Hey guys, Raghav here. I came with the 2nd part of the story. If you still haven’t read the 1st part, then please check it out to continue the story here.
Previous Part: House number #189 – Part 1
In the previous part, you must have gotten the idea of how and why I took the job offer made by Rani and how my first meeting with Naina went. This is the continuation of the last part…
Before I decided to go to bed, I checked my next client’s name once again. “Aditi” I mumbled while turning off the lights. Since Rani didn’t mention the date and time, I assumed my work was still on hold, so I decided to continue my work at the cafe.
The next day, I went for work at the cafe. As usual, Rani visited the cafe and ordered her coffee.
Me: Anything else, ma’am?
Rani: No. Thank you.
Me: Okay.
Rani: Raghav…
Me: Yes, ma’am?
Rani: Why didn’t you go to the meeting with your next client?
Me: But you didn’t mention anything about the day, date, and time.
Rani: I did. Check again…
I took out my phone and checked the message again. The time and date were written above the client’s details. I looked at the clock, and I had just 1 hour to prepare.
Rani: Don’t panic. I’ll drop you this time. Please make sure this doesn’t happen the next time.
Me: Yeah.
I immediately went back to my place with Rani and freshened up myself. I came back to her car, which was parked a little farther from my house. I got in and told Rani that I was ready. Almost about 20 minutes of driving, we finally reached the place.
Me: Wow. The house looks so big.
Rani: Yeah. This is a big client. Refrain yourself from doing stupid things and act like a real experienced mature person.
Me: Do I need to be that careful?
Rani: I said to be professional. She lives with her husband’s family here. So, if you act like a cheap fuckboy, then she won’t let you enter.
Me: Okay.
I stepped down from the car and rang the doorbell. Suddenly, a beautiful woman opened the door. She was wearing a yellow saree. She looked at me and asked who I was.
Aditi: Can you tell me who you are and what is your reason to visit?
Me: Rani…
Before I said further, Aditi pulled me inside the house and closed the door behind me.
Aditi: Can we talk about this?
Me: Yeah, sure.
Aditi: Look. I am not ready to do this. The request was made by my husband, and he’s a complete idiot.
Me: Okay. But why did he do that?
Aditi: I was married to this family when I was 28. Pretty late for an Indian woman, right? But the thing was that my father was indebted to my husband’s father, so I had no other choice but to marry this guy. Before that, I was a working woman, and I had no intention of getting married.
Me: And…
Aditi: Don’t tell this to anyone, please. So, a year ago, our family pressured us into having a baby, but nobody in the house except me knows that my husband can’t get hard looking at me, and he’s gay. He has a boyfriend who is his colleague. We tried to extend our excuses as much as possible, but it seems like my husband is giving up on our act and hired you to get me fucked.
Me: Oh. So, you don’t want to do this. I understand. I should leave then…
Aditi: Won’t you persuade me into doing this?
Me: Why should I? No offense, but you should decide this on your own.
Aditi: Well, I am hanging between do and don’t.
Me: Then ask yourself why you want to do this.
Aditi: Well, it’s a minor thing. The reason I want to do this is to repay my debt to this family and also…
Me: Look. Mrs. Aditi. It’s okay to be open. I am not going to judge you. My job is to fulfill your requests, but not by forcing you to do it in my way.
Aditi: Ummm… then promise you won’t think bad about me.
Me: Promise.
Aditi: I am a virgin… I know this sounds embarrassing, but all my friends are living a happy married life while being mothers. Sometimes I envy them, and this is the reason why I want to get fucked.
Me: Okay. Now tell me the reason you don’t want to do this.
Aditi: For a long time, I had a dream to raise my own family with my husband if I got married. So, when it happened, I totally devoted myself to my husband and his family. Before finding out that he’s gay, I hoped we would have our own kids. So, now I feel like betraying them all just to have sex with a stranger.
Me: Understandable. Now you’ll just have to decide.
Aditi: I told you it’s difficult.
Me: You know when I get into this type of situation, I choose any one of the options and don’t care about the consequences.
Aditi: Can you wait here until I make my choice?
Me: Yeah. If this helps you, then I would like to say something about myself.
Aditi: What?
Me: You are my second client, and I lost my virginity to my first client. I am a 24-year-old guy too. The thing is, I am nervous as you are, so I would be happy with any decision you make.
Aditi: Okay…
She took a while to get to a decision. To lighten her mood, I told her about myself and my first encounter. We laughed at my stupid mistakes, and after that, she finally made a decision, which was a new option.
Aditi: If you’d like, I am willing to date you. I don’t know why you still feel like a stranger. I promise you I will take only a few dates and try my best to open myself in front of you.
Me: That’s fine. There’s no need to hurry.
After that, I took my leave and went back to Rani, who was waiting for me in a nearby restaurant.
Rani: It was fast.
Me: She’s still hesitant. She wants to go out with me for a few days, I guess.
Rani: Okay. I won’t be giving you anymore clients until you end this one. Do you want to eat something?
Me: Are you giving me treats?
Rani: We just happened to be in a restaurant, and I am feeling hungry.
Me: Okay.
While we waited for our food to arrive, I observed Rani. She had a different aura as compared to other women. It’s like she wants to achieve something but also feels guilty about doing that.
Me: Ma’am, why did you start this work? You have your own parlours, right?
Rani: I told you, didn’t I? It’s just a means to earn more money.
Me: Still, it feels like you don’t want to do this. As if this makes you feel disgusted.
Rani: Hmm. You make stupid assumptions.
Me: Hahah. I am still immature. Your ponytail looks good on you.
Rani: Immature? No. You’re not immature; it’s just that you act like that to not hurt others.
Me: Well, you know me.
Rani: 3 years ago, my husband cheated on me with his colleague. He left me and my two kids alone and went with that bitch. I overworked myself in a parlour nearby our house and started taking loans to open one of my own. At first, it was difficult to do it alone, so I asked for help. I went to my husband’s friends, and you know what they offered? Money in exchange for sex. I felt more disgusted with my surroundings, and one day the same woman who destroyed my family visited my salon. I could have taken my revenge on her, but I want my husband to suffer too. I want to own the woman he loves so much, and for that, I needed something more than just a parlour.
Me: You want to make her cheat on your ex-husband.
Rani: Yes. Will you help me?
Me: Do I have any other choice?
Rani: Once we do this, I will not be doing this business anymore, but I will provide you with a nice employment.
Me: You don’t have to do that. I will find it on my own.
Rani: You are a nice guy, Raghav. The other guys I hired always look for a way to get into my bedroom, but you… You just think of me as your boss. Right?
Me: Well, you’re my boss, but I don’t know why they won’t flirt with you. You’re beautiful and still in your prime. Anyone would be dying to date you. Your husband missed his chance with you…
Rani: Hahah. Well, I take your statement as a compliment. Now let’s eat and leave.
After that, we ate food. We left to our respective places, and for the next few days, I went on dates. Nothing intimate happened in between those dates, but Aditi’s behavior changed towards me. After a week of dating, Aditi finally made contact with me.
Aditi: Raghav. Can we meet?
Me: Where?
Aditi: At my place.
Me: Didn’t you say that your in-laws are visiting you?
Aditi: They went back, and I was feeling pretty lonely.
Me: Okay. I will be there in an hour.
After one hour, I reached her place, and Aditi welcomed me inside her house. It was a different feeling, as if I was visiting my girlfriend and not my client. She was walking ahead while holding my hand.
Aditi: I made my decision.
Me: Again?
Aditi: Don’t smile like that. It was actually hard for me.
Me: Fine. So, what did you decide?
Aditi: I want you to sleep with me.
Me: Finally.
Aditi: Don’t laugh. Raghav, I am serious.
Me: Okay.
Aditi: Use protection while we do it. I am still not sure about getting pregnant.
Me: Okay.
Aditi told me to freshen up while she waited for me inside her bedroom. I took a bath and went to her in a towel.
Aditi: Wow. You work out?
Me: Yeah. Mostly at my place. I made these abs myself, I mean without going to a gym.
Aditi: That’s nice.
Me: Yeah.
Aditi: Do you have a girlfriend?
Me: Me and a girlfriend? No.
Aditi: Why?
Me: I don’t know. I never wanted one, I guess.
Aditi: So, you don’t fall in love with women you meet?
Me: Not particularly. I just like them, not love them.
Aditi: That’s a relief. Then, I can use you as much as I can. Right?
Me: No. Please, not my body…
Aditi: Hahaha… your acting is on point. Can I strip you down?
Me: Go ahead. Do it if you want.
Aditi unwrapped my towel, slowly revealing my cock. She grabbed my cock and looked at me with a smile, as if she was waiting for my approval.
Aditi: It is warm and soft. Did you take a hot shower?
Me: Yeah. Cold shower would have shrunk my cock.
Aditi: I could have warmed it.
Me: The condoms are right there on the table.
Aditi took out one condom and put it over my dick. She slowly started playing with my cock and balls. Within a few seconds, I was rock hard with those simulations. I caressed her face and head while she stroked my dick.
Aditi: Won’t you strip me too?
Me: My bad. I am not good at handling my clients, ma’am.
Aditi: Oh, my god. Roleplay?
Me: Roleplay? This cock slave doesn’t know that word.
Aditi: Cock slave, huh. Fine, slave, help your master strip.
Me: As you say, Master.
I slowly pulled her pallu down, leaving her blouse intact. I kept pulling her saree until she was left with her underwear and blouse. She was breathing heavily; she wanted me to kiss, but I was getting bold by not letting her do it. I wanted her to order me.
Aditi: Slave! Are you avoiding me on purpose?
Me: No, ma’am.
Aditi: You stripped me of this and left me wanting you. Take your tongue out now.
Me: Yes, ma’am.
As soon as I took out my tongue, Aditi sucked it inside her mouth and started kissing me. She took my hand and placed it over her butt.
Aditi: Mmmfg. Your kissing sucks, slave. You don’t know how to kiss. Do you want me to teach you?
Me: Please, Master.
Aditi pushed me on the bed and climbed upon me. Her pussy touching my boner, and her heavy chest upon my chest. She kissed me, and for the first time in my life, I felt violated. My mind was asking me for more. I wanted to swallow her saliva, but my hands were being pinned by her hands. I did not open my eyes and enjoyed the intense kissing.
We were like a bunch of kids who were running out of breath while kissing, and the hot air from our mouths was making us horny. We kissed for more than 5 minutes continuously, and when we both opened our eyes, we fell for each other. Both of us had a hunger for each other in our eyes. I rolled Aditi on my side and unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra. Her tits fell out like a bag full of liquid.
Aditi: Please go slow…
She said while I suckled her huge brown areolas. My hand slowly went inside her panty and towards her pussy. She was wet and ready to be fucked.
Me: Should I get started?
Aditi nodded in approval. Her watery eyes told me she wants to feel good. I decided to take it slow since it was her first time. I went down and started licking her pussy to make her want more and licked it until she cried with moans. I was sad as I was not a pro guy who could make her squirt just with my tongue, though.
I accumulated my mouth with some saliva and spat over her pussy to use it as a lubricant. My saliva kept drooling over her clit. Aditi, on the other hand, covered her face with a pillow because she was feeling shy and embarrassed. It was my first time taking someone’s virginity, so I decided to go as slow as I could and not hurt her. I climbed upon her and placed my dick on her pussy. I pulled the pillow out of her face.
Me: Ma’am, please let me know if it hurts. I will try my best, so trust me.
Aditi took a deep breath and nodded in agreement. I slowly entered her tight pussy, and as I went in, she squeezed my arms. Maybe she felt pain when I inserted it, but later on, I started thrusting slowly.
Me: Are you comfortable?
Aditi: (Nodding in no)
Me: Should I take it out?
Aditi: No. Keep fucking me.
Her pussy was draining my energy. Her soft yet tight pussy was stimulating my cock inside her. The more good she felt, the tighter she squeezed my cock. I thought I wouldn’t be surprised if I went longer than 5 minutes. I gritted my teeth and kept trying not to climax.
Aditi: Are you okay? Aaah… Raghav…
Me: Yes. Your pussy is squeezing it tighter.
Aditi: Sorry.
Me: It’s okay. This happens when you feel good. Are you feeling good with my cock?
Aditi: Don’t ask these questions to me. You know it’s embarrassing.
Me: Fine. Should we take a break?
Aditi: Huh. So soon?
Me: If we don’t, I may not keep up for long.
Aditi: Okay.
I pulled my cock out, and it was all covered with Aditi’s juices. She wanted to take a look at her pussy, but I didn’t let her, since she would panic to see the aftermath of her lost virginity. If you know what I mean.
I gently lifted her chin and kissed her. She wrapped her hand around my neck and locked me while kissing. I was rock hard again. I told her to turn around and get up on all her fours.
Aditi: Like this?
Me: Yeah. I will gradually increase my pace. Is that fine?
Aditi: Okay.
Me: If it hurts, let me know.
Aditi: Okay.
After she set herself in that position, I started fucking her, gradually increasing my pace. Slowly, her pussy started making wet sounds like slapping a puddle of water with your palms.
Me: Is it good?
Aditi: Hhhng…. Y-yes… I…ahh… am feeling good.
I was getting excited hearing her sweet moans. It was like having sex with an inexperienced milf who’s trying out something new. Her ass looked juicy as I pounded her pussy.
Aditi: Ra… Raghav… can we stop?
Me: Why? Are you feeling uncomfortable?
Aditi: No. I feel like peeing. I want to go to the washroom.
Me: You can do it here?
Aditi: Here? On the bed? No.
Me: Fine, let’s go.
I picked Aditi up, locking my arms under her thighs. My dick was still inside her.
Aditi: Wha… What is this? Put me down. This is so vulgar and embarrassing, Raghav.
Me: I am feeling good. I can’t stop. You’ll have to pee while I fuck you.
Aditi: No… but it feels…good…aah.
I took Aditi towards the toilet and stood in front of it. I started thrusting deeper, and suddenly Aditi pushed my dick out of her vagina. She peed over my dick onto the toilet. Her toes curled with pleasure. I slowly let her get down and hugged her from behind.
Aditi: I never thought I would feel so humiliated. But… It felt so good while doing it.
She said while turning around and kissed me again. I took her to bed again and fucked until I came. I pulled my cock out of her pussy.
Aditi: You came this much for me?
Me: Yes. It was amazing.
Aditi: Look at the place. Is that blood on my sheets?
Me: I guess so.
Aditi: I finally lost my virginity?
Me: Yes. Congratulations.
Aditi: Oh, I feel weak now. Can we be like this for a few minutes?
Me: Yes. I guess.
Aditi: I am certainly not feeling any pain, just that I can still feel your cock inside me.
Me: Really? I never heard that.
Aditi: No. It’s a good warm feeling.
Me: Oh, then that’s fine.
Aditi: We just did it for 15 minutes, but it feels like we ended up so soon.
Me: Other guys would have done it for hours. I am not used to sex…
Aditi: Raghav. Do you want to practice sex with me?
Me: Regularly?
Aditi: No. Regularly will bore us. How about doing it on alternative days? I will help you improve.
Me: Okay. But you will have to talk to my boss.
Aditi: Rani? Yes. I do have to thank her too. I will hire you for a lifetime after all my so-called husband is paying for this.
Me: Hahah. Sure.
So, that was how my day ended with my second client. Aditi persuaded me to have lunch made by her own hands before letting me leave. We exchanged numbers, and later that day, I received a call from an unknown number…
“Raghav. It’s me, Naina…”