Love, Lust, and Confession: Part – 10

Love, Lust, and Confession: Part - 10
Radhika moved on after my family refused to marry me to Ananya, and our love triangle fell apart. In all those days, I tried to reach out to Radhika and make peace, but she didn’t even want to see my face. Every day, my frustration was growing, thinking about that slap and the harsh words she threw at me. Radhika was hurt by what I did, and her pain turned into anger. Her love for me was replaced with hostility, and the same happened for her to me. She tried a lot to convince Ananya to leave me, saying I wasn’t worth it. But Ananya was stubborn. She stood and confronted all the pressure. She was determined to keep our relationship intact. I did not forget Radhika’s words and that slap. I was motivated to settle those slaps one day for sure. I was motivated to take revenge on that one day. But deep inside, even though I was angry, I still remembered the times I shared with her. Radhika’s jealousy and desire to show me what I’d lost started to drive her. She found someone, a guy named Rahul. He was simple, respectful, and financially stable. He had a quiet nature that made him easily overlooked. Though his intelligence was sharp, he excelled in his career. But he lacked the forcefulness and commanding attention. This made him prone to letting stronger personalities control him. Radhika knew she could use that to her advantage. As a desperate move, Radhika pressurized Ananya into marrying Rahul. For Radhika, this was a way to prove she had found someone better than me, someone smarter and richer. Ananya was not a girl who could live with a person who lacked boldness and charm. But it was easy for Radhika to control him, to show off as a more successful guy than me. Everything was so quick that Radhika somehow managed to make Ananya marry Rahul. She was still with me, too. I was sure she would never find true happiness with Rahul. But Ananya, always ready for challenges, took her duties as a wife seriously, except when it came to intimacy. Rahul couldn’t match the chemistry in bed Ananya and I had. Rahul knew me as Ananya herself introduced me to Rahul. He knew me as Ananya’s friend, that’s it. Rahul and I got along well. Radhika was unaware that I had been introduced to Rahul. Within a few weeks of marriage, Radhika started approaching Rahul. Not long after she approached, she seduced him. Radhika was trying to replace me, the space which had been created by leaving me with Rahul. Rahul was an easy target for her. He was an innocent guy, and it was simple for Radhika to start an affair with him. But it could never be like what I and Radhika had. Her relationship with Rahul had no love. It was just a way for her to hurt me and show off things. Ananya knew about Radhika’s relationship with Rahul. It was easy to predict, though. Not Rahul, but Radhika herself talked about it to Ananya. It was not strange. We both knew Radhika was going to seduce him. Rahul was still new to this side of life. He was inexperienced in modern relationships, intimacies, fucks. He had only known basic things until marriage. He even submits his virginity to Ananya after marriage. Rahul was immature in everything except his work. After his marriage, I tried to get closer to him, to make him friends, and he used to look up to me for advice about relationships and intimacy. He used to share stories and ask questions, excited by what he learned from me. This is how he became a good friend of mine. Knowing Rahul better, I realized he could be a pawn in my game. So, in the background, making him a friend was only part of my plan. I stayed patient, knowing that Rahul’s trust in me was growing. He started sharing everything that happened in his life in bed. He was unaware that Radhika and I already had a history. The pieces of my plan began to fall into place. However, till that point, he did not tell me about his relationship with Radhika. My influence over Rahul would eventually bring everything to the point. Gradually, I was proceeding with my plan. It started slowly. He used to come to me with questions about his relationship with Ananya. Despite being smart and successful in his career, Rahul was awkward and unsure when it came to sex. I became his go-to for advice. He would ask me about everything, from how to execute sex positions to new ideas. At first, it was innocent. He would share details of what he had tried and the things he was curious about. He asked how he could make things better. I guided him. I gained his trust. After all, I knew he was the only key to my plan. But one thing remained constant. He never mentioned his relationship with Radhika. There, my plan got stuck halfway. Despite everything he shared, he held back on that one detail. Discussing Ananya was normal. Discussing his affair with Radhika was not. He might think a relationship with his mother-in-law was unethical. He couldn’t open up that outside. Rahul didn’t know that I already knew about his secret relationship. Ananya had informed me. I waited for Rahul to talk about Radhika’s relationship with himself. Finally, one day, he did. He told me, in a rushed, almost guilty tone, about his involvement with Radhika. He made me swear I wouldn’t tell anyone. I nodded and was acting surprised, hiding the satisfaction I felt at hearing those words. This was the opening I had been waiting for. It was one step closer to my destiny. I had been preparing him for a long time, though he didn’t know it. I would casually bring up different fantasies during our conversations. Ideas that would catch his attention and stir his curiosity. I introduced him to new concepts and explained what they were. I made them sound exciting and worth trying. My months of feeding his brain with those fantasies paid off. Rahul, eager for new experiences, trusted me and often sought my thoughts. As a next step, I made sure to mention how attractive Radhika was, and her appeal.

I wanted to convey to him that I admire Radhika. One day, my efforts to put those fantasies in his mind would pay me. I had hopes that, eventually, he would ask me to try fantasies I feed into his mind. I used to comment, “Radhika is something else, isn’t she? You’re lucky, man. Not many could handle someone like her.” I would say to let those words run into his mind. The buildup worked. Over time, Rahul grew more and more comfortable with these ideas. He became excited by those thoughts, though he was hesitant to bring them up in reality. I kept pushing him subtly, suggesting that if he ever wanted to try something, he should talk to Ananya. Though I wanted him to talk to Radhika, I could not say it directly. So, Ananya seemed like a safe enough suggestion, and he took it seriously. Rahul went to Ananya with the idea of swapping. Rahul was thinking Ananya might be open to it after everything I had hinted at. But I had already made sure she would refuse. I had already asked Ananya to refuse any proposals Rahul would ask for. When he spoke to Ananya, she turned him down, just as I planned. This left him with one choice: Radhika. The idea made him anxious, but the excitement I had planted in him won. One evening, he showed courage to tell Radhika about his idea to swap her. Radhika, by then, was not the same person I had known. Her love for me had turned into bitterness. She had changed, driven by the need to prove something. So, when Rahul brought up the idea, she didn’t say no. Her mindset had shifted so much that she agreed only with her beloved son-in-law, Rahul. When Radhika asked about a swapper guy, as I instructed Rahul, he said it would be a surprise for her. He only said that the swapper was his good friend. Rahul came back to me after that, looking happy and excited. He told me Radhika had agreed. He mentioned that he had told Radhika it would be with a good friend but hadn’t said who. Radhika, expecting a surprise, trusted him enough to go along with it. He didn’t share any details further, because if I let him share, Radhika would never agree to swap. Similarly, when he asked about my partner, I said the same thing. It would be a surprise for him. But he was convinced by me and committed to the swap in any circumstances. He said that he never broke the promises he made. Whatever it is, he will execute this swap. I listened to him, nodding at him. It worked. He was trapped in my game and through him, finally, I was supposed to get Radhika. For my revenge, I had been waiting for a long time. And now, it was just a few days ahead. I could not control my excitement and rushed into the washroom. I looked in the mirror and saw the excitement in my eyes. “Yes! Yes, Nikhil, You get it.” I said to myself. The thought, feeling the thrill of the upcoming swapping day, made my dick hard. I inserted my hand into my pants. I kept rubbing it as kinky thoughts were running in my mind. I draw out my phone and open Radhika’s pic. Then I pulled my pants down and drew a dick from a boxer. I started jerking my dick back-n-forth. I was smiling, looking in the mirror, “Radhika, get ready to settle what has happened,” I murmured to myself. I savoured Radhika’s pic for a moment and rubbed her face from the pic to my glace of dick. Feeling bold and alive, I continued stroking my dick, looking at Radhika’s pic. My thoughts were drifting further, my brain began imagining scenes from Swapping Day. I closed my eyes in the next moment and was enjoying my kinky, more wanting thoughts. In that private space, I was feeling everything. The joy, the anticipation, the satisfaction of realizing that I succeeded. I sat on the toilet seat and continued jerking my dick. I cum, and my spurts travel in projectiles. I cummed quite a lot than usual, but I was feeling satisfied. It was a moment of pure release, just me and my thoughts of Radhika. When I finally opened my eyes again, I felt refreshed. “What a great day going,” I said. Now it was only wait for swapping day, a day where I would settle all the things, on my own rules. Feel free to reach out for anything anytime at [email protected].