Adultery A Husband and Wife’s Playful Texts Turn Into a Complicated Affair

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Chapter: 114 - The Wednesday - Mirror that brings the truth.


The kiss that began softly quickly ignited into something far more primal. Tharun’s lips pressed harder against Nikkitha’s, and soon their tongues were tangling hungrily, tasting each other with raw urgency. Wet, sloppy sounds filled the bedroom as they devoured one another. Fifteen minutes passed in a heated blur of lips, tongues, and heavy breathing. Saliva dripped down their chins, but neither cared. Their hands roamed desperately over each other’s bodies.

Tharun finally pulled back, eyes dark with lust. In one swift motion, he yanked her modern kurti up and over her head, exposing her lacy black bra. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her leggings and peeled them down her smooth thighs, tossing them aside. Nikkitha now lay beneath him in nothing but her matching bra and panty, her chest heaving.

They fell back into the kiss immediately, even more fiercely this time. Tharun’s hands squeezed her breasts through the thin fabric while she moaned into his mouth, her nails digging into his back.

He noticed it clearly now — unlike the previous night, Nikkitha was unusually eager, almost aggressive in her hunger. Her body arched into him, her kisses deeper, her soft whimpers turning into needy moans. It made him smile against her lips. He pulled away just enough to stand up beside the bed.

Tharun stripped off his pants and threw his V-cut brief aside without hesitation. His thick, hard cock sprang free — fully erect, veins pulsing, the swollen head already glistening with precum. It throbbed visibly in front of her face.

“How about some oral, like last time?” he asked with a wicked wink. “Who’s starting first, baby?”

Nikkitha didn’t speak. She simply slid to the edge of the bed, her eyes locked on his massive erection. She wrapped her soft hand around the thick shaft, feeling it twitch in her grip, and leaned forward. Her warm, wet tongue swirled around the head, tasting his salty precum before she opened her mouth wide and took him in.

She sucked him with intense passion — bobbing her head fast and deep, hollowing her cheeks, her tongue working the underside of his cock. Wet, slurping sounds echoed as she took more than half his length, gagging slightly but refusing to stop. For nearly ten minutes she blew him like she was starving for it, saliva dripping down her chin and onto her breasts.

Tharun groaned deeply, his hand eventually fisting her hair. “baby that’s it.” He started thrusting into her mouth, face-fucking her with growing force. His heavy balls slapped against her chin as he drove his cock deeper into her throat. Nikkitha’s eyes watered, but she took it, moaning around his shaft. After several intense minutes of rough face-fucking, Tharun pulled out with a guttural growl.

Thick ropes of hot cum erupted across her face — splattering her cheeks, lips, and chin. Some landed on her tongue as she gasped for air. Nikkitha smiled up at him, her face glistening with his seed, looking utterly sinful.
“My turn, baby,” Tharun said, his voice husky.

He pushed her back onto the bed and spread her legs wide. He ripped her panty off and buried his face between her thighs. His tongue attacked her dripping pussy with expert skill — licking long strokes from her entrance to her swollen clit, then sucking the sensitive bud hard. He pushed two fingers inside her wet cunt, curling them against her G-spot while his tongue flicked rapidly.

For ten long, torturous minutes he ate her out like a man possessed. Nikkitha writhed and moaned loudly, her juices coating his face. Her hips bucked against his mouth as waves of pleasure crashed through her.

“Ahh… Tharun… fuck! I can’t… I’m losing my mind!” she cried, her body trembling.
He finally pulled back, lips shiny with her arousal, and smiled. “Small break, beautiful. Catch your breath.”

Nikkitha laughed breathlessly, still shaking. “You’re making me go mad with that tongue… I lose all senses when you treat me like this.”
She reached for him, eyes burning with need.
Tharun i shamelessly admit it,  “Just fuck me already. I want you inside me.”
You tease me so much before the sex. 

Tharun smirked. “I’m bored of regular missionary. 

Can we try something new? 
Like what she asked. 

Tharun said, It’s almost like cowgirl but slower… more sensual.
 I lie on my back, and you ride me nice and slow, grinding on my cock. Think you can handle it?”

Nikkitha looked doubtful, a shy hesitation crossing her flushed face. Tharun noticed immediately and didn’t push. Instead, he gently laid her back down, spreading her legs wide again. He positioned himself between her thighs, rubbing his still-hard, cum-slick cock against her soaked pussy lips.

“Another time then,” he whispered.

He pushed forward slowly, inch by thick inch, stretching her tight walls. Nikkitha moaned loudly as he filled her completely, bottoming out deep inside her. Tharun started thrusting — slow and sensual at first, letting her feel every ridge and vein of his cock dragging along her inner walls.
Gradually, his pace increased. The sensual strokes turned harder, deeper, more urgent. The sound of skin slapping skin mixed with her loud moans and his grunts. He gripped her hips, pounding into her wet cunt with powerful strokes, her breasts bouncing with every thrust.

“Fuck, you’re so tight… so wet for me,” he growled, leaning down to bite her neck while slamming into her.
Nikkitha wrapped her legs around him, nails raking down his back as another orgasm built inside her. The room filled with the obscene sounds of their raw fucking — wet squelching, heavy breathing, and filthy moans.

Tharun kept driving into her relentlessly, chasing their shared pleasure, completely lost in the heat of the moment.

Just as she was getting deeply fucked in missionary, a powerful thought flashed through Nikkitha’s mind. What more can I give to a man who has given me everything? She wanted to please him, to return even a fraction of the love and pleasure he showered on her.

“Stop…” she gasped between moans.

Tharun immediately slowed and pulled out, concern flashing across his face. “What’s wrong?”
“I want to try it,” she said breathlessly, her eyes filled with determination. “That position you mentioned. I want to ride you.”
Tharun hesitated. “What if it hurts? The angle might feel unexpected at first…”

“Practice makes perfect,” she replied, smiling seductively. “Let’s try. What harm can it do?”
Seeing her insistence, Tharun finally nodded. He lay down on his back in the center of the bed, his rock-hard cock standing straight up, thick and veined, still slick from her juices.

Nikkitha climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. She positioned herself over his throbbing erection, holding the base with one hand. The moment the swollen head pressed against her dripping entrance, a shiver ran through both of them. She slowly lowered herself, inch by inch, letting her tight, wet pussy swallow his thick cock.

“Ohhh… fuck…” she moaned deeply as he stretched her walls in this new angle. The penetration felt incredibly intimate — fuller, deeper, more intense. Once he was buried to the hilt inside her, she paused, savoring the way her vagina gripped him so tightly.

She began to move — slow, sensual rolls of her hips. It was pure torture in the most delicious way. Her slick pussy slid up and down his shaft in long, grinding strokes. Their bodies were pressed together, her full breasts brushing against his chest as she leaned forward. Their mouths found each other again in a deep, passionate kiss, tongues dancing while she rode him.

For several long minutes, they stayed locked in this slow, intimate rhythm. The room was filled with wet sounds of her pussy sliding along his cock, their heavy breathing, and muffled moans into each other’s mouths.

Tharun’s hands roamed her back and ass, squeezing her soft flesh. Unable to stay completely still, he started thrusting his hips upward, meeting her downward movements, driving his cock even deeper into her.

Nikkitha bit her lip hard, a sharp moan escaping as the new angle hit her most sensitive spots. She kissed him harder, riding him with increasing passion. Her juices coated his balls and thighs as she moved faster.

“I’m close…” she whimpered against his lips.

“Me too, baby. Cum with me,” Tharun groaned, gripping her hips tightly and pounding up into her.

Their bodies tensed together. With a loud, shared cry, they came hard at the same time. Tharun’s cock pulsed deep inside her, flooding her pussy with thick, hot spurts of cum. Nikkitha’s walls clenched violently around him, milking every drop as her orgasm ripped through her body in powerful waves. She trembled on top of him, their mouths still locked in a messy, orgasmic kiss.

They stayed connected like that for a long time, breathing heavily, bodies slick with sweat, his cum slowly leaking out of her stuffed pussy.


They stayed locked together in the afterglow, bodies slick with sweat and cum. Tharun was completely overwhelmed. The way Nikkitha had taken control, her fierce spirit, and the raw intensity she showed him — it touched something deep inside him. She remained on top, straddling him, his thick cock still buried deep in her cum-filled pussy. His shaft pulsed inside her, hot semen slowly leaking out around his girth and dripping down onto his balls.

Their eyes met, burning with the same heat. They kissed again — slow, deep, and messy — even as their bodies trembled from the powerful orgasm. They had collapsed onto each other, yet neither had lost the fire. His cock was still semi-hard inside her, ready for another round.
Tharun stroked her back tenderly and whispered against her lips, “Nikki… I love you. I just wonder… what will you do to me when you truly start loving me back with all your heart?”

Nikkitha let out a soft laugh, still impaled on his cock. She slowly rose from his chest, sitting upright on his lap with her legs spread on either side of him. His dick remained fully lodged inside her dripping pussy. She could feel every twitch and the warmth of his cum deep in her womb.

“Why does this please you so much?” she asked, gently grinding once on his lap, making him groan.

“It’s not just about the pleasure,” Tharun replied, his hands resting on her thighs. “I saw how intense you were this time… like you wanted to show me something special. Why?”

Nikkitha stayed seated on him, his cock still stretching her sensitive walls. She looked down at him with vulnerable eyes.

“You’ve done so much for me, Tharun. You are my future. You are my everything now,” she said softly. “But you know what? I still haven’t completely gotten over him. Something inside still hurts. Yet I want to honor you. I want to show you that I’m ready… that I’m willing to do anything for you. Right now, sex is the only way I can give you that assurance — a token of my commitment to our better future once I finally push his memories out of my mind. It’s also my way of acknowledging everything you’ve done for me. This is my way of loving you.”



As she spoke, her gaze drifted to the large mirror on the headrest wall. In that moment, she watched her face, suddenly her mind felt a Dejavu like she already heard the same word said by some one. 



Its jay.. Its jay words, her inner conscience screamed 



"My way of expressing love"



Nikki, did you forget? When Jay compared you with Anjali, the very next day he said he loved you. Sex was his way of expressing love to you. If you’re helpless and can’t move on from Jay’s love, and used sex to express yourself to Tharun. Remember — Jay was once in your position. His ex left him behind, and he came to you. Just like Tharun, you were sincere to him. Maybe he found it hard to reciprocate love, just like you.. so he chose sex, just like you’re doing now.



For a split second, the realization hit her like a thunderbolt.  Her inner conscience and the mirror reflected her own hypocrisy or truth for the larger part back at her.



Tharun couldn't see her expression. He gripped her hips firmly and pulled her down to his chest again. Her soft, heavy breasts crushed mercilessly against him as he held her close.



“Can we go for round two?” he whispered hotly, his cock twitching eagerly inside her cum-soaked pussy.

Nikkitha froze. The emotional storm inside her erupted.


“No,” she said instantly, her voice firm.

She rose quickly, letting his cock slip out of her with a wet sound. Thick globs of his cum dripped down her thighs as she climbed off the bed. Without another word, she ran to the bathroom, slammed the door shut, and locked it behind her.