Hello everyone, how are you? I am Dev. I am 33 years old. I am from Sambalpur, Odisha. I had written a few stories for this website earlier. But due to the unavailability of time, I couldn’t carry on. So here I am now, with a brand-new start.
This series is all about me and my Indian wife. I have been married for nine years now. And I am still very happy. Not just the normal kind of happy, but happy to the very core of my soul. I am blessed with a son and a daughter. My daughter is 7 years old, and my son is 3 years old.
My wife and I together decided to write down our life’s journey. I was 25 years old when I got married. And my wife was 28 years old. Yup, my wife is three years older than I am. She uses her extra three years very cleverly to get an upper hand in our married life.
I have no complaints, because she never used it unfairly. But she does use it in a sexy way. We were family friends. Both our parents and siblings were close to each other. Both my wife and I went to the same school, the same college, and also to the same institute. She was my senior in all the situations.
Whether it be any occasion, our families used to be together. Just for maintaining a little bit of confidentiality, I would like to address my wife as Payal. My name has been hidden for privacy, too. Maybe people who know us personally might be reading this.
I know some people would think What’s the big deal in revealing a name. So many people share the same respective names. But in case your luck has waved you goodbye. All those people will automatically drift apart. And you will be standing all alone, red-handed.
Jokes apart, it feels just right to stay safe, correct? Now, because Payal and I have been together since childhood, we are very close to each other. We were best friends. Everyone around us knew that. Our parents, too, knew that very well.
Even after we both stepped into our adulthood, our parents never stopped us from being together. It was obvious to our family members that these two are more than just friends. You know how parents are, right? If they see you with a girl a lot, they will immediately assume that you love that girl.
I never had any idea that Payal loved me. Our friendship was deep and strong. But I never allowed myself to believe that Payal could ever fall in love with me. I always maintained a down-to-earth mentality. Never stepped out of boundaries, for fear that someone might get hurt.
I just did my stuff, kept working hard, and enjoyed life without letting it get complicated. And now, after all these years of my marriage, I feel that my little good deeds were rewarded to me, in the form of a very good soul-mate, my loving wife.
Payal was a pretty girl. She had a wheatish complexion, and I just loved her curly hair. She is neither tall nor short, just somewhere in between. She was voluptuous, with wide hips. She is very smart and intelligent. And I really mean this.
Her decisions and solutions used to be so crisp and clear that I really had to give a couple of hats off to her. Such an intelligent girl fell in love with me? Well, all I can say is, love is blind indeed. She always had this lovely vibe in her personality. She always looked energetic and full of life.
But she used to take her responsibilities and work very seriously. During her work, she used to be very serious. Even I hesitated to disturb her during her work. Who knows how she might react? And at other times, you will see a very jolly and bubbly kind of personality in her.
A fair combination of seriousness and fun, I would say. This continued straight away till the day we got married. Payal was the one who proposed to me. I myself could have gone for the proposal first. But I was taking my time to know what was going on in her mind for me.
But before that, she released her flaming arrows of love, straight to my heart. Her love-filled arrows pierced through my heart, and her love wounded me. Both our parents came to know about us, and they had no objection at all. Maybe all these years of closeness resulted in building that level of trust.
We finally got happily married. And now, the real journey starts. All the traditional ceremonies were carried out well. After being through every ceremonial ritual, finally we were tied by the strings of love and commitment. After everything was over, the time had come for our first night together.
After being engaged to each other, there was a gap of three months till our wedding. We just kissed each other for those three months. Making out with each other hornily for hours. Payal wanted our first sex to be special. So, we both agreed to go for it after our wedding.
I still fail to figure out how people are able to have sex on their wedding night. That too after going through such a long, hectic day. So, in my mind, I was thinking that there was no way we could make our first sex on our wedding night special.
I would be snoring soundly in my sleep out of exhaustion on my wedding night. These were my thoughts. What was going through Payal’s mind? I had no clue. The sun was down, and darkness had taken over. We reached my home and found the interior decoration quite appealing.
There was no one in the house, obviously. They all left us alone to celebrate our wedding night. I was really exhausted, I won’t lie. Payal seemed drained of energy, too. We have been together since our childhood. But that evening, she was really shy.
Oh man, I just loved it. These feminine gestures of a woman just kill me. We both sat on the couch. I asked her.
Dev – Want something to drink? A cup of coffee, or something chilled?
Payal – No, it’s fine.
She was so shy that she was not even replying properly. I was loving every moment of it. I was willingly planning for some serious leg-pulling regarding this thing later on. Even after being such a confident and intelligent girl, she was so shy on our wedding night.
I stood up and lent my hand to her. She took my hand and stood up. I said to her.
Dev – Let’s have a look at our bedroom. The drawing room decorations were impressive. But will they be able to impress us with the bedroom stuff? What do you think?
Payal – Just shut up.
She said it with a lot of shyness. The girl who has been convincing me of a lot of things with her confident personality. And also sometimes by being stubborn, too. Now that same girl was completely nervous in front of me. Oh man, I was really going to have a very good time by teasing her later on.
We both moved towards the bedroom, and I just turned the doorknob open. I wasn’t disappointed at all. I looked at Payal, and she too had a look of appreciation on her pretty face. We both stepped in and just ran our eyes around the entire room. It was indeed very spectacular.
And of course, the king-sized bed was showered with rose petals scattered all over. She sat on the bed, and I sat beside her. I exhaled deeply and said to her.
Dev – Okay then, I am just going to grab a can of energy drink from the refrigerator. You want one?
She hit me a bit hard on my left arm. She was looking at me with a fake anger on her face. I could clearly see that she was hiding a smile behind her fake angry expression. I was really confused about why she hit me. Within a fraction of a second, I just recalled what I said to her a few moments ago.
As soon as I understood the reason, I said.
Dev – Hey, no. Not like that. Hey, you dirty piece of mind. I want to have an energy drink because I am exhausted from this day’s hectic schedule. Not for that reason.
I said that with a bit of annoyance in my voice. But in that situation, I think it seemed very comical and funny. Because I saw Payal giggling a bit. I looked at her again and said with a slight mischievous smile.
Dev – I didn’t have those thoughts in my mind for sure. But it seems like you are very much interested in that. So, if you want that, then how can I deny my lovely wife, right?
She smiled shyly and turned her face away from me. She was sitting at my right. I made her face me and said.
Dev – What happened now? Changed your mind?
She was not looking into my eyes. Her shyness was stirring my excitement more and more. What exactly made this situation more enjoyable for me was that Payal was a bang-on confident girl. Upon that, she was exceptionally intelligent.
The girl with this kind of deadly combination was dying out of shyness right in front of me. She was really nervous. I then said to her.
Dev – Okay. I am really dying of thirst, my dear. So, I am heading right to the kitchen. You really don’t want anything to drink?
Finally, she looked at me and said.
Payal – A cup of black coffee will be fine.
Dev – Coffee? Okay. It seems you want to be awake all night. What are your plans, you evil cat?
She smiled and just pushed me away. I laughingly stormed out of the room and headed towards the kitchen. The 350 ml can of energy drink was nicely chilled. I prefer it completely chilled, actually. Tastes damn good in that temperature. I started preparing her coffee.
She usually prefers strong coffee. So, I just went for it. I grabbed both the drinks and walked towards the bedroom. She was sitting in the same spot, in the very same posture. My goodness, I didn’t care about our first night sex anymore. All I wanted now was to chase away her shyness.
It seemed like some spirit of shyness had possessed her. I was seeing this side of her for the very first time. I have been with her for my entire life. Never saw her this nervous. We casually started sipping our respective drinks. I asked her if the coffee was too strong. She said, No, it’s fine.
She didn’t talk much. Actually, she didn’t talk at all. She was only replying to me, that’s all. I said to myself in my mind, Enough is enough. Just let me finish my drink. I will chase that spirit of shyness away somewhere and bring the real Payal back to life.
After we finished, I took her coffee mug and left the room. I took a deep breath and entered the room. She was still sitting, looking so very adorable in her wedding saree. It was a lavender silk saree, with a black and golden border blended into each other.
She was wearing a matching blouse with sleeves reaching up to her forearms. Neither would I lie, nor would I exaggerate. She looked so beautiful, so adorable, and so very feminine in that saree. I felt like my heart was melting. A silent shiver ran through every cell of my body.
She saw me looking at her. Her shyness complemented her smile, and she looked all the more beautiful. I approached her slowly and cupped her face with my hands. I looked at her and smiled. I very gently pushed her backwards and made her lie flat on the bed. I moved on top of her.
My face was inches away from her face, and my lips just before her lips. I had always loved her thick lips. They looked very ripe and juicy. And with a layer of lip gloss, oh man, just so damn tempting.
Dev – Nervous?
I said to her with a smile.
Payal – Dev, I love you so much. I have longed for this moment forever. I have waited for this day for a very long time. Out of nervousness, I don’t want to look stupid in front of you. I don’t want to ruin our first night together. This is the most special night of my life. I am really feeling shy, dev.
I just looked at her and smiled. This girl was my life partner, my soul mate. Even if she does something silly, I don’t care. I will love her all the more.
Dev – I am still astonished. I still can’t believe that a tigress like you is feeling shy in front of me.
I teasingly said it to her. She made her eyes a bit big and gave me a look that I still remember to this day. She made a mischievous face, accompanied by a hidden smile.
Dev – In fact, I should be the one to get nervous, before a predator like you.
Her hands were on both sides of my lats. She pinched me hard with her right fingers. I screamed a bit and said.
Dev – Hey, why did you do that?
Payal – Because I am a predator, right? It’s obvious for predators like me to do that. Isn’t it?
Finally, at last, I saw the expression that belonged to the real Payal. Now I was dealing with the girl whom I actually married. The tigress finally woke up from her sleep.
Dev – Yes, you are damn right that you are a predator. I am eagerly waiting for this predator to prey on my lips. So why don’t you show me the way a tigress kisses?
Her expression said it all. She looked at me with such a seductive hunger that my cock started stirring in my underwear. She just looked into my eyes with the same hunger for a few seconds, and then it happened. She grabbed the back of my hair, and just mashed her lips onto my lips.
She kissed me with such hunger and passion that even I was surprised for a moment. She was going on kissing me passionately. I was doing my best to match her hunger and passion. I just loved the way she was moving her tongue in my mouth as if she wanted to taste each and every crevice of my mouth.
Her saliva felt so warm in my mouth. It tasted so juicy. Copious amounts of her saliva were being slurped into my mouth. Her lips, mouth, tongue, saliva, and the heat that I was feeling from her mouth just made me keep kissing her more and more.
This was not some stranger girl. This was my wife. Not just my body, but my entire soul was reacting to her kiss. My love for her was encouraging me to kiss her with all I had. I was kissing her with all my might. Her one hand was busy grabbing the back of my hair.
And the other hand was roaming all around my back, pulling me hard against her. My right hand was caressing her bare waist. Her waist was so soft and smooth. We both were making out hungrily and passionately. We might have kissed each other for maybe five minutes or more. I don’t know.
But I was just lost in that magical kiss. We broke our kiss and looked at each other. We both were gasping for breath. Oh my gosh, she looked so beautiful and sexy.
Dev – Whoa! You were really hungry for my lips, it seems. You just took my breath away.
Out of shyness, she just buried her face into my neck and hugged me. I laughed, and then smiled. I broke the hug and looked at her.
Dev – Your lipstick is spoiled, sweety.
Payal – It’s your fault.
Dev – I don’t regret it. I am willing to repeat this fault again and again for my entire life.
Payal – You are shameless.
Dev – Anything, and everything for you.
Again, she gave me that look, which meant something like, Enough of this shy thing and all. Just ravish me on this bed right now. That look in her eyes was causing my cock to rise from its sleep. Out of nowhere, an idea crossed my mind. I smiled at her and got off her.
I stretched out my hand for her. She looked at me for a second and then took my hand. I made her stand, and brought her in front of the full-length mirror. A comfortable chair with armrests was placed right in front of that mirror. I made her sit on that chair.
I knelt in front of her, and kept both my hands on either of her knees. She was looking so lovely in that lavender silk saree. Lavender is one of my favourite colours. And she knew it too. She intentionally wore this saree for me or not? I had no idea.
I leaned forward, kissed her lips softly, and started descending towards her lower body. I kissed her neck and her collarbone. Her breath picked up a bit. Then I just buried my face into her bosom, through her saree pallu itself. She gasped softly.
The odour of her sweat, along with her perfume, was hitting my nostrils hard. It smelled sexy. I moved lower and saw her waist. Her wheatish complexion complemented her fleshy waist so well.
I wanted to see her navel too. I slid her saree pallu aside, which was covering her waist. Her navel was deep and shapely. Payal was a voluptuous woman. She had the right amount of flesh, in all the right places. I started showering soft kisses all around her belly.
She started moaning now. Her moaning encouraged me to keep delivering kisses, eagerly onto her waist. It would have been a serious crime if I had not played with her sexy, deep navel. I kissed her navel. She groaned softly and offered her waist more to me. I started licking her navel.
Her groans and gasps kept increasing. I then shoved my tongue into her navel. She moaned loudly, and her hips jerked. I kept tonguing her navel again and again. She was moving her hips with my dancing tongue. It was such a sexy rhythm.
I was kissing and licking her belly, and also tonguing her navel simultaneously. I then stopped, took both her feet and placed them on my lap. I took her right foot and started kissing it. Slowly, my lips moved up with soft kisses, and so did her saree. I kept kissing her legs and kept lifting her saree.
I bit her calf muscles playfully, and she groaned throatily. Soon, I reached her thighs, along with her saree. Her natural body odour was driving me crazy. I licked and sucked on her inner thighs, and she just started squealing heavily. Finally, I reached my eagerly awaited destination.
Oh man, damn. She was wearing a pair of lavender colour panties. My lovely wife knew that lavender is one of my most desirable colours. She wore a lavender saree. And now the same colour panties. No way this could have been a coincidence. That too on our wedding night?
Payal, my sweetheart, I love you. I just leaned in and started nuzzling her pussy, on her panties. Her panties were so damp, so very wet. And the smell that filled my nostrils took me to some other world. My cock was very hard by now. It was straining my underwear.
I started nuzzling a bit passionately on her panty-clad pussy. Payal was moaning breathlessly. I started licking and sucking her pussy on her panties themselves. Payal groaned loudly. I couldn’t wait any longer. I slid her soaked panties down her legs and tossed them in the air.
I just placed my mouth on her flowing pussy, and started lapping her juices. They tasted so fucking good. I licked, sucked, and slurped her pussy inside out, and every inch of it. Her vulva was so fleshy. I loved munching on it. Her pussy was leaking a lot.
I had to slurp lots of pussy juices into my mouth. It was a delicious cocktail. All the dear men out there who love this kind of cocktail, cheers, buddy. Her clit was filled with blood. It was so swollen after giving it a bit of tongue lashing. I just bit it very gently. Payal screamed.
Her hips bucked so hard that I had to hold her thighs to control her. And then she squirted. Fuck. It was so sexy. I didn’t stop licking and sucking her pussy. In fact, I was now hungrily slurping at it. I was still in my wedding suit. My dear wife just squirted on my wedding suit, too.
My entire face was wet with her pussy spray. Some say it’s pee, and some say it’s something else. But whatever it was, it was now dripping from my hair and beard. Thanks to my dear wife for this unexpected face wash.
Okay, my lovely readers out there. This is it for now. I will be seeing you soon. You can email me at [email protected]. I really hope to see you all soon.