Incest That Trip to... Topchanchi (COMPLETE)

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It was quite late in the night and the Navami mehfil - an evening of courtly entertainment - was on in full swing. 

But unlike the traditional mehfil of poetry and Hindustani classical music, this was loud, lewd and as crude as the politician and his sidekick who were the guests for the evening.

Chotu and Budhia were busy serving liquor and food - to the guests, the performers and of course to Ritu and the Thakur - but tonight they were in the nude! Ritu had always suspected that they were gay but today, with a little wink and smile to Ritu, they were openly so. But the sight of their finely toned bodies fully nude and with their big, uncircumcised penises, was rather exciting for Ritu. What was more exciting was the dog collar that they had around their necks and the way the two politicians would hold the chain while fondling their balls and stroking their penises as they served food and beverages at the mehfil.

It was by now abundantly clear to Ritu that the Thakur was gay but this was a truth that was difficult to live with for anyone in the traditionally "virile" and "potent" Rajput community that had lorded over feudal Bihar and Jharkhand. Hence even though his body thought otherwise, the Thakur could not disclose, or even accept the fact that despite his vigorous attempts to the contrary, women could barely excite him. That is what Savita had referred to and even Ritu knew from first hand experience.

But today on the other hand, the sight of his naked servants proudly strutting around with erect penises was doing wonders to his libido and he was sporting a gigantic erection that he was openly and flagrantly stroking right in front of his guests. Perhaps it was the voyeur instinct too that was prodding him along - to see others nude and to be seen in the nude. The politician-guest was no slouch either. Not only was he drinking scotch like a fish but he and his partner were openly and brazenly pleasuring each other while watching a pornographic movie on the large screen TV on the wall.

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Meanwhile ... in the bedroom, and in sharp contrast to the debauchery in the big hall, a scene of immense tenderness was playing out on the Thakur's bed. Rudra and Savita had just had a most pleasant and successful fuck and once again Rudra must have emptied quite of few cups of his potent semen into Savita's womb. He was now relaxing on her chest.

"Rudra, you do not know what you mean to me, my son."

"It has been my pleasure as well, Mashi." He had dropped the meaningless reference to his technical grandmother and viewed Savita as his mother's sister, his aunt or mashi.

"This is the first time, someone has fucked me with so much love and care."

"You are like my mother to me .."

"When I was a randi, a whore, in Dhanbad, clients would fuck me and throw money on my face."

"I know."

"And the Thakur treats me a like a breeding machine, fucking me with his dry stick, while cursing me for being barren and not giving him a child."

"But hopefully that will change .."

"It is no more a hope, I know ..." There was a tone of certainty in Savita's voice.

"How?"

"A woman knows his body, kid. I felt it when you fucked be at the Devi Sthaan. I felt his presence."

"There is a baby in your belly?"

"I am sure. There are changes in my body I sense that I have never sensed before. I see her coming, or him"

"It will be the grace of the divine"

"And the potency of your seed and the hardness of your prick that delivered it to my womb."

"It was wonderful for me as well .."