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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby \u2014 an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please\u00a0write to me<\/a>\u00a0and the pictures will be taken down \u2014 no questions asked. <\/em>
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Aditi could hear the key turning in the lock, and her heart did a little dance in anticipation. She had been waiting all day for him to return, counting down the hours and minutes to their reunion. It started when she woke up this morning and found the other side of the bed as cold and empty as it had been for the past month. But all that was going to end now. He was finally home!<\/p>\n\n\n

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The door swung open, and there he was: Rohan, her love, the best sex ever (well, almost), her everything. He looked jetlagged, his hair slightly disheveled, a faint smile playing on his lips as he pushed the two suitcases ahead of him and closed the door. When he turned around, he saw her rushing to him, arms outstretched, her long, dark hair flying as she lunged at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan let go of the bags, wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her off the ground. She giggled, her captivating brown eyes sparkling with delight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I missed you,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his before deepening into a passionate kiss with lots of tongue. It was as if they were trying to make up for lost time, their tongues dancing together in a familiar rhythm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan groaned, putting her down gently but not letting go. He couldn’t get enough of her, the curves of her body fitting perfectly against his. “I missed you too,” he murmured, his voice husky with longing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He started to walk her backwards towards the bed, their bodies still pressed together. “More than you know.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi grinned, her fingers already busy unbuttoning his shirt. “Yeah? Because I’ve been counting the hours.”<\/p>\n\n\n

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Rohan chuckled, leaning down to nip at her earlobe. “Well, I’ve been counting the days ever since the flight to San Francisco took off a month ago.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Their clothes were a flurry of fabric, tossed aside with abandon as they made their way to the bed. Rohan’s hands explored every inch of her skin, like he was reacquainting himself with a favorite piece of art.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You’re so beautiful,” he breathed, his eyes tracing the curve of her hip, before he kissed his favorite part of her body — the small heart-shaped mole on her shaved pussy just above the opening. Aditi shivered at his touch, her body already aching for him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Unconsciously, her hips moved, guiding her pussy to his hungry mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan’s tongue, knowing exactly what she liked, began to tease her clit, circling it gently before flicking it firmly. Aditi gasped, her hands fisting the sheets beneath her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh God, yessssss…..” She groaned in pleasure, arching her back, pushing herself further into his mouth, her body begging for more.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Rohan obliged, his tongue dipping inside her, tasting her sweetness. He could feel her body tensing, her breath hitching, and he knew she was close. He slipped two fingers inside her, curling them upwards, and began to stroke her G-spot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi let out a long moan, her hips bucking against his hand. The sensation of his tongue and fingers working in tandem was almost too much to bear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her body started shaking and before long she was rocked by an earth-shaking orgasm. Rohan kept eating her pussy, making her orgasm last.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“Rohan… please…” she begged, her voice thick with desire after her orgasm passed, when he wouldn’t stop licking her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He looked up at her, his eyes dark with lust, “Please what, baby?” he asked licking his lips.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Fuck me,” she said, her voice barely a whisper. “I need you inside me.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A slow smile spread across his face, and he crawled up her body, kissing every inch of skin until his lips were on hers. She could taste herself on him, and it turned her on even more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Not so fast,” he said when they broke the kiss, “you know I never last the first time. Since I ate yours, it’s only fair that you eat mine,” he said guiding his erection to her mouth .<\/p>\n\n\n

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Aditi smiled and took him in her mouth, her tongue swirling around his tip. She knew he was sensitive there, and she loved watching him squirm. She took him deeper, her lips stretching around his length.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan hissed, his hips bucking slightly, his fingers twining in her hair. “Fuck, you’re good at that,” he groaned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi hummed around his cock, the vibration making him curse. She could feel his body tensing, and she knew he was close. She bobbed her head faster, her hand stroking his base.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Aditi…I’m gonna cum,” Rohan warned, his breath ragged and his grip on her hair tightening. But Aditi didn’t stop, she wanted to taste him, wanted to feel his release in her mouth. She looked up at him, her big brown eyes locking with his, and it sent him over the edge.<\/p>\n\n\n

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With a groan, he came, his cock pulsing as he filled her mouth. Aditi swallowed him down, her eyes never leaving his, a sense of satisfaction washing over her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan looked down at her, a mix of awe and lust in his eyes. “Fuck, that was…amazing,” Rohan finished, his voice still rough with desire. He pulled Aditi up to him, kissing her deeply, tasting himself on her lips. She melted into him, her body already craving more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I missed that taste,” she admitted, her fingers tracing the lines of his chest. “But I missed this more.” She wiggled against him, her naked body rubbing against his.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan groaned, his cock already starting to harden again. “You’re insatiable,” he said, but there was no complaint in his voice. He loved how much she wanted him.<\/p>\n\n\n

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They’d stopped using condoms when she went on the pill about a year ago, and moved in with him. Aditi loved the feeling of him, bare and uninhibited inside her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Roll over,” Rohan instructed, his voice still thick with desire. He wanted to feel her from behind this time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi complied, her heart pounding in anticipation. She knew what was coming, and her body was already ready for him. She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes filled with desire.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan positioned himself behind her, his fingers tracing the curve of her ass before he guided his cock to her entrance. He slid in slowly, his eyes locked on where they were connected. Aditi pushed back against him, taking him deeper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan let out a low groan, his hands gripping her hips tighter. He began to move, his hips rocking against her ass, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy with deliberate slowness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You feel so good,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “So fucking good.”<\/p>\n\n\n

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Aditi bit her lip, pushing back against him harder. She loved the feeling of him filling her up, the sensation of his cock hitting all the right spots inside her. She could feel her body building up towards another orgasm, the pressure already coiling up inside her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan, as if sensing it, reached around and started to rub her clit, his fingers moving in sync with his thrusts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi gasped, her body tensing, her hips moving in time with his. “Rohan… I’m close,” she warned, her voice barely a whisper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan increased the pace, his body slapping against hers, his cock hitting her G-spot with every thrust. He could feel her body stiffening, her breathing hitching, and he knew she was close.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Come for me, baby,” he growled, his voice low and husky.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Aaaaahhhhhh!” was all she could say in reply as her body started shaking with her second orgasm of the night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan kept pounding into her, feeling her pussy clench around him, milking him as she came.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Aditi’s orgasm triggered his, and with a loud groan, he came inside her, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his cum. They both collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat and their breaths ragged.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan pulled out of her, his cock still semi-hard and glistening with their mixed juices. He spooned her from behind, his arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her close. Aditi snuggled back against him, her body still humming with satisfaction.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan kissed the back of her neck, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on her hip. They lay like that for a while, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, their bodies still connected by the lingering heat of their passion.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“I didn’t think I’d missed you this much,” Rohan whispered into her hair, his voice soft and content.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi smiled, her eyes fluttering closed as she savored the moment. “Me neither,” she confessed. “It’s been a long month.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan chuckled, his chest rumbling against her back. “Tell me about it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I’ve been counting down the days since you left for San Francisco,” Aditi murmured, her voice barely a whisper. She loved this part, the quiet moments after sex where they would talk and laugh and just be.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan kissed her shoulder, his stubble grazing her soft skin. “I’m sorry I was gone so long. You know how those work trips are.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi hummed in response, not wanting to ruin the moment with complaints. She knew Rohan was right, his job often took him away from her, but she always hated the goodbyes and the emptiness that lingered in the apartment when he was gone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She snuggled deeper into his embrace, her body still warm from their lovemaking.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“How was San Francisco?” she asked, changing the subject. “Any interesting stories to share?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan hesitated for a moment before he spoke, “It was… eventful.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi lifted her head slightly, her curiosity piqued. “Eventful? That’s vague. Spill.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan chuckled, his fingers tracing patterns on her stomach. “I met someone. A guy named Vijay.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi propped herself up on her elbow, looking back at him. “A guy? You did it with a guy?!?!?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Noooo!” Rohan said bursting out laughing, “totally not what I meant.” Aditi playfully hit him on the arm, “Hey, don’t laugh at me. You had me there for a second.” She grinned, her dark eyes twinkling with amusement.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan shook his head, still chuckling. “Sorry, babe. I really did meet a guy though. He was with his ‘neighbor with benefits<\/a><\/strong>‘ at the club. Some girl named Angie.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi’s grin faded, a strange tension settling in her stomach. “Neighbor with benefits<\/a><\/strong>. That’s an interesting term.”<\/p>\n\n\n

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Rohan shrugged, his fingers resuming their lazy tracing on her hip. “Anyway, that’s not even the interesting part.” Rohan said, trying to bring the focus back to his story. “Angie<\/a> was… something else. She was this bombshell, all of 23 years, a single mom, all curves, and she had this way of making you feel welcome and comfortable.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Trying to make me jealous are you?” Aditi asked pouting. She trusted him and knew him better than to doubt him. She grinned and bit her tongue. Holding her ears in an exaggerated apology she said, “ok, ok, sorry for interrupting your story. Go on.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“As I was saying, she has this way of making you feel comfortable. She was telling me all the details about how they met, how his erotic stories seduced her and how they have been in this casual ‘only sex’ arrangement because he doesn’t believe in relationships and she isn’t ready for one. The next thing, she is asking if I have girl back home.” Rohan chuckled, shaking his head at the memory. “I told her about you, of course. She seemed impressed.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk on her lips. “Impressed, huh? What did she say?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan laughed, “She said, and I quote, ‘He’s a lucky man, having a woman like you in his life.'”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi’s smirk turned into a full-blown grin. “Well, she’s not wrong. You are a lucky man.” She kissed his shoulder, her voice teasing.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Rohan wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer. “But that’s when things started getting weird. She had done most of the talking. Clearly an introvert, Vijay hadn’t said much, but as I showed them your photo on my phone, I saw his face lose all color.” Rohan paused, his voice taking on a thoughtful tone. “It was like he’d seen a ghost or something.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi’s grin faded, her eyes narrowing in concern. “That’s weird. Do you think he knows me?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan shrugged, his fingers tracing patterns on Aditi’s shoulder. “I am sure he doesn’t. He’s in his mid-40s or something and hasn’t been to India in years. I have no idea how he recognized you, knew your name and so many intimate details about your body.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi’s brow furrowed, her mind racing with questions. This was starting to freak her out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Intimate details about my body? Like what?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She could feel the hairs on the back of her neck standing up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan sighed, running a hand through his hair. “He mentioned my favorite mole in the world. He said you hate condoms. He knows once is never enough for you.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I was so freaked out, I almost lost it. Angie had to intervene or I have no idea what I would have done. She sent him for a walk and made sure I calmed down. She said she was as freaked out as I was, and, knowing Vijay and seeing his face, he was too. By the time he returned, curiosity had replaced my anger and I wanted to know how he knew so much about you. That’s when he told me about his dreams.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“I haven’t been to Mumbai since my teenage years,” Vijay said, “and I have never lived in this apartment from my dreams. It’s this room I see on the roof of a chawl or apartment building that I live in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I love the room because it gives me exclusive access to the rest of the roof. When I look down the flight of stairs leading to the roof, I see the door of an apartment on the lower floor. That’s where Aditi lives. No, not your Aditi. The girl in my dreams who is a splitting image of your Aditi.” Vijay said, looking at the photo intently before telling Rohan a few of his vividly erotic dreams about Aditi.<\/p>\n\n\n

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The first dream starts with Vijay reacting to shouting and chaos from a lower floor and stepping into the doorway of the roof. He sees Aditi standing at the door of her apartment, screaming at a guy her age. The guy isn’t Rohan. While Vijay doesn’t remember guy’s face clearly, he has much darker skin, is shorter and built like a tank — clearly a body builder or wrestler or something.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Even from this distance Vijay could see the slight swelling and red welts on her cheek where the guy had slapped her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi was crying and yelling, telling the guy to leave. But the guy just kept pushing her back into her apartment, stepping closer to her every time she tried to push him away. Vijay could feel his anger rising, his fists clenching at his side.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I think I heard the lady ask you to leave,” Vijay said in his dream starting to climb down the stairs purposefully.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Both Aditi and the guy were startled. The intervention seemed to chair the dynamics. Vijay stood on the stairs staring at the guy. After a long silence, the guy turned to Aditi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“This isn’t over,” he said before heading for the elevators.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi watched him leave, tears streaming down her face, her heart pounding in her chest. Her eyes didn’t leave the guy till he stepped into the elevator after screaming something at her that Vijay couldn’t hear. Only when the elevator doors closed did she look up at Vijay, still standing on the staircase.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Are you okay?” he asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi shook her head, her body trembling with sobs. “No,” she whispered, “I’m not. But that’s my business. I am not a damsel in distress. I can take care of myself. But I am not ungrateful either. Thank you for doing just what you did and no more.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Raising his hands in surrender, he said, “I didn’t for a moment think I was saving you. But it was getting kinda noisy and distracting up there.”<\/p>\n\n\n

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Not expecting that reply, she laughed in the middle of her sobbing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Thank you again.” she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Anytime,” he said and returned up the stairs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi wiped away her tears, took a deep breath and entered her apartment. The front door slammed shut behind her. She leaned against it, her back sliding down to the floor. She cried for a long time, her body shaking with sobs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That evening, answering a knock on his door, he was surprised to find Aditi standing there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I thought a lot about what happened earlier,” she said confidently stepping into his room when he opened the door. The timid beaten up girl gone and replaced with a confident young woman.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“While I meant what I said about knowing how to take care of myself, I am no fool to think I can overpower that Gorilla. I have a few tricks up my sleeve, but it doesn’t hurt to have backup.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“That’s smart thinking,” Vijay said, agreeing with her reasoning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“So I am here to ask you a favor,” she said reaching into her purse and pulling out a key, “would you mind keeping this? It’s my apartment key. It’s not an invitation. Just a backup measure just in case things get out of control in the apartment and not outside like today.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What makes you think you can trust me?” Vijay asked.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“I didn’t say I trusted you,” she said smiling, “I don’t even know you. Which reminds me, I didn’t even introduce myself. I am Aditi.” She extended her hand towards him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Vijay.” He said shaking her hand. After a beat he asked, “So why are you trusting me with a key to your apartment?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi shrugged. “I told you, I don’t trust you. But I’m not stupid either. You’re a stranger, yes, but you’re also someone who’s seen me at my most vulnerable and didn’t take advantage of it. That counts for something. Besides, if you tried to rob me while I am at work, you will be disappointed. You probably have more here in this room than I do in my apartment.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vijay looked at her for a moment, his eyes searching her face. “You’re something else,” he said finally, a smile playing on his lips.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He took the key from her and held it up. “Alright, Aditi. I’ll keep this for you. And I am a lot of things, but I am not a thief.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Thank you, Vijay,” she said, her voice softening. She looked at him for a moment, her eyes tracing the lines of his face. “You know, I’ve never told anyone this before, but there’s something about you. Something… familiar.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vijay’s smile faded, his eyes meeting hers. “I feel the same way,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Like I’ve known you for years.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi nodded, a small smile on her lips. And then, just like she stormed into the room, she stormed out, leaving a lingering aroma of her presence behind.<\/p>\n\n\n

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The next thing Vijay remembers in the dream — not sure if it’s the next day or weeks later — is standing in the doorway of her apartment. She’s on the floor with her Gorilla boyfriend standing over her, clutching his groin in agony. Clearly her kick had landed. But he had beaten her up good in the time it tool for Vijay to react to the screams he heard, run down the stairs and open the door with the key she had given him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The guy looked at Vijay, confused and in pain, then at Aditi and then again at Vijay. “Who the hell let you in?” he asked, taking one hand off his crotch, he pointed towards the door, “Out. Now.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

the guy screamed at Vijay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Not happening,” Vijay said, stepping into the room. “Not until I know she’s okay.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That’s when she landed a second kick, right where his hand had been a moment ago. The second blow brought him down. He collapsed creaming in pain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vijay couldn’t help smiling. She wasn’t kidding when she said she had a few tricks up her sleeve. To the guy he said, “are you leaving or do you want me to join the party and make sure that equipment never works again?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Let him figure out if he can get on his feet first,” she said getting off the floor and dusting her clothes. She had visible bruises on her arms and face and yet, but she wasn’t ‘beaten’.<\/p>\n\n\n

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The next thing Vijay remembers of that dream is Aditi at his door that night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I don’t think I thanked you properly earlier,” she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was dressed in a sheer nighty that clung to her curves with nothing underneath. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her dark hair was cascading down her back, and her big brown eyes reflecting the moonlight pouring in from the window behind him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vijay just stared. Her eyes went from his to a different part of his body that had reacted instantly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Smiling, she said, “are you just going to stand here pointing that thing at me or are you going to invite me in and put it in me?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Not waiting for an answer, she pushed him aside and glides into his room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The next thing Vijay remembers is the two of them naked in bed and him kissing the mole on her pussy.<\/p>\n\n\n

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The kiss moves from the mole to the top of her opening. She groans, spreading her legs wide. He slides his tongue up and down her slit before taking her swollen clit in his mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Aaah, yesss….” she moans, thrusting her hip driving her pussy into his mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He licks and sucks her clit gently, his fingers finding her opening. He slides a finger inside her, feeling her pussy contracting around him. He adds another finger, and starts to move them in and out, matching the rhythm of his tongue on her clit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi is moaning continuously now, her hands clutching the sheets. “Right there… Vijay… yes… that’s it… right there…” She’s giving him instructions, and he’s following them perfectly. His fingers and tongue are working in tandem, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He can feel her muscles tensing, her breath hitching, and he knows she’s close.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Aditi lets out a scream, her body convulsing as an intense orgasm rips through her, her pussy exploding in a squirting orgasm. Vijay doesn’t stop, he keeps licking and devouring the fountain of honey while fingering her until her body stops trembling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi looks up at him, her face flushed and a smile of naked contentment on her face. “That was… that was amazing,” she murmured, her voice hoarse with passion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He climbs up her body and settles himself between her legs. He kisses her, his tongue exploring her mouth, sharing the taste of her pleasure with her. Aditi wraps her arms around his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair. She loves how dominant he is, how he takes control and makes her feel wanted.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“Fuck me,” she whispers, her voice filled with desire, “and please don’t pull out.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“There’s a problem,” he said even as he positions his shaft at her entrance and starts rubbing it against her opening, “I can’t at once. If we do this, we do this again and again, all night long.” he said, his voice low and hoarse with desire.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Who said anything about just once?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vijay chuckled, his cock already lubricated with her juices from his earlier oral prowess, “don’t say I didn’t warn you” he said before pushing his hardness into her depths in one swift push.<\/p>\n\n\n

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They both moaned in unison, Vijay from the sheer pleasure of being inside her and Aditi from the stretch and fullness she always felt when they were connected.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh God, yes,” Aditi moaned, her hips moving to meet his thrusts. He felt so good inside her, filling her up completely. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You’re so tight,” Vijay groaned, his hips moving in a slow rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Aditi could feel every inch of him, her body stretching to accommodate him. She loved the sensation of him filling her up, his cock hitting all the right spots inside her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You feel so good,” Aditi moaned, her hips moving in time with his. She loved the feeling of him inside her, the way he touched her, the way he made her feel. She could feel her body tensing, her breathing hitching, and she knew she was close.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vijay picked up the pace, his hips moving faster, his cock slamming into her with more force.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Aditi could feel her body tightening, her breath coming in short gasps, her moans growing louder. She was close, so close.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Vijay… I’m gonna… I’m gonna come again,” she panted, her fingers digging into his back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They both cried out at the same time, their bodies convulsing as their orgasms crashed over them, wave after wave of intense pleasure rolling through them. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Thick cum flooded her depths. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her as it shot spurt after spurt of hot cum into her. She felt the river trickle down to mere drops and then stop. But he didn’t. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He kept pounding her, his cock showing no sign of going limp.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Vijay flipped her over on her belly, “I told you, I can’t go just once,” he growled, his voice hoarse with desire as he entered her again doggy style.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This went on throughout the night. He kept fucking her over and over relentlessly. It was a dream and anything is possible in a dream right? <\/p>\n\n\n\n

But that wasn’t the only dream.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In another one, he was standing at the edge of the roof looking down. It was the height of the Indian monsoon and the rain was coming down hard. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He sees Aditi returning from work, walking hurriedly towards the apartment. In spite of the umbrella, she is drenched.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Her hair is plastered to her head and her wet saree is cling to her body like a second skin, outlining every curve. She looks up and sees him looking at her. She smiles before disappearing out of sight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sighing, Vijay — also dripping wet from standing in the rain — heads back to his room. He strips off his t-shirt and boxers when there’s a knock on the door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He smiles knowing who it is. Just in case he is wrong, he wraps a towel around himself and opens the door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Have any dry clothes,” she asks standing in a seductive pose in the open doorway, “all my clothes are in the laundry,” she adds in a naughty tone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“No,” Vijay replies dropping his towel, “but I have other ways to keep you warm.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The rest of the dream is a repeat of the previous with him fucking her relentlessly all night long.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dream after dream, the situation changes, the circumstances change, but it inevitably leads to her at his door, then in his bed and them fucking like animals through the night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“This is so weird,” she said, once Rohan had finished narrating Vijay’s dreams.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I know right?” he said, shaking his head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You have no fucking idea,” she replied, sitting up in bed, pulling the bedsheet to over her nakedness, “you wouldn’t have a picture of this guy would you?” She asked.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Rohan looked at her for a moment, his eyes searching her face. “Why do you ask?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi bit her lip, her eyes avoiding his gaze. “No reason. Just curious,” she lied, her mind racing with thoughts of the man from her dreams.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan shrugged, “As a matter of fact, I do, ” he said, pulling out his phone and navigating to the photo gallery. “Here it is,” he said, handing the phone to her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi took the phone, her heart pounding in her chest as she looked at the picture. It was a group photo, taken at a club in San Francisco. Angie was in the middle, broad grin on her face. On one side of her was Rohan, looking drunk and on the other was the man that sent shivers down her spine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi’s heart was pounding as she looked at his familiar face — the strong jawline, the piercing eyes, the brooding expression. She had seen him before, in her dreams. She had felt his touch, his lips on hers, his body claiming hers. But he was a stranger, someone she had never met in real life. Until now. How was this possible?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Aditi?” Rohan asked, concern etched on his face. “Are you okay? You look pale.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi snapped out of her trance, her eyes meeting Rohan’s. She forced a smile, handing him back his phone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I have to tell you something I have never told anyone before.” she said , her voice barely a whisper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan looked at her, concerned. “What is it? You know you can tell me anything.”<\/p>\n\n\n

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Aditi took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never spoken about her dreams to anyone, not even Rohan. But she needed to tell him now. She needed to share this burden she had been carrying.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I have seen that face,” she started, her voice hesitant. “Not in person, but I have these dreams. They’re very… vivid. And intense.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Dreams? Like his dreams?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi looked away, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She took a deep breath before continuing, “Yes, like his dreams, but different. I dream about him too. And… and it’s not just a dream. It’s like… like he’s really there with me. I can feel him, taste him, hear him. It’s so real. I wake up from orgasms only to find my bed soaking wet. Every single dream has saved me. My life, my career. Every time, I was on the cusp of making a wrong decision, I have dreamt of this man. I used to think of him as my wet dreams savior.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan watched her, his expression a mix of concern and confusion. “Aditi, what are you saying?”<\/p>\n\n\n

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“I know it sounds crazy. But it’s true. I’ve been having these dreams for years, but only when I am about to take a wrong decision.” Aditi continued, her voice quivering with emotion. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“In my dreams, he’s always there, stopping me from making a mistake. In one dream, I was about to accept a job offer that would have ruined my career. I woke late that morning and missed the job interview. There was a scandal about the company a month later and it went under.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“In another dream, I was supposed to catch a train early in the morning and set my alarm for 4 am. I never even heard it. I woke up from an orgasm at 9 am, having missed a train that derailed a few hours later.” <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looked at Rohan, her eyes pleading with him to understand, to believe her. “I know it sounds crazy, but it’s true. Every time, it happens just before I’m about to make a wrong decision.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rohan listened to her, his expression serious. He wanted to believe her, wanted to understand, but it was all so fantastical. He took her hands in his, giving them a reassuring squeeze. “Aditi, I believe you. I don’t understand it, but I believe you.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The sun was barely up, casting a soft, golden glow over Rohan’s apartment. The room was quiet, save for the gentle hum of the refrigerator and the distant chatter of birds outside the window. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aditi stood in the middle of the living room, suitcase in hand, her heart pounding in her chest like a drumbeat. She looked around the room, taking in the familiar clutter that had become a part of her life over the past year. The worn-out couch, the stack of old pizza boxes by the door. Was she leaving a life behind or would she return to it in a few days, she had no idea.<\/p>\n\n\n

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All she knew was that she had to go to Mumbai, to the city of dreams, to find the answers she so desperately needed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sighing, she tiptoed to the bedroom. Rohan was fast asleep. After their talk last night, he had eventually drifted off to sleep, but she couldn’t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What she had thought of as fate intervening in a human form was actually a real person half way across the world. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She couldn’t go searching for him in the US. She didn’t even have a passport. But every fiber of her being told her to go to Mumbai to find answers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She sat on the edge of the bed, watching him sleep. Her heart ached at the thought of leaving him behind, but she knew she had to do this. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

For herself, for her sanity. She grabbed a notepad and pen from the nightstand and started to write.<\/p>\n\n\n

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> Rohan,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

> I’m sorry to leave this way, but I need to find some answers. Something tells me, I will find them in Mumbai and that’s where I am headed.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

> Please don’t call me to talk me out of this. I need to do this. I will call you, I promise. Please wait for my call. I am not leaving you. I am just trying to find myself.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

> Love, Aditi.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

She sighed, folding the note and placing it on the pillow where Rohan’s head rested. She leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead before standing up and heading towards the door.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Aditi glanced back one last time at the man she loved, the man who had been her rock for the past year, the man who had stood by her side through thick and thin. She hoped he would understand, hoped he would wait for her to return.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

With a heavy heart, she grabbed the suitcase and stepped out of the apartment, shutting the door quietly behind her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At the same time, another suitcase was being dragged out of another apartment door. This one was in San Francisco, and it belonged to Vijay. He and Angie were headed to Mumbai — she refused to let him go alone, even though she fully understood his need to get answers about his “Dream Girl.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But some dreams can’t be explained. Some mysteries are destined to remain so. Vijay’s couldn’t reach Mumbai. Why? Read the next story<\/a> to get the answers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

THE END<\/h6>\n\n\n\n
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Angie and I left for India in search for answers that I never found. I intended to go to Mumbai, but we never made it there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The mystery of my dream girl remained a mystery, but other events unfolded during the trip that gave me never before experiences.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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