The rest of the wedding day just flew by in a blur. We said our vows, circled the fire, and everyone cheered. But my mind was spinning with thoughts of Arjun. Now he was really family—my brother-in-law. That made our secret even more forbidden, hotter than ever.
As night came and we went to the bridal suite, Vikram was all sweet and gentle. He kissed me softly, slid into me slow, but it was over too quick. His cock was average, nothing special, and he came fast without making me feel much. I lay there awake after, my pussy still wet and throbbing from the morning fuck with Arjun. I needed more, something rough and deep to satisfy the ache inside me.
I have started something I am not even sure anyone would read. Now here we are. Me—still writing. You—still here. I’m not backed by fame or algorithms, just pure passion… and you. So if you’re reading this, thank you. Your support doesn’t just help—it builds this journey. And every share, every comment, every cheer? It’s another “Keep going.” And I will. For you to read. Comment your darkest desires to read in the story.
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