Servant girl 2 (MF, cons)

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In my mind, there is a clear distinction between fantasy and reality. All my stories are "just stories". I do not support non-consensual and violent acts in any way nor did I write this story to compel or inspire someone else to do such things.

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Title: The servant girl 3
Story codes: Mf, cons
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The bridegroom was a tall, muscular man with golden-brown skin, dark hair and sparkling eyes. He looked very handsome in his silk clothes. Swapna wore an expensive and colorful sari. I looked very pretty in my dress. There were so many guests, it looked like the rich landlord had invited the entire village. As I watched their grand wedding, I hoped for a similar fairytale ending. After the wedding reception, I accompanied Swapna to her husband's place. His house was bigger than the landlord's.

The bride was still a virgin, having been raised by conservative parents. I had overheard the landlady telling her that it would hurt the 1st time. I was assigned the task of setting up her marriage bed. I decorated the room with candles, lit incense sticks and spread rose petals everywhere. My room was in the back of the house, the door didn't have a lock. It wasn't too far away from their bedroom. The bride waited with a veil over her face. Her husband was drinking with his friends. After the guests and servants had left, he entered their bedroom.

The house was quiet, and I could hear most of what was happening. I imagined what I couldn't hear. I was tempted to sneak up and peep in through a window. He removed her veil. He whispered sweet nothings into her ear, and kissed her on the lips. He removed her colorful sari. She was dressed only in her skirt and short top with the stomach and navel showing. He kissed her on her belly button and took off the rest of her clothes. She was wearing black lingerie.
He unhooked her bra and freed her small, tender breasts. He coaxed her to lie down on her back. He gave her a warm kiss and drove his tongue deep in her mouth. He held her breasts in his hand and massaged them. He put his warm mouth on her tits and tenderly sucked them. She moaned with pleasure.

Now, he took off his clothes. She could see his hard penis sticking out at her. It was the first time she had seen a naked man. She didn't know it would look so big and was scared, just as I had been, when I first saw one. He asked her to kiss his cock and lick it, she refused. He took her panties off and exposed her mound. He rubbed her thighs and the soft, warm flesh between them. Then he spread her legs, put his finger on her clitoris, and played with her until she was ready and wet with desire. He got on top of her and aimed his cockhead at her slit. She said, "Please be gentle. It seems too big." He said "I won't hurt you." He eased into her gently. She cried out softly. The bride was deflowered, her virginity taken by her husband. He kept pumping into her, in and out, slowly fucking her. He was a good lover. Soon I heard her cries of pleasure "Please don't stop. It feels so good." After a few minutes, he came in her cunt with a loud, satisfied grunt. I felt the pulsing between my thighs. I squeezed my legs together and moved my hips. It didnt help. I imagined that he was making love to me. I put my fingers on my clit and rubbed myself. My young pussy was wet, it felt so good.

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Author: AA