11-08-2020, 10:52 PM
Vijay advanced on the beautiful bride and in protest she stood. As soon as she was on her feet Vijay realized his chance. His hands reached out and fingers grasped her hips, driving her to the side and up against a wall, he was almost growling at her, "I am going to taste you and there is nothing you can do about it." And with that he pulled out a bright red handkerchief from his pocket and shoved it into Harija's mouth, which was open in protest against her former co-star. The quiet squeals from behind that piece of Cotton only made Vijay smile and groan, his cock pressing against her hip through his pants and through her dress.
He carefully looked her over as she stilled, too afraid to move away from him, knowing that he was perfectly capable of hurting her. There was the slight look of fear in her dark eyes, but overriding that, was the look of lust.
Vijay caught both of her hands and tied them with a string at her back. She was helpless now. He pulled down his pants and quickly stepped out of them before he turned her around so she was bent over, her long saree being pulled up to her hips, exposing her thin silky panties. With one pull the thin elastic was broken and the panties left its place from her vagina to his hands. She was now standing with bare & completely shaved pussy.
She was wearing thin and transparent under wears given by Amar, below her wedding dress for him. This only made Vijay want her more. He released Harija's hands only after tying the gag on her mouth with the scarf. He pushed Harija to the wall. Automatically, Harija's hands stretched out, palms flat against the wall, the squeals of protest turning into soft moans as she anticipated what was going to happen. Just as Vijay stepped up to grab her hips, she tried to pull away. His hands flew up and gripped her shoulders tightly, effectively ramming her back on to the 8 thick inches of his cock. She screamed behind the gag, feeling her pussy split and filled by his cock. Vijay groaned, fingers tightening around her delicate shoulders.
There was an initial resistance of virgin walls & the hymen. She gave a short noiseless cry. Then by a stronger push it was gone. His dick was buried deep in her vagina. It felt as if a hot steel rod had been stabbed in her vagina. A thin stream of blood rolled down her legs to the floor. Much to Harija's dismay, her pussy was soaked with pre cum and his cock had made an easy entry into her. Vijay's strong hands slid down her back to rest around her hips and he began fucking her, ramming his cock in and out of this virginal looking bride. He threw his head back and slammed into her, hard and deep. The sounds and smells of sex filled the room.
"Does that feel good harija?" He asked her as tears dripped down her cheeks. It was her wedding day and here she was being fucked by a man that was not her husband, and was enjoying it. She continued to whimper, but soon started to push back against him, increasing the depth in which he fucked her. "That's it, I know you want my cock, take it, take all of it you little bitch, Do you like my cock? How would you like it if I fucked you and came all over your face and that pretty exotic dress of yours? No one would even know about it. I bet you'd love it." He said to her, punctuating each thrust with another promise of a lewd action that he could give to her. She was moving her head to show that she did not approve his plans.
He carefully looked her over as she stilled, too afraid to move away from him, knowing that he was perfectly capable of hurting her. There was the slight look of fear in her dark eyes, but overriding that, was the look of lust.
Vijay caught both of her hands and tied them with a string at her back. She was helpless now. He pulled down his pants and quickly stepped out of them before he turned her around so she was bent over, her long saree being pulled up to her hips, exposing her thin silky panties. With one pull the thin elastic was broken and the panties left its place from her vagina to his hands. She was now standing with bare & completely shaved pussy.
She was wearing thin and transparent under wears given by Amar, below her wedding dress for him. This only made Vijay want her more. He released Harija's hands only after tying the gag on her mouth with the scarf. He pushed Harija to the wall. Automatically, Harija's hands stretched out, palms flat against the wall, the squeals of protest turning into soft moans as she anticipated what was going to happen. Just as Vijay stepped up to grab her hips, she tried to pull away. His hands flew up and gripped her shoulders tightly, effectively ramming her back on to the 8 thick inches of his cock. She screamed behind the gag, feeling her pussy split and filled by his cock. Vijay groaned, fingers tightening around her delicate shoulders.
There was an initial resistance of virgin walls & the hymen. She gave a short noiseless cry. Then by a stronger push it was gone. His dick was buried deep in her vagina. It felt as if a hot steel rod had been stabbed in her vagina. A thin stream of blood rolled down her legs to the floor. Much to Harija's dismay, her pussy was soaked with pre cum and his cock had made an easy entry into her. Vijay's strong hands slid down her back to rest around her hips and he began fucking her, ramming his cock in and out of this virginal looking bride. He threw his head back and slammed into her, hard and deep. The sounds and smells of sex filled the room.
"Does that feel good harija?" He asked her as tears dripped down her cheeks. It was her wedding day and here she was being fucked by a man that was not her husband, and was enjoying it. She continued to whimper, but soon started to push back against him, increasing the depth in which he fucked her. "That's it, I know you want my cock, take it, take all of it you little bitch, Do you like my cock? How would you like it if I fucked you and came all over your face and that pretty exotic dress of yours? No one would even know about it. I bet you'd love it." He said to her, punctuating each thrust with another promise of a lewd action that he could give to her. She was moving her head to show that she did not approve his plans.