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Friends, I Aarav am presenting before you the sex and romance story of Rema’s wedding night in her own words.
My friend gave me pleasure by licking her pussy.
By now you know that Rahul gives me pleasure by sucking one of my toes. I became restless.
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Then Rahul started caressing my feet lovingly. His hands now started caressing my naked thighs. He inserted his fingers into my panty from the side of my right thigh and started moving his fingers inside the lines of my panty.
This excited me beyond limits. I raised my ass and started inviting him into my pussy. But while I am new to the game, Rahul does everything like an expert player. He did not want to rush but wanted to make my wedding night memorable by increasing my sexual activities.
Suddenly Rahul asked me to lie down on my stomach and started kissing my back. I just said “Ahh…” and let out a sensual moan. My sensual moans were increasing in volume and speed.
Now my husband put one of his hands inside my panty and started caressing my ass.
“Ah…how emotional can I say?”
Then he squeezed my big ass tightly in his fist. I stopped feeling pain and started enjoying. I feel like he should press my ass like this again and again.
After that Rahul separated my panty from my body and held my ass with his teeth and started kissing me.
As soon as his tongue moved over the pink circles of my ass, it felt as if thousands of volts of electricity had passed through it.
In a very short time, Rahul made my ass, my pussy, my boobs his slave. My breasts started yearning for his mouth. My pussy was beginning to tingle with heat, but the rest of the work was done by my ass, which was drowning in a different kind of pleasure.
Rahul set my body parts on fire and stood up and started taking off his clothes.
After taking off his clothes, he again sat on my ass.
This time his attack hit me more forcefully. Because this time his body was naked in front of me and his snake-like penis was finding its hole in the crack of my ass.
I kept saying ‘ahh…ahh…’ with lust.
Eventually I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I myself suddenly straightened up and lay down on my back.
I held Rahul from behind his head and started kissing him. I said- Ah Rahul aa..aa i.. love you..y.. you.. darling.
Rahul also said- Yes, I also love you Jain.
Rahul once again got up and went towards the other corner of the bed and came back. I was lying straight. He gave his first kiss on my pussy, yes my pussy, my young pussy, my sealed pussy.
‘Aa aa aa hah…’ I lit up with fire.
Then he moved his tongue on my pimples and it felt as if millions of ants started running in my body. I was also abusing her in my mind that you should enter now sisterfucker… something in this.
But Rahul was an experienced player. He was busy making every moment memorable. Although Shikha had licked my pussy with her lips and tongue, sucking my pussy today was giving me a different feeling.
After a while, Rahul suddenly got up and picked up a box kept on the other side of the bed.
I said- What is this Rahul?
Rahul said- My love, let’s celebrate the wedding night.
Then he took out the cake kept in the box and started applying it on my pussy while moving his hands. My ass started moving again due to his touch. After applying the entire cake on my pussy, he placed a small candle a little inside my pussy.
I looked up a little and saw that this sight would really make anyone’s pussy water.
After this Rahul said – Dear, how did you like the surprise… should I cut the cake?
I said- Rahul, whatever you have to do, do it quickly.. please don’t torment me.
After this, Rahul took a photo of my naked body while lighting a candle.
The candle was extinguished by blowing the wax before it melted.
I said- Now if you cut the cake with a knife, then take care not to cut the cake.
Rahul- What is this ‘this…’. This thing should have a name!
Although I knew the name, I hid my face in shame and said – No, I don’t know… what is the name.
Rahul said- Okay dear, I know you know the name… but because of shyness you will not take the name. I will tell you the names, but there is a request that now we will call these body parts by the same name and also use mild abuses, so that every moment becomes memorable and beautiful.
Rahul started telling one by one.
First of all he placed his hand on my boobs and said – are these boobs or mom?
I felt shy.
After this, while caressing my hardened nipples with his finger, he said – This is a nipple.
Then he placed his hand on my vagina and said – This is called Fuddi, Chut, Bur… and behind it is the ass.
Then he held my hand and placed my hand on his penis which had become hard with his rod and said – This is my penis, my penis.
Along with this, she touched her scrotum and said – This is ass, Tatte.
Then Rahul said – Now tell me the name… what to do!
I said- Man, something is happening in my pussy.. please calm down quickly.
On this Rahul said- Wait dear, cut the cake now.
Then Rahul took out the candle, held his penis in his hand and, rotating it like a knife, cut the cake in the middle of the line of my pussy.
Ah…that’s right, this feeling is really great. Cut the cake with your penis.
Rahul said- My dear, now try the cake also.
I’m going to eat cake.
Rahul again started moving his tongue on my pussy. This time, out of shame, I held Rahul’s hair while fucking my mother and started pressing his mouth on my pussy.
Rahul stood up and connected his cake stained lips with my lips and tongue. Then he put his cake filled cock in my mouth. I could have said no.. but I don’t know why Rahul did all this and made me his slave. I pretended to put cake on my penis and started moving it in and out of my mouth.
Today’s cake tastes different. It had a different taste because my pussy juice was mixed in it.
Now Rahul started abusing and said – Tell me bitch, will you take my cock?
I was already burning like a furnace and I said – Give me whatever you want.. Why are you committing a crime by torturing my pussy. Ahh… fuck me, tear me apart.
I got shocked and started muttering some unknown things.
Rahul said – Ah, you have tortured me a lot.. and put my pestle in your pussy.
As soon as he finished speaking, Rahul placed his penis on my pussy and inserted it inside.
You won’t believe this was my first sexual experience and my seal was not broken. When Rahul’s penis broke the seal of my vagina, I screamed so loudly as if an earthquake had occurred.
“Uh…uh…uh…uh…Mom, I’m dead.”
If Rahul wanted, he could have closed my mouth to stop the sound, but it seemed that he was deliberately not trying to stop my screams.
Yes…literally, it stopped on its own after that push. Hearing my scream, the only maid of the farmhouse came near our room and started enjoying our wedding night from a small hole in the window. Although we didn’t realize that anyone was watching or listening to us, the maid later told me how she had her pussy dug out of a turnip while watching the live stream of our wedding night.
This push from Rahul brought tears to my eyes. Now Rahul kept his penis there till it came inside and started sucking my lips, my breasts and nipples.
I started getting hot again. I started longing to feel the same cock in my pussy again and it brought tears to my eyes. When Rahul took my breasts in his mouth, I also silently raised my ass and started giving consent to the cock. Then Rahul did not waste any time and inserted his penis completely inside. His penis went straight inside and hit my uterus.
This time I was abusing and shouting – Ah… you fucker… you fucked my mother… cock or tower… ah, you broke every part of me… you bastard. Ahh…my tauba, my mother’s tauba…please take this dick out.
But this time my screams and pain had no effect on Rahul. He did not stop and kept ramming his penis into her pussy.
Rahul Bhabhi is feeling pain now. Now take this cock. Take, take…ah, take…take, bitch.
While speaking he increased the speed of his thrusts.
Now my pussy started enjoying every thrust of Rahul. I started bouncing my ass. I raised my legs and scissored his waist and my pussy started swallowing the entire penis.
I just started making erotic moaning sounds and started speaking loudly – Aah… aah… aah, I am enjoying a lot, darling… I am enjoying a lot, aah… fuck me harder… fuck me harder. Now I have sex every day. I will keep fucking you all day long…ahh…fuck me.
Rahul increased the speed of fucking. At this time my pussy started crying and releasing a lot of water. Within a few moments, Rahul’s penis released a stream of water into my pussy, it felt as if there was a flood.
After ejaculation both of us were tired. Rahul lay down on me and took my breasts in his mouth and started sucking them.
After that, within some time, both of us became sexy again and were enjoying energetic sex once again.
We both did four rounds and then went to bed. I don’t even know what time it is in the morning.
In the morning both of them lay down tired.
The maid came to me and started asking for tea and breakfast. His smile changed during the conversation. Even her eyes looked as if she had not slept the whole night.
Well, Rahul and I had a few more rounds of fucking in the afternoon.
Rahul and I stayed there for five days. During these five days, Rahul fucked me in different ways and made my pussy swell like bread.
After this Rahul started performing his duties. Although they come occasionally. But whenever he comes, it calms my pussy. Now my only wish is that one day Rahul can fuck my ass.
Instead of saying this directly, I tried to provoke him several times, but he did not agree. My ass was yearning for the sound of his tongue and the throbbing of his penis.
When this wish of mine is fulfilled, I will definitely tell you.
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