20-10-2019, 02:16 PM
Bhavna and Kishor's night out
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Kishor got his composure after 1 hour, he walked to kitchen for prepare snacks.now Bhavna
wore her salwar. She adjusted her hairs, she asked Sonia to look after house as she will take her
Dad to late night ride. She wants for icecream. Sonia told her about icecream parlour.Kishor
knew in night no one could recognize him in saree, so safe for outing. Bhavna applied lipstick to
her and Kishor’s lips. Bhavna was wearing blue colour salwar suit, Kishor in yellow saree.
Sonia,” come on you girls, it is modern age, there are couple goals, couple motivations, even
names are mixed. Whereever they go they wear matching dress, matching clothes.”
Kishor,” we are traditional, where love is eternal in pure bliss form.”
Sonia,” but it will add flavour, you are doing for your love.”
Bhavna,” not bad if we try new one, by the way we are not that old.”
Bhavna wore same blue colour designer salwar wih blue colour bangles, she wore mangalsutra
and large bindi with sindur. Kishor wore blue colour saree with blue colour blouse petticoat, blue
colour bangles, same type mangalsutra and bindi with sindur.
Sonia looked at both said,” it is good, but can be better.”
Sonia gave same set of anklets, finger rings and sandals of blue colour. Now you look like
couple in relationship goal. Kishor had made two vonis of his hair, so Sonia made it a bun, she
made a bun of Bhavna, placed gajra on both buns of her parents. She sprayed female scents over
them.
Bhavna,” omg, we are really looking great, our daughter is so lovely.”
Kishor,” yes, she is making us proud.”
Sonia,” it is not my praising night, but for both it is outing night as girls, enjoy.”
Bhavna started her bullet, Sonia helped Kishor to sit one sided, he was unable to hold and how to
sit. Sonia placed his hands tight on breast of Bhavna and said,” just keep it tight, you will be
safe. If you sense any danger then press these buttons as hard as possible.”
Bhavna,” you wicked witch, talking dirty.”
Sonia,” enjoy ride lovebirds.”
Kishor blushed and smiled trying to suppress laughter.
Sonia,” Look dad, your hands control button, until you press it bike will not start.” Saying Sonia
entered to her room, she is now more sexually excited, 1
st
watching sexy photoshoot of Kishor in
closed room. She opened 42 inch TV screen, connected it to her pendrive and with full sound
started watching B grade femdom and sissy sex movie with lots of softcore strapon scenes and
female fight scenes. Her fingers massaged her pussy, but she could not get satisfaction that
Nikhil’s tongue provided, really they were amazing.
When Kishor saw nobody near, he pinched Bhavna’s nipple hard and said,” now we may go,
remember what my daughter said, i will follow, if i pinch hard to your nipplesd mean drive fast,
if i massage your breasts slow then go slow, i can reward your good driving if I feel , else for
your bad ride your nipples will be sore, I promise.”
Bhavna,” Ok, Ok, now lets go.”
Bhavna kick started, Kishor started massaging her breasts, Kishor found it difficult to handle his
saree from wind. Bhavna could feel it as he was constantly shifting his hands from her breast to
his saree pallu. Bhavna stopped bike in isolated area. Kishor got down. Bhavna took Kishor’s
saree pallu, opened few blous buttons, inserted pallu in it and closed blouse buttons and tucked it
on his petticoat deep to his panty wrapping his penis with it. Kishor,” never thought wearing
saree is difficult.”
Bhavna,” so I love salwar always, by the way thanks for wearing sarees meant for me.”
Kishor started massagin her breasts gently,” I am happy with your service, let me reward you.”
Kishor picked fingers of Bhavna leading to behind tree. He pulled down pyjama of salwar of
Bhavna and her panty to knees and licked her female pleasure point for good 10 minutes, his face
glittering with female love juice. He then looked at saisfied Bhavna, then again started their bike
ride. Bhavna was thinking how she can get more of this reward from this journeyon road.
Now kishor continued to rub pinch massage Bhavna’s breasts, nipples. Suddenly a small cat was
limping on road. Bhavna carefully stopped bike, helped kitten to reach its other end. Kishor
again led Bhavna to side to road, this time Bhavna herself lowered her kurti, Kishor engaged his
head between Bhavna’s thighs.
Bhavna pulled Kishor’s hands to her breasts and told him to pinch her nipples hard. She enjoyed
both hard pain on nipples which excited her sexual needs and Kishor’s tongue did quality
service. Again both rode to icecream parlour. Bhavna understood as this parlour is situated far
away from city not in main road that too late night, it was empty. The same parlour girl
welcomed them. Bhavna ordered large Baadshah King icecream, girl served them. But it was
late, so she requested them to take packaged one. Bhavna agreed, in cool night they started to
ride. In 1
st
gear Bhavna could feel bullet is not moving smoothly, its tyres feeling heavy, bullet
looks heavy, she checked oil indicator it was half full, no issue. She now got down from her seat
and tried to push it, and found that both tyres are punctured, though it is tubeless tyres but no
puncture shop is open at late night and they are 15 km away from city, so no option.
The parlour girl shut down her shop and came outside her with her bike, she saw punctured
tyres. Parlour girl said there is no one near by, but she can help as she faces several problems
from her bike , she has kept some basic tools for bike repair in icecream shop’s basement along
with ice, boxes, generator. It has light provision so she can repair.Bhavna pushed the bullet to
basement, the girl lighted it, it is a large one with 2 generators, diesel petrol drums in case of
power failure and small look like garage with all facilities.Kishor followed them. Girl opened
box for slywrench, spanners, hammer, mobil and she brought a tub of water and air compressor
hose. Air compressor provides air to keep dust free inside icecream parlour. Girl said she does
not know how to open disc brake as she never rode one having disc brake in front and back also
having heavy chain sprocket.
Bhavna assured she will do it. But her salwar will be soiled, but who bothers in night.
Girl,” Madam, remove your salwar it will be soiled with grease, we are all ladies here.”
Bhavna,” who says we all are ladies, the one in saree is my man, husband.”
Girl,” really I am sorry, by the way your man is most beautiful one i have seen, his saree matches
well, yesterday I also saw one beautiful boy with on egirl coming in same bullet you have ridden,
such nice couples.”
Bhavna,” oho, then you must be talking about my daughter Sonia. She gave me your address.”
Girl,” you both look similar, by the way society needs more biker mom daughter pair like you
and man like your husband, I wish I have one wearing saree mangalsutra for me.”
Bhavna,” yes, you will get definitely.”
Girl,” do not feel any bad, you can remove your salwar not to get soiled, you both wearing
matching dress, so couple’s relationship goal, quite modern. So protect it.”
Bhavna removed her salwar, kurta, bra only remaining in panty. Her large boobs hanging freely,
her body though not muscular but strong fit healthy. Her large black pointed nipples exciting
Kishor, his penis is lifting his petticoat. Bhavna quickly took spanner, slywrench and dspanner. It
is not any small bike, bullet, its wheel is heavy, so are its nuts, bolts, gear assembly of wheels.
Bhavna’s muscle tensed showed her veins and sharp cuts of muscle when she applied force to
loosen the bolts, sweats building on her face, it dripped down on her breast, nipple, belly finally
accumulating on her deep navel like water deposit in well. Sweats overfilled her navel and
running down to wet her panties, slowly her thighs and whole body glowed when sweat drops
reflected in dip light. Her hands moved swiftly stroking slywrench loosening bolts holding
threads. She kept bolts nuts in diesel to lubricate them.
Kishor,” you are like expert mechanic.”
Bhavna,” a woman must be self sufficient, strong and well equipped to protect her and family. I
just observed some, learnt some from shops, youtube and few hands on when you are not in
home at a left over garage on our bike and few of other women’s bike, not for monetary purpose
but for experience confidence and fun. To build something.”
Bhavna picked the wheel in air and rubbed it with her fingers to find a nail pinned to it. She
removed it, aplied gel and tube patches to fix this inside, then applied pressure, definitely the
wheel with full pressure must be 50 kg atleast. She lifted it like a child, Kishor knew why she
could lift him in outing easily. Bhavna dropped the wheel in water filled tub to get satisfied
everything ok, she again fixed it back to bullet, gave a kick start, acceleration and brake checked.
She cleaned the floor and tools. She herself kept them as its place, a tool must return to its place.
Why to cause trouble for girl who is getting late to her home. Bhavna thanked the girl. Kishor
wiped Bhavna’s sweat all over body using saree pallu of his. Bhavna’s body smell now soaked
by his saree, it gave him excitation. Girl left to her home by her bike.
Kishor,” the icecream melted.”
Bhavna,” my body is in heat, may be we use icecream to cool it, by the way I have nice thing to
do with it.”
Saying Bhavna got completely nude and kissed Kishor hard, continuing kissing she made kishor
nude too. She poured molten icecream over her and Kishor’s body. Both started licking each
others body making it clean, specially in each others nipple and breasts. Bhavna poured icecream
on her pussy and Kishor’s throbbing penis. Bhavna standing lifted Kishor on her arms and
inverted him, she held kishor by his torso so that his penis directly on her mouth and her pussy
ditectly on Kishor’s mouth. In this standing inverted 69 position both tongues made slurping
sound to clean off icecream from each other’s love organ. In 20 minutes both ejaculated two
times. Bhavna kissed Kishor mixing both cum in mouth and then each swallowed this mixture of
love juice, really a marriage/ sex of equality. The something happened to Bhavna, she dropped
rest left over icecream on Kishor’s chest and started sucking like child sucks mother, kishor was
excited, his penis again grew, this time Bhavna inserted her pussy to it continuing to mow down
Kishor’s nipples and humping her hips. Blissful sex when Kishor ejaculated in her pussy. Both
sat some time, wore dress. This time Bhavna asked Kishor to drive and she will control him by
pressing button. Kishor wanted but his confidence was too low, he has never ridden his bike long
time ago and bullet like heavy bike never in his lifetime. So he handed keys to his confident wife
and loved to sit back controlling her he loves most.
Meanwhile at Bhavna’s home ,Bullet stopped at their home, it is 2 am in night. Sonia has
masturbated heavily, she was hungry and tired. She did not know how to cook. When both of her
parents arrived she said she was hungry. Even Kishor and Bhavna were too. Both hurried to
kitchen, kishor in saree and Bhavna in salwar. Both bangles busy in cutting vegetables, arranging
dishes. Kishor wanted to pull some ingredient from top shelf, his hands did not reach there.
Bhavna placed one arm on Kishor’s waist and other on his blouse, lifting him up to grab the
bottle, it is a lovely scene, she slowly downed Kishor looking at his eyes and pressing his
nipples.
On ground Kishor tried to open the cap of bottle, he could not. He asked Bhavna to do it, which
she obliged by doing easily. While Kishor tried to move away, Bhavna gave a tight grip hold to
Kishor’s delicate forearm. Kishor gave a soft Awww sound.
Kishor,” BHHHAAVVNAAAAA, please honey leave my arm, the curry will burn, you will
break my delicate arm.”
Bhavna,” do not fool me, I am also cook, 30 minutes till it burns and I have no intention to leave
this soft arm. Try which method you want.”
Kishor tried to pull, but he knew it is futile from strength of his wife who showed her strength
lifting wheel of bullet. He tried to bite to set him free, but Bhavna now using more force, he gave
up. He did a naughty way,by other hand he opened few blouse buttons, showing his aerola,
massaging it and pinching it he made his nipples poke out, he threw some spits on it and started
massaging it, half closing his eyes looked at Bhavna and made soft moaning sound. Bhavna
loosened her grip, Kishor freed his arm and ran to gas stove. He could button his blouse, Bhavna
poured ketch up on his nipples, sucking them.
“Mom, how long will it take.” Hearing footsteps of Sonia, both came to normal state. Kishor
covered his unbutton blouse with saree. Now Bhavna making dough to make roti. Kishor cutting
vegetables.
Sonia,” can I help anything.”
Kishor quickly replied to keep Sonia in kitchen so he can work without sexual advances from his
wife Bhavna,” yes, you clean the utensils and keep them in racks.” He could see naughty
frustration in eyes of Bhavna. Then they had nice roti dal sabji dinner and went to sleep, this time
Kishor’s nipple in Bhavna’s mouth, no compromise.
Next morning Bhavna was busy to prepare lesson plans, she is a curious and interesting teacher.
Besides her sitting her daughter Sonia studying mathematics. Bhavna knew if Sonia will grasp
mathematics easily then for her physics and chemistry basically will be a cup of cake and she
will get good rank. But Sonia’s mind is at different level at Nikhil’s. Bhavna then asked her to
focus what is she teaching. It is made like small classroom with white board, marker, small
library with various books. Bhavna loved to study specially mathematics, thanks to her she
generated easy lucid understandings to Sonia, Bhavna’s target finish math completely in 3 month
before college starts. She is very strict too, once Sonia made mistake she slapped her so hard ,
ofcourse her karate hands are like steel rod she never uses cane or sticks, Sonia got black eyes
for 7 days. Sonia knew it well , so she focused, ofcourse her mother’s teaching was interesting.
Now Sonia busy with set of problems, Bhavna prepared her lesson plans for her class, she was
also building a machine that will demonstrate how fourier series work by set of gear assemblies
each rotating at different speed showing different frequency and a lever interlinking, finally the
shaft attached with a striker paint that draw figure in a paper. It took her 3 month to build.
Bhavna was wearing white salwar suit, no jewellery as per college’s uniform for teachers, for
girls it is white frock, salwar, for teachers white saree blouse else white salwar. No one can wear
gold as it will create jealosy showing a partition of rich and poor in college, also bangles anklets
banned as they make sound creating disturbance in teaching, all will wear sports shoe. Bhavna’s
long hair was open and she kept it dry under fan.
Kishor was preparing food for family, his morning duty is hard specially, he has to clean the
house, prepare breakfast, pack lunch for Bhavna, clean her shoe, did his puja. Now he prepared
tea for Bhavna, wiping his sweats from his saree pallu. He put off gas, poured tea to cup and
walked to study room, he has tucked saree in petticoat showing his fleshy belly and deep navel
and one side of blouse. He saw Bhavna studying one book of Ramanujan. He bent over table to
keep the cup on it, his saree pallu sided, his mangalsutra stuck on his nipple and showed deep
cleavage. Bhavna saw it transfixed on her reader glass, she adjusted it. Kishor then left room
swaying his hips slowly over saree. Bhavna tasted tea and faked it it is not tasting well as it has
no milk.
Bhavna: this tea tastes so bad, give me milk to add. I'm out of milk
Kishor" What type of milk? 2%, skim? Chocolate? Bitches like chocolate I hear.”
Bhavna locked kitchen door and said,” Get down on all fours you stupid cow. Alright. Fine. I'll
milk you myself since you're a such a beautiful sexy male cow, Maybe I can sell your milk to
pay off the hunger of world.”
Bhavna strated sucking one nipple of Kishor downing his blouse, her other hand dipped with
castor oil penetrating Kishor’s sphincter.Kishor’s hardon grew over his panty.Bhavna’s finger
started pushing, her other fingers started playing pingpong with Kishor’s ballsfeeling relax as
she started to massage his prostate. Bhavna’s teeth rubbing nipples.
"Are you going to produce milk, cow?" Bhavna asked.
Kishor moaned while trying to moo. His cock became hard as a rock as Bhavna stroked his
asshole. "That's a good cow. Now it's time for some milk." Bhavna took her hand out of his
asshole. She again pushed her fingers, Pressure started to build up in Kishor’s testicles. She kept
thrusting the finger and biting nipples, a mixture of sensation of pleasure and pain. Bhavna put
tea cup under Kishor’s cocka and precum started dripping into it. Now Bhavna started stroking
Kishor’s penis hard. He was moaning, streams of cum flew into hot tea cup. Kishor exhausted
adjusted his saree, blouse, his blouse hook pushed his Mangalsutra beads to his already sore
nipples, he gave soft moan and cry. He looked at Bhavna who was now tasting his cum mixed
with tea savouring it.
Bhavna,” this is best tea, I want this milk everyday, can you give me.”
Kishor,” yes, but it will be you who will milk me.”
Bhavna nodded , opened kitchen door, Sonia was busy solving problems. Bhavna was pleased
seeing her daughter’s answers. Now clock alarmed 9 am, Kishor served her breakfast, he had
prepared her tiffin. Bhavna took her lesson books, her math model in her vanity. She went to her
bullet gifted by her prodigy daughter. She kept it clean, Kishor and Sonia wave her off, she
started the bullet for her college. It is an intermediate college, girls only, where they teach them
for cracking IIT, medical. Sort of coaching centre for girls but it also holistic as teachers are all
women, all were talented but remained housewives. It has only 30 girls in 3 batch, +2 1
year,
2
nd
year and 1 year preparation. They have 3 teachers physics, chemistry, math. One lady doctor
teaches biology in free time and one writer in magazine teaches English. They give practical,
moreover Bhavna teaches girls bike riding, car driving and karate. college rule is compulsory all
girls must come by bicycle, teachers in motorcycles. On her way Bhavna joined by all teachers in
respective motorcycle, physics and chemistry teacher was in saree and doctor and writer in
salwar like Bhavna. The class was good, girls are more dedicated. It is not like Kishor the
women’s husbands wear saree do cooking, only kishor does, so teachers have to look after their
families, cook , ofcourse they get suport from their in laws, husbands, children. They all agreed
to get such nice in laws where Saasu Maa does cooking, husbands do laundry, Saasur ji take care
of children so they get time to pursue study, do experiments and moreover take their
motorcycles. Specially Saasu Maa support their bike ride and all family love to sit behind them,
feel proud that their Bahu is talented bikers as well as good teachers. Women also do all
housework whenever they get time, in holidays they are ideal Bahu do all work, giving rest to
others. Then discussion shifted to bikes, new models their pro cons and new exam pattern,
questions.
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Kishor got his composure after 1 hour, he walked to kitchen for prepare snacks.now Bhavna
wore her salwar. She adjusted her hairs, she asked Sonia to look after house as she will take her
Dad to late night ride. She wants for icecream. Sonia told her about icecream parlour.Kishor
knew in night no one could recognize him in saree, so safe for outing. Bhavna applied lipstick to
her and Kishor’s lips. Bhavna was wearing blue colour salwar suit, Kishor in yellow saree.
Sonia,” come on you girls, it is modern age, there are couple goals, couple motivations, even
names are mixed. Whereever they go they wear matching dress, matching clothes.”
Kishor,” we are traditional, where love is eternal in pure bliss form.”
Sonia,” but it will add flavour, you are doing for your love.”
Bhavna,” not bad if we try new one, by the way we are not that old.”
Bhavna wore same blue colour designer salwar wih blue colour bangles, she wore mangalsutra
and large bindi with sindur. Kishor wore blue colour saree with blue colour blouse petticoat, blue
colour bangles, same type mangalsutra and bindi with sindur.
Sonia looked at both said,” it is good, but can be better.”
Sonia gave same set of anklets, finger rings and sandals of blue colour. Now you look like
couple in relationship goal. Kishor had made two vonis of his hair, so Sonia made it a bun, she
made a bun of Bhavna, placed gajra on both buns of her parents. She sprayed female scents over
them.
Bhavna,” omg, we are really looking great, our daughter is so lovely.”
Kishor,” yes, she is making us proud.”
Sonia,” it is not my praising night, but for both it is outing night as girls, enjoy.”
Bhavna started her bullet, Sonia helped Kishor to sit one sided, he was unable to hold and how to
sit. Sonia placed his hands tight on breast of Bhavna and said,” just keep it tight, you will be
safe. If you sense any danger then press these buttons as hard as possible.”
Bhavna,” you wicked witch, talking dirty.”
Sonia,” enjoy ride lovebirds.”
Kishor blushed and smiled trying to suppress laughter.
Sonia,” Look dad, your hands control button, until you press it bike will not start.” Saying Sonia
entered to her room, she is now more sexually excited, 1
st
watching sexy photoshoot of Kishor in
closed room. She opened 42 inch TV screen, connected it to her pendrive and with full sound
started watching B grade femdom and sissy sex movie with lots of softcore strapon scenes and
female fight scenes. Her fingers massaged her pussy, but she could not get satisfaction that
Nikhil’s tongue provided, really they were amazing.
When Kishor saw nobody near, he pinched Bhavna’s nipple hard and said,” now we may go,
remember what my daughter said, i will follow, if i pinch hard to your nipplesd mean drive fast,
if i massage your breasts slow then go slow, i can reward your good driving if I feel , else for
your bad ride your nipples will be sore, I promise.”
Bhavna,” Ok, Ok, now lets go.”
Bhavna kick started, Kishor started massaging her breasts, Kishor found it difficult to handle his
saree from wind. Bhavna could feel it as he was constantly shifting his hands from her breast to
his saree pallu. Bhavna stopped bike in isolated area. Kishor got down. Bhavna took Kishor’s
saree pallu, opened few blous buttons, inserted pallu in it and closed blouse buttons and tucked it
on his petticoat deep to his panty wrapping his penis with it. Kishor,” never thought wearing
saree is difficult.”
Bhavna,” so I love salwar always, by the way thanks for wearing sarees meant for me.”
Kishor started massagin her breasts gently,” I am happy with your service, let me reward you.”
Kishor picked fingers of Bhavna leading to behind tree. He pulled down pyjama of salwar of
Bhavna and her panty to knees and licked her female pleasure point for good 10 minutes, his face
glittering with female love juice. He then looked at saisfied Bhavna, then again started their bike
ride. Bhavna was thinking how she can get more of this reward from this journeyon road.
Now kishor continued to rub pinch massage Bhavna’s breasts, nipples. Suddenly a small cat was
limping on road. Bhavna carefully stopped bike, helped kitten to reach its other end. Kishor
again led Bhavna to side to road, this time Bhavna herself lowered her kurti, Kishor engaged his
head between Bhavna’s thighs.
Bhavna pulled Kishor’s hands to her breasts and told him to pinch her nipples hard. She enjoyed
both hard pain on nipples which excited her sexual needs and Kishor’s tongue did quality
service. Again both rode to icecream parlour. Bhavna understood as this parlour is situated far
away from city not in main road that too late night, it was empty. The same parlour girl
welcomed them. Bhavna ordered large Baadshah King icecream, girl served them. But it was
late, so she requested them to take packaged one. Bhavna agreed, in cool night they started to
ride. In 1
st
gear Bhavna could feel bullet is not moving smoothly, its tyres feeling heavy, bullet
looks heavy, she checked oil indicator it was half full, no issue. She now got down from her seat
and tried to push it, and found that both tyres are punctured, though it is tubeless tyres but no
puncture shop is open at late night and they are 15 km away from city, so no option.
The parlour girl shut down her shop and came outside her with her bike, she saw punctured
tyres. Parlour girl said there is no one near by, but she can help as she faces several problems
from her bike , she has kept some basic tools for bike repair in icecream shop’s basement along
with ice, boxes, generator. It has light provision so she can repair.Bhavna pushed the bullet to
basement, the girl lighted it, it is a large one with 2 generators, diesel petrol drums in case of
power failure and small look like garage with all facilities.Kishor followed them. Girl opened
box for slywrench, spanners, hammer, mobil and she brought a tub of water and air compressor
hose. Air compressor provides air to keep dust free inside icecream parlour. Girl said she does
not know how to open disc brake as she never rode one having disc brake in front and back also
having heavy chain sprocket.
Bhavna assured she will do it. But her salwar will be soiled, but who bothers in night.
Girl,” Madam, remove your salwar it will be soiled with grease, we are all ladies here.”
Bhavna,” who says we all are ladies, the one in saree is my man, husband.”
Girl,” really I am sorry, by the way your man is most beautiful one i have seen, his saree matches
well, yesterday I also saw one beautiful boy with on egirl coming in same bullet you have ridden,
such nice couples.”
Bhavna,” oho, then you must be talking about my daughter Sonia. She gave me your address.”
Girl,” you both look similar, by the way society needs more biker mom daughter pair like you
and man like your husband, I wish I have one wearing saree mangalsutra for me.”
Bhavna,” yes, you will get definitely.”
Girl,” do not feel any bad, you can remove your salwar not to get soiled, you both wearing
matching dress, so couple’s relationship goal, quite modern. So protect it.”
Bhavna removed her salwar, kurta, bra only remaining in panty. Her large boobs hanging freely,
her body though not muscular but strong fit healthy. Her large black pointed nipples exciting
Kishor, his penis is lifting his petticoat. Bhavna quickly took spanner, slywrench and dspanner. It
is not any small bike, bullet, its wheel is heavy, so are its nuts, bolts, gear assembly of wheels.
Bhavna’s muscle tensed showed her veins and sharp cuts of muscle when she applied force to
loosen the bolts, sweats building on her face, it dripped down on her breast, nipple, belly finally
accumulating on her deep navel like water deposit in well. Sweats overfilled her navel and
running down to wet her panties, slowly her thighs and whole body glowed when sweat drops
reflected in dip light. Her hands moved swiftly stroking slywrench loosening bolts holding
threads. She kept bolts nuts in diesel to lubricate them.
Kishor,” you are like expert mechanic.”
Bhavna,” a woman must be self sufficient, strong and well equipped to protect her and family. I
just observed some, learnt some from shops, youtube and few hands on when you are not in
home at a left over garage on our bike and few of other women’s bike, not for monetary purpose
but for experience confidence and fun. To build something.”
Bhavna picked the wheel in air and rubbed it with her fingers to find a nail pinned to it. She
removed it, aplied gel and tube patches to fix this inside, then applied pressure, definitely the
wheel with full pressure must be 50 kg atleast. She lifted it like a child, Kishor knew why she
could lift him in outing easily. Bhavna dropped the wheel in water filled tub to get satisfied
everything ok, she again fixed it back to bullet, gave a kick start, acceleration and brake checked.
She cleaned the floor and tools. She herself kept them as its place, a tool must return to its place.
Why to cause trouble for girl who is getting late to her home. Bhavna thanked the girl. Kishor
wiped Bhavna’s sweat all over body using saree pallu of his. Bhavna’s body smell now soaked
by his saree, it gave him excitation. Girl left to her home by her bike.
Kishor,” the icecream melted.”
Bhavna,” my body is in heat, may be we use icecream to cool it, by the way I have nice thing to
do with it.”
Saying Bhavna got completely nude and kissed Kishor hard, continuing kissing she made kishor
nude too. She poured molten icecream over her and Kishor’s body. Both started licking each
others body making it clean, specially in each others nipple and breasts. Bhavna poured icecream
on her pussy and Kishor’s throbbing penis. Bhavna standing lifted Kishor on her arms and
inverted him, she held kishor by his torso so that his penis directly on her mouth and her pussy
ditectly on Kishor’s mouth. In this standing inverted 69 position both tongues made slurping
sound to clean off icecream from each other’s love organ. In 20 minutes both ejaculated two
times. Bhavna kissed Kishor mixing both cum in mouth and then each swallowed this mixture of
love juice, really a marriage/ sex of equality. The something happened to Bhavna, she dropped
rest left over icecream on Kishor’s chest and started sucking like child sucks mother, kishor was
excited, his penis again grew, this time Bhavna inserted her pussy to it continuing to mow down
Kishor’s nipples and humping her hips. Blissful sex when Kishor ejaculated in her pussy. Both
sat some time, wore dress. This time Bhavna asked Kishor to drive and she will control him by
pressing button. Kishor wanted but his confidence was too low, he has never ridden his bike long
time ago and bullet like heavy bike never in his lifetime. So he handed keys to his confident wife
and loved to sit back controlling her he loves most.
Meanwhile at Bhavna’s home ,Bullet stopped at their home, it is 2 am in night. Sonia has
masturbated heavily, she was hungry and tired. She did not know how to cook. When both of her
parents arrived she said she was hungry. Even Kishor and Bhavna were too. Both hurried to
kitchen, kishor in saree and Bhavna in salwar. Both bangles busy in cutting vegetables, arranging
dishes. Kishor wanted to pull some ingredient from top shelf, his hands did not reach there.
Bhavna placed one arm on Kishor’s waist and other on his blouse, lifting him up to grab the
bottle, it is a lovely scene, she slowly downed Kishor looking at his eyes and pressing his
nipples.
On ground Kishor tried to open the cap of bottle, he could not. He asked Bhavna to do it, which
she obliged by doing easily. While Kishor tried to move away, Bhavna gave a tight grip hold to
Kishor’s delicate forearm. Kishor gave a soft Awww sound.
Kishor,” BHHHAAVVNAAAAA, please honey leave my arm, the curry will burn, you will
break my delicate arm.”
Bhavna,” do not fool me, I am also cook, 30 minutes till it burns and I have no intention to leave
this soft arm. Try which method you want.”
Kishor tried to pull, but he knew it is futile from strength of his wife who showed her strength
lifting wheel of bullet. He tried to bite to set him free, but Bhavna now using more force, he gave
up. He did a naughty way,by other hand he opened few blouse buttons, showing his aerola,
massaging it and pinching it he made his nipples poke out, he threw some spits on it and started
massaging it, half closing his eyes looked at Bhavna and made soft moaning sound. Bhavna
loosened her grip, Kishor freed his arm and ran to gas stove. He could button his blouse, Bhavna
poured ketch up on his nipples, sucking them.
“Mom, how long will it take.” Hearing footsteps of Sonia, both came to normal state. Kishor
covered his unbutton blouse with saree. Now Bhavna making dough to make roti. Kishor cutting
vegetables.
Sonia,” can I help anything.”
Kishor quickly replied to keep Sonia in kitchen so he can work without sexual advances from his
wife Bhavna,” yes, you clean the utensils and keep them in racks.” He could see naughty
frustration in eyes of Bhavna. Then they had nice roti dal sabji dinner and went to sleep, this time
Kishor’s nipple in Bhavna’s mouth, no compromise.
Next morning Bhavna was busy to prepare lesson plans, she is a curious and interesting teacher.
Besides her sitting her daughter Sonia studying mathematics. Bhavna knew if Sonia will grasp
mathematics easily then for her physics and chemistry basically will be a cup of cake and she
will get good rank. But Sonia’s mind is at different level at Nikhil’s. Bhavna then asked her to
focus what is she teaching. It is made like small classroom with white board, marker, small
library with various books. Bhavna loved to study specially mathematics, thanks to her she
generated easy lucid understandings to Sonia, Bhavna’s target finish math completely in 3 month
before college starts. She is very strict too, once Sonia made mistake she slapped her so hard ,
ofcourse her karate hands are like steel rod she never uses cane or sticks, Sonia got black eyes
for 7 days. Sonia knew it well , so she focused, ofcourse her mother’s teaching was interesting.
Now Sonia busy with set of problems, Bhavna prepared her lesson plans for her class, she was
also building a machine that will demonstrate how fourier series work by set of gear assemblies
each rotating at different speed showing different frequency and a lever interlinking, finally the
shaft attached with a striker paint that draw figure in a paper. It took her 3 month to build.
Bhavna was wearing white salwar suit, no jewellery as per college’s uniform for teachers, for
girls it is white frock, salwar, for teachers white saree blouse else white salwar. No one can wear
gold as it will create jealosy showing a partition of rich and poor in college, also bangles anklets
banned as they make sound creating disturbance in teaching, all will wear sports shoe. Bhavna’s
long hair was open and she kept it dry under fan.
Kishor was preparing food for family, his morning duty is hard specially, he has to clean the
house, prepare breakfast, pack lunch for Bhavna, clean her shoe, did his puja. Now he prepared
tea for Bhavna, wiping his sweats from his saree pallu. He put off gas, poured tea to cup and
walked to study room, he has tucked saree in petticoat showing his fleshy belly and deep navel
and one side of blouse. He saw Bhavna studying one book of Ramanujan. He bent over table to
keep the cup on it, his saree pallu sided, his mangalsutra stuck on his nipple and showed deep
cleavage. Bhavna saw it transfixed on her reader glass, she adjusted it. Kishor then left room
swaying his hips slowly over saree. Bhavna tasted tea and faked it it is not tasting well as it has
no milk.
Bhavna: this tea tastes so bad, give me milk to add. I'm out of milk
Kishor" What type of milk? 2%, skim? Chocolate? Bitches like chocolate I hear.”
Bhavna locked kitchen door and said,” Get down on all fours you stupid cow. Alright. Fine. I'll
milk you myself since you're a such a beautiful sexy male cow, Maybe I can sell your milk to
pay off the hunger of world.”
Bhavna strated sucking one nipple of Kishor downing his blouse, her other hand dipped with
castor oil penetrating Kishor’s sphincter.Kishor’s hardon grew over his panty.Bhavna’s finger
started pushing, her other fingers started playing pingpong with Kishor’s ballsfeeling relax as
she started to massage his prostate. Bhavna’s teeth rubbing nipples.
"Are you going to produce milk, cow?" Bhavna asked.
Kishor moaned while trying to moo. His cock became hard as a rock as Bhavna stroked his
asshole. "That's a good cow. Now it's time for some milk." Bhavna took her hand out of his
asshole. She again pushed her fingers, Pressure started to build up in Kishor’s testicles. She kept
thrusting the finger and biting nipples, a mixture of sensation of pleasure and pain. Bhavna put
tea cup under Kishor’s cocka and precum started dripping into it. Now Bhavna started stroking
Kishor’s penis hard. He was moaning, streams of cum flew into hot tea cup. Kishor exhausted
adjusted his saree, blouse, his blouse hook pushed his Mangalsutra beads to his already sore
nipples, he gave soft moan and cry. He looked at Bhavna who was now tasting his cum mixed
with tea savouring it.
Bhavna,” this is best tea, I want this milk everyday, can you give me.”
Kishor,” yes, but it will be you who will milk me.”
Bhavna nodded , opened kitchen door, Sonia was busy solving problems. Bhavna was pleased
seeing her daughter’s answers. Now clock alarmed 9 am, Kishor served her breakfast, he had
prepared her tiffin. Bhavna took her lesson books, her math model in her vanity. She went to her
bullet gifted by her prodigy daughter. She kept it clean, Kishor and Sonia wave her off, she
started the bullet for her college. It is an intermediate college, girls only, where they teach them
for cracking IIT, medical. Sort of coaching centre for girls but it also holistic as teachers are all
women, all were talented but remained housewives. It has only 30 girls in 3 batch, +2 1
year,
2
nd
year and 1 year preparation. They have 3 teachers physics, chemistry, math. One lady doctor
teaches biology in free time and one writer in magazine teaches English. They give practical,
moreover Bhavna teaches girls bike riding, car driving and karate. college rule is compulsory all
girls must come by bicycle, teachers in motorcycles. On her way Bhavna joined by all teachers in
respective motorcycle, physics and chemistry teacher was in saree and doctor and writer in
salwar like Bhavna. The class was good, girls are more dedicated. It is not like Kishor the
women’s husbands wear saree do cooking, only kishor does, so teachers have to look after their
families, cook , ofcourse they get suport from their in laws, husbands, children. They all agreed
to get such nice in laws where Saasu Maa does cooking, husbands do laundry, Saasur ji take care
of children so they get time to pursue study, do experiments and moreover take their
motorcycles. Specially Saasu Maa support their bike ride and all family love to sit behind them,
feel proud that their Bahu is talented bikers as well as good teachers. Women also do all
housework whenever they get time, in holidays they are ideal Bahu do all work, giving rest to
others. Then discussion shifted to bikes, new models their pro cons and new exam pattern,
questions.
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