Adultery An Indian Wedding... <> komaalrani

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I also warned that she will have to sing a few songs but it will be all right if she can come with one or two lewd ones. When she came out all the ladies crowded her. Older ladies were fist but they were by no means sober. When she was touching feet of her Bua-Saas, my mummy goaded her, hey Bahu why you don't lift saya of your saas and see the place where your sasur did all the training.
 
When it came to turn of Mummy she gifted a beautiful Payal (silver anklet with full of bells) and told her ki yeh roj her rat tumhare dulhe ke kaan main baje and realizing the implications we all laughed. Madhu Bhabhi asked, but un panch dinon main kaise bajegi.
 
Mom replied, palatkar (from the other side meaning her asshole will be used).
 
When it came to turn of Rashmi Bhabhi, I thought of a prank and put something in bride's anchal saying scorpion. Bride in a hurry lifted Rashmi Bhabhi’s sari.
 
All nands, me Kruti, could not stop laughing. Kruti asked kyon Bhabhi ji bharatpur ke darshan kara diye.
 
Now next was turn of gents. When Jiju; number came it was basanti who told Chhavi, ' you have touched two feet of everybody but with Nandoi it is turn of middle feet, '. And this time even bride could not keep herself from smiling. She touched feet in the normal fashion but folded her hands indicating towards his” middle feet'. And we just could not stop rolling down with laughter.
 
Next was turn of songs.
 
She sang a few songs in praise of gods, followed by a few folk songs.
 
I goaded her,” hey Bhabhi jara apni sass logon ko nandoi ko to kuch suna dijiye and she started.
 
 (when it came to certain `words' of course Dulari and Basnati helped her but she too did not blush. )
 
She began:
 
Baar Baar Nanadi Darwaje Daudi jaye kahna an mane re,
hamre sayain ji ki Bahana darwaje daudi jayen kahna na mane re,
Halwayia ka ladka to Kruti ji ka yaar hai laddo pe laddo khilaye chala jaye kahna na mane re,
Darji ka ladka to Nandi ji ka yaar hai vo to Reenu ka yaar hai,
Arre choli pe choli, arre body pe body silaye chali jaye kahna namane re
Meri sasu ji ka ladka, meri amma ka ladka to sab nandon ka yaar hai raton main roj
 
 (And Basanti added looking at me and Kruti, )
 
Raton main roj chudvaye chali jaye.
 
 (every time my nannd goes to door running. Sister of my hubby goes to door running. Son of sweet meat seller is love rof my nannd, he is making he rgulp laddo after laddo. Son of tailor is lover of my Nannd. She is getting choli after choli stiched. She is getting her bra measured. Son of my mother in law, son of my mother my brother is suitor of all my nands and in night my nands get fucked by him. )
 
Chhavi Bhabhi looked at me and smiled, she got support from all my Bhabhi’s and old ladies including my mummy who looking at Bua said salli sari nands Chhinar hoti hain.
 
But Chhavi bhabhi began next one:
 
Raghunandan Bin Bajayo ki nahin, Apni Bahna ko tum nachayo ki nahin,
Tamboo taan rakhungi, dholak tayaar rakhungi, manjira paasrakhungi,
Nandoi ji apni salli ki Reenu Nanadi ko aaj nachaiyo ki nahin,
Thoda vo aaj nachengi, thda vo kaal nachengi, parson din rattnachengi,
Raghunandan Bin Bajayo ki nahin,
 
 (and now Dulari joined with ChhaviBahbhi)
 
Tamboo taan rakhungi, dholak tayaar rakhungi, manjira paas rakhungi,
Nandoi ji apni salli ki Reenu Nanadi ko aaj chudvaiyo ki nahin,
Thoda vo aaj chudayengi,
thoda vo kaal chudayengi,
parson din ratt chudayengi
 
 (Raghunandan you played pipe or not. You made your sister dance or not. I will pitch a tent, I will play dholak and you will play majira. Ohh My Nandoiji, you got your salli Reenu fucked or not, she will be fucked a bit today, she will be fucked a bit to morrow and she will be fucked entire night and day day after tomorrow. )
 
And she got such appreciation. Even I, who was target of her gallis, hugged her.