01-01-2021, 04:49 PM
One afternoon my father announced, 'Randhir I have fixed your marriage. The girl's name is Arti. The baraat (groom's marriage party) will leave in four days'.
My heart shouted, 'NO FATHER I DON'T WANT TO MARRY ARTI. I WANT TO MARRY MY MALA AND BECOME THE MD OF THE COMPANY' but aloud I could only muster enough courage to say, 'yes father, whatever you say father'.
Tonight is my wedding night. My bride Arti is waiting for me in our bedroom and I am stuck with my friends, most of them married and my married brothers. Every one of them was giving me some advice or the other as to how I should tackle my bride.
'Randhir tonight is your wedding night. Don't go in and yawn loudly, get into bed and announce Arti it is getting late. Go to sleep and start snoring' my friend Mohan said amid lots of laughter.
'No! Then w..what am I s..supposed to do' I stammered playing dumb.
'Remember your bride is a girl. Girls have a choot and not a laurda like you have' another friend Shyam said.
'Come on boys Randhir knows that' my brother Shashi said coming to my defense, 'he is old enough'.
'Just making sure Bhaiya (elder brother)' Shyam continued, 'in college Randhir was quite a dumb dodo'.
'Of course I know that' I said in a hurt tone. I wondered what they would say if they knew that I had already fucked four women and one of them was a virgin. To avoid making them suspicious I listened to them with rapt attention.
'On her wedding night a bride expects to be fucked good and proper. So don't you disappoint her' my friend Ramesh said.
'Yes I know but how am I supposed to do that' I asked blushing.
'Go in. Catch her by the ankles and spread her legs wide and shove your lund into her kori (virgin) choot' Ramesh advised amongst lot of sniggering and laughing.
'Stop it Ramesh you are confusing poor Randhir. Don't listen to him Randhir' Mohan said, 'don't follow Ramesh's advice. He is a barbarian. Your bride will definitely be a virgin so proceed cautiously. Take her tenderly in your arms, kiss her lips and whisper sweet nothings in her ear.
Then...'
'Catch her by the ankles and spread her legs wide and shove your lund into her kori (virgin) choot' Shyam, said completing the sentence. His remark brought the house down with laughter. Mohan kept trying to complete the advice he was giving but no one was in the mood to listen to him. They were too busy laughing at him.
Whenever I tried to leave one of them would say, 'Hey man! What is the hurry? Listen to this last bit of advice before you go'. This type of fun went on till it was eleven. At this point my mother came in.
'Enough boys now let Randhir go. Poor Arti must be waiting for him' she said and with naughty smile added, 'I am sure he is also very keen to join her'.
'That he is since last one hour' they shouted together laughing loudly.
Entering the bedroom I locked the door behind me. The strong scent of jasmine hit me. The whole room was decorated with seasonal flowers. Arti was sitting on the decorated bed with her legs drawn up; her face covered with her pallu (the upper part of her sari) was resting on her knees. Hearing me enter she raised her head.
Sitting down next to her I said, 'Arti why have you covered your face? My mother tells me that you are very beautiful. Uncover your face and let me also see your beauty'. Arti replied with an imperceptible shake of her head. If I had not been looking at her I would not have noticed this slight movement.
'If you are not going to lift your veil then I will have to do it' I whispered.
She did not react and taking this as her tacit approval I slowly lifted her veil. She continued to sit with downcast eyes. Putting my finger under her chin I raised her face by. Her beauty, even with her eyes closed, took my breath away. My mother was right Arti was very, very beautiful. Mala was not half as pretty compared to her.
For few minutes I stared at her pretty face. 'Arti you are the prettiest woman I have ever seen. Please open your eyes so that I can drown myself in them'.
Slowly she opened them. It was like blossoming of a lotus flower. I placed my lips on her blood red lips and kissed her lightly. Other than blushing deeply there was no other noticeable reaction from her. She was laden with jewelry. Kissing her face I slowly removed her jewelry one by one.
'Come Arti let us lie down together' I said pulling her down next to me. For a while we lay, without moving, in each other's arms. Then placing my hand on her shapely breasts I squeezed them gently. 'What are you doing' she protested softly.
'Just feeling your beautiful boobs' I replied gently.
When I started to unbutton her blouse she caught my hand and whispered, 'Please don't'.
'Let me darling. Tonight is our first night together. It is meant for us to be one in body and soul. I don't want these clothes to come in between us in our first union' I replied soothingly.
'Switch off the light. I will die of shame' she said softly.
'Let it be on otherwise how will I see your beautiful body' I replied smiling.
Then one by one I took off her clothes. She kept protesting feebly but also helped me by subtle twists and turns of her body. 'Oh Arti your naked body is much more beautiful than I had imagined' I said. She blushed again and shut her eyes even more tightly.
I caressed her firm boobs and sucked on her taut nipples. She moaned softly. I was very keen to see if her virgin choot hole was as small as Mala's. Kissing her body I worked my way down to her belly button and then to her cunt. Her cunt was covered with tastefully short clipped pubic
hair.
Parting her lower lips I gave her slit a couple of licks. 'Oh yeh mat karo. Ganndi hai (Oh don't do that. It is dirty)' she moaned softly.
'No darling, it is not dirty. It tastes very nice' and continued to lick her pussy and clit till she came with a loud moan. Now I moved lower and lifting her legs looked at her choot hole. Yes, it was as small as Mala's hole before my lund had enlarged it.
'Don't look at me there' she said struggling to release her legs from my hold, 'it is so embarrassing'.
'Darling, don't feel embarrassed. We are married. Your body is mine and my body belongs to you. If you like you can see my lund' I said gently. Blushing beet root red sheshook her head vehemently.
Pulling off my clothes I got on top of her. Her thighs were pressed tightly together.
'Darling spread your legs and make place for my lund'.
She did not react to my request. I asked her again but instead of opening them she pressed them tighter together. Not wanting to use force I rubbed my cock between her cunt lips. Slowly her body relaxed, then with a loud sigh her thighs separated. I pushed my knee in between them and spread her legs wide.
I was very excited at the prospect of popping her cherry. 'No I will not destroy her hymen with a jerk like I had done in Mala's case' I thought placing my cock on her choot hole, 'but do it slowly to get the maximum pleasure out of it'.
Arti trembled with fear or was it anticipation when my cock touched her lower mouth. Holding her firmly in my arms I slowly pushed my cock into her. 'OWW' she groaned as the big red knob of my cock slid into her till her intact hymen stopped its progress.
'Darling it will hurt a little' I said. Her eyes were closed. She made no reply but I felt her body stiffen as if to brace itself against the impending pain. I pressed in slowly. I felt the hymen stretch under thepressure. 'AA... AA' she groaned softly. I increased the pressure. Her
hymen wrapped itself around the knob of my cock. 'OOOO AAAAAAAA' she groaned.
Soon her hymen snapped under the relentless pressure of my cock and my lund sank deep in her cunt till our pubic hair entwined with each other. Arti screamed softly, 'UUUUUIIIII MAA MAR GAYI (UUUUUIIIII MAMA I AM DYING)'.
I paused and saw tears of pain welling up in her eyes. Kissing the tears away I said soothingly, 'Darling the worst is over. It won't hurt ever again' and started to pump my cock gently in and out of her tight choot.
Her cunt was very tight. She groaned with pain with each stroke, as my cock rubbed against the torn edges of her shattered hymen. After a few minutes her cunt became wetter, making my movement much easier. I continued to pump her cunt.
Soon her groans of pain became soft moans of pleasure. My in and out movement became faster and harder. The only sign she gave of the pleasure she was feeling were her soft moans and twitching of her bottoms.
I had not had a woman for nearly three weeks now; this coupled with the tightness of her quim was my undoing. I was ready to cum. In the height of my passion my lips sought her lips. This time she responded, but feebly to my kiss. My sperm started to rise.
'Oh darling I am coming. I can't hold it back anymore. OHHH' I grunted and shot spurts of hot cum filling her deflowered cunt. As my hot cum fell inside her cunt she came with a loud sigh, 'AAAHHHH' and fell back panting. We lay coupled together enjoying the afterglow of our first union. Soon my fast wilting cock slipped out of her cunt.
We fucked four times that night. Each time she protested, 'Please let me sleep now' but would let me persuade her with ease. With each successive fuck her reactions became more and more pronounced. When I fucked her for the fourth time she moaned and squealed with pleasure, her
hips moved in perfect rhythm of my strokes and she responded to my kisses just as wildly as I kissed her. When I reached the short strokes her body arched and she raised her bottoms to meet my strokes half way. Few strokes later with a loud 'AAAHHHHHhh' we both came together. Then we slept in each other's arms.
When I woke up in the morning I did not see Arti. She was gone and so were her clothes. For a minute I had doubts whether she had been with me last night at all or was it only a dream. One look at the telltale spots of our love making on the bed sheet, which bore witness to our union, convinced me that it was not a dream. I was still deep in my thoughts when Arti entered the room, 'Good morning' she said cheerfully.
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My heart shouted, 'NO FATHER I DON'T WANT TO MARRY ARTI. I WANT TO MARRY MY MALA AND BECOME THE MD OF THE COMPANY' but aloud I could only muster enough courage to say, 'yes father, whatever you say father'.
Tonight is my wedding night. My bride Arti is waiting for me in our bedroom and I am stuck with my friends, most of them married and my married brothers. Every one of them was giving me some advice or the other as to how I should tackle my bride.
'Randhir tonight is your wedding night. Don't go in and yawn loudly, get into bed and announce Arti it is getting late. Go to sleep and start snoring' my friend Mohan said amid lots of laughter.
'No! Then w..what am I s..supposed to do' I stammered playing dumb.
'Remember your bride is a girl. Girls have a choot and not a laurda like you have' another friend Shyam said.
'Come on boys Randhir knows that' my brother Shashi said coming to my defense, 'he is old enough'.
'Just making sure Bhaiya (elder brother)' Shyam continued, 'in college Randhir was quite a dumb dodo'.
'Of course I know that' I said in a hurt tone. I wondered what they would say if they knew that I had already fucked four women and one of them was a virgin. To avoid making them suspicious I listened to them with rapt attention.
'On her wedding night a bride expects to be fucked good and proper. So don't you disappoint her' my friend Ramesh said.
'Yes I know but how am I supposed to do that' I asked blushing.
'Go in. Catch her by the ankles and spread her legs wide and shove your lund into her kori (virgin) choot' Ramesh advised amongst lot of sniggering and laughing.
'Stop it Ramesh you are confusing poor Randhir. Don't listen to him Randhir' Mohan said, 'don't follow Ramesh's advice. He is a barbarian. Your bride will definitely be a virgin so proceed cautiously. Take her tenderly in your arms, kiss her lips and whisper sweet nothings in her ear.
Then...'
'Catch her by the ankles and spread her legs wide and shove your lund into her kori (virgin) choot' Shyam, said completing the sentence. His remark brought the house down with laughter. Mohan kept trying to complete the advice he was giving but no one was in the mood to listen to him. They were too busy laughing at him.
Whenever I tried to leave one of them would say, 'Hey man! What is the hurry? Listen to this last bit of advice before you go'. This type of fun went on till it was eleven. At this point my mother came in.
'Enough boys now let Randhir go. Poor Arti must be waiting for him' she said and with naughty smile added, 'I am sure he is also very keen to join her'.
'That he is since last one hour' they shouted together laughing loudly.
Entering the bedroom I locked the door behind me. The strong scent of jasmine hit me. The whole room was decorated with seasonal flowers. Arti was sitting on the decorated bed with her legs drawn up; her face covered with her pallu (the upper part of her sari) was resting on her knees. Hearing me enter she raised her head.
Sitting down next to her I said, 'Arti why have you covered your face? My mother tells me that you are very beautiful. Uncover your face and let me also see your beauty'. Arti replied with an imperceptible shake of her head. If I had not been looking at her I would not have noticed this slight movement.
'If you are not going to lift your veil then I will have to do it' I whispered.
She did not react and taking this as her tacit approval I slowly lifted her veil. She continued to sit with downcast eyes. Putting my finger under her chin I raised her face by. Her beauty, even with her eyes closed, took my breath away. My mother was right Arti was very, very beautiful. Mala was not half as pretty compared to her.
For few minutes I stared at her pretty face. 'Arti you are the prettiest woman I have ever seen. Please open your eyes so that I can drown myself in them'.
Slowly she opened them. It was like blossoming of a lotus flower. I placed my lips on her blood red lips and kissed her lightly. Other than blushing deeply there was no other noticeable reaction from her. She was laden with jewelry. Kissing her face I slowly removed her jewelry one by one.
'Come Arti let us lie down together' I said pulling her down next to me. For a while we lay, without moving, in each other's arms. Then placing my hand on her shapely breasts I squeezed them gently. 'What are you doing' she protested softly.
'Just feeling your beautiful boobs' I replied gently.
When I started to unbutton her blouse she caught my hand and whispered, 'Please don't'.
'Let me darling. Tonight is our first night together. It is meant for us to be one in body and soul. I don't want these clothes to come in between us in our first union' I replied soothingly.
'Switch off the light. I will die of shame' she said softly.
'Let it be on otherwise how will I see your beautiful body' I replied smiling.
Then one by one I took off her clothes. She kept protesting feebly but also helped me by subtle twists and turns of her body. 'Oh Arti your naked body is much more beautiful than I had imagined' I said. She blushed again and shut her eyes even more tightly.
I caressed her firm boobs and sucked on her taut nipples. She moaned softly. I was very keen to see if her virgin choot hole was as small as Mala's. Kissing her body I worked my way down to her belly button and then to her cunt. Her cunt was covered with tastefully short clipped pubic
hair.
Parting her lower lips I gave her slit a couple of licks. 'Oh yeh mat karo. Ganndi hai (Oh don't do that. It is dirty)' she moaned softly.
'No darling, it is not dirty. It tastes very nice' and continued to lick her pussy and clit till she came with a loud moan. Now I moved lower and lifting her legs looked at her choot hole. Yes, it was as small as Mala's hole before my lund had enlarged it.
'Don't look at me there' she said struggling to release her legs from my hold, 'it is so embarrassing'.
'Darling, don't feel embarrassed. We are married. Your body is mine and my body belongs to you. If you like you can see my lund' I said gently. Blushing beet root red sheshook her head vehemently.
Pulling off my clothes I got on top of her. Her thighs were pressed tightly together.
'Darling spread your legs and make place for my lund'.
She did not react to my request. I asked her again but instead of opening them she pressed them tighter together. Not wanting to use force I rubbed my cock between her cunt lips. Slowly her body relaxed, then with a loud sigh her thighs separated. I pushed my knee in between them and spread her legs wide.
I was very excited at the prospect of popping her cherry. 'No I will not destroy her hymen with a jerk like I had done in Mala's case' I thought placing my cock on her choot hole, 'but do it slowly to get the maximum pleasure out of it'.
Arti trembled with fear or was it anticipation when my cock touched her lower mouth. Holding her firmly in my arms I slowly pushed my cock into her. 'OWW' she groaned as the big red knob of my cock slid into her till her intact hymen stopped its progress.
'Darling it will hurt a little' I said. Her eyes were closed. She made no reply but I felt her body stiffen as if to brace itself against the impending pain. I pressed in slowly. I felt the hymen stretch under thepressure. 'AA... AA' she groaned softly. I increased the pressure. Her
hymen wrapped itself around the knob of my cock. 'OOOO AAAAAAAA' she groaned.
Soon her hymen snapped under the relentless pressure of my cock and my lund sank deep in her cunt till our pubic hair entwined with each other. Arti screamed softly, 'UUUUUIIIII MAA MAR GAYI (UUUUUIIIII MAMA I AM DYING)'.
I paused and saw tears of pain welling up in her eyes. Kissing the tears away I said soothingly, 'Darling the worst is over. It won't hurt ever again' and started to pump my cock gently in and out of her tight choot.
Her cunt was very tight. She groaned with pain with each stroke, as my cock rubbed against the torn edges of her shattered hymen. After a few minutes her cunt became wetter, making my movement much easier. I continued to pump her cunt.
Soon her groans of pain became soft moans of pleasure. My in and out movement became faster and harder. The only sign she gave of the pleasure she was feeling were her soft moans and twitching of her bottoms.
I had not had a woman for nearly three weeks now; this coupled with the tightness of her quim was my undoing. I was ready to cum. In the height of my passion my lips sought her lips. This time she responded, but feebly to my kiss. My sperm started to rise.
'Oh darling I am coming. I can't hold it back anymore. OHHH' I grunted and shot spurts of hot cum filling her deflowered cunt. As my hot cum fell inside her cunt she came with a loud sigh, 'AAAHHHH' and fell back panting. We lay coupled together enjoying the afterglow of our first union. Soon my fast wilting cock slipped out of her cunt.
We fucked four times that night. Each time she protested, 'Please let me sleep now' but would let me persuade her with ease. With each successive fuck her reactions became more and more pronounced. When I fucked her for the fourth time she moaned and squealed with pleasure, her
hips moved in perfect rhythm of my strokes and she responded to my kisses just as wildly as I kissed her. When I reached the short strokes her body arched and she raised her bottoms to meet my strokes half way. Few strokes later with a loud 'AAAHHHHHhh' we both came together. Then we slept in each other's arms.
When I woke up in the morning I did not see Arti. She was gone and so were her clothes. For a minute I had doubts whether she had been with me last night at all or was it only a dream. One look at the telltale spots of our love making on the bed sheet, which bore witness to our union, convinced me that it was not a dream. I was still deep in my thoughts when Arti entered the room, 'Good morning' she said cheerfully.
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