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"Are you in the private booth?" Gautham asked.

"Yes, I am."

"Okay." he looked around and made sure the door to his own room was locked. "Take off your kameez."

"WHAT?????" Kajal wasn't sure she had heard right.

"You heard me. Take off your kameez."

"What are you saying? Are you alright?"

Gautham was at the end of his patience. He had had a long stressful day at work. it was the middle of the night. He was cranky, he was tired, he was sleepy. He lost it.

"LISTEN YOU SMALL TOWN BUMPKIN!" he yelled before lowering his voice. "I have agreed to marry you, bring you here to America, change your life for the better. I am not even asking for dowry. All I am asking you to do is show me a glimpse of what is mine. I want to make sure there are no flaws or defects hidden under there."

Kajal was in a state of shock. She had naively thought that he wanted to talk to her in private to make some romantic gesture, maybe read a poem. Instead he just wanted to see her private parts.

"I don't have all night, kajal." Gautham said. he looked really angry. "Do you want me to call off the wedding?"

It was a bluff, but Kajal was too much of a simpleton to know that.

"Please don't do that."

"Then come on, take off your kameez. Don't worry. It's a completely secure private cabin. I have been to that netcafe before."

Kajal nodded and took off her headset. Gautham felt a rumbling in his pants as she took off her dupatta, neatly folded it and put it on one side. Then she got up from the chair slightly, caught the bottom of her kameez, and slowly pulled it off.

Kajal had a petrified look on her face but Gautham was too busy staring at her chest to notice. She still had her bra on, but concealed under them were tits that were indeed huge. D cup for sure. Maybe even DD. That cleavage was even deeper than he had dreamed of.

Kajal sat down and put her headset back on.

"Now the bra."

"Really?" Kajal asked in distress.

"Kajal!" Gautham said sharply.

"Okay."

Blushing profusely, she unhooked her bra and took it off. Gautham’s dick was now fully erect. He had hit the jackpot. The tits were big with prominent pinkish nipples. They didn't sag either. He reached in his shorts and took his dick out.

Kajal was blushing and just staring at the keyboard. She heard Gautham moan, looked up, and almost screamed. She covered her mouth and looked down again.

"Look up, darling."

She did.

"Do you know what this is?"

She nodded. Of course she knew what it was. She did lead a sheltered life but her mother and close female friends had made sure she knew the basics.

"What is it?" Gautham asked.

"Your...organ."

"Organ? It's my dick. What is it?"

"Your...dick." she felt wrong even using such language. But he was her husband to be. She had to obey him.

"And it is hard because of your tits. Which are just lovely. I can't wait till our wedding night."

Kajal’s shyness gradually wore off and she looked at it. Most of it was hidden in his fist as he was jacking it off. It seemed interesting. Suddenly it started spurting white stuff. A glob of it must've landed on Gautham’s webcam because the screen was obscured in white.

"Give me a second." Gautham said.

Kajal sat there amazed. Here she was, topless in a random net cafe while a man she had met just a few weeks ago had jacked off in front of her. She felt a strange sense of pleasure. Kajal had always been a straight laced person and this behavior was new to her.

"Okay, I have to go to sleep now." Gautham said. " Good bye. Be here at the same time tomorrow without fail."

"Good night."

Kajal said and logged off. She then put her bra and kameez back on, and walked out of the booth.

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The next day, Kajal gave some other excuse after lunch and slipped out of her home. She had thought a lot the previous day about what had happened. The more she thought about it, the more excited she felt. She had led such a sheltered life that even though she was 21 years old, what had happened the previous day was her first actual personal brush with anything sexual in nature. Like all living beings, she had felt urges before but had always suppressed them. She was vaguely aware that after marriage, this would change, but she hadn't given it much thought. Now she was getting glimpses of what would happen.

In the net cafe, Mehra saw the beautiful young woman walk in again and smiled. Most of the people who came to his net cafe were men. The town in general was very conservative, so even if women came, they sat in the public area and left early. It was a nice change of pace for Mehra to see a pretty face. He hoped she would come more often.

Kajal locked the door of the booth and logged in. Gautham was there, waiting.

"Get topless." he curtly ordered her.

Kajal eagerly complied and took her kameez and bra off.

"You have really lovely boobs." Gautham sighed and said.

Kajal blushed.

"Now, take off your salwar and panties as well."

Kajal had actually been hoping he'd say that. While taking a bath earlier that morning, she had thought for the first time about how it would feel to be completely naked with him. What he would do. The thought gave her goosebumps.

Gautham was pleased that his fiancee did not argue this time. She just got up and with trembling hands, undid the knot of her salwar. Slipped it down, and then her panties. Gautham’s dick stood at attention as he saw the naked pussy of his wife to be. It wasn't too hairy. A neat triangular bush that nature itself seemed to have decided to groom.

"Fantastic!" Gautham said. "Turn around."

Kajal did as was told and Gautham almost felt like crying when he saw how exquisite her ass was. Milky white, round, full, just perfect. He could not wait to get his hands on those globes.

"Bend over and part your ass cheeks." he commanded next. "Let me see what I am about to own."

Kajal felt a moment's hesitation. Giving him a view of that seemed a little too personal and intimate. But then, he was her husband to be, she reasoned. Strengthening her resolve, she bent forward and parted her asscheeks.

Gautham, who had been stroking his dick all along, was so excited at an up close look at her cunt and bunghole that he started spurting his seed all around him again. Kajal turned her head and saw it on the screen. And she felt pleased that she could have this effect on her husband. She took it as a compliment.

Gautham asked Kajal to sit down. He wiped himself and pulled up his shorts. Then he felt a niggling doubt.

"Kajal...you are a virgin, right?"

"Of course!" Kajal answered, a little offended. How could he even ask such a thing?

"Just making sure." Gautham was satisfied. He would be able to verify on his wedding night anyway. "Well, thank you again. Tomorrow same time?"

"Sure."

Kajal walked out of the cafe feeling exhilarated. She went to Priya's place and told her everything. Priya was shocked but also excited. Her parents were looking for a match for her too. She looked forward to trying all such things soon herself. The two of them gossiped and giggled for an hour and then Kajal went home before her family's siestas ended.

The third day when Kajal walked in to the netcafe, Mehra's smile widened even more. She looked positively delectable in a deep blue salwar kameez, her hair tied into pigtails.

"Private booth?"

"Yes please."

"Just give me a second, I need to finish updating some software." Mehra said and sprinted up the stairs.

He came down after a couple of minutes and said,

"All yours. Booth number 5."

Kajal locked the door and sat down. As she logged in, she thought that this computer was slightly slower than the other ones. Maybe because of the software upgrade, she told herself. She logged on and saw that Gautham was online.

"That's a very pretty kameez." Gautham said.

"Thank you." Kajal replied.

"Now take it off." Gautham said and laughed.

Kajal smiled and complied. In a few minutes, they went over the same ground they had covered before. She got topless. He admired her boobs. Then she got full naked, spread her cheeks. But this time Gautham wanted to prolong the pleasure.

"Sit in the chair."

She did.

"Now, raise your right leg and throw it over the armrest. Then do the same with the left leg. But before that, lower the webcam so it is focusing on your cunt."

Kajal’s ears burned as she heard the word cunt. But it excited her as well. She lowered the webcam, then did as was told. Gautham was happy to notice that Kajal was able to throw her legs over both the armrests very easily. She was now sitting buck naked on the chair, her cunt exposed in the most open way. But even though her legs were stretched apart like this, she did not seem to be in any discomfort. Gautham was glad that his wife to be was not just gorgeous but also flexible. He could try a lot of positions with her that he had seen in porn films.

That gave him an idea.

"Have you ever seen dirty movies?"

"A few." Kajal blushed and replied, feeling oddly happy sitting in that pose.

"Like what?"

"Titanic. Terminator. At Priya's place."

"Those aren't dirty movies."

"They have scenes."

Wow, this chick was really a bumpkin, Gautham thought. He would have to educate her a little.

Kajal had spoken only half the truth. She had also seen some softcore porn movies with a couple of her friends and seen a couple of magazines. But she felt like if she told this to Gautham, he would think her characterless.

She saw Gautham pick up his webcam and turn it around to focus on his screen. Then she saw him click on a file. And soon a hardcore porno filled the screen. It was a blonde white woman and a big black man having sex.

"Let's watch this together." Gautham said.
Kajal watched the clip in shock and wonderment. Nothing she had ever seen matched up to this in terms of being explicit and kinky. In the softcore movies she had seen, the man and woman would get naked, roll around, and essentially simulate sex. You could see breasts and butts but nothing more. Here, she was getting to see close-ups of a huge dick ramming into a woman's fully shaved vagina. And through her headset, she could hear the woman hollering like crazy. The man was big and muscular. They kept changing positions.

Kajal watched that clip with her mouth open for 10 minutes. She felt herself getting moist down there as she tried to imagine herself and Gautham doing all these things together. She felt an odd tingle down there. Gautham was delighted to see his wife to be enjoying the porn so much. They were sure to have a lot of fun together.

Finally, Gautham jacked off, imagining himself fucking Kajal like the black man in the clip was fucking the blonde. And then reluctantly, decided to log off and sleep because he had an early meeting the next day.

Kajal got dressed, almost trembling. Gautham was showing her a whole new world she didn't know existed. She could not wait to get married and try all this in person. She logged out, walked out of the booth, and went to the front counter to pay.