I put my perfume on, ready to step out of the door. I had dressed up smartly, in trousers, a shirt, and a formal jacket. I had never crashed a wedding before. Well technically a Sangeet function, but still. So, no matter how smartly dressed I was, I had a few nerves on me.
I got in my car and geared up for an hour-long drive. I was at one end of Gurgaon and the function was at the other end of Delhi.
But I had to go. I had to meet Sanya, and this would be the perfect Bollywood-y gesture, I had hoped.
Sanya is a good friend, she has a boyfriend but I’ve been into her for a long time. And as any guy would, I’ve been hoping and waiting.
She’d been mad at me for a couple of weeks and this would be the perfect way to make it up to her.
I love Sanya, she’s perfect. Cute face, cute smile, amiable and warm. She’s the best.
Her eyes are the prettiest you will ever see.
I reached the venue, the wedding house, and parked my car. It was her cousin’s house.
I took the bouquet out and started walking towards the entrance. A bit anxious, I almost decided to chuck the entire idea, however, something made me go on anyway.
I walked straight through the gate, greeting a random uncle on my way, “Namaste uncle, Mubarak ho!”.
He smiled at me, “bahot bahot shukriya beta”, and shook my hand.
I didn’t offer the bouquet to him. It wasn’t for him anyway. I proceeded with a sigh of relief.
The toughest part was over.
I tried to locate Sanya, but the hall was absolutely packed.
Then suddenly I located her by the water dispenser. She was looking very pretty. Easily the prettiest girl there.
She was dressed in a kurta and palazzos. Her fair skin radiant, she wore a soft smile on her pretty face.
I went straight up to her and planted myself in front of her.
“Gussa hai tu mujhse?”, I said with a smile, the bouquet in hand.
Her eyes, as big as walnuts, she looked at me in shock and excitement!
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?”
“Surprise!”, I said, offering her the bouquet of roses.
She took it and came in for a hug, beaming with excitement.
“Seriously, how are you over here?”, she could not believe herself.
I was still lost in her sweet perfume, but I managed to answer with a soft smile, “I wanted to surprise you, and say I’m sorry.”
She laughed, “You’re too sweet”, she said with another hug.
“So, where’s everyone else? Where’s Aman?”, I asked.
“Koi aaya hi nai” she gets really cute when she gets sad.
“Aww koi nai, mein toh hoon na”, I cheered her up.
“Yes! Chal kuch kha ab mere saath!”, she pushed on.
“Nai nai, kuch khaa nahi raha mein. That would be literally crashing this wedding. I’m going to push off in a bit”, I insisted.
“Pagal mat ban, its an open bar. And you’re staying”
It was hard to say no to an open bar, and I decided to stay.
We drank a lot of wine, and I met her cousins. None of her friends or her boyfriend, Aman, were able to make it, so I gave her company. It was really fun.
Soon, after a few glasses of wine, we were in the groove, and the dance floor was packed.
Sanya was drunk as well, and she was dancing with me. I don’t know if it was only me, however I sensed great chemistry between us. Sanya had been faithful to her boyfriend, however, she knew about my feelings, and there had almost been a thing between us in the past.
Sanya was more than tipsy and kept coming closer to me on the dance floor. A few touches too long, and a long lean or two.
I had to be conscious, especially in front of her relatives. However, all the uncles and aunties seemed to be pretty drunk, and at the peak of their revelry.
I took Sanya to the kitchen to feed her and sober her up a bit. I walked, holding her hand in mine to the kitchen. Walking in front I felt a little tug on my hand as she changed direction.
“I want the loo”, she said.
I walked with her to the upstairs bedroom. She went in the toilet, and closed the door behind her.
I waited for her, sitting at the edge of the bed.
After a few minutes she came back.
“Hi”, she smiled at me.
“Theek lag raha hai?”, I asked.
“I’m so happy tu aagaya!”
I laughed.
“I’m happy too”
“Baaki aur koi nai aaya yaar”, she was sad.
I walked up and hugged her.
It felt warm, and right, and I didn’t want to leave her. She didn’t let go either.
The hug kept continuing, and upon realising we looked at each other awkward, and slowly pulled away. I wanted to kiss her really bad.
Maybe it was the alcohol, I moved in slightly for her lips. To my surprise she came in for mine, and we kissed long and hard. She brought her tongue softly to meet mine. And we were lost in each other’s warm embrace. I had no desire to back down now. I kissed her hard, pulling her from her waist. Our bodies locked together and she put her hand around my neck. I put my hand around her face and kissed her passionately. She kissed me back with equal passion. We were completely lost in each other. No words said, brimming with pure passion.
I was wrapped up in her sweet smell, our tongues dancing together, our lips never losing touch. I held her closer, my hands moved all over her back, and up to her neck. Massaging her skin, slowly going down again.
She got into the groove, matching my passion for her, she pulled me into a stronger kiss.
I slowly moved down, grabbing her ass, gently caressing her soft hips, and pulling hard as I had a handful of each cheek. She didn’t mind my hands exploring her body. There were no restrictions. I held her tight and moved back up. Her waist and her back and again down to her sweet sweet ass.
She pinned me by the wall and kissed me harder. She started kissing my neck and unbuttoned my shirt. I could hear the music and revelry carrying on outside.
She opened up my shirt and started kissing my chest.
I pulled her back up and kissed her lips. I pulled her kurta over her head. She helped me get it off, and in a flash, it was over her head. I kissed her lips and neck and shoulders. I pulled her straps away and bit her shoulders softly.
“Oh fuck, Kabir”, she whispered.
That was all the encouragement I needed.
I pulled her bra away and licked her boobs softly. Her boobs were larger than I had expected. They were fair and big and firm. Perfect. Her nipples were brown, and hard from all the foreplay.
I started kissing her boobs harder, licking her nipples, sucking them hard.
She ran her hands through my hair. I looked up and her eyes were closed. Her face painted with ecstasy. I kept licking her and sucking her firm nipples. She tugged harder and harder at my hair.
“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck baby!” She cried.
“What am I doing?”, she half moaned as she caressed my hair.
“Shh shh shh”, I went back up and kissed her lips, gently laying her down on the bed. I took my jacket off. My shirt was already unbuttoned.
Sanya lifted her right leg towards me. I took her heels in my hand and gently unbuckled it and dropped it on the floor.
I took her pretty foot in my hand, toes painted pink. I sucked her toes nicely, making her moan.
I then unbuckled her other heel and sucked her pretty toes.
I slowly made my way up, and undid her palazzos. She brought her hands down, “no, no, we can’t do this”.
But she let me take them off anyway. Her black nylon panties the only piece of clothing on her body. She moved her legs sensuously, rubbing my chest with her feet. I spread her legs and laid on top of her. She kissed me hard on my lips,
“Oh Kabir, yeh kya kar rahe hain hum?”
I put my hand on her panties and rubbed her pussy softly.
“Oh yess yess yesss, baby, yes!” She moaned.
I kissed her hard on her lips again. I kissed her on her neck and proceeded down to her boobs. She lay naked in front of me. Completely lost in passion. I kissed her belly and went further down.
I kissed the lace of her panties and slowly peeled them away. Her pussy was exquisite. Completely bald, and little pussy lips folded together. It was moist as I ran my fingers opening her soft lips up like petals. She jerked at my touch. I lowered my mouth down to her soft pussy and licked it softly. Bottom to top.
Her hands came down to my head and she jerked slightly. She rocked her pelvis against my face, wanting more. I held her down and started licking her pussy good. Purposeful strokes along her pussy, to her clit and on her lips. She was gushing!
I then applied a finger to play and tried to find her spot.
I kept licking her clit as she rocked her pelvis to the movements of my finger. I had found her spot.
She was spasming uncontrollably, kicking her legs about in orgasm.
“Ohh fuck, Kabir! Don’t stop”, she pushed my face into her pussy.
I wasn’t going to stop for this world. I had to make her cum. This was it.
A couple of seconds later she peaked, her stomach tightened, and her pelvic lifted up as she spasmed.
“Oh fuck, yes! GOD!”, she cried out as I felt her wetness on my hand.
I eased up and went back up. I unzipped my trousers as she kissed me like crazy.
I took off my underwear in a hurry and settled my cock near her extremely wet pussy. She kissed me hard. She spread her legs and let me lie on top. I kissed her boobs as she took my cock and put it on her pussy.
“Put it in me, Kabir! Make me cum again”, she whispered in my ears.
I gave it a gentled nudge and her pussy ate the head of my cock immediately. It sucked my cock in like a vacuum.
Her pussy was heaven. It was aching, contracting so well on my shaft. She was wet and tight, milking my cock with her sweet pussy.
We held each other like lovers as I started pounding her.
“Oh yes yes yes, baby. Fuck, you’re so good”, she moaned softly.
She kissed my neck, and shoulders. Her tongue tingling against my skin.
Sanya wrapped her legs around me and pulled me closer. We were completely lost in each other.
Grunting and moaning, I sucked her boobs.
She held me closer, feeling my girth against her pussy.
“Oh baby, you’re so hard. You feel so good inside me”, she moaned.
I held her tightly, arms around her body like a lover.
Her pussy was tightening around mine as I pumped her further. I was really close.
“Oh fuck, I’m so close, baby”, I moaned out.
“Me too, baby. Keep fucking me! Fill me up.
Make me cum again, baby!”, she moaned out.
She held me closer and wrapped her legs around me. I could cum any second now.
I kept pounding her, hard and steady.
Her body tightened and her pussy gushed. She kissed my neck and shoulders as she came hard on my cock.
That was enough to tip me over.
I came hard inside her, busting a never-ending streak of semen insider her soft pussy.
We lay there, breathing hard.
She looked at me, kissed me softly and started getting dressed.
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