Silent Desire
Copyright© 2025 by The Silent Man
Chapter 9
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 9 - 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
Ramya sat on the bed, facing me.
“Is he asleep?” I asked.
“Yes,” she nodded.
I pulled her close and pressed her against my chest, hugging her, “Tell me now, are you jealous?” I asked.
She didn’t turn away or blush; she looked at me and said, “Yes.”
I questioned, “Then why did you message her? Why did you tell me to meet her?”
She remained silent for a moment, then looked at me and said, “I like it,” her hand resting on my chest.
I was confused and asked, “Like what?”
She smiled and kissed me. She kissed without me doing anything first, “You, asking me, telling me everything,” she said.
“Oh,” I said, pulling her closer. My hands moved to her stomach. “And?”
She smiled again and said, “I like that she likes you and always tries to be around you.”
Didn’t I overlook Ramya’s sharpness? Well, now it’s becoming clear.
I moved to make her lie on her back, and she settled comfortably. I then lay beside her, propping myself on my elbow, my hands returning to her stomach. I moved her saree aside and gently caressed her.
I asked, “What happened yesterday after I was drunk?” She then recounted the conversation, which I included in my earlier chapter.
I then remembered the messages she had sent to Rubini.
I inquired, “You asked her to come to my room?”
She nodded, and I asked, “Why?”
“I didn’t want you to jump on the wall in that condition,” she said.
I looked at her and saw her concern for me. I kissed her; she responded passionately.
I whispered, kissing her cheek, worried, “What if someone saw or caught her?”
“I would have told; she came to meet me only,” she said immediately.
I asked her, ‘Why are you doing this? Are you worried she’ll tell others if we don’t go through with it?” Now, looking at her.
She shook her head and said, “No, even if we don’t do it, she wouldn’t tell because she’s afraid of the trouble. Also, yes, she has done it now, too, so she won’t tell anyone anymore. We have proof against her, but she has none against us.”
I looked at her and smiled, asking, “Proof? Is that why you messaged her like that and made her admit everything?”
She nodded and smiled, then asked, “I also wanted to know what you did and how she felt.”
The proof she cited consisted of the chats that happened while I was drinking, including Ramya messaging Rubini from my phone to ask about her feelings and other details. Once again, I was impressed by her intelligence.
“It’s just a precaution in case something happens. I like her, and she’s a good girl, so there’s no need to do anything,” Ramya added, and I nodded in agreement.
By now, I had gradually taken off her saree, leaving her only in a blouse. I leaned down and kissed her stomach. She moaned in response, and her hand moved to my head. I licked and gently bit, causing her to jerk and press my head closer.
“Have you seen her message entirely?” I asked, gradually moving closer to her breast.
She nodded. I went on, “Did you see that? She said she will be a good girl.”
I unbuttoned her blouse, she raised her hands, and I pushed it aside, looking at her bra-covered breasts and kissing her cleavage.
She confirmed, “Yes, I did.”
“She said she will do anything I ask,” I continued. I pressed my mouth to one breast and gently bit it through the bra.
“Hmm...” she moaned.
I went up, she opened her eyes, and I looked at her. As I undid her bra, she lifted her back and hand to help me remove it. She lay there with bare breasts, without blushing.
“What do you think I should do next with her, then?” I asked, playing with her erect nipple and massaging her breasts.
She was silent for a moment, enjoying what I was doing, and said, “I don’t know.”
I bent down, took her nipple into my mouth, and sucked. “What should I do with you now?”
She pressed my head to her breast and moaned.
“What you didn’t do with her,” she said quietly. I traced my lips over her body and smelled her soap as I moved down. My hand slid to her legs, and I slowly lifted her saree to her waist, revealing her surprisingly bare, wet, dark pussy; she didn’t wear any panties.
I kissed her thighs and went near her pussy. “And what didn’t I do with her?” I whispered from near her pussy and blew air on her lips. She hissed and moaned, her hand reached to my head, and she gently nudged me toward her pussy, but I resisted.
She groaned and lifted her pussy to my mouth, saying, “Do it,” with no hesitation or shyness, only desire.
“You say it first,” I insisted, gently tracing her pussy lips with my fingers while her hand held onto my hair.
“Putting it in,” she whispered and again pressed my head. This time, I didn’t resist. I chuckled and kissed her pussy.
“Ahh...” she moaned, arching her back and bringing her pussy close to her mouth. I slowly started licking her lips, her juices already leaking. I slipped my tongue in and licked faster.
“Hmm ... so good.” She’s become more expressive now, which I liked too. My hand moved to her breast and squeezed, rolling her nipples between my fingers, and my tongue started fucking her. I slipped a finger and fingered her while tongue fucking; she met my fingers, arched her back. I thought about something with Rubini, but I wanted to do it with Ramya first. I slowly slid my hands under her, lifting her ass and massaging. I slowly traced a finger near her hole and touched it lightly, and she jerked violently at the touch, forcing my tongue deeper.
“What...” she started, but I touched again and gently bit her pussy lips. She froze and climaxed, her juice coating my tongue. I licked. She came again, wetting my face, her body held for a moment, her hand gripping my head at her pussy, then slowly relaxing her body, and her grip loosening. I pulled my hands away and kissed pussy, then slowly moved upward, looking at her face. She opened her eyes, smiled shyly this time, and blushed.
“What ... why did you do it?” she whispered, not looking at me.
“You told me to do something I didn’t do to her,” I explained, kissing her neck. She turned around, exposing more of her neck for me to kiss.
“Yes, but I didn’t mean it,” she said, still not looking at me.
“Then?” I teased.
Now she turned toward me, her hands boldly went into my shorts and touched my cock. It twitched in her hand at the touch, so she took it out and touched it near her pussy entrance.
“This,” she said, and her hands moved to the short waistband, pushing it down; I took it off and lay entirely on her again.
“Do it then, put it in,” I said softly.
She took my cock again and touched it at her entrance, then gradually pushed the head inside, causing her to moan. “Hmm...” lifting her hips to meet my sliding cock and take it deeper, I slowly slid in and fully sank into her, lying on her. She clenched her pussy and squeezed my cock, moaning. I groaned and kissed her cheek, mindful that my face was wet with her juice.
“Is this what you meant?” I asked, slowly sliding in and out. She nodded. “Do you like it?” I asked.
“Yes, I really like it a lot,” she mumbled, closing her eyes.
I bent down, took a nipple into my mouth and suckled. Her hand reached for my head and another for my ass, pressing me closer. I began to increase my pace, her body responding to my thrusts with moans.
“Do you like it?” she asked between thrusts.
“Yes, I like it a lot too,” I replied honestly, and I started fucking harder now.
She constantly moaned, placing her hand on my head and turning it to face her. She now looked at my face with pleasure, biting her lip.
“Do you like it with me?” I nodded. “More than others?” she asked,
And I did what any man would do in that situation: I replied, “Yes, I do.” I went to kiss her neck again, but she raised my head and fiercely kissed my lips. I responded passionately, heightening the pleasure. She moaned into my mouth and slowly pulled her lips away.
“You ... can do it ... with others too. I can’t stop you, but ... You should do this with me as well...” she said. I sensed her approaching climax.
I nodded and sped up, approaching my climax as well.
“I really like this, and like you too,” she said, and she started shuddering. Her pussy tightened around my cock, and she reached climax. I also moaned and fucked faster. Reached my climax, and I came in her.
Her pussy loosened, and her grip on my ass and head relaxed; she sank back into the bed, and I remained inside her, breathing heavily.
I pulled away from her and lay beside her. She was there, her saree up at her waist, with her bare breast exposed. Her pussy, covered in my cum, was visible as her lips twitched slightly. I liked her position, turned towards her, and kissed her deeply. She was surprised, but she moaned in response. After a while, I withdrew and stayed silent; she didn’t speak.
I told her, “Don’t bathe or change your saree.” She turned to look at me after I spoke. I emphasised, “Stay in this saree until tomorrow morning, and don’t take a bath.” She blushed and nodded in response.
I checked my phone and saw it was 7:30. “It’s late; he must be awake now,” I asked, glancing at her.
She replied, ‘He must have called if he was. I would go and wake him up and the baby too, since it’s late.’
She turned and unexpectedly said, “I think you should do it with Rubini.”
I quickly turned to her and said, “What? I told you, Ramya, it’s risky.”
She nodded, saying, “Yes, but she will handle her side issue because she is clever.” She then sat up, pulled her saree down to cover her pussy, picked up her bra and blouse, put them on, and stood beside the bed.
“But I’m also concerned about my side issue if she does something or tells anyone”, I emphasised.
“She wouldn’t, I will talk to her,” she said. “It’s late, I will go wake him up and make dinner,” she added, taking my mobile from my hand and typing something. “I will send Rubini to call you for dinner,” she said before leaving.
I lay there thinking about her, her plans, and what she said. Once again, alcohol and tiredness forced me to close my eyes and sleep.
I was shaken awake and opened my eyes to find Rubini standing there, as Ramya said.
“Rubini”, I groaned sleepily.
“Hari is calling you to eat,” I nodded, glancing at the phone at 8:50. After sleeping for just an hour, waking up again is really difficult.
I paused for a moment, rubbed my eyes, and stood up. I felt my cock flapping and looked down, noticing I was naked. I then saw Rubini looking down and shyly meeting my eyes.
“Did you ... do it with her?” she whispered. I nodded, thinking of teasing her, and I moved closer to her.
Her eyes widened, yet she remained there, gazing at me. I gradually pushed her back against the wall near the bathroom door.
“Did you think about what we did?” I asked, my hand went to her waist directly, and slipped past her panties to touch her pussy.
“Yes,” she hissed, pressing into my fingers. I rubbed her pussy lips and played with her clit. She moaned, already beginning to get wet.
“Do you want me to do it again?” I asked, sliding in a finger.
“Yes,” she mumbled, and her hands touched my cock boldly, which was already half hard; alcohol always makes me hornier.
I moved closer to her face, lightly touching her cheeks with my lips. I whispered into her ear, “You are my good girl, right? Secret?”
My finger increased speed now, she met my fingers unconsciously, and I roughly massaged her breasts through the same top she had on since the afternoon.
“Yes, I won’t tell, will be good,” she mumbled, closing her eyes. I pinched her lips and clit slightly hard; she flinched and came.
“Ahh,” she moaned, biting her lip. I chuckled, thinking one thing is certain, she reaches climax easily.
“You will do anything I say, right?” I asked, and she relaxed and nodded now.
I said, “Come here, tonight after 11:30.”
“Okay,” she said immediately.
My cock is hard now, and I looked at her, and I placed my hands on her shoulders to push her down.
“Now do it,” I said. She looked surprised, but went down as I pushed.
Her hands reached for my cock, but I caught them and said, “No hands.”
She nodded. I then said, “Now open.”
I moved and pressed my cock toward her face. She opened her mouth, and I slid my cock in. In my drunken and sleepy state, I totally forgot where my cock was before, and I only remembered when I saw Ramya at dinner.
But at that moment, Rubini didn’t say or do anything and began sucking on my cock. I stood there with her hands in mine as her head gradually moved back and forth.
“Yes ... I like it,” I said. She kept sucking, and I placed one hand on her head.
“Open your eyes, look at me,” I ordered, and she did.
I moved and pushed her head against the wall, then slowly slid my cock in and out, gradually increasing the speed. She also tried to move her head whenever she could. I really began to like Rubini from that point on. She is eager, does whatever I ask, and enjoys whatever I do.
“Do you like it?” I asked, as my climax approached and I increased my speed.
She nodded and matched my speed. I moved faster but didn’t go any deeper, and I neared my climax.
“You are really being good, Rubini, I like it,” I breathed out and came. My cum burst into her mouth, and this time she swallowed some, without me telling, not entirely; some leaked out, but she swallowed some, my hand brushing her head. I opened my eyes and looked down. She was looking at me, eyes open. I smiled and sighed, slowly pulling away from her mouth.
I honestly said, “You are good, I liked it,” and her smile brightened.
I pulled her up and said, “It’s late, go downstairs. I will join you after I freshen up.”
“Hmm.” She nodded, adjusted herself, wiped her mouth, smiled shyly at me, and stepped out.
I went to the bathroom, poured water over myself, washed thoroughly, then stepped out, put on my dress, and went downstairs. On the way, I checked my phone and saw a message from Ramya.
“What are you doing? Is Rubini there? He’s waiting.”
I smiled and sent a message: “We did what you didn’t do in the evening.” I went to the hall, where the three of them were sitting in their usual spots. Hari was playing with the baby, while Rubini and Ramya were watching their mobiles. Ramya was still in the same saree.
“Vikrant bro, you finally arrived,” Hari said with a teasing tone. Ramya looked at me, then at her phone to check the message. Her eyes widened as she turned to Rubini and me. She then smiled and headed to the kitchen.
“Yes, bro, are you okay now?” I asked as I sat next to him.
Hari said, “Yeah, Rubini mentioned that your door was locked, and you didn’t open it even after she knocked and called for over five minutes.”
“Oh, I must have been exhausted,” I said, thinking that was how Rubini convinced him when she came down late. Clever. Rubini turned and smiled at me.
Ramya arrived with a plate of dosas and placed them on the table in front of me. She gave a faint smile and then went back to the kitchen.
Rubini stood and said, “Ok, brother, I will go eat and sleep. See you tomorrow.” She then said bye to Ramya, smiled at me, and went home.
Ramya brought another dosa, but I said that’s enough because I wasn’t very hungry. She nodded and went back.
My mother called me afterwards, saying they would leave at 10:30 and arrive home between four and five in the morning. She asked about my dinner, I replied that I had already eaten, then I hung up. Both Hari and Ramya were listening to my call.
Ramya seemed lost in thought. Hari nodded and said, “Well, the party’s over, but there’s still some liquor left. Maybe next time.” I chuckled, nodded in agreement, and then left, saying goodbye.
This time, I deliberately left my door unlocked and went to bed, lying down. Reflecting on what has happened since Saturday night, I realised it had been a good time. I spent time with Ramya, talked openly, and thought about Rubini, things that happened with her, and our future encounters. Throughout, I cummed four times only, considering the things that happened, although it was more than usual. I still have at least one pending encounter with Rubini and Ramya.
I received a message and, thinking it might be from Rubini, I opened it, but it was actually from Ramya.
“Is Rubini coming?”
I felt guilty for not telling her, and I wondered how she would react now.
“Yes, after 11:30,” I sent it.
“Good, I will leave the gate unlocked then,” she sent.
Good? I wondered, what’s happening?
“And you?” I sent.
“I told him I have clothes to wash and I will do it at 12:30 after he sleeps”.
I understood and sent “Okay, where’s he now?”
“In the room, putting the baby to sleep, I am in the kitchen, cleaning”, she sent.
At that moment, I received a message from Rubini.
“Went upstairs?” She sent.
“Yes, you had dinner?” I replied.
And,
I sent a message to Ramya. “She is messaging me now”.
“Okay, talk then, and send her back before 12:30,” she replied. I can almost hear the warning in her tone.
“Okay, okay, I will”, replied with a mock surrender emoji.
And,
Rubini asked, “Did you tell Ramya what happened?”