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Chapter 1:
“Look, they are here.” I said excitedly as my family watched them emerge through the darkness of their narrow street, giggling and chatting.
My family had known my crush and her entire family for the past few years, so we were extremely close and were the first to storm any event together if both the parties were invited.
On that night, it was the birthday party of a random kid whose parents were once our neighbours when they lived in a rented house alongside us.
But they eventually managed to save enough money to buy some land and build their own sweet home.
It was just a few streets away in a completely barren land where a few under-construction houses were starting to appear.
But overall the area was pretty devoid of any human presence, yet it had immense potential to become a lively neighborhood in the future.
“Wow, this dress looks so good on you, Nayna,” my sister said to my crush when she and her family finally reached our position on the main street where both of our families had decided to first meet and then march ahead together to our final party destination.
Nayna and I were friends for the past few years–not close enough to know whether she was single but close enough to be in her glamorous presence and to listen to her dominating voice.
I have always been extremely attracted to older-dominating women, and Nayna ticked all my requirements.
She was 24; that means 1 year older than me. Her voice was sweet yet intimidating. She was extremely extroverted, flirtatious, and charming.
“Thanks, I bought it recently online.” Btw, what color combination is your gloss? “It’s shining bright,” Nayna replied to my sister.
The women of both the families continued to do their chit-chat the whole way while I stayed quiet and just kept walking, ignoring their boring talks.
The roads and streets in between our houses and the event destination were dimly lit, and some of the street lights weren’t functioning, so I couldn’t properly witness the luminous glow and enchanting beauty that my dear Nayna possessed.
I had a huge crush on Nayna for the past 2 years, but she was too out of my league.
I did manage to chat with her sometimes, but it was mostly platonic and always casual.
Sometimes, I wondered whether I should speak to her about my intense feelings, but I was smart enough to know what lay ahead.
Obviously, she was going to reject me, and that would hurt like 100 needles piercing through my skin at once.
I was scared of rejections and even more scared of coming across as a creep in front of my divine darling.
So, I had accepted my fate as a one-sided lover. But, let me tell you, dear readers, one-sided love is not for weak hearts.
Whenever a boy talked with her, a knife stabbed my heart. It was painful, agonizing, and traumatizing.
I could never withstand Nayna being with any other man instead of me. I hoped that one day I would gather enough courage to finally confess my immense love for her.
She was my everything; she was the queen of my heart, the master of my soul, and the only diva that I ever thought about.
I just prayed and hoped that until I am ready to confess my feelings for her, no other demon lays his lusty hands on her beautiful body.
“Dear Lord, please let no other man touch her.”
chapter 2:
I sat right across the hallway on a couch that was meant to be for 5 but now had somehow managed to accommodate more than 8 souls.
Their house was well-lit, giving it the exact ambience that you would expect in a child’s birthday party.
There were tons of people all in their mid- and early 30s whom I didn’t even know existed before.
Several kids were running around and doing kid stuff–shouting, crying, and falling everywhere.
Thankfully, I could not spot any other human of any gender similar to my age group.
My eyes consistently craved Nayna because that’s what having a crush on someone does to your existence.
I saw her standing towards my far right in one of the interior rooms chatting with other women.
This was the first instance on that night when I got the chance and satisfactory lighting to properly acknowledge her illuminating beauty and extremely curvy figure that she packed.
She stood like a shining angel under the bright decorative lights. Her white pants and greyish t-shirt made even the light photons feel lucky to have struck her sexy body.
I could hear her dominating voice even from that distance; it was hypnotic, it was addictive, and it could convert any sane man into her consensual slave.
“Oh, he’s sitting right there.” Nayna said to someone in that room who wasn’t visible from my angle on the couch.
She then turned her head and looked straight into my eyes; her legs began to move towards my direction.
Even though we arrived at the place together, I had not spoken a word to her until then because the ladies of our families overshadowed my presence.
Her legs accelerated, the distance shrank, and my heart bloated as I prepared for the inevitable encounter.
“Are you hungry? We still have time for the cake-cutting ceremony, and dinner will be served only after it.” Nayna inquired.
She stood just a few inches away from me. Her presence was electrifying, almost to the point where I was about to black out.
She had chosen the perfect dress, the perfect face, and the sweetest voice for that occasion.
She looked smoking hot, standing that close. Her boobs seemed a little larger than usual.
The white pants were a perfect fit, in fact a little tight, making her thick thighs pretty obvious.
“No, I am fine. I can wait. It’s no hurry”. I used all the courage I had and replied to her query.
She heard the answer and turned around to return to her tribe, waiting in the room for some more gossip.
It was only then that I noticed that her white pants were tighter than I had assumed, making her underwear line clearly visible through it.
I couldn’t believe my luck. Her ass was so curvy and juicy, and I was having this once-in-a-blue-moon view from such a close angle.
Her underwear seemed to be of a “V” shape, meaning the lower muscles of her ass were left with no inner clothing.
Only her ass line and upper half were covered tightly, almost a complete dreamy view.
I wondered what her ass would really look like by looking at the visible underwear lines.
What color was her panty? Did she like to wear plain ones or those that have flowers and figures on them?
My imagination broke all barriers. Any man that would get to lay hands on that thick ass attached to the dominating yet feminine woman would be so lucky.
“Dear Lord,please even I am your son. Please, I want to see her naked body; I want to hear her authoritative voice crave my dick. I want to lick her ass until I die of dehydration.
I had completely lost myself in my fantasy land; my eyes were locked on her tight fleshy ass and the visible underwear lines while she slowly returned.
Thankfully, there were no other lusty men in that event who could pose a threat to my chances of eventually getting her and banging her in every sexual position that exists in the universe.
“Ohh, I didn’t expect you to be here, Nayna.”
A young voice with evidently high testosterone levels and potentially evil intentions struck across the room and made it all the way to my dream woman while she was almost entering the interior room.
I pulled my neck muscles towards the left, and my eyes zoomed in on the direction from where the voice had originated.
There stood a couple, who were in their late 40s, probably invited to the party like all the infinite couples already present there.
But, they were standing with some space in between them that was filled with a tall-muscular young boy with a fuckboyish smile.
It’s Ricky… I quickly figured who he was. I was stunned. “What is he doing here?”
Ricky was my junior in high-school long-ago. He would have been about 20-21 years old in present time.
I knew who he was because, after all, he was one of the most famous fuckboys of our school.
There were rumors about him dating girls from my class, and that had made a lot of my male classmates jealous and insecure.
Ricky was extremely handsome, with eyes of a predator and lust of a monster. He was not the type of person that would even care to remember who I, a nerdy, shy, and socially awkward guy, was.
Maybe he would have recognized me by my miserable face, but I can bet money he would have never even heard of my name, unlike me, who knew exactly who he was due to his extreme bad-boy behaviors that at one point even made our young female teachers fall for him.
The newly arrived guests entered the house and quickly scattered, finding their own age counterparts to meet and greet with.
The atmosphere normalized as it quickly accepted the presence of three additional people.
Ricky quickly sprinted and stood across from me, facing Nayna.
I was overwhelmed by his tallish figure. He didn’t even care to look at me, and why would creatures of his bad-boyish demeanor even do that?
Everything occurred so quickly that I could not even make sense of anything. I was confused–why does this fuckboy bastard even know Nayna?
Nayna came across as a confident, obedient, and family-oriented girl, gathering a lot of respect and admiration from all the elders and acquaintances due to her extremely charming personality and respectable mannerisms.
She had no reason at all to have any know-how of pussy-sucking ghouls like Ricky, but maybe she had consciously fooled the entire human race that lived in my neighborhood to think in a particular way about her personality.
The air had quickly gotten colder, or maybe it was my entire shivering body.
The ambience smelled of pure evil; all the background noises had vanished. My legs shook aggressively as if they were in Nepal during that earthquake, but no, it was an anxiety response.
Things were about to get bad real quick.
Chapter 3:
For the next 10 minutes, Ricky and Nayna stood at one corner of the room, completely oblivious of others, chatting, murmuring, and occasionally laughing like they were close enough to know and care to remember each other’s deepest, darkest secrets.
I was jealous; I was burning from within; I was scared. This was one of those nightmares that materializes into reality and leaves you traumatized for life.
“Hello, everyone, please come inside the room; we will soon be cutting the cake,” a voice came from one of the larger rooms where preparations were underway for the child to cut the cake and others to shower him with costly gifts.
It was the father’s voice, so everyone complied and quickly rushed towards the room except for those two–Nayna and Ricky.
They instead chose to wait for everyone to disappear within the walls and then quietly rushed to the stairs that would take them to the upper under-construction story and then eventually to the roof.
This raised my suspicions and also anxiety. I am an overthinker, so I could sense what could happen next.
My heart beats thundered, and my body got cold, because an apostle like Ricky, who views women as nothing more than an instrument for sex, should not be left alone on an abandoned roof with the love of my life.
So, I followed them to the roof.
They were so lost in their world that they never bothered to even look behind or lock the entrance door.
The roof had low lighting, and construction material was scattered everywhere.
When I peeped through the door, I saw them standing straight ahead near the railing.
They were facing towards the other side into complete darkness since this was an isolated area.
The view from there must have been sublime, but they were not interested in that. I subtly walked and hid behind the water tank that was placed towards the right side of the entrance door.
I got a straight view of them, but they had no idea I was hiding there. I could hear them talk, but their voices were overshadowed by the wind and the human voices from below.
Until then, it seemed to me that these two were friends and were just looking for a quiet space to chit-chat, so despite my obvious insecurity, I had still not wept in agony.
But then something changed. Ricky and Nayna got quiet. I clenched my eyes to zoom in–I saw that their eyes were locked into one another.
Bad signs, bad signs. Nayna moves away from this monster; he is not the type of guy you might think.
I was not ready to accept the fact that maybe Nayna liked bad boys like Ricky, and today in his devilish presence she was as cool as a cucumber.
“Please, God, please separate them somehow. I cannot watch this. I cannot watch my love getting manhandled by this beast.” I prayed in desperation.
But their faces got closer and closer, raising my anxiety to infinity. I was about to get severe panic attacks.
And then their lips locked. I burst into immense agony. “Nooooooooooooooooo!”
Ricky’s lips had tasted numerous females, and today it was Nayna’s turn.
They kept kissing for a minute, and then Ricky placed his hands on Nayna’s ass and tightly squeezed her ass cheeks as if they were his personal stress balls.
Just a few moments earlier, I was celebrating the divine view of Nayna’s transparent white pants and her underwear lines being visible, but now they were under the occupation of the ghoul.
He kept squeezing her ass until she moaned and pushed him away slightly. She was wet; her eyes were craving every inch of Ricky, and that destroyed every inch of me.
They both stood beside the railing. Nayna bent down and unzipped Ricky’s pants.
I clenched my fists in anger; I wanted to rush in and stop them.
It was too much to bear, but I also knew that my loser presence doesn’t make Nayna wet enough like Ricky’s bad boy personality does.
She lowered his pants a bit and then did the same to his boxers until his humongous, black, and thickish dick appeared.
Even his dick was shaped like a sword that anyone will associate with the most demonic character.
It was monstrous, hard as an iron, and ready to penetrate every hole in Nayna’s body.
She first held his dick in her hands, rubbed it sometimes, and then swallowed it whole in her cute, silky mouth.
His dick was so huge that she was finding it tough to keep it in.
He then caught her on the top of the head and started stroking his dick in her mouth.
She gasped for air, but the monster kept fucking her mouth. He was hitting all corners of her inner cheeks with his dick, as it was clearly evident from her consistently enlarging and shrinking cheek walls.
He was stroking every corner of the mouth. His face had a demonic smile; he was enjoying every bit of it.
While at this point, I had lost all my senses. My crush, the love of my life, was getting brutally dismantled in front of me, and my weak pussy was just hiding and watching it happen.
Calling it a nightmare would be an understatement. Just like Nayna’s hairy pussy, my eyes had also gotten wet, and soon they were about to be flooded.
For the next 5 minutes he fucked her beautiful divine face in the most hardcore way possible, and my dear darling let him do it and most likely enjoyed every second of being tormented by this evil creature.
He took out his dick and stroked it. Nayna knew what was coming; she opened her mouth and pulled out her tongue to taste Ricky’s future babies.
Ricky cummed straight on her cute face; his semen was everywhere on her mouth, cheeks, chin, and even on her nose.
She smiled and laughed. They both laughed in a sync. Nayna got up and wiped her face while Ricky kept stroking his dick for possibly another round of Nayna’s plunder.
It takes my dry, drouthy dick more than half an hour to get hard again once I have cummed, but Ricky’s dick got hard as a brick in just two minutes.
They were ready to go again, but this time Ricky wanted to enjoy Nayna’s different hole.
She stood up and placed herself on the railing and bent at an angle that allowed Ricky to fuck her in doggy while she rested her upper body, looking straight into the dark abyss.
She was preparing herself for the backshots. Her ass was positioned right at the height so Ricky could pound it while standing.
I got a good, straight view of everything happening despite low lighting.
Ricky began rubbing her ass and slowly lowered her white pants up to her knees.
I saw it; I saw what color underwear she was wearing. It was exactly a V-shape that I had predicted from earlier and was dark black in color and completely plain.
I will be honest, for some reason I started getting hard.
I have always fantasized about the curvy, thick ass of my crush, and finally I was to get a look at it, but the only issue was that it was being rubbed and slapped by the worst type of man you can imagine.
Still, I ignored that and started getting horny. Ricky then spanked her ass multiple times, with each getting harder and her moans getting louder and hornier.
My dick was completely hard despite me still being in immense agony from seeing my crush getting wrecked by an established playboy.
Ricky then slowly lowered even her underwear while she was bending over the railing and flashing her ass, waiting for it to be penetrated by Ricky.
Her ass was tastier than I had imagined; I almost cummed watching it. Ricky spanked it and then placed his body between her ass and my view so that he could begin.
But I had already seen what I always imagined about. Ricky was so lucky to be able to fuck such a once-in-a-decade beauty.
Rick held his dick and slowly inserted it in her pussy from the standing doggy position. Her face was on the opposite side, so I couldn’t see her reaction, but it must have been a sight.
Ricky then slowly started thrusting his strokes into her ass; he was first slow and took time to lick all the corners of her pussy from his magnificent dick.
Then, he slowly picked up speed; his thrusts became faster and harder. Nayna reciprocated with louder moans.
It was a view of a generation as my crush was getting pounded in her ass and enjoying it while simultaneously regretting my attachments for her.
Ricky had placed both his hands on her waist and was penetrating like a piston. The sound of his thighs and her ass cheeks colliding was evident.
“My dear Nayna, I hope you are enjoying it. I hope that you are happy with this.
I had accepted my fate by then. If my crush is enjoying something, then I have no right to prevent her from doing so even if it hurts my feelings.
What made it naughtier is that Nayna’s pants and underwear were hanging by her knees, so she was only half naked, enough to be able to enjoy Ricky but also sufficiently covered to be able to dress back if someone showed up suddenly.
Ricky was occasionally spanking her ass cheeks while pounding her pussy in a rhythmic manner.
By this time I was already so horny that I had begun slowly stroking my own hardened dick.
I never knew watching my crush’s ass getting devoured by a monster like Ricky would make me feel so horny and blessed.
Moreover, it was pretty evident that Nayna was having the most pleasurable time of her life. With every stroke and every spank by Ricky, she got hornier and hornier.
Her moans got deeper, and her hands were hovering all over Ricky’s body because of the intensity of his strokes that were destroying every single inch of Nayna’s pussy.
Ricky’s domination continued for a good amount of minutes, and then he gradually slowed down and pulled out, giving Nayna some breath.
She turned around towards my side; she was sweating, her hair had flown all over her face, and she obviously had a great time.
But it was still not over. Ricky lowered his hands and grabbed both her feet and placed her body on top of the railing, not caring that there was a straight two-story fall to the ground if she slipped.
Nayna was first scared, but she quickly grabbed Ricky’s body to make sure she didn’t fall. And then Ricky stood between her legs, held his dick, and thrusted it in her already wet but tired pussy.
Now, this time Ricky was facing towards the dark abyss, and Nayna was looking straight at the water tank where I was hiding.
Ricky began moving his hips slowly, his dick rubbing and smashing my crush’s pussy for the third time that night.
Nayna’s breath got deeper again, but she was also focused on properly holding his body.
Her legs were spread apart, making enough room for Ricky to stand in between and do the deed.
For the next five minutes, Ricky plundered Nayna’s pussy at varying speeds while standing, pausing every now and then to kiss her. Men often tend to last longer during the third round.
By this point, I had witnessed Nayna being plundered in so many different positions that, this time around, I completely forgot that I was strictly not supposed to be seen by them under any circumstances.
However, I, too, had grown tired of standing, so I eventually made a mistake when I leaned my head too far out from behind the water tank in an attempt to observe Nayna’s eye reactions.
And just then, Nayna–who until that moment had been focused on holding Ricky tightly–lifted her head to look ahead and spotted me peeking out from behind the water tank.
I quickly pulled my head back behind the water tank, but by then, we had already made eye contact.
Yes… I mistakenly made eye contact with Nayna–right as she sat there with her legs spread wide, clutching the waist of an utterly disgusting man while getting fucked and scratching his back.
My breathing quickened, and I began to feel faint, for I knew that Nayna now realized I was hiding here–and that I had seen her in this state with that monster.
What will she think of me? Will she never speak to me again?
Does she already know that I like her? Will she herself come to regret her actions?
The fact that, while she projects such a demure and charming image to the world, here she is, lying with her legs spread wide, getting fucked by a guy who views women as nothing more than tools for sex?
And despite knowing this, Nayna chose to become Ricky’s sexual toy, simply because she is such a slut herself and is drawn to exactly these kinds of bad boys.
All these thoughts surged through my mind like a tsunami. I couldn’t figure out what to do next.
Ricky was still engrossed in transferring his energy between Nayna’s legs, while my dick was still hard by seeing Nayna enjoying herself sexually and also by seeing her naked areas of her body that, if not for Ricky, would never ever be possible.
If it were not for Ricky, I would have never seen what Nayna’s thick, chubby, and curvy ass actually looked like.
Though, I still hadn’t seen her pussy or her boobs because they were blocked by Ricky’s body or her semi-undressed situation.
I again tried to peep out and look to see whether she was still looking in my direction, searching for my status, or what her facial expressions were after the sudden reveal of a known third person.
So, I placed my hands on the tank and took support to slowly move my face and body across to the corner to get their view, and what I saw shook me to the core.
I saw Ricky still forcing his way into Nayna’s pussy, completely unaware of what was happening behind his back, still periodically kissing Nayna whenever she stopped moaning.
But when my eyes zoomed into Nayna’s face, I saw her still looking straight at me but this time with an evil smile as if she were waiting for me to peep out so that she could visually inform me that she has no regrets about being caught doing this act.
Her lips widened and her smile got more demonic as our eyes met, while Ricky was still thrusting his dick into her.
I made eye contact with my crush while she was half naked, sitting on top of the railing on a random roof with more than hundreds of people lurking below our feet in the house, and yet she had the audacity to put on that demonic smile.
I was petrified. I almost wept. The scene sent chills through my spine and my dick. I almost came.
She was a slutty monster herself, just like Ricky. I misjudged who she was; the entire world got fooled by her charm.
Her right hand let go of Ricky’s body and rose up in the air towards my direction. She showed me her middle finger and then subtly laughed at my tormentation.
I understood everything that there was there to be understood.
She knew forever that I liked her. I mean, some girls are smart to decipher our intentions, but they pretend to be our friends just to keep us around.
Her middle finger was a sign of my defeat, of my helplessness, and of my entire being.
“Look, loser, you have liked me for years and didn’t get to even touch me, but here a guy younger than you is getting access to every corner of my body without any commitments or emotional attachments while you hold your soft, tiny dick and watch the love of your life getting railed with teary eyes and a panicked ass.”
Nayna, you bitch. I wish that I had understood who you truly were before getting attached to you.
But how do I tell you that watching the love of my life getting fucked in front of me doesn’t hurt me anymore? It makes me hard.
Hahahahaha.
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