Misc. Erotica Re-marriage 2 (Completed)

[Mintu08]

SEASON 2

Chapter 1

Nightmares never end easily 

Alok was happy in his flat with Kaamna and was munching on some regular biscuits with tea when suddenly he noticed Kaamna too busy on her phone. She had got back to her regular salwar kameez and somehow looked as if she had put on some slight weight, but hopefully at the right places. The slight bulge at her stomach area was stirring something inside Alok and he was just about to forward his hand and touch the fold when Kaamna herself snapped his hand away.

That gesture of her's sent a shock to Alok. He was her husband right?

Kaamna : Alok..what is it?

Alok : umm it's just that Kaamna, you look amazing...

Kaamna : aw thanks Shona...

But then that was it! Kaamna again got back to her phone and was messaging continuosly to someone and that too with a tongue on cheek expression. Alok who had grown more close to Kaamna in his small flat, couldn't handle his curiosity..

Alok : umm what is it Kaamna? I mean...

Kaamna : oh ummm (smiles) just my new article! Hey! I need to keep my website running afterall! Right?

Alok : umm yeah ofcoarse! Well
..ummm what article?

Kaamna : ummm it's a surprise, I will let you know soon, okay? Oh um by the way! Can you make a quick Nescafe for me in the meantime?

Alok smiled sheepishly and nodded in a yes, walking to the kitchen and as he grabbed the Nescafe jar, his hand stopped moving futher. All the ego he had consumed in the past, again started to question him...

"What's wrong with you Alok????? Is this the work you are supposed to do???" 

"You had the dream corporate position and you left it all to a low class brute????"

"Why Alok why??????"

Alok then relaised that he was more of an expert in handling kitchen stuff, because his new job was very boring and mundane and ofcoarse below his past status. Anyhow, for his love for Kaamna, he made the coffee and soon passed it on to her. Kaamna sipped with her pouty lips and continued to type on her phone. Since it was a Sunday, both were free in their own terms, but the fact was Alok was still not happy to leave everything to his scroundel of a stepfather... Arvind!

"Maybe I hurried! Maybe I shouldn't have..."

Suddenly Kaamna's phone rang and Alok saw Kaamna's face lit up in a glow. A strange beaming glow!

"Hi Pushpita!"

Kaamna spoke up joyfully and ran to the balcony while Alok felt odd and lost in a way.

"Kaamna was keeping in touch with bua???"

Alok wondered and felt his heart thump hard and loud at the mere fact that Kaamna hid this simple fact from him. In the meantime, Kaamna roamed around the balcony while she played with her hair strands and spoke to the ever joyful Pushpita!

Pushpita : darling! How are you? And how is the article going?

Kaamna : Pushpita I feel wicked on writing this article! I mean it's so gross! 

Pushpita : but what to do! Arvind is so admant! To tell you the truth, Arvind is making a brutal dominant woman out of bhabhi! Oh she is packing pounds and I am afraid, the old blouses dont even fit her anymore!

Kaamna : oh my! Did she gain more weight? (Feeling an itch in her own groin)

Pushpita : ummmm who am I to blame? I am packing some extra kilos too recently! But...

Kaamna : but Pushpita...tell me something, what made you think of this topic for my article? I mean it's so weird and ackward...

Pushpita : let me share an incident...

Flashback : A week ago :

Pushpita's POV :

Since bhabhi has become too lazy and ofcoarse sometimes mentally playing with her big stomach. I decided to shop some bras and blouses for her, since she has put on some weight! And the person to take me to the shopping complex was none other than Manohar.

Manohar tried his best to be innocent and within limits, but he surely eyed me through the rear view mirror and ofcoarse why won't he! 

I has got used to wearing half sleeved blouses with chiffon saree, thanks to your mother in law, for making me accustomed to this fashion! 

Anyhow, I couldn't deny the fact that he was eying me all the time. Kaamna, I am an experienced woman. I didn't fail to realise that the young hunk had a thing for elderly plump fair women! Like me...like bhabhi!

Truth be told, everytime in the car itself, I could feel this strange tension and ofcoarse that awful stench coming from his low class body, within the fresh white driver uniform!

The brute even dared talking to me about his wife and how he loved to please her almost every day! Not sex perticularly, but nuzzzling and even rubbing and all. He even told me how much he loved the plumpness of a woman! The curves, the flesh folds and all!

Kaamna, my heart cried! Rajesh was a pansy and could never ever please me like a man! And here was Manohar who must have stripped his wife to a blouse and petticoat atleast and made sweet sour love to her most of the night!

My cunny within my saree cried too!

After I shopped for the blouses and bras, Manohar confronted me again as I sat behind...

Manohar : madamji, you are also like Jaya memsaheb!

Me : oh umm how?

Manohar : fair and robust!

My heart thumped up as he said that! And my thighs rubbed against each other. 

Manohar : but madam! To tell you honestly...if you and Jaya Memsaheb were dark, in my village you would get worshipped by almost all pehelwans!

This conversation was very surreal Kaamna! But my heart got eager to know more!

Me : tell me more Manohar! Tell me about the women in your Village!

Manohar : are madam, the women in my village work day and night, in the scorching heat and they are often called 'Kaali kalutas' but they don't mind! They are proud of being plump, strong and Dark!"

Kaamna, my imagination ran wild as I imagined the goddess Kali in a more robust body and totally dark with stong bulky arms! The image sent shivers to my lower regions! Oh Kaamna!

Me : umm how dark exactly?

Gosh! I actually asked...I wondered if I was a racist or not!

Manohar : dark! Awfully dark madam! Like I said..'Kaali Kaluti' as black as coal! Thanks to the scorching heat in my village!

Kaamna, I know he is just a driver and me, a high class sophisticated woman, but his village atmosphere was making me more curious!

He then shared some incidents where he openly said how thieves and burglers would get thrashed and beaten by the women untill they almost got wounded or even died! Gosh...it was so awful but strangely exciting too. The women would even dominate the useless men who would only drink and do nothing and even beat them up like profesional goons!

Kaamna...the world is not entirely patriarchal! I was damn sure by then! 

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Back to present :

Kaamna heaved her deepest breaths as she heared Pushpita. Her lips wondered what she can say in response to whatever she heared just now. Her big breasts heaved awfully up and down inside her kameez and the shocking perspectives of Manohar was driving her crazy too.

This exactly was the title of her new article -

'The Dominant Fighter Women of 'Vasantinagar'

Vasantinagar was the village of Manohar and surprisingly Arvind too, which Kaamna didn't know yet.