Raina~ "Stop pacing back and forth, you will get tired" I snapped my head back at my sister who had just spoken to me for the first time after her shutting down of her engagement. Well shutdown is not a good way to use it. But who cares? "Why do you care? You did not care when you were about to skap me in front of the whole world, then why now?" I ask. She rolled her eyes abd then sharpened them at me "I do not care but I know, how much of an attention seeker you are. Everyone's focus will turn to you from the baby." I gulped the painful lump down my throat. My eyes watered abd my heart hurt badly, her words has sliced it painfully. Attention seeker is that what she thinks of me. "Why do you hate me so much?" I ask because I want to know why she postures me. It's not like that I and Tara have had the best relationship in the past. We always had that bittersweet relationship, we fought but reconciled at the end. Because she was a little closer to my age than my other siblings. Bu
Raina~ "Why did you forgive Daniel?" I ask, my voice sounding as curious as a cat's. Trupti looked at me, she put Snow Angie beside her and tucked her under the blanket. "Because I love him and I can't see myself without him" she replied and I rolled my eyes. Fucking Typical."So, your so-called love won you over yourself respect" I gritted out. I know it should not concern me, but I still can't digest the fact that my sister is so weak that she forgave her cheating husband. "Raina, I and Daniel have been together for our whole life, we have been through so many obstacles and hurdles in our path. But we made it out. He never once left me, he has always been by my side, he is my shield my strength. Yes, I decided to forgive him because his one mistake can not outturn all his good deeds. It cannot change the fact that he is my best friend, the best husband in the world, who loves me so much." I frowned, his one mistake could not outturn all his good deeds? What does she mean by that
Agastya~ I shut my eyes, as I heard her fading footsteps. The main four banged with a utter force. Fucking fuck again. "She is upset, would not you go after her?" Trupti asks, and I hold the little baby tighter against my chest. I did not reply to her, just kept the baby closer to me. She is the only comfort I am getting right now. She is so perfect and little, her tiny body fits so perfectly into my arms. I wonder what if I have my own baby with Raina? Will he or she be this cute and little? Will I be able to love it more than anything? "You know, Raina is the most sensitive baby of our family, Agastya. A little action caused her great ache. All three of us were so jealous of her because everyone gave her more attention and more love than us. She is not someone you should hurt. She is not strong enough to handle all of this. She loves you Agastya, she was here for the whole week in the name of taking care of me and the baby. But I know better, something between you two. I can s
Agastya~ "So, you are obsessed with me but do not love me?" she asks with such innocent eyes, that it was getting impossible for me to control myself to not pound into her tight cunt right away. I caressed her soft cheek "I obsessively love you, my Raina. My wife, my everything. God, I do not know what I would do without you?" I say and resting my head against her. "You know you are the first woman I have ever been with, physically and emotionally," I say and interlocked our fingers. I heard a gasp. "I took your virginity, Agastya? But how is it possible, you are so handsome, woman envy me because I am your wife, then how come you were still a virgin before me?" a chuckle left from my mouth as the pride and ego was evident in her voice. She likes it when other women envy her. My little cat. "Because you are my primal, my carnal, my only desire, Raina. I thought about being with another woman, before our marriage but always failed. I could only imagine you, only think about you. Y
Raina~ "Good morning, baby.”I wake up to the husky voice of my Husband. He peppers kisses down my neck while slowly caressing my tits. After last night’s shenanigans, we didn’t bother dressing up; we just stayed in bed and slept.I try to go back to sleep, but he doesn’t stop. From behind me, I can feel his morning wood poking my ass, and I grin.I love Agastya’s dick, it’s long, thick, and slightly curved. When he fucks me, which he does so well, I can always feel the tip of his dick on my G-spot.Agastya continues trailing kisses down my neck and slowly moves his hands to cup my boobs. My nipples are already sensitive from last night’s nipple sucking. He knows this and knows exactly how to tease me.Softly touching my left nipple, Agastya softly kisses just under my ear, the double stimulation had me moaning softly, and I feel his dick twitch slightly. Slowly he moves his hand to the right nipple and pinches it. I yelp, but he caresses it softly, numbing the discomfort.Agastya sl
Raina~ I open the kind of letter I got from dad, just today in the morning. And it's already evening now. Agastya finally went to Hospital after Being wrapped up in blanket in each other's embrace whole morning. And to be honest, I wanted to read this in private. Because it feel like mine and dad thing. The first line had me smiling ear to ear. How I met your mother~ Part - 1The bright rays of the sun fell upon her, grazing her brown skin which almost looked like gold. Her long straight black hair was let loose, cascading to her waist. I want to twirl them around my fingers, they seem so soft. She looked so soft. As if no rawness has ever touched her. I was watching her from afar, as she draped her long scarf (dupatta) around her waist and danced. I was just awe-struck, by the way her giggle echoed, her eyes shining like bright sparkling stars. Her body was sensual, perfectly carved with luminous curves. I was enchanted, I did not who was she. I had never seen her before at m
Raina~ My journey from a contracted husband to a father ~ 2 It was a new country and totally a different culture for my wife. It's not like that immigrants are not allowed, but a white marrying a brown is still not as much acceptable. I thought Malini would be shocked by my luxurious car which came to pick us up, but she wasn't. She knew I was rich and didn't care. We did not speak a single word, she was looking outside of the window and I was looking at her. Draped in a red saree, lips coated in red paint, her cheeks flushed, and a beautiful dot was in the middle of her brows. I married a goddess. I wanted to hold her hand with mine but did not. We arrived in the posh area of Chicago where the old riches lived. We got out of the car, and this time she held my hand tightly, she looked scared. "Your house is big" she whispered and I squeezed her hand gently, reassuring her that everything would be fine. I am with her. We walked inside our home, and every pair of eyes was on us.
Raina~ I wept with my dada's letter against my chest. How could he do this to me? I have heard his and mom's story all my life. And he knows how much we enjoy it. My phone pinged and I turned it on, it was a message from my dad. It was a voice note, precisely. I clicked on the play button "I love you, Raybean" My heart melted, and soon I heard him saying my childhood name. More tears escape from my eyes until they turn into painful sobs again. I miss him so much. My dad, god, how can I forget that he is all alone? He needs me more than ever and I left him in my ego, in my stupid anger. I feel so ashamed of myself right now that I want to die. I felt a pair of hands grabbing my shoulders and shaking me gently, calling out for my name. I looked up and saw my husband's concerned eyes. I jumped in his arms, and he held me tight against his chest. He stroked my back gently and kissed the top of my head. "Don't cry baby" he cooed and I clutched onto his jacket. I miss my dada, I miss