[Neelkantha]

Part 159 – The Game Is Not Over Yet

 

Pihu’s POV- I don't know how long I slept. Suddenly, I woke up to the sound of the TV. I saw Bijan sitting on the sofa in the drawing-room, watching TV. I got out of bed and went to the drawing-room. I sat down next to Bijan. "Hey, Bijan, when did you come? Sorry, I dozed off for a bit. Wait, I'll make you some tea." Bijan said without taking his eyes off the TV, "Ankita has already given me some, don't worry. Sit with me for a while." Looking at the clock, I asked, "Is Ankita awake? What time is it?" Bijan laughed and said, "It's 8 o'clock at night, darling." Then he joked with me, "Whose dreams were you lost in that you slept for so long, my wife?" I asked suspiciously, "Stop joking and tell me, did you bring my jewelry?" I was sure Bijan had forgotten. Bijan said, "I brought it," and showed me a small box he took out of his pocket. Bijan and I watched TV together for a while, then talked about this and that. I told him, "Bijan, we should go and see Sangeeta's daughter sometime. Otherwise, they might feel bad." Bijan said while watching TV, "We'll see later." Just then, the main door of our house opened and Sangeeta came in. Seeing her come in so suddenly, I felt very strange. I asked her, "Hey Sangeeta, where did you suddenly come from?" Sangeeta smiled at me and said, "Pihu, you didn't come to meet me, so I came here myself." I said, "But where is your daughter? Where did you leave her?" Sangeeta replied with the same smile, "Oh, when I myself have come to meet you, what business does my daughter have here? That's why I didn't bring her. I've come here specifically to meet Bijan." Her words sounded a little strange to me. I couldn't understand what she was trying to say. So I asked her, "What are you actually trying to say? Will you please explain properly? I don't understand what you're trying to tell me." Sangeeta looked at me again and said, "I won't explain it to you by telling you, but by showing you. Just sit back and watch what I've actually come here to do." Saying this, she stood in front of Bijan. Sangeeta was smiling at Bijan, and Bijan also started smiling at Sangeeta. Looking at Bijan, it seemed as if he already knew that Sangeeta was going to come here today, and he also knew why she had come. I was surprised by their actions. But what happened next left me completely stunned. The two of them embraced each other right in front of me and started kissing passionately. The kissing progressed to touching each other's bodies. Sangeeta was wearing a beautiful salwar suit today. So Bijan started by pressing her boobs through her kurta, then touching her pussy through her salwar, and then putting his hand inside her salwar and touching her pussy through her panties. Bijan was wearing a T-shirt and track pants. Bijan unzipped his track pants, pulled them down slightly, and took out his cock, handing it to Sangeeta. Sangeeta also took Bijan's cock in her hand without hesitation and gently squeezed it, or held it in her fist and moved it back and forth, and then started shaking it vigorously. After some time, she herself started pulling Bijan's cock out of his track pants and squeezing it. This whole act lasted for about 10 to 15 minutes. Then both of them became very aroused, and some slippery juice started coming out of Bijan's cock and Sangeeta's pussy. Then their sex session began. They were both behaving as if this was their everyday routine. I was sitting just two feet away from them. But they completely ignored me and were so engrossed in each other as if I wasn't even present there. I started getting angry at Bijan. How could he have sex with his wife's friend in his wife's presence, right in front of her eyes? But I couldn't stop them from doing it either. Because seeing them do that, I was also getting aroused. And no matter how angry I was at Bijan, I was also enjoying watching him do all this with Sangeeta. So I didn't say anything and just sat there quietly, and I started enjoying watching them enjoy their sex. I felt like I was watching a live porn movie playing right in front of my eyes, and I was enjoying it too. Then Bijan and Sangeeta sat down on the sofa. Then Bijan took off Sangeeta's salwar and her panties and dropped them down to her feet, but didn't remove them completely. Then Bijan stroked her pussy with his hand for a while. Then he spread Sangeeta's legs, sat down between her legs, and put Sangeeta's pussy in his mouth. Then he started rubbing and moving his tongue up and down on Sangeeta's G-spot. Sangeeta became incredibly aroused and grabbed Bijan's hair. And so that no one would hear, she didn't make any sound, but still, very faint moans started coming out of her mouth. Then she grabbed Bijan's head and tried unsuccessfully to push Bijan's mouth deeper into her pussy. Bijan started moving his tongue faster and faster on her G-spot. When a slippery, salty juice started coming out of her pussy, Bijan tasted a little of it and then pulled away from Sangeeta.

Then Bijan stood in front of Sangeeta and pulled down his lower garment and underwear, letting them fall around his ankles, but not completely removing them. Sangeeta remained seated on the sofa. Then Bijan, still standing, moved his cock towards Sangeeta's mouth. Sangeeta understood and grabbed Bijan's cock, taking it into her mouth. Then she began to suck on Bijan's cock. Despite himself, soft moans escaped Bijan's lips as Sangeeta did this. Hearing Bijan's moans, Sangeeta began to suck on his cock harder and faster. Sangeeta continued to suck on Bijan's cock like a lollipop for about 5 minutes. Bijan's mouth let out soft sounds of "Oh Sangeeta! Ah... Oh! Ah!" After a while, when Bijan felt that if Sangeeta continued to suck his cock like this, he would ejaculate in her mouth, he pulled his cock out of Sangeeta's mouth. Then Bijan lifted Sangeeta's legs and laid her down on the sofa. Bijan and Sangeeta had not removed their t-shirt and kurta respectively. Then Bijan pulled her salwar and panties down from one leg and moved them to the other, but didn't completely remove them. Then Bijan also pulled his lower garment and underwear down from one leg and moved them to the other, but didn't completely remove them, so that if someone suddenly arrived, Bijan and Sangeeta could quickly separate and put their lower garments and underwear back on. Then Bijan lay down next to Sangeeta, snuggling close to her. They lay pressed together on the sofa. Then, for a while, Bijan stroked his hand over her pussy. Then Bijan started pressing her soft boobs through her kurta. After a while, Bijan put his hand inside the neck of her kurta and began pressing her now-hardened boobs one by one. Bijan's erect cock was rubbing against Sangeeta's smooth legs. Then Bijan started stroking Sangeeta's smooth legs. Then he stroked her pussy, which was bulging like a loaf of bread. Understanding the opportune moment, Bijan inserted his fingers into Sangeeta's pussy. Then he began opening and closing the folds of Sangeeta's pussy with his fingers. Then Bijan started rubbing Sangeeta's clitoris with his fingers. Now Sangeeta started moaning; she was aroused. She was very hot and started moaning loudly, stifling her cries, and sucking on her own lips. Then she started stroking Bijan's hair. This was a signal that she was now ready to have sex with Bijan. Then Bijan gently laid her down on the sofa and lay down on top of Sangeeta. Sangeeta's body was pressed beneath Bijan's body. Bijan's cock started rubbing between Sangeeta's thighs. Without hesitation, Sangeeta grabbed Bijan's cock in her hand. Then she started squeezing Bijan's cock in her hand. This made Bijan's cock even harder and more erect.


Sangeeta began to grip Bijan's cock in her fist and move it back and forth. Then she grabbed Bijan's erect, long cock and started shaking it vigorously. By then, Bijan was desperate to have sex with Sangeeta. Bijan then spread his wife's friend Sangeeta's legs apart, lay down between them, and, holding his cock in his hand, began rubbing it up and down against Sangeeta's clitoris. Sangeeta started moaning softly. After a while, some slippery juice started coming out of Sangeeta's pussy again. She was becoming intoxicated and her eyes began to close. Then she whispered in Bijan's ear, "Oh Bijan, please put your cock in my pussy. My whole body is burning with desire." Hearing this, Bijan placed the head of his cock against the pink opening of her pussy and gave a strong thrust, sending his entire cock deep inside Sangeeta's smooth pussy in one go. As Bijan's cock entered, Sangeeta let out a soft gasp and hugged Bijan tightly. Bijan also held her tightly, and they became completely intertwined. Then Bijan paused with his entire cock inside Sangeeta's smooth pussy and began kissing and sucking on Sangeeta's lips. For some time, they remained clinging to each other like this, kissing each other's lips. Bijan's entire cock was completely inside Sangeeta's pussy. Then, after some time, while still kissing her lips, Bijan started having sex with her. First, Bijan began moving his cock slowly in and out of her pussy. After a while, Sangeeta also got excited and started moving her hips slowly. Bijan embraced Sangeeta in his arms. Sangeeta also held Bijan tightly in her arms. Initially, Bijan moved his cock slowly in and out of Sangeeta's pussy for some time. Then, after a while, when Sangeeta bent her legs upwards and wrapped them around Bijan's waist, Bijan's pace increased. Then Bijan started thrusting his cock in and out of Sangeeta's pussy rapidly. Gradually, Bijan's pace increased even more. Now Bijan's cock was moving rapidly in and out of Sangeeta's pussy, and Bijan was thrusting his cock forcefully into Sangeeta's pussy. When Bijan was having sex with Sangeeta at full speed, the sofa doubled their pleasure. Because of the foam and springs beneath the foam of the sofa, when Bijan thrust his cock into Sangeeta's pussy, the foam and springs of the sofa would compress, and as soon as Bijan pulled his cock out of Sangeeta's pussy, the foam and springs of the sofa would push Sangeeta's hips upwards. Truly, having sex with Sangeeta on the sofa was twice as enjoyable because of this.


After a while, Sangeeta also started thrusting her hips from below, responding to Bijan's thrusts, and slowly and pleasurably said, "Harder... harder... fuck me... Bijan... it feels so good... put it in deeper... deeper... do it harder. Please Bijan... do it faster. It feels so good. I'm enjoying it so much." Sangeeta was truly enjoying herself and she rested her hands on the sofa and started moving her hips up and down vigorously, and Bijan started thrusting faster. She welcomed each of Bijan's thrusts by moving her hips up and down. Then she held Bijan's hips in her hands. Now she was also moving her hips up and down rapidly along with Bijan's thrusts from below. When Bijan inserted his cock into her pussy, she would pull her hips back. When Bijan pulled his cock out of her pussy, she would lift her hips up. This made Bijan thrust faster and faster, fucking Sangeeta. Then Bijan put his hands on the sofa, leaned over Sangeeta, and started thrusting into her pussy rapidly. Now Bijan's cock was easily and quickly going in and out of Sangeeta's smooth pussy. Sangeeta was now also thoroughly enjoying the sex. She was getting intoxicated. Bijan stopped and whispered softly in Sangeeta's ear, "Sangeeta, you're enjoying it, aren't you?" Sangeeta softly said, "Yes Bijan, I'm enjoying being fucked by you so much. Please Bijan, don't stop. Keep doing it fast. Oh aha... Please do it faster. Bijan, I'm about to cum. Don't stop now. Please keep doing it fast." Hearing this from Sangeeta, Bijan started having sex with her again and increased his pace. Then Bijan placed Sangeeta's legs on his shoulders, gripped her large hips with his hands, and began thrusting into her with short, rapid strokes. Sangeeta moaned softly in pleasure, "Ohh... Ahhh... Aaaah... Do it, do it... Ahh... Ah... Please Bijan... Do it faster. Oh Bijan!" Bijan kissed Sangeeta's lips while thrusting into her rapidly. Bijan's cock was moving in and out of Sangeeta's pussy quickly. Bijan started thrusting hard into Sangeeta's pussy. After about 15 minutes of sex, when they were both about to climax, they both tensed up and started thrusting harder together. Then suddenly Sangeeta hugged Bijan tightly and said, "Bijan, I'm about to come. Please Bijan! Now do it really hard. Harder... Oh Bijan, I'm coming!" With that, Sangeeta's pussy released its juices. Then she let out a soft sigh and went limp.


Bijan understood that Sangeeta had orgasmed. Bijan was also about to ejaculate, so he began thrusting faster and harder, pushing his cock into Sangeeta's pussy. Sangeeta begged Bijan to finish quickly and pull his cock out of her pussy. But Bijan ignored her and continued thrusting faster. After fucking Sangeeta vigorously for about 2-3 minutes, when Bijan was about to ejaculate, he pulled his cock out of Sangeeta's pussy, grabbed the glans in his fist, and ejaculated into his fist. Bijan then immediately got up, walked slowly to the washbasin, his pant and underwear tucked between one leg, washed his cock and hands. Then, after putting on his underwear, he came to the sofa and collapsed on top of Sangeeta. By then, Sangeeta had already put on her salwar. Bijan then lay on top of her for a while, waiting for his heavy breathing to calm down. Then Bijan lay down next to Sangeeta. Sangeeta, lying next to Bijan, waited for her breathing to calm down. After lying like that for a while, they both got up, straightened their clothes, and then sat down on the sofa and began to talk casually, as if nothing had happened. Bijan gently asked Sangeeta how she felt, and she said, "Bijan! It felt so good. I really enjoyed it. I'm now crazy about you." Bijan said, "Then let's do it again tomorrow." Sangeeta replied, "Now you can do this with me whenever you want. I won't mind." Hearing this, Bijan pulled her onto his lap. Bijan was sitting on a corner of the sofa, and Sangeeta was lying on Bijan's lap. Then Bijan placed his burning lips on Sangeeta's. Then Bijan began sucking her soft lips. Sangeeta clung to him. Kissing her, Bijan began caressing her hair. Then, he began caressing her cheeks. Then, moving his hand down, he began fondling her boobs over her kurta. Then, Bijan jokingly whispered in her ear, "Sangeeta, let's do it again." Hearing this, she jumped away from him and said, "What, Bijan! You're such a mess. We've done so much, yet you still haven't found peace. Be patient. I'll come back later. We'll fuck again. I'm leaving now." With that, she mischievously waved goodbye to Bijan and quickly left the house. She left just as suddenly as she had come. I couldn't understand why she had come all the way to my house, just to be fucked by Bijan! And that too in my presence!!! Right in front of my eyes!!! I couldn't believe my eyes. I looked at Bijan, he was also behaving quite normally, as if nothing had happened there. He sat quietly and started watching TV as before. Just then Ankita came out of the kitchen and asked me, "Boudi (sister-in-law), it's late. Should I serve the food?" Seeing her, an idea immediately came to my mind. I said, "Yes, serve it. Come, I will also help you." Saying this, I went with her to the kitchen.


That night, Ani, and Ankita, along with Bijan and me, had dinner like a normal family. After dinner, everyone went to their rooms to sleep. That night, I was sitting at the dressing table. I was wearing a green saree and applying body lotion to my legs. After a while, I got into bed. Bijan kissed my cheek and asked, "Darling, what's on the menu tonight?" "A surprise!" I said mischievously. Then I brought his laptop and a video started playing on the laptop. Bijan exclaimed, "Wow! What is this? Are you serious, darling?" Bijan's eyes widened in disbelief. The video playing on the laptop was a video of our own bedroom, recorded by a hidden camera. And in that video was the same scene—I was standing naked, and uncle, jamaibabu, and Ani were playing with my body. No one was wearing a single stitch of clothing. I kissed Bijan's bare chest and started caressing his cock through his pants. Bijan was watching the video without blinking. His cock was at the peak of arousal. The friction of my hands made his foreskin retract, and his cock became fully erect. Laughing at Bijan's excitement, I said, "Mmm... you liked it so much?" I pulled his erect cock out of his pants and started teasing the head with my soft fingers. Bijan lovingly said to me, "I love you, darling," then Bijan kissed my lips, and we both got lost in a long, deep kiss. After a while, I said to Bijan, "The surprise isn't over yet, Bijan." Bijan, surprised, asked, "What else is left, darling?" I smiled and said, "Just wait and see." I had already made all the arrangements. It was around 11 PM. I was wearing a saree, while Bijan was in Bermuda and a shirt. Just then, my brother-in-law, Ani, came into our room. Ankita followed him. Ankita looked very beautiful in her nightgown. A sky-blue, transparent nightgown... it looked like she had come here to celebrate her wedding night. Seeing them both, Bijan understood my plan. He looked at me and said, "Really, darling?" I nodded and said, "Absolutely." Then all four of us sat on the bed and started talking. Then Ani got up and closed the room door so that no one would suddenly come in. After talking for a while, I went and sat next to Ani, and I told Ankita to go sit next to Bijan. She stood there hesitantly, turning her face away! Because this was the first time all four of us were going to have sex together in the same room. And Ankita was feeling shy about having sex with her brother-in-law (Bijan) in front of her own husband. Later, Bijan took Ankita's hand and brought her closer. I sat next to Ani and started flirting with him. Bijan made Ankita sit on his lap and started massaging her boobs! After a while, Ani started taking off my clothes. We started engaging in foreplay. Slowly, Ani took off my saree, blouse, and petticoat. I was now only in my bra and panties. My panties were quite wet with my own pussy juices! I also took off Ani's pants and shirt. Now he was only in his underwear and vest. The bulge of his very thick, club-like cock was easily visible through his underwear. Then he took off my bra. My 36-inch boobs were completely free, as if they had been released from a cage. And Ani just started massaging them, and started kissing my lips and cheeks. Slowly, as we did this, I became quite aroused. I also took off Ani's vest and threw away his underwear. Then he took off my panties and started licking my pussy with his tongue. A strange shiver ran through my body. Now Ani's cock looked even longer and thicker to me. In fact, I was scared at one point, thinking that his cock would tear my pussy apart. Then we both got into the 69 position. I started sucking his testicles and cock, and he started licking the folds of my pussy. When I released my pussy juice, he drank it all. And just before he ejaculated, he took his cock out of my mouth and spilled his cum on my belly. Ankita and Bijan were right next to us.  Ankita and I were lying side by side, our heads facing the same direction. That's when I noticed Ankita, she was very shy, her face was completely red because she wasn't as open-minded as I was yet. Bijan had undressed her and had also taken off his own clothes. Initially, when Ankita was naked, she was very hesitant; she even covered her pussy with her hands. But now she was slowly opening up.


In their excitement, Ankita's long hair, which reached down to her waist, came undone. Then they got into the 69 position. Later, Bijan laid Ankita flat on her back and lifted her legs onto his shoulders. Then Bijan placed a pillow under Ankita's buttocks and started licking her. After that, he applied a lot of saliva to his cock and tried to insert it. I was lying in my place, watching Ankita and Bijan. I already enjoyed watching Ankita being fucked. Bijan, with Ankita's legs on his shoulders, positioned his cock at her pussy opening and gave a thrust; almost half of his cock went in, and Ankita let out a loud scream. Then he gave another thrust, and his entire cock went inside Ankita's pussy. Ankita's body was tingling with a strange sensation from being fucked by her brother-in-law's cock. Bijan was fucking her with full force. The bed was creaking a lot today, as if it would break any moment. This intense fucking seemed to have drained the life out of Ankita. Meanwhile, Ani also positioned his cock on my pussy and inserted it in one go. It had been a long time since I had been fucked, so I didn't feel much pain. Then he also started fucking me like Bijan. After about 10 minutes of fucking, when Ani was about to ejaculate, he pushed his cock all the way to the base inside my pussy and released all his cum inside me, then lay down on top of me. On the other side, Bijan was still fucking Ankita. About 5 minutes after we came, he also ejaculated, splashing his cum all over Ankita's belly, boobs, mouth, and hair, and then lay down on top of her. Ankita was breathing heavily because she had been fucked so intensely. After that, both Bijan and Ani lay down around us. After about 10 minutes, their dicks were ready again. This time, they started having sex from behind while lying down, meaning Ankita and I were on the same bed... our faces were facing each other. After about 10 minutes of intense fucking, Bijan and Ani lay down, and we both sat on top of their dicks and started bouncing, meaning we got a chance to ride their dicks. We both had sex vigorously in the reverse cowgirl style. After that, I was quite tired, so I lay down. Then I checked the time on the clock, and it was almost 12:00 AM. That means we had been having sex for almost an hour. After that, those brothers made us assume the doggy style position. This time, my head and Ankita's head were touching each other; we were facing each other. Bijan was behind Ankita's butt, and Ani was behind me. In the doggy style, they both started fucking us. They fucked us for about 10-12 minutes; everyone had a lot of fun... it felt like we had visited paradise! During this time, Bijan also decided to anal-fuck Ankita. He took his cock out of her pussy, applied some saliva, and shoved it into Ankita's ass. When Bijan's cock entered her ass, it felt like her ass was tearing apart; tears welled up in her eyes, and she started crying. But Ani didn't anal-fuck me because I had refused. That night, Bijan anal-fucked Ankita intensely. Ankita was in no condition to get up. After that, we were quite tired, and Ani took Ankita with him to his room because she was unable to walk properly. After they left, Bijan and I lay on the bed and talked lovingly for a long time.


I played the same video again, the one where I was having sex with Uncle, jamaibabu, and Ani all at once. Today, I had planned a group sex encounter with Uncle, jamaibabu, and Ani to surprise Bijan. On the laptop screen, the four of us were having a wild time together. “You don't know how hot this group sex idea of yours is, darling! Let's do this from now on. Thank you!” Bijan hugged me tightly. His cock was erect again. Happy with Bijan's excitement, I said, “I'm your wife, Bijan. If I don't know what you want, who will? Anyway, I didn't know you would like my surprise so much.” I turned my head towards the laptop so Bijan could watch the video while he was having sex with me. Bijan climbed on top of me and started thrusting into me while watching the video. While being thrust into, I said, “I wanted to tell you something,” Bijan, without taking his eyes off the laptop, said while having sex with me, “Tell me, darling. Today, whatever you say is command for me.” While having sex with him, I said, “It's been more than four years since our marriage. Now we should try for a pregnancy. Look, even Sangeeta has become a mother. Now I want to become a mother too.” Bijan remained silent after hearing me and continued to have sex with me silently for 15 minutes. “Sure, darling,” he finally said. His body tensed up. On the laptop, I was being fucked in Uncle's lap. Bijan suddenly pulled his cock out of my pussy and ejaculated his cum onto my belly and boobs. I didn't understand why Bijan didn't ejaculate inside my pussy when he said "sure" about the pregnancy. Now it was Bijan's turn to surprise me. He lay exhausted on my body and said, “What do you think, darling? Who would be the right person for your pregnancy—jamaibabu, Ani, or Uncle?” I was shocked to hear what he said. What was Bijan saying? How could I be pregnant with those three men's children while he was around? Then I said, "No, Bijan. You don't understand. I don't want to be pregnant by them or anyone else. I want to be pregnant by you only. I want to be the mother of your child. Do you understand? Your child. Nobody else's. Only yours." Hearing me, Bijan laughed and said, "No, darling. You can't be the mother of my child. You'll have to carry someone else's child in your womb. You'll have to be the mother of someone else's child." I shouted, "What kind of crazy things are you saying, Bijan?! I'm your wife. I'm not some prostitute that I would just become the mother of someone else's child except yours. I want to be pregnant by you only. You are my husband, you have to get me pregnant. You have to give me a child. Do you hear me? I want to be the mother of your child..." Bijan grabbed my shoulders with his hands and shook me vigorously, saying, "Darling... Darling... Wake up... What are you muttering in your sleep? Wake up quickly..."


Then my eyes opened, and I saw that I was lying on the bed and Bijan was sitting next to me. He was holding my shoulders and trying to wake me up. I couldn't understand anything. So, was I dreaming all this time??? Ani, Uncle, jamaibabu having sex with me, Sangeeta having sex with Bijan, Ani and Bijan's wife swapping, and finally all those conversations between Bijan and me about my pregnancy—everything, everything was just a dream!!! Such a long and realistic dream I just saw!!! I felt like it was all happening in reality. I was drenched in sweat. Seeing me awake, Bijan calmed down and was staring at me. Wiping the sweat from my forehead and face with my palm, I asked Bijan, "Where are we right now?" My question probably surprised him, but he still answered, "In the village." I asked again, "Was jamaibabu having a threesome with us?" Bijan said, "Yes." That means after jammaibau left, Tanmay had called me to give me the news of his daughter's birth. And after hearing that, I fell asleep while thinking about something. And then I had this whole nonsensical dream. Bijan asked, "What happened to you, darling? You were screaming loudly in your sleep. I was scared seeing you like that. You've never done such strange things before. What happened to you? Were you having a dream?" I shook my head and said, "It was a very bad dream indeed." Then I told him everything openly. After hearing my dream, Bijan started laughing and said, "Even in your dream, you were either having sex yourself or watching me have sex!!!" Seeing him laugh, I got angry. I blurted out to him, "Don't laugh, Bijan. This is a serious matter for me. I'm talking about something important, and you're making jokes! You told me in my dream that you can't get me pregnant. And I'll have to get pregnant by someone else. Do you understand what that means? It means you have no intention of getting me pregnant. That's why, despite me asking you a million times, you always make some excuse and avoid going to the doctor. Isn't that right? You don't want me to be the mother of your child, do you? That's what you want, isn't it, Bijan?" Bijan, trying to calm me down, said, "I don't want anything like that. I want you to be a mother. And the mother of my child." I said, "Then why don't you and I get tested? If either of us has any problems, we'll get treatment." Bijan said, "Trust me, darling. We'll try again this time. And if you still can't conceive, then we'll definitely go to a specialist. We'll get our tests done. And if necessary, we'll get treatment too. Happy?" I said, "Promise?" Bijan said, "Promise. Now, get all these unnecessary thoughts and worries out of your head. And go to sleep with a calm mind." What he said had relaxed me to a great extent. So I hugged Bijan and fell asleep. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Tuesday (07.07.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[Neelkantha]

What a pity, all are dreams only. Whatever it may be enjoyed .
Waiting for next ?   This time three days to go

I can assure you buddy, that your wait will be worthwhile.

[Neelkantha]

Part 160 – Bijan’s Truth Was Finally Revealed To Pihu

Bijan’s POV- These days, I'm constantly worried about my wife, Pihu. I feel that the situation we're in right now, especially Pihu's, is entirely my fault. If I hadn't convinced Pihu to have sex for the first time with my cousin Ani to only fulfill my perverted fantasy, perhaps we wouldn't be facing this situation today. And the humiliation that we, especially Pihu, are enduring, she doesn't deserve it. Not at all. She didn't ask for much from me when she married me. She wanted a small family. Where I would be, she would be, and we would have our child. But in my pursuit of fulfilling my perverted fantasy, I ruined not only my own life but Pihu's as well. By now, you're probably wondering what situation I, Bijan, am suddenly talking about, where Pihu is facing such humiliation? I don't want to spoil the surprise by telling you about it right now. You'll find out when the time is right. But the incident I'm going to tell you about today happened about a year ago. And I want to tell you this much for now: the situation that Pihu and I are currently going through started with this incident. After this incident, our lives were going to change completely. Or rather, a huge rift formed in my and Pihu's relationship because of this incident. And the distance between me and Pihu also began with this incident. But the foundation of this incident is even older. You're probably completely confused by now. So, without increasing your confusion any further, I'll get straight to the story. This incident happened a month after Ani's wedding. Pihu and I had returned to the city, to our apartment, and had become busy with our daily lives. I was busy with my office work, and Pihu with her household chores. We were both happy. And since I had promised Pihu that after returning to the city, we would both try to conceive, we had sex every night. And at the end of sex, I would ejaculate inside Pihu's pussy. She would also receive my cum in her pussy and let it stay there so that my sperm could fertilize her egg and she could conceive my child. But even after a month, we had no success. Pihu hadn't gotten pregnant this month either. Her period came on time this month as well. And Pihu was unhappy and a little disappointed about it. I was also starting to get really worried about this. We had tried countless times over the past four years, but Pihu hadn't been able to conceive yet. And now I was starting to think that maybe there was some problem with Pihu, which was preventing her from becoming a mother. You might say that the problem could be with me too. Maybe my sperm count is low, which is why Pihu's conception wasn't possible. So let me tell you that I don't see any problem with myself for two reasons. The first reason is that in the last three years, Pihu has had sex with many men besides me, including Ani. If there is any problem with me, then why hasn't Pihu gotten pregnant by any of them? Although this thought might be wrong of me, I am still forced to think this way because Pihu never uses a condom when having sex. She doesn't like having sex with a condom. And most of the time, whoever she has sex with, whether it's me or someone else, the cum goes directly inside her pussy. So, even if there is a problem with me, she should have gotten pregnant by another man by now. But it didn't happen. Her period had been regular every month. And it was the same this month too. This made me think that perhaps the problem wasn't with me, but with Pihu. There was another reason for thinking this, a reason I had been hiding from Pihu, or rather, from the whole world, which would easily prove that the problem wasn't with me. If I want, I can become a father at any time with any one. And this truth was now about to come out in front of Pihu, against my wishes, a truth I had been hiding from her for the past year. And it was this truth that had caused a rift in our relationship for the very first time. Since Pihu hadn't conceived this month either, we were both disappointed, especially Pihu. Because of this and other reasons, even though we were in the city, we hadn't been able to go and see Sangeeta's daughter. Every Sunday, Pihu would ask me to take her to Sangeeta's house so we could at least see her daughter once. But honestly, I didn't feel like going to Sangeeta's house to see her daughter. So I would make some excuse or another to put it off. A month had passed like this.

The day I'm talking about was also a Sunday. As usual, it was my day off, and I was at home. In the afternoon, I was watching TV sitting in our drawing room sofa. Pihu came and sat beside me and said, "Bijan, let's go visit Sangeeta's house today. We can see her daughter too. It's been a month since we returned to the city from the village, and we haven't gone to see her daughter even once in this whole month." I said, "Let's skip it today, we'll go next week." Pihu said, "You said the same thing last week. And the week before that too. And you're saying the same thing today. Tell me honestly, Bijan, why aren't you going to see Sangeeta's daughter?" I said, "There's no such reason. I just don't feel like going out today. We'll definitely go to see Sangeeta's daughter next week. Promise." Pihu then tried to reason with me, saying, "Look, Bijan. Sangeeta is my best friend. You know how their marriage was almost ruined because of a misunderstanding with her husband, Tanmay. Tanmay was even going to divorce her. We both worked together to resolve their differences and misunderstandings, brought them closer again, and saved their marriage. Now Sangeeta is happy in her life. She has given birth to a child. And if we distance ourselves from them at this time all of a sudden, they'll think that since we ourselves don't have a child yet, we're jealous of them. And that's why we haven't gone to see their child till now." I said, "Let them think whatever they want. It doesn't bother me at all." Pihu then said, "But why are you being so childishly stubborn, Bijan? That's what I don't understand." I said, "You're the one being stubborn, not me." Pihu said in surprise, "Me!!! I'm being stubborn!!!!" You've been making one excuse after another to avoid going to Sangeeta's house to see her baby, and you're saying I'm being stubborn?!” Then, after a moment of silence, she spoke again, “Tell me the truth, Bijan. Why don't you want to go to Sangeeta's house to see her baby?” I said, “There's nothing to tell. You're making a mountain out of a molehill.” Pihu frowned and looked at me, saying, “I'm your wife, Bijan. No one in this world knows or understands you better than me. You don't usually make up excuses to avoid things without a reason. I'm sure there's a reason why you don't want to go to Sangeeta's house. Tell me the truth, what's really going on which I probably don’t know?” I said, “Pihu, you're unnecessarily suspicious of me. If you want to go, go alone, I'm not going. And you can think whatever you want about me because of that.” Pihu got up from beside me and said, “Fine. I'm going to Sangeeta's house today, even if I have to go alone. But you've just confirmed my suspicions, Bijan. Do you know how?” I didn't say anything. I just looked at Pihu with a questioning gaze. Pihu said with a slightly sad smile, “Today, for the first time in years, you called me Pihu instead of Darling. Now I'm not just suspicious, I'm certain that you're obviously hiding something from me. And let me tell you, I will find out the truth that you're trying to hide from me.” Saying this, she went into the bedroom to get ready. I sat alone on the drawing-room sofa, lost in thought.


There's only one reason. And I don't want to tell her. Because I didn't have the courage to tell her before, and I still don't. But today, Pihu is going to find out the truth on her own. A little while later, Pihu got ready and came out of the bedroom. Without looking at me, without saying a single word, she put on her shoes, picked up her bag, took the duplicate house key, and left the house. And I remained sitting there alone. Pihu had left, but I was lost in my own thoughts. Time passed slowly. Afternoon turned into evening, and then evening into night. I looked at the clock; it was almost 8 o'clock. Three hours had passed since Pihu left the house. She should have been back home by now. I called her phone. It rang, but she didn't answer. The call rang until it disconnected. I called her again. This time too, the call rang until it disconnected, but Pihu didn't answer my call again. Now I started to worry about her. I shouldn't have let her go alone like that. I should have gone with her. If the mistake is mine, then I will have to bear the consequences, today or tomorrow. Anyway, this wasn't the time to think about all that. Right now, I needed to know where Pihu was. Is she still at Sangeeta's house? Or has she left from there? If she has left, then why is it taking her so long to return home? Where is she right now? Why isn't she answering my calls? I know she must be angry with me. And it's understandable that she's angry. I can't blame her for that. The fault isn't hers, but mine. But first, I need to know if she's still at Sangeeta's house or if she has left from there. And it's certain that she won't answer my call. So, I'll have to call Sangeeta, which I don't want to do. But I have to, otherwise I won't be able to find out about Pihu. I picked up my phone and was about to call Sangeeta. But before I could call her, my phone rang. Seeing Pihu's name on the screen, I breathed a sigh of relief. She had called me herself. I immediately answered the call and said, "Darling, where are you? It's so late, and you haven't come home yet. I'm worried about you. Tell me where you are, I'll come and pick you up." In a calm voice, Pihu said, "You don't need to come, Bijan. I'm in an auto-rickshaw and I'm on my way home. I have a lot to talk to you about. Wait for me. I'll be there in a little while." Before I could say anything else, she hung up. From her voice, I could tell how angry and upset she was with me. And it was justified. I had done something terrible. And I knew what she wanted to talk to me about when she got home. And by now, you people must have understood what truth I had been hiding from Pihu all this time. Anyway, after a while, Pihu came home. She opened the door with her own key and came inside. I was still sitting on the sofa in the drawing room. Pihu came straight to me and sat down beside me. She sat there silently for a while, with her head bowed. I understood her situation. If I were in her place and found out the truth so suddenly, I would probably react the same way. I got up from the sofa, went to the kitchen, and brought her a glass of water. I said, "Here, drink this water." Pihu now lifted her head and looked at me. I could clearly see the despair and sadness in her eyes. She was on the verge of tears. And seeing her in that state, I truly felt terrible. But now, even if I wanted to, I couldn't do anything. What was meant to happen has already happened. There's nothing left in my hands now. I will have to face the truth. And perhaps Pihu will have to as well.


Pihu looked at me, took the glass of water from my hand with her trembling hand, and drank it all in one gulp. Then, with the same trembling hand, she returned the empty glass to me. Seeing her dejected face, sorrowful eyes, and trembling hands, I could clearly understand Pihu's state of mind at that moment. What she must be thinking. And how eager she must be to know everything from me. I went to the kitchen, put the glass down, and came back. Then I sat down next to her on the sofa. Pihu was sitting with her head bowed, just as before. As soon as I sat down next to her, she lifted her head and looked at me. My heart started beating faster when I saw her eyes. Looking straight into my eyes, Pihu suddenly asked, "Whose child is that, Bijan?" Her question completely shook me to my core. I was completely terrified inside. At first, I didn't understand what to say in reply. Should I tell her the truth? Or should I just say something random? But she already knows the truth, that's why she's asking me this question. Seeing my silence, she spoke again, "I'm asking you again, Bijan. Tell me, whose child is this really?" This time, her voice trembled as she asked the question. She herself already knew the answer to this question. Yet, she wanted to hear the answer from me. I made one last attempt. I tried to smile a little, but I couldn't. Still, trying to put a slight smile on my face, I said, "What kind of question is this, darling?" Looking into my eyes, she said, "Don't answer a question with a question, Bijan. Just answer what I asked you. Whose child is Sangeeta's baby really?" I said, "Hey, what kind of question is that? How would I know whose child it is? And whose else could it be? If the child is Sangeeta's, then obviously it must be Tanmay's, right?" Pihu now shouted, "Lies!!! You're lying, Bijan. You know very well whose child it is. And you also know that the child is definitely not Tanmay's." I said, "If the child isn't Tanmay's, then whose is it?" Pihu remained silent for a while and then said, "You're still hiding things from me. You know very well whose child Sangeeta's baby actually is. And now I know too." I said, "So you tell me, whose child is it?" Pihu let out a long sigh and said dejectedly, "Sangeeta's child isn't Tanmay's, but yours, Bijan."


If lightning had struck the house at that moment, I probably wouldn't have been as shocked as I was by what Pihu said. I said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How can that child be mine???" Pihu said in a calm voice, "I just saw the child, Bijan. Her face, her eyes, her smile, everything is exactly like yours. She doesn't resemble Sangeeta at all, and certainly not Tanmay. Just accept it now, Bijan, that the child is not someone else's, but yours. And you know this very well. That's why you didn't want to go with me to their house to see the child. Because you were afraid that her in-laws would be there. And if you had gone with me to their house to see the child, they would have found out that the child isn't Tanmay's, but that you are actually the child's father, Bijan. And you didn't want to go to their house precisely because you didn't want them to find out." I said, "You can think whatever you want, I have nothing to say." Pihu said, "Really? Then swear on my life that she is not your daughter. Say it." Hearing this, I fell silent. Because no matter what, I couldn't and wouldn't swear a false oath on Pihu's life. And Pihu knew this very well, which is why she asked me to swear on her life. Seeing my silence, Pihu said again, "Why are you silent now? Swear on my life." I understood that I wouldn't be able to hide the truth from her anymore. Now I would have to tell her everything. After a moment of silence, I said, "There's no need for that. I'll tell you everything truthfully." Pihu said, "Tell me. I'm listening. I want to hear what you've been hiding from me all this time. A month ago, you were boasting so much, weren't you, about why I didn't tell you about my relationship with jamaibau (brother-in-law)? You don't know how many more things I've hidden from you. Today, I feel like we're in the same boat, Bijan. Just as I hid things from you, you too have been hiding so many things from me. Tell me, I want to hear the whole truth from you today." I said, "I admit that the child isn't Tanmay's, but mine. But let me tell you upfront that I'm not at fault in all of this." Pihu immediately interrupted me, saying, "Yes, now that you've been caught, and your truth has been revealed to me, you'll only say that. You're not at fault, all the blame is Sangeeta's, right? And you're just an innocent child. Everything just happened on its own. While being married to your wife, you slept with your wife's friend without anyone knowing, got her pregnant, became the father of her child, and now you're saying you're not at fault!!!" I said in a calm voice, "You can taunt me all you want, but that won't change the truth. And I'm telling the truth." Hearing me, Pihu said, "Do you know what I'm starting to think, Bijan? You were trying to prove something to me through all of this, weren't you?" Hearing her, I was stunned. I said, "What are you saying? Prove what?" Pihu said, "Let me explain. We've been trying to have a child for the past four years, but we haven't been able to. So, naturally, people will think that either there's a problem with you or with me. That's why I haven't been able to conceive yet. And now you've become the father of Sangeeta's child. This simply means that there's nothing wrong with you. You can become a father if you want to. But I can't become a mother even if I want to. Maybe there's something wrong with me. And to prove this very point to me, you committed this huge act, Bijan. Didn’t you??? Before doing all this, you didn't think about me even once. I'm your own wife. You married me. You swore to walk together for a lifetime, and yet you betrayed me so terribly! And with my best friend, of all people! You had already ruined my life by doing whatever you wanted with your all those perverted shitty fantasies, and now you've destroyed my friend's life too. If Tanmay finds out that the child isn't his but yours, he'll simply kill Sangeeta.” I said, “First of all, I didn't do any of this intentionally. Whether you believe me or not, the truth is I wasn't at all prepared for any of this. I was forced into it. And the one who forced me was your friend, Sangeeta. And secondly, Tanmay won't do anything like that, because he also knows the truth.”


Pihu was even more shocked after hearing me, and said, "Tanmay also knows about your and Sangeeta's actions!!! Yet he didn't say anything!!! He quietly accepted it!!!" I said, "Yes, he accepted it. Or rather, he was forced to accept it. And you'll understand why he had to accept it after you hear everything I have to say." Pihu said, "Tell me. I'm listening." I said, "Tanmay didn't know about it beforehand. He found out later. But by then, Sangeeta had conceived my child. And she didn't want to have an abortion under any circumstances. Then Tanmay talked to me, and I told him the whole truth, and only then did he accept it." Then I paused and continued, "On the night of Ani's wedding night, Tanmay called me. He said that Sangeeta was suddenly having labor pains. I told him to immediately admit her to a hospital. I was in the village for Ani's wedding. I would go back to the city the next morning. You were in Ani's room at that time, so you didn't find out about this. In a way, it was good for me. I left for the city the very next morning. I gave false excuses about office work at home. Sangeeta was supposed to deliver that day. And I was in the hospital all day. That's why I couldn't answer your calls all day, even though I wanted to. Because answering the call would have made you suspicious. And I absolutely didn't want that at that time. That same day, Sangeeta had a Cesarean delivery at the hospital and gave birth to a baby girl. I called you later." Pihu said, "Does that mean you already knew that Sangeeta had given birth to a daughter?" I said, "Yes. But still, I didn't tell you anything. If I had, you would have asked me a thousand questions that I wouldn't have been able to answer. That's why I told Tanmay to call you only after I had gone to my village and to give you the news of the baby's birth himself. He did exactly what I told him to do." Pihu said, "I have to admire your cunning mind, Bijan. You planned and executed everything so cleverly. And you're asking me to believe that Sangeeta made you do all this?" I said, "Yes. That's the truth. If you listen to everything I have to say, you'll understand yourself." Pihu said, "Tell me, Bijan. Today I want to hear everything from you, when and how this whole affair started. And how I didn't even get a slightest hint of it all this time." Then I started telling her everything from the very beginning. (contd.)

[Next Update is on Thursday (09.07.26)  between 11 am to 2 pm]

[Neelkantha]

Pihu only arranged Bijan,Tanmay and Sangeetha to meet and thus cancel Sangeetha's divorce.
Waiting for confession of Bijan.

She had dug her own grave in her own hands. She was the one who met her husband with her best friend and made him sleep with her. So she has to bear the consequences.

[Neelkantha]

Part 161 – The Story Of Bijan’s Dark Deeds, In His Own Words

 

Bijan’s POV- “The foundation of this incident wasn't laid now, but a year and a half ago, when the four of us—you, me, Sangeeta, and her husband Tanmay, went to Shantiniketan (tourist place in West Bengal) to play Holi,” I began narrating my story to my wife, Pihu. I continued speaking, and she listened with a dejected and sorrowful expression. “Believe it or not, the foundation of this whole thing was first laid by your friend Sangeeta before me. You probably remember that during our stay in Shantiniketan, one night the four of us had sex together in the same room. You were on the bed with Tanmay, and I was having sex with Sangeeta on the floor at the same time. While we were having sex, Sangeeta whispered something in my ear, which I didn't understand at all when I first heard it.” Pihu interrupted me here and asked, “What did she say to you?” I said, “I'll tell you. Be patient. Now that I'm telling you all this after so long, I swear to you, I won't hide anything or change anything to suit my own narrative. I will tell you exactly what happened, just as it happened. The rest is up to you, whether you believe me or not.” To this, Pihu replied, “First, let me hear your entire story, then I'll decide whether to believe what you're saying or not.” I said, “It's up to you. But let me tell you this, I swear to God and I swear on your name, everything I'm telling you today is 100% true. And you know I would never swear a false oath on your name. Anyway, back to the story. As I was saying, while we were having sex, your friend Sangeeta whispered in my ear, ‘Bijan, can I ask you a favor?’ I said to her, ‘Of course.’ So she said, ‘If I ever ask you for something, will you give it to me? You won't refuse to give it to me, will you?’ When I heard her, I initially thought she was joking. So I replied, ‘If I have the means to give you that thing, I will definitely give it to you. But yes, don't ask for anything expensive.’ I thought she would joke back in response to my joke. But what she said in reply made me realize she wasn't joking at all. Because in response to what I said, Sangeeta told me, ‘The thing I'll ask you for is something only you can give me. Not even Tanmay.’ This statement of hers bothered me a little. Because she said that there's something that Tanmay can't give her, but I can. So I asked her curiously, ‘What is this thing that I can give you but Tanmay can't?’ Then she softly said, ‘There is something. I'll tell you about it later. Otherwise, Tanmay will hear it now. And I don't want Tanmay to hear this. But you promise me that when the time comes and I ask you for that thing, you won't refuse to give it to me.’ This statement of hers surprised me even more. Because at first, I thought she was joking. But she wasn't joking at all. She was grave serious about it. That's why she wanted me to make a promise. She wanted me to promise so that I wouldn't go back on my word later. At the same time, she didn't want Tanmay to hear or find out about this. This also didn't sit well with me. I felt it wouldn't be right to make a promise without knowing the whole truth. And refusing her at that moment didn't seem right either. So I thought of finding a middle ground, a way to kill two birds with one stone. Meaning, I wouldn't have to refuse her, and I wouldn't have to make a promise either. So, after thinking it over, I said to her, ‘Sangeeta, I've already told you that if I can give you that thing, I will. What's the need for a promise?’ I thought Sangeeta would agree. But she didn't. She said in a firm voice, ‘There is a need, Bijan. If there wasn't, I wouldn't be asking you to make this promise. You have to promise me.’ That's when I realized Sangeeta wasn't going to give up. I decided to make the promise for now and deal with whatever happens later. So, to manage the situation at that moment, I told her, ‘Okay, I promise you today that whenever you ask me for that precious thing, I will give it to you without asking any questions.’ After this, Sangeeta didn't talk to me about it anymore. She just said, ‘That's enough for me. But don't go back on your promise when the time comes, Bijan.’ Saying this, she fell silent. I thought the matter had started and ended right there. But I was mistaken. I had misjudged Sangeeta. After this, we returned from Shantiniketan and got busy with our daily lives. I gradually forgot everything that had happened between us that night. After a few days, I even forgot that I had made any promise to her. But Sangeeta hadn't forgotten it at all. And when the time came, she reminded me of it again.”

“When I'm talking about this time, it had been six or seven months since we returned from Shantiniketan. That is, about a year ago from today.” I started narrating my story to Pihu again. “I remember that day very clearly. I was in the office. It was lunchtime. I was sitting in my cabin having lunch when my phone rang. I thought you were calling me. But when I looked at the phone, I realized my mistake. It wasn't you, but Sangeeta who was calling me. Before that day, I had hardly ever spoken to Sangeeta on the phone. Before that, we had only talked on the phone once or twice at most. She mostly called you and talked to you. And after returning from Shantiniketan, we hadn't even met in person. So, receiving a call from her suddenly after six or seven months felt a little strange at first. I wondered why Sangeeta was suddenly calling me today, especially when I was in the office. At first, I thought she called me because she couldn't reach you on the phone. But she knows I'm in the office at this time. So why did she call at this time? Thinking all this, I answered her call. I said, ‘Hi Sangeeta. How are you? How is Tanmay?’ Sangeeta said, ‘We're fine. How are you both?’ I said, ‘We're fine too. So, you suddenly called me after such a long time, was there something you needed?’ She said, ‘You could say that.’ Then she asked me, ‘Bijan, what time do you get off from work?’ Although her question seemed a little strange to me, I still answered her, ‘Around five or five-thirty in the evening.’ Sangeeta said, ‘Great! Can you meet me sometime after that today? I have something urgent to discuss with you.’ I said, ‘Okay, after work, I'll come to your house before going home.’ Hearing this, she immediately said, ‘No, no, not at my house. My in-laws will be there. And with them around, I won't be able to talk to you freely. And I need to talk to you alone. We can't talk in front of them.  It would be better if we met somewhere else, away from my house? Maybe at a restaurant?’ I said, ‘You tell me where we should meet?’ After thinking for a moment, she suggested a restaurant that was about 20 minutes from my office. She said, ‘You leave your office and go straight to that restaurant. I'll be there.’ I said casually, ‘Okay, I'll reach there by six in the evening. You can bring Tanmay with you.’ As soon as she heard the name Tanmay, Sangeeta said, ‘Tanmay won't be with me. I'll go alone. In fact, he won't even know that I'm meeting you today.  Do me a favor, Bijan, don't tell Pihu anything about this either.’ This struck me as even stranger. I wondered what was really going on in her mind at that moment. She hadn't told her husband anything about our meeting, and she wasn't letting me tell my wife either. I asked, ‘Why?’ Hearing my question, she laughed and said, ‘Don't worry, Bijan, we're not eloping away together. We'll just sit and talk alone. And with Tanmay or Pihu around, we won't be able to talk properly. That's why I don't want to tell either of them about this. Understand?’ I said, ‘Okay. I'll be there by six.’ She said ‘Thanks’ and hung up the call. I started wondering what kind of important matter Sangeeta needed to discuss with me that she was meeting me alone without telling her husband? To be honest, I started to feel suspicious of her words and actions. I thought about calling Tanmay or you once. But then I thought maybe it was some secret matter that she needed to discuss only with me. And what harm could come from meeting her alone just once? So, I decided to meet her alone." Saying this, I fell silent.


Until now, Pihu had been listening to my story without interrupting or saying a single word. My throat had become dry from talking for so long. I got up from the sofa and went to the kitchen. I poured myself a glass of water and drank it. Then I came back and sat down on the sofa. As soon as I sat down, Pihu asked, “So you met her alone that day, right? So what did she tell you?” I started again, “Yes, I went to meet her at that restaurant after my work that day. It was already six o'clock by the time I got there. It was dark all around. I went inside the restaurant and looked around, but Sangeeta hadn't arrived yet. I sat down at a table and asked the waiter to bring me some tea and snacks. While I was drinking my tea, Sangeeta arrived. As she had said, she came alone. I ordered tea and snacks for her too. After the tea arrived, she quietly started drinking it. Until then, she had only talked to me about ordinary things. She hadn't yet told me the real reason for her coming. But looking at her, I felt that she was worried or anxious about something. Her anxiety was clearly visible on her face. I wondered if something had happened between her and Tanmay again? So I asked her directly, ‘Sangeeta, tell me, has something happened between you and Tanmay again?’ Hearing my question, she was clearly startled. She looked at me once and then composed herself. And then, becoming normal again, she said, ‘Why do you think something has happened between us again?’ I said in a calm voice, ‘Because I've been noticing you since you arrived, Sangeeta. You are visibly anxious about something. And I think you've come to discuss that with me. Perhaps this matter is related to Tanmay, that's why you haven't brought him with you. And the matter is so serious that you can't even discuss it with Pihu, which is why you forbade me from telling her, right?’ Hearing me, she said in praising voice, ‘Wow Bijan!!! You have got hawk's eye, you've hit the nail on the head. I'm really worried about something. And it's all about Tanmay.’ Then she took something out of her bag and handed it to me. I saw it was an envelope. I asked her, ‘What is this?’ She said, ‘See for yourself, you'll understand.’ I took the envelope from her hand and saw it was a lab test report. I opened it. Tanmay's name was written on it. Reading the report, I felt strange, and now everything became clear to me, and I also understood the real reason for Sangeeta's anxiety.” Just then, Pihu interrupted me and asked, “What was in that report that made Sangeeta so anxious? Did Tanmay have some disease? Like cancer?” I said calmly, “Yes and no.” My answer confused Pihu more, “What does that mean??” I said, “He did have a disease, but not cancer. He had oligospermia.” Hearing this word, Pihu was even more surprised, she said, “What kind of disease is this? I've never heard this name before.” I said, “I hadn't heard it before that day either. Oligospermia is the name of a specific disease in men. It's commonly known as low sperm count. Its medical term is oligospermia or oligozoospermia.” Pihu said, “Okay. But what kind of disease is it?” I said, "The name itself suggests it's about sperm. And that lab test report was Tanmay's semen test report. And it stated that he had severe oligospermia. That is, the sperm count in his semen was very low.  Normally, men have more than 15 million sperm per milliliter of semen. But if it's less than that, it's called low sperm count or oligospermia. In simple terms, the amount of sperm in that man's semen is very low. And where there should be at least 15 million, Tanmay's sperm count was around 5 million only. This clearly meant that he had severe oligospermia. After seeing this lab test report, I understood the whole situation. I asked Sangeeta, 'What is this?' She said, 'What you're seeing.' I said, 'How is this possible? He's a strong, healthy man. How can he have this condition?' She said, 'It's possible. According to the doctor, if a man continuously takes a certain type of steroid called anabolic steroids for a long time, he can develop this condition. I don't know for sure, but since Tanmay works in a gym and is a fitness freak, he might be taking these steroids. This might be the reason why he developed this particular disease.' I said, 'No, this can't be true. This report must be fake. Get the test done again.' Sangeeta said, 'This is the second report, not the first. The first time I secretly got his semen tested was six months ago, and the report was the same. I secretly got his semen tested again a week ago, and today the same report has come again. And I'm absolutely sure that what is written in this report is true.'”


“Now I said to Sangeeta, ‘How can you say this with such certainty?’ She said, ‘Because I'm a woman, Bijan. And we women are the first to know about our husbands' illnesses. We've been trying for a baby for the past year, but it hasn't worked out. That's why I had the test done, and the results are right in front of you. And that's why I haven't been able to conceive until now.’ Then she said, ‘Do you remember, Bijan, what I said in Shantiniketan?’ I honestly didn't remember. Only after she reminded me did I recall, and I said, ‘Yes, you were asking me for something.’ She said, ‘And you also promised me you would give it to me. You haven't forgotten, have you?’ I didn't like what she said. There was a hint in her words, as if she wanted to tell me something. I said, ‘So?’ She said, ‘So, the time has come for you to give me that thing, Bijan.’ She said this to me in such a calm voice that at first I thought she was playing a prank on me. I said, ‘You're joking, aren't you?’ She said, ‘Not at all. I don't know about you, but I'm damn serious about this.’ I said, ‘So that means you knew about Tanmay's illness even before going to Shantiniketan?’ Sangeeta said, ‘Yes. Because a few days before going to Shantiniketan, I secretly had Tanmay's semen tested in a lab. And when I saw the results, the ground seemed to slip from under my feet.’ I said, ‘And that's why you talked to me about that. Right?’ Sangeeta said, ‘Yes. But even then, I still had some doubts. And I thought I would be sure only after getting the test done again. And look, the result is the same as last time. And now I have no hesitation whatsoever.’ I said, ‘But what kind of help are you asking from me regarding this?’ She said, ‘The same thing you promised me. Nothing more.’ I immediately shook my head and said, ‘No. I can't do this. It's impossible for me to do this.’ Sangeeta asked, ‘And why?’ I said, ‘You know the reason, Sangeeta. I can't betray my wife, Pihu, like this.’ So she said, ‘Who said you're betraying Pihu?’ I said, ‘If this isn't betrayal, then what is? You're asking me to do something that would be a betrayal of Pihu. Just think, what will happen to Pihu when she finds out about this?’ Now Sangeeta held both my hands and said, ‘Bijan, now just think about what I'm going through. We can think about Pihu later.’ I said, ‘Why don't you talk to Tanmay directly about this matter? Explain the situation to him.’ Sangeeta said, ‘You don't know Tanmay well. There's no other man in this world as egoistic as him. First of all, he won't accept this report at all. He'll say that I had this fake report prepared to humiliate him. And secondly, as soon as he finds out that I secretly had his semen tested in a lab without telling him, he'll be furious. To be honest, I don't want to tell him anything about this right now. I'll tell him when I conceive.’ I told her, ‘Then use IVF. You can become a mother with that too.’ Sangeeta said, ‘I'll become a mother, but I won't know whose child it is. And I don’t want to be the mother of just any random man’s child, Bijan.’ Saying this, she took my hands in hers again and said, ‘Bijan, you and Pihu helped me before. That time it was about my relationship with Tanmay. But this situation is even more serious. I want to become a mother. And Tanmay can’t help me with this under any circumstances. Yes, his treatment is possible. But firstly, that treatment will be expensive, and it will also take time. And I don’t even know if Tanmay will get the treatment or not. So, considering everything, you are the only one who can help me. And you are the only one I can trust and rely on completely. Not just because you are my best friend Pihu’s husband, but because I know you love me as much as Pihu does. And you will definitely help me. Won’t you, Bijan?’ To be honest, at that time Sangeeta’s words had put me in a clear dilemma. I didn’t know what to say to her, or what to do. My heart and brain were completely divided. My heart was telling me to help that poor girl, after all, no one would find out about this for now. We’ll see about the future later. But my brain was screaming at me, telling me not to make this silly mistake under any circumstances. If Pihu even gets a slightest hint of this, she will be completely shattered. She will think that I have betrayed her with her friend. And look, you are thinking exactly that today. And I’m not blaming you for it. It’s perfectly justified and natural for you to think that way. If I were in your place, I would think the same.”


Pihu asked, "Then what did you say to Sangeeta?" I started again, “I didn't understand anything at that moment, what to say to Sangeeta.  Still, I took one last chance and said to her, ‘But Sangeeta, Pihu and I have also been trying for a child for the last three years. And just like you, Pihu hasn't been able to conceive yet. So maybe I also have some kind of illness like Tanmay, because of which Pihu hasn't been able to become a mother yet. How can you be so sure that I can make you a mother? If that were the case, Pihu would have already become the mother of my child, wouldn't she?’ After hearing me, Sangeeta said, ‘I have also thought about this. And I have a solution for it as well. Why don't you try with me once? This will also test you. If I become the mother of your child, then obviously there is no problem with you. Then you can get Pihu tested and treated. And if, God forbid, I don't conceive with you either, then you can get your semen tested. That will clear everything up.’ I didn't particularly like what Sangeeta said. I felt that she was trying to simplify the matter. Later, this matter would definitely become complicated. And it would definitely create a rift between you and me. That's why, to postpone the matter for the time being, I said to Sangeeta, ‘Look, Sangeeta, I can't make such a big decision sitting here like this. Give me some time to think.’ Sangeeta said, ‘Okay, take tonight. We will meet again at the same time and place tomorrow. And you can tell me your decision. But before making this decision, know one thing, my life depends on your decision, Bijan.’ I said, ‘Meaning?’ She said, ‘If you agree to my suggestion, then fine, otherwise I will have to take some drastic step. So think about it.’ After hearing her, my heart started pounding. I said to her, ‘What kind of childish talk is this? You're pressurizing by saying this to me. You're emotionally blackmailing me, Sangeeta.’ She said. ‘You can think whatever you want. But know this, my life depends on your decision.’ Then she said, ‘I'm leaving now. We'll definitely meet here tomorrow. And if you don't come here at the same time tomorrow, I'll understand that you didn't listen to me. And then you'll see my dead face.’ Saying this, she got up and left without giving me a chance to say anything. Her last words were spoken in a threatening tone. And hearing those words, I was truly scared. And with that fear, I came home. Two things were running through my mind then. One, what would I say to Sangeeta tomorrow? And secondly, how would I be able to explain all this to you? You would blame me only. And most importantly, even if I agree to her demands, how will I be able to meet her while you're around? All these thoughts were running through my mind. But you made my difficulties easier, Pihu." Hearing this, Pihu was surprised and said, "Me!! How?" I said, "Remember, that same day you told me at night that you would go to my sister's house for Raju's final exams and stay there for a month. Remember?" Pihu said, "Yes, I remember. Now I recall that you were thinking about something related to that. Right? You were going to tell me something, but you didn't tell me later. You put it off with some excuse. So, was that it? Was it about Sangeeta?" I said, “You're right. I wanted to tell you about her, but I couldn't. And I was really thinking about something. And I was thinking that maybe God also wants me to help Sangeeta. That's why you yourself were going to my sister's house for a month. And during that month, the opportunity arose for me to get Sangeeta pregnant. I started to feel that there was indeed some logic to what Sangeeta was saying. If I get her pregnant, it will prove that there's nothing wrong with me. Then I'll be able to get your tests and treatment done accordingly. All these thoughts were swirling in my mind that night. I couldn't sleep. But the next morning, I had made my decision. And with that decision, I went back to the same restaurant. Sangeeta was already there before me. And she was really happy to see me. She said, 'I knew, Bijan, that you would definitely come. Now tell me, what decision have you made?' I said, 'What other decision could I have made? Did you leave me any other option?' Hearing this, she became even happier and said, 'That means you agree.' I said, 'I had to. But no one should know about this yet.' She happily hugged me and said, 'Thank you, Bijan. You don't know how much of a burden you've lifted from my heart by agreeing. I'm so, so happy.' I said to her, 'Wait a minute, I'm not finished yet. Listen to me first.' She said, 'Tell me.' I said, 'There's still a problem in all of this.' So Sangeeta asked, 'What? What kind of problem?' And then I told her about the problem.” (Contd.)

 

[*The medical terms mentioned in this part and all related information (their causes, symptoms, treatments, and other facts) have been collected from the internet and have not been verified by the author. They have been used solely for the purpose of the story. The author makes no definitive medical claims regarding this disease or any related facts. Readers are requested to view this information purely for entertainment purposes. ~ Neelkantha]

 

[Next Update is on Saturday (11.07.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[Neelkantha]

This is not a betrayal. Pihu never obstruct Bijan from having intercoarse
with anybody. My thinking is Sangeetha and Bijan may consult Pihu
before their trial for child. Anyway waiting for Saturday........

Absolutely agreed bro. I too think they should atleast once consult with Pihu before taking this step. I think Pihu is hurt not for that Bijan has slept with Sangeeta or impregnate her, but for that even Bijan, whom she loves and trusts the most didn't tell anything about this. So sad.

[Neelkantha]

In that point of view Pihu also enjoyed in village with Pratap and Uncle.
So there is no such feeling for Pihu. But she is worried about prgnancy
in that point she can't help Bijan to get father. So she feel bad

Yeah you're right again. Bijan should have told her about his antics with Sangeeta. I feel pity for Pihu.

[Neelkantha]

Part 162 – Sangeeta's Preparations For Her Pregnancy

 

Bijan’s POV- Pihu asked me, “Which problem are you talking about?” I said, “Sangeeta asked me the same question that day, the one you just asked.” Pihu asked, “So what did you answer?” I started telling my wife Pihu again about my misdeeds, “I told Sangeeta, ‘The problem is, that we both, together... I mean... all that... I mean...’ Now Sangeeta stopped me, laughing, and said, ‘Bijan, you're talking as if you've never had sex with me before. Have you forgotten that you've had sex with me once in front of your wife, once in front of my husband, and once when we were alone. Haven’t we? And today you can't even say the word 'sex'?’ I said, ‘Leave my words aside and listen about the problem.’ She laughed again and said, ‘If you tell me clearly without stammering or hesitating, then I will definitely listen.’ I said, ‘Stop joking, and listen, what I mean is, where will we meet? Where will we have sex?’ Hearing me, Sangeeta said, ‘Why, you just told me that Pihu is going to your sister's house. And she will stay there for a month. So what's the problem with your house?’ I said, ‘The problem is, where is the guarantee that you will get pregnant in just one act of sex? We will have to keep trying repeatedly. For a month. And for this one month, will you come to my house from your house every night to have sex with me? Or will you just move into my house for a month?’ Sangeeta laughed again and said, ‘Well, the idea isn't so bad. I have no objection to staying at your house for a month and having sex with you pretending to be your wife.’ Now I said angrily, ‘If you're in the mood for jokes, then let's drop this topic. And I’m leaving from here,’ I said, and got up. Sangeeta immediately grabbed my hand and made me sit down again, saying, ‘Oh, sit down, sit down. It’s not right to leave in such anger. I’ve thought about this too. I can’t go and stay at your house or anyone else’s for a month like this. Tanmay or my in-laws will get suspicious.’ I said, ‘That’s what I was trying to say. So what will we do?’ Sangeeta said, ‘I have a solution for that too.’ I asked, ‘What?’ She said, ‘I’ll tell you. You probably know that after my parents passed away when I was a child, my uncle and aunt raised me. And they also arranged my marriage.’ I said, ‘So?’ Sangeeta said, ‘So, my uncle and aunt also have a daughter. And she’s married into a wealthy family. Her husband is in the military and comes home only once or twice a year. And my cousin’s in-laws have also passed away. And she recently had a baby. It’s been four months since her delivery. And her husband has to go back to his military camp. And in this situation, there’s no one to take care of her. And my uncle and aunt aren’t healthy enough to go and stay with my cousin and take care of her and her newborn son. So my aunt told me that it would be good if I could go and stay with my cousin for at least a month and take care of her and her newborn son. And this is our opportunity.’ I asked, ‘How?’ Sangeeta said, ‘Like this: I’ll tell Tanmay and my in-laws that I’m going to my cousin’s house to stay for the next month. And you can come there and have sex with me. This way, we’ll kill two birds with one stone. Understand?’”

“I said, ‘Now I understand. But there's still one problem.’ Sangeeta said, ‘Ugh... what now? What's the problem?’ I said, ‘The biggest problem? Your sister herself.’ Sangeeta said, ‘What about her?’ I said, ‘How can I go to her house and have sex with you, especially every day for a month, with her around?’ Sangeeta said, ‘Don't worry about her. I'll handle it. My sister is my responsibility. So, it's settled. I'll tell Tanmay tomorrow to drop me off at my sister's house. You drop Pihu off at your sister's house too. Then we'll have a blast together.’ I said, ‘Everything's fine. But doing all this without telling Pihu doesn't feel right to me. What if I tell her? She'll happily agree.’ Sangeeta said, ‘Bijan, you're a man, so you're looking at this matter from a man's perspective. Pihu is a woman. Your wife. And a wife can share everything, her house, her clothes, her jewelry, everything. But there's one thing she can't share with anyone, and that's her husband. If Pihu finds out that you're doing all this to get me pregnant, she'll never accept it. She'll feel like I'm trying to steal her husband. That I'm taking her husband away from her. And as a woman, as a wife, she will never tolerate this. No matter how good a friend I am to her. She will never be ready to share her husband with me. And that's why we have to do whatever we do without telling her.’ I said, ‘But one day or another, she'll definitely find out the truth about us. And think about how she'll react when that day comes. She'll think I manipulated you into doing all this. She'll never believe that it wasn't me who influenced you, but rather you who influenced me. Think about it, how will we both look her in the eye after she finds out the truth? What will you tell your best friend?' Sangeeta said, 'I'll fall at Pihu's feet and beg her forgiveness for this. And don't worry, I'll tell her the whole truth myself. You don't need to worry about her. I'll do whatever you ask me to do to ensure there are no problems between you two.' I said, 'But what about Tanmay? When he finds out the truth, what will you tell him? How will you explain it to him?' Sangeeta said, 'There's no need to explain anything to him. He's the real root cause of all this mess. If he comes to say anything to me, I'll show him his lab test report. I have it with me. And even if I get caught, I'll admit the truth. And I'll show his parents the report too. At most, what will he do? He'll divorce me. He'll throw me and my child out of his house. And then he'll marry someone else. Let him. But how will he become a father? That won't be in his control. For the sake of his lineage, he'll have to accept me and my child. I'm taking this step only to continue his family line. And if I don't do this, I'll never be able to become a mother. And people will talk all sorts of things. And our society doesn't see the fault of men in these matters. Everyone will think that I am infertile. That I can't give birth to his child. So why should I suffer the consequences of his mistake for my entire life?' I said, 'That's all well and good, but why did you choose me for this? Aren't there any other men in this world besides me?' Then she said, 'Of course there are. But I don't want to involve anyone else in this matter. Look, Bijan, you know everything about my past. I don't want to repeat the same mistake once I made with my boyfriend. And besides my boyfriend, you're the only other person I've ever had sex with besides my husband. I've never had sex with anyone else besides the two of you, and I never will. And the sex I had with you happened unexpectedly, and that too because of Pihu. Then I had sex with you with my husband's permission. So, you're the only one I can have sex with openly, without any guilt. And if I become the mother of your child, I won't have any objection; in fact, I'll be happy. Now don't think about this too much, Bijan. We'll think about the future later. Let's do what we need to do now.’ I said, ‘Okay, I'll drop Pihu off at my sister's house today. You go to your sister's house too. Then call me. I'll come to your cousin sister's house.’ After everything was decided, I returned home. And that same day, I dropped you off at my sister's house.’’


After saying this, I stopped. As soon as I stopped, Pihu asked me, "Why did you stop? Tell me what happened next?" I said, "I'll tell you. My throat is dry from talking so much. If I could have some tea, I'll tell you the rest of the story while we drink it." Hearing this, Pihu said, "Okay. You sit down, I'll make tea for both of us. Then I'll listen to the rest of your story while we drink tea." Saying this, she got up from the sofa. I thought she wasn't angry with me anymore. So I said, "Thanks, darling." Hearing me, Pihu, who was walking towards the kitchen, stopped. Then she turned around, looked directly into my eyes, and said in a somber voice, "Bijan, don't even dare to think that my anger towards you has lessened. Or that my heart has melted because of your sweet talk. Or that I have forgiven you. I'm doing all this for my own sake only. Because first, I need to know everything from your mouth, in detail. Understand one thing clearly and engrave it in your mind that you haven't made a small mistake this time. What you did is dishonesty, betrayal, and deception towards me. And you won't get forgiveness for this betrayal so easily from me. You will have to face the consequences. Be prepared for that too. Then I'll show you what kind of person I am. Wait, I'll go and make tea. Then I'll listen to the rest of the story." Saying this, she went back into the kitchen, her footsteps echoing, to make tea for both of us. I honestly thought that, like always, I would be able to manage her this time too. But her stern demeanor and tone of voice made me realize that it wouldn't be so easy this time. This time she was truly furious and angry with me. And her anger wouldn't subside so quickly. And I didn't know what I would have to do to appease her. How much I would have to grovel before her anger would cool down. I was sitting on the sofa, contemplating all this in my mind, when Pihu came back a little later with tea for both of us. There were snacks too. She gave me a cup and took one for herself. Then, taking a sip of her tea, she said to me, "Okay, now start telling me your story again. What happened next? Yes, I want to know everything in detail. Don't hide or leave anything out. Whatever happened, exactly as it happened. Tell me everything in detail." I took a sip from my cup and said, "Okay. So listen." I started telling her the story of me and Sangeeta again, and Pihu, while sipping her tea, listened intently to every word I said. I began, "The day I dropped you off at my sister's house, the very next day I received a call from Sangeeta. I answered her call and said, 'Yes, Sangeeta, tell me.' She said, 'Bijan, today Tanmay will drop me off at my sister's house this afternoon. I've sent you my sister's address on your phone. Listen, my sister's house isn't in this city. It's outside the city. I checked on the phone; it will take about an hour to travel to and from your office to my sister's house. Do one thing, take a bag with your clothes for a month and other necessary things with you when you leave the office. From today onwards, for a month, you will go to your office from my sister's house, not from your own home. Understood?' I said, 'Okay. Today I’ll go straight from my office to your sister’s house.’ She said, ‘Okay,’ and hung up the call. Before leaving the office, I packed my clothes and other necessary items for a month in a bag, locked our house, and left for the office. From the office, I drove towards the address Sangeeta had given me. She was right; it took me an hour to get there. The place wasn't exactly a city, nor was it a village. It seemed to be somewhere in between. Anyway, I reached the address and saw that it was a two-story concrete house. I parked my car in front of the house, got out, and stood in front of the door with my bag. I knocked on the door. The first time I knocked, no one opened the door. I knocked again, and this time, within five seconds, the door opened. I thought Sangeeta would open the door, but I saw that it wasn't Sangeeta who opened the door for me, but another girl. This girl was married, because she had vermilion on her forehead. And she was at least three years younger than Sangeeta, around her 30s. I understood that this was Sangeeta's cousin sister, and this was her house. After opening the door, she looked at me and then said, ‘Yes, who are you?’ Now, I didn't know what to answer to this question. I'm neither Sangeeta's husband, nor her relative, nor her friend. So how could I explain to this girl who I am? I couldn't tell her that I had come to impregnate her cousin. So what should I say to her? The girl was looking at me after asking her question, probably waiting for my answer. So, I hesitantly said to her, ‘My name is Bijan. Sangeeta probably said something about me...’ Before I could finish my sentence, the girl happily interrupted, ‘Oh, so you're Bijan dada (elder brother), the one Sangeeta didi (elder sister) was talking about? Why are you standing outside? Come on in!’ Saying this, she invited me inside her house.”


“Then she took my bag from my hand, held my hand, and led me inside. The girl was very nice. She seemed very cheerful and open-hearted. I wondered what Sangeeta had told her about me. Anyway, this wasn't the time to think about all that. The girl led me further inside and made me sit on the sofa. She said, ‘Dada, please sit here. I'll get some water for you.’ I said to her, ‘Sangeeta...’ She said, ‘Didi is upstairs. She's putting my son to sleep. You sit down, drink some water, and I'll go and call her.’ Saying this, the girl went to get water for me. A little while later, she brought a glass of water. I drank the water and returned the glass to her. Taking the glass from my hand, she said, ‘Dada, your and didi's room is upstairs, right next to my room. And the bathroom is downstairs. I'll put your things in your room. You go, freshen up in the bathroom. I'll make some tea, and then the three of us can sit and talk while drinking tea. You, me, and didi.’ She was talking to me as if she wasn't meeting me for the first time, but as if she had known me for ages. She had arranged a single room for me and Sangeeta. This meant she also knew why I was here. And understanding this, I felt really embarrassed. I said to her, ‘Listen, what's your name?’ Sangeeta had told me about her sister, but I didn't know her name. So she said, ‘Oh, I haven't even told you my name yet! How silly of me! I know your name, and you don't know mine. Anyway, my name is Kavita. Everyone at home calls me by my name. You should also call me by my name. And yes, one more thing, I will call you Dada.’ I said, ‘Okay.’ Then Kavita gestured in one direction and said, ‘The bathroom is that way. You go ahead. I've already laid out a towel and everything for you.’ Then, looking at me from head to toe, she said, ‘Your build isn't like my husband's. So his clothes won't fit you. You brought your own clothes, right?’ I said, ‘Yes, yes, my clothes are in my bag.’ Kavita said, ‘Okay, then you go to the bathroom. I'll give you your clothes. I also need to make tea.’ Saying this, she left. Kavita is a really nice girl. Yes, she might talk a bit too much, but she has a good heart. A little later, she gave me my clothes and said, ‘Go, freshen up. I'll make the tea in the meantime. Then we'll sit and chat.’ Saying this, she went back to the kitchen, and I took my clothes and went to the bathroom to freshen up. To be honest, the hesitation I felt when I came here, after meeting this girl and talking to her, all that hesitation disappeared from my mind. This girl had won me over in an instant. And she had dispelled all my hesitation and awkwardness in a single moment.”


Now Pihu interrupted me and said, "Yes, yes, I understand that the girl named Kavita is quite nice, and you liked her. Now stop chanting her name and tell me the real story." I started telling her my story again, “After freshening up, I came out of the bathroom and saw that Sangeeta had put Kavita's son to sleep and come downstairs. And she was waiting for me. She was very happy to see me. But to be honest, I wasn't feeling right about all this. It all felt strange to me. Living in someone else's house like a husband and wife for a month. Behaving according to her wishes. Having sex like a married couple every night, I wasn't comfortable with all of this. Anyway, since I'm already here, and I've agreed to help Sangeeta, there's no point in thinking about all this now. What's done is done. Sangeeta came forward when she saw me and said, ‘Come on, the tea is ready. Let's sit down and have some tea.’ I said to her, ‘Wait, first tell me one thing.’ She looked at me with questioning eyes and asked, ‘What?’ I said, ‘What have you told your sister?’ She said, ‘About what?’ I said, ‘About what else, about me. About the reason for me being here.’ Sangeeta looked at me and said in a calm voice, ‘Everything.’ I said, ‘For example?’ She said, ‘Everything means everything, Bijan.’ I said, ‘That's what I'm asking you, what does everything mean? What all have you told her about me? Who I am, what I am to you, why I'm here, how many days I'll be staying here like this, and so on so forth.’ Before Sangeeta could say anything, I heard Kavita's voice from behind me, ‘Didi has told me everything about you, Dada. Don't worry.’ I turned around in surprise and looked at her. I saw that she was smiling at me. Her smile held a little shyness along with a lot of mischief. As if she knew the reason for me being here, and yet she was teasing me. I then turned back to look at Sangeeta. She was smiling too, just like her sister, looking at me. Then she said, ‘Bijan, don't be so confused. Come on, let's sit down and have some tea first. I'll explain everything to you while we're having tea.’ Then the three of us sat down and started drinking tea. Sangeeta and her sister sat next to each other, and I sat opposite them. First, Kavita spoke, ‘Look, dada, I know everything about who you are and why you're here. Everything. My didi had already told me that she and you would be coming here and staying for a month. And my didi had also told me the real reason for your coming here. And to be honest, I don't have any problem with it. In fact, I'm happy that my didi has made the biggest decision of her life correctly.’ I looked at Sangeeta with surprised eyes. This meant my suspicion was correct. Sangeeta had indeed told her sister the real reason for my coming here. Sangeeta laughed again and said, ‘Don't be so surprised, Bijan. And don't think my sister is so naive. She was also an player in her time. You know, when I was in college and used to sneak out to meet my boyfriend, I would always tell her. She knew everything about me. She saved me from getting beaten by my uncle and aunt so many times. We are not just sisters, but best friends who know each other's every secret. I haven't hidden anything from her till today. She knows everything. How I met my boyfriend again after marriage. How he blackmailed me. How I was forced to have sex with him. How Tanmay was going to divorce me. How I suddenly met Pihu and you. How Pihu and you helped me. Everything. And now this too.’ Then she said, ‘Look, Bijan, I came here intentionally. Because I have complete faith in my sister, and I know that god’s forbid even if something goes wrong during this time, she'll handle everything. Now you relax a little too. And there's no reason to be afraid of Kavita or feel shy around her. She's a carefree girl, just like me.' What more could I say after that? I remained silent. Then the three of us talked while having tea. Later, we had dinner together. After dinner, Kavita said to Sangeeta in teasing voice in front of me, Didi, you go. I'll take care of the rest of the work and then go to sleep. How much longer will dada wait for you? Right, dada?' She asked the last part looking at me. I laughed at what she said. Sangeeta felt a little embarrassed by her sister's comment in front of me. She said to her sister, 'You're going to get a beating from me now, I'm telling you.' Kavita said, 'Yes, yes, now that dada is here, what's my purpose? I'll just be a third wheel now. That's why they say this world is full of dishonest people. I'd only heard it until now, but today I've seen it too.' Sangeeta said, 'Now you're really going to get a beating from me.' Saying this, both of them started laughing. And I joined in too. Kavita said, 'Now you go. I'll do all the work.' Without saying anything else, Sangeeta looked at me once and then went upstairs. I followed her. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Tuesday (14.07.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[Neelkantha]

Wow, Bijan will enjoy Kavitha also.
She is also ready to share her.
Nice going. Thank you.

Thanks buddy. Let's see what happens next.

[Neelkantha]

Part 163 – Bijan And Sangeeta's Fucking Session

 

Bijan’s POV- “Sangeeta had told me earlier that Kavita was married into a wealthy family. And seeing her house, I felt the same way,” I continued narrating my story to my wife, Pihu. She listened silently, without saying a single word. “Looking at her house, I could tell how wealthy she was. Her house was filled with expensive furniture. On the upper floor, there were two adjacent rooms, one where she lived with her son, and the other she had arranged for me and Sangeeta. Both rooms were next to each other. This room was also nicely decorated and filled with large, expensive furniture. A big king sized bed, a dressing table with a mirror, a chair, and so on. When I entered the room, I saw Sangeeta standing in front of the mirror, combing her hair. I came inside, closed the door, and locked it from the inside. Although, besides the two of us, only Kavita was present in the house at that time. And neither I nor Sangeeta had any fear or shame regarding Kavita. Still, I deliberately locked the door so that no one could disturb us. To be honest, by then I was quite aroused. And only one thought was running through my mind: that for the next month, I would be able to have sex with Sangeeta whenever and however I wanted. And I wouldn't get this opportunity again and again. Neither you (Pihu) nor Tanmay were here right now. So, Sangeeta and I could have sex freely without any hesitation or restrictions. And this thought was making me even more aroused. I started feeling a stir in my pants. A bulge was clearly visible in my pants.” I stopped speaking. By now, Pihu and I were sitting next to each other on the sofa in our apartment's drawing room, having this conversation. But my story must have started to excite Pihu too, because I noticed she turned to face me and started listening intently. She was sitting with her legs crossed, which caused her saree to ride up to her knees, revealing her legs from the knees down. But Pihu didn't seem to notice this; her entire attention was focused only on the story I was telling her. So, as soon as I paused in my narration, she immediately said, "Why did you stop? Keep going!" I glanced at her, smiled, and then continued telling my story, "As I entered the room and locked the door, Sangeeta turned around at the sound of my footsteps and looked at me. And she smiled. Her smile held an equal mix of shyness and happiness. This meant she was happy to have sex with me, but she was also feeling shy about it. Seeing me enter the room, she stopped combing her hair and came and stood near me. But I was still standing near the door. Seeing me standing there, she looked at me, smiled again, and said, 'Are you going to stand there? Aren't you going to come to me?' I went and stood next to her. She said again, 'Bijan, will you get me something?' I asked, 'What?' She stepped closer, put her arms around my neck, and said in a very sweet way, 'A baby? Will you get me one? Here?' Saying this, she pointed to her belly. I said, 'I'll try.' She then gently touched my cock through my pants and said, 'Looking at this, it seems you will definitely succeed in this attempt, Bijan.' Feeling the touch of her soft hands on my erect cock, I was completely shaken. It felt like an electric current was running through my entire body. And I felt the strain in my pants. Sangeeta kept looking into my eyes and smiled shyly. That was enough for me at that moment.

I understood Sangeeta's signal, and I held her in my arms right there. Her soft body trembled slightly in my embrace. I lowered my face and brought it close to hers. Now there was very little space left between our faces. Sangeeta was staring intently into my eyes. In her eyes at that moment, I saw neither lust nor desire. I only saw immense love for me. I lowered my face even more. Now my lips were directly above Sangeeta's lips. The warm breaths of each of us mingled on the other's face. Sangeeta also understood that the moment she had been waiting for so long had finally arrived. But still, she tried to push me away, saying, "Hey, listen..." But she didn't succeed. Because neither did I move from my place, nor did I release her from my arms. I now moved my lips forward and placed them on her soft, trembling lips. And in a single moment, our lips joined together as if they had been separated for ages and had finally found a chance to meet. We started kissing each other. But we both kept our lips in one place. Neither I moved my lips, nor did she. We were simply holding each other's lips and kissing. We weren't in any hurry while kissing. I had my hand around her waist, holding her. And she had her hands around my neck. We both stood in the middle of the room, kissing each other. I now took out my tongue and began to move it over Sangeeta's lips. I moved my tongue over her lips, licking them. I was already aroused, but my actions started to arouse Sangeeta as well. I began kissing and sucking on her lips. She was responding to my kisses perfectly. Just as I was sucking on her lips, she was sucking on mine. At that moment, we forgot the world and were completely lost in each other.” After saying this, I stopped again. Or rather, I had to stop. Because I saw that Pihu had pulled her saree up to her thighs. And her two fair, fleshy, hairless thighs were exposed, and she was slowly running her hands over them. This meant that no matter how angry she was with me, my story was arousing her too. And to be honest, that was exactly my intention at that time.


Because I knew my wife's nature very well. She's so horny that after hearing my story, she wouldn't be able to control herself under any circumstances. And she would definitely get turned on. And my guess was right. My story had already started to turn her on. Because of this, she started caressing her thighs with her hand while sitting right in front of me. By then, she was completely engrossed in my story. Getting out of it was going to be not only difficult but also impossible for her. And that's exactly what happened. I stopped narrating my story and smiled, looking at her thighs. Pihu had caught on to my actions. And she also understood that I had caught her caressing her thighs. And as soon as she realized this, she became shy. Because she didn't want to appear weak in front of me today under any circumstances. But my story had made her quite weak from the inside. She understood this at that very moment. She then said to me in a serious voice, "Why are you stopping repeatedly while telling your story, Bijan? Don't stop, keep telling me about your dark deeds. I want to hear and know about your deeds in detail." I looked at her exposed thighs and said with a mischievous smile, "Will you just listen to my story or will you enjoy it too, darling?" In response to my question, she again said in a serious voice, "Leave that to me. I only will decide that. You just keep telling me your story." I said, "Okay. As you wish. But if you want, you can take off your saree and sit comfortably and listen to my story. And if you want, you can enjoy it too." She didn't answer me. She just got up from the sofa and started taking off her saree. First, she removed the lapel of her saree from her chest. As soon as the lapel was removed, her boobs, which were bound by her blouse, started to show. Seeing her large boobs, I felt a stir in my pants, just like I did that day when I saw Sangeeta. I wanted to take my wife in my arms and start kissing her. But against my will, I had to restrain myself somehow. Because I know very well that Pihu is still angry with me. My story has only aroused her, that's why she's obeying me and taking off her saree. But if I try to do anything with her right now, she'll get angry with me again. It's better if I don't do anything for now. Because I know my wife very well, after hearing the rest of the story, she will definitely get completely aroused, and I will have to satisfy her. I'm just waiting for the moment when she becomes completely vulnerable. I had only asked Pihu to take off her saree, but I saw that she didn't just take off her saree. She had taken off her blouse and petticoat along with her saree. Now she was standing in front of me wearing only her bra and panties. Leaving her saree, blouse, and petticoat on the drawing-room floor, she came and sat next to me on the sofa again, still in her bra and panties. And then she comfortably sat with her legs bent at the knees and said to me, "There, I've taken off all my clothes. Now start your story again." I smiled and said, "Where have you taken off all your clothes? You're still in your bra and panties." Then Pihu said, "This will be enough for you. Don't expect anything more. Now start telling your story again." I saw that she had started caressing her thighs again. Seeing her do that, I smiled again and continued with my story.


“Sangeeta and I had been kissing for quite some time. Now Sangeeta opened her mouth, inviting my tongue inside. I inserted my tongue into her mouth and started sucking on her lips. We were both completely lost in each other. I held her waist, and she held my neck. My hand was now moving from her waist all over her body. First, I caressed her bare back with my hands. Then I explored her buttocks with my hands. Then I placed my hand on Sangeeta's chest and started pressing her boobs through the blouse. A muffled "Ungg..." sound escaped Sangeeta's lips, as her mouth was still locked with mine. I was moving my tongue inside her mouth, playing with her tongue, while simultaneously moving my hand all over her body. And every now and then, I would squeeze her boobs. All these actions of mine had made Sangeeta quite aroused. Now she too started playing with my tongue and placed her hand on my cock. Sangeeta touched my erect cock through my pants and started caressing it with her hand. My cock was already throbbing inside my pants. Now, with her touch, its condition worsened even more. I felt like my cock would burst out of my pants at any moment. Sangeeta probably understood this too, just by touching my cock. Because now she grabbed my cock through my pants and started stroking it slowly. The excitement was so intense that I felt like I would ejaculate right there and then. I somehow managed to control myself. But if Sangeeta continued like this, I would definitely ejaculate. So, without taking any more risks, I lifted Sangeeta into my arms and gently laid her down on the bed. As soon as I laid her on the bed, Sangeeta looked at me, smiled shyly, and blushed. And she called me to her. Without wasting a single moment, I sat down on the bed beside her. At that time, both of us were still fully clothed. Sangeeta was in her saree and blouse, and I was in my shirt and pants. I grabbed Sangeeta's lapel (the loose end of her saree) and moved it away from her chest. As soon as I did that, I caught a glimpse of her boobs peeking out from under her blouse. Seeing her boobs, it became almost impossible for me to control myself. I couldn't hold back any longer. I grabbed both of Sangeeta's boobs in my hands. Then I started pressing them through her blouse. Feeling the pressure of my hands on her boobs, Sangeeta went wild. She lay on the bed, moaning and sighing. At that moment, only her moans echoed throughout the room. "Umm... Ohh... Ahh... Oh... Bijan... Ahh..." As the pressure of my hands on her boobs through her blouse increased, so did the intensity of her moans. I thought that if Sangeeta continued to moan like this, Kavita in the next room would surely hear her. And she would also know how much pleasure Sangeeta was getting from having sex with me. I felt ashamed of this, but by then I was so intoxicated by the lust for sex that none of this mattered to me anymore. And it didn't. I slowly took off Sangeeta's saree, blouse, and petticoat, one by one. Now she was lying on the bed in front of me in her bra and panties, just like you are sitting in front of me right now in your bra and panties.” Saying this, I smiled, looking at Pihu. Because I saw that her hands had moved from her thighs to her pussy. And upon closer inspection, I realized that Pihu's panties were completely wet in the front. This gave me a clear idea of her state. Without saying anything, Pihu put one hand inside her panties and started playing with her pussy. Her other hand was squeezing her boobs, which were confined in her bra. It was difficult for me to control myself after seeing this. But still, suppressing my desires, I continued narrating my story while watching my upset wife pressing her boobs and playing with her pussy.


“Then I took off Sangeeta's bra and panties, leaving her completely naked, and started kissing her entire body. As we lay there, she started playing with my hair. After a while, Sangeeta also started fully participating. A few moments later, Sangeeta took off all my clothes too, making me completely naked like her. Then I lay on top of her and started sucking her boobs. I held one tit in my hand and put the nipple of the other tit in my mouth and started sucking it. And I started squeezing the tit I was holding in my other hand.  I would suck one tit and squeeze the other. Then, after a while, I would take the first tit out of my mouth and put the other tit in my mouth and start sucking it, and squeeze the first one. I continued this for quite some time. When I sucked one tit, I squeezed the other. And when I sucked the other, I would put the first one in my mouth and suck it. I didn't limit myself to just sucking her nipples. While sucking her nipples, I would bite them between my teeth. And whenever I did this, Sangeeta would writhe on the bed like a fish out of water. She would bang her head on the bed, hit her hands on the bed, and make all sorts of moaning sounds, which gradually turned into screams. ‘Ugh...suck more...Bijan...suck my boobs more...bite them...eat them...Ohh...I'm having so much fun today...kill me today...Bijan...but don't torture me like this...’ Muttering this, she grabbed my head in her hands and pressed it hard against her boobs. And I, with full passion, started biting and sucking her boobs even harder with my teeth. And Sangeeta's condition became even more intense.” Meanwhile, Pihu wasn't doing so well either. Although she was still wearing her bra and panties, the condition of her panties gave me a clue about the state of her pussy. She had already inserted her finger into her own pussy and was fingering. Watching my own wife fingering her own pussy so sensually right in front of my eyes, I continued my story, "While I was sucking on her boobs, Sangeeta pushed me down. I sat between Sangeeta's legs and spread them apart so that her pussy was fully exposed to me. Her pussy looked just like yours does right now." Saying this, I smiled at Pihu. Pihu blushed when she heard me, but she didn't remove her finger from her pussy or panties. She let out a muffled "Umm..." and continued to finger her pussy. I started telling her my story again, “I saw that Sangeeta's pussy was overflowing with her juices. And because her legs were spread wide apart, her pussy was completely open. I could clearly see the inside of her pussy. I lowered my face and kissed her pussy with my lips. As soon as I kissed Sangeeta's pussy, her whole body trembled, and she grabbed my head by my hair, pressing my face against her pussy, and said, 'Bijan, don't torment me anymore...suck it...lick it…eat it…'  That was all it took, and I pounced on her pussy. I spread her labia with my fingers and started licking her pussy with my tongue. I moved the rough part of my tongue from the bottom to the top of her pussy and then from top to bottom. Sangeeta went wild when she felt the rough part of my tongue rubbing against her pussy. Now she was holding my head herself and rubbing my tongue against her pussy.


Sangeeta must have thought that doing this would give her some relief. But the exact opposite happened. The more my tongue rubbed against her pussy, the more salty juice came out, and her torment intensified. Now I saw her swollen clitoris right before my eyes, which was now fully erect. So, I focused my attack on her erect clitoris. I took her clitoris into my mouth and started sucking it vigorously. And Sangeeta started writhing even more. While sucking her clitoris, I also started gently biting it. This increased Sangeeta's torment and moans even more. Now I rolled my tongue and inserted it into her pussy. And placing my tongue directly on her G-spot, I started stimulating it with my tongue. Sangeeta couldn't bear this any longer. She grabbed my head from behind by my hair, pressed my mouth against her pussy, and lifting her hips upwards, she pressed her pussy against my mouth and, with an "Ahhhh... Bijan..." sound, she orgasmed in an instant. She closed her eyes and, moaning loudly, she was ejaculating into my mouth. And I, with my mouth pressed against her pussy and my tongue inside, was letting her orgasm into my mouth. And Sangeeta was ejaculating into my mouth. After ejaculating into my mouth for some time, Sangeeta finally stopped, and her hips fell back onto the bed with a thud. And she lay on the bed, panting heavily. After some time, when her breathing became a little normal, she got up and sat on the edge of the bed. And I stood on the floor in front of her. My cock was dangling in front of her mouth. Sangeeta grabbed my cock with her hand, stroked it, and then took it into her mouth and started sucking it vigorously. My cock hadn't been in her mouth for many months, so I quickly lost control and grabbed Sangeeta's head, thrusting my cock into her mouth. She was holding my cock with one hand and sucking it. I was holding her head from behind by her hair and thrusting into her mouth. My cock was going in and out of her mouth forcefully. I continued to thrust into Sangeeta's mouth for quite some time. Naked Sangeeta was sitting on the edge of the bed in front of me, sucking my cock expertly. After that, Sangeeta took my cock in her hand and started playing with it. Soon, while sucking my cock, Sangeeta started caressing her own pussy and said to me, "That's enough, Bijan, I can't hold back anymore. Do something about my pussy now. And please, make me a mother by impregnating me..." I didn't delay any longer I laid her back down on the bed. And I positioned myself between her legs. Then I placed my cock against her pussy, and got into position, starting to insert my cock into her pussy. But due to the excitement, my cock wasn't going all the way in. Seeing this, Sangeeta started laughing. Then Sangeeta herself took my cock in her hand and positioned it against her pussy. After positioning it, Sangeeta winked at me. I understood Sangeeta's signal and thrust into her pussy. I thrust quite forcefully, and half of my cock slid smoothly into Sangeeta's pussy. Finding my cock suddenly inside her pussy, Sangeeta felt some pain. She cried out, "Do it gently, Bijan. It hurts." After that, I kept kissing her until Sangeeta calmed down. Gradually, she became normal. Then I started thrusting into Sangeeta's pussy slowly. Sangeeta was now cooperating with me. She lifted her hips from below, taking my cock into her pussy. Now my entire cock was inside her. Yet, she wasn't feeling pain, but pleasure. My stomach would forcefully hit her buttocks. This created a sweet, rhythmic "thump... thump... thump..." sound of lovemaking that echoed throughout the room. Now Sangeeta was also matching my rhythm. When I thrust my hips forward, she would lift her hips from below. This caused my cock to penetrate completely into her pussy, all the way to the base. And when I pulled my hips back, she would lower her hips. This would cause my cock to come out of her pussy up to the glans. Because of this coordination between us, Sangeeta's fucking was going very well. Now she started moaning again, moving her hips up and down, "Uff... Bijan... fuck me... fuck me more... tear my pussy apart today... don't show any mercy... fuck me harder... Bijan... fuck me harder..." Her moans further aroused me. And I grabbed her hips and started thrusting forcefully. And my cock rapidly moved in and out of her pussy, fucking her intensely. Ten minutes had passed since I started fucking her. And I had been continuously fucking her without stopping even once.


After fucking her for a while, I finally stopped. For the past few minutes, Sangeeta had been receiving my cock in her pussy with her eyes closed. As soon as I stopped thrusting, she immediately opened her eyes and asked me, ‘What happened, Bijan? Why did you stop?’ I said, ‘I'm tired of fucking you like this. Now you ride my dick for a while.’ She agreed, saying, ‘Okay.’ I pulled my cock out of her pussy and lay down on the bed. Sangeeta stood on the bed with her legs on either side of my body. Then she started to sit down, placing her pussy over my cock. I held her waist and, with one hand, guided my cock to the opening of her pussy, and Sangeeta sat down on my cock. As soon as she sat down, my cock slid into her pussy like a knife through butter. A scream escaped Sangeeta's lips, "Ohhhh..." and she continued to sit down until my entire cock was fully inside her pussy. Once my cock was completely inside her, she placed both her hands on my chest and started bouncing on my cock. My cock moved in and out of her pussy, thoroughly fucking her. She started making various sounds. For a long time, she continued to fuck herself by bouncing on my cock. As she bounced, her boobs were jiggling in front of my face. I moved my mouth forward, and Sangeeta understood my gesture. She grabbed one of her boobs and pushed it into my mouth. I started sucking her nipple hard, and at the same time, I continued to fuck her by moving my hips up and down. By then, half an hour had passed since we started fucking. During this time, Sangeeta had already orgasmed twice. Now I was also close to ejaculating. But I didn't want to ejaculate in this cowgirl position, because I knew that if I ejaculated in this position, my cum would flow down and out of her pussy. So I asked her to get into the doggy style position on the bed. I made Sangeeta assume the doggy style position and thrust my cock into her pussy. Then I started fucking Sangeeta in doggy style. After a few minutes of fucking Sangeeta's pussy from behind, Sangeeta's hot pussy released its juices again. I pulled my wet cock out of her pussy and started applying saliva to Sangeeta's ass. I thoroughly lubricated Sangeeta's ass with saliva and positioned my cock at Sangeeta's asshole.


As soon as I pushed my cock into Sangeeta's ass, she screamed. I held Sangeeta and said, "That's it, Sangeeta. There won't be any more pain now." I paused for a moment and then started moving my cock back and forth in Sangeeta's ass. Soon, both of us were making sensual sounds. Besides us, Kavita, who was in the next room, was probably also hearing our passionate sounds. But neither Sangeeta nor I cared. We were both completely engrossed in making love, oblivious to the world around us. Sangeeta was letting me have her completely, and I was fucking her to my heart's content. I pulled my cock out until only the glans was showing and then thrust it back into Sangeeta's ass with full force. Now I was alternately thrusting my cock into her ass and then into her pussy. I was ravaging both Sangeeta's pussy and ass simultaneously. Sangeeta groaned as I fucked both her pussy and ass at the same time. After a while, when I pulled my cock out, I realized that Sangeeta had already climaxed again. Sangeeta groaned and said, ‘Stop now, Bijan, my pussy is aching. I can't take it anymore.’ I felt sorry for Sangeeta. I said to her while still fucking her, ‘Just bear with it a little longer, my love, I'm about to ejaculate.’ She said, ‘Ejaculate in my pussy, Bijan. I want your cum in my pussy.’ I immediately grabbed her and laid her back down on the bed. And then I put my cock back into her pussy and started thrusting hard. After 5-7 thrusts, with one final thrust, I pushed my entire cock all the way into her pussy and became completely still. Along with me, Sangeeta also felt my cock swelling inside her pussy. She also understood that I was about to ejaculate. She lifted her buttocks and, using both hands, grabbed my buttocks and pulled me towards her, so that not a single drop of my cum would escape from her pussy. I also became completely still. And then, suddenly, it felt like my cock exploded. And my hot cum started flowing into Sangeeta's pussy. After ejaculating my cum into her pussy for some time, my cock finally calmed down. And I lay down with my head on her chest, my cock still inside her pussy. Sangeeta started running her fingers through my hair. After this intense fucking, we were both exhausted. But she was satisfied after having sex with me. After a while, I pulled my now flaccid cock out of her pussy. She quickly covered her pussy with her panties so that my cum wouldn't leak out. Then, both of us, naked, hugged each other and fell asleep.” Saying this, I finally fell silent. Seeing me silent, Pihu took her finger out of her pussy and asked me, "Is your story finished?" I looked at her, smiled, and shook my head, saying, "No. This is just the beginning." Pihu said, "What's left now? You've told everything. You had sex with Sangeeta. What's left?" I looked at her and smiled again, saying, "Darling, you're probably forgetting, Sangeeta wasn't the only woman in that house at that time. Another woman was also present in the house." Hearing this, Pihu looked at me in surprise and said, "Kavita!!! Does that mean you had sex with Kavita as well during that time?!" I said, "Absolutely. She was also a woman. And she also had her own desires. Which she fulfilled with me. So, would you like to hear her story too, darling?" Pihu hesitated a little and said, "Okay, tell me." I knew the reason for her hesitation. She didn't exactly like hearing all this from me. But my story was arousing her. That's why, despite herself, she wanted to hear it. I said, "To hear my and Kavita's story, you'll have to come to the bedroom with me. I'll tell you the rest of the story there." Pihu said, "Why in the bedroom? Tell me here." I said, "No. My back is getting stiff sitting on this sofa. I'll tell you comfortably while sitting on the bed. If you want to hear my and Kavita's story, you'll have to come to the bedroom." Saying this, I got up from the sofa. After thinking for a moment, Pihu said, "Okay, let's go to the bedroom. But remember, you're not to touch me. I just want to hear your story. Nothing else." I smiled and said, "As you wish." Saying this, Pihu got up from the sofa and started walking towards the bedroom. I followed her to the bedroom. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Thursday (16.07.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[Neelkantha]

What Pihu ? You are getting aroused by just hearing Bijans encounters.
Pihu is not able to control herself.
Waiting for Thursday.....

Yes, I completely agree with you. Pihu shouldn't have done that. Bijan hasn't just made a minor slip-up this time; he has committed a major blunder. And it isn't right for Pihu to appear so weak in front of him; it might make it easier for Bijan to win her over. Pihu needs to keep herself in check right now. Anyway, let's see what happens next.

[Neelkantha]

Part 164 – Now It's Kavita's Turn To Get Fucked By Bijan

 

Bijan’s POV- After entering the bedroom, Pihu went straight to the bed and sat down. But I didn't sit. I stood near the bed. Seeing me standing, Pihu said, “What happened? Why are you standing there like that? Come and sit here and tell me the rest of your story.” I shook my head again and said, “No. I won't tell you the story like this. To hear the rest of the story, you'll have to do what I say. If you do what I say, only then will I tell you the rest of the story, otherwise not.” Saying this, I stood there silently. I knew my story had already made Pihu quite aroused. Now, whether she wanted to or not, she had to hear the rest of my story. And for that, she would have to do what I said. That's why I deliberately put this condition in front of her. Because I also had to appease my angry wife. And at that moment, this was the only way I could appease her. And I was trying to do just that. But Pihu was also quite clever. She probably figured out my intention. She said, “What condition?” I said, “I'll tell you that only when you're ready to do what I say.” Now Pihu was in a dilemma. She didn't want to do what I said. But then she wouldn't be able to hear the rest of my story. So she had to agree to my condition. Therefore, reluctantly, she said to me, “Okay. I'm ready to do what you say. But remember, I'm still angry about what you did. And my anger isn't going to subside so easily. I want to tell you this beforehand.” I laughed in response and said, “I know that. And I'm not blaming you for it. It's entirely my fault, not yours. Your anger towards me is justified. But I also want to tell you something. You are my wife. I married you and brought you into my home. No matter how many other men I ask you to fuck with, or how many men you fuck with, you were, are, and will remain my wife until the day I die. And as for me, whether I fuck Sangeeta, or Kavita, or Ankita, I have never even considered betraying you or leaving you in this life. And I never will. Look, Pihu, we are both a couple with open desires unlike many other couple. That's why we've been doing all this until now. And through this, we've been fulfilling our fantasies, especially me. And perhaps we will continue to do so in the future. Maybe you'll even fuck with another man right in front of me, but even then, my love and trust for you will never diminish.  The bottom line is, whether you fuck with someone else a thousand times, or I fuck someone else, we were, are, and always will be each other's. Do you understand what I'm saying? And I swear to you, I only helped Sangeeta get pregnant. I don't have any other special feelings for her. She was my friend before, and she still is. Nothing more. In my life, my wife, my friend, my lover—everything is you. Only you, Pihu.” After saying this, I fell silent. As I was telling her all this, the expressions on her face were changing rapidly. It was clear that my words were affecting her, but I couldn't tell exactly how much. And Pihu didn't say anything explicitly either. She said in a calm voice, “Bijan, we'll talk about all that later. First, finish your story. And tell me what I need to do.” I said, "Nothing special. First, take off your bra and panties and lie down on the bed." Pihu looked at me in surprise. I laughed again and said, "Don't be surprised, darling. I won't touch you until you tell me to. Now, do as I say." Pihu didn't argue with me anymore. She reached behind her back, unhooked her bra, and dropped it on the bedroom floor. Her large, fair boobs seemed to bounce free from the confines of the bra. Then she grabbed her panties and took it off too. Now Pihu was lying completely naked on the bed in front of me, on her back. Seeing my sexy wife lying naked like that in front of me, I felt a stir in my pants again. I felt a strong urge in my cock. I felt like jumping on her and fucking her hard right now. But I controlled myself with great difficulty. Then, suppressing my desires, I sat down next to her. And I started telling my story to my wife again.

“Ten days or so passed like this. Sangeeta and I had sex every night. And after having sex, I would always fill her pussy with my cum. Then we would both fall into a deep sleep in each other's arms. But I started to have a suspicion. I noticed that Sangeeta would scream and shout unnecessarily while we were having sex. I know that my cock is of average size. It's not too big or thick. And therefore, she shouldn't need to scream so loudly while having sex with me. Yet she screamed very loudly. As if she wanted to make it clear that she was experiencing both pleasure and pain while having sex with my cock. It's possible that she was experiencing some pain from my cock, but it wouldn't be so much pain that she would scream like that. So what could be the real reason for that? While thinking about this, I realized that Kavita slept in the room next to the one where Sangeeta and I had sex at night, with her four-month-old baby. So it's obvious that she would also hear Sangeeta's loud screams from her room. This made me think of something else. Was Sangeeta deliberately screaming so loudly while having sex with me so that her sister in the next room can hear her screams? Was she screaming so loudly just to let her sister hear her? Maybe. I had to keep an eye on things. And then what I suspected really happened. One night, while we were having sex, my eyes fell on the mirror on the wall opposite us. And in that mirror, I saw Kavita standing outside the window behind us! Neither my face nor Sangeeta's face could be seen from the window. Only our backs and buttocks were visible. But Kavita was standing outside that window, peeking in and watching us have sex. Then something clicked in my mind. This means that Sangeeta's screaming while having sex with me was actually a signal for Kavita. It works. Whenever Sangeeta screamed so loudly while I was having sex with her, Kavita quietly came out of her room, stood at the window outside our room, and watched Sangeeta and me having sex. But I couldn't say this with certainty. So, for three consecutive days, I kept an eye on the mirror on the wall opposite while having sex with Sangeeta. And my suspicion proved correct. Whenever I inserted my cock into Sangeeta's pussy and start having sex with her, she started screaming loudly for no reason. And hearing her screams, Kavita came and stood by the window without saying anything. And she watched us having sex. When I saw this happening again on the third day, I understood the plan of these two sisters. This means Sangeeta wanted not only herself but also her sister to have sex with me. I had to grudgingly admire Sangeeta's cunningness. And the fact that Kavita watched us having sex and wanted to have sex with me like her sister is nothing less than a golden opportunity for me. And a man like me wouldn't want to let this opportunity slip away. Neither would I. But before that, I needed to know if Kavita really wanted to have sex with me like her sister, or if she just enjoyed watching me have sex with Sangeeta. And I had to find this out first. And from the very next day, I started taking steps to do so.” Saying this, I fell silent again.


Until now, Pihu had been lying naked on the bed, silently listening to my story. As soon as I stopped speaking, she said, “What happened? Why did you stop again? I was enjoying listening.” She fell silent after saying this. She realized that in her excitement to hear my story, she had blurted out the truth in front of me. But immediately after saying it, she realized her mistake. She quickly added, “That’s not what I meant. I meant that…” She stopped again. She couldn't figure out what to say to me. I smiled and said, “Darling, you're angry at me, not yourself. So why are you unnecessarily torturing yourself? If you're enjoying listening to my story, that's fine. What's there to be so coy about? Do one thing.” Now Pihu herself asked me, “What?” I said, “Put one of your fingers in your pussy, like you did on the sofa outside. And slowly listen to the rest of my story while you're fingering yourself.” Then I was silent for a while and then said, “And if you want, I can do this too. But only if you want me to.” Pihu looked into my eyes now. She understood my plan. She said, “Bijan, you're quite clever. What do you think, that by telling me your story you'll turn me on? That you'll weaken me? And then I'll do whatever you say. And I'll forgive you for your mistake, or rather, your sin. Sorry to disappoint you, Bijan, but nothing like that will happen. You can try your best, but my anger towards you isn't going to subside so easily. And as for fingering my pussy, fine, you can do that. But only up to fingering my pussy.” I shook my head. I was secretly pleased. Pihu could say whatever she wanted, but she was inwardly weakened. Otherwise, she wouldn't have suggested I finger her pussy. And I was certain that just as she had given me permission to finger her, she would soon ask me to have sex with her. I said, "Okay. I agree. I'll continue the story while I finger your pussy." Saying this, I got up from the bed and started taking off my clothes. Pihu was surprised to see me taking off my clothes. She said, "Why are you taking off your clothes?" I said, "Don't worry, darling, I won't do anything until you yourself ask me to." Pihu said, "Then why are you taking off your clothes?" I said, "Because just as you are listening to my story relaxed and naked, I will also tell you my story relaxed and naked." Saying this, I took off all my clothes and became completely naked like her. As I pulled my cock out of my underwear, it sprang out. By then, seeing Pihu naked and telling her my story, my cock was also in a bad state. It was standing erect. Pihu glanced at my erect cock out of the corner of her eye. Then she said, "If you're done, let's continue the story." I sat down naked between her legs and said, "As you command, my queen!" Saying this, I spread her legs apart and opened the lips of her pussy. Her pussy was overflowing with its own juices. I ran my finger over the folds of her pussy. At this delicate moment, feeling the touch of my fingers on her wet pussy, Pihu's entire body trembled. She somehow composed herself and then said, "Bijan...that's enough...now continue your story...and tell me..." Pihu's voice was clearly trembling. From her trembling voice, I understood her condition at that moment. I smiled, removed my fingers from the folds of her pussy, and then inserted my finger directly into her pussy. And then I started scratching the delicate inner walls of her pussy with my fingernails. This made Pihu's condition even worse. Her hips lifted into the air. I held her and gently laid her back down on the bed. And said, "Relax yourself, darling. Otherwise, how will you enjoy my story? The rest of the story is going to be even more juicy. Just like your pussy." Saying this, I again started scratching the inner walls of her pussy with my fingernails. The juices from her pussy were now soaking my finger all the way up to my wrist. Pihu again said in her trembling voice, "Please...Bijan...don't do this...I just want to hear your story...tell me your story...don't do anything else..." I said, "Not even what I'm doing?" Pihu didn't give a direct answer to this. Instead, she said, "Tell me your story...Bijan...I want to hear the story of your dark deeds..." I said, "Okay, now listen to what happened next." Saying this, I slowly but lovingly fingered my wife's juicy and wet pussy while I began to tell her the rest of the story.


“As soon as I realized that Kavita stood at our bedroom window every night watching us have sex, I felt like I had struck gold. Now I needed to know if she was also interested in having sex with me. So, the next day I tried a plan. Sangeeta and I used to have sex late into the night every night. And after this exhausting sex, Sangeeta would usually sleep in late the next day. And I decided to take advantage of this. The next day, I woke up and saw that Sangeeta was still fast asleep, as usual. Her entire body was naked. We used to sleep without clothes after having sex every night. We had done the same the previous night. I got out of bed, put on my clothes, and went out of the room. Every day, Kavita would bring me tea after I brushed my teeth. We would chat a little at that time. But today, my intention was to somehow get her to admit that she also wanted to have sex with me.  She already saw me having sex with her sister every night, now I just needed to know if she wanted to have sex with me. I would only make a move if she was interested in having sex with me. With this thought in mind, I was ready today. I had noticed that Kavita didn't wear a maxi dress or nightgown at home. She always wore a saree. But her style of wearing a saree was quite unique and sexy. She always wore her saree two fingers below her navel. And she always kept the pleats of her saree tied together like a string. This clearly exposed a large part of her chest and belly. Her boobs weren't as big as yours or Sangeeta's, but they weren't too small either. And because she had children then, her boobs were probably full of milk. Just thinking about this, I started getting an erection early in the morning. And Kavita always wore deep-cut and sleeveless blouses. This clearly showed her deep cleavage from the front. When she raised her arms, her armpits were visible. I didn't know about her pussy yet, but her armpits were as clean-shaven as yours. Her complexion wasn't as fair as yours, but she was quite beautiful and attractive. She had an attractive charm that drew me to her. Every day she would bend down to give me tea. I could see her cleavage peeking out from her low-cut blouse, but I didn't pay much attention to it. But now I understand that Kavita was deliberately trying to attract my attention to herself. So when she bent down to give me tea that day, I noticed her boobs and her deep cleavage. And that's when I noticed a small black mole, the size of a lentil, right in the middle of her cleavage. And this black mole seemed to enhance her beauty even more.” I had said this much when Pihu interrupted me, saying, "It seems you observed Kavita quite carefully. Her image is permanently etched in your mind." I asked her, "Why are you saying that, darling?" Pihu smiled slightly and said, "Because a year has passed since that incident. But even today you remember Kavita's attire and the details of her body parts. You haven't even forgotten that black mole between her cleavage. This means you observed her very carefully." I laughed and said, "You can tease me as much as you want, but the truth is that before that day, I hadn't looked at Kavita so closely. I hadn't even noticed her before. But when I found out that she was secretly watching me having sex with her sister, that's when I noticed her. And I looked at her carefully for the first time." Pihu said, "Anyway, continue with your story." I inserted my finger back into her pussy and continued telling my story.


“That morning, while looking at Kavita's boobs and cleavage, I didn't even realize when my cock started getting hard inside my pants. I only came to my senses when Kavita burst out laughing. I was startled and asked her, ‘What happened, Kavita? Why are you laughing like that?’ She glanced at the bulge in my pants and then, still laughing, said, ‘Nothing, dada (elder brother), just like that.’ I understood that she was also interested in me. But perhaps because of fear of Sangeeta or some other reason, she wasn't able to tell me openly. I said, ‘Kavita, it's been more than a week since I came here. But you haven't even sat down and talked to me properly until now.’ She said, ‘What's the big deal? We can do it now. Anyway, it's Sunday today. You have a holiday from the office. So you're not in a hurry either. And it will still be at least an hour before didi (Sangeeta) wakes up. Until then, I can chat with you.’ I said, ‘Okay then. Bring your tea. We'll sit together and have tea while we talk.’ Kavita said ‘Okay’ and went to the kitchen to get her tea. I knew she had a habit of chattering. So I wouldn't have much difficulty finding out the real truth from her. After a while, Kavita came with her tea and sat down next to me. She said, ‘Here, dada. I'm here. Now tell me what you want to talk about.’ I said, ‘Nothing special. Just general conversation. All I know about you is that you are Sangeeta's cousin sister. And your husband is in the military. That's all. I don't know anything else.’ At this, Kavita laughed and said, ‘When did you ever want to know about me? Your entire attention is always on didi (elder sister) only. You don't pay any attention to me at all.’ The hint in her words was very clear, and I didn't take long to understand it. I replied, ‘I'm paying attention now. Tell me.’ She said, ‘What should I say?’ I asked her, ‘How did you get married? Love marriage or arranged marriage? When did you meet your husband for the first time? What kind of person is he? How do you manage to stay alone in this big house when he goes to work? How do you spend your time? And so on.’ After hearing me, Kavita said, ‘Look, dada, let me tell you one thing upfront, I don't have the habit of beating around the bush like others. I say whatever I have to say openly. You don't have any objection, do you?’ I said, ‘Not at all. We are both adults. And married too. We know everything beforehand. So you can say whatever you want, however you want.’ She said, ‘Thanks, dada. I haven't been able to give diplomatic answers since childhood. Whatever comes to my mind, I blurt it out immediately.’ Saying this, she continued, ‘I'll answer your last two questions first. Later, I'll answer the rest of the questions one by one. You asked how I manage to stay alone in such a big house after my husband goes to work and how I spend my time? So, the answer to both these questions is the same: my husband comes home once every six months and stays with me for a month before returning. He is currently posted in Punjab. And during that one month we spend together, we have a lot of fun. My husband is quite passionate about sex. According to him, sex is not just an act for fun or pleasure. It's like a form of worship. Just as we can only get to know God if we worship him with complete devotion, similarly, we can only understand our partner's heart if we have sex with them wholeheartedly and sincerely. According to my husband, sex is the easiest and most effective way to understand your partner's heart. Anyway, we have sex so many times during that one month that it lasts us for six months. And when it comes to sex, both my husband and I are open-minded. And our preferences are also the same. We like to have wild sex. During sex, we both do things you can't even imagine.’ I said, ‘For example?’


Kavita said, ‘I can't explain it to you in words. And you won't understand it just by hearing it. It's not something to be said or heard. It's something to be felt. Only if you feel it will you understand it.’ I asked, ‘But how did you get married? Love marriage?’ Kavita said, ‘No. My husband's family placed an advertisement in the newspaper for his marriage. My family contacted them after seeing it. He's quite good-looking. Big house. Wealthy. The boy is also in the military. Earns well. What more could you want? They also liked me. So, we got married.’ I asked, ‘Did you ever have sex before your marriage?’ She said smilingly, ‘No. But when I was in college, many of my male friends used to chase after me. But I didn't give them much attention. Yes, I did have a boyfriend during my college days. He also tried very hard to get me into bed. But I didn't let that happen. Yes, we did everything else, just not the real thing.’ Kavita was saying all this in a very casual way. And I was enjoying hearing all this from her. I asked, ‘What do you mean by 'everything else'?’ Now Kavita laughed and said, ‘By 'everything else' I mean kissing each other, letting my boyfriend touch my boobs, sucking his cock, masturbating, etc., etc. He thought he would get to have sex with me as well. But when he realized I wouldn't let that happen, he broke up with me and went after another girl.’ Then she asked me, ‘Your marriage was also an arranged marriage, wasn't it?’ I said, ‘Yes, just like your in-laws placed an advertisement in the newspaper for marriage, Pihu's family also placed an advertisement on a matrimonial site for her marriage, which one of my relatives saw and liked. Then both families arranged our marriage,’ Kavita said. ‘So, did you meet Pihu Didi for the first time directly at your wedding ceremony?’ I laughed and said, ‘That doesn't happen these days. We used to meet after the marriage was arranged. You probably met your husband before the wedding too, right?’ Kavita said, ‘Yes, absolutely. So, did you have sex with Pihu Didi before the wedding?’ I said, ‘No. She was quite shy and introverted back then. She even hesitated to kiss me. We had sex for the first time on our wedding night. And you?’ Hearing this, Kavita chuckled again shyly. I asked her, ‘Why are you laughing?’ She said, ‘Hearing what you said reminded me of something. Do you want to hear it?’ I said, ‘Absolutely. Tell me.’ Kavita then started telling me a story about herself and her husband before their wedding. And I listened to her story as she narrated it to me.” (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Saturday (18.07.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

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And now come Kavi's adventures. Waiting for Kavitha and her husand.
Bijan have threesome with Sangeetha and Kavitha?
Waiting for Saturday ...
Thank you

Oh my god!!! Threesome!!! Let's see...

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Part 165 – Kavita Told Bijan Her Personal Story

 

Bijan’s POV- “So now you're going to tell a story within a story?” Pihu said, smiling slightly again. I continued fingering her pussy as before and said, “Yes, you could say that. But this isn't part of my story. This is just a story Kavita told me while we were talking. If you don't want to hear this part, that's fine, I'll continue with my story.” Without wasting a moment, Pihu immediately said, “No. Tell the story exactly as you were telling it. It feels good to hear this story from you.” Saying this, Pihu smiled slightly again. Now she couldn't hide her feelings from me anymore. Or perhaps she didn't want to hide them. Anyway, whatever. I continued fingering her pussy and resumed telling my story. But before I could, Pihu suddenly stopped me. “Wait.” I looked at her with a questioning gaze. Before I could say anything, she said to me, “While you're fingering my pussy, you can also squeeze my boobs, Bijan. Squeeze my boobs while you tell me your story.” Hearing her words, I smiled a little. Because slowly, Pihu was becoming weaker in front of me. The time wasn't far off when she would ask me to have sex with her herself. Well, that time was still a while away. For now, this was enough for me. While fingering her pussy with one hand, I started squeezing her boobs with the other. Pihu closed her eyes in pleasure. And then, with her trembling voice, she said again, “Bijan... start telling your story...” I began narrating my story to her again. “Kavita started telling me the story of herself and her husband. She said, ‘My husband's name is Amit. So, my marriage was arranged with Amit. And we had exchanged our phone numbers. And we used to talk all night on video and audio calls. I had also grown fond of Amit. He was quite a charming guy. He talked to girls very nicely. I wouldn't call it flirting, but there was something captivating about his way of talking that easily attracted people to him. And since we were going to get married, we used to talk about all sorts of things. These conversations sometimes included discussions about sex. But neither he nor I ever crossed any boundaries. Anyway, a few days passed like this. One day Amit said to me, ‘Kavita, we've only been talking on the phone for the past few months. Let's meet one day.’ I (Kavita) said, ‘But what will our families think?’ Amit laughed at my question and said, ‘Kavita, we're going to get married in a few months anyway. You're going to be my wife. And now you're worried about what our families will think if we meet?’ Saying this, Amit laughed again. I said, ‘Okay. Let's meet tomorrow. Tell me, where should we meet?’ So Amit suggested we meet in a park. It was decided that we would meet in the park the next evening. As planned, I reached the park the next day to meet my future husband, Amit. It was evening time. Darkness was beginning to fall all around. I saw that he had already arrived at the park before me. He looked happy to see me and came towards me. Until now, I had only seen him on video calls. But in real life, Amit was even more handsome and well-built. Because of his time in the military, his body was perfectly fit. I felt good just looking at him. This was the kind of guy I liked. Amit came to me and said, ‘Come, Kavita. Let's sit and talk.’ We both sat down on a bench in the park and started talking. By then, it was completely evening. Darkness had fully enveloped everything. The lights in the park had come on. There were several such benches scattered at a distance from each other in the park. I noticed that ever since it got dark, some boys and girls had paired up and were sitting on the benches. Because of the darkness, they weren't clearly visible, but they were sitting so close together in pairs that it was not difficult for me to guess what they were doing. We lived in a small town where, after sunset, young couples would come to this park and spend quality time together. Perhaps others thought that we, too, had come to spend quality time together like those couples, and that we were doing everything they were doing. Just thinking about it made me feel embarrassed. I thought about telling Amit to go somewhere else, but he was so engrossed in his conversation that it was difficult to tell him or explain it to him. So, I was forced to sit there with him. But while talking to him, my eyes kept drifting towards the couple sitting on the next bench. And Amit noticed this. He turned around once, looked at the couple, and then turned back to me, smiling, and said, ‘This is common, Kavita. From this time until the park closes, these couples come here to spend time together. Even the people in the park know about them. This park has even been nicknamed 'Lover's Zone'.’

‘I (Kavita) said, ‘But don't they feel any shame doing all this so openly, knowing that other people can see them?’ Amit laughed again at my question. Then he said, ‘We're just sitting here talking, that's why we're noticing them. If we were doing the same things they are, we wouldn't even notice them. The couples who come here are so engrossed in each other that they don't have time to look at anyone else.’ I said, ‘So, do they do everything here?’ Amit started laughing again at my question. Then he asked me, ‘Everything, meaning?’ I started to tell him but stopped. He understood what I meant. He laughed and said, ‘No. They don't do everything here. It's not even possible. There's a separate place for that. They go there and do everything.’ I said, ‘A hotel?’ Amit said, ‘Kind of, in a way. But where would you find a big hotel in our small town? But there is a place where they do everything. If you want, I can take you there someday. Will you go there with me?’ I immediately said to Amit, ‘Absolutely not. And anyway, how do you know about that place? Do you go there?’ I thought Amit would get nervous at this question. He would hesitate to answer. But nothing of the sort happened. He said, ‘Yes, I've been there once or twice. I don't go there often. I didn't like the atmosphere of that place very much.’ I said, ‘Did you go alone, or with someone else?’ Amit didn't get nervous at this question either. He said to me, ‘You want to know if I have a girlfriend with whom I go there, right?’ Amit's question surprised me. Because that's exactly what I was thinking at the time. But I said, ‘No, no, I wasn't thinking anything like that.’ Then Amit surprised me even more by saying, ‘But you should have been thinking that. That's why I called you here today.' I didn't quite understand what he meant. I asked him, 'What do you mean?' Amit said, 'Look, Kavita. I don't like beating around the bush. I'm a very straightforward guy. And I like people who talk like that.' I said, 'Yes, me too.' Amit was happy with my reply and said, 'Then we'll make a good pair. We have a lot in common.' I said, 'But why did you call me here today?' Amit said, 'To ask you something, and to tell you something about myself.' I said, 'What?' He said, 'I'll tell you. But first, tell me, have you ever been in love with anyone, or are you currently in love?' I said, 'I had a boyfriend while I was in college, but we broke up in college itself. Currently, there's no one like that in my life.' Then he asked me, 'Besides him, didn't you have any other friends?' I said, 'Yes, I did. Why wouldn't I? I had many friends in college. I still do. Both male and female friends.' Then Amit asked me a question that shocked me. He suddenly said, 'Have you ever had sex with any of your male friends before today?' His question shook me to my core. I said, 'No. Did you call me here to ask me this question? What do you think? Am I some kind of loose girl who sleeps with everyone? I'm still a virgin. I haven't had sex with anyone. In fact, that was the real reason for my breakup with my boyfriend. He wanted to have sex with me. But I didn't let him. That's why he broke up with me. And you're asking me if I've had sex with anyone or not! I'm leaving.' Saying this, I got up from the bench. But Amit grabbed my hand and immediately made me sit back down and said in a calm voice, 'Sit down, Kavita. My talk isn't finished yet,' he said. Then he sat in silence for a while. Suddenly, he said, 'But I've had sex before today. And that's why I called you here, to tell you that.'


‘His words surprised me again. I (Kavita) said, ‘Okay. It's good that you told me this before the wedding. But why did you tell me this?’ Looking into my eyes, he said, ‘Because I believe that the relationship between a husband and wife should be such that neither of them hides anything from the other. If we share everything with each other all the time, there will be no secrets between us. And we will be able to trust and rely on each other completely.’ Then he was silent for a while and then said, ‘It's quite difficult to live where I work. We live in a camp on a remote mountain peak all year round, where there are no amenities whatsoever. Sometimes, even food doesn't reach us. You can imagine what our mental state is like after living there for a year. That's why some of us make our own arrangements.’ I asked, ‘Arrangements?’ Amit said, ‘Let me explain. The nearest village to where we have our camp is about 50 to 60 kilometers away. And we travel that distance on foot through the snow to reach that village. That's where we get our food and other necessary supplies. Two of us, chosen by rotation, go to that village once a month, crossing that distance, and bring back food and other supplies for the rest of us. It takes us at least four to five days to cover that distance. And we spend two nights in the village. That's a total of one week. And two of us are chosen each month on a rotational basis. I have also gone to that village several times to get food for the others. But once, an incident happened that had never happened to me before. Most of the people in our camp were between 35 and 40 years old. I was the youngest. Everyone except me is married; they all have sons or daughters. But it's impossible to meet them while we're there. And because there's no network, we can't even talk to our families. We have to go to the village to make phone calls. That's why living in that remote mountainous area is quite difficult for us. But for the sake of the country, we forget everything and live there. But we are all human beings. And it's human nature to fulfill one's desires. And we do the same.’ I asked, ‘How?’ Amit said, ‘The villagers know everything about us. They also know that the people living here don't get to meet their families or wives for years. And that's why a volcano of desire erupts within them. But for the sake of appearances, that volcano remains hidden inside those people. But whenever someone goes to that village, the volcano of desire inside them erupts. And the villagers themselves arrange for this. They arrange for their daughters-in-law, wives, and daughters to have sex these men in exchange for money.’ I didn't quite believe Amit's words. I said, ‘Is that even possible? How can someone let their daughter-in-law, wife, or daughter have sex with others for a few rupees?’ Amit laughed at my question too. But this time, his laughter was full of sorrow. He said, ‘This is our country, Kavita. Even today, there are many people in our country who can't earn enough money to live. And the place I'm talking about is a remote mountainous area. Not many people go there from outside. And the people there don't go outside either. And because of the snow, farming is not possible. Some people go outside in search of work. But some people stay in the village. And this is the only way for them to earn money. It may sound bad to say or hear this, but this is the bitter truth. For money, they send their daughters-in-law, wives, or daughters to people like us for one night. And people like us even spend the night with those people in exchange for money to satisfy our suppressed desires. Both two people benefit from this. We are happy because we satisfy our desires, and they are happy because they earn money. But all of this is kept secret. Outsiders have no idea about it. I didn't know either. But once I had to confront that truth.' I asked, 'How?'


‘So Amit said, "This time, I learned about this through another companion who came to that village with me. Initially, I didn't believe it either, just like you. But I only believed it when I saw it with my own eyes. We stayed in the same room in that village at night. We had separate beds. A woman came into our room at night. She didn't even look at me and went straight to my companion's bed. And they both had sex right in front of my eyes all night long. In the morning, the woman took the money from him and left. But the next day, when my companion found out that I hadn't done anything like that yet, and that I was still a virgin, he was surprised. He explained to me that I wouldn't be able to stay here for long if I suppressed my desires like this. We are soldiers of the country. Our job is to protect the country by any means. And we can only do this job with full dedication when we fulfill our personal needs on time. And in a way, by doing this, we are actually helping these poor people. We are not forcing or coercing them. These people are doing this with us willingly and with their full consent. And their families also consent to this. We are a means for them to earn money. I didn't like this, but I didn't protest either. That evening, an old man came to me. And what he said made me realize the true reality of my country. That day I learned how poor and helpless the poor people in our country are. That old man told me that his granddaughter was 20 years old. And they wanted to get her married. But they didn't even have the money for her wedding. That old man had come to me for help. He said that if I wanted, I could spend the night with his granddaughter, and with the money I would give them in return, they would get her married. Imagine, Kavita, a girl who is 20 years old. She has to earn the money for her own wedding. And that too in this way. I tried to explain to the old man that I was giving him the money freely, that I didn't need to spend the night with his granddaughter for it. But he wasn't willing to accept the money without a reason. He said he could send his daughter-in-law instead of his granddaughter, but his daughter-in-law would be with my colleague that night. So I would have to accept his granddaughter to help him. Just think, Kavita, how terrible that is. Mother and daughter would be in the same room at the same time, all to earn money for the daughter's wedding expenses. I didn't know what to say. Then the old man fell at my feet and started crying, saying that if I didn't agree, his granddaughter wouldn't get married. I was forced to agree.’ Saying this, Amit started panting. I (Kavita) asked, ‘Then?’ Amit said, ‘Then what was supposed to happen, happened. That night, the mother and daughter came to our room together. The mother went to my colleague. And the daughter came to me. They weren't looking at each other. The daughter was crying. But she stayed with me all night. She didn't scream out even once. She quietly let me have sex with her. In the morning, she took the money from me and left. That same day, we both returned to the camp. The next time I went back to the village, I met the old man again. This time he was very happy because he had gotten his granddaughter married with the money we had given him. She is happy in her new life. The old man thanked me for helping his granddaughter get married. That's when I understood the helplessness of these people. After that, as long as I was at that camp or visited that village, I had sex with some girl or woman every time. Not because I wanted to satisfy my lust, but because I wanted to help them. After a year, I was transferred from that camp. I have never gone back to that village since. But I know that the same things still go on there to this day. Who knows how many villages and towns in our country are like that?’ After saying all this, Amit fell silent. Then he said, ‘Since that incident, my perspective on sex has completely changed. For me, sex is like a sacred act. Now tell me, Kavita, after knowing all this, will you still marry me?’”


“After saying this, Kavita fell silent. I (Bijan) asked her, ‘So, what did you say to him?’ Kavita replied, ‘I didn't say anything to him at the time. To be honest, I didn't like what Amit said. Whatever the reason, I didn't think having sex like that before marriage was right. Amit said, 'Look, Kavita, I've told you everything I needed to say. I want my relationship with my wife to be as transparent as water. There shouldn't be any secrets between us. I'll come home twice a year for a month each time. And I know my wife will have to spend those five months without me. But I would never say that she should suppress her desires for me. I would only want her to tell me whatever she does.' Hearing this, I (Kavita) said, 'So, can I have sex with anyone in your absence?' He said, 'You can. But you have to tell me. Then I won't have any problem.' I said, 'You're a strange person indeed. You're encouraging your own wife to have sex with other people.' Hearing me, Amit laughed a little and said, 'I already told you that I don't beat around the bush. Leave all that aside, if you want to ask me anything, you can.' I said, 'What else should I ask? You've already told me everything without me even asking.' Then Amit said, 'Even after hearing everything I've said, are you still willing to marry me?' I said, 'I'll think about it and let you know.' Amit said, 'Then we have to go back now.' I said, 'Why, if I had said yes right now, did you have some other plan?' Amit said, 'If you had agreed now, I would have celebrated this day a little. Anyway, we'll do that later.' My friends had told me that Amit would probably kiss me today. That he would hold me in his arms and show me affection. I had also come here thinking the same thing. But the opposite happened. I was a little disappointed. Anyway, Amit dropped me home on his bike and left. I asked him to come over again, but he said, ‘Not today. I'll come some other day.’ Saying this, he left. That night, my mother asked me about it, and I told her, ‘How can I marry a boy like that? He's already had sex before marriage.’ Then I openly told my mother everything he had told me. My mother said, ‘Look, dear, Amit is a good boy. He could have hidden everything from you if he wanted to. You would never have found out about it. But he didn't do that. He told you everything himself.’ After hearing my mother's words, I agreed to the marriage. I called Amit myself and told him. He happily said, ‘Okay then, let's enjoy ourselves this evening.’ I asked him, ‘Where?’ He said, ‘It's a surprise!’ In the evening, he came to our house on his motorbike and took me for a ride to a place that looked like a restaurant. He took me to the third floor. There were some cabins partitioned off with curtains. Amit took me inside one of these cabins. I said, ‘Where have you brought me?’ He said, ‘Why, you were the one who wanted to come here that day. This is the place where boys and girls do everything.’ I was shocked to hear this. I was wearing a salwar kameez that day. Amit pressed my boobs firmly through my kameez and said, ‘I've seen your goods. Now you see mine, okay?’ I said, ‘I don't need to.’ He said, ‘But I do.’ Saying this, he himself placed my hand on his dick through his pants. Just the touch of his dick sent a jolt through my entire body. I was feeling shy, but still, I didn't remove my hand from his dick. I felt that his dick was quite large and thick. I was scared thinking about what would happen to me and my pussy when this thick dick entered my delicate pussy. Amit said, ‘Did you like my goods?’ I blushed and said, ‘I don't know.’ Amit pulled me into his arms and started kissing me. He said, ‘Now get used to all this. I like madness and wildness when it comes to sex. You will also have to learn all this, my dear. But don't worry, I will teach you everything.’ Since then, he has been doing the same thing. When he comes for a month, he has sex with me a lot. And to this day, I haven't needed to have sex with anyone else besides him.’ Saying this, Kavita finally finished her story. Now I (Bijan) looked at her and smiled, saying, ‘Okay, if is that so, then why you're at our window every night and why are you standing outside and watching me and Sangeeta having sex?’ Hearing this, Kavita looked at me in surprise.” (Contd.)

 

(*The events described in this section are entirely fictional and have no connection whatsoever to reality. The author has no intention of belittling anyone, especially the soldiers of our country. Readers are requested to view this solely as entertainment. ~ Neelkantha)

 

[Next Update is on Tuesday (21.07.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[Neelkantha]

As Amit have external affairs (whatever reason he say)
he allow Kavitha can also do like him .
Interesting.
Waiting for Tuesday..............

Yes he's interesting in many ways.

[Neelkantha]

Very good story writer, excellent skills of writing,if I am not wrong, previously you wrote some bengali stories.Right?

Thanks. And yes, i was writing stories in bengali in 2019.

[Neelkantha]

Part 166 – Kavita Gave Bijan A Unique Massage

 

Bijan’s POV- I was telling my wife Pihu my story while I was fingering her pussy. “When Kavita heard this, she was certainly taken aback for a moment, but she quickly composed herself and said, ‘How did you find out about this?’ I told her the truth, ‘I've been noticing you looking in the mirror for the past three days, standing by the window you are watching us two having sex.’ I thought Kavita might deny it or something else. But Kavita didn't do anything like that; she simply accepted what I said and replied, ‘Actually, I had a desire to watch sex happening in front of me.  Besides, how else could I watch someone else having sex? I'm alone at home. So when Sangeeta didi (elder sister) said that she and you would be staying at my house for a month and having sex every night, I thought I would get to watch you both having sex. That's why I told didi to scream loudly whenever you had sex with her so I would know and could go and watch. And she has been doing exactly as I asked. And I have watched you both having sex.’ I asked, ‘Have you only watched us having sex, or have you seen anything else?’ At this question, Kavita blushed a little and smiled, saying, ‘No, dada (elder brother), I haven't been able to see anything else yet. From where I stand, I can only see your back.’ I said, ‘What's the problem? I'll show you right now.’ Saying this, I unzipped my pants and went to show her my cock. But Kavita immediately stopped me and said, ‘No, dada. Not now. If you want to show me something, meet me tonight after you've had sex with didi. Then I'll see.’ Her words clearly hinted at her wanting to have sex with me. But I didn't want to repeat the same mistake twice. I had come here at Sangeeta's request. And if I had sex with her sister without telling her, she might get angry. So I decided to tell Sangeeta about it first. After a while, Sangeeta got up, and we started drinking tea. I told her about my conversation with Kavita. Sangeeta didn't react much. She said, ‘If you want to have sex with Kavita, or if Kavita wants to have sex with you, I have no objection. You can do whatever you want with her after you've had sex with me. But first, you have to have sex with me. Because I want your first thick cum. After that, you two can do whatever you want, I won't have any objection.’ Hearing this, both Kavita and I were happy. She went and hugged her sister. All three of us were happy. I was happy because today I was going to get the chance to have sex with both Sangeeta and Kavita. And Kavita was happy to have sex with someone other than her husband for the first time. And Sangeeta was happy anyway by getting fucked by me. That night, after dinner, Sangeeta said to Kavita, ‘Come to our room after an hour. By then, we'll be done having sex.’ Saying this, Sangeeta and I went into the room and had sex as we did every night. After an hour, Kavita entered our room. She was already naked. Seeing her, Sangeeta said, ‘You've already come prepared.’ She said, ‘Absolutely. Today, for the first time, I'm going to have sex with someone other than my husband. So I'm a little excited.’ Sangeeta got up from the bed and said, ‘Okay, Kavita, I'll go and sleep with your child in your room. You have fun with Bijan.’ Saying this, she went to the next room, pressing my cum in her pussy by her panties.

As soon as Sangeeta left the room, Kavita practically pounced on me. I said to her, ‘You're happy that Sangeeta is gone, aren't you?’ She replied, ‘Yes. I couldn't have proper sex with you while didi was here. Now I can have sex with you to my heart's content. I like a little wild and rough sex. You don't have any objection to that, do you?’ I replied, ‘Well, I don't have any objection, but I've never had wild and rough sex with anyone before. And I don't have any experience with it either. Okay, I'll learn from you today.’ Hearing this, Kavita looked a little surprised and said, ‘Until now, I thought every man liked wild and rough sex. But you're saying something else’ I said, ‘Why, does your husband like wild and rough sex?’ Kavita said, ‘Absolutely. I told you, didn't I, that my husband is a sex enthusiast? He loves having wild and rough sex with me. I didn't like all this before. But now, because of him, I like it.’ I said, ‘Okay, just tell me what I need to do, and I'll do it.’ Kavita said, ‘Okay. Wait. Let me do something first.’ Saying this, she went out of the room. And then, after a while, she came back with a large oilcloth. She asked me to get up from the bed. I got up from the bed. Kavita spread the oilcloth on the bed. I asked her, ‘Why are you spreading this? Are you going to pour water on it?’ She laughed a little and said, ‘No. Just watch.’ Saying this, she went out of the room again. After a while, she came back. This time she had a glass bottle in her hand containing mustard oil. Seeing the oil, I asked her, ‘Now what are you going to do with this oil?’ This time Kavita said little frustrated, ‘Ugh, dada, you ask so many questions!!! Let me do my work. Now just lie down on that oilcloth, face down, on your stomach.’ I said, ‘But tell me, what are you going to do?’ She said, ‘I’ll tell you. First, just lie down face down.’ I lay down on the bed covered with the oilcloth. Kavita stood beside the bed and said, ‘You just had sex with didi. That’s why you must be tired. And you won’t be able to have sex with me properly right now. So I’m going to give you a good massage with this oil. This will make your tiredness disappear in a jiffy, and you’ll feel energetic. And then you’ll be able to have sex with me for as long as I tell you to.’ I said, ‘Is this idea your husband’s?’ She said smilingly, ‘Yes. We often give each other oil massages after sex. Then we have sex for hours again. Now just lie there with your eyes closed without saying a word. And enjoy my oil massage.’ Both Kavita and I were completely naked from head to toe. So we didn’t need to take off our clothes. And Kavita got to work without wasting any time.”


After saying all this, I fell silent. Until now, Pihu had been listening attentively. As soon as I stopped, she understood that I was about to ask her to do something. So she looked at me questioningly. I said, "For the next stage, you'll have to do something, darling." Pihu asked, "What?" I told her, "Since then, you've been lying comfortably on the bed listening to my story, and at the same time, you've been making me work. Sometimes I'm fingering your pussy, sometimes I'm caressing your boobs, sometimes I'm telling you a story. I've gotten a little tired doing all this. Now I'll relax and tell you the story." Pihu laughed a little and said, "And tell me what I have to do for that. You made the mistake. I'm angry with you. But since then, you've been giving me one order after another." I said, "Nothing much. Now I'll lie down in your place, and you'll massage my cock. I'll tell you the story while you massage my cock." Hearing me, Pihu got up from the bed and said, "Okay, lie down." I lay down in her place, and Pihu sat between my legs, just as I had been sitting between hers. She took my cock in her hand and slowly started massaging it, moving it up and down. Then she said, "Are you relaxed now?" I said, "Yes, a little." Pihu said, "Then quickly start telling me your story." I said, "Okay." Pihu continued massaging my cock with her hand, and I, lying on the bed, began telling her the story of my exploits. "As soon as I lay down on my stomach on that oilcloth, Kavita climbed onto the bed with the bottle of oil in her hand. Then she stood with her feet on either side of my body. Then she sat down on my butt. The touch of Kavita's soft hands on my back felt incredibly good. Then she took some oil from the bottle onto her palm, rubbed it in, and began massaging me. She leaned forward and whispered in my ear, ‘Close your eyes, dada. And enjoy the oil massage.’ I did as she said. I closed my eyes and felt Kavita's soft hands massaging my back. She was right. After a short while of her massage, all my fatigue disappeared, and I started feeling refreshed. Kavita was massaging my back from top to bottom and then from bottom to top with the oil. Gradually, I started enjoying the massage. Her massage was so good that I felt like I was falling asleep. I was just about to drift off when Kavita suddenly stopped massaging. As soon as her hands stopped moving, I opened my eyes and asked her, ‘What happened, Kavita? Why did you stop? I was enjoying it.’ Hearing me, Kavita said, ‘You'll enjoy it even more now, dada. Just lie still and keep enjoying my massage.’ What she did next, I was truly not prepared for. She moved a little closer and sat on my waist. Then she leaned forward and almost lay on my back. I couldn't understand what Kavita was actually doing or what she was going to do. But I lay there quietly, letting her do whatever she was doing. Now she held both of her boobs with both hands and started gently moving them up and down my back, and then from bottom to top. This meant she was now massaging my back with her boobs instead of her hands. This was the first time I had ever received such a unique massage. I had never even dreamed that a girl could massage me in such a sensual way with her own boobs. But all of this was actually happening to me. Kavita was continuously rubbing her boobs all over my back. Her erect nipples were repeatedly brushing softly against my back, which gradually increased my arousal, and my cock started to get hard.


After massaging my entire back thoroughly with her boobs for quite some time, Kavita stopped and asked me, "’Dada, how does my massage feel?’ I said, ‘Amazing!!! You're really giving a great massage, Kavita!!!’ In response, Kavita said, ‘Just wait and see what else I can do.’ I said, ‘Where did you learn all this? From your husband?’ She replied, ‘He taught me how to massage. But the rest is my own invention. And this tit massage is my husband's favorite. I have to give him a tit massage at least once every night.’ I laughed and said, ‘Yes, now I feel that for as long as I stay here, I'll have you give me this special tit massage every night.’ Kavita said, ‘Of course, dada.’ Then she said, ‘Dada, I've massaged your back. Now I'll massage your legs, thighs, and butt.’ Saying this, she got up from on top of me and sat between my legs, just like you're sitting now. The only difference is that now I'm lying on my back. Back then, I was lying on my stomach. Anyway, Kavita took some oil on her palms again and started massaging my feet. She massaged my feet from my toes to the soles, then my ankles, and finally up to my knees. Then she started massaging my thighs above my knees. Then, while massaging, she reached my butt. After massaging my buttocks and hips for some time, Kavita said, ‘Dada, now I'm going to give you a rim-job.’ I said, ‘What's that?’ Hearing me, she said, ‘You've never had a rim-job from anyone before!!!" “Not even from Pihu Didi!!!’ I said, ‘If I don’t even know, how would your Pihu Didi know it? But tell me, what exactly happens in this rim-job?’ Hearing me, Kavita said, ‘Dada, I told you that this isn’t something you can’t understand only by talking or listening. It’s something you have to feel. So when I give you this rim-job, you’ll feel it and enjoy it. I learned this from a porn site. And when I gave my husband this rim-job for the first time, he went completely crazy. See, you’ll like it too.’ Saying this, she grabbed both my buttocks with her hands and spread them apart. This exposed my ass and the crack of my buttocks to Kavita. Now Kavita leaned forward, placed her nose directly on my ass, and took a long, deep breath. Seeing her sniffing my ass like that, I felt disgusted. But there was no expression of disgust on her face. Rather, there was a look of pleasure in doing it. She had said that she and her husband do things during sex that we can't even imagine. I was beginning to understand how true that was. This is madness.”


Pihu had been listening to my story, silently stroking my cock without saying a single word. I realized how much my story had aroused her when, without me saying anything, she took my cock into her mouth and began to suck it slowly. My cock was already erect, and now, inside Pihu's mouth, it began to grow even larger. Pihu was now running her tongue over my cock, licking it. Occasionally, she would use the tip of her tongue to lick the pre-cum that had gathered at the opening of my cock. While my wife was giving me a sensual blowjob, I started telling her the story again, “After sniffing my ass with great intensity for a long time, Kavita removed her nose from my ass and said to me, ‘Dada, your ass smells quite strong. It will be fun to lick it.’ I was shocked to hear that. So, does this mean Kavita is going to lick my ass now? I asked her this question, ‘Kavita, are you going to lick my ass now?’ She said, ‘Of course. That's what they call a rim-job.’ I said, ‘Won't you feel disgusted?’ In response, Kavita laughed and said, ‘Haven't you ever fucked Pihu didi’s ass before?’ I said, ‘Yes, I have. Many times.’ Kavita said, ‘So, didn't you ever lick her ass before fucking her?’ I said, ‘Most of the time we use Vaseline or some other cream. Yes, maybe I licked her ass once or twice.’ Kavita said, ‘Didn't you feel disgusted then, while licking Pihu didi’s ass?’ Now I didn't have a solid answer to her question. I remained silent. In response, she herself said, ‘Dada, just like you men lick the ass of us girls or women before fucking our asses, similarly, we girls or women also lick men's asses. And this is called a rim-job. And not only licking the ass, but we do many other things too.’ I said, ‘Like what?’ In response, Kavita laughed again and said, ‘See for yourself.’ Saying this, she brought her face forward again towards my ass. Then she stuck out her tongue and inserted it straight into my ass. Suddenly feeling Kavita's warm breath and her wet tongue in my ass, I started to feel a tickling sensation. And I moved a little.


Kavita held my waist, keeping me in place, and said, ‘Dada, don't move like that. Stay lying down. Otherwise, I'll have trouble licking your asshole.’ I lay back down in my place. And Kavita again inserted her tongue into my ass. She started licking the inner walls of my ass with her tongue. I started having a strange feeling. Since I had never had this done to me before that day, instead of enjoying it, I felt strange. But I didn't tell Kavita this. Who knows if she would like it or not. But it seemed to me that far from being disgusted, Kavita was enjoying it. Because she spread my buttocks with both her hands and licked the entire crack of my ass, including my asshole, with her tongue, soaking it with her saliva. She spat into my ass and spread her own saliva around my ass with her tongue. But then she did something I wasn't prepared for at all. She removed her tongue from my ass and suddenly inserted the thumb of her right hand into my ass. Due to the excitement, my ass was constricted. Her thumb wasn't going in. Yet Kavita forcefully pushed her thumb into my ass. As soon as her thumb entered my ass, I felt as if a cork had been tightly sealed in the mouth of a bottle; similarly, Kavita's thumb completely sealed my ass like a cork. I was in pain in my ass, but I still didn't say anything to her. Kavita spat on my ass again. And she started pushing that saliva into my ass with her thumb. I've been fucking you and Sangeeta’s ass until now. But I didn't know that a girl would fuck my ass like this. Now I finally understand the true meaning of getting the ass fucked. She started fucking my ass, moving her thumb in and out of my ass. She was constantly spitting on my ass so that it would stay wet and slippery with her saliva, and she wouldn't have any difficulty inserting her thumb into my ass. Because Kavita's thumb had been inside my ass for quite some time, my ass had become much bigger and looser than before. Now Kavita wasn't having any trouble inserting her thumb into my ass. Her thumb was going in and out of my ass quite easily. Kavita continued to fuck my ass with her thumb for a long time. Now, slowly, I was also starting to enjoy it. And my excitement was returning. And my cock had become erect again. Kavita noticed this too. She grabbed my cock with her other hand and started stroking it slowly. She wasn't rushing at all. Because she knew that if she rushed, I might ejaculate right away. And that could spoil the fun. I was really enjoying it now. My ass was being fucked by Kavita. And she was also stroking my cock. Now I couldn't help but moan. And a moan escaped my lips, "Oh... Kavita... harder... harder... stroke my cock... Kavita... please...’


Hearing my gasps, Kavita realized that I wouldn't be able to hold back much longer and might ejaculate any moment. She immediately removed her hand from my cock, grabbed my dangling testicles, and squeezed them tightly in her fist. I didn't understand what she was doing, but she didn't let go of my testicles. That's when I witnessed Kavita's expertise in this sexual game, despite her young age. As long as Kavita held my testicles in her fist, the urge to ejaculate gradually subsided. My cock remained erect, but I didn't ejaculate. She held my testicles tightly for a while, until she felt that I wouldn't ejaculate anymore. After some time, she loosened her grip and released my testicles. Then she removed her thumb from my ass. She then straightened me out and said, ‘Dada, now I will massage your chest.’ I thought she would take some oil and massage me with her hands. But she surprised me again; she took the oil and started rubbing it on her own boobs. I asked her, ‘Are you massaging yourself or me?’ She laughed and said, ‘I'm massaging you. And this is preparation for that.’ I said, ‘Will you massage me with your boobs instead of your hands?’ She laughed again and said, ‘You've got it right. Just like I massaged your back with my boobs a while ago, I will now massage your chest with my boobs.’ Hearing this, I was happy. Because she had massaged my back with her boobs a little while ago, and I had enjoyed it very much. So I was ready to be massaged by her boobs again. Kavita now sat down a little below my stomach. Her buttocks were lightly touching my cock. This made me feel sexually aroused again, and my cock became erect once more, touching the crack of Kavita's buttocks. Feeling this, Kavita said, ‘Dada, control yourself. There's even more fun to come, so get ready for it.’ Saying this, she got ready to massage me with her boobs again, and I was ready to let her massage me.” (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Thursday (23.07.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[Neelkantha]

Excellent writing dear writer,I have a request to you,in your next update, please keep a very sensual and erotic breastfeeding session between kavita and bijan.

May be. Let's see what happens next. Thanks for your comments.

[Neelkantha]

Sir,apnar lekha nemesis ar modhurat duto golpoi porlam,infact nemesis story ta aro onek dur continue hobe,duto golpoi darun,apni nijei janalen je apni 2019 theke 20 saler moddhe bes kichu bengali story likhechilen,apnar ei duto story porar por ami apnar lekha oi purono story guloo porte chai.kintu story gulor name ami jani na, apnake pm kortam kintu dekhchi je apnake pm othoba e-mail message dutoi kora jabe na, ekhon amar request pls amake apnar purono story gulo pabar bapare apni help korun

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[Neelkantha]

Sir,golpo ar novel tar pdf ki amake deoa jabe? kotha dicchi khali amar kachei pdf thakbe.I shall be highly grateful to you sir,asole apnar ei 2 to story khubi valo legeche tai baki story guloo porte chai ami,ar apnar kache chara ar karor kachei to story gulo nei

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