Wicked Halt at Mussoorie: A Tale of Lust and Seduction by Roy Vikrant

Author:Roy, Vikrant
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Nirmala took a long sigh as she finished Juhi’s story and said, “That’s it… I have nothing more to say about Juhi…”

“Wow, it was a very exciting story… I am wet,” Ruchika said.

Anjali shifted on the sofa. She was also wet, more than before, but she didn’t want to reveal this fact to them.

“Hitesh was a very dirty fellow… how shamelessly he was using dirty words with Juhi,” Ruchika said.

“Yeah, he was very dirty…” Anjali said.

“Dirty words enhance the pleasure of sex… have you never used such words?” Nirmala said.

“Um… my husband says such words sometimes, but not regularly. After listening to Juhi’s story, I wish he would use them often…” Ruchika said.

“What about you Anjali… does Vijay talk dirty?” Nirmala said.

“No… he doesn’t. And I don’t think I’ll like it…” Anjali said.

“Have you ever heard anything dirty from someone else?” Nirmala said.

Anjali sighed and looked away, thinking about what Nandu had said to her that night: “mera lun** pakad kar kaisa lag raha hai aapko ma’am.”

As soon as Nandu’s dirty words flashed in her thoughts, her womanhood began throbbing wickedly and she wondered what would have happened between him and her that night had she not rushed out of his room.

“I think Anjali has heard such words from someone else?” Ruchika said.

“No… I never heard anything like this from anyone….” Anjali said.

“Were you aware of these dirty words before listening to Juhi’s story?” Nirmala said.

“I’m aware of them. I’m not that ignorant. But I don't like these words much,” Anjali said. She could feel that she was making an untrue statement. She didn’t dislike these words at all. In fact, she wished that Vijay would use these words with her. But she knew he would never do so. He was a different man. He won’t talk dirty to her. In English, he might utter something dirty, but in Hindi never. So sad that her married life would never see the excitement of using dirty words.

“I never leave the opportunity to talk dirty with my husband. It’s fun…” Nirmala said.

“Anjali stood up. “I need to go to the washroom.”

“I hope you’ll not finger yourself there…” Nirmala said, laughing devilishly.

“Shut up… I need to take a pee,” Anjali said.

“Just joking yaar… relax…”

Anjali shook her head and disappeared into the bedroom in which she had stayed with Vijay during her last visit here.

After relieving herself, she dried all the unwanted moisture gathered between her legs with a towel. As she was drying, she felt the temptation to wedge her finger into her depth, but she control herself.

Pulling her dress up, she washed her hands and came out of the washroom. When she stepped out of the bedroom, Nandu was putting fresh wood in the fireplace. He looked at her. Again, there was apology in his eyes.

“What are you doing here?” Anjali said.

“I have called him. The fire was dying out…” Nirmala said.

Anjali nodded and went back to the sofa she was sitting on earlier.

The fireplace was glowing again, emitting blazing yellow light and warmth.

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