Previous Part: Rendezvous with Desire: Suhagraat – Part 2
This is the third and final part of my first story.
I am getting back to the story from where we left off. We embraced each other and started rolling all along the bed, kissing each other. We were engrossed in holding and kissing each other. If not for the pillows lining the bed, we would have knocked our bodies against the bed frame.
Both of us gave each other multiple hickeys this time. The kissing continued for another 10 minutes. Then we came to a halt facing each other while lying on our sides. I was starting to get wet in my pussy, and Rohit’s dick had started to get erect again.
Rohit started fingering me with his left hand while I lay on top of his right hand facing him. At the same time, I started stroking his dick with my hands. We were giving each other handjobs while kissing each other. We were taking deep breaths. Our breathing and our hand strokes got synchronized once again.
His palm was brushing against my clitoris while he fingered my pussy. This further got me aroused, and my pussy started dripping. He had three of his fingers inside my pussy by the time I managed to get his dick completely erect. His penis was throbbing and ready to go.
My pussy was overflowing with juices and was begging for his dick. I stopped kissing Rohit, looked him in the eyes lustfully and said, “Fuck me, Rohit, fuck me now. I want you in me.”
As soon as my words hit Rohit’s ears, he jumped up and went to the bedside drawer. He pulled out a box of Kamasutra dotted condoms and was about to open the box when he saw me shaking my head. I was shaking my head sideways.
I said, “I want you in me. RAW.”
As soon as he heard this, his eyes glistened, and a sly smile ran across his face. Seeing this, I giggled. A moment later, he started to speak and said, “What if…,” wondering about the risk of pregnancy.
But before he could say the rest of the words, I impatiently blurted out, “It’s not that time of the month, don’t worry, stop wasting time. Just come and fuck me. I want to feel your manhood inside my pussy.”
Hearing this, he threw the box of condoms away and came towards me. I pulled a couple of pillows towards me and placed one below my lower back and one behind my head. Next, I spread my legs, giving an open invitation to my pussy.
Rohit wasted no time jumping onto the bed and kneeling between my two legs. He then spread my legs further apart and positioned himself and me so that he could enter me with ease. Holding his dick with his right hand, he placed it over my pussy.
He made a couple of strokes, brushing my clitoris with the dick but not entering my pussy. This further got me excited but also impatient.
I said, “Rohit, I have been waiting for this moment for nearly two years now. I can’t contain it any longer. Fill my pussy with your dick. Fuck me, baby.”
Rohit then put his penis over my pussy and slowly inserted his dick. My pussy was tight, and his cock did not slide in easily. So Rohit tried to insert it bit by bit. He started working his hips, and 3-4 strokes later, my pussy widened, allowing his dick to enter.
On the 5th stroke, his entire dick entered my pussy, and his balls slapped against my crotch.
*Thup!*
I let out a shriek when Rohit’s long hard dick entered my pussy completely, “Aah.” I felt the joyous pain of lovemaking. I moaned loudly and clutched the bed cover, still wincing in pain. At that very moment, our marriage was solemnized by the union of our bodies.
The essence of suhagraat was achieved. Rohit became mine, and I became his in every sense. Rohit fell on top of me. He held my hands, interlocking our fingers and placed his mouth over mine. His dick was still in me, and then Rohit started to work his hips.
He would pull back till only the head of the penis was inside me. Then he would thrust forward till his entire dick was in me. His balls slapped against my butt. In. Out. In. Out. It continued. After about 10-15 strokes, the initial pain started to subside, and the pleasure began to build.
I started to complement his strokes by lightly thrusting my hip up and down. Rohit, sensing that he no longer needed to hold me down, let go of my hands. He moved onto, squeezing my boobs and kissing my neck while continuing to pound my pussy with his rock-hard dick.
I could sense another orgasm building up. He was kissing my neck, hands squeezing my boobs and dick pounding my pussy was giving me pleasures that cannot be put into words. My entire body was overwhelmed with the pleasure he was giving me.
We continued in the missionary position for another 3-4 minutes. I was about to achieve my second orgasm of the night. I put my legs around his waist and motioned him to go deeper. With every moan, I shouted, “Faster… faster.. faster.. faster….”
He picked up the pace of his strokes and also started rubbing my clitoris with his right hand. My excitement was uncontrollable. I dug my nails into Rohit’s back, leaving behind scratch marks. After each stroke, the bedroom was engulfed with my erotic sounds.
Sweat started dripping from his forehead and fell over my body. Yet he did not stop, nor did he decrease his pace. He soldiered on, and a quick 20 strokes later, it happened. I climaxed for the second time. I let out a long, “Yes,” and managed a difficult, “Thank you for that, love,” still on the high of the orgasm.
Rohit pulled out his dick. It was still hard and raring to go. I motioned Rohit to lie down. I was yet to compose myself from that exceptional release completely and couldn’t yet speak. He lay down and started to stroke his dick. I gave him a stern look and swatted his hand away.
I was now back to my senses completely. I stroked his dick a couple of times took it in my mouth a couple of times. With his dick all lubed up again, I crouched over Rohit’s body with my legs on either side of him while facing him. I took his dick with my right hand and inserted it into my pussy.
A couple of tries later, the dick entered my pussy. I started to bounce up and down on his dick. Cowgirl position. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down. I took Rohit’s hands and placed his right hand over my left boob and his left hand over my right boob.
He started squeezing them once again while I bounced up and down on his dick. There was a rhythmic sound each time my butt cheeks slapped against his thighs as I bounced up and down. His dick did slip out a couple of times, but I quickly inserted it back.
While he squeezed my boobs and nipples, I ran my hands all over my hair and put on a show for Rohit. We continued in this position for another 4 minutes. Rohit exclaimed that he was about to cum. I stopped my bouncing, held a finger over his mouth and said, “Not yet, hold on a little longer.”
Rohit squeezed his glutes and tried to delay his climax. I got up and asked Rohit to also get down from the bed. This little break allowed Rohit to delay his climax. He looked bemused and was wondering why I didn’t let him finish.
What I did next gave him all the answers, and his bewildered look turned into sheer excitement. I climbed on the bed and walked on all fours towards the bed’s headrest. I placed my right hand on top of the headrest, followed by my left hand.
Next, I gripped the headrest with my hands and held on tight. I bent forward a little and swiftly flipped my head back so that my hair fell over my back. Then, I jutted out my ass a little higher than my back and motioned Rohit towards my ass with a head nod. I was waiting for him in the doggy style.
Most of the candles had burned down, and only four remained. Yet, the desire in our groins was burning brighter than ever. Rohit understood what I wanted. He quickly climbed onto the bed. He went on his knees, slapped my butt cheeks, gave each of them a kiss and bit my right butt cheek.
I said, “take me from behind. Fuck my pussy. Rail me hard.” Rohit did just that. He inserted his dick in me. He started slowly but increased his pace with every thrust. He was holding me by my waist. But as the momentum of the thrusts increased, he moved on to hold me by my shoulders.
I was getting exactly what I hoped for. I was getting railed by my husband on our first night. Both of us were moaning loudly. His baritone voice was booming, and my voice had more pitch. As the momentum of the thrusts grew, my body started shaking.
So Rohit bent forward and held the bed for better grip. He did so by placing his hands over mine. My hands started to hurt a little due to his strong grip, but the pain was negligible compared to the pleasure I got from each thrust.
With the force with which Rohit was railing me, the four-poster bed started to shake, and the bed frame was striking against the wall. The slight rightward bend of Rohit’s dick was hitting the right spot in my pussy. I was close to my third climax of the night.
Never had I had multiple orgasms before, let alone a third one.
Just then, Rohit shouted, “I’m going to cum.” I was not there yet, so I shouted back, saying, “Not yet. Please, just a little longer, honey.” Rohit held on but increased his speed. This was good for me.
I said, “Faster, just a few more strokes.”
Rohit did not disappoint. He further increased his speed, and about 10 strokes later, I reached my climax. I shouted, “Yes. Now. I’m cumming.” With that, even Rohit shouted, saying, “I’m going to cum too.” With one final thrust, both of us orgasmed in unison.
We both made erotic sounds as Rohit ejaculated into my pussy, filling it with his warm semen. My body was overcome with euphoria. For a few moments, time stood still. I was oblivious to my surroundings. It took a moment for me to get back to my senses.
When I regained my composure, I was lying flat on the bed on my stomach, and Rohit was on top of me. His dick was still inside my pussy, but it had turned flaccid. His warm semen flowed out of my pussy and made a pool on the bed. Both of us were completely spent.
There was sweat dripping from our bodies, but we were completely satisfied. We were riding the high of our orgasms. The last of the candles had finished burning, and the moonlight was the only bright light engulfing the room.
Rohit kissed my upper back and whispered into my right ear, saying, “That was fun!” I replied, “A lot of fun,” and gave a single pat on his right cheek with my right hand. He then rolled over to my right side and let out a sigh.
I glanced at the wall clock. It showed that it was 7 minutes to 10 PM. My mind was completely blank. All I could think of was the sexual exploits of the last hour and a half. I was now crazy about Rohit and longed for his dick. I vowed to worship his dick for the rest of my life.
Just as I was thinking about all this, Rohit got up and went to the bathroom. He peed and came back into the bedroom. He then went towards the french doors, slid it open, and returned a minute or so later. But he did not close the doors. He walked towards me, still naked and sat down next to me.
He caressed my hair. He moved the loose hair strands from over my face and tucked them behind my ear. He planted a soft kiss on my forehead and said, “That was so hot. I love you, Tanu.”
I held his hand, kissed his palms and replied, “I love you too, babe. This is the best night of my life.” Rohit smiled, winked at me and said, “The best night of your life… yet! Let’s make sure we add more such nights.”
Saying so, he pulled me up and slid his left arm below my neck and slid his right arm under my thighs. He lifted me and carried me outside in his arms. Both of us were completely naked. He walked across the deck and climbed down into the pool, still holding me.
I wrapped my hands around Rohit’s neck and closed my eyes, expecting the water to be cold. My butt cheeks and heels were the first parts of my body to contact the water. But surprisingly, the water was warm. It struck me then that he had gone out earlier to turn on the heater for the pool.
He loosened the grip of his right hand and let me down gently into the pool. The warm water was exactly what our bodies needed after our sexual exploits. My body was entirely submerged from the neck down. The chill wind from the ocean was caressing my face while the warm water was soothing my body.
We stood next to each other. My right hand held his left hand. We looked out at the calm sea basking in the moonlight. We emptied the champagne bottle that we had opened earlier, drinking straight from the bottle. After that, Rohit pulled me closer, and I got in front of him and leaned back on his body.
He held me across my stomach as we enjoyed the warm waters of the pool. At about 10.45 PM, we walked back into the room and dried ourselves with towels. It was then that it dawned upon us that we were famished. We called room service and ordered some food and drinks.
We wrapped the bathrobes around ourselves and sat talking while waiting for our meal. When the food arrived, Rohit picked it up from the main door. We ate the food, freshened up and got ready for bed. It was 11.40 PM by the time we decided to sleep.
I disrobed and went to bed naked. I removed the bed cover drenched in our bodily fluids and snuck under the duvet cover. Rohit, too disrobed and got under the duvet. He brushed up against my back and started spooning me. I was so tired that I didn’t even realize when I drifted off to sleep.
The next thing I knew, rays of sunshine were striking at my face. I opened my eyes and looked at the time, still squinting. It was 10 AM. Rohit was still sleeping. We had a flight to catch for our honeymoon from Delhi at 11 PM that night. But our flight out from Panaji to Delhi was at 5 PM.
I realized that we had enough time to make it to our flight as long as we got out of bed by 11.30 AM. I decided to give a special wake-up call to Rohit. I snuck under the duvet and crawled till I reached what I was looking for. I stroked his flaccid penis a couple of times till it started to get hard and increase in size.
Rohit, oblivious to what I was doing, was still sleeping. I felt happy and started to work my mouth around his dick. Slowly the dick grew hard and erected. Rohit, too started to twitch in his sleep. I moved ahead and started to give him a blowjob.
I had truly meant it when I had vowed to worship this magnificent manhood my husband possessed. Just as his dick turned fully erect and hard, Rohit woke up and pulled away from the duvet cover. He saw his newlywed wife servicing his cock.
I looked up into his eyes, felt elated at the sight of his amused look and continued with the blowjob. Rohit relaxed, leaned back, closed his eyes and started to enjoy his morning surprise. After another 5 minutes of blowing him, he climaxed and came into my mouth.
After swallowing my bed ‘shake,’ I wiped my mouth and said, “Good morning, husband of mine. How did you like your wake-up call?” He got up and said, “I think I’m starting to like this married lifestyle,” and kissed me.
We laughed and went about with our morning errands and getting ready for our honeymoon. All the while sneaking in a kiss or butt squeeze now and then.
This was the story of my Suhaagraat. I don’t ever want to forget a single moment from that night, nor do I think I shall ever. Those memories are etched into my consciousness for all eternity.
This was the first story. I shall return with another raunchy tale of what happened on our way to our honeymoon. Feel free to provide your feedback at [email protected].