Chapter 77 - Sania Mirza

Sania Mirza, a 38-year-old divorced single mother, moved to India with her one-year-old son. She was devastated and depressed as she struggled to cope with the challenges of being a single parent. Her family decided to take matters into their own hands and arranged for her to meet a potential husband.

Sania was hesitant at first, but her family assured her that this man was kind, intelligent, and would be a good match for her. She reluctantly agreed to meet him, hoping to find some solace and support for her and her son.

When Sania met Ayush, she was taken aback by his youthful appearance. He looked much younger than his 18 years, with a soft face, bright eyes, and a shy demeanor. Despite her initial reservations, she tried to keep an open mind and engage in conversation.

As they talked, Sania discovered that Ayush was indeed intelligent and kind. He shared his thoughts on life, his dreams, and his ambitions. He spoke about his passion for learning and his desire to make a positive impact in the world. Sania found herself drawn to his sincerity and his enthusiasm, despite their age difference.

As the evening progressed, Sania and Ayush grew more comfortable with each other. They shared stories, laughed, and connected on a deeper level. Sania couldn't help but feel a spark of attraction towards this young man, who seemed to have so much to offer.

As the night came to a close, Sania thanked Ayush for the enjoyable evening. She couldn't deny the connection she felt, and she found herself looking forward to seeing him again. Despite her doubts and fears, she couldn't help but wonder if this chance encounter might lead to something special.

"Are you sure he will be a good husband?" Sania asked her mother, a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

"Of course, beta," her mother replied confidently. "He comes from a good family and has a bright future ahead of him. Plus, he's so kind and respectful. You won't find anyone better."

Sania sighed, feeling the weight of her situation. At 38, she had been divorced for over a year and was now a single mother to her one-year-old son, Izhaan. The pain of her failed marriage still lingered, and the thought of entering another relationship filled her with anxiety.

"But he's so young, Maa," she said, her voice tinged with concern. "What if he can't handle the responsibilities of marriage and parenthood?"

Her mother placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Trust me, beta. He may be young, but he's mature beyond his years. He has a good heart and a strong sense of responsibility. Give him a chance, and you'll see."

Sania took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. She knew her mother was only trying to help, but the fear of making another mistake loomed large in her mind. She had been through so much already, and the last thing she wanted was to put herself and her son in a situation that might lead to more pain.

"I don't know, Maa," she said hesitantly. "I need time to think about it. It's not just about me; I have to consider what's best for Izhaan too."

Her mother nodded understandingly. "I know, beta. Take all the time you need. But remember, life is full of unexpected surprises. Sometimes, the best things come when we least expect them. Just keep an open heart and mind, okay?"

Sania nodded, feeling a glimmer of hope amidst her doubts. Maybe her mother was right. Maybe this was an opportunity for a fresh start, a chance to find happiness again. She just needed to take a leap of faith and see where it would lead.

"Okay, Maa. I'll meet him and see how it goes. But if I feel even the slightest bit unsure, I'm backing out, okay?" she said firmly.

Her mother smiled, relief evident in her eyes. "That's my brave girl. Now, go get ready. He'll be here soon."

Sania stood in front of the mirror, her heart racing with anticipation and nerves. She had chosen a simple yet elegant outfit – a pale blue salwar kameez that complemented her complexion and made her look radiant. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, framing her face perfectly.

As she applied the final touches to her makeup, she couldn't help but think about how different her life had become. Just a year ago, she was living a comfortable life in Dubai with her husband, Shoaib, and their newborn son. But fate had other plans, and now here she was, back in her hometown of Hyderabad, a single mother trying to navigate the complexities of a new reality.

The doorbell rang, jolting her out of her thoughts. She took a deep breath, smoothing out her clothes and making her way to the living room. Her mother greeted Ayush at the door, and Sania could hear the sound of voices and laughter coming from the hallway.

As Ayush entered the living room, Sania's breath caught in her throat. He was tall, easily over six feet, with broad shoulders and a muscular build that spoke of regular workouts. His dark hair was perfectly styled, and his bright, expressive eyes sparkled as he smiled at her.

"Hi, Sania," he said, his voice deep and confident. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you."

Sania felt a flush rise to her cheeks as she extended her hand. "Likewise," she replied, trying to sound calm despite the turmoil in her mind.

Ayush took her hand in his, his grip firm yet gentle. As their eyes met, Sania felt a jolt of electricity run through her body. There was something about him that drew her in, a magnetic charm that she couldn't quite explain.

They sat down on the couch, Sania's mother bustling around offering snacks and drinks. As they made small talk, Sania couldn't help but steal glances at Ayush, taking in the sharp angles of his face, the way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled, and the effortless confidence with which he carried himself.

As the evening wore on, Sania found herself opening up to Ayush in ways she hadn't expected. He was easy to talk to, listening intently as she shared stories about her life, her passions, and her dreams. In turn, he spoke about his ambitions, his love for fitness, and his desire to make a meaningful impact in the world.

Despite the significant age gap between them – Ayush was a mere 18 years old – Sania found herself feeling drawn to him in a way she hadn't experienced in a long time. There was a spark, a connection that went beyond words and explanations.

As the night drew to a close, Ayush walked Sania to the door, his hand gently brushing against hers. "I had a wonderful time tonight," he said, looking into her eyes with an intensity that made her heart skip a beat. "Would you like to meet again sometime?"

Sania hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with conflicting emotions. But as she looked into Ayush's eyes, she felt a sense of hope and excitement that she hadn't felt in a long time.

"I'd like that," she said finally, a small smile playing on her lips.

Ayush's face lit up with a radiant smile. "Great," he said, his voice filled with enthusiasm. "I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"

As Sania watched Ayush walk away, she couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation for what the future might hold. Maybe, just maybe, this was the start of something special – a chance at happiness, a new beginning, and a love that could overcome all obstacles.

The next day, Sania received a call from Ayush,

"Sania, I have a surprise for you. Be ready by 5 pm; I will pick you up for a long drive."

Sania dressed properly like a good Indian girl. When she came out of her house, she saw a white Ferrari standing at her doorstep. Ayush came out of the car and kissed her on her cheeks and helped her inside the car.

As soon as Sania was inside the car, she thanked Ayush for the surprise and complimented him on his impeccable taste. Ayush smiled and started driving towards a secluded road, the roar of the engine filling the air as they sped away from the city lights.

The wind whipped through Sania's hair as she sat beside Ayush, feeling a rush of excitement at the thrill of the open road and the mystery of their destination. As they drove, Ayush pointed out various landmarks and shared stories about the area, his knowledge and passion evident in every word.

As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the landscape, Ayush turned off the main road onto a dirt path that wound its way up a hill. Sania felt a flutter of anticipation in her chest as she wondered where they were going.

At the top of the hill, Ayush stopped the car and turned off the engine. They got out, and Sania gasped in wonder at the breathtaking view before them. The city sprawled out below, a twinkling tapestry of lights as far as the eye could see.

Ayush came up behind her, his presence warm and comforting. "I wanted to show you something special," he said softly, his breath tickling her ear. "Something that would match the beauty and wonder that I see in you."

Sania turned to face him, her heart pounding in her chest. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own heartbeat. "This is incredible."

Ayush smiled, his eyes shining with affection. "I'm glad you like it," he said, taking her hand in his. "I wanted to give you a night to remember, a night that would show you just how much you mean to me."

As the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, Ayush led Sania to a blanket spread out on the grass, a basket of snacks and drinks beside it. They sat down together, their shoulders touching, and looked out over the breathtaking view.

They talked and laughed, sharing stories and dreams as the night wore on. Sania felt a deep connection growing between them, a sense of belonging and understanding that she had never experienced before.

As the hours passed, Sania found herself falling deeper and deeper under Ayush's spell. His kindness, his passion, and his unwavering belief in her touched her heart in ways she had never thought possible.

Under the starry night sky, with the city lights twinkling below, Sania knew that she had found someone truly special. And as she looked into Ayush's eyes, shining bright with love and adoration, she knew that this was just the beginning of their journey together.

Sania: I have never felt this happy before in my entire life. I feel like a young girl again, all bubbly and happy. Ayush makes me feel so special. I think I might have fallen in love with him.

Mother: Are you sure? I mean, he is so young.

Sania: Maa, please. Don't make this about age. He is a wonderful person, and he treats me like a queen. I have never been this happy before, even with Shoaib.

Mother: Okay, fine. As long as you are happy.

Sania couldn't believe how her life had changed since meeting Ayush. Every day was a new adventure, filled with laughter, excitement, and a deepening connection that she had never thought possible. Ayush was everything she had ever wanted in a partner and more – kind, attentive, and passionate, with a zest for life that was infectious.

As they spent more time together, Sania found herself falling more and more in love with Ayush. The way he looked at her, the way he held her hand, the way he made her laugh – everything about him made her heart skip a beat.

One evening, as they sat together on the beach watching the sunset, Ayush turned to her with a serious look in his eyes. "Sania," he said, his voice soft but filled with emotion. "From the moment I met you, I knew that you were someone special. Every day with you has been a gift, and I can't imagine my life without you by my side."

Sania's heart pounded in her chest as she listened to Ayush's words. She had been feeling the same way, but to hear him say it out loud sent shivers down her spine.

"Ayush," she replied, her voice trembling with emotion. "I feel the same way about you. You've brought so much joy and love into my life, and I can't thank you enough for that."

Ayush smiled, his eyes filled with love and adoration. "I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy, Sania. Will you marry me?"

Tears of joy welled up in Sania's eyes as she nodded eagerly. "Yes, yes, a million times yes!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around Ayush's neck.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky with hues of pink and orange, Ayush and Sania shared a kiss that sealed their love forever. They knew that their journey together would be filled with ups and downs, but they were ready to face whatever came their way, hand in hand and heart to heart.

"Here, have this," Ayush said, handing Sania a small, white pill.

"What is it?" Sania asked, eyeing the pill suspiciously.

"It's a special vitamin," Ayush replied with a smile. "It will make you strong and healthy. Trust me, you'll feel great after taking it."

Sania hesitated for a moment but then decided to trust Ayush. She took the pill and swallowed it with a glass of water.

"Good girl," Ayush said, kissing her on the cheek. "Now, let's go for a walk."

As they strolled through the park, Ayush held Sania's hand tightly. Sania felt a warmth spreading through her body, and suddenly, she felt more energetic and alive than she had in years.

"What was in that pill?" Sania asked, looking at Ayush with wonder in her eyes.

"It's a secret formula," Ayush replied mysteriously. "But I can tell you that it will help you produce eggs again and make your breasts fill up with milk. Our future children will be well-fed and healthy."

Sania blushed at Ayush's words but couldn't deny the excitement she felt at the thought of having more children with him. She knew that their love was strong enough to overcome any obstacle, and she was eager to start their new life together. She also knew that Ayush wanted a Hindu marriage, which she was ready to agree to, and she also told Ayush that she would leave Izhaan in her mother's care because she didn't want to be reminded of Shoaib.

"Are you ready?" Ayush asked, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Yes," Sania replied, her heart racing with anticipation.

They stood before the sacred fire, surrounded by their friends and family. The air was filled with the fragrance of incense and the sound of chanting priests.

As the ceremony began, Sania felt a sense of calm wash over her. She knew that this was where she was meant to be – by Ayush's side, promising to love and cherish him for the rest of her life.

Ayush, looking handsome in his traditional attire, took Sania's hand in his. His touch sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but feel a rush of desire for her young groom.

As they exchanged their vows, Sania felt tears of joy welling up in her eyes. She had never felt this way before, and she knew that their bond would only grow stronger with each passing day.

Finally, the moment arrived for the sindoor daan – the application of vermilion powder in the parting of the bride's hair, symbolizing her status as a married woman. Ayush gently tilted Sania's head back and filled her mang with red sindoor.

As he did so, he leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Tonight, I will make you mine completely. Get ready to bear my child."

Sania's breath caught in her throat at Ayush's words. She couldn't wait for the night ahead and the pleasure that awaited her.

As the ceremony came to a close, Sania and Ayush were showered with blessings and good wishes. They knew that their love would overcome any obstacle and that they would spend the rest of their lives making each other happy.

And as they walked around the sacred fire together, Sania knew that she had made the right decision in choosing Ayush as her life partner. She was ready to embrace her new life with open arms and a willing heart.

Sania couldn't wait to start her new life with Ayush. He was everything she had ever dreamed of in a husband – loving, caring, and attentive. As they prepared to leave for their honeymoon, Sania felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. She had never been with a man as young and virile as Ayush, and she wondered what their first night together would be like.

Ayush brought Sania back to his mansion after a short visit with the guests. He picked Sania up and carried her to their bedroom. She looked beautiful in her red wedding sari, the sindoor covering her forehead and the mangalsutra hanging between her big, heaving breasts.

"Are you ready to consummate our marriage?" Ayush asked, his voice low and husky with desire.

"Yes," Sania whispered, her heart pounding with anticipation.

Ayush's eyes darken with desire as he watches her, his breath catching in his throat. He can't tear his gaze away from the tantalizing view of his beautiful wife, her curves accentuated by the soft fabric of her Sari, now slipping enticingly. He feels a familiar heat stirring within him, a primal need to claim her as his own.

"Mmm, as you wish, my queen," he murmurs, his voice low and husky with desire. He moves towards her, his large, muscular frame dwarfing her petite form as he cages her against the wall. His hands find her waist, pulling her close as he bends down to nuzzle her neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent. "You're so beautiful, Sania," he whispers against her skin, his lips tracing a path along her collarbone. "I can never get enough of you."

Sania shivers at his touch, a soft moan escaping her lips. She arches her back slightly, pressing her body closer to his, reveling in the feel of his hard muscles against her soft curves. Her hands slide up his arms, fingers tangling in his hair as she pulls him into a deep, passionate kiss.

Their lips meet in a fiery explosion of desire, tongues dancing together as years of pent-up longing and forbidden lust are unleashed. Ayush's hands roam her body, exploring every curve and dip with a hunger that borders on reverence. Sania responds in kind, her smaller frame molding perfectly against his larger one as she gives herself over to the pleasure of his touch.

Breaking the kiss, Ayush trails his lips down her neck, leaving a path of fire in his wake. He pauses at the edge of her Sari, his fingers deftly working to undo the intricate folds. The fabric slips away, pooling at her feet and leaving her standing before him in just her blouse and petticoat.

"God, you're gorgeous," he breathes, drinking in the sight of her. The thin fabric of her blouse does little to hide the swell of her breasts or the pebbled hardness of her nipples. Her petticoat hugs her hips, accentuating the delicious curve of her waist and the tempting fullness of her ass.

Sania bites her lip, a flush of arousal coloring her cheeks. She knows she's beautiful, knows the effect she has on her husband, and she revels in it. With a sultry smile, she reaches behind her, undoing the hooks of her blouse with deliberate slowness.

Ayush watches, entranced, as the blouse falls away, revealing her lacy bra and the smooth, unblemished skin of her back. He steps closer, his front pressing against her back, his erection evident through the thin fabric of his pants. One hand slides around to cup her breast through the bra, while the other snakes down to her petticoat, fingers slipping beneath the fabric to caress her heated flesh.

"Oh, Ayush," Sania gasps, her head falling back against his shoulder. Her body arches into his touch, seeking more of the delicious friction he's providing. She can feel his hardness against her lower back, and it sends a jolt of electricity through her core.

"I've got you, my love," Ayush murmurs into her ear, his teeth nipping gently at her lobe. He continues to explore her body with his hands, one teasing her nipple through the lace of her bra, the other delving deeper into her petticoat to find the wet heat of her arousal.

Sania's breath comes in short pants now, her body trembling with need. She reaches back, her hand finding Ayush's neck, pulling him closer as she grinds her ass against his erection. "Please," she whimpers, beyond words now, lost in a sea of sensation.

Ayush growls low in his throat, the sound primal and possessive. In one swift motion, he scoops her up into his arms, carrying her the short distance to their bed. He lays her down gently, following her down with his body, caging her beneath him.

"You're mine, Sania," he growls, his eyes blazing with desire. "Forever mine."

"Yes," she breathes, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him down into a searing kiss. "Yours, always yours."

He kisses her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands continue their journey of discovery. Sania writhes beneath him, lost in the sensations he's awakening in her body. She feels alive, desired, loved.

Ayush breaks the kiss, trailing his lips down her body, pausing to lavish attention on her breasts, still covered by the lacy bra. He nips and sucks at the soft mounds, causing Sania to arch her back, pressing herself closer to him.

"Ayush," she moans, her fingers tangling in his hair, urging him on.

He continues his downward path, kissing and licking her quivering belly, until he reaches the edge of her petticoat. With a swift motion, he tugs it down, revealing her matching lacy panties, already damp with her arousal.

"So beautiful," he murmurs, admiring the sight before him. He hooks his fingers into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down slowly, revealing her slick folds inch by inch.

Sania feels exposed, vulnerable, yet incredibly aroused. She watches as Ayush's eyes darken at the sight of her, completely bare and ready for him. She feels a rush of power knowing she can reduce this strong, virile man to a state of primal need.

Ayush spreads her legs wider, settling between them. He looks up at her, his eyes meeting hers, dark with desire. "You're perfect, Sania," he says huskily. "Every inch of you is mine."

Sania nods, unable to speak. She feels her pussy clenching, her juices flowing at his words. She's never felt more wanted, more loved.

He lowers his head, blowing a soft breath against her heated core. Sania jolts at the sensation, her hips lifting off the bed. Ayush places a hand on her stomach, holding her down as he looks up at her.

"Relax, my love," he murmurs. "Let me worship you."

Sania tries to relax, but her body is coiled tight with anticipation. She feels Ayush's breath on her most intimate parts again, and then, finally, she feels the warm wetness of his tongue as he licks a broad stripe from her entrance to her clit.

"Oh God!" she cries out, her hands fisting in the sheets. The sensation is overwhelming, pleasure coursing through her like an electric current.

Ayush doesn't stop. He licks and sucks at her folds, paying special attention to her clit. He thrusts his tongue inside her, tasting her deeply, savoring her essence. Sania is lost in pleasure, her body writhing, her breath coming in short gasps.

"Ayush, please," she begs, not sure what she's asking for, only knowing that she needs more.

Ayush obliges, slipping a finger inside her as he continues to tongue her clit. Sania cries out, her walls clenching around the digit. He adds another finger, pumping them in and out, curling them to hit that spot that drives her wild.

"Yes, yes, right there!" she exclaims, her hips moving in time with his fingers.

He increases his pace, his tongue flicking rapidly over her clit. Sania feels her climax building, a coil tightening in her core.

"I'm coming," she gasps, her voice trembling.

Ayush redoubles his efforts, determined to see her through her orgasm. He curls his fingers just right, his tongue never stopping its delicious torture.

Sania screams as her climax hits her, her pussy clenching around his fingers, waves of pleasure crashing over her. She shakes and trembles, lost in the intensity of her release.

As she starts to come down from her high, Ayush slowly withdraws his fingers, replacing them with his tongue to lap up her release. Sania moans softly, too sensitive, but still enjoying the attention.

Ayush finally lifts his head, a smirk of satisfaction on his face. "You taste delicious, my love," he says, licking his lips.

Sania blushes, a rare occurrence. "You're insatiable," she teases, reaching for him.

He moves up her body, capturing her lips in a deep kiss, allowing her to taste herself on his tongue. She moans into the kiss, her arms wrapping around his neck.

Breaking the kiss, Ayush sits up, straddling her thighs. He reaches for the hem of his T-shirt, pulling it off in one smooth motion. Sania's eyes widen as she takes in the sight of his chiseled chest and abs, his smooth, hairless skin gleaming in the soft light of the room.

"You're gorgeous," she breathes, her hands reaching up to explore the contours of his muscles.

Ayush smiles, enjoying her admiration. He stands up beside the bed, unbuttoning his jeans and sliding them down his legs, along with his boxers. His cock springs free, standing proud and erect.

Sania gasps at the sight of it. Even though she's seen it before, the sheer size of it still takes her breath away. It's long and thick, the head a deep purple, a drop of pre-cum beading at the slit. His balls hang heavy beneath, perfectly rounded and just as tempting.

"Oh my," she whispers, licking her lips unconsciously.

Ayush chuckles, climbing back onto the bed. "Like what you see?" he asks, his voice laced with amusement and arousal.

Sania nods, her eyes never leaving his cock. "It's beautiful," she says sincerely. She sits up, reaching out to touch it. Her fingers wrap around the shaft, marveling at the thickness.

Ayush groans at her touch, his hips thrusting forward instinctively. "Sania," he breathes, her name a reverent plea on his lips.

She pumps her hand up and down, feeling the weight of his cock, the heat radiating from it. She leans forward, pressing a soft kiss to the tip, tasting the salty pre-cum.

Ayush threads his fingers in her hair, guiding her mouth closer. Sania opens willingly, taking him inch by inch. He's too big to fit completely in her mouth, but she takes as much as she can, sucking and licking, her tongue swirling around his cock's head.

"Ahh, fuck," Ayush groans, his head falling back. The sight of his beautiful wife with her lips wrapped around his cock is almost too much to bear.

Sania hollows her cheeks, increasing the suction. She bobs her head up and down, her hand stroking the part of him that doesn't fit in her mouth. She can taste his pre-cum, salty and slightly bitter, and she finds that she loves it.

Ayush's hips thrust gently, fucking her mouth with slow, steady strokes. He doesn't want to overwhelm her, but the feel of her hot, wet mouth is driving him to the edge.

"Sania, I'm close," he warns, his voice strained.

She hums around his cock, the vibration causing him to shudder. She increases her pace, determined to make him come.

With a guttural groan, Ayush spills into her mouth, his cum shooting down her throat. Sania swallows quickly, not wanting to waste a drop. As the last of his orgasm subsides, she releases him, licking her lips.

"That was amazing," she says, a satisfied smile on her face.

Ayush collapses beside her on the bed, pulling her into his arms. "You're incredible," he murmurs into her hair. "I've wanted you for so long, Sania. I can't believe you're finally mine."

She nuzzles into his chest, feeling happy and content. "I'm yours, Ayush. Completely and utterly yours. I'm so glad I can finally be with you like this."

Ayush holds her close, cherishing the feel of her in his arms. He knows that their love is strong enough to overcome any obstacle, and he's grateful for every moment they spend together.

"I love how dominant you are in bed," Sania whispers against Ayush's ear as she traces the outline of his muscular back with her fingertips. "It makes me feel so… safe and desired at the same time."

Ayush turns to face her, his dark eyes filled with a mix of tenderness and hunger. "You are safe with me, Sania," he murmurs, pulling her closer so that her body molds perfectly against his. "And you have no idea how much I desire you."

Sania feels a shiver run down her spine as she breathes in the scent of him — a heady mix of cologne, sweat, and something inherently male. She loves how he makes her feel small and delicate despite her own strength and independence.

"I love submitting to you," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's like I can let go of everything else and just… be."

Ayush's hand slides up her bare thigh, his touch electric even against her feverish skin. "Good," he growls softly. "Because I love taking control of you, making you feel everything you've been missing."

Sania arches into his touch as his fingers find their way to her core, already wet and aching for him. "I never knew it could be like this," she confesses, her breath hitching as he begins to circle her clit with skilled fingers. "So intense… so all-consuming."

Ayush captures her lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her moans as he works her body like a fine instrument. When he breaks the kiss, his gaze is dark with possessive need. "You're mine, Sania," he asserts, his thumb now pressing firmly on her clit while two fingers slide inside her. "Body, mind, soul — all mine."

Sania's back arches off the bed as pleasure surges through her. "Yours," she agrees breathlessly, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Always yours."

In that moment, as Ayush's fingers work her towards a shattering climax and his teeth graze the sensitive skin of her neck, Sania knows she's found her perfect match in this younger man who somehow understands her deepest desires better than anyone ever has. She's never felt more alive, more desired, more loved. And as she falls apart in his arms, she knows she never wants to let go of this intoxicating feeling — of being both cherished and dominated by the man she loves.

"Spread your legs wider, Sania," Ayush commands, his voice low and husky with desire. He kneels between her thighs, his large, calloused hands gripping her hips. "I want to see all of you."

Sania obeys immediately, parting her legs until she feels almost impossibly exposed. The cool air of the room caresses her most intimate parts, making her shiver with anticipation.

"Good girl," Ayush praises, his gaze fixed hungrily on her glistening pussy. He can see how wet she is, how her juices are coating her inner thighs. The sight makes his already hard cock twitch with need.

Sania reaches down, her slender fingers parting her outer lips before gently spreading her inner lips as well, revealing the pink, swollen flesh within. "Like this?" she asks, her voice trembling slightly with a mix of embarrassment and arousal.

"Just like that," Ayush growls appreciatively. He moves closer, positioning the head of his thick cock at her entrance. Without warning, he thrusts forward in one swift, powerful movement, burying himself deep inside her.

Sania cries out, a sound somewhere between a scream and a moan. The stretch burns, his size overwhelming her, but even as she gasps for breath, she feels her body yielding, adjusting to his girth. "Oh God, Ayush!" she manages to choke out, her fingers digging into the sheets beside her. "You're so deep!"

"Shh, relax for me," Ayush soothes, leaning over to kiss her forehead. He remains still, allowing her time to accommodate him. When her breathing starts to steady, he pulls out almost all the way before pushing back in with a slow, deliberate grind.

Sania moans, a low, guttural sound that surprises even her. The pain is already fading, replaced by a fullness that borders on euphoric. "More," she demands, lifting her hips to meet his next thrust. "I need more."

Ayush chuckles darkly, his control starting to slip. He sets a steady rhythm, each stroke long and deep, angling his hips to hit that spot inside her that makes her see stars. "Is this what you need?" he growls, increasing his pace. "Tell me how it feels."

"So good," Sania whimpers, her body arching beneath him. She feels herself stretching to take all of him, her walls fluttering around his thick length. "You fill me up so completely. I can feel you in my stomach."

The visual of her petite frame accommodating his large cock is too much for Ayush. With a guttural curse, he loses the last of his restraint. He grips her hips tightly, lifting them slightly to change the angle of his thrusts.

"Yes!" Sania cries out as he hits a spot deep inside her that sends sparks of pleasure shooting through her body. "Right there! Don't stop!"

Ayush pounds into her relentlessly, driven by the sight of her taking him so greedily, the sound of her cries of pleasure, and the incredible tight, wet heat of her pussy. Sweat beads on his forehead, his muscles straining with the effort of maintaining his punishing rhythm.

Sania's moans grow louder, more urgent, as she feels her climax building. Her hands move to her breasts, pinching and tugging at her nipples, adding to the barrage of sensations overwhelming her.

"Touch yourself," Ayush orders, his voice rough with desire. "Make yourself come on my cock."

Sania doesn't hesitate. One hand stays at her breast while the other snakes down between her legs. She finds her clit, swollen and sensitive, and begins to rub it in quick, firm circles.

The combination of Ayush's deep thrusts and her own ministrations on her clit pushes Sania over the edge. She screams as her orgasm crashes over her, her pussy clamping down on Ayush's cock like a vice. Waves of pleasure radiate from her core, making her vision blur and her breath catch in her throat.

"That's it, come for me," Ayush encourages through gritted teeth.

But even as Sania's inner walls spasm around him, Ayush doesn't slow down. Instead, he withdraws completely, ignoring her whimper of protest. In one swift motion, he flips her onto her stomach before pulling her up onto her hands and knees.

Sania barely has time to process the change in position before Ayush is back inside her, pushing into her sensitive, spasming pussy with a single long thrust. She gasps, the new angle allowing him to reach even deeper.

"You feel so good," Ayush grunts, gripping her hips tightly. "I can't get enough of you."

Sania pushes back against him, meeting his thrusts. "Don't stop," she begs. "Please, Ayush, don't stop."

Ayush tightens his grip on her hips, using it to pull her back harder with each thrust. The sound of flesh meeting flesh fills the room, mingling with Sania's breathy moans and his own guttural grunts.

Sania's breasts sway with each impact, and she reaches under herself to fondle them, the added stimulation sending new waves of pleasure through her over-sensitized body.

"Play with your nipples," Ayush instructs, his voice strained with the effort of maintaining his control. "Pinch them hard. Let me see you lose yourself completely."

Sania does as she's told, her fingers finding her nipples and pinching them firmly. The jolt of pain-tinged pleasure makes her pussy clench around Ayush's cock, eliciting a growl of approval from him.

"So beautiful," he murmurs, reaching around to stroke her clit in time with his thrusts. "My perfect little slut."

The combination of the deep penetration and the dual stimulation of her nipples and clit proves too much for Sania. She feels another orgasm building, sharper and more intense than the first.

"Ayush! I'm going to come again!" she cries, her voice broken with pleasure.

"Give it to me," Ayush demands, slamming into her harder. "Come on my cock like a good girl."

Sania screams as she comes undone, her body shaking, her pussy squeezing Ayush's cock so tightly that for a moment, he worries she might cut off his circulation. But the sensation of her spasming around him, the sound of her unrestrained cries of pleasure, pushes him over the edge as well.

With a final, powerful thrust, Ayush buries himself deep inside Sania, his cock pulsing as he empties himself into the condom. He groans loudly, the intensity of his release catching him off guard.

As the last waves of his orgasm subside, Ayush pulls out carefully and removes the condom. He ties it off, the significant weight of his cum inside satisfying him on a primal level. He places the filled condom next to Sania's head on the pillow, like a twisted trophy of their lovemaking.

"Don't move," he instructs, satisfaction clear in his tone. "I'm going to get my camera."

Sania turns her head to look at him, a well-fucked smile playing on her lips. "Again?" she teases.

Ayush smirks. "This is just for us," he reassures her, pressing a quick kiss to her temple. "I want to remember how beautiful you look like this."

He returns moments later with a small camera, setting it up on a tripod near the foot of the bed. He makes sure it's positioned to capture the full length of Sania's body, from her disheveled hair and satisfied expression to the slight redness between her thighs from their intense lovemaking.

Sania feels a renewed surge of arousal at the thought of being recorded. "How do I look?" she asks, a coy smile playing on her lips as she glances back at Ayush.

"Absolutely stunning," Ayush replies sincerely. He finishes setting up the camera before joining her on the bed again, this time lying beside her so they're both in frame. "Now, I want you to tell me how you feel. Don't hold back."

Sania looks into the camera lens, suddenly feeling a little shy despite everything they've already done. But as she meets Ayush's encouraging gaze, her nerves dissipate.

"I feel… amazing," she begins, her fingers idly tracing patterns on Ayush's chest. "Like I've been awakened to a whole new world of sensations and possibilities."

"And?" Ayush prompts gently, his hand caressing her hip.

"And I've never felt more desired or appreciated," Sania continues, a soft blush coloring her cheeks. "The way you look at me, the way you touch me… it makes me feel beautiful and wanted in a way I didn't know was possible."

Ayush leans in to kiss her shoulder. "You deserve to be worshipped," he murmurs against her skin. "Every inch of you is perfect."

Sania smiles, feeling a warmth spread through her chest at his words.

On a sudden impulse, Ayush sits up and moves behind Sania, pulling her back against his chest. His arms encircle her, one hand splayed possessively across her stomach while the other cups one of her breasts. He nudges her legs apart slightly, spreading her thighs so the camera can see the glistening wetness between them.

"Now tell them," he murmurs in her ear, his breath hot against her sensitive skin. "Tell them how much better you feel since I came into your life."

Sania shivers at his words, at the vulnerability and honesty they require. But as she looks into the camera lens, she knows she owes it to herself to acknowledge the profound impact Ayush has had on her life.

"I feel alive," she says finally, her voice steady despite the intimate setting. "Like I was sleepwalking through life before Ayush. He's awakened something in me that I thought was lost forever."

Ayush's hand on her breast moves, his fingers rolling her nipple between them, causing her to gasp softly.

"He makes me feel seen and appreciated in ways I've never experienced," Sania continues, her cheeks flushed with arousal. "With him, I can let go of all my inhibitions and just be myself."

As she speaks, Ayush's other hand begins to move lower, trailing down her stomach to the juncture between her thighs. His fingers find her clit, already sensitive from their previous lovemaking, and he begins to stroke her with a gentle, teasing touch.

"And how does this make you feel?" Ayush asks, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear.

Sania has to fight to keep her voice steady as his skilled fingers work her back up to arousal. "It makes me feel… desired. Worshipped. Like I'm the most precious thing in his world."

Ayush increases the pressure of his ministrations on her clit, smiling against her neck as he feels her breath hitch. "And are you?" he prompts.

Sania nods, unable to form words as pleasure begins to build anew in her core. Ayush's free hand moves from her breast to her mouth, pressing two fingers against her lips. Without hesitation, Sania opens her mouth, sucking on his digits as she had his cock earlier.

The lewd sounds of her suction, combined with her soft moans vibrating around his fingers, along with the visual of her writhing in his arms as he fingers her to another climax, all captured on camera, is intensely erotic.

As Sania's orgasm approaches, her hips moving rhythmically against Ayush's hand, he speaks again, his voice low and commanding. "Tell them who you belong to, Sania."

The question, combined with the dual stimulation of his fingers in her mouth and on her clit, pushes Sania over the precipice. She cries out around his fingers as she comes, her body shuddering with pleasure.

As the waves of her climax subside, leaving her boneless in Ayush's arms, he asks again, "Who do you belong to, my love?"

Sania's voice is breathy and sated as she finally answers, looking directly into the camera. "I belong to Ayush. Completely and utterly."

Ayush's arms tighten around her, a growl of possessive satisfaction rumbling in his chest. "That's right," he murmurs. "You're mine. Forever."

In the aftermath of their passionate encounter, as Sania basks in the warm afterglow, she suddenly feels Ayush's grip on her tighten. His lips brush against her ear as he whispers, "Spread yourself open for me. Show them how pretty your pussy is, all wet and well-used from my cock."

A shiver runs down Sania's spine at his words, but she doesn't hesitate. Reaching down between her legs, she uses two fingers to spread her outer lips, then another two to part her inner lips, revealing her glistening, swollen pussy to the camera.

"Good girl," Ayush purrs, nipping at her earlobe. "Now, I want to see you squirt for me. Can you do that? Show them how much you enjoyed being my little slut?"

Sania whimpers at his words, a fresh wave of arousal washing over her despite her recent climax. She nods, her fingers moving to her clit, already sensitive but still responsive to her touch.

As she begins to rub herself, Ayush's hand moves to her breast, kneading and pinching, adding to the sensations flooding her body. His other hand, still wet from her earlier juices, trails lower, teasing at her back entrance.

The combined stimulation quickly builds Sania to another peak. She feels the pressure growing in her lower belly, signaling her imminent release.

"That's it," Ayush encourages. "Let go for me. Let them see what a good girl you are."

With a guttural cry, Sania comes hard, her body convulsing in Ayush's arms. As promised, a gush of liquid spurts from her pussy, arching through the air and splashing onto the bed below, the sound of it hitting the sheets loud in the otherwise silent room.

Ayush groans appreciatively in her ear. "So fucking hot," he murmurs. "My dirty girl."

As Sania catches her breath, Ayush suddenly shifts, moving to kneel between her legs. He looks down at her with a hungry expression, his cock already hardening again. "Now, spread your legs wider," he instructs. "I'm not done with you yet."

Sania obeys, parting her legs until she feels almost impossibly exposed. The cool air of the room caresses her overheated, sensitive flesh, making her shiver.

"Good," Ayush approves. He reaches forward, his large hands grasping her thighs to spread her even further. "Look at the camera, Sania. I want everyone to see what's mine."

Biting her lip, Sania turns her gaze to the lens, feeling a mix of embarrassment and arousal at being so exposed. Ayush leans in, his face appearing in the frame next to her glistening pussy.

"Now, be a good girl and clean yourself up," he says, his voice low and commanding.

Without hesitation, Sania reaches down with both hands, scooping up the fluid that has pooled on her stomach and thighs. She brings her fingers to her mouth, licking and sucking them clean, her eyes never leaving the camera.

"Tell them how it tastes," Ayush prompts, his gaze dark with desire.

Sania swirls her tongue around her fingers, savoring the salty, slightly sweet flavor of her own essence. "It tastes like satisfaction," she murmurs, her voice husky. "Like proof of how good you make me feel."

Ayush chuckles, low and approving. "That's my girl." He leans back, his hands moving to spread her pussy lips, revealing her swollen clit and tight entrance. "Now, tell them how it feels to be married to an 18-year-old while you're a 51-year-old mom."

Sania flushes, a mix of emotions swirling in her chest. She looks directly into the camera, her voice steady despite her embarrassment. "It feels liberating," she admits. "Like a second chance at life, at exploring my sexuality and desires without judgment."

Ayush's thumb brushes over her clit, making her gasp softly. "And?"

"And it's the most fulfilling relationship I've ever had," Sania continues, finding courage in her honesty. "Ayush makes me feel desired and appreciated in ways I never thought possible. He's awakened a part of me I thought had died long ago."

As she speaks, Sania feels a renewed sense of arousal building between her legs. Ayush's skilled fingers continue their gentle torture, keeping her on edge without pushing her over.

"Do you miss being with an older man?" Ayush asks suddenly, his gaze intense.

Sania considers her thoughts surprisingly clear despite her state of undress and the camera capturing her every move. "No," she answers finally, shaking her head. "With Ayush, I feel truly alive. He gives me everything I need and more."

Ayush grins, clearly pleased with her response. "Good," he murmurs, leaning down to press a soft kiss against her stomach. "Because you're mine, Sania. All mine."

Sania smiles back, feeling a sense of contentment wash over her. Despite the unusual circumstances of their relationship, despite the potential for judgment from others, she knows that what she has with Ayush is real. And that's all that matters.

Suddenly, Ayush's mood shifts. He moves quickly, pulling Sania up to her knees and turning her to face the camera fully. Her breasts are on full display, still bearing faint marks from his earlier attentions, and her disheveled hair frames her face.

"Tell them again," Ayush growls, his hand fisting in her hair and pulling her head back to expose the long line of her throat. "Tell them who owns this tight, experienced pussy."

Sania's lips part, but no sound comes out at first. The intensity in Ayush's eyes, the possessive grip he has on her, ignites a fire within her.

"I-I…" she stammers, her usual confidence wavering.

Ayush tightens his grip on her hair, using it to turn her face towards him. His lips crash against hers in a fierce, demanding kiss that steals her breath away. When he finally releases her, she's panting, her lips swollen and red.

"Again," he commands, his voice leaving no room for argument.

Sania finds her voice, the words tumbling out in a rush. "I belong to Ayush," she declares, looking straight into the camera. "He owns me. Body and soul."

Ayush releases her hair, his hands moving to cup her breasts roughly. "That's right," he growls. "And I'm going to remind you of that every single day."

Ayush grabs Sania's hips tightly and flips her over, positioning her on top of him with her back facing his chest. He helps her lift her hips before bringing them back down, impaling her on his thick cock once more.

"Ride me," he growls in her ear. "Show them how well you can take my cock."

Sania begins to move, lifting herself up before sliding back down his length. The position allows for an even deeper penetration, and she feels his cock hitting spots inside her that make her see stars.

As she picks up the pace, bouncing on his cock with increasing urgency, the sound of flesh on flesh fills the room. Sania's breasts jiggle with each impact, and she can feel her climax building rapidly.

"Harder," Ayush demands, his hands gripping her hips to help her move. "Show everyone how much you love my big, young cock."

Sania whimpers, but obeys, slamming down onto him with such force that she can feel the jolt all the way to her toes. The wet smack of their bodies coming together is loud in the room, and she realizes with a start that she can see a white, foamy mixture forming at their joined flesh.

"What… what is that?" she gasps out between bounces.

Ayush laughs, the sound dark and pleased. "That's how wet you are for me, my love," he explains. "Your pussy can't get enough of my cock. It's practically creaming itself just from having me inside you."

The visual evidence of her arousal sends a fresh wave of heat through Sania. She feels a flush spread across her chest and up her neck as she continues to ride him, harder and faster.

Ayush suddenly sits up, his chest pressing against her back as he wraps an arm around her waist to support her. His free hand comes up to fondle her breasts roughly, alternating between them as he slaps and squeezes the soft flesh.

"Tell them," he demands, his voice hot against her ear. "Tell them who this pussy belongs to."

Sania cries out as his hand pinches her nipple particularly hard, the pain shooting straight to her core.

"I… I belong to Ayush," she gasps, her hips still working to ride his cock. "This pussy… it's his. Always."

Ayush rewards her with a sharp slap to her breast, the sound loud in the quiet room. "That's right," he groans, his hips thrusting up to meet her downward motions. "And don't you ever forget it."

As their movements become more frantic, the camera captures every moment of their passion. Sania's head is thrown back against Ayush's shoulder, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure. His strong arms are wrapped around her, one hand continuing to abuse her breasts while the other moves lower to press against her stomach, emphasizing the point where their bodies are joined.

The white foam that had begun to form earlier is now more pronounced, coating both their groins and the base of Ayush's cock. It's a visual testament to how utterly aroused Sania is, how much her body is responding to Ayush's possession.

"Look at that," Ayush pants, his gaze focused on where they're connected. "Look how much your pussy loves my cock. It can't even contain itself."

Sania follows his gaze, her eyes widening as she sees the extent of her wetness. It's not just the slickness of natural lubrication; there's a creamy thickness to it that she's never experienced before. And with each hard thrust of Ayush's hips,

"Fuck," Ayush groans suddenly, reaching for something off-camera. When his hand returns to view, it's holding a small, ornate box. With a flick of his wrist, he opens the lid, revealing a bright red powder inside.

Sindoor.

Without warning, Ayush tips the box, pouring a generous amount of the red powder onto Sania's hair, right at the parting. The bright vermillion color stands out starkly against her dark locks.

Sania gasps at the sensation, the cool powder a shocking contrast to the heat of her aroused body. She can feel it trailing down her forehead, the excess leaving crimson streaks on her skin.

Ayush tosses the box aside, returning both hands to Sania's body. He grips her hips tightly, using his hold to help her continue bouncing on his cock.

"Keep going," he growls in her ear, nipping at the lobe. "Fuck me like the married slut you are."

The addition of the sindoor to their already intense scene seems to ignite something primal in Sania. She redoubles her efforts, slamming down onto Ayush's cock with renewed vigor. The visual of the bright red powder stark against her skin, a symbol of her marital status and a reminder of her commitment to this young man, sends a bolt of arousal straight to her core.

As she rides him, Sania can see the outline of his cock through her stomach with each thrust. It's as if she can see exactly where he is inside her, his length and girth stretching her to her limits. She's so full, so completely taken, that she can't help the moans and cries that spill from her lips.

Ayush's hands move from her hips to her breasts, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh roughly. His thumbs and forefingers pinch her nipples, pulling and twisting them until Sania cries out in pleasure-pain.

"Harder!" Ayush demands, slapping her breasts for emphasis. The sound is loud in the otherwise silent room, a sharp crack that makes Sania jump even as she arches into the pain.

The dual sensations of being filled so completely and having her sensitive breasts abused pushes Sania to new heights of pleasure. She can feel her climax approaching, coiling tight in her belly.

"Are you going to come for me?" Ayush asks, his voice a dark rumble that vibrates through her. "Are you going to show everyone what a good, obedient wife you are?"

Sania nods frantically, her breath coming in short, sharp pants. "Yes!" she cries out. "Oh god, Ayush, I'm going to come!"

"Say it!" he commands, slapping her breast again. "Say it for the camera!"

The combination of the pain from her abused nipples and the overwhelming fullness of his cock stretching her pussy is too much. Sania's climax crashes over her, ripping a scream from her throat.

"I'm coming!" she wails, her body convulsing wildly. "Oh fuck, I'm coming on my husband's cock!"

As the waves of pleasure wash over her, Sania feels herself gushing around Ayush's shaft, the excess fluid splashing onto the bed beneath them. She's dimly aware of the white foam that has been building throughout their encounter, now more pronounced as it mixes with her orgasmic release.

Ayush growls in approval, his hips pistoning up into her violently as she rides out her climax. "That's it," he encourages. "Let it all out. Show everyone how much you love your husband's big, young cock."

The continuous stimulation keeps Sania's orgasm going, drawing it out until she's not sure where one peak ends and another begins. She's a writhing, moaning mess in Ayush's arms, completely at his mercy as he uses her body for his pleasure.

Finally, as the last tremors of her climax begin to subside, Ayush releases her breasts, moving both hands to her hips to hold her still. Sania feels him swell inside her and knows he's close.

"Such a good girl," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. "Now it's my turn."

Without warning, he flips her onto her back, hooking her knees over his elbows to spread her wide. Sania gasps at the sudden change in position, but before she can catch her breath, Ayush is pounding into her with furious intensity.

"Take it," he growls, staring down at her with fierce possessiveness. "Take my come like the slutty wife you are."

Sania can only nod, overwhelmed by the sensation of his thick cock slamming into her already over-sensitized pussy. She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as she meets his thrusts with upward rolls of her hips.

The sound of their flesh slapping together is obscene, a wet, sucking noise that fills the room and mingles with their heavy breathing and guttural groans. Sania can feel another climax building, shocked that her body can respond so quickly after such an intense release.

Just when she thinks it can't get any more intense, Ayush pushes himself up to a kneeling position, gripping her hips tightly and lifting them off the bed. Sania's breath catches as she realizes he's essentially holding her entire weight off the bed, balanced on his cock and supported by his strong hands.

The new angle allows him to go even deeper, and Sania feels him hitting a spot inside her that makes her see stars. She's impaled on his cock, completely at his mercy as his hips snap forward relentlessly.

"Look at you," Ayush pants, a feral grin spreading across his face. "Look how well you take my cock. You were made for this, Sania. Made to take my seed."

Sania can't form a coherent response. All she can do is hang on for the ride, her fingers digging into Ayush's forearms as he uses her pussy like a toy.

She can feel his rhythm becoming erratic, his thrusts losing their smooth pace. Knowing he's close pushes Sania over the edge once more. She screams as another orgasm overtakes her, this one sharper and more intense than the last.

"Fuck yes," Ayush snarls, his pace quickening to a furious tempo. "Come with me, Sania. Let's come together."

Sania's vision whites out as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over her. She's dimly aware of hot, thick liquid filling her, splashing against her inner walls as Ayush reaches his peak.

But even as she's lost in the throes of her own orgasm, she can feel something else - a warmth spreading in her lower abdomen that has nothing to do with her own release. It's Ayush's come, filling her to the brim, so much that it begins to leak out around his still-thrusting cock.

The sight of their mixed fluids - the white foam of her extreme arousal and the creamy evidence of Ayush's climax - dripping from her stretched pussy lips sends Sania into a new dimension of ecstasy. She's not sure if she's coming again or if her previous orgasm just never stopped, but all she can do is take it, take everything Ayush has to give.

And he gives plenty.

Ayush continues to pump into her, drawing out both of their climaxes until Sania isn't sure where hers ends and his begins. She's a shaking, sobbing mess beneath him, completely overwhelmed by the intensity of what they're sharing.

Finally, with a last, mighty groan, Ayush stills, his cock twitching inside her as the last of his release empties into her willing body. He collapses forward, catching himself on one hand to keep from crushing Sania, their chests heaving as they both struggle to catch their breath.

After a long moment of recovery, Ayush pulls out slowly, making sure to angle his cock downward so his come doesn't immediately spill out. He gently guides Sania's legs back onto the bed, rubbing soothing circles on her hips as he does so.

"Thank you," he murmurs softly, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "You were amazing."

Sania smiles up at him, still trying to process the intensity of what just happened. "So were you," she replies, her voice husky from her screams of pleasure.

Ayush moves off the bed, returning moments later with a warm, damp cloth. He proceeds to clean Sania gently, wiping away the evidence of their passion from her thighs and pussy.

As he tends to her, Sania reaches up to touch the vermillion stain on her forehead. The sindoor is damp, some of it having mixed with sweat and her natural oils during their intense session. She feels a sense of peace settle over her at the symbol of their union.

Ayush notices her gesture and smiles, leaning down to kiss the mark he'd made. "My good girl," he whispers against her skin. "My perfect wife."

Ayush got behind her and started to finger her gaand. "Look at the camera, my love," Ayush reminded her. Sania nodded and looked into the camera as Ayush fingered her gaand.

"Ayush is now preparing my gaand," Sania said. "He wants to fuck my gaand."

Ayush spit on her gaand and started fingering it again. "Ahhh yes, finger my gaand," Sania whispered.

After fingering her gaand for some time, Ayush pulled his fingers out and positioned his lund at her entrance.

Ayush smirks cruelly.

Ayush cruel smirk: "I am going to tear your gaand. And then I am going to fuck you until you cry."

Sania looks scared but also aroused.

Sania said: "Oh my god. Are you serious?"

Ayush nods.

Ayush nods: "Yes, I am."

Sania gulps and looks nervous.

Sania's nervous talk: "But Ayush…"

Ayush cuts her off.

Ayush cut off: "Shut the fuck up and take it like a good randi."

Sania shuts up and looks scared. Ayush lines up his lund with Sania's gaand. He slowly pushed his lund into her tight gaand. Sania screams in pain.

Sania screams: "AHHHHHHH! IT HURTS! PLEASE STOP!"

Ayush ignores her pleas and keeps pushing his lund into her gaand. The camera zooms in on Sania's screaming face as Ayush stretches her gaand with his big lund.

Ayush pushes more of his lund into her ass. Sania screams even louder.

Sania louder scream: "AHHHHH! STOP! IT HURTS TOO MUCH!"

Ayush keeps pushing his lund deeper and deeper into her ass until her gaand is stretched wide. The camera shows a close-up of Sania's stretched gaand. Ayush looks down at his lund in Sania's ass and smirks.

Ayush smirk: "Look how wide I stretched your tight little gaand."

Sania whimpers in pain.

Sania whimpered: "Please stop. It hurts too much."

Ayush smirks meanly.

Ayush mean smirk: "Shut the fuck up. This is nothing."

Ayush slowly pulls his lund out. He starts to slowly fuck Sania's ass. The camera zooms out to show Ayush fucking Sania's tight gaand. He starts fucking her faster. Sania whimpers and moans.

Ayush starts to fuck her even harder. He pounds her ass relentlessly. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoes in the room. Sania's eyes widen and she screams.

Sania screams: "AH! OW! FUCK! PLEASE SLOW DOWN! YOU'RE GOING TO TEAR ME!"

Ayush smirks sadistically and keeps fucking her ass hard.

Ayush's sadistic smirk: "That's the idea."

Ayush starts fucking her even faster. He pounds her gaand mercilessly. Sania cries out in pain.

Sania cries: "PLEASE! STOP! YOU'RE HURTING ME!"

Ayush ignores her and keeps fucking her tight ass. He slams his lund deep into her ass and hits her cervix. The camera zooms in close on Sania's face as she cries in pain and pleasure. Ayush keeps slamming his lund into her cervix.

Sania cries: "AHHH! PLEASE! STOP HURTING ME! I'M GOING TO DIE!"

Ayush doesn't stop. He keeps fucking her cervix. He slams his lund into her over and over again. The camera zooms in closer on Sania's crying face.

Sania begs: "PLEASE, STOP! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!"

Ayush just smirks sadistically. He slams into her even harder. The camera shakes from the force. Sania screams.

Sania screams: "STOP! YOU'RE GOING TO KILL ME!"

Ayush slams his lund even harder. The bed shakes from the force of his thrusts. Sania wails.

Sania wails: "AHHHH! PLEASE! I'M GOING TO DIE!"

Ayush smashes his lund into her, pushing her to the limit. The bed bangs against the wall. Sania is screaming and wailing.

Sania screams and wails: "PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE! I CAN'T TAKE IT! I'LL DIE!"

Ayush grunts and slams his lund into her even harder. Sania's body shakes violently. Ayush pounds her hard and fast, mercilessly slamming his lund into her abused hole. The sound of his balls slapping against her echoes in the room.

Sania howls: "AH! AH! AH! PLEASE! NO MORE! PLEASE!"

Ayush groans and keeps pounding her. He pushes deep into her and comes hard.

Sania starts to cry, the tears streaming down her face. She looks into the camera and speaks.

Sania cries: "Being married to a younger man has many perks…"

Ayush is fucking her mercilessly.

Ayush merciless fuck: "Rawwwrhhhhhh."

Sania keeps crying, the pain and pleasure overwhelming her senses.

Sania overwhelming: "He fucks me so hard… I can barely take it…"

Ayush pounds into her, his lund slamming against her cervix.

Ayush pound: "Rawwwrhhhhh."

Sania gasps, her body shaking from the intensity of the pleasure.

Sania: "He stretches my tight hole so wide… it's almost too much… almost…"

Ayush roars loudly, dumping his cum deep inside her. Sania screams, her body convulsing from the force of her orgasm.

Ayush roared: "RAWRHHHHHH."

Sania screams: "AAAGGGHHH."

Sania is cumming. Her gaand is twitching on Ayush's dick as she comes. She is moaning and screaming. Sania looks into the camera with a smile.

Sania smiles: "But the best part… is being his little randi biwi."

Ayush pulls out and cums all over Sania. Sania smiles at the camera.

Sania smiled: "All this hot cum is just for me."

Ayush bends Sania over on her knees and elbows. He starts fucking Sania from behind, his lund ramming into her chut over and over again.

Sania screams in pain and pleasure, her body jerking with each thrust. She looks back at the camera, her face flushed and sweaty.

Sania says: "I love being his fucktoy… taking his lund deep in meri chut…"

Ayush grabs a handful of her hair and pulls her head back, making her arch her back and stick out her breasts.

Ayush pulls: "Mmm, I love when you pull my hair," she moans. "It makes me feel like such a randi."

Ayush slaps Sania's ass hard, making her yelp in pain.

Ayush slap: "Good girl," he grunts, fucking her even harder.

Sania yelp: "Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Ayush spanks her again and again, each blow landing on her ass with a loud smack.

Sania loudly smack: "Ow! Ow! Ow! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Sania looks directly into the camera, her eyes filled with lust and submission.

Sania camera: "Look at me,See how my Husband is using me like a fucktoy. See how he's spanking me and fucking me like a randi."

Sania pants heavily, her body shaking with each thrust.

Sania pant: "I'm his little randi… his fuckdoll… and I love it."

Ayush continues to pound into her, his balls slapping against her clit with each thrust. He reaches around and starts rubbing her clit, making her moan even louder.

Ayush rubs: "Cum for me, my little fuckdoll. Show them how much you love being my randi."

Sania moans loudly, her body shaking as she orgasms. She looks directly into the camera as she comes, her eyes rolled back in pleasure.

Sania orgasm: "Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!"

As she comes, he starts pulling her nipples and her tits start to spurt out doodh. Her screams turn into screams of Swami and he gets more aroused at her screams and increases his pace.

Sania looks back at him, her eyes wide with desire.

Sania desires: "More, Swami… please… more…"

Ayush smirks and increases his pace, ramming his lund into her as hard and fast as he can.

Ayush ram: "You want more, my little randi? Then take it!"

Sania moans and screams, her body bouncing with each thrust. She's a sweaty, cum-covered mess, but she's never felt more alive.

Sania alive: "Yes! Yes! Give it to me, Swami!"

Ayush laughs and slaps her ass again.

Ayush laughs: "Good girl… take it all…"

Sania screams as another orgasm washes over her, her chin clenching around Ayush's lund. He grunts and continues to fuck her, his own orgasm building.

Sania screams: "Ahhh! Swami! Ahhh!"

Ayush growls and slams into her one last time, filling her with his cum. Sania collapses on the bed, exhausted and satisfied.

Ayush looks down at her, his chest heaving with exertion.

Ayush heave: "Good girl… my little randi…"

Sania looks up at him and smiles.

Sania smiles: "Thank you, Swami…"

Ayush smiles back and leans down to kiss her.

Ayush kiss: "Anything for you, my love."

She stands and bends herself to the camera showing her two holes being torn and widened due to his thick lund.She kisses him deeply. She bites his nipples hard.

She kisses his abs and goes on her knees. She gives him a sloppy blowjob, deepthroating him.

Sania: "You are a beast, Swami. I can't even take half of your lund."

Ayush: "I will train you, my dear wife."

She swallows all his cum. She swallows all his sperm and precum.Sania: "Mmmmm, I love your taste, Swami."She stands up and kisses him on the lips. She kisses his neck and sucks on it.

Sania: "Swami, I want your cum. Please give me your cum."

She gets on her knees and begs him.

Sania begging: "Please, Swami, please give me your cum. I want to be your breeding cow."

Ayush looks at her with a mix of amusement and arousal.

Ayush amused: "Such a good little randi, aren't you? Begging for my cum like a randi."

Sania bites her lip, her cheeks flushing with shame and desire.

Sania shame: "Yes… I'm your little randi… your randi biwi… please mujhe apno baccho ki maa bana do…"Ayush smirks, stroking his lund as he looks down at her.Ayush smirk: "Well, since you asked so nicely… open wide, randi."

Sania opens her mouth eagerly, sticking out her tongue in anticipation.

Ayush steps closer, his thick lund inches from her face. He grips it tightly, stroking himself as he looks down at her with a dominant glare.

Ayush glare: "Look at me when I breed you, randi."

Sania nods, her eyes locked on his as she waits for his cum. Ayush groans, his lund throbbing in his hand as he starts to cum.

Ayush groan: "Ahh, fuck… here it comes…"

The first thick rope of cum shoots out, landing on Sania's tongue. She moans, her eyes rolling back as she savors the taste.

Sania moan: "Mmmmm, Swami…"

More ropes of cum follow, coating her tongue and lips. Sania opens her mouth wider, sticking out her tongue to catch every drop.

Ayush grunts, his lund pulsing as he empties his balls into her mouth. Sania whines, her tongue outstretched as she eagerly awaits each burst of cum.

Sania whine: "Yes, Swami… mujhe apno baccho ki maa bana do… fill me up…"

Ayush groans, his fingers tightening around his lund as he drops out the last few drops. Sania closes her mouth, swallowing all of his cum greedily.

Sania swallow: "Mmmmmm, so good…"

Ayush smirks down at her, satisfied with her obedience.

Ayush satisfied: "Good girl… swallow it all."

Sania swallows again, making sure to get every last drop. She looks up at Ayush with a pleased smile, her lips still glistening with his cum.

Sania pleased: "Thank you, Swami… I needed that."

Ayush chuckles, reaching out to wipe a bit of cum from her chin.

Ayush chuckle: "Anytime, my little cum randi. Now get on the bed and show me that pretty chut."

Sania stands up quickly, eager to please him further. She climbs onto the bed, spreading her legs wide to show off her glistening chut.Sania spreads her swollen chut. Ayush also stops his powers.

He smirks at her. She smiles at him. He asks her, "Are you ready to be my mother, Sania?"Sania smiles and nods.

Sania: "Yes, Ayush… I'm ready… mujhe apno baccho ki maa bana do like the good little randi I am…"

Ayush smirks.Ayush: "Good girl."He climbs on top of her, positioning himself between her legs. He teases her chut with the tip of his lund, spreading her wetness around her entrance.

Sania whines, writhing beneath him in anticipation.Sania: "Please, Swami… fuck me… mujhe apno baccho ki maa bana do…"Ayush chuckles, pressing his lund against her tight hole.

Ayush places his hand over her abdomen, focusing his powers on her ovaries. He sends a pulse of powers through her body, stimulating her ovaries to release multiple eggs at once.

Sania gasps as she feels her body responding to Ayush's powers.

Sania gasp: "Ohhh… what's happening…?"Ayush smirks as he watches her body react.

Ayush smirk: "I'm helping your body drop multiple eggs at once, my little breeding cow. This will increase our chances of getting you pregnant."

Sania moans as she feels the eggs being released from her ovaries.

Sania moan and feel: "Ahh… I can feel them… so many eggs…"

Ayush continues to manipulate her body with his powers, stimulating her to drop egg after egg.

Sania feels her body releasing more and more eggs, each one causing a small burst of pleasure to radiate through her abdomen.

Sania feel: "One… two… three… oh god… four… five… six…"

She continues counting as her body releases more eggs.

Sania counting: "Seven… eight… nine… ten… ohhh… eleven… twelve… thirteen… fourteen… fifteen…"

Finally, after the fifteenth egg, her body stops releasing more. Sania looks up at Ayush, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Sania disbelief: "Fifteen eggs… oh my god…"

Ayush smirks proudly.Ayush proud: "That should do the trick. Now, let's get you nice and bred."

Sania nods eagerly, spreading her legs wider. Ayush positions himself at her entrance, teasing her with the tip of his thick lund. Sania moans, desperate for him to fill her up.

Sania desperate: "Please… Swami… I need you inside me…"

Ayush slowly pushes his lund into her tight, dripping chut. Sania gasps as he stretches her out, her walls clenching around his thick shaft.

Ayush moans as he feels her tightness engulfing him.

Ayush moan: "Fuck… you're so tight…"

Sania whimpers as he continues to fill her up, inch by inch.

Sania whimper: "Ahh… you're so big… stretching me so much…"

Finally, his entire length is buried deep inside her chut, his mushroom head pressed up against her cervix. Sania can feel his lund ki topi pushing against the entrance to her womb, and she shivers with anticipation.

Sania shiver: "Swami… I can feel your lund against my womb… please…"

Ayush smirks as he starts to thrust, his lund ki topi sliding past her cervix and into her womb.

Ayush smirk and start: "Time to get you bred, my little randi."Sania moans loudly as she feels his lund filling her womb. He starts to fuck her roughly, his hips slamming against hers as he pistons his lund in and out of her tight chut.

The bed shakes and creaks under the force of their mating, but Ayush doesn't let up. Sania writhes beneath him, her breasts bouncing with each thrust as he uses her body like a breeding doll.

Sania writh: "Ahh… ahh… yes… mujhe apno baccho ki maa bana do… Swami…"

Ayush continues to fuck her hard, his lund sliding in and out of her chut with wet, squelching sounds. Sania's moans grow louder, her body shaking as her first orgasm approaches.

Sania louder: "Ahh… I'm cumming… Swami… ah…"

As Sania cums, her chut clenches tightly around Ayush's lund, doodhing him for all he's worth. Ayush grunts as he feels her walls spasming around him, and he knows it's time to breed her.

Ayush grunt: "Ahh fuck… here it comes…"

He thrusts deep into her chut, burying his lund as far as it can go. Sania feels his lund swelling inside her, and then she feels the first burst of hot cum flooding her womb.

Sania feel and flooding: "Ahh yes… mujhe apno baccho ki maa bana do… fill me with your cum…"

Ayush continues to cum, his lund pulsing as it empties his balls deep inside her womb. Sania moans wantonly, her body accepting his seed with eager desperation.

Ayush pulses: "Fuck yes… take my cum… be a good little breeder…"

The whole bed breaks into pieces but Ayush doesn't stop and he continues fucking her. Her whole chut is being wrecked.

She is whimpering and whimpering in pain but she doesn't want him to stop and she begs him to continue and to breed her chut. She begs him to break her cervix so that she can get pregnant easily.

She is crying. Ayush is fucking her so hard that she is screaming.

After filling her womb with several loads of cum, Ayush tries to pull out, but his lund is stuck inside her tight chut. He can't pull out. Sania looks at him with wide eyes and worried expressions.

Ayush smirks and sends more power into her body. This time, he focuses on her ovaries again, stimulating them to drop more eggs.

Sania's eyes widen in shock and pain as she feels more eggs being released from her body.

Sania's shock: "Ahh no… please… I can't take more…!"

Ayush ignores her pleas and continues to manipulate her body, forcing her ovaries to release even more eggs. Sania cries out in pain, her body wracked with pleasure and agony as more eggs are released inside her.

Sania cried: "Swami please… have mercy…!"

But Ayush shows no mercy. He continues to force her body to drop more eggs, filling her abdomen with potential babies. Sania is whimpering and crying, her body overwhelmed by the intense stimulation. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, Ayush stops, a satisfied smirk on his face.

Ayush: "Good… now you're ready to be bred properly…"

Sania is panting and sobbing, her body exhausted from the ordeal. Ayush turns her body around like a dog is mating with a bitch and he enters her from behind.

Sania screams out in pain and ecstasy as the knot of his lund catches on her cervix, locking them together. Ayush smirks in satisfaction, knowing that his cum will have the best chance of taking root inside her fertile womb.

Ayush: "That's it… take my knot like a good little bitch in heat…"

Sania can only moan and whimper as Ayush starts to breed her again, his hips thrusting against her ass as he fucks her with wild abandon. Her womb is filled to the brim with his cum, and the sensation of his knot inside her is both painful and pleasurable at the same time.

Sania is lost in a haze of lust and submission, her body responding eagerly to Ayush's rough treatment. She knows that she's being bred like an animal, but she can't help the way her body reacts to his dominant touch.

Ayush's lund is still stuck inside her, and he has no intention of pulling out anytime soon. He plans to keep his knot buried deep inside her until at least next afternoon, ensuring that she remains pregnant with his child.

Ayush: "My cum is going to stay inside you for the rest of the day and night. By tomorrow, you'll definitely be carrying my babies."

Sania is left whimpering and crying in pleasure and pain as Ayush starts to walk around the mansion with his lund still buried inside her. She is dragged on the floor on her back, her ass raised up to meet his hips. With each step Ayush takes, his lund moves inside her, causing her to moan and cry out.

Sania cries: "Ahhh�� please Swami… it's too much… too intense…"Ayush pays no attention to her pleas, continuing to walk around with her impaled on his lund. She is crying and screaming in pleasure and pain, but he doesn't care. He enjoys the feeling of her tight chut clenching around his knot, and the knowledge that he's breeding her with his cum.

Trish is screaming and crying and asking for mercy but Ayush is not listening to her. He increases his speed. Sania is being dragged faster and her body is being hurt more. She is still moaning in pain. But she is enjoying the rough treatment.

She begs him for mercy but he doesn't listen to her. He fucks her like a female dog in heat and continues fucking her for the whole day and the night.

They both don't eat anything and only drink water. He fucks her the whole night and the next afternoon, his lund is still stuck in her chut.

She is getting used to his huge lund and her chut is now loose. But her cervix is now capable of taking the lund with the knot inside.

Finally, Ayush feels his knot starting to loosen inside her. He bends her down in a seeded position and starts fucking her without mercy. He continues until his knot tightens again, ensuring that his cum stays locked deep inside her womb.

Sania is now used to Ayush's huge lund and the feeling of his knot stretching her out. She accepts her role as his breeding bitch, ready to carry as many of his babies as he desires.

Sania begs: "How many babies do you want, Swami? I'll give them all to you…"

Ayush smirks with satisfaction, knowing that she's fully under his control and ready to bear his children.

Ayush says: "As many as you can give me, my little bitch. I want to see your belly swollen with my pups…"

Sania nods obediently, accepting her fate as Ayush's personal breeding bitch. She will carry his babies and raise them to worship him as a god, ensuring his legacy continues through generations.

Sania obediently: "Yes, Swami. I'll give you as many babies as you want…"Ayush nods in approval, his lund still buried deep inside her womb. He knows that by now, she's definitely pregnant with his child, and he intends to keep her that way for the rest of her life.

Ayush approval: "Good. From now on, your only purpose is to breed and bear my children. Understand?"Sania nods again, her body still impaled on his thick lund.

Sania nodded: "Yes, Swami…"He starts walking again, dragging her around the mansion while still buried inside her chut. With each step, his lund moves inside her chut, causing her to moan in pleasure. Her body is limp and pliant, completely submissive to Ayush's desires.

Ayush satisfaction: "Mmmm… yes… that's it… be a good bitch and take my lund…"

Sania whimpers and moans, her body trembling with pleasure as Ayush continues to breed her. She knows that this is her new life now – to serve as Ayush's breeding bitch, carrying his babies and catering to his every whim. And she embraces her new role with eager submission.

Sania whimpered and moaned: "Yes… Swami… breed me… fill me with your pups…"Ayush smirks, satisfied with her complete submission.

Ayush satisfaction: "That's right… you're nothing but a vessel for my seed now…"

He continues to walk around, fucking her with each step until they both collapse on the bed in exhaustion. Sania's chut is sore and filled with Ayush's cum, her womb heavy with the weight of his seed.

Sania exhausted: "Ahhh… Swami… I'm so full…"Ayush pulls out of her finally, his lund covered in her juices and his cum. He lies down next to her, pulling her close to cuddle her as they both drift off to sleep.

Ayush cuddle: "Sleep now, my little breeder. We have a long day of mating ahead of us tomorrow…"

Sania nods, her eyes already closing as she snuggles against Ayush's chest. She feels safe and content in his arms, knowing that her purpose now is to carry and bear his children. Her womb is full of his cum, and she can't wait to feel his babies growing inside her.