Sex In Punjabi Wedding
Hi indian sex stories dot net readers I went to my roomie’s marriage to Delhi three days before his marriage. In the evening Sangeeth started and all Punjabi ladies started to dance and sing. Sometimes uncles mingled and danced with them. Those ladies were wearing embezzled sarees showing their waists, cleavages and naked backs. It was arousing evening for me as I have never seen such a glamorous marriage function in South India. Most people wear ethnic wear that almost cover their body but here almost every lady is showing off their body, irrespective of their sizes. I saw one lady who was most excited in the Sangeeth. She danced more energetically and that attracted lots of attention to her. She was wearing red and blue mixed embezzled saree with lots of stones. The saree was almost transparent and showed her big boobs covered in blouse. Her cleavage was visibly seen and her dance movements made her dress to move aside and showed her waists. I got hard-on and I stood there enjoying the evening. I noticed a girl, in her early 20s, dancing with more energy than that lady. She was wearing yellow and blue mixed lehnga which shown her thin waist line. Her cleavage was less compared to that lady but her face is beautiful. Her lips are full and sexy. Those red lipstick lips attracted me more and her kajal eyes pulled me towards her. Her back is almost naked; only one thin line of cloth was behind her back. It just increased my hard-on more. I didn’t notice that I was staring at her. But she noticed it and stared back at me. I turned away my glance. The song was over and my roomie introduced me to this girl. Her name is Sanjana. She said, “I thought all South Indians are black but you are not. Come dance with us.” “I am glad that I am able to break up one of the stereotypes you had. But I don’t know much about dancing.” “Huh, you guys are shy. Look at this uncle, dancing like drunken bear. I don’t think you will dance worse than him. I will teach you. Come, let’s dance.” I loved this Delhi side. In South India, I would have to wait for the right moment to talk with her and that too she should be alone. But here no one noticed our conversation and moreover, this girl, who I met few minutes ago, is asking me to dance with her. Dj put “aa ande amalapuram..” song and she performed typical Punjabi moves. I danced in South Indian style and everyone there liked it. The next song was “Nakaa muka..”. So I danced for this too and made a signature move from the song. Though I humbly said I don’t know much about dancing, I have danced in schools and colleges. They all liked it and clapped. Once it’s over, she praised my dance moves and that lady also gave her compliments. Her name is Apurva. Apurva gave me more than compliments. She touched my arms and shoulders while talking with her. She was bit flirty that time and then she turned her back to me and walked. I noticed her backless saree and her big ass swinging like pendulum. I have no idea how to control my lust and I want to fuck someone or at least masturbate to release the tension in my dick. I sat on the chair they have kept on the lawn. I was chewing a gum to pass away my boredom since my roomie is busy with his other works. Then Sanjana came to me and asked, “Give me a gum.” “You want my cum?” I asked her courageously. I don’t know how I have got courage to ask. I wished she didn’t notice the change in the pronunciation. But she smiled and said to me, “Yes, I want your cum. Give it to me.” She came closer to me and said the last sentence. She smiled nice. Her sweat smell, which must have appeared while dancing and her perfume smell got mixed and gave a new smell and I liked it. I gave her one chewing gum to her and she plucked it from my hand, brushed her hand with mine and put it into her mouth. She moved her mouth in an exaggerated way as if she is swallowing something. It aroused me and I looked around to see anyone is noticing us. Luckily no one gave a damn about this vast place. With a naughty smile, she left the place. I stood there with my dick inside my underwear jumping like a kid in the trampoline. Somehow I have to make a smart move and find a place if everything goes well. After a while, dinner started and people stood in the line to fill their plates. I took one plate and saw Sanjana. She was with her friends but I asked her to join me. She did as I requested. We were just talking casual things till that point. She asked about my relationship. “I am single for the last two months.” “Oh, that’s great. I thought you are gay.” I was drinking water, spat it out and said, “What? What made you think like that?” I couldn’t control my surprise. “Nothing specific. Just like that. You haven’t made any moves on me yet. You look at my eyes while talking. Are you sure that you are not gay?” She asked me with a naughty smile. “Ha ha ha. I am slow in these things as these things are totally new to me. I checked a few seconds ago, I am damn sure that I am straight.” What happened a few seconds ago?” “I met a sexy Punjabi girl who was way faster in her thinking than her dance moves. Because of her, my dick is standing in my underwear like a soldier in the parade.” She looked down at my bulge and laughed out loudly. She came closer to me and turned away and walked back to get some food. Now I need a place to fuck her. I don’t know what to do. We finished our dinner and I told her that I will call her in few mins. She left. I was searching for my roomie to arrange a place for me. As I was bit anxious and collided into somebody while searching for my roomie. It was Apurva. I told Apurva that I wanna sleep in separate place instead of roomie’s home as it was fully crowded and there is no AC in my allocated room. She said, “Take my house key. My husband and my kid sleep in the bedroom. You sleep in another room.” She touched my hand while giving the key. I looked in to her eyes.