Adultery Sneha's plight in Azamgarh

[Sweetrati]

Sneha collapsed on the armchair as Pandey let go of her. She was barely breathing after what her body had to endure for the last half an hour. She shivered at the sight of Pandey standing in just his underpants , the bulging tent of his dirty underpants hardly hiding what's lying underneath.

Sneha had nothing to hide her sexy  assets as she sat panting wearing only those skimpy designer Bra and tiny thong panties. She could not believe she was this naked and topless in front of a dirty animal like Pandey!

Pandey slowly came ahead and caressed her ass over Sneha's panties. Her panties had a prominent wet patch from all the licking and spanking Pandey had been doing to her ass!

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" Ohho .. these panties are so small Sneha.. This is why your ass look so fucking sexy whatever you wear " Pandey continued playing with the waistband of her expensive panties!
" Pandey , Please I beg you .. I am married with a 
kid , how can you do this to me ?" Sneha closed her eye
s in shame and was sobbing
" Sneha , comeon you tried acting smart and you don't know that Pandey is the king over here " Pandey spanked her ass really hard " thapppp. Thappp. Thapppppp."
The sound of Pandey's rough palms on Sneha's fair fleshy ass echoed through the shack!

" Ouch !!" Sneha grimaced in pain .. It was hurting the way Pandey was spanking her ...
The " thap..thap thap " sound continued ..
"Ahh.. Pls Pandey Saab ..stop  , I know I shouldn't have done that , please let's talk , I can work out something for your gain " Sneha spoke without looking up!

" Yea.. we will talk , after you take care of this !" Pandey told and slowly pulled down his underpant , and sprang out his huge erect manhood in the open! The erect penis shocked Sneha , she has not seen such a huge organ before , it was thicker than even what's shown in porn films! It was erect like a rock with a bright pink top poking towards Sneha in all its glory.  The rich network of veins were clearly visible inside the black thick monster !
There was pin drop silence in the shack

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Sneha had her throat dry up in fear and anticipation.. that monstrous Nunu can scare off any woman for that matter..

" Pandey what's this... Chi !! " Sneha tried not looking at his giant tool ..
" You will fall in love with this Sneha .. once you use it.. " Pandey slowly moved with his erect manhood pointing at Sneha.
His Nunu was almost putting a "salaam" towards Sneha..

Sneha was till now ashamed at her nudity , but was now terrified looking at Pandey's size and thickness.

Sneha folded her hands pleading and sobbing " No Pandey please I beg of you , I can't do this , I am happily married"

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Pandey grinned like a hyena " yes , married women love my Nunu lot more trust me " . He lunged forward and held Sneha's face with both hands ..Sneha tried to break free , but by that time Pandey had tightly locked his arms around Sneha's face , Sneha felt almost gagged as Pandey with great force brought his penis near Sneha's lips.

Sneha shuddered in fear with what Pandey was trying , but she knew there was no point fighting. Still she tried her best to move aside  , but she could not believe how enormously powerful Pandey was compared to her.

" Now open your mouth Bitch , taste my Nunu .. have you seen such a big Nunu !"
Pandey was at his most ferocious self almost forcing his penis inside Sneha's unwilling mouth. Sneha continued to struggle desperately and tried to move her face sideways but Pandey held her face with enormous power and continued yelling " Open your face , I said take my Nunu"

Sneha had no option , but to open her mouth and Pandey thrust it straight into her mouth. Sneha almost gagged by his size and thickness as Pandey held her face so strongly Sneha had no other option but to suck it hard. Sneha chocked under Pandey's thick pubic hair bush which smelt like sweat and cum which nauseated Sneha more.. She could however only make a gagging sound as she started sucking his monstrous Penis , Pandey forced his dick further into Sneha deep throating her and Sneha slowly started responding by unwillingly sucking his penis with her soft lips.
Pandey shreiked in ecstasy as he expertly mouth fucked Sneha shouting " chus Mera Nunu Sneha... Ruk mat Sneha chus Mera Nunu !! ahhhh ! " ( Suck my dick Sneha , don't stop )

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Slowly, both Sneha and Pandey settled into a perverted rhythm as Pandey deep throated her with great force. Sneha could not do anything much the way Pandey forced , but now she had lowered her defence to a large extent and allowed the whole penis to disappear into her warm soft lips and enjoyed the nice to and fro movement Pandey was making.
It was not clear if Sneha was  teasing Pandey , but somehow Sneha knew there was no easy way out for her from this humiliation, plus Pandey's thick penis and masculine demeanor struck magical cast on her. Afterall , she is a woman with strong unmet desires.

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Her body had started accepting every bit although her mind hated it as she was now expertly getting mouth fucked by Pandey's big throbbing Penis . Her lips were wrapped fully around Pandey's penis and Pandey's large balls kept pounding on Sneha's lips and chin !

" Uhhh aahh , saaali kya chusta hai  yaar ..baapre.. abhi main kabhi bhi nikal dunga..( what a great slut you are Sneha.now I will cum anytime soon  )

After hearing this , Sneha absolutely  disgusted Pandey cumming inside her mouth, but the physical ecstasy was so fulfilling, she kept doing the absolutely degrading act.
And Pandey shreiked and growled and in no time started cumming. Gallons and gallons of thick creamy semen came out of his monstrous black penis and spilled over Sneha's mouth , neck and bra covered boobs. Pandey continued cumming like an animal shooting his cum like a jetspray over Sneha's huge boobs as Sneha looked in horror how she was getting smeared with Pandey's juices .

Sneha cried in disgust " chi.. yuk .. what the hell Pandey ..how could you just ..."

Pandey still reeling from the best orgasm he had over years said " saali.. tu ase mere Nunu chusenge aur mera muth nhi niklenge "( bitch what you think , you will suck me like a pro and I won't cum ?")

Sneha clenched her teeth and replied " Pandeyji aap sab kuch mere Bra ke upar dal diye ..chi ..aap kase insaan hai ..( Pandey ji you cummed wholly on my Bra , what nonsense is this ?" )

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The whole scene was the most depraved and dirty scene as Pandey was still oozing some left over cum from his penis as Sneha was trying to wipe off the semen from her Bra.
" Aree saali ruk ...ruk ja " ( hey slut , wait ..wait )
Sneha looked up again scared what perverted thing Pandey had in mind.

" Ek kaam kar.. take my cum off your doodh (boobs) with your fingers and then lick your fingers "
Sneha felt like throwing up, this is probably the most disgusting thing she was ever asked during a sexual act.

" No. Pandey stop it , you are crossing limits , you dirty pig " Sneha was trying hard to fight back ..

" Aree saali .. slow ..slow , if you shout , main tumhare bete ko jaan se mar dalunga samjha ?" ( Bitch if you shout , I will kill your son )

Sneha gulped in fear , Pandey's eyes were scarier than any hungry wild animal , Sneha knew this desperate lunatic horny bastard can do anything from now on.. Pandey knew everything, he knew Rakesh's office and he knew the college Dhruv goes to , harming Dhruv will be the easiest thing for Pandey .

Pandey moved closer and repeated " Main abhi college se utha lunga Dhruv ko bata ? Bol !! "
( Will I pick up Dhruv now from college ? Tell me ?)
Sneha snapped back in anger and helplessness " Bastard .. don't you dare touch my child "

Pandey grinned" kyu ..woh bhi to dekhe kase uski sexy ma Pandey uncle ki Nunu chus chus ke muth nikal diya "
( Why , your son should also see how his sexy Mom made Pandey uncle cum after sucking uncle's Nunu so expertly )

Sneha hissed back " you filthy pig , I said no , don't ever think of harming my child "
Pandey mocked Sneha " ha thik hai .... Abhi mere muth ko apni tongue se chat chat ke saaf kar "
( Now , lick off my cum from your boobs with your tongue slowly )

She slowly and quietly resorted to her fate , accepting every bit of what's in store for her that night. She looked down in absolute helplessness ...she hoped there was some way to get out of Pandey's trap.. there was none..

And then  like a submissive whore, she  looked down and silently lay her fingers on her Bra straps , she has submitted herself every bit to Pandey's might and lust , she slowly moved her Bra straps as if almost teasing Pandey with the hide and seek of her Boobs , Sneha did not remove the Bra altogether, but enough to fully expose her huge milky tanks with only her nipples being covered under the Bra ,

Pandey jumped in anticipation " saala bhenchod.. kitna bada doodh hai teri..... Idhar gaon p tere jase bade bade doodh kisi ka nhi hai . ..bhenchod tere muh se bada hai tere doodh "
( Fuck , what a fucking huge tits you have , these village women hardly have tits like you , your tits are bigger than your fucking face )

Sneha got embarassed how Pandey was describing her tits , she knew how men absolutely devoured her tits with their eyes ..
She did not argue , there was nothing to fight back now honestly...
Sneha did exactly like told , but she did it much more seductively than Pandey
really imagined , she slowly licked off his cum from near her nipples and cleavage and cleaned off her bra and boobs with her tongue  , and swallowed each time the cum from her own tongue....
Sneha did everything like a cheap obedient slut licking every droplet of dirty semen from her freaking large tits..

Pandey got mad at the scene and jumped on Sneha and lunged at her Boobs

Sneha boldly muttered " meri Bra expensive hai , please isko faado mat , main utar Rahi hoon na .." ( my Bra is expensive, pls don't tear it off, I am taking it off na..)

And then Pandey saw with absolute disbelief how Sneha seductively got up and turned to unclasp the hook of her Bra , and again turned around and boldly stood in front of Pandey absolutely topless , her huge boobs completely naked , inspite of being a mom , her breasts have not sagged even a bit , they were tight and firm like a newly wed bride .. Pandey was stunned to see her shape and size , he has fucked many women who were beautiful and hot , but they never possessed assets Sneha proudly stood with  , her round fair boobs was inviting Pandey and there were white marks around her boobs from the bra which further suggested how Sneha had normalised wearing such tiny slutty Bras. Pandey observed the white Bra mark on her breasts hardly covered her nipples, which meant Sneha would always wear such slutty fashionable designer Bra whenever she wore one...

Pandey could not stop wondering how a wimp like Rakesh get to marry such sex bomb ..

" Teri doodh se pura mohalla dudu pe sakte hai .fir bhi khatam nhi hoga saala .."
( The whole village can drink your milk and yet it won't be over )

Sneha felt an electric shock as Pandey grabbed her tits like a pillow and started fondling her boobs , he was already fully naked while Sneha thankfully still had her thong panties on . Pandey like an animal was squeezing her tits and exclaimed
" Saala itna bada hai tera doodh dekh mere haath p thik se nhi aa rahe hai "
( Your tits are just so large , I can't hold them properly)

" Abhi Teri mast doodh piyunga " ( now , I will suck and drink your milk ) Pandey hissed and brought his face near Sneha's nipples , the erect nipples were inviting Pandey more , the brown nipples were large and fully erect clearly showing the heat Sneha was also under ..  Pandey's dirty yellow teeth touched Sneha's nipples , she shuddered under the forbidden pleasure, Pandey was not gentle , he had her whole nipple inside his mouth and was was sucking her tits like a straw .. he often bit Sneha's nipples around the areola resulting in sharp moans and uhhs ahhs from Sneha.. the pleasure of getting her naked tits sucked was so eerily dirty that Sneha now willingly held Pandey's face to her cleavage so that Pandey can suck it better..
They made dirty sound like "chuk..chuk ..chuk " as Pandey loudly sucked her boobs in the standing position.. and with both outstretched hands , he started spanking and groping Sneha's ass over her panties...
Pandey after sucking and drinking her milk till his hearts content, left Sneha's naked fair boobs red all over ,it was clear someone had groped and fondled her tits with great force and enjoyment...
Her nipples shone with Pandey's leftover saliva on her large erect nipples..

He came behind Sneha ànd started yanking off her panties , he observed he could easily fuck Sneha even with the panties on , such tiny they were in reality. Sneha's big fuckable ass , he saw how the fabric was lost inside her ass cheeks and her ass cheeks were red due to so much spanking.. Pandey could not believe Sneha would wear such panties on a regular basis , atleast in Azamgarh no one would dare do that ..how the city women wore these slutty stuff so casually ..
Being a dirty ass lover Pandey would always love women with curvy fleshy ass . And he knew city sophisticated women had much meatier ass than village girls , Sneha was a great example, otherwise slim but a great ass for good doggy sex!

Pandey did not waste much time , he slowly pulled down Sneha's panties till her thighs , Sneha expected her panties would be pulled down any moment , so she tried hiding her cunt with her hand ... Pandey shouted " Haath hata saali ..." ( Remove your hands "

Sneha had no option to stop the pervert dog , and she shuddered with shame as Sneha slowly slowly removed her hands to expose her prized pussy ...

And Sneha never believed she was actually doing this , standing naked in front of a village thug , without any top of jeans or bra or panties , fully naked..

And Sneha cursed herself for getting a brazilian wax done recently, her whole cunt was shining devoid of any pubic hair..

" Tera to pakka boyfriend hai saali nhi to shave kyu karegi tu " Pandey grinned looking at Sneha's shaved pussy.. Sneha felt nauseated ....No dick looked so scary before to Sneha than Pandey's

And unknowingly she started comparing Pandey with Rakesh , how his tiny lulli always left Sneha unsatisfied and how she secretly wished a massive Nunu inside her cunt , Pandey will be twice Rakesh in both length and width , that's how a real man would be, is it not ?

Pandey saw how Sneha was mesmerized with his Nunu .. " Maine kaha tha na.. you will fall in love with my Nunu ..."
Pandey pushed Sneha on the floor.. thankfully there was a collection of hay and dried grass on the corner which somehow provided some cushion to Sneha.. Pandey threw her completely on the hay and pulled out her panties from her legs , he took her panties in hand and threw it right into Majid face who lied unconscious, her thong panties fell on the face of Majid ..
Now , Pandey adjusted Sneha's outstretched legs over his shoulder and brought his penis near her shaved cunt..

Sneha for the last time tried stopping Pandey , but Pandey was mad and unstoppable.. Sneha closed her eyes as Pandey put his Nunu inside Sneha.... Sneha shreiked as she struggled to hold Pandey's size and girth , she felt an immense pain as Pandey mercilessly started stroking her ..
Pandey God knows how can generate so much power.. and Sneha secretly fantasized this moment for long , the pain had slowly settled into immense pleasure as Pandey danced to fro with hard hitting strokes , his Nunu fully penetrating Sneha's love holes and Pandey with his massive Nunu easily reached places inside Sneha's vagina where Rakesh could never manage to.

Pandey continued to dance to and fro as his Strong nunu now completely filled Sneha's pussy , he would stroke hard till Pandey's big balls would hit the outside edges of Sneha's pussy..
And Sneha have started already moaning , the moaning would be easily heard over in the nearby market so loudly Sneha was moaning ...

The hay stack was all over Sneha and Rakesh as the naked couple continued to fuck loudly " Thap....thap.. thap ... " The sound of the fucking was now clear and distinct as Pandey was now completely inside Sneha's vagina..
Pandey shouted " saali ..tu chup kyu hai ?"
( Why are you quiet ?)
Sneha " Pandey you are just too good..don't stop please " Sneha somehow spoke in a husky horny voice...

Pandey shouted " Ahhhh..Ahh.. saali Raandi .. yeh hua na baat.. abhi aa gaya na aukat pe.. bola na mere Nunu ka takat ..( slut , I told you the power of my penis )
" Thaap..Thaap ..Thaap .. " the sound echoed through the four walls as Sneha's sacred mangalsutra jumped over her naked boobs as Pandey kept on drilling her so hard .
" Saali mangalsutra to atleast utar deti .. kase Randi ha tu ?" ( Slut , atleast you should have removed your mangalsutra .. what kind of morals you have )
" Shut up Pandey ji , dusre ke biwi ko chod rahe ho aur mangalsutra leke itna problem, nhi hataungi mangalsutra..jao "
( You are fucking someone else wife and you have so much problem with my mangalsutra .. I won't remove my mangalsutra)

" Hahaha.. tu hai ek number ki randi ..mujhe pehle hi paata tha.. kapde utarne k tym itni drama kyu kar Rahi thi "
( I knew you were such a big slut , why create so much drama when I was making you naked )

Sneha was moaning like a cheap whore and did not bother to answer..

Pandey was furious that Sneha was not answering him , he furiously pulled her face in rage " main kuch pucha tumse Randi " ( I asked you something slut )

Sneha replied " ouch don't hurt me Pandey .. Jo kar rahe ho acche se karo yaar " ( dont hurt me , focus on what you are doing right now )

Sneha was ofcourse in a different trance, she had shed every bit of shame she had by now , her superior societal position, her education, her family , how everything she has sacrificed and now dancing on Pandey's Nunu. She does not know how she will face her loving husband again , but her body was crazily enjoying the fun Pandey's big Nunu was giving her.

Both of them changed position now , with Sneha now on top of Pandey's erect Nunu , she was moaning louder than before as Pandey was groping her tits hard with his outstretched free hands.

Pandey adjusted his hips to fuck Sneha as completely as possible as Sneha loved every bit of Pandey's strokes. It requires a lot of stamina to make a curvy woman like Sneha dance on a Nunu. Pandey had loads of raw stamina and Sneha can't believe how skillful this man is in fucking. He was penetrating her so deep most of her bodybuilding boyfriends of college would be so proud of , and what's more intriguing she was fucked straight for more than 40 mins now , there is no sign of Pandey stopping. Rakesh would not ever last for more than 4-5 mins straight

No , Pandey was not wearing any condom and Sneha knew she was in her fertile period , so there is a big chance of pregnancy..
" Acha Pandey ji .. suno meri andar please cum mat karna.. fertile period chal rahe "  ( please don't cum inside me , I am in fertile period )
" Hahaha, are Sneha..Mera bachcha pet p lo , dekho kase tagda bacha pyada hoga " ( sneha , give birth to my baby , see how powerful that bastard baby will turn out to be )

" Pandey ji , hosh p ho aap , humlog abhi mile he aur aap mujhe pregnant karne ki baat kar rahe ho" ( are you nuts Pandey ? We have just met and you are talking of making me pregnant?)

" Chup Randi....mere beez se tujhe pet se karne main hi asli maaza hai.. socho tumhare namard pati humare najayas bache ko palenge...ha ha ha "
( Shut up Randi ... The real fun is getting you pregnant, imagine your sissy husband raising our bastard love child )

Pandey adjusted Sneha's ass from behind and started fucking her in with great force and was almost in the verge of cumming..
Sneha now really was afraid Pandey would cum entirely inside her " please Pandey saab , we have just met ...how can you think on these lines "

" Abe chup Randi.. pehle bol meri girlfriend banegi ?" ( Will you be my girlfriend?)
" Main married hu Pandey ji ..aah aah ..uhhh uhhh uhhhhhhhhhh" Sneha was also on the verge of climax as Pandey increased his pace , now he was hard hitting Sneha's ass from below and penetrated Sneha right inside a great deal ..

And soon jets of thick cum flew out of his Nunu inside Sneha's cunt
" I said Pandey not to cum inside .. fuck off " Sneha was really angry ..
Pandey lay in that position and waited the last drop of his semen get well inside Sneha . Even secretly Sneha wanted every bit of Pandey's fertile seeds inside her womb.. no man had fucked her so roughly , so dirtily , so completely, no one penetrated her so deep and hard!
Pandey lay motionless and ensured every single drop gets deposited well inside her cunt..
Sneha had a defeated but immensely satisfied face , the kind of glow a woman gets after a crazy amazing Orgasm!

So as a token of appreciation, Sneha who was on top waited till the last drop of cum smears her Cunt.. the amount of cum Pandey deposited inside her , she would get pregnant for sure unless she immediately pops up a contraceptive pill!

Finally , when they were done , Sneha got up from top and fell on the hay , exhausted and satisfied from whatever happened.. Pandey had a sly victorious smile escaping from his evil face , afterall he royally fucked the most pretty woman of the town who was the wife  of the guy he had so much problems  !

He had all the right to feel like a king! He fucked a highly educated and sanskaari wife of a man he had serious professional rivalry with. Pandey felt elated , but felt stunned at how wonderful Sneha was in fucking. The way she took the lead to sit on his Nunu , the way she unclasped her Bra , how her huge round Boobs jumped when she was dancing on his Nunu , everything was just so fucking awesome about Sneha!

Both of them just lay close to each other motionless reeling from the intense orgasm both gave to each other. The room lay heavy with Sneha's guilt , she does not know the future of her marriage and her son Dhruv! She did everything today to show her dirty raw animal like cravings to a lowly goonda like Pandey. Keeping Her reputation, job , family everything at stake , dancing on a goonda's thick black Nunu like a cheap roadside whore. Can she ever face Rakesh and Dhruv again in life ?

Sneha never felt more guilty like today. She has committed the ultimate sin today - of cheating her husband that too with a dangerous goonda who would in probability tear apart her weak timid husband. Who will definitely try to break apart her family , her values and own her in every possible way. And Sneha allowed exactly that , willingly enjoying every bit of it. What's future now ? It lay dark in front of her. She could not think more. Sometimes , the pleasure of body beats every emotion , every social norms and boundary .. just that she can't never imagine the heavenly pleasure Pandey's thick black Nunu gave her , it's unmatched , no nothing in this world can come even near .. never ever..

Pandey understood the crossroads Sneha was at , he was still in awe of a naked Sneha lying next to him without even a fabric of cloth protecting her modesty.

Pandey broke the silence " kapda pahan na hai ya aur ek round ho jaye ?
( Will we wear clothes or do another round )
Sneha was no longer angry , disgusted or had torment inside her. Her body was still in unmatched heat.
She just smiled playfully " abhi bhi man nhi bhare Kaminey "
( Rascal , you are still not satisfied)

" Tere chuttad mast dikh rahi hai, piche se Nunu legi tu ? ( Your ass is looking  very sexy , will you take my Nunu from behind )

" Shut up Pandey..piche se lenge " mocked Sneha.." main girlfriend nhi hu aapke Pandey ji "

" Thik hai yaar Sneha , tujhe acha Shareef insaan jase propose karenge darling ..tab tu manegi na yaar "

( Okay I will propose to you like a gentleman, then you will agree right ?)

" Baakwas rakho Pandey saab , aur ha aap janwar se kaam nhi ho "
( Cut the nonsense Pandey and yes you are no less than an animal )
Sneha replied playfully blushing

" Ho gaya na pyar mere Nunu se bola tha " ( I told you will fall in love with my Nunu )

" Shut up Pandey, you have just fucked me once and talking about love , come back to senses , ha I liked the time I spent with you , I mean whatever we did , yehi sunna chathi thi na tum ? Now , can I please wear back my clothes ?"

Pandey grinned as Sneha got up naked to wear back her dress.

" Tumne to meri saree kharab kar di , what I will wear now ?" Sneha asked
( You have spoilt my dress , what will I wear now ?)

"Andar Anuja ke dress hai , ja woh pehen le.."
( There are some dresses of Anuja insiyde the cupboard, go and wear them )

Wow! Awesome update...the way you explained the sex scene seems like a movie plot....brilliant. Couple with that brilliantly you have described the mental situation of Sneha....its a complete package. Excellent narration....keep up the great work going. For such kind of updates it's worth waiting for long but not this long...again it's a request as a reader so no pressure...keep writing and enthralled us with your erotic brilliance....big fan of yours...

Thanks so much for your love , support and blessings

[Sweetrati]

Excellent!!!!  sneha’s got solid proof now,,,I hope nisha managed to record the whole thing.

Thanks blackdick for your effervescent support

[Sweetrati]

Brilliant update....Thanks for all your efforts.. please continue with Sneha s family part if possible how she would face Rakesh and will she get pregnant??...if yes than how will it impact Dhruv as he is also having secret crush on Sneha... Thanks again for the wonderful update... please continue with the story...

Thanks Raj , your feedback is brilliant

[zfucker]

Excellent!!!!  sneha’s got solid proof now,,,I hope nisha managed to record the whole thing.

Nisha had a backup copy of amazing sex scenefor her personal selection.Later her boyfriend found clip and threatens sneha to show dhruv.fuck sneha with his gang.

[zfucker]

" Baakwas rakho Pandey saab , aur ha aap janwar se kaam nhi ho "
( Cut the nonsense Pandey and yes you are no less than an animal )
Sneha replied playfully blushing

" Ho gaya na pyar mere Nunu se bola tha " ( I told you will fall in love with my Nunu )

" Shut up Pandey, you have just fucked me once and talking about love , come back to senses , ha I liked the time I spent with you , I mean whatever we did , yehi sunna chathi thi na tum ? Now , can I please wear back my clothes ?"

Pandey grinned as Sneha got up naked to wear back her dress.

" Tumne to meri saree kharab kar di , what I will wear now ?" Sneha asked
( You have spoilt my dress , what will I wear now ?)

"Andar Anuja ke dress hai , ja woh pehen le.."
( There are some dresses of Anuja insiyde the cupboard, go and wear them ). Aaaa

Awesome waiting for updates.

[jroy1984]

Excellent writing...

[Sweetrati]

Brilliant update....Thanks for all your efforts.. please continue with Sneha s family part if possible how she would face Rakesh and will she get pregnant??...if yes than how will it impact Dhruv as he is also having secret crush on Sneha... Thanks again for the wonderful update... please continue with the story...

Tried to reply to you via message .. I could not reach out to you ..
Pls enable your messages

[sexaddict69]

Now that finally there's an update after so long, please post regularly

[Raj087]

Tried to reply to you via message .. I could not reach out to you ..
Pls enable your messages

I have enabled now...you can try to resend your message...Thank you.

[Peterparker69]

Wow update....

[Peterparker69]

Thanks for update

[Raj087]

[Sweetrati]

That night as Sneha reached home with a guilt heavy mind and satisfied aching body , she saw almost 25 missed calls from Nisha.
She had texted " madam , there are lots of tribals around , they have seen me recording, please leave from here , it can be dangerous"

And then many more texts from her " madam are you ok ? "

" Madam pls come back ! It's v risky "

Sneha wondered how she will reveal what happened between her and Pandey to Nisha.

The next morning , she called Nisha. Nisha started crying on call " madam , they took my phone away , I could not record any single thing "

" Nisha , be strong , it's okay " Sneha tried to pacify the poor girl
" Sorry madam , I let you down .. but hope you are safe "
Sneha stayed silent for a while and muttered " yes I am , you don't worry Nisha see you soon "
The Navratri air buzzed in Azamgarh , the ninth day's fervor turning the dusty dirty town soak in festive spirit. Sneha had pitched in an idea for a Lakshmi puja idea over breakfast, craving some normalcy after Pandey's brutal fuck still makes Sneha shudder in both pain and pleasure . Rakesh, bleary-eyed from his phone, had nodded supportive for once

"Good call, Sneha—builds rapport with the locals , plus Amma is here , both you ladies can manage well honey "

" Rakesh , you ? You won't be here ?" Sneha looked in anticipation

" Sneha , you know these crooks have cancelled all my Navratri leaves and they are calling me to this god damn village.."

Sneha snapped back " okay as usual " Rakesh's mother—sasuma—had come in few days back , her 60-year-old frame swaddled in a starched cotton saree , her silver bun yanked tight as her judgments. Traditional to the bone, she fretted over Sneha's "sassy" Delhi flair—her short kurtas, her bold laughs and her male colleagues , Sasuma found it too modern. "Beti, yeh gaon hai, sharam rakhna," she'd cluck, but Sneha smiled through, offering extra-sweet chai to grease the barbs.

Come puja day, Sneha took a refreshing shower and locked her bedroom door to dress up. The yellow Banarasi saree was pure seduction, butter-soft silk shimmering like spilled sunlight, zari threads weaving gold paisleys . She'd bought a matching blouse, modest enough for sasuma's eyes—silk panels with hook clasps at back. But as she wriggled it on, the hooks strained, then snapped with a pathetic ping under the weight of her massive 36D boobs, fabric gaping like defeated sails

"Shit!" she hissed, irritation flaring—too late to fix, hooks got scattered on the floor like bad omens.

Just then, panditji's voice echoed from the hall; sasuma called sharp, "Bahu, panditji aa gaye!"

Dhruv pounded her door " Momma my friends are here too "

Sneha replied " ha beta..give me 5 mins ..ask them to sit "

Rush hit like a slap—irritated, she ditched the ruined thing, snatching a "modern" backup from her drawer: sleeveless yellow blouse, not any bigger than the white Bra she was wearing , halter straps thin as whispers crossing her nape, the plunge-V forming a massive cleavage showing her big boobs heaving , those heavy, dusky areolas shadowing the translucent blouse and her taut, nipples perking stiff from the blouse showing a clear impression. She dbangd the saree in frenzy, the fabric hugging her ass tightly , giving away a prominent shape of her jiggling ass.

" Sneha , Panditji puch rahe hai aarti ke saman kaha rakhe ho " Sasuma asked with her shrill old voice

" Ha majhi 2 minute , kapde to pehen ne do "

Sneha looked herself at the mirror clearly uncomfortable with the blouse she wore.

" Shit ! Half my boobs are visible in this blouse .. abhi itna jaldi blouse kaha se lau ?" Sneha muttered irritated

As a last resort , an idea struck her. The blouse was sexy and she looked preety in it , just that she has to dbang her saree properly and hide her cleavage with her hair. That's the best she can do now given the paucity of time. She dropped her Hair loose in wild raven cascading down back on her shoulders, the end of her hair covering her ample breast..

" Abhi thik hai.. bahut jyada cleavage dikhenge to bad main dekhenge "

She thought while rushing out before Sasuma could start shouting again.

She showed signs of relief when she saw Sneha otherwise sasuma was not able to find the ingredients for the pooja.

" Useless old woman " Sneha thought to herself irritated as she rushed to fetch and lay out all the ingredients for the aarti. Managing puja all alone is just so tough. And sneha had to run all around , managing everything from inviting guests , managing the food being cooked in the kitchen to arrange every single thing for the puja..

Anuja was the sweetest girl as usual , she saw Sneha running around

" Bhabhi ji , please hum log ko bolona .. akele itna kuch aap kyu kar rahe ho, aap thoda rest kar lo please "

" Come on Anuja , abhi abhi aaye ho aur tumko kaam de dungi , please ..main thik hu "..Sneha sweetly patted Anuja's shoulders...

" Are nhi Bhabhi ,aap thoda aaram Karo 2 min , aur yeh saree aapko bahut khoobsurat lag rahe sachii " Anuja said while admiring Sneha with her eyes.

" Acha.. Thank you , lekin mere paas aur bhi yellow silk sarees hai Anuja pehenoge ?"

" Are nhi Bhabhi , kyu aap pareshan honge , aap aase bhi kitni kuch kar rahe ho "

Sneha could see Anuja's eyes lit up on the mention of yellow benarasi , the poor girl must have yearned for ages to wear something like that .. ' such a Sweet girl " thought Sneha

" Nhi Anuja , please , dekho bedroom ki almirah ki first shelf pe hai , tumko bahut suit karegi .."

" Madam , log kya bolenge aapke benarasi ?"

" Anuja , log kya bolenge ..yaar... Bhabhi ki saree pehen ne p kya problem "Sneha insisted ...

" Ek minute , Anuja tumhari pati ko nhi laye ho ?"

" Nhi madam , woh dandiya mela p Gaye hai gaon k dusre log k saath , usko kase layenge aapke itni khoobsurat Ghar pe ?"

"Aree Anuja , kase baat kar rahe ho yaar , to benarasi pehen ke kisko dikhaoge idiot ?"

Anuja looked down in shyness..

" Suno apni husband ko abhi bulao aur ha unke dost log ko bhi bulao , aur ha sabko ache se raat ka khana khake Jane bolna "

" Are madam , woh log .. apko problem hongi.. "

" Anuja come on.. kyu tumhare pati ase bahar khade rahenge Pooja k din , abhi phone Karo aur bulao "

" Thik hai madam bulati hu , main yeh benarasi pehenke aapko kitchen p help karti hu "

As Anuja scurried off with a grateful flush, her phone already buzzing to life

When the tribal men from the village came inside Sneha's house , her stomach suddenly twisted, a flush creeping up her neck—not just from his stare, but from the impossibility of it all:

There was Pandey standing near the gate, the same man who had deposited gallons of cum during that rough pleasurable sex. Sneha and Pandey had not met after that night.

Sneha had her pulse racing , Anuja came from behind Pandey's imposing frame

" Bhabhi .. Pandey sir bhi the hum gaon walo k saath , to maine usko bhi invite kar liye " Anuja felt Sneha was lost in a trance ..

" Sneha bhabhi ..." Anuja's sharp voice got Sneha back in her senses..

Pandey looked at Sneha and said " No .. Anuja .. fir kabhi aate hai Sneha madam ke Sundar se ghar pe , Aaj chalte hai !"

The other labourers and Anuja felt odd , Pandey being their strongman and leader not entering the Puja , they looked at each other's.

Sneha somehow managed to show normalcy in her emotions " Nahi Pandey ji , itna dur aa gaye aur Puja nhi dekhoge ?"

Pandey gave a mischievous look at Sneha and sheepishly grinned and removed his footwear near the gate. The laborers trickled in next—Wasim and his brood of grubby kids, the bald-headed foreman with his leering squint, a few more rough-hewn men from the yard,

The living room swelled with bodies, the air thickening with the sour reek of unwashed clothes, gutkha spit, and cheap attar, the tribal children's sticky fingers smearing the walls.

Sasuma's face soured instantly, her lips thinning to a slash as she surveyed the "illiterate down-market people" crowding her son's pristine home.

"Yeh kya tamasha hai, Sneha? Yeh log... chi, kitne gande!" she hissed under her breath, but her real venom sharpened when she caught the laborers' stares—ogling her milky-white bahu like starving dogs at a feast, eyes bulging at the sway of Sneha's hips, the jiggle of her breasts as she bent to arrange mats, her exposed belly that gleamed like forbidden gold. Sneha till now had carefully and painstakingly covered her blouse with the saree's pallu. She does not want to show the room full of dirty men the kind of blouse she was wearing today !

As the panditji struck up the aarti, the room bathed in the buttery flicker of flames, Sneha stood near the fire, the heat licking her bare midriff like invisible tongues, making her skin flush and her navel contract in the warmth. Sasuma came close, her voice an urgent whisper over the bells' jingle. "Beti, pallu theek karo, aag ke paas ho. Dikh raha hai sab kuch."

Sneha obeyed reflexively, tugging the yellow silk over her shoulder, the fabric whispering across her cleavage—but in the motion, the pallu slipped just enough to show the blouse's actual size , the tiny cups barely containing her spilling breasts, the deep V baring half her assets and her nipples faintly outlined like dark secrets. Sasuma's eyes widened behind her glasses, her hand flying to her mouth. Thankfully , it's only Sasuma who saw her cleavage and not the labourers who were chatting away in the other room.

Sasuma leaned in, voice a scandalized hiss. "Sneha, yeh kya pehni ho tum?" Sneha glanced down, casual as sin, smoothing the saree with manicured nails. "Majhi, why ? It's just a saree and blouse "

Sasuma's whisper turned venomous, her breath sour with worry and tamarind chutney.

"Yeh saree hai itni patli... upar se yeh jo blouse tumne pehen rakhi hai, isse to sirf Bra pehen leti. Aadha seena dikh raha hai!"

Sneha's cheeks burned, but she kept her tone light, eyes fixed on the flame. "Please sasuma, not now. Abhi puja mein dhyan do aap."

"Kaise dhyan du? Ek to tumne aise blouse pehni hai jisme tumhara aadha saman duniya ko dikh rahi hai, upar se kaise gande logon ko bula rakhi hai! Dekho, kaise wo takla aadmi tumhe tabse ghure ja raha hai..."

Sneha followed her gaze to the bald laborer, his watery eyes glued to her cleavage , a dribble of gutkha juice staining his chin. A flash of heat passed through Sneha .

"Please sasuma, abhi yeh sab nahi." Sneha muttered !

Sasuma huffed her voice dropping to a maternal tirade. "Pata nahi kya ladki hai yeh. Koi akal nahi hai isko—kahan, kiske samne kya pehna hai... Kaise gande log hain yahan, chi!"

Across the room, the bald man continued to watch Sneha's blouse like a hawk, Sasuma caught his stare

" Sneha , tum kase Azamgarh p ase kapde pehen ke ghumti ho , yah Gurgaon nhi hai.. " Sasuma snorted

" Sasuma pls hum pls hum is barein p baad main baat karte?

The old lady continued...

"Rakesh ko bhi koi jagah nahi mili Azamgarh chhod ke... yehi aana tha. Kaise chote aur gunda jaise log rehte hain yahan." The words landed like a slap—gunda jaise log—and Sneha's mind reeled, flashing to that shack: Pandey's sweat-slicked bulk pinning her, his monstrous lund stretching her to breaking, flooding her womb with thick, spurts of his low-class seed.

What if it's taken root? Panic clawed her throat, visions unsettling: her belly swell round and obscene under sarees, carrying a goon's bastard child—a mini-Pandey with his father's leering eyes—clinging to her tits for milk , suckling like the pervert he was destined to be, her nipples raw and leaking while the town whispered .

Her cunt clenched involuntarily, a traitorous gush of wetness soaking her thong, shame and arousal twisting like vines. She was jolted by a sound in the kitchen.

To escape the suffocation, Sneha murmured, "Majhi, main prasad check karti hoon," and slipped away...

The khichdi was cooked and Sneha saw the hungry eyes of the labourers ,

She requested the sweaty dirty labourers to gather for food as she started distributing the khichdi. While they devoured the modest khichdi like hungry animals , they also made Sneha uncomfortable with their dirty stares. Her fashionable sleeveless blouse was no longer a secret , since she had to bend low to serve the khichdi to the labourers seated on the floor, and everyone could easily make out how her designer blouse actually looked. The bald foreman even had a definite boner under his unwashed lungi.

" Kya Sajid Bhai , aur kitna dekhoge Bhabhi ji ko , abhi khana kha lo , bahut time se bhuka ho " The man seating next to the Bald man teased him .

The bald man snapped " chup , behenchodddddd... "

That guy laughed and whispered " Sajid Bhai, kya maal hai yaar yeh Bhabhi... Ek baat bol , bhabhi saree k niche sirf Bra peheni hai kya , blouse pehen na lag rahe bhul hi Gayi ! "

They giggled loud and obscenely, soon the entire room of labourers were joking about the same. They were eating and joking to their hearts content.

Obscene whisper and jokes filled the room as Sneha stepped out. " Saala kya naam hai is randi ki ?" One of the guy's in Waseem's gang asked

" Sneha , iski pati ko janta hu main , nalla hai ekdum , biswas nhi hoti uske itni khoobsurat Randi jase biwi hai " another guy from Waseem gang snapped back.

Sneha felt a little tired from all this running , The kitchen was dim, cooler, the air heavy with cumin and ghee from the khichdi. Pandey was already there, looming by the sink, his back the door.

Sneha and Pandey looked at each other. Sneha made an effort to sound normal ..

" Prasad kha ke jana Pandey ji "

Pandey smirked and nodded , Sneha was about to leave the kitchen , but Pandey pulled her

"Pandey ji, yeh—" —he lunged, pinning her against the peeling wall with his hands, his mouth crashing onto hers in a violent smooch. His lips were rough, tasting of tobacco and raw hunger, tongue spearing deep to plunder her mouth, sucking her lower lip till it stung. One meaty hand clamped her breast through the blouse, squeezing the plush mound near her nipple; the other hand delved low, poking her navel with brutal insistence,..

Sneha shook from within at this unexpected àct , she struggled but soon she matched Pandey's aggression kissing him back vehemently..they continued smooching aggressively but now Pandey started cupping her ass globes over the saree.. soon Pandey had his hands inside Sneha's saree and he was manhandling Sneha's panties from behind. And now the perverted aggressive Pandey was trying to break open the delicate waistband of Sneha's expensive thong panties.

Sneha alarmed by Pandey's crazy daredevilry instantly broke the kiss with a wet pop, saliva trailing between their lips, her chest heaving. She knew Pandey would have torn open her panties if she was even a second late ..

"Pandey... please... sab log hain yahan. Meri saas... Dhruv abhi... please jaane do mujhe... ufff!" Pandey growled, mashing her boob harder, the flesh bulging between his fingers like overripe fruit. "Itna sexy blouse pehen ke tune mujhe garam kar diya, raand saali."

"Uff... Pandey nahi," she moaned, the sound half-protest, half-surrender, her body arching into his touch even as her mind screamed. He dove back in, devouring her mouth with sloppy urgency, his free hand splaying over her ass cheeks..

At that precise moment, Dhruvy emerged from the tiny toilet adjacent to the kitchen, the door creaking like a guilty hinge. He froze, eyes bulging at the scene: Momma splayed against the wall, her yellow saree hitched, Pandey's bulk grinding into her, hand buried in her cleavage, the other mauling her ass cheeks. Her lips were swollen, glistening with spit, a soft moan escaping as she clutched his shoulders. Dhruv's nunu—small and eager, barely filling his underwear—snapped to attention, throbbing hotly against the elastic, a sharp ache blooming as pre-cum slicked the tip.

" Oh my god , what is momma doing ?"

The sight seared him, confusion and lust churning, his hand twitching toward his crotch before he caught himself. Pandey kissed her furiously then, oblivious, his stubble scbanging her chin raw, tongue fucking her mouth in wet, audible thrusts. Sneha writhed, pushing weakly at his chest—too much, too close—and finally wrenched free, gasping, her blouse open, one nipple nearly slipping free. "Pandey... please leave me... sab log hain yahan!" He relented with a frustrated grunt, stepping back, his erection a obscene ridge under his dhoti. Sneha bolted, saree tangling her legs as she dashed to the washroom, slamming the door. Her skimpy blouse lay open and her bra was clearly visible now. And all the depraved actions made Sneha's nipple rock hard. Before this scandal goes out , Sneha quickly adjusted her Bra and blouse , trying to cover herself with however flimsy the blouse was.

She splashed water on her face, reapplied gloss with trembling hands, readjusted the pallu to modest cover—though the cleavage still peeked like a tease—and smoothed the saree, the silk cool against her overheated flesh. Back in the kitchen, Pandey cornered her by the stove, voice a low rumble. "Tu yeh blouse peheni hai , aab saab labourers ko bathroom Jana para"

Sneha rolled her eyes, a spark of defiance cutting the fear. "Pandey, tum to rehne do. Us din mujhe nanga karke mera sab kuch kiye.. woh bechara to sirf meri cleavage hi dekha hai." The words soothed him, a possessive gleam in his eye—haan, yeh Randi meri hai aab , his cock easing slightly as he imagined the laborers' envy.

"Theek hai... Main abhi chalti hun..." She slipped back to the puja just as the chants peaked, the room a swirl of smoke and sweat. Dhruv sat cross-legged on the mat, his erection a persistent throb, eyes locked on her like a heat-seeking missile: the way her boobs strained the blouse with each breath, nipples tenting the silk; the navel peeking when she moved, her lips, rubbed raw and bee-stung from Pandey's assault, still glistening as if freshly honeyed. He stared so hard at his sexy Momma he forgot the floor—his foot caught the frayed doormat's edge, and he toppled forward with a yelp, knee scbanging the tile, a thin line of blood welling. Sneha whirled, exasperation flaring. "Dhruv! When will you be careful? You are not a small kid anymore!"

Sasuma bustled over kneeling to inspect the scbang with a handkerchief

"Dhruv baccha hai... please aise baat mat karo, Sneha."

Dhruv hobbled off, casting one last, burning glance at his momma, his lulli still half-hard, chafing painfully..

The crowd started to thin because Sasuma looked sternly at the guys blatently checking out the milky white beauty of Sneha.

Infact , the old wiry woman almost were saying " aapne khana khaye ho ? "

If the labourers said yes , sasuma said " abhi mandir band Karungi , aap log ja sakte ho " almost pushing them out .

"Momma, everyone left?" Dhruv asked, voice cracking slightly, his eyes darting to Sneha's silhouette in the lamplight, the curve of her ass outlined against the saree's silk as she bent to sweep the marigold petals, sending a fresh twitch through his pajama-clad groin.

Sasuma looked at his ankle , "Beta, apply some ice on your ankle. Dikho, kitna sooj gaya hai. Baitho yahan." She gestured to the sofa, But Dhruv's pulse hammered with a desperate need—to be near his sexy mom, to inhale the jasmine musk still clinging to her skin. His lulli stirred semi-hard in his underwear, a insistent poke from the day's pent-up stares, her yellow silk a siren call.

"Nani, I am fine now. You go and rest." Dhruv waved her off with a boy's grin, masking the heat flushing his cheeks.

Sasuma hesitated, brows knitting. "Barf laga lena, beta. Subah tak theek ho jayega." She shuffled back inside, the door clicking shut with a sigh, leaving the air thicker, charged.

Sneha straightened, catching Dhruv's gaze, her full lips curving in that soft

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That night as Sneha reached home with a guilt heavy mind and satisfied aching body , she saw almost 25 missed calls from Nisha.
She had texted " madam , there are lots of tribals around , they have seen me recording, please leave from here , it can be dangerous"

And then many more texts from her " madam are you ok ? "

" Madam pls come back ! It's v risky "

Sneha wondered how she will reveal what happened between her and Pandey to Nisha.

The next morning , she called Nisha. Nisha started crying on call " madam , they took my phone away , I could not record any single thing "

" Nisha , be strong , it's okay " Sneha tried to pacify the poor girl
" Sorry madam , I let you down .. but hope you are safe "
Sneha stayed silent for a while and muttered " yes I am , you don't worry Nisha see you soon "
The Navratri air buzzed in Azamgarh , the ninth day's fervor turning the dusty dirty town soak in festive spirit. Sneha had pitched in an idea for a Lakshmi puja idea over breakfast, craving some normalcy after Pandey's brutal fuck still makes Sneha shudder in both pain and pleasure . Rakesh, bleary-eyed from his phone, had nodded supportive for once

"Good call, Sneha—builds rapport with the locals , plus Amma is here , both you ladies can manage well honey "

" Rakesh , you ? You won't be here ?" Sneha looked in anticipation

" Sneha , you know these crooks have cancelled all my Navratri leaves and they are calling me to this god damn village.."

Sneha snapped back " okay as usual " Rakesh's mother—sasuma—had come in  few days back , her 60-year-old frame swaddled in a starched cotton saree , her silver bun yanked tight as her judgments. Traditional to the bone, she fretted over Sneha's "sassy" Delhi flair—her short kurtas, her bold laughs and her male colleagues , Sasuma found it too modern. "Beti, yeh gaon hai, sharam rakhna," she'd cluck, but Sneha smiled through, offering extra-sweet chai to grease the barbs.

Come puja day, Sneha took a refreshing shower and locked her bedroom door to dress up. The yellow Banarasi saree was pure seduction, butter-soft silk shimmering like spilled sunlight, zari threads weaving gold paisleys . She'd bought a matching blouse, modest enough for sasuma's eyes—silk panels with hook clasps at back. But as she wriggled it on, the hooks strained, then snapped with a pathetic ping under the weight of her massive 36D boobs, fabric gaping like defeated sails

"Shit!" she hissed, irritation flaring—too late to fix, hooks got scattered on the floor like bad omens.

Just then, panditji's voice echoed from the hall; sasuma called sharp, "Bahu, panditji aa gaye!"

Dhruv pounded her door  " Momma my friends are here too "

Sneha replied " ha beta..give me 5 mins ..ask them to sit "

Rush hit like a slap—irritated, she ditched the ruined thing, snatching a "modern" backup from her drawer: sleeveless yellow blouse, not any bigger than the white Bra she was wearing , halter straps thin as whispers crossing her nape, the plunge-V forming a massive cleavage showing her big boobs heaving , those heavy, dusky areolas shadowing the translucent blouse and her taut, nipples perking stiff from the blouse showing a clear impression. She dbangd the saree in frenzy, the fabric hugging her ass tightly ,  giving away a prominent shape of her jiggling ass.

" Sneha , Panditji puch rahe hai aarti ke saman kaha rakhe ho " Sasuma asked with her shrill old voice

" Ha majhi 2 minute , kapde to pehen ne do "

Sneha looked herself at the mirror clearly uncomfortable with the blouse she wore.

" Shit ! Half my boobs are visible in this blouse .. abhi itna jaldi blouse kaha se lau ?" Sneha muttered irritated

As a last resort , an idea struck her. The blouse was sexy and she looked preety in it , just that she has to dbang her saree properly and hide her cleavage with her hair. That's the best she can do now given the paucity of time. She dropped her Hair loose in wild raven cascading down back on her shoulders, the end of her hair covering her ample breast..

" Abhi thik hai.. bahut jyada cleavage dikhenge to bad main dekhenge "

She thought while rushing out before Sasuma could start shouting again.

She showed signs of relief when she saw Sneha otherwise sasuma was not able to find the ingredients for the pooja.

" Useless old woman " Sneha thought to herself irritated as she rushed to fetch and lay out all the ingredients for the aarti. Managing puja all alone is just so tough. And sneha had to run all around , managing everything from inviting guests , managing the food being cooked in the kitchen to arrange every single thing for the puja..  

Anuja was the sweetest girl as usual , she saw Sneha running around

" Bhabhi ji , please hum log ko bolona .. akele itna kuch aap kyu kar rahe ho, aap thoda rest kar lo please "

" Come on Anuja , abhi abhi aaye ho aur tumko kaam de dungi , please ..main thik hu "..Sneha sweetly patted Anuja's shoulders...

" Are nhi Bhabhi ,aap thoda aaram Karo 2 min , aur yeh saree aapko bahut khoobsurat lag rahe sachii " Anuja said while admiring Sneha with her eyes.

" Acha.. Thank you , lekin mere paas aur bhi yellow silk sarees hai Anuja pehenoge ?"

" Are nhi Bhabhi , kyu aap pareshan honge , aap aase bhi kitni kuch kar rahe ho "

Sneha could see Anuja's eyes lit up on the mention of yellow benarasi , the poor girl must have yearned for ages to wear something like that .. ' such a Sweet girl " thought Sneha

" Nhi Anuja , please , dekho bedroom ki almirah ki first shelf pe hai , tumko bahut suit karegi .."

" Madam , log kya bolenge aapke benarasi ?"

" Anuja , log kya bolenge ..yaar... Bhabhi ki saree pehen ne p kya problem "Sneha insisted ...

" Ek minute , Anuja tumhari pati ko nhi laye ho ?"

" Nhi madam , woh dandiya mela p Gaye hai gaon k dusre log k saath , usko kase layenge aapke itni khoobsurat Ghar pe ?"

"Aree Anuja , kase baat kar rahe ho yaar , to benarasi pehen ke kisko dikhaoge idiot ?"

Anuja looked down in shyness..

" Suno apni husband ko abhi bulao aur ha unke dost log ko bhi bulao , aur ha sabko ache se raat ka khana khake Jane bolna "

" Are madam , woh log .. apko problem hongi.. "

" Anuja come on..  kyu tumhare pati ase bahar khade rahenge Pooja k din , abhi phone Karo aur bulao "

" Thik hai madam bulati hu , main yeh benarasi pehenke aapko kitchen p help karti hu "

As Anuja scurried off with a grateful flush, her phone already buzzing to life

When the tribal men from the village came inside Sneha's house , her  stomach suddenly twisted, a flush creeping up her neck—not just from his stare, but from the impossibility of it all:

There was Pandey standing near the gate, the same man who had deposited gallons of cum during that rough pleasurable sex. Sneha and Pandey had not met after that night.

Sneha had her pulse racing , Anuja came from behind Pandey's imposing frame

" Bhabhi .. Pandey sir bhi the hum gaon walo k saath , to maine usko bhi invite kar liye " Anuja felt Sneha was lost in a trance ..

" Sneha bhabhi ..." Anuja's sharp voice got Sneha back in her senses..

Pandey looked at Sneha and said " No .. Anuja .. fir kabhi aate hai Sneha madam ke Sundar se ghar pe , Aaj chalte hai !"

The other labourers and Anuja felt odd , Pandey being their strongman and leader not entering the Puja , they looked at each other's.

Sneha somehow managed to show normalcy in her emotions " Nahi Pandey ji , itna dur aa gaye aur Puja nhi dekhoge ?"

Pandey gave a mischievous look at Sneha and sheepishly grinned and removed his footwear near the gate. The laborers trickled in next—Wasim and his brood of grubby kids, the bald-headed foreman with his leering squint, a few more rough-hewn men from the yard,

The living room swelled with bodies, the air thickening with the sour reek of unwashed clothes, gutkha spit, and cheap attar, the tribal children's sticky fingers smearing the walls.

Sasuma's face soured instantly, her lips thinning to a slash as she surveyed the "illiterate down-market people" crowding her son's pristine home.

"Yeh kya tamasha hai, Sneha? Yeh log... chi, kitne gande!" she hissed under her breath, but her real venom sharpened when she caught the laborers' stares—ogling her milky-white bahu like starving dogs at a feast, eyes bulging at the sway of Sneha's hips, the jiggle of her breasts as she bent to arrange mats, her exposed belly that gleamed like forbidden gold. Sneha till now had   carefully and painstakingly covered her blouse with the saree's pallu. She does not want to show the room full of dirty men the kind of blouse she was wearing today !

As the panditji struck up the aarti, the room bathed in the buttery flicker of flames,  Sneha stood near the fire, the heat licking her bare midriff like invisible tongues, making her skin flush and her navel contract in the warmth. Sasuma came close, her voice an urgent whisper over the bells' jingle. "Beti, pallu theek karo, aag ke paas ho. Dikh raha hai sab kuch."

Sneha obeyed reflexively, tugging the yellow silk over her shoulder, the fabric whispering across her cleavage—but in the motion, the pallu slipped just enough to show the blouse's actual size ,  the tiny cups barely containing her spilling breasts, the deep V baring half her assets and her nipples faintly outlined like dark secrets. Sasuma's eyes widened behind her glasses, her hand flying to her mouth. Thankfully , it's only Sasuma who saw her cleavage and not the labourers who were chatting away in the other room.

Sasuma leaned in, voice a scandalized hiss. "Sneha, yeh kya pehni ho tum?" Sneha glanced down, casual as sin, smoothing the saree with manicured nails. "Majhi, why ? It's just a saree and blouse "

Sasuma's whisper turned venomous, her breath sour with worry and tamarind chutney.

"Yeh saree hai itni patli... upar se yeh jo blouse tumne pehen rakhi hai, isse to sirf Bra pehen leti. Aadha seena dikh raha hai!"

Sneha's cheeks burned, but she kept her tone light, eyes fixed on the flame. "Please sasuma, not now. Abhi puja mein dhyan do aap."

"Kaise dhyan du? Ek to tumne aise blouse pehni hai jisme tumhara aadha saman duniya ko dikh rahi hai, upar se kaise gande logon ko bula rakhi hai! Dekho, kaise wo takla aadmi tumhe tabse ghure ja raha hai..."

Sneha followed her gaze to the bald laborer, his watery eyes glued to her cleavage , a dribble of gutkha juice staining his chin. A flash of heat passed through Sneha .

"Please sasuma, abhi yeh sab nahi." Sneha muttered !

Sasuma huffed her voice dropping to a maternal tirade. "Pata nahi kya ladki hai yeh. Koi akal nahi hai isko—kahan, kiske samne kya pehna hai... Kaise gande log hain yahan, chi!"

Across the room, the bald man continued to watch Sneha's blouse like a hawk,  Sasuma caught his stare

 " Sneha , tum kase Azamgarh p ase kapde pehen ke ghumti ho , yah Gurgaon nhi hai.. " Sasuma snorted

" Sasuma pls hum pls hum is barein p baad main baat karte?

The old lady continued...

"Rakesh ko bhi koi jagah nahi mili Azamgarh chhod ke... yehi aana tha. Kaise chote aur gunda jaise log rehte hain yahan." The words landed like a slap—gunda jaise log—and Sneha's mind reeled, flashing to that shack: Pandey's sweat-slicked bulk pinning her, his monstrous lund stretching her to breaking, flooding her womb with thick, spurts of his low-class seed.

What if it's taken root? Panic clawed her throat, visions unsettling: her belly swell round and obscene under sarees, carrying a goon's bastard  child—a mini-Pandey with his father's leering eyes—clinging to her tits for milk , suckling like the pervert he was destined to be, her nipples raw and leaking while the town whispered .

Her cunt clenched involuntarily, a traitorous gush of wetness soaking her thong, shame and arousal twisting like vines. She was jolted by a sound in the kitchen.

To escape the suffocation, Sneha murmured, "Majhi, main prasad check karti hoon," and slipped away...

The khichdi was cooked and Sneha saw the hungry eyes of the labourers ,

She requested the sweaty dirty labourers to gather for food as she started distributing the khichdi. While they devoured the modest khichdi like hungry animals , they also made Sneha uncomfortable with their dirty stares. Her fashionable sleeveless blouse was no longer a secret , since she had to bend low to serve the khichdi to the labourers seated on the floor, and everyone could easily make out how her designer blouse actually looked. The bald foreman even had a definite boner under his unwashed lungi.

" Kya Sajid Bhai , aur kitna dekhoge Bhabhi ji ko , abhi khana kha lo , bahut time se bhuka ho " The man seating next to the Bald man teased him .

The bald man snapped " chup , behenchodddddd... "

That guy laughed and whispered " Sajid Bhai, kya maal hai yaar yeh Bhabhi...  Ek baat bol , bhabhi saree k niche sirf Bra peheni hai kya , blouse pehen na lag rahe bhul hi Gayi ! "

They giggled loud and obscenely, soon the entire room of labourers were joking about the same. They were eating and joking to their hearts content.

Obscene whisper and jokes filled the room as Sneha stepped out. " Saala kya naam hai is randi ki ?" One of the guy's in Waseem's gang asked

" Sneha , iski pati ko janta hu main , nalla hai ekdum , biswas nhi hoti uske itni khoobsurat Randi jase biwi hai " another guy from Waseem gang snapped back.

Sneha felt a little tired from all this running , The kitchen was dim, cooler, the air heavy with cumin and ghee from the khichdi. Pandey was already there, looming by the sink, his back  the door.

Sneha and Pandey looked at each other. Sneha made an effort to sound normal ..

" Prasad kha ke jana Pandey ji "

Pandey smirked and nodded , Sneha was about to leave the kitchen , but Pandey pulled her

"Pandey ji, yeh—" —he lunged, pinning her against the peeling wall with his hands, his mouth crashing onto hers in a violent smooch. His lips were rough, tasting of tobacco and raw hunger, tongue spearing deep to plunder her mouth, sucking her lower lip till it stung. One meaty hand clamped her breast through the blouse, squeezing the plush mound near her nipple; the other hand delved low, poking her navel with brutal insistence,..

Sneha shook from within at this unexpected àct , she struggled but soon she matched Pandey's aggression kissing him back vehemently..they continued smooching aggressively but now Pandey started cupping her ass globes over the saree.. soon Pandey had his hands inside Sneha's saree and he was manhandling Sneha's panties from behind. And now the perverted aggressive Pandey was trying to break open the delicate waistband of Sneha's expensive thong panties.

 Sneha alarmed by Pandey's crazy daredevilry instantly broke the kiss with a wet pop, saliva trailing between their lips, her chest heaving. She knew Pandey would have torn open her panties if she was even a second late ..

"Pandey... please... sab log hain yahan. Meri saas... Dhruv abhi... please jaane do mujhe... ufff!" Pandey growled, mashing her boob harder, the flesh bulging between his fingers like overripe fruit. "Itna sexy blouse pehen ke tune mujhe garam kar diya, raand saali."

"Uff... Pandey nahi," she moaned, the sound half-protest, half-surrender, her body arching into his touch even as her mind screamed. He dove back in, devouring her mouth with sloppy urgency, his free hand splaying over her ass cheeks..

At that precise moment, Dhruvy emerged from the tiny toilet adjacent to the kitchen, the door creaking like a guilty hinge. He froze, eyes bulging at the scene: Momma splayed against the wall, her yellow saree hitched, Pandey's bulk grinding into her, hand buried in her cleavage, the other mauling her ass cheeks. Her lips were swollen, glistening with spit, a soft moan escaping as she clutched his shoulders. Dhruv's nunu—small and eager, barely filling his underwear—snapped to attention, throbbing hotly against the elastic, a sharp ache blooming as pre-cum slicked the tip.

" Oh my god , what is momma doing ?"

The sight seared him, confusion and lust churning, his hand twitching toward his crotch before he caught himself. Pandey kissed her furiously then, oblivious, his stubble scbanging her chin raw, tongue fucking her mouth in wet, audible thrusts. Sneha writhed, pushing weakly at his chest—too much, too close—and finally wrenched free, gasping, her blouse open, one nipple nearly slipping free. "Pandey... please leave me... sab log hain yahan!" He relented with a frustrated grunt, stepping back, his erection a obscene ridge under his dhoti. Sneha bolted, saree tangling her legs as she dashed to the washroom, slamming the door. Her skimpy blouse lay open and her bra was clearly visible now. And all the depraved actions made Sneha's nipple rock hard. Before this scandal goes out , Sneha quickly adjusted her Bra and blouse , trying to cover herself with however flimsy the blouse was.

She splashed water on her face, reapplied gloss with trembling hands, readjusted the pallu to modest cover—though the cleavage still peeked like a tease—and smoothed the saree, the silk cool against her overheated flesh. Back in the kitchen, Pandey cornered her by the stove, voice a low rumble. "Tu yeh blouse peheni hai , aab saab labourers ko bathroom Jana para"

Sneha rolled her eyes, a spark of defiance cutting the fear. "Pandey, tum to rehne do. Us din mujhe nanga karke mera sab kuch kiye.. woh bechara to sirf meri cleavage hi dekha hai." The words soothed him, a possessive gleam in his eye—haan, yeh Randi  meri hai aab , his cock easing slightly as he imagined the laborers' envy.

"Theek hai... Main abhi chalti hun..." She slipped back to the puja just as the chants peaked, the room a swirl of smoke and sweat. Dhruv sat cross-legged on the mat, his erection a persistent throb, eyes locked on her like a heat-seeking missile: the way her boobs strained the blouse with each breath, nipples tenting the silk; the navel peeking when she moved, her lips, rubbed raw and bee-stung from Pandey's assault, still glistening as if freshly honeyed. He stared so hard at his sexy Momma he forgot the floor—his foot caught the frayed doormat's edge, and he toppled forward with a yelp, knee scbanging the tile, a thin line of blood welling. Sneha whirled, exasperation flaring. "Dhruv! When will you be careful? You are not a small kid anymore!"

Sasuma bustled over  kneeling to inspect the scbang with a handkerchief

"Dhruv baccha hai... please aise baat mat karo, Sneha."  

Dhruv hobbled off, casting one last, burning glance at his momma, his lulli still half-hard, chafing painfully..

The crowd started to thin because Sasuma looked sternly at the guys blatently checking out the milky white beauty of Sneha.

Infact , the old wiry woman almost were saying " aapne khana khaye ho ? "

If the labourers said yes , sasuma said " abhi mandir band Karungi , aap log ja sakte ho " almost pushing them out .

"Momma, everyone left?" Dhruv asked, voice cracking slightly, his eyes darting to Sneha's silhouette in the lamplight, the curve of her ass outlined against the saree's silk as she bent to sweep the marigold petals, sending a fresh twitch through his pajama-clad groin.

Sasuma looked at his ankle , "Beta, apply some ice on your ankle. Dikho, kitna sooj gaya hai. Baitho yahan." She gestured to the sofa, But Dhruv's pulse hammered with a desperate need—to be near his sexy mom, to inhale the jasmine musk still clinging to her skin. His lulli stirred semi-hard in his underwear, a insistent poke from the day's pent-up stares, her yellow silk a siren call.

"Nani, I am fine now. You go and rest." Dhruv waved her off with a boy's grin, masking the heat flushing his cheeks.

Sasuma hesitated, brows knitting. "Barf laga lena, beta. Subah tak theek ho jayega." She shuffled back inside, the door clicking shut with a sigh, leaving the air thicker, charged.

Sneha straightened, catching Dhruv's gaze, her full lips curving in that soft

Wow beautiful

[Mande]

Wow! Wow! The way you described Sneha's dress, the overall function minute details and the rawness of the labour's sexual hunger....Brilliant....Even with Sasuma's scolding you have created an sexual tension...Bravo...Keep writing & entertain us with your stylistic eroticism:)

Will look forward towards the next venture of Sneha...

[Herbiee]

What an update brO…. It’s soooo Eroticccc.
Thank u for this stunning creative update. 

[PELURI]

sooper pics ...excellent plot...sneha, the devine angel, deserves better...more romantic seduction rather than brutal attack..

[Sweetrati]

sooper pics ...excellent plot...sneha, the devine angel, deserves better...more romantic seduction rather than brutal attack..

Really thanks for your motivation... thanks again