I looked at my mom and then turned back to Anita.
Anita :I’m OK.
Me :Nice. See you later.
Anita :Bye.
I was so happy that I came to know something about her. With her reactions on the conversation my mind said that nothing is problematic there. So the only thing left is getting ready. On the way my mom asked me
Mom :Is everything Okay there.
Me :Yes mom.
Mom :Are you happy now.
Me :Ofcourse.
Then she called my dad and put a green signal to my marriage. As the good luck time is from 11 to 1 I had enough time to bath (nothing more than a bath). Finally on the stage I married her. The entire family was filled with joy(my babe too). We got functions until night around 9. Inbetween I touch her hand and it will be smooth as silk and soft as feather. That made me so tempted towards her. I know it was not good to have sex with her on that night, But my culprit mind and the temptation made by her, overtook my sense. In order to take her to the comfort zone I was cracking some jokes inbetween to make her smile. Everything went well. It was around 9:45 when we are ready to go to bed. While we enter the room my mom called her to the kitchen. I was super angry with my mom. I was sitting in the bed alone. Within minutes I heared the door opening. My sweet doll entered the room. With her body filled with shy, her face and eyes facing the floor, with a large tumbler of milk in her hand(normally my mom offers me milk when I go to bed), in a pink silk saree, with some jasmine flowers in her head, a small forehead pendant, a cute bindi in her forehead, jewelleries like ear rings, necklace, chain, bangles in her hands, rings in her fingers, hip chain, anglets, toe rings everything with a pink skin background with a beautiful juicy body, standing like a doll, I was searching for my sense which told me to not have sex with her tonight. I was super tempted on her. She was slowly walking towards me. As she comes towards me my heartbeat raised as never before. She came near me and offered me the milk. I asked her to sit and I had a sip of mik and offered the milk to her.
Anita :I don’t want this much. You can take more.
Me :It’s enough for me dear. Have it dear. You need to get stronger.
Anita :(with a little smile) Ok.
Me :Drink…Drink..
While she was drinking the milk it felt heavenly to see milk passing through her throat. My stupid mind is urging me like ” What are you waiting for. Eat her”. But in her case I wanted to take it even more slow and steady as the reaction of today’s effect will affect my entire life. So I planned to take it nice and easy. She placed the tumbler on the table and sat on the right side of me. I sat even closer to her by turning towards her. At that time I saw her boob struggling inside her blouse under her saree and below that her cheesy hip. It felt like I was about to go uncontrollable on her. somehow I controlled my mind and turned my eyes towards her face. But it was even worser than that. She was in a bit of shy with eyes down to the floor, her forehead pendant is a bit hanging on her head, a wide quarter moon forehead, cute thinner eyerows, below that two eyes just like black grapes floating on milk covered by cute and even eyelashes, next comes her sharp nose, her apple like cheeks is calling to be eaten up, her soft and elegant ears with hanging cute ear rings, her juicy lips it is cherry red even without lipstick and juicy and fleshy like orange, and a sea cone like throat below her curved chin. Really I had some tough times to control myself. Finally I started a convo with her.
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