Both of us were sweating, bodies stuck together, kissing and panting as I collapsed on her chest, my cock still buried inside her as our hearts pounded against each other. She wrapped her arms around me, kissing my shoulder, her breath hot against my neck.Shwetha whispered softly, almost out of breath, “Vish… that was insane… I’ve never felt anything like this.”I smiled, brushing her messy hair back and kissing her forehead.
“You were perfect… fuck, I don’t even want to pull out of you.”She giggled weakly, still trembling, her legs tightening around me like she didn’t want to let me go. “Stay like this… just hold me.”We lay there naked, our sweaty bodies still pressed together, my cock slowly slipping out of her soaked pussy. Her chest rose and fell fast against mine, her nipples brushing my skin with every breath. For a while, neither of us spoke—just the sound of our heavy breathing filling the room.Then Shwetha turned her head slightly, her eyes distant. “Vish…” she whispered, her voice breaking.Me – “Hmm? What’s wrong, baby?”She swallowed hard, her fingers tracing circles on my chest. “I… I feel guilty. For a moment, it hit me—I’m married, you’re younger… what we just did…” Her voice cracked.I lifted her chin so she had to look into my eyes. “Shwetha, don’t. Nothing about this was wrong. We wanted this. You gave yourself to me because you needed it as much as I did. It wasn’t dirty… it was real.”She blinked, her lips trembling. “But Vish… what if I get pregnant?”I smirked, running my hand down her bare back, squeezing her ass gently. “Then maybe destiny wants a part of me to stay with you forever.”She gasped and smacked my chest lightly. “Idiot… I’ll take a pill. Don’t worry.”I rolled her under me again, kissing her hard, my cock brushing her thigh and I whispered in her ear, “Baby, this isn’t over. Get ready for round two… I want to fill you again and again, unlimited times before you take that pill.”She looked at me with a half-smile, still breathless. “Vish, not here.” She traced her finger down my stomach, stopping just above my cock, then smirked. “Let’s go to our room… and fuck properly.”Her words made my cock twitch back to life instantly. I kissed her deeply, then we both got off the bed, still naked for a moment before pulling on our clothes. She fixed her hair in the mirror, cheeks glowing red, while I zipped up my jeans with a grin that said I wasn’t done.Without another word, we slipped out, walked down the hallway, and stepped into her bedroom. She closed the door behind us, locked it with a soft click, and leaned against it, biting her lip.The night wasn’t over—it was just beginning…I’ll end this episode here.If you’re curious about what happened after we came back to Bangalore—how we started sneaking around behind her husband’s back, how we had our own honeymoon, how she ended up carrying my baby, how we celebrated our anniversary, and even the nights I took her deeper during pregnancy—then wait for the next part.And hey… I’d love to know what you think. Maybe you’ve felt something like this in your own life, maybe you’ve dreamed about it, or maybe you’re just curious to talk. Sometimes the wildest stories are the ones people never tell out loud.If you feel like sharing, or just want to reach out (who knows where a conversation can lead 😉), you can write to me at [email protected].