11-04-2022, 02:07 PM
Part 10
As she came back to her bedroom she saw her husband's already returned after bath , looking for her. Somehow with an excuse she managed this time. This is how the days of Premila Devi were going on.
In just a few months, the life of the humble Premila Devi has changed radically. Decent housewife who manages her family well, has become a slut of an unknown man and her own son. It's not right to say her slut as she never voluntarily gave her body to them. On the other side she also did not stop them! Day after day, all her self-respect has been helplessly lost.
A different religion painter who took shelter in her house and her own son .... Shh! Never think of nightmares! But when they got her and make her naked, as if an illegitimate pleasure overflows somewhere in her mind, again they suppressed ger educated decency.
Every day sanskari pramila devi becomes Asati. As if Pramila had one day prayed to God with a shy smile that such a holiday would come from time to time, now she is regretting for her prayer and waiting for the end of the lockdown . Again on the very next moment, the Kamadevi inside began to flutter and blocked all these chastity emotions. An unbearably strange dilemma!
Meanwhile, in between the news came that a super cyclone is coming from the Bay of Bengal!
Is this the anger of the goddess of nature on human civilization? In modern civilization, day after day, the people have shattered this sheltering planet like a parasitic tree by absorbing the sap. Just like Mohan is absorbing Premila Devi! We have exterminated so many species of wildlife in the process of building cities, in the lure of skin, in the greed of flesh, sometimes in the joy of hunting ! The environment has been polluted by human activities. If you just say pollution, maybe the whole thing will not be understood. Industrial waste, plastics, chemical combustion continue to pollute the world's oceans, which cover about three-quarters of the world's area. To ignore them means to reach the peak of ignorance and ignore one's own existence. The underwater ecosystem is ruined.
many animals, fish, aquatic plants, coral reefs have extincted . Maybe we don't have the direct connection with them but, environmental change have some serious connection with them, of which we are an integral part. After all, everyone knows about deforestation and global warming. Weaving all this in one thread, no one is out of it. People are so stupid? Stupid or greedy and selfish animal? Who forget about his next generation! The future will answer.
Human civilization is on the verge of destruction in response to pollution, and we compromise by pretending not to see. We hate incest, trying to judge everytime about it, where the whole human race has become ugly! How many do we protests after getting out of our comfort zone? except for a few posts on Facebook and WhatsApp? We too are Pramila Devi and Santu in our daily life, in one way or another, in one form or another.
Some say 'Amphan', some say 'um-pun'. Although the names are different, the speech is the same for everyone, a terrible cyclone is coming, which our country has not seen in a few centuries!
There is a commotion all around. in the media, Lockdown is now secondary, the main discussion is of that impending storm. Discussions are also going on at Debangshu Babu's house. He told Mohan, "Don't worry, the storm will not pass near your Village house."
There is no reliance on electricity, candles and matches are stored at home. They are all praying for the Strom to pass by smoothly in their safe sheltered pucca house.
The day has come. May 20th, Wednesday. It has been raining and windy since morning. Kolkata has seen such weather before. It was hard to believe that this would turn out to be horrible, it seemed that the media might have gone a little too far. People are really ignorant !
After lunch, Santu was lying in his room. Looking out the window and watching the rain. Thinking about the upcoming storm, thinking about his mother. Mohan came in the middle of it and said such a thing that shattered all his thoughts . When Mohan first came to his room and sat on the bed, he did not say anything, he tried to ignore. But Mohan did not come for without any reason, he had some statements .
- A very deadly storm is coming. Today I have decided to fuck your mother's ass Babuji!
- What are you talking about, uncle? Mom must be terrified! Scream! Dad has never done that before, I know!
Santu sat up straight from the Half lying position in excitement.
- That's why! Today , even though Maiji screamed no one will heard her shouting.
Mohan said twitching his maustache.
- I don't know, I can't tell mom !
- umm. Don't think too much babuji! I'll do everything, you just help me.
- But I heard it hurts a lot. What will happen to mom? I've never done that before. uncle I'm feeling very scared !
- Hahaha ... When you put your cock in your mother's ass, all fears will go away, Babuji.
Mohan left Santu's room with another filthy poison in his mind. The speed of the storm continued to increase in the afternoon. Once a time the electricity gone before evening, so did the state electricity board.
In the darkness, Pramila Devi lit a match and light a candle. She wears red Benarasi saree today, a round red bindi on her forehead, a clean white loving face,holding a lighted candle near her chest, Debangshu Babu looked at his wife for a moment and remembered only one thing, 'Lady with the lamp!'
Debangshu Babu smiled in his mind.
- Listen, I'm going to Santu. He is alone in this dark. He must be scared . Pramila Devi said to her husband in a worried voice. In fact, her husband could not see, but in the candlelight, Pramila Devi saw an angry, hungry face peeking through the door.
He wink for her to come out of the room. Mohan is calling her. In today's drunken environment, she does not have the strength to ignore the call !
- Your son has grown up. And how long will you think of him a child?
Debangshu Babu says pressing the button on the laptop.
- huhh! No matter how old they are, childs are always small kids to their mother. Do you understand, Mister? I'm going.
Prmila devi felt a strange sensual feeling as she was saying this things.
- All right, go. This will take a little more more, I'm coming too after finishing this. then we will see the rain all together.
Poor Debangshu Babu. Until now he has no idea what storm is going to come in the outside nature, and what storm is going on in his house for a long time !
- what, seeing rain with you! If your office gives you a chance! I'm going mister, you come slowly after finishing your work. Till then , I'm going to have a chitchat with my loving son, bye .
Pramila Devi unhooked two upper hook of her blouse without her husband's notice. If she wear this blouse, she have to do it. The second hook is slightly oblique, they can be pulled open and torn. Then she will have to walk around with a torn blouse! This is a better unhook now than them! No matter how much her son and Mohan think that she is slut ,she will still unhooked her two hooks , They don't have to wear the torn blouse, she have to wear it !
With a blow winds, the window of the house closed . Pramila Devi was trembled as she was getting ready for her illicit affair.
- Hey! See? See what has started?
She ran and closed the window.
- There will be a lot like that, said the news. Close the door from the outside, or the it will blown away.
Debangshu Babu said looking at his ailing wife. Unbeknownst to himself, he made it easier for his wife to commit adultery at home!
- hmm ok! Call me when the work is done,!
Pramila Devi pulled the hem of her sari, covered her chest and left the room. Husband himself said to lock the door from outside!
"Oh God! What sin are you doing to me?" The helpless sex doll, Pramila Devi, begged God and pull the hashball to lock the door from outside..
TBC ..
As she came back to her bedroom she saw her husband's already returned after bath , looking for her. Somehow with an excuse she managed this time. This is how the days of Premila Devi were going on.
In just a few months, the life of the humble Premila Devi has changed radically. Decent housewife who manages her family well, has become a slut of an unknown man and her own son. It's not right to say her slut as she never voluntarily gave her body to them. On the other side she also did not stop them! Day after day, all her self-respect has been helplessly lost.
A different religion painter who took shelter in her house and her own son .... Shh! Never think of nightmares! But when they got her and make her naked, as if an illegitimate pleasure overflows somewhere in her mind, again they suppressed ger educated decency.
Every day sanskari pramila devi becomes Asati. As if Pramila had one day prayed to God with a shy smile that such a holiday would come from time to time, now she is regretting for her prayer and waiting for the end of the lockdown . Again on the very next moment, the Kamadevi inside began to flutter and blocked all these chastity emotions. An unbearably strange dilemma!
Meanwhile, in between the news came that a super cyclone is coming from the Bay of Bengal!
Is this the anger of the goddess of nature on human civilization? In modern civilization, day after day, the people have shattered this sheltering planet like a parasitic tree by absorbing the sap. Just like Mohan is absorbing Premila Devi! We have exterminated so many species of wildlife in the process of building cities, in the lure of skin, in the greed of flesh, sometimes in the joy of hunting ! The environment has been polluted by human activities. If you just say pollution, maybe the whole thing will not be understood. Industrial waste, plastics, chemical combustion continue to pollute the world's oceans, which cover about three-quarters of the world's area. To ignore them means to reach the peak of ignorance and ignore one's own existence. The underwater ecosystem is ruined.
many animals, fish, aquatic plants, coral reefs have extincted . Maybe we don't have the direct connection with them but, environmental change have some serious connection with them, of which we are an integral part. After all, everyone knows about deforestation and global warming. Weaving all this in one thread, no one is out of it. People are so stupid? Stupid or greedy and selfish animal? Who forget about his next generation! The future will answer.
Human civilization is on the verge of destruction in response to pollution, and we compromise by pretending not to see. We hate incest, trying to judge everytime about it, where the whole human race has become ugly! How many do we protests after getting out of our comfort zone? except for a few posts on Facebook and WhatsApp? We too are Pramila Devi and Santu in our daily life, in one way or another, in one form or another.
Some say 'Amphan', some say 'um-pun'. Although the names are different, the speech is the same for everyone, a terrible cyclone is coming, which our country has not seen in a few centuries!
There is a commotion all around. in the media, Lockdown is now secondary, the main discussion is of that impending storm. Discussions are also going on at Debangshu Babu's house. He told Mohan, "Don't worry, the storm will not pass near your Village house."
There is no reliance on electricity, candles and matches are stored at home. They are all praying for the Strom to pass by smoothly in their safe sheltered pucca house.
The day has come. May 20th, Wednesday. It has been raining and windy since morning. Kolkata has seen such weather before. It was hard to believe that this would turn out to be horrible, it seemed that the media might have gone a little too far. People are really ignorant !
After lunch, Santu was lying in his room. Looking out the window and watching the rain. Thinking about the upcoming storm, thinking about his mother. Mohan came in the middle of it and said such a thing that shattered all his thoughts . When Mohan first came to his room and sat on the bed, he did not say anything, he tried to ignore. But Mohan did not come for without any reason, he had some statements .
- A very deadly storm is coming. Today I have decided to fuck your mother's ass Babuji!
- What are you talking about, uncle? Mom must be terrified! Scream! Dad has never done that before, I know!
Santu sat up straight from the Half lying position in excitement.
- That's why! Today , even though Maiji screamed no one will heard her shouting.
Mohan said twitching his maustache.
- I don't know, I can't tell mom !
- umm. Don't think too much babuji! I'll do everything, you just help me.
- But I heard it hurts a lot. What will happen to mom? I've never done that before. uncle I'm feeling very scared !
- Hahaha ... When you put your cock in your mother's ass, all fears will go away, Babuji.
Mohan left Santu's room with another filthy poison in his mind. The speed of the storm continued to increase in the afternoon. Once a time the electricity gone before evening, so did the state electricity board.
In the darkness, Pramila Devi lit a match and light a candle. She wears red Benarasi saree today, a round red bindi on her forehead, a clean white loving face,holding a lighted candle near her chest, Debangshu Babu looked at his wife for a moment and remembered only one thing, 'Lady with the lamp!'
Debangshu Babu smiled in his mind.
- Listen, I'm going to Santu. He is alone in this dark. He must be scared . Pramila Devi said to her husband in a worried voice. In fact, her husband could not see, but in the candlelight, Pramila Devi saw an angry, hungry face peeking through the door.
He wink for her to come out of the room. Mohan is calling her. In today's drunken environment, she does not have the strength to ignore the call !
- Your son has grown up. And how long will you think of him a child?
Debangshu Babu says pressing the button on the laptop.
- huhh! No matter how old they are, childs are always small kids to their mother. Do you understand, Mister? I'm going.
Prmila devi felt a strange sensual feeling as she was saying this things.
- All right, go. This will take a little more more, I'm coming too after finishing this. then we will see the rain all together.
Poor Debangshu Babu. Until now he has no idea what storm is going to come in the outside nature, and what storm is going on in his house for a long time !
- what, seeing rain with you! If your office gives you a chance! I'm going mister, you come slowly after finishing your work. Till then , I'm going to have a chitchat with my loving son, bye .
Pramila Devi unhooked two upper hook of her blouse without her husband's notice. If she wear this blouse, she have to do it. The second hook is slightly oblique, they can be pulled open and torn. Then she will have to walk around with a torn blouse! This is a better unhook now than them! No matter how much her son and Mohan think that she is slut ,she will still unhooked her two hooks , They don't have to wear the torn blouse, she have to wear it !
With a blow winds, the window of the house closed . Pramila Devi was trembled as she was getting ready for her illicit affair.
- Hey! See? See what has started?
She ran and closed the window.
- There will be a lot like that, said the news. Close the door from the outside, or the it will blown away.
Debangshu Babu said looking at his ailing wife. Unbeknownst to himself, he made it easier for his wife to commit adultery at home!
- hmm ok! Call me when the work is done,!
Pramila Devi pulled the hem of her sari, covered her chest and left the room. Husband himself said to lock the door from outside!
"Oh God! What sin are you doing to me?" The helpless sex doll, Pramila Devi, begged God and pull the hashball to lock the door from outside..
TBC ..
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