30-07-2025, 06:56 PM
(CHAPTER CONTD)
THAT EVENING
The sounds of dhol and DJ beats filled the air as guests mingled and laughed in the brightly lit lawn of the reception venue in Jabalpur. Fairy lights twinkled above like stars in a clear sky, casting a soft glow on the guests below. Amidst the vibrant crowd, Sonarika made a graceful entrance, her blue lehengaa swaying with every elegant step. Beside her, Vikram walked with quiet confidence, his brown blazer complementing the richness of her outfit. Though many eyes were drawn to the glamorous couple, it was only each other that Sonarika and Vikram could see. A rekindled fire crackled silently between their glances, ignited by recent passion and old, unspoken emotions.
They found a quiet corner under a tree wrapped in golden lights, where their fingers subtly intertwined. Sonarika looked around, smiling at familiar faces, but her gaze kept falling back to Vikram.
"You clean up rather well, Mr. Millionaire"
Sonarika said teasingly, her voice honeyed with affection. Vikram gave her a smirk, leaning slightly closer.
"And you, Soniye are the storm that walked into this reception. Do you know how many jaws dropped when you entered?”
Her laughter was soft but carried the weight of months missed and moments regained.
As the bride Rachika and groom Jayesh basked in the spotlight, the married couple’s voice rang out.
"Let’s get some of our friends to the dance floor! Sonarika and Vikram, you’re up!"
Cheers erupted. Sonarika raised an eyebrow at Vikram, who offered her his hand with a grin.
"Shall we electrify the evening?"
"Try to keep up"
Sonarika replied, taking his hand as the first beats of Dum Dum Mast Hain from Baand Baaja Baaraat blared from the DJ booth.
Their performance was nothing short of mesmerizing. The rhythm, their coordination, the way his hand caught hers at the perfect moment — it was a dance of chemistry, not just choreography. Her blue lehengaa twirled like a wave in moonlight, while Vikram’s crisp moves drew applause. They weren’t just dancing; they were seducing each other in full view of the world, their smiles betraying the heat between them. By the time the song ended, the crowd erupted in whistles and claps, but they only had eyes for each other, breathless and alight with shared thrill.
Back at their table, Vikram leaned in close, his fingers tracing gentle circles on Sonarika’s bare back.
"I’ve got something for you tonight. In the suite"
Vikram whispered, his voice thick with promise. Sonarika turned her head slowly, her lips curling into a devilish smirk.
"A surprise?" she asked, her voice laced with mischief.
"Vicky didn’t you already exhaust yourself by now? Between the intense night and the morning today? Not to mention the thrilling stuff at Madan Mahal’s forbidden chamber today…...and the return sexcapades in the suite in the shower twice and in the bed...you're literally putting my pills at risk"
Vikram chuckled, clearly pleased with the memories she invoked.
"That was just... warm-up" he murmured, brushing his lips lightly against the curve of her ear.
"This is different. It means something to me. I think it will to you too"
Sonarika blinked slowly, the amusement in her eyes giving way to curiosity.
"Now you’ve got me intrigued" she whispered.
"I thought all your tricks were meant to blow my mind. But this sounds... intimate"
He pulled back, enough to look into her eyes.
"It is. And I want you to be ready for it. No games, no teasing — just you and me, with nothing in between but truth"
For a moment, the laughter around them faded. Sonarika felt her heart shift gears. She searched his eyes, reading something deeper, something sacred in his promise.
"You’re not going to propose, are you?" she joked nervously, trying to lighten the moment.
"Because that will make things complicated"
Vikram laughed, brushing her hair back from her cheek.
"No. But maybe... someday"
That silenced her. She leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder as the DJ switched to a slow romantic number.
"This better be worth it" she whispered.
She tilted her face up, her lips brushing his chin.
"Cannot wait for tonight"
He smiled, their fingers tightening as the world danced around them — but for them, time had paused.
The elevator ride up to the top floor of Golden Dream was quiet, but electric with anticipation. Vikram stood behind Sonarika, one hand gently resting on the small of her back, the other buried in his pocket, his thumb fidgeting nervously. Throughout Rachika’s reception, he’d teased her with sly smiles and vague hints.
"I've got something for you tonight!" He whispered, brushing a strand of her hair aside while they danced.
Now, as the elevator dinged open to the luxurious suite floor, Sonarika felt her heart begin to race. As Vikram unlocked the door and stepped aside, allowing her in first, she froze. The suite was transformed. Rose petals littered the floor, and fragrant jasmine garlands hung like soft curtains around the grand king-sized bed in his bedroom. Candlelight flickered from every corner, casting golden shadows on the walls. For a moment, Sonarika forgot to breathe.
“Vicky?” she whispered, her voice trembling.
"What is this?"
Her eyes scanned the room, heart hammering now not from excitement, but unease.
"This is... this looks like—"
"A wedding night suite?" Vikram finished for her with a smile, stepping in and gently closing the door behind him.
"Yes. It is"
She turned to him, stepping back slightly.
"This is too much" she said softly, shaking her head.
"I’m married. This... this feels wrong. Like you’re trying to replace something that belongs to someone else"
Vikram’s smile faded into something more tender. He stepped forward, slowly, holding her gaze.
"No, Soni. I’m not trying to replace anything. This isn’t about Hemant. It’s about you"
He guided her gently toward the guest bedroom and pushed open the door. Inside, dbangd across the bed, was a red and gold bridal saree—opulent, shimmering in the candlelight—and next to it, a spread of dazzling jewelry: bangles, necklaces, earrings, anklets. Sonarika gasped.
"What is all this?" she asked, her fingers brushing the fabric as though it might burn her.
"You once told me" Vikram began, voice soft.
"That your wedding night with Hemant was a blur of fatigue, rituals, and disappointment. You never got that magical first night. I wanted to gift it to you—not as Hemant, not as your husband. But as the man who sees you, wants you, and wants to give you what you missed"
She stared at him, a hundred emotions warring inside her. It was romantic, yes—but also dangerously intimate. Was he doing the same mistake again? Trying to outdo Hemant and compare with him? Or was he simply loving her the way no one else had dared?
"You’ll be in your bedroom?" she asked quietly.
"Our bedroom.....waiting for my bride" Vikram nodded.
The door shut behind her, and Vikram returned to the main bedroom. The air smelled of sandalwood and rose, the bed freshly made with silken sheets, the water glass on the bedside table. He waited. And waited. Thirty minutes passed, and his heart began to sink. Maybe he’d misjudged. Maybe she couldn’t bring herself to go through with it.
That was the moment when the door to the bedroom was opened and Vikram turned towards it in baited breaths. Sonarika walked in slowly. Sonarika was dressed like a bride, as if she was walking into her wedding ceremony. She looked absolutely stunning in it. She walked a few steps toward him and paused a moment to acknowledge his surrender. Vikram was lost in her beauty.
The saree was a stunning combination of red with shades of gold in small checked designs all over it. The soothing shade of the saree was complemented by the elegant gold and red paisley border. The blouse was complete red with gold patterns in the edge and matched the designs of the saree. Sonarika had made conscious efforts to look presentable. Starting from the nude matte red lipstick and a gold jewellery to cover her throat and also matching it are some big gold jhumka earrings and her signature hair wrapped in a bun covered with a flower bundle and then there was a big waist jewellery that covered her stomach from above her saree.
She looked like a bride who was stepping into her wedding hall , her complete showcase was enough to make the whole look scream rich and grandeur. She slowly walked to him, and stood with a pregnant smile that showed she was enjoying the undivided attention from him. Her transformation from a milfy beauty in her lehenga to almost a stunning bride had suddenly elevated the mood of the night into something else.
Vikram stared, utterly spellbound.
"You look... divine" he breathed.
"Like a dream I never knew I had"
Sonarika looked away, biting her lip.
"This feels... strange. Like I’ve stepped into someone else’s fantasy"
He stepped closer, cupping her face.
"No. You’ve stepped into your own. Let me give you what your wedding night should have been"
He leaned in, his lips brushing hers, tentative at first, until she responded. The kiss deepened, heat blooming between them. His fingers found the clasp of her necklace and gently unhooked it. One by one, he undressed her, removing each piece of jewelry with reverence—her bangles clinking as they slid off, anklets jingling before falling silent on the carpet.
They were kissing, their hands were busy exploring each other as their mouths moved slowly together. But then the kiss deepened, lips parting, tongues engaging as they sought to devour each other. She twisted around, moving into him, her arms coiling around his neck as she urgently pressed herself tighter to his body, revelling in the hard musculature of his chest against her large breasts.
Vikram moved his hands to her breasts. He fondled them lovingly for a minute or so eliciting soft mewling sounds of delight from Sonarika. His hands brushed repeatedly across her nipples from over her blouse which were already hard and erect.
Sonarika was overcome in her desire and arousal. She could feel the wetness between her legs, and the longing despite a day worth of fucking. She kissed him harder, forcing her tongue between his lips, finding and engaging with his. He returned her kiss forcefully, his lips locked with hers as the kiss intensified.
And as they kissed, Vikram unhooked the straps of her blouse lowering the blouse arms from her shoulders. He was cherishing every single moment of her undressing as he kept on kissing her exposed skin. He moved his lips down and rubbed his face on her cleavage. Sonarika moaned as she placed her hands on his head as he bit her boob from over her blouse. His mouth travelled down and explored her belly taking his time sucking every part of it!
He took his sweet time on her stomach, kept on sucking her skin. It ended up being a great ministration for Sonarika as she was getting more and more excited as her hands played with his hair. Soon he turned her around and sucked and smooched her buttcheeks from over her petticoat. Sonarika kept on moaning on his ministrations as he savored every part of her. Eventually his hands travelled inside her petticoat and just like that he removed her black panty and put it in his pant pocket. He soon got up and kissed her passionately
Vikram lean in and sucked her lips again. Sonarika couldn't help herself as she responded with moans.
Her head was spinning as Vikram pulled her closer, one hand holding her head to his, the other wandering down to fondle her breast before eventually dropping lower to squeeze her lovely ass cheeks.
She moaned into his mouth and as their kissing intensified Vikram took hold of her ass with both hands and pulled her firmly into his bulging crotch. He was beside himself as he grounded himself against her mound. He could feel her respond as she kissed him back a little harder. But eventually he stopped when he led her to the bed. Vikram pushed her shoulders lower as he began to kneel on his knees. He started lifting up her saree bottoms and her petticoat as he sucked and kissed her thighs. Eventually she was nude from the waist down as her leaking pussy came into view. Vikram cherished the view as he stopped wasting any more time looking at it.
Vikram jumped right in with his tongue. Licking and slurping up all of the juices that had already accumulated. She tasted wonderful and he could not get enough of her. He pushed as much of his tongue as he could into her dripping cunt and fucked her with it slowly. Going back and forth, sliding between her folds. Sonarika loved every second of it. She was moaning and playing with her own nipples. She eventually worked on her blouse and soon her bra followed and just like that she was almost nude with some of her saree and petticoat bunched up at her waist.
Her clit was sticking out and he thought it also deserved some attention. Vikram guided his tongue towards it, licking through her pussy before he could get to it.
"Ohhhh" She moaned loudly as he finally made contact.
Once Vikram did he would not release it. He continued running his tongue on the little bud making her buck her hips against his face. Vikram pushed a finger into her and finger fucked her as he sucked at her clit mercilessly.
"Mhmmm...Ohhh..."
Sonarika was now going crazy pumping her hips against his face. Her make-up and her glow was gone and she was now covered in sweat getting her pleasure buds ravaged by her lover. She was so close to cumming her pussy was basically raining juices into his mouth. His throat was doing a swallowing motion. He added a second finger in her cunt and fucked her faster.
"Just like that!! ohhhhhh."
More of her juices were deposited onto his tongue as his throat was swallowing gulp after gulp. She wouldn't stop cumming and continued to buck against his face as her body continued to convulse in the bed.
"Stop! Please stop Vicky!" She begged him pushing his head away from her pulsating cunt.
Her pussy lips were vibrating as more juices secreted while the skin had turned red. She was basically crying from the powerful orgasm Vikram just gave her. A teary smile came from her face. It was the face of satisfaction , something she had once in the past. But today she was giving to someone else who gave her a memorable orgasm.
"I love your taste baby!" Vikram said licking his lips while standing up and removing his pants.
"You sucked the soul out of me Vicky.......I don't think I'll be able to return the favor even if I tried "
"I don't need that babe......not today......wanna make us feel good.......lets make ourselves whole again....."
He striped nude revealing his monster hard on standing like a hammer as he pushed Sonarika to the bed. He quickly got ontop of her and started to kiss her with passion and vigor. Sonarika happily obliged as their lips slurping filled their first night decorated bedroom.
Eventually his mouth started travelling down as he sucked on her skin, on her neck and eventually reached her enormous globes. Vikram squeezed her breasts together, his fingers flicking against her perfectly sized and formed nipples. He was amazed at how lovely her breasts were. They looked more like the breasts of a super-model not a working wife.
"Vicky......ohhhh..........you...ooohhh..."
Sonarika closed her eyes and sighed deeply, her mouth wide open. Vikram was sucking on her nipples. He couldn't resist them, they had looked so succulent. She could already feel they were hard and erect. Her back stretched to the back of the bed as she ran her hands through Vikram's hair.
"Oooohhhh...mmmmm...that feels...so good..." She moaned as her body began to move.
"Oohh!" She gasped as she felt Vikram push a finger inside her pussy, swiftly followed by another.
His thumb was grinding against her clit as he rubbed it round in a circular motion.
"Oh my...ohhhh..ohhhhhh...Vicky.......Vicky.......oohhhh......"
Sonarika groaned loudly as her passion grew once more. Vikram eventually stopped rubbing her which made Sonarika break out of her trance. She looked miff but the moment she looked down she started to breath heavily. Vikram was getting ready with his cock as he jerked it a few times and then got on top of her. He grabbed his swollen member and pushed the head of his cock against her wet entrance. Sonarika was biting her lip as he eased the head of his cock just inside of her, her lips wet with anticipation. Vikram eased himself down onto her. He held his cock at her entrance as he maintained his weight on top of her. There was a beat where the only sound in the room was the heavy breathing of the two lovers.
Vikram slowly and deliberately pushed the entire length of his cock into Sonarika. Sonarika's hands gripped his shoulders, her face contorting in pleasure. Her legs spread further apart, opening herself up, allowing Vikram unrestricted access to her most prized possession.
"Ahh, Vicky!!" Sonarika moaned as she felt Vikram's thick cock slide into her.
"Ah, Ah, Mhmmmm, oh, ahhh"
It seems like she is now more accustomed to him. But Sonarika noticed one thing , instead of his insane animalistic fucking. Vikram was doing it slow and tender. His thrusts somewhat mimicking Hemants. For a few seconds , her mind pictured the roof of the house boat where she had her honeymoon with Hemant. Even now as she looks at the flowers and garlands arranged , she could not help but remember that night with Hemant in that house boat. How those flowers ended up covering them once they were done. And tonight , she feels it will happen again , only this time it will not be Hemant with her. Remembering him at that moment brought a twinge of hurt and pain in her mind. But soon her mind was captured by Vikram's calm and slow ministrations.
Vikram grunted, and he started a series of slow, long thrusts into her. Sonarika start to feel alive with her breathing breaking and feeling of the cock within her. There was no desperation tonight like last night , Vikram was taking his time , enjoying his moment with Sonarika. Vikram sunk his full length into Sonarika , and her body convulsed once and then again. Sonarika's meaty, thick legs extended and wrapped around Vikram's waist, pulling him closer to her.
Sonarika smiled at Vikram as he thrusted into her with power and passion, causing her breasts to jiggle and her face to register her ecstasy as her mouth formed an 'O' when she felt his length push deeper into her. Vikram's smooth fingers grabbed Sonarika by the chin, and turned her head to face him , feeling each other's breaths.
"How's that feel?"
Vikram grunted as he continued his slow assault on Sonarika's married pussy, punctuating his question with a hard push. Sonarika closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, focusing on the feeling of Vikram's cock sliding in and out of her. She'd become used to his thrusts as her body started adapting since Vikram's last night pounding.
"Goo--" Sonarika's breath caught in her throat at Vikram's thrust.
"Good. So good. Ohhhh AHHH"
Vikram's hand began to play with Sonarika's breasts. Kneading the flesh, stoking the flames of her excitement. Sonarika locked her ankles and tighten around Vikram's shapely ass. She ran her hands up his stomach, exploring the sweat formed in his abs until they came to rest on his broad chest. She couldn't take her eyes of her lover's beautiful face as her mouth was open seeing him , feeling his thrusts and his breaths , enjoying every single stroke of his meaty cock.
"Mhmmmmmmmm" the moan escaped her lips.
He knew just how to touch her. He stroked her, stroked her sides and breasts with his thumbs, his hand was on her throat as he pinned her to the bed. He kissed her ear and neck gently, teasing, he tongued her ears. He held himself inside her, pressed balls deep as far as he could possibly get in her. Vikram fucked her with shallow strokes, brushing her clit and g spot. He played her body like a master, wringing pleasure from her over and over, cooing encouragement in her ear.
"You belong to me Soni.....your mind....your body.....its mine to cherish..."
"Ahhh....Ahhhh....Vicky.....Ahh...."
"Look at us.......we are such a perfect fit......we are made for each other.....rgghh.....I love you Soni!"
"Mhmmm.....Vicky....mmmm"
"Keep calling my name Soni.....I love to hear my name from you...."
"Oh Vicky....ahhhh......this.....feels.....Ahhh.....so good..."
"Yessss.....Soni....I feel complete with you......this is our destiny....rgghhh....mgghhh.....we are perfect for each other..."
The garlands overhead shook gently with their rhythm. The petals scattered over the sheets clung to their glistening skin. Sonarika moaned as Vikram took her slowly, every movement tender yet possessive. The water glass on the table trembled with the motion, nearly tipping with each powerful thrust.
Their breathing turned ragged, moans swallowed by kisses, fingers tangled in hair and sheets. The world outside the room ceased to exist—no guilt, no rings on fingers, no unfinished vows. Just a man and a woman, lost in each other, burning in a moment carved out of forbidden fire.
"Soni....I am getting close.....I am going to fill you again!!!"
"Ahhh....Ahhh.....You're killing me....I can't take this any more.....I am loosing it...Ahhh"
"Just a bit more Soni......we'll be there together....perfectly in sync....."
"Ahhh....Vicky....Ahhhh!!!!"
Faster and faster he moved, his hips almost a blur as he plundered her pussy. Sonarika was crying out now, screaming her pain and pleasure as she felt the feeling growing within.
"YES... YES... YEEESSS... YEEEEESSSS... AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Sonarika screamed, as with one final thrust from Vikram, she came to her climax. She felt her whole body shake as her orgasm ripped through her body, the intensity causing her to momentarily lose focus as her head swam and her eyes rolled back into their sockets.
She grabbed Vikram's head, squashing his face into her large boobs. She could scarcely breathe as she gasped for air. And as she was riding her orgasm , he came, buried deep inside her. Vikram flooded Sonarika's pussy with his seed as he spilled his pleasure in her body. Growling, pounding into her once... twice... three times... and then a primal yell as his whole body tensed and he pulsed again and again and again... long, full, powerful pulses... filling her.
At last, as the final wave consumed them both, Vikram collapsed into her warmth, their bodies soaked in sweat and scented with jasmine. She clung to him, heart racing, and for the first time in years, Sonarika felt whole.
"You kept your promise" she whispered.
“I always will" Vikram murmured against her ear as he finally said.
"Tonight, you were truly mine"
Their kisses slowed, growing tender. Vikram brushed her lower lip with his thumb, his forehead resting against hers.
"I missed this" he whispered.
Sonarika’s eyes fluttered open, filled with the same torment and desire.
"I tried to forget you" she breathed.
"But I remembered every time I touched silence" The ache in her voice made his chest tighten.
Both of them were exhausted from the excessive sexual sessions they had for the whole day as their bodies gave up and both drifted off to sleep. The bedroom became silent as the two lovers went into deep slumber covered in flowers and sweat.
(CHAPTER TO BE CONTD)
The sounds of dhol and DJ beats filled the air as guests mingled and laughed in the brightly lit lawn of the reception venue in Jabalpur. Fairy lights twinkled above like stars in a clear sky, casting a soft glow on the guests below. Amidst the vibrant crowd, Sonarika made a graceful entrance, her blue lehengaa swaying with every elegant step. Beside her, Vikram walked with quiet confidence, his brown blazer complementing the richness of her outfit. Though many eyes were drawn to the glamorous couple, it was only each other that Sonarika and Vikram could see. A rekindled fire crackled silently between their glances, ignited by recent passion and old, unspoken emotions.
They found a quiet corner under a tree wrapped in golden lights, where their fingers subtly intertwined. Sonarika looked around, smiling at familiar faces, but her gaze kept falling back to Vikram.
"You clean up rather well, Mr. Millionaire"
Sonarika said teasingly, her voice honeyed with affection. Vikram gave her a smirk, leaning slightly closer.
"And you, Soniye are the storm that walked into this reception. Do you know how many jaws dropped when you entered?”
Her laughter was soft but carried the weight of months missed and moments regained.
As the bride Rachika and groom Jayesh basked in the spotlight, the married couple’s voice rang out.
"Let’s get some of our friends to the dance floor! Sonarika and Vikram, you’re up!"
Cheers erupted. Sonarika raised an eyebrow at Vikram, who offered her his hand with a grin.
"Shall we electrify the evening?"
"Try to keep up"
Sonarika replied, taking his hand as the first beats of Dum Dum Mast Hain from Baand Baaja Baaraat blared from the DJ booth.
Their performance was nothing short of mesmerizing. The rhythm, their coordination, the way his hand caught hers at the perfect moment — it was a dance of chemistry, not just choreography. Her blue lehengaa twirled like a wave in moonlight, while Vikram’s crisp moves drew applause. They weren’t just dancing; they were seducing each other in full view of the world, their smiles betraying the heat between them. By the time the song ended, the crowd erupted in whistles and claps, but they only had eyes for each other, breathless and alight with shared thrill.
Back at their table, Vikram leaned in close, his fingers tracing gentle circles on Sonarika’s bare back.
"I’ve got something for you tonight. In the suite"
Vikram whispered, his voice thick with promise. Sonarika turned her head slowly, her lips curling into a devilish smirk.
"A surprise?" she asked, her voice laced with mischief.
"Vicky didn’t you already exhaust yourself by now? Between the intense night and the morning today? Not to mention the thrilling stuff at Madan Mahal’s forbidden chamber today…...and the return sexcapades in the suite in the shower twice and in the bed...you're literally putting my pills at risk"
Vikram chuckled, clearly pleased with the memories she invoked.
"That was just... warm-up" he murmured, brushing his lips lightly against the curve of her ear.
"This is different. It means something to me. I think it will to you too"
Sonarika blinked slowly, the amusement in her eyes giving way to curiosity.
"Now you’ve got me intrigued" she whispered.
"I thought all your tricks were meant to blow my mind. But this sounds... intimate"
He pulled back, enough to look into her eyes.
"It is. And I want you to be ready for it. No games, no teasing — just you and me, with nothing in between but truth"
For a moment, the laughter around them faded. Sonarika felt her heart shift gears. She searched his eyes, reading something deeper, something sacred in his promise.
"You’re not going to propose, are you?" she joked nervously, trying to lighten the moment.
"Because that will make things complicated"
Vikram laughed, brushing her hair back from her cheek.
"No. But maybe... someday"
That silenced her. She leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder as the DJ switched to a slow romantic number.
"This better be worth it" she whispered.
She tilted her face up, her lips brushing his chin.
"Cannot wait for tonight"
He smiled, their fingers tightening as the world danced around them — but for them, time had paused.
The elevator ride up to the top floor of Golden Dream was quiet, but electric with anticipation. Vikram stood behind Sonarika, one hand gently resting on the small of her back, the other buried in his pocket, his thumb fidgeting nervously. Throughout Rachika’s reception, he’d teased her with sly smiles and vague hints.
"I've got something for you tonight!" He whispered, brushing a strand of her hair aside while they danced.
Now, as the elevator dinged open to the luxurious suite floor, Sonarika felt her heart begin to race. As Vikram unlocked the door and stepped aside, allowing her in first, she froze. The suite was transformed. Rose petals littered the floor, and fragrant jasmine garlands hung like soft curtains around the grand king-sized bed in his bedroom. Candlelight flickered from every corner, casting golden shadows on the walls. For a moment, Sonarika forgot to breathe.
“Vicky?” she whispered, her voice trembling.
"What is this?"
Her eyes scanned the room, heart hammering now not from excitement, but unease.
"This is... this looks like—"
"A wedding night suite?" Vikram finished for her with a smile, stepping in and gently closing the door behind him.
"Yes. It is"
She turned to him, stepping back slightly.
"This is too much" she said softly, shaking her head.
"I’m married. This... this feels wrong. Like you’re trying to replace something that belongs to someone else"
Vikram’s smile faded into something more tender. He stepped forward, slowly, holding her gaze.
"No, Soni. I’m not trying to replace anything. This isn’t about Hemant. It’s about you"
He guided her gently toward the guest bedroom and pushed open the door. Inside, dbangd across the bed, was a red and gold bridal saree—opulent, shimmering in the candlelight—and next to it, a spread of dazzling jewelry: bangles, necklaces, earrings, anklets. Sonarika gasped.
"What is all this?" she asked, her fingers brushing the fabric as though it might burn her.
"You once told me" Vikram began, voice soft.
"That your wedding night with Hemant was a blur of fatigue, rituals, and disappointment. You never got that magical first night. I wanted to gift it to you—not as Hemant, not as your husband. But as the man who sees you, wants you, and wants to give you what you missed"
She stared at him, a hundred emotions warring inside her. It was romantic, yes—but also dangerously intimate. Was he doing the same mistake again? Trying to outdo Hemant and compare with him? Or was he simply loving her the way no one else had dared?
"You’ll be in your bedroom?" she asked quietly.
"Our bedroom.....waiting for my bride" Vikram nodded.
The door shut behind her, and Vikram returned to the main bedroom. The air smelled of sandalwood and rose, the bed freshly made with silken sheets, the water glass on the bedside table. He waited. And waited. Thirty minutes passed, and his heart began to sink. Maybe he’d misjudged. Maybe she couldn’t bring herself to go through with it.
That was the moment when the door to the bedroom was opened and Vikram turned towards it in baited breaths. Sonarika walked in slowly. Sonarika was dressed like a bride, as if she was walking into her wedding ceremony. She looked absolutely stunning in it. She walked a few steps toward him and paused a moment to acknowledge his surrender. Vikram was lost in her beauty.
The saree was a stunning combination of red with shades of gold in small checked designs all over it. The soothing shade of the saree was complemented by the elegant gold and red paisley border. The blouse was complete red with gold patterns in the edge and matched the designs of the saree. Sonarika had made conscious efforts to look presentable. Starting from the nude matte red lipstick and a gold jewellery to cover her throat and also matching it are some big gold jhumka earrings and her signature hair wrapped in a bun covered with a flower bundle and then there was a big waist jewellery that covered her stomach from above her saree.
She looked like a bride who was stepping into her wedding hall , her complete showcase was enough to make the whole look scream rich and grandeur. She slowly walked to him, and stood with a pregnant smile that showed she was enjoying the undivided attention from him. Her transformation from a milfy beauty in her lehenga to almost a stunning bride had suddenly elevated the mood of the night into something else.
Vikram stared, utterly spellbound.
"You look... divine" he breathed.
"Like a dream I never knew I had"
Sonarika looked away, biting her lip.
"This feels... strange. Like I’ve stepped into someone else’s fantasy"
He stepped closer, cupping her face.
"No. You’ve stepped into your own. Let me give you what your wedding night should have been"
He leaned in, his lips brushing hers, tentative at first, until she responded. The kiss deepened, heat blooming between them. His fingers found the clasp of her necklace and gently unhooked it. One by one, he undressed her, removing each piece of jewelry with reverence—her bangles clinking as they slid off, anklets jingling before falling silent on the carpet.
They were kissing, their hands were busy exploring each other as their mouths moved slowly together. But then the kiss deepened, lips parting, tongues engaging as they sought to devour each other. She twisted around, moving into him, her arms coiling around his neck as she urgently pressed herself tighter to his body, revelling in the hard musculature of his chest against her large breasts.
Vikram moved his hands to her breasts. He fondled them lovingly for a minute or so eliciting soft mewling sounds of delight from Sonarika. His hands brushed repeatedly across her nipples from over her blouse which were already hard and erect.
Sonarika was overcome in her desire and arousal. She could feel the wetness between her legs, and the longing despite a day worth of fucking. She kissed him harder, forcing her tongue between his lips, finding and engaging with his. He returned her kiss forcefully, his lips locked with hers as the kiss intensified.
And as they kissed, Vikram unhooked the straps of her blouse lowering the blouse arms from her shoulders. He was cherishing every single moment of her undressing as he kept on kissing her exposed skin. He moved his lips down and rubbed his face on her cleavage. Sonarika moaned as she placed her hands on his head as he bit her boob from over her blouse. His mouth travelled down and explored her belly taking his time sucking every part of it!
He took his sweet time on her stomach, kept on sucking her skin. It ended up being a great ministration for Sonarika as she was getting more and more excited as her hands played with his hair. Soon he turned her around and sucked and smooched her buttcheeks from over her petticoat. Sonarika kept on moaning on his ministrations as he savored every part of her. Eventually his hands travelled inside her petticoat and just like that he removed her black panty and put it in his pant pocket. He soon got up and kissed her passionately
Vikram lean in and sucked her lips again. Sonarika couldn't help herself as she responded with moans.
Her head was spinning as Vikram pulled her closer, one hand holding her head to his, the other wandering down to fondle her breast before eventually dropping lower to squeeze her lovely ass cheeks.
She moaned into his mouth and as their kissing intensified Vikram took hold of her ass with both hands and pulled her firmly into his bulging crotch. He was beside himself as he grounded himself against her mound. He could feel her respond as she kissed him back a little harder. But eventually he stopped when he led her to the bed. Vikram pushed her shoulders lower as he began to kneel on his knees. He started lifting up her saree bottoms and her petticoat as he sucked and kissed her thighs. Eventually she was nude from the waist down as her leaking pussy came into view. Vikram cherished the view as he stopped wasting any more time looking at it.
Vikram jumped right in with his tongue. Licking and slurping up all of the juices that had already accumulated. She tasted wonderful and he could not get enough of her. He pushed as much of his tongue as he could into her dripping cunt and fucked her with it slowly. Going back and forth, sliding between her folds. Sonarika loved every second of it. She was moaning and playing with her own nipples. She eventually worked on her blouse and soon her bra followed and just like that she was almost nude with some of her saree and petticoat bunched up at her waist.
Her clit was sticking out and he thought it also deserved some attention. Vikram guided his tongue towards it, licking through her pussy before he could get to it.
"Ohhhh" She moaned loudly as he finally made contact.
Once Vikram did he would not release it. He continued running his tongue on the little bud making her buck her hips against his face. Vikram pushed a finger into her and finger fucked her as he sucked at her clit mercilessly.
"Mhmmm...Ohhh..."
Sonarika was now going crazy pumping her hips against his face. Her make-up and her glow was gone and she was now covered in sweat getting her pleasure buds ravaged by her lover. She was so close to cumming her pussy was basically raining juices into his mouth. His throat was doing a swallowing motion. He added a second finger in her cunt and fucked her faster.
"Just like that!! ohhhhhh."
More of her juices were deposited onto his tongue as his throat was swallowing gulp after gulp. She wouldn't stop cumming and continued to buck against his face as her body continued to convulse in the bed.
"Stop! Please stop Vicky!" She begged him pushing his head away from her pulsating cunt.
Her pussy lips were vibrating as more juices secreted while the skin had turned red. She was basically crying from the powerful orgasm Vikram just gave her. A teary smile came from her face. It was the face of satisfaction , something she had once in the past. But today she was giving to someone else who gave her a memorable orgasm.
"I love your taste baby!" Vikram said licking his lips while standing up and removing his pants.
"You sucked the soul out of me Vicky.......I don't think I'll be able to return the favor even if I tried "
"I don't need that babe......not today......wanna make us feel good.......lets make ourselves whole again....."
He striped nude revealing his monster hard on standing like a hammer as he pushed Sonarika to the bed. He quickly got ontop of her and started to kiss her with passion and vigor. Sonarika happily obliged as their lips slurping filled their first night decorated bedroom.
Eventually his mouth started travelling down as he sucked on her skin, on her neck and eventually reached her enormous globes. Vikram squeezed her breasts together, his fingers flicking against her perfectly sized and formed nipples. He was amazed at how lovely her breasts were. They looked more like the breasts of a super-model not a working wife.
"Vicky......ohhhh..........you...ooohhh..."
Sonarika closed her eyes and sighed deeply, her mouth wide open. Vikram was sucking on her nipples. He couldn't resist them, they had looked so succulent. She could already feel they were hard and erect. Her back stretched to the back of the bed as she ran her hands through Vikram's hair.
"Oooohhhh...mmmmm...that feels...so good..." She moaned as her body began to move.
"Oohh!" She gasped as she felt Vikram push a finger inside her pussy, swiftly followed by another.
His thumb was grinding against her clit as he rubbed it round in a circular motion.
"Oh my...ohhhh..ohhhhhh...Vicky.......Vicky.......oohhhh......"
Sonarika groaned loudly as her passion grew once more. Vikram eventually stopped rubbing her which made Sonarika break out of her trance. She looked miff but the moment she looked down she started to breath heavily. Vikram was getting ready with his cock as he jerked it a few times and then got on top of her. He grabbed his swollen member and pushed the head of his cock against her wet entrance. Sonarika was biting her lip as he eased the head of his cock just inside of her, her lips wet with anticipation. Vikram eased himself down onto her. He held his cock at her entrance as he maintained his weight on top of her. There was a beat where the only sound in the room was the heavy breathing of the two lovers.
Vikram slowly and deliberately pushed the entire length of his cock into Sonarika. Sonarika's hands gripped his shoulders, her face contorting in pleasure. Her legs spread further apart, opening herself up, allowing Vikram unrestricted access to her most prized possession.
"Ahh, Vicky!!" Sonarika moaned as she felt Vikram's thick cock slide into her.
"Ah, Ah, Mhmmmm, oh, ahhh"
It seems like she is now more accustomed to him. But Sonarika noticed one thing , instead of his insane animalistic fucking. Vikram was doing it slow and tender. His thrusts somewhat mimicking Hemants. For a few seconds , her mind pictured the roof of the house boat where she had her honeymoon with Hemant. Even now as she looks at the flowers and garlands arranged , she could not help but remember that night with Hemant in that house boat. How those flowers ended up covering them once they were done. And tonight , she feels it will happen again , only this time it will not be Hemant with her. Remembering him at that moment brought a twinge of hurt and pain in her mind. But soon her mind was captured by Vikram's calm and slow ministrations.
Vikram grunted, and he started a series of slow, long thrusts into her. Sonarika start to feel alive with her breathing breaking and feeling of the cock within her. There was no desperation tonight like last night , Vikram was taking his time , enjoying his moment with Sonarika. Vikram sunk his full length into Sonarika , and her body convulsed once and then again. Sonarika's meaty, thick legs extended and wrapped around Vikram's waist, pulling him closer to her.
Sonarika smiled at Vikram as he thrusted into her with power and passion, causing her breasts to jiggle and her face to register her ecstasy as her mouth formed an 'O' when she felt his length push deeper into her. Vikram's smooth fingers grabbed Sonarika by the chin, and turned her head to face him , feeling each other's breaths.
"How's that feel?"
Vikram grunted as he continued his slow assault on Sonarika's married pussy, punctuating his question with a hard push. Sonarika closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, focusing on the feeling of Vikram's cock sliding in and out of her. She'd become used to his thrusts as her body started adapting since Vikram's last night pounding.
"Goo--" Sonarika's breath caught in her throat at Vikram's thrust.
"Good. So good. Ohhhh AHHH"
Vikram's hand began to play with Sonarika's breasts. Kneading the flesh, stoking the flames of her excitement. Sonarika locked her ankles and tighten around Vikram's shapely ass. She ran her hands up his stomach, exploring the sweat formed in his abs until they came to rest on his broad chest. She couldn't take her eyes of her lover's beautiful face as her mouth was open seeing him , feeling his thrusts and his breaths , enjoying every single stroke of his meaty cock.
"Mhmmmmmmmm" the moan escaped her lips.
He knew just how to touch her. He stroked her, stroked her sides and breasts with his thumbs, his hand was on her throat as he pinned her to the bed. He kissed her ear and neck gently, teasing, he tongued her ears. He held himself inside her, pressed balls deep as far as he could possibly get in her. Vikram fucked her with shallow strokes, brushing her clit and g spot. He played her body like a master, wringing pleasure from her over and over, cooing encouragement in her ear.
"You belong to me Soni.....your mind....your body.....its mine to cherish..."
"Ahhh....Ahhhh....Vicky.....Ahh...."
"Look at us.......we are such a perfect fit......we are made for each other.....rgghh.....I love you Soni!"
"Mhmmm.....Vicky....mmmm"
"Keep calling my name Soni.....I love to hear my name from you...."
"Oh Vicky....ahhhh......this.....feels.....Ahhh.....so good..."
"Yessss.....Soni....I feel complete with you......this is our destiny....rgghhh....mgghhh.....we are perfect for each other..."
The garlands overhead shook gently with their rhythm. The petals scattered over the sheets clung to their glistening skin. Sonarika moaned as Vikram took her slowly, every movement tender yet possessive. The water glass on the table trembled with the motion, nearly tipping with each powerful thrust.
Their breathing turned ragged, moans swallowed by kisses, fingers tangled in hair and sheets. The world outside the room ceased to exist—no guilt, no rings on fingers, no unfinished vows. Just a man and a woman, lost in each other, burning in a moment carved out of forbidden fire.
"Soni....I am getting close.....I am going to fill you again!!!"
"Ahhh....Ahhh.....You're killing me....I can't take this any more.....I am loosing it...Ahhh"
"Just a bit more Soni......we'll be there together....perfectly in sync....."
"Ahhh....Vicky....Ahhhh!!!!"
Faster and faster he moved, his hips almost a blur as he plundered her pussy. Sonarika was crying out now, screaming her pain and pleasure as she felt the feeling growing within.
"YES... YES... YEEESSS... YEEEEESSSS... AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Sonarika screamed, as with one final thrust from Vikram, she came to her climax. She felt her whole body shake as her orgasm ripped through her body, the intensity causing her to momentarily lose focus as her head swam and her eyes rolled back into their sockets.
She grabbed Vikram's head, squashing his face into her large boobs. She could scarcely breathe as she gasped for air. And as she was riding her orgasm , he came, buried deep inside her. Vikram flooded Sonarika's pussy with his seed as he spilled his pleasure in her body. Growling, pounding into her once... twice... three times... and then a primal yell as his whole body tensed and he pulsed again and again and again... long, full, powerful pulses... filling her.
At last, as the final wave consumed them both, Vikram collapsed into her warmth, their bodies soaked in sweat and scented with jasmine. She clung to him, heart racing, and for the first time in years, Sonarika felt whole.
"You kept your promise" she whispered.
“I always will" Vikram murmured against her ear as he finally said.
"Tonight, you were truly mine"
Their kisses slowed, growing tender. Vikram brushed her lower lip with his thumb, his forehead resting against hers.
"I missed this" he whispered.
Sonarika’s eyes fluttered open, filled with the same torment and desire.
"I tried to forget you" she breathed.
"But I remembered every time I touched silence" The ache in her voice made his chest tighten.
Both of them were exhausted from the excessive sexual sessions they had for the whole day as their bodies gave up and both drifted off to sleep. The bedroom became silent as the two lovers went into deep slumber covered in flowers and sweat.
(CHAPTER TO BE CONTD)
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