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## Update 171: The Price of Happiness (Avi and Riya)
Today was a truly happy day for me. My result was unexpectedly good, and the deal for the new bike was sealed, guaranteeing me freedom. A surge of exhilaration made my heart thump rapidly against my ribs, a joyous, frantic drumming.
But at the same time, there was a dull throb of sadness, a constant reminder that I wouldn't get to have sex with Chachi for a long time. The thought of my elder aunt’s absolute denial had initially made me believe I would never fuck Chachi again. Yet, my younger aunt had managed to negotiate a five-month waiting period, which meant that after five months, the promise would be fulfilled.
After my talk with Chacha and Chachi, I told my younger aunt that I was going out for a walk.
I started wandering around the village, the restless energy of the day refusing to settle. Principal Sir had come home right after the results were distributed, so going to Kiran's house was impossible. My younger aunt had also explicitly told me not to go to Kamala Kaki's house. Besides, after having sex with Kamala Kaki for two intense weeks, I had made her *choot* and *gaand* into a worn-out hole. The thrill of fucking Aunty wouldn't be fun anymore.
*Today is a happy day,* I thought, kicking a stone hard along the path. *If I don't get a choot on such a happy day, what's the purpose of all this happiness?*
*Who should I go to?* Sir would be at home with Kiran. Kamala Kaki was no longer exciting. Then who was left?
I was deep in thought when Riya's face suddenly flashed into my mind. She had just returned from the village after being gone for a month. I could easily have sex with Riya.
I immediately changed direction, walking toward Riya's house. Riya was sitting outside the house, working on a small chore. I caught her eye and gestured with a quick flick of my head for her to come to me. A short while later, she approached me, her eyes darting nervously toward her door.
"What is it?" Riya whispered urgently, twisting her hands together. "My mom is right inside the house. Tell me quickly what you want to say."
"You only passed your exam because of my help," I stepped closer, lowering my voice and leaning in.
"Yes," Riya shrugged, feigning indifference and looking away. "So what does that mean?"
"It means I've come here to eat sweets as a prize," I smirked, my eyes glinting.
"Wait, I'll go inside and bring you some right now," Riya offered, turning to leave quickly.
"You bring the sweets to the shed behind the house," I instructed, my eyes fixed on the distant structure, pointing with my chin.
"Why go all the way there?" Riya looked back, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.
"Just bring them there, and then I'll explain the reason," I insisted firmly.
Riya hesitated, biting her lip, then sighed. "Okay, I'll be there in ten minutes."
I immediately went toward the shed, moving fast.
I reached the shed and quickly started clearing a hidden space, preparing it for sex, sweeping the dirt away with my foot. A few minutes later, Riya arrived, a small box of sweets clutched in her hand.
"Here are the sweets you asked for," Riya held out the box, keeping her distance.
"I don't want these boring sweets, Riya," I pushed the box away roughly. "I want the sweet one down below."
I boldly placed my hand squarely on Riya's *choot*, pressing my palm against her thin clothes.
Riya let out a quick, nervous breath and stepped back, shaking her head sharply. "I knew you called me to the shed for this—to have sex. But I absolutely can't do this now. My mom is right inside the house."
"Nothing bad will happen," I promised, my eyes pleading with her. "It will only take ten minutes, I swear."
"I know you," Riya hissed, her eyes darting back to her house nervously. "It will never be done in ten minutes."
"It will be," I insisted, my hand moving to unzip my pants, feeling the urgency rise. "If I can't finish in ten minutes, you can leave immediately, and I'll take out my semen with my own hand."
Riya bit her lip, looking around one last time to check the area. "Okay, but you absolutely have to do it quickly."
I leaned in to kiss Riya, eager to start, grabbing her shoulder. Riya pushed me away firmly, stepping back a foot.
"What is it?" I asked, annoyed by the delay and the rejection.
"Save all that for later," Riya demanded, her voice tight with tension. "It will take too long if we start kissing now."
Without further delay, I told Riya to bend over and hold the wall for stability. Riya immediately complied, bracing her body, hands gripping the wood. I reached behind her, quickly pulling down Riya's pajamas and panty, exposing her smooth *choot*.
I unzipped my pants and pulled out my stiff *lund*, positioning it against Riya's waiting *choot*.
Riya was fully prepared for sex. I quickly spit some saliva onto my *lund* for lubrication, aimed, and shoved it in with two hard, deliberate thrusts.
Riya flinched, a visible shock running through her body, and a gasp tore from her throat, muffled against the wall. *Why wouldn't it hurt?* I thought, plunging deeper. She was taking a *lund* after a month-long break. And besides, how many times had a *lund* actually entered Riya's *choot* in her whole life?
It hurt Riya, but she bit back the scream instantly. She knew her mother was at home, listening nearby.
My heart hammered against my ribs, heavy and fast. A knot of adrenaline tightened in my gut. My palms were suddenly slick with cold sweat gripping her hips.
With my *lund* finally buried deep inside, I couldn't stop the hunger. Riya had given me a strict ten-minute limit, and I was going to use every second.
I started thrusting with all my might, a furious, desperate rhythm. I had to release my semen within that ten-minute window, and that urgency fueled my aggressive fucking.
It became incredibly difficult for Riya to control her gasps and screams under the force of my hard, piston-like thrusts. But Riya was a fighter; she held back her vocal cries, biting her lip. On one side, Riya was controlling her scream, and on the other, she was fully cooperating, tilting her hips to match the rhythm of my *lund*.
Riya started to enjoy every single, aggressive thrust. She was having sex after a month, and that intense physical release made her fully embrace the act, pushing back into me.
Both of us were completely lost in our own world of urgent, pounding pleasure. We didn't even notice that the ten minutes had passed.
In those first ten minutes, Riya reached her climax, her body convulsing slightly beneath mine as she released her fluid. My work, however, was still incomplete. I kept thrusting, lost in the tight, wet pleasure.
We were so consumed that we forgot all about Riya's watchful mother.
"Riya, Riya! Where are you?" A loud voice cut through the air, startling us both. Riya's mother was calling.
Hearing her mother's voice, I immediately stopped thrusting, freezing instantly. Riya flinched violently, her body going rigid, but she quickly masked her fear, holding herself still against the wall.
"What is it, Mom?" Riya called back, trying to sound normal, her voice trembling slightly.
"Where are you right now?" Riya's mom's voice sounded closer, closer to the shed.
"I'm in the shed," Riya answered, her voice trembling slightly despite her efforts.
"What are you doing there, all alone?" Riya's mom demanded, her voice sharp with suspicion.
"I'm giving fodder to the cow," Riya lied quickly, her voice regaining some steadiness.
"Okay," Riya's mom said. "Give the cow its fodder, but finish up quickly. We have to leave for the market soon."
I quickly whispered to Riya that I needed five more minutes.
"I'll be there in ten minutes, Mom!" Riya called back to her mother, trying to buy us more time, her voice forced high.
Riya's mom's voice finally faded away as she moved back inside the house. My *lund* was still buried deep inside her *choot*.
"What if Mom had seen us like this?" Riya looked over her shoulder at me, her eyes wide with lingering fear and a hint of excitement.
"I would have just had sex with her too," I joked, trying to calm the tension with a wild thought.
After saying this, I immediately started thrusting again, a renewed urgency fueling my movements.
"Do it quickly, Avi!" Riya gripped the wall tighter, her voice strained.
I increased my thrusting speed to a furious, final pace. After pounding hard for five more minutes, I released my semen, emptying myself completely into Riya's *choot*. My body felt weak and satisfied all at once.
I pulled my *lund* out, slick and pulsing, and quickly tucked it back inside my jeans, zipping up. Riya immediately pulled up her pajamas and panty, smoothing her clothes down to hide the evidence.
"Here, take a pill immediately," I handed her the emergency contraceptive pill.
"I already have one," Riya waved it away, shaking her head. "I bought a supply earlier."
"Okay. But you must take it right now," I warned her seriously. "Otherwise, you know what will happen..."
"I'll take it," Riya promised, pushing me toward the exit, her hands on my chest. "Now you need to leave this shed, fast."
I gave the shed a final glance and left Riya's house, running the final scene over and over in my head.
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Today was a truly happy day for me. My result was unexpectedly good, and the deal for the new bike was sealed, guaranteeing me freedom. A surge of exhilaration made my heart thump rapidly against my ribs, a joyous, frantic drumming.
But at the same time, there was a dull throb of sadness, a constant reminder that I wouldn't get to have sex with Chachi for a long time. The thought of my elder aunt’s absolute denial had initially made me believe I would never fuck Chachi again. Yet, my younger aunt had managed to negotiate a five-month waiting period, which meant that after five months, the promise would be fulfilled.
After my talk with Chacha and Chachi, I told my younger aunt that I was going out for a walk.
I started wandering around the village, the restless energy of the day refusing to settle. Principal Sir had come home right after the results were distributed, so going to Kiran's house was impossible. My younger aunt had also explicitly told me not to go to Kamala Kaki's house. Besides, after having sex with Kamala Kaki for two intense weeks, I had made her *choot* and *gaand* into a worn-out hole. The thrill of fucking Aunty wouldn't be fun anymore.
*Today is a happy day,* I thought, kicking a stone hard along the path. *If I don't get a choot on such a happy day, what's the purpose of all this happiness?*
*Who should I go to?* Sir would be at home with Kiran. Kamala Kaki was no longer exciting. Then who was left?
I was deep in thought when Riya's face suddenly flashed into my mind. She had just returned from the village after being gone for a month. I could easily have sex with Riya.
I immediately changed direction, walking toward Riya's house. Riya was sitting outside the house, working on a small chore. I caught her eye and gestured with a quick flick of my head for her to come to me. A short while later, she approached me, her eyes darting nervously toward her door.
"What is it?" Riya whispered urgently, twisting her hands together. "My mom is right inside the house. Tell me quickly what you want to say."
"You only passed your exam because of my help," I stepped closer, lowering my voice and leaning in.
"Yes," Riya shrugged, feigning indifference and looking away. "So what does that mean?"
"It means I've come here to eat sweets as a prize," I smirked, my eyes glinting.
"Wait, I'll go inside and bring you some right now," Riya offered, turning to leave quickly.
"You bring the sweets to the shed behind the house," I instructed, my eyes fixed on the distant structure, pointing with my chin.
"Why go all the way there?" Riya looked back, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.
"Just bring them there, and then I'll explain the reason," I insisted firmly.
Riya hesitated, biting her lip, then sighed. "Okay, I'll be there in ten minutes."
I immediately went toward the shed, moving fast.
I reached the shed and quickly started clearing a hidden space, preparing it for sex, sweeping the dirt away with my foot. A few minutes later, Riya arrived, a small box of sweets clutched in her hand.
"Here are the sweets you asked for," Riya held out the box, keeping her distance.
"I don't want these boring sweets, Riya," I pushed the box away roughly. "I want the sweet one down below."
I boldly placed my hand squarely on Riya's *choot*, pressing my palm against her thin clothes.
Riya let out a quick, nervous breath and stepped back, shaking her head sharply. "I knew you called me to the shed for this—to have sex. But I absolutely can't do this now. My mom is right inside the house."
"Nothing bad will happen," I promised, my eyes pleading with her. "It will only take ten minutes, I swear."
"I know you," Riya hissed, her eyes darting back to her house nervously. "It will never be done in ten minutes."
"It will be," I insisted, my hand moving to unzip my pants, feeling the urgency rise. "If I can't finish in ten minutes, you can leave immediately, and I'll take out my semen with my own hand."
Riya bit her lip, looking around one last time to check the area. "Okay, but you absolutely have to do it quickly."
I leaned in to kiss Riya, eager to start, grabbing her shoulder. Riya pushed me away firmly, stepping back a foot.
"What is it?" I asked, annoyed by the delay and the rejection.
"Save all that for later," Riya demanded, her voice tight with tension. "It will take too long if we start kissing now."
Without further delay, I told Riya to bend over and hold the wall for stability. Riya immediately complied, bracing her body, hands gripping the wood. I reached behind her, quickly pulling down Riya's pajamas and panty, exposing her smooth *choot*.
I unzipped my pants and pulled out my stiff *lund*, positioning it against Riya's waiting *choot*.
Riya was fully prepared for sex. I quickly spit some saliva onto my *lund* for lubrication, aimed, and shoved it in with two hard, deliberate thrusts.
Riya flinched, a visible shock running through her body, and a gasp tore from her throat, muffled against the wall. *Why wouldn't it hurt?* I thought, plunging deeper. She was taking a *lund* after a month-long break. And besides, how many times had a *lund* actually entered Riya's *choot* in her whole life?
It hurt Riya, but she bit back the scream instantly. She knew her mother was at home, listening nearby.
My heart hammered against my ribs, heavy and fast. A knot of adrenaline tightened in my gut. My palms were suddenly slick with cold sweat gripping her hips.
With my *lund* finally buried deep inside, I couldn't stop the hunger. Riya had given me a strict ten-minute limit, and I was going to use every second.
I started thrusting with all my might, a furious, desperate rhythm. I had to release my semen within that ten-minute window, and that urgency fueled my aggressive fucking.
It became incredibly difficult for Riya to control her gasps and screams under the force of my hard, piston-like thrusts. But Riya was a fighter; she held back her vocal cries, biting her lip. On one side, Riya was controlling her scream, and on the other, she was fully cooperating, tilting her hips to match the rhythm of my *lund*.
Riya started to enjoy every single, aggressive thrust. She was having sex after a month, and that intense physical release made her fully embrace the act, pushing back into me.
Both of us were completely lost in our own world of urgent, pounding pleasure. We didn't even notice that the ten minutes had passed.
In those first ten minutes, Riya reached her climax, her body convulsing slightly beneath mine as she released her fluid. My work, however, was still incomplete. I kept thrusting, lost in the tight, wet pleasure.
We were so consumed that we forgot all about Riya's watchful mother.
"Riya, Riya! Where are you?" A loud voice cut through the air, startling us both. Riya's mother was calling.
Hearing her mother's voice, I immediately stopped thrusting, freezing instantly. Riya flinched violently, her body going rigid, but she quickly masked her fear, holding herself still against the wall.
"What is it, Mom?" Riya called back, trying to sound normal, her voice trembling slightly.
"Where are you right now?" Riya's mom's voice sounded closer, closer to the shed.
"I'm in the shed," Riya answered, her voice trembling slightly despite her efforts.
"What are you doing there, all alone?" Riya's mom demanded, her voice sharp with suspicion.
"I'm giving fodder to the cow," Riya lied quickly, her voice regaining some steadiness.
"Okay," Riya's mom said. "Give the cow its fodder, but finish up quickly. We have to leave for the market soon."
I quickly whispered to Riya that I needed five more minutes.
"I'll be there in ten minutes, Mom!" Riya called back to her mother, trying to buy us more time, her voice forced high.
Riya's mom's voice finally faded away as she moved back inside the house. My *lund* was still buried deep inside her *choot*.
"What if Mom had seen us like this?" Riya looked over her shoulder at me, her eyes wide with lingering fear and a hint of excitement.
"I would have just had sex with her too," I joked, trying to calm the tension with a wild thought.
After saying this, I immediately started thrusting again, a renewed urgency fueling my movements.
"Do it quickly, Avi!" Riya gripped the wall tighter, her voice strained.
I increased my thrusting speed to a furious, final pace. After pounding hard for five more minutes, I released my semen, emptying myself completely into Riya's *choot*. My body felt weak and satisfied all at once.
I pulled my *lund* out, slick and pulsing, and quickly tucked it back inside my jeans, zipping up. Riya immediately pulled up her pajamas and panty, smoothing her clothes down to hide the evidence.
"Here, take a pill immediately," I handed her the emergency contraceptive pill.
"I already have one," Riya waved it away, shaking her head. "I bought a supply earlier."
"Okay. But you must take it right now," I warned her seriously. "Otherwise, you know what will happen..."
"I'll take it," Riya promised, pushing me toward the exit, her hands on my chest. "Now you need to leave this shed, fast."
I gave the shed a final glance and left Riya's house, running the final scene over and over in my head.
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