Honeymoon Continues And A Flashback

As we reached our first honeymoon destination, we checked into the hotel and went straight to our room. It was a beautiful evening. We quickly changed into loose, comfortable clothes to roam around the market for some shopping. We took an auto to the market because I was tired of driving. We enjoyed our time immensely, roamed around, and bought a few important things. Revathi even bought a couple of sexy nightgowns and lingerie, chosen with my preference.

As it was getting darker, we planned to head back to the hotel. While we were waving for autos, six or seven local guides approached us and offered their services for sightseeing during our stay. They even offered good discounts. Their explanation of the sights excited us immensely. One of them was a very soft-spoken, fair-skinned young boy, about 18 years old. He was very active and smart and had good knowledge of the area. He spoke good English too. He told us he had been a guide since he was 11. We took his visiting card and told him to knock on the door of our hotel room, No. 69 on the first floor, the next day morning.

We took an auto and left for the hotel. Once we reached our hotel room, we washed our hands and went for dinner. After dinner, as soon as we entered the room, Revathi was pleasantly surprised to see that the room was beautifully decorated for our first night. I had secretly told the hotel manager to arrange it for me when we were away shopping.

She hugged me and told me that she also had a surprise in store for me. She asked me to wait in the room as she went into the washroom to change into her new nightgown. I waited for her in the room. I also had a surprise for her. I had brought rose and jasmine petals to spread on the bedsheet. I spread them on the bed, and as soon as she came to the room with a big towel wrapped around her body, the room had developed a wonderful fragrance due to the petals. Under the towel, she was wearing a short and transparent nightdress. She came closer to me, and I took her in my embrace.

I kissed her rosy cheeks. Her lips were trembling as she was about to have her first sexual experience of her life, on her first honeymoon night. I put my lips on hers, and we were in a deep kiss. Our tongues were meeting each other's tongues. Our mouths were exploring every nook and corner of each other's faces. I kissed her neck and then her shoulders. She was getting very aroused. She was responding to me with super excitement. During this kissing and touching, her towel dropped to her feet.

The gown she was wearing under the towel was very sexy. It was a low-neck dress, which had very thin, almost invisible straps up to the shoulders, and was backless. The straps on the shoulders were making a cross on the back. The dress was light purple. On the front, it had a deep neck and was deep almost to the navel. The straps were tied on the front to two tiny pieces of cloth that met at the waist and had a velvet belt loosely tied on the waist. The joint of the dress at the navel had a zipper from the navel down to the thighs. So, from the waist downwards, it only had about nine inches of free-flowing cloth, like a skirt, under which she was wearing a very smooth, silky panty with strings. So, if we moved the zipper down and pulled the shoulder straps down, the dress would automatically fall off her body.

It was too sexy; she was looking like a porn star in that dress. I started licking her body. I was kissing her neck, shoulders, while she started unbuttoning my shirt and let it fall off my shoulders. My hands were slowly caressing her breasts. Due to the deep neck and very small cloth on her breasts, half of her round breasts were clearly visible from the front.

I placed one of my fingers on her cleavage and slowly moved it down to her navel. Once I reached her navel, I went down on my knees and opened the velvet belt with my teeth. It opened smoothly and fell off. I kissed her navel and moved up to her breasts, kissing the naked portion of her breasts and starting to lick them.

I put two fingers from each hand under her shoulder straps and pulled them down, then kissed her shoulders. The front cloth on her breasts fell aside, and both breasts sprung out like pigeons from a cage. The breast cloths were hanging at her waist sides, helped by the front zipper.

I caught her by her waist and pulled her closer into a tight embrace, putting my lips on hers. Then, I placed one of my hands on her breasts and started caressing them. After that, I started squeezing her nipples while we were still smooching. We both were getting aggressive. I quickly went down and grabbed one of her nipples into my mouth. My hands were caressing her bare back, and I was teasing her mid-back with the tip of my finger. Then, I put the other nipple into my mouth. So, my face was quickly moving over her bare breasts. We were both topless, meaning naked on our upper halves. She now only had a skirt-type nine-inch cloth around her hips, below her waist.

Her beautiful thighs and long legs were all naked. I turned her around and kissed all over her back. Then, I went down and kissed her hips, which were becoming more revealed than hidden due to the short length of the dress, as her butt cheeks were quite round and heavier, but shapely, and the small skirt wasn't able to cover them fully. The line of her hips was clearly visible from behind. I kissed her legs and licked the inside of her thighs. Her thin panty was getting wet as she was feeling horny, dripping juices from her pussy. The fragrance of her juices was making me crazy.

I stood up, and then she went down on her knees, opened the button of my jeans, pulled down the zipper, and further dropped my jeans to my ankles. My penis bulge was inside my undies, right in front of her eyes. She put her palm on the bulge and gently caressed it over the cloth. She tried to pull it down, grabbing its sides, but I caught her arms and told her to wait and enjoy. I told her that now we both had one piece of cloth each on our bodies, and we should remove it for each other with our mouths.

I grabbed her from the waist, and she bent backward, swinging her body into my arms. I kissed her navel, then I caught hold of the zipper and pulled it down. The small skirt just flew off from her thighs and fell on the floor. Now, she was reduced to the purple panty, which was very small. It was hardly hiding her pussy. The center of the cloth clung to her pussy's midline and was wet due to its juices. The strings were loosely tied, so the front of the panty was a bit loose, and the front cloth was slightly hanging forward, giving a slight view of the upper portion of the hidden treasure inside it.

I went down and pulled the string from the side with my teeth. As a result, the panty loosened and slid down from her bare thighs, which were as smooth as a banana tree trunk. Now, she was standing all naked in front of me, in her birthday suit. Her wet pussy was gleaming in the room's light due to its juices. Although I had already seen her naked during the spring bath my feelings towards her on this day were entirely different. She was looking like a naked sex goddess. I told her to go on her knees and do the same to my last piece of clothing.

She did the same and grabbed my underwear with her teeth from the front side while staring at me, eye into eye, with her mischievous look. As she pulled it down, my erect penis hit her lips and then her nose and forehead. The cloth dropped to my ankles, and now, we both were completely nude for each other to enjoy one another and to explore our bodies further.

She continued her story, explaining that all the ladies used to remove their clothes after washing them to bathe in the pond. Some of them would stand Security over the clothes and watch out for strangers peeping from a distance. Since this was a deserted area on a link road, there wasn't much traffic. The ladies used to move through fields to reach the pond, so the chances of regular men reaching there were very low.

One day, she witnessed three boys hiding behind trees in the distance, watching the women bathing. On that particular day, there were about six or seven ladies bathing naked in the pond, and three were standing Security to check for any trespassing, but they didn't notice these boys.

"As I was also one of the bathing ladies," she recounted, "I was rubbing my body inside the water. I was caressing my own breasts, and my nipples were getting harder. As I came out all nude to dry myself, I moved towards the place where I had placed my towel and clothes, at a distance behind the Security ing ladies. As I went down to pick up the towel, my breasts were hanging to the front. I picked up the towel and started drying my hair with it. Then, I took both my hands to the back of my head to tie them up. So, my breasts were clearly visible to those boys, as they were about 30 feet away from there. I heard their whispers."

"One of them said, 'Kya Maal Hai Yaar, Is ko toh Jam Kar Chodengey Kisi Din' (What a catch, man, we will definitely screw her thoroughly someday). I looked in that direction and got alerted. I wrapped my body with the towel and raised the alarm. The ladies also got alerted and ran towards them. The boys also got alerted and ran off. I had recognized one of them; he was a friend of my brother who also used to come to our home regularly."

"I got fearful of him and didn't disclose this to anybody. After that day, every time we went for washing clothes, the ladies used to be extra alert. One fine day, my mother told me to come back early to prepare food, as some guests were expected in the evening. For the last many days, we hadn't seen any boys around."

"That day, after bathing, I wore my clothes and bid goodbye to all the other ladies as I had to leave early. They told me to be alert on the way, as it wasn't safe going through the fields all alone. I started moving towards the village. I passed through the fields. I was fearful, but I kept on moving."

"On the way, in one of the fields, there was a tube-well, and near it, there was a small motor room that was closed. As I reached near the tube-well, I decided to drink some water. While having water, I was humming some music. Suddenly, the door of the room opened, and those three boys came out. They came near me, and they were heavily drunk, as they had been consuming liquor inside the room. They were smiling. I was trapped now for them to actually bang me. They caught hold of me and picked me up and threw me into the tube-well. They also entered the tube-well and started molesting me, here and there."

"Since I was from a typical village, there was no trend of wearing modern-day brassieres under the village choli's, as they were not available in villages. I was wearing a choli along with a ghaggra. So, the nipples of my 36-inch breasts were erect, and anyone could make out that I wasn't wearing anything under it, as it was of thin material and was light pink. It got totally drenched due to the water. So, my nipples were clearly visible to them. I tried to shout, but one of them closed my mouth with his huge hand. They told me to keep my mouth shut if I wanted to go home safely. I tried to push them forcefully, but that person also caught hold of my hands at the back, while the second one started unbuttoning my choli."

"The third person broke the string of my ghaggra and pulled it down. As I wasn't wearing anything under the choli, my breasts flung out like caged pigeons. One of them said she was the one who raised the alarm that day, so she should be taught a lesson. So, they tore off my choli. Now, I was just wearing my knickers.

They tore off my clothes, leaving me naked. Since I was on my period at the time, I had a cotton pad in my underwear, which was soaked with blood. I begged them not to fuck me because of my period, but they picked me up and carried me into the room. They promised they wouldn't fuck me--as long as I stayed quiet.

Soon, they all undressed, pulling out their cocks until they were completely naked. They crowded around me, kissing my body everywhere--one groped my breasts, another traced my hips, while a third forced my hand onto his hard dick and told me to jerk him off. Another man did the same, pushing his cock into my other hand.

Then, they bent me over into a doggy-style position. All of them stood in front of me, rubbing their thick, erect cocks against my face. I'd never seen so many hard dicks at once--in fact, I'd never even seen one before. One of them pressed his against my lips, trying to push into my mouth, but I kept my lips tightly shut.

He warned me to open up or he'd slap me hard. Terrified, I obeyed, and he shoved his thick cock deep into my mouth. The others made me stroke their dicks while they groped my breasts. At first, I was scared--but soon, I found myself liking the musky scent of their cocks, and I began sucking eagerly, my mouth wet and willing.

He fucked my face roughly until he was close to cumming. Then he pulled out and signaled the next man to take his turn. The first guy, his cock slick with my spit, moved behind me. Since I was still on all fours, he rubbed his dick against my tight asshole.

The idea of anal terrified me--my hole was so tight I could barely take a finger. I tried to stand up and protest, but they forced me back down, threatening to fuck my pussy--period or not--if I didn't let them take my ass. I had no choice.

He pressed his cock against my asshole, pushing in slowly. Meanwhile, another man shoved his dick back into my mouth. The first guy gripped my hips and thrust hard, forcing the first few inches inside. The pain made me scream--and in my panic, I accidentally bit down on the cock in my mouth.

The man yanked free and slapped me hard, leaving me in tears. He cursed at the one fucking my ass, but that guy just told the others to wait their turn. With another rough thrust, he buried his full length--all nine inches--inside me. I sobbed from the pain, but after a pause, he started moving gently.

Slowly, the agony faded, and I began to enjoy the rhythm. When I started rocking my hips to meet his thrusts, he picked up speed. Soon, he groaned, telling me he was about to cum--and then he came deep inside my ass, filling me with his load.

The others took turns, some fucking my mouth while others used my ass. By then, I was into it, wanting them to go harder. They each came three times before finally stopping. By the end, I was so sore I could barely stand.

Since they'd ripped my clothes, I begged them to grab me something to wear from the laundry outside. They agreed--but only if I promised to come back to the pump room after my period ended, so they could fuck my pussy. If I refused, they warned, they'd strip me naked again and dump me on the side of the road.

So, I tied up the hooks and quickly left, promising to visit them regularly. When I got home, my mother asked why I was late since I was supposed to be back early. I started crying and told her everything that happened, showing her the love bites on my neck and breasts.

She told my father, and they immediately decided to send me to Chandigarh with my Mamaji (uncle), who lived in the city and was visiting that day. When Mamaji arrived, my parents told him I would continue my studies there and stay with his daughter to learn urban ways, since I was supposed to marry a city boy.

My cousin, Mamaji's daughter, introduced me to modern bras, panties, and sexy lingerie, even gifting me some. Mamaji covered my education expenses and later found me a groom--a modern urban boy--which turned out to be you.

So, in a way, I'm still a virgin because my hymen isn't broken, but not completely a virgin since I've already experienced anal sex due to that awful incident. She started crying, saying she wasn't worthy of me and that I should leave her. I kissed her forehead and thanked her for her honesty--most women wouldn't share such a past with their husbands after marriage.

I told her I didn't care even if her hymen had been broken during that forced encounter because it wasn't her fault. Besides, her parents made a smart decision by sending her to the city with Mamaji to avoid public shame.

I kissed her and rubbed my penis against her pussy, then asked permission to enter. She nodded silently, burying her face in my chest. I slowly pushed inside, but her pussy was so tight I had trouble. I lifted her legs, spread them wider, and put a pillow under her hips for better access. After adjusting, I thrust deeper and started moving gently.

She moaned in pleasure, losing herself in the moment, and kissed me passionately. I sped up, thrusting harder, and she cried out, "Come on, my prince! Fuck me hard! I've waited forever for someone to really fuck me!" She admitted the incident two years ago had left her horny and desperate--she'd been sexually frustrated ever since and wanted her husband to fill her with cum, refusing to lose her virginity to anyone else.

I was close to cumming and told her I'd keep my promise to fill her pussy with my sperm on our honeymoon. Moments later, I came hard inside her, pumping her full of my juices.

She hugged me tightly, and we stayed wrapped in each other's arms until we fell asleep naked.