Misc. Erotica The Goddess (COMPLETED) - By Novelist Casanova

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I turned and began making my way quietly back through the trees toward the ambulance. My heart was still beating fast from the silent exchange with Sathyavathi. The plan was now split — she would handle Muthu inside the first cave, and I had to bring Arjun to another.


Before I had gone far I heard the wet, urgent sound of kissing.
I slowed and carefully looked through the leaves.
Balu and Malliga were only a short distance away, still near the edge of the path. Balu had her pressed tightly against his shirtless chest. His thick arms were locked around her waist. Malliga’s arms were wrapped around his neck, and she was kissing him with open, filthy passion.

Her mouth moved over his with slow, deliberate hunger. She sucked on his lower lip, then pushed her tongue past his lips and into his mouth, tasting him deeply. The wet sounds of their tongues sliding together were clear in the quiet evening air. She kissed him as if she wanted to consume every dirty part of his mouth — licking along the inside of his lip, sucking his tongue, then sealing her mouth over his again in a long, deep, wet pull that made a soft, filthy sound when she finally broke for breath. A thin string of saliva briefly connected their lips before she leaned in and claimed his mouth once more, kissing him even harder, her fingers sliding up into his hair to hold his head in place.
Balu was losing control.

A rough, helpless groan left his throat. His hands squeezed her ass hard over the saree. The thick shape of his cock in the black shorts was fully hard and pressed tightly against her stomach. Every time Malliga sucked on his tongue or licked into his mouth he pushed his hips forward, grinding against her, completely under the spell of the way she was kissing him. She was making him her slave with nothing but her mouth — slow, wet, filthy kisses that left his lips shiny with her saliva and his breathing broken and desperate.

Watching her do it made heat rise in my own body.
The open, shameless way she kissed that rough, dirty mouth, the wet sounds, the way she clearly controlled him with every movement of her tongue, stirred the unfinished restlessness that had been sitting inside me all day. My nipples tightened inside my blouse. A slow pulse of unwanted arousal moved between my legs. I pressed my thighs together for a second, still hidden among the trees, unable to look away from the filthy, seductive kiss.
Malliga finally pulled back from his mouth, both of them breathing hard. Her lips were wet and slightly swollen. Balu looked dazed with lust.

Without another word he slid one arm under her knees and the other around her back, lifting her into a cradle carry the same way Muthu had done with Sathyavathi. Malliga wrapped her arms around his neck and rested against his chest. He immediately began carrying her down the slope, into the deeper trees, toward one of the other cave openings.

As they moved past the spot where I was hidden, Malliga turned her head slightly over his shoulder. Her eyes found me at once. She gave a small, sharp gesture with her free hand — pointing back toward the ambulance and then giving a quick, clear signal that meant Go. Take Arjun.

I met her eyes and nodded once.
She turned her face back against Balu’s neck as he carried her deeper into the forest toward the caves. I waited until they had disappeared among the trees, then continued on my own path back toward the ambulance, where Arjun was still waiting, the next and most dangerous part of the plan now fully in my hands.


I moved carefully through the last stretch of trees until the ambulance came into view again. It was still parked on the narrow path where Muthu and Balu had cleared the rocks. The rear doors were closed. The engine was off.
Arjun was standing outside the driver’s side, shirtless like the other two, wearing only black shorts. His dark, heavy body looked tense. He had one hand on the open door frame and was looking down the path in the direction Muthu and Balu had gone.
His voice suddenly cut through the evening air, loud and angry.
“Muthu! Balu!” he shouted.
“Where the fuck did you go? Come back right now! We are getting late!”
There was no answer from the trees.
Arjun’s face tightened further. He took a few steps forward on the path and shouted again, even harder.
“I said come back! Both of you! We don’t have time for this shit! The longer we stay here the more risk we take! Get back here now!”
Still nothing.
He cursed under his breath, a rough, angry sound, and slammed his hand once against the side of the ambulance. The sharp metal noise made me flinch even from where I stood hidden. His broad shoulders were rising and falling with heavy, irritated breaths. The same dark, rough face that had claimed me on the river path earlier now looked colder and more dangerous in his anger.
I stayed behind the last tree, my back pressed lightly against the trunk.

Fear sat heavy in my chest.
Approaching him while he was like this felt different from the plan I had agreed to only minutes earlier. Muthu and Balu had been distracted by lust. Arjun was angry, alert, and already suspicious that something was wrong because his two men had not returned. The thought of walking out into the open and trying to seduce him made my stomach tighten. My hands felt cold. The unfinished heat that had risen while watching Malliga kiss Balu was still present between my legs, but it was mixed now with real fear of the man waiting beside the ambulance.

I remained hidden for another long moment, listening to him shout once more for Muthu and Balu, my heart beating hard, trying to gather enough courage to step out and begin the most dangerous part of Sathyavathi’s plan.