Happy Ending For My Sister - Part 2
One fine day Sana’s family invited Navin. Navin and Sana were looking very happy that day. Navin was a dark hunk, muscular guy and Sana was very feminine and delicate girl. I always wondered if they had sex, he would tear her. At the engagement party, when Navin lifted Sana, they looked like Tarzan and Jane. Although it was a private family function, a few friends and Asif’s parents too attended.They presented Sana a gold chain and Navin gold ring. They too approved this relation, as they were very modern. They also invited him to their home to stay with Sana, whenever and however he wants. Navin was a lucky guy. He can enjoy their bungalow which has a swimming pool at the middle of 36 acres property. No one can come inside without permission. They will live there as they want and enjoy. Moreover, he got Sana, my beloved di who was not any less than a goddess beauty. Navin was saying something in her ears and she was shying like anything. I clicked some nice photographs of the couple. They decided to marry as per Hindu tradition as it is very exotic. We did not invite many people to the wedding to avoid the fuss. So I and my mom prepared Sana for the wedding. She has hair silky thick brown hairs which were decorated by jasmine flowers. I went out for her to change the dress. When she was stepping down from the stairs, everyone looked at her with pride. She was looking like an angel. Pandit ji chanted mantras. Navin was looking like a prince too. They suited each other. After feras, they took blessings from everybody. Navin’s family was celebrating very hard. We decided to arrange the first night at Asif’s home. That was my responsibility. I and Asif’s father decorated their room very nicely. Candles, flowers, and chocolates everywhere. I put a large multi-flavored condom box at the left, and gel tube, oil bottle and liquid chocolate bottle one the right another side of the bed. Dim light blue music making my cock already hard. Navin came there and saw the room carefully. He was in cloud nine. He was very happy and thanking me repeatedly. When we were going out, he told me to wait and let Asif’s father go. He asked me a favor, I told: “Tell me anything jiju.” Navin, “Promise?” I replied “Promise!” Navin said, “You wait with camera in the balcony.” I said, “What the hell!” To which he said, “You have been witness to our whole relationship. I want you to capture some of our intimate moments.” I was dumbstruck. “But how?” he broke my sentence and said. Navin said, “See don’t make noise. Sana knows this. She wants to save the moments so later it can be seen.” I asked, “How did she agree to be seen naked? She is so shy.” “She has agreed for the kiss only. But you can see everything. That’s my reward to you for decorating this.” Navin explained. I was delighted. I was rock hard below. Mom, Sana’s mom, and Asif’s mom sent Sana in ghunghat and with a large glass of milk. Ladies were joking hard and teasing Sana. Asif’s mom said, “Sana, I am telling you. We want healthy babies as early as possible.” My mom said, “But babies will be Hindu or Muslim?” “Don’t make my daughter cry damadji,” said Sana’s mom. I was surprised by such words by my family women. I assumed them very religious and innocent. “Sasuma, she will cry in pleasure,” Navin promised. Everybody laughed and ladies shied and went out. “Rehana, your jamairaja is so naughty….” (Rehana is Sana di’s mom). Their voices disappeared. Here, Navin stood and welcomed Sana. “Come here, my dear begum. You are looking so sexy in the sari.” He made her sit beside him on the bed and took some milk in his mouth. But he didn’t drink it. He kissed Sana and made her drink from his mouth. Already breathing hard Sana lost her breath. Some milk spilled on her blouse. “Sana we should get rid of the blouse as its wet,” Said Navin. “You were behind my boobs from the first day, I know,” Sana said smilingly. “Take them in your charge, my dear husband. They are all yours.” Navin started peeling her blouse while kissing her hard. Soon Sana was in only lacy embroidery bra. The whole scene was so sexy and room temperature was rising high. Navin looked at her sexy bosom like a hungry child. He caressed and kissed her perfect mangos. Sana di started moaning, “Aaahhh… aaaaa…. Outchhhhh.” Navin started biting her treasure set. When he ultimately tore off her lacy bra, I could see her breasts were amazing, hard. She has dark pinkish areolas. Navin literally attacked them. Sana di was moaning continuously. He didn’t give a heed. She didn’t stop him, as if she has no control over her own body and Navin has. She was enjoying the attention she was getting. He played with her breasts as he wants like a madman. He held her nipples in his teeth and pulled upwards and let them slip. He repeated this again and again. Sana’s moans were so loud; I fear family members must have heard her. Navin used to French kiss her to suppress her noise. This was all very much for Sana. They forgot I have been recording them from the balcony. They were lost in the forest of lust. Sana fixed her eyes on him to see what he is doing in curiosity and anticipation. She had mixed expression on her face, pain pleasure and hunger for more. “Stand up babe it’s time for your Vatrsaharan,” said Navin. As she stood, he pulled her sari lustfully. When her petticoat dropped down, she tried to hide her panty with her hands and ran away. But Navin was fast; in a jiffy, he pulled her by the braid and kissed her hard. “Make me strip girl,” he ordered. He stood in the middle of their king size bed. Sana moved around him and lustfully examining his body structure and muscles while peeling his sherwani. Both looking sexy and horny but Sana di was most. Only panty on her her haid braid caressing her butt while moving.