We were traveling back to Siliguri in the car. We chatted for some time. For the first time, we came to know that the name of the driver was Arun. He was also educated. He was a graduate. We asked him to drop us at a place, a bit far from our home. From there we took a rickshaw after he left. This was again done for security purposes. So that he does not come to know about our whereabouts. Before getting down we took his number because somehow we liked the guy. He was decent and kinky at the same time. And it was Mimi who insisted on taking his contact. This basically proved that she loved the fuck and naughtiness. Few months went by and it was spring again. This time it was my birthday which was nearing. She planned another visit to the picturesque Siliguri. This time we were pretty sure about what we were going to do. I mean it was quite obvious that my birthday would be special in a different way. On the D-day, she was there in my flat and we were actually thinking about what to do. As customary to our modus-operandi, I had got a new SIM card, to make calls to our contacts. Last time Arun was quite a turn-on and was a very different and classy add-on to the entire excitement. So, we called Arun first. He was overwhelmed to hear from us, for obvious reasons. Who would not want to fuck a beauty like Mimi? And he knew it is going to happen anyway. We also called Paltu and enquired whether they were present or not. They were there. But, we didn’t confirm anything to them. I was in a t-shirt and a Bermuda. Mimi was in a black skirt which was up to her knees and a loose white t-shirt. This was basically to ensure that the stuff can be taken off anywhere anytime at ease. Her hair was kept open and she was wearing dark red lipstick. Basically, she was looking red hot. We took some basic clothing just in case we had to stay. Arun came in a car to a location we had specified. We got in and he started driving. We were on the highway. I and Mimi started making out casually when Arun turned around and smiled. Arun: “Dada apni to koren e. Aj amake ektu sujog din.” (Dada you normally do. Today give me some chance.) Me: “Tumi to korechho age.” (You have already done it earlier.) Arun: “Na, mane, gari chola kalin korar moja ta to alada, tao abar Didi r sathe.” (No, it’s a different feeling to have it while the car is in motion. That too with Didi.) Mimi: “Oi amar naam Mimi. Mimi bole dako. Oto Didi bolte hobe na.” (Oi, my name is Mimi. Call me Mimi. Don’t have to say Didi and all now.) Arun: “Thik ache, Mimi.” (It’s okay, Mimi.) Me: “To tumi ki bolte chaichho ami gari chalabo r tumi amar e girlfriend er sathe dushtumi korbe? Shok to kom noi.” (So, what do you want to say, that I will drive the car and you will make out with my girlfriend? Quit audacious.) Arun: “Mimi hoe jak?” (What do you say, Mimi?) Mimi: “Hote pare.” (Can be done.) He was now communicating directly with her and she was also responding. When the girl herself was so eager, I was no one to stop her. Me: “You are becoming slutty day by day.” Mimi: “You are the reason behind it.” I smiled. After a few minutes, Arun stopped the car and I got onto the driving seat. I started driving and looked into the rear-view mirror. I was surprised to see both of them into a passionate lip-lock. It was long and was so hot that Mimi was swooning during most parts of it. I knew that things are really steamy between them. After a few minutes, I felt like pissing and was slowing down the car to stop. Mimi shouted, “Ki korchho? Amader obostha dekhechho?” (What are you doing? Have you seen our condition?) I looked back to see both of them completely naked and Arun was on top of Mimi, making love to her. Me: “Baapre, you guys are really fast.” Mimi: “Onek din por. Bojhoi to.” (It’s been a long time. You understand I know.) I started driving the car again. After some time there were some movements. This time Mimi sat below and was preparing for the blowjob session. I could see that she was giving the blowjob and Arun was enjoying it completely. After some time they changed position. Arun was now sucking Mimi. He sucked for a good 15 minutes. Mimi was hot and desperately wanted his cock now. She was shouting, “Aah, fuck me, fuck me.” They changed position to fuck in missionary position in the back-seat when suddenly Arun said: “Mimi cholo biye kore ni.” (Mimi, let’s get married.) I was like WTF. Me: “Mane? Ki bolchho?” (Means? What are you saying?) Arun: “Mane khelar chhol e Dada. Kintu aj Mimi k sindur na poriye ami chudbo na.” (Means it’s a game, Dada. But, I won’t fuck Mimi without putting SIndur on her forehead.) Mimi was also surprised to hell. But, at the same time, she was super horny by the steamy session between them. Mimi: “Ki bolte chaichho khule bolo.” (Tell us clearly what you want to say.) Arun: “Amar chena ekta purohit ache ekta mondir e. Ekhan theke just 7-8 km hobe. Amra giye short-e biye kore nebo. Dada kanya-daan korbe. Just enjoy korar jonno. Kintu moja ta barbe etate. Amar odhikar Mimi ropor onek besi thakbe.” (I know a priest over here in a temple near this place. We will go and marry each other in short. Dada will do the ‘Kanya-Daan’. Just for fun. But, the fun will be more. My control over Mimi would be much greater.) Me: “R tar por?” (And then?) Arun: “Just ajker din er jonnoi. Amar kachhe apnader number o nei j phone korbo. Apnara o j phone theke phone koren tate r pore pawa jae na. Ami apnader bari o chini na. Eta o jani na apnader naam thik bolechhen na bhul. To.” (Just for today. I don’t even have your contact nos., that I will contact you any further. You are normally not available in the number from which you call. I even don’t know your address. I don’t even know that the names you told me are correct or not. So.) He was not wrong. He won’t be able to trace us anyways. Mimi looked at me with inquiring eyes, lying completely nude under Arun, who was also naked. I inquired her through my eyes, by raising my eyebrows, to see what she wanted. She indicated through her eyes that she was okay. I anyways wanted to share her and this would be an add-on. So, I said, “Okay. Kintu tumi ki chaichho biye kore?” (Okay. But, what do you want by marrying her.) Arun: “Dada, just ajker jonno Mimi amar. R sudhu amar kothai sunbe. Apnar kotha kichhu cholbe na. Just ajker jono. Kal sokal theke abar apnar girlfriend hoe jabe.” (Dada just for today, Mimi is mine. And she will only abide by my words. Your words won’t matter to her. Just for today. From tomorrow morning, she will again become your girlfriend.) The idea was hot and innovative. And that is probably the reason we called Arun, that he would come up with some more kinky ideas. Mimi extended her hand towards my crotch and felt it. Needless to say, it was hard as an iron rod. Mimi: “Just wanted to check. I guess you are overwhelmed with the idea. Just check for the security.” I replied back to her with a smile. Me: “Okay. Kintu abar repeat kora jabe na. Emon noi j biye kore felechi to Mimi amar bou, porer theke ami jokhon bolbo aste hobe.” (Okay. But, you won’t be able to repeat it. You even won’t be able to say that ‘I have married her, so whenever I want it she will have to come.’) Arun: “Dada apnara number change kore neben to. Bolar sujog e pabo na,” (Dada you guys will change your numbers. I won’t even have the chance to say so.) Mimi was like super excited. Her eyes suggested it and she was just waiting for my confirmations. Me: “Okay. Enjoy.” And I literally gave away my girlfriend to Arun to use and abuse with no control of mine for a day. I didn’t even know that I would be able to get my hands on her on my birthday or not. Not that I was dying for that, because the enjoyment was perhaps bigger in this. That was the reason we were in this situation. But somehow I had nothing to lose. I had already got her fucked rampantly by 9 guys for a whole night. That too without condom, with most of them cumming inside her pussy. So, I had completely shared every bit of Mimi basically. Arun told me the way, which was just 20 minutes from where we were. I drove towards the Mandir and in the meanwhile, the to-be-wed duo was making out at the back of the car. As we arrived they dressed up and got ready for the act of the day- The marriage. Arun on getting down took out a packet from his bag. There was a red transparent ‘ghunghat’ made of net and small shiny decorations (chumki), the ones basically worn on a wedding day by the bride. So, basically, the pervert came prepared with his plan to marry Mimi. He asked Mimi to wrap it around her head like a ‘ghunghat’. She did. So basically her dress was quite weird – as in, a black skirt and white top, with a red Bride-ghunghat. The 3 of us went up the stairs. Arun meanwhile had already had a word with the Pandit. On arrival, he asked who will do the ‘Kanya-Daan’ As we were the only 3 in the temple, I said that I would do it. So, basically, I was going to do the ‘Kanya-Daan’ of my girlfriend, to get her married to a driver. Knowing that the whole act was being conducted, so that she could be regally fucked by Arun for an entire day. The Pandit made them sit in front of the Hawan-Kund and ignited it. He started off with his mantra-chants. Mimi was finding it really hard to sit in her skirt. But somehow she managed to put her legs on one side. After a while, he asked me to give Mimi’s hand to Arun. I took her hand and put it on Arun’s. This was basically the moment I lost total control on Mimi for that day. The pandit then asked them to take those 7 ‘Pheres’ around the holy fire to seal their wed-lock. After that, he took the sindur and asked Arun to put it on Mimi’s forehead. He did so happily. Surprisingly, Mimi was blushing when the sindur was being applied on her forehead. It was a first for her. But, yes she was looking awesome with the sindur. The entire thing took about 45 minutes and we went down. On reaching the car, I and Mimi were going to sit at the back. Arun said, “Dada ota amar bou.” (Dada she is my wife now.) So, basically, he wanted me to continue driving so that he can enjoy Mimi at the back seat. I sent out a ‘huff’ and went to the driving seat. Mimi was still wearing her weird dress with freshly applied sindur on her forehead. Here is Ujhyo signing off for this part, we will see what happens after this in the next part. If you like the story, please feel free to contact me at [email protected].
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