*The following mentioned characters in this story are above 18 years. This story is fictional.
Now enjoy the story!*
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Kartik Aaryan was a very popular actor in the Bollywood industry. He starred in heart-rending love stories and went on to become India's dream lover. At 32, he was looking like a 25 year old. His skin was fair, his eyes deep brown with long lashes, and his hair tumbled rakishly over his forehead into his eyes. His cock was thick and hard, at least 8 inches, but it wasn't just its size that made it beautiful. It had a slight upward curve and flared in the middle where the crown sat on its head while the shaft made an elegant arc down to his balls.
Famous actresses may have been eager to win his affection, but he always seemed unimpressed. From his perspective, these talented women were nothing but dull and clumsy in the bedroom. His weaknesses lay beyond the glitz and glamour of show business. Small town girls with a hidden wild side had an undeniable appeal to him. To satisfy his carnal cravings, he watched porn religiously; favoring videos that featured a rough, domineering man thrusting himself into a helpless woman until she was screaming out "Oh fuck daddy!" in sheer pleasure.
That was his imagination. Luckily for him, he had found a simple lady. Her name was Shruti, they had met through family. Her dad had worked in a company which Kartik is the brand ambassador.
Shruti, just 23 years old and making a six-figure salary, was no ordinary girl. At first, she didn't like Kartik, but as they spoke more privately, she realized she was in love. They had an idyllic relationship, spending their special days together. Yet, Kartik kept quiet about them on social media until their wedding day. He promised her his silence.
Finally, their marriage was arranged. On the 21st of April. Kartik and Shruti officially got married. It was such a beautiful moment for both of them. It was a big fat Indian wedding, Shruti was dressed in a light pink lengha while Kartik was dressed in a white traditional kurta. The whole process lasted for 5 hours, along with the wedding party.
They returned to their new apartment, which was gifted by Shruti's dad. It was a very modern and luxurious apartment. Both of them sat down on the couch and laid. Both of them were extremely exhausted from the wedding. Shruti then remembered she had to give her pati(husband), saffron milk. She got up and made the milk for him.
"Baby, drink this. You need it!" She comes up to him. Kartik get's confused, she was giving him saffron milk? He knew what this means, he smirked at her and drank the milk.
He finished the drink and put the glass down on the glass table, "Mmm.." He wiped his face which had milk, "Come down, I wanna talk to you about something!" Shruti then sits down.
Kartik holds her hand and kisses it, "You are the most beautiful lady I've seen. I always wanted to marry a simple lady like you."
"Thanks, by the way, I never imagined a big movie star marrying someone like me. It's very rare to see that." Shruti says in joy, "You know, you are a open minded guy. I love that."
Kartik smiles and asks, "You know, I want to ask, what are your hobbies? What do you like to do for fun?"
Shruti replied, "Ummm...I like traveling a lot, cuz papa would take us a lot to so many countries as a kid, so you can say that. What else....I love food, and..." Shruti started to chuckle, "I....I can't say this!" She puts her hand on her face.
Kartik gets confused, "What? What is it?"
"I really can't say this, it's something dirty." Shruti was already embarrassed.
"Say it baby, I"m your husband." Kartik says in a serious tone.
"Umm...it's....it's...it's it's is.....PORN!" She shouts after confessing, "Yeah, it's porn. p-o-r-n." Her face turned red after saying it.
Kartik was surprised to know, that she's also into porn. "Well, what kind of porn do you like?" This leaves Shruti more hesitant to answer, as she never talks about topics like this.
"Umm....I love every type." She covers her face, "Come on, what kind of question is this? You're acting like you've never watched porn in your entire life."
"Come on, spill it out. I'm your husband, not some random guy on the street you just met." Kartik desperately wants her to say what kind she likes, so that he can also live up to her expectations."
Shruti finally spills it out in front of her husband, "Ummm....I love rough sex. Like those ones you see, where the girl is so innocent and the guy just dominates and uses her until she gasps in pleasure." Little did Shruti know, that her own husband was into all of that as well. He was a very dominating guy at bed. Even while looking like a innocent school boy.
"Well....do you wanna try that out? I'm also into it." Kartik slowly touches her cheast.
"I'm down for it!" Shruti says in a low voice. Kartik tenderly cups Shruti's face with his hands before planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. He slowly started to kiss her soft, pink lips. My god, she was totally in love with him even more. While kissing her, he slowly removed her bra and massaged her tits making her moan inside his mouth.