Hindi Sex Stories

My wedding day was not as I had hoped. Certainly Jonathan was a handsome man, he was a distinguished Lord and not so very far from the throne. My parents adored him, but I could not bring myself to do the same. After all, I was only fifteen at the time of our wedding. Jonathan was about twenty-eight. This was not so unusual for a couple to be so far apart in age. After all, women must be young and healthy to bear children, men may be nearly any age to produce them. But even the first time we met I could feel Jonathan’s eyes, cold and blue boring into me. He analyzed my every movement, he judged me harshly and I knew that he did not want me either. For him, I’m sure it was a practical match in terms of baring sons. I was young enough to give him several before I was used up, and then he could get a second, and more mature wife, for now though he would behave more like a keeper to me than a husband. When he kissed me for the first time, infront of all our guests it was soft and curt. He hardly brushed my lips at all with his, and for the remainder of the evening he held my hand lightly, clearly for appearances only. When at last it came time for me to experience my first bedding Jonathan showed his true colours. He carried me through the door of our bedroom, as custom dictates but dropped me roughly on the bed. “Strip.” He told me, emotionless. “M. . .m-my Lord?” I was frightened by his tone, this was not what I wanted from him. “You heard me Catherine. Remouve your clothing, this will not be pleasant for you and we both know it. I refuse to play any games, strip.” His eyes were as cold as ever as he stood over me, waiting. “P-please my Lord, can you not love me?” I scarely believed I’d asked the question, such was not my place. “I could, but I don’t you wretched girl now take off your clothing for me and then we shall make me a son. Your parents gave me a dowry I could not refuse that is all, you are young and you will give me many children but I do not care to love you and I will never bed you for pleasure. I have other women for that, no. I have WOMEN for that, you are still a girl-child fit only for impregnating. Now I’ll not tell you again!” Jonathan was getting visibly angry now, so I obeyed, hoping against hope that if I did what he asked now perhaps he would bed me kindly. Once I had remouved all my layers, and I stood before him nude and yes, very childlike he also undressed. Jonathan was truly a man, his shoulders were broad and his muscles large and well-used. His manhood was impressive also, but soft and disinterested in the child before it. “You are a pathetic sight. If I didn’t have to fuck you I wouldn’t. Suck my cock you pathetic little shit, see if you can even get me hard. If not maybe one of my dogs will take your madienhead, for the guards certainly wouldn’t bother.” I didn’t move. The filth that came from his mouth shocked me, never had anyone spoken to me like that before. SMACK! I was suddenly on the floor, my head spinning and my jaw in great pain. “DO AS YOU ARE TOLD FILTH!” I struggled to my knees and held his member in my small hands. “You’re hardly worth your dowry Catherine, you’re not even big enough to hold a man’s cock. I’ll be damnned if you’re ready to bear a child, but then, maybe trying will kill you and then I can get myself a real woman!” Jonathan scowled and pulled my hair. “Open your mouth bitch!” I couldn’t refuse. The pain he was causing was too great and I yelled out. When I did Jonathan pushed his now semi-hard member into my mouth and ordered me to suck. I almost vomited, my mother hadn’t told me anything of this act but I tried my best to do as I was asked. Jon’s cock grew as I slid my tounge along its length, sucking the great thing as best I could. It was nearly the size of my forearm by the time I heard him moan. His breathing became ragged and he trust himself into my mouth vigorously, grunting and swearing. “Ooooh you BITCH! You fucking TEASE! I’ll AHHHHH I’ll fuck you ssssooo hard OOOH!” I didn’t know what he was saying so I kept going, rubbing his thick meat as I wrapped my lips around it, kissing it the way I wished my husband would kiss me. Suddenly, Jon pulled away, his eyes were full of fire and hate and lust. “Get on the bed you worthless shit! You’ve gone and gotten me hard now see what good it does you!” I crawled onto the bed and he pushed me down, hurting my arms as he held my wrists tight and forced them into the mattress. He let go of them long enough to pull my legs wide apart and guide his member to my virgin opening. “You will hate every minute of this Catherine. I have bedded many women, and several girls also, I know what it is to break a virgin and I know there is no point in making it slow or gentle for you. Scream if you wish I’ll only go harder.” I wasn’t sure what he was saying, my mother told me my wedding night would be ‘uncomfortable’ and nothing more, but Jon was pushing his fingers into my hole and pinching my clitoris, my skin grew hot but my fear of him only intensified. Quite suddenly he grabbed my buttocks and rammed himself inside me, shattering the barrier of my viriginity. I screamed. Jonathan didn’t even aknowledge me now, he pulled himself in and out with force, I was crying I was begging him to stop. “OOOOH! GOD NO! MY LORD STOP! STOP PLEASE YOU ARE HURTING ME! OOOWW . . . AHH . . .PLEASE, PLEASE I BEG YOU JONATHAN – MY LORD! STOP!” He gave no sign of even hearing me his cock pushed its way in and out of my ravaged pussy, the only lubrication was the blood from my hymen, now leaking everywhere, the sheets were a mess. I was covered in sweat and I tried desperately to pull away from him but he only grabbed my arms again and pushed me down under his weight. After some time, he stopped his eyes still full of anger. He flipped me over and told me to stay on my hands and knees. I was shaking with fear. He pushed himself into me slower this time, sighing with pleasure and began fucking me slower now, still holding me in place but this was far more pleasant. I began to feel a tickle of warmth deep within my bloodied cunt and soon, I was gasping for air as well as he. Eventually he came deep within me, his milky sperm leaking out of my hole. I was angry with him for stopping just as I we beginning to feel the pleasure of lovemaking, but Jonathan had done all that was required of a newly married man. He had made his first child, and, with that done he went to sleep. I was not satisfied however. I was worked up and needed to cum. I left our marriage bed, intending to simply relieve myself in the washroom and return to him in a moment. But when I stepped out of the bedroom five of Jonathan’s men stood there, leering at me naked and pouring sweat. “Looks like the lady has had the Lord’s weapon boys. Guess its our turn” The captain laughed. Before I could turn back into the bedroom his comrades had me by the arms and pinned me, face-first into the stone wall of my Lord’s castle. The men began to undress and one of them shoved a filthy finger into my hole, which was still dripping blood and my Lord’s semen. He finger-fucked my roughly, teasing my clit and causing me to moan inadvertently. “Ooooooohhh” I sighed, still hot and bothered from my Lord’s fuck. “The new Lady’s a real tramp eh boys? She likes it! Hahaha.” The man with his fingers inside me cackled, and pushed three fingers inside my aching hole. Another man, now full undressed knelt beneath me and began licking my clit forcefully, sucking and biting it as well. A third man wormed a finger into my ass, starling me and confusing my body which was unsure of weather this was pleasure or not. The fourth man pushed his cock into my mouth and the fifth, the Captain only laughed and stroked himself as he watched. Soon the man with his fingers in me moved away and the Captain wiggled his member inside my now well-lubed hole. He thust it a few times making me moan louder and stopped, telling me to beg for more as the other men pinched my nipples and sucked my clit. I didn’t need to be told twice. “OOOH! YES FUCK MY SIR GIVE ME ALL YOU CAN I WANT TO CUM SO BADLY” The captain spanked me hard and began to fuck my hole with everything he has. I was in heavan, I didn’t even mind when the man with his fingers in my ass replaced them with his cock, lubed with only spit and my juices which now dripped freely on the floor with the captian’s every thrust. The Men pushed me to the ground and mounted me two by two, ignoring my able mouth so they could hear me moan and beg for them. “YES! OHH FUCK ME! FUCK YOUR SLUT-MISTRESS YES! OOOH YEEEEES LET ME CUUUUUMMMM FOR YOU OH GOD YYYYEEEEESSSS!” I was wracked by orgasm after orgasm as the men had their way with me, each fucking my pussy and ass at least once, and buy the time they were done I was filthy but God was I pleased. Jonathan may have mistresses for pleasure but fuck, I had his whole army.

My wedding day was not as I had hoped. Certainly Jonathan was a handsome man, he was a distinguished Lord and not so very far from the throne. My parents adored him, but I could not bring myself to do the same. After all, I was only fifteen at the time of our wedding. Jonathan was about twenty-eight. This was not so unusual for a couple to be so far apart in age. After all, women must be young and healthy to bear children, men may be nearly any age to produce them. But even the first time we met I could feel Jonathan’s eyes, cold and blue boring into me. He analyzed my every movement, he judged me harshly and I knew that he did not want me either. For him, I’m sure it was a practical match in terms of baring sons. I was young enough to give him several before I was used up, and then he could get a second, and more mature wife, for now though he would behave more like a keeper to me than a husband. When he kissed me for the first time, infront of all our guests it was soft and curt. He hardly brushed my lips at all with his, and for the remainder of the evening he held my hand lightly, clearly for appearances only. When at last it came time for me to experience my first bedding Jonathan showed his true colours. He carried me through the door of our bedroom, as custom dictates but dropped me roughly on the bed. “Strip.” He told me, emotionless. “M. . .m-my Lord?” I was frightened by his tone, this was not what I wanted from him. “You heard me Catherine. Remouve your clothing, this will not be pleasant for you and we both know it. I refuse to play any games, strip.” His eyes were as cold as ever as he stood over me, waiting. “P-please my Lord, can you not love me?” I scarely believed I’d asked the question, such was not my place. “I could, but I don’t you wretched girl now take off your clothing for me and then we shall make me a son. Your parents gave me a dowry I could not refuse that is all, you are young and you will give me many children but I do not care to love you and I will never bed you for pleasure. I have other women for that, no. I have WOMEN for that, you are still a girl-child fit only for impregnating. Now I’ll not tell you again!” Jonathan was getting visibly angry now, so I obeyed, hoping against hope that if I did what he asked now perhaps he would bed me kindly. Once I had remouved all my layers, and I stood before him nude and yes, very childlike he also undressed. Jonathan was truly a man, his shoulders were broad and his muscles large and well-used. His manhood was impressive also, but soft and disinterested in the child before it. “You are a pathetic sight. If I didn’t have to fuck you I wouldn’t. Suck my cock you pathetic little shit, see if you can even get me hard. If not maybe one of my dogs will take your madienhead, for the guards certainly wouldn’t bother.” I didn’t move. The filth that came from his mouth shocked me, never had anyone spoken to me like that before. SMACK! I was suddenly on the floor, my head spinning and my jaw in great pain. “DO AS YOU ARE TOLD FILTH!” I struggled to my knees and held his member in my small hands. “You’re hardly worth your dowry Catherine, you’re not even big enough to hold a man’s cock. I’ll be damnned if you’re ready to bear a child, but then, maybe trying will kill you and then I can get myself a real woman!” Jonathan scowled and pulled my hair. “Open your mouth bitch!” I couldn’t refuse. The pain he was causing was too great and I yelled out. When I did Jonathan pushed his now semi-hard member into my mouth and ordered me to suck. I almost vomited, my mother hadn’t told me anything of this act but I tried my best to do as I was asked. Jon’s cock grew as I slid my tounge along its length, sucking the great thing as best I could. It was nearly the size of my forearm by the time I heard him moan. His breathing became ragged and he trust himself into my mouth vigorously, grunting and swearing. “Ooooh you BITCH! You fucking TEASE! I’ll AHHHHH I’ll fuck you ssssooo hard OOOH!” I didn’t know what he was saying so I kept going, rubbing his thick meat as I wrapped my lips around it, kissing it the way I wished my husband would kiss me. Suddenly, Jon pulled away, his eyes were full of fire and hate and lust. “Get on the bed you worthless shit! You’ve gone and gotten me hard now see what good it does you!” I crawled onto the bed and he pushed me down, hurting my arms as he held my wrists tight and forced them into the mattress. He let go of them long enough to pull my legs wide apart and guide his member to my virgin opening. “You will hate every minute of this Catherine. I have bedded many women, and several girls also, I know what it is to break a virgin and I know there is no point in making it slow or gentle for you. Scream if you wish I’ll only go harder.” I wasn’t sure what he was saying, my mother told me my wedding night would be ‘uncomfortable’ and nothing more, but Jon was pushing his fingers into my hole and pinching my clitoris, my skin grew hot but my fear of him only intensified. Quite suddenly he grabbed my buttocks and rammed himself inside me, shattering the barrier of my viriginity. I screamed. Jonathan didn’t even aknowledge me now, he pulled himself in and out with force, I was crying I was begging him to stop. “OOOOH! GOD NO! MY LORD STOP! STOP PLEASE YOU ARE HURTING ME! OOOWW . . . AHH . . .PLEASE, PLEASE I BEG YOU JONATHAN – MY LORD! STOP!” He gave no sign of even hearing me his cock pushed its way in and out of my ravaged pussy, the only lubrication was the blood from my hymen, now leaking everywhere, the sheets were a mess. I was covered in sweat and I tried desperately to pull away from him but he only grabbed my arms again and pushed me down under his weight. After some time, he stopped his eyes still full of anger. He flipped me over and told me to stay on my hands and knees. I was shaking with fear. He pushed himself into me slower this time, sighing with pleasure and began fucking me slower now, still holding me in place but this was far more pleasant. I began to feel a tickle of warmth deep within my bloodied cunt and soon, I was gasping for air as well as he. Eventually he came deep within me, his milky sperm leaking out of my hole. I was angry with him for stopping just as I we beginning to feel the pleasure of lovemaking, but Jonathan had done all that was required of a newly married man. He had made his first child, and, with that done he went to sleep. I was not satisfied however. I was worked up and needed to cum. I left our marriage bed, intending to simply relieve myself in the washroom and return to him in a moment. But when I stepped out of the bedroom five of Jonathan’s men stood there, leering at me naked and pouring sweat. “Looks like the lady has had the Lord’s weapon boys. Guess its our turn” The captain laughed. Before I could turn back into the bedroom his comrades had me by the arms and pinned me, face-first into the stone wall of my Lord’s castle. The men began to undress and one of them shoved a filthy finger into my hole, which was still dripping blood and my Lord’s semen. He finger-fucked my roughly, teasing my clit and causing me to moan inadvertently. “Ooooooohhh” I sighed, still hot and bothered from my Lord’s fuck. “The new Lady’s a real tramp eh boys? She likes it! Hahaha.” The man with his fingers inside me cackled, and pushed three fingers inside my aching hole. Another man, now full undressed knelt beneath me and began licking my clit forcefully, sucking and biting it as well. A third man wormed a finger into my ass, starling me and confusing my body which was unsure of weather this was pleasure or not. The fourth man pushed his cock into my mouth and the fifth, the Captain only laughed and stroked himself as he watched. Soon the man with his fingers in me moved away and the Captain wiggled his member inside my now well-lubed hole. He thust it a few times making me moan louder and stopped, telling me to beg for more as the other men pinched my nipples and sucked my clit. I didn’t need to be told twice. “OOOH! YES FUCK MY SIR GIVE ME ALL YOU CAN I WANT TO CUM SO BADLY” The captain spanked me hard and began to fuck my hole with everything he has. I was in heavan, I didn’t even mind when the man with his fingers in my ass replaced them with his cock, lubed with only spit and my juices which now dripped freely on the floor with the captian’s every thrust. The Men pushed me to the ground and mounted me two by two, ignoring my able mouth so they could hear me moan and beg for them. “YES! OHH FUCK ME! FUCK YOUR SLUT-MISTRESS YES! OOOH YEEEEES LET ME CUUUUUMMMM FOR YOU OH GOD YYYYEEEEESSSS!” I was wracked by orgasm after orgasm as the men had their way with me, each fucking my pussy and ass at least once, and buy the time they were done I was filthy but God was I pleased. Jonathan may have mistresses for pleasure but fuck, I had his whole army.

        I lived in a small town in Harrisburg, PA, nearly all my life.  I had friends that moved, as well as older folk who died.  But when a new family moved in to the house beside ours, things began to change.           I was about 16 when they arrived, and immediatly i was attracted to the wife of the new family.  Whenever i could help out around their yard or anything like that, i usually tried to.  It was a warm summer night when this happened…           I was out in my front yard in my hammock, after relaxing from helping my neighbors pack for a camping getaway, when i saw their silver van appear from down the block to their house.  The wife (Faith) got out and said that she had forgotten a bag of equipment and that it was pretty heavy, so i got up to help.            When I got to their garage, she wasnt there.  “Hello?” i said, and from somewhere in the house i heard her reply “I’m upstairs, and I could use some help.” So i found the staircase in their house and proceeded to go up, which was when it happened.            There she was, standing in her bedroom with nothing covering her but a bed cover, and she just came on to me.  First it was just kissing, but almost immediatly she started undoing my pants.  Already i was starting to get pretty hard, and now she was sucking on it, nice and slowly.  I slowly moved her head back and forth with my hand for a while until i rubbing and fingering her clit.  She moaned and gasped a bit until she was perfectly wet.  Now she got on the bed, her face down and ass in the air and said “Please, please fuck me!”           Still thoughts raced through my head, but i ignored them.  Positioning myself, i teased her, licking her clit and using my fingers.  She moaned even more and said “Ohh god, please fuck me now!”.  Finshed teasing her, i slowly pushed in my dick into her and immediatly she lost her breath.  “Yes!” she screamed “Just like that!”  as i started to gain speed.  Faster and faster i went, until she was screaming in pleasure, turning the pain of it into intense pleasure.  “Ohh god yes, Im going to come!” she screamed as I thrusted faster and faster.  With an earth shattering climax she screamed as I kept plowing into her as come dripped on the bed.           Slowing down my pace, we switched positions so she was on her back.  Again I entered her slowly and thrusted hard, which made her gasp every pump. “Yes, oh god keep going” she whispered as i started to fuck her faster.  Her moans were starting to turn into screams again as I kept ramming to her.  “Ohh yes that feels so good!” she screamed as I pumped to her, faster and faster.  Again she came and was screaming with extasy, she then got up and put her hands agaisnt the wall and said “Come on, I want you more”.           This time, there was no soft entry, I entered her fast and hard.  Letting out a scream of pain and pleasure, she kept moaning and telling to keep going.  “Im almost there” i said, as I again started to gain speed.  I grabbed her arms started to fuck her even harder.  “Deeper!” she yelled as i rammed harder and harder into her. “Come in me!” she screamed “I want you so badly”.  And with all the energy i had left, i gave it my all until i let my flow fill her up.  Her intense moaning didnt stop until I finally finished pumping, and pulled out.            Sweat dripping off my face, we talked for a while.  This was something so awkward i cant even explain it now.  I got dressed again and went back to my house, and soon after saw her van leave again.  I sighed and wondered to myself, “Will this ever happen again?”.