Silent Desire
Copyright© 2025 by The Silent Man
Chapter 7
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 7 - He’s always drawn to the forbidden, a married woman who lives downstairs stirs him. Patient and relentless, he starts a slow, deliberate seduction, breaking through her walls. In this dance of desire, he tempts her to surrender, even as guilt and consequence weigh heavily between them. Codes will be added as the story progress.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Reluctant Romantic Heterosexual True Story Cheating MaleDom Indian Male Indian Female Anal Sex First Oral Sex Petting Big Breasts Indian Erotica Slow
I informed Hari on Friday itself, and he was happier than I was, already planning for two days. I told him I had arranged a foreign brand through my known friend, Jägermeister, which is expensive in India but was available at half the price. He was happy and immediately sent me the amount, even though I said I would take care of it; in the end, he sent half. I arranged it, and he said he would take care of the side dishes.
He explained it to Ramya, and she didn’t respond; she just nodded. I caught her eye, and I saw a small smile when she looked at me. We all waited eagerly for the day.
The day finally arrived, and I went home at my usual time, but my parents had already left, handing over the key to Ramya. I approached her door, but Hari was already there, sitting on a sofa.
“Vikrant bro, come in”, he said, smiling.
I took off my shoes and entered. Ramya stepped out of her room upon hearing me, looking freshly showered as always. I glanced at her, sheepishly turned toward Hari, and handed him the bottle from the bag. It came with a separate pump and two peg glasses, which he examined.
“Wow, bro, that’s awesome,” he said, eyes wide with surprise, simply by looking at the package.
I looked at Ramya, and she returned my gaze. Then I turned to Hari, who was now unpacking everything.
“Ok, I will go and freshen up,” I said and started moving.
“Ok, bro, come and have a coffee afterwards. Ramya, make coffee for him,” he said.
Ramya nodded, handed me the key, and went to the kitchen. I went upstairs, showered, and changed into my usual shorts and T-shirt. When I came down, Hari was still in the same spot. I sat at the opposite end of the sofa. Ramya then brought coffee and handed it to me.
“So, Bro, what about the mixing for this?” he asked.
I nodded and showed him a few videos with cocktail ideas, then selected some juices.
“Ok, I will buy the juices, side dishes, and chicken,” he said, looking at Ramya on the last word.
But I intervened, saying, “No, bro, we can buy it too. Don’t make her do it at night,” considering the extra time with Ramya.
“Okay,” he said, “I will buy dinner for us too, so don’t make anything, Ramya.”
Ramya nodded. I said, “I’ll send some money to you.”
“No, no bro, I will take care of it,” he said, took the bike keys, then went out, and I followed him too.
“Okay, I will wait upstairs,” I said, so that he would think I wasn’t with Ramya.
“Why? You stay here, Rubini will come too, and talk with them,” he said.
“Okay, I will come after Rubini comes,” I insisted. He nodded and left.
Ramya locked the gate and looked at me with a question in her eyes.
I just chuckled and shrugged. She went to her door, and I followed.
Once inside, I sat on the sofa and pulled her close. She sat down, baby still playing on the floor.
“Are you okay with this?” I asked her, placing my hands on her hips
She nodded, gazing at her lap.
I slowly raised my hands to her breasts and massaged them through her nightie, turned her face, and kissed her. She responded by kissing me. I gently pushed her down onto the sofa and lay on her. I unzipped her nightie from the front and slid my hands inside, squeezing her breasts. She sighed into the kiss and moaned. I placed one hand on her legs and slowly slid it up with her nightie, tracing her thighs to her pussy. I pulled out one of her breasts, moved my lips away from hers, kissed her neck, and
“Rubini might come,” she whispered, but she didn’t stop me. I chuckled, thinking about Rubini, then moved down, took the nipple in my mouth, and sucked. My hand reached her panties, which were already slightly wet, and she moaned at my touch.
I slightly moved her panties and touched her directly. She arched and pressed into my hands. I caressed her lips and inserted a finger; she hissed. I slowly withdrew, then gradually quickened the pace as I slid my finger in and out. She began moaning and bit her lips. I inserted another finger and started fingering her ... She responded by arching her back, and I increased the speed.
“Ahhh...” she moaned again, closing her eyes.
Sensing her approaching climax, I started to finger fast, and bit her nipple, she arched her back and held for a moment, cumming on my fingers. She relaxed back into the sofa, and I slowly withdrew my finger and pulled her nightie down. I sat up, and she also pushed herself up and sat. She looked down at my shorts, pushed her breast in, and zipped them up. However, I was still massaging her breast. She looked at me, and I thought the same thing, but I couldn’t let Rubini see anything, or Hari might come too.
I shook my head, “Hari might come”
She nodded but sat there, and I had a thought. I took her hand and placed it on my shorts. She looked at me and shyly turned away. I leaned back on the sofa and pulled her closer. I took her hand and placed it inside the shorts.
She didn’t look or say anything; she grasped my cock and began stroking it slowly. I squeezed her breast through the dress.
“Rubini will come,” she whispered again, but didn’t stop.
“We will hear the gate,” I said, making a decision, “and she knew,” I added, looking at her face.
Her hands stopped, and her face suddenly turned toward mine, eyes wide with surprise and fear. I nodded, and she started to withdraw her hand. I stopped her, keeping it there.
“Don’t worry, she wouldn’t tell,” I said. She eased up a bit but looked at me with a question in her eyes.
“I will tell at night, after this, and he sleeps, okay?” She nodded. “Don’t worry or fear, she won’t tell; I will take care of it.” She nodded again and relaxed. Her hand started moving again and stayed silent. Then we heard the gate unlock sound. Ramya took her hand away and stood quickly.
“Brother? sister?” Rubini called.
“Night,” I said. Ramya turned. “Come after bath,” she nodded in understanding.
“Take it to the room,” I said, pointing at the bottle. She nodded and took it there. Rubini came in at the same time, surprised to see me, and looked at Ramya’s back.
“Hey, come in”, I said, smiling.
She came in and turned toward me. Her eyes shifted to the baby on the floor, but she noticed something else: my tented shorts, slowly going down. Her eyes widened, and she shyly turned away again, looking at Ramya, who now emerged from the room.
“Rubini”, Ramya greeted, but was slightly nervous.
“Hey, sister”, Rubini said in the same nervous tone.
Rubini sat down on the single sofa to my left. I then moved to the corner of the main sofa. Ramya arrived, sat next to me, and picked up her baby.
“Where is brother?” Rubini asked.
Ramya said, looking at the baby, “Went to the shop to buy dinner.”
“Oh, okay,” Rubini said, turning toward me, and I grinned. She looked down, but my shorts went back to normal now. I glanced at Ramya, who noticed where Rubini was looking. I just nodded; she turned to the baby, but I thought I caught a faint smile on her face.
“So, did you eat?” Rubini asked me.
“No, my parents are out of town, I will eat here only”, I said,
“Oh,” Rubini said, noticing the interest flicker across her face as well. At that moment, we heard the gate reopen. Ramya casually stood, sat on the single sofa, and held the baby on her lap, paying us no attention.
Even I was surprised by her casual, deliberate action. I looked at Rubini, but she was looking at the door. Hari entered.
“Hey, brother”, Rubini greeted.
“Rubini, you came”, Hari said
“Vikrant, I thought you would be upstairs,” he said.
“I was, I just came when Rubini came and called me here,” I lied, smiling at him.
“Oh, good. I was worried I might need to call you again,” he said, glancing at Rubini, smiling. “Thanks, Rubini.”
“No problem, brother,” she said, looking at me and turning toward Ramya, who smiled faintly and took the bags from Hari.
He then went to his room to wash up. Ramya went to the kitchen to take out the food and set the table.
I looked at Rubini, and she smiled before turning away, her usual teasing absent. Hari came out.
“Come, bro, let’s eat, you too, Rubini,” he called.
“No, brother, I will eat at home,” said Rubini.
“No, no, I bought food for you too. Tell your mother and come,” he insisted.
“Come on,” I invited Rubini. She nodded and stood up.
We washed our hands at the kitchen tap and then moved to the table. I took a seat opposite Hari, while Rubini sat nearby.
Ramya started serving and would come near me whenever Hari was not looking. Rubini noticed and ate silently. Ramya also sat near Hari and ate with her baby.
Rubini finished first and took the baby from Ramya. I stood up, washed my hands, and we moved to the hall to sit on the sofa. After a while, Rubini left, saying goodbye, and sat there talking with them while Hari waited eagerly. I then received a message from Rubini.
“Can we meet tonight?”
I thought and replied, “I will be in Hari’s place until 12”
“Why?” She asked
“Drinking”, I said to see her reaction.
“Oh ... When will you finish?”
I thought about it, even though it was my plan from the start. I considered the timing; it’s only 9:30 now. It will take at least two hours here. I needed to spend time with Ramya, which was important, but Hari would also need some time to sleep, so I replied, “After 11:30.”
Hari started preparing, took out juices, chips, chicken 65, and chilli chicken. Ramya went to the bedroom with her baby, giving me a look and smiling.
“Let’s start slow, it’s a strong drink,” I cautioned Hari. He nodded and poured. I said stop when he reached a level, and he poured a little extra for himself and mixed the juice.
We cheered and drank. I sipped my drink slowly, but he finished his in one gulp. He turned on the TV and played songs.
We gradually started to proceed, and he poured a little extra for himself each time, and I didn’t say anything because I had already had this liquor before; I knew the effect, so I kept it a little.
While drinking, he suddenly called Ramya. I thought she might be asleep since it’s almost 11, but she came out.
“Ramya, sit,” he said. I was surprised and looked at her. She sighed, glanced at me, then took a seat on a single sofa nearby. I wasn’t sure why he called her.
I could see he was getting drunk more than I was, and I myself started to feel the effects of the alcohol.
He gave her some chicken 65 and said, “Ramya likes Chicken 65.”
“Oh,” I said, glancing at her. She smiled softly and took some.
“I really like you, Vikrant brother,” he began, and I looked at him. He poured another drink and took a sip. He continued, “You are my friend here. Since you arrived, I feel relieved to have someone to enjoy life with.”
Once more, the guilt overwhelmed me like it did last time when we were drunk and I heard him speak this way, but it quickly faded again.
“I will pressure my mother and look for a girl to marry you, don’t worry,” he said.
“Thanks, bro,” I said, feeling a bit drunk, and looked at Ramya, who was staring at me while eating the 65.
“But I’m telling you again, Rubini likes you,” he said suddenly. I turned toward him, taking a piece of chicken and sipping.
“But you mentioned you don’t like her, and I believe her parents probably won’t agree either,” he continued. I nodded and glanced at Ramya, who unexpectedly smiled.
“Ramya likes you too,” he said, catching me off guard once more. I paused, sipping, glancing at him and Ramya; both of us looked surprised.
“I mean, she also asked her mother to find an alliance for you,” he said. Well, that’s unexpected, I thought and glanced at Ramya, who merely smiled in relief.
I heard my phone alert, picked it up, and saw a message. I remembered telling Rubini to message after 11:30, but it’s only 11:20 now.
“Where are you?” it said.
I took a sip while Ramya was observing my phone and me. I then looked at Hari, who was staring at the TV but not really watching, clearly drunk and lost in thought.
“I like you too, bro,” I said drunkenly, and he smiled but didn’t turn, his head already swaying from being drunk.
Feeling confident, I nodded and called Ramya over. She glanced at him but approached, and I showed her the message.
She read it and looked at me. I gave her the phone and poured myself a drink.
“Pour for me too,” Hari said, and I did, but only a little, with the bottle about only forty per cent empty, and we were already drunk.
He took his glass and drank slowly this time. I sipped mine and looked around, noticing Ramya wasn’t there. I then saw her sitting on the main sofa beside me, holding my phone and typing. In my drunken state, I didn’t mind it.
Now Hari was close to being fully drunk, so I stopped him from having another round. But he had drunk one more, then lay on the sofa with his legs on the floor.
“This is an excellent drink, bro,” he said drunkenly. I nodded and looked at Ramya, who showed the message, but my vision blurred, and I couldn’t see clearly.
I remembered I was supposed to meet Rubini now, but I don’t think I can jump walls in my condition.
By now, Hari had closed his eyes, and I leaned back on the sofa, not quite fully drunk but drunk.
I looked at Ramya. “What?” I asked.
She looked at Hari and then said, “She wanted to meet.”
I nodded and asked, “What did you send?”
“Okay”
“Okay?” I asked. “But now, I can’t,” I said.
She nodded as well. I felt disappointed, having missed a chance with her. The phone buzzed again, and Ramya tried to read it, but it was locked.
She turned the phone toward me; it read my face and unlocked. Since WhatsApp also requires my face, she then turned the phone back to my face to unlock it again.
She saw the message, and her eyes widened, but I didn’t understand what it was.
Ramya glanced at Hari once and leaned into me.
She whispered, “She asks if she can come to your house now?”
I was surprised, even while drunk. I didn’t consider Ramya’s opinion of Rubini and me, but I showed her the message. She responded to the message, but I didn’t understand at the time.
I wasn’t aware of what I said at the time. I only saw the messages the next day, once I was back to normal. Ramya chatted with Rubini and shared some things with me. Some of our conversation, as mentioned here, is what she told me. I don’t remember everything clearly.
I didn’t know what to say about that message.
Ramya typed something, put the phone away, and approached Hari, who was now nearly unconscious.
She picked him up, and I stood up to help her; even my steps weren’t steady, but we slowly got him to his bed and placed him there gently, without disturbing the baby.
Then I moved to the sofa and sat down, with her beside me.
“You should go”, she said
My head turned to her so fast, “What? You don’t want...?
She cut me off, “Rubini will come”
I was dumbfounded, “Now? Ramya, it’s risky”
“She said she will take care of it”, she replied
“What about us? You don’t?” I began.
I heard her say, “No, I will clean here, wait for him to sleep, and bathe. I will come once she leaves.”
I nodded, still uncertain, and said to her, “We didn’t do much, just enough to keep her silent.” I then asked Ramya, “Are you okay with this?”
She said, “We will talk when you are normal.” At least that’s what she told me the next day.
We heard a dog barking and a message alert.
Ramya unlocked the phone again and saw the message, “She is at the gate.” Ramya said. Handed me a key, “Gate locked, go open it fast and go up.”
I nodded and stepped outside, but Ramya didn’t follow. I opened the gate, and Rubini hurriedly slipped in. I locked it, then turned toward her. She glanced at Ramya’s now-closed door.
I went upstairs, trying to act normal, and unlocked my door. We entered; I closed the door and went to my room.
Rubini stood there, and I sat on the bed. I didn’t know what to do; I saw it was around 12.
“Wait,” I said and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, something I always do at night, then washed my face and hands before returning to the room. She was sitting on the sofa.
My vision cleared somewhat after the cold water on my face.
“Rubini, why are you here? It’s risky,” I said
“It’s fine, I’ll tell them I was out walking the dog,” she said, and I nodded in understanding.
“Did you drink?” she asked silently.
“Yes, don’t I look drunk?” I asked her, chuckling.
“Yes, you do, a little,” she said. “What about Ramya? You mentioned it in a message...” She paused, and I wasn’t sure what I had written in the message because I hadn’t actually typed it.
“She is asleep. I only came to see you, leaving Hari sleeping,” I lied.
She smiled, blushing, and nodded.
I asked again, feeling more confident and eager for her to answer: “Why are you here?”
“Just wanted to see,” she replied.
I nodded and pulled her closer to me, leaning near her face. I hesitated to kiss her since I was drunk, but she closed her eyes, waiting. I kissed her, and she responded. I cupped her jaw tightly, kissed her hard, with my lips catching hers. She didn’t know what to do next, so she let me take the lead. I always felt extra horny whenever I was drunk. I pushed my tongue into her mouth; she let me in and also tried to do the same. She met my tongue but didn’t fully enter my mouth. She put her hands on my shoulders and began touching her tongue with mine slowly. I pushed her onto the bed, and without breaking the kiss, I lay beside her.
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