THAKURAIN

6✨

He has been teasing me for an hour now. He pumps his fingers into my core but as soon as I am about to orgasm he stops.

He does not let me sleep not let me release. He is teasing me and never giving me a release.

The need to release is approaching, but I know if I don't beg, he won't give me a release.

"Thakur sahab....Hume jhadne dijiye!!"

[ Thakur Sahab.... let me cum!!]

He groaned at me not satisfied with my words.

"Randi hai tu, randiyon jaise bheekh Mang!!"

[ You are a slut, so beg like one.!!]

I bit my tongue and my hand touched his right cheek, my eyes hooded with lust, my voice sensual and low.

"Thakur sahab..!!"

He finally paid his attention to me. His eyes deciphering the same. I could see his manhood waking up within his pajama.

"Ha bol meri Randi."

[ Ye shayad it slut.]

I bit my lips sensually and muttered.

"Main Aapse bheekh mangti hu, mujhe jhadne dijiye!!"

[I am begging you, let me cum.]

His eyes flickered momentarily with somewhat satisfaction, and I knew my orgasm approaching.

He rubbed my cunt and started pumping his finger insidemy core in high pace, sucking my breast like a baby,and wanting to take all of my boob inside his mouth but as soon as I reached my high his finger pinched my clit in a way that I orgasmed, hard.

I did not only organsmed but I fucking

'SQUIRTED'.

This was my first orgasm and it was awesome. I was feeling light headed. I laid back reviving myself.

But I knew there was more to the night.

For my husband and me both to get the pleasure. Only I got the pleasure but my Husband didn't.

I have to satisfy him. I have to fulfill my duties of being his wife.

I forwarded my hands towards his pajama. I undid his ties. But his hand held my wrist stopping me from opening his pants.

"Nahi thakurain, Tum ye mat Karo."

[ No thakurain,  don't do this. ]

I was shocked, he clearly had the desire in his eyes, the need for me was there. I made his manhood stand tall in desire. He desires for me and I know that, but he doesn't want me to touch him?.

Is my interpretation about his feelings wrong? Is me touching my husband wrong? Does he not want me?.

Many questions were running around in my head. But I knew better than to assume.

"Par apne hame Patni ka sukh diya toh hum aapko ye sukh kyu nahi de sakte?"

[But you gave me the pleasure of a wife than why can't I give you the same?]

He had a doubtful expression. As if he had so much to say. He wanted to express so much but still hesitant.

"Aap humse Kuch bhi keh sakte hain, hum sunne ke liye hai yaha apki har baat, har taqleef."

[ You can share every thing with me. I'm here to listen to you, all your words, all your problems.]

Warmth was what lingered between us, as if he finally found someone, someone who can be there listening to him. As if he had never had someone to pour His heart out.

And I was glad he thought so about me. As his companion for life. As his wife.

"Thakura-.."

"Nahi"

[No.]

I cut him off and added.

"Hame hamare naam se bulaiye, Gauri kahiye hame."

[Call me by my name, call me Gauri.]

His eyes met mine, amazed and joyful.

He needed a better way of affection. The physical touch. I held his hands in mine and said.

"Kahiye na. "

[Say na.]

"Hamein achha laga, Jo tum hum se apne man me Rakhi baat keh deti ho 'Gauri', isiliye hum bhi tumhe Kuch kehna chahte hain."

[I felt nice, that you can say your mind to me Gauri,that's why I want to share something with you.]

I nodded in approval. He looked hurt and burdened by something, as if something was constantly giving him discomfort and pain.

"Hum-, Hamari Maa, Sagi Maa, jab hum 2 mahine ke the tab vo chal basi."

[ I. - my mother, birthmom,  when I was just 2 months old, she died.]

As if someone tore a major part of my heart, It was shattered and his eyes dropped low with a feeling that was similar to being pathetic and disloyal.

But I put my index finger below his chin and lifted up his head, looking directly into his eyes. I asked him to continue,  and I held his hand through.

"Rudra ki Maa Hamari sauteli Maa hain, lekin unhone Hame apna doodh pilaya hai. Shaadi ki thi hamare pita ne unse, aur Rudra jab hua tab bhi vo hame samhalne me lage rhi."

[ Rudra's mother, is my stepmom, but she fed me her breastmilk,  my dad married her, and when Rudra was born, still she was busy taking care of me.]

"Hamare bachpane me, hamne Rudra se uski Maa ke hisse ka pyaar le liya."

[In my childhood,  I took away the motherly love and care from him.]

"Shikaayatein hongi usko hamse, lekin-"

[ he must be upset with me, but-]

I was shocked that he held so much but I asked him to continue and pour his heart out and I was there to console him, hold him if he shattered.

"Humne dekha hai uski aankho me, vo chahta hai aapko, isiliye hum Chahte hai ki aapke saath pehli raat vo bitaye."

[I have seen in his eyes, he likes you a lot, so I want you to spend your first night with him.]

I knew how must he be feeling, I could sense the hurt and pain.

"Hmm"

I was touched by his emotions, how much he held love for his brother even when he was his half brother, but I had to ask it.

"Kya aap humse pyaar nahi karte Saheb?"

[ Do you not love me saheb?]

Scared and wronged. He was shocked that I said that but the next moment he said something that took all the doubts out of the window.

"Zindagi me pehli baar kisi se pyaar Kiya Hai humne Gauri, agar apko yakeen nahi hai hamare pyaar par toh khanjar se hamara seena cheer lijiye, ankhri saans me bhi aap ka naam niklega iss jism se."

[For the first time ever in my life I loved someone Gauri,if you don't believe in my love then stab my heart with a knife, even with  the last breath I will be wishpering your name.]

I could not hold the tears from escaping my eyes and he freed his hands from my grip.

He held my face from both the sides and neared his face to my cheeks, he kissed the tears and smooched my lips hard.

His tongue caressing my tongue, and his teeth biting and chewing my lips.

Finally he ended his kiss.

I pulled him to my chest placing his head on my boobs, hugged him. He laid next to me, now close to me.