Love, Lust, and Confession: Part -12

After that swapping day, everything became the same. No contact, no talks with Radhika. I got to know from Ananya that my expressions, the fire of my anger that day hurt Radhika.

She was questioning everything, getting into affairs. What she truly wanted, and what it meant to be a partner. She had an affair with me to fill the space created in her. But where that leads, she was trying to answer her questions by herself.

Meanwhile, the truth of my relationship with Ananya had shattered Rahul’s world. He was unsettled and lost. Me and Ananya, now openly began to cherish our bond.

Rahul was reluctant at first. He tried to command Ananya. But what he got is only Rahul understood his place in these transformed dynamics. His lack of resistance to our bond, was telling his subtle acceptance of me in Ananya’s life.

And in one evening, I arrived at Rahul’s place. Rahul was aware of our affair for some time now, from that swapping day. This awareness led to a complex and unusual dynamic.

As I entered the house, I saw Ananya busy in the living room. She was applying her makeup. I asked her, “Hey love, you called! Are we going somewhere outside today?”

“Hey Nikhil, no! We are staying at my home only,” she said while looking up from the mirror.

“Oh, that’s nice too, but why so elegant makeup then?” I asked her. I knew something was cooking in her mind.

“I have an idea for something exciting today,” Ananya replied.

I raised an eyebrow and asked her in excitement, “Great, what is it?” I took a seat next to her.

“Let’s give Rahul a surprise,” she suggested in a whispering voice. She was smiling. I nodded to her, but my curiosity was outraged. I asked her while smiling back, “I am always in. What’s the plan?”

Ananya finished her makeup and stood up, smoothing out her dress. “Just wait and see,” she said with a sly smile.

In those moments, the doorbell rang. It was must be Rahul’s arrival. “Stay inside until I asked to come, okay,” Ananya told me while going to open the door. Ananya’s expression changed to innocence as she went to open the door.

Rahul walked in. He was looking tired from his day at work. He noticed Ananya standing there, all dressed up. Looking at Ananya, Rahul asked in curiosity, “Hey, why so dressed up? Is there any function we have to attend today?”

Ananya played it cool. “No, Rahul, It’s a surprise for you, love.”

Rahul pretended to be excited, but he didn’t press the issue much. Instead, he dropped his bag and headed to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. After a moment, Rahul returned to the living room, looking more relaxed. Ananya was sitting on the couch like she was inviting Rahul.

He went to the couch and sat beside Ananya. Looking at Ananya, Rahul asked, “So, where’s this surprise you’ve been teasing me about?”

Ananya’s smile grew wider. Ananya replied, “Oh, I’m so glad you asked, love. But promise me, you have to accept my surprise.”

“Yeah, but what is it?” Rahul asked while scanning the room around.

Ananya put her hand on Rahul’s chest and replied, “It’s just behind you, Rahul.”

Listening to this, I came to the bedroom door. Rahul turned around, and he saw me standing there. I stood there, my hands folded, with a wicked smile. Rahul’s expression changed from curiosity to shock. “Ananya, I told you not to bring him home,” Rahul said.

Ananya stood up, and with a firm and slightly mocking voice, she replied. “Who are you to stop me? You know our arrangements, Rahul. Don’t pretend like you’re surprised.”

Rahul’s face reddened, and he took a step forward. He clenched his hands into fists. “This is not what we agreed on. You are humiliating me now. This was your surprise?”

Ananya raised her shoulders and with her stubborn expression, she said, “You’re being dramatic now, Rahul. It’s just a little surprise. Don’t be so uptight.”

I was watching it all, and I got it. What was my assignment? I stepped into the middle of the living room. The room fell silent at that moment. Rahul looked humiliated but said nothing more.

Rahul seemed trapped in a situation he couldn’t control. Ananya spoke in a way that made Rahul feel small and inferior. Ananya was making Rahul feel foolish and powerless.

“I told you, Ananya, not to bring him here,” Rahul repeated the same line, his voice cracking with emotion.

Ananya laughed softly. She had a mocking glint in her eyes. She replied, “Oh, Rahul. You know I do what I want, and you can’t stop me.”

Rahul’s face fell, and he looked at me with anger and helplessness. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you? Seeing me like this?”

I didn’t respond, but my presence was enough to make matters worse for Rahul. Ananya took a step closer to Rahul. Ananya said to Rahul in a voice that was dripping with sarcasm, “Oh, come on, Rahul. Don’t be so sensitive. It’s just a little fun. You need to learn to enjoy this moment.”

Rahul’s eyes poured up with tears, but he didn’t cry. Instead, he stood there, frozen in humiliation. “You’re always so serious, Rahul. It’s boring. Nikhil here knows how to have fun, don’t you, Nikhil?” Ananya kept downplaying Rahul.

Honestly, I felt a little bit of compassion for Rahul, but I said nothing. I was enjoying Ananya’s role. I kept letting things happen on its own. Rather, I knew what to do next.

As the tension in the room high, I took a step forward. I locked my eyes on Ananya. Without saying a word, I reached out and grabbed her by the thighs, pulling her thigh to my waist. I put one hand on it. Ananya’s back, let her lean back a bit.

I met my lips with Ananya in a passionate kiss. Rahul watched, his face a mix of confusion, distress, and humiliation. The intensity of the moment was so tense. I had thoughts in mind as this was happening in front of Rahul for the first time.

Strangely, Rahul didn’t intervene, perhaps because he felt powerless or maybe because he had accepted this strange dynamic in his relationship. Our kiss deepened; our bodies were pressing together. Till that, Ananya’s hands wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer.

Rahul’s presence was a reminder of the complexity of the situation, but it didn’t discourage me. Her lips were soft and inviting, and the scent of her perfume was so melodic.

Rahul stood there, frozen in place. His eyes were wide, and his face was faint. He was struggling with his emotions and was torn between anger and acceptance. But he didn’t move or say anything.

While kissing in the living room, Ananya climbed on me and wrapped her legs around my waist. I walked to the bedroom along with her. As we entered, Ananya turned to me and began to undress herself while I followed her.

I undressed as well, and we fell onto the bed. Ananya was sitting on the bed; her back was straight, and her legs crossed. I sat on top of her and wrapped my legs around her body. We adjusted our positions mutually.

Ananya wrapped her hands around my waist, pulling me closer and closer as we sat face-to-face. I said, “So, this was your surprise? You are completely crazy, girl.”

Ananya responded to me with a naughty smile. Saying that I entered my dick into Ananya’s pussy, and we began to move. She was cooperating nicely with my thrusts.

“You are amazing, babes,” I whispered while thrusting her pussy. “Ha, and you are my perfect, Nikhil,” Ananya said while moaning. “Oh, Nikhil, yes.”

In between, I reached out and gently squeezed her boobs. “You’re so beautiful,” I said. Ananya’s hands were roaming over my body. She leaned forward and kissed my neck, chest and lips in intervals.

I was spanking her butts, and Ananya was moaning to each spank louder. “Oh, yes, you are making me alive.” I could feel Rahul outside the room, the sound of footsteps, and his knocking on the door. But we both ignored it.

As we continued, I was reaching the climax, and my breathing became heavy. Then, Ananya spoke, husky and urgent. “Oh fuck, cum baby.” I pulled out intentionally and cum on the bed. I was leaving some memories of us for Rahul to see the next day.

While cumming, Ananya was holding my dick and sucking. Ananya noticed Rahul’s noise outside. She went and opened the door. Rahul asked as soon as Ananya opened the door, “What’s happening?”

Ananya replied in mock. “Oh, my lovely hubby, you are still home. I thought you were out.” Rahul replied in anger and resignation, “No! I am here only, outside.”

Ananya responded, continued her mocking, “Well, then I suppose you heard it all, how he fucked your little slut wife. And you like every bit of it, didn’t you, Rahul?”

“Ananya, it’s just… it’s too much,” Rahul tried to face Ananya. But Ananya crossed him, saying, “Enough, Rahul. Give us some privacy now?” Rahul was silent. I could not figure out what he might be thinking.

Ananya said again, “Don’t mind. I am letting Nikhil stay here for a night. Would you please occupy the guest room today, Rahul?”

Rahul replied, “Ananya, please don’t do this to me.”

I continued to tease him, my voice low and taunting. “You have been so nice, Rahul. You are a real friend, dude. You let us use your bedroom. Good night, mate!”

Ananya was closing the door now, but she stopped. She threw her bra and panties at Rahul, who was standing at the entrance. That bra and panty flew in the air and landed on Rahul’s face.

“Enjoy with these tonight, hubby. But tomorrow, I want these washed. Sweet Dreams!” Ananya said with a laugh.

Ananya thudded the door and locked it from inside. Rahul’s face was helpless. This was something that he didn’t even know before I told you about cuckolds. And he never imagined something like that would happen to him.

That night, we spent the whole night in Rahul’s bedroom. I cherished my bond with Ananya the whole night. I said to Ananya, “I love you, dear, and today’s surprise was really a surprise.”

Ananya replied, “Anything for you, my love.” Saying this, Ananya hugged me, and we continued our lovemaking throughout.

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