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We were both shocked. She confessed she wants me to be her love, saying she decided after seeing me ‘make out with my mom’. Then she got up and kissed me. We were speechless “Jayshree, I didn’t know you felt this way,” Malini said. “But I am so happy you recorded us.”
Jayshree smiled widely. “What a wonderful bond you two shared” “So, you want to be my love?” I asked. Her desired eyes met mine. “Yes, Shashank. I want to feel that same passion you share.”
She insisted, “You promised your mother you’d marry my daughter; don’t betray us.” I responded, “Now, both of you, mother and daughter, are my responsibility. I will make you both my own, and we will start a family. My mother, I’m sure, will agree to this whole ‘mess’ turning into a family, accepting her fifth unofficial daughter-in-law who also happens to be her sister-in-law.”
I continued ‘But Jayshree, get ready, I want to make love to my new unofficial bride’ She said ‘So you already started calling me by my name’ I said ‘Yes, my love, I will, now you just belong to me’ She said ‘OK, but I don’t have honeymoon clothes.’ My mom said, ‘Don’t worry, we already arranged the clothes for you. I’ll help you wear it. Till then, my boy, you go outside and wait for your bride to get ready.
Jayshree blushed. Malini took her hand. “Come, Jayshree, let’s get you ready now. Shashank,” she told me, “no peeking! We will call you when we are done.” She winked.
I watched them go into the bedroom. My mind was racing. My mom was helping her bhabhi – now my unofficial new bride – get ready for me. It felt crazy, but also very thrilling.
Inside, Malini showed Jayshree a special, very sheer maroon dress. Jayshree’s eyes widened. “Malini, this is… a lot. Are you sure about all this?”
Malini held Jayshree’s shoulders. “Jayshree, I saw how you and Shashank are. He has so much love; one woman is not enough for him. And seeing you both makes me happy in a new way. We are family, always. Now, we are a better family. We are just sharing our happiness, our love, our Shashank.” She kissed Jayshree’s forehead and her nose.
Malini helped Jayshree wear the silky robe and adjusted it to look nice, not too revealing. She touched Jayshree gently. “You look lovely, Jayshree,” Malini said softly. “Your groom is waiting; he must be impatient now.” Malini went to the door, then turned back with a mischievous look.
Then, with a playful smile on her lips, Malini cracked open the door and looked out at me. Her voice could be heard clearly in the hall as she stated, “You are not gonna stop until I open this door”
Her maroon silk robe looked good, like a promise. She was blushing, but now also determined and wanting. Our eyes met. No going back. My heart pounded in the silence. I walked closer to her.
She took a shaky breath and whispered, “Shashank.” Her gaze locked with mine. She remarked, “I felt like I was in a dream.” I said to her, “Then let’s make it a good dream.” She trembled when I touched her soft & warm cheek.
She leaned in, a shaky breath escaping. Her eyes showed fierce desire. She whispered, ‘You promised to make love to your new bride.” I touched her cheek and remarked, “I always keep my promises, my love.” The tension was strong. I leaned in slowly, giving her a chance to move away, but she came forward to meet me.
First soft, then deep and hungry, we began kissing. Her soft mouth yielded, and she sighed. I put my hand around her waist and drew her in. I could feel the heat of her body through her clothing.
She tried to take my shirt off. I broke the kiss to help. She reached for her robe as I unbuttoned my shirt.
“Let me,” I said in a rough, lustful whisper. I took charge and untied the knot gradually. Her breasts became visible. I pulled the robe down, and it fell to her feet.
She stood naked in front of me. She looked so beautiful. My eyes went over her body, her curves. Her nipples were standing up. “Jayshree,” I said, “you are simply too beautiful.”
“A faint blush and a soft gasp escaped her. ‘You too, Shashank,’ she whispered, her eyes dropping to my briefs and my visible erection.”
I extended my hand and traced the line of her ribs before circling her breast and going upward. Her breath caught. I leaned in to taste her skin, kiss her neck, and get a quiet groan out of her throat. After lowering my mouth to stroke her deep cut, I eventually took one of her nipples in my mouth.
She was shocked, and I trembled too. She pushed me closer, arching into me, her fingers tangled in my hair. I sucked slowly and steadily, gently at first, then more forcefully, teasing with my tongue. An increase of pleasure rose as her moans grew louder. “Oh my god, yes, Shashank.”
I alternated between her breasts, sucking, licking, and teasing until her nipples were hard nubs and aching for more. After moving over her upper body and down to the cosy layer between her legs, my fingers traced the gentle curve of her waist.
“Look at you,” I murmured against her skin, my voice thick. “So wet already.” My fingers brushed lightly against the soft hair at her core, and another moan was loud this time.
I knelt slowly in front of her. Her eyes widened in awe and desire. Before lowering my head to kiss the delicate folds of her vulva, I gave her one last glance. She clutched my shoulders and gasped.
I tasted her and felt the slippery moisture that already covered her as my tongue moved over her outer lips. Her sweet, musky, alluring scent drove me crazy. I found her clitoris, a tiny pearl of pleasure, and started to tease it—gently at first, then more firmly.
“Oh, oh, god, Shashank,” she sighed, her legs trembling. As I enjoyed her answers, I continued to lick her. My tongue worked its magic, circling, lapping, flicking, and retracting a few times before returning with renewed energy.
Her hips started to curve as her body pulsed against my face, a primitive rhythm taking over. Her guttural screams and breathlessness were the result of her uncontrollable groans. “Please… please, my darling… faster…”
As I obeyed, my tongue became a never-ending source of pleasure. Her body was tense, and her nails were digging into my shoulders; the bed started to creak. “You’re so good, Jayshree,” I mumbled, my voice muffled against her. “So fucking hot.”
A sharp breath caught in her throat as she tensed. Then the room was filled with a long, strong cry that broke free. Her hips pressed firmly against me as her legs started to shake violently. She just melted onto me as I reached to steady her, utterly engrossed in a powerful orgasm that left her trembling and out of breath.
She leaned her forehead against mine and whispered, “God,” her breath still coming in ragged gasps. “I.. I’ve never…”
“It’s just the beginning,” I promised, my desire now a roaring inferno. I pushed her down onto a plush bed. She lay stretched out like a goddess, her eyes still fuzzy from post-orgasmic bliss.
With my erection straining, pulsing, and aching for release, I quickly undressed, removing my remaining clothes. I slid between her legs, knelt, and looked over her, taking everything in. She gave me a silent invitation as her heavy-lidded eyes met mine.
“You want it, my love?” I gripped my hard cock and asked. She said in a whisper. “Give it to me, Shashank. Please.”
Pressed against her, I gave her a passionate kiss. Her hands found and wrapped around my penis, squeezing and caressing it. Her touch began light, then became confident, firm, and knowing.
Her hand kept up its enchanted work, drawing slow, long strokes that drew me to the edge and then withholding just enough to hold me there, suspended in terrible pleasure. To add to the beautiful torture, her other hand found my balls and gently cupped them. My body shook as I gritted my teeth in an attempt to contain myself. “Jayshree… you’re going to make me come with just your hand, you beautiful bitch.”
She said, a low, throaty sound. “Is that so bad, my darling? Want to see how long you can last?” Her fingers tightened, then released, then tightened again, her thumb circling the head of my dick, teasing the sensitive ridge. “You feel so good, Shashank. So hard and hot.”
I groaned, my hips bucking into her hand. “God, Jayshree, don’t play with me like this… not when I’m already so close.”
She leaned up slightly, her face close to my straining erection, her breath warm against the tip. “Are you almost there, my love?”
“Almost isn’t good enough right now. You’re torturing me.” I gasped
Her knowing smile was wicked. She sped up, her hand pushing me deeper. Pre-cum slicked her fingers.
She slowed, almost unbearably, just when I thought I couldn’t hold back any longer. She worked on the very tip, a tender touch that hurt my pain. Her voice was a sensual salve as she whispered, “No, not yet.” “I want to do something else first.”
She sat up, her gaze locking onto mine. I didn’t need words. I knew.
Her dark hair cascaded around her like a silken curtain as she slowly lowered her head. My heart was pounding. I felt a new wave of chills as her warm, humid breath moved over my length. Her lips parted, and I watched in awe.
She started with a soft, playful flick of her tongue against the tip that went straight to the heart. I groaned and bent over her. Her tongue grew bolder and then circled the tip, enveloping me in warmth and moisture. I didn’t push her away; instead, I grabbed her hair to keep her close as pleasure threatened to take over.
“Oh, God, Jayshree,” I choked out.
She drew me in, her lips slowly encircling the pulsing, hot head before lowering them until the first inch of my shaft was covered in her mouth’s lovely warmth. Her suction was gentle but firm. She moved her head up and down, a slow, deliberate rhythm that promised pure bliss.
“You’re with my hands”, I whispered, still with my hands in her hair. “You’re amazing.” She hesitated, her eyes bright and dark as she gazed up at me.
“Am I pleasing you, my darling?” she murmured, her lips still parted around my cock “More than you know,” I breathed, pulling her head gently back down. “Don’t stop.”
She didn’t. Her rhythm, her mouth was a hot, wet heaven, her tongue a master of sensation. Until I felt the warm tickle of her throat, she carried me further than I had imagined. My hips lifted off the bed as my body bucked.
Her quiet noises, a mix of pleasure and effort, and our erratic breathing were the only sounds in the room. She drew back slightly, then rushed forward again, her movement deep and deliberate, and I moaned.
I was slick and coated from her relentless lips and storm tongue. After becoming entangled in her hair, my hands moved to hold her head, drawing her nearer while pleading with her to take more in silence. My body hummed with anticipation, and I was on the edge, trembling. My thighs shook.
She sensed my nearing climax, her pace quickening, her suction intensifying. She began to pump me more, her throat opening wider, her whole body committed to bringing me over. “Oh, God… Jayshree… yes… yes… don’t stop… I’m…”
My vision exploded in orgasmic bliss. I emptied myself into her mouth. Her throat worked, swallowing, taking every last drop of me. I flexed, my back arching, my body rigid, lost in the earth-shattering release.
Until the last shake passed, she sucked me dry. She slowly raised her head, her lips glistening and her cheeks slightly flushed. She looked up at me with heavy-lidded eyes and a victorious smile on her lips.
“Did my love find his satisfaction?” Leaning forward to plant a kiss on the tip of my now-softening penis, she asked in a breathy voice.
“More than good,” I whispered, pulling her up onto the bed, cradling her against my chest. My body still thrummed with the aftershocks of the most incredible orgasm of my life. “That was… everything.” I kissed her forehead, “Now,” I murmured, my voice thick with lingering desire, tracing the curve of her hip, “it’s time to make good on my promise.”
I traced the curve of her hip and whispered, “Now, it’s time to fulfill my promise,” my voice heavy with lingering desire.
Her lips stretched slowly and gently in a smile that said a thousand words. I saw an answering fire, a deep understanding, in her eyes as they met mine, still heavy with the fog of my release.
I felt the soft touch of her thigh against my still-sensitive skin as she moved, her body silky against mine. Her light weight settled perfectly as I rolled, bringing her easily on top of me. Her fingers splayed over my heart’s fast beat as soon as they touched my chest, then slid up to cup my face.
Her breath was warm and sweet as she sighed, “Mmm, my Shashank.” “You always follow your promises
I held her hips tighter and whispered, “Especially to you, Jayshree,” as I felt her belly gently push against mine. As I led her slowly and carefully, I looked into her eyes, which were dark and full of skills. Slick and ready from the previous ministrations, I pushed against her entrance as she gasped, taking a sharp breath.
“Oh, God,” she whimpered, arching her back slightly, her hips tilting. Her fingers tightened in my hair, pulling gently. “Yes… harder, Shashank… please.”
I didn’t require any more motivation. I gave her a single, powerful thrust that caused her throat to groan. Her entire body grew exquisitely warm as it tensed and then relaxed around me. My head reeled from the electric, overwhelming, deep, resonant pleasure.
“You feel amazing. I gritted my teeth and said, Darling,” closing my eyes and concentrating on the sensation.
I shivered as she moved, first slowly and then hesitantly shaking her hips. Her rhythm then matched mine, a steady, deliberate pound that grew more comfortable and powerful. Her head fell back, her dark hair falling over her shoulders, and her eyes were closed. Every time she slid up, she let out a soft sigh.
“This… this is how it should be,” she gasped, her voice strained, but laced with pure bliss. “Not like that… that namard husband of mine. He never… never knew how to make a woman feel like this. Just poke-poke and done with it, always! Useless man! Twenty years of nothing, and you, my innocent boy… You make me forget everything.”
I was inspired by her words, which were honest and tinged with a lifetime of irritation. I thrust into her, meeting every thrust, and our bodies found a primal, desperate rhythm.
I urged her to forget everything, Jayshree, as I pushed her deeper and higher onto me while tilting her hips with my hands around her waist. “Forget everything, Jayshree. Forget him. You’re mine tonight. Only mine.”
“Oh, God, yes! “Yours!” she said, her body bending and twisting against me as her voice became more intense. Her groans grew louder, wilder, a mingling of release and pleasure that filled the room.. “Harder, Shashank! Yes! Make me feel it! Uff! So good… so good!”
I buried my face in her neck and inhaled her scent, feeling her heart pound against my chest. She tensed her tense, warm muscles around me, as if to push me over the edge again. A delicious pressure coiling in my gut, I could feel the familiar heat building.
“Shashank… Oh, God, I’m going to” She moaned. Gentle, helpless shakes began to run through her, and she shook. A series of sharp, deep cries escaped her as her breath caught. “Oh! Ohhh! Bas! Oh, God… yes… yes… aaaaaaah!”
Waves of pure pleasure swept over us both as her climax engulfed me. She squeezed and milked every last sensation as her body grew tighter around mine. As my release drew near, I groaned and felt a wave of vital, untouchable lust wash over me. With a final deep thrust, my roar of release was muffled against her shoulder as I poured myself into her.
With our bodies drenched in sweat and our hearts beating tirelessly together against one another, we fell, caught and out of breath. Her breathing slowed but remained shallow as Jayshree lay stretched out over me, her head nestled into the bend of my neck. I held her close, feeling the afterglow of her orgasm, one hand caressing her hair, the other resting lightly on her lower back.
“Honey, was that sufficient?” I whispered, a playful echo of her words.
She glanced up, a slow, satisfied smile on her lips, her eyes still heavy-lidded. “More than good, Shashank,” she murmured, her voice husky. “You know… that bloody dick head husband never made me feel like this. Not once in twenty years. Not even close. You, my boy… You make me feel… alive. Truly alive.” She pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “And now… now I’m famished.”