Invitation for pleasure at Her sister’s wedding

Guys, you need to read this story, ‘Stranger at the Wedding Reception,’ to understand Namrata’s plans for her sister’s wedding.

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I check my watch, which ticked past 08 pm as I step into the evening reception of an unknown couple. I had to show the QR code of the invitation to enter the function hall. The hall was majestic like a palace on the outskirts of Mysore city.

I walked past rows of chairs with a packed crowd with my eyes scouring for the heroine of this story, Namrata. The moment I eyed her, my eyelashes revolted to flutter, not to miss her beauty. My mouth drooled open, watching the cute girl Namrata.

This was the first time I saw her for real on the stage. She stood at the side of the lavishly decorated seat of the wedding couple. Her elder sister was the bride.
Namrata looked much prettier than the dumb pictures she shared earlier.

I hadn’t replied to her last text, which read, “Where are you? What time will you reach? Be clear. You coming or not?”

I decided to delay announcing my arrival. I wanted to capture the elegant features of her beauty. I occupied the corner seat in the second row. My damned eyes never left the sight of charming Namrata. I had the “Wow” moment seeing her. I wondered what kind of person she was.

Namrata’s warm, cajoled eyes glanced at her phone quite often and searched for someone in the crowd. Evidently, she was expecting my message, and her eyes were looking for me. I got chills seeing her in the crimson-coloured saree, which was craftily worn.

She looked like a doll in the saree. I chose to tease her a bit. I typed, “Namrata, You look stunning in that saree. But I bet you would look much better without it.” (Wink emoji) Reading the message, the 5.2-tall Namrata smiled for the first time since my arrival.

Her smile was very innocent, the best part was her well-lined-up white teeth as her juicy lips widened with a small dimple across her skinny cheek. I typed, “Oye, cutie. Don’t stop smiling. People are going to faint.” She does the exact opposite, making a poker face.

Her eyes scanned the crowded function hall while she typed, “Madhan, Stop playing with me. Where are you?” My eyes were gaping at her feather-soft skin which was shining buttery. The patterns of mehendi added colours to her hand up to her elbow, with gold and glass bangles covering her arms.

I continued to evade her, “Hoop ring on your peacocky-shaped nose. Damn pretty,” I smiled, watching her nose flare taking deep breaths while reading my text. She replied, “Oye, where are you?.” Multiple gold jewels decorated her neck, ears, and hips.

She half covered her milky navel with her saree. I could make out medium 34-sized small boobs. I replied, “Why hide half of your sexy navel? Reveal them for the dying crowd (With a mouth-watering emoji).” Her face was covered with a layer of makeup.

I hated that because she was prettier without that layer. She blushed reading this text and immediately lowered her saree, revealing her sleek, milky navel. “Happy, now. But I can’t see you,” she replied. “What’s the use of revealing my full navel? What will you do? Will you be pinching my navel?” she teased me.

I replied, “I would love to lay my hands over your navel. Don’t tease. I am already watching you wildly. Butterfly.” She bites her juicy red lips, which have a slight touch of lipstick perfect to be sucked. She walks to the bride and hisses something in her ear.

I was so focused on Namrata that I completely missed the bride. My eyes jammed after seeing the bride. The bride was much hotter than Namrata. The bride was so hot that I got confused about whom to see – Hot Bride or Pretty Namrata. I recollect from the bulletin board that Vaidehi the bride’s name.

“Did I see that incorrectly?” After hearing Namrata’s words, the bride’s eyes start scanning the hall. For an instant, the bride’s hot gaze locks with mine. She replies something back to Namrata. I see a smile on the bride’s face, a feeling that I caught you.

I shook my head, repeating, ‘Stop imagining things,’ in my mind. At that exact moment, a small group (girls and boys), all dressed in the same colour, occupy the stage. ‘Shiva anta hoguttide road-inali.’ (a Kannada song) was playing in the background.

Apart from the dancers, a small bunch of crowd gathered on the stage, seemingly all cousins. They started cheering loudly for the dance. I watched Vaidehi’s pink, juicy lips widen with a wow moment, watching the dance unfold in front of her.

Vaidehi was completely immersed in living through the dance. I could not find Namrata among the group of cousins on stage. My eyes forgot all about pretty Namrata when her hotter elder sister moved from her seat, taking small steps with her anklets, making a ‘gal gal’ sound.

Initially, they played the Tamil song ‘My Rowdy Baby.’ The bride moved her hot body, displaying her curves with her huge 36-sized boobs shaking and calling me to be squeezed.

After that song, mostly boys among the cousins came forward and surrounded the bride. ‘Seereli hudugira nodale baradhu’ (a popular Kannada song) was played. Occupying the centre stage, the bride started to move her sexy body, showing off her sizzling structure.

There was a brief moment when Vaidehi lifted her hands high, revealing her low hips through the cream-coloured saree. The bride’s enchanting eyes briefly locked with mine. Did I imagine that? But Vaidehi’s glance felt like it lasted longer. Vaidehi bit her lips and nodded her head, seemingly inviting me.

“No way,” I shook my head vigorously to dispel the thought of being intimate with the hot bride. After the bride signalled me to come, my eyes began undressing her as she continued to move her body. I undressed and found huge 36-sized firm round boobs completely hidden in her sleeveless blouse.

I saw the bride’s shaking ass cheeks with my hands itching to grab and squeeze. My mouth was itching to bend her to a doggy and dig my face between her sexy ass cheeks. The bride’s skin tone was somewhat on the duskier side. The bride had a round face with fleshy bun-like cheeks.

Her small circular lips, with her lower lips slightly thicker than the upper lip. Completely forgetting my plans of fucking the sister Namrata who had invited me. I sat fantasizing about drilling the bride, who looked much hotter. I was imagining kissing the juicy lips of Vaidehi, drinking away all the wetness.

My god! Is it my imagination? This is the second time the bride had a brief eye contact with her provocative eyes and a dance move shaking her thighs like fucking. Fuck, my cock was erect in its tent. I adjusted, pushing the hard cock downward.

That’s when Namrata’s voice brought me back out of the fantasy world, “Chutiya, You came to fulfil my fantasy by fucking my brains out, and you are ogling at my sister.” From the moment I saw the hot bomb, Vaidehi, I had lost track of Namrata. I turn my gaze to find Namrata seated next to me.

She eyed her sister, who just finished dancing, “Is she hotter than me?” (With an angry face). I could see jealousy welled up in her eyes. I teased with a wink and smile, “Will I ever get a chance with both of you?” Her face lightened up, “What? You are a spoilt brat. You want my sister too.”

“Why don’t you go and ask yourself her husband.” That’s when I noticed the groom who sat silent all along. The groom looked very smart. “No chance your brother-in-law looks smarter than me.” Namrata gets a call and rushes to the stage. I notice a boy in a suit talking to Namrata.

The way they spoke with each other, I could tell that the boy was either Namrata’s boyfriend or cousin. I brushed away the thought of Namrata inviting me in the presence of her boyfriend or her speaking so freely in front of her family. She watches me while conversing with the boy in the suit.

My lusty eyes couldn’t resist seeing the hot Vaidehi, who was busy with families walking for photographs. I had a strange feeling that Vaidehi knew me. I again missed Namrata. The time was 9:00. I texted Namrata, “When am I going to have my hands massage and squeeze your slim hips?”

She doesn’t respond for a while. I text again, “When my hands will touch, feel, and play with your sweet soft pussy?” I walked around the hall, searching for Namrata. She replies, “You have to wait for the night to come.”

“The waiting game will only increase the pleasure, baby(With a tongue emoji).”

“Don’t you dare to talk about my sister Vaidehi (With a warning emoji)?”

I smiled, reading the jealousy in the second message. I was tempted badly, not by Namrata but mostly by her bride-sister, Vaidehi. I was in no mood to wait till night. Every second felt like a lifetime. I finally found Namrata on the stage. She teased by sticking out her tongue and shaking her head flirtatiously.

“I wanna jump on you now and kiss you. Kiss every bit of your face and neck. I want to suck your pussy now.” I signalled her to read my text. She replies, “Ah, please, Madhan, don’t tempt. Wait for the night.” More than her, I was tempted.

“My hands are dying to enter inside of your saree and,” I continued to tease her. “Please stop. Ah. I am waiting to have your cock inside me, Madhan.”

Looks like Namrata’s mother. She said something to Namrata. Nammu nods and steps down from the stage. That’s when I started to follow Namrata through the crowded function hall. Nammu did notice me following her but didn’t say anything.

I managed to stop the lift before it closed. Namrata smiled, acknowledging my eagerness, although two school-going kids accompanied us in the lift. I clenched my fists upon seeing the kids. But still stood right next to Nammu, our shoulders grazing against each other.

“Nammu, let me grab those sexy melons. Let me kiss you here,” I huskily teased her. She moves away, “Shhhhh. You have to wait to have me,” The lift quickly reached the second floor. Namrata stepped out, and I could see two guys in the corridor with rooms lined up on both sides.

Namrata glanced sideways at me while she unlocked the door, shaking her head as a signal for me to wait. I waited for the two guys to look away and then sneaked into the room, quickly latching the door behind me.

Wait for the next part.

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