It was our wedding night and that was arranged on the same bed where I fucked her mother. It was 10 in the night and we both are sent inside together. It was my best opportunity to express my feelings as she is completely available for the first time. The best thing was she somehow reduced her shyness which she had before marriage.
“Do you know what to do on this night? ” I was curious to hear her answer.
“Yes,” she replied in shy.
“What” I questioned again.
“The one you had done with my mom.. “she told in innocence.
“Darling… it’s not like that. I will show you today… ”
I started kissing her on face and head.
The kissing turned erotic and we both locked our lips. I slowly started undressing her starting from the saree to her panty, she becomes nude in no time. I requested her to undress me and she did the same. I kissed her breasts and chewed the nipples to get her into the mood. I inserted my fingers into her cunt and confirmed her arousal as she is wet. I got ready for the next action, that is defloration.
I made her sleep freely on the bed. I gave a pillow to rest herself in a relaxed state. Before starting the proceedings I bent down and kissed her pussy lips. I licked and sucked it for some minutes and made her completely wet.
I then took the position applied her juices and my saliva to the cock and slowly started inserting. It was a hell tight and I used a lot of energy to go in completely. She was screaming in pain and literally pushing me out with her hands. I made my entry in her hole completely by holding her tightly.
Once I reach the deep I slowly starts pumping her. She started feeling pleasure and her pain go down slowly. Once she is comfortable I increased my speed and I fucked her like a piston. This continues for several minutes in which she got an orgasm twice. I finally unloaded all my cum on her belly after a very hard fuck.
Both were tired but need more of it. She also needs it for relieving her pain. So we decided to do it one more time. I suggest her to suck my cock so that it becomes hard again. She has done as I said and her mouth itself felt me like another pussy. I fucked it for some time and then moved to the real pussy. We enjoyed sex for another hour and slept naked holding one another.
Our sex life continues on the same bed for several days. We moved to my four-bedroom mansion on the day of discharge of Asha’s first daughter from the hospital after her delivery. The place was new to her but our sex sessions don’t change. We decided to go for a honeymoon but canceled because of a shocker, that is my friend Deekshit committed suicide. We all shocked to hear it and attended his funeral with a lot of sadness.
The days were passed and its the time for giving a sweet name to the newborn. Asha told me that her daughter Smitha is a widow and we have to do all the rights. I and Ashitha agreed with Asha and the ceremony was done according to the system. I was still curious to know who is Smitha’s husband and asked the same to my wife. She told that it is better to hear the story in Smith’s words.
It was the night after the function and I joined my wife and Smitha in the room. Smitha was feeding the kid with her milk and my wife rise the topic of discussion. I also asked the same question and Smitha starts telling about her after making the baby sleep.
She was the only daughter of her mother. Asha is her step-mom because her father married after her mother’s death. Everything was good until she reaches puberty. In her college days, her father made an attempt to force her for the sex but Asha rescued her from him. That is the same day which Asha left her husband’s house along with her three daughters including Smitha.
Smitha also showed me a burn mark in her tummy made by her father with cigarettes. She also told us that Asha has a bitten mark on her right nipple. She asked me whether you observed or not. I said ‘yes’ because a ‘no’ may result in another question.
I was sad to hear the story but my curiosity still remains about her marriage. She continued the story and told us that she was unknowingly married to a man who has already married thrice in his life. She left him on the same day when she knew the truth and again returned home. I raised the question about her kid and she hesitates a lot to tell me about that.
Ashitha convinced her and that made her tell me the shocking truth. She told that her initial days after coming back were horrifying so she developed a friendship with a guy none other than my friend Dikshit. The friendship turned to relationship and finally into sex. This results in pregnancy which she never wanted. Dikshit tried a lot to convince his family but failed and that’s the result he was not here with us. She was crying in sadness and both me and Ashitha tried a lot to convince her.
Asha joined us to convince Smitha and raised the topic of her remarriage. Smitha denied her request but Ashitha came up with a new idea. The idea was really shocking for me but I was convinced to agree with that. The idea was about to make Smitha as my second wife. They give a lot of supporting reasons for it including Smitha’s happiness and kid’s safety. I finally agreed after Smitha herself asked me to marry her.
Smitha was also a beautiful woman like others. She looks fantastic even after childbirth at the age of 31. Her assets are good and we can say her beauty as fit and fine. She may have the figure of 36D 32 36 but her height is more matching with me. Her beauty and complexion are more different than the other three.