FORTUNATE BRIDE?

/4/ THE WEDDING NIGHT

Niti looked at her bedroom which was decorated with red roses and scented candles. While she was engulfed in looking around, Xander peered at her while plucking the flowers of one of the roses and grinning to observe her nervousness which was apparent from her shaking hands. Then, he stretched his hand out for her, and asked her to hold it.

Niti, who didn’t clearly understand what his true intentions were, walked towards him, and placed her hand upon his hand. Her worried expression amused him as he raised her gaze while holding her chin.

“Why do you look so stunned, Niti?” asked the husband while glaring into her eyes. He then chuckled while observing her weak limbs, and remarked, “You’re so fragile. You're almost like a porcelain doll. Too delicate”

Niti didn’t quite understand what he meant, but chose to stay silent as that’s what was told to her from childhood. “You never say anything to your husband which might offend or hurt him. Tending to the pride of the husband is a women’s duty"- the voice of her mother rang into her ears.

Niti hadn’t always been an orphan. She had a family till she was twelve, but it all changed when they all died in an unfortunate event. Her parents had died in a car accident while escaping rom the police due to some illegal work Niti's father was engaged in.That was the reason why, she was eve more happy that Xander chose to marry her without paying regard to the unfortunate deatils of her background. Since teh news of Niti’s father doing illigal things broke out, she had been mistreated within peers.

It was her wedding night. Therefore, she didn’t want the thoughts of the former to disturb her further. It was clearly evident that Niti was scared as she was left alone with him, but she didn’t let it surface on her face. She had to please her husband. She couldn’t do that by stepping away from the responsibilities of marrige that comes with it.

In order to ease her tense mind, she simply smiled in order to showcase that she truly accepted him as her husband aand was glad for the reunion. Xander was pleased with her manners, especially her ability to be so submissive and understanding of his demands. He, subsequently, went towards their bedroom door and shut it from the inside. Accordingly, he walked back over to her, while eyeing her like a hungry wolf ready to devour the lamb. 

“I know what’s gotten you awestruck. It’s the room, right? You just can’t get enough of it, right?” Xander said while tracing her fine features with his index finger, beginning from her forehead, to the tip of her nose, and then lastly to her lips.

Thereupon,  he exclaimed, “To tell you the truth, I’m just as stunned as you are, but in different regards though. For you, it’s the room, and for me, it’s you..”

He then grabbed her hand, and pulled her towards him. Thereupon, he wrapped his arms across the waist while eradicating the distance between them. As he saw the sweat beads forming upon her forehead, he realized that instead of making her feel comfortable with him, he might be scaring her off. So, he made her sit upon the bed, and sat adjacent to her.

Rose petals were laid on the floor, encircling the bed. The scented candles flickered all around the room, filling the air with the heavy scent of lavender. A jacuzzi tub dominated one corner of the room, and the bed filled a large portion of the rest of the room. Niti gulped as she looked at that bed, she was not sure what she was scared about.

"How about a bath to help us relax?" He suggested.

He started the tub and began stripping off his clothes. Niti was watching in rapture as the layers of his suit came off. He was the best looking man she has ever met. Another blush mantled her cheeks as his pants and underwear crumpled to the floor. His p***s was so big, and now she didn't know what to do.

Xander stepped towards her and gave her a big hug. She relaxed against his chest. His hands deftly pulled the zipper on her dress down, and he pulled back to let it fall away from her

"There's my beautiful girl," he said.

Niti was blushing and staring at the floor, but from the corner of her eye she could see his p***s getting harder. She could feel her stomach tightening as she wondered how it would feel to finally make love.

He quickly unhooked her bra, and she snapped out of her daze, sure enough to slip out of her undies. They climbed into the tub together, and he pulled her close to his side tilting her head back for a kiss. They started making out as the warm water crept up their legs and across the seats. She relaxed into the act of kissing and lost herself in the sensation of his lips.

The jet turned on, and she jumped nearly out of her skin. Xander just laughed and pulled her closer, as the water churned around them. She was up on his lap now, and she could feel his p***s pushing against her leg. He didn't do anything with it though, he just kept kissing her.

His hands moved from her face to her chest for just a moment and then he chuckled as she gave out a little gasp. He kissed her neck, and let one of his hands slide down between her breasts, and then towards her belly. Her hands were buried in his hair while she was trembling from his touch.

His fingers stroked her thighs, and she was a hyperventilating mess. Soon after, his lips went nearer to her n*****s, his warm mouth was a contrast to the cool air. His hand stroked her v****a then he slipped two fingers inside. His tongue worked in circles on her n****e, and his free hand was cupping her second breast. She had never felt something so good.

His fingers inside of her were sliding back and forth, rubbing against her walls, and twisting side to side. He's driving her crazy, and he knew it. She was not breathing any more, she was panting. Every move he made was building something up inside of her, and she felt like she was going to explode. He twirled his thumb over her c******s and suddenly she was over the edge. Her body shook, and she could feel herself contracting around his fingers as he continued to rub them inside her. She was letting out a sound, it was a half squeal, half scream, and she didn't care how much ruckus she was making. It just felt so good. She collapsed against him as the sensation passed.

"That's my baby girl." He murmured in her ear. His hand pulled away from her private parts and stroked her back. He let her rest against him for a while, then finally they climbed out of the tub.

Her shyness around him had comparatively became decreased, after an experience like that she was not ever aware that she was naked. She did bend down to grab a towel to dry herself, and she felt him come and stand behind her. His throbbing p***s pushed against her bum for a second and she could hear him sigh.

"I'm going to take you like this some day baby girl, but not tonight." His serious tone sent more shivers down her spine.

He let her stand up, and pulled her towards the bed. She follow willingly, and lay herself down in the centre of the bed at his direction.

"I wanted you to know how good it can feel before we had s*x for real, I know it can hurt for a girl the first time," he tells me. "but I can't wait any more, I just need to feel how tight that little p***y is right now."

His dirty talking winded her up way more than she thought it would. His hand slipped between her legs, and she was rewarded with a smile from him when he felt that she was already getting wetter. The idea of his p***s inside her was scary an hour ago, but in that moment, it was all she could think about. He slid her legs apart and knelt between them. He grabbed some lube from the side table, and coated them both liberally with it. Once he's ready he guided his p***s forward with one hand, and lets the head of his p***s rest against her opening. He leaned forward so that he was hanging over her and gently pressed himself inwards.

She, finally understood what he meant when he mentioned pain earlier, it was so big, and she was so little. Her body didn’t like stretching to fit him. He went slow though, stopping after every second to let her adjust to his girth. She never imagined a man's p***s could be so big. He used one of his hands to stroke her face, and they were staring into each others eyes as they slowly were joint together. It was the most intimate moment of her life.

Finally he was all the way inside of her, it was an interesting sensation, being so full. She could feel her muscles adjusting to him, and it felt so good. He pulled his hips up, drawing his p***s part way out, then gently thrust it back in. The feeling of him pressing against her sides made her moan just a little bit, he seemed to love her noises, she could see his face light up every time a sound escaped her lips.

His pace increased, thrusting faster and faster in and out of her. He propped himself up with one hand, and his free hand was roaming over her body, playing with her breasts, running through her hair, and caressing her hips.

Her own hands were gripping the sheets tightly as she could feel that pressure building in her stomach again. She began gasping and moaning uncontrollably, and he redoubled his efforts. She felt like they were going to start a fire with all the thrusting and rubbing he was doing. She was not complaining though, it felt so good.

She was screaming again, coming with him. He was inside of her and it felt so much better than anything else. Her muscles squeezed his p***s, and she could feel him shudder. He paused, then thrust really hard, again and again into her, then collapsed onto her chest. His hands played with her hair, as he murmured into her ear as they lay tangled together.

"That’s it baby girl, you took it all in just like a pro."

She sighed in delight at his praise, she could feel his soft p***s pull out, and the coolness of his sperm dripping out of her, but he didn't seem to want to get up, so she stayed still on the bed with him. They fell asleep like that, and it was the perfect end to her perfect day. She had never been so happy in her life.

"Hey baby girl." The room was dark and she was not sure what was going on at first. Xander was shaking her shoulders, she was a bit cold, stiff, and her v****a had a dull ache. It was not too unpleasant, just different.

His hands were moving over her skin again, but she was so tired, she was not sure what he wanted.

"I'm so f*****g horny, my beautiful wife is naked in bed with me, and I need her," he kept talking dirty in her ear, and once again like magic she felt herself becoming aroused.

"Roll onto your back baby girl, and kneel."

She did as she was told, he guided her hands up so they were braced against the headboard. Then his hands dropped to push her legs a little farther apart. He slathered them in lube again and pushed his p***s back inside of her. It was different than last time, he didn't take it as slow, but it didn’t hurt much more than the first time. His hands grabbed her swinging breasts, and cradled them while he set a slow pace, thumping against the back of her thighs. They kept going like that for a while, she didn't like it as much as laying down, but it still felt good to have him inside of her. He let go of one of her breasts and used his hand to gently pull her head backwards.

"I'm going to teach you how to be my dirty little girl, I want to f**k you every night, at least once." His hand on her boob shifted and his fingers began playing with her n****e. She let out a little gasp.

"Louder," He said. "I want you to scream for me again baby girl."

He let go of her hair and his hand dropped to her v****a, he massaged her clit in synchronization with her breast and she started going crazy with pleasure. Her body started to swing in time with his, they were hitting harder then, and he was pressing deeper inside her with each push. She was moaning and gasping for him. Her noises drove him crazy too. They were like animals, throwing themselves against each other with no thought but for the pleasure waiting on the horizon. His hands went to her waist and he was pushing hard again, coming already.

She mewled pathetically and his hands returned to their previous locations, forcing him closer to where he was, closer to the edge of bliss. He was getting soft inside me, but it didn't matter then. She had reached her orgasm.

They leaned against the headboard for a minute catching their breath, but he didn't pull out of her this time. His p***s was already getting hard again.

"Just one more baby, I just want to try one more with you." She was getting sore, but she couldn’t resist his begging. She wanted to be a good wife, and she wanted to please her husband.

Once he was hard he pulled out and instructed her to kneel on the floor next to the bed. He perched on the end and guided her head forward with his hands. She didn't understand what he wanted at first.

"Suck on it baby girl, as best you can. I want to feel your lips."

Her stomach churned but she kissed it anyways. Their fluids were all mixed on it and the taste was interesting. She was not sure she liked it at first but the more she kissed and licked his p***s the more she came to love it. Eventually she was cleaning it with relish, and she found herself a little disappointed when it was all clean.

"Slide it into your mouth, and use your tongue to play with it, Oh f**k, yeah, just like that."

She kept playing with him for a long time, letting him slide around in her mouth. His tongue ran up and down his shaft, and she swirled it around his head.

"Good, okay, stand up baby girl."

He made her lie on the edge of the bed and he stood while they had s*x one more time. Her legs were wrapped around his waist. He got so much deeper than before, she could feel him pressing up all the way inside of her with each thrust. His hand was on her clit again and it didn’t seem to take any time for her to reach the edge. They came together, riding the waive of ecstasy.

Once they were done he crawled into the bed, and they dug their way under the sheets like excited children. She fell asleep curled against his chest while he mumbled, “I love you, Niti.”

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