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Jaipur Wedding Night I Opened My New Bride Hard

Jaipur Wedding Night I Opened My New Bride Hard

9 min readHinglish Sex Stories

After the pheras and all that family noise in Jaipur I finally pushed the door of our new flat shut and looked at Meera standing there in her heavy red sari. This hinglish newly married sex story starts right then because I was done being polite. I had waited three months of engagement staring at her and now she was mine under the same roof. She put her bag down slow and her hands were shaking a little. I told her relax ab ghar aa gaye hain and she gave that small smile like she still felt the whole baraat watching.

I locked the bedroom door even though nobody else was coming. The AC was running cold but my body felt hot already. Meera sat on the edge of the bed trying to unpin her heavy jewellery. I went behind her and started helping with the necklace. My fingers brushed her neck and she went still. I said leave that for morning ab bas yeh body chahiye mujhe. She laughed soft but her breathing changed.

Sari Pehle Neeche Aayi

I pulled the pallu off her shoulder and the blouse hooks came next. Her brown skin looked warm under the yellow light. Those full breasts spilled out when the blouse opened and the dark nipples were already tight. I cupped both from behind and squeezed hard. Meera made a low sound and said thoda dheere na pehli baar hai but her back arched into my hands. I pinched the nipples and rolled them between fingers till she hissed.

I turned her around and kissed her messy. No sweet slow stuff. Tongue pushed in and she opened her mouth for it. My hand went under the petticoat and found the wet patch on her cotton panty. Soaked already. I rubbed that spot through the cloth and her hips jerked. She mumbled kuch bol rahi thi about lights off but I left them on. I wanted to see everything.

The petticoat knot came loose and the whole sari pile dropped around her ankles. Standing in just panty and open blouse she looked better than any dirty clip I used to watch. Thick thighs smooth stomach and that thick black triangle showing through the wet white cloth. I pushed her back on the bed and yanked the panty down her legs. Her chut was glistening and a little swollen. I spread the lips with two fingers and spit right on the pink middle. She gasped and said kya kar rahe ho pagal but her legs stayed open.

I went face first and licked long slow from the bottom hole up to the clit. She tasted clean with that fresh smell of jasmine oil still on her skin. I sucked the clit hard and pushed one finger in. Tight as anything. Her walls squeezed and she grabbed my hair. I added second finger and fucked them in and out while my tongue kept circling. Meera started rolling her hips and saying haan wahan thoda aur. Her voice went higher when I curled the fingers inside and rubbed that rough spot.

She came quick first time just from mouth and fingers. Legs locked around my head and her juices ran down my chin. I kept licking through it till she pushed my forehead away saying bass bass too much. I wiped my mouth on her thigh and stood up. My cock was already rock hard and thrusting out against the pajama. I opened the drawstring and let it spring free. Meera stared at it with big eyes. She had seen it only once during that short engagement night when we fingered each other hidden but never this full thick.

I said touch it properly abhi. She reached out slow and wrapped fingers around the shaft. Her grip was soft at first. I showed her how to stroke from base to head and squeeze under the ridge. Pre-cum was leaking already and she spread it around with her thumb like she was curious. Then she bent forward and put her tongue on the tip. Warm wet and careful. I told her take more andar and pushed lightly on her head. She opened wider and took half. Her teeth scraped once and I grunted so she tried better using more lips. Spit started dripping from the corners of her mouth as she bobbed.

First Entry Felt Like Fire

I pulled out of her mouth because I was close already and I wanted inside that chut first. I flipped her on her back and pushed her knees up high. Head of my cock rubbed up and down her wet slit coating itself. Then I pressed in. Slow but firm. The ring of muscle stretched and she bit her lower lip hard. I kept going inch by inch till my balls touched her ass. Fully buried. Soft hot and gripping me like a fist. I stayed still a few seconds letting her adjust. She breathed out and said ab hilao dheere se.

I started with long deep strokes pulling almost out and slamming back in. The bed creaked under us. Her breasts bounced each time and I leaned down to suck one nipple while fucking. The slap of skin got louder. Meera’s hands held my biceps and her nails dug in. After a few minutes she started meeting my thrusts with her own. That shy bride was gone. She was moaning open and saying maaro zor se abhi bilkul mat rukna. I gave her harder. The headboard hit the wall in rhythm.

I pulled out and turned her onto all fours. That round ass looked perfect in the light. I slapped one cheek and watched it jiggle then rubbed the red mark. Spread her open again and pushed back inside from behind. Deeper angle this way. She dropped her face into the pillow and pushed back against me. I grabbed her hips and pounded. The wet sounds filled the room. Her chut made that filthy squelch every thrust and my balls slapped her clit. I reached under and rubbed her swollen button fast. She came again shaking and nearly collapsed but I held her up and kept fucking through the pulsing.

Sweat was running down my chest onto her back. I leaned over and bit her shoulder then whispered in her ear tu meri hai ab every night aisa hi hoga. She nodded messy hair stuck to her face and said haan jo bolte ho karungi. That made me even harder. I pulled out dripping and flipped her again so she was on her back with legs over my shoulders. Full deep plowing. Her eyes rolled a little when I bottomed out each time. I spat on her tits and rubbed it in while slamming. The whole mattress was shifting.

I felt my balls tighten so I slowed and pulled almost free. She whimpered and grabbed my ass trying to pull me back in. I teased the entrance with just the tip then thrust all the way hard. Three four five brutal strokes and I exploded deep inside her. Thick ropes pumping. She felt every pulse and her own walls clenched trying to milk it. I stayed buried grinding slow till the last drop left. When I pulled out a thick white mix of our stuff leaked from her open hole down toward her ass. I watched it for a second then rubbed some back up with my fingers and pushed two back inside her. She moaned lazy and satisfied.

Round Two Zero Rest

We lay sticky for maybe ten minutes drinking water from the bottle on the side table. Then my cock started rising again looking at her wrecked waist and the wet patch under her hips. Meera noticed and laughed soft saying already. I said naya ghar naya maza. She climbed over me this time. Straddled my waist and guided me back into her messy chut. Sore but still so wet and loose from the first load. She sank down full and started riding. Slow circles first then proper up and down. Her tits bounced heavy and I gripped them both squeezing hard enough to leave marks.

She leaned forward hands on my chest and ground her clit against my base. Her hair fell over my face and she whispered kuch aur karna hai kya dirty. I told her turn around reverse. She spun without climbing off which twisted my cock inside her in a good way. Now I had the perfect view of her stretched hole swallowing me and that tight brown star of her gaand winking above. I wet my thumb with spit and pressed it against the small hole. She tensed then pushed back a little accepting. I worked the tip of the thumb inside while she kept riding. Dual full feeling made her shake again.

After she came another time I sat up still inside her and walked us to the edge of the bed. Stood with her legs wrapped around me and bounced her on my cock hard. Gravity helped drive deep. Her arms locked around my neck and she bit my ear saying baahar mat nikalna ab. I walked her against the wall next to the wardrobe and fucked standing. Her back thumped wood each thrust. Sweat glued us together. I carried her back to bed when my legs burned and dropped her chest down ass up again.

This time I focused on the tighter hole. More spit and slow push. Head of my cock pressed and the ring resisted then opened. She screamed into the sheet but stayed still. I fed it slow half way then all. Her gaand gripped like velvet fire. I waited then started shallow strokes getting longer. Meera reached back and spread her own cheeks for me. That trust finished me. I pounded the last stretch and filled her ass with the second load. Thick and hot. When I pulled free both holes leaked and she stayed open panting face down.

We cleaned a little with tissue then fell half asleep tangled. But middle of night she woke me by stroking my cock hard again. No words just her mouth sliding down and sucking me awake. I pulled her up so she straddled my face and I ate her messy mixed holes while she sucked. Then I rolled us and took her missionary one more round slower but deep till we both came soft and long. Dawn light was coming through the curtains when we finally stopped. Sheets ruined sweat everywhere marks on her neck thighs breasts. She looked ruined and happy. I told her kal subah se ghar ka kaam baad mein pehle yeh roz. She just nestled against my chest and said theek hai jo order doge.

That whole first night set the tone for every day after. Meera learned quick what I like rough wet and full access. No more shy new bride act once the door closes. Just pure taking and giving till neither can move. Jaipur nights stay long and we use every hour.

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