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

[Mintu08]

Chapter 33

When the Aashirwad rituals were done, Debosree excused herself to a posh corner of the house where a royal balcony showed the scenario of some beautiful mountains and trees and with her hands on the posh marble railing, she gazed outside. A tear ran down her eyes when she realised her current fate, but just then a hand held her shoulder.

A shiver passed Debosree as she turned back to greet none other than her ex-wife!

Pallavi looked as radiant as the bobby herself. The large nathini made both of them look like the perfect bride sisters and Pallavi had a naughty gaze as she lifted the chin of her ex-husband up untill both their beautiful eyes met each other.

"You look gorgeous Debu!"

Debosree remained silent and blinked softly.

"Common Debu....you know I don't exaggerate!" Pallavi gave a cute puppy look with a blink as well. 

"You kissed him!" Debosree looked the other side in a sheer jealous glare on her face.

Pallavi sighed and realised that Debosree must have peeked at her intimacy with Daksh in the morning. She got her pink manicured fingers up and covered her mouth with a hand with raised eyes and a killing silence followed up where Debosree angrily looked at her and the very next moment brought out of a short giggle out of Pallavi, but it wasn't evil or intentional, but just a momentary reaction.

The short giggle almost shook the soul of Debosree and her heart ached to see a wicked smile on Pallavi's face!

Pallavi cooed naughtily.... "Ufff! Debu you can be so insane at times!! Yes I kissed him! He fucked me so good!!"

Debosree caught hold of the railing hard this time and had pain and agony in her eyes. But Pallavi decided to maintain some naughtiness throughout and she ran a nail on the bobby's face, tracing the delicate features with a purr....

"You kissed him too and fucked him too right?"

Debosree gasped at the crude question, but she couldn't deny the wonderful sex Harsh did with her. Yes for sure, her male mind cringed and loathed and suffered, but the feminine soul deep inside had its fill.

But infront of Pallavi, Debosree was awfully exasperated! How on earth could she admit to her ex-wife that she allowed a man to mount her and that too a manly hunk like Harsh!

But Pallavi sighed and held Debosree's hands on hers and cooed softly....

"It's okay Debu! Let's embrace our realities and admit that we both had a good time! The fact is he fucked me so well that he made up for all the losses from your end in one go! Debu, you had barely satisfied me back then, so much so that I was craving for manly touches!! Hmmmmmph! Let's face it, you actually belonged to this body!! You needed a man to complete you!"

Pallavi cooed the words out of genuine feelings from her end, while at the same time, she also felt naughty in having such a conversation with Debosree and to she leaned her face ahead and purred again...

"You didn't answer me Debu!"

"I.....I didn't allow him to kiss me!!" Debosree spat out with agony, but kept her voice low.

"You should have Debu! I am sure he kisses as good as Daksh!"

Pallavi cooed and softly rubbed her fingers on Debosree's equally softer ones. A pang of electricity passed the bobby's body as she cringed getting such advices from her ex-wife, out of all people. But Pallavi was internally facing a dark arousal from teasing her ex-husband in this context.

"I still remember the time when you had held my hand with these soft fair fingers and proposed me!" 

Pallavi cooed as she sweetly felt the soft fingers of her ex-husband and admired how beautiful they looked with the manicured almond nails.

Debosree too remembered, but she cringed and burned with fire and rage and jealousy as Pallavi purred her next words...

"But then Daksh's darker manlier fingers made me realise the touch I was missing throughout Debu! don't be mad at me.......... I am sure you will understand.......... because...."

"Because..?" Debosree cringed the words coming out of her ex-wife. It felt horrible and awful to her ears, but Pallavi now left the palm and slowly touched the shoulders and continued...

"Because your fingers crave for a manlier touch too!"

The teasy naughty tone from Pallavi made Debosree burn with rage inside and she shifted her ex-wife's hands off from her shoulders, pouting in her beautiful feminine voice...

"Palo, please! I don't need your advice!!" 

Debosree spat in a soft tone and looked outside. Her heart still beating in the anticipation of Harsh even remotely touching her lips with his. But, what disturbed the most, was the slight tinge of arousal her soul felt from the idea. 

"Wives are supposed to kiss their husbands! Allow them to hold their waist with their manly hands and nibble on their soft features Debu Silly!!!"

Pallavi traced a finger on the curve of the waist of Debosree as she purred the lines, sending a wicked insane dark shiver in the bobby, while she realised some more unexpected currents pass through when Pallavi leaned further and cooed into her ear...

"Go on Debu, enjoy the lie of a woman! Allow Harsh to touch you more, to nibble on your sensitive areas and certainly do allow him to K-i-s-s y o u!"

Debosree sighed and her face looked so gorgeous despite the terror all over it. Pallavi wishes she could show this face to Promila and Subosree, but a dark corner inside her assured her that there will perhaps be many such sadist opportunities in future. She herself wasn't sure of what they would be like, but her own clitoris wickedly throbbed for some unknown reason.

"Palo.......leave! leave me alone....ssnniff..."

These feelings of arousal from the anticipation of kissing Harsh on the lips made Debosree feel an unknown fear, despite being already fucked by him and Pallavi rubbed her cheek against her's softly and purred again.......

"Its okay Debu, you will realise my words someday...."

However just then, a maidservant occured and cooed towards both of them....

"Prajakta madam is expecting you both on the darbaar hall!" 

Pallavi smiled and nodded while Debosree raised an eyebrow and cooed....'The darbaar hall?"

Pallavi pinched a cheek softly and murmured...."Silly! there must be some function, come on, lets go!"

While Debosree and Pallavi headed towards the hall, the latter noticed the natural hip sway of the bobby and she couldn't help but compliment...

"Uff Debu! you finally learnt to sway like a woman! hmmmmm sexy!"

Debosree cringed and made a face, not bothering to look at Pallavi's smirk and within a moment, they both were inside the darbaar hall and they sat with their husbands, who again admired their Bong wives in their Nauvari sarees and the nathanis.

'Uff Pallavi! the nathini looks sexy on you!" Daksh cooed softly, making his wife blush and purr..."Thanks!"

While, Harsh kept looking at Debosree's red glossy lips and his lips salivated to kiss them, but he didn't want to rush it, he rather wished Debosree approved of it with her own consent. Despite the raw sex appeal, his heart had an equally amount of love for her too.

The husbands took the palms of their brides with their manly hands and while Pallavi again eyed the contrast of their palms and blushed with a smile, Debosree felt wicked currents on having hers held by Harsh, but she didn't smile one bit, she had a neutral expression on her face and yet Harsh smiled when they made accidental eye contacts.

The lavish arena in the darbaar looked more like a monumental room of the earlier days and just then the lights when dim. Both Debosree and Pallavi wondered what was about to come up!

A strange silence took over the entire hall untill the sounds of dholak began, clearly belonging to a song, which both Debosree and Pallavi was unfamiliar with!

A lady appeared dancing in rhythm with the dholaks. Her Marathi style of saree was that of the Lavani dancer and normally the men, including Daksh and Harsh got pre-aroused already. Debosree noticed Harsh firmly placing his palm on her's in some latent thrill, while Daksh did the same, he firmly held Pallavi's palm, while pouting softly to her...

"You will enjoy the show, trust me!"

Pallavi smiled and looked ahead in curiosity and she noticed the girl dancing with her ass swaying in an undoubtedly sexual manner. She still had her back towards the audience, but her body moved in an expressive manner. Pallavi and Debosree was in an awe in realising how the saree had been wrapped. They both had never been acquainted with a Lavani dance, and they were amazed at how the lower portion of the saree highlighted the hips and exposed the waist sexily.

Finally after some ass and spine swaying, the girl turned front and the spotlight hit her beautiful face where she had her lower lip bitten sexily.

"Oh hey wait..........that's Pushpa!!" Pallavi raised her eyes and was amazed to see the formal dressed P.A of her sasuma.

Atlast the wordings began in the song....


"Chaita punavechi raat aaj aaliya bharaat" 

(The full-moon night of the Chaitra month has arrived)

Pushpa lip-synced and bit her lip once more in a lewd manner, which stirred Pallavi and Debosree a bit.

"Dhad dhad kaljaat majhya mayeena"

(This throbbing in my breasts knows no bounds)

Pushpa thrusted her sexy blouse clad tits towards the audience! She had an impressive set of breasts behind her purple blouse, which enticed the men, incuding Harsh and Daksh who began getting hard-ons already. Pallavi was the first to notice a slight bulge just below her and Daksh's palm and she realised her husband was turned on already. 

While Debosree felt a lump on Harsh's dhoti touching her thigh through the saree. She shivered and then the next set of words from the song again made her observe Pushpa's performance further!

"Kadi kava kutha kasa jeev jhala yedapees"

(When, where and how my soul has gone crazy)

Pushpa yanked her feet gently, making the anklets make a rythmic sound.

"Tyacha nhai bharavasa tol rhaina!"

(It has become dizzy and cannot be trusted!)

Pushpa now danced more to the rhythm after lipsing the last words with a sexy purr. She swayed her ass to and fro as per the dholak sounds and the more she did so, the more Harsh and Daksh had bigger lumps underneath their dhotis. Debosree felt disturbed with Harsh's bulge touching her thigh again and again, while Pallavi was feeling more and more aroused due to the combination of eyeing Daksh's bulge and Pushpa's lavani performance. 

Never in Kolkata, Pallavi had ever seen or witnessed one before! She never even had a clue to what the words meant, but the dholak with the kinky steps from Pushpa was turning her on and she enjoyed further, while Daksh purred to her nearest ear...

"Enjoying the dance?"

"Shameless!!! control your feelings here atleast!" Pallavi purred back with a hidden lewd smirk herself, clearly more turned on to see the cock lump inside the dhoti rise more and more up.

"Pushpa is a good dancer! right?" Daksh noticed Pallavi didn't leave the lump of his and rather she began to soothe the whole dhoti clad pole softly with a totally awed murmer..."Mmmmmhmmmm"

Pushpa danced on and on with her sweet-sounding anklets and her hip shakes, while just then on stage, a muscled oiled up-pehelwaan joined in and  he was bare-bodied with just a dhoti on and was as well-endowed as Harsh and Daksh. The robust man made flirty moves with Pushpa and she lipped further with lusty expressions...

"Raya soda aata tari kaal yel nhai bari"

(Leave me!! the time isn't right)

"Punha bhetu kavatari saajna"

(We shall meet again some other time)

Lipping the lines, Pushpa shook her hips even more towards the oiled muscled marathi man who grabbed her bangled forearms with a firm force, almost shaking Pallavi and Debosree out of surprise!

Daksh and Harsh enjoyed the show while it was Daksh who noticed how turned on Pallavi was. Such was her state that she almost absent-mindedly hand-jobbed her husband through the dhoti, while Debosree felt a bigger shiver when Harsh blew some hot air into her ear with a firm command....

"Uff Debosree.....touch me there! I am all hot, you must be too right?"

Debosree couldn't ignore that the dhoti-clad lum only grew fatter and fatter and if it wasn't for the dim hall lights, the women around could have seen it too.

In the meantime, Pushpa tired to free her hand from her male co-artist, but he had a firm grip with his muscular thick forearm and that is when she lipped the lines further...

"Mala jau dya na ghari aata vajle ki bara!!"

(Let me go home now, the clock has struck!!)

"Mala jau dya na ghari aata vajle ki bara!!"

(Let me go home now, the clock has struck!!)

Pushpa tried to free her hand, but the man pulled her close and kissed her cheek, making the P.A blush and bite her lower lip once more.

In the meantime, Pallavi was very turned on with the stage performance of Pushpa. She now clearly began to give an unambiguous handjob to Dash, who smiled and enjoyed both the delights of a sexy Lavani dance as well as his wife's hand-service.

Just then, a group of some more girls followed on stage and they all teased Pushpa and the man...

"Hila jau dya na ghari aata vajle ki bara"

(Let her go home sir!!! its already 12)

The girls then giggled and Daksh felt some more kinkiness in the darkened hall. He ascended his fingers and ran them all over the lips and cheeks of Pallavi, who already had a dreamy look and she sometimes looked at Pushpa, sometimes at the muscled marathi male-artist and continue her handjob on Daksh's dhoti lump.

On the other hand, Debosree wanted to scream, but she was rather speechless when Harsh gently escorted her soft hand on his own lump and kept his hand on top of her's, clearly shutting the way of escape for her.

Along with the dholaks, there was this strange heat that reached Debosree's body as she made finger contact with the hard-on. A massive monster that hid under the confines of the dhoti. 

"Ah...." Debosree cooed suddenly, when Harsh suddenly kissed her cheek.

The lump grew harder and harder and Debosree felt even more embarrassed and awkward being in a public space in such a context.

The song continued for some more moments with a scenario where the rugged looking semi-naked man grabbed Pushpa by the waist and took her somewhere behind the main arena, leaving behind some sexual gasps from the ladies in perticular and in the meantime, the lights were on, making both Pallavi and Debosree take their danity hands off their husbands hardened lumps.

"Hmmmmmmmm we shall deal with this later!" Daksh winked at Pallavi, making her blush while Harsh smirked at Debosree, making her shiver with discomfort once more. Her palms sweated from touching the tent in the dhoti, even though it was her husband's. The still-male mind felt disturbed and Debosree cringed even more, but since the lights were on, she just had a neutral expression on her beautiful face.

The audience clapped untill both Pushpa and the man came out and Pallavi in perticular noticed how the P.A was adjusting her pallu while she had come out to the open once more. This tiny glimpse itself made her more horny for Daksh and she could barely wait to make out with him once more!

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

Kolkata :

Promila confirmed her ticket to Mumbai through her phone message and she felt very happy to visit both Pallavi and Debosree and at the same time, she was quite thrilled to be in a whole new state, a totally new city! Far away from the East.

But Promila then remembered what Prajakta had suggested her on the phone, a very specefic message -

"I want you to wear a really vibrant colored saree or else you shall be spanked!"

The last word sent shivers inside the mature widow lady. She was amazed at how playful her samdhan was and just some few days ago she had this crazy dream of being chained and licking the gold bangles and all. And now, the last word sent a wicked shiver inside Promila and she felt a breeze hit her body from the window pane.

She got up and stood near her almirah and looked at her white saree with the cream yellow blouse. With a sigh, she realised how empty her life was, since the death of Debosree's father. 

With the next sigh, Promila opened the almirah and her eyes browsed through, untill both pupils reached an isolated corner...

The corner which contained the colored sarees of her past!

The colors looked vibrant and almost each were of bright ones. Promila looked at each and bit her lip as she saw the red one in perticular, which belonged to her marriage, long ago. She shifted aside the thoughts of the red one and focussed on the green one, a parrot green one with a darker green sleeveless blouse!

Promila took the saree in her hand and remembered it as an anniversary gift from her late husband and she also remembered how intimate he had been with her when she had clad that saree for the first time, long ago.

With the breezes from outside that occured in and passed through her, they also made her remember the kisses and the gropes and the sensual touches she had recieved from Debosree's father that very day.

Promila took the saree and laid down back on her bed again and closed her eyes in those wonderful moments she had spent with her late husband. Her hands stirred a bit before it could reach around her neck and run along the nape and then slowly but lightly on her still pallu covered cleavage and then down to her mound area, but suddenly out of a sheer shame, she stopped and blushed when she realised she was inviting colorful feelings at this stage of her life. But then she read the message and the word 'spanked' made her giggle for some reason.

"Mrs Kulkarni has quite a sense of humour.......hnmmmm..Mumbai!.... Can't wait to see the children!"

With some more thrill and excitement inside her heart, Promila got down the bed and decided to pack some her bags and while she chose a good amount of white and cream colored sarees, she found a guilty pleasure in choosing some of the colored ones too, as advised by Prajakta.

Promila packed the bags and felt a rush, an unknown rush deep inside her and she wondered if it was just the idea to visit a new state

or something more!

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

In the meantime, Mumbai :

Rich Maharashtrian cuisine was served which consisted of various lentils and chapatis and both brown and white rice with various amounts of sabzis. Pallavi and Debosree were made to sit on a royal aasan, while a handmaiden served the plates to them. The sheer quantity almost shook them both!

"No way Pratiksha....this is sooo much!" Pallavi cooed as she noticed how much meals were there on the grand table for her and Debosree.

"Oh common bhabhi!! You won't fatten up with just these meals!" Pratiksha had a naughty tone.

Debosree too noticed the sheer quantity and she also couldn't deny that the aroma was mouth-watering!

Falguni noticed both her bhabhis looking carefully at the big glass of some tangy liquid and she cooed to both of them...

"Thats aamras! A must after a good meal in the Maharashtrian cuisine!" 

"Oh..." Pallavi pouted, while her nose took in the heavenly aroma of the grand meal given to her. While Debosree too shyly salivated. Being a Bengali, she had always been a foody person and no matter whatever happened to her later on, the foody spirit didn't leave her one bit. But there was also a newfound shyness that occured inside her and she hesitated to go ahead with the grand plate, but her nanad Falguni wouldn't leave her alone easily!

"Uff Debosree bhabhi! Go on and eat up!! The way my bhau would eat you hehe!" 

Debosree shivered and remembered the sudden old moment when she noticed Daksh giving oral pleasure to Pallavi, making her moan and she felt her heart tearing a bit once more. While, Pallavi blushed when she recollected her "ate up" moment with Daksh and her mound throbbed to recieve another oral session from her hunk husband. The memories of the tongue on her clitoris and the teasing of the lips on her labia majora made the bong girl squirm a bit on her grand seat and sigh in latent kinkiness.

However just then, Falguni broke her thought bubble and cooed cutely...."ummm Bhabhi, begin with the green chilli out there!"

"Okay....ummm..." Pallavi took a long green chilli and bit on it, letting a slight uncomfortable moan!

"Are are aga bai! Bhabhi moans so well!!" Pratiksha cooed and the girls around her and Falguni giggled at the same time.

In the meantime, both Daksh and Harsh had already made their Honeymoon plans, but they didn't want to disclose it yet to their wives. 

Both the hunk brothers wanted it to be a surprise for their ravishing Bong brides!