Second Chance: A Dark Tale of Urban India

Note: Please take note that mc’s tone and relational dynamics with all female supporting characters wont be same.

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Akansha lay helplessly on the bed, her sheer gown riding up her thighs as Rohit pinned her down. He straddled her chest, knees planted firmly on either side of her body, his weight keeping her completely immobilized.

Rohit’s zipper was down and his semi hardened dick in her mouth. He could feel her breasts stacked beneath his hips.

"Now you look well behaved... my befitting slut."

Akansha purred taking it deeper. The wet heat of her mouth and the way it moved teasingly, licking the underside of his cockhead, sent sharp jolts of pleasure up his spine.

Rohit let out a low groan of satisfaction as she could only bob her head up and down in tease. Her soft lips stretched wide around his base, throbbing his shaft.

"Keep licking my cock.. just like that! Fuck.. Clean every inch, you dirty bitch. I’m just getting started."

He casually unstrapped his sling bag and tossed it aside, then reached into his jacket and pulled out the gun, placing it on the corner of the bedside table with a heavy thud.

Akansha’s eyes widened, a flash of real fear reflecting her eyes. Her tongue still sliding along his throbbing shaft, but her voice came out muffled and shaky. "So... dangerous."

Ignoring her comment, Rohit shrugged off his jacket and shirt, revealing his lean upper body. A faint wince crossed his face as the movement tugged at the bandage on his left arm, but he pushed the pain down.

Without warning, he grabbed her head with both hands and pushed his cock deeper.

"That’s it, good little whore. Swallow my full length. I’m going to fuck this throat raw until you forget how to talk."

"Ummmmm~"

Akansha moaned around his thickness, the vibration traveling down her throat.

She opened wider, her tongue out, trying to take him deeper even as she gagged wetly.

"Close your fucking mouth," Rohit snarled, squeezing her cheeks hard with his right hand. "Let me feel those slutty lips before I ruin your throat."

He tilted his hips and dragged out half his length slick with saliva, in slow deliberate motion, before shoving it back to full depth, until her lips kissed his balls.

He thrust forward without mercy, forcing himself into her throat. Akansha’s eyes watered instantly as her throat convulsed and squeezed around him.

"Yes... that’s it. Choke on my cock, you dirty whore," he groaned, voice thick with lust. "You wanted this so fucking bad, don’t you? Keep sucking like the greedy cumslut you are."

He started fucking her face with deep fast strokes, using her throat like a toy.

Gluck... gluck... glrrrk

Wet, filthy gagging sounds filled the room.

He held himself deep for several seconds, enjoying the way her throat spasmed desperately around him, tears running down her cheeks.

Finally, he pulled out. Thick strings of saliva connected her swollen, messy lips to his glistening cock.

"Breathe, you filthy slut," he taunted, slapping his wet cock against her flushed cheek. "Now tell me... how much do you love this dick? Say it properly."

Akansha gasped and coughed, spit dripping down her chin. Her voice came out hoarse and broken.

"I... I love your cock... It’s so fucking big. I wanted it the moment you showed it on washroom."

Rohit smirked darkly and grabbed her jaw roughly with his right hand.

"Louder, bitch. Worship my cock like the cock-hungry whore you are. Beg for it."

Akansha gasped for air, her face a mess of tears, spit, and ruined makeup. She looked up at him with a mix of shame and lingering fire in her eyes.

"I... I want it," she admitted hoarsely, the words dragged out of her. "It’s so fucking thick. I want it to ravage me, use me like a toy... I hate how it turns me on.. with sight alone. But don’t think its enough to satisfy me, Rohit."

Rohit’s eyes flashed with dark satisfaction. He slapped her wet cheek lightly with his hard cock, smearing her own saliva across her face.

"Pathetic bitch... already making excuses while your throat is still twitching for more."

Only then did he slide down her body. He grabbed the thin ties of her gown with his right hand and yanked hard, pulling the sheer fabric down along with her bra in one rough motion.

Akansha’s heavy breasts spilled out fully, soft and full, nipples already stiff and begging. Rohit’s eyes darkened with raw hunger.

"Mmmm... ahh..."

He grabbed both tits roughly, squeezing them hard enough to make her whimper. His fingers dug deep into the soft flesh, kneading and mauling them like he owned them.

"Fuck... these fat tits are meant to be used," he growled, slapping the right one sharply. The loud smack echoed as it jiggled. "Look at them. So much big they won’t even fit in my hand."

He leaned down and sucked one nipple into his mouth, biting down hard before sucking greedily, his tongue flicking fast on her aerola.

Then he switched to the other, spitting a thick glob of saliva right onto her cleavage before slapping the right tit even harder.

"Hmmph... Rohit.. haah.. I want your cock," Akansha moaned, arching her back despite herself. "Please... just take it out already."

Rohit smirked, still squeezing, spitting and slapping her breasts alternately while he finally shoved his jeans and boxers down his thighs.

His thick, rock-hard cock sprang free again, which looked much more veiny and glistening under her previous spit.

"Time to fuck these tits, slut."

He climbed higher on her chest, straddling her properly, and shoved his cock between her soft, spit-slick breasts.

He squeezed them tightly around his shaft and started thrusting, tittyfucking her with long, rough strokes.

Slap-slap-slap

The wet, fleshy sound of skin on skin filled the room as he used her tits like a toy.

"Keep them pressed together, whore," Rohit growled. "Wrap your hands around them. That’s it... fuck yes."

He grabbed a fistful of her hair with his right hand and yanked her head up, forcing her to watch his thick cock sliding between her soft, spit-slick breasts. The wet, rhythmic slapping filled the room with every thrust.

"Stick your tongue out, bitch," he commanded sharply.

Akansha obeyed, opening her mouth and letting her pink tongue hang out. Every time Rohit thrust forward, the swollen head of his cock brushed across her tongue, leaving a messy trail of precum and saliva.

He groaned deeply at the sensation. "Good girl... lick the head while I fuck these fat tits."

His bandaged left hand moved down and roughly pinched her left nipple, twisting it between his fingers. His right hand kept her hair pulled tight. The sharp mix of pain and pleasure made Akansha cry out.

"Ahh! Rohit... it’s too rough!" she moaned, voice trembling even as her hips shifted restlessly beneath him. "You’re really going to treat me like some cheap whore after everything... HAah!"

But she still kept her tongue out obediently, desperately licking and swirling around his cockhead every time it slid up between her breasts.

Her heavy tits bounced and jiggled with every aggressive thrust, now shiny and slippery from his spit and her own saliva. The musky, salty taste of his precum coated her tongue as she whimpered and gasped.

Rohit’s breathing grew heavier. The warm, wet pressure of her tongue on his sensitive head combined with the soft, pillowy squeeze of her tits was driving him crazy. He pinched her other nipple harder, pulling it upward as he continued fucking her cleavage with long, aggressive strokes.

"You’re such a dirty little tit-slut," he snarled, clearly enjoying her overwhelmed cries. "Crying already, when we’ve barely started."

Akansha’s eyes stung with fresh tears, her moans turning into desperate, broken whimpers as the intensity became almost too much. Still, she kept licking hungrily, tongue flicking wildly over his cockhead. A faint spark of defiance lingered in her teary gaze even as her body betrayed her.

Then, without warning, Rohit pulled back, still holding her hair in a brutal grip.

"On all fours. Now."

He dragged her roughly into position, forcing her onto her hands and knees on the bed. Her ass was up, back arched, mouth still open and dripping.

Rohit didn’t waste a second. He shoved his cock straight back into her mouth from the front, grabbing the back of her head with both hands and slamming deep into her throat in one brutal thrust.

"Take it, bitch. All the way."

He started fucking her face hard — long, punishing strokes that made her gag and choke violently. Saliva poured from her mouth in messy strings, dripping onto the sheets.

At the same time, his right hand cracked down on her ass with a loud SMACK. Then again. And again. Red handprints bloomed on her soft skin.

His left hand slid between her thighs from behind. Two thick fingers shoved inside her soaked pussy, bypassing the panties without any warning. He started fingering her fast — brutally fast — curling and pumping while his cock kept destroying her throat. A sharp wince crossed his face as the movement tugged at his bandaged arm, but he didn’t slow down.

Gluck... gluck... glrrrk

Squelch... squelch...

"Mmmph—! Glk... glk... haaah!" Akansha choked out around his thick shaft, her muffled cries vibrating against him. "Nngh... too deep... aanh!"

The tight, soaking heat of her pussy clenched and fluttered wildly around his fingers while her throat spasmed and squeezed his throbbing cock with every deep thrust.

"Urrgh..." Rohit groaned in pleasure, hips snapping forward.

"Gag on it, you dirty fucking whore. I’m not stopping until this sloppy cunt squirts all over my hand."

He spanked her ass harder, faster, while his fingers pistoned in and out of her pussy like a machine. The combination was too much. Akansha’s whole body started shaking violently.

"Haaa—! Nngh... Rohit... I can’t!"

"mmmphhh! Aaaanh... haaah!"

Her muffled screams vibrated around his cock as she suddenly exploded — squirting hard in powerful, messy jets all over his fingers and the bed while still choking violently on his thick cock. "Ahhhhhh... fuck... I’m squirting... hnnngh!"

Rohit laughed darkly and finally pulled his saliva-soaked cock out of her throat with a wet pop. Akansha gasped desperately for air, coughing and drooling heavily.

"Good girl... now you’re ready," he growled, voice thick with lust. "Bring that fat ass here. Roll over on your stomach. I’m going to fuck you while I smack this ass red."