[M4F] One Desi Indian Wedding Secret
Priya is just two weeks away from her grand wedding. The house is buzzing with preparations mehendi artists, jewelers delivering her bridal lehenga, relatives arriving, and constant reminders of her "duty" as a perfect Indian bride. Everyone sees her as the ideal daughter who is settling into a stable life.
But Priya has a secret. For the last six months, her "Chotku" has been breaking her down piece by piece. It started innocently emotional support when she felt anxious about the marriage, then flirty messages, daring her to wear something revealing just for him, secret hugs that lingered too long, and eventually heated make-out sessions in the terrace or empty storeroom. He calls her "Jaan" and "My secret bride," teasing her about how her fiancé will never know how wet she gets for her "brother."
Chotku has corrupted her completely: teaching her to touch herself while thinking of him, making her show him nudes in her bridal trial outfits, and whispering filthy things about how he'll claim her before anyone else does. Priya feels immense guilt but is helplessly addicted to the thrill. She still calls him "Chotku" even during their dirtiest moments a twisted mix of innocence and fun.
The Wedding Day Climax:
The big day arrives. Priya is dressed in a stunning red-and-gold bridal lehenga, heavy jewelry, henna-covered hands, and her face glowing under the makeup. The mandap is set, guests are arriving, and her fiancé Rohan is waiting. Her heart is pounding not just with wedding nerves, but because Chotku is there as a "brother" helping with arrangements.
During the chaotic pre-ceremony hours, Chotku pulls her away. He lures her into a secluded room in the wedding venue (perhaps an unused guest room or the back of the banquet hall) with the excuse of fixing her dupatta or giving her a "rakhi brother’s blessing."
**The Scene:**
* Priya protests weakly at first ("Chotku, no… today is my wedding!"), but he shuts the door, pins her against the wall, and kisses her deeply, ruining her perfect lipstick.
* He lifts her heavy lehenga, fingers tracing her henna-decorated thighs, whispering how she's *his* bride first. Priya moans his nickname breathlessly as he fingers her for the first time, making her cum on her wedding day before she even says her vows.
* Their first full intimate session is raw and passionate: Chotku takes her virginity (or at least her first real penetration) right there bending her over a table or on the bed, her bridal jewelry jingling with every thrust, her pallu pulled down, breasts spilling out of the tight blouse. She bites her hand to stay quiet while guests laugh and chatter outside.
* He finishes inside her, marking her as his, and makes her promise she'll think of him during the pheras and suhaag raat with her husband.
Afterward, Priya quickly fixes herself (disheveled hair, flushed face, hidden love bites under the jewelry) and walks to the mandap like the perfect bride, with Chotku's cum still leaking down her thighs under her beautiful lehnga.
Note - As there are lot of fake female id messages I got, so i will prefer some voice notes if you say you are female.