Chapter: 9: They lived a happy married life, a steamy Honeymoon, but...
Joy woke up. He took a few minutes to realize what happened last night. He was still confused if it was a dream or not. He was lying on his elder sister's bed, still full of rose petals. The garlands on the bedside table were crumpled, and the Benarasi sari, blouse and the dhoti, all told the story was true.
Just then the door opened, and she entered. She was in a white sari with deep red border draped in an ordinary Bengali woman-style, her hair were lose on her back, and she was not in any blouse or shaya, it was clear. She brought two cups of tea. And the most amazing thing was that she was carrying all the marks of a married woman, the red sindoor on he sinthi, and the red and white bangles on both the hands!
"Good morning, darling! Already woke up?" she smiled coming on the bed and sitting on by Joy.
"No. just stretching my limbs." answered Joy, taking a cup of tea from her. "Have you slept well?"
"Never been better! Believe me, you made me complete last night. I think, you need a good morning gift. Lie back, please." She made him lie back on the bed and parting his legs, she came between.
She lifted his cock up and cradled his heavy sack in her small hand. She kissed it gently first and then went to suck it.
"No. Don't suck them. Lick them first before you put them in your mouth. I would like a nice light lick to start my day."
She stuck out her tongue and dragged it across his sack just how he instructed. His balls were full and heavy. She had never seen any man go so energetic at a day.
"Lick from the bottom up towards the base of my shaft." He looked down and watched her obey his instructions. "Ummmmmm... it feels. Lick just below my balls too, right in between my sack and my ass."
Keya obeyed her brother, licking him all the way he wanted.
Joy loved getting his balls licked in the morning. He thought it was one of the most relaxing ways to wake up. He would have preferred not having to offer instruction, but it felt good regardless. His cock began to inflate slowly until the thick length twitched against his belly.
She then took him in her mouth and sucked for a little.
"Here're our teas, my darling wife! Leave me now." He said.
She rose up and lay on his chest. He took her in arms and they sipped the morning tea.
He asked, "Aren't you going to the Hospital?"
"Never! Today we are going to the hill. We'll stay for two days there. I've booked a resort. Now, be quick, and pack. The time we waste, the time we'll lose." She nudged his chest and went away.
He hurried to the toilet and after a quick shower, he was ready. Keya had already packed their clothing in a sack. They started for the journey to the Lataguri Forest.
As they reached, it was noon. They had their lunch and retired to their giant cottage. It had one large bedroom, one big bathroom as big as the bed room and the open veranda. They perched on the bed and soon the moaning and humping was all that where to there.
A satisfying, sound- fuck and they came out.
The ranger was there to take them to the core of the jungle for the night. There was a tent ready for the honeymoon couple. They took a big jar of water, food, one bottle of whisky, two glasses, and one packet of cigarette, matches, towel, blanket and wood-logs for the fire.
When they reached there, the light was fading. The tent was ready; there was a small wooden room there also, perched a little higher from the ground. The ranger made the fire, arranged all the foods and drinks and set off.
They took the food. It was almost dark. The car has gone into oblivion.
Joy hugged his sister and kissed her wet. "So, what does the honeymoon couple do now?"
"They go naked first, wrap a blanket and by the fire, they start drinking." She returned the kiss.
Joy unbuttoned his sister's cardigan, sari, blouse and shaya one by one, making her nude. She unbraided her long hair. Then she unhooked his belt, and the pant fell down. His shirt and vest were soon gone. They stood naked before the other with deep love and passion in their eyes.
She took a blanket, wrapped around them and went out in the dark. The fire was on just before the tent. There was a mattress before. She placed the bottle and they sat on. He sat leaning against a fence beside and Keya leaned on him. They poured a glass of wine each and started sipping. The fire was making them lustful.
He began to kiss her ears and his hands were on her boobs. With his two fingers he began to nuzzle her nipples making her moan deep. She lit a cigarette and inhaled for long, then passed that to her brother; he was kissing her neck and puffed it. They took another glass of wine each and she lay by the fire. She opened her legs wide, up straight over and invited her love to the sexy 'V' of a woman. He lowered his face and came into the legs, to her womanhood.
As he kissed her pussy, he felt how wet she was! He said, "Are you always so wet and ready for a fuck, Keya?"
"Hmm... always for you! Boy! What did you do to your needy slut? I can hardly go for a moment without you in my pussy! How did you do this to your woman, Joy? How'll I live without my husband from now on?" she answered as he began to lick her leaking cunt.
