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Disclaimers:

This story is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is coincidental.

All characters who engage in sexual activities in this story are well over 18 years of age.

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It was one of those summer evenings in Wayanad, a district in the north-east of the Indian state of Kerala, "God's own country." The sun was gradually disappearing over the horizon, and the golden skylights along with a gentle cooling breeze were entering through the windows of the room, where Sanjay was staying.

It was a small rented room with minimum amenities. A single bed, a worn-out chair, and a wooden desk with an attached bathroom. For a traveler like Sanjay, that was enough to keep his travel gear, camera equipment, and electronic devices like laptop and external hard drives. For three hundred rupees a night along with free WiFi and food, it was more than enough.

Mrs. Fernandez, a widow in her late thirties owned this house, which stood at the edge of a busy market street. She was living with her only daughter Leeza, who just entered her early twenties. Leeza was in her primary school when her father passed away in a road accident.

Ever since, Mrs. Fernandez has managed everything, from her job at the local bank to bringing up Leeza without letting her feel the absence of her father.

She met Mr. Fernandez in college, they fell in Love and ended up doing things, young people do. The families from both sides didn't accept their relationship, so they took matters into their own hands and got married in court.

Was it destiny or the curses of both families, no one knows. Just a few years into their marriage, when they were just starting to live a family life, Mr. Fernandez met a fatal road accident and lost his life.

Despite all the hardship, Mrs. Fenandez was determined to give her daughter a better future and was preparing her to face the cruel world. So needless to say, she was a bit strict with her daughter when it came to boyfriends.

Since she, had gone through the pains and sufferings of an early-age relationship and marriage, she didn't want her daughter to face any such circumstances. Not until, she's completely ready, mentally, financially, and socially. So there was a strict "No boyfriends" rule imposed on Leeza.

Leeza was blooming just as beautiful as her mother, with her dusky skin, shoulder-length black hair, and athletic figure. Whenever the mother-daughter duo went out together, they would get head turns from all the males and females around. At first glance, nobody would be able to tell that they were mother-daughter, they looked like siblings.

Mrs. Fernandez was cautious of the male attention and approaches, which she always lectured her daughter about. On the other hand, Leeza was enjoying all the male attention and female jealousies she would get in her day-to-day life.

As there were a series of restrictions on what she was allowed to do, Leeza often found herself in front of her Laptop which she insisted her mother to buy. And of course, she again persuaded her mother to get a high-speed internet connection, so that she could get all the help to assist her in her studies.

But like all young adults, who are in their early twenties, Leeza's body and mind were also eager to explore the forbidden world. From her girlfriends in college, she got her first view of porn. At first, she hated it, she couldn't process the idea of any such activities, it was a disgusting and filthy thing her upbringing had warned her about, but with time all the negative judgments and hatred towards porn and sex, in general, washed away from her mind.

Leeza learned this trick from one of her female best friends, "how to watch porn undetected."

She created a fake account on the social media site called "Quitter" and followed all the accounts her friend recommended. In that way, the web browser history will never show that she accessed any porn websites, what a brilliant idea!!

As a backup, she would have an educational or travel video playing on "Quotube", in a separate browser window and would switch to it, in case she heard her mother's footsteps nearby.

Nothing is free in this world, people often think if they're not paying money to access any particular web services like social media, they think it is free. But the fact is, they're paying for it, in the form of data.

Leeza had the impression that nobody would know about her secret activities on the internet. But she did not know that her data was being shared by the social media company to a giant corporation that owned "Quotube". The algorithms did their thing and one day Leeza stumbled upon this travel blogger's channel on "Quotube" named "Sanjay Vlogs". It got the immediate attention of Leeza. She Loved his travel vlogs, the places he visited, his interaction with the local communities, and most importantly the way he looked.

Often days Mrs. Fernandez would deliberately stay near Leeza, to check on her, whether her daughter had fallen into the ill traps of the internet, which she read in the newspapers or not. Videos of young girls in compromised situations getting viral on the internet had become very common and Mrs. Fernandez was very concerned about protecting her daughter from any such mishaps. Little did she know, her daughter had already become addicted to watching those viral videos, but in a very discreet manner.

Whenever Mrs. Fernandez would keep her daughter under surveillance, pretending to read newspapers while keeping her eyes and ears open; Leeza would switch to "Quotube" and watch videos of her newly discovered travel vlogger. She would watch those videos curiously and tell her mother there's so much we can learn from new places and cultures, but deep down in her mind something else was bothering her about this man, she was not able to find out.

Sanjay, being a travel blogger in his mid-thirties, maintained an appearance so youthful and vigorous that he could easily pass for someone in his early twenties. Despite his age, his energy and enthusiasm for adventure made Leeza attracted to him. His perfectly 'V' shaped body with the right amount of muscles at the right places would often make her weak between her legs. His deep manly voice was an add-on bonus for Leeza's endless daydream fantasies.

She was so obsessed with him, that she would watch his videos whenever she had some spare time from her studies, even in her college classroom, drawing the attention of all her female best friends who circled her to check out what Lezza was up to. Just a few minutes into the video, one of the girls in the group shouted out loud, "Ohh.... Myyyy... Goddd!!". Everyone including Lezza looked at her with a puzzled face.

"I've seen this guy, in that desi_viral_videos profile, on "Quitter", said the girl.

"What rubbish!!! Have you lost your mind?", Lezza responded.

All the other girls just exchanged looks seeing each other's faces.

"Trust me, I've seen him. Fine, let's check out that viral video together, then all you bitches will know if I'm right or you all are blind."

"Fine....!!", all replied in unison.

Leeza's heart stopped for a while in shock; when her friend pointed out the tattoo on the arms of that unknown man in the video.

Her friend was right, the tattoo matches Sanjay's.

"See....!! I told you all bitches...!! I'm never wrong. By the way, he's such a hot guy, look how he's fucking this woman, non-stop."

"Stop!!", Lezza shouted and got up from her place. "I need some fresh air.", saying this, she rushed out of the classroom while all the other girls continued to watch the videos. Not the travel blog; but the sex tapes leaked on "Quitter".

Now Leeza understood, why her womanly instinct was bothering her all this time. It was no one else but Sanjay's sex tapes she had been masturbating to in her bedtime. She can't even remember how many times she had achieved orgasms because of his sex tapes.

Soon Sanjay had also become the daydream subject of almost all those girls. Such was the impact of his charisma...

So when Sanjay announced, that he'd be visiting Kerala on his next trip, Leeza dropped him an email, stating if he needed a place to stay, they'd have an extra room.

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Eventually, Sanjay responded.

Leeza had no intention of charging any money from him and she made that point clear to her mother. But when Sanjay insisted, Mrs. Fernandez agreed to take a rent of three hundred rupees/ per night, in the emails they exchanged.

Leeza was on cloud nine.

"I can't believe it!! the man of my sexual fantasies is going to stay in our home. Ohhh.... God.. I can't wait to see him in flesh and blood. I just can't...."

Leeza wrote down these lines in her secret online note app. That's where she kept the list of all those porn posting accounts of "Quitter" and that's where this secret thought belonged, away from her mother's investigating eyes.

Finally, in the very next week, Sanjay reached their home as a paying traveler guest.

She took leave from her college stating illness, while telling her mother that she needed time for self-study as the exam was nearby. She didn't tell any of her college friends about Sanjay's stay at her house, for obvious reasons.

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It was one of those summer evenings in Wayanad, a district in the north-east of the Indian state of Kerala, "God's own country." The sun was gradually disappearing over the horizon, and the golden skylights along with a gentle cooling breeze were entering through the windows of the room, where Sanjay was staying.

As the room dimmed with the setting sun, only the orange hues spilling through the open window illuminated the space.

The noise from the surrounding daily market was so loud, that nothing would be audible if people were to talk to each other inside their homes in the neighborhood. The top floor room, where Sanjay was staying was no different. If he would even play songs with his portable speakers at max volume, people down on the streets would hear nothing. Not even a single beat or bass.

That fateful evening it was not the mixed music playlist that was being played by Sanjay, something else was unfolding, in that top-floor room. Away from the neighborhood's eyes, amidst the local market noise.

Sanjay was sitting on the edge of his bed, his back straight, his breathing measured, and eyes closed.

Leeza was there, kneeling before him, completely naked, engaged in tasting the dick of her life; the dick she had craved till now, was in her mouth. Her lips had engulfed the full girth of Sanjay's cock. The glance of his dick was sandwiched between her tongue and the rough surface of the upper mouth. She was licking every inch of his cock glance, flickering her tongue back and forth, teasing the tip of cock hole. She swallowed the saliva her mouth was producing mixed with Sanjay's pre-cum, as if she was sucking the nectar from a lollypop; a warm and hard boneless flesh indeed.

She ran her lips along the lengths of his dick feeling all veins pulsating with blood of lust.

The intoxicating smell coming out of her dream man's groin area was making Leeza lose control of her mind.

While all parts of her mouth were busy exploring the length and girth of Sanjay's cock. Her left hand slowly reached the scrotum, caressing the balls filled with semen, which was hanging just below his manhood. Her right hand reached her sweet honeypot in search of the thrilling electric sensations her clitoris always produced, whenever she rubbed herself in private.

Sanjay, grunting with pleasure, opened his eyes to look across the bed, the three-foot-long wall mirror gave Sanjay a clear view of Leeza's bent-over naked body.

He watched, breathing heavily, captivated by the sight of her beauty. Her ass cheeks, raised above the ground with perfectly symmetric curves converged at the wet glistening pussy, forming the shape of a heart. Even though her pussy was covered with a trimmed patch of pubic hair, the welcoming vulva lips of her pussy were shining in the sunset light, coated with transparent sticky discharges flowing all the way to her inner thighs. Her head moved in a rhythmic up-and-down motion, swaying her hair with each movement.

Shhrruuuuuuupppp.... Shhrruuuuuuupppp.... Shhrruuuuuuupppp!!

The room was silent, except for the slurping sounds of Leeza's blowjob. Suddenly, the room silence was broken by the call vibration of Leeza's phone. She paused for a second, to reach out to the phone and suppress the call, without letting go of Sanjay's throbbing cock in her mouth.

Before she could reach the phone, Sanjay wrapped both his hands around Leeza's hips and lifted her gently, drawing her body against his in one smooth motion. Leeza reacted instantly, wrapping her legs around his waist as he put forward his lips to kiss her deeply. Their parted lips and wet tongues overlapped in each other's mouths, filling the room with smacking sounds of their smooch.

Breaking the kiss, Sanjay laid Leeza on the bed on her back, facing him. Her torso was on the mattress while her hips remained on the edge. She draped her legs over either side of his broad muscular shoulders as he knelt before her.

Sanjay explored her body with reverence. His warm and wet tongue found the sensitive zones of her neck, licking every inch of it. It then moved slowly over her collarbones, sucking and licking all the way onto her breasts, taking each nipple at a time into his mouth, sucking it gently at first, and then with increasing pressure. While his mouth was busy sucking the nipples, both of his hands were mauling her soft tender breasts with force.

"Aaaaahhh...!! Ummmmhhhhhhhh.... Godddd!!!"

, moans coming out from Leeza's throat filled the room with raw ecstasy.

As Sanjay poured his attention on her body, the phone vibrated again.

Sanjay glanced at it, and asked, "Who's Rahul?", seeing the name on the screen.

Leeza, lost in the haze of arousal, replied breathlessly,

"Ohh...!!

don't worry about him.

Ufff.....!!

He's just a college guy. He thinks he's in Love with me.

Aaaahhh....!!"

Sanjay resumed his magic on Leeza's body, his right-hand fingers slid through the soft patch of trimmed pubic hairs between her legs. He rested his upper palm just above the pussy on her pubic mound, generating pressure beneath, while his four fingers started to move south feeling the sticky wetness and warmth pulsating out of her cunt. He began to circle his upper palm with pressure on the mound without changing its position, his fingers roamed freely, touching and feeling the lengths of her vulva lips, in to and fro motion before focusing on her clitoral hood. He kept cupping her pussy for a while before letting it go.

"Ufffffffff......!!"

, Leeza let out a sigh of relief, resuming her breath that she was holding for a while.

Sanjay positioned his right hand in such a way that his thumb could circle her clitoral hood with moderate pressure, while his index and ring fingers ran through the lengths of her vulva lips, up and down, allowing his middle finger to poke at the entrance of her cunt and eventually entering it with a slow and swift motion.

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His other hand caressed and squeezed her right breast, pinching the nipple to heighten her arousal, while his lips found her left breast, sucking on the nipple and flickering his tongue around the areola in clockwise and anti-clockwise directions, before teasing the tip of her nipple with the tip of his warm and wet tongue.

He did it all simultaneously, with high precision and consistency, sending waves and waves of sizzling sensations all over Leeza's body.

Leeza's body responded visibly, her back arching off the bed as she bit Sanjay's strong collar muscles, which muffled her moans.

Sanjay was making her feel pure bliss, her soul was touching the heavens..!!

Letting go of his collar muscles, Leeza wrapped her hands around Sanjay's head, pulled his face close to hers, and placed her lips on his.

"Ummmmmmmggghhhh...Ummmmmmmmggghh....Ummmmmmmmgggggghhhhhhhh!!"

, Leeza's moans subdued inside his mouth.

The phone vibrated again.

Breaking the kiss, Sanjay looked at the phone screen, while Leeza gasped for her breath; memories of a past incident began to occupy Sanjay's thoughts.

Years ago, he was in a similar situation but on the other side of the phone call.

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Flashback:

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Sanjay had always been captivated by Latika, ever since they became classmates at their college in Rourkela, a planned city located in the northern district of the Indian state of Odisha. It wasn't just her beauty that drew him in, but the aura of innocence and purity she exuded. As their friendship grew, so did Sanjay's feelings for Latika, evolving into a deep, silent Love that he maintained with respect for her seemingly conservative views on relationships.

Latika, fully aware of Sanjay's affections, manipulated his feelings with finesse. She used him for notes, assignments, and various other favors, all while maintaining a facade of modesty.

To Sanjay, blinded by Love, these demands were small sacrifices, to stay close to her, mistaking her reliance on him for trust and affection.

One anxious evening, when after several of his calls to Latika went unanswered, Sanjay was worried.

Finally, Latika picked up the phone.

His heart beat raced, as he was greeted not by her "hello", but by the sound of hurried breaths and a distant

thaaaap...!! thaaaap...!! thaaaap...!!

sound. Echoing, as if someone is ascending the narrow staircase to the top floor, where Latika lives.

"Where have you been? Are you okay?" Sanjay asked, with concern.

Her replies were short, breathy, and barely audible over what he heard, her footsteps on the stairs.

"Hello? Can you hear me? Why are you running? There's no one at your place, anyways?" he tried to sound light-hearted, though he was worried.

The footsteps halted momentarily, then resumed again, now even louder and faster, echoing down the stairs.

"Are you okay? Have you not reached yet?", concern deepened in his voice as the sounds grew more frantic.

All of a sudden, a deep, commanding male voice cut through from the background and said,

"Put him on speaker."

At this exact moment, the true nature of the situation unfolded before Sanjay. The noises Sanjay had mistaken for footsteps were, in fact, something entirely different. Latika was not climbing the stairs; she was on all fours, her lips biting into a pillow to muffle her moans as an unknown man was thrusting his dick into her cunt from behind.

The rhythmic

thaaaap...!! thaaaap...!! thaaaap...!!

was the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.

Latika's voice, once subdued, now filled his ears with lustful cries.

"Stop... Please... Aaahhhhh... Ummmhhh... Aaaahhh... Fuckkkk... Yessss!!...Yesssss!!"

she moaned openly, her voice escalating with each powerful thrust from her unseen partner.

Reality struck Sanjay with devastating clarity. The girl he had interpreted as innocent, was not what she always portrayed on the outside. His heart shattered as he listened, the rhythmic thrusting and the bed creaking under the weight of Latika and the unknown man.

The call disconnected, leaving Sanjay in a deafening silence.

The woman he had loved, whom he had revered as a paragon of virtue, had revealed her true self--a self that indulged in desires so freely with others, while he remained out of her intimate vicinity.

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