Mahabharat 18+

Vikarna, Duryodhana's young brother everyone thought that he is different then Duryodhan. And he is different, he is kind and loving only on the outside.

Inside a closed room he is the real monster who loves fucking and wants Draupadi.

Draupadi married to 5 men, in the starting her life was good but as time passes they married other woman who they didn't have to share and forgot Draupadi.

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It was late at everyone was sleeping, while in a room that was lite with diya, there was a women wearing just a lehanga skirt that pulled up to her waist.

Her legs wide open and 3 fingers deep inside her, she was moaning begging for someone's dick it has been soon long since someone fucked her.

All she wanted was a big dick in her pink hole just then the door opened and Vikarna walked in.

He was walking towards his room after fucking the dasi, he was leaving when he heard a moan.

He looks towards the sound emanating from Draupadi's room, a soft melody that seems to weave through the air like a gentle breeze.

The sound is enchanting, drawing him in closer, as if it carries with it the very essence of her beauty and grace. Draupadi, the most beautiful woman he has ever laid eyes on, is a vision that captivates his heart and mind.

Her long, flowing hair cascades down her back like a waterfall of midnight silk, while her skin glows with a warmth that seems to radiate from within.

Her eyes, deep and expressive, hold the mysteries of the universe, inviting him to explore the depths of her soul.

All he wanted to do was kiss her, to feel the softness of her lips against his, and to taste the sweetness that he imagines must linger there. The mere thought sends shivers down his spine, igniting a passion within him that he can barely contain.

He dreams of holding her close, enveloping her in his arms as he whispers sweet nothings into her ear.

Every moment spent in her presence feels electric, charged with an energy that leaves him breathless and yearning for more.

To make her his forever is an aspiration that fills his thoughts with longing and hope. He envisions a life where they share laughter and joy, where their hearts beat as one, and where the world outside fades away in the warmth of their love.

He imagines their shared moments—quiet evenings spent under the stars, playful banter that fills the air with joy, and the comfort of knowing that they belong to each other.

Yet, he is acutely aware of the challenges that lie ahead. The complexities of their lives and the world around them threaten to intrude upon this dream.

Still, in this moment, all that matters is the deep connection he feels with Draupadi, and the burning desire to make her his, to cherish her and to protect her for all eternity.

And today she was right in front of him naked with her fingers deep in her. He walked in walking closer to her he could hear her moan.

He removed his clothes and layed on top of Draupadi, she opened her eyes and was about to push Vikarna away from him when he pushed his fingers in her causing her to moan loudly.

He kiss her lips while moving his fingers in and out of her, after a while he began to explore her body with a sense of curiosity and excitement.

His hands gently cupped her breasts, feeling the warmth and softness of her skin beneath his fingertips.

As he leaned closer, he could see the way her body responded to his touch, and it fueled his desire even more.He couldn't help but admire the way her curves formed perfectly, drawing him in.

With a playful grin on his face, he started to tease her, his fingers gliding over her skin, tracing delicate patterns.

The atmosphere was charged with a mix of anticipation and passion as he leaned in, his lips brushing against her soft flesh.

He began to play with her breasts, biting and sucking gently, savoring every moment. The sensation of his warm mouth against her skin sent shivers down her spine, igniting a fire within her.

As he continued, he watched her reactions intently, eager to discover what brought her the most pleasure.

Her soft gasps and the way she arched her back encouraged him to explore further. He took his time, relishing the taste and feel of her as he alternated between gentle nibbles and tender kisses, creating a rhythm that matched their growing intimacy.

Each movement was deliberate, as he aimed to heighten the connection they shared.

The room was filled with an electric energy, a blend of laughter and sighs that echoed off the walls. It was a moment of pure bliss where time seemed to stand still.

He felt a deep sense of satisfaction in knowing that he was bringing her joy, and in return, he felt a wave of affection wash over him.

They were lost in their own world, a space where only the two of them existed, and nothing else mattered.

Then he finally pushed himself in her, she screamed loudly feeling him in her she was moaning begging for more.

He moved with an intensity that was more fervent than before, adopting an animalistic pace that left her breathless and bewildered.

Each thrust was powerful and relentless, driving her to the brink of madness. She could hardly keep her composure as the rhythm escalated, overwhelming her senses and igniting a fire within her that she hadn't known existed.

His every movement was charged with a primal energy, as if he were completely consumed by the moment and lost in the depths of desire.

As he pushed deeper, she felt a mix of pleasure and chaos swirling inside her. It was as though he was tapping into something raw and untamed, a connection that transcended mere physicality.

The world around them faded away, leaving only their bodies entwined in a dance of urgency and need.

The sound of skin against skin echoed in the air, punctuating the atmosphere with an electrifying tension that made her heart race.

With each deep thrust, the sensations intensified, blurring the lines between pleasure and pain.

She felt herself teetering on the edge, caught in the throes of an ecstatic surrender that threatened to unravel her completely. Her body responded instinctively, arching towards him, craving more of that intoxicating connection.

It was a wild ride, an exhilarating plunge into the depths of passion where every moment felt like an eternity, and every gasp echoed the unrelenting desire that coursed through them.

As he reached his peak, his movements became more frantic, more desperate. She could feel the culmination of their fervent union building, a tidal wave of emotion crashing over them.

He finally released himself, pouring everything he had deep inside her, marking her in a way that felt both possessive and liberating.

In that moment, they were bound together, lost in a whirlwind of sensation and connection that left them both breathless and craving more. The room was charged with an energy that lingered, a testament to the raw, untamed experience they had just shared.