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

[Mintu08]

Chapter 37

Next morning, Guest House : 

Promila woke up on her lavish queen sized bed and she realised she was so tired that she couldn't even change her saree or blouse before sleep. With a long yawn, she admired her purple saree and without shame, she adored the jewelry she still wore and she realised she slept with the heavy jewelry the whole night. 

The widow kept thinking on the reception evening and specially the coupling of Debosree with Harsh. But her mind also diverted to the image of a smiling Pallavi with Daksh and then ofcoarse their ramp walks and most importantly, the naughty interview! 

"Eeesh...Debu must have felt so embarrassed to answer..." Promila sighed when she remembered the discomfort on Debosree's face when the child bearing question was asked all of a sudden. But then, she also remembered the lusty stare of Mohan! Not only that, but also his alarming presence which made her suddenly awakened from a latent slumber she was in for a long time, since her husband's death.

Just then, a sound popped out from her mouth..."bbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"

Promila blushed when she burped all of a sudden and realised that she had ate quite well and that too spicy Marathi cuisine, who was so different from the light spiced Bengali meals she was used to and then, getting up from the bed to the large mirror, the widow suddenly studied her own figure in the lavish purple saree and suddenly felt the urge to compare it with the hefty well built Mrs Kulkarni.

The widow noticed she had recently gained a subtle amount of fat on her already well rounded body, but it was nothing compared to some of the hefty Marathi ladies she had met last evening who were relatives and friends of Prajakta. Thinking on those insignificant memories, she looked down to see her hips having a nice curve and then she realised why Mohan stared down there at times. The thought of the apparently flirty man made her blush a bit, but she couldn't really smile!

This wasn't something the Bong widow was used to!

However, just then the door to the room opened, surprising Promila, who suddenly adjusted her pallu and looked at the person who entered!

"Good morning Promila! slept well?" The voice belonged to none other than Prajakta Kulkarni, who stepped in wearing a very lavish silky robe which covered her hefty assets quite well because of its large size.

"Oh good morning......did........I mean Tai!" Promila sheepishly smiled. She suddenly remembered the right word and felt relieved. A voice in her cooed to her, to not angry the dominant Marathi lady.

"You didn't change? I had kept enough robes in the almirah for you dear!" Prajakta came near the widow and her eyes somehow seemed to study the figure of her samdhan in the purple saree. Not that she didn't eye her before at the event, but while doing it now, she smiled with mischief.

"Ummm no...sorry, was too tired!" Promila shivered a bit for no reason. The presence and the aura of her bobby son's mother-in-law was something undeniable!

"Hmmmmmmm..now that you are my guest for some days! Let me make sure you look radiant and fresh all day!.........Maalti! come inside!"

Promila looked ahead to see an even more hefty dark toned woman almost march inside and she had a passive aggression on her prominent features and her saree was clad in the typical Marathi-bai way with her strong and bulky calves well exposed. Infact, her nathani was large enough to match with her bulky build and despite being a regular bai, she intimidated Promila already, who just stood and stared at the apparently early 40ish lady.

"Malti, tula je je sangitle, tu karshil!" (Do as I have commanded you!) Prajakta cooed politely to the bai, who nodded with an apparent mischevious smile, which confused Promila a bit more.

"Promila, Malti will take good care of you untill you are my guest! She is known to attend guests very well!"

Prajakta smiled and left the room with a good amount of sway from her meaty buttocks clad well in the expensive silky robe. In the meantime, Malti smiled and walked close to a kind of of confused Promila, who was still wondering about what Prajakta had commanded to the maid.

"Maidam! namaste. I will take good care of you from now on! we will begin with a small massage!"

"A massage??" Promila was more confused now. She never had this kind of a service before by any maid or a masseur and she was amazed to be fair. However, Malti was very blunt with her words....

"Hau! (Yes) I will......and honestly speaking, I want to knead and crush that fair body of yours and feel the buttery smoothness of your skin!!"

Promila almost jumped with shivers at the blunt words from a mere maid of the house, but the way the bluntness was put forth, amazed the widow and she wondered how to respond, but the idea of a massage sounded very soothing to her. She suddenly felt royal and very privileged to get such a service, but still, Malati's words made her blush a bit and she purred....

"Malti, you are a bit too blunt....."

"Hau maidam! I am!!! hehe..........the whole world tells me so! Now, strip and lie down on the bed!!!"

"What....wait.....infront of you?" Promila gasped a bit. This was all so sudden and surreal at the same time. Being bluntly praised by a maid and then being commanded by her to strip right away!

"Hau maidam! dont worry. I will give the appropriate maalish to you. You won't be disappointed!"

Promila breathed a deep one this time and sighed with a mild gasp, looking at a cunningly smiling Maalti.

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In the meantime :

Both Pallavi and Debosree were present in the main hall and they had their heads bowed before Prajakta, who took a walk around them and at this moment she had an aura of the typical dominant mother-in-law and she looked and studied her bahus in their respective nauvari sarees with their noses pierced properly with big nathanis. Not only that, but also their heads were covered with pallus as aadarsh bahus.

"You both will now focus on one thing. Only and only one thing! Making me a proud and a happy grandmother!"

Pallavi blushed and bit her lower lip with a slow shy nodding, while she looked down and on the other hand, Debosree felt a thunder pass into her body. This was such a feudal and crude conversation and she didn't feel comfortable answering  her mother-in-law, but the buxom dominant lady didn't like the passive response from Debosree and she raised her voice a bit this time..."DEBOSREE!"

Debosree shivered a bit and mumbled her words....."I...ummmm..."

From the corners, the housemaids suppressed their giggles with their palms on looking at the frightened expression on the bobby's face and Pallavi on the other hand, poked her elbow and blinked softly, as if asking her to answer Prajakta. But Debosree wondered how could she saw such an awful thing, right infront of her ex-wife! 

"My son is so happy with you Debosree!!! I hope you will not disappoint me! Answer me!!!! When do you plan to make me a proud Grandmother!!! Answer!"

Debosree suddenly gasped and she almost spat out out of a mental push...."Yes I will!!" 

Pallavi wanted to pass out a mischevious giggle at that sudden answering from her ex-husband, but then, she rather kept quiet and blinked at a still panic-mode Debosree with a brief smile. The smile made Debosree feel more awful, but she felt even more awful at the commitment of bearing Harsh's child in her womb!

A womb!! Debosree thought to herself. Something which would seem so surreal just some months ago, was a dark reality now.

"Good! Debosree and Pallavi, I am very sure you both will not disappoint me!"

Debosree sighed, unaware of the fact that Subosree was sipping on her fresh Orange juice with raised eyebrows. Her ears still not being able to believe the words that came out of her bobby brother's beautiful suckable lips.

"I can't believe dadabhai said that!!! I mean.........eeeshh......is is ...this all real?" Subosree murmured softly to herself, while a naughty Falguni grabbed an apple and in doing so, she whispered into the bong girl's ear...."It is real!!! My bhau fucks her so well all night!!!"

Subosree wanted to slap the girl, but Falguni had already rushed out.

"Even more bitchy than Neelu!!!" Subosree murmured, while she noticed Prajakta dismissing her bahus, who then went to the kitchen straightaway. 

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Meanwhile :

Promila laid on the queen sized bed with just a white satin sheet covering her body. But still the widow bit her lip in shame because her cleavage and the legs from the below the knees were exposed totally to the eye of the frisky maid!

Even when Maalti climbed on top and sat on her knees, Promila could easily guess how robust and strong and meaty the thighs were of the maid, who smiled and dipped her fat fingers inside the bowl of warm oil. 

"Maidam! tell me one thing!" Maalti cooed as she began with the calves first. The maid realised how saggy and weak they were, typically of the bored widows she knew and she also knew she will enjoy teasing the Bong widow to the fullest. 

"Hmmmm ah.....yes Maalti?"

"Uff ho!!! don't say 'Yes' maidam!! Say it with a Marathi tone....."Hau!" c,mmon, say it!"

Promila suddenly felt a strange ticklish rush inside her. Why would she say it like a Marathi lady, when she barely said these words. But Maalti had a dominant aura just like her employer, and yet Promila purred....."How can I Maalti? umm.....I don't know these tones!"

Maalti stopped massaging and sighed with a blink, pouting.... "Are maidam!!! try no! You have such a sweet voice!"

"Umm okay Maalti.........H...Hau!"

"Ufff............this tone can drive the burly pehelwaans crazy!!! haaaii!!" Maalti smiled and applied a pressure on the knees, that almost made Promila moan and when she moaned, she blushed even more. The first blush were from the crude compliment from Maalti and second from the sudden pressure on her old knees..

"Ah Maalti.......easy!"

"Aga bai! You are so sensitive maidam!! Don't worry, I will make you more firm down there!!" 

Maalti cooed and dipped her hand further into the bowl of oil and kneaded the fair knees firmly, however now it added only more comfort than pain to Promila, who still felt shy and held her satin sheet firmly.

"Maidam, tell me something! Ummmm if you don't mind!" Maalti kept massaging the knees and then down to the calves and again back to the knees in a loop.

"Hmmm?" Promila cooed with a deep breath, enjoying the effect on her legs. 

"Debosree maidam was a ummmm mard before? Hmmmm?"

Promila hesitated to answer, but she felt a small tremor in her body at that very moment, when Maalti poured some oil on her feet and soon the toes ere gently massaged by the hefty maid.

"Uh.....well......yes...!" Promila had to be honest. She was well aware of the fact that almost everyone in the family knew the truth about Debosree. There was no need of pretence now. Anyways, Maalti raised an eyebrow in some mischievous delight and she nibbled the toes and continued to ask....

"Aga bai!! Who can say so? Debosree maidam is so feminine and so gorgeous!!! Ufff..... no way she was a mard before!!!"

"Mhmmmm....sniff.....you are right!" Promila dropped a tear from her eye, just randomly, from the sudden embarrasment of the reality that her son was now bobbyfied as a woman, who was living her life as someone's wife now! 

But the tiny tear dried out when Promila suddenly moaned again and the moan was a longer one when she realised Maalti has began massaging the area slightly above her knees. When the maid's fat fingers reached the zone above with the sheet slightly ascended up, Promila did feel a strange tickle between her thighs, which embarrassed her further.

"Maidam! My mard says that the Bobby discison was well taken!! Many na-mards deserved it!!! A mard should be like a pehelwan!! Firm, Strong and having the smell!!!"

The 'namard' crude word made Promila almost feel angry on her gods above for sending Debosree in the wrong body before, but anyhow, the 'smell' mention made her curious and somehow enjoying the warm oil massage on her legs, she purred...."Smell? Ummm....I didn't get you Maalti!"

"Uffff maidam!! A musky smell, which is usually emitted from a manly man! I am sure Debosree and Pallavi maidam must have smelt it too from Daksh and Harsh beta!!" 

Maalti cooed and naughtily grabbed a small mass of the lower thighs of Promila and kneaded it well, sending a wave of shivers inside the widow and she moaned again, and she felt somehow angry on the tone of her moans. Why did it sound so ambiguously sexual? For no reason!

"Ah your hands are so firm Maalti!!" Promila was amazed at the firmness of the maid's fingers. Ofcoarse, Maalti was a heavily built woman afterall.

"Are maidam!! You made me laugh! Nothing compares to a firmness of a strong man! If there were firm manly hands massaging you, you would know hehe!" 

"Dhatt! Maalti, you talk a lot! Hmm mm...mmm...." Promila closed there eyes and enjoyed the massage and for the moment, Maalti kept quiet too and just focussed on her massage.

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During the same moment :

Daksh and Harsh had taken a break from their office for some days and at this moment they pumped some bars in their house gym. Both brothers were bare bodied and their sexy bodies had a good amount of sweat, making them look even hotter..

As commanded by Prajakta, both Pallavi and Debosree had to take a glass of warm milk to their husbands as a post workout drink and this had to be done by the wives, as a part of the family ritual!

Debosree and Pallavi walked inside the Gym corridor and since it was a long way inside, they just kept walking with a large glass of warm milk on their soft hands. A naughty Pallavi looked aside to see the nervous expression on her once-husband's face and the way she swayed her body in the Nauvari saree she had clad.

"Debu! Isn't this a surreal dream?" Pallavi cooed as she walked along.

"Ah... I don't know.....I want to run away!!! Eeeshh...is this even real??" Debosree whined. She realised she could be open with her ex-wife in her privacy, which made her feel a little better atleast!

"O ho!! Look at you blush!! Debu!!! You sway like a woman! You blush like a woman and hmmmmm..you are stammering a bit again.....hey wait! Is Harsh giving trouble to your butt too? Oh maa go!"

Debosree stopped and looked a bit angrily towards Pallavi who giggled silently and purred..."um sorry Debu! I just had a feeling that....tell me no! Is it....?"

"I never knew even my ass would be in trouble too!!!!" Debosree groaned and almost wished she could throw the glass on the ground and run away from the house! But then she looked at the awed expression on her ex-wife, who realised her guess was absolutely right.

"Ohh maa go! Debu.....eeesh....that is so Kinky!! So ummm...kinda Hot too!!" Pallavi shamelessly opened her heart and Debosree sighed with more anger, adding...."PALO!!!!"

"Woops...sorry Debu! This whole idea of your buttocks being ravaged by my devar!! Uh...... Its so Kinky that you were my..."

"Uh stop it Palo!!! Can we just continue to walk for now!" Debosree hated to say such a thing, but she had to end the awful conversation and soon they both walked ahead, although Pallavi walked with strangely aroused nipples from the mental image of Debosree having her ass banged by the manly Harsh! Infact, the whole anal imagery made her curious for herself too and this made Pallavi blush!

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Meantime :

"Aga bai! They must be planning on a honeymoon, right maidam??!!" Maalti had an excited tone as she slowly and softly massaged the arms of Promila, who just took deep breaths out of the sheer comfort she was recieving. Maalti played with each loose flab of minor fat on the arms and made sure she firmly kneaded the areas from top to down to the bangled forearms.

"Hmmmmmm I think...so too!!" Promila replied back with a moan. Such was the soothing massage that Maalti was giving her right now. 

"They will be doing so much of it no? Hmmm?" Maalti again had an excited tone, and this time Promila blushed. The image of Daksh and Harsh with Pallavi and Debosree popped up in her mind once more and while Pallavi had a smile, it was Debosree who looked nervous. As nervous as the bride aware of the potential ravaging!

"Uh........why not, it's their honeymoon!" Promila felt shy speaking of such things. But the massage from Maalti was kind of making her very open and she was strangely liking it. 

"Hehe...Debosree maidam looks so nervous all the time!!! But Deva!! Such a beauty she is and she resembles you too!" Maalti cooed and now focussed on the neck area. She dipped her hands in the bowl and behan massaging the sides of the neck, while Promila despite the discomfort from Debosree's mentioning, focussed more the warm feeling from the neck massage and she didn't reply this time. However, Maalti continued to converse...

"Maidam!! Harsh baba must be ramming your daughter quite well I am sure! Hmmm....Debosree baby is glowing day by day!!"

The words of Maalti in addition to the softcore massage made Promila murmer..."mhmmmm...ahm....". But the fact is, she felt more and more convinced that her bobby son was truely a woman now. She had to shamefully agree that a manly man like Harsh surely was giving her a good time, something which she couldn't do back as a man.

However, followed by the neck massage, Promila's cheeks and forehead and scalp was massaged well by Maalti, adding more soothing effect throughout the widow's body. None of them talked any further, but the crude conversation so far, did add some ticklish feeling inside the stomach of Promila! She didn't even mind the humiliation of Debosree from a mere maid, infact it was Maalti who further convinced her of the fact that her bobby son deserved to be a woman!

"Maalti is so right! Debu has such feminine traits!!! Eeeesh....the nervous look on her face reminded me of my nervousness at my suhagrat!!" Promila cooed in her mind and closed her eyes enjoying the further massage.

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Meanwhile, at the House Gym :

Both Pallavi and Debosree reached the Gym together and their nostrils welcomedcmed a musky pungent sweaty odour immediately. Debosree felt a bit disturbed with not only the aroma, but the sight before her big round beautiful eyes!

Harsh and Daksh, both were bare bodied from top and were pumping dumbells like freaks! Sweaty and dedicated! The sight disturbed Debosree, but enticed and amazed an already kinked up Pallavi, who found this contrast very heaty and firey. On one hand were she and Debosree clad in their tradtional sarees with the ghoonghat on top of their heads and on the other hand were their husbands bare bodied and sweaty, hitting the bars in their regular manly auras.

"Ah, there they are!" Daksh gestured towards the women to his younger brother.

"Yes! finally. Come in Debosree, Pallavi bhabhi!" Harsh smiled.

Pallavi bit her lip and looked at Debosree, who too looked back at her. There was a musky tension in the air and both Harsh and Daksh dropped the dumbells down in such a pace, that the 'THUD' sound almost sent a shiver inside Debosree, but the shiver which Pallavi felt was more of a pre-orgasmic one!

"Come here!" Daksh didn't bother to wipe his sweat, neither did Harsh and both the brothers smiled when they saw their saree-clad domesticated wives walk towards them with a natural sway. Compared to Pallavi, Debosree had slightly bigger hips which added an even more sexy sway and the bobby cursed the Bobby agency in her mind, for making it so. While, Pallavi on the other hand whiffed the manly scent and kept walking nearer and Daksh gestured his fingers towards her, curling them in a rythmic manner, as if teasing her to come near him.

On the other hand, Debosree trembled with each step. Both had their glasses of Milk on their hands and they only hoped they didn't drop it out of panic or fear. Little did they know that their husbands had a wicked plan in their minds.

Somewhere in the air, a slow tanpura played for both the couples as they stood not very far from each other. Harsh looked at the glass and then back at Debosree, smirking........"Hmmmmmm....warm milk for me, honey?"

"Uhmm.......ye..yes!" Debosree trembled for some unknown reason. She hated to confront her husband right infront of Pallavi, her ex-wife!

"For me sweetie?" Daksh raised an eyebrow, while Pallavi too shivered..."MMhmmmm!"

"Hmmmmmmmmm......this saree looks so good on you!" Harsh held the pallu of Debosree with his sweaty rugged palm and admired it for sometime. Pallavi too felt an erotic tension between her ex-husband and Harsh and her nipples erected devilishly in just viewing them together, but a bigger quiver hit her vulvic area, when Daksh held her chin and made her look at him. The sweat of the finger underneath the chin turned on Pallavi even more and so weak she felt inside, that she didn't mind the musky aroma nor the sweaty fingers touching her chin.

"Do as I say, okay?" Harsh dropped the pallu gently and neared Debosree, almost scaring the bobby. A trickle of sweat too flowed from the shiny forehead, just below her big maang! 

"Have this glass of milk for me!" Daksh cooed to Pallavi, who was confused...."Mmm...me?"

"But strip me first!" Harsh smirked once more and Debosree felt a thunderous jolt inside her body. Her curves almost jiggled in a shiver while Pallavi blushed deep and looked down. She felt a dark devilish erotic wave inside her to even remotely be intimate with Daksh, right infront of Debosree.

"Yank my cock out! Now!" Daksh grunted almost. His tone was serious.

"Come on, get down!!" Harsh commanded his wife too.

Pallavi and Debosree couldn't face each other now. Such were the intense shame in both of them, but Debosree was the one who felt she should jump off the window pane right now, at this moment. She was disgusted at what Harsh was implying and that too infront of two other people! One being his brother and the other her own ex-wife.

"You heared me?" Daksh gently scolded Pallavi, which made her shiver and she nodded silently, while pouting in a murmer to him....."Um Daksh....not here please!"

But Daksh pecked the lips of Pallavi in a sudden move, almost surprising her and then he murmured back......."Yup, right here!"

Meanwhile, Debosree murmred with fear in her eyes......"Harsh no please.......I can't.............". But Harsh kissed her cheek and cooed...."I mean my words.......Get down honey!"

Now the hunk husbands easily had the upper hand and somehow to Pallavi's surprise, Debosree kept the glass aside and got down on her knees first! The fact being that it was done from more of fear and less of genuine willingness! But later when she looked aside to see a surprised Pallavi, she felt a thunder pass her own body and she looked down in shame. Right infront of her nose was the waistband of her horny husband who almost emitted out grunts, beckoning her to yank it down and reveal his erect hard cock.

Pallavi suddenly felt more motivated from the sight of Debosree knealing down before her and this made her pass a mischeveous smile to Daksh and kneal down too and that too precisely besides the almost terrified bobby, who looked upto Harsh's eyes and saw the hornyness he had inside him. 

"Come on yank it down!!!" 

Both Harsh and Daksh almost syniced their voices in command and Pallavi looked at Debosree at this moment with a sensual blink, placing the glass of milk aside and she was the one to first yank the shorts of her husband slowly, very sensually untill it reached his knees and his angry dark cock almsot slapped her cheek.

"Ssss ouch!" Pallavi moaned when the slithead slapped her cheek, leaving a trail of aroused precum and with that patch on her cheek, she glared evilly at Debosree, who was suddenly held by the scalp by Harsh and he amost grunted out his words....."C'mmooonnnnn!!!!"

With trembling hands, Debosree yanked the shorts of her husband too, welcoming yet another hard cock which almost hit her nose straight and the moment it hit, she got shaken and she yanked her face away in disgust! 

"Its okay Debu.............just do itt....' Pallavi hissed from besides her and then looked back at the cock, admiring the veins, the dark tone and ofcoarse the fat length!

Debosree felt a minor heartbreak to see her once-wife admire the dark fat cock very close to her lips now. Pallavi deliberately made eye-contact with her bobby ex-husband and blew air to the slithole of the fat cockhead, making a sweaty Daksh almost grunt in anticipation of further pleasure. What was more awful to Debosree, was the cock of her own husband, similarly close to her own lips and not to mention, the pungent musky scent that arose from the cock.

"Hmmmmmmmmm..sweaty and musky!" Pallavi cooed and kissed the cockhead. The sloppy kiss sound in the silence of the gym caused a mental disturbance to an already terrified Debosree, who then looked at the cock very closely and this was the first time she studied Harsh's cock from up-close. The length, the veins and the girth was far more than what she had back as a man and this made her more mentally submissive. What distracted her more was the feminine feelings inside her body which resulted in erected nipples and a quivering vulva. 

"Hmmm hmmhhmmhmmmmmmm" Pallavi now began to suck the cock atlast and the sloppy sound only made Harsh yearn for his own blowjob. He almost angrily grunted now......"Urh! Debosree ccc'mmmonn!!! uh......go onnnn!"

Pallavi sucked her husband's cock and yet made a noble eye contact with Debosree, blinkng sensually at her, as if assuring her that it will be all okay! Infact, what kinked up even more was not only the fact that she was blowing her sweaty husband clad in clothes, but also the fact that she wanted to witness Debosree give a blowjob as well. Nipples erected and a wet vulva was the least, a horny girl like Pallavi could have!

On the other hand, Harsh felt angry inside and couldn't wait any longer. He grabbed the scalp of Debosree and almost made her mouth mash on his cock. The horrified bobby opened her mouth to gasp, but in that moment, the opened mouth welcomed the cockhead rather! 

"Ah Debosreeee.........suck me!!" Harsh grunted. He kept noticing his elder brother already immersed in pleasure and therefore, he could barely wait any longer. With breif animalistic grunts, he began pumping the cock in and out of Debosree's mouth, while her eyes remained wide open in horror to feel the fat cock pump in and out of her orally. Her heart pumped hard and her soul cried out of embarrasment to give a forced blowjob right infront of her ex-wife! What could be more worse to the bobby, but Harsh didn't care. He wanted his share of pleasure, just like his elder brother.

Now the atmosphere inside the gym quite easily heated up as Pallavi began to willingly give a sloppy blowjob to her husband, while Debosree almost chocked on the cock of Harsh, who held her scalp firm, without even shifting off the pallu dbanging it! The sight was something to behold as two women in their tradtional sarees blew their husbands, with the exception of one of them being reluctant to do so!

"Ahhh Pallavii............like my sweaty cock ehhh?? huhhhh??? aaaahhh....there it is!!! aaaah uhhh aaaahhhhhh yaaahahhhh aah!" 

Daksh groaned with gutteral sounds of pleasure as Pallavi blew him and getting even more further kinky, she even grabbed on to his hairy dark muscled ass and kneaded the firm cheeks, as she blew him. Just besides her, Debosree observed her ex-wife with shock in her eyes. Never had she seen Pallavi so intensely turned on as she was now. The pace and the grace of her blowing was something so surreal that it almost apalled the bobby, who also had a cock in her mouth, but the only difference being that her blowing was of reluctance, but somehow Harsh enjoyed his sweaty big cock inside the mouth of his beloved.

"Dddd deboossreee aaahhhhhhhhh uhhhh aaahhhhhhhhh take itttttt!!! ohhhhhhhhhhh aaaahhhh urghhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" 

Harsh groaned too, just like his elder brother and he cherished this union of him and Daksh with their wives in the gym! Not only they enjoyed their masculine toxicity, but also enjoyed seing their wives submit, specially Harsh who kept grunting and fucking Debosree's mouth, as if it was an oral cunny in itself! However, the bobby was surely blowing the cock intensely now and in her mind, she was also undergoing chemical conflicts. One one end, the bobby felt disgusted because of her still-existent male mind and on the second instance, she strangely felt a stirring inside her as the cock pumped in and out of her mouth.

The choking of Harsh's cock in and out of Debosree's mouth made an even more gross sound in the silence of the gym, which made an immensely turned on Pallavi look at her bobby-ex-partner and inturn, emphasize her own mouth more and more on Daksh's cock as she held on to his strong ass even firmer with her long nails, so much so, that the almond nails almost scratched the hair on the ass, making Daksh howl like a madman and this time, he too grabbed onto his wife's pallu covered head and ram his cock in and out!

Both Harsh and Daksh were pacing up their pumping of their cocks in and out of the mouths of their wives with low gutteral grunts and it almost seemed like a blowjob race for both the couples. 

However, the bigger twist was yet to come, when suddenly Daksh and Harsh both yanked their cocks out of the mouths and almost synced their voices yet once again......

"GET THE GLASS HERE!!!! NOW!"

Pallavi out of a deep sexual thrill realised what was about to happen and she out of her sheer horniness got the glass and biting her lower lip, she placed the brim precisely underneath the cockslit of Daksh, while Harsh grabbed on the glass himself, almost shaking the earth off Debosree, who wanted to puke out her guts and run away from the current scenario.

But, alas, it was too late!

"Uuuurrgghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh taaaake ittt alllllllllllllll Pallavvviiii!!!!"

"AAARRGGHHHH Debosreeeeeeeee take mine toooo!!!!!"

Both brothers grunted with a wild animalistic aura and came in gallons inside the glass of milk. So much so, that their thick potent semen couldn't be classified at all from the milk texture. Such was both their potency!

Debosree gasped with fearful eyes as drop after drop of potent semen dropped in the glass held by Harsh, while Pallavi shamelessly bit her lower lip again and again when she eyed the drops from Daksh into the glass. Even more shamelessly, Pallavi looked aside to see Debosree's shocked reaction and this turned her on even more. 

"Ah! Drink it!" The brothers grunted together, ordering rightaway to their amazed and shocked wives!

"Oh god.....Dd...dakshh I ........" Pallavi hesitated. The task was so crude and yet so kinky!

"Uh Haaarsshhh I....I ccc..cant!' Debosree felt disgusted, even more so, that Pallavi was just besides her!

But the naked brothers with their yanked-to-the-knees shorts were very serious and while Pallavi sniffed the potency off the glass and got it near her lips. Debosree held the glass with shakey hands and looked disgustingly into the semen mixed milk. The aroma bothered the bobby even more, while Pallavi hissed to her softly. A line which Debosree was quite familiar with.....

"Go on Debu, its okay!"

The same soft tone of Pallavi had made the bobby fall in love with her long back, when she was a man and had spent moments of love and joy with her would-be wife and so on, but now the context was cruelly crude and Pallavi's smile looked more devilish than noble.

On the other hand, Pallavi decided to cooporate in this kinky context and she seductively and slowly sipped on her glass, savouring the semen-mixed milk and Debosree in all her horror witnessed the act! A tremor passed her heart when Pallavi licked the final drops off her lips, savouring every last bit of the potent milk. 

"No...............NOO!!!!! I WONT DO THISS!!!!" 

Debosree screamed and yanked the glass from Harsh's hand, almost tearing up her beautiful cheeks before running away from the gym. The act left Harsh dissatisfied and upset and even angry to a point, while Pallavi breathed deep and savoured her husband's potency, pouting in her mind....

"I know Debu, it won't be easy! But.........you will someday!"

Pallavi then saw an angry Harsh leaving the gym right away with his shorts pulled up in a high pace and just then Daksh looked down to his wife and pouted..."He will be fine!"

A naughty Pallavi did empathise with Debosree, but at this moment she felt the urge to scoop the remains of the semen from the glass corners and after scooping some from her long almond nails, she cooed back up at Daksh with a cunning smile...

"She will be okay too...."