Adultery Sneha's plight in Azamgarh

[KingRocks]

It was Dhruv’s birthday, and at the stroke of midnight, Sneha’s phone vibrated with a video call from Rakesh.

She was curled up on the couch in a tiny crop top that stopped just beneath the heavy swell of her breasts, the thin fabric stretched tight over her ripe tits, her smooth, creamy belly completely bare above the loose pajama  that rode loajw on her hips.

Dhruv answered first, his young voice cracking with disappointment
“Dad, I miss you so much… it’s not the same without you here.”
Rakesh’s face filled the screen, warm but distant.
“I know, buddy, I hate missing this. Work’s insane, but I’ll make it up to you, I promise—something huge.”
Dhruv’s eyes glistened as he nodded sadly and slipped away to his room.

Once alone, Sneha took the phone, her full lips curving into a sultry pout.

“I miss you too,… feels like forever” Sneha said adjusting her hair ..
" Wooh Sneha , thats quite a sexy piece you are wearing.. What you are planning to seduce someone or what tonite ?" Rakesh's voice quivered!
Sneha giggled " Why , even if I do you wont even get to know Mister!"

The call turned heated fast ..
Sneha stood up and winked " Mister , you want some show , is it not ?"
She peeled away her crop Top and  discarded the Bra , those lush, fair breasts spilling free, nipples peaking under her teasing fingers.
Rakesh lost control almost instantly, groaning as he finished too soon.
Sneha sighed softly, “Alright, baby, get some rest,” and ended the call. Slipping the crop top back on, she noticed the untouched cake on the dining table and felt a pang for the heartbroken birthday boy.

Carrying the cake, Sneha glided into Dhruv’s dimly lit room, the soft glow tracing the generous curves of her body—the way her breasts swayed gently with each step, the inviting dip of her waist flaring into her rounded fleshy ass. Dhruv lay under the blanket, phone in hand, pretending to watch sports but clearly lost in sadness. She set the cake on the bed, climbed on with a playful bounce, and flipped her long, silky hair over one shoulder
“Hey, my  birthday hero, why the gloomy vibes? It’s your special day—come on”

Dhruv peeked up, his innocent eyes widening at how beautiful his Momma looked, the crop top clinging to her tits, deep cleavage spilling over vividly..

She tugged the blanket away with a grin. “Already in your Pajamas ? Such a good boy.”

He mumbled shyly, “Yeah, Mom…” avoiding her gaze.

“And you didn’t even touch the cake I got just for you? That’s not so much done, hero.”

“It doesn’t feel like my birthday without Dad,” he said softly, voice small. Her eyes sparkled as she playfully scooped thick cream onto both her  cheeks. “Oh yeah? Then you’d better come clean this up—literally.”

Dhruv’s face lit up with a shy smile, the sadness lifting a little. He sat up slowly, cupped her soft fair cheeks , and leaned in to lick the cream from her right cheek—his warm, hesitant tongue dragging gently over her silky skin, tasting the sweet vanilla mixed with her natural warmth.

“Mmm… it’s really good,” he whispered innocently, then moved to her left cheek, licking slower, lingering because it felt strangely nice. His heart started pounding, and down below, something unfamiliar began to swell and ache in his pajamas. Overcome with sensation, he wrapped his arms around her in a big hug; they tumbled back onto his pillows, Sneha beneath him, her arms stretched lazily overhead, breasts pressing up soft and full, crop top riding higher to reveal the creamy undersides of her big tight breasts.
He finished the last bit of cream off his momma's sexy cheeks , breathing faster now, that strange pressure building.

“Okay, okay, enough, you little scamster,” she laughed , ruffling his hair. Dhruv rolled beside her, facing close, and without thinking, rested his hand on her bare belly—It felt comforting yet exciting, sending little sparks through him.

Sneha smiled down at him, voice teasing and warm. “So, tiger, what do you want for your  birthday gift this year? Anything your heart desires ?”
Dhruv’s body felt hot and tense now, that ache in his groin growing heavier, balls tightening with confusing pressure he didn’t fathom. Innocently excited, he scooped more cream from the cake and spread instinctively over her naked exposed belly, swirling it around her deep navel.

“Hey, you naughty monkey, what’s this ambush now ?” she giggled, squirming just enough to make her belly jiggle softly.

“I want a sweet baby brother,” he said earnestly, eyes wide , leaning down to lick the cream off—his tongue dipping shyly into her navel, tasting the sticky sweetness against her salty skin as she shivered and laughed. The sensation made his thing throb harder, a confusing urgency building.

“Oh my gosh, Dhruv, come back up here—you’ve made me all messy and sticky, you silly boy,” she teased lightly. He finished licking his Momma navel clean ,  crawled back up, hugged her tight like a teddy bear..

Sneha arched a brow playfully. “Aww, my baby wants to be a little brother? That’s the cutest thing ever. Okay, I’ll think about it "  

Dhruv’s eyes went wide, that vibration in his pajamas intensifying wildly, his  cock pulsing against the fabric as her warmth pressed close.

She exhaled with a bubbly giggle
“But, your dad’s barely ever home—how’s your momma  supposed to get pregnant like that, huh?”

Staring at her in dazed wonder, the pressure snapped; his body shuddered as thick, hot ropes of semen erupted abruptly into his pajamas, load after load soaking through in huge, unstoppable waves, leaving him breathless and trembling in sweet, confusing pulses. Sneha finally sat up pushing aside Dhruv who was still in between cumming

Sneha said . “Alright, birthday star, time for Mom to clean up this mess you created with the cake..  Momma needs a shower. Scoot over, sweetie.” She grabbed the cake, turned with a sassy ass away turned to leave !

Dhruv, utterly spent and sleepy, murmured uff Momma…” and drifted off,

when she moved Dhruv eyes fell on her huge swaying ass and again with a small Jerk remaining semen came out... Dhruv felt guilty and weak yet satisfied as he really cummed a lot today

The next morning, Sneha and Dhruv headed to the small shopping mall in Azamgarh, determined to find the PlayStation 5 that Dhruv had been dreaming about for his birthday.

Sneha looked effortlessly stunning—a long, loose white t-shirt that skimmed mid-thigh, soft and slightly sheer in the bright lights, doing little to hide the generous swell of her full, heavy breasts that jiggled subtly with every step. Paired with skin-tight jeans that hugged her rounded and plump ass like a second skin, the denim stretching taut over her thick thighs, she turned heads wherever she went. Her long, silky hair cascaded open down her back, swaying with that natural bounce. A few local men lounging around the mall couldn’t help themselves—their eyes raked over her hungrily, lingering on the deep valley of her cleavage peeking from the t-shirt’s neckline, tracing down to the way her jeans molded to her curvaceous ass.
Sneha felt their perverted stares like sticky fingers on her skin but ignored them with cool indifference!

They stepped into a cramped electronics shop, and the shopkeeper—a middle-aged man with a paunch and greasy hair- his jaw slackening at the sight of Sneha. His eyes bulged at her massive tits strained against the thin fabric, the outline of her lacy bra faintly visible. He scrambled over, wiping his hands on his shirt. “Madam, welcome! Please come in.”

He glanced briefly at Dhruv. “And welcome to you too, beta.” Dhruv shifted uncomfortably, sensing the man’s desperate, shameless ogling of his momma's boob.

Sneha smiled politely. “Bhaiya, we’re looking for a PlayStation—the latest PS5. Do you have it?” The shopkeeper’s gaze drifted back to her tits as she spoke, hypnotized by the soft bounce when she gestured. He snapped out of it, chuckling awkwardly. “ Madam, where will you find such fancy things in Azamgarh? Here, kids play with bat and ball only—real games!”

He puffed his chest with small-town pride. Sneha raised a perfectly arched brow. “Matlab? What do you mean?”
“Aree madam, yahan PlayStation wagera nahi milta. Football, cricket—that’s what our boys do here,” he boasted, his eyes now dipping brazenly into her cleavage.

Sneha’s cheeks flushed with irritation

“What do you mean people here don’t play indoor games or anything modern?” she shot back, voice sharp.
The shopkeeper shrugged
“Nahi madam, edhar wo sab nahi chalta.”

Disgusted, Sneha held Dhruv’s hand. “Ugh, disgusting. Come on, Dhruv, let’s check somewhere else.” The shopkeeper called after them, “Arre madam, koi dukaan mein nahi milega yahan!” Sneha tossed over her shoulder

“Fine, whatever—we’ll get it from Gurugram then. Let’s go, beta.”

Just then, they spotted Kamesh emerging from the real estate office on the same floor—fat, rugged, with that typical Azamgarh roughness but a charming smile. His eyes lit up in surprise. “Hey, you two! What brings you to this side of town?”
He sauntered over, gaze inevitably flicking over Sneha’s dress—the way her t-shirt clung to her curves, jeans accentuating that juicy ass. “Shopping for dresses or something?” Sneha flipped her hair back with a relieved laugh. “No way, Kamesh—we’re hunting for a PlayStation 5 for Dhruv’s birthday.” Kamesh grinned wide, pulling Dhruv into a quick hug. “Happy birthday, big guy! You’re turning into a big guy now —just like your gorgeous momma.”

Dhruv smiled shyly. “Thanks, uncle.”

“So, did you find it?” Kamesh asked.

Sneha rolled her eyes dramatically

“As if—this city doesn’t even seem to know what a PS5 is. That shopkeeper acted like it’s some alien ....”
Kamesh chuckled

“Ah, no surprises .. Hold on, let me think ”

He thought for a while and pulled out his phone, dialing swiftly. “ Harish…latest PS5 hai kya tere paas? Good, address bhejta hoon—kal tak deliver kar dena . .. quality achi hona hai ... Nhi to pyasa nhi denge!! ”

He hung up, smirking triumphantly. “Done. My friend in Delhi runs a Croma franchise—he’ll have it delivered tomorrow. Just WhatsApp me your address Sneha”

Sneha’s agitation melted a bit , her eyes sparkling as she touched his arm lightly

“Oh my god, Kamesh, thank you so much—you saved Dhruv's bday "

Dhruv beamed, excitement bubbling


“Why don’t you come over for coffee kamesh ? Least I can do... afterall today is my little hero's birthday..” she added with a playful smile.

“only if I dont spoil your birthday party Dhruv hero ” kamesh grinned

" Come on Kamesh , there is no party !! We hardly know folks here !"

At  home, Sneha served him steaming coffee in the living room, her t-shirt riding up slightly as she bent over, flashing a tease of that creamy midriff. Dhruv looked happy, already dreaming of his PS5.

Kamesh took a sip. “Hmm …this is  good !!”

Sneha leaned , shuffling her silky hair teasingly. “What’s good exactly—the coffee, or the person who made it?”

Kamesh met her gaze, smiling wolfishly. “Honestly? Both.”
They chatted for a while . He stood to leave soon after, not wanting to overstay .
Sneha walked him to the door
"Kamesh— Dhruv had been really pestering for a party ...  Without Rakesh , i donno how will i manage ?”
Kamesh pulled back.. " Dhruv must have promised his friends that he will give a grand bday bash!"
Sneha snapped " Really kids these days , uff!!!"
Kamesh smiled " Plan something for next Sunday Sneha, cook something nice for the kids!!"

Sneha looked up " I.. I dont know , I have not yet invited folks over after we shifted to Azamgarh Kamesh! Half of the time , Rakesh is away ..this way Dhruv is becoming way too unsocial day by day ! "

" Dont worry so much ! How many ppl you wanna invite ? Not more than 15 i am sure , come on we typically end up inviting 500 people during our project launches , 15 ppl will be cakewalk Sneha , you plan and let me know , let the kids enjoy themselves!" Kamesh spoke with calm reassurance.

Sunday afternoon brought a rare warmth to Azamgarh, the winter bright sun softening the usual chill. Sneha stepped out of a long, steaming shower and stood before the full-length mirror, her body wrapped only in a  white towel that clung precariously to her heavy, pendulous breasts—the fabric stretched tight across their full, rounded swells, the deep cleavage spilling over the top as water droplets traced lazy paths down her creamy skin. Her wet hair fell in dark, silky strands over her shoulders, framing her flushed face. She tilted her head, admiring yet second-guessing herself.

“Dhruv, come here—suggest what I should wear for the evening party,” she called out softly. Dhruv peeked in, his young eyes widening instantly at the sight of his momma looking so seductive—those massive boobs barely contained, the towel ending high on her smooth thighs , A familiar tingle stirred in his groin. “Momma, I think… a saree would be good no ? ” he said shyly, voice cracking a little. Sneha smiled appreciating how her little boy getting delicate fashion senses and choices..

..“Okay, birthday boy, saree it is,” she murmured at Dhruv’s face

Dhruv retreated to his room while Sneha took her time selecting the perfect outfit. She chose a shimmering saree in  red, dbanging it low on her hips to expose her flawless midriff, the pallu lightly veiling yet accentuating her curves. The matching blouse was decent—not sleeveless—but cut tight, hugging her massive tits like a second skin, the deep neckline and back plunge making them strain deliciously, her soft flesh spilling at the edges. She applied light makeup—kohl-lined eyes, glowing skin, bold red lipstick that made her full lips irresistible—and left her silky hair open, cascading over one shoulder in glossy waves.

Dhruv emerged looking adorably cute in the red kurta and white pajama Sneha had specially bought for him—crisp and festive. Guests began arriving soon after: Kamesh strode in looking dashing in a tight black t-shirt that showed off his broad shoulders and rugged build, paired with fitted jeans. Dhruv’s college friends Suleman and Wasim showed up too, their eyes immediately locking onto Sneha as she greeted everyone, the saree swaying sensuously with her movements, her exposed midriff and the gentle bounce of her blouse-clad boobs drawing shameless stares.

Dhruv noticed how the boys ogled his momma hungrily, a strange protectiveness mixing with his own secret arousal. Sneha bustled about attending guests, while Kamesh chipped in to help—carrying dishes, arranging tables—as if he were the man of the house. Sneha observed it liking the way he took charge. “Sneha, what wonderful arrangements—you’ve outdone yourself,” gushed Sheela, mother of Dhruv’s friend Vikram. Sneha smiled graciously. “Oh, it’s nothing—its all for the kids bhabhi .. they toil hard for studies the year round”!

“But you did all this alone? Rakesh isn’t around…?” Sheela pressed.

Sneha glanced at Kamesh, who was setting the birthday cake on the center table, and winked playfully. “Of course, but you see, Kamesh has been helping me a lot today.”

As Sneha headed to the kitchen, Suleman and Wasim’s eyes glued to her sexy ass—round and firm, swaying hypnotically under the saree’s low dbang.

Hidden from view, Suleman whispered hoarsely, “Uff, kya sexy maal hai yeh Dhruv ki mom…” Wasim groaned softly, adjusting his pants. “Mat bol yaar, mera lund khada ho gaya… itni hot hai”

In the kitchen, Sneha reached up to a high cupboard for glasses, stretching on her toes—her saree pallu slipping slightly, exposing more of her creamy midriff and her belly chain glinting as her soft stomach stretched taut, navel deepening invitingly. Kamesh, standing behind, couldn’t tear his eyes away from that plump ass and bare waist. When she turned with the glasses in hand, she found him close.

“Hey Kamesh, can you help me adjust this waist chain for me .. the sharp edges are hurting me !! ” she asked casually, nodding to her midriff since her hands were full. Kamesh’s gaze dropped openly to her exposed belly ,  “Yeah, sure,” he murmured huskily, stepping behind her. His rough hands encircled her warm, plush stomach, fingers grazing the soft skin as he tugged the chain. “Uff, Kamesh, aram se karo… it’s getting too tight on me” Sneha breathed, a shiver running through her. He pressed closer, his hard lund brushing firmly against her ass cheeks through the thin saree, thumbs deliberately poking into her deep navel. “Ahh…” she let out a soft moan, head tilting back lightly onto his shoulder, feeling the heat and dampness building in her panties.

Kamesh’s hands roamed freely over her silky belly, tracing circles. “Tell me how tight you want it,” he growled low, thumb swirling in her navel again. Sneha’s breath hitched, body responding despite herself

“Kamesh enough —do it quickly now,” she scolded playfully, realizing Kamesh was virtually fondling and molesting her waist cleverly and firmly.

“Wow, Sneha, yeh waist chain sach me hot lag rahi hai” he whispered, finally adjusting it properly. She pushed him back gently. “Okay, ab hato—log bahar wait kar rahe hain Kamesh.”

He snapped out and followed, hard-on throbbing. Soon, the birthday song filled the room; Sneha and Dhruv fed each other cake,

Suleman and Wasim watched jealously, crotches aching. As Sneha distributed cake plates, Suleman leaned to Dhruv. “Dhruv chutiyee , kya sexy Mom hai re tera ..”

Wasim smirked darkly. “Yaar, mera baap yahan hota to isko edhar hi patak ke chod deta..,kitna bada boobs hai tere mom ki Dhruv , blouse ke andar se clearly dikh rahe hai saala !"

He kicked Dhruv lightly. Dhruv flushed with anger and shame.

Suleman leered. “Wasim bhai .. saala main bhi tab se iski blouse aur cleavage dikh raha hu.. man kar rahe hai agar isko kabhi sirf Bra main dikh paye!"

Wasim pulled Dhruv's shoulders " Dhruv mujhe aur Suleiman ko tere Momma ki doodh peena hai , kasam se!!!"

Dhruv’s young cock twitched harder at the crude words—remembering his own innocent wish for a baby brother, now twisted in his friends’ filthy fantasies for his momma—guilt and helpless arousal churning inside him, wondering how he’d ever protect his hot momma from these perverts..

By evening, guests trickled out, but Dhruv got grooved to the World Cup Semifinal T20 match between India and Australia.
It was a big match and Dhruv was all decked up wearing the Indian blue jersey

" Kamesh uncle , Australia is batting like demons , I am very worried today India will lose "
Kamesh smiled " Yea , these Indian bowlers are bowling like gully children , chalo Dhruv I got to go , Happy Birthday once again my little champion " Kamesh hi fived Dhruv ..
" Uncle , please I don't want to watch the match alone , my friends have also left , why don't you stay back Uncle please "
Sneha heard Dhruv " Yea Kamesh that's true , I hardly follow cricket much , can't give much company to Dhruv !"

" Sneha , Dhruv I could have stayed back, but I have to visit the construction site early morning tomorrow!"

Dhruv looked a bit dejected " What uncle! The match will be over late night , you sleep over here and go to work from here in the morning, Please uncle we will dance and burst crackers in the terrace if India wins!"

Sneha hesitated a bit to ask Kamesh to stay back , but she couldn't miss the excitement in Dhruv's eyes , These days kids are so crazy about cricket and today is his birthday, and Dhruv has been missing his dad so much . Sneha felt a little guilty , momentarily thinking Dhruv deserved a father figure at home , young kids so much yearn for a masculine strong man at home , they model themselves so much like the man of the house .. Sneha twitched a bit as she knew Kamesh fits that figure so closely, he has that rough strong personality, towering rugged presence , and almost pretty much single handedly managed the arrangements of the Birthday party without much noise!

Sneha felt guilty because she knew Kamesh was not exactly harmless , their chemistry was blossoming in Gurgaon.. she flashbacked to last years new year eve - that shady night club and she getting sloshed .. and she got her top  torn, and how she shamelessly posed just in a Bra in front of Kamesh and gawd that crazy big hardon Kamesh sported under his jeans seeing Sneha semi-naked! That scene of his hardon stayed with Sneha for she knew how thick and big his husband's friend was down there for sure! Unfair to compare , But Rakesh stood no chance to even come close to the thick piece of meat his friend was blessed with!

" Momma , please tell Kamesh uncle na , we will watch the match together" Dhruv's  rant broke Sneha's trance..

Sneha looked up , hesitated a bit and smiled " You want to break the heart of the birthday boy ? Huh !" Sneha teased

Kamesh winked " birthday boy or his pretty mom's heart ?"

Sneha smiled " whatever you need to think !" and quickly went to the bedroom to answer the phone.

It was Rakesh on the line. Kamesh and Dhruv settled on the sofa for the match.
Australia batted like demons plundering the Indian bowling across all the corners of the ground.
However , the discussion inside the bedroom between Sneha and Rakesh on phone heated on..

Sneha rattled on " Rakesh , practically Dhruv is growing up without you!"
Rakesh yelled over the phone " Sneha , listen , whatever I am doing is for the family , for our future ...atleast I am not flirting with random men like you do !!"
Sneha was dumbfounded at Rakesh's audacity ..
" Excuse me Rakesh , what did you just say huh ?"
" Oh Sneha , don't put up that face now , what were you doing with that Moinuddin huh ? Exposing your god damn thong panties to that goonda ..I don't know what else you did with him ?"
Sneha kept silent for a moment..
" Rakesh , really? You telling this out of all people!! When you knew I did that to simply protect you from that filthy dangerous goonda!!"
" Oh Sneha come on , you are saying I am that cuckold husband who will sit at home and my sexy wife will be used at will by random filthy men!!"
" Woh Rakesh , woh , now you are talking you filthy bastard!!"
" Fuck you Sneha!"
" Fuck you Rakesh , don't ever call me ever again!!" Sneha threw the phone in anger.
While Dhruv was immersed in the match , Kamesh heard the commotion inside.

He walked slowly towards the room and caught Sneha's eyes.
Sneha tried to force a smile like a good host , though she could not fathom how can Rakesh put such dirty allegation..
Kamesh looked intently at Sneha ..
" All okay , Sneha ?"
Sneha sighed deep and adjusted her hair .." nothing new Kamesh , let's not discuss about this "..
" Sneha , wait ..come inside ,let's talk about this !"
" No Kamesh , it won't lead to anything, and you know Rakesh , right ?"
Kamesh sat on the bed next to Sneha ..
He had a reassuring yet tough tone..
" Sneha , it's your personal family thing , I have no say in this honestly.."
" Kamesh , then please don't say na ? What are you trying to hint here Kamesh ?" Sneha snapped unable to hold back the suppressed emotions ..
" Hey Sneha , chill .. just relax ok ? I want you to relax"
" Mr. Kamesh , I am relaxed and all right , let's go and watch the match!!"
Kamesh kept silent for a while and both looked at each other!
Kamesh sighed " Sneha , I can guess your situation, I know Rakesh before your marriage!!"
" Kamesh , let's not go there , it's ok , I am just fine"
" Hey Sneha ..wait , I am here to suggest you something!""
" Suggest what Kamesh ? "
" Sneha , I know the facts , I know how tough for a city modern girl to stay and manage in Azamgarh and the poor Dhruv , oh boy I can make out how much he misses his dad , Sneha ...he talks as if he has not seen Rakesh since ages!"
" Kamesh , Kamesh come to the point , do you have anything other than sympathy for me and my son ?"

" Sneha , you are just agitated .. please calm down , listen to me carefully, I know Rakesh's higher ups , people in the department, they all take hefty bribes from us builders , so What I am suggesting is , I will speak to them for Rakesh's permanent transfer to Delhi and that will solve your problems Sneha!!"

" No yaar!! I don't want you to get involved please"

" Sneha , Sneha for God sake calm down , Ofcourse Rakesh won't ever know I had pushed his higher ups , he does not need to know , I just want you to know I can help and irrespective of what you end up saying , I will help!"

Sneha kept silent .. " ok Whatever!!" She sighed after the pause..

"It will happen Sneha , these department bosses are the most corrupt men in India , they just need pushes from the right entity ..and that's it..and Rakesh we both know , will never push it the wrong unfair way .. you get it right ? So , all I am doing is helping a friend and his wife and his little kid ..that's all !!"
" Okay , I will be grateful Kamesh , but I don't know!" Sneha hesitated and got up
" Please just Relax , today is Dhruv's birthday , I stayed back thinking how much the poor soul misses his dad , now you don't make that pathetic face Sneha"
Sneha smiled " Okay , mister!!"

Dhruv felt a little odd seeing Sneha and Kamesh together ..
" All ok Momma ?"
" Yes Beta , me and Kamesh uncle were talking to dad!!" She smiled..
They settled down nicely on the sofa and started watching the match which turned interesting as India clawed back with quick wickets..
Sneha was still in the evening saree as she felt tired with all the evening's work.

" Guys , I will go and change and come , this saree is very heavy!!"

When Sneha came back after changing , Dhruv felt a strange sensation down there. Sneha had put on a casual tee paired with a really tiny pair of shorts.

Even in the darkness of the drawing room , he saw Sneha's thick toned thighs glowing in the light from the television. Her shorts must not be more than a couple of inches long and looked pretty much like the size of panties most Indian women would usually wear .

Dhruv was sporting a bad hardon now , because Momma was seated close to Kamesh uncle giving a crazy good show of her naked thighs to uncle. She had folded her legs on the sofa and her shorts had rode up a bit with her entirely nude under thighs completely visible and right next to Kamesh uncles hands. They chatted and laughed together like close friends talking between themselves. They chatted about life in Azamgarh , office, Kamesh's ambitious real estate projects. Dhruv felt left out in a corner , he would doze off often but still tried hard to stay awake as Australia's batting continued to plunder.

After a while ,  Dhruv could not see properly due to the darkness and his views obstructed due to the cushion on the sofa , but he felt Kamesh uncle was feeling Momma's thighs . His hands were not exactly visible, but he was definitely playing and fondling Sneha's thighs , his hands dug deep inside her shorts may be even circling inside her panties.

Dhruv felt shocked , his tiny Lulli making the most vivid tent inside the pyjama.
Thankfully, the pervert show did not extend longer as Sneha saw an unopened gift packet lying on the centre table.
" Dhruv , why you have not opened this gift ?" Sneha asked .. She got up to pick the gift pack and Dhruv was shocked to see Sneha's shorts were indeed unbuttoned. Her red thong panties were peeping out of her unbuttoned shorts more so visible to Kamesh since he was sitting right in front of Sneha's ass. But Dhruv also got a vivid show of his Momma's sexy under garments..
" Oh .. this button is very loose" Sneha said as she saw both Kamesh and Dhruv eyeing her panties with dirty lusty eyes..

And then Dhruv saw how momma turned around towàrds Kamesh as if not to show her panties to Dhruv , but it's okay to show Kamesh those sexy piece of lingerie she was wearing and how she almost seductively buttoned her shorts ofcourse after Kamesh got a long satisfying view..

Sneha walked towards Dhruv and said " this is a nice hoodie Dhruv , try this out "

Dhruv was badly erect by now , the whole panty show Momma willingly gave Kamesh uncle made him hot beyond repair.
Sneha repeated " Dhruv get up and wear this na.. see if it's in your size " and she sat on the narrow sofa handle beside Dhruv. Dhruv froze in shock since he was sporting a crazy thick hardon and if he gets up , Sneha and Kamesh would clearly see his tent.

Dhruv fumbled with words as Sneha nudged him to get up and try the hoodie..

Unexpectedly Kamesh came to his rescue , " it's ok Sneha , Dhruv is enjoying the match , he will wear it later!" And Kamesh winked at Dhruv
Dhruv was shocked " why did uncle wink ? He must have seen the crazy hardon he was having!!" Dhruv shook in embarassment and fear ..
Sneha smiled and asked " Dhruv , what are you conspiring with Kamesh Uncle , huh ?"
Kamesh spread his legs and teased Sneha " leave Dhruv , why are you sitting on the sofa handle , you can sit here" he nonchalantly pointed to his lap , the blue jeans hiding his thick crotch!

Sneha giggled " Mr. Kamesh , I can't sit on your lap , I am not dhruv , I am Dhruv's momma!"

And then Dhruv saw , how Kamesh got up and playfully pulled Sneha and made her sit on his lap.. how her thick ass cheeks jiggled and bounced on Kamesh's thick crotch area , Sneha must have felt Kamesh's throbbing thick crotch tear her ass cheeks..
She got up and giggled " What are you doing Kamesh ?"
Kamesh shrugged off laughing " why is this a bad place to sit huh ?"
Sneha blushing looking towards Dhruv " Guys , guess I am not safe here!"
And she sat close to Kamesh for the rest of the match giving continued painful erection to Dhruv!

As Australia amassed a strong total of 220 in the 20 overs , Kamesh came and put his hands strongly on Dhruv's shoulders. Dhruv trembled under the impact ,
" You are yawning and falling off the chair , why arent you going to sleep ?" Kamesh said rudely , his voice a little merciless and ruthless. Dhruv saw his face , it looked fierce and angry. He gave a rough ferocious smile as if he knew Dhruv saw something.

Dhruv meekly said stammering  " Uncle... Uncle.. ..yes will go to sleep!!"

" Okay , you are just dozing off bachcha , go now"

Sneha added getting up ,
" Beta we both saw you were half dozing , dont be awake now , you will definitely fall ill like this " Sneha said lovingly..
Dhruv felt sick and nauseated , he was feeling tired and scared..

" Okay , good night Uncle , good night Momma!" Dhruv slowly limped to the bedroom..

He felt unusually excited and tired .. he couldn't forget Kamesh's thick rough hands on Momma's panties .., he couldn't think much and drowned in deep sleep..

Back in the drawing room, the light dimmed further.. Kamesh with his trademark deep voice asked " Sneha , you really happy with that idiot ?"

Sneha retorted sharply " not now Kamesh , dont spoil my mood"

" Hmm.. I know how to take care of your mood !!"

" And how exactly is that ?" Sneha asked but she couldn't complete... .. Kamesh pushed her and pinned her to the sofa.. Sneha could hardly breathe as Kamesh put his dirty big mouth over Sneha's lips...and he started forcefully kissing Sneha.. Sneha tried to stop Kamesh , hapless trying to breathe.. but Kamesh had no intention to stop.. he had pinned Sneha's soft curvy body beneath him and continued sucking her lips embraced in a filthy hot smooch , Sneha responded , first slowly , then steadily and soon with intensity matching Kamesh or literally even more than him.. They kissed and kissed willingly , forgetting time and surroundings as the TV commentary rattled on.. they were by now licking each other's lips and saliva and Kamesh was practically biting and sucking her lips and tongue.. Soon the drawing room got filled with sloppy smooching sound and desperate moans eclipsing the monotonous cricket commentary!!



Dhruv must have slept for hours , but he does not know how long. But he got jolted off his sleep by some sharp shriek.. he felt very tired and sleepy, but he could hear the match commentary from the drawing room..
He could faintly hear " So it goes down to the last over .. India needs 13 runs from 6 balls"

Yes , he heard it loud , its the last over!! Gawd , Indian batsmen must have played crazy good to even reach close against the mighty Australians !
He felt dead sleepy , but pushed himself off the bed. Most probably, India was at the brink of World Cup glory.
The commentary grew louder as he stepped out of his room , the drawing room was pitch dark , the light from the television was also not able to break into the darkness.. and Dhruv froze as he moved to the edge of the sofa..

It was very dark and he was sleepy , but he was sure of what he actually saw. Kamesh and Sneha were lying on the floor and covered under a large blanket . And Dhruv was sure Momma was naked under the blanket because her topless shoulders were visible outside the blanket . And Dhruv saw Sneha momentarily panick as she got up in a jiffy and turned around , the blanket falling off from her body. And Dhruv was correct. Sneha was indeed stark naked !!!
Dhruv was stunned to see Sneha's huge naked tits proudly displayed as she quickly turned to pickup her top lying on the sofa. Her nipples erect and swollen were brazenly visible to Dhruv. Dhruv could not believe his Momma had such large firm sexy pair of tits , Sneha wore back her top quickly in a of second but  Dhruv have already seen her nude tits for a moment!!

Dhruv thought Momma and Kamesh would kill him alive for barging into the drawing room like a thief , but surprisingly that did not happen.

Sneha , was calm , she flopped her hair back making a bun and casually said " Dhruv just knock once no before coming into the room , hai na ?" Her voice more teasing than angry ... She clearly did not sound angry or pissed off with Dhruv

"Sorry Momma" Dhruv still was dead scared ..
" Its okay my cutie scamster ... Did you get some sleep?" Sneha talked in a very normal casual tone as if nothing really happened
" Yes Momma , today I think India will win .. woaah!!"

India needed 10 runs from 4 balls. The tension on the field must be trickling on to every drawing room of Indian households. The whole stadium was shouting and booing the Australian bowlers hoping for an improbable Indian victory. Chasing 220 in twenty overs game against the best bowling attack of the world is no easy achievement!

Dhruv for a moment forgot that he just saw his sexy Momma topless and eagerly prayed for a boundary in the third ball of the over. That would definitely tilt the game into India's favour. And it was a boundary , Dhruv jumped in joy as both Kamesh and Sneha who were still very much inside the blanket also clapped and cheered.

So , now then 6 runs from 3 balls. And as the bowler ran up to bowl the fourth ball of the over , Dhruv was shocked to see something . Kamesh secretly was holding Sneha's shorts in his hands and he quickly gave it to Sneha under the blanket. It happened in complete darkness and it happened quickly , but Dhruv saw it right. Means Momma all this while was completely naked under the blanket, and her shorts were actually lying at one corner of the room. It was Kamesh who crawled and got her shorts and gave it to her to wear. And Dhruv felt even Kamesh did not have his trousers, but he was too scared to even look at him.
And Dhruv froze on the sofa chair , as he knew Sneha and Kamesh were wearing back their respective dresses under the blanket. The blanket was large and thick and hence it covered and hid their naked bodies well. Sneha clearly wore back her shorts and pulled it up through her thighs and then buttoned it , her hand movements made it so very clear.
As Sneha finally threw aside the blanket and came out of it , Dhruv saw her Bra lying inside the blanket on the mattress. She obviously did not get the time to wear her Bra in hurry once Dhruv came to the drawing room. Her Bra less tits jiggled provocatively inside the flimsy top.

Kamesh stood up and zipped up his trousers, his thick hands carefully moving the zip past his thick meaty manhood.

Dhruv was sweating like crazy. He couldn't believe what all he saw in the last five minutes or so. And it was 1 ball , 2 runs to win. But even for a die hard cricket fan , Dhruv's mind was not glued to the match.

India did the improbable. Chasing 220 in such difficult conditions against the best attack of the world - it was indeed the team's best win in recent times. The whole of India including the dusty sleepy town of Azamgarh broke into frenzied midnight celebrations!

Inside Sneha's cozy Azamgarh duplex , the night was still warm. The three of them went to the terrace and were in for a wild surprise. The night sky were lit up like the diwali night.

There were plethora of fire crackers lit up from all sides. Dhruv was still not in senses , but Kamesh probably to normalise things asked " Dhruv you go and get your packets of Crackers.."
Dhruv was in no mood , he forgot the cricket results only , but he did not want to disobey Kamesh.

Dhruv lit up the huge Patakhas trying to feign happiness, but at the corner of the eyes , he was eyeing Kamesh and Sneha. And he saw how Kamesh and Sneha stood close to each other like how he would imagine his father stand next to his momma.
And he saw Kamesh uncle's hands , yes his hands were dirtily squeezing Sneha's ass cheeks from behind, Sneha did not protest but she silently enjoyed every bit of the treatment her plump ass was getting.
As Dhruv lit one cracker after another , Kamesh shamelessly continued spanking her ass in the standing position. They thought Dhruv might be busy with the crackers , but the boy knew every bit of the perverted act being carried out.
And he even heard from a distance Sneha moaning and telling Kamesh "What are you doing Kamesh ? Its hurting me ! "
" Sneha what a juicy ass you have sweetie.. "
" Shut up Kamesh , for two hours we had it , aur fir bhi tumhare mann nhi bhare..  idiot!"

The crackers from Dhruv soared high and burst in a defeaning sound.

Great update.... Waiting to know what happened in those 2 hours between the sheets