[M4F] - Suhagraat at a Desi Household

I sighed heavily with my eyes closed as I pressed my forehead outside the bedroom door. The last couple of months had been a blur. One moment, I was walking home from work - exhausted and drained, thinking about my next bonus and bills and then I was dragged inside the living room by my aunt and mother. In their determined and fiery eyes, I could see what they were trying to do the moment I saw their subtle smirks. Gulping hard as I raced my mind how to get out of this predicament, they remained undeterred and started showing me your picture on a mobile screen while they tried to gauge my reaction, "Kaisi hai? Ache ghar ki hai."

However, before I could cut them off, they interjected and shot me down with a firm scolding, "Buhut ho giya hai. Umar ja rahi hai tumhari. Shadi kar lo."

So, here I was now. After a few passing meetings, bashful smiles, glancing looks and a simple, middle-class wedding ceremony, I was standing outside 'our' room.

With my forehead still pressed against the door, I turned my head a little and saw my weary self in the mirror across the hall. Scared and anxious out of my mind, I didn't fully know how to proceed with the night since I barely knew you. One of the many reasons why arranged marriages sucked. You didn't even know who you got married off to and now your family expected you to get to know and share a room with a pure stranger.

"Fuck me..."

I resigned myself with another sigh as I came to terms with my fate. This was my life now... and there was no going back.

Looking down to make sure that I looked presentable, I had already changed into some casual clothes which were a white shalwar kameez. All in all, I was an average guy from an South-Asian household, and I was about to share some alone time with my.... my wife.

That statement still felt odd inside my head.

"You got this", I muttered to myself - trying to muster some semblance of courage. I had a few flings in my life, here and there, but nothing was more intimate than living the rest of your life with a single person, right?

I took another deep breath and pushed open the door before stepping inside gingerly. As I entered, the room was dimly-lit with the fragrance of roses in the air. Locking up the door behind me, I took a sweeping glance around before I saw you sitting on the bed surrounded by rose petals. You looked almost nervous as me as I saw you looking at your hands with a blush on your face before I cleared my throat and asked nervously, "Umm.. Y-You comfortable?"

. . . . .

Hello. I'm Sami. I'm 27 years old. I stand at a height of 6'1" with a lean build. I have messy-slicked back, short black hair and brown eyes with green specks in them. My skin tone lies between fair and light-brown.

My kinks are open-ended and can match yours and I'm open to anything. I can write in Hindi, Urdu and English. Further details can be explored once your reach out.

PMs and Discord preferred.

Looking forward to hearing from you.