I was happily married to my wives. Babita, Anjali and Madhvi were always eager to receive my cock. And my new wife, Roshan, was slowly getting used to my dick. And Sonu had just turned 18, so she was also eligible to have sex now, and I had already fucked her a couple of times. But I wanted more. I wanted to have more wives. I had already impregnated all my wives many times before. The last time was when I fucked them on Diwali, and I wanted to see their belly grow.
While I was pounding the brains out of my first wife, Babita, her ass jiggling from the impact of my powerful thrusts, she said, "Aaahhh Ayush, fuck me harder!" She moaned.
I replied, "Yes, my princess. I'll make you feel good."
I sped up my thrusts, pounding her faster and faster. I was like a piston pumping inside a cylinder.
"AAHHH… Ayush… You're so good… No other man can make me feel this good!" She was screaming.
I reached down and played with her clit while my cock was still inside her. Her moaning intensified. Soon she orgasmed, squirting all over my cock and stomach. Her pussy twitched, and then she started sucking my nipples, her teeth grazing them, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body. I grunted in pain and pleasure. I was enjoying her lips on my nipples.
"Haa… Ayush… you know… I like your idea of a harem," she said while sucking my nipples.
"Oh? Do you?" I said, a smirk forming on my face.
"Yesss… aahhh… I want more women… to experience… this pleasure," she moaned.
"Any suggestions?" I asked.
"Hmm… what about Daya? I don't think her husband can satisfy her," she said.
"Good idea," I said as I turned her over. She was now on all fours, and I started pounding her pussy from behind. Her ass jiggled with each thrust.
"Ayush… Ayush… harder please!" She screamed.
I increased the speed and force of my thrusts. She was now screaming in pleasure.
"Yes… Yes… Ayush… Just like that… ohh… ahhh!" She kept screaming.
"Babita… I'm close!" I shouted.
"Fill me up… Ayush… ahh… pleaseee," she begged.
I grunted as I released my hot cum inside her pussy, filling her up.
"Ayushhh… you came a lot… this time," she said.
"It's because of you, my love. Your beauty arouses me too much," I replied.
I pulled out of her pussy and kissed her forehead. She smiled at me.
"Thank you, Ayush," she said.
"For what?" I asked.
"For making my life so fulfilling. I never knew sex could be so good," she said.
"You deserve it, my love," I replied.
She kissed me again, this time on my lips. Then she left. I decided it was time to add Daya to my harem. I would be her bull.
I met with Jethalal the next day.
"Hi, Jethalal. I have a proposal for you," I said.
"Oh? What is it?" he asked.
"I need someone to help me with some land deals in Gujrat," I said.
"Land deals? I'm a shop owner," he said.
"Yes, but I also know that you are a very intelligent man, and you have done some real estate deals before. I need your help," I lied.
"Really? Me?" He was happy to be recognized for his skills.
"Yes. And I will give you a fair share of the profit," I said.
"I would be happy to help!" He exclaimed.
"Great. Then get ready to leave tomorrow," I said.
"Tomorrow?" He was surprised.
"Yes. We need to act fast," I said.
He left to prepare for the trip, and I left with a smile on my face. He agreed. Now I just had to convince his old father, Champaklal, to go with him, leaving his wife, Daya, and his 10-year-old son, Tapu, alone. I had already taken a liking to Tapu and called him my brother, while Daya was my bhabhi. Tapu was also very fond of me.
I went to their house and convinced Champaklal to go with his son on the trip. He agreed, and they left. Now, Daya and Tapu were alone, and I was ready to seduce Daya.
The next morning, I went to their house. I had breakfast with Daya and Tapu.
"Ayush Bhaiya, you're the best!" Tapu said.
I smiled and ruffled his hair. "You're my best brother, Tapu," I said.
Daya smiled at us. "I'm glad to see you two getting along," she said.
I turned to her and said, "Bhabhi, I've always wanted to say this. You're an amazing mother. Tapu is such a great kid, and it's all thanks to you."
She blushed and said, "Thank you, Ayush. That means a lot coming from you."
I handed Tapu 1000 rs and said, "Here, Tapu. Go buy whatever you want."
His eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "Really?! Ayush Bhaiya, thank you so much!"
He ran out of the house, excited to buy new things. I turned to Daya and said, "I hope you don't mind me spoiling him a bit."
She smiled and said, "Not at all. He's very lucky to have an elder brother like you. I just hope he doesn't become too spoiled."
"Don't worry, bhabhi. I'll make sure he doesn't," I assured her.
"Thank you," she said. "Can I get you anything to drink?"
"No, thank you. I'm fine," I replied.
"Are you sure? It's no trouble at all," she said.
"I insist. I just came to see how you're doing. I know it can be difficult to take care of everything alone," I said.
She sighed. "It's not easy, but I manage. I just wish Jethalal would help more. But he's always busy with his shop. He doesn't have time for us."
I put my hand on her shoulder. "I understand, bhabhi. If there's anything I can do to help, please don't hesitate to ask."
She looked at me, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Ayush."
We talked for a while longer. She made tea for herself and offered me some, but I declined again. Then, I said goodbye and left. I knew that seducing her wouldn't be easy, but I was determined. She was a beautiful woman, and I wanted her. I wanted to make her mine. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted her to have my babies. I had to make sure that Jethalal and Champaklal wouldn't return soon, so I planned to send them on another trip. I would make sure they were gone for at least two weeks. That should be enough time to seduce Daya and make her mine.
I paid some local gangs in Gujrat to kill Jethalal and Champaklal and make it look like a robbery gone wrong. I waited a few days, then I received news that they had been killed. I went to Daya's house and consoled her. She cried on my shoulder and asked why such a thing happened to them.
"I don't know, bhabhi," I replied. "But I promise you, I will take care of you and Tapu. You won't have to worry about anything."
She looked at me with gratitude. "I don't know what I would do without you," she said.
I put my arm around her and pulled her close. "You will never have to find out," I said. "I will always be here for you."
She hugged me tightly. "Thank you," she whispered.
I could feel her hot breath on my neck. It was intoxicating. I hugged her back and said, "You're welcome."
We stayed like that for a while, her head on my shoulder, my arm around her waist. I could feel her soft breasts pressing against my chest. It was tempting, but I had to be patient. I couldn't make a move yet. She was still grieving, and I had to respect that. But I was determined to make her mine one day. And that day wasn't far away.
Over the next few weeks, I helped Daya and Tapu adjust to their new life. I helped Tapu with his studies and made sure he was doing well in school. I also helped Daya with household chores and took care of her when she felt unwell. Slowly but surely, I was becoming an integral part of their lives, and they were starting to depend on me more and more. I made sure to be there for them whenever they needed me. And as they came to rely on me, I knew that Daya would soon be ready for the next step in our relationship. She would soon be ready to be my wife.
Finally, the day came when I decided to bring Daya and Tapu into my home. I knew it wouldn't be easy for them to leave their old house, but I convinced them that it would be best for them. I promised them that they would have a better life with me. And when they met my wives, they were overjoyed.
"Wow, this is amazing," Daya said as she looked around my spacious home.
I smiled. "Yes, I'm glad you like it," I said.
"But… why do you want us to live here?" She asked.
"Because I want to take care of you," I replied. "I know how hard it is for you to manage everything on your own. I want to help you."
"But I don't want to burden you," she said.
"You won't be a burden," I assured her. "I want you to be happy. And I want Tapu to have a good life too."
She looked at me and smiled. "Okay," she said. "We'll stay here with you."
I smiled and hugged her. "That's great," I said. "Now, let me show you your room."
I took her to her room, and she was amazed. It was a big room with an attached bathroom, and it had all the modern amenities.
"This is amazing," she said.
"Yes, I had it specially designed for you," I replied.
"For me?" She was surprised.
"Yes, I wanted to make sure you would be comfortable here," I said.
She smiled and said, "Thank you. This is more than I could have ever dreamed of."
"You're welcome," I replied. I left her to settle in. She was finally under my roof, and soon she would be my wife.
That evening, I invited Nattu Kaka and Sundar (Daya's other brother) into my home, and we had a big celebration with my wives and children. Daya and Tapu felt loved and happy with this change in their life. And Nattu kaka and Sundar were happy to see their sister and nephew so happy. They thanked me for taking care of their family.
I told them that I would help them grow Gada electronics, and the sole owner would be Tapu, but since he was still a minor, I would act as a proxy until he came of age.
I told Nattu Kaka to handle the store as a manager, and Sundar would be the main supplier.
Daya felt happy that I was helping a widow and her son in such a big way. She was very grateful. That night, after dinner, when everyone had gone to sleep, Daya came to my room. I was surprised to see her, but I let her in.
"Ayush, I just wanted to thank you again for everything you've done for us," she said. "You've changed our lives in ways we never could have imagined."
"You're welcome, bhabhi. It's my pleasure to help you," I replied.
"No, I mean it. You've done so much for us. I don't know how I can ever repay you," she said.
"There's no need to repay me. I just want you and Tapu to be happy," I said.
"That's very kind of you. You're a great man, Ayush," she replied.
"I'm just doing what anyone would do in my position," I said humbly.
"No, you're not. You're doing much more than anyone else would. You've given us a new life, a better life. You've taken us in when we had nowhere else to go. You've given us hope for the future," she said.
I could see the tears in her eyes. I got up and hugged her tightly. She hugged me back, and we stood there for a moment, holding each other.
For the next few days, Daya saw how well I treated them. She also found new companions in the form of Babita, Anjali, Roshan, and Madhvi. She and they helped each other a lot. She often helped them to care for the newborn babies and taught them how to take care of them. It was a happy household. I made sure they all had everything they needed. I even took them for outings to the park and the mall. I spoiled them with gifts and attention. They all loved me, and I loved them too. They were my family, and I would do anything to keep them happy.
One day, as I was about to leave for a meeting, Daya approached me. "Ayush, can I talk to you for a minute?" she asked.
I turned to face her and smiled. "Of course, bhabhi. What is it?"
She took a deep breath before speaking. "I wanted to say thank you for everything you've done. You've given me and Tapu a new life, and we're so grateful for that."
"You're welcome," I said with a smile. "I'm happy to help."
"You know, I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't come into our lives. I don't think I could have managed on my own," she said, her voice trembling slightly.
"You don't have to thank me, bhabhi. You and Tapu are family now, and family takes care of each other," I replied.
"You're right," she said, a small smile forming on her face. "We are family now."
I nodded and smiled back at her. "Exactly. And I promise I'll always be there for you and Tapu."
She looked at me for a moment before speaking again. "Ayush… I want you to know that I… I really care about you. You've become like a part of our family, and I don't know what we'd do without you."
I could see the sincerity in her eyes, and my heart warmed. I placed a hand on her shoulder and said, "I care about you too, bhabhi. We're family now, and nothing will ever change that."
She nodded, and we shared a heartfelt smile. "Thank you for being there for us, Ayush. We really appreciate it," she said.
The next morning, when Tapu went to school and all my wives left for their own work, I invited my bhabhi Daya on a full-day trip. I told her that she needed to relax, and a change of scene would do her good. She agreed. Being a depressed widow was taking a toll on her, so I took her on a ride. We went to the hills. The weather was great, and the scenery was breathtaking. I could see my bhabhi in awe of the nature. She was wearing a sari, and I could see her fair skin through it. She was so beautiful. We walked around the hills, and she told me about her life with her husband, Jethalal.
"He was a good man," she said. "But he was always busy with his work. He didn't have much time for me and Tapu. But still, I loved him."
I nodded. "I'm sorry for your loss," I said.
"It's okay," she replied. "These things happen. But I'm glad I have you now. You've helped me so much."
"I'm happy to help," I said. I looked at her and said, "But bhabhi, I want you to forget your past and move on. You're still young, and you deserve to be happy."
She looked at me. "What do you mean?" she asked.
"I mean, you should think about finding love again," I replied.
She looked surprised. "But… but I'm a widow," she said.
"And that doesn't mean you have to be alone for the rest of your life," I said gently. "You deserve to be loved, bhabhi."
She looked down. "I don't think I'm ready for that," she said softly.
"That's okay," I said. "There's no rush. But when you are ready, just know that you have the right to be loved again."
She looked up at me. "Thank you, Ayush," she said. "That means a lot coming from you."
After our trip, we came home, and I asked Daya if she would like to go out for dinner with me. She was hesitant at first, but eventually agreed. I took her to a nice restaurant, and we sat down at a table. As we waited for our food, I looked at her.
"Bhabhi, I need to talk to you about something," I said.
"What is it?" she asked, looking a bit worried.
"I want you to know something. I care about you deeply. And I was wondering if you would like to become my wife," I said.
Her eyes widened in surprise. "Your wife? But… but I'm your bhabhi!" she exclaimed.
"I know, but I think you would make a wonderful wife. And I would be honored if you agreed to marry me," I said.
"I… I don't know what to say," she said.
"If you need time to think about it, I understand," I said. "Just know that I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
She looked at me in amazement. "You… you love me?" she asked.
"Yes, with all my heart," I replied.
"But… but what about our family? What will they think?" she asked.
"They will be happy for us," I said. "They know how much I care about you."
She took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay," she said.
"Okay? Does that mean you'll marry me?" I asked eagerly.
She smiled. "Yes, Ayush. I'll marry you."
I grinned and pulled her into a tight embrace. "Thank you!" I exclaimed. "I promise you won't regret it."
"I know I won't," she replied, smiling.
I paid the bill and took her to the top of a hill where we could see the whole city. There was no one there. I hugged her and kissed her. She was blushing hard. She was a traditional woman, and this kind of boldness was not in her nature. But I didn't care. I wanted her to be mine, and I wouldn't let anything stop me.
"I love you, bhabhi," I whispered.
"I love you too, Ayush," she replied shyly.
"From now on, you have to call me Tapu ke papa," I said.
She blushed even harder. "Ayush! Don't say that," she said, playfully slapping my arm.
I laughed. "Why not? It's the truth. I'm going to be Tapu's papa."
She giggled and shook her head. "You're so naughty," she said.
"I know," I said, grinning. "But you love me anyway, right?"
"Yes, I do," she replied, leaning in to kiss me again.
As we kissed, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer. She moaned into my mouth as I deepened the kiss. I could feel her breasts pressing against my chest, and it was driving me crazy. I wanted her so badly, but I knew I had to wait. I couldn't rush things with her. I had to take it slow.
After a few moments, we broke apart, both of us breathless. I looked into her eyes and said, "I can't wait to marry you and spend the rest of our lives together."
She smiled and nodded. "Me neither," she replied.
I kissed her again, this time softer and gentler. We stayed there for a while, just enjoying each other's company. Eventually, we decided to head back home. I knew that our families would be happy for us when they found out about our engagement. And soon, we would be married and start our new life together. I couldn't wait.
The next few days were a whirlwind of activity as we prepared for our wedding. My other wives were happy for me, and they helped us in every way they could. I could see the happiness on everyone's faces, and it warmed my heart.
Finally, the day of the wedding arrived, and it was a grand affair. All our friends and family were there to celebrate with us. Daya looked absolutely stunning in her red bridal sari, and I couldn't take my eyes off her. The ceremony was beautiful, and as we exchanged our vows, I knew that this was just the beginning of our happily ever after.
After the wedding, we had a big reception, and everyone had a great time. It was a night to remember, and I was so happy to have Daya by my side as my wife. We danced together, and I could feel her body against mine. It was intoxicating, and I knew that I would never let her go.
Tapu was so happy that I helped his mother to be happy once again. He even called me 'dad' for the first time, which made me emotional. Daya was crying in joy too.
Before our suhaagraat night, my wives spoke with Daya. They gave her a pill to make her eighteen years old again and an elixir to make her an immortal like them. She was surprised, but she gladly accepted.
They told her how to be with me on her suhaagraat.
"What kind of beast are you about to face, Daya?" Babita asked, giggling.
Daya blushed. "What do you mean?"
"Oh honey, Ayush is not a normal man. He's a monster," Anjali said, joining in.
"A monster?" Daya asked, her eyes widening.
"Yeah. He's huge," Roshan added.
"Like, really huge," Madhvi said, nodding.
Daya looked at them in shock. "How… how big?"
They all laughed and started telling her stories about me. Daya listened, her face turning redder and redder with each story.
"He's so big that he can't even wear normal clothes," Sonu said.
"I know, right? He has to get them custom-made," Babita added.
"And he's so strong," Anjali said. "He can lift all of us at the same time."
"All of us?" Daya asked incredulously.
"Yeah," Roshan said. "And he has the stamina of a hundred men."
"A hundred men?" Daya repeated.
"Yeah," Madhvi said. "He's insatiable. He can go for hours and hours."
"Hours and hours?" Daya said, her voice shaking slightly.
"And he has a massive appetite," Sonu said. "He eats so much food, it's unbelievable."
"And he produces so much cum," Babita said. "It's like a never-ending fountain."
"A never-ending fountain?" Daya repeated again.
"Yeah," Anjali said. They laughed and continued to tease her. Daya couldn't believe what she was hearing. She had never been with a man like me before.
After they were done, Daya looked like she was about to faint. They all laughed and told her that she would be okay. They wished her good luck and left her to get ready for her suhaagraat.
When I entered the room, she was sitting on the bed, looking nervous. I smiled and approached her. I sat next to her and took her hand.
"Are you nervous, my love?" I asked gently.
She nodded. "A little," she replied softly.
I smiled and kissed her forehead. "Don't be. I promise I'll take good care of you."
She smiled back. "I know you will," she said. Then she brought a glass of milk in front of me and said, "Tapu ke papa, aajse main aapka zimedari hoon." She bent down and touched my feet. I was amazed by this gesture. She was calling me Tapu's papa and had touched my feet.
"Mere patidev, mere prabhu, mere swami. Aaj ke baad main sirf aapki ho gayi." She got up and started to touch my chest and stomach with her hands. She was getting horny now, and her body was getting younger and hotter.
"Mujhe apne gale lagao," she whispered.
I smiled and pulled her close, wrapping my arms around her. We kissed passionately. I could feel the heat between us, and I knew it was time to show her what it meant to be my wife.
I removed my kurta, revealing my muscular torso. She gasped and lowered her head in shame.
"Ayush… I can't… I've never…" she stuttered.
"Shhh… It's okay, my love," I said softly. "I'll take care of you." I pulled her sari off, leaving her in her blouse and petticoat.
She was breathing heavily, her eyes filled with desire and nervousness. I slowly started to unbutton her blouse, my fingers grazing her skin. She shivered at my touch.
"Ayush…" she whispered.
"Are you okay?" I asked, looking into her eyes.
She nodded. "Yes… I'm just a little nervous."
"It's okay to be nervous," I said softly. "It's natural. But I promise you, I'll make this the best experience of your life."
She looked at me, her eyes searching mine. "I trust you," she said finally.
I smiled and leaned in to kiss her. As our lips met, I felt her melt into my arms. I deepened the kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth. She moaned softly, her hands gripping my shoulders.
I slowly pushed her down on the bed and started to unhook her bra. She gasped as her breasts were revealed. They were round and perky, with dark brown nipples. I leaned down and took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking and licking it gently. She moaned louder, her back arching off the bed. I moved to the other nipple, giving it the same attention. I could feel her getting more and more aroused.
"Ayush…" she moaned.
"Bhabhi… from now on, you can never call me Ayush. You can only call me Tapu ke Papa till your death. Do you understand?" I said.
"Yes, Tapu ke papa!" she replied immediately, blushing. "But…"
"But what?" I asked.
"But since I'm a traditional woman and illiterate, I don't know much about sex," she said shyly.
I chuckled and kissed her forehead. She looked at me with love and trust. "That's okay, bhabhi. I'll teach you everything you need to know." She nodded and smiled.
I took off her petticoat and threw it aside.
Her thick bush of pubic hair was clearly visible. Her pussy and labia could be seen vaguely inside the bush. I spread her legs and started to lick her pussy. She gasped in surprise.
"What… what are you doing?" she asked breathlessly.
"I'm preparing you for me," I replied, continuing to lick and suck her clit. She moaned and squirmed on the bed.
"Ayush! Oh my god… what is happening?" she cried out.
"Aah aah," I said. She looked at me confused. "What?"
"You have to call me only Tapu ke papa when we are making love," I explained.
"Oh… okay, Tapu ke papa! Please… don't stop. It feels so good," she begged.
I continued to eat her pussy, using my fingers to spread her thick bush and expose her clit. I sucked and licked her, making her moan and scream in pleasure. I pulled her pubic hair with my teeth while licking and sucking her pussy. She held her mangalsutra and screamed, "Hey ma Mataji" again and again due to the pleasure.
After a few minutes, I inserted a finger inside her pussy. She cried out in surprise, but then started to moan as I moved my finger in and out.
"Tapu ke papa… please… more…" she begged.
I inserted another finger inside her and started to finger fuck her. I could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter. I started to rub her G spot, making her squirm and moan even louder.
"Tapu ke papa…" she cried out. "I… I don't know… what's happening…"
"Shhh… my love… just relax," I said.
"But… I feel like… I'm going to explode," she said.
I laughed. "That's the idea," I said. I continued to finger her, using my thumb to rub her clit at the same time. She screamed and arched her back, her body shaking as she had an orgasm. I felt her pussy contract around my fingers, and I knew she had come.
She collapsed back on the bed, panting and breathing heavily. I kissed her gently and said, "That was just the beginning, my love."
She looked at me with wide eyes. "The beginning?" she repeated.
I nodded and smiled.
"Yes. Now it's time for the main event. Remove my pyjama," I said. She gently pulled down my pyjama, and my huge bulge over my underwear was revealed. Her eyes widened in fear. She saw something she had never seen before. She had only heard about it. She was scared. She didn't know what to do. She looked at me for courage, and I kissed her forehead and said, "Don't worry, bhabhi, I'm your husband, and I won't let you get hurt."
She smiled and obeyed me. She removed my underwear. Something struck her chin. She opened her eyes, and she was backing away from me due to fear.
"Ar… are you… human?" she asked, stuttering. Her eyes were filled with shock, fear, and curiosity.I smiled. "Of course I am," I replied. "But I have some… extra abilities." I looked at her and said, "Daya, my wife, I'm sorry, but I'm not calling you bhabhi anymore because we are married now, but you have to call me Ayush instead of Tapu ke Papa." She smiled and nodded.
She gasped as she saw a cock like she had never seen one. It was 10 inches long, 2 inches thick. It was so thick that it looked like a bottle gourd. The head was mushroom-shaped and so bright red it looked like it was going to explode. The balls were heavy and so big, like that of a bull. The whole cock was covered in thick pubic hair, and from the cock, a few drops of precum were coming out.
Her eyes were filled with fear and curiosity. Her pussy was leaking her juices, and she could feel the wetness on the bed sheet.
I smiled and said, "Now, my love, it's time to take you to heaven." Ayush stood up from the bed and put on a condom; he then bent her over like a dog and positioned her in front of the mirror.
"Now you will watch yourself getting fucked by your Husband; how does it feel, Daya?" Ayush asked as he spread her ass apart and pushed his cock inside.
Daya gasped and looked in the mirror; her eyes widened in shock.
His cock was creating a huge hole inside her pussy, and Daya felt both scared and excited at the same time.
"Answer me, Daya!" Ayush commanded and pulled her hair.
"I… it feels really good, Tapu Ke Papa," she answered.
Ayush started fucking her fast and hard.
"Look into the mirror and see how depraved you look," he commanded, and she obeyed.
Her eyes widened at her own reflection; she was moaning and begging her Husband to fuck her harder.
"Fuck me harder, Tapu Ke Papa, please!" She begged and looked back at him.
Ayush smirked and slapped her ass hard.
"As you wish, Daya," he replied and started fucking her even harder.
Daya screamed in pain, but at the same time, she loved the pain.
"Look how much you're enjoying getting raped by your Husband," he commented.
Daya looked into the mirror again and saw herself getting raped; she was enjoying every bit of it.
"Ahh… yes! I love it," she replied as she moaned loudly.
Ayush smiled at that and said, "That's my good girl."
Daya bit down on the mangalsutra as her Husband fucked her; the pain was unbearable, but she was loving it.
Ayush noticed her biting the mangalsutra, and he chuckled.
"Does it hurt?" He asked her.
She didn't reply, so he stopped fucking her.
"I asked you a question, Daya, does it hurt?" He questioned again.
"A little," Daya answered.
"Don't bite down on the mangalsutra; I don't want my Daya to have yellow teeth, okay?" He said and continued fucking her.
Ayush then started fondling her boobs.
"Whose are these?" Ayush asked.
"Yours, Tapu Ke Papa!" Daya answered as she threw her head back.
He nodded and squeezed them hard, then twisted her nipples.
"Ahh!" Daya screamed in pain and tried to push his hands away, but he didn't let her.
"Did I tell you to stop?" He asked her, and Daya shook her head.
"No, Tapu Ke Papa, please stop, it hurts," she begged.
Ayush chuckled and squeezed her boobs again.
"No… please! It hurts," Daya pleaded.
Ayush finally let go, and Daya sighed in relief.
After some time, Ayush finally came and released a giant glob of cum.
He pulled out and tied the condom into a knot.
He then placed it on the bedside table and made her look at it.
Daya had never seen so much cum in her life.
"That's a lot of cum, Tapu Ke Papa," Daya commented.
"Don't swallow it now; I'm going to fill many more condoms tonight, and you're going to swallow all of it. This way you can know how much cum your Husband produces, Daya," Ayush said, and Daya couldn't wait to see how much her Husband could cum.
Daya nodded excitedly and looked at the condom, which was filled with cum.
"Do you want to know why I'm making you swallow my cum, Daya?" Ayush questioned and pulled her close.
Daya nodded again, and he said, "Because I want you to taste my sperm and know how good it is."
Daya blushed at that and looked away.
"You're so shy, Daya; I love it," Ayush said and kissed her lips.
He put another condom on his cock and spread her legs apart.
He then bent her legs over his shoulders and pushed the tip of his cock inside her pussy.
"Are you ready, Daya?" Ayush asked.
"Yes, Tapu Ke Papa," Daya answered, looking into his eyes.
He slowly pushed his cock all the way in, and Daya threw her head back, screaming in pain.
"Shhh… it's okay, Daya, the pain will go away soon," Ayush soothed.
He slowly pulled out and then pushed back in.
Daya wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his chest.
Ayush kissed her neck and started thrusting slowly.
"I love you, Daya," he whispered in her ear, and Daya smiled.
"I love you too, Tapu Ke Papa," she replied and hugged him tightly.
Ayush pulled away and said, "Now look at me while I fuck you, Daya."
Daya looked up at him, and Ayush started thrusting faster.
"Tapu Ke Papa… it's too much," she said and looked away, but Ayush grabbed her face and made her look back at him.
"Did I tell you to look away, Daya?" He asked her.
Daya shook her head and replied, "No, Tapu Ke Papa."
"Then keep looking at me," he commanded and thrust faster.
Daya closed her eyes, unable to bear the pain, and Ayush stopped.
"Open your eyes and look at me," Ayush commanded, and Daya obeyed him.
He started thrusting again and said, "See, it's not that painful, right?"
"Y-Yes, Tapu Ke Papa… it's getting better," Daya answered shyly.
Ayush thrust a few more times and then stopped.
"Why did you stop, Tapu Ke Papa?" Daya asked him.
"I just wanted to teach you how to fuck in seed press position, that's all," he replied and pulled out.
Daya was about to ask him something, but before she could, he inserted a finger in her asshole.
"Ahh!" She screamed in pain and surprise.
"Shhh… just relax, Daya," he said soothingly.
Daya tried to relax, but it was getting harder.
Ayush started moving his finger, and Daya rolled her eyes at the weird feeling.
"What are you doing, Tapu Ke Papa?" She asked him, confused.
"I'm fingering your asshole; do you like it?" Ayush questioned with a smirk.
Daya didn't know how to answer that because she had never experienced anything like that before.
"Answer me," Ayush demanded.
"Umm… it feels weird," Daya finally replied.
"Have you ever been ass fucked, Daya?" Ayush asked her curiously.
"No… never," Daya said, blushing a little.
"So I'm the first one to fuck your ass as well; isn't that great?" Ayush asked and wiggled his eyebrows.
Daya nodded shyly and said, "Yes, Tapu Ke Papa, you're the first one."
"That makes me happy," Ayush said and removed his finger.
He then licked his finger, which had Daya's ass juice on it, and made a disgusted face.
"Ewww… that tastes disgusting," he commented and stuck his finger in Daya's mouth.
"Clean it," he commanded, and Daya started sucking on his finger.
"That's my good girl," Ayush praised and then pushed her on her back.
He climbed on top of her and started making out with her.
Ayush sucked on her tongue, and Daya moaned into his mouth.
After a few minutes of making out, Ayush pulled away and told her to lick his face.
Daya licked his face, and Ayush kissed her again.
"Are you ready to learn some new poses, Daya?" Ayush questioned, and Daya nodded excitedly.
He then proceeded to teach her many poses and fucked her in every one of them.
After a while, Ayush increased his speed, and Daya realized he was about to cum.
"Are you close, Tapu Ke Papa?" She asked, and Ayush replied with a nod.
Daya watched as Ayush filled another condom and tied it.
He placed the condom next to the previous one and smiled at Daya.
"That's two," she commented and smiled.
Ayush winked at her, and they continued.
"Daya, can I fuck your ass now? I really want to," Ayush asked after filling three more condoms.
Daya blushed and nodded, not believing what she was doing.
She was actually going to let her Husband fuck her ass.
"Good girl," he praised and patted her head.
Ayush turned her over and spread her ass apart.
"Do you know what a spanking is?" He questioned and bent down to lick her asshole.
Daya shivered at the sensation and replied, "No."
Ayush pulled away and smacked her ass hard, and Daya yelped in surprise.
"Did that hurt?" He asked, and Daya nodded.
"Yes, it did," she said.
Ayush smirked and spanked her again and again until her ass was red and swollen.
Daya cried in pain and asked him to stop, but he didn't.
"Look in the mirror, Daya, look at your new life as a married woman with your Husband," he said and spanked her harder.
Daya looked in the mirror and saw that her ass was bright red, and tears were falling down her face.
She looked really depraved, and it turned her on even more.
"Ahh… I love it, Tapu Ke Papa," she moaned.
"Good, now you're ready to get ass fucked," Ayush replied and pushed his thumb inside her asshole.
Daya moaned loudly at the weird sensation, and Ayush chuckled.
He pushed his thumb in and out and then added another one.
"Has anyone ever fingered your ass before, Daya?" Ayush asked while fingering her ass.
"No… you're the first one," Daya panted as Ayush stretched her ass hole.
He scissored his fingers inside her ass and said, "Good, because I want to be the only one to fuck you and your ass, Daya."
Daya moaned and nodded; she couldn't believe how much she was enjoying getting ass fingered by her Husband.
"Now I'm going to fuck your ass, okay?" Ayush said and pulled his fingers out.
"Okay, Tapu Ke Papa," Daya agreed shyly.
Ayush licked her asshole, making her shiver, then he pushed the tip of his cock against it.
"Try to relax, Daya; it will hurt," he warned and slowly pushed inside.
His mushroom head wasn't able to fit inside her tiny hole, so he asked her to spit in his hand.
Daya spat in his hand, and Ayush rubbed it on his cock.
He pushed again and again, but it still wasn't going in.
Ayush pushed really hard, and after a few minutes, the head of his cock went inside.
Daya screamed, and a few drops of blood leaked through the gaps.
"Shhh, it's okay; try to relax," Ayush soothed and slowly pushed more.
Daya took deep breaths and tried to relax.
Ayush continued pushing, and after a while, his cock was fully inside.
"See, it wasn't that hard, right?" He asked her and pulled out slowly.
He then pushed back inside, and Daya shivered.
"Now what do I do?" She asked him.
Ayush replied, "Just enjoy, Daya."
He then proceeded to fuck her ass slowly.
Daya moaned every time he thrust and buried her face in the sheets.
Ayush grabbed her hands and pulled her towards himself, making her balance on her knees.
Daya looked up and saw herself in the mirror.
Her mangalsutra was jumping up and down her chest with every thrust.
She looked at her Husband, and their eyes met; she saw the love in his eyes for her, and she started crying again.
"Why are you crying, Daya?" He asked, stopping his thrust.
"Because I'm happy," she sobbed and looked into his eyes again.
Ayush wiped her tears and started thrusting again.
Ayush looked at his beautiful wife while fucking her and noticed her sindoor.
Her sindoor was dripping down her face, making it look messy because of the sweat.
He opened the desk and took the new box of sindoor she bought for him.
He then dumped the whole box on her scalp, making it bright red.
Daya looked at him and smiled widely, with an ahegao expression.
"You like it, don't you, my darling wife?" He asked, continuing his thrusts.
Daya nodded and looked into his eyes. "I love it," she answered.
"Good," he said and licked the sweat off her back.
"Can you put on more sindoor?" Daya pleaded, looking at herself in the mirror.
"More? I just put the whole box," he chuckled and licked her ear.
"Yes, please, put more. I want to look like a slutty married woman," Daya begged and turned her face towards him.
"Well, you asked for it," he said and opened the drawer, taking out all the boxes of sindoor.
He opened all of them and dumped the whole thing on her face and hair.
"There, now you look like my randi Gujrati Wife," he said and pinched her cheek.
Daya panted and looked in the mirror; she saw that she looked like a whore, but she loved it.
"Main aajse aapki Randi hoon," she said, and he smiled.
"That's my girl," he said and thrust a few times.
He pulled her mouth with his fingers, making it big, and said, "Look, you're my good slut."
Daya saw herself in such a degrading way and started crying.
"Why are you crying?" He asked again, concerned.
"Because you love me more than Jethalal did; he never made me feel this special," she answered, sobbing.
Ayush stopped and hugged her tightly.
He turned her towards himself and made her face him.
"Do you think I can ever let you go, Daya? You're mine, and I love you," he said, holding her face in his hands.
Daya nodded, and he continued to fuck her slowly.
After a few more minutes of fucking her, Ayush increased his pace.
Daya threw her head back and moaned loudly.
"Ayush… Ahh… Ayush," she screamed and wrapped her legs around his waist.
Ayush continued thrusting and filled another condom, making it 6.
He continued fucking her until he filled the 8th condom, and then he stopped.
He pulled out of her ass and made her look in the mirror.
Daya saw how messy she looked and moaned softly.
She saw that her sindoor was all over her face, and her ass was covered with cum, which was leaking down her legs.
"Take a good look, my darling," he said and smacked her sore ass.
"Ahh…" she screamed.
"Now lick yourself clean," he demanded and turned her around.
Daya looked up at her Husband and saw how messy his face was.
She started licking his face, and he shivered.
He moaned loudly and asked her to stop.
"Good girl, now I'm going to teach you how to give a blowjob," he said.
"Okay," she nodded shyly.
Ayush then took her hair in his fist and made her open her mouth.
"Open wide and put it inside," he commanded.
Daya opened her mouth and tried putting it in, but it was too big.
She tried again and again, but she wasn't able to put more than a few inches.
"Look up at me," he instructed, and Daya looked into his eyes.
Ayush slowly pushed in more and more, and Daya gagged and coughed.
"Look at me and keep looking," he commanded again.
He then put the whole thing in, and Daya coughed and gagged again.
He pulled out, and Daya took a deep breath and then put it back inside her mouth.
She started sucking, and Ayush moaned loudly, thrusting in and out of her mouth.
He recorded her face while she was sucking his cock, and the camera focused on her depraved look.
Daya saw that he was recording her and smiled at the camera; she even increased her speed.
She deepthroated him a few more times, and soon he was about to explode.
Daya pulled away and started jerking him off while licking his balls.
Ayush sprayed his cum all over her face and head.
Daya couldn't even see because his cum had covered her eyes.
She took some cum in her hand and licked it; it was jelly-like.
She made an ahegao face and smiled at her Husband.
Ayush took a picture of her face, which was covered in his cum, and showed it to her.
"Look, you look so pretty when you're covered in my cum, my beautiful slut," he complimented.
Daya blushed, and her heart skipped a beat.
"You're so naughty, Tapu Ke Papa; I love it when you call me your slut," she purred and kissed him.
Ayush made her sit on his lap and said, "I love you so much, my darling wife; you're the best thing that happened to me."
"I love you more, Tapu Ke Papa. You're the reason I'm so happy, my darling Husband," Daya replied.
Ayush and Daya continued talking and telling each other how much they loved one another.
Ayush put another condom on his cock and picked her up.
He gently placed her pussy over his cock and started fucking her.
Daya was hanging in the air, with her arms around his neck, and looking at herself in the mirror.
"Are you enjoying yourself, Tapu Ke Papa? I love how strong you are," Daya whispered in his ear.
"You want me to get rougher, baby?" He asked and bit her neck.
Daya gasped and moaned, "Yes, please."
Ayush threw her on the bed and flipped her over.
He spanked her ass hard and then slapped her pussy.
"Ahhhh!" She screamed and moaned in pleasure.
He slapped her pussy again and again while fingering her asshole.
"Please, Tapu Ke Papa! Please fuck me!" Daya begged, looking at him with an ahegao face.
"Say it again," Ayush demanded and fingered her ass harder.
"Please fuck me! Please, I'm begging you," she cried out in pleasure.
"I like it when you beg, my slut," Ayush commented and pushed the tip of his cock inside her sore pussy.
"Ah!" She screamed, and Ayush put it all in with one push.
"Ahhhh… ahh… Ahh…" She screamed loudly and wrapped her arms around her Husband's neck.
Ayush held her in his arms and fucked her hard.
"Who do you belong to, Daya?" He questioned, pushing her head down onto the bed.
"I'm yours, Tapu Ke Papa!" She moaned.
"Say it again!" He demanded and pushed her head harder.
"I'm your good slut, Tapu Ke Papa!" Daya screamed and scratched his chest.
Ayush increased his speed and slapped her ass hard.
Daya screamed in pain but still asked for more.
"Please spank me harder! I like the pain, please," she begged, looking at her Husband with pleading eyes.
He smirked and said, "As you wish, my dear Wife."
Ayush spanked her swollen ass as hard as he could.
Daya screamed loudly in pain and pleasure.
She started scratching Ayush's back hard, which made him moan in pain.
He took his cock out and made Daya sit on his lap.
Daya rode him hard and scratched his back even more.
Ayush screamed in pain and moaned, "Ahhhh… my slut! You're hurting me!"
Daya just smiled and rode him harder.
She bounced up and down on his cock while slapping his chest and scratching his back.
Ayush was in pain because she had scratched his back too hard, but he was also loving the pain.
After a while, he grabbed her by the throat and threw her on the bed.
He smacked her pussy and then shoved his cock inside.
"Ahhhhh!" Daya moaned loudly.
Ayush fucked her sore pussy and slapped her ass again and again.
He fucked her as hard and as fast as he could, and Daya loved it.
"Ayush! Ayush! Ayush!" Daya kept chanting his name.
Ayush spat on her face and fucked her even harder.
He then came inside the condom and tied it, throwing it away.
Ayush picked her up and hugged her tightly while kissing her.
"Tapu Ke Papa, you're the love of my life. I love you so much," Daya said after kissing him.
"I love you more than anything in the world, my darling Wife," Ayush replied.
After that, Ayush made her stand against the wall.
He bent down on his knees and started licking her asshole.
Daya panted heavily and looked at the mirror.
She saw her Husband on his knees, licking her asshole, and she moaned.
Ayush stood up and pushed his cock inside her ass again.
"Ah! Ahh! Ah!" She screamed as he fucked her ass.
Ayush thrust in and out of her ass, making her scream in pain and pleasure.
He then smacked her ass really hard, making her scream loudly.
"Please… please… Ahh… Please…" She begged for mercy.
Ayush continued to fuck and spank her ass until he came in another condom.
Ayush's eyes darken with desire at her response. "Get on your knees," he commands suddenly, his voice rough with renewed lust.
Daya barely has time to process the order before Ayush is lifting her and turning her, setting her on her knees in front of him. She looks up at him questioningly, finding him already stroking his cock, which is fully hard again.
"Ayush, I don't think I can—" she starts to protest, but he cuts her off.
"Shh, baby. Just stay there and look pretty for me," he instructs, his gaze fixed on her upturned face.
Daya obediently holds still, watching as Ayush continues to stroke his impressive length. She feels a fresh wave of arousal pool between her thighs at the sight, her mouth watering slightly at the memory of how he tastes.
"Open your mouth," Ayush says then, his voice tight with tension. Without hesitation, Daya parts her lips, sticking her tongue out slightly in invitation.
Ayush groans appreciatively at the sight before shifting his position slightly. Daya's eyes widen as she realizes what he intends, but she doesn't move, doesn't protest. Instead, she watches with rapt attention as the head of Ayush's cock twitches, a stream of golden liquid suddenly erupting from the tip.
The first splash of warm urine hits Daya's tongue, the sharp, salty taste filling her mouth. Startled but not unwilling, she swirls her tongue around the fluid, swallowing quickly as more follows. Ayush groans above her, his cock bobbing as he sprays her face and breasts with his release.
Daya has never experienced anything like this before. The sensation of warm liquid hitting her skin, the taste of Ayush's essence filling her mouth — it's both degrading and intensely erotic. She finds herself moaning around the stream filling her mouth, her pussy gushing with fresh arousal despite its recent overstimulation.
Ayush continues for what feels like ages to Daya, though in reality, it's probably less than a minute. When he finally finishes, his cock gives a few last twitches, dribbling the last few drops onto Daya's chest.
"Swallow," he instructs gently, his hand moving to stroke her hair lovingly. Daya obeys, gulping down the mouthful of fluid she's been holding, surprised by how quickly her throat works to accommodate it.
"Good girl," Ayush praises, helping her to stand on wobbly legs. He leads her back to the bed, sitting down and pulling her onto his lap. "Now watch," he says softly, reaching for his phone.
Daya turns her attention to the screen as Ayush plays back the recording from moments before. She watches, mesmerized, as the Daya on screen kneels obediently, mouth open to receive Ayush's offering. The sight of her face being sprayed with his urine, her breasts glistening with the warm fluid, is incredibly erotic.
As she watches, Daya feels Ayush's cock stirring against her hip. She reaches down to stroke him gently, feeling a sense of pride and ownership as she touches him. He's mine, she thinks, a surge of possessiveness flowing through her. All mine.
"And you're mine," Ayush murmurs against her ear, as if reading her thoughts. "My perfect mommy, my beautiful wife. I love you, Daya."
"I love you too," she responds, turning her head to capture his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. As they kiss, Ayush reaches for another condom, sheathing himself quickly before standing up and pulling Daya up with him.
Without breaking the kiss, he turns her around, bending her slightly at the waist. Daya braces herself against the dresser, gasping into Ayush's mouth as she feels the head of his cock probing at her entrance once more.
"Gonna fuck you one more time, baby," Ayush growls against her lips. "Gonna put another load in this pretty pussy."
Daya moans her agreement, pushing back against him eagerly. She's beyond sore, her body trembling with fatigue, but she needs this — needs him.
Ayush doesn't make her wait, gripping her hips and thrusting into her with one smooth motion. Daya cries out, the sound muffled against Ayush's lips, as he fills her completely.
"Fuck, you're tight," Ayush groans, breaking the kiss to trail his lips down her neck. "Like a vice. Gonna milk my cock dry again, aren't you?"
"Yes!" Daya exclaims, moving her hands from the dresser to Ayush's neck, clinging to him for support as he begins to thrust. "Please, Ayush. Breed me again. I want it so much."
Her words seem to drive Ayush wild. He growls low in his throat, the sound almost animalistic, and begins to pound into her with renewed vigor. Daya screams, the sound echoing off the walls of their bedroom, as pleasure and pain mingle into an almost unbearable sensation.
"So fucking good," Ayush pants, his rhythm never faltering. "My perfect little slut. Look at the camera, baby. Show everyone what a good girl you are."
Blindly, Daya turns her head towards where she knows the camera to be. Her vision is blurry with tears, but she forces herself to focus, to look directly into the lens as Ayush uses her body for his pleasure.
"I'm your cock-warming slut," she hears herself saying, the words tumbling out without conscious thought. "Your personal milk maker. I exist to take your cock and your cum and make babies for you. Oh God, yes! Please, Ayush. Don't stop. I need it. I need you."
Ayush responds to her pleas with a feral snarl, leaning forward to spit on her face before continuing his relentless assault on her overstimulated body. Daya whimpers at the added degradation, feeling hot tears spill over her cheeks even as her pussy clenches greedily around Ayush's invading length.
"More," she begs, beyond any sense of shame or decorum. "Give me all of you, Ayush. Every last drop."
Ayush groans, clearly driven to the edge by her words. "Fuck, baby," he grunts, his hips slamming into her with bruising force. "You're going to be the death of me."
Daya merely moans in response, too far gone to form coherent words. She feels her teeth sink into the flesh of Ayush's neck, seeking an outlet for the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. The pain seems to drive Ayush even wilder, his thrusts becoming faster, harder, as he nears his climax.
"Come with me," he growls, reaching around to rub her clit roughly. "Now, Daya. Come for me now!"
Daya screams as the combined sensations of Ayush's cock pounding into her g-spot and his fingers on her clit send her hurtling over the edge once more. Her vision whites out as the most intense orgasm of her life rips through her, her pussy clamping down on Ayush's cock like a vise.
Ayush shouts her name, his hips jerking erratically as he empties himself inside her. Daya feels the warm gush of his release filling the condom, the knowledge that he's once again breeding her — even with the barrier in place — sending aftershocks of pleasure through her exhausted body.
As the last of their orgasms subside, Ayush carefully withdraws from Daya, turning her in his arms and lifting her to carry her back to their bed.
As the last waves of their mutual climax subside, Ayush pulls out gently, tying off the condom before tossing it aside. Daya stands on trembling legs, leaning heavily against him as he turns her in his arms, capturing her lips in a sweet, loving kiss.
But as quickly as the tenderness comes, it's replaced by Ayush's trademark wickedness. He breaks the kiss with a smirk, stepping back to admire her thoroughly debauched appearance.
"Stay there," he instructs, moving to the bathroom. Daya hears water running before he returns, a large bowl in his hands. Her curiosity is piqued as she watches him bend to pick up the used condoms from the floor, but it turns to shock as she realizes what he's doing.
Ayush is transferring his cum from the condoms into the bowl, creating a sizable pool of semen and her own arousal. When he's done with all six, he carries the bowl to Daya, a wolfish grin on his face.
"Drink," he says simply, holding the bowl out to her.
Daya stares at the offering, her mind struggling to comprehend what's being asked of her. The bowl contains the combined results of their night together — six loads of Ayush's cum mixed with her own juices.
"Ayush…" she starts to protest, feeling a wave of trepidation.
"It's okay, baby," he soothes, his free hand coming up to stroke her cheek. "I want you to drink it all. Show everyone how much of a good girl you are for me. Can you do that? Can you be a good girl and drink all this cum?"
Daya's resolve crumbles at his gentle coaxing. She nods slowly, reaching for the bowl with trembling hands. Ayush helps her hold it steady as she brings it to her lips, the smell of sex filling her nostrils.
The first sip is strange, the bitter tang of Ayush's semen mixed with the muskier taste of her own arousal. But as the liquid touches her tongue, Daya finds herself swallowing greedily, her body responding to the primal act of consumption.
She drinks deeply, feeling the warm fluid fill her belly. When she finally pulls the bowl away from her lips, gasping for air, she finds about half of the contents remain.
"Finish it," Ayush encourages softly. "You can do it, baby. Show them how much you love drinking my cum."
Daya meets his gaze, seeing the love and pride shining in his dark eyes. She realizes in this moment that she would do anything for this man — anything to see that look directed at her.
With renewed determination, she raises the bowl to her lips once more, gulping down mouthful after mouthful of the potent mixture. As she drinks, Ayush talks to her softly, his words of praise and encouragement washing over her like a balm.
"You're so good, baby. Such a perfect mommy, drinking all my cum. That's it, finish it off. Every last drop. Good girl, Daya. My perfect, beautiful wife."
By the time Daya drains the last of the bowl's contents, she's panting heavily, her stomach uncomfortably full. But as she looks at Ayush, seeing the undisguised adoration in his eyes, she knows it was all worth it.
"Good girl," he murmurs again, taking the empty bowl from her trembling hands and setting it aside. He pulls her close, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her deeply.
As they break apart for air, Ayush rests his forehead against hers, a serious look crossing his face. "Daya," he begins, his tone grave. "I need to ask you something important."
Daya nods, her heart pounding in anticipation. She knows what's coming next — the question that will change everything.
"Are you ready to be a mother?" Ayush asks softly, his eyes searching hers. "Because I'm ready to be a father. I want to put a baby in you, watch you grow heavy with our child. I want everything with you, Daya."
Daya doesn't answer with words. Instead, she reaches down to position Ayush's already-hardening cock at her entrance. She locks eyes with him as she slowly lowers herself onto his length, showing him without words how much she wants this — wants him and the babies they'll make together.
As she begins to ride him, taking him deep into her body with each gentle movement of her hips, Daya sees the exact moment Ayush understands her answer. His eyes darken with desire, a low groan rumbling in his chest as he grips her hips tightly.
"God, yes," he hisses, thrusting up into her welcoming heat. "This is perfect. You're perfect."
Daya leans forward, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss as their bodies move together in perfect sync. She knows that this is just the beginning — the start of their journey together. And she can't wait to see what the future holds for them.
Daya gasped when she felt his big cock enter her tiny pussy. She knew that it was going to hurt but she was ready.
"Please… breed me… please… put a baby in me…" she begged and he smiled.
He started fucking her and she moaned loudly. He was stretching her tiny pussy and it felt so good.
"Yes… yes… yes… please… please… please…" she kept begging him and he kept fucking her.
He fucked her and kissed her. They made out passionately while he pounded her pussy.
Daya was in heaven. She was enjoying every second of it. She wanted more and more of him and she wanted to get pregnant.
"Please… Tapu Ke Papa… mujhe maa bana do… mujhe maa bana… do… please… please… maa bana do," she chanted and he fucked her hard.
Hearing her chant, turned him on more. He started fucking her harder and she screamed. "Yes… please… maa… bana do… please… put a child in me… please… I want your baby… please… Mujhe maa… banaa do… Tapu Ke Papa… please… mujhe maa… banaaa do…" she kept chanting and he kept fucking her.
"Yes… that's a good girl… such a good girl… keep going… keep chanting…," he encouraged her and fucked her. "Yes… keep going…"
"Yes… mujhe maa banaa do… mujhe maa baja do… please… Tapu Ke Papa… maa… bajaa do… maa bajaa… do…," she kept chanting loudly and he fucked her even harder.
"Yes… such a good girl… my little breeding bitch… my new wife… my new… wife…" he said and fucked her even more.
He pounded her pussy and kissed her lips. He made her moan and scream and she begged for more.
"Yes… fuck me… fuck me good… Tapu Ke Papa… fuck me good and put a baby… in me…" she begged. "Mujhe maa… bana do…"
"Yes… I will… I will put a baby in you… you will have… my baby… yes…" he promised her and fucked her harder.
He fucked her even harder and made her moan louder. She was screaming for more and he was happy to give her more.
He pushed his cock deeper and deeper until the head of his cock reached her womb. She screamed loudly and begged him to stop but he kept going.
"NO… no… no… please… it's too much… please… you are too big… no… please…" she begged but he didn't listen.
He kept going and going until she could feel the tip of his cock inside her stomach.
"No… Tapu Ke Papa… no… please… meri choot faad… di… koi… mujhe… bachaao… please… meri… choot… faad… di…" she screamed.
"Yes… take it… take it all…" he grunted and kept pushing his cock deeper inside her pussy.
He pushed and pushed until she was taking his entire cock inside her pussy. His cock was all the way inside her and he was happy.
He started pounding her and she started screaming. She was feeling too much pain and she wanted him to stop. But he wasn't stopping. He kept pounding her pussy and she kept screaming.
"Please… no… no… no… it's too… much… I… can't take… it… anymore… please… stop… please…" she screamed and begged. "Meri chut… phat… gyi… koi… mujhe bachao… please…"
Ayush smiled and kept going. He kept pounding his cock inside her and made her scream even more.
"No… stop… please… stop… it hurts…" she begged and cried. "Please… stop… please…"
"No… I won't stop… take it all… you are my… wife… and… you will take it… all…" he said and kept going.
He kept pounding her tight pussy and made her scream in pain. She was in so much pain but he wasn't going to stop until he came.
"Yes… my little wife… take it all… my new… wife… my new… wife… yes… take… it all…" he grunted. "Take… my cock… and… my baby…"
"Yes… Tapu Ke Papa… put your baby in me… mujhe… maa… bana… do… Tapu Ke Papa… mujhe… maa baja… do…" she begged him.
"Yes… I will… don't… worry… I will… put… my baby… inside… you… and… make you a mother…," he promised her and kept fucking her.
He was stretching her tiny pussy with his huge cock and she was in so much pain. But she wanted more of it. She wanted to please her new husband and she wanted to give him a baby. She wanted him to fuck her and breed her.
"Yes… please… breed me… Tapu Ke Papa… put a baby inside me…" she begged again.
"Yes… I will breed you… don't worry… you will get… pregnant…," he promised and fucked her harder. "You will get pregnant… and become the mother of my baby…"
"Yes… yes… mujhe maa banane ke liye… fuck karte raho… Tapu Ke Papa… mujhe apni… maa… banane… ke liye… apni choot… mazaa… lete raho…" she said and he smiled. "Mujhe… apni maa… banane ke liye apni… choot mazaa… lete… raho… yes…"
"Good girl… don't worry… I am going to fuck you and breed you and you will mother of my child…" he said and pounded her even more. "Yes… my little bitch…"
"Yes… yes… please put your baby inside me… please… Tapu Ke Papa… put your baby inside me…" she screamed and he fucked her more.
He kept fucking her and they made out passionately. He sucked her lips and her tongue and she sucked his too.
He sucked her neck and bit her hard. She moaned and begged for more. "More… Tapu Ke Papa… more… please…"
"Yes… I will give you more…," he said and bit her even more. He marked her body with his teeth marks and she loved it.
"Yes… mark me… mark me as yours… please mark me… I am your property… mark me…," she begged.
"Yes… you are mine… I own you… and you will always be mine…" he growled and bit her harder.
"YES… YES… YES… I am yours and you own me…" she moaned and kissed him. "I am your little slut… and I always will be…"
He smiled and kissed her again. He sucked her lips passionately and fucked her pussy hard.
He kept pounding and pounding and she kept moaning louder and louder.
"Yes… keep fucking me… Tapu Ke Papa… keep fucking your wife…" she begged.
"Yes… I will keep fucking you until I am done… then I will give you my baby…" he promised and kept going.
She thanked him and kissed him again. She kissed and sucked his lips and then bit them. He bit her lips too and marked her.
She loved it and wanted more. "Yes… Tapu Ke Papa… more… more…," she begged.
He smiled and pounded her pussy harder. He kept fucking her and marked her lips and neck.
He sucked and bit her body and made her scream louder and louder. She was so turned on and so aroused.
She wanted more of him. She wanted his cock in her mouth, her pussy, and her ass.
She wanted him to use all of her holes and breed all of them.
She moaned and screamed and he grunted and growled. They were like animals and they were enjoying it.
They were in heaven and they didn't want it to stop. They wanted to keep going and going forever. But he couldn't keep going forever. He had his limits too and he had reached his limit.
He was about to cum and he knew he was about to fill her with his cum. He was excited to fill her and make her a mother.
"Yes… I am about to cum… and I am going to fill you… I am going to make you a mother…" he grunted.
"Yes… yes… Tapu Ke Papa… put your cum inside me… make me a mother… please… I want… to be a mother… I want to be the mother of your child… mujhe ma… bana do…" she begged.
"Yes… tujhe main… aaj ma… bana… dunga… mere baccho ki… ma… bana… dungaa…," he grunted again.
"YES… mujhe apne… baccho… ki… ma… bana do… Tapu Ke Papa… please mujhe apne baccho… ki ma… banaa do…" she begged loudly.
"Yes… I will make you the mother of my children… I will fuck you every day and make you pregnant… again and again…" he promised.
"Yes… please do… please make me the mother of your children… make me pregnant again and again… make me your… breeding bitch… your… baby factory…" she begged. "Yes… make me your baby factory and use me to make more babies…"
"Yes… I will use you to make more babies… I will keep you pregnant all the time… yes…" he growled.
"Yes… please keep me pregnant all the time… make me… pregnant… all the time… I want to give you more babies… I want… to… make more babies with you… Tapu Ke Papa…" she begged again and he kissed her again.
"Yes… don't worry… my little bitch… you will give me more babies…" he promised.
"Thank you… Tapu Ke Papa… thank… you…" she thanked him.
"Yes… now… I am about to… cum… I am about to fill you with my cum… get ready…" he said.
"Yes… I am… ready… Tapu Ke Papa… fill… me up…" she begged.
"You are going… to get… pregnant…" he promised and came inside her. His cum filled her womb and she gasped. "YES… TAKE IT ALL… TAKE ALL MY CUM… YOU ARE GOING TO GET PREGNANT…"
"Yes… Tapu Ke Papa… yes… I can't wait… to be pregnant… please… put more inside me… I want more… of your cum…" she begged.
He grunted and came more. He filled her with more and more of his cum and she moaned in pleasure.
"Yes… this… is what I wanted… this is what… I needed… Tapu Ke Papa… you are the best…" she praised him and kissed him.
"Yes… your pussy is so… fucking tight… and your… ass is so fucking… tight…," he praised her back and kissed her.
"Yes… they are yours… you can use them… whenever you want…" she offered.
"Yes… I will…" he promised and kissed her again. They made out and he bit her lips again. He kept biting her lips and sucking her lips and she moaned. She loved his kisses and his bites. She couldn't wait to become his wife and the mother of his child.
They made out and kissed and then fell asleep.
The next morning, Daya woke up to the soft sunlight streaming through the windows. She stretched languidly, feeling the pleasant ache in her body from the night before. Ayush was still fast asleep next to her, his chest rising and falling with each steady breath.
She got out of bed and walked around the room, taking in the disarray they had created the night before. Her sari lay crumpled on the floor, and she picked it up, smiling as she remembered how eagerly Ayush had undressed her.
Daya went into the bathroom and freshened up before dressing in a new sari. She tied her hair back neatly and put on some light makeup. Then she made her way downstairs to the kitchen, where she knew she would find the other women and Tapu.
As she entered the kitchen, she saw Tapu sitting at the table, eating his breakfast. She rushed over to him, hugging him tightly.
"My son!" she exclaimed, kissing his forehead. "How are you, beta?"
"I'm fine, Maa," Tapu replied, looking up at her with a smile. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, beta," Daya replied, ruffling his hair affectionately. "I slept very well."
She turned to look at the other women, who were all busy preparing breakfast. Anjali is making rotis, while Sonu was preparing vegetables. Babita and Roshan were making tea, and Madhvi was frying puris.
"Good morning, everyone," Daya greeted them with a smile.
"Good morning, Daya," they all replied in unison, smiling back at her.
As she was greeting the women, she heard footsteps coming down the stairs. She turned to see Ayush entering the kitchen, wearing only his boxers. He had a towel draped over his shoulder, and his hair was still wet from his shower.
"Good morning," he wished everyone as he walked over to the sink to wash his hands.
"Good morning," the women replied, smiling at him. Daya felt a blush creep up her cheeks as she remembered the previous night. She quickly looked away, trying to hide her face.
Ayush finished washing his hands and then came over to Daya, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek. "Good morning, my dear," he said softly.
"Good morning," Daya replied, still blushing.
Ayush smiled and then turned to the other women. "Thank you for making breakfast," he said. "It smells delicious."
"You're welcome," Anjali replied, smiling at him. "We're happy to cook for you."
After breakfast, Ayush and Tapu left for school. Ayush had to go to the school to get Tapu registered as his son. So he and Tapu left, leaving the women alone in the house.
The women all looked at Daya, curious about how her night had gone. Daya felt shy, but she knew they were all her friends, and they were just concerned about her happiness.
"So, Daya," Anjali asked, unable to contain her curiosity any longer. "How was your first night?"
Daya blushed, but she couldn't help smiling. "It was amazing," she replied. "Ayush is such a good man. He treated me like a queen."
"I'm so happy for you, Daya," Babita said, giving her a hug.
"Me too," Sonu added, smiling. "You deserve all the happiness in the world."
Daya smiled, feeling grateful for her friends. "Thank you, everyone," she said. "I'm really happy."
The women all smiled and congratulated her again. Then they started asking her more questions about her first night. Daya was shy at first, but then she started opening up to them.
"So, how was it?" Babita asked. "Was Ayush gentle with you?"
Daya smiled and nodded. "Yes, he was very gentle. He treated me with so much love and care. He made me feel special."
she replied.
"I'm sure he did," Sonu said, smiling. "He seems like a really kind and considerate person."
"He is," Daya agreed. "He's the best husband a woman could ask for. He fulfilled every desire of mine."
"Oh, come on, Daya," Roshan teased. "You can tell us more than that. We want all the juicy details!"
Daya laughed, feeling her face heat up. "Okay, okay," she said, giving in to their teasing. "But you have to promise not to tell anyone else."
"We promise," the women all chorused, grinning mischievously.
"Well," Daya began, "he was really gentle at first. He kissed me and touched me all over. He made me feel so loved and desired. And then, when we were ready, he slowly entered me. It was a little painful at first, but he was so patient and gentle. He kept kissing me and telling me how much he loved me. And then, after a while, it started to feel really good. I felt like I was in heaven."
"Wow, that sounds amazing," Sonu said dreamily.
"It was," Daya confirmed. "And then, he started moving faster, and it felt even better. I couldn't believe how good it felt. I had never felt anything like it before in my life."
"I know exactly what you mean," Roshan said, nodding. "The first time with a good lover is always unforgettable."
"Did you scream and moan?" Madhvi asked.
Daya nodded. "Oh, yes," she replied. "I couldn't help it. It felt so good, and I was so overcome with emotion. I just let go and let him take control. He knew exactly what to do to make me feel good."
"That's so good to hear," Madhvi said, smiling.
"Yes, it was amazing," Daya said. "And afterwards, we just lay there in each other's arms, talking and kissing. It was so romantic and intimate."
"That's wonderful," Anjali said, smiling. "I'm so happy for you both."
"Yes, it was wonderful," Daya agreed. She then lifted her sari and showed them her pussy.
"Look, how he stretched my pussy," she said. They looked at her pussy and gasped.
"Wow," Babita exclaimed. "Your pussy is so swollen!"
"Yes," Daya replied. "Ayush's cock is huge. It's the biggest I've ever seen. When he put it inside me, I felt so stretched and full. It was amazing."
"I'm jealous," Roshan joked. "My husband's cock is tiny in comparison."
Everyone laughed, and Daya blushed. "I'm sure your husband has other qualities that make up for it," she said kindly.
The women laughed again, and then they all went back to their daily chores, happy for Daya and her newfound happiness with Ayush.
The next few weeks were a whirlwind of activity for Ayush and his wives. They settled into a comfortable routine, and Ayush made sure to spend quality time with each of them, treating them with love, care, and respect. He also made sure to have sex with them regularly, and soon, all his wives got pregnant.
Daya was overjoyed when she found out she was pregnant. She had always dreamed of being a mother, and now her dream was finally coming true. She hugged Ayush tightly and thanked him for giving her this gift.
"I'm so happy," she exclaimed. "I can't believe I'm finally going to be a mother. Thank you, Ayush."
"It's my pleasure, Daya," Ayush replied, kissing her forehead. "I'm happy too. I can't wait to see you with our child."
Daya beamed with happiness, feeling grateful and content. She knew she had found her perfect match in Ayush, and she was excited to start this new chapter of her life with him. She was also excited to be pregnant at the same time as her friends Babita, Roshan, Anjali, Madhvi, and Sonu.
It was a unique and special experience, and they all supported and cared for each other throughout their pregnancies. They went to prenatal checkups together, attended parenting classes together, and shared their hopes and dreams for their future children.
Daya also had a lot of fun during her pregnancy. She and the other pregnant women had threesomes, foursomes, and even a group sex session with Ayush. It was an incredible experience, and they all enjoyed it immensely.
Ayush was a generous lover, and he made sure each of his wives felt loved and satisfied. He took care of their needs and desires, and he was always there for them when they needed him.
A few months later, Daya gave birth to a baby boy. She was overjoyed and couldn't wait to hold him in her arms. As soon as the baby was born, Ayush was by her side, holding her hand and comforting her.
Then the nurse handed her the baby, and she looked at him in wonder. He was so small and adorable, and she couldn't believe he was hers. Tears of joy filled her eyes as she held him close, feeling an overwhelming sense of love and gratitude.
Ayush kissed her forehead and smiled. "He's beautiful," he said. "Just like his mother."
Daya smiled, feeling happy and content. "I love you, Ayush," she said.
"I love you too, Daya," he replied, hugging her tightly. "And I love our son."
Daya kissed him, feeling grateful for this beautiful life they had built together. She knew she had made the right decision in marrying Ayush, and she couldn't wait to see what the future held for them. One by one, all his wives gave birth to healthy babies.
Babita gave birth to twin girls.
Sonu gave birth to a girl.
Madhvi gave birth to a boy.
Roshan gave birth to twin boys.
Anjali gave birth to triplets, two boys, and a girl.
Daya gave birth to a boy.
Ayush was overjoyed and happy to have so many kids. His harem was complete now, and he couldn't wait to spend more time with his wives and kids. He knew he had found his perfect matches in them, and he was excited to build a happy and fulfilling life with them.
His wives were also very happy with their husband and their kids. They loved Ayush for his kindness, generosity, and devotion to them. They were grateful to have found such a loving and caring husband, and they knew they had made the right decision in choosing him.
After the children were born, Ayush hired multiple maids to look after them. He didn't want his wives to exert themselves, so he made sure they had all the help they needed.
Tapu, who was the eldest child, took on the responsibility of being a big brother to his younger siblings. He was very protective of them and made sure they were always safe and happy.
Ayush and his wives were very proud of Tapu and the responsible young man he was becoming. They knew they had done a good job in raising him, and they were confident he would grow up to be a good and successful man.
As the children grew up, Ayush and his wives continued to live happily together. They faced some challenges along the way, but they always supported each other and found a way to overcome them.
After a year, Ayush decided it was time to find a new woman to add to his harem. His wives had taken a break from sex for a year to take rest and recover from childbirth and to take care of their babies. But now they wanted him to get another wife.
One day, as Ayush and his wives were sitting in the living room, Ayush turned to them with a smile and said, "I think it's time for me to find a new wife. What do you all think?"
His wives looked at each other excitedly, and then they turned to Ayush and nodded in agreement.
"Yes, we think that's a good idea," Sonu replied. "We would love to have another sister join our family."
Ayush smiled, pleased with their response. "Good," he said. "I was hoping you would agree. Now, let's think about who we can bring into our family."
The next day, Ayush set out to find a new woman for his harem. After searching for a while, he finally found the perfect woman.