03-12-2024, 08:24 PM
Chapter 31 : Heaven for one is Hell for the Other!
At the Pol. Station :
*WHAAACKKK* *WHAAACKKK*
"UAhh!!" Rajesh shouted in pain as the burly cop slammed his feet hard with his baton and the next moment, he caught up the tuff of the innocent husband's hair and spat out....
"Listen you bastard! Admit that you ravaged the lady!!! Or else....you will be stuck forever!!"
Rajesh was absolutely scared of the whole cop cell atmosphere and moreover the cop himself was a burly man with the typical sadist bollywood cop look and his powerful forearms scared the meeker man even more, while he still defended himself with a soft plea ..... "Inspector... please! My son is uh alone at home!!! Uh....let me go!!! My wife...is...uh..."
Sajida's words about Roma sleeping with Bashir came to his mind, but he didn't believe her one bit! He refused to believe that Roma would cross such drastic limits and sleep with a goon!
"Sir...my wife.... please allow me to talk to her once! Please!!"
The cop caught hold of the tuff of Rajesh's hair aggressively and yanked his face up to meet his while spitting out....."Accha? You are a married man and you are bloody fucking some random woman huh?? Saala haraami!!"
"Sir....uh..please! Just once let me talk to my wife!!! Please call her up...I can give you her number! Please...uh.... I need to speak to her!!!!"
The burly cop yanked Rajesh's face back and with a grunt like sigh, he took out his phone and dialed the number which Rajesh gave him and he turned on the speaker.
However at Bashir's place, Roma's phone was still in the main hall laying down the tiles in its dried out pissed condition, while upstairs Bashir slept with her clung deeply to him as his well erupted cock lay just besides her well fucked pussy and his biceps rubbed against her breasts with his nose nibbling calmly on her neck. The sight to an outsider would be awful and enticing at the same time where the naked married woman with her sindoor still on her maang slept like a lover with the goon all naked and that too with a satisfied subtle smile on her rosey lips.
On the other hand, the phone kept ringing and Rajesh heard it all on the speaker mode, but his heart tearing out and his fists clenching firm as he wondered why Roma wasn't picking up the call!
"Uh Roma....pick up the call damnit!!! What's wrong with you!" The distressed husband wondered as he sat on the wooden chair like some criminal under the heavy spotlight and he felt awful and miserable already. While on the other hand, Roma slept amazingly from the terrific satisfying orgasm she had from Bashir, who was wrapped with her like she only and only belonged to him and even in her lost minded condition, Roma's long nails remained lodged against the rough wrist of the goon, while their palm skins brushed against one another.
Meanwhile, Rajesh kept waiting for some more time untill the burly cop disconnected and straightway slapped the man hard on his cheek, almost making him trip down the chair, but Rajesh managed to get a grip of himself and the slap from the cop humiliated him further!
"Saala! Wasting my time eh? Admit it that you ravaged the woman!! I will personally inform your wife about this and make sure she too takes action against you!!!"
"Officer uh no!! Roma shouldn't know about all this!! Please....uh...I will talk to her personally!!!"
The burly cop grabbed hold of Rajesh's chin and got his face closer to his, almost making the meeker man feel awful and the next line he heard suddenly sent an unknown terrifying shiver inside him....
"Listen chikne! Don't act too smart or else there are men here who can even ravage you!!! By the time you leave the cell, you will stammer like a well fucked whore! Get it? By tomorrow you should admit your crime!!!"
Rajesh sighed with a major heartbeat when the cop finally left his chin loose and then left the cell, while Sajida's awful act along with where Roma actually was kept mentally disturbing him and very reluctantly, Sajida's words kept lingering inside his mind.....
"Bashir is probably busy fucking your wife Rajesh!! Forget her!!"
"No....No!!!!! Uhhh no way Roma can betray me like that!!!! Uh..I am her husband!!!"
Rajesh slammed the side arms of the chair hard and then his heartbeats paced up for some other reason and the reason was his only son Aarav! He knew he was all alone in the house and he somehow wanted to get realised so he could rush home, but he wondered how!
The overthinking and the stress of the humiliation from the cops made Rajesh fall down into a deep nap right there on his convict chair under the spotlight of the cell.
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Meanwhile, at Roma's home :
Sajida climbed up the stairs very slowly, humming her self made lines in a song like way and that too in a very evil manner.....
"So ja....mere Munna.....Varna......Sajida aa jaayegi! Hehe...hehe!..aur Kaccha chaba jayegi!!"
Sajida kept looping the lines and she finally reached Aarav's bedroom and slowly widened the door to see the sweet boy hugging to his pillow still murmuring "mumma..." cutely, desperately wanting his mother to come and hug him as an assurance of all is okay. But just then he looked front to see a dark presence near his door and he quickly turned on the lamp to see a smiling lady's face who resembled some apostle from hell.
Slowly, Sajida entered inside and Aarav just sat still with the pillow on his lap as he tried to recognise the big robust lady who slowly walked towards his bed, and that too smiling which looked creepy to the sweet boy due to just the small hue of light coming from his bed lamp.
"Hey sweetie!!! Missing mumma?" Sajida came near the bed and sat on the edge, admiring the sweet son of Roma.
"Your mumma won't return to you sweetie!! Rather she will abandon you soon hehehe!"
With one last evil giggle, the whore left Aarav's room, while the boy managed hard to get sleep, almost wondering if the lady who was with him was a human or kind of a demoness!
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At the very same time, at Bashir's house :
The whole bedroom reeked of the aroma of sex and dried sweat and on the large queen sized bed were two naked bodies wrapped up like long lost lovers!
The dark bronze body of Bashir made an enticing contrast with the lighter complexion of Roma whose parts were almost intermingled with the goon's, be it her breasts against his forearms or her big fleshy ass against his still hard cock and ofcoarse, his hairy legs which rubbed gently against her smoother ones.
And moreover, none of the two were actually sleeping now!
As Bashir slowly opened his relaxed eyes and looked at Roma, he planted a soft kiss on the nearest cheek, sending a sensual shiver in the well relaxed body of the curvacious wife, who held his forearm firm and still managed to hiss....."Bashir.......I was uh thinking...."
Bashir nuzzled on the same kissed cheek of Roma and whispered into her ear...."About what Roma?"
"Hmmm.......about my husband and uh........son....." Roma suddenly felt a rush of morality creep inside her body, but the goon smiled wickedly and emphasized his biceps against the flesh of her orbs, which again made her focus back on the sensual touch Bashir was giving her and she felt a new shiver when the other hand descended down towards her belly, toying with her navel point in a frisky manner.
"I hate you for spoiling me!" Roma bit on her lower lip in a mild wicked way and then cooed....."I wonder what Raj will think.........."
Bashir wished he could tell Roma of the miserable condition her husband was currently in, but he knew it wasn't the ripe time and secondly, he had other important wicked plans for the night, as it wasn't over yet!
"Forget about your husband Roma and even your son! After I am done with you, I will safely drop you back home!!" slowly murmuring this, Bashir poked a thick finger straight inside the navel, making a low moan escape Roma's lips and moreover the whole idea of going back home all full of the dirt she immersed in, made her wonder if it would be as easy. Despite having her breasts kneaded and her navel probbed, she still managed to reply in midst of her low moans......
"Uh Bashir..........I cannot...........no....uh....I dont think I can........."
"Afraid.... that Rajesh will not fit your wide fleshy pussy anymore?" Bashir raised an eyebrow this time as Roma turned in horror to look at his eyes. The eyes were full of deep dark mischief and on the other hand, Roma blushed in shame, a darker shame this time, on the thought of her husband being shamed by her at bed for not having the same girth or size as the goon's and to further entice her, Bashir now made her turn her body towards him and at this moment, both their naked bodies were facing each other, while the goon got one hairy leg up and rubbed against her softer one, with his evil tone still intanct.....
"What if Rajesh won't mind his sexy wife humping a goon, a goon when if angry can beat him up and make him obey hmmmmm?"
Roma felt awful at Rajesh being so openly humiliated this time and she turned her face aside, but the brushing of Bashir's thigh against her leg and the way he had grasped her waist, as if he almost owned her and she belonged to only and only him!
Looking into each other's eyes, Bashir and Roma cuddled once more and a shameless Roma forgot all about her husband and son, just enjoying the warmth of the goon's brawn stature.
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A while later, deep midnight, At Chandigarh :
Nirmala devi wept very silently for her daughter's loss as she stared at the pictures of Ruchita and she only wished she could have not allowed her daughter to suit to Mumbai and take up the cops profession. But now with her daughter gone, she only had the hope of being with her son and bahu and grandson as soon as possible and she knew she had to go to Mumbai and comfort his son out of all people!
But apart from all this, Nirmala also was a woman who was heavily deprived of deep musky sex from a man and just like once in a while nights, she was again immersed in a wickedly sexual dream after her tears dried and she felt asleep on her large bed which accommodated her busty plump body quite well and her humongous breasts heaved up very sensually within her white blouse as her lips opened and closed in small sighs due to the dream .....
The Dream :
Nirmala was sniffing some absolutely delicious aroma from somewhere distant and she was in a forest fully naked to which she was absolutely horrified and at the same time her mouth watered due to the smell, but she blushed when she realised the aroma was absolutely forbidden to her nose because it belonged to some delicious animal meat!
In Nirmala's mind it was probably a buffalo or a goat being slaughtered and the smell disturbed her, but still her naked fair robust body shivered in the breeze of the forest with just trees and grass around and her big belly grumbled in hunger, while her eager beautiful round eyes looked here and there as she walked slowly ahead. The more she walked in curiosity, she tried her best to ignore the flap of her big ass flesh which jiggled amazingly just above her slightly sagging heavy thighs.
Nirmala walked some more distances ahead and he noticed a silhouette!
The silhouette belonged to a heavily Muscled pehelwaan who was undoubtedly slaughtering an animal of which Nirmala wasn't sure, but the smell disturbed her mind for sure, although her nipples erect either due to the breezes of due to some unknown arousal occuring inside her slowly. All the 55 year old robust naked widow had was some small set of bangles on her thick forearms and nothing else and even her salt pepper long silky hair remained opened and loose like some tribal goddess.
"Hello? Who is there???" Confused, curious and shamelessly aroused Nirmala walked naked with her swaying fat hips towards the silhouette of the man who was apparently some butcher chopping meat out of some animal, but barely paid attention to her as he was busy in his own work!
The butcher was absolutely rugged and masculine with a beard long enough to perhaps impersonate a maulvi, but the ruggedness made a naked plump Nirmala feel weird and the moment his eyes shifted to her robust wide body, the widow out of shame covered herself up with both hands.
The unknown butcher kept staring at her and with his other hand, he chopped the meat, which apparently belonged to some goat and his eyes in the meantime looked deep into Nirmala's, making her nervous, while she felt her stomach rumbling almost wildly, as if she was hungry for years and years and despite taking a loathing to non-veganism, she was facing some urges to taste the meat infront of her and hardly there was any comunication between the two and yet a deep tension creeped in quite easily.
The air was thick with tension when suddenly the butcher chomped hard and voiced out finally....."Hungry?"
"Uh...wha...t?" Nirmala shivered, already blushing with being fully naked infront of the unknown butcher.
"Some meat?" The butcher wiped some of the extensive sweat off from his forehead and the way he did, highlighted his biceps easily and he noticed the elderly widow's eyes precisely on his muscled curves which inturn made him smile too.
The forbidden word "meat" disturbed Nirmala and then suddenly the bolt up in the breezy chilly sky struck like a big thunder making the naked widow almost shiver and straightaway cling to the butcher and the unknown man wrapped his biceps around her curvy wide back and got his other hand which had a piece of goat meat towards her mouth.
A famished Nirmala kept staring at the piece of meat and her mouth watered shamelessly and added to this further feeling of shame was the warmth of the manly butcher who wrapped his hand around her, as if comforting her and in this sheer comfort, she opened her mouth and allowed his hand to come closer and feed her the small piece of meat.
'Chmoppppp...chmmppp' Nirmala munched on the piece and
she realised she broke all vows of her traditional beliefs, but strangely she didn't feel bad for now, because she was hungry, very hungry!
Nirmala kept munching with eyes closed, ignoring her naked state and also the feel of the butcher's biceps against her own soft fleshy arm.
The widow continued to eat.....
Her eyes closed....
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Back to her present condition, when suddenly the eyes opened, Nirmala woke up all sweaty and shocked from the dream as she saw the time to he 3.30 am and being a highly educated and well informed woman, she knew 3 am was the mythically 'Devils Awakening Time zone' and she wondered what kind of a filthy devil out there made her dream of such an odd awful and obscene dream!
"That was so weird!!! I am a widowed grandmother!!! Uh... these kind of dreams can't come to me ...then why!!! And who was that butcher!! Uh...a butcher? A meat chopper chee!!! Oh god....what is wrong with me and uh.....what is this..."
Nirmala shifted her blanket aside to be even more horrified!
A mild soft watery patch was formed just between her robust thighs and she realised a bigger patch was somewhere more intimate and it was between her thick wide thighs, precisely at the plump lips of her long neglected vaginal entrance, which was probably cobwebbed in her opinion, but it was almost as if the doors to an old forgotten storeroom opened up all of a sudden and being a woman, she was familiar with the scent of feminine orgasm and she was absolutely shocked!
"Oh god.....why suddenly at this age? At this stage of life?? Oh god...."
Nirmala loathed the sick dream and quickly drank a whole glass of water with a small tablet of sleeping pill before finally immersing back to sleep and hopefully she didn't dream of anything further. Although her subconscious mind had already saved each frame of memory of the wicked dream of the unknown masculine butcher who managed to arouse her and open up her long closed gates of self stimulation.
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