Fucking on the Wedding Night After Love Marriage – I had a love marriage. I say this with great pride, because I married by my own choice, for my love. My husband’s name is Sanjay. We both studied in the same college, and that’s where our love story began. First meeting in the canteen, then conversations in the library, and before we knew it, we both had gone crazy in love with each other. We dated for three years, and during this time, we had also become physically close. Yes, we had already fucked—meaning both the wedding night and the wedding day, i.e., sex—before marriage. We had completely explored each other’s bodies. But tonight—meaning the actual wedding night—what my husband did was pure pleasure. It was something that had never happened before.
Part 1: The Beginning of the Love Story and Wedding Preparations
It was our wedding night. After a whole day of rituals and crowds of guests, finally we were alone in our room. I was wearing a yellow saree and very little jewellery. I had deliberately not worn anything heavy, because I knew I would have to take it all off at night. I was looking very beautiful—there was that special wedding glow on my face, and my eyes clearly reflected love and desire for my husband.
Before coming to the room, my sister-in-law (jethani bhabhi) called me to her. She winked at me, gave me a pill, and whispered, “Eat this, otherwise you’ll get pregnant in one go and the chance to get fucked later will be gone.” I understood what she meant. It was a contraceptive pill. From her words, you can tell that our family has an open mindset. Both my mother-in-law and sister-in-law are very friendly and talk to me about such things without any hesitation. I immediately took that pill and thanked bhabhi.
My husband Sanjay loves me very much. He is very handsome—tall, broad-shouldered, and the dimples that appear on his cheeks when he smiles, I’m just crazy about them. Every time he smiles, my heart starts beating loudly. He came into the room and first gifted me a diamond ring. That ring was very beautiful and looked perfect on my finger. He said, “Today is our wedding night, today will be even more fun, jaanu. It wasn’t like that before.” There was a mischievous sparkle in his eyes, seeing which I understood that something special was going to happen today.
Then he came closer to me, put his hand on my waist, pulled me towards him, and whispered in my ear, “Today I’ll tear you apart.” Hearing this, I felt happy inside. I lowered my eyes shyly, but inside my pussy was already getting wet.
Part 2: Secret Warming Gel and Increasing Arousal
He said, “Take off your panty.” I wondered what he was going to do? But I obeyed him without saying anything. I lifted my saree, put my hand inside, and removed my panty from below. I handed that panty to him. He took it near his nose, smelled it, and took a deep breath with his eyes closed. Then he said, “Close your eyes.” I closed my eyes. I couldn’t understand what he was going to do, but I trusted him completely.
He gently laid me down on the bed. Then I felt him pour a hot gel-like substance on the mouth of my pussy. That gel was so hot that a strange shiver ran through my pussy. He said, “I’ll go to the bathroom, you just lie here.” I lay there as I was, my eyes still closed. Slowly, that gel started absorbing into the skin of my pussy. At first there was a mild warmth, then that warmth started increasing, and then there was a strange burning and itching sensation in my entire pussy. I was yearning to be fucked.
He came back after a while, sat beside me, and asked, “What happened?” I opened my eyes and said breathlessly, “Yes… I’m suddenly craving to be fucked. Sanjay, there’s a shiver up to my chest. My pussy is burning… please do something.” He smiled and said, “My love, that’s the point. That’s exactly what I wanted.”
He slowly removed all my clothes. My saree, my blouse, my bra—everything fell down one by one. Now I was completely naked in front of him. He took my breasts in his hands and started licking them. His tongue was moving in circles around my nipple. A hiss of ‘ssss… sssss…’ escaped my mouth and slowly my breasts became tighter and my nipples became harder. He kept squeezing both my breasts and biting them red. My nipples were becoming even harder pressed between his teeth.
He placed one hand on my pussy and said, “Oh, you’re filled with water. What will happen to me?” His fingers were sliding over the folds of my pussy, and my pussy juice was getting on his palm. I said mischievously, “Whatever happens… she’ll call you Papa.” Hearing this, he clung to me and said, “Say the word and I’ll make you a mother?” I laughed at this. I said, “First quench my thirst… Sanjay.”
He slowly started moving his finger over the crack of my pussy and said, “My love, I’ll eat this clean pussy.” I said, “Then what are you waiting for… eat it… this pussy is yours only.” Hearing this, he went down and placed his mouth directly at the mouth of my pussy and licked it with his tongue.
‘Aaaaahhhhh…’ A loud scream escaped my mouth. Friends, what can I tell you… what happened to me. That hot gel and the warmth of his tongue together had set my pussy on fire. I lifted my buttocks and brought my pussy close to his mouth. I wanted him to take my entire pussy in his mouth. He started licking me while inserting his finger into my opening. His finger was going inside my pussy and his tongue was moving around my clit.
I moaned and said, “Sanjay please… today completely destroy me.” He smelled my pussy with his nose and said, “This is just the beginning… on the honeymoon, I won’t let you walk.” Hearing this, I smiled at my luck inwardly. I was thinking that if this is just the beginning, what will happen next.
Now I said, “Sanjay, I can’t take it anymore. Please… fuck me.” He said, “One more minute.” Then he poured a lot of that same gel on my pussy. That gel went deep into my pussy and made it even hotter. I asked, “What is this… that heats me up and makes my desire to be fucked even more restless?” He said, “That’s the secret, love. It’s a special kind of warming gel that heats the pussy and makes it even more sensitive.”
Sanjay also applied a little gel on his cock. His cock was already fully erect—long, thick, and hard. After applying the gel, his cock started shining. I spread my arms and said, “Sanjay, come.”
Part 3: Effect of the Gel and the First Powerful Fucking
I pulled him into my arms like a film hero. He got excited, lifted both my legs, and quickly inserted his cock into my burning pussy.
I felt like I had a hiccup. His cock went in so easily and so deep that my breath stopped. I said, “You’ve never done this before.” So he said, “Today you’re my wife… now I’ll fuck you so hard that every day you’ll say… my pussy is torn.” I laughed at his words, but honestly, I felt like my pussy would tear.
Anyway, after a while, I felt as if there was a storm inside. That gel, his cock, and his fucking—everything together was driving me crazy. I said, “Sanjay, this gel is very good. My breasts feel big… full too, and my womb has opened up a lot… so my heart is also saying that I should spend the whole night under you releasing my fluid.”
He laughed and said, “Shall I start…?” I nodded yes. He put both his hands under my shoulders for support and gave a powerful thrust. I hissed in intoxication, “Aaaahhh… Sanjay.. squeeze out my youth today.” I wrapped both my legs around his waist. I wanted to pull him even deeper inside me.
He started thrusting me with ‘ghachchchch ghachchchh’. The speed of his fucking was so fast that the entire bed was shaking. I started bouncing my buttocks from below to support his thrusts. He said, “Oh my love… before today, you never did this so soon.” ‘Aaaahhhhh.. do more..’ escaped my mouth. Sanjay liked this. His eyes lit up.
I said, “Sanjay, I’m feeling intoxicated.” I started moving my pussy in circles under him. He also moved his cock in the same way and said, “Tanisha, today you’ve become my woman.” Hearing this, I was about to cling to him, but he grabbed both my breasts, gave a hard thrust, and quickly pulled out. And then he placed his mouth on my pussy, grabbed me by my buttocks, and started licking the inner lips of my pussy ‘lap lap’. His tongue was going inside my pussy and licking all my juice.
I said, “Sanjay, I’m going to cum.” So he moved away for a while, came on top of me, and started stroking my hair. He said, “Not yet, today I’ll make you cum from deep inside.” Thirty seconds later, he inserted his cock again and placed his teeth on my neck. I said, “Jaanu, it hurts.” He said, “Let it… I’ll love you from your marks.” He gave me a love bite on my neck, which made my pussy even wetter.
Part 4: Rapid Fucking and Passion Throughout the Night
Now Sanjay increased the ‘ghapaghap’ fucking. He was fucking me so hard that my screams echoed throughout the room. I—’Aaaahhhh.. aaaahhhah.. do it and put it deeper jaanu.. don’t let my womb remain thirsty..’ He said, “I won’t let that happen.” I started bouncing ‘aaahhh aahhh..’ and bringing my buttocks closer to him to get fucked. My ass was hitting his thighs.
I grabbed his ass hard, and he said, “Let me put a pillow under your ass.” He put the pillow, slid his cock inside, and said, “Now see what your womb says.” The pillow raised my pussy even higher, and his cock started going even deeper into my pussy. I said, “Jaanu, take my pussy… take it aaaahhh.. fuck me so hard that I can never forget.. aahh..”
He was getting more and more passionate. He said, “Yes.. my queen.. your breasts are driving me crazy. I’ll have to milk them soon.. aaaahhh.. take it, shall I put it deeper..” I said, “Yes.. aaaannnnnn my king.. aaaahhhh!”
The sounds of fucking ‘ghchhhhhh.. ghchahh’ started coming loudly. Only the sounds of our fucking and my screams were echoing throughout the room. I was giving him more passion by spreading my legs more and more. I was spreading my legs as much as possible so that his cock could fully fit into my pussy. He said, “Queen.. see how much juice has dripped that your sheet is filled with your juice.” I also looked and saw a large wet stain on the sheet. So much of my pussy juice was coming out that the sheet was soaked.
He dragged me to the edge of the bed, put my legs on his shoulders, started inserting his cock, and squeezed my nipples tightly. My nipples had become red pressed between his fingers. I was feeling extreme madness. The bed started making sounds—’chir-chir-chir’. I moved back and lay down on the bed. He climbed on top again and held me so tightly that the bones of my young body cracked. I was completely trapped in his arms.
I—’Aaaahhh Sanjuuyyy I’m enjoying it so much.. aaaeeeee ssss my mother hayyyye Sannjaayy oooo aaahhhhhh do it quickly.. I’m about to cum.. my comingggg hayyyee.. fuck mee naaaa..’
Seeing this opportunity, he started squeezing my clit. My clit was between his fingers and he was rubbing it hard. I was just ecstatic and started lifting my pussy even higher while going ‘Aaaahhhh.. my Sanjayyy haannnnnn aaaahhhaaaannnn..’
‘Sanjay.. my.. it’s happening Sanjay..ah.. my pussy is about to cum.. hold me in your arms..’ saying this, my legs went up in the air and started trembling. My entire body was shaking, and my pussy was contracting hard. Sanjay quickly pulled me close and said, “Yes my love..”
I clung to Sanjay’s chest and started hissing—’Aaaahhaaa.. my pussy is flowing… Sanjay take out all my fluid.. naaa aaaahhhhhh.. take my pussy and take it.. make a mess of it.. Sanjay aaaahhhh..’
I started thrusting hard from below. I felt, why did they stop? So he said, “You do it yourself jaanu.. you’ll cum fully..” He inserted his finger into the opening of my asshole between my buttocks. I jumped and his cock set itself deeper. I let out an intoxicating moan—’Aaaahhh hay my motherrrr.. ssss make a mess of my hole hayeee Sanjayyyy.. I’m gone.. take my fluid out.. aaahhh my goinggg hay hay..’
Part 5: Passion That Didn’t Stop Even After Cumming
I was done. My entire body became limp and I collapsed on the bed. But Sanjay was still the same. His cock was still fully hard and he hadn’t cum. I said breathlessly, “What happened.. didn’t you cum?” So he said, “No.. until I completely drain you today.. I won’t come a single drop.”
I had become limp now. My eyes were closing and my body was tired. But Sanjay didn’t give up. That night, on my wedding night, Sanjay fucked me for about twenty more minutes after I had cum. He put my legs on his shoulders, made me a mare, made me sit on top of him—he fucked me in every position. And I became aroused again and started both giving and taking thrusts in the fucking. His continuous fucking had heated me up again.
Then we united and both fell asleep in each other’s arms. That night was truly the most special and memorable night of our lives. That gel, that fucking, that love—everything together created an experience that I can never forget for my entire life.
This experience of fucking on the wedding night after love marriage was very special for me. I had had sex with Sanjay before too, but that night’s passion, that warming gel, and his ruthless love—everything was different. On the first night after marriage, having a new kind of sex with one’s own husband, trying something new—this experience was wonderful.
Part 6: Morning Sunlight and Fucking Again
The first rays of the morning were coming through the window. The room was slowly getting brighter, and I was still curled up in Sanjay’s arms. We were both still naked—we had fallen asleep just like that after the whole night of fucking. Sanjay’s cock had now become soft, but it was still pressed against my thigh. My pussy was still swollen and there was a slight pain—that sweet pain that told how intense the fucking had been last night.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that Sanjay was already looking at me. There was the same love in his eyes, the same desire, but along with it, a new mischief as well. He gave me a light kiss on my forehead and said, “Good morning, my queen. How was the night?”
I said shyly, “Very good… but my pussy still hurts. You really destroyed me last night.”
He laughed and said, “I’ll do even more now. Morning fucking has its own pleasure.”
My eyes widened. “Now? In the morning? I just woke up.”
He didn’t answer. His hand just started moving slowly on my back, then on my waist, and then on my buttocks. His fingers were moving in circles on my asshole. That same fire started waking up in my body that had died down last night. I hid my face in his chest, but my breaths started getting faster.
Sanjay held my chin, lifted my face, and placed his lips on mine. His kiss was slow and deep—with the freshness of the morning breaths. His tongue opened my lips and our tongues started meeting again. I closed my eyes and surrendered myself to him.
One of his hands was on my breasts, slowly pressing my nipple. My nipples immediately became hard—they were still as sensitive as last night. His fingers were rotating around my nipple and soft moans were escaping my mouth. His other hand reached my pussy through my asshole. When he touched my pussy, I shivered. My pussy was still wet from last night’s juice.
“See, your pussy is still wet,” he whispered. “That means you want it too.”
I couldn’t say anything. I just spread my legs a little more. It was a clear invitation.
Sanjay placed his cock on my pussy. His cock wasn’t fully hard yet, but the touch of my wet pussy slowly made it stiffen. He rubbed the tip of his cock up and down on the lips of my pussy, wetting it further. And then slowly—very slowly—he started pushing it inside.
“Ahhh…” a slow moan escaped my mouth. His cock was sliding easily into my pussy—like a hot knife going through butter. The fucking last night had completely prepared my pussy. It was now fully open for his cock.
This time there was no rush. No warming gel. Just the two of us—naked, clinging to each other, slowly becoming one. Sanjay inserted his entire cock into my pussy and then stopped right there. He hid his face in my neck and started kissing my earlobe.
“You know, Tanisha,” he said softly, “you’re the best thing in my life.”
I couldn’t say anything. Tears came to my eyes—tears of joy. I stroked his back with my hands and pulled him even closer.
Then he slowly started moving his hips. First very slowly, then a little faster, then even faster. With every thrust, his cock was touching the walls of my pussy, and every time a pleasant wave ran through my body. This fucking wasn’t as wild as last night’s—it was slow, deep, and loving. As if two bodies were getting to know each other again, recognizing each other again.
“Sanjay… ahh… keep it slow… it feels so good,” I said breathlessly.
He listened to me. His pace remained slow and deep. One hand was on my breasts, slowly pressing my nipple. His other hand was in my hair, wiping the drops of sweat from my face.
We kept fucking like this for about twenty minutes. There was no hurry, no delay. Just the two of us, and our love. Finally, when I was about to cum, I dug my nails into his back and released my fluid with a long, slow moan.
“Aaaaahhhhh…”
My pussy squeezed his cock hard, and at that same moment, Sanjay also came. His hot semen filled my pussy, and I felt that warmth throughout my body.
We were both panting. Sanjay was lying on top of me, our bodies stuck together. His cock was still inside my pussy, slowly softening.
“Good morning, my love,” I said laughing.
“Good morning, my queen,” he replied and gave me another kiss on my lips.
We lay like that for a while. Then we got up and went to the bathroom together. He bathed me—first with hot water, then with cold water. He washed my hair, applied soap to my body, and cleaned my pussy thoroughly. I also cleaned his body, washed his cock, and ran my hands over his chest.
When we came out, the bright morning sunlight was coming into the room. We wore clothes—I wore a light suit, and he wore a t-shirt and pants. Then we sat together and had breakfast. There was no shame between us, no hesitation. Just love, and desire for each other. That morning was one of the most beautiful mornings of our lives.
Part 7: Second Night – First Time Anal Fucking (With Preparation and Cleaning)
It was the second night of our marriage. We had spent the whole day together—walking, talking, laughing, and getting to know each other even more closely. By evening, we were both tired, but there was a different restlessness in my mind. The fucking last night and this morning had satisfied me, but I knew that Sanjay had something else in mind too.
We were eating dinner when Sanjay looked at me without saying anything and smiled. There was the same mischief in his eyes, the same sparkle. I understood that tonight was going to be something different.
After dinner, we came to our room. Sanjay closed the door and came to me softly. He put his hand on my waist, pulled me towards him, and whispered in my ear, “Tanisha, tonight I want to fuck your asshole.”
My heart started beating fast. I had never done anal sex before. I had heard that it hurts a lot, and Sanjay’s cock was so thick. I was scared, but still I couldn’t refuse him. I loved him very much, and I wanted him to enjoy every part of my body.
“I’m… I’m scared,” I stammered.
He held my face in his hands and looked into my eyes. “Trust me, Tanisha. I won’t hurt you. There will be a little pain the first time, but after that you’ll enjoy it too. But before that, we need to prepare.”
“Prepare?” I asked in surprise.
“Yes, the most important thing for anal sex is cleanliness. If it’s not clean inside, the fun can be ruined. And I want your first experience to be absolutely perfect.”
He took my hand and led me towards the bathroom. My heart was pounding loudly, but I went with him.
Preparation in the Bathroom
In the bathroom, Sanjay ran lukewarm water. He picked up a small bucket and a mug. Then he said to me, “Take off your clothes, completely.”
I was shy, but I obeyed him. I took off my saree, blouse, and bra—everything—and kept them aside. Now I was completely naked. Sanjay also took off his clothes. Then he asked me to sit on a small stool-like step in the bathroom.
“Now bend forward a little,” he said. I bent forward, showing my ass towards him.
Sanjay first washed my asshole well with warm water. Then he filled a small enema bulb with lukewarm water—which he had already planned and kept. He greased the tip of that bulb with Vaseline and gently inserted it into the opening of my asshole.
“It’ll feel a little cold, but stay calm,” he said.
Slowly he pressed the bulb and released the lukewarm water inside my asshole. I felt a strange fullness inside—as if a warm wave was going up to my stomach. I moaned, “Uff… it feels strange.”
“Let it be, it’s necessary,” Sanjay said and continued pouring the water.
After pouring about half a glass of water, he took the bulb out. Then he told me, “Now wait for a while, let the water stay inside. When you feel you can’t hold it anymore, tell me.”
After about a minute, I started feeling restless. There was movement in my stomach, and I felt I couldn’t hold it anymore. “Sanjay… I can’t hold it anymore… I need to release it,” I said nervously.
He immediately took me to the commode and made me sit down. I relaxed my ass and the water came out. The feeling was strange, but also relieving.
We repeated this process two or three times. Every time, the water came out cleaner than before. The third time, when the water came out completely clean, Sanjay said, “Done. Your asshole is now completely clean.”
Then he made me stand in the shower. He washed my entire body with warm water, especially cleaning my asshole thoroughly with soap. I also helped him—washed his cock, his chest, and his back. We were lovingly cleaning each other’s bodies, and this process itself had calmed my nervousness. Now I was completely trusting him.
After bathing, Sanjay took a clean, soft towel and dried my body well. He gently dried my asshole too. Then he gave me a kiss on my forehead and said, “Now you’re completely ready, my queen.”
Return to the Bed and Preparation
We both came out of the bathroom. I was no longer as scared. Sanjay laid me on the bed—on my stomach. He placed a pillow under me, which raised my asshole slightly. There was dim light in the room, and a light fragrance of candles was coming—Sanjay had prepared everything in advance.
“Now I’ll apply Vaseline,” he said and picked up the Vaseline jar kept nearby.
Taking a little Vaseline, he started applying it on the opening of my asshole. The touch of his finger was strange for me—a new feeling, a new place. At first I flinched, but he slowly inserted his finger and moved it in circles. He spread the Vaseline inside, making my asshole completely smooth.
“One more time,” he said and inserted his finger again. This time he tried to insert two fingers too. There was a little pain, but less than before. He moved his fingers in and out for a while, which made the muscles of my asshole start relaxing.
“Now I’ll apply Vaseline on my cock,” he said.
He applied Vaseline on his cock—from top to bottom, making it completely smooth. His cock was already fully hard, veins bulging, and the tip shining.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
I buried my face in the pillow and softly said ‘yes’. I had no fear now. The way he had taken care of me in the bathroom, the way he had prepared me, had completely removed all my fear.
Anal Fucking – The First Time
Sanjay placed his cock on the opening of my asshole and very slowly—at a snail’s pace—started pushing it inside. At first, I only felt pressure, then a little pain. I bit my lips and tried to slow down my breaths.
“It’s not going further,” Sanjay said. “Very tight.”
“One minute… just wait one minute,” I moaned.
I tried to relax my entire asshole. I took deep breaths and relaxed my body. He stroked my back and said softly, “Relax, Tanisha. Like you did in the bathroom, just relax.”
I did the same. Slowly, my asshole accepted the tip of his cock. He pushed a little more, and this time the pain was a little less.
“More?” he asked.
“Yes… a little more,” I replied.
Little by little, slowly, Sanjay kept taking his cock deeper into my asshole. With every thrust I moaned in pain, but every time he would stop and give me time to rest. After about ten minutes of this process, his entire cock was inside my asshole.
“Oh my god… it’s completely inside…” I panted.
“Yes, my love. Now I’ll just move slowly,” Sanjay said and started moving his hips.
At first there was only pain, but slowly that pain started turning into a strange pleasure. The warmth of his cock, the rhythm of his thrusts, and the sound of his breaths—everything together was driving me crazy. I started moving my asshole along with his thrusts. I wanted him to go deeper, even deeper.
“Aahh… Sanjay… deeper… a little deeper…” I moaned.
He increased his speed. Now he was fucking me ‘ghach-ghach’—fast, hard, and continuous. My asshole was now completely open, and his thrusts were pushing my body forward. My breasts were rubbing against the bed, and continuous moans were coming from my mouth.
“How does it feel?” Sanjay asked breathlessly.
“Very… very good… at first there was pain… but now… aahh… now I’m enjoying it a lot… thank you… Sanjay… for preparing me for this…” I replied.
He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. In this position, his cock went even deeper into my asshole, and I screamed—but this scream was not of pain, but of pleasure.
“Scream, my queen. Scream freely. No one is listening,” Sanjay said.
I let out all my voice. “Aaaahhhhh… Sanjay… fuck my asshole… fuck it completely… aahhh…”
He fucked my asshole for about fifteen minutes. Then he took his cock out and laid me on my back. He lifted my legs, placed them on his shoulders, and inserted his cock into my pussy again. After fucking my pussy for a while, again into the asshole, again into the pussy—he was alternately fucking both my holes.
“You’re getting fucked from both places,” he said mischievously.
“For you… both places are open for you… do whatever you want… you prepared me with so much love… now your queen will do anything for you…” I replied.
Finally, he released his semen inside my asshole. I felt his hot semen inside my asshole, and that feeling was wonderful. We both collapsed on the bed.
“Thank you, Tanisha,” Sanjay said, kissing my forehead. “You fulfilled another one of my desires. And you patiently obeyed everything I said… that preparation we did in the bathroom, all of it was not possible without your love.”
“Every desire of yours is my desire, Sanjay,” I said, looking into his eyes. “Just keep loving me. The love with which you cleaned my asshole, the love with which you prepared me… compared to that, the pain was nothing.”
He smiled and pulled me into his arms. “I love you, Tanisha. Always.”
That night was even more special than our wedding night. Because that night, we not only got to know each other’s bodies more closely, but also expressed our complete trust in each other. That preparation before anal sex—the water cleaning in the bathroom, Sanjay lovingly helping me, my complete trust in him—everything together became a memory that I can never forget for my entire life. That pain, that restlessness, and then that wonderful pleasure—everything was special because it was with Sanjay. I hope you enjoyed our story.