Chapter 1 // She is awake

Diya's Pov

"Ahh...bas bas dard ho raha hai." I hissed as he pushed harder.

"Bas bacha ho gaya, jhadne wala hu mai." His voice rasped as he woke up in middle of night to have me.

This was not new for me. He usually woke up at odd times to cherish my body.

"Meri pyaari randi (slut), meri taraf dekh!" He slapped my boobs harshly.

He was behind my body.

One leg over his and other on bed.

Bed creaked badly under us.

"Jaldi kariye neend aa rhi hai mujhe." I yawned at end.

"Haan bas, teri chut se mere lund ki pyas bhuja lu, fir so Jana bacha." He cooed.

"Meri randi ki chut humsha geeli rheti hai na meri liye." He moaned

"Ji sarpanch ji"

I moaned.

He buried his face in my neck. Other hand reached to rub my clit.

"Chal ab jaldi se paani nikal de apna."

Rub. Rub. Rub.

"Jhadja mere mote lund pe. Geela kar de isse apni chut se."

Rub. Rub. Rub

Kiss. Kiss. Kiss.

He bit me on neck and I reached.

"Bhenchod (fuck!) esse hi ...haan esse hi nikal de Sara paani. Geela kar mera lund."

{I don't know how to translate fuck in moan so I wrote abuse.

It means he is moaning not abusing the girl during sex}

I released but he didn't.

I found me raised his upper body a little and started pushing with full force, he was close.

"Ahhh...meri randi ki chut sirf meri hai. Sirf mai iski pyas bhujhauga."

Thrusts.

"Ahh..ahh..teri choti si chut ko bhar dunga mai apne paani se."

Thrusts.

"Sirf mere lund ka paani milega teri chut ko."

Thrusts.

A warm gush of liquid filled my tiny pussy hole and he grunted.

He fell on his back and made me turn with his arm.

"Aap theek hai?"

I traced his face.

He was the most handsome and irresistible masculine man of our village.

Every woman die for his one look. But here I am, a twenty year age difference girl, whom he made a woman.

He chuckled looking at me with hasty eyes.

"Theek? Mai swarg mei hu mera bacha." He said with a big smile and kissed my forehead.

"Soh jaao ab. Thak gayi hogi." He cooed and patted my hair.

Within seconds, I fell asleep in his arms, with face buried in his chest.

I woke up pain in my nipples and sucking sensation.

"Good morning bacha." He gave me a devilish smile and latched on my nipple, sucking the milk out.

Irony, he is sucking me like baby and calling me a baby.

I smiled and caressed his hair.

"Bahu..Bahu. Aaj khaana milega ya nhi." I heard my mother in law yelled from outside corridor.

But my devil of husband did not move.

"Ae ji, hatiye na."

I said him.

"Ummmm" he moaned but didn't left me.

"Inn chucho mei se Sara dudh Pina hai mujhe, fir hi tujhe Jana dunga."

He molded them hand.

I moaned in pain.

"Kitne bade bade chuche hai tere, mere pyari randi." He jiggled them with his big palms.

"Aaj chai mei, tere chucho ka hi dudh dalio."

He said

He slapped my boobs, not getting a answer.

"Kuch pucha hai maine Randi!! Jawab de apne sarpanch ko. Khush karegi na apne chucho se mujhe?"

"Ji, sarpanch ji." I replied.

He sucked for few more minutes. 68 minutes.

Almost an hour.

I went to kitchen after a bath, and started cooking breakfast with Sarla, our cook.

Taking hot chapatis I made my way to aangan where everyone was sitting on floor.

This family consisted of 3 only. Siddhant Ji's mother, his father and he himself.

"Kitni aalsi hai yeh ladki. Bas aaram Kara lo."

Within 10 months of my marriage, I am used to my mother in law's taunts.

"Tune khaya?" Siddhant ji asked looking at me.

"Ji, abhi nahi."

I replied, setting veil on my head correctly.

"Baith." He ordered and made his plate.

"Ji? Woh mai-" I thought about any excuse ignoring Maa Ji's stinky eyes.

"Yeh baith gayi toh roti kon banayega."

Maa ji replied to him.

"Naukrani ko yaha tazi hawa khaane ke paise deta hu mai kya "

His sarcastic reply came.

I pressed my lips to control my chuckle.

"Suna nahi tune? Baith" He almost glared at me.

And I sat down beside him.

We ate in same plate, earning maa ji's eyes.

Siddhant Ji's mother is a traditional lady like others. She wanted me to cook, clean and pleasure my husband.

I did all of this but the difference was that, I earned his sweet gestures in return.

"Tumhe seher Jana tha pichle hafte. Woh Paisa party ke the. Ab unhone kisi aur ko de dia hai wo paisa."

My father in law said in disappointment.

Siddhant ji looked unaltered.

"Usse double Paisa milega." He replied and continued eating.

"Huh!... Kaise milega? Yaha joru ke gulam banke?" He mocked Siddhant ji.

He didn't go to City last week because I caught flu. My immune system was weak since my birth.

The normal flu made me burn in fever badly. He was here to take care of me, all day & night.

"Aapne bhi ki hoti ho shyd MLA hote." He mocked back.

Maaji and I gasped.

This topic was touching for my father in law.

He always fought elections to be a MLA, but got defeated everytime.

"Bas bitwa!" Maaji warned him.

Getting up from his seat with a sour mood, father in law left.

I felt bad for him. He didn't eat much.

Maaji looked sad as well.

"Kamre mei chal" he ordered after finishing his portion.

"Ji" I answered and ate last morsel fastly.

I got up and turned my back to go in our room but paused by a taunt again.

"Kamre mei jaane ka kya fayda, jab kokh mei ek bacha nahi le sakti."

My mother in law taunted.

Another reason of her disliking towards me.

It's been 10 months and I have not conceived yet. The reason was Sidhhant ji don't want any child now.

So I took pills daily.

No one knew about this beside Siddhant ji.

And I didn't tell him about the taunts as well.

His mother thinks of me as a girl who did black magic on his king like son, to have me wrapped around my finger.

I shook my head and left to my room.

I opened the door and found myself pressed against wall beside doors.

"Kahan rahe gayi thi? Kitna tadpati hai tu mujhe." He buried his face in my neck.

"Paer khol" he ordered and removed my kurta sensually.

"Chai mei tera dudh pii ke maza hi aa gaya." He moulded my tender breasts.

"Utar mera kurta" he ordered and I obliged.

"Hmm...ab lund le mera haath mei aur apni choti si chut mei daal"

He said while removing my bra.

I opened the knot of his dhoti styled pajama and his hard length came into view.

It was thick and painful to have inside me at first. But it gave pleasure to me.

He angled my one leg by folding it against wall.

"Bhenchod, teri chut se humsha paani kyu aata rhat hai." He spanked my pussy.

"Jab bhi tere paer kholu toh yeh chut geeli hi milti hai mujhe. Bikul randi ki tarah geeli rakhti hai tu apni chut ko mere mote lund ke liye."

He spanked again

I moaned at his words and harsh slap.

"Aapke liye hi geeli rheti hai yeh."

I whispered to me and he connected our lips.

His lips.

No matter how many times I taste it but it always gave me goosebumps to have them attached to me.

He pushed his tongue with utter domination.

My jaw started hurting badly with movements.

I punched his broad well built chest few times and he left my mouth.

"Andar le mera lund jaldi, warna maine teri chut fad deni hai abhi."

He warned

He was hungry for my pussy. I saw him controlling himself from being harsh.

I held his manhood and pushed it inside the hole.

I hissed with the stretching.

I saw his face with viens popping on neck. He was few seconds from fucking me hard.

"Tu rhne de tujhse nhi hoga." He pushed my hands away, I was too slow.

He pushed in one go and I screamed.

"Madarchod!!!" He grunted feeling tightness.

He held my small chubby waist and pounded like a animal.

"Dheere dheere ..ahhh umm... Dheere kariye."

I moaned digging my finger in his shoulder.

"Saali yaha mere lund ki jaan nikal rahi hai tujhe dheere ki padi hai." He chuckled making me giggling.

I fall over his body a little hugging his chest.

His hands on back of my waist.

"Teri chut ki garmi jati nahi hai na. Puri raat chodo jsse fir bhi itni hi tight milti hai."

He spanked my ass with both hands.

"Chal jaldi se jhad ja warna tere pati ka baap usse bhot sunega."

He commented

We both chuckled at that. Then he attached our lips.

One hand holding my waist and other on my head, kissing me.

I wrapped one leg around him.

He pounded hard without missing a beat.

"Ahh...saali mai jhadne wala hu. Paani legi na mere lund ka apni chut mei? Bol meri randi apni chut ko bharegi na mere lund ke paani se."

He moaned

"Haan sarpanch ji, meri choti se chut ko bhar do apni paani se."

I moaned making him happy as I learnt he love when I want him.

He groaned.

"Le saali fir, saara ka saara paani le mera."

Our eyes rolled back as we both screamed each other's name.

"Ahhhhhh.... Teri chut ko apne paani se bhar Raha hu mai DIYA...ahhhh randi ki tarah Sara paani le rhi hai teri chut mera."

He moaned.

"Kitne ache se khush karti hai tu mere lund ko, ahhh Diya...ahhh"

He filled me up with his white semen.

With a last long kiss, we separated.

He carried me and placed me on bed. I took deep breathes.

He chuckled at my state and kissed my forehead.

"Shaam ko aane mei der hogi. Tu so jaaio" he said while wearing clothes.

I noticed his length was all wet from my orgasm.

He was getting hard again too.

I dared to move my eyes to meet his only.

"Aese hi dekhti rahegi toh maa kasam tere muh mei lund daal dunga mai."

He warned and I blushed .

He never left me this easily but he know I handle much and I can't his stamina at all.

Before going to work, he always fucks me to make his length coat in my wetness.

"Mai tujhe har par mehsoos karna chahta hu"

He said this on our first wedding night. Since then he made sure to coat his length with my wetness.

"Tere liye kuch Lana ho toh bata dena."

He said placing my clothes on bed.

With a last kiss he was off to work.

I rolled on our bed and caught some more sleep.