Chapter 3: At the theatre
The multiplex was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of popcorn and the faint hum of the projector. The theatre was nearly empty, save for a few scattered couples who seemed more interested in each other than the movie playing on the screen. Riya and Rahul sat in the back row, their bodies pressed close together as they watched the flickering images on the screen.
Riya's heart pounded in her chest as she felt Rahul's hand slip under her saree, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip. She looked at him, her eyes wide with anticipation and a hint of nervousness. "What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the movie.
Rahul, “you teased me a lot last night, I could not sleep Riya.” I told you it should be my fingers instead of yours…”
he whispered, his voice low and husky, his breath hot on her ear.
Riya shivered, her body responding to his words. She turned to face him, her eyes filled with desire. "You want to touch me, Rahul?"
Rahul nodded, his eyes locked onto hers. "I want to touch you everywhere, Riya. I want to make you feel things you've never felt before."
Riya's breath hitched as she felt Rahul's hand move higher up her thigh, his fingers brushing against the lace of her panties.
She looked at him, her eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and nervousness.
Rahul leaned in closer, his breath hot on her ear. "I'm going to make you feel so good, Riya," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "I'm going to make you forget all about that fucking movie."
Riya's heart pounded in her chest as she felt Rahul's fingers slip beneath the lace of her panties, his touch sending shivers down her spine. She bit her lip, trying to suppress a moan as he began to stroke her clit gently.
His touch was electric, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her body. "That feels so good."
Rahul grinned, his fingers moving faster as he watched her squirm. "You like that, baby? You like it when I touch your pussy?"
Riya nodded, her eyes locked onto his. "Yes," she hissed. "I fucking love it." He could feel himself growing harder, his desire for her becoming impossible to ignore.
Rahul unzipped his jeans, so that Riya could access his cock better.
She could see the outline of his hard cock through his boxers, and she couldn't wait to feel it in her hand. She reached out and pulled down his boxers, freeing his cock from its confines.
Rahul's cock was thick and long, the head already glistening with pre-cum. Riya licked her lips as she looked at it, her pussy throbbing with anticipation. She wrapped her hand around the base of his cock, her fingers barely able to touch around his girth. She stroked him slowly, her eyes locked onto his as she watched him squirm.
"Fuck, Riya," Rahul groaned, his hips bucking slightly as she stroked him.
Riya smiled, her eyes locked onto his as she continued to stroke his cock. "You like that?" she purred, her voice low and husky. "You like it when I touch your cock?"
Rahul nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Fuck yes," he growled. "I love it."
Riya's hand moved faster, her grip tightening as she stroked him. She could feel his cock throbbing in her hand, his pre-cum leaking out and coating her fingers. She leaned in closer, her breath hot on his ear as she whispered. Rahul kept his fingers worked no on her clit, while with his other hand pulled Riya close and locked her lips with a kiss . She moaned into his mouth, her body writhing as his fingers worked their magic on her pussy. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body tensing as the pleasure built inside her.
"Fuck, Rahul," she gasped, pulling away from his kiss. "I'm so close. I'm gonna come."
Rahul growled, his fingers moving faster on her clit. "Come for me, Riya," he commanded. "I want to feel you come all over my fingers."
Riya's body tensed as she felt her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave.
Rahul's fingers continued to work their magic on her clit, drawing out her pleasure until she was left panting and spent.
"Fuck, Rahul," she gasped, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. "That was... incredible."
Rahul grinned, his fingers still buried deep inside her pussy. "I'm not done with you yet, baby," he said, his voice low and husky. "I want to feel you come again. I want to feel your pussy squeezing my cock."
Riya's eyes widened as she realized what he was saying.
"You want to fuck me here?" she whispered, looking around nervously. “No, not here”, Rahul said.
but if you want my cock in your pussy, you will have to agree to my conditions.
You will have to do everything I say, without question. And you will have to be quiet, so we don't get caught."
Riya bit her lip, her heart pounding in her chest as she considered his words. She knew it was risky, but the thought of Rahul's cock inside her was too tempting to resist. "Okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I'll do whatever you say."
Rahul's grin widened, and he leaned in closer, his breath hot on her ear. "Good girl," he whispered.
you will go home today, and tell Raj, that I am still hesitant. You will need to spend more time with me, without him questioning. You will have to continue this just like an affair, even after you conceive. You will be my love toy, and let me take you wherever, whenever I demand.
You will not refuse me, and you will not tell Raj about this. If you agree to this, I will make you feel things you have never felt before. I will make you come so hard, you will forget your own name."
Riya's heart raced as she considered Rahul's words. The thrill of the forbidden, the danger of getting caught, and the promise of intense pleasure had her body aching with desire. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I agree."
Rahul's grin was wolfish, and he leaned in, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss. His tongue explored her mouth, tangling with hers as his hands roamed her body.
He then told her, “you have a housemaid, Priya, right? Her husband has left her, and she stays with you guys?” Rahul asked, while still playing with her nipples .
Riya nodded, “yes, she stays with us. She is a good girl, she won't say anything.”
Rahul smiled wickedly, “good. Because I want to fuck you in your own house, Riya. I want to make you scream my name while Priya is just a room away.”
Riya's eyes widened, but she felt a surge of excitement at the thought. “You want to fuck me at home?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
Rahul nodded, “yes. And I want you to be my little slut, Riya. I want you to do everything I say, without question.
You will be my little slut, my plaything. And Priya will be our little secret, our audience."
Riya's heart raced at the thought of Rahul's plan. The danger of it excited her, the thrill of potentially getting caught sending shivers down her spine. She nodded, her voice barely a whisper. I'll do whatever you say."
Rahul's grin was predatory, and he leaned in, capturing her mouth in a bruising kiss. His tongue forced its way into her mouth, exploring every inch as his hands roamed her body. He cupped her breasts, squeezing them roughly before moving down to her hips, pulling her closer to him.
“But in order to ensure her complete silence, I will have to be able to control her too”, Rahul said.
“I want to fuck you for the first time in your own bed, like our first night, and for that I need to ensure priya is compliant to our plans”.
Rahul said as he pulled away from their kiss.
Riya's body was still tingling from their passionate encounter in the multiplex. She could feel the heat radiating from Rahul's body as he spoke, his voice low and husky. She nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. "What do you want me to do?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
Rahul's eyes darkened with desire as he looked at her. "I want you to be my little slut, Riya," he said, his voice filled with lust. "I want you to do everything I say, without question.”
I will be at your house tomorrow, but I want you to leave me alone with priya for @30 mins. You just need to step out either way some excuse… can u do that for me?
Rahul asked, his eyes locked onto hers.
Riya nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. "Yes," she whispered. "I can do that."
"Tomorrow, when I come over, I want you to be ready with the plan" he growled, his voice low and husky.
but for now, I am going to finger you to the next orgasm.
I want to see you squirm and moan like a little slut for me. I want to hear you beg for more.
Riya's breath hitched as Rahul's fingers slipped inside her again, this time two fingers deep. She bit her lip to suppress a moan as he began to move them in and out of her wet pussy.
"Fuck," she gasped, her hips bucking against his hand.
Rahul grinned, his eyes locked onto hers as he continued to finger her. You like it when I fuck your pussy with my fingers?"
Riya nodded, her eyes filled with lust. Then why don’t u pull down your panties? And hand them over to me? Rahul asked, his voice low and commanding.
Riya looked at him, her eyes filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. She bit her lip, then slowly hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down. She stepped out of them and handed them over to Rahul.
Rahul took them, bringing them to his nose and inhaling deeply. "Fuck, you smell so good," he growled. "I can smell your pussy on them."
Riya blushed, her heart pounding in her chest. She watched as Rahul stuffed her panties into his pocket, then reached out and grabbed her by the hips, pulling her closer to him.
His fingers dug into her soft flesh, leaving red marks that she knew would be there tomorrow. She didn't care. She wanted him to mark her, to claim her as his own.
"Fuck, Riya," Rahul growled, his voice low and husky. "You're so fucking wet. I can feel it on my fingers."
She moaned, her head falling back as he continued to finger her. "Yes," she gasped. "I'm so fucking wet for you."
Rahul grinned, his eyes locked onto hers as he pulled his fingers out of her pussy. He brought them to his mouth, licking them clean. "Mmm," he hummed.
"You taste fucking delicious, Riya. I can't wait to taste your pussy properly."
Riya's breath hitched as she watched Rahul lick her juices off his fingers. The sight of him tasting her was incredibly erotic, and it made her pussy throb with desire.
With that rahuls other hand found one of her nipples and he squeezed them hard, making her moan… “Fuck Rahul…” she said as she felt a sharp pain mixed with pleasure.
Rahul smiled wickedly and said “I want to mark you Riya, as my own. I want to see my marks on your body tomorrow.”
Riya moaned again as Rahul's fingers continued to work their magic on her clit, while his other hand squeezed and pinched her nipples hard.
The pain mixed with pleasure was intense, and she could feel herself getting closer to the edge again.
"Fuck, Rahul," she gasped, her body writhing as he brought her to the brink of orgasm. "I'm so close."
Rahul grinned wickedly, his eyes locked onto hers. She cried out, her back arching as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
Rahul's fingers continued to work their magic, drawing out her orgasm until she was left panting and spent. He pulled his fingers out of her pussy, and she could see them glistening with her juices.
"Fuck, Riya," Rahul growled, bringing his fingers to his mouth and licking them clean. "You taste so fucking good.
Riya's eyes widened as she realized what he meant. "You want to... to eat me out?"