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

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Chapter 38

Around Evening :

Promila and Subosree were unaware of whatever happened at the gym, because currently Mohan was taking them both to the famous Juhu Beach! Both mother and daughter sat behind, enjoying the chilly breezes of the Mumbai evening and along with it, Mohan also showed them various houses of Bollywood stars as he drove on.

"Interesting uncle..........wow, I mean Mannat is so beautiful! Right maa?" Subosree got easily carried away by the glitz and glamor of the city and Promila too nodded sheepishly. She had her hair tied in a bun and the saree she wore was a simple one with a faint yellow color, including the blouse which was surprisingly sleevless. Infact, the young girl did find the blouse to be revealing, keeping in mind the slightly fleshy arms of her mother, but infront of Mohan, she had to murmur carefully.....

"Maa, I can almost see your armpit hair! eesh.... why this blouse?" 

Promila didn't want to admit to her younger daughter that she deliberately did so for some amount of attention from the strong Marathi man who was smiling and driving all along. How could she admit, she wondered. But, for now, she rather maternally admonished Subosree softly.....

"Uff Subu! your maa is fine with this blouse!! You are interfering a bit too much young lady! I am your mother!"

"Uh okay.......ma relax!" Subosree didn't like the moment her mother sounded suddenly aggressive, which she had become recently, for some reason or the other, which she wasn't aware of. But what also disturbed her was the fact that Promila had worn a dim red gloss on her lips, which wasn't bright enough, but certainly added some juiciness to her lips. 

"Maa even started applying glosses hmmmmmmmm..." Subosree wondered and then noticed something to her surprise, rather an 'awed' surprise! She noticed Mohan stealing frisky glanced from the up-rearview mirror and even though the young girl couldn't make out his smile, she surely saw some apparent lust in his eyes. It startled her, but still she bit her lip and kept quiet.

On the other hand, Mohan being the friendly easy-to-get-along man he was, began to converse freely with both mother and daughter......

"Subosree, Promilaji, you will enjoy the beautiful beach we are about to reach soon! If you haven't been to Juhu, you haven't seen Mumbai yet! They say"

"Oh I see...........I have umm heared about it for sure!" Promila cooed politely and she felt wicked shivers when she smelt the musky scent of the man once more like the other day and she blushed even more, keeping in mind the fact that she had glossed her lips and had worn a sleevless blouse. Somehow the combination of all three made Promila quiver a bit between her thighs, but she ignored and sat still.

"By the way, I hope my sister is being a good host to you both!" Mohan smiled and still shamelessly kept his eyes fixed on the gloss of Promila's lips and his eyes didn't just stop there, but also descended down to see the fluffy cheeks and then the nice golden earings that almost made him yearn to kiss and lick those ears and his lump immediately formed in his trousers. He was relieved of the fact that neither Subosree nor her mother could see the lump. 

"Oh umm yes she is............ quite a lot of care indeed!" Promila cooed and recollected the moments of Maalti's massage and how soothing it made her feel inside. But what made her feel a bit shameful was how Debosree was casually and silently humiliated in the whole conversation and how she allowed the maid to to do so. But, the words couldn't be denied. Such was the awful truth!

"Good to know!" Mohan smiled and eventually they reached Juhu Beach atlast!

The evening was a calm breezy one and usually at this time, couples wondered around. Promila got down the car with her daughter and greeted the soothing breezy beach with a warm smile, while Subosree found the beach to be quite a delightful place. All three went inside and Mohan insisted on a treat immediately...

"You both must try the famous 'Vada Pav' here!" The burly man smiled. His dark wheatish tone contrasted well with the white full sleeve tshirt he wore, while Subosree kind of loathed the way he looked at her mother. His eyes had that unambiguous mischief for sure.

"Uh.......oh....never heared of it!" Promila purred. She noticed people around taking chillies by default on their plates and usually being a Bengali, she hated too much spice.

"Try it out! You will love it!" Mohan smiled wickedly and soon he passed on two plates of two Jumbo vadapav dipped with Kolahpuri chatni which was usually spicy. 

"Ssssssshhh uhhhhfff............o maa go!" Promila bit on her first vada pav and found it quite spicy, while Subosree too found it spicy as well and she made a 'ssssssssssssss' hissing sound too. Mohan giggled at this and smirked.........."Relax, spice is the passion of Maharashtrians!"

Promila noticed the glare the man had when he uttered 'spice' and she kind of made sure her pallu was dbangd well, gladly realising that she had pinned it well with her blouse. This was not the first time that Mohan's stare made her feel a bit nervous for some reason.

Promila and Subosree found the snack to be a spicy one, but then immediately after that, all three went for a soda juice which again soothed both mother and daughter. At this precise moment, Mohan noticed how the glossy lips of Promila pursed to suck the juice from the straw and the more she slurped, the more his cock stirred and he almost wanted to yank it out and calm it, but then he was mature and patient enough to wait for the right moment to come.

Just right then, All three went for a brief walk towards the sea-shore, while Subosree felt the need to be on her own, than being amongst the middle-ageds. She politely excused herself and Mohan allowed her to be on her own with a smile, while Promila admonished politely...

"Don't go too far, be nearby only Subu!"

"Okay maa!" Subosree nodded with a sigh and excused herself, while for a brief moment she turned back to see Mohan chit chatting with Promila and the two walked almost like long-lost friends. This was the first time the girl saw her mother being so close to a man, since her father's death and for some reason, Mohan's company to her mother disturbed her slightly, but then the breeze made her open air blow up, making her curious to take a further walk.

While walking, Subosree took in the sight of every and single thing around her. Be it some kids playing, couples sharing a kiss or a snack or even the waves of the sea. These sights along with a soothing breezy air was something the young girl enjoyed and not only her hair, but even her dupatta blew to and fro with a rhythm untill it swiftly shifted from her body and flew away.

"Heyyyyy uhhhh oh no!" Subosree ran after the dupatta untill she realised with a gasp that the dupatta stuck to the face of a young man! Not just young, but quite a hunk to be frankly described. The man was just wearing a tight-tshirt and shorts, which quite easily highlighting his well muscled body and the tone was ofcoarse a bit darker which loathed Subosree a bit, but she was kind of taken back by the sharp features of the face, once the dupatta was on his hand. 

"So this is yours hmmm?" The young man passed a charming smiled.

"Umm yes, can I have it back please? Subosree forwarded her hand and she wanted to just flee off as soon as possible.

The man smiled and passed the dupatta to the bong girl and then he forwarded his firm hand.........."Hi, Tejas!"

"Oh ummm Hi, Subosree!" The girl just passed a normal expression and refrained from the handshake. However, Tejas kept smiling and studied the figure of the bong girl well within her salwar kameez, while raising an eyebrow........"Subo..sree? Wait, the name sounds different!" 

'Um.....I am from Kolkata!" Subosree somehow allowed the conversation to take place further. The young man, perhaps only a little older to her, had a charming clean shaven face which suddenly gripped her attention well, but somehow his eyes had a mischief which she didn't like and just then, she excused herself....."I have to go bye........." 

Subosree didn't wait for a response from Tejas and she turned around, adjusting her hair and the moment she walked ahead, Tejas studied the slim but well defined curves within the salwar kameez itself and then, he raised a voice, stopping her by surprise...

"Ummmm hope to see you again!!"

Subosree just looked behind for a moment and then looked front again, not bothering to reply or not even pass a smile. But Tejas had a feeling deep inside that he might stumble upon her someday again. 

Meanwhile, Promila and Mohan were on their own little world with brief conversation and some random eye contacts. Just then, Mohan's words made Promila stop and look at him with intense eyes..

"Promila ji, to really feel the cool breezes, you can free your hair! umm just a suggestion!"

"Uhm.............oh Mohan ji.......its just that, I haven't done it for a long time........" Promila hesitated a bit, but a shiver passed her body when the pehelwaan like man touched her palm softly and smiled further, gazing deep into her eyes......

"Its alright, you will like it...........trust me!"

Mohan's presence and his words suddenly began to fill in the void that was there in Promila's life since her husband's death and while she felt a bit nervous, her insides began to be enticed for that very reason as well. She shyly looked at Mohan again, who blinked softly...."Go on..."

That was all required! The assurance from Mohan made Promila untie her hair gurd and free her long hair and the moment the hair flew and rested all the way against her spine, the Juhu breezes enticed her senses even more and she sighed with some relaxation.

"Thats the spirit!" Mohan smiled and with a blush on the cheeks, Promila began to take further walk with the man and by now, his musky scent didn't bother her much strangely.

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

In the meantime, at home :

Debosree was lying on her bed with the memories of the incidents that happened in her life since her bobbyfication. At this point, she stil looked gorgeous even in her thinking state as her saree was slightly curled up untill her knees and then the deep breaths she took made the breasts heave up and down within the blouse itself. She looked up at the fast revolving fan and loathed the memory of the forced blowjob in the gym. 

Also, visions of Pallavi's smirking during her blowjob added more fuel to the fire in Debosree's mental wound. The bobby grabbed onto the sheets with angry fists as she remembered how Pallavi enjoyed blowing Daksh in the most sensual kinky way possible. Not to mention, the musky manly sweaty stench that filled the whole gym atmosphere!

"Eeeessh..... is this really happening in real with me?? Oh bhogoban!!" 

But somewhere inside the Bobby, there was this strange acceptance of the feminine feelings. Small visions of the sight of Harsh's big cock and his strong thighs came into her mind and it made her a bit weak inside. With disgust in her heart and cringe on her face, she ran her long nailed fingers on the area just above her cunny. 

Debosree did this untill the very same hand raised up to just beneath her breasts and then she stopped in horror!

"No!!...no way!!!! Uhhhh feelings for a man!!! Uhhh noo!!'

Debosree grabbed the pillow and weeped a bit, untill her eyes reached the wall frame. It was a picture framed in gold and it belonged to her and Harsh in their wedding outfits. She immediately diverted her eyes from that picture and cried even more, but briefly. What bothered her more was the weight of her big breasts and the deep coven between her thighs which always stirred with sexual delight when Harsh approached her.  All though, it was only her male mind that protested.

The bobby sniffed some more tears of embarrassment untill her phone buzzed, but she didn't respond, and then it buzzed again, and again untill she checked it immediately out of curiosity and with a sigh!

Debosree looked into the phone and she read a "sorry" message from Harsh, but along with that word, was attached a small animation clip, which made Debosree curious and she sighed briefly before clicking on the vid. 

The Animation clip was of a grumpy gloomy girl and then a man's face pops up pasing many cartoon kisses to her and this very clip from Harsh made Debosree even more cringed and she just shoved aside the phone with lying on the bed with the pillow stuffed to her breasts. However, just then Maati entered the room, almost scaring the booby!

"Aga bai! It's just me. Relax choti bahu!" The hefty maid smiled and kept a tray of tea on the bed, along with some rich creamy cookies. 

"Can I ask something?" Maalti cooed.

"Uh....what?" Debosree adjusted her pallu and sat straight. But the mischievous maid had already guessed the fact that the bobby had been in tears for quite some time and she even knew why.

"Choti bahu, Harsh baba and you make such a nice pair! He must be taking good care of you!" Maalti smiled and poured the tea inside the cup. The sight of the tea being poured inside the cup made the bobby remember the obscene moment when Harsh ejaculated inside the mil cup and this made her cringe again and erase the awful scene from her mind. However, she also noticed many cookies on the plate and that too very rich creamy sweetened ones.

"Uh.......thats a lot Maalti bai! uh.............I can't have that much!!!" Debosree pouted.

'Aga bai!!!! I thought after spending so many steamy nights with your husband, You are ought to get only hungry day by day and enjoy munching on some sweety goodies!" Maalti purred with a hand on her hefty hip. Her sarcastic expression sent some strange shivers inside the bobby, but the biggest shiver was yet to come!

Maalti now forwarded the cup of tea towards Debosree and cooed again.......'Your aai is such a sweet soul!!! She confessed to me about how relieved she is that you are an 'aurat' now!!"

"UH..........Wait............you uhh.......oh god!!! Maalti bai!! please, you may go now!!!" Debosree didn't like the fact that her mother shared the details with even a mere maid, but Maalti purred once more before leaving........ 

"Choti bahu, don't worry! you should be happy you got a re-birth!! Aga bai, your beauty can make any man crazy!!"

Maalti smiled and left the room with an elephantine sway on her broad saree clad hips, while these words emasculated Debosree's male mind even more and she dropped a thick droplet of tear from one of her beautiful round eyes. The bobby hugged the pillow with her curvy body in a defeated submissive way, remembering the promise her mother asked from her....

"Promise me Debu, you will be a good wife to Harsh!"

Remembering the promise from Promila, made Debosree shockingly realise a small quiver inside her heart and between her legs and in sheer shock she wondered.....

"Ei bhogobaan..........am I mentally transforming too? uhh........oh"

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Meanwhile, at Juhu beach :

While Subosree was enjoying her own space, Mohan and Promila took a brief walk along the shore and the widow felt a new thrill in keeping her greying black long hair all open for the soft breeze to come and blow it. Besides her, Mohan too admired the beauty of the sea with the breezes and along with it, the beautiful company he had.

Promila too was aware of the fact that Mohan's presence brought some thrill to her life by now. The surrounding in the beach also has couples running, kissing each other, playing with the waves and these views made her feel some yearning deep inside her body and just then besides her feet, a wave almost roared, which made Promila suddenly cling to Mohan and the man shamelessly grabbed the exposed portion of the waist, comforting her.

"Uhh ahm..Mohan ji..... sorry!" Promila blushed in suddenly clinging to the burly man, who didn't mind one single bit as he held her firm and this was the moment when they both eyed each other intensely all of a sudden. Mohan had a latent lust in his eyes which didn't go unnoticed by Promila, who too felt an intense heartbeat at the sight of his big dark wheatish hands gripping her fair exposed waist flesh firm.

"Promilaji I didn't mind....just relax. The waves keep coming here! The sea is a frivolous one!" Mohan smiled and then he added after a sigh...."But I must say one thing! Infact compliment you..."

Promila shamelessly realised she didn't mind the grip of the burly Marathi man who held her waist firm and with her long cascading hair blowing in the breezes, her lips opened softly...."compliment me..? On what?"

"You look beautiful with your open hair! So silky and long they are! They remind me of an actress I love! She is a Bengali too!!"

Promila blushed and sighed in a bit of a romantic way. She knew she always had long thick cascading hair and she had usually kept it open when Debosree was a small child. However, now in her early fifties, with a slight greying, it felt awkward to kept it open and allow it to be flowing through the breeze of a beach! And moreover, having another man compliment her after so many years.

"Hmmmm which actress Mohan ji?" Promila wanted to know. She found the pehelwan like man a bit charming all of a sudden.

"Jaya....umm wait...Jaya Badhuri! Yes. I have been a fan of her since college days! You have a similarly long silky hair! Do most Bengali women have it?" Mohan sounded curious and to Promila's releif, he let go off her waist, making them both begin their walk once more.

"Well.....you could say so!" Promila smiled sheepishly. The whiff of the cool Juhu breezes along with the manly musk of the man next to her was hitting her nose and making her feel some unknown stirrings inside her body constantly. These feelings were such that she just couldn't admit it easily and while she walked, she only looked at the sea, or managed her hair strands which flapped on her forehead due to he breezes.

However, as they walked, Promila kept remembering the gloomy face of Debosree and how she remained silent throughout the whole day. She realised something sure had happened between her bobby son and Harsh and the widow wondered what could it be. Maybe Pallavi knew something? She wondered if she should ask her ex-bahu!

Mohan on the other hand, somehow read the concern on Promila's face and he stopped and held her soft palm right away, making her stop her walk too and with a latent sexual shiver, she looked up at the man staring deep into her, while pouting..."Uhm....what is it...Mohanji?"

Mohan kept his palm on Promila's firmly and cooed with an apparently mischievous tone..."Do you miss Debosree's father?"

Promila did feel a slight discomfort from having her palm held firmly by Mohan, but the sudden mention of her late husband made her a bit gloomy and she did realise that she missed him, moreover, she missed a male presence in her life. But she couldn't even admit the fact that she felt somewhat aroused with Mohan's company. A shameless part of her enjoyed the whole beach tour with him along with the soft breezes around.

But Mohan not only was keen to get along with Promila, but also his mind was wicked enough to make sure that she fell for him with consent! 

"Mhmmm....I do!" Promila admitted, gazing at the waves that roared in the sea.

Mohan felt the atmosphere getting very slightly kinky and he stood precisely behind Promila, gazing at the sea from her angle itself. He felt tempted to kiss the back of the neck which glowed with a bit of sweat due to the minor rays, while his eyes very eagerly ravished the sight of the faint white bra strap through her blouse. 

"Was he good at his deeds?" Mohan naughtily enquired as he deliberately breathed the words into Promila's nearest ear.

"Deeds?" Promila purred, knowing well about the meaning behind the word, but she blushed in shame.

"You know what I am saying Promila ji....right?" Mohan very very slowly held the shoulder of the widow and allowed her to turn to face him. The blue saree with the green blouse enticed Mohan already and what engrossed him further was the round doe like eyes of the matronly beauty. 

"Uhm.....we did have our moments!" Promila politely answered back. She remembered the tender lovemaking by her late husband, which were still engraved somewhere in the back shelves of her memory. However, Mohan proceeded a bit more further in this context...

"Debosree must be missing her father too! A father is so important for a daughter!!" 

Promila felt a small shiver and she looked deep into the eyes of Mohan, who then held both her palms in his own rugged ones and murmured...."She is like my daughter too! Right?"

Promila wondered what she could say. Mohan had such a strong mental and a physical presence, that she blushed when he mentioned 'father' in a serious tone. 

Suddenly at that moment Promila wept a bit and she immediately clung to Mohan, allowing the man to rub the creamy blouse clad back of the lady. In midst of the weeps, Promila purred...

"Snfff....Mohan ji.....why is life so...snffff unfair? Why did snffff he leave me?"

The clouds turned darker suddenly, allowing the evening to creep in more with a slightly more increase in the cool breezes, but the same breezes sent more shivers inside Promila, when Mohan broke the hug and allowed her to stand still again, while looking into her eyes with an honest tone...

"Perhaps you deserved better Promila ji!"

"I am sorry...but...uh snff.... What do you mean?" Promila rubbed the tiny remains of tears from her eyes with her pallu and looked at Mohan with confused serious eyes.

"Your husband must not have been the alpha you deserved Promila ji! Or else no way would he give you a son who wasn't a male at all, and would be bobbyfied later on! But, who cares! Debosree is so beautiful! Just like you. I promise you something today! I will treat her like my own daughter and be a father figure to her and even scold her if needed! If you are okay with it!"

Mohan's crude words made Promila feel more incomplete now, but the soothing Juhu breezes made her mentally relax and allow new thoughts to enter her mind. As for now, she breathed deep and then after letting a sigh out, she blinked slowly at the burly man infront of her and cooed...

"Yes you can! She needs a fatherly attention too and...." However a blushing Promila stopped, while Mohan got his face closer...."And?"

With the man's musky stench and his thick moustached mouth so close to her face, Promila felt another tension creep inside her and this was unambiguously sensual and somehow both their lips trembled as they were furiously close to each other. But before any further movement could take place, Subosree shouted from afar..."Maa....its getting darker now!"

The voice of her younger daughter broke the spell of the atmosphere for Promila and she shifted aside, pouting to Mohan...."Um....we must be going....I guess! This was a lovely beach......thank you for bringing us here!"

Watching Promila go ahead towards her younger daughter, made Mohan smirk and study the good amount of sway the round ass of the lady did, clad in the saree. His eyes neither left the creamy fair back peeking out of the blouse, nor the slight hip sway of Promila and his cock throbbed through the way untill he reached his car. 

On the other hand, before Subosree could sit, she looked back at the beach and wondered where the charming stranger disappeared. Even the brief moment spent with the unknown man made her smile with a bite on the lower lip, as she got inside the car. 

"Had a good time Subosree beti?" Mohan smiled as he began driving out of the beach premises, while Subosree just managed to murmur...."umm yes uncle!".

Sitting besides her younger daughter, Promila sheepishly smiled on her own, remembering the moments spent with Mohan and moreover, the words he had planted into her mind.

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Chapter 39

That very night :

Daksh and Pallavi lay naked on the bed as usual. Pallavi's long hair was free and she was currently lying down her head on the hard chest of her husband while he played with the traces of her hair.

"Thinking something?" Daksh cooed as he played with the traces with one hand and kneaded one naked orb with the other.

"Hmmmmmmmm nothing much! Just wondering how dramatically life changed in the past few months!" Pallavi purred with the soothing Ac air hitting her naked body and added to it was the soft currents that passed inside her due to her breast getting kneaded.

"Now that I found you! My life is complete!" Daksh hissed and kissed the lips softly. Pallavi blinked once more and kissed him one more time before allowing him to pull his head up back and just then, she smelled the cock again. The very same cock she blew right in front of her ex-husband and enjoyed every wild moment of it.

Daksh immediately pulled Pallavi up to his arms, alowing her breasts to mash against his hard chest. The two immediately kissed again and again untill the lips met in a slow slurpy mode. In this meantime, Pallavi's legs rose up and her own creamy curvy thighs met the broader ones of her husband.

"I have a small surprise!" Daksh smiled.

"Mhhhmmmmmmmm what?" Pallavi hissed, rubbing her aroused wet mound on the hard big cock.

Daksh forwarded a hand till the drawyer and took out an anklet, a small tiny one and showed it to his surprised wife. Pallavi took the anklet and realised it was a pure gold one and it shone pretty well even in the dim light of the room.

"Wear it for me!" The hunk smiled.

"Hmmmmmm its beautiful!" Pallavi purred and then added......"Why this anklet suddenly?"

"So that I can listen to the rythm of it when we fuck!" Daksh winked and this bold line from her husband made Pallavi blush and she disengaged herself from her husband's pehelwaan-like-body and wore the anklet to her right foot. She then shook her foot to test the rythm of it and when it made a nice 'run-chun' sound, she smiled even wider and yet once again, she got back to cling to her husband's body and this time, she willingly climbed on him, positinioning her super wet cunny on his cockhead. 

And just then........

The push!

"Aahh oh Daksh, you are in again!" Pallavi cooed and began to hump on her husband's cock and the more she did, the more her anklet clad foot twirled and twisted, passing out a gentle yet rythmic sound that synced well with the heaty atmosphere there was currently. What added more further spice was the whole movement of the Mangalsutra that danced along as Pallavi humped and humped.

"Ah these goodies!!!" Daksh easily accessed the tits of his wife which now had a slight bounce to them. It enticed him and he smiled even more, while Pallavi too felt a wicked shiver in seing her breasts bounce for the first time! When she had sex with Debosree long back, her goodies were just plain medium ones, but now she was sure that there was slight growth on both her orbs. This whole realization excited her even more and she purred to encourage her husband further.......

"Aahhh more...........aaah knead them, maul them moreee aaaahhhhh............aah ummmmmmmmmmm!!!"

Daksh noticed some slight sexy movement on the hip folds too and he eagerly began to sex his wife more and more with the whole anticipation of her getting curvier in future!

But, to Daksh's surprise, Pallavi had much more plans to the night. As she humped and jumped on the mighty cock, her eyes had a wicked glare and her panting smile had a small devilish grin as well. She too noiced her flesh fold of her hip and saw her husband's eyes focussed rght there as he kept kneading her globes and massaged it in a way as well. 

"Ahh someone is a bit excited aah ummmm aaaahhhh?" Pallavi cooed as she jumped and hopped on the cock and her heart skipped a beat followed by a bigger moan when Daksh left her tits and grabbed the sides of her waist now and that too with a firm squeeze. The grip of his manly fingers made her bite her lip and she immersed her upright body more on the cock, while Daksh answered with one more sequeeze on the hips.......

"This flesh sprout here is exciting me!" 

"Hmmmmmmm!!! you are resposible aaah aaah! ummmmmmhh for getting me expanded in some areas!"

The sweet spicy conversation along with the bouncy sex added more heat to the atmosphere and Daksh then left the hips and slapped the ass behind. When the pert ass jiggled a bit, Pallavi bit her lower lip and she stopped humping her husband all of a sudden. A devilish silence crept in the whole room and Daksh with his still hard eager cock grunted....."Hheeyy what happened??"

Pallavi made an evil grin and bent down to run her long almond nails on the hard chest of her husband and surprising him even further, she began to plant soft small kisses all over the pecs and even around the nipple and then up to the neckline with soft murmers....

"Daksh.........'ssmmchh' ....I want a favor from you.....sssmccchhh.........don't refuse me!"

Pallavi stopped her kisses and Daksh held her shoulders firm and asked her, kissing her cheek softly......"What is it love?"

Pallavi sighed and she still remained in her positon with her cunny helding the cock deep in, which still remained hard. After the sigh, she purred finally.......

"Your brother did anal with Debosree!!!! Not fair.............I am the elder bahu right?" 

Daksh smiled ans let out a laugh. The laugh was sudden and Pallavi kocked his chest playfully.........."Heyy! I am serious!"

'Ohhhhh deva! Pallavi you are crazy!! is that what you want now?" Daksh pulled her close by helding her by the spine firm and pulling her down for a kiss. The two kissed a bit noisily and with a seperation of a saliva trail, Pallavi cooed softly.......

"Daksh honey, I never did anal with Debosree, but I want to do it with you! Love my ass as you began loving my breasts. You don't know how happy I am to see these two grow a bit! Promise me, you will love my ass too and bless it with more flesh!! Much more flesh!!"

Daksh's cock rose up even more, pinching the further insides of Pallavi and she moaned silently. And then finally the bull like man grunted with command....

"Get up and lie on your stomach!! NOW!"

Pallavi almost shivered with the way her husband used a grunt like commanding voice, but the more her husband sounded so, the more turned on she would be from inside. With a heaving heart, she got up from the hard cock and while she did it, some juices leaked down her legs as a result of the fucking she got earlier. But, her heart skipped several beats when she laid on her stomach and presented her ass to her husband. Pallavi's ass was firm and curvy with a very small amount of fat to it and when Daksh ran his palms all over the cheeks, she shivered and bit her lip.

Then, Daksh took one globe into his palm and squeezed the round area, making Pallavi hiss and grab onto the pillow below her head.

"My Pallavi darling wants her ass bigger ummmm?" Daksh crudely smirked.

"Mhhmmmmmmm......" Pallavi excitedly moaned. A strong desire crept inside her to have a bigger heftier figure and to show Debosree and Pushpa that she had the best assets in the family.

"Very well then!" Daksh smirked and smeared some of his pre-semen onto the small butthole of his wife. This whole act made Pallavi shiver and she realised her small hole getting slippery and all ready for the monster to invade inside. 

"Ahh ready?" Daksh inserted the head portion in, sending a small pain to Pallavi and she still insisted....."mmhmmmmmmm more!!"

"Alright!" Daksh smiled and inched some more inside his wife's ass, making Pallavi wither in more main and she clung to her pillow firm with a slight discomfort on her face. This was her very first anal and she still wanted her ass to be invaded, because memories of Debosree admitting her own anal invasion kept popping in her mind and this had made her want to be in the same space!

However, then........."AAAHHHH DAKSHHHHH UHHHHHH TAKE IT OUT!"

Pallavi screamed as Daksh grunted and insierted a whole half inches of his long thick cock into the ass of his wife and having her anal hole stretched, the bong wife felt a small torture to her hole, but her hunk husband wouldn't turn back now!

"Wait uuhhhrrgghhhh aaah let me start, You will like ittt babe!!!!" Daksh grunted like an animal and began ramming deep inside the ass, making the room brighten with the combined sounds of the cockslap, the groans and some moans!

Sooner, but slowly and gradually the screams of Pallavi turned into sexual moans as she felt a very heaty pleasure from having her ass fucked in a seductive rythm from her husband and her spine shivered when she felt droplets of sweat form on each pore of her skin and her nose easily whiffed more and more manly scent of her man as he fucked her in an equally sweaty condition.

"Now uurrgghhh I will urrrgghhhh invade urrgghhhh not one......urgghhh but two holes!!! aah urghh urghh urrgghhhh every night!!!!!"

Daksh groaned the words and kept ramming the ass while biting the areas on his wife's neck, shoulders and even licking her earlobes, sending Pallavi to a wild live heaven, as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the extacy of anal sex. Her mouth kept moaning....

"Aahhhhh more Dakssshhhhhhh hsss aaahhhhhh fuck my ass!!! My body is only yours!!! Fuck anything you want!! aaahhhhhhhhhhmmm!"

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

In the meantime :

In Harsh's room, the scenario was more of a silent subtle one, compared to Daksh and Pallavi. 

Debosree was sitting infront of the mirror, studing her feminine features and then her eyes drifted up to see a fat line of sindoor on her maang. The sight made her shiver and currently she was wearing her nightie which presented a good amount of cleavage. At this time, Harsh was lying on the bed naked with his cock hidden under his sheets and he kept seing his bobby wife combing her long silky hair slowly, but her big round eyes seemed lost.

A guilty Harsh somehow still kept remebering the discomfort on Debosree's face when she was forced to blow him in the gym and deep inside, although he was this brute of a hunk, his feelings for his wife was genuine and honest. He decided to repent by making the night a more of a sensual one with the hope that Debosree would forgive him.

"Debosree.....umm...I am waiting darling!" Harsh used a soft romantic tone.

"uhmm........ah I am not in the mood........please!" Debosree just glanced once at her husband in the mirror reflection itself and then again focussed on her combing. But Harsh had some deep yearnings for the night. He got up from his bed, shoving the satin sheet aside and the more he walked towards his wife, the more he neared her, the more Debosree could smell him and her beautiful lips opened up in a small gasp.

A small tune from a Tanpura played in the heat of the atmosphere as Harsh with his erect aroused cock reached near Debosree's chair and he insisted her to get up by touching her shoulders. The moment she got up, her beautiful round big eyes met with her husband's and their lips were amazingly close to one another. Although, Harsh resisted the urge to kiss the beautiful lips and rather apologised, to Debosree's sheer surprise...

"Debosree............I am sorry for whatever happened earlier at the Gym!"

Debosree sighed and looked down. Her heart melted a bit at the sincere tone of her husband in this moment, but she didn't reply or react.

"Lets forget it and make this night special!" Harsh still had his hands on Debosree's shoulder and from there onwards, he descended his palms down, feeling the soft flesh of her arms and when he felt them, the bobby shivered when she realised how soft and silky her arms were compared to the bulging hard one of her husband. The more she realised this, the more she felt she was actualy a woman, not a man anymore.

The moment became more and more tender and subtle as Harsh kept running his hands all over the silky body of Debosree and none of them realised the fact that their door was not bolted propperly, leaving enough space for a voyeur to peep inside. 

"Harsh...........please not tonight...." Debosree purred, but strangely she didn't object or move as Harsh hugged her in his naked form and then unzipped the nightie from back, untill the whole silky material fell down, just leaving Debosree with her sindoor maang, her mangalsutra and just a lacy bra and a panty that barely covered her wide hips and ass, which had fattened a bit more due to the lavish lazy life she was living now as the rich wife.

Harsh purred into the nearest ear...."Ssshhh no more 'No's!"  as he now massaged the creamy back of his wife, through the bra straps itself and the more his naked body hugged the half-naked body of Debosree, the more she felt some urges form inside her body. This is where she felt the most annoyed and embarrased, because although her mind was still somewhat the same male mind, her body reacted normally like any normal woman and this is exactly what happened now, when Harsh was planting soft kisses all over her neck and face and even the top of the shoulders.

Debosree widened her eyes as the kisses trailed on her facial and neck areas and she still purred silently........."I wonder why I am allowing you to do this...sshmmmmmmmmmm"

"Because you are my wife! a woman who craves for her husband's touch and more than that!" Harsh purred back and finally got his face in a position where their lips neared each other easily. A tension crept between the two and while Harsh grunted silently with his big fat aroused cock dangling between his legs, Debosree too sighed and heaved her breaths with breif rythmic movements that made her bra clad breasts rise up and down.

On the other hand, Subosree roamed in the lavish balcony in her nightie, with thoughts of Tejas in her mind. The bubbly flamboyant nature of the smiling man kept coming in her mind and she blushed when she realised she almost had a 'love at first sight' moment right there and then at the beach. 

"Dhattt.........no way! I can't just fall for a random guy like that!" Subosree falsely assured herself, while certain murmurs from a bit far off reached her ears. The girl wondered what sounds they were and then she reailised the master balcony was wide ahead to make way for the other bedrooms too.

And one of the bedrooms belonged to Harsh and Debosree!

With curious eyes and a bite on the lower lip, the young girl slowly headed towards the room where the murmers were sprouting from. She walked with very slow steps untill she reached the threshold of the room and to her shock and surprise, she realised the room belonged to her 'didibhai' and her husband.

Subosree dared more and peeked inside to see an apparently heaty atmosphere where Harsh was nearing the lips of Debosree who only took deep breaths by now. The horror of something which was resisted so far was about to take place and the bobby felt a small sweaty droplet pass down her forehead as her husband barely touched her lips. 

"Nnooo.....mmmmphhhhhhhh!" Debosree stopped murmuring in denial because her lips were finally shut by Harsh!

"Oh my......he kissed....him....uh I mean her...." Subosree gasped with her soft fingers touching her mouth in shock! She then noticed how Debosree allowed Harsh to kiss her softly and slowly and at this tender moment, the bobby actually melted for the kiss. A part of her wanted to shove the man aside and wipe the lips off, but a tender part of her allowed Harsh to have his way through. 

Subosree witnessed in horror and also some latent excitement that made her shiver and her inner lips quiver too. She hated to see her 'didibhai' tremble and kiss her man like a devoted wife, but the whole sight was very intensely enticing at the same time to Subosree. She made sure she took silent deep breaths and then looked further inside.

Harsh kept kissing Debosree and his hands roamed everywhere on her curves through the bra and panty. Subosree noticed how curvy her 'didibhai' looked in her sexy undergarments and how the dim light somehow easily managed to highlight her fair glowy skin which contrasted sexily against her husband's brown tone. As the rough fingers kneaded the hips curves to the waist curves and then down to the dome shape of the thighs, Debosree moaned and finally the lips seperated, but Harsh then immediately got his lips to the next portions....the neckline and the shoulders which still had the bra straps.

Subosree witnessed each frame of the erotic moment between the two and she felt this shameless urge to just casually scratch some of her own itches, which unfortunately took place between her legs inside her silk nightie. The more she noticed small gasps from the beautiful rosebud lips of her 'didibhai', the more she herself gasped in a sexual moan and she sensually rubbed her own breasts through the silky material.

"This is so real.......oh bhogoban....this is really happening....uff...but so.....hot...too.." 

Subosree murmured the shameless words to herself as she kept rubbing the area around her own hardened nipples and witnessed how Harsh kissed each portion of the shoulder and neck and he hugged Debosree really firm now, making the bobby moan further and a part of her finally embarrassed her more by making her hug her horny husband back. 

"Ohh....uhm!" Subosree moaned in surprise as she grabbed a portion of her material clad breast and mauled it in a sexual thrill, witnessing how her once 'dadabhai' was a complete wife at this moment, submitting to her husband like a dedicated spouse. The young girl had no clue that she was being a shameless voyeur at this moment, but what actually mattered to her was the spicy chemistry between Debosree and Harsh!

Gradually Harsh stopped his kisses and unhooked the straps, letting the whole bra shove out of the body and Subosree then noticed the beautiful round breasts of her 'didibhai' come open to the world to see and from the angle she noticed, she easily saw the side curve of the nearest breast which had a juicy curve to it, almost like a delicious jackfruit. 

"Ah these breasts! Debosree, these are only mine!" Harsh cooed and softly mauled the naked goodies, making Debosree close her eyes in ecstasy and by this time, her male mind had been shut by the feminine soul inside. Harsh kept mauling and praising her breasts for quite some time untill he slurped on each nipple which were hard by now. The silence of the room have a decent volume to the slurppy sound that occured due to the lip contact of Harsh and this very sound added more sexual shiver to Subosree's already horny state.

The young horny girl by now was not only mauling her breasts, but one her hands descended down to slowly scratch the cunny portion between her nightie clad legs. By this time the itch had expanded pretty much and she began to rub more and more. While on the other hand, Harsh had bent down to even strip off the panty and ultimately Debosree was as much as naked as him.

Not wasting any further moment, Harsh grabbed Debosree by the shoulder and slowly took her to the bed, to which the bobby didn't object much to the surprise of herself and also to Subosree, who noticed how equally horny her 'didibhai' was! 

"This night is all ours!" Harsh cooed as he laid on top of his wife and very sensually inserted his cock into her cunny. For the first time, Debosree actually didn't object nor panic, but still her heart raced in a fast pace as her husband inserted more and while the bobby felt the push to be a bit bothering, the heat that exhaled from the cockhead into her cunny was something that sent some deep currents inside her body and she began to moan with eyes closed as the fucking began atlast. 

Subosree by  now became desperate enough to pull up her nightie all the way to her belly, only to get easy access to her own dripping cunny which she began to slowly finger in a soft manner as she witnessed the intense sexual heat between Harsh and Debosree. The hunk planted kisses all over the beautiful features of the bobby's face as he fucked her and Debosree couldn't help but submit to the heat of the moment and infact, for the very first time, her own hands rose up and grabbed the firm back of her husband.

"Aah urghhh....hope you forgave me Debosreee...urghh urghh!" Harsh managed to speak inbetween grunts as he slowly intensified the fucking, while Debosree didn't speak a single word. However, her closed eyes assured Harsh and he smiled and kept fucking her, while Subosree pleasured herself shamelessly and had reached two mini orgasms by now. The whole sight of her 'didibhai' allowing her husband willingly, somehow turned the young girl on. If was such a fascinating sight to behold indeed.

With a final grown Harsh pushed some more and emptied all his potent curd deep inside Debosree who moaned openly for the very first time and without shame and realisation, she wrapped her legs around her husband's naked ass, allowing him to pump the last remains too. Both were sweaty by now and had finally saturated to the point of just a hug before sleep, however the cock remained lodged to the well fucked cunny and by this time Subosree had orgasmed atleast thrice and she was so sleepy and lethargic by now that she adjusted her nightie somehow, pulling it down to the legs again and sneaked away before she could get caught.

In the meantime, Harsh was happy that he had fulfilled his yearning for giving Debosree a rather calm sexual moment rather than an aggressive one, which somehow had made the bobby feel comfortable with her husband for the very first time. However, a small shiver ran down her spine as Harsh cooed all of a sudden..."I am so excited! Aren't you too darling?"

"F...for what?" Debosree sighed in curiosity. 

"For our Honeymoon! We are leaving tomorrow along with dada and bhabhi!" Harsh kissed the lips in a small peck, one last time and smiled, while Debosree gasped in a small shiver..."Honeymoon? Oh..."

The bobby had widened his eyes in the anticipation of what the next day would bring, as Harsh hugged her and wrapped his strong arms around her. Somehow, the moment was so tender and sensual to Debosree, that she felt a strange comfort in the strong grasp of her husband. 

For the first time, the bobby felt her male mind go silent and the feminine spirit inside her rejoice the moments!

In the meantime, Daksh had released his own potency inside Pallavi and both their sweaty bodies clung to each other, while Pallavi seemed the most excited for the upcoming morning and with several exciting thoughts in her mind, she held a mighty bicep of her husband and dozed off to a deep sleep.

[Mintu08]

Be tuned.

[LustyLeo]

Super update

[Arul Pragasam]

Super bro

[opheliyaa]

Nice one

[jiivajothii]

Nice update.
Frankly, The story seems to have getting repeated events and boring in parts. Please dont drag.

[oxa4r5t]

Most of the time, only a lady will be responsible for turning chasty woman to a cock hungry slut. Hope vishaal now get another laddoo pallavi in his bed.

if  you have read these type of stories here please share the title of story such stories are so thrilling....do share please!