Finally, a couple of hours later, the newlywed couple were allowed to proceed to their bedroom. Sandeep’s family lived in a villa and Sandeep had a bedroom on the first floor, above the garage. By this time, all Varsha wanted was to pop a Crocin and sleep.
But the couple were led up the stairs by Sandeep’s giggling cousins and friends, who indulged in a few rounds of tomfoolery and joking around for half an hour or so. Jokes and innuendos were banded about and the group spent time advising Sandeep and Varsha on which sex positions to experiment with, before leaving. As soon as they were alone, Sandeep quickly shut the bedroom door and locked it.
He wrapped himself around Varsha, pressing his fingers into her waist and began kissing her passionately on her neck. “Ahhh,” Varsha moaned softly, but she had a massive headache that cancelled out her arousal almost fully. She tried pushing Sandeep away but Sandeep began licking her neck like an animal, holding her even tighter. She now felt his erection through his kurta and pyjamas, twitching as he licked her against her crotch.
“Stop, please!” Varsha begged softly.
Sandeep obeyed immediately, but he didn’t let go of her, drawing her into a hug. She put her head on his chest, and heard his heart go at a million beats per minute. She could still feel his erection – if anything he now felt harder.
She turned her head to look into his eyes.
“In a few hours, OK?” she requested. “I really need to sleep.”
Sandeep looked disappointed but he smiled and nodded. He let her go and moved towards a cupboard. Varsha sat down by the dressing table in his room and started the complicated process of removing all her jewelry and hair pins. She caught Sandeep staring at her in the mirror a few times and smiled at him. He would avert his gaze whenever she would catch him, which happened four or five times. Finally, when she was done with dispensing all the hair-pins and jewelry to the table and had removed her dupatta, she let her hair flow down and Sandeep stared at her open-mouthed, unable to take his eyes off her.
“OK, lie down on the bed,” Varsha said. She was now clad only in her heavily embroidered backless red and gold blouse, and ornate lehenga. Her waist was uncovered, her having gotten rid of her dupatta, and her blouse showed her cleavage – she felt semi-naked.
He had changed into a simpler kurta with pyjamas, but his erection was clearly visible to her in the mirror from where she sat.
“Huh?” Sandeep said, confusion writ on his face.
“Lie down and I will… relieve you,” Varsha said, still speaking to his reflection in the mirror.
“Oh,” he said, and then as if he understood what she meant only a few seconds later, obeyed her command and moved towards the bed.
Varsha spent a minute removing her make-up with cotton before going to their marital bed.
It was decked with rose and lily flowers all round its sides, pretty much like one might see in corny Hindi movies.
She saw Sandeep was lying on the bed with one leg folded, as if to hide his erection. She climbed on to the bed and sat down cross legged near his crotch.
“OK, I am going to finish you off once so that we can both sleep,” she said.
Sandeep gulped and nodded slightly. Theirs had been an arranged marriage and though they had always had an attraction, they had never gone beyond kisses stolen in dark movie theatres or Sandeep’s car – heavenly kisses but not sex, not even hand or oral stuff.
Varsha placed her right hand on Sandeep’s crotch and felt his erect manhood respond immediately. Sandeep took in a deep breath.
She pushed up his kurta to reveal a lean but hairy tummy, and then pushed down the waistband on his pyjamas slightly by about two inches to reveal the tent made in his boxers by his erection. She pushed the elastic band of his boxers down as gently possible and his penis and balls popped out immediately, standing at attention before her hands. It was surrounded by an apparently trimmed growth of pubic hair.
“Oh!” Sandeep exclaimed softly as she placed her left hand on his dick. He sighed deeply, his eyes fluttering close.
Varsha saw that Sandeep was relatively well-endowed. His organ was about seven inches long and it was really thick. There was a strong smell of what she thought was “sex” emanating from his penis. She had never smelled the scent before – it was a mix of musky and sweaty, but not disturbing at all. Sandeep was uncircumcised, so Varsha pushed the skin covering his glands down making Sandeep squirm and moan even louder.
Varsha saw there were droplets of semen in his urethral opening. Despite her headache, she felt turned on by this sight and smell of his organ.
‘This semen is going to be mine, forever’ – she mused.
But the couple were led up the stairs by Sandeep’s giggling cousins and friends, who indulged in a few rounds of tomfoolery and joking around for half an hour or so. Jokes and innuendos were banded about and the group spent time advising Sandeep and Varsha on which sex positions to experiment with, before leaving. As soon as they were alone, Sandeep quickly shut the bedroom door and locked it.
He wrapped himself around Varsha, pressing his fingers into her waist and began kissing her passionately on her neck. “Ahhh,” Varsha moaned softly, but she had a massive headache that cancelled out her arousal almost fully. She tried pushing Sandeep away but Sandeep began licking her neck like an animal, holding her even tighter. She now felt his erection through his kurta and pyjamas, twitching as he licked her against her crotch.
“Stop, please!” Varsha begged softly.
Sandeep obeyed immediately, but he didn’t let go of her, drawing her into a hug. She put her head on his chest, and heard his heart go at a million beats per minute. She could still feel his erection – if anything he now felt harder.
She turned her head to look into his eyes.
“In a few hours, OK?” she requested. “I really need to sleep.”
Sandeep looked disappointed but he smiled and nodded. He let her go and moved towards a cupboard. Varsha sat down by the dressing table in his room and started the complicated process of removing all her jewelry and hair pins. She caught Sandeep staring at her in the mirror a few times and smiled at him. He would avert his gaze whenever she would catch him, which happened four or five times. Finally, when she was done with dispensing all the hair-pins and jewelry to the table and had removed her dupatta, she let her hair flow down and Sandeep stared at her open-mouthed, unable to take his eyes off her.
“OK, lie down on the bed,” Varsha said. She was now clad only in her heavily embroidered backless red and gold blouse, and ornate lehenga. Her waist was uncovered, her having gotten rid of her dupatta, and her blouse showed her cleavage – she felt semi-naked.
He had changed into a simpler kurta with pyjamas, but his erection was clearly visible to her in the mirror from where she sat.
“Huh?” Sandeep said, confusion writ on his face.
“Lie down and I will… relieve you,” Varsha said, still speaking to his reflection in the mirror.
“Oh,” he said, and then as if he understood what she meant only a few seconds later, obeyed her command and moved towards the bed.
Varsha spent a minute removing her make-up with cotton before going to their marital bed.
It was decked with rose and lily flowers all round its sides, pretty much like one might see in corny Hindi movies.
She saw Sandeep was lying on the bed with one leg folded, as if to hide his erection. She climbed on to the bed and sat down cross legged near his crotch.
“OK, I am going to finish you off once so that we can both sleep,” she said.
Sandeep gulped and nodded slightly. Theirs had been an arranged marriage and though they had always had an attraction, they had never gone beyond kisses stolen in dark movie theatres or Sandeep’s car – heavenly kisses but not sex, not even hand or oral stuff.
Varsha placed her right hand on Sandeep’s crotch and felt his erect manhood respond immediately. Sandeep took in a deep breath.
She pushed up his kurta to reveal a lean but hairy tummy, and then pushed down the waistband on his pyjamas slightly by about two inches to reveal the tent made in his boxers by his erection. She pushed the elastic band of his boxers down as gently possible and his penis and balls popped out immediately, standing at attention before her hands. It was surrounded by an apparently trimmed growth of pubic hair.
“Oh!” Sandeep exclaimed softly as she placed her left hand on his dick. He sighed deeply, his eyes fluttering close.
Varsha saw that Sandeep was relatively well-endowed. His organ was about seven inches long and it was really thick. There was a strong smell of what she thought was “sex” emanating from his penis. She had never smelled the scent before – it was a mix of musky and sweaty, but not disturbing at all. Sandeep was uncircumcised, so Varsha pushed the skin covering his glands down making Sandeep squirm and moan even louder.
Varsha saw there were droplets of semen in his urethral opening. Despite her headache, she felt turned on by this sight and smell of his organ.
‘This semen is going to be mine, forever’ – she mused.
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