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Part Fourteen: Rohan and Neha's Wedding

Two weeks after returning from Dubai, Rohan called a family meeting at the office.

"I have an announcement," he said, standing in the conference room with everyone gathered. "Neha and I are getting married."

There was a moment of surprised silence, then everyone erupted in congratulations. Neha blushed, holding up her hand to show the diamond ring Rohan had given her.

"When did this happen?" Priya asked, hugging her cousin.

"Last night," Neha said with a shy smile. "He took me to dinner at the Taj and proposed. I said yes immediately."

"This is wonderful," Asha said, embracing them both. "When's the wedding?"

"Next month," Rohan said. "We don't want to wait. We've already booked the venue—the same place where Asha and Ajay got married."

The next four weeks were a whirlwind of preparation. Invitations were sent, arrangements were made, and finally, the wedding day arrived.

The ceremony was traditional and beautiful. Neha wore a stunning red and gold lehenga, her hair adorned with flowers, her hands decorated with intricate mehndi. Rohan wore a cream sherwani with gold embroidery, looking handsome and confident.

They exchanged vows in front of the sacred fire, their families watching with joy and emotion. When the priest finally declared them husband and wife, everyone cheered.

The reception that evening was lavish—hundreds of guests, elaborate decorations, delicious food, and endless dancing. But as the night wore on and guests began to leave, a smaller group remained.

Arjun, Priya, Asha, and Ajay had been invited to join Rohan and Neha at the penthouse for their wedding night. It was an unconventional arrangement, but perfectly fitting for their unconventional family.

They arrived at the penthouse around midnight. Neha was still in her bridal lehenga, though she'd removed some of the heavier jewellery. Rohan had changed into more comfortable clothes—a kurta and jeans.

"Are you sure about this?" Priya asked Neha quietly. "It's your wedding night. You don't have to share it with us."

"I want to," Neha said with a smile. "You're all family. And this feels right."

They moved to the master bedroom, which had been decorated with flowers and candles, creating a romantic atmosphere. Rohan and Neha stood in the centre of the room, looking at each other with love and desire.

"Come here," Rohan said softly, pulling Neha close.

He kissed her gently at first, then with more passion, his hands moving to her waist. Neha responded eagerly, her arms around his neck, her body pressing against his.

I'm married, Neha thought as they kissed. to Rohan. And we're about to consummate our marriage with our family watching. This is perfect.

Rohan began removing her lehenga, carefully unwrapping the layers of fabric. Neha helped him, and soon she was standing in just her blouse and petticoat, her slender body beautiful in the candlelight.

"You're so beautiful," Rohan said, his hands moving over her body.

"So are you," Neha replied, beginning to undress him.

She removed his kurta, revealing his toned chest and flat stomach. Then she unbuckled his jeans and pulled them down along with his boxers.

His cock sprang free—about seven and a half inches, thick, cut, already hard and leaking precum.

My husband's cock, Neha thought, wrapping her hand around it. I'm going to feel this inside me for the rest of my life.

She dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth, sucking gently. Rohan groaned, his hands moving to her hair.

"Fuck, Neha," he breathed. "Your mouth feels so good."

Meanwhile, the others had begun undressing as well. Arjun and Priya were kissing on the bed, their hands exploring each other's bodies. Asha and Ajay were doing the same on the couch.

After a few minutes, Rohan pulled Neha up. "I need to be inside you," he said urgently.

Neha removed her remaining clothes and lay back on the bed. Her pussy was already wet, her lips swollen with arousal.

Rohan positioned himself between her thighs and slowly pushed inside. Neha gasped at the sensation—he filled her completely, stretching her, his cock driving deep.

"Oh god," she moaned. "You feel so good, Rohan."

"You're so tight," Rohan groaned, starting to move. "So perfect."

He fucked her slowly at first, savouring the sensation, his hands on her small breasts, squeezing gently. Neha wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.

I'm making love to my husband, Neha thought as pleasure built inside her. On our wedding night. With our family here. This is beautiful.

Beside them, Arjun had positioned Priya on her hands and knees and was fucking her from behind. His cock drove into her pussy with steady strokes, his hands gripping her hips.

"Fuck me harder," Priya moaned. "I want to feel you deep."

Arjun complied, pounding into her, his balls slapping against her clit with each thrust. Milk leaked from Priya's breasts, dripping onto the bed below.

On the couch, Asha was riding Ajay's cock, her enormous breasts bouncing with each movement. Ajay's hands were on her ass, guiding her movements, watching his cock disappear into her pussy.

I'm fucking my wife while watching my sister fuck her husband, Ajay thought, his arousal intense. And my brother-in-law fuck his new wife. This is incredible.

After several minutes, they began switching partners. Rohan moved to Priya, Arjun moved to Asha, and Ajay moved to Neha.

"Is this okay?" Ajay asked Neha, his cock hard and ready.

"Yes," Neha said, spreading her legs. "I want you."

Ajay thrust inside her, groaning at how tight she was. Neha moaned loudly, her body still sensitive from Rohan's fucking.

I'm being fucked by my cousin Ajay, Neha thought, her pleasure building. On my wedding night. While my husband fucks my cousin Priya. This is so dirty, so perfect.

Meanwhile, Rohan was fucking Priya with deep, powerful strokes. Her pussy was incredibly wet, gripping his cock tightly.

"You feel amazing," Rohan groaned. "So wet, so tight."

"Fuck me harder," Priya begged. "Make me cum."

Rohan increased his pace, pounding into her, his hands on her breasts, squeezing, milk spraying with each squeeze.

Arjun was fucking Asha from behind, his cock driving into her pussy, his hands gripping her wide hips. Asha was moaning loudly, pushing back against him, taking him as deep as possible.

I'm fucking my sister, Arjun thought, his pleasure intense. While my wife gets fucked by my cousin. And my brother-in-law fucks my cousin's new wife. This is insane.

They continued like this for over an hour, switching partners multiple times, exploring different positions, everyone fucking everyone else.

Finally, the men were all close to cumming.

"Where do you want it?" Rohan asked Neha, his thrusts becoming erratic.

"Inside me," Neha gasped. "Cum inside your wife."

Rohan thrust deep and came hard, his cock pulsing as he filled her pussy with his seed. Neha screamed, her own orgasm hitting, her pussy clenching around his cock.

My husband is cumming inside me, Neha thought as pleasure crashed through her. Filling me with his seed. This is perfect.

When Arjun was fucking Asha and Ajay was inside Priya, they were about to cum. They asked where to cum. Neha said "Inside me, today is my Wedding night. I need all the cum inside me". Rohan said, "Yes fill my wife's womb with your cum. Let all our cum mix and breed my wife".

Arjun and Ajay flooding Neha's pussy with their cum. They were thinking Wow we are filling the bride's womb with our potent seeds, how exciting if we knock her tonight.

Neha's pussy was overflowing with cum. Priya and Asha went down on her to lick all the excess cum, then Priya swallowed the cum and covered Neha's pussy with her hand and pushed Neha's bum up. Priya said, "Let this potent mixture breed you my dear Neha". Asha was kissing Neha in a deep French kiss, swapping the cum in her mouth to Neha's mouth.

When they finally finished, all six of them collapsed on the bed, exhausted and satisfied.

"Best wedding night ever," Neha said with a tired smile.

"Agreed," Rohan replied, kissing her forehead.

They had consummated their marriage in the most unconventional way possible. And it had been perfect.