[Koyel]

Am a novice and new writer..... want to post a fiction based on two mature Bengalee film-actresses Sreelekha Mitra and Rituparna Sengupta..... want your help and support..... Thanks

[Koyel]

Disclaimer : As this is a work of pure fanfiction, any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. It is not my intention to hurt anyone's feelings..... thanks.

[Koyel]

Characters :-

1. Rituparna Sengupta : Bengalee film Actress, 49 yrs ( 38-30-38 ),
2. Sanjay Sengupta : Businessman, 52 yrs. Rituparna's Husband,
3. Ankan Sengupta : Their Son, Film Actor of Tollygunge, 25 yrs.
4. Rishona Sengupta : Their Daughter, 18 yrs ( 34-26-36 )
5. Nushrat Khatun : 18 yrs, Rituparna's Maid & Selim's Daughter ( 35-27-36 ),
6. Oishi Mitra ( Sengupta ) : Ankan's wife, Housewife Cum Model, 22 yrs ( 34-24-36 ).
7. Sreelekha Mitra : Oishi's Mother, 45 yrs ( 36-30-36 ) Film-Actress.
8. Moloy Mitra : Oishi's father, 48 yrs, Cameraman.
9. Selim Sheikh : 37 yrs, Servant & Driver of Mitra Family,
And few supporting characters

[Koyel]

A : Pregnant for the second time at the age of 45 and getting bigger in the belly every day, the famous mature Bengalee actress Sreelekha Mitra found herself extremely horny. She was only five months along towards becoming a new mommy.

But when her relatives, friends and co-stars eyeing her pregnant swollen body, she couldn't look at their eyes directly. And the situation was worsened when they raised peculiar and intrusive questions about getting pregnant at this age. She'd always stammered in acute shyness...... but as time proceeded, she became habituated to her new status.

She was even so happy thinking that she was actually going to have a baby a second time... after twenty-two years. But at the same time, she was finding herself with insatiable horniness and desire to get fucked more and more. And as time proceeded, she wanted sex more and more..... much more than she had during her first pregnancy.

Actually, she wanted a hard cock slamming into her pregnant cunt almost every single morning and evening now. Now that she was four months pregnant, her tits had swollen until she was a full C-cup and she knew her husband loved that. He'd always been an ardent breast-man and he had already told her that he was going to love it even more when she'd given birth.

Actually he was longing for some of her mommy-milk whenever she'd fed their ( Actually her '. servant Selim and her's ) baby because he thought that the left over mommy-milk would be for him. He told her that he'd gotten hard-on at work just from thinking about her being knocked up by an their servant and from imagining how hot it was going to be to suckle her sexy lactating tits.

Anyway Sreelekha often thought if she didn't stop wanting sex as much as she had been, she'd have to seek out a willing girlfriend to have sex with.... in order to keep herself satisfied. She knew her dearest girlfriend Indrani Halder very well who thought she was too much sexy at this pregnancy stage and maybe they'd come over and enjoy a leisurely afternoon of getting it on with her sometime.

One such day she got out of the shower and after she'd toweled off, she stood for a few moments in front of the full-length mirror. She admired how her pregnant belly looked as she progressively showed more and more that she was expecting a baby-boy. She had to admit that she looked pretty hot too with her pregnant belly.... sticking out more every day.

She knew that she was going to get a lot bigger there before the baby was born. But she never had figured the intense sexual horniness she would have along with her second pregnancy. So she always wanted a hard dick to quench her thirst, but getting that sexual satisfaction was becoming a true challenge.

As she stood looking at herself, she began to feel horny again. Nothing new but every time she got to feeling this way, she knew she'd have to get some sexual release. Otherwise she would go crazy thinking about nothing but sex..... hard dick..... and cumming.

As she felt her cunt started itching, she couldn't hold herself anymore. Being completely naked, she went over to her kitchen and took a long brinjal from the vegetable-basket. She laughed at the thought of her being so sexually insatiable as she climbed up in the middle of her marital bed. Laying down on the bed comfortably, she spread her legs, so that she could help herself get some much-needed sexual relief.

"Mmmmmmmmmm, baby..... Mommy is very much horny and needs you to do her really good now," the hot actress mumbled.

She talked as though the brown vegetable was an animate object that could possibly talk back to her. With a little smile, she rubbed over her swollen pregnant belly and then she let the brinjal slide up and down over her pregnancy-swollen tits.

Next she had the brinjal's end wet from licking on it just before she let it start sliding down between her legs. Soon she had the tip of the vegetable cock in her outer cunt-lips. Her other hand rubbed her clit, bringing her higher and higher in her sexual arousal.

"Ohhh, yeah, honey, mmm.... fuck your mommy hard and give a nice hot orgasm, baby," Sreelekha moaned. She closed her eyes and as she slowly rubbed the head of the brinjal over her soaking cunt-lips..... imagining it was the hard dick of her stud servant..... who had actually impregnated her at this age.

She thought, 'If I keep myself horny at present rate, I'll have to make sexy affairs with a lot of my young co-stars just to keep myself from going insane.'

She then let her left hand play with her swollen tits, caressing over them and pinching her sensitive nipples to make her get even more aroused. With her right hand, she grabbed the thin calyx of brinjal and put it's end on the fat lips of her cunt. She gradually inserted the lubed brinjal-head inside her soaking cunt and then began to fuck herself slowly and sensually.

"Ohhhhhhhh, yeah, baby, fuck.... fuck your mommy.... fuck me so good, baby," She mewled as she continued playing with her naked tits, and settled back to enjoy the masturbation session.

She felt herself getting hotter and hotter and then she had the first few inches of the brinjal inside her cunt. She settled into the phase where she began to really fuck herself and stroke her clit to bring herself to orgasm.

"OHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yes, yes, mmmmmmmmm," She increased her space as her excitement quickly reached it's peak.

She loved how the long nine inches vegetable made wet sounds..... 'puuch-puuch'..... 'phock-phock' as it slid in and out of her soaking cunt and she continued to moan. Her brown nipples became rock hard on both tits as she humped her ass up from the bed to meet the downward strokes of the brinjal.

With a loud groan, suddenly she pushed the long vegetable deep in her pregnant cunt. Her cunt-muscles started convulsing and clamped the buried nine inch of the brinjal tightly..... keeping the only four inches green calyx out from her stuffed pussy and finally she collapsed in sexual bliss. She let her orgasm continue and enjoyed the aftermath.

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Sreelekha and Moloy had been married for twenty-three years and as far as he was concerned, she was an absolutely perfect Bengalee house-wife and loving mother. She had always been a stunner from the day he first saw her in a film-party. She never let her film celebrity status show, always behaving like a next-door neighbor and keeping herself busy with various social activities in her off-time.

In her teenage years, her figure attracted everyone's attention. She may not have had the slim body of most of her contemporary Bengalee heroines but neither was she overweight. Yes, she just had all the right curves in all the right places, not least her boobs which had developed into a C-cup by her early twenties.

Sreelekha and her husband were made for each other, from the moment they first dated they were a perfect match. The happy Mitra couple's life proceeded smoothly although his future wasn't financially secured as a cameraman. It was due to the huze expenses he had to incur for his father's prolonged treatment. However he had earned a considerable reputation in the financial world.

And knowing all those, Sreelekha had no hesitation in accepting his proposal of marriage. By the time they were married, Moloy was of a mind that she was just perfect, a loving beloved wife, stunning to look at and the hottest woman he could possibly hope for. She was always ready for sex.... an expert at cock sucking, just as he had become expert at using his mouth on her.

She loved wearing revealing clothes.... specially in film-party..... just to entice the film-producers for the smooth progress of her film career and he enjoyed the look on their jealous faces when they'd checked at her curvaceous body. He had always thought his wife was very much pretty and sexy.

But he did find her now much more desirable than he normally did. He knew it was due to her pregnancy which created a new look and charm on her overall appearance. He thanked Selim silently for this..... cause she was now carrying the servant's unborn child in her growing belly.

"You're getting sexier day by day, sweetheart. I love how your belly is growing..... and growing with our stud servant's baby inside. I'm sure it's a baby-boy..... and for this we should be grateful to him," Moloy said as he helped his naked pregnant wife sit comfortably on the couch in front of him.

"Yes dear, you know I've a long-held desire for a stud son like Selim and we have been trying for that since Oishi was five years old. Finally it seems we're going to achieve that with Selim's favor." Sreelekha said happily. "But dear, from that great eventful day, I often felt myself guilty for cheating on you."

"It's Okay dear. As a husband I've failed to fulfill your dream. I'm sorry I couldn't give you the son you hoped for so long and I think it's your right to achieve that goal anyhow." Moloy assured his loving wife..... patting on her back.

"One more thing..... although Selim is our servant, from that eventful day I started treating him as my second husband..... but are you okay with it?"

"Yes sweetheart.... you know I always respect your decision," He said like a real caring Bengalee husband..... caressing her swollen belly lovingly. "Actually, it would justify your chastity and provide honour to our ( ! ) unborn baby."

With that he leaned over her pregnant mature body and kissed her lips, then moved down to her milk-white large swollen breasts. He further came down on over her baby-bump until he got his mouth in the juncture of her thighs. He then started kissing and sucking on her cleanly shaven wet cunt.

As she enjoyed her husband's expert cunnilingus, she started thinking that fateful ( actually memorable ) day when she had to cooperate with her husband's dirty proposal in which he was trapped by their servant's crooked blackmailing. Her husband had almost begged for mercy with pleading eyes, and reiterated that he would do anything to please him and get out of that critical situation.

To be continued......

[Koyel]

B : Just one year ago, at the age of 47, Moloy met a beautiful young '. girl at his Beyan's ( Daughter Oishi's Mother-in-law ) film-party with whom he had a hot and passionate sex encounter accidentally. He couldn't forget the charm of the young girl's beauty till now.... and so their unmatched relationship was going on. She was Nushrat Khatun, a nubile '. girl of 18 yrs, his Beyan Rituparna's maid, who was the only daughter of his servant Selim.

Drowning in the teen maid's cuteness, Moloy continued his extramarital affair without any difficulty for almost a year without Selim's knowledge. But soon his clever driver found out their illegal relationship and "all hell broke loose." He immediately told his daughter Nushrat to stay away from Moloy, but she wouldn't obey his advice.

Actually she was handsomely compensated with verious types of jwellery and money. Being failure, Selim finally requested his Malik to stay away from his innocent daughter, which he just refused to do. So Nushrat and Moloy continued their affair as secretly as they could, while her father Selim, sought to get back her from his Malik's vicious trap.

On the other hand, Nushrat was in cloud nine getting so much wealth in terms of Jwellery and hard cash from the wealthy cameraman.... just offering her teen body... and her relenting to her father's pleadings, making Selim ferocious. In the end of their hot confrontation, Nushrat even moved out of her father's house..... and started staying at her Memsaheb Rituparna's large apartment.

Naturally it made him even more arrogant which compelled Selim to intimate the matter to his Memsaheb Sreelekha, and tell her about his Malik's ongoing affair with his daughter. However hearing her husband's infidelity, Sreelekha didn't utter a single word but she felt a tremendous shock. Even she didn't confront her husband directly about his illicit affair, she did so simply to save their twenty-three-year-old happy marriage.

As for himself, Moloy wasn't going to leave his wife, and being a faithful Bengalee housewife Sreelekha too decided to stick it out with her husband and get on with their lives. On the other hand, after all of those confrontations, Nushrat and Moloy managed to get together for passionate sex as often as possible.

However Selim was still infuriated and disbelieving of how all of those goings on had ended up. His anger was going strong day by day, although, he and his Malik ( Boss / Employer ) were barely able to amicably communicate about what had happened, and what was now going on in all their lives.

Of course, he couldn't know that his daughter and Malik were still regularly having sex behind him, and that their affair hadn't totally cooled or ended. And when it came to his knowledge once again, he suddenly revealed how badly he wanted a revenge. He needed justice for what his Malik had done with him and his lovely teen daughter......to eliminate his humiliation, to allow him to feel that he was now above it all.

It then began to grow in his mind suddenly.... a sort of kinky.... yet very irresistable erotic seed of thought. He decided to blackmail his Malik as he took some photos..... even a five minutes of clipping of his Malik making hot sex with his daughter in his mobile. He threatened to upload those proofs to electronic media and publish them for public viewing.

Naturally it made both Moloy and Nushrat panic as she pressurised Moloy to chalk out an amicable solution to eliminate the adverse situation. Actually Selim waited for that favourable situation and agreed to come in negotiation with his Malik as he expressed the conditions to end their confrontation.

Although he was a mere servant, he didn't feel fear to take action against his rich employer. Yes, he was now highly rapacious and he wanted to take a revenge.... making his Malkin ( Lady-Boss ), and Malik as his slave and servicing him sex..... give him whatever he wanted. Mainly, he wanted his film-actress Malkin, to do for him everything which his innocent daughter had done for his Malik sexually.

"Malik, I expect full cooperation in obtaining your beautiful wife's body for my use. I want both of you to service me." He revealed his dirty trick of negotiation.

'This means he would take my wife fully in sexual intercourse. He would require my wife submit herself completely...... willingly or unwillingly, to his demands.' Moloy thought in acute rage as he barked. "Shut up, you bloody fool..... how dare you to utter this?"

"Calm down Babu ( Sir )...... don't raise your voice..... the ball is in my court," He said sternly, "I want your actress wife to make up to me what you took from me. You've screwed my daughter...... did everything to her. She sucked you off dozens of times... swallowed your loads, and you know I've all the evidences.... you came in her ass, too...a number of times. It seems she was proud of those..... even you've role-played with her as daughter and father..... my God! I can't believe..... you're a nasty pervert!"

Moloy could feel that Selim was fully aware about his obsession game with his baby daughter Nusrat. He felt he had mismanaged the tricky situation and ultimately he had no option but to surrender himself to his servant to escape from the critical situation he had created.

"I think your Malkin would never agree with this," Moloy said meekly.

"That's not my problem," Selim was reluctant to abandon his trick, "All I need you to convince your wife so that I can get back all those from her which you did to my daughter."

"Please Selim, try to understand..... you know she treats you just like her own brother." Moloy used his last emotional card to prevent him.

"So what?" He threw a wicked smile. "You know I also treat her as my Didi. Oh! it would be so hot to make love with my Didi."

"You..... you....." Moloy couldn't utter anything other than fuming with anger.

"Not only this..... I want you to watch us making those and also to clean us both up when our passion runs it's course." Selim grinned looking at his helpless Malik. "I'm going to fill your wife with my cum in her every hole, and you're going to drink those from her holes.... even from my cock.... whenever I would tell you to do so.... ha.... ha..... ha."

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Moloy was both stunned and fearful hearing his nasty desires which he would have to comply. But at the same time, with his great astonishment, he was suddenly becoming aroused by the prospect of his wife being roughly used by their servant..... and it was even more fuelled with his feasible role...... in servicing him and helping him enjoy his wife.

He thought excitedly, 'Now my wife would get to know our servant in the same intimate way that we've already known. Selim would ejaculate noisily with total loss of control in my wife's holes from the power of his lust for her aristocratic plump body. She would be receiving our servant's semen. How would she be taking all of this? Would she cry, fight, or just submit to the stud's wicked needs to inseminate her? Would she cum for him? And the most frightening thing..... would he impregnate her too?'

Nushrat certainly did when he'd fucked her, and he'd felt all the privileges.... to have cum in her pussy and mouth... eyen in her ass. He anticipated that witnessing his wife experience all this would increase his attraction to her. It had all been so thrilling and good. Yes, their servant was now going to feel all of that with his devoted wife, and she was going to know an ultimate intimacy with him too.

The thought of his wife's legs flailing around the their servant's thin waist while he poured his virile semen inside her body, maybe against her protests, drove him wild. Maybe she would finally surrender herself to his lust and masculine needs for that exquisite pleasure. She would finally have to accept his possession of her.....to relax and enjoy it.

And all these illicit thoughts made Moloy extremely horny..... he could feel his painful erection in his pants. But the next moment he was thoughtful...... how he would persuade his wife into having sex with a mere servant. She knew Selim very well, as he had been working in their house for the last two years.

At first, having the chance to work in a film celebrity's house, Selim felt like the luckiest guy in the world, and he'd always talked to her softly, lowering his head. His wife, too, was pleased by his sweet nature and behavior, and in return she started treating him as a member of their house instead of a servant.

Noticing their ongoing normal and healthy behaviour, Moloy couldn't understand how he would tell his wife about Selim's blackmailing. It was really the hardest task to him.

Now he was going to have to somehow entice her into coming with him to where Selim could have access to her. He had to make his faithful wife prepare for him.....even help her becoming a slut..... and cooperate the tricky servant to possess her lush body for his pleasure.

As he thought of all of the ramifications of turning his wife over to their servant, he tingled with perverted sexual arousal. He could feel that he wanted to give their servant the pleasures of his wife's plump body, while at the same time he would have to watch all those.

Selim was going to take from him his wife's innocence towards other men! She would no longer only be one with him, but one with Selim as well...... maybe for all the time! And inspite of all these shortfalls, he started feeling a strong desire for his mature wife to be intimate with Selim for his revenge.

'Oh God! How bizarre the whole situation is created! Yes, it is my fault.... I shouldn't touch Selim's teen daughter,' He cursed himself for creating such adverse situation. 'But now I haven't any alternative.... and I would have to obey my servant's commands like a willing slave.'

Anyway, following considerable deliberation, he decided to at least try to talk with his wife about Selim's blackmail. So, at first, he broached the subject by telling her how sorry he was about his affair with Nushrat. He told her how he was hurting her love and faith for him and showed his apologizes for his misconduct.

Then he started mumbling about what a great mistake he had done, and that he might even try to do something to Selim to get himself free from his grip. At last he'd hinted that there was an amicable solution for him to settle the score with Selim, but that was involved with her.

Sreelekha was startled at first by what he said as she asked "What does he want? And what do you mean that it involves me? Do you mean...... no, you can't be serious, does he want me to make love with him? Is that it?"

Moloy looked at his wife's eyes blankly, and when she got the message, she screamed in acute anger and clearly rejected the vulnerable idea.... as she said, "No way, you know, after our marriage, I haven't had any sex with anyone but you.... that's the only right sex to have."

She went on for about three or four minutes with pretty much the same diatribe of morals, and propriety. Although she had some affairs with some producers.... and they were just to get a chance in their films, actually there were no love and she still now repented for those dark happenings.

Finally, when she'd calmed down, Moloy said "Darling, you'd be having sex with Selim for me..... I mean for us, to put it all behind us. I know you've never been with another man since our marriage, and I truly respect your morals. I'm really proud to have a great wife like you..... that you've only been mine for the last twenty-three years."

"So how could you entice me breaking my devotion to you and want to make me a slut..... and loosing my chastity?" Sreelekha objected strongly...... her eyes were moistened.

"I'm really sorry for that, sweetheart.... but believe me I've no alternative. Please Sree, if ever there was a time for you to depart from monogamy, think about my request.... for just one time. I assure you, it won't be cheating on me. It'll be with my approval, my blessing, and I'll be right there! I need you to do this for me..... I mean for us, please honey!" He hugged her..... wiping away the tears from her beautiful innocent eyes.

There was an awkward silence for almost a couple of minutes as Sreelekha sobbed in her loving husband's embrace. Moloy patted her back to assure her..... and waiting anxiously for his wife to give a response, while hoping against hope for a 'Yes' from her.

Finally, she said a quiet reluctant, "Yes..... I'll do it for you..... you're my husband..... my living God..... I can't disobey you. I can't live a moment without you and want our marriage to go on without Selim hanging over us." She burst out in tears as her husband wiped the tears from her eyes continuosly with his handkerchief.

Moloy was elated..... his joys knew no bounds, and also aroused by the prospect which had just emerged. He then began to tell her about the requirements Selim had ordered him to follow strictly. He also told her that he would love her more than ever for doing it for him and their family.

"What does he want?" Calming down from her high pitched sorrowful emotion, she queried.

"He wants not only you to have sex with him, but I would have to present there as well while you would make love with him." Moloy told her elaborately in which her eyes widened in surprise.... realising her servant's kinky desire. But with her great amazement, she could suddenly feel it was exciting her too..... just like her husband.

"Actually I'm going to help him get as much pleasure from your body as he could. I'm going to be joining you..... even touching, kissing, licking and sucking you.... and sometimes him too, so that he would be pleased. He is going to do whatever he asks of him and you both." Moloy said looking at his wife's eyes expectantly..... feeling horny at the same time.

"Oh God, I don't believe I'm going to do this in front of you." Her eyes widened in excitement..... realising all those which her husband would have to comply.... while she would make love with their servant.

Moloy then told her the most touchy part. "Sree, he wants you like a newly wed bride.... means you've to wear a red Benarasi like you had worn in our 'Fulsajjya' twenty-three yrs ago and without anything under it. Along with that you've to decorate yourself with all the golden ornaments you have. Another thing, I must have to mention, he doesn't want to use a condom so that he could cum inside you bare back."

"But dear I'm now fertile.... so there's a huge possibility of getting me pregnant with his child..... OMG! A servant's baby! It's beyond my imagination!" Sreelekha gasped in utter disgust.... but at the same time hearing her servant's naughty proposal, a shiver quickly ran through her body.... and she trembled in sheer excitement.

"Don't worry my love.... I wouldn't mind to raise his child. So, you're going to be taking his semen into your body..... and I'm really glad, he's going to become a part of our family, just as I'm. Most probably he's going to 'Knock you up' that day, and you're going to 'Know' him in the most intimate and personal way, honey."

Sreelekha then looked solemn, and didn't say anything..... but feeling her pussy moistened..... anticipating to become pregnant at this age by their servant. And noticing her passive opinion Moloy immediately informed Selim that all he would have to do was name the time and place. Instantly Selim replied that soon he'd come over to their house.... and that it all would take place in their marital bed.

"Malik, just for your information, I'm going to save all my semen in my balls for your wife. I'll come over at 10 pm Friday. Don't fuck her from now until I'm done with her. I want her horny for a good screwing.... just let me know if she is fertile or not. I plan to give her all of my virile load and make her pregnant." He expressed his darkest dream.... and with that he turned off his mobile phone.

Friday was three days from now. He told his wife all about their servant's wishes. She listened silently and sat still..... thinking and feeling extremely horny. He could feel that his wife was also turned on like him by it's kinky features. She clamped and rubbed her legs together like she did when getting hot for sex.... he was hopeful..... a satisfying smile spread all over his face.

To be continued...

[Koyel]

C : Friday night..... Sreelekha was already in their marital bed in her wedding dress. Her body was wrapped in a red Benarasi.... presented by Selim..... however no Blouse, Saya ( Petticoat ), bra or panties under it as she embellished herself in Mehendi and different types of Garlands and Ornaments.

She looked just like a newly wed bride..... eagerly waiting for Selim to make a real 'Fulsajjha' second time in presence of her husband. Reminiscing her first 'Fulsajjha' with her loving husband Moloy at that moment and it was going to happen once again.... but in a strange way with her servant cum husband's blackmailer, she felt herself extremely horny.

Anyway, as directed by her blackmailer-servant, she had to wear different ornaments like Jhumkas ( bell earrings ), Chokers, Bangles, and Payals ( anklets ) to modern styles ornaments such as Bracelets, Earrings, and Customized Pendant Necklaces etc. She was sitting on the flower-filled bed lowering her head like a shying bride..... when she heard the door bell ring.

"Are your wife ready for the fun, Malik?" She could hear Selim ask her husband..... who arrived at 10 pm at Mitra house as Moloy welcomed him warmly opening the door.

"Yeah..... sure, please come in, we're anxiously waiting for you," Moloy said.... as he led him into their bedroom. "One thing, do you mind, if I record it with my camera?"

"A hot home movie..... nice idea, we can enjoy it later," Selim expressed his happiness.

Within a few minutes, Selim came into their bedroom with his Malik following him behind. He noticed a HD video camera was fitted on a tripod at one corner of the room.... and another simple camera was placed on the tea-table.... next to the bed. His Malik was in a Bermuda and a T-shirt..... while Selim wore a pair of 'White Kurta & Yellowish Punjabi' with leather shoes like a bridegroom.

A dim lamplight was on, and the room was filled with an intoxicating scent coming from a few burning incense sticks and varieties of fresh garlands.... which were hanging from the room's roof. A nice heart-touching Rabindrasangeet ( Sedin Dujone Dulechinu Bone ) was playing on a stereo.... to make the atmosphere more romantic. Even the bed was fully decorated with so many tube-rose flowers..... it seemed Sreelekha was just married and anxiously waiting for her hot 'Fulsajjya'.

Noticing his actress Malkin in her bridal dress, Selim devoured her beauty in awe..... the only Saree barely covered her sensuous body. Along with several costly jwellery, a 'Mangalsutra' was also loosely fitted around her neck. Her long wavy shampooed hair was tucked beautifully... she really looked very sexy.

All those actually made her semi-exposed curvaceous body even more erotic and hot.... her smooth milk-white bare shoulders excited him immediately, as did her fully exposed deep navel. He licked his dried lips.... his cock jumped up inside his Kurta. He felt his excitement started growing quickly.

From a corner of the room, Moloy inspected his wife thoroughly as he reminisced his own 'Fulsajjya Night' which was happened 23 years ago. Like that day, today also she looked extremely desirable to him, and certainly to Selim. Yes, he was right... he saw Selim's mesmerizing eyes..... as he rubbed his bulge over the Kurta and then he sat next to her on the edge of the bed.

"If you don't mind, will you please untie this old mangalsutra you tied when you married her 23 years ago?" He asked with a crooked smile... looking back at his Malik.

"Oh sure," He obeyed immediately, though with a painful heart.... yes, he could feel he was going to loose his twenty-five-year-old love.

"Actually I was very much curious about the 'Fulsajjha' ceremony of your community..... I'd imagined so many times to explore it with a girl of your community. But I never thought it would be with a great actress like you Malkin.... I think you'll fulfill my long-cherished dream." He disclosed his longtime fantasy.

With that he pulled out a brand new Mangalsutra from his Punjabi's pocket and tied it around her neck. Immediately a shiver ran through her body..... and just like a devoted Bengalee wife, Sreelekha touched his feet as he embraced her and kissed on her lips lovingly.

"I love you so much Malkin and tonight I want to put a baby in your belly," Saying that Selim lowered his mouth on her thighs before pushing the only Saree above her knees.

He began to caress her smooth legs from her feet up to her knees. She turned to look at her husband's eyes who was watching her movements and reactions intently. At first she felt uneasy..... as she tensed up, but gradually submitted herself to his advances.

Selim was quickly becoming aroused, and so was her husband Moloy. He was recording their actions focusing the camera's lens towards the couple. He couldn't take his eyes off from Selim's strong hands moving restlessly over her milk-white thighs! He saw Selim began to kiss his wife's smooth legs, her knees.... and licking her skin.

He put both hands under her thighs and slid them under her Saree and began exploring her "privates." She felt uneasy with his touches and looked at her husband's eyes.... and he nodded in agreement who was busy in capturing her movements in the camera.

Meanwhile Selim gently forced her legs apart, got on the bed between her knees and began to kiss inside her thighs. She closed her eyes.... feeling the rapidly rising excitement in her body as he familiarized himself with her beauty and intimate charms.

While he was attending his hot Malkin, he called out to his Malik to pull off his clothes, which he eagerly obeyed.... leaving the automated camera. Meanwhile Selim broke off kissing his Malkin's soft stomach and pubic areas so that his Malik could remove his Punjabi, Kurta, briefs etc.

Sreelekha was highly excited as her husband helped Selim finally removing her only cloth 'Benarasi Saree'. He had already made Selim naked and she couldn't help but began touching him...... caressing his strong legs, buttocks, back.... and reaching around to his hard circumcised cock to hold and stroke it

It was dripping with precum. She let a finger to swipe some and put it to her mouth. She was so turned on! She felt such a sensual love for her new partner!

All these made Selim horny as hell as he grabbed her by her ankles and pulled her down from her sitting position. It made her lay flat on the big luxurious bed with a pillow under her head. By now she'd finally submitted to his ministrations and let her legs fall apart.

He then started licking her inner thighs and shaved cunt hungrily. Now feeling free from all of her uneasiness, she too started showing her aggressiveness. She'd brought her hands to his head and was guiding him to her pleasure zones.

Selim was extremely hard now as his ten inches rock-hard cock was throbbing in excitement. Sreelekha wanted to suck him off his beautiful manly rod so badly! She managed to get her head between his thighs and gave his manhood a good lick... a swipe of her tongue.

"Ohhhhhh Malkin, you're making me so horny, are you ready?" Selim moaned.

Sreelekha nodded smilingly and looked at her husband once again while Selim moved up to her spread thighs and mounted her. She opened her legs wide, and reached out for him to embrace him as he positioned his throbbing cock to her special opening for pleasure.

He pushed very slowly.... savoring the warm slickness of the mature actress's cunt. He groaned as she let out a heavy sigh. He was completely in.... enjoying the intense gripping of her tight cunt-muscles around his circumcised black cock for a few moments.... and then he began thrusting in and out of her.

And noticing their servant's cock sliding in his wife's cunt as his swinging balls slapped against her ass-crack with his each downward thrust, Moloy couldn't resist himself. He moved between their juncture and holding his hairy testicles in his right hand, he started to massage them slowly.

Selim was grunting with his each stroke inside his Malkin.... and she was grunting and moaning in unison with him. Suddenly he pulled out and moved on top of her... straddling her face.

"Suck it Malkin..... taste yourself," He said as she opened her mouth eagerly and took him in for some deep sucking.

Moloy could hear it clearly... the slurping sound. On the other hand, just as quickly as Selim had made her suck him, he pulled out of her mouth with similar speed. He remounted her and started to hump her in earnest once more.

Sreelekha began to respond, as her husband helped their servant to fuck her so. He played with his swinging balls..... often licking and kissing them while he thrust in and out of her cunt. That's when he heard him begin to moan.... and suddenly grunted loudly and long.

"Ohhhhh, aaahhhhh Malik, i'm going to cum in your wife..... no no, now she is my slut. Yes, you're going to be mine forever. I'm going to make a baby in you, Malkin. Take my potent seed. Take it... Oooohhhhh, aaaahhhhh, aaarrrgggghhhh." With a few quick and hard strokes for the last time, he jammed his cock ball-deep in her cunt.

Moloy could feel his testicles tighten and lift up in his palm..... and next moment he came and came hard.... while his wife held on tightly with her slender arms.... and wrapping around his thin waist with her long legs. She was even kissing his neck and mouth as he spent himself in her lovely body. She was squealing in delight and trembling in his arms... feeling his hot jets of potent cum blasting deep inside her womb.

"Ohhhhhh Selim, Ohhhhhh God, God, Oh Sona......." She breathlessly uttered in his ear.

"So good Selim...... so good.... yessss..... make my wife pregnant with your seed.... give her a baby-boy..... and fulfill our dream." Moloy begged..... stroking his own cock over the Bermuda with his other hand.

He could only surmise that Selim had made her cum while inside her.... he had really gotten to her. For a few minutes there was a lot of intimate kissing between his wife and Selim while he remained inside her. They were looking into each other's eyes like lovers, which made Moloy very jealous and envious of his driver.

"Yes Malik, I've unloaded three days stockpiling cum in your wife's cunt and I'm sure she would get pregnant with it." Looking into his glazed eyes, Selim said as he withdrew and lay next to her, holding her hand. "Oh I've never felt so much pleasure.... you're a lucky guy to have such a sensual wife."

With that he guestured Moloy to clean his cock..... and he nodded getting his chance to lick his last few drops of semen.... and he did eagerly. He could smell and taste his wife's juices too on his massive Nigro-like black cock. It was so erotic. Selim just lay still blissfully..... caressing his Malik's head as he licked him clean.

After that Moloy got up from his crotch and moved between his legs. He lifted his wife's legs and lowered his head to her creampie cunt and clamped his mouth over her cunt-hole to suck his driver's cum from her. He'd cum so much!

Moloy was amazed that such a healthy size drink of semen could be had from his wife's cunt. When he was finally finished cleaning her up, he cuddled her and kissed her lovingly. He was so thankful for her service to their driver.

Throwing a satisfying smile to her husband, Sreelekha then got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. She looked so sexy being naked.... and happy after having been used for her servant's pleasure... while Selim decided to take a rest.

But Moloy waited for him to recover for another round of hot session. He really wanted their driver to have his wife once again. He had cooperated him fully for his and his wife's pleasure..... in compulsion and self-enjoyment both.

However at the same time, he was feeling jealous of his wife being taken by their stud younger driver, to whom his wife now so lusted for. Anyway, his wife quickly returned from the bathroom to lay back on the bed next to Selim, and they both dozed off to sleep.

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Next morning Selim awoke next to his Malkin, after about 5 hours of sound sleep.... and then he immediately headed for the bathroom. At that moment, Moloy walked into the room with 3 cups of coffee.... and he put those on the tea-table and kissed his wife's forehead lovingly. He looked back and watched Selim's sexy masculine stocky legs and thighs carry him to relieve himself, which he did in a couple of minutes.

Meanwhile his wife woke up from her peaceful sleep. She couldn't help but wonder about what had happened earlier. She'd had sex with their driver who was at least 12 years younger than her, and she was very glad getting at least 3 massive orgasms by him at this age.

She could still feel in her mind how it had felt when Selim filled her with his potent seed, and how she'd welcomed his invasion of her most intimate self by an orgasmic response of her own. She'd cum for him, and she now felt an intimate and sacred connection with him.

They'd both experienced each other during a sexual orgasm, and she actually started felting a bond of love with her younger servant cum driver. She'd remembered in the grip of passion how she'd told him that she'd fell in love with him.

To be continued.....

[Koyel]

Characters :-

1. Rituparna Sengupta  : Bengalee film Actress, 49 yrs ( 38-30-38 ),
2. Sanjay Sengupta : Businessman, 52 yrs. Rituparna's Husband,
3. Ankan Sengupta : Their Son, Film Actor of Tollygunge, 25 yrs.
4. Rishona Sengupta : Their Daughter, 18 yrs ( 34-26-36 )
5. Nushrat Khatun : 18 yrs, Rituparna's Maid & Selim's Daughter ( 35-27-36 ),
6. Oishi Mitra ( Sengupta ) : Ankan's wife, Housewife Cum Model, 22 yrs ( 34-24-36 ).
7. Sreelekha Mitra : Oishi's Mother, 45 yrs ( 36-30-36 ) Film-Actress.
8. Moloy Mitra : Oishi's father, 48 yrs, Cameraman.
9. Selim Sheikh : 37 yrs, Servant & Driver of Mitra Family,
And few supporting characters

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D : "Malkin, I want you to give me full service while your husband watches you being used for my pleasure. First, suck me off and swallow my load when I cum, and then I want you to take my cock deep inside your ass for another cum-filling." Coming back from the bathroom he got down into bed, lay down next to her and said.

Sreelekha did as told. Selim spread his legs and she positioned herself between his strong hairy legs and began to lick, and kiss him from his feet.... all the way to his genitals. When she got to his balls she gave them thorough licking and sucking while she used her hands to fondle his cock.

After that glistening her forefinger with her saliva, she inserted it in his anus slowly and felt around for his prostate, too. He was in ecstasy!  Finally, she had his cock under her control in her loving mouth. His cock was so wonderful to suck..... throbbing with his heartbeat, oozing precum, and his body was constantly moving...... wriggling with his legs sliding around the bed.

Moloy watched in rapt attention... mesmerized by his wife's ministrations. His wife was making love to their servant cum driver...... and now it seemed, he became a lover of her too. He saw him quickly get closer to cumming as she loved his cock.

"Malkin, you're mine now. I'm, going to cum. God, you're so good. I love you when I feel this way." He praised her skills with gasps.

"I love you too, Selim...... you've showed me the real pleasure of sex," Sreelekha responded with a quick withdrawal of his cock from her mouth.... and resumed her mouth-work. His cock head swelled, his body jerked and trembled, and he grabbed her head tightly as he came..... and came.... and came.

'Ohhhhhh, I was so loving him for it! He was mine and I was his..... forever,' She thought as she swallowed all of his thick semen with joy and squealing.

Moloy suddenly pulled his rock-hard cock out from his Bermuda's fly and stroked it in excitement sitting on the sofa. At one point he couldn't hold himself as he quickly got up and pulled his wife upon his chest before laying down on their bed. He then pushed her slender lovely legs apart and entered her cunt from below. He thrust just five or six times and then he came violently.

"Ohhhhhh darling, I'm cumming, I love you so much," Moloy groaned as his wife tightened her grip with her arms... wrapping around his neck and shoulders. It was so wonderful to have her along with their servant.

Moloy cried out as usual as he filled his wife which he had been doing so many years but this time it was completely different. He could feel his load mixing with Selim's precious semen. It was wonderful to feel other person's cum around his thrusting cock.

"Malik, now I want your wife's ass..... my bitch". Selim called out suddenly..... becoming aroused once again from the hot sight of his Malik's climaxing.

Moloy was still inside her while Sreelekha had her knees on either sides of his waist and still in their afterglow. But with her great amazement, she could feel her husband was still hard when Selim took position between her husband's spread legs.

He then thoroughly lubricated his ten inches hard black pole with his saliva and put the head at her brown asshole. The mouth-watering crinkled hole was opening and closing in anticipation of plunging by his stiff pole. He increased his pressure on his cock.... mounting her from behind and very slowly plunged inside her rectum with his cum-lubed cock!

Savoring the extreme hot pressure of the hot milf actress's anal muscles around his cock a few moments, he started fucking her aristocratic ass. Moloy could feel the servant's cock sliding against his own cock which was separated by a thin membrane of his wife's cunt.

Sreelekha now was being sandwiched by her new servant-lover, while enjoying the comfort of her husband's body..... lying above her chest. She was clamping and squeezing her husband's buried cock in her cunt.... a cunt he'd just filled with his cum as Selim quickened his thrusts in her slippery rectum with his massive cock.

She was in heaven getting exquisite pleasures from her two holes at the same time..... she now enjoyed her husband's growing cock in her cunt as he thrust into hers from below while Selim jack hammered her ass from behind..... then it happened.

With an animalistic howl, Selim started to ejaculate as he cried out, "Ohhhh Maaallkinnnnn.........I love you. Ohhhhh, aaaahhhhh, aaaarrrrgggghhhh."

Sreelekha felt a warm flooding of liquid inside her bowels. It was her servant's semen.... her new lover's seed! She loved him so for it. He ejaculated about four or five spurts, and then he lay on her back... actually on them as all three of them remained intimately physically connected. It was so blissful. They were all so in love! They'd become as one.

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Before leaving, Selim apologized from the bottom of his heart, kneeling in front of them and gripping their legs for his rude behavior and threats of blackmailing. Even he deleted all the sizzling photos..... and sex-video of his daughter and Moloy from his mobile.

All those attempts naturally helped melt the Mitra couple's hearts... noticing his remorseful attitude as they both hugged him with moistened eyes. Selim too couldn't hold his tears.

"Malkin, actually I fell in love with you after this hot sex," taking her hands in his own hands Selim pleaded in tearful eyes. "And if you don't mind, I would like to see you as my...... I mean..... yes, I want to marry you."

"Are you mad! I'm already married and I love my husband very much." Sreelekha gasped in shock.... hearing such an absurd plea from her servant.

"Please Malik, do something..... I can't live without getting your wife as my own wife," He suddenly fell prostrate in front of Moloy and, still gripping his legs, he cried like an innocent child.

"Yes, Sree, I think it would be a great injustice to him to ignore his pleading... accept his prayer and marry him... I've no objection." Moloy tried to persuade his wife.

"This means you want to see me as today's Draupadi..... with two husbands at the same time?" Sreelekha said with a confused look.

"So what..... it's just between the three of us and no one else will know the truth. Actually with growing age and pressure of work, it becomes tough to me to satisfy your growing needs. I think Selim is the perfect choice of that," Moloy said as he opened the drawer of their dressing table and took the small box of vermilion from it.

"You're great Malik..... May ,.' bless you," Selim prayed in moistening eyes for the wellbeing of his employer.

Opening it, Moloy then gave the pot to Selim and said, "Although you aren't belong to our community, I request you to marry her following our rituals..... yes, now put the vermilion on your Malkin's Sinthi' ( A five-inch long slit of hair on a Bengalee woman's head ) and fulfill your wish... by making her your wife."

Selim obeyed his Malik's instruction.... putting some vermilion on his film-actress Malkin's Sinthi as she stood there motionless becoming the main character of the awkward incident. She couldn't fathom the rapid changes taking place in her life. However, she came back quickly from her perplexed state upon hearing the clicking sound of a camera.

Yes, Moloy was taking pictures of his wife's second marriage in his mobile from different angles. He couldn't want to loose the rare moments of their threesome ideal inter-caste marriage life.

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After getting request from his 'Malkin-Wife' Selim started to stay with the 'Mitra Couple' at their four BHK apartment for few days so that he could impregnate her as soon as possible. Now it became easier for him to avail his mature actress-wife whenever he wanted to make love with her.

Sreelekha was too much happy to get her stud 'Servant-Husband' close to her as she could get him easily and quench her increasing passion of lust. So from the next day, Selim and his 'Malkin' were naked almost all the time in the apartment and fucked like rabbits.

She would deliberately tease him with her body.... like bending over in front of him.... playing with her nipples.... pressing her ass on his crotch and licking her lips with her tongue seductively. His cock would always jump to attention and be ready for action. They would then have dirty passionate sex..... and he would pump even more of his potent cum in her shaved cunt.

As she walked naked around the house.... following her first husband's plea, it seemed there was always fresh sperm running down her thighs in a little line, and squishing naughtily between her cunt-lips. As her first husband started staying in the guest room, they slept together like newly weds in her bedroom without any type of interruption.

Selim always put his fresh sperm in her before he went to sleep and then put more in when he awoke. When the weekend rolled around, it seemed like they spent the entire time joined at their privates.

As the days past, Sreelekha and her Servant cum new husband continued to make passionate sex which naturally stopped her period for the next month. However her first husband sometimes joined with them and then the threesome fuckfest would reach it's peak.

After two weeks, when Selim and his daughter went back to their native village home to visit his ailing father..... and decided to stay there for one month, Sreelekha went to her lady gynecologist and got a pregnancy test. With eager and anxious mind, she waited outside the lab for the report.

After one hour, taking the report, she came back home. Her husband got home from his office in due time, and she greeted him at the door.... naked as usual, but grinning from ear to ear.

"What's up, darling?" Moloy asked smilingly as she took his hand and placed it on her belly. "I sure can expect good news for which we were waiting for the last 17 years."

"Yes dear, I'm so happy! I'm going to be a mother again! And it's only your love, cooperation and blessing, which make me a mother after twenty-three years. I love you so much!"

"Oh Wow! Almighty God finally fulfills our long cherished dream." He moved his hand around on his wife's completely flat belly, feeling where Selim's legitimate child was growing. "But we should inform this good news to Selim at first.... I think it's also his credit."

To be continued....

[Koyel]

E : Most of the time, good news carried some bad news with it... and Sreelekha was no exception. Along with the good news of her second pregnancy arrived a final reminder from the bank to clear her mortgage loan. The situation worsened further when she discovered her daughter's depression, caused by her daughter's dwindling career in her modeling job

Actually the Mitra Couple got into this financial difficulty a few years ago. Sreelekha had borrowed a lot and they spent too much over to the renovation of their house and the marriage of her only daughter Oishi. At that moment her husband was almost out of his film-shooting job. It was all very difficult and, as these things do, it affected their marriage profoundly.

While they kept their troubles from Oishi, her husband and she talked about little else.... driving out all playfulness, intimacy and, of course, sex from their life. For Sreelekha, the whole thing was undermining, emasculating...... all the cliches. She was meant to provide for the family, to take care of the money.

But it was she who took all the responsibility..... even holding down a modelling job, not getting a single chance in mainstream feature film. Over time her husband too lost touch with his friends as he became more focused on finding any type of private job.

Then one day they got the call they feared most.... a secretary from the bank phoned to set an appointment with the manager for the very next day. Her husband and she barely slept that night. They talked and talked about what they would say, how they would try to win over the manager, appealing to his sympathy.

In a way, Sreelekha was relieved when the manager introduced her to a famous Bollywood producer Mr. Shetty who would produce a special type of fun movie based solely on Bengali film actresses. Instantly she could see a way out from the serious financial crises she was facing, and it was all going to be faced, taken out of their hands, and dealt with, one way or another.

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Most of the young Bengalee girls & women's dream is a life of stardom in Tollygunge film-industry. They flocked to the tinsel-town with high hopes and expectations of being discovered by a famous movie producer or a rising star who might be happened to see them on Tollygunge and helped them to fulfill their dream. But such occurrences were rare.

These days, most young starlets were found waiting to be interviewed by someone from a modeling or similar talent agency. Though most of these budding beauties ended up with shattered dreams and broken hearts, a few did make it in the world of celluloid and sound.

Of these few, only a small percentage could move into the world of glamorous world of feature movies. The rest gravitate to flesh-films, where their young good looks and pleasing body could be more graphically displayed for the lustful audiences of admiring men and women.

Not only the young ones now started liking this profession, but now a large number of middle-aged and mature actresses of Tollygunge..... like Subhasree Ganguly, Koyel Mallick, Swastika Mukherjee etc. willingly favored this, mainly because of the huge amount of easy money they were offered.

So, when Mr. Shetty proposed her to participate in one of his fun movies through a mediator ( the bank manager ), Sreelekha couldn't turn down his covetable offer. At first instance, she flinched back getting such vulnerable proposal from him..... but instantly, her offence was defused with the huge money he offered.

She couldn't believe herself when he showed her some raw video-clips of top three Tollygunge actresses in different coital positions with young porn heroes. No doubt, the numerous sizzling photographs of these starlets in Mr. Shetty's special album significantly helped her to choose her new career.

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( After one month ) Sreelekha had invited her daughter Oishi over for a coffee..... knowing the acute monetary problem, she was now facing..... which threw her in a depression. Oishi had spilled her guts over the phone to her mother a few days ago. So, she met her mother at her house one evening..... who welcomed her warmly offering her a glass of brandy.

At first the mother-daughter talked about their families as they drank the brandy in their big drawing room..... one in their mid-forties while the other one in her early twenties. The women, one possessing a curvaceous figure with a bob-cut hairstyle ( Sreelekha ) and the other ( Oishi ) with long wavy hair, were busy in their chatting, mainly about the crisis of sufficient roles in Bengali feature films.

"Oishi, we need to talk. I know your modelling job isn't running well...... even Ankan fails to have an positive impact in Tollygunge," Like a real concerning Bengalee mother Sreelekha said.

"Yes, Mamoni..... it becomes too much for me...... please do something!" Oishi's eyes filled with tears.

"Don't upset baby, I've chalked a way out," her mother assured her..... wiping out her tears. "But before that you have to promise me, you will never spill out a single word about this to anyone but your husband."

She then mentioned she hadn't had a role in two years, and it was hard for her to maintain a smooth life until she landed a significant role in a big-budget film just two weeks ago. However, in between this, getting Almighty God's blessing, she was able to curb the immense tension of her acute shortage of money. For this, she was very grateful to her bank manager, who had introduced her to a famous Bollywood producer.

Actually she had always assumed they were drawing on big savings, but in reality it wasn't. Later she noticed a minimum balance in their bank account, which forced her to accept that tempting proposal to act in 'special fun movies' for that big Bollywood producer.

"What's this about?" Oishi asked with a crooked brow, "Are you guys OK?"

"We're no doubt now, but this is about you. I know how bad things you're facing now and I think I can provide some assistance if you're really interested. But if what I tell you gets out in public, this could ruin our family's reputation..... specially my images, so you have to promise me, OK? Sreelekha looked at her daughter seriously.

"Oh Mamoni.... you can trust me, I promise." Oishi said as she thought her mother was going to tell her about some illegal trade or scam, but what she heard next made her jaw drop.

"I don't know any other way to say this, so I'm just going to be blunt..... actually I've to engage in raw sex in front of camera to get us a lump sum money when we've no money in hands."

"Wwww..... hhhhh...... atttt!" Oishi almost blurted out..... in acute shock.

"Try to understand..... there was nothing else we could do. We were about to lose the house, and there was no way we could let that happen. Then I came in contact with that big producer through my friend Swastika and the bank manager. He produces hard core porn movies of Bengalee heroines..... behind his false work of making feature films and that made him really rich."

Hearing all these, Oishi became bright red, and she felt her heart jump at that last. She was speechless. And Sreelekha could see that her daughter was starting to tremble and blush herself, but she carried on with her story.

"I think he gets his kicks out of this. However, sometimes he took part in his own movie by having sex with the heroines on camera."

"I've also heard the involvement of some Tollygunge heroines in porn. At first I thought it a worthless rumour..... but now I see the reality." Oishi paused. "But how could you, Mamoni? How could you have sex with someone on camera and allow it to show others? And do you like it, Mamoni?"

"Yes, it was amazing!"

"But I couldn't believe it till now....... Is Bapi aware about your new profession? Is he let you do this?"

"Actually it was his idea," Sreelekha replied in which her daughter got another shock. And when it sank in on her that her mother was even suggesting she should do the same to overcome from her financial crises, she was almost choked.

"We were about to lose everything Oishi. And that's when Mr. Shetty helped us to repay the mortgage loan. It pulled us through until we could get a chance in a big budget movie. We just finished paying the huge mortgage loan back last month."

"But Mamoni..."

"Look, first of all, you'll be relieved from the stress of your monetary problem. Moreover, it's just sex which you can really enjoy." Sreelekha raised the benefits of her new profession to her worrying daughter. "And about your image..... no one but you and a few top level VVIP get to know about it. So there's nothing to be worried about."

"Means, I may trust that producer..... but..." Oishi looked at her mother in confusion.

"No 'but' Oishi. I know, you're a promising and sexy model in Tollygunge, yet you've failed to sign in the film industry. I'm sure you can easily tackle your financial problems through this."

"This means you want me to try my luck in fun films like you." She said. "But where is it shoot?"

"The shooting will take place in a highly confidential way at his studio which is situated at the top floor of his hotel 'Moonlight' and you'll receive the master copy if requested, while a second copy will be used for the entertainment of high end customers in that hotel only."

"Oh.... beautiful.... means, the system runs in complete secrecy!"

"Yes, not only me, the image of a large no. of film-celebrities are associated with it. So you needn't to worry about the damage of your reputation." She looked at her daughter confidently. "And listen, you are my only daughter...... so I would never ask you to do something like this which would throw you in serious problem. I know you need the money badly. This may be the only way for you two to make it through this, and you can help me get this part of my life behind me in the process."

Oishi started to think the matter seriously as they just sat there.... looking at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, she broke the silence "Mamoni, if you don't mind I want to see it... your video..... give me the pendrive of your fun movie."

Sreelekha stood and looked at her beautiful daughter smilingly as she moved to her bedroom. She came back with a pendrive within five minutes and gave that to her.

"Watch this..... it's actually based on my second Fulsajjya ( Wedding-night Bed, covered by different types of flowers in which the newly-wed couple make love for the first time ) ..... a real one and let me know your opinion," Sreelekha said offering the pendrive as her puzzled daughter came back to her house after sometime..... thinking excitedly what her mother actually wanted to say about 'Second Fulsajjya & Real One'.

To be continued...

[Koyel]

F : Ankan closed the door behind them and grabbed his wife's waist, pulling her toward him, kissing her hard. He felt her tongue push into his tongue forcefully; she was definitely hot and bothered.

"I'm going to shower, babe," Oishi almost whispered. "I'll be quick, I promise." She smirked, playing with her wavy hair. "In the meantime you prepare the room and watch my Mamoni's video."

By the time she emerged from the shower, hair still wet and now clad in a sexy black teddy, the fun-film of her mother had gotten good, as they say. As she slithered into the bed next to her husband and turned to him, she was greeted with her mother's wide eyes as her mouth stretched around the massive black cock of Selim Chacha.

"Well well well, dirty boy, you see how my mother took his cock? And do you believe..... he has made her pregnant also," She gave her husband a coy look that made immediately clear that she was happy to go along.

"But I still can't believe it...... Your mother looked so sober and chaste..... and here she is behaving like a slut!" He paused.

"I told you earlier she had no option!" Oishi tried to support her mother's stance.

"I can guess that," he said looking excitedly at the TV screen..... his milf MIL was sucking Selim's huge black pole like a professional porn actress. "Your mother is pro..... I'm sure you would do better than your mother."

"Umm, yeah......" She bit her lip. She curled her body up close to her husband on the bed, reaching down to take firm grip of his very erect dick. "Though it's crazy, you know, I'm really excited about my mother's second pregnancy."

"You know we're trying to conceive a child for the last two years..... but we failed due to my low level sperm accountability. I think you should try it with him." He said in giggling.

"Mmmm..... hmmm..." Her hand was still on his hard cock, slowly pulsing it, but her attention was now fully affixed to the screen where her mother began bobbing up and down on Selim Chacha's huge cock with remarkable speed and precision.

"I'm serious baby..... I wouldn't mind."

"Wow..... You're a naughty husband..... I can't do that.... it's so nasty even to think about getting pregnant by the same person who has impregnated my mother."

"Well, maybe..... but we've no other option too," laughed Ankan.

Oishi smiled but didn't laugh back. Her eyes were almost glassy, mesmerized, as her mother now worked the base of Selim Chacha's cock furiously in tandem with her mouth on it's head.

"How is he not cumming already..."

Ankan pulled his wife into him further, wrapping his right arm all the way around her until his thumb and forefinger found the hard, pink nipple of her right boob, slowly rolling it between them. He leaned into and slowly gave her a series of gentle kisses across her neck.

By the time he looked back at Selim Chacha in the screen, he now saw all him, a muscled marvel, with a dick that perhaps just a bit longer than him, but incredibly thick. On the screen, he had pushed his mother-in-law back on to the bed and crawled over her, slapping his cock against her pussy.

Ankan couldn't believe the effect the film was having on his wife. She had been horny already, but this was something else. She remained transfixed, and her breathing had gotten very shallow. Selim Chacha, on the film, proceeded to bury his cock to the hilt, and hearing her mother's moan, Oishi swallowed hard.

"Holy shit..." She whispered.

The film cut to a close-up of Selim Chacha's huge Nigro-like cock rhythmically going in and out of her mother's cleanly shaven cunt. Her swollen pinkg pussy-lips were pulled and stretched lewdly with his black cock every time he pulled back.

Ankan kept pinching his wife's right nipple with one hand as he slid his left hand under the teddy and between her legs. He expected her to be aroused, but what he found was... crazy. She was soaked..... literally dripping.

And her clit, which normally has to be rubbed and coaxed into coming out to play, was slick and hard as a rock. He did nothing more than run his index finger between her pussy lips and across her slit, which elicited a sharp intake of breath from her, followed by a low moan.

On the screen, his mother-in-law was now getting properly pounded, as Ankan began to rub light circles around his wife's clit in rhythm. She reached into his pyjama and pulled out his cock..... very respectable in size.... like the monster she was currently mesmerized by..... began to stroke it mindlessly.

He gave her clit a few furious flicks and then dropped his hand, thrusting two fingers into her. Finding her g-spot, he began to feather it the way that always drove her crazy.

"Yesssss..." she hissed, dropping her head into his lap and taking his cock in her mouth briefly, eyes never leaving the screen.

Just then Oishi saw her mother writhe and she could guess her mother was having an orgasm, judging by the gush of fluid that accompanied it. Selim Chacha then flipped her over and bent her down on the bed on all fours, head pressed into the sheets.

"I need you to fuck me, right now." She mumbled..... lifting her head. The words were emotionless, almost robotic. Ankan had never heard her be so direct. He began to roll on top of her but she stopped him.

"What's the matter?" He was surprised.

"No, do me from behind..... like my mother..... I mean doggy-style." She directed his attention towards the screen.

Ankan obliged happily...... pressing her forward so that they both faced the screen. Her pussy was hot liquid as he entered her. He began to fuck her aggressively, unable to contain his passions.

"No.... no, slowly, just like them." Oishi cautioned her husband.

He looked to the screen, where his mother-in-law's ass was pushed up into the air. Selim had her head pressed hard into the bedsheet with one hand as he very slowly sank his cock into her. He then pulled out just as slowly, almost torturing her with his cock as each inch of it dragged across her engorged labia.

Ankan followed suit, trying to mimic the precise pace of the couple's fuck. After a few moments, he felt relieved...... he had gotten so hot by slowing down his thrust. He'd actually be able to last longer than the 30 seconds before blowing his load and bringing an end to the hot scenario unfolding before him. Oishi began to moan loudly and roll her hips.... if her goal was to be tortured and tantalized, she was getting what she wanted.

"You ready to cum again for me, baby?" He heard Selim Chacha ask his mother-in-law..... after a few minutes as the movie took another turn.

"Oh, God, yes please!" Sreelekha moaned in the screen as Selim grabbed a fistful of her hair, and barked to her "Then cum and get this dick, baby..... cum fuck this dick."

With that he leaned back a little, and Sreelekha began to work her hips back and forth, building up the speed, until her ass began to smack loudly on his thighs with each of her thrusts.

"Like that, like that," Oishi whispered..... watching her mother getting pounded roughly by Selim Chacha.

Ankan got the hint. He pulled her hair gently and stopped thrusting, letting her do the work. Oishi's eyes remain glued to the TV, where there was now a close-up of her mother's very red, glistening pussy impaling itself over and over on Selim's black cock. She and her mother were picking up the pace, and Ankan could tell from her breathing and flushed back that his wife was getting very close to orgasm.

"Nice work, baby. You get ready to cum for me..." Selim Chacha growled.

He pulled Sreelekha up hard by the hair, pinching her nipples hard with his free hand, and began to fuck her fast and hard. By now Ankan got the game.... he followed suit. He had never seen his wife this hot before. His entire face was flushed, on fire, and he could feel her wetness dripping onto his balls.

"Oh fuck, yes, oh my God..." Oishi seemed like she could barely breathe at this point.

On screen, Ankan watched as the stud servant cum driver kept slamming into his respected Sasurima, fist full of hair, and then dropped his left hand under her pelvis and rubbed her clit with abandon. He did the same, finding the hard ball of fire that was his wife's clit and rubbing harder than he'd ever done.

"Now cum for me baby, cum for me." Ankan felt his wife's entire body go rigid, and she leaned forward and balled up the sheets in both fists, as he tried to furiously to hang on, continuing to rub her clit as she tensed.

"Ohhhhhh...... I'm cumming......," Oishi suddenly screamed..... not a loud one.... not a short..... but it pierced.

It came out from the top of her lungs, long, guttural scream. It seemed her orgasm was forging an explosive path through every inch of her, obliterating both mind and body. By now, her husband had lost his maneuvering on her clit, but continued to fuck her hard, so distracted by the spectacle that he had somehow managed not to cum yet.

As the scream trailed off into a low growl, Oishi seemed in wonder that the orgasm's shock-waves were continued. She now started grinding her ass into her husband's crotch as he fucked her, writhing and groaning, in between short gasped breaths.

"Fuck... fuck... fuck... fuck." She was moaning continuously and he felt her pussy pulse on his cock, he couldn't take it any longer, and came hard in a few last thrusts before collapsing alongside her on the bed.

For what seemed like an eternity, they simply lay like that, panting, not really understanding what had just happened. Ankan's mind was still reeling with the hottest scene he'd ever seen of his Sasurima making love with her servant-husband..... while his wife turned away from the screen, and gave an exhausted look to him.

To be continued.....

[Koyel]

G : "Mamoni, I can't believe you could do such things in front of the camera," returning the pendrive after two days, Oishi said.

"You would also be habituated with those if you're in fun films..... but wow! Which film do you like more?" Her mother smiled.

"No doubt both films are good..... but I must admit the second one, I mean the 'My Wife's Fulsajjya' is extremely hot. It's the best porno I've ever seen," Oishi couldn't control her feelings. "I've seen it several times. It's nice to see you enjoy sex so lavishly."

"I'm glad you like this baby," Sreelekha looked so happy and relieved that her daughter wasn't so repulsive with the new revelation.

"That may be right but I still can't fathom the idea that you were acting in porn with your servant in front of Bapi!" Oishi expressed her disbelief.

"You sure could guess from the movie that your father liked this a great! Actually, your Bapi is also a perverted cuckold husband, who enjoys a great to see his wife having sex with others. But no doubt, it has strengthened our relationship." She answered proudly. "Anyway, we'll talk about this later. Right now I should tell you another hot thing which happened yesterday."

"Oh yeah Mamoni, what's that?" She asked curiously.

"Well, your father and I were over at Mr. Shetty's studio and were discussing about the recent boom of porn in Tollygunge when he offered me for another movie," a grinning Sreelekha said.

"Oh no, you mean another fun movie?"

"Yeah."

"After watching your Fulsajjya with Selim Chacha, now I get to know why you do that stuff."

"Yes dear?" Her mother said, "It's so much fun and mostly because I do it.... I can make a lot of easy money from it! You already get to know it helps me a great to overcome from my huze debt."

"You're a great mother," Oishi said. "What's next?"

"When I arrived there next day, I was greeted by a new girl, you may know her too. Her name is Nushrat.... yes your maid, Nushrat Khatun.... Selim's daughter."

"Nushrat! Did she aware about her father's blackmailing on you?"

"Yes, her father told her everything..... even my marriage with her father!"

"Does she accept you as her new mother?"

"Yes baby, she is so polite and compassionate." Sreelekha replied happily. "Even she touched my feet to show her respect to me..... I was overwhelmed by her sweet behaviour and we hugged ourselves."

"Means, I get a sister along with a new father." Oishi grinned. "What's next?"

"I did these with two guys that were there.... one was as usual Selim and another was as Mr. Shetty. Nushrat got her father while I got Mr. Shetty."

"OMG! Nushrat! With her own father and in front of camera," Oishi said.... her eyes were about to burst in disbelief.

"Yes baby..... it's so nice to see the love between a father and his daughter."

"Oh I can't wait to see that movie." Oishi felt herself excited as she'd picturised her maid making love with her own father.

She'd previously thrilled by the young maid's torrid adventures with her father Moloy and now it made her horny knowing she had sex with her own father in front of camera. But she still now sceptical as to how having sex with her own father in general could possibly be fun while it was recorded by someone.

She felt that with somebody else there, and with all the lights and a camera filming everything, it would ruin the mood of enjoying the sex. She expressed her doubts about these to her mother. Even though she expressed her doubts, she said that she thought it might be fun.

Sreelekha could guess that her daughter was obviously very curious about what it would be like doing it with another girl and a guy, and also with cameramen there filming it all.

"Why don't you to come with me over to Mr. Shetty's studio to see what a porno set looks like." She asked.

"Oh no, Mamoni!" Her daughter gasped but she kept telling her that it was no big deal, and said if she was really curious, that this was the perfect way to get an answer to the questions in her mind.

The hot celeb mother-daughter of Tollygunge film-industry continued to talk, and at one point Sreelekha again requested her daughter to come over to Mr. Shetty's studio and see what it's like for herself. After Oishi weakly refused once more, but seemed to almost be ready to see it, her mother stood up.

"Come on baby, let's go over there right now and you'll see what it's like. No big deal. We'll just look around, and that way you can fulfill your curiosity." Sreelekha said with a bit of authority in her voice....taking her daughter's hand.

"Okay Mamoni, I've to talk to your Jamai ( Daughter's Husband ) about this," A giggling Oishi finally agreed..... and decided to divert her mother's attention. "So you're very much okay with your new career and it was how you've showed your love to your two husbands."

"Yes..... and I have no regrets. Although others would be appalled, I know." She smiled looking at her daughter a long time before continuing. "Baby, one thing I'm sure of is that after all this, you feel hatred for me."

"Oh Mamoni, never say that again..... you've done all these for the wellbeing of our family." Oishi said moving closer to her mother. "I'm proud to have such a sacrificing mother.... I love you very much."

"My dear, your clarity has alleviated my anxiety and confusion. You are a truly sensible and understanding daughter." Sreelekha's eyes moistened, a heavy weight moving away from her heart as she kissed her daughter's forehead like a truly affectionate Bengali mother..

Oishi responded, full knowing what her mother meant as she hugged her mother tightly and hesitantly pressed her lips to her mother's lips. Then she pulled back, finding her mother smiling reassuringly.

Sreelekha could see the barrier to a deeper love between herself and her daughter was crumbling. She put her hand around her daughter's waist as their lips met again, with Oishi's kisses showing more confidence. And she could feel her mother's stiff nipples and generous breasts pressing against her own smaller..... yet firm tits.... through their clothes.

The mother-daughter duo became carried away in their kissing and hugging, as the two months pregnant mother could feel her daughter losing her inhibitions. Looking each other's knowing eyes for few seconds, they hastily pulled off their clothes.... and the milf mother licked her lips excitedly seeing her daughter's hot body.

She leaned down instantly to lick and suck on one of her handful size breasts, eyeing the pleasure on her face. She kissed her again, then took her daughter's hand and mashed it on her own hefty breasts.

Oishi needed no further encouragement, as she kneaded the flesh of those soft orbs. Next, her mother lifted a pendulous tit and offered it to her, who instinctively latched on to the hardened brown nipple, eliciting a sigh from her mother.

"That's it, Love, suck on them. Do you remember, you loved to suck those hours after hours when you were a child. Yessss..... suck on them hard! Oh, God, yes! Show mommy your love."

Sreelekha was taken aback by her own feelings running wild, as her daughter made love to her tits. For Oishi, she found it exciting and arousing to suck on another woman's tits. And more, to see her Mamoni's reaction.

Sreelekha pulled her daughter's face to hers for more kisses; this time, with tongues exploring each other's mouth. She pressed her daughter against the edge of the bed, where she alternated between sucking on her stiff nipples and kissing her sensually.

She was in no hurry. She was enjoying kissing her daughter for the first time. Besides, she wanted to work up her arousal slowly. After kissing for some time, Oishi took a turn making love to her mother's luscious orbs, sucking hungrily on her stiff nipples. The two resumed kissing, but this time, the mature actress's hand slipped between the younger woman's thighs.

"Just enjoy," the hot mother whispered, as her fingers probed her daughter's inner sanctum.

Oishi took a deep breath, as fingers rubbed her slit, then dug into her sheath. She wrapped her arms around her mother as they resumed kissing. Her mother worked on her clit, while she ground on her mother's fingers, churning up the water.

Sreelekha could see her daughter's arousal was reaching a breaking point and she frigged her harder, eager to see her daughter cum. She was rewarded when Oishi's body started to tremble, as she hung on to her mother...... the orgasm washed over her.

"I love you, baby," Sreelekha whispered..... planting delicate kisses on her neck.

"Oh, Mamoni..... you're so sweet!" Oishi looked into her mother's eyes..... still panting from a great climax..... as they hugged, with both feeling the thrill of this deeper love.

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They made lunch..... just wrapping a towel and ate on the lawn, where Oishi asked for more details about her new father's sexual skills, to which her mother frankly told about his fucking abilities in detail. With lunch over, they collected their dishes, returning them to the kitchen, where her daughter playfully pulled off her mother's towel.

"I want me to play with you like like I did to your maid in the movie." Sreelekha laughed..... pulling off her daughter's towel, then grabbed her for a quick tickle.... followed by a deep kiss.

With arms wrapped around each other, she could feel she had freed her daughter's sexual side and was hoping she was ready to move further. And as if reading her mind, her daughter stepped back, and taking her mother's hand, led them toward the bedroom.

"Mamoni, in your king-size marital bed, where you've made your second Fulsajjya with my new father." Oishi made a suggestion with a glint in her eyes.

Sreelekha followed her daughter into her own bedroom, where Oishi sprawled out on the bed as if offering her nude body to her mother. She moved beside her daughter, then leaning over her, delicately brushed her lips on Oishi's.

"We're in no hurry, Love," she said, before kissing her daughter tenderly.

And they were in no hurry, as they continued kissing leisurely and sensually. Her fingers began exploring her daughter's supple body, tracing a line over her curves. And Oishi's hand soon found her mother's generous tits and started fondling them.

"Would you like to make love to them?" Sreelekha asked, before rolling onto her back..... in which without answering, she swooped in and started sucking on her mother's tits hungrily.

"That's it, Love. Mmmmmnn... Nothing like sucking on tits, is there?" She sighed.

She rolled both of them over, and straddling her daughter's torso, left her pendulous breasts inches away from her daughter's face. Oishi latched on to one, feasting on it madly, then the other, while her hands kneaded their luscious flesh.

The way in which she sucked on those succulent tits confirmed her agreement. A feeling of nurturing swept over the happy mother, as she watched her daughter become consumed by the primal instinct to suckle, reminding her of all the times she sucked on her friend Swastika's orbs. She brushed her dangling tits across her daughter's face, with Oishi enjoying being smothered by their softness.

"God, that feels so good. Your father never spent so much time on them." She sighed as her daughter released the nipple with a slurp.... she was sucking on.

"Some men are in a hurry, especially young ones. Some, like your Jamai ( Daughter's Husband ), love sucking on tits. And yours' are delicious!"

With that she pushed one of her pink nipples in her mother's lips as she started licking and sucking on it , until she licked her way up to her lips. Looking her in the eyes, she then took her daughter's hand and moved it between her parted thighs. Oishi could feel the moistness of her mother's slit, and trembling with excitement, pressed a finger into her slippery womanhood.

Sreelekha sighed feeling her daughter's fingers in her sheath..... it encouraged her, and she started working them in and out. Then she felt her mother's fingers at her own entrance. The loving mother-daughter pleasured each other slowly, as they kissed or looked into each other's eyes.

Oishi never felt so close, so intimate, so loved by her mother. Her fingers were having their effect, but she could see the effect her fingers were having on her mother. She frigged her mother hard, while kissing her neck until her body convulsed in ecstasy. When her spasms eased, she gently took hold of Oishi's hand.

"Love! Oh my God!" Sreelekha said, breathlessly.

"I love you, Mamoni."

"Oh, baby! I know you do. That was wonderful."

Sreelekha wanted to move her love to the next level, and started kissing her way down her daughter's body. She sensed where her mother was heading when she licked her belly, then a thigh. She moved between her legs, her face inches from her daughter's essence.

"I want to show you my love," Sreelekha whispered.

Oishi could barely breathe when she felt her mother's warm breath at her vestibule, then cried out when a tongue parted the curtains to her inner sanctum. With expert skill, the celeb mother ate her daughter out, who writhed with growing arousal.

"Mamoni..." she started moaning, as she grabbed her mother's head. And with that she started taking deep breaths and held her mother's head tightly to her pussy, while an orgasm welled up, her body convulsing as waves of ecstasy washed over her

When the orgasm passed, Oishi moved beside her mother, pulling the sheets over them. She wanted to reciprocate, but her daughter suggested they simply cuddle. So, she nestled in her daughter's arms, while Oishi caressed her. Actually she was buying time, knowing the next act would soon follow.

"Ah, there you're...... enjoying yourselves?" Suddenly, a sound came from the bedroom door, drawing their eyes toward it.

To be continued.....

[Koyel]

H : Selim was standing at the doorway, with a bemused look on his face. However his already hard cock was out of his pants' slit and he was stroking it languidly with his right hand. It seemed he was arrived there a few minutes ago.... and watching the hot mother-daughter's passionate love, he couldn't help himself but masterbate.

"OMG!" Oishi looked at him in shock..... instantly covering herself with the bed-cover in acute shy where as Sreelekha sat there as before. However Oishi's eyes were transfixed at Selim's 11" long and proportionately thick Nigro-like black cock. It instantly reminded her the BBC porns she liked to watch most.

"So here you are... I don't know how I should address you..... as 'Salim-Chacha' like before, or 'Bapi'?"

"It's upon you, Didimoni," Selim looked at Oishi with soothing eyes. "I'm okay in both."

"Actually you've snatched my mother from my loving Bapi...... and make her a slut!" Oishi said.... till not digesting the unbelievable truth of their servant's marriage with her mother.

"Didimoni, I agree with your accusation. I'm solely responsible for this while your mother is no doubt a great lady..... please don't accuse her." He paused lowering his head in shame.

"Please Oishi baby, don't be so rude with him," Sreelekha tried to calm down her irritated daughter.

"I know it's my fault.... I compelled your parents." He said meekly..... slowly raising his head... however all the time stroking his erect cock. "I don't know how to apologise to you Didimoni."

"No no..... Selim, don't say that," Sreelekha got down from the bed..... and moved towards him being completely naked. Then holding his hard cock in her right hand, she led him to the bed.... so that he didn't feel himself isolated from them.

"Didimoni, I couldn't check myself seeing my daughter's humiliation," Selim almost begged.... however all the time scanning Oishi's semi-exposed body thoroughly.

"Okay..... Okay, I can understand," Oishi thought it would better to accept the modified relationship rather than arguing with him. It might be leaked..... and then she would have to face the filthy rumour. It would surely hamper their family's reputation as she licked her dry lips..... looking at his black cock. "But one condition......"

"Condition!" Both Selim and Sreelekha looked at Oishi in surprised look.

"Yes, I want to be a mother..... and you've to take that responsibility." Oishi looked at her mother and Selim with a naughty smile.... as they looked at each other's eyes solemnly.
Maybe he can knock me up this time."

"Do you really want him to fuck you and get you pregnant?" Her mother queried.

"Yeah. I don't mind if other than your Jamai Daughter's Husband ) put a baby in my belly. I'm sure your Jamai would raise another man's baby."

It was a nasty thought and she was only teasing, Selim thought. For some reason, the thought of impregnating her also like her mother aroused him a great. It appealed to his primitive male lust. He wondered if it was like that for cave man

"Yes Selim Chacha, just think about this, nestling between my thighs, with your cock buried in my cunt. You'll do me bareback and shoot your potent sperm up inside me."

"It's my pleasure, Didimoni," Selim couldn't believe his luck as he looked at his Malkin-Wife. "Your daughter is so good..... just like you."

Being delighted quickly he kissed his Malkin-Wife..... while she stroked his massive prick. Getting so much love and compassion from this high-class aristocratic mother-daughter, Selim's heart filled with emotion.... his eyes were moistened.

"So, from now, although you're a servant to outsiders, I accept you as my stepfather.... but it's just between us, Okay," Oishi slowly got down from the bed..... throwing the bed-cover from her body and like her mother, being completely naked, she stood beside him and touched her new father's feet.

During her 'Pranam', as she bent forward, she kissed his mushroom shaped big cockhead and cupped the large cum-filled ballsac in her right hand. Then standing on his right side, she pressed her naked body on his hard muscled ebony body..... hugging him with her left hand.

Selim was in heaven.... he couldn't believe this was really happening.... it was like a dream as tears flowing down from his eyes. He hugged his naked stepdaughter and Malkin-Wife both in his strong embrace as they wiped out the tears from his eyes lovingly.

After that they ate their dinner together like the happiest family in the world..... even it was agreed that Selim would sleep with the mother-daughter.... and in the same bed. Soon Sreelekha drifted off to sleep nestling between her daughter and second husband. But for Oishi, she was already thinking about what would happen if her in-laws got to know this, and the implications.

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The next morning, as usual after breakfast, Selim departed for the studio with his Malik. Before leaving, he prepared four cups of coffee.....and when he came out of the kitchen taking the tray, he found his Malik was already woke up who had slept in the guest room last night. However his stepdaughter was still asleep in his Malkin-Wife's arms..... as she smiled at him, knowingly.

"Don't start without me," he quipped.

With Selim off, the mother-daughter enjoyed a leisurely Friday morning, and in the afternoon, went out for marketing. Later, they made lunch together, then ate when Selim came home, where, between small talk, there were plenty of flirtatious looks and innuendos.

After the mother-daughter cleaned up the table, Selim powered on the TV and settled on the sofa in the drawing room. He was enjoying the latest release film of Rituparna, when his stepdaughter came there with a peg of whisky. She offered it to her stepfather and sat beside him.

That's when he felt Sreelekha's hands slide down his chest from behind, followed by her daughter who looked into his eyes knowingly. She said nothing, and simply kissed him, gently at first, followed by some tongue. Stepfather and stepdaughter were soon absorbed in kissing, while their hands explored... his hand slipping under her T-shirt, while hers reached for his crotch.

Sreelekha then came from behind the sofa and sat beside her new husband and took a turn to kiss him, while her daughter turned her attention to unfasten his Pyjama's knot. She loosened it and reached inside, eager to get a hold of her new father's manhood for the first time.

"There's no hurry, Didimoni," he whispered to her, while his hand fondled her firm tits under her T-shirt.

"Abbu, I'm not your Didimoni anymore..... you know I'm your daughter now...... so just call me Oishi," she pleaded.

"Okay baby, as you say," with that he turned his attention to Sreelekha, pleased that she wasn't wearing a bra under her tight knit-top. And while Oishi stripped off her T-shirt, he removed her mother's top, happily confronted by two sets of complementing tits, wondering which one to start with.

He settled on his stepdaughter's first, encouraging her to straddle his lap and presenting those pert boobs to his face. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her boobs close, before latching on to one and sucking hard on it, while she swooned to his attentions. Her mother wasn't going to be left out and started nuzzling Oishi's neck while she, in turn, watched her stepfather feast on her boobs.

"Fuck, Abbu... So good..." she mumbled, swooning to the sucking and licking on her stiff nipples.

With her head next to Selim's, Sreelekha joined in, latching on to one of her daughter's pink nipples, while he attended to the other. Oishi closed her eyes, drinking in the sensual pleasure of her boobs being worshiped by her stepfather and mother.

Still, she wanted her stepfather's mesmerizing black cock to fulfill her long-time desire. She hopped off his lap, pulled off his pants and briefs, freeing his growing Nigro-manhood. Next, she finished getting naked, while her mother dispensed with her new husband's shirt, then offered him her own tits to suck on.

Oishi focused on his circumcised ebony rod.... and kneeling between his legs, she stroked it a few times before giving it a tongue bath. Selim unlatched from Sreelekha's nipple and sighed, causing her to look just in time to watch his manhood being enveloped by her daughter's tender lips. The hot scene triggered a smile in her, as both watched the young wife lovingly attend the hypnotizing shaft.

Selim was wild with lust, watching his nubile stepdaughter bobbing on his hard cock. He picked up her easily and laid her on the sofa, her head in her mother's lap. He spread her legs, and kneeling between them, pressed his manhood to her welcoming sheath, then slid it in deeply.

Oishi sighed with delight as her new '. father drilled her, with her mother pulling his lips to hers for a sloppy kiss. As he pumped his cock in and out, her mother pulled her face to her hefty breasts, which she sucked on hardily.

"Ohhhhhh Oishi..... my sweet baby!" Sreelekha mumbled, deliriously.

Fucking his nubile stepdaughter while watching her suck on her mother's tits, caused him to lose control, and he started pounding her hard, until he groaned. And noticing that Sreelekha could feel her new husband reached his peak as she put her hand on her daughter's belly. She watched in awe as Selim, with thrust after thrust, planted his virile seed in her daughter's fertile womb.

"Yes Selim, make my daughter pregnant and fulfill her dream," Sreelekha urged her second husband..... coaxing his sperm-filled heavy balls to drain as much cum as possible. With the last of his cum expended, Selim lovingly kissed Sreelekha, then his Oishi.

Sreelekha sensed she would be taking a rest this weekend, as her new husband and daughter explored their newfound love. She let herself move to the guest-room with her first husband, so that Selim had full freedom to make her daughter pregnant as soon as possible.

To be continued......

[Koyel]

Characters :-
  
1. Rituparna Sengupta  : Bengalee film Actress, 49 yrs ( 38-30-38 ),
2. Sanjay Sengupta : Businessman, 52 yrs. Rituparna's Husband,
3. Ankan Sengupta : Their Son, Film Actor of Tollygunge, 25 yrs.
4. Rishona Sengupta : Their Daughter, 18 yrs ( 34-26-36 )
5. Nushrat Khatun : 18 yrs, Rituparna's Maid & Selim's Daughter ( 35-27-36 ),
6. Oishi Mitra ( Sengupta ) : Ankan's wife, Housewife Cum Model, 22 yrs ( 34-24-36 ).
7. Sreelekha Mitra : Oishi's Mother, 45 yrs ( 36-30-36 ) Film-Actress.
8. Moloy Mitra : Oishi's father, 48 yrs, Cameraman.
9. Selim Sheikh : 37 yrs, Servant & Driver of Mitra Family,
And few supporting characters

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I ) A big, warm hand of Selim cupped her right boob, as Oishi lay curled up on her left side in the bed. His hard muscled body was pressed all down her back, with a soft breath blowing on her neck and an even harder erection nestled between the cheeks of her soft and warm ass. Her right leg was cocked up with a man's leg snugly lifting it. She could feel the hairs on his leg tickling her own smooth skin as she started to wake up.

"Mmmm, wha.....," she started to say, sleepily confused, but stopped when she heard a light sound of steps. Squinting against the bright light, she could just make out the figure of her mother coming towards her, wearing a Saffron Saree..... with a tray full of oblation and different types of flowers.

"Morning, princess," Sreelekha smiled..... putting the tray on the nearby tea-table and take her mobile to capture a few photos of them. "I'm going to Parvati Maa's temple to pray for your quick impregnation."

"M.... morning, Mamoni," She whispered, her voice hoarse. "You're so sweet."

"Okay just enjoy yourselves," She said with a broad smile. Then lowering her head, she kissed at the juncture of her daughter's crotch where Selim's hard cock was still embedded..... and said looking at him. "Don't waste your precious nectar..... I want to hear the good news as soon as possible."

"I'll try my best," Selim replied. "All I need your blessing, Malkin."

"You know, we're always with you," she said with an assuring tone.... as she looked through the mobile's camera and captured the happy moments in it.

"OK..... I think I can make it this week," with that he started moving his hips as Sreelekha noticed his black rod slid in and out in her daughter's hole with wet sounds.

"Yes Selim, just don't make us disappointed," Sreelekha reacted expectantly..... and that's when she startled noticing the time in her mobile. "Oh I'm already late...."

She rushed towards the gate when she saw her husband Moloy just coming back from his morning-walk. With beaming eyes, he moved towards her.

"Sorry dear, I'm late today and can't able to accompany you, but where is Selim? You may go with him." He said standing beside her..... as he looked at her baby-bump and couldn't help himself to caress it lovingly. "I can't wait to see this in our baby's belly too."

"Only 'Parvati Maa can help us," Sreelekha smiled. "With her blessing, right now Selim is trying to do that."

"Is it..... I can't wait to see that," the beaming father almost rushed into the house.

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"Ohhhhhh yes Selim Chacha..... oh sorry, now you're my stepfather.......my Abbu. Yesssss.... I'm cumming also! We're cumming together Abbu." Oishi moaned as she felt another thick load of fresh semen hit into her spasming pussy. That in itself was enough to get her to cum also. "Yesssss..... fill me with your potent seed and make a baby in my womb as I cover your cock with my pussy juice!"

After a few moments his flaccid cock slipped out of her amazing pussy. He watched as his cum oozed from it and still couldn't believe his luck.

He had already had his Malkin as his wife and make her pregnant, who went out for the temple to pray for her daughter's quick pregnancy. He has got her equally amazing daughter as a gift with his Malkin-Wife whom he's now fucking, and it looks like his pussy drought is over.

What more could he ask for?

Morning was already over and he still lay back on the bed.... as Oishi rose, threw on a light robe and went to make breakfast. He decided to lay there few moments and Oishi walked out of the room to grab a pouch of butter. Meanwhile Moloy arrived at his daughter's bedroom and saw that Selim alone was lying on the bed.

Then hearing a sound coming from the kitchen, he moved there. As he approached there, he saw his daughter bent over with her head in the fridge, gathering items to prepare some breakfast. Her short robe was short enough that in this position, her ass and part of her pussy was exposed to anyone behind her.

Fortunately for him, Moloy was there. And Oishi looked back to see that her father was looking at her sloppy hole.

As he looked, his eyes saw that her thick pussy-lips were parted and Selim's cum was leaking from her fuckhole. His cock got hard instantly seeing her protruding pussy-lips, but even harder seeing the proof that their servant-driver had fucked her and came inside of her vagina.

"I know what I want for breakfast." Moloy teased..... throwing the innuendo, as he stared at his daughter's exposed pussy.

"Eww. It's kinda sloppy right now, Bapi." Feeling embarrassed, she tried to cover her pussy pulling down the hem of the robe.

"I don't care. I want to take a taste of that amazing beaver anyway..... however if you don't mind!" Moloy said as he licked his lips excitedly.

"Oh Bapi, you're so naughty! You shouldn't even think about that.... I'm your daughter." She said shyly.

"Sorry baby,..... but I couldn't help myself," he said with pleading eyes. "Ever since I heard you were also trying to get pregnant by Selim, I often dreamed I can do that."

"Alas! You won't be able to do that." Oishi sighed.... looking at her father pitifully. "I know you haven't that potentiality."

"Bu...... but... at least allow me to suck that nectar from you, baby." Moloy almost begged.

"Didn't you get enough from Mamoni? I know my new father often poured a lot in Mamoni too."

"Nothing is ever enough, baby," he chuckled. "Yeah, I got lots of creampie from your mother, but I wouldn't pass up a chance at yours, for anything!"

"Thanks Bapi. But not right now."

"Soon?"

"Maybe."

As she resumed making breakfast for the family, her father approached her and wrapped his arms around her from behind. In doing so, his hard cock pressed against her soft ass-gloves.

"Mmmm, did I do that, Bapi?" Oishi winked at her father.

"You know you did." Moloy winked back.

"I know." She giggled as her father kissed her neck.

She tiled her head back. She was enjoying this when Sreelekha arrived there..... completing her Puja & Prayer at Parvati Maa's temple. She watched her husband and daughter in a sexual embrace and it made her pussy wet.

'She's gonna love her father's cock abusing her little pussy.' She thought.

And noticing his daughter enjoy his affection, Moloy slid a hand into her robe and caressed her boobs..... she responded. "Mmmm.... nnnn....."

"God baby, your boobs are amazing..... just like your mother."

"Thanks Bapi..... but you should stop though." Oishi said..... and startled hearing her mother.

"Yes darling..... please stop getting our baby all worked up." Sreelekha chimed in from the doorway.

"Oh dear..... when did you come back from the temple?" Moloy said looking at his wife embarrassingly.

However he released the grip on his daughter's boobs and pulled his hand out of her robe. When he backed away, Sreelekha could see that her husband was fully erect. She could guess he was excited to be fondling his own daughter.

"Sorry dear." Moloy said shyly.

"No need to be sorry, darling. Who could help himself but fondle such an amazing body when she flaunts like that." She smiled at both of them.

"Thanks dear, I'll go.... and put on something more appropriate."

"No dear..... you don't have to do that." Sreelekha said as she slipped her hand into her daughter's robe and ran a finger to through the petals of her moist pussy. Within seconds she removed her finger and brought it to her mouth.

"Mmmm..... mmmnn...., delicious, just like I assumed..... and Selim has poured so much," Sreelekha chirped happily. After cleaning her finger, she offered the Oblation to her daughter and husband one by one.

"Yes Mamoni..... he deposited that just half an hour ago," Oishi said happily..... eating the oblation with great devotion.

"Oh, you're here," All eyes turned to the entrance of the room, to see Ankan entering.

He surveyed everyone thoroughly.... his wife's robe was partly open, exposing her amazing body to her parents. He also noticed the bulge in his Sasurmosai's pyjama.... no doubt, it was occurred seeing his daughter's semi-exposed amazing body. All three of them had embarrassed looks upon their faces upon being busted by him.

He then noticed his mother-in-law.... holding the tray of Oblation in her hands. "Oh Maa, it seems you've just returned from the temple!"

Ankan looked happy seeing his beautiful four-month pregnant mother-in-law. He came in front of her and touched her feet. And smiling, she blessed him, touching his head as she offered the oblation.

He accepted it with both hands, consumed it with eyes closed, then muttered a prayer while touching it to his forehead. After that he touched his Sasurmosai's feet too and teased him. "Feeling excited, Baba?"

"Who wouldn't be Ankan.... by seeing our baby's amazing body?" Sreelekha quipped as she opened her daughter's robe a little more, exposing her entire nude body to both men.

"Oh Mamoni!" Oishi scolded her mother, as she closed her robe.

"What? It's not like you have anything to be ashamed of. Besides, Selim and Ankan both are quite familiar with your nudity and who knows, maybe your father will too."

"Will you check yourself, Mamoni?" Oishi looked at her mother with a mock shyness.

"Sorry baby." Sreelekha grinned. "We'll just have to wait and see what happens."

"Let's eat." Moloy proposed as all four of them moved to the dinning room.

During breakfast Sreelekha passed the plates around and as she gave a plate to her son-in-law, she whispered to him, "Do you know your Sasurmosai is a nasty pervert..... he likes cleaning my dumping box after Selim cums in."

"Yes, I saw it in your fun-film," he responded.

"Won't you try it too?" She giggled and walked away.

To be continued.....

[Koyel]

J : Completing her indoor shooting at Tollygunge studio, Rituparna decided to visit her Bouma ( Son's Wife ) in the afternoon. Her son Ankan's house was just 5 km away from her own house where he lived in a 4 BHK flat with her daughter-in-law. She would often go there and spend a few days with them whenever she had some off-time..... and so, hiring an Uber, that afternoon, she jumped in it with a cheerful mood.

Instead of taking an authoritarian attitude, she maintained a friendly relationship with her daughter-in-law. So, Oishi welcomed her mother-in-law warmly at the gate and then she guided her to the guest room. Offering her a drink, she quickly headed to the kitchen to prepare some snacks. With her Bouma in the kitchen, Rituparna looked around, finding small things to do to make her comfortable.

She then noticed her Bouma's laptop on the tea-table and she intended on finding the family photos she liked most. But as she looked for the 'Family Album' folder, she came across one simply labeled, 'Amar Notun Bapi ( My New Father ).' Curiosity got the better of her...... and found it full of pictures.

As she opened the first of them, she was extremely shocked what they were..... her Bouma ( Son's Wife ) and her maid Nushrat's widower father Selim making love, and very explicit love! The next one was them in a different position with a good view of his massive black cock sliding into her pussy. Even in these still photos, she could see the love between them.... and their passion of course.

But the next photo surprised her even more, it was her Bouma and her own mother Sreelekha, naked and kissing, arms around each other. She could guess the photos were taken very recently. Still, the next was only more astonishing, her Beyan's ( Son's Mother-in-law ) head was between her daughter's thighs, obviously eating her out, judging by the expression on her daughter's blissful face.

It was astounding that her Bouma and Beyan were engaged in an affectionate ( ! ) love..... as she excitedly opened the next one, in which they were pleasuring each other in a sixty-nine way. The next few ones were similar, with her Bouma sucking on her mother's big tits, or taking a turn eating her out.

But the following ones were the most shocking to her, they were of Selim eating out her Beyan. She was wide eyed as each photo was more erotic than the last one. It was her Beyan sucking on the '. servant's circumcised cock, then in the next, they were fucking! Her Beyan was riding him! And by the look on her face, she was clearly enjoying it.

The next few were of them fucking in different positions, as she could guess her Bouma was taking the photos. The last few ones showed what were the servant's view, as he fucked her Beyan from behind, while she had her head between her daughter's thighs, obviously pleasuring her by the look on her face.

Rituparna closed the laptop..... feeling extremely horny with the pictures' perversity; the family album, forgotten. She went to the guestroom, walking past the servant's small room, where he was busy preparing himself to bring back his Malik. She closed the door behind her and went back to the guest room, her mind still in a whirl over what she had just seen.

She was horrified..... feeling the intoxicating masculinity of her Beyan's stud servant in which both her Bouma and Beyan were drowned. But at the same time, not being repulsive with all these perverse photos, she felt herself so much aroused like before.

The expressions on everyone's face seemed happy, an intense connection between them. Her hand slipped into the waistband of her panties as her mind rewound each photo..... specially the ten minutes video-clip in which her Beyan was enjoying a passionate sex with her servant, until she was frigging herself with abandon and climaxed.

Her Bouma would come out from the kitchen within a few minutes..... and she will talk to her about this later. She and her Bouma had a close relationship, and she was comfortable talking about anything with her Bouma..... even sex and men. Still, this was beyond the pale.

Finally her Bouma finished the preparation of snacks, while she helped her making those. After her son Ankan arrived with her Beyan Sreelekha and Beyai Moloy, the five ate dinner while Selim served them. However she was stealing furtive glances at her Beyan and Selim but both of them behaved normally as if nothing was happened between them.

Even she looked across the table at his Bouma.... but she gave no indication or no awkward looks or blushes that she'd seen their illicit photos and video. During dinner the conversation centered on the recent complications going on in Tollygunge film-industry. And naturally all those helped her to divert her mind from those hot photos and video of her Bouma, Beyan and Selim.

Later that evening, when her son went out for his club, Rituparna saw her chance and worked up her courage.

"Bouma, can we talk?" She asked, taking a seat in her bedroom.

"Of course, Maa!" Oishi replied, taking a chair..... sitting patiently, while her mother-in-law looked for words.

"I didn't mean to spy, or anything. I was just looking for our family album on your laptop. But... Um... I found a folder... Full of photos."

"And......." Oishi said, calmly..... looking at her mother-in-law's eyes.

"They were you, your mother and Selim..... and well.... the photos were..." She trailed off.

"Explicit? Isn't it Maa?" Oishi finished for her mother-in-law. "I'm off tomorrow. After my parents leave for the shooting with your son, we'll have a long talk..... please be patient now."

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Oishi's modeling job left her free for at least four days a week. So, the next morning, as previously arranged, she watched her husband leave for his shooting. He had just signed a big-budget movie as the lead, in which her mother was also cast in a significant role as his mother.

She saw him off with the usual admonitions of being careful. And after she watched the car drive away, she turned to see her mother-in-law waiting in the guestroom. Oishi was always open and nonjudgmental when she talked with her mother-in-law about her love life and sex.

Her open-minded mother-in-law cooperated her too..... cuz she wanted her to feel there was nothing that couldn't be discussed among the family members. However it was her turn, this time, and she wondered how her mother-in-law would take it.

"Come on Maa, I need some coffee," She declared, taking her mother-in-law's hand. With cups in hand, she suggested they settle on the sofa on the back lawn. "So how many did you see?"

"All of them...... even the ten minutes video-clip."

"Video? You must have been curious." Oishi smiled.

"I don't know how I would explain it. It was hard to believe what I was seeing," Her mother-in-law's replied.

"But how did it make you feel? Shocked? Surprised? Worse?" She quired and then paused, looking for an answer, then looked at her mother-in-law in the eyes.

"I want to know the fact behind it." Suddenly with a serious tone, Rituparna said.

Oishi nodded..... and she felt it was time to lay it all out about the recent developments. "You know my mother and I have always been close..... and very touchy-feely as it were."

"As are we," Rituparna suddenly interjected.

"Yes Maa." Oishi looked at her Sasurima's glittering eyes. "Anyway, we found a way to express our love for each other more intimately. It must be hard to understand, but we found making love to each other.... a way to express our love for each other."

"How..... How did it happen? And what is Selim's role in it?" Rituparna asked... in which Oishi disclosed all the incidents.... from her father's adultery, Selim's blackmailing, her mother's remarriage, her second pregnancy and finally to her involvement.

"OMG!" Rituparna gasped in utter disbelief hearing her Beyan and daughter-in-law's hot affairs with the '. servant.

"Does your husband, I mean, my son aware about these?" Rituparna queried after a long gap..... till not believing the incidents really happen.

"He came back the next evening, and, well, the cards were on the table. He was highly excited..... and, we made love passionately. Yes, your son fucked me hard, and to several orgasms. I never felt so close to him, so much love. Soon, we were loving each other almost every night."

Rather than finding her mother-in-law shocked by this revelation, Oishi could see her Sasurima was, at the least, titillated by the tale.

"Means, I'm going to be a grandmother soon with Selim's favor." Rituparna exclaimed.

"Well, that was quite a bit to hear, but I'm sure about that. Well, we'll talk some more later," Oishi suggested. "Now I want to go for a bath before evening-puja."

With that she grabbed a towel and walked into the attached bathroom.... dispensing her Maxi, bra and panties. As Rituparna watched her nude daughter-in-law descend into large tub, she reflected on how beautiful she had become after her marriage, with a figure not unlike her own when she was that age, with a slimness that enhanced pert breasts. And watching her, along with the hot revelations, she revived another hope.

"Gonna join me?" she asked her Sasurima. It was actually an open invitation that Rituparna was longing, as she made a show of stripteasing in front of her Bouma.

Oishi had long admired her Sasurima's beauty, as she watched her toss aside her clothes. She then sauntered naked towards the tub, as she anticipated her Sasurima having sex with her new father in front of her.

"Bouma? I mean, weren't your husband.... I mean my son jealous of Selim, you know."

"Of him making love to me? Why Maa? Like I said before, it's your son who wants me to be impregnated by my stepfather." With twinkling eyes Oishi expressed one of her husband's dark sides as the beautiful Sasuri-Bouma splashed water to each other in the bathroom, when she asked her next question.

"Maa, did you ever make love to other women?"

"Yes.... you know, your Bumba Uncle's wife Arpita. I was attracted to her since we met in an outdoor shooting at Simla 10 years ago. I was curious to explore her, but never made a move on her. But one day I couldn't help myself, I took my shot, and it turned out my co-star had the same feelings. Yeah, that was hot." Rituparna exposed her lesbo affair.

"Arpita aunty! Oh she is so beautiful and sexy."

"Yes, after her second issue, she gained some weight and it makes her hot," Rituparna smiled. "Anyway my new Beyaimosai, I mean your stepfather looks like an 'Adonis' in nude."

"Right Maa," Oishi could sense her Sasurima's fascination to her stepfather. "Do you know he is a blind-fan of you."

"Really! It's my pleasure." Rituparna said pleasantly. "And so far I get to know from the video, he really is a stud lover.... I mean in bed."

"Oh, Maa, you have no idea. A mix of prowess and tenderness. On many a night, he more than satisfied both my mother and me!" Oishi said proudly.

"I can guess that, he looks like a bull in the video....." Rituparna said. "Oh yes, send the video in my WhatsApp..... however if you don't mind.... It's really enjoyable"

"Oh sure Maa," Oishi replied gladly. "However keep it secret."

"Don't worry..... I know it's importance, I don't want a rubbish rumour spreading and damaging our image," saying that she turned towards the gate. "I've to go now, Bouma.... take care."

"OK.... Maa," Oishi touched her Sasurima's feet as the glamorous actress left..... with a thoughtful but relieved mind. However before that she blessed her Bouma giving a quick hug to her...... then flashing a reassuring smile, she moved towards her car.

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After her mother-in-law left, Oishi prepared the dinner with a thrilling mind while her husband Ankan returned. Completing the dinner, finally she entered their bedroom at 10 pm where her husband was watching his mobile..... lying on the bed. After applying a little bit of skin moisture, she climbed in next to her husband..... naked as usual.... and resting her head on his shoulder, she started,

"Seems, your mother liked the photos."

"Oh fine..... Is she disgusted?" Ankan chuckled..... looking at her eyes expectantly.

"Surprised, I'd say. At least not shocked. Still, I think this is the easiest way to let her know about our new modified lifestyle." She looked quite happy. "At first, I couldn't understand how I would explain it out of the blue. Finally gaining some courage, I told her everything."

"How do you feel..... expecting some positive response from Mamoni?" He felt his cock stir..... anticipating to fulfill his dream.

"Seems, you can't wait, just thinking about the prospect..." Oishi grinned, as her hand reached under the sheets for her husband's extremely hard cock. He tossed his mobile aside and reached between her thighs.

"Someone's already hard." She smiled.

"Yes! And my cock wants a hot pussy!"

Oishi slipped under the sheet and started sucking on his familiar cock. After four years of marriage, their passion hadn't abated a little bit. She bobbed on it, feeling it swell in her mouth until his handsome rod was ready for action.

She straddled her husband and let his manhood slide into her welcoming sheath. As she ground on the cock she loved, her husband sucked on her pendulous orbs, sloppily. They fucked and fucked, with Oishi full knowing her husband's stamina.

"Put your cum inside me!" She gasped, as she increased her bucking.

His grunts signaled he was spewing his seed inside her, with Oishi smothering his face in her ample cleavage, as he thrust his cock ever deeper inside his wife. And that cock fucking her hard while it unleashed his cum inside her, set her own orgasm off.

"Fuck! I love it when you cum inside me, my loving husband," She hissed, as he finished pumping her full of his cum.

"Mmm... Anytime, my love," He replied, with a kiss.

To be continued.

[Koyel]

K ) Ankan's heart skipped a beat... today Mamoni wore a new Chiffon Saree.... shiny golden-yellow in color with red flowery pattern which added to it's beauty. But the thing that caught his attention was her deep navel and the length of her milk-white exposed waist, but something was missing which he wasn't able to put finger on.

Then it hit him... OMG! She is wearing this Saree very low, that's why he was able to see her navel and below.... he could even see a hint of her navel hairs tracing down in her Saree. This means either his Sasurmosai or Bumba uncle is coming today..... she wears this Saree only when they come to the house.

"Is it too much." She asked him warily.... looking down and adjusting the dbang of her Saree.

Her question broke him out of reverie, then he looked at her whole 'is it too much'. Of course it was too much, she had done her hair in a ponytail with a side part and she had applied a touch up of Sindoor ( Vermilion) on her 'Sinthi' ( The partition of her hair ). She had even applied a little bit of mascara around her eyes which enhanced her beautiful eyes.

She wore a golden nose ring on her cute little nose. Usually around the house, she didn't wear it. His eyes travelled down from her nose to her full lips..... which were now occupied by the red glossy lipstick. Even she had applied something on her cheeks making it rosier.

The ornaments she had worn no doubt increased her glamourous look and beauty more. She had kept the pendant of her mangalsutra ( Sign of a Bengali married woman ) on top of her Saree..... just between her two tits. She wore a gold necklace which she has tugged inside her blouse. The way it was tugged, it looked like a channel.... inviting any onlooker inside her blouse.

His gaze further travelled down on her waist again.... this time it fell on the silver waist-chain... sexily wrapped around her delicious waist. She looked almost like the Goddess Lakshmi ( The goddess of wealth and beauty ).

"Why are you staring like that? Didn't you see me before?" His mother asked looking right at him with questioning eyes.

"Mamoni, who is coming..... Sasurmosai or Bumba Uncle?"

"Why are you asking such silly question?"

"Actually you use this type of clothes and makeup only when they visit us."

"Your Sasurmosai," she grinned. "Tomorrow I've to face for an half hour screen-test session of my next movie and we've to talk about that. Actually before that I want a trial. I know the silk Saree would be okay for the screen-test..... anyway, does it fit me right."

"It's alright Mamoni, you look gorgeous." He said honestly and she flushed when she heard him complementing her beauty.

However he wanted his mother change the saree and the small backless blouse as they were too much revealing. He was worried if the Saree slipped a little bit, she will end up showing her pubic hairs.

Then without saying anymore, she turned around, and he could easily make out the beginning of her ass-crack through the thin Saree. She had her Saree sexily around the curve of her waist, exposing a lot of her smooth milky back. His heart was in his throat when he noticed that she didn't even wear the Saya ( Petticoat ) inside her Saree.

Actually, when a Bengali woman—especially a glamorous actress like Rituparna Sengupta—dressed like this, she looked so seductive and fuckable. So, the moment she was out of his room, he took his throbbing cock out and jerked it hard to the image of his provocatively dressed mother. With a loud gasp he came very hard.... sending the cum high in air which landed on the keyboard of his computer, the second spurt landed on the floor.

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Oishi Mitra Sengupta, hot housewife of the great 'Sengupta Family' was preparing some snacks in the kitchen while talking about her Mother-in-law's latest released film 'Puratan' with her husband. Her husband Ankan was the only son of the highly talented actress Rituparna who was trying his luck in Tollygunge film-industry.

They were the most lovable couple at twenty-one and twenty-five respectively. And she truly respected her in-laws and treated them like her own parents. She had come at her in-law's house yesterday with her husband to spend a few days with them on account of the mahurat of her Sasurima's film 'Baikalik'.

As the snacks were almost ready, the curvy, three-month-pregnant model sent her husband upstairs to bring her mother-in-law and father down from the guestroom. At first, Ankan thought about sending their maid Nushrat, but he couldn't find her anywhere, so he decided to go upstairs by himself. The door was closed and all was quiet, so he knocked softly, not wanting to startle them.

"Ohhhhhh..... Cummm..... innnnn...... I'm gonna cum, Beyaimosai ( Son's Father-in-law )," He heard his mother gasping in her breath.

OMG! His mother was making love with his father-in-law..... and he stopped in dead track. At first instance, he was extremely shocked and puzzled...... knowing his mother's such nasty act with his own Sasurmosai ( Wife's Father ). But soon the pleasuring moan of his mother made him curious as he pushed the door open..... very slowly.

Pinned to the wall, his mother was completely naked...... however wearing all the ornaments. She wrapped around his father-in-law's thin waist with her long legs..... encircling his neck tightly. She was actually hanging from his neck while receiving his short but rapid thrusts in her squishing cunt.

Her eyes were screwed tight.... lips forced into a thin pale line while his Sasurmosai's cheeks clenched as his glistening cock was pistoning her cunt..... with 'puuch-puuch' 'fooch-fooch' 'fock-fokath' wet sounds. His large hairy balls were swinging obscenely at the juncture with his each thrust.... as he lifted her 5'5" height slim body from the floor.... keeping his palms under her large ass for support.

Ankan looked on.... frozen and helpless.... too embarrassed to say anything. But with his great shock, his cock instantly responded to the live porn-show happening in front of him.... and tenting his pyjama. He felt himself ashamed for his unavoidable incestous feeling.

"Ohhhhhh Beyaimosai, put a baby in me second time," Her mother moaned thrusting her pelvis on his Sasurmosai's crotch. "Yes, I want to get a baby once again from you."

Hearing the words 'Second Time' and 'Once Again' he was startled again. OMG! It meant that his father-in-law had impregnated his mother before too. But who was that child? A shiver instantly ran through his spine...... anticipating himself as his mother and father-in-law's illegitimate son. Curious Ankan decided to hear them further to clear his confusion about his mother's adultery.

"At this age! It seems your Beyan's ( Son's Mother-in-law ) pregnancy has tempted you too..... but I won't be able to fulfill your wish," Moloy replied sadly knowing his deficiency and then he slowed his thrusts.... remembering something. "One thing Ritu, it comes to my mind suddenly.... although a naughty one..... how about doing it with our son..... I mean with Ankan?"

Upon hearing the shocking truth about his dark-birth-history, it felt to him as though the ground slid out from under his feet. It meant his father-in-law was actually his own biological father. But, he was shocked even more hearing his biological father's illicit proposal of impregniting his own mother by him.

"Oh Beyaimosai, you're so nasty!" Rituparna gasped..... imagining her impregnation with her own son. "I wish my baby could make another baby in his sacred birth-place, but it's not possible for him. You know he is also suffering from low-sperm accountability just like his official father."

That's when the glamour-queen mature actress came down from her orgasm with a shriek.... rubbing her pelvis madly with her lover's crotch and head throwing back. Her eyes opened slightly but unable to focus on the person in the doorway who quickly backed out.... quietly closing the door.

"Hello dear!" Ankan jumped back..... feeling a tap on his back, "Seems you're enjoying the show."

"Oh dear, you!" Ankan chuckled..... as he saw his wife peering in the guestroom over his shoulder.

"Don't upset darling.... maybe your mother had no option just like me," His wife Oishi tried to justify his mother's illicit act.

"Okay..... okay..... but it means you're actually my stepsister," He said.... feeling his cock lurching up suddenly.

"Yes, you're my husband and stepbrother both," she giggled.... clutching his bulge and massaging his cock lightly over the pyjama with her hand. Then she turned back towards the dinning room and said, "OK, please don't feel nervous..... and let them enjoy."

As she moved to the kitchen, Ankan stood there few moments in a bewildering state..... and then he heard scrambling from inside the guestroom as they rushed to dress. Few moments later, he knocked on the door, a little louder than before.

"Won't be long, Ankan." Moloy sounded out of breath..... not hesitating to tell a blank lie, "We're just talking about the next day's shooting program."

"Okay Baba." Without opening the door, he said and went back downstairs.

Few moments later his mother too came downstairs..... being dressed like before as his Sasurmosai followed her and took their seats beside him in the dinning room. While taking snacks, he looked across the table at his mother.... but she gave no indication that she'd seen him too.... with no awkward looks or blushes.

Once Rituparna had seen him accidentally in the bathroom two years ago.... only his top half... from his chest upwards. But she'd blushed for a week whenever their eyes met.... now though, it seemed like this was just his little secret with himself.

After taking the snacks, all of them watched TV for a while..... Moloy however stealing furtive glances at his lover cum Beyan. At 9:00 pm he went back home, throwing a wicked smile at her. Her cheeks were flushed as she turned around and saw her son standing in the hallway..... watching them intently.

"Thanks Baba." He wished goodbye to his father cum father-in-law.

"OK Ankan, we'll see." He said as he dashed back to his car. He grinned..... throwing a wicked smile to Ankan..... before going back to his house.

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It was only a few days before Rituparna's forty-ninth birthday..... she was in bed recovering from a particularly hot session. Her husband Sanjay had taken her doggy style, driving his eight inches hard cock deep into her tight cunt.

Rituparna liked it hard and rough, begging her husband to drive his cock deeper and harder. Actually the recent boom of native porn in India helped her to increase her passion. It mainly diversified the knowledge of her love-making. She was greatly amazed noticing it's variation..... like threesome, foursome, double-penetration..... even golden-shower sex.

As for example, she had tasted her anal sex a few days ago..... a new feeling.... however getting her Beyai's persuasion. Now she felt free in anal sex and was getting used to the different sensations.

So Sanjay was enjoying the tightness of her arsehole and on this occasion, he had switched to that hole half way through..... driving deep into her and filling her with his cum as she cried out in ecstatic pleasure.

“Mmmmmm, that was so good,” Rituparna sighed, snuggling up to her husband and kissing his nipple.

“I didn’t hurt you... did l?” He replied, “l couldn’t help it.”

“No it was really exciting,” She said, “You were nice and slick from my pussy juice so you slipped in easily, it feels so different with you in there, l still cum but it’s different, nice though.”

She kissed his chest again, then slid down and kissed his cock as it lay flaccid on his thigh. She was feeling friskier than usual tonight. Her hands wandered over her husband's hairy body until she found his semi-erect penis.

On the other hand, Sanjay had been thinking about his daughter-in-law Oishi..... the way her face contorted in lust while she was cumming on Selim's pistoning cock. He couldn't forget the ten minutes video of her and Selim, he had seen in his wife's mobile. Their maid's widower father was thrusting into her.... pursing her lips in a silent scream whilst he took her to the edge of eternal bliss.

But he didn't know what his wife was actually thinking at that moment as she slipped beneath the covers and took him in her mouth. Fully erect, he turned onto his back as she climbed on top. She kissed him, tongue darting into his mouth as she lined herself up and impaled her slick pussy on his raging hardon.

He'd never known her to be this wet before, or, for that matter, this horny..... head thrown back..... and gasping for air. She grabbed handfuls of his chest hair as she rode him through her second and third climax. She fell forward suddenly.... while trashing her body madly and breathless as she felt him swelling..... bathing her clasping tunnel with his hot spurts.

Finally his cock slipped away from her as mixture of semen and pussy-juices flowed down from her cunt..... over her husband's ballsac and between his ass-crack. They lay together.... kissing.... regaining their strength. He hugged her tightly and kissed the tip of her nose.

"Wow.... that's great! But what's gotten into you so hot, dear?"

"Just a bit horny love." His wife replied. "Actually watching our Bouma, Beyan and Selim make love together in the video reminded me how much I love you."

"But dear, isn't it nasty that a mere servant has an illicit relationship with our Bouma and Beyan..... you know it surely degenerate our status and position." He meekly protested.

"Oh no darling, don't behave inhumanely.... try to treat him a colleague instead of a servant," Rituparna tried to persuade her husband. "Moreover, we should be grateful to him. You already get to know he has helped our great 'Sengupta Family' immensely to put a descendant in our Bouma's womb..... so take it sportingly."

With that she kissed him again..... as she rolled off the bed and walked out of the bedroom. She absent-mindedly scooped up the cum from her leaking cunt and licked her finger clean.... savouring the mixture's saltiness as the bathroom door swung shut.

He sat up in bed excitedly..... hearing the sounds of bed springs squeaked... coming softly from his daughter's bedroom.... followed by a breathless gasp. He could guess his daughter was now self pleasuring with either a cucumber or a candle.

Recently they had to arrange their bedroom due to some renovations, so that their daughter Rishona had her bedroom just opposite to their bedroom.... and he often worried about making a noise during their lovemaking.

His mind immediately wandered back to the scene of that video...... his daughter-in-law looked so hot, especially in the throes of passion. His feelings were conflicted now though, their bond was strong, but until now, he'd never thought of his daughter-in-law as a sexual being.

He lay back.... as his mind consumed with the illicit thinking of how his daughter-in-law had enjoyed the hot threesome with her own mother and the '. driver. Absent-mindedly, he touched his hardening member as his wife came back from the bathroom.

"It's getting late, love." She said.... spotting him stroking his erect cock.

She climbed back into bed and snuggled her bum into him. He reached over and caressed her soft breasts. She opened her legs..... trapping his cock between her thighs..... relishing the feeling of it rubbing her shaven pussy-lips as she humped back at him slowly. Cum was still dripping down her thighs as it dribbled from his manhood.... finally drifting off to sleep, softened and spent.

To be continued......

[Koyel]

L ) “Dear, here’s something l need to tell you,” Rituparna said one day at night after enjoying a blissful and mutual orgasm..... lying beside her husband, her lips brushing against his spent-up cock. She giggled when she saw it pulse slightly in response. “You know Ankan always helps our baby in her studies."

"Yes dear, our son is no doubt a brilliant student," Sanjay replied slowly caressing his wife's head. "He loves his sister very much, we're proud to have such a helpful son.... yes, now continue...."

"That day, Rishona was preparing for her upcoming final exam. At first, I thought she was studying in her room while Ankan helped her. I was preparing some snacks and coffee for them, and as usual after that, I reached her room and saw her door was partly open. I peeked through the ajar door," Rituparna stopped.... and looked at her husband thinking whether she would proceed or not.

"What's next.... ?" Her husband looked at her eyes curiously.

"l saw her T-Shirt and bra were piled up on the floor and she was sitting on her chair.... just wearing her skirt. Yes, she was naked to her waist, and Ankan stood in front of her. His big cock was out through the opening of his fly and she was sucking that cock hungrily.”

“Fucking hell Ritu..... what's going on in our family? Just a few days ago I got to know our Bouma's incontinence after seeing her have sex with Selim in your mobile. And now it's our daughter.... and she is with her own brother. Oh God! I can't believe it," He said..... sitting up suddenly.

"Please keep yourself calm and don't make a fuss about this..... they're ours own..... and remember our family's reputation," Rituparna tried to persuade her husband.

"Sorry dear.... but it seems our innocent daughter becomes a slut at this tender age. Oh God, please protect her." Sanjay prayed..... looking at the big portrait of 'Parvati Maa' which was fixed on the wall above their big luxurious bed. "Anyway, what did you do?”

“I didn’t know what to do at first, l thought about charging in and throwing a fit but just then Ankan pulled his cock out of her mouth and came with a gasp..... spraying a gallon of his viscous cum on her beautiful innocent face.”

“Oh God!” Sanjay exclaimed in tremendous shock, “l’m going to have some strong words for him..... didn't he know, she is his own sister?”

“The thing is dear,” She said, “The way our daughter was behaving, l don’t think it was her first time with him, because after his initial spraying, she took him back into her mouth again and l could see her licking his cock clean.”

“She is really a fucking slut," He said excitedly. "But why didn't you do something?”

“I didn’t know what I should do at that moment,” She replied casually, “Obviously l was shocked but something stopped me from rushing in and splitting them up. I ended up standing there.... and watching our stud son pumping his remant cum into our daughter's mouth."

"A true cum-slut!" Sanjay groaned in acute rage.

"And all the time she was coaxing his large hairy balls to extract as much cum as she could from it.... it was obvious she knows how to manipulate cock," She paused for a moment and then asked, "OK..... What should we do now?”

“I don’t know,” He replied helplessly, “Do you think they are…... you know….... I mean fucking?”

“I just don’t know,” She said casually, “But l do know he’s extremely big dear.... just like a porn-hero we see in porn..... and surely bigger than you.” As she spoke she kissed his cock again..... noticing how it was rapidly returning to full erection.

“Fucking hell Ritu, it sounds like you started fancying your son's cock.”

“Don’t be silly,” She giggled with a blush..... holding his throbbing cock.... squeezing it gently. “It’s just that, l know it’s wrong, but it was such an erotic sight seeing our daughter there with her big boobs exposed.”

“Yes well, she follows you there,” He said smilingly, “Maybe it's your son's credit, it seems her boobs are growing each day. I think they're going to be as big as yours within a few months.”

“Oh yes..... she is," She giggled. "l’ve seen you eyeing her boobs many a times..... fancy her for yourself.... do you?”

“Oh God! You shouldn't utter that,” He replied sternly, “Remember, she’s my daughter..... I couldn't imagine that even in my wildest dreams.”

“I know that very well...... but you wouldn’t be the first father who lusted for his own daughter,” She objected too..... justifying her allegation.

“Maybe......" He tried to counter meekly. "I shouldn't criticize your logic.... but you must have to agree, you too are attracted to your son's big cock."

“Mmmmmmm..... why not, we girls always fancy a large cock of younger persons,” She responded immediately.

“I take it from your reply that you've thought about it too,” He said with a grin.

“Well..... I.... I... I'm not sure,” She replied shyly.

“Would you do it with him if you have a chance?”

“Let him fuck me, you mean?”

“Yes.”

“I do believe you’re getting turned on with this new idea. Maybe the new incest film of Sudeepa have made you think so.... isn't it, dear,” She said, feeling his cock pulsing more in her hand.

"It's all men's fantasy," Her husband agreed with a smile.

“Actually, watching those Hindi cuckold porn, I too often feel that obsession.... I mean having sex with other person..... and in front of you,” As she said, she could see his cock started pulsing heavily in her hand and a bead of pre cum suddenly oozed from his cock's eye-slit. She giggled, leaning over and taking the bead away quickly with the tip of her tongue.

"Isn't it possible, dear?" He was very excited.

“Means, you would really like to see my stud son fuck me.... but l bet you wouldn’t turn down the idea of doing it to our daughter either.” She looked at her husband's eyes expectantly.

"I... I... don't know..." Her husband’s head dropped, and he was quiet for a few moments as she knelt on the bed, looking at him.

“Is it too much, have l gone too far?” She asked.

“Depends if you’re serious or not,” He replied raising his head. “At first we’ve been talking about the idea of you doing it with other men, and ultimately we’re fantasizing our children having sex with us..... is that just talk or are you really interested?”

“Are you getting bored with me?” She said, “is that it, you want me to go with other men so you can have your eyes with others.”

"But you have already passed that borderline." He said. "There's so much rumours..... you can't avoid those."

"You know I've to maintain close relationship with some top level producers and directors," she raised her logic. "In show-business career, it's not possible to keep one actress's chastity intact."

“I couldn't reject your point, darling,” He said calmly.

“So, now you would like to see my son having sex with me,” She grinned..... gripping his cock hard and it was pulsing wildly. She didn’t want to admit it but his words were making her cunt cream.

“Actually I’m just putting forward the idea of changing our mates.”

“You mean actually let my son fuck me and let you fuck our daughter, is that what you mean?”

“You have to make that decision,” He said, “Because once we go down that route, there’s no way back.”

“But you want to do it too.....don’t you?” She asked being extremely horny..... and stroking his rock-hard cock, she continued, “You want to stick this..... into our daughter’s tight pussy.”

“I'm not sure but it seems you're very much eager for your son's big cock banging away in your cunt,” He laughed.

“Oh God..... l’m feeling so horny,” She said... quickly straddling him and lowering her cunt onto his hard cock..... and rotating her hips violently, she groaned. “This is so wrong dear..... and we shouldn’t even be talking about it.”

“But your cunt isn't supporting your inner feelings..... I can feel it burning up,” He said, reaching up and pinching her taut nipples hard, just the way she liked it.

“Do you think my son would do it?” She said, leaning forward.... letting her tits hang just above his mouth and teasing him.

“I think I should just go and ask him if he would like to fuck you,” He grinned..... lifting his pelvis to match with her quick and downward thrusts, “l can guess what his response might be..... cause, I saw him often to check you with his dreamy eyes... I'm sure he fantasizes about fucking you.”

“Yes, I know that very well..... but what about you? Do you like to see our daughter in a sexual way? You sure notice how much she becomes an attractive and horny young woman in the meantime.” Rituparna queried smilingly.

“Yes dear.....," he said excitedly. "I lost count of the number of times l wanked off into her soiled panties while sniffing them which l found in her dress-hanger."

“My....my..... you’re a fucking pervert,” She laughed, “And l like being fucked by a pervert.”

“Well let’s do something really perverted then and find out if our daughter would like me to fuck her.”

“Fuck me first, then l’ll decide,” She said.... quickly rolling off onto her back, spreading her legs wide, “Come on, make it a good one, see if you can make me squirt.”

Sanjay got on top of her instantly..... placing her legs to rest on his shoulders. This was one of her favourite positions as it allowed him to get right on top of her as he plunged his cock down hard into the depths of her cunt.

“Come on baby... make me beg for mercy,” Rituparna smiled up at her beloved husband.

“You horny bitch,” He said dropping down onto her, his cock going full length into her, his pelvis crashing into hers.

“Ohhhhh.... God, yes!” She moaned, “l’m so lucky.... l ended up with a broad-minded man who has a hard cock.”

“And l got a slut for a wife who fantasizes her son fucking her hard,” He smiled.... rising up then crashing down again. Then he gripped her thighs.... grinding his pelvis against hers as he tried to force himself even deeper.

“Oh God l can feel my son's large cock, he’s forcing his way into my cervix," Rituparna moaned in incestous thought..... imagining her son's cock piston her ravishingly. "Oh you bastard, you beautiful bastard.”

Sanjay was above her, pinning her to the bed. He released her thighs and grabbed her tits, digging his fingers into the soft flesh and twisting them.

“Oh God! Oh God! Yes! Oh yes…..harder, oh fuck me hard, dear, this is so good.”

“But all you need now is your son's young cock in your cunt... pumping his hot spunk down your heavenly tunnel.”

“Oh God, yes,” She cried, “Ohhhhhh..... yes…please, l want my son's young cock inside me, l want him to fuck me like a whore.”

“Like the bitch that you're,” He said.... humping into her again.

“And in return, l want to watch you doing this to our daughter,” She said, “l want to hear her squeal with her father's cock pounding her cunt.”

“Bitch!” He said.... humping harder and faster, “Take it..... take my spunk…. you need bigger young cocks inside you…...one like that dog, we saw in a bestiality porn movie, in which the heroine was fucked by a Alsatian dog. We've a big native 'Lalu' and I often see his huze dog prick which is bigger than mine. Do you want our dog's cock in your cunt..... filling you with his hot doggie-cum.”

He saw the sudden change in her, her eyes rolled back into her head. He just managed to clamp his hand over her mouth before the scream came out. She shook violently from top to toe..... imagining her pet dog Lalu's massive red prick pounding her itching cunt.

Sanjay then felt the surge of hot fluid pouring down her body... erupting from her cunt and spraying up over his tummy and chest. Feeling that, he pounded last few thrusts like a bull and collapsed on top of her with a loud groan.

His cock started exploding inside her as he pumped his hot cum deep into her womb. They stayed locked together, his cock pulsating and her cunt squeezing him as both their bodies calmed down.

To be continued.....

[Koyel]

M ) Several days have passed since his wife disclosed their children's illicit sex and it tormented his mind constantly..... often fuelling his incestous thought. There is something that's been bothering him, eating at him like an itch that won't go away. And that something is what he wouldn't dare discuss even with his wife.

It began with dreams of his daughter in various stages of undress and then progressed into him becoming more involved in these nocturnal taboo goings on. The dreams began just after that incident i.e. knowing his children's perverted lust for other, and he has no doubt that single matter had ignited his taboo feeling.

If he had repressed anything, it was the way his daughter had pranced around the household in skimpy attire. What embarrassed him most was when his daughter caught him looking and then smiled with gratification. Quickly, he'd look away, ashamed and embarrassed. Nothing was said between them, nor did he ever bring it up to his wife or daughter.

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Rishona was really coming into her figure. All at once, her small pert breasts blossomed into a much bigger cup size. Her ass became round and defined.... and her stomach became flatter. She was eighteen and aware of the effects she had on men. She was finished with college and now practiced dance while going to a co-ed college.

She was thrilled with her new figure. She blossomed later than most young girls. She liked when she was walking around in the neighborhood when cars honked and paid her attention. She liked when she was near a construction site where the labourers would whistle and call her cute names.

She liked when the scavenger or garbage men blew their horns at her. She was loving the attention she was gaining with her newly developed body. She was getting asked out on more dates and was happier than a clam. She loved to wear the smallest clothes around the house.

She'd flirt with her brother and father often when they were both at home. Some days at breakfast, she'd put her foot in his lap and would move her foot all over the front of their trousers.

Her father was always looking at her in the same kind of a way that he looked at her. He wondered if he was under her spell also. He was already aware that she was having sex with her own brother. But he'd never hint anything to her. He could guess that she was trying to seduce him too.

She was very pretty and she loved to flirt. When she came home from her college, she'd take off all her clothes and put on her tank top and would throw on a pair of skirt from her pajama set. She was practically sitting there naked.

Her breasts weren't small, so she really filled out her tank top. From what he could see, she had very long nipples. He tried not to look at her too much. Most of the time, he felt embarrassed that she was making him want her. She was his own daughter after all.

One such day, in the evening his Bouma, son and she went to the movies. Getting the house alone by themselves, his wife had fixed that hot threesome video of his Bouma, Beyan and Selim which her Bouma had given her two months ago and they watched it with great interest. His wife had bought a few bottles of wine that they both drank.

She was feeling frisky and played with his cock. She gave him a hand job while they watched that hot incestous lovemaking. Sadly, she became tired and went to bed. She didn't even give him head or fuck around like she had promised. He was left horny and hot and wanting to fuck.

Eventually, he fell asleep..... and he was dreaming of his daughter, Rishona. He often had dreams about her. He dreamt that she and her brother had come home early. She undressed and gave her brother a slow blow-job.

His daughter was very experienced and could deep throat her brother in one try. Her brother was impressed that she didn't gag. He was telling her slutty things which made her suck harder and faster. This pleased her brother very much. She seemed to enjoy what she was doing to him.

He ordered her to get onto his lap. She climbed on top of him easing herself slowly onto his cock. She fucked him and he was saying stuff to her. He grabbed onto her buttocks while she moved her cunt up and down over his hard dick.

She moaned and told him how big his cock was. He told her several times to say how much she loved it. She did whatever he told her to do. He was loving what she was doing to him.

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In real life, Sanjay and his daughter Rishona never had an inappropriate relationship. There was no inappropriate touching, no sexually explicit remarks, no obvious attempts on her part to seduce him. But very recently, she started wearing the various skimpy and see-through dresses in the house..... and naturally it compelled him to think her in different way.

She, attired in a short nightie, bending over the washing machine, exposing her sexy ass. She, reading in bed, with her nightie pulled to the tops of her full, creamy thighs. She, squatting down, using the vacuum cleaner hose to vacuum under furniture, wearing a short skirt. And she wasn't wearing panties. Images...... vivid, undeniably erotic and bothersome enough where he considers seeing a sex therapist.

Meanwhile, the dreams continue, dreams that he'd be embarrassed to reveal even to a sex therapist. So he drops that idea. In his most recent dream, he walks into his daughter's bedroom to find her dressed in a black Teddy, sitting on her bed, legs bent under her, with her pussy exposed.

'Rish, why are you wearing that?' he asks in which she answers, 'To turn you on, Bapi. Like it?'

Then he awakes to find himself nursing a huge boner that he doesn't hesitate to take care of, letting his imagination run wild. He extends the dream, imagining things that bring him to a quick climax, while leaving him ashamed at the same time.

In his dream, her brother told her to turn around and fuck his cock good. Her pussy was wet and made farting noises. He was loving this dream and didn't want to wake up. She had her hands on her knees, while she slapped down hard on his big dick.

She was getting fucked good. He was drilling into her hot pussy. Her boobs were bouncing up and down...... her nipples were long and hard. They just ached to be sucked. He was pulling at them while bucking up hard into her tight cunt. Sanjay was so horny and remembered taking his cock out of his pyjama and masturbating to this hot and horny dream he was having.

He dreamed of his daughter that night again.... she stood in front of him. Her boobs are bare, nipples hard, begging to be touched and licked. He reached out, staring at them, cupping each one, flicking her nipples with his thumbs. She took a step back, and he looked up from her shaven slit, across her flat tummy and pert breasts.

His journey of adoration finally rested on his daughter’s eyes and soft lips. She lifted her arms from her sides and beckoned him to come closer. He moved almost in a hypnotised state, his stiff boner leading him towards her, like a moth in a burning flame.

His hard cock pressed between their stomachs as their lips met. He took a second to realise that the lips he was kissing were those of his daughter’s, and he tried to push her away. He woke up with a sudden gasp, sweating, the bed-cover bunch in his hands, the panic subsiding as his breathing returned to normal.

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In the next room, Rishona too was dreaming, but tonight it wasn't her brother. It was her handsome father, Sanjay. His hot breath against her neck as she responded to his manly and long thrusts. Her legs tighten around his waist. He pushed himself into her.

Her brother watched them having sex from the doorway, focusing his mobile to take photos of their taboo lovemaking. She beckoned her brother to come nearer; he obliged and stood beside her father, smiling at him. Her father convulsed within her, grinning at her brother.

She reached out to her brother, her slender fingers stretching out to touch him. Their hands met. Her father ceased his fucking, melting away and then replaced by her brother. Her thighs gripped his waist, and she threw her head back, mouth stretched in a silent scream.

Her passion-filled dream was shattered suddenly, making her wake with the bed cover clamped between her thighs. She grinned to herself; she sometimes thought of her father as she played with herself.

Actually Rishona felt that her brother had reached places which her boyfriends could only dream of. He had taken her to heights of pleasure she had never experienced before. She had seen the same type of outline of her father's dick through his pants like her brother as it hung down his leg.

'Bapi must be even more endowed than him, like son like father.' She thought, 'But hell, Why is it my father and not my brother? Maybe it’s their similar looks that creates a nasty effect in my subconscious mind. Again, Mamoni and I are pretty similar, so why shouldn’t we be attracted to the same type of men? Or even the same man?’

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

The next morning, Rishona got out of bed and opened her bedroom door. Her father walked past her on the landing, yawning and stretching. She noticed his pyjama bulged at the fly, and she absent-mindedly licked her lips, looking at her father’s eyes seductively.

“Morning, Bapi, ” she said sunnily.

“Morning Pumpkin.” He replied, slightly startled, as he quickly dropped his hands to cover the bulge and to save his dignity. But she couldn’t un-see what had been seen.

She had seen it before, though...... she could clearly remember that day..... she’d opened the door to the bathroom while her father was sitting on the commode. His cock was in his right hand and his eyes screwed tight as he stroked himself towards climax.

She felt the familiar tingle in her pussy. Her hand instantly snaked under the hem of her nightie, and she felt her wetness. She closed the bathroom door and retreated to her bedroom. Her finger was not leaving her pussy until she’d satisfied herself. That tingle was back as her father scurried to the bathroom, looking back at her. The door closed.

At breakfast, her father looked over the table at her. But she was either playing it cool or too embarrassed to look him in the eyes. The truth was, she was confused. Recently, she’d felt butterflies in her stomach whenever she saw his father.

She thought it might be her fascination with older people, they were gentler, calmer and more experienced. She felt different elsewhere when she looked at his crotch. Last night hadn’t been the first dream she’d had of her father.

There had been a few more, which had found her waking in a sheen of perspiration and a scratch needing an itch. But this was, however, the first time she felt that she needed to act on what her heart and body were telling her, even if the mind knew it was wrong. She decided to think it over properly, see how she felt in a week or two, and if anything happened after that, it was fate.

On the other hand, Sanjay tried hard to suppress his incestuous feelings about his daughter.... telling himself that he was her guardian, her protector and most of all, her biological father. The feelings he had for her at this moment were morally wrong. His attraction to her was only because she had become a woman, so much like her mother, that it would be impossible for him not to be attracted to her.

For the next week, father and daughter both attempted to return to normal, not knowing each other’s internal struggles. Rishona hoped that her father would walk in through the open door again while her brother pounded her. Orgasms ripped through as she felt her father’s eyes upon her in the doorway.

Sanjay, one night, watching TV with his wife, found it hard to concentrate. He fought to stay in his seat. He desperately wanted to rush upstairs and press his ear against the wall or watch through the keyhole of his daughter’s bedroom. He didn’t know that his wife was absent-mindedly stroking her labia.

Yes, the same was for Rituparna. That night, and every night after she watched her children have sex in her mobile which she had secretly taken that day without their knowledge, she would get horny and in need of a hard young cock. And she often dreamed about her son's wondrous dick doing to her daughter or Bouma. She could guess why her daughter was so attracted to her own brother.

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“Oh Bouma, Ankan..... come in,” One fine Sunday afternoon, Ankan's mother, Rituparna welcomed her son and daughter-in-law in her house with beaming eyes.

Ankan and his wife both rushed to his mother...... and touched her feet as the proud mother blessed them.... hugging one by one. After that, his official father smiled broadly and looked at his wife's baby-bump, holding her hand and kissing her cheeks as they filed past.

He watched his father's closeness with his four-month pregnant wife, feeling a little bit of excitement. He then looked at his mother and their eyes met with others. A wicked grin was playing in her face.... as her eyes moved down to his bulge..... and lick her lips sensually. He didn't know what he should do as a shiver ran through his body quickly.

During dinner, the conversation flowed like they’d been friends instead of son and daughter-in-law. Both couples looked so happy. The evening passed so quickly that they didn’t even notice it. However, at one point, Oishi noticed that Rishona was throwing her furtive glances at her father.

It wasn’t unnoticed by Ankan either. He smiled at her sister wickedly..... but Oishi was surprised. What’s going on with them?

After dinner, Rishona and her parents waved Ankan and Oishi from the front door as they drove away. Sanjay then detected the scent of his daughter’s recent arousal. She pressed herself against his back, waving her Dada and Boudi a hand over his shoulder.

The air was thick with pheromones. He could feel his cock stirring inside his pants. When he turned, his hand suddenly dropped, brushing past his daughter’s stiff nipple. She felt a tingle in her pussy as a spark leapt from his fingertip, electrifying her senses and causing her to shudder.

They looked at each other. He detected a burning hunger in his daughter’s eyes. It seemed like a lifetime. But the spell was broken by his wife, playfully slapping his bum.

She turned towards the stairs. “OK, I’m tired, and off to bed.”

“I’ll lock up down here, and I’ll be with you in a sec,” Sanjay replied, reaching past his twitching erection for the keys in his pocket.

“I’ll check if the windows are closed,” Rishona said, glancing at her father’s crotch and the prominent bulge in his pants.

Sanjay saw his daughter glance at his crotch as he looked down at her boobs, covered only in a thin T-Shirt. It seems her hard nipples tried to test the thin cotton and his resolve, daring him to reach out and touch them. His semi-hard cock jerked as she walked away, her shapely ass behind swaying hypnotically.

She caught up to him on the stairs and kissed him good night. His hand rested on her hip momentarily, both of them fighting the urge to kiss again. At the same time, they were fearing that the other would reject them, and were even afraid they would lose their control.

“Dear!” Rituparna called from the bedroom impatiently as the father-daughter parted with a guilty feeling. However, he couldn’t help himself, patting her bubble ass at the last moment. She hurried to her bedroom, as Rituparna once again called, “Are you coming to bed? I’m feeling lonely.”

“Good night, princess.” He whispered.

“Good night, Bapi, go to bed, it seems Mamoni is too horny to wait anymore,” She giggled, blowing him a kiss. He caught it and then disappeared into his own room, smiling, with a raging hard-on.

“Anything I should know about?” his wife asked curiously when he entered the bedroom.

“I thought you knew everything.” He said, sliding into bed next to his naked wife. She slid underneath the covers, finding him already hard. She licked his length.

“Im feeling extremely horny.” She said, quickly impaling herself on his hard cock.

"I can guess it," he grinned. "You were checking your son's crotch, I noticed it."

"Oh you naughty..... but you're also very hard," she smiled.

It might have been her imagination, but she could have sworn he was bigger and harder at that moment. She could guess it's reason; she smiled happily as she thought about her son's impressive bulge. Yes, it was Ankan's cock she was humping, and she cum instantly.

To be continued.

[Koyel]

Characters :-

1. Rituparna Sengupta : Bengalee film Actress, 49 yrs ( 38-30-38 ),
2. Sanjay Sengupta : Businessman, 52 yrs. Rituparna's Husband,
3. Ankan Sengupta : Their Son, Film Actor of Tollygunge, 25 yrs.
4. Rishona Sengupta : Their Daughter, 18 yrs ( 34-26-36 )
5. Nushrat Khatun : 18 yrs, Rituparna's Maid & Selim's Daughter ( 35-27-36 ),
6. Oishi Mitra ( Sengupta ) : Ankan's wife, Housewife Cum Model, 22 yrs ( 34-24-36 ).
7. Sreelekha Mitra : Oishi's Mother, 45 yrs ( 36-30-36 ) Film-Actress,
8. Moloy Mitra : Oishi's father, 48 yrs, Cameraman.
9. Selim Sheikh : 37 yrs, Servant & Driver of Mitra Family ( Now Sreelekha's 2nd husband and Oishi's Stepfather ),
And few supporting characters

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N ) It was during the festival of lights, 'Diwali'. The Mitra Couple, along with their driver Selim had gathered at Sengupta farmhouse to celebrate the Diwali. It was the 1st day i.e. Dhanteras. Like each year, they had a pooja at home this time also. Their farmhouse is a two-storey bungalow with hall, living room, 2 bedrooms and kitchen on the Ground floor while 2 bedrooms with a guestroom on the 1st and an attached terrace.

Rituparna and her husband were in a happy mood of the Diwali festival. Dressed in traditional clothes...... like Saree-Blouse and Dhuti-Punjabi, holding candles, and exchanging gifts, the couple was celebrating the auspicious festival. It was twilight..... lights were starting to glow slowly.

Rituparna was wearing a sky-blue chiffon saree with a sleeveless blouse. She had to lean forward occasionally to fill colors, as her son was standing there. He was staring at rangoli and trying to memorize the design pattern of it. He suddenly noticed the deep cleavage of his mother showing through the low-cut braess blouse.

Instantly the vision of her fucking by his father / father-in-law flashed in his mind as a shiver ran through his spine. He quickly turned his head away and he looked at window glass and from the reflection from the glass, he saw his mother looking at him. Very slowly she adjusted the pallu of her Saree while leaning and she looked up with a seductive smile. He was very confused and started walking to the house.

It was getting closer to puja’s muhrat, so he decided to finish up the pending activities. He switched on the lights and started drawing rangoli within half an hours. Soon he completed that job and went to sip coffee with his mother-in-law. He moved in the balcony while sipping coffee.

He then heard a noise below and saw his wife and Selim kidding over something as they pushed and pulled each other playfully. He grinned as he turned back and suddenly a collision was held with his mother. He didn't know when she was arrived there but it made his hand touch her breasts and he was totally aghast by the incident, actually he touched her tits. That night he fucked his wife hard on that incident and reminiscing the hot lovemaking of his mother with his real father.

He woke up early and quickly freshing himself, he went to the worship room and saw his mother sitting in front of Parvati Maa's marble statue. She was totally indifferent. She was wearing a Saffron Saree and a white blouse.... with bright 'Sindoor’ in her hair-partition, Mangalsutra in neck and bangles in both hands.

She was praying to the Goddess with folded hands and keeping her eyes close for the wellbeing of her family like a real chaste Bengali housewife. After half an hour of prayer, she looked back and thanked him for genuinely arranging the house for Diwali. All that scenario just turned him off. Next day nothing been changed. Even he also pressed down his incestous desires for his affectionate mother into abyss.

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After seeing the naughty exchange between Selim Chacha and his wife during dinner, Ankan thaught something hot is going to happen tonight. At one point, she even reached for his crotch and grasped his semi-hard cock through his Bermuda. She smiled at him wickedly, as he gave the plates of 'Kichuri ( Hodgepodge )' to his daughter Nushrat who served those to Sreelekha, Oishi, Rituparna, Rishona, Ankan Sanjay and Moloy like a real caring maid.

A small peg of whisky was also consumed after the dinner, so that all were feeling slightly giddy and horny. Eventually, Selim washed the dishes and arranged them.... while his daughter and Rishona helped him in doing so. After that Rishona moved to the bathroom for a shower..... however after cleaning up the dinning room and locking up it properly.

Before that Mitra Couple moved to the guest-room wishing goodnight to the Sengupta couple who looked at them with a naughty grin. However few minutes later they also retired in their own bedroom as Oishi went to the corner of the house at her specified room. On her way to her bedroom, Rituparna noticed that Selim followed her Bouma.... while her son moved to the drawing room to watch the TV for some time.

However Ankan woke up suddenly from his slumber..... feeling a little bit of disoriented. He realized that he had consumed more liquor after dinner in which he wasn't accustomed to and fell asleep while watching the TV.

Anyway waking up, in the distance, he could hear the obvious sound of sex coming from his wife's room. Instinctively, he rose and followed the sound until he reached to the bedroom. The door was slightly ajar and he could hear his wife's sexual banter.

"Oh God, your cock feels so good in me, Abbu. I missed you at least three weeks."

"As you know, I had to travel to Darjeeling for an outdoor filming photoshoot with your father and Ritu Memsaheb ( Typically used to address or describe a woman of high social status )," Selim replied sadly. "But don't worry, I plan on making up for lost time and fucking you as often as you'll let me, baby."

"Abbu, I love your God-gifted meaty shaft which helped me to become a real mother. You know I cherish this blessed-rod only for payback the heavenly job you've done for me. Actually this pussy belongs to my beloved husband only..... and there's more to it."

"How so?"

"Sex with him is amazing, and being in love with him adds an element that can't be topped by just amazing sex. He loves me so much and the feeling deep within my soul is untouchable by anyone."

"Dadababu is really a lucky guy to have such a chaste wife like you," Selim said applying a powerful thrust.

"Ohhhhhh..... yesssss..... Abbu, I can't live without him." She gasped in that deeply penetrating thrust. "So I'll let you fuck me just to repay my debt, but keep in mind that this body and soul belongs to my husband only."

"I'll take whatever sex you'll allow me to have, baby."

"Just promise that instead of a slut, you'll always treat me as your daughter."

"Ohhhhhh.... I promise." he moaned and began fucking her in earnest.

Ankan's heart swelled in pride hearing his beloved wife's faith and devotion to him as his cock began throbbing inside the pyjama with perverted lust. He watched the '. driver's massive Nigro-like cock slid in and out of her four-month pregnant pussy, covered in her vaginal fluid. Her thick cunt-lips gripped the meaty shaft and could be seen going in and out as they held on to the thick shaft of cock.

'But should he join them?' He wondered..... feeling highly excited being a real cuckold husband as he pulled his cock out of his pyjama and started stroking it slowly. He then remembered his Sasurima's second Fulsajjya in which his Sasurmosai had enjoyed a hot threesome with her and Selim.

"Oh dear, why are you standing there?" Oishi quipped..... suddenly noticing her husband at the doorway..... his face was flushed. "Please come here..... and let me suck your cock."

"Yes Dadababu, don't feel shy," Selim beckoned him to join them in which he entered the small room..... however all the time stroking his cock.

"That's it Selim Chacha, fuck my wife's pussy hard," he encouraged the driver to continue his task as he patted his strong sweaty back with his other hand. "You've all the right to fuck her. I know along with my Sasurima and your daughter, you like my wife's pussy a great."

"Yes Dadababu, it's amazing to fuck your young wife. It's as tight as your Sasurima and my daughter," he winked at him.

"I wish you pump load after load of your hot '. cum deep inside my wife as a token of appreciation for your hard work on the challenging task of my Sasurima and wife's impregnation, don't you Selim?" Ankan felt himself highly emotional and excited both..... standing beside the bed as he rubbed his cockhead on his wife's lips.

"Oh fuck! You know I do," Selim hissed increasing his thrusts. "Ohhhhhh Dadababu..... being a mere servant of your Sasurmosai, I feel honoured to put a baby first in your Sasurima..... and then in your wife."

Ankan stroked his own cock with his hand while watching his wife have unbridled sex with the '. driver. Suddenly, he felt a nude body press against him from behind. Kisses were rendered on his neck as a soft hand cupped his heavy balls. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the soft caressing on his sperm-filled ballsac.

"I know you're here." Ankan jumped in shock hearing his mother from behind. Actually, he first thought she was his wife instead of his mother. It was the same for Selim as he looked at Rituparna with wide, bulging eyes."

"Mmmm..... Memsaheb you!" With a panic, Selim stopped his thrusting.

"Don't worry Selimbhai, your new wife, I mean Bouma's mother told me all," she assured the confused driver as she cupped his large balls with her left hand.... now standing her son's left side. "And don't stop..... just enjoy...... you've favoured us a great by putting a baby in Bouma's belly."

"Oh Memsaheb, you're so good," getting assurance from the glamour-queen actress, Selim felt himself relax as he kissed her lips quickly and once again started to pound Oishi's pussy.

"Thanks Selimbhai," she kissed him back and after that turning to her puzzled son, she said, "We would never forget his faithfulness to our family, isn't it Sona?"

"Oh.... I....I.... Yes Mamoni," he started to stammer, still not digesting the rapid development of the situation.

"Oh Sona, take it easy, we all are aware about what's going on in our families," Rituparna tried to persuade her surprising son. "And you must admit that Selimbhai did a great job helping you become a official father, right, baby?"

"I.... ye.... yes, he is a true well-wisher of our family," Ankan's eyes was quickly moistened realising a ordinary driver's dedication to their family.

"Yes Sona, he is actually one of our family members," his mother smiled..... as she cupped his son's hairy ballsac with her other hand. She then started massaging the balls of her son and Selim with her two hands lovingly..... and looked at her daughter-in-law. "Isn't it Bouma"

"Right Maa," Oishi replied happily pushing her pelvis up to match with Selim's thrust and disclosed another secret. "And to strengthen this bond, my father wished to marry his daughter."

"Oh it's a great news," her mother-in-law's face brightened anticipating a heavenly atmosphere going to happen in near future.

"Means, you're okay with this," Ankan looked at his wife's eyes and then he shivered getting his mother's soft massage on his balls.

"Yes dear, Nushrat is no doubt a lovely girl and I want to see my father happy with her," she replied promptly as she kissed Selim. "And what about you Abbu..... will you accept my father as your new Jamai ( Son-in-law )?"

"Ohhhhhh..... yes, I can't believe my luck," Selim hissed..... suddenly quickening his thrust.

"Oh Abbu, it's so nice! I'm going to get your daughter as my new Mamoni!" Oishi moaned while trying her best to suck her husband's cock. "Oh fuckkkkk..... I'm cumming dear..... yeeessss.... Ommmmmnnn....."

"Me too!" Selim groaned looking above to the roof of the room as if he wanted to focus his mind to the destiny. "May ,.' bless youuuuu..... all of you are soooo..... goooooood...."

With that Selim bottomed out just as his cock throbbed in Oishi's spasming pussy and he shot his entire load in her. Fortunately, almost all his hot semen poured in her tight pussy. Oishi moaned feeling spurt after spurt of his hot cum shot into her body filling her embryo-filled womb.

Ankan's cock also throbbed noticing his wife and Selim Chacha climax at the same time as his wife sucked him hard, and he slid his cock in her throat. With a deep groan, he ejaculated a huge amount of his thick cum in her greedy mouth as his mother helped him and Selim Chacha both to drain most of their semen by coaxing their sperm-filled ballsac.

Few moments later planting a quick kiss on his lips, his great affectionate mother left the room as quietly as she entered and he licked his dried lips with a happy smile. His cock once again started to twitch anticipating more hot things, as he looked at her way of departure, his eyes were fixed on her milk-white jiggling ass-gloves.

"Looks, your fantasy is going to happen soon," Oishi threw the comment looking at her husband's throbbing cock.

To be continued.....

[Koyel]

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O ) Ankan woke up about 2:00 a.m. suddenly, he needed to go to the bathroom. His mind was groggy and not fully awake, yet the image of his mother coaxing his own ballsac along with Selim Chacha's balls absorbed in his mind. Not only that, the erotic scene of her having sex with his father cum father-in-law was strong and clear in his mind.

He was still naked, so he put on his Pyjama and as he crossed the hall toward the bathroom, he saw the door of his parents' room was slightly open and the night lamp in the room was still on. As he approached the ajar door to the room, he still couldn't believe what had transpired with her mother the previous night.

Just two months ago, he got to know his birth-mystry when he accidentally watched another man seduce and have unbridled sex with his mother, but he wasn't just any man, he was his own father-in-law Moloy who actually is his biological father also.

After leaving the bathroom he walked toward the door, and looking in, he saw his mother sitting up in her bed reading. She was wearing a white nightie that was very sexy, even though it didn't show anything. She glanced at him over the top of her reading glasses as he stood in the doorway.

"Your father left for Bumba uncle's house after dinner and I couldn't sleep," she said. "I thought I'd get some reading done."

"Okay, goodnight," he said as he turned to go back to his room.

"Wait, I want to talk to you about what happened that evening when you saw me having sex with your real father. I mean what you feel after knowing your birth-mystry." His mother smiled pleasantly. "I didn't know you'd come to that moment and I think I owe you an explanation for that incident, it's time to be truthful."

"That's okay Mamoni, I didn't mind it," he said as he hesitated a moment before walking into her room and standing at the end of her bed.

"No, I think I owe you an explanation and I should be honest with you. Actually when I got to know your father has the similar problem like you, it made things very difficult. At first we were devastated and we consulted with different Gynecologist. But unfortunately we couldn't succeed......" She paused as she put her book down.

"Means, you were compelled to grasp the hardest decision in your life," Ankan interfered.

"Yes, being pregnant with other than my official husband was one of the things I hated most. But I had no alternative," She paused uncomfortably before adding, "And another thing I must disclose, I've some affairs till now with top film personnel for my show-business career."

By the tone of her voice, Ankan felt that she meant more than five or six bed-partners as he replied politely, "I know it's a dark secret in film-industry and I think it's no big deal."

"Moreover, I loved the freedom of sex," she paused as she looked at him. "I had strong sexual needs. I love the attention and the security I felt during sex. I never would have brought all of this up if you didn't see your father-in-law and me together in intimate way."

The conversation, and the thought of his own mother's illicit relation with various film personnel was having an effect on his cock and he could feel it starting to get hard. He suddenly remembered having heard some bits and pieces of rumors about something happening between his mother and Bumba Uncle many years ago.

He didn't know the whole story, or if there was any truth to it. He thought he'd take a chance to see what her reaction would be if he mentioned it.

"I've heard rumors about your affair," he said.

"Rumors? Affair?" She asked.

"Rumors..... about you and Bumba uncle's affair." He said trying to look calm in which his mother reacted with a stunned silence for a long time as she looked at him. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"You're old enough to know the truth," she finally said. "Yes, now it's an open secret to you that the rumors are true. You know that Bumba is only a little over a year older than me and we were always close. And this was occurred because we made several films together."

"Yes, most of your films with Bumba Uncle are super hit," Ankan reacted instantly.

"We spent a lot of time together when we were outside of Kolkata for shooting. I don't really know how it happened but things went a little too far.... too far to stop. After that we started having sex, more and more, every chance we could get.... I never knew that something could feel so good."

"But how often do you and Bumba uncle have sex?" Ankan asked boldly getting some courage..... and he felt that there were more secrets which his mother definitely holding back.

"Not very often," she said. "Once in a month." She looked sheepishly at him as she added, "He's very good at it, and......"

By now Ankan's cock was hard and throbbing under his pyjama. Just imagining his mother lying in bed with her legs spread and her Sasurmosai, Bumba uncle and unknown film personnel fucking her was an incredible turn-on for him. He could feel his heart pounding as he moved over and sat on the edge of the bed close to her.

In addition, the image he held in his mind from that night when he saw her committing adultery for the first time. Her exposed cunt and pistoning his father's cock in it kept flashing through his mind.

And it was fuelled further by previous night's incident when she massaged two ballsac of him and Selim Chacha in unison and helped them to achieve a mind-blowing orgasm. He then saw her glance at the bulge in his pyjama a couple of times when she thought he didn't see it.

"We kept our secret for a long time, at least until we got caught," she said.

"Caught?"

"Yes, your Bumba Uncle's wife Arpita aunty caught us having sex on a sofa in his drawing room. We didn't think she would come back soon. He and I were both naked and I was lying on the sofa and he was on top of me fucking me. We were both about to cum so we didn't hear her. I wasn't sure how long she'd been standing there watching us but when I saw her she had a funny look on her face and then she just turned and went back to her own room without saying anything."

"What happened next?"

"Nothing for a couple of months." She paused and was silent for a long moment as if she wasn't sure she should continue. She took a deep breath and kind of sank into the deep pillow behind her.

"One night Bumba told me that he had a secret he wanted to share with me. He made me promise to never tell anyone. And I agreed, we've always trusted each other." She paused again before she finally said, "He told me that your official father and Arpita had been having sex for about a month. He also said that while he and Arpita were having sex, Bumba watched them and played with himself. I was so surprised I didn't know what to say. I just looked at him. Then he said, there's something else you need to know. He told me that they keep talking about watching he and I having sex while they watched."

"Did it happen?" Ankan asked excitedly looking at his mother's eyes in which she took a deep breath and nodded softly.

"It happened a lot after that. Your official father and I would have sex while Bumba and Arpita watched. Usually everyone was nude and they would fondle each other as they watched us. Sometimes we would go in their house and your father would fuck Arpita as Bumba and I watched, he played with my tits and pussy. Sometimes your father and I would watch them as they had sex, we did everything."

"Means.... wife-swapping!" He grinned.

Rituparna was silent as she looked at her son for a long moment and said, "Yes, it was fun. Everyone liked it, anyone could quit if they wanted to, no one wanted to stop."

"You surely enjoyed a lot?" he said as she answered the unspoken question he had in his mind.

"Yes, I especially liked it when Arpita and your father watched us. Bumba fucked me differently than your father. His cock was bigger than your father and it filled me more, but your father was gentler."

Rituparna just looked at her son to see how he was taking it. She smiled softly and said, "I honestly was afraid that there was something wrong with me because I loved sex so much. I wasn't embarrassed or ashamed about it. But I was smart enough to keep it a secret from all of my friends, because I was very much concious about my image and reputation."

"Yes, I like it." Ankan reacted promptly.

"But all I wanted to do was have sex. That's why I started having sex with Bumba, at least it's something." She paused. "That's the truth." She paused again. "Does that upset you to know your mother's secrets?"

"No Mamoni," he answered honestly. "It makes me respect you even more, but are you and Bumba Uncle still......"

"Yes, but not like before," she said.

Ankan stood up and his hard cock was clearly visible under the front of his pyjama and when she glanced at it, he took a chance and loosened the knot of his pyjama to expose his cock to her. It throbbed two times just from the eroticism of the moment.

There was a long strand of clear pre-cum that went from the opening of his cock to his thigh. She looked at him as if she was trying to decide what to do. Then, she got out of bed and went into the bathroom closing the door behind her.

He wasn't sure what to do, so he just stood beside her bed waiting for her to return. He wanted to fuck her. He wanted to reach at his holy birthplace. His hand was on his cock stroking it gently and he hoped she wanted it as strongly as he wanted her cunt.

When the bathroom door opened, his mother stood there completely naked looking at him with a very erotic look on her face. Because of the way she stood, almost as if presenting herself to him, it seemed as if this was the first time he'd ever seen her completely nude.

She had a beautiful mature body, her tits weren't overly large and had lost some tone to them, and her nipples stood out from her pink areola, looking very erotic. Her hips and tummy had filled out, and her dark patch of pubic hair was larger than he'd expected.

He took off his pyjama and tossed on a chair as she came toward him and they embraced. He immediately felt the warmth of her naked body against him as she reached down and wrapped her fingers around the shaft of hard penis. He felt her body trembling in anticipation of what was about to happen.

To be continued......