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

[Johnnythedevil]

Nice narrative

[Ragasiyananban]

Good update

When a man turned woman can get woman body. How does he get a woman feelings is just surprising and confusing.

[Bigil]

Amazinggg

[chellaporukki]

For what palo did for debo, debo should have killed her. He is forced to accept as woman. Still cant understand the debo character.

[karimeduramu]

Any man in Debo place would have committed suicide. This shameless seems to want to live in both world.

[arahan90]

This story looked promising at start...but it has turned out to sp vague that it becomes impossible to believe forget about enjoying...this is harsh statement but truth ur other story was a masterpiece

[Mintu08]

This story looked promising at start...but it has turned out to sp vague that it becomes impossible to believe forget about enjoying...this is harsh statement but truth ur other story was a masterpiece

I appreciate the analysis. However, I also believe in diversity of contexts. I will be writting more stories in future, hope to capture your fancy in some of my upcoming ones

[Mintu08]

Chapter 33

When the Aashirwad rituals were done, Debosree excused herself to a posh corner of the house where a royal balcony showed the scenario of some beautiful mountains and trees and with her hands on the posh marble railing, she gazed outside. A tear ran down her eyes when she realised her current fate, but just then a hand held her shoulder.

A shiver passed Debosree as she turned back to greet none other than her ex-wife!

Pallavi looked as radiant as the bobby herself. The large nathini made both of them look like the perfect bride sisters and Pallavi had a naughty gaze as she lifted the chin of her ex-husband up untill both their beautiful eyes met each other.

"You look gorgeous Debu!"

Debosree remained silent and blinked softly.

"Common Debu....you know I don't exaggerate!" Pallavi gave a cute puppy look with a blink as well. 

"You kissed him!" Debosree looked the other side in a sheer jealous glare on her face.

Pallavi sighed and realised that Debosree must have peeked at her intimacy with Daksh in the morning. She got her pink manicured fingers up and covered her mouth with a hand with raised eyes and a killing silence followed up where Debosree angrily looked at her and the very next moment brought out of a short giggle out of Pallavi, but it wasn't evil or intentional, but just a momentary reaction.

The short giggle almost shook the soul of Debosree and her heart ached to see a wicked smile on Pallavi's face!

Pallavi cooed naughtily.... "Ufff! Debu you can be so insane at times!! Yes I kissed him! He fucked me so good!!"

Debosree caught hold of the railing hard this time and had pain and agony in her eyes. But Pallavi decided to maintain some naughtiness throughout and she ran a nail on the bobby's face, tracing the delicate features with a purr....

"You kissed him too and fucked him too right?"

Debosree gasped at the crude question, but she couldn't deny the wonderful sex Harsh did with her. Yes for sure, her male mind cringed and loathed and suffered, but the feminine soul deep inside had its fill.

But infront of Pallavi, Debosree was awfully exasperated! How on earth could she admit to her ex-wife that she allowed a man to mount her and that too a manly hunk like Harsh!

But Pallavi sighed and held Debosree's hands on hers and cooed softly....

"It's okay Debu! Let's embrace our realities and admit that we both had a good time! The fact is he fucked me so well that he made up for all the losses from your end in one go! Debu, you had barely satisfied me back then, so much so that I was craving for manly touches!! Hmmmmmph! Let's face it, you actually belonged to this body!! You needed a man to complete you!"

Pallavi cooed the words out of genuine feelings from her end, while at the same time, she also felt naughty in having such a conversation with Debosree and to she leaned her face ahead and purred again...

"You didn't answer me Debu!"

"I.....I didn't allow him to kiss me!!" Debosree spat out with agony, but kept her voice low.

"You should have Debu! I am sure he kisses as good as Daksh!"

Pallavi cooed and softly rubbed her fingers on Debosree's equally softer ones. A pang of electricity passed the bobby's body as she cringed getting such advices from her ex-wife, out of all people. But Pallavi was internally facing a dark arousal from teasing her ex-husband in this context.

"I still remember the time when you had held my hand with these soft fair fingers and proposed me!" 

Pallavi cooed as she sweetly felt the soft fingers of her ex-husband and admired how beautiful they looked with the manicured almond nails.

Debosree too remembered, but she cringed and burned with fire and rage and jealousy as Pallavi purred her next words...

"But then Daksh's darker manlier fingers made me realise the touch I was missing throughout Debu! don't be mad at me.......... I am sure you will understand.......... because...."

"Because..?" Debosree cringed the words coming out of her ex-wife. It felt horrible and awful to her ears, but Pallavi now left the palm and slowly touched the shoulders and continued...

"Because your fingers crave for a manlier touch too!"

The teasy naughty tone from Pallavi made Debosree burn with rage inside and she shifted her ex-wife's hands off from her shoulders, pouting in her beautiful feminine voice...

"Palo, please! I don't need your advice!!" 

Debosree spat in a soft tone and looked outside. Her heart still beating in the anticipation of Harsh even remotely touching her lips with his. But, what disturbed the most, was the slight tinge of arousal her soul felt from the idea. 

"Wives are supposed to kiss their husbands! Allow them to hold their waist with their manly hands and nibble on their soft features Debu Silly!!!"

Pallavi traced a finger on the curve of the waist of Debosree as she purred the lines, sending a wicked insane dark shiver in the bobby, while she realised some more unexpected currents pass through when Pallavi leaned further and cooed into her ear...

"Go on Debu, enjoy the lie of a woman! Allow Harsh to touch you more, to nibble on your sensitive areas and certainly do allow him to K-i-s-s y o u!"

Debosree sighed and her face looked so gorgeous despite the terror all over it. Pallavi wishes she could show this face to Promila and Subosree, but a dark corner inside her assured her that there will perhaps be many such sadist opportunities in future. She herself wasn't sure of what they would be like, but her own clitoris wickedly throbbed for some unknown reason.

"Palo.......leave! leave me alone....ssnniff..."

These feelings of arousal from the anticipation of kissing Harsh on the lips made Debosree feel an unknown fear, despite being already fucked by him and Pallavi rubbed her cheek against her's softly and purred again.......

"Its okay Debu, you will realise my words someday...."

However just then, a maidservant occured and cooed towards both of them....

"Prajakta madam is expecting you both on the darbaar hall!" 

Pallavi smiled and nodded while Debosree raised an eyebrow and cooed....'The darbaar hall?"

Pallavi pinched a cheek softly and murmured...."Silly! there must be some function, come on, lets go!"

While Debosree and Pallavi headed towards the hall, the latter noticed the natural hip sway of the bobby and she couldn't help but compliment...

"Uff Debu! you finally learnt to sway like a woman! hmmmmm sexy!"

Debosree cringed and made a face, not bothering to look at Pallavi's smirk and within a moment, they both were inside the darbaar hall and they sat with their husbands, who again admired their Bong wives in their Nauvari sarees and the nathanis.

'Uff Pallavi! the nathini looks sexy on you!" Daksh cooed softly, making his wife blush and purr..."Thanks!"

While, Harsh kept looking at Debosree's red glossy lips and his lips salivated to kiss them, but he didn't want to rush it, he rather wished Debosree approved of it with her own consent. Despite the raw sex appeal, his heart had an equally amount of love for her too.

The husbands took the palms of their brides with their manly hands and while Pallavi again eyed the contrast of their palms and blushed with a smile, Debosree felt wicked currents on having hers held by Harsh, but she didn't smile one bit, she had a neutral expression on her face and yet Harsh smiled when they made accidental eye contacts.

The lavish arena in the darbaar looked more like a monumental room of the earlier days and just then the lights when dim. Both Debosree and Pallavi wondered what was about to come up!

A strange silence took over the entire hall untill the sounds of dholak began, clearly belonging to a song, which both Debosree and Pallavi was unfamiliar with!

A lady appeared dancing in rhythm with the dholaks. Her Marathi style of saree was that of the Lavani dancer and normally the men, including Daksh and Harsh got pre-aroused already. Debosree noticed Harsh firmly placing his palm on her's in some latent thrill, while Daksh did the same, he firmly held Pallavi's palm, while pouting softly to her...

"You will enjoy the show, trust me!"

Pallavi smiled and looked ahead in curiosity and she noticed the girl dancing with her ass swaying in an undoubtedly sexual manner. She still had her back towards the audience, but her body moved in an expressive manner. Pallavi and Debosree was in an awe in realising how the saree had been wrapped. They both had never been acquainted with a Lavani dance, and they were amazed at how the lower portion of the saree highlighted the hips and exposed the waist sexily.

Finally after some ass and spine swaying, the girl turned front and the spotlight hit her beautiful face where she had her lower lip bitten sexily.

"Oh hey wait..........that's Pushpa!!" Pallavi raised her eyes and was amazed to see the formal dressed P.A of her sasuma.

Atlast the wordings began in the song....


"Chaita punavechi raat aaj aaliya bharaat" 

(The full-moon night of the Chaitra month has arrived)

Pushpa lip-synced and bit her lip once more in a lewd manner, which stirred Pallavi and Debosree a bit.

"Dhad dhad kaljaat majhya mayeena"

(This throbbing in my breasts knows no bounds)

Pushpa thrusted her sexy blouse clad tits towards the audience! She had an impressive set of breasts behind her purple blouse, which enticed the men, incuding Harsh and Daksh who began getting hard-ons already. Pallavi was the first to notice a slight bulge just below her and Daksh's palm and she realised her husband was turned on already. 

While Debosree felt a lump on Harsh's dhoti touching her thigh through the saree. She shivered and then the next set of words from the song again made her observe Pushpa's performance further!

"Kadi kava kutha kasa jeev jhala yedapees"

(When, where and how my soul has gone crazy)

Pushpa yanked her feet gently, making the anklets make a rythmic sound.

"Tyacha nhai bharavasa tol rhaina!"

(It has become dizzy and cannot be trusted!)

Pushpa now danced more to the rhythm after lipsing the last words with a sexy purr. She swayed her ass to and fro as per the dholak sounds and the more she did so, the more Harsh and Daksh had bigger lumps underneath their dhotis. Debosree felt disturbed with Harsh's bulge touching her thigh again and again, while Pallavi was feeling more and more aroused due to the combination of eyeing Daksh's bulge and Pushpa's lavani performance. 

Never in Kolkata, Pallavi had ever seen or witnessed one before! She never even had a clue to what the words meant, but the dholak with the kinky steps from Pushpa was turning her on and she enjoyed further, while Daksh purred to her nearest ear...

"Enjoying the dance?"

"Shameless!!! control your feelings here atleast!" Pallavi purred back with a hidden lewd smirk herself, clearly more turned on to see the cock lump inside the dhoti rise more and more up.

"Pushpa is a good dancer! right?" Daksh noticed Pallavi didn't leave the lump of his and rather she began to soothe the whole dhoti clad pole softly with a totally awed murmer..."Mmmmmhmmmm"

Pushpa danced on and on with her sweet-sounding anklets and her hip shakes, while just then on stage, a muscled oiled up-pehelwaan joined in and  he was bare-bodied with just a dhoti on and was as well-endowed as Harsh and Daksh. The robust man made flirty moves with Pushpa and she lipped further with lusty expressions...

"Raya soda aata tari kaal yel nhai bari"

(Leave me!! the time isn't right)

"Punha bhetu kavatari saajna"

(We shall meet again some other time)

Lipping the lines, Pushpa shook her hips even more towards the oiled muscled marathi man who grabbed her bangled forearms with a firm force, almost shaking Pallavi and Debosree out of surprise!

Daksh and Harsh enjoyed the show while it was Daksh who noticed how turned on Pallavi was. Such was her state that she almost absent-mindedly hand-jobbed her husband through the dhoti, while Debosree felt a bigger shiver when Harsh blew some hot air into her ear with a firm command....

"Uff Debosree.....touch me there! I am all hot, you must be too right?"

Debosree couldn't ignore that the dhoti-clad lum only grew fatter and fatter and if it wasn't for the dim hall lights, the women around could have seen it too.

In the meantime, Pushpa tired to free her hand from her male co-artist, but he had a firm grip with his muscular thick forearm and that is when she lipped the lines further...

"Mala jau dya na ghari aata vajle ki bara!!"

(Let me go home now, the clock has struck!!)

"Mala jau dya na ghari aata vajle ki bara!!"

(Let me go home now, the clock has struck!!)

Pushpa tried to free her hand, but the man pulled her close and kissed her cheek, making the P.A blush and bite her lower lip once more.

In the meantime, Pallavi was very turned on with the stage performance of Pushpa. She now clearly began to give an unambiguous handjob to Dash, who smiled and enjoyed both the delights of a sexy Lavani dance as well as his wife's hand-service.

Just then, a group of some more girls followed on stage and they all teased Pushpa and the man...

"Hila jau dya na ghari aata vajle ki bara"

(Let her go home sir!!! its already 12)

The girls then giggled and Daksh felt some more kinkiness in the darkened hall. He ascended his fingers and ran them all over the lips and cheeks of Pallavi, who already had a dreamy look and she sometimes looked at Pushpa, sometimes at the muscled marathi male-artist and continue her handjob on Daksh's dhoti lump.

On the other hand, Debosree wanted to scream, but she was rather speechless when Harsh gently escorted her soft hand on his own lump and kept his hand on top of her's, clearly shutting the way of escape for her.

Along with the dholaks, there was this strange heat that reached Debosree's body as she made finger contact with the hard-on. A massive monster that hid under the confines of the dhoti. 

"Ah...." Debosree cooed suddenly, when Harsh suddenly kissed her cheek.

The lump grew harder and harder and Debosree felt even more embarrassed and awkward being in a public space in such a context.

The song continued for some more moments with a scenario where the rugged looking semi-naked man grabbed Pushpa by the waist and took her somewhere behind the main arena, leaving behind some sexual gasps from the ladies in perticular and in the meantime, the lights were on, making both Pallavi and Debosree take their danity hands off their husbands hardened lumps.

"Hmmmmmmmm we shall deal with this later!" Daksh winked at Pallavi, making her blush while Harsh smirked at Debosree, making her shiver with discomfort once more. Her palms sweated from touching the tent in the dhoti, even though it was her husband's. The still-male mind felt disturbed and Debosree cringed even more, but since the lights were on, she just had a neutral expression on her beautiful face.

The audience clapped untill both Pushpa and the man came out and Pallavi in perticular noticed how the P.A was adjusting her pallu while she had come out to the open once more. This tiny glimpse itself made her more horny for Daksh and she could barely wait to make out with him once more!

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

Kolkata :

Promila confirmed her ticket to Mumbai through her phone message and she felt very happy to visit both Pallavi and Debosree and at the same time, she was quite thrilled to be in a whole new state, a totally new city! Far away from the East.

But Promila then remembered what Prajakta had suggested her on the phone, a very specefic message -

"I want you to wear a really vibrant colored saree or else you shall be spanked!"

The last word sent shivers inside the mature widow lady. She was amazed at how playful her samdhan was and just some few days ago she had this crazy dream of being chained and licking the gold bangles and all. And now, the last word sent a wicked shiver inside Promila and she felt a breeze hit her body from the window pane.

She got up and stood near her almirah and looked at her white saree with the cream yellow blouse. With a sigh, she realised how empty her life was, since the death of Debosree's father. 

With the next sigh, Promila opened the almirah and her eyes browsed through, untill both pupils reached an isolated corner...

The corner which contained the colored sarees of her past!

The colors looked vibrant and almost each were of bright ones. Promila looked at each and bit her lip as she saw the red one in perticular, which belonged to her marriage, long ago. She shifted aside the thoughts of the red one and focussed on the green one, a parrot green one with a darker green sleeveless blouse!

Promila took the saree in her hand and remembered it as an anniversary gift from her late husband and she also remembered how intimate he had been with her when she had clad that saree for the first time, long ago.

With the breezes from outside that occured in and passed through her, they also made her remember the kisses and the gropes and the sensual touches she had recieved from Debosree's father that very day.

Promila took the saree and laid down back on her bed again and closed her eyes in those wonderful moments she had spent with her late husband. Her hands stirred a bit before it could reach around her neck and run along the nape and then slowly but lightly on her still pallu covered cleavage and then down to her mound area, but suddenly out of a sheer shame, she stopped and blushed when she realised she was inviting colorful feelings at this stage of her life. But then she read the message and the word 'spanked' made her giggle for some reason.

"Mrs Kulkarni has quite a sense of humour.......hnmmmm..Mumbai!.... Can't wait to see the children!"

With some more thrill and excitement inside her heart, Promila got down the bed and decided to pack some her bags and while she chose a good amount of white and cream colored sarees, she found a guilty pleasure in choosing some of the colored ones too, as advised by Prajakta.

Promila packed the bags and felt a rush, an unknown rush deep inside her and she wondered if it was just the idea to visit a new state

or something more!

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

In the meantime, Mumbai :

Rich Maharashtrian cuisine was served which consisted of various lentils and chapatis and both brown and white rice with various amounts of sabzis. Pallavi and Debosree were made to sit on a royal aasan, while a handmaiden served the plates to them. The sheer quantity almost shook them both!

"No way Pratiksha....this is sooo much!" Pallavi cooed as she noticed how much meals were there on the grand table for her and Debosree.

"Oh common bhabhi!! You won't fatten up with just these meals!" Pratiksha had a naughty tone.

Debosree too noticed the sheer quantity and she also couldn't deny that the aroma was mouth-watering!

Falguni noticed both her bhabhis looking carefully at the big glass of some tangy liquid and she cooed to both of them...

"Thats aamras! A must after a good meal in the Maharashtrian cuisine!" 

"Oh..." Pallavi pouted, while her nose took in the heavenly aroma of the grand meal given to her. While Debosree too shyly salivated. Being a Bengali, she had always been a foody person and no matter whatever happened to her later on, the foody spirit didn't leave her one bit. But there was also a newfound shyness that occured inside her and she hesitated to go ahead with the grand plate, but her nanad Falguni wouldn't leave her alone easily!

"Uff Debosree bhabhi! Go on and eat up!! The way my bhau would eat you hehe!" 

Debosree shivered and remembered the sudden old moment when she noticed Daksh giving oral pleasure to Pallavi, making her moan and she felt her heart tearing a bit once more. While, Pallavi blushed when she recollected her "ate up" moment with Daksh and her mound throbbed to recieve another oral session from her hunk husband. The memories of the tongue on her clitoris and the teasing of the lips on her labia majora made the bong girl squirm a bit on her grand seat and sigh in latent kinkiness.

However just then, Falguni broke her thought bubble and cooed cutely...."ummm Bhabhi, begin with the green chilli out there!"

"Okay....ummm..." Pallavi took a long green chilli and bit on it, letting a slight uncomfortable moan!

"Are are aga bai! Bhabhi moans so well!!" Pratiksha cooed and the girls around her and Falguni giggled at the same time.

In the meantime, both Daksh and Harsh had already made their Honeymoon plans, but they didn't want to disclose it yet to their wives. 

Both the hunk brothers wanted it to be a surprise for their ravishing Bong brides!

[Mintu08]

Be tuned.

[fuckandforget]

Nice update

[Kallapurushan]

Very good

[xavierrxx]

Super update

[Thangaraasu]

So nice writing

[Nesamanikumar]

Superbbb

[Mintu08]

Chapter 34

Around Midnight, Mumbai :

Pallavi sat on her cushioned chair to admire herself in the mirror. Never in her life she had worn a purely satin nightie that exposed her cleavage sexily. However, in her mind, a jealous aspect of her kept comparing her breasts with Pushpa's bigger ones. She never knew the P.A of her sasuma had such juicy breasts untill the dance performance!

"Hmmmmmmm..................you look sexy in this!" A topless Daksh appeared from behind and nuzzled his wife's cheeks, while Pallavi smiled back and she turned to kiss a small peck on her hunk husband's lips.

"I have a surprise for you!" Daksh smirked and while Pallavi looked back at the mirror, a sparkling heavy diamond pendant surrounded her neck!

Pallavi was awe-struck!

"Liked it?" Daksh kissed a cheek and smiled.

"Oh my gosh Daksh........this looks so expensive!" Pallavi admired the pendant with her black satin nightie, it made her skin glow more somehow.

"Forget about the price, not more pricey than my Bong wife!" Daksh smiled and in the meantime, Pallavi got up and faced him. She opened her mouth to say something, but stopped and turned her eyes the other side.

"Something in your mind madam?" Daksh held his wife's slim but a fine curvy waist and slowly pulled her close to him.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmm.......just thinking of Pushpa! she danced so amazingly!" 

Daksh pecked his wife's lips very softly and cooed...."Did her dance make you so horny?"

"You were so shameless!!" Parvati pouted back with a light playful punch on the hard pec of her husband who then took her to the bed and they sat together. With some exchange of glances, Daksh asked again....."You didn't answer me yet!"

Pallavi sighed and nodded..."Because you were horny too!"

Daksh smiled and made her lie down on the bed, while he slowly got one powerful thigh of his on his wife's satin clad thigh and rubbed on it slowly. All the hunk had was his underwear which didn't hide the major lump inside it and the more the tent poked Pallavi's thigh, the more turned on she became.

"I am horny since morning, but you are not only horny, but jealous!!" 

Daksh cooed and kissed the nape of the neck slowly, sending a sexual shiver inside Pallavi, but she still pouted..."Jealous?"

"Of Pushpa's big melons!!" Daksh winked and kissed the other side of the neck, sending a wicked tickle inside Pallavi who bit her lower lip as if caught red-handed over something. It was actually true that the more Pushpa had thrusted her breasts with the song, the more she had felt some jealousy because her's were just merely round shaped mangoes in comparison.

"Dhatt...nothing like that!!! I am happy with these!" Pallavi thrusted her breasts up towards her husband's eyes and she thrusted in a way that her cleavage was emphasized well enough and Daksh kissed the topmost portion of the cleavage this time, making her moan and held the strong bare back of her husband, making herself inch more and more closer to him now.

"Oh Daksh, are you truly a good lover or is this all sme dream?" Pallavi hissed as Daksh kissed all over the breasts through the satin material and he looped his kisses around the breasts and the neck area, while at times, kissing the lips too.

Pallavi kissed her husband's lips back with equal grace and the dim lights in the room suddenly made her eyes travel along the marvelous herculeon figure of her husband. She ran her long almond nails on the fabulous 17 inched-biceps very very slowly and the slowness had a sensual grasp to it.

A moment of a creepy silence crept in when Pallavi just kept running her fingers on the biceps and triceps of Daksh who admired his wife's long-nailed fingers on his bulges. To Pallavi, the feeling was nothing less than a deep sexual breeze through her body as she realised how strong her husband was. 

Daksh decided to become a bit more naughty in this steamed-up atmosphere and he just laid on top of his wife in silence, allowing her to feel his strong bulges all over his hands. He leaned a bit down and hissed naughtily....

"Feeling sad that you missed me before?" 

Pallavi nodded in a sad gloomy face. She remembered the times when Debosree failed to satisfy her as a man and she sighed as she leaned up and kissed Daksh on the lips once more, pouting.....

"But, glad I found you now!"

Daksh smiled and kissed her back once more, while he decided to add more fire inside his wife through conversations alone. He ran his hand on one satin clad breast and played with the erect nipple in middle, flicking it and adding more fire inside her with his words as well....

"Hmmmmmmmm so sad your unmanly ex-husband is now reduced to a woman who my brother married and guess what?......."

Pallavi felt a wicked current inside her when Debosree was suddenly being brought into the picture through humiliation and added to this fire, was also the flicking of the nipple and she yet she hissed in a husky tone......."w..what?"

"My brother is pleasuring her so well!!!! She must be moaning and biting her lips just like you!! She is so sexy and so delicious Pallavi!! No way she was made to be a man!!! She was made to be the demure woman who deserved a pehelwan like my brother!!!"

Pallavi was ashamed she was getting turned on with this wickedly tempting talk on her ex-husband, but now that Debosree was a complete woman, she felt aroused from Daksh's words and she held him firm with a low moan-voice....

"Daksh! I would have cried all my life if I didn't find you! My ex-husband deserves this life because he was so.........."

"Small and tiny-winy eh?" Daksh winked as he rubbed one bare strong thigh of his on his wife's smooth one through the nightie. The sheer weight of the muscled thigh was enough to make the vulva lips of Pallavi open up slowly along with some sweet discharge of pre-orgasmic liquid!

"I dont want to remember it!" Pallavi cooed, although she was actually experiencing some wicked pangs of kinkiness from the talk.

'C'mmon tell me about it!" Daksh hissed into her ear and licked on the lobe very sensually. The moment his lips touched the ear, she shivered and rubbed her exposed calve on his. By this time, the satin nightie had easily been raised up untill her lower thigh, exposing her lower legs. 

"She didn't deserve to be a man!!! I regret my previous marriage! aah............" 

Pallavi moaned as she felt Daksh opening the robe of her satin nightie and all she had was a purple lacy bra on her upper body. The medium b-cups still looked enticing despite not being very big in size, although Daksh had plans in his mind to make sure his wife evolved in that matter.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmm! okay, now tell me, what do you think about Pushpa's dancing partner?" Daksh kissed the area around the exposed navel of his wife and hissed.

Pallavi bit her lower lip on her sexy flat stomach being kissed and she cooed.... "Uhmmmm.... he was really getting onto her!!!"

Daksh now tongued the navel and he did it in a way as if he was penetrating the small hole with his tongue tip and this act sent wicked sensations inside his wife. 

Daksh now cuddled more to his wife and cooed back... "Hmmmmmmm I am sure Pushpa had fucked him many times!!!!"

"How hmmmmmm aah did you know?" Pallavi hissed back, experiencing more orgasmic tensions as Daksh kissed up and up from the navel, till he reached the lacy bra and this time he nuzzled his nose on the exposed cleavage and murmured back.....

"Because Pushpa recently looks so quenched and fresh and she put on a decent amount of weight too!!"

Pallavi shivered at the last words. The nuzzling of her husband's nose on her cleavage was already enticing her body senses, but the last words from her husband also sent some unknown shivers inside her body and mind at the same time.

"You mean?....." Pallavi hissed, but Daksh interfered and hissed too....

"Yup! That pehelwan is her real life husband! its only recently she got married and she is fucked all night by him!"

"Ohhhhhhh gawd!! That sophisticated P.A...uhhh Pushpa and uh.........aahmm............her husband is such a hunk aahhh!"

"Yes dear! He is an Alpha afterall!" Daksh now opened the buttons of the bra slowly.

Pallavi bit her lip and cooed..."Hmmmmmmmmmm...just like you!" and when she looked down immediately after she breathed the last words, she noticed an angry lump inside the breifs of her husband, poking her exposed thigh. 

"You got me so wet Daksh..........uh lick me down there puhleeezeee!" Pallavi always had a fascination with oral pleasure, and she remembered how graciously her husband had pleasured her vulva and clitoris with his tongue in the morning. 

However, Daksh had his focus on his wife's breasts at the moment, which only had the constraint of that one last button, which his fingers held now.

"Darling, I see two things craving for a lot of attention!"

"Which onees??" Pallavi shivered with her words when that one last button was undone atlast!

The bra opened wide apart leaving the gorgeous b-cup breasts of Pallavi exposed in their open glory and Daksh kissed each globe just above its nipples and purred...."These!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh Daksh!!! you are such a uhmmmmmmm!" Pallavi shivered when her nipples hardened more from the exclusive attention her husband gave to her breasts at this moment.

"Let me promise something to these beautiful precious gems!" Daksh kissed each breast on the topmost portion and hissed.

"Uhmmmm what?" Pallavi enjoyed the attention on her breasts and the way the underneath of her globes were being held by her husband's firm palms.

"I promise to shower these with the blessings of my rugged palms and my naughty lips and may these grow and blossom like Pushpa!"

Daksh now straightaway nibbled the nipples before Pallavi could even react and she hissed in passion as she held the head of her husband firm against her breasts, as he sucked on each more and more and in the meantime, his other hand reached for his briefs and pulled it down untill the hard cock was exposed and it straightaway sneaked inside the lacy nightie, searching for Pallavi's warm wet coven.

"Ah oh Daksh!" Pallavi hissed as the cock reached inside the vulva gates and what then began was a slow smooth fuck from Daksh. Pallavi moaned and wrapped her legs around her husband's firm waist and made sure she added a synced rhythm along with his moves and no longer words were exchanged, because Daksh either feasted on the breasts or the lips with his own. 

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Harsh's room :

In this meantime, Debosree came out of the washroom in her own satin nightie which was Wine red in color. She took her own sweet time in dressing in it, because she did it reluctantly, but what scared her the most was Harsh's wide smiled-reaction on seing her in the nightie.

Harsh looked no less than the bare chested macho hero who looked hot in the dim yellow light of his room. All he had was a silky crimson colored sheet, underneath which, he was totally naked and his cock was already standing all eager to invade.

"Ah, Debosree, you look gorgeous in this color!" Harsh smirked as his cock stood more in girth and length as his eyes scanned the beautiful exposed fair calves of his wife from where the nightie ended. Debosree on the other hand cringed and loathed the attention from her husband, even worse a man! Because, her mind almost shouted to stop the moment and run away somewhere!

"Its a bit too tight!.." Debosree pouted from the inner feminine soul she had developed recently.

"I know dear! its perfect for the curvy body of yours!' Harsh opened his arms wide, gesturing her to come near him. His cock could barely wait to invade, his lips desperate to plant kisses all over his wife's body. 

Debosree for some reason felt some warmth in Harsh's eyes. There was something she wanted to share and open up and therefore just when she sat on the bed and Harsh came near her, he held her hands and was just about to kiss the held palm, untill a sweet-feminine cooe appeared from the bobby.....

"Haa...Harsssh........I........."

"What is it love?" Harsh blinked with warmth in his eyes.

"I.........I don't feel okay with this!" Debosree jerked her hand off, which easily was shoved off because Harsh had loosened his grip for a moment.

"What happened sweetheart?" Harsh inched closer. His heart yearned to know why the beautiful Bengali bobby had a gloomy expression. It didn't suit her beautiful kissable lips at all.

"Harsh!...I..........I still am a man in my mind!!!" Debosree let out and Harsh stopped proceeding towards the lips this time. A sudden silence crept inside the well-filled sensual atmosphere of the room.

"Its just that I feel..............." Debosree continued to pout about how she still had the male mind and how he was Bobbyfied without his own consent and all, but Harsh was blinded with romantic lust for his wife. All he saw was the beautiful slow blink of the big round doe like eyes and the moving of the lips which looked juicy and easily inviting a wet kiss.

"Debosree.............sshhh" Harsh held a finger on the juicy lips of Debosree, stopping her.

Debosree was shocked to know that in this tender moment, all her husband wanted was still to continue with his lusty moves and that is exactly what happened! 

"I dont care about your past! all I know is that I have a beautiful Bengali wife who is arousing me to the highest limit possible!!!"

"Bb..ut..." Debosree whined, but before she could whine any further, her lips were sealed by Harsh who held her firm and the moment his arms touched her satin clad spine, a sexual tremor passed through her and she felt even more angry on herself for feeling so. Slowly, Harsh pulled her further untill he had her in his arms and the moment he did so, his bedsheet clad dick touched the hip of his wife.

"Harsh puhle..........ahmmmmmmmmm" Debosree wanted to object, but her husband already had began showering kisses over her neck.

But unaware of Harsh's actual intentions, Debosree just moaned and made small protests, untill her husband almost grabbed her waist firm and made her lie on her front with a thrash! 

The mighty arms that made Debosree thrash on the bed with her back facing Harsh, almost scared her and she shook with a fright, pouting...."Hh..aarsh...whaaaa...."

Sshhttthhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

The satin nightie was torn from below, making the lovely panty clad bubble ass of Debosree exposed to Harsh who had intentions that took her by surprise!

"Ufff hmmmm Debosreeeee..... don't stop me today!!! I ummm uhmm...makeee love to...mah umm....ah this sexy ass of yours!!"

"HARSH...NNN..OO AAAH!!!" Debosree was already struck with the horror when she felt the knob of her husband's cock enter her asshole and the moment it did proceed further, Harsh began to fuck the ass gently but firmly, enjoying the anal pleasure of his wife, while Debosree couldn't protest because she felt the combination of pleasure and pain at the same time, which only made her moan and moan.

Anyone peeking inside the room could easily see the sight of a wild bull riding his beloved cow and the dim light of the room did focus on the dark tone of Harsh against the fair flesh of Debosree, although the satin nightie was still clad on her body.  While, he banged her ass, he also firmly kneaded her breasts from behind and added some more wet hot kisses around her neck and the cheeks too which were wet with the embarrassed tears of the bobby. 

More than the anal attack, the horrifying fact of a man taking her from behind made Debosree weep in silent tears, but strangely also moan in a wild sexual pleasure at the same time. 

While in the other room, Daksh fucked Pallavi untill he came in gallons and this time, he made sure the potent juices spattered on the sexy flat belly of his wife and some around her breasts. Seeing the tangy potent creamy discharge around her bare parts made Pallavi moan out..."Oh Daksh...." untill she hugged his bare body firm.

The night slowly faded away with two rooms with two diverse sexual atmospheres! 


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Next Morning, Kolkata Airport :

Subosree still remained awed at her mother's stunning attire. While she had worn a normal salwar kameez with a neckline dupatta, it was Promila who looked like a ravishing milf in a way. 

Just when they took their respective seats inside the plane, Promila smacked her glossed lips as she looked into her small mirror. Subosree felt a little irritated, firstly she found her mother being dressed in a colorful saree to be slightly too much because she was a widow at the end of the day and secondly the sudden frivolous nature!

Subosree cooed softly, checking her phone for her mp3 list...

"Maa, that red gloss is a bit too red, dont you think umm?"

Subosree noticed the bright red gloss on Promila's lips and she found her mother a bit changed for some reason.

"Silly! aren't you happy to see me like this? Subu, I am not dead yet! you should be happy to see that I am trying to change things around!"

"And that is also why you also began to eat so much all of a sudden!!!! Maa!! look at this bulge down there!!!"

Now Promila blushed and she had a wicked naughty one this time. She let a long sigh out and wondered how on earth she could explain to her younger daughter about why she suddenly felt the urge, the wicked urge to fatten up slightly. Although, she was never much of a foodie, but whenever the image of the robust Prajakta Kulkarni came to her mind since Debosree and Pallavi's vidaai, the more she suddenly expanded her meals.

"Uhm Subu, I just gained a little and please! most women my age gain a decent amount of weight, its part of the aging process!" Promila cooed in a maternal way, although she did feel a bit weird to say all these things and moreover to notice that very slight waist bulge that peeked out of her saree waistgrip. She then realised that recently she had a bit more of her regular Luchi-torkaris and ofcoarse Fish and Chicken! 

Subosree just made a weird face and looked outside the plane window pane and listened to her songs, while Promila smacked her lips looking into the mirror and kept it back inside her purse and she was just about to take a small nap when suddenly her eyes reached a couple sitting opposite to her. 

Promila noticed it was a mid-forties couple, but there was enough radiancy in their chemistry. The man was a rugged looking man in his late forties probably who was whispering apparently naughty things into his wife's ears, who in her mid forties looked quite radiant with a very curvaceous figure clad in her saree. Her manicured fingers of one palm were held firmly by the strong firm ones of her husband.

Promila looked to the other side now, but her eyes kept gazing at the giggles, the inaudible talks and the strong bond between the husband and the wife. A yearning crept inside her heart to perhaps visualize herself in such a context and the more she did, the more she felt some jolts which she thought had faded away from her life long ago with her husband's death.

Promila suddenly missed Debosree's father a lot and she felt some more jolts inside her when the woman in perticular giggled as her husband whispered things to her.

With a slight frustrated sigh, Promila decided to take a small nap, although her heart was very very eager to meet Pallavi and Debosree! Her sexually frustrated soul stepped aside and her maternal concerns for Debosree in perticular rose up and she prayed in her mind...

"Bhogoban! I hope to see Debu happy.... I know it's hard for him....uhm...I mean her...."

A surprised Promila hid an unexpected devilish smile and blushed with embarrassment that her once son was now a fully fertile married woman and she scolded herself silently in her mind....

"Uff Promi! Live in the reality for god's sake! Debu is married to a man! She is your daughter now!!"

In the meantime, Subosree was ofcoarse audibly engrossed in her songs, but her mind specifically wondered what was going on with Debosree, who was once her dear dadabhai. Her heart still cringed to remember the fact that Debosree was now a woman married to a man. 

Within a few moments, he plane took off atlast and flew towards Mumbai.

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