Misc. Erotica Re-marriage 2 (Completed)

[Mintu08]

Chapter 13

Some Surprising Pleasures

Jaya was now on her eighth month and days and days of rest and a decent workout kept her supremely voluptuous and the cellulite in her fat thighs and bulky arms expanded, yet remained firm. The hair greying matronly busty woman would blush whenever she looked down to her big preggo belly and even wrapped in a plain silky saree, she enjoyed watching her ample flesh jiggle as she took even the tiniest walks on the balcony or the hall.

One fine day, as usual Kaamna left for her office and Alok helped Pushpita with the kitchen stuff mostly. An itch had started to bother Alok as he felt very strangely effeminate in specefically making the soup and since recently he had started to wear the apron, he was even more bothered. As usual he was cooking and perticularly preparing soup when suddenly he heard a truck sound from afar. The sound stopped somewhere outside the house and just then the bell rang up.

"What's with the truck sound?" Alok wondered and just then Pushpita popped out from the balcony and straight away headed towards the door. As soon as the latch opened, the door flung aside, making Pushpita breathe deep and heave her heavy laden breasts inside her decent half sleeved blouse. Infront of her was the driver Manohar!

Manohar in his typically drivers outfit awlays looked enticing to Pushpita and today was no different. Infact he now seemed to be staring a bit at Pushpita who then handled herself and bursted the silence around. 

"What is it?" cooed Pushpita softly.

Manohar spoke away straight..

"Umm madam.. actually I was ordered by badi malkin to clear the store room up.."

Pushpita could easily sniff a couple of more sweaty glands somewhere afar and she felt some stirrings inside her immediately. With very kinky breaths she asked...

"Are you alone..?

Manohar widened his eyebrows at that..."umm what?"

Pushpita realised her usage of words and blushed herself. Once again she asked..

"Umm sorry...no...well, I meant that...will you clear the strorage alone?"

Manohar smiled....

"Not really....others will join me too!"

Pushpita felt her heart beat a bit faster...

"Umm others?"

Manohar then looked back and whistled. Pushpita kept looking over his shoulder and just then three burly dark men with robust build in the filthiest of banyans and trousers came over and stood near the doorstep. Now the musky stench precisely tripled up and right there and then Pushpita felt some ants creep up her panties and some even apparently poked her vulva even.

"Ouiii.."

Pushpita moaned right there and the three bulls almost looked at each other and then at her. Manohar too raised a brow at her and asked her..

"Umm madam?"

Pushpita gathered herself and sweetly pouted..."umm wait right here, I will cal....."

Pushpita had to stop because she felt some heavy steps behind her and as she turned back, she realised it was none other than her bhabhi. Suddenly a thin ray of light hit Pushpita on her face and she couldn't help but notice that the spark emerged actually from her bhabhi's arrival. A very beautiful heavy robust woman with a prominent belly bulge and enhancing her beauty futher was a layer of thin saree with just a white bra that struggled to carry the melons that strangely didn't seem that saggy at all. What made Jaya more sensual at the moment was the way she proudly carried off her heavy body along with flaunting her grey-black hair.

"Oh you all have come...follow me.."

Jaya sweetly spoke as well as took in the whiff of those burly dark men, including Manohar ofcoarse. However she didn't bother reacting, because she blushed to admit it infront of her nanad and ofcoarse her son, who was in the kitchen, a little distance away.

"Oh gosh.bhabhi.." a flute played in the background of Pushpita's mind as she awed at the sight of the bulky woman walking ahead and swaying her fat bum wickedly as three burly men followed her. Alok now had to stop his cooking since he couldn't help but notice the big gorilla men enter the store room one by one and soon carry a big load all by themselves, one by one. 

Jaya stood at the threshold observing them and just then looked at her son, who seemed a bit tenced. Jaya sort of understood the reason why, as she clearly felt that Alok was feeling interior infront of these oh so smelly big men and in contrast his lanky son stood wearing an apron. Clearly Alok seemed to had lost some weight and his arms looked more delicate inside his tshirt. The contrast of her son with the storage cleaning men made Jaya feel some tickling inside her groin and she felt ashamed at this feeling.

"These evil feelings! Gosh.." Jaya cooed mentally and continued to shamefully stare at the bulging arms of those men, as they picked stuff up.

On the other hand Alok felt enraged at his mother for just considering a thin white bra inside the saree, instead of a propper blouse. However he was more angry at the fact that his mother was sort of proudly flaunting her bulgy arms that peeked out from the straps of the bra and moreover a dreamy expression laid on her face.

Anyways let's see the other corner of the house...

Manohar on seeing the men busy with their chores suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. On turning back he saw Pushpita who looked radiant as always in her regular saree and blouse. Suddenly in the strange silence of the hall, their eyes met and just then Pushpita let out a moan....."ouuuugh.."

"What happened madam??"

Pushpita blushed at the fact that she was making up this silly act like those horny mature women of the 80s and 90s Bollywood films and continuing her pretence, she emphasized on her legs by careesing the saree folds up and up till Manohar could see her fair legs and couldn't help but feel a bulge emerging inside his white trousers. 

"Is it paining too much?"
 
Manohar looked genuinely concerned...

"A bit too much....Manohar...owew...uh..take me to my room plea...se..uh.."

Pushpita still bent down and Manohar sort of guessed at what exactly she was indicating and he quickly without any shame bent a bit and with all his might carried Pushpita up all the way till she finally got up all the way upto his arms and assuming this pose she let out a small moan, and this was not a pretended one.

"Uh...take me Manohar.."

Manohar felt his hard-on jump more at that statement and he stared widely at the lady he was carrying.

"Uuh...I mean to my room.."

Pushpita clarified her point and blushed at what Manohar assumed earlier. While Manohar carried the elderly lady all the way to her room, like a knight in shining armour, on the other hand Alok noticed something that sent jolts of anger inside his heart. Even his fist firmed with pangs and pangs of anger and hurt.

The reason being one of the gorilla men carried the storage stuff and one of the things turned out to be the lost photo frame of Alok's father! 

Alok then looked at his mother, who didn't seem to get bothered much at the fact that one of those men assumed the photo of her late husband as a piece of trash. 

"Maa??? Tha...that's pappa's photo frame! How ca...."

Before Alok could complete, Jaya poked...

"Umm beta...get my soup ready fast okay? You don't want to keep your mother waiting...right?"

In all her busty glory, Jaya still sounded maternal as she uttered her words and this didn't actually calm Alok down and...

just then something happened!

Clenching his fist in anger, Alok decided to stop the guys himself, even though he subconsciously knew the fact that they all were physically superior to him. He let go of the utensil in his hand and almost groaned his way into the store room..

"HEY...HOW DARE YOU?? PUT THE PICTURE DOWN YOU SWINES!"

Just then Jaya got alarmed of her son's voice and decided to calm him down..."uhm no beta.....let..it....be.."

The motherly instinct inside Jaya kicked up at this precise moment as she compared the sizes of the men with her son and her heart beat up with concern and...

a strange devilish curiosity to what could happen next! 


"LET THAT PHOTO GO!"

Alok almost enraged and stopped man who had the photo inside his filthy sack of other trash as well. The man who seemed very barbaric looked with firey eyes at Alok and Jaya felt two subconscious beings emerge from her body and then taking their positions on either side of her. One being an angelic version and the other being a Lilith version.

Angel Jaya was glad in a shiny white saree with a surprisingly shiny white blouse that struggled against the bulky arms, yet this version of Jaya resembled the swan goddess a lot. On the other side, however was the Lilith Jaya who wore a black saree with an equally fitting red sleeved blouse and who had surprisingly red horns attached to her head. Jaya heaved her breath and looked at both her versions one by one.

Angel Jaya : No Jaya! Stop your son...have you seen those goon like men??? Anything awful can happen! Please! You are his mother afterall!

Jaya's heart moaned with motherly instinct when suddenly she heard her own laugh, although this one sounded a bit devilish. Turning to the other side she saw her evil version laughing and ultimately she stops.

Evil Jaya : hah! Hell with your motherly instincts. Let your son deal with those goons himself! Let nature take its course and decide who is the mighty! Afterall might is right. 

Jaya again felt sleptical at the moment and both her versions kept raising their own points. Her heart pounded on seeing her sweet delicate son in quarrel with one of those gorilla men.