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sooper pics ...excellent plot...sneha, the devine angel, deserves better...more romantic seduction rather than brutal attack..

Really thanks for your motivation... thanks again

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What an update brO…. It’s soooo Eroticccc.
Thank u for this stunning creative update. 

Thanks so so so much...love lots

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Bohot hi zabardast Blockbuster double updates!!!

The sex scene was well described, so graphical!!
Looking forward to next development!! Seems like Pandey will hunt her down in her own home

Thanks Ramu

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Rakesh slumped into the worn leather seat of the cab hurtling down Delhi's chaotic veins, the October smog choking him.
His phone buzzed insistently—another email from the higher-ups, the words "urgent escalation" glaring like neon accusations
The deal in Azamgarh was unraveling faster , the property developers, those slimy bastards with their fake invoices , were now demanding a "clean chit" from his inspection report, as if his signature was some rubber stamp dipped in grease. He scrolled through contacts until Kameesh's name popped up like a lifeline from his old Gurgaon days.


"Yaar Kamesh, kase hai dost ?" Rakesh spoke anxiously on the phone thinking him as his last hope for help

" Aree Yaar Rakesh , long time bhai , kase hai tu ?" the voice of Kamesh was his usual rough and cocky ..
" Baas Yaar , chal raha , wanted to meet you for an Azamgarh property Kamesh , possible hai ?" Rakesh asked
" Ha.. kuch bada hai kya ? Aaja office pe Gurgaon main " Kamesh's laugh rumbled back, deep and unhurried

An hour later, Rakesh walked in anxiously into Kamesh's small one room office. This was in a different part of Gurgaon where dusty roads can easily choke someone to death. It's been said that most crimes related to land and land disputes arise from this part of Gurgaon.
The office was in the first floor of a dilapidated building , the kind you will only find in the rustic outskirts of Gurgaon.

Kamesh was now a prominent real estate builder of Gurgaon.
Kamesh was Rakesh's old flatmate many years back when Rakesh was in his Engineering final year . They shared the flat for a year , but even after that they stayed connected. They were not very close friends, but they stayed in touch occasionally over weekends.

Kamesh started with humble beginnings with a small broker business in the 2000s. Gurgaon was still not the cyber city it is today. He struggled a lot initially to set up this business often working illegally with political leaders to get land deals dirt cheap.

"Dekh yaar, mid-way kar le benchodd ,report mein flaw note kar, but recommend 'rectifiable with minor fixes.' Unko lagna chahiye tu unka hai, par clean rakhna apna haath. Main bol dunga local MLA ko , but thoda cut chahie mujhe bhi aur MLA ko bhi " Kamesh spoke with his usual ruthless business like attitude.

Rakesh exhaled, the knot in his chest loosening just a fraction, he realising this may not be the most legal and ethical way .
" Kitna % cut Kamesh , already there has been enquiry in the department!" Rakesh asked anxiously..
" Rakesh ,bhai seedhe hisaab , yeh sab kaam pe risk hai , tu dost hai mera isilie kar raha hu.. cut to chahie minimum 20% .. soch le thoda ..no pressure .. agar chahie to phone karna sochke " Kamesh smiled ..
His bulky huge frame grinned at Rakesh , Kamesh will not be very tall , but had an extremely broad and stocky physique , his broad shoulders straining against the polo T shirt he was wearing and his thick biceps looked a bit scary even to Rakesh. His deep manly voice reverberated through the dirty room , as the old fan swirled slowly.

" Ok Bhai sochta hu main ... Lekin 20% cut to bahut jyada hai " Rakesh tried to reason

" Rakesh , tujhe pata hai bhenchod kitna risk hai , 20% I have told you is very less dude , anyway Maine bola na koi pressure nhi , kisi dusra way mil gaya , to kar Lena , uspe kya bada baat hai!"

Rakesh nodded!

The talk drifted, as it always did with old pals, to the ghosts of Gurgaon glory—boozy nights at DLF Cyber Hub

"Aur Sneha-Dhruv? Azamgarh mein settle ho gaye? Gaon ki mitti ne adjust kar liya?" Kamesh's eyes sharpened behind the casual probe, a flicker of something darker than nostalgia

Rakesh chuckled
"Haan yaar, Dhruv ko ek achha college mil gaya football aur studies mein busy rehta hai. Sneha... office se mostly WFH karti hai, kabhi-kabhi client visits ke liye nikalti hai, ya office jaati hai.."

He glanced at his watch, the meeting's shadow looming. "Chal, milte hain next time—tu aa ja Azamgarh, ghar pe biryani khilaunga." They clapped shoulders, Rakesh vanishing into the traffic snarl, leaving Kamesh alone in the dusty office room , his mind wandering to forbidden territory!

"Sneha! Ahhhha " he thought, the memory hitting like a gut punch laced with Glenfiddich burn. The memory flashed backed to the 31st of December last year, the air crisp with Gurgaon's false winter chill, fairy lights twinkling like cheap promises along Sector 56's corridors near Hong Kong Market.

Flashback of last year's 31st December


Kamesh had texted him mid-afternoon: "Yaar kase hai ?bahut din nhi mile ho ? Aaj bahar jana hai ?"

Rakesh texted back " Nahi yaar office ke bahut kaam hai aaj , ek kaam kar Kamesh , aa ja ghar pe—New Year hai Glenfiddich leke ana, Sneha ko surprise milega."
Kamesh had grinned into the mirror, flexing his gym-honed pecs under the fitted shirt, dousing himself in that musky aftershave that clung like intent. The bottle nestled in his arm , he rode his bullet bike through the cleaner roads of Gurgaon which were not as dusty as the place where he lived.


Kamesh buzzed the calling bell and Sneha opened the door ,
She was fresh from some home yoga flow or whatever that kept her body sinful, in a faded gray V-neck tee that hugged her massive 36D boobs like a lover's greedy palms, the thin cotton translucent just enough in the hallway glow to reveal her dusky areolas, her nipples perking faint peaks against the fabric from the winter's cold bite. Sweatpants clung low on her hips, gray cotton molding the lush flare of her ass cheeks, riding up the crack like an invitation to sin, her navel peeking bare and deep, a pinkish dimple fringed with soft down that begged a thumb's rough dip. Raven hair tousled loose, her full lips glossed pink, kohl-smudged eyes sparkling even in that dim evening light!

"Kamesh uncle!" Dhruv piped up from the living room shadows, class in his oversized sweater and pajama bottoms, all gangly limbs and that boyish face mirroring his mom's—same sharp cheekbones, same pouty lips that made his mom so Irresistibly sexy!

Sneha's laugh bubbled low, throaty, as she leaned against the doorframe, one hip cocked in a pose that made Kamesh's Nunu twitch heavy in his chinos
"Arre Kamesh ji, what a surprise ,andar aao please, you won't believe..Rakesh official meeting mein phas gaya Gurgaon ke bahar and that too on 31st night ko !"
Kamesh chuckled " hain ? Aaj bhi ? aaj to usko chutti milna chahie tha "

" Yeh department ase hi hai Kamesh ji , anyway , aap to bottle bhi laye ho , sad aapke dost hi nhi Hain "
" Aree yar , yeh to kafi galaat hua , ekbar phone to karega na mujhe "

" Same usual thing , meeting chal rahe hai , no phone no texting , khair aap baitho , main coffee banake lati hu !"

Unaware—or was she?—of the heat her casual sprawl ignited, she turned, ass globes jiggling subtle under her thin sweat pants, the faint jasmine of her skin mingling with the apartment's vanilla diffuser haze. Kamesh swallowed hard, the Glenfiddich suddenly feeling like a prop in a porno script, his eyes tracing the sway of her ponytail brushing the small of her back, imagining fisting it while he rutted her from behind. Dhruv bounced up, eyes wide at the bottle

They settled into the L-shaped sofa in the living area—Sneha curling one leg under her, tee riding up to bare a sliver more of that taut midriff, her deep navel winking clearly , Dhruv flopping cross-legged beside her, close enough their thighs brushed, the boy stealing glances at her profile with that puppy-lust haze only a pre-teen could mask as innocence.
Sneha bustled back with a tray—steaming mugs of filter coffee
"Kamesh ji, family ka kya haal? Bhabhi aur bacche?" she asked, sinking back, her knee grazing his accidentally-on-purpose as she handed over the mug, steam curling between them like unspoken steam.

Kamesh's gaze dipped unbidden to the V of her tee, the swell of her boobs rising with each breath, the V of her tee clearly giving away the swell of her ripe firm boobs .
He shifted, his thick Nunu thickening insistent against his thigh, pre-cum beading hot as he forced a grin.

"Sab theek, Sneha—beta 11th class main busy, biwi toh Bareilly ki gaon p hai. ... Par tum... yaar, ek bacche ki maa ho kar bhi, kya maintain kiya hai khud ko. Dhruv bilkul tumhari photocopy hai—wohi chehra.. lips to jaise tumare bilkul copy ho." His voice dropped a notch, flirt veiled as praise, eyes locking on hers with that bold stare.

Sneha's cheeks flushed a dusky tone, but she leaned into it, playful, turning to Dhruv with a mother's glow laced with tease. "Suna beta? Uncle bol rahe hain tu Momma ka pet hai."

She cupped his chin, tilting his face to the light, then planted a smacking kiss on his cheek—puunch!

The wet sound echoing soft in the room, her full lips lingering just a beat too long, gloss smearing a faint pink trail. Dhruv's eyes fluttered half-shut, a shiver rippling through his skinny frame, his small lulli stirring guilty in his pajamas as he leaned into her warmth, inhaling her jasmine-musk . "Haan Momma... your boy," he mumbled, voice cracking boyish, but Kamesh caught the flicker—the kid's gaze dipping to her cleavage's shadowed valley, lust budding raw and unfiltered, mirroring his own throbbing ache.

Kamesh's Nunu surged fuller, tenting his chinos painfully, the sight pornographic in its innocence:

"Arre waah, Momma's pet perfect combo. Dhruv, studies kaisa chal raha? college mein topper banega na?"

Dhruv shrugged, scooting closer to Sneha's thigh, his hand absently brushing her knee. "Haan uncle, par kal unit test hai... itna padhna padta hai, boring."

Sneha ruffled his hair, her laugh a velvet rumble that vibrated straight to Kamesh's balls. "Ye lo, Dhruv kabhi serious nahi hota tests ke liye—unless Momma peeche pad jaye. Hai na Shaitan ?"

She pinched his cheek, the motion making her boobs jiggle soft, the tee's neckline gaping just enough to flash the lace edge of her white bra, creamy undersides spilling over.

The talk meandered easy, Sneha's eyes lighting up over the latest Bollywood blockbuster "Arre Kamesh ji, Bollywood p ajkal story kaha ... Sirf item number aur dance"—then shopping hauls, her gesturing animated, tee riding higher to bare the soft quiver of her belly, navel contracting faint in the lamplight. Kamesh leaned in, voice dropping, his knee now pressing hers deliberate.

"Haan yaar, par tumhari shopping list sun kar hi mera wallet roy parega. Par seriously, Sneha—ek mom ho kar bhi itni fit, gym jaati ho kya daily?"

It was 10 PM now, the city outside pulsing with distant fireworks pops, New Year's Eve in full swing. He swirled his empty mug, eyes tracing the curve of her neck, "Aur plan kya hai aaj raat ka? Party toh hogi na—Rakesh wapas aa raha hai na?"

Sneha sighed, arms arching overhead so her tee pulled taut, boobs thrusting forward in obscene splendor, nipples outlined clearly against the fabric. "Arre nahi Kamesh ji, no party—Dhruv ka test hai kal, is gentleman ko padhai karni hai. "

Dhruv pouted, nestling his head on her shoulder, inhaling her scent like opium

"Arre Sneha, one night won't ruin the kid's brains—New Year hai yaar! Dhruv bachcha, be a good beta for today " Dhruv nodded eager, eyes gleaming with that forbidden spark

"Haan Momma, actually Kamesh Uncle is right ..please... My lessons are almost done ..why don't you go party with him ?"

Sneha's laugh pealed, but her eyes met Kamesh's over Dhruv's head, a sassy glint promising mischief.
"Dekho ji, ab toh mera beta bhi corrupt ho gaya tumhare persuasion se. Theek hai, Dhruv—jao so jao abhi, Momma jaa rahi hai party Kam uncle ke saath. No late-night TV, samjhe? Good boy."

She rose fluid, pulling him up with her, the sofa sighing relief, and Dhruv lunged into a hug, his face burying in her cleavage's plush valley for a heartbeat too long, inhaling deep before she peeled him off.


Sneha turned, tee clinging sweat-damp to her curves. "Ek minute, main change kar ke aati hoon—yeh ghar ka look party ke liye thoda... casual hai na?" She vanished into the bedroom, door clicking soft, leaving Kamesh's cock a rigid ache, mind reeling with visions of her peeling off those sweats, thong-clad ass flexing in the mirror.
Kamesh engaged in an animated small talk with the childish Dhruv, until sneha came back—her tight blue jeans molding her thighs like liquid latex, hugging the plump globes of her ass in a heart-stopping cling, the low-rise waistband baring a teasing strip of hipbone and the dimple above her crack. She had swapped the white tee she was wearing with a fitted blue one, but the V-neck of this tee was more plunging than the previous one , the fabric stretchy-thin, outlining every heave and jiggle of her massive boobs , nipples perking stiff peaks from the chill or the thrill. Hair loose in wild raven waves, lips freshly glossed crimson, and a spritz of that jasmine perfume.

"Guys, ready? Am I looking hot, or what?" She twirled playfully, jeans creaking taut over her ass cheeks , camel-toe hinting faint through the denims, boobs bouncing hypnotic in their cage.

Dhruv, hovering in the doorway like a moth to flame "Yes Momma... super ! , enjoy the party while I have to study for this stupid test! " His voice childishly sad
Sneha giggled, ruffling his hair"My naughty tiger—ab so jao, Momma late night wapas aayegi."

Kamesh felt Sneha's dressing up though decent radiated a distinct heat inside his body , his eyes secretly tearing through Sneha's ass globes.

"Sneha... Woow , you are looking such a killer aaj .... jeans mein itna hot lekin ... " His voice rumbled low, eyes devouring the curve of her ass
Sneha paused mid-way near the door " Lekin kya ?"

" New year party hai ... Mujhe laga skirt pehen rahi hai aaj "

Sneha smiled , her lips curving wicked, eyes smoldering promise. "Next time, Kamesh ji... abhi ke liye, yeh jeans hi sambhal lo."
She called out to dhruv "Be a good boy, beta—no mischief!"
The door clicked shut behind them, leaving the boy slumped against the frame

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The nightclub was buzzing with energy filled with typical rowdy Gurgaon crowd with their Thar jeeps and thick gold chain.

The bouncer winked at Kamesh naughtily " Sir , jaldi daaru ka order de dijie , scarcity hai "

Kamesh looked in contempt " thik hai dekhta hu jyada hoshiar mat ban "

Sneha found the loud noise quite unsettling
" Yaar Kamesh kitna party karte ho ? Even the bouncers know you ?" she tapped Kamlesh on the shoulders

" Business meeting real estate ki night clubs pe hi hota hai .." Kamesh replied scanning where to sit amidst the dark alley on the 2nd floor

They found a cosy corner place , dark but considerably less noise due to the corner positioning
Sneha eased into the sofa , sinking a little low , Kamesh observing how Sneha's fat ass cheeks snugly fit into the sofa and her shapely thighs making a sensuous loop as she sat cross legged

They both moved closer to each other as the noise increased , it was difficult to hear the other person !

An Waiter emerged with a bottle of Glenfiddich
" Bhaiya I dont think we ordered whiskey " Sneha looked surprised at Kameesh.

" bhaiya idhar rakh dijie " Kamesh signalled
" kameesh , I thought we will just have food , No ?" Sneha looked at Kamesh

" It's new year eve .relax sneha .. dhruv ki unit test hai tumhari nhi " Kamesh winked uncorking the bottle
" Very funny .. jyada mat dalna " Sneha was little awkward ..She loves the consistent taste of Glenfiddich, but it's the first time she would be drinking with kamesh .

" it's very smooth sneha , ghabrao mat , yeh lo " Kamesh poured a measured glass for Sneha , 60 ml mixed with water
Sneha gulps a little " Eww , it's very strong kameesh "
Kameesh drinks the entire glass in seconds ignoring what Sneha said

" Chalo let's go and hit the floor " Kamesh drinks and gets up ..
" Kamesh , it's very crowded there .. hardly any place on the dance floor ..."
" Sneha , what's the fun in partying in an empty floor , right ?" Kamesh nudged hitting her gently on the arm ..

" Thik hai , lekin may be not for long " Sneha said and raised her arms up to flop her hair back which was falling on her eyes.
Kamesh was stunned to see her smooth shaved armpits right next to his face. Sneha's fair shaved pits shone in the neon lights escaping from the dance floor. He was madly turned on by those armpits , he literally wanted to lick Sneha's armpits had she kept those exposed any longer.
Kamesh got up to move , Sneha playfully exclaimed "Aree.. Atleast let me complete my glass ? how can I dance Kamesh without being drunk "

" In one go Sneha .. "

She instinctively gulped down the entire 60 ml in one single go

" Woow , that's the Gurgaon girl in you Sneha !"
They stumbled into the already crowded floor!

Sneha felt a little tipsy with the blaring sound of the DJ and the darkness adding to the ambience. They started dancing though the crowd was a bit jarring.
Sneha hesitated a bit , but Kamesh was not tipsy and hooted as the DJ stepped up the tempo.
Sneha tried being careful , yet her massive boobs occasionally grazed on Kamesh's thick broad chest as they were dancing close enough. Sneha's flimsy tee was now struggling to hold her big boobs , Kamesh caught Sneha adjusting the straps of her tee so as to prevent her tiny black bra peeping out from the shoulder sides like a rebellious kid. Her bra had thin lace like straps , the hooks clearly reeling under the weight of her 36D tits. Her nipples were stiff and perky and obscenely jutting out towards Kamesh inviting him with pride.

The crowd swelled on the floor and sneha and Kamesh closely stuck together, Blood surged to Kamesh's Nunu and now the thick meat was painfully straining against his chinos. Sneha's big jiggling ass globes was almost touching Kamlesh's Nunu under his chinos . Kamlesh felt an irresistible erection, the shaft painfully trying to break through his chinos . Kamlesh tried to sooth his Nunu with his hands in the dark!

" Sneha , chalo ek aur drink leke aate , kuch feel nhi aa rahe "
Sneha playfully looked at him " Really Kamesh ? You are trying to get me sloshed or what ?"
" Sneha abhi to 12 bhi nhi baje , it's New year eve aur tumhare itni drama" he chewed his words

" So this is drama ? We were just supposed to have food mister .. forgot ?" Sneha was at her playful best ..

" Come on Sneha , ek 60 ml drink ! , yeh Gurgaon ki ladki hai tu ?? woh bhi New year eve pe ? Yeh bol yaar mere company jam nhi rahe tujhe "

Kamesh shooted sharp at Sneha , his words teasing Sneha into half

Sneha also teased him back
" Kamesh , Hrithik Roshan to ho tum nahi , sirf thoda thick biceps bana liya tumne ..baas dialogues hi dialogues..kyu ? "
" Sneha , mera biceps tu dekha kaha ? " Kamesh looked suggestively at Sneha.
He handed a large 90 ml glass , full raw with no water
" chup chap isko pe lo, yeh tere liye hi banai Sneha "
" Kamesh , itna bada glass ? kya kar rahe ho sachchi "
"12 bajne wala hai , dance floor p Jana hai jaldi "
Sneha looked hesitating at the huge glass which Kamesh handed , her throat dried up leaving her in two minds

" Sneha yeh dekh , ase " Kamesh gawked at Sneha and drank from the bottle like an absolute monster with his dirty lips. His bald head and gutkha stained teeths shining under the translucent Neon coming from the horizon. The alcohol passed his thick throat like a camel guzzling from an oasis.

" Dekha ase , aur dekhegi.. ?" Kamesh winked at Sneha and again guzzled down holding the bottle like trophy. And Still , he was stable , his eyes as composed and cold like a Lion waiting for his prey from a hideout!

"Isko kehte hai Gurgaon ki asli launda!!"
" Acha ? Daaru peene ke koi competition p naam likha rahe ho ? " Sneha snapped before meeting his eyes with a smile

Three tall and broad looking middle aged men barged into the alley, their face shining under the neon lights

" Abe behenchod , tu idhar .." Kamesh waved at one of them
" abe Tu Kameesh ..chutiye tu idhar kase be , yeh dekh Deepak aur babban bhi hai mere saath "
One of the stout pot bellied men leaned towards Sneha and asked
" Abe kameesh , yeh hot maal ko kase pata liya? "
" Abe Ranga , yeh Rakesh ki biwi hai , kuch bhi mat bol " Kamesh interrupted Ranga

" sorry .. really sorry ..meri galti ..how r u bhabhi ?" Ranga folded his hands in apology , but six pairs of eyes were rubbernecking at Sneha's cleavage..

Sneha got conscious and pulled her top up , but her tee hung onto her tits like a second skin clearly outlining the faint straps of her designer Bra underneath the translucent Neon light.

" Bhabhi , Ranga ne pucha kuch aapse ?"

" i am fine till now...but can't guarantee as your friend is in full mood to blow me out with this fucking whiskey of his" She looked sideways at Kamesh

" bhabhi ji , tension mat lo , yeh night club hum log ka roj aana jaana hai , itni achi daruu Gurgaon ke kahi bhi nhi milegi aapko , So enjoy Full !!!!!!!!!" Babban spat out the gutkha from his mouth

" Yuck .. who does that ? how can these guys be so dirty , spitting gutkha on the walls " Sneha thought to herself

One of them was gaping at Sneha's exposed shoulders which gave away clearly her black Bra straps " Bhabhi , Rakesh kase hai ? ..unko bolna aap Deepak aur Babban se mile nightclub pe "
Babban and Deepak roared in laughter ..
Kamesh butted from the side " Nahi Sneha ,kabhi bhi batana mat Rakesh ko , bechara daar Jayenge hahahaha"

Sneha was surprised " Kyu ? Kyu darenge Rakesh ? What am I missing" She looked in turns at them a little startled
" Hai bahut sarein kissa bhabhiji . abhi daru peena hai , aap dono bhi aa jao ..milke karenge gappe " Babban invited her.

Sneha was clearly not comfortable with these slimy bastards .
" Abhi to late ho gaye bhaisaab..aap log jaie main dekhti hu... "

As the three tottered away "Kamesh , what sort of guys are you friends with ? Full Gangster aadmi hai yeh, fuck!!"

Kamesh looked mischievously at Sneha
" Sneha , business partner hai sab..!"
" These guys do business with you ? Really ? And what were they saying Rakesh was scared of them ? Were they making it up ?"

" No Sneha , Past is past , abhi on new year eve , you want to hear the story of what these three behenchod did to Rakesh ? Is the past so important?"

" Thik hai baba ..baad main batana !..lekin batana"

The clock struck 11:59 . The whole nightclub jumped into a violent raucous countdown ..
58 , 57 , 56 ..the defeaning roar gave headache to Sneha , the dance floor erupted in crazy yelling .. people clearly pushing each other on the crowded dark floor

Kamesh pulled Sneha into the floor, his other hand holding the neat 90 ml glass
..Just on the edge , he almost thrust the glass into Sneha's lips,
Sneha chocked , but recovered and drank the full neat whiskey!! Full 90 ml neat!!

She wanted to spit out , the burning gash of sensation cut her right into halves, she trembled with the Aftershock
Kamesh held her tightly from falling ..her head spinning that moment in all direction like a merry go around ..

12 PM... loud crackers ushered the new year... Inside , the nightclub turned into an obscene and shady display of Smooching between couples as the DJ yelled " Happy New Year ¡!!!!!!!!!!!" ..
Couples smooched loudly , passionately sucking each other's lips ..
Sneha still tipsy shuddered from within what if Kamesh would try now ? , ofcourse she was not that drunk to French kiss his hubby's friend !

After all the clear flirting through out the evening and Kamesh's rough dirty occasional touches , Sneha felt a deep heat inside ... Her nipples were anyway hard from the effect
Kamesh had a prominent tent formed inside his chinos , his Nunu brazenly slapping Sneha's ass globes from behind , Sneha clearly felt his rock hard tool on her ass , is he really that big or just came without wearing any chaddi ? Sneha Wondered as his erection grew on her ass, he silently dry humped Sneha from behind with an expert rhythm .

They both looked sideways to the couple Smooching..
Kamesh playfully "kyu sweetie smooch karni hai ?"
Sneha " achaa? . Puchke smooch karoge ?" She joked back obviously thinking Kamesh joked too.
However, Kamesh brought his big bald face near Sneha's luscious lips , both were so madly sexually charged they would have smooched for the rest of the night , but Sneha stopped him
" Pls Kamesh , Shadi shuda hu main .. aur hum dono utna bhi drunk nhi hai ki french kiss karein! "
Kamesh still wanted to bite off Sneha's lips ,,
However, Kamlesh's eyes now went to the guy to the right of them , in the dark that guy had pushed his girl to the corner and quietly put his hands inside the shorts the girl was wearing..
The girl enjoyed every bit of it , moaned hungrily , the guy was groped her thighs cupping her ass globes over the tiny shorts she was wearing..
" What the hell , what are they doing ..fuck!!!!" Sneha looked wide eyed in the dark
" Idhar bahut common hai.. bathroom p jao dekho kase sab andar sex kar rahe hai "
" Ewwwu ,, can't they atleast get a room , " Sneha looked disgusted ..
She caught Kamesh enjoying the show , his eyes locked on the girls ass and panties..
" Kamesh , hey bhagwan...look the way you are staring at them .. thoda to sharam karo bhai "
Kameesh eyes glistened with lust, his thick Nunu straining dangerously hard , the guy was about to strip off the girl's shorts , Sneha and Kamesh saw it all!

" Uff kya thighs hai ...dekh Sneha kamaal ki thighs hai yaar uski " Kamesh checked her out shamelessly

" Really Kamesh ? Kabse ghur rahe ho usko ?"

Kameesh voice turned mischievous " ladka to ek number ka chutiya hai, lekin yeh ladki kase Mila isko saala.."

Sneha looked playfully" kuch accha kaam kiya honge pichle janam par!!!"

" Sneha , next time hum club ayenge na tu bhi aese shorts yaa miniskirt pehen na"
" Kya ? " Sneha was shocked , When did Kamesh started owning her ..
" Kyu ? Teri thighs kabhi to dekhni hai na ? Tere mote fair thighs nhi dikhaegi mujhe ? "

Sneha felt an wild sexual tension, she knew both of them were at the peak of suppressed sexual desire, alcohol brings out the animal in men.. What if ??

Beads of dirty desire already poisoned Sneha's horny mind , the hard whiskey doing it's effect on her compromised senses ... She could not help but compare Kamesh with Rakesh , his poor wimpy husband , Rakesh will never be man enough in front of the imposing Kamesh, Kamesh was brute, rough, intimidating quite out of league of the gentle , timid Rakesh!

" Kamesh , enough! Chalo yeah se.. " Sneha turned to the other side ..
" Abe kya hua ?" Kamesh looked , still licking his lips
" Kamesh I am feeling nauseated here ,there is too much gaanja smell here" Sneha tried to move away from the claustrophobic corner.

Just then Sneha's tees stuck on a protruding nail from the wall , she tried to prevent from falling , as the crowd pushed from behind ..
" Frrrrrrr" the sound of torn fabric stunned Sneha ..
" Shit my top .." Sneha snapped irritated ..
" Kya hua ?"
" Something on the wall have got stuck on my top " Sneha whispered apprehending others will see!
" dhyan rakhna chahie tha na , abhi left side pe mat ja , bahut crowd hai "
Men were jumping on each other's shoulders and throwing alcohol to the ceiling , it was not wild anymore , they were bunch of animals let loose on the dark hall ,hardly cared whom they pushed or shoved , even the bouncers were pushed out , such uncultured they behaved!
Kamesh somehow pulled Sneha out of the mess , " Fucker! Stay away" Sneha yelled at one of the stranger who tried feeling and slapping Sneha's ass from behind.

They were lucky to somehow make their way out of the hall- pushed aside the emergency stair door - In the dimmed staircase lights , Sneha was stunned - her tee was badly torn from the front, the tattered cloth hanging in front like a wiper . Her tits were brazenly out in full view , the tiny Bra only covering the portion around her dusky aerolas , the hook of the stylish Bra enormously strained under the weight of her huge 36D tits , the perilous hook could break off with the slightest provocation making Sneha completely topless!

" Behenchodd!!!!!!!!!!" Kamesh's jaws dropped.. he was fully drunk , so he imagined initially he may be dreaming of Sneha standing in just the Bra , her 36D tits were large and firm and looked heavenly over her otherwise flat waist , despite Sneha's last ditch attempts , her hair failed to cover her nakedness, her succulent and erect nipples clearly protruding out from the Bra like a steel bullet. Kamesh felt bad for her Bra , it was useless and did not cover anything much.

Sneha had by then turned around , how can she continue to show her full tits to Kamesh like that , Kamesh's pre cum was now about to come out , he felt like shooting his semen on the staircase then and there ..
" Fuck .. my tee!! What the hell" Sneha jeered helplessly..
" Uhmm... Did you get hurt Sneha ?" Kamesh tried being empathetic
" No , may be bruises thankfully! Kamesh mujhe cover karne ko kuch do please , I am just standing in a Bra ..aese bahar kase jau ?"
They heard few approaching footsteps and giggles on the other side of the door ..
" Oh Fuck!!" Sneha panicked

" Idhar se lock kar diya , ghabra mat!!" Kamesh tried locking the door from his side to prevent anyone from entering

" Thanks yaar!" Sneha breathed a sigh of relief!
" Sneha tu ase Bikini jase Bra kyu pehni hain ? piche se hook kabhi bhi fat jaygi , yeh Bra to nhi bikini lag rahe , tujhe thand nhi lagti ?"
" Come on Kamesh , meri Bra ka upar PhD karoge kya abhi? Gurgaon p utni thand hoti to kya main yeh Bra pehenke bahar ati ? For goddamn sake, give me something to cover now!"
" teri top to Gaya full , ek kaam kar top ko puri utaar de!"

" Aur beech sadak pe topless ghumu?" Sneha looked at Kamesh irritated
" Nahi re ruk jaa yaar, Bra ke upar Mera jacket pehen lena "
" Ha to jaldi do mujhe Jacket.. dekh kya rahe ho ?"
" Ruk.. jacket Maine table pe chor ke aaye the .., main leke aata hu "
" Kamesh ,please jaldi wapas ana , main Bina kapdo pe aese khada nhi rah sakta yaar "
" dheeraj rakh , tension na le , chup chap ruk idhar"

When Kamesh came back ,Sneha realised realised the blazer was bit oversized for her, the two buttons in the front meant her boobs were pretty much visible even with the Jacket on!
Her tits strained against the soft fabric of the jacket , her overflowing cleavage still showed mostly if under lights
" Kamesh , please chalte hai , main yeh pehenke andar nhi ja paungi ." Sneha requested
" Thik hai , tu niche ja , main bill clear karke aati hu"

Although, new years eve , the roads of Gurgaon were deserted ,
Kamesh pressed on the gas pedal and sped like a maniac , the trees and buildings moving past them like a video game
" Kamesh!!!! Kya kar rahe ho ? 100 km hour ? Lost your mind ?"
" Sneha , bahut jor Susu aaye hai , chalane de tez , chup chap baith tu seatbelt daal ke "
Sneha tried telling Kamesh , but he just did not listen. And , at the junction of sector 56 , a traffic patrol van spotted them speeding.
The patrol van intercepted them right away , kamesh had no way to dodge the two sergeant inside.
The guards jumped out delighted to get hold of a traffic offender on New year's Eve. The chuckle on their eyes spoke of their unbridled pleasure..
" Oye Behenchod , daaru peeke 100 km pe gaadi chala raha hai , itna maar marunga behenchodd kabhi ghar se nikal nhi paega " one of them yelled at Kamesh with endless profanities
Kamesh did not take that well
" Bhaisaab ache se baat kijie.. janta nhi ho aap main kaun hu !"
Sneha tapped Kamesh's shoulders and whispered " Kamesh thik se baat karna .. we were speeding ..galti hum log ka hi thi!!!"

The tall dark guard banged on the window glass " Aabe bahar nikal aur apne license dikha jaldi!!! "
Kamesh looked at Sneha ..
" Kamesh , Jo bol rahe hai Karo , lekin pyaar se , gussa mat karna "

The tall guard tapped again on the glass "oyee jaldi , tym nhi hai hamare paas "

The tall guard took out a breathalyzer from his pocket and asked Kamesh to breathe ..

" Saala , tere upar to achaa case banega , lagta hai pura whiskey ki bottle andar daala , kyu ? "

Kamesh tapped on his hands "Aree bhaisaab, New year's Eve hai, bolo kitni chahie chai -paani k lie ?"

" Behenchodd, lamba andar jaega tu , samjha ? " The tall guard snorted back at Kamesh flared by his insistence for bribe !

The other guard was stout fat pot bellied he came near Sneha's side with the Breathalyzer machine..

Sneha's throat went cold as she breathed into it ,
The pot bellied buffalo shouted to the tall guard " Oye Gurnaam, yeh madam bhi talli hai "

" Aree wah Madam , badiya hai , aap bhi thoda takleef uthake gaaddi se bahar aa jaie " the tall guard spoke in thick Punjabi accent

Sneha twitched her nose in irritation " Fuck!!!"

The fat buffalo like guard laughed " Madam yeh Fuck -wuck bad main karna , abhi jaldi se bahar aie"
Sneha felt in two minds , she had just worn a Bra under the jacket , nothing else , and Kamesh was right , even the Bra was struggling under the weight of her massive 36D tits , the hook at the back can break off any fucking moment!!
What if these guys ???

Sneha looked at the fat guy and replied " Ha , ek min , baal thik karke aa rahi hu "

Sneha pulled up the car window and adjusted the blazer and the Bra underneath as much as possible, her large erect nipples were still making prominent impression under the jacket since her top was not there

" Madam I'd card ?" The fat guy streched his hands out..

" hmm..Sneha Singh , age 34 " the fat guard read out loud
"Gurnaam.. Aur woh aadmi ka kya naam?"
"Kamesh Yadav , age 40 .." the tall guard read out loud
The fat pot bellied guard turned to Sneha
" Aab bataiye madam, kaun lagte yeh apki ?"
Sneha replied "Friend.. friend !!"
The tall guad sneered " Aahha .. boyfriend ya friend?"

Sneha : " that's none of your business mister !"
Kamesh added " aur jaha tak speed ke sawal hai Bhaisaab, speed normal hi the "
The fat guard grinned " Acha ? Normal speed the ? Bahut hoshiar ban rahe tu ?"

Kamesh " Abe oye gandu, pyaar se baat kar!!"

The tall guard aggressively surged ahead " Oye hero , gaali kisko Diya ?"

Sneha got irritated " Kamesh , will you please stop fighting with them ? Main baat kar Rahi hu na!"
The fat guy played with his big belly and asked " So madam , itni raat ko akela dost ke saath kaha se aa rahe ho ? Husband kaha hai apki ?"

Sneha flustered by his insistent questioning , can't blast them now obviously..
" Dekhie bhaisaab, humlog speed se nhi Jaa rahe the"
The tall guard interrupted " madam , kuch puche aapse, kaha se aa rahe ho itna raat ko ?"
Sneha hesitated a bit " dost ..dost ke Ghar pe new year party the "

" Achaa.. aur apki husband ?"
" Husband ka kya ? Aap itni details kyu puch rahe ho ?"
" Madam , Jo pucha chup chap answer kijie , hoshiari nhi aur ulta sawal nhi ..thik hai , Gurnaam andar se court ke paper leke aana jaldi"

The fat guy took the form and wrote " Sneha Singh ... Age ..34 ..husband ki naam ?..jaldi "
" Rakesh "
" Rakesh kya ?"
" Singh.. Rakesh Singh"
" Dost ke Ghar kaha thi ?"
" Kya ?"
" Jis dost k Ghar party kar rahi thi aap , uske address bataiye "
Sneha did not know what to say , Kamesh came ahead " Mera dost the woh log , sector 52 main road , Belvedere building "
" Ok udhar se kitni baaje nikli ?" The fat guard asked picking his nose

" Kareeb 15-20 mins pehle "

" 20 mins pehle , thik hai ..matlab 2:00 baje.. dekho madam abhi case to dal diye ..abhi station pe phone kiye gaadi ayenge aur aap log ko station aana parega "

"Shit! " Sneha lamented ..she was not ofcourse expecting this..
Kamesh suddenly got aggressive, he came rushing to the fat guard , the fat guard turned around and held him by the collar " Behenchodd kya kar Raha hai ?"
Kamesh pushed him saying " oye ,, abhi phone karunga tera naukri chala jaega "
The fat guard laughed " laga phone behenchod.. laga abhi "
The tall guard came and snatched Kamesh's driving license .." phone laga gandu ..Maine bola "
Kamesh looked flustered , he was faking it , in reality he really did not have anyone who can bail them out of trouble now ,at 2:30 AM in the night
The fat guard grinned " dekh , yeh chutiya ka to hawa nikal gaya , phone lagaega behenchod!"

Sneha irritated turned to Kamesh " Kamesh , what the hell you are doing , main baat kar Rahi hu na aaram se , where is your fucking mind ?"

Kamesh twitched under the impact of whiskey , his speech incoherent and obscure
The tall guard said sternly " idhar sign karo madam ...aur dono wait Karo .. station se gaadi ayenge ..fir station pe FIR karenge.."

The two guards took the signed forms , their car keys and walked inside a small chowki about 100 metres away next to the highway .

"Fuck ! Shit !" Sneha clenched her teeth once the guards were gone
She looked at Kamesh " Kamesh , you sit inside , I will try to sweet talk them , comeon we can't get arrested now in the middle of the night "
" Dont worry darling , I will beat the shit out of them " Kamesh said in an intoxicated state
" Just go and sit inside the car , I said Kamesh , you have already pissed them off"
She came and opened the door of the car and pushed him inside .
" You are drunk Kamesh , don't get into a fight with them now!"

Sneha stood for a while alone, the national highway eerily deserted , with hardly any vehicles crossing them.

She slowly walked upto the chowki and saw the two guards lying on a cot and watching loud reels on their phones

" Excuse me Bhaisaab..matches milegi ? Mujhe cigarette peene thi !" Sneha knocked on the door and asked
The fat guard grinned " ha bilkul milegi madam .. andar aa jao aap "
Sneha looked hesitating " Are you sure ? Andar aau ?"
" Ha madam , bilkul , aa jao , Aree Gurnaam madam ko baithne de , yeh lo madam Matches"

Sneha lit her cigarette " Thanks Bhaisaab.. " She exaled a thin ring of smoke and asked " aaplog ko chahie ? " She extended her packet of cigarettes to them
The fat guard took the packet and raised his eyebrows " Kaunsi brand hai yeh madam ?"
" Malbuoro, kyu ?"
" Kabhi try kiye yeh cigarette Gurnaam ?"
The fat guard took one and gave another to Gurnaam..
" Yeh packet rakh lijie , mere paas aur ek cigarette ki packet hai " Sneha smiled
Gurnaam grinned " Thanks madam , humlog kya hai na din pe 10-15 sutta mar lete hai"
" Ha .. I understand, kafi tough job hai aap log ki , by the way , Bhaisaab, I am really sorry for the way my friend talked to you guys .." Sneha leaned back in her chair and bent just enough to give a handsome glimpse of her cleavage through the jacket , the two men could gauge the fullness of Sneha's tits now clearly.

" Madam , mar hi daalte aapke dost ko yeh bulla saab , iska gussa khatarnak hai " the tall guard pointed at the fat guy laughing
" Ek number ka chutiya hai aapke dost madam " the fat guard smirked
" Ha to uske liye sorry , aap log yehi Gurgaon ki hai ? Family ?" Sneha takes a slow drag exhaling a thin stream of smoke

The fat guard nods" ha abhi to Gurgaon ke hi ho gai , 3 bachche hai , college jati hai , aur Gurnaam ke bhi 2 bachche hai "

They talked and smoked casually, the room warm due to the tightly closed windows.

" Madam , woh floor pe ash-tray hai , jara Dena please " The tall guard Gurnaam requested

" Oh yea , sure "
Sneha turned away from the two men and bent downwards to lift the ash-tray from the floor . What seemed a little deliberate , She stayed bent for a couple of seconds more while the two guards silently leered at Sneha's big curvy ass from behind, they both felt a rush of blood surge into their penis seeing how Sneha's tight ass cheeks jiggled inside her jeans , her defiant panty lines making that vivid impression under her jeans , their penis were now straining painfully against their khaki pants as they figured out from her panty lines -she had definitely worn those naughty tiny panties underneath , Both heavily sexually deprived guards looked at each other with that dirty lecherous grin , their thick powerful manhood fully aroused and dancing in joy

Sneha turned and caught those mischievous smirk when she handed over the ash-tray to them , She playfully looked up though ..
" So No new year plans with family ? " Sneha asked after adjusting herself back on the chair , she rummaged through her purse and took out a bunch of currency notes..

" Bhaisaab, yeh rakh lo please" , Sneha quickly in a swift go placed the notes on the table..
" Kitni hai "
" Bhaisaab, mere paas abhi cash 7-8k hi hai " Sneha looked earnestly at the Fat guard who was counting the notes ,
" Yeh to baas 7000 hai , isse to kuch nhi hoga madam , mazaak chal rahe kya "
" Dekhie bhaisaab, abhi aur cash nhi hai mere paas , agar aas paas koi ATM machine ho to,......"
" Aree ATM machine 10km dur hai , kuch nhi ho sakta madam!!" The tall guard dismissed it
The fat guy cleared his throat " madam 7000 se to iska kutta bhi nhi manega , haina Gurnaam " They laughed staring at Sneha

Sneha seductively got up and walked towards them , one hip cocked in a pose that gave goosebumps to the guard
" Achaa ?? Aese hai kya ? "
" Ha madam , FIR to hoga hi pakka "

Sneha stood right in front of the cot where the two guards were seated , she leaned forward with a flirty smile " Aur agar main ase kuch Karu ?" Her voice rumbled low
" Jase kya ?" The Fat guard's eyes gleaming
" Jase ki......." Sneha slowly pulled off one button of the jacket , then another
And slowly slid the jacket off her shoulders confidently
" Uhhh no touching guard saab , sirf dekhlo ache se!!!! " Sneha slowly stripped off the entire jacket and threw on the table , both men saw Sneha standing in just a flimsy Bra , the Bra just barely managing to hold her big and firm tits , there was no top , no tees underneath , just straight into Bra
The two men were as dumbfounded as if they were seeing live ghosts ,
" Behenchodd saaali kya boobs hai iski " the tall guard mumbled loudly
" Kyu yaar , ache se dekhlo , top nhi pehni hu , jacket ke niche sirf Bra hi hai , aaram se dekhlo , lucky day hai aap log ke lie , hai na ?"
The fat guy has already put his hands inside his khakis and pleasuring himself , He got up probably too excited and surged towards Sneha
" Uhhu uhu.. no touching bastard I said , chup chap dekhlo aur mujhe jaane do , koi case nhi banegi , all right ?" Sneha pushed the fat guard towards the cot and picked up the court form which had Snehas and kamesh signature ..

" Sirf dikhaoge , Dudu touch nhi karne dogi , saala Gurnaam madam ko nañga kar dete yaar , raat bhar isko chodunga "

The fat guard took out his disgusting piece of thick erect penis and stood flashing it shamelessly at Sneha..

Gurnaam stopped the fat guard " aree bulla , zabardasti nhi kar sakte iski saath , duty pe hai humlog , bawal ho jaega , madam lekin kya randi hai saali , iske boobs ko chatna hi parega "

" Dekho tum dono , hoshiari mat karo samjhi ? Ache se dekho aur apne lund hilao , aur yeh court k form mujhe de do , aur mujhe jaane do , "

Sneha picked up the paper forms and tore it right in front of them as the two guards were shamelessly jerking off their thick erect tools.
" Oye behenchodd.. yeh kya kiya tune ?"
Sneha smiled " kyu bhaisaab? chalo case khatam , abhi main chalta hu .. .. thik hai ?"

The two guards looked at each other like fools , as Sneha smiled at them ,
" Aur tum dono 1 min bhi nhi tik paoge , bare aaye meri boobs ko touch karne wale ..huh "

"Aree sun , thik hai tujhe hum dono touch nhi karenge, pakka promise , Duty pr hai , lekin aese tujhe jaane bhi nhi denge , ek kaam kar apni jeans bhi utar de!" The fat guard ordered Sneha ..

" Kya? Chup chutiya" Sneha hit back..
" Yaar , bola na touch nhi karenge... Chup chap jeans utar k dikha "

Sneha looked around a bit , " thik hai jyada nhi hu ?"
Sneha slowly removed the buttons of the jeans and started exposing her panties , she slid her jeans down her thighs and fully exposed herself in Panties..

The fat guard could not hold himself , streams of cum shoot out of his erect manhood and fell on the bed and the floor, the other guy also followed suit soon.

" Huh , sirf 2 min tik paaye , tum dono , dialogues to dekho !!" Sneha smirked
She got dressed up and said " good night , woh pyasa se bhabhi baccho k lie mithai khareed Lena , happy new year "

She wore back her jeans and jacket and walked back to the car

[Sweetrati]

Awesomeeeee!
Thank to Sneha's 36D tits for saved the day; otherwise an FIR in the drink-and-drive case was guaranteed.
since kamesh is coming to meet them/her again, hope to see some steamy moments of sneha and him.

Awesome support from you as usual
Pls let me know how you want the next part to be

[Sweetrati]

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[Sweetrati]

Hope kameh brings some sexy skirt, underwear as gift for sneha

You want that ???

[Sweetrati]

Damn, this was sneha's sluttiest and most daring move yet. hope she gave kamesh the same little show later at home that night.

Did you like this avtaar ? Give me feedback

[Sweetrati]

Sure. 
If kamesh locked in car how can he remember that how sneha seduced cops. Did kamesh captured these scene with mobile for future benefit or sneha described what she did with cops. 
Later cops interacted with sneha or  met by accident at some place in near future.

The kind of bold Sneha is ,she won't mind telling Kamesh everything
Or she can keep it a little naughty secret 
What's your thoughts in this angle

[Sweetrati]

Nice update looking for more sneha and moin encounters

Yeah! cuz when she gets drunk, she turns bold and more wild. Would love to witness this version of her again. They definitely had sexual tension at the club. They felt it, didn’t act on it. Hopefully it ramps up next time.

Sure will build on this

[Sweetrati]

Sneha can tease kamesh with her sexy ass. Kitchen appron covers front but not back. While wearing top, sexy panty and kitchen apron. She can tease kamesh(kamesh lecture dhruv and dhruv bully) . But this time this sexy view accidentally  can be seen in mirror by dhruv or sons bully or any other person if possible.

Kamesh, dhruv, sneha can travel Dubai trip.

Can you elaborate more ? Not following

[Sweetrati]

Back to Present

Kamesh was stirred from his stupor by the peon knocking on the office door. That night , he had passed out drunk, something he would deeply regrets in future!

The new builder clean up drive which started soon after forced Kamesh to go underground for a while and when he surfaced back to Gurgaon, Sneha and Rakesh had already shifted to Azamgarh.
Kamesh casted a long evil look at the file Rakesh left behind - his dirty sinister eyes shining like a hyena in the dusty evening haze.

Chapter 8 :

On a cold November morning , Sneha had just reached office when Misra ji , her boss called.
The news stunned Sneha. There was a high level inquiry the company had initiated against Pandey, and Sneha need to divulge with all information and help the investigating team.
"What the fuck is this now!" Sneha lamented in frustration.
She dialled Pandey's number
" Pandey Saab , what the hell is all this ?" Sneha's voice pitched up
"Don't worry , your company played over smart and will pay" Pandey spoke with his usual calmness
"What does that even mean ?"
" It means , this inquiry was not needed , anyway unlog ko kuch nhi milne wala!"
"Pandey , I trusted you when you said you will handle everything " Sneha clenched her teeth
" Mai underground ho raha hu , tum help karo inquiry like normal , thik hai ?"
"And , what if?"
" Kuch nhi hoga , shaant Rakh , apna khayal rakh, khuda Hafeez!"
Pandey disconnected the line

Sneha looked dismayed , the crazy orgasm Pandey gave him still fresh , she still reels in pleasure when she recollects how she allowed Pandey to ride her like a whore , streching her juicy swollen cunt like a king and fucking her like no tomorrow. That primal pleasure was nothing like she felt before, that gleam of dirty smile she had when she was riding Pandey's thick black forbidden Cock .

The winter nights were lonely and naughty, on days when Rakesh would sulk in some forlorn village stuck under piles of dusty files , Sneha would wait for Dhruv to sleep. And then she would slip to the drawing room sofa , strip off her salwar and pull down her flimsy panties and pleasure herself thinking of Pandey's thick dirty cock . Sneha would reverbate in pleasure throughout the night , only to get up in the morning in her usual dutiful loving momma avatar for Dhruv .

That Sunday evening, finally Rakesh made his way back home , his eyes and mind wearied by the inhuman stress at work.

He came and gave a tired peck on Sneha's pink lips , Sneha held her hubby's hand and gestured " Just a kiss Mr. Hubby ? My cunt is dying for some action" . Sneha winked and turned and slightly pulled down her sweat pants and revealed the bright red panties she was wearing..
" Fuck Sneha! Since when have you started wearing such panties at home honey?"
" When my cunt wants some desperate action Rakesh saab" she giggled
At that moment, Dhruv barged in " Papa where is my electric guitar you promised"

Sneha removed herself from Rakesh's embrace and pulled her sweatpants up just in time!
" Dhruv!! Manners!! How many times i told you to knock before barging into our bedroom , you naughty nincompoop !" Sneha said , her voice a mix of anger and embarassment

" Beta , its ordered , they are configuring it .. you will get next week pakka" Rakesh lovingly flopped Dhruv's hair
" Wouuuuu.. thanks Papaaaaa!" Dhruv whistled and ran out of the room

Rakesh turned to Sneha " acha , i forgot to tell you.. Kamesh, my friend is in Azamgarh, he is building some property here!"

"Oh .." Sneha said keeping her tone steady " That was unexpected!"

Rakesh smiled " Finally we will have some company in Azamgarh"

Sneha nodded " Seems so , but he is here with family? "
" No Sneha , you know Kamesh, his wife is sulking in the village for ages!"
" I see" Sneha forced a smile and entered the kitchen
" Listen baby , I have invited Kamesh for dinner tonight , and ofcourse with Kamesh around , expect lots of Daaru !" Rakesh winked
"Wah full party preparations already done !" Sneha turned around from the kitchen
" Yes , those Delhi house parties you desperately miss these days" grinned Rakesh

Kamesh was not alone. He was in Azamgarh to help his business partner Ranga negotiate a land parcel with a local broker. Ranga had been eyeing the land parcel for a long time , but the price was keeping him off , but now they decided to give a shot.
Sneha had once met Ranga during new years eve at the nightclub last year , that was in pitch darkness , but Sneha saw he looked equally frightening even in bright drawing room light.

"Aree Ranga , andar aao, aapke saath bahut din pehle ekbaar mulakaat hua tha .. " Rakesh welcomed the two guests with folded hands ..
" Kab ?" Ranga asked scanning the drawing room
Kamesh interjected " Aree bahut saal pehle Ranga , jab college p the humlog . Yaad hai ?"

As Sneha served them Tea , both visitors could not help but notice Sneha's striking beauty. Sneha had worn a decent simple kurta and matching leggings , nothing overtly eye catching, yet the fullness of her big breasts clearly showed against the kurta. Ranga felt a strong pulsating strain in his balls under his underpants when Sneha started speaking to them. Ranga looked sideways at Kamesh , and saw even his eyes were fixated around Sneha's jiggling ass gloves as she went back to the kitchen after keeping the tea tray.

" Sneha , why you getting all worked up girl ? Humlog to abhi Azamgarh p hi rahunga , aata jaata rahunga tumhare ghar pe!" Kamesh said picking up the tea cup still eyeing Sneha.
" Comeon Kamesh , tum pehle bhi aaye ho Delhi pe , lekin Ranga Saab ka to pehle baar hai na , kyun Ranga Saab ?" Sneha smiled

" Hmm " grinned Ranga while pushing his enormous frame inside the sofa " Dekho Sneha , maine kitni baar Kamesh ko bol raha tha , ki chalo Rakesh k ghar , achche se gappe marenge , daaru peeyenge , yeh Kamesh to sunta hi nhi!"

" Abe Ranga , Rakesh aaj subah hi ghar lote hai gaon se , kyu na Rakesh ? "
" Aree ha yaar , kya ganda Kaam k musibat p phaas gaye , kya batau?" Rakesh looked stressed ..
" Abe Kamesh , yeh Rakesh to pehle jase hi hai , sab cheez leke stress lete hai Behenchodd " Ranga laughed
" Ha Behenchodd, kya batau ?" Kamesh nodded " yeh Rakesh saala kabhi nhi sudhrega"
Ranga looked at Rakesh and tapped his shoulders like a gangster " dekh Rakesh , itna tension nhi lene ka , samjha ? Dekh bhai yeh jo Azamgarh ka jo land parcel hai , saala bhosdike kitna pressure hai pata hai tujhe ? Ruling party , opposition sab hai iske piche , lekin hum aur Kamesh kuch tension le rahe kya ? Kyu Kamesh ?"
At that moment, Dhruv came back from his drawing classes!
" Kamesh uncle!!! " Dhruv came and hi fied Kamesh
" Abe Dhruv hero , kyu Azamgarh ki boring life kase lag rahe ?" Kamesh playfully pressed Dhruv's neck
" Ekdum bakwaas Kamesh uncle , please take me to delhi with you!"
Kamesh and Ranga started laughing
Ranga took out a bar of chocolate from his pocket , Dhruv looked hesitatingly " Dhruv beta , yeh Ranga uncle ki gift hai , lelo!!"

Dhruv hesitatingly took it from Ranga's thick iron like palms , " Thank you Ranga Uncle!!"

The dinner was served , but the men had already started drinking before dinner. Though Sneha had cooked with love and care, both Kamesh and Ranga had eyes set only on the bottle of whiskey and ofcourse on Sneha's milfy body.

They had eased on the balcony with big tubs of whiskey as Sneha was busy wrapping up things in the Kitchen.
And Ranga whispered to Kamesh " Saala kya cheez hai yeh Bhabhi !!"
Kamesh laughed " kyu, lund khada kar diya hai na ?"
Ranga " abe Behenchodd, tabse khada hua hai , kya karu ?"
Kamesh hit him on the crotch "kya aur karega , bathroom jake hila ke aajaa "
Rakesh just entered the balcony that moment and saw the two drunk ruffians laughing with each other. Even , Rakesh was drunk and loosing control.
" Kya hua Kamesh , mujhe bhi suna yaar?" Rakesh gleamed , his eyes drooling
Kamesh , in a inebriated tone " Sunega Rakesh ? Is Lodu ko batau Ranga?"
Ranga laughed and nodded " batate hai , dekh Rakesh hum dono ko na Sneha bahut pasand hai, kya Maal hai yaar!"
Rakesh coughed a little, he was drunk but was not expecting such brazen ness.

"Aree Rakesh , naraaz kyu ho raha hai chutiya , biwi to terah hi hai , hai na?" Kamesh laughed and put his hands roughly on Rakesh's cheeks..
Rakesh not registering much due to the alcohol nodded " Hmm.. naraaz kyu hunga yaar ? Pata hai , Sneha bahut khoobsurat hai !"
" Rakesh yaar , kase Sneha ko tu akeli ghar pe rakh ke gaon p kaam ki lie pare rehe jaata ? Chutiya!! Ase cheez ko har roj 2-3 baar pelna chahie , kyu Kamesh ?"
" Ha yaar Ranga , tabse Lund ko tight karke rakha hai Saali !"
" Are Rakesh , ek baat bol aaj andar kasa underwear pehna hai teri biwi ?" Ranga held Rakesh's shoulders hard and asked..
" Abe Rakesh , chutiya jaldi bol mujhe bhi janna hai yeh?" Kamesh spit a little whiskey into Rakesh's mouth
Rakesh was getting excited beyond means at this dirty talk, his otherwise tiny Lulli was making waves inside the Pyjama, he just bulked down " aree kase sawaal hai , mujhe kase pata ? Maine Sneha ko underwear pehenai hai kya Ranga?"
" Kyu tujhe dikhati nhi hai tere biwi ? Saala .. bolega yah nhi Behenchodd " Ranga playfully held Rakesh by the throat
Rakesh reacted sharply " abe Ranga , chor mujhe bhai , dard ho raha hai, itni shauk hai tujhe to Sneha ko bula aur puch le " Rakesh blurted out , clearly passed out under the impact of neat 90 ml whiskey.
" Haaahha suna Kamesh kya bol Raha yeh chutiya, chal bulate hai Sneha ko"
Ranga got up
" Abe Ranga , chup baith , Sneha tujhe thappad maregi tu badtameezi jyada kiya to , chup baith idhar" Kamesh held him back to the sofa
" Dekh yar , Ranga aur Kamesh , sharab peeke tumlog masti kar rahe ho , aur Sneha mere upar gussa ho jayegi!!"
" Abe chup Gandu!" Kamesh scolded Rakesh " jo bol raha hu tu abhi karega !!"
" Kya ? Kya karunga?" Rakesh looked surprised
" Tu humlog ko Sneha ki wardrobe dikhayega ! Samjha ? "
" Kya ? Kyu lekin ?" Rakesh was stunned , still could not look up due to the effect of the whiskey..
" Aree hum dono ko dekhna hai Sneha ki lingerie collection, Samjha ? To fir pata chalega teri khoobsurat biwi kase underwear pehenti hai ..hai na?"
Rakesh was looking down , still deep down breathing heavily, he was unable to talk or breathe properly, he murmured something incoherently
" Abe chutiye kya bol raha hai ?" Kamesh looked at Rakesh
" Aree yeh bhosdike , out hai already kya bataega ? Sneha ko directly puchte ?" Ranga laughed ...
Rakesh was trembling, " abe bol kaha hai Sneha ki wardrobe! Last time puch raha hai Gandu!" Ranga barked at him
" Kya kar rahe ho tum dono ? Mera watt lagega yaar !" Rakesh incoherently blabbered
" Bataega, ya pet p laath khaega Chutiya?" This time Kamesh kicked him in the belly hard and sharp , Rakesh slumped down on his knees , and with the impact of the kick , he spit out a little blood from his mouth mixed with the whiskey, " Ouch!!.. Bedroom pe hai , wall ke saath wardrobe hai."
" Sabaash mera beta!"
" Dekho Sneha ko pata nhi chalna chahiye!"
" Tension mat le , Sneha already gaheri neend mai hai , kuch nhi pata chalegi"

Both of them tiptoed to the bedroom, it was dark inside and Sneha was asleep inside . Both Kamesh and Ranga could see Sneha was sleeping in a low neck frock , which exposed a lot of her cleavage shining brightly in the faint light from the hallway.
Ranga had his eyes locked on Sneha's tits , Kamesh whispered from behind " kya kar raha hai Ranga , jabardasti R-a-p-e karega kya Sneha ki , udhar mat ja"
Kamesh pulled Ranga to the side of the wardrobe ..
With a faint glint of light from the mobile , Ranga pulled open the cupboard, on the left side chest , he slowly pulled the drawer. And both of them were stunned , their dick straining real hard inside their jeans .
Sneha's expensive panties and Bra were neatly stacked inside the drawer. There were few granny panties, but most were thongs or bikini like cut panties from international brands. Her Bra and nightwear collections were even more slutty , with nice collection of Bra for every ocassion.
Ranga felt he should open the zip of the jeans and let out his Nunu out in the open, or else it would tear open his pants. He smoothly ran his hands over the lingerie collection, imagining how would Sneha look in those ..

The door of the wardrobe however shreiked rather loudly as Kamesh slipped a little , and it alarmed Sneha , she had a feeling someone walked inside the room , but now saw two shadowy figure inside the room.

She instantly switched on the bed side lamp
" Kamesh , Ranga what are you upto guys?"
Ranga removed his hands from the stack of panties , replied in his uber cool manner " Nothing Sneha , pareshan mat ho , humlog ek safed kapda dhoond rahe hai"
" Safed Kapda , lekin kyu ?" Sneha asked still sleepy ..
" Mat bolo Sneha , Kamesh ne jyada daaru pee liya, to uske tabiyat bigar gaye thoda.."
Kamesh interjected moving close to the bed..
" Bechara , ulti kar rahe hai" Ranga quipped..
" Huh ? To mere wardrobe pe kya milega tum log ko , tum log jao bedroom se , main aati hu" Sneha said while adjusting her hair..
Sneha put a dupatta on her shoulders before coming out of the blanket. The tiny frock she was wearing hardly covered her boobs properly, plus she had removed the Bra also before hitting the bed!

She went to the balcony and saw Rakesh lying like an idiot on the chair
" Uffu , kitni daaru pilayi tum dono ne usko ?" Sneha asked irritated ..
" Aree kya Sneha, hum dono ne usse double piya , kuch nhi hua !"
" Tension mat lo Sneha , hum saaf kar dete hai " Ranga said and held Rakesh with both hands and made him sit properly on the chair.

And surprisingly, Ranga had one of Sneha's black panties in his hands , its the same one Sneha had worn today evening. Ranga wiped the blood and whiskey from the floor with her panties, and thats when Sneha saw what Ranga was doing
" Ranga seriously!!! You are using my panties to wipe off the floor ...Chii!"
" Aree Sneha , abhi humlog ko yehi mila haath k saamne .. kya karu ?"
" Thik hai , you guys have already spoilt my panties, yeh to aur nhi pehen paungi , tum log continue karo , i will bring water for Rakesh"

Sneha walked away as both Kamesh and Ranga looked at each other smiling.

They helped Rakesh get moved to the bed , Sneha gave him a medicine to relax and sleep,
Then , Kamesh , Ranga and Sneha came out to the drawing room. Sneha's huge cleavage clearly shining in the faint drawing room light even under the fabric of the Dupatta, Ranga felt he could suck her milk tanks for the entire night and yet those will not be finished.

Ranga and Kamesh came to the main door and prepared to leave
" Sorry Sneha , humlog ko sach p pata nhi woh tumhare panties the!" Ranga muttered
Sneha smiled " are thik hai, kitna bar sorry bologe ? Victoria's Secret pehenti hu main , next time jab aoge gift kar dena! Kyu?.. Goodnight Ranga "
Sneha winked at Ranga and closed the main door!

[Sweetrati]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sneha’s cheeks flushed with irritation

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

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

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

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

Dhruv smiled shyly. “Thanks, uncle.”

“So, did you find it?” Kamesh asked.

Sneha rolled her eyes dramatically

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dhruv beamed, excitement bubbling


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Sweetrati]

The winter hung tight over December in North India.
Sneha had come to Gurgaon for an office meeting, but on her way back made a point to catch up with Mitali , her long term friend.

" Wassup sweetheart ? How is that God forsaken town treating you? " Mitali asked sipping a hot cup of cappuccino in an upscale Gurgaon Starbucks outlet.

" Now don't get started Mitali , you have teased me enough for shifting to Azamgarh..hehe.." Sneha laughed heartily..

" Oh.. someone is getting touchy , how is Rakesh and the little devil Dhruv ?"

" They are good , atleast We got hold of the only English medium college there , but the standards of education are really not that great , so yea I am worried" Sneha sighed

Mitali , sympathetically touched her hands " Sneha , it's just temporary, I am sure given Dhruv's Talent , this would hardly ever matter!"

Sneha nodded " Wassup with you Mitali ? How is Pranesh doing ?"

" He is doing good .. Guess what we are planning a Year End trip to Egypt .." Mitali smiled with enthusiasm
" Oh that's awesome.. Mitali!!"
Mitali was married to another man before, but had a whirlwind affair with her office boss Pranesh , later divorced her first husband and married Pranesh. The couple seems to be having a time of their life!
They chatted extensively about life , husband and Dhruv , till at one point Mitali asked Sneha " Babe , tell me clearly what's bothering you ?"
Sneha did not react much , and tried to evade " Nothing much Mitali !! Why do I look sad or what !"
" Sneha, we have been best friends for long , don't tell me everything is okay , is everything ok between you and Rakesh ?"
Sneha did not look at Mitali , but she reminisced the entire episode with Kamesh. She wanted to confide in her best friend. Probably, that would lift the confusion and guilt a bit.
Sneha reminisced and narrated every bit of what happened with Kamesh on that fateful night as Mitali heard and teased Sneha with the minutest of dirty details.

That fateful night , as Kamesh and Sneha smooched like eternity , Sneha tried to stop him. But Kamesh's thick nicotine stained tounge had already made Sneha weak and defeated . She could only whimper "Kamesh ..No..No..stop " , but Kamesh only continued sucking her soft lips like a monster. Sneha soon had given up , her feeble " No ...No.." only egged the monster in Kamesh more and more. And they smooched dirtily for God knows how long till they both panted for breath . Sneha could literally feel gutkha stain in her lips from the crazy liplock.
And Kamesh had already by then unleashed his beast mode..
Sneha murmured " Kamesh , no more ..Dhruv will get up anytime" .. but her weak , feeble feminine grunts were only encouragement for Kamesh. And he did not waste much time.. in the darkness of the drawing room , his hands moved extra fast and groped Sneha's tits , those pair he always wanted to devour the day he first saw the beauty of Sneha and how he was crazily envious of Rakesh - that weak , faint hearted wimp of his friend who gets to suck those pair of tits every night !
Sneha ohhed and ahhhaed , she knew her glorious tits were in the hands of a pervert devil . Kamesh had longed for this day for ever , Sneha had teased him enough with occasional cleavage shows in those tight tops...

And today after long , Kamesh got his chance. His Nunu was tearing through his trousers . Today is his day.
He violently pulled up Sneha's top , the flimsy material seemed so much inadequate to hold back Kamesh's insane power !
And there Kamesh saw that scene which he probably lived for , Sneha's glorious pair of tits struggling inside her fashionable tiny Bra , Kamesh always knew how his friends sexy wife had a great sense of fashion , how she had a collection of the sluttiest of Bras and innerwear , and today he is seeing every proof of it...

And Kamesh knew Sneha would be defeated, her defence was just for namesake , her body would give in sooner or later
The oohs and aahs of Sneha soon turned hornier , they were not anymore exasperated cry , they were pleasure , pure guilt ridden pleasure at the highest level .. and boy Sneha can be such a slutty tease when she wants to be!

" Kamesh , you ..yoooouuu are hurting me. Aah ..aahaah aaaa" Sneha was moaning hard by then as Kamesh was licking and biting her cleavage over Sneha's tiny Bra , the Bra just was covering Sneha's nipples or else her tits were almost exposed to Kamesh ... Kamesh was licking at the depth of her huge cleavage and Sneha was loosing herself more and more every moment getting drowned in an ocean of lust and raw cravings..
But Kamesh was just not violent in his animalistic sucking , his words were even more incisive,
" Sneha , woow you got such huge tits , I can suck them the whole night " Kamesh made a filthy sound while sucking her tits..
"Ok you seem to have good fascination for my tits .. Mr kamesh " Sneha giggled ..
" The first day I saw you , I wanted to make you naked and suck your tits , how does Rakesh even hold these with his weak small hands"

Sneha giggled further " you still can't get over your jealousy Kamesh , Idiot !!"
Kamesh stopped sucking and looked at Sneha " Come on , don't tell me he even comes close to the way I sucked your tits "
Sneha shrugged off " if you have the answer why are you asking me ?"

Kamesh came forward and hissed " Sneha your tits deserve better treatment..Like this .. hai na?"

He in a flash snapped at the Bra's thin straps , expensive Bra's have thin delicate straps , Sneha's Bra was no different.. Kamesh pulled at it with a force which stunned Sneha , the straps tore off like scrap cloth , and Sneha was shocked to find herself without that last piece of modesty
Sneha " What the fuck!! You tore off my Bra!" Sneha breathed heavy as her glorious tits sprang out proudly in its naked glory , her large brown nipples tightened enough and fully erect and inviting Kamesh to suck it dry!

Sneha tried instinctively to protect her modesty trying to cover her tits with her hands, her holy mangalsutra pervertly dangling in front of her areolas making her look no less than a stunning porn star!!

" Holy Cow , look at your titties Sneha , the whole Azamgarh can suck from it "

He pushed and cornered Sneha with the ferociousness she did not expect, She whimpered for breath , as Kamesh put his mouth and soon was devouring her naked tits like an absolute monster..
Sneha shrieked as she felt Kamesh's dirty tongue all over her nipples!!
Sneha was moaning so loudly , her voice was clear even amidst the cricket commentary, her neighbours would easily hear her moans.. She feared Dhruv will be awake any moment , but she couldn't prevent herself from yelling , she never expected his hubby's friend would have such a filthy tight mouth and he would take so much care to suck her tits . Sneha absolutely loved long violent boobs suck , she longed it so much but Rakesh almost could never match Kamesh brute filthy power!

Kamesh was built different, he is ... And that thing inside his jeans..boy... He is big , That's a very thick meat he got , Sneha shuddered ..
She wanted this to stop , yet she moaned and yelled like a maniac...
And Kamesh by then had streched himself fully on the floor , held Sneha right at the edge of the sofa and kept on licking and biting her boobs... he made crazy circles with his tongue , his large sloppy tongue drenching Sneha's large firm tits with thick layers of his saliva !!

Sneha by then was tightly locked her arms on Kamesh's head allowing the burly ruthless friend of her husband have his way with her tits..
And Sneha looked helplessly at her plight , when Kamesh licked and moved his dirty tongue all over her body and like a trance , his hands were now over her shorts...
Sneha was moaning , but stopped and muttered " No Kamesh , No .. don't go there ! I am your friends wife , we can't do this "
Kamesh stopped for a moment , his hands all over Sneha's naked thighs , her shorts were anyway horribly tiny to protect her modesty...
" Look at these slutty shorts you are wearing Sneha.. now enough of your thighs show , let me see how tiny are your panties?"
And , Sneha shuddered.. for she is moments away from losing the final piece of clothing from her body...
She will be stark naked with her husband's friend who will now ravage her like there is no tomorrow..
And to protect her last piece of modesty , Sneha clutched at her shorts in a teasing manner which only egged Kamesh further more..
He slowly brought his mouth near the waistband of her shorts and then with his teeth , like a chimpanzee started pulling down her shorts ..and the depravity of the act stunned Sneha , she would soon be leaking in her panties ..Kamesh is just so damn skillful ..

Which man pulls out shorts with his teeth ? "Ohhhh uhhhhhhhhhhhh" Sneha had lost any control this time over..
She just wants to succumb to Kamesh now , there is nothing left in her to protest or resist... The depravity inside Kamesh has broken all her resistance, had ignited that feeling for which she used to masturbate after every unsatisfied sexual act with Rakesh ...
Sneha would finger herself thinking about the exact depravity which Kamesh was so skillfully doing now , how can he be so filthy and skillful .. did he watch or hear Sneha fingering , how does he knows what Sneha loved so much..
Sneha asked Kamesh
" Fuck..Kameeesh!!!!!! did my husband tell you what all I love during sex ?"
Kamesh stopped and sneered and whispered
" Sneha , last time we were at your place, Ranga and me described clearly to your pathetic husband how we wanted to fuck you.. hahaha!!"
Sneha teased back " Kamesh, now don't tell me you three were discussing filthy stuff about me that day!!"
Kamesh smiled " oh Sneha , Ranga wanted to screw you that day itself, I stopped him then or else your hubby was too scared to say anything..your pathetic sissy rascal of your husband.."
Sneha giggled and teased " ha you protected me that day and what are you doing now Mr. Kamesh ? Tearing my expensive Bra off and made me naked huh ?" Sneha spoke to tease Kamesh now , Sneha was now fully aware what this might end up being .. but she already lost whatever inhibition she had by now , she has shed that last straw of guilt that she is naked with a man who will go the ultimate distance.. she had lost her shame today , you can't blame her completely, Kamesh knew the tricks to bed women...

Kamesh slowly and slowly pulled her shorts down with his teeth and God , Sneha was now showing her panties fully to Kamesh , she was smiling as Kamesh had her mouth wide open seeing Sneha's wide ass hardly being protected by the white cotton tiny panties..
Kamesh tried to rip open her white panties, but Sneha stopped , her voice teasing and playful..
" Not so soon Mr. Kamesh !!"
And thank God , she said that and stopped the marauding aggression of Kamesh .. that was her last straw of modesty , her last string of chastity ..

And all that sound and moaning had woken up Dhruv , the poor boy Dhruv would get up and see his sexy mom naked with uncle ..

Sneha froze when she saw Dhruv in the horizon , She was naked and topless, Kamesh had thrown his Bra and top far away .. thankfully the white blanket was around ..
She could atleast pull the blanket over her body or did Dhruv saw her naked ?
Ofcourse he saw something but Sneha is not sure how much ...

Mitali heard everything and giggled " Babe , Gawd that was something..so Dhruv spoilt my sweet heart getting inconsolably rammed the whole night ?"
" Mitali , pls you are incoriggble.."

" Sneha , babe all I can say is.. this husband's friend of yours.. what his name you said ..Ka...?"
" Kamesh.. ," Sneha muttered guilty
" Yes Kamesh , looks like he has got everything which your poor little hubby has not got ..!!"
" Mitali , I don't know .. I am just ever so guilty after that day , how can I do this ?"
" Hey babe .. relax .. just relax"
" No Mitali , I ..I can't relax ..I was fucking Naked with him and he is a dangerous guy .. doing all the wrong things with his business!"
" Sneha , now pls don't judge him by his business..you need to relax "
" No Mitali , I am just loosing my every bit of sanity.. I mean how did I allow him to do those ? And look at me happily obliging like a road side slut !"
" Sneha. I said stop it , will you ?"
Sneha had tears on her eyes
Mitali extended her a pair of paper tissues . There were few minutes of silence ..
" I got to go Mitali , thank you sweetie for coming over "
" Sneha , sit , sit honey !!..listen to me properly!!"
" What now ?"
Mitali spoke intently" Sneha we are at the most ripe age .. thirtees are the most horny period of our life Sneha , I am sure every time your good for nothing husband fails you in the bed , you would shut the door of your bedroom and finger yourself till you release... Atleast I have to finger myself thrice a week ..and trust me I married Pranay and ditched my first hubby just for the sex , he used to make me cum like crazy when I was cheating my first husband and romping with him !"

" Why you telling me these Mitali ? Pls" Sneha was still sobbing

" To make this point honey , that you are one lucky bitch , who got such a dude like Kamesh, I mean which man can suck such beautiful tits like yours for one long hour without cumming in his pants , huh and your pathetic sissy hubby ? He would even leak in his pants if I come and stand in front of him in a Bra !! And you have this man , suck and nibble on your glorious tits , look at how every single men in the coffee shop did check your tits hungrily while we are seated here , even in this modest formal shirt they are crazy for your tits ..and here your dude have sucked the most beautiful tits in the most pervert manner withstanding over an hour and honey you are telling me you still have not fucked him ?"
" Mitali ...what is this ?"
" Sneha , comeon if I got this man , I would have let him fuck me everyday , by now we would have fucked in the bedroom, in the kitchen , in the terrace, in a fucking car and even on the road..."
" Mitali you ...you are gross!!!"
" No Sneha ..what I am telling is a reality , amongst all men these days who last few minutes and talk trash about women , you have got a man who respects you and can fuck you for hours , can give you that ultimate satisfaction without any drama... we are not so lucky like you pretty bitch!!" Mitali giggled

" Mitali shut up , .. are you mad ..chee.. i can do that with my dildo no ?"

" Sneha madam , you are one lucky bitch let me tell you again!! And here madam is playing an emotional fool.. dont lose him , dildos can wait in your cupboard !!"
" Mitali , how gross is that !! Who talks like that ?"
" Sneha , get your cunt and ass drilled by that dude honey .."
" Mitali , enough you are irritating me.."

Mitali giggled " okay , soch le behan ache se . I say just divorce Rakesh and move in with Kamesh ... And gift Dhruv a strong brother like his step father...thik hai. ? Or even better dont divorce Rakesh... ask that moron .. that piece of cuckold shit to raise your bastard son !! Chal ..Bye take care Sneha.. ....mujhe Pranesh ko pick karna hai!!..bye sweetie"

Mitali moved out of the coffee shop as Sneha looked blankly accross the street

[Sweetrati]

What an update bro, it was extraordinary. This update took this story to its peak. You presented the scenes in a more sexual way in different angle without much explanation. You are not leading this story like a normal sex story. It feels like a web series mode. You took all the readers into the room with Dhruv as witness. Your writing style shows Sneha as a real person. We can feel each character infront us as real. Bro you are one of the best writers in this format. You have a special creative talent. Please continue like this.

Suggestion; Keep Dhruv as a witness. Scenes from Dhruv's point of view are good for this story. But don't create a sexual relationship between mother and son. Sneha can't be that kind of person. It will ruin the quality of this story.

Request: Don't abandon this story halfway like Meera's story.
And This is an English category story. So please update the story in English. The characters hindi communications in the story makes the scenes more realistic. Thats good for the story. But if you add Hindi, please add English explanation along with it.

Thanks so so much