Chapter: 13: Another Honeymoon, a rare experience.
Priya found herself under Joy. She took time to find that they were on the wedding bed. The bed was decorated with chains of night-jasmine. Rose petals were there on the bed. And she was still wearing the wedding sari, tugged up to her waist. Her blouse was half opened; the wedding garland was still around her neck. Her brother, now her married husband, Joy was still in his dhoti, his upper body was naked, and he was still in the wedding garland.
She found his cock still in her pussy, now turned limp, must have been tired for the inhuman task it had to take the last night. She can now hardly remember how many times she came on her wedding night. She lost count after her sixth orgasm. And she can clearly remember, each of her orgasms was more powerful than the last one.
As she shook under, Joy came down from her body and lay beside. She heard a little sound as his limp cock goes out of her pussy. She looked at herself. Oh! What a pity! Pity to the pussy she has ever saved for her Mr. Right. It has turned red. The lips are swallowed. She touched them, and felt the pain. Yet she felt proud to become complete.
Her brother completes her. She puts an affectionate kiss on his forehead and came down between his parting legs. And her mouth found the most precious wealth she has ever seen.
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They boarded the train to Shimla. The hotel was booked as a honeymoon couple. They changed the travelling dress. And after the food, Priya looked at him with lust. He followed the signal. She bent over the chair, standing on the floor, and he took her up skirt, lowering her knickers. A sound fuck made them ready and then headed to Talat Pani, the hot water spring of the river Satluj. It was a rare spring and the honeymoon couples visit it together.
Priya had something special in her mind to make her honeymoon special. She arranged for the bath and in a bag, she had an extra set of clothes and two towels. It was cold and the day was bright.
They reached the spring at noon. It was disgracefully crowded. Tourists were pouring forth from almost all over the world. Priya saw some foreigners also bathing in the spring in the traditional white sari. She had something special in her mind and she guided her brother upstream through the road. It was the part of the mountain valley that was not possessed by any tourists. The dense forest, the tall towering trees, the huge rocks and the spring course, made the place almost hidden. Priya led him down to the stream.
"Where are you going?" Joy could not make it out.
"Ohhhhh... Don't worry. Just come down. We'll take a bath here. Every honeymoon couple bathes in the river. It will be fun to bath here."
"Here? What if someone arrives?"
"Nobody is to find a fucking couple here, Joy... it is a hide out here. It's quite hidden from the view."
Joy found a rare grin in her face. He followed. Priya dropped her sack, and squatting on the ground, she was wearing a white sari, and a sleeveless blouse. Joy saw her dropping her sari from her shoulder, unbuttoning her blouse, and covering her blouse-less breasts under sari, she stood up, and before his eyes, she put off her petticoat, while still wearing her sari, not showing till her knees, tugging up her sari. Joy could not but afford her skills. She grinned and went down the stream giving him a good show of her bumping buts.
He saw her dipping in the stream, sitting on the rock. He felt a welcome call in her eyes and dropping his jeans, he joined her. The water was not deep. The current was not too fast and he joined her. The bride welcomed her hubby with a welcome kiss. He took her two melons covered in wet sari and she moaned as he began to suck her tits.
She took his head in her hands and helped him to suck her. He was at work at the hard nipples and her moaning grew. They stood up and the rock was there bed as he placed her, tugged her sari up to her waist. She spread her legs as his mouth found her pussy and the erect clit which he began to worship.
He was licking her pussy from the bottom of her slit to the top. This opened her lips. As the lips are separated, he placed his mouth around her clit. He found her pussy- mouth wide open. And to her surprise, Priya found she was flowing like a stream there.
Joy had become an expert in the giving a woman her best experience in pussy-licking. He started to apply suction to her clit. Priya found it too hard to lie still. His suction started too slowly and now it has become swirling. He has a magical tongue which he was swirling tongue around her clit.
"Ahhhhh..." She screamed and bucked her hips violently. Joy pinned her down on the hard rock and determinedly continued with his erotic game of teasing her clitoris with his tongue. Out of pure ecstasy, she raised herself partially from her position, grabbed Joy's hair with both her hands and pushed his face deeper into her pussy.
"Lick it, every drop of juice in my cunt. Lick your slut wife... lick me clean..." Joy was only too glad to oblige her and continued with his tongue play even more vigorously.
Minutes later, hers body began to quiver vigorously. Her face contorted and her thigh muscles tightened around her husband's face.
"Aaaahhh...aaahhh...aaahhh," she screamed like a woman possessed. Joy continued to lick her pussy dry as if he was drinking the nectar of life. It seemed unending. Priya's eyelids drooped and her face showed unadulterated bliss derived from the just concluded sexual encounter.
She felt a tension growing deep under her belly and she moaned loud, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Ummmmmmmmmmmmmm... ahhhh... Ohhhhh my god, Joy, I'm coming..." and she came pretty fast.
Priya soon overcame the after-orgasm haze and sat squatting taking Joy's ready cock and began to eat it all. He was eying around if they are being seen or not. The hedges were thick around; the rocks were tall enough to make the place a hide-out. She was taking almost all the shaft in one go and sucking eyes closed.
"Ummhhhhhh... suck it; suck it dry, darling..."
The words encouraged her. She began to suck it and he was pushing it to make her gag. She has grown a good cocksucker lately. Her lips around his shaft and tongue over his manhood, he felt it good.
She was taking as far as possible into her mouth and taking it out, and soon eating again, the movement was fast, and the lips around his cock made a sensation of mouth-fucking and he began to push and pull.
First she was surprised. Then she tightens her lips around his shaft and he holds her face in his two hands. She relaxed her mouth to give him as much space as she could. He began to move in her throat and she began to caress his sacks. The big fat pole made her wet under there.
