The Wedding – by darksied94

Latest sex story: The Wedding – by darksied94. Mahesh was least bothered about attending the wedding of his cousin. After a lot of coaxing from his family, he finally agreed to go. Mahesh loved his job and the city of Bangalore, where he worked. It was difficult for him to leave this city and travel to the small town where his cousin’s marriage was scheduled.

Latest sex story: The Wedding

by darksied94

Fantasy, Asian, Blowjob, Wife

Mahesh was least bothered about attending the wedding of his cousin. After a lot of coaxing from his family, he finally agreed to go. Mahesh loved his job and the city of Bangalore, where he worked. It was difficult for him to leave this city and travel to the small town where his cousin’s marriage was scheduled.

He knew that he would be given loads of work during the wedding under the pretext of taking up responsibility which he absolutely hated. The wedding was the time to look at the pretty women and not work. Tall, well built and sharp features made Mahesh a cynosure of female eyes. At the office or outside he always liked the attention he got and wished he could be the hunk that all imagine him to be.

Mahesh knew deep inside that in spite of his killer looks, he was a shy person and could hardly muster the courage to walk up to a woman and have a conversation. In fact, although he was 26 years in age, he was still a virgin. He had a girlfriend in college, the only relationship of his life, which was a short-lived one as his girlfriend couldn’t understand his shyness and slow reciprocation in the relationship. Now although working in an MNC with so many beautiful damsels around, Mahesh always found something lacking in him to make the perfect move to impress a woman.

“All ready for the trip,” asked his father on the phone. His parents had already been to the venue two days in advance.

“Yes, I am leaving today evening.”

Kavya was excited since the past week with all the shopping she had been doing. She was thrilled right from the day her best-friend told her about her marriage. She would be meeting a good number of old friends from her school and college. The only part that she was unhappy with was the fact that her husband would not be accompanying her on this trip. Married for 4 years, she was deeply in love with her husband and found nothing lacking in him. Be it the way he treated her or their sexual life, she found herself lucky to have such a wonderful husband. Always wanting the company of her husband, this would be the first time she would be going out of the station without his company.

“Perfect, you would give the bride some stiff competition on the most beautiful woman at the wedding.” teased her husband as Kavya stood in front of the mirror analyzing her looks.

She blushed. Kavya was 28 years old; although many thought she was much younger. Medium height, slim personality, a pretty face and wonderful curves, she knew that when men looked at her they had a burning desire deep inside their hearts.

*****

The town of Kalwal was dusty and noisy. Kavya felt very uncomfortable and lonely on reaching the new place. The auto ride seemed never ending and after half an hour of coughing on Kalwal’s roads, she reached the home of her dearest childhood friend-the bride. It was a huge bungalow with many rooms and a big courtyard in the middle.

“You are late,” her friend greeted Kavya with an angry glare and a warm hug, “Get ready quickly. We are all moving out for the Sangeet ceremony.”

“Sorry dear, but I still made it, where are our other friends.”

“Everyone ditched me, at least you came. Now get ready quickly. I need to go now, getting late for the Sangeet.”

“It’s not here? How will I know where to come?” Kavya enquired.

“Offcourse it’s not here silly, all the events have been arranged at the Grand Hotel lawns and function hall. This place is too small.”

“Small?” Kavya looked around at the huge vastness of the place and the multiple rooms in 3 floors. It almost looked like a hotel.

“Don’t worry baby, you fresh up, I will make sure there is someone to get you to the venue. Hang on…” Kavya looked across the courtyard, “Mahesh, where are you?” she shouted.

Mahesh strode up to her cousin trying hard not to ogle at the beautiful lady beside her. Mahesh’s eyes lit up on what Kavya was telling him. “Wow, to be with this gorgeous lady as her personal guide. This is fantastic.” he thought to himself.

“….show her a nice room, Mahesh. Are you even listening to me?” chided the bride angrily.

In a few minutes, the entire bungalow was empty except for a few servants and wedding organizers. Everyone in the bride’s family had left except for Mahesh and Kavya.

“This is heavy,” said Mahesh lifting Kavya’s suitcase.

“Oops, I packed all my good sarees and jewelry. Guess I over packed.” she smiled.

Mahesh smiled and led the way, there was a room on the first floor where his cousin asked Kavya to be put in. His heart, however, told him to go to the third floor and pick the room just opposite his. The third floor was relatively empty, the first two floors being packed up with relatives. Mahesh’s heart skipped a beat as he led Kavya to the third floor his mind cooking up all possibilities that can happen with her around. Climbing the stairs behind him, Kavya couldn’t help but notice his well-built body. Mahesh was really handsome, the kind of guy whom girls refer to as eye candy, she smiled.

“Here is your room and I am in the opposite room. As soon as you are done call me.” smiled Mahesh.

“Thanks a lot. I shall be ready in 15 minutes”

He waited for almost half an hour in his room and yet there was no sign of Kavya. It was a wonderful time as he fantasized about her in every possible way. He felt an urgent need to release the tension in his pants but didn’t want to be late for the Sangeet. He went and knocked on Kavya’s door.

“Who is it?” a voice came from inside.

“It’s me, Mahesh”

“Come in Mahesh, I am almost done”

Mahesh walked into a beautiful sight. Kavya was sitting in front of the mirror, combing her hair. She was all dressed up for the event, in an orange semi transparent chiffon saree with a nice cut blouse. Her silky hair, about medium in length, was bouncing as she was combing it. Mahesh went and stood behind her, oblivious to the fact that he was having an erection that was clearly visible to Kavya. He admired every curve of her body as he stood behind her.

Kavya noticed the look in his eyes and the bulge in his pants. She usually did not like such attention but the fact that she was away from her husband and such a handsome man was ogling at her in private made her will a lot weaker.

“What’s up in the Sangeeth,” she tried to change the mood.

“Dance performances by various groups till 9, dinner till 10 and then the dance floor is open for couples”

“Couple dance? in Kalwal?” she smiled.

“Yeah, sounds odd na, but people here want to imitate the city way of Sangeeth and hence the attempt. Of course, it’s for young married couples only although the elders would leave by 10 pm”

“Guess I will be back by then too”

“Why you don’t like to dance?” asked Mahesh.

“No, I love to dance but what will I do watching the couples dance”

“Well I will dance with you If you are ok with it?” said Mahesh, almost cursing himself for what he just blurted out. It almost seemed like he was hitting on her.

“Let’s see.” she smiled.

*****

The Sangeeth was a typical fare, starting with kids dancing to Bollywood numbers followed by friends of the groom doing a short play and the bride and groom enacting their love story through a musical. All the time Mahesh sat looking at Kavya, who was seated in the front rows with the ladies. By dinner time, Mahesh was slightly high on liquor. He noticed Kavya getting up and walking towards the exit door. Was she leaving? He was waiting eagerly for a chance to dance with her. He walked at a brisk pace towards her and met her almost at the exit.

“Leaving?”

“No, searching for the washroom.”

A sigh of relief, “Let me show you, it’s on the backside.” he walked beside her.

The alcohol made Kavya look even hotter. As soon as they reached the washrooms in a sudden move that was more instinctive than planned, Mahesh put his arm around her waist and said, “See you on the dance floor”.

A second later he cursed himself on his act, what was he even thinking about, she is a married woman.

In the washroom Kavya looked at herself in the mirror, she felt bad the way Mahesh was trying to hit on her but deep inside there was a wild happiness she felt. Away in a different place, where no one knew her, no one judged her; she was receiving flirtatious attention from a handsome guy. It was mixed feelings inside her heart, one of contempt and the other of the college day’s rush that she felt when men courted her. Nobody would know if she danced with him, “What’s the harm?” she thought.

Her cell rang, stopping her thoughts abruptly. It was her friend, the bride “Come over to my changing room, quickly.”

People were going to the buffet stands for the dinner as Kavya made way to her friend’s room. The room was filled with around 4-5 women, all in the same age group as her. Neatly arranged on the table were few glasses.

“Cocktails for us,” smiled the bride “away from the judgmental eyes of everyone”.

The girls had a good time and by the time the announcement of the open dance floor came. There was a slight spring in their step and a mild numbness in their minds. It was almost 11 pm in the night and the dance floor was practically empty. Almost all the guests had left, except for around 20 people who stayed back to dance. With no proper lighting facility as in the cities, the hotel organizers just switched off all the lights except for a few necessary, to create a romantic ambiance. Although what it really did was to make the hall very dark and give more privacy to the people.

Kavya noticed Mahesh walking towards her. This was going to be embarrassing if he asked her to dance in front of her friend. She quickly turned towards the bride who was beside her.

“I think I should leave now”