Adultery MRS. RENU MADHAVI. IPS

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Roshan Shameer burst through the cabin door with a deafening crack, wood splintering like brittle bones under the force of his shoulder, the storm's residual wind howling in behind him like a vengeful spirit. The lantern light flickered wildly, casting erratic shadows that danced across the bloodstained walls. Aslam froze mid-thrust, his thick body poised over Renu's bound form on the mattress, his cock hovering at her entrance, slick with anticipation. Renu, her naked body trembling from the sedative's fiery grip, her pussy aching with drug-induced need, blinked through the haze, her mind a whirlwind of pain, fear, and unwanted arousal.

Aslam whirled, his face twisting into a snarl of rage, eyes bulging with fury at the intrusion. "You—Shameer? How the hell—" he growled, lunging off the bed, his pants still around his ankles tripping him slightly as he grabbed a nearby cleaver from the workbench, its blade crusted with old gore glinting in the dim light. Roshan didn't hesitate, his prison-escape adrenaline surging; he charged forward, tackling Aslam with the precision of a predator, their bodies colliding in a brutal tangle of limbs and grunts. The cleaver swung wildly, slicing the air with a whoosh, grazing Roshan's arm and drawing a hot line of blood that soaked through his stolen guard uniform, the metallic scent mixing with the cabin's stale reek of sweat and fear.

They grappled on the floor, Aslam's stocky, hairy frame leveraging brute strength, his fists pounding into Roshan's ribs with dull thuds that echoed like drumbeats, each impact forcing air from Roshan's lungs in pained gasps. Roshan countered with calculated viciousness, his knee driving into Aslam's groin with a sickening crunch, eliciting a howl of agony that reverberated off the walls. Aslam bucked, his face contorted in pain, but he rolled, pinning Roshan momentarily, the cleaver raised high for a fatal strike. Roshan twisted, his hand shooting up to grab Aslam's wrist, muscles straining as he forced the blade aside, the edge nicking the floorboards with a splintering scrape.

The fight turned savage—Roshan's elbow smashed into Aslam's nose with a wet crack, blood exploding in a warm spray that splattered across the mattress and Renu's naked thighs, the coppery tang sharp in the air. Aslam roared, headbutting Roshan, stars bursting in his vision as pain bloomed across his forehead, but Roshan used the momentum to flip them, straddling Aslam's chest, his hands clamping around the butcher's throat like a vise. Aslam thrashed, nails raking Roshan's arms in deep, stinging furrows, but Roshan held firm, his face a mask of cold determination, veins bulging in his neck as he squeezed, Aslam's gasps turning to ragged wheezes, his face purpling under the pressure.

With a final surge, Roshan yanked Aslam to his knees by the hair, the strands greasy and matted, forcing him to face Renu on the bed. "You thought you could finish what I started?" Roshan hissed, his voice low and venomous, drawing a hidden knife from his boot—a slim, razor-sharp shank smuggled from prison. Aslam gurgled a curse, blood bubbling from his lips, but Roshan pressed the blade to his throat, the cold steel biting into skin. In one swift, merciless slice, the knife opened Aslam's neck, arterial blood jetting out in hot spurts that arced through the air, splashing across Renu's naked breasts and dripping down to her pussy in warm, sticky rivulets, the metallic warmth contrasting the chill of her skin. Aslam's body convulsed in heavy trembles, his hands clawing futilely at the wound, gurgles turning to wet, choking gasps as life ebbed, his eyes wide with shock before glazing over, his massive frame slumping to the floor in a lifeless heap, blood pooling around him like a dark halo.


Renu's world spun, the sedative coursing through her veins like liquid fire, amplifying every sensation—her pussy itching with unbearable need, her mind fractured between horror and a mad, insatiable hunger for release. Her body trembled, slick with Aslam's blood and her own arousal, her clit throbbing, begging for touch. This was her long-buried wish, the dark fantasy she'd suppressed for years: to surrender to Roshan Shameer, the man who'd haunted her dreams since their first encounter. Roshan turned to her, his chest heaving, blood streaking his face, and untied the ropes with swift cuts of the knife, the fibers snapping free, leaving red welts on her wrists and ankles.

As the last bond fell away, Renu surged forward, her drug-fueled desire overriding everything, hugging him fiercely, her naked body pressing against his clothed form, tearing at his shirt with frantic hands, buttons popping like gunfire as she exposed his chest.

Roshan: Renu... are you alright? After all this time...

Renu: I'm burning... and you... you're here. I need you...

Roshan: This isn't the place, but... damn, you look incredible.

Renu: The day has been hell... but now, with you...

Roshan: Tell me how you've been holding up.

Roshan: Is it just us here?

Renu: Yes, in this nightmare... why?

Roshan: I need to know we're safe... for now.

Renu: Please...

Roshan: Renu, I'm starving for you.

Renu: Oh god... me too...

Roshan: I want to taste you... I'm aching for it...

Renu: It's not hidden away... take it... devour me...

Roshan: No, Renu, I want to taste you... from you... Please...

Renu: You've always been so bold. You want me... I might push back...

Roshan: Please... let me have you or I won't stop...

Renu: Ok... I'll give in the way you crave... come... I open what's left...

Roshan: I can see your curves... I'm removing the remnants... Your breasts look incredible... mmmmmmmmuuuuuuuuuuuu... I am opening my mouth in anticipation...

Renu: I free myself for you... Let you see my full breasts...

Roshan: mmmmmmmmm... I hold your breasts and press. Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh.

Renu: Oohh dear, kiss my nipple.

Roshan: I put my mouth on your nipples and lick... aaaaaaaaammmmmmmmm... Can't control myself and bite on your nipples out of excitement...

Renu: Oouch, don't bite hard... it aches... aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh dear.

Roshan: mmmmmmmmmm... I'm sucking your nipples after so long... mmmmmmuuuuuuuu.

Renu: Do you remember moments like this... of us together?

Roshan: I love your breasts... I'm pressing the right one while sucking the left one.

Renu: Oohhhhhhhhhhhhh... Your mouth is so warm and wet...

Roshan: Now I'm switching the nipples and sucking the other one... While my hands are roaming on your back... Aaaaammmmmmmmmm... caressing your bare skin. I hold what's left and remove it completely... Now you're bare before me. Seeing your bare breasts, I'm so hard...

Renu: Ohhhhhhh... yes yes... I press my hands on your pants... Rub my hands on your growing hardness over them.

Roshan: I feel so excited... I want to see you fully bare now... I begin pulling your remaining clothes... I remove and drop them down on the floor... Now you're standing completely exposed.

Renu: Remove everything else... dear.

Roshan: I follow your wishes and strip you completely... I see you're ready... I am mesmerized by the sight between your thighs... I move down and focus on your deep navel... Kiss your navel... Lick your navel... Suck your belly button... Aaaaaaammmmmmmmmm...

Renu: Oh my dear, you do that and see my intimate place...

Roshan: Yes, kissing your navel and stroking there with my hands... Thinking this is what I've dreamed of... Locate your lips... Pinch them gently.

Renu: Aaaghh... Lightly... dear.

Roshan: I am now licking there... tongue on your slit... Mmmmmmmmmmmmm... I am giving tongue strokes...

Renu: Aaghhhhhhhhhhhhh I like that... Come on, lick me... Suck it and make it wetter and fulfilled... iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiissssssssssssssss...

Roshan: Ammmmmmmmm... lovely... I am sucking your lips... inserting my tongue inside... I can see some wetness here... Sweet smell... Heavenly taste... Sweet taste...

Renu: Llickkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk you are making it taste so sweet dear.

Roshan: Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh... licking... Locating your sensitive spot... It is swollen... Now licking it.

Renu: Oh... you suck nicely... better than anyone... My darling... Tell me who taught you.

Roshan: You only... Sucking it... Now biting it gently... Your entrance is so inviting... spreading it with fingers and inserting my tongue deeper... deeper... deeper... aaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm

Renu: I am so hot. I need something hot inside me. Give it to me... Let me stroke you... Don’t tease me.

Roshan: Oh my dear, I will insert it... You lie down on the bed... I am coming over you... Kissing your lips... Licking your face.

Renu: Oh come kiss me... Suck my lips... Insert inside me.

Roshan: I am inserting inside you.

Renu: Aaghh... it's so strong...

Roshan: Sucking your lips while inserting... Pressing your breasts and pinching nipples... Inserting my tongue in your mouth.

Renu: Aaaaaaah... I also push my tongue in your mouth and lift to meet your thrust

Roshan: Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh... Mmmmmmuuuuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaaah... moving... moving... moving... I am taking you.

Renu: Yesssssssss... harder... push harder... Give it to me...

Roshan: Aaammmmmmmmmmmm... pushing harder...

deeper

faster

yes

aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh

aaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggg

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Renu: Ogh I am coming and clinch you with excitement... feel my body tremor... feel my muscles...

Roshan: I m cuuummmmmmmmiiiiiiinnnnggggggggggg tttttttooooooooooo

aaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggggggggggggggg

I hold u tight.

Sshhoooooootttiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnggggggggggg inside you.

wwwwwwwwwwwwwow

Renu: Aaghh... yes... yes... I can feel your release filling me up.

Roshan: it was so nice

Renu: I love you and lick your face

Roshan: Me too. I lick your nipples and neck.

Renu: Now... I am really wet and need to clean myself...

They collapsed onto the stained mattress, bodies entangled in a sweaty, blood-smeared heap, breaths ragged and synchronized in the aftermath of their intense union. Renu's mind cleared slightly from the sedative's fog, but the warmth of fulfillment lingered, her long-suppressed desire for Roshan finally sated in this twisted moment. Roshan held her close, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her back, the cabin's grim silence broken only by their softening gasps.

But the reprieve shattered with the distant wail of sirens piercing the night, growing louder, the police squad's approach unmistakable—flashing lights flickering through the cracks in the walls like ominous beacons. Renu's eyes widened, reality crashing back; she pushed up, her body still trembling from the ecstasy. "You have to go," she whispered urgently, her voice hoarse, hands pressing against his chest. "They're coming for me... but not for you. Not like this."

Roshan hesitated, his gaze intense, but nodded, pulling on his torn clothes swiftly. "This isn't over, Renu," he murmured, stealing one last fierce kiss before slipping out the back window into the shadows of the forest, vanishing like a ghost.

After a fortnight, as the investigation wrapped up with Aslam's death ruled as self-defense in the chaos, the higher officers convened a counseling session to evaluate Renu's mental fitness for duty—standard protocol after such trauma, involving psychological assessments with tools like the MMPI-2 for personality and PTSD screening via CAPS-5 interviews. But Renu, haunted by the events and her complex emotions, applied for an extended leave, citing the need for recovery. She packed her bags and headed with Mukund and Rama to Mukund's native village, a serene escape amid rolling hills and family roots, hoping the distance would heal the scars—both visible and hidden.

End of part one. More to come.

 

[Syamala_39]

UPCOMMING SHORTLY
NEXT ADVENTURES OF RENU MADHAVI AND FATHIMA:



The bus halted suddenly at Fathima's command. A young fellow jumped out of the bus and ran towards the woods. Fathima also jumped out of the bus and started to chase the young man. Sugavnam, who was following the bus in the jeep, halted in the middle of the road and ran behind Fathima. But Fathima and the young fellow went ahead of him. Fathima yelled at the young man to halt, but he didn't respond to her command and kept running deep into the forest. Fathima didn't give up;



she kept running and saw a blind turn. When she turned onto the curvy path, there the young man stood stark naked and teased her, daring her to capture him. He thought that, being a female police officer, she would hesitate to come near him. He didn't know about Fathima; she ran at him and jumped on him. He fell onto the grass-covered floor, which swallowed both Fathima and the young fellow. His naked body got crushed under Fathima; she sat on him, her legs kneeling on either side of him, his thick-veined dick getting crushed under her pussy mound...






Renu Madhavi glided through the open kitchen like a siren in the dawn's embrace, the crisp morning chill transforming her sheer nightie into a translucent veil that concealed nothing—whisper-thin silk clinging to her sweat-kissed skin, outlining every curve with shameless intimacy. Her full, heaving breasts rose and fell with each breath, the blackish-brown nipples erect and straining like dark jewels, hardened peaks that poked insistently against the fabric, begging for the warmth of a touch. The nightie dipped teasingly over her flat belly, tracing the subtle quiver of her navel, before giving way to the curly dark hair that formed a tantalizing shadow over her intimate secrets, nestled between strong, full-round thighs that flexed with sensual power. And behind, her brownish, swollen ass cheeks jiggled rhythmically, a hypnotic symphony of soft, plump flesh bouncing in perfect harmony with her movements as she stirred the pot, the globes parting slightly with each sway, hinting at the hidden valley between, slick with the morning's subtle dew of arousal.

Rama lounged at the dining table, her lithe body a picture of youthful temptation in baggy shorts that hung low on her hips, the loose fabric riding up her smooth thighs to reveal the soft, inviting crease where leg met curve, a faint sheen of morning warmth making her skin glow. Her thin sleeveless top, stretched taut over her pert breasts, did little to hide the stiff peaks of her nipples, poking through like eager buds straining for attention, the material so flimsy it outlined every subtle bounce as she shifted, her laughter bubbling up light and teasing. Mukund emerged from his room, hair tousled, clad only in short boxers that strained against his morning state—his hardness, awakened by the subconscious pull of the household's simmering desires, creating a bold, insistent dent that pushed outward, the outline thick and commanding, drawing the eye like a magnet.



Rama caught it instantly, her giggles turning sultry, a flush creeping up her neck as she pointed playfully. "Dad, looks like you're pitching a tent for breakfast," she quipped, her eyes lingering a beat too long on the bulging dent, biting her lip as the air thickened with unspoken electricity—a sizzling preview of desires about to ignite in the chapters ahead.

 

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AARAVALLI ISLAND POLICE STATION:

Renu Madhavi is not just a typical IPS officer; she is a dedicated and hardworking individual who takes her role as an inspector very seriously. Despite being in her mid-thirties, she maintains a level of fitness and energy that is unmatched by many of her colleagues. As the station in charge, she is responsible for overseeing the operations and ensuring the safety of the community.

In addition to her professional responsibilities, Renu Madhavi is also a loving wife and mother of two children. Despite the demands of her job and family life, she manages to balance both roles with grace and poise. Her dedication to her work and her family is evident in everything she does.

When Renu Madhavi is in uniform, she exudes a sense of confidence and authority that is captivating to those around her. Her presence commands attention, and her striking appearance often leads people to compare her to a sexy Greek goddess. However, it is her intelligence, determination, and compassion that truly set her apart as an exceptional officer and individual.

FATHIMA:



Fathima, a skilled woman with a deep understanding of computers, is a valuable member of the team under Renu Madhavi's leadership. Despite being married and a mother to a two-year-old, she manages to balance her personal and professional life effortlessly. Fathima's charm and intelligence make her a perfect fit at the station, where she is well-liked by everyone.

Renu Madhavi and Fathima share a strong bond, not just as colleagues but as friends. They have a mutual respect for each other's skills and work well together, complementing each other's strengths. Their camaraderie extends beyond the workplace, as they often share stories about their families and support each other through the ups and downs of life. Their friendship adds a positive energy to the work environment, making them a formidable team.

JOSEPH:



Joseph, a dedicated sub-inspector of police, works diligently under the guidance of Renu Madhavi, an IPS officer. At just twenty-nine years old, he displays a remarkable level of commitment and determination in completing his tasks. His strong work ethic and attention to detail make him well-suited for his job in law enforcement. Joseph's passion for serving and protecting the community shines through in his every action, making him a valuable asset to the police force.

KABIR:



Kabir, a forty-five-year-old former military man turned head constable, made the transition to the police department five years ago when he was transferred to his current station from his hometown. With a hairy body that gives him the appearance of a heavy black bear, Kabir is a formidable presence in the department. Despite his imposing appearance, he is a widower who lives alone with no relatives in town. His dedication to his job and his no-nonsense attitude have earned him the respect of his colleagues and the community he serves.

SUGAVNAM alias SUGAVNAM

Sugavnam, also known as Sugavnam, is employed as a writer at the station. Despite being the same age as Kabir, he differs greatly from him in appearance, being lean, tall, and of wheatish complexion. Hailing from an orthodox background, Sugavnam strictly adheres to his community's traditions and rituals. He is married but does not have any children, residing with his wife in the midst of their farmland.

Aaravalli Island is a unique blend of modern and traditional cultures, situated between the Indian coastline and the Sri Lankan coastal area. Spanning an area of 35,000 square meters, the island is characterized by its lush, tropical forests teeming with exotic wildlife, serene turquoise waters lapping at pristine beaches, and rolling hills that offer breathtaking panoramic views. The modern population predominantly resides in the bustling town center and its outskirts, where sleek high-rises mix with colonial-era architecture, vibrant markets buzz with street food vendors selling spicy curries and fresh seafood, and tech-savvy cafes host digital nomads. In contrast, a tribal community inhabits the outskirts near the dense forest, maintaining their traditional way of life with thatched huts, ancient rituals involving rhythmic drum circles under the stars, and a deep spiritual connection to the island's natural surroundings, including sacred groves where rare orchids bloom year-round. This harmonious coexistence of different cultures, enriched by the island's balmy climate, crystal-clear lagoons perfect for diving, and hidden waterfalls cascading into natural pools, adds to Aaravalli's charm and diversity, making it a hidden gem that attracts adventurous travelers seeking both luxury resorts and off-the-grid eco-experiences.

After a regular day of work, Renu Madhavi returned home at the evening. Kabir drove her home, and she ordered him to pick her up in the morning. Her husband, Mukundan, works as an accountant in a private company. Her son, Dinesh, is staying in a hostel in another city, while her daughter, Rama, is a day scholar studying her first year of a CA degree. Renu Madhavi took the key from her pocket and opened the door. When she closed the door from inside.

As Renu Madhavi settled into her home, she couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. She brushed it off, attributing it to her long day and tired mind. She went about her evening routine, preparing dinner and catching up with her family over the phone. As the night grew darker, the feeling of unease lingered, but Renu Madhavi refused to let it bother her. She was a strong and independent woman, capable of handling any challenge that came her way. Little did she know, the presence of watching her was not just a figment of her imagination.

Renu Madhavi went inside the bedroom, while she entered the room, someone held her from behind, put a knife on her throat, her eyes widened with surprise and her heart beat went up, She tried to turn to see who the man behind her was. He held her tight and didn't let her turn herself. He whispered in her ear " Hello my sexy Renu Madhavi remember me"


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Renu Madhavi's throat went dry and her words became husky, " Dr. Roshan Shameer, i remember you are in prison"

Dr. Roshan Shameer replied " no sweety , I cant wait till my release to see my sexy bitch who put me in the jail, i dont want to miss your sexy and curvy body ".

He hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear " i know your big mole on your mound missing my tongue between your legs, i also know your erected nipples longing to fill my mouth, moreover my dick dying to go inside your wet pussy and make you cum for me shamelessly"

Renu Madhavi's body trembled with a mix of fear and desire as Dr. Roshan Shameer's words sent shivers down her spine. Despite the dangerous situation, there was an undeniable spark between them that had always been there, lingering beneath the surface. Her full breasts heaved with each ragged breath, her nipples hardening against the fabric of her blouse as his hands roamed possessively over her curves, squeezing her hips and pulling her ass back against his growing erection. She could feel the heat of his body pressing into her, his rough stubble grazing her neck as he nipped at her earlobe, drawing a soft gasp from her lips.

As his warm breath tickled her ear, Renu Madhavi couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at the thought of being so close to him again. She closed her eyes, allowing herself to get lost in the moment, feeling his strong arms wrapped around her and his intoxicating scent filling her senses— a musky mix of sweat and cologne that made her thighs clench involuntarily.

In that moment, the fear melted away, replaced by a deep longing for the man who had always managed to ignite a fire within her. She turned around to face him, her eyes meeting his with a mixture of passion and defiance, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders as she pressed her body flush against his.



With a boldness she didn't know she possessed, Renu Madhavi reached up to cup his face in her hands, her lips inching closer to his. In a whisper, she confessed, "I may have put you in jail, but I can't deny the pull you have over me. I've missed you, Dr. Shameer."

And with that, their lips met in a fiery kiss, sealing their fate and igniting a love that had always been destined to burn bright. Despite the danger that surrounded them, in each other's arms, they found a love worth fighting for. Their tongues danced hungrily, exploring each other's mouths with desperate urgency, his hands sliding up to tangle in her hair while she clawed at his back, pulling him closer as if to merge their bodies into one.



Dr. Roshan Shameer "your boobs are going to be fit in my mouth and you will be moaning in pain and joy when I will kiss you softly while pressing you to the wall…And you will moan peacefully….Short moans are very much arousing. Biting your nipples like a alpha male who is hungry for your milk…. I know ladies love when a man sucks their boobs…So it is a very big part that you get satisfied with my work."

Renu Madhavi opened her blouse and unhooked her bra, her both stiffen boobs came out with excitement, the heavy, rounded globes bouncing slightly as they were freed, her dark areolas puckered and nipples erect like ripe berries begging to be tasted. She told him " Then what holding you back, come suck my boobs , suck me . You horny bastard , suck your inspector' s boobs". Her voice was thick with lust, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she arched her back, offering her breasts to him like a forbidden feast.



Dr. Roshan Shameer, " Getting down to clean away ur body….The next thing is kissing all your body without even leaving any places including your back and navel. I will play with your navel gently while my hands are busy in crushing your boobs…And…Here comes the most vital part of having sex…..Making you cum just by licking your pussy is an art and iam an artist in this course….U will easily get to know that when you are having sex with me"…

He dropped to his knees, his lips trailing a scorching path down her body, starting from her collarbone, sucking and biting gently on her skin, leaving faint red marks that made her whimper. He lavished attention on her breasts first, taking one nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it in slow, teasing circles while his hand kneaded the other, pinching and rolling the peak between his fingers. Renu Madhavi's head fell back against the wall, her fingers digging into his shoulders as waves of pleasure radiated from her sensitive tips, her pussy growing slick with arousal, soaking through her panties.



Renu Madhavi, " mmm, lick me, you stinky bastard , make me feel your wet tongue inside my hot wet pussy, then let me suck your black dick kneeling in front of you , let me feel inside my deep throat"

Dr. Roshan Shameer, " The smell of your pussy is a scent for my favourite. I just want to eat away your pussy. If ever there is any ice-cream or honey, I will pour it on your body and will fully taste you with my tongue and I will give you love bites on places you cannot even imagine and you will feel the temptation of my cock when you are pressing my head harder to our love hole for every suck. Finger-fucking you will be like slowly inserting my fingers into your love hole and spreading your clitoris and kissing that place romantically until you have dripped all your juices in my mouth".

He peeled away her saree and petticoat with deliberate slowness, revealing her lacy panties clinging to her soaked folds. Hooking his fingers into the waistband, he tugged them down, exposing her shaved mound with that distinctive mole, her pussy lips glistening and swollen with need. He buried his face between her thighs, inhaling deeply before his tongue darted out to trace her slit from bottom to top, lapping at her clit with firm, insistent strokes. Renu Madhavi bucked against his mouth, her hands fisting in his hair as he sucked on her sensitive nub, slipping two fingers inside her tight, wet heat and curling them to hit her G-spot, pumping rhythmically while his tongue worked magic on her clit. Her moans grew louder, echoing in the room, her hips grinding against his face as she chased her release.

Dr. Roshan Shameer, " I will drink every drop of your cum like a greedy dog and I will clean your pussy with my tongue. Then you will suck my dick like the same dog that sucks the bone. I want you to suck my dick seeing me in my eyes…. I love when any girl plays with my balls….If you suck my balls thinking that you are sucking some lollipop, that would be fucking nice…. Then I will face-fuck you until I cum in your mouth… will be the best thing in my life"

Renu Madhavi, " Yesss, i will suck you deep , i love to suck your black lollipop harder and will drink every drop of your cum, then I kleen your dick with my tongue

As her orgasm crashed over her, she cried out, her juices flooding his mouth as he eagerly swallowed every drop, his tongue lapping her clean until she was trembling from overstimulation. Then, she dropped to her knees, her eyes locked on his as she freed his thick, veined cock from his pants—dark, throbbing, and already leaking pre-cum. She wrapped her lips around the head, swirling her tongue around the sensitive underside before taking him deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate his length as she bobbed her head, her hands cupping and massaging his heavy balls. She sucked them into her mouth one by one, treating them like sweet candies, her nails lightly scratching his thighs as she hummed around him, sending vibrations through his shaft.

Dr. Roshan Shameer , "Then I straight away do doggy style because I love to fuck you holding your hair and pressing ur boobs. I want to hear you shouting my name and asking me to fuck me harder "…

As Renu Madhavi rolled up her saree, the man's touch sent shivers down her spine. With each gentle caress, she felt a deep connection forming between them. As he pulled down her panties, she felt a rush of desire to wash over her, her pussy exposed and aching for him.

He lovingly traced his fingers along her soft skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Renu Madhavi's heart raced as he placed a tender kiss on her neck, sending a wave of passion through her body, his lips sucking hard enough to leave a hickey.

With each slap on her ass cheeks, Renu Madhavi felt a mixture of pleasure and anticipation building within her— the sharp stings making her yelp and her cheeks redden, her arousal dripping down her thighs. She willingly bent over the edge of the bed, offering herself completely to him, her ass high in the air, pussy lips parted invitingly.

As he explored her hot pussy with reverence and care, Renu Madhavi's breath hitched in her throat. The sensation of his fingers inside her pussy sent her into a whirlwind of ecstasy, her body responding to his touch with a fervor she had never experienced before, her walls clenching around his digits as he scissored them, stretching her deliciously.

In that moment, as they moved together in perfect harmony, Renu Madhavi and the man shared a deep, unspoken connection that transcended physical pleasure. It was a moment of pure, unadulterated love, a dance of passion and intimacy that bound them together in a bond that would last a lifetime.

Renu Madhavi released a joyful giggle and turned towards him, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. With a playful grin, she tore his shirt and playfully pulled his pants down. She gently traced her fingers along his bulging underwear, feeling the heat radiating from his body. With a teasing smile, she caught his catfish-like fat cock in her hand, feeling the warmth and strength of his desire, stroking it slowly from base to tip, her thumb circling the head to spread his pre-cum.

As she kneeled in front of him, he gently held her face, his touch sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. With a sense of anticipation, she opened her mouth, eagerly awaiting his touch. He pushed his dick inside her mouth, and she let out a delighted moan as she savored the taste of him—salty and musky, filling her senses. In that moment, all she felt was pure bliss and a deep connection with the man she loved. She deep-throated him with enthusiasm, gagging slightly but pushing through, her saliva dripping down his shaft as she worked him with expert suction.

Dr. Roshan Shameer was in a state of euphoria as Renu Madhavi pleasured him with her mouth, her skilled movements sending waves of pleasure through his body. He gripped her hair tightly as she took him deep into her mouth, her lips brushing against his balls. Renu Madhavi's moans of desire only fueled his own arousal as she expertly licked and sucked on his erect member, her tongue flicking over every vein and ridge. The sweet pain of her touch as she took his balls into her mouth made him moan even louder, his body responding to her every touch. As she scratched his naked buttocks and inserted her fingers into his anus, probing gently and massaging his prostate, the strange waves of pleasure intensified, causing his heart to race with excitement and his cock to twitch in her mouth. Dr. Roshan Shameer was completely lost in the moment, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure Renu Madhavi was giving him.

Then straight away Dr. Roshan Shameer went doggy style because he loves to fuck her holding her hair and pressing her boobs. He wants to hear her shouting his name and asking him to fuck her harder … He positioned her on all fours, his hands gripping her hips as he slammed into her from behind, his thick cock stretching her pussy walls with each powerful thrust, the wet sounds of skin slapping against skin filling the room. He reached around to squeeze her swinging breasts, twisting her nipples as he pulled her hair back, arching her spine.

Renu Madhavi “Ohh Roshan, fuckkk me harderr, harderr…. Aaaaah aaaaah ahhhh …..Fuck mee …Fuck mee …..Yeahhh …Thats it baby ….Please give it to meeee”. Her screams echoed through the house, her body rocking forward with each pounding, her ass cheeks rippling from the impact as she pushed back to meet him, her pussy clenching around his shaft.

The sound of vigorous fucking must be heard all around the place they were having sex—the rhythmic slapping, her guttural moans, his grunts of effort creating a symphony of raw lust.

Then going on to the 69 position…. they both were sucking each other's private places and they will reach to cloud nine and cum on each others faces…That would be a very good visual … He flipped her onto her back and straddled her face, his cock plunging into her mouth while he dove back between her legs, his tongue lashing her clit furiously as she sucked him with equal fervor. Their bodies writhed in sync, her nails digging into his thighs as she deep-throated him, his balls tightening as he lapped at her folds. They climaxed together, her juices squirting onto his face as his hot cum flooded her mouth, spilling over her chin in sticky ropes.

Dr. Roshan Shameer, " I need you to shout out harder and harder for every stroke like….

Renu Madhavi ” fuckkk…. Ohhh fuckkkk meee ….. Fuckkk me….Shameerrr …Get deeper in my pussy …. Please fuck mee deep….I need ur cock deep down the hole….Ohh… Yess… Fucking yes…. I am your bitch …. Please fuck me like there is no tomorrow….. Fuck mee …. Yess baby….Yess”

Dr. Roshan Shameer made her to sit on him and fucked her till her pussy is red." Meanwhile, he got busy focussed on her boobs sucking,biting and kissing those nipples. Changing their position to missionary style.. He inserted his cock in her pussy, making her moan harder and harder and between all this time… Dr. Roshan Shameer, " I even love to fuck you in the ass without wasting anytime…"

He had her straddle him in cowgirl, her breasts bouncing wildly as she rode him hard, grinding her clit against his pubic bone while he thrust up into her, his mouth latched onto one nipple, sucking and biting until it was swollen and sensitive. Then, flipping to missionary, he hooked her legs over his shoulders, pounding deep into her core, the angle hitting her cervix with each stroke, making her scream in ecstasy. He teased her tight asshole with a finger, lubed with her own juices, circling the rim before pushing in gently, but...

But Renu Madhavi didnt allow him to dominate her ass with his throbbing cock. Renu Madhavi pushed him from the top of her, laid him on the bed. She took his cock in her hand, she sat on him by putting her legs both sides of him, inserted his hot meaty cock inside her pussy. The sound of her pussy hitting his pole resound in the room…. She madly ride his cock. Her inner feeling for the culprit came out shamelessly. when the time is about to cum…. She bounced on him with abandon, her pussy lips gripping his shaft tightly, the squelching sounds of her wetness amplifying as she rotated her hips, her clit rubbing against him until she was on the edge.

Dr. Roshan Shameer, " I will either send them deep into your pussy or I will spray them to your face…. I just want to see your face covered with my cum."

Renu Madhavi came hard on his pole and showered her cum on his dick, her body convulsing as waves of orgasm ripped through her, her pussy spasming and milking him. She rolled off of him and laid on his side. Both of them breathed heavily. After some time, she hugged the man beside her and said, "Mukund, this roleplay made me cum shamelessly."

Mukund smiled and asked, "Yes, dear, I love fulfilling your desires and I am ready to serve you in any way you like."

Renu Madhavi replied, "You are a real stud, I am happy to have an understanding husband."

Mukund then asked, "Can I ask you something?"

Renu Madhavi responded, "What?"

Mukund inquired, "When you were abducted by Dr. Roshan Shameer, did he see you naked?"

Renu Madhavi admitted, "Hmm, not only him, when Kabir came to my rescue, I was stark naked on the table."

Mukund remarked, "So, two men saw you naked that day."

Renu Madhavi replied, "Yes, I think my thanks to Kabir is not enough."

Mukund suggested, "Maybe you can give him something special in return." With that, he looked down at her pussy. Renu Madhavi understood his intention and patted his chest, saying, "If you don't have any objections, I can show my gratitude to Kabir in bed. I think after his wife's death, his dick could use some entertainment."

Mukund then teased her, saying, "You're just a slut hungry for cocks, aren't you?" He slapped her pussy and went down on her, biting her pussy lips hard, making her scream. She pinned his head between her smooth thighs. Mukund then opened her legs and licked her cum-coated pussy, his tongue delving deep into her folds, sucking on her clit with renewed hunger as he fingered her roughly, making her squirm and moan.

Renu Madhavi spread her pussy lips for him and he dried her off, taking her to the toilet to clean up. Renu Madhavi cleaned them both and then collapsed on the bed.

Late after midnight:
Simultaneously, a man parked his vehicle near a dense forest and proceeded to inspect the contents of his trunk. Inside, he discovered the lifeless body of a young woman, her naked form bearing evidence of severe injuries. Despite the gruesome sight, he handled the situation with a disturbing calmness. Carefully removing her from the trunk, he positioned her beneath a sturdy tree in a seemingly peaceful manner. Gathering flowers from the surroundings, he placed them around her before leaving a note delicately tucked between her thighs, obscuring her genital area. With a sense of urgency, he departed the area without hesitation.

Early in the morning, Renu Madhavi heard her phone ring. She looked at the screen and saw that it was from Joseph.

Renu Madhavi said, "Joseph, it's too early. I will reach the station at nine."

Joseph replied, "No ma'am, I need you to come right away near the highway sixth sector."

Renu Madhavi asked, "Why, what happened, Joseph?"

Joseph explained, "A girl got murdered here. I need you here, ma'am."

Renu Madhavi responded, "Ok, I will come there."

Mukundan had already woken up by their conversation. He said, "Ok, you go. I will take care of Rama."

In fifteen minutes, Renu Madhavi came out of the house in full uniform. She started her Royal Enfield bike and took another thirty minutes to reach the crime scene.

She carefully looked at the body , and she looked at something under the flowers between the legs of the girl, She cautiously pulled the paper with her two fingers , It's a handmade paper, and she opened it.

It read " WARM LOVE FROM DR. ROSHAN SHAMEER TO MY DEAR RENU MADHAVI"

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Renu Madhavi left the visitor room and exited the jail, stepping into a transformed world where the weather mirrored her tumultuous emotions. The sky darkened ominously, heavy clouds swirling above as thunder rumbled and lightning illuminated the horizon. Suddenly, the rain descended in torrents, drenching her as she hurried toward the car. Kabir, ever attentive, opened the door for her, but the downpour soaked her dress, clinging to her skin and amplifying her disarray.



Inside, her mind was a whirlwind of confusion and longing, particularly for Dr. Roshan Shameer. The encounter in the visitor room had awakened repressed desires and dark fantasies she struggled to suppress. She bit her lips, desperately trying to mask her turmoil from Kabir, leaning back in the seat with her eyes closed, seeking solace in the darkness behind her eyelids.

Kabir, perceptive to her distress, cast a sidelong glance at her. As she entered the car, her saree had become disheveled, inadvertently revealing her curvy waistline and the stretch marks that told stories of her past. Her smooth, unwrinkled navel caught his eye, but Renu Madhavi remained blissfully unaware of his gaze, lost in her own tumultuous thoughts as the rain pounded relentlessly against the car roof, echoing the chaos within her.

As the rain poured heavily, Kabir found himself stuck, unable to navigate the obscured road. His attention flickered between the downpour and Renu Madhavi, whose pallu had slipped aside, revealing more than he intended to see. The damp fabric clung to her, accentuating her curves and drawing his gaze to the outline of her bosom, which was unmistakably bare beneath her blouse. Each jolt of the car on the muddy terrain heightened his awareness; her cleavage became more pronounced, and Kabir felt a stirring desire awaken within him, a mix of attraction and longing that he could no longer ignore.

As Kabir gazed out at the vibrant scenery of Renu Madhavi, the lush greenery and serene landscapes captivated him, but Renu Madhavi's mind was elsewhere. She found herself lost in thoughts of her recent encounter with Dr. Roshan Shameer in the visitor room. The memory stirred something deep within her, igniting a wave of desire that coursed through her body. She felt a warmth pooling between her thighs, a vivid reminder of the intimacy they had shared. Her heart raced, echoing the thrill of that moment as she grappled with the conflicting emotions of attraction and apprehension.

She opened her eyes and looked outside; the rain had become heavier than before, drumming against the car roof like a persistent heartbeat. She glanced at Kabir, who didn't expect her gaze, and caught his attention, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. She took a tissue from the glove box to clean her face, the soft paper brushing against her skin. As she was cleaning, the pallu slipped further aside, revealing a wider gap between her blouse hooks and exposing her golden skin, glistening slightly from the moisture in the air.

Kabir's arousal intensified, creating a noticeable bulge in his pants, the tension in the air thickening as unspoken desires hung between them, amplified by the storm outside. Renu Madhavi noticed his bulge, igniting her craving for a touch. Her nipples hardened inside her braless blouse. She pulled the shade above her head to look at her face in the small mirror, giving Kabir a good view of her shaved underarm and the starting curves of her golden, globe-like bosom.

While both were gazing at each other, they didn't notice the branch of a tree hanging in the center of the road. Renu Madhavi noticed it at the last second and yelled at Kabir, "Watch out!" But it was too late; the branch hit hard against the windshield, shattering it like a spiderweb. Rain began to pour inside the car. Even though Kabir almost stood on the brakes, the car slid sideways on the rainy, muddy road, nearly going off the edge before stopping just an inch or two from a large tree. Renu Madhavi's head slammed forward, and a piece of glass cut her forehead. Looking outside with the help of a flashlight, Kabir could only see a little ahead. The car's front lights were still on, and they both saw an outline of what looked like a roof. Kabir got out and opened the door for Renu Madhavi, and they walked blindly into the darkness, with Kabir following her. After walking about ten meters, Renu Madhavi's leg slipped in the muddy ground, and she lost her balance. Kabir caught her from behind, but the slippery path caused them both to slide downwards. He managed to hold Renu Madhavi safely, but they rolled down together. A stone or a heavy tree root hit her knee as they tumbled nearly twenty meters before landing on a flat surface.

As they came to a sudden halt, Renu Madhavi winced in pain, clutching her knee while trying to catch her breath. The rain continued to pour, soaking them both, and the darkness enveloped them like a thick blanket. Kabir quickly scanned their surroundings, his heart racing. "Are you okay?" he asked, concern etched on his face. Renu Madhavi nodded, her eyes wide with shock, though tears mingled with the rain on her cheeks. They both stood up, brushing off mud and debris, realizing they were on a small clearing that seemed to be part of an abandoned campsite. The outline of a dilapidated cabin loomed nearby, its windows dark and foreboding. "We should check that out," Kabir suggested, his voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through him. Renu Madhavi hesitated, glancing back at the wrecked car, but the urgency of their situation pushed her forward. Together, they cautiously approached the cabin, their hearts pounding with uncertainty about what lay ahead.

Both walked slowly towards the shelter, the weight of their surroundings heavy in the air. Kabir wrapped his arm around Renu Madhavi's waist, feeling the warmth of her body against him as she limped on her right leg, relying fully on his strength for support. Her smooth, curvy waist pressed against him, and he could feel her soft buttocks brushing against his thighs, igniting a flicker of warmth amidst the grim reality they faced. When they finally reached the shelter, Kabir switched on his flashlight, illuminating the disarray that surrounded them. The place looked filthy, littered with empty liquor bottles that hinted at recent revelry, a stark contrast to their dire situation. As he ventured further inside, the beam of light revealed used condoms and discarded underwear strewn carelessly across the floor, remnants of careless encounters that left an unsettling feeling in the pit of his stomach. The sight served as a grim reminder of the lives that had passed through this space, a stark juxtaposition to the fragile bond forming between him and Renu Madhavi in this moment of vulnerability.

The used condoms ignited the arousal within both of them. Kabir saw a rock at the center and let Renu Madhavi sit on it. He swept the shelter with the flashlight and noticed some half-used candles, matchsticks, and an empty matchbox. He lit a candle and told Renu Madhavi, "Ma'am, I am going to get a first aid box from the car. You stay here." Renu Madhavi replied, "Okay, but be careful and come back fast."

After he left, Renu Madhavi looked around, and the used condoms sparked vulgar thoughts in her mind. The sizes of the condoms made her think of the sizes of the men. She felt a heavy longing desire building inside her body, experiencing pain outside and lust within.

Kabir crawled through the mud and reached the car. He grabbed a first aid box and slowly made his way back to the shelter.

Kabir knelt at Renu Madhavi's side, the first aid box beside him, flashlight casting a dim light over her wounded form. Blood stained her forehead and the right side of her chest, a stark reminder of the chaos that had unfolded. She pressed her knee tightly, wincing in pain. Carefully, he took a cotton ball soaked in saline, his heart racing as he pressed it against her injury. Renu Madhavi gasped, her grip tightening around his wrist, urging him to be gentler, her eyes pleading for comfort amid the pain.



In the meantime, as the flashlight started to dry, Kabir looked around, gathered small tree logs, and lit a campfire in front of them. Now the shelter was clearly visible. Both Renu Madhavi and Kabir looked at themselves; they were covered in mud. Kabir sat near her again and cleaned the wound on her forehead. Renu Madhavi closed her eyes, and Kabir looked closely at her neck; her blouse seemed open under her pallu, and her cleavage was clearly visible to him as rainwater mixed with blood trickled down. She leaned slightly to his side to allow him to clean her forehead, her knee brushing against his chest. She widened her legs a little, positioning Kabir between them.

Kabir did not hesitate any longer and started biting Renu Madhavi's breasts with his teeth and sucking them. Renu Madhavi unzipped Kabir's panties and took his cock out of the cage and started shaking it. Kabir's cock was like a hot fire stick. Kabir bit Renu Madhavi's nipples and sucked them. Renu Madhavi squeezed the tip of his cock with one hand and pressed his head against her nipples with the other hand, making her gasp. Kabir leaned over her legs and put one hand behind her and pressed and held her fat buttocks. He inserted his finger between her buttocks and rubbed them. Renu Madhavi lifted her buttocks slightly from the stone, Kabir's finger rubbed the bottom of her pussy lips. Both of them took off their clothes and became naked.

Kabir looked at Renu Madhavi; at the age of 38, her breasts stood firm with broad, dark nipples. Her flat navel and, below it, her hairy pussy with thick lips drove him into a lustful frenzy. He held his black cock with his left hand and moved closer to Renu Madhavi. She hugged him passionately, licked his lips, and sucked on his lower lip.

She hugged him with her one hand and she lowered another hand down on his stiff cock. Their lips remained locked passionately. Kabir's both hands caressed her ass cheeks hard and rough. It's been six years since his cock touched any pussy. He felt trembling with shivering all over his body. Renu Madhavi kissed him and she pushed him down on his knee. His face came on her juicy wet pussy. He pressed his face between her thighs and sniffed her pussy. Renu Madhavi let him take his time to sniff her pussy and asked him,Kabir do you want to keep sniffing my pussy or you will lick my wet pussy with your tongue.



Renu Madhavi spat on her hand and rubbed her pussy. She pulled Kabir's face with both hands and pressed it against her pussy. Kabir rubbed Renu Madhavi's pussy with his fingers and then, using his index and middle fingers, inserted her pussy inside her and squeezed her clitoris with his thumb, licking her pussy like a dog. Renu Madhavi felt the wetness of her pussy. This was her first time, licking her pussy with her fingers. Her husband used to lick her pussy but he didn't use his fingers. Kabir fingered and licked her pussy.

Kabir: Ohhhh, mmmm, suck me.... Renu Madhavi suck my cock....
renu madhavi: Mmm, mmmm. Renu Madhavi sucked Kabir's cock up to her throat and ate it. Kabir's cock juice mixed with her saliva and flowed from her mouth onto her breasts. Kabir bent down and squeezed her breasts and fucked his cock in her mouth. In a short while, he filled her mouth with his cock juice.

They were exhausted in a short time. Kabir took Renu Madhavi out to the shed and tied her up while standing in the rain. His penis was still hard.



Kabir sat at her feet and licked her pussy juice mixed with the rain water. His thirst for pussy only increased, not decreased. Renu Madhavi squeezed her breasts and rubbed her pussy on his face. Kabir squeezed her buttocks and put his finger in the hole and bit and sucked her pussy. Renu Madhavi called Kabir and inserted his penis into her pussy and told him to fuck her. Renu Madhavi lay on the ground in the rain and showed Kabir her legs and pussy lips.

Kabir, liked to fuck her from the behind. He turned and let her in a doggy style. Renu Madhavi didn't say anything. She let him as he liked to fuck her, all she wanted his black dick in her wet pussy. Kabir showed his cock in the rain water, he caught some rain water on his palm and splashed it on her hot pussy.

Then he positioned himself between her ass cheeks and lifted her ass little up and kept the tip of his black hard dick between her pussy lips. He inhaled his breath and chuuuuuuck....... he thrust his six year longing dick inside her wet pussy.
Renu:Ohhhh....mmmmaaaaahhhhh......fuckkkkk.....man you are a nasty fucker...... make it gentle....mmmm you filled my pussy.
Kabir: sorry... is it hard....???? Ma'am....
Renu Madhavi: Ohhh....what the fuck you think.... this is a intense ..... no one entered inside me like this.... fuck ..... its feel goooddddd..... oh god , your dick filled my pussy deep inside.... fuck meeeeee....fuck your ma'aaaam ........ fuck me ..... let me experience your hard core fuckkkkkkk.....


Kabir held her waist and pulled out his dick slowly , before it came out , he thrust it with enormous force again inside her pussy.
renu madhavi: ohhhhhhhh....... fuck.....fuck....fuckkkkkk meri jaannnn ........ fuck my cunt hard......fuck fuck.....
Kabir: you like my louda ma'am......???
Renu Madhavi: yesssss......nmmmmm....fuck its thick as a steel rod....n fuck fuck me mercilessly......fuck ......fuck...n
Even the rain was pouring , Kabir's dick mercilessly fucked her pussy with Chuck.....chuck.....chuck.....chuck.....
His dick and her pussy lips made a rhythmic sound...
renu madhavi: ummmm.....yes my man...... fuck me harder ....... harder ....... fuck harder you mother fucker..... fuck your ma'am make me cum for you....... fuck.....
Kabir holding back his breath he pounded her pussy harder and harder after her bluffing moans and finally he splashed his hot inside her pussy.



As dawn broke, the morning light streamed into the shelter, highlighting the strong bond forged during the night. They quickly dressed, still invigorated by their shared experience. Upon reaching the car, they contacted the station, maintaining composure despite the preceding chaos. Fathima, ever resourceful, adeptly coordinated their safe return while updating Renu Madhavi on significant developments in the investigation, including the confirmed identity of the perpetrator. After a tense five-hour wait, Renu Madhavi arrived back at the station, her heart racing with anticipation as she eagerly examined the new leads, resolute in her pursuit of justice for those affected by the crime.

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Roshan Shameer burst through the cabin door with a deafening crack, wood splintering like brittle bones under the force of his shoulder, the storm's residual wind howling in behind him like a vengeful spirit. The lantern light flickered wildly, casting erratic shadows that danced across the bloodstained walls. Aslam froze mid-thrust, his thick body poised over Renu's bound form on the mattress, his cock hovering at her entrance, slick with anticipation. Renu, her naked body trembling from the sedative's fiery grip, her pussy aching with drug-induced need, blinked through the haze, her mind a whirlwind of pain, fear, and unwanted arousal.

Aslam whirled, his face twisting into a snarl of rage, eyes bulging with fury at the intrusion. "You—Shameer? How the hell—" he growled, lunging off the bed, his pants still around his ankles tripping him slightly as he grabbed a nearby cleaver from the workbench, its blade crusted with old gore glinting in the dim light. Roshan didn't hesitate, his prison-escape adrenaline surging; he charged forward, tackling Aslam with the precision of a predator, their bodies colliding in a brutal tangle of limbs and grunts. The cleaver swung wildly, slicing the air with a whoosh, grazing Roshan's arm and drawing a hot line of blood that soaked through his stolen guard uniform, the metallic scent mixing with the cabin's stale reek of sweat and fear.

They grappled on the floor, Aslam's stocky, hairy frame leveraging brute strength, his fists pounding into Roshan's ribs with dull thuds that echoed like drumbeats, each impact forcing air from Roshan's lungs in pained gasps. Roshan countered with calculated viciousness, his knee driving into Aslam's groin with a sickening crunch, eliciting a howl of agony that reverberated off the walls. Aslam bucked, his face contorted in pain, but he rolled, pinning Roshan momentarily, the cleaver raised high for a fatal strike. Roshan twisted, his hand shooting up to grab Aslam's wrist, muscles straining as he forced the blade aside, the edge nicking the floorboards with a splintering scrape.

The fight turned savage—Roshan's elbow smashed into Aslam's nose with a wet crack, blood exploding in a warm spray that splattered across the mattress and Renu's naked thighs, the coppery tang sharp in the air. Aslam roared, headbutting Roshan, stars bursting in his vision as pain bloomed across his forehead, but Roshan used the momentum to flip them, straddling Aslam's chest, his hands clamping around the butcher's throat like a vise. Aslam thrashed, nails raking Roshan's arms in deep, stinging furrows, but Roshan held firm, his face a mask of cold determination, veins bulging in his neck as he squeezed, Aslam's gasps turning to ragged wheezes, his face purpling under the pressure.

With a final surge, Roshan yanked Aslam to his knees by the hair, the strands greasy and matted, forcing him to face Renu on the bed. "You thought you could finish what I started?" Roshan hissed, his voice low and venomous, drawing a hidden knife from his boot—a slim, razor-sharp shank smuggled from prison. Aslam gurgled a curse, blood bubbling from his lips, but Roshan pressed the blade to his throat, the cold steel biting into skin. In one swift, merciless slice, the knife opened Aslam's neck, arterial blood jetting out in hot spurts that arced through the air, splashing across Renu's naked breasts and dripping down to her pussy in warm, sticky rivulets, the metallic warmth contrasting the chill of her skin. Aslam's body convulsed in heavy trembles, his hands clawing futilely at the wound, gurgles turning to wet, choking gasps as life ebbed, his eyes wide with shock before glazing over, his massive frame slumping to the floor in a lifeless heap, blood pooling around him like a dark halo.


Renu's world spun, the sedative coursing through her veins like liquid fire, amplifying every sensation—her pussy itching with unbearable need, her mind fractured between horror and a mad, insatiable hunger for release. Her body trembled, slick with Aslam's blood and her own arousal, her clit throbbing, begging for touch. This was her long-buried wish, the dark fantasy she'd suppressed for years: to surrender to Roshan Shameer, the man who'd haunted her dreams since their first encounter. Roshan turned to her, his chest heaving, blood streaking his face, and untied the ropes with swift cuts of the knife, the fibers snapping free, leaving red welts on her wrists and ankles.

As the last bond fell away, Renu surged forward, her drug-fueled desire overriding everything, hugging him fiercely, her naked body pressing against his clothed form, tearing at his shirt with frantic hands, buttons popping like gunfire as she exposed his chest.

Roshan: Renu... are you alright? After all this time...

Renu: I'm burning... and you... you're here. I need you...

Roshan: This isn't the place, but... damn, you look incredible.

Renu: The day has been hell... but now, with you...

Roshan: Tell me how you've been holding up.

Roshan: Is it just us here?

Renu: Yes, in this nightmare... why?

Roshan: I need to know we're safe... for now.

Renu: Please...

Roshan: Renu, I'm starving for you.

Renu: Oh god... me too...

Roshan: I want to taste you... I'm aching for it...

Renu: It's not hidden away... take it... devour me...

Roshan: No, Renu, I want to taste you... from you... Please...

Renu: You've always been so bold. You want me... I might push back...

Roshan: Please... let me have you or I won't stop...

Renu: Ok... I'll give in the way you crave... come... I open what's left...

Roshan: I can see your curves... I'm removing the remnants... Your breasts look incredible... mmmmmmmmuuuuuuuuuuuu... I am opening my mouth in anticipation...

Renu: I free myself for you... Let you see my full breasts...

Roshan: mmmmmmmmm... I hold your breasts and press. Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh.

Renu: Oohh dear, kiss my nipple.

Roshan: I put my mouth on your nipples and lick... aaaaaaaaammmmmmmmm... Can't control myself and bite on your nipples out of excitement...

Renu: Oouch, don't bite hard... it aches... aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh dear.

Roshan: mmmmmmmmmm... I'm sucking your nipples after so long... mmmmmmuuuuuuuu.

Renu: Do you remember moments like this... of us together?

Roshan: I love your breasts... I'm pressing the right one while sucking the left one.

Renu: Oohhhhhhhhhhhhh... Your mouth is so warm and wet...

Roshan: Now I'm switching the nipples and sucking the other one... While my hands are roaming on your back... Aaaaammmmmmmmmm... caressing your bare skin. I hold what's left and remove it completely... Now you're bare before me. Seeing your bare breasts, I'm so hard...

Renu: Ohhhhhhh... yes yes... I press my hands on your pants... Rub my hands on your growing hardness over them.

Roshan: I feel so excited... I want to see you fully bare now... I begin pulling your remaining clothes... I remove and drop them down on the floor... Now you're standing completely exposed.

Renu: Remove everything else... dear.

Roshan: I follow your wishes and strip you completely... I see you're ready... I am mesmerized by the sight between your thighs... I move down and focus on your deep navel... Kiss your navel... Lick your navel... Suck your belly button... Aaaaaaammmmmmmmmm...

Renu: Oh my dear, you do that and see my intimate place...

Roshan: Yes, kissing your navel and stroking there with my hands... Thinking this is what I've dreamed of... Locate your lips... Pinch them gently.

Renu: Aaaghh... Lightly... dear.

Roshan: I am now licking there... tongue on your slit... Mmmmmmmmmmmmm... I am giving tongue strokes...

Renu: Aaghhhhhhhhhhhhh I like that... Come on, lick me... Suck it and make it wetter and fulfilled... iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiissssssssssssssss...

Roshan: Ammmmmmmmm... lovely... I am sucking your lips... inserting my tongue inside... I can see some wetness here... Sweet smell... Heavenly taste... Sweet taste...

Renu: Llickkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk you are making it taste so sweet dear.

Roshan: Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh... licking... Locating your sensitive spot... It is swollen... Now licking it.

Renu: Oh... you suck nicely... better than anyone... My darling... Tell me who taught you.

Roshan: You only... Sucking it... Now biting it gently... Your entrance is so inviting... spreading it with fingers and inserting my tongue deeper... deeper... deeper... aaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm

Renu: I am so hot. I need something hot inside me. Give it to me... Let me stroke you... Don’t tease me.

Roshan: Oh my dear, I will insert it... You lie down on the bed... I am coming over you... Kissing your lips... Licking your face.

Renu: Oh come kiss me... Suck my lips... Insert inside me.

Roshan: I am inserting inside you.

Renu: Aaghh... it's so strong...

Roshan: Sucking your lips while inserting... Pressing your breasts and pinching nipples... Inserting my tongue in your mouth.

Renu: Aaaaaaah... I also push my tongue in your mouth and lift to meet your thrust

Roshan: Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh... Mmmmmmuuuuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaaah... moving... moving... moving... I am taking you.

Renu: Yesssssssss... harder... push harder... Give it to me...

Roshan: Aaammmmmmmmmmmm... pushing harder...

deeper

faster

yes

aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh

aaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggg

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Renu: Ogh I am coming and clinch you with excitement... feel my body tremor... feel my muscles...

Roshan: I m cuuummmmmmmmiiiiiiinnnnggggggggggg tttttttooooooooooo

aaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggggggggggggggg

I hold u tight.

Sshhoooooootttiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnggggggggggg inside you.

wwwwwwwwwwwwwow

Renu: Aaghh... yes... yes... I can feel your release filling me up.

Roshan: it was so nice

Renu: I love you and lick your face

Roshan: Me too. I lick your nipples and neck.

Renu: Now... I am really wet and need to clean myself...

They collapsed onto the stained mattress, bodies entangled in a sweaty, blood-smeared heap, breaths ragged and synchronized in the aftermath of their intense union. Renu's mind cleared slightly from the sedative's fog, but the warmth of fulfillment lingered, her long-suppressed desire for Roshan finally sated in this twisted moment. Roshan held her close, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her back, the cabin's grim silence broken only by their softening gasps.

But the reprieve shattered with the distant wail of sirens piercing the night, growing louder, the police squad's approach unmistakable—flashing lights flickering through the cracks in the walls like ominous beacons. Renu's eyes widened, reality crashing back; she pushed up, her body still trembling from the ecstasy. "You have to go," she whispered urgently, her voice hoarse, hands pressing against his chest. "They're coming for me... but not for you. Not like this."

Roshan hesitated, his gaze intense, but nodded, pulling on his torn clothes swiftly. "This isn't over, Renu," he murmured, stealing one last fierce kiss before slipping out the back window into the shadows of the forest, vanishing like a ghost.

After a fortnight, as the investigation wrapped up with Aslam's death ruled as self-defense in the chaos, the higher officers convened a counseling session to evaluate Renu's mental fitness for duty—standard protocol after such trauma, involving psychological assessments with tools like the MMPI-2 for personality and PTSD screening via CAPS-5 interviews. But Renu, haunted by the events and her complex emotions, applied for an extended leave, citing the need for recovery. She packed her bags and headed with Mukund and Rama to Mukund's native village, a serene escape amid rolling hills and family roots, hoping the distance would heal the scars—both visible and hidden.

End of part one. More to come.

Really well written story. Thank you .

 

[Slove123]

UPCOMMING SHORTLY
NEXT ADVENTURES OF RENU MADHAVI AND FATHIMA:



The bus halted suddenly at Fathima's command. A young fellow jumped out of the bus and ran towards the woods. Fathima also jumped out of the bus and started to chase the young man. Sugavnam, who was following the bus in the jeep, halted in the middle of the road and ran behind Fathima. But Fathima and the young fellow went ahead of him. Fathima yelled at the young man to halt, but he didn't respond to her command and kept running deep into the forest. Fathima didn't give up;



she kept running and saw a blind turn. When she turned onto the curvy path, there the young man stood stark naked and teased her, daring her to capture him. He thought that, being a female police officer, she would hesitate to come near him. He didn't know about Fathima; she ran at him and jumped on him. He fell onto the grass-covered floor, which swallowed both Fathima and the young fellow. His naked body got crushed under Fathima; she sat on him, her legs kneeling on either side of him, his thick-veined dick getting crushed under her pussy mound...






Renu Madhavi glided through the open kitchen like a siren in the dawn's embrace, the crisp morning chill transforming her sheer nightie into a translucent veil that concealed nothing—whisper-thin silk clinging to her sweat-kissed skin, outlining every curve with shameless intimacy. Her full, heaving breasts rose and fell with each breath, the blackish-brown nipples erect and straining like dark jewels, hardened peaks that poked insistently against the fabric, begging for the warmth of a touch. The nightie dipped teasingly over her flat belly, tracing the subtle quiver of her navel, before giving way to the curly dark hair that formed a tantalizing shadow over her intimate secrets, nestled between strong, full-round thighs that flexed with sensual power. And behind, her brownish, swollen ass cheeks jiggled rhythmically, a hypnotic symphony of soft, plump flesh bouncing in perfect harmony with her movements as she stirred the pot, the globes parting slightly with each sway, hinting at the hidden valley between, slick with the morning's subtle dew of arousal.

Rama lounged at the dining table, her lithe body a picture of youthful temptation in baggy shorts that hung low on her hips, the loose fabric riding up her smooth thighs to reveal the soft, inviting crease where leg met curve, a faint sheen of morning warmth making her skin glow. Her thin sleeveless top, stretched taut over her pert breasts, did little to hide the stiff peaks of her nipples, poking through like eager buds straining for attention, the material so flimsy it outlined every subtle bounce as she shifted, her laughter bubbling up light and teasing. Mukund emerged from his room, hair tousled, clad only in short boxers that strained against his morning state—his hardness, awakened by the subconscious pull of the household's simmering desires, creating a bold, insistent dent that pushed outward, the outline thick and commanding, drawing the eye like a magnet.



Rama caught it instantly, her giggles turning sultry, a flush creeping up her neck as she pointed playfully. "Dad, looks like you're pitching a tent for breakfast," she quipped, her eyes lingering a beat too long on the bulging dent, biting her lip as the air thickened with unspoken electricity—a sizzling preview of desires about to ignite in the chapters ahead.

Looking forward.....

 

[Mass]

Roshan Shameer burst through the cabin door with a deafening crack, wood splintering like brittle bones under the force of his shoulder, the storm's residual wind howling in behind him like a vengeful spirit. The lantern light flickered wildly, casting erratic shadows that danced across the bloodstained walls. Aslam froze mid-thrust, his thick body poised over Renu's bound form on the mattress, his cock hovering at her entrance, slick with anticipation. Renu, her naked body trembling from the sedative's fiery grip, her pussy aching with drug-induced need, blinked through the haze, her mind a whirlwind of pain, fear, and unwanted arousal.

Aslam whirled, his face twisting into a snarl of rage, eyes bulging with fury at the intrusion. "You—Shameer? How the hell—" he growled, lunging off the bed, his pants still around his ankles tripping him slightly as he grabbed a nearby cleaver from the workbench, its blade crusted with old gore glinting in the dim light. Roshan didn't hesitate, his prison-escape adrenaline surging; he charged forward, tackling Aslam with the precision of a predator, their bodies colliding in a brutal tangle of limbs and grunts. The cleaver swung wildly, slicing the air with a whoosh, grazing Roshan's arm and drawing a hot line of blood that soaked through his stolen guard uniform, the metallic scent mixing with the cabin's stale reek of sweat and fear.

They grappled on the floor, Aslam's stocky, hairy frame leveraging brute strength, his fists pounding into Roshan's ribs with dull thuds that echoed like drumbeats, each impact forcing air from Roshan's lungs in pained gasps. Roshan countered with calculated viciousness, his knee driving into Aslam's groin with a sickening crunch, eliciting a howl of agony that reverberated off the walls. Aslam bucked, his face contorted in pain, but he rolled, pinning Roshan momentarily, the cleaver raised high for a fatal strike. Roshan twisted, his hand shooting up to grab Aslam's wrist, muscles straining as he forced the blade aside, the edge nicking the floorboards with a splintering scrape.

The fight turned savage—Roshan's elbow smashed into Aslam's nose with a wet crack, blood exploding in a warm spray that splattered across the mattress and Renu's naked thighs, the coppery tang sharp in the air. Aslam roared, headbutting Roshan, stars bursting in his vision as pain bloomed across his forehead, but Roshan used the momentum to flip them, straddling Aslam's chest, his hands clamping around the butcher's throat like a vise. Aslam thrashed, nails raking Roshan's arms in deep, stinging furrows, but Roshan held firm, his face a mask of cold determination, veins bulging in his neck as he squeezed, Aslam's gasps turning to ragged wheezes, his face purpling under the pressure.

With a final surge, Roshan yanked Aslam to his knees by the hair, the strands greasy and matted, forcing him to face Renu on the bed. "You thought you could finish what I started?" Roshan hissed, his voice low and venomous, drawing a hidden knife from his boot—a slim, razor-sharp shank smuggled from prison. Aslam gurgled a curse, blood bubbling from his lips, but Roshan pressed the blade to his throat, the cold steel biting into skin. In one swift, merciless slice, the knife opened Aslam's neck, arterial blood jetting out in hot spurts that arced through the air, splashing across Renu's naked breasts and dripping down to her pussy in warm, sticky rivulets, the metallic warmth contrasting the chill of her skin. Aslam's body convulsed in heavy trembles, his hands clawing futilely at the wound, gurgles turning to wet, choking gasps as life ebbed, his eyes wide with shock before glazing over, his massive frame slumping to the floor in a lifeless heap, blood pooling around him like a dark halo.


Renu's world spun, the sedative coursing through her veins like liquid fire, amplifying every sensation—her pussy itching with unbearable need, her mind fractured between horror and a mad, insatiable hunger for release. Her body trembled, slick with Aslam's blood and her own arousal, her clit throbbing, begging for touch. This was her long-buried wish, the dark fantasy she'd suppressed for years: to surrender to Roshan Shameer, the man who'd haunted her dreams since their first encounter. Roshan turned to her, his chest heaving, blood streaking his face, and untied the ropes with swift cuts of the knife, the fibers snapping free, leaving red welts on her wrists and ankles.

As the last bond fell away, Renu surged forward, her drug-fueled desire overriding everything, hugging him fiercely, her naked body pressing against his clothed form, tearing at his shirt with frantic hands, buttons popping like gunfire as she exposed his chest.

Roshan: Renu... are you alright? After all this time...

Renu: I'm burning... and you... you're here. I need you...

Roshan: This isn't the place, but... damn, you look incredible.

Renu: The day has been hell... but now, with you...

Roshan: Tell me how you've been holding up.

Roshan: Is it just us here?

Renu: Yes, in this nightmare... why?

Roshan: I need to know we're safe... for now.

Renu: Please...

Roshan: Renu, I'm starving for you.

Renu: Oh god... me too...

Roshan: I want to taste you... I'm aching for it...

Renu: It's not hidden away... take it... devour me...

Roshan: No, Renu, I want to taste you... from you... Please...

Renu: You've always been so bold. You want me... I might push back...

Roshan: Please... let me have you or I won't stop...

Renu: Ok... I'll give in the way you crave... come... I open what's left...

Roshan: I can see your curves... I'm removing the remnants... Your breasts look incredible... mmmmmmmmuuuuuuuuuuuu... I am opening my mouth in anticipation...

Renu: I free myself for you... Let you see my full breasts...

Roshan: mmmmmmmmm... I hold your breasts and press. Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh.

Renu: Oohh dear, kiss my nipple.

Roshan: I put my mouth on your nipples and lick... aaaaaaaaammmmmmmmm... Can't control myself and bite on your nipples out of excitement...

Renu: Oouch, don't bite hard... it aches... aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh dear.

Roshan: mmmmmmmmmm... I'm sucking your nipples after so long... mmmmmmuuuuuuuu.

Renu: Do you remember moments like this... of us together?

Roshan: I love your breasts... I'm pressing the right one while sucking the left one.

Renu: Oohhhhhhhhhhhhh... Your mouth is so warm and wet...

Roshan: Now I'm switching the nipples and sucking the other one... While my hands are roaming on your back... Aaaaammmmmmmmmm... caressing your bare skin. I hold what's left and remove it completely... Now you're bare before me. Seeing your bare breasts, I'm so hard...

Renu: Ohhhhhhh... yes yes... I press my hands on your pants... Rub my hands on your growing hardness over them.

Roshan: I feel so excited... I want to see you fully bare now... I begin pulling your remaining clothes... I remove and drop them down on the floor... Now you're standing completely exposed.

Renu: Remove everything else... dear.

Roshan: I follow your wishes and strip you completely... I see you're ready... I am mesmerized by the sight between your thighs... I move down and focus on your deep navel... Kiss your navel... Lick your navel... Suck your belly button... Aaaaaaammmmmmmmmm...

Renu: Oh my dear, you do that and see my intimate place...

Roshan: Yes, kissing your navel and stroking there with my hands... Thinking this is what I've dreamed of... Locate your lips... Pinch them gently.

Renu: Aaaghh... Lightly... dear.

Roshan: I am now licking there... tongue on your slit... Mmmmmmmmmmmmm... I am giving tongue strokes...

Renu: Aaghhhhhhhhhhhhh I like that... Come on, lick me... Suck it and make it wetter and fulfilled... iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiissssssssssssssss...

Roshan: Ammmmmmmmm... lovely... I am sucking your lips... inserting my tongue inside... I can see some wetness here... Sweet smell... Heavenly taste... Sweet taste...

Renu: Llickkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk you are making it taste so sweet dear.

Roshan: Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh... licking... Locating your sensitive spot... It is swollen... Now licking it.

Renu: Oh... you suck nicely... better than anyone... My darling... Tell me who taught you.

Roshan: You only... Sucking it... Now biting it gently... Your entrance is so inviting... spreading it with fingers and inserting my tongue deeper... deeper... deeper... aaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm

Renu: I am so hot. I need something hot inside me. Give it to me... Let me stroke you... Don’t tease me.

Roshan: Oh my dear, I will insert it... You lie down on the bed... I am coming over you... Kissing your lips... Licking your face.

Renu: Oh come kiss me... Suck my lips... Insert inside me.

Roshan: I am inserting inside you.

Renu: Aaghh... it's so strong...

Roshan: Sucking your lips while inserting... Pressing your breasts and pinching nipples... Inserting my tongue in your mouth.

Renu: Aaaaaaah... I also push my tongue in your mouth and lift to meet your thrust

Roshan: Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh... Mmmmmmuuuuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaaah... moving... moving... moving... I am taking you.

Renu: Yesssssssss... harder... push harder... Give it to me...

Roshan: Aaammmmmmmmmmmm... pushing harder...

deeper

faster

yes

aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh

aaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggg

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Renu: Ogh I am coming and clinch you with excitement... feel my body tremor... feel my muscles...

Roshan: I m cuuummmmmmmmiiiiiiinnnnggggggggggg tttttttooooooooooo

aaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggggggggggggggg

I hold u tight.

Sshhoooooootttiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnggggggggggg inside you.

wwwwwwwwwwwwwow

Renu: Aaghh... yes... yes... I can feel your release filling me up.

Roshan: it was so nice

Renu: I love you and lick your face

Roshan: Me too. I lick your nipples and neck.

Renu: Now... I am really wet and need to clean myself...

They collapsed onto the stained mattress, bodies entangled in a sweaty, blood-smeared heap, breaths ragged and synchronized in the aftermath of their intense union. Renu's mind cleared slightly from the sedative's fog, but the warmth of fulfillment lingered, her long-suppressed desire for Roshan finally sated in this twisted moment. Roshan held her close, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her back, the cabin's grim silence broken only by their softening gasps.

But the reprieve shattered with the distant wail of sirens piercing the night, growing louder, the police squad's approach unmistakable—flashing lights flickering through the cracks in the walls like ominous beacons. Renu's eyes widened, reality crashing back; she pushed up, her body still trembling from the ecstasy. "You have to go," she whispered urgently, her voice hoarse, hands pressing against his chest. "They're coming for me... but not for you. Not like this."

Roshan hesitated, his gaze intense, but nodded, pulling on his torn clothes swiftly. "This isn't over, Renu," he murmured, stealing one last fierce kiss before slipping out the back window into the shadows of the forest, vanishing like a ghost.

After a fortnight, as the investigation wrapped up with Aslam's death ruled as self-defense in the chaos, the higher officers convened a counseling session to evaluate Renu's mental fitness for duty—standard protocol after such trauma, involving psychological assessments with tools like the MMPI-2 for personality and PTSD screening via CAPS-5 interviews. But Renu, haunted by the events and her complex emotions, applied for an extended leave, citing the need for recovery. She packed her bags and headed with Mukund and Rama to Mukund's native village, a serene escape amid rolling hills and family roots, hoping the distance would heal the scars—both visible and hidden.

End of part one. More to come.

A perfect combination of sex, adventure and crime. Super story!!
Hope the "next adventures" of Renu and Fatima would be as hot and exciting as the 1st part

Syamala_39

 

[Syamala_39]

A perfect combination of sex, adventure and crime. Super story!!
Hope the "next adventures" of Renu and Fatima would be as hot and exciting as the 1st part

Syamala_39

Thank you , I will try my best to create a super erotica