[damien123456]

thanks for the comments i am busy in my work now so the update will takes its time

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chapter 32

Ashwin ended the call and smiled to himself. He was aware that Pooja's friends were the reason behind her call. He then turned towards the house and saw Radha walking into the kitchen. He followed her and found her doing some cleaning work. He walked behind her and hugged her from behind. Radha felt his manhood poke into her ass crack over her clothes. "Radha, do you have a phone?" he asked as his hands moved to her belly and he smelled her neck. "Yes, Ashu, I have," she said. "Then why don't you give me your number?" he asked. "Well, my phone is an old basic model, so I only use it to speak with Pooja," she said. "Does she have a mobile?" he asked. "Yes," she replied. "Is it a basic one?" he asked. "Initially, she had one, but when she went to college, she needed a better phone as her friends are richer than us, so as a college student, she has a good mobile. I bought it for her," she said. "Oh, why didn't you tell me this? I may buy a good mobile for you, i thought you don't have any mobile as i never see you with a mobile" he said." well i used it only to speak with Pooja so i never keep them with me she calls me in the predetermined timing so there is no need to carry that with me. Now his hands were above her navel, his fingers circling it. She gasped as his fingers played. He turned her to kiss her, then suddenly they heard a sound of someone calling Radha from outside. Radha knew who it was, so she broke the hug and left the kitchen to see the person. Ashwin stayed in the kitchen to look. He came to know that Radha had finished her cooking and was here to wash the pots only. He emerged from the kitchen to see who was there to talk to Radha.


After leaving the kitchen, Ashwin noticed two women conversing with Radha on the veranda through the partially closed door. Radha quickly shut the door upon spotting the girls, aware of their purpose and not wanting them to see Ashwin. Curious, Ashwin approached the door, adjusting his attire as he prepared to meet newcomers. He paused near the door inside the house, eavesdropping on the women's conversation. He deduced that they were Radha's friends and also her farmhands, now visiting due to the upcoming paddy harvest—a season Radha had diligently prepared for. Ashwin was eager to meet the girls, his perception of village girls as mere farm laborers, often unkempt, having been transformed by Radha's elegance.


Ashwin: "What's going on here, madam?" he asked as he opened the door.


Radha: "Ah, sir, these women are my friends and farmhands. They're here to discuss the paddy harvesting next week."

Ashwin: "Oh, I see." Both Radha and Ashwin didn't want the girls to know about their relationship, so they used formal titles in front of them.

Radha: "Hey, Kavita and Meena, this is Ashwin."

Kavita: "I know him; he's your partner, right? I've seen him driving his car on our village roads."

Ashwin: "Really? I haven't seen you before, madam. How?"

Meena: "Well, you drive your car while we see you from our farmlands, either while working or resting near the trees."

Radha: "Ashwin sir, this is Kavita, and this is Meena," she introduced them to him.

Ashwin: "Good evening to you two, madams," he said, bringing his hand to his chest.

Radha: "No formality, sir."

Kavita: "There's no need for that; we are of your age too, so no formalities are needed."

Ashwin: "So, you two are here to discuss your work, but I interrupted you all. Sorry for that."

Radha: "No need, sir. We were about to finish. So, why are you here?"

Ashwin: "Well, I just thought of taking a stroll on the land before complete darkness falls. I like to feel the air in the evening; that's why."

Radha: "Then you can do that, sir. Let us discuss our business." Radha spoke as if she was irritated by Ashwin's presence, but the truth was she didn't want him there, as Kavita's stare at Ashwin was disturbing, and Ashwin spent most of the time answering while looking in the direction of Kavita and Meena.

Ashwin walked towards the gates, passing them slowly without turning to acknowledge the girls who smiled at him. He thought to himself, 'Kavita, that's a nice name, and she's good-looking too.' Meanwhile, the girls finished their conversation and were ready to leave. Standing at the gate, Ashwin noticed an XL 100 and assumed the women must have arrived in it since the land was far from the main village. He then walked back to the house and saw the girls leaving. Radha came to the gate, their pace quickened as the sun was setting. They passed Ashwin, exchanging smiles, and he responded with a faint smile of his own. Walking towards the house, he noticed Radha watching him. He walked straight, his gaze fixed on Radha. Radha's eyes followed Ashwin; a slight burn of jealousy arose as he smiled at the other girls, but his lack of a backward glance brought her comfort. She smiled at Ashwin, who returned the gesture with a flying kiss. Feeling happy and shy, Radha quickly turned and headed into the house.

Ashwin, known as a playboy and a smart guy, understands girls well and is adept at manipulating situations to his advantage. He is aware that Radha wouldn't appreciate him seeing other girls, as she believes Ashwin loves her deeply. However, Ashwin has no intention of being exclusive with one girl, yet he desires Radha's blind trust in the future. Therefore, he behaves as if he is interested only in Radha and no one else.

Ashwin confirmed Radha's presence inside the house before turning his head, seemingly enjoying the weather. His hands rose to shoulder height on both sides as he glanced at Kavita, who was near the gate while Meena opened it. Kavita was a few feet behind Meena. Ashwin enjoyed watching Kavita's swaying ass as she walked quickly, but in their rush to get home, they were unaware that a sexual predator was watching them. He stood there for a few seconds as they quickly started their two-wheelers and left. As Ashwin was about to turn away, he noticed a hand near the gate outside. Before he could think anything, it was Sonu who had arrived at the house unexpectedly early that day. Although surprised, Ashwin did not show it on his face. He understood why Meena had hurriedly kicked the vehicles as they saw Sonu. They did not want to engage with him, so they left quickly to avoid him.



Ashwin suspected that many women nearby did not favor Sonu, as Sonu walked past him in a halting manner. "Sir, is something like yesterday awaiting me?" Sonu asked Ashwin. However, Sonu proceeded to the house without waiting for Ashwin's response. Ashwin stood there, watching Sonu enter the house. Suddenly, he thought of Radha, who might be expecting Ashwin with desire, but instead, she would encounter her husband. He wanted to stop Sonu, but he was also conflicted; he was curious to see Radha's expression upon seeing her husband. So, he followed a few feet behind Sonu, smiling to himself as he imagined Radha's reaction to seeing Sonu instead of Ashwin.

Within the confines of the house, Radha stood in anticipation behind the door, leaving it ajar as she devised a plan to surprise Ashwin with a hug from behind. She adjusted her saree at her hip, listening intently as footsteps approached, unaware that she was about to be taken by surprise herself. Sonu moved slowly, followed closely by Ashwin, and as Sonu placed his hands on the door and entered the house, Radha prepared herself, sensing Ashwin's presence just beyond the threshold. With her heart racing, she closed her eyes to muster courage, and as Ashwin came within reach, she leaped forward, embracing him with a joyful laugh. However, her laughter faded instantly when she realized she was holding the wrong person. Opening her eyes, she found herself facing Sonu's back, who turned to greet her with a smile and enveloped her in his arms. A wave of nausea washed over Radha as she caught a whiff of liquor on Sonu's breath. Although he attempted to kiss her, she instinctively turned away, feeling repulsed. Sonu, however, pressed on, whispering that it was not the right time, before sealing his lips against hers. As he kissed her chin, the scent of her fragrance stirred something within him, but he was too inebriated to engage further. He left her there, retreating to his room where he collapsed onto the bed, succumbing to sleep.

The actions of Sonu astonished both Ashwin and Radha as they remained in their positions until Sonu entered his room. They then heard a thud, indicating that Sonu had settled into his bed. Radha, slightly perplexed, turned to see Ashwin smiling at her. Her expression shifted as she pointed her finger at him, silently forming the word "you" with her lips. Ashwin responded with a smirk. Just as she was about to approach him, Sonu called out to her, prompting her to go to him while Ashwin admired her graceful back. He retreated to his room, pondering Sonu's unusual reaction, as it was not typical for him to behave in such a manner. Ashwin hoped that Sonu would neither slap nor scold Radha for her actions; instead, Sonu embraced her and kissed her. This left Ashwin with the unsettling thought that something was amiss.

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chapter 33 

Ashwin was in his room, diligently working, when Radha entered with a cup of tea.

Radha: "Hey Ashu, tea for you."

Upon noticing her presence, Ashwin's eyes traveled from her head to her feet, prompting him to inquire about the situation between her and her husband.

Radha: "Oh, do you really need to know?" she replied with a hint of sarcasm, adjusting the end of her saree at her hip, subtly inviting his attention.

Ashwin smiled at her, his gaze shifting back to her face after appreciating the view. He accepted the tea from her hand.

Ashwin: "I am curious about what transpires between my sweet lover and her husband," he maintained the playful tone.

Radha: "Oh, Ashu, let's not discuss that. Just finish your work; dinner will be ready in thirty minutes." With that, she turned and walked towards the backyard to retrieve the clothes she had left to dry.

Ashwin was left pondering the nature of Sonu's situation, while Radha, unclipping the clothes, smiled to herself, reflecting on Ashwin's jealousy regarding Sonu. "You thought you could surprise me with Sonu, but it was Sonu who surprised us both. However, nothing significant happened in that room; my husband merely wants me to remove his slippers and take off his shirt. Don't worry, Ashu, I am entirely yours," she murmured to herself. Afterward, she returned to the house, folded her clothes, and placed them on her shelf before taking Ashwin's clothes to his room to organize them as well.

Radha observed that Ashwin was still engaged in his work, yet his teacup remained empty. Eager to play with him, she placed his clothes in front of him and said, "Hey Ashu, I can wash and dry your clothes, but I cannot organize them in your room. Please take these and put them on your shelf," she added playfully.

Ashwin understood her intentions but was focused on his work. "Come on, Radha, can't you see I'm busy? Could you please put them away for me?" he requested.

Radha responded, "No, Ashu," placing her hands on her hips, her posture slightly revealing. The saree dbangd over her chest was thinner on one side, accentuating her figure, which Ashwin found captivating.

"Please, Radha, just fold them and place them on the shelf. It will only take a minute," he pleaded.

Radha said, "Alright, I'll do it since you're busy with work." As she bent down to pick up the clothes from the floor, she gave Ashwin a stunning view of her cleavage. He couldn't help but enjoy the sight. Ashwin didn't have much on his plate at the moment; he usually handled his tasks at the construction site during the day and used his free time to fix minor issues. But right now, he was distracted by Radha's display. When she lifted the clothes, he felt a rush of desire and wanted nothing more than to pull her into bed and spend the whole night fucking her. Still, he managed to keep his cool.

Radha desires to engage in play with Ashwin, so she approaches the shelf with clothes in her hands, moving slowly and alluringly. Her hips sway more than usual as she walks. Ashwin, however, remains focused on his laptop and does not notice her. Believing that he is oblivious to her presence, she hastens her movements while organizing his garments on the shelf. Unbeknownst to her, Ashwin is captivated by her every motion from the very start. Although she perceives him as looking southward while she stands on the north side of the room, his laptop screen reveals everything to him. He smiles as her slow walk comes to a halt in front of the shelf, and she glances back, hoping for his attention, only to feel disheartened by his lack of response. In a flurry, she folds the dresses, allowing Ashwin to appreciate the way her body moves. He gradually sets his laptop aside, rises from the bed, and approaches Radha at a leisurely pace. Just as she finishes her task and prepares to leave, Ashwin unexpectedly embraces her from behind, a gesture she had anticipated but did not foresee at that moment.

Radha expressed her discomfort, saying, "No, leave me, Ashu," as she was not pleased with his embrace, despite having desired it earlier.

Ashwin responded, "Why, my love? You are here for me, aren't you? You want me to do this," as he gently moved his hands from her sides to her navel, taking his time.

Radha insisted, "No, leave me," attempting to extricate herself, though her efforts lacked conviction.

Ashwin encouraged her, "Come on, my love, just relax." In that moment, Radha became aware of his arousal pressing against her. She briefly contemplated the sensations of intimacy they shared, which prompted Ashwin to turn her around, lifting her chin with his right hand to capture her lips with his own. They stood near the shelf, engaged in a kiss, with Radha's hands resting on his shoulders and Ashwin's hands gently holding her chest. This moment lingered until Radha suddenly pushed him away, stating, "Time for dinner, Ashu. Go wash your hands while I set the place." She exited without waiting for his response, opening the door just as Ashwin called out, "Hey, Radha." She turned her head to glance at him as he rubbed his groin, he said, he wants you so badly. With a smile, she left the room.

 Ashwin and Radha have completed their dinner. Ashwin retreats to his room, anticipating her arrival. However, Sonu interrupts by calling Radha to his room, requesting her to bring dinner for him. Radha, wishing for him to rest, agrees to his request, even as Ashwin awaits her return. While Radha serves food to her husband, Sonu consumes it rapidly, having just recalled a conversation between his friends in his back about Radha. After finishing his meal, as Radha prepares to clear the plates, Sonu insists that it is unnecessary and sets them aside in the room. He then unexpectedly pulls her closer, catching Radha off guard.

Radha: hey! leave me.....her tone is irritated 

Sonu: hey come on it's been a long time since we done this i want it now he said adamantly his hands are now moving in Radhas upper back 

Radha: no i don't want it you smell of liquor i felt like nausea leave me she said with her palm covering her mouth

Sonu: no i want you now with that he pushed her down on the bed now Sonu's upper body lay on her upper body her legs are flailing to escape his grasp 

Radha: no not now leave  me i don't want it this time Sonu looses his cool he slapped her in the face hardly 

slap! the slap stunned Radha she look at her husband with fear and hate for him to Sonu she seems to be silenced by the slap 

there is a silence for a moment then Sonu said hey your my wife its your duty to spread your legs when i ask you ok with that he kissed her lips she did not opened her lips so he just put his lips on hers then he moves down on her body he kissed her neck and clothes covering breasts he moves down on her further to her belly he just removed her saree his hands are not steady owing to the liquor but he does what he do then he licked her navel wetted that place clearly. To  Radha she just lie there like a wood Sonus actions made her to hate him more and she did not want to cooperate with him to her Sonu should finish this quickly so her torment would wnd soon 

Sonu did not want to waste time with foreplay so he just pushed her petticoat upward to her hip he gazed on her milky white thighs he licked it like a madman then he removed his lower clothes, and underwear Radha sees her husband cock after long time her mind automatically made a comparison between ashwin's cock and her husbands cock to her now her husbands cock is just a stick in front of ashwins huge cock 

Radha: no i don't want to do with you she moved her head in pillow left to right to show her non consent 

Sonu: not me then with whom you want to do this he said crudely hurting Radha 

Sonu yanked her panty in one pull it come teared to his hand while doing this his nail hurted her pussy petal made her wince in pain

Radha: noooo......

Sonu remained indifferent to her pain he positoned himself near her hole his dick head touched her pussy petals with that he lay on top of her started moving his ass up and down between her opened legs in his drunkenness he failed to notice that Radha, who did not want to have sex with him now is so silent, he moved like that for a minute and with a loud groan he ejaculated he lay on top of her. Radha is appalled by his deed; she looks at her husband, Sonu, who is now breathing in her neck. As he tucked his head in there, she felt his semen on top of her pussy petals. Her disgust is not only caused by her husband's lack of concern for her feelings when she refused to have sex with him; rather, it is a result of her husband, Sonu, who is currently breathing down her neck, believing that he fucked her even though, in reality, he did not. Sonu lies on top of her, touching her pussy petals with his cockhead, but in his inebriation and haste to lay on top of her, he failed to enter her. Instead, he moved his ass up and down, mistakenly believing that his dick was in her pussy, but instead it was moved over her pussy. Sonu failed to fuck his wife. Not only did his dick not enter her, but it simply moved over her pussy, and Sonu ejaculated within one minute of this. It made Radha very angry and led her to believe that Sonu is not a guy enough for her. 

Radha gently urged her husband to lie beside her, and Sonu complied. As she sat up, supporting herself with her hands on either side, she took a moment to observe her appearance. She noted that her blouse was still on, while her hair and saree were disheveled. Her husband's semen was present on her pussy, which she initially mistook for water droplets due to its thin consistency and lesser volume compared to that of her lover, Ashwin.

She took her saree and used it to wipe her husband's semen from her body. After leaving the bed, she dbangd the saree over herself. Noticing her torn panty on the floor, she bent down to retrieve it. However, the sound of her husband Sonu's laughter prompted her to glance in his direction while remaining in her bent position.

Sonu is sleep-talking, and as he speaks, she stands up slowly and moves closer to him to hear more clearly. Her face turns red with anger as she listens to her husband's words.

this is what he say ( i just put this like a conversation):

In the evening, Sonu was playing cards and drinking with his friends. He had to leave to pick up a new bottle from the shop. Upon his return, he overheard his friends talking about Radha. They didn't notice him standing behind them by the tree as they were seated on the other side.

Friend 1: Guys, Have you all had the opportunity to see our friend Sonu's wife, Radha? 

Friend 2: Why are you bringing her up at this moment? 

Friend 3: Is there an issue concerning her? 

Friend 1: I just want to confirm that you have all seen her, correct? Everyone responded affirmatively. 

Friend 1: She is an exceptionally beautiful woman, he remarked, a playful smile appearing on his face.

Friend 2: What are you thinking? Please share with us.

Friend 1: I observed her while she was working on her farm; she had her petticoat tucked neatly at her hip. She is quite charming, and Sonu is fortunate to have such an attractive woman as his wife.

Friend 3: Indeed, he is quite lucky. If I were in his position, I would... he paused.

Friend 2: Come on, what would you do?

Friend 3: I would spend most of my time at home, and he formed an 'O' shape with his left hand while using his right hand's middle finger to convey a rather explicit gesture, prompting laughter from the group.

Friend 2: Indeed, if I were in Sonu's position, I would ensure that she only sleeps in the nude with me every night, ha! ha! ha!

Friend 3: Well, gentlemen, there is still an opportunity available to us.

Friend 1: How so?

Friend 3: What if we take the initiative to drop Sonu off today and share her between us tonight, perhaps by getting Sonu excessively intoxicated to the point of unconsciousness?

Friend 2: That is an intriguing idea, but there is a city man residing in their house.

Friend 1: Yes, I am aware; he is constructing a factory in our village, though I am uncertain about the nature of that factory.

Friend 3: Indeed, we need to find a way to remove him from the village to seize our opportunity.

Friend 1: Until that time... what are your intentions regarding her? 

Friend 2: I would... He elaborated how he fuck Radha and how she would react to his fucking, while the other individual shared his own fantasies about her. All three of them exchanged their thoughts on how they all want to fuck Radha, which left Sonu feeling aroused by their conversation as he imagined all their talking in his mind.

Then Sonu interrupted them sooner or later and they all play a game of cards and drink liquor other three didn't discuss Radha after that yet the entirety of their talking and their quiet in Sonus presence made to believe him that every one of his companions need to screw his better half however he is just a single to do that the actual idea of it made him hard yet the beverages didn't uphold him in the demonstration

Now, Radha looks at him like a low-class animal. 

Sonu: Hello young men's no one but I can screw this pussy not every one of you he flaunted himself in his sleep-talk 

Radha: you filthy animal...... how dare you to.....your friends talk crap about me you never question them about nor defy them about it yet a few different folks discussing how they need to screw your wife will made you horny, you came to my home and screw me and presently flaunts yourself about it, hello, you fucking simpleton you don't for even a moment enter me you just scoured your dick over my pussy and peaked for that that too in brief you are garbage she said out of frustration yet Sonu is past in his rest and didn't heard her.

Radha exited the room swiftly and made her way to the backyard. In a hurried manner, she disrobed, standing bare in the center of the yard. She poured water over her head using a bucket, the droplets that fell to the ground mingling with her tears. As she cried, one hand continued to pour water over her head while the other hand rubbed her body thoroughly. She sought to eliminate any remnants of Sonu, wishing to rid herself of his lingering scent. She meticulously cleaned herself, striving to erase all traces of him.

Radha's thoughts were tumultuous as she poured water over her head. "How could you betray me in this manner? Have you ever considered that I am your wife? I am not merely a physical presence; I am a woman with emotions. Since the day we wed, I have strived to be a devoted wife, yet you have never regarded me as such. To you, I seem to be nothing more than a body that prepares your meals and shares your bed. No, I am a good wife, while you have proven to be a poor husband. Why have you ruined my life? Mother, why is your brother such a disappointment? Why am I crying like this?" As she spoke, she wiped her tears away. "This is my life, and I will live it on my own terms. Sonu, you are worthless." With that, she ceased pouring water, took a towel from the line, dried herself, and made a resolute decision in her mind before entering the house.

She shut the backyard door and strolled slowly towards Ashwin's room. When she opened the door, she found Ashwin fast asleep in bed. Little did she know that he had come to her room earlier when she didn’t show up on time and saw Sonu lying on top of Radha. He had rushed back to his room, thinking, "Well, she’s his wife, so he can do what he wants. I just need to get some sleep. This night better not cost me Radha." He lay in bed, eyes closed, but sleep wouldn’t come. He heard Radha open the back door and the sound of water splashing over her, but he stayed put, not wanting to disturb her. Meanwhile, she assumed Ashwin was just sleeping after waiting for her, thinking he was disappointed because she hadn’t arrived. 

Radha: Hey! Ashu  she calls him, her body still glistening with droplets of water that fell lightly onto the floor. She wrapped a towel around herself, dbanging it over her chest, which provided coverage from her breasts to her hips. However, the towel did not extend down to her knees, leaving her buttocks partially exposed, while her white thighs and everything below remained clearly visible to anyone who glanced in her direction.

Radha: Come on, wake up! She raised her voice just a bit. Ashwin, aware of her being in his room, rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand to keep up the act of sleeping. He then cracked his eyes open slightly and spotted Radha in his room, lit only by a dim bulb. She was wrapped in just a towel. He sat up, let his feet touch the floor, and stared at her from the bed.

Radha and Ashwin locked eyes, not looking away for a second. She let the towel fall to the floor, standing completely bare in front of him. Her skin shimmered with water, and the soft light made the scene even more captivating. Ashwin swallowed hard as his eyes traveled down her figure.

When Ashwin's gaze came to her face from its travel down on her sexy body, she jumped on the bed and kissed Ashwin's lips so hard that she is just sitting above Ashwin's lap and kissing and sucking Ashwin's lips very hardly. She is not in her control, and all she wants now is a good fuck from her lover to distract her sadness over her marriage.

Sometime later, Ashwin is moving his ass up and down between Radha's parted legs, as he is now entirely resting on her, his head buried in her neck, and both of them feel each other's hot breath on their necks. Ashwin's hands are now hugging Radha. His elbow rests on the bed, while his palm grips her shoulder from the bottom, while her one hand is wrapped over Ashwin's neck and the other hand is over Ashwin's ass as she pulls him each time he takes his dick out of her pussy.

Radha: mmm.......aaaahhh.....ah! yes! mmmh! oh! yayyyyy.......

Ashwin: mmmh! oh! baby! mmmm..........

thup! thup! thup! thup! the sound of Ashwins hip hitting Radhas thighs in a lightening speed 

Radha: oh! don't! stop i.....am.......about.........

Ashwin understands she is about to climax; it will be her third one because he has already made her cum two times after his dick entered her pussy. He feels the contraction around his dick in her pussy and knows she is going to climax, so he comes to a halt. 

Radha was surprised by this sudden stopping she pulls his ass down for a few times ashwins smiled at her desperate attempt to fuck but she did not see his smile as his head is now in her neck he lifted his head up she loosed her grip on his neck when she feels his intention he lifted his head and takes his upper body off of her now he is hovering over her she looks at him he smiled as still her hand in his ass did not leave its place her legs are locked over his ass to not to let him out of her pussy,Ashwin moved his one hand to his ass and took her hand off of his ass and locked his palms over he did the same with the other hand then he put both of her palms down on her either side in the bed he held himself high above her in his arms her gorgeous face is just down him with looking at her face he did not move for some time as he already balls deep inside his bitch his balls resting in her pernia. Something inside Radha is churning; she craves the in-and-out movement of Ashwin's dick, so she just moved her ass in an attempt to have him fuck her.

Ashwin smiles at her again as she moves her ass up and down and side to side, but it's no use since he's now inside her to the hilt.
 


Radha: Ashu, please do it, don't stop now, fuck me. She spoke the term she never liked and never thought she would use, not even in her thoughts, she never had a dream in which she would ask a man to fuck her, but now she is here.


Ashwin: Okay, my love. But first, tell me do i own this pussy.


Radha stares blankly at him without responding, so Ashwin gently slips his dick out of her pussy and buried in her in a quick stroke, and he is balls deep within his bitch.


Radha: Mmm.....ooohhh......She screamed and created an expression of her horniness in her face, biting her lower lips in her lust. Ashwin knew he had her where he wanted, just a little push is enough.

Ashwin: tell me my love, do I own this honey dripping pussy of yours? With that, he again takes his dick out of her chamber, and this time the inward and outward movements are slow, making Radha frantic with need.

Radha lost it when she said, "Yes, you own me."


Ashwin: then do not cum baby, you cum just when I tell you cum, okay.

Radha: okay.

With that, Ashwin began to fuck her in a rhythmic manner, all of his strokes are shallow, and he fucks her only with four inches of him in a fast manner. Radha looks down to look at the meat stick that is going in and out of her love hole. She is amazed when she looks at his manhood because most of it is out of her pussy, but he is still thoroughly pleasuring her. For a moment, she thought he was a god of sex, only in that case, he does this.

Radha: mmmm.......yayaya......oohhh....ohh......as she moans like this her lips formed a "O" Ashwin looks at it and he feels so happy as he is pleasuring his bitch she is enjoying clearly

Ashwin: oh......oh......yes.......

there is no sound as Ashwins thigh did not hitting Radha's thigh so no sound of flesh hitting 

Ashwin: darling, not now, he whispered as Radha's pussy responded to his fucking.


Radha: Oh.....mmm.....I...can't.....

ashwin: sweetheart not now breathe......control yourself for some time and let us cum together.

Radha: mmmm.....oh....yayayayaya......ok.

Ashwin: Baby, I own this little pussy, right

Radha: Yes, she panted with that.

Ashwin: in that case, I may take this pussy whenever I want.


radha:mmm........oh......ohm

ashwin: come on tell me I can take this pussy whenever I want, whenever I want, he stops his fucking again.

Radha is just seconds away from her climax his halting made her angry she said who is going to stop you when you want this pussy Ashu its all yours do you want me to say it out loud then heard this Radha's pussy is Ashwin's exclusive territory she said it in her desperation for his uninterrupted coital rhythm.

Her statement made Ashwin so happy that he just put his body on top of her this time hugging her so tight. Her hands are again in his ass, but this time both of her hands are now pulling him down. He started to fuck her with all of his dick going in and out of her pussy everytime only his cockhead is in her pussy. Apart from that, he takes all of his dick out of her in his every thrusting. Her moaning is now unrestrained she moaned loudly as she in her anger toward Sonu she wants Sonu to He awoke when he heard Radha moaning and came to this room to witness the actual fuck how a guy should fuck a girl, especially if the girl is Radha.

But as of now, Sonu is sleeping sweetly. The vodka and the fucking made him sleep like a log.


Radha: ooohh.....mmmm.....yes....yess....yayyyyy.....mmm

Ashwin is now grunting, and his breathing has become heavier with each passing second. The sound of their skin slapping is also becoming increasingly loud.

Thup, thup! Thup, thup, thup!

Ashwin and Radha are both panting, grunting, moaning, and fucking like animals. Radha's rage toward Sonu has pushed her over the edge; she is moving her cunt upward and eagerly meeting Ashwin's mighty thrusts every time Ashwin's dickhead pokes into her cunt's deepest point. This continues for the next five minutes.

Ashwin: aahhhh.....aaaaaaahhhhhhh.. loud groan as he ejaculated inside her.



Radha: oooohhh.....aahhh....she too climaxed with him her love juice is showering his cock while Radha feels him cumming in her in more streams every streams of sperms is hitting her eggs straightly she feel like that


After this wonderful fucking, Ashwin's dick is still going in and out of Radha's cunt in slow speed. He is slowing his fucking like a motor stopping. He fucks her even after cumming in her for some time until his semi-erection to go away. When he feels his erection will go away in a moment, he pushed deep inside her cunt and stayed there both of them now breathing heavily. No one speaks, only their panting sound is heard in that room. Ashwin stay in her pussy like that for some time then he leaves her and lies beside her when he looks at her she is in a deep slumber Ashwin's good fucking takes her to sleep quickly today Ashwin wants to sleep hugging her so he waited for some time when she turns other side in her sleep he get closer to her from behind and hugged her with one hand and his dickhead is near her asshole Ashwin could feel her asshole heat in his cockhead he smiled and put his hand in her boobs he sleeps with her the night passed like this for the lovers.

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Fantastic updates. Really liked ur story. Author deserves more support. I am huge fan of this story

thank you thank you well after this update i didn't get much comments as i expect but yours is nice soon next big one is coming bro

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chapter 34

Ashwin awakens in the morning, yawning and flexing his muscles with a sound of 'aahh', then he looks to his side to find the bed empty as Radha wakes before him and leaves his room, so he gets up, checks the time, it's 10 minutes past his usual wake up time, leaves the room, attends to nature calls, and puts on his jogging outfit before leaving the house. When he arrived in the front yard of the house, he discovered Radha decorating the ground with colored flours.

She didn't see Ashwin when he exited the home, which is now behind her, but she heard his footsteps and stood up to meet her lover Ashwin. As she turns her, Ashwin is captivated by the sight in front of him. She is wearing a yellow saree and matching blouse, her hair is wrapped in a towel, and water drips from her hair to her chin. She holds a flour box in her hand, and Ashwin has only seen this kind of thing in movies. She had some colors in her face and forehead as she adjusted the sweat in her face while drawing th in the ground with color flours.

To Ashwin, she appears to be sensual, seductive, and homely at the same time, and his gaze never leaves her. Hello, Ashu. She calls him, but he does not react as he stands still in his feet, arrested by the beauty in front of him. Hey, Ashu. This time, she waved her hand in front of his face and stood a few feet away from him again. He looked at her without responding to her voice, so she threw a flower from her box at him. When the flower hit him, he broke free from the spell. 


Ashwin shook his body slightly, as if breaking the spell cast upon him by the sight of Radha.

Radha: "Hey Ashu, what's happening?" she asks with a smiling face.

Ashwin: "Oh... nothing... I... just..." His words falter, and he averts his gaze from her. Then, gathering his courage, he asks, "What is this?" as he looks to the ground, clearing his throat, finding it difficult to speak while beholding her stunning beauty.

Radha: "Oh, it's a kolam."

Ashwin: "What?"

Radha: "It's a kolam, decorating the ground with colored powders. In the village, we see this as auspicious and believe it brings prosperity to the home. Haven't you seen it before, Ashu?"

Ashwin: "Well, I've been here for a while. I've seen it before, Radha, but today it's larger and more captivating. Why is that?" Instead of answering, Radha gazes at the ground near her feet. Ashwin sees, for the first time, the shyness of the housewife in her traditional attire. He had noticed her shyness before, but now it appears so endearing and overwhelming. He realizes that the reason for the larger kolam is the joy in her heart from the previous night.


Ashwin: Well, Radha, I'm going out for a jog.

Radha: Okay.

Ashwin wants to bang the girl where she stands, but he controls himself and leaves for jogging. When he is a little away from her, he turns back and sees Radha entering the house. He calls her hey Radha a little louder, and she turns to see him. He gives her a flying kiss, and she blushes and enters the house. He, too, leaves the gates and jogs around the village, his mind thinking about Radha.

As Ashwin reflects on Radha, his thoughts diverge into two distinct perspectives: the virtuous side exclaims, "What a stunning woman! How could any man overlook her? It is astonishing that Sonu has not recognized this beautiful housewife," while the darker side retorts, "You could easily win her over due to her husband's indifference, so why not take advantage of that?" The virtuous side counters, "True, but she possesses such admirable qualities. Had I encountered her earlier in life, she might have been caring for my child by now." The darker side interjects, "Even now, you have the opportunity to conceive with her and enjoy the nurturing she could provide." The virtuous side responds, "That is inappropriate; she is another man's wife. Engaging in an affair is one thing, but fathering a child with her is unacceptable." The darker side replies, "Come on, Ashu, she is enjoying the fucking with you; why not pursue her further? Perhaps she is already carrying your child since you never used protection." The virtuous side insists, "Regardless of her current state, abandon the notion of having a child with her; if you wish to fuck her more, do so without that intention." The darker side suggests, "You have an interest in Pooja, her sister, so if you desire to make Radha pregnant, act swiftly before pursuing Pooja." The virtuous side asserts, "I can marry Pooja and have children with her, but Radha is Sonu's wife." The darker side counters, "There is nothing wrong with having two wives. You could have both sisters as your spouses. Even if Radha is Sonu's wife, she could still be your personal partner if you wish to have children with her." The virtuous side replies, "But Ashu, her children will carry Sonu's name." The darker side dismisses this concern, "So what if they bear Sonu's surname? I would still be their father, and there is nothing wrong with that." As this internal conflict rages on, Ashwin jogs through the village.

Ashwin slowed his pace when he spotted two women struggling with their two-wheeler. As he neared them, he recognized them as Kavita and Meena.

Ashwin stopped near the girls and inquired about their situation. They explained that their two-wheeler wouldn't start and they were late for work. He asked where they were working today, and Meena replied that they had work at his partner Radha's farm tomorrow, so today they were heading to another field. Ashwin assisted them in starting the vehicle and urged Kavita to try starting it again; this time, it worked. The girls thanked him and hurried off. As they left, Ashwin mused to himself that marrying Pooja would be beneficial, and with that thought, he jogged back to the farmhouse.


When Ashwin first arrives at the house, he finds Radha in the kitchen. She is gorgeous, has well-groomed hair, and has an amazing view of her posterior. He has an idea and leaves the kitchen. Ashwin checks Sonu in the room and realizes he won't wake up for a while, so he makes up his mind and heads to his room.

Ashwin undresses and wraps a small towel around his hip. His body is still perspiring as he walks to the kitchen and spots his sweetheart, Radha. He knew he wanted her, but she looked so cute in her outfit, so he goes behind her. Radha notices him as he enters the room in the towel and her side eyes notice him. She can also smell his manly sweat.

He waited until Radha put down the pot she was holding. When she did, he hugged her from behind. Radha was expecting this, so she didn't say anything; instead, she breathed a hot air that indicated her heat. Ashwin placed his dick straight above her ass crack and kissed her neck, his hands rubbing her waist. She closed her eyes and relished the kiss because she knew that soon Ashwin's sweat would cause her blouse to get wet in the backside. The towel couldn't contain Ashwin's erected dick, so soon Radha would be able to feel her lover's dick in her ass and remember the times they spent together, when he fucked her. 

Ashwin swung his ass back and forth, giving her the impression that he was fucking her from behind five times. When his cock touched her, Radha moaned, "Please don't do this again, Ashwin. We did it last night, so please not now." Then, they turned to face each other, and Ashwin held her chin in his hand, kissed her forehead, eyes, nose, and cheeks, kissing every inch of her face except her lips. Finally, it was time to taste the flower, so he placed one hand behind her head and the other in her face, pressing his thump and middle finger, he pressed them until her lips opened like a rose. Ashwin kissed those sweet lips before his lips touched hers Ashwin's tongue darted into her mouth. The kiss lingered for a while, and then his hand left her back head and reached her chin. He held her face in his hand, and she felt the sweat on Ashwin's arms, causing her hands to sway. The couple lost themselves in the kiss, as her tongue reached his mouth and then his entered her mouth again. Suddenly, she withdrew from the kiss, breathing heavily, and placed her hand in her chest.

As Ashwin relished staring at her in this manner, Radha leaned slightly over her belly and looked down, panting for breath. Her eyes widened in shock as she saw Ashwin's fully aroused dick protruding from the towel.

Radha: How .....you.......could......Speaking with a hint of wonder and excitement in her voice, Radha murmured as she turned her attention from Ashwin's dick to his face.

Ashwin: what, my love?

Radha: She gestures at his dick, but her wrist is close to her face. She closed her eyes and displayed a look of excitement, fear, and lust on her face.

With a smile, Ashwin told her that it was because of her that he needed her attention. However, bashful as she was, Radha closed her eyes and covered her face with her fists. With Ashwin's hands now on her hips, he shifted her slightly and adjusted their positions for his next act with his girlfriend. 

Ashwin now stands one foot away from his beloved. He gently kissed her on the back of her hand and then placed his hands on his towel, loosening it. At this moment, Ashwin finds himself naked in the kitchen alongside Radha, who is fully dressed. He implores her, "Radha, please, I cannot control myself in your presence. I need your assistance." Radha responds, "I cannot, Ashu. We can do it  later tonight, but not now," while keeping her hands firmly in place.

Ashwin: Radha, I kindly request some relief. 

Radha: Ashwin, please try to understand. It is morning, and we are in the kitchen. You need to head to the site, so I urge you to go now. She maintains her hand in position.

Ashwin: My dear, please give him some love.

Radha: Oh, come on. You were a bit excessive with me last night. I cannot manage it right now; my thighs are feeling somewhat uncomfortable, Ashwin.

Ashwin: Alright, my love, I completely understand. However, you can still provide me with some relief without needing to undress, my dear.

Radha: How would that work?

Ashwin: in this manner, he stated, taking her hands off her face and placing them over his dick. Before she realized that her hands were around his enormous dick, she opened her eyes in obvious shock, it even shocked her further when she sees Ashwin stand stark naked and Ashwin gazed at her with lust, lust alone in his eyes for her.

Radha: Ashu, no....no....she pleaded trying to get her hands off of his huge cock

Ashwin, with confidence, exclaimed, "Radha, my love, yes, yes!"

While Radha was trying to remove her hands from his cock, he slightly opened her palms, exposing his cock's upper side. He drooled without taking his eyes off of her. He enjoyed her shyness, blushing, and unwillingness to do this, but he was going to force her to comply. He then locked her palms once more, engulfing his enormous dick so that Radha could feel the veins in her palms when she moved her head side to side, signaling that she was refusing. He then moved his ass front and back, fucking her palms with lube made
by his saliva.

Radha: Oh! Ah! ash! Ashu no


Ashwin moved his head forward to kiss her lips and said, "Baby, please let me relive the tension."

Currently, a fully clothed housewife is giving her muscular lover, who is standing nude, a handjob in the kitchen. Ashwin began by moving his ass back and forth on her palms. After a few minutes, he felt her hands firmly around his dick, so he slightly loosened his grip on her palm. For the next five minutes, Ashwin's head shifted back, causing him to look up at the ceiling with excitement. 

Ashwin: My love oh! wow! even you're palms are so.....good....mmmmhh

Ashwin realizes that he does not have to hold his lover's palm in place as he feels her palm's firm grip on his manhood. He knew it was time to test his bitch, so he slowly takes his right hand from her hand and put it in her shoulder, and his ass is moving back and forth. Meanwhile, Radha is amazed by the size of her man's dick size, and if she holds him tight in her palm, his dick grows in length and breadth, and she can feel his nerves in her palm. 

Radha's mind is lost in thoughts of his dick size and how it moves in her palms. She feels Ashwin's major channel that runs in the bottom side of his dick via which urine and sperm would flow out. She can feel the rush of his blood in his dick.


Radha had no idea when she accomplished this, but she found herself looking down at Ashwin's dick and holding Ashwin's cock in her palms. It took her some time to realize that Ashwin's hands were now in her shoulders on either side and she was holding Ashwin's dick as he moved back and forth. 

Now the housewife and her lovers are alone in their own world. Radha's thump fingers are in Ashwin's cock base, and Ashwin's hands are in his lover's shoulders. He did not put pressure there, but he still wants her to stroke his dick freely, but he is the one doing it by moving his ass. He knows she will do the job soon.


Hey, Radha. Ashwin called she looked up to see his face she looks at him like what he said please she understand that the lube is no longer in his dick so he need more lube means her saliva now she said no with her eyes Ashwin too pleaded with his eyes with little hesitation she looks down and without taking her hands off she lubed the cock when he move backward she spit at his cock base in forward motion she spit in his cock head like this she lubed his dick with now enough lube Ashwin's movement was again fastened.

Radha feels every vein of his dick in her palm she knows if it was her pussy his speed is 10 times of his current one she did not understand how she is doing this her mind is reeling with a feeling of how she accepts this now Ashwin's movement become more faster Ashwin's knows he is going to cum so he adjusted Radha saree in her shoulder it made sure the navel is uncovered and exposed to his cock.

Ashwin's cock is aimed straight above her navel without realizing it. She is thinking about how she is doing this, how her hands did not leave Ashwin's dick even when she wanted to stop. Her body is supporting Ashwin in the ways she wants. As she submerged her mind in this, she failed to notice Ashwin's ballsack come up and his dick exploded. Ashwin's cum lands right on her navel hole, like a canon firing stream after stream.

Ashwin: oooohhhhhh.........aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh groaned 

Radha feels the heat in his sperm in his belly, so she grabs her saree and tries to wipe it, but Ashwin stops her by holding her saree with his palm, kneeling in front of her and taking a minute to admire her navel laden with his cum.

He then gets his towel from the floor and uses it to wipe her navel. He then gets up and uses the water in the cup to clean the area in her belly. Radha is now afraid to look at him, but he holds her face in his hand and gives her another long, deep kiss. After that, he separates from her and looks at her. She is still shy, but he says, "My love, you don't have to be shy with me after we enjoyed," and he lightly pats her cheeks. He said that he adores its scarlet hue when she is bashful.

She glanced at Ashwin's muscular backside and his perfectly shaped ass, thinking that all the workouts he did would make him look so good even his backside, from neck to toe, is somewhat alluring to her. Then it dawns on her that her palms contain Ashwin's essence, so she washes her hands in the sink without giving it any thought. Ashwin leaves the kitchen nude. 

Radha then arranged the dining area in anticipation of Ashwin's return from his bath. Once he was dressed and prepared for the day, they shared a meal together. As they sat in the dining area, Radha served Ashwin food, and while eating, Ashwin fed Radha with his hand. She eagerly accepted the food from him, finding it lovely and romantic. In this manner, they finished their meal.. This intimate exchange continued until they completed their breakfast. Afterward, Ashwin prepared to leave the house, and Radha accompanied him to the car to bid him farewell.Ashwin gave Radha a strong hug before getting into the car, making her feel the strain of his embrace and him feeling her assets pressing down on him. Though Radha was hoping for a kiss, Ashwin felt a rush of desire and left the scene quickly because he didn't want to fuck her again. He knew that if he kissed her, he would take her to his bed, so he left quickly. Radha understands this, but she was a little disappointed that she didn't get a kiss from him.

Days went by in this way, and Ashwin and Radha grew to be so close that they became the husband and wife of the house. Sonu, on the other hand, was only a guest in the house and was unaware of the business partner's relationship, which included Ashwin and Radha sharing a bed and Sonu's wife doing all the wifely chores with Ashwin. 

Radha and Ashwin fuck each other whenever they can. There are times when Sonu disturbs them at night, but Ashwin never objects because he will fuck her the next day at noon when he comes for his noon meal. This continued for the next month, and Sonu did not disturb them. Ashwin in front of Sonu act like he is terrified of Sonu by calling him big brother, but Sonu had no idea that Ashwin had taken his wife away from him. Sonu was unaware that he was exchanging his attractive wife for Ashwin every time he was given expensive cocktails that he could never afford.


(In between:

On the day he was supposed to arrive in the city, Ashwin went to assist Pooja with her projects. She was overjoyed to see that, while her classmates were finding it difficult to complete projects requiring a high level of technical and subject-matter expertise, Pooja and her team were completing the same type of project with relative ease thanks to Ashwin's assistance.

Ashwin assisted Pooja in completing the project and advised her to contact him whenever she required his assistance. He assigned Pooja and her friends a project that necessitated Pooja's communication with Ashwin, as his knowledge was essential for its completion. He intentionally chose this high-value project as he wished to speak with Pooja regularly. Occasionally, he would make brief visits to the city to see Pooja and assist her with the project.

Pooja's friends suggest that Ashwin has a clear interest in Pooja, which is why he offers ideas and helps them to accomplish the project. They believe this project will certainly aid in their selection during any interview they attend. Pooja's friends agree, noticing that Ashwin often looks at her when they all sit together to discuss project-related matters.

When he returns from the city, he brings pooja a new android mobile and a new sim card for her, as well as some booze. He gives the drink to Sonu and takes Sonu's wife to his bed. When Sonu falls unconscious, he presents the mobile to Radha after he has fucked her as much as he wants. When he has a post-coitus conversation with her, he gives her the mobile. She is overjoyed and kissed Ashwin's lips lovingly. )

 A month has flown by, and now Ashwin is all set to head to the city. Radha is busy serving him food, and as he eats, he playfully feeds her with his hands. This has become their little routine over the past month—while they eat, Ashwin feeds Radha, who sits close by. She enjoys it, and when Sonu is around, he doesn’t do this, but in his absence, Ashwin takes the opportunity. Radha has gotten used to this intimate way of eating, and sometimes when she’s on her own, she finds herself missing Ashwin and the way he feeds her. 

This month, Radha and Ashwin are acting like a newlywed couple, spending most of their time together eating and enjoying each other's company. After finishing his meal, Ashwin heads to wash his hands, and Radha follows him to his room. She grabs his bag and walks with him to the car. As he’s about to leave, he gives Radha a tight hug, which is his usual goodbye. Sometimes he kisses her on the lips, but most often, he sweetly kisses her forehead. This time is no different; he kisses her forehead and then hops into the car, driving away. Radha has no clue that Ashwin is on his way to stole her sister Pooja's first kiss.

So, Ashwin is heading to the city to meet Pooja and give her some final tips for her viva since she’s submitting her project this afternoon. He told Radha to keep an eye on the construction site while he’s away. He thought it would just be a quick day trip, but little did he know he’d end up staying the night at his place with Pooja and her friends, getting into some wild stuff with Pooja.

[damien123456]

I've made a leap in the story as it seemed to be stagnating around Radha and Ashwin. In future updates, I will detail events that occurred during this one-month gap. I kindly request my readers to bear with these changes.

[damien123456]

I thought Radha got pregnant by now and Sonu will kill her for cheating him.

Radha will not die, and Sonu will also survive, but he will come to realize his mistake eventually. The question then becomes whether Radha will accept him back or not, if Ashwin will allow the couple to reunite, and what role Pooja will play in this scenario—that's the intriguing part.

[damien123456]

Here are images of Pooja's pals and their names.


Friend 1's name is Riya.




Friend 2's, her name is Reena.




Friend 3's named Sameera.




here's the picture of Roopa



Apart from pooja, Ashwin is going to fuck two of pooja's pals, one of whom is virgin and the other not, therefore my readers tell me which of these chicks will be Ashwin's first fuck after he fucked pooja. One thing is certain: the first fuck will not be a virgin one.

[damien123456]

Next update de do bhai..

soon brother

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chapter 35


Ashwin arrives at the college on time and locates Pooja and her friends in the canteen, just as they had told him they would be waiting for him there.

Ashwin: "Hi girls, am I interrupting something?" With that, Ashwin takes a seat, pulling a chair from a nearby table.

Pooja: "Oh, hi Ashwin. No, I mean, there's no interruption; we were just waiting for you," she says, her tone lacking enthusiasm.

Ashwin: "Well, you don't seem to be normal. What happened?"

Reena: "Well, everything feels like it's coming down to these last few moments," she said, her voice tinged with nervousness.

Ashwin: "You all did great work, so don't worry. Now, all you have to do is stay calm."

Riya: "It's easy to say, sir, but we all..." She stopped mid-sentence, her hands locked and fingers twisted, openly displaying the group's last-minute doubts and fears.

Ashwin: "Hey, stay cool. I know what you're feeling now; it's common for anyone in your place. But keep calm and maintain your composure because if you let fear or nervousness take over, it won't end well for you, okay?"

Sameera: "Sir, we completed this project under your guidance by ourselves, and our other friends did theirs with project centers. They all say that we won't perform well in this submission session because they are well-versed in their projects."

Ashwin: "What are you talking about, Sameera? If they are well-versed, then so are you," he said, a hint of harshness in his voice. "Listen, if they perform well, why can't you girls? They're just going to regurgitate what the project centers told them, but none of you are like that, okay? You all worked hard, and I know you're going to nail it, so relax."

Roopa: "Sir, without you, we wouldn't have been able to come this far. Thank you, sir."

Ashwin: "Thank me later, but for now, keep calm. Any last-minute doubts, girls?"

Pooja: "I'm too nervous about the presentation. I mean, what if the external examiner asks something that we haven't prepared for?"

Ashwin: "In that case, take a moment to think, and if you don't find the answer, say that you will explore it further. They will appreciate this more than any rushed, unsynchronized answers. Okay, keep your body straight while answering, keep a timer in your mind, remember the key points and advantages of your project, and highlight them. If you sense any one of you struggling to speak, another person with the known answer should continue as if the struggling one just stopped to let you speak. Never show any lack of knowledge to them, okay?"

Pooja: "Oh, thank you so much."

Ashwin: "I told you that thank me later any other question.''

Riya: You make it sound so easy, sir. Why don't you present on our behalf?

Ashwin: It's tempting, but has the college authorized this? Besides, it's your moment to shine in the hall. Just be confident; you're all going to do an amazing job.

Pooja: Wow, you've helped us a lot here, Ashwin. Without you, we can't— Before she could finish, Ashwin looked at her. His gaze made her halt mid-sentence, as something in his eyes made her feel different. They shared a moment of silent communication but were interrupted by Reena's voice.

Reena: We're about to do something big, Pooja. No time for this. She said mockingly.

Pooja: Reena! She exclaimed with a mix of anger and shyness.

Ashwin: Okay, girls, no more questions. Just relax.

Sameera: Well, I think we're all ready now, but we have to stay calm.

Ashwin: Ah, I'll help you with that. Just breathe in and stay relaxed. You've got this. His presence and words bolstered Pooja and her friends' confidence.

Roopa: Okay, sir, thank you. She said as her mobile rang. She glanced at the screen and noticed it was a call from her friend. This call reminded Roopa that they had to leave now. Hey girls, it was Lilly. I told her to call me when our staff calls us. We have to leave now.

Ashwin: Okay, girls, good luck. Go and rock the show.

"Thank you, sir," they all said in unison.

Ashwin: Okay, girls, see you all soon.

After that, Ashwin did nothing but sit there and watch the girls leave the canteen. He saw their shacking ass as their walking pace picked up, and he saw all five girls swaying ass. His eyes lingered in Pooja's for a little while longer. I think this is the end of our mentor and student relationship, Pooja. I look forward to the day when I can truly nail you. His thoughts are interrupted when his phone rings; he checks at the screen; it's his buddy; he remembers saying he'd see him today, so he picks up the phone and tells his friend he'll be there shortly; with that, he exits the canteen. The girls submit their projects at 2 p.m.

Pooja and her friends performed admirably in the session. The external invigilator congratulated them in front of all the students, commending their project as exceptional. He remarked that he had never seen students work so diligently, as most tend to rely on project centers, whereas these girls worked hard and successfully executed a project that was highly technical in nature.


His remark caused the girls to recall Ashwin for a moment. After the session, they went to the canteen, found it empty, and decided to call Ashwin. He informed them that he was in a meeting with friends and could meet them later. However, eager to see him, the girls expressed their desire to meet sooner. Ashwin then agreed to have dinner with them at a hotel he named, in the evening, as it was nearing four o'clock, to which all the girls consented.

As dinner time approached, all the girls, dressed in their finest, gathered at the restaurant Ashwin had mentioned. They waited for him, as he was running late today. As his arrival was delayed, they took a seat at the table. When the waiter came to take their order, they informed him they were waiting for a friend, so he left them alone. Roopa suggested that Pooja call Ashwin to check his whereabouts, but just then, Pooja noticed Ashwin entering the hotel. Pooja, Sameera, and Riya were seated directly opposite Roopa and Reena at a table for six. From where Pooja was seated, she could see any man entering the restaurant, and that's how she spotted him.

Pooja: "Hey, he's here."  

As Pooja said, all the females are standing and looking at Ashwin. Today Ashwin appears to take little care about his dress; he looks like a model and is too sexy. All the girls' eyes drooped for him for a while.

Sameera: Is he truly an auditor or model?

Riya: He looks so fantastic and attractive tonight.

Pooja: Hey gals, stop it.

Sameera: Hey, shut up and look at him, he's cute.

Reena: What can we do, buddy? His eyes are on our pooja.

Riya: Hey pooja, if I were you, I would have taken that sexy chocolaty man already, but you haven't.

Pooja: "Hey, stop or I will—" As they spoke, Ashwin approached them. "Hi girls, sorry I'm late." With that, he gestured for them to sit down. Now seated, Pooja and Ashwin faced each other, with Roopa and Reena beside them. As they settled, Riya commented, "Sir, you're looking so good today."

Ashwin: "Oh! Thank you," he replied, adjusting his slightly open shirt.

Sameera: "Wow, you're rocking it, sir. Is there any special reason for your attire today?"

Ashwin, feigning confusion, responded, "What?"

Sameera: "Well, we've never seen you like this—you're so stylish and hot today, sir."

Ashwin: "Oh! Thanks. Well, I'm here with five beautiful girls for dinner. Did you expect me to wear formal attire? And besides, I've got tough competition here since all of you look very awesome, especially you, Riya—you look stunning," he complimented, his gaze lingering on Pooja until the last moment before shifting as everyone anticipated him to say Pooja's name. His omission slightly disturbed Pooja, while the other girls, particularly Riya, were taken aback.

Reena: "Sir, the way you're speaking is quite different today. May I ask why?" Her voice was tinged with surprise and curiosity.

Ashwin: I want to clarify something, girls. There's no need to call me 'sir' anymore; it makes me feel ancient. Just call me Ashwin.

Sameera: But you're our mentor for the project, sir, and you're older than us too, she whispered with a hint of amusement.

Ashwin: The mentor-student relationship is over. From now on, just call me Ashwin; I'm no longer your mentor, he stated firmly.

Sameera: I apologize if we've offended you, sir. I only wanted to crack some jokes to make everyone smile, not to offend you, she said, her tone less enthusiastic, which Ashwin noticed.

Ashwin: Hey, relax, I didn't mean it like that. From now on, I'm your friend, so call me Ashwin. No need for formalities. When lovely girls like you call me 'sir,' it makes me feel old. I'm in your league, girls, so don't call me 'sir,' call me Ashwin.

Roopa: Not all of us call you 'sir'; only one always calls you by your name, she said mockingly.

Ashwin: Pooja and I are different, but this is for the others. So, none of you want to be my friend? he said, feigning sadness.

Reena: No, sir, it was a pleasure to be your friend, but we did not expect this from you as we have never seen you like this before.

Ashwin: What? I mean, what did you not expect? His voice is normal but demanding.

Riya: Sir, you never speak to us the way you are now. Her voice conveys her surprise.

Ashwin: Oh, come on, girls. I understand now, okay? Until now, you've all seen me as a professor and mentor, and that's fine. But that phase is over. I mean, you all did well on the project, and from now on, I want to be your friend. Is that wrong? I mean, I'd like to be your friend. Do any of you have an issue with having me as your friend?

Roopa: We all appreciate the offer of friendship, sir, but it's not what we expected. We thought you would inquire about our project performance, but instead, you offered friendship, which left us a bit confused," she said, speaking on behalf of all the girls.

Ashwin: There's no need for that because I'm confident you all impressed the external invigilator. But girls, it's time to celebrate, so what's next?

Pooja: Thank you for the help, Ashwin.

Ashwin: Haan! That's not enough.

Pooja: What?

Ashwin: You all did well on the project, so you should celebrate, right? I want to join your celebration," he said, but the table fell silent. He looked around at all the girls, who were exchanging questioning glances. "What's wrong, girls? Don't you want to celebrate?" he asked enthusiastically.

Roopa hesitated, "Sir, it's actually... we..." She trailed off, and Ashwin was about to interject when the waiter came to take their order. After the waiter left, Ashwin gave the girls a look that seemed to ask a silent question, which they understood. Roopa explained that they planned to go to the pub to celebrate after dinner. Ashwin's expression showed he wasn't keen on the idea as he glanced at Pooja.

Pooja: "Yes, we're all going to the pub to celebrate."

Reena:  "Sir, we want to—sorry," her tone shifted, "Ashwin, we want to go to the pub and dance our hearts out."

Ashwin: "Hmm, okay. Do you all mind if I join you?"

"You're most welcome, Ashwin," Roopa responded.

As they began to eat the food that had arrived, the conversation flowed smoothly. Ashwin playfully flirted with all the girls, aiming to tease Pooja. His teasing was somewhat successful; Pooja was slightly annoyed but didn't show it. After dinner, as they were ready to leave for the pub, Ashwin, preferring not to go to the pub, suggested, "Why don't you all celebrate at one of your houses instead?". The girls explained that it wasn't possible since all except Roopa were from different places. Ashwin then suggested, "Well, Roopa, why don't we go to your house?" She started to explain that her parents were home and wouldn't allow it, and even if they did, she wouldn't want to. Before she could finish, Riya playfully interrupted, "If you don't want us to go to the pub, how about your house, Ashwin?" This caught Ashwin off guard as he hadn't considered it, planning to return to his village after their meeting. He hadn't mentioned staying at his place to Radha, so he just stared blankly at the girls.


Riya: "What's the matter, Ashwin? Is there any problem?"

Ashwin: "No problem, girls. Then it's settled; my house it is. Let's go." With that, they all left the restaurant. Even though the girls didn't like the idea, they couldn't say no now, as Riya had already spoken. All the girls looked at her angrily while they walked behind Ashwin to the car park, but Riya ignored their stares.

As they all arrived at the car park, they realized there were two cars: one belonged to Ashwin, and the other to Roopa. Ashwin expressed his desire for the girls to follow him in their car, to which they all agreed. He then gave Roopa his address and instructed her to follow him. With that, he hopped into his car and drove off, with the girls following behind. While driving, Reena voiced her discomfort about going to Ashwin's house instead of a pub to drink, blaming Riya's brazenness for the change of plans.

Riya: "Hey, don't think Ashwin didn't want us to go to the pub; that's why he's taking us to his house."

Reena: "Don't think like that. He's not okay with Pooja coming to the pub with us; that's why he's now taking us to his place," she said with a smirk.

Pooja: "Hey, Reena, don't you..." she stared at her.

Sameera: "Girls, come on, let's get to his place and tell him we want to drink or dance. If he says no, we'll just leave immediately and go to the pub. Relax, I think he may not want us to go to the pub, but he can't stop us. Okay, I have something in mind, so relax. We are going to the pub tonight, okay?"

Pooja inquired with a furrowed brow, "Hey, what's the grand plan?" Her voice tinged with worry.

Sameera threw her head back, a mischievous twinkle in her eye, and declared, "Just wait and see, ladies!" She struck a pose like a hero straight out of a blockbuster film.

Ashwin contacted Radha to inform her of an unexpected important meeting, which would prevent him from coming home that evening. He assured her that they would see each other in the morning. Although Radha expressed her disappointment at his absence during the night, she conveyed her understanding of his circumstances and encouraged him to eat and rest well. After ending the call, Ashwin smiled to himself, thinking, "Oh my love, do not worry; I will have your sister with me tonight instead. She is on her way to my place, and they might plan to leave for the pub soon. However, Radha, they are not going anywhere tonight; it is time for something else."

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Ashwin ended the call, and within the next fifteen minutes, his car rolled through the apartment gate, closely followed by Roopa's. Stepping out, he noticed the watchmen interrogating the girls still inside the car. The watchmen had stopped Roopa's car upon entry to ask about their visit and destination. As Roopa conversed with them, Ashwin intervened, assuring the watchmen that the girls were his guests. He signaled Roopa to park in the guest area, then addressed the watchmen, stating the girls would stay overnight and their vehicle needed watching. As he began to walk away, the watchmen called out, "Sir?" Ashwin, scratching the back of his head with a knowing smile, understood the implication. He discreetly handed money to the watchmen, who saluted in response. With the matter settled, Ashwin walked towards Roopa's car.


The watchmen watched as Ashwin walked toward the girls. Now that they had stepped out of the car and all the girls were young and sexy, he thought, What a lucky bastard he is! He got money and a good life. He brought a girl with him to his apartment occasionally, with whom he spent the night, but this is the first time he brought a bunch of girls in. I am sure this guy is going to bang them, but which one is the first? With that in mind, he watched Ashwin and the girls leave the parking lot and walk toward the lift. The watchmen left  to the gates with a sigh of nostalgia.


After giving money to the watchman, Ashwin walked towards the girls. As he reached them, they all exited the car. He gestured towards the lift, and they followed him. During the walk and the lift ride, he chatted with Pooja and the others, though he spoke more with Pooja. The other girls watched them as they talked. Pooja conversed with him without making eye contact, while he looked at her. Upon reaching the floor, they walked to his house. Ashwin opened the door, and the girls stepped inside, marveling at the cleanliness of the house. Although Ashwin was not there, he had made arrangements for regular cleaning, so the house appeared cool and clean, especially after the morning's tidying, making it all the more appealing.


Sameera: Wow, you have a pretty big house, sir.

Ashwin: Thank you, but please, no 'sir.'

Sameera: I'll try to remember, but it might take some time to get used to it.

Ashwin: Okay, no problem. Girls, feel free to treat this place like your own house and settle down. With that, he leaves for his room.

Riya: Hey, this house is cool, right? Does he own it, or is he just renting?

Reena: Hey, don't talk like that. I think it's his house.

Pooja: Girls, it's his own house; he owns it, okay?

Roopa: Mmmhh... How do you know that, Pooja? Her voice is serious and mocking at the same time. All the girls look at Pooja, wondering how she knows.

Pooja: Hey, relax. He told me it's his own house when he brought me here last time.

Sameera: What? He brought you here before? She said in a mocking tone, her hands on her cheeks as if expressing shock on her face but in a jovial manner.

Pooja: tossed her handbag to Sameera, who caught it just in time. "He brings me here, you all know that, right? From the pub," she said seriously.

Riya: "We all know that, but since you mentioned 'the word' last time, we thought he might bring you here without us knowing." She winked at Pooja playfully.

"Hey, it's nothing like that, okay?" Pooja started to retort, but before she could continue, Ashwin emerged from the kitchen carrying a tray of snacks, which he always kept on hand, along with five cups of coffee for the group.

Ashwin announced, "Hey girls, you are all my guests now, so please enjoy the coffee and snacks." As he spoke, the girls' faces showed their discontent, except for Pooja, who was the first to accept the coffee from him. However, as Pooja turned to her friends, they stared at her as if she had done something wrong. Pooja looked at her friends, questioning with her eyes. Riya stepped forward, took the coffee from Pooja, and placed it back on Ashwin's plate, saying, "If we really wanted it, we could have it at a cafe. Okay, we're here for a celebration, and you, sir—sorry, Ashwin—you're just offering us some snacks and coffee? No, this is not what we expected."

Pooja: "Hey, we're in his house, so he treats us with it. Take it or leave it, but you all..." She's cut off before she can finish.

Ashwin: "What's wrong, girls?"

Sameera: "Sir, we planned to drink alcohol tonight, not coffee. It's not good, okay? You stopped us from going to the pub as we planned, and now you..."

Reena: "Yes, sir, we want to drink, not coffee. It's okay, we'll take it, but we're going to the pub right after, okay?"

Ashwin smiles a bit too loudly. "Oh, that's what you all want? Okay, girls, just sit on the sofa in the hall. I'll be right back." Ashwin then sneaks off to the kitchen again.

Sameera: "Hey, if he brings out some supermarket beverages and calls it alcohol, we're leaving immediately, okay?" With that, all the girls sit on the sofa.
Pooja: "Hey, why do you all act like this? He is our mentor in the project, don't forget. He just offered us coffee; we can take it and leave this place quickly, but you all..."

Roopa: "We all what, Pooja? Hey Sameera, she speaks with concern for him, do you see it?"

Sameera: "Yes, Roopa. Hey Pooja, he was our mentor in the project, but now he is our friend. He himself said it an hour ago, okay? Don't we ask our friend for something we want when we go to his house? Maybe to you, he is more than a mentor and friend, but to us, now he is just our friend. So we would ask what we want from him, okay?" She said in a playful and assertive tone. Pooja put her hands on her head in a gesture as if to say, 'There's no use speaking with you all.'

Ashwin called out from the kitchen, "Hey Pooja, need a little help here!"

Reena teased, "Pooja, your partner is calling you. Go and help him," as she playfully slapped palms with Riya, who laughed along.

Without a word, Pooja entered the kitchen to find Ashwin arranging glass cups on a tray. Upon seeing her, he asked, "Could you take this to the hall and place it on the table in front of the sofa?" She obliged and carried the tray out to the hall.

Riya noticed Pooja coming from the kitchen and remarked, "Hey, looks like he's going to serve some supermarket beverages, just like you predicted, Sameera."

Pooja set the tray down on the table and joined her friends on the sofa. Although there were two single sofas flanking the main one, all the girls chose to sit together on the main sofa, which could accommodate all five of them.

Within minutes, Ashwin approached with his hands behind his back, as if concealing something.

"What are you hiding there, sir?" inquired Reena with a hint of curiosity.

Riya chimed in mockingly, "I bet it's some supermarket beverages with low alcohol content."

Ashwin just smiled at them and, with a flourish of "ta-da," he placed a bottle of Russian vodka on the table in front of them.

Reena exclaimed, "What a find, sir! I saw this bottle at the supermarket near our college. It's a local thing," while all the girls nodded in agreement with Reena. Only Roopa's eyes widened, as she recognized what it was.

Roopa interjected, "Hey, don't talk nonsense, Reena. You really don't know what it is," her tone filled with excitement and surprise.

Sameera chimed in, "What Roopa? She's right. I've seen it in my own town when I go to the supermarket with my mom. I know it's not alcohol. If you want to stop someone from going to the pub, stop them, not all of us, sir," she stated adamantly, twirling her hair with her right hand and her legs crossed.

Both Ashwin and Roopa laughed together, while the other girls exchanged questioning glances.

Roopa declared, "Hey, this one is Russian vodka. I've seen my dad with the same brand."

Ashwin confirmed, "You're right. Your dad and I get this from our common friend. Girls, it's Russian vodka," he revealed the brand name, while Roopa informed her friends of the high price, leaving all the girls with widened eyes.

Sameera: I apologize, sir. Is this truly meant for us? She chuckled lightly.

Ashwin: If not for you, then for whom? With that, he uncapped the bottle and poured vodka for them, demonstrating a skillful handling of the bottle. Roopa, curious, inquired whether he consumed alcohol, recalling his earlier refusal of wine at the pub. He responded, "I don't drink, but that won't prevent me from enjoying liquor at home or serving it to my friends." After a brief pause, he turned to Pooja and said, "Partner." He then filled a cup with vodka and offered it to Pooja, distributing the remaining cups to the other girls. His gaze, however, remained fixed on Pooja as she took a sip of the vodka. Once they all set their cups down, they expressed slight irritation in their throats. Ashwin remarked, "Well, it's your first experience with this, so it's understandable. Don't worry; take these." He handed them some chips, and they continued to chat and drink. After finishing their third round, Ashwin patiently waited, knowing he needed to make his next move. He aimed to have all the girls in a slightly tipsy state, and as they consumed the strong vodka, their inhibitions began to fade, which he had not anticipated.

After the third round, Roopa expressed her desire to explore the house. Ashwin graciously offered to give her a tour, but she declined, preferring to see it on her own. Consequently, Ashwin allowed Roopa, Riya, and Sameera to wander through the house. They discovered that it was spacious, featuring two bedrooms, a large kitchen, and a sizable hall, with each bedroom equipped with an attached bathroom. The house exuded a cozy atmosphere. While exploring Ashwin's bedroom, they noticed numerous photographs adorning the walls, all depicting him alone, without any friends. One particular image caught Riya's attention; it was a smaller picture of Ashwin shirtless, positioned lower on the wall. While Sameera and Roopa did not pay much heed to it, Riya took a closer look at the topless photograph, and a stirring sensation arose within her at the mere sight. For a brief moment, she closed her eyes and imagined herself standing beside Ashwin's bed as he approached her, removing his t-shirt while gazing at her. She envisioned herself touching his chest, feeling the firmness of his muscles, as his hand wrapped around her waist, drawing her closer. She let out a soft sigh, but her daydream was interrupted by Sameera's voice calling her name. Riya quickly replied, "Oh, nothing," and smiled mischievously to herself, lightly tapping her head. The other two girls remained oblivious to her thoughts.

Riya observed the array of awards displayed in the almirah, which showcased Ashwin's numerous achievements in both his career and sports. Adjacent to the almirah was a photograph of Ashwin from his college days, holding a football. As Roopa and Sameera discussed Ashwin's accomplishments and trophies, Riya's attention was drawn to the image of him with the ball. She envisioned herself and Ashwin playing football together on an open field, picturing them in sports attire, with Ashwin gazing at her with a look of desire. This thought caused Riya to close her eyes, one hand resting on her head and the other on her abdomen, as a light sweat formed on her brow. Suddenly, Sameera interrupted her daydream, inquiring about the company that had offered Ashwin a position, mentioning a logo she had seen. Riya, slightly irritated, responded with a vague acknowledgment. Roopa, noticing Riya's discomfort, asked if she was feeling unwell due to the heat. Riya suggested they step outside, but Sameera insisted they could turn on the air conditioning. Riya, however, was determined to explore other areas of the house. As they exited Ashwin's bedroom, Riya caught sight of him conversing with Pooja and Reena, feeling a twinge of jealousy as Ashwin's attention seemed focused on Pooja.

Riya contemplated the situation, questioning why Ashwin's attention was consistently directed towards Pooja. She wondered if he ever truly noticed her. Riya had harbored feelings for Ashwin from the very beginning, yet he seemed oblivious to her presence, fixated instead on someone she deemed unworthy. Although she lacked the wealth of Roopa, she believed she possessed greater value than Pooja, considering herself more attractive and intelligent. With these thoughts swirling in her mind, Riya accompanied Sameera and Roopa to the adjacent room, which appeared to be Ashwin's workout area, equipped with a modest home gym. Despite her long-standing interest in Ashwin, she had refrained from expressing it, especially as his gaze often lingered on Pooja. However, the effects of the vodka had emboldened her, allowing her to entertain feelings she had long kept hidden.

Following their brief tour, they arrived at the location where Ashwin and others were engaged in conversation while walking from the gym to the hall. Riya gazed at Ashwin with longing, while simultaneously feeling a pang of jealousy towards Pooja. They all settled beside Pooja and Reena, engaging in light conversation for a while. Sameera and Roopa praised Ashwin for his home and the accolades displayed in his almirah, to which Ashwin expressed his gratitude. Riya continued to look at Ashwin with desire; his charming smile appeared particularly appealing to her that day, likely influenced by the vodka she had consumed. Feeling a surge of attraction, she contemplated expressing her feelings to Ashwin that evening. Her thoughts were interrupted when Ashwin addressed her, asking, "Hey Riya, do you have any thoughts about the house?" She snapped back to reality and replied, "Well, you have a lovely and cozy house, Ashwin." She emphasized his name slightly, a detail that went unnoticed by the other girls but was not lost on Ashwin, who recognized the desire reflected in her eyes. Pleased by Riya's interest, he felt a sense of happiness. After some more conversation, Sameera suggested, "Why don't we play a game, everyone?"

Roopa, curious in tone, asked, "What game?"

Sameera replied, "Any kind, but it must be surprising and thrilling."

Ashwin, feeling the vodka's effects, stood up and addressed the girls, "So, Sameera, what game do you have in mind for this situation?"

"Maybe spin the bottle or truth or dare," Sameera suggested.

Ashwin, catching the girls' attention—except for Pooja, whose eyes were not as wide—proposed, "How about we play 'bottle stand'?"

Reena, unenthusiastic, said, "I thought you'd suggest something different, but 'bottle stand' is nothing new to us."

"I didn't finish," Ashwin interjected. Reena gestured for him to continue. "It's a normal 'bottle stand'. The bottle is half-filled with water; you throw it to stand on the table. If it stands, the thrower picks someone to state a truth about them. If it's true, the chosen person wins and can ask the loser to do anything. If it's false, the thrower gets to decide the dare. Is that okay?"

"I'm in," Riya declared, moving from the sofa to the floor, followed by the others. As the game began, she hoped to convey her interest in Ashwin through the game.

Ashwin placed the bottle on the table and asked, "Who wants to go first?" Sameera, with a playful tone, declared, "I'll start." She grabbed the bottle cap, spun it, and it stood on the table for a moment before toppling over. "Oh!" Sameera exclaimed, disappointed. Then it was Roopa's turn; she replicated Sameera's action, and the bottle remained upright. Now she could choose someone; she chose Reena, who accepted the challenge. Roopa had to say something about Reena. Clearing her throat, Roopa began, "Here's what I think about Reena: she enjoys our company more than being with her family relatives. Right, Reena?" "Hmm, it seems you've guessed right," Reena responded. "Okay, I won the round. Here's what I want from you, Roopa: you have to tell us something you haven't wanted us to know." "Hey, that's not fair," Reena protested, to which Ashwin interjected, "Well, Reena, a dare is a dare. Come on, tell us something you haven't shared with your friends before."

Reena: Okay, guys, well, I have a crush on our college PET, sir. 

Sameera: what?  Her tone contains elements of shock and surprise. 

Riya: oh! Now I finally know the reason why you accompany me to the ground for my practice in a mocking tone.


Ashwin sees that the vodka has started to kick in, and the girls are about to enter the tipsy state soon. They are shedding their shyness bit by bit and becoming more open in his presence soon. He asked who was next, then Reena took the bottle. It was my turn. She said she threw the bottle by holding its cap, threw it upward, and stood in the table. She looked at the faces of others who watched her eagerly. While everyone thought she would choose Roopa, she chose Sameera in a surprising turn.
Reena: "Well, I choose you, Reena," she said.

Sameera: "You choose me?" Her tone revealed her surprise.

Reena: "Yes, Sameera, I choose you. So tell me, what do you think of me?"

Sameera: "Well, you're in love."

Reena: "Wrong, Sameera. I said I have a crush on that guy, but I'm not in love with him."

Sameera: "Don't lie," she said assertively.

Reena: "Why would I lie? You lose, now you have to do what I want you to do, okay?"

Sameera: "Okay," her tone less enthusiastic.

Reena: "Well, we all know that you have a boyfriend, so tell us about him. I mean, what do you like most about him?"

Ashwin was a bit shocked to hear this but did not react. As the game went on, he found himself glancing at Pooja, and noticed Riya looking at him. He realized he was now in a complex web and had to navigate very carefully.

Sameera: "Hey, come on, he's a gem of a person. That's why I love him, okay?"


Reena: "Gem of a person, hmm? How do you know that?" Her lips widened with a smirk while her eyes focused on Sameera. "Did he show his gem to you?"

Ashwin was the first to understand her joke and laughed loudly, with the others joining him a bit later. It took a few seconds for Sameera to understand; she threw the cup she had used to drink vodka at Reena and said, "You're naughty tonight," with a sly smile. It took a minute for the laughter to stop, then Riya took the bottle and threw it upside down on the table where it stood. Now she chose Pooja.

Pooja: I suppose my friend Riya truly enjoys drinking at the pub and dancing with abandon.


Riya: That is incorrect; now you must complete my dare.

Pooja: No, that is not true.

Riya: No falsehoods, my dear. You are required to drink two rounds of vodka now.

Pooja: I have reached my limit for the night.

Riya: Ashwin, pour her a drink. 

Ashwin eagerly filled Pooja's cup with vodka, hoping to encourage her to drink more. Pooja took the cup and glanced at the others, her heart racing as she felt the weight of their expectations. With a deep breath, she gulped down the contents in one go, the burn of the alcohol igniting a fire in her throat. When Ashwin poured her another round, she protested, shaking her head vehemently.

Pooja: I really can’t do this anymore!

Riya: A dare is a dare, Pooja! You can’t back out now!

Pooja continued to refuse, her resolve weakening as the laughter and cheers from the group filled the air. Ashwin, sensing the tension, leaned in with a mischievous grin.

Ashwin: Come on, Pooja! You need some company! 

Without waiting for the girls' consent, he poured drinks for all five of them, the sound of the liquid splashing into the glasses echoing in the lively atmosphere. They all accepted their drinks, but before consuming them, Sameera shot Pooja a look that could pierce through steel and silently mouthed, "I hate you." 


All the girls, except for Pooja, completed their fourth round, while she clutched her fifth cup, facing their disapproving stares. Riya, who initially believed she needed to look after Pooja to capture Ashwin's attention, realized that to do so, she would have to encourage Pooja to drink more and become less aware of her surroundings. Although Riya was already feeling the effects of the alcohol, she resolved to withstand its impact for a while longer to make her interest in Ashwin known. However, Pooja had yet to finish her fifth cup, prompting Riya to urge her to complete her dare. Reena chimed in, reminding Pooja that it was her responsibility to drink, especially since Ashwin had encouraged everyone else to do so. 

In their inebriated state, their words became increasingly loud and uncontrolled. Ashwin noticed the commotion but chose not to react, while the others continued to coax Pooja into drinking. In a swift motion, Sameera placed one hand over Pooja's nose and the other on her wrist, forcing her to down the vodka in one swift gulp before she could even respond.

Pooja: Hey, why did you? Her drunkenness is really showing in her voice. Now the real fun begins for her! The bottle games are about to kick off, and during all this, Sameera noticed Riya staring at Ashwin. You could see the longing in her eyes. It made Sameera realize what was going on around her, but being tipsy had her thinking a bit mischievously. She leaned over to Pooja and whispered, "Check out Ashwin! He’s only got eyes for you." Pooja blushed , "Look at Riya! She’s totally eyeing your guy, Ashwin." Pooja could see Riya’s gaze filled with desire for Ashwin, and deep down, she felt a bit of resentment towards Riya for always bragging about being the sporty one in the group while Pooja felt pretty average. All these thoughts were swirling in Pooja's tipsy mind, and Sameera was fueling the fire by whispering that Ashwin truly loves Pooja, but Riya might be trying to swoop in on him. Pooja nodded slightly, feeling the pressure to show her love for Ashwin.

Roopa successfully threw the bottle to stand and chose Ashwin, who failed to guess correctly about Roopa. As a result, he now has to dance to the sensuous music that Roopa plays as a dare.Ashwin remarked that the music was romantic and well-suited for dancing, mentioning he needed a partner. As he stood up and walked a few feet to an open space in the hall, his gaze lingered on Pooja, hoping she would join him. However, Riya interjected, boasting that she was the best dancer in the group, and despite wobbling slightly, she made her way to Ashwin.
Roopa announced, "Girls, this is the highlight of the evening," and with that, she played a romantic Western tune that called for partners to dance closely. Riya now stood opposite him, who was still gazing at Pooja. "Hey, the music has started," Riya said, to which he replied that he couldn't dance as he didn't know how. "All you have to do is hold on to me, okay?" With that, she placed one hand on his chest and guided his hand to her hip with the other. She moved to the rhythm, and Riya glanced at Pooja with a smile, through which she wanted to convey that Ashwin was hers now.

Ashwin, while dancing, was focused on Pooja, yet he did not neglect to enjoy Riya's company. The vibrant atmosphere of the dance floor pulsed around them, filled with the infectious energy of the music and the laughter of friends. Ashwin moved rhythmically, his hands positioned at Riya's hips, just above the curve of her backside, as he danced closely with her. The warmth of her body against his sent a thrill through him, and he found himself lost in the moment, the world around them fading into a blur.


Pooja, consumed by anger, found her thoughts clouded; all she could think about was how to capture Ashwin's attention on the dance floor. Her heart raced as she watched him, a mix of jealousy and determination swirling within her. She felt invisible, a mere spectator to the connection that seemed to spark between Ashwin and Riya. The music played on, a catchy beat that seemed to amplify her frustration. She tried to push her feelings aside, but the sight of Ashwin's carefree laughter and the way he leaned into Riya only fueled her resolve to reclaim his focus.

Riya, eager to express her interest in Ashwin, danced intimately with him, allowing his fingers to roam freely. She reveled in the closeness, her body moving in sync with his, each sway and turn igniting a sense of exhilaration. Ashwin seized this opportunity to savor the warmth of her body, feeling the heat radiate between them. The chemistry was undeniable, and he found himself drawn deeper into the moment, the rhythm of the music guiding their movements.

Even when Riya attempted to create some distance while dancing, perhaps to gauge his interest or to playfully tease him, he maintained his hold on her, oblivious to her efforts. His fingers glided gently over her skin, tracing a path from her hip to her upper back, then to her shoulder, and finally to her hand. Each touch was electric, sending shivers down Riya's spine, and she leaned into him, encouraging his advances. The dance floor became their private world, a space where the outside noise faded away, leaving only the two of them and the intoxicating beat of the music.

Meanwhile, Pooja's frustration grew as she watched Ashwin and Riya lost in their own little bubble. She felt a pang of desperation, her heart aching with the need to break through the barrier that seemed to separate her from Ashwin. She took a deep breath, steeling herself.

Finally, the dance ends as the music stops, but Ashwin continues to hold Riya in an embrace, both of them locked in each other's gaze. Sameera's voice breaks the spell, noting that the music has ended. They regain their composure, and Ashwin reluctantly loosens his grip, yet the connection he feels with Riya is profoundly pleasing. Riya steps away with hesitation, her facial expression betraying her annoyance at Sameera for interrupting their perfect moment.

Reena playfully remarked, "Hey, you two look good together there." 

Riya, having succeeded in making the bottle stand, chose Ashwin to join her in the game. Ashwin, wanting to see what Riya would do for him, intentionally failed in his guess about her. Now, with a glance at everyone around the table, who all appeared tipsy, Riya turned to Ashwin and said, "Since you failed to guess correctly about me, my dare for you is to kiss someone from this group." Her tone was filled with expectation and desire. The word 'kiss' resonated distinctly in Pooja and Sameera's ears. Sameera leaned in and whispered to Pooja, "If you don't react now, everything will be gone; you'll miss Ashwin forever."

Ashwin seemed like a good guy, but deep down, he really wanted to kiss Riya after the dance. His gaze on Pooja lost its significance following his dance with Riya.

Ashwin addressed the situation with a serious demeanor, stating, "No, something else, not this," although internally, he yearned for it. The conflict within him was palpable; he wanted to maintain his composure, to uphold the boundaries he had set, yet a part of him longed for the very connection he was trying to resist. Riya, however, was undeterred by his words. Her determination shone through as she stepped closer, her eyes locked onto his with an intensity that made Ashwin's heart race. 


Prompted by her unwavering resolve, he finally declared, "Alright, I’ll close my eyes. If you truly wish to kiss me, you can do so on my right cheek." The challenge hung in the air, a mix of anticipation and trepidation swirling around them. As he shut his eyes, the world around him faded, leaving only the sound of his heartbeat echoing in his ears. 

Riya moved closer, her heart racing and her breath quickening with each step. The atmosphere felt charged, electric, as if the very air around them was thick with unspoken words and unfulfilled desires. Reena, Roopa, and Sameera watched from a distance, their eyes wide with curiosity and excitement, each of them holding their breath as they witnessed the unfolding scene. 

Just as Riya was mere inches away from Ashwin, her heart pounding in her chest and her own eyes fluttering shut in anticipation, the unexpected happened. Pooja, who had been lingering at the edge of the group, suddenly leaped toward him. In a swift motion, she grasped his face with her hands, pulling him toward her and kissing him passionately on the lips. 

The kiss was electric, a spark igniting between them that seemed to consume everything else in the room. Ashwin, caught off guard, instinctively reciprocated, his lips moving against hers with a fervor that surprised even him. Pooja's tongue explored his mouth, and in that moment, they shared a kiss as if they were the only two individuals in the room, oblivious to the audience around them. 

As the kiss deepened, Ashwin found himself lying on his back on the floor, his eyes still closed, surrendering to the warmth of Pooja's lips against his. The world around them faded into a blur, the laughter and whispers of their friends becoming a distant hum. All that mattered was the intoxicating connection they shared, a moment suspended in time where nothing

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Ashwin is driving to the village, the noon sun shining down on his car. He hums along to the song playing on the radio, his heart brimming with joy from the playful night spent with Pooja and her friends. A smile lingers on his face as he reminisces about the previous night's events. As he nears the village, his car rolling into the familiar streets, he spots a commotion. A group of men are assaulting an individual who is desperately trying to fend them off. Ashwin brings his vehicle to an abrupt halt when he recognizes the victim as Sonu, who is struggling to defend himself.

Ashwin exits his car to rescue Sonu, who has collapsed at his feet, unable to withstand the assault any longer. Ashwin tries to shield Sonu, shouting for the assailants to back off. However, the thugs turn their aggression towards Ashwin. With no other choice, Ashwin confronts the men attacking Sonu. As he attempts to help Sonu up, one of the attackers shoves Ashwin aside. Seizing a stick from the ground, Ashwin begins to fend off the four men, realizing as he strikes that they are all intoxicated.

Unable to withstand Ashwin's beating, the guys fled the scene at a running pace. Ashwin pursued them for a distance, striking them on the back of their heads, driving them away. He then returned to where Sonu lay and attempted to rouse him. Sonu, with bruises on his face and in pain, struggled to stand. Ashwin helped Sonu to his feet, dbanging Sonu's arm over his shoulder to support him as they moved towards the car. However, Sonu's injuries and inebriated state caused him to stagger, his right leg failing to support him properly.

Radha is in the kitchen, preparing the special fish she bought for Ashwin's noon meal. Ashwin had called her in the morning, saying he would arrive in the village around noon, which is why she's making the food. He had previously mentioned his love for seafood, but since his arrival, he hadn't eaten any fish. That's why she purchased the fish from a seller while on her way to the construction site in the morning. After buying it, she skipped going to the site and got busy preparing the meal for her lover. Once she finished cooking, she tried calling Ashwin, but he was unreachable. Unsure of what was happening, she stepped to the front of the house, mobile in hand, continuously dialing Ashwin's number. Yet, he remained unreachable. So, she sat on the stairs, gazing at the gates, her eyes filled with longing for Ashwin.



Ashwin's car entered the gates around 6 o'clock in the evening, just as the sun was casting its last rays of light across the sky. Radha, who had been waiting for him since noon without eating, was in the backyard lost in thought, pondering Ashwin's absence. She was mindlessly washing clothes until the sound of Ashwin's car honking brought her back to reality. She abruptly stopped what she was doing and hurried to the front of the house. As she arrived and saw Ashwin, she noticed him reaching into the backseat of the car to open it. Radha, who had longed for Ashwin's return, walked quickly to the car. In her heart, she yearned to embrace Ashwin tightly and not let go, having missed him so dearly in just one day.

Radha stood shocked and paralyzed when Ashwin helped Sonu out of the backseat, revealing bruises on his face, a small band-aid on his forehead, and his right arm heavily bandaged by doctors. For a moment, she remained in shock and motionless, then she approached Sonu to get a better look and asked Ashwin what had happened, to which he replied with the details of the incident.

Radha's longing and desire evaporated as she placed her trembling hands on Sonu's collar, shaking him with a mixture of anger and desperation. Her voice quivered, filled with a potent blend of rage towards Sonu and sorrow for their situation.

"What happens? Why are you... like this... always? Who are they to beat you? What have you done to him?" she demanded, her words tumbling out in a rush of emotion.

Sonu, his eyes blazing with contempt, disregarded her plea with zero respect. With one swift motion, he pushed her to the ground, his hand connecting with her shoulder forcefully. Ashwin, standing nearby, rushed to support Sonu as his right leg faltered, still weak from the earlier altercation.

As Radha fell, her body crumpling onto the cold, hard ground, Sonu towered over her. His face contorted into a mask of pure rage, eyes narrowing as he glared down at her prone form. The air around them crackled with tension, thick with unspoken threats and simmering resentment.

"You little swine," Sonu spat, his voice dripping with venom. "How dare you put your hands on me? Did you forget your place, bitch?" The last word came out as a guttural growl, emphasizing the depth of his disdain.

Sonu raised his right leg, intending to deliver a vicious kick to Radha's face. But as he shifted his weight, a sharp pain shot through his injured limb. "Aaahhh!" he mewled, grimacing as the pain forced him to abort the cruel action.

Frustrated by his physical limitation, Sonu's rage only intensified. He looked down at Radha again, his eyes glinting with malice. "Hey, my sister," he sneered, the familial term twisted into an insult, "just give me all this property. After your father's passing, you're just a freebie that comes with it, okay? Don't you dare rise against me." Radha, still on the ground, looked up at Sonu through a veil of tears. Her cheeks glistened with the tracks of her silent weeping, a testament to the emotional torment she endured. In that moment, her gaze shifted to Ashwin, conveying a world of unspoken pain. Her eyes seemed to say, "This is my life," a silent plea for understanding and help.

Ashwin, witnessing this cruel exchange, felt a surge of protective rage course through his veins. His fists clenched involuntarily, every fiber of his being screaming to intervene, to beat Sonu to a pulp for his cruelty. But even as his muscles tensed, ready for action, a voice of reason held him back. This is not the right time, he thought, forcing himself to remain still. Acting now could make things worse for Radha
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The air hung heavy with unresolved tension. Sonu, propped up by Ashwin yet unaware of the other man's internal struggle, continued to loom over Radha. His presence was a dark cloud of malevolence, casting a shadow over the entire scene. Radha remained on the ground, a picture of vulnerability and silent suffering, her eyes still locked with Ashwin's in a wordless exchange of sorrow and compassion.

In this frozen tableau, the true nature of their relationships was laid bare. Sonu, drunk on his perceived power and superiority. Radha, trapped in a cycle of abuse and despair.

 Sonu turned his gaze towards Ashwin, a malicious smile spreading across his face. "Don't feel for this filthy whore," he spat, his words dripping with venom. "She deserves every bit of it."

Ashwin felt a knot forming in his stomach, but he forced himself to maintain a neutral expression. Sonu's hand landed heavily on Ashwin's shoulder, the gesture meant to be brotherly but feeling more like a threat. "Come on, brother," Sonu continued, his voice a mix of pain and bravado. "Help me get to the bed inside." He paused, then turned his attention back to Radha, who was still cowering on the ground. "Get out of my sight, bitch!" he roared, his face contorted with rage.
Ashwin, his head hung low, began to guide Sonu towards the house. As they walked past Radha, Ashwin couldn't bring himself to look at her. The shame and guilt weighed heavily on him, but he dared not show it. Radha remained on the ground, her body wracked with sobs, silently cursing her mother for the life she now found herself trapped in.

As they made their way to the house, Sonu couldn't resist boasting. "Those guys only escaped because you showed up," he declared, his voice thick with false bravado. "If you hadn't intervened, I would've killed them with my bare hands. You should've seen how they cowered under my angry stare!"
Ashwin turned his head to the side, ostensibly to navigate the stairs, but in reality to hide the smirk that threatened to break his composure. He knew the truth - if he hadn't arrived when he did, those men would have finished Sonu off like a stray dog. Sonu was lucky, though he'd never admit it.
"Hey, why are you looking away?" Sonu called out, noticing Ashwin's diverted attention. "Listen, brother - and I mean brother now, not just partner - we need to talk about how to handle these women."

As they entered the bedroom, Ashwin carefully helped Sonu onto the bed. Sonu, now lying down, continued his tirade. "Don't waste your sympathy on that bitch," he growled. "Women like her are nothing but flesh to be used. We have to treat them this way, or they'll start thinking they can stand up to us. You understand, right?"
Ashwin nodded mechanically, his jaw clenched tight to prevent any words of disagreement from escaping. "I'll go fetch the medicines the doctor prescribed," he managed to say, eager for a moment of respite from Sonu's toxic presence.
But Sonu wasn't finished. With a wave of his hand, he gestured for liquor. "Forget those useless pills," he scoffed. "Bring me some real medicine - the kind that burns going down."

"The doctor said no alcohol for a while," Ashwin replied, trying to keep his voice neutral.
Sonu's eyes narrowed. "Since when do we listen to doctors? They always say that crap. We do what we want, remember? Now go get me that bottle."
Ashwin hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Okay, if you insist," he said,

Ashwin left the room, his face contorted with bitter anger. Sonu's name escaped his lips in a venomous whisper as he rushed towards Radha. He found her still sitting on the ground, legs folded, face buried in her hands. Her shoulders shook violently, a clear sign of her uncontrollable sobs. Sensing Ashwin's presence behind her, Radha remained motionless, deliberately ignoring him. The sting of his perceived inaction in defending her honor cut deep. "Radha," Ashwin called out, his voice dripping with concern. When she didn't respond, he gently placed his palm on her shoulder. "Radha, please," he tried again, his tone a mixture of love and desperation.
With a sudden jerk, Radha shrugged his hand off, her anger palpable in the gesture. Undeterred, Ashwin sat behind her, enveloping her trembling form with his presence. He placed both hands on her shoulders, his touch firm yet tender. "Hey, come on, my love. Don't be like this," he murmured, his breath warm against her ear. In one swift motion, he pulled her onto his lap, cradling her like a precious, wounded bird.

Radha's resistance crumbled. She buried her face in his chest, her right hand balled into a fist, pounding against him with each sob. "Why didn't you... Why didn't you..." she cried, her words muffled against his shirt. Ashwin held her tighter, his heart breaking with each of her sobs. "I understand, my love. I know how you feel," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "But I couldn't do anything right then. It's not that I don't want to punish Sonu for what he did to you."
He took a deep breath, choosing his words carefully. "Think about it, Radha. If I had hit Sonu right there, he could have created a scene. "He could have told everyone that I'm a stranger meddling in a marital affair. We can't afford to give him that leverage," he said. "He might even tarnish your reputation in the village by claiming we're having an affair," he added, his tone now teasing, implying the truth of it. Radha looked at him, her eyes searching for hope. "But I won't let that happen. I don't want you to be the subject of gossip in the tea shops or the fields. Please understand, Radha," he urged, his voice now suggestive and full of promise.

Radha's sobs quieted as she listened, her fist now clutching his shirt instead of hitting him. "But I promise you this," Ashwin continued, his voice low and intense. "I'm not going to let Sonu get away with this. What he did to you... he'll pay for it. Just not right now. We need to be smart about this."
For a moment, they sat in silence, the weight of his words hanging between them. Then, slowly, Radha lifted her head from his chest. Her eyes, red-rimmed and puffy, met his. There was a flicker of understanding in them, mixed with lingering anger and hurt.

"Okay," she whispered, her voice hoarse from crying. Without another word, she disentangled herself from his embrace and stood up.  Ashwin watched as she walked away, her steps heavy with unresolved emotion. Her anger was evident in the stiff set of her shoulders and the purposeful stride of her legs. As his eyes involuntarily traced the sway of her hips, a familiar warmth stirred within him, mingling uncomfortably with his concern and the gravity of the situation. He remained seated, conflicting emotions warring within him – worry for Radha, anger at Sonu, and a deep, burning desire to make Sonu to pay for his deed.

As the day begins to fade and the sun slowly descends toward the horizon, Ashwin makes his way to his car. The warm glow of the evening light casts a serene ambiance around him. He opens the car door and retrieves the liquor bottle he had purchased earlier for his friend Sonu. With the bottle in hand, he heads toward the house, his mind filled with thoughts of the evening ahead.

Upon reaching the house, Ashwin notices Radha, who is quietly weeping. She stands just inside, peeking at her husband through the partly opened door. Her sorrow is palpable, and Ashwin can feel the weight of her emotions as he gazes at her back, standing silently in the doorway. He instinctively hides the bottle and glass behind him, sensing that Radha might turn around at any moment.

As if on cue, Radha turns to face him. Her eyes, glistening with tears, reflect her anger and disappointment toward her husband. In her emotional turmoil, she fails to notice the liquor bottle Ashwin is concealing. With a heavy heart and watery eyes, she brushes past him and heads toward the kitchen, seeking solace in the familiar surroundings. After a moment of hesitation, Ashwin walks into Sonu's room. He places the liquor bottle carefully in front of Sonu, who is lounging comfortably. The sight of the bottle ignites a spark of desire in Sonu's eyes. He licks his lips with anticipation, clearly excited about the prospect of enjoying the drink.

Sonu: Wow, thank you, brother.

Ashwin: Hey, don't drink too much of it, okay? It's not good for your health, just like the doctor said. Never drink alcohol, okay?

Sonu: Oh, you care for me, thank you for that. He touched his chest with his palm and said, "You just touched me here, brother," his tone teasing and mocking Ashwin.

Ashwin: I just said what the doctor said. His tone is now tense.

Sonu: Sorry, sir, I didn't mean to upset you, okay?

Ashwin: "Ok, drink just three rounds," Ashwin agrees and then walks to the door to leave the room.

Sonu: "Sir, a little help with the bottle?" Ashwin turns to see Sonu struggling to open the bottle. Ashwin quickly walks over, takes the bottle from Sonu's hand, opens it, and pours the drink into the glass. His face shows irritation, but he assists Sonu. Then he asks, "Anything else, Sonu?" To which Sonu replies, "Side dish, sir." Without responding, Ashwin leaves the room to fetch a side dish for Sonu.

Ashwin entered the kitchen to fetch something for Sonu and found Radha washing the pots. Then, he was greeted by the heavenly aroma of fish, prompting a delighted expression as he inhaled deeply. He approached the stove, locating the source of the scent, and transferred the fish onto another plate. Radha, hearing the clatter of plates, turned to see Ashwin's actions.

Radha: "What are you doing?" she inquired from her position.

Ashwin: "Well, Sonu needs something to accompany his drink as a side dish."

This infuriated Radha; she swiftly approached Ashwin and snatched the plate of fish from his hands.

Radha: "If that stray dog wants something to aid his filthy drinking, give him some trash. Why are you taking this? This is a special fish I prepared for you. I can't stand the thought of him having it," she declared angrily.

Ashwin: "What did you say?" he asked softly, gazing at her lovingly.

Radha: "What?" she responded, her tone laced with confusion.

Ashwin: "Did you make this for me, my love?" he asked tenderly. Radha looked down, her shyness evident, as she had intended to surprise Ashwin with the fish she cooked, but Sonu's arrival had led to an unexpected turn of events.

Ashwin: "my love"

Ashwin gently approached Radha, taking the plate from her hand and setting it aside on the stove. The soft clatter of the plate against the metal surface echoed in the quiet kitchen, but the sound was quickly swallowed by the palpable tension in the air. He tenderly grasped her palm, drawing her closer to him, feeling the warmth radiating from her skin. Despite her shyness, she kept her gaze lowered, her cheeks flushed with a delicate hue that only deepened the allure of the moment.

Ashwin lifted her chin with his finger, his touch feather-light yet firm, encouraging her to meet his eyes. When their gazes finally locked, the world around them faded into a blur. His eyes were filled with a potent mix of love, desire, and longing, emotions that seemed to swirl and dance between them like a gentle breeze. In response, Radha smiled affectionately, a soft, hesitant smile that lit up her face and made Ashwin's heart race.

His hand glided from her palm to her wrist, then to her waist, where he felt her warmth seep into him, igniting a fire that had long been smoldering. Gradually, his hand moved to her back, fingers splayed against the fabric of her blouse, and Radha responded with a deep breath, her chest rising and falling in a rhythm that matched the quickening beat of his heart. They shared a moment of silent connection, gazing into each other's eyes, each lost in the depths of the other's soul.

The air was thick with unspoken words, and Ashwin felt an overwhelming urge to pull her closer, to envelop her in his embrace. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly, his hand traveling from her hip to her upper back and neck, moving slowly and delicately to savor her warmth. The sensation of her body against his was intoxicating, and he leaned in closer, his breath mingling with hers, the space between them shri
nking to nothing.

But just as he felt the moment reaching its peak, she unexpectedly pushed him away, her hands pressing against his chest with a mix of surprise and uncertainty. The sudden shift in energy was jarring, and Ashwin's heart sank as he looked into her eyes, searching for understanding. Radha's expression was a blend of confusion and vulnerability, as if she were grappling with the intensity of their connection and the fear of what it might mean.

"Wait," she whispered, her voice barely a whisper, as she stepped back. "I'm angry with you, Ashu, not now," she said, looking him in the eye, her face a tumult of confusion, desire, and anger. "What? Why... my love?" Ashwin asked, his words stumbling. Radha raised her right hand, palm out in a stopping gesture, and said, "You know why, Ashu." Ashwin opened his mouth to speak, but Sonu's voice interrupted, "Ashwin sir, what took you so long?" Ashwin turned his face towards the wall behind which Sonu sat in his bed, waiting for Ashwin's arrival. Ashwin's face showed his irritation at Sonu as he turned back to see Radha, who wore an angry expression and said, "So, you're here to take a side dish for him, right? Take it and leave. Don't talk to me." With that, she turned to the washbasin, her anger evident as she threw the plates in, creating a clattering sound. Her whole body shook with fury. Ashwin watched all this with longing in his eyes for a moment, then he took another plate, added some tangy pickles from the kitchen, and left for Sonu.

After finishing her work, Radha left the kitchen for the backyard to refresh herself. On her way, she passed by Sonu's bedroom and glanced inside. There, she saw Ashwin and Sonu chatting while Ashwin poured liquor for Sonu. Radha's anger towards Ashwin grew; she muttered curses at him from the backyard. "Why is he giving the dog liquor? What are you doing, Ashwin? Sonu is a dog," she thought to herself while standing in the backyard.

Meanwhile, in the dimly lit room, Sonu, upon noticing Ashwin entering with a plate brimming with an assortment of pickles, couldn't help but think to himself, "What is this, sir? Is this all she could manage to prepare?" His frustration bubbled over, and he began to scold Radha in hushed tones, his irritation palpable. The thought of confronting her for her lack of effort gnawed at him, and he attempted to rise from the bed, intent on going to confront her physically for not fulfilling her duties as a wife. However, Ashwin, sensing the brewing storm, gently urged him to remain seated, reminding him that it would not be wise to act on his anger at that moment. As he poured a generous amount of liquor into a glass for Sonu, he hoped to diffuse the tension in the air.

As Sonu's gaze fell upon the glass filled with liquor, the anger that had initially consumed him began to dissipate. He abandoned the idea of confronting Radha and instead shifted his focus to drinking and engaging in light-hearted conversation with Ashwin. Through their casual banter, Ashwin gleaned that Sonu had been mistreating Radha from the very beginning of their marriage. It became evident that Sonu harbored a negative opinion of her, viewing her as inadequate and unworthy. His anger towards Radha intensified, particularly because she had allowed Ashwin to enter into a partnership deal without first consulting him, which he perceived as a betrayal. However, the respect and camaraderie that Ashwin extended towards him, coupled with the soothing effects of the liquor, began to ease Sonu's agitation.

As the conversation flowed, Ashwin's understanding of the dynamics between Sonu and Radha deepened. He realized that Sonu's behavior was rooted in insecurity and a desire for control. With this newfound insight, Ashwin began to formulate a plan in his mind, one that would allow him to manipulate the situation to his advantage. As Sonu neared the bottom of his glass, Ashwin seized the opportunity to suggest that he should have a small meal and take the medicine that had been prescribed by the doctor. He pointed out that Sonu had been neglecting the doctor's advice, saying, "Sonu, you may choose to drink against his recommendations, but at the very least, you should take your medicine." This statement struck a chord with Sonu, who, in his inebriated state, felt a flicker of appreciation for Ashwin's concern.

In a tipsy voice, Sonu responded, "How sweet of you, sir. You actually care for me, while the woman I gave my life to by marrying her doesn't seem to care at all." His words were laced with bitterness, revealing the depth of his resentment towards Radha. In a moment of misguided affection, Sonu attempted to embrace Ashwin, but Ashwin deftly sidestepped the gesture, maintaining a professional distance. Instead, he handed Sonu a plate of food along with the prescribed medicines, ensuring that he would consume them despite his intoxicated state. In his haze, Sonu failed to notice that Ashwin had slipped him five pills instead of the four that the doctor had instructed him to take.

After swallowing the pills, Sonu reclined back onto the bed, seeking rest and respite from the day's events. Ashwin observed him with a knowing smile, a sense of satisfaction washing over him as he contemplated the unfolding situation. He thought to himself, "Sonu, tonight your wife is going to deliver a punishment that you will not soon forget, all under my command." A creepy smirk crept across Ashwin's face as he quietly exited the room.

Ashwin steps out to check his car, realizing he left his gear inside. After retrieving it, he heads back to his room, pausing to admire Radha in the backyard. Captivated for a moment, he then grabs a towel and heads outside to freshen up. As he approaches, Radha enters the house, ignoring him. Ashwin reaches out, holding her wrist as she passes by. Her face, marked with anger, commands him to let go. "Leave me, Ashu," she says. The sight of Radha's reddening face, more beautiful in her fury, stirs something within him. He releases her, requesting dinner arrangements with a term of endearment before departing to refresh himself.

After refreshing himself and changing into his nightshirt, Ashwin comes to the dining area off the hall where Radha has made the arrangements. The aroma of the cooked fish is so inviting. Ashwin, taking his seat, exclaims, "Wow, what a delightful smell!" His tone teases Radha, who now sits opposite him, looking at him with anger in her eyes, yet she doesn't refrain from serving him the meal. Ashwin, after mixing the cooked rice with the fish masala, takes a handful and smells the food before taking a bite. "Wow, this is the tastiest fish masala I've ever had in my life!" he declares. For the second bite, he reaches his hand towards Radha's mouth, but she stops him, placing her hand over his, and says firmly, "No, you eat first," her tone still angry.

Ashwin inquired why she was angry with him, to which she replied, "Not now, Ashu." Ashwin, shaking the rice off his finger, declared, "If you don't eat with me, I won't eat at all." He attempted to stand, but Radha placed her right hand on his knees to halt him, pleading, "Please, Ashu, I made this for you; don't waste it." Her tone was a blend of care and anger. Ashwin responded firmly, "I will only eat if you eat with me."


With hesitation, she agreed, and they proceeded to have their dinner together. Ashwin took one bite and Radha took the other. After finishing the meal, Ashwin went to wash his hands, but Radha did not follow suit. When Ashwin returned to the hall, he found the place clean. Radha had taken all the plates and pots to the kitchen. Upon hearing the cluttering of plates, Ashwin entered the kitchen and found Radha there. He hugged her tightly as his hard member was poking her flesh ass.

Ashwin: My dear, I apologize, but you are aware that I cannot behave in the manner you desire. His tone was gentle and soothing.

Radha: Please leave me be, Ashu. I am currently upset with you.

Ashwin: Radha, I have missed you immensely in just this one day. With that, his hands began to wander across her abdomen, feeling her warmth. Radha gasped as she sensed his arousal and the warmth of his breath against her ear. Suddenly, an idea struck her; she understood what Ashwin desired. If she intended to teach him a lesson, she would need to withhold what he sought.

Radha: Ashwin, I am quite upset with you, but the moment you apologize and embrace me like this, I find it difficult to maintain my anger. She smoothly turned to face Ashwin, their eyes locking. Ashwin leaned in to kiss her, but she halted him by placing her palm over his mouth. Without breaking their gaze, she said, "Ashu, I have prepared something special for you with this unique fish masala."

Ashwin: What is it, my love? His eyes widened with curiosity.

Radha: I cannot reveal it just yet, but I can show you if you go to our bedroom and wait there for a moment. Each word she spoke was filled with assurance, and Ashwin found himself captivated by her. He proceeded to his room to await her arrival.

After five minutes, Radha entered the room. Ashwin was seated on the bed, his eyes fixed on the door, filled with joy at her presence. However, she had not changed her attire as he had anticipated. He shifted his legs to stand, but Radha gently stopped him with her soothing words. "Ashu, no, you must remain seated and watch me, alright?"

Ashwin: But my love, I am eager for my special evening.

Radha: You are about to witness something extraordinary, Ashu. With that, she gracefully removed her saree from her chest. Ashwin was taken aback by her appearance; for a man, the sight of a woman partially uncovered is often more enticing than complete nudity. As she covered certain areas, her exposed skin became increasingly alluring. She moved her chest, capturing Ashwin's gaze, and began to caress her breasts with her palms. Slowly and smoothly, she glided her hands from her chest down to her belly and then to her backside. Ashwin felt a surge of desire as her movements intensified his arousal. 

She continued this captivating display at the doorstep for a while, enticing him further. As she tossed her saree aside, she turned to present her backside, playfully wiggling it in a manner that he found irresistible. This seductive performance continued, leaving Ashwin spellbound by her unexpected allure. His arousal became almost painful, and then, without warning, she picked up her saree from the floor, which Ashwin had not noticed as she danced. 

She then asked, "Ashu, do you want this?" as she dbangd the saree over her shoulder. With deliberate slowness, she lifted her petticoat, revealing her white, enticing calves, moving up to her knees. Ashwin swallowed hard, captivated by her every motion. She paused, allowing him to admire her bare thigh. In a state of heightened desire, Ashwin remarked, "Radha, you have such enticing thighs. Come to me." 

She responded, "Do you want me, my love?" He affirmed, "Yes." She continued, "Do you wish to kiss these thighs?" He replied, "Yes." She teased, "Do you want to take me to bed?" To which he eagerly responded, "Yes." With each question, Ashwin's desire escalated. "Ashu, do you want to make love to me desperately?" he answered affirmatively, "Yes, yes, yes. Come to me." 

She playfully challenged him, asking if he truly wanted her, assuring him he would not leave until dawn. He insisted, "Yes, yes, yes, baby, come to me now." Standing firm, he was ready to act, but she suddenly closed the door, leaving him in suspense.

Radha hurried to her bedroom, where Sonus was sleeping, blissfully unaware of the unfolding situation. Ashwin room was dimly lit, casting soft shadows that danced across the walls, but Radha was nowhere to be seen. All that met Ashwin's gaze was a closed door, its surface smooth and unyielding. A smile crept across Ashwin's face as he assumed it was a playful act by Radha, a little game they often played to keep the spark alive in their relationship. 

With a burst of energy, he dashed after her, his heart racing with excitement. He reached the door just in time to see Radha's hand poised to lock it. Acting swiftly, he placed his palm against the door, preventing it from closing completely. 

"My love, come to me. Don't tease me now; I need you desperately," he implored, his voice a mix of urgency and affection.

Radha's laughter echoed softly in the hallway, a sound that sent a thrill through him. "No, Ashu, you must endure this alone, just as I have," she replied playfully, her tone light but her eyes sparkling with mischief. Despite her words, she was unable to shut the door as Ashwin held it open, their playful banter creating an electric tension in the air.

"Let me close the door," she insisted, her voice taking on a mock-seriousness that only made Ashwin grin wider.

"Alright, baby," he responded, his playful demeanor shifting as he gently pushed her back against the door, feeling the warmth of her body against his. The moment hung in the air, charged with anticipation. Before either could fully comprehend the situation, they found themselves tumbling to the floor in a flurry of laughter and surprise. 

Radha lay on her back, her hair splayed out like a dark halo around her head, while Ashwin found himself positioned above her, their faces mere inches apart. The door stood ajar, just a foot away, a silent witness to their playful struggle, while Sonus remained peacefully sleeping in his bed, oblivious to the chaos unfolding just outside his dreams.

For a heartbeat, time seemed to freeze. Ashwin's breath caught in his throat as he looked down at Radha, her eyes wide with surprise, then narrowing into a playful glare. "You really think you can just pin me down like this?" she teased, her voice a sultry whisper that sent shivers down his spine.

"Maybe I can.

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update 37 

Ashwin trailed Radha to her room, placing his hands against the door just before she could close it entirely.

Ashwin: "My love, why are you doing this?" His voice conveyed both curiosity and longing.

Radha: "No, Ashwin, not tonight. I am upset with you; please leave me alone." She attempted to shut the door, struggling against his presence, which Ashwin found amusing as he observed her expressions.

Ashwin: "Please, Radha, I apologize, but I desire you. You know that. Come to me," he implored gently, preventing the door from closing completely. Although he could easily force his way inside, he relished the challenge of Radha's resistance.

Radha: "No, tonight you must sleep alone. If you want it so badly, you can take care of yourself," she replied, her tone laced with anger.

Ashwin: "Why should I do that when I have you, a woman whose beauty rivals the moon?" He smirked at her.

Radha: "No," she insisted, remaining resolute.

In that moment, Ashwin made a decision. He understood what he needed to do, so he allowed the door to close. Radha sensed his diminishing pressure against the door, and as it moved closer to shutting, she relaxed her grip slightly. In a sudden twist of events, Ashwin forcefully pushed the door open, causing Radha to stumble back a few feet. In an instant, he entered the room, enveloping her in a tight embrace and showering her face and neck with kisses.

Radha turned her head from side to side in an attempt to evade Ashwin's kisses. However, he continued to kiss the areas she had indicated, including her cheeks, neck, and jawline. Radha could feel Ashwin's hard on pressing against her abdomen, and she recognized his desire, yet she remained resolute in her refusal. As she continued to turn her face away, she pleaded, "No, Ashu, please let me go." Her palms struck against his upper back, but he remained unyielding, his embrace firm and his hands securely wrapped around her back. Suddenly, he shifted his right hand down to her ass, squeezing over her saree. Radha understood that he would not relent until she acquiesced, but she resolved to resist for a while longer.


Ashwin: Radha, please, I need you. His voice is low and forceful.

Radha: No, you can't have me tonight. Her voice is taunting. She knew he was going to bang her soon, but she didn't want to yield herself easy.

Ashwin has now moved into his place. Radha had to do a back walk while he pushes ahead. While doing so, she stumbles on her own saree and is ready to collapse. Ashwin sensed her unsteadiness and moved with greater force, causing both of them to fall on the floor. Ashwin was so concerned about Radha's fall that he made sure she fell softly on the floor and settled himself on top of her, and they fell only one foot away from Sonus' bed.

Ashwin now gazes at her with an intense desire, his eyes filled with a mix of longing and urgency. He reaches out with one hand, his fingers brushing against her neck, and with a swift motion, he removes the saree that she had elegantly dbangd over her neck and shoulder after the captivating dance performance she had just given him at the doorstep of his room. The saree, a symbol of her grace, is carelessly tossed aside, landing beneath the bed in a heap. Radha looks at Ashwin, her eyes reflecting a hint of uneasiness, a flicker of uncertainty about the situation unfolding before her. However, Ashwin, driven by his overwhelming desire, is not inclined to waste any more time. Without hesitation, he leans in and kisses her passionately, his lips pressing against hers with such fervor that it feels as if he is trying to consume her very essence. Initially, Radha is taken aback by the intensity of the kiss, and she instinctively resists for a brief moment, but her resistance does not last long. As they continue to kiss, Ashwin's hands explore her body, and he firmly cups one of her breasts over her blouse, eliciting a mix of sensations within her. Radha's one hand finds its way to his back, while the other instinctively tries to gently push him away from kneading her breast too roughly.

their kiss is now so intense, a fervent expression of their unrestrained passion, and the quietness of the room is disturbed by the sloppy, wet noises of their kisses, echoing off the walls like a symphony of desire. Ashwin is now pushing his tongue into her mouth, exploring it with eagerness and fervor, as if he is discovering a hidden treasure. Radha, who granted him this liberty, is now fully immersed in the kiss, enjoying every moment as she suckles on her lover's tongue, matching his fervor with her own. The kiss continues for more than 10 minutes, a blissful eternity where time seems to stand still. Ashwin sucks her tongue, lavishing attention on her lower lips and upper lips; she too reciprocates with equal enthusiasm, savoring the taste of him. He breaks the kiss only after both of them need some air, their breaths mingling in the charged atmosphere
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Now breathing heavily, their chests rising and falling in sync, they look at each other with a mix of longing and satisfaction. Their intense, lusty gaze at each other is suddenly disturbed by the unexpected sound of Sonu moving in his bed, making some noise in the room that jolts Radha back to reality. That sound dawns something significant to Radha: her husband is sleeping in the room, and she is just a mere foot away from his bed on the floor, making out with her lover Ashwin. She freezes for a moment, her heart racing as the weight of the situation crashes down on her. However, Ashwin, lost in the throes of passion, doesn't seem to mind about Sonu. He moves his face again to kiss the housewife, but she instinctively puts her palm over her mouth, stopping him from kissing her further. She shakes her head side to side, desperately trying to avoid Ashwin's gaze, a silent plea for him to understand the precariousness of their situation. He does not care, so he moves down on her, undeterred by her hesitation. He kisses her chin, neck, and the sensitive area between her neck and her breast, igniting a fire within her.

When he is about to kiss her cleavage, she gasps and says, "Ashwin... aahh... mmm... not... here please..." Her words are stifled by her heavy breathing and come in long, drawn-out gaps, filled with both desire and urgency. To this, Ashwin replies without stopping the kiss, his voice low and filled with a possessive hunger, "Radha, you're mine." His tone is so dominant and assertive now, sending shivers down her spine.

Radha, feeling the weight of his words, puts both hands on the back of his neck and lifts his head a bit to look into his eyes. She makes a desperate plea to him, her voice trembling slightly, "Ashu, no, not here. If you want me really bad, take me out of this room and do whatever you want with me, but not here." Ashwin looks at her, his heart racing at the sight of her vulnerability and the way she makes her plea, but he is not going to heed it now. The lust for this beautiful housewife, intensified by her seductive dance show, makes him harder, and he feels an overwhelming urge to claim her. So without speaking to her, he kisses her lips sloppily, pouring all his desire into the kiss, and then moves down to her chest. He licks her cleavage, his tongue teasing her skin, igniting a fire within her that she struggles to contain.

Radha realizes her lover is not going to stop now, and she just puts her own head down on the floor, looking up by bending her head upward, checking the bed where her abusive husband is sleeping. All she could see is the side of the bed, and her husband's frame is nowhere near it. The only thing she could spot is the fingers of her husband, Sonu, near the end of the bed, a stark reminder of the reality she is trying to escape.

Ashwin is now moving his mouth freely over Radha's cleavage, licking it with a fervor that makes her heart race. Radha puts her back hand over her mouth to stop herself from moaning soundly while he lavishes attention on her cleavage. Ashwin's gaze goes up to meet her eyes, but he sees Radha checking her husband and stifling her moan, which only serves to heighten his arousal. He does not have time to waste, so he moves both hands to her chest, unhooks her blouse with deft fingers, and opens it wide. He is so happy to see her breasts that are covered by the delicate fabric of her bra. With a swift motion, he moves the bra over her chest to near her neck and sucks her left breast as if he is a newborn baby seeking milk from his mother. Radha's eyes roll back in pleasurable sensation from his sucking, and she moves herself a bit, lost in the moment.

Now Ashwin is lying on his side on the floor, and Radha is also lying on her side, mirroring his position, but Ashwin keeps sucking her milky white breasts, his mouth working its magic. Then he moves his head to the right breast of the housewife, giving equal attention to both of her breasts, savoring every inch of her soft skin. He wants to engulf her breasts in his mouth completely, but her breasts, like ripened mangoes, give him competition with their size, and he finds himself lost in the sweetness of the moment.

Radha, caught in a whirlwind of emotions, feels the heat of Ashwin's mouth on her skin, and she knows she is teetering on the edge of ecstasy. The thrill of their secret rendezvous, the danger of being caught, and the sheer pleasure of their connection all blend together, creating a heady mix that leaves her breathless. She knows she should be cautious, that they are playing with fire, but the allure of Ashwin is too strong to resist. As he continues to worship her body with his mouth, she feels herself surrendering to the moment, allowing herself to be swept away by the tide of passion that envelops them both.

After enjoying her breasts to his heart's content, he moved his head down to her belly. His tongue traveled all the way down, stopping at her navel, where he circled the contours with his tongue, wetting it with his saliva. Meanwhile, his hands held her wrists in place, preventing her from stopping him. He then looked up at her, releasing her hands, moving up to her face and leaned in to kiss her sloppily again. Positioning himself between her legs, he moved as if he is fucking her. After a few thrusts, he placed his hands on her knees, folding her petticoat upward toward her abdomen without breaking the kiss. Once her petticoat was fully folded, it exposed her to the air, revealing that she wasn't wearing any panties today. To Ashwin's delight, he inserted his middle finger inside her, eliciting a soft "aahh" from her mouth. He pulled his face away to watch her expression, which showed just how much she was enjoying it. After a moment, he withdrew his finger but didn't remove his top; instead, he pushed down his shorts to free his erection, sitting between her open legs.


Ashwin looks at her. She moves her head side to side again to show her unwillingness, but he rubbed his dick's mushroom head over her pussy petals that made her to hiss with the sound of "ssshhh." Her eyes closed for a moment. He rubbed her two to three times like that. Then, when he was about to enter her, Sonu again moved in his bed. This time he turned to the side of the bed where Radha and Ashwin lie on the floor. Ashwin sees Sonu's sleeping face as he sits on the floor. Sonu's movement made a sound again. This made Radha remember that her husband is in the room. She suddenly tries to sit up, but Ashwin stops her from doing that. She takes her hands to her hip and moves the folded petticoat downward to cover her pussy and thigh. She made a plea to Ashwin with her face and lips. She said, "No, not, now please." All these words come out of her mouth without sound as she moves her lips in saying this. Ashwin enjoyed her desperation, but before she could cover herself with one swift motion, he entered her, fully impaling her pussy with his ungodly dick. In one motion, her pussy is perfectly carved out for his dick. She takes it fully with a sound of thud. His dick hits her cervix without wasting any time. He lies on top of her. The moment he enters her, she moaned, "Nooooo."  little loud and takes her both palms to her face to cover them, as she felt a little embarrassed with the thought of what if Sonu wakes and finds her fucking Ashwin.


Ashwin now lies on top of Radha, his face now close to her face, which is covered by her hands. Ashwin enjoys all this, but he moves his hand to her palm and moves it away from her face and holds them down on the floor. Ashwin called my love and looked at me, but still her eyes closed, and she moved her face side to side again, saying, "No, Ashu, please take it out." She said it without opening her eyes. Ashwin enjoys her pleading, which made Ashwin's dick's more hard.


 Ashwin now takes his dick very slowly, inch by inch. His movement is very slowly, and as he does this, he can see in Radha's face some relief. Ashwin's dick is almost out of her vagina; only his cockhead tip is in touch with her. It is thought Ashwin is withdrawing his cock out, but the moment is short lived as Ashwin buried himself very hardly inside her again. He is very rough this time. This made Radha wince in pain "aaahhh" and opened her eyes with shock.


As Radha opened her eyes, Ashwin, who waited for it, said, "Look at me, my love." While we fuck, don't close your eyes, Radha gasped in response and said, "No, Ashu, please take me out. Fuck me all night, but not here. Sonu might wake up and find us. Please." She gasped again, but without answering in her, he just took his top off her top and said, "My love, look down," to which she looked down and saw that only two inches of Ashwin's dick in the base is out of her pussy.


After seeing her joined genitals, she looks up at Ashwin's face. He said, "My love, I missed you a lot in just one day, so please stop," but Radha said, "I understand, Ashu, but not here to this." Ashwin said, "If you talk like this and spoil my mood, then I would fuck you like this." Now he takes his dick out of her pussy very slowly in a gastropod speed and enters her again in the same manner. Ashwin enjoys the tight clasping of her cunt over his dick Radha moaned to this as she could feel every vein of his dick making contact with her pussy walls. If you help me, then I would fuck you like this. This time, Ashwin fucked her at a fast pace. This made Radha moan loudly mmmmmhhh......aaaaggghhhhh........, but he remembered where she was now, so she put her palm over her face and bit her fingers to suppress her moan. After a few fast thrusts, Ashwin looked at her and said, "What you want." His tone is demanding and assertive, showing his dominance over Radha.


Radha now looks at Ashwin's face. She knows very well about Ashwin's stamina. If he fucks her in a fast pace, he can fuck longer. If he fucks her in the slow in the shell pace, he would remain in her pussy for most of the night, and she did not want that, so she said her tone is somewhat begging, ok, Ashu, but you have to finish fast, ok. To this, Ashwin smiled and moved his face to her, locked her lips lovingly, and whispered in her ear. I try my best. His tone is mocking now, but the way he whisper sent the chill down Radha's spine.


Ashwin moves his face from Radhas and holds himself hovering over her as he wants to see her nervousness and desperation as he fucks her. With that, after adjusting himself the way he wants, he started to fuck her. His strokes are slow for a moment as he watches Radha's face, who now, with nervousness and fear of being caught with Ashwin looking down between her legs at the unified genitals of them, hey Radha. She looks up at him with her eyes reflecting her nervousness, but he made a gesture of kissing her with his lips. His speed is now increasing with each passing moment. His speed is going high.


Radha bites her finger to stifle her moans, but she did not think about the sound of their fucking can that wakes her husband up as Ashwin is fucking her, and his thigh slapping hers is now echoed in the room as Ashwin's speed is so high now he is fucking her in tribble times of his normal speed slap! slap! slap! Sound is now full of the room, and Radha is only concerned about her moaning that it might wake her husband, not the skin-slapping sound. Even though she wants to think, in that way, the dick inside her pussy became the constant distraction now, stopping her from thinking anything at the moment.


Ashwin enjoys all her struggles as she tried to stifle her moans, but he made it in his mind that he is not going to finish up until she moans loudly with that. His fucking speed is increasing. Radha feels Ashwin's dick is so hard today, but she did not know that to Ashwin  the very thought of fucking her in the presence of her husband in the room makes him so hard, and proving someone's wife that he is a better fuck than her husband made Ashwin's dick more hard and strong, and he is not going to stop soon.

But after sometimes Radha who wants Ashwin to climax soon inside her, feel something inside her pussy. From tight clasping of her vaginal muscles Ashwin understand she is going to cum soon, now, he closed the distance between them and lying completely on top of her he fucked her so fast Radha wants to control herself but Ashwin is touching all the sweet spots inside her cunt in a fast pace the sensation is too high and when he whispered her that what If Sonu wakes and see us like this this words made her to imagine like Sonu wakes up in his bed and looking at her fucking Ashwin sheer thrill and fear of caught the act with Ashwin  made her climax imminent. she is loosing it with a loud shriek "oooooohhhhhh" from her she climaxed forcing Ashwin to use shallow thrusts for a moment

Ashwin grinned, having succeeded in provoking a response from her in the room. He paused his thrusting, wanting her to descend from her euphoric state. After a briefinterlude, sheregained her composure, her breathing returning to a steady rhythm. Then he called out to her, "Radha," prompting her to turn her gaze towards him. "Radha, I haven't reached my climax yet." This revelation startled her, and the realization struck her that Ashwin was still enveloped within her, with his arousal firmly intact.

But before Radha could respond, he placed his left hand beneath her upper back and his right hand beneath her ass. With a single, quick motion, he lifted her off the floor, and his dick remained in her vagina. He then stood in the room with Radha's legs wrapped around his ass, and she put one hand around his neck, shivering and pleading with him to take her out of the room. Without responding, Ashwin began to bang her in the  standing position.


He was fucking her while holding her ass cheeks with his hands. She begged him to stop, but he didn't. He whispered in her ear that if Sonu wakes up, he should have a good look at our fucking. With that, he moved toward the bed, and Radha hit him with her one hand. No, Ashu, don't do this, but Ashwin moved near the bed, standing near Sonu's face. If Sonu slightly opened his eyes, the first thing he would see was the top angle view of his wife's vagina as Ashwin sawing in and out of it.



to be continued

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Bhai, please continue the story. This is one of the few stories where emotions between the two main characters are being explored while maintaining the hot sex. Dont be disheartened by the lack of comments bro, its like an iceberg.

 Finally, someone understands and appreciates my work. Thank you. The lack of comments and likes does not matter to me This is my first story, so I know I need to improve my writing. There will definitely be an update soon. Thank you for the comment.