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The Honeymoon

Copyright© 2025 by SexyPreeti

Chapter 13

True Story Sex Story: Chapter 13 - The story about an Indian and how her life changes after a big incident on her fifth anniversary...

Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Mult   Coercion   Consensual   NonConsensual   Rape   Reluctant   Romantic   True Story   Cheating   Rough   Group Sex   Polygamy/Polyamory   Indian Male   Indian Female   Anal Sex   Analingus   Cream Pie   Double Penetration   Oral Sex   Pregnancy   Big Breasts   Size  

Soon he was fully in-between and felt really big, easily as big as Amar or maybe even bigger. I was super thrilled about my marvelous discovery and latest acquisition.

I was already not wearing my inners on purpose and all this rubbing and grinding between our bodies caused my skirt to roll up from behind. So now the only piece of cloth between my naked hungry cunt and his throbbing cock was his pajamas.

Then it was all about tossing and cooking the biryani in the bowl on medium flame where his assistance was no longer needed. But he still continued standing in the same way moving his hips very slowly dry humping me and I was enjoying it.

His hard cock was firmly between my Y massaging my cunt lips and felt really good. On the pretext of cooking I too continued moving my butt slowly to encourage him more.

Vinod stayed quiet but his breathing was much heavier now while his hands were firmly resting around my waist. I am very sure he was also enjoying it equally too.

Nearly half hour later the biryani was about to be ready and I was nearing the peak of my arousal. My orgasm was just around the corner and I wanted to ride it thru with him.

So I reduced the flame to a minimum to prolong the preparation and buy more time for my continuing pussy massage and orgasm. When my orgasm crashed thru me, I instinctively grabbed his hands pressing them hard against my tits.

I leaned back fully on him resting my head on his shoulders. I stayed that way till my orgasm washed thru me while Vinod continued dry humping me and massaging my tits till I came back to my senses.

Till now no words were spoken between us. I turned my face sideways to him while holding his head with my hand. Our eyes were filled with lust, I kissed his cheek lovingly and said “thank you darling” and stood back straight again.

Still without disengaging I turned up the flame to complete cooking the biryani. Vinod loosened his grip on my tits which meant he was about to leave.

So I placed my palms back on his pressing them gently giving him the signal to continue. This continued including the slow dry humping till the Biryani was fully ready.

Now I had to disengage from him to serve it into a bowl which he got me. There was a big wet patch on his pajamas which I knew was because of my juices after my last orgasm.

He didn’t care about it or bother to hide it. Then I prepared the curd rice for him and served everything at the table. I looked below and his erection still somewhat prevailed.

Even after half hour of massaging his cock with my butt, he did not cum. This was by far the best gift that I could have ever asked from God. I settled at the table while Vinod waited on me.

I said “why don’t you also join me now so we can eat together?” Vinod brought his plate and said “no madam, I cannot do this. I am more comfortable eating in the kitchen.”

I argued but he said “Anthony will come now, what will he think seeing us together like this.” I saw good logic in his answer. Then soon Anthony came and loaded his plate and left back to his room beside the gate.

After Anthony left, I drew a chair and turned to him. I said “he won’t come back now. go lock the main door and sit here and eat with me. This biryani is so delicious, thanks for all your help to make it.”

Vinod quickly locked the door and reluctantly settled at the table eating nervously. Since he was sitting right next to me, I placed my hand again on his thigh.

I said “enjoy your meal now comfortably without worrying too much, I am with you.” We finished lunch including the curd rice and he loved it too. I retired to lying on my bed while Vinod finished his work.

Sometime later he knocked on my door and asked “madam I have finished my work. Can I leave now?” I replied “if you are not tired then I would love to have that same massage which you gave me yesterday.”

He eagerly came to me and sat on my bed near my feet. During the boob press and dry humping in the kitchen, I am sure he already knew that I was wearing nothing inside.

He slid closer on the bed next to me and rolled up my t-shirt to my neck without asking. I was already lying face down but still the full side profile of my naked tits was visible to him.

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