19-02-2026, 07:51 PM
"Hi, Razia," I said.
She stood there shyly. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her into the room.
"I was on my way back from college and thought I'd come see you," she said.
"Then why are you just standing outside?" I teased, giving her ass a playful slap.
She laughed and replied, "Coming to a hotel room like this isn’t something I’m used to."
I handed Razia a cup of hot milk.
"There are no real clues in your husband’s case," I told her.
"Who knows? We’re from the same village. Since both of us had jobs, our families arranged the marriage," Razia said.
"Do you suspect anyone?"
"He was gone within a week of our marriage. Honestly, I barely even knew him. My mother said she’d arrange another marriage for me. But because my in-laws had doubts, they went to court," she explained.
"Why do they have doubts?" I asked.
"Unemployment is very high here. People who have jobs are constantly under pressure," she replied.
When she bent over to place the empty cup on the table after drinking the milk, her breast gleamed through the neckline of her kurta.
I felt the urge to kiss her, but I held back, wondering if it would be wrong.
"The security officer take a lot of bribes—it’s the same across the whole country," I said thoughtfully.
"I should go," Razia said.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I grabbed her waist, pulled her close, and kissed her lips.
At first, she looked surprised. I kissed her lower lip and touched it with my tongue. When Razia slightly parted her lips, I slipped my tongue inside. She entwined her tongue with mine, kissing me passionately, and pressed her breasts firmly against my chest.
While kissing her deeply, I unhooked her pajama top.
I pulled her pajama and panties down in one motion.
Razia trembled as she looked at me. I caressed her ass and thighs and whispered, "If you say no, I’ll stop."
I placed my hand between her thighs, pressed her pussy, then slipped my hand under her kurta and grabbed her right breast.
Shyly, Razia planted soft kisses on my cheeks.
I slid a finger into her pussy, moved it around, and asked, "How does it feel?" Then I added a second finger.
"Sss ahhh," she moaned, quickly pulling off her kurta and tossing it aside. Her sexy body was glowing.
I sat on the sofa. Razia offered her breast to my mouth.
While fingering her pussy, I took her nipple into my mouth, sucked it, and squeezed the other breast with my hand. When I gently bit the nipple, she cried out, "Abbah!"
She offered the other breast as well. I sucked it, licked the nipple, and nibbled it lightly.
As my fingers moved inside her pussy, she reached orgasm, screaming, "Abbah! Ahhh!"
I lifted Razia and threw her onto the bed. I stripped off my clothes, straddled her chest, and said, "Open your mouth," while rubbing my cock against her lips.
"No," Razia said.
I rubbed my cock across her cheeks and coaxed, "Open your mouth—it’ll feel good."
She gave me a naughty look, then started planting little kisses on my cock and licking it.
As precum began to leak, she licked it with her tongue and held the tip between her lips.
I pushed my cock into her mouth and said, "Good."
She winked at me. I began thrusting strokes into her mouth.
Fucking the mouth of such a beautiful girl, I silently thanked Parandhamam garu.
After about ten strokes, I increased the speed. Razia moaned and looked up at me pleadingly, but I pushed deeper into her throat.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I pulled my cock out of her mouth, lay on top of her, and thrust it hard into her pussy between her thighs.
"Ayy ma!" Razia screamed, gripping me tightly. Her pussy wasn’t adjusting to my size.
I bit her cheeks while forcefully pushing my cock into her tight pussy—thrusting in and pulling out repeatedly. She screamed in pain because it didn’t fit easily, moaning loudly.
I lost all control. Gathering all my strength in my hips, I started fucking her pussy hard. One minute, two, five, ten minutes... I could hear her moans and feel her juices flowing as she cried out. In between, Razia kept saying, "Slow... joroo si nahi" (not so hard). I sealed her mouth with a deep kiss and kept pounding until I finally released my cum deep inside her pussy.
Exhausted, I collapsed beside Razia.
Half an hour later, Razia got dressed and handed me a cup of milk. Winking, she said, "Marry me."
After that, we both went out and took a boat ride on Dal Lake. I lost count of how many kisses I gave Razia. Finally, I dropped her near her home in the jeep.
I squeezed her breast, gave her a deep lip kiss, and said, "I’ll come again tomorrow."
My darling Razia walked toward her house.
"Hi, Razia," I said.
She stood there shyly. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her into the room.
"I was on my way back from college and thought I'd come see you," she said.
"Then why are you just standing outside?" I teased, giving her ass a playful slap.
She laughed and replied, "Coming to a hotel room like this isn’t something I’m used to."
I handed Razia a cup of hot milk.
"There are no real clues in your husband’s case," I told her.
"Who knows? We’re from the same village. Since both of us had jobs, our families arranged the marriage," Razia said.
"Do you suspect anyone?"
"He was gone within a week of our marriage. Honestly, I barely even knew him. My mother said she’d arrange another marriage for me. But because my in-laws had doubts, they went to court," she explained.
"Why do they have doubts?" I asked.
"Unemployment is very high here. People who have jobs are constantly under pressure," she replied.
When she bent over to place the empty cup on the table after drinking the milk, her breast gleamed through the neckline of her kurta.
I felt the urge to kiss her, but I held back, wondering if it would be wrong.
"The security officer take a lot of bribes—it’s the same across the whole country," I said thoughtfully.
"I should go," Razia said.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I grabbed her waist, pulled her close, and kissed her lips.
At first, she looked surprised. I kissed her lower lip and touched it with my tongue. When Razia slightly parted her lips, I slipped my tongue inside. She entwined her tongue with mine, kissing me passionately, and pressed her breasts firmly against my chest.
While kissing her deeply, I unhooked her pajama top.
I pulled her pajama and panties down in one motion.
Razia trembled as she looked at me. I caressed her ass and thighs and whispered, "If you say no, I’ll stop."
I placed my hand between her thighs, pressed her pussy, then slipped my hand under her kurta and grabbed her right breast.
Shyly, Razia planted soft kisses on my cheeks.
I slid a finger into her pussy, moved it around, and asked, "How does it feel?" Then I added a second finger.
"Sss ahhh," she moaned, quickly pulling off her kurta and tossing it aside. Her sexy body was glowing.
I sat on the sofa. Razia offered her breast to my mouth.
While fingering her pussy, I took her nipple into my mouth, sucked it, and squeezed the other breast with my hand. When I gently bit the nipple, she cried out, "Abbah!"
She offered the other breast as well. I sucked it, licked the nipple, and nibbled it lightly.
As my fingers moved inside her pussy, she reached orgasm, screaming, "Abbah! Ahhh!"
I lifted Razia and threw her onto the bed. I stripped off my clothes, straddled her chest, and said, "Open your mouth," while rubbing my cock against her lips.
"No," Razia said.
I rubbed my cock across her cheeks and coaxed, "Open your mouth—it’ll feel good."
She gave me a naughty look, then started planting little kisses on my cock and licking it.
As precum began to leak, she licked it with her tongue and held the tip between her lips.
I pushed my cock into her mouth and said, "Good."
She winked at me. I began thrusting strokes into her mouth.
Fucking the mouth of such a beautiful girl, I silently thanked Parandhamam garu.
After about ten strokes, I increased the speed. Razia moaned and looked up at me pleadingly, but I pushed deeper into her throat.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I pulled my cock out of her mouth, lay on top of her, and thrust it hard into her pussy between her thighs.
"Ayy ma!" Razia screamed, gripping me tightly. Her pussy wasn’t adjusting to my size.
I bit her cheeks while forcefully pushing my cock into her tight pussy—thrusting in and pulling out repeatedly. She screamed in pain because it didn’t fit easily, moaning loudly.
I lost all control. Gathering all my strength in my hips, I started fucking her pussy hard. One minute, two, five, ten minutes... I could hear her moans and feel her juices flowing as she cried out. In between, Razia kept saying, "Slow... joroo si nahi" (not so hard). I sealed her mouth with a deep kiss and kept pounding until I finally released my cum deep inside her pussy.
Exhausted, I collapsed beside Razia.
Half an hour later, Razia got dressed and handed me a cup of milk. Winking, she said, "Marry me."
After that, we both went out and took a boat ride on Dal Lake. I lost count of how many kisses I gave Razia. Finally, I dropped her near her home in the jeep.
I squeezed her breast, gave her a deep lip kiss, and said, "I’ll come again tomorrow."
My darling Razia walked toward her house.
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