perfectly with me. The thrill was unbelievable. I looked at her face; her eyes were wide open, looking intensely at Raj's peaceful, sleeping face with a fierce mix of terror and wild satisfaction. As I kept up the slow, relentless pace, she climaxed twice, shaking violently against Raj's body, but managing to keep the movements controlled and silent.
After about forty minutes of this powerful, controlled fucking, I released my semen deep into Bua's chooť.
In the quiet morning, Bua was radiant. The sadness and disappointment from the night had completely vanished, replaced by a satisfied, blooming happiness.
Having made Bua happy one last time, I came home. The boy brought the food box again, quietly taking the empty one and leaving without a word. I ate the meal, studied for a while, and then went to sleep, the accumulated fatigue demanding rest.
My Chacha was due to arrive this afternoon. I came home and finished my recovery by sleeping away the morning's exhaustion.
I woke up and dressed, the house now meticulously clean thanks to Rati. I settled into the living room, waiting for the sound of a car. My domestic freedom was over. I started to wait for the arrival of my Chachaji and, more importantly, my Chachi.
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I woke up late that evening. After meeting Komal and visiting her house, I went to Pooja Bua's. The impending arrival of my uncle cast a shadow over our time. I knew I needed to make tonight count, but I felt the weariness of the afternoon sex weighing down my body.
I managed to fuck Bua only once that evening. Bua, knowing this was our last night of freedom, was desperate for a powerful, final fuck, but I simply didn't have the energy left. The exhaustion made my thrusts slow, methodical, and unsatisfying. Bua sighed heavily when I finished, turning away from me and going quietly to sleep. Her body language was heavy with disappointment.
I didn't want to leave Bua sad. The thought bothered me, especially after all she had given me.
The tension grew quickly. I gripped her hips and pushed in with long, hard strokes. I used the thought of Rati to fuel my rage inside Bua's hot body. Bua yelled raw curses; her mix of pleasure and pain made my pace relentless inside her wet chooť. My heart pounded hard, palms slick with sweat, and the sudden rush made my breathing shallow and fast. I pushed all that energy into one final, deep thrust, sinking into release as my mind eagerly jumped ahead to tomorrow.
I woke before dawn. The room was still dark and quiet, Raj's even breathing a soft sound nearby. I turned to Bua and quietly slipped my hands under her nighty, finding her large, warm breasts. I started lightly stroking and kneading them.
Bua's sleep broke. She let out a small, pleased sound and turned towards me, happy with the early morning attention.
I unzipped my trousers. I pulled my lunď out and brought it near Bua's mouth. Bua's eyes were wide now, alert with desire. She reached out, grabbing me like a predator seizing its prey, and pulled me into her mouth. She started sucking it with focused attention, making the head of my lunď even redder and more sensitive. I reciprocated, my hands kneading and massaging Bua's boobs, doubling her pleasure.
After sucking for a few minutes, Bua pulled back just enough to whisper, "Leak it all in my mouth, Avi. I want to swallow it."
I shook my head slightly, pulling her back up to face me. "No, Bua. I need to be inside you one last time. I want to fuck you," I whispered back, my voice firm.
She looked anxious, her eyes darting toward Raj. "We can't go to the other room. If he wakes up, he will search for us," she whispered quickly. "The bathroom is too risky now too."
Then, her eyes lit up with reckless excitement. She pulled the sheet up around us, covering our heads. "We do it right here, under the sheet." She quickly pulled my night pants down to my knees and lifted her nighty to her waist. She then turned her back to me and snuggled up to Raj, wrapping an arm around him just like she always did. She pulled the sheet tight around their bodies.
She whispered her plan, her voice strained with excitement. "If he stirs, I will shake my ass. You have to stop instantly and close your eyes."
I agreed instantly, the sheer danger making my lunď throb painfully hard. This was a new kind of thrill. I carefully adjusted her ass away from Raj's sleeping form, found her wet chooť with my fingertips, and guided my lunď to the opening. I pushed in with agonizing slowness.
Bua immediately bit down hard on her lower lip, pressing her mouth shut to stifle any sound. She pressed her entire body against Raj to anchor herself. After a short period of agonizing stillness, Bua relaxed into the moment. I started fucking Bua slowly, deeply, focusing on powerful pressure rather than speed. The rhythmic friction caused the bed to squeak, a small, dangerous sound that made my heart leap. I held the sound in check, keeping my thrusts powerful but controlled.
Bua also entered the moment fully. She started to lift her hips slightly, meeting my thrusts, working with me perfectly to minimize the bed's movement. I held her hip to control her rhythm, and she moved perfectly with me. The thrill was unbelievable. I looked at her face; her eyes were wide open, looking intensely at Raj's peaceful, sleeping face with a fierce mix of terror and wild satisfaction. As I kept up the slow, relentless pace, she climaxed twice, shaking violently against Raj's body, but managing to keep the movements controlled and silent.
After about forty minutes of this powerful, controlled fucking, I released my semen deep into Bua's chooť.
In the quiet morning, Bua was radiant. The sadness and disappointment from the night had completely vanished, replaced by a satisfied, blooming happiness.
Having made Bua happy one last time, I came home. The boy brought the food box again, quietly taking the empty one and leaving without a word. I ate the meal, studied for a while, and then went to sleep, the accumulated fatigue demanding rest.
My Chacha was due to arrive this afternoon. I came home and finished my recovery by sleeping away the morning's exhaustion.
I woke up and dressed, the house now meticulously clean thanks to Rati. I settled into the living room, waiting for the sound of a car. My domestic freedom was over. I started to wait for the arrival of my Chachaji and, more importantly, my Chachi.
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