Misc. Erotica Rinku – Badchalan Bhabhi - Trapped (Part 1)
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Rinku – Badchalan Bhabhi – The Wedding! (Part 79)
 
 
The sweetest of fragrances & the gentlest of caresses stroked an uncontrolled wave of passion within me!
“Ummmmm…ahhhh!... Oooohhh…mmm..ssss!” I felt rather than heard the low moan of carnal pleasure as the wave of unbridled lust created & surged within me!
 
The same feathery caress I felt on my cheeks glided along my shoulder & caressed one of my breast & my nipple!
 
This time the moan was more passionate & much more internalized!
 
My nostril quivered to sniff the fresh intoxicating scent as I felt the tips of my own finger trace line over my similarly quivering lower lips!
 
I savoured the feeling of being smoothly coaxed into a state of high arousal & then… the fantasy like experience came crashing down!!!
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‘BRRR…..RIINGGG…..BRRRRR…RRINNNGGGG!!!!”
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‘BRRR…..RIINGGG…..BRRRRR…RRINNNGGGG!!!!’
 
The incessant blaring reminder tone of my phone alarm woke me from the light but refreshing nap I had fallen into!
 
I opened my eyes & I looked at my own lissome naked body, stretched out uninhibited on the sofa in my own living room & realized that it was my own untied & freshly washed silky brown hair which had been the cause of the gentlest caresses on my cheeks, boobs & nipples! 
The sweet fragrance being the special shampoo & shower gel Chany had brought for me when he humped me earlier!
 
Although I was alone, I blushed & saw my boobs redden as I chided myself, as my fingertips were moistened by a familiar wetness from between my thighs where they had been gently rubbing over my clit & I realized that I didn’t remember how I had reached the sofa! So sexed up was I!!!!
 
‘Rinku, you are one fucking nymphomaniac!’ I reproached myself & roused myself & as I shut off the still blaring mobile alarm, I saw the reminder notification & cursed inwardly; the message on the mobile screen read ‘Vats Wedding Reception 8:30 PM’
 
Vats was one my husband’s collegues & since Mohit my husband was abroad on office tour, I would have to attend the reception without any chance of excusing myself from it!
 
With a shake of my head, I headed to the bathroom & slapped my forehead with my palm & exclaimed “You dumb bitch!.... you already have had a bath….!’ & I burst out in giggles at my own forgetfulness & as I remembered that after I had returned from AC’s innovative fuck fest, I had stood in front of the mirror & gazed at myself for a long time!
 
In particular, I had stared at my shirt which was dirtied only around my breast’s where the bastards had groped me as they wished & also at my thighs which were equally stained by the labourer’s groping hands!
 
I smiled as I remembered myself getting under the shower with all my clothes on!
I had a long & rejuvenating shower with Chany’s gifts of shower gel & shampoo!
 
After drying my silky hair I had wrapped a towel around my torso & walked into my living room & flopped onto the sofa & switched on TV to find that one of my dewars had been watching porn on my TV from a pen drive which was still inserted into the TV!
 
I had been watching porn & had dozed off on the sofa while watching porn & had woken up in a state of total arousal!
 
‘Well, there are bound to be many men at the wedding…. & maybe women….!’ I thought with a naughty smile as I got ready to have yet another fun filled night!
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I had booked a radio cab & as I stepped out of the building & towards the cab, I got the first confirmation that my carefully crafted look was spot on as the cab driver’s jaw gaped & his eyes skipped all over me, as if his mind & eyes couldn’t quite agree on which part of my body to ogle at first!
His eyes darted from my face, to my boobs then back to my face, as if he tried to convince himself that the sexy figure belonged to the same beautiful face!
Then his eyes leaped on to my bare waist & then onto my swaying hips & then all the way down my lithe legs!
 
That was the reaction I had hoped for when I decided on the dress for the night!
Although I had kept the look simple, I had ensured that the the overall appearance was over loaded with raw sensous sex appeal!
 
I had eschewed any make up (since my dewars had made it a habit of spoiling my make up with their kisses & cumshots!!!!) & had gone in for a very basic look!
 
My silky brown hair was pulled back & was tied in a neat tight bun behind my head!
I wore no jewellery except for simple large pearl (of course fake…. Mohit doesn’t earn so much to afford real pearls & diamonds!!!) as my earings!
 
Lower down, I had worn a low, a very low cut black sleeveless blouse; it was as low cut in front as it was at the back! A single hook was all that could fit on the low strap behind my back & a simple narrow strip of cloth held the shoulder straps in place!
 
This left my smooth gleaming back open for an appreciative audience!
 
Another feature of the blouse was that it was extremely tight over my boobs & the stretch made the thin fabric appear almost sheer!
 
The fabric was stretched to such an extent, that the silver embroidery of my thin bra beneath seemed to push outwards as if embossed into the blouse!
 
Of course the low cut & tight fit only served to heighten the curvaceousness of my almost perfect breasts!
 
To top it all, I wore my trademark revealing satiny translucent black sari with a curvy silvery motif which further enhanced the sexiness of my shapely figure!
 
The sari itself, was dbangd in such a way that the pallu was bunched up into a narrow strip which covered only one of my breast’s & that too partially while leaving my slim toned tummy & waist almost completely exposed with my deep round navel which was trying to be being the centre of attraction inspite of the deep cleavage & blouse bursting boobs just above!
 
Further down & beneath the sari, I wore only matching embroidered panties, but the wrap of the sari managed to hide my panties much more than any of the garments of my upper body!
 
Except that, since I was not wearing any petticoat, my shape of my nimble legs was just about visible through the translucent fabric of my sari!
 
Simple black heels completed the ensemble with a tiny clutch being my only other accessory other than the gift for the newly wedded couple!
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After a long time, I was in an extremely flirty mood but with almost all my hidden beauty revealed in bits & pieces, there was no need for me to go out of my way to titillate!
 
So I walked with swaying hips directly to the still ogling driver & touched him on his shoulder & said “Tum aaye ho mujhe lene?” with the emphasis being on the word ‘lene’!
The man shuddered, first at my touch & then at my vulgar intonation as he nodded vigorously & opened the door for me!
 
With much practiced ease, I dropped my clutch & then bent down to pick it & as I have done a million times before, I twitched my shoulder imperceptibly so that my pallu cascaded down my fore arm leaving the driver of the cab on the verge of an ejaculation!
 
As he twitched in response, scratching at his crotch, I stood up & locked my eyes with his as I raised my pallu with excrutiating slowness & patted it down exactly as it had been before, ensuring that it was placed so precariously that I could drop it when I needed to, again!
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I sat right in the centre of the rear seat & the driver in a perfect response adjusted his rear view so that he could gaze at this slut’s heaving boobs althrough out the long drive!
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Although he had put on music, I was inspired by what I had seen on TV before I left & I watched porn on my mobile with the sound on turning the driver into a slobbering mass of desire!
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All through the drive, he was squirming in his seat as we went over deep potholes which made my tits jiggle; which he saw in the rear view mirror & the moans & groans of the porn on my mobile made the airconditioning work harder than usual!
Many times I told him to watch the road fearing my flirting would be the cause of an accident!
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Finally, on reaching our destination, I said “Tum abhi kisi aur ko lene ja rahe ho ya mere liye rukh sakte ho… mujhe wapas jaate samay le lena!!”
 
“N..na…hi…madam…. mai rukta hoon… tumha..re… matlab aap ke liye… jaate waqt loonga tumko…matlab…aap ko!” he stammered but eventually managed to blurt out his word play in continuation of mine!
 
I smiled naughtily & bit my lip indicating I understood what he was hinting at & said “mera number le lo…. …, mera naam Rinku hai…. Mai phone karoongi…. Tab aana mujhe lene…..!”
 
“Haan….Rinku…haan…aaoonga… Rinku… er.. madam!” he said with all of his lust clearly highlighted on his grinning face as he thought of fulfilling his wildest fantasies with this brazen bitch named Rinku!
 
I thought of blowing him a teasing kiss but somehow controlled myself & stepped out into a glitzy glamorous wedding reception whose entrance plaza was decorated with colourfull flowers & huge golden letters on a red rose covered board announced ‘SAPNA WEDS VATS’!!!!!!!
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