Ajiit

My ravishing bride Allie came down the isle, it was the first time for me to see her with out her sari. I was 27 years old and as the custom in my country we were joyus. Wow, man! Did I get hard seeing here in her ghagra choli with the red embroidered dupatta about her lovely head. Her red, purple and silky garments covered with gold jewels were moving oh so!, I must say. I could make out breasts, large, with swarthy but lumbering movements beneath here garment. We were joined quickly and then we were off to her parent’s bed to be witnessed, our consummation. I wanted to see her naked but held my breath and did not ask, her mother was standing to close. My mother and father with her father were at the far end of the room near the door. As my bride and I climbed beneath the covers of her mother’s bed there was silence. We began to undress. And what could be said? I wanted to see her naked, but was afraid to ask, this night and well I would not ask for 13 years. And then she did not oblige me for 3 more years after that even with my constant begging. I had to endure her insults that I was a pervert, but in the end I won. But that is ahead of this story. This night was our wedding night and I would feel something wonderful this night. Something that I never had felt before. I could hardly contain myself and well, I did not.

We finished undressing beneath the covers when she slipped a cloth into my hands and with a look of fright that I detected by the soft candle light. I held it closed and secret for what ever this frighten glance meant from her. Just then father demanded, “stand girl!” Her mother pulled Allie from our bed. Naked to all the room Allie found herself before my mother. Mother squatted between her legs to inspect her hymen, moved away and said nothing. Allie, who had been looking away climbed back to the bed. I returned her cloth.

All was as I was told, would happen this night, until her mother spoke up. “I must see it!” she said to the three standing at the back. Loud and forceful in her high pitched Nimadi dialect. “Stand boy!” she demanded as she raised her arm in the motion for me so arise from the bed, naked. I pulled the covers close to my chest and remained otherwise without motion. Father, barked at me to arise using the gestures of dominate command for me to do so without garment. And I immediately did and arising to be seen as her father drew near as well. I covered my uncut tata (penis). Father barked again with mother close behind both waving their hands with commands. Lowering my head in respect I removed my hands as the remaining firmness departed me. This was the first time since before the ceremony that I had been without an erection. My bride’s mother came over to inspect me gesturing with disappointment. She took her looks and stood back again at the foot of the bed. I climbed back into bed at the instruction of father and resumed my task to copulate with Allie.

At father’s behest I spread Allie’s warm and slim legs to enter her vagina. I think I must have been low because Allie kept grunting each time I poked her. I decided that I must poke harder since I was not entering. Her grunting got harder. Her mother grew impatient and demanded that I be shown how it is done. I pleaded that I was there, though not having a clue. I quickly felt around for her vagina and finding it I grabbed my tata and aimed it so that my next push would go right in. Although I Had found the entrance it turns out that Allie had vaginismus (sp?), that is she could not let me in because her muscles were so very contracted. Later she gathered a headache from this and took medicine to fall asleep. But that is ahead of the story.

I pushed and she grunted, I pushed and pushed and pushed and she likewise grunted again and again. Seeing that I could not enter I decided right then and there that I wanted this woman badly. More than walking away from this marriage. It is our custom that an unconsummated marriage would not be granted. So I lay down upon Allie as though I had entered and began to move as humping her cleanly. Her huge breasts rubbed me over and again with delight. She moved me down to her upper thigh that I gladly with wonderfully humped for the full few seconds before I spurted my seed. I felt Allie cup my tata as I spurted and she pulled it over to her hairy vagina. Oh the joy and feel of that very first time. I never wanted to stop. My eyes twitched and my breathing stopped for just a second I was in Nirvana. In only a matter of seconds I felt the covers ripped from the both of us as parents coiled close to inspect. My tata was still throbbing as I was pulled away from her. I saw that it was Father, who pulled me back as both mothers grabbed at the legs of Allie to inspect with the fathers close at hand. Allie closed her eyes and lay motionless. Nothing more was said as the parents left the room.

Allie said to me as she arose, “dress the bed, I have a headache.” She returned from her things upon the table with a glass of water and some pills. She took them, dressed and climbed into our bed, her mother’s bed for the night. Without saying a word she fell asleep.

We did not consummate our marriage for a very long time after that night. But we tried several times with no success shortly thereafter. Allie’s vaginismus has always been a problem that she refuses to give up. But I have always been successful to orgasm. But that night was our first time and I was very happy.

Ajiit.

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