02-04-2020, 12:35 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-06-2020, 07:17 PM by garamrohan. Edited 4 times in total. Edited 4 times in total.)
(I sincerely thank to my friend Bhaiya ji for producing Bengali dialogues for this post.)
That Sunday went very bad; first this strange tenant arrived and disturbed pretty morning; then came the cloud, roaring, showering and initiating anxiety as if signalling bad omen. The rain didn’t stop whole day and spoiled the family plan to go for movie in the afternoon and have dinner outside. Divya’s mood was off and Ghosh babu thought it’s because he put the room on rent to a bachelor. But there was something more to Divya’s worry, though, she was not religious fanatic. “I will get used to it by time,” she thought.
But next morning, Divya’s couldn’t gather courage to step down floor to put rangali. New day did not seem to calm down her anxiety regarding Paresh. Ghosh babu intentionally ignored her behaviour but as he was to leave for work, Divya asked him to stay at home.
“This is too much Divya.” Ghosh babu said, “There is nothing to worry about. He lives downstairs and really a gentleman. He is not going to bite you, is he?”
“Not for him. But I am not feeling well.” tears gather in her eyes for she know he cannot see her crying.
Goshbabu embraces her tightly. Her head rested on his chest and he stroked her long hairs putting kiss on her forehead. She looked at him and embraced him equally tightly. Her satin gown straps got displaced a little as the couple cuddled each other. Her white neck collar and naked shoulders captivated Ghoshbabu. His fingers trying to correct her left strap trembled; and on contrary he pulled it off her right shoulder and put mouth to the half-moon formed at her shoulder.
“aaah...” she moaned as he lathered her shoulder with his warm saliva.
“Deepesh is at home...,” she somehow pulled his face off and warned him.
“So what?” Ghosh babu’s enticed voice was accompanied by his lusty gaze moving all over Divya’s body.
“Not now...” her cry lost in dismay as he kissed her hungrily. Her bangles noised as she caressed his back. Ghosh babu’s hands slide across her back tightening his grab around her while he tasted nectar of her lips... unbrokenly - until college bus arrived at the gate and gave a horn.
“I will be back...” Ghosh babu seemed very serious with his words as he adjusted his hard on and left the room looking for his son. Divya stood at the window, gasping, as she saw Ghosh babu hurriedly dragging Deepesh to the bus. Unusually, he didn’t wait to wave goodbye to their dear son and immediately walked towards the house. Just when he was to enter house, he noticed Divya looking at him only. The sparkle in his eye took Divya’s breath. Being married to him for this much long time, she was used to strokes of strong sexual urges happening to him once or twice a month.
“He is in the beast mode today.” she talked to herself and hurriedly wrapped herself around with a shawl.
“Listen, I am not feeling good today.” she again warned him.
“You want me to stay at home or not..,” he didn’t stop at the door as he talked this and pulled off the shawl.
He caressed her chick and asked in convincing tone, “Please...”
No sooner did Divya tried to reply, he pushed her to bed, though not harshly. Divya understood futility in trying to stop him and a smile appeared on her face looking at the Gosh babu’s struggle to get rid of his cloths. As he whirled his underwear at the floor, Divya cried...
“Chii... Diner bela nogno hoy gele… koto nirlojjo tumi.”
(“Chii... how shameless of yours to get nude in daytime.”)
“Shhh....”, Ghosh babu signalled her to keep quiet and kissed her on lips, fully. He took one of her hand and made her stroke his cock which was erected by now.
“I love you, Divya.. so beautiful you are my darling!” he cleared off both straps of the nighty from her shoulder and tried to pull nighty down. But divya playfully hit his hand. “Don’t make me shameless like you.”
“Why?” with clinched teeth he pressed her beautiful bosoms from over the gown as if taking revenge of her comment.
“Aaaah... easy...” Divya moaned but didn’t oppose him this time rather she closed her eyes and let Ghosh babu have his own way with her jugs.
“Aaah... enough...” He took her hand off his shaft which had became much bigger and hard by now and opened drawer to took out condom.
“No way....,” Divya exclaimed, “I am not going to suck it now. In full light, hell no...”
“Please Divya... please.” He put hands in her waist and pulled her closer, caressing her face, he planted several soft kisses on her face. “It’s your favourite pineapple flavour... Don’t do drama yaar... or else...”
“Or else what?” She asked cynically.
“Else you have suck it without condom, you got it?” He pulled her head back by little pull at the hair and licked off her chick before leaving her.
She collapsed in bed and Ghosh babu threw packet at her. “You are impossible!” she said but soon started putting on the condom on her dear hubby’s cock.
“Ohhh wow... you are awesome at this my dear wify..”, he caressed her hairs lovingly but she flicked off his hands showcasing dislike of his attitude.
“Still angry?”, Ghosh babu put hands on her shoulders.
She choose not to answer and put her mouth to rather a good act... A gentle kiss at his cockhead!
“Ummm aaaah... dear...” his fingers automatically pierced into her beautiful hairs. With another hand he dialled a number.
“Is it necessary now?” she tried to get away but his hold at her hairs prevented her from doing so.
“Just telling at the institute that I am not coming today. He winked at her. Come on baby... You need not stop.”
He flicked his cock on her chick seeing non response from her. With this he saw the desired result as she again started stroking his prick with gentle but long strokes.
“fuckkk..... oh Vishal... nothing... nothing... seems like I will not be able to come today. Not feeling good...”
“No.. No nothing serious. Just a day’s rest will fix it all...” Ghosh babu said as Divya devotionally played with his cock.
“Use your mouth...”, he mumbled at Divya keeping mouthpiece of phone aside but somehow the man on line heard it.
“Na na…. Tomake na. Ami amar stree ke puro aanaras ta upobhog korte bolchi. Juicing machine e pishe fele na jeno.”
(“No no... not you. I am telling my wife to enjoy pineapple as whole, not to crush it in juicing machine.”)
“Shameless...” she gave him a bizarre look but just for a second; after which her tongue attacked his condom-covered dick like a sword.
This was too much for Ghosh babu he put phone off and threw it and hold her head by both hands.
“Suckk.. .Divya”, he cried as Divya completely took his cock in her wet mouth. Despite his roaring her mouth blowed him very calmly and with content.
Her periodic moaning while servicing Ghosh babu was nothing less than cherry on the cake for him; for he was already been on seventh heaven. With open mouth he gasped, he moaned; praised excellent skill of succulent mouth of his dear wife. His eyes were close all the time and his grab tightened around her head and hairs as the warm, juicy feeling on his cock became overwhelming. Unable to bear, he pulled off his cock from her mouth and pulled her up to kiss her again.
Their tongue tangled, clashing like swords and their saliva mixed and they started the journey to unite. His hands started uplifting her purple nighty caressing her bubbly ass chicks and her nails pierced lovingly into his bare, hairy shoulders.
Their bodies settled synchronously to their marital bed. It didn’t take much time to get her sexy nighty getting landed on the floor and the aroma of sex occupied the room.
At the end, Ghosh babu persuaded Divya to put rangoli in the veranda. She too, confidently went down, wearing a beautiful yellow saree and her wet long hairs which she has washed after the fabulous encounter with husband swung freely on her back. Suddenly, Paresh appeared on the scene and was having a look at rangoli. As soon as Divya noticed it, she rushed to the house without speaking a word to Paresh and hit into Ghosh babu who was coming downstair.
“Don’t be so panic...,” he hissed.
“My senses cannot be wrong. You believe it or not,” she said to Ghosh babu, “There is something wrong with this guy for sure.”
That Sunday went very bad; first this strange tenant arrived and disturbed pretty morning; then came the cloud, roaring, showering and initiating anxiety as if signalling bad omen. The rain didn’t stop whole day and spoiled the family plan to go for movie in the afternoon and have dinner outside. Divya’s mood was off and Ghosh babu thought it’s because he put the room on rent to a bachelor. But there was something more to Divya’s worry, though, she was not religious fanatic. “I will get used to it by time,” she thought.
But next morning, Divya’s couldn’t gather courage to step down floor to put rangali. New day did not seem to calm down her anxiety regarding Paresh. Ghosh babu intentionally ignored her behaviour but as he was to leave for work, Divya asked him to stay at home.
“This is too much Divya.” Ghosh babu said, “There is nothing to worry about. He lives downstairs and really a gentleman. He is not going to bite you, is he?”
“Not for him. But I am not feeling well.” tears gather in her eyes for she know he cannot see her crying.
Goshbabu embraces her tightly. Her head rested on his chest and he stroked her long hairs putting kiss on her forehead. She looked at him and embraced him equally tightly. Her satin gown straps got displaced a little as the couple cuddled each other. Her white neck collar and naked shoulders captivated Ghoshbabu. His fingers trying to correct her left strap trembled; and on contrary he pulled it off her right shoulder and put mouth to the half-moon formed at her shoulder.
“aaah...” she moaned as he lathered her shoulder with his warm saliva.
“Deepesh is at home...,” she somehow pulled his face off and warned him.
“So what?” Ghosh babu’s enticed voice was accompanied by his lusty gaze moving all over Divya’s body.
“Not now...” her cry lost in dismay as he kissed her hungrily. Her bangles noised as she caressed his back. Ghosh babu’s hands slide across her back tightening his grab around her while he tasted nectar of her lips... unbrokenly - until college bus arrived at the gate and gave a horn.
“I will be back...” Ghosh babu seemed very serious with his words as he adjusted his hard on and left the room looking for his son. Divya stood at the window, gasping, as she saw Ghosh babu hurriedly dragging Deepesh to the bus. Unusually, he didn’t wait to wave goodbye to their dear son and immediately walked towards the house. Just when he was to enter house, he noticed Divya looking at him only. The sparkle in his eye took Divya’s breath. Being married to him for this much long time, she was used to strokes of strong sexual urges happening to him once or twice a month.
“He is in the beast mode today.” she talked to herself and hurriedly wrapped herself around with a shawl.
“Listen, I am not feeling good today.” she again warned him.
“You want me to stay at home or not..,” he didn’t stop at the door as he talked this and pulled off the shawl.
He caressed her chick and asked in convincing tone, “Please...”
No sooner did Divya tried to reply, he pushed her to bed, though not harshly. Divya understood futility in trying to stop him and a smile appeared on her face looking at the Gosh babu’s struggle to get rid of his cloths. As he whirled his underwear at the floor, Divya cried...
“Chii... Diner bela nogno hoy gele… koto nirlojjo tumi.”
(“Chii... how shameless of yours to get nude in daytime.”)
“Shhh....”, Ghosh babu signalled her to keep quiet and kissed her on lips, fully. He took one of her hand and made her stroke his cock which was erected by now.
“I love you, Divya.. so beautiful you are my darling!” he cleared off both straps of the nighty from her shoulder and tried to pull nighty down. But divya playfully hit his hand. “Don’t make me shameless like you.”
“Why?” with clinched teeth he pressed her beautiful bosoms from over the gown as if taking revenge of her comment.
“Aaaah... easy...” Divya moaned but didn’t oppose him this time rather she closed her eyes and let Ghosh babu have his own way with her jugs.
“Aaah... enough...” He took her hand off his shaft which had became much bigger and hard by now and opened drawer to took out condom.
“No way....,” Divya exclaimed, “I am not going to suck it now. In full light, hell no...”
“Please Divya... please.” He put hands in her waist and pulled her closer, caressing her face, he planted several soft kisses on her face. “It’s your favourite pineapple flavour... Don’t do drama yaar... or else...”
“Or else what?” She asked cynically.
“Else you have suck it without condom, you got it?” He pulled her head back by little pull at the hair and licked off her chick before leaving her.
She collapsed in bed and Ghosh babu threw packet at her. “You are impossible!” she said but soon started putting on the condom on her dear hubby’s cock.
“Ohhh wow... you are awesome at this my dear wify..”, he caressed her hairs lovingly but she flicked off his hands showcasing dislike of his attitude.
“Still angry?”, Ghosh babu put hands on her shoulders.
She choose not to answer and put her mouth to rather a good act... A gentle kiss at his cockhead!
“Ummm aaaah... dear...” his fingers automatically pierced into her beautiful hairs. With another hand he dialled a number.
“Is it necessary now?” she tried to get away but his hold at her hairs prevented her from doing so.
“Just telling at the institute that I am not coming today. He winked at her. Come on baby... You need not stop.”
He flicked his cock on her chick seeing non response from her. With this he saw the desired result as she again started stroking his prick with gentle but long strokes.
“fuckkk..... oh Vishal... nothing... nothing... seems like I will not be able to come today. Not feeling good...”
“No.. No nothing serious. Just a day’s rest will fix it all...” Ghosh babu said as Divya devotionally played with his cock.
“Use your mouth...”, he mumbled at Divya keeping mouthpiece of phone aside but somehow the man on line heard it.
“Na na…. Tomake na. Ami amar stree ke puro aanaras ta upobhog korte bolchi. Juicing machine e pishe fele na jeno.”
(“No no... not you. I am telling my wife to enjoy pineapple as whole, not to crush it in juicing machine.”)
“Shameless...” she gave him a bizarre look but just for a second; after which her tongue attacked his condom-covered dick like a sword.
This was too much for Ghosh babu he put phone off and threw it and hold her head by both hands.
“Suckk.. .Divya”, he cried as Divya completely took his cock in her wet mouth. Despite his roaring her mouth blowed him very calmly and with content.
Her periodic moaning while servicing Ghosh babu was nothing less than cherry on the cake for him; for he was already been on seventh heaven. With open mouth he gasped, he moaned; praised excellent skill of succulent mouth of his dear wife. His eyes were close all the time and his grab tightened around her head and hairs as the warm, juicy feeling on his cock became overwhelming. Unable to bear, he pulled off his cock from her mouth and pulled her up to kiss her again.
Their tongue tangled, clashing like swords and their saliva mixed and they started the journey to unite. His hands started uplifting her purple nighty caressing her bubbly ass chicks and her nails pierced lovingly into his bare, hairy shoulders.
Their bodies settled synchronously to their marital bed. It didn’t take much time to get her sexy nighty getting landed on the floor and the aroma of sex occupied the room.
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At the end, Ghosh babu persuaded Divya to put rangoli in the veranda. She too, confidently went down, wearing a beautiful yellow saree and her wet long hairs which she has washed after the fabulous encounter with husband swung freely on her back. Suddenly, Paresh appeared on the scene and was having a look at rangoli. As soon as Divya noticed it, she rushed to the house without speaking a word to Paresh and hit into Ghosh babu who was coming downstair.
“Don’t be so panic...,” he hissed.
“My senses cannot be wrong. You believe it or not,” she said to Ghosh babu, “There is something wrong with this guy for sure.”
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