I still get hard thinking about that week. Right after the wedding shamiana came down we packed bags and flew out for honeymoon. Family kept smiling and giving stupid advice but all I wanted was to get Neha alone and finally fuck her without someone knocking. This indian honeymoon sex story is just me telling what really went down once the door locked.
We reached Udaipur late afternoon. Taxi guy was talking nonsense about lakes and palaces. I barely listened. Neha sat next to me in that simple salwar she wore for travel and I could see the shape of her tits under the kurta. She kept looking out the window acting shy but her hand rested on my thigh the whole ride. Once or twice she squeezed and I almost lost it in the back seat.
Hotel was decent, not five star fancy but the room had a big bed and a tiny balcony looking over one of the lakes. Boy put the bags down and left. The second the latch clicked I pulled her in. No slow music nonsense. I kissed her hard and she kissed back like she had been waiting months. Her mouth tasted of the mint she was chewing. I pushed the dupatta off and grabbed her ass with both hands. She moaned into my mouth and that sound finished any patience left in me.
Clothes Hit the Floor Before Sunset
I peeled the kurta up over her head. Underneath she had a plain cotton bra, light pink. Her breasts sat heavy in it and the nipples already poked through. I unhooked it fast and took one in my mouth. She held my head and said haan jaan keep sucking like that. I bit a little and she gasped. Meanwhile my free hand went under the salwar and found she was already wet. Fingers slid between her lips easy and she opened her legs more while still standing.
I pushed two fingers inside her and she gripped my shoulders. Fuck Rohan your fingers feel thick she whispered against my ear. I pumped them in and out slow at first then faster. Her juice ran down to my wrist. She started rocking her hips on my hand like she needed more. I pulled the salwar and panty down together and she stepped out of them messy. Now she stood naked in the middle of the room while I still had my shirt half open. I licked my wet fingers and she watched me do it with wide eyes.
She dropped to her knees right there on the carpet. Her hands shook a bit undoing my belt. When my cock sprang out hard she stared for a second then took the head in her mouth. Warm and wet. She sucked shallow first then went deeper till I felt her throat. I held her hair but did not force. She bobbed and made those wet noises and every few seconds she looked up at me. Pre-cum was leaking and she swallowed it with a soft hungh sound. I told her to take it deeper bitch and she actually tried. Gag came but she stayed on it. Spit ran down her chin onto her soft tits.
I pulled her up before I finished too early. Picked her up kind of clumsy and dumped her on the bed. Legs open. Her pussy was shaved neat with just a thin strip. Dark pink and shiny already. I buried my face between her thighs and licked hard. She arched and said oh fuck yes eat me. I sucked her clit and pushed tongue inside as deep as I could. Her thighs locked around my head and she came the first time quick, shaking and muttering random Hindi curses mixed with my name. Fluid got all over my mouth and I kept licking through it.
She Rode Me Till Her Legs Gave Out
I crawled up and wiped my face on her stomach. My cock lined up and I pushed in slow. Tight even after all that wet. She was still scarred from the first times after marriage but now she wanted it rough. I sank all the way and stayed still a second. Full. She wrapped legs around my waist and dug heels into my back. Move now she said. I started thrusting long and deep. Bed made noise. Her breasts bounced under me and I sucked one nipple while pounding. The wet slap slap filled the room.
After some minutes I flipped her. She got on all fours and pushed her ass back. I grabbed her hips and slammed in. She face-planted the pillow and moaned loud. Harder Rohan please destroy it. I did. Skin slapped loud and her ass jiggled every thrust. I spit on her hole and rubbed it with my thumb while fucking her cunt. She shivered and came again hard, walls fluttering around my cock. I kept going through her orgasm till she was dripping down her thighs onto the sheet.
She pushed me onto my back next. Climbed on and sank down facing me. Hands on my chest she started riding. At first controlled then she lost it completely. Bouncing fast, tits jumping, mouth open. The sight of my cock disappearing into her again and again almost ended me. She leaned forward so her nipples brushed my face and I bit them while she ground in circles. I am going to cum again she warned and then her body locked. Juices squirted a little onto my stomach. Warm and sticky.
I held her hips and thrust up from below fast. She just held on and took it. When I felt the boil I pulled her down hard and pumped every drop deep inside her. She stayed seated on me milking it with small movements. we stayed locked like that panting. Cum started leaking out around my cock when she finally lifted off.
Balcony Dare and Second Round Mess
Night was not over. Around ten we ordered room service but barely ate. She wore only my shirt and nothing under. While I was still chewing she came and sat on my lap facing me. Took my hand and put it between her legs. Still slick with both of us. I fingered her lazy then she stood and walked to the balcony door. Curtains half open. Lake lights outside. She bent over the railing a little and looked back. Fuck me here she said quiet.
I stepped behind her and slid in from standing. Cool air on my balls contrasting the heat inside her. I fucked her slow and deep so nobody below would hear too much but she still moaned each time I bottomed out. One hand reached around to rub her clit. She came quiet this time biting her own wrist. I pulled out and shot the next load across her lower back and ass. White streaks under the half dark. She laughed soft and said you marked me properly husband.
We cleaned with a towel and went again on the bed around midnight. This time slower at first. Side by side spooning. I entered her from behind easy because she was so used up and open. Long strokes. Hand cupping her breast. She reached back and held my hip pulling me deeper. Talk dirty she asked. I told her she was my personal whore now and that I would fill her every night of the trip. She clenched hard around me at those words and we both finished close together. My cum mixed with hers ran out when I slipped free.
Morning came and she woke me with her mouth already on my cock. Half hard to full in seconds. She sucked messy till I was dripping then climbed on reverse and rode looking at the lake view. I watched my cock stretch her and her fingers rubbing her own clit hard. She came shaking and I followed soon after pumping another load up into her. We collapsed sticky and laughing a bit at how shameless we had become in under twenty four hours.
Rest of the days followed same pattern. Sightseeing half hearted then back to room. One afternoon I bent her over the bathroom counter with the light on so we both watched in the mirror. I fucked her standing and made her watch her own face when she came. Another night she sat on my face for long minutes till her thighs shook and she almost smothered me with how wet she got. I ate every drop and then put her on her back and pounded till the headboard knocked wall.
She got bolder with hands and mouth every day. Learned how to deep throat better. Learned she liked a finger in her ass while I fucked her pussy. I learned how crazy wet she got when I talked filthy and called her names. By the third night my cock was sore and her pussy was puffy and constantly leaking bits of earlier loads. Still we could not stop. We skipped one full day of outdoors and just ordered food, fucked, slept, fucked again. Shower sex made a mess of water everywhere. Floor sex left rug burns on her knees and my elbows.
Last morning before checkout she got on top slow and looked me dead in the eye while taking every inch. She moved like she was memorizing the feel. When she came she cried a little from how strong it hit and that set me off too. We held each other after with cum cooling between us. No big romantic talk. Just heavy breathing and the knowledge we would keep doing this at home now that the door was open.
Flying back I kept replaying the sounds she made and the way her body took me. Suitcase smelled faintly of sex even after we packed perfume bottles. I knew marriage was going to be filthy and I was fine with that. Every time I see a lake photo from that trip now I get half hard remembering how many times I emptied into her within those walls.