My Sexual Journey Called Life 8211 Part VI
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Note: All characters in this story are 19 or above when they participated in any sexual activity.
A man from Viswanathan’s friend circle would not recommend going over 120 kmph on even the best highways of India.
Well, a few months ago even Viswanathan himself wouldn’t have dared to go beyond 80 kmph, on any road. Today he was zipping through the light traffic on National Highway-66 at 140 kmph.
He doubted whether he ever wanted to meet any of his friends again or go back to his old life which he abandoned when he took off on his beloved blue BMW 320d three months ago but not before offering some payback to his wife who he believed to be one of those elements who have always tried to keep his balls away from him.
He had been on the road ever since, occasionally staying at cheap motels for a day or two then hitting the road again going nowhere, but only after he fucked a prostitute or two, sometimes together. Even though satisfying for his body, it did nothing for his mind. Everything felt meaningless and empty.
It started to rain. The wet road forced all vehicles to slow down. Viswanathan hit the gas harder and the speedometer went past 150. He felt his heart pounding faster as the water on the windshield kept reducing visibility. A wicked smile crept on his face.
As he zipped past one truck after another, the rain intensified. The entire cabin inside his car was filled with the sound of rain hitting the windshield.
Something about the sound made Viswanathan slow down his car. The smile faded away and his feet went off the accelerator. As the car slowed down his childhood memories rushed back to him almost as if he were on a psychedelic trip.
Viswanathan was born and raised in a small village which had ample rainfall. He enjoyed watching the rain hit the plain glass window of his house. The rain always bought cool wind along with it.
The rain would interrupt whatever outdoor games he and his friends were playing. While most of them would complain about it, Viswanathan looked forward to these rains because, during a few such showers, he got to see his neighbour Radha running to her house all wet because she forgot to carry an umbrella with her.
Radha was the first girl he ever desired for – the only one he fell in love with. Radha was two years older than him which always made her look at him like a kid brother. She was oblivious to the feelings Viswanathan, Vasu all called him, had for her.
Viswanathan stared at her with puppy eyes when she ran across with her big breasts, almost bursting out of her tight wet blouse, bouncing. Her smooth hands holding the hem of her skirt up to reveal her shiny fair legs to him.
Once Radha got to the veranda of her house, she would try to adjust her long hair raising her arms pushing out her chest thus pushing her hard nipples against the fabric of her blouse.
Then she would turn around and wash her feet by bending down. This would push out her ass. The wet skirt and blouse would highlight her curves well. From her slender waist, the skirt would go on to hug tightly to her shapely butt, sometimes invading her ass crack.
Each time he would witness such episodes, he would rush to the bathroom to take care of his hard-on. Unfortunate were the days when the bathroom used to be occupied by his elder sister who was Radha’s . As a teenager, Vasu had to find ways to hide his hard-on while his sister took forever to finish her bath.
Vasu once told Radha that he loved her, long before he had his first hard-on. She merely giggled and said she only liked guys who can grow a moustache. Shortly after, he observed her blushing while talking to a much older guy- a boy who looked rich.
Vasu knew the guy was rich because most people in his village, including his family was poor and couldn’t afford clothes that looked modern nor had any of them ever worn a good shoe.
But this guy who was making Radha blush had clothes which looked Western and also a leather shoe. His name was Dayanand, people called him Anand.
Anand was from the only rich family in the village. He was the eldest male child in his family which gave him a lot of attention from his family and when you grow up hearing – “One day, this whole village will be yours, son”, you tend to believe you also own the people in it. Including the innocent girl called Radha.
It didn’t take Anand much of any effort to make Radha his own as growing up poor and being the third daughter of her poor father who was turning into an alcoholic left a deep longing in her heart for a savior who would come her way and save her from poverty.
Vasu cried because of a girl for the first time in his life after he saw, on one early morning, Radha in the cow-shed along with Anand. He used to wake up earlier than anyone in his house because he was good at academics and his teachers gave him extra homework which he used to complete by getting up very early in the morning.
He would walk around the house while brushing his teeth. As he walked near the cow-shed, he saw Anand walking out of the shed, buttoning up his shirt. Vasu heard a female voice saying bye to Anand as he sneaked away.
Vasu paced to the shed, hoping it not to be who he knew it was. He stood shocked when he saw Radha standing behind a heap of hay, her hair undone. She was buttoning up her open blouse revealing her cleavage to him. She looked up and their eyes met. Something inside Vasu broke at that moment.
Radha quickly turned around and fixed her blouse. She turned around and paced to him, looking angry. She said to him in a very irritated tone, “Are you shameless?! Why are you staring at me when I am putting on my clothes?! Do you want me to tell your mom?”
All Vasu could say in reply was, “No..what were you doing in here with Anand?”
“Anand who? If you intend to spread rumors about me, I will tell everyone that you are a pervert! Do you want that?”
Vasu didn’t reply. He blankly stared back at her.
Radha walked away believing she had scared him with her proposition. She told Anand about what happened. That incident scared her so much that she decided not to have sex with Anand again. His usual tricks such as showering her with compliments and buying her gifts didn’t seem to do any good.
Things changed for Vasu as well. He couldn’t focus on anything anymore. He felt numb. He became the skinny little kid who sulked in the corner.
A few days after the incident, Vasu was greeted by Radha while he was walking home from his school. She looked at him and smiled. He looked at her and walked past her.
Radha called out his name and asked him to stop. She said she wanted to talk to him. She took him to the cow-shed. He thought she might want to apologize for what she did but instead, what he got was the most painful experience of his life.
Anand was waiting in the shed. When Vasu walked in, Anand grabbed Vasu by his shirt collar and drove his knee into Vasu’s stomach. Vasu fell on the ground.
Vasu lied there in fetal position, his body engrossed in pain. Anand pulled Vasu by his hair and told him, “How dare you stare at my girl, you perverted little motherfucker?! Are you in love with her?”. Anand spat on Vasu’s face.
Then Anand stood up and kicked Vasu a few times. Then he said, “What do you want to do with my girl? Kiss her?” Anand held Radha, who was watching all this with fear in her eyes, by her hair. Anand kissed Radha.
“Or do you want to grope her?!”
Anand grabbed Radha’s breast and squeezed it hard. Radha appealed to Anand, “Please stop it, Anand..”
“Or do you want to fuck her?”. Anand forced Radha to bend down, even though she tried to resist, she couldn’t overpower Anand. Anand opened his pant zip.
Lying on the ground, Vasu saw the girl he loved with all his heart get pounded by another man – much stronger than himself in every way.
Vasu saw how Anand pulled Radha’s hair and started fucking her from behind. Radha’s body language changed in less than a minute. She stopped resisting him. Instead, she closed her eyes and enjoyed as her boyfriend’s hard cock stretched her pussy repeatedly.
Radha started moaning in pleasure. Her lips parted she kept saying, “Aww.. Anand..I have missed this so much”. Her breasts jiggled wildly with each stroke. Vasu kept staring at them, forgetting his physical pain, just lying there powerless.
In a few minutes, Anand came inside Radha. Letting out a loud moan, he pushed deeper into her as he filled her up. They were still for a few seconds and then, Anand pulled out his cock from his gf’s cum-dripping pussy.
Radha opened her eyes and saw Vasu staring at them. But she didn’t care anymore because Anand has proved to her with this whole show that Vasu was powerless in front of Anand. She pretended like Vasu didn’t exist. She turned around and hugged Anand. They kissed passionately.
Anand with his arm around Radha announced to Vasu, “I am the fucking king of this village. Don’t ever mess with my business again.” Saying this, he walked away along with Radha.
That whole incident made Vasu the pushover he had been for most of his life. He ended up performing very badly in school that year. His teachers suggested his parents send him to a boarding school as they believed it would bring back his focus to academics. He never told anyone what had led to his loss of focus.
On the day he was leaving for boarding school, he had an unexpected visit from Radha. He stared at her blankly. She looked around to ensure no one was looking at them. Then she said,
“Sorry about what happened. I didn’t know he was going to do all that. He is like that sometimes. But he truly loves me. Once you go to your new school, you will forget all about what happened. You will do well there and later you will go to a good college. Find a good job and then marry a nice girl. By then, I will be married to Anand. We will all be happy.”
Vasu had zoned out of that conversation by then. She left soon after saying all that, maybe because of how Vasu kept blankly staring at her.
A year later, Vasu got into a good college. On one of his visits back home, which he hated on account of all his bad memories coming back to him, he got to know from his sister that Radha was constantly getting beaten up by her father. It had become so bad that they had to take her to a hospital once. So all the neighbors interfered.
That’s when everyone got to know that the reason her father kept beating her was because she had gotten herself pregnant.
Radha ended up losing the child when the beating landed her up in the hospital. Of course, no mob was formed to get the guy responsible for getting Radha pregnant married to her because when the guys heard it was – Dayanand, people stayed away.
Most villagers had taken loans from his family and no one wanted to lose their home on account of helping a girl – who for them had suddenly changed from a poor exploited girl to a slut.
After that, Radha was sent to her aunt’s house in a different village. Radha never found a suitor for her, on account of all of them finding out about her history with Dayanand.
But all this didn’t hurt Dayanand. He got married a year after Radha was sent away. His wife was the daughter of a wealthy landlord from the next village. It was the biggest wedding the village ever saw.
When Viswanathan drove his BMW into his village, he felt like the place hadn’t changed much. The last time he had been there was about a decade ago when he, his sister and her family decided to spend one last night at their old house before selling it to Dayanand’s family.
He stopped by the village junction near the old tea shop where most of the villagers hung out during their free time. Everyone kept staring at his car, which they knew would be expensive because it was the most modern car they had ever seen in their village.
Viswanathan seemed like a foreigner to them because of his western clothing. He had an expensive shirt and trouser. His Rolex shined well enough to grab everyone’s attention. He asked the shop owner for a tea, speaking fluently in the local language and accent.
The shop owner asked him, “Where are you from? Haven’t seen you in these parts before.”
“I am from the city. My relatives used to live here. I am planning to buy some property here. So I am just looking around.”
One of the spectators of this conversation was Dayanand’s worker- Ramu. Ramu thought of this as a good opportunity to shine in front of his boss. So, he introduced himself to Viswanathan and told him that if he wanted to buy land, it was his boss Dayanand he should talk to.
Ramu ended up taking Viswanathan to meet Dayanand at his old but palatial home.
Ramu introduced Viswanathan to Dayanand, “Sir, this is Viswanathan sir. He is a very big businessman from the city. He is looking to buy some property in our village to build a vacation home.”
And so, Ramu went on talking for Viswanathan. While Dayanand smiled wickedly thinking, “What a fool this city guy must be to come to this worthless shit hole to buy a property. I am going to take a lot of money from him.”
Viswanathan had a smile on his face too. He was plotting his revenge. That’s when he saw a girl, around nineteen, stare at him from behind the curtains. He wouldn’t have seen her if not for her ample breasts which the curtain couldn’t cover.
The moment she realized Viswanathan had spotted her, she looked at him smiling shyly and then ran away when he smiled back. Viswanathan knew now the best revenge he could take.
Viswanathan said, “I would love to stay in the village for a few days to look around and see if there are any properties to my liking.”
Dayanand played into his trap when he said, “Oh, it would be a pleasure if you stayed with us at our home. As you can see we have a lot of room.”
That night he was invited for dinner with Dayanand’s family. Dayanand had only two other members in his family – a wife and a daughter. Throughout the dinner, his daughter kept glancing at Viswanathan. Whenever he would catch her staring, he would smile back. She would blush and look away.
Her mom said, “She is studying for her entrance exams to get into college. God knows whether she will get it at least this time.”
Her mom’s snide comments made Tanisha, Dayanand’s daughter sad.
Viswanathan saw this as an opportunity, “Oh don’t worry, you will do good. You know what, I was great at academics. Maybe I could help you with some tips and tricks for the exam.”
Dayanand said, “Oh we shouldn’t bother you.”
“Oh it’s ok, in fact, I like teaching. I wanted to become a teacher when I was a kid but anyway destiny had other plans. Helping Tanisha would make me happy.”
Tanisha looked down and smiled shyly.
After dinner, Viswanathan and Tanisha sat in the living room with a few heavy books between them. Viswanathan started talking to her about Math tricks which soon bored Dayanand and his wife. They went to their bedroom to watch TV. This was the opportunity Viswanathan was waiting for.
While talking to Tanisha, he moved closer and placed a hand on her thigh. Her body stiffened. He said, “You know what is one of the most important skills required to tackle exams?”
She looked up at him doe-eyed.
He said, “Confidence.. Are you confident?”
She replied hesitated, “I don’t know..”
“How about life in general, do you feel confident?”
“Not much, I suppose.”
He moved his hand further up. Sweat beads started forming on her face.
“I could help you with that but it is a secret technique which I don’t share easily. Do you want it?”
She nodded. She was wearing a black top and a green track-pant. Her long straight hair was tied into a bun.
His hand moved up to her crouch and rested on it, feeling its heat radiate onto his palm. She sighed lightly.
She said, “Please..no.. my parents are here.”
He took his hand away. She breathed a sigh of relief. But what followed was unexpected for her. He was sitting on a chair and she was sitting on the couch. He got up and sat next to her. It surprised her.
He grabbed her milky smooth hand and kissed it. Then he kissed further up her arm. Finally, he kissed her neck. He had put his arm around her. When he kissed her neck, he put his hand on her navel over her top and inserted his finger into the cavity. Then, slowly he moved his hand up to touch her breast.
Tanisha held his hand, breathing heavily and said, “Please stop.”
“Why?”
She stared at him and then at the ground while taking deep breaths.
“Alright. I won’t touch you if you don’t like it. I am sorry, I thought you liked me. I think I should go.”
He got up to leave.
“No, it is not like that..” she said.
“What is it..tell me.”
“I don’t know..”
He looked down at Tanisha and held up her chin so that she looked into his eyes.
“I have never seen such big beautiful eyes. You have such a pretty face.” He touched her wide lips, “How can I resist myself from kissing you?”
He leaned down but didn’t kiss her. Instead, he turned her face to whisper into her ears, “Tonight, don’t lock the doors.” Saying this, he walked away.
After midnight, he sneaked into Tanisha’s room. She lay on her bed, pretending to be asleep. The lights were turned off. He saw that as a perfect opportunity.
Viswanathan locked the doors. He removed his clothes and placed them on the table. Then he sneaked into the sheets with Tanisha. She was lying on her side with her back to Viswanathan. The bedsheet rose like a small hill around her hips. Her butt was very fleshy.
Tanisha was a sex bomb which any guy would lust for. Viswanathan touched her ass with his hard member under the sheet only to realize she was lying naked. The moment the hard cock touched her ass, she stiffened and started breathing heavily.
He reached over and grabbed her. He was hungry for her. He kissed her madly and she reciprocated by putting her tongue into his mouth. He said, “Turn on the lights, I want to see your body.”
“What if my parents see the lights?”
“I don’t care, I need the light.”
“Ok..” she got up and turned on the light. Her back was to Viswanathan. Her long black hair almost reached her waist. Her ass was so juicy Viswanathan had a tough time trying not to spank them then. She slowly turned around covering her breast with one hand and her pussy with the other.
He smiled and asked, “Are you shy?”
She nodded yes while looking down at the floor.
“Looks like I will have to teach you my secret technique for confidence.”
He got up and stood close to her. Her gaze fixated on his hard cock. He held her gently and made her sit on the bed. Then he moved her hand away from her breast. She had big nipples which were dark, hard and pointy.
He licked the outer portion of one nipple. She started moaning. He dedicatedly licked each nipple, biting on one while pinching the other. She removed her hand from her pussy. He saw that her pussy was leaking and the fluids glistened on her pubic hair.
They kissed again passionately. Suddenly, he squeezed her breast hard.
“Agh..! Please be gentle.”
“Get on the bed, on your knees and elbows..”
She got on the bed. She arched her back and stuck out her ass. He climbed on and got behind her.
He placed his cock at the opening of her pussy. He remembered the day Anand asserted his dominance by fucking his crush Radha while he watched. He remembered every detail. Viswanathan was going to do the same.
He yanked on Tanisha’s hair. She screamed. Simultaneously, he thrust his hard cock into her pussy. She screamed again. He didn’t care. He started ramming her mercilessly. She kept moaning out of both pain and pleasure. The whole bed rocked back and forth.
He pulled her up and rammed into her harder. Her breasts jiggled up and down. With his one hand, he held her by the neck and with the other, he spanked her round ass.
“Agh..”
He spanked her again, harder and asked, “Did you like it, baby?”
SPANK! “Yes!”
SPANK! “You like being punished?”
SPANK! “Aagh..yes!”
SPANK! “You are daddy’s naughty girl, aren’t you?”
SPANK! “Aaggh..”
SPANK! “Answer me!”
SPANK! SPANK! “Yes!”
SPANK! “Yes, what!”
SPANK! “Aagh! Yes, daddy!”
SPANK! “Louder!”
SPANK! “Yes, daddy!!!”
Viswanathan felt Tanisha’s pussy holding onto his cock like a vice. He was nearing his orgasm too.
SPANK! “Again!”
“Yes, daddy!!!”
He came inside her pussy and he felt her thundering orgasm too. They both moaned and collapsed on the bed, his cock still lodged in her pussy. He stayed there. His phone camera which he had hidden between his clothes when he walked into the room recorded everything.
Later that night, after he returned to his room and played back the whole video, he smiled wickedly knowing how much fun it would be to make Anand watch Viswanathan fuck someone Anand loves.
Besides, that was just the beginning of the REVENGE.
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