Suhaag Raat Of A Virgin Boy 8211 Part 2
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This story is actually very close to the real incident. Hope you enjoy.
I knocked on the door. No response. Knocked again. “Coming” in a rather bold tone. It had been a long night. Indian weddings are like that. Energy sapping. However I was not drained. I was excited and nervous. The door opened in 2-3 mins. Felt like 2 hrs though.
I saw this gorgeous girl who i had seen many times yet knowing what we are going to do she seemed more majestic – like a goddess. Priti is very tall for a girl -5’8″. Rather slim but athletic kind. Her boobs didn’t seem very big but were tout and perky. She was like way out of my league. She was state level swimming and badminton champion.
Represented college in debate. House captain. All that stuff. Recently got placed in a big MNC. I on the other hand am 6 feet, not athletic and rather slim. See the thing is, without being boastful, I am good looking. But body wise not much to write home about.
Priti was wearing a saari. Not the wedding one, a more practical one. She clearly didn’t have much practice with saaris. There was an awkward silence. We had spoken quite a lot. Over Skype, over phone, chats etc. Not much face to face. She was composed but was fiddling with her saari. The silence drew longer.
I was dumbstruck looking at random things in room. Then she said ” Sorry I don’t know how to wear a saari”. I said ” glad that you don’t ” She smiled and said “pretty smooth Mr Kapoor”. I chuckled. Her eyes widened and suddenly she turned back and handed me a glass of milk. ” I almost forgot”. I laughed and she did too.
Before I was about to drink that humongous glass of milk she took some gulps and handed me the rest. I was startled. She had finished more than half and smiled with a milk moustache. We had a lot of chit chat. Smiled and laughed and then we decided it was time. She said she will change into something more comfortable.
I was in kurta pyjama. I was on a bed of roses. So enamoured by this amazing girl. Waiting for the things to come.
Ours was an arranged marriage obviously. I was out of the country when we first started speaking to each other. For five months we spoke and on my return we got married. When I saw her pic I was blown away. I kinda said yes immediately . But the picture was not that rosy as it seemed initially.
After a couple of times over phone and chat. I realised that she was depressed. I sort of guessed that she probably doesn’t want to have this marriage. I offered her out. She said it was not her call. I got to know she was heartbroken. One day she revealed everything to me.
She said that she is not a virgin. She actually has had 3 partners. Two of whom she had sex with multiple times. I was shattered and wanted to call off this wedding. But she was so hot that it felt like loosing out on the greatest piece of ass ever. She was a Delhi girl and I am a Gorakhpur boy.
I think I am pretty progressive but this just shook me and I was undecided. We decided that we would talk for a month and then take a decision. Slowly she won me over by her confidant personality and stunning looks. I was a virgin. I had little resistance to her. I masturbated 3 times thinking of her daily. She became more bold day by day.
Her mood got better and one day she said that she actually wants us to marry. She liked me as a person and wanted me by her always as i made her laugh and smile. I was like whatever, I was thrilled. We were more of friends now and could talk for hours.
I started asking her intimate questions. Her figure. Which was 34-28-35. Her nipple colour- pink. Her previous partners dick size. She glared at me through the webcam, then smiled and said “7”,7″ and 6.5 inches. But the last one was thick.” I gulped. “How big is yours?” I confidently lied “7 inches”. She laughed and said we will see.
It was established that she was the senior in all maters related to sex the more and more we discussed. But we never showed anything to each other over webcam. I requested it many times but all she said was “Be ready for our first night. Everything you can imagine on that day and a lot more. Hope you’ll be able to handle it”
Here i lay on the bed nervous as fuck. Her confidence was intimidating now. I was sort of sweating. The bathroom door opened. Out stepped Priti. She was wearing a simple tight white t-shirt and a very short red skirt. Her hair was undone and wavy reaching her waist. She was wearing bangles. Many red bangles.
Her skin was milky white and shining. No evidence that hair has ever existed on that surface. She approached me maintaining eye contact. I sat up and with my mouth open. She approached me like a cat. Got close to me and said ” Are you ready?” I said “Yes”.
She winked at me and said “no pressure but no competition. I play to win. and remember that I love you”. She reached ahead and pecked my lips. Then again. I grabbed her head from the sides and started smooching her. She pulled my head back, looked into my eyes dead serious and pulled me and planted a smooch.
Her tongue was inside my mouth and feeling all around. She was also pushing my tongue and not letting me in. Then she said “don’t try, mujhe practice hai”. Then she put a finger on my lips and said “two things – Main sex ke dauran hindi main bolti hun aur main thori aggressive and experimental hun.
To kuchh galat lage to batana. OK?”. Before I could say Ok, she replanted her mouth on my mouth and crept over me. I was in a bliss. She was over me and sliding on me with passionate kisses. Her hands were over my shoulder at one moment then at my waist and then in my hairs.
She pulled back my hair and started to kiss my neck and shoulders. Then she made me sit up and took off my kurta. At this point I hugged her and started rubbing my face against her boobs. I placed my hands on them and looked at her. She raised an eyebrow and squeezed my hands over her boobs. These were firm and bouncy. I squeezed them.
She threw her head back and thrusted her boobs forward. “aur zor se”. I did. She then took my hands and squeezed over her boobs really hard. “inna for se” . I started squeezing very hard. She waved her hands through her hair hair and said “yes , yes…sahi aah ahhh”. She took off her t-shirt and threw it away. Her boobs immediately looked bigger.
I planted my face in the cleavage and started licking with my hands squeezing her boobs. Priti rhythmatically was thrusting towards me. I pushed and got over her. I tried to undo her bra from back. Could not. She laughed and said “ekdum lodu ho tum”. The hook was in front.
She unhooked, pulled the bra from under her threw it over my head and pulled me towards her boobs in one motion. I realised that my wife is a pornstar. I started sucking her boobs, kissing them, licking the nipples. They were pink and erect. They were hard. I was making circles around them with tongue.
She was thrusting her chest up. I had her arms pinned. She said “Aise mat karo, pura muh main lo aur suck karo”.So I did just that. She started moaning loudly now “Aaaaa mazaaa aa raha hai ….. aaaa yahi …karte raho rukna mat ….. aaaah. She slipped both her hands free. Grabbed me by my hair and pulled my face further in.
She also wrapped her legs around my waist and squeezed . I was getting smothered and my wind getting squeezed out. I bit her nipple. She screeched and we stopped. I was panting. She kissed me then grabbed the hair on the back of my head and planted onto her naval area. I licked and kissed the ridges and valleys of her abs. Yes she has abs.
After a while she chuckled and said “dulhe raja, ghunghat nahi uthana hai?” pointing down. I immediately lifted her mini skirt. The sight took my breath away. Her white tight panty was wet. The pussy walls were clearly visible from outside. I pulled her panties down and kissed them. They were juicy pink. There was a lot of liquid around.
I went to work. I licked it proper. I felt her hips thrusting upward reaching for my tongue. I started teasing her. She thrusted up not finding anything. “Galat panga le rahe ho”. In an instant she wrapped her leg around my head and pulled me in. I licked her pussy all around.
She moved my face back and started rubbing her pussy. Fast and hard. I was stunned. If i were to masturbate with that high hand speed id cum in 5 secs. I gulped and kissed her thighs. “Tujhe kissi ne blowjob diya hai?” I said
“No babe”. “Tune
Kisi ko diya hai?” she asked.
“What!!! of course not” i shot back.
“Kya kiya tune itne din foreign mein”.
“saved myself for you because I am a good boy”
“Mujhe achche laundo ko chodna pasand hai” She spread her legs and opened her pussy walls. She rubbed her clit which was very prominent now. She said “is chhoti si cheez mein meri jaan hai. Use chooso like a blowjob”
I followed her instructions. Licked it for good 10 mins. She was moaning too loudly now. I stopped and told “Priti, others will hear you, don’t moan this loud”. “Agar phir se tu ruka to puri baraat ke saamne tujhse choot chatwaaungi”. I was shocked again.
She propped her hip far up with only her two feet and one hand touching the bed. Her clit was pulsating and raised beyond its hood. It was a good inch long now. I couldn’t get offended she had me in her spell. I sucked it. Started rubbing my dick in my pyjamas . Now my wife got up and stood on bed and said. “thori der aur please”.
She is so tall that she walked upto me with her pussy close to my face. She raised her skirt and pulled my face in and then covered with the skirt. I licked again. She held my head and started thrusting. I wondered that if someone were watching id look extremely wimp. But then i didn’t care I was getting the pest pie in the world.
I noticed her moans getting even louder and thrusts became stronger. Her grip on my hair was tighter now. “Don’t stop, don’t stop sucking, good boy …. oooohhhh … ohhhh i m cumming ….. bilkul rukna nahi …… cumming aaaaoooi”
With that she squirted all over my face. I did not expect that. I pulled back. It was a lot of creamy semi clear liquid. I d say like half a cup.
Priti immediately started saying sorry and hugged me. She apologised for not telling me that she squirts. I said it is ok and not a big deal. It was just new for me. I told her it was my privilege to witness her in full glory. I lay beside her with her head on my chest.
She grabbed my vest and pulled it off me. ” Tumhare chest pe hair nahi hai?” I was ashamed to answer that but could muster “very little”. “Koi baat nahi” and started to kiss my chest and shoulder. She bit me in the neck pretty hard. I made a loud noise. “Shhhh …”she said. She started massaging my nipples and licked and sucked them.
I was surprised to see how aroused I was getting due to this. Her hands were all over my body. “sach bolo lund kitna bada hai?”. “5.5 or 6 I think” was my lame reply. She laughed “tum ladkon ko lund ka jhootha size butane mein hichak nahi hoti. pehle to 7 tha, par jab use karna hai tab 5.5. waah”.
Then she took my pyjama and underwear off in one motion. With a naughty smile “Hmm utna bura nahi hai” and straight away started rubbing my cock slowly. She was smiling looking at it. Then she started sucking on it. My dick is very sensitive so i started pulling away because pleasure was too much.
She grabbed my hips and pulled me back to her mouth. I looked at her and she was smiling knowing that I did not expect her to pull me like that. She started to lick my balls. Oh the feeling was too much. I started moaning and withering in borderline torture pleasure. She spread my legs and went below the balls. I sat up.
She pushed me back down. I moved backwards. She grabbed my hips again and pulled me back this time lifting my genital area towards her mouth. Now that she was not bending down she went bezerk with my balls. “mann kar raha hai ki tumhare tatte kha jaun”.
To this i could only say “please babe kha jao”. She sucked them hard. I wriggled with force but she held me tight. I said ” baby slow down. not that hard. it hurts”. She dropped me and smacked my ass twice. “Gand tumhari tight hai. Good” . I said “thanks” – how lame. After a while she went into the 69 position with her on top.
She started licking my dick again. She was playing with the foreskin. Pulling it up and down. I started to lick her cunt again. Her hips started to thrust now.
At this point I stuck a finger in her pussy. She squealed and her thrusts became faster. OOOH AAAAH. I also trust my hips upwards. She started to suck my cock. I started to suck her clit. I felt i could make her come again as she was wriggling and thrusting against my face pretty hard.
In that moment I became brash and said “priti looks like Ill make you cum before me”.
She said “oh please!! kya kaha the maine compete mat karna- haar jaaoge”.
She slid her hands under my ass, lifted it a good 6 inches off the bed and took my whole cock in. My eyes widened, i stopped licking clit, I wiggled and tried to take her off. “Stop priti stop, ill cum….please stop…..i want to fuck you”.
Priti started to release the pressure but then grabbed my ass and squeezed it very hard & pulled in. I felt her lips around my balls with my dick in her mouth. I let out a yelp and came. She tells me that I came a lot that day. 10-12 loaded waves. She said that while there may be bigger guns out there but none had so much ammo.
She gets impressed with the volume of my cum.
At this point we were tired but priti was still horny. So she started rubbing her pussy vigorously. I inserted two fingers in. “andar bahar karo”. I did. “Aur tez karo na”. Due to the awkward angle as we were lying next to one another my hand hurt but I kept at it. Soon she lifted her pelvis and came a huge load.
I know we didn’t actually have sex that night but whatever happened left an indelible impression on me.
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