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Chapter 34

Around Midnight, Mumbai :

Pallavi sat on her cushioned chair to admire herself in the mirror. Never in her life she had worn a purely satin nightie that exposed her cleavage sexily. However, in her mind, a jealous aspect of her kept comparing her breasts with Pushpa's bigger ones. She never knew the P.A of her sasuma had such juicy breasts untill the dance performance!

"Hmmmmmmm..................you look sexy in this!" A topless Daksh appeared from behind and nuzzled his wife's cheeks, while Pallavi smiled back and she turned to kiss a small peck on her hunk husband's lips.

"I have a surprise for you!" Daksh smirked and while Pallavi looked back at the mirror, a sparkling heavy diamond pendant surrounded her neck!

Pallavi was awe-struck!

"Liked it?" Daksh kissed a cheek and smiled.

"Oh my gosh Daksh........this looks so expensive!" Pallavi admired the pendant with her black satin nightie, it made her skin glow more somehow.

"Forget about the price, not more pricey than my Bong wife!" Daksh smiled and in the meantime, Pallavi got up and faced him. She opened her mouth to say something, but stopped and turned her eyes the other side.

"Something in your mind madam?" Daksh held his wife's slim but a fine curvy waist and slowly pulled her close to him.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmm.......just thinking of Pushpa! she danced so amazingly!" 

Daksh pecked his wife's lips very softly and cooed...."Did her dance make you so horny?"

"You were so shameless!!" Parvati pouted back with a light playful punch on the hard pec of her husband who then took her to the bed and they sat together. With some exchange of glances, Daksh asked again....."You didn't answer me yet!"

Pallavi sighed and nodded..."Because you were horny too!"

Daksh smiled and made her lie down on the bed, while he slowly got one powerful thigh of his on his wife's satin clad thigh and rubbed on it slowly. All the hunk had was his underwear which didn't hide the major lump inside it and the more the tent poked Pallavi's thigh, the more turned on she became.

"I am horny since morning, but you are not only horny, but jealous!!" 

Daksh cooed and kissed the nape of the neck slowly, sending a sexual shiver inside Pallavi, but she still pouted..."Jealous?"

"Of Pushpa's big melons!!" Daksh winked and kissed the other side of the neck, sending a wicked tickle inside Pallavi who bit her lower lip as if caught red-handed over something. It was actually true that the more Pushpa had thrusted her breasts with the song, the more she had felt some jealousy because her's were just merely round shaped mangoes in comparison.

"Dhatt...nothing like that!!! I am happy with these!" Pallavi thrusted her breasts up towards her husband's eyes and she thrusted in a way that her cleavage was emphasized well enough and Daksh kissed the topmost portion of the cleavage this time, making her moan and held the strong bare back of her husband, making herself inch more and more closer to him now.

"Oh Daksh, are you truly a good lover or is this all sme dream?" Pallavi hissed as Daksh kissed all over the breasts through the satin material and he looped his kisses around the breasts and the neck area, while at times, kissing the lips too.

Pallavi kissed her husband's lips back with equal grace and the dim lights in the room suddenly made her eyes travel along the marvelous herculeon figure of her husband. She ran her long almond nails on the fabulous 17 inched-biceps very very slowly and the slowness had a sensual grasp to it.

A moment of a creepy silence crept in when Pallavi just kept running her fingers on the biceps and triceps of Daksh who admired his wife's long-nailed fingers on his bulges. To Pallavi, the feeling was nothing less than a deep sexual breeze through her body as she realised how strong her husband was. 

Daksh decided to become a bit more naughty in this steamed-up atmosphere and he just laid on top of his wife in silence, allowing her to feel his strong bulges all over his hands. He leaned a bit down and hissed naughtily....

"Feeling sad that you missed me before?" 

Pallavi nodded in a sad gloomy face. She remembered the times when Debosree failed to satisfy her as a man and she sighed as she leaned up and kissed Daksh on the lips once more, pouting.....

"But, glad I found you now!"

Daksh smiled and kissed her back once more, while he decided to add more fire inside his wife through conversations alone. He ran his hand on one satin clad breast and played with the erect nipple in middle, flicking it and adding more fire inside her with his words as well....

"Hmmmmmmmm so sad your unmanly ex-husband is now reduced to a woman who my brother married and guess what?......."

Pallavi felt a wicked current inside her when Debosree was suddenly being brought into the picture through humiliation and added to this fire, was also the flicking of the nipple and she yet she hissed in a husky tone......."w..what?"

"My brother is pleasuring her so well!!!! She must be moaning and biting her lips just like you!! She is so sexy and so delicious Pallavi!! No way she was made to be a man!!! She was made to be the demure woman who deserved a pehelwan like my brother!!!"

Pallavi was ashamed she was getting turned on with this wickedly tempting talk on her ex-husband, but now that Debosree was a complete woman, she felt aroused from Daksh's words and she held him firm with a low moan-voice....

"Daksh! I would have cried all my life if I didn't find you! My ex-husband deserves this life because he was so.........."

"Small and tiny-winy eh?" Daksh winked as he rubbed one bare strong thigh of his on his wife's smooth one through the nightie. The sheer weight of the muscled thigh was enough to make the vulva lips of Pallavi open up slowly along with some sweet discharge of pre-orgasmic liquid!

"I dont want to remember it!" Pallavi cooed, although she was actually experiencing some wicked pangs of kinkiness from the talk.

'C'mmon tell me about it!" Daksh hissed into her ear and licked on the lobe very sensually. The moment his lips touched the ear, she shivered and rubbed her exposed calve on his. By this time, the satin nightie had easily been raised up untill her lower thigh, exposing her lower legs. 

"She didn't deserve to be a man!!! I regret my previous marriage! aah............" 

Pallavi moaned as she felt Daksh opening the robe of her satin nightie and all she had was a purple lacy bra on her upper body. The medium b-cups still looked enticing despite not being very big in size, although Daksh had plans in his mind to make sure his wife evolved in that matter.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmm! okay, now tell me, what do you think about Pushpa's dancing partner?" Daksh kissed the area around the exposed navel of his wife and hissed.

Pallavi bit her lower lip on her sexy flat stomach being kissed and she cooed.... "Uhmmmm.... he was really getting onto her!!!"

Daksh now tongued the navel and he did it in a way as if he was penetrating the small hole with his tongue tip and this act sent wicked sensations inside his wife. 

Daksh now cuddled more to his wife and cooed back... "Hmmmmmmm I am sure Pushpa had fucked him many times!!!!"

"How hmmmmmm aah did you know?" Pallavi hissed back, experiencing more orgasmic tensions as Daksh kissed up and up from the navel, till he reached the lacy bra and this time he nuzzled his nose on the exposed cleavage and murmured back.....

"Because Pushpa recently looks so quenched and fresh and she put on a decent amount of weight too!!"

Pallavi shivered at the last words. The nuzzling of her husband's nose on her cleavage was already enticing her body senses, but the last words from her husband also sent some unknown shivers inside her body and mind at the same time.

"You mean?....." Pallavi hissed, but Daksh interfered and hissed too....

"Yup! That pehelwan is her real life husband! its only recently she got married and she is fucked all night by him!"

"Ohhhhhhh gawd!! That sophisticated P.A...uhhh Pushpa and uh.........aahmm............her husband is such a hunk aahhh!"

"Yes dear! He is an Alpha afterall!" Daksh now opened the buttons of the bra slowly.

Pallavi bit her lip and cooed..."Hmmmmmmmmmm...just like you!" and when she looked down immediately after she breathed the last words, she noticed an angry lump inside the breifs of her husband, poking her exposed thigh. 

"You got me so wet Daksh..........uh lick me down there puhleeezeee!" Pallavi always had a fascination with oral pleasure, and she remembered how graciously her husband had pleasured her vulva and clitoris with his tongue in the morning. 

However, Daksh had his focus on his wife's breasts at the moment, which only had the constraint of that one last button, which his fingers held now.

"Darling, I see two things craving for a lot of attention!"

"Which onees??" Pallavi shivered with her words when that one last button was undone atlast!

The bra opened wide apart leaving the gorgeous b-cup breasts of Pallavi exposed in their open glory and Daksh kissed each globe just above its nipples and purred...."These!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh Daksh!!! you are such a uhmmmmmmm!" Pallavi shivered when her nipples hardened more from the exclusive attention her husband gave to her breasts at this moment.

"Let me promise something to these beautiful precious gems!" Daksh kissed each breast on the topmost portion and hissed.

"Uhmmmm what?" Pallavi enjoyed the attention on her breasts and the way the underneath of her globes were being held by her husband's firm palms.

"I promise to shower these with the blessings of my rugged palms and my naughty lips and may these grow and blossom like Pushpa!"

Daksh now straightaway nibbled the nipples before Pallavi could even react and she hissed in passion as she held the head of her husband firm against her breasts, as he sucked on each more and more and in the meantime, his other hand reached for his briefs and pulled it down untill the hard cock was exposed and it straightaway sneaked inside the lacy nightie, searching for Pallavi's warm wet coven.

"Ah oh Daksh!" Pallavi hissed as the cock reached inside the vulva gates and what then began was a slow smooth fuck from Daksh. Pallavi moaned and wrapped her legs around her husband's firm waist and made sure she added a synced rhythm along with his moves and no longer words were exchanged, because Daksh either feasted on the breasts or the lips with his own. 

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Harsh's room :

In this meantime, Debosree came out of the washroom in her own satin nightie which was Wine red in color. She took her own sweet time in dressing in it, because she did it reluctantly, but what scared her the most was Harsh's wide smiled-reaction on seing her in the nightie.

Harsh looked no less than the bare chested macho hero who looked hot in the dim yellow light of his room. All he had was a silky crimson colored sheet, underneath which, he was totally naked and his cock was already standing all eager to invade.

"Ah, Debosree, you look gorgeous in this color!" Harsh smirked as his cock stood more in girth and length as his eyes scanned the beautiful exposed fair calves of his wife from where the nightie ended. Debosree on the other hand cringed and loathed the attention from her husband, even worse a man! Because, her mind almost shouted to stop the moment and run away somewhere!

"Its a bit too tight!.." Debosree pouted from the inner feminine soul she had developed recently.

"I know dear! its perfect for the curvy body of yours!' Harsh opened his arms wide, gesturing her to come near him. His cock could barely wait to invade, his lips desperate to plant kisses all over his wife's body. 

Debosree for some reason felt some warmth in Harsh's eyes. There was something she wanted to share and open up and therefore just when she sat on the bed and Harsh came near her, he held her hands and was just about to kiss the held palm, untill a sweet-feminine cooe appeared from the bobby.....

"Haa...Harsssh........I........."

"What is it love?" Harsh blinked with warmth in his eyes.

"I.........I don't feel okay with this!" Debosree jerked her hand off, which easily was shoved off because Harsh had loosened his grip for a moment.

"What happened sweetheart?" Harsh inched closer. His heart yearned to know why the beautiful Bengali bobby had a gloomy expression. It didn't suit her beautiful kissable lips at all.

"Harsh!...I..........I still am a man in my mind!!!" Debosree let out and Harsh stopped proceeding towards the lips this time. A sudden silence crept inside the well-filled sensual atmosphere of the room.

"Its just that I feel..............." Debosree continued to pout about how she still had the male mind and how he was Bobbyfied without his own consent and all, but Harsh was blinded with romantic lust for his wife. All he saw was the beautiful slow blink of the big round doe like eyes and the moving of the lips which looked juicy and easily inviting a wet kiss.

"Debosree.............sshhh" Harsh held a finger on the juicy lips of Debosree, stopping her.

Debosree was shocked to know that in this tender moment, all her husband wanted was still to continue with his lusty moves and that is exactly what happened! 

"I dont care about your past! all I know is that I have a beautiful Bengali wife who is arousing me to the highest limit possible!!!"

"Bb..ut..." Debosree whined, but before she could whine any further, her lips were sealed by Harsh who held her firm and the moment his arms touched her satin clad spine, a sexual tremor passed through her and she felt even more angry on herself for feeling so. Slowly, Harsh pulled her further untill he had her in his arms and the moment he did so, his bedsheet clad dick touched the hip of his wife.

"Harsh puhle..........ahmmmmmmmmm" Debosree wanted to object, but her husband already had began showering kisses over her neck.

But unaware of Harsh's actual intentions, Debosree just moaned and made small protests, untill her husband almost grabbed her waist firm and made her lie on her front with a thrash! 

The mighty arms that made Debosree thrash on the bed with her back facing Harsh, almost scared her and she shook with a fright, pouting...."Hh..aarsh...whaaaa...."

Sshhttthhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

The satin nightie was torn from below, making the lovely panty clad bubble ass of Debosree exposed to Harsh who had intentions that took her by surprise!

"Ufff hmmmm Debosreeeee..... don't stop me today!!! I ummm uhmm...makeee love to...mah umm....ah this sexy ass of yours!!"

"HARSH...NNN..OO AAAH!!!" Debosree was already struck with the horror when she felt the knob of her husband's cock enter her asshole and the moment it did proceed further, Harsh began to fuck the ass gently but firmly, enjoying the anal pleasure of his wife, while Debosree couldn't protest because she felt the combination of pleasure and pain at the same time, which only made her moan and moan.

Anyone peeking inside the room could easily see the sight of a wild bull riding his beloved cow and the dim light of the room did focus on the dark tone of Harsh against the fair flesh of Debosree, although the satin nightie was still clad on her body.  While, he banged her ass, he also firmly kneaded her breasts from behind and added some more wet hot kisses around her neck and the cheeks too which were wet with the embarrassed tears of the bobby. 

More than the anal attack, the horrifying fact of a man taking her from behind made Debosree weep in silent tears, but strangely also moan in a wild sexual pleasure at the same time. 

While in the other room, Daksh fucked Pallavi untill he came in gallons and this time, he made sure the potent juices spattered on the sexy flat belly of his wife and some around her breasts. Seeing the tangy potent creamy discharge around her bare parts made Pallavi moan out..."Oh Daksh...." untill she hugged his bare body firm.

The night slowly faded away with two rooms with two diverse sexual atmospheres! 


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Next Morning, Kolkata Airport :

Subosree still remained awed at her mother's stunning attire. While she had worn a normal salwar kameez with a neckline dupatta, it was Promila who looked like a ravishing milf in a way. 

Just when they took their respective seats inside the plane, Promila smacked her glossed lips as she looked into her small mirror. Subosree felt a little irritated, firstly she found her mother being dressed in a colorful saree to be slightly too much because she was a widow at the end of the day and secondly the sudden frivolous nature!

Subosree cooed softly, checking her phone for her mp3 list...

"Maa, that red gloss is a bit too red, dont you think umm?"

Subosree noticed the bright red gloss on Promila's lips and she found her mother a bit changed for some reason.

"Silly! aren't you happy to see me like this? Subu, I am not dead yet! you should be happy to see that I am trying to change things around!"

"And that is also why you also began to eat so much all of a sudden!!!! Maa!! look at this bulge down there!!!"

Now Promila blushed and she had a wicked naughty one this time. She let a long sigh out and wondered how on earth she could explain to her younger daughter about why she suddenly felt the urge, the wicked urge to fatten up slightly. Although, she was never much of a foodie, but whenever the image of the robust Prajakta Kulkarni came to her mind since Debosree and Pallavi's vidaai, the more she suddenly expanded her meals.

"Uhm Subu, I just gained a little and please! most women my age gain a decent amount of weight, its part of the aging process!" Promila cooed in a maternal way, although she did feel a bit weird to say all these things and moreover to notice that very slight waist bulge that peeked out of her saree waistgrip. She then realised that recently she had a bit more of her regular Luchi-torkaris and ofcoarse Fish and Chicken! 

Subosree just made a weird face and looked outside the plane window pane and listened to her songs, while Promila smacked her lips looking into the mirror and kept it back inside her purse and she was just about to take a small nap when suddenly her eyes reached a couple sitting opposite to her. 

Promila noticed it was a mid-forties couple, but there was enough radiancy in their chemistry. The man was a rugged looking man in his late forties probably who was whispering apparently naughty things into his wife's ears, who in her mid forties looked quite radiant with a very curvaceous figure clad in her saree. Her manicured fingers of one palm were held firmly by the strong firm ones of her husband.

Promila looked to the other side now, but her eyes kept gazing at the giggles, the inaudible talks and the strong bond between the husband and the wife. A yearning crept inside her heart to perhaps visualize herself in such a context and the more she did, the more she felt some jolts which she thought had faded away from her life long ago with her husband's death.

Promila suddenly missed Debosree's father a lot and she felt some more jolts inside her when the woman in perticular giggled as her husband whispered things to her.

With a slight frustrated sigh, Promila decided to take a small nap, although her heart was very very eager to meet Pallavi and Debosree! Her sexually frustrated soul stepped aside and her maternal concerns for Debosree in perticular rose up and she prayed in her mind...

"Bhogoban! I hope to see Debu happy.... I know it's hard for him....uhm...I mean her...."

A surprised Promila hid an unexpected devilish smile and blushed with embarrassment that her once son was now a fully fertile married woman and she scolded herself silently in her mind....

"Uff Promi! Live in the reality for god's sake! Debu is married to a man! She is your daughter now!!"

In the meantime, Subosree was ofcoarse audibly engrossed in her songs, but her mind specifically wondered what was going on with Debosree, who was once her dear dadabhai. Her heart still cringed to remember the fact that Debosree was now a woman married to a man. 

Within a few moments, he plane took off atlast and flew towards Mumbai.

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Chapter 35

Next Morning :

"Haila khub zyada asa vat tei! hehe" (She got it hard it seems!)

"Hmmmm mala pan asa vat tei! Khub maage chudas kele teni!) (I also think so. She got fucked well from behind it seems)

"Tenna khoob motha hoil azun hehe!" (Her ass will surely get fatter slowly hehe)

Some crude comments came from the nosey housemaids in perticular and Debosree couldn't face them at all, with her stammering walk. She was dressed in a beautiful red chiffon saree with a maroon backlesss blouse for the grand Reception morning, but her feet and ass ached to walk for long. Such was the anal sex she recieved from Harsh, who smiled and stood besides her. His smile bothered the bobby even more because of the animalistic behavior last night.

"Chee......I am sure they are discussing us! Harsh.....uh it aches so much..." 

Debosree pouted, not getting what the maids discussed in Marathi, but she was sure it was gestured towards her.  But then, what surprised her more was how she spoke to Harsh right now. A current passed her body when she realised how feminine she sounded with her words and she blushed looking down.

"Oh hey Debosree, right?"

Debosree shivered a bit an the unknown strong male voice, but she looked upto see a very strong bulked up man with a reasonable pot belly but a very massive build. He apparently looked like one of those rural Pehelwaans and he sported a typical Maharashtrian moustache in the Khandoba style and his salt pepper hair was neatly combed.

"Oh hey mamu!! what a surprise!" Harsh smiled and hugged the man briefly, who hugged his nephew back and he was none other than Gopal, Prajakta's brother!

Gopal wore a simple kurta pajama which were both white in color and this contrasted well with his dark wheatish tone. Debosree noticed he was as much as a hulkish guy like Harsh and Daksh, perhaps even more bulkier and massive in weight.

"Debosree, ah! Harsh, kiti chaan dhisti hai re! (She is so beautiful Harsh!)

Debosree felt it would be rude to not touch the feet, but Gopal was a straightforward man, he straightaway hugged the bobby and his massive chest made Debosree stirr a bit, making her wonder how strong the man was.

"Arei, forget the feet!! they are dated customs beta. Hug is more authentic, right Harshu?" Gopal smirked.

"Yes mamu, for sure!" Harsh smiled back.

"Where is Dakshu re?" Mohan looked around and then smiled when he saw Daksh step forward with Pallavi, who looked as gorgeous as Debosree in her pink chiffon saree with a purple backless blouse. She looked fresh with a smile and the more Debosree looked at her ex-wife's beautiful pink glossed smile, the more she felt her male mind burning, but a stirr passed her female soul when she felt the firm palm of Harsh on her shoulder.

Debosree was fed up with living in both worlds at the same time, and she just sighed and looked at Pallavi greeting Mohan with a smile.

"Namaste mamaji!" Pallavi smiled and recieved a warm hug from Mohan and she too smelled the musky scent from the man, which was pretty manly. 

Blushing, Pallavi broke the hug and adjusted her saree which apparently showcased her cleavage well and then she rushed to Debosree, eyeing her from top to down with a mischevious smile. 

Debosree hated to assume the reason behind the smile, however Pallavi purred, complimenting he ex-husband...

"Debu, you are looking amazing......but umm....why were you stammering so much?"

Debosree dropped a tricklet of sweat on that question from Pallavi. She blushed deep and it added more beauty to her freshened up face and her red glossed lips pursed against each other. Pallavi had to admit that the glossy red color suited Debosree so much, but she was more eager to know the reason for the stammering and she hid a devilish smile with her manicured pink fingers.

"Uh...........its not what you are thinking!! eeessh!" Debosree murmured with anger towards her ex-wife and was even more enraged to see how the devilish giggle was hid well by her.

In the meantime, inside a grand Rolls Royce, Promila and Subosree sat comfortably and it was Promila who looked outside the window to see Marathi hoardings and Hindi hoardings of Bollywood films and other Advertisements, something so different from the Bengali banners she was used to.

Subosree too looked outside, but her heart was beating somewhat faster in the pursuit of meeting Debosree in perticular. She barely had any empathy or feelings for Pallavi and still considered her nothing less than a ruthless bitch for approving the Bobbyfication of her once-dadabhai!

However, Promila felt an amazing comfort with the cushioned chair of the grand expensive car she was in. She marvelled the sheer richness of the Kulkarnis and suddenly she felt a new side of her coming out!

A side where a greedy deprived woman came out!

Promila remembered the moments when Debosree's father would cut down to minimum budgets and keep her just barely content with things. Now the sudden comfort of the Rolls Royce made her bite her lower lip and she ran her fingers on the cushioned seat and she did it with very dreamy eyes, and this gesture of hers was easily caught by Subosree, who just then decided to open up her heart to her mother at that very moment...

"Maa, ummmm I am just wondering...."

"About what shona?" Promila cooed. Her eyes not having made any contact with her daughter, rather the pupils were busy admiring the interior of the car and her senses enjoying the smooth AC inside.

"Maa, dadabhai........I hope he is oka............"

"SHUBU! HOW MANY TIMES I WILL HAVE TO TELL YOU??" Promila sounded angry this time and her anger almost shook the poor girl and she felt a major thumping pass through her heart.

"Debosree is your didibhai now!!! Why do you keep remembering the past? Uff......why do you keep fueling my heart with more fire of angst?? I have accepted the reality with uh.........so much difficulty!" 

Promila for the few moments really regretted the fact that her son was bobbyfied, but then she changed her tone to her maternal one once more and she touched the hand of her almost terrified daughter....

"Subu, Debu is married to a man now! We will have to accept the awful reality, but it is true.........."

Promila suddenly remembered the bicep bulge of her damaad Harsh and she blushed with a delicious evil feeling inside. Infact, she also remembered Mr Kulkarni who looked manly too, being the father and she had to admit the family had all Masculine hunks. 

"I had forgotten maa..............so...rry....." Subosree mewed and looked outside the window to see the beauty of Mumbai and she forgot about the conversation soon. 

Within the next few moments, the Rolls royce reached the Kulkarni villa and Pushpa was the one to attend both mother and daughter. Promila was surprised to see Pushpa in a traditional Marathi saree getup with a sexy Nathani and she immediately hugged both Promila and Subosree. 

"Welcome!! you both look so beautiful!!" Pushpa purred with a smile and Promila blushed more this time. Subosree sheepishly smiled but she wide-eyed at her mother who blushed like a young budding woman herself and the flattered widow knew she was worth the compliment because of what she wore...

A Lime green chiffon saree with a tangy orange sleevless blouse. Her well curved fair arms welcomed the sunlight beautifully which made a wide circular glow patch on it and she was glad she arranged the audacity to wear a fully colored saree and blouse after a long time.

"Hmmm thank you.........."

"Madam must have insisted right?" Pushpa naughtily smirked.

Promila blushed again on being realised that she submitted so easily to the dominant Mrs Kulkarni and she just managed to nodd like a shy damsel.

"Subosree, right?" Pushpa smiled to the not so amused girl, who just nodded sheepishly. However, then Pushpa turned to Promila once more with a purr...

"Your daughter is ready for her mandap too hmmmm!"

Promila smiled again while Subosree didn't actually like the straight-forward nature of the P.A and was actually amazed to how Pushpa was even comfortable flaunting her cleavage with the pallu aside. More than a P.A or a Host, she looked like some damsel for enticement.

Anyways, Promila and Subosree walked inside the lavish home, followed by Pushpa and both mother and daughter couldn't help but adore the lavishness of the interiors. Golden framed pictures of various Maratha art adorned the wallspaces of the threshold itself and once they both reached inside the lavish hall, the motherly eyes of Promila looked for both Pallavi and Debosree, untill she shivered a bit with a hand on her shoulder. The person was none other than Pallavi and Promila had sparkled her eyes the moment she saw her!

"Palo........shonamuni!" Promila smiled wide very slowly, noticing the glow on the girl's face. A glow which Pallavi never had during her previous marriage!

"Mamuni!!!!" Pallavi almost teary eyed hugged the elderly widow and the hug was a genuine one. The support she had recieved from Promila post-divorce was something Pallavi could never forget and she made sure it was a longer hug and Promila too hugged with full grace.

After the hug broke, Pallavi realised something amazing and she studied the figure of her ex-mother-in-law very carefully. Subosree had no intention to even say a hello to the same woman who left her bobbyfied brother all alone, but the friendly relation of her mother with her ex-boudi made her agitated.

"I wonder how maa forgave her so easily!!! hmmph!" Subosree pouted in her mind.

"Hmmmmmmmm mamuni! You look different!" Pallavi cooed naughtily, noticing the vibrant colored saree on the well curved body of Promila, who blushed sweetly and cooed...."My colored saree?"

"I never saw you wearing such a radiant one before! mamuni, you look gorgeous!!!" Pallavi mewed sweetly and admired the design of the saree and Promila was glad she dared to wear the saree, the compliments from both Pushpa and Pallavi was worth it.

However, just then a small tremor passed Promila when Daksh appeared and touched her feet in respect. The sheer stature and presence of the Maratha hunk almost made the elderly widow shiver a bit and then she touched his head with a small murmur..."God bless you both!"

Daksh stood up straight and held the bare exposed flesh of Pallavi and they both smiled at Promila as a happy couple. Promila smiled too and realised the honest happiness in Pallavi's face and she thought it was quite natural because Daksh clearly seemed to be a sattisfying husband in all means. In the meantime, Subosree got this oppurtunity to study the Herculean frame of Daksh from up-close for the first time and his bicep bulge within his kurta made her awe with a latent lusty delight, but she managed to hide the glow of it on her face, while Daksh then looked at her saali and cooed....

"Subosree, right?"

"Hi.........." Subosree just sheepishly smiled and out of a sudden shyness, avoided eye contact, while Pallavi teased her ex-nanad with a naughty tone......

"Subu!!!! Hmmmmmmmmm thats a gorgeous salwar-kameez!! So good to see you!"

Pallavi wanted to hug, but Subosree resisted and just half-smiled. The radiancy in her ex-boudi's face angered her even more.

"Daksh, isn't she looking lovely?" Pallavi purred gesturing to the young girl.

"Hmmmmmm........for sure! Quite eligible for marriage I must say!" The hunk eyed Subosree from top to down and cooed.

Subosree was shocked at the conversation and she defended herself by pouting......."Uhmm no........I am studing and have no intention to marry now!"

"Dhatt!! the moment you fall in the arms of a sexy hunk, you will forget studies and college!!!! Hey, Daksh, why don't we randomly announce her engagement here? some stud must be ready to wed her who knows......."

Pallavi giggled naughtily while Daksh smiled at the naughty frivolous nature of his wife, while Subosree clenched her fist and was shocked at the awful crude words from Pallavi. She realised the bitchy woman had turned a bit more crude post-marriage to her rich husband and she just made a grimace of a face, pouting... "Please, let me decide that!"

"Oh okaay..........relax Shubu, I was just kidding!! hey, have you met your Debu didi yet?" Pallavi passed a warm normal smile this time, while Subosree nodded in a no and she left the space to look forward to Debosree.

"She is mad at your or something?" Daksh murmured to Pallavi once Subosree left.

"She is just not happy to admit the fact that I divorced my ex-husband only to m....a rr y.........a h.......u n k  ..... like you!"

Daksh added some more spice into the words by his wife........"And that same man is now bobbyfied and married to my brother hmmmmmmmmmm.... is she mad at that fact too?"

Pallavi hated to admit that this frisky talk was turning her on for some reason. She just passed a wicked devilsh smile and admired her diamond ring on her manicured finger and then looked upto her hunk husband with a whisper which brought their lips very close now.....

"I hate it when you humiliate Debu! If she wasn't bobbyfied, would my devar get such a gorgeous wife, hmmmmmm?"

Pallavi used a seductive tone which made Daksh hard immediataly and he wanted to grab her and push her against the wall and strip her off in order to make raw animalistic love to her, but the sanskaari modesty in him made him resist the wild feeling and he just nibbled on his wife's golden earing, with a whisper.....

"Never knew I had such a kinky naughty wife! I love it when you sound so devilishly wicked Pallavi!"

Pallavi had a lusty smile too and she grabbed the firm wrist of Daksh and managed to pull him on to a safe isolated corner and the moment they reached there, she bit her lower lip and cooed.....

"Kiss me!"

"Hmmmmmmm horny already?"

"You turned the boiler on!!! 'Mosh kothakar!! (Bull-like!)

"Mosh?" Daksh raised an eyebrow, while Pallavi caught the sleeves of his kurta and made him lean forward, while she hissed........"It means a Bull!"

Daksh smiled and mashed his lips to his wife's. They kissed with closed eyes, forgetting about the crowd in the house for some moments. However with the spreading of the crowds, they kept the kiss short and returned back to attend the guests. Pallavi however still remained horny inside and she could barely wait to get intimate again! She attended the guests with a smile that assured Daksh that she was happy to be his wife.

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

Meantime :

"Maa........" Debosree uttered the word with a lot of embarrassment. She felt awful in facing her mother and sister in the condition she was in, specially with her hip and ass pain due to the anal ramming by Harsh last night.

"Debu oh.........." Promila hugged Debosree and kissed her forehead with all the maternal love in the world. Even if she was bobbified, she was nevertheless Promila's first dear child!

However Debosree was surprised to see her mother in a colored saree amd blouse and it was certainly odd for her to see her like that after many ears since her father's death, but she didn't mind much, because she was more engrossed in her own emotions.

Right after Promila, Subosree hugged Debosree next and the bobby hugged her sister back. While doing so, the girl was again embarrased to find out the warmth of Debosree's breasts against her own smaller ones. It was hard for her to believe the fact that just some months ago, the bobby had been a fully normal male.

"How are you didibhai??" Subosree still had strong warm feelings for Debosree, being the usual sweet sister.

"I am......okay!" Debosree sheepishly smiled, then she greeted Harsh besides her who touched Promila's feet for blessings and once more, the widow noticed the coupling of the two! She had to again shamelessly admit that the hunk was far superior to Debosree's old male version. Just then, Prajakta herself joined in and she had a good look at her samdhan. Her eyes alone made Promila shiver a bit as she too adored the hefty Maratha woman in her expensive chiffon saree with loads of sparkling Jewelry, consisiting of both gold and diamond!

"So nice to see you atlast Promila!" Prajakta hugged her samdhan and a smiling Promila hugged her back. The moment she hugged the hefty lady, she felt a jolt pass through her own body. The hefty body of Prajakta supported some of the most humongous melons which were far bigger than Promila's own medium sized ones and that too slighty on the saggy side, infact she felt her own breasts squished easily by the Maratha lady's.

Anyway, Promila broke the hug and the very next moment Prajakta held her hand firm, this shook the lady and then she heared... "Promila, come with me, let me introduce you to a special guest of mine!"

Once Promila and Prajakta left, Debosree just wondered how dominating her saans was with her mother, who apparently was quite submissive. But just then, Harsh grabbed her shoulder and made her face him. The hunk studied the beautiful features of his bobby wife.......

Gold Round earings!

A fat dose of sindoor on the maang!

Beautiful dark eye lashes and a pair of lips which only invited long slurpy kisses!

Harsh grabbed the waist straightaway and kissed the cheek without any hesitation. The sudden kiss made Debosree cringe and she insisted....."Harsh please, not infront of all..........."

"Oh Debosree..................how insanely lusty you make me with this beauty of yours! I am so happy to have you!" 

However just then, some more guests came over and Harsh stood still again, while Debosree felt the itch to look for Pallavi and Daksh! Her heart started beating faster in the whole thought of where they could be. She decided to go and look for them, not that she was too bothered about them, but a strange voice inside her insisted her to do so. 

On the other hand, Prajakta took Promila to another corner of the hall where mostly her middle aged-couple friends gossiped and had drinks and meals. The sight of the couples of her own age made Promila feel a little empty untill Prajakta raised her voice to a figure a little afar...

"Over here bhau!!!"

Promila turned to see the person coming towards them and the moment the man stepped ahead with a beaming smile underneath his moostache, a tremor passed the widow!

"Promila, meet my brother Mohan!"

The well built rugged middle aged man smiled and did a traditonal namaste to Promila, who felt a strange breeze pass her body at the mere gaze of the proffesional pehelwaan. 

"Namaste...." The widow could only manage to pout softly. Her gaze crazily magnetized towards the bulked up hefy man who possessed an apparently dominant persona and then he smirked further....

"Praju, your samdhan is very beautiful! I must say"

Promila blushed and wondered what to say. It's been ages she had been complimented by a man, the last time it was her own husband and that too when Debosree was a young child!

Mohan stepped a bit more ahead and scanned his eyes around Promila's body, making her feel slightly uncomfortable, but later he continued to converse...

"Promilaji, I don't see your husband....." 

"She is a widow Mohan!" Prajakta softly mumbled to her brother, but she had a smirk to which Mohan got the clue and his cock throbbed a bit instantly. Promila belonged to his generation and he felt the urge to know her more, but he didn't want to rush. With a smile, he excused himself, while Promila still felt shivers from the mere eyes of the bull like man.

Prajakta noticed the panic and the pout on her samdhan's face and she pinched a small portion of the widow's exposed hip, sending a shiver inside her and she moaned a bit, but then kept silent in embarrassment of letting the small moan out.

"Uff...Promila, relax...you almost moaned like a young budding woman eager to be wedded soon!"

"Dhatt....didi...its not like that!" Promila blushed and looked down, making sure her pallu was properly dbangd on her shoulder. The memory of Mohan's stare still couldn't be erased from her mind and here her own samdhan was teasing her too. 

"It's Tai! Not didi! Should I spank your butt infront of all?" Prajakta jokingly sounded stern and the word 'spank' made Promila feel a tremor pass her body and she apologized like a sweet collegegirl...."Sorry...tai!"

Prajakta enjoyed dominating the Bengali widow and she realised a deep submissive syndrome in her quite easily, but she also knew that these games were to be played with convenience and subtly. Promila sighed and stood still again, wondering her eyes here and there to see if anyone heared the crude comment from Prajakta, but the hefty lady assured her with a touch on the shoulder and then after a blink, she cooed..

"Your daughters are obedient bahus! But Debosree is yet to be more mannered!"

Promila nodded silently with two minds. The first one being empathetic to her bobbyfied son and the second mind of being insulted a bit because she recieved a complaint from her samdhan!

Prajakta added some more spicy dominance by stepping a bit more near to the widow and murmuring in a dark tone....

"Debosree is now married to my younger son and she has to behave like a well mannered wife! A well mannered woman who will serve my son all her life!! You should have spanked and scolded her long back when she returned from the bobby agency!! But anyways....leave it to me!"

Prajakta then sighed and left Promila alone to attend her other friends, leaving the widow to her own random thoughts. The slow insult from Prajakta made her a bit angry on Debosree and she forgot about Mohan for the moment and decided to admonish her bobby daughter gently, sometime later. Just then, she felt another shiver when a random hand touched her shoulder! She looked behind to find a smiling Pushpa.

"Come along, I will show you your guest room!" 

Promila sheepishly smiled and followed the P.A of her samdhan and she awed how the girl had a sway on her backside we she walked ahead. When Promila reached her room, she admired the lavishness of the large bedroom and feeling a bit tired, she laid on the bed with a thought in mind....

"I will have a talk with Debu later on..."

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

Some moments later : 

Subosree realised her guest room was no less than a lavish 5sl star hotel room. She was awed with the beautiful design of the Italian tiles and the rich wallpaper looked amazing on the walls, but what made her more curious was the pictures that were framed on the wall. 

Art Pictures of Strong Maratha men pleasuring semi naked women! Apparently the men resembled the god Khandoba and the women were apparently his wives!

Subosree blinked and studied the amazing muscle defination of the art work and she blushed. She was actually kind of horny from meeting both Harsh and Daksh, because they were the typical Pehelwan types who always made her hot and she would seldom masturbate on such images of men. Infact she easily remembered the Macho Squad magazine all of a sudden, but didn't regret not bringing it, because she currently had a very mischievous smile, when she looked at the pictures.

A horny Subosree wanted to get off after a hectic plane journey, but before she could proceed anywhere after biting her lower lip, the door slammed opened!

Subosree almost felt a sudden shiver pass her when the door opened and Pratiksha walked in. She still had her lavish saree and blouse clad and she walked with grace untill she reached close to the bong girl. Subosree felt a slight discomfort with the sudden entering of the girl, but Pratiksha had a naughty smile and she very well knew Subosree had surely seen the framed pictures on the wall.

"Subu right?" Pratiksha smirked.

"It's Subosree!" Subosree hated the tone from Debosree's nanad.

"But I will call you Subu! Heyyy..we are sisters in a way too right? Your bhayiiyaaa is my bhaaabhi now!!! Hehe.."

Subosree felt embarassed and she wondered what to say. She hated to realise that Pratiksha knew the history of Debosree and what bothered her more was how easily Debosree had immersed in the role of a woman. She remembered how Harsh had held her shoulder and how her ass swayed within the chiffon saree, like any other female!

*SNAP"

"Huh...ohh...ummm" Subosree was snapped back to reality by Pratiksha, who just stood and studied the figure of her bhabhi's sister!

"Hmmmmmmmm.... Maal!" Pratiksha smirked and winked.

"What did you say??" Subosree couldn't believe the audacity of the girl, she was barely acquainted with.

"A maal! Takatak maal! Mast podi ahes tu!!" (A sexy girl you are!)

Subosree didn't understand the Marathi compliment, but the word maal disturbed her and she shrugged and looked to the other side, pouting...

"That was impolite! I need to rest, if you don't mind!!!"

Pratiksha had read the girl's eyes. There was some latent horniness inside Subosree's round big eyes for sure and Debosree's nanad smirked and lightly ran a nail on the bong girl's cheek before leaving the room. However she peeked once more from outside and cooed..."Rest well! We have an important program in the evening!"

Once Pratiksha left the room, Subosree murmured in a bit of rage....

"Oshobbho! Chengra me kothakar!" (Shameless intolerable girl!)

But then Subosree's mental state got back to the peaceful scenario inside the lavish guest room and she sat on her bed with a sigh. No sooner did she sit, she almost immersed in the supremely comfortable matress of the bed and it relaxed her even more. Her kissable pouty lips opened up to murmur a slow silent..."Hmmm wow...."

With another sigh of comfort, the bong girl realised her horny state once more and she glanced naughtily at the framed picture of the nearest wall. The frame belonged to an art work of a man clung to a woman with her legs wrapped around him. The position was quite crude and the cock of the man apparently was lodged well between her thighs. Although it was all an art work, the expressions, the body definition was well captured.

Subosree then laid on the comfortable bed and allowed her head to rest on the lavish big pillow. While she rested, she again looked at the picture and she bit her lip while slowly getting her hand on her kameez clad breasts softly. One thing she noticed about the pictures on the wall, was the fact that the art women had big breasts which were mashed against the chest of their lovers.

The mashed image enticed the horny state of Subosree and she mauled her clothed breasts and her feet cling to each other, with toes curling in lust. She subconsciously looked down to see her hands mauling her own smaller breasts and she burnt with a bit of jealousy to see the bigger ones of the women in the art work around.

But anyways, the tiresome flight journey had made the bong girl want to release all the stress and for a moment, she forgot all about Debosree, her mother, Pallavi and all, and rather she shamelessly focussed on herself and she now got her hands down to cope of a brief feel of her clothed mound which quivered by now. No matter how much she resisted, her mind went back to the image of the two couples...

Pallavi with Daksh and Debosree with Harsh!

A horny Subosree couldn't deny the fact that the hunks looked good with their wives on their side and she felt a kinky tickle down her spine when she visualised both her ex-boudi and her once-dadabhai engrossed with their manly husbands. Specially Debosree!

Subosree felt a devilish wicked enticement in visualising Debosree with Harsh, and what were the possibilities of their sexual chemistry...

Did he pleasure her to the fullest?

Did she resist or submit?

Was she fucked well on the first night?

Did she enjoy submitting to a manly man?

Subosree hated to admit the Bobbyfication of Debosree, but she couldn't deny the visual of her gorgeous didi with Harsh. With a sexy lip bite, the shameless young sister touched herself at various placed softly with the thought of Harsh and Daksh pleasuring their wives, although she could never admit lusty self to Debosree anytime, rather she rubbed and mauled her clothed body in lust with the images of Harsh pleasuring her bobbified brother in all the pleasurable ways possible.

The images in her mind were so wicked, so lusty and so deliciously wrong and yet so insane that Subosree reached a mini orgasm with a low moan and she hugged and sighed with a hand to mouth embarassing reaction. She couldn't believe she came at the mere thought of just seeing Harsh with her didibhai and her wicked subconscious mind yearned to find out more!

However, Subosree soon fell asleep with a quick nap. The minor orgasm was enough to make her immerse in so. 

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

Meantime :

Debosree and Promila were at the balcony where the bobby hugged her mother with small tears in her eyes. Promila just smiled and broke the hug, holding her daughter's hand and then realised how soft the palm was. A shameless voice inside the widow pouted into her mind....

"Debu always had such soft palms.......no way he was the masculine...."

Promila's thought broke when Debosree purred....."maa.... I feel awful..... this is all so insane!!"

Promila brushed a strand of hair from her Bobby son's forehead and kissed a peck on there, murmuring maternally...

"Oh Debu, don't be so disheartened.... You will make me sad! As a mother, I only wish to see you happy beta!"

Debosree wanted to spill out about the pain she faced during the hard anal sex, the awful cunny fucking she recieved from Harsh, but how on earth would she be able to share this with her own mother! She wondered, however the conversation slowly turned darker as Promila sat with Debosree on a large lavish swing on the grand balcony. A small tremor passed the bobby when her mother lifted her chin up and cooed softly...

"Debu, ummm...I don't know how to say this.....but, was he gentle?"

"Maa!!!! I....I can't answer that..." Debosree shivered and felt more embarrassed on being enquired by her mother of all people!

A small memory of Harsh's hard cock entering her wet cunny popped up in the bobby's mind and she bit her lip. Being a woman, Promila understood her child's mind and she sighed with a gasp. A gasp which she let out with the thought that probably Harsh had given Debosree a healthy sexual pleasure for sure, keeping in mind his stature and built.

"Aaha re...eeesshh...did it hurt beta?" Promila was suddenly curious to know how the manly man handled her daughter! At this moment, she realised there was no use of keeping the earlier memories of Debosree as her son! The bobby made facial gestures, walked, moved and sounded so much like any woman!

"Maa.... please....I don't feel....o..okay..." Debosree wanted to change the conversation but Promila was shamelessly curious. Her heart had already skipped beats at the whole idea of a non Bengali man bedding her once son and a strange devilish itch itched her as she wanted to know some more details.

"Cchii Promi, how shameless you are! Making your son uncomfortable like this!!! Uhm...I mean daughter! Eeeshh...are you sex deprived yourself??"

Promila blushed when she realised that perhaps her thoughts were correct, but then she got back to Debosree and touching her creamy soft shoulder once more, the elderly mother cooed...

"Debu, promise me something!"

"W...what maa?" 

"You will never disappoint Harsh! He is your husband now!"

Debosree shivered.."maa.... please stop!"

"I can't shona! I have to accept the reality! You should too! You....eesh I don't know how to say it, but....you never had one like your father!!"

This broke Debosree's heart totally! The shocking comparison of her once male package with her own father sent some uncomfortable unexplainable shivers inside her and her eyes dropped a tiny tear while her beautiful suckable lips opened..."Maa??..."

"Yes Debu! The bobby center had exposed the pictures to me of your.......I realised right then, that you didn't deserve Palo!"

Debosree wanted to run away, far away from this awful world! But her mother explained things so normally that her maternal tone sounded just normal! She realised no matter what, her mother always sounded sensible, but the truth was so bitter!

"But don't worry shona, God has reconsidered his discison and made you a beautiful woman! Uff....you are just the young version of me now!" Promila had to admit that her bobbified son's default soft features progressed easily to that of a woman. With one more peek on the big breasts, Promila naughtily cooed...

"I can see why Harsh was so easily attracted to you shona! Today you have to promise me something with total honesty!"

Promila's maternal tone also sounded stern and an immensely Debosree pouted...."what maa..."

With a hand on Debosree's shoulder and the other on her lap, Promila blinked slowly before pouting out softy...

"You will promise me that you will be a good bahu for the family and perform your wifely duties well! Keep Harsh happy and keep your bond strong with him!"

Debosree had already accepted her new fate, but these words from her own mother sounded so crude and cruel all of a sudden and she shivered with many tiny tremors passing her curvy body. 

"You didn't reply Debu..." Promila looked straight into the eyes. 

"I.....I will try....maa..." Debosree reluctantly pouted, with her heart beating insanely fast for some reason, while Promila added a bit more shiver with her last words in the same maternal tone...

"Thats like a good girl!"

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Chapter 36

Evening - The Reception Event :

"There comes Debosree bhabhi and Pallavi bhabhi!!! Aren't they so eatable?" 

Pratiksha cooed to her sister Falguni, who nodded as she saw the brides appear on the main limelight of the grandly decorated hall. While both sisters were dressed in a royal chanya choli, it was Pallavi and Debosree who looked amazingly enticing in their silky bridal sarees and that too with a similar colored blouse which highlighted their fair polished skin.

The red color of the saree wore by Debosree was well complimented by her red glossy lips, red manicured nails and dark deep eye lashes, while Pallavi had it all in Pink! A glowing pink which she had always liked.

Besides the brides, were their hunk husbands who smiled as the media covered their faces and this event was special because it were to be uploaded in most social media platforms for the whole world to see.

This whole scenario was being witnessed by a surprised Promila and Subosree who looked equally gorgeous and specially Subosree who had worn a saree herself, a simple but still an elegant yellow silk saree with a golden textured blouse, while her mother wore a purple saree of the finest silk in the world. As insisted by her samdhan, she again wore a sleeveless blouse that too of a darker purple combination which contrasted well with her fair tone. But what made her feel very happy was the good amount of jewelry she wore and this was the most she had worn since her marriage.

Subosree adored her own ornaments too which were sparkling with glory and she was amazed at the sheer quantity of ornaments which were simply given so easily to her and her mother by Mrs Kulkarni, who herself looked like the royal queen she was.

A lady arose from the media crowd with a mike on her hand and she proceeded towards the two couples who sat on a royal long sofa together. Both Harsh and Daksh wore a grand suits, making them look like the big shot billionaires they were!

The reporter lady was enticed by the image of the couples she saw. No way she could assume that Debosree was a man before and she was bobbified! Such was the girl's grace and looks and the body was to kill for! But what both Pallavi and Debosree didn't know was the fact that the questionnaire was decided by none other than Mrs Kulkarni herself!

The lady reporter approached a smiling Pallavi and Daksh first, since they were the elder couple!

"Mrs Pallavi Kulkarni! How it feels to be in this grand house and he a bahu here?"

"I never felt so complete before! I am very happy and I have found my Prince charming atlast!" 

Pallavi cooed and held Daksh's bigger palm on hers and her nipples twitched even then when she noticed her pink manicured hands on the rugged brown hand of her husband.

"So tell us how happy you are Mrs Pallavi?" 

"I have never felt so happy before. I felt I found something, someone I deserved!"

Pallavi smiled and looked at her smiling husband, while Debosree felt miserable at those lines, yet she couldn't afford to make a grimace, because she was on limelight afterall with several media people around.

"Hmmmmmmmmm good to know, now Mr Daksh, what do you have to say about your lovely Bong wife?"

Daksh happily replied..."I am glad to find her and I feel so fortunate to have such a graceful beauty besides me!"

Debosree felt a cold sweat creep on her shiny forehead when she realised she was the next one to be interviewed and she wondered with a high beating heart, about what could be asked to her! But at the same time she felt a strange comfort from Harsh's hand on her's. She slowly looked upto him to see a smile with an assuring blink from the hunk and yet that normal stare from him sent shivers inside her.

In the meantime, Promila kept seeing the interview and she felt bad for Debosree somewhere in her heart, but at the same time, she felt happy for Pallavi being so happy in her new marriage. These thoughts kept lingering in her mind untill a musky scent knocked on her nostrils and the lavishly dressed widow turned aside only to gasp a bit!

Standing next to Promila was none other than Mohan, who had a smile and a big glass of aamras in his hand. The sheer presence of the strong Maratha man sent a strange shiver inside her and she adjusted her pallu, even though it was well kept on her shoulder. 

"This is for you Promilaji!" Mohan smirked handing the aamras to her.

"Oh umm thank you Mr Mohan, I am not really thirst....."

"Have it, please. This is a special drink in our tradition!" Mohan still had a smile which was normal, but there was enough mischief in his eyes, which resulted in a gaze that still sent shivers inside Promila and she managed to smile and take the big glass on her hand, as a result of which, her fair light fingers very slightly brushed against the wheatish ones of Mohan which made her gasp very slightly.

"This is a bit too much....." Promila purred, although she still took a sip and both her and Mohan continued to see the interview of Daksh and Pallavi.

"Pallavi, we are all very eager to know when you do plan to go on the family way!"

Pallavi felt a kinky tremor at this sudden unexpected question and her clitoris throbbed a bit deep within the expensive saree she wore. With a brief sigh, she blushed and purred...."No idea....I mean....I haven't thought about it..."

Promila too felt a shiver at this answer of her once-bahu and she looked at Debosree like a mother would when she was upset with her child. Debosree too felt a shiver and she looked down in shame, realising the failure she was once and once she looked down, she realised Harsh's fingers brushing her own manicured ones. The contrast was deeply sexually firey and her feminine mind felt a kinked up shiver, but yet she looked aside in shame.

Meanwhile, Promila sipped some more of the aamras and quite enjoyed its taste, not realising that Mohan now stood behind her, studing the well curved back of his sister's samdhan!

Promila felt a tension in the air as the man stood behind her and Mohan's cock grew instantly when he eyed the curve of the back and then all the way down to the medium sized saggy buttocks. It wasn't too big or broad, but well rounded due to the little amount of weight she put on recently and this was a turn on for the pehelwaan man. His hands yearned to maul the buttocks through the saree material itself and plant kisses on the exposed back area of the widow.

However, just then Promila stepped aside, avoiding the tension furthermore and Mohan too stood still, keeping aside his kinky emotions for the lady. Luckily his back trousers hid his hard-on well and then very politely he just stood besides Promila, who hated to admit the man's presence because she felt some stirrings inside her for some reason, but she now rather focussed ahead on the interview platform and finally it was turn of Harsh and Debosree!

"Debosree Kulkarni! How does it feel to be a bobby? ummm hope its not too personal!"

The moment the question was asked, some ladies gasped and some found it adorable that a man had willingly transformed to live a life of a female. However Debosree despite her discomfort managed to answer....

"Uhmmm.........It was hard at first.............I mean.........I am okay..."

Promila noticed the discomfort on the face of her poor sweet child, but she also shivered when she felt the presence of Mohan and his trouser clad thigh brushing against her saree clad one. An unknown jolt passed her body when his manly whiff continued to disturb her, and yet she looked ahead to see how her bobby son handled the interview.

Hmmmmmmmmm I wont be surprised that you are enjoying your new gender since you are now married to such a hunk! Right?

Subosree hated the crudeness of the interviewer and how the lady put forth her questions with so much ease, while on the other hand her bobby brother barely felt comfortable!

Debosree hesitated.... "I.............I well......ummmm....."

However, Harsh took over from there, surprising Debosree!

"My wife is as much as happy as much as me! I am found heaven with her as my soulmate and I dont care about her past!"

Harsh's words sounded soothing to Debosree's ears for some reason, but she also cringed in her male side of the mind. However, her feminine side found the words very comforting, as any wife would!

The lady continued with a very slight wicked smile on her face...

"That was so very romantic Mr Harsh! since you have taken over behalf of your wife, let me ask you straightaway........when do you plan to bring on a good news for your family?'

This time Debosree felt a shiver of deep embarrassment inside her, while Pallavi smirked briefly, looking at the expression of her ex-husband! In the meantime, Promila was busy in two mindsets, at one, she was witnessing the interview and at the other, she was experiencing a small sexual thrill from Mohan's very subtle touches.

Debosree felt a heartbeat when the question was asked to Harsh, who just smiled at his widest and held her hand even more firmer and then facing the camera, he cooed....

"Very soon!'

The women present out there mewed and purred out their "awes" and "oohs!" and some even looked at their husbands with a shy smile, as if wanting eagerly to be in Debosree's sandals!

In the meantime, Mohan at that very moment whispered into Promila's nearest ear...."Promilaji, dont worry...... your son was bobbified for the good!"

Promila was shocked and she turned to see Mohan still smiling. She didn't know the fact that Prajakta had shared everything about Debosree's past to her brother already. Somehow the surprised widow blinked and wondered what she could say! The presence of the manly man was making her more nervous and yet she mewed.... "Oh.....its actually.....it happened.....sudden..."

"Thats okay Promilaji, nobody can even remotely guess that Debosree dear was a man before! She is so gorgeous..........umm just like you!"

Promila felt a 'aha' beat inside her heart and for some reason her nipples erected a bit at this unexpected compliment from the burly strong man next to her. She also knew that Mohan's eyes were naughtily scanning her body up and down and this made her shiver even more and she wished she had clad a more simpler saree, instead of the pricey glamarous one, but it was too late.

In the meantime, the interview was over and the audience clapped for the two couples once more. Pallavi smiled and looked at Daksh with a slow seductive blink, while Harsh passed a naughtier smile to Debosree and she felt a major heartbeat, knowing very well that her husband would again play the role of an invader once more, at night!

"And now for some ramp walking, ladies and gentlemen!" 

The voice sounded familiar and both Pallavi and Debosree looked ahead to see none other than Pushpa step ahead on the main arena with a mike on her hand. She looked dazzling in her own lavish saree with a sleeveless backless blouse that complimented her own figure quite well.

Pushpa swayed her hips to the couple and cooed...."Common now you all!"

Daksh and Harsh smiled when they stood up and then forwarded a hand to their respective wives, who got up too, with Debosree getting up the slowest. She realised in horror that she will have to ramp walk with Harsh for the whole world to see and enjoy.

Promila wanted to genuinely comfort Debosree. She felt a yearning to politely scold her bobby son to accept her role as a woman and a wicked side of her even wanted to scold her and admonish her on the fact that she only deserved to be a feminine woman and no way was she as much as a man as Harsh or Daksh or even their uncle Mohan. 

Promila suddenly blushed when she realised she suddenly thought of Mohan, although they barely had been acquainted, but there was something about the manly Marathi man besides her, that made her feel a bit weak inside and she still felt shivers, even though he was not talking to her now. 

However, on the other side where Subosree stood, a naughty Pratiksha walked upto her and decided to add some more teasing to the already tensed girl, who clearly felt a bit bad for her 'didibhai'!

"Hmmmmm how gorgeous Debosree bhabhi looks!! No way one could believe she was a man before!!" 

Hearing the frisky tone of Pratiksha, Subosree tried to ignore her and just sipped on her soft drink, not bothering to answer back.

"Okay..... but ummmm..... you have to agree that your brother...oops I mean, my bhabhi looks so good, like a heroine!!" 

Pratiksha naughtily cooed and smacked the elbow of Subosree with her own and slowly left the space, leaving an angry Subosree with enraged eyes for the girl. But, she had to admit that the sight of Debosree with Harsh was so natural as if her brother undergoing the bobby operation was something he deserved!

"Oh my.....they look....good.."

Cooed a dark naughty side inside Subosree that also made her blush with awe as she finally saw the ramp walk begin and she had to gulp in the reality of seeing a smiling Pallavi sway and walk with a hand on her husband's, while Debosree's hand was held firm by Harsh, as they walked. The ramp portion of the arena had turned blue-greenish in terms of lighting, making the atmosphere resemble an actual modelling-ramp platform.

Subosree and Promila both noticed the tiny details on the couples as they ramp walked! The song "Huzur Huzurewala..." From Page 3 played in the background, making the chemistry look more enticing as they walked back to the point from where they started. Both mother and daughter noticed certain things with an awe....

The smile on Pallavi's radiant happy face!

The sway of Debosree's saree clad hips!

The contrast of the big firm brown hands on the fair manicured ones!

Debosree's soft palm held firmly by Harsh!

The round big eyes of Debosree full of fear and a latent thrill at the same time. So typical of a recently married woman!

Both Subosree and Promila noticed all these things and deep inside their hearts, they had to admit that Debosree was now a totally normal woman! No way was she anything even remotely close to what she was in the past!

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

Late at night :

After the reception event and chit chats and meals and giggles and gossips, the couples reached their respective rooms where a deep intimate atmosphere was already forming. A naked Daksh stood looking at his grand mirror while Pallavi walked upto him just wrapped in a white satin sheet. With a small sigh, she went around him and studied how she looked in the mirror when she did so.

"The interview turned you on right?" Daksh cooed with a smile as his horny wife ran her long nails all over his biceps and triceps in a soothing seductive way.

"Mmhmmmm! I am more scared now!" Pallavi hissed as she mashed her breasts against the strong back of her husband.

"Why so?" Daksh placed his palm on the softer one of his wife's which was placed on his strong chest. 

"My invader will now ravage me all night untill I become the mother of his child!" Pallavi hissed very sexually as she was turned on at the idea of being a mother atlast and that too with the child of an alpha male.

"Correction! Not child, Children!" Daksh hissed and turned to face his wife. His cock rose up and made a small pre semen patch on the front of her satin sheet which covered her quivering mound.

"Daksh uh.....no...Daksh! I am not a....ummm..." Pallavi shivered with her own words while Daksh stopped her lips with his finger and murmured....

"Yes you are! You are a baby making machine! I didn't just marry you, but your breasts, eyes, lips and that cunny belongs to me! I own you! You will make me happy and be happy yourself! Pallavi forget who you were! Embrace who you are now! Breathe free, have sex and get lazier and fatter! I don't mind weightlifting you every morning!!"

Pallavi breathed her longest this time. She was shamelessly turned on by the words of her hunk husband and she realised immense quantity of juices flowing down on her thighs from her wide open cunny. The labia was so wet that it only and only deserved a hard cock ramming and nothing else.

"Daksh...oh Daksh, is this a dream??" Pallavi wanted to cry. She wanted to scream aloud and tell the world that this is what she deserved! She infact cringed her past life with Debosree at this moment, but her thoughts were shaken with a sudden moan from her lips when Daksh yanked the satin sheet off her body in a quick pace and cooed..."No! A reality!"

Now Pallavi was as naked as her husband and the big fat cock had its crownhead poking the very wet entrance quite convininently now. With a bite on the lower lip, Pallavi looked down to see the angry black cock of her chocolate toned husband eager to get inside her cunny, her well shaven cunny!

"Someone is very eager hmmmmmm!" Pallavi hissed as she ran her nails on the veiny surface of the cock.

"Eager to get inside you!!!" Daksh hissed with a grunt. He wanted to bang his wife badly now.

"Hmmmmmm and?" Pallavi mewed as she collected some of the pre-cum from the slithole of the cock and rubbed it around her nails, admiring it's potential potency.

"Plant dozens of babies inside!!" Daksh winked and grabbed the soft shoulders of his wife. The moment he grabbed her shoulders, Pallavi blushed because of some little amount of meat she had gained on her shoulders recently and for sometime Daksh kept mauling the little flesh out there, turning her on further.

From the shoulders, Daksh now reached below to the arms which had also turned slightly fleshy and when the slight fat over there was mauled too, Pallavi closed her eyes and bit her lower lip again. Now from the arms, very seductively the hunk traced his fingers along each pore of the flesh of his wife untill he reached the two gorgeous breasts. 

"You were jealous of Pushpa's bigger breasts right?" Daksh ppneaded the mangoes very very soothingly, enjoying each pore of the rounded goodies.

"Mmmhmmmmm.." Pallavi just hissed because of the amazing goosebumps she recieved from her breasts being massaged by the pair of very manly hands. Just then she shivered more when Daksh got his face closer to hers and then with some more intense kneading, he cooed...

"I promise to make these bigger and rounder! Let the whole world burn with jealousy when they see the wife of Daksh Kulkarni! I will fuck you all night and make you the lazy privileged sexy voluptuous housewife you deserve to be!"

A tiny line of tear dropped from Pallavi's eye and she hugged her husband firm and eventually she was thrown on the bed and Daksh climbed on top immediately to begin a slow hot ramming into her cunny gates which gradually turned into a fierce fucking where only groans and moans could be heared to all and sundry!

The more the big fat cock pumped in and out, the more Pallavi moaned her hunk husband's name out and wrapped her legs around his strong ass. 

In the meantime, Debosree held the pillow firm because her curvy ass was being ravaged by Harsh again and again, and he was more intimate then before for some reason! 

Debosree's back was full of bite marks and her eyes watery with tears as Harsh pumped his cock in and out of her ass and she very well knew it was not enough because her husband was turned on with his commitment to the media about getting her pregnant. Although Harsh was eager to hump the cunny of his Bobby wife, but her ass somehow enticed him more.

"Harsh....stop..aah....ahh....no more please!!!" Debosree was pleading the lines for the last five minutes but Harsh couldn't get his fill of the well rounded fair ass! What made Debosree more submissive was the promise she had given her mother. The more Harsh banged her ass, the more she hallucinated a smiling image of Promila giving a light maternal smile and pouting..."My sweet Debu!"

The whole imaginary image of her mother witnessing the ass banging made Debosree shiver more and she felt herself bumping her own ass back for more encouragement to Harsh, who happily realised his wife wanting more and in his sheer sweaty condition, the man smiled and banged the ass for some more time, this time making the bobby moan more in a combination of pain and pleasure.

Atlast in some moments, Harsh took out his cock out of the asshole and by this time his musky scent became more strong because of the sweat his body produced and it disturbed Debosree because she felt more submissive because of the manly stench! Such was the manly masculine aura of her husband that she almost felt that she was useless back as a man and perhaps she deserved to be a woman only.

"Debosree....I can't wait to get you pregnant!!! Bear my children!!! Aaaah...where is the ummm aaahh here it is!!"

A sweaty Harsh kissed the cheek of Debosree, which were pretty wet with tears of submission and embarrassment and then inserted his eager fat cock into the cunny, making the bobby panic a bit, but then somehow the cunny fucking proved to be far less painful than her ass being ravaged. Luckily her gates had been wide opened long back itself during the suhagraat and therefore, the fucking of her wet coven pleasured her, but still the discomfort in her male mind remained.

While Harsh fucked Debosree from behind, he also planted kisses on the curvy back and even licked the earlobes one after the other, making the bobby moan and also agitating her, while she held the pillow firm with her fingers and allowed her husband to have his way with her. Now that she had promised her mother, some more submissiveness added into her and she allowed the cock to pump in and out untill the hunk groaned like a beast and shooted gallons of potent thick semen straightaway into the hole. 

A last drop of tear escaped Debosree's eyes as she realised the sheer amount of semen inside her well fucked cunny, while Harsh enveloped her well and added more kisses on her neck and back.

While on the other hand, Daksh had pumped enough semen inside Pallavi, who moaned one last time before wrapping her self with her husband and kissing his lips one last time before they drifted to a deep satisfying sleep.

[Mintu08]

A very happy new year to all my dear readers! :)

Be tuned.

[Mintu08]

Chapter 37

Next morning, Guest House : 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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In the meantime :

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Meanwhile :

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


During the same moment :

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Meantime :

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

...........


Meanwhile, at the House Gym :

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Come on yank it down!!!" 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But, alas, it was too late!

"Uuuurrgghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh taaaake ittt alllllllllllllll Pallavvviiii!!!!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Go on Debu, its okay!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"She will be okay too...."

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A wholehearted thank you to all my readers for giving so much love to the story :)

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Chapter 38

Around Evening :

Promila and Subosree were unaware of whatever happened at the gym, because currently Mohan was taking them both to the famous Juhu Beach! Both mother and daughter sat behind, enjoying the chilly breezes of the Mumbai evening and along with it, Mohan also showed them various houses of Bollywood stars as he drove on.

"Interesting uncle..........wow, I mean Mannat is so beautiful! Right maa?" Subosree got easily carried away by the glitz and glamor of the city and Promila too nodded sheepishly. She had her hair tied in a bun and the saree she wore was a simple one with a faint yellow color, including the blouse which was surprisingly sleevless. Infact, the young girl did find the blouse to be revealing, keeping in mind the slightly fleshy arms of her mother, but infront of Mohan, she had to murmur carefully.....

"Maa, I can almost see your armpit hair! eesh.... why this blouse?" 

Promila didn't want to admit to her younger daughter that she deliberately did so for some amount of attention from the strong Marathi man who was smiling and driving all along. How could she admit, she wondered. But, for now, she rather maternally admonished Subosree softly.....

"Uff Subu! your maa is fine with this blouse!! You are interfering a bit too much young lady! I am your mother!"

"Uh okay.......ma relax!" Subosree didn't like the moment her mother sounded suddenly aggressive, which she had become recently, for some reason or the other, which she wasn't aware of. But what also disturbed her was the fact that Promila had worn a dim red gloss on her lips, which wasn't bright enough, but certainly added some juiciness to her lips. 

"Maa even started applying glosses hmmmmmmmm..." Subosree wondered and then noticed something to her surprise, rather an 'awed' surprise! She noticed Mohan stealing frisky glanced from the up-rearview mirror and even though the young girl couldn't make out his smile, she surely saw some apparent lust in his eyes. It startled her, but still she bit her lip and kept quiet.

On the other hand, Mohan being the friendly easy-to-get-along man he was, began to converse freely with both mother and daughter......

"Subosree, Promilaji, you will enjoy the beautiful beach we are about to reach soon! If you haven't been to Juhu, you haven't seen Mumbai yet! They say"

"Oh I see...........I have umm heared about it for sure!" Promila cooed politely and she felt wicked shivers when she smelt the musky scent of the man once more like the other day and she blushed even more, keeping in mind the fact that she had glossed her lips and had worn a sleevless blouse. Somehow the combination of all three made Promila quiver a bit between her thighs, but she ignored and sat still.

"By the way, I hope my sister is being a good host to you both!" Mohan smiled and still shamelessly kept his eyes fixed on the gloss of Promila's lips and his eyes didn't just stop there, but also descended down to see the fluffy cheeks and then the nice golden earings that almost made him yearn to kiss and lick those ears and his lump immediately formed in his trousers. He was relieved of the fact that neither Subosree nor her mother could see the lump. 

"Oh umm yes she is............ quite a lot of care indeed!" Promila cooed and recollected the moments of Maalti's massage and how soothing it made her feel inside. But what made her feel a bit shameful was how Debosree was casually and silently humiliated in the whole conversation and how she allowed the maid to to do so. But, the words couldn't be denied. Such was the awful truth!

"Good to know!" Mohan smiled and eventually they reached Juhu Beach atlast!

The evening was a calm breezy one and usually at this time, couples wondered around. Promila got down the car with her daughter and greeted the soothing breezy beach with a warm smile, while Subosree found the beach to be quite a delightful place. All three went inside and Mohan insisted on a treat immediately...

"You both must try the famous 'Vada Pav' here!" The burly man smiled. His dark wheatish tone contrasted well with the white full sleeve tshirt he wore, while Subosree kind of loathed the way he looked at her mother. His eyes had that unambiguous mischief for sure.

"Uh.......oh....never heared of it!" Promila purred. She noticed people around taking chillies by default on their plates and usually being a Bengali, she hated too much spice.

"Try it out! You will love it!" Mohan smiled wickedly and soon he passed on two plates of two Jumbo vadapav dipped with Kolahpuri chatni which was usually spicy. 

"Ssssssshhh uhhhhfff............o maa go!" Promila bit on her first vada pav and found it quite spicy, while Subosree too found it spicy as well and she made a 'ssssssssssssss' hissing sound too. Mohan giggled at this and smirked.........."Relax, spice is the passion of Maharashtrians!"

Promila noticed the glare the man had when he uttered 'spice' and she kind of made sure her pallu was dbangd well, gladly realising that she had pinned it well with her blouse. This was not the first time that Mohan's stare made her feel a bit nervous for some reason.

Promila and Subosree found the snack to be a spicy one, but then immediately after that, all three went for a soda juice which again soothed both mother and daughter. At this precise moment, Mohan noticed how the glossy lips of Promila pursed to suck the juice from the straw and the more she slurped, the more his cock stirred and he almost wanted to yank it out and calm it, but then he was mature and patient enough to wait for the right moment to come.

Just right then, All three went for a brief walk towards the sea-shore, while Subosree felt the need to be on her own, than being amongst the middle-ageds. She politely excused herself and Mohan allowed her to be on her own with a smile, while Promila admonished politely...

"Don't go too far, be nearby only Subu!"

"Okay maa!" Subosree nodded with a sigh and excused herself, while for a brief moment she turned back to see Mohan chit chatting with Promila and the two walked almost like long-lost friends. This was the first time the girl saw her mother being so close to a man, since her father's death and for some reason, Mohan's company to her mother disturbed her slightly, but then the breeze made her open air blow up, making her curious to take a further walk.

While walking, Subosree took in the sight of every and single thing around her. Be it some kids playing, couples sharing a kiss or a snack or even the waves of the sea. These sights along with a soothing breezy air was something the young girl enjoyed and not only her hair, but even her dupatta blew to and fro with a rhythm untill it swiftly shifted from her body and flew away.

"Heyyyyy uhhhh oh no!" Subosree ran after the dupatta untill she realised with a gasp that the dupatta stuck to the face of a young man! Not just young, but quite a hunk to be frankly described. The man was just wearing a tight-tshirt and shorts, which quite easily highlighting his well muscled body and the tone was ofcoarse a bit darker which loathed Subosree a bit, but she was kind of taken back by the sharp features of the face, once the dupatta was on his hand. 

"So this is yours hmmm?" The young man passed a charming smiled.

"Umm yes, can I have it back please? Subosree forwarded her hand and she wanted to just flee off as soon as possible.

The man smiled and passed the dupatta to the bong girl and then he forwarded his firm hand.........."Hi, Tejas!"

"Oh ummm Hi, Subosree!" The girl just passed a normal expression and refrained from the handshake. However, Tejas kept smiling and studied the figure of the bong girl well within her salwar kameez, while raising an eyebrow........"Subo..sree? Wait, the name sounds different!" 

'Um.....I am from Kolkata!" Subosree somehow allowed the conversation to take place further. The young man, perhaps only a little older to her, had a charming clean shaven face which suddenly gripped her attention well, but somehow his eyes had a mischief which she didn't like and just then, she excused herself....."I have to go bye........." 

Subosree didn't wait for a response from Tejas and she turned around, adjusting her hair and the moment she walked ahead, Tejas studied the slim but well defined curves within the salwar kameez itself and then, he raised a voice, stopping her by surprise...

"Ummmm hope to see you again!!"

Subosree just looked behind for a moment and then looked front again, not bothering to reply or not even pass a smile. But Tejas had a feeling deep inside that he might stumble upon her someday again. 

Meanwhile, Promila and Mohan were on their own little world with brief conversation and some random eye contacts. Just then, Mohan's words made Promila stop and look at him with intense eyes..

"Promila ji, to really feel the cool breezes, you can free your hair! umm just a suggestion!"

"Uhm.............oh Mohan ji.......its just that, I haven't done it for a long time........" Promila hesitated a bit, but a shiver passed her body when the pehelwaan like man touched her palm softly and smiled further, gazing deep into her eyes......

"Its alright, you will like it...........trust me!"

Mohan's presence and his words suddenly began to fill in the void that was there in Promila's life since her husband's death and while she felt a bit nervous, her insides began to be enticed for that very reason as well. She shyly looked at Mohan again, who blinked softly...."Go on..."

That was all required! The assurance from Mohan made Promila untie her hair gurd and free her long hair and the moment the hair flew and rested all the way against her spine, the Juhu breezes enticed her senses even more and she sighed with some relaxation.

"Thats the spirit!" Mohan smiled and with a blush on the cheeks, Promila began to take further walk with the man and by now, his musky scent didn't bother her much strangely.

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In the meantime, at home :

Debosree was lying on her bed with the memories of the incidents that happened in her life since her bobbyfication. At this point, she stil looked gorgeous even in her thinking state as her saree was slightly curled up untill her knees and then the deep breaths she took made the breasts heave up and down within the blouse itself. She looked up at the fast revolving fan and loathed the memory of the forced blowjob in the gym. 

Also, visions of Pallavi's smirking during her blowjob added more fuel to the fire in Debosree's mental wound. The bobby grabbed onto the sheets with angry fists as she remembered how Pallavi enjoyed blowing Daksh in the most sensual kinky way possible. Not to mention, the musky manly sweaty stench that filled the whole gym atmosphere!

"Eeeessh..... is this really happening in real with me?? Oh bhogoban!!" 

But somewhere inside the Bobby, there was this strange acceptance of the feminine feelings. Small visions of the sight of Harsh's big cock and his strong thighs came into her mind and it made her a bit weak inside. With disgust in her heart and cringe on her face, she ran her long nailed fingers on the area just above her cunny. 

Debosree did this untill the very same hand raised up to just beneath her breasts and then she stopped in horror!

"No!!...no way!!!! Uhhhh feelings for a man!!! Uhhh noo!!'

Debosree grabbed the pillow and weeped a bit, untill her eyes reached the wall frame. It was a picture framed in gold and it belonged to her and Harsh in their wedding outfits. She immediately diverted her eyes from that picture and cried even more, but briefly. What bothered her more was the weight of her big breasts and the deep coven between her thighs which always stirred with sexual delight when Harsh approached her.  All though, it was only her male mind that protested.

The bobby sniffed some more tears of embarrassment untill her phone buzzed, but she didn't respond, and then it buzzed again, and again untill she checked it immediately out of curiosity and with a sigh!

Debosree looked into the phone and she read a "sorry" message from Harsh, but along with that word, was attached a small animation clip, which made Debosree curious and she sighed briefly before clicking on the vid. 

The Animation clip was of a grumpy gloomy girl and then a man's face pops up pasing many cartoon kisses to her and this very clip from Harsh made Debosree even more cringed and she just shoved aside the phone with lying on the bed with the pillow stuffed to her breasts. However, just then Maati entered the room, almost scaring the booby!

"Aga bai! It's just me. Relax choti bahu!" The hefty maid smiled and kept a tray of tea on the bed, along with some rich creamy cookies. 

"Can I ask something?" Maalti cooed.

"Uh....what?" Debosree adjusted her pallu and sat straight. But the mischievous maid had already guessed the fact that the bobby had been in tears for quite some time and she even knew why.

"Choti bahu, Harsh baba and you make such a nice pair! He must be taking good care of you!" Maalti smiled and poured the tea inside the cup. The sight of the tea being poured inside the cup made the bobby remember the obscene moment when Harsh ejaculated inside the mil cup and this made her cringe again and erase the awful scene from her mind. However, she also noticed many cookies on the plate and that too very rich creamy sweetened ones.

"Uh.......thats a lot Maalti bai! uh.............I can't have that much!!!" Debosree pouted.

'Aga bai!!!! I thought after spending so many steamy nights with your husband, You are ought to get only hungry day by day and enjoy munching on some sweety goodies!" Maalti purred with a hand on her hefty hip. Her sarcastic expression sent some strange shivers inside the bobby, but the biggest shiver was yet to come!

Maalti now forwarded the cup of tea towards Debosree and cooed again.......'Your aai is such a sweet soul!!! She confessed to me about how relieved she is that you are an 'aurat' now!!"

"UH..........Wait............you uhh.......oh god!!! Maalti bai!! please, you may go now!!!" Debosree didn't like the fact that her mother shared the details with even a mere maid, but Maalti purred once more before leaving........ 

"Choti bahu, don't worry! you should be happy you got a re-birth!! Aga bai, your beauty can make any man crazy!!"

Maalti smiled and left the room with an elephantine sway on her broad saree clad hips, while these words emasculated Debosree's male mind even more and she dropped a thick droplet of tear from one of her beautiful round eyes. The bobby hugged the pillow with her curvy body in a defeated submissive way, remembering the promise her mother asked from her....

"Promise me Debu, you will be a good wife to Harsh!"

Remembering the promise from Promila, made Debosree shockingly realise a small quiver inside her heart and between her legs and in sheer shock she wondered.....

"Ei bhogobaan..........am I mentally transforming too? uhh........oh"

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Meanwhile, at Juhu beach :

While Subosree was enjoying her own space, Mohan and Promila took a brief walk along the shore and the widow felt a new thrill in keeping her greying black long hair all open for the soft breeze to come and blow it. Besides her, Mohan too admired the beauty of the sea with the breezes and along with it, the beautiful company he had.

Promila too was aware of the fact that Mohan's presence brought some thrill to her life by now. The surrounding in the beach also has couples running, kissing each other, playing with the waves and these views made her feel some yearning deep inside her body and just then besides her feet, a wave almost roared, which made Promila suddenly cling to Mohan and the man shamelessly grabbed the exposed portion of the waist, comforting her.

"Uhh ahm..Mohan ji..... sorry!" Promila blushed in suddenly clinging to the burly man, who didn't mind one single bit as he held her firm and this was the moment when they both eyed each other intensely all of a sudden. Mohan had a latent lust in his eyes which didn't go unnoticed by Promila, who too felt an intense heartbeat at the sight of his big dark wheatish hands gripping her fair exposed waist flesh firm.

"Promilaji I didn't mind....just relax. The waves keep coming here! The sea is a frivolous one!" Mohan smiled and then he added after a sigh...."But I must say one thing! Infact compliment you..."

Promila shamelessly realised she didn't mind the grip of the burly Marathi man who held her waist firm and with her long cascading hair blowing in the breezes, her lips opened softly...."compliment me..? On what?"

"You look beautiful with your open hair! So silky and long they are! They remind me of an actress I love! She is a Bengali too!!"

Promila blushed and sighed in a bit of a romantic way. She knew she always had long thick cascading hair and she had usually kept it open when Debosree was a small child. However, now in her early fifties, with a slight greying, it felt awkward to kept it open and allow it to be flowing through the breeze of a beach! And moreover, having another man compliment her after so many years.

"Hmmmm which actress Mohan ji?" Promila wanted to know. She found the pehelwan like man a bit charming all of a sudden.

"Jaya....umm wait...Jaya Badhuri! Yes. I have been a fan of her since college days! You have a similarly long silky hair! Do most Bengali women have it?" Mohan sounded curious and to Promila's releif, he let go off her waist, making them both begin their walk once more.

"Well.....you could say so!" Promila smiled sheepishly. The whiff of the cool Juhu breezes along with the manly musk of the man next to her was hitting her nose and making her feel some unknown stirrings inside her body constantly. These feelings were such that she just couldn't admit it easily and while she walked, she only looked at the sea, or managed her hair strands which flapped on her forehead due to he breezes.

However, as they walked, Promila kept remembering the gloomy face of Debosree and how she remained silent throughout the whole day. She realised something sure had happened between her bobby son and Harsh and the widow wondered what could it be. Maybe Pallavi knew something? She wondered if she should ask her ex-bahu!

Mohan on the other hand, somehow read the concern on Promila's face and he stopped and held her soft palm right away, making her stop her walk too and with a latent sexual shiver, she looked up at the man staring deep into her, while pouting..."Uhm....what is it...Mohanji?"

Mohan kept his palm on Promila's firmly and cooed with an apparently mischievous tone..."Do you miss Debosree's father?"

Promila did feel a slight discomfort from having her palm held firmly by Mohan, but the sudden mention of her late husband made her a bit gloomy and she did realise that she missed him, moreover, she missed a male presence in her life. But she couldn't even admit the fact that she felt somewhat aroused with Mohan's company. A shameless part of her enjoyed the whole beach tour with him along with the soft breezes around.

But Mohan not only was keen to get along with Promila, but also his mind was wicked enough to make sure that she fell for him with consent! 

"Mhmmm....I do!" Promila admitted, gazing at the waves that roared in the sea.

Mohan felt the atmosphere getting very slightly kinky and he stood precisely behind Promila, gazing at the sea from her angle itself. He felt tempted to kiss the back of the neck which glowed with a bit of sweat due to the minor rays, while his eyes very eagerly ravished the sight of the faint white bra strap through her blouse. 

"Was he good at his deeds?" Mohan naughtily enquired as he deliberately breathed the words into Promila's nearest ear.

"Deeds?" Promila purred, knowing well about the meaning behind the word, but she blushed in shame.

"You know what I am saying Promila ji....right?" Mohan very very slowly held the shoulder of the widow and allowed her to turn to face him. The blue saree with the green blouse enticed Mohan already and what engrossed him further was the round doe like eyes of the matronly beauty. 

"Uhm.....we did have our moments!" Promila politely answered back. She remembered the tender lovemaking by her late husband, which were still engraved somewhere in the back shelves of her memory. However, Mohan proceeded a bit more further in this context...

"Debosree must be missing her father too! A father is so important for a daughter!!" 

Promila felt a small shiver and she looked deep into the eyes of Mohan, who then held both her palms in his own rugged ones and murmured...."She is like my daughter too! Right?"

Promila wondered what she could say. Mohan had such a strong mental and a physical presence, that she blushed when he mentioned 'father' in a serious tone. 

Suddenly at that moment Promila wept a bit and she immediately clung to Mohan, allowing the man to rub the creamy blouse clad back of the lady. In midst of the weeps, Promila purred...

"Snfff....Mohan ji.....why is life so...snffff unfair? Why did snffff he leave me?"

The clouds turned darker suddenly, allowing the evening to creep in more with a slightly more increase in the cool breezes, but the same breezes sent more shivers inside Promila, when Mohan broke the hug and allowed her to stand still again, while looking into her eyes with an honest tone...

"Perhaps you deserved better Promila ji!"

"I am sorry...but...uh snff.... What do you mean?" Promila rubbed the tiny remains of tears from her eyes with her pallu and looked at Mohan with confused serious eyes.

"Your husband must not have been the alpha you deserved Promila ji! Or else no way would he give you a son who wasn't a male at all, and would be bobbyfied later on! But, who cares! Debosree is so beautiful! Just like you. I promise you something today! I will treat her like my own daughter and be a father figure to her and even scold her if needed! If you are okay with it!"

Mohan's crude words made Promila feel more incomplete now, but the soothing Juhu breezes made her mentally relax and allow new thoughts to enter her mind. As for now, she breathed deep and then after letting a sigh out, she blinked slowly at the burly man infront of her and cooed...

"Yes you can! She needs a fatherly attention too and...." However a blushing Promila stopped, while Mohan got his face closer...."And?"

With the man's musky stench and his thick moustached mouth so close to her face, Promila felt another tension creep inside her and this was unambiguously sensual and somehow both their lips trembled as they were furiously close to each other. But before any further movement could take place, Subosree shouted from afar..."Maa....its getting darker now!"

The voice of her younger daughter broke the spell of the atmosphere for Promila and she shifted aside, pouting to Mohan...."Um....we must be going....I guess! This was a lovely beach......thank you for bringing us here!"

Watching Promila go ahead towards her younger daughter, made Mohan smirk and study the good amount of sway the round ass of the lady did, clad in the saree. His eyes neither left the creamy fair back peeking out of the blouse, nor the slight hip sway of Promila and his cock throbbed through the way untill he reached his car. 

On the other hand, before Subosree could sit, she looked back at the beach and wondered where the charming stranger disappeared. Even the brief moment spent with the unknown man made her smile with a bite on the lower lip, as she got inside the car. 

"Had a good time Subosree beti?" Mohan smiled as he began driving out of the beach premises, while Subosree just managed to murmur...."umm yes uncle!".

Sitting besides her younger daughter, Promila sheepishly smiled on her own, remembering the moments spent with Mohan and moreover, the words he had planted into her mind.

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Chapter 39

That very night :

Daksh and Pallavi lay naked on the bed as usual. Pallavi's long hair was free and she was currently lying down her head on the hard chest of her husband while he played with the traces of her hair.

"Thinking something?" Daksh cooed as he played with the traces with one hand and kneaded one naked orb with the other.

"Hmmmmmmmm nothing much! Just wondering how dramatically life changed in the past few months!" Pallavi purred with the soothing Ac air hitting her naked body and added to it was the soft currents that passed inside her due to her breast getting kneaded.

"Now that I found you! My life is complete!" Daksh hissed and kissed the lips softly. Pallavi blinked once more and kissed him one more time before allowing him to pull his head up back and just then, she smelled the cock again. The very same cock she blew right in front of her ex-husband and enjoyed every wild moment of it.

Daksh immediately pulled Pallavi up to his arms, alowing her breasts to mash against his hard chest. The two immediately kissed again and again untill the lips met in a slow slurpy mode. In this meantime, Pallavi's legs rose up and her own creamy curvy thighs met the broader ones of her husband.

"I have a small surprise!" Daksh smiled.

"Mhhhmmmmmmmm what?" Pallavi hissed, rubbing her aroused wet mound on the hard big cock.

Daksh forwarded a hand till the drawyer and took out an anklet, a small tiny one and showed it to his surprised wife. Pallavi took the anklet and realised it was a pure gold one and it shone pretty well even in the dim light of the room.

"Wear it for me!" The hunk smiled.

"Hmmmmmm its beautiful!" Pallavi purred and then added......"Why this anklet suddenly?"

"So that I can listen to the rythm of it when we fuck!" Daksh winked and this bold line from her husband made Pallavi blush and she disengaged herself from her husband's pehelwaan-like-body and wore the anklet to her right foot. She then shook her foot to test the rythm of it and when it made a nice 'run-chun' sound, she smiled even wider and yet once again, she got back to cling to her husband's body and this time, she willingly climbed on him, positinioning her super wet cunny on his cockhead. 

And just then........

The push!

"Aahh oh Daksh, you are in again!" Pallavi cooed and began to hump on her husband's cock and the more she did, the more her anklet clad foot twirled and twisted, passing out a gentle yet rythmic sound that synced well with the heaty atmosphere there was currently. What added more further spice was the whole movement of the Mangalsutra that danced along as Pallavi humped and humped.

"Ah these goodies!!!" Daksh easily accessed the tits of his wife which now had a slight bounce to them. It enticed him and he smiled even more, while Pallavi too felt a wicked shiver in seing her breasts bounce for the first time! When she had sex with Debosree long back, her goodies were just plain medium ones, but now she was sure that there was slight growth on both her orbs. This whole realization excited her even more and she purred to encourage her husband further.......

"Aahhh more...........aaah knead them, maul them moreee aaaahhhhh............aah ummmmmmmmmmm!!!"

Daksh noticed some slight sexy movement on the hip folds too and he eagerly began to sex his wife more and more with the whole anticipation of her getting curvier in future!

But, to Daksh's surprise, Pallavi had much more plans to the night. As she humped and jumped on the mighty cock, her eyes had a wicked glare and her panting smile had a small devilish grin as well. She too noiced her flesh fold of her hip and saw her husband's eyes focussed rght there as he kept kneading her globes and massaged it in a way as well. 

"Ahh someone is a bit excited aah ummmm aaaahhhh?" Pallavi cooed as she jumped and hopped on the cock and her heart skipped a beat followed by a bigger moan when Daksh left her tits and grabbed the sides of her waist now and that too with a firm squeeze. The grip of his manly fingers made her bite her lip and she immersed her upright body more on the cock, while Daksh answered with one more sequeeze on the hips.......

"This flesh sprout here is exciting me!" 

"Hmmmmmmm!!! you are resposible aaah aaah! ummmmmmhh for getting me expanded in some areas!"

The sweet spicy conversation along with the bouncy sex added more heat to the atmosphere and Daksh then left the hips and slapped the ass behind. When the pert ass jiggled a bit, Pallavi bit her lower lip and she stopped humping her husband all of a sudden. A devilish silence crept in the whole room and Daksh with his still hard eager cock grunted....."Hheeyy what happened??"

Pallavi made an evil grin and bent down to run her long almond nails on the hard chest of her husband and surprising him even further, she began to plant soft small kisses all over the pecs and even around the nipple and then up to the neckline with soft murmers....

"Daksh.........'ssmmchh' ....I want a favor from you.....sssmccchhh.........don't refuse me!"

Pallavi stopped her kisses and Daksh held her shoulders firm and asked her, kissing her cheek softly......"What is it love?"

Pallavi sighed and she still remained in her positon with her cunny helding the cock deep in, which still remained hard. After the sigh, she purred finally.......

"Your brother did anal with Debosree!!!! Not fair.............I am the elder bahu right?" 

Daksh smiled ans let out a laugh. The laugh was sudden and Pallavi kocked his chest playfully.........."Heyy! I am serious!"

'Ohhhhh deva! Pallavi you are crazy!! is that what you want now?" Daksh pulled her close by helding her by the spine firm and pulling her down for a kiss. The two kissed a bit noisily and with a seperation of a saliva trail, Pallavi cooed softly.......

"Daksh honey, I never did anal with Debosree, but I want to do it with you! Love my ass as you began loving my breasts. You don't know how happy I am to see these two grow a bit! Promise me, you will love my ass too and bless it with more flesh!! Much more flesh!!"

Daksh's cock rose up even more, pinching the further insides of Pallavi and she moaned silently. And then finally the bull like man grunted with command....

"Get up and lie on your stomach!! NOW!"

Pallavi almost shivered with the way her husband used a grunt like commanding voice, but the more her husband sounded so, the more turned on she would be from inside. With a heaving heart, she got up from the hard cock and while she did it, some juices leaked down her legs as a result of the fucking she got earlier. But, her heart skipped several beats when she laid on her stomach and presented her ass to her husband. Pallavi's ass was firm and curvy with a very small amount of fat to it and when Daksh ran his palms all over the cheeks, she shivered and bit her lip.

Then, Daksh took one globe into his palm and squeezed the round area, making Pallavi hiss and grab onto the pillow below her head.

"My Pallavi darling wants her ass bigger ummmm?" Daksh crudely smirked.

"Mhhmmmmmmm......" Pallavi excitedly moaned. A strong desire crept inside her to have a bigger heftier figure and to show Debosree and Pushpa that she had the best assets in the family.

"Very well then!" Daksh smirked and smeared some of his pre-semen onto the small butthole of his wife. This whole act made Pallavi shiver and she realised her small hole getting slippery and all ready for the monster to invade inside. 

"Ahh ready?" Daksh inserted the head portion in, sending a small pain to Pallavi and she still insisted....."mmhmmmmmmm more!!"

"Alright!" Daksh smiled and inched some more inside his wife's ass, making Pallavi wither in more main and she clung to her pillow firm with a slight discomfort on her face. This was her very first anal and she still wanted her ass to be invaded, because memories of Debosree admitting her own anal invasion kept popping in her mind and this had made her want to be in the same space!

However, then........."AAAHHHH DAKSHHHHH UHHHHHH TAKE IT OUT!"

Pallavi screamed as Daksh grunted and insierted a whole half inches of his long thick cock into the ass of his wife and having her anal hole stretched, the bong wife felt a small torture to her hole, but her hunk husband wouldn't turn back now!

"Wait uuhhhrrgghhhh aaah let me start, You will like ittt babe!!!!" Daksh grunted like an animal and began ramming deep inside the ass, making the room brighten with the combined sounds of the cockslap, the groans and some moans!

Sooner, but slowly and gradually the screams of Pallavi turned into sexual moans as she felt a very heaty pleasure from having her ass fucked in a seductive rythm from her husband and her spine shivered when she felt droplets of sweat form on each pore of her skin and her nose easily whiffed more and more manly scent of her man as he fucked her in an equally sweaty condition.

"Now uurrgghhh I will urrrgghhhh invade urrgghhhh not one......urgghhh but two holes!!! aah urghh urghh urrgghhhh every night!!!!!"

Daksh groaned the words and kept ramming the ass while biting the areas on his wife's neck, shoulders and even licking her earlobes, sending Pallavi to a wild live heaven, as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the extacy of anal sex. Her mouth kept moaning....

"Aahhhhh more Dakssshhhhhhh hsss aaahhhhhh fuck my ass!!! My body is only yours!!! Fuck anything you want!! aaahhhhhhhhhhmmm!"

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

In the meantime :

In Harsh's room, the scenario was more of a silent subtle one, compared to Daksh and Pallavi. 

Debosree was sitting infront of the mirror, studing her feminine features and then her eyes drifted up to see a fat line of sindoor on her maang. The sight made her shiver and currently she was wearing her nightie which presented a good amount of cleavage. At this time, Harsh was lying on the bed naked with his cock hidden under his sheets and he kept seing his bobby wife combing her long silky hair slowly, but her big round eyes seemed lost.

A guilty Harsh somehow still kept remebering the discomfort on Debosree's face when she was forced to blow him in the gym and deep inside, although he was this brute of a hunk, his feelings for his wife was genuine and honest. He decided to repent by making the night a more of a sensual one with the hope that Debosree would forgive him.

"Debosree.....umm...I am waiting darling!" Harsh used a soft romantic tone.

"uhmm........ah I am not in the mood........please!" Debosree just glanced once at her husband in the mirror reflection itself and then again focussed on her combing. But Harsh had some deep yearnings for the night. He got up from his bed, shoving the satin sheet aside and the more he walked towards his wife, the more he neared her, the more Debosree could smell him and her beautiful lips opened up in a small gasp.

A small tune from a Tanpura played in the heat of the atmosphere as Harsh with his erect aroused cock reached near Debosree's chair and he insisted her to get up by touching her shoulders. The moment she got up, her beautiful round big eyes met with her husband's and their lips were amazingly close to one another. Although, Harsh resisted the urge to kiss the beautiful lips and rather apologised, to Debosree's sheer surprise...

"Debosree............I am sorry for whatever happened earlier at the Gym!"

Debosree sighed and looked down. Her heart melted a bit at the sincere tone of her husband in this moment, but she didn't reply or react.

"Lets forget it and make this night special!" Harsh still had his hands on Debosree's shoulder and from there onwards, he descended his palms down, feeling the soft flesh of her arms and when he felt them, the bobby shivered when she realised how soft and silky her arms were compared to the bulging hard one of her husband. The more she realised this, the more she felt she was actualy a woman, not a man anymore.

The moment became more and more tender and subtle as Harsh kept running his hands all over the silky body of Debosree and none of them realised the fact that their door was not bolted propperly, leaving enough space for a voyeur to peep inside. 

"Harsh...........please not tonight...." Debosree purred, but strangely she didn't object or move as Harsh hugged her in his naked form and then unzipped the nightie from back, untill the whole silky material fell down, just leaving Debosree with her sindoor maang, her mangalsutra and just a lacy bra and a panty that barely covered her wide hips and ass, which had fattened a bit more due to the lavish lazy life she was living now as the rich wife.

Harsh purred into the nearest ear...."Ssshhh no more 'No's!"  as he now massaged the creamy back of his wife, through the bra straps itself and the more his naked body hugged the half-naked body of Debosree, the more she felt some urges form inside her body. This is where she felt the most annoyed and embarrased, because although her mind was still somewhat the same male mind, her body reacted normally like any normal woman and this is exactly what happened now, when Harsh was planting soft kisses all over her neck and face and even the top of the shoulders.

Debosree widened her eyes as the kisses trailed on her facial and neck areas and she still purred silently........."I wonder why I am allowing you to do this...sshmmmmmmmmmm"

"Because you are my wife! a woman who craves for her husband's touch and more than that!" Harsh purred back and finally got his face in a position where their lips neared each other easily. A tension crept between the two and while Harsh grunted silently with his big fat aroused cock dangling between his legs, Debosree too sighed and heaved her breaths with breif rythmic movements that made her bra clad breasts rise up and down.

On the other hand, Subosree roamed in the lavish balcony in her nightie, with thoughts of Tejas in her mind. The bubbly flamboyant nature of the smiling man kept coming in her mind and she blushed when she realised she almost had a 'love at first sight' moment right there and then at the beach. 

"Dhattt.........no way! I can't just fall for a random guy like that!" Subosree falsely assured herself, while certain murmurs from a bit far off reached her ears. The girl wondered what sounds they were and then she reailised the master balcony was wide ahead to make way for the other bedrooms too.

And one of the bedrooms belonged to Harsh and Debosree!

With curious eyes and a bite on the lower lip, the young girl slowly headed towards the room where the murmers were sprouting from. She walked with very slow steps untill she reached the threshold of the room and to her shock and surprise, she realised the room belonged to her 'didibhai' and her husband.

Subosree dared more and peeked inside to see an apparently heaty atmosphere where Harsh was nearing the lips of Debosree who only took deep breaths by now. The horror of something which was resisted so far was about to take place and the bobby felt a small sweaty droplet pass down her forehead as her husband barely touched her lips. 

"Nnooo.....mmmmphhhhhhhh!" Debosree stopped murmuring in denial because her lips were finally shut by Harsh!

"Oh my......he kissed....him....uh I mean her...." Subosree gasped with her soft fingers touching her mouth in shock! She then noticed how Debosree allowed Harsh to kiss her softly and slowly and at this tender moment, the bobby actually melted for the kiss. A part of her wanted to shove the man aside and wipe the lips off, but a tender part of her allowed Harsh to have his way through. 

Subosree witnessed in horror and also some latent excitement that made her shiver and her inner lips quiver too. She hated to see her 'didibhai' tremble and kiss her man like a devoted wife, but the whole sight was very intensely enticing at the same time to Subosree. She made sure she took silent deep breaths and then looked further inside.

Harsh kept kissing Debosree and his hands roamed everywhere on her curves through the bra and panty. Subosree noticed how curvy her 'didibhai' looked in her sexy undergarments and how the dim light somehow easily managed to highlight her fair glowy skin which contrasted sexily against her husband's brown tone. As the rough fingers kneaded the hips curves to the waist curves and then down to the dome shape of the thighs, Debosree moaned and finally the lips seperated, but Harsh then immediately got his lips to the next portions....the neckline and the shoulders which still had the bra straps.

Subosree witnessed each frame of the erotic moment between the two and she felt this shameless urge to just casually scratch some of her own itches, which unfortunately took place between her legs inside her silk nightie. The more she noticed small gasps from the beautiful rosebud lips of her 'didibhai', the more she herself gasped in a sexual moan and she sensually rubbed her own breasts through the silky material.

"This is so real.......oh bhogoban....this is really happening....uff...but so.....hot...too.." 

Subosree murmured the shameless words to herself as she kept rubbing the area around her own hardened nipples and witnessed how Harsh kissed each portion of the shoulder and neck and he hugged Debosree really firm now, making the bobby moan further and a part of her finally embarrassed her more by making her hug her horny husband back. 

"Ohh....uhm!" Subosree moaned in surprise as she grabbed a portion of her material clad breast and mauled it in a sexual thrill, witnessing how her once 'dadabhai' was a complete wife at this moment, submitting to her husband like a dedicated spouse. The young girl had no clue that she was being a shameless voyeur at this moment, but what actually mattered to her was the spicy chemistry between Debosree and Harsh!

Gradually Harsh stopped his kisses and unhooked the straps, letting the whole bra shove out of the body and Subosree then noticed the beautiful round breasts of her 'didibhai' come open to the world to see and from the angle she noticed, she easily saw the side curve of the nearest breast which had a juicy curve to it, almost like a delicious jackfruit. 

"Ah these breasts! Debosree, these are only mine!" Harsh cooed and softly mauled the naked goodies, making Debosree close her eyes in ecstasy and by this time, her male mind had been shut by the feminine soul inside. Harsh kept mauling and praising her breasts for quite some time untill he slurped on each nipple which were hard by now. The silence of the room have a decent volume to the slurppy sound that occured due to the lip contact of Harsh and this very sound added more sexual shiver to Subosree's already horny state.

The young horny girl by now was not only mauling her breasts, but one her hands descended down to slowly scratch the cunny portion between her nightie clad legs. By this time the itch had expanded pretty much and she began to rub more and more. While on the other hand, Harsh had bent down to even strip off the panty and ultimately Debosree was as much as naked as him.

Not wasting any further moment, Harsh grabbed Debosree by the shoulder and slowly took her to the bed, to which the bobby didn't object much to the surprise of herself and also to Subosree, who noticed how equally horny her 'didibhai' was! 

"This night is all ours!" Harsh cooed as he laid on top of his wife and very sensually inserted his cock into her cunny. For the first time, Debosree actually didn't object nor panic, but still her heart raced in a fast pace as her husband inserted more and while the bobby felt the push to be a bit bothering, the heat that exhaled from the cockhead into her cunny was something that sent some deep currents inside her body and she began to moan with eyes closed as the fucking began atlast. 

Subosree by  now became desperate enough to pull up her nightie all the way to her belly, only to get easy access to her own dripping cunny which she began to slowly finger in a soft manner as she witnessed the intense sexual heat between Harsh and Debosree. The hunk planted kisses all over the beautiful features of the bobby's face as he fucked her and Debosree couldn't help but submit to the heat of the moment and infact, for the very first time, her own hands rose up and grabbed the firm back of her husband.

"Aah urghhh....hope you forgave me Debosreee...urghh urghh!" Harsh managed to speak inbetween grunts as he slowly intensified the fucking, while Debosree didn't speak a single word. However, her closed eyes assured Harsh and he smiled and kept fucking her, while Subosree pleasured herself shamelessly and had reached two mini orgasms by now. The whole sight of her 'didibhai' allowing her husband willingly, somehow turned the young girl on. If was such a fascinating sight to behold indeed.

With a final grown Harsh pushed some more and emptied all his potent curd deep inside Debosree who moaned openly for the very first time and without shame and realisation, she wrapped her legs around her husband's naked ass, allowing him to pump the last remains too. Both were sweaty by now and had finally saturated to the point of just a hug before sleep, however the cock remained lodged to the well fucked cunny and by this time Subosree had orgasmed atleast thrice and she was so sleepy and lethargic by now that she adjusted her nightie somehow, pulling it down to the legs again and sneaked away before she could get caught.

In the meantime, Harsh was happy that he had fulfilled his yearning for giving Debosree a rather calm sexual moment rather than an aggressive one, which somehow had made the bobby feel comfortable with her husband for the very first time. However, a small shiver ran down her spine as Harsh cooed all of a sudden..."I am so excited! Aren't you too darling?"

"F...for what?" Debosree sighed in curiosity. 

"For our Honeymoon! We are leaving tomorrow along with dada and bhabhi!" Harsh kissed the lips in a small peck, one last time and smiled, while Debosree gasped in a small shiver..."Honeymoon? Oh..."

The bobby had widened his eyes in the anticipation of what the next day would bring, as Harsh hugged her and wrapped his strong arms around her. Somehow, the moment was so tender and sensual to Debosree, that she felt a strange comfort in the strong grasp of her husband. 

For the first time, the bobby felt her male mind go silent and the feminine spirit inside her rejoice the moments!

In the meantime, Daksh had released his own potency inside Pallavi and both their sweaty bodies clung to each other, while Pallavi seemed the most excited for the upcoming morning and with several exciting thoughts in her mind, she held a mighty bicep of her husband and dozed off to a deep sleep.

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Chapter 40 

Next morning : 

Kahuhu Beach - Hawaii

Debosree and Pallavi were dressed in jeans and top, as allowed by their sasuma Prajakta, keeping in mind the smiles on the faces of her sons, who were very happy to finally have the most awaited time of their lives. After boarding from their private plane, the hunks who were the most excited forwarded their hands to the curvy waists of their wives. The exotic locations impressed both Pallavi and Debosree as they reached close to the lavish beach, which then made them realise in shock that it was a nude beach!

Debosree who had the curvier hips and ass looked amazingly sexy in her jeans which clung well to her thighs and she remembered the goosebumps she felt when she had worn them. By this time, her feminine soul was constantly exceeding her male mind and she realised she was only getting more and more closer to Harsh, not just physically, but now even mentally.

On the other hand, Pallavi blushed when she noticed swaying naked breasts, some ass flesh and couples clinging to each other naked on the warm sands. The sun also did a decent job in making sure that the bodies were left naked and the men and the women enjoyed themselves.

Daksh and Harsh yearned to be equally naked too and they already had hard dongs in their beach shorts, while Pallavi bit the rim of her glass and cooed to her husband....

"Oh wow............uum....never been to a Nude beach before!"

"I am so eager to strip you here!!" Daksh winked and gave a playful slap to the ass of his wife, surprising her with the small jiggle she noticed on her jean clad cheeks. 

"I am loving the jiggle!" Daksh winked and Pallavi blushed once more, while Debosree looked at a shirtless Harsh who had already taken his beach shirt off and allowed the sun to kiss his muscled body.  A yearning crep deep inside the bobby to gaze at the topless body in detail and that too in the outdoor sun which highlightened the pecs and abs so well that she unwillingly felt some moistening down there. At this precise moment, she realised Harsh taking a quick glance at her and she immediately shifted her eyes down, which she covered well with the beach hat she wore right now.

The very next moment, Harsh slowly walked upto her and slowly held the exposed portion of the waist below the top and made her face him. Very softly, he brought his lips close to her's and softly murmured.......

"Let's get to know each other even better Debi...." 

Debosree almost shivered at the slow seductive voice of her husband and then the next moment, she felt a small peck on the lips which made her shift her face in a jift and look down in shame.  Another shiver followed up when a hand touched her shoulder and Debosree looked up to see a naughty smiley Pallavi!

"That was a cute kiss Debu!" Pallavi winked and adored the uncomfortable blush on the bobby's cheeks as she looked down with silent lips and again hated to face her ex-wife in such contexts, but deep inside, she realised the quck peck from Harsh also ignited some strings inside her femine body and Pallavi noticed it too. However, both the hunks shouted from afar.......

"COME OVER HERE NOW LADIES!!"

"Come Debu! lets go........they can barely wait!!" Pallavi purred and grabbed onto Debosree's soft fair arm to run ahead towards the topless hunks, as they enjoyed the sun on their skin.

"I see none of you have stripped yet!" Pallavi winked, even smirking at her devar Harsh, who smiled and replied back....."Ladies first!"

Debosree gasped at the thought of stripping down to the point she was complete naked, while Pallavi looked around to see nude women running, playing and enjoying the sun and she too blushed a bit with a purrr........."No way!! we are 'sansaari' women!"

"Not here in Hawaii!" Daksh smirked and winked, while Harsh nodded....."I agree with bhau!"

"And anyways! I really doubt you can be as bold as the foreign women here!" Daksh added some fuel to the feelings of Pallavi, who felt a bit triggered and she almost thumped her heeled feet on the sand, whimpering to Debosree....

"Lets show them Debu!!!!"

Debosree stopped Pallavi right there and then with a small grasp of her arm with a low nodding of 'No', but Pallavi bit her lip in a naughty way and cooed to the ear......"Debu, feeling nervous hmm?"

"Nothing like that!!! Its just that............" Debosree wanted to complete further, but just then, from a bit far away, a very sweet feminine voice was heared to both her and Pallavi...

"HEY HARSHHH................HIIIIII!!!" 

Debosree and Pallavi looked ahead in awe to see a very busty blonde running towards them in her sheer buck naked condition. Her free flowing blonde hair had a rythm of its own and her beautiful pink lips curled upto a beaming wide smile and added to these were the bouncy naked breasts and some sexy sway on the hips and a bit of thigh flesh as the girl ran and finally reached the two couples!

"Hey Harsh!" The girl smiled and Harsh looked equally happy to see her. He kissed her cheek in a friendly gesuture and cooed........"Hey Kathy! so nice to see you!"

Daksh smiled and hugged Kathy, while Promila looked besides her to see the unambigious jealous expression on Debosree who suddenly felt an unknown irritation from seing the blonde girl laugh and giggle and gossip with Harsh, while her hand lay on his firm bicep. 

"Hey, feeling jealous already? Aw Debu, thats so sweet!!" Pallavi purred to Debosree in a slow teasy tone, which irritated the bobby even more and she shrugged her shoulders with a slightly upset expression on her face, which ofcoarse internally made her feel guilty that she was showing emotions which belonged to the typical jealous wife!

Pallavi in this moment spiced up the situation a bit more, pouting....... "Hey Debu, why don't we get to our bikines and get some sunburn!"

Debosree then turned to see Pallavi running ahead further in the beach with Daksh chasing her, giggling and chit-chatting at the same time, while the bobby was left all alone only to feel more mild anger in noticing Kathy still having a good chat with Harsh.

"Urgghmm!!" Debosree passed a fake cough, making Harsh realise her presence and then introduced her to Kathy, who couldn't help but admire the Bong beauty!

"Your wife is so beautiful Harsh!" Kathy smirked and Harsh nodded with pride. Debosree passed a sheepish smile, still not being able to accept the fact that the blonde was all naked with her bouncy breasts all open to her husband's eyes.

"Hey Harsh, why don't you get your wife naked too! Its a nude beach afterall......c'mmon! get stripping hehe!!"

"Yeah sure!" Harsh winked at Debosree, who blushed and whimpered to her husband......"Uh.....no way Harsh......I.......I cannot......."

"Take your time!" Harsh blinked romantically this time and this sweet gesture of him made Debosree feel some instant warmth inside her and she had this very faint smile on her face. She realised that her soul was turning absolutely feminine by now and she was undoubtedly falling for Harsh and her jealosy towards the nude bubbly Kathy was the proof!

However, just then Kathy pecked the cheek of Harsh and bid goodbye to both before running ahead with her swaying ass. 

Harsh waved too and realised Debosree murmer something with a low tone. This excited him and he grabbed the waist of his bobby wife and pulled her close to him. This sudden waist grab made Debosree gasp sensually with a minor inaudible tone, while her big beautiful eyes gazed at her husband's intense ones.

"You know something Debi? Kathy is no match to you! She doesn't have these big round eyes, these Bong curves! The beautiful cascading hair and these kissable rosebud lips!"

The words shook Debosree right there and Harsh immediately kissed her lips, sending some more refreshing shivers throughout her body and for the very first time, this act of the hunk made the bobby just lightly touch the firm biceps with her long nail, but not to the point of scratch or grasp. The kissing continued and Debosree had so much warmth inside her by now that she couldn't object, while just then a whistle made the couple break the kiss and to her shock, Debosree noticed Pallavi in just a bikini and thong, while Harsh followed up in just a thong. 

"That was such a romantic kiss Debu hmmmmmmmmmm! Right Daksh?" Pallavi purred and then kissed her husband with a firm hug and in the very next moment, Daksh even spanked the skantily clad ass of his wife, emitting a playful 'ouch' from her and that too with a smile.

"Hey bhau, why don't we allow our dear wives to lotion us a bit hmmmm? Crazy sunshine we have here!" Harsh smirked at his elder brother, who nodded back and then looked at their wives who had different expressions on their faces. While Pallavi enjoyed being submissive to her husband, Debosree still cringed a bit, not too much, but slightly.

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


In the meantime, Mumbai :

Promila stood by the railing of her room balcony which was a large one compared to her home back in Kolkata. She was all alone at this moment, but memories of Gopal's company kept lingering in her mind. Small instances such as his manly aroma, his words and his slight touches on her skin made the mature widow miss Debosree's father even more.

But, here was the twist!

Debosree's father never had that same manly aura which Gopal had, and the more Promila kept thinkng of her long-gone marriage with him and then the birth of her bobbified son who was now a wife to another man, the more a rage crept inside her body and she wondered what was the rage about. Her face was busy lost in thoughts when suddenly a hand on her shoulder almost shook her!

"Uh whoo.....oh....." Promila almost gasped, but then she noticed it was none other than Prajakta herself!

"Thinking of someone Promu?" Prajakta softly touched the shoulder of her samdhan and deliberately used a teasy tone.

"Uh....no...uhnmmm...its just that....the children!..." Promila hissed hinting towards Debosree and Pallavi, however Prajakta teased further...

"My sons are keeping them happy I am sure! Silly! It's their honeymoon afterall!"

"Uhm...yes....ah...mm..yes...sure!" Promila softly agreed, and then Prajakta very slowly made her turn to face her completely and then she gazed very very carefully at the ripe features of the widow. The round eyes and the well pulped lips still looked desirable and she couldn't help but tease the widow more...

"You look famished Promu!"

"Ummm.....no....I am fine!....why do you say so?" Promila hissed, sending some unknown shiver.

"Silly girl! You don't even sound like a mature widow! I think you are still a sweet virgin deep inside! A girl who is yet to feel the warmth of a man inside! Hmmmmm.....hey just joking!! Come over for tea!"

Prajakta smirked and patted the hip of Promila teasingly before leaving the balcony, but the words kept lingering inside the widow's mind and she felt some strange ticklish feeling inside herself once more. The words 'virgin' and a 'man' kept disturbing her and she grabbed the railing of the balcony with a bit of aggression and sighed one last time before leaving the space.

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Kahuhu Beach - Hawaii

Moments later, the sun intensified and the scenario down was something to admire! 

Daksh and Harsh lay on the mat with their muscled backs exposed to the sight of their wives who were lotioning their hands. Pallavi gazed a naughty eye towards her ex-hubby to see how she too behaved womanly with lotioning her own soft palms while she gazed at Harsh's bronzed back in the heaty sun.

"Debu, you look sweet as a devoted wife!" Pallavi lotioned her own hands well and cooed softly.

"Just shut up okay! I am still cursing the Bobby agency!!!" Debosree still casually defended herself, but deep inside, she too was immersing in the role of the submissive wife.

"Liar!! Your eyes say something else Debu. Look at your sweet palms lotioning themselves up for devarji's back! I wish I could shoot it and show it to mamuni!!!!" Pallavi purposefully added Promila to the conversation to add some more naughty spice and suddenly remebering her mother, Debosree felt a small tremor inside her heart.

"Debu, Be a good wife to Harsh!" The very stern maternal voice of Promila again waved in the hot sunny air and Debosree looked down in defeat. She realised the reality that she didn't have a cock anymore, but rather a cute clitty and her husband was this very manly man who could demand anything from her.

"Hey ladies!! done lotioning yet?" Daksh commanded with a grunt and watching Pallavi begin to lotion the back of her desperate husband, Debosree too immitated her ex-wife and lotioned the strong spine of Harsh. In midst of lotining, Pallavi stole shameless glances at Debosree's almond nails on the darker back of Harsh and then she saw her own too, getting immensely turned on for various reasons.

Soon the heat intensified and Debosree realised Pallavi and Daksh in their own little world with some very subtle sexual moans. The more Pallavi rubbed the muscled back, the more Daksh made some low grunts with his eyes closed and actually by now, his cock hardened quite normally.

"Debi hey........I am waiting!" Harsh snapped Debosree back with a soft romantic tone, yet commanding!

"Uh...I.............nothing!" Debosree immitated Pallavi by rubbing the lotion well and smooth on the muscled back and the more her soft palms travelled throughout the bronzed back, the more she realised some chemical shifts taking place deep inside her body. Her nipples hardened and her cunny moistened, much to the surprise of the bobby, but what disturbed her a bit more was the constant glances Pallavi took, staring at her and that too with a very mischeveous smile as she kept rubbing her husband's too.

Soon, both the hunk brothers turned to their fronts, lying on their back now and their hairy muscled chest were revealed in their full glory. None of the brothers had taken their breifs off by now, but quite easily a long fat dong-tent could easily be spotted within the slim material. Pallavi's own mouth watered at the sight of Daksh revealing the fat hard-on and his bare muscled chest to her. She realised she had loved Debosree for the tenderness of the man's soul, but her love for Daksh was more out of a natural attraction! An animalistic with a rawness to it.

On the other hand, Harsh insisted to Debosree, by carreesing her soft forearms........."Go on Debi......I am waiting!"

With shakey hands Debosree began to lotion her hands and the moment she placed them on the firm hard chest of her husband, a shiver passed through her body and she surprisngly found her fingers having a mind of their own and her soft fingers began to run through each pec and the moment it did, the pec bulged in and out a bit and this shook the bobby a bit more, while a sweet giggle was heared from Pallavi at her side, who seemed to sensually massage the chest of Daksh and then she diverted her eyes back to his. 

Debosree noticed how excessively sensual Pallavi was in this moment as he massaged the chest then descended down her fingers with her sparkling almond nails all the way to the abs and this made an inch inside the bobby and she looked down to see the abs of her own husband. Her fingers trembled and her lips quivered slowly, while Harsh blinked at her sensually and to add more heat into her body, Pallavi cooed softly, leaning more to her side......"Go on Debu, his sexy abs are waiting for your fingers!"

With a gulp of panic and curiosity, Debosree lotioned the abs very slowly and almost in a nervous way, but she then gazed into the eyes of Harsh who smiled at her. Somehow the smile from the hunk was so assuring that Debosree lotion-massaged his chest and abs almost willingly and the sight was indeed a sight to admire where two devoted wives were lotioning their husbands and giving them a good time, with the exception of Pallavi in her bikini and thong, while Debosree still hesitated to strip, and for some reason, she was relieved that Harsh didn't force her to do so either.

Once the hunks were lotioned, they got up and both couples took a walk in the beach with hands holding, and giggles ans gossips.Debosree didn't walk much but throughout her walk, she felt the wamrth of her husband very close to her, clearly doing something to her senses, which made her sigh in a deep breath. In the meantime, Harsh really yearned to see his wife in a skimpy bikini, but he didn't want to hurry or haste. 

..........

Moments later : 

Around evening - Juhu beach :

Tejas was busy doing some regular pushups on the sand and usually he did it at an isolated spot in the whole beach. However, his grunts intensified for sometime and he hopped back to his standing pose with a beaming smile on his face. The breeze blew onto his partly sweaty muscled topless body as he looked ahead to see a beautiful silhouette slowly heading towards his direction with a sensual sway.

The silhouette belonged to none other than Subosree!

The bong girl had a sparkling smile on her face, bit it neither was a dull one nor an over enthusiastic one. It was the smile of a shy girl who was anticipating some inner sexual thrills from her very first male encounter. She was dressed in her regular salwar kameez and Tejas eagerly had his eyes on the dupatta that covered an apparently tempting cleavage despite the normal bust size below, but they still resembled two decently sized oranges.

With a manly wipe of his forehead sweat, Tejas walked ahead and Subosree too walked near him to the point that they both were facing each other with eager eyes. 

"What brings you here again?" Tejas raised an eyebrow and Subosree was thinking of answering later, because right now she was inhaling the manly musk from the hunk before her. The aroma somehow disturbed her and aroused her at the same time, but then taking a small shameless whiff from her nose, she enquired back, ignoring the question asked to her...

"You come here everyday?" 

"Yup! Juhu beach is my second home!" 

"Oh......and your first?" Subosree wondered why she was so curious all of a sudden.

"Hmmmm.... maybe someday I will let you meet my aai!" Tejas used a flirtatious tone now, wiping his dry sweat with the tshirt he had with him.

"Aai...?...oh you mean your mother....umm why so?" Subosree blushed a bit. She hated to admit she had a crush on the unknown Marathi hunk who was charming and cute at the same time!

"Well! You know the reason right?" Tejas walked near and stood dangerously close to the now rapidly breathing Subosree, who blushed and turned her face down with a husky tone...."dhatt! Do you flirt with all girls like this?" 

"Hmmmm.... how about we chat further over a bhelpuri?" Tejas gestured towards a Bhel Mart nearby and Subosree suddenly remembered the last time she had the very spicy Vada pav, and she bit her lower lip with a cute pout...."uh no thanks...the food here is too spicy!" 

But Tejas insisted....."Get used to the spice then! Come on now !" 

Subosree smiled at the sentence somehow and strangely found herself following Tejas all the way to the Bhel shop. She laid her shameless eyes on his moving triceps and his muscular spine, while feeling a tickle down between her legs white easily and wondering in her mind at the same time....

"Why am I even following him? He is still a stranger.....hmmmm!"

Both Subosree and Tejas reached the bhel shop and once the bong girl tasted the first morsel, she closed her eyes and almost moaned in panic at the sheer amount of spice in the small portion itself. As she waved her fingers near her mouth with a 'ssssss' sound, the hunk took the opportunity to study the beautiful delicate fingers from upclose and mentally he almost wished he could lick them right here and now, but he managed to convince himself that someday he might.

"Spicy eh?" Tejas munched and cooed.

"Uhh too spicy!! But....its really tasty too!" Subosree enjoyed the bhel for sure and the more she munched, more her lips had a juicy gloss to it, which attracted Tejas immediately towards it and his own lips yearened to touch them!

Subosree too noticed the way Tejas took brief glances at her and she was relieved she had the dupatta on the right place or else surely she would have felt his eyes on the lining too. Yet, she munched and pouted in her mind...."Idiot! Still staring!"

Once they were done, Tejas made Subosree shiver suddenly by tracing some bhel bits nearby her lips and the moment his fingers made contact with the side of her lips, the more she suddenly breathed a bit deeper, however he immediately shook away his fingers and cooed...."It's just that.....it was a bit messy there...."

"That's okay...." Subosree murmured softly because deep inside she found the gesture a bit endearing, but at a lusty level, she kept staring at his arms and his whole stature, clearly loving the attention of a hunk guy. However just then she looked down at her watch and realised it was almost 7!

"Have to go! Its too late!" 

"Let me drop you!"

"Accha! You know the house too hmmm?" Subosree raised an eyebrow in wonder, however Tejas surprised her once more using a soft tone...

"Yup! You are living with the Kulkarnis, right?" 

"Hey, how did you know?" Subosree softly responded in wonder.

"I saw you with Mohan kaku the other day! I am the cousin of Daksh and Harsh bhau! 

This was a surprise for Subosree and she just opened her mouth in an 'awe'. The two kept staring at each other and the evening darkened a bit more in the meantime.

[Mintu08]

Thank you all for the constant love and affection! Be tuned.

[Mintu08]

Chapter 41

Mumbai, The very same Noon :

Maalti was again busy with oils and smirks as she massaged Promila and this time, she had some genuine issues to talk on. What Promila didn't know was the fact that the maid alone would spice up her day! 

Maalti dipped her fat fingers inside the warm oil and then taking them out, she first approached the semi exposed thighs of the old widow who just had her petticoat and blouse on and the hefty maid smiled when she noticed a good amount of cleavage. She also noticed Promila enjoying her massage more than the last time. With a mischievous smirk, Maalti pressed her digits on the flesh of the thighs, sending a small tremor inside the widow and she breathed out a long low 'hnmmmmmm'.

"Maidam! I wanted to invite you! Please don't say no!!" Maalti cooed as she massaged the thighs.

"Invite me? Hmmm mmm...where and why?" Promila hissed with eyes still closed. She was genuinely enjoying the hefty maid's massage on her body by now.

"To a small function at my locality!! Aga bai! Prajakta maidam also participates!! You should too!" Maalti smirked once more and focussed on the knees now. The way she gripped the curves and calves, made Promila relax more and in this relaxation, she got more curious...."Uhmmm....hmmm...participation? What is it hmmmmmm about?"

"Aga bai! Its a surprise maidam!!! You just say yes and rest you will know soon!" Maalti cooed and focussed on the toes and the ankles now. But, a deep temptation arose in her when she noticed the slight heaving of the widow's well sized breasts through the blouse. They were saggy for sure, but still had the promise to grow bigger and firmer, atleast these were the feelings inside the naughty maid's mind.

"Maidam!! You are so mean to ignore two beautiful parts of your body! Today Maalti will take care of those!!" Maalti purred with a mischievous tone and it had a tease to it too, while she still continued to massage the toes.

With a comfort and a tickle from the toes being massaged well with.warm oily fingers, Promila cooed sweetly, unaware of what Maalti had in mind......"Uhmmm...what are you hinting towards Maalti?"

"Are Deva!! You are so naive sometimes maidam!! Your breasts ofcoarse!!" Maalti purred and stopped the massage of the toes deliberately, while Promila opened her eyes and almost shivered!

"Are don't worry! I will be gentle!!" Maalti smiled wide and got up to shift to the other side, as to have good access to the blouse clad goodies of Promila which now heaved up a bit more in some strange exciting anticipation. The widow noticed how Maalti settled down on her knees with again her hands dipping inside the bowl and she then suddenly remembered some old moments of her Suhaagraat, when Debosree's father would kiss her while kneading the breasts, which were ofcourse firmer then.

The clouds of memories soon formed in Promila's mind where she was back at her young age and in her red benarsi saree whose pallu was being shifted away slowly as Debosree's father kissed her lips for the very first time including her forehead and neckline while finally exposing the blouse clad firm breasts!

Promila remembered how she moaned as her goodies were being kneaded gently by her man and however this moan was again emitted out when a warm fluid reached her cleavage in real! 

Then memory lane vanished and Promila was again back to her reality where she observed a good amount of oil being poured on her neckline which then descended down to her cleavage, wetting the lining inbetween well. The moment it happened, Promila bit her lip and shifted a bit out of an unknown uneasiness, but just then Maalti calmed her down with her surprisingly crude words....

"Maidam!! You are behaving as restless as the fresh young bride who is anticipating her first.....hehe....you know na?"

This wasn't the first time Promila had heard the 'fresh young bride' kind of comment! She easily remembered how Prajakta's daughters would mischeviously tease her during Pallavi and Debosree's wedding and truth be told, the widow actually felt some goosebumps whenever she was told such things, well atleast recently.

"Dhatt! You talk a lot Maalti! Do you even realise that?" Promila cooed softly while just then Maalti descended further down to cup one heavily breathing breast and she cupped it with such an ease that Promila almost shivered in her condition and shifted a bit with a low moan..."heyy not there! Eeesh!"

"Aga bai!!!! Be assured! You will be absolutely fine!" Maalti purred and cupped the other breast too and although it was still within the blouse, Promila still felt a ticklish feeling through her body. On the other hand, Maalti very softly began to knead the blouse clad goodies now and a deep embarrassment reached the widow's mind when she realised how saggy her's were, compared to Prajakta's firm but big and round ones! 

"Don't worry maidam! I will firm these up well!! Uff.... I can't wait to see these grow and bulge more soon!!" Maalti added a hissed tone now. She was somehow getting turned on top in this whole process of teasing the widow while she was massaged. And ofcourse Promila too was now breathing intensely fast and her body felt some kind of heat being generated inside as the breasts were massaged. 

The whole room now had a latent tanpura being played!

"Maidam!! You are moaning so much with my feminine grip alone! Wait till a Maratha man touches these and kneads them hehe!!" 

The evil giggle at the end of the line made Promila shiver even more for some unknown reason. When the 'hands' were being mentioned, somehow Mohan's image appeared in her mind and she breathed deeper as she recollected how firmly the grip of his manly hand had been when they were placed on her shoulder back then at the beach.

"Ufff!! Will you stop it already Maalti!! Shameless!" Promila purred again, but with a playful anger, which made Maalti realise that the widow was secretly enjoying the massage conversations. Somehow, she didn't want to hurry and after some more kneading, the hefty maid left the room with a recurring mischievous smile.

After Maalti left, Promila got up and began to wear her saree back, but she realised she needed to scratch an itch somewhere and then she gathered that it was just between her legs. With a shameless coy smile, she realised that it was none other than the itch which was caused due to some moisture that seeped out from her long-ignored coven.

"O bhogoban.....this itch after such a long time! Eeeeshh.." Promila hissed to herself and decided to take a bath immediately.

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

In this very meantime :

Subosree was busy reading a book which was a softcore erotic-romance novel! The more she she read, the more she thought only and only about Tejas!

Subosree read one paragraph in perticular which aroused her slowly....

"And then he cupped her breasts through the gown and kissed her beautiful juicy lips. The moan from her was inaudible but the eyes were closed in ecstasy! 

He made sure that her firm breasts were pressed against his chest and the more it happened, the more the bulge in his trousers grew to the point that it poked the very spot on her own body from where an awaiting doorway remained!"

Subosree bit her lower lip and kept reading, while visualising the hero in the book as Tejas who was doing the very same things to her and the more she imagined, the urge to cup her own budding breasts through the tshirt she wore, beckoned her and she finally did cup one small but nicely rounded orb, feeling it as she managed to balance the book with the other hand.

The aroused girl read further with eager kinky eyes....

"The way she was thrashed on the bed, surprised her! Her orbs took a delicious bounce as she lay on the bed. The man rose down and began to kiss every inch of her gown clad body while slowly unbuttoning it with a wicked smile on the face. 

"You brute! You....!" She cooed as the man proceeded further finally making the gown open only to be tossed away from the body and with just the mercy of skimpy undergarments, she looked with a slight fright at her lover who also took off his trousers at that very moment...only to reveal a beautiful specimen of manliness! 

The size and the girth aroused the girl and she touched the specimen with eager hands, feeling it and admiring it as any woman would!"

Somehow Subosree decided to close the book for now and take some rest. But the last few lines made her very curious! 

Curious to see a manly cock!

The blushing girl placed a hand on the mouth while realising how eagerly horny she was and somehow the memory of Debosree with Harsh had also added to the ignition of such thoughts. By now she was convinced her 'didibhai' was a total woman and moreover a devoted wife! 

But now, Subosree realised she also had to focus on her own feelings and bookmarking the page she was on, she then dozed to a small nap, while her hands somehow cuddled the pillow well against her body and a faint smile remained in her lips, while her mind wondered about Debosree and Pallavi...

"They must be having so much fun on their honeymoon!!......hmmmmmmm!" 

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

Hilton Beach Resort - Hawaii

Debosree and Pallavi along with their hunk husbands booked two connected lavish suites inside the grand resort where intimacy had taken a more heightened form!

In the first room was Pallavi along with Daksh and they were busy making sweet romance all naked under red satin sheets. Pallavi conversed with her husband as she enjoyed the comfort of the red satin sheet on her soft body while Daksh's naked cock didn't penetrate her yet, but kept tapping on her belly, around her navel, sending small currents inside her. 

"Daksh..........this is unreal!" Pallavi cooed while getting kissed on the neck and breasts being fondled over the sheets.

"What is?" Daksh hissed inbetween kisses all over his wife's neckline, cheeks and even the lobes of the ears.

"This grand suite! The lavishness, the comfort you are giving me!" Pallavi cooed and moaned when she realised Daksh kept kneading her breasts so very much and the reason was simple. He even made an outline of one breast through the red sheet, showing it to Pallavi who blushed realising the slightly expanded size of that globe.

The comfort, the lazyness and the love-making had made Pallavi reasonably curvier than before and while she was awed with her own slight weight gain, she was even more happy to see how much Daksh enjoyed making love to her now, fondling her curves throughout. She was infact more happy to see a nice spurt on her hips and ass too along with her breasts.

"You are enjoying the comfort of wealth, I am enjoying the comfort of these curves!" Daksh hissed and both he and Pallavi giggled like a happy couple and she in perticular looked gorgeous with her red glossed lips on her glowing skin, while Daksh didn't waste a single moment and immediately kissed the red lips with his eager ones.

Pallavi too kissed back and she allowed the kiss to be a noisy one, a sloppy one!

Daksh however had naughtier plans for the special evening. He kissed some more and pulled the red satin sheets, shoving it off his own and Pallavi's body, who suddenly became so consscious that she shivered and caught hold of one end of the sheet, pouting........"Heyy..........its cold here!"

Pallavi wanted to say more, but being buck naked with Daksh now on the lavish queen size resort bed was itself very thrilling for her. 

"I wanted to study and savour this figure right here and now!" 

"Hmmmmmm.....swine!" Pallavi blushed and studied the muscled body of her husband while he drank every recently-grown curve of his wife, from the hips to breasts and ofcoarse the ass which was currently hidden from his eyes, but his fully erect cock and aroused mind wouldn't resist one bit.

"Damn these goodies Pallavi!! ufff....!" Daksh cupped the naked breasts and kneaded them well, allowing a low moan to escape the lips of his equally aroused wife. He played with the rounded goodies and flicked the nipples too, making her moan a bit more in the same low tone. 

"They are more kneadable now!" Daksh winked as he played, fondled and even lightly slapped the breasts which took a decent good bounce now!

"You made them bigger for sure!" Pallavi hissed and she adored the bounce on her growing breasts. A sight which she was never gifted with initially, but now with the bull like husband she had, she knew she was likely to be only rewarded with such instances. A sensual smile crept on her lips and she leaned ahead to kiss Daksh, on her own will this time.

After sharing the sloppy wet kiss, Pallavi mewed sexily........"Daksh I would have killed myself if I never found you!" 

"Ssshhhh.........never every say that sweetheart!" Daksh fingered his wife's beautiful lips and pecked her forehead, just below her fat maang of sindoor, while then both could hear some mews and low moans from the other side! The other connected room which belonged to Harsh and Debosree.

"Hey..........thats Debu's voice........sshh......wait!" Pallavi in her naked form, hopped off the bed and with a playful bubbly bite on her lower lip, she leaned her ear to the wall and her smile turned naughtier! Her big lotus like eyes widened as she heared some muffled sounds......

"Harsshh no........aaah nnooooo not hereee.......aahahh not now pleaaasee.......aahh noo.........."

"Oh ppleaaase Debiiiii...........aahh uhmm aaaahhhh these hips! These cheeks.......uff............"

"Harsh nnoooooooo uhmmmmaaahh aah............"

Pallavi realised her nipples were even more erect as she realised how much of a good time her devar was giving to Debosree, who apparently protested but in the fashion which seemed more like a casual one.

Daksh smirked and got up from the bed with his dangling cock swaying to and fro in heat and adding some further spice to Pallavi's curiosity, he slowly shushed her with a finger gesture and grabbed hold on her shoulder to gently allow her to move forward while he remained behind her and soon they reached one end door of the room which ofcoarse had access to the next connected room.

"Go on......open it!" Daksh winked as his cock kept bouncing in erection for some latent exciting reason and Pallavi gasped with a thrill, to slowly murmur..........."Daksh.......you mean......oh gosh!!"

Pallavi slowly opened the door, just enough to have her eyes access to what was happening in the other room from where the moans came and voila! Her eyes expanded in size and her lips gasped furthermore in awe as she witnessed what was going on inside!

On the bed laid Harsh who was equally naked and he lay on top of Debosree in her own naked form, making raw love to her with the basics itself like kissing on her beautiful bong features and at times her lips too, and his firm brown hand had made sure that it grasped the soft wrists of the bobby and his naked hairy thighs brushe her own fair ones. But what Pallavi found more thrilling was Debosree's moans which weren't from a smile totally, but somehow it had a slight tinge of extacy in it. 

"Goosshh...........this is so sssssssssss........." Pallavi was murmering when suddenly a sweet surtly pressure interrupted her and that too of the bull like cock which hit her asscheeks and she shivered sexily to see Daksh had a wicked smile and he had wrapped his hands around her waist, slowly poking her ass. This was an entirely thrilling aspect for Pallavi who enjoyed the grasp of her husband while she sneak peaked at Debosree having an apparently sensual time with Harsh who pumped very very sensually into his moaning wife.

"My brother is taking good care of your ex-hubby!" Daksh deliebrately added this crude tone and this sent some intense sexual shivers inside Pallavi who gasped and pushed her ass sexily back to her husband's cock, with a cooe...."Yes he is!"

"Lets enjoy the show then!" Daksh winked and kept poking his wife's anal hole with his cock, while both he and she enjoyed the seductive atmosphere in Debosree's room, where the bobby now kept moaning with eyes closed and Harsh fucked her slow and smooth. However, he was also doing it while he kissed and licked along the neckline, the earlobes and even the lips. 

Pallavi was so aroused by this 'first time' live sex of Debosree, that she now began to knead her breasts very very sensually with her own hands, while Daksh slow-fucked her ass. The anal pressure she recieved was so smooth, that she even felt the brushing of the hairy balls on the top of her cunny skin. This made her more horny and this horniness was further amplified when she witnessed how Debosree moaned and allowed Harsh to have his way through.

"Oh Debiiiii............aaah aaaaaaaaaaah!" Harsh pumped and groaned and the more he groaned and his ass flexed, the more Pallavi cooed to her husband.........."Don't stop Daksh......uhmmmm aahh this is soooo hot!"

The whole scenario had heated up quite naturally where a wife was being analy fucked while she witnessed her bobbified ex-husband enjoy the pleasures of a wife too and that too with an equally hunk of a husband. 

Debosree now finally lifted her hands to clutch on the shoulder of Harsh who kept fucking her in a rythm as if there was some kind of mental music going on in the air around and the more Pallavi saw the lips of the bobby moan and purr and gasp, the more she pushed back her ass onto the cock of Daksh who didn't pace up at all, rather he had the same speed as his brother. 

Harsh then did something amazingly surprising to both Debosree and Pallavi, whose eyes widened when the hunk poked out his cock and made Debosree get up on the bed in a missionary pose and that too with a spank on her naked fat ass!

"Ohhh goshh.............so hot!" Pallavi bit her lip and enjoyed the sight of Debosree getting on her fours and then moan louder when Harsh attacked her hole with his cock once more. He now began a decently speedy ramming with bull like grunts and a similar pace was taken by Daksh who rammed Pallavi with a similar pace too.

"Maul my breasts Daksh!! I have never been so turned on in my life!!!" Pallavi turned back and hissed to her husband who now smiled and mauled the breasts along with his anal ramming of the ass. Debosree had her eyes closed and she was clearly enjoying the pleasure of her doggy position while Harsh rammed her with wet slap sounds roaming around the whole air. 

However, some moments later itself, Harsh grunted wildly.....

"Cumming for ya Debi!!!! Urghhhhhh aaaahhhhhh take it all!!"

Debosree realised an immense supply of thick potent juices inside her cunny from her husband who kept ramming till he oozed out the very last drop. Watching Debosree take all the semen with her whole consent turned Pallavi on and she then creamed too when Daksh released a good amount around her ass, some drops even invading her anal hole.

However the biggest thrill appeared when just at that moment the two well orgasmed ladies looked at each other and the eye contact made Debosree shiver!

The husbands were busy grunting after their meaty ejaculations while Pallavi too made a shameless eye contact with her bobby ex-husband! Both naked and sweaty and having a good amount of semen leaking out of their well fucked holes.

"Pp..Palo....." Debosree murmured softly while Pallavi didn't break eye contact at all. The moment tensed up even more!

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Be tuned.

[Mintu08]

bro, first i want to say i really like the way you narrate the story, the slow burn things are just awesome and erotic! and your writting creates an whole running film in mind!
hope you're reading a messsage, if yes do reply it buddy i have a request in general.....please please!
do reply to it bhai!
and do you understand hindi???

and answers like this ....let's see what's next not allowed XD!!
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I have accepted the buddy request:) thank you for your appreciation. Hope you enjoy further too.

[Mintu08]

Thank you everyone for the appreciation so far! We are now slowly heading towards a conclusion. But be tuned! Two more weddings are on the way! :)

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Chapter 42

Mumbai :

As per the request of Maalti and Prajakta, Promila got ready for the folk event held at a nearby place where there would be a small program of songs and dance. 

Promila was dressed lavishly in a saree and a sleeveless blouse which highlightened her curves well and the moment she sat with Prajakta inside the car to head for the venue, the hefty Marathi lady couldn't help but admire the mature beauty besides her who was her samdhan too...

"Hmmmmmmmmmm...........Someone is looking so very eatable!" Prajakta winked with a naughty tone.

"Dhatt tai! Don't say such things!!" Promila hissed back as she made sure the pallu was daped well on her shoulder, but the moment she was about to pin it, her hand was stopped immediately by Prajakta!

"Don't!" Prakakta smirked.

"Uhmm.....tai?" Promila shivered a bit. She wondered what was in the lady's mind.

"You trust yourself right?" Prajakta again used a naughty tone.

"Uhmm.......well!.......I........." Promila blushed and looked down with a soft pout..........

"Tai.........what if..........it slips......"

"Uff ho! let it slip then! I know someone who will held it back for you!" Prajakta winked.

Promila blushed even more now and looked to the other side in a heave of breath that made her breasts stirr and shake a bit. Clearly the only name that came to her mind was only and only 'Mohan!'

Soon the car started and headed for the venue and Prajakta cooed something to her driver in a very normal but playful tone, making Promila oblivious to what it was hinting towards.

"Make sure we head towards the Saree shop after we are done with the program, okay?" Prajakta cooed and the driver responded politely......."Sure ma'am!"

As the car drove ahead, Promila asked out ot curiosity........"Tai.....why the saree shop? ummm are we going for some shopping?" 

"Ummm well..........its a surprise!" Prajakta winked and then continued to praise her samdhan further.......... "By the way Promi, the jewelry looks really good! Even the bangles suit your forearms well! hmmmmm did they get a bit bulkier?" 

Promila blushed as she realised her forearms and arms had gained a decent amount of fat because of the lazy lifestyle she was leading with the Kulkarnis and along with it, she had overall put on a decent amount of weight, giving her belly and hips a sexy bulge by now. 

"Um tai.............all because of you!!" Promila cooed with red cheeks and her fair cheeks had the perfect tinge of red by now, but along  the way Prajakta kept teasing her....... "Also, your pallu is struggling a bit to contain these hmmmmmmmm you know right?"

Promila then looked at her own heaving breasts which gained a decent amount of mass too and the more they heaved, the more they had a sexy stirr to it. Anyways soon the car reached an open ground where the atmosphere looked very traditional!

Women of all ages wore the Nauvari saree with blouse and once again Promila was surprised to greet Pushpa who looked sexy as usual in her own saree, as they both greeted each other.

"Promila-ji! Come with me. I will help you out!" Pushpa cooed with a smile which was half mischevious.

"Help me? ummm where what..." Promila wondered, but Prajakta joined in soon with a smile........"Promi! its a special day today! Not only are you a special guest, but also a special performer!"

"Pp..performer?" Promila blushed and hesitated a bit, untill Pushpa continued........."Ummm yes!!! A Lavani Performer!'

Promila raised her eyebrows and then the second surprise came along from Prajakta!

"Both of us!"  Prajakta winked naughtily. 

"Tai I.............how can I ???" Promila hesitated, but also blushed a bit because she had no idea about a Lavani dance, but somehow the way Prajakta had held her arm made her the dominant one, and Promila being a mental submissive by default, surrendered to the moment!

"Don't worry! We all will dress you up Promila ji, follow us!" Pushpa cooed and she along with two assisting women also clad in nauvari sarees took Promila with them. Prajakta smirked and then called up her brother instantly on the phone. 

Inside the grand trial room, Promila sat on a wide tool and she was releived it was a wide one since her ass and hips and gained a decent amount of mass which strangely didn't bother her because she still had memories of Mohan's gaze at her swaying hip flesh when they had taken a walk at the beach.

"Take off your pallu!!!" Puspha purred.

"Uhmm ohh....." Promila blushed and looked down, obeying the orders as the submissive she was, while Pushpa and the other women enjoyed the sight of the older women stripping down with nervousness. 

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Meantime, Kulkarni Guest house :

Subosree was taking a walk in her grand balcony untill her phone buzzed and with a blushing smile, she realised it was none other than Tejas!

Subosree : Hey!

Tejas : Hi! Free for the evening?

Subosree : Umm why?

Tejas : Its a surprise!

Subosree : C'mmon say it already!!

Tejas : Silly! If it's a surprise, why should I reveal it now?

Subosree : Hmmmmmmmm okay then! 

Tejas : I will pick you up at 6 pm sharp okay?

Subosree : Fine! Whatever the surprise is.....

Tejas : Hey! Blow me a kiss!

Subosree : Shut up! 

Tejas : C'mmon! 

Subosree : Go to hell! I am not doing any such thing on the phone!

Tejas : Hmmmmmmm okay, so in real then?

Subosree blushed and cooed a "Get lost!" with a smile before she disconnected. However, a thrill still remained in her heart to what the surprise would be. 

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A few moments later : 

In this meantime Promila was dressed up in the Maharashtrian saree of a Lavani dancer and she wondered how she really allowed Pushpa and the other women to make her so easily submit to their playfulness. But the moment she stared at the mirror, the more she heaved her breaths and that too with a blushing blink of her eyes.

"Uff Promilaji! You look amazing!" Pushpa purred.

"Indeed!" The other women agreed as well.

Just then the door opened and stepped in Prajakta and the moment the hefty lady stepped inside, Promila got up from her chair almost in surprise as she stared at her samdhan, who was dressed in a Lavani saree too!

"Tai.....you..." Promila was lost in words, but Prajakta came close and teased the widow further...."Hmmmmmm...I smell something!"

"SS..smell? What?" Promila shivered a bit.

"A mini orgasm...?" Prajakta whispered softly while Promila blushed and looked down with a slow nodd. No way could she easily admit that the whole idea of performing an unknown folk dance had latently turned her on to the point she had a very small discharge down there.

"Are c'mmon you both fatties!!! Its time for the show already!" 

Pushpa's audacity made Promila gasp a bit more and she was surprised to see how Prajakta didn't react or respond to it, rather with a mischievous smile she cooed....

"Come Promi! Let's show the audience that we oldies could do it too!!"

The whole stage was set for fire as the two mature beauties swayed their big hips and bums all the way in their performing sarees and amongst the audience was the man who was the most happy to spot the nervous Promila! It was none other than a smiling Mohan who immediately had a lump growing as the music started...

"Aataa zau de na ghari!!! Are vazle ki baraaaa!!" 

"Aataa zau de na ghari!!! Are vazle ki baraaaa!!" 

The famous Lavani beat began to play and Promila was surprised to see the agility of Prajakta as she swayed and danced to the beats making a semi kinky atmosphere, while she was the one who felt so shy that she wished she could almost run away, but her eager samdhan wouldn't allow her to do so! She caught hold of a forearm and insisted with just a blink of an eye. 

Somehow Promila for assured and she began slowly slowly mimicking the moves of Prajakta. First the two swayed hips for sometime as per the best, secondly they turned their backs to the audience and twerked their fat asses which was shown well despite the saree fold and during this, Promila blushed the most because she was absolutely oblivious to the reactions but the manly whistles did amuse her.

The dance continued for some more time untill it ended atlast with some few last beats of the dholak and Promila sighed in relief in her sheer sweaty form, while the audience clapped and Prajakta immediately hugged her samdhan from all her heart. This hug sent a warmth inside Promila and she realised she had formed a newfound friendship with the hefty lady.

Prajakta soon broke the hug and added a line which surprised Promila even more....

"Promi! You were wonderful! You deserve a beautiful present!" 

"Uhmm....thank you tai.....but I didn't get it....what present?" Promila wiped her sweat with a hand towel as they both proceeded to the dressing room to change. 

This was the moment when Prajakta stopped and bursted Promila's curiosity by giving her the last and probably the most unexpected surprise of her life....

"My brother wants to marry you! Do you too?" 

Promila murmured..."uh...tai..." and couldn't complete. She blushed and looked down with a faint smile. But Prajakta lifted the chin up and purred once more...

"Willing to be the 'maami' of my children? Hmmm?" 

This was the moment Promila let out a sweet giggle and with a blushing smile she nodded and both she and Prajakta hugged each other once more and this time the hug was out of creating this new relationship

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Hawaii - Evening time :

Beautiful long candles were placed on the table of the Resort Dining Space where the couples settled with their glasses of wine, but Debosree in perticular couldn't face Pallavi who sat precisely opposite to her. Both had worn beautiful evening gowns and while Pallavi had a wine color, Debosree had a beautiful blue one and on the other hand, the hunks had worn their suits on and resembled charming knights quite easily.

What Debosree and Pallavi wasn't aware of, was the plans the husbands had for them for this special night!

"Ladies! Cheers to our wonderful coupling!  Right Harshu?" Daksh raised his glass and so did Harsh with a smile. While Pallavi slowly raised hers too and she blinked at Debosree to raise up hers as well and the bobby sighed a bit before doing so.

Finally the four cheered with Debosree having the slowest clank!

Eventually a conversation began with the combination of thrills and embarrassment both...

"Debu don't feel shy. I saw everything ummmm... clearly!" Pallavi purred softly, rubbing her own manicured almond nails on the equally beautiful nails of Debosree, who still didn't gather the courage to look at her ex-wife.

"Debosree....its alright! Infact I and Pallavi both are happy that you enjoyed those moments with a genuine heart..!" Daksh cooed after taking a small wine sip.

Harsh didn't utter a word, but just kept his hand on his wife's and this made Debosree gaze up at him with their eyes locked at each other for a brief amount of time. Pallavi noted that tension too and both she and Daksh smiled at each other, and just then, Harsh proposed a plan...

"Bhabhi, bhau! Let's make this night special! For our dear wives!" After saying so, Harsh gave a wink to Debosree who shivered a bit once more.

"Special....umm....like how Devarji?" Pallavi hissed with some unknown thrills herself.

"A foursome!" Daksh winked and this time both Pallavi and Debosree felt a skip in their heartbeats. Perticularly Debosree who felt many tensions creeping into her body all at the same time and she blushed, looking down, not willing to admit that the idea itself thrilled her womanly soul a lot.

"Hey wow....that will be fun, right Debu?" Pallavi blinked sensually once more to the bobby, who didn't utter a word yet, but rather took a slow sip of her wine with several thoughts lingering in her mind.

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At this meantime, Marine Drive, Mumbai :

Subosree was thrilled in this moment. She was enjoying the wonderful Mumbai breeze blow onto her locks and make her hair fly free as the open roof of the grand stylish car simply refreshed her. The car belonged to none other than Tejas who took her for a ride to the Marine drive and that too with a surprisingly wonderful climate in the city.

Tejas looked aside to see how the breeze had made the hair of the girl fly and flap like beautiful wings of a bird and the more he saw Subosree smile and take in the breezes with closed eyes, the more his heart jumped up and down with joy and to add some spice into this context, the salwar kameez Subosree wore was equally beautiful with a parrot green and red combination, with the red dupatta flapping as much as her hair, leaving some peeking room for the cleavage which Tejas enjoyed fully with his eyes.

They drove further untill the point that they reached an isolated spot. When the car stopped with a minor jerk, Subosree got conscious and she adjusted her hair from her forehead and ears, while looking at Tejas with a half smile. Tejas smiled too and there was clearly some tension in the air. 

"Subu......"

"Go on....what is it Tejas?" 

"You're beautiful!" 

"Oh........."

The tension in the air intensified as Tejas got a hand up and began to run them on the beautiful features of the bong girl. First he felt her nosetip, then her cheeks and then the moment he placed the fingers on the lips, the girl shivered and gasped softly.

Subosree felt nervous and looked to the other side, although a faint smile remained on her face and yet she cooed...."Sorry Tejas....ummm I feel a bit...."

But Tejas was determined to make the evening special. He made Subosree turn to his side with the grip of her jaw and he did it almost sensually and softly that added more warmth in her heart that there was before. And adding to this warmth, was Tejas's next words...."Don't utter a word now.."

That was all which had to be done and slowly both the faces neared each other, but one last surprise for Subosree unveiled atlast, making the girl look amazed!

Tejas had taken out a small box and the moment it opened, a diamond ring glittered in the dim darkness of the evening and the city lights. Subosree sighed sensually as she just couldn't believe what was happening. She covered her mouth with the typical 'awed' gesture, while Tejas didn't waste any further time in saying the main words....

"Subosree, will you marry me and be my devoted wife for life?"

The city lights and the romantic atmosphere was already enough and now the proposal from Tejas melted the heart of the young bong girl and she nodded in a yes, while the very next moment they neared their faces more and straightaway mashed their lips with each other. Tejas drank in every single juice drops off the petal like lips while Subosree closed her eyes and allowed him to do so.

However, the sensual kiss was over within some good amount of heaty moments and Subosree purred...."I love you Tejas" and they both hugged with all the grace in the world.


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Hawai, the most awaited night :

All four were present in Daksh's room and the room had an amazing ambience by this time. Both Debosree and Pallavi closed eyes in ecstasy as their husbands stripped them and then stripped themselves too.

Not a single word was exchanged and no ifs and buts were there on the picture! The naked husbands with their wives lay on the bed untill the hard fat cocks met the moist cunnies and the moment the heads invaded inside, both Debosree and Pallavi moaned together and atlast a sensual fucking began which was at a pace that was just perfect! Neither too rushed but nor too slow.

The fucking slowly intensified untill the moans and groans amplified and then with one last pump both Harsh and Daksh groaned and ejaculated deep into their wives covens and Debosree herself moaned in a genuine satisfactory pleasure as she took a firm grasp of Pallavi's hand who moaned at the same time too and their simulatenous acceptance of the reach creamy semen inside their holes made the moment spicier and this was a sight both the sweaty naked hunks enjoyed watching.

Infact, both the hunks descended down and hugged their wives with a mutual sensual murmer......."I love you my love!" 

Both Pallavi and Debosree hugged their husbands back in their equally sweaty conditions and they both moaned together.....

"I....I love you too!" 

Pallavi hugged Daksh while Debosree hugged Harsh with all the grace in the world and during this hug, for one last time in this night the bobby faced her equally well fucked ex-wife, who whispered kinkily...

"Feel the little drops swimming in...hmmm Debu?"

"Mmmhmmm....yes Palo! It feels.....as if....oh..." 

"As if it's searching for the egg .... right?" Pallavi purred naughtily once more while Debosree blushed at her deepest till now and nodded in a silent "yes"

Pallavi smiled and closed her eyes hugging her husband firm, while Debosree hugged Harsh with eyes closed, while a small tear escaped her eyes. 

The tear which belonged to the realisation of her new-self! 

Her new world! 

Which Debosree embraced with all her heart now!