Previously :
Richa, 31, came to visit Komal after a long time. That night, Aamir got to have fun with Richa in his room.
Now :
As Aamir hugged Richa from behind and tried to sleep, Richa remembered the first time she had sex with a man to that she wasn’t married.
“Aamir?” Richa called Aamir. Aamir was silent. She turned her face towards him.
“Baby, sleepy already?” Richa asked, rubbing Aamir’s right cheek with her right palm.
Aamir opened his eyes and smiled with Richa. He then took her right hand with his and kissed it a few times before pressing her palm against his cheek.
“You remind me of Javed, a friend of my husband. He was also very aggressive like you.”
“Oh yeah? Tell me about what happened with him,” Aamir said.
“I first met him six years ago,” Richa started telling the story.
Six years ago, on a Sunday in June:
Richa was a virgin until her marriage at the age of 25. Soon after marriage, Richa moved to Delhi with her husband, Abhijeet, “Abhi.” There she came to know a friend of Amit named Javed.
Javed was a gym owner and instructor. This gym floor had a back room that Javed had prepared to allow him to stay the night in case it was necessary. The room had a bed, a table, two chairs, and a washroom attached to it.
Javed asked Richa to come the next evening at 6 pm ready for exercises so he could prepare a schedule for her.
The next day, Richa went there, wearing a sports bra, a t-shirt over it, and tight three-quarter leggings. When Richa hit Javed’s gym, a few people were working out here and there.
Richa went to the dressing room, put aside her t-shirt, and was ready to work out. When Richa entered the hall, wearing her sports bra as her top and three-quarter leggings as her pants, men turned to look at her. She liked this new attention.
Javed looked at Richa greedily and had already started plotting to fuck her.
“Okay, today, you’ll have to do these exercises in these set repetitions and use these weights,” Javed said, handing a piece of paper over to Richa.
“Hmm, this looks a bit hard, Javed. I don’t know if I’ll be able to do all these exercises today, using these weights and at these repetitions.”
“Okay, you start, and we’ll see what we can get done today, okay?” Javed said.
Richa started. After the last member for the day entered the gym, Javed put a ‘CLOSED’ sign at the door to prevent more members from coming in.
Javed didn’t rush Richa to finish the workout. He allowed her to take time. So by the time she was at the end of the workout, it had already started getting dark, and nobody else was around except for him and Richa.
Also, he had intentionally added weights and repetitions that are too much for a beginner-level lifter like Richa. It caused Richa to ask for Javed’s help multiple times during the workout. This allowed Javed to touch Richa’s body throughout the workout in the guise of helping her lift.
When Richa needed help with the bench press, Javed held her elbows and pushed her hands up. But he didn’t keep his palms in the same positions on her arms. Instead, he rubbed his palms over her arms, pretending to find the right place to support her lifting.
Javed got the best feel of Richa’s body when she was doing squats and needed his help. He stood behind her, put his arms around her waist, and held her somewhat tightly against himself. He moved up and down with her.
All of this was turning Richa on. While squatting, she had started to also feel the growing bulge in Javed’s pants.
But Richa was from a strict family, so instead of showing Javed how horny she was, she decided to get him in trouble.
First, she went to the washroom and, from there, called Amit.
“Yes, Richa?”
“Abhi, are you busy?”
“I just left the office. Why?”
“Can you come and pick me up from the gym, Abhi? There’s something important I want to tell you.”
“Okay, about what?”
“About your friend, Javed.
“Just come and pick me up, Abhi. I’ll explain everything then, okay?” Richa said in a frustrated tone.
“Okay,” Abhijeet said in a confused tone. Richa dropped the call.
Then she went back to the gym. There was nobody else there except her and Javed. Javed came to her and started talking.
“Okay, you did well today, Richa. Now, I guess it’s time I closed the gym for today.
“You can go, get a wash, and get dressed while I go and take the car.”
“Why would you need the car?”
“To drop you at home, of course. It’s dark now. You shouldn’t be out alone.”
“It’s okay. I can take care of myself,” Richa said rudely, leaving Javed confused for a few seconds.
“Oh… but it’s dangerous–.”
“Maybe not as much as being alone with a strong pervert in his gym,” Richa suddenly said.
“Excuse me?”
“Oh, you think I didn’t understand your little trick to feel me up, Javed? You gave me a hard workout on purpose. So you’d have to come and help me and use that as an excuse to feel me up!”
“I didn’t mean to–.”
“Javed, enough! You know what, I’m going to go and explain everything to my Abhi, your friend, and my husband. Let’s see what he’s going to do, then. Oh, and by the way, he’s already on his way here.”
This was when Richa got to experience a side of Javed that she never thought he had. Javed’s face turned furious. With both hands, he instantly grabbed Richa by her neck and pinned her against the wall.
“Strong pervert, right? Well, maybe a weak bitch should have watched her mouth around a strong pervert!” Javed shouted at Richa’s face.
Richa started gasping for air, trying to push away Javed’s hands. Javed kept holding her for some more time. By the time Javed let go of Richa’s neck, she slid against the wall and sat on the floor lifelessly.
Javed bent down and, with his right hand, grabbed Richa by her hair.
“Get up, bitch!” he commanded, pulling her to her feet.
“Aah,” Richa moaned painfully, clinging onto Javed’s forearm.
“Come here!” Javed said, pulling Richa towards the back of the gym hall.
“Javed! What are you doing!?” Richa asked in astonishment, but Javed didn’t answer.
Javed opened the room at the back of the hall and pulled Richa into it.
“Ah,” Richa gasped as she fell face first onto the bed.
Javed jumped on top of Richa.
“A–!” Richa made a sound, opening her mouth and her eyes wide, feeling the impact of Javed falling on top of her.
“You show me attitude. I’ll show you attitude!” Javed said as he grabbed Richa’s hair and pressed her face against a pillow nearby.
“Mm, mm,” Richa made a sound.
After a few seconds, she started hitting the mattress with his fists. Then, he pulled her face away and took his mouth close to her left ear as Richa took a deep breath.
“How do you like that, huh?” Javed said and shoved Richa’s face towards the mattress.
“Come to my gym, do my schedule,” Javed said as he unhooked Richa’s sports bra and pulled it off her torso and her arms.
“Take my help, and show me attitude,” Javed said as he pulled her leggings and panty off her legs.
Now, Richa was lying fully naked on the mattress.
“A woman who knows me well never shows me such attitude, and you’re about to find out why,” Javed said as he started to take off his clothing.
After getting fully naked, Javed sat on the bed by Richa. By now, Richa’s attitude had completely vanished, and only her horniness was left. But still, she pretended not to want it.
“Javed, stop,” Richa moaned, trying to turn upwards as Javed leaned over her.
“Oh yeah?” Javed said as he held Richa’s wrists with his hand and pinned them against the bed over her head. Javed then touched Richa’s pussy, which had started flowing already.
“Why are you wet then, huh?” Javed said as he pressed his right middle and ring finger together into Richa’s pussy.
“Ahh…mmm,” Richa moaned, biting her lips and closing her eyes.
After pushing his fingers in as much as possible, Javed moved his hand up and down.
“Ah…aah! Shit! Fuck!” Richa moaned, opening her eyes wide and struggling in Javed’s grip.
Soon, Richa shivered, her eyes rolled, and she had her first orgasm right then and there.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh…fuck,” Richa moaned, coming into Javed’s bed.
Richa finished coming, and slowly closed her eyes, calmly laying on the bed. Javed, still having Richa’s hands pinned against the mattress, got on top of her ass.
Then, using his left hand to hold Richa’s wrists in place, with his right hand, Javed positioned his gland against Richa’s pussy, and slowly entered her from behind.
“Ahhh,” Richa moaned, opening her eyes wide again.
After fully entering Richa from behind, Javed held Richa’s arms from behind. Having her pinned against the mattress in this position, he started fucking her.
“Ah, ah,” Richa moaned each time Javed entered her. Javed’s arms were straight, so his entire body weight was on Richa’s arms. Richa’s arms were burning, but she was too horny to care.
The position was making Javed tired fast. His sweat was falling all over Richa. After a few minutes, he paused and lay on top of her. Richa was moaning. Javed was panting. Richa’s face was turned to her left side.
“How do you like that?” Javed moaned into Richa’s left ear and licked her cheek.
Richa smiled. After a few seconds of rest, laying on top of Richa, Javed started fucking her again.
Meanwhile, Abhijeet had come to the gym. Seeing the gym closed and in the dark with nobody around, he called Richa again. Her phone was ringing on the gym floor, where she left it before being dragged away. Nobody was around to hear it.
Abhijeet was surprised to hear Richa’s ringing tone from within the gym, so he decided to try to open the door.
The door wasn’t even unlocked.
“Richa? Javed?” Abhijeet called. There was no answer.
He then switched a light on the gym floor and called Richa again. Richa didn’t answer, but he saw where her phone was. He collected her phone from there.
“Hmm, where’s she?” Abhijeet thought, looking around. That’s when he saw Javed’s phone on his table.
He collected his phone from the table and went towards the back of the gym, where the dressing room and Javed’s private room were. As he was getting close to Javed’s room, he started hearing a man growling and a woman moaning from within.
Abhijeet couldn’t believe what he was hearing. But he didn’t try to barge in. He had known Javed for a long time. He knew he’d not stand a chance against Javed if he weren’t caught completely off guard.
So, instead of barging in, he tried to open the lock without making too much noise. Surprisingly, the door wasn’t even locked. Abhijeet slowly peeked in and saw…!!
At first, he felt angry. But as he kept looking at it, without doing anything, he started feeling horny. Javed had his back to the door, so he didn’t notice Abhijeet entering.
He was also too invested in fucking Richa that he didn’t remember to lock the door. Richa was well out of her senses, consumed by lust. Abhijeet slowly closed the door and kept listening to the sound from within the room.
He first tried to resist it, but soon, consumed by lust, he pulled out his cock, and started masturbating right then and there.
Meanwhile, Javed was tired of fucking Richa in the prone sex position.
“Aaah…I’m coming,” Javed finally moaned.
Meanwhile, Abhijeet was outside, masturbating.
When he heard Javed moaning that he was coming, Abhijeet knew the door would open soon enough. He quickly pulled his cock into his pants, zipped it, and went outside as if nothing had happened.
Meanwhile, Javed was still pumping Richa, insulting her.
“You fucking slut. One day I will take you to the Bengali mohalla where I came from. And you’ll be fucked every day by strong men, like me, till you collapse. And you’ll enjoy all of that. And then, when all of them are done with you, I’m taking you across the border..!
“You’ll have no life other than getting fucked by strong men while their women are busy giving birth to strong men like them and me!”
This was the one thing that was turning Richa off. She didn’t like being insulted. Javed was the first man, the only man, that Richa was sleeping with other than her husband, Abhijeet. She felt dirty, listening to all these insults.
But, once the insults stopped, it didn’t take long before Javed sped up, and Richa’s horniness returned. After a few more hard thrusts against Richa’s pussy, Javed came right into her.
Richa came to her right senses but was still too weak to shake Javed off.
Javed released his full load into Richa’s pussy, and fell to his right side on the bed, releasing Richa.
Richa turned upwards, panting. Then, she looked at her pussy, overflowing with her and Javed’s juice. Seeing what Javed had done, Richa’s eyes widened. “Oh my god! What have you done!?” Richa exclaimed.
To be continued.
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