"It was just few days ago when, when I, Rinku, a petite 28 yo naive conservative girl with traditional values and culture, found myself caught between two men - one, my fiancé Jay, who knew of my secret affair and seemed to enjoy the tales of my infidelity, and the other, Kev, my friend’s boyfriend, who had unlocked a side of me I never knew existed. last night, I embarked on another forbidden encounter with him. I shared about that incident in my previous post" "I succumbed to my fiancé's desire and hooked up with my friend's boyfriend"

Okay, so Kev texted me on Thursday. Since we started texting each other, he joked, "Maybe it's my turn to return the favor." We talked about how I could help him with one of his bucket list items, since he had already done one for me. He said, "I have a fantasy I need you to help me fulfill. Have you ever played the streetwalker before?"

I was surprised by how direct he was, but I felt a rush of excitement. Kev had never talked to me in this way before, and I loved it. I pretended to be dumb and asked, "Streetwalker? What do you mean?"

Kev: "On Friday night, I want to pick you up like a hooker from the street. Dress sexy and put on a lot of makeup. I want you to look like you're ready to be picked up."

Hearing him say that made my heart race. This was completely new to me and something I never thought I'd do. I hesitated, but the idea excited me, and I agreed because I knew Jay loved hearing about my adventures. I had to tell myself that I was only doing it for him, but I really wanted to do it and try new things with Kev.

Later, I texted Jay, but I didn't go into too much detail. I just said, "Kev wants me to see him tonight. I'm meeting him tonight."

"What does he want you to do?" asked Jay.

Rinku: "Nothing crazy, I'll tell you about it later. I even don't know; I told him not to bother me because I'll be turning off my phone. I spent the day getting ready for the night at work." Friday evening came, and I couldn't help but feel nervous. I put on a lot of makeup, lined my eyes with thick kohl, and painted my lips a deep red. I wore a tight green tube top and a black short skirt—it was my first time going outside without anything underneath—and finished the look with black stiletto heels. I felt exposed, like he was expecting a streetwalker. The thought made me blush.

Luckily, my roommate wasn't around to explain where I was. I left my apartment and walked toward where Kev would pick me up. I was both excited and scared. The thought of being seen like this, of possibly being mistaken for a prostitute, gave me chills. I wondered how many clients I could get if I really were out here for that reason.

Soon, Kev pulled up in a jacked-up truck. The truck's size and power were a sharp contrast to my small size. He leaned out the window and looked over my body with admiration.

He coughed and drawled, "Well, well, well. Look at you. Ready to make me proud, little whore?" I was shocked that he was already in the role.

“Yes, Kev.” I climbed into the truck and felt the leather seat against my bare thighs. He leaned in to kiss me, and our lips met again in a fierce kiss. His hands moved to my breasts and squeezed and teased my nipples until they were hard and hurt. I gasped into his mouth and arched my back as I tried to press my against him. “God, he has so much passion,” I thought.

As we drove, Kev kept looking over at me with dark, lustful eyes. "You look perfect," he said in a low voice. "Like a little slut ready to be used." I squirmed in my seat, feeling the excitement build. After some small talk, Kev looked at me with a serious face and asked, "Are you ready for the next part?" "If you're not comfortable, we can tone it down. I don't want to push you too far."

I took a deep breath and fought my own doubts and thoughts. I knew this wouldn't be easy; things would never be the same again; how could I explain this to Jay? But I knew this was what I needed and wanted. I had been held back for too long; it was time to break free. "I'm craving this experience," I made it clear. "I need to do this."

The look in Kev's eyes showed both respect and desire. "Okay, but we need a safeword. If you ever want to stop, just say'red.'"

""Thank you, Kev,"" I said in a soft voice. "But if I don't use it, don't stop. Don't tone it down. Tonight is all about you. Let's cross something off your bucket list.""

He leaned in to kiss me again and smiled with a wicked gleam in his eye. "Okay, honey. Let's make this a night to remember.""

Kev asked with a smile, "What do you want me to do?" "Let's find a quiet place, and then you can suck my cock like the good little whore you are."
As we drove, the city lights blurred past, beating in my chest. When we finally arrived at a remote park area, it was quiet, but sometimes cars would drive by from far away. Kev parked the truck and looked at me with sparkling eyes.

He took off his belt and said, "Show me what that pretty mouth can do."

Kev insisted, "Come on, Rinku. Don't be a chicken." I thought about backing out when I saw his huge erection.

As I leaned over to feel his bulge, I could feel his heart beating. I undid his pants and let out his thick cock. God, he looks even bigger than last time. What does he eat? The sight of it made my mouth water, and I felt a rush of excitement. I took him into my mouth and tasted the saltiness of his skin. Kev groaned and gently pushed on my hair.

He said in a low voice, "Good girl. Suck it harder, go deep."

Being playful, I sucked on his tip and swirled and flicked my tongue around his top, trying to fit as much as I could into my tiny mouth and play with his balls. Kev's grip on my ponytail got tighter, and he started to thrust into my mouth more forcefully. My jaws hurt, and his cock felt like it got bigger again. I gagged a little but didn't pull away because his cock was so big, and I wasn't sure if I could handle it all, but I wanted to please him and impress him.

"Take it all, Rinku," Kev told me. His voice sounds so sexy and authoritative that I just did what he said. "You're doing great."

His cock hit the back of my throat as he held my head down. Tears ran down my face, but I kept going because I was determined to make him cum. Kev's groans got louder, so I knew he was getting close.

He said, "Fuck, you're a natural. I bet your fiancé never got treated like this."

As I sucked him harder, I moaned around his cock and cupped my hands around his balls. Kev's hips bucked, and he let out a low growl as he came. His hot cum filled my mouth, and the taste was so strong—salty and bitter—that I had a hard time swallowing it all.

Kev pulled me off his cock while he was out of breath. "Swallow it, Rinku. Don't waste a drop. You better not make a mess in my truck."

I agreed and gulped down his poop. It was my first time swallowing, and I had never done it for Jay. Kev smiled, knowing he had accomplished more than Jay ever had. "Admit it, Rinku. This is the first time you've swallowed, isn't it? Not even for Jay," he said, his voice filled with smug pride.

""Yes," I whispered, my voice breaking, ""only for you."

As I moaned louder, Kev slid his hand between my legs and found me wet and ready. He pushed two fingers inside me and stretched me while his thumb circled my clit. ""God, you're so wet. You really are a little whore, aren't you?""

""Yes," I cried, while my hips shook against his. ""Please, Kev, don't tease me like this; just fuck me, I beg you!""

He smoothed my hair and said, "Good girl. Now let's get you properly fucked and let me return the favor."

Just as I was catching my breath, he got out of the truck, walked over to me, opened the door, and pulled me out. "Kev, someone might see us," I begged, my voice shaking. "Please, not here." I knew what was going to happen next.

My body lied to me, and I couldn't handle the heat and my desire for his cock. I got out of the truck and knelt over the hood as he told me to. My heart was racing with excitement. The hood was hot on my palms, and I spread my legs apart, feeling open and hurt. Kev came around behind me and ran his hands up my thighs, lifting my skirt.

""No underwear, I see," he said in a happy voice, running his fingers along my bare pussy. ""Such a naughty girl."

He started to take off my clothes, and his hands were rough and eager. He pulled my tube top down to my waist, showing my breasts, and then pushed my skirt down to my ankles, leaving me naked except for my heels. I stood there in the open air, fearful and excited at the same time.

Kev took a step back and praised his job. ""Look at you, Rinku. You look like a perfect little whore, ready to be used in public.""

In a shaking voice, I told him, "Don't use it, Kev. I want to feel you. I need to feel you inside me." He reached into the truck to get a condom, but I stopped him.

Kev pushed me over the truck's hood and slapped me on each cheek twice. He then leaned in close and whispered, "You want me to fuck you raw?"

I got the confidence to ask, "Yes," even though my voice was shaking from shame. "I want to feel you, Kev."

Kev's eyes got dark with desire, but he didn't say anything right away. "Rinku, I'm not sure. I'm also doing Aliya without a condom. This isn't right."

I begged Kevin, "Please let me feel you inside me just once. I need it."

The man growled, angry and excited. "Fine. But you know this is wrong."

With a low laugh, Kev positioned himself behind me. I felt the head of his cock tease my entrance while the other hand grabbed a bunch of my hair and held my head down. Then, with one swift thrust, he was inside. I gasped at the feeling as my body stretched to fit his thickness and size. He felt so good without any barriers this time, I felt complete.

Kev grabbed my hips tightly and started to move. His thrusts were hard and deep, and the sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the room. ""Fuck, you're so tight, Rinku,"" he grunted, his breath hot on the back of my neck. ""Your fiancé has no idea what a little slut he has, does he?"" Kev's thrusts were hard and relentless, and his anger was clear in every move.

His angry words made me want him even more, so I pushed back and met his thrusts with my own. "No, he doesn't," I moaned, my voice hoarse with need. "He doesn't know how good it feels to be filled up like this.""

Kev sped up and slammed his hips into me viciously. Our passion made the truck shake, and with each strong thrust, I screamed. My body was on the verge of releasing me.

"Wasn't that what you wanted? To be fucked like a dirty whore?" he asked me, his breath hot on my neck.

"Yes, Kev," I moaned, my voice breaking with desire. "I need it. I need you to ruin me."

"Your fiancé can't fuck you like this. He doesn't know how much you love being treated like a whore," Kev said as he sped up and tightened his grip on my hips.

It was getting stronger, so I pushed back against him and met his thrusts with my own. "No, he doesn't," I gasped. "Only you, Kev."

Only you can make me feel this way. It pushed me over the edge, and I came hard, shaking with the power of my orgasm. ""Cum for me, you little minx,"" Kev growled, pressing hard on my hips. ""Let me feel that tight pussy milking my cock.""

Additionally, Kev's thrusts became less steady, and I knew he was getting close. I begged him not to cum inside me while I came to my senses and realized how bad this was, but he had other ideas. Kev wasn't done making fun of me. He pulled me out and made me kneel. His cock was still hard and shiny from our combined juices. He grabbed the back of my head and guided his cock into my mouth, saying, "Suck my cock clean, Rinku. ""

Being excited, I did what Kev told me to do. He stood over me and stroked his cock as he looked down at me. "Suck like your life depends on it.""

Kev moaned as he gently pushed into my mouth with his hand on my hair. I took him back into my mouth and tasted myself on his shaft. I quickly sucked him, enjoying the feeling of his thick cock filling my mouth. I was glad he wasn't stupid enough to fill me, at least not today.

""Good girl,"" he muttered, his voice thick with pleasure. ""Such a good little slut."" He told me to stick out my tongue, so I did. As I waited for him to cum, Kev groaned and moved his hand faster on his shaft. ""You're such a good little slut, Rinku. You love this, don't you?""

""I love you cock," I whispered, my voice shaking.

Kev sped up and took short, rough breaths. ""Here it comes, Rinku. Take it all,"" he said.

Kev sucked his thumb and splashed hot cum on my face, covering my forehead and eyes. I closed my eyes and felt the sticky warmth cover my skin. Kev's cum dripped from my chin, and I licked my lips, enjoying the salty taste for the second time that night.

Kev smiled at me and sighed, ""Good girl, don't wash it off. I want everyone to see what a dirty whore you are.""

As he helped me get up, he didn't even bother to let me clean up. I was in awe of him and his cock, and I wanted more. I don't know how long I was out in the open naked and hunched over, but I wanted him to take me again. As he led me back to the truck, I quickly pulled up my skirt, but he grabbed my top and threw it in the back seat.

"Don't do that," he told her in a rough voice. "Get in the truck. We're not done yet."

I felt open and defenseless, but I did what Kev said. He started the truck and rolled down the windows. The cool air hit my skin, making me shiver with fear and excitement.

As we drove, Kev kept one hand on the wheel and the other freely roamed up my thigh, occasionally slipping his fingers between my legs to tease me. As we went by a few cars, I could feel the other drivers' eyes on me, taking in my bare breasts, smeared with his poop, and ruined makeup face. The thought that those strangers might know exactly what had just happened made me blush fiercely, but it also made me even wetter. The shame of being so exposed and humiliated only fueled my arousal. I could feel myself getting drenched, and my body aching for more. I secretly wished Kev would pull over and bend me over and take me right there for everyone to see, but I was too shy to admit or ask.

Kev smiled and looked over at me. "“Enjoying the attention, Rinku? I bet you love being on display like this. What a dirty little show-off.""

""Kev, please,"" I whispered. "Can I have my top back? What if someone takes pictures or videos?"" I shifted in my seat, feeling both embarrassed and excited.

"Not yet, slut. I want everyone to see what a whore you are. Maybe those guys walking by will even wink at you. Wouldn't that be fun?""

The car kept going back to my place, and by the time we got there, I was shaking from fear and excitement.

""You did good tonight, Rinku. I think we both got what we wanted,"" Kev told me as he pulled into the building's garage.

"Yes, Kev. Thank you, I needed this night," I said with a beating heart.

Kev leaned in close and kissed me hard, putting his hand on my left breast. "Don't forget who owns you now, Rinku. You're mine until I decide otherwise."

""And I whispered, my face red with happiness, ""But what about Aliya? She's your girlfriend and my friend. Part of me is trying to show my guilt.""

Kev smiled, his cockiness coming back. "Don't worry, she won't find out. This is just between us," he said. He paused, daring me to keep having an affair with him.

I had to choose between being loyal to Jay and giving in to the strong desire Kev made me feel. "Our secret is safe."

"Good," Kev said with a smile that showed a mix of pleasure and desire in his eyes. "We're not done yet, Rinku. I think I can help you with a lot more of those things on your bucket list.""

As soon as he handed me my top, I quickly put it on. When I got out of the truck, I felt a mix of relief and longing. My body was still buzzing from the intense orgasms, and I knew Kev was right. I wanted so much more, and I had so many desires that needed to be fulfilled. And even though guilt was weighing on me, I couldn't deny the fire that Kev had lit inside me—a fire that would keep burning no matter what. I knew this wouldn't be the last time Kev and I would meet like this, and part of me didn't want it to end.

As I walked into my apartment, I took a deep breath and tried to calm down. The strong taste of Kev's seeds still lingered in my mouth, a fresh reminder of how bad I was. I went to the vanity mirror and stared at myself. My makeup was a mess, my eyes were smudged with mascara, and my lips were smeared with Kev's cum. My breath smelled like him, and his presence was in my vagina. I texted Jay a short summary of the night, leaving out the more embarrassing details.

"Kev picked me up, and we drove around for a while. We did some stuff in his truck, made out, and I sucked him. Then he took me home. I'm tired and it's too late to tell you about it now. I'll do it tomorrow.""

Jay: "That sounds crazy. I wish you could tell me everything right now. I'm glad you had fun, and I can't wait for your call tomorrow. I love you, Rinku.""

Rinku said, "Good night, Jay.""

I put down my phone and leaned against the door, my mind racing with everything that had happened. I felt embarrassed and scared, but I also couldn't hide my excitement. Kev had sparked something in me, and I knew I was in for more intense encounters in the future. Again, this is very new, I'll share it as soon as I can, and I'm still processing it myself. I'd really like to hear your thoughts and feedback on the incident.