Fantasy Samverse: Samantha & Chai Novel - Ayurvedic Treatment For My Wife

[Saravroman]

Chapter 29 - BONUS chapter from Season 1 dedicated to active readers

[Readers:

1. This episode was originally not there in my plotline at this stage. I started writing this BONUS episode in Season 1 primarily for the most valuable patron of this thread, SILVERSTONE93 Bro, since he asked for Amala multiple times. Certain other readers like Aryaman too asked for her. I dedicate this to Silverstone93,  Longindian_axe (who expressed interest in voyeur/exhibitionism themes), Babyma, Kalyan143, Aryaman, Ranjith27, Mr Strange, Raviraj45 and many other active readers of this thread.

2. Readers who are fans of the real Amala or interested in knowing her more – check her out in her prime age in Agni Natchatiram (tamil) movie particularly the song Roja Poo Aadivandhadhu.

3. As regards the character Amala in my story, she is just 45, having been married and giving birth to Chai at quite an early age. And she is still a ravishing figure at this age.]

Amala, Chai's mom

 

After sending Samantha to the first night room, Amala went to her bedroom where Vivek was already sleeping. As she laid on the bed, she is thinking of her son’s marriage. Her thoughts go to what her son and DIL would be doing! What will Chai be doing now? She wonders! He is such an innocent boy. Wonder if he knows what to do. “Amala, what are you thinking? Mothers will be mothers. But boys will be boys too” she thinks. “He is a grown-up man. He is not your little boy any longer. He is now the husband of the lovely Samantha.” And as she imagines them both together, she giggles to herself.

Amala imagining her son & DIL together in bed

Then she thinks of Samantha. She remembers how the entire village and family and guests were eyeing Samantha’s beauty! How they compared Samantha with her own beauty! "She is even more beautiful than elder Bahu", they said. She felt so proud of herself and smiles. She is not jealous of her daughter in law. She is happy for Chai. She is also enthralled by Samantha’s beauty. She remembers the time Samantha hugged her and how their breasts rubbed against each other. She thinks and starts to unknowingly sweats slightly. Suddenly a flash of thought: what will Samantha be like in bed?

Amala imagines Samantha nude (pic credits: batboy22)

 

She imagines Samantha naked in bed. She imagines Samantha naked with Chai in bed. And now her mind plays an evil trick on her. And for a split second she imagines Samantha naked and hugging her liked she did just a while ago and… fucking her with a cock… That was a totally random thought & totally weird thought. For Amala, it was instantly repelling. How can I think of nasty things like this about a woman? That too my own daughter-in-law? “What has happened to you, Amala?” she thinks. Amala feels ashamed. She knows it is just a random thought but given her conservative mind and environment it was a big deal for her.

Amala imagines Samantha fucking her

To divert her mind from this impure thought, Amala shifts her thought to her own sex life with Vivek. It was 2 months since the last time they fucked. Sex had become mechanical. Vivek would just wake her up randomly at night and hump for a good 20 minutes and be done. Truth be said, she had long lost the appetite for S-E-X. Or so she thought! Strangely today, on her son’s consummation night she was feeling the heats. And embarrassingly, she was feeling the heats for her DIL. For the first time in many, many years, she took the initiative. Amala tries to wake up Vivek but he was in deep sleep and snoring heavily. ‘Pathi Ji’, she says softly. No response. Images of her with Samantha continued to flash in her mind.

Samantha nude images keep coming to Amala's mind (Pic credits: Thundernex-24)

 

Amala’s pussy was alive and wet and urging her for relief. She tries to wake up Vivek one more time but no success. Her pussy was unrelenting. She tried stirring and shifting in bed. She rubbed against her hubby. By her brought up and exposure, even fingering was not a normal deal – it was dirty. But her pussy desired an insertion. She put her hand on her genital area and applied pressure. No use. She began to reflect on her husband. “If Vivek is half as sweet and loving and a gentleman as Chai, my son, I would be so happy. Samantha is so lucky” she thinks. Again, she thinks of Samantha. Images of Samantha nude with her is taunting her. This was all happening so fast. It was the strange birth of bisexuality in Amala, the conservative elder Bahu of the Bahadur zamindar family. It was as repelling as it was sexually stirring. Again, a surge of blood to her cunt and more itching Again, flashes of Samantha and herself doing the unmentionable with her. Oh! Oohh! She now puts her hands into her saree and underwear and presses her pussy. Her pressings turned to rubbing. Her rubbing turned to fingering. And soon she climaxed. All the while images of her beautiful, sexy DIL are dancing live in front of her as she shuddered into. With a deep sense of guilt about her thoughts on DIL Samantha, but, also with quite a sexual contentment in a long time, Amala slips to slumber.

Amala fingering herself through her saree imagining her DIL


Samantha continues to dance nude in Amala's mind