The Challenge 3: Renewed Agreement
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Note: If you have not read it before I would like to inform you that this story is continuation of The Challenge series. So if you wish to get the clear picture of the story then I recommend you to read the previous stories after reading this one. Also these stories of Challenge series are very dear to me so please understand that the story is less fun and more like a real one. RAJ – It was a chilly evening, close to the sunset. My entire body was shivering with cold but there was a unique warmth on my lips. She ensured that, by prolonging the kisses as long as possible. We were standing on a scantily populated roadside. There were people passing by, staring as they walked, but none were offended enough to interrupt us. I was distracted by that at first but then she started playing with her tongue inside my mouth and I was instantly hypnotized. We were kissing with full tongue action mixing our saliva, doing the oral pleasure in public. She was holding my head pressing it hard on her lips while I had my arms around her waist. I hesitated but then she pushed my hands further down, insisting on me to cup her butt-cheeks over the glittery black one piece dress she was wearing. I was able to feel her soft bum though covered by a thick fabric dress. Gathering enough confidence I swiftly lifted her dress to reveal her sexy black underwear. It was a fat garment covering her entire ass but the fabric was a thin transparent mesh that exposed her butt crack to the passers-by. Now, people were stopping to take out their cameras. That was the cue for us to move to a lonelier place. She stopped me pulling away from my hand and then took me across the road inside a building compound. I followed her like a puppet as at that moment my mind was occupied with just one thought. “I am really happy to see you return home Reeti, after a year and a half. I missed you so much.” Reeti was a 23-year-old girl whose virginity I took two years ago. It was a week long sexual adventure. The result of that she was hooked on to me. We were having casual sex for months since then. We never missed even a single opportunity. There was not a day when we were free but didn’t do it. But then things become complicated when she said she loved me. I had no other option but to end it. I hoped she would understand, I explained it to her and wanted to continue the way we were living. But she was gone, crossing many seas to a land unknown to me. Inside the someone’s building compound whom neither of us knows, she hinted to resume the action. She kissed again and without hesitation, I pulled up her dress and shoved my left hand inside her underwear cupping her bare butt cheek. I really love kissing perhaps even more than sex. So when she initiated the kiss I was into it and had no intention of stopping as long as she wouldn’t say so. Soon she started feeling the loss of breath and so I moved on kissing her neck. Sliding down, going lower, little by little. Close to her cleavage, I unzipped her dress from behind with my right hand while my left was still busy inside her panty. Assisting me she pulled down her dress just enough to expose here bra-less breasts. Those were the best breast I’ve ever seen, pressed and played with; swollen-big with pink nips. Immediately I started fondling them. Squeezing the flesh gently while rubbing the nipples to make them hard. Then like a straw inside a coconut, I started sucking on him. She was enjoying it and so in return, she started rubbing the bump in my pants. She unzipped them and instantly my dick fell out like a loyal servant. I wasn’t going to last long had she rubbed hard and fast. So when she was a few strokes down I started violently playing with her tits so that she focused on being pleasured. She was liking it and her loud moans were proof. Then suddenly she froze, “Oh no!” She exclaimed as milk started to ooze out of nipples. I should have known this, seeing her breast size she must be holding a lot of milk. That is why they were so appealing and had a glow so that someone would want to suck on them. It was an open invitation so without a word I started sucking on the left, drinking her sweet milk. I thought she would be aroused even more by this sexy move, but I was wrong. “Wait I can’t.” She said detaching my mouth from her tit. “I can’t do this. I have a baby and a husband.” She explained. “Here we go again! Just when I started enjoying it…” I thought to take a few steps away and looked at her. “Thanks for cheering me up back there. But I can’t cheat on my husband.” She said while zipping back her dress. Then coming close she gave a soft kiss on my lips. That’s when she felt my penis hitting her belly. “But I can help you get rid of this erection.” She said going on her knee to suck till I exploded in her mouth. It was quick, pleasing, but insulting as she spat my cum on the ground. “What a waste.” I thought, “All because of Reeti’s stupid idea.” After parting ways with this woman I went back to the restaurant where I was sitting with Reeti earlier. I went to the same table but she was nowhere to be found. I waited for some time but then I gave up hope and walked away. The only thought in my mind then was “Where is Reeti?” REETI – “What a stupid idea it was.” I thought while my ass was getting pounded by the restaurant owner. I certainly got bolder after the stay in foreign. I was being fucked in the restaurant kitchen by the owner while rest of the staff were preparing dishes. Still, I was okay with it. ” I was having a perfectly nice dinner with Raj then why did I ruin it with…” I said to myself. I was the one to blame here. While eating we saw a woman, dressed royally for a party, come to talk to the owner. They talked for a while which led to an argument. They were very loud for all the customers to hear and ended with the woman throwing a bowl of noodles, a waiter was carrying, on the man’s face. Clearly, they were husband-wife. Drawing Raj’s attention towards them I said: “look at them fight over a small misunderstanding.” “Yes. So?” He asked. “I think we should help them resolve their conflict.” “How?” He asked. “By making them feel guilty…” I said taking a dramatic pause. But seeing his confused expression I continued, “I think you should convince that woman to have sex with you. Use your charms to persuade her. She will agree with some action and then once done she will realize her mistake and feel guilty. Problem solved! I’ll do the same with her husband.” I explained to him. “I hope things are good on Raj’s part with the wife cause this old fart husband has no guilt whatsoever. The moment he saw a naked pussy, he had to hit it.” I thought while he continued to drill me. I wasn’t enjoying his small dick inside me. But I was doing all this for Raj. Two years ago, when we I messed up our casual sex agreement, he came up with a solution. He suggested me to have sex with more men so that I can have better control over my emotions. He told me to take it up as a challenge. But even after sleeping with a few different men, my feelings for Raj remained unshaken. This is why I decided to leave. “At least now Raj will know that I am up for any challenge,” I said to myself as I felt that fat guy cumming on my back. Quickly I took a naughty selfie and sent it to Raj. For hours he didn’t look but by night he replied not with words but with a thumbs-up sticker. I though he liked it which is why I continued with the same behavior. On a Friday I went to a shopping mall with Raj. While in the changing room I called Raj who was standing outside holding the clothes I wanted to try on. “Can you call the mall customer attend please?” I asked. “Why?” he asked. ” I need something from him,” I said. He said okay and went away. A few minutes later there was a knock. “Excuse me, Ma’am, do you need me?” He asked. I looked from the gap below to ensure no one else was around. Then opening the door sufficiently I pulled that helper guy in. It didn’t take a lot of effort to convince him to fuck me then and there. I was doing this only to send a photo to Raj while I was in action. I received another thumbs up from him instantly. Then later he took me home as if nothing happened. Saturday morning, I went to the nearby temple with Raj, dressed as if we were a newly wedded couple. I wore a bright red Kurta with a big neck, a matching pyjama and a dupatta to cover my cleavage. All was fine until purposefully while putting money in a donation box, I dropped the dupatta showing off my cleavage to the people who could see. After that, we stayed in the temple for at least ten to twenty. For that whole time, I am pretty sure that the two temple caretakers raped me with their eyes. Raj noticed that and seemed okay with it. Sunday evening, I was alone at home so I called Raj over for dinner. I wanted to prove that even I can cook well. Anther reason why I called him was to introduce him to one of my best friends Riya. Unfortunately, she came to my place with her new hunk boyfriend. When comparing the two guys, I realized that Raj doesn’t stand a chance. So somehow I managed to take Riya’s bf away and kept him occupied with me in the bathroom. Sending another selfie to Raj I said, “This is your chance to impress Riya. Seduce her!” We were gone for over half an hour still when we returned Raj and Riya were sitting as if they are strangers. Even after pulling all these stunts I wasn’t able to connect with Raj. Every time, I failed to understand what was going in his mind. Even though we were far apart from each other, I still loved him. But I wasn’t able to understand what he wanted from me. RAJ – “What does she want from me?” I asked myself while sitting alone in my apartment one evening. I was scanning through all the ‘selfies during sex’ she sent, thinking about her intentions. Every time we met and I tried to talk to her, but then she changed the subject taking a dare on herself to sleep with some stranger. “What does she want to prove?” I thought to watch another photo. This happened a couple of days ago. I received a call from her that her brother is sick so we need to take him to the doctor. She asked me to drive them there. At the clinic, her brother got checked while I stood out. A few minutes later Reeti sent her brother out saying she had something to talk to a doctor. We waited for other five-ten minutes. She didn’t come but her message did. That is why to clarify all doubts all called her to my place. It was 6 p.m. when the bell rang. She came wearing a sexy pink sari with silver border and matching silver earrings as if on a date. Meanwhile, I was dressed like a homeless guy regular T-shirt and a track pant. I asked, “Do you have any other plans for tonight?” She simply nodded ‘No’. I had no further questions and so making her comfortable on the couch, I went to the kitchen. There was formal silence until on the dinner table we spoke. It was more like a building up the argument. Raj: Reeti, I’ve been wanting to tell you this for many days now. I really missed you when you weren’t here. Reeti: Why? Didn’t you get a girlfriend or anything? (mischievously) Raj: No, I didn’t. Reeti: Why? But then changing the topic, Raj: What is the meaning of this? (Showing her all the selfies she sent.) Reeti: Isn’t that what you wanted? Raj: What? I never… Reeti: To see me sleep with other men so that what happens between us stays casual. Raj: I did, then, but not now. Because… Reeti – Because, what? Raj – Because… I love you. It was weird and wrong for me to say this but I did. After all, the heart wants what the heart wants. That is what I realized only after she was gone. I wanted to say this the first time we met but she didn’t give me a chance. Later I refrained myself thinking this isn’t what she wanted, she might have moved on. But her casual selfies that she sent, despite the fact that I ‘thumb-upped’, it was hurting me. There was a complete silence when I said this to her. We quietly ate out dinner and then cleaned all the dishes and the dining table. All that time I wanted to ask her what she was thinking, but I was hesitant. About a year ago I turned down her proposal of love and now that I was saying it, I feared that she might reject me too. After the final warp up was done I picked up my car keys and called Reeti as I was supposed to drop her home after dinner. I called her a couple of times but she didn’t respond. I looked for her everywhere in the house but couldn’t find her. “Did she leave by herself?” was the thought that came to my mind. I called her phone but she didn’t pick it up. I was disappointed to see her run away like that. “What else was going to happen?” I said to myself thinking of the obvious outcome while smacking my head. Dejected I went to my bedroom to sleep or perhaps cry a little before going to bed. But there she was… Reeti, wearing just my white shirt lying in my bed, waiting for me. “I’ve been waiting for you to say that for the last two years,” she said smiling at me. She then unbuttoned the shirt to reveal her gorgeous naked body. “I’m all yours,” she said. In a desperate rush, I took off my clothes saying, “Today no foreplay, no romance. I was waiting a very long time for this.” Then hopping on to the bed I fucked her to oblivion. I woke up and it was 10’O clock in the night. “Wake up I need to take you home?” I said. But she changed her plans and decided to stay overnight. While we laid naked in bed, I took her hand in mine and kissed it saying, “What would I do without you?” She looked at me with a mischievous expression and said, “Without me, you would have either joined some bhabhi fuck fan club to learn about her sexual adventures or would have stalked another bhabhi seeing her have sex with other men.” I was shocked to hear her say this. The only words that came out of my mouth were incomplete, “What? how did you? How? Did you?” She smiled and replied, “Do you really think I don’t know that you post your stories on ISS website under the username ‘hronyman69’. I’ve read all of them. Especially the ones you wrote pretending to be me.” This was something horrible secret of mine that came to light. Thankfully she was okay with it as she said, “How about from now, we write our new story together, because…” Then staring hard at each other we said it at the same time, “… I love you.” and then we kissed. It was a very passionate kiss. I did no tricks with my tongue but let the moment take control. While being engaged in a lip lock I stuffed my penis in her vagina and fucked her slowly treasuring every moment of pleasure like any romantic couple would do. This was still weird and wrong as no matter what I say to convince myself, Reeti is still my cousin. -END- Thank you for spending your time to read this story of mine. Any feedback you can give is helpful. If any girls/women have read this story and the others in the Challenge Series. Please help me get over this incestuous relationship. I beg you. Mail me at [email protected] This might come under the category of incest but for the sake of the story and to keep the suspense intact I hope it to stay in the couple category. Raj M.