Hey everyone, Barney is back again! This time, I’m bringing you a fresh adventure from this amazing place. Get ready to be surprised! (Don’t forget to check out my past stories too!) The invitation to attend my college friend’s sister’s wedding in the breathtaking Pink City of Jaipur in January 2024 was an adventure I couldn’t resist. The Indian wedding buzzed with life and colour like a beautiful woven rug. Thanks to my friend Rohan (name change), I was lucky enough to witness his sister’s wedding. I reached to his home a day before the function. He told me to freshen up, and then he would take me to an evening cocktail party. The party was happening in a lush green farmhouse which has a beautiful pool. As I reached there, my eyes landed on a group of women surrounding the bride. I greeted my friend’s sister and her friends. Among them was a stunning woman with warm, glowing skin who seemed almost to shine. Her skin, a deep, rich brown, seemed to glow with warmth even amidst the excitement. Her figure was voluptuous, with curves that seemed to have been sculpted by the gods themselves. Every inch of her body was perfectly proportioned, with just the right amount of fat in all the right places. I was mesmerized by her presence. We all sipped beer with good music, and the cool climate made it even more exciting. She was dancing, and I was checking her out silently. Then, for a couple of seconds, our eyes met, and she laughed. She looked at me again. When I made eye contact, she looked at her friend and smiled. This happened two or three times. After wrapping up the day’s festivities, we headed back to his home. The bride and her group of friends went to their hotel, as the Haldi ceremony will be held tomorrow. Later that night, I was talking to my friend about the girl. He told me she’s a bit outspoken and extroverted. But encouraged me to make my move if I was interested. He even winked. We arrived at the hotel at 10:00 AM the next day as the haldi ceremony was about to start at 11:00 AM. I then helped out with some chores. As the clock ticked, guests began making their way to the outdoor courtyard for the haldi ceremony. Music filled the air, transforming the atmosphere. The ceremony commenced, and the bride and groom were adorned with fragrant turmeric paste by their relatives and friends. Then, I caught a glimpse of the stunning Akshita. She looked mesmerizing in her yellow saree. She requested the DJ to play a song and launched into her dance. Her performance was electrifying, and the glances she gave me during it were captivating. After the haldi ceremony, the mehendi celebration began. As people headed to their rooms to change, Rohan approached me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Listen,” he whispered conspiratorially, “you need to go to the second floor. You have to bring a briefcase for me.” I quietly went upstairs to the second floor. The hallway was bright. At the end, I saw an open door leading to a small, windowless room. I tried to open the door, but to my surprise, the door was not closed. I guess somebody left the room without closing it. I stepped inside without knocking, and I was shocked for a moment because of what I saw. Entering the room, I found Akshita smoking what appeared to be marijuana. She was likely getting ready for the mehndi ceremony, dressed only in a bra and gown. I apologized for interrupting and turned to leave. She stopped me, quickly covered herself, and insisted I keep quiet about what I saw. Then, she handed me the briefcase. Later that evening, at the party, Akshita wore a stunning black saree. She seemed different somehow. I could feel her trying to hold my gaze longer than usual. We all were hitting the dance floor, and she was dancing next to me, to which I replied Me – I saw you dancing earlier in haldi. You’re natural. Akshita – Thank you. Me – By the way, you are looking absolutely stunning, even more gorgeous than the bride. Akshita – No way, but thank you. (blushing) Me – Sorry, I should’ve knocked at that time. Akshita – No worries. And she winked. Me – Want to go for a walk at the midnight? Akshita – raising eyebrows and smiling, sure. After midnight, we had already changed, and all the people were busy with themselves. We snuck out of our room and headed toward the parking. I got the keys to the continental gt of Rohan’s cousin and went for a ride. She hugged me tightly from behind. I asked her to do it so that she won’t fall off. I observed she was tipsy after the party. Her boobs were crushing my back, and we talked all through the ride. The wind stole her words, so I eased off the gas, turning towards her. At that moment, our heads were close. Her next words tickled my ear, “a playful secret shared only between us.” Therefore, when I turned back, I accidentally brushed her lips. I applied brake due to this, and our lips crushed each other. A romantic electric shock in my spine was evident from that motion. To my surprise, she also didn’t move a muscle. She froze when my lips touched hers. I parked the bike near a tin shed and spontaneously pressed my lips a little onto her lips to see her reaction. She matched my pressure and pressed her lips. I opened my lips to let her lips inside and tasted her alcohol-covered tasty lips. It was hot like hell. A shiver of cool air snapped us back to reality. Our lips parted, and a comfortable silence settled as we both processed the heat of the moment. I started the bike and headed towards the hotel. After we reached to the hotel, Me – Want to smoke a cigarette? She – You have it right now? Me – Technical, yes, but in my room. She – No problem, let’s go. She readily agreed and started climbing the stairs. All I could think was when I was staring at her sexy ass as she raised it high. After entering the room she went to look inside a small fridge and grab two beers. We sat on the sofa, and she was very close to me. I could feel the heat between us building. We both took a sip each. I asked her how it was. She replied, saying it was good but not as compared to my lips. This line made me mad, and I grabbed her to kiss her closely. Wasting no time, we opened our mouths wide and started kissing lavishly. We kissed deep and sloppy, digging our tongues into each other’s mouths. I had both my hands on her waist. We barely spoke a word to two. It was as if we understood each other with just gestures. She lifted her dress to reveal her black lacy bra and panty. It was soft and silk-like. I had to touch and smell them to know her scent. She was watching me naughtily while I was doing that. She got down and opened my pants with underwear. I was oozing pre-cum. She just held it in her hand for a few minutes seeing it as if she was seeing a dick for the first time. She gave me one hell of a blowjob with the slurping sound coming. When a girl is drunk, she can be as wild as possible. She will do things even though she wouldn’t have thought. I got up and took her in my arms. I placed her on the sofa and licked her inner thighs. Her thighs shivered for some time. When I went near her pussy, she made moaning sounds. I had not even started sucking but gave her pussy a good touch on my lips. She was shivering and grabbing my hair. I entered my tongue on her pussy and licked it clean. She was oozing pre-cum, which I tasted and drank as soon as it was coming out of her. She was seeing all this action by lifting her head and was enjoying making horny sounds. I asked her to come to sit on my face as I wanted to lick that pussy clean and more. She had never done it, so she was a bit hesitant initially. We shifted to the 69 position as soon as she sat on my face. I was using my tongue as deeply as possible. She was holding and sucking my dick. Many minutes passed in this position. I loved every second of it. As I increased my speed of licking her pussy. She stopped sucking and shivered as if she got a shock. She released her juices, and I drank them all. Now, it was time for some real action. I pulled out a packet of condoms from my bag. She put the condom on my dick. Then, we got into a missionary position. I went down near her pussy and started teasing her by just stroking it around her pussy. Akshita got annoyed and shouted to put it in. I obliged, saying, “Yes, madam, as you wish.” And before she could realize it, my 7-inch monster was inside her. She didn’t expect that, and she was shouting in pain. I just started kissing her until she was comfortable and enjoying herself. I started with slow strokes and gradually increased my pace. By then, her pain had turned into pleasure, and she was moaning, “Ahhh. Fuck me, harder babes, I’m all yours.” This turned me on more, and we fucked in that position till we both reached our climax. We cum almost together, and I could feel her warm fluids. It was heaven. Then I asked her to turn around and started fucking my best friend in doggy style. Her ass cheeks were bumping into my thighs, and the typical banging sound was being heard loud. I spanked her 10–15 times. My prints were starkly visible on her brown, round ass. I parted her ass furiously. She let out a moan. I pinched her ass hard. Leaving nail marks. I did not care about the sound or whether the neighbours could hear it or not. I just wanted to enjoy myself. I put my fingers deep into her mouth. I made them sloppy wet. And rubbing my thumb on her asshole vigorously. Without any warning, I thrust them inside her asshole. Akshita moved forward, but I kept my hand around her waist tightly, and she shouted, “Bhenchod, it is hurting bastard. Please remove your finger from my ass.” I listened to her trembling voice. I then increased my pace and started squeezing her boobs. After 15 minutes of hardcore fuck, I reached my climax and cum inside her. At this point, we were exhausted and just lay down on the bed, hugging each other and we just dozed off. Next morning, stay tuned. I hope you enjoyed my story. Any ladies or girls out there seeking my service, need someone to talk to, wanna satisfy their deepest dark fantasies, can hit me up at [email protected].
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