Muslim Aunty Became My Wife - Part 2
Hey guys, Thomas here with the second part of my story. Thank you so much for all the love and support you guys gave me for my story. So grateful to you readers out there This is the continuation of last part. So if you guys wanna check out the last part, it would be great. Coming to the story. It’s been one year since the incident happened with Shehna who’s now my wife. We’re both very happy, especially her, as now she has a family of her own. After our first sex, she wanted me to marry her and be there for her as she had no one. I thought to myself and I came to a decision that I’ll be there for her always. After the temporary bridge was built. I took her home and mom was happy that we’re back safe and sound. I never told mom what I had in mind. I waited for some time. Shehna was not happy either. She had no idea how my mom would react. So I waited for a few days and told my parents about Shehna. They were shocked at first. But my dad, being a civilized and free-thinking man, told me, “It’s your life, son, and it’s your decision. But I want you to be safe and secure.” Mom was hesitant first. But deep down she was sympathetic for Shehna which later turned to an agreement. And they asked me to fix the date. I was super happy. Then the day came. I never liked grand ceremonies like weddings. I always preferred discreet and simple weddings. So we got married at the sub-registrar office. Some of our close relatives and friends were only invited. And when my friends saw my bride all of them were literally in a shock. They were stunned by her beauty. Even my girlfriends who were there asked me why I hid my girlfriend all this time. I just winked at them. Let me describe Shehna. She was wearing a Kasuvu saree with a green blouse with light makeup, mascara, pink lip gloss, and blue eye shadow. Her black charcoal hair was tied neatly in a ponytail. She was so happy and her face was glowing with happiness. All of my friends were happy as well as surprised as to why I was marrying early. But no one knows the secret except me and my family. We signed the document and all the paperwork. We were cleared. Officially we were married. Then all of our friends left us bidding bye and wishing us all the best. We got home and settled on the couch. Then I asked her to pack her bag and get ready. In a surprise, she asked, “Where are we going?” I replied to her, “Just listen to what I’m saying.” She gave me a kiss on my lips and said she’ll be ready in 20 minutes. I told my parents that I’m taking her for a honeymoon. They told me to take care of her and be safe. We then took a cab and left for the airport. She had no clue what was happening. But just like any obedient wife, she listened to everything I asked her to. When we were about to board our flight, I told her we were going to Manali. And then finally we reached Manali and checked in at our hotel. I had already booked a honeymoon suite. It was looking erotic with roses and aromatic candles lit. I quickly then bolted the door and got hold of her cheeks. I was kissing her madly. She responded well and we were in lust. She broke the kiss. She asked me not to leave her and be there for her until the end. I could not say anything. She said all she has now is me in her life. Hearing all this made me sad. I gave her a kiss on her forehead and said I love you. She hugged me tight and we stayed like that for 5 minutes. I caressed her back and gave light kisses. Then she told me to give her 10 minutes. She rushed to the washroom with her bag. I was now settled on the bed and was going through my mails. Then after a few minutes. I heard the washroom door open. I was stunned to see her in the same saree which she wore at our wedding. The sight was driving me with lust. Her dark eyes with mascara and eye shadows. This time she put on some light makeup and deep red lip gloss which was making me mad. Her hair was tied exactly like the ponytail which did at our wedding. I then got up from the bed. But she pushed me back. I was sitting there stunned by my wife’s beauty. She then sat on my lap and started kissing me. We were both getting wild. I was biting her lips and she was moaning. This drove me mad and I pulled her pallu down and removed her entire saree. And there she was in her petticoat and green blouse. I went to kiss her lips and she stopped me by putting her finger on my lips. But in pleasure, I bit her finger. She responded with, “Aah, echaayaaa.” It is a name which our wife calls out of admiration in Kerala Christians. This drove me mad and out of control. I started kissing her all over and biting her neck. She too responded well and she pushed me to the bed and lifted her petticoat. She got on top of me and was kissing me, biting my lips. In the meantime, I removed my jeans. She was busy unbuttoning my shirt while kissing me. Then I removed my underwear and my cock sprung out. It was super hard because of all the foreplay. I then started to suck her tongue and removing her panty at the same time. While removing the panty I spanked her ass hard. In return, she bit my tongue which made me mad. I then started rubbing her pussy. She was getting wild, kissing me harder and she was moving like crazy on top of me. I then guided my cock into her pussy. And she adjusted her pussy for my cock. When the tip touched her hole she broke the kiss, looked into my eyes and told me, “Echaya, I love you.” In one swift move, I got hold of her hip and pushed my cock inside her pussy. She hugged me tight and screamed. I started to fuck her and she was still hugging me. In a couple of minutes, she started moaning and was enjoying the action. This made me increase my speed. In a shocking move, she let her hair loose from the ponytail and let her hair down which was so sexy and wild. It even made my cock harder. And then she wrapped my fingers with her’s and started to ride me. She was riding my cock for a few minutes.