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Chapter 119 - Vikram reached Chennai - While Bharath and Mirna got delayed.
Goa – Beachfront Villa – Late Morning
Mirnaa and Bharath woke up late. The sun was already high, streaming through the curtains in warm golden stripes across the bed. They had fallen asleep after their first night pretending to be a married couple — just for Bharath’s wish. The room still carried the scent of last night: rose petals, sweat, and them.
Mirnaa lay on her side facing him, one leg dbangd over his. Bharath’s arm was heavy across her waist.
She opened her eyes first. Looked at him for a long moment — his face relaxed in sleep, lips slightly parted. A small ache bloomed in her chest. Not regret exactly. Something softer. Something more dangerous.
She whispered.
“The day arrived. We might need to put a stop here.”
Bharath stirred. Opened his eyes. Looked at her. A sleepy smile curved his lips.
“Yes. Until we leave, I will not leave you.”
He leaned in and kissed her forehead gently. Then her lips — slow, lingering.
“Let us make today count.”
They stayed like that for a while. No rush. Just breathing together. His hand tracing lazy circles on her back. Her fingers resting on his chest, feeling his heartbeat.
Eventually they got up. Went to the shower together.
In the shower, Bharath dropped to his knees. Water cascaded over them both. He held her hips firmly. His tongue licked her vagina hungrily — long, slow strokes at first, savoring her. Then fast circles on her clit. Mirnaa struggled against the pleasure. Her hands gripped the tiles. Legs shaking. She moaned loudly, trying to push his head away overwhelmed but he held her steady. Devoured her. Relentless. Until she came hard, crying out his name, thighs trembling against his shoulders.
He stood up. Kissed her deeply under the spray. No more. Just casual affection now.
He smiled against her mouth.
“Evening we have flight. Before that let us go to a secluded beach. I have a small surprise.”
Mirnaa nodded. Breath still uneven.
“Okay.”
Chennai – Vikram’s Beach House – An hour later same day
An hour later Vikram arrived at their Chennai beach house first.
The familiar sound of waves greeted him.
He walked through the empty rooms, his mind heavy.
He expected Mirnaa and Bharath to arrive in the evening.
If missed, best would be in the night.
He decided to call them.
Afternoon – Secluded Beach
Thirty minutes back they reached the spot.
A hidden stretch of sand, tucked between rocks. No people. Just the sun blazing overhead and the sea stretching out forever.
Bharath spread a blanket. Stripped down to his inner.
Mirnaa hesitated, then removed her dress — left in bra and panties.
She looked around nervously.
“No one here?”
Bharath smiled.
“It is a fun place. Foreigners used to come here. Have sex openly. No judgment. Just freedom.”
Mirnaa blushed but relaxed. They lay down. Sunbathing. Side by side. He put one earbud in her ear, one in his.
oft music played — a playlist he had made. They joked. Sang along. Imitated the lyrics. Laughed when they got the words wrong. Her hand rested on his chest. His fingers traced patterns on her arm.
They were quiet for a while. Just listening. Feeling the sun. Feeling each other.
They changed their position on stomach now...
Then her phone rang.
Vikram.
Mirnaa froze. Bharath looked at her.
“Answer it.”
She did. Put it on speaker.
“Yes Vikram? You reached where are you”
Vikram’s voice came through — calm, warm.
“Hi darling. Yes im at our house... you guys Started? Reached Bangalore yet?”
Mirnaa swallowed.
“No… we didn’t get the flight. We will start only by evening. Reach Bangalore tonight. Then morning we will be home. Now in a secluded Beach”
Bharath watched her face. Saw the flicker of guilt. He decided to test her.
Slowly, he slid her panties down her legs.
Mirnaa looked around panicked — but no one was there.
She did not stop him.
Vikram:
“So now in sightseeing or game or in room?”
Mirnaa’s breath hitched as Bharath positioned himself. He laid himself behind her. He entered her in prone bone position — slow at first.
Then one smooth push. Deep. Full.
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A sharp electric wave passed through her.
She let out a soft “aahmmm” moan.
Vikram:
“What happened?”
Mirnaa bit her lip. She looked back at Bharath — not blaming, not warning — just a question in her eyes.
Why now? While I am speaking to him?
She answered Vikram.
“Nothing… Vikram. We are at the beach. A secluded place. Sunbathing.”
Vikram laughed softly.
“I never knew my wife could be this open and naughty out there in public.”
Mirnaa blushed. Bharath started moving — slow, deep thrusts. She struggled to keep her voice steady.
“How… how do you know?”
Vikram:
“I am not deaf.”
Mirnaa closed her eyes for a second. Bharath’s rhythm was steady. Relentless. She felt every inch.
“Sorry… I did not mean to…”
Vikram:
“Enjoy as you can in Goa. Love you. But come back soon. I am already missing you.”
Mirnaa’s voice shook.
“Me too…”
The call ended.
Bharath did not stop. He thrust deeper.
Harder. Mirnaa moaned openly now.
The thrill of being caught — of speaking to Vikram while Bharath moved inside her (A silent weapon Bharath always wanted to implant in Mirna) — overtook her fear. She came hard. Shuddering. Crying out. Bharath followed soon after. Groaning low.
They lay on the sand afterward. Breathing hard. Sand stuck to their skin. Waves crashed nearby.
Mirnaa whispered.
“You did that while I was speaking to him.”
Bharath kissed her shoulder.
“I wanted to see if you would stop me. You didn’t.”
Mirnaa turned to him.
“I should have.”
Bharath smiled.
“But you didn’t. That is what matters.”
You are strongly reciprocating my love
Mirna thought no i just want to leave the goa with feeding some good memories to you.. but i didnt want to tell you it would hurt you.
What she doesn't know is she is mentally prepared to allow such if Bharath wants more even in Chennai.
At Chennai
As soon as the call cut. Their sex continued.
But deep down Vikram hated him more.
He could not stand still. He wanted to beat him. Finish him.
But all Swathi’s warnings came before him.
Evening went uneasy.
He then determined: no need to wait for him and push. Let us do now.
He rang a phone.
The call went.
The receiver took.
“Hello?”
Vikram:
“Hello, I am Vikram here.”
Other end: Yes
Vikram: “I want to meet you today. Is that possible?”
Other end: “I don’t know anyone in the name Vikram. Are you calling me? Did you know me?”
Vikram: “Yes!”
Other side: Sorry please be specific? “Whom do you want…”
Then a sound came over the phone. A baby cries.
And an old lady shouts:
“Hey Manya, your baby is crying. Give her some food…”
MANYA the name Vikram always had as a trump card. but Bharath pushed him and he had to take it.. Swathi may warn him for taking the card earlier..
But as a husband of Mirnaa..
Vikram knows well, this is the right time..
MANYA, lets the game start again.. Vikram told himself in Mind.
Goa – Beachfront Villa – Late Morning
Mirnaa and Bharath woke up late. The sun was already high, streaming through the curtains in warm golden stripes across the bed. They had fallen asleep after their first night pretending to be a married couple — just for Bharath’s wish. The room still carried the scent of last night: rose petals, sweat, and them.
Mirnaa lay on her side facing him, one leg dbangd over his. Bharath’s arm was heavy across her waist.
She opened her eyes first. Looked at him for a long moment — his face relaxed in sleep, lips slightly parted. A small ache bloomed in her chest. Not regret exactly. Something softer. Something more dangerous.
She whispered.
“The day arrived. We might need to put a stop here.”
Bharath stirred. Opened his eyes. Looked at her. A sleepy smile curved his lips.
“Yes. Until we leave, I will not leave you.”
He leaned in and kissed her forehead gently. Then her lips — slow, lingering.
“Let us make today count.”
They stayed like that for a while. No rush. Just breathing together. His hand tracing lazy circles on her back. Her fingers resting on his chest, feeling his heartbeat.
Eventually they got up. Went to the shower together.
In the shower, Bharath dropped to his knees. Water cascaded over them both. He held her hips firmly. His tongue licked her vagina hungrily — long, slow strokes at first, savoring her. Then fast circles on her clit. Mirnaa struggled against the pleasure. Her hands gripped the tiles. Legs shaking. She moaned loudly, trying to push his head away overwhelmed but he held her steady. Devoured her. Relentless. Until she came hard, crying out his name, thighs trembling against his shoulders.
He stood up. Kissed her deeply under the spray. No more. Just casual affection now.
He smiled against her mouth.
“Evening we have flight. Before that let us go to a secluded beach. I have a small surprise.”
Mirnaa nodded. Breath still uneven.
“Okay.”
Chennai – Vikram’s Beach House – An hour later same day
An hour later Vikram arrived at their Chennai beach house first.
The familiar sound of waves greeted him.
He walked through the empty rooms, his mind heavy.
He expected Mirnaa and Bharath to arrive in the evening.
If missed, best would be in the night.
He decided to call them.
Afternoon – Secluded Beach
Thirty minutes back they reached the spot.
A hidden stretch of sand, tucked between rocks. No people. Just the sun blazing overhead and the sea stretching out forever.
Bharath spread a blanket. Stripped down to his inner.
Mirnaa hesitated, then removed her dress — left in bra and panties.
She looked around nervously.
“No one here?”
Bharath smiled.
“It is a fun place. Foreigners used to come here. Have sex openly. No judgment. Just freedom.”
Mirnaa blushed but relaxed. They lay down. Sunbathing. Side by side. He put one earbud in her ear, one in his.
oft music played — a playlist he had made. They joked. Sang along. Imitated the lyrics. Laughed when they got the words wrong. Her hand rested on his chest. His fingers traced patterns on her arm.
They were quiet for a while. Just listening. Feeling the sun. Feeling each other.
They changed their position on stomach now...
Then her phone rang.
Vikram.
Mirnaa froze. Bharath looked at her.
“Answer it.”
She did. Put it on speaker.
“Yes Vikram? You reached where are you”
Vikram’s voice came through — calm, warm.
“Hi darling. Yes im at our house... you guys Started? Reached Bangalore yet?”
Mirnaa swallowed.
“No… we didn’t get the flight. We will start only by evening. Reach Bangalore tonight. Then morning we will be home. Now in a secluded Beach”
Bharath watched her face. Saw the flicker of guilt. He decided to test her.
Slowly, he slid her panties down her legs.
Mirnaa looked around panicked — but no one was there.
She did not stop him.
Vikram:
“So now in sightseeing or game or in room?”
Mirnaa’s breath hitched as Bharath positioned himself. He laid himself behind her. He entered her in prone bone position — slow at first.
Then one smooth push. Deep. Full.
A sharp electric wave passed through her.
She let out a soft “aahmmm” moan.
Vikram:
“What happened?”
Mirnaa bit her lip. She looked back at Bharath — not blaming, not warning — just a question in her eyes.
Why now? While I am speaking to him?
She answered Vikram.
“Nothing… Vikram. We are at the beach. A secluded place. Sunbathing.”
Vikram laughed softly.
“I never knew my wife could be this open and naughty out there in public.”
Mirnaa blushed. Bharath started moving — slow, deep thrusts. She struggled to keep her voice steady.
“How… how do you know?”
Vikram:
“I am not deaf.”
Mirnaa closed her eyes for a second. Bharath’s rhythm was steady. Relentless. She felt every inch.
“Sorry… I did not mean to…”
Vikram:
“Enjoy as you can in Goa. Love you. But come back soon. I am already missing you.”
Mirnaa’s voice shook.
“Me too…”
The call ended.
Bharath did not stop. He thrust deeper.
Harder. Mirnaa moaned openly now.
The thrill of being caught — of speaking to Vikram while Bharath moved inside her (A silent weapon Bharath always wanted to implant in Mirna) — overtook her fear. She came hard. Shuddering. Crying out. Bharath followed soon after. Groaning low.
They lay on the sand afterward. Breathing hard. Sand stuck to their skin. Waves crashed nearby.
Mirnaa whispered.
“You did that while I was speaking to him.”
Bharath kissed her shoulder.
“I wanted to see if you would stop me. You didn’t.”
Mirnaa turned to him.
“I should have.”
Bharath smiled.
“But you didn’t. That is what matters.”
You are strongly reciprocating my love
Mirna thought no i just want to leave the goa with feeding some good memories to you.. but i didnt want to tell you it would hurt you.
What she doesn't know is she is mentally prepared to allow such if Bharath wants more even in Chennai.
At Chennai
As soon as the call cut. Their sex continued.
But deep down Vikram hated him more.
He could not stand still. He wanted to beat him. Finish him.
But all Swathi’s warnings came before him.
Evening went uneasy.
He then determined: no need to wait for him and push. Let us do now.
He rang a phone.
The call went.
The receiver took.
“Hello?”
Vikram:
“Hello, I am Vikram here.”
Other end: Yes
Vikram: “I want to meet you today. Is that possible?”
Other end: “I don’t know anyone in the name Vikram. Are you calling me? Did you know me?”
Vikram: “Yes!”
Other side: Sorry please be specific? “Whom do you want…”
Then a sound came over the phone. A baby cries.
And an old lady shouts:
“Hey Manya, your baby is crying. Give her some food…”
MANYA the name Vikram always had as a trump card. but Bharath pushed him and he had to take it.. Swathi may warn him for taking the card earlier..
But as a husband of Mirnaa..
Vikram knows well, this is the right time..
MANYA, lets the game start again.. Vikram told himself in Mind.
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