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Weeding night – virgin Part 2


His chest massaged my breasts. I began to get turned on heavily. Rohith’s hand found its way all the way around my back, under my arms and pressed against the edge of my breasts. His other hand began to work its way to my ass. He moved the hand away from my ass, but didn’t move the one near my breast. I felt wet between my legs. My head was against his and I was breathing harder on his ear. He hugged me tighter and our bodies seem to melt together. On his persuasion, I put my hand in the top of his briefs and found his hard dick.

My fingers encircled it. It was quite huge. I didn’t know if I would be able to take it inside me. His hips began to move. He stood up at the end of the bed, removed the briefs and pulled me to him. He then turned me around and backed me up to him and put his arms around me. Each hand found a tit and squeezed it. I looked into the full-length mirror and saw my man playing with my tits. We were both nude and WHAT A TURN ON it was! He squeezed my tits, pulled and twisted my nipples. I was tingling all over. He turned me around again.

We both lay on the bed and he got on his knees in front of me. He started feeling my legs from my ankles, up to my calves, over my thighs and then caressed my pussy lips. He slid a finger into my very hot pussy and moved it in and out. His other hand found my clit and began massaging it. I just couldn’t help moaning, ‘Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhh! oooooohhhhhhhhhhh!’ I was enjoying the sweet sensation that his fingers are delivering on my pussy. When my hubby asked me whether it is hurting or painful, I replied in the negative. On this reply he felt reassured and increased his pace and inserted one more finger and I felt something blocking his fingers from entering any further in and somewhat a ticklish sensation.

I told him so, and he told me about the hymen and I nodded my head that I too was aware of it. There was a sense of appreciation and he asked me with a bit of surprise in his voice whether I had never masturbated before marriage. I told him that I had played with my pussy but was afraid to put my fingers or anything else inside me, as I had reserved it for my ‘beloved future husband’ and smiled passionately at him. We then lay down on the bed and kissed for a while again. I could feel his fingers probing around my pussy lips. I reached down and took his still hard dick in my hand. He sucked on my hard pink nipples. We were both now out of control. It was very hot in the room and it may be because we were very HOT.

His hands ran to the back of my legs and then upwards to massage my ass cheeks. He planted kisses after kisses on pussy and along the hairline to either side. I instinctively parted my legs a little more and his left hand came back around to the front. He drew his fingers through the curls and down between my legs. He felt my moistening lips and gently pressed them between his fingers. I felt his fingers part them and he ran one finger from head to ass. On the way back, he pressed harder against the opening and I felt his finger begin to slide in. I gave a cry of ecstasy and thrust my pussy forward to meet his finger. Rohit fingered my clit and virgin fuck hole. He stopped and got over me. At last, we were going to do it.

He straddled me on all fours and looked down at me. “Love me Rohit please.” I begged him “Are you ready for it my dear?” He asked. “Yes I am all yours my dear Rohit. Love me and take my virginity” With that Rohit put the tip of his cock on my pussy. “Look, it may hurt a bit but you will enjoy later on” he said. “I know. Just luv me” He smiled, and lowered himself between my legs. He raised himself on one arm and reached down between us with the other. He played with my moist pussy lips for a moment and then appeared to wrap his hand around his own cock. I could see he was guiding his cock towards me and I felt its head begin to push against my pussy. He moved it gently up and down, looking for the right spot. He stopped when he found the right hole. Slowly he leaned forward and I felt the swollen head spread me apart. He was looking into my eyes, looking for some hint to proceed or not.

I gave that indication by raising my head off the bed and kissing him passionately. I lay back again and rubbed one hand across his chest. He increased his advance into me, sliding slowly deeper and deeper. He again eased back more and then thrust a little deeper. I was amazed at the depth of feeling I had inside me. I could almost see his cock pushing against the walls. Once more he drew back, and then down. This time he let go of the base of his cock and brought his arm up to lean directly over me. He leaned down and kissed me. He eased his hips lower. There was increasing resistance inside me. He rose and pushed down again, not any deeper but a little faster.

I knew I was coating his penis with my juices, which seemed to be flowing more freely. On his next downward motion, he stopped and began to apply more pressure. My breath was quickening; I wrapped my arms across his shoulders and tried to push up with my hips. I felt a sudden sharp pain and I found it hard to breathe. I felt Rohit’s cock hit my hymen and when his cock tore it open I felt like I was going to die of pain. “OHMAUHHHHH OHHHHHHHHH yes” I cried, my face arching up, my body going rigid, my swollen breasts thrusting upward as my hubby’s huge, hot, glorious penis surged into my wet, conic cunt. In and in it went, piercing deep, cleaving my pussy-flesh and pussy-lips open, mashing my gorged clitoris, crushing my molten flesh in its passage. My cunt convulsed uncontrollably on my hubby’s cock and, above me, Rohith groaned, his shoulder rippling and knotting powerfully, his buttocks flexing taut, his hips sinking and sinking as he buried his penis in my pussy. Tears started rolling from my eyes.

I lost my hymen and then he was deeper. Rohit stopped for a moment seeing my tears but I thrust my hips up and the rest of his penis entered my virgin pussy. I leaned forward and bit his shoulder, whimpering but pulling him closer. He didn’t back out, he lowered his hips against mine until I felt our pubic hair tangle. He bent his elbows and brought his chest down against mine. We lay still for some time, savoring the moment. We kissed, sharing saliva, and wrestling each other’s tongues. I felt his hips shake back and forth a little; the sensation of his cock moving side to side was explosive. “Make love to me, please.” I whispered. We kissed deeply. He raised himself back up on his arms and brought his hips up a little.

His hips came down against me! Again he raised himself higher this time. I shivered at the touch of his cock riding back out against the walls of my cunt. He thrust down a little faster than before for which I responded with a soft cooing sound. I could feel Rohit’s cock throbbing in my tight pussy. Slowly Rohit started pumping. “I cannot hold on for long. You know it is my first time also.” said Rohit. “Just come inside me, that is all I want from you my dear.” Rohit increased his speed and within no time he started to come. I could feel my husband Rohit’s penis juice filling my pussy. I was overjoyed as Rohit, my man, is filling me with the seed of life. After some time Rohit took out his cock from my pussy.

It was red with my blood. There was a small patch of blood on the bed sheet and my pussy was all red. We lay side by side for a few minutes, my head on his chest, my fingers playing circles on his chest. He asked me if it was good, and I kissed him and whispered it was very exciting. We went to the bathroom and cleaned ourselves and removed all traces of our love making form the room. We stayed in bed naked for another hour and then drifted to sleep. Next morning we dressed quietly, touching and kissing each other periodically. Next morning when my mother and Rohit’s sister came to wake us up, I blushed and could not meet their eyes. They nodded understanding everything.

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