02-12-2025, 08:46 PM
## Update 140: Frustration and a Quick Release (Avi and Rati)
Next Day , I decided to let Sital rest her sore gaand today. Instead, I went out to roam the village, seeking some kind of excitement. My path eventually led me to Mona's house. Mona and Kamala Kaki were both at home. Mona's husband had left to work in the city. I decided to inquire about Kamala Kaki's illness.
I sat down near her cot. "How are you, Kaki? It's been two or three days since you came to the fields," I said, trying to sound concerned, resting my elbow on my knee.
Kamala Kaki groaned slightly, clutching her side. "What can I do, son? This illness has gripped me so hard that it's difficult to even leave the bed now," Kamala Kaki complained, closing her eyes.
"Take care of yourself, Kaki. If you keep getting sick like this, who will help me in plucking all those mangoes?" I asked, looking toward Mona, who was sitting nearby.
"This illness is only for a few days. When I get better, I'll definitely come back to the fields. Then you can pluck a lot of mangoes," Kamala Kaki promised, nodding weakly.
"How many days did the doctor tell you to rest for?" I asked, trying to gauge the time.
"It will take me at least a week to get completely better," Kamala Kaki sighed, rubbing her forehead.
"So many days? Until you get better, send Mona to work in the fields. She can help us, and she'll also get some money," I suggested, looking directly at Mona, who quickly glanced down, fidgeting with her clothes.
"We'll see about that," Kamala Kaki replied noncommittally, shifting on the cot.
I pushed myself up. "Okay, I'll leave now. Take care," I said.
After leaving Mona's house, I walked toward Riya's house. Riya's house was locked; she still hadn't returned from the village she was visiting. Then I went to Mangala Kaki's place. Mangala Kaki was also resting at home after closing her shop early. Nothing was happening anywhere. Today, I didn't even see Sital. Nothing was going on with Mona. Riya was gone. Rati was busy working with Suman Chachi and Seema Chachi. Desperate for some kind of release, I went to Meena Chachi. I leaned in and told Meena Chachi to give me a quick kiss, but Meena Chachi also refused, shaking her head. Today, I only met with disappointment everywhere I went.
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Next Day, Today, Sital’s condition was much better. I went to Pooja Bua's house, full of hope. But today, everyone was busy—no one was watching a movie. Sweta Didi was explaining something about the laptop to Komal. Kavita and Leena were stuck to Sital like glue. I started playing with Raj. Again, I wasn't getting any private chance to talk to Sital.
After a while, Sital went to the bathroom. I waited a few seconds, then, hiding myself from everyone’s eyes, I quickly slipped away and went to the bathroom door. I called out to Sital softly.
"Sital, open the door. It's me," I urged, tapping lightly.
"Someone will see! You go from here right now," Sital hissed back from inside, her voice panicky.
"You just open the door. I need one minute," I insisted, tapping again.
A moment passed, then the latch clicked. "Okay, I'm opening it," Sital whispered.
I slipped inside the bathroom and closed the door quickly.
"Someone will see, Avi—" Sital began, panic in her voice, stepping back.
Before Sital could finish her sentence, I grabbed her and started kissing her fiercely, pressing her against the wall. After kissing for one intense minute, I pulled back and came out of the bathroom immediately. Sital was right; this place was definitely not safe for loving.
I rejoined the others and started playing with Raj again. Just then, I suddenly remembered that Pooja Bua was sleeping in her room. I slipped away again, hiding from everyone's eyes, and went straight to Pooja Bua's room. Pooja Bua was sitting on the bed, propped up with a pillow, reading a book.
I quickly unzipped my jeans, pulled my cock out, and walked directly in front of Pooja Bua. Seeing me, Pooja Bua's eyes widened, but she didn't say anything immediately. When her eyes dropped to my cock, she gasped, truly shocked.
"What is this, Avi? Someone will come in here! You go out, quickly!" Pooja Bua whispered urgently, gesturing toward the door, her eyes darting.
I took a step closer. "It's just a matter of two minutes, Bua. I can't hold it," I insisted, my cock pulsing, walking right up to her.
Pooja Bua's eyes were fixed on my cock. It had been many, many days since I had been with Pooja Bua. She stared at it, her mind clearly racing. After thinking for a while, she leaned forward decisively, took my cock into her mouth, and started sucking it. Pooja Bua was sucking my cock with the same hungry intensity that Sital had shown.
Bua kept sucking my cock for five minutes, far longer than the two minutes I had asked for. The pleasure was building, and I knew I could come at any second, but just then, Raj's voice called out for me from the next room. Pooja Bua instantly took my cock out of her mouth, her eyes wide with alarm, looking toward the door. My planned release was ruined because of Raj.
I quickly zipped up my jeans, hiding the bump of my hard cock, and went to Raj. I told Raj that I was helping Bua with some work, my voice strained. My cock was still rock-hard and throbbing painfully under the fabric. I bore the intense ache for five minutes. Then, I told Sital I was going home. I left and walked home quickly. My cock was still hurting sharply from the aborted release.
I arrived home and immediately told Suman Chachi that my room was absolutely filthy and needed to be cleaned immediately. Suman Chachi nodded and sent Rati to my room.
I entered my room and quickly shut the door. The pain from my frustrated erection was intense. I urgently pulled my cock out of my jeans, which was still throbbing painfully, and quickly rolled a condom onto it, preparing for Rati's arrival. I stood near the door, waiting.
The moment Rati walked inside, closing the door behind her, I acted instantly. I grabbed her by the shoulders and forcefully pressed her hard against the wall. Her eyes widened in surprise. Without giving her time to react, I yanked down her pajamas and panties in one fast motion, exposing her bare lower body. I then immediately thrust my cock deep into her chooť.
The surprise was meant to prevent any refusal, but the suddenness risked a loud sound. To prevent a scream that would alert Suman Chachi or Seema Chachi, I quickly grabbed a white cloth from the nearby table and firmly shoved it into Rati's mouth to muffle any sound.
With the cloth silencing her, I started thrusting with extreme force and speed. I was completely driven by the five minutes of aching frustration that had been building up. I drove into her, letting the aggressive motion release the tension. I focused only on the frantic rhythm. In just five minutes—an unbelievably short time for me—my water (semen) came out in an explosive rush. A second later, Rati's water also came out, marked by a muffled sound of release against the cloth in her mouth. This was the first time I'd come so quickly during sex.
The moment the semen was released, the sharp, throbbing pain in my cock completely vanished, replaced by a deep sense of profound relief. I pulled back, breathing heavily. My muscles eased instantly, and the tight knot in my gut dissolved completely. My head felt light and clear, the desperate fog of frustration finally gone. Rati immediately took the cloth out of her mouth, looked at me with a simple smile of understanding—she knew exactly what the sudden, rough attack was about—and left the room to continue her cleaning job. I collapsed onto the bed, physically and mentally drained but finally relaxed.
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Next Day , I decided to let Sital rest her sore gaand today. Instead, I went out to roam the village, seeking some kind of excitement. My path eventually led me to Mona's house. Mona and Kamala Kaki were both at home. Mona's husband had left to work in the city. I decided to inquire about Kamala Kaki's illness.
I sat down near her cot. "How are you, Kaki? It's been two or three days since you came to the fields," I said, trying to sound concerned, resting my elbow on my knee.
Kamala Kaki groaned slightly, clutching her side. "What can I do, son? This illness has gripped me so hard that it's difficult to even leave the bed now," Kamala Kaki complained, closing her eyes.
"Take care of yourself, Kaki. If you keep getting sick like this, who will help me in plucking all those mangoes?" I asked, looking toward Mona, who was sitting nearby.
"This illness is only for a few days. When I get better, I'll definitely come back to the fields. Then you can pluck a lot of mangoes," Kamala Kaki promised, nodding weakly.
"How many days did the doctor tell you to rest for?" I asked, trying to gauge the time.
"It will take me at least a week to get completely better," Kamala Kaki sighed, rubbing her forehead.
"So many days? Until you get better, send Mona to work in the fields. She can help us, and she'll also get some money," I suggested, looking directly at Mona, who quickly glanced down, fidgeting with her clothes.
"We'll see about that," Kamala Kaki replied noncommittally, shifting on the cot.
I pushed myself up. "Okay, I'll leave now. Take care," I said.
After leaving Mona's house, I walked toward Riya's house. Riya's house was locked; she still hadn't returned from the village she was visiting. Then I went to Mangala Kaki's place. Mangala Kaki was also resting at home after closing her shop early. Nothing was happening anywhere. Today, I didn't even see Sital. Nothing was going on with Mona. Riya was gone. Rati was busy working with Suman Chachi and Seema Chachi. Desperate for some kind of release, I went to Meena Chachi. I leaned in and told Meena Chachi to give me a quick kiss, but Meena Chachi also refused, shaking her head. Today, I only met with disappointment everywhere I went.
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Next Day, Today, Sital’s condition was much better. I went to Pooja Bua's house, full of hope. But today, everyone was busy—no one was watching a movie. Sweta Didi was explaining something about the laptop to Komal. Kavita and Leena were stuck to Sital like glue. I started playing with Raj. Again, I wasn't getting any private chance to talk to Sital.
After a while, Sital went to the bathroom. I waited a few seconds, then, hiding myself from everyone’s eyes, I quickly slipped away and went to the bathroom door. I called out to Sital softly.
"Sital, open the door. It's me," I urged, tapping lightly.
"Someone will see! You go from here right now," Sital hissed back from inside, her voice panicky.
"You just open the door. I need one minute," I insisted, tapping again.
A moment passed, then the latch clicked. "Okay, I'm opening it," Sital whispered.
I slipped inside the bathroom and closed the door quickly.
"Someone will see, Avi—" Sital began, panic in her voice, stepping back.
Before Sital could finish her sentence, I grabbed her and started kissing her fiercely, pressing her against the wall. After kissing for one intense minute, I pulled back and came out of the bathroom immediately. Sital was right; this place was definitely not safe for loving.
I rejoined the others and started playing with Raj again. Just then, I suddenly remembered that Pooja Bua was sleeping in her room. I slipped away again, hiding from everyone's eyes, and went straight to Pooja Bua's room. Pooja Bua was sitting on the bed, propped up with a pillow, reading a book.
I quickly unzipped my jeans, pulled my cock out, and walked directly in front of Pooja Bua. Seeing me, Pooja Bua's eyes widened, but she didn't say anything immediately. When her eyes dropped to my cock, she gasped, truly shocked.
"What is this, Avi? Someone will come in here! You go out, quickly!" Pooja Bua whispered urgently, gesturing toward the door, her eyes darting.
I took a step closer. "It's just a matter of two minutes, Bua. I can't hold it," I insisted, my cock pulsing, walking right up to her.
Pooja Bua's eyes were fixed on my cock. It had been many, many days since I had been with Pooja Bua. She stared at it, her mind clearly racing. After thinking for a while, she leaned forward decisively, took my cock into her mouth, and started sucking it. Pooja Bua was sucking my cock with the same hungry intensity that Sital had shown.
Bua kept sucking my cock for five minutes, far longer than the two minutes I had asked for. The pleasure was building, and I knew I could come at any second, but just then, Raj's voice called out for me from the next room. Pooja Bua instantly took my cock out of her mouth, her eyes wide with alarm, looking toward the door. My planned release was ruined because of Raj.
I quickly zipped up my jeans, hiding the bump of my hard cock, and went to Raj. I told Raj that I was helping Bua with some work, my voice strained. My cock was still rock-hard and throbbing painfully under the fabric. I bore the intense ache for five minutes. Then, I told Sital I was going home. I left and walked home quickly. My cock was still hurting sharply from the aborted release.
I arrived home and immediately told Suman Chachi that my room was absolutely filthy and needed to be cleaned immediately. Suman Chachi nodded and sent Rati to my room.
I entered my room and quickly shut the door. The pain from my frustrated erection was intense. I urgently pulled my cock out of my jeans, which was still throbbing painfully, and quickly rolled a condom onto it, preparing for Rati's arrival. I stood near the door, waiting.
The moment Rati walked inside, closing the door behind her, I acted instantly. I grabbed her by the shoulders and forcefully pressed her hard against the wall. Her eyes widened in surprise. Without giving her time to react, I yanked down her pajamas and panties in one fast motion, exposing her bare lower body. I then immediately thrust my cock deep into her chooť.
The surprise was meant to prevent any refusal, but the suddenness risked a loud sound. To prevent a scream that would alert Suman Chachi or Seema Chachi, I quickly grabbed a white cloth from the nearby table and firmly shoved it into Rati's mouth to muffle any sound.
With the cloth silencing her, I started thrusting with extreme force and speed. I was completely driven by the five minutes of aching frustration that had been building up. I drove into her, letting the aggressive motion release the tension. I focused only on the frantic rhythm. In just five minutes—an unbelievably short time for me—my water (semen) came out in an explosive rush. A second later, Rati's water also came out, marked by a muffled sound of release against the cloth in her mouth. This was the first time I'd come so quickly during sex.
The moment the semen was released, the sharp, throbbing pain in my cock completely vanished, replaced by a deep sense of profound relief. I pulled back, breathing heavily. My muscles eased instantly, and the tight knot in my gut dissolved completely. My head felt light and clear, the desperate fog of frustration finally gone. Rati immediately took the cloth out of her mouth, looked at me with a simple smile of understanding—she knew exactly what the sudden, rough attack was about—and left the room to continue her cleaning job. I collapsed onto the bed, physically and mentally drained but finally relaxed.
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