Read what my husband did when he came into the room after my marriage in Indian Suhagrat Stories. It didn’t happen the way my friends said it would on our wedding night.
Friends, your beloved Sharad is once again present with the Indian Suhagrat story.
According to the title of the story, there is no hero in the story, but a heroine.
Due to this lockdown, the idea of this Indian wedding night story came to my mind and I sat down to write it.
So my friends and colleagues, start using your devices again.
The heroine of this story is Rupali. This story is completely imaginary and has no connection with reality.
So let’s start the story from Rupali’s words.
Hello friends, my name is Rupali. I am five feet four inches tall. Only six months have passed since my marriage. Therefore my body shape did not change that much. The numbers are only 34-30-34.
My husband is a government employee. I have the entire in-laws. Husband is also good and sex is also good.
The only thing missing is fucking… as I have heard in stories or from others, that today I was fucked like a mare, or today my husband or boyfriend fucked my mouth, etc.
My husband had great sex here. But not like that bastard.
My husband came on our wedding night. He sat next to me, took me in his arms, caressed my arms and started telling me about his family and my responsibilities.
However, he also asked me about my family situation and told me about my responsibilities. But now they are not doing what they should do on their wedding night.
On the other hand, my friends never tire of telling me what happened on their wedding nights. It is also warned not to feel bad if someone comes drunk, because later they will lick the area of the dead body like a dog, causing the body to tremble.
Well, while talking slowly he removed the pallu from my head, removed my make-up, removed the saree from my chest, opened the hooks of my blouse and lifted my bra up to my breasts and exposed my small -Started sucking small nipples.
Then he pulled my saree and petticoat up to my waist and kept moving his hand on my pussy over the panty for a while.
I started getting very excited feeling him touching me like this.
Then he took off my panty.
I closed my eyes in shame.
My husband climbed on top of me and started sucking my breasts one by one.
After a while I felt something warm at the entrance of my vagina.
Maybe it’s his penis.
Maybe something… My husband is rubbing his penis on my pussy.
Suddenly I felt that his hot penis had entered my pussy, I felt like a blade was moving in my pussy and blood was flowing from the wound.
I could not bear that burning sensation and screamed out of my mouth. Then his palm pressed on my face.
Then he whispered to me – Be patient, don’t shout! Otherwise there will be noise from outside.
Saying this he started sucking my breasts again.
By doing this I got relief after some time. Seeing me relaxed, he attacked me again.
But this time he did this work very carefully. So I started enjoying the mild pain.
He kept fucking me for about 15-20 minutes and then he put his hot semen in my pussy and went away.
I love it too. Every part of my body was squeezed.
He didn’t put his cum in me until I came. But despite this I felt that something was missing.
Although I really enjoy having my pussy messed with.
The second night also came.
We had a lovely and lovely conversation.
Then the same thing happened. My husband opened the buttons of my shirt, sucked my nipples, lifted my saree to my waist, took off my panty, inserted his hot cock into my pussy and started churning it like a blender.
Four days passed unknowingly like this.
All I can say is that it was a lot of fun this time! Although I have not seen the penis.
What about me? Even my husband must not have seen my pussy. Because while fucking me, instead of going deep into my pussy, he sucked only my nipples.
Did this and slept.
Well, after that first goodbye I went home.
My friends came to pick me up.
I am alone in my room. They closed the door and everyone hugged me tightly.
Before I could say anything, she said something – Keep quiet, we will talk later.
She opened the knot of my salwar and while caressing my pussy, she removed the salwar and panty and said – It is swollen! Looks like brother-in-law has fucked your pussy very well.
I was happy to hear from him.
But she pretended to be angry and said: Aren’t you guys ashamed?
Then the other one said – Now drop the excuse of shame and tell me what else my brother-in-law did?
I told them everything.
So she said- Didn’t you suck his penis?
I said- Sucking a penis is a very distant thing, I have not seen his penis yet.
All my friends were shocked and said – What are you talking about?
Then everyone started telling me about their wedding nights.
When she told me her gender, a layer of sadness covered my mind. But even after that I felt relieved that my husband was having sex for a long time.
On the other hand, I’m also thinking that maybe this is new and maybe they feel like they shouldn’t go wild just yet.
After a while all my friends left.
When I went to bed at night, I thought of her again. But when I think about sex scenes, I get lost in the thoughts of school and college. I get compliments on my body and especially my ass from a lot of guys, even my friends.
She not only used to praise me but one day when some boy took my name and shared it with his friends, she used to listen to him and come back and tell me.
My friend Seema comes every day and says something or the other – sometimes this boy fucks me at night thinking about you and sometimes that boy also does the same.
Once upon a time, when it was time for lunch, everyone came to the field to have lunch.
As I was carrying my lunch, I heard Manish say to Suresh, “Listen, friend Rupali…”
When I heard my name from Manish’s mouth, I leaned against the wall outside the classroom and started listening to both of them.
Manish tells Suresh that Rupali is very nice. He was fascinated by my figure. Nowadays he shakes his head and calls my name every night.
Suresh himself started taking my name by nodding his head.
Then Suresh said to Manish- Let us assume that Rupali is ready to get fucked by you, then how will you behave with her?
“Hey, what should I do… Rupoli, I will absorb the fragrance of such a bud in my body. I will crush every petal of her body with love. I will make her vagina red by licking it. I will squeeze each one out. ” Drops of milk from her breasts. I will also lick her ass and make it swell. Seeing my long penis, she herself will say, Manish, stop licking my ass, put your long penis in my pussy and tear my pussy.
While I was listening to him I saw someone coming from a distance. His eyes did not fall on me. I quietly left from there.
Hearing her words, I actually felt that my underwear had become a little wet. No mood to eat anything.
I quickly came to the bathroom, took off my salwar and touched my panty. So she was truly brimming with desire.
Now I neither want to study nor go to school. I just want to go home.
I went home after school.
After closing the door of the room and standing in front of the mirror, I took off my clothes and started looking at the wet underwear.
It felt as if lava was coming out of me.
I used the same panty to clean my pussy and get a better look at my breasts.
Later she turned around, caressed her pussy and spread her hips to see her ass and people went crazy about it.
But despite this I am still very satisfied with myself.
Yes, sometimes when I am alone at home, I often look at myself naked in front of the mirror. I did not take any action out of respect for my family.
As time passed, he completed his studies and entered college. The music of the college is the same as that of my school.
Like some people from my school, Manish also got admission in my college.
After a few days, one day when I got a chance to be alone, Manish stopped me and said, “Rupali, I have loved you since school days. Just tell me once that you love me too. ”
I asked her to move away – Look, I love you. But don’t tell anyone. Otherwise my father will kill me. Manish said
, “I will not tell.”
Let go of the problem.
With this thought in mind, I continued moving ahead.
But now he started hovering around me every day. He was a classmate.. so I didn’t say anything.
But one night, when I sat down to study, I took out a book from my bag. Then a piece of letter-like paper was found.
I started reading.
It is written in it – Rupali, do not get angry after reading the letter. Reading. If I like the offer I will do what you say.
Wrote further:
Every night you come into my dreams and shake me. I was fascinated by your divine beauty. Then you slowly remove all your clothes and become naked in front of me. You kiss me everywhere.
But when I touch your body you disappear and I massage my penis while chanting your name.
Just make it a reality one day. I will do as you say.
I am angry. But considering the respect of the family, I do not consider it appropriate to discuss this topic further.
Manish often chased me but I always protected myself.
Yes…when the fire inside her gets too high and there is no way to go anywhere, she quenches her pussy hunger with her fingers.
Sometimes, some boy would bump into me and touch my breasts deliberately. Sometimes a boy in class would sit behind me and rub his thumb on my ass.
Many times I want to try it for fun, but I don’t have the courage.
By this time college was over and at the same time my father married me to Rahul.
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