Forbidden Discoveries – Part 3

Hi all, thanks for your messages and support! Next is the long version of Forbidden Discoveries. It is full of revenge, lust, secrets, and intense feelings.

Rohini’s hands shook as she stared at the screen of her phone. Her heart pounded like a battlefield drum.

Tanvi: “I know what you both have been doing! Meet me in my room NOW, or I can tell your mom.”

Panic raced through her bloodstream like ice flowing through her veins. No. She couldn’t let that happen. If Tanvi knew about her and Pallavi… No, this couldn’t involve Pallavi. She had to protect her best friend.

Rohini was still trembling when she replied.

Rohini: “Please, don’t tell anyone. I’ll come.”

The corridor leading to Tanvi’s room felt longer than it ever had. Every step tested Rohini’s gumption. It felt like she was traversing the battlefields of Valdosta.

Once she arrived at the door, she paused and swallowed hard. She knocked, and, as if the vibrations from her knock triggered an alarm, the door swung open immediately.

Tanvi was stretched out on her bed, like a lioness prepped to encounter her prey. Her legs were folded in front of her, her arms folded beneath her bustline. Her head cocked to the side, the corners of her mouth turned slightly upwards.

“You are a bad girl, Rohini,” Tanvi began, stretched out and singing each syllable with a slow, teasing cruelty. “You made out with your best girlfriend. Do you have a boyfriend? What will people say?”

Rohini swallowed again; her mouth was dry. “Please, Tanvi…. don’t say anything.”

Tanvi got out of the bed like a queen walking down steps to her throne. Her eyes never left Rohini’s. “I won’t… if you do something for me.”

A knot tightened in Rohini’s belly. Her voice trembled. “What… what do you want?”

Tanvi’s smile looked hungry. She moved towards her. “Take off your top.”

Rohini gasped in shock. “W-what?”

“You heard me,” Tanvi whispered, her eyes sparkling in wicked amusement. “Slowly. I want to see what it is Pallavi likes so much.”

Rohini stepped back, her hands trembling fiercely at her sides. “Please… if you do not make me – ”

Tanvi’s voice hardened as she lifted her phone. “Or do you want me to go find those texts now? I bet your mom would love to read them.”

Rohini’s breath caught. The threat was palpable, heavy like a knife in the air. Without considering it, her hands lifted to the back of the hem of her top.

Slowly, she lifted it. Inch by inch. Her golden skin glowed in the dusk room. She pressed her lip to avoid the sob pushing forward. Tanvi’s eyes were gleaming with pleasure. “Mmm…good girl.”

Her eyes followed Rohini, walking slowly around her like a predator walking around its prey, enjoying every moment.

“Now, the shorts.”

Rohini hesitated again, her heart pounding and roaring in her ears. Tanvi tilted her head, smiling as if Rohini’s hesitation entertained her.

She took a finger and slowly dragged it down the bare arm of Rohini, ran it over her waist. It was light but electric. Rohini made a small noise. Something like a whimper, helpless.

Tanvi moved in closer, her breath wafting over Rohini’s ear. “I can take them off for you. But I promise you are going to like it better if you do it yourself.”

Shame burned in colours of crimson in Rohini’s face. Her fingers danced on the waistband, trembling like a leaf caught in a whirl of wind. She brought her shorts all the way down until the full circumference of her thighs.

The skin they surrounded was released from all the layers she had been wearing in the opening. She could feel the material round around her legs and lower body before she proceeded to wear only panties.

Tanvi stayed quiet for a while, just watching like she was memorising every angle of her vulnerability. “Now, the rest.”

At the sound of those purposeful words, Rohini almost broke. Her legs could no longer engage in keeping still. Her eyes were pools of anxious tears. This was it: total exposure. Giving herself completely over to Tanvi.

Tanvi’s voice now radiated velvet authority, although somewhat softened. “Do it, baby. Don’t be shy.”

Rohini took a swallow, trying hard to dislodge the lump in her throat. Her fingers came back, searching for the waistband of the last thing separating her from this full exposure. This last layer, she was completely shaking with shame, but she pulled it down.

Tanvi drew in her breath sharply. Desire pooled in her voice. “Mmm… you’re perfection, Rohini. I can understand why Pallavi can’t keep her hands off you.”

But she didn’t touch her—not yet, at least. Instead, Tanvi let that anticipation build. She let her fingers reach just millimetres from Rohini’s bare skin. The air between them was heavy with tension.

“You’re quaking,” she whispered. “Feeling fear… or something else?”

Rohini squeezed her eyes shut, wanting to disappear, but her body wouldn’t let her. Her boobs were rising and falling with rapid shallow breaths.

Then Tanvi slowly drew her finger along Rohini’s inner thigh—so very close. At the lightest brushing of that wet heat, the electric impulse made her quiver.

“Mmm… you’re so sensitive.”

Rohini gasped.

“Just let go, baby. I promise… you’ll love it.”

And she did. Somewhere caught between dread and desire, Rohini let go. Her body arched instinctively towards Tanvi’s hand, breathless.

“Oh… oh my god—”

Tanvi smiled as she whispered against Rohini’s belly button. “That’s it. Just let it happen.”

Her fingers were moving with precision now—no teasing, no mercy. Rohini’s legs were shaking. Her back was arched, and pleasure hit her in waves.

Tanvi leaned down and traced her tongue around her clit in a slow circle. Then, sliding in between her folds, devouring her like a delectable dessert.

Rohini buckled. Her moans got more desperate, louder. Tanvi had a really good grip on her thighs. She kept Rohini steady and continued to devour the pleasure that was uncontrollably shooting from her pussy.

Rohini unravelled. Pleasure blossomed so intensely that all thoughts were gone. Her cries echoed in the room as she came hard against Tanvi’s mouth.

And then it stopped. She began to lose her composure, and her legs buckled again. She sank to her knees, looking breathless and drained, her cheeks flushed.

But Tanvi was not finished. With practised confidence, Tanvi swung a leg over and straddled Rohini’s face. Her wetness hung in the air, glistening and hot.

“Now it’s your turn, baby,” she said, voice laced with purr. Tanvi rolled her hips slowly, pressing her womanhood against Rohini’s lips.

“Mmm… keep going until I tell you to stop.”

Rohini obeyed. Her tongue was soft at first, but then it rose to confidence. Tanvi’s secretions coated her lips, stiff and warm.

Tanvi moaned deeply. “F-fuck yes aaaaaaah baby … just like that.”

She began grinding harder, her hips taking control, riding Rohini’s tongue in a rhythm that increased. Rohini was having difficulty breathing. Her face was coated in Tanvi’s arousal, and both her nose and mouth were slick.

“Finger me, baby,” Tanvi growled, voice dark and hungry. “Now.”

Rohini lifted her hand, with her finger sliding inside Tanvi.

“Deeper, baby,” Tanvi growled.

“I’m not a virgin like you two – I’ve had sex with my boyfriend more times than I can count. I want you to go deeper and fuck me.”

Rohini added a second finger. Then, a third, and Tanvi screamed. She was dripping – her inner walls gripping Rohini’s fingers, the wetness dripping down the inside of her thighs.

Rohini licked Tanvi’s clit from side to side, circling it with her tongue and pumping faster with her fingers inside Tanvi.

“Yes, yes, yes – fuck, Rohini faster baby, bitch -”

Tanvi was squirming above her. Tanvi’s thighs curled and gripped each side of Rohini’s head, and she dug her nails into the headboard. Then she released.

A gush of a flood came rushing from her, squirting out violently all over Rohini’s face. Rohini gasped in disbelief. The bodily fluid hit her cheeks her lips, and some even splattered on her neck.

Tanvi rolled her head back in ecstasy, her emotions flushed with victory. She grabbed Rohini’s chin and tilted it up.

“Mmm, you’re so messy, aren’t you?”

She stretched like a cat, satisfied, her body tingling and vibrating with satisfaction.

“You were good,” she purred. “But I can’t help wondering, will Pallavi be better?”

Rohini’s stomach flipped over. Her face was hot, ashamed and pleasure-stung but feeling a small twist of proprietary fear. Tanvi leaned tantalisingly closer, her lips brushing against Rohini’s ear.

“I guess we’ll see soon enough”.

Later that night, Rohini lay curled up in her bed with the tangy taste of Tanvi still on her lips. Her phone buzzed.

Tanvi: “Next time, bring Pallavi. I’m planning on making a night of it.”

Rohini stared at the screen, palms tingling and trembling. Her fingers hovered above the keyboard, unable to respond. Every part of her body was saying, ‘yes,’ but her heart was saying more.

And she couldn’t help but wonder – if Tanvi put her hands on Pallavi in the same way, would Pallavi moan louder than she had?

The jealousy stung hotter than she thought.

And, in that moment, Rohini realised – this was not over by a long stretch.

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