Adultery Tricked My friend for threesome with his wife

[Manali Bose]

This is a story of how I tricked my friend into having a threesome with his wife. My friend’s name is Sanjay. We have been best friends from school times. We always share everything. As we do not have any secrets, you can guess what level of trust Sanjay has in me.

From our college times, we watched porn together, and sometimes, when it was difficult to control, we used to masturbate in the same room. So we knew the size of each other’s dick. It was almost the same, which was around 6.5 inches.

Sanjay got married early, when he was 25. Even though he didn’t want to, his parents forced him to get married early. His wife’s name was Nisha. She was a cute slender girl with a baby face. As she was from a village, she was shy and introverted. Her height was 5.5, and her figure was 32-28-34, a perfect figure.

As he was financially unstable, he did not want children. This was also one of the conditions on which he agreed to get married. His parents would not force him for children.

During college, we used to share all the details of our sex life, like what we did to our girlfriends. Even after marriage Sanjay sometimes used to share his sex life. But he was not so happy. We were on the wild side, and his wife was just too simple. Though she was simple, she was hot.

As we were good friends, I had met Nisha very few times. I was in Bangalore, and he was in Indore. I worked in IT, so I moved to Indore during the lockdown. I was working from home. After the lockdown, we planned to meet each other, and we planned a trip.

Sanjay, his wife and I went on a short one-day trip. This was the first time I saw Nisha as a woman. She was wearing a black saree, and she looked gorgeous. Sanjay noticed me checking his wife out, but he didn’t say anything.

After a few days, Sanjay and I were having drinks. Sanjay asked me,

Sanjay: What do you think about my wife?

Me: Bro, she is hot. Why are you always complaining?

Sanjay: She is just too simple, and you know me. I am shy too, so it’s difficult for me to get her to do anything new.

Me: What the fuck, bro? Even though you have such a hot wife, do you still think too much? She is your wife, bro!

Sanjay: I am not sure, bro. What shall I do?”

Hearing this, I got a wild idea. I knew Sanjay was simple-minded and easy to trick. So I told him, “Okay, let’s do something wild today.”

Sanjay: What do you have in your mind?

Me: I have a girlfriend whom I like. Her name is Roshni.

Saying that, I showed him the pic of the girl. I showed him the pic of an escort who would do anything for money. I had already been with her a few times, and she knew me well. I also helped her out on multiple occasions when she needed help with money.

Sanjay: Wow, she is cute. Why haven’t you said anything about her?

Me: I wanted to, but you know all the mess for the past 2 years. It was difficult to bring up the topic.

Sanjay accepted my explanation and believed me.

Me: You see, she is a little bit on the wild side and wants to have a threesome. What do you say? Are you in?

Sanjay was shocked, but at the same time, he was excited as well. I have known him for a very long time. One of his wildest fantasies was having a threesome. But after he got married, he just gave up on the idea.

But now, hearing those words, his imaginations were again running loose. Without much resistance, he agreed to my proposition. I asked him to hold on for a minute, “Let me call my gf and ask her.” I immediately stepped out and called Roshni.

Me: Hey Roshni, how are you?

Roshni: I am fine. How are you? Are you missing me?

Me: Actually, yes, I am missing you. Do you want to make a little extra cash?

Roshni: Well, yes, why not! But what is it? Usually, you just come to my place instead of calling me.

Me: Actually, I wanted you to pretend to be my girlfriend this time. Can you do that?

Roshni: Oh, Someone is getting kinky?

Me: Yes, and I want you to have a threesome with my friend and me.

Roshni: So you want me to pretend to be your girlfriend? Then you want to fuck me with your friend. It will cost you extra.

Me: Don’t worry, money is not an issue.

I explained to Roshni the plan and what needed to be done. After that, Sanjay and I went to her rented apartment and had the wildest threesome imaginable. For Sanjay, it was wild thinking. He was fucking my gf right in front of me. Slowly it became a regular thing.

After that, Sanjay will call me every day for drinks, and then we will fuck Roshni like crazy. The animal suppressed in Sanjay for so long was finally out. Now normal sex does not satisfy him. This went on for almost 2 months. After that, Roshni had to move to Mumbai, so she left.

That day I called Sanjay and told him about my breakup with Roshni. Roshni had left for Mumbai, and she was not coming back. We met up in the evening to have a few drinks at my apartment,

Sanjay: Fuck, man! Why did you break up with her? I thought you were in love with her.

I just made up a random story saying,

Me: Yes, I am, man. I am in love with her. But what can be done? She got a good job opportunity, and our parents will not agree to our marriage. You know how my family is.

Sanjay: But bro, I miss fucking her. She was so good, and it was amazing with you as a partner.

Me: I know, but why are you sad? At least you are married. You can fuck Nisha anytime you want.

Sanjay: True! But she is so shy, and now regular sex does not fulfil my urges anymore.

Me: Even Roshni was a shy girl when I first met her, you know?

Sanjay: No way!

Me: Yes, I am telling the truth. I trained her to be a horny bitch and convinced her to have the threesome.

Sanjay: Wow, so can’t you find someone else, and we can have a threesome with her?

Me: It will not work. You see, the sex was so amazing because I loved Roshni and you liked her too. But I cannot just go around and find a random girl for a threesome. It’s not that simple.

Sanjay: I know, man, it’s really unfortunate. And as you said, finding someone we both like is not easy.

Me: Well, there is one person we both like.

Sanjay: Who?

Me: Please don’t get mad. But have you ever thought about Nisha sucking my dick while you fucking her pussy?

Hearing this, Sanjay was furious. I was expecting an outburst from him, so I was prepared. He cursed me and left the apartment. A week passed, and Sanjay did not contact me. I had dropped a few apologies messages to Sanjay. But he was not responding to my messages.

After a week, Sanjay called me and asked if I was available to have a few drinks. In the evening, he came to my apartment with a bottle of whiskey. We had a few drinks, and no one was saying anything. I tried to break the silence. But before I could say anything, Sanjay interrupted me.

Sanjay: I am sorry, I overreacted.

Me: No, it’s my fault. You love your wife, and your reaction was expected.

Sanjay: You loved Roshni, but you still let me fuck her. Compared to that, I overreacted a lot.

Me: It’s okay. Not everyone can see their loved one getting cuckolded by another man. Even I cannot bear that. But I was able to do it because it was you. You are my best friend. How can I get angry at you?

Hearing my words, Sanjay got emotional, had drinks, and talked till late at night.

Sanjay: By the way, you said you like my wife, right?

Me: Man. Let’s not talk about it.

Sanjay: Don’t be shy. I am just asking, don’t worry.

Me: Are you sure?

Sanjay: Yes, don’t worry. Tell me what you like about my wife.

Me: I like her breasts.

Sanjay: Now you have mentioned it, they are pretty good. But I prefer Roshni’s breasts.

We had drinks until late and compared Roshni’s and Nisha’s bodies. After every drink, Sanjay will apologies and ask me what else I like about his wife. My plan was working. Sanjay was simple-minded and easy to trick. The animal sleeping within Sanjay for a long time was now awake.

He tasted his wildest fantasies, and it is not simple to return. Whenever I talk dirty about his wife, I see he’ll get horny. I knew Sanjay needed an excuse to talk dirty about his wife. His outburst was more than enough.

This just went on for days. I knew I could not rush Sanjay. He had to realise the pleasure of talking dirty about his wife, thinking dirty about his wife. And finally, something unexpected happened one day.

I received an image from Sanjay on WhatsApp. It was an image of a woman. Her face was cut off, and her upper body was naked. Her body was a perfect slender body, with the perfect round, firm breast. Her thin waist and milky complexion.

There was a message with the pictures. “My old girlfriend wanted to share it with you as an apology.” The moment I saw the images, I knew it was Nisha. Sanjay was opening up little by little, and he somehow managed to sneak an image of Nisha.

But the fun was beginning. I just had to push Sanjay a little at a time. Soon I will be ravaging Nisha’s small little pussy and making my best friend’s wife a horny bitch.

 

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[Manali Bose]

Hello everyone. So, returning to the story, Sanjay used to get excited whenever I talked dirty about his wife. He would bring up the subject of his wife whenever we had alcohol. One day he sent me a topless photo of Nisha, claiming she was his ex-girlfriend.

But I knew better. I know Sanjay inside out. I knew about all his girlfriends as I was the one who set him up with them.

Sanjay is my best friend. He trusted me a lot. I have helped Sanjay on multiple occasions financially. He is from a poor background. He belonged to a small village. His family shifted to Indore after his father got a job as a security guard at a local industry in Indore.

He had a lot of dreams he wanted to fulfill, like going on expensive trips, doing late-night parties, and fucking the prettiest girls. I helped to fulfill a lot of his dreams. He always preferred a city girl who was open and independent.

He wanted someone who could work and help him out financially and take the initiative in bed. But his parents forced him to get married to an illiterate village girl. This was one of the reasons he was so attracted to Roshni.

Nisha is a beauty. I’ve never understood why Sanjay was so depressed. Nisha is an ideal wife who is good at house chores. She is a good cook with a beautiful body. Once you see her, all you can think about is all the dirty things you would do with her.

But Sanjay always mistreated her. He used to act normal in front of his parents. But behind the closed doors of his bedroom, there were a lot of differences between them.

Sanjay lives with his father, mother, Nisha, himself, and Radha, his younger sister. Radha is in the 2nd year of her college. When Sanjay got married, I was in Bangalore. Because of work pressure, I could not attend his marriage. All I did was help him financially.

This was not the first time I had helped him like this. We both completed college at the same time. I was able to land a good job and move to Bangalore through my family’s contacts. Sanjay was not so lucky. He could not get out of Indore as his parents didn’t allow it.

Even though he was married, he was in a sexless relationship with his wife. Nisha, a simple village girl, did not mind Sanjay’s rude behavior. But I was sure she was sexually frustrated. After all, Sanjay did not touch his wife once I introduced him to Roshni.

All three were drowning in the pleasure of a threesome. Though it was costing me money, I did not care. I had an end game planned in my mind.

When Sanjay sent me Nisha’s topless pic, saying that she was his ex-girlfriend, I did not respond to his message. All I did was save the image and keep my iPhone aside. I had to start working on the next part of my plan.

Nisha was an ideal wife. It was not that simple to barge into her home and convince her to have sex like the sex stories we read. And I was not an animal who would force someone to have sex with me. I wanted her to accept me and move her hips on her own.

To do that, I needed as much information regarding Nisha as possible. And the best source was Sanjay. By introducing Sanjay to Roshni, I could pull out the dark desires Sanjay had in his heart. By pushing Roshni away and mentioning Nisha, I was able to make Sanjay feel guilty.

I convinced him what a good friend I was. A pal who will allow his best friend to fuck his girlfriend. Now it was time for the next step of the plan.

It had been two weeks since our fight. Now we are back to being good friends. We were still hanging out every day at my apartment, most of the evenings. All I needed was to get Sanjay drunk, and getting him to talk was easy.

Me: Roshni called today.

Sanjay: Really! What did you guys talk about?

Me: Nothing much, just the usual stuff.

Sanjay: Any plans to get back together?

I looked at him with annoyed eyes and asked,

Me: Tell me the truth, please. You don’t care about me getting back together, right? You just want to fuck her!

Sanjay (embarrassed): No… it’s… it’s not like that!

Me: So you don’t want to fuck her?

Sanjay: I… I…

I cut him off before he could complete the sentence.

Me: Hahaha… don’t worry, bro, I am pulling your leg.

(Relieved) Sanjay: Fuck you, man… you scare the crap out of me! But…

Sanjay paused. It was like he was thinking about how to put his thoughts into words.

Me: But… what?

Sanjay: But you should know this… you are my best friend. You were always there when I needed help throughout my life. I appreciate everything you did for me. I don’t know how I can ever repay you.

Me: Are you high? Do you know that I consider you family? I just did what any family member would do.

Sanjay: No, bro, you did more than that. None of my relatives helped my family, but you always did. Even in college, you always helped me out with money and everything. And then you helped me with my marriage and Radha’s college fees. Finally, you let me have sex with the girl you love.

Me: It’s okay, bro. There is no need for you to mention all of these.

I was calm throughout the conversation.

Sanjay: Thank you. By the way, are there any plans for Roshni to come back?

Me: Yes, maybe next week.

Sanjay: Wow, that’s great!

Me: Why are you so excited? It should be me who should be excited. After all, it’s been almost a month since I last had sex. On the other hand, you have Nisha.

Sanjay did not speak. I could see a grim expression on his face. So I asked him what had happened.

Sanjay: To tell you the truth, it’s been almost a year since I had sex with Nisha.

Me: (“Yes, so my calculations were right,” I was thinking in my head)

Me: What?! Seriously, bro?

Sanjay: Yes, bro, she is very shy and introverted. Sex with her was boring, so I stopped having sex with her. It’s been quite some time. I do occasionally touch her, but her reactions turn me off.

Me: Have you ever given her an orgasm?

Sanjay: Well, I tried at first, but she started to scream and cry like she was hurting, so I stopped after that.

Me: So she never had a proper orgasm? Seriously, man, what are you doing? Do you even love her?

Sanjay: Yes, I do. I do love her a lot. But I am not satisfied with her sexually. The sex with Roshni was the best sex I ever had. Compared to Roshni, Nisha does not turn me on at all.

I can understand his feelings. Nisha is pure, like an angel. Roshni is hot, like a succubus. Roshni is like a top-class model, whereas Nisha is a simple girl. But I was sure about one thing. If Nisha puts on some makeup and expensive clothes, she will be in a league of her own.

Me: But if you do something like this, she may have an affair. What would you do if someone fucked her? Who knows, maybe it’ll be someone like me… Hehe… (The last part, I said sarcastically, with a grin on my face.)

There was a pause. Sanjay did not say anything. I was not sure how he would react this time. Will it be the same as last time? Or will it be different? I was planning my next sentences in my head, what I should say to Sanjay, but before I could speak, Sanjay broke the silence.

Sanjay: I… I don’t mind… I don’t mind if it’s you…

Me: What?

Sanjay: But I should tell you this: she is very old-fashioned. She may never agree to let any man touch her except for her husband… hehe…

But something was off; it was too easy. I was expecting a little more resistance, but he said it was okay if I tried my luck with her. Sanjay was trying to pass off the last sentence as a joke. But I knew he had just given me a challenge and his blessings.

At the same time, I could feel a hint of arrogance in his tone. It was like you can try, but you may never be able to convince Nisha.

Even though we were best friends, Sanjay was always very competitive. He wanted a lavish lifestyle like mine, which he could never have. So there were so many times when he got jealous of me. When I first introduced him to Roshni, I could swear I saw the hint of jealousy on his face, which he was trying to hide.

Roshni was someone who checked out all the points on Sanjay’s ideal girl list. So I can understand he wanted her all for himself, but him telling me to go and try on Nisha was something new. Something was off. We talked about stupid stuff for the rest of the night, and then Sanjay left for home.

I was holding a beer can in my hands, but there was no beer inside. Instead, it was orange pulp juice. It had been quite some time since I had a drink. I pretended to be drunk in front of Sanjay while drinking the fruit juice in the beer can.

I had to place a special order for these beers. I had a contact who would get me there. He used to deliver the stock every week. I kept these in the mini refrigerator in my bedroom. Whenever Sanjay gets a beer, I will sneak out and swap the cans with the fruit ones.

To avoid any complications, I always ask for a specific brand. If it is not available, I will not have a drink. So Sanjay made sure to get me some beer of my brand.

The view from the 7th floor was amazing. I grabbed my iPhone and dialed a number. A man with a thick voice was speaking on the other end.

Man: Hello

Me: Hello, I have a need.

My voice was very calm but stern.

Man: What are your needs?

Me: Everything.

Man: You know the drill.

Me: Yes

**Beep**Beep**Beep***

The phone disconnected.

The drill was very simple. You need to transfer half the amount of money in advance with the basic information about the targets you want information about. It was referred to as ‘need’ during the phone calls. And the rest of the money needs to be transferred when they hand over the information to you.

When he said, “What are your needs?” he meant what information I was looking for. You can’t trick them, but you can guess why. If you try to cheat these people, they will make your life a living hell.

With the right amount of money and contacts, you can have anything. This was one of the things I learned from my gang while I was staying in Bangalore. We were like animals who would look for young, beautiful married women and seduce them.

But that’s a story for some other time. Maybe someday I will tell you all about Bangalore Days!

I dialed another number on my cell phone.

**Ring Ring**Ring Ring**

A girl picked up the call. Her voice was sweet, and she was talking in a very friendly tone. It was Roshni.

Roshni: Hello, boyfriend. (she said in a sarcastic tone)

Me: Hello, sweetheart.

Roshni: Hehehe, tell me how I can serve you this time.

Me: Why are you so sure that I want your service?

Roshni: I’ve known you for quite some time now. You never call unless you need something. I know what you are looking for.

A small grin was on my face. I took a sip of fruit juice, gulped it down my throat, and spoke again.

Me: I do want you to do something for me. It may be one of the biggest jobs you have ever done.

Roshni: Hehehe, it has something to do with your friend Sanjay, right?

Without answering her question, I just continued,

Me: I am booking your tickets for next week. Once you are here, I will explain everything.

Roshni: Sounds like we are going to have a lot of fun… hehe…

Me: Okay then, see you. Bye!

Roshni: Wait!

Me: What happened?

Roshni: I have a surprise for you.

Me: Surprise? What surprise?

Roshni: Hehe… I will tell you once I see you… Bye!

**Beep**Beep**Beep**

The call disconnected.

I was still standing with a glass of juice in my hand. I was wondering what Roshni was talking about. After some time, I pushed Roshni’s words out of my head and grabbed my iPhone.

I opened the gallery and searched for Nisha’s topless image, which was shared by Sanjay. These perky breasts will be mine soon, and I will play with them day and night.

 

[Manali Bose]

A few days have passed since I made those calls. Sanjay still visits me every night to have drinks. I used to get him drunk and ask questions about Nisha. I will pretend to drink and act drunk like usual.

Finally, Roshni arrived. I picked her up at the airport. We had lunch and discussed our day-to-day life. She is a prostitute, so most days were like any other day. After we had our lunch, we returned to my apartment. Roshni has shifted to Mumbai, so she has to stay in the hotel or at my home.

Considering I told Sanjay that she was my girlfriend, it would have been weird if I had let her stay at the hotel. Also, for the next steps of my plan, I need her to be close to me. Finally, she is my good friend. I can’t let her stay at a hotel.

Sanjay was not aware that Roshni was back in town. I wanted to surprise him. But before that, let me get back the value of the money I have been spending on Roshni.

Roshni was wearing tight slim-fit jeans with a red top. She is very beautiful. Her slender body with a figure of 36-28-36 was just perfect. She has all the curves in the right places. She must have been taking care of her body. Looking at her, no one will say she is a prostitute.

Considering her charges, only high-profile people may know about her if they have purchased her service. She is a perfect example of a modern, sexy girl. I had helped her many times financially when she needed my help and never asked for anything in return.

She respected me a lot and always agreed to my requests. Looking at her ass in the tight jeans woke the animal inside me. I placed my left hand on her left butt cheek and started to caress it. She immediately understood my intentions.

I turned her and placed my lips on her lips, still caressing her ass. After a minute of the kiss, our lips parted. A thin thread of shiny saliva was still connecting our lips.

Roshni: You know, I don’t allow anyone to kiss me on the lips, right?

It was true. She never allowed anyone to kiss her on the lips. But she never refused me. She was very passionate about kissing me. I had a pretty wild guess why she only allowed me to kiss her. But it may make things awkward between us.

I slowly moved my hands to her lower lips, pushed my thumb into her mouth, and started playing with her tongue. I kissed her ears and slowly whispered.

Me: I am not just anyone. I am your master, and you are my obedient little slave. Say it back to me!

Roshni: Yess… mmm… I… I am your… obedient little slave… and you are my… my master…

Me: Good Girl.

Saying that I again pressed my lips on her lips and slowly pushed my tongue inside her mouth. We started to play the game of cat and mouse with our tongues. Her lips were all wet with my saliva.

I pushed her onto the sofa and started to kiss her neck. My left hand was on her breasts, and my right was caressing her face. I broke the kiss and looked straight into her eyes. I can see the lust building up within her.

I removed her top and unhooked her bra. Her perky breasts were right in front of my face. I gently kissed her breasts and slowly started to move my tongue all around her breasts.

Mmm, slow moans started to escape Roshni’s lips. I slide my left hand inside her pants. I could feel her warm puffy pussy. I can feel her pussy leaking her love juice. The warm and sticky sensation on my fingers was telling me how turned on she was.

I was still leaking around her nipples, avoiding direct touch to her nipples. Mmm, her moans were getting louder and louder with every passing minute. Slowly I started to flick on her nipples with my other hand. Ahh, her nipples were very sensitive.

I stopped kissing her breasts, pulled my fingers from her pants, and showed her my fingers covered in her love juice. I slowly licked my fingers clean right in front of her. She was getting embarrassed seeing my actions.

Roshni: You are such a pervert.

Me: I am your pervert.

Roshni: I am just a prostitute. How can you do and say such things to me? Even my boyfriend never licked mine. He said it was dirty.

Me: I don’t care what you do for a living. It is your choice. He was blind to see how beautiful you are. Nothing is dirty about you.

Saying that, I pulled her pants and spread open her legs. She immediately put her hands in between her legs to cover herself. But I gave her a gentle smile and kissed her hands.

She sensed my intentions and subconsciously covered herself. But she started to blush when I kissed her hands with a warm smile.

Roshni had been with a lot of men. Usually, these men try to show her that they are inferior to her. They will do nasty things to her but never kiss her lower petals. They feel this is where many men have been and consider it dirty. They try to kiss her on her mouth, but she never lets anyone kiss her there.

I slowly kissed her hands and started to kiss her things. I slowly moved my tongue and lips near her hands which were still covering her pussy. I licked her hands, gently moved her hands, and put my lips on her petals.

Mmm. the moans escaped her mouth. Her eyes were closed. Her breasts were moving with every raging breath she was taking. I started to push my tongue deep inside her. Ahh, the moans were getting louder and louder.

It was getting difficult for her to control her moans. The whole room was filled with the loud noise of me licking her petals and her moans. I was making the noise so she could hear me licking her.

This continued for another 10 minutes, after which her legs started to shake, and her body started to stiffen up. I knew she was on edge. So I sped up my phase and gave her the orgasm of her life. I could feel her warm juice on my tongue.

Her petals were twitching, asking me to mess it up with the raging monster in my pants. Her breath was still raging while her body started to loosen up. I moved toward her face and caressed her cheek. She slowly opened her eyes. My mouth was all wet with her love juice.

I slowly placed my lips on hers. Her eyes widened, but she didn’t resist. She was responding to my kiss. Without saying anything, I got up and sat on the opposite sofa. I was looking directly into her eyes. There was a raging beast between my legs.

Roshni saw me sitting in front of her with my legs apart, giving enough space for one person to sit in between. She slowly got off the sofa, moved between my legs, and kissed the tip of my cock. She looked straight into my eyes and licked my cock from the bottom to the tip.

Ohh, a moan escaped my mouth. She was flicking my cock with the tip of her tongue. Then she suddenly took the whole thing deep inside her mouth. It was like she was trying to suck the soul out of my body.

She was moving her head back and forth. Her warm lips were wrapped around my cock. She was moving her tongue while she was sucking me off. Her blow jobs were always the best.

Within a few minutes, I can feel pushed to my limit. It was not because I have a stamina issue. It was because her techniques were so good. I did not want it to end so early, so I grabbed her head and pushed her. The sound slipped from her mouth when my cock and her lips parted away.

I grabbed her, bent her over, placed her hands on the sofa, and started to rub my cock on the petals of her pussy. I slowly moved near her ears and whispered.

Me: You are drooling down here, you know?

Roshni: Ple… Please don’t tease me. Give it to me already.

Me: This is not how I taught you. Ask me like you always do.

Roshni: Ma… Master, please fuck your sla.. slav… Ahhh…

Before she could complete her sentence, I pushed my 7-inch dick straight inside her. I turned her face and locked my lips on hers. With one hand, I grabbed her face to kiss her, and my other hand moved between her legs and played with her clitoris.

Even though she had sex so many times with so many different men, her pussy was still very tight. I can feel her warm slippery soft flesh around my cock, trying to devour me. I have fucked Roshni before but today was something different.

Maybe I was feeling affection towards her because of the part she would be playing in my upcoming plan. But whatever the reason is, it feels amazing. I pulled my cock, leaving the head inside and pushed it back inside. I started to thrust my hips.

She was also enjoying my every move. The moans were escaping from her mouth in mine as my lips were still locked with hers. I moved the hand between her legs, grabbed her waist from behind, and pulled her up. Now she was in a standing position.

My dick was still inside her and our lips still locked. Roshni was on the tip of her toes. So I could feel myself reaching deep inside her and hitting the entrance of her womb. I was getting harder and harder inside her. At the same time, I can feel her pussy sucking on my dick like a hot sticky soft vacuum.

After moving for another few minutes, I moved my hands down and grabbed her thigh. I pulled it up and placed her leg on the sofa opening her legs so I could move more freely.

Rough sex was not new to Roshni. Most of her customers prefer it rough, but this was different. She was feeling rough sex with the gentle touch. This must have been the first time she was feeling something like this. She was losing her mind and almost lost consciousness a few times now.

I felt she was close, so I increased my speed and started pushing deep inside her. Slowly moving my hands to her pointy nipples and giving them a gentle pinch. Roshni lost control. Noticing that she was going to cum I synchronized myself with her.

I gave one last push, unloading all my baby batter deep inside her. I did not pull out until all my baby batter was pushed deep inside her. We were still grabbing each other. I slowly pulled my dick out, which was all wrapped up with mine and Roshni’s love juice.

Our breath was in sync. We were looking straight into each other eyes. I grabbed her and picked her up with my hands like a prince carrying a princess. I started to move toward my bedroom.

Roshni: Ar… Are you still not done?

She said with a heavy breath, trying to grab air into her lungs. A grin dragged on my face. I looked into her eyes and said,

Me: We are just starting.

The bedroom door closed behind us, and all you could hear were loud moans of Roshni escaping my room. The whole house was filled with the noise of our lovemaking. I lost count of how many times I made her cum.

It was already night. I ordered dinner from Zomato, and we were waiting for our food to arrive. I also dropped Sanjay a message asking him not to come to my apartment today. After our lovemaking session, Roshni was tired. I wanted her to rest, and also I wanted to discuss my plan with her.

I was sitting on the hanging chair on my balcony with a fresh Orange pulp juice in my hand. Roshni was sitting on my lap. She was in her underwear. Her head was resting on my chest. I was caressing her hair gently.

Me: Roshni.

Roshni: Yes?

Me: Do you hate it when I ask you to fuck around with other people?

Roshni: I will not say I love it, but if this makes you happy, I am happy. Not to mention the payment is really good.

Me: I am sorry.

Roshni: Don’t say that. If it were not for you, I would have lost my life. I owe my life to you.

Me: No… you don’t owe me anything. I just did want any normal man would do.

Roshni: No… believe me. No one helped me when you did. Not even my family, or shall I say my Ex-family.

Me: Thank you, can I ask you one more thing?

Roshni: Yes, but before, I have a surprise for you.

I took a sip of my juice. Placed the glass on the table and turned towards her looking straight into her eyes.

Me: What surprise?

She grabbed her phone and showed me her chat history with Sanjay. There was a message almost every day. Now it makes sense why Sanjay gave me his blessing, why I was feeling the hint of arrogance from his tone.

‘Seriously, brother, you are trying to play with me? Then let’s start the game. Let’s improvise the plan.’

I looked at Roshni and gave her a naughty smile,

Me: You once said to me that no one would accept you because of your profession, right?

Roshni: Yes.

Me: I have a proposal for you.

Roshni looked confused, but I continued before she could ask me anything.

Me: Be my personal slave.

I asked her with a serious look on my face.

Roshni: I am a prostitute. You do know that, right? I have been longing for a good life for a long time. What are you planning?

Me: Not anymore, if you agree to be my exclusive slave. I promise to give you all you ever wanted. Roshni, I love you. Will you be my slave?

Roshni’s eyes were fixed on me. It was like she was trying to read what was on my mind. Without saying anything, she moved forward and kissed me.

 

[Manali Bose]

“Why do you do this job?” is the most common question a person asks a prostitute.

“Family troubles, money, compulsion, etc.” are the most common answers.

I first met Roshni in Bangalore, where she was working as a call girl. She belonged to a good family: father, Mother, and younger sister. Her father passed away when she was 19. Her father had a lot of debts. So their house was sold off, and there was no money left.

None of her relatives supported her when she needed their help. She tried to do part-time jobs, but the money was not enough. Later one of her friends introduced her to a man, saying he would help her with a good job.

The man was a broker who supplied women to rich-class men. The man promised to help her clear out her debt and also help out her family. In exchange, she has to work for him. She had no clue about the job, and by the time she realized it was too late.

She continued the job so that her family would not get into trouble, but things were not that simple. Her mother and sister asked her to leave and never return as her job was shameful. She started this for her family, and now the family has thrown her out.

She was a simple girl with simple dreams, but all her dreams were broken.

It was my birthday, and after the party, one of my friends told me he had a surprise for me. He got me a call girl, and surprisingly it was Roshni. When I first saw her, I was not sure why she was doing this job. She was simply beautiful.

I could have fucked her right there, but I decided to know this person more, and with my amazing charm, I was able to open her up.

That night we did not do anything. Instead, we talked to each other. I gave her my number before she left and asked her to contact me to hang out.

We went out multiple times before she opened. She told me everything, her dreams, family, and debts. I decided to comfort her; that was the first time I had sex with her.

After that, I spoke with her broker and offered to buy Roshni out. But he was not ready to let her go. I had to ask one of my friends to intervene, whose father was an MLA. Things went a lot smoother afterwards.

Post that, Roshni was free. She was still a call girl, but now she could choose her customers. She loved to travel, so she was always travelling. At the end of her trips, she always returns to the city where I am to meet me.

I was the one who helped her out with the Indore apartment. I noticed she never took customers when she was in the same city as me. I, too, started going to her often.

But I still remember her dreams. She wanted a family.

Back to the present:

Her soft cherry lips were delicious. I sucked on them and bit her lower lips before our lips parted.

Me: I know what I am asking is too much. I am sorry…

Before I could complete it, she placed her index finger on my lips.

Roshni: Please don’t. You have already done so much for me. I want to be with you. If it means being a personal sex slave, it is okay with me.

Roshni loved me, and I knew that. Roshni knew a normal relationship was impossible. So she never conveyed her feelings to me. But when Sanjay approached her, it scared me a little. I was scared that I would lose Roshni to Sanjay. Hence, I decided to keep her by my side.

Me: Okay, wait here.

I went to my bedroom, took out a thin gold chain with a butterfly pendant, and gave it to Roshni. She was very moved by the gift and gave me a peck on my lips.

Roshni: So, what are your plans for Sanjay?

Me: I thought I was the smart one. Who would have guessed Sanjay was trying to make a fool of me?

Roshni: No need to be so upset. He is just a man who lost his way.

Me: He was planning to go and fuck you behind my back. I need to punish him. Don’t you think?

Roshni: And how will you do that?

Me: I have a few ideas, but let’s keep that on hold. I need to seal the deal with you.

Roshni: Hehe… and how are you planning to do that.

“Let me show you,” saying that, I picked her up in a princess carry and took her to my bedroom.

The next day I called Sanjay. Now that I have a personal slave, I want to have fun with her. I also wanted Sanjay to have one last happy threesome before I punished him.

I wanted to make things interesting for Sanjay, so I sent a message to Sanjay with some instructions. As instructed, Sanjay entered through the door without making any noise. He locked the door once he was inside and came directly to the bedroom.

The moment Sanjay entered my bedroom, his jaw dropped. I was sitting on the chair near the bed. There was a woman on the bed. Both her hands and legs were tied to each end corner of the bed. She had a blindfold, which restricted her vision. She had a gag in her mouth, restricting her from speaking.

All you could hear were her muffled moans. She also had a noise-cancelling headphone covering her ears, blocking the outside world’s sound. Finally, a thin wire came out of her pussy, connecting a small device between her legs. She was wearing black lace lingerie.

Even though the ac was on, tiny drops of sweat formed all over her body, making her smooth milky skin shine. She lifted her lower body from the bed like electricity ran into her lower body. Without saying anything, I unbuttoned my pants and slowly moved toward Roshni.

I removed the gag and placed my thick long cock inside her mouth. She started to suck as if her life depended on it. With a blindfold on her eyes, she couldn’t see whose cock it was. Considering she had been restrained with all these toys for the past few hours, she needed a thick cock inside her.

She knew she needed to make me happy if she wanted a long hard dick sliding through her puffy wet pussy. Sanjay was still processing what he just saw. This was like a dream come true. With Roshni gobbling my dick inside her mouth pussy, I turned my head towards Sanjay and gave him a faint smile.

Sanjay understood my intentions. Without me saying anything, he lost all his clothes and jumped between Roshni’s legs on the bed. He buried his face in her hot steamy wet pussy. Roshni was startled by Sanjay’s touch but could not do anything.

Within a few minutes, I could feel Roshni would have the orgasm of her life. I grabbed her head and forced my dick deep inside her throat. I started to fuck her brutally. Roshni’s face was all red, and she raised her waist in the air.

Sanjay was grabbing her ass. His face was still buried between her legs, making a circular motion around her clitoris, which he was biting in between. I felt that Roshni was near to climax. I pushed my thick dick deep inside her throat and asked Sanjay to push his middle finger deep inside her ass.

As instructed, Sanjay pushed his middle finger deep inside her ass while pushing his tongue deep inside her soaking wet pussy. Sanjay and I were attacking all three holes at the same time. Roshni raised her ass and waist as high as she could and released her love juice all over Sanjay’s face.

In the meantime, I release my thick load of love batter inside her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe. The moment I released her, she started to cough, releasing my thick seamen from her mouth. She was still blindfolded. The headphones were still covering her ears.

Her lower body was trembling with the egg vibrator still inside her. Roshni’s love juice was dripping from Sanjay’s chin. He carefully inspected his middle finger, which he pulled from Roshni’s ass. With a grin on my face, I asked him,

Me: Something wrong?

Sanjay: Her ass… it… it has some kind of lubricant inside.

With a mischievous grin on my face, I asked him,

Me: Do you want to check if she can take two cocks inside her?

Hearing my words, Sanjay shook his head like a dog. Maybe he feared saying something he shouldn’t and messing up this God-given opportunity.

All I could think was, “Enjoy the moment while you can. Soon I will turn your wife into a bitch in heat. I will make her addicted to my cock. Then I will make you beg me to let you fuck your wife.”

 

[Manali Bose]

“I’ve got many, many demons that affect me on many levels.”

Some people will say Sanjay was a fool. Some will say he is just a human who gave up on his man’s instinct.

Sanjay has a very simple life. An ordinary family, a mother, a father, a younger sister, and a beautiful wife. Though he was not earning much, he still had a decent life. If he wanted, he could have lived his life in peace. But alas, even he was a simple human who lost to his demons.

Mufff… mufff… mufff… the whole house echoed with the muffled moans. The couple in the room moved so hard that even the bed shook.

There was a lean guy on the bed. His physique was lean but muscular. He has dark hair and brown eyes. Aggression can be seen deep inside his eyes. Who else can it be? It’s Lucky.

On top of him is a girl whose soft round breasts are pressed against his chest. Her hands are tied behind her. There is a blindfold in her eyes. Her ears are covered with headphones, and there is a gag in her mouth.

Saliva was drooling from her mouth all over Lucky’s neck. She is riding Lucky’s dick. Her pussy lips had turned a light colour of red from constant thrusts. It looks like she has been fucked for hours.

Her love juice has been leaking from her pussy non-stop. All you can smell in the air is the mixture of sweat, cum, and a dense aroma of Roshni’s love juice.

A man is sitting on the chair excitedly looking at both. His breath is heavy. Though he is well-built, he has a little beer belly. He has dark hair and brown eyes, something very common in India.

His dick is already softened, but he is still rubbing it, hoping it will get erected soon. Desperation can be seen all over his face. Maybe he is just worried that he may never get such an exciting opportunity again. It’s Sanjay.

He had already cummed 3 times inside Roshni’s ass. He still wants to continue, but who can blame him? Where he is sitting, all he can see is a thick hard dick sliding inside her wet pussy and her ass bouncing with each thrust. Her asshole was gaping, with his semen still leaking out.

Lucky: It seems like you are done.

“Hmm, damn, he is so out of it that he can’t even hear me. Well, I think it’s about time I should also finish.”

Lucky ignored Sanjay and focused on the movement of his dick. He started to thrust harder. At the same time, Roshni’s muffled moans were getting louder. The pleasure was overtaking Lucky’s mind and body. At the same time, Roshni’s puffy pussy started to tighten up.

Lucky placed both of his hands on her ass and squeezed them tightly, spreading them apart, giving Sanay a good view of the insides of Roshni’s ass. With the final thrust, Lucky released all his love batter, stored in his balls deep inside Roshni’s love hole.

At the same time, Roshni’s tight pussy was wrapped around Lucky’s dick so tightly it felt like she would break it apart. Finally, Roshni lost consciousness. The last orgasm was just too intense for her to handle.

After a few minutes, Lucky peeked at Sanjay, who was still rubbing his dick. It looked like he was in a trance.

“Man, I have seen a lot of things, but never have I imagined that one day I will see Sanjay like this.”

Lucky thought to himself while gently pushing Roshni and placing her beside her. Her pussy was still leaking with a thick load of love batter, just released by Lucky deep inside her.

He then slowly removed all the sex toys from Roshni’s body and looked at her with affectionate eyes. He gazed at Sanjay, who was still sitting there and was lost in deep thought.

Lucky took Roshni to another bedroom which he had recently set up for Roshni to live in. He then got some warm water and cleaned her with a wet towel. He knew today he was extra rough with her.

Roshni already knew what was going to happen to her, but even after knowing that the sex was so intense that she lost consciousness. After placing a blanket on her, he left the room and slowly closed the door not to wake her up.

Lucky: Is something wrong? I was about to come and see you. Are you alright?

Sanjay: Alright?

Lucky: Yeah, I know, today was too intense. I should have informed you in advance.

Sanjay: Are you kidding me? Intense? It was the best! I never had such amazing sex in my life. I should thank you on my knees for what you did for me. Thanks a lot, brother!

Sanjay was all worked up. He was excited and was thanking Lucky like crazy.

Lucky: You are not just my best friend but my brother. For you, anything, man, anything. In fact, from today onward, you can have sex with Roshni anytime you want doesn’t matter if I am here or not. I already had a word with Roshni. It was her idea. Seems like she is falling for you too, man.

Sunjay was surprised. He was finally happy in his heart. He finally won Roshni’s heart. Deep inside, he was laughing at Lucky.

Sanjay was always jealous of Lucky. Even though they had been friends for a long time, Sanjay always hated Lucky deep inside. He was always 2 steps behind Lucky.

Lucky was good at studies. He was good at sports. He had a good reputation, and finally, he came from a wealthy background. In short, he was an ideal man to whom everyone looked up.

On the other hand, Sanjay was not good at his studies. He was average at sports. Though he was decent looking in his college days, now he has a beer belly. Lastly, he is still struggling financially.

The only time Sanjay felt superior to Lucky was when he noticed Lucky was peeking at his wife, Nisha. Sanjay was finally happy that he had something that Lucky didn’t. But his happiness didn’t last for long.

The arrival of Roshni took Sanjay by surprise. Not only was she candy for the eye. She was amazing in bed, too, with no restrictions. She allowed him to do things Sanjay had never thought that he would be able to do in this lifetime. He wanted her for himself.

When Roshni left the town, it was a hard blow for Sanjay. In between all this, Lucky suggesting Nisha for a threesome was something unexpected for him. He was furious but happy at the same time. Even a tiny suggestion from Lucky about Nisha was enough to make Sanjay feel pride.

After the fight with Lucky, he went home and contacted Roshni. He wanted to snatch Roshni away from Lucky, but then he realized it was not simple. Roshni was already in love with Lucky.

That means he cannot spoil his relationship with Lucky if he wants to have sex with Roshni. So, he went back to Lucky and apologized.

He was happy that he had sex with Lucky’s lover and that Lucky desired Nisha. To tease Lucky, Sanjay sent a topless pic of Nisha, which he took while Nisha was sleeping.

He wanted to show Lucky he was the proud owner of those perky breasts and will always be. He even told Lucky that he could try and seduce Nisha. His confidence in himself was great.

Even though he was calm and sweet on the outside, he was very bitter on the inside. But today, his arrogance was broken. How Lucky controlled Roshni made him realize that Lucky was not the man, he used to be.

This made him furious. He wanted to control Roshni the way Lucky was controlling her.

“What just happened during the time Lucky was in Bangalore? How can he be so good and aggressive with such ease?” Sanjay thought to himself.

Sanjay’s arrogance grew even more in his heart. Now he has Nisha, whom Lucky desires, and a woman Lucky love. Could it get any better?

Sanjay was sure about one thing; Nisha would never cheat on him. After all, she was an introverted and shy girl who spent most of her time taking care of the family and the remaining time in the service of God. She is a spiritual woman.

He was confident that without his help, Lucky couldn’t even get close to Nisha. So, he decided to enjoy Roshni with Lucky and keep Nisha away from Lucky.

With happiness and pride, Sanjay finally spoke.

Sanjay: Brother, you are my brother. You can always count on me for anything you need.

Lucky: Thanks, bro.

Sanjay: From today, you are my true brother.

“A brother whose lover will soon be mine,” Sanjay thought while hiding his arrogance.

Lucky and Sanjay had drifted toward a deep conversation.

After an hour, Roshni woke up, and entered the hall where Lucky and Sanjay sat and enjoyed a movie. Sanjay was having a beer, and Lucky had a can of juice.

Seeing Roshni enter, they made space for her on the couch and spent time watching a movie, after which they had dinner. And for dessert, both had Roshni’s wet little pussy.

It has already been 4 months. Sanjay spends most of the nights at Lucky’s place. Initially, there were a lot of issues because of his parents, who were living with him.

But with Lucky’s help, Sanjay purchased a small farming land. He asked his mom and dad to move to the village and fulfil their long dream of farming and having a quiet life.

Sanjay was now living with his younger sister Radha and his wife, Nisha. With his parents gone, he was not worried at all. He used to spend most of the nights at Lucky’s place.

“How stupid a person can be? I have been mooching him since we were kids. Now I am fucking his lover and purchasing lands using his money.” Sanjay always thought to himself.

Ding… Ding.

“Yes, coming, wait.”

A sweet voice came from the other side of the door.

After a minute, a young woman opened the door. She was about 5.5 ft tall. She was not thin, nor was she fat. Her figure was well-balanced and had curves in all the right places.

Her long thick hair was tied up behind her, reaching below her waist. Her skin was fair. Her face was round with big innocent eyes. Red sindoor filled her hairline, and a black bead mangalsutra was on her neck.

In front of her was standing a man, his height was 5.11. He has a lean muscular build. His skin colour is light brown. He has short dark hair. His brown eyes are deep and passionate. But deep inside, there is a devil which no one can see.

Seeing the man in front of her, the woman was a little shocked and happy at the same time. With a gentle smile, she asked.

“Lucky Bhaiya aap?”

Lucky closed both his hands in front of his chest, and with a smile, he greeted her,

“Namaste, Nisha Bhabhi.”

 

[Manali Bose]

Lucky’s POV:

4 months ago – On the night Lucky proposed to Roshni to be his slave.

‘Growing up means realizing a lot of your friends aren’t your friends.’ -Unknown

I remember the first time I read this quote. I was in college. I don’t know whose words these are, but they are deep.

I knew Sanjay was jealous of me. But I never had any idea that Sanjay despised me. I know I am the one who planned to fuck my friend’s wife first. But I had never imagined that Sanjay had such a demon within him.

After the hard sex with Roshini, she was sleeping in her room. I set this room up specifically for her. We have plans to get a few things for her room tomorrow morning.

I helped myself to a glass of pineapple juice, went inside my room, and locked it from inside. I turned on my computer and sat in the chair before my desk.

“It finally came!” I’ve been waiting for the mail for some time now. There was a link attached to the email. This link should redirect me to the database, where I should find all the information I was looking for.

I had already made the full payment for this, so I received a pendrive by courier this afternoon. This pendrive was the key to opening the encrypted files. I cannot blame them for being cautious. After all, this folder contains information I can use to destroy Sanjay’s whole family.

Without wasting any more time, I downloaded the files from the link. I connected my pendrive to my computer and started decrypting all the files. It took around 30 minutes to decrypt the whole folder.

Inside the main folder, there were another five folders. Starting with Target, Father, Mother, Sister, and Wife.

I started exploring the folders one at a time, starting with Father. There was nothing useful about him. He had an affair in his village a long time ago. Some corruption, but nothing an ordinary person would not do.

They used to be rich. But due to some family politics, his father lost all the land. That explains their financial situation. He has a dream of owning land in his village.

“Hmm, I can find a way to use this information,” I thought.

The next folder was Mother. “Damn, she is a nymphomaniac.” I almost spit out the juice I was drinking. So many affairs and so many images and videos. She was never against the idea of performing in front of the camera. And man, they are explicit.

“I could have never believed it if I had not seen this with my own eyes. It looks like I only need to flash my dick to seduce her.” If only Sanjay’s mother were my target. Maybe someday I will check if her old pussy is tight enough, but not now.

The next folder was Sister Radha. I have treated her as my little sister since we were kids. She was a bookworm. But as we all know, “The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.” It seems like she had a relationship and is now in a mess.

Some boy was blackmailing her with her explicit photos and videos, maybe her ex. There were a series of chats and audio recordings. I started to go through them one at a time.

At first, I was angry and wanted to help her out. But when I saw the photos and videos of her, I realized that the small and innocent Radha was no more. Now she has a hot body that can melt butter. “Maybe I should not be rushing into this.” This can be good for me.

The next folder was Target, Sanjay. A normal man with a normal salary. Nothing much except for the brief browser history and lots of kinky searches. There were also some sex chats with different women. He had multiple fake accounts.

He has been trying his luck on most of them with random girls, but nothing has worked. What surprised me was one of the old chat histories. It was from our college days. The conversation was between him and my ex. I liked her. She was pretty and smart.

I also remember one day when she just broke up with me. I was devastated. I never knew the reason, but now things are making sense. In the conversation, Sanjay told her about my old girlfriends and bad habits.

He also shared some explicit images of me and my old girlfriends with her, saying I like to collect girls in my harem. Reading all this, I was furious. Sanjay knew I liked her, so how could he do that to me? This was not the end.

There were other conversations between him and some other random dudes. If I recall correctly, they were the ones I had a fight within a bar. The fight was serious then, and they were looking for me. They found me eventually when I was all alone, and I got a fracture in my forearm.

It was Sanjay who tipped them off. Just like this, there were other things that Sanjay did. These dark web people did pull everything on Sanjay and all the history, mentioning my name.

After going through Sanjay’s folder, I was sad and angry. I was sad because today, I realized I never had a friend. And angry because of how stupid I could have been not to realize it sooner. Now the little guilt I had about planning things with Nisha has gone.

After cooling my head, I concluded that I could not leave him. That asshole is my friend. Maybe he was a bad one, but still, he was the only one left from my childhood. I cannot forgive him, but surely I can punish him.

But first, I need to find out how much toxin he has in his heart. “Maybe Roshni can help me with that.” I thought to myself.

The best folder was saved for last, Nisha. Innocent girl from a poor family. The second daughter out of three siblings No brother; only two sisters, older and younger.

The older sister is already married and has a child. Her life is not the best either; her husband is an alcoholic. The younger one is still in college. It seems like Sanjay has helped her with her younger sister’s college fees.

Her father is a farmer; he owns some land. Out of which the two third land has been sold off. This is where the money came from for Nisha and her older sister’s marriage. The rest is for her younger sister’s marriage.

The second child and a hardworking one. Loyal and beautiful, she will do anything to protect her family. I knew what needed to be done. A devil’s plan was forming in my head. I locked my computer and went to Roshni’s room to sleep with her.

The next morning, I explained how she needed to make Sanjay fall in love with her and make him speak his heart about me. I needed to know everything that was in his heart.

After that, I went shopping with Roshni. But before that, I called and asked a few people to wire my house with high-quality cameras and microphones. All this would be connected to my cell phone.

Present: Standing in front of Nisha:

It’s been four months, and now I know many things about Sanjay. Roshni is doing her job well.

Lucky: Namaste, Bhabhi.

Looking at Nisha’s face, I can tell she was shocked. She had only seen me a few times, including when we went on a trip.

I made sure to treat her like my sister. Initially, she was a little distant and shy. But by the end of the trip, she was a little more open with me. I was treating her like a child.

This was the first time I came directly to her house.

Nisha: Bh… Bhaiya… Aap? Idhar? Sanjay tho ghar pe nahi hai. (Sanjay is not at home.)

Nisha is about 5.5 feet tall; she is neither thin nor fat. Her figure was well-balanced and had curves in all the right places.

Her long, thick hair was tied up behind her, reaching below her waist. Her skin was fair. Her face was round with big, innocent eyes. Red sindoor filled her hairline, and a black beaded mangalsutra was on her neck.

Lucky: Actually, bhabhi, I… I wanted to talk with you.

Nisha now had a confused expression, but she quickly composed herself and asked me to come inside. It was a small, 1-bedroom apartment. There was a bed in the living room. I guess this is where Sanjay’s parents used to sleep. But now, this bed should belong to Radha.

I sat on the bed. The television was on, and an old movie was playing on it. Nisha went to the kitchen and started making some tea for me.

After some time, she came back to the hall and placed a tray with tea, water, and some biscuits. While she bent to place the tray on the table, I had a quick peek at her cleavage.

I was sitting quietly on the bed with a gentle smile on my lips and seriousness in my eyes. Nisha noticed that and finally mustered up the courage to ask,

Nisha: Bha… Bhaiya, is something wrong?

Lucky: Haa… Nah, nothing wrong.

Saying that, I picked up the tea and had a sip. I may not be the best actor, but I am good enough to fool Nisha. We started having a conversation, and I asked about her daily life. Initially, she was a little shy, but later she started to open up and share everything.

Lucky: Where is Radha?

Nisha: She went out on a college trip.

Lucky: Ohh… Okay.

After some rambling conversation, I started to speak again in a sad voice.

Lucky: Bhabhi, has Sanjay ever been rough on you?

Nisha: Huh?

Lucky: Did he ever hit you?

Nisha: Wha.. what question is that? He… He…

Before she could finish, I cut her off.

Lucky: When we were kids, Sanjay used to steal money from me and beat me up.

Nisha: What?

Lucky: Sorry to interrupt you, but can you hear me out?

Saying that I continued.

Lucky: Do you know that in college, he stole my girlfriend?

Nisha: Bhaiya, I am not comfortable with these talks. Can you please…?

Nisha stood up and was about to ask me to leave. But then the next words I said shocked her.

Lucky: I think he is doing it again!

 

[Manali Bose]

The look on Nisha’s face was priceless. For a moment, she was hesitant, and then she started to ask Lucky with a trembling voice.

Nisha: How? No? Why? Why are you lying to me?

Lucky: When I was in college, he used to take things from me. I remember when he fucked my girlfriend. He first convinced her to break up with me, and later he got into a relationship with her and…

I kept quiet for a few seconds and then continued.

Lucky: And then he fucked her. She later broke up with me.

Nisha was in a daze. Her eyes were already turning red, and teardrops were forming. I gave her a minute to process what I said. Then I took my phone out and opened the images of the conversation between Sanjay and my ex. I placed my phone on the table.

Nisha was a traditional and innocent housewife. Someone who would do anything to protect her family. It would have been hard to convince her just by using random words. So I needed proof strong enough to plant a seed of betrayal in her mind.

I wanted her to look at the evidence willingly. Hence, I placed my phone on the table for her to accept. At first, she was hesitant; maybe somewhere deep inside, she knew that once she picked up that phone, there was no going back. But with trembling hands, she picked up my phone.

She went through the conversations between her husband and my ex. With each message, tiny teardrops slowly slid through her cheeks and started falling on her lap. She was biting her lips, preventing herself from wailing out. She finally closed her eyes. This was my queue to speak again.

Lucky: After the breakup, I decided to win her back. That night I was with Sanjay in a bar having drinks. I told him about how I was planning to win her back. That was the same night I got into a fight with some thugs in the bar.

I gave a small pause. I took a deep breath and made my voice a little heavy to make her believe I was about to cry, and I continued.

Lucky: Later, to stop me from talking to her, Sanjay reached out to those thugs and informed them where they could find me alone and beat me up. They broke my arm. While I was in the hospital, he was fucking my girl.

Again, after a small pause, I continued,

Lucky: You can slide left, and you will find the conversation between Sanjay and those thugs.

Nisha had her eyes closed, and she was slowly sobbing. After a while, she opened her eyes and decided to see the truth. She started to go through the other conversations. Sanjay was a little rough for Nisha, and sometimes after a few drinks. He raised his hands in anger.

But he always came through and apologized. He told her how much he loved her. And she loved him too. After all, he was her husband.

During my initial days, when Sanjay and I used to drink together (or shall I say Sanjay used to drink, and I used to drink juice and pretend to be drunk), he used to tell me everything about her relationship. So I had enough information on how to manipulate her.

This idea came to me four months ago when I got the information on Sanjay’s family. I had evidence that Sanjay betrayed me. The incident of Sanjay breaking my relationship with my ex and the incident of the bar fight had a year’s gap between them. But Nisha does not have to know that.

Sanjay did want to fuck my ex, but he never got the chance, and Nisha does not have to know that. I took old incidents from my past and put them together to break Nisha’s heart. But I was not finished. I still had more.

Lucky: I am scared that history is repeating itself.

My words pushed Nisha into a deep terror; her eyes were wide open.

Lucky: About half a year ago, I introduced Sanjay to my girlfriend, Roshni. I do love her, and I wanted to get married to her.

Nisha’s expressions were turning sadder and sadder with each passing word. The moment had finally come—the moment she desperately wished never happened from the first time I started to tell my story.

Lucky: For the past few months, I’ve noticed Sanjay spending more time with my girlfriend. I travel often for work, so I am not at home most days.

After another deep breath, I continued,

Lucky: Roshini asked me for a huge sum of money. I later realized she had given it to Sanjay. Using which Sanjay purchased land for his parents.

Everything made sense to Nisha—how Sanjay could suddenly purchase land. Why was he late most nights and taking more night shifts more frequently? The web I created was perfect. I just had to speak the right words, and I already knew what to say.

Lucky: I believe he did that because he wanted his parents out of there. He knew he was tricking you, but tricking his parents would be difficult.

Without saying anything, Nisha was listening to me and slowly sobbing. I just continued with my story.

Lucky: I had doubts, so I placed cameras in my house to check what they did in my absence.

My words brought Nisha back to reality, and she raised her head and looked straight into my eyes. She was scared, but somehow she already knew what was coming next. Her greatest fear.

I said that I took my phone from Nisha’s hand and played her a video. In the video, Sanjay was having sex with Roshini.

This was the final blow. Nisha was finally broken. Her worst fear came true. The mobile slid down from her hand and fell to the ground, and she started to cry. Her husband was cheating on her.

With a trembling voice and fake tears in my eyes, I continue.

Lucky: Why does it always happen to me, Bhabhi? Why?

With that, I moved toward Nisha and hugged her. She did not resist at all. Her body was amazing. I could feel the heat from her body and her breaths. I slowly patted her back. Women are simple creatures. We need to find their vulnerability. She was heartbroken, and she was not thinking straight at all.

The woman who would not have allowed me to touch her hands is allowing me to hug her. While slowly moving my hands on her back, I whispered in her ears. “Bhabhi, I want my revenge.”

With that, Nisha backed off from my hands, stood up and took a few steps back. I picked up my phone and took my seat back on the bed. With a serious face and fake anger in my eyes, I continued.

Lucky: Sanjay needs to pay. I will break every bone of his body and cripple him.

My words terrified Nisha. Even though she was cheated on, she loved her husband. She cannot let me cripple him.

Nisha: Please, bhaiya, don’t. Please…

She spoke while sobbing.

Lucky: It’s too late, Bhabhi.

Nisha: No… Please… I… I will talk with him.

Lucky: You think you can convince him? Let me show you something.

I played another video and placed it on the table. This time, it was a conversation between two people. A man and a woman.

Nisha immediately recognized the man’s voice; she took a few steps forward and got on her knees. It was Sanjay.

Inside the Video:

Sanjay: I love you, Roshni.

Roshni: I love you too, Sanjay.

Sanjay: I cannot live a day without fucking you.

Roshni: If you spend all your days here, what will your wife think?

Sanjay: I will handle her; she is stupid.

Roshni: What will you do if she finds out?

Sanjay: I will leave her if you are ready to be with me.

Roshni: Haha, you know well, I love Lucky.

Sanjay: Then I will leave her and still fuck you, simple. After all…

(End of video)

The video ended, and there was just silence. Nisha played the video again and again and focused on the part where Sanjay was talking about leaving Nisha.

Lucky: If he finds out you know about the affair, he will leave you anyway. So let me get my revenge.

Nisha: Please don’t… I cannot afford to be single. My father will die. He is barely feeding my sister and mother. If I lose Sanjay, it’s over for me.

The last video was the hidden ace I was saving for last, and it worked like a charm. Better than I anticipated. Now Nisha cannot confront Sanjay regarding Roshni. She was trapped in the web, which took months to build.

I stood up and slowly grabbed Nisha’s shoulder and pulled her up. She was still sobbing. I wiped her tears and asked her to stop crying. Then I picked up the glass of water from the table and offered it to her to drink. She slowly took a few gulps of water. I took the glass back and continued.

Lucky: I need my revenge; he fucked my girls not once but twice. He broke my arms.

With her big, innocent eyes, Nisha was listening carefully.

Lucky: It’s either making him a cripple or…

Without saying anything, I slide down her saree pallu. Before she could react, her pallu was already touching the ground. Nisha instinctively wrapped her arms around her chest, covered her breasts, and put her head down.

With fake sadness and determination in my eyes, I slowly lifted her face. Placing my finger below her chin and looked straight into her eyes.

Lucky: I do not want to force you. So you decide?

Nisha was in a dilemma. On the one hand, she lets her husband pay for the sin and gets her life ruined; on the other, she needs to pay for her husband’s sin. After a moment of hesitation, she closed her eyes and slowly moved her hands away.

Lucky: Please look into my eyes.

Nisha slowly opened her eyes. There was little fear and a little determination to pay for her husband’s sin in her big, round eyes.

Lucky: From today onwards, I am your master. What am I?

With hesitation, Nisha spoke up.

Nishsa: Mas… Master.

Lucky: Good.

I grabbed her neck and pushed her down on her knees. I unbuttoned my pants and fished out my thick, throbbing black penis. The bulging veins can be seen clearly on my penis.

I slowly slid my penis over Nisha’s upper and lower lips. Nisha was closing her eyes.

Lucky: Open your mouth and look straight into my eyes.

With some hesitation, she opened her eyes and looked into my eyes. Nisha on her knees, with my penis on her lips and her eyes straight looking into mine, was a dream come true. It was sexy enough to make me cum hundred times over.

I slowly slid my fingers into her mouth and opened it up. I then gently started to slide my dick into her mouth.

Lucky: Good… very good… Open it wider; ensure your teeth do not scratch my dick.

Nisha was responding to my commands. Her eyes were still fixed on mine. Her mouth’s warm and wet sensation was strong enough to make any man go crazy. I started to speed up my motions and slid my penis deep inside her mouth, reaching her throat.

Lucky: Good girl. Breathe through your nose and let your mouth do all the work. Use your tongue more.

I was on my limit; my penis was throbbing like crazy. Any second now, I could lose it. I grabbed Nisha’s head from behind and started to thrust harder. I was on the edge, and with the final push, I slid my penis deep inside her throat. My balls were touching her chin.

I started to unload my thick love batter inside her throat. I specifically saved it up for this day. It was so much that she started to choke on it. I slid out my penis and started to cum all over her face.

It was on her eyes, her nose, her hair, and all over her lips. It was just too intense. Nisha finally fell to the ground and was breathless. I went straight to the bathroom and got warm water and a towel. I used it to clean Nisha up. I cleaned her face, her hair, and her lips.

I also cleaned the sperm, which was on the ground. I slowly lifted Nisha and placed her on the bed. I covered her blouse with her pallu, Slowly placed my hands on her head, and whispered in her ear.

“Good girl.”

“My good girl”

“It was all Sanjay’s fault. You did nothing wrong.”

“You are just trying to save this family.”

I was sitting on the ground near her head, patting her head, and like chanting a mantra, I was repeating the same thing: “You are my good girl. It is all Sanjay’s fault.”

Pushing her deep into sleep. I left Nisha and closed the door. I got inside my car and opened my phone to play another video. This video was a continuation of the one I showed Nisha.

Inside video:

Roshni: What will you do if she finds out?

Sanjay: I will leave her if you are ready to be with me.

Roshni: Haha, you know well, I love Lucky.

Sanjay: Then I will leave her and still fuck you, simple. After all, Lucky is okay sharing you with me.

Roshni: Why don’t you include Nisha in our game?

Sanjay was thinking about something and continued.

Sanjay: If I tell you, will you keep it a secret from Lucky?

Roshni: Of course, why not? Don’t you remember that I love you too? In fact, I convinced Lucky to give you money for the land.

Sanjay: Actually, it will be impossible to convince her, and she is really boring in sex, and…

Roshni: And?

Sanjay: I do not want to share her with Lucky. Please do not tell him. Please…

Roshini: Hahaha… okay. But what will I get in return?

Sanjay: What do you want?

Roshni: A good fucking tonight.

Sanjay: You devil.

(End of video)

“If I didn’t know she was acting, I would have been fooled. Roshni is an angel. I need to take her on a special date and give her a good time. Maybe a group date.” Thinking about my next moves, I drove off.

 

[neshanu9295]

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