The Great Chowdhury Family : 1 Sex erotica stories – Y2 Stories

Supriya’s party, Soma’s seduction, Supriya’s molestation

Although Smt. Supriya Chowdhury alias “Supriyadevi” passed away six years ago ( 2018 ) at the age 83 leaving her numerous fans in great shock, the Tollygunge film-industry and media till now discussed her amazing performance in more than eighty Bengali films. However here we would mainly focus on the great sacrifice, she had to take for her family and with that we would see another great side of this renowned talented actress.

It was first week of the month of October 1982 and today she was highly pleased. Puja Vacation had officially begun and things seemed right with the universe. Her son Goutam had just been promoted to a higher post in Calcutta Electronics while her son-in-law Rahim got a chance in national level cricket and just three months ago she became a proud Grandmother of her only daughter Soma’s son.
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Characters:-
1. Smt. Supriya Chowdhury ( Supriyadevi ) : Bengali film Actress, 49 yrs.
2. Pritam Chowdhury : Film Actor, Supriyadevi’s Husband, 52 yrs.
3. Goutam Chowdhury : Their Son, Emploee of a Pvt. Company, 25 yrs.
4. Soma Chowdhury : Their Daughter & Rahim’s wife, Film-Actress, 22 yrs.
5. Protibha Sinha : Goutam’s wife, Housewife, 22 yrs.
6. Mala Sinha : Protibha’s Mother, 45 yrs, Film-Actress.
7. Moloy Sinha: Protibha’s father, 48 yrs, Pvt. Firm Employee.
8. Tarun Majumder : Supriyadevi’s brother, Producer cum Director, 35 yrs.
9. Prankrisno Mohanta : Previously Tarun’s Cook cum Driver… now Munmun’s, 25 yrs.
10. Sanjit Chatterjee : Film-Actor, 19 yrs.
11. Suman Sen : Sanjay’s Son, Student of Class-X.
12. Rahim Seikh: Soma’s Husband, Cricket Player, 21 yrs.
13. Rahamat Seikh : Rahim’s father, Tarun’s Assistant, 39 yrs.
14. And Few side Characters.
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Lastly she herself achieved the greatest fame in Bengali film this year…. being selected as the best actress due to her remarkable acting performance in the film ‘Bonpalasir Padaboli’. She felt herself really happy being a great successful lady in Tollygunge film-industry.

And above all, her slight weight gain made herself extremely curvy which made look even more sexy, she could feel that too. Yes, she had finally added those extra five kgs in her quest to become an attractive curvaceous lady.

She sighed in disgust. Another lousy weekday afternoon with nothing to do. She stared into her bathroom mirror and saw a reasonably attractive 49 year old woman staring back. Not bad, she thought to herself, a few wrinkles around the eyes and a few gray hairs, but otherwise I look fine.

I wonder if I should color my hair to hide the gray. No, she thought, it would just look fake and besides her brownish-milky shade blended well with the occasional gray hair and it didn’t look bad at all.

As she continued to towel herself off from the shower she had just emerged from, she glanced at herself in the full length mirror attached to the back of the door. I guess I still have a pretty decent figure for an old lady she thought to herself humorously.

Supriyadevi had never been a beauty queen, but neither was she a woman any ordinary man would not take notice of. Her tits were too large, as of the last few years they had begun to sag just a bit.

She was mid-height, standing about 5 foot 5 inches tall. Her waist was not fashion model thin, but was still reasonably thin. She certainly didn’t look like she had borne two children. Although, she thought to herself, there are stretch marks over her slightly swollen abdomen if you look closely

She laughed when she realized she had placed her rather modest achievement in the same category as that of her “guys,” as she referred to them. Vanity, thy name is woman, she thought. And their party in this Vacation was decided to be held regarding the celebration of her highest achievement in Bengali film and it looked to be even more successful than she had expected.

Every guest….. mostly VVIP and related with the Bengali film-industry was invited. However very few was in attendance along with several people she had hardly met. And, it appeared that everyone had a reason to celebrate.

Her 22 yrs old married daughter Soma knew it was mostly her parents’ friends, but she decided to go anyway. So many filmy personnel would be arrived and she would have to impress them for her career. She looked at what to wear. It was a party, so she grabbed a short skirt and top. She had a bit of belly showing between the skirt and top.

She looked in the mirror. Too sweet she thought. She was still feeling horny from the day before….. watching her mother fucked by her handsome father…. it was so hot. She hated the idea of go back to her room to get a quickie with her husband.

She changed to a pink party dress she knew it clung to her every curve. She pulled out a lacy red bra and a pair of panties set. It was decorated with white ruffles. The dress had a deep V-neck. The bra and V-neck really put her 34″ tits on display. The red bra and panties showed a little through the dress. Anyone could see her ass outlined through the dress from behind.

‘That’s better’, she thought. ‘Now at least I’ll get some good looks and have people talking about me.’ She liked the idea of people talking about her at a party. Her mother Supriyadevi and father Pritam were ready to go. She came out of her room to go with them. Her mother was also wearing a party dress, but it was not as tight as Soma’s.

Supriyadevi looked at her beautiful daughter and smiled. “That looks kinda slutty. I bet you’ll get a lot of admirers.”

“I hope so,” said Soma.

They walked down the long corridor to the party. Outside the huze building, there were tons of cars parked in front of the house. When they walked in the big hall there must have been 100 people. Between greeting people and getting drinks, Soma got separated from her mother and father.

She walked through the crowded party…. greeting and talking to people she knew. As the hall was so packed, she’d often have to rub against people to walk by. More than once someone would grab her ass and squeezed it quickly as she walked by. Sometimes she’d turn to see who it was, but the room was too crowded to recognize.

She’d linger with the married couples. Especially if the husband was checking out her tits and the wife looked unhappy about it.

She stopped to talk to three couples she knew. They were all pushed together because of the crowd. One of them was Sanjay and Aparna…… and Sanjay was right beside her. While Soma was talking with her Aparna Auntie, her husband put his arm around Soma’s waist.

Noticing that Aparna gave him a approving smile, as he started hugging her towards him. And as the people moved in around them and they were pressed tightly together.

Soma had known the Sen couple for a long time and continued to talk with her Aparna Auntie. As she did so, she felt her Sanjay Uncle’s hand slide down her ass. She was feeling flirty, so she pushed her ass back a bit. She liked knowing he was feeling her ass while she was talking to his wife. The hand kept exploring.

Soma then looked around a bit to see if anyone could notice them. The room was too crowded. She looked at her Sanjay Uncle smilingly, and said, “Are you enjoying the party, Uncle?”

“Yes,” He said, “We could see a lot of famous people here”.

As he said, his hand slipped under Soma’s small dress. She turned back to her Auntie and continued to chat. She felt his hand slide down her ass to the top of her thighs. While he was talking with his wife, he grabbed her ass and it was turning Soma on. She parted her legs a bit to give him better access.

Within seconds Sanjay pushed away her small panties at one side and found her clit… he then started playing with it. She was getting wet. Knowing that Sanjay Uncle had his fingers in her cunt while she talked to his wife was so hot and erotic. Soma was having a hard time keeping up the conversation. She could feel the fingers pressing against her clit. The whole scene excited her. She was about to cum.

Soma couldn’t balance herself as she put her right hand on Aparna Auntie’s shoulder to steady herself. Aparna looked at her confused…… that’s when Soma let out a loud sigh. Her knees started buckling and she came all over her Sanjay Uncle’s fingers.

Aparna could easily guess that Soma was having her orgasm and asked if she was OK. Soma nodded as she regained her balance and said, “Yes, Auntie I’m fine…. thanks….. ”

Saying that she reached behind her and grabbed Sanjay uncle’s hand. She brought it up to her face and, in front of his wife, sucked her juices off his fingers. Aparna smiled happily and, before she could say anything Soma walked off. When she turned, she could see them grinning wickedly.

Soma continued to wander around the party chatting to people. She was often distracted by her wet pussy. Sanjay uncle’s fingers had her all worked up….. she really wanted to be fucked.
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Supriyadevi knew very well, the keys to organize a successful party and she knew how to operate it smoothly So to make it a grand success, she decided to appoint her son-in-law Rahim and his dearest friend Sanjit…. in which Prankrisno would do mainly the heavier jobs. She was quite confident about the appropriate coordination and management of this trio’s energetic capabilities.

On the other hand, she made sure there were plenty of food, good music and a never-ending supply of potent potables for her guests to enjoy. As night began to fall, she made certain the caterers had every platter of food refilled, plentiful supplies of drinks were within easy reach. The perfect music was playing in the background and it was finally her turn to relax and enjoy.

As if reading her mind, her second husband Pritam was instantly at her side, as at one point, his right hand offered her a large peg. “The perfect hostess deserves the perfect drink.” He leaned and kissed her lovingly on the cheek. “You have done a wonderful job, Priya ( Nickname of Supriyadevi ).”

“Well thank you, dear.” She noticed his hands were empty and asked why he didn’t have a drink to toast with her.

“I’m just pacing myself, love. You know I have some spl plans for later this evening.” He flashed a devilish grin and let his hand casually drop to her perfect ‘Pumpkin’ like ass and give it a gentle squeeze.

“So you think you are going to get lucky, eh…anyone in particular?” She quickly glanced around for prying eyes…. then dropped her hand to the front of his pants, gripping his cock through the thin material of his trousers. “If you don’t mind, I just happen to know of a certain woman who might love to ride the beauty all night long. I hear she’s a whore in bed.” She grinned wickedly and quickly released his cock.

“She sounds like my kind of woman…I just hope she has something left for me after the party because I’ll have plenty for her.” He replied professionally. It had been several days since they had had sex and she felt her pussy begin to moisten at the thought of her husband’s gorgeous cock pounding another woman’s hungry cunt.

“As for you,” he added laughing, “You had better go and mingle with your fans. Beyaimosai ( Son’s / Daughter’s FIL ) has been waiting to dance with you all night.” He laughed and kissed her on the cheek. “Just be careful, he is on his third drink and you know how he gets,” he teased. She laughed….. remembering their last party and Rahamat’s wandering hands.

“Thanks for the warning, love. Maybe I should go and put on a silken Saree.” They both laughed until her husband gave her a gentle shove towards the garden where a bunch of Tolly actresses were giggling in some naughty jokes.
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“Now get.” Sandhya was still laughing as she approached the small group of her friends chatting near a statue. She declared that the Seikh couple ( Probhaboti & Rahamat ) and Chowdhury couple ( Supriyadevi & Pritam ) mostly stayed together at parties…. probably they had more than a close relationship.

However Munmun dismissed the rumors flatly that the ‘Seikh’ and ‘Chowdhury’ couples had no such relationship, but she knew first hand that Rahamat, Soma’s father-in-law, was definitely a ladies man. And it was Rahamat, not his son Rahim that her husband should worry about.

Actually Munmun herself felt an attraction to Soma’s FIL hearing her MIL’s pregnancy from Prankrisno as she wanted to become a mother very badly. To achieve that holy purpose, at first she seduced Prankrisno and when she realized that Prankrisno too wouldn’t be able to provide that she targeted her young co-actor Sanjit.

She had come awfully close to stepping over the line with Sanjit as she wanted to attain her pregnancy anyhow. While she had never actually been unfaithful to her husband, she had to keep a closeness first with Prankrisno and later with Sanjit due to her husband’s low sperm count.

It was about more than a month ago, when after too many drinks to remember, she wound up in her kitchen pantry. She could still remember the fateful incident with Sanjit’s hand inside her panties as her hand firmly wrapped around his big cock.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on your point of view, at one point, she tried to guide his cock towards her smoothly shaved pussy. But suddenly he stepped on the tail of ‘Minu’, their family cat. And the episode ended with a scene that resembled something from a ‘Tom & Jerry’ cartoon.

There was overturned shelving, broken bottles of champagne spewing all over the place and a small bag of flour that exploded as it hit the floor. However they sobered themselves instantly…. rearranging their clothing. Lastly they flicked the light back on before the crowd rushed in to see what had happened.

The once black cat even scared a few of the other guests as she tore out of the room covered in flour. The two ghost-like creatures were laughing like fools when their friends finally arrived at the scene.

Since that awkward situation, they had kept a friendly and discrete distance. It was their little secret they kept. And she was almost grateful that the encounter had turned out the way it had.

On the other hand, Supriyadevi loved her husband cum famous film-actor Pritam Chowdhury and truly wanted to remain faithful. But a little seed of desire for lesbianism remained firmly planted in her mind which induced her to create a lewd relationship with Munmun’s mother Chitradevi. And it wasn’t either unknown to her husband.
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Anyway that day at Supriyadevi’s grand party, at one point, Munmun stepped between Sandhya and her husband Tarun where Rahamat too was chatting with them. Throwing her broad smile, she slipped her right arm around Sandhya’s slightly fatty waist and kissed her cheeks lovingly. Sandhya reacted instantly by hugging her and noticed Supriyadi coming towards them.

“I hope you all are enjoying yourselves.” Supriyadevi commented smilingly…. reaching nearer them.

“Oh sure Auntie, it’s fabulous,” Munmun laughed wholeheartedly.

Supriyadevi was instantly greeted by them with a chorus of warm greetings, the perfunctory hugs, kisses and kudos for the lovely party. She loved every single word of praise and gave them a graceful curtsey in acceptance.

At one point, she briefly glanced up at her Beyaimosai ( Daughter Soma’s FIL ) and noticed his searching gaze move upward….. from her cleavage to her face. The hungry look in his eyes instantly jogged loose some carefully suppressed memories. His dreamy gaze once again moved down to the deep cleavage of her bosom as she enjoyed his examing consciously.

Her eyes quickly moved down to his crotch and she could almost imagine his big cock throbbing in his loosened trousers. Slowly she moved to a sparsely area….. corner of that big hall as Rahamat followed her…. constantly fixing his eyes on her jiggling ass.

Within minutes they were isolated from the crowd, as Rahamat took the opportunity by hugging her in his strong arms. She too accepted her Beyaimosai’s embrace warmly as her hands soon grabbed his bulge and started to massage his throbbing erection through the trousers.

The smooth fabrics of his pliable trousers helped her to grasp over the rigid core, as her soft hand stroked the length of his magnificent manhood. She stood up straight and covered the flush she felt spreading over her face by taking a generous sip of her drink.

But their romance was hampered as she noticed two guests coming towards them. Quickly she separated herself from her Beyaimosai’s strong arms and moved to the previous gathering where Munmun, Aparna and Sandhya were busy in some naughty gossiping.
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The ensuing small talk gave Supriyadevi a chance to catch up on the gossip from the neighborhood and their plans for the coming Puja Vacation. Aparna, Sanjay’s wife, teased both, remarking that the only reason they agreed was to get them naked on a perfect occasion they had waited anxiously for a long time.

“Why don’t you come with us, Supriyadi? I bet my husband would spring for a ticket just to see you naked.” Aparna taunted.

The crude remark surprised her, but she took it in stride and managed to laugh with the others. She wondered if Aparna suspected anything about her recent closeness with her Beyaimosai. But, as if reading her mind, Aparna winked at her and smiled warmly as she slipped her arm around Supriyadevi’s waist.

She then leaned closer and embraced her tightly….. whispering into her ear. “Come on Supriyadi, we both know you drive my husband crazy…” she whispered. “But don’t worry, you drive me crazy too,” She added with a giggle.

As Supriyadevi tried to pull herself away from her tight embrace, Aparna quickly managed to gently bite the older actress’s earlobe in the process. Naturally it caused a shiver of excitement to run down the spine of Supriyadevi.

“No, no, no, no, no. Auntie shouldn’t come with us,” Munmun chirped laughingly from Aparna’s left side. “We have enough trouble competing with all those hard bodies as it is and we don’t need to import MORE competition.”

Supriyadevi then paused for a moment and glanced around to ascertaining their level of privacy.

“However… Rinadi and I could afford Pritamda in a friendly way and make us all happy.” Munmun grinned wickedly at her mother’s best friend and then gave Aparna a conspiratorial wink.

“You young guys are so bad and naughty too,” Supriyadevi groaned as all three of them reacted in unison, with an “uh huh” so perfectly timed it appeared to be choreographed.

They immediately burst into laughter mixed with a few not too subtle remarks that hinted the rumors were correct. Strangely, their left-handed invitation to join them in their escapades excited Supriyadevi as did Aparna’s little confession. Her curiosity was peaked.

Hell, she was actually flattered in a way. She fanned herself, feigning an overheated libido and gulped down the rest of her drink. “You guys should be more careful what you wish for,” she remarked with a wink. “I just might take you up on your offer.” With that remark, she decided it was time to go mingle with her other guests and headed off to find a refill for her drink.

She slithered through the group around the bar and discovered her son-in-law Rahim’s closed friend Sanjit who was distributing a pitcher of whiskey. “Save some for the hostess,” she chimed over the chatter as she eased up to the rail.

Sanjit, noticing one of his masturbation fantasies idol in front of him, immediately filled her glass dreamily. Supriyadevi watched his eyes sweep over her synthetic saree covered lush body slowly as a broad smile spread over her face. A quick glance downward revealed she was putting on quite a display for the handsome young actor.

The front of her thin white Saree had moved aside as her blouse-covered right tit displayed openly in front his eyes. The ripe melons tightly covered in the sheer half cups of her bra-less lacy blouse. She knew he could plainly see her brown nipples through the gauzy material and that thought alone made them begin to harden.

She brazenly looked into his lustful eyes and smiled wickedly….. letting him enjoy the view of her semi-exposed tits for a moment longer. She then discreetly leaned back behind a table and letting the ‘Anchal’ of her expensive Saree drop back into place.
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( One month ago in another party )
“Beyan ( Mother-in-law of son / daughter ), you looked almost the elder sister of your daughter.” Supriyadevi immediately recognized, her son-in-law Rahim’s father Rahamat Sheikh.

She suddenly felt his muscular arm slide around her waist and tug her gently back against an equally muscular and hard body. She leaned back against his chest and looked back at him….. laughing at her handsome Beyaimosai, her daughter’s father-in-law.

“Flattery will get you everything, Beyaimosai.” Supriyadevi smiled generously as her Beyaimosai grinned and kissed her gently on her right cheek.

She liked her Beyaimosai very much. She had seen him first during the shooting of her last film and after that a mutual understanding slowly began to grow between them which ultimately turned with the marriage of her daughter and his son. However after the marriage he tried to flirt with her several times in which she herself supported his attitude silently.

Although he was now in his early forty, he had the charm and poise of a man far younger and looks that even made her pussy tingle at times, especially when she had the chance to study his body secretly. Even through in his fashionably loosening trousers, she could tell he was well endowed.

She had even fantasized about him pumping his thick cock in and out of her hungry cunt while she was sucking her husband’s cock. She knew that was just the wishful thinking of an older woman, but she thoroughly enjoyed his flirting that had become common between the two of them.

“But, why would you want with this old lady…when you have your pick of all the young beauties in town?” She asked laughingly in which he whispered in her ear.

“This spoken by the sexiest woman in Tollygunge film-industry,” he teased. “But I have a feeling you already know what I would do.”

She blushed at his remark and began to feel the warmth building between her legs again. This was different and quite bold she thought. Was it the liquor talking or was there an underlying seriousness in the sultry tone of his voice.

Supriyadevi was curious, a little nervous too and flattered at the same time. She knew she should politely slip away, but she was curious as to how far he would go.

Her husband really loved her…. but she could feel her Beyaimosai and son-in-law both wanted her physically. And very recently, she noticed a crude hunger in Sanjit’s eyes and she could guess that he wanted her too in bed… even Aparna for God’s sake. And now, her Beyaimosai was sniffing around. What was going on around her? Was she wearing a sign on her back that said, “Come fuck me?”

She felt his hand flatten against her stomach and gently press against her, his fingers lightly tapping against her, dangerously close to her thinly covered pussy. What the hell was HE thinking? More importantly, what the hell was she thinking?

She felt his hand slide down enough to make her swallow her breath and quickly take a large gulp of her drink. And as she was deciding to move away, the unfulfilled desire of sex took over her mind….. she turned her head and looked at him coyly.

“Beyaimosai, Oh no. I have no idea what you would do.” She giggled softly and continued. “Are you going to tell me?”

She knew she was taunting him now and had just tossed her hat into the ring. She wondered how long it would take before he backed away. She smiled in anticipation of an easy victory.

Rahamat laughed softly, realizing he was being put on the spot. But he seemed to take it well. He paused as if carefully selecting his words. Finally he leaned down to her ear.

“I would carry you off to the woods and have my way with you.” She could feel his hot breath against her ear as he spoke and that tingling between her thighs began again.

“Have your way?” She taunted again.

Supriyadevi was enjoying herself. It was exciting to tease him, push him to his limits. Honestly, how far would he go? After all, she was the mother-in-law of his only son, and he was playing it quite safely.

She wondered if he had ever sparred with an older woman this way. She had him in a corner and decided to push his buttons. She arched her hips slightly; subtly pressing against his hand and stretching her body up to whisper in his ear.

“I need more details, Beyaimosai. What does have your way really mean?” She whispered…… waiting and grinning impishly.

Her eyes watched his face carefully as she waited for him to figure out a way to get him out of this rather awkward situation. But, suddenly the tables were turned. Rather than back down, he became the aggressor. His well-hidden hand moved down over her mound and cupped her pussy firmly through her thin Saree.

As she was without a Saya under her Saree, it became easier to him to slide his right hand inside through a folder of the Saree. His middle finger pushed her panties up into the slit. His expression was calm and confident as he whispered back.

“It means I would rip your clothes off, push my face between your thighs and eat your pussy till you begged me to stop. Then, I would turn you over onto your hands and knees and fuck your from behind. And when you thought I was through with you, I would fuck that perfect ass of yours until you passed out…is that clear enough?”

Supriyadevi stood there…in shock. The stunned expression on her face said everything she couldn’t. But Rahamat simply turned and slipped away, leaving her confused and dazed. Her only reaction was to lift her drink and swallow it down completely.

It wasn’t until she set her glass down on the table and started to move away. Did she realize that her son-in-law was standing next to her and could easily see the hot interaction between them. Oh my God, she thought. She could only hope he hadn’t heard a thing. She forced a weak smile to her lips and felt highly embarrassed. His expression confirmed her worst fear as he grinned devilishly and walked away.

The impish grin on his face instantly brought a pang of shame and she quickly rushed towards her room. She couldn’t believe how she had let things get so far out of hand. My God! she had almost offered herself up to her Beyaimosai right at the party. What the fuck was she thinking? With a bewildering state, she moved to the nearby bathroom to refresh herself.

Suddenly, the lights went out and before she could turn around, a large hand slipped over her mouth as her body was roughly shoved against the wall. She felt his hand slide down her thigh. Fuck…Her Saree was pulled up to her waist and before she could react, her panties were torn from her body.

“Who are you….. please leave me,” She tried to push him away and at the same time, wanted to know the attacker’s identify.

At first she thought it might be her Beyaimosai….. no, he was slightly bulky with sparsely hair on his head while this unknown molester’s head was covered with short curly hair. Even she could guess her attacker was slim and more stronger, younger than her Beyaimosai.

But without answering her question, the unknown attacker, gripped her with even more strongly and pressed herself behind the wall. Quickly he put his left palm on her mouth to stop her screaming and continued his molestation. Within moment, she felt the swollen head of his cock press against her puffy pussy-lips. Years of sucking and fucking had permanently etched every detail of her husbands cock in her mind.

“Oh my God,” She whimpered as the huge knob parted her labia and with one slow and deliberate thrust, her cunt was stretched around the largest cock she had ever known.

Supriyadevi felt as if her pussy had been ripped in half….. as she felt a sharp pain in her cunt. The huge shaft plowed deep into her wet folds, brushing her cervix before pounding against the back of her pussy, turning up and wedging the bulbous head in a furrow that never before reached.

“Ohhhhh…… no…. no…. you can’t do that,” She protested continuously.

And neglecting her plea, he drove his cock deeper and harder into her cunt until she was fully penetrated by that enormous cock. Sensing that he began fucking her with a slow, steady rhythm.

Supriyadevi’s pain began to subside and another feeling began to creep into her consciousness. Without warning, her body began to betray her. ‘My God! what the hell was happening to me?’ She thought as she was being raped….. yet her body was wantonly responding positively to that humiliation.

Instinctively, she began to push back against her attacker, meeting his powerful thrusts. And, each time his huge cock pushed into her now willing pussy, her own excitement began to grow. She was no longer a victim and was rapidly becoming a willing partner.

That wondrous shaft he buried in her slippery cunt again and again filled her completely, awakening her senses. She spread her legs slightly and lowered her hips. It was her subconscious offering which let him know any resistance, which may have briefly existed, would over soon.

Sensing that he pulled away his hand from her mouth and his both hands gripped her naked hips. He then began to grind against her, rolling his hips slowly… his magnificent cock stirring her hungry cunt as he throbbed inside her. She moaned softly as the slut hidden within every woman began to emerge.

“Oh my God,” Supriyadevi hissed in awe of his sexual prowess. Suddenly her cunt began to spasm and her body stiffened.

“I’m cumming,” She whimpered. “My God I’m cumming.”

The powerful wave of pleasure washed over her with a fury that left her panting and whimpering in it’s wake. But her attacker continued to grind and pump…. in and out of her cunt with even deeper and more powerful stokes.

She realized he had held the full length of his marvelous cock from her until now. It seemed twice as long, twice as thick and twice as hard as before. Within minutes, her second orgasm wracked her body. Her mind was turning into a ball of overheated circuits as he pounded her body in an ever-increasing tempo.

Then the tingling began once more. She didn’t believe it at first, but she was building to another climax. He plowed his cock into her faster and faster until he suddenly stopped. She could feel his cock throb and suddenly begin spurting his seed deep inside her womb. At that instant her third orgasm began.

Seconds later, she was alone. He had disappeared so quickly she briefly wondered if she hadn’t experienced some kind of conscious dream. Had she really been fucked?

Cum dripping down the inside of her thighs confirmed that part at least. She was barely able to stand. Her body still trembled as she lowered her head to rest on the counter. Had she been raped?

Technically, perhaps she had been. But in reality, she had just enjoyed the best sex of her life. And rather than guilt, she felt a strange set of emotions clouding her mind. This was what it was supposed to be like. This was every woman’s dream.

This was something that should never have happened. And she knew that she would never rest until she had it again…that wondrous cock…her phantom lover’s cock. She would find him; though it was more likely it would be he that would find her. She just hoped that it would be soon.

Supriyadevi stood in the middle of her big bathroom in a dumbfounded state….. thinking about the events of the night before. After the “rape” she had managed to freshen up and return to the party. She exited from the bathroom and suddenly remembered her left out panties. She started looking it frantically, but they were nowhere to be found.

She assumed they were now one of her phantom’s numerous souvenirs. The party lasted till the wee hours of the morning and it had been a rousing success.

As she wandered about, she studied everyone carefully….. looking for anything that might tell her who he had been. She chuckled, remembering how quickly his Beyaimosai had been ruled out. She “accidentally” let the back of her hand rub his bulging cock as his wandering hands made their usual pilgrimage over her body.

Not a chance, she had thought…maybe half a chance. Everyone seemed engaged in the dance of seduction with each other. She noticed a few strange pairings, as people drifted off occasionally then returned with their faces flushed and guilt ridden.

The fabulous three ( Sandhya, Munmun and Aparna ) left early. She assumed they would be somewhere more private so they might enjoy their activities freely. Her son-in-law was gone. She did manage to corner his father, her Beyaimosai Rahamat for a few seconds.

Her worries were relieved when he teased her about the Odisan Driver Prankrisno. He even warned her to be careful and not look so damn sexy, noting that Prankrisno had had a crush on her since he saw her few months ago in Munmun’s party.

“Beyan, I heard from a genuine source that he is a hound,” he said grinning broadly “And you are the fox,” he added. Although she could not know for certain, but it seemed to her that Prankrisno might be the top contender. This was going to be interesting.

She was grateful that she had managed to muster up enough energy to satisfy her horny husband. He had had a few more drinks than promised and hadn’t noticed how wet and loose she was.

She had even convinced him not to wear a condom. She was worried, just in case…to cover the rare chance of the attacker’s sperm already swimming in her unprotected sex did their job. She was even more grateful that “all night long” for her husband actually meant one short burst of enthusiastic fucking followed by a long night of snoring.

She had surprised herself… she was a certain shoe in for an academy award. A slight pang of guilt had crept into her mind as her husband pumped into her body. As skillful a lover as her husband was, she couldn’t keep her herself from dreaming that attacker’s animalistic fuck. It was that huge cock which pummeled her squishy cunt…. surging and spurting again and again in her hungry orifice.

Her feigned orgasm was so convincing, Pritam’s ego swelled…… thinking it was caused by his manly efforts. And, as a reward, he slid between her legs and hungrily lapped at her pussy…. bringing her to what he thought was her second orgasm of the night.

However all the time, Supriyadevi continued to wonder how he would react if he knew the truth… actually her husband was eating the cum of that molester. She hoped her tender and well-used pussy would soon return to its normal tightness.

She finally dragged herself out of bed. She slipped on a short, thin Maxi-Gown and wandered into the kitchen. Her first order of business was to start a pot of coffee. Her husband had already headed off to his shooting and would grab a cup of coffee at the studio to begin his routine job.

She prepared a full pot, enough for herself and her tea drinking Beyaimosai. She prepared it quickly then took a peek out of the kitchen window at the back yard. It was a disaster but she realized the caterers would be back later in the afternoon to clean up and gather up their equipment.
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When Rahim woke up later that morning, he discovered there was one thing even better to wake up to than the smell of the spl Darjeeling tea….. preparing by his Sasurima ( mother-in-law ) at kitchen. Actually a strange sensation he had been feeling were not part of some erotic dream.

It instantly became clear to him that the feel of soft, wet lips sliding up and down the length of his cock was a whole lot better. When Soma noticed her husband was finally awake, she looked up over his stomach and smiled softly.

“Well, it’s about time you woke up, dear. I was beginning to think I had lost my touch.” She laughed, but it seemed a bit uneasy. He had a feeling she wanted to see his reaction.

“Lost your touch? It’s wrong, darling…. you’re the best,” Rahim’s remark made her giggle as her soft tongue sliding up the back of his cock which made him gasp. She sucked the head into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it, and then pulled her head up.

“Thanks dear, You know I like your long cock very much,” She said giggling.

“I’m getting the picture that saint hood isn’t in your future.” He was beginning to feel she was leading up to something. “In any case, are you going to tell me how you got so good?”

“Are you going to tell me how you learned to fuck so good?” She countered. She then squeezed her husband’s cock and and pushed it back flat against his stomach….. licking down from the base across his hairy scrotum. His cock twitched.

“OK, OK…Point made. But I feel kind of kinky when I hear stuff like that. It turns me on.” His body shivered as her wet tongue moved down and brushed across his hairy asshole.

“You’re a freak…you know that?” Rahim moaned as she laughed proudly

“OK, but don’t get pissed off…understand?” She waited until her husband promised before she began.

“I practiced a lot, baby…on some really big cocks.” She replied….. looking up to get her husband’s reaction and letting her tongue slide down over his heavy balls and teasingly flick over his asshole. It was getting harder and harder to think and his reaction mainly consisted of a low moan followed by a sharp intake of air.

“I love the feel of it in my mouth… especially when they shoot all that hot sticky cum into my mouth.” Soma grinned as her husband gasped louder this time. “And the bigger the cock, the more I love it. But you know something? Actually I wasn’t going to say anything about it dear…now don’t feel bad…but…”

She stopped, looking into her husband’s eyes. He could feel his cock begin to shrink…no man wants to hear he isn’t the biggest his woman ever had. He was crushed. “Your cock…well…I mean…It’s the longest cock I’ve ever seen.” She immediately broke into laughter.

“I gotcha,” He shouted….. pulling her body up and laying beside her as she nestled those milk-filled tits into his chest. She then reached down and slowly began to stroke his cock….. teasing it with the casual familiarity of lovers with much more history. Suddenly, her look turned serious. “I do have to tell you something, dear…It’s important.”

“Out with it darling…out with it,” Rahim growled in a teasing but commanding tone. She looked nervous….. turning her head away as she spoke, her voice a whisper.

“OK. I told you I’ve been with few producers and directors… sorta… kinda…”

But before she could continue, the door swung open and Supriyadevi entered the room….. laughing for some unknown reason…… suddenly stopping dead in her tracks. It took a few moments to let the image of her daughter and her Jamai ( son-in-law ), naked in bed together.

“Shit.” That was the sum of her remarks for the moment as her eyes instantly went to her Jamai’s cock.

She just stood there….. her mouth open… a look of total amazement on her face and her eyes frozen on his massive cock that just so happened to have her daughter’s hand wrapped around its girth. She could feel her cunt moistening rapidly…… at last she blinked and began to shake her head. First a smile slowly appeared, then a grin.

“Damn, when we left the party last night we didn’t think you’d ever speak to each other again. Shit…looks like you did more than talk.” Understandably, Rahim was at a complete loss for words. There really wasn’t much to say. Soma, on the other hand, had to say something really dumb.

“Maa, yo….you…… We just…” As Soma tried to justify their nakedness, her mother cut her off.

“Yes Maa….. we just…… pe…. lease.” Rahim too wanted to say something as Soma gave him a hard elbow to the ribs before starting to laugh herself.

“Anyway, your father and I bought some cream biscuits from the Mall…they’re still warm. So, if you can manage to get up and put some clothes on, we can all have breakfast together.” She turned around and headed back to the kitchen. Soma and her husband looked at each other and laughed.

“Might as well,” She said with a shrug. Then they pulled themselves out of bed and slipped into the clothes. Quickly they followed the smell of the coffee and biscuits.

Pritam and Supriyadevi were silent as they entered the drawing room and sat at the table….. feeling shy to look at their faces. Supriyadevi poured them all a cup of coffee and sat down next to her husband. Pritam looked like he was going to wear out his spoon…… relentlessly stirring the steamy brew. Finally, he looked up. He stared at Soma…then stared at his Jamai.

“You needn’t to be shy….. ,” he stated solemnly. “It’s natural for your age….. we were like you also during our younger age,” Soma nearly spit out her coffee while Supriyadevi and her husband broke into gales of laughter. Finally everyone calmed down. Rahim guess he should have expected this type of a reaction. Hell, now they could openly enjoy their leisure.

The rest of the day was different than any other they had ever spent together. It was normal in appearance but there was a closeness between them all and that was Hallmark Card worthy. Pritam and Rahim took care of a lot of the things that needed repair around the house while Soma and her mother puttered about, doing their chores more like sisters than mother and daughter.

Occasionally, Pritam or his Jamai would slip away for a bit; to find their woman for a tender moment… a loving kiss… or a second or two of intense sexual play. The women would visit them alone or together, flirting at a distance or gently touching them as they passed by.

As the day wore on, both women became bolder, more brazen in the seduction of their man, and inadvertently began fueling the desire in both men. By the end of the day, they were both edgy and on fire.

Because Pritam and Supriyadevi had no need to sneak away to be together, they decided to stay at home and spend the evening with their daughter and Jamai. Pritam produced a bottle of whiskey and fixed everyone a delightfully strong liquor and coke.

Nevertheless, two males were busy in consuming the potent drinks while Soma and her mother made dinner. It had a distinct effect on the already relaxed inhibitions of them all. They had all showered and gotten rid of their working clothes, opting for more comfortable and less restrictive garb for the rest of the day.

Loosened pants and a T-shirt worked for the guys while couple of pirated T-shirts and some sort of skirt… covered the women. Rahim noticed a subtle rivalry had begun between the two women….. each quietly competing to capture the most attention from both of them.

To be continued……