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Continuation:
Since the last fuck that Mansi and I had in the hotel, things were about to get normal on both ends. As decided it was going to be our last fuck, but destiny had something else to plan for. After planning a week-long holiday for my friend and Mansi, I was happy for a new beginning in their life.
However, my lustful loss was not as important as my friend’s happiness. I was happy that Mansi, too, accepted the fact and thought of giving him one more chance. A lot of convincing and her trust in me might have made her think about giving him a second chance.
She was adamant that the new beginning would not last as her husband would not change his behaviour. But it was my idea to help my friend in his difficult times. After all, Mansi was his life partner, but she probably gave her soul to me.
My life had normally been moving since the last time I fucked Mansi. My mindset was clear, and so were my thoughts. My relationship of intimacy with Mansi was a weekly game of lust. So I started feeling her absence in my life. But there was no looking back from now on, as I am the man of my word.
But nights were turning bad for me. Rather than trying on with some other girl or lady, I still had intuitions about a call from Mansi. Days were turning into the daily routine for all three of us. All was going great at Mansi and my friend’s end.
After a month or so, it was finally time for them to leave for their holidays. The destination was Coorg. It’s such a wonderful place for couples. Breezy winds, countryside nature, thriving to stay for a longer time. One cannot come out of this heaven soon. It’s such a peaceful place.
Before leaving, my friend called me and informed me about their departure. I bid goodbye and offered my best wishes. The same night I overdosed with drinks and imagined how my friend might be fucking Mansi tonight.
I took out my mobile and kept looking at the room pictures my friend, and I had booked for them. Imagining me with Mansi in the same room gave me a sudden hard-on. As I only wear boxers when I’m home, my dick was bursting to come out.
I was about to pull out my dick and masturbate, looking at Mansi’s pic. Suddenly my phone rang, and it was my friend on call.
Friend: (over-enthusiastic and in a laughing tone) Bro! I’m so much thankful to you. You have lit my blown-out life again. I’m having the best time over here.
I was always nervous about the situation. So I didn’t reply quickly and just hummed for all his storytelling.
Me: Hmmm! So, you are enjoying quality time with your wife, which is worth it, right?
Friend: Just enjoy? I’m enjoying it to the fullest, bro. After so long, I had sex with Mansi, and it was amazing, bro. She’s too good in bed. Now I’m getting ready for round 2. Just wanted to thank you for all this.
Saying this, he kept the phone. On the other hand, I felt jealous and also got angry with my friend. I was jealous because I was banging his wife till last month. I felt like I gave my food to someone else and was starving for no reason. Maybe there was a reason, but I was unable to convince myself.
I was getting angry about my decision to patch them up. All of a sudden, I was a selfish, greedy and filthy person. At that moment, I realised a women’s pussy and the lust to gain it can transform a man into a devil. I slept masturbating that night to get some relief.
The next morning, I brushed up all my thoughts. I got indulged in my work for the next couple of days. It had been 3 days since my friend and Mansi had been for their holidays. I was no more keeping track of it. Whenever I used to get bad thoughts, I would brush them off.
It was around 2 p.m. I was just back at my desk after my lunch. My company has a protocol of keeping the mobiles on silent. So it’s hard to notice incoming calls on the mobile. At around 3 p.m. I thought of taking a sneak at my mobile. When I unlocked my phone, I saw Mansi’s 16 missed calls.
I got tensed, and various thoughts started coming to my mind. In our last sex, we agreed on some factors. Mansi would only call me when the situation was critical or tense on her end. I was getting the feeling now that something had happened.
I quickly got up and went towards the smoking bay, where we took a short break. When I called Mansi, she started bashing me with her abuses and words.
Mansi: (screaming and crying on call) Where the fuck were you? I’ve been trying to call you for half an hour.
Me: (in a tense manner) You know my company protocol, right? My mobile was on silent mode.
Mansi: (taunting me in anger) Yeah, yeah yeah. How can I forget? Your protocols, your kindness, your friendship, your feelings, your generosity. Nothing is mine. Every bloody fucking thing is yours.
Mansi: (abruptly getting angrier over me) I told you this fucking bull shit idea of yours will not last long. I was so sure about this because I sleep with your friend daily in his bedroom and you don’t. That’s the difference between you and me to know him better than you.
Me: (confused by her reaction) Mansi, will you please tell me exactly what happened?
Mansi: (angrily blaming me) You want to know what happened? Then listen. Your friend has fucked up everything over here. I told you he’s not going to change his behaviour. Didn’t I? You have no idea what mental condition I’m in now.
Mansi: This is all because of you. Fucking moron, who asked you to be so kind in my relationship? You have ruined the already ruined relationship more by planning this bull shit holiday stuff.
Me: (Trying to calm her down) Listen to me. Curse me as much as you want. My intention was never to ruin your relationship. In these circumstances, I lost my bond with you. You have no idea how much I missed you in this one month’s time. I was angry at myself for ruining our ongoing relationship. Tell me please what has happened exactly.
Mansi kept quiet for some time and melted with my words of affection. She started describing the whole scenario in a low voice.
Mansi: Our first day went well. I had a feeling of a new beginning in my life. My husband was transformed into a more caring and loving hubby. I was thanking you in my mind for your generosity. On the first night, I felt like surrendering myself to him. That was the best sex so far since our marriage.
Mansi: The next morning, we had breakfast and were about to leave for sightseeing. 4 young boys were staring at me. My hubby noticed it and got furious about it. I tried to calm him down, but your friend is your friend, as usual. Stood up and got into quarrels with those guys.
Me: (I was humming like a bird throughout her description.) Hmmm!
Mansi: In the meantime, hotel staff intervened in the whole situation. We left for sightseeing. But in your friend’s mind, the scene was still provoking him. He went to a nearby wine shop and got drinks for himself.
Mansi: All day long, he was heavily drunk throughout the sightseeing. I was worried. What if something had happened to me at this new place? Was your drunkard friend even capable of taking responsibility? I had a question mark on my safety there itself.
Me: (in an affirmative tone) That’s true. I understand how it would have felt for you.
Mansi: (taunting again) Is it? Do you understand my feelings? Then why the fuck did you convince me of this bull shit?
Mansi: (angrily) You know what your friend did the same night? He was drunk. When we reached our hotel, he searched for those boys all over the hotel. He was putting me in so much embarrassment. All the hotel staff was behind him to handle the situation.
Mansi: When he found those guys, he attacked one of them and started hitting them and abusing them. When the Hotel Manager felt things were going beyond limits, he called the police. He’s been under arrest since then. So here we are now? The same things are happening here in Coorg, just like in Mumbai. Nothing has changed. Who’s to blame?
Mansi: I’m fucking clueless about what to do now. I don’t know anyone out here. The hotel staff has been kind so far with me for not throwing me out of the hotel. Tell me, what am I supposed to do? Should I blame you for this?
Me: (cursing myself) I’m very sorry, Mansi. I didn’t know something like this would ever happen. Whatever I did was a genuine effort to sort things out between you. But I didn’t think this would be a disastrous event. Don’t worry. I’ll fix it up. I’m coming there.
Mansi hung up her call before giving me any affirmation of my arrival. I made up my mind to handle things my way. Working for an MNC, leaves are really hard to adjust. Considering that, I spoke with my team lead regarding my leave and left for Coorg.
The fastest way to reach Coorg was by taking a flight to Bangalore and boarding a bus to Coorg. I did the same and started my journey. I reached Coorg at around 3 in the morning. The moment I reached, the first thing I did was to meet the hotel management.
I only managed to meet the night manager of the hotel. I discussed the scenario with him and what could be done to bring my friend out of police custody. The next day at around 10 a.m., we decided to meet the C.I. of the police station.
After a quick discussion with the night manager, I went to Mansi’s room at around 3.45 a.m. Mansi was half asleep when I knocked on the door, and she came to open it. The moment she saw me, her eyes shed tears, and the next moment she hugged me. We went inside and closed the door.
For the next 5 minutes, we hugged each other with utmost warmth. It was the exchange of pure affection for each other. Both our bodies were sharing the heat that used to generate while having sex. Mansi looked into my eyes and said.
Mansi: Thanks for coming.
Me: I came here for you. I didn’t come for him. It was my goof-up, and I wanted to correct it. So here I am to handle things.
Mansi: You always do. What’s new in this? You have been handling him like his guardian since his college days. Even though he is a father of a kid, he still needs you as his guardian.
Mansi: I hope you had dinner. It’s around 4, and we won’t get anything in the hotel either. I’m so sorry you had to come this far.
I nodded my head with affirmation, answering her questions. We both were tense and didn’t know what would happen next. After getting freshened up, I lit a cigarette to relax while Mansi was sleeping on her bed and adoring me. While smoking near the window, I saw Mansi looking at me with love and affection.
The next moment she invited me by spreading her arms to join her on the bed. I threw the cigarettes, hopped on the bed and went straight over her. Covered both of us in the blanket and went over Mansi vigorously. The climate was cool. It had been quite a long time since we both had sex.
I went straight over her lips and kissed her passionately. I was feeling her breath. In the cold, breathing increases multiple times while getting intimate. We both were rubbing our bodies more passionately. Hugging each other and a race for domination between us had begun.
We fought in bed for the first time to give hickeys and love bites. The moment got so erotic that we both forgot about the situation and what had happened to my friend. I dominated her, went straight over her neck, and gave her a hard love bite. She moaned in ecstasy.
She took hold of my face while looking deep into my eyes and said.
Mansi: Didn’t I say it’s not going to last for long?
I nodded yes, and the next moment she kissed me passionately and kept biting my lower lips. She was showing no mercy over me. Mansi was instigating me to go wild over her. She was scratching my body with her long nails. I was feeling her passion over me entirely.
This hungry lioness was not going to stop. I had to change the gear to take control now. I pushed Mansi onto the bed and came over to her. Pushed both her hands up and locked them above her head with my hands. This time I kissed her passionately and kept biting her lower lips.
She started moaning out my name loudly. I kept pressing her below me. Mansi locked her legs on my waist and pushed me over her more. I stood on the bed and started undressing. Mansi also started undressing herself and was in her bra and jeans.
The moment she removed her top, she folded her hands over her boobs as it was cold. I, too, was in my jeans and was completely naked on the upper part of my body. The layer of cloth was no more, and our bodies were touching each other raw. We were feeling the heat of the moment.
Mansi kept kissing and biting my shoulders while hugging me. I reciprocated the same way on her body. I kept biting her shoulders and neck just the way she did. It was a fight of ecstasy between us. Her nails were scratching my back, and I was pinching her back.
I was beholding so firm that our breathing was getting higher. The cold climate was creating wonders for us under the blanket.
We didn’t sleep until we reported at the police station at 10 a.m. In the next part, I will share the 6 hours of intimacy we both had before reporting to the police station. We utilised the whole time fucking each other. Till then, let me know your response on this part. Keep writing to [email protected].
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