I was standing in my red wedding lehenga with veil on my head draped in elegance and beauty next to my husband. We were standing at the door for grah pravesh. There is no lady in my in laws so ladies from relatives welcomed us. My new household had only my father-in-law Vishwanath Rana tall man brooding personality, broad shoulders and a man who demanded immediate respect. He is among the most richest people in the city and he chose me for his son. My father was his friend he left me under his care. I never met him before but the day i turned 25 he came at my bua's place with the marriage proposal for his son Ranjit Rana. Ranjit is not as broad as his father but he was a beauty of his own kind the first time I saw him in white kurta I started feeling weird. He looked at me as if he wanted to devour me than and there. It all happened so fast within a week we are married and from Miss I went to Mrs. Mrs Rajeshwari Rana.
After grahpravesh we followed some rituals and within two hours everyone left. Now I was alone in living room sitting on a couch clutching my fingers tensely. Now is the time for the night of my life. I dont how everything is going to happen will my husband love me and give me false hope of a bright future with fake promises or will he just be an eager man to check for the authenticity of his new naveli bride's virginity. I heard heavy footsteps bringing me away from the burden of suhagraat.
"Meri nai naveli bahu ko yaha akela chod diya Ranjit." It was my sasur ji, he spoke in his heavy velvety voice. For some reason a shiver ran down my spine.
I saw my husband's feet next to my trembling presence from my veil.
"Na bapu chodne ke liye kaha laya hu ise." He bent and took my shaking hands in his and made me stand .
"Kaap kyu rahi h Rajjo. Abhi to bohot kuchh dekhna h, aur maine to kuchh kiya bhi nahi." The warning didn't go unseen when he whispered in his low voice next to my ears.
"Meri bahu ka ghunghat pehle main kholunga puri shaadi me ek bar nahi dekha kaisi lag rahi h. Idhar aao bahu." Sasur ji called me in his whiskey voice.
I was still standing when i felt a slow push on my lower back. "Jab bapu bulae to bina soche jana, samjhi." Ranjit ji said. With trembling legs I came to stand infront of sasur ji. Strong hands came into view heavy gold rings glinting under yellow lights, slowly he lifted my veil. Isn't it my husband's right to look at me first on my wedding night. Yet my heart is thudding so hard in excitement getting ready to come out my chest, despite my trembling form, nausea feeling on the pit of my stomach i was confused why i am feeling heated by sasur ji's nearness.
He lifted my veil completely yet my eyes were still drawing the patterns of carpet on floor. "Bohot khubsurat." He caressed my cheeks with his fingers, down to my lips and stopping at my jawline.
"Ranjit, meri bahu ki chudai achhe se karna mere kamre tak aawaz na aai to main samjhunga tere lund me itni taakat hi na h ke Rajjo ki nai naveli chut ki garmahat ko thandi kar sake." I gasped and i lifted my eyes to meet his darker ones swirling with lust and forbidden promises.
"Jo hukum bapu. Teri Rajjo ki chut ko saari raat main apne lund se bhar kar rakhunga." Ranjit ji replied.
"Rajjo subah ko main teri chut par shahed ka malham lagaunga. Ye chut meri h to iska khayal bhi to mujhe hi rakhna hoga na." Sasur ji said while cupping my pussy over lehenga. I was so confused by my own reaction to these sinful promises. He was supposed to love me like a father not like a lover. But betrayed by my own traitor body I suddenly couldn't wait fucked by my husband and cared by sasur ji in the morning. This is insane, this is sick still my lady part was slick like someone has poured tons of oils on my lady part. I wasn't suppose to enjoy every sick innuendos of my sasur ji's sinful and lustful eyes.
Strong arms wrapped my naked waist under my choli from behind. Ranjit ji said while burring his face in the crook of my neck. "Hamari chut bapu. Ye chut tere mere dono ke lund ke liye bani h hum dono iska khayal rakhenge."
"Chudai ke liye tayyar bahu?" Sasur ji asked, I nodded shamelessly.
He lifted my chin with his fingers and said in his dangerously low voice, " main kuchh puchhu to jawaab shabdo me chahiye. Ab bata tayyar h."
"Ji" i whispered
"Pura bol kis cheez ke liye tayyar h". Ranjit ji pressed me firmly to his chest and started rubbing my stomach, I licked my lower lip and stuttered to say those bold words. "J...ji sssasur ji, ta tayyar hu chchudai ke liye."
"Bhenchod tere muh se sasur ji kitna achha lag raha h. Bapu ka lund lete waqt kahegi to aur khubsurat lagegi." Ranjit ji laughed and sasur ji looked at me proudly and puffed his chest.
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Hey guys this is my first ever story and its completely my wild imagination.
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