Misc. Erotica The Big Fat Two-State Wedding (Complete)

[NityaSakti]

Nice one

[Bigil]

super bro

[Mintu08]

Chapter 31

Mumbai, Kulkarni Villa : 

Since it was already night, the whole bunglow was well decorated, adding more grace to its already grandeur look. The stairs had red roses all over them as they headed towards the threshold of the main entrance upwards. Pallavi admired the size of the house, the posh premises and she looked aside to see Debosree pretty much awed too. 

Just besides them, their husbands stood holding on to their shoulders. While Pallavi passed an equally enlightened smirk to Daksh, Debosree couldn't manage to pass even a sheepish smile to Harsh. 

Prajakta noticed Pushpa walk down towards them and the P.A was not wearing her sophisticated suit and skirt anymore. She was clad in a Nauvari styled maharashtrian saree and she looked like a gorgeous host at this moment. Pallavi admired the new way of cladding a saree and Debosree too was amazed at the sway and the aura Pushpa carried as she walked down towards them with a beaming smile and with flowers on a small basket.

"Hmmmmmmm such delicious couples!" Pushpa cooed with a smirk which amazed both Pallavi and Debosree, who were amazed to know it was the same Pushpa who had visited their house in a stern formally dressed Secretary.

"Delicious indeed Pushpa!" Harsh smirked.

"Time to eat already?" Daksh smirked too and both brothers laughed while a thrill rain down the spines of both Pallavi and Debosree. 

Just then one of the sisters Falguni came up and lifted the chin of Pallavi, purring...

"This bhabhi of mine will make a good feast!! Look at how her lips are trembling already!" 

Pallavi blushed immediately, while Pratiksha came from the other side and lightly touched Debosree's face, making her look at her and then she purred too...

"My Harsh bhau will burp in sattisfaction too! Debosree bhabhi has a bit more to offer!!" 

Pratiksha giggled along with Falguni, while Pallavi smirked too, gazing at her ex-husband for a while, who suddenly shivered at the words and then looked down to her heaving breasts inside the red blouse. She cursed the Bobby agency in her mind to give her some very juicy big ones, but a different new sexual pleasure also passed through her body when they were praised by her nanad.

Debosree silently also looked up to see how Harsh smiled too and his smile had a touch of lust in it quite easily. The nervous Bobby bit her lip, while Pallavi too felt a breath next to her neck and she looked up to see Daksh having the same lusty smile. Both brides shivered at the same time, but it was only Debosree who had more anxiety. 

Pushpa welcomed the groom and brides inside the posh bunglow and the moment Pallavi stepped in, her heart jumped with a newdfound joy and she admired and marveled the sheer grandeur of the house which was surrounded with women clad in the maharashtrian styled sarees. The presence of these differently dressed women also made her excited for some reason, while Debosree felt this was a whole new world!

The big bunglow!

The Marathi women around!

Mumbai!

Just then Prajakta stood in front of them and she held her hands on her hips like a purely dominant personality she was. Pallavi's eyes were shamelessly glued towards her sasuma's pure gold jewelry which had big fat beads that did justice to her wide neck and adorned the area around her very meaty cleavage. 

But then, Daksh murmured into her ear...."Let's take aashirwad from aai!" and broke his wife's focus, making her sheepishly smile and then they both bowed taking aashirwad from Prajakta and when the turn came to Harsh, he was ready to bow too, but noticed Debosree feeling awkward from doing so.

Debosree actually cringed bowing with her husband and made a small grimace of a face, but just then she noticed an angry glare from Pushpa, who stood just a little far away and somehow out of an unknown shiver, she too bent down and finally both she and her husband took blessings from a smiling Prajakta.

Soon a good feast was arranged. The women discussed the steamy nights the couples would engage in, but in pure Marathi, which made the nanads giggle, but obviously Pallavi and Debosree were clueless. However just then an unknown bomb dropped when Prajakta announced..

"Our dear brides will now be serving food to each guest!!"

Pallavi and Debosree both shivered. They hadn't even changed yet and Pallavi in perticular cooed slowly to her nearest nanad Falguni...."but umm I haven't changed yet.....how can I serve in this bridal saree?"

"Are bhabhi! Its a ritual. Don't worry, you will enjoy it!" Falguni purred with a smirk.

Meanwhile, Debosree noticed a couple of girls clearly discussing her and the more she noticed the attention of the guests towards her, the more she felt nervous, untill Pratiksha went upto her and cooed....

"Bhabhi! Time to serve our guests!!"

Debosree shivered a bit and stood still, while Pratiksha naughty pinched on an exposed stomach area of hers and cooed again...

"Bhabhi!! If you keep standing like this!! Daksh bhau will not resist and will pounce on you right here and now!!"

The brief teasing from her nanad made Debosree stirr a bit and then she widened her eyes to see Pallavi serving the Marathi women around and she too had a nervous smile on her face. 

Debosree sighed and joined Pallavi soon, while Daksh and Harsh relaxed and took aashirvaad from the elderly ladies around. Both the brothers could barely wait for the most awaited night with their respective brides.

...........

Kolkata :

A lonely Promila lay on her bed after a normal dinner and she was not in a normal state of mind at all. In the past few months she had been in a bizzare journey of seeing her bahu divorce her only son who then transformed into a woman and not only that, but also got married to a man from a different state along with her ex-wife who also got married happily with another man.

Promila knew her life was not the same anymore because of her associations with the Kulkarni family! And specially the supremely rich and dominant Prajakta Kulkarni!

Promila sighed with a latent sexual frustration as she realised how enticing the night would be for both Pallavi and Debosree, while she was all alone in her house. 

"A lonely widow! Thats who I am! Hmmpphhh!" 

Promila got up from her bed and took out a jewelry set given to her as a gift from Prajakta. She noticed it was an expensive gold set and she brushed her fingers all over the necklace and then she even noticed some gold bangles in addition to the set. A naughty part of her made her blush when she remembered how some of the girls had teased her to become a bride as well and for some reason, she kept overthinking on that silly line.

"These shameless young girls always pull the legs of older widows!! I guess..."

But then, with a loud yawn, Promila felt sleepy and she decided to brush aside the thoughts in order to achieve a good healthy sleep, so that she can resume her regular duties as she always did. Promila had really nothing to worry about for her livelihood because Debosree's father's government job had ensured a good pension every month, but the mature widow still wondered as she laid on her bed ..

"Hmmm....what is this unknown itch? At this age? O bhogoban!"

Promila ignored random thoughts and decided to go to sleep and fortunately she did immerse in a deep slumber soon.

..........

Mumbai, Late night :

After the welcome rituals were done for the night, the most awaited golden moment had arrived atlast and the two couples headed towards their respective rooms which were now the covens of a sexual atmosphere. Both Debosree and Pallavi bit their lips with a tiny tremor passing through their bodies when Prajakta blessed them by rubbing their pallu clad heads with her palms and pouting...

"Make sure my sons are happy the whole night!"

The two couples reached inside their respective rooms and the night just got wilder with each passing moment.

.....

Pallavi and Daksh 

Pallavi skipped a beat when Daksh closed the door and the slam was a loud one and kind of hinted towards the dominant aura of the hunk. Pallavi bit her lip in thrilled anticipation when she remembered how gently Debosree had slammed the door when she used to be the husband and in comparison, Daksh already showed a passive aggession.

Pallavi felt a tension as Daksh walked upto her and slowly sat on the bed. His weight on the soft matress added more shiver inside the already aroused Pallavi, who bit her lip and looked down, still unable to face her new husband. 

Soon, what began was a tension of sexual air with a slow steamy exchange of words!

"Pallavi, I know this night has come in your life earlier already.........." Daksh had a naughty look on his face as he sat closer and breathed out this words towards his wife's lips which were trembling already.

"And I also know that how fruitless that night has been!" 

This sudden crude line from Daksh made Pallavi gaze up towards him with a raised eyebrows and her raised eyeballs made her face look even more radiant and gorgeous. 

A tension filled out the entire room and a silence crept in

..........

Debosree and Harsh -

Debosree clutched the folds of her pillow very firmly in tension and nervousness. She was confused between her still-existent male mind and her pounding heart which belonged to her feminine curvy figure. 

She hated to look at the mirror not too far away from the king sized bed where she sat like the nervous bride she was. Just a few months ago she was a normal husband on a similar night, but now she was the bride! 

Even worse, the bride who is likely to be mounted by her man anytime and made love to!

Debosree kept wondering untill the door opened and even closed with a slam and the slam sound made her look ahead, only to find Harsh smiling near the slammed door. 

A creepy silence crept inside the room as Harsh just stood there and studied the gorgeous figure of Debosree clad in the red benarsi saree. His cock twitched inside his expensive dhoti as he now began to walk ahead towards the bed, scaring Debosree even further. 

Debosree clutched on to her pillow confines even more now as Harsh neared her. Somehow the heat from his body and a musky manly stench along with it created a wicked sensation to her body for some unknown reason, which disturbed her even more.

"Ah Debosree, how beautiful you look! hmmmmmm....." 

Harsh sat near Debosree atlast and now it was her turn to endure the creepy silence which occured inside the room.

......

Pallavi - Daksh 

Daksh slowly forwarded a hand and placed it on the mehndi adorned palm of Pallavi, making her shiver and bite her lower red glossy lip. Not only was she shamelessly turned on because of the skin tone difference of both their palms, but moreover it was the sheer width of the rugged manly palm against her own softer one.

"I umm........... ahm....." Pallavi shivered with her words, she wondered what she even wanted to say, but Daksh triggered the precide chords of her brain and softly whispered, rubbing his manly fingers on her's....

"Your palm is so creamy to touch! my fingers can't resist flirting with your softer ones... oh Pallavi, come closer please!"

Pallavi couldn't dare move her palm away, but she kept gazing at how her slim fair fingers mingled with Daksh's firm brown ones and it was if each finger flirted with its partnering finger. The tension in the room was just getting higher and higher and the sheer anticipation of what will happen next only made Pallavi's heart beat faster. 

"Don't resist me much longer Pallavi, the bull is already on loose! famished to explore and conquer!"

The word 'conquer' sounded crude, but Pallavi gasped as her eyes diverted up from the palm-collaboration towards her husband's eyes. Their eyes met atlast. 

The focussed maratha man's predator like eyes never skipped a single glance from Pallavi's beautiful big swan like eyes and gradually, her nose even began whiffing the undeniable thick manly scent coming from Daksh, which was enough to arouse and erect her nipples deep within the red silk blouse.

..........

Debosree - Harsh 

Debosree cringed at the erotic tension which was formed inside the room due to the closeness of Harsh and the way he eyed her whole body up. Very clearly the man had the eyes which made her feel like she was more of a prey and somehow the mighty physique of the kurta and dhoti clad man scared her quite naturally.

Harsh now got a hand and lifted Debosree's chin up even more untill their eyes met. A quiver which was almost inaduble passed the bobby's lips as the lips of her husband got close to hers. But she cringed even more now!

"Please.... no.....oh god....no..........."

Debosree cringed in her mind because her still present male brain couldn't bare the heat of the moment and even worse that a brutish hunk like Harsh was so near to her.

Harsh's lips were dangerously approaching Debosree's when just out of her cringed fear, she turns her face away, making the hunk stop and yet with a smile, he murmers to her very softly....."Its alright, relax....."

Debosree couldn't face her husband easily now. Although the tone of Harsh was soft, but still she shivered from moving any further, but then, without any further delay, Harsh began to feel her cheeks and nose and overall her whole face, while slowly brushing his firm fingers around the lips. 

This time however, Debosree couldn't protest at all. Her heart skipped beats from this slow sensual act of Harsh and her feminine brain took over her male one. She felt a small 'dhak dhak' in her heart and her breasts heaved up sensually as Harsh now shifted more towards her and now slowly his nearest hand proceeded to her nearest one. 

"How beautiful can one be? uff........Debosree, these bong features of yours will take my breath away today!"

Debosree felt a thunder pass her body and she found it so embarrasing to be complimented by another man, but then she realised she was no longer a man herself and on the contrary, her feminine brain convinced her to allow Harsh to have his way through and do what he was doing.

Then Harsh murmured something softly to himself, but in marathi this time, making Debosree unaware of the words, but the manly hand continued to explore her face in the slowest sensual way possible.

.............

Pallavi - Daksh

"I am scared to explore the potential of the beast besides me..." 

The soft erotic tension made Pallavi murmer a poetic line to Daksh, who now got his lips very much close to hers and just from an inch difference, he murmered back....

"But the beast is set free now! there is no escaping of its prey"

Pallavi took a deep breath and let the moment take its way out. She closed her eyes and Daksh closed his eyes too, slowly inching his lips ahead untill the two set of lips very lightly touched each other. The moment they touched, Pallavi shifted her lips away with a thunder passing through her body and she gazed down in shame and potential lust.

"What happened Pallavi?" Daksh smirked, very well knowing that she was easily in her submissive mode.

"It feels so sudden........aah......oh.."

Pallavi wanted to murmer a few more words, but Daksh pecked her lips once more and waited for a response from his bride, who then blushed and igniting her fires inside, she again seductively closed her eyes and willingly got her lips ahead and mashed them against Daksh's. The kiss began slow, but the silence of the room made sure the spongy slurpy sound could be heared to anyone present in the room, quite easily.

The more Daksh chewed on her lips and sucked her petal juices, the more Pallavi fired up from inside and she caught hold of the strong kurta clad shoulders of her husband, who now slowly got his hands up and held the soft smooth back of his wife and eventually the fingers slowly began to shift the red pallu aside and Pallavi in the sheer heat of the moment, didn't mind one bit and kept kissing her husband with absolute lust.

The fire within ultimately urged the two to move a step forward and Daksh left the lips and began kissing the nape of Pallavi's neck, making her emit out low moans of pleasure. She closed her eyes and firmly held onto the mighty shoulders of her new husband and ultimately she rest her back on the grand cushion of the bed with Daksh leaning on her and still kissing her neck, to the point that wet patches of his saliva left their patches on each corner of the neck and one rugged hand got busy in now discarding the jewelry, while Pallavi still kept her eyes closed.

"Oh ummmmmm oh Daksh..........." With closed eyes, Pallavi slowly mewed with low moans and the more each jewelry was taken out with a slow pace, the more her heartbeats paced up. 

..............

Debosree - Harsh

Finally the turn came when Harsh neared his lips towards Debosree and the more his lips neared hers, the more she clutched the pillow harder. This was a moment of sheer reluctance, but somehow her inner transformed soul was fully adjusting to it. But still she kept her lips pursed, but Harsh was clever enough to not approach the lips directly. He wanted to give her own time and enjoy the sensuality of the moment. 

"Debos....reee.........ah hmmmmmmmmmm"

Harsh sighed in lust and began to plant slow soft nibbles around the radiant face of Debosree and she somehow felt a ticklish sensation from those soft kisses around her face. Her nipples hardened and her feminine mind allowed Harsh to proceed with his kisses. 

Slowly and ultimately, Harsh began to proceed a hand to remove the earings first and when he took them off, Debosree decided to open her heart out to him right there and then.......

"I uh......ummmmm not really prepared ff...for this!" The bobby pouted softly.

Harsh removed the first earing and murmured back......."I won't be forceful! I will cherish each aspect of your beauty!"

Debosree still defended herself and mewed...."You know I am a bobby right? not fully a....."

"Ah stop it! I don't care. You are the most beautiful person I have met! those round big eyes and those inviting lips are making me so eager oh Debosree..........forget your past and embrace the present!"

With the end of these lines, Harsh removed the other earing too and slowly licked the lobes of each ear, sending a wicked shiver inside Debosree. She felt her male mind fading out and her feminine soul taking over, but somehow with an existent reluctance.

Harsh kissed each ear and kissed the cheeks and when he was eager to move to the lips, Debosree still pursed them in fear. She somehow found the lips to lips contact a bit horrendous at the moment and Harsh like a loyal husband, ignored the lips and just nuzzled his lips and nose on the other facial features untill he slowly proceeded to feel the exposed part of the stomach and feel the curved areas of it. 

"Uh............." Debosree moaned when her exposed stomach was felt by Harsh's firm fingers as he kissed around her neck this time, while the other free hand began discarding the jewelry slowly slowly.

Debosree realised in sheer horror that gradually she was letting herself go loose and allowing Harsh to have his way through.

..............

Pallavi - Daksh

With slowly opening eyes Pallavi found herself laid down on the bed and she realised her pallu was taken off already, exposing her red silky blouse clad breasts that heaved with anticipation. 

Low moans and hungry eyes were the best way to describe Pallavi's plight at the moment, as Daksh without wasting any further time, took off his kurta in a not-so polite way. With a devilish smirk, he caught hold of the collars of his kurta and tore it fromt middle and the tearing apart made a sound which sent a shiver inside the already lusty Pallavi who realised the power of the man she married.

"Oh bhogobaan........" Pallavi mewed in lust as she viewed Daksh's ripped brown body contrasting sexily with his white banyan. The days and weeks of latent curiosity was quenched atlast, as she eyed the rippling bulgiing 17 inch biceps of the Maratha hunk and Daksh too knew how smitten his bride was with his upper body. 

"Like what you see hm?" Daksh smirked and gave a Herculean pose with his fist on his hips, showing off his manly aura to the already aroused Pallavi, whose breasts seemed eager to get out of the red blouse and she was almost chewing on her lower lip by now.

Daksh smiled and leaned a bit lower, so as to allow Pallavi to have a neat access to his strong body. With again a small peck on her lips, he bit her earlobe and murmered......."Go on, feel me!"

Pallavi bit her lip again and got her manicured fingers and first kept them on the mighty forearm of the man. She became more and more aroused as she made her fingers travel further up untill they reached the biceps and triceps. 

"Oh Daksh............ uhm........" 

A lust filled tone emitted out of the aroused Pallavi as she felt the mighty biceps and the triceps of her husband, who smiled and noticed how the slim fair fingers travelled along his bulging curves and soon, her other hand immitated the previous one. Now, with both her hands feeling both the biceps, Pallavi just kept her eyes dreamily opened and her mouth partly opened with tingles of arousal.

Her mehndi adorned hands then proceeded towards the mighty pecs of the man and Daksh smiled even wider this time, slowly getting his hands near the blouse buttons. He seductively tiptoed his fingers starting from the navel of his bride's flat stomach, making Pallavi feel a sexy tickle and then ultimately he rested his fingers right on the bottom most button of the blouse. 

'PLUCK!'

Pallavi moaned a bit more when the first button opened and slowly slowly Daksh began opening the other buttons as well, but in the very same slow seductive pace. 

Pallavi felt her vaginal gates already beginning to leak out drops of arousal as each button opened up.

..............

Debosree - Harsh

In the meantime, Debosree and Harsh had taken their progress a level ahead, where the bobby laid with her blouse buttons opened, exposing the beautiful white bra inside. Harsh had taken off his kurta by now and somehow Debosree refused to see his upper body. She sniffed an aggression in the whole move of the hunk and a terror passed her semi naked body to what would happen.

"Debosree aah.............such a comfort to be on you!" 

Harsh laid his body on his wife and the next horror Debosree felt was the poking of his rigid package on her still saree clad coven, but to her further horror, she also felt as if she had left a tap open down there between her legs. 

But before Debosree could think any further, Harsh mashed his mighty chest against her and lifted his thighs up untill they mingled with her fair legs. 

By this time, not only Harsh's dhoti had risen up, but also, Debosree's red saree had risen up to her knees and the strong weight of the hunk's legs on her own made the bobby shiver and bite her lip in a surprisingly sexual anticipation.

"Don't resist anymore Debosree! Time to make you mine!!"

Whispering so Harsh caught the red blouse and almost tore it off in sexual heat, making Debosree so scared that she wanted to scream but alas! The man had mashed her lips against her at that very moment and suddenly the moment paced up in its hotness.

Harsh kept kissing Debosree while his hands cupped the bra clad breasts and kneaded them in a normal way, but firmly enough to send wicked circuits inside the bobby's body and she just couldn't do anything about it. The weight of the hunk on her made her meek and submissive naturally and the only thing that scared her the most right now was the knocking of the aroused hard cock against her fresh sealed cunny that was actually wet by now.

Debosree lost faith on her male mind by now. She realised the feminine soul inside her was so dominant that her body was reacting exactly like a woman would in such a context.

............

Pallavi - Daksh 

Gone were the blouse and the bra, as Daksh suckled on each naked nipple and kneaded the breasts, sending the most wicked shivers inside Pallavi who had her eyes closed and her teeth biting sensually on her lower lip. She had dug her almond manicured nails on the mighty back of her Marathi husband and allowed him to savour the sweet flesh of her breasts which weren't big enough, but certainly did resemble well sized mangoes.

What Pallavi also eagerly anticipated was the knocking of the cock on her vaginal threshold. She felt intense heartbeats to anticipate what would it be to be fucked by a hunk like Daksh who was her husband now. She felt as if she had gifted herself to him and it was his supreme authority to dominate and sexually entice her.

Pallavi was so aroused and smitten by Daksh's lovemaking and his heavily muscled body on herself, that she easily erased all the gloomy memories of her earlier Suhagraat with Debosree 

There was no way the weak past would match upto the strong present!

Pallavi now eagerly got her lips towards Daksh and he easily got the signal and mashed his lips against hers, kissing her noisily this time and at the same time, kneading her breasts and using his other hand to lift her saree further up and easily rummaging for the panty and the moment his fingers had touched the waistband, Pallavi shivered with sexual delight, but never detached her lips from her husband even for a moment. She still kept kissing him with eyes closed.

When Pallavi felt the panty getting down her knees, she broke the kiss herself and shamelessly cooed to her husband....

"Fuck me Daksh! I can't wait any longer."

...........

Debosree - Harsh 

Debosree shivered when Harsh stood on his knees atlast and before she could even whisper a gasp, both her legs were held apart, pulling up the saree up even further and in the very next moment, the hunk shoved off his dhoti and positioned herself precisely between the spread legs and in the sheer horror of the moment, the terrified bobby just managed to purr..

"Please.....be....ss... slow! I umm.....am scared!"

Harsh's heart melted at the soft feminine tone of his wife, but his animal instinct was high on such a night and with the superior feeling of being the husband, he just smiled and gave a mighty push, sending a loud scream from Debosree right at that moment.

"Take it out!!!!!! Please....uhhhh it hurts!!!" Debosree whined and realised how horrifying it was to let a penis inside for the first time, but Harsh kept ramming while murmuring something in plain Marathi. The bobby began to silently cry as the pain slowly faded and the actual fucking began. 

"Ah Deb...a sreee aahhh! Ohh!! Aaah aah aaaah!"

Manly grunts kept passing out from Harsh's mouth as he held the two fair curvy legs apart and rammed his cock deep inside the bobby's wet coven and fortunately the pain had faded a bit and it was replaced with sexual pleasure which Debosree surely felt, but felt embarassed to admit.

..........

In the meantime, Pallavi screamed too when Daksh rammed inside her and she just couldn't look down to see his cock invading her. She was just weeping due to the first attack, but her heart assured her that this what she had missed earlier when Debosree was the husband. 

Soon when the fucking intensified, Daksh kneaded both breasts and kept kissing at certain moments while fucking her with all the grace in the world and soon the moans of cry changed to that of moans of deep pleasure. Pallavi dug her nails deep into her husband's back now, beckoning him to fuck her more and more and while each mighty thrust, Daksh planted soft kisses and licks all over the neck, the breasts and the lips. 

The supreme sexual delight Pallavi felt was just indescribable!

"Ahh fuck me more Daksh!!! Aaaahhh yess....aahhh mmmmmmm!"

The fucking now continued in a similar grace in both the rooms and just like Pallavi, Debosree shamelessly moaned like a fully fucked woman which she hated to admit, but still Harsh fucked her deep like the bull he was and Daksh too kept ramming inside. 

Within a few moments, both brothers grunted almost at the same time and then, Pallavi and Debosree both felt an immense hurricane pass their bodies as gallons and gallons of creamy semen entered their covens and both the brothers thrusted atleast thrice untill their sweaty muscular bodies laid down besides their equally sweaty wives. 

Both Pallavi and Debosree still cried from the ache of the supremely manly fucking they got and both looked down with their widened big round eyes to notice a good amount of thick potent white leakage from their gates which were wide open by now. None of the two had seen the mighty weapons that invaded their lands, but both their cunnies had to admit the power of both the maratha dongs and the amount of semen injected inside had startled both of the well fucked brides.

With their dizzy yet still horny husbands mashing their bodies against them with soft nuzzles and cuddles, both Pallavi and Debosree fell asleep after a fully satisfying session, although it was Debosree who cried the most, not only because of her broken hymen, but due to her easy submission as a woman to a man who was now her husband. 

The bobby knew her world wasn't the same anymore now!

[Mintu08]

Be tuned

[xavierrxx]

Very nice update. Guess, the story has now come to an end.

[ગુજરાતી છોકરો]

i am new in this web site, can yu tell me how to start story?

[fuckandforget]

Good one

[Rocky Rakesh]

Amazing update

[abcturbine]

I have been an amid fan of your writings from the early days.....
Undoubedtly you are one the most impactable erotica writer.....
Through and through i always been enjoying your writings and they are close to my heart.
You have been a gifted writer of Adultery but i cannot make up my mind this time that why you introduced Bobby type characterization in your story characters....
Pallavi and Daksh could be sufficient....
If this would be the case Debo either has to be cuckold or unaware of the affair of his wife pallavi.... To curb the custom trend in erotica you have penned the Booby character.... Which to an extent is a great venture...

Personally i would like to read a pure adultery between Pallo and Daksh.... But....
As you are much admired writer for me i would keep enjoying this veture also as a literary feast rather than erotica....

Seldom i write such long post... But you made me to do so.....
Keep rocking and eagerly waiting for next ( wish pure adultery)

[Thangaraasu]

Very nice

[Vasanthan]

Interesting

[Nesamanikumar]

Niceee...

[Mintu08]

I have been an amid fan of your writings from the early days.....
Undoubedtly you are one the most impactable erotica writer.....
Through and through i always been enjoying your writings and they are close to my heart.
You have been a gifted writer of Adultery but i cannot make up my mind this time that why you introduced Bobby type characterization in your story characters....
Pallavi and Daksh could be sufficient....
If this would be the case Debo either has to be cuckold or unaware of the affair of his wife pallavi.... To curb the custom trend in erotica you have penned the Booby character.... Which to an extent is a great venture...

Personally i would like to read a pure adultery between Pallo and Daksh.... But....
As you are much admired writer for me i would keep enjoying this veture also as a literary feast rather than erotica....

Seldom i write such long post... But you made me to do so.....
Keep rocking  and eagerly waiting for next ( wish pure adultery)

Thank you so much for the kind words! Means a lot to me and I sincerely hope you enjoy the journey further as well

[xbiilove]

Fantastic dude

[Sakshi Priyan]

Very nice update

[NovelNavel]

Wonderful updates

[Mintu08]

Chapter 32

Next Morning :

The birds chirped, but the sounds weren't familiar to Pallavi's ears anymore. The semi naked girl was clung to her hunk husband and she slowly got up, realising this wasn't Kolkata anymore.

A faint smile remained on Pallavi's face, as she got up and realised a wet patched sensation on her thighs. She looked down in shivers when she noticed bite marks on her neck and a fatter mark on just above her cleavage. She realised it was due to the immense lovemaking by Daksh and then she ultimately looked down to see where the wet sensation came from.

"Oh........." The lips opened atlast!

Pallavi noticed thick crusty semen stains on her thighs and then a sticky trail immerged from her vulva gates which were now flapped open due to the hardcore fucking last night.

Pallavi sighed and bit her lip to notice how much semen were injected inside her coven by her husband who desposited with all the grace in the world.

"It aches....uh......" Pallavi moaned a bit, undergoing a small pain easily due to the rugged ramming she recieved from Daksh and after hours of sleep, the ache still remained. Infact, her knees felt weak too and she felt a lazyness to get up and get dressed.

Just then, Pallavi shivered when she noticed something. Something that caught her attention quite naturally!

"Oh my......." Pallavi gasped a bit and looked at the groom dhoti of Daksh hiding a fat log like object beneath it. A terrified gasp passed her mind when she realised it was none other than the same object that had invaded her last night.

"No! it can't be his penis!" Pallavi mewed although she had full curiosity to see further and ignoring the ache in her thighs, she still bent forward and shifted the dhoti cloth aside, only to gasp even more!

"Oh bhogoban!" 

Pallavi finally saw the mighty spear of the warrior who attacked her deliciously last night!

A dark throbbing fat veined cock!

Pallavi gasped with her hand placed on her open mouth. Her still manicured long nails on her gasped lips looked to be an enticing sight, but the fact was she was amazed at the width of the whole throbbing dark toned cock, which was so different from her ex-husband! 

Pallavi hated to compare, but she couldn't help but draw an image of Debosree's earlier small penis and compare it with the cock she was seing right now. The veins travelled up on the whole long length to meet a fat crown shaped slit that was purplish in color compared to the blackness of the whole penis skin.

While Dash had a chocolate brown tone, his cock was darker in comparison which mesmerised Pallavi and she bit her lip in lust. A shameless lust of discovering that a bigger penis like this had pleasued her cunny the whole night and not only that, but had also injected potent juices inside!

Pallavi shifted her eyes to see Daksh still asleep with his hands raised up behind his head, highlighting his mighty biceps once more, while Pallavi shifted her eyes again to the big cock and she noticed some crusts around the slit area, clearly it belonged to some of the last bits of potent drops.

"This can't be real.................Debu's penis looked normal........but this.................oh......"

Pallavi gasped and with a heaving heart, she got one manicured finger towards the crown shaped slit and touched the peehole, feeling the dried crust around it. The crownhead was smooth and the purplish tone looked like a wicked mosnter with parted lips.

Pallavi marvelled and admired the fine specimen of masculinity infront of her and she sniffled. Sniffled due to the reason that god had been unfair with her earlier!

Pallavi mewed softly........."Ki mota, ki boro......ufff.....(So big and fat!)

With these soft murmered tone, Pallavi actually decided to run her fingers all over the still hardened shaft and she started right up from the crownhead and its pee slit and then slowly slowly descended down untill the fingers reached the base where her eyes met the hairy testicles which were currently saggy sacks, but still their sheer size amazed her. 

Unknown to Pallavi, Daksh had opened an eye and he smiled when he saw his wife admiring his big cock. But, he decided to play a bit more with her and shut his opened eye immediately, although he passed a deliberate grunt and turned his face the other side, scaring Pallavi for a moment, who suddenly took her hand away from the still throbbing cock.

A moment of creepy silence again passed into the air as Pallavi resisted, but still she was so excited to see a manly cock! Her husband's cock to which she can proudly claim. She now loathed the fact that she was even married to Debosree once and she began to drop a tear of joy from her lusty eyes. 

Just the glimpse of the fat dark cock was enough to make Pallavi feel the joy of being a wife to such a superior male and she got turned on even more when a musky scent arose from the black python towards her nose. 

Pallavi was in a sexual trance once more. She was also amazed at how the penis looked darker than Daksh's chocolate tone and she blushed when she made her fair fingers contact with the veiny pillar.

"Such a monster it looks!! o bhogoban, was this the one which pleasured me last night? eeesh!"

Pallavi whiffed some of the manly scent a bit more and then she raised her head up to study the whole figure of the almost naked hunk. Although Daksh pretended to sleep, his face had a hidden smirk, but the horny wife studied the broad neck and then down to the broad shoulders to the mighty hands and then down to the pair of heavy broad thighs which were no exposed and then the cock inbetween those.

Seing Daksh in an almost nude state in the shining light of the day through the window, made Pallavi even more horny and just then, at that precise moment, Daksh opened his eyes, straightaway looking at Pallavi, who blushed and looked down in shame. She felt like she got caught red handed in her horny sneaky mode.

"Hey.....good morning!" Daksh smiled and caught an immediate hold of Pallavi's bangled forearm. The moment his hands squeezed the tender flesh of her forearm, her nipples erected once more and she bit her lip and murmered in a soft horny tone.......

"Uhm.........I thought you were asleep!"

"I was! but these bangles woke me up!" Daksh smirked back, he was slowly pulling her towards him with the forearm grasp and she shamelessly allowed him to do so.

"The bangles were silent...." Pallavi cooed back. After seing the mighty dark spear, she felt even more shy to talk to her husband.

"But your moans weren't!" Daksh smiled as his face neared his wife's and yet once again, their lips were deliciously close to each other. Seing Daksh's eager eyes, Pallavi's lips trembled with lust and they gradually inched more closer to his.

A silent for a moment continued, untill Daksh got the other hand up near Pallavi's face and ran his firm fingers all over her lips alone. The horny wife allowed her hunk husband to softly carrees her lips and the more he played with the petals, the more her nipples erected and she could almost hear a gurgling sound of her juices inside her wide opened vulva.

"Come closer now!" Daksh almost commanded and Pallavi inched more ahead untill her lips mashed against his. The slurping began slow at first and then gradually paced up untill the two pair of lips were squashed against each other and in the meantime, Daksh caught hold of the naked breasts of his wife and kneaded them softly with his rugged palm.

Pallavi couldn't moan because her lips were mashed aginst her husband's and the kneading required her to moan, but somehow she enjoyed the pleasure and focussed on the kissing more. She had already kissed him last night, but at the broad daylight, the act soehow seemed more naughty.

The more Daksh kissed the soft petals of his Bengali wife, the more his aleady hard cock rose to a bigger size, untill the knobb like head touched the upper naked thigh of Pallavi!

"Ahh oh......." Pallavi broke the kiss and wondered if a snake had touched her at the upper thigh or not, but to her awe, she noticed the dark throbbing cock had risen up even more in size and girth and such was its appearence at the moment that it resembled a black veiny banana.

"Uh......oh my........." Pallavi hissed, lustiy staring at the cock that had shot zillions of potent sperm inside her empty coven last night.

"Liked it?" Daksh hissed, licking one earlobe, sending powerful jolts inside Pallavi who still had an amazed expression with lips slight opened.

"Its scaring me..." Pallavi hissed back and Daksh just kissed a cheek right there and then, whispering very close to her ear.....

"Trust me, it won't bite you!"

Pallavi was in a lusty frisky mood already and she just managed to hiss back........

"But I have seen it shooting so much venom!"

The early morning atmosphere itself slowly headed towards a firey sexual mood as Pallavi again began to run her fingers around the veins of the very aroused cock, while Daksh arched his hips ahead, making the cock straight up more, facing Pallavi on the eye. 

In other words, the pee slit and the round beaitufl eyes of Pallavi were almost seing each other!

"It wouldn't mind if you serve it with those sweet lips of yours!"

Pallavi blushed and sighed at the same time. The fact was that her eyes barely left the cock she was shamelessly admiring right now, but the whole idea of blowing that same very monster scared and lothed her, and yet, she decided to play some more with her equally aroused husband..

"No way! I am not touching this Maratha spear with my sweet Bong lips!"

Pallavi smirked and cooed, making Daksh even harder with her words and he straightaway was yearning a steamy blowjob to get some relief from the raw sexual atmosphere around.

"But my Maratha spear doesen't mind! Go on and kiss it, as you would kiss my lips!"

Daksh almost grunted at the end of his words and Pallavi sighed in a horny mode once more. She admired how wicked her long pink nails looked against the dark monster as she slowly got her face towards it. 

Whiffing the manly scent from the purple plumhead, Pallavi slowly and seductively brushed her lips on the head, making Daksh yearn for more in arousal. There were several mornings where he had relieved himself with just an image of Pallavi in his mind, but now having her in person was his biggest pleasure yet.

"Go on Pallavi...........it doesn't harm!" Daksh smirked.

Pallavi smirked too and very lightly pecked the purple head, whispering to its peehole....

"Shame on your master, expecting me to blow you early in the morning!"

Daksh just smiled and admired the humor from his wife and he immediately caught hold of her head, beckoning her towards his cock. Pallavi was amazed how much she admired the dominant aura of her husband and how he was shamelessly allowing her to blow him at such an odd time.

"You are a brute!" Pallavi hissed, while Daksh smirked back..........."I know.......go on now!"

The enviorment had steamed up already and the manly stench from the plumhead couldn't make Pallavi resist anymore and she kissed the head more sensually this time. A wicked spongy sound occured in the silence of the morning and this made Pallavi go further and blow the cock gradually.

Dakh laid his head back on his pillow and made sure his cock was up straight, making Pallavi slowly blow him with her lips enveloping the head itself with a bit more stretch. She never had that issue when she blew Debosree back when she was the husband, but in her opinion that was an average penis, not the bull like cock she was confronting now.

Slow sensual plopping sound continued to occur as Pallavi bew her husband with sensual mouth strokes, while her manicured nails subconsiously reached for the hair on his upper thighs and slowly rested there. For a moment she did shift her eyes to see the sexy contrast of the brown hairy thigh against her soft fair fingers and with a wicked jolt running up inside her, she shifted her eyes back to the dark monster she was busy blowing.

"Oh Pallavi.............aahh..............those lips of yours are so heavenly!"

Daksh moaned and Pallavi kept blowing him with her hands now slowly helding the base, which had two big hairy testes that resembled dark golf balls with hair sprouts on them. 

Pallavi who had always been the latent naughty damsel inside, decided to pleasure her husband a bit more and she plopped her head out of the cockhead and looked at him with a cunning kitten like eyes and purred.....

"Never knew it was such a monster! hmmmmph! my body and legs ache already and now my mouth will too!"

"You dont have to do any work Pallavi! Be the queen of this house and just pleasure me!"

Daksh had said the most soothing words to Pallavi, which made her excited beyond just sexual measures alone. The whole idea that she will be this rich lazy and a dedicated rich spoilt housewife aroused her immensely and she got so steamed up inside that she mewed...."Oh Daksh....." and her lips got back to the cock service once more.

Daksh who enjoyed the sweet mouth of his wife on his cock, smiled and just played with the long hair locks of her, admiring the fact that being a Bengali, his wife had beautiful long hair. A trait he had always admired in East Indian women.

............


Harsh's room : 

On the other hand, the scenario in the other room was visually a sensual scenario, but Debosree's mind wasn't the same as Pallavi's. Tears of embarrassment and cringe poured out of her eyes as she felt she was almost mashed against her husband's strong muscled body, while his hand held her soft curvy spine firmly.

The musky scent arising from the hunk's body disturbed Debosree even more, but what was much more disturbing was the feeling of potent semen deep inside her new genitals. 

With a sniff from her nose, Debosree looked down to see Harsh's mighty weapon shrunk out of her cunny, but the whole package still looked bigger in size. It almost put Debosree into shame as she recollected how small she was as a man earlier. 

Pangs of jealosy and negative currents passed the bobby's body when she easily realised how much her ex-wife must have enjoyed with Daksh the whole night. Debosree almost clenched her fists in anger and defeat, but just then she realised she wasn't the same person anymore, rather a fully fertile woman who shamelessly allowed her husband to mount the whole night.

"Shoul I check on Palo? no........I can't gather the courage!!!" 

Debosree whinned in her mind, but slowly shifted aside from her still asleep husband and got down the bed, only to look at the mirror in horror!

"Oh my............" Debosree mewed in despair!

Debosree noticed a fully fresh fucked bride with bitemarks on the intimate areas such as her cleavage and neck and even around her curvy waist, while her breasts clearly had a faint reddened mark, all due to some passionate kneading by Harsh.

What even shivered the bobby more was the big fat lining of sindoor on her maang, which made her feel so immensely feminine and demure and so womanly and wifely, all these words at the same time.

"Eeesshhh............ki holo ei shob! (what happened to me!!)

Debosree purred meekly, shamelessly remembering how the big fat cock had pleasured her insides which had surprisingly allowed the fat thing to enter and break her hymen. 

However, some moans reached her ears and the female voice was quite familiar. Somehow covering up with the bridal red saree, Debosree left the room, only to greet another parallel room where the door was not even completely bolted. 

Debosree was oblivious to the fact that the room actually belonged to Daksh and Pallavi!

The moans from Pallavi created a disturbance to the ears of Debosree, who felt even more irritated when she struggled to move ahead. There was this slight amount of pain on her hips and her legs wobbled to move on. The credit ofcoarse went to Harsh's mighty fucking which Debosree hated to admit.

Anyways, the slightly bolted door made the bobby curious to see what was happening inside and the moment she peeked in with a slight push, her heart sprang up with shock and her mouth had an inaudible gasp.

Inside the room, Pallavi made low sexual moans because her puffed up cunny was being licked and sucked by Daksh who was busy lying at the lower half of the bed. The sheets were scrambled and the roses were scattered in the ground just like the clothes!

Pallavi who had blown Daksh a while ago, enjoyed the reciprocation she was recieving at the moment and she spread her thighs even more to make sure her husband's face had its comfort inbetween them. 

Daksh on the other hand slurped slow and smooth on the clitoris at first, pulling it gently with his lips and then descending the same naughty tongue down to slurp on each lip of the vulva, making Pallavi bite her lip and moan in pleasure. Her flat stomach underwent kinky adrenaline rushes as her cunny got pleasured by her husband's tongue.

Debosree knew the contexts were not the same, but her heart broke when she noticed how her ex-wife moaned and mewed with pleasure, while being serviced by her new hunk husband. But there was also one more portion of hidden kink inside her which allowed her to sneak peak a bit more and notice how Daksh orally satisfied his wife.

A sweet pain occured in Debosree's own cunny when she noticed Pallavi moaning with her hands ruffling Daksh's hair, beckoning him to suck more on her twat.

"Ah more Daksh.............aahh moooree....uhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm"

Debosree was aghast and a bigger shiver passed through her when Pallavi moaned her very next words....

"Ah Daksh, I need you inside me!!! cream my insides once more........."

Daksh smiled and got up. An exchange of naughty smiles took place between him and Pallavi as he slowly inserted his throbbing penis inside her very wet cunny. Debosree wished she could bang her head on the wall with awe and self-destruction when she noticed the well endowed throbbing dark cock of Daksh entering her ex-wife's cunny.

"Aaahhhhhh!" Pallavi moaned louder when the cock reached deep inside.

The loud moan was a big slap to Debosree's mental male image of herself, but still, she continued to see ahead with teary eyes.

The morning outside the windows intensified as Daksh began slow-fucking Pallavi with body to body contact and the more his hairy big chest rubbed against her mangoes, the more Pallavi kinked up and closed her eyes, gesturing for kisses on her neck, to which Daksh easily picked up the clue and began kissing the neck, the shoulders, the sides of the cheeks.

However, the biggest pain occured to Debosree when she observed how Daksh had brought his face up to kiss the lips of Pallavi. From her angle, the bobby couldn't see the pairs of lips mashing, but the overlapping of Daksh's face on Pallavi's made it clear that the lips were being mingled.

When the typical slurping of the lips reached Debosree's ears, her heart broke and she stammered all the way to her room immediately. Her heart had broken because of the memories she had held, of being a man earlier. However, one more emotion was more dominant as she stammered all the way in her room and shut the door.

With a heaving heart, Debosree looked down to see tiny drops dripping down her thighs from the threshold of her leaking cunny. She was shocked to know that the cunnulingus act of Daksh had turned her on.

"Hey honey!"

Debosree shivered to the point that her turned white for a moment, when she noticed how Harsh stared at her with his sheets easily covering up a very hard tent beneath it.

"Come here Debosree........sit near me!" Harsh cooed in a romantic tone. 

Debosree cringed the romance because her male mind still eas existent, but something about the hunk sitting with his elbows bent and looking at her in an admiring way.

"Never knew you are such an early riser!" Harsh smirked and caught hold of Debosree's wrists softly, pulling her close to him. Debosree hated to get near, but Harsh was adamant!

"Uhm.........I.........." Debosree wondered what to say, while Harsh pulled her in a way that she immediately reached his arms and they locked eyes with each other, once again inviting a creepy silence.

"How beautiful can one be Debosree? I am so lucky to have you! My life seems so new now!"

Harsh had a default romantic aura inside him and Debosree did find it charming in a way, but the itchy male mindset somewhere inside her made her loathe the words and she looked aside, but her chin was held by the firm fingers of her husband, once more making her look at him.

Harsh then curled her against Debosree, untill he had shifted up on her, while she rested her back on the bed and sighed in silence. Harsh nuzzled her nose on her cheeks at first and then kissed them.

The slow smooth touch from Harsh made Debosree shiver and then Harsh kissed the forehead. This made the bobby shiver a bit more and ultimatey he headed to kiss the lips, but Debosree hissed in discomfort......"Not there please....."

Harsh who was very eager to kiss the rosebud lips, resisted somehow and sheepishly smiled, while getting up from the bed, making Debosree feel some relief for a moment. There was an odd silence, when suddenly the door knocked and Harsh put on his bedroom robe and opened the door, to greet one of his sisters Falguni.

"Bhau are you done with bhabhi yet?" 

Harsh smirked and sarcastically smirked......."Would you mind?"

Falguni giggled and cooed back.........."Pappa and aai are waiting downstairs for the aashirwad rituals!"

Debosree shivered a bit. She wondered how can she stammer her way downstairs to the main hall. The fact was, she could barely walk properly because of specefic pain in her body parts due to the immense fucking last night.

"Chalo, now get ready! laukar kara! (quick!)

Falguni passed a naughty smile and peeked at the shy Debosree who looked down, unable to face her nanad!

"Hmmmmmmmm........did you eat her well?" Falguni winked at Harsh, who then gestured a slap and shooed her....

"Get the hell out! we will be down soon!"

Falguni made a tongue poke face and left the threshold, while Harsh then sighed and got back to his wife. He sat besides her and kissed her forehead, murmuring to her softly......

"Get ready soon! Falguni will help you get dressed!"

After Harsh left the space, Falguni appeared in with a red saree and a green blouse. She seemed excited to help her bhabhi clad the Aashirwad saree and the moment she entered, Debosree pulled the sheets up in a sudden jerk.

"Are bhabhi, dont worry! you have to be buck naked now anyways!! I won't eat you up!"

Debosree hated the crude naughty tone of Falguni and she resisted getting up, while Falguni being the adamant naughty one, caught hold of her bhabhi's bangles clad forearm and pulled her up and out of the bed.
 
No sooner Debosree got up, the white sheets fell off her body along with her saree, exposing her fully nude curvy figure to Falguni.

A nude Debosree gasped in panic to be all nude infront of her smirking nanad, who cooed with her eyes scanning up and down the bobby's ravishing figure.....

"Aga bai......so delicious you look bhabhi!! uff..........these hips, these breasts! hmmmmmmmm no wonder bhau fell in love with you!"

Debosree sighed in cringe as Falguni roamed around her and admired each curve and not only that, but also the bites left by Harsh on her specefic areas.

"Hmmmmmmmmm...... kiti mast dhisti tu! (how sexy you look)

Debosree felt even more uncomfortable when she couldn't understand what her nanad just said in Marathi, but then the bigger surprise was yet to come.

"Chalo bhabhi! lets get you beautifully clad in this Nauvari saree!"

"A  Nauvari saree?" Debosree raised an eyebrow in confusion.

Falguni giggled and then pinched a cheek of Debosree, purring.......

"You need to look like a Maharashtrian bride! this is the saree you will wear bhabhi!"

Debosree sighed and murmured..."okay!"

"My sweet sexy bhabhi! now raise your arms, I have just the right bra for you!"

Falguni brought a lacy purple bra ahead and helped Debosree wear it. While she helped her bhabhi, she admired the beautiful big breasts the bobby had and the more the girl gazed, the more Debosree sighed with discomfort and cringe.

"Okay now.......a beautiful panty to match!" Falguni put forth a red silky panty and while Debosree cringed and raised a leg up, a dry scoop of semen flew down her thigh to her legs. Falguni noticed it and cooed....

"Ufff......bhau fed you well bhabhi!!"

Debosree wanted to slap the girl now, but somehow she feared the dominance she would have to face from her sasuma. Indeed, she wondered where she had landed and by the time she thought on stuff, the panty had been clad!

Debosree realised that the feminine soul inside her was admiring the image on the mirror. A curvy girl clad in a purple lacy bra and a pink panty!

"Hmmmmmm......... now comes the saree!"

Falguni began dressing Debosree in the typical marathi way, while the more she made the saree wrap around her body, the more the bobby felt she was being held trapped or something that sort.

In the meantime, Pratiksha was the one helping Pallavi get dressed. The bong bride was satisfied to the core as she had just recently recieved another heavy dose of semen inside her from her hunk husband.

What was turning on Pallavi more was the way the saree was being wrapped in her semi naked body by her nanad. So different than the Bengali style, she was familiar with.

"Now you will resemble a 'Marathi baiko!'" Pratiksha teased her bhabhi, while she was doing the hip adjustments with the saree.

"A baiko?" Pallavi cooed, her nipples strangely erect while she used a Marathi word. She found it strangely arousing, which had no rational explanation.

"Aga ho! A baiko!! Who looks so fresh and radiant because her Maratha warrior husband took good care of her!!!"

When Pratiksha pouted these last words, she tugged the saree with some force below the flat stomach of Pallavi, making her bite her lip and feel a gush in her cunny once more. The same cunny which had taken the dose of potent semen twice by now!

Now the stench was still fresh and Pratiksha naughtily sniffed it! The more her nanad sniffed the potency, the more Pallavi blushed and looked down.

"Hmmmmmmmmmm... bhabhi, your pussu has taken enough of my bhau's dahi!!! hmmmmm?"

"Eesh! How shameless you are Pratiksha! I am your bhabhi!!" Pallavi purred, amazed at how shameless her new nanad was.

"Are bhabhi!! Zau de! (Let it be) I know how much you enjoyed my bhau. Your face has such a glow!!"

"Dhattt ... stop it now , do my hair too okay?" Pallavi blushed and smiled with a clear mischief on her face, while Pratiksha did her hair and tied it in the traditional bun and finally when she was done, she held the shoulders of her bhabhi and cooed....

"Look up now! you are done!"

Pallavi gazed up slowly and she awed her look. No way she felt that she beloned to the East anymore. Right there in the mirror was the perfect Marathi bride in her beautiful Nauvari saree!

"Hmmmm one last thing!" Pratiksha took out a round big nathini and placed it firm on the nose of her bhabhi. The nathini gave the perfect Marathi touch to Pallavi's face and she adored it along with her tied bun and the Nauvari saree that she wore.

"Oh gosh.... is that really me?" Pallavi hissed in a thrilling tone.

'Mmmmhmmmm its you bhabhi! 100%" Pratiksha cooed and rubbed her cheek against Pallavi's, who realised she had a smile which was perhaps never so wide or radiant before!

Infact, Pallavi's excited naughty mind now wondered...

"Debu might be ready by now too!! hmmmmmm" 

A naughtier smile passed the well fucked bong girl's face when she realised Debosree was just another bride like her. It sent a wicked shiver inside her cunny and she couldn't wait to greet her ex-husband in her new avatar.

On the other hand Debosree emitted an "ouch!" When Falguni made him wear the nathini too. Right there in the mirror was a total Marathi bride who had a gloomy expression on the face, but still her face looked radiant for the simple reason that she was well fucked last night.

Both came out of their rooms and the moment Debosree made an eye contact with Pallavi, she got more embarrassed and faced down untill she walked upto a smiling Hars eagerly waiting for her.  

Pallavi too admired her ex-husband and then smiled shy as she walked towards Daksh.

..............


Few Moments later :

"Ah kiti chaan muli baiko vetla Harsh aani Dakshla!" (Ah, Daksh and Harsh has got such beautiful brides)

An elderly lady present in the hall saw the two brides come down with their respective husbands. Both Daksh and Harsh were dressed an expensive kurta and dhoti along with the traditional Marathi cap on their heads while both Pallavi and Debosree looked ravishing in their Nauvari sarees.

Daksh shamelessly placed a hand on the exposed spine area of Pallavi, making her feel small sexual tremors from merely his touch and she smiled back towards him in response to his wide smile. While, on the other hand, Harsh just held the hand of Debosree firm, clearly making her feel more awful than she already was. The crowd of men and women admiring her made the bobby cringe every single second.

When both Pallavi and Debosree climbed down the stairs, they felt some relief because both their legs still were wobbly while their hips still pained a bit. In their minds, they recollected the heavy sex they recieved from their husbands and while Pallavi smirked at the memory, Debosree cursed herself for that awful night!

Debosree refused to make eye contact with her ex-wife in such a context, but she was aware that Pallavi openly smiled towards her and this was true because she was awed at how gorgeous her ex-husband looked as the Marathi bride. Her wicked naughty cunny made a small vibration at this naughty reality of both of them being brides of the same family.

Meanwhile, a middle aged lady went upto the couples and then gestured towards Prajakta....

"Hmmmm no doubt they say Bengali girls are so beautiful! Hmmmm.....I hope your husband's didn't trouble you much hehe!"

Prajakta added some more mischievous lines....

"They belong to my sons now! They can't complain if they did so!"

The lines made Pallavi blush and her clitoris throbbed deep within her saree folds, while Debosree gasped silently at the crude comment of her saasuma.

"Absolutely aai!" Both hunk brothers cooed at the same time as they both squeezed a bit of the spine flesh of their brides, making Pallavi and Debosree moan a bit right there in public, while some of the ladies giggled.

"I should have atleast cleaned up down there....oh!" Pallavi cooed towards Daksh, who then whispered back...

"No need! You smell good Pallavi!" 

Pallavi smiled and blushed while on the other hand, Debosree still felt she would rather rest and the more she looked at Harsh's smiling face, the more she raged inside, while Falguni who stood at her side, softly cooed to her...

"Don't worry bhabhi, bhau will massage the pain out of your body with one more session hehe!"

"Stop it!!" Debosree scolded her nanad and looked even more angry, but she moderated her anger and decided to be silent.

In the meantime, both couples sat on their Aashirwad chairs and took blessings, while Debosree and Pallavi both in perticular noticed Prajakta busy on her phone, talking to someone with a smile on her face. In a while, she came back to her sons and bahus.

"Oh by the way Pallavi and Debosree, we have invited your mother to join in for the upcoming rituals because she is my samdhan afterall!" 

Prajakta cooed with a smile, while a latent naughty plan was being cooked in her mind, which she decided to just keep it to herself. 

Debosree shivered at the thought of facing her mother in her wifely avatar, while Pallavi got very excited to meet Promila!

"Oh aai...that is sweet!" 

When Pallavi cooed "aai", Prajakta pinched her exposed stomach area and purred...."good girl! You pronounced it right this time!"

Pallavi blushed and bit her lip, also assuring herself that her new nanads were far more naughtier then Subosree. 

In the meantime, Debosree just sighed and wondered how difficult it would be for her to face her mother after being well fucked as a wife by a man. Her toes and palms almost shivered with dry sweat, while Pallavi too was thrilled and she blushed when she wondered how could she face her ex-sasuma after being so well fucked by the son of her current one!

Prajakta too had a smile when she recieved a message from her Pehelwan brother...

"Praju dear I just left Thane, I will be there soon! Can't wait to meet my nephews and their brides!"

[Mintu08]

Be tuned.

[Vicky Viknesh]

Awesome update

[Dumeelkumar]

Good one