29-06-2026, 06:21 PM
Adultery A Husband and Wife’s Playful Texts Turn Into a Complicated Affair [COMPLETED]Completed
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29-06-2026, 07:09 PM
(29-06-2026, 07:06 PM)amzad2004 Wrote: Heygi remain sticked to his decision to awarded home wrecker character that he gave spoiler earlier to me. Thanos is winning and avengers are loseing and at the end iron man will be dead even though he has all the stone in his hand, Eventually heygi remains as a ullu app standard writer. He won't evolve. It is fact that no one marry a cheating wife because once a married woman cheats she can cheats multiple times. It is heygi's determination to give a winning throphy to a home wrecker character in this story, on the process he is making a donkey climbs a tree. No logic, No reality, no justice. Only ullu app standard erotica. Put your brain aside and put on your dickhead instead. Shag it off. He took my advice during the suresh sneha story to exclude love from the relationship between sneha and ghautom and got highest view that showed huge success. On the other hand he rufuse to take my advice to exclude love form the relationship from the tharun and nikita and getting lowest view so far. It is his arrogance that prevented him to grow as a great writer. I do not know if it is like marvels studio's end game part 1 is going on or not where thanos won the battle and waiting final tweist upcoming the part 2. If that is heygi's plan then I will declare heygi is one of kind and I will ready kiss his toe. I will do. I want to see heygi as a highest level rank in erotica history not remain in the ullu app standard arena.
Thanks for your advice, let me stuck being a ULLU app writer.
Im glad your advice helped Suresh Sneha story got highest views, but the story stopped in midway, who should i credit it for.
anyways, i expected you will comment like this. I will stay as Ullu App writer. Sorry to disappoint you and Thanks for understanding.
29-06-2026, 07:19 PM
(29-06-2026, 06:59 PM)RCF Wrote: Making sex mandatory when one loves another and yet have sex with misunderstanding is shitty. I feel for Tharun badly now, I do not have empathy for those who cannot speak their mind nor open up properly like adults.
This story is different than others yet turned into a roller coaster but feel bad for the man who got caught in this mess. Initially I knew Tharun was the one who manipulated everything but Author turned him into hero for unknown reasons unless truth comes out as him to be the one who wrote letter.
Sex should be fun like others said not like this with heavy emotions and no clarity and incoherent situations where one is crying outside the door and other having fun but with heavy heart lol
Better this story never has sex between Nikita and Tharun else Nikita will be forced to be with Tharun and choose him once she has sex with him and reconciliation wouldn't be good with Jay. I feel Author has made this into a too much of emotional attachment between Jay and Nikita and when that happens sex with other person is meaningless.
~RCF
I consider it as challange, will there be ever love? after this?
When people feel bad for Jay, that is where i work as a writer who made my character gets empathy.
and i don't know to write a story , with sex with fun, i cannot ignore emotions around it, and i had to honor the emotions, feelings aftermath. That would give readers a warning, again and again fantasy is work in reality it comes with heavy cost, take relationship serious.
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29-06-2026, 08:07 PM
Chapter 91: The GPS and the Knock
The clock in Sharmi and Jay’s hotel room ticked closer to 9 PM. The air was thick with nervous energy. Sharmi had spent the last hour transforming the space into something intimate and special — dim lights, fresh flowers, a small chocolate cake chilling in the fridge, and soft music playing faintly in the background. She had prepared a detailed checklist in her mind, every little detail meant to create the perfect atmosphere for Jay’s planned reconciliation with Nikitha.
Jay paced the room, his heart pounding. He kept rehearsing the words he wanted to say. Both of them were shivering with anticipation and anxiety. Just 30 minutes left.
Meanwhile, far away on the highway, Tharun’s car finally turned into the driveway of BB Luxury Inn — a secluded, high-end resort nestled near the highway. The property was stunning: private villas, lush gardens, and complete seclusion.
“If not for dinner, we could have reached thirty minutes earlier,” Tharun said lightly as he parked.
He glanced at Nikitha. She had been quiet the entire ride, but he could sense a quiet determination in her. Something had shifted. After unloading the luggage, they entered their elegant private villa. Tharun collapsed onto the large bed with a tired sigh, but Nikitha stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass window, staring out at the dark, peaceful landscape.
Tharun watched her silently. He knew she was lost in thought. She had asked him to bring her here. She had asked for time alone with him. She needed emotional support — and perhaps more.
He stood up and walked behind her. Without a word, he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, pulling her back against his chest in a warm, possessive hug.
“All okay now?” he whispered against her ear, his breath hot on her skin.
“Better,” she murmured, leaning into him.
“I know you’re still upset about everything,” he said softly, his hands gently caressing her stomach. “I’m here. As your emotional support, allow me to kiss you, let ths ease your pain..
He turned her face toward him and kissed her deeply. The kiss was slow at first, then grew hungry. His tongue explored her mouth as his hands roamed over her body.
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Nikitha moaned softly into the kiss, her body responding to his touch.
Suddenly, Tharun’s phone rang.
The sharp sound shattered the moment like cold water. Nikitha pulled back, breathing heavily. Before she could say anything, Tharun glanced at the screen — it was the HR representative.
“Sir, did you drive one of the vehicles 40 km away from the hotel?” the man asked.
Tharun sighed. “Yes, I’m at BB Luxury Inn. What’s the matter?”
“Nothing serious, sir. All our cars have GPS tracking. Only one vehicle showed up here, so we wanted to confirm everything was fine.”
Tharun laughed lightly. “You thought some theft happend, No No Everything’s good.”
but looking at how he called at wrong timing he added casually, “If you need to reach someone else, you can contact Jay.”
The moment Jay’s name left his mouth, Nikitha’s expression changed. She turned away, irritation flashing across her face.
Tharun quickly ended the call. “I’m in the middle of something important. Call me tomorrow if needed. A flash of Jay and Sharmi's morning episode crossed his min, And don’t disturb my colleague either — just text him.”
He hung up and turned to Nikitha, who was already putting her phone on silent mode.
“I wanted a peaceful time,” she said, voice low, “and you still dragged names here.”
Tharun stepped closer, apologetic but playful. “I’m sorry. I’ll obey your orders tonight.”
He put his mobile on silent.
and then
He pulled her close again. “But thank you for accepting my kiss… for letting me comfort you.”
Nikitha looked up at him, her eyes softening with a new resolve. “It’s me who should be thankful. I’ve got a gift for you tonight.”
“A gift?” Tharun asked, intrigued, a spark of excitement in his eyes.
“You’ll see,” she whispered. “But first… let me change my dress. Can you go inside the bathroom for a few minutes?”
“Why can’t you go inside the bathroom and change?” Tharun asked, genuinely puzzled.
Nikitha gave him a mysterious smile, her eyes sparkling with a mix of nervousness and excitement. “Just do what I say.”
The request sounded strange to him, but something in her tone — soft yet firm — made his pulse quicken. He could sense she was planning something. After a moment, he nodded.
“Okay,” he said, his voice low with curiosity.
He turned toward the bathroom, then paused and looked back at her. “Maybe you shall lock it from outside and open it when you’re done?”
“No,” she replied quickly. “Lock it from inside. I’ll knock on the desk when I’m ready and get on the bed. You can come out after that.”
Tharun raised an eyebrow, a playful grin forming on his lips.
“How many knocks?” he joked, trying to lighten the charged atmosphere.
“Three,” she said, smiling softly. “Solid knocks.”
He chuckled, the sound warm and husky, before stepping into the bathroom and locking the door behind him. The anticipation in the air was thick. He leaned against the door, heart beating faster than usual, wondering what she was up to.
Meanwhile, back at the main hotel, the clock struck exactly 9:30 PM.
Jay was shivering with nerves. He had been pacing the room, silently practicing all the dialogues he wanted to say to Nikitha — apologies, explanations, declarations of love. His phone buzzed with a message from the HR representative:
Sharmi had finished getting ready. She looked at herself one last time in the mirror, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the room. Her heart was racing with excitement and nervousness.
She walked down the corridor and stopped in front of Tharun and Nikitha’s original room. Raising her hand, she knocked three times — clear, deliberate knocks.
“Dinner time, Nikki!” she called out cheerfully.
Cut to BB Luxury Inn.
Inside the luxurious private villa, Tharun heard the three powerful knocks on the wooden desk.
His pulse spiked instantly. A rush of adrenaline and excitement coursed through his veins. He took a deep breath, unlocked the bathroom door, and stepped out with a playful, expectant smile on his face. He was ready for her “gift” — perhaps something memorable, or intimate.
But the moment he entered the bedroom, the visual before him stunned him completely.
The clock in Sharmi and Jay’s hotel room ticked closer to 9 PM. The air was thick with nervous energy. Sharmi had spent the last hour transforming the space into something intimate and special — dim lights, fresh flowers, a small chocolate cake chilling in the fridge, and soft music playing faintly in the background. She had prepared a detailed checklist in her mind, every little detail meant to create the perfect atmosphere for Jay’s planned reconciliation with Nikitha.
Jay paced the room, his heart pounding. He kept rehearsing the words he wanted to say. Both of them were shivering with anticipation and anxiety. Just 30 minutes left.
Meanwhile, far away on the highway, Tharun’s car finally turned into the driveway of BB Luxury Inn — a secluded, high-end resort nestled near the highway. The property was stunning: private villas, lush gardens, and complete seclusion.
“If not for dinner, we could have reached thirty minutes earlier,” Tharun said lightly as he parked.
He glanced at Nikitha. She had been quiet the entire ride, but he could sense a quiet determination in her. Something had shifted. After unloading the luggage, they entered their elegant private villa. Tharun collapsed onto the large bed with a tired sigh, but Nikitha stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass window, staring out at the dark, peaceful landscape.
Tharun watched her silently. He knew she was lost in thought. She had asked him to bring her here. She had asked for time alone with him. She needed emotional support — and perhaps more.
He stood up and walked behind her. Without a word, he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, pulling her back against his chest in a warm, possessive hug.
“All okay now?” he whispered against her ear, his breath hot on her skin.
“Better,” she murmured, leaning into him.
“I know you’re still upset about everything,” he said softly, his hands gently caressing her stomach. “I’m here. As your emotional support, allow me to kiss you, let ths ease your pain..
He turned her face toward him and kissed her deeply. The kiss was slow at first, then grew hungry. His tongue explored her mouth as his hands roamed over her body.
Nikitha moaned softly into the kiss, her body responding to his touch.
Suddenly, Tharun’s phone rang.
The sharp sound shattered the moment like cold water. Nikitha pulled back, breathing heavily. Before she could say anything, Tharun glanced at the screen — it was the HR representative.
“Sir, did you drive one of the vehicles 40 km away from the hotel?” the man asked.
Tharun sighed. “Yes, I’m at BB Luxury Inn. What’s the matter?”
“Nothing serious, sir. All our cars have GPS tracking. Only one vehicle showed up here, so we wanted to confirm everything was fine.”
Tharun laughed lightly. “You thought some theft happend, No No Everything’s good.”
but looking at how he called at wrong timing he added casually, “If you need to reach someone else, you can contact Jay.”
The moment Jay’s name left his mouth, Nikitha’s expression changed. She turned away, irritation flashing across her face.
Tharun quickly ended the call. “I’m in the middle of something important. Call me tomorrow if needed. A flash of Jay and Sharmi's morning episode crossed his min, And don’t disturb my colleague either — just text him.”
He hung up and turned to Nikitha, who was already putting her phone on silent mode.
“I wanted a peaceful time,” she said, voice low, “and you still dragged names here.”
Tharun stepped closer, apologetic but playful. “I’m sorry. I’ll obey your orders tonight.”
He put his mobile on silent.
and then
He pulled her close again. “But thank you for accepting my kiss… for letting me comfort you.”
Nikitha looked up at him, her eyes softening with a new resolve. “It’s me who should be thankful. I’ve got a gift for you tonight.”
“A gift?” Tharun asked, intrigued, a spark of excitement in his eyes.
“You’ll see,” she whispered. “But first… let me change my dress. Can you go inside the bathroom for a few minutes?”
“Why can’t you go inside the bathroom and change?” Tharun asked, genuinely puzzled.
Nikitha gave him a mysterious smile, her eyes sparkling with a mix of nervousness and excitement. “Just do what I say.”
The request sounded strange to him, but something in her tone — soft yet firm — made his pulse quicken. He could sense she was planning something. After a moment, he nodded.
“Okay,” he said, his voice low with curiosity.
He turned toward the bathroom, then paused and looked back at her. “Maybe you shall lock it from outside and open it when you’re done?”
“No,” she replied quickly. “Lock it from inside. I’ll knock on the desk when I’m ready and get on the bed. You can come out after that.”
Tharun raised an eyebrow, a playful grin forming on his lips.
“How many knocks?” he joked, trying to lighten the charged atmosphere.
“Three,” she said, smiling softly. “Solid knocks.”
He chuckled, the sound warm and husky, before stepping into the bathroom and locking the door behind him. The anticipation in the air was thick. He leaned against the door, heart beating faster than usual, wondering what she was up to.
Meanwhile, back at the main hotel, the clock struck exactly 9:30 PM.
Jay was shivering with nerves. He had been pacing the room, silently practicing all the dialogues he wanted to say to Nikitha — apologies, explanations, declarations of love. His phone buzzed with a message from the HR representative:
Quote:Sir, this is the HR representative. Tharun sir gave your number. All our cars are GPS activated. If you want a non-GPS car, just text me. I’ll send one in an hour.Jay ignored the message completely. His mind was elsewhere.
Sharmi had finished getting ready. She looked at herself one last time in the mirror, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the room. Her heart was racing with excitement and nervousness.
She walked down the corridor and stopped in front of Tharun and Nikitha’s original room. Raising her hand, she knocked three times — clear, deliberate knocks.
“Dinner time, Nikki!” she called out cheerfully.
Cut to BB Luxury Inn.
Inside the luxurious private villa, Tharun heard the three powerful knocks on the wooden desk.
His pulse spiked instantly. A rush of adrenaline and excitement coursed through his veins. He took a deep breath, unlocked the bathroom door, and stepped out with a playful, expectant smile on his face. He was ready for her “gift” — perhaps something memorable, or intimate.
But the moment he entered the bedroom, the visual before him stunned him completely.
29-06-2026, 08:26 PM
Chapter 92: The Unexpected Gift
Inside the luxurious private villa, Tharun heard the three powerful knocks on the desk.
His pulse spiked. A rush of excitement surged through him. He took a slow, deep breath, unlocked the bathroom door, and stepped out with a confident, hungry smile.
But the moment he entered the bedroom, the visual before him stunned him completely.
Nikitha was lying on her back in the center of the large, elegant bed.
Her long, dark hair was dramatically spread across the pillows like a black silk fan, framing her beautiful face. She had pulled a thick, soft woolen bedsheet up to just below her collarbone, covering her body modestly yet provocatively. The heavy fabric clung to her curves, hinting at the bare skin beneath.
![[Image: 744507683_untitled-1-recoveredrer.jpg]](https://img2.pixhost.to/images/8976/744507683_untitled-1-recoveredrer.jpg)
Her shoulders and the upper swells of her breasts were visible above the sheet. One delicate hand rested near her head, fingers lightly touching her hair, while the other lay on top of the thick woolen sheet, just above her chest. Her eyes — dark, seductive, and slightly nervous — locked onto his with quiet intensity.
She was completely nude underneath the thick woolen bedsheet.
The contrast was breathtaking: the luxurious, heavy texture of the wool against her soft, warm skin. The way the sheet dbangd over the full curves of her breasts, the dip of her waist, and the swell of her hips left little to the imagination while still teasing him mercilessly.
Tharun stood frozen in the doorway, mouth slightly open, completely stunned.
“Nikki…” he breathed, his voice rough with raw desire.
He had expected a gift .
He had not expected this.
The sight of her lying there so boldly, offering herself to him under that thick woolen sheet, sent a powerful wave of lust crashing through his body. His eyes darkened with hunger as they slowly roamed over her form — tracing the visible line of her neck, the soft rise of her chest beneath the fabric, and the way her nipples faintly pressed against the thick material.
Nikitha’s cheeks flushed with a mix of shyness and arousal as she watched his reaction. Her breathing was slightly quicker, causing the woolen sheet to shift teasingly over her breasts.
Tharun took one slow step forward, then another. His gaze never left her.
“You…” he whispered, voice thick and hoarse, “are the most beautiful, most dangerous gift I’ve ever received.”
but why what does this means?
Do you accept my love?
The question hung in the heated air between them. Tharun’s heart pounded as he waited for her answer — the one word that could change everything.
Inside the luxurious private villa, Tharun heard the three powerful knocks on the desk.
His pulse spiked. A rush of excitement surged through him. He took a slow, deep breath, unlocked the bathroom door, and stepped out with a confident, hungry smile.
But the moment he entered the bedroom, the visual before him stunned him completely.
Nikitha was lying on her back in the center of the large, elegant bed.
Her long, dark hair was dramatically spread across the pillows like a black silk fan, framing her beautiful face. She had pulled a thick, soft woolen bedsheet up to just below her collarbone, covering her body modestly yet provocatively. The heavy fabric clung to her curves, hinting at the bare skin beneath.
Her shoulders and the upper swells of her breasts were visible above the sheet. One delicate hand rested near her head, fingers lightly touching her hair, while the other lay on top of the thick woolen sheet, just above her chest. Her eyes — dark, seductive, and slightly nervous — locked onto his with quiet intensity.
She was completely nude underneath the thick woolen bedsheet.
The contrast was breathtaking: the luxurious, heavy texture of the wool against her soft, warm skin. The way the sheet dbangd over the full curves of her breasts, the dip of her waist, and the swell of her hips left little to the imagination while still teasing him mercilessly.
Tharun stood frozen in the doorway, mouth slightly open, completely stunned.
“Nikki…” he breathed, his voice rough with raw desire.
He had expected a gift .
He had not expected this.
The sight of her lying there so boldly, offering herself to him under that thick woolen sheet, sent a powerful wave of lust crashing through his body. His eyes darkened with hunger as they slowly roamed over her form — tracing the visible line of her neck, the soft rise of her chest beneath the fabric, and the way her nipples faintly pressed against the thick material.
Nikitha’s cheeks flushed with a mix of shyness and arousal as she watched his reaction. Her breathing was slightly quicker, causing the woolen sheet to shift teasingly over her breasts.
Tharun took one slow step forward, then another. His gaze never left her.
“You…” he whispered, voice thick and hoarse, “are the most beautiful, most dangerous gift I’ve ever received.”
but why what does this means?
Do you accept my love?
The question hung in the heated air between them. Tharun’s heart pounded as he waited for her answer — the one word that could change everything.
29-06-2026, 09:24 PM
Chapter 93: Surrender and Pleasure
“Do you accept my love?”
The question hung heavy in the heated air between them. Tharun’s heart pounded violently as he waited for her answer — the one word that could change everything.
Nikitha looked at him, her dark eyes shimmering with a mixture of vulnerability and desire. For a few seconds, time seemed to stop.
Then desire won.
Tharun couldn’t hold back any longer. In one swift, fluid motion, he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. It landed on the desk, covering both their phones. His pants followed quickly, leaving him in only his boxers. The thick woolen bedsheet ensured that even in the dim golden light, nothing was visible from outside, but inside the room, the atmosphere had turned electric.
He climbed onto the bed and moved on top of her, hovering dangerously close. His muscular body hovered just inches above hers, separated only by the thick woolen sheet. He stayed in that position, their faces dangerously close, his breath mingling with hers.
“Tell me, Nikki,” he whispered, voice rough with need. “Do you accept my love?”
Back at the hotel…
It was strange. Even after knocking several times, neither Nikitha nor Tharun had come out of their room.
Sharmi frowned, growing confused. She immediately called Nikitha’s phone, but it rang endlessly with no answer. Jay, who had been waiting anxiously inside the room, stepped out into the corridor.
“They’re probably already at dinner,” he suggested.
Sharmi nodded, though doubt lingered. They decided to check the downstairs restaurant themselves.
Cut back to Villa Resort.
Tharun’s voice was strained with emotion as he hovered above her.
“Nikki… tell me. Do you love me?”
Nikitha opened her mouth, her voice soft but clear.
“Thank you for showing me your love. I have decided to step into your life. I’m accepting your love. As you asked… I’m inviting you. I’m yours tonight.”
Tharun’s eyes darkened. He noticed the careful wording — she had not said “I love you.” She had accepted his love. There was a stark difference.
He started to pull back, a flicker of hesitation crossing his face, but Nikitha quickly grabbed his arm, stopping him.
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“I won’t settle for ordinary tonight,” he whispered. “I want to make this memorable… and incredibly pleasurable for you.”
“How?” she asked, breathless.
Tharun smiled mischievously. “I’ll show you…”
He moved down her body with deliberate slowness. He spread her legs wide, positioning himself between them. Instead of entering her immediately, he lowered his head and pressed his mouth against her most intimate area.
Nikitha gasped sharply. “Tharun… why… just take me directly…”
Tharun looked up at her with dark, lust-filled eyes. “Let’s take it slow, baby. Step by step. Bit by bit. I want this to be a memory that stays with us forever.”
His tongue began its merciless, skilled assault — circling, licking, and sucking on her most sensitive spot with expert precision. Nikitha’s body arched violently. She cried out, her hands gripping the sheets as waves of intense pleasure crashed through her. Her thighs trembled around his head.
Jay and Sharmi finally realized something was wrong. Nikitha and Tharun had not come out of the room despite multiple knocks, and Nikitha’s phone kept ringing unanswered.
They quickly checked inside the room — it was empty.
Sharmi frowned. “Maybe they went for a walk or dinner outside?”
The hotel was a small, circular property. They decided to search the premises themselves. They took one of the company cars and began circling the entire hotel grounds slowly.
Round and round they went.
But they couldn’t spot anyone. No sign of Nikitha or Tharun.
Frustrated, they expanded their search and started circling the nearby city streets as well. The car kept moving in wide, endless loops through the illuminated Mumbai roads, searching desperately for any trace of the missing pair. Jay looked at his watch while he was circling the clock ticked 9.40 PM
Meanwhile at the villa… At 9.40 PM
Tharun’s tongue kept circling her most sensitive spot with slow, deliberate, merciless precision.
He drew lazy, wet circles around her clit, then tighter, faster ones, alternating between long, flat licks and gentle sucking. Every circle sent fresh waves of overwhelming pleasure crashing through Nikitha’s body.
She was breaking.
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Her thighs trembled violently around his head. Her back arched sharply off the bed as she moaned loudly, fingers gripping his hair.
“Tharun… ahh… why… please…” she gasped, half-laughing, half-crying from the intense sensations. “I can’t handle it anymore…”
But Tharun didn’t stop. His tongue continued its relentless circling — slow, teasing, then suddenly fast and firm — driving her closer and closer to the edge.
She finally broke, pulling herself up with shaky arms.
“Please… I can’t take it… Why can’t we just have sex and sleep?”
Tharun looked up from between her spread legs, his lips shiny and a mischievous smile on his face.
“I told you,” he said huskily, “this is a one-way entry. I won’t leave you until I’m fully satisfied.”
Tharun laughed softly, the vibration sending another shiver through her. “You are the first woman I’m doing this with. I’ve just watched too many videos… and I wanted to try everything on my lady tonight.”
They both laughed — a light, intimate moment in the middle of raw passion.
“Now it’s your turn,” Tharun said, lying on his back beside her. His erection was straining hard against his boxers, forming a very visible tent.
“What…?” Nikitha asked, though she already knew.
He pointed at the prominent bulge with a naughty grin. “Your turn. Take a bite.
“Do you accept my love?”
The question hung heavy in the heated air between them. Tharun’s heart pounded violently as he waited for her answer — the one word that could change everything.
Nikitha looked at him, her dark eyes shimmering with a mixture of vulnerability and desire. For a few seconds, time seemed to stop.
Then desire won.
Tharun couldn’t hold back any longer. In one swift, fluid motion, he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. It landed on the desk, covering both their phones. His pants followed quickly, leaving him in only his boxers. The thick woolen bedsheet ensured that even in the dim golden light, nothing was visible from outside, but inside the room, the atmosphere had turned electric.
He climbed onto the bed and moved on top of her, hovering dangerously close. His muscular body hovered just inches above hers, separated only by the thick woolen sheet. He stayed in that position, their faces dangerously close, his breath mingling with hers.
“Tell me, Nikki,” he whispered, voice rough with need. “Do you accept my love?”
Back at the hotel…
It was strange. Even after knocking several times, neither Nikitha nor Tharun had come out of their room.
Sharmi frowned, growing confused. She immediately called Nikitha’s phone, but it rang endlessly with no answer. Jay, who had been waiting anxiously inside the room, stepped out into the corridor.
“They’re probably already at dinner,” he suggested.
Sharmi nodded, though doubt lingered. They decided to check the downstairs restaurant themselves.
Cut back to Villa Resort.
Tharun’s voice was strained with emotion as he hovered above her.
“Nikki… tell me. Do you love me?”
Nikitha opened her mouth, her voice soft but clear.
“Thank you for showing me your love. I have decided to step into your life. I’m accepting your love. As you asked… I’m inviting you. I’m yours tonight.”
Tharun’s eyes darkened. He noticed the careful wording — she had not said “I love you.” She had accepted his love. There was a stark difference.
He started to pull back, a flicker of hesitation crossing his face, but Nikitha quickly grabbed his arm, stopping him.
“Tharun… I know this might be hard for you. But I believe this is best for all of us. Before I change my mind… before I overthink again… take me. Let’s get married.”
Tharun searched her eyes for a long moment. He didn’t want to deny this. He needed her. He knew this moment could bind her to him completely.
He leaned down, his face dangerously close to hers, his breath hot against her lips.
“If I take you tonight,” he growled softly, “there is no return. You will be mine. We will get married.”
Nikitha nodded slowly, her eyes filled with nervous surrender.
In one swift, powerful motion, Tharun pulled the thick woolen bedsheet away, exposing her completely naked body to his hungry gaze.
Nikitha’s face burned with shyness. She tried to cover herself instinctively, but Tharun caught her hands and pinned them gently above her head.
Sex was not new to her, but this was different. The commanding way Tharun took control sent a thrill through her body. Hers with Jay were always like both had a voice, while here Tharun hands was in upper from the start.
When she lifted her head, seeking a kiss, Tharun smiled and gave her a deep, warm kiss, their bare bodies pressing together for the first time — skin against skin, heat against heat. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes.
“I won’t settle for ordinary tonight,” he whispered. “I want to make this memorable… and incredibly pleasurable for you.”
“How?” she asked, breathless.
Tharun smiled mischievously. “I’ll show you…”
He moved down her body with deliberate slowness. He spread her legs wide, positioning himself between them. Instead of entering her immediately, he lowered his head and pressed his mouth against her most intimate area.
Nikitha gasped sharply. “Tharun… why… just take me directly…”
Tharun looked up at her with dark, lust-filled eyes. “Let’s take it slow, baby. Step by step. Bit by bit. I want this to be a memory that stays with us forever.”
His tongue began its merciless, skilled assault — circling, licking, and sucking on her most sensitive spot with expert precision. Nikitha’s body arched violently. She cried out, her hands gripping the sheets as waves of intense pleasure crashed through her. Her thighs trembled around his head.
Meanwhile at the hotel…
Jay and Sharmi finally realized something was wrong. Nikitha and Tharun had not come out of the room despite multiple knocks, and Nikitha’s phone kept ringing unanswered.
They quickly checked inside the room — it was empty.
Sharmi frowned. “Maybe they went for a walk or dinner outside?”
The hotel was a small, circular property. They decided to search the premises themselves. They took one of the company cars and began circling the entire hotel grounds slowly.
Round and round they went.
But they couldn’t spot anyone. No sign of Nikitha or Tharun.
Frustrated, they expanded their search and started circling the nearby city streets as well. The car kept moving in wide, endless loops through the illuminated Mumbai roads, searching desperately for any trace of the missing pair. Jay looked at his watch while he was circling the clock ticked 9.40 PM
Meanwhile at the villa… At 9.40 PM
Tharun’s tongue kept circling her most sensitive spot with slow, deliberate, merciless precision.
He drew lazy, wet circles around her clit, then tighter, faster ones, alternating between long, flat licks and gentle sucking. Every circle sent fresh waves of overwhelming pleasure crashing through Nikitha’s body.
She was breaking.
Her thighs trembled violently around his head. Her back arched sharply off the bed as she moaned loudly, fingers gripping his hair.
“Tharun… ahh… why… please…” she gasped, half-laughing, half-crying from the intense sensations. “I can’t handle it anymore…”
But Tharun didn’t stop. His tongue continued its relentless circling — slow, teasing, then suddenly fast and firm — driving her closer and closer to the edge.
She finally broke, pulling herself up with shaky arms.
“Please… I can’t take it… Why can’t we just have sex and sleep?”
Tharun looked up from between her spread legs, his lips shiny and a mischievous smile on his face.
“I told you,” he said huskily, “this is a one-way entry. I won’t leave you until I’m fully satisfied.”
Nikitha smiled through her heavy breathing. “I don’t think you’re inexperienced… It’s a lie. How many women have you slept with?”
Tharun laughed softly, the vibration sending another shiver through her. “You are the first woman I’m doing this with. I’ve just watched too many videos… and I wanted to try everything on my lady tonight.”
They both laughed — a light, intimate moment in the middle of raw passion.
“Now it’s your turn,” Tharun said, lying on his back beside her. His erection was straining hard against his boxers, forming a very visible tent.
“What…?” Nikitha asked, though she already knew.
He pointed at the prominent bulge with a naughty grin. “Your turn. Take a bite.
29-06-2026, 10:05 PM
Chapter 94: Parallel Storms
At 10.00 PM In the hotel parking lot, Jay’s patience had completely snapped. The evening air felt thick and suffocating around him, heavy with the weight of betrayal and unanswered questions.
“They are not here,” he declared, his voice tight with raw frustration, each word clipped and sharp. “We are missing something. Tell me exactly what she spoke to you. Every single word.”
Sharmi, just realised she made a blunder, she didnt disclose the details of what she spoke with Nikitha, she had a misguided hope. She decided to tell him full. She said. “Nikki came to me and asked me to marry you. She genuinely believes I’m the one you’ve chosen. She even told me you’re a gem of a person and that I should stop fooling around and marry you properly.” I didnt clarify her thinking, you will tell her yourself, i got myself convinced this revelation would finally push you and Nikitha together in perfect harmony.
But the effect now seems to work in the complete opposite.
Rage boiled up inside Jay like a volcano on the verge of catastrophic eruption. His jaw clenched so hard it sent shooting pain through his teeth and temples. His fists balled at his sides, knuckles turning white. Without another word, he stormed into the hotel lobby, his footsteps pounding against the floor like thunder.
“They didn’t vacate the room,” the staff confirmed calmly, “but they left with their luggage around 7:10 PM in one of the company cars.”
Jay’s blood ran hot, scorching through his veins. He immediately tried calling Tharun. No answer. As expected. The silence only fueled the inferno inside him.
He opened WhatsApp trying to send message to Tharun and Nikitha thats when he noticed a new message, which he ignored hours back.. He saw the message from the HR representative. Without wasting another second, he dialed the number, his grip on the phone so tight it creaked in protest.
At 10.20 PM While waiting for the representative to pick up, the anger and pain became unbearable. Jay bit down hard on his own hand to stop himself from shouting, his teeth sinking deep into the skin until he tasted the metallic tang of blood. The physical pain did nothing to dull the emotional storm raging within. But the people around him noticed a Sharp Ahhhh sound coming out of his blocked mouth.
Same time 10.20 PM At the BB Luxury Inn…
Tharun let out a sharp “Aaahh!” sound...
A few minutes earlier, Tharun had looked at Nikitha with dark, lust-filled eyes, his gaze devouring every inch of her flushed, naked body.
“Now it’s your turn,” he said huskily, lying on his back with his legs slightly spread. His erection strained hard against the thin fabric of his boxers, forming a very prominent, throbbing tent that pulsed visibly with his heartbeat. The thick outline of his swollen cockhead was clearly defined, a small wet spot of precum already soaking through.
“What…?” Nikitha asked, though she already knew exactly what he wanted. Her voice came out breathy, teasing.
He pointed at the massive bulge with a naughty, predatory grin. “Your turn. Take a bite. Oral way.” His voice dropped even lower, commanding and thick with desire. “Suck it, baby. Do something seductive… make me remember it forever. Like some model in those porn movies. Worship it with that pretty mouth of yours.”
Nikitha smiled at his playful boldness, her own arousal spiking at his dirty words. She crawled toward him like a seductive actress on set, moving with deliberate, exaggerated sensuality. Her full breasts swayed heavily beneath her as she moved, nipples hard and aching. She positioned herself on all fours between his spread thighs, then slowly lowered her upper body, arching her back to push her ass up invitingly.
She leaned down and bit his hard cock playfully over his briefs, her teeth grazing the thick shaft through the fabric with just enough pressure to tease.
![[Image: 744514127_ezgif-1ee9002315b1f784.gif]](https://img2.pixhost.to/images/8977/744514127_ezgif-1ee9002315b1f784.gif)
Tharun let out a sharp “Aaahh!” sound, a raw mix of surprise and intense pleasure that made his hips buck involuntarily.
He groaned deeply, the sound vibrating through his chest, and pulled her up into his arms. They shared a deep, sexy kiss — tongues dancing passionately, wet and hungry, exploring each other’s mouths with sloppy, needy strokes. Saliva mixed as they devoured one another, lips sucking and biting. Tharun’s hands roamed down to squeeze her ass cheeks hard, spreading them apart.
Then Nikitha slid back down his body, her soft breasts dragging along his chest and abs, leaving a trail of heat. She hooked her fingers into his waistband and pulled his boxers off slowly, inch by inch, watching with hungry eyes as his thick, veined cock sprang free. It slapped heavily against his lower abdomen, rock-hard, the swollen purple head glistening with a thick bead of precum that oozed down the shaft. His balls were heavy and full, drawn tight with need.
She took him into her mouth with sensual care. First, she licked the underside from base to tip in one long, slow stroke, savoring the salty-musk taste of his skin. Her warm, wet tongue swirled around the sensitive head in tight circles, flicking across the slit to collect every drop of precum. She kissed the tip softly, then parted her full lips and sank down, taking him deeper into the wet heat of her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked gently but firmly, creating delicious suction.
![[Image: 744525370_m-ldpwiqacxte_ai-mh-ro5105gu8b...85011b.gif]](https://img2.pixhost.to/images/8978/744525370_m-ldpwiqacxte_ai-mh-ro5105gu8b8relgq-43985011b.gif)
Tharun moaned loudly, his hand gently tangling in her long, silky hair, guiding her rhythm without forcing her. “Fuck, yes… just like that, baby. Your mouth feels so fucking good,” he growled.
Nikitha bobbed her head faster, taking more of his thick length with each pass until the head bumped against the back of her throat. She relaxed her muscles and swallowed around him, humming softly to send vibrations along his shaft. One hand stroked the base in perfect sync while the other gently massaged his balls, rolling them between her fingers. Saliva dripped down his cock and over her chin as she worked him sloppily, noisily, the wet sounds of sucking and slurping filling the room.
Tharun’s hips thrust up gently to meet her mouth, his moans growing louder and more desperate. His thighs trembled. When he was dangerously close to the edge, his balls tightening, he suddenly pulled her up by the hair.
At 10.35 PM at Villa resort.
He made her kneel in front of him on the bed, her face level with his throbbing cock. Stroking himself rapidly with one hand, slick with her spit, he looked down at her with pure lust. With a deep, guttural groan that seemed to come from his soul, he came hard.
![[Image: 744525109_surprising_-5129.gif]](https://img2.pixhost.to/images/8978/744525109_surprising_-5129.gif)
Thick, powerful ropes of warm, sticky cum erupted from his pulsing cock, splattering across her beautiful face — painting her cheeks, lips, and eyelashes — and landing in heavy streaks across her heaving breasts and hard nipples. It was new for her, she strangely enjoyed the new show put on by Tharun.
On the highway…
At 10.35 PM Jay’s phone slipped from the dashboard as he bent down to grab it in his fury. In that split second, the car swerved violently and hit a deep pothole on the side of the road. The side mirror shattered with a loud crash. Glass pieces flew into the car, almost fall on his face... luckily it didn't harm worse on his face, but a sharp cut came on his ear and jaw.
Small amount of blood trickled down his face in jaw, mixing with sweat, but Jay didn’t stop. His eyes blazed with unhinged fury. With wind howling wildly through the broken window, whipping his hair and stinging the fresh wounds, he accelerated even harder. The engine screamed as the villa resort drew closer — now only 30 km away.
The two parallel storms — one of raw, explosive pleasure and dripping sensuality, the other of uncontrollable rage and bleeding desperation — were racing toward an inevitable, devastating collision.
At 10.00 PM In the hotel parking lot, Jay’s patience had completely snapped. The evening air felt thick and suffocating around him, heavy with the weight of betrayal and unanswered questions.
“They are not here,” he declared, his voice tight with raw frustration, each word clipped and sharp. “We are missing something. Tell me exactly what she spoke to you. Every single word.”
Sharmi, just realised she made a blunder, she didnt disclose the details of what she spoke with Nikitha, she had a misguided hope. She decided to tell him full. She said. “Nikki came to me and asked me to marry you. She genuinely believes I’m the one you’ve chosen. She even told me you’re a gem of a person and that I should stop fooling around and marry you properly.” I didnt clarify her thinking, you will tell her yourself, i got myself convinced this revelation would finally push you and Nikitha together in perfect harmony.
But the effect now seems to work in the complete opposite.
Rage boiled up inside Jay like a volcano on the verge of catastrophic eruption. His jaw clenched so hard it sent shooting pain through his teeth and temples. His fists balled at his sides, knuckles turning white. Without another word, he stormed into the hotel lobby, his footsteps pounding against the floor like thunder.
“They didn’t vacate the room,” the staff confirmed calmly, “but they left with their luggage around 7:10 PM in one of the company cars.”
Jay’s blood ran hot, scorching through his veins. He immediately tried calling Tharun. No answer. As expected. The silence only fueled the inferno inside him.
He opened WhatsApp trying to send message to Tharun and Nikitha thats when he noticed a new message, which he ignored hours back.. He saw the message from the HR representative. Without wasting another second, he dialed the number, his grip on the phone so tight it creaked in protest.
At 10.20 PM While waiting for the representative to pick up, the anger and pain became unbearable. Jay bit down hard on his own hand to stop himself from shouting, his teeth sinking deep into the skin until he tasted the metallic tang of blood. The physical pain did nothing to dull the emotional storm raging within. But the people around him noticed a Sharp Ahhhh sound coming out of his blocked mouth.
Same time 10.20 PM At the BB Luxury Inn…
Tharun let out a sharp “Aaahh!” sound...
A few minutes earlier, Tharun had looked at Nikitha with dark, lust-filled eyes, his gaze devouring every inch of her flushed, naked body.
“Now it’s your turn,” he said huskily, lying on his back with his legs slightly spread. His erection strained hard against the thin fabric of his boxers, forming a very prominent, throbbing tent that pulsed visibly with his heartbeat. The thick outline of his swollen cockhead was clearly defined, a small wet spot of precum already soaking through.
“What…?” Nikitha asked, though she already knew exactly what he wanted. Her voice came out breathy, teasing.
He pointed at the massive bulge with a naughty, predatory grin. “Your turn. Take a bite. Oral way.” His voice dropped even lower, commanding and thick with desire. “Suck it, baby. Do something seductive… make me remember it forever. Like some model in those porn movies. Worship it with that pretty mouth of yours.”
Nikitha smiled at his playful boldness, her own arousal spiking at his dirty words. She crawled toward him like a seductive actress on set, moving with deliberate, exaggerated sensuality. Her full breasts swayed heavily beneath her as she moved, nipples hard and aching. She positioned herself on all fours between his spread thighs, then slowly lowered her upper body, arching her back to push her ass up invitingly.
She leaned down and bit his hard cock playfully over his briefs, her teeth grazing the thick shaft through the fabric with just enough pressure to tease.
Tharun let out a sharp “Aaahh!” sound, a raw mix of surprise and intense pleasure that made his hips buck involuntarily.
He groaned deeply, the sound vibrating through his chest, and pulled her up into his arms. They shared a deep, sexy kiss — tongues dancing passionately, wet and hungry, exploring each other’s mouths with sloppy, needy strokes. Saliva mixed as they devoured one another, lips sucking and biting. Tharun’s hands roamed down to squeeze her ass cheeks hard, spreading them apart.
Then Nikitha slid back down his body, her soft breasts dragging along his chest and abs, leaving a trail of heat. She hooked her fingers into his waistband and pulled his boxers off slowly, inch by inch, watching with hungry eyes as his thick, veined cock sprang free. It slapped heavily against his lower abdomen, rock-hard, the swollen purple head glistening with a thick bead of precum that oozed down the shaft. His balls were heavy and full, drawn tight with need.
She took him into her mouth with sensual care. First, she licked the underside from base to tip in one long, slow stroke, savoring the salty-musk taste of his skin. Her warm, wet tongue swirled around the sensitive head in tight circles, flicking across the slit to collect every drop of precum. She kissed the tip softly, then parted her full lips and sank down, taking him deeper into the wet heat of her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked gently but firmly, creating delicious suction.
Tharun moaned loudly, his hand gently tangling in her long, silky hair, guiding her rhythm without forcing her. “Fuck, yes… just like that, baby. Your mouth feels so fucking good,” he growled.
Nikitha bobbed her head faster, taking more of his thick length with each pass until the head bumped against the back of her throat. She relaxed her muscles and swallowed around him, humming softly to send vibrations along his shaft. One hand stroked the base in perfect sync while the other gently massaged his balls, rolling them between her fingers. Saliva dripped down his cock and over her chin as she worked him sloppily, noisily, the wet sounds of sucking and slurping filling the room.
Tharun’s hips thrust up gently to meet her mouth, his moans growing louder and more desperate. His thighs trembled. When he was dangerously close to the edge, his balls tightening, he suddenly pulled her up by the hair.
At 10.35 PM at Villa resort.
He made her kneel in front of him on the bed, her face level with his throbbing cock. Stroking himself rapidly with one hand, slick with her spit, he looked down at her with pure lust. With a deep, guttural groan that seemed to come from his soul, he came hard.
Thick, powerful ropes of warm, sticky cum erupted from his pulsing cock, splattering across her beautiful face — painting her cheeks, lips, and eyelashes — and landing in heavy streaks across her heaving breasts and hard nipples. It was new for her, she strangely enjoyed the new show put on by Tharun.
On the highway…
At 10.35 PM Jay’s phone slipped from the dashboard as he bent down to grab it in his fury. In that split second, the car swerved violently and hit a deep pothole on the side of the road. The side mirror shattered with a loud crash. Glass pieces flew into the car, almost fall on his face... luckily it didn't harm worse on his face, but a sharp cut came on his ear and jaw.
Small amount of blood trickled down his face in jaw, mixing with sweat, but Jay didn’t stop. His eyes blazed with unhinged fury. With wind howling wildly through the broken window, whipping his hair and stinging the fresh wounds, he accelerated even harder. The engine screamed as the villa resort drew closer — now only 30 km away.
The two parallel storms — one of raw, explosive pleasure and dripping sensuality, the other of uncontrollable rage and bleeding desperation — were racing toward an inevitable, devastating collision.
29-06-2026, 10:28 PM
Chapter 95 : Whats next?
Nikki lay exhausted on the rumpled sheets, her chest rising and falling rapidly, skin glistening with a thin layer of sweat. Strands of hair stuck to her flushed cheeks and neck. She looked at Tharun with a quiet, almost unbelievable expression, her eyes searching his face in the soft glow of the bedside lamp.
She asked him again, her voice soft but insistent. “I won’t change my mind… tell me the truth. Did you lie to me about never having touched a woman before?”
She joked lightly, a shy smile playing on her lips even as cum still decorated her face and breasts. “Come on, no one is this good on their first try. You must have had some secret practice.”
Tharun pulled her closer, his strong arms wrapping around her waist. He looked straight into her eyes with sincere intensity. “Should I promise on you? On me? Trust me, Nikki. This is my first time. I just want to make it memorable for both of us. I don’t want to show you I’m inexperienced, so I’m giving my fullest. It’s all about my first memory with you… My only wish today is that I should not let you sleep even for a second.”
Something hit her deep inside. A warm flutter of shyness bloomed in her chest and spread down to her core. She bit her lower lip, suddenly feeling exposed and desired in a way she had never experienced. “I… I should wash my face and come,” she whispered, slipping out of his embrace.
Tharun waited patiently on the bed, lying back with a satisfied smile. He watched her walk away, admiring the sway of her hips and the curve of her ass, thinking how perfectly things were falling into place.
Ten minutes later, Nikki returned, her face fresh and clean, though her body still carried the marks of his earlier release. She looked around the room and froze. “Shit! The window screens are still open… What if someone saw us?”
Tharun chuckled, his voice lazy and teasing. “Relax, baby. There’s only the sea and the city lights out there. No one’s watching.”
“Still… we have to be careful,” she insisted, quickly moving to the large glass windows and pulling the heavy screens fully shut, blocking out the world. When she came back to the bed, she crawled on all fours toward him, her full breasts hanging and swaying with each movement, and lay herself close against his warm, muscular body.
“So… what do you have next in store for this memory?” Nikki asked herself, her voice carrying a little shyness mixed with growing excitement.
Tharun’s eyes darkened with fresh hunger. “Kiss wrestle,” he said with a wicked grin.
“What?” she laughed softly.
“Yes. I’m going to kiss every inch of your body… suck your breasts, smooch you like there’s no other day left in this world.”
Nikki lay exhausted on the rumpled sheets, her chest rising and falling rapidly, skin glistening with a thin layer of sweat. Strands of hair stuck to her flushed cheeks and neck. She looked at Tharun with a quiet, almost unbelievable expression, her eyes searching his face in the soft glow of the bedside lamp.
She asked him again, her voice soft but insistent. “I won’t change my mind… tell me the truth. Did you lie to me about never having touched a woman before?”
She joked lightly, a shy smile playing on her lips even as cum still decorated her face and breasts. “Come on, no one is this good on their first try. You must have had some secret practice.”
Tharun pulled her closer, his strong arms wrapping around her waist. He looked straight into her eyes with sincere intensity. “Should I promise on you? On me? Trust me, Nikki. This is my first time. I just want to make it memorable for both of us. I don’t want to show you I’m inexperienced, so I’m giving my fullest. It’s all about my first memory with you… My only wish today is that I should not let you sleep even for a second.”
Something hit her deep inside. A warm flutter of shyness bloomed in her chest and spread down to her core. She bit her lower lip, suddenly feeling exposed and desired in a way she had never experienced. “I… I should wash my face and come,” she whispered, slipping out of his embrace.
Tharun waited patiently on the bed, lying back with a satisfied smile. He watched her walk away, admiring the sway of her hips and the curve of her ass, thinking how perfectly things were falling into place.
Ten minutes later, Nikki returned, her face fresh and clean, though her body still carried the marks of his earlier release. She looked around the room and froze. “Shit! The window screens are still open… What if someone saw us?”
Tharun chuckled, his voice lazy and teasing. “Relax, baby. There’s only the sea and the city lights out there. No one’s watching.”
“Still… we have to be careful,” she insisted, quickly moving to the large glass windows and pulling the heavy screens fully shut, blocking out the world. When she came back to the bed, she crawled on all fours toward him, her full breasts hanging and swaying with each movement, and lay herself close against his warm, muscular body.
“So… what do you have next in store for this memory?” Nikki asked herself, her voice carrying a little shyness mixed with growing excitement.
Tharun’s eyes darkened with fresh hunger. “Kiss wrestle,” he said with a wicked grin.
“What?” she laughed softly.
“Yes. I’m going to kiss every inch of your body… suck your breasts, smooch you like there’s no other day left in this world.”
29-06-2026, 10:40 PM
Chapter 96: Parallel storm - Tharun and Jay on the way to Claim Nikki
He started slowly, pulling her on top of him so their bodies pressed flush together. Their lips met in a deep, hungry kiss that quickly turned wild. Tongues tangled, sucked, and explored. Tharun’s hands roamed freely — one cupping the back of her head, the other sliding down to squeeze her ass possessively.
He flipped them, pinning her beneath him, and began his worship. His mouth trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down her jaw, along the sensitive column of her neck, sucking hard enough to leave faint red marks. Nikki moaned softly, tilting her head to give him better access. He moved lower, kissing across her collarbone, then cupped both of her heavy breasts in his large hands, squeezing them firmly, watching them spill between his fingers.
He lowered his head and took one stiff nipple into his mouth, sucking deeply while his tongue flicked and swirled around the sensitive peak. His other hand kneaded the second breast, pinching and rolling the nipple between his fingers. Nikki arched her back, pushing her chest into his face, her moans growing louder and needier.
For nearly twenty minutes, Tharun devoured her. He kissed every curve — the soft underside of her breasts, the valley between them, down her ribs, across her trembling stomach. He sucked marks onto her inner thighs, teasingly close to her dripping core but never quite touching it yet. His hands were everywhere — grabbing, squeezing, caressing. He alternated between gentle, feather-light kisses and hungry, bruising suction.
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Nikki was completely lost in pleasure. Her pussy grew soaking wet, slick arousal coating her inner thighs. She writhed beneath him, fingers tangled in his hair, hips bucking up desperately. “Tharun… oh god… please…” she moaned, her voice breaking.
They started kissing dangerously again — deep, messy, breathless kisses where their bodies rubbed and ground against each other. Tongues fought for dominance while hands explored. Nikki’s wetness smeared across his thigh as she rocked against him.
At 11:10 PM Tharun and Nikitha had been rolling on the bed in wild abandon. They were kissing ferociously, sucking on each other’s necks, leaving fresh love bites.
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Their bodies tangled and twisted with raw passion. In one heated movement, they rolled right off the edge of the bed, crashing onto the floor with a loud thud
At 11:10 PM, same time at Highway.
Jay was inching closer, just five kilometers away. His face was streaked with dried blood, eyes burning with rage as he pushed the damaged car to its limits on the dark highway.
During a sharp turn, he didn’t see the large lorry parked on the side due to a breakdown. His car slammed into the rear with a deafening crash. The impact sent the vehicle drifting violently.
It scbangd against the wall, then rolled over completely before landing back on its wheels with a heavy thud sound, glass and metal scattered across the road.
The highway had no people wandering.. at that time.. there was a sharp noise that occupied entire place, this high way in particular was half closed ude to some work and people using other way.. but this was only way to hotel, hence he used this way..
He started slowly, pulling her on top of him so their bodies pressed flush together. Their lips met in a deep, hungry kiss that quickly turned wild. Tongues tangled, sucked, and explored. Tharun’s hands roamed freely — one cupping the back of her head, the other sliding down to squeeze her ass possessively.
He flipped them, pinning her beneath him, and began his worship. His mouth trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down her jaw, along the sensitive column of her neck, sucking hard enough to leave faint red marks. Nikki moaned softly, tilting her head to give him better access. He moved lower, kissing across her collarbone, then cupped both of her heavy breasts in his large hands, squeezing them firmly, watching them spill between his fingers.
He lowered his head and took one stiff nipple into his mouth, sucking deeply while his tongue flicked and swirled around the sensitive peak. His other hand kneaded the second breast, pinching and rolling the nipple between his fingers. Nikki arched her back, pushing her chest into his face, her moans growing louder and needier.
For nearly twenty minutes, Tharun devoured her. He kissed every curve — the soft underside of her breasts, the valley between them, down her ribs, across her trembling stomach. He sucked marks onto her inner thighs, teasingly close to her dripping core but never quite touching it yet. His hands were everywhere — grabbing, squeezing, caressing. He alternated between gentle, feather-light kisses and hungry, bruising suction.
Nikki was completely lost in pleasure. Her pussy grew soaking wet, slick arousal coating her inner thighs. She writhed beneath him, fingers tangled in his hair, hips bucking up desperately. “Tharun… oh god… please…” she moaned, her voice breaking.
They started kissing dangerously again — deep, messy, breathless kisses where their bodies rubbed and ground against each other. Tongues fought for dominance while hands explored. Nikki’s wetness smeared across his thigh as she rocked against him.
At 11:10 PM Tharun and Nikitha had been rolling on the bed in wild abandon. They were kissing ferociously, sucking on each other’s necks, leaving fresh love bites.
Their bodies tangled and twisted with raw passion. In one heated movement, they rolled right off the edge of the bed, crashing onto the floor with a loud thud
At 11:10 PM, same time at Highway.
Jay was inching closer, just five kilometers away. His face was streaked with dried blood, eyes burning with rage as he pushed the damaged car to its limits on the dark highway.
During a sharp turn, he didn’t see the large lorry parked on the side due to a breakdown. His car slammed into the rear with a deafening crash. The impact sent the vehicle drifting violently.
It scbangd against the wall, then rolled over completely before landing back on its wheels with a heavy thud sound, glass and metal scattered across the road.
The highway had no people wandering.. at that time.. there was a sharp noise that occupied entire place, this high way in particular was half closed ude to some work and people using other way.. but this was only way to hotel, hence he used this way..
29-06-2026, 11:07 PM
Chapter 97: Tharun claimed Nikitha.
Meanwhile, at the villa, Tharun and Nikitha had been rolling on the bed in wild abandon. They were kissing ferociously, sucking on each other’s necks, leaving fresh love bites. Their bodies tangled and twisted with raw passion. In one heated movement, they rolled right off the edge of the bed, crashing onto the floor with a loud thud — exactly like Jay’s car on the highway same time.
Tharun’s head hit the floor with a sharp impact. Luckily, it wasn’t serious. Nikitha immediately reached out, touching his head with concern. “Sorry… I never thought we would be this intense,” she whispered, half-laughing, half-worried.
They looked at each other and burst into laughter, the kind that only comes from pure adrenaline and desire.
Tharun swiftly pulled her back onto the bed, his strength effortless. He spread her legs wide, exposing her glistening, swollen pussy. His thick, hard cock stood proud and ready, veins pulsing.
“Enough is enough,” he growled, voice thick with lust. “It’s time to claim you fully.”
He gripped his heavy, throbbing shaft firmly at the base and continued teasing the swollen, leaking head up and down her soaked slit. The thick purple crown parted her puffy, glistening pussy lips with every slow, deliberate stroke, rubbing directly over her swollen clit. Her abundant wetness coated him completely, dripping down his shaft and balls, creating loud, obscene, wet squelching sounds that filled the room with pure filth.
Nikki whimpered and begged beneath him, her hips rolling desperately, trying to pull him inside. “Tharun… please… stop teasing… I need you…”
They melted together in this torturous pleasure, bodies pressed hot and slick, breathing ragged. Tharun’s eyes stayed locked on hers, drinking in every expression of need on her face.
Finally, he decided it was time.
He leaned down and kissed her mouth deeply, tongues sliding together in a wet, passionate dance.
At the same moment, he placed the fat head of his cock right against her tight entrance and got ready to push
At the exact same second on the highway…
The driver who had come with the mechanic to fix the broken lorry stared in shock at the wrecked car. Along with the mechanic and two helpers, they rushed to the vehicle. The multiple rolls had jammed the driver-side door completely. Inside, they could see Jay unconscious, blood streaking his face, slumped against the seat.
“The door is jammed bad,” the mechanic grunted. “We need something like a rod to pierce and hammer it open. Quick!”
One helper sprinted back to their mechanic van and returned running with a thick iron rod. At 11:15 PM, the first powerful hit landed near the door frame — TING! The sharp metallic sound echoed into the night, but it didn’t pierce through yet.
“Bhaiya, it’s already 11:15! We need to get back by 11:40,” the helper urged. “Open it fast or we should call an ambulance and leave this man here.”
The mechanic roared back, non sense
“We can’t leave this man like this!” the driver shouted. “Put all your strength into it. Come on!”
With a final coordinated push and swing, the rod struck again — TING! — and this time it pierced the metal.
At the villa, exactly at 11:15…
Tharun didn’t want to delay any longer. He thrust forward with one sudden, powerful push, burying half his thick cock inside her in a single stroke.
“Ahhhhh… Tharunnnnnnnn!” Nikki cried out loudly, her back arching sharply off the bed. The sudden stretch burned deliciously, her tight walls clenching hard around his invading girth.
But at the same moment, something felt wrong. For a split second, Jay’s face flashed vividly in her mind — his intense eyes, his smile, the way he used to look at her. She struggled hard to push the image away. No… not now. To bury the unwanted thought completely, she acted like a complete bitch in heat, a total slut for the man currently inside her. She wrapped her legs tightly around Tharun’s waist, pulling him deeper, and moaned louder, more shamelessly. “Fuck me… harder… fill me up!”
![[Image: 744535716_thrust_deep_hard-1860.gif]](https://img2.pixhost.to/images/8979/744535716_thrust_deep_hard-1860.gif)
Strangely, even as her new lover pushed deeper, Jay’s image kept flickering at the edges of her mind.
TING! — another hit from the rod on the highway.
THUD! — Tharun drove the rest of his cock balls-deep into her soaking pussy in one powerful thrust, bottoming out against her cervix.
TING!
THUD!
The sounds alternated like a filthy, rhythmic symphony of destruction and pleasure.
Tharun set a steady, deep rhythm in missionary position. He held her legs wide open, knees pushed back toward her shoulders, folding her beautifully beneath him. Every thrust was long and deliberate — pulling out until only the fat head remained inside her stretched entrance, then slamming back in with a wet plap, his heavy balls slapping against her ass.
![[Image: missionary_001.gif]](https://porngipfy.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/10/missionary_001.gif)
He rolled his hips expertly, grinding against her clit on every inward stroke. His thick cock dragged along her sensitive inner walls, repeatedly hitting that perfect spot deep inside her that made her see stars. Nikki’s breasts bounced wildly with each powerful thrust, nipples hard as pebbles. Tharun leaned down to capture one in his mouth, sucking hard while pounding into her.
“Fuck… you’re so tight… so wet for me,” he groaned against her skin, his pace increasing.
For almost twenty minutes he rode her like this — slow and deep, then fast and brutal, changing angles to hit every sensitive spot inside her dripping cunt. Sweat poured off their bodies. The room filled with the constant wet sounds of flesh slapping flesh, her loud moans, and his deep grunts. Nikki lost herself completely inside him, her mind a haze of overwhelming pleasure. She clawed at his back, leaving red marks as her hips rose to meet every thrust.
When the orgasm finally built inside her, it was too intoxicating to resist. Her entire body tensed, toes curling, thighs trembling violently around him.
“Tharun… I’m… I’m cumming…!” she screamed, her pussy convulsing and gushing around his pistoning cock. Waves of intense pleasure crashed through her, making her vision blur and her mind go blank. Her walls fluttered and squeezed him rhythmically, milking his thick shaft as she came harder than she ever had before.
Tharun kept thrusting through her orgasm, prolonging it, his own release building fast as her spasming pussy tried to pull him over the edge with her.
On the highway, the rescue continued…
The men finally wrenched the door open with a loud metallic groan. They carefully pulled Jay’s unconscious body from the wreckage, checking if he was still breathing.
The parallel storms had collided — one of raw physical ecstasy, the other of blood and twisted metal — but the night was far from over.
Meanwhile, at the villa, Tharun and Nikitha had been rolling on the bed in wild abandon. They were kissing ferociously, sucking on each other’s necks, leaving fresh love bites. Their bodies tangled and twisted with raw passion. In one heated movement, they rolled right off the edge of the bed, crashing onto the floor with a loud thud — exactly like Jay’s car on the highway same time.
Tharun’s head hit the floor with a sharp impact. Luckily, it wasn’t serious. Nikitha immediately reached out, touching his head with concern. “Sorry… I never thought we would be this intense,” she whispered, half-laughing, half-worried.
They looked at each other and burst into laughter, the kind that only comes from pure adrenaline and desire.
Tharun swiftly pulled her back onto the bed, his strength effortless. He spread her legs wide, exposing her glistening, swollen pussy. His thick, hard cock stood proud and ready, veins pulsing.
“Enough is enough,” he growled, voice thick with lust. “It’s time to claim you fully.”
He gripped his heavy, throbbing shaft firmly at the base and continued teasing the swollen, leaking head up and down her soaked slit. The thick purple crown parted her puffy, glistening pussy lips with every slow, deliberate stroke, rubbing directly over her swollen clit. Her abundant wetness coated him completely, dripping down his shaft and balls, creating loud, obscene, wet squelching sounds that filled the room with pure filth.
Nikki whimpered and begged beneath him, her hips rolling desperately, trying to pull him inside. “Tharun… please… stop teasing… I need you…”
They melted together in this torturous pleasure, bodies pressed hot and slick, breathing ragged. Tharun’s eyes stayed locked on hers, drinking in every expression of need on her face.
Finally, he decided it was time.
He leaned down and kissed her mouth deeply, tongues sliding together in a wet, passionate dance.
At the same moment, he placed the fat head of his cock right against her tight entrance and got ready to push
At the exact same second on the highway…
The driver who had come with the mechanic to fix the broken lorry stared in shock at the wrecked car. Along with the mechanic and two helpers, they rushed to the vehicle. The multiple rolls had jammed the driver-side door completely. Inside, they could see Jay unconscious, blood streaking his face, slumped against the seat.
“The door is jammed bad,” the mechanic grunted. “We need something like a rod to pierce and hammer it open. Quick!”
One helper sprinted back to their mechanic van and returned running with a thick iron rod. At 11:15 PM, the first powerful hit landed near the door frame — TING! The sharp metallic sound echoed into the night, but it didn’t pierce through yet.
“Bhaiya, it’s already 11:15! We need to get back by 11:40,” the helper urged. “Open it fast or we should call an ambulance and leave this man here.”
The mechanic roared back, non sense
“We can’t leave this man like this!” the driver shouted. “Put all your strength into it. Come on!”
With a final coordinated push and swing, the rod struck again — TING! — and this time it pierced the metal.
At the villa, exactly at 11:15…
Tharun didn’t want to delay any longer. He thrust forward with one sudden, powerful push, burying half his thick cock inside her in a single stroke.
“Ahhhhh… Tharunnnnnnnn!” Nikki cried out loudly, her back arching sharply off the bed. The sudden stretch burned deliciously, her tight walls clenching hard around his invading girth.
But at the same moment, something felt wrong. For a split second, Jay’s face flashed vividly in her mind — his intense eyes, his smile, the way he used to look at her. She struggled hard to push the image away. No… not now. To bury the unwanted thought completely, she acted like a complete bitch in heat, a total slut for the man currently inside her. She wrapped her legs tightly around Tharun’s waist, pulling him deeper, and moaned louder, more shamelessly. “Fuck me… harder… fill me up!”
Strangely, even as her new lover pushed deeper, Jay’s image kept flickering at the edges of her mind.
TING! — another hit from the rod on the highway.
THUD! — Tharun drove the rest of his cock balls-deep into her soaking pussy in one powerful thrust, bottoming out against her cervix.
TING!
THUD!
The sounds alternated like a filthy, rhythmic symphony of destruction and pleasure.
Tharun set a steady, deep rhythm in missionary position. He held her legs wide open, knees pushed back toward her shoulders, folding her beautifully beneath him. Every thrust was long and deliberate — pulling out until only the fat head remained inside her stretched entrance, then slamming back in with a wet plap, his heavy balls slapping against her ass.
He rolled his hips expertly, grinding against her clit on every inward stroke. His thick cock dragged along her sensitive inner walls, repeatedly hitting that perfect spot deep inside her that made her see stars. Nikki’s breasts bounced wildly with each powerful thrust, nipples hard as pebbles. Tharun leaned down to capture one in his mouth, sucking hard while pounding into her.
“Fuck… you’re so tight… so wet for me,” he groaned against her skin, his pace increasing.
For almost twenty minutes he rode her like this — slow and deep, then fast and brutal, changing angles to hit every sensitive spot inside her dripping cunt. Sweat poured off their bodies. The room filled with the constant wet sounds of flesh slapping flesh, her loud moans, and his deep grunts. Nikki lost herself completely inside him, her mind a haze of overwhelming pleasure. She clawed at his back, leaving red marks as her hips rose to meet every thrust.
When the orgasm finally built inside her, it was too intoxicating to resist. Her entire body tensed, toes curling, thighs trembling violently around him.
“Tharun… I’m… I’m cumming…!” she screamed, her pussy convulsing and gushing around his pistoning cock. Waves of intense pleasure crashed through her, making her vision blur and her mind go blank. Her walls fluttered and squeezed him rhythmically, milking his thick shaft as she came harder than she ever had before.
Tharun kept thrusting through her orgasm, prolonging it, his own release building fast as her spasming pussy tried to pull him over the edge with her.
On the highway, the rescue continued…
The men finally wrenched the door open with a loud metallic groan. They carefully pulled Jay’s unconscious body from the wreckage, checking if he was still breathing.
The parallel storms had collided — one of raw physical ecstasy, the other of blood and twisted metal — but the night was far from over.
29-06-2026, 11:36 PM
Chapter 98: Cracks in the Heat
Tharun kept thrusting through her powerful orgasm, prolonging every wave of pleasure. His thick cock plunged deep and steady into her spasming, gushing pussy, stretching her tight walls as they clenched and fluttered around him. The wet, squelching sounds grew louder with every stroke. Her juices coated his balls and dripped down onto the sheets.
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His own release was building fast. Nikki’s convulsing cunt tried to milk him dry, but he held back, savoring the way her body trembled beneath him. Only when her orgasm finally began to fade did he let himself go, burying himself to the hilt and flooding her depths with thick, hot ropes of cum.
When their session finally ended, Nikitha was trembling uncontrollably. She collapsed against Tharun’s chest, burying her face in his neck, breathing heavily. “Thank you…” she whispered softly, voice hoarse from moaning.
Tharun stroked her hair, a possessive smile on his lips. “I don’t think you can say you could love anyone after what happened today.” He kissed her forehead. “Ready for the second round?”
Nikitha shook her head weakly. “No… I’m tired. Leave me for now.” She turned herself over and lay on her stomach, eyes already closing, her beautiful ass slightly raised.
But Tharun’s urge was far from satisfied. His cock was still rock hard, glistening with their mixed juices. He climbed on top of her, pressing his weight down. He spread her ass cheeks and tried to push his swollen head against her tight, untouched anal entrance.
“Tharun… I’m here. I will always be with you,” she murmured sleepily. “Can we do it tomorrow?”
“No. I want it now,” he growled.
He flipped her onto her back again with ease. “Tharun, enough…” she protested, but he didn’t listen.
“In bed, it’s always my rule,” he said firmly, his voice thick with lust. He positioned himself between her legs and pushed back inside her cum-filled vagina in one smooth, deep thrust.
Nikitha’s mind, which had started drifting into sleepy bliss, suddenly woke up. Jay’s face flashed in her mind again — clearer this time, his intense eyes filled with pain. Her eyes flew open wide. She pushed hard against Tharun’s chest. “Wait… something feels wrong,” she gasped, though she wasn’t sure what it was.
Tharun stopped mid-thrust, looking down at her face. He realized she was off again. He pulled out gently and sat beside her, pulling her into his arms. One strong arm wrapped around her while his other hand grabbed her full breast, squeezing and massaging it softly, thumb circling her nipple. “What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?” he asked calmly, trying to soothe her.''
She didn’t have the guts to tell him the truth. No man would want to hear that another man’s face kept appearing while he was inside her. “Sorry… give me a few minutes. Let’s do it after some time,” she said, slipping out of his embrace.
She walked nude toward the large window, her body still flushed and marked with love bites and drying cum. She stared outside into the dark sea and city lights, trying to find some calmness and peace.
Tharun followed her quietly. While she stood there, lost in thought, he pressed against her from behind. He placed his hard, slick cock between her soft ass cheeks and began sliding it up and down slowly, teasing her. The hot length rubbed against her sensitive skin, the head occasionally nudging her still-wet pussy from behind.
The heat caught her again. Soon they were wildly kissing against the cool glass of the window — hungry, open-mouthed kisses, tongues battling, hands roaming. Tharun lifted her effortlessly in his strong arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her back and threw her onto the bed.
When she landed, her hand accidentally knocked over a glass of water on the bedside table. It spilled across the clothes piled there. Panicked, she quickly lifted Tharun’s shirt to wipe the water — and that’s when the bright display of her mobile phone lit up.
Dozens of missed calls.
She expected some from Jay… but there were calls from various unknown numbers too. And Jay was among them.
She instantly felt something was terribly wrong. Her heart clenched as a cold wave of unease washed over her naked, still-aroused body.
Tharun kept thrusting through her powerful orgasm, prolonging every wave of pleasure. His thick cock plunged deep and steady into her spasming, gushing pussy, stretching her tight walls as they clenched and fluttered around him. The wet, squelching sounds grew louder with every stroke. Her juices coated his balls and dripped down onto the sheets.
His own release was building fast. Nikki’s convulsing cunt tried to milk him dry, but he held back, savoring the way her body trembled beneath him. Only when her orgasm finally began to fade did he let himself go, burying himself to the hilt and flooding her depths with thick, hot ropes of cum.
When their session finally ended, Nikitha was trembling uncontrollably. She collapsed against Tharun’s chest, burying her face in his neck, breathing heavily. “Thank you…” she whispered softly, voice hoarse from moaning.
Tharun stroked her hair, a possessive smile on his lips. “I don’t think you can say you could love anyone after what happened today.” He kissed her forehead. “Ready for the second round?”
Nikitha shook her head weakly. “No… I’m tired. Leave me for now.” She turned herself over and lay on her stomach, eyes already closing, her beautiful ass slightly raised.
But Tharun’s urge was far from satisfied. His cock was still rock hard, glistening with their mixed juices. He climbed on top of her, pressing his weight down. He spread her ass cheeks and tried to push his swollen head against her tight, untouched anal entrance.
“Tharun… I’m here. I will always be with you,” she murmured sleepily. “Can we do it tomorrow?”
“No. I want it now,” he growled.
He flipped her onto her back again with ease. “Tharun, enough…” she protested, but he didn’t listen.
“In bed, it’s always my rule,” he said firmly, his voice thick with lust. He positioned himself between her legs and pushed back inside her cum-filled vagina in one smooth, deep thrust.
Nikitha’s mind, which had started drifting into sleepy bliss, suddenly woke up. Jay’s face flashed in her mind again — clearer this time, his intense eyes filled with pain. Her eyes flew open wide. She pushed hard against Tharun’s chest. “Wait… something feels wrong,” she gasped, though she wasn’t sure what it was.
Tharun stopped mid-thrust, looking down at her face. He realized she was off again. He pulled out gently and sat beside her, pulling her into his arms. One strong arm wrapped around her while his other hand grabbed her full breast, squeezing and massaging it softly, thumb circling her nipple. “What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?” he asked calmly, trying to soothe her.''
She didn’t have the guts to tell him the truth. No man would want to hear that another man’s face kept appearing while he was inside her. “Sorry… give me a few minutes. Let’s do it after some time,” she said, slipping out of his embrace.
She walked nude toward the large window, her body still flushed and marked with love bites and drying cum. She stared outside into the dark sea and city lights, trying to find some calmness and peace.
Tharun followed her quietly. While she stood there, lost in thought, he pressed against her from behind. He placed his hard, slick cock between her soft ass cheeks and began sliding it up and down slowly, teasing her. The hot length rubbed against her sensitive skin, the head occasionally nudging her still-wet pussy from behind.
The heat caught her again. Soon they were wildly kissing against the cool glass of the window — hungry, open-mouthed kisses, tongues battling, hands roaming. Tharun lifted her effortlessly in his strong arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her back and threw her onto the bed.
When she landed, her hand accidentally knocked over a glass of water on the bedside table. It spilled across the clothes piled there. Panicked, she quickly lifted Tharun’s shirt to wipe the water — and that’s when the bright display of her mobile phone lit up.
Dozens of missed calls.
She expected some from Jay… but there were calls from various unknown numbers too. And Jay was among them.
She instantly felt something was terribly wrong. Her heart clenched as a cold wave of unease washed over her naked, still-aroused body.
30-06-2026, 12:22 AM
Chapter 99 : Emergency Call
Nikitha’s hands trembled as she grabbed her phone from the wet pile of clothes. The screen was still brightly lit with notifications. Without thinking, she picked up the most recent incoming call.
“Hello… Jay?” she asked, trying to sound calm even as her heart hammered in her chest.
A rough, unfamiliar male voice answered. “Ma’am, I’m a mechanic. I was trying to reach the emergency contact saved in this mobile. It’s going to you but you weren’t picking up. The person who owns this phone got into a serious accident.”
Nikitha’s blood ran cold. “What accident? Tell me exactly what happened!”
“Yes, madam. We’ve been trying to contact you for the past fifteen minutes. We called an ambulance — they’re on the way, should be here in five minutes. The entire city seems to have ambulances busy with some politician’s function. We managed to get one somehow. Please come quickly.”
“Tell me the location!” she demanded, voice rising.
He said twice, mam we will leave as soon as the ambulance comes, the road is only useable for few kilometers so not much vehicles will come here for help, please come soon.
The mechanic gave her a clear landmark near the highway. Nikitha repeated it twice to memorize it, adrenaline surging through her veins like fire.
She didn’t waste another second. Still completely naked, she snatched Tharun’s shirt from the floor and pulled it over her head. The fabric clung to her sweat-dampened skin, barely covering her ass, her hard nipples clearly visible through the thin material, and the faint marks of their passion still visible on her neck and thighs.
Tharun sat up on the bed, confused. “What happened? Why are you wearing my shirt?”
Nikitha ignored him for a moment. She quickly stepped into a pair of panties, the fabric sliding over her still-wet and cum-filled pussy. She searched frantically for her suitcase keys to grab a skirt or decent clothes, but the damn key was nowhere in sight. She had no patience left.
She rushed toward the door, hair messy, legs still shaky from their intense session.
“Nikitha! Tell me what happened!” Tharun shouted, jumping up.
She turned for a split second, eyes wide with panic. “Jay… Jay got into an accident. They called me from his phone. I need to go right now.”
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Tharun couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His face twisted in shock and disbelief. “Wait — you’re going out like this?”
He grabbed whatever clothes he could find — his pants and a random t-shirt — and rushed after her, still pulling them on as he ran.
By the time he reached the villa entrance, Nikitha had already started the car. The engine roared to life. She looked like a woman on a mission — hair wild, wearing nothing but his oversized shirt and panties, bare thighs pressed against the seat, eyes burning with urgency.
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Tharun barely managed to jump into the passenger side before she slammed the accelerator. The tires screeched as the car shot forward into the night, racing toward the highway where Jay lay unconscious.
The parallel storms had finally collided — pleasure and pain crashing together in the most brutal way possible. Nikitha’s heart pounded with fear, guilt, and confusion as the wind whipped through the open windows, her body still carrying the scent and marks of Tharun’s touch.
Nikitha’s mind was a storm of chaos, but she refused to let anything flood in. Not now. Not right now. All that mattered was reaching Jay. Saving him. Getting there in time. She kept repeating it like a mantra in her head: He needs me. I have to be there for him.
NIkitha just showed the landmark and asked him to see the locations.. to tharun.
Tharun after checking it said, and told her the landmark was only about 5 km from the villa resort. The realization hit her like a punch to the chest. Jay had been coming for her. He had searched for her, driven through the night in rage and desperation, despite everything. Her heart ached sharply at the thought. Tears blurred her vision for a moment before she blinked them away furiously.
She glanced down at herself for a split second — Tharun’s oversized shirt barely covering her thighs, the fabric sticking to her still-damp skin, her nipples pressing obviously against the thin material, faint red love bites visible on her neck and collarbone, and the sticky evidence of their intense fucking still leaking slowly into her panties. She felt disgusting. Dirty. Guilty.
Ignore it. Ignore everything. He needs me right now.
Tharun kept firing questions from the passenger seat, his voice laced with confusion and rising anger. “Why did they call you if Jay got into an accident? Why the hell is your number saved as his emergency contact? Nikitha, answer me! What is going on?”
She didn’t reply. Not a single word. Her hands stayed glued to the steering wheel, knuckles white, jaw clenched tight. The car flew down the highway, engine screaming as she pushed it to its limit. The wind whipped through the windows, making the shirt ride higher up her bare thighs.
As they got closer to the spot, her heart nearly stopped.
The scene was severe. The car was badly damaged — side smashed, glass scattered across the road, one mirror completely shattered. Emergency lights from the ambulance and the mechanic’s van flashed red and blue in the darkness
Nikitha slammed on the brakes, the car skidding to a halt. She didn’t even bother turning off the engine properly. She rushed out barefoot, wearing nothing but Tharun’s shirt and panties, hair wild, legs still marked from their earlier passion.
“Jay! JAY!” she screamed, voice breaking with raw fear and panic as she ran toward the wreckage.
Tharun sat frozen in the passenger seat for a second, stunned. The sight of her running like that — half-naked, desperate, calling another man’s name with such terror and love — hit him harder than he expected. He slowly stepped out of the car, watching the woman he had just claimed so thoroughly rush toward Jay without hesitation.
Nikitha’s hands trembled as she grabbed her phone from the wet pile of clothes. The screen was still brightly lit with notifications. Without thinking, she picked up the most recent incoming call.
“Hello… Jay?” she asked, trying to sound calm even as her heart hammered in her chest.
A rough, unfamiliar male voice answered. “Ma’am, I’m a mechanic. I was trying to reach the emergency contact saved in this mobile. It’s going to you but you weren’t picking up. The person who owns this phone got into a serious accident.”
Nikitha’s blood ran cold. “What accident? Tell me exactly what happened!”
“Yes, madam. We’ve been trying to contact you for the past fifteen minutes. We called an ambulance — they’re on the way, should be here in five minutes. The entire city seems to have ambulances busy with some politician’s function. We managed to get one somehow. Please come quickly.”
“Tell me the location!” she demanded, voice rising.
He said twice, mam we will leave as soon as the ambulance comes, the road is only useable for few kilometers so not much vehicles will come here for help, please come soon.
The mechanic gave her a clear landmark near the highway. Nikitha repeated it twice to memorize it, adrenaline surging through her veins like fire.
She didn’t waste another second. Still completely naked, she snatched Tharun’s shirt from the floor and pulled it over her head. The fabric clung to her sweat-dampened skin, barely covering her ass, her hard nipples clearly visible through the thin material, and the faint marks of their passion still visible on her neck and thighs.
Tharun sat up on the bed, confused. “What happened? Why are you wearing my shirt?”
Nikitha ignored him for a moment. She quickly stepped into a pair of panties, the fabric sliding over her still-wet and cum-filled pussy. She searched frantically for her suitcase keys to grab a skirt or decent clothes, but the damn key was nowhere in sight. She had no patience left.
She rushed toward the door, hair messy, legs still shaky from their intense session.
“Nikitha! Tell me what happened!” Tharun shouted, jumping up.
She turned for a split second, eyes wide with panic. “Jay… Jay got into an accident. They called me from his phone. I need to go right now.”
Tharun couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His face twisted in shock and disbelief. “Wait — you’re going out like this?”
He grabbed whatever clothes he could find — his pants and a random t-shirt — and rushed after her, still pulling them on as he ran.
By the time he reached the villa entrance, Nikitha had already started the car. The engine roared to life. She looked like a woman on a mission — hair wild, wearing nothing but his oversized shirt and panties, bare thighs pressed against the seat, eyes burning with urgency.
Tharun barely managed to jump into the passenger side before she slammed the accelerator. The tires screeched as the car shot forward into the night, racing toward the highway where Jay lay unconscious.
The parallel storms had finally collided — pleasure and pain crashing together in the most brutal way possible. Nikitha’s heart pounded with fear, guilt, and confusion as the wind whipped through the open windows, her body still carrying the scent and marks of Tharun’s touch.
Nikitha’s mind was a storm of chaos, but she refused to let anything flood in. Not now. Not right now. All that mattered was reaching Jay. Saving him. Getting there in time. She kept repeating it like a mantra in her head: He needs me. I have to be there for him.
NIkitha just showed the landmark and asked him to see the locations.. to tharun.
Tharun after checking it said, and told her the landmark was only about 5 km from the villa resort. The realization hit her like a punch to the chest. Jay had been coming for her. He had searched for her, driven through the night in rage and desperation, despite everything. Her heart ached sharply at the thought. Tears blurred her vision for a moment before she blinked them away furiously.
She glanced down at herself for a split second — Tharun’s oversized shirt barely covering her thighs, the fabric sticking to her still-damp skin, her nipples pressing obviously against the thin material, faint red love bites visible on her neck and collarbone, and the sticky evidence of their intense fucking still leaking slowly into her panties. She felt disgusting. Dirty. Guilty.
Ignore it. Ignore everything. He needs me right now.
Tharun kept firing questions from the passenger seat, his voice laced with confusion and rising anger. “Why did they call you if Jay got into an accident? Why the hell is your number saved as his emergency contact? Nikitha, answer me! What is going on?”
She didn’t reply. Not a single word. Her hands stayed glued to the steering wheel, knuckles white, jaw clenched tight. The car flew down the highway, engine screaming as she pushed it to its limit. The wind whipped through the windows, making the shirt ride higher up her bare thighs.
As they got closer to the spot, her heart nearly stopped.
The scene was severe. The car was badly damaged — side smashed, glass scattered across the road, one mirror completely shattered. Emergency lights from the ambulance and the mechanic’s van flashed red and blue in the darkness
Nikitha slammed on the brakes, the car skidding to a halt. She didn’t even bother turning off the engine properly. She rushed out barefoot, wearing nothing but Tharun’s shirt and panties, hair wild, legs still marked from their earlier passion.
“Jay! JAY!” she screamed, voice breaking with raw fear and panic as she ran toward the wreckage.
Tharun sat frozen in the passenger seat for a second, stunned. The sight of her running like that — half-naked, desperate, calling another man’s name with such terror and love — hit him harder than he expected. He slowly stepped out of the car, watching the woman he had just claimed so thoroughly rush toward Jay without hesitation.
30-06-2026, 12:27 AM
Chapter 100: I'm his Wife
By the time Nikitha reached the accident site, the mechanics and helpers had already left. The road was eerily quiet except for the flashing lights of the lone ambulance. Jay lay on a stretcher beside the wrecked car, unconscious, face covered in dried blood and cuts.
A nurse stepped out of the ambulance, holding Jay’s phone. “Are you Nikitha?” she asked.
“Yes,” Nikitha replied breathlessly.
“Here is your husband’s mobile.” The nurse handed it over, then looked her up and down with clear disgust. “Why are you like this… without proper dress? Did you rush straight from sleep?”
The nurse’s eyes lingered on Nikitha’s bare thighs, the oversized man’s shirt that barely covered her, the visible love bites on her neck, and her messy, just-fucked hair. It was obvious what she assumed had happened. The judgment was sharp and unmistakable.
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Nikitha felt a wave of shame trying to crash over her, but she forcefully pushed it away. Not now. I cannot let anything flood my mind. The only thing that mattered was saving Jay. She ignored the nurse’s stare completely.
Tharun stood a few steps behind, watching the entire scene in stunned silence. The reality of what was unfolding hit him like a truck — the woman he had claimed so passionately just hours ago was now running half-naked toward another man, being called his wife. But he assumed i cant be, she is just helping.. him for her friend?!
The nurse gestured toward the ambulance. “Sir, please follow this ambulance. The hospital is only 10 km away.” Tharun nodded quietly and got back into the car, following closely behind the flashing lights.
At the hospital, Jay was immediately taken into the emergency ward for first aid. Nikitha waited outside the ICU, pacing barefoot, still wearing only Tharun’s shirt and her panties underneath. A kind older nurse noticed her state and quietly handed her a pair of spare nurse pants.
“No need to return them. Just throw them away later,” the nurse said gently, though her eyes also carried a hint of judgment.
Nikitha quickly slipped them on in a corner, the loose pants providing some decency, though the oversized shirt and her overall appearance still screamed what she had been doing before the call.
Doctors soon emerged and asked for a family member to sign consent forms regarding Jay’s condition — multiple cuts, possible concussion, and internal checks needed.
Nikitha stepped forward immediately. “I can sign.”
The doctor looked at her. “Who are you to him?”
Without hesitation, she answered, “I’m his wife.”
Tharun, who had been standing silently in the corridor, froze.
His eyes widened in pure shock and disbelief. She said she was his wife for second time..
Nikitha opened her phone with trembling fingers and showed the only photo they had — their marriage picture, the two of them standing together, at temple.. with friends.. The doctor nodded and handed her the forms.
Tharun stared at her, completely stunned.
The revelation hit him like a slap.
Wife. She had just openly claimed to be Jay’s wife in front of everyone.
Nikitha didn’t care about Tharun’s reaction. She wasn’t ready for anything else right now. Her mind was locked on one thing only — she would not move from this hospital until she heard that Jay was completely alright. She sat down on the cold bench outside the ICU, hands clasped tightly, guilt, fear, and determination swirling inside her chest.
The night had taken a turn none of them had expected.
By the time Nikitha reached the accident site, the mechanics and helpers had already left. The road was eerily quiet except for the flashing lights of the lone ambulance. Jay lay on a stretcher beside the wrecked car, unconscious, face covered in dried blood and cuts.
A nurse stepped out of the ambulance, holding Jay’s phone. “Are you Nikitha?” she asked.
“Yes,” Nikitha replied breathlessly.
“Here is your husband’s mobile.” The nurse handed it over, then looked her up and down with clear disgust. “Why are you like this… without proper dress? Did you rush straight from sleep?”
The nurse’s eyes lingered on Nikitha’s bare thighs, the oversized man’s shirt that barely covered her, the visible love bites on her neck, and her messy, just-fucked hair. It was obvious what she assumed had happened. The judgment was sharp and unmistakable.
Nikitha felt a wave of shame trying to crash over her, but she forcefully pushed it away. Not now. I cannot let anything flood my mind. The only thing that mattered was saving Jay. She ignored the nurse’s stare completely.
Tharun stood a few steps behind, watching the entire scene in stunned silence. The reality of what was unfolding hit him like a truck — the woman he had claimed so passionately just hours ago was now running half-naked toward another man, being called his wife. But he assumed i cant be, she is just helping.. him for her friend?!
The nurse gestured toward the ambulance. “Sir, please follow this ambulance. The hospital is only 10 km away.” Tharun nodded quietly and got back into the car, following closely behind the flashing lights.
At the hospital, Jay was immediately taken into the emergency ward for first aid. Nikitha waited outside the ICU, pacing barefoot, still wearing only Tharun’s shirt and her panties underneath. A kind older nurse noticed her state and quietly handed her a pair of spare nurse pants.
“No need to return them. Just throw them away later,” the nurse said gently, though her eyes also carried a hint of judgment.
Nikitha quickly slipped them on in a corner, the loose pants providing some decency, though the oversized shirt and her overall appearance still screamed what she had been doing before the call.
Doctors soon emerged and asked for a family member to sign consent forms regarding Jay’s condition — multiple cuts, possible concussion, and internal checks needed.
Nikitha stepped forward immediately. “I can sign.”
The doctor looked at her. “Who are you to him?”
Without hesitation, she answered, “I’m his wife.”
Tharun, who had been standing silently in the corridor, froze.
His eyes widened in pure shock and disbelief. She said she was his wife for second time..
Nikitha opened her phone with trembling fingers and showed the only photo they had — their marriage picture, the two of them standing together, at temple.. with friends.. The doctor nodded and handed her the forms.
Tharun stared at her, completely stunned.
The revelation hit him like a slap.
Wife. She had just openly claimed to be Jay’s wife in front of everyone.
Nikitha didn’t care about Tharun’s reaction. She wasn’t ready for anything else right now. Her mind was locked on one thing only — she would not move from this hospital until she heard that Jay was completely alright. She sat down on the cold bench outside the ICU, hands clasped tightly, guilt, fear, and determination swirling inside her chest.
The night had taken a turn none of them had expected.
30-06-2026, 12:49 AM
Chapter 101 - Hidden Presence
After nearly two hours, the doctors completed a full set of tests and scans on Jay. They emerged from the emergency ward with a clearer picture.
“He has a hairline fracture in his elbow from the impact and a moderate concussion due to the head injury,” the senior doctor explained. “He lost consciousness temporarily because of the shock and whiplash, but the MRI shows no major internal bleeding or severe damage. We’ve performed CT scans of his head, neck, chest, and elbow. There’s chest bruising and whiplash as well. We’ve placed his elbow in a splint, given him pain medication, and he’s stable now. We’ll keep him under observation for at least 48 hours with neurological checks every few hours.”
Nikitha listened intently, her heart still racing. While Jay remained unconscious in the ICU bed, she pulled the doctor aside.
“Please… don’t tell him I came,” she whispered urgently. “I don’t want him to know I was here.”
The doctor frowned. “I can’t promise to deceive him. If he asks me directly, I have to answer honestly. But I won’t volunteer the information.”
She pleaded, voice cracking. “We are separated. It’s complicated. I don’t want him to think anything otherwise right now. Please.”
The doctor gave a reluctant nod and walked away.
Nikitha quickly unlocked Jay’s phone, found Sharmi’s number, and asked a nurse to call her. She explained the situation briefly — Jay had been in an accident and needed someone with him. Sharmi was shocked but promised to leave immediately in another car.
Only then did Nikitha turn to Tharun, who had been waiting silently in the corridor, watching everything unfold with growing disbelief.
“Let’s go,” she said quietly. “Sharmi will take care of him from here.”
Tharun stared at her, his expression a mix of shock, anger, and confusion. “What are you doing, Nikitha? Are you even human? You rushed here half-naked, claimed to be his wife, signed the papers… and now you want to run away before he wakes up? Stay here. Don’t move. Face it.”
He stepped closer, voice low but intense. “I just wonder if what you said a few hours ago is still valid.”
Nikitha pressed her hand against his chest, her eyes tired but determined. “I won’t change my decision. It has been decided.”
“Then stay here with me,” Tharun said, grabbing her wrist gently. “Let’s face this together. We’ll wait until he gets okay.”
She shook her head firmly. “No.”
“Why?” Tharun demanded, frustration clear in his voice.
“Because he would get hurt,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “Seeing me right now… it would hurt him more than the accident.”
Didn't you realize he got into this accident as he searched for me.. he came all the way to stop me.
Tharun stood there, stunned, as Nikitha turned and walked down the hospital corridor, still wearing his shirt under the borrowed nurse pants. The weight of everything that had happened that night pressed heavily on both of them as they left the hospital together, leaving Jay behind in the ICU.
The storm was far from over.
After nearly two hours, the doctors completed a full set of tests and scans on Jay. They emerged from the emergency ward with a clearer picture.
“He has a hairline fracture in his elbow from the impact and a moderate concussion due to the head injury,” the senior doctor explained. “He lost consciousness temporarily because of the shock and whiplash, but the MRI shows no major internal bleeding or severe damage. We’ve performed CT scans of his head, neck, chest, and elbow. There’s chest bruising and whiplash as well. We’ve placed his elbow in a splint, given him pain medication, and he’s stable now. We’ll keep him under observation for at least 48 hours with neurological checks every few hours.”
Nikitha listened intently, her heart still racing. While Jay remained unconscious in the ICU bed, she pulled the doctor aside.
“Please… don’t tell him I came,” she whispered urgently. “I don’t want him to know I was here.”
The doctor frowned. “I can’t promise to deceive him. If he asks me directly, I have to answer honestly. But I won’t volunteer the information.”
She pleaded, voice cracking. “We are separated. It’s complicated. I don’t want him to think anything otherwise right now. Please.”
The doctor gave a reluctant nod and walked away.
Nikitha quickly unlocked Jay’s phone, found Sharmi’s number, and asked a nurse to call her. She explained the situation briefly — Jay had been in an accident and needed someone with him. Sharmi was shocked but promised to leave immediately in another car.
Only then did Nikitha turn to Tharun, who had been waiting silently in the corridor, watching everything unfold with growing disbelief.
“Let’s go,” she said quietly. “Sharmi will take care of him from here.”
Tharun stared at her, his expression a mix of shock, anger, and confusion. “What are you doing, Nikitha? Are you even human? You rushed here half-naked, claimed to be his wife, signed the papers… and now you want to run away before he wakes up? Stay here. Don’t move. Face it.”
He stepped closer, voice low but intense. “I just wonder if what you said a few hours ago is still valid.”
Nikitha pressed her hand against his chest, her eyes tired but determined. “I won’t change my decision. It has been decided.”
“Then stay here with me,” Tharun said, grabbing her wrist gently. “Let’s face this together. We’ll wait until he gets okay.”
She shook her head firmly. “No.”
“Why?” Tharun demanded, frustration clear in his voice.
“Because he would get hurt,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “Seeing me right now… it would hurt him more than the accident.”
Didn't you realize he got into this accident as he searched for me.. he came all the way to stop me.
Tharun stood there, stunned, as Nikitha turned and walked down the hospital corridor, still wearing his shirt under the borrowed nurse pants. The weight of everything that had happened that night pressed heavily on both of them as they left the hospital together, leaving Jay behind in the ICU.
The storm was far from over.
30-06-2026, 12:55 AM
That's all for the day, hope you all had a unexpected ride, in expected meter 
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30-06-2026, 07:41 AM
(30-06-2026, 07:31 AM)truthtruth3 Wrote: Now everything in hands of Tharun because he knows that Nikkita will never love him like she love Jay. If he really love her he would let her go back to Jay or make her to go back otherwise he selfish even after knowing that she will never love him the same
That is the trick here, Tharun was super confident, he was calm and patient that he will get Nikkitha one day but that was until knowing who her husband was.. he already felt a tough competition just before Nikitha surrendering to her, when she didnt tell him back i love you instead when she choose to tell i accept yours.
With the real face out now, looking how Nikitha run backs to him. Will Tharun be calm? his confidence will crumble, he may end up making rash decisions..
its is up to Nikita to see it clearly from here but its beyond repair right ?
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(30-06-2026, 01:51 AM)Mukul@99 Wrote: There are writers who can write drama & there are writers who can write erotic. And then there is Mr.Heygi who can pull off both with absolute ease.
Powerful evocative screenplay & Mr.Heygi knows exactly when to escalate the stakes. The pacing of the reveal was impeccable. Complexity made the conflict so much more compelling. Sir your visual storytelling is so vivid; I felt like I was watching the movie in my head while reading. Thank you for the masterpiece and the surreal reading experience. Thank you.
Thank you Mukul for continuous support
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