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"Flip over," demanded Malavika as she withdrew the strapon cock only to have Kajal lay flat on her back. Malavika wrapped her small arms under Kajal's thighs and hoisted her legs up and over her shoulders.

Kajal's feet planted on both sides of Malavika's head as she pushed the cock back between her pussy lips and plunged it in as deep as possible.

"Oh fuck," Kajal moaned as the cock went deep into her womb. "Take me Malavika, I'm yours baby, take it all."

Malavika moved her hips expertly, grinding, pushing, fucking Kajal like she had never been fucked before. Kajal couldn't understand how this little dynamo could know so much about fucking another woman but right now she was so glad she did.

"I want you to fuck my ass. Please fuck my ass," Kajal begged as Malavika slammed the cock into her pussy over and over again.

Malavika grabbed a pillow and lifted Kajal's ass up, shoved the pillow under her butt, pulled the cock out of her pussy and gently, ever so slowly began to ease the large head into Kajal's back door.

Malavika was surprised at how easily the cock was accepted by Kajal's ass. She assumed Anushka must be training her new lover's asshole with a plug, much like she had done Rashmika a year ago.

Malavika now moved her cock faster, in and out as she played with Kajal's clit, stroking it with her fingers. In the meantime, Kajal was groaning, taking the eight inch cock with delight.

Kajal's hands thrashed and tore at the sheets as her body felt on fire. Sensing Kajal was close to cumming, Malavika collapsed on her chest as their lips came together in a long, lingering, wet kiss.

When Kajal came, it was shattering as a fire raged from her ass to her clit and up to her nipples. It was one of the most intense orgasms she had as the girls slowed their pace, their lips still locked as they sucked on each other's tongue.

As the two girls rested, Malavika shared with Kajal how her roommate Rashmika had seduced her one night after a shower in the dorm and how she came to love lesbian sex. Malavika confirmed that she was a true lesbian and actually enjoyed meeting and seducing young straight chicks, introducing them to the joys of lesbian love. Kajal too shared how she had come to be Anushka's little love slave for the week and she had discovered she really enjoyed the lesbian lifestyle as well and had no interest in returning to her previous relationship with a man. She also shared with Malavika the condition Anushka had made, her special favor that she had to seduce a straight girl and present her to Anushka as a gift. A token of her gratitude for making her the perfect lesbian lover.

"That's exactly what she made Rashmika do... do with me actually," Malavika admitted. "Kat seduced me and I've never been happier. It's been the greatest thing that ever happened to me," Malavika added.

The two girls stared into each other's eyes and kissed a few minutes more until Kajal got up, turned off the light and then snuggled close to her new lover.

Kajal had never been happier and like Rashmika she knew what she had to do. She would seduce her best friend Samantha. The young teacher at school would become her lesbian lover. She was a little scared of what might happen if Samantha rejected her. Likely their friendship would be over. But she was her best friend...not to mention really cute and sexy too. They had a chemistry, a special bond and Kajal knew she had to try. She hoped Samantha would not spurn her and she wondered how she would get it done but she did know what she had to do. She was a lesbian now and soon Samantha would be too!

It had been almost a week since Kajal had been brought to Anushka's for training on how to be the perfect lesbian lover and while Kajal had been forced to have non-consensual sex: drugged, blackmailed, and dominated by other women, she now embraced this transition in her life. It was almost as if the Kajal who existed before last Friday was gone and a new version simply took her place.

Kajal would never be able to adequately convey the new feelings she had or share with others the profound change in her life, but she knew it was as if a light were shown for the very first time that removed any darkness. Her life had become clear and she knew exactly what she really wanted – not what others had told her she should expect and be content with.

She had tasted the fruit and now she wanted to devour and savor its essence. Tamanna had shared with Kajal that neither she nor Anushka had ever drugged another woman before. Anushka much preferred the art of seduction but that time demanded it and they knew Kajal would be resistant to embracing the change she needed in her life.

Kajal wondered if Anushka and Tamanna had not taken such drastic measures with her, would she have spent her whole life never knowing the true joys that she now enjoyed. Discovering that she was truly drawn to women was just one of the many changes she had discovered about herself. While she was comfortable in the classroom speaking to children, she had always been a bit less outgoing socially.

She loved to dance and eventually warmed up to those around her, but there was no question she had always been inhibited and perhaps submissive when it came to sex. While she had only had three male lovers, they always took the lead when it came to initiating their lovemaking.

Now she found she enjoyed the chase and actually relished the thought of seducing a young woman, perhaps a straight woman like she had been, and helping her discover a side of herself she had never known existed.

She had enjoyed taking the lead with Sonarika, the waitress from the wine bar and Malavika, the young coed.

Over the last couple of days she had spread her wings a little more when Tamanna introduced her to a client from a photo shoot and before the session was over, Kajal had asked for the woman's number and had followed up by calling her and spending the afternoon making love to her. Kajal had a new sense of confidence and was totally at ease now playing the role of seductress.

When she arrived back at Anushka's on Thursday afternoon, her mistress met her at the door. "Tamanna said you two went shopping today. Is she not with you?" Anushka asked.

"No, she headed to Trisha's for the evening. She thought maybe we could join them for dinner," Kajal replied.

"I have something else in mind. First, I want you to undress," Anushka directed. Kajal who thought nothing of her instructions as Anushka routinely kept her nude, displaying her gorgeous body. "I have a gift for you. You have exceeded my expectations and your training is almost at an end."

Anushka took the teacher's hand in hers as they walked back toward Anushka's bedroom. The room that had begun the whole episode in her life almost a week ago. "I mentioned to you that your gift to me for introducing you to the joys you have found is to seduce a young woman. Someone close to you, a friend, another teacher at school... someone you could share what you have found. I believe you had in mind your friend Samantha," she concluded.

"Yes, mistress. Samantha is my best friend and I want to show her what it's like. How things can be," Kajal replied, a sparkle in her eye as she shared her enthusiasm with her mentor.

"And you want Samantha to be a lesbian too? More than just a lesbian, you want her as your lover don't you pet?" Anushka inquired as they stopped in the hall talking.

"Oh, yes mistress, more than anything. I know I can win her love, show her how awesome it is to be with another woman, to be with me," Kajal said back, excitement now filling her voice.

"I know you will have a baby. But first, there is one more task for you. I have a girl here, much like you were last week. Unlike you, she wasn't drugged but she needs to be brought into our sisterhood. I have talked with her and she is at ease but she's unsure of it all. I want you to initiate her pet. Show her how wonderful it can be with another woman. But you are not to say anything until I direct you. Do you understand?" Anushka commanded

"Yes, mistress," Kajal replied.

"I have her tied to my bed... blindfolded. I want you to devour her. She is to become one of us. She is my gift to you and you both will be a gift back to me," Anushka smiled.

As Anushka opened the door, Kajal could not believe her eyes. Even blindfolded, she recognized immediately the light blonde hair of her friend Samantha. Her arms were outstretched, fastened to the post of the bed by the wrist restraints which had held her fast throughout much of the week. Likewise her feet were drawn to the post at the other end.

A blue blindfold, likely the one Anushka had used on her last Friday, was positioned on her face covering her dark brown eyes. As the door opened, the rustling of feet on the carpet, Samantha lifted her head off the pillow and seemed to focus on someone walking into the room.

Kajal gazed over Samantha's naked form. She was smaller than Kajal. Her little pink nipples were already erect against the pale mounds of her small breasts which heaved up and down.

Kajal could tell her friend was extremely nervous and she anxiously wanted to put her at ease as well as take advantage of the opportunity she had thought about for days.

Kajal crawled up on the bed, on her knees between Samantha's thighs as she moved up the girl's chest. Kajal's large breasts hung down and gently rubbed over Samantha's flat belly, coming to rest against her own creamy tits.

Kajal's nipples hardened at the thoughts which ran through her mind and she was sure Samantha knew a woman was on top of her, moments from introducing her to the joys of Sapphic love.

When Kajal's lips touched Samantha's, it was as if an electric charge ran through her body. They had been friends since Samantha started teaching fourth grade earlier that year. Samantha was three years younger than Kajal and less outgoing than her best friend. In all that time, Kajal had never really thought about Samantha in a sexual sense. Now the young woman wanted her in the worst way.

Her lips pressed hard on the blonde's as she let her body come to rest over her friend's. If there was any hesitation, it was quickly dispelled as Kajal pried apart Samantha's lips with her tongue and Samantha allowed her to probe without obstruction. Samantha yielded completely to this stranger and found herself sucking on Kajal's tongue, even chasing it when it retreated from her mouth.

Kajal heard little whimpers emitting from her new lover and suspected it may have been some time since she was kissed as passionately as she was now. Kajal continued sliding her wet lips over the blonde's, cradling her head with her hand as she sucked on her bottom lip, kissing her with a passion unmatched by any kiss with anyone else.

She would have liked nothing more than to kiss Samantha all afternoon, but she wanted to explore the young woman's body. To sample the treats she had seen on so many occasions, yet never thinking of them in the same way.

Anushka had taken up a position on the bed sitting beside the restrained woman. She reached out and tweaked the young girl's nipple, using her fingers to trace the areola drawing a sigh from Samantha as Kajal dropped her lips, planting soft kisses on her face, neck and chest before focusing on her pink nipple.

Samantha groaned as Kajal sucked on her nub, drawing the warm flesh in, sucking, running her tongue on the tip, biting it lightly.

"You like that baby? You like her sucking on your titty?" Anushka inquired as she pinched the other nipple in her fingers. Samantha only moaned as she turned her head, her face pressing against the satin pillowcase.

Kajal held both of Samantha's breasts in her hands, rubbing them, caressing as she held the mounds of soft flesh. She loved sucking on her tit and knew this would be the first of what would be many, many occasions to suckle at her lover's breasts.

Kajal licked all around Samantha's tit before moving to the other, trying to squeeze as much of the breast as possible into her mouth, drawing the little nub in and biting, sucking on the tip. Kajal could hear soft moans of appreciation from Samantha and then shifted in the bed to gain access to her real prize.

Kajal was delighted to see that Samantha too shaved her mound bare. A blonde, she had really faint hair and her skin was satiny smooth against Kajal's advancing lips. She could smell her arousal, a slight, delicate, sweet smell. Samantha had a really pretty pussy Kajal thought.

 

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Kajal spread the girl's lips, gazing for the first time at her friend's delectable pussy. As she parted the soft flesh, she looked in at the pink inner walls of her cunt, so pretty, as she touched her with her tongue and ran it down her slit.

"Oh fuck, oh my gawwwd," Samantha moaned as Kajal began to feast on her treasure.

"That's it baby. Let her taste you. Feels good doesn't it. It feels wonderful having a woman eat your little pussy," Anushka smiled.

Kajal scooped her hands under Samantha's ass and drove her face in as far as possible as she scooped up her juices with her tongue. She wanted Samantha to enjoy this more than anything in her life. She wanted this moment to last. As she licked Samantha's dripping box, the teacher thrashed her head back and forth. It wasn't lost on Kajal that Samantha loved what she was doing. She was confident this wouldn't be the last time she pleased her best friend with her tongue.

Anushka in the meantime reached up and unbuckled the restraint that held her left hand before moving to the other side and doing the same with the right. Samantha immediately brought both hands down to Kajal's head and instead of pushing her away, seemed to guide her along her vagina, moving her from spot to spot as Kajal continued to lick and probe with her soft tongue.

Moving to the foot of the bed, Anushka unbuckled her legs as Samantha moved her lean legs up, wrapping them around Kajal's. Anushka walked over to her vanity and took a strapon harness from a drawer. She selected a dildo and ran it into the opening, securing it in place and then coated the shaft with lube.

"Fuck her pet. Fuck her pretty pussy, make her yours," Anushka instructed as she handed the harness to Kajal. Her young apprentice knelt on her knees as she stepped in and moved the strapon into place, securing it tight before she lay back between Samantha's box, but not before placing one more delicate kiss on her soft pussy lips.

She guided the slippery head to the entrance of Samantha's opening and then sensing no resistance, moved it deeper and deeper until the whole shaft had disappeared between Samantha's warm thighs.

Kajal moved her hips, her ass rotating as she drove the cock in and out of her lover. She had come to emulate the movements of a "top" and felt she could use her cock as well if not better than any man. She lay back down, her full weight on Samantha, their breasts pressing together as she took up again kissing the young teacher.

This time it was Samantha who sought out her mouth and plunged her tongue deep into Kajal's. Kajal had ignited a passion in Samantha and she sought her lips, kissing her deeply as she grabbed at Kajal's ass with her hands, pulling her deeper into her pussy.

"Fuck me, oh fuck me. That feels so good. Fill my pussy," Samantha chanted encouraging Kajal on as she moved her hips back and forth. Anushka looked on approvingly. Kajal had learned well and she admired the young woman's ass as it moved up and down, pushing the cock deeper and deeper into Samantha.

She hadn't created just another little lesbian. Watching Kajal take Samantha, she knew she had trained a skilled and dedicated dyke.

"Take her blindfold off. Take it off of her," Anushka instructed Kajal. Kajal wondered what Samantha's reaction would be when she saw it was her. Regardless, she knew both women had come too far to turn back as she pushed the fabric up, sliding it to the crown of the girl's head exposing her soft brown eyes.

Their eyes locked. It was a moment frozen in time as Samantha's eyes teared slightly before she closed them and kissed Kajal again on the lips, softly, and then more forcefully.

Kajal reached down and took both of Samantha's hands in hers as they locked fingers and Kajal moved her friend's arms over her head.

"Fuck me Kajal, please fuck me, take me," Samantha encouraged as Anushka looked on. Anushka backed out of the room, shutting the door behind her, allowing the two young lovers their moment together.

The two women moved their bodies in unison. Kajal continued to kiss her new lover. Her hands released Samantha's as they coiled around her young charge and cradled her softly. Samantha's legs wrapped around Kajal's, anchoring her in as Kajal bent up allowing her breast to move to Samantha's face. The young girl raised her head slightly and sucked in Kajal's nipple as she suckled on her tit.

"Ooom, that feels so good. Suck me Samantha, suck on my titty," Kajal hissed as her hips continued to move up and down, driving the cock into Samantha's wet pussy.

Samantha licked all around Kajal's breast, sucking on the hard nipple, biting it lightly drawing appreciative groans from her lover. Kajal twisted, allowing the other breast to sway at Samantha's face which she instantly drew into her hot mouth.

"Fuck that feels so good. I love your pussy, I love fucking your pussy," Kajal groaned.

"I love you," Samantha said back softly. Even in the throes of passion, the words were unmistakable as Kajal almost froze in place. Her heart thumped loudly in her chest as she scooted back down and closed on Samantha's lips. "I love you too. I love you so much," Kajal said as she wrapped her arms around Samantha, squeezing her as tight as possible.

As Kajal looked down, she could see tears rolling down the sides of Samantha's face. She did love Samantha. She knew it. Samantha was her best friend. Now she was her lover and much more.

Kajal felt Samantha's legs clamp tightly around hers and though she had never heard her friend climax, she knew it was imminent as Samantha wrapped her arms around Kajal squeezing with all her might. Her hungry lips sought our Kajal's and she kissed her with passion.

"I love you, I love you so much," Samantha chanted as she thrust back at Kajal and then crying out, "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck." Her orgasm was intense as Kajal drove hard as Samantha rubbed Kajal's legs with her own.

The two came to a slow halt as their lips found each other. Kajal kissed Samantha on her forehead, beads of sweet sweat pooling on her brow. They lay in each other's arms, silent, as Kajal stroked Samantha's arm.

"Did you mean what you said a while ago?" Samantha inquired as she kissed Kajal's soft shoulder as the older girl lay on top of her.

Kajal withdrew the cock slowly from Samantha's wet box as she slid to her side. "Yes, I did. I love you. I can't believe you're here but I'm so glad you are. I need to tell you something," Kajal sighed.

"I need to tell you something first," Samantha said looking away.

Kajal could sense the anxiety in her voice, a tension that seemed to be welling up.

"What is it? What's wrong" Kajal asked.

"I did all this. It's been me. Everything you've been going though. I'm the reason," Samantha said, her voice cracking.

"What are you talking about?" Kajal inquired, totally lost in Samantha's rambling statement.

"Do you know what it's been like to love someone. Love them so much, only they don't know it, don't return it?" Samantha asked, her eyes filled with tears.

"I've loved you from the first moment we met," Samantha went on as Kajal looked startled, trying to understand what her friend was talking about.

"For more than a year, I wanted to tell you. I actually tried. But you never seemed to get the hint and I was so afraid, so afraid of losing you. If I told you, you might get freaked out or something," Samantha went on.

"You mean, you've always felt this way?" Kajal seemed to grasp Samantha's anxiety.

"Always! All the times you came to me with problems you and Kanna might have, I wanted to tell you how much I loved you, how much I wanted you. But you always went right back. The night you guys had a fight, remember? Remember the night you came over and we were watching TV and drinking wine and you were sharing how unhappy you were?" Samantha asked, searching Kajal's face.

"Yea, I remember. We drank way too much... I remember that night!" Kajal laughed.

"Well, I went in the bathroom and I decided that was going to be the night - the night I told you, showed you how much I loved you. I stripped off all my clothes and I was going back to the den and tell you once and for all I loved you, I wanted you. Then I heard you call out that you were leaving. Before I could get to the door, you had walked out of my apartment. I ran to the window and saw you get in your car," Samantha explained.

"Shit, you're kidding," Kajal shot back.

"No, I'm not. I went to bed that night and cried so hard," Samantha said looking up at Kajal.

"So, what's that got to do with what you were talking about? You did what?" Kajal pressed.

Samantha seemed to be reflecting on her choice of words. There was an awkward silence. "Anushka is my aunt."

"Your aunt!" Kajal exclaimed. "She's your aunt?"

"Yea," she said, looking back searching Kajal's face. "I told her how I felt about you. I've been 'out' since high school. I've known since then what I was, who I was, only my family didn't take it so well. I knew Aunt Anushka was a lesbian and confided to her and she's been there for me ever since. Mom and I rarely talk but Anushka's there. When I told her about us, well, she said she'd take care of it. She'd help me."

"So what you're telling me is you and Anushka set all this up? Kajal asked.

Samantha was afraid. She looked for some answer as to what Kajal was thinking. "Yes, we did. I did. I wanted you so much. I thought if only you were, I don't know, bi or something. If only you were on a level playing field, not repulsed at my advances, maybe you might come to love me too."

Kajal saw the tears as they streaked down Samantha's face. She knew how hard this was for her. There was a moment she felt angry she had been deceived. As she stared into Samantha's eyes, her soft brown eyes, her friend looked so vulnerable.

As much as she was angry with the deception, she reflected on what she had told Anushka – that she would seduce Samantha! That was when she thought her best friend was a straight woman. It seemed almost comical now that a woman she had planned to turn into a lesbian was already a lesbian.

A smile appeared on Kajal's face as she bent down and kissed Samantha's soft lips. Samantha was so relieved as she kissed her back. "So now that you have me, what are you going to do with me?" Kajal inquired.

"Love you. I'm going to love you like no one has ever loved you. I love you so very much," Samantha responded.

"Show me," Kajal dared.

 

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Samantha looked at Kajal for just a second before she crawled on top of Kajal and attacked her with her lips. She kissed her long and hard before moving down Kajal's body, covering her breasts, chest, nipples, and stomach with soft kisses. In moments Samantha had settled between Kajal's legs where she would spend countless hours in the future.

Breaking the news to Kanna was difficult for Kajal but she knew it had to be done. She didn't talk about Samantha or her lesbianism but rather focused on how things had not been the same for either for a while and that it was time to move on. Kajal had pointed to the fact Kanna had never wanted to commit and now it was time both parted. She hated to hurt him but she also knew things couldn't be the same again. She simply didn't feel the same and never would.

Kajal and Samantha moved in together as Kajal left her apartment. To most it didn't appear unusual for a couple of close friends to share an apartment. With their spring break over, the two reported back to school almost as if nothing had changed. But Kajal had an errand to run on Wednesday. Tamanna had an appointment to get a new tattoo and she had made arrangements for Kajal to join her.

When she arrived home Wednesday night, Samantha was waiting with baited anticipation. "So did you do it?" Samantha inquired, her bright smile betraying her excitement.

"Close your eyes," Kajal instructed as she removed her top and slipped off her bra. "Now open them," Kajal directed.

Samantha could not believe the spectacle before her. Kajal's big breasts were capped off by two little piercings. A small gold barbell went through each nipple, still a little red and puffy from the procedure.

"Did it hurt?" Samantha asked as she moved closer to inspect the nipples.

"Like hell," Kajal shot back. "But Tamanna held my hand the whole time. I mean, it wasn't that bad but I'm glad its behind me. What do you think?" she gushed.

"They're beautiful," Samantha answered back. "Can I touch them?"

"Sure but they're still a little sore. The guy said it might be a few months before they're completely healed up so we need to be careful," Kajal explained as Samantha ran her finger delicately over the piercing and the soft nipple.

"I did this too," Kajal started as she slipped off her shoe and sock exposing a trail of colorful little stars on the top of her right foot. It was still a little red from the needles but it was pretty against the bronze skin of her foot.

"Wow, you really went all out," Samantha said.

"Well... I have one more," Kajal explained.

"You got another tattoo?" Samantha inquired, "Damn what else did you do?"

Kajal unsnapped her pants and lowered them. She was wearing thong panties and she wrapped her thumb in the strap and pulled it along with the pants down, exposing her pussy to her lover. Samantha backed up at the sight.

There on Kajal's hip just inches from her pussy were two interlocking circles, female gender symbols in red, yellow, green, purple – a variety of bright colors. "It's a pride tattoo," Kajal explained. "This was Tamanna's idea."

"I bet," was Samantha's short reply as she dropped to her knees planting kisses on Kajal's exposed pussy. With her free hand, Samantha pulled Kajal's pants down and Kajal helped kick them off as her lover took up a familiar position between her thighs.

Since they had moved in together, Samantha spent most afternoons and nights feasting on Kajal's pussy and loved it when Kajal would fuck her with her strapon. While Samantha occasionally used the strapon herself, she was much more comfortable having the cock buried in her pussy.

The girls had invested in a variety of dildos and they both enjoyed a long two headed version they used on each other. As the weeks and months went by Samantha and Kajal became inseparable as their love grew. Kajal was relieved when she ran into Kanna who informed her he had begun dating again. She wished him all the best and they parted with the best of friends.

When he asked about her, she still thought best about sharing her life with Samantha and simply said she was putting one foot in front of the other.

One night lying in bed, Kajal shared with Samantha how she had helped Tamanna recently on a photo shoot of a lesbian wedding.

"Would you ever want to do that, get married?" Samantha asked as she snuggled next to her lover in bed.

Kajal looked into her eyes with a bit of mischief, "Sure...so like, would you be my wife?" she smiled back.

"Yea, I'd be your lesbian bride. I could have Aunt Anushka give me away and Tamanna could photograph our wedding too," Samantha answered back. "And you would be my loving spouse. I'd like that. We would always be together."

Kajal kissed Samantha on her lips. It was as passionate as their first kiss. The charge she felt had not faded over time. It might have actually increased as she felt closer to Samantha than she had with anyone in her life.

"Have you met that new teacher at school...?" Samantha asked. "She teaches science, real pretty girl."

"No, I don't think but you obviously have," Kajal smiled back. "Some reason you're asking me about her?"

"No reason really. I mean, I was just thinking, she is really attractive, and we were talking... well she just moved here and she doesn't really know anybody," Samantha went on.

"I see... and I take it you're interested in helping her meet some people," Kajal smirked. "Do I detect by that devilish tone you want me to meet her, maybe get to know her better."

"Yea, that's exactly what I mean," Samantha shot back.

"And is she a straight girl?" Kajal asked.

"Does it matter?" Samantha responded sharply.

"No. No it doesn't. So I take it you don't mind sharing our bed with another girl?" Kajal asked as she reached down to feel Samantha's box already beginning to moisten at the thought.

"I'd like that. I'd like that a lot," Samantha moaned as Kajal's finger's entered her juicy twat.

"And you'd want me to bring her home, seduce her, have her eat your little pussy? You'd like that? You'd like to have her licking that hot little snatch of yours?" Kajal asked as she plunged her fingers in Samantha's hot box.

"Yea," she moaned. "I want you to have her eat me."

"And what if I fucked her? What if I fucked her in front of you?" she pressed.

"Yes, I want to watch you fuck her. I want you to fuck her in front of me. Maybe she would eat my pussy as you fuck her. I want that. I want you to bring her home, to our bed, and fuck her," Samantha chanted as Kajal worked Samantha's clit with her thumb.

"I will. I'll introduce myself to her. But you have to do something for me. I want something," Kajal pressed.

"What do you want? I'll do it. I'll do anything you ask," Samantha moaned as the fire built in her womb.

"I want to mark you. I want you to get a tat for me," Kajal teased in her ear, her hot breath on the side of Samantha's face.

Samantha opened her eyes and looked into Kajal's. "You want that don't you? You want to ink me up like you and Tamanna?"

Since getting the tattoo on her hip and foot, Kajal had two more. It seemed she loved having her body inked. It was an expression of who she was. She had a black tribal tattoo placed on her lower back and the most daring was one she recently had inked on her neck. Just under her hairline on the back of her neck, she had a colorful fairy with little spread wings. The female fairy, though small, had detailed breasts. It almost looked like a butterfly without close inspection.

With her hair down, the tattoo was completely hidden from sight, but evident when she wore her hair up, piled on top of her head. She loved to go to the clubs with her hair pinned up showing the new tat and Tamanna absolutely loved it.

She had decided to have the new tat on the announcement to close friends and family that she was "out." Even some of the other teachers at work had heard about her new status but seemed to be accepting. Regardless of what anybody else thought, she was comfortable in who and what she was.

"So, are you going to do it? You're going to let me," Kajal pressed.

"If that's what you want," Samantha breathed as Kajal continued to fuck her pussy with her fingers.

"That's what I want," she shot back. "I'm going to have Lynn down at the shop and put a little nautical star right there on your hip, right next to your pussy," she said matter of factly as she stared at the girl's hip with her eyes. "And I'll have a matching one on my wrist. We'll have matching tats. That's what I want."

"I'll make it a point to meet New teacher tomorrow. Maybe invite her over Friday night," Kajal added. "It'll be exciting to have two lesbian sluts in bed. I think I'll fuck you both. Maybe fuck that little ass of yours," she said as she playfully slapped her butt.

"Why don't you get our cock out of the dresser. I think I want to fuck that hot little pussy of yours," Kajal instructed.

Samantha looked at Kajal briefly before she pressed her lips to her lover's mouth. Samantha loved Kajal with all her heart. She had gone to great lengths to win her love and would do anything in the world for her lover, her best friend, and the love of her life. There was no question, Samantha was simply hot for her teacher.

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Case One – Part 1 (Missing Husband?)

Tamanna: Oh! Yes! That’s it, Rajeev, don’t stop! Fuck Me! Harder!

Tamanna kept moaning as she got fucked by her husband Rajeev in the missionary position. He had a pillow under her hip. With her legs on his shoulders and his hands grabbing her thighs for support. He kept pumping his rock hard cock in her wet cunt as fast as he could.

Tamanna’s moaning had filled the room along with the smell of her cunt juices as she had orgasmed once and was on her way for a second. Rajeev let go of her thighs and pushed them apart, spreading them wide. He removed his dick and got between her legs.

Rajeev began to lick her cunt. Tamanna’s moans got louder as she felt his tongue flick her clitoris. She loved it when Rajeev played with her cunt using only his tongue. He darted his tongue inside her vagina and licked it like a hungry dog.

A while later, he moved up and shifted his focus to her delicious nipples that rested on top of her perfectly shaped boobs. Rajeev chewed on her nipples and pressed them as she moaned non-stop in pleasure and pain. He got on top of her and began to kiss her lips and suck her tongue.

He re-entered her moist and warm pussy. Tamanna clenched his hips with her legs and held his head, and responded passionately to the kiss with both her hands. Rajeev began to fuck her hard and fast. It didn’t take them long to cum together. Rajeev kept hitting her cunt as he filled it with his warm and thick cum.

He fell on top of his beautiful wife. She hugged him and kept her legs tightly wrapped around his waist, holding him firmly against her body so that his dick didn’t slide out. They stayed in each other’s embrace, trying to catch their breath.

After a couple of minutes, he got limp. His dick came out of her cunt with a ‘plock’ sound as some of his semen flowed out of her beautiful love hole.

Tamanna: You enjoyed it?

Rajeev: I love you.

Tamanna: Shut up! You need to get going. Go have a bath and get ready. I will prepare breakfast.

Rajeev: What? I can’t even say that I love my wife and in response, all I get is ‘Shut Up.’

Tamanna: Yes, that’s all you’re going to get. Now go get ready. I have packed your luggage. All you have to pack is your phone charger.

Rajeev: Babe, please stay for some more time. I like how your soft skin feels against mine.

Tamanna: You can fuck me as much as you want when you come back.

Rajeev: Don’t you want another orgasm, my sex-hungry princess.

Tamanna: No, you’re getting late, and I don’t want you to be tired as you will be driving to Chennai.

Tamanna pushed him aside and got out of the bed. She cleaned Rajeev’s cum that had come out of her cunt with a towel. He laid on his back and admired his beautiful, fair-skinned wife. She was cute, with an innocent face and smooth hair reaching her shoulder.

She had delicious lips, a small nose, a near-perfect jaw with dark eyes. Tamanna had a pair of good boobs with her nipples pointing straight. They were perfectly handful and looked smaller thanks to a slim waist and slightly wide hips. It was complemented with a nice bubble butt.

She had a triangular patch of trimmed pubic hair as if it was pointing to her love hole. Tamanna wore her nightgown and proceeded towards the kitchen. Rajeev made his way towards the bathroom. It has been 2 years since their marriage, and their life was going smoothly.

Rajeev was a single child who, along with his father, managed their departmental store business. They had 6 in Bangalore and 1 in Chennai. Rajeev was trying to expand his business in Chennai, for which he would travel every week to Chennai for 2-3 days.

He would look for good places to open a new store and check the single store they had operational in Chennai. Both Tamanna and Rajeev came from affluent backgrounds.

Tamanna has an elder brother who settled in the US while her father was a CA. Tamanna and Rajeev had an arranged marriage as their fathers were good friends for years.

Rajeev had his breakfast along with his beautiful wife as he made her sit on his lap and fed her with his own hands. Rajeev would feel her butt and squeeze her boobs with his other hand, which he had around her. He was in love with his wife and treated her with the utmost respect.

They finished their breakfast, and Rajeev got ready to leave. She stopped him at the door and kissed him on his lips. She set his hair straight, and again just as he was out of the door, she kissed him once more.

They lived in a spacious 2BHK on the 8th and top floor of an apartment complex with close to 350 houses. Rajeev waved his smiling wife goodbye as he got on the elevator and went down to the basement. He got in his new Jeep Compass and started for Chennai from his home at 9 in the morning.

4 Days Later.

Inspector Rahul walked into his police station at 10 PM. On entering the police station, there was a rectangular room. There were desks for the writer and three constables. While on the left, there were 4 benches and a couple of steel racks having old case files.

If one walked straight from the entrance passing the initial area, it would lead to a hallway that had two rooms on either side. On the right was Inspector Rahul’s room with a bench outside. Adjacent to that was the armory, and on the left side of the hallway, there were two more rooms.

One had desks for two sub-inspectors (SI), and the other was a control room with more racks for old case files. At the end of the hallway, a corridor was perpendicular to the hallway.

If one turned right, they would find a couple of lock-up cells. On the left were a washroom at the end and a retiring room with three beds for the policemen to rest.

Rahul: Who are these women?

Constable: Sir, these are women that SI Arvind caught last night for prostitution.

Rahul: Why are they here? It’s 10 AM already. Why haven’t they left for court yet? I was told 9 girls were arrested. There are only 8 here. Where is the other?

Constable: Sir, we are waiting for a female constable. She will be here in the next half an hour. Then we will take them to court.

Rahul: Where is the 9th girl?

Constable: Sir, that… Sir… she

Rahul: What? Where is she?

Constable: Sir SI Arvind and SI Iqbal are with her in the retiring room.

Rahul: Bastards! The same excuse of their wives not being in town?

Constable: Yes, Sir.

Rahul: Who are those two sitting outside my cabin?

Constable: I don’t know, Sir, but they have been waiting for you. They said they had the Assistant Commissioner’s recommendation. He also called and told you to contact him as soon as you come.

Rahul: Is the police van here to take them to court?

Constable: The lady constable and the van both are on their way.

Rahul then made his way through the hallway, only to be stopped by the old man waiting outside his room.

Old Man: Sir?

Rahul: Just a minute, be seated. I will be back.

Rahul went to the retiring room and opened the door. He saw Iqbal on the bed wearing only his vest and getting his dick sucked by the prostitute between his legs. Arvind was completely naked, just like the whore and was fucking her cunt from behind.

Rahul entered the room and ran his hand on the whore’s back, feeling her soft skin. He squeezed one of her boobs with the other hand.

 

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Rahul: Is this a police station or a whorehouse?

Arvind: Sorry, Sir.

Iqbal: Both our wives are not in town, Sir. It’s been a week since we had a good fuck.

Rahul: Keep giving the same excuse whenever you people raid a prostitution racket. Finish up quickly and get back to work. Who is going to take them to court?

Iqbal: I am going to court, Sir.

Rahul: Ok, Arvind, meet me in my cabin.

On his way out, Rahul squeezed her ass and spanked it hard. He made his way to his cabin, where the old man again tried to talk to him, but just like the previous time, Rahul told him to wait and went inside his cabin. He called both of them inside after 10 minutes and told them to sit.

Rahul: I spoke with the Assistant Commissioner just now. He told me to handle your case and treat it as a top priority.

Old Man: Thank you, Sir. My name is Rakesh, and this is my daughter-in-law Tamanna.

Rahul: Hold on, Sir, give me 5 minutes. I will take up your case then you can tell me everything. Calm down.

Rahul started to go through other case files while he made them wait. Rahul glanced at Tamanna a few times. The beautiful looking girl draped in a blue coloured saree with some part of her left side boob visible. He had a good look at her sexy midriff that was on display.

She had soft red lips, with a small pointed nose with no makeup. Tamanna had flawless skin and looked sexy in a saree. He saw her teary eyes but couldn’t sense any sadness.

Rahul was 30, single and had a girlfriend. 5 years on the job had given him a pretty good idea on judging people and making out their emotions. Ten minutes later, SI Arvind came into the room. Rakesh was getting impatient and again reached out to Rahul only to be told to wait a bit longer.

Rahul: Arvind, call the writer and tell him to bring the FIR book and ready the tape recorder.

In the next 5 minutes, the writer was in the room with the FIR book, and a tape recorder with fresh tape was ready. Rahul pressed the record button and began to speak.

Rahul: Tell me your name, phone number, age and address.

Rakesh began to give them his and Tamanna’s details.

Rahul: What is the complaint?

Rakesh: My son Rajeev is missing.

Rahulspeaking to the writer) File a missing persons report. (Speaking to Rakesh) Since when is your son missing?

Rakesh: Last night, Sir.

Rahul: We generally wait for 48 hours before taking the missing persons to report unless the complainant is sure their kin is missing. How are you so sure that your son is missing? Tell me everything from the start, and who was the last person to see/speak to him?

Rakesh: My daughter-in-law was the last person to speak with him.

Rahul: Ok. Mrs Tamanna, you tell me. What happened?

Tamanna began to speak in her sweet sexy voice. It sounded a bit melancholy. But still, Rahul didn’t feel like she was emoting sadness as her husband was missing. Almost instantly, he had her as his initial suspect in his mind.

Tamanna: He left for Chennai 4 days ago in the morning for business purposes. He called me last evening around 5 PM and said that he was on his way back to Bangalore. He should have reached by 11 but hasn’t been home till now.

Tamanna broke down and started to cry, and Rakesh began to calm her down. Rahul offered her water, and once she stopped crying, he asked her further questions.

Rahul: Did you try calling his cell last night?

Tamanna: Yes, I called him at 8 PM last night to find out where he reached, but his phone was switched off. I tried a couple of times but got the same message.

Rahul: When did you inform his parents?

Tamanna: I tried calling him again at 9, 9:30 and 10 PM but never got through, and that is when I informed his dad.

Rakesh: I spoke to him at 4:30 PM. He said his work was done, and he would be leaving for Bangalore in an hour. She called me at 10 PM and told me that Rajeev’s phone was switched off and asked if I had spoken to him.

Rahul: Then?

Rakesh: I told her to wait for some more time and said his phone might have run out of battery. I told her to call me as soon as he reached home.

Tamanna: I waited till midnight, but Rajeev never came. I called up my Father-in-law and told him about the situation. He said he would come to my house and told me to keep trying to reach Rajeev.

Rakesh: I went over to their place at 1 PM. Rajeev’s phone continued to be switched off. We were up all night trying to reach him. We also spoke to our restaurant manager in Chennai. He said he saw Rajeev leaving precisely at 5 PM. In the morning, I called my friend, your ACP, and he told me to come and meet you. Please find my son.

Rahul: Got any ransom call?

Rakesh: You think my son has been kidnapped?

Rahul: No, Sir, just asking a question. Don’t worry. We will do our best, Sir. Please give me your son’s mobile number, a recent picture of your son and his car’s details. Model, color and number of his car. Also the number of your Chennai branch manager who saw him last.

Rakesh and Tamanna provided all the required details. Rahul assured them of finding Rajeev and told them to be calm and have patience. Rahul asked Arvind to escort them to their car.

He went to the control room and gave Rajeev’s information to a constable. He asked him to fax his picture and other details to other police stations, reach out to Chennai police and share the details.

Arvind: I sent them home, Sir. What do you want me to do, Sir?

Rahul: Contact Highway patrol and ask them to look for Rajeev’s car. Ask them about accidents that happened last night on the Chennai-Bangalore highway. Also, get a list of hospitals and their contact numbers that are about 2-3 km in the vicinity of the highway.

Arvind: Along which section of the highway, Sir?

Rahul: The entire route, from Rajeev’s restaurant in Chennai to his home in Bangalore. Also, have a constable outside Rajeev’s apartment in plain clothes.

Arvind: Sure, Sir.

Rahul: Reach out to the phone company and get a list of Rajeev’s last phone location and his call records for the last one month, put a request for Tamanna’s phone records as well along with Rajeev’s.

To be Continued...

 

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Case One – Part 2 (Hot, sexy wife is the suspect)

2 days later.

It was 7:30 in the evening, and Rahul sat on his three-seater sofa in his rented 1BHK apartment. He was in his underwear, holding a pint of beer in his left hand that rested on the armrest. On the other hand, he held a cigarette on top of the sofa. He was watching the news.

His completely naked girlfriend Nivetha rested her head on his shoulder with her boobs pressed against the side of his chest. Her hand was feeling his well-toned body. Rahul had a good physique. He didn’t have six-pack abs. But he had a flat and tight abdomen, muscular biceps, and triceps.

As they were relaxing after satisfying sex, Rahul’s phone rang.

Rahul: Yes, Arvind, what’s up?

Arvind: Sir, the highway patrol just called and said they found Rajeev’s car.

Rahul: That’s great. What about Rajeev?

Arvind: It looks like an accident, Sir. Rajeev was found dead in the driver’s seat. It’s on a stretch of forest area, and the car was about 15 meters away from the highway. The car was damaged from the front as it hit a tree.

Rahul: Shit! How did the highway patrol find it?

Arvind: They said a woman spotted the wreck and informed them. She was there to collect firewood and saw the car.

Rahul: Okay, take Iqbal and reach the spot with a forensic team. Take pictures, dust for prints, collect evidence, interview the lady, and take her details. Tell the highway patrol to hold the woman till you reach there. Once everything is done, send the body for autopsy by an ambulance, tow the vehicle back to Bangalore, and impound it.

Arvind: Sir, don’t we need the family’s consent for an autopsy?

Rahul: I will handle that. I will inform the ACP and family and handle things here. You and Iqbal start immediately towards the accident spot. Keep me informed.

Arvind: Yes, Sir.

Rahul hung up and called ACP and informed him about the situation. They decided to go to Rajeev’s home in an hour to inform the family.

Rahul: Got to go, babe.

Nivetha: But my pussy is craving for another fuck. You got time. Please fuck me, Rahul.

Rahul: I already made you cum twice

Nivetha: Please…

He finished his beer and had a puff before extinguishing his cigarette. He pulled her on top of him and began to kiss her delicate lips. She sat on his dick and caressed his hair as they got into a passionate lip lock. Rahul had one hand on her ass and another on her boob.

Nivetha was a good looking fair-skinned woman with amazing assets. Cute looking facial features, with straight black hair reaching the middle of her back. Her boobs were big and a handful with a little shag due to the weight of her heavy boobs. But her nipples were big, dark and pointing straight.

She had a good amount of fat on her hips and a good round ass. Rahul moved his lips from her lips to her boobs. He sucked on her nipples as Nivetha held his hair tightly. He continued to cup and squeeze her boobs and suck on her delicate nipples.

Rahul pulled her further up and made her stand on the sofa with her legs on either side. Nivetha spread her legs and bent her knees a little as Rahul held her ass and began to lick her wet cunt. Nivetha had one hand on the wall as support, and with her other, she continued to caress his hair.

Rahul tongue-fucked her for a while and then replaced it with his fingers as he continued to lick her clitoris. Nivetha’s legs started to shiver as she was about to reach the epitome of pleasure. She kept begging Rahul to fuck her faster. She couldn’t stand any longer as she hit her orgasm.

A gush of hot liquid began to flow out of her pussy. She slid and sat on Rahul’s lap as he kept finger fucking her. Rahul held Nivetha on his lap like one would hold a baby. His one arm was below her neck, and the other kept going in and out of her cunt.

Nivetha had her legs stretched and toes curled during her entire orgasm, which subsided 45 seconds. Rahul pulled her towards him and hugged her tightly. Once Nivetha recovered from her orgasm, she was on her knees between his legs. She yanked his underwear off and began to stroke his dick.

She licked and kissed his 7 inches long and 4-inch fat manhood. She licked a lollipop for a while and then proceeded to take it in her mouth. She pulled his foreskin fully back and sucked on the tip of his dick. Her actions injected life into his dick, which became hard as rock and ooze precum.

Nivetha removed her mouth from his dick. With the help of her fingers, she rubbed his precum on his dick. She spat on his cock a couple of times before taking it back in her mouth. Rahul rested his head back on the sofa, enjoying the blowjob. He had his one hand on Nivetha’s bouncing head.

She had 3/4 of his dick in her mouth and continued to suck passionately. A few minutes later, Rahul grabbed her hair and pulled her on top of him. He held his dick at the base and positioned it at the entrance of her cunt. Nivetha slid down on his dick slowly.

Rahul’s rock hard manhood in a few seconds was engulfed by the warmth of her cunt. It fits perfectly as a surgical glove fits on the hand. Nivetha began to bounce on his dick. Rahul held her boobs and sucked on them alternatively as she fucked him from the top.

A few minutes later, Rahul held her waist, pushed her on the sofa, and got on top. He began to fuck her with full force, making her moan loudly. They changed positions after a while. He placed a cushion below her ass and placed one of her legs on his shoulder, turning her sideways.

Rahul again began to fuck her mercilessly as he grabbed one of her boobs for support and continued to drill her wet cunt.

Nivetha: Oh! Yes! Fuck Me! That feels so good, baby. Harder Rahul, harder. Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Fuck my cunt, Rahul. That’s it, yes!

Rahul’s pace increased with every passing minute, which ended with them cumming together after 12-13 minutes of wild fucking. Rahul had emptied his hot cum in her love hole. As Nivetha was on birth control pills, they weren’t worried about pregnancy.

Moreover, she loved the feeling of his hot cum inside her pussy. Rahul slid his dick out and sat with his back against the armrest. He began to rest and watch Nivetha as she scooped his cum that dripped from her pussy with her fingers and began licking it.

After a few kisses and a cigarette later, they both got dressed and left his apartment. Rahul dropped Nivetha in her PG accommodation for working women and proceeded to Rajeev’s parents’ house.

He met with the ACP and informed them about their son. Tamanna was there, and she immediately caught Rahul’s attention. Pretty looking woman, which was evident from the tight kurta that she was wearing. She broke down instantly on hearing the news.

Tears flowed down her cheeks. But Rahul still didn’t get a feeling of sadness from Tamanna and thought it to be an act. ACP stayed back to be with the family as he was a family friend. Rahul proceeded to the police station and was constantly in touch with Arvind and Iqbal.

They were on the spot about 80 km away from Bangalore. At around 3 AM, the body of Rajeev reached the government hospital for autopsy. By 6 in the morning, Arvind and Iqbal were back at the station with the car and impounded it. Rahul asked them to go home, rest, and be back in the evening.

Rajeev’s body was released to his family by afternoon. Rahul was there again as he completed the formality and handed the body to the family. He looked for Tamanna but couldn’t find her anywhere.

 

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In the evening, Rahul read the witness statements collected by Arvind and went through the photos. Rahul then, along with Arvind and Iqbal, inspected the vehicle. On first viewing itself, Rahul could see that it wasn’t a mere accident, and there was more to it.

Iqbal: Looks like an accident, Sir. He probably was drunk and lost balance.

Arvind: I too feel the same, Sir. He hit his head on the steering, which probably caused his death.

Rahul: Don’t depend on probabilities. The cause of death will be clear once the autopsy is done. But you missed an important point. This isn’t an accident.

Iqbal: How can you say that, Sir?

Rahul: This is the top-end model of the Jeep Compass. Do you think it has no airbags? The moment the car hits a tree, the airbags should be deployed. I don’t see it. He wouldn’t have hit his head on the steering if they had been deployed.

Iqbal: I will get a mechanic to check it out, Sir.

Rahul: I saw the photos. His head was covered in blood. But there was none on the seat or the floor mat. The small amount of blood on his face would surely not have led to his death.

Arvind: Good point, Sir.

Rahul: Do we have his mobile phone location and other data?

Iqbal: Yes, Sir, it just came in about an hour ago.

Rahul: Go through the list and find out his exact route. Petrol pumps and restaurants would be most likely places that one would visit. Contact every petrol pump and restaurant, send them his pic, and inquire if he was there. If he was there, then ask them for CCTV footage.

Arvind: Sure, Sir.

Rahul: And also contact the bars and wine shops along his route. Let’s see if Iqbal’s drunk driving theory is true or not.

Next Day.

Arvind: Sir, did you read the autopsy report?

Rahul: It’s here?

Iqbal: Yes, Sir, check your email.

Rahul opened his email and started to read the report. He was done in 5 minutes and turned towards Arvind and Iqbal with a smile on his face.

Rahul: Iqbal, what did the mechanic say about the airbags?

Iqbal: It got deployed and was ripped out, Sir. We didn’t find it in the area.

Arvind: So, it’s a murder.

Rahul: Yes, his neck was broken, which is the cause of his death. The killer then staged it like an accident. He cut his forehead after his death. That is why there was very little blood. He is the one who ripped out the airbag.

Arvind: We got no evidence of someone else being in the car, Sir. No other fingerprint except Rajeev’s.

Rahul: We will get the evidence, Arvind. I did a complete background check on Rajeev. He has a 5cr life insurance policy, and his wife is the beneficiary.

Iqbal: I feel you were right about the wife.

Rahul: Find out where she is right now.

Arvind: She is at her in-law’s house, Sir. Today morning the constable had gone there to get some signatures about the release of his vehicle.

Rahul: Good. Go to her home and fix a spy cam in her hall and bedroom. I need both audio and visual. She will be back at her home at some point. We need to keep a constant eye on her. Go through her call details.

Iqbal: Sir, we would need special approval for surveillance.

Rahul: Fuck the approval. Just do what I say. She is friends with the ACP and has a lot of clout. If we go around seeking approval, we will never get it. I will let the ACP know that it was a murder, and we have opened up an investigation. We hunting Tamanna must stay amongst the three of us.

Iqbal: Sir, but how to enter their home?

Rahul: Pick the damn lock. Do I have to tell you everything?

Iqbal: No sir, will do it.

Rahul: Iqbal, you will handle the surveillance and keep track of Tamanna’s movements. Arvind, focus on their call records and emails. Track and investigate Rajeev’s route.

5 Days Later.

Iqbal called Rahul to inform him that Tamanna had left her in-laws’ house and had come back to her flat. He asked Rahul to come to her apartment immediately. Rahul and Arvind reached Tamanna’s apartment in 20 minutes.

Iqbal was waiting in a surveillance van outside the apartment. It had a live feed of audio and video from Tamanna’s flat.

Rahul: What happened? Why did you call us here?

Iqbal: She called someone when she reached home. She asked the person to come to visit her as she felt lonely and sad. Then she went for a bath and hasn’t come out yet. I got the recording if you want to see what happened.

Rahul: No, I will review it back at the station. Let’s wait and see what happens.

They each had headphones and were observing the surveillance feed. The camera was inside a wall clock opposite the bedroom door parallel to the bed. About 5 minutes later, Tamanna emerged from the bathroom wearing only a towel that barely covered her cunt and boobs.

Her hair was wet. Tamanna sat in front of the dresser and began to blow dry her hair.

Rahul: This surveillance is illegal. Make sure you delete all the recordings.

Iqbal: Yes, Sir.

All three watched as Tamanna got up after drying her hair and untied her towel, making it fall on the ground. Tamanna was slim, fair and a tall woman. Her small-sized boobs and nice bubble butt, with a clean-shaven cunt were in full view.

Tamanna was a beautiful and sexy woman. She cupped both her boobs from below and squeezed them before applying body lotion. She took some lotion on the palm of her hands and started applying it along the length of her arms, legs and thighs. She took some more and began to massage it on her boobs.

She squeezed her boobs and pinched her pinkish nipples a couple of times. She reached into her wardrobe, pulled out a satin gown, and wore it without any undergarments.

It was a sleeveless gown with just two straps on the shoulder. It ended a few inches above the knees exposing her fair thighs and making her look ravishing. Tamanna moved towards the hall and sat on the sofa with her head resting backwards.

She looked lost in imagination which the three police officers viewed via the camera placed right above the main door on a wall clock. About 15-20 minutes later, the doorbell rang, and Tamanna got up instantly to open the door.

To be continued...

 

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Case One – Part 3 (Lover of the rich widow)

Tamanna opened the door and welcomed the person inside. As soon as the person moved a couple of feet inside the house, Rahul and his subordinates saw him. It was a guy about 6 feet tall, well built, brown-skinned, with a slight stubble beard, short hair and a star tattoo on the left side of his neck.

He hugged Tamanna, visibly in tears, which became evident from her shaky voice as she spoke with her head resting on his chest.

Tamanna: Thank you so much for coming, Raghu. I needed someone to be with me.

Raghu: I am sorry for your loss.

Tamanna: He was a good person, treated me well and never fought with me.

Raghu: Didn’t know it would affect you so much, considering you were going to divorce him.

Tamanna: I didn’t love him, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t care for him. I always wished the best for him. It’s so shocking that he passed away.

Raghu: I love you, babe, and will always be there for you. Don’t cry.

Raghu comforted Tamanna and held her cheeks. He moved forward to kiss her delicate lips. She responded to his kiss almost immediately. He wiped the tears off her cheeks and locked lips with her again. Tamanna guided him towards the sofa.

Arvind: Sir, I don’t think she could be involved in Rajeev’s death.

Iqbal: It seems like she had an affair and wanted a divorce to be with this guy, Raghu.

Rahul: Ok, but what about the new character. This fellow might have had something to do with it. Imagine if he kills Rajeev and then marries Tamanna, he will be enjoying the 5 crore insurance money along with the inheritance that she might get from her in-laws and parents.

Iqbal: There is a possibility, Sir.

Rahul: Iqbal, start following this guy once he leaves her home. I want to know who he is, what he does, whom he meets etc. Take pictures of his every move and get a hold of the apartment’s entry log and find out how many times and when he has visited Tamanna.

Iqbal: Sure, Sir.

Arvind: Sir, what should we know?

Rahul: Let’s see what happens.

Tamanna and Raghu were sitting on the sofa and kissing each other. Raghu moved his hands on her boobs and began to squeeze them as he moved down and began to kiss her neck. Tamanna moaned a little as she felt his wet tongue on her neck.

Raghu proceeded to plant kisses on her shoulder till he reached the strap of her gown. He caught the strap with his teeth and removed it off her shoulder while he removed the other strap with his hands simultaneously. He again began to kiss her lips as he slid the gown lower and exposed her boobs.

He laid her down on the sofa and positioned himself between her legs. Raghu kissed her for a while and then went down to play with her boobs. He sucked on her erect nipples. Her ample boobs fit perfectly in his hands as he squeezed them hard, making her moan loudly.

A few minutes later, he pulled her gown up and made his way to her cunt. The satin gown was now like a belt around her waist. Raghu planted numerous kisses on her cunt, above it and on her inner thighs, which were soft as silk. He teased her till she begged him to lick her cunt.

Tamanna: Lick my pussy Raghu, please. Don’t tease me more. Please!

He wanted to hear exactly that and made his way to her clean-shaven cunt. He kissed her vertical lips with his horizontal lips. He got his tongue out and licked her entire cunt in an upward movement. He did it a few times and inserted two of his fingers in her cunt, and began to finger fuck her.

Tamanna arched her back as she continued to moan as Raghu kept pleasuring her cunt. After a couple of minutes, she stopped him and licked the wetness sticking to his fingers. Tamanna made him sit and then came in between his legs. She unbuttoned his pants as she maintained constant eye contact with him.

Raghu lifted his ass to make it easy for her to remove his pants. Tamanna removed his pants, threw them away, and caught hold of his semi-erect dick. She immediately started giving a blowjob. She kept looking towards him as she licked his dick like a lollipop.

Raghu had an average 5″ dick which got hard thanks to Tamanna’s tongue play. She didn’t waste any time. As soon as his dick was hard, she stood up, making her gown fall to the floor.

She moved in a sexy manner keeping her legs on either side of Raghu. She stood on her knees as she made him suck on her boobs for a while and then slowly slid on his dick by holding it at its base.

Tamanna: Aaaahhh! Yes! I missed this a lot. Feels so fucking good.

Tamanna bounced on his dick for a while as Raghu kept squeezing her ass cheeks. After a while, Raghu got her in a missionary position and began to fuck her hard and fast. He would occasionally stop at her instruction to lick her cunt for a few minutes and then continue to fuck her again.

Tamanna was the one in charge, and according to her, he was fucking her. Raghu was sweating as he continued to pound her in missionary for another couple of minutes. Tamanna had her orgasm, which was accompanied by loud moans.

Raghu went on for half a minute more and then withdrew his dick and sprayed his cum on her stomach and boobs. He got up and rubbed the tip of his dick, which had a few drops of cum, on her boobs. Raghu sat on another sofa as Tamanna got up and licked his cum on her boob. She went to the bathroom to clean herself up.

Rahul: Make sure you delete everything. Keep watching and inform me when he leaves. I am going home.

Rahul got out of the van and left for home on his bike at about 10 PM as Arvind and Iqbal continued to watch. Tamanna had cleaned herself and made her way back to the living room. She sat on the sofa naked with her legs crossed.

Tamanna: Babe, you know where the scotch is. Please get me a glass and take one for yourself.

Raghu: Sure, baby.

Tamanna: Pass me the cigarette as you go.

Raghu gave her the cigarette he was smoking. He went to the dining room to get the scotch and a couple of glasses and began making them a drink. He gave one glass to Tamanna.

The two began to drink as Tamanna spoke about Rajeev and his life and how he was a good guy, and she missed him. They spoke as Raghu made another drink.

Arvind: She is such a beautiful woman. If only I could fuck her.

Iqbal: I can fuck anyone right now. All that sex has made me very horny.

Arvind: Should we call Hebba?

Iqbal: No, not that whore again. We just fucked her a few days ago.

Arvind: Hansika?

Iqbal: Oh yes, that big boobed bitch takes it up her ass as well. Call her and tell her to bring a few condoms with her.

Arvind: And what about surveillance?

Iqbal: They are two pegs down and have started kissing again. I will mostly have sex once more and go to sleep. We got the recording on and can watch it later. I am so horny, man. Just call that Hansika whore.

Arvind called the whore and gave his location, and told her to get a few condoms.

Arvind: She will be here in 45 minutes. Go get some dinner.

Iqbal: He is about to take her in the doggy style. Look at him fuck that babe. That bastard is one lucky guy.

Arvind: You can watch it later, get some food before the restaurant closes.

Iqbal: Ok, give me your bike keys.

Iqbal got out and went to get some dinner for them from a nearby restaurant. The van was similar to one of those delivery vans with no window and completely covered. Arvind continued to watch the super sexy nymph Tamanna take it from behind.

Tamanna was on her knees on the wooden center table and bent forward with her ass up in the air. Raghu was behind her with his dick in her wet cunt. Tamanna lit a cigarette and began to smoke as Raghu pounded her for the second time in the night.

Tamanna: Take my ass, baby. Fuck me in my ass. Do it! Fuck me in the ass!

Raghu got his dick out of her cunt and began pushing it in her asshole. He had an average dick, due to which he was able to penetrate her ass in a few seconds with very little effort.

 

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Raghu placed his one leg on the table and began to fuck her asshole. He went slow at the beginning and gradually kept increasing his pace.

Tamanna: Oh yes! That’s it, you bastard. Fuck my ass! Fuck hard!

Raghu: You like that, babe?

Tamanna: Yes! Baby! Yes! Keep fucking don’t stop. Fuck Me!

Raghu: You want me to tear your ass? Want me to fuck your ass harder?

Tamanna: Oh! Fuck! Yes! Fuck me harder. Tear up my ass. Keep banging me, you bastard. Fuck Me!

He fucked her for a while in the same position as Arvind, watching it from the van. He had his dick out and began to jerk off. Tamanna changed her position. She laid on the center table on her back and had her legs up. Her knees were close to her boobs.

Raghu held her legs in that position as he got his dick back into her ass and began to fuck her. Tamanna was slim and flexible, which made it easy for Raghu to access her ass in that position. He fucked her hard and fast. After about 5 more minutes, he filled her ass with his warm cum.

Tamanna: Lick my cunt Raghu, make me cum, you motherfucker!

Raghu had just orgasmed for the second time. He was tired out, but Tamanna caught him with her legs around his waist and ordered him to lick her cunt again. Raghu reluctantly got on his knees and began to lick her cunt and finger fuck her as his cum oozed out of her asshole.

Tamanna came with a gush of hot liquid flowing out of her cunt after a couple of minutes. Arvind too orgasmed along with Tamanna in the van. 10-15 minutes later, Iqbal came back with food. Arvind told him everything that transpired, making him hornier.

Iqbal: Call that whore and tell her to come fast. My dick is hard and needs a cunt.

Arvind: Calm down, dude. She is on her way and will be here in about 15-20 minutes. Till then, watch this naked goddess laying on the center table.

As they waited for Hansika, Tamanna cleaned herself in the bathroom and wore the nightgown. They both moved to the bedroom, switched the lights off and slept cuddling each other. That is exactly when Hansika called, and Arvind guided her to the van.

Iqbal opened the back door and told her to get in. Arvind switched off the monitors, but the footage was being recorded. The van had a desk on one side with two monitors and two swivel chairs in front of it.

A bench along the length of the van opposite the desk was wide enough for a person to sleep. There was a partition between the front driver cabin and the back portion of the van. It made the back of the van look like a closed room. It was 11:30 by the time Hansika came.

She sat on the bench as Arvind and Iqbal sat on the chair. She was wearing a glistening red saree with a sleeveless black coloured blouse. Her saree was tied well below her navel, completely exposing her fair midriff. She had heavy make-up on her face, which made her look good.

Her thick long hair was open and reached till her hips. She was a sexy woman and a high-class whore who charged almost 20k for a night.

Iqbal: Come on, hurry up, get rid of your clothes. Quick!

Hansika: We are going to fuck in the van.

Iqbal: Why? Haven’t you done it in a van before? Just do what we tell you to and hurry up bitch, start undressing.

Hansika: Relax, Sir. Will you be this quick in fucking as well?

Iqbal: What did you say bitch?

Arvind: Calm down, Iqbal. Enjoy the moment.

Hansika got up, and was just 5’5″. She was able to stand straight in the van. She began to remove her clothes one by one. Hansika dropped her pallu and got rid of the saree first, followed by the petticoat and then the black coloured sleeveless blouse.

She was a bit on the heavier side with a little tummy and a nice amount of fat on her hips which made it wide. She had nice shapely big boobs and a fat ass and thick thighs. Her red lace bra and panty got highlighted against her fair skin, making her look extremely sexy.

She sat down, removed her bra by unclipping it at the back, and slowly took it off. Her big boobs with dark brown areolas and nipples popped out. She set all her dress aside at one corner of the bench.

Iqbal and Arvind had removed their pants and were stroking their dicks as Hansika was undressing. All the fuck they saw had made them super horny, and their dicks were hard and ready to go. Both stood on either side of Hansika with their backs crouched a bit.

She came forward and began to suck on their dicks alternatively. Hansika was a very experienced whore and was so good at giving blowjobs which were evident from both guys moaning. Arvind changed places and began to suck her big boobs and play with them.

Iqbal caught hold of Hansika’s head and began to fuck her mouth, making her gag slightly. Arvind put two fingers in her cunt and began to finger fuck her cunt as he simultaneously sucked her boobs.

As soon as Hansika was wet enough for taking a dick, Arvind wore a condom and began to fuck her pussy. Hansika lay down on her side with one leg on Arvind’s shoulder and his dick in her pussy as she continued to blow Iqbal. A few minutes later, they changed their positions.

Iqbal wore a condom and sat on the bench. Hansika came on top of him. He had his dick in her cunt while Arvind came from the back and easily inserted his dick in her asshole and began to bang her.

Hansika: Oh! Fuck! Motherfucker! That’s it, fuck me! You bastards, assholes, Harder!

Iqbal latched onto her boobs like a hungry infant and chewed on her bosoms, making her moan loudly and use more filthy abuses. It was a massive turn on. Arvind spanked her big ass multiple times.

Arvind: Oh yes! Bitch, your asshole is so good. Iqbal, you want to fuck her ass?

Iqbal: Sure, why not?

They changed positions once more. Iqbal got to fuck her ass now. They banged her hard and fasted while constantly playing with her boobs. Iqbal came first and withdrew from her ass, and removed his condom. Arvind had masturbated just a while ago, which helped him last longer.

He took Hansika in the doggy style and fucked her hot asshole. He held her thick, soft love handles on her hip and fucked her with furious pace spanking her big ass occasionally, making it red. A few minutes more, and they both came together.

They offered her some food and water as they had something to eat. Within 45 minutes, they were back to fucking the hot and sexy whore Hansika. Just like earlier, she began with the blowjob and proceeded to take one dick each in her ass and pussy at the same time.

Arvind was addicted to her massive boobs and never got his hands off them during the second round. By the end, Hansika’s fair-skinned body had a lot of red marks. Her boobs were red because of all the sucking and squeezing, while the spanking had her ass turn red.

The entire fuck session lasted till 1 AM. They got dressed, and as a token of appreciation, they **censored** her 2000/- each, which was far less than what she would generally charge for a threesome. She took the money and left with Arvind, who dropped her at her desired location and went home.

Arvind: Give me a blowjob before you leave.

Hansika: Here in the middle of the road?

Arvind: It’s 1:30, and there is no one here. Don’t waste time and start sucking my dick.

Arvind unzipped his pants, slid it a bit lower, and got his semi-erect dick out in the open in the middle of the road.

Hansika: Sir. This is wrong, Sir. You **censored** me just 4000/- for everything. My usual rate for a threesome this long would be 30000/- Sir.

Arvind held her hand, placed it on his dick, and again ordered her to suck him off. She, too, reluctantly bent down and started to give him a blowjob. Hansika was an expert, and she applied all her blowjob skills to make him come quickly.

She massaged his balls, licked his balls, moved her tongue in circles over his dickhead and would completely take his dick in her mouth and blow it. A couple of cars passed by and slowed down as they crossed them to enjoy the show a bit.

On an open empty road at night, under a flickering dim yellow coloured street light, Arvind was getting one of the best blowjobs of his life. It took about 7-8 minutes for Arvind to cum.

Hansika sensed it, and as he reached the climax point, she removed her mouth and fisted him to glory. Arvind cummed over his bike’s petrol tank. He cleaned the mess and put his dick back into his pants.

Hansika: Can I leave?

Arvind: Don’t get upset, babe. I know what you charge, but we can’t pay your usual rate with our salary. I will make it up to you in some other way.

Hansika: How?

Arvind: You tell me which hotel you go to every day, and I will find out if a raid is going to occur. You can get out before getting caught and for that, keep servicing me and my friend’s dick once a month for free. Deal?

Hansika: Really, Sir? Will you do that?

Arvind: Only if you agree to my condition.

Hansika: Yes, Sir, I agree. Your people keep raiding and catching me at least twice a month, and I lose almost 1/3 of my monthly income. I will fuck you and your friend once a month for free.

Arvind: Good then, now you can leave.

Hansika: Good night, Sir.

Hansika left happily with a big smile on her face. Iqbal turned on the monitors back in the van only to find Tamanna getting fucked in doggy style by Raghu on the bed.

To be continued...

 

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Case One – Part 4 (Culprit nabbed, widow celebrates with a fuck)

The next morning at 8 AM, Inspector Rahul called Iqbal, who was still outside Tamanna’s apartment in the surveillance van.

Rahul: Good Morning. What’s going on?

Iqbal: Nothing much, Sir. After you left, they fucked once again in the hall and then again at 1 AM in the bedroom. They just woke up about half an hour ago, went to the bathroom, and haven’t come out yet. Probably fucking once more. The woman is a sex addict, Sir.

Rahul: I didn’t keep you on surveillance for watching live porn and reporting how many times they fucked and orgasmed. What did they speak about? Do we have anything connecting them to the death of Rajeev?

Iqbal: Sorry, Sir. Yes, Sir, they had a bit of an argument last night after they finished fucking by 1:15.

Rahul: What was the argument about?

Iqbal: It wasn’t much of an argument, Sir. The guy said that he loved her. He is ready to take care of her and remarry her. But she immediately admonished him, saying that he was insensitive by bringing up the topic just after her husband’s death.

Rahul: What was his response?

Iqbal: He said sorry and didn’t talk about it anymore. But she started crying and talked about her husband and kept saying she missed him. She couldn’t believe he was gone. He consoled her, and then they slept naked, cuddling each other.

Iqbal: The woman is innocent. I mean, she is a sex addict and has an extramarital affair. But it doesn’t look like she had anything to do with the death of her husband.

Rahul: Ok, I will view the tapes later. I will instruct Arvind to take your place. You can go home now. Did you go through the entry logs of the apartment?

Iqbal: Yes, Sir. I got pics of the entry logs for the last 2 months and have Raghu’s car number.

Rahul: Good, pass it on to Arvind so that he can follow him once he gets out.

Rahul called up Arvind and instructed him to replace Iqbal and take a constable. The constable was supposed to drive the surveillance van back to the station. Arvind was supposed to tail Raghu whenever he left Tamanna’s place and report back to Rahul.

Arvind was on the spot by 9 and relieved Iqbal from duty, and instructed the constable to drive the van back to the station. At 10, when Raghu left Tamanna’s apartment, Arvind followed him in his car. He kept taking pics of Raghu with whom he met and where he went.

Back at the Police station, Rahul reviewed the tapes from last night and went through Tamanna’s and Rajeev’s phone records. He reviewed Arvind’s work on tracing Rajeev’s route from Chennai to Bangalore.

Rajeev’s credit card statement came in at 1 PM, showing that he stopped at a petrol pump outside Chennai. Rahul called up the petrol pump and asked for their CCTV footage for the date and time when Rajeev was there.

Rahul called up the toll booths and asked for their CCTV footage to be told that sub-inspector Arvind had called earlier and as told to him. It will be shared with the police by today evening. Rahul spent most of the afternoon admiring Tamanna’s beauty and her fucking session with Raghu.

He was getting mesmerized by Tamanna. Arvind and Iqbal return at around 6 PM to the station on Rahul’s orders. Arvind had followed Raghu religiously and had taken plenty of pictures. He fired up the projector in Rahul’s room and began to show them the pictures.

Arvind: Sir, first he went to a cafe and waited for about half an hour for someone.

Rahul: Who was it?

Arvind: This bastard has another girlfriend, Sir. He was waiting for her. Look, Sir, this is the girl. He kisses her on the lips and hugs her. They spoke for a while and then proceeded to a restaurant for lunch. After that, they went to an apartment about 8 km from Tamanna’s house and have not been out yet.

Rahul: Find out who this guy is? We know him as Raghu, I want a full background on both of them.

A constable enters and hands over a USB drive to Rahul, saying that it has all the requested CCTV footage. Just as he is about to leave, he stops, and his eyes are fixed on the two people on the screen coming out of a coffee shop.

Rahul: What happened?

Constable: I feel like I have seen her before, Sir.

Rahul: The guy?

Constable: No sir, the girl.

Rahul: Both may be from Bangalore. Where did you see her?

Constable: Yes, Sir. I remember now she is Priya.

Iqbal: Who is Priya?

Constable: Sir, the one who informed the highway patrol of Rajeev’s accident. She was wearing a saree then, but I remember her. She had a cut on her left eyebrow.

Arvind: Yes, Sir, she looks like her.

Rahul: Do we have her picture from that night?

Iqbal: Yes, Sir, I will put that picture and this one side by side. Let’s compare and see.

They looked intently. Rahul was delighted as he knew it was a big breakthrough in the case. The constable went away as the three began to watch CCTV footage. Rahul told them about the petrol pump where Rajeev refueled his car. They started watching the video from the petrol pump.

Rajeev pulls into the petrol pump and gets his car refueled. He makes the payment and leaves the pump. As he is about to exit, three men stop his car. One guy wearing a cap and sunglasses approaches Rajeev.

He shows him something on his mobile, making Rajeev angry enough to catch hold of his collar. The guy continues to speak, and in a few minutes, Rajeev lets them in his car and drives off with them.

Rahul: Rewind and play it again.

Iqbal plays the footage again, and Rahul gets excited.

Rahul: That guy in cap and sunglasses. That is Raghu.

Arvind: His face is not clear from the side, Sir. How can you be so sure?

Rahul: Look at his neck. He has a star-shaped tattoo. Let’s see the rest of the footage.

They go through the rest of the footage and find that Rajeev wasn’t driving after the first toll gate. They concluded that he was probably murdered somewhere between the first and the second toll gate. Raghu was driving the car as his face was captured in the CCTV from the third toll gate.

Rahul: We got a prime suspect. Find out who the other two men are. Their faces are visible in the petrol pump footage. Circulate it to every police station in Bangalore as well as Chennai.

Iqbal: Yes, Sir.

Arvind: Should we arrest him and the girl?

Rahul: Not yet. I will inform the ACP about all this. He is a family friend, so he will be eager to nab the culprits and help us get an arrest warrant today. We will get them by tomorrow.

Rahul documented all the evidence. He went and met with the ACP and explained everything to him except their surveillance of Tamanna’s home. The ACP took cognisance and acted swiftly. He dialed up a judge and got arrest warrants the same night.

Rahul and his two sub-inspectors and a couple of constables arrested Raghu and his girlfriend Priya, whose actual name was Regina. Rahul began to interrogate both of them separately. Once confronted with facts, Raghu spilt the beans and started to talk.

Raghu: I was a small-time crook and a con man. I wanted to score big money. I had this idea of targeting rich girls and making sex tapes of them so that I could blackmail them for money. I found a girl online on Facebook.

Rahul: Tamanna?

Raghu: Yes, but she never told me that she was married till we met for the first time. I had invested a lot of time in her, so I didn’t want to let go of her. We met two or three times. She told me everything about herself, how she was unhappy in her marriage and didn’t love her husband.

Raghu: She told me about his insurance policy, etc. She is so beautiful that I fell for her. It struck me that it was better to get rid of the husband and marry Tamanna and enjoy the money.

Rahul: What about your girlfriend? What was her role in this?

Raghu: That bitch had nothing to do with this. When your incompetent police couldn’t find Rajeev’s car, we had to let you know about it, and she did it for me. She thinks I love her, but all I do is use her.

Rahul: What role did Tamanna have in this? Was she involved?

Raghu: No, she didn’t know anything. I wanted to change my life, leave all these crooked ways behind, and lead a new life. Tamanna was my way out. I just had to get rid of her husband, which I did. I thought the police would consider it an accident and close the case.

Rahul: We are not that incompetent. I spoke to your girlfriend, Regina. She said the same thing. She does whatever you tell her to do. Tell me more about her?

Raghu: What is there to tell about that poor orphan bitch? Her parents died when she was 16 in a car crash. She used to study in a boarding school. Once she completed her schooling, she returned to her uncle’s home. I was her neighbor. Her aunt would treat her badly.

Raghu: I helped her once with money, and since then, she just latched on to me. She left her uncle’s home and came with me when she turned 19. I was 23 then. I used her in my con jobs and would fuck her whenever I wanted to. She was my sex slave. She has no one except me.

Rahul: Who were the other two people?

Raghu: Arif and Sampath. I used to do small robberies with them in Chennai.

Rahul: We will get them too. You can relax now. You are going to have a lot of free time in jail.

The same day Chennai police arrested his accomplices. Rahul wanted to break the news to Tamanna himself. And to try reading her one last time and find out if she had anything to do with her husband’s death. He went to Tamanna’s home in the evening at around 8 PM. She welcomed him in and offered him some water.

Tamanna was wearing the same gown that she was wearing the other day.

Tamanna: I didn’t expect to see you. May I know the reason for your visit?