I saw Madhu first time, one day before her marriage. She is tall lean, with beautiful innocent face, large expressive innocent anxious eyes, wide mouth, thick full sensuous pouting juicy thick lips, jet-black long wavy very thick voluminous smooth hip length hair arranged into a bewitching thick braid decorated with jasmine flowers moving jauntily. Her braid looks heavy and thick on her slender frame. She has big round firm breasts, thin midriff, taunt waist, long legs and hourglass figure. She looks skinny, lean, delicate and fragile, yet gorgeously curvaceous. Her collarbones are visibly prominent making her more desirable. She has beautiful smile forming dimples on both sides of cheeks. She has beautiful mole just below her left collarbone that makes her sexier.
Padma explained and discussed with Madhu about her status of newlywed virgin widow and her plan to get her impregnated by Shiva to keep family honor. Madhu agreed.
It was a tradition that new widow has to be attired like punyasthri, and perform puja to her husband’s photo.
Padma asked the maids to bathe Madhu with rose water and shampoo her hair. Padma supervised and directed maids to comb Madhu’s hair and arrange the hair into braid, adorn the braid with jasmine malas. After maids left, Padma told Madhu that in the night she has to go Shiva’s room as bride for first night.
Padma: Madhu, don’t be afraid and cooperate, Shiva will impregnate you.
Madhu: I am afraid.
Padma: why? don’t you like him?
Madhu: I like him
Padma : why are you afraid of him
Madhu: I am not afraid of him. I am afraid of…. his thing. I saw you and him yesterday night.
Padma: Oh!…. It is good you saw us. He is big. You will enjoy his power. He will show you heaven. I will tell me him to be gentle. He knows how to handle a girl.
Padma brought her widowed virgin daughter-in-law, Madhusmitha, attired as a traditional bride for the first night (Shobhanam). Madhu draped a off white golden border silk sari attenuating her curves, hair arranged into a bewitchingly beautiful single thick braid adorned with jasmine flowers to my room with a glass of milk. It was the tradition that widowed wife wears kumkum on forehead and flowers in braid until all ceremonies performed on thirteenth day.
Padma said, ‘Shiva, here is your new wife, make her happy and pregnant soon. She is a virgin. Do not frighten her. She is ready for you and accepts you as her new husband. Make love to her. She smiled and whispered in my ear ‘Fuck her and show her what it is like being fucked by a real stud.’ She left the room.
Madhu stood there with a glass of milk in her hands. I brought her to the bed. She handed over the glass of milk. I drank half the glass and offered her touching the glass to her lips. She opened her mouth and drank the milk. I wiped traces of milk from her lips with my finger and tasted it. I looked at her, who is young, lean and curvaceous, beautiful and sexy. I traced my finger on her lips and said, Madhu, You are a beautiful girl and I want you to know that I like you very much.
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