15-12-2022, 07:35 AM
A few moments later, the room was dark, and I was on my back staring at the ceiling and cursing myself. Apara had turned over on her left side and was facing away from me. What the hell was going on? For the first time in my life, I had an actual woman with me in bed. One who was legally married to me. One who was supposed to be my sexual partner. And I was just there next to her like some idiot? What must she be thinking?
Well, she is experienced. Maybe she will make the first move, I thought, optimistically. Twenty minutes later, no such luck. In fact I could hear from the sound of her breathing that she was asleep. Ten more minutes passed. Then I felt some movement. She rolled over on her right side and was now facing me. But her eyes were still closed. And she was still sleeping. By now, my eyes had gotten used to the darkness. And I was excited to note that as she had rolled over, her sari's pallu had fallen away. Right there, a few inches from my eyes, was her ample chest, covered by her embroidered blouse.
I stared at it in wonderment. She really did have big breasts. I could make out their shape straining against the fabric. It was a conventional wedding blouse, so there was no cleavage on display. But just whatever I was seeing was enticing enough to make my dick respond. Should I touch one, I thought. Of course, she is my wife now. It's my right. But she is sleeping. So what? It is her duty to make you happy. I debated like this with myself for a while, my erection growing by the minute. Finally I decided to do it.
My hand was trembling as I raised it and placed it on her left breast. Soft but also a little firm, I thought to myself. Her breathing changed and her eyes opened. For a second, I thought like she wanted to pull away. Maybe she didn't instantly recognize me. We were practically strangers in a dark room. But she probably resisted the impulse. I thought I saw the edges of her lips widen a little, as if she was smiling. She looked into my eyes. I looked into hers. My hand was still on her breast. She hadn't moved it away. So I felt a little more confident. Putting pressure with my fingers, I pressed her boob. Again, soft and firm.
Isn't she supposed to also do something, I thought. In the porn movies I had seen, women were very enthusiastic. I knew traditional Indian women aren't like this, but she was supposed to be different. But she didn't move. It was up to me. I kept pressing that breast for a few more seconds. Then I felt the other one and pressed it too. My erection was now the hardest it had ever been.
And then suddenly, something came over me. Maybe it was millennia of male instinct hard-wired into my DNA. Maybe it was my horniness pent up for three and a half decades. Maybe it was lust. But I found my limbs moving on their own. I sat up and pushed her over on her back. I reached behind her blouse to open it. It had a zipper. I pulled it down.
"Take it off." I said in a hoarse voice. She complied.
Now her breasts were covered only by a red bra. And I now saw her cleavage. It looked even better than I had imagined it. Because her breasts were bigger than I had imagined them. And so perfect. I ran a finger down her cleavage and with the other hand reached behind her. I had never unhooked a bra before. So it took me almost a minute to figure out exactly how it worked. I thought she chuckled a little at my struggles. But didn't help me. Finally I got it open and pulled the bra off her shoulders.
Oh wow! Look at those boobs! They are so perfect. Those nipples....wow! Oh man, I am actually looking at real naked breasts. Of my wife. I can touch them skin to skin now. I am going to do that. Yes, I am going to do that. I have done that. This feels so amazing. Wait....what's happening down there? No no no! Not already! Wait!!!
A few minutes before I was being led to the bedroom, one of my oldest friends, who was married, pulled me aside.
"Hitu....go to the bathroom and jack off first."
"What???"
"I am serious. Do it."
"Are you insane? I just got married. I am going for my...."
"Yes yes, I know what you are going for. That's why I am telling you. This is the first time you will be with a naked woman. Trust me, you don't want to.....you know....premature ejaculation?"
"Shut up! I don't have that problem. When I am watching porn....."
"Porn is different. That's just visual stuff. This is going to be a three dimensional warm body. Naked. Trust me. Drain the snake."
"You're crazy." I laughed and walked away.
Well, she is experienced. Maybe she will make the first move, I thought, optimistically. Twenty minutes later, no such luck. In fact I could hear from the sound of her breathing that she was asleep. Ten more minutes passed. Then I felt some movement. She rolled over on her right side and was now facing me. But her eyes were still closed. And she was still sleeping. By now, my eyes had gotten used to the darkness. And I was excited to note that as she had rolled over, her sari's pallu had fallen away. Right there, a few inches from my eyes, was her ample chest, covered by her embroidered blouse.
I stared at it in wonderment. She really did have big breasts. I could make out their shape straining against the fabric. It was a conventional wedding blouse, so there was no cleavage on display. But just whatever I was seeing was enticing enough to make my dick respond. Should I touch one, I thought. Of course, she is my wife now. It's my right. But she is sleeping. So what? It is her duty to make you happy. I debated like this with myself for a while, my erection growing by the minute. Finally I decided to do it.
My hand was trembling as I raised it and placed it on her left breast. Soft but also a little firm, I thought to myself. Her breathing changed and her eyes opened. For a second, I thought like she wanted to pull away. Maybe she didn't instantly recognize me. We were practically strangers in a dark room. But she probably resisted the impulse. I thought I saw the edges of her lips widen a little, as if she was smiling. She looked into my eyes. I looked into hers. My hand was still on her breast. She hadn't moved it away. So I felt a little more confident. Putting pressure with my fingers, I pressed her boob. Again, soft and firm.
Isn't she supposed to also do something, I thought. In the porn movies I had seen, women were very enthusiastic. I knew traditional Indian women aren't like this, but she was supposed to be different. But she didn't move. It was up to me. I kept pressing that breast for a few more seconds. Then I felt the other one and pressed it too. My erection was now the hardest it had ever been.
And then suddenly, something came over me. Maybe it was millennia of male instinct hard-wired into my DNA. Maybe it was my horniness pent up for three and a half decades. Maybe it was lust. But I found my limbs moving on their own. I sat up and pushed her over on her back. I reached behind her blouse to open it. It had a zipper. I pulled it down.
"Take it off." I said in a hoarse voice. She complied.
Now her breasts were covered only by a red bra. And I now saw her cleavage. It looked even better than I had imagined it. Because her breasts were bigger than I had imagined them. And so perfect. I ran a finger down her cleavage and with the other hand reached behind her. I had never unhooked a bra before. So it took me almost a minute to figure out exactly how it worked. I thought she chuckled a little at my struggles. But didn't help me. Finally I got it open and pulled the bra off her shoulders.
Oh wow! Look at those boobs! They are so perfect. Those nipples....wow! Oh man, I am actually looking at real naked breasts. Of my wife. I can touch them skin to skin now. I am going to do that. Yes, I am going to do that. I have done that. This feels so amazing. Wait....what's happening down there? No no no! Not already! Wait!!!
A few minutes before I was being led to the bedroom, one of my oldest friends, who was married, pulled me aside.
"Hitu....go to the bathroom and jack off first."
"What???"
"I am serious. Do it."
"Are you insane? I just got married. I am going for my...."
"Yes yes, I know what you are going for. That's why I am telling you. This is the first time you will be with a naked woman. Trust me, you don't want to.....you know....premature ejaculation?"
"Shut up! I don't have that problem. When I am watching porn....."
"Porn is different. That's just visual stuff. This is going to be a three dimensional warm body. Naked. Trust me. Drain the snake."
"You're crazy." I laughed and walked away.
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