Chapter 4: Climax
The room was thick with awkward silence and the scent of sandalwood incense. A Jasmine garland hung from the ceiling fan, lazily swaying to the rhythm of the blades. Small metallic bells adorned the white cloth that covered the marital bed, its sheets smooth, creased, and neatly tucked.
Surya sat on the edge of the bed, gaze fixed on the floor, hands clenched together. His heart drummed rapidly in his chest. The combination of fear and arousal suffused him.
His cock twitched, betraying the current turmoil of emotions. This was meant to be an arranged marriage examination; however, it took a surprising turn when Bhavani announced her intention for an intimate body inspection.
Bhavani, a stout woman in her late fifties with short salt-and-pepper hair, wearing an elegant red silk saree, wiped her sweaty palms on her hips. More than him, she seemed to be the most uncomfortable. She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling beneath the garment.
"Right, let us begin the inspection."
Next to him, Lakshmi leaned closer, offering a reassuring smile. "Remember, Surya, you are a man now. Be proud of who you are and be confident." She patted his thigh, then stood up, giving Bhavani space to maneuver around the bed.
Surya's mother, sitting in one corner of the room, raised her hands up as if begging him for better results.
"Beta, make me proud today. I need this marriage to go forward. This is an important step for you and our family." Surya took a deep breath and nodded his head in her direction, signaling that he understood her and his responsibilities as the only son and heir.
Bhavani cleared her throat, breaking the tense atmosphere in the room.
"Let us begin with the physical examination. Please remove your lower garments, Surya."
Before he could react, Lakshmi moved between his legs, smiling up at him through thick eyelashes. "Let me help you with that," she murmured, nimble fingers working on the strings of his dhoti.
Meanwhile, Padma, another middle-aged woman, sauntered toward the bed, hands on hips. She was one of the elders in the bride's family, responsible for ensuring the purity and suitability of the groom. Surya felt his cheeks flush at the attention.
With a wink, Padma reached out to touch his face. "Nandini is eagerly awaiting you. Do not disappoint her, young man."
At her touch, the heat within Surya surged.
Though he had tried to resist the urges, the immense sexual attraction overwhelmed him. He desired Nandini as much as she desired him, but their path to union had its obstacles.
Lakshmi whispered to him, urging him to unveil his body. He slowly complied, heat rising to his cheeks, as the women scrutinized his lean muscled form. Each curve, each angle was put under their meticulous gaze, with each detail noted as if they were appraising a prized solid gold statuette.
Lakshmi playfully tapped his now bare thigh. "Up, young man. Stand tall for them."
As Surya obeyed, Bhavani approached, her brows furrowed in concentration, and finally, after what felt like an eternity of tense moments, she gave an approving nod.
Then her eyes dropped to his stiffening cock, and she swallowed hard.
Surya felt uncomfortable again, sweating profusely, with his stiff manhood now in the open, exposed for their viewing pleasure.
Bhavani examining his hard length didn't last long. Swallowing hard, she coughed and averted her eyes. "Very well, weight, good physique, and highly potent," she mumbled, jotting down notes in a little book.
Surya's discomfort faded as the women's wandering eyes and the scent of lust swirling in the air ignited a spark within him.
Lakshmi pressed her full breasts against Surya's arm, helpfully guiding his hands to explore their lush pulchritude.
"You like this, no? Now imagine Nandini's young breasts on your chest, full and ripe, just waiting for you to pluck and taste." Her voice, a throaty whisper, sent a shiver down Surya's spine.
The blood in his veins pulsed with fervent desire. His stiff cock twitched, eagerly awaiting the warm channel that craved to be filled.
"Beta, you will take Nandini like a warrior," Lakshmi praised, expertly unclasping her blouse.
Cupping her breasts, she pressed them together and leered at Surya provocatively. "You want these, no? Just like your soon-to-be wife's. Test them, see how soft they are."
Surya swallowed, his mind filled with lips parted in pleasure, breasts damp with perspiration, and nipples begging for his tongue. The energy in the room crackled with lust, and he gritted his teeth against an ache he couldn't describe.
Slowly, he shelled Brahma as his cheering aunt would put it.
Lakshmi grinned at Surya's feasting eyes and let him revel in the sight. He eagerly squeezed her ample breasts, kneading the soft flesh like clay. Surya copied every move his eager aunt initiated, exploring fleshy mounds, seemingly bewitched by the bouncing, swaying mounds.
Meanwhile, the other women turned away from Surya, focusing on the stack of gifts piled in gratitude on the bed.
Padma stood in the corner, her eyes narrowed with determination. She had been silent throughout the entire examination, but she was anything but pleased with the situation.
Determined to take matters into her own hands, she crossed her arms and marched toward Surya, her expression stern and foreboding.
In an instant, the room went silent, a tension filling the air as everyone paused their actions, sensing a shift in the energy.
Surya stopped touching Lakshmi's breasts, watching as Padma stepped closer, her voice low and ominous as she spoke her next words.
"Padma, what are you doing?" Bhavani asked, worry clouding her features.
Ignoring her, Padma pointed a finger at Surya, her words staccato as she delivered her orders.
"Surya, I want you to take Lakshmi right now.
Show her your strength, your prowess," Padma demanded, her stern voice echoing in the still room.
Surya stared at Padma for a moment, a mixture of fear, confusion, and swirling desire coursing through him.
"Do as she says," Lakshmi purred, her previous playfulness replaced by something darker, hungrier.
Without another word, she undid her saree, letting it glide off her curves and onto the floor. Underneath, she wore a red blouse and matching lacy panties.
The thin fabric hugged her waist and slipped between her inviting ass cheeks.
"Surya, come here and take me like you would Nandini," Lakshmi demanded, her voice rasping like sandpaper.
Unable to resist, Surya stepped forward, standing side by side with the experienced woman. She wrapped her arm around his midsection, pulling him to her side.
Her breasts, heavy with desire, pillowed into his chest, and her fingers traced a path downward, wrapping around his rock-hard erection eagerly waiting for its moment.
"Goddess," he whispered, his breath hitching as Lakshmi tightened her grip around his throbbing shaft.
The room seemed to close around them, and Surya's heart raced in his chest, echoing in his ears. The scent of arousal hung thick in the air, a fragrance that invigorated the sexual hunger coursing through every part of them.
A bead of precum emerged from Surya, trickling down the taut skin of his erection, rewarding Lakshmi's efforts.
But before he could register the sensation, the atmosphere in the room shifted dramatically.
The women gasped in unison as Bhavani ordered, "Now, Surya! They take your cock suddenly and put it in Nandini's virgin pussy!"
In an instant, Surya was pulled away from Lakshmi, who appeared equally shocked as the other women in the room.
Nandini's face came into view, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders, her eyes wide and filled with a mix of fear and desire.
He felt the warmth of her silken flesh as Bhavani positioned his manhood at the entrance of Nandini's hymen.
He couldn't help but stare at her full breasts, and his cock twitched in anticipation.
One final nudge of Bhavani's hearty hand set the tip of his shaft inside Nandini's cunt. Surya shivered as his big, hard cock felt the slick, hot tightness of Nandini's virgin pussy.
"Christ, fuck, she's tight!" He couldn't help the curses that left his lips.
Bhavani smiled with satisfaction, nodding at Surya to proceed.
He looked down, his heart pounding faster as Nandini wrapped her slender arms around his neck, her breasts pressed into his chest. He felt so incredibly aroused that the anticipation alone was enough to drive him wild with desire.
Carefully, Surya plunged deeper into Nandini's tight warmth. His groans mingled with her sighs, making an intimate symphony of pleasure.
"Oh God, Surya!" she cried out, her fingers gripping his shoulders so tightly that he knew she would leave fingernels imprints on his skin.
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Her words pushed him to reach the depths of her no-longer-virgin vagina. With each thrust, his balls slapped her skin, leaving a wet mark as her arousal mingled with sweat on her thighs.
Surya glanced at his aunt-turned-instigator, who nodded encouragingly. Lakshmi slipped a hand down her stomach, her red blouse gaping in the front to reveal her ripe breasts, giving away the growing pleasure inside her.