Chapter 7
G-Block, Flat 5
Karthik walked into the living room and said, “Morning bro!”
“Morning bro!” Abhishek said.
“Did you have fun yesterday,” Karthik asked, sitting down on the sofa.
“Lot of fun. It was the best day of my life!” Abhishek said and bent down to tie his shoe lace.
“Yeah? What happened? Did you fuck her?” Karthik asked, smirking.
“Bro don’t use that word. I like her very much,” Abhishek said and stood up.
Karthik laughed and asked, “Okay bro. Did you make love to her?”
Abhishek nodded. He looked at Karthik and smiled.
“No way!! Really?” Karthik couldn’t believe it.
“Yeah bro. She’s the best. She’s got a sexy body,” Abhishek said, remembering Nalani’s hot body. (Chapter1-Third time lucky)
“Lucky fucker!” Karthik said and laughed.
“Don’t be jealous bro. You have a hot girlfriend. How is it going with her?” Abhishek asked.
“I don’t know bro. She doesn’t want to get separated from her husband,” Karthik said and shrugged his shoulder.
“Really?” Abhishek asked, surprised.
“Yeah. She doesn’t want to dishonour her family and his family,” Karthik said and shook his head.
Abhishek laughed and said, “Good luck!”
Karthik sighed.
“Bye bro!” Abhishek said.
“Bye bro!” Karthik said and stood up.
Abhishek left the flat.
Karthik went to his room. He worked out for a while before going to the attached bathroom for a shower.
At 10:15, Karthik called Razia. He heard Razia’s sweet voice saying, “Hello.”
“Hello,” Karthik said, happy to hear her voice as usual.
“Are you coming?” Razia asked.
“Yes. I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.”
“See you!” Razia said, excitedly.
F-Block, Flat 7
Razia adjusted her light pink colour hijab and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She liked the way she looked. Her Saree was draped perfectly around her voluptuous body. The maroon colour georgette Saree and blouse complimented her fair skin colour.
The doorbell rang. Razia went to the door and opened it.
“Wow! You look very beautiful!” Karthik said.
Razia blushed and smiled shyly at him.
Karthik entered the house. Razia closed the door and turned around. Karthik moved closer to kiss her. She took a step back and said, “Not now Karthik.”
“Why? What’s wrong?” Karthik asked, confused.
“I’ll tell you. Come inside first,” Razia said and walked into the living room.
Karthik followed her feeling worried, but he couldn’t resist checking her plump bottom bounce one after the other as she walked.
Razia sat down on the three-seat sofa. Karthik sat down next to her and asked, “What happened?”
Razia looked at him and said, “He has a lover.”
“Really?” Karthik asked and giggled.
Razia nodded. “I saw messages on his mobile. I took pictures of the messages and pictures of his lover,” she said. She took her mobile from the coffee table. She swiped the screen and opened the gallery. She gave her mobile to Karthik.
Karthik saw the picture of Razia’s husband’s lover and said, “He looks gay,” he said and laughed.
Razia nodded, looking sad.
Karthik swiped the screen and saw pictures of messages exchanged between the two men. “Wow!!” he said. “This is weird!! It is so gay.”
“It is disgusting!” Razia shook her head. “See other pictures,” she said.
Karthik swiped the screen and saw pictures of the men lip kissing.
Karthik laughed, shaking his head. He looked at Razia and asked, “Did you chat with him about this?”
Razia nodded and said, “I did. He got angry. He slapped me and said, ‘love has no gender’.”
“Do you still want to live with him?” Karthik asked.
“I don’t know,” she said. Tears filled her eyes and rolled down on her cheeks.
“Take it easy, Razia,” Karthik said and moved closer to her. He put his left arm over her shoulder. He kissed her forehead, through her hijab and said, “Love has no religion.”
Razia wiped the tears from her cheeks and turned to look at him. Their eyes locked together. Karthik moved closer and kissed Razia’s lips. Razia kissed him back. As they kissed, Karthik’s hands moved on her body, feeling her soft flesh beneath her clothes. He massaged the soft flesh on the sides of her waist and her soft breasts. He had made love to her just once, before one month. He kissed her passionately hoping she would let him make love to her again.
Razia wanted to be loved and she was happy with Karthik’s love for her. As he kissed her lips, her vagina became wet and she yearned to feel him inside her again.
After a few minutes, Karthik stopped kissing. He moved her Saree from her chest and unhooked her blouse. Razia helped him and removed her blouse. Karthik put his hands behind her and removed the hooks of her bra. Razia removed her bra, exposing her breasts. Kartik touched her breasts, feeling the smooth skin and soft jelly-like flesh. He squeezed her breasts and looked at Razia. Razia smiled shyly. Karthik bent down and pecked kisses on her breasts before taking the nipple of her left breast into his mouth and sucking. He sucked both her nipples one after the other till he was happy. Then, he moved up and kissed her chest, neck, chin and her lips.
“Kneel down on the sofa and turn around,” Karthik said.
Razia didn’t question Karthik’s intentions. She had liked having sex with Karthik one month ago and she had fantasized having sex with him since then. She stood up, and lifted her Saree and Petticoat. She pulled her panties down to her ankles and removed it from her feet. She got on top of the sofa and knelt down. She spread her legs and leaned forward on the backrest of the sofa. She waited with excitement.
Karthik removed his clothes quickly, and within a few minutes, his hand slipped inside her laced pink panties. His fingers rubbed on her butt crack. His thumb finger pressed on her anus and opened it. Razia’s body jerked forward. “What are you doing?” she asked, looking over her shoulder and laughing.
“Sorry, I couldn’t stop myself. It looks very cute,” Karthik said.
Razia laughed. “What?! What looks cute?” she asked, puzzled.
“Your anus looks cute. It looks like a tiny rose bud!” Karthik said.
“Stop it, Karthik!!” Razia said and burst out laughing.
He grasped the sides of her slim waist and pressed his hard cock in her ass crack.
“Hmm…” Razia moaned, feeling Karthik’s cock rubbing on the crack of her ass and his balls brushing her juicy cunt. She lifted her ass to him.
Karthik pressed the tip of his cock in the slit of her vagina and pushed the head of his cock into her vagina. Razia gasped with delight.
Happy with her response, Karthik thrust his cock deep into her wet vagina. Razia gurgled and lifted her ass more. Karthik moved his hands to her head and removed her Hijab. Her long, black, silky hair flowed down freely on her back. “Beautiful,” he said and threw the Hijab on the sofa. He moved his hands to her breasts and clutched her naked breasts tightly. He pulled his cock out and plunged it back inside her vaginal canal. She clutched the edge of the sofa’s backrest with her fingers, as Karthik began to fuck her. His cock moved in and out, slowly. And as pleasure increased, he began to fuck her cunt powerfully.
“Oooooh…” she gasped, holding her ass up, her back bowed and knees parted.
Clinging to Razia’s boobs, Karthik plunged his cock in and out of her pussy, banging on her plump bottom. The friction of his cock made the lips of her pussy tingle and burn. She closed her eyes as pleasure soared higher. Her clit felt alive, bulging out and throbbing as his cock fucked in and out of her gripping pussy hole.
“Ohhh, yes!” she moaned. Her cunt clutched and sucked at her lover’s cock.
Karthik continued to thrust his cock into her love hole. The ecstasy was fiery inside her body as her vagina exploded with a series of intense sensations that made her mind spin. And as she came, she felt his cock swell, then gush into her cunt with rapid spurts. He leaned on her back, gasping as his cock jerked inside her cunt, spewing out creamy cum and filling her. She shivered beneath him, smiling happily.