Mera Maan sirf mera hain! Thread2 COMPLETED p136 - Page 41

Part 46

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Dadima had arranged for someone to come and do her mehndi. Geet sat down and got her mehndi done as a new bride would. "Beta Muje bahut khushi hain ke Maan ne tume kabool kar liya, kal tum dono ka nikah hain". Geet blushed. These are the designs Geet chose on her hand and Feet.

She went to sleep with Dadima as Maan did not want to see Geet until she became his bride.

The next morning it was busy. Geet's beautician got her ready. Geet saw the lengha it was beautiful. It was white with diamontes and silver/gold embroidery. Geet tied her hair in a bun and wore a maang tika and bridal nose ring and the usual jewellery.

She looked like chaudivi ka chaand. The ceremony was only a family affair as Maaneet were married according to society but they wanted to make it authentic. Therefore, Maan decided to have the muslim ceremony. The Imam read the nikah and it was over within 20 minutes. Geet came out of the room and proceeded downstairs. Maan looked at the heavenly sight that befell him. He saw her every move. She looked her best he had ever seen her. Her smile had a skip to it. She was happy.

She slowly came down with Annie. "Bhabi Bhai ki halat kharaab hogai hain aapko dekh kar, aur kisi ki nazar lage na lag unn ki zaroor lage gi". Annie giggled. Dev was standing next to Maan. "Wowww bhai kitni gorgeous hain bhabi".

"Haan sach kaha tum ne bilkul aik hoor ki tara". Dev was shocked Maan complimenting Geet. She slowly came down her anklets making tinkling sounds. Dadima gave ashirwaad to both of them. She got black koyl and put it on Geet's neck. "Meri beti toh chaand ka tukda lag rahi hain". Maaneet hugged dadima and Maan grabbed her hand and both eyelocked. "Beta aaj ke baad aap sai miano main pati patni hogai hain, abi muje koi drama nahin chahiye acha?". Both nodded.

Geet saw Maan was wearing a black sherwani with silver work on his collar. She smiled at him and mouthed thank you. He nodded and smiled back. "Bhabi muje aapki menhdi dekhni hain". Geet showed Dev her hands. "Wah bhai wa kitna gehra rang hain na Annie, dadima look". Annie and dadima hovered around Maaneet. "Haan bhai bahut gehra hain, iss ka matlab pata hain kiya hain?" asked Annie.

"Kiya?" replied Dev.

"Iss ka matlab hain ke tumara bara bhai Maan Geet se bahut pyar karta hain aur karta rahe ga". She touched Maan's jaw lovingly. Maan arched his eyebrows at Geet. Geet looked down shyly.

"Acha Maan ab tum dono jao".

"Dadima kaha?" asked Geet.

"Wo Maan tume batai ga".

They met everyone and Maan asked for Geet's hand. She smiled and gave it. He walked out of the house. She came out in the field outside their house. Maan was silent he just kept looking at Geet's curious face. She saw a helicopter on the field.

"Maan ye kiya hain?"

"Helicopter, iss main bait ke chale ge" he gave her a sarcastic grin.

She pulled his arm and stopped him. "Wo toh muje bi pata hain lekin hum kaha ja rahe hain?"

Maan pulled her closer and whispered in her ear "Meri duniya main, humare honeymoon par". His husky voice sent shivers down her body. He helped her get in and he followed soon after.

"Captain island MK pe le chalo".

The helicopter started and Geet felt scared, she had never been on a helicopter before. Once there were in the skies Geet asked Maan."Maan island MK? Aap ne khareeda hain kiya?". Maan kissed her forhead "Haan maine khareeda hain humari suhaag raat keliye". Geet lowered her eyes and Maan using his finger tilted her chin to meet her eyes. "Geet I wanted our first time to be special". Geet looked out of the window and enjoyed the view. Meanwhile Maan admired her beauty. She looked like a princess in her bridal attire. Geet thought *Aur kitna hain jo main Maan Singh Khurana ke baare main nahin janti, he surprises me all the time*.

After a couple of hours Maan pointed outside. "Geet dekho Island MK". She looked at was mesmerised by the sight. It was breathtaking. The island was surrounded by water and there was a beautiful mansion on top. It was something you would see in movies. She looked at Maan with tears glistening she hugged him. This was the best surprise she had ever had.

The helicopter began to lower itself. It had gone dark the moon was full. Maan got out first and then helped Geet out. The air was breezy and the moon looked beautiful. The stars were adorning the sky. The atmosphere was so romantic it was arousing the sensations of their suhaag raat. The waves were making sweet sounds against the island. Geet was flabbergasted at the the extent Maan had gone to make their night special.

They walked a bit further and Geet saw a table for 2. It was candle lit dinner. "Maan ye sab kis ne kiya?"

"Uh mere staff ne, lekin fikar mat karo wo ghar chale gai hain. Yaha sirf main aur tum." He gave her bedroom eyes. He took her hand and led her to her seat. The food was put in hotpots so it stays warm. They were eating continental food. Geet was hungry she ate as much as she could.

Geet got up and went and began looking at the scenery. She could not get enough of it. "Geet aao main tume apna ghar dekhta hoon". Geet was lost in her thoughts. Maan looked at her intently. She was looking extravagant and the dark night further added beauty to her flawless fair complexion. Her lengha arms were short and Maan kept eyeing her slender arms. The beauty spot on her face further aroused him. She was dazzling in the dark. Geet sensed Maan was looking at her she turned her face and he was lost in her. "Maan kiya hua?". Maan came close and hugged her from behind and rested his face on her shoulders. "Soch raha hoon ke tum khubsoorat ho ya ye chaand".

"Baatein banana toh koi aap se seekhe". She broke their hug but Maan grabbed her dupatta.

"Geet main sach keh raha hoon". He traced her duppatta and came close and cupped her face.

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Maan: Aye chaand teri
Aye chaand teri chandni ki kasam
Mere paas bhi ek chaand hai
Tujhme to phir bhi daag hai
Mera chaand to bedaag hai
Teri dooriyon ki kasam,
mera chaand mere paas hai
Aye chaand teri
Aye chaand teri chandni ki kasam

Maan runs his hand down Geet slender arms. She hyperventilates and hugs him tightly.

Maan: Kiranon se bhari subaha ho,
taaro se bhari shaam
Maujo mein tera chehraa,
phoolon mein tera naam
Mere mehboob sanam, tu mera ehsaas hai
Aye chaand teri chandni ki kasam

Maan picks her up and places her on their mansion wall. She is feeling shy at the words of Maan describing her beauty.

Geet:Aa ha aa ha...mm hmmm...

Geet lowers her eyes and begins singing nervously.
Geet:Tareef karo na itni tum,
saansen hai ruki jaati

She touches her chest as if to stop herself breathing heavily. She comes off the wall and looks the other way to avoid Maan's touch.
Geet: Aati hai sharam si mujhko,
aankhen hai jhuki jaati

Maan touches her bare stomach and she is feeling aroused. She closes her eyes and grabs his sherwani collar and hugs him tightly.
Geet: Meri dhadkanon mein sanam,
har ghadhi teri pyaas hai

She kisses his exposed chest. Maan picks her up in his arms and twirls her about. They eyelock and Maan sings and kisses her forhead gently. He makes his way inside their mansion.


Maan: Aye chaand teri
Aye chaand teri chandni ki kasam
Mere paas bhi ek chaand hai
Tujhme to phir bhi daag hai
Mera chaand to bedaag hai
Teri dooriyon ki kasam,
mera chaand mere paas hai
Aye...ohhh...ohh...

"Geet khush?" Maan asked her whilst taking her up the stairs. She nodded shyly. "Aik baat kahoo tum aik phool ki tara ho so light". After a 30 seconds they had reached their master bedroom. "I would have shown the house but we will see it later mmmhhh?" he said naughtily. She smiled shyly looking down.

Geet's breathing was deterioting. She was getting butterflies. Her body felt like it was shaking. Maan put her down slowly. She looked around. The bedroom had a super king size heart shaped bed with red and white lacy satin covers. There were matching heartshaped cushion and pillows. The bedroom had lots of scented candles. The bed was decorated with fresh flowers. She could see a glass of milk and exotic fruits and a box of chocolates. She was blushing at what was to come her way.

Maan came closer and asked "Kaisa laga mera surprise?"

"More than any girl will ever dream". Maan saw that she was really nervous he smiled and took her hands "Geet you can trust me I will look after you". She nodded. "Geet muje tumse kuch kehna hain, ke humare beech jo bi tanz tah wo joota tah, maine tume hamesha chaha hain lekin kabi uss ka ikraar nahin kiya. Aaj humari suhaag raat hain toh main chahta hoon ke hum apne dil ki baat aik doosere se kare. Geet main tume apne dil aur aatma se apni biwi manta hoon. I love you Geet". Geet looked up and cupped his face with tears in her eyes. "Aap bi na! Maan God ke baad aap hi mere sab kuch hain. Aap ne muje nai zindagi di aur muje uss narak se nikala...I love you too Maan". She uncontrollably hugged him. Maan ran his sexy hand under her dupatta to access her delicate back. He pulled away "I love you more" and kissed her lips urgently. She was beginning to kiss back but her nose ring came in the way. "Geet I don't want to damage your nose". Geet began to take her nose ring off and he took the pin that was holding it on her hair.

"Geet tum itne bhaari lenghe main aur jewellery main uncomfortable ho chalo main utaar deta hoon" He said teasingly. He walked her to the dressing table and faced her towards the mirror. He slid her dupatta off. "Geet tume pata hain tum kitni khubsoorat ho". She shook her head. He gently took her maang tika off. "Bahut". She smiled and looked down. "Aur aaj tumari khair nahin". She looked at his face in the mirror that looked like a wild lion. She blushed and inhaled sharply. He kissed her ears and took her earrings off. "Geet aaj humari zindagi ka sabse khubsoorat din hoga". He touched her neck and unclasped her necklace. "Aur tum mera saat do gi". He began taking her bangles off. "Bolo na". She began to heave heavily. He noticed her chest raising and falling. He smiled at the effect he was having on her. In one swift motion he undid her hair. He began smelling her hair. He nuzzled close "Bolo na Geet". He pushed her body against him. "Ouch!"

"Kiya hua Geet". He pulled away looking at her flawless face. "Kuch nahin aapki sherwani chub rahi hain".

"Acha?" he smirked. He began unbuttoning it infront of her. Geet thought *Ye kiya kar diya maine*. He pulled it off and then his vest. He was topless now. Geet felt weak at the sight before him. He was damn sexy. His body was perfect. He was toned in the right places. His biceps were so big any women will feel safe in them. She was getting aroused. She dryly choked. "Geet kiya hua?".

"Kuch nahin" she pretended.

"Muje aise dekh kar Sharma rahi ho" he gave her bedroom eyes. She began moving backwards. "Nahin toh main kyon sharmane lagi?". She banged against the wall. She looked back only to see Maan really near her. She looked into his eyes that had unspoken wild passionate desires. He inched closer and put his sexy biceps either side. "Geet tume sharmane ki koi zaroorat nahin ye sab is for your eyes only". Geet looked at him and then his chest. She placed her hands on his chest and caressed it using her long slender hands. "Maan your really handsome". "Handsome?"

"Haan aur very fit and hot". She caressed his back. "Acha tumari himmet toh bar rahi hain" he teased her about getting bold. She made a baby face and was about to walk off. He pinned her against the wall and pushed himself against her body. "But I love it".

He lowered his chiselled face and began kissing her ears and whispered "I love you my sexy wife, your really turning me on". She moaned hearing his husky voice. He moved lower to her neck whilst cupping her breasts which were covered with her heavy embroidered choli. Maan bent lower and kissed her over her breasts. Geet placed her hands against the wall. "Maan". He stood straight and looked at a highly aroused Geet. She pulled him from the neck and both broke into a deep kiss. Maan gave her lots of wet kisses. She began kissing his bare shoulders and biting them in between. He traced her face with his tongue, she shivered at the touch. Maan intensified the kiss by biting her lips and neck. She pulled him closer to feel his manhood but due to her heavy lengha she could not feel it. Maan started undoing her dori whilst placing small kisses on her face.

She began to feel wet. Sensing the urge of his wife he scooped her in his arms and took her to their heart shaped bed. "Lets make love baby". Geet shyly looked down. He placed her on the bed. She saw the milk and picked it to give it to him. He took the glass "Tume kiya lagta hain ke Maan Singh Khurana ki isski zaroorat hain, I will drink it later". He put the milk back on the side. Maan pulled the remain dori with his teeth. She was aroused with his touch. He began placing small kisses on her back. "Maan aisa mat karo" she closed her eyes. "Agar main aisa nahi karoo ga toh hum aik kaise ho ge, I want to love you all night". She surrendered with his words. He slowly slid her choli "This journey is scary but it will be worth it I promise, I will look after you". She felt shy he was going to see her naked she buried her face and hugged him. He giggled. She was dressed in a white lacy lingerie. He took his hand down and unzipped her lengha and pushed it down. He got up and pulled the remaining off her legs. He got up and undid his naara and took his shalwar off. He was in his Armani black boxers. Geet looked up and the manly sight infront of him.

She saw how he was so sexy. Her lowered to the big bulge. He was fully aroused. He came on top of her. "Maine socha you will be shy so I should undress myself so you feel comfortable". He held her from her waist and began kissing her breasts and sucking them. She arched her back and he lifted her leg over his hip. His manhood was aligned with her middle. "Today we won't stop half way I am going to love you and fill you proper". Maan started to give her long lovebites. She was finding it hard to control him but she let him enjoy her. "Your so delicious". He tasted her mouth and began kissing her navel. He left her anklets as he loved the sound of her writhing under him. He rubbed himself against her. After a long while of kissing her all over. He unclasped her bra and took it off. He nuzzled into her and hugged feeling each others bare chests. After a while he teasingly took her lacy white briefs off. He pleasured her using his fingers and she held his hand when he was going rough.

Maan stood on his knees and pulled Geet up. "Geet help me take my boxers off". Geet shyly pulled them down and was shocked at the size of him. He smiled proudly seeing her shock. "It is not as scary as it looks, you can touch it now". Geet started placing her hands and feeling him but she wanted him inside her. Maan lay back fully hard by now. He gently parted her and lowered himself. "Geet you are mine today". With those words he took a cream and placed it inside her so she would not hurt. He slid inside perfectly breaking her virginity. She gasped in pleasure as he began pleasing her and building a rhythm. He took her hands and handlocked them. She tried matching him up. He continued biting and kissing her neck. "Geet are you ok?" she murmured a response. He took her lips and French kissed her. She moaned. He parted her legs and accessed her further. She began to pant with him and he pulled her hair in wild passion. "Are you loving this Geet? Does it feel good?". He began thrusting in a sensitive spot. She clawed his back. He realised and began pleasuring her by quick thrusts. She moaned and moaned till she uncontollaby screamed. She shuddered with the high volatage peak. "Hang on baby now its my turn". He went aggressive and thrust hardly into her till he moaned and collapsed on top of her.

He turned on his back and brought her on his chest content. "Geet muje wo dood dena". She handed him the milk while she covered herself with the spread. Both sat up and fed each other chocolate and fruit. Maan pulled Geet close and began kissing her all over. "Maan abi toh kiya humne". She tried to stop him.

"Toh tumne samja ke aik baar kar ke bas. Abi toh muje bahut si position try karni hain, aur waise bi the night is young". Geet was shocked. He rolled her on top of him and lowered her on top him beginning to make love again. "Humari suhaag raat hain aur waise bi get use to Maan Singh Khurana, kyonki tumari har raat aisi hogi". He gave her bedroom eyes while touching her curves. She lowered her mouth and said "Your so naughty MK". She gave a kiss and he replied "So toh hoon".

All night Maan tried various positions with his bride. While Geet was finding it hard to match him. But she was happy that she was getting the love she always craved for all her life. Her lips were bruised her eyes were puffed, her neck was damaged, her middle was sore. But she felt a complete women now. Maan Singh Khurana's wife. She slept with a smile on her face recovering from their wild passionate night. Things could never be better. She woke up and kissed his chest "I love you Maan". He kissed her head "I love you too sexy". Both fell back asleep holding each other in their arms while the morning waves crashed against their Island.