Second Chance: A Dark Tale of Urban India

Chapter 184: If Not Sis.. Then Cousin (R-18)

Rohit stepped out of Arya’s room frustrated, his aching erection still straining painfully against his shorts. The rest of his clothes hung loosely from his shoulders.

Fucking bitch... Why does she have to be so adamant about being exclusive? Are we getting married or something?

He muttered curses under his breath as he headed toward his own room.

But he paused halfway when he noticed the lights on the ground floor suddenly flicker on. He looked down from the railing and saw Mira opening the main door.

Raj walked in carrying Ananya on his shoulder. She was sobbing hard, her face buried in his neck.

Rohit quickly hid in the shadows and peeked downward.

Mira asked softly, "Master... is no one else coming?"

Raj shook his head. "No. Kalyani and her daughter are staying at the hospital tonight. They’ll return in the morning. You can close the door."

Mira nodded. Ananya continued crying on Raj’s shoulder. "Why is this happening to my son...? They were supposed to celebrate..."

Raj gently wiped her tears. "Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll get to the bottom of this. Now let’s get you to bed."

Rohit watched with a dark chuckle as Raj carried the weeping woman toward her bedroom downstairs. He knew exactly what kind of "comfort" men like Raj offered in moments like this.

Then a new idea sparked in his mind.

If my cousins aren’t coming back yet... that means Aisha is still alone in her room.

His cock throbbed insistently in his shorts. Reconciling with his aggrieved cousin — and finishing what Aisha had started earlier — suddenly seemed very appealing.

He turned toward Aisha’s room and found the door slightly ajar. The bed was empty, but the door to the attached room was open. Rohit knew whose room that was.

He crept inside quietly and pushed the inner door open.

Aisha was lying on her bed, topless, wearing only a pair of thin panties. A large dildo rested beside her, clearly telling the story of what she had been doing before falling asleep.

Rohit closed the door behind him for safety and slowly approached the bed.

He reached out, grabbed a handful of her soft ass, and squeezed firmly, spreading her cheeks apart. Then he hooked his fingers into her panties and pulled them down slowly.

Her plump ass and glistening pussy came into full view — still wet from her earlier release.

Half-Spoon from Above...

Rohit folded one of her legs up, lined up his throbbing cock against her slick entrance, and pressed forward, slowly pushing inside her.

Aisha’s body shifted subconsciously at the intrusion. Rohit moved over her completely, his weight pinning her down as he continued sinking deeper.

She was surprisingly tight.

He kept pressing in until her eyes suddenly snapped open in shock. Before she could scream, Rohit clamped his hand over her mouth and leaned down, whispering hotly against her ear.

"Relax... It’s me."

Aisha’s wide eyes softened with recognition. She nodded shakily.

But Rohit didn’t stop. He thrust forward again, burying himself deeper. Aisha whimpered, cursing and moaning at the same time.

"You loafer... I told you not to come to me when you returned. Why are you here now?"

Rohit said nothing. He grabbed her ass with both hands and adjusted his angle, pushing even deeper. Aisha moaned loudly, her body betraying her words.

"Ahh... Are you even listening to me?" she gasped. "Just keep pressing me like I’m your personal property..."

Rohit kissed the side of her neck, leaning over her as he whispered, "Are you not?"

He gave her ass a firm squeeze. "Or do you want me to leave?"

Aisha bit her lower lip hard, feeling his thick cock stretching her. After a moment of internal struggle, she shifted her body, leaning half on her side and pushing her ass back toward him.

"Do it like you mean it," she breathed.

Rohit smirked darkly as he gripped Aisha’s neck with one hand and squeezed her breast hard with the other. He started fucking her from behind with deep, punishing strokes, his powerful thighs slamming against her ass with relentless force.

The wet, filthy sound of skin slapping skin filled the room as Aisha moaned shamelessly, pushing her ass back to meet every thrust.

"You missed my cock, didn’t you?" he growled into her ear, voice rough with lust.

Aisha whimpered, her pussy clenching tightly around him.

"Yes... I really need it," she gasped desperately. "Now give it to me— ahh, yes, fuck!"

Rohit groaned at her needy admission.

He fucked her harder for a few more strokes, enjoying how her walls fluttered and sucked him in. Then, without pulling out, he pushed her upper body down onto the mattress, forcing her to lie flat on her stomach.

Prone bone...

He shifted fully on top of her, pressing his chest against her back in a deep prone bone position.

His weight pinned her down as he grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back, making her arch beautifully for him.

"Take it like this then," he rasped, slamming into her with long, heavy strokes.

Thwop.. Thwop.. Thwop..

Aisha cried out in pleasure, her fingers clawing at the sheets. The new angle made his thick cock reach even deeper, grinding against her most sensitive spot with every thrust. Her ass rippled beautifully under the force of his hips as he fucked her mercilessly into the mattress.

"Fuck—! Rohit—! It’s so deep like this! Ahh.. ngh~!" she moaned loudly, voice breaking with every powerful thrust.

Elevated Prone Bone...

He slammed into her hard, planting both arms on the bed for leverage as he rammed her ass from behind with increasing, relentless speed.

Thap! Thap! Thap!

"Damn... you’re really sucking me dry," Rohit growled hotly into her ear, his voice rough with lust. "My dirty little slut really loves her cousin’s cock, doesn’t she?"

Aisha whimpered, her pussy clenching hard around him.

"Yes... I love it," she gasped breathlessly. "I love my cousin’s cock... I’m such a whore for it..."

Folded Mating Press...

Rohit growled in satisfaction. He suddenly gripped her waist higher, lifting and folding her legs up toward her chest like a folded toy, pushing her hips high into the air.

In this new position, he lined up again and rammed deep inside her with brutal force.

Thap! Thap! Thap!

The heavy, wet sound of his hips smacking against her plump ass echoed through the room as he fucked her hard in the folded mating press.

He could feel her soft ass being hammered directly by his pelvis with every brutal thrust as he drilled deep into her pussy, reaching all the way to her cervix. Her loud, broken moans fueled a bestial rage inside him.

Rohit’s eyes darkened with raw hunger.

Arm Pulled Doggy..

He grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her upper body back, forcing her into a deep doggy position. Aisha struggled to stay on all fours as he pulled one of her arms painfully behind her, using it like reins.

He gave her no time to adjust. With savage force, he rammed into her, using her arm as leverage to pull her back onto his cock with every brutal thrust.

Thap! Thap! Thap! Thap!

The loud, filthy sound of skin slapping skin echoed through the room as he destroyed her pussy from behind. Aisha’s moans turned into broken, high-pitched cries. Her breasts bounced wildly beneath her with every powerful thrust. Sweat coated both their bodies as Rohit fucked her mercilessly, his thick cock stretching her tight walls over and over.

"Fuck yes... take it, you greedy whore," he groaned, spanking her ass hard. "This is what you wanted, isn’t it? My cock ruining this damned little pussy?"

"Yes—! Ahh—! Yes, it is!" Aisha sobbed in pleasure, pushing her ass back to meet his thrusts. "I’m your whore... I’m your personal cumslut... Please don’t stop—!"

Half-Standing Doggy...

Rohit pulled both of her arms back harder, locking them behind her as he forced her into a strained, half-sitting position. Her back pressed flush against his chest while he hammered her plump ass with deep, powerful thrusts.

Reaching around, he grabbed her bouncing breasts roughly, squeezing the soft, heavy flesh for leverage while pounding into her soaked cunt with deep, brutal, and fast strokes.

Thap! Thap! Thap! Thap!

The wet, obscene sound of his thick cock slamming into her dripping pussy filled the room completely. Aisha’s body jolted violently with every savage thrust, her moans turning into broken, desperate cries.

Aisha’s legs started shaking violently. Her pussy clenched and fluttered around him as another powerful orgasm built rapidly inside her.

"I’m— I’m going to cum again—!" she wailed, voice cracking.

Rohit didn’t slow down. He fucked her even harder, his hips blurring with raw, animalistic speed as he chased his release.

With a deep growl, he collapsed forward onto her back, pinning her completely beneath him. His powerful body pressed her into the mattress as he thrust like a wild beast in heat — brutal, desperate, and unrelenting.

His hips slammed down furiously, driving his thick cock deep into her soaked pussy again and again. The wet, obscene sounds of flesh slapping flesh filled the room as he rutted into her like he was trying to break her.

"Cum then," he growled possessively. "Cum on your cousin’s cock like the dirty slut you are."

That pushed her over the edge.

Aisha screamed into the pillow as her orgasm exploded through her. Her pussy gushed around his cock, squirting messily down her thighs as her whole body convulsed violently. Her walls spasmed and milked him relentlessly, trying to pull him deeper.

Rohit groaned loudly, his own climax rushing forward. He buried himself as deep as possible, his cock throbbing wildly inside her.

"Fuck—! I’m cumming—!"

With a deep, guttural groan, he slammed into her one final time and erupted.

Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded her pussy, filling her completely as he kept thrusting through his orgasm, pumping every last drop deep inside her.

Both of them collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily, bodies slick with sweat.

Aisha whimpered weakly, still trembling from the intense aftershocks. A satisfied but exhausted smile played on her lips as she slowly turned toward him.

She reached down, wrapping her fingers around his still-hard cock and gave it a gentle stroke. Leaning in, she pressed a soft, lingering kiss on his lips.

"You’re not stopping after just once... right?" she whispered breathlessly.

Rohit chuckled lowly, his hand squeezing her soft breast as he kissed her back, deeper this time.

"Not even close," he murmured against her lips, voice low and promising.

Delighted by his words, Aisha eagerly took his cock back into her warm mouth.

"You better be..." she murmured around his thickness, her voice muffled and dripping with need. "I want this night to last much, much longer."