Chapter 2: Climax
They return to their place, Ammu’s breaths still ragged, and Ravi’s fick unsatisfied.
back on their seats, Ravi asked her why she ran away from home?
Ammu told him everything, her father's death, money woes. How she felt poor in her own home anymore.
Ravi listened to her, his expression softening with each word.
Once she finished, he took her hand, "You're safe now, Ammu. I promise."
How old is your mom? She is 38. And what does she do? She waits at tables in the nearby dhaba.
it soon gets dark, and Ravi opens a blanket that they can share, they still have another hour to go.
They huddle together under the blanket, Ammu's head resting on Ravi's shoulder, her body pressed against his side. Ravi can feel her heart beating against his ribs, her breath warm on his neck. He drapes an arm around her, pulling her closer, his hand resting on her shoulder.
Ammu looks up at him, her big brown eyes reflecting the dim light of the compartment. "Ravi?" she whispers, her voice barely audible over the clatter of the train.
"Hmm?" Ravi responds, looking down at her
"Will you take care of me? I want to take care of my mom too, and shows him Anita’s pic.” Ammu says.
Ravi looks at the picture, "She's beautiful, Ammu. I'm sure she's worried sick about you."
Ammu nods, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I know. I just... I just need some time to figure things out."
Ravi squeezes her shoulder, "You'll have all the time you need, Ammu.
She looks up at him, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Ravi. I don't know what I would do without you."
Ravi smiles, his thumb brushing away a tear that escapes her eye.
"You don't have to worry about a thing, Ammu. I'll take care of you and your mother. But for now, let's focus on you. You've been through a lot today, and you need to rest."
Ammu nods, snuggling closer to him, her eyes already heavy with exhaustion. Ravi holds her close, his hand tracing soothing patterns on her shoulder as the train continues its journey through the night.
The train pulls into Mumbai Central station with a hiss of brakes, jolting Ammu awake.
She blinks, disoriented, before remembering where she is and who she's with. Ravi's arm is still around her, his hand resting on her waist, his breath steady and calm. She looks up at him, her eyes meeting his, and she feels a warmth spread through her at the sight of his gentle smile.
"Morning, sleepyhead," he says, his voice low and gruff from sleep. "We're here."
Ammu stretches, her body aching from the cramped position they'd been in all night.
Ravi watches her, his eyes darkening as she unwraps herself from the blanket, revealing her rumpled frock and disheveled hair. He can see the outline of her nipples through the thin fabric, and his cock stirs in response.
"Come on," he says, his voice rougher than he intended. "Let's get off this damn train."
They gather their things and make their way off the train, stepping out into the bustling chaos of Mumbai Central station. Ravi leads Ammu through the crowd, his hand firmly on her lower back, guiding her towards the exit.
She can feel the heat of his palm through the thin fabric of her frock, sending shivers down her spine. The station is a whirlwind of noise and color, but all Ammu can focus on is the man beside her, his tall frame towering over her, his scent—clean and masculine—filling her nostrils.
As they step out into the bright morning sun, Ravi flags down a taxi. "Hotel Sea Palace," he tells the driver, before turning to Ammu.
"We'll get you cleaned up and rested there." The taxi merges into the chaotic traffic, and Ammu watches the city rush by, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and apprehension. She can feel Ravi's gaze on her, heavy and intense, and she turns to meet his eyes. "What?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.
"You're a fucking vision, Ammu," he says, his voice low and rough, his eyes roaming over her body. "All tousled and rumpled and sexy as hell." more of her skin than is decent.
The receptionist, a middle-aged woman with a bored expression, hands Ravi the keycard without even looking at Ammu. "Room 307," she says, her voice flat. Ravi takes the card and steers Ammu towards the elevator, his hand never leaving her back.
The elevator doors open with a ding, and they step inside, Ravi pressing the button for the third floor. As the doors close, Ravi turns to Ammu, his eyes dark with desire.
Ravi decides to take this slow, and enjoy deflowering this innocent virgin girl.
He wanted to make this moment memorable for both of them, and he knew that it would be her first time, so he wanted to make sure she enjoyed it too.
The elevator doors open with a ding, and they step out into a long, dimly lit hallway. Ravi leads Ammu to their room, his hand still resting on the small of her back. He can feel her heart pounding, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. He knows she's nervous, but he also knows she wants this. He can see it in her eyes, hear it in her voice.
once they settle down, he tells her to go take a bath. But keep the door open, as sometimes it gets jammed and we don't want you stuck in there.
Ammu nods, and goes inside, feeling a little shy, but also excited. She strips off her clothes, and steps into the shower, letting the hot water run over her body. She can hear Ravi moving around in the room, and it makes her feel safe and cared for.
After her shower, she wraps herself in a towel and steps out, her cheeks flushed, her hair damp. Ravi is sitting on the bed, his back against the headboard, his shirt unbuttoned, revealing his tanned, muscular chest.
He watches Ammu as she steps out of the bathroom, his eyes darkening as he takes in her damp hair, flushed cheeks, and the way the towel clings to her curves. He can see the outline of her nipples through the thin fabric, and his cock twitches in response.
"Come here, Ammu," he says, his voice low and rough. She hesitates for a moment, her eyes wide, before walking towards him, her steps slow and measured. She stops in front of him, her hands twisting the hem of the towel in her fingers.
let’s me explain you some facts. Nothing is going to be free in life. I can take care of both you and your mother, but… ” Ravi paused, his eyes locked onto Ammu’s. “But it’s going to cost you.” His voice was low, almost a growl, sending shivers down Ammu’s spine.
“What do you mean?” Ammu asked, her voice barely a whisper. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.
Ravi reached out, his fingers tilting her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze. “I mean, I want you, Ammu. I want you to submit to me, give me urself, and do what I want . In return, I'll give you and your mother a life you've never had. But you must understand, this isn't charity. It's a trade."
Ammu's eyes widened at his words, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson. She could feel a warmth spreading between her legs, a sensation she'd never experienced before. She licked her lips, her mouth suddenly dry.
"You want... you want to have sex with me?" she asked, her voice barely audible.
Ravi's lips curled into a smirk, his eyes never leaving hers. "Yes, Ammu. I want to fuck you. Hard.
Deep. And often." His voice was a low rumble, sending vibrations through Ammu's body. She could feel her knees buckling, her breath hitching in her throat. Ravi's hand moved from her chin, trailing down her neck, her collarbone, until it reached the top of her towel. He paused, his eyes questioning.
"Is this what you want, Ammu?" he asked, his thumb hooking under the fabric, ready to pull it off. She nodded, her voice lost somewhere in her throat.
do I have a choice, ammi managed to whisper .
you always have a choice, ammi. But know this, if you choose me, you'll have a life you've never dreamed of. You and your mother will want for nothing. But it comes at a price. A price you'll pay with your body, your submission, your pleasure. Ravi's voice was low, seductive, and it sent shivers down Ammu's spine.
She looked at him, her eyes wide, her heart pounding. She could feel the heat between her legs, the dampness in her panties. She wanted this. She wanted him.
She wanted him to touch her, to fuck her, to make her feel things she'd never felt before. She wanted to give herself to him, to submit to him, to pay the price he demanded. She wanted it all.
"Please," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Please, Ravi. It’s my first time, please be gentle"
Ammu's voice was barely a whisper, her eyes reflecting a mix of fear and anticipation.
Ravi's smirk faded, replaced by a soft, reassuring smile. "I'll be gentle, Ammu. I promise. But I warn you, once I start, I won't be able to stop. You're too fucking tempting."
He hooked his thumbs under the towel, pulling it open. Ammu gasped, her hands flying to cover her breasts, but Ravi gently pried them away. "No, Ammu. Let me look at you.
Ravi's voice was a low command, sending shivers down Ammu's spine. She hesitated for a moment, her hands still covering her breasts, before slowly lowering them to her sides. She stood before him, naked and vulnerable, her eyes cast downwards.
Fuck, you're beautiful. Ravi's voice was thick with desire as he took in her perfect, petite body. Her breasts were round and firm, her nipples hard and rosy. Her waist was narrow, her hips flared, leading to a neatly trimmed patch of dark hair between her legs. His cock throbbed in response, straining against his pants.
He reached out, his hands cupping her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples. Ammu gasped, her back arching, pushing her breasts further into his hands. Ravi chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent vibrations through Ammu's body.
"I love how responsive you are, Ammu," he said, his voice a low growl. "Your body is fucking perfection."
He leaned down, his mouth capturing one of her nipples, sucking it in, his tongue swirling around the hard bud. Ammu moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh.
Ravi's hands left her breasts, trailing down her stomach, his fingers finding her wet entrance. He slipped a finger inside her, his thumb rubbing against her clit, making her buck against his hand.
"Fuck, you're so tight, Ammu," Ravi murmured, his voice muffled against her breast. "And so fucking wet." He added another finger, stretching her, preparing her for what was to come.
Ammu whimpered, her body tensing as she felt a slight discomfort. Ravi looked up at her, his eyes filled with concern.
"Are you okay, Ammu?" he asked, his voice soft.
Ammu nodded, her cheeks flushed. "Yes, I'm fine. It's just... it's a little uncomfortable."
Ravi smiled, his thumb still rubbing slow circles on her clit. "That's normal, sweetheart. It's your first time, and I'm stretching you out. But don't worry, it'll feel good soon, I promise."
He leaned in, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue slipping inside, tangling with hers.
Ammu moaned, her body melting into his, her hands clutching at his shoulders. Ravi's hands continued their exploration, one still teasing her clit, the other squeezing and kneading her breasts, pinching her nipples until they were hard and aching.
He broke the kiss, his mouth trailing down her neck, his teeth nipping at her flesh. "I'm going to taste you now, Ammu," he growled, his voice sending shivers down her spine.
He pushed her gently onto the bed, her back hitting the soft mattress, her legs dangling over the edge. He knelt down in front of her, his hands pushing her thighs apart, his eyes locked onto her glistening pussy.
"Fuck, you're so wet," he murmured, his fingers tracing her slit, gathering her juices. He brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking them clean, his eyes never leaving hers. "You taste fucking amazing, Ammu."
Ammu whimpered, her body squirming under his intense gaze.
Ravi smirked, his hands gripping her thighs, holding her in place. He leaned in, his breath hot on her pussy, making her shiver.
"Ravi, please," she begged, her voice barely a whisper. "I've never... I mean, no one has ever..."
Ravi looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire. "No one has ever tasted this sweet pussy?" he asked, his voice low and rough. Ammu shook her head, her cheeks flushing. Ravi's smirk widened.
"Well, then I'm fucking honored to be the first. Now, hold onto something, sweetheart. I'm about to make you see stars."
He dove in, his tongue tracing her slit, flicking against her clit. Ammu gasped, her hands scrambling for something to hold onto, finding the bed sheets and gripping them tightly. Ravi's hands slid under her ass, lifting her, angling her pussy perfectly for his mouth.
"Oh god, Ravi," Ammu moaned, her head thrown back, her body writhing beneath his touch. "That feels...
so good." Ravi's tongue was relentless, swirling around her clit, dipping into her entrance, fucking her with his tongue. Ammu could feel her pleasure building, her body tensing, her grip on the sheets tightening. Ravi's hands squeezed her ass, his fingers digging into her flesh, pulling her closer, devouring her.
"Oh fuck, Ravi," Ammu gasped, her body convulsing as she came, her juices flowing onto his tongue. Ravi lapped it up, his tongue slowing, his touch softening as he brought her down from her high.
Ammu lay there, panting, her body limp, her eyes closed. Ravi stood up, his face glistening with her juices, a smug smile on his face.
"Look at me, Ammu," he commanded, his voice low and thick. She opened her eyes, her gaze meeting his. "You taste fucking incredible," he said, his tongue licking his lips. "I could eat that sweet pussy all day."
Ammu blushed, her body squirming at his words.
Now let’s get to the main course , shall we?" Ravi said, starting to unbuckle his belt, his eyes never leaving hers. Ammu watched, her heart pounding in her chest, as he slowly unzipped his pants, revealing a pair of black boxers straining against his hard cock.
He stepped out of his pants, his boxers tenting as his cock pressed against the fabric. Ammu could see the outline of his thick, long shaft, and she felt a renewed surge of nervousness and excitement.
Ravi chuckled, noticing her gaze. "Like what you see, Ammu?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.
He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his boxers, slowly pulling them down, revealing his stiff cock. Ammu's eyes widened at the sight of it, standing tall and proud, the tip glistening with pre-cum. She had never seen a man's cock before, and the sheer size of it made her nervous and excited all at once.
"Fuck, Ammu," Ravi groaned, his hand wrapping around his shaft, pumping it slowly. "The way you're looking at me, like you want to devour me...
it's fucking sexy," he said, his voice thick with desire. "But I warn you, sweetheart, I'm not a small man. I'm going to stretch you, fill you, fuck you like you've never been fucked before."
Ammu's breath hitched, her eyes wide as she took in the sight of his cock. "I-I don't know if I can... I mean, it's so big," she stammered, her voice barely audible. "Don't worry, Ammu. We'll take it slow.
I promise," Ravi said, his voice softer now, his hand still stroking his cock. "But first, I want to see you touch yourself. Show me how you make yourself come, Ammu."
Ammu's cheeks flushed a deep crimson, her eyes wide with surprise. "What? I-I can't do that," she stammered, her hands twisting the bedsheet.
Ravi's smirk returned, his eyes darkening. "Oh, you can, and you will. It's what I want, Ammu. And remember, we're trading here.
Your pleasure for mine. Now show me, Ammu. Touch that sweet pussy for me."
Ammu hesitated, her eyes darting between Ravi's face and his cock, still standing hard and proud in his hand. She bit her lip, her heart pounding in her chest, before slowly moving her hand down her stomach, her fingers reaching her slick folds.
"Fuck, yes," Ravi groaned, his hand pumping his cock faster as he watched her. "Spread those lips for me, Ammu.
Let me see that pretty pink pussy," Ravi commanded, his voice rough with desire. Ammu obeyed, her fingers parting her slick folds, revealing her glistening entrance. Ravi groaned, his cock throbbing in his hand as he watched her.
"That's it, sweetheart. Now rub that clit for me. Show me how you like it," he growled, his hand pumping his cock in time with her movements. Ammu hesitated for a moment before finding her clit, her fingers circling the sensitive bud. She gasped at the contact, her body squirming as pleasure shot through her.
Ravi's eyes darkened, his hand moving faster on his cock as he watched her. "That's it, Ammu. Fuck yourself with your fingers. Make yourself come for me."
Ammu's cheeks flushed, her body responding to his commands. She slipped a finger inside her, her body stretching to accommodate it. She moaned, her head thrown back, her finger moving in and out of her, her thumb rubbing her clit. Fuck yourself. Make that sweet pussy come," Ravi growled, his hand pumping his cock faster, his breathing ragged.
Ammu's body responded to his command, her fingers moving faster, her thumb rubbing her clit harder. She could feel her pleasure building, her body tensing, her moans filling the room.
"Oh god, Ravi," she gasped, her body convulsing as she came, her juices flowing onto her fingers. "Fuck, that was hot, Ammu. Now it's my turn to make you come."
He climbed onto the bed, his body looming over hers.
Ammu could feel the heat radiating off him, his cock pressing against her thigh, hard and insistent. She looked up at him, her eyes wide with anticipation and a hint of fear.
"Ravi, I'm... I'm a little scared," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ravi's expression softened, his hand cupping her cheek. "I know, sweetheart. But I promise, I'll be gentle. It's your first time, and I want to make it good for you.
I want you to remember this moment, this feeling, for the rest of your life." Ravi's voice was a low rumble, his eyes never leaving hers. He settled himself between her legs, his cock pressing against her entrance. Ammu could feel the heat of him, the thickness of him, and she tensed, her body preparing for the unknown.
Ravi noticed her tension and paused, his hand stroking her hair. "Relax, Ammu. Breathe with me." He took a deep breath, and she followed suit, their breaths syncing.
"Now, let's start again, shall we?" he said, his voice low and soothing. He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue tangling with hers, distracting her from the impending invasion. His hand moved between them, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing slow circles, making her moan into his mouth.
She could feel the head of his cock pressing against her entrance, the sensation foreign and slightly uncomfortable. But the pleasure from his fingers on her clit was distracting, making her relax, making her open up to him.
She could feel her body giving way, her entrance stretching to accommodate him. Ravi was slow, inch by inch, allowing her body to adjust to his size. Ammu gasped, her nails digging into his back, her body tensing as a sharp pain shot through her.
"Fuck, you're so tight, Ammu," Ravi groaned, his forehead resting against hers, his breath coming in short gasps. "I'm sorry, sweetheart.
It's going to hurt a little more," Ravi said, his voice soft yet filled with desire. Before Ammu could respond, he thrust his hips forward, pushing past her virgin barrier, burying himself deep inside her.
Ammu cried out, her body tensing, her nails digging into Ravi's back. The pain was sharp, intense, unlike anything she had ever felt. Tears pricked her eyes, and she bit her lip to stop herself from crying out again.
Ravi paused, his body trembling with restraint. "Fuck, Ammu. You're so fucking tight.
I can feel your pussy gripping my cock like a goddamn vice," Ravi groaned, his voice strained as he held himself still inside her. Ammu whimpered, her body still adjusting to the intrusion, the pain slowly ebbing away, replaced by a strange, unfamiliar fullness.
Ravi gave her a moment, his forehead resting against hers, his breath warm on her face. "Are you okay, sweetheart?" he asked, his voice soft yet filled with concern.
Ammu nodded, her eyes closed, her body still trembling slightly. "Y-yes. It hurts, but...
it's a good kind of hurt," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Ravi sighed in relief, his body relaxing as he felt her relax beneath him. He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a soft, gentle kiss, his tongue slipping inside, tangling with hers. He wanted to distract her, wanted to make her feel pleasure instead of pain.
He started to move, slowly at first, his hips pulling back, his cock sliding out of her tight pussy, before pushing back in, filling her completely.
Ammu gasped, her body tensing as the sensation of being stretched, filled, was both exhilarating and overwhelming. Ravi's hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he set a steady rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of her, his pelvis grinding against her clit with each thrust.
"Fuck, Ammu," Ravi groaned, his voice thick with desire. "Your pussy is so fucking tight, it's like a goddamn glove.
I can feel every inch of you, sweetheart," Ravi growled, his hips snapping forward, driving his cock deep inside her. Ammu's body jerked with each thrust, her breasts bouncing, her moans filling the room. Her hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh, leaving red crescents in their wake.
Ravi's hands moved from her hips, one slipping between their bodies, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing slow circles around the sensitive bud. Ammu gasped, her body arching, her pussy clenching around his cock.
"Oh god, Ravi. That feels..."
"Amazing, doesn't it?" Ravi growled, his fingers working her clit, his thumb slipping inside her, stretching her along with his cock. "I'm going to make you come like this, Ammu. I'm going to make you squirt all over my cock."
Ammu's eyes widened, her cheeks flushing at his filthy words. "You can't... you can't make me do that," she stammered, her body tensing.
Ravi smirked, his eyes darkening.
"Oh, sweetheart, I can and I will. Your body is mine now, and I know exactly what it needs. Just relax and let go."
Ammu bit her lip, her body tensing as Ravi's fingers worked her clit, his thumb pushing in and out of her, matching the rhythm of his cock. She could feel her pleasure building, her body tensing, her moans growing louder.
"Fuck, Ravi," she gasped, her head thrown back, her body writhing beneath him. "I can't...
I can't hold it back," Ammu panted, her body quivering as Ravi's fingers worked her clit, his thumb pushing in and out of her, his cock filling her completely. The sensation was overwhelming, pleasure and pain intertwining, making her feel alive.
"Let go, Ammu," Ravi growled, his voice thick with desire. "Come all over my cock. I want to feel your tight pussy gripping me, milking me.
Come for me, sweetheart. Let go."
Ravi's words filtered through Ammu's mind, and she let go, allowing the pleasure to take over. Her body convulsed, her back arching off the bed as she came, her muscles clamping down on Ravi's cock, her moans mingling with his groans of pleasure. Her pussy flooded with warmth as she squirted around his cock, soaking the bedsheets beneath her.
"Fuck, yes. That's it, Ammu.
That's good. Your body is dripping wet now, your scent filling the room, turning me on even more. I'm going to have you screaming my name, Ammu, I promise.
Ravi ran his hands over Ammu's smooth, sweat-slicked stomach as he sucked on her nipple. He didn't want this moment to end, not when it felt so right, so perfect. He wrapped his other arm around her back, pulling her close to him, breathing in her sweet, intoxicating scent.
I'm not gonna lie, Ammu.
I fucking love how responsive you are. You're like a fucking goddess, being touched by me."
Ammu's mind reeled as she basked in the warmth of his words. She had never felt so desired before. Never had a man taken the time to truly make her feel special, make her body tingle with pleasure like Ravi did.
Ravi continued to slide in and out of her, each thrust sending new waves of pleasure through her body. She could feel her arousal building up again, despite just having come moments ago.
as they lay exhausted, Ravi decided to get Anita too. A mature lover would be lovely, he thought, and decided to go to Amy’s village next day.
He knew it was risky, but he couldn’t resist the temptation to try and fuck Anita. He wanted to see her again, to feel her soft skin, to hear her sweet moans.
The next morning, Ravi woke up early, his cock already hard at the thought of a new conquest. He bought the ticket and told Amy to not go out of the room, and left.
He reached Anita's house in the afternoon. She was surprised to see him, but welcomed him in. Ravi told he he could help find ammu, but he needed to be paid.
Anita was not sure how, as she did not have money.
But Ravi insisted, saying he would help her find Ammu only if she agreed to his terms. Intrigued and desperate, Anita agreed. Ravi smirked, knowing he had her right where he wanted her.
"So, Anita, tell me, what do you think is a fair price for my help?" Ravi asked, his eyes roaming over her body, lingering on her curves.
Anita shifted uncomfortably, her cheeks flushing. "I-I don't know. What do you suggest?"
Ravi leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low, husky tone. "How about a night with you?
A chance to explore that beautiful body of yours, to make you scream my name," Ravi suggested, his eyes gleaming with lust.
Anita gasped, her eyes widening in shock. No, I can't... I won't..." she stammered, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson.
Ravi chuckled, his hand reaching out to cup her cheek. "Oh, Anita, don't play coy with me. I can guarantee ammu will be found safe n sound, but for that u have to agree "
Anita swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest.
She knew she shouldn't, but the thought of seeing Ammu again, safe and sound, was too tempting. She looked into Ravi's eyes, seeing the hunger and desire burning there, and made her decision.
"Okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "One night. But only if you find Ammu."
Ravi's smirk widened, his hand sliding from her cheek to the back of her neck, pulling her in for a searing kiss. Anita gasped, her body tensing as his tongue invaded her mouth, tangling with hers, exploring every inch of her.