Misc. Erotica The Big Fat Two-State Wedding (Complete)

[Mintu08]

Chapter 2 

Next Morning :

"Bhor hoilo jagat jagilo...
 
Chetone chahilo nari-nor...

Modhur tane bibhur gane Bihango mukul chare sob....

Bhor hoilo jagat jagilo..." 

(The Morning has arrived and the world has awakened..

So has awakened the groom and his bride from their night of ecstasy...

The Morning has arrived and the world has awakened...)

The typically morning raga from somewhere distant travelled all the way inside the room through the open window, along with the chirping of the crows and other birds. These sounds intermingled inbetween themselves and reached the ears of Pallavi, who opened her eyes for sure, but her body didn't seem to be welcoming the morning at all. 

Somehow, taking a long sigh and an yawn, the unfortunate discontent fresh bride woke up and reluctantly looked down at her thighs with the dried crusts of the very watery semen of her husband, which was not only not thick or potent by any means, but also less in the quantity that it was supposed to be.

With a sigh and dry reddened eyes due to a whole night of weeping in silence, Pallavi shifted her attention off her thighs and then looked at Debojit, who was still in his deep sleep state, but that wasn't precisely the botheration for her. Rather, it was his very normal facial language that disturbed her.

"Doesn't he know that he failed to douse the flame inside me last night?" 

"Was I not heaty enough for him? Were my fresh red nails and my precious jewels and curves not enticing enough for him?"

"We had the whole atmosphere set up at an already heated up night right Debo? Then why....why...why?"

"Boudi!!!" 

A sweet dove like voice appeared from outside the door, shattering the thought bubbles of Pallavi, who immediately got up, cladding herself with a simple saree and a blouse.

Pallavi in this precise moment, refreshed some distant memories of some sahelis admitting to the fact that they had to take a serious bath to cleanse their thighs off the potent semen remains of their husbands. But this was not the case for her unfortunately, as the semen remains were barely an existence inside or around the cunny gates. Let alone her thighs!

"Oh well...." With a last bit of sigh, Pallavi adjusted her pallu and after she was done combing of her hair, she took the tiny sindoor box and was just about to apply it on her forehead when suddenly she saw the reflection of her easy faced husband dozing in peace in the long mirror of the dressing table.

"Perhaps you could have wore a tiny bit of regret on your face Debo!"

Pouting the lines to herself, Pallavi left the room and just when she has left the threshold..

"Dhaaappp!!!

 A bubbly Subosree almost shook the totally unsatisfied wife!

"Uff Subo, take it easy....you almost shook me!" 

Subosree have her typically bubbly smile while helding the shoulders of Pallavi, pouting...

"Are boudi! Remember you promised to give me the juicy details! Hmmm?"

"Subo! It's early in the morning okay? And I am ummmm...not in the mood.. anyways.."

"Bou..di...I am not letting you go untill you atleast tell me the number of times dada bhai kissed you...and ummm where where..."

Subosree had her round puppy eyes and her cute smile, with her hand still firm on Pallavi's shoulders, who pouted in her mind, while looking the other side for a breif moment....

"Subo is sounding just normal! But sorry Subo...I can't discuss this topic any further than just the kisses your dada bhai gave me..."

"Hey boudi?? Hello?" Subosree was all ears for the spicy details, but Pallavi was so reluctant and latently annoyed that she felt a breeze of hair paas her mind and soul when Promila showed up at that precise moment, with a Pooja thaali in her hand.

"Bouma! Looking so grateful! Just the angel I wanted for my Debo!" 

Pallavi just managed to sheepishly smile and bow down to touch the feet of her saans, making sure to hide the grief on her face well enough to not evoke any enquiry from her side, regarding the awful fruitless last night. In the meantime, Debojit got up and opened his eyes in this self dilusion that he was just about appropriate last night. 

"I feel so refreshed after last night. Palo's arms has atlast welcomed by embrace. I am so happy to have her!"

Like the patriarch of the family, Debojit shifted aside the sheets and got fresh, dressing up for his office in his regular formals and in the meantime, Pallavi assisted her saans in the kitchen. Naturally the two immersed in a very typical conversation.

"Bouma, I finally have the daughter I need! By the way, hope my son didn't trouble you much hehe.."

Promila had sunshine ans optimism in her tone, as she made some breakfast. But Pallavi prepared the tea with a sheepish smile towards her saans and just managed to pout out..."hmm.. Uhm...how do I answer than mamuni!"

"Hehe...just the sweet blush I expected! Bouma you will bring sunshine and happiness in my family for sure!"

Promila's words were like sweet curd for sure, but the sweetness didn't reach her ears. Rather the sentence seemed like a mockery for the internally sad wife. 

"I umm...hope so mamuni..." Pallavi was still in her thoughts of the very dissatisfying night where she didn't quite recieve the pumping and humping of the bull she had accepted from Debojit, but rather she faced the struggles of a Beta male and just in midst of these thoughts...

"Aaah ouchh!" 

Pallavi accidentally dipped a finger in the cup of hot tea and Promila immediately soothed that finger within the lock of her own fingers, pouting out...

"Oh ho..bouma be careful! They say...I mean the holy books say...."

Promila fidgeted a bit and then stopped.

"What were you saying mamuni?" Pallavi seemed awkwardly curious.

"Ah nothing bouma, it's just a silly notion I believe in. The line says that the newlywed daughter in law must not have a grimace or a grumpy pout on her face on the first day of her sansaar". 

Pallavi managed to pout out..."are na mamuni, I am fine...it's just that I was a bit umm careless.."

Promila smiled and ran her palm on the scalp of her bahu and then pouted just before leaving with the meals kept on the plates...

"Debo will leave for his office soon, make sure you get the tea right at the dining table bouma"

The moment Promila left the kitchen, the creepy silence crept upon Pallavi once again and she sighed with a pout to herself....

"It's sad to admit it mamuni, but the grimace is more in my heart, which is given by none other than your son!"

..............

Some moments later :

Even after breakfast was over, Debojit still felt the newlywed male lazyness to just stay with his wife for some more time before he could leave for his office. At the threshold of the house, he passed on a casual tone of "Bye maa" and then caught hold of his wife's arm and pushed her face towards his lips. At a basic level, Pallavi loved the sweet-naughty gesture of her husband.

"What is it?" Pallavi pouted.

"Are, don't you know?" Debojit passed on a smirk.

"Uff...aren't you getting late?" Pallavi gestured her eyes casually towards her saans, but Debojit still insisted..."are tumi na shotti! (you are too much) just one, the sweet wifely one!"

Once again somehow the sparkle in Debojit's eyes melted Pallavi in a way that she pecked softly on the lips and patted his shoulder with her angelic hand, pouting..."Now get going!"

From far off Debojit waved to his wife, who waved back but then again was lost in her own thoughts, just then ah and patted her shoulder once more and this time she shook a bit, only to find out that the person wss Subosree, with a cute smile, just about to leave for college.

"Bye boudi! have a nice dayy!" 

Watching her nanad leave for her college, Pallavi sheepishly waved a bye and decided to rather meet a saheli, who didn't live much far away luckily. Afterall, she needed to divert her mind from the fruitless session last night somehow. 

Taking permission from her mother in law, Pallavi left for her friend's house. 

.........................

New Delhi :

A special gathering was assembled in the Humanity Department of the Gender-science Department in a large meeting room. Some government officials had been perticularly invited and the conference consisted of doctors, security officer and even Marriage Beuro team. A strange assemblence of departments that had roughly a connection with each other. 

But the conference was mandetory as per a new law that passed just recently.

When the higher officials announced thier decision, a silence crept throughout the meeting room, but then after a series of sighs altogether, the doctors and the security officer in perticular nodded to each other and somehow the ladies peeked with a mischevious grin at certain men in the meeting, who sipped a whole glass of water with a slight tinge of a sweat droplets on their respective foreheads. 

Although comments kept coming inmidst of the silence around...

"Thats a bit drastic.."

"But I believe that it perhaps needs to be done this way only..."

"Such an awful pandemic with such awful consequences indeed...hmmmm"

"I pity the men breed!" A feminist sarcastically added too.

The whole committe was then dismissed after each and every doctor, security officer cop and even the matrimonial experts signed a common note. The note stated that -

'I hereby agree to the new system that the Government has approved of and will make sure that each and every men who is accused of being in the 'Inappropriate' list, should and will be obliged to follow the required steps as per the new law and incase they do not adher to the rules and regulation, strict actions will be taken, irrespective of the individual's consent and I, being the responsible official in this matter, will make sure that the steps are taken or else I will be compensated to a very high fine along with a termination letter from my official post. 

Once this note was signed, the group of members stood and left the room. Some in dispair, while some in the sheer anticipation of having some new powers. 

.....................

Kolkata :

"Palo! I whatsapped you atleast 10 times about the spicy details between you and Debo! I atleast deserve a reply yaar!" Shohini, an old time friend of Pallavi got a plate of samosas and some black jamun on the table. But the treats didn't look much enticing for a gloomy Pallavi, who certainly took hold of a samosa, but just admired it left and right, rather than taking a munch and the bengali samosa had always been her favourite. 

"Nothing much yaar.......hmmmm.....he was just.........okay!" Pallavi pouted. Her radiant face looking a bit pale due to a very gloomy expression on it. 

"Such a sweet and charming man he is Palo! I am sure the night was romantic and umm a bit spicy too?" Shohini made a naughty gesture of crawling fingers on the blouse clad shoulder of her bestie, but Pallavi yanked it off politely. 

"Hmmm okay... let me guess.... jamai babu was a bit umm rough and bullish on bed hm?"

"Uhmm..... the opposite rather Shohu!" Pallavi pouted, take a bite and not resisting the samosa anymore. She couldn't punish the stomach as much as she punished her groin by dissatisfying it last night.

"Hmmm.....hey Palo, its okay.... couples can be umm passive in the first night, but hey...there are so many moments you both can have in the future!" Shohini gave her most optimistic smile, munching on a samosa herself. 

Pallavi sheepishly smiled and then her eyes by chance, diverted to a photo. A couple picture of Shohini and her husband, with an undoubtedly a provocative pose, where she was lifted up by her husband's muscled arms, peeking well through the tshirt.

A tingle of discomfort passed through Pallavi's whole body as she peeked the bicep bulge on the photo and then sketched a memory of Debojit's average arms in her mind, specially when she had run her well manicured hands on them during the itnimacy, which unfortunately didn't go as intimate as she had anticipated.

*SNAP*

"Hello? Palo to Earth!" 

Pallavi was snapped back to her reality and in the meantime, Shohini realised that her friend's eyes were locked on the photo. 

"Hey you have seen my husband on my wedding right?" Shohini smirked, knowing precisely why Pallavi stared at the picture.

"Uhm yeah I do....its just that....." Pallavi had just began to pout when just right then...

"Yup! Romantic, virile and so so satisfying on bed! that how he is!! my shona!!" Shohini smirked and looked at the picture, blowing a kiss to her husband's smiling face and then looked front again, only to see a much gloomier Pallavi this time.

"Ufff.....cmmon now Palo!" Shohini rubbed on the shoulder of her bestie once more.

Pallavi sighed and bit on another samosa, trying to feel better.

A silence crept in the whole room for some moments....

and then!

"Hmmmmmmmm okay Palo! I have a cool idea!"

"What sort?" Pallavi sipped on her tea this time.

"Are boka! (silly) to entice jamai babu ofcoarse! I think you need some spicy context to impress him!" Shohini had that optimist spark on her face yet once again. Pallavi felt like the need to look deep into her face and pout..."And what context would that be?"

"hmmmmmmm are baba.........anything........how about some Bollywood spicy songs?...you know...the typical enticing ways...."

"Hmmmmm....okay...continue..." Pallavi was a very open minded girl and therefore she ignored the chai and samosa for some time and just elbowed her thigh, with her palm under the chin, listning carefully to what Shohini had to offer.

The very next moment, Shohini got up from her sofa, surprising Pallavi by taking her hand and making her get up too.

"Hey wha..." Pallavi was confused but then Shohini seductively pulled her towards her untill a very casual breast to breast clash took place. Pallavi felt awkward, but then raised an eyebrow and then Shohini began to sang seductively, casually mashing her salwar clad breasts against her friend's Saree-blouse clad ones....

"Haayee...dhak dhak karne lagaa.....

Mora jeeyara darne lagaaa......"

"Something this sort Paloo!" winked Shohini, as she stood normal and Pallavi got the clue atlast, somehow smiling and then pouting...

"Hmmmmmm, okay Shohi! a bit filmy...but hey kinda sexy too!"

"Sure babes! I am sure you can be Madhuri and jamai babu can be Anil quite easily!" Shohini then sipped her tea again, along with a raunchy bite on the samosa, pouting...."me and Anirban often roleplay those raunchy hindi songs and get hot!"

Pallavi sheepishly smiled and then looked at Anirban in the photo frame, precisely on his muscle bulge, but then her mind went to making plans to make this scheme happen. She bit her lip and hoped that Debojit would be enticed and enable the bull mode inside him, after this roleplay.

"I can suggest some nice blouses if you want Palu!" smirked Shohini.

Pallavi bit her lower lip in response, smirking similarly. 

................

Bengal International Bank (BIB) - Debojit's office :

"Shaala! biye ta hoye gelo tahole!!" (Damn, my boy's married finally!) a guy in glasses patted the back of Debojit. Both were having the recess at this moment.

"Well yeah! happy to get her!" Debojit's heart glew with the memory of planting a kiss on Pallavi's lips just before leaving home, but his cock still stirred a bit at the memory of last night. The special night in which he discharged his love in the form of fluids at the embrace of his beautiful wife.

"But yaar! atleast give us the spicy details nah!" Another guy joined in. His name was Proful, a close colleague of Debojit, but also a ladiesman at the same time. His burly build resembled that of a bodybuilder and some female colleagues would actually peek a boo at him during recess, but keeping their intentions latent. 

A pat from Proful on Debojit's back at that precise moment, shook him a bit, and this wasn't the first time he would feel that. Deep in mind, in the latent corners of his heart, he knew Proful was sort of an Alpha, while he wasn't that manly as him, but why would he care so much, wondered Debojit at the satisfaction that he was a complete family man now and that too with a gorgeous wife, whose smile melted him the very first day when the proposal had knocked on his door.

"Are Debu! tell na? boudi must have enjoyed the moments? hmm? hmm? are tell na!" Proful insisted while taking his chair close to his friend's and in the meantime, another man joined them. He wasn't as brutish looking like Proful, but certainly was an athlete and on top of that, had an eye for every lady in the office. His name was Jotin.

"Debu! tell me as well. Aye hayye...'Phulshojja' (Suhagraat) must have been awesome for you both! did you grope them right away?"

"Are....yaar....that's too much details!" Debojit murmered, feeling a bit awkward to discuss the details openly at office, but couldn't help not discussing certain things, since it was an all male friend circle and Proful, Jotin and Ashok were close friends of his.

"Well, I did had my share of gropes!" Debojit sighed in the memory of the pleasurable night and just then Proful patted his thigh firm out of a pal spirit, pouting..."Are wah! darun bepar! aar ektu bol na re!!" (tell us more!) 

"Hmmmm well....she was warm like a blanket! it felt soothing and good to embrace her!" Debojit's words made his friends hard enough by this moment, specially Proful, who wished he was the one banging Pallavi! such was his womanizing instinct. Anyway, it was Jotin who patted Debojit's back, remarking sarcastically...

"Shaala gandu! boudi must be a banger on bed then!..I can sense it!" 

A tingle of discomfort surrounded the ethical mindset of Debojit in this moment, when he could see how Jotin, Ashok and undoubtedly Proful had a lustful glare on their faces and not to mention, a raised lump in all their trousers. With a sudden insecure man in this moment, Debojit changed the topic...

"Anways...get married yourselves and find out more" smirked Debojit wth a relaxed smile. His mind still locked with the image of Pallavi in her simple saree and blouse waving a bye from the threshold of their house.

"Are shaala! the girl should be like Pallavi boudi!!! then only we will marry!"

Debojit sheepishly managed to giggle along with others on that comment and soon got back to work as the recess ended.

.................


New Delhi :

A Parliament meeting was conducted again with the high authority officials who were involved in approval of new machines, to be imported into the country. Products ranging from Beauty creams, Facial creams and some kind of machinery chairs were being imported.

The heads of certain Beauty and Hormonal departments signed their respective documents of granting permission of those imported items into their official places. As per the commands of the government, the advertisement agency even participated and began to make scripts to endorse certain brands and medical agencies.

"Ladies and gentleman, soon we shall have to function on sorting this issue, no matter how brutal or disheartening it may be for certain men!"

"Indeed I agree! let the strong and the powerful win!" A lady doctor accidentally utters and then covers her mouth, but was certainly ears to some gasps from women and some skeptical stares from men in perticular. 

Another lady officer suppressed a giggle, while some ladies did gossip amongst each other. 

All the people in authority were ready to welcome this new dawn in the nation. 

...............

Kolata, Debojit's house :

At dinner, Debojit was seated precisely between his mother and Pallavi, who in perticular, gave enticing and alluring expressions to her husband. The lethargic husband wondered what was up with his wife, while she made latently kinky gestures like licking her daal soiled finger seductively and was just about to blow a flying kiss, when just at that moment, Promila showed up with her own plate.

"Well, Debu, Pallavi, I think you both should now plan the next segment soon!" Promila poured rice on her plate and cooed.

"Uhm what you mean maa?" A lethargic Debojit wondered. His mind barely refreshed from the evening shower.

"Are tumiyo na! uff...ofcoarse she is talking about her honeymoon!" 

A moment of unexpected silence crept in the room and Promila resisted a giggle, while Debojit felt a sudden joy at the mention of a 'Honeymoon'. Pallavi on the other hand, placed a hand on her husband's thigh, crawling some fingers, which shook Debojit a bit more than usual. 

"Uhm Debu, you okay?" Promila noticed the jerk in her son's body, but while being engrossed in her rice and daal.

"Uhm maa yeah...I am fine....".. and then he sneaked his lips towards Pallavi, pouting softly...."Uff...can't you just wait untill night! are you really that...."

"Yesss...soo horny babes! tonight, you will slurp me the way you are slurping on the daal and sabzi okay?" Pallavi hissed rather than pouting normally. Her hiss along with a seductive tone made a lump appear on Debojit's track pant, which made him yearn to finish the dinner fast and then move to his bedroom, anticipating another steamy night. This whole anticipation made him feel less lethargic after a regular hectic day at the office.

"Ok bouma, Debo, make sure you make a plan soon!" Promila smiled and got up with her finished plate. 

"Sure mamuni!" Pallavi smiled warmly and then turned the very same smile into a playful smirk, while running her decently long nails on the round neck of her husband's tshirt and then pouting with a husk in her voice....

"Mr Debo, join me soon! its not good to keep a potentially horny wife waiting and admiring her nails rather than being quenched to the fullest!" 

Raising the same pair of fingers from Debojit's shirt to his lips, Pallavi got up with her plate and seductively swayed her body to the kitchen sink, with the deep hope that the night would not turn out to be fruitless like the previous one. 

In the meantime, Debojit enjoyed the sway of his wife even within her saree. His cock stirred with anticipated emotions and the pursuit of an orgasmic night. 

After having his hands and face washed, Debojit reached his room, only to be...

surprised and amused at the same time!

The whole room had candles lit and the ambience looked reasonably romantic and enticing at the same time. The whole scenario resembled that of some pop music video album where the hero anticipates the arrival of his damsel and that is exactly how a potentially horny Debojit was feeling.

"Hmmm...........okay Palo! show yourself now....I am waiting darling!" Debojit wondered as his eager eyes wondered here and there and then again there and here, but there was no trace. However, before he could utter something more, a pair of hands engulfed his eyes with a seductive dove like tone..."Sshsshhhhhhhh"

Debojit smiled. The aroma of lavender clearly arising from his wife's palms enticed his senses and before he could utter again, he noticed a pair of red fresh nails on his neck and from his neck, the fingers descended down till they reached the hem of the shirt downwards, only to slowly pull it upwards. 

This slow kinky act made Debojit hard for sure, but to add more spice, a music began the very next moment. He knew the music well, from the film 'Beta'.

"Dhak dhak karne laga........."

The very next moment, Pallavi got her face next to his clean shaven cheek and pecked it softly. A now even more eager Debojit turned and grabbed hold of Pallavi's arms, only to find out how alluring and hot she looked at this moment! While her saree looked normal, it was her blouse which was totally sleeveless and both the material were orange, a shiney one! just like the one Madhuri had in the song.

"Palo.....oh wow....yo......" 

But Pallavi hushed him again with her manicured finger on his lips and lipped the female singer rather, matching the rhythm well enough and danced accordingly, shaking her hips and thrusting her well rounded breasts which showed a nice juicy cleavage by now through the orange blouse.

"Dil se dil mil gaya....

to phir hai kaisi yeh hayaaa...."

By the end of this stanza, Debojit had shoved off his tshirt and caught Pallavi firm on her arms and was about to mash his lips on her glossy ones, but she had bigger plans for tonight. She turned Debojit by the grasp of his shoulders and pushed him down on the bed, while she twerked and swayed for the remaining bits of the song.

Debojit lay on the bed with a clear lump inside his tracks, while Pallavi had her eyes on his groin area. Her glossy lips stirred with lust, while she played with her orange pallu, pouting with a pause and a husk inside her tone, as she bent and embraced her husband, pouting....

"Aaj aami bhijte chai! amak bhijiye dao! Bhijiye daoo!"

(I want to be drenched badly! rain on me!")

The embrace was so genuine and so firm that Debojit felt a jerk in his own body, not sure why it happened so soon, but he wanted to make the most of the night as well!

During this embrace and while the song slowly came to an end, Pallavi convinced her mind that this night would certainly not fail like the previous night.