The chapter that we've all been waiting for!
18+ content further into the story! Will give a warning!
POV: Kiara
"Bura na mano Holi hai!" Ayaan splashed a bunch of blue colour on me as I and Armaan climbed down the stairs to the living room.
I grinned and got some colour from a plate nearby and started chasing him, "Ayaan, you're so dead!" I wasn't going to stop.
"Kiara, Ayaan, you guys are going to slip and fall. Slow down bacha," I could hear Ma panicking but I wasn't going to leave Ayaan but then he suddenly crashed into something or should I say, someone. There was some colour in his hand already which landed on a very masculine body, my husband's body.
"I am so sorry bhai," Ayaan started to rub off the colour from Armaan's kurta when Armaan grabbed Ayaan's arm and pinned it behind him with just one of his hands and with his other hand he smeared yellow colour on him.
Ayaan's eyes widened, "Bhai... you... What!" Ayaan was shocked.
"Bura na mano, Holi hai," Armaan grinned and I took the chance to apply colour all over Ayaan's face.
"This is cheating," Ayaan complained while we all laughed.
The rest of the day went just like this, everyone was enjoying Holi together, applying colour to each other.
Most of the day I was occupied with guests, greeting them and making sure they felt welcomed and as a new wife, all the elderly gave me blessings and gifts as well. I never really got time to spend much time with Armaan but Armaan wasn't in much of an easier situation than me.
When I finally got the chance to meet him I decided to pour a whole bucket of colour on him from behind, making him drenched. He jerked his head back and smirked, "You're so done baby."
I started to take a slow step behind me while he started to take slow steps towards me. I'm in deep shit now. Great job Ki!
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I ran up the stairs into our room and then my dumb ass realised there was no escape. I looked back to see Armaan locking the door and taking big steps towards me with colour still in his hand. I took a couple of steps back as he took some steps towards me and my heart beat with his each step. I stopped when my back hit a wall, great job Ki, how are you going to escape now? But do I really want to escape?
He came close and his one arm slithered around my waist, jerking me towards him with his other hand leaning on the wall.
I closed my eyes to feel his rough lips on mine. He started to suck on my lower lip, fully demolishing it while I was still comprehending what was going on. Then he started sucking my top lip, slowly making it sore but I liked it. Then he pinched my waist making me gasp and he entered his tongue in mine. Uff, why is this so hot? He started tasting every part of my mouth and then the kiss went from slow to fast and rough within seconds. I tried kissing back but it was utterly useless, he clearly wanted to dominate the kiss. After a solid couple of minutes, I was running out of breath so he pulled out but I wanted him back. As I panted, trying to catch my breath, he started to nibble on my neck.
"Ouch, Maan," I winced when he bit my soft skin a bit too hard. He slowly started to take off my safety pin making the pallu fall on the ground with his head still buried in my neck.
He then slithered his hand behind my back and started to untie the knots, completely making my back naked. He slowly started to slide down one side of the blouse but then stopped.
"Do you want me to go ahead with this or are you uncomfortable?" he asked. Why is this man like this? Quoting Taylor Swift, "In a world of men, he's a gentleman," I thought. I quickly nodded my head to let him know that I was comfortable.
"So, is that a thumbs up?" he asked. "Yes, it's a yes Maan!" I smiled.
He smiled back and he started slowly sucking my shoulder while continuing to slide down the blouse and he did the same with the other side. When the blouse was completely off he threw it behind him. Unfortunately, I wasn't wearing a bra so my boobs were on full display. He latched on to one of my tits and slowly started sucking it. First, he was slow and then he roughened the pace. It hurt but it didn't at the same time. Then he squeezed my other boob with the hand that held colour. He then slowly started to slither it all over, making my boob look all red and colourful. Now why was this hot?
His hand went gently down towards my bare waist, gently stroking it while I let another moan.
His fingers slowly progressed downwards towards the pleats of my sari and harshly jerked it out of my petticoat, making the sari fall on the ground, creating a mess. I was now naked with just my petticoat and my underwear, I didn't know where my blouse was and the sari was lying messily on the floor.
Maan bent down on his knees and went inside my petticoat, only his legs were visible, and the rest of his body was hiding under my petticoat. I was about to ask why he went under my petticoat instead of just removing it but I felt a little tickle on my inner thighs as his warm tongue stroked the skin on my inner thighs and then his teeth dug into it, ouch.
"Maan!" I half moaned and half yelled.
"You're dripping wet for me cinnamon," he said while progressing his tongue towards my underwear. He softly started licking the lacy material but didn't take it off. I could feel a whole different sensation down there, it wasn't pain but pleasure, a good type of pleasure. I plussure that I never knew I craved but suddenly he stopped and got out of my petticoat. He slowly stood up while grinning, locking eyes with me and I hadn't realised when but my petticoat was now on the ground with the rest of my sari. So now I was just in my underwear and nothing else. Why am I feeling shy but not shy at the same time?
He picked me up in bridal style and gently put me on the bed and what he did next made me pissed mad. He fucking ripped my favourite black, lacy underwear. Aghhhh!
"Maan, that was my favourite!" I almost yelled.
"Don't worry baby, I'll get 100s of those for you," he pecked my stomach. Fair enough.
He spread my legs and sat between them. And then my eyes were blessed when he sexily removed his kurta off of him. Uff! Those abs were doing something to me, they just looked too tempting.
He then brought down his mouth near my pussy and latched onto my clit and without any warming he started sucking on it harshly making me a moaning mess. His one hand progressed towards my boobs while the other was rubbing my entrance. He squeezed my boob harshly and his one finger entered my pussy, Ouch!
"Maan," I moaned louder.
"Mmm, you taste so good baby," his warm breath tickled making an increase in pleasure. He started to leave trails of warm kisses upwards towards my boobs. He started to suck on my tits while another finger entered my pussy.
"Ag\hh Maan," I winced. He started pumping his fingers inside and outside of me. With each thrust, he increased his pace and he did the same with my hardened bud.
I felt a pleasurable knot building up in my lower abdomen, I was about to release, "Armaan, I'm so close," I moaned.
"Yes baby, cum for me," he said in his deep husky voice and within seconds I released all over his big, rough fingers.
He pulled his fingers out of me and progressed it towards his mouth and licked it clean, sucking in all my juices while I was still panting like a fish without water.
"Are you okay baby?" he asked when I finally caught my breath.
"Yes," I nodded, all I want right now is him, him inside me.
"Do you want me to continue or are you tired cinnamon?" he pecked my lips.
"I want you to continue Maan, I want you inside me, NOW!" I whined. He climbed off the bed and started taking off his pyjamas leaving him only in his boxers staring sexily at me. I licked my lips and he jerked off his boxers, throwing it away behind him to god knows where.
He climbed back on the bed, while my eyes were stuck like glue on his hard cock. It was massive, now how is this going to fit inside me? Should I withdraw? Will it hurt? Shit!
He lined his dick near my entrance and smiled at me.
"Are you sure baby?" he asked. OMFG why is he such a gentleman? I love him.
"Baby it's going to hurt a bit, but then it will be pleasurable. Are you okay with it?" he tried to assure me. I am so turned on right now and all I want is him inside me and yet here this man won't shut up!
"Just get inside me dickhead!" I commanded and he started to chuckle.
"My baby is desperate," he giggled. I am going to kill this man!
"Maan if you... ahhh," he pushed his tip inside me causing me to wince in pain.
"Sorry baby, do you want me to continue," he whispered in my ear. Obviously! I nodded my head. Right now I can't think or do anything sane! all I want to do is be fucked by this man!
He slowly entered himself more into me. Oh fuck this is so bad! But then he stopped and then let me adjust to it. Now it wasn't that bad until he started moving further in me. How big is this guy?!
"Maan! How big are you?"
"Just a little more baby," he pecked my forehead.
He gave me extra time to adjust and breathe when he was fully in me. He started moving inside me as soon as I tapped his shoulder, giving him a green light signal that he could move. He started picking up his pace and then latching onto tits. I could feel something tickly in my abdomen and down near there, it felt good! Very good.
"Ahhh... Maannn," I moaned and he picked up an even faster, animalistic pace. He started to nibble on my skin near my neck, marking me his.
"Baby, you're making me crazy!" he kept his pacing going. With every thrust, he kept digging into me deeper and deeper. It was taking me to a different universe, a universe full of pain but pleasure.
"Take it in like my good little slut!" he panted. Oh god, this is getting sexier with each passing second.
He grabbed both my legs and put it on his shoulder, making my anklets make tinkling sounds which only made him go mad rough. Then I felt a knot down there and within seconds I shattered. But then he pulled out making me frown. What happened? He wasn't released yet, so why did he pull out?
"This is your first time, I don't want to go extra hard baby. Don't worry I'll jerk off here," he brushed his lips on mine.
"No, I can take it," I pouted. I think I can, how bad could it be right?
He shook his head in denial, "No cinnamon, we will do it next time but not today, I seriously don't want to hurt you okay, but..." he raised his eyebrows, "How bout you help me?" He grinned.
"But how?" I damn know I'm blushing.
"boob-job (sorry I don't know what it's called and I just got a suggestion for this so I'm just making up random names, but you get the jizz), but only if you're comfortable, are you?" he stroked my warm, hot cheeks while I nodded.
He adjusted his dick between my sore boobs and started thrusting. At first, it was slow but then it got into a swift past, probably worse than an animalistic speed, now I understand why Maan didn't want to release inside me.
"You're," thrust* "Such," thrust* "A," thrust* "Goodgirl Cinnamon," and with that I felt a warm, thick, liquidy substance covering my boobs.
He laid down beside me still panting, and then he wrapped his big, veiny arm around my small waist and pulled me into him.
"You're the reason I feel safe, Maan," I whispered.
"And you're the reason I breathe, Cinnamon."
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