Suhaag Raat Surprise

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Written from Priya’s perspective.

Just over a month ago, I would have settled for one night with Vijay and one load of his cum inside me. That would have been enough before I resigned myself to a loveless arranged marriage.

If someone had told me then that I would be getting fucked by Vijay every single night for a month, I would have laughed at them. I wouldn’t have believed that I would have a threesome and a gangbang before my wedding. But all of that happened. While the threesome and gangbang were not my favorite, they weren’t as revolting as I thought they would be.

The highlights of the past month for me though were Vijay’s appetite for my pussy and cum. His massive monster cock and ability to cum over 10 times in a night, satisfying my insatiable pussy over and over was the second highlight.

I will never forget the feel of his hot cum rivers flooding me deep within. Sigh! all that is about to come to an end.

My one regret will be that I won’t be able to feed Vijay my pussy anymore. He loves eating me so much and his hunger for my cum is absolutely endearing. If I could, I wish I could feed him every single day. But once I go to the US with my soon-to-be husband, that won’t be possible.

Speaking of future husband, I dread what life with Adi will be like. The open sexual lifestyle he talked about is absolutely terrifying. But I will cross that bridge when I come to it.

For now, I need to find a way to make Vijay cum in my pussy one last time on the morning of my wedding.

I want to carry his seed in me, when I surrender my life to Adi. Got to think of a way to make that happen, if that’s the last thing I do.

These were the thoughts going through my head as I saw the wedding party arrive at the venue.

Dad had been temporarily discharged to attend my wedding. He and my brother arrived two days ago with a nurse to take care of dad. Since their arrival, my brother has been running around making last minute arrangements.

As per custom, I was not allowed to step outside the house these last two days. Today’s the third day that Vijay hasn’t fucked me and my desire for him is killing me.

Today is Mehndi and all of us will be staying in various rooms at the wedding hall tonight instead of most of the outstation wedding party having to book hotel rooms. This venue has 25 rooms. More than enough for all of us — and for Vijay.

The first time I saw Adi was when he entered the wedding hall a few hours ago. He is hot! Tall with a perfect “V” torso, muscular arms stretching the fabric of his kurta. Perfectly shaped full lips, deep brown eyes and a perfectly chiseled face. In spite of his good looks, I couldn’t help the instant dislike I felt for him. He wasn’t Vijay after all.

He evidently got his good looks from his late father, who was like an older version of Adi. Sadly, he lost his dad the same year I lost my mom. Adi’s mother looks like a traditional Indian woman who had aged well and adapted to live overseas. I instantly liked her.

As I went through ritual after ritual, my mind was elsewhere — part of it was plotting a way to get Vijay to fuck me tomorrow morning and the other part was dreading the new life about to start tomorrow.

No plan I came up with was without risk and even when we went to bed, I hadn’t thought of a way that was safe. I lay in bed tossing and turning.

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Unable to sleep, I got out of bed at 3 am and took a shower. Consequences be damned, I thought overcome by an irresistible need to feel Vijay’s cock throbbing and erupting in my depths. Draping a towel around my otherwise naked body, I packed my clothes in a bag and snuck out of my room. The venue was quiet and I couldn’t see lights in any of the rooms.

Luckily for me, Vijay’s room was just three rooms away to the left after my brother’s room and two other rooms that I didn’t know who was staying in. Dad’s room was on my right and the nurse’s room was next to his. I checked to make sure he wasn’t awake. He wasn’t.

I tiptoed past the three rooms on the left and reached Vijay’s room. Praying that he hadn’t locked the room and that the door didn’t creak, I turned the latch. It opened silently. Closing the door without making a sound and locking it, I tiptoed to the bed. I peeped close to make sure it was Vijay. The last thing I wanted was to end up in someone else’s room.

Satisfied that I had the right room, I climbed into bed and and placed my hand on his mouth, waking him up with a start but with no sound.

“What are you doing here Priya?” he whispered concerned.

“I couldn’t sleep,” I whispered back.

“So?”

“I want your seed inside me when I get married.” I whispered to him, “I even showered already so I won’t have to shower after you cum in me.”

“Are you crazy?” he said, “there are at least a 100 people in this building, any of who could wake up any moment. And if anyone hears us, your life will be ruined.”

“I don’t care about my life,” I said, “it’s going to be ruined in a few hours anyway. But we will be quiet, because I don’t want you to get in trouble.”

“This is insane,” he whispered.

“Please,” I begged, “you don’t even have much undressing to do since you are only wearing your underwear.”

“No!” he hissed through clenched teeth.

“Pretty please,” I pleaded, untying the towel and letting it drop on his hips. The instant erection that pressed against my naked pussy made me grin. Vijay groaned. “shhhhh!” I said, placing a finger on his lips and reaching below to stroke his hardness.

“You will get us both killed Priya,” he muttered.

“Is that a yes?” I asked grinning, “I will even feed your favorite honey one last time.”

Get in here, he said, pulling me down in bed next to him and kissing me hard, caressing my face.

Our tongues met and I was in heaven.

Eventually, his hands started exploring my body, caressing my boobs, pinching my nipples, cupping my ass and eventually found their way to the already wet valley between my legs.

While he was doing all that, I pulled his underwear down, releasing his member and started stroking him. He was already rock hard showing me just how much he wanted to fuck me.

“This will have to be quick,” he whispered.

“Like the 3-hour quick in my barn?” I asked, teasing him.

“No, like a few minutes quick.”

“We’ll see about that,” I said and climbing on top of him, I sat on his face, offering him my pussy.

“I am going to miss you from tomorrow, beautiful,” he said planting kisses all over my pussy mound.

“She’s going to miss feeding you too,” I whispered back, “but she wants to feed you at least one last time.”

When his tongue entered me, I wished time would stop. My whole body was on fire and my pussy was pulsating with desire. I didn’t last. I put both my hands on my mouth to avoid screaming in joy when my orgasm rocked my body within just a few minutes.

He held me in place as I came gushing in Vijay’s mouth and watched the raw hunger and pure pleasure on his face as he devoured me.

He entered my ass hole with a finger and another wave went through my body, flooding his mouth even more.

Just as my orgasm seemed to be passing, he sucked on my clit and started drilling my ass with his finger and yet another wave hit me.

He wanted to stop, but I made him eat me for some more, feeding him three more squirting orgasms, each lasting longer than the previous.

I was shaking so badly that if Vijay hadn’t held me in place, I would certainly have toppled over.

He finally let me go and I couldn’t help collapsing on the bed next to him.

“I would love to keep going all through the day, sweetheart,” he said apologetically, but you have to go before someone wakes up and finds you missing from your room.”

“Not till you fill my pussy with your cum.”

“Please, I am begging you,” he said.

“Your monster is begging for something entirely different,” I said giggling. He put his hand on my mouth to quiet me.

“Ok fine,” he said, “have it your way…but by God, I have wanted you so bad these past three days. I don’t think I will be able to stop after I cum once.”

“I don’t want you to,” I whispered back, “Fill me as many times as you can. This may be your last chance.”

That seemed to fire him up and he entered me from the side. I draped one leg over his hip to give him full access to my pussy.

He didn’t last either and I had to clamp his mouth shut to prevent him from roaring when he stiffened and exploded inside me.

I felt the rivers of his cum course through my body and savored the feeling. I didn’t want to forget that wonderful feeling of his load filling me up, ever. Spurt after spurt of his cum shot deep into me. My pussy muscles contracted, milking every drop out of him.

When he was spent, he turned me on my back and got on top of me, without ever pulling out of my pussy.

Instantly, he started pounding me, willing his cock to stay hard.

Ten minutes later, he rewarded my pussy with its second river of cum.

He still wouldn’t stop drilling me and came a third time fifteen minutes later, and a remarkable fourth time twenty more minutes later.

I wanted him to keep fucking and filling me with his cum, but he finally collapsed on top of me, exhausted.

He kissed me with all the love and passion that I knew he felt. There was also a sadness in the kiss because this was probably our last time together.

“I love you and always will, Priya,” he whispered into my mouth.

“I love you too, today and forever,” I whispered back.

As we lay there, we heard birds chirping and realized we had been fucking for close to two and a half hours. Dawn was breaking and some of the folks were probably already up.

I hurriedly put on the clothes I had packed in the bag and stuffed the towel in it. Kissing Vijay one last time, I silently opened the door and peeped out. The coast seemed to be clear and I tiptoed my way back to my room.

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I made it back just in time too. I shed my clothes and once again wrapped the towel around me. My hair was still wet from the shower and my sweat soaked body could easily give the impression that I had just stepped out of the shower. I hoped others could smell sex and Vijay on me.

A minute or so later, there was a knock on the door. One of my school and college friends called my name.

“Come in,” I said and she came in, followed by half a dozen of my other friends.

Laughing, giggling and teasing me, they went about dressing me up for the wedding.

“Oooh… naughty,” said one of my friends when I refused to wear the bra and panties she handed me.

“My wedding gift to Adi,” I said winking back at her.

While they fussed around, I felt a trickle of Vijay’s cum slide out of my pussy and make its way down my thigh. I smiled, thinking that my pussy was going to be leaking cum all day with the four loads he had managed to fill it with.

Two hours later, I was ready and guided to where the wedding was to happen. Adi was already there with a ‘sehera’ hiding his face. My dupatta covered my face too. I remember nothing of the wedding though. My mind was reliving every moment of the six orgasms I had fed Vijay and the four creampies he had stuffed my pussy with.

The next thing I remember is sitting in the wedding suite, waiting for Adi to make his grand appearance and consummate the wedding. I washed the stream of dried cum from my legs and also tried to remove traces of Vijay’s cum from my pussy.

Finally I sat on the bed, decked up with flowers all around and rose petals on the bed sheet. I wished Vijay would make an appearance instead of Adi and my mind drifted back to our intense love making of the morning.

My mind returned to reality when I heard the door open and Adi walked in.

He sat next to me on the bed and we indulged in some polite small talk for a while.

Finally, he started stripping me of the bridal jewelry.

As he was removing one piece after the other, he cleared his throat and, “I have a confession to make, Priya.”

An odd thing to say at the start of a marriage with, I thought, but kept silent like the servile Indian wife I was expected to be.

“Remember when I told you about our open sexual lifestyle?” I nodded, wondering where this was going.

“What I did not tell you is that I am actually a cuck,” seeing the look of confusion on my face, he continued, “you know, a man who gets turned on by watching another man take his woman. That and submissive, BDSM are the only things that can get me hard.”

“Oh!” I said, I hadn’t expected this and was completely taken by surprise.

“Of course, we can’t have BDSM sex on our wedding night, and from the way you reacted to the idea, I am guessing you might not want to do it. I won’t force you to.”

I just sat there dumbfounded, not knowing where this conversation was headed.

“But you deserve a proper suhaag raat,” he continued, then paused and cleared his throat again before saying, “so I thought of a solution that will help me get hard for you.”

With that he got up and headed for the door, I saw him walk out and then return a minute or so later. But he wasn’t alone. With him was a tall guy I vaguely recalled seeing as part of the groom’s party.

“Meet Sammy” he said, returning to the bed. The two men sat on either side of me, and my eyes went from one to the other. This can’t be what I think it is, I thought.

“Sammy is my best friend. We went to school and college together and now work in the same office.” He said. Again he cleared his throat before continuing, “we shared our first girlfriends and I was with him through his Suhaag Raat, just the way he is here for mine.”

“What is this?” I blurted.

“What I am saying is,” he hesitated, “I won’t be able to get it up till I see you getting fucked. And Sammy has been carrying an erection from the moment he saw you. So much so that his balls have been aching for a while and he is eager to empty them inside you.

So my thought was that Sammy would fuck you first and I would be hard by then and ready to have our suhaag raat.”

“Why him?” I couldn’t help asking, “why not my best friend?” I wasn’t realistically expecting him to say sure or anything like that, and he didn’t.

“Come on, Priya,” he said, “be a sport. You know you will be fucking my friends once we go back to the US. I told you about that right? What difference does it make who fucks you first?

While he was saying that, Sammy had taken my pallu off my shoulder and had started kissing and nuzzling my neck. Even though I was outraged at Adi, I was even more outraged at myself because I felt wetness gush to my pussy.

As if on cue, Sammy cupped a breast and squeezed. Turning my face towards him, he kissed my lips.

His tongue started probing my lips open and soon he was in my mouth, sucking on my tongue.

Through the corner of my eyes, I saw Adi sit on the chair next to the bed and untie his pajama.

He was going to watch his best friend fuck his wife.

Sammy led me to the bed and made me sit down, sitting next to me. Reaching behind me, he untied my blouse.

Pulling my blouse down to reveal one tit, he revealed one tit.

“God, you are beautiful,” he groaned, “I am so going to enjoy fucking you Bhabhi.” With that, he took the nipple in his mouth and sucked it hungrily for a few minutes.

Despite my revulsion, I couldn’t help the wetness that gushed to my pussy. After a while, he let go of my breast and proceeded to kiss and lick me all over my neck and chin before revealing the second nipple and devouring it for a while.

Eventually, he took a break from my breasts and and went down to my ankles.

Lifting one leg up, he sucked on all my toes and licked all over my foot.

Inch by inch, he kissed and licked up my leg, lifting my saree as he went along till he had my saree right up to my hips, uncovering my dripping wet panties.

“Bhabhi you are already wet,” he said grinning and caressing my pussy over my panties, “you must want it really bad.”

Bending down, he kissed and bit me all over my pussy over the panties.

“Dude, are you going to eat over her panties all night?” Adi asked, stroking his member, “I want to see her pussy too you know.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Sammy said, moving my panties aside, “take a good look.” After a moment, he licked my pussy mound and bit me, giving me the first hicky of my wedding night — from my husband’s friend.

“I am going to so enjoy creaming your pussy Bhabhi,” he said licking up and down my opening.

“Without condom?” I asked, taken aback. Both friends laughed at this.

“We never use condoms with each others’ girls.” Adi said while Sammy continued to eat me.

“Hey,” Adi said to Sammy, ” don’t be selfish. I want to smell and taste her panties too.”

Sammy sighed and made me sit up. Sitting on the floor at the foot of the bed, he pulled my panties down and took them off.

He smelled them before tossing them over his shoulder at Adi.

“You taste her wetness from there while I taste it from her pussy,” he said to Adi before burying his face between my legs and eating me hungrily.

After a while, in addition to eating me, he also started finger fucking me.

Despite myself, I couldn’t help cumming in his mouth after about fifteen minutes

“Your wife is absolutely delicious dude,” Sammy said after my orgasm passed. “I know you want me to fuck her, but I need to eat that pussy some more.”

He ate me for close to an hour making me cum in his mouth three more times.

“Fuck, you aren’t even naked yet, and have already cum four times,” he said grinning, taking a break from eating my pussy.

Moving back up, he started kissing me, letting me taste my cum mixed with his saliva.

While kissing me, he started squeezing my boobs.

Sliding one hand inside my blouse and bra, he started pinching my nipple, making me groan in his mouth.

After what felt like an eternity, Sammy stripped my saree, blouse, bra and inskert.

He shed his clothes while making me suck his cock.

Once naked, he finally entered my pussy and instantly started pounding me hard.

He didn’t last long, in about 10 or 12 strokes, he groaned, arched his back and erupted, filling my pussy with his cum.

“Next time, it will last longer, I promise,” he said kissing me before rolling off my body.

The moment he pulled out, Adi was there, licking his cum out of my pussy like the cuck he was.

Sammy watched Adi clean my pussy before moving in front of me.

After Adi had licked as much cum from inside and around my pussy as he could, he made me get on my hands and knees.

Sammy shoved his limp cock in my mouth to suck while Adi entered me from behind.

One fucked my mouth while the other fucked my pussy without any consideration to what I did or did not want.

Adi lasted longer than his friend, pounding me for over five minutes before erupting in me.

What a Suhaag raat! My pussy had taken two loads of cum already, from two different men. And the night wasn’t over yet.

By now Sammy was hard again and entered my ass.

Adi fed me his cock covered in both their cum to suck, while his friend pounded my ass.

They ravaged my body with their hands, body and cocks, eating my breasts violently, kissing me hard and deep and shoving both their cocks in whichever hole they fancied.

The two fucked me together and individually. More than once, I had both their cocks inside me — one in my pussy, the other in my ass.

It was almost three am, by the time they fell asleep exhausted after depositing multiple loads in both my holes.

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When they finally rolled off my body and fell asleep, I ran to the bathroom and cried. Taking a cold shower, I tried to wash the disgust off my body. I needed Vijay.

Once again, I tiptoed out of the room and into Vijay’s.

Between sobs, I told him what I had endured over the past few hours. He just held me and let me cry. The way his body was tensed, I knew he was seething with anger.

“Please don’t hate me Vijay, for what I am about to ask” I said eventually after I had calmed down.

“I need to be loved tonight, not fucked like a piece of meat the way those two fucked me. I need the orgasm they couldn’t give me. Please make love to me Vijay, I begged, “I need you tonight.”

In reply, he kissed me passionately.

Still kissing, we shed our clothes and were in his bed.

“I am going to miss you Priya,” he said spreading my legs and taking my pussy in his mouth.

“And I am going to miss you,” I replied, “but before that, I want as much of your sperm inside as possible.”

Like I had done the night before, I let him eat me through four intense and long orgasms, feeding him my fountains of squirt each time.

He then deposited three loads of his cum inside my pussy before we heard birds chirping.

Reluctantly, I made Vijay stop fucking me. Putting my clothes back on, I kissed him.

“Thank you once again,” I said and walked out of his life carrying the cum of three different men who had creamed my pussy on my Suhaag Raat. I shut the door behind me and snuck away into a life of misery…or so I thought.

But that is another story for another day.

To be continued…

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