Honeymoon Sex In Singapore

Hi readers, I am a 40 years old man and I look very handsome. I am a rich and successful businessman living in Mumbai. I had not been yet married till this age because I did not find a fitting girl for me. Well, I had many childhood crushes but not good enough to marry. Many women also had a crush on me and wanted to marry me because of my wealth. But I wanted true love.

My parents were worried about me and looked for girls regularly. Finally, they met a girl about same my age and they agreed to the marriage. My meeting with the girl was fixed and we met in a 5-star hotel.

When I saw her, I was happy. She was not one of the most beautiful but looked fine. She looked like a typical middle-class woman wearing a saree. We talked and she told me that she had to make her career as a scientist first and then get married. So she also remained single like me for so long. I liked her from the beginning and agreed to the marriage.

Both of us married in a grand ceremony. The first night came. I was not so daring to start the conversation. So was she. We both talked about each other’s dreams and careers. We decided not to be physical until we know each other well. Both of us wanted to first love each other and then be sexual.

Some days passed and our family arranged for our honeymoon. They bought two tickets for a trip to Singapore. So me and my wife were to go to Singapore for our honeymoon. Both of us resisted a bit but finally obeyed our family’s wish. So we left for Singapore in a flight for 15 days. We thought that the trip would be nothing more than sightseeing.

On our first day, we rested a bit because of the jet lag. On our second day, we went to a mall to shop for ourselves and our families. My wife was wearing a pink colored saree like normal newly married women do.

While walking with her, I felt a little awkward. The women there were mostly wearing shorts or dresses and there was my wife wearing a saree. Though that was a proud moment for me to see our national dress, I felt strange. I asked my wife to buy some western clothes for herself. She felt a little embarrassed and exclaimed that she did not want to wear indecent clothes. I was puzzled.

When we were shopping, I told her to buy shorts or dresses again. She blushed and said no. I then said her to buy at least jeans and t-shirt. She was a traditional Indian woman who did not even wear jeans. She finally agreed to wear jeans. I bought her a pair of tight jeans which were ripped a bit from knees and two tops. I told her to change when we came back to the hotel.

When she returned from the bathroom in jeans and the cropped top, she was looking very sexy. She was first embarrassed to reveal her curves and cleavage but was fine afterward. I developed a horny feeling towards her. I had a hard-on which was visible through my pajamas. She also began to feel the heat.

We both now wanted to have sex. I asked her whether she was ready. She said, yes. I was jollified. We both kissed each other passionately. Our smooches could be heard from outside the room. We were kissing and sucking each other’s lips. Then we went ahead after a few minutes. I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled the zip down. Now her panty was visible.

I pulled her jeans down slowly. They were difficult to remove because they were tighter than leggings. I removed them and saw her white legs. Then I pulled off her top. She was simultaneously removing my clothes. Now I could see her in her red bra and panty. I unhooked her bra and gave her a love bite on her neck. “Ouch”, she said.

Now I could see her large breasts fully erect. When I first saw her, I had noticed that she had big boobs. I started licking and pressing her boobs. She was moaning loudly. I removed her panty and she removed my underwear. My dick was a longer and thicker than usual. My wife was happy to see the size.

Then we began our foreplay. We both felt each other’s bodies with love. I gave her another love bite and she enjoyed again. I was caressing her boobs and fingering her pussy. She was stroking my dick hard.

We kissed again and came in 69 position. I was now licking her pussy and clitoris and she was giving me a blowjob. After remaining and enjoying like this, we were about to cum so we stopped. We both were naturally lubed because of the fluids of our bodies.

Now came the time to become one. I told her to lie on the bed. My dick was at its lengthiest and thickest by now. I placed her at the tip of my dick and inserted in her slowly. She screamed loudly due to pain. Her pussy was very tight and so she felt a lot of pain. I understood and so I started fucking her slowly. In some time, she got adjusted to my penis.

Now we both were having the best time of our life by fucking each other. I thrusted my penis into her vagina and she was shouting and moaning, “Aah… Aahhh… Aaahhh…. Oooohhh…. Ouch… Aahhhaaa… Come on baby… Fuck me more… Make me your slut… Baby… Aahhhh.”

After fucking my wife for more than 15 minutes, I felt like cumming. I told her that I was cumming. She said she was also about to cum. We continued fucking and I released whole of my cum, my love juice into her pussy. She also reached her orgasm with me and I saw it. Her muscles contracted and she scratched my back with her hands. We stopped and we were both panting heavily. We kissed each other passionately.

Then after my dick became flaccid, we lay in each other’s arms. My cum was oozing out of her pussy which I pushed inside using my fingers. Suddenly, I realized that there was no hymen in my wife. No blood flow was there when I inserted my dick. I asked my wife about it. She instantly grew pale and hesitantly answered me that she was not a virgin. I was shattered to hear that. I asked her about her previous sex.

She told me that she loved her classmate and they fucked once after which he left her. She told me that she was depressed for a long time after that. I understood her problem and instantly forgave her. She said that she was blessed to have a husband like me and so was I to have a wife like her.

When we reached our home in Mumbai, my wife told me that she was pregnant. I was more than happy. My whole family celebrated.

Now me an my Indian sex wife both would regularly fuck each other. Hope you guys enjoyed this story very much.